#many thoughts! many! these are just snippets cause i don't want to bore you all too much

[mskenway97]

Wanting to follow up on the previous snippet of titan!Orion and cityspeaker!D-16 I came up with this: D-16 was processing everything that had happened that day in finding the titan: he found a race of titans that Sentinel Prime had said was extinct, but Orion seemed alive even though he couldn't transform so D-16 thought it was for lack of Energon. Secondly, finding the way out of that place was the most difficult thing because that titan didn't let him go at any time, he almost crushed him in his servos. Thirdly, as he explained to the miners, maybe someone would recognize them and they would come after him. Many things were going through the bot's head as he put down his tools while he went to berth to rest and have some peace but… -Deeeeee - a voice sounded in his head making him sigh, he tried to ignore it but the voice sounded again in his mind - Deeeee, come on I know you can hear me. We have a connection, buddy

-Some people sleep at this hour. Besides I've had a long day - said D-16 trying to find a position to sleep.

-But D… come on, I've been sleeping for I don't know how many cycles. Come on, get back here,” said Orion. So they stayed all night, some miners saw D-16 with the marks and what looked like the optics somewhat off that he had not been able to rest as he should. He had the same day as always taking the miner's tools to repair until he saw a bot in his path. Darkwing.

-Excuse me, sir - said D while Darkwing pushed him.

-That aside, miner, you are more absent-minded lately. One more mistake and you'll be back to level 1 or sub level 40… - Darkwing said as D-16 was about to respond, tremors were felt throughout the cave causing everyone to panic. D tried to keep his balance so as not to fall until the tremors ended. 'What just happened' thought D as he picked up the tools and left leaving Darkwing confused.

-That guy shouldn't have treated you like that I hope with this. Learn your lesson,' said Orion as D was somewhat shocked to hear him.

-Was it you with the tremor, what were you thinking? You could have done a lot of damage,” said D-16.

-Come on, I'm very careful, just give the necessary touches. Besides, sitting in the cave is very boring…. I need to move around a bit - said Orion leaving D-16 sighing.

-Yes, I'm going to see you, will you stay still? - said D-16

-You have my word - said Orion A moment later… After dodging the security system and a few guards. He had finally arrived. The cave had the illumination of the optics of Orion who did not hesitate to put his servo on the ground to climb up to D and see him more closely with a smile.

-Listen we have to have some rules, your movements threaten the foundation of the mine area. So I guess you'll have to find your way out of the place,” said D-16 while Orion nodded.

-I was just trying to defend you… You're the first being I've seen since I woke up. I want to know everything that happened and for you to tell me,” said Orion as D sighed.

-You are a pain in the spark… It's okay I can give you that information,” said D-16 letting Orion closer to D's face making him feel helpless as he received a gentle caress. D-16 had a small blue blush, he didn't know what intentions this titan had but it was clear he was going to get him all riled up as much as he could but on the other hand he wouldn't mind if he did.

[etherfall]

Alder Adopts N AU Oneshot Fics Interest Check?

Hey all! So I've been wanting to dive into my AU universe a little bit more, and was thinking about possibly writing a few pieces for certain aspects of the story! I plan on using these to showcase short significant character moments. As much as I want to keep doing little doodles I think that there are instances where I can explore details & emotions better in words. Not doing a full story cause I don't have the time and I'm just lazy haha. I usually don't do any personal writing projects outside of school, so this will be interesting. I might just post these onto Tumblr since I don't know of any other possible platforms.

Here's a little snippet I wrote today as a small example. Lmk if you are interested in more!

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Alder leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed in thought as he stared at the sleeping boy. 

He was resting peacefully, a stark contrast to the liveliness Alder had seen in him yesterday. The morning light danced across his spring-green hair, and the soft rumbling snores of the boy’s Pokémon echoed across the room. A large white bandaged covered his cheekbone. The air hung with the faint minty-scent of herbal medicine. 

Alder had brought the young boy to his home yesterday and treated the infected wound on his face. Afterwards he had quickly fallen asleep, in a very curious manner.

Rather than sleep with his head laying on a pillow, he had instead taken the multiple pillows and pulled them into a nest-shaped heap. The once neatly folded blankets were now tossed about and pushed into the clump. He had then curled up in a ball within the messy heap, where he was now dozing. In his many years of life Alder had never seen someone choose to sleep like that.

The rest of his Pokémon were curled up around him protectively. They had refused to leave his side, following Alder into the house and sticking right next to the boy. His small house was a lot more crowded than he preferred due to this, but Alder had no intention to separate someone from their Pokémon.

As he lifted his shoulder off from the doorframe, the old cedar creaked loudly, instantly shattering the peaceful moment. The Darmanitan’s eyes snapped open as it lifted its head in alarm. The deerling awoke next, followed by the Woobat and Zorua. The boy's eyes snapped open last, his light teal eyes bored into Alder’s with one singular emotion: fear.

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[mariekavanagh]

Good luck for your oral exam! (even though you most likely will see this after you have finished it,)

How close are you from becoming a professional veterinary nurse?

Also, this might be very selfish of me to ask but (only) if you have the time could you make a short vignette relating to the blacks, I'm so thirsty for this type of content. Also, I think you're a brilliant writer and I love your stories! (you don't have to reply to this if you don't want to) sorry for my bad english I'm not native.

Thanks for the luck, it must have come in handy, because I passed my exam! Truly thought I'd failed it but apparently I did something right after all.

I just have my final practical exams in June to go, and then I'll finally be able to register as a veterinary nurse :)

I haven't yet gotten back into the swing of writing properly, but I do have a snippet I can share with you, which was originally meant to be released around Christmas a couple of years ago but I never did get round to properly finishing it. In spite of this, I hope you enjoy it :)

25th December 1959

The sound of the church bells chiming in the near distance caused the baby in Walburga’s arms to stir in his sleep. Walburga shot an annoyed look in the direction of the window beside where she sat in the corner of the nursery and clutched her son tighter to her, giving him a gentle squeeze to reassure him.

“It’s alright, it’s only the church bells,” she murmured to him. “Quite the annoyance, I know, but what can we do? It is Christmas, after all”

In many ways, this Christmas morning bore an almost identical resemblance to the previous three Christmases of Walburga’s married life. She and Orion had shared a traditional breakfast of smoked salmon and champagne, had exchanged their gifts before the Christmas tree in the parlour (a far more modest specimen compared to its counterpart in the drawing room), and had wished one another a happy Christmas with a peck on the cheek before parting ways to prepare for the day’s festivities.

Except, instead of heading straight back to her bedroom as she ought, Walburga had taken a detour which took her up a floor to the nursery. She’d hurried up the staircase, hitching up her skirts in her haste, a smile creeping across her lips.For unlike the last few Christmases, this year Walburga had far more reason to be in good cheer. The most joyous of reasons.

Sirius Orion had been fast asleep when she’d arrived. At not yet two months old, there was little else he did besides sleep. Though when he was not in a state of peaceful slumber, he was already proving himself capable of kicking up quite a storm, when something was amiss or otherwise, if his nursemaid was to be believed.

And what with the silencing charms placed around the room to prevent his cries from disturbing the rest of the house, Walburga was left with little choice but to believe the girl’s reports.

The sleeping baby stirred as Walburga reached a hand into his cot to stroke the soft wisps of black hair coating his head, letting out feeble whimpers as he awoke.

“Here, ma’am, let me. He won’t settle for ages if he properly gets going”

The nursemaid, a young, rough spoken Londoner - a slip of a witch, at barely twenty - attempted to place herself in front of the child’s mother to take over. A grave mistake.

“That won’t be necessary” Walburga said sharply, her hackles raised defensively as she stood firm, guarding the spot directly in front of her child. “I will sit with him for a while. I presume you have some other tasks to be getting on with, in the meantime?”

Having received her dismissal in no uncertain terms, the girl paused for a moment before uttering a stiff “Yes, ma’am” and bobbed the slightest of curtsies before leaving the room. Her attitude teetered on the brink of impertinence, in Walburga’s view. She supposed the silly young witch was feeling a tad put out at having her request for two days’ leave to make the journey to the far east of the city to visit her family for Christmas refused. Surely she knew that such a thing would be out of the question when she accepted the position, Walburga thought to herself as she lifted Sirius out of the cot and into her arms. He let out a sleepy whimper at the movement before settling against her, quietining once more. Of course, there was always the option of hiring a replacement nursemaid for the duration of the girl’s absence, but Walburga had been extremely reluctant to even consider it. She’d scarcely begun to fully trust this one with her infant son’s care.

With the still-sleepy Sirius cradled in her arms, Walburga crossed the room to sit in the armchair in the corner, by the window overlooking the snowy rooftops of London.The baby had taken a few moments to settle once she’d sat down, long enough for Walburga to worry that perhaps she was holding him wrong, upsetting him in some way.

Don’t be absurd, she told herself firmly as she tightened her grip reassuringly. You are his mother. Of course you know how to hold him.

There she sat, in the quiet of the room, the silence broken only by the crackling of the firewood and the child’s occasional sleepy snuffles. This was the only place Walburga found true contentment anymore. Here, alone with her son, in blissful silence.

Until those accused church bells went off, that was.

Walburga felt a wave of anxiousness wash over her as Sirius began to stir again, disturbed by the noise.

“Shh, it’s alright” she tried to reassure him as he let out a little cry, holding him tighter to her. “Go back to sleep”

It took a few moments of persuasion, but at last, he began to quieten and settled against her once more. Walburga breathed a sigh of relief - but still she felt uneasy.

She was not looking forward to the day ahead. Before too long she would have to give up her moment of contentment and, as tradition dictated, depart for Noire House with her husband for the annual Christmas festivities, the main event of the day being the sumptuous feast of a Christmas dinner which the house’s small army of house elves had no doubt been slaving over since the early hours of the morning.

It was an event which Walburga found tedious at the best of times. From the endless parroting of seasonal well-wishes to the slowly-building tension within the room as her father’s jibes at her brother’s lack of a son within his brood became steadily less joking with each glass of wine, the entire day felt like one great charade each year. Feigning the impression of a big, happy family for the sake of the festive occasion, with not one person present ever willing to admit that the entire performance was built on the need to appear as one big, united unit as opposed to any of them being there as a gesture of genuine affection.

They were Blacks, after all. They didn’t do gestures of affection.

But surely, Walburga thought to herself as she stared down at her sleeping son in her arms, she ought not to care about any of that anymore. After four long, painful years, she had at last been granted the greatest of gifts. Her firstborn son and the next heir of the Black dynasty. This Christmas, Walburga Black had greater reason than ever to be filled with festive cheer.

So why, she asked herself as she tightened her hold around her baby, did she feel so wretchedly unhappy?

[misc-obeyme]

Oya CC! Thank you for the Satan drabble! I knew you will write it at some point so I didn't mind the delay, and it came out perfectly, I love it! I also love the answer about writing through multiple characters. It has been what I have been doing in the fic, however I always find myself wanting it to be as realistic as possible regarding dialogue and interactions with MC. I'll look for a way for it to be more easy... Thank you for that little piece with Barb and my favorite tea, I didn't expect it at all and found it delightful ♥

Reading some old pop quizzes I find that the really first ones are... Strange. Like in the angel ones, where Michael gave them all bracelets that purify the heart or whatnot, Lucifer pushed MC at the bed? I never read that kind of interaction on the og or nb storyline. Was a real turnoff to be honest. Assuming that the interaction happened after season 1... Is there a pop quiz you really enjoyed? Personally, from everything I read so far, pearl was the best, I enjoyed it so much purely from all the different things that went on and the little dates with each of the characters. You had so many things sent to you, how about a slice of local goods from here? If you really want I can send holy oil _🐆

Hi there, 🐆 anon!

Ah, I'm glad you liked the drabble! I felt bad about how long it took me to get to it, but I appreciate your patience!!

Yeah, sorry, I know you weren't asking for writing advice, but I tend to just jump right into that lol. Personally I have thoughts about how realistic things really need to be in a fictional story, but let's not get into that or I'll be writing another essay about it. And oh, yeah I just wrote that little snippet 'cause I thought it'd be an easier way to show what I was talking about! I'm glad you liked it~ I tend to default to Barb and since you had just told me your favorite tea flavor, I was like perfect!

I honestly haven't read most of the old OG pop quizzes. I will grind Lonely Devil events for specific cards, but for the most part, I haven't bothered reading them??? It's usually enough for me to try to keep up with the events we got going on!

However, I definitely think they were trying to make Lucifer more aggressive in his pursuit of a sexual relationship with MC in the beginning. I think that's part of why I hated him at first. But then they realized people didn't like it and toned him down in subsequent seasons. So I'm not too surprised an older pop quiz story had him still like that.

I really liked the vampire event in NB. I also really liked the one called A Star for You in the OG. It was the first one they did with spotlights and it was Satan focused. I just thought it was really cute. I also really liked The Great Yokai Parade. I'll have to play the pearl one I think I did, but I don't remember it very well... I was also fond of the TTWF event, I thought it was cute even with some of those outfits lol.

Most of the time, I like the premise of the events. They'll start with interesting ideas, but then they always get resolved in kind of boring ways. They're good at the set up, but not as good at the ending.

And oh I am happy to receive all such things! Holy oil does sound interesting... not sure what I'd do with it though lol.

[writerfae]

Hi! In honor of learning that Aiden loves kids (CALLED IT) I thought I'd tell you about Adél's little brother, Ákos (because I think Aiden would be the kind of babysitter who kids love, but he almost gets lost in the woods with them, and I just want to see him with Ákos).

So, Ákos is 10 years old when the story takes place.

He is really smart and he loves to read. He is always curious. His life's goal seems to be to know everything about everything. He always has to be learning something or else he gets bored and becomes really restless. But the things he learns do not have to be big or exciting. He can just study the pattern on a wall and he'll be good for a few hours.

He is pretty socially inept, due to being raised in a castle all his life. He is really nice, but he asks too many and sometimes unintentionally insensitive questions. This means he doesn't have a lot of friends.

A lot of people find him annoying, and he can be, but it's never intentional. He is a sweet kid.

Unfortunately he is also really naive. Because nothing that bad has ever happened to him, he doesn't know how dangerous a situation can actually get. Combine this with his curious nature and... well curiosity killed the cat, right?(he doesn't die)

He thinks that every person who lives has something cool about them because to him everyone's lives are different and exciting.

But the coolest people are his siblings (including Bendegúz, who is not raleted to them by blood but they knew echother since he was born!)

I want to once again stress that he is really nice and sweet, and when he loves someone he loves them deeply!(sorry, I've been in a lot of fandoms where the kids are called brats and are despised for getting into trouble and I have ptsd)

I feel like I'm forgetting something but I don't know what so for now this is him!

Also, he has a cat mask that Adél made but she gave it to him, and it was practically his safety blanket in the Black swamp, he rarely takes it off, and I think Aiden would adore it.

Also also I think Adél and Maya deserve to have a calming cup of tea together.

Hey there! So I got finally around to answer your ask (again, I’m sorry you had to wait)

Ákos sounds like a good kid! I feel like he’d get along great with Henry since the two seem to have some stuff in common!

I love characters that are curious. And I think it’s really sweet how he seems to be so interested in getting to know people and their stories, I feel like he’s a very empathic person.

If even the smallest things are worth to learn about for a person, that’s always great. Love that Ákos seems to appreciate the little things, too.

You made me curious about his relationship to his siblings! They seem to adore each other (and you know how much I love that). It’s good that he has them, especially since you said he doesn’t have many friends.

It makes lots of sense though, of course growing up within castle walls and being protected makes one less aware of danger and more naive. That’s always the risk if rulers raise their kids like that. But he’ll surely overcome that eventually.

The fact with the cat mask sounds really cute too! In general I think the boy sounds really adorable, he deserves all the love he can get!

I’m sure Aiden would enjoy him too. And you’re right about Aiden babysitting btw. Children love him but he’s also lowkey chaotic (maybe that’s why the kids like him?).

For his niece he is the one and only babysitter (she doesn’t want anyone else). Especially in modern AU they get lots of interaction and have a good relationship. So I think Aiden and Ákos would get along quite well too! He could join their fun babysitter adventures while Adél drinks tea with Maya

As a little bonus, cause I made you wait so much, here’s two snippets showing Aiden’s superb babysitter skills TM

1.

“Hey babe, I was wondering if maybe you’d like to go out?” Talon asked when Aiden answered the phone. “The new movie you wanted to watch is out now.”

“I’d love to, but I can’t today. It’s date night, Henry and Callan are out, so I’m taking care of Celene.” “Oh I see. Stuck babysitting, eh?”

Right on cue, the young girl came running, throwing her arms around Aiden’s legs, looking up to him with big amber eyes.

“Is that your boyfriend, uncle Ad? Can he come over too? Please!”

Aiden laughed. “That’s a good idea, princess. We'll ask him... Hey Tal, why don’t you come over instead and watch a movie with me and Celene?”

“We’re watching Wall-E,” Celene shouted excitedly.

“Yeah we’ll watch Wall-E.” Talon on the other side chuckled. “I don’t know-”

“Come on love,” Aiden interrupted him. “We’re even making dinosaur nuggets.” It was quiet for a while as the other considered the offer.

“Okay,” Talon then answered. “I'll be over in fifteen minutes.”

Aiden smiled triumphantly. “Alright, see you in fifteen minutes then.”

2.

“Aiden, don’t tell me you lost my daughter.”

“I did not lose her, Henry, she’s hiding.”

“But you don’t know where?”

“No, that’s kind of the point of hiding.”

“And the point of babysitting is to have an eye on the baby, you know that right?”

“Of courses I know. But in my defense, she’s very good at hide and seek.”

“...”

“So back to my question, where in your house would you hide if you were a tiny three year old?”

(Bonus bonus: idk if you read it yet but here’s the link to a modern au snippet of Talon and Aiden babysitting Celene and baby Tamlen)

Thank you for sharing more about your characters with me, it’s an honor! ^^

[smooth-goat]

hi robin lol 1, 6, 7, 13, 14, 18 (ik you do but I want to know the answer to the second part), 22, 23, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 35, 36, 37, 42, 43, 49, 50, 51, 58, 61 (out of all of them), 62 and 63 (for a&a), 64 (for ginger tea) 68, 69, 72, 73, 74, 75, 76, 78, 79

so many !! fjdsklaf (ask meme here) i'll put most of the answers under a read more cause its long

1. Do you daydream a lot before you write, or go for it as soon as the ideas strike?

oh i daydream for sure. my fics tend to start as a single paragraph elevator pitch, basically, in my brainstorming document. And i'll daydream and experiment a little at what scenes that would include, what character interactions, different moods and settings—the Vibes. then i can start outlining. even though i can type quickly, my thoughts still move faster, and i feel i need to think things out before i start typing something and forget the other ideas in my head

6. What's the last line you wrote?

"The infant whimpers in the arms of the woman beside the pulpit. Snufkin eyes flick to her for a moment, Moomintroll sees. He adjusts the large scarf across his shoulders. His words stumble, just a little." — from a&a

7. Post a snippet from a wip.

Moomintroll’s paw twitched on the small of Snufkin’s back. Squeezed slightly. Hardly daring, Snufkin pressed his forehead into Moomintroll’s chest, breathing in his scent. Light, at first, and then sinking in. Fresh bread and laundry soap. A tinge of alcohol on his breath.

13. Do you listen to music while you write?  If yes, what have you been listening to recently?

I used to (as in just two years ago) be able to listen to music or have old youtube videos on in the background as I wrote. I wrote about half of "chlorine & corticosteroids", probably, with jenna marbles videos playing in the background. but something changed in my brain and now i need Silence or maybe a looping instrumental song. I like Erik Satie's "Gnossiène no. 3".

14. What is your favorite location and position to write in?

Most often, I write in my room, crouched over or lying on my stomach very babygirl. Favorite though is writing in the patio of my local library. Outdoors, nice weather, free wifi and power outlet. I can have a little beverage and look at trees and birds.

18. Do you enjoy research?  Which fic of yours required the most research?

As we both know, of Course i enjoy research jfdskla the one that required the most was probably "chlorine & corticosteroids" actually. It was the longest fic I had written at the time, so there were more little details I wanted right. Also it was about ulcerative colitis, a condition I don't have, so I wanted to do research to get it right. Medical information, of course, but also forums and reddit threads and tumblr posts by people with UC to get a feel for actual life with it. The experience of being on a low-fiber medical diet, of EDCs relating to fecal incontinence and ileostomy bags. Also also because I set it in Flagstaff, Arizona: a place I have never been to. So I spend a lot of time on google maps looking at different neighborhoods and bus routes and knowing where everything in the city was. I might have spent more time researching a&a, but i think the research for c&c was more necessary. then again, i did read whole books for a&a so. idk.

22. Do you title your fics before, during, or after the writing process?  How do you come up with titles?

already answered !

23. Is writing the beginning, middle, or end of the story easiest? Hardest?

I do this thing, for the beginning of a story (or chapter) that I have the outline establish a few sentences, then start writing what is functionally the second paragraph. And then I can never think of a good first line, so I just make that "second" paragraph into the first. And I feel it usually works? I think it skips the boring little establishing bits and catches interest better. Wrt outlining though and broader plots? I don't really think the beginning, middle, or end is the hardest. I'll have really strong visions for specific scenes, and I just have to figure out how to fill in between them. I guess most of those are in the middle, but the middle is also just the biggest part of the story, so I don't think it's fair to say it's the hardest for that.

25. What’s your favorite part of the writing process (worldbuilding, brainstorming/outlining, writing, editing, etc)?

Worldbuilding can be fun because of all the research, but I feel sometimes I get too in the weeds and lose steam. I try to reign myself in and research as I go when needed. I write my outline and a notable amount of prose all at once, bouncing around a little, and then the outline is simply cannabalized by the prose.  I do that especially with dialogue, where I write most of the actual "script" so to speak on my first pass and then add the tags and pacing sentences after. I think that first pass is the most exciting, where I can see the story change from ideas in my head into a more concrete vision.

26. What’s your least favorite part of the writing process?

when i write and can't immediately think of what joins moments together, i'll fill it in with a placeholder, like [few sentences] or [transition]. sometimes they're more specific, like [back and forth about scheduling] but sometimes i don't have an idea for what goes there. and sometimes filling in those gaps is like pulling teeth

27. What area of writing do you feel strongest in?

mood and tone, i think, are my strongest. the sort of atmosphere and how the air hangs and all that

28. What area of writing do you want to improve in?

I definitely do want to get more comfortable writing sex scenes. I think they're a rich vein of narrative and character and symbolic importance and I want to practice that more. I also want to get better at more complex narratives. All my stories, mostly given their length, have only had the capacity for a single plot, and maybe small threads of others. In a few years, I'd like to be able to write something with definite A and B plots.

29. What’s something about your writing that you’re proud of?

answered here !

30. How much do you edit your fics?  Do you edit as you write or wait until you finish the first draft?

This kind of goes back to the outline turning into the prose. Usually I get a sentence in that's just very plain text what happens, and then I'll go in after and backfill actual prose. And usually I know as I write what spots need reworking, and I'll leave a comment to myself (e.g. "rephrase" or "move to [x] paragraph" or "would he be this direct"). Or it'll simply be a word that I want to run in a thesaurus cause the perfect word isn't coming to me at the moment but I don't want to lose momentum so I just flag it for later. But I don't think I do a lot of editing tbh. Sometimes I read over finished chapters to catch repetitive lines and such, but a lot of big structural editing I do as I write in the outline stage.

35. What’s your favorite fic you’ve posted? (L)

Favorite that I've posted might be "Black Cohosh". I think it was a change in direction into the kind of stuff I really enjoy writing now: a sort of moody, introspective piece weighted with symbolism. Also bees. I also really like "chlorine & corticosteroids" in the sort of same-but-opposite way. It's definitely a modern piece with a modern voice, and I think it has a good tonal balance between the humor and affection of Jesse and Lake becoming close and the weight of Jesse facing his dangerous people-pleasing and Lake's and Tulip's experiences with ableism.

36. What fic are you proudest of? (L) 

Proudest of is definitely a&a. It's the longest thing I've written and the most unapologetic, I think. It took a lot to include the plot points I was nervous about, but I think it was worth it

37. What fic has been the hardest for you to write?

answered here !

42. What’s your favorite title that you’ve come up with?

I think "Sweetpea & Daffodil" is a good title on the floriographic front. "gratitude & please return my affection" really fits the theme of what happens in it, the letters to ones own disabled body which read like two lovers in pain and desperate to make it work. tbh i think my floriographic titles have all been pretty apt, cause these emotions are exactly what the code is built for. Yellow rainflower standing for friendship but also betrayal, undying love but also infidelity. Lavender symbolizing devotion and distrust. I also like "chlorine & corticosteroids" for its contrast, showing the two very different worlds of Jesse and Lake respectively, and seeing them interact.

43. Is there a trope or idea that you’d really like to write but haven’t yet?

Oh I have a wip called "Common Courtesy", focused on Snufkin and Pappa's interactions, where Pappa Does An Ableism and then instead of actually apologizing, builds a ramp to Moominhouse, and is a little Too expectant of praise for it. Getting into infrastructural segregation and Moominpappa's inability to apologize and just. Seeing these two very different but equally stubborn men interact.

49. What fic of yours would you say is the best introduction to you as a writer?

I think "Ginger Tea and Parsley Oil" is a decent introduction to the style and topics that I like to go into. lmao i just read it again and ive definitely gotten better (so much of it feels clunky to me now!) but i think that's a good an entry as any

50. How would you describe your writing style?

A part of my writing style I've put a lot of focus on for years is word choice. There's a sort of emotional depth, I think, that can be found in words that sound a little unnatural. As if each one had a pause before you spoke it. My backburner OC story Ink Blots has a significant portion of dialogue between people speaking in a mutually non-native lingua franca, so there's always this sort of haze of people translating things in their head, how this translation affects how they speak. And I think that's something that I've transferred into my fic writing too. 

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

For sure! tbh i haven't been reading much fic lately, but books I like to read are often different than what I write. I've liked Kurt Vonnegut for many years now, who has a much more blunt style than I do: much shorter word length and simple grammar. And I love Jane Austen, who writes very differently from me in both content (satires about the English landed gentry) and style (quippy dialogue and sometimes meandering prose). I've also enjoyed epistolary novels, like Dracula and Ella Minnow Pea. I've never written epistolary works before, but it seems fun

58. Do you have a favorite piece of figurative language you’ve written?

hard to pick! i use a lot of it fdjaskl i'd say one i like is in a&a chapter 16:

There's a single word sitting in the middle of the table. It's heavy. The wooden legs creak and groan under its weight. Moomintroll fears putting anything else down even a little too roughly will make the table collapse.

i think it's evocative, effective, and i was able to play with it the whole rest of the chapter with characters' interactions with the physical table they were sitting at mirroring their approaches and avoidances of the topic at hand

61. In [all of your fics], what’s your favorite scene that you wrote?

idk about favorite cause that's a tough question, but i really like the scene in "Yellow Rainflower" where Alicia and Snufkin are talking at night about why Snufkin took so long to come back and never even wrote her. I think it was good move into the stuff I like to do now: conversations beginning to put equal or more weight into what is unsaid than what is actually said.

62 .In [acacia & asphodel], is there a deleted scene/idea you wish you could have included? Why did it get cut?

Oh when I was figuring out a&a, I wasn't really sure of its format. Would it be a one-shot series, a single piece, something in between? I have a bunch of little ideas but there are two I am a little sad to see go. One is where Alicia takes in a stray cat, and there's some fun little banter between them over it. But it's one that includes Sisu as a toddler so when I narrowed the scope of the fic to just the pregnancy and Sisu's first few days of life, I had to cut it cause it wouldn't make sense for her to do it then. Another is a sort of scrapped epilogue, where Moomintroll paints Snufkin giving Sisu a bath in the sink. I cut it cause for one just like before it required Sisu to just be a little bit older (though by just a few months), and also it was redundant with the closing chapter I have already. Also it felt a little too neat and tidy, and I wanted a more ambiguous ending that signified another beginning, not something that could read more as a happily-ever-after.

63. What was the hardest part of writing [acacia & asphodel]?

answered here !

64 . If you rewrote [Ginger Tea] now, would you change anything?

I like Parsley Oil as it is alright, but I think I would restructure Meadowsweet. More internal monologue, less verbal monologue. I think there are things that Snufkin would think but not say out loud that I had him say out loud and are just a little Too Vulnerable for him to voice.

68. Are there any fics that influenced you to write the way you do?

I feel like that would be really hard to trace. I've read a lot of fic jfkdlsa I like to read through entire tags of a fandom (a character or ship or another tag), or sometimes the entire fandom's tag on ao3. I think looking at different fandoms though, my writing style is very influenced by Pathologic fics I've read. The symbolism and the moodiness and the weight and the politics are all,I feel, lifted more from those works than a lot of Moomin fics.

69. What are your favorite fics at the moment?

i'm not reading any fics at the moment jfkdsl  favorites that i've had, though, include "Gracilis", "Darling, Oh", "The Little Book of Daffodils", and "Moss". I also really like Weevilo707's Infinity Train fics.

72. What’s your favorite writing compliment you’ve gotten?

I love getting complimented on symbolism, especially when it's something I didn't really notice myself doing. Like when I was doing it, I knew something was meaningful and important and so put it in, but I couldn't articulate how, and then I see someone put all my own thoughts into words. It really reminds me of why I love sharing my writing—I love the collaborate discussion and the enthusiasm with which I can talk to my friends about it.

73. What do you tend to get complimented on the most about your writing?

Often symbolism—especially lately, cause a&a has had a lot of symbolism and narrative parallels, and I love talking about that. I also get compliments on research (of course) and on specific gut-punch lines, often at a chapter's end.

74. Do you have a fic you wish got a bit more love?

answered here !

75. Is there a particular fic that readers gravitated towards that you didn’t expect?

answered here !

76. How do you deal with writing pressure, whether internal or external?

I think the external pressure I face writing is not in regards to writing what gets more attention—I've tried writing it and know it does better but also I know it doesn't feel as rewarding or interesting to write—but in avoiding topics of controversy. Including sex scenes, discussions of sex work and of eugenics and abortion, showing sexual harassment and antisemitism, depicting the common instances of ableism that I'm certain a notable amount of my readers have performed themselves. The controversial stuff, the kind of stuff that gets strangers to rally against you, can be scary to share. Internally, sometimes I do feel pressure to keep to a publishing schedule, feeling like I "owe" readers a regular update. But ultimately, I know that's not true. I'm a regular guy and a pretty busy one at that. Writing a novel for fun and for free? This is something I'll do when I have time and if I treat it too much like another job then I'll lose my love of it.

78. What motivates you during the writing process?

for general writing, the sort of "get-er-done" motivation, I like to get inspired. I read my old stuff, I listen to the playlists that I made, I make amvs in my head. Something that will get me emotionally invested in the art. There's also the motivation wrt the content of what I write, and for that I keep thinking about this anon I got, a disabled person who was really touched by the first sex scene in a&a, saying they hadn't felt represented in a sex scene before. That's just a really poignant thing for me, to be able to make another disabled person feel seen. Stuff like that, hearing from other disabled people, seeing our shared experiences—that's really motivating too, encouraging me to keep writing what I'm writing, because while it might be niche, there's an audience that really cares.

79. Do you have any writing advice you want to share?

One of the biggest things that's helped me is analyzing the writing of other's—stuff you like, stuff that's just not your taste but effective, and stuff that just sucks. Why do certain things work and others not? Where's the line between personal taste and common consensus—and is that line where you feel it should be, and why that? I've loved film analysis, and video essays about films. I think that sort of critical thinking is really helpful for knowing how to construct your writing. (robin ?? suggesting research ??? who could have guessed)

[lyonnns]

Unfortunately what's air'd is all up the the producers - so sometime's you may be caught out of context or even be told you're not "opening up" enough by the other ladies, which, i did get told off for - at the beginning. But I'd like to think i've gotten better this time round; around the time i turned forthy i got outed by 'the new york times' before i ever publicly came out... so i'm still managing to keep some things private at the very least. Oh god; i don't know why i'm suddenly flustered and a little self conscious over you wanting to watch the show - but that i can understand; my son was briefly in a snippet of two episodes and even so i made sure he wasn’t filmed unless he wanted to be ; & I personally think you'd have everyone on the edge of their seat just doing something like grocery shopping; you've got edge, cate and perhaps the brightest personality i've seen, even if that meant just shopping for vegetables.... i think that automatically make's you the best housewife contender....style and talent are the bonus. Oh please ! boring? anti-sexy ? that is by far the biggest lie and i know many would back me up. I kept saying the same thing about being "boring" and worried i wouldn't be on the same level as the other woman, especially since they were younger and louder, but you just never know. I also have to say, always a huge fan of going deeper into topic over drinks, so i'll hold that thought for you...and mental image ⸻ the day you get brave enough to direct or even find the right project, will be a game changing time for cinema; i just need to see a story though the eye's of cate blanchett before i leave this planet. believe me when i tell you i've dabbled; with all the above. I was briefly in a show called "girls" years ago - a newb compared to the modeling and acting you've done, let's say that. but let me turn the table and ask you, could you ever see yourself on the styling and designer side of things ? is this where you tell me you're crafty ? i swear, i still find myself getting emotional whenever i walk past his room at night - but he's at stanford; so it's been hard - but that's entirely sweet, clearly the talent is in the genes ! has your son gotten to work with you yet ? thankfully; everythings civil, we're close for the sake of beckett, but i'm find that still having your ex husband as a best friend is possibly the most admirable, honestly - it's so tough in our worlds, but you both knew it was just a different kind of relationship you needed. I think we can both drink to the failed relationships then, but i'm sorry to hear about the engagement not working...god it;s everything shaking up all of a sudden that turns everything upside down and the idea of starting again ? i know i've met this past lady in your life before at events, so i can't imagine departing like that was at all easy...but cheers to being such a boss in our 50's. See, now i'm even more sold, cause that's very hot ; and the vision of you in those gamer headsets, who knew even that could be glamorous - Beckett was a surprise; and i did have thought's about more - but with my job being so in demand even when he was a baby, one was enough for me. What about you, do you ever imagine a life where there were kid's running around your home ?

It was a strategic movement and I'm glad it worked for you and your business, i bet it's a little terrifying, because it exposes you in a whole new level, doesn't it? —is that even possible? I mean keep some things private with a show like that? you decide what you want to show, and what is not part of the content they can expose? how long have you been doing this show? —I think I have to take a look and see some episodes you have been in to see what you really do in them. The curiosity has grown in me now. I don't know if i could do something like that, I'm so private or I try to be, because as you say, some fans and curious people always will find me and i catch them taking pics of me and my family time to time and it's so annoying, i don't even have social media because i prefer to be as private as i can so a reality show would be too much but i have a huge respect for those who do it. i think you must be so smart and have an state of mind very clear and balanced to deal with all the attention. okay, what are the requirements to be a housewife in this show? i think they would never hire me, i'm so boring and anti sexy or sylish when i am in my character as a mother. —I agree, we can get deeper in that topic with some drinks. Oh! You're being so nice! thank you! Okay, forget what I said, I want you to keep imagining me super stylish and glowing as i run errands and i go to drop and pick my kids from school, just keep that mental image, please! don't ever change it! —I haven't directed yet but it's something I'd like to explore, if i haven't done it yet it's because i'm not brave enough to do it, but i love to find good stories and produce them, sometimes i act in them but most of them, i keep myself behind the project and it's been very satisfying. have you ever thought about acting, modeling or something related to it? or it's just the business world for you? —whenever you need this break from the big city, you must know there's a place in the countryside of London with a beautiful farm and a very attractive female wardrobe waiting for you and i know some good spots to explore there too, you are going to love it. —the college life! i know how bittersweet it is! where is he attending to college? two of my kids have already graduated, my eldest son is producing and making some jobs in the industry too, it's crazy to see them doing their own thing. —I see! and do you have a good relationship with your kid's dad? —well, sometimes I think that success has a price and most of the times is the romantic life! I am divorced too, he is one of my best friends now, then I had another formal relationship that didn't work either, very similar to you, I was engaged to a beautiful lady but it didn't work, i'm glad it happened though, now i'm just being a single mom who makes movies and series. not bad for a woman in her 50s and about your question, yes, I handled a weapon, and I'm so good at it! so you have to see this film, i was never a gamer either but i did this because of my kids, they better like this film or i'm gonna be so upset! i even bought a play station and everything to become a gamer for a while. the things we do for our kids, uh! i have four and i wish i had more, did you ever want more kids?

[crass-and-loses]

Unrequited Love (snippet)

"You know what I want to be? A porn star!" She puckered her lips and put on her red lipstick glittered in stardust.

I don't know why she said that. It was silly, an idea that came from drinking too much beer and smoking too much weed. And yet...

"I would suck dicks for money. Put whip cream on my vagina, I don't know! Sounds fun." Smoke rises on the room that it was clogging my lungs. I had to open the window to let the smell out.

It was night and the sound of police cars and shooting indicated that there's a crime nearby.

"I'll open the window for a while then close it." I said spitting few coughs here and there that needed to be drowned by more liquor.

"What about you?" Her big brown eyes glistened in anticipation, as if asking me if I want to be like her. Well.. she's fun. Blonde, tall, with just enough humor that she's not a bore. She's everything that I want, but she would not want me. I know it.

"I don't know. Sounds unsustainable." I took another sip of alcohol on the glass that we shared. It was smeared by her lipstick and it felt like a kiss. It made me smile a bit but I hid it well. For the ten years we've been together, she never got a clue.

"Come on! That's pretty simple and fun!" She bit her lips teasingly and reached out to grab me back to the hard floor. She snuggled on my shoulder. I was aware of her scent, her cheap perfume that tickled my nostrils, she smelled so good.

"What would happen if we were older then? When our bodies were wrinkled and no boys would want us?" A simple thought, a simple idea.

"By that time we'll be rich! Like sleeping-on bed-full-of-money-rich!" Her hands shot up like a child. Full of wonder and awe.

"It's not simple."

"Then we'll make it!"

"Why are you so insistent on the idea?" I asked, as I reached for her waist and hugged her tight. "Why do you want to be a pornstar?"

"Cause... It's.. a good profession." Now she sounded unsure.

"What's good about it?" I laid my head on the crook of her neck as we fall on the soft mattress on the floor.

"Because there's money... And boys would worship us." Now I know...

I pushed her from the mattress, her body hitting the floor with a thud. Arms spread wide, I took all the space I could and refused to let her lay beside me.

"It's your boyfriend, isn't it?" It was huff that sounded dry. It made her snort, laugh, then she broke into tears just like that. A pretty thing broken by love many times and whom did not learn any lesson at all.

"He found another girl!" Her knees fell down and she became an awful mess of tears and snot.

"Caitlyn! What did I told you? He's a problem!" It sounded merciless but she had to hear it.

Caitlyn just gave me a deer like stare and nimbled on her lips.

Because of too much comfort from the mattress, it was hard to rise. Still, I willed myself and when I sat, I gave her the coldest stare that soon melted when she pounced and hugged me.

"I'm sorry, Regina." She sniffed, tears wetting my smelly hoodie.

My fingers found her beautiful blonde head and gave her a scratch, like the one you would do to a whimpering dog.

"It's fine." I sighed. "I love you, Cait."

"I love you too, Reggy."

I wish you could love me like those boys that left you.

[deimcs]

omggg congrats on your dad getting his vaccine!!

hmmm THOUGHTS ON THE COLONIAL ASSASSINS?

send me “thoughts on __”

for the kenway fest head here ♡

Roll Call time, in this particular group we have: Adéwalé, Mary, Achilles, Shay and Aveline!

When it comes to my man Adéwalé I’ll admit it’s been a hot minute since I replayed Freedom Cry (I plan too, as soon as I’m done with Valhalla dlc and Black Flag) but I’ll say that I love him, as I love every single protagonist in this saga. When I was younger this whole time period wasn’t my favorite, I think I was still mourning Ezio pretty deeply and the shift in the scenario was particularly tough for me ‘cause I obviously associate Italy with home and now I was being thrown in new game mechanics that didn’t make much sense and maps with english and american npcs everywhere. It sounded boring and I kept getting confused so I resented them for a time. But now that I’m older I can recognize that while other settings and games in general are more my taste, the character dynamics in this particular era were all incredible, so intertwined! 

Loved how Adéwalé acted as a very three dimensional character even while he was by Edward’s side, I still think his friendship was fundamental for him. Adéwalé often acts like the voice of conscience but he also deeply respected Edward, even when he was making a total fool of himself. That’s friendship babey. ♥ His own experience with slavery and liberation is powerful and inspiring. I’m just sad he ultimately had to fall by Shay’s blade. Again, loved how everything is connected but the thought still makes me sad.

Mary is just iconic. She’s the moment. She’s the legend. One of the most interesting historical figures we have seen so far. I absolutely love her interactions with Edward. I never shipped them honestly, they work so much better off as friends, the teasing, the cameradie, the genuine concern and frustration made them both so human! How she subtlety swerved him into giving the Assassin’s a chance. And advocated for them to give him one too. At one specific point in time she was literally the only person to believe in him when he was hitting rock bottom and that’s so important. Her whole story is cool  but that’s just who she was, a tragic ending for an incredibly bright character.

I have conflicting feelings towards Achilles. Didn’t know really what to think during AC3, kinda hated him during Rogue but that was the point right? To show a broken man, what kind of beast grief is, how it poison both the heart and the mind. It was clever of them to show someone like him among the Assassin’s ranks. Reminded us all that we’re not talking about good or evil, black or white. Everyone walks in between those grey lines and sometimes they fall. By the time he takes Connor in, he’s old and he’s burdened with too many regrets. I do believe he loved him and I hope he found peace in trying to atone what he did to Shay.

Shay was an enigma. Before playing Rogue for the first time I didn’t know what to expect. This game punches you in the gut and throws you face first in the mud. I can bet anything, no one would ever expect to like this man the way you end up liking him in the end. I need to replay Rogue too, to refresh my memory properly but holy shit, I’m so fond of him. You can actually feel what he feels during this entire ordeal and I can’t actually blame him for anything? His actions were more than justified, his whole world crumbled beneath his feet and he had to live with the knowledge all of this could have been prevented if not for the secrets his mentor and his friends purposefully kept from him. It’s a betrayal that goes deeper than factions, he was literally stripped of his identity and had to start anew. That took courage and that took strength. It pains me to remember he was the one to kill both Adéwalé and Arno’s father but at the same time, they really make it so impossible to hate him. What the Templars showed him was a distilled version of what he lost and was desperately trying to find again: belonging.

Aveline. Aveline my girl, my actual daughter, wonderful angel. I love her, pure and simple. She’s funny, she’s witty, she’s dedicated, she’s strong. I want 3 games with just her and Connor making the States an actual better place. She’s so independent and it’s sad to think that is because she lost her mother so young and her mentor seemed more bent to antagonize her than anything else. I love how resourceful she is, if one pays attention it’s easy to notice she’s almost always the one to come up with plans and strategies, that’s not an easy skill. The doubts she had towards the Brotherhood were just the result of something she couldn’t control, she deserved better than to be treated like a novice just because she refused to take anyone else’s word as a dogma. Her dedication to the slaves is commendable and she too, like Connor, like Adéwalé she is more than just a character. Their struggles will never be “just” personal. Finally, I’m obsessed with the last plot twist she pulls on Madelaine. When the credits first rolled my jaw dropped but then BAM, the power that she has, the intelligence, the international implication. Absolute legend. 

[ravenadottir]

They could've write something else, like maybe a fun challenges (mean tweet or baby challenge are mention a lot), or just let mc talk to her family/friends. It just feel more real yk. But no, they'd rather turn this dating simulation game into some cringy game. Sorry for venting to your inbox, Vena. I'd rather have birdy talk with Islanders than this cringy sht. They reference 'big daddy' later when MC do bits with her partner.

“i would rather have birdy talk” 💀💀💀

don’t apologize for venting anon! i'm here for it, let it out. let it out.

you see, fusebox sometimes (all the times) confuses me so much. isn't the game based off a FUCKING REAL SHOW? 

there are SO MANY CHALLENGES to write about, so many storylines we've seen. it's not like there's only love island the show in the uk, it's everywhere! there's love island in greece for fuck's sake (and i say that with the utmost surprise)!

i don't get it. it seems like they don't watch the show, or stopped after a while, 'cause yeah, sure, i wouldn't put past the show having a musical, but like... g-zus.

here's a list of things that exist or i just thought of them and still want to see on love island:

challenges

go in blind. the boys line up and receive a kiss from the girls, grading that kiss from 0 to 10. the girl with the biggest score wins and gets to choose someone for the hideaway.

past bingo. they read stuff and have to guess which islander did said thing (similar to s3's challenge) but they mark down on the bingo card. the winner couple will have a special dinner on the roof terrace.

transformation. the boys line up and choose numbers on their individual panels. each number is a makeup product and the girls have only 30 seconds on the clock to apply. the prettiest boy gets a bottle of bubbly and the right to choose someone to spend the sunset in the tub with him. this challenge comes right after a bombshell arrives.

miss/mr. love island contest. same as s2's but with the girls or boys, it depends on whether your mc is a boy or girl. the winner gets a call from a family member/friend back home and we get to have a full scoop on how their home life is.

music bingo. there's a snippet of lyrics on the screen and you have to guess the name of the song, with a 5-second-timer. winner gets a to choose the theme of the next day's party.

disaster recoupling, except this time the islander who steals mc has arrived the day before and is a lovely person (also the type of person you say is your favorite on day 1).

thunderstorm, this is an original idea. an event with 10-12 people arriving in the villa all at once. i came up with this because of the possibility of male!mc in the game, along with them possibly being bi. this way it doesn’t matter if your mc is male or female, they have access to people regardless. roughly half of them are endgame (the others being either kind of douchy or lame).

there’s just so much that can be done with this bloody game and they insist on the nonsense storylines that are so damn boring!! either that or they just have islanders in there as tchotchkes, like hazeem and kelly. or oliver who came in super late.

[hugmekenobi]

20 questions for fic writers!

Thanks for the tag @notgonnaedit

I'm also not on A03 so I'll be changing it to Tumblr and some of the answers are going to be pretty boring. Sorry in advance!

How many works do you have on Ao3 [Tumblr]?

Two Star Wars series: An Obi Wan series and a Bad Batch series

2. What's your total Ao3 [Tumblr] word count?

Truly have no clue, word counts vary drastically lol

3. What fandoms do you write for? 

Star Wars is my main- and as of right now- the only fandom I create for and I love writing for it!

4. What are your top five fics by kudos [votes]?

So sorry but I truly have no idea

5. Do you respond to comments?

Every one! They keep me alive and motivated!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Nothing I hate more than an unhappy ending, but that being said, writing the end of the S2 Bad Batch fic and keeping it canonical was pretty angsty

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Currently, it's from Strength, but I feel like that's going to change as I reach the end of my Bad Batch stuff

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not yet lol or nothing that felt like genuine hate

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I do but it's never super explicit cause I struggle to write certain words so I gotta go heavy on insinuations instead.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

No, I don't

11. Which fic are you proud of but wish had gotten a bigger response from your readers?

The responses I've received have felt pretty fitting. I'm just grateful for anything lol

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I don't believe so

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nope, I've shared ideas with some other writers but I'm open to the idea!

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

I cannot pick just one lol. Pretty much every Star Wars ship is up there and I'm annoyed because I know there are more from other fandoms but I'm totally blanking rn

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

My Din Djarin x reader series. It was my very first stab at making a continuous story but I second guessed it and S3 of the show disappointed me so I'm not sure if I'll revisit it for quite a while

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue and characterisations

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Writing descriptively and emotions, there are wonderful people on here that do that stuff so well and I envy that ability

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Only ever used small snippets of M'andoa but my linguistics skills are not great. If someone was there to help, I'd be open to it

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Star Wars

20. Favorite fic you've written?

My Bad Batch series, especially the post S2 oneshots

tagging: Anyone that sees and wants to participate!

20 questions for fic writers!

was originally tagged by @royallykt thanks!

Since im not on Ao3, I will be changing those questions to Wattpad

How many works do you have on Ao3 [Wattpad]?

Fourteen. Nine Ninjago, Three Star Wars, One Linked Universe, and an Art Book

2. What's your total Ao3 [Wattpad] word count?

Honestly? Too many to count. I have a single chapter that's over 11k words

3. What fandoms do you write for? 

Ninjago, The Legend of Zelda, and Star Wars. Right now I'm in a huge Bad Batch phase so it's the only thing I've been writing for lately

4. What are your top five fics by kudos [votes]?

1/The Mandalorian (OC insert)

2/November Rain (Ninjago Movie reader insert)

3/Healer's Hands (Bad Batch OC insert)

4/The Bad Batch: Healer's Heart (OC insert)

5/My Art (Art Book)

5. Do you respond to comments?

Absolutely, yes! Reading comments makes my day! (It's also half my motivation)

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Hmm, that's a tough one. I don't usually write angsty endings, so I'll probably have to go with Possession: Charlie's Story

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

WasProbably Healer's Hands. Most my fics have happy endings, but considering what happened through out it, it has the happiest ending

8. Do you get hate on fics?

No. So far the only thing was people perferring a different color than the one i chose

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I don't read or write smut. If there's a smutty part in a book I really enjoy then I'll just skip over it.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I don't write crossovers. I personally don't like them, even if it's an X-Men/Avengers crossover, and those are in the same universe!

11. Which fic are you proud of but wish had gotten a bigger response from your readers?

My entire Ninjago series. It's gotten a few votes, but no one really comments

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not that I'm aware of

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I've bounced some ideas off of fellow writers, but nothing official

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

Oof this is a tough one. I really love Tech and Phee, but then there's also Pixal and Zane, Jay and Nya, and a few others. Right now, I'd probably say it's Gambit and Rogue in X-Men '97. It's so heartbreaking and sad but it's so good.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Probably Healer's Family–Modern AU. It's definitely something I want to write, but probably not until I finish my OG series

16. What are your writing strengths?

Writing how a character feels and how it changes the world around them. I also enjoy multiple povs.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Ending sentences. I dont care if its switching to another pov, ending a chapter, or ending a book. I hate that last sentence almost every time

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

The only other language I've written in is little snippets of Mando'a here and there, so as long as there's a translation I don't mind

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Ninjago, but I've been making OCs and AUs since before I knew what those are. I was very little. For TMNT 2012 especially

20. Favorite fic you've written?

Healer's Hands. It's the first one I've written with an OG backstory and a completely orginal plot with canon characters. I'm very proud of it and it has my favorite OC

tagging; @the-ninjago-historian @bibliophilesince2003 @hugmekenobi @awkward-tension-art

[legolasghosty]

excuse me while i send you a million questions from that ask game 😂 but.... 2, 4, 5, 7, 8, 23, 29, 37 and 38!

Hiiiii babe!!!!! No excuse needed, I love the million questions!

2 - Is there a trope you’ve yet to try your hand at, but really want to?

Answered here, but I'll add another one cause why not. I don't think I've ever actually written a kid fic, either where one of the canon characters is a much younger child than they are in canon and it's about their childhood, or where you have canon characters becoming parents. I've thought about various versions of it a fair amount with various characters, but I've never really messed with anyone's age more than a few years in either direction. Willex would be great parents though, just saying...

4 - How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Care to share one of them?

Uhhhhh.... a lot? I don't have a ton of writing time at the moment, so the ideas are just building up in my head. There's at least half a dozen, probably more, in various stages of planning and daydreaming and being written.

One that I'm in the process of setting up is actually a response to a prompt you sent me like two weeks ago. Basically, Willex goes on an ice skating date. Neither has done it before, but both assume the other will be great at it, since they both dance and Willie is almost never without his beloved skateboard. Spoiler alert, they are both awful at it. Chaos and flirting and falling and probably a lot of hot chocolate ensues.

5 - Share one of your strengths.

None of the above.

Kidding, don't kill me please! Uhhh, I guess I'm alright at domestic fluff? Like, just the blurbos hanging out and doing boring life stuff together and loving each other. I really like some good domestic fluff, and I've been informed that I am decent at making it too, which is cool!

7 - Share a snippet from one of your favorite pieces of prose you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

Stop making me say nice things about myself! Okay, answered here, but I guess you'll yell at me if I don't do another one so...

There were many things that were hard about being on tour. The long hours on the bus, for example. Or the fact that he couldn't just leave when Luke got too loud, or wail on his drums whenever he wanted, due to them being packed away between locations. But he loved touring with Julie and the boys. And he loved that Willie was able to come with them. Because it meant that he could do the things he loved, with the people he loved, all the time. They'd had to wait a couple of years after forming the band and Julie's Magical Hug of Destiny to go very far from LA since Julie had to finish high school, but they were finally doing it! And it was amazing!

Except when it wasn't. Except on days like this when Alex just didn't have the energy for anything beyond the basic necessities. And, unfortunately for him, his body and brain didn't count showering as a 'necessity’. It wasn't that he didn't like showering, or that he didn't feel sweaty and dirty, despite still definitely being partially a ghost. No, there was just something about showering, specifically in unfamiliar places, that freaked his brain out. And, because of the tour, Alex was always in an unfamiliar place.

This is from the first proper fic I ever published(Read it here). It was basically just a projection fic to get me through a rough patch, but I think it actually turned out okay and it holds a special place in my heart as the first thing I posted.

8 - Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

Do I have tooooooo?

Then Willie turned around and Alex’s gaze fixed on his face. The conflicted wave of emotions from before seemed to have simplified into just two: excitement and fear. “What do you think?” they asked softly, chewing nervously on their lower lip.

Alex was across the room in an instant, pausing for a beat to wait for Willie’s nod before resting his hands on their biceps. “Willie, you look incredible! ” he stated quietly. “I’m pretty sure half of my brain isn’t even working right now with how good you look. How do you feel?”

Willie chuckled and stepped forward, leaning into Alex’s chest. “I feel good,” he whispered as Alex pulled him close. “I really like it.”

“I’m glad,” Alex murmured. “I really like it too.”

Willie pulled away suddenly, grinning as he threw his arms out and spun around in a circle, the black fabric flying out around him. “It’s so swishy!” they exclaimed, giggling.

I guess this? It's from a fic called It's New, It Looks Good On You that I published a few months back, in which Alex gets Willie their first skirt. I guess I just like how comfortable they feel around each other, even in a pretty vulnerable situation. Healthy relationships, my beloved!

23 - If you were to revise one of your older fics from start to finish, which would it be and why?

Oh gosh, well none of my stuff is really that old. I only started actually writing early last summer. I guess... Okay, I didn't post I'll Be Here, I'll Hold You Through It till like six months ago, but I wrote it over a year ago now. It was basically written in a late night fit of anxiety and seriously needing a hug, and I feel like it isn't that good. I mostly posted it out of nostalgia and because I wanted to post something. I kinda feel like I could do better with the material now and it would be a better fic.

29 - If you could write the sequel (or prequel) to any fic out there not written by yourself, which would you choose?

Oh gosh, I wouldn't dare touch most of my favorite fics with a ten foot pole, I'd wreck them. But... there's some thoughts lurking in my ideas doc about a prequel to Girl Crush by the lovely @valiantlyweepingdreamer, giving the story of one of the couples that is already together in the main fic. I have no idea if I'll ever actually get around to writing it, but we discussed ideas for a while back in November I think.

37 - Talk about your current wips.

Oh you're gonna regret asking that one, I could ramble about my wips for hours. I'll try and keep it short here, and expand on the Willex ice skating fic I mentioned above. (No I haven't actually started writing it, shut up!)

The date is Alex's idea, cause Reggie and Luke were teasing him and Willie about how they never go on 'proper dates'(Hey, who needs to stay legal when you're invisible, and they have the best cuddle dates). So Alex googles a list of date ideas and is like, "Oh, ice skating, I bet Willie will be good at that." So they go(invisibly), snag a couple pairs of skates from the rental booth(They can put them back later, it's not like they're gonna leave germs on them or something, Alex!), and go out on the ice... only for Alex to immediately fall. Willie laughs and tries to help him up, only to lose his balance and fall too.

They kinda sort it out eventually, but they never get off the wall without hanging onto each other's hands for dear life. Afterwords, they poof back to the Molina's and make hot chocolate, because what is ice skating without hot chocolate?

38 - Talk about a review that made your day.

Okay, this was just on a doc I sent to a friend(after many conversations about said fic and me tinkering with it for literal months despite being under 1k long), but their response was so sweet!!!

"i have something to say i think this might be one of my favourite things i've read from you, if not the favourite it's so good for one because i love kissing in any way shape or form, highest form of expression of love for me, but also because it's written just so beautifully, it's lyrical almost, the images, the phrases, the language metaphor, it's great!! i love it so much"

(^Copied from our DMs)

It was just so sweet and it totally made my day and while I have no idea if that fic will ever see the light of day(literally, cause I only ever seem to be able to work on it at night...), it just makes me really happy that someone else loves it so much! I love that fic, I'm just also terrified of it so... yeah. Anyways, I won't tag them cause I don't wanna be annoying, but if you see this, you know what I'm talking about and I love you!!!!!

[pheita]

Happy STS! Do you have a favorite chapter of your current wip, and if so, why? (Bonus points if you share a snippet!)

Well, for Sojan it is sometimes hard to say, but one of my favorite moments is when Arritit and Sojan inform the whole gang what is going on while on their quest to stop their father and Lyran is just this incredible stupid one again, who sometimes only hears what he wants to hear, but it also sets up so much for the future, especially about Lyran being half-demon and why he is so strong despite being only a half-demon. Even if it would't be for another 10 1/2 years from that moment until Lyran realizes what he is.

For "No Rest for the Wicked" it is also tough because there are a lot fo scenes I love, but I really really love the moment Sam and Feena finally admit their feelings after dancing around each other for weeks. It is so boring in the end, no big confessions or such, but it fits them. So snippets of both under the cut

For "Blood Night"

After everyone had eaten and before everyone could seek diversion for the evening, Arritit had invited the group to her room. Spread out on the beds and the stools, everyone sat together and looked at her seriously. "As you can imagine, Elaven and I have found out a few more things, which is why we are all here." "So go ahead, pull our teeth without anesthesia…" sighed Yunadeldi from her bed. "Dwarves and their drama," Dessielle laughed from beside her, "But she's right. Make it quick and painless." "As you wish," Arritit gave a short laugh, "Our father, Akamratit, is not simply trying to subjugate this dimension this time, he apparently wants to invade all known dimensions and rise to be the ruler of everything. To do this, he has set up these devices we found in Lagawood in several places and completely contaminated the magical mother lode leading from Cithrelnym to Wealmoore with this experiment." "Where did you get the certainty?" inquired Lyran thoughtfully. He had pen and notebook with him and was writing along. Sojan took it upon himself to find out what Lyran was jotting down as soon as they broke up the meeting. "I magically searched half the city today. There's this weird dark energy rising from every well, which means the entire water supply is contaminated." Elaven looked to Sojan with slightly narrowed eyes. "You're getting stronger from it too, aren't you?" "Unfortunately, yes. Once we get to Rochekirk, we'll have to stay a little longer. I'll have to have a shaman adjust the bracelets to the new situation." "And what does that mean for us?" Yunadeldi's concern was not unfounded, Sojan was as aware of that as Arritit. "As far as we saw in Lagawood, it will only cause some magic and sacred artifacts to cause you pain, but you don't have to worry about suddenly going through a transformation or anything. We have another problem for that," Arritit continued. Her gaze lingered on Lyran, who was in the process of writing more notes. The rest of the group looked from her to him until he looked up, a little confused. "What is it?" Sojan gently took the writing utensil from him and looked at him seriously. "When you lent Arritit your magic…" "Yes?" "There were some things a little strange." The confusion grew stronger on Lyran's face, then all at once he started laughing. "Oh, now I understand. Yes, I have elves in my ancestry, and I mean the one grandfather was orc?" The relieved exhale didn't just come from Sojan. A sideways glance showed him that Elaven was also holding his breath tensely. "That's good that you know about it. But unfortunately, it puts you in danger," Arritit took over. She stood in front of him and then crouched down. "I already am anyway." "No, you don't understand. To get to the other dimensions, it takes someone from there, or a descendant of those people. Father is looking for someone who can open as many gates as possible at once." Sojan thought at first that Lyran was going to crack a joke, the way he took a breath and opened his mouth, but nothing came. Instead, Lyran fixed Arritit. "You said I have magic?" "I did." "You will have to help Sojan control his." "You're right about that, too." Lyran looked briefly at Sojan, then slid forward a little. Urgently, he looked at Arritit. "Then teach me to use my magic."

And for "No Rest for the Wicked"

The evening was the most depressing since Sam had met Feena and that already included the dinner at the very beginning, where she had told him how sick she was. When he came to the penthouse, she was already sitting on the sofa, her legs pulled up and only in sleeping clothes. A box of chocolates in front of her and watching a movie. Only briefly, she said hello when he came in. He needed space himself to think about the conversation with Michael in peace. Basically, he knew his brother was right. They only ever had a short time with the people they loved, in the end it was what he made of it that counted. Still, his thoughts kept going back to Malekay. Sam didn't know if he could dare love when his brother thirsted for blood. The hot tub could only relax his body, but not his mind. Through the half-closed door, he heard parts of the movie Feena was watching. So he also heard when she changed to music. A smirk was the only thing he could manage when he realized that she used music as an outlet for her emotions just like he did, only that she only listened to music where he was making music. He was all the more surprised when he heard her singing along. It wasn't loud, and he had to strain, but she was clearly singing along. As quiet as it could be when lying in the tub, Sam listened to her singing or much more to what songs she was listening to. He knew Anna would already say to the mix of "Can't take my eyes off of you" to "Wicked Game" followed by "Total Eclipse of the Heart" it would be highly emotional and manic, but on the other hand she was even more sensitive to others emotions than he was. With a delay, he realized what the songs had in common. "You've got to be kidding me," he slapped his forehead. As quickly as he could, he got out of the tub, dried off, and walked into the living room with only a towel around his waist. Feena was still sitting on the sofa, still singing along quietly while doing something on her cell phone. Sam walked around and calmly took the phone out of her hand before pulling her up. "What's wrong?" "We're both the biggest idiots in this planet, I'm afraid." "That's a very big title." He noticed how she tried not to look directly at him and smirked. "Feena?" "Yes?" she breathed in a panic. "I'm afraid we're very similar in, of all things, the thing that's making life difficult for us right now. We've both built walls around ourselves for fear of being hurt again. You're more sensitive than you're showing, and I'm sorry I'm such a self-absorbed stubborn person to see that." "Sam…." He put a finger to her mouth with a pleading look. "I'm trying to apologize." "For what?" "I need to apologize for not saying how much I love you much sooner. I was too busy protecting you that I forgot the most important thing, and I'm sorry." She squinted her eyes and pushed his hand aside before taking a deep breath. "You really are an idiot." "You got that right." "Let me finish," she admonished him, "You are an idiot. But I'm no better. You're right, I'm afraid of getting hurt again. The last man I loved just decided at some point that I wasn't worth his time as sick as I am. My whole environment constantly made me feel like I was only worth half because of who I am. But you…. You are different. You care. And that scared the shit out of me. If anyone needs to apologize, it's me for accusing you of being like the others so often, for wanting to push you away over and over again, and for being a coward. I…" With growing unease, Sam listened to her words. "Yes?" She rolled her eyes. Before he realized what was happening, Feena had embraced him and pressed her lips to his. It lasted no more than a second, but for Sam it was a small eternity of happiness. Laughing, they fell into the sofa. "You're lousy with words," he teased her, "But just look at us." "We're miserable idiots." "But you're my idiot"

[khaleesiofalicante]

OK I GOT 5 HOURS OF SLEEP LAST NIGHT WHICH IS PRETTY OK IG (I did stay up to read the fic-) BOTH MY TESTS WENT LIKE SHIT, I HAD AN ANXIETY ATTACK IN PROGRAMMING CLASS BECAUSE BY TEACHER IS A LITTLE SHIT WHO KEPT ON YELLING AT ME WHEN I DIDN'T UNDERSTAND SOMETHING AND I SPENT LUNCH ALONE BUT AT LEAST NOW IM ALONE WITH MY LAPTOP SO YAYAYAYYA

first of all, this chapter right here is my comfort chapter from now on. i said what i said. I will be rereading it again and again just because i can. it was PERFECTION

here's me going crazy at 2 am yesterday.

MAGNUS' CHAPTER

LET'S GO LET'S GO LET'S GO

AHHHHHHH IT'S THEIR ANNIVERSARY

SCREAM

oh

alec shaved his beard because it made him look older

RAFAEL WAS SO UPSET AFTER THE MEXICO ATTACK BECAUSE OF ANJALI RIGHT??

magnus and alec are the oblivious parents istg

“Are you decent?” Max yelled. “I don’t want to be traumatized again.”

“Hey! We agreed not to talk about that!” Alec yelled back.

Im not even surprised at this point

“Happy anniversary, bapa!” Rafael kissed him on the cheek and handed him the flowers.

“Where are my flowers?” Alec asked.

Rafael plucked a rose from the bouquet and threw it at Alec. “Here you go.”

“Thanks, son,” Alec mumbled.

IM WHEEZING

DAVID BAKES

“David made it,” Max said shyly. "

Oh,” Alec replied and then shrugged. “Well, the icing could be a little sweeter I think.”

Ever since Max started dating, Alec had become incredibly protective. Alec liked David of course – it was impossible to find someone who didn’t. But that didn’t mean Alec approved.

And it didn’t help that the blond boy was absolutely terrified of Alec.

ALEC STOP TEASING HIM

THE BOY IS ALREADY SCARED

“I don’t know,” Alec analysed the card. “David used too much glitter.”

“Since when do you have a problem with excessive glitter?” Max demanded.

ALEC

“I didn’t use him!” Max huffed. “He was thoroughly compensated for his efforts!”

“Compensated how?” Alec asked.

“Uh,” Max said. “With donuts.”

when i saw donuts i immediately thought of rose and luisa from jtv

iykyk

but should i continue the show? i got tired of jane continuously embarrasing herself

“You expect us to follow rules?” Alec asked in surprise. “In our own home? On our anniversary?”

The warlock boy grinned wickedly before leaning close to Alec.

“You better do it, or I will tell everyone about your secret,” Max whispered.

Alec blinked at that.

the secret...

I DONT LIKE HOW MANY THINGS POPPED INTO MY HEAD

is highschool musical that bad? i havent watched it. should i?

what if i cried

i just wanna hug alec??? but i cant say it'll be ok because it wont

“Is that why you are not attending?” Magnus grinned at his friend. “Or is it because you are terrified of Georgia?”

“That child is the reincarnation of Christopher Lightwood!” Ragnor complained. “I heard she made explosives out of demon ichor! Who makes explosions out of demon ichor?”

RAGNOR IS PROBABLY GETTING FLASHBACKS

THESE STUPID FUCKING BITCHES

how tf do you think we have survived huh??

medicine that's how

vaccines, anti biotics and what not

stop being close-minded and fucking do it

ok i know the risk is great

BUT OTHERWISE THEY ALL DIE

it was different for warlocks. The Shadow World was their universe. The nephilim kept it safe. At one point in their lives, they had learned to coexist with them, out of necessity and out of obligation.

And now here they were – working together in the name of friendship and love.

how things change...

what

say what

the causes are what

ok let's not jump to conclusions

im fucking crying wtf

alec doesnt deserve this shit

all he's done is make the world a better place

hes worked so hard on this

RAZIEL CAN GO FUCK HIMSELF

what am i supposed to say to my parents if one of them comes to check on me and im sitting here crying at 2 am

He didn’t want to believe in a reality that would punish Alec. Alec who only wanted to do what is good and right.

Alec was who was losing his hope and strength every passing day. Alec who was struggling. Alec who was turning to desperate measures to cope with all the stress.

please alec

no please

THE ANGELS ARE BITCHES

Because if Magnus found out Raziel was the one causing all this pain for Alec, he would march up to heaven and set the bastard on fire himself.

AND I'LL GO WITH HIM

KNEW THE SPY WAS LIVVY

AWW RAGNOR LIKES SELENA THATS SO SWEET

blue and gold

STOP IT IM CRYING AGAIN

The shadowhunter was a good influence on him. Magnus hoped Alec would see it sooner rather than later.

HUH

HUHU

HUH

omg

GIGI GETTING A SIBLING

“Max isn’t allowed to do a lot of things,” Magnus chuckled. “But he does them anyway.”

thats my boi

GASP

]THE NECKLACE

rafael is growing into the consul voice

they grow up so fast

nope nope he's still the little 5 year old

voice cracking what do you mean he's 20

im glad hes happy with mila. or is he...?

Magnus had deduced as much. Alec lived in his beautifully oblivious world. But Magnus noticed.

He noticed the hickeys. He noticed the late-night visits. He noticed the tense phone calls.

well thank god there's at least one non-oblivious person (alec i love you so much but you are very very oblivious)

“What’s stopping you then?” Magnus asked.

"2554 miles,” Rafael chuckled sadly.

me with all my online friends

probably more miles

Magnus tried to do the math but promptly gave up.

me

But Alec did lie though. Magnus pushed the thought away.

NOT NOW

LET ME LIVE IN PEACEFUL OBLIVION

HUSH

“Except melt it?” Rafael chuckled.

“Yes,” Magnus chuckled back. “As you can see, the bar is extremely low in the Lightwood family.”

AHHIUCCDSKUHDCV

i have no clue what the words describing the outfit are

time to google

OK PRETTY

Fifteen years. Fifteen years of loving and Alec still made his heart stutter.

dont do this to me right now I WILL CRY

“What the hell?” Max exclaimed. “Why are you all dressed up?”

“In case you haven’t noticed, it’s my anniversary,” Alec chuckled.

Max-

Fifteen years. Fifteen years and Magnus still took Alec’s breath away.

HJCSDHJBJDHSGCDYGJVVC JHVDFYMJ

it's not funny MY EYES ARE WATERING

“Bapak is a good looking one in the family,” Rafael pointed out. “You are the chaotic one and I am the smart one.”

“What am I then?” Alec asked dryly. “A sack of potatoes?”

“You’re the sexy one,” Magnus grinned. “A sexy sack of potatoes.”

yes.

Alec grinned back and leaned forward. Magnus put his hands around Alec’s neck and kissed him. He kissed Alec with all the love he had inside his heart.

Just like the first time. Just like the hundredth time. Just like the thousandth time.

Because with Alec, every kiss mattered. Every single one.

muffled sob

“Stop making out, oh my god!” Max groaned.

Magnus sensed a pillow coming their way but Rafael caught it before it hit them.

“Max, stop!” Rafael scolded. “You will wrinkle dad’s suit and ruin bapak’s hair! I spent hours ironing both!”

why is max me when i see people display affection in front of me

ALSO RAFAEL HKUIUIDCSKIHUDFVHJDFVHU

“They are here,” Rafael said. “You two better look exactly the way you did when I left with Max or I will raise hell.”

IM SCREAMING

Selena was wearing a blue crop top with the words “MIND YOUR OWN UTEREUS” written in gold.

i need that top

DAVID'S SHIRT IS THE COLOR OF MAX'S MAGIC

AHH ISABELLE DOESNT KNOW SHE'S PREGNANT YET

The argument of “who gave the best gift” had started when Jace and Izzy had gotten drunk on vodka. It didn’t help that Alec had gotten drunk as well. All three Lightwood siblings had then proceeded to have an argument about who had the best spouse. The whole night had been drunken chaos. Magnus, Clary and Simon had let them have it since the Lightwood siblings had a tendency to carry the world on their shoulders even when nobody asked them. They rarely ever let loose ever since their worlds had plunged into sickness and demon attacks. Especially Alec. So, Magnus had let his husband be that 18-year-old boy again. The boy who got drunk and fought with his siblings and sang songs about Magnus’ pretty eyes.

OH MY GOD THE CHAOS

Georgia considered that. “I’m not allowed to melt it, right?”

“No,” they all replied in chorus.

LET GIGI MELT IT

SELENA IM SO PROUD OF YOU

“Dad,” Max said. “Can you keep a picture of me wearing this necklace in your office?”

“Why?” Rafael asked.

“I think it will piss off the boomers,” Max giggled.

“Nice!” Lexi grinned. “A downworlder wearing a shadowhunter heirloom? They will lose their heads. Uncle Alec, you must do it.”

“I will do you one better. I will hang a tapestry,” Alec chuckled.

YASSS I CANT WAIT FOR THE SHADOWHUNTERS TO BE PISSED

AWW THEY DIDNT KNOW THE NECKLACE USED TO BELONG TO MAGNUS

he actually gave to camille first-

Why couldn’t this boy just cause chaos during his travel year like the rest of them? Why did he actually study and do his research as recommended?

why would you NOT study and research during your travel year????

oh shit

well well well

david bby stfu

i love you but pls stop speaking for all our sakes

“Holy shit,” Max said. “It is expensive then!”

“Don’t pawn the ruby!” Rafael warned.

MAX NO-

OH THE STONE COMES FROM EDOM

oh no

pls dont fight

oh so i was wrong about magus confronting him from that snippet

all you need to know is im sobbing right now and grammarly is the only thing making this coherent

dont mind me just

NO I FORGOT ABOUT MAX AND DAVID

GET BACK IN THE ROOM YOU IDIOTS

don't do this to me at 3 am

OK THE DILF PART

thank you for adding light into my life again

(me while editing this: today really isn't my day huh? i just slipped in rainwater outside my balcony because I heard rain and ran there. now my knee and back hurt and I think I sprained (?) my toe-

ANYWAY

wait im gonna go check out the rain and then continue editing this

ok i got bored of the rain)

that made me laugh through my tears

“Objectively good looking?” Jace snorted. “Excuse you, but my parabatai is smoking hot! He is a freaking prize, okay? If we had a magazine for hot shadowhunters, you would be on the cover page. Every single issue.”

“Okay, that’s enough!” Alec interrupted. “Magnus, are you happy? Now all my friends have told me I am pretty.”

“I said smoking hot,” Jace corrected.

“We are not being biased,” Clary pointed out. “It is the general consensus, Alec.”

“It’s true,” Lexi said. “So many people have asked me for your number, Uncle Alec. And I would have given it to them if I wasn’t worried about being turned into a marshmallow.”

LEXI DUHDUGHUDFCUHKVDFUIKFDU

“Dad, I don’t know why you are so worried,” Max said in a bored tone. “You’re a told DILF.”

David choked on his champagne and Jace patted him on the back.

“What the hell is a DILF?” Alec demanded.

“Oh, I know this one!” Jace said excitedly. “It means Dashing and Irresistible Looking Father. Max is right, you are a total DILF.”

“Mr. Herondale-” David raised a hand.

“I heard one of the shadowhunters in their travel year calling me a DILF too,” Jace said proudly.

THAT IS NOT WHAT DILF MEANS OH MY GOD

“It’s not a rumour,” Selena spoke up and passed her phone. “There is a group chat at Scholomance just to thirst after you.”

add me to it

ALL THE COMMENTS I CANT BREATHE

“Alec Lightwood can run me over with a Maserati and I would thank him.”

“Give me that,” Izzy grabbed the phone and started giggling. “Petition for Consul Alec Lightwood-Bane to stab me with his mortal sword.”

“Isabelle!” Alec hissed, cheeks flaming. “Stop it!”

“I want one!” Jace grabbed the phone now. “By the Angel!”

“Read it!” the kids yelled in chorus.

“I would gladly let Consul Lightwood-Bane inspect my mortal instruments,” Jace chuckled and threw the phone at David.

David shook his head vehemently and threw it at Max.

“My body is just a hole for Alec Lightwood,” Max read out loud and started laughing so hard that he fell off his chair.

Lexi grabbed the phone and giggled. “I want the Consul to strip off my runes among other things.”

She passed the phone to Gigi, who looked at the phone and look at Alec.

“Uncle Alec,” the girl said. “This person wants you to crush them with your massive archer arms.”

“Give me that,” Rafael grabbed it now. “Aw, this one is a classic, dad. Alec Lightwood turned me gay.”

He threw the phone at Simon, who stared the screen and looked up. “Uh, I don’t think I can read this one out loud in front of the kids.

“Is this the one about the basement?” Selena chuckled and Simon nodded.

WHAT'S THE BASEMENT ONe

TELL ME

AWW GIGI AND LEXI PUTTING MAKEUP ON DAVID AND MAX RECORDING IT

google translator time

oooo Rafael's gonna talk with Mila

Magnus you're such a good father

seriously

“Sometimes things are just sad. So, you need to let yourself be sad.”

YES

SAY IT LOUDER

THEY ARE UNDER THE BED

AHHH MAX AND DAVID

DAVID CALLED HIM MY ANGEL IN FRENCH

Alec and Magnus hiding under the bed and spying on them is just-

Jace had tried to give Max the shovel talk and had gotten a little too emotional.

of course, he did smh I love him so much

“David doesn’t need a shovel talk,” Alec smiled. “He knows what would happen to him if he hurts my son.”

David gulped. “You will throw me into the silent city?”

“I will ask me husband to portal you to hell,” Alec said – Consul Voice. “We have relatives there.”

the beloved relatives yes

“Goodnight,” Jace gave them a salute. “Have fun inspecting Magnus’ mortal instruments.”

JACE

OH SO THE QUESTION WAS ABOUT SMOKING

damn it

oh my god guys he said he'll stop smoking

just lemme have this moment

my boy's lungs will be intact

HIS LUNGS WILL BE OK

“I can’t wait to see all the messages on the chat after that,” Magnus giggled.

Alec looked up. “I’m more than a tall glass of water, Magnus!”

SCREAMING

In his dream, he saw them again. But they weren’t smiling this time.

what

wait

THE PROPHETIC DREAMS

nope nope nope

Nah I don't know what you're talking about

haha

damn, I think I really hurt my back...

OK BUT THE IMMORTALITY ANGST???? WAS SO SO GOOD???? I know it makes me cry but is it bad that I'm always so excited for angst written by you because of HOW GOOD it is????

"When I die I will love you from my grave" I NEED THIS ON MY FOREHEAD OH MY GOD I LOVE THESE TWO SO SO MUCH

alright I need to get something for my back and my knee (I'm home alone so this will be fun)

OK, I THINK THE NEXT CHP WILL BE ANJALI'S POV I JUST FEEL IT!!! I miss my girl so much I hope she's doing ok. Jaime too...

I'm rereading all of these chapters after chapter 10 because why not. Bye!!

OKAY I AM GLAD YOU LIKED IT BUT I AM ALSO DEEPLY WORRIED ABOUT YOUR HEALTH.

I hope your knee and back feels better soon!

also fuck that teacher yelling something doesn't make people understand it any better ugh dumb piece of shit anyway screw that person.

I hope you get some good rest and recovery from this rollercoaster of a day.

Take care!

[yunatheintrovert]

the curious case of Maxim Rykov's many paperweights

“Five minutes, Maximka.”

“Nyet,” he sighed out for the fifth time. His old friend certainly had enthusiasm for this particular objective but...well Leonid had a tendency to get carried away. And considering what happened when his friend was bored...Maxim was reluctant to say the least, “I need the man to be mentally intact. His intelligence must be verified after it is acquired, Lyonya.”

“I can be gentle,” Leonid idly said, tossing his knife in the air before easily catching it. Maxim shook his head. Lyonya was as gentle to a subject as a grenade was in a room full of people.

Looking at the stubborn look in his friend’s eyes, Maxim relented only slightly. If he took too long in acquiring intel from the subject, Perseus would hand the subject over to another...and Maxim didn’t want to have to go to that gas mask wearing bastard for the intel.

But Maxim wasn’t going to let Leonid do whatever he pleased. He knew him all too well to let that happen. For this delicate objective, there needed to be a plan...or rather several backup plans in place as well.

“What do you plan on doing with the subject?” The former para asked before he regretted making this decision. That sentiment only increased as Leonid smiled. What did the Americans say about that?

Ah yes, a smile like that of Cheshire cat, Maxim thought.

Leonid tilted his head slightly as if contemplating it before nodding to himself.

“I will poke him with the knife.” he declared. Maxim blinked.

“Poke?”

He nodded, raising his knife and moving it forward slightly in the air as if the action emphasized his words. Maxim looked on amusedly at the display before deciding to humor his old friend. Lyonya sure did love to put a little play on words, twisting the boundaries of orders bit by bit.

“Demonstrate how poking him with the knife on the thigh would be-”

And just as Maxim was about to reach for the wooden block he had laying around, he heard the tell-tale sound of splintering wood. He turned to see Lyonya’s large combat knife stabbed deep into the rich ebony wood of his desk.

He saw his friend staring expectantly at him as Maxim sighed, “I want the report on my desk by zero hundred hours. You are dismissed.”

The cut in his ebony desk only became more apparent after Leonid pulled out his combat knife that had been stabbed deep into his desk. He was as overzealous as ever in that demonstration.

“Lyonya,” Maxim said suddenly, knowing he should remind his friend of this one important thing.

“Da?”

“Poke him with the knife non-fatally,” Maxim said in his deadpan manner. He wasn’t quite reassured by his friend chuckling at the reminder. But he knew Leonid would ultimately listen.

Once he heard the door close behind Leonid, the former para let himself examine the damage to its full extent.

Maxim Nikolaevich Rykov stared down mournfully at the deep cut in his desk.

Ebony, it was.

It was issued by Perseus to all strike team field commanders for their offices...

But as the Americans would say, there was no use crying over spilled milk...especially if it was already rotten anyways.

With that conciliatory thought in mind, Maxim reached down to pull out the drawer of his desk. He stared down at the drawer filled with many paperweights of varying sizes. He looked over them critically before choosing one in particular that caught his eye in the past.

He strategically placed the paperweight over the deep stab wound in his ebony desk. Maxim nodded in satisfaction at the look of the sky blue glass paperweight in the shape of a bell with the VDV insignia etched into it. Each and every one of the paperweights on his desk were strategically placed there for this one purpose.

As he closed the open drawer of his desk, Maxim thought of the one rule he lived by.

Always be prepared.

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Author's note: This is dedicated to the really sweet anon who kindly asked for funny stuff. I hope you don't mind that it's a funny-ish shenanigan that happens between Leonid & Maxim. I've been having writer's block recently and just a creative block in general and writing these two both brings me the serotonin and it's just easier to get ideas for these two. But I absolutely don't mind writing something else between different characters if you'd like! To the anon who asked for funny stuff, thank you so much for asking! Your asks have really been helping me get past my anxiety about writing and whatnot. I know it's been a long time since I replied (which happened cause I was an idiot), but I hope this little snippet starts to make up for it. ma

[theoutcastedartist]

No new art really, if you've seen my original post on the MHA amino then you know where this is fucking going. Right down to Angstville because for some reason I'm obsessed with hurting my favorite Goth Jesus. You'd think I'd talk about my "Stain's Redemption" AU first since I've mentioned it but hahahaha

Y o u w e r e w r o n g ;´)

I straight up just copied and pasted my original post because I'm lazy but I REALLY wanted to share this with Tumblr lmao

Warning for (potential) manga spoilersss

Alrighty sinners, Let's get to the post itself then. Shall we?

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So let me just address something real quick about how I feel about the latest chapters of the MHA manga:

Seeing Aizawa cry has to be the most heart breaking thing I've seen in MHA (outside of the whole deal with Eri, sweet baby child ;-;)

And I completely FLIPPED when it was revealed that Shirakumo was BASICALLY turned into Kurogiri and just I'M CRYING--Cloud Angel Baby NOOOOOO!!!

They all deserved better than this T-T

Anywho enough about my grieving over fictional characters, let's talk about my AU, inspired by these recent chapters. Note that I'm a terrible writer. I guess this also includes a snippet of what I plan to write for this AU since it transitions from explanation to literature at some point just because I was kinda bored. Imma let you know right now that I'm a shit writer so uuuuh bear with me.

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The Reticent AU takes place in an Alternate Universe where Shirakumo is ALIVE and separate from Kurogiri. Instead of Loud Cloud being turned into a Nomu, Eraserhead is turned into one. His appearance for the most part remains the same, minus the scars all over his body, including around the neck, from experimentation.

He barely speaks due to pain he feels when he does talk and has no recollection of his life before being a Nomu, not even his own name. He manages to escape the League of Villains at some point and "befriends" the Hero Killer: Stain, or well more like the other way around (only because I find Stain befriending an emotionless mute to be funny). He finds Stain's views of false hero-hood and admiration for All Might quite contradictory yet amusing and lets him live during their first encounter.

It is rather hard to say whether he is a villain or a vigilante. He'll kill only if necessary but his intentions and motivations are unknown. He despises All Might as the Symbol of Peace. It gives false hope to the people as well as a false sense of security. He found it completely revolting. Aizawa did believe in good people, but All Might isn't one of them in his books. Pretty much considered one only because he's hanging around with Stain.

He never gave himself a name, nor did he care all that much for it, it was Stain who dubbed him with the alias "Reticent", meaning not revealing one's thoughts or feelings readily. He was never one for being open for as long as he could remember.

It's rather fitting, so Reticent keeps the given name.

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* I didn't know Shirakumo was tan, not white before I made the art (forgive me)

Oboro Shirakumo A.K.A Loud Cloud is currently the homeroom teacher of our beloved Class 1-A and best friend of our resident screaming banana, Present Mic. They have given up on their dream to start an agency due to the loss of their closest friend from high school. Fifteen years ago when they were still students at UA, Shota Aizawa had gone missing and authorities concluded that he was dead. It was such a heartbreak to Shirakumo and Yamada, that hurt never fully healed.

Shirakumo is still a friendly and nurturing spirit at heart, but not as open with his feelings anymore. He's more reserved with his thoughts and feelings. He's a reticent person.

He takes an instant liking to Ejirou Kirishima and Hitoshi Shinso. Kirishima's friendship with the explosive Katsuki Bakugou reminds him of his friendship with Shota. Their personalities seemed so different, yet their bond had remained solid and strong. As for Shinso, the purple haired teen reminded him of his old friend. He could see the growing potential in these two and takes them both under his wing. The three of them train together outside of school and the Kirishima and Shinso form a close friendship with each other along with their sensei. Both children are like sons to Shirakumo, he thinks that Shota would like them too if he were still here.

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So... Izuku Midoriya, the "villain magnet" of class 1-A, ended up finding himself standing face-to-face with the Hero Killer: Stain and... his partner? The news never reported anything on him having a partner. How strange. Either Stain's partner is a very recent addition or this guy was really good at covering his own tracks.

"Stain, leave them be. They are just mere children. Killing them would serve no purpose to your cause. I wouldn't waste your time with Native either. "

Midoriya grimaced at the sore and raspy voice. It sounded painful, but he could hear the underlying threat. The Hero Killer sighed and backed off from Iida's paralyzed body.

The two villains left before Todoroki had arrived.

"I think that's the first time I've ever seen you smile."

Agakuro sat down next to Reticent, who was currently petting a stray cat, and offered him some fruit. The smaller man hummed quietly and took a few slices of apple. Both men sat quietly with the soft purring of the stray.

"I've been meaning to ask, what is your quirk exactly? You can erase quirks, but you can also manipulate basic elements and the blood in people's bodies."

Reticent signed, 'I have more than one.'

"More than one quirk?" Stain cocked an eyebrow.

Reticent nodded and quietly spoke, "Nomu."

"I've heard about their appearances here in Hosu. They are these large looking creatures with their brains exposed. You sure as hell don't look like one of 'em." Agakuro mused as he chewed on some cantaloupe. His friend was making his signals again.

I was suppose to be a more perfected Nomu. All for One took care of my progress himself.'

"Is that why you have so many..."

'Yes.'

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"Principal Nezu?" Shirakumo and Yamada stood in the white creature's office. Both men wondering why they were called to see him.

"Ah Loud Cloud and Present Mic! I apologize for pulling you out of your classes, but it seems you both are being called to assist Gran Torino with something he found." Nezu explained. The two men in the room looked at each other confused.

"What does he need us for?"

"Well it seems that they have another one of those Nomus in custody. I think you may remember the name Shota Aizawa?"

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Shirakumo was BEYOND annoyed about the situation. It must be a mistake. Their old friend was not some gruesome quirk experiment accompanying the Hero Killer. Shota Aizawa wanted to be a hero, despite feeling that he was inadequate for such due to the nature of his quirk. It has to be a mistake.

"How much longer-"

"Calm down will you! I'm frustrated about this too. There's no way it could be him, but... who knows."

They arrived at the police station withing a few minutes and walk inside. They see Gran Torino standing there waiting for them. They follow him to where Tsukauchi is finishing up with questioning the person inside. Looking through the window, Shirakumo and Yamada's eyes widen with disbelief. The other person looked just like...

"Ah Present Mic, Loud Cloud. Thank you for arriving on such short notice. I know you are both very busy men."

The two Pro-Heros turn to the detective as he stepped out of the interrogation room. Present Mic appeared alarmed and Shirakumo just looked... mad.

"Well it appears that he doesn't remember anything before being experimented on. We have a case of amnesia on our hands."

Shirakumo practically growled,"Experimented on? What the hell are you going on about detective!?" Why was Tsukauchi being so damn vague?

"That man in there is indeed Shota Aizawa. His base quirk of Erasure is still there and DNA results confirm this. From what I'm gathering, fifteen years ago he was kidnapped and had been subjected to illegal drug testing as well as having multiple quirks forced into his body. He's a more sophisticated Nomu it seems."

"More 'sophisticated'? What stopped him from having brains popping out of his skull like all the others we've seen?" The voice hero questioned. Something wasn't adding up here.

"All for One..."

The other three men became tense.

"Isn't... Isn't that the villain All Might fought at Kamino Ward?"

"According to him, it seems that All for One was the one who did this to him personally, there was extra care in your friend's 'recreation'. As to what his added quirks are, we're not sure yet of what they are or even of how many."

Gran Torino turned to the younger men,"We were hoping that you two would talk to him. Maybe to help trigger any memories from before his disappearance."

"So what? You think the 'power of friendship' is going to magically bring back his memories?" Shirakumo scoffed at how ridiculous that would actually be.

"No, but miracles do happen. I've seen many things during my time. They are rare, but they happen."

"Shirakumo," Present Mic started, "if there is even a slim possibility of getting Sho's memories back, shouldn't we at least try? For him?"

Shirakumo sighed at his words, "Fine. For Shota's sake."

The two younger men walk inside.

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"Shota?"

'Who were they talking about? Is that his name?'

After the detective had left the room, two other men had walked in. He assumed they were Pros based on the costumes. No normal person dressed in THAT much leather (referring to Present Mic).

"Do you... remember us, Shota? Hizashi and I?"

It looks like they ARE talking to him. He shook his head no. This was the first time he has seen these two men. The way they were looking at him made him uncomfortable.

"Sho...ta? Is... that my name?"

The two men standing winced at his croaking voice. In all honesty, he would sign, but he had no clue if these two even knew sign language. So he just resorted to talking.

"Do you remember your own name?"

"No."

"Do you... remember us?"

The raven haired man shook his head, 'No.'

"Is... Shota my name? Do you know me? I'm sorry I- I'm just... so confused."

His voice was so raspy and weak. Black hair covered the scar under his eye. Hizashi and Oboro wore sad looks on their faces at the sound. The taller of the two, Oboro, knelt down by the man's knees.

"Yes. We do know you. Your name is Shota Aizawa. You were once a member of UA's class 2-A about fifteen years ago." Oboro started as he gently pried one of Shota's hands from the yellow blanket the officers gave him. His arm was covered in scars... like his legs. God only knows what they did to him all those years. Hizashi just observed their movements, unsure of what to do he added on to what Shirakumo said.

"You love cats and taking naps, you were the most rational one out of the three of us. All three of us had dreams of starting an agency together..."

The two pro-heros continued talking for what felt like hours. Shota listened to every word as they recounted their old adventures from highschool. Maybe with enough luck, they could help Shota get him memory back. Shirakumo was starting to think that the raven wasn't ever getting his old memories back until...

"Sushi... I- We had a cat named Sushi?"

Hizashi had flung himself so fast to Shota as he held onto him tightly and cried. Shirakumo also had a tear-streaked face, but he held a blinding smile as he watched Shota awkwardly pat the blond's back.

Miracles do happen.

More of this angst shit coming soon ;)