#snoppet

[cycas]

Chapter 3 is up, and the Hobbits have made it to the Shire at last!

Here's a snoppet (like a snippet, only a bit on the long side) :

The Fallowhide boys found a hive full of bees and tried to steal the honey, but they got proper stung doing it, specially Cob. He was all puffed up that day, but the next day he was worse, and his face all red and he was sick, too — though I don’t know if that was the bee-stings, because there was something going round all of us.  Most of us just had the trots for a bit, but a couple of the little ones got it bad.  

I was roped in to find herbs, since I wasn’t taken as bad as most people, and so I was busy gathering blackberry leaves and stewing them up to make a tea when I wasn’t milking Clothilde or trying to coax the baby cousins into eating roasted roe-deer.  

Then Nanny Goiswintha decided that the best thing for the runs would be marshmallow root, which only grows in wet soil.  We probably could have sent a few people to look — but there was the wolf. Maybe even more than one. 

In the end, we all decided we’d be happiest if we all went to look for marshmallow root.  Together.  Even the pigs and the sheep and the cows. 

We’d just come to a place where there was a big old three-cornered stone standing tall by the roadside that day, and we didn’t fancy walking all the way back to the wetter land by the Baranduin by then, so we turned north away from the Road towards the Water.  

Of course, there wasn’t anything you could really call a path. A deer-track, at best. And soon it wasn’t even that. 

We were all pretty grumpy by that time, I’ll admit, but we were grumpier by far, by the time we’d managed to find our way through the brambles and the overgrown thickets. 

When the full May moon rose over the Shire, we’d come stumbling down through the willows to the long grass of the riverside. It was a clear night so we didn’t bother with putting up shelters.  We just flomped down by the water. 

We were tired, we were cross and hungry, and the sick babies just would not shut up.

I stomped off. Stupid of me, probably. But I really needed a few minutes, and to wash my face, and to be away from the sound of babies.  

I didn’t think about wolves, I didn’t think about what would happen if I had a fit and fell in the river.  I just stomped. 

And then, I saw white lights glimmering on the wooded slopes across the river, and heard them singing.  

Elves. My first thought was: oh no , not them again. 

I was more than ready to hand them their pointed ears on a plate. I could just imagine Mum perking up hopefully at the sound of singing and I thought: she’s going to be SO disappointed. 

The one came across the river, all in dark green with a white lantern in his hands sending sparkles across the the dark water as he stirred it to ripples, wading through. At least he wasn’t singing.

I went over to give him a proper warning that we really were not in the mood for elvish revelling, and I got to the bank just as he came up glittering, all wet and dripping like falling stars. 

There and Back Again to Norbury of the Kings

by bunn

Three hundred years after Angmar first arose in the North-kingdom, the successor kingdom of Arthedain still stands against the Witch-king of Angmar, though Rhudaur and Cardolan have fallen.

Not that the war bothers Marcho’s daughter Bagmē Blōma, half-Fallowhide, half-Harfoot, fifteen years old and all opinions. She’s got other things on her mind.

Tagged: Arnor, Third Age, Arthedain, Fallowhides, Harfoots, Staddle, Bree-hobbits, Norbury of the Kings, Athelas | Kingsfoil (Tolkien), soft power, Potato Pies, Epilepsy, how matriarchal are hobbits anyway, Cheerful Interlude in the Angmar Wars

[meelkiewee]

Grian Zine is almost here!

snippet snoppet from my piece for the @hermitszine Grian Zine!

they reblog other snippets if you're interested to peek at art and fics before the 27th, aka release day!

[dumbass-tumbler-cryptid]

Do you have any snoppet to share, whatever it is?

Sure!

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“Do a flip,” Lo’ak yelled from the other side of the skatepark’s bowl. Spider was happy to show off, doing the requested trick and then some, to the cheers of his friends. 

   “That was amazing!” Kiri said, as Spider rolled to a stop in front of her.

     Spider was grinning from ear to ear, “thanks!”

    Lo’ak slung an arm around his shoulder, leading him to the skatepark’s exit. “How about we swing by 7 Eleven, grab some slurpies, some snacks, head home, play some video games, maybe watch a scary movie…”

    “Hell yeah bro!” The boys fist bumped.

     Kiri nodded her approval, “good idea. We shouldn’t be out tonight.”

    The boys gave her matching questioning looks. “Why?”

    Kiri rolled her eyes like it should be obvious. “Because it’s a full moon.” When the boy’s continued to look confused she sighed dramatically. “The full moon makes people crazy.”

   “Sure sis,” Lo’ak said, clearly dismissing his sisters beliefs.

   “It does!” The sibling banter couldn’t help but make Spider smile as he simply watched his friends. A gentle breeze ruffled his braids, the evening summer sun, casting the whole world in a warm orange glow. For mid August the weather was absolutely perfect, not oppressively hot like the past few weeks had been. Spider savored the moment. In just five days, school would be starting again, forcing him back into the confines of its bland monotonous walls, without the company of his foster siblings…

   Miles jolted awake, the happiness he’d felt in his dream, instantly being replaced by sinking dread. The nightmares had started shortly after his one year anniversary in the cabin, increasing in frequency as the days went by. He only classified these dreams as nightmares because of the anxiety they spiked in his waking life. If Pa knew that he was reminiscing about the old days…..

    Things had been so good between them too. Miles could almost pretend like they were a regular father and son, spending their summer on a camping trip, hunting in the woods, fishing, having bonfires, and sleeping under the stars when the weather allowed for it. It had all been so normal. So easy. Of course his treacherous brain would have to mess that all up.

    The following morning Miles attempted to eat breakfast, his chin propped on his elbow, holding up his head as he struggled to stay awake. Pa’s calased hand reached out from behind him, carding through his hair, giving him affectionate scratches behind his ear. “You haven’t been sleeping well lately have you?” Miles simply nodded his head. “Something on your mind?” The question made his heart skip a beat but he forced it down, shaking his head no. “Is your room too stuffy then? We can sleep outside tonight if you want. You always like that.”

    “I’m fine Pa.” his voice came out low, heavy with fatigue. 

     “Mmhm.” The man didn’t buy it, but didn’t continue pushing the subject. “Take a nap after you eat. Your school work and chores aren’t goin' anywhere.” 

     Neither am I, he thought bitterly. “Thank Pa. I’ll do that.” And he did, making himself comfortable on the couch, basking in the sunlight like a spoiled house cat. He was jolted awake again only twenty minutes later. In this dream Kiri and him had been hanging out in her room, playing with a Ouija board, attempting to summon the spirits of their dead moms. They had thought it darkly funny, starting their séance in the middle of a storm, lightning candles everywhere. Her laughter still echoed in his head as he sat up trying to will the thoughts away.

    “Well that didn’t take long.” Miles looked up to find his Pa watching him. The man approached placing a hand on the side of his face. “You were mumbling in your sleep, but I couldn’t make out the words. What were you dreaming about?”

    “Nothing!” His father gave him a stern look. Miles backtracked, “I mean I don’t remember. Must have been a nightmare.”

    “Mmhmm.” Pa didn’t believe him and Miles knew it.

[geese-ball]

i have so many self indulgent little snoppets in my notes app (mostly of tim & donnie) and id have more but i keep forgetting ro writr them down!!!!

[earndiltheequalizer]

Hey so if anyone is wondering what the TTS Crew is up to-

https://www.patreon.com/posts/update-11-12-tts-58622549

I thoroughly encourage you to check out Alfa’s patreon, as he gives updates away for free for everyone to see. We’ve been quite busy. Read it at your leisure, and peruse our snippets and snoppets.

[simonrriley]

Snoppet:

“You bitch!” Bruiser gasped, “Fuck you!”

“You wish,” Sasha teased, nudging B with his foot. “Now go bring me snacks, whore.”

“I’m not the whore in this relationship,” Bruiser mumbled grumpily, still nursing his wrist as he stood up.

Amazing

[metatiki]

Writing WIPs

I was tagged by the sublime @opal-bee and their adorable avatar to list my WIPs with or without details, then tag some peeps and see if I can wrangle them into an answer.

Since it’s been a looong time since I’ve talked about my WIPs in any detail, here’s a list. And likely a Read More at some point, because I Have Thoughts (surprise, surprise) on my WIPs.

Current Active Project (published an update in the last month):

Don’t Worry, I’ll Protect You -- My Inquisitor Dorian story is active (closing in on the end of Act II now, with writing begun on Act III) and is planned for a 4 arc story.

Current Inactive Projects (planning to update in 2018):

The Tiniest Lion in Skyhold -- The ongoing saga of Tiny, Cullen’s pet tabby cat. Pure fluff for people who love both cats and Dragon Age. I do plan to update this between major projects, as it’s a fun breather between more serious works.

Fractured Thedas Tales -- My lighthearted and mostly irreverent (with occasional sobriety) take on the companions in each game. Currently only DAO is included, but I do plan to extend to DA2 and DAI. If you haven’t read these already, I’d give them a shot. Trust me.

Inactive Projects (these are on semi-permanent hiatus due to either Life or Time):

Hope for Light -- The story of my Canon Warden, Kalindra Tabris. I got about 25% through the story and then Real Life happened, and I’ve never quite gotten the mojo to go back to her, which makes me sad. I’m quite proud of her story as it is so far, but I had to put it on the back burner for several reason. I will return to her, when I have the proper mindset back (see Read More). Just not yet.

Everybody Lies -- The story of my Canon Inquisitor, Martin Trevelyan. I’ve written snippets and snoppets of his story, and even published some of them (also this one-shot aaaaand this one). However, I’ve never written his full story, though it lives in full detail in my head. Part of this is due to time, but a large part of it is... well, actually, I’ll address that in a Read More below.

The Inn Between Loads -- A very irreverent take on what happens to video game characters ‘between loads’ i.e., when they’re not in the game (usually through a scripted death). I love this series a LOT and it’s fun to write, but there’s no schedule or anticipated update.

Rise of Arlathan -- The outcome of trying to convert my long-time DA AU RP into a fic. 140k+ words later, and we only covered first 100k or our sprawling 5M+ RP epic, and interest was minimal, so we quietly stopped publishing it. For those who want to see Martin’s first appearance in my brain, check it out, but it will likely never be continued.

Projects I Will Never Publish No Matter What But Which Still Consume My Brain:

Jorath Amell: The Full Story -- Originally Written as my Evil Warden character, Jorath Amell challenged my concept that any character, no matter how evil, can be redeemed. Thus, Jorath Amell’s Full Story™ morphed into a saga so complicated that there is no possible way that even Neal Stephenson or Brandon Sanderson would be able to sell it to a publisher. I adore it in my head, but yeahno. I’ll never write it.

Kamila Hawke -- The story of my canon Hawke. Kamila’s canon ending doesn’t work at all for integration into DAI, so I probably will never write this story since I can’t make it fit with my other canon characters anymore. Still, I love my poor Kamila Hawke. (also some commentary in the Read More)

I tag @the-lady-magician, @the-duelling-tophat, @sallyamongpoison, @elementa1st, and @nightscrawl to encourage them to discuss their writing, art, or other creative projects!

And more for those who want more info... Well, it gets wordy. ;)

My two canon babies, Kalindra Tabris and Martin Trevelyan, are also highlighted in the artwork on my blog itself (to the right). I stopped publishing stories about them for different reasons, but this seems as good a place as any to talk about it.

For Kalindra Tabris, I have tried to write more of her story in the last year or so. Unfortunately, two things have interfered in me finding my place in her head again. 1) My own dysphoria. This is already getting better, but for a while, it was very hard for me to put myself into a female mindset. I think it was temporary, based on my stage of transition and mental progress through it, but it did affect me for a while. 2) The fandom. Kalindra’s mother is Dalish, and there was a period after DAI when I got very weary of the Discourse concerning anything Dalish. Not only that, the next part of her story would have been the Dalish quest, so it compounded the problem. Now that I’ve stepped back from the fandom and carefully make sure that very little Discourse passes over my dash, I may be able to get back into it. And to love Alistair during the Blight again. Maybe.

For Kamila Hawke, it is... complicated. When I originally played Kamila, it was as a lesbian who fell in love with Aveline, and then shifted to a slightly-more-than friendship with Sebastian because they were lonely but didn’t actually want any sex--and would have felt guilty entering into a relationship with Merrill and especially Isabela on that basis. As I wrote pieces here or there, I slowly came to realize that Kamila was, in fact, asexual demiromantic transmasc (or at least that’s the best way I can describe them at current)--but when I’d conceived the character, I didn’t yet know all the words for that. I just knew that Kamila felt like in my head. Ultimately, Kamila kills Anders in a fit of anger, then later kills themself when the guilt of killing Anders drives them into a deep depression. So their story doesn’t fit in between Kalindra’s and Martin’s easily. In fact, when I write Martin’s story, it will be with an entirely different Hawke because I don’t want to change their story just to fit canon events. But Kamila will always be my canon Hawke, no matter what.

For Martin Trevelyan, it’s a little more complicated. For many people, their main OCs tend to reflect what they are or what they wish they could be. Martin was that long before I knew that’s what I was doing. So writing his story means I have to unpack my baggage from what I want his story to be, and that’s a bit more tricky than just writing his story. I’m working on it, but I can’t work on it for long periods of time due to the emotional depth of investment it needs. In addition to that, Martin makes some decisions, both in his past and in the course of game events, which Some may consider to run counter to True Heroic Actions, and I’m not sure I want to deal with the potential reaction to that when I could just enjoy his story in my head. It’s petty, I know, but it’s a fear linked deeply to anxiety and my own instinctive desire to protect a character I most closely link to myself (more as an actual son rather than an alter-ego). Still, I love his story enough that I may eventually get around to it, but again... I don’t know. I waffle on it a lot. I have literally written millions of words for Martin and various versions of him in RP and AUs of that RP, so I love writing him. It’s just hard to publish him. Ah well.

[loneswaggingranger]

Hi!!! Thanks for tagging me @gwendolinequinn

Three Ships:

I'm usually more of a read what hits kind of person, so ships float around me but they aren’t my main mast, if that makes sense?? But the three ships I most commonly delve into will have to be

Tony Stark/Loki (Marvel)

Dick Grayson/Slade Wilson (the agegap is kiinndaa big ik but I found it through a really really good a03 author and by the time I realised, I was already well and steadily I aboard the ship. Don't regret it for a second tho :)) )

Peter Parker/Wade Wilson (Andrew Garfield Peter Parker and slightly younger RR Wade Wilson)

First Ship:

I,,, don't,,, remember??? Might have been Loki/Tony but it's been 6 years and my memory is as big as a goldfish's.

Last Song I Listened To:

The Horse and the Infant

It is time for my daily EPIC the Musical rant XD

It's a work-in-progress Musical by Jorge Rivera-Herrans which adapts the stories from The Odyssey into a full-fledged anime-video-game-style-musical. It's also just a very good exposure to Greek mythology vibes :))))

There's two official sagas out atm (aka the Troy and Cyclops Saga) but the creator has uploaded snippets of songs on tiktok which I periodically enjoy. There will be a projected number of 9 sagas over the course of 2 Acts (runtime 1 hr 40 minutes), with 5 in Act 1 and 4 in Act 2. This musical has consumed my mind, essentially.

Here's a yt playlist (bcoz i don hv tiktok) of the released songs, the snoppet songs and animatics made by various talented artists!

EPIC THE MUSICAL PLAYLIST

Last Movie I Watched

6 Underground on Netflix! It was a very fun heist-type movie, with found family tropes and everything. 4/5 stars

Currently Watching

uhhhhh nothing XD EPIC has me on chokehold

Currently Consuming

Thin air and lukewarm confidence

Currently Craving

Hainanese Chicken Rice :')

Tagging:

@envysparkler

@blueskiesprettylies @e-s-willswriting

@jelly-pies

@realace and anyone else who's keen!! Have a great day folks!!

9 People You Want to Know Better tag

Thanks for tagging me, @splashinkling!!

Three Ships:

oof... Not much of a shipper I'm afraid (basically as long as it's well written I'm on board to read fics lol) but I've got a weak spot for OT3s! So here goes:

Tony/Pepper/Rhodey (Marvel)

Bruce/Clark/Diana (DC)

Valkyrie/Sif/genderfluid!Loki (Marvel)

First Ship:

again, not really my area, but the first shippy stories I've ever read were probably either Destiel or the most popular pairing of whatever other fandom I was into when I started reading fanfiction...

Last Song I Listened To:

lofi hip hop radio study beats :P

but the last proper one was probably Komet by Udo Lindenberg and Apache 207!

Last Movie I Watched:

Ant-Man 3 in the cinema! Didn't particularly like it :(

Currently Watching:

Avengers: Earth's Mightiest Heroes from 2010 lol. Definitely superior to the MCU in terms of team dynamics...

Currently Consuming:

Chocolate!

Currently Craving:

Pizza from the pizza place down the street back home... Worst part about being abroad is definitely not being able to eat your comfort food whenever you want it :(

Tagging @queenofimaginedworlds, @aquadestinyswriting, @joyful-soul-collector, @loneswaggingranger, @writerrelapse and whoever else would like to give it a go!

[kjandsdvlogs]

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[easterngothic-blog]

whenever i look out my window when it's dark outside i keep expecting to see either zombies or kez. can someone explain this to me