#me thinking about sasha: i love youuuuuuu i LOVE you!!!!!
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taniushka12 · 4 years ago
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4, 14, 24 (also explain how if u like~)
aaaaa thankssss i love... talking abt wips lmao
4. Share a sentence or paragraph from your writing that you’re really proud of (explain why, if you like)
ok so I write snippets of different fics per week so ill do a couple if u dont mind~
“The water falling harder on the steps ahead was now bouncing and lightly falling on her feet. She felt her own toes wriggling at the sensation, the cold of the rain easier to bare than the dark eyes of the woman in front of her. Two black holes trying to suck every meaning of her words, her face, her actions, to pull them apart and understand them. It was as dangerous as beautiful to be at the edge of such, but good thing Sasha wasn't a black hole nor a sun, not yet at least.”
from an annabelle/sasha one-shot im working on that I cant wait to post dfgfdg, i love this part!! for context, annabelle is a possible antagonist from tma, across the few past seasons is like she could be evil.... but you’re not sure... and if you decide to believe that shes telling the truth whch i do she has a sad backstory and i just love her ok? and i LOVE sasha as you know, so the idea of a normal regular ass human being so intense that she leaves this spider-ish monster-ish woman both in awe and smitten is... so good ;o;
also they kiss bc they both deserve some fluff :’)
[tw: body horror? in the next one]
“The air around her tensed and for a second she was ready to bolt, but the body didn't move, didn't make a sound, just lay there as the last of the bees moved through his clothes and out of his... mouth? eye? Sasha couldn't see very well with the low light, and behind that pressing feeling of disgust at the base of her stomach a new impulse took over her body. After what it felt an eternity she realized she could actually move, and immediately hunched over the body to take a better look at it. 
 It was... horrible. The man who once was her neighbor laid face up, skin covered in liquid wax dripping from the ceiling maintaining his flesh mostly intact as combs grew from his mouth eating the rest of his face upwards, eye sockets indistinguishable from the rest of his face. Taking a napkin out of her pocket she took the face with her hand, twisting it to see the rest of it under the pale light, and despite the vague disgust at her urgency she simply couldn't stop herself.
It was horrible, but god, a part of her was dying to see. [...]
Was she being cautious, then?
Was she being indulgent?
Feeling the flimsy flesh against the cloth on her hand she had to consider a third and sickeningly real option; she had been curious.”
from a martin/sasha slowburn longfic where martin is slowly turning into a honeycomb monster against his will and sasha is the only one that knows and so they both try to deal w/ it, but the thing is! they both make some decisions in the middle that end up in a a guy dying, and this is the moment she realizes maybe he’s not the only one who’s changing under the circunstances. . . 
im super excited for this scene bc ive been dying to write it months ago dfgdfg woohoo!!! 
14. At what point in writing do you come up with a title?
depends!! sometimes I think of a cool title and its like “huh how would a story based on that title look like?”, sometimes in the middle I write a cool line and its like “oh what if the title were tied to this?”, sometimes it hits me while im thinking abt anything else and sometimes at the very end when I have everything ready EXCEPT the title lmao
24. Would you say your writing has changed over time?
I want to say it did honestly, but it’s harder to see than the changes in visual art yknow? I think I write longer now, describe more of the scene, the place and stuff, also I like to think I think more about the dialogues and characterization? It harder to pinpoint mostly bc half of my stuff is in spanish and the other in english but id Say it changed u_u
[ask me abt my writing~!]
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