#someone write it I can't deal with any more wips

[peanutheaddd]

bro this isnt ok any more WHY HAVE U INFECTED MY BRAIN I CAN'T AJGIAUSKS. im literally in physical pain rn over the divlib au i infodumped about it on my sister for more than an hour (poor her i was rambling).

no but an au hasn't taken such a hold on me like this in fucking YEARS. normally im kinda meh about divlib aus but u spun it in a way which is dealing me psychic damage like UHHH THE INTIMACY OF THE POSSESSION?!?!? ngl i think one of the reasons it appealed to me sm is that they're brought together by lil petey, normally divlib aus dont have enough raw feelings but the angsty comic u posted of dm almost exorcising petey really did it for me, im yapping now but i just wanted to express how much i love your world/story building and suddenly i feel so inspired i do NAWT need another wip

n e ways im literally throwing up crying screaming i need to be sedated 👍 feeling the intense urge to pummel something with my fists i cannot be contained + i think i came here to say smt about writing/reading a fic of the divlib au but my brain is literally imploding that au is so fire AAAAH

WHAT THE FUCK BRO THIS MEANS THE GAT DAMN WORLD TO ME THANK YOU ?!&:?!!!!!! 😁😁😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 I LOVE MY CATHOLIC DOG MAN AUUUU RAAAHHH RAAAHHH RAAAHHHHHH SO GLAD U LIKE IT AS MUCH AS I DO YAYYYYYY HOLDS UR HANDS AND JUMPS AROUND IN A FIELD OF FLOWRRS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i really really REAALLYYY love religion and religious themes and playing around with it and i feel like theres So much potential for it ESPECIALLY in a GAY WAY that never gets used . like shame? devotion? temptation? repression? denial? dichotomy? OHHHH MY GODDDDDDDDDD BROOOOO. i also just really really really love taking situations that arent inherently romantic and making them RRREAAAAAALY INTIMATE . its like a game to me like how intimate can i make this situation without making it explicitly romantic .

idk if i will ever write a fic bc that seems So itnimidating to me but i probs will draft a timeline of events at some point AT LEAST 😭😭😭😭💪💪💪💪 and u bet ur ass im gonna keep loredumping BLESSSSSSS I LOVE MY AWEOSME CHUNGUS LIIFFEEEEEE

THANK YOU AGAIN FOR THIS ASK ITS MAKING ME SO EXCITED TO KNOW SOMEONE IS CRAZY ABOUT IT LIKE I AM AHAHA… HAHA…. 😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁

[a-swiss-and-a-spaniard]

Roger Federer | 24 hrs with Roger — London: All Are Welcome

[some-stars]

i was about to reblog this post with some thoughts, and then reblogs got turned off so i will just put them here instead:

it's not that i disagree with any of the sentiment in this post--while i personally have been very lucky to get plenty of nice comments, it's definitely eerily quiet and sometimes weirdly hostile out there for most people, much more than it used to be. but i just don't think posts like this are effective, and honestly i don't think that "number of comments from strangers" is what's really missing. what people are missing is the community that fandom/fanfic used to have, and the way you get that is by making it. you gotta make fandom friends who are excited for your thoughts and your stories, and you gotta get excited about their stuff, and you gotta spend hours on discord and/or in the group chat bouncing ideas off each other and just, get invested in each other as fans and as writers. (and hopefully also as people you'll still be friends with a decade from now!)

like i'm never ever going to turn down a nice comment on ao3, it's always wonderful! when someone quotes the parts they liked best it absolutely makes my day! but what i need, what actually fuels me, is the attention and interest from the 2-5 people i actually write all my fics for, because they loved the idea and i know they can't wait to read it and will scream at me at length once they do. relationships are always going to motivate and reward you better than fans, and fortunately relationships are the one of those two things that you have some control over!

so how do you build those relationships? start by commenting on fics you love on ao3, and especially leave longer, detailed comments. follow the author and reblog their fics on tumblr and add some thoughts about why you loved them. if the author engages with you when you do either of those things, keep doing it. maybe they'll follow you back, and once you've had a few mutuals-type interactions on the dashboard try sending them a DM asking if they want to chat about [fandom/character/pairing]; maybe briefly mention an idea/WIP you have that you're looking to bounce around with someone. i know if you have social anxiety this all sounds like horrible cruel lies but i SWEAR, this approach has never once failed me.

and i know that this advice probably sounds like disingenuous bullshit coming from someone who usually gets a lot of comments. all i can say is that i've been writing fanfic for 25 years and until 2020, i hardly ever pulled the kind of numbers i do now, and i genuinely did not care because i always had at least a couple friends to talk to about my ideas and listen to their ideas and get excited together. build relationships that feed you with other fans/writers, it's so much more rewarding and reliable than hoping strangers will be nice to you.

(and i'm not saying they shouldn't be nice to you! people SHOULD comment more! OP is completely correct! but you can't hand over control of your emotions about a hobby you love to random strangers on the internet and just hope they'll do the right thing. that is not a recipe for happiness.)

(also all of the above is in regard to people not leaving comments. the issue of people leaving asshole comments criticizing your work or demanding more without even bothering to say something nice first is related but separate, and the way to deal with those people is to either publicly shame them or bitch about them in the group chat and delete their comments, depending on your energy levels.)

[philokaliist]

'Snowflake'

Clarisse La Rue x Albino!Fem!Reader

A/N:More hc's on the way!Luke fics are also wip!

I feel like she would constantly tease you about your eyes twitching in the sun, but she'd also low-key make sure you have sunglasses all the time. Like, "Here, put these on,pretty girl. Don't want you going blind or something."

I feel like she would grumble about having to deal with sunscreen, but secretly she enjoys applying it to your pale skin, all protective and stuff. "Stay still,snowflake.Don't want you getting burnt." because she knows how much it hurts given how sensitive your skin is.

She LOVES stealing your hoodies because she says it's like wearing a cloud. "Softest hoodie in camp, hands down.Almost as soft as you."

I feel like she would totally get jealous if anyone else tries to tease you about your unique traits. She's like, "Back off, she's mine to tease."

Imagine her trying to braid your hair, but she's all gruff about it. "Stop moving,pretty thing.I'm not good at this, but it's better than your hair getting tangled." especially if you had longer hair.

So I feel like she would totally have a secret collection of sun hats for you. "Just wear one,snowflake.It's not that hard."

I feel like she would get protective if anyone makes fun of you.She's ready to throw down. "You got a problem with how they look? Say it to my face."

She LOVES bragging about your beauty to her friends, but she does it in a very smug way. "Yeah,my girlfriend here is a vision. Deal with it."

She deff calls you "Casper" sometimes as a joke.

She loves the moments when you let her be the big spoon. "Yeah, that's right,pretty girl.I'm the tough one, remember?" But you both know she secretly loves it.

If someone ever makes a comment about your appearance, she's quick to jump in and shut them down.Clarisse is fiercely protective of you.

She loves planning late-night stargazing sessions because the lack of harsh sunlight makes you more comfortable. She won't admit it's for you, though; she just insists she likes the stars.

During capture the flag, she's always got your back. It's like having your own personal bodyguard, and she'd get all defensive if anyone even looks at you funny.

When it's super sunny, and you can't avoid being outside, she'll grumble but end up walking with you to keep you her shadow.

If someone asks about your haie,eyes or skin or anything else, she's quick to snap at them, shutting down any insensitive comments. She doesn't tolerate anyone messing with you if it's not her - and she never even means the half-assed jokes she makes half of the time.

She's not the biggest fan of PDA, but she'll subtly hold your hand or wrap her arm around you when she thinks no one is looking.

If someone challenges her or disrespects you, Clarisse is ready to throw down. She's not afraid to assert herself,proving she's got your back.

On the rare occasions when you catch her being extra sweet,she brushes it off like it's nothing. But you can see it in her eyes - she's head over heels for you,even if she won't say it out loud.

A/N:I'll probably make a fic like this soon instead of hc's.I just gotta get an idea on what to write tbh.

[sherlocks-blanket]

Drunk Confessions

A/N: Finally, after having not posted for such a long time... I can post a fic I had as a WIP since last year... I hope I get to write more again, but I can't promise anything. Anyway, I hope you guys like it.

Words: 1k

Warnings: Nothing, just some drunk sherlock?

After you received a message from Sherlock, that you should come as soon as possible to Baker street, minus the spelling errors; which you dismissed he messaged while being in trouble… You dropped anything you where doing and hurried outside to hail a cab; to take you to 221B.

The moment the cab halt, you paid the driver and rushed up the stairs to find Sherlock with John sitting towards each other with notes attached on their foreheads and from the liquor in their hand; you could probably tell, that they had too much for this evening, with how wasted they are…

As you gasped for air, you let yourself drop on the doorframe, drawing the attention from the two men. You noticed a smile spreading on Sherlock lips the second his eyes where on you, but it wasn’t a fake one; it radiates warmth like he was pleased to see you came, which was unlike for Sherlock to do. Not that he can’t do it, but when he does; it’s either false ones that you can tell apart from the real, since the real ones are rare and shows how comfortable he is with someone, that he shows it; unlike the fake ones, where he drops his smile immediately the moment the person turns they face away from him; which you noticed a few times…

A giggle from John broke the awkward silence in this room. You turned your gaze to the doctor and raised an eyebrow at him.

“I kneeeeeeeew it!” he exclaimed, pointing to Sherlock, then he took a sip from his drink.

You furrowed your brows in further confusion, but shaking your head; you got your phone out of your pocket and wrote Mary; telling her she should pick up her drunken fiancé… Just as you were done writing the text; a client walked into the flat and asked for Sherlock; but you kindly explained she should come tomorrow, since it gotten late. It made you wonder if clients show up at any hour of the day…

Sherlock, of course…He protested that the client shouldn’t leave even after the client had already left. After all, who knows? It could’ve been a missed opportunity for a case that could have gotten his interest; but you simply pushed him back in his armchair when he tried to stand up.

“You can work tomorrow…Now you better rest, so you’ll be sober for the next day…”

He stared with a sharp glare, like he wanted to prove with some deductions he’s capable of working, but he faltered instantly; which you took as a sign that he gave in. When you turned to help John downstairs; where Mary would pick him up; still you felt his eyes bore onto you.

As Mary left with John; she gave you an apologetic glance before they got into a cab; leaving you to deal with a drunken Sherlock.

When you stepped through the door, Sherlock sat still in his armchair, his posture relaxed; his eyes on something. You never saw him resting like that, but it most likely came from the alcohol…

His eyes wandered to you, noticing you were present again. There was this again…

This warm smile.

“Well…let’s get you sobered up…” you mumbled, leaning your hand on his shoulder to animate him to standing up, which he didn’t and instead, he took your hand in his own; staring at it like it was a piece of art.

“You have such soft hands...”,he murmured, keeping his eyes on your hand; rubbing his thumb along your palm.

You gently withdrawn your hand feeling the a heat rise on your cheeks; before you could say something again that he needs to rest, he slowly stood up wobbly on his own; leaning his hand your shoulder for support.

With you by his side, you brought him to his bedroom and only helped to remove his shoes and his suit jacket. It didn’t need to get more awkward than it already was for you.

Just as you turned the night light off and wanting to head to the living room; you felt your hand taken again and a warm feeling on it. You peeked over your shoulder; seeing Sherlock lean his cheek on it, with his eyes closed.

You tried to withdraw your hand, but at the same time, you didn’t mind it much. So, you stayed for a while and heard Sherlock snoring softly.

**********

The next morning you were preparing some tea and some water with some painkillers. You assumed he'll have a headache after yesterday…

Just as you wanted to get your stuff from the couch and leave for your own flat; you heard a door open followed with some footsteps.

“Morning.” You greeted him with a smile, which disappeared the moment you thought about yesterday again... It made you wonder if he remembered his drunken behavior or if he ‘deleted’ it from his ‘hard drive’.

Sherlock acknowledged you with a slight nod and went for the water and painkillers.

You watched him silently drink the water but felt uncomfortable for you staring at him. So you thought it was better to go. As you took a single step; Sherlock called your name, drawing your attention back to him.

“About yesterday-“

You interrupted him, holding your hands up in defense; ”No! It’s alright…I know you didn’t mean that…“

Sherlock stared at you, and you could tell he thought for his next words, as he slowly opened his mouth to only closed it again.

“I..I really like you, and I mean... It”

You raised your eyebrows in confusion from this explanation about yesterday until he added.

“ I mean…I like you more than a friend…”

You froze on the spot at his confession as weird as the situation was you wanted to show him you felt the same, so you got out of your stupor and hugged him. It definitely caught him by surprise.

“Do you…feel the same?” he asked cautiously.

You only nodded and said while chuckling; “Yes.”

Sherlock hummed in thought. “I might have to thank John for this…it was his idea to text you…”

You thought again before you slowly connected the dots about yesterday. Like when John said he knew it…Did he see that you liked Sherlock or Sherlock, you or even both? You shook the thoughts away since they didn’t matter anymore. The only thing what mattered…

…was now.

[a-most-beloved-fool]

for the wip title game, 1 and 2? 👀

but also aroace spock from the tags?? I know you haven't written much about it but i will eat every crumb 🥺

title ask game!

No One Can Read Spock: Newly-minted Captain Kirk has heard rumors about his soon-to-be first officer Commander Spock, and none of them kind. He braces himself to meet someone cold and uncaring - cruel, even - but when he beams aboard the Enterprise, what he finds... isn't that. Instead, he finds someone who is kind, compassionate, funny, and genuinely likeable - and he figures that if no one else is going to befriend this Vulcan, he damn sure will!

(Originally, this was conceived as something fairly lighthearted and silly, but... it's kinda turned into Kirk vs xenophobia, ft. Spock Making Friends.)

Everyone Can Read Spock: This one features a lot of POV Outsider, a very-obviously-in-love Spock, and a Captain Kirk who... doesn't seem to notice. Somehow.

At one point, I wrote an abridged version of a scene towards the end of this because i was going to make it a tumblr post and then i decided that there was a very real chance it would get a lot of notes and i would feel guilty taking forever to write it if that happened, but, because i do think it's a banger scene (even very abridged), I'll stick it below the cut.

Aroace Spock: This one was born because I came across a few too many pieces of media that featured asexual people """Becoming Normal""" and shippy things which acted as though it were The Worst Thing Imaginable to be aromantic (OR to be in any sort of relationship with someone who was aromantic) and i got mad. Very little of it is written so far, but essentially, the plot will be thus:

Spock accidentally walks in on Kirk and Bones discussing Kirk's feelings for Spock, and then immediately flees. Kirk panics, because ohfuckwhatifiruinedourfriendship.jpeg. Spock avoids Kirk for three days or so before finally appearing in his quarters to talk. Spock feels wildly guilty about not reciprocating Kirk's feelings (because Kirk is the most important person in his life, and shouldn't that translate to love? why isn't he in love with him??). Kirk assures him that it's perfectly fine that Spock isn't in love with him - their friendship is more than enough for him. The conversation ends, and their friendship is unchanged, and both are a bit relieved and a bit disappointed. Later, Spock learns about queerplatonic relationships and is like "hey wait a minute, this could be perfect!" He brings the idea to Kirk, who is like "are you SURE you want this, and you aren't just suggesting it because you think I want it?" Spock assures him that no, he wants it, too. Cue relationship negotiation while they try to balance their various wants and needs.

Eventually, after a great deal of watching Spock Blatantly Pining, McCoy says something offhand to Jim about how Spock is in love with him. And Jim just blinks at him, confused.

"Spock isn't in love with me," he says, as though it's simple fact.

Bones raises an eyebrow, incredulous. "Jim, there's no way you haven't seen it. The damn fool loves you. He's as near to head over heels as I've ever seen!"

Stubbornly, Jim shakes his head. "I'm telling you, Bones. He doesn't love me."

"He does!"

"No," Jim insists. "I'd know if he loved me!"

McCoy crosses his arms, scoffing. "Well, I'd have thought so, too, considering how obvious he is about it, but clearly not!" McCoy knows, though, that he won't convince Kirk of the truth by simply arguing well. So, instead, he asks, "Why do you think you'd know, exactly?"

"Because Spock's a touch telepath," Kirk declares, as though that solves the matter.

"Jim," Bones says, kindly, "touch telepathy only works one way. You can't feel a Vulcan's emotions by touching them - only they can feel yours."

Kirk doesn't look very impressed by that argument. "Yes, I know that, Bones," he says. He looks almost insulted that McCoy would feel the need to explain that to him.

"Well then why the hell do you think his touch telepathy would make a difference?!" McCoy snaps.

"Because Spock would tell me, if he loved me!"

McCoy can't quite follow the argument that Jim obviously thinks he's making. "What?" he asks, clearly baffled.

Frustrated, Kirk explains step-by-step, as though describing something basic to a particularly stubborn two-year-old. "Spock's a touch telepath. I touch Spock all the time. I always have. He picks up emotions from me frequently. Therefore, there's no way Spock hasn't realized that I'm in love with him. If he loved me back, he'd tell me. He already knows where I stand on the matter."

Kirk punctuates this declaration with a self-satisfied little nod, even as his composure cracks just enough to expose the old ache of unrequited love - one which had been remarkably well-hidden until now. But, his self-pity session is rudely interrupted by McCoy bursting from his seat, expression apoplectic. A blood vessel looks near to bursting in his forehead.

"WHAT?!"

And then McCoy chucks Jim bodily at Spock and the two fools finally figure things out.

McCoy is then gifted a very nice shore leave. He's put up with enough. He's earned it.

(and actually, because why not, here's a chunk of that scene in my real writing style (though bear in mind that it'll probably go through another three rounds of editing before it's Actually Done):

McCoy blinked at him, mouth agape. “You can’t have not noticed,” he blurted, incredulous. “Jim, the man is smitten. He’s as near to head over heels as I’ve ever seen!”  

Kirk just shook his head, a wry sort of smile sitting on his lips. “Yes, yes. That’s a very funny joke, Bones. Now, I���ve got work to do, you know,” he said, and made to pick up his padd once again.  

Without thinking, McCoy reached across the deck and slammed the padd back to the table. “Damnit, Jim!” he snapped, feeling angry all of a sudden, “I’m being serious! Spock’s got feelings for you. Real, honest-to-goodness, romantic feelings!”  

Kirk stilled, and looked at him more closely, expression shifting to something kind, and, oddly, almost sad. “You are serious, aren’t you?” he mused, voice gentle. “Well, I can see how you might come to that conclusion. But – you’re wrong, I’m afraid. He doesn’t love me. Not like that, anyways.” 

And Kirk, in spite of all the evidence he had been given over the years, clearly believed it. When Spock had been being obvious, having clearly made attempts to instigate a relationship in both the Terran and Vulcan fashions before settling into his current state of “plainly in love, but not acting on it.” Had Jim simply – not seen? Not noticed? Did he pay no attention to the man he claimed was a friend? 

“Of all the oblivious–” 

“Bones,” Kirk said, raising his voice just enough to cut him off. McCoy obliged, but glared at Kirk, mutinous. “I’m telling you: he doesn’t love me.”)

[lizhly-writes]

@asha10100101010 @wizisbored @eriquin thank you very much! and now, from the wip doc, directly continuing from this:

"You don't want to be my right-hand man."

"I didn't say that!"

Even if Wei Hua was thinking it, Jiang Cheng should give him credit for not saying it!

"You didn't need to say anything," Jiang Cheng grumbled. His face was scrunched up -- it seemed like he couldn't decide whether or not to be angry or to... cry?

Did Wei Hua just make a kid cry? That sounded super bad. Was it better or worse that Wei Hua was also a kid? Sort of a kid?

Haha. Ah. Shit. He wasn't supposed to be crushing kids' dreams until he was a parent or something!

"I just! I just!!! I just think you should pick someone more qualified!" Wei Hua said.

"What's that supposed to mean."

'What's that supposed to mean'? Wasn't it pretty obvious? Wei Hua didn't seriously think he had to say it out loud -- but if he didn't have to say it out loud, then Jiang Cheng wouldn't have brought up this whole 'right-hand man' business to begin with.

Wei Hua was not the most talented cultivator. He never did anything that stood out among the other Jiang disciples. Frankly, the only thing that stood out was that his surname was 'Wei', and that was not in a good way.

"Your mom hates me," Wei Hua said.

"She doesn't...." Jiang Cheng trailed off, probably because he couldn't say "she doesn't hate you" without feeling like a liar.

"Your mom really hates me," Wei Hua said, encouraged. "Making her hate me is the only thing I do better than anybody else."

This was the sort of thing that happened when your not-mom thought you were your not-dad's bastard child. This didn't faze Wei Hua at all, since he'd never actually gotten out of the habit of gracefully dealing with the fact that his guardians wished he didn't exist, but everyone else was pretty upset about it.

"I really don't have any other qualifications," Wei Hua said. "There's no reason you should pick me over anyone else. Unless you feel like giving your mom an aneurysm, haha. That'd be pretty unfilial of you!"

There was a pause, just long enough for Wei Hua to maybe think this would go away and they would never have to talk about it again, before Jiang Cheng said, "Bullshit."

"Eh?"

"That's not true."

"Have you seen your mom yell at me?" Wei Hua said.

"She's yelled harder at Xiao-shidi," Jiang Cheng said.

This was true. It had to be said while Wei Hua was not a talented cultivator, he was also not terrible. At worst, he was below average, which still put him solidly above dead last. Which mean, yeah, Madame Yu yelled more at Xiao-shidi.

"Are you arguing I have no qualifications, then?" Wei Hua said, feeling strangely delighted.

Jiang Cheng jabbed a finger at his chest. "Shut up. You can't pull that with me. I've seen your coursework."

Ah.

Wei Hua casually looked away, twiddling his thumbs. "Sort of thought you guys didn't really care about that."

If Wei Hua had an advantage anywhere, it was outside of sword class. Literature, calligraphy, mathematics, that kind of thing. He wasn't good, but he was objectively better than his peers. It would've been actively sad if he wasn't, when he'd already learned all this shit a lifetime ago. If you only looked at non-cultivator classes, Wei Hua would be ranked -- well, not number one, because he wasn't actually that great at painting or playing the qin or writing poetry or -- regardless! He would be pretty high up there!

But nobody ever only looked at non-cultivator classes. Why would anyone do that when they were in a cultivation sect? Seriously, who would care about maths instead of magic sword stuff?

[puckpocketed]

hello i was tagged by @18minutemajor for WIP Wednesday. it is not Wednesday but i am also not a cop so . here we gooo!!!!!!! tagging my esteemed colleagues (very politely and with no pressure!!!):

@neonfretra @oensible @sorrellegiance @moregraceful @stereax

@wheelsnipecelebrini

@korshrimpski (EDIT: it won’t?? let me tag you. unless these are on separate lines <3)

what's in-progress in your life <3 writing? art? recipe? skill acquisition?

if any crafty people see this - if ANYONE sees this - and would like to join in, feel free and consider yourself tagged <3 (and tag me back so i can see your stuff!!!) link to 18minutemajor's post if yall curious :3 my VERY long wip dump + ramblings under the cut!

its christmas soon and i like to paint gifts for my friends + and i'm finally revisiting my anime/lineart/inking era (here you are K!! my lineart past, present, and future!! <3) so here are some things i've been working on/coming back to/MAY NEVER FINISH: hockey related:

this is juraj slafkovsky and his dinky little middle part which he can absolutely learn to style into something a little less dinky but never does. i am so charmed by him. i imagine he just rocks it because his pretty privilege supersedes dinky middle parts . LMAO!!

here is Sasuke from my Naruto Hockey AU. I am a little stuck on jersey mockups lol. here he is. our haunted little 1OA who is absolutely normal and regular about his captain (LOUD incorrect buzzer):

personal oc art

wanna know some puckpocketed deep lore? i've never been one to make OCs. i was just not a very creative kid tbh. spent all my time drawing sailor moon instead. i still go back to her sometimes because she is one of my favourite shapes in the WORLD!!

in my 20s i took up playing d&d because of the. uh. plague. <3 and got pretty close to having OCs!! those count right? anyway. here is my tavern-wench-turned-wizard!!! i think i painted this 2 years ago? <- put dates on your works guys it saves lives. her name is Mel (short for Melins (pronounced like melons. on account of her knockers. can you tell i never grew out of my 12 yr old booby/cock joke era?) i revisited Mel recently and have started painting her in earnest again!! :3

I briefly dated someone who was very into streetwear and fashion, and I fell down a techwear/gorpcore/cyberpunk rabbit hole for a couple days out of curiosity. i remember literally zero salient info on any of it except the broad strokes of silhouetting and Vibes. what i emerged with, however, was a ?? sorta OC?? im not sure what to call them. they dont rly have a name or gender. I did this little sheet ages ago + the aborted attempt at a portrait later:

Here are my most recent explorations (i have been doing SOOOO much art. <3) which include:

unfinished character sheet + chibi art. I played with their jacket (much more structured/square/tailored thing) and added a lotta random buckles and belts. i took textiles class years ago and have a little experience in garment construction. and i know for a fact this thing does not make any sense. it hurts me to look at a little bit LMAO so i've paused it while i go draft patterns (badly. i was never good at drafting. i think i may have to break out my scrap fabric stash and hand sew a real life mock-up. HELP!)

here is me having fun with them and imagining them as some kind of cyber-fisherman. the best part of every game is the fishing mini-game to me. i love fishing mini-games so much. I made their hair really big because i wanted them to have big unwieldy hair and the vibes told me i should add more movement to the piece aside from the fishing line. I messed with their jacket AGAIN because i can't stop thinking about what kinda jacket they'd wear. gorp-core ? idk. it sure is something!

gifts for my friends :3

back in my weeb era for real YAYYYY!!! up til now i'd been making hockey art using a zero pressure sensitivity pen brush because i simply did NOT want to deal with that. it is and has always been a barrier to me making art that uses line art. <3 easing my way back into it though!

I used to paint gifts for my friends and then get them printed into lil posters and mount them on nice backing :3 i am now ready and back to painting.

Here is my girlbestie's OC. just a rough pose sketch. i think im pretty unsatisfied with the gesture of the head/hand. i wanted to include her gun in some way. i fear i may have to rework the pose entirely <3

For the genshin girlies.. here are some of my friends fave characters.

Yelan - this one i started many holidays ago and put on the backburner because the colouring was wigging me out. you can see where i started rendering stuff + got sidetracked and started on something else (the crystal choker IM LAUGHING @ past me...)

Ayaka - I reaaally like what i did here with the perspective + foreshortening. I don't know if the pose or expression is in-character or not, but i had fun :3 got stunlocked looking at references of genshin weapons so this is where i left off:

if you made it all the way down here hi... <3 ice hockey really cracked the ketchup bottle open for me when it comes to making art again. i love the communities i've found, and i'm inspired by every artist on here every day. thanks for being so cool + have a great day :)

[punkranger]

WIP Wednesday

@camillathe6th and @mihqorio tagged me and I have no drawings going on that I haven't shared already or intend to finish, so have some writing. This is just another excerpt of Angler’s journal that I've been writing whenever I had a thought about their backstory or as a way to keep track of what happened in our oneshots, this part is from their first time in Waterdeep. (For those who don't know Angler is my water genasi swashbuckler that I play in our group's series of one-shots that act as various quests our Adventurer's Guild sends us on in our not-quite campaign). Anyway their pov is insufferable and they're full of themself.

The city requires my full attention, I've already been a target for pickpockets – very exciting! The guards are not very understanding of self defence however, apparently I am supposed to “shout for help and let them deal with it” instead of stabbing the thief so he can't do it again. I didn't stay to hear what else he had to say, but he shouted something about putting me in jail for the night to teach me how civilised places work. 

Doesn't sound civilised to me. 

I decided to try out pickpocketing for myself, it seemed lucrative and relatively low risk here, if the guards just put you in a cell for it. It's been fairly easy to get away with, but it's harder to find people with much valuables on them, I'll have to look around for a bit. I've also noticed that just looking around is very lucrative, I've learned a lot from that. For example, people don't always like when you see them do certain things, but they will also pay you to act like you haven't seen them. 

Some people also look at me a lot. I thought in a big city like this I wouldn't stand out, but it seems like I'm more unique than I thought. I do like the idea of being memorable, but at the moment it doesn't seem like such a good idea, it would be far too easy to get caught if there are barely any other water genasi in the city. I've heard there are a few around the docks, though they usually stay on the ships. Good riddance, I don't need any competition, or anyone making assumptions about me and my skills because they know someone that looks like me.

Tagging @gingerbreton @rlnkrat @kittlesandbugs

[uraniumwriting]

THE SIX WIPS OF MY FINAL SUMMER BREAK

That's right: though I am graduating (walking tomorrow aaaaa), I do have a bit of a break before I go to my Big Kid Job(tm) and the associated move with it. That means I get lots and lots of time to write (and read and game) over the next month and a half.

In that realm, here is a brief description of the six wips that I plan to start! The current plan is to get to about 10k in a draft for all six, and then try to add stuff from there for those I'm feeling stronger about.

Sequel to Ghosts of the Steel Road

This one is pretty self-explanatory! For those who are new, I self-published Ghosts of the Steel Road in September, which means it's time to write the sequel! I'm very excited to explore more of this world (and now from the perspective from a certain someone 👀) but it's also a bit nerve-wracking given that this is my first large sequel. No description yet tho because I haven't quite decided the plot yet lol

The Unwanted Sacrifice (Second Draft)

I've talked about this wip quite a bit over the past year, and now it's time to make the project a bit more proper! After all, one of my goals for this year is to get this wip to beta readers. For those not in the know, The Unwanted Sacrifice follows Fastyma, a woman meant to be sacrificed to the fearsome dragon, Tharzalia, only for the sacrifice to go wrong. Now facing the prospect of being alive when she should be long dead, Fastyma has to set out to unravel the reason she was refused and the conspiracies behind the sacrifice in the first place.

Zire WIP

Named after the titular character (because titles are hard), this project is an adult sci-fi space thriller involving a cargo mission gone wrong. Zire, a ship engineer and cult runaway who gets strange glimpses of potential futures, has to convince the ship's captain of the danger that faces the crew if they don't land on a conflict-filled moon colony, but little does she know how close to home that danger will be.

Blood Child WIP

This project is a YA fantasy that follows Narna, a Blood Child (orphan trained under a religious elite to handle the processes of dealing with violent death) who finds herself infected by a strange entity after a routine night. A new power blossoms within Narna with each passing night, but that power may come at the cost of the re-awakening of the most ancient and dangerous god.

Gladiator WIP

Political drama with the aesthetic of the Roman Empire and fantastical creatures like those from Monster Hunter? This WIP has developed a lot in the past few months as I've had time to think a lot about writing but not do much of it, but I'm excited. Following three unwilling participants in a fight to establish a new empiric dynasty, this project is just very messy but in the best way.

Halli Reed WIP

Another WIP titled after a character, this one was actually a project from one of my classes in the fall! This project is a YA sci-fi story set in a military/space academy, where Halli Reed must contend with her placement in a secretive spy program and her parents' connection to the space mission that created the supposed need for the academy in the first place, all while a saboteur threatens the lives of everyone in the academy's impenetrable walls.

I can't wait to talk about these WIPs (and hopefully ONLY these WIPs, if you get what I mean) more over the next month and more, now that I won't have the chaos of school assignments on top of work. As always, though, feel free to drop an ask in my inbox if you wanna hear more about any of these!

[loneamaryllis]

Snarriet Rec List - Long fics (100k+)

Certain Dark Things

by evejenson (rentachi). Rated M. Nearly 900k, WIP. Slytherin Harry. Wrong-Boy-Who-Lived. Mentor Tom Riddle.

They sought her out for conversation sometimes, cornering her in the garden or at the park, not that they ever had much to say. Really, Harriet thought snakes were rather dull.

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Harriet Potter has always been odd. Between having a shadow that moves on its own and chatting with grass snakes, learning she's a witch really isn't the strangest thing to happen to the bespectacled girl with a lightning scar on her neck.

Harriet attends Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, where she makes new friends, encounters a prickly Potions Master, learns about the Boy Who Lived, and meets the enigmatic Defense Against the Dark Arts instructor, Professor Tom Slytherin.

Why I rec it: This is the best HP fic, period. A retelling of the entire series, where Harriet is sorted in Slytherin in a world where Voldemort won (but not overtly so). Incredible character work, dense world-building fed to us in perfectly-sized bites, clever foreshadowing, and really, really great writing overall. Plus, if you love Voldemort, you'll love what the author did with him in this fic. I can't recommend it enough.

Saving Snape

by @loneamaryllis. Rated E. 206k. Auror Harry Potter. Sentient Hogwarts. Courting Rituals.

Severus Snape is receiving death threats. The Ministry decides that Auror Harrie Potter should be assigned to his protection.

Why I rec it: A self rec! Someone is trying to kill Snape and Harrie has to protect him. There's a mystery, some angst, some pining, a lot of smut in the later half of the fic, and a sentient Hogwarts who ships Snarriet.

Carrying Atlas

by @hirukochan. Rated E. 126k, WIP. (Underage) Daddy Dom Severus Snape. BDSM Contract. Collaring.

On a late night walk Snape stumpled upon no other than Harriet Potter who was once again in trouble. How deep the trouble ran and why none of those close to her realised how badly she was taking the loss of her godfather would remain a mystery but Snape had sacrificed too much to let her give up now.

Or

Harrie tries to cope through meaningless sex with strangers and Snape decides in order to keep her safe from depraved men only wanting to exploit her he has to become one of them and make it worth her while.

Why I rec it: The Snarriet BDSM fic! Harrie enters into a contract with Snape as some sort of therapy. The smut is ultra hot, Snape is very respecting of Harrie's boundaries while having to deal with his own issues, and while there's angst, there are also a lot of fluffy moments. Plus there's not a lot of Snarriet fics where Harrie calls Snape Daddy so if that's what you're looking for, you're in for a treat.

The Blood of the Enemy

by @rose-colored-glasses7. Rated M. 154k, WIP. (Underage) Blood and Violence. Morally Grey Harry Potter. Toxic Relationship.

Cedric Diggory is dead. Following the terrible ending to the Triwizard Tournament, Emma Potter has returned to the Dursleys to mourn the death of her boyfriend. However, soon enough, an attack on Privet Drive leads to her arrival at 12 Grimmauld Place - the headquarters to the mysterious Order of the Phoenix. The blood wards have fallen. When frightful visions begin to consume her mind, Emma's forced to take lessons with her hateful potions professor. Cruel, sadistic, dark, by any right the lessons should make her hate him even more. Only, as the lessons continue, she finds herself more and more drawn to him... Lord Voldemort has returned. As the latest Defense professor wreaks havoc on Hogwarts, Emma searches for answers about the terrible connection between her and Voldemort - and why, exactly, he came after her all those years ago. The web of truth and lies is unraveling… and she begins to wonder if Emma Potter was ever really alive at all. With war looming on the horizon and the Ministry in firm denial of his return, Emma begins her worst year at Hogwarts yet. The question is, can she survive it?

Why I rec it: Emma Potter is a great take on a female Harry. She's a bit darker, a bit more cerebral, and her connection to Voldemort takes more place than in canon. Her relationship with Snape is wonderfully multi-layered and so tense!

Gravity

by SlytherinsQuill. Rated E. 268k, WIP. Violence. Trauma. Eventual Happy Ending.

What if Harry Potter was born a girl and known as Rosalie Potter? How might it change the dynamics of life as the most famous teenager in the Wizarding World? At the end of Rosalie Potter's sixth year at Hogwarts, war has broken out in the Wizarding World as a result the attack on Hogwarts. Forced to spend the summer at Grimmauld Place for her own safety, Rosalie learns more about herself and the people around her than she ever thought possible. Relationships form, friendships change and she learns just how much the people in your life influence who you are and who you have the potential to become.

Why I rec it: A great fic depicting the evolving relationship between Rosalie and Snape with the hunt for Horcruxes as a background. The smut scenes are so well-crafted, very emotional and both soft and passionate. Some scenes are so epic they'll stay with you for a long time.

The Never-Ending Road and its sequel No Journey's End

by @laventadorn. Rated M. 656k, WIP. Female Friendship. Protective Severus Snape.

AU. When Lily died, Snape removed his heart and replaced it with a steel trap. But rescuing her daughter from the Dursleys in the summer of ’92 is the first step on a long road to discovering this is less true than he’d thought. A girl!Harry story, starting in Chamber of Secrets and continuing through Goblet of Fire. Future Snape/Harriet. (OotP - DH will continue in a separate story.)

Why I rec it: An epic retelling of the series, starting at Year 2. My favorite thing in this fic are the description of Snape's eyes. Intense and so poetic! The world-building is great, and the relationships between the characters are well-developed.

Wearing Only a Sneer

by pluperfectsunrise. Rated E. 100k, WIP. Slow Burn. First Time. Love Confessions.

With the war finally over, Harry Potter is dead set on losing her virginity. What will happen when she decides that the perfect candidate for a partner in this endeavor is Severus Snape?

Why I rec it: I love the way Harriet slowly convinces Snape to get in bed with her. The smut is so tender and also so hot! Also the only Snarriet fic to feature Harriet pegging Snape, to my knowledge.

Grey Hours

by @spicedlantern. Rated M. 101k, WIP. Time Travel. Angst.

She'll need to put them in various boxes in her head to cope - constant reminders of where they end up, no matter where and what they are in her present - no matter what her eyes see. Lily Evans - murdered. James Potter - murdered. Sirius Black - murdered. Albus Dumbledore - murdered. Remus Lupin - alive - alive with a son, and that, at least, she has to hold on to -

Severus Snape -

Traitor.

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Or: In June 1999, a group of rogue Death Eaters led by Bellatrix Lestrange breaks into the Ministry. They steal six "true" time turners.

In August 1975, Auror Harriet Potter appears in the middle of Albus Dumbledore's office. He offers her a job.

Why I rec it: Another one of spicedlantern's excellent fics. An original plot, some truly great tension between Harriet and Snape, one adult Snape, one teenage Snape, and a Lily who gets to shine as a lot of chapters are from her POV. The author weaves a plotty tale with deliciously smutty moments once the Snarriet happens.

[writingquestionsanswered]

I think my ego is getting in the way of my writing. It's confusing, because I doubt my ideas and writing, but I still feel competitive in a way. I don't like reading about others' WIPs, I avoid reading the genre I want to write, and I automatically dislike authors who's already published a book similar to any of my WIPs. I quit the ACOTAR series because the themes were too similar, and I'm scared of Priory of the Orange Tree because the worldbuilding has intense good praise. I need an egodeath.

Case of Strong Ego or Low Self-Confidence?

If you're doubting your ideas and writing, I would question whether it's actually your ego getting in the way and maybe not just good old-fashioned low self-confidence. The reason I wonder is because your dislikes and aversions all sound fear-based to me. For example, if your ego were an issue, you probably wouldn't dislike or avoid authors who did something similar... you'd more likely scoff at their relative inferiority and boast that you did it better. You wouldn't be afraid of a book because its world building received good praise... you'd roll your eyes and say you don't know what people are going on about, because your world building is so much better.

Dislike and aversion instead seem to indicate jealousy and self-doubt. The good news, however, is that low self-confidence is actually pretty typical for writers and it's something that gets better with time.

Here are some things I hope will help boost your confidence, or at least give you hope that it will get better:

1 - Writers with big egos probably aren't as great as they think they are. In reality, storytelling is a craft no one can truly master, because reader appetites, story material, and even mechanics to a degree all evolve over time. What makes a good story is also very, very subjective. There are people who consider Jane Austen one of the best writers to ever grace the Earth, and there are people who think she's one of the worst. I think truly good writers can know that they're good without thinking everyone else is beneath them.

2 - You can't doubt your ideas and writing without understanding where you want your ideas and writing to be. In other words, you know what good ideas and good writing sound like to you, which means your taste and style are intact... you just have a little bit further to go to get your own ideas and writing where you want it to be, but that's okay. Going back to #1 a bit, writers don't hit some magical peak early on and level off at greatness. There's a lifelong upward trajectory with each book being a little bit better than the last. And sure, it's not a perfect upward trajectory. You can have periods of leveling out or even dropping off, but most writers will continue to get better over time. So, again, it's okay that your writing isn't quite where you want it to be, because it's that feeling that drives us to get better and better and better. This shows you're on the right track!

3 - Those similarities aren't the big deal you think they are... I've been at this a long time, and I'm going to tell you right now: stop worrying about "similarities" in other books. I've posted about this a lot because it's a common concern, but similarities are a dime a dozen in fiction. For every book about a high school girl who falls in love with a vampire, there are a dozen more. For every book about a woman who quits her big city job after a divorce, moves home to her small town, and falls in love with her childhood nemesis, there are at least twenty others. There are countless stories about young women getting wrapped up with fae princes, sad boys/men whose lives are invigorated by a Manic Pixie Dream Girl, murder mysteries set in quiet fishing villages, horror stories set in dilapidated old mansions someone just inherited from a long lost aunt, kids or adult who learn they've secretly been magic all along and get roped into fighting a Big Magical Bad. There are over 100 million books in existence, and that number increases by hundreds of thousands every year. You're never going to write a book that doesn't have similarities with dozens of other books, so stop worrying about it. Remember, it's not the similarities that matter... it's everything else... all the things that only you can do.

4 - Similarities are actually a good thing. The truth of the matter is, similarities are actually a good thing. That's why you can look back through cinematic history and see major trends... monsters, westerns, musicals, disasters, sci-fi, action, epic adventures, rom coms, superheroes... It's why when a book about a young woman toppling a dystopian regime becomes massively popular, dozens of other dystopian books hit the shelves the following year. It's why we gravitate toward favorite genres and tropes and comfort shows. Its why we go to the same restaurants and stores over and over again instead of going to a brand new one every time. Humans like a bit of repetition, and if your book has similar world building to Priory of the Orange Tree, that's a bunch of readers who are going to gravitate toward your book.

5 - There's only so much material to go around. I was interested in the fact that your concern about ACOTAR was that the "themes were too similar," but I promise you, those themes are in a million other stories. When it comes to tropes and themes and character arcs and magic systems and settings and... all of it... there's only so much material. Themes aren't something that are created from nothing. You can't make up an original theme that no one else has explored. Themes are inherent to human existence. They're truths about humanity that beg to be examined and explored. It's not the themes that matter so much as how they're explored and what you say about them, and even if there were similarities there, odds are there were far more differences.

I hope this resonates and helps. I hope I was right that it's more of a self-confidence issue than an ego issue. And if I was wrong, maybe something here will still resonate. You might spend some time in the "writing-related fears" section of my Motivation master list to see if anything there resonates, too. ♥

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[leftoverbriocheloaf]

oooo, i lov all of your wip snippets!! you have such a vivid plot-concepts that are still very true to the characters!! mayhaps we could take a peek at wip #8?

Sorry I apparently can't convey my emotions without images but THANK YOU <3333

WIP #8 was actually a draft for ranpoe week that I speedran bc I found out about it on day 1 (T-T) It was inspired by the "crime scene" prompt! I wanted to write a no abilities au and tried to incorporate it :)

I also wanted to try writing smth from Ranpo's POV bc its been a while aslkdjalksdj

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Ranpo sighs as he drops a pile of police reports onto his desk, falling into his chair with a huff. It’s way too many pages for such a simple case—the file itself is thicker than his forearm!

Of course, he’s already solved the crime, so he knows that the report is intentionally obtuse. This criminal lines the police’s pockets—they’re just doing whatever they can to avoid investigating him. Which, apparently, includes framing an innocent man. It’s no use against Ranpo of course, but he can admit a lesser detective might have fallen for it.

And to stall for time, they're claiming that they can't move forward with the arrest because he “hasn’t looked at all of the evidence.” 

Idiots. They’re just making it obvious that the criminal is in league with the higher ups. Since they won’t be of any help, he either has to give up on the case or do it himself.

Normally, Ranpo would consider something like this beneath him. It’s easily something Dazai or even Atsushi could deal with, even if they’d be much slower about it than him.

But these idiots had the audacity to lie to his face! Did they think he was a moron? He's definitely not letting that slide.

The room is empty, aside from Kenji, who is staring at the fennel plant with such intensity that Ranpo almost feels bad taking his attention. Well, not really. He needs to actually get to the criminal to arrest him, after all.

“Kenji!” Ranpo calls, spinning his chair around. “We’re going on a case!”

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“How do you know he’ll be there?” Kenji asks as they leave the agency, his straw hat bouncing slightly as he walks.

“He’s a coward—he won’t want to show his face until someone else is framed and arrested,” Ranpo scoffs, taking a frustrated sip from his ramune bottle. “Which means I have to do the work.”

“What did he do?” Kenji makes a left, and Ranpo follows suit. He’s tempted to ignore the question, because explaining obvious things makes him want to tug his own hair out, but something about Kenji makes him feel guilty if he doesn’t. Ranpo sighs—it’s the downside of taking him anywhere. The upside is the free food that he gets just by being with him, because somehow Kenji knows just about every single person in the city. Ranpo couldn’t imagine remembering that many people’s names. 

“Stole some money,” Ranpo says. “He keeps getting away with it because the police don’t want to arrest him.”

“Why not?”

“He’s paying them.”

Kenji frowns, “I thought police in the city are supposed to stop people like that.”

“They’re supposed to,” Ranpo nods, “But to them, money is more important than the truth.”

“Oh,” Kenji murmurs, downcast. Shit. Now Ranpo feels bad.

“But we stop things like that from happening,” he adds, somewhat abruptly. “Which is why we’re important.”

“Oh!” Kenji brightens, and the guilty feeling in the back of Ranpo’s mind disappears. The boy hums happily, a new skip in his step as he continues leading Ranpo through the city. 

They stop, and Ranpo cranes his neck upwards to take a look at the building. It’s definitely new, and its distinctly modern style is somewhat off-putting compared to the wood and steel made apartments nearby. It looks almost gaudy, which tells Ranpo they’re in the right place.

When he pushes the door open, he’s assaulted with the strong scent of cleaning supplies, as if someone had spent the last few days pouring bottle after bottle of bleach onto the floor and letting it sit. Gross.

The reception desk is empty, which he flags as unusual. Sure, Ranpo intentionally arrived close to lunchtime to avoid unwanted obstacles, but he didn’t expect the building to be empty. Even for a slow day, he would expect someone to be around.

Ranpo walks towards the desk, feigning boredom even as he finds the body he’d predicted would be on the floor behind it. Damn.

“They must’ve cleared out the place,” he mutters to himself, turning to Kenji before sighing as if he'd been wrong. (As if that could ever happen.) “There’s no one here. They must have left faster than I thought they would. I'm gonna take a look around, but you should get the police and tell them to come here.”

Kenji nods dutifully, saying a quick goodbye and leaving the building. Ranpo's glad he's not one to question orders. Sure, he isn’t one to coddle anybody, but Kenji's a bit too young to see something like this.

He kneels down to the body, already annoyed, but pauses when he feels a pulse. That's... unexpected. It’s steady, so the woman must have been knocked out recently, but she isn’t injured badly or bleeding. interesting.

Ranpo leans her a bit more comfortably (and visibly) against the desk, because it wouldn’t do for the police to get all the way here and not have a reason to investigate. Kenji's persuasive enough that they should come even without a real incentive, which is why Ranpo chose to bring him along in the first place, but it helps. Well, that and the free food.

He notices a chart of residents on the desk, each leading to a different office phone.

Tatano K., 4C

That’s his criminal, at least. But Ranpo doubts that he did this to his receptionist, which means someone else is probably in the building with them. He listens quietly for any footsteps or noises, but the hall is silent. Ugh, more work for him, then.

At least the building can’t be populated much– not if no one noticed what happened with the receptionist. That and it would be stupid to knock out every single person in a packed office, not to mention exhausting.

He stands in front of the elevator, tapping his foot impatiently as the doors open, creaking all the while. Seriously, they could afford all of this and not nice elevators? At least it doesn't take long to reach the fourth floor.

Ranpo finds the conference room 4C with little effort and promptly throws the door open. He isn’t letting Tatano notice he’s here and take the opportunity to escape– even if it means alerting whoever else is nearby that Ranpo is here.

Though he might be a bit too late for that.

Ranpo almost groans when he sees one man standing over the body of his target. The knife in his hand is still bloody, but even from where Ranpo is standing, he can tell the cut is clean. His phone is in his hands immediately.

“Please don’t call the police!” the man blurts, and the absurdity of the statement stops Ranpo in his tracks.

“...What?”

The man raises his hands, though one of them still holds the knife, so the action isn’t as harmless as Ranpo assumes he was going for. His hair is a deep brown, and his bangs fall in front of his eyes, blocking them from Ranpo’s sight entirely. Strange. A mask covers his mouth and nose, but his words aren't muffled in the slightest.

“I just mean– um–” the man stammers, “He was a really bad person?”

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Tbh that felt more like a Ranpo character study than anything else lmfao I also just really wanted to write Kenji :) I love him so much he's such a ray of sunshine

Essentially in this au the Guild is still a thing but instead of an ability organization they're just plain old assassins? I wanted Poe to be more of a vigilante that eventually works with the ADA (side by side, not as a member) It's not as fleshed out as most of my aus, but I'm still having fun with it :))

Thank you for the ask!!! <333

[ladykailitha]

WIP Wednesday Game

It’s WIP Wednesday, time for a little accountability, sharing your work, and getting a kick in the pants.

Here’s how it works:

In a reblog (or new post w/ rules attached), post up to five (5) filenames or specific AUs your WIPs; not titles, filenames (eg werewolf AU, unnamed mafia omegaverse, or Steve's Rizz vs Eddie's Zero Filter.)

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to post!

After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write at least 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can't share from (for example, an event fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.

That’s it! You can invite others to join in, or just post. If you tag me in your post, I will send you an ask request!

If you’re reading this, you’re invited!

If you see someone posting a WIP Wednesday Game snippet, send them an ask! Make them write.

My only problem is that I tend to file name what the title is so I can find it easier, so...here’s what they were called before I titled them.

No more dragon for awhile ;) It's replaced by a Christmas story I'm working on.

“File” Names

Himbo Witch

Sugar!Baby

Nanny

Hallmark Christmas

Snippet

Eddie walked back in with a wide grin and a check in hand.

“That saucy minx tried to get me to tie the tree to her car before she paid,” he said easily. “Can you believe it?”

Wayne chuckled. “Yes. Does it every year. Would you move our rentable Frasers, our friend here will be taking all three.”

Eddie’s eyebrows wagged. “Friend indeed! I’ll be right on it.” He got this grin on his face as Steve pulled out the checkbook from his briefcase. “You said you were planning your work Christmas do, right?”

Steve handed the check to Wayne who then gave him a receipt in return, then he turned to Eddie. “Well, sure. I’ve got to buy all the decorations and lights and all that jazz. Why do you ask?”

Eddie licked his lips slowly. “You see, I’ve got friends who might be able to help you out with some of that stuff.”

Steve blinked at him for a moment. “What do you get out of it?”

“Let me show you the fun side of Christmas,” Eddie said with an even bigger grin. “You get everything you need, my friends get your company’s business, it’s win/win/win for everyone. What do you say?”

Steve snapped his briefcase shut and stuck out his hand. “I think you’ve got yourself a deal.”

It's that great and wonderful time of the week again! WIP Wednesday!

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Send in as many asks as you want as often as you want.

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[my-castles-crumbling]

Anon Advice Asks - March 4

@residentdisaster, confirm anon (new), panromantic anon, comparing anon, outed anon

@residentdisaster

Omg I just remembered this absolutely AMAZING original WIP I came up with last year

I abandoned it (after planning the whole first book, and part of the SECOND???) because I’d incorporated magic and realized that I (at the very least for my sake) have to flesh out a magic system

But I made damn near all the (major) characters some type of LGBTQ+ and now if I go back to it I lowkey wanna make the one cishet guy have like bi awakening or smth

I kinda like wanna go back and pick it up cause I still have the doc for it but idk if I have the motivation

I was wondering if you have any tips for writing/working out a magic system? Or keeping up the motivation to write?

If I do end up writing it I’m planning on putting it on Ao3

Honestly I've never made up my own magic system before but looking at JKR's mistakes, I'd try to think of all of the rules FIRST. All of the exceptions to rules, all of the ways the rules can and cannot be broken, all of the ways the magic could ruin the plot, etc. Because like...time travel can really leave a gaping plot hole.

As far as motivation, I like writing a little each day and tracking my time! It keeps me on task and excited! trackbear is a great website to track your words!

This sounds like an amazing idea, I hope you do more with it!

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Confirm anon

Hey, Cas

Are we supposed to use She and They interchangeably for people who use those pronouns?

I'm sort of new to all this, so I just need to confirm.

Thanks in advance

Sometimes! Sometimes people with more than one set of pronouns like them used in different circumstances or when they're feeling different ways. The best thing to do is to ask. I promise, asking isn't offensive, it's actually super kind to make sure you're resecting someone's wishes.

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Panromantic anon

I have three brothers, did I ever say that? (Panromantic anon and her stupid issues with his family, thanks)

It sucks to be the one who has to stay behind.

My youngest brother is 9 years older than me.

I only feel alive when one of them comes to visit once a year for a week.

Thanks for listening my problem, I know it's stupid. I shouldn't be dependent on my older brothers, it's not their responsibility. But my cage is prettier when I have them around.

And I realized I can't make a normal opening for my life wtf sorry

Hi!

I don't think it's stupid and I don't think it's being dependent, either. Siblings can understand like few other people can, and having to deal with family without them isn't fun. Have you tried reaching out to them when things are tough? I know you say it's not their responsibility, but I know if one of my siblings reached out to me, I would be more than willing to help them because I care <3

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comparing anon

HIYA, comparing anon here!!

thank you for your advice and tbh i agree that communication is so important in friendships, i just have no idea how to tell her without coming across as selfish? because i dont want to invalidate her and make it about myself? also our friendship has in the past been rocky?? and we use to argue a bit and didnt talk to each other for nearly a year, but we got passed all of that and im scared if i bring this up she's going to take it as me complaining or starting an argument. i dont even know at this point. its also a bad time to send a message about this because someone at our school had a 'medical emergency' and is at the hospital/ ICU and she's really upset about it , so i feel like sending smth now would be really unfair of me.

Hi!

I agree timing is important and it might be good to wait a few days, but I don't think you should put it off forever. If you don't say anything, you're just allowing the resentment to build, and you're not really enjoying the friendship, you know? And that's not a real friendship.

What if you try writing something before you say it? You could even send it to me first. That way you're confident you're not coming off as too invalidating?

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outed anon

So my parents remembered they have an introverted child with social anxiety (me) and decided to send me to a public place (trampolines and shit) forcing me to exercise in front of others my age 😍😍 (one of my biggest fears) (they knew im scared) (they wasted their money i sat in the corner through the whole thing too scared to stand up😃👍)

Outed anon here btw hi

that sounds awful. Did they at least let you bring a friend with you?

[arenabreadandbiscuits]

Gosh I HATE X.

Rant below about small artists and not getting much of a chance to actually grow in social media.

Not only do they not tell me what the problem is when the report something so I can't fix it but I get on or try to get on and apparently I can't? My account was deleted? It won't log me in on my art one??? I'm annoyed by it.. I can only be glad I have a following here on Tumblr and Tumblr helps push certain things out compared to X.

I'm honestly mad because I was using X as another way to reach out to people who want commissions but also for fandom interactions. I'm also mad because like I've said for like the hundredth time, you can literally find people fcking on X and their videos and things get to stay up but I draw FanArt and write stories and MINE gets taken down??? Smh especially as someone doing commissions because my mom is in the hospital rn and I genuinely need the funds for a while..

I'm working on one commission right now. I'll take three right now for cheap prices because I understand people don't find value in art all the time but I'll have to bring prices up or either continuously work for the cheaper ones and save up.

Actually let me ask this now.

Some this picture contains four characters, a window with extra background, objects and background, and various expressions and poses. The time on it hit 13 hours on ibis. In my mind of course I want money to help my situations.

With this picture as an example I count people and characters as $10 each, little accessories and such are $1 each and there's at least 12 in here up front from the beer cans to the dresser. The picture took 13 hours so $40 × 13 equals $520. It took me at least a week to get this piece done. Considering the hospital issues, the at home issues, pet situations, food issues, and little transportation I have when I need something important done I think for pieces like this the price is fair.

Idk, people who commission others can you tell me what you think? I'm down to do cheap prices too it just depends of what's being asked like the current commission I'm doing which is this one:

Is $30 dollars for the commissioner considering they just want the lineart which I'm more than happy to do. If anyone knows any discord groups or websites that give artist commissions please let me know. I just can't believe X rn... Also matter of fact this was the wip I posted before my account was taken down... Doesn't like like anything against Twitter guidelines to me but fck us small artists that NEED exposure I guess.

How I'm pricing after finishing this commission and two others perhaps because I literally can't afford to not price it like I'm thinking of doing.

So:

$10 dollars per person/character

$1 for each background object/accessories - cups, glasses, trash cans, ash trays, etc etc

And after all that is set I'll multiply those numbers by the amount of hours I finish which is where the majority of the money goes and after that's it, I get paid and you get your piece. (Of course check ins are allowed and changes as long as changes art completely different from their original idea. I'm always okay drawing at least three sketches for customers to pick from if they don't like the first sketch.)

I've made a post already on my current visit at the hospital for my mom. She majorly deals with everything in the home so her being sick will mean we'll need extra funds. I don't work right now because I myself got sick last year with GBS and I'm still healing, not just that but there's only one car for the household which is my mom's so with everything happening I couldn't possibly get a job now. My grandma has dementia and there's three other people in the house though two of them hardly do much to keep bills paid. It's just a lot and really anything would help us right now. So to any commissioners if you are commissioning me whether it's little or big I very much appreciate you with all my heart.

And even if you can't commission reblogging and liking is just fine as well since it helps boost posts.