#oooo fun

[the-apocrypha]

🎬 Behind-the-Scenes Fic Asks 🎬

Send me the title of one of my fics, and one (or more) of the following:

How long did it take you to write this fic?

What program did you use to write this fic (Word, Google Docs, etc)? Is that the program you use for all your fics?

How did you find the visuals for this fic? Is there a method you have?

What programs did you use to edit the visuals for this fic?

Where did you write this fic? Is that your favorite spot to write?

What do you need to write? Is there anything special you need to do/have to help your creative flow?

What inspired the idea for the plot?

What inspired the title for this fic? Is that usually how you choose titles?

Was there anything from canon that you pulled for this fic?

Share a screenshot of the original outline (if you dareee😈)

Was there a scene that you hadn't originally planned to include? Why did you decide to fit it in?

Was there a scene you wished you could have included? Why didn't it fit in?

My favorite line of dialogue from this fic was [xyz]. What inspired it?

My favorite line from this fic was [xyz]. What inspired it?

Was there anything you had to research for this fic? Do you usually do a lot of research?

What was the easiest scene to write?

What was the hardest scene to write?

How would you describe your writing style for this fic, if you can?

Is this one of your personal favorite fics? Why or why not?

What is something you wish more people noticed about this fic?

What is something you didn't expect people to notice or gravitate towards in this fic?

Does personal experience ever inspire your fics? What about this particular fic?

Did you have a beta reader(s) for this fic? How did they help you during the writing process?

Did you write every scene in order? What was the first scene you wrote, and what was the last?

Is there anything you would change now about this fic? Why or why not?

Wild Card! I'll tell you a fun fact about this fic!

[juiceboxjiffy]

What tarot card are you?

Justice

What would you do to ensure justice? You know full well I don’t speak of lofty ideals and courts and magistrates, dearest. What would you do to those that hurt you? If I dropped them in your lap, what would you do? What kind of pain could you possibly inflict upon them? You are right to do so. You are right to want to do so. Ignore the screaming, dearest, you are the hand of justice now, and they hurt you. Do not look too closely at their faces, dearest. You are within your rights. You spell out your own rights, now. Are you happy about it? Are you certain that this is the right person you hold by the hair? Does your anger hurt less now?

[fortunatefires]

Trying to decide if my day is bad enough to warrant binge watching teen wolf again or if writing fic can fix my soul

[sangthael]

a king and his jester

[just-peach]

1000 posts!

[silversoulsociety]

Hayato Suo✰ウインドブレイカー

[satans-knitwear]

Tastes so sweet, it's murderous ✨

Treat me ~ Tip Me ~ More of me

[sakuyuii]

you should. Uh you should. Draw ladybug in her london special suit. the highlighter ahh one. please 🛐 [btw i ate your art. Its good soup]

oooo…i like this one a lot i had fun w the lighting and colors…

also yay answering requests again :,> feel free to send some in and i’ll probably do them far into the future …

[gummi-ships]

Kingdom Hearts & Kingdom Hearts 2 Spooky Heartless

[flovoid]

[ifindus]

Hey findus! Any ideas on how and when the magic trio became a thing? It's nice to imagine them as Norway's friends, but I wonder how it happened...

The Magic Trio probably didn't become a thing until the recent years, and it was probably England that brought them together as a friend group. Norway and England have a very long history as friends with lots of interactions. England also established ties with Romania in the 1800s to get him out of the Ottoman Empire and independent from Russia. So I can see England and Romania growing closer and striking up a good tone on a personal level in the late 1800s. At this point Norway is finding his own legs to stand on as a semi-independent nation as well - coupled with the genres being explored and celebrated in literature and imagery at the time, seems like something they all could have bonded over. Folklore and magic becomes more of a popular thing. England then introduces Romania to Norway because they are some of the few nations he knows who are into the same stuff as him. They kind of hit it off in the late 1800s, but then is more off as the first half of the 1900s comes along. They then rediscover their shared interests in the modern era and makes more of an effort to get together and explore magic as a group.

[arcanegifs]

[anachronistic-falsehood]

hey!! i made a which prime defender are you quiz just for funzies <3 a couple of the questions do have spoilers for late s2, so if you haven't finished ep39 at least you should probably wait to do it!! do my quiz boy :3

[solargeist]

mother spore and mayor scar for the poor plesse djejssjksiw

I called her, I was in the graveyard alone and I called her, she sounded sleepy like she woke from her tomb And as the soil pushed me under--I tasted dirt, I tasted wonder

[soggycpu]

Kagerou Daze

“ Well y’know, I kind of hate summer… ”

[erwinsvow]

you write rafe so good and like you get me like sometimes i’m reading and i’m like “how’d they know😦” so HEAR ME OUT lifeguard!reader (bc i’m a lifeguard at a few country clubs) and i think rafe would be drooling and kelce and top would make fun of him and they’d like break all the rules like back flipping off the diving board just to get readers attention

oh my god first of all i completely adore you!! im so glad yess we must be little brain twins <3 i would love to know which parts made you think that! but here is the best i could come up with for a lifeguard au which is soooo cute but imagine.. its a pogue reader...

rafe knows every pretty girl who frequents the country club, he's made a point of making sure he does. so a fresh face in the crowd stands out pretty easily, especially one like yours.

you're pretty without trying, hair tugged behind you in a ponytail and a simple red one piece, the bottoms covered with denim shorts. it's not the usual kind of outfit for the club, but maybe you're headed out by the pool or something.

he can only see you from the back, though when you turn around, he sees the white cross on the front of your swimsuit. then he sees the boy in matching red trunks next to you, the whistle around your necks and a little first-aid box in your hands. a hot life guard, it doesn't get much more stereotypical than that.

you look around the club, following the boy who can only be giving you a tour of the facilty, with curious eyes like you've never been here before. it's only then a comment from top snaps him into a frankly startling realization.

"can't believe they hire pogues for this shit. wouldn't be surprised if shit started going missing by the pool deck."

rafe thinks normally he'd throw another line in, laugh at what top's saying, but he can't find it in him today. so he keeps watching, the sweet way you smile at a little girl who stopped you to ask for a bandaid, the way you nod while taking in something else in your training.

"alright. you've been staring at that pogue girl for twenty minutes. what gives?" kelce asks finally, after rafe ignores what they've been saying to him for the third time.

"huh?" he snaps back, tearing eyes away from you to look at his idiot friends.

"don't tell me you got hots for the lifeguard. what're you, thirteen?" they laugh, but rafe doesn't.

"shut up." he stands, downing the rest of his drink. "m'goin' to the pool. you loser can come and shut up or stay here and yap."

when he finally gets out there, you've shed the shorts, looking over the kiddie section of the pool with a watchful eye, taking the responsibility of watching brats seriously. he doesn't hesitate, jumping into the deep end with a huge splash, one that gets your attention.

you walk over, making sure whoever that was didn't just fall in, when two boys yell over.

"hey! lifeguard! our friend needs help!" you turn to look back at the boy who's been training you, wondering if you should dive in or wait since you're still in training, when you hear them again.

"not him! you! in the red. hurry!" you don't hesitate, though you're confused, jumping straight in and swimming over to the boy. he doesn't look like he needs help, in fact, he looks like he's floating.

"um, excuse me-" that's all you get out when you get close to him, because he scoops you up like he's rescuing you, carrying you out of the pool like a bride. you kick your feet, yelling out. "hey! put me down! you're not even drowning!"

he sets you down, and you wipe your face, staring up at pretty blue eyes and an arrogant face, once you recognize, one that your best friends hate.

"oh. you. i should have known."

"me? yeah, heard about me, have you? only good things, i hope."

"yeah, no. what the fuck was all that? i thought you were drowning."

"yeah, i was. thanks for the help." confused, soaking wet, and not appreciating his two little sidekicks snickering behind you, you try to get away, when rafe follows.

"so, uh, how long you been working here?"

"it's my first day."

"yeah, i thought so. i never forget a pretty face, so-"

"are you serious?"

"dead serious. and yours is definitely pretty."

"rafe," you say, leaning in closer so he can hear you clearly. "stop hitting on me. i have to work. some of us actually have to work."

"know my name already, huh? what else have you heard-" you roll your eyes, he laughs.

"i heard you're a good swimmer," you say, taking another step closer.

"yeah. from who?"

"i don't know. i'm about to find out." with one hand, you push his chest, and he falls backwards into the pool, the water splashing around your feet. you laugh, watching him bob in the pool, his friends laughing too. "good talk. hope we never speak again."

rafe gets out of the pool, pushing his wet hair back. he calls out after you.

"yeah we'll see about that."