#nanowrimo 2022

[stuntzthedude]

Look who wrote a 200k+ fanfic for a pairing on life support! 

Do you want a Lezio Fic from someone that wrote for Lezio back before Brotherhood even came out? Do you want something written that spans the breadth of life experience of a depressed and traumatized pair of beautiful idiots that love each other so desperately it’s not even funny and makes up for the fact that they live on the edge of death every moment of every day? What about a fic that romanticizes banking in the late 1400′s? What about everybody’s favorite Bottom Ezio Auditore? Then boy howdy, have I got a fic for you! (it’s this one.) 

Weekly updates every Friday. Strap in, guys: you’re in for a wild ride.

[the-inkwell-variable]

fucking WHEEZING at my old nanowrimo notes

somehow i managed to convey more emotion in my NOTES than in the actual NOVEL

someone help me

[buildarocketboys]

Just passed 100,000 words on my Nanowrimo project!

[tommydarlings]

EVERY. DAMN. TIME.

Always at 3 am

[itskellonearth]

A little digital painting I did last year of the protagonist from my NaNo '22 project, Calyx!

[goose-writing-and-art]

Short Stories from my daily prompt sprints for NaNoWriMo 2022. Yet again another project I didn't keep up with all month lmao Please do not provide criticism, these were all written in like a single day or two with little to no revision as writing exercises. They're all just for fun and to fuck around with prompts and my own OCs :)

To Respect Death TW: Death, ghosts, taxidermy.

Three pre-teen boys find themselves exploring an old haunted house. (I wanted to write a subtler but still very much real ghosts ghost story.)

Comforting the Restless TW: Death, ghosts, autopsy, pondering of the afterlife. 

A forensic pathologist has a conversation with the ghost of an unknown murdered girl.  (Non-canon to Leo's story, but what if he talked to a ghost maybe?)

Trying to Make Amends TW: Intoxication, alcohol.

Killian attempts to apologize to someone he’d hurt in the past on his path to redemption. (A fic to appease my melodrama needs.)

Breaking the Cycle TW: Break up, hints at emotional abuse.

Killian finally leaves his on again, off again partner of 10 years.  (More melodrama bc I eat that shit for breakfast.)

Old Dog, Same Trick TW: Drug mention, addiction mention, guns, pain, crime/theft.

The space captain of a bounty hunter ship reunites with her old crew for a casual night of vehicular theft. (Sillier writing to just have fun with some of my SciFi ocs.)

Despite the Bruises TW: Injury, physical abuse, parental abuse, anxiety.

Yancey finds solace yet again in his best friend’s house, and is accepted as part of the family. (100% just a short comfort fic.)

Selfish Love TW: Emotional abuse, abusive relationship, anxiety and paranoia.

Leo finds himself struggling to feel “normal” in his new, healthier relationship. (More melodrama, yet also personally relatable.)

Ruin Him TW: Mention of physical abuse and domestic violence.

A soon to be mother chooses to leave her violent partner to protect her baby.  (A quick bit of insight into an OC's past.)

Finding Where You Belong TW: Depression, intoxication, alcohol.

Duncan realizes that he’s developed a familial connection with a young musician he’s been housing. (More comfort, if a little bit cheesy.)

[sunflowerprotocol]

Project Update

Aside from forgetting that this blog exists, my nanowrimo project is going well! I think!

I took a break after hitting my goal in November and more recently spent a few weeks going through draft 0 with bigger revisions. Draft 1 has been sent to alpha readers.

There's something especially nerve wracking about putting my original words out there for other people to read, but looking at this page I was reminded how far the story/world has come since I started posting about it. That feels pretty good.

[imdoingmybestworld]

My interpretation

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Billy Danny

NaNoWriMo Day #11

[masterlist]

Today's prompt isn't a Harry Potter one like I said it would be yesterday, but that's because I'm sick and writing makes my head hurt (⁠٥⁠↼⁠_⁠↼⁠) so instead, I grabbed one of @stealingyourbones prompts off the @batpham-discord-highlights server and ended up drawing it! Now, for it to count per my own rules, I have to write something to go with it, so I will, but it will be short (⁠^⁠～⁠^⁠;⁠)⁠ゞ

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Jason didn't set out to adopt two traumatized teens with super powers, but then, he'd come to realize that Bruce, for all his faults, had been the same way. The difference was, Jason refused to fail his sons the way Bruce had failed his own kids. While Jason's new biggest fear was turning out just like either of his fathers, his kids constantly reassured him he was doing pretty well.

He did his best to train his kids, both in and out of suit, helped them with their homework, and made sure they spent time being kids instead of fighting crime (if Captain Marvel suddenly started taking more days off from the League, well, the big three could only feel relief). He also did his best to keep his kids off the Bat's radar, at least until they were both sixteen and could use their powers competently in either of their forms. He'd almost succeeded in that last one when a mass Arkham breakout had called for all hands on deck. He had tried to leave his kids behind, but Danny and Billy were insistent. Thus, Hood's Ravens, named after Odin's own raven companions, Hugin and Munin, took flight through Gotham.

Through the mission brief and the first part of the roundup, Hugin and Munin stuck close to Red Hood, keeping their powers mostly under wraps. They were doing surprisingly well in such a large scale mission, in Jason's opinion. Sure, they'd both had previous experience with fighting large groups or for long periods separately, the kind of teamwork they were displaying, working as two parts of a whole, brought Jason a sense of pride. He'd been the one to teach them that, after all.

Suddenly, Babs let out a frustrated growl over comms. "I just lost connection to half the cameras in the city, I'm nearly as blind as you guys. You're going to have to do this the old fashioned way until I can figure out what happened," she said.

Jason shared a look with his sons and sighed, silencing whatever protest or reassurance the others were flooding the comms line with. "You two sure about this?" He got twin nods. "Alright. You know the rules. Stay out of sight, don't engage if you don't have to. Hugin, you take East side, Munin, you take West side. Go." Both boys were suddenly airborne, one flying East and the other flying West. He watched them fly for a bit before getting back to work. He trusted them to follow his rules and to know their limits. They could do this.

Soon, nearly identical voices were feeding real time information directly to the bats, each raven playing the role of "eye in the sky" surprisingly well for fifteen year olds. They directed the closest free bat or bird to problem areas, they rescued trapped or injured civilians, and most of all, they listened to any suggestions or corrections Babs gave them and adjusted accordingly. Jason was so unbelievably proud of his sons, he was fit to burst from it all. He couldn't understand how Bruce had never buried them all under mountains of praise if he'd ever felt even half as proud of his bats and birds as Jason was of his ravens in that moment.

Eventually, things calmed down enough that Jason wasn't exactly surprised to sense the big man himself dropping onto the roof behind him. Jason let Bruce watch him as he continued to watch his sons flying over and through the city, giving directions and helping when needed. They stood there like that for a few minutes before Jason sighed. "What is it, old man?"

"Those kids, Hugin and Munin. Who are they."

Jason felt the pit rise up at Bruce's tone, feasting on the riot of pride, anxiety, joy, fear, and anger. He wondered if the green he was seeing was real or imaginary as he turned to look over his shoulder at his adoptive father. "Those are my sons," he growled.

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There (⁠；⁠^⁠ω⁠^⁠）I hope that satisfies! It's only thanks to ibuprofen that I was able to get through writing that much, so thank you modern pharmaceuticals ✧⁠◝⁠(⁠⁰⁠▿⁠⁰⁠)⁠◜⁠✧

Whether or not Danny and Billy are actually related (ie long lost twins, cousins, clones, brothers really close in age) or just doppelgangers is up to the reader, but the point is they're practically identical when just standing next to each other, but suit them up as Red Hood's Ravens, Hugin and Munin, they're indistinguishable until one goes invisible and the other starts shooting spells at things. In fact, Danny and Billy regularly "switch" who is Hugin and who is Munin. They usually discuss beforehand who is going to be who for a given period of time, but sometimes one of their power sets is better suited for a situation and they'll switch on a dime. Of course, this is only possible because their suits are identical in every way, being based heavily on Dick's Nightwing costume (specifically the Young Justice version) with red ravens on their chests instead of the bat on Jason's. Neither has a preferred weapon to deal with as they're both hand to hand fighters when they're not using their powers (Danny's ecto/ice blasts and Billy's spells), either. They do both still show up as their first alter egos, Phantom and Captain Marvel, fairly regularly, but Jason ensures they get plenty of rest and down time while still doing their school and homework.

I might have more to add later, but I'm drowning in snot and the ibuprofen is trying to wear off, so I'm going to leave it there. If anyone wants to continue this, please let me and @stealingyourbones know so we can enjoy it, too! (⁠◠⁠‿⁠・⁠)⁠—⁠☆

Have a good morning/day/night!

[athenagc94]

Hello! I’ve taken a bit of a break from my Nanowrimo project to focus on work and other things, but now that my husband has finished reading it and given me some advice. I’m ready to start my draft three. To celebrate, here is a brief excerpt from draft 2!

I hope to do a little more posting in the coming weeks. I’ve just been tired and not in a writing mood.

Tag List (Let me know if you want to be added): @wildswrites

[nadiawrimos]

i’m dONE 

[stuntzthedude]

Chapters: 20/57 Fandom: Assassin's Creed - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con Relationships: Ezio Auditore da Firenze/Leonardo da Vinci, Minor or Background Relationship(s) Characters: Ezio Auditore da Firenze, Leonardo da Vinci, Ugo (Assassin's Creed), Teodora Contanto, Rosa (Assassin's Creed), Antonio (Assassin's Creed), Mario Auditore da Firenze, Original Assassin Character(s) (Assassin's Creed), Named Courtesans

Hey, I wrote a Lezio fanfic! You want drama? You want angst? You want whump? You want *anything* Lezio? This’s got you covered, my guy.

[somuchtowrite]

AMAZING. literally will be making this my personality for the rest of my life <3

if anyone was wondering what lyra (from my nanowrimo project this past year) looked like, here she is!!

for @somuchtowrite 🌙

[nekohrine]

nanowrimo day thirty five: oh yes, it's the most wonderful time of the year when I'm tidying up my scrivener files

[midwrites]

(Belated) WIP Wednesday!

Offering the Tumblr folk some excerpts from the Werewolf!Tozer AU I'll be posting for Terrifying Terror Week that were posted on Twitter months ago :3

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[binx0r]

*hissing through my teeth as my digital pen shakes more than usual* art only improves if you keep doing art. art only improves if you keep doing art. DO THE FUCNING ART ITS FINE

[werewolfsmile]

Okay so this is happening. Fix-it fic for Cornelia and Eli, set post-canon. I have no idea how long this thing is gonna be but I'm sure as hell buckling in for the ride!

Man I'm such trash for this show 😭❤️