#my brain is Exploding rn i cannot think of what to put in tags

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@jils-things @cellphobic

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ggghhg i hate vehiclessssssss ghghghhghhhhh [dies dies dies forever]

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tagged by the beautiful and amazing @aevallare thank you!!

1) How many works do you have on AO3?

9!

2) What’s your total AO3 word count?

63,696

3) What fandoms do you write for?

it's all bg3 right now, but I've also written for critical role and the arcana (visual novel)

4) What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

1 - that's the kind of love ive been dreaming of (bg3, astarion/f!tav)

2- ain't it warming you (the world goin' up in flames) (critical role, jester/caleb)

3- Liebe ist Fürsorge (critical role, jester/caleb)

4- Fighting the Hurricane (critical role, jester/caleb)

5 - true colors shine in darkness and in secrecy (bg3, astarion/f!tav)

5) Do you respond to comments?

yes! i try to do the "comment when you upload the next chapter" thing but sometimes its been a while since the last chapter and i get embarrassed and just respond to everything in one big rush

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

where i left Fighting the Hurricane probably combined with the (checks notes) 1+ year long update hiatus, i am coming back for you baby i promise. i have plans for it. i just. god. so much happened to me right as i was working on it.

7) What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

All of my fic ends happy (this will not always be the case, eventual AA!AU will be. well. i shan't say.) BUT, and this might just be because its my most recent finished work, i think new steps might end off on the most hopeful note.

8) Do you get hate on fics?

this has never happened to me and id love to keep it that way lmao

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

yes :) the only real posted smut ive got rn is that's the kind of love ive been dreaming of, but i have other smut in the works

10) Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Fighting the Hurricane doesn't count, really, but that's the closest we've got: its a Critical Role/Pacific Rim fusion.

11) Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i'm aware of

12) Have you ever had a fic translated?

nope!

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

i have nooooot, but i am not sure that the way that i write (terrible first draft and then editing for 1000 years) is very friendly to co-writing. I'm not against the idea at all though, its just. you know. i wouldn't want to torture a friend with the everything about me. maybe someday though!!

14) What’s your all time favorite ship?

in this house we multiship, peace and love. :) though honestly i made a joke once about retiring kira as an oc after bg3 bc of everything im putting her through after becoming so enamored with kirastarion so maybe that? sorry blorbo from my brain, enjoy the conciliation prize of elf dick.

15) What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

stares guiltily at Fighting the Hurricane ch 2, languishing on my wip pile. listen, i still fully intend to finish that story. i was doing cool stuff in there. the only problem is that my brain exploded while i was writing ch 1, and this wasnt supposed to be more than 2k words but i am myself, and i didnt use outlines then, so my notes are a mess.

also i cannot possibly underline enough the bit where my brain exploded. this is an exaggeration only in that none of it came out of my head, but i was Not Myself for a Long Time.

16) What are your writing strengths?

i think my internal monologue bangs. this is because i agonize over it.

17) What are your writing weaknesses?

moving characters around in the space is like pulling teeth and i feel like a solid 30% of my editing is focused on that. getting someone from point a to point b elegantly and without it feeling like "astarion got up. he moved his feet. he sat down. he looked out the window" makes me feel like walking into the sea

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

I like it when it makes sense! Why does this character use another language? Does the reader need to know what they're saying? Is the POV character unfamiliar with the language? Does the reader learn anything from this? If you don't have good answers, why do it?

I find tieflings really neat, and bg3 does the typical dnd thing of "tieflings are looked down on," without, like, doing much with tiefling culture. So Ive had Kira use Infernal as a shortcut to create familiarity with other tieflings, and use it to have private conversations bc why would anyone but tieflings and people living in The Hells know that language--this solves some problems for her! And it creates others.

19) First fandom you wrote for?

Naruto...... once upon a time i wrote shikamaru/sakura fic. i was going to make a joke about that being my actual first longfic but i just checked and it literally isnt, i worked on it for a year and if you dont count the in-text authors notes (it was a different time) the whole thing is shorter than true colors chapter 4.

can you imagine me, now, updating something for a year and it being less than 11k. lol. lmao, even.

20) Favorite fic you’ve written?

eldath's mercy is my darling right now who also scares me to death. update coming soon (this week? i hope?)

i will tag @simon-says-nothing and @raccooncrimes and @septemberskye and YOUUUU reading this if you want to do it, tag me if you do!!

[pertinax--loculos]

Find the Word Tag Game

Tagged by the ever-wonderful @spacetimewraithwrites , thanks a mil! ^_^ (I do love this game now that I can actually do it.) My words were give, night, talk, before and stay.

(Uh-oh. Surprise, surprise, this got long. D:)

give (early early! During which Latrell tries to text Ronan)

Albie eyed him for a few moments, but dropped it. A little reluctantly, Latrell looked back down at his phone and opened his messages.

It took him far too long to write the reply, a nagging voice in the back of his brain second-guessing every word. In the end he settled on short and simple -- sorry can't talk rn, see you tonight -- any impression of brusqueness hopefully negated by the kiss-face emoji he added at the end. He tossed up adding something like hope your day's going well or I'm having a hell of a day but neither felt quite right, which was ridiculous given that he was texting the man he'd been fucking living with for nearly eight months.

Honestly it probably would've been easier just to answer the call. Latrell shoved his phone back into his pocket and resolved not to think about it.

night (ooohh... Meet My Favourite Character aka his very first (anonymous) appearance ^_^)

The man leaned down towards the open window as he took another drag [off his cigarette]. Somehow the movement didn't bring any of his features into focus. "So what are you guys doing here, just chilling in a car this late at night?" He ducked his head further, gaze shifting to Albie. Latrell thought he saw a flash of blue in his eyes, although that could have just been his brain desperately trying to pin down a concrete feature. "Hello."

Out of the corner of his eye Latrell saw Albie smile brightly. "Neighbourhood watch program," she said smoothly. No trace of the frustration tightening her fingers around the wheel in her voice. "Nothing to be worried about. Just keeping an eye on things."

"Hmm." The man lifted his head a little, out of her eyeline. His fingers drummed on the roof, a heavy hollow sound that seemed to reverberate all the way through the car. "Probably a good idea. Neighbourhood like this, it only takes one spark to set it off."

Down the road and to their left, the warehouse exploded.

talk (Latrell's just admitted he's avoiding going back to Ronan's for Reasons)

Albie bit her lip. Her face morphed into sympathy, compassion, an expression that she somehow managed to never tip over the edge into pity. At least not with him.

"I kinda figured that much," she said quietly. She turned her glass on the coaster for a few moments, then added, "Do you want to talk about it?"

Not really. Not at all. It was a question she'd asked often enough that the answer sprang to his lips automatically. He didn't talk. He managed his life, his ups and downs, his triumphs and his problems, by himself. No matter how many times Albie told him she was there for him, to lean on, to vent to. It just wasn't what Latrell did. His life was his own, and nobody else's.

But if he didn't talk about it -- if he didn't talk about something, whether it be Nox or Carrie or Petersen or Briggs or Ronan -- his brain was going to collapse under the weight of itself.

He swallowed nearly half the schooner in one go, blew out a long sigh as he put it back on the table. "Not particularly. But I think maybe I should."

before (Cassie, my dear, what am I going to do with you I just love you so much)

Cassie Nightingale dropped the hand from her forehead, rolled her head on the arm of the couch to look at Albie. "What more could we possibly tell you? We've already disclosed everything to your colleagues."

The vehemence of her insistence, the entreating look on her face, and Latrell's knowledge of how the Headees operated combined to make him seriously doubt this was the case.

"I know you have." Albie stepped forward, dropping down onto one knee to make their faces more level, sympathetic, reassuring. Hovering in the background, Latrell crossed his arms. "But our colleagues are only focusing on... one facet of the case. We wanted to ask you about the other stuff."

Cassie flung her hand over her face again, but not before Latrell caught a skittish, calculating look in her eyes.

"Very well," she said, sounding as if she were making a life-altering concession. "Ask your questions. But please forgive me if I cannot answer; Patrick is the one who is able to articulate his thoughts. Mine are rarely so plain as to be articulated easily."

Latrell turned his snort into the semblance of a cough, with not a little effort.

stay (Briggs is the lead agent for the Homicide Division aka the HD aka the Headees (derogatory), and he's just cornered Latrell in the elevator -- again, this is fairly early)

It only took until the first floor for Briggs to get impatient.

"Agent Latrell," he said, carefully intimidating, "Is there any particular reason you choose to interfere with an official HD investigation, and then not even inform one of my agents of what you uncovered?"

There were multitudes, ranging from the ostensibly reasonable I've been on this case for three years, you could hardly expect me to stay on the sidelines to the much more honest I figured none of your guys could be fucked to get out of bed. Latrell decided to wait a couple of floors to see if he could get out of answering.

It worked. Briggs ran a hand over his scalp, a dark sheen over his asbestos-white skin, and said, "I should write you up for this."

They'd reached the third floor.

Latrell waited.

I am going to tag @kaiusvnoir, @afoolandathief, @silentstarskies, and @inkovert ! Your words are travel, needle, depth, weather and save. ^_^