#veloker

[theoriginalcrossjumper]

ask game picked up from @feferipeixes:

rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have wips

...and i'm a sucker for ask games and talking about my wips so, here's a mostly-complete list of the wips i have in my obsidian vault (which is not ALL of the wips i have, just the ones big and brain-rotting enough to actually get their own docs).

some of these have semi-descriptive titles but most of them Do Not so....roll the dice and take your best guess at fandoms and who or what are in these, and i will be happy to explain if you were right >:D

(not all of them are crossovers with my original stories/characters. ...just most.)

alothia prime

alotau first malcor meeting

animelia prime

casters in gotham wip

cj!batkids

crossjumper profiles prime

forced bonding time wip

greenstrike!maes au

gs!hp au

guild in fma au

hazana!mko au

hiraishin ghosts au

lessons learned

m&j&e museum au

mediwix!brii au

mixcel!q cjp/007 au

mko!nana au

mko!tsuna varia au

morikoverse prime

roulette au

rule of three

secretary!moriko au

sgc dr elbin au

the basement portal fic

the crimson shadow

tsubame!inko wip

ttfi into canonverse au

ttfi!o&a au

twin rains (mmlc au)

uzu!batfam r!au

uzu!homunculi au

veloks reveal fic

viper's nephew au

weaver!tsuna au

as you can see, i clearly cannot tag enough people to meet the number of tags, but i can and will tag @marshmellowextract and @astralcurses and anyone else who sees this and wants to play. please tag me if you do so i can check it out!

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Letters Home.

I made a mistake because this was originally meant to answer a prompt fill and then I forgot about it until now. So I tweaked it, but it still works I think.

I would rather not think about the fact the current majority of writing I've done for Lali and Joker is very angsty. That'll change, eventually, but it was begging to be written so here we are. It's a little shaky since I've written Joker himself maybe a grand total of three times but I'm happy enough with it.

Post-Thessia, minor (major?) character death mentioned. Lali/Joker.

"There's a new Blasto movie coming out, it doesn't look a lot better than the last one, but it'd be great to see with you when you're home again."

Her green eyes are still bright, her grin wide while she falls back on the collection of pillows decorating her bed. Her concerns then must've extended about as far as what was for dinner that evening, or tomorrow's assignment. Blasto wasn't one of her favorites, he knew that every time they'd watched one together, but she'd sat through every single one because it made him happy. Not that she didn't complain the entire time though.

It'd been a while since he'd been fifteen himself, but those concerns shouldn't have included Reapers in them.

"You must know about all the inaccuracies in the movies, huh? With the Council and stuff this has to be hilarious to you."

Joker isn't sure what feeling to name the one that's threatening to consume him while Hilary continues talking, rattling off that week's events. Teachers, classmates, her chores around the house.

The vidmail just seemed so normal. Everything had seemed perfectly fine when he'd checked in on them after they'd left Earth. Maybe that was an overstatement, nothing would've been fine but it was still manageable then. His father and his younger sister had intended to bunker down for as long as they had to, as long as they could while he'd promised them to try and get them off Tiptree. Nothing had seemed off. Nothing had seemed wrong. He thought they'd have time.

Six months later and he'd proved himself wrong. Time was in shorter and shorter supply. By the time he could turn his attention fully back to finding them nearly a week ago to do anything more about their situation, it'd been too late. He'd heard it over the extranet, part the long list of colony worlds flashing red every other hour. His blood had run cold while he'd hoped, prayed he wouldn't find his homeworld among the lost.

The galaxy felt like it stopped spinning when he did. In big, bright red letters, it'd said Tiptree, and he...it'd all felt like a bad dream then. That he'd look back and see it was some other colony out in the Traverse. Not his. It couldn't. It shouldn't have. It was so far outside of normal trade routes that it didn't make sense for the Reapers to seize it.

Yet they'd done so anyway. The last communications had gone out the day prior, and had stretched into silence since then. Where he'd be expecting a call today, instead his missed messages have remained dark. His 'tool won't connect to his father's, or Hilary's.

He almost misses when the door behind him opens, his hand missing the pause button on the video while he scrambles for it. He doesn't get a great glance over his shoulder, but it's enough for him to try and get his emotions back in check long enough to hold a conversation, "Shepard? Look, I'm sorry for what I said earlier."

"You've got the wrong Shepard, actually. I think." If the voice isn't enough to convince him, then the absence of anger in it does when he turns his chair to look at her. Smaller, softer, more concerned when Citlali pauses in the doorway compared to her elder sister. His girlfriend a sight for sore eyes, at least compared to her counterpart, "Sorry for scaring you, if I did.

"You didn't. Just, thought she was making the rounds again. And holding a grudge against your commander doesn't really bode well for you, as I've found." He can't find the energy to add a genuine laugh with the quip, and while Citlali smiles, it's one of the ones that's strained, "What? I feel like Alenko's walking proof of that."

"I guess, depending on how you look at it." She furrows her brow, maybe in thought, maybe in disbelief. He still can't read her very well, though it's not as if she makes it easy. Shaking off the expression, "Do you mind if I come in? You seemed...busy."

While Hilary's vid has gone quiet, he doesn't meet her eyes. The distraction might be better than nothing, even though he'd rather spend his time alone, most likely watching the last handful of mails from the month prior, "If you want to, sure. Did you need anything?"

"No. It's just...quiet around here. Thessia's on everyone's mind and it honestly feels too constricting." The door closes behind her, "If you're worried, Kodelyn's with Liara right now. I don't think she's going to come back up here for a while."

"Oh good. That'll probably give her time to cool off." Refocus her frustration with Thessia back towards comforting, always seemed like it fixed something in her. He might've been out of line, but he hadn't been expecting for her to explode at him like that. It seemed too out of character, and he hadn't been able to accurately predict it. The longer she spent doing anything else was probably extending his lifespan. Shepard wasn't predictable, but she rarely played the stereotype of the short-fuse Commander.

"Cool off?" Citlali quirks an eyebrow, "Was she mad at...you?"

"Surprising, I know."

"Weird. What'd you do?"

"Nothing." He says habitually, then sighs, "I don't know. Rough day for obvious reasons, she wasn't doing so well and I probably didn't make it any better."

"Oh." Citlali cringes, "She wasn't too upset with you, was she?"

"Probably not with me specifically. I just ended up as collateral damage."

"Collateral -- Never mind. She'll probably apologize when she's feeling more like herself. If she ever does." Her tone wavers at that, uncertainty on the other end of it, "Are you okay, though?"

His silence answers it for her. What does he say to that? Fine, only that I found out my home might be ashes and the only family I have left might be gone?

Well, he probably could.

"Sure. Fine."

Her smile's shaky, "Are you really fine, or are you just trying to get rid of me?"

"Never, I love spending time with you. You know that."

"Uh-huh. I'll suspend my disbelief, but only because you're sweet," She frowns at that, padding over to sit in the empty co-pilot's chair, turning it to face him, "If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine. You don't have to lie to me though."

"I'm not. Just dealing with...everything. All of us have our off days." The screen blinks when he turns back to it, Hilary's expression still frozen in one of amusement. His chest grows heavy again, this one was dated a day before the Reapers came through. This vidmail, the one like so many others that'd come before it, was one of the last ones he'd ever have of her.

And when he received it, he hadn't thought anything of it. He wouldn't go as far as to say he'd taken the ritual for granted, but he'd thought he'd receive another one. And another after that. He was careful to watch every one, and send back another as soon as he was able. His had gone unread.

"Fair enough." Citlali leans back, blissfully oblivious, "Long day. Maybe way too many things happened all at once."

"You could probably say that again."

"I'll refrain from repeating myself." She chuckles, "Can't wait to get back to the Citadel. The rest this crew needs is probably ticking up towards absurd."

"That bad in your professional opinion?" He asks, "I'd thought we were doing just peachy. Y'know, with the Council trying to absolve themselves of guilt and the galaxy crumbling around us."

"Thank God for night clubs." She responds, leaning back, "It just feels tenser than ever. Can't shake the feeling we're getting towards the end of whatever this is, and it's making everyone jumpy."

"Probably, yeah. Hopefully it'll be longer than a day or two when Shepard's done with Horizon. It'd be nice not running from Reaper forces day in and day out."

"Too exciting for you?"

"Everyone has their limits. just seems like there are more of them than ever lately, and they all want a piece of us." That much is true. The other half is that he wants a chance to search. Search the Citadel, search the surrounding systems. Maybe Hilary would be with the refugees, and he just hadn't found her yet. Maybe she'd lost her 'tool. They'd never been great at remembering each other's codes.

One hell of a time to forget, if she was out there, all alone and surrounded by the unknown.

Citlali turns her gaze towards the front window, then to one of the screens in front of him from what she can see, "Thessia-related matters aside, if you're willing to share, who's that?"

He hesitates, trying to find an answer while his throat tightens around his words. All he can do is send a picture of Hilary over to her screen. She halfway smiles when she receives it, one of her out in the yard during his last leave. Yellow sundress, celebrating the first day of summer, "Friend? Family? She looks just like you. Same grin and everything."

"Family. Younger sister, actually."

"Aw. Looks just like you." Citlali smiles, "What's she like?"

"Like any little sister, I guess." What was there to say? Why is he looking for adjectives to encapsulate the sister he loved, and why is it so difficult, "Smart, kind, practical joker sometimes. Occasionally gets on your nerves, but you love her too much to stay mad."

"As all siblings do. Feel like she'd be fun to have around. Guess you missed out on the curly hair gene, huh?"

"Had it when I was younger."

"Is she looking to follow in your footsteps? A pilot just like her brother?"

The lump in his throat almost doesn't let him answer her, and he plays with the bill of his hat, "Maybe. I don't think she ever really said anything about it."

"Big shoes to fill, I get it." The smile fades slightly when he doesn't follow up on it, "Where is she now?"

His voice is raspy when he tries to talk again, "I don't...really know. I don't know if she even still is."

Her face falls, furrowing her brows once she realizes, "I- Jeff..."

"Evac orders were sent out to Tiptree a couple of days ago. No news since, only that a handful made it...somewhere. Liara didn't say where." The orange lights in front of him start to swim in the water collecting in the corners of his eyes, "I don't even know if she made it offworld."

There's a flood threatening to burst behind his eyes, delicately held back for the last few days just by sheer will. Just the thought of the planet being turned into Earth, Palaven, Tuchanka...hell even what he saw of Thessia turns his stomach.

They didn't live that close to any major city, but they still would've been at risk if they sent any husks out that way. Any of the other grotesque monsters they'd seen lately.

Had she been looking for him? When it'd all happened, had he missed her call while they were in FTL? Just by a split second.

The thought of one them getting their hands on her, one of the sweetest girls in the galaxy who'd done nothing but act as a ray of sunshine in his life, it kills him to think about.

His hands are wet, he doesn't even realize until he hears Citlali's boots against the ground behind him. Her eyes are searching his face when she kneels down next to his chair, holding out her arms halfway in a silent question.

He accepts a moment later, wrapping his arms around her. She hugs him back, a quiet whisper on her lips when she returns the gesture, "I'm so sorry."

The dam breaks.

Big jade eyes that match his, a grin she lamented about every other day. The figurine he'd brought back for her, the Normandy, on her nightstand just in view.

What he'd give to see her again. Hear her voice again.

The galaxy crumbles away, tears streaming down his face.

"I love you, Jeff. I miss you."

[hizokucycles]

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[malaulica]

In Ljubljana hebben ze een systeem zoals onze Velokes: Voor 3 euro per jaar kan je met je busabonnement een fietske gebruiken voor 90 minuten. (busabonnement Urbana Card wordt binnenkort ook gebruikt om naar musea te gaan en zo’n dingen).

Ze hebben ook een app waar je kan zien hoeveel fietsen en hoeveel lege plekken er zijn per station, 24/7.

Waarom werkt alles hier toch zo goe??

[vigevanofb]

La Provincia pavese di oggi pubblica un interessante articolo relativo al numero di multe "sganciate" dai velok. Vista la situazione delle strade provinciali ( Ci sono voci di un gemellaggio della Kabul-Kandahar con la Vigevano Pavia ormai) ritengo doveroso moralmente che ogni centesimo di quelle multe venga utilizzato per rendere accettabili in termini di asfaltatura e segnaletica le nostra provinciali.

[trilliannnn]

Vajon ezek eladók? WOW! 

Egyébként a bácsinak számítógépre van szüksége, ha van valakinek...

[rizkytryaprilyan-blog]

Velok, velog, vlog, vlok? Whatever.. enjoy the video . . . . . . . . . @indovidgram @vidgramjakarta @dagelan #indovidgram #vidgramjakarta #vidgram #kidsjamannow #dagelan #vlog #teaser

[crqstalite]

y’know what gets me about that one section, the one between the IFF mission and the suicide mission? the fact that,,, shepard took the entire crew with them. like i get they needed it for the story, but shep. you didn’t leave a single combat worthy person behind? with dlc comps, you dragged out 12 people for a single mission when you only ever take two??

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A fun snippet out of yet another short wip.

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if you weren’t tired of me already, you will be this year.

(a stupidly specific meme for me and my best friend @jaxgayriots​)

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shifting out of shenko mode to shift into veloker mode

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from the scrap pile.

i have three chapters of my original me2 novelization lying out here (totaling in it’s entirety to 15k words...which is nearly half of what i have for my me3 work) and i might actually pick a couple of these back up for memories or flashbacks in anodyne. but anyway, this one is (obviously) from mass effect 2, but pre-relationship for veloker (joker + citlali). love these two in this time period tbh.

no warnings.

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It wasn't a particularly odd discovery, but she found that in the few days it took to get to the Citadel, her sister had bonded (that was a strong word for all of teasing and banter that took place, but it was the only word she could think of) with Joker over the course of their time together before she woke up. The few times she'd wander up to the cockpit, mostly on autopilot because Citlali was the only thing on her mind most of the time, there was always something going on. Sometimes EDI would berate Joker for certain things he'd deemed necessary (and get an equal reaction from the annoyed pilot), sometimes Citlali would do the same, and at other times they were just plain arguing about something that flew over Kodelyn's head at the speed of a jet, all piloting jargon she'd never learned in basic. Well, as long as they knew what was going on, she figured the SR-2 wouldn't end up in a similar situation as it's ancestor did. Not as easily, at least.

"How long have you two known each other, again?" She'd asked during a late afternoon, Citlali swiveling around in her chair to face her when she heard her voice, curling a loose hair around her finger, "Could've fooled me that you'd been flying together for years."

"With him?" Citlali laughs incredulously, eyes twinkling with mischief, and Joker scoffs offendedly, "I would've driven myself crazy if I'd had to fly with him straight out of Grissom."

"Easy on the feelings, Velasquez," Joker says, turning his head to the other woman with a grimace on his face, "Make a grown man cry."

Citlali shakes her head at him, before her expression returns to one of amusement, "About a year. Miranda came to me mid-'84. Introduced me to him, had us flying mostly repurposed freighters to colonies to report back on Collector attacks. Nothing I flew before this even came close to this baby, but I still got to feel what a nice Eezo core drive could do before I got here," She responds, near caressing the arm rest of the chair she sat in, "'Course he drove me up the walls the first couple of months, not as worth it as I thought."

"She's just mad because she didn't want to use the old drive like it was intended, swear she and that thing are in league with each other," He responds, narrowing his eyes at the blue display of the AI on his left, " 'Take it slower, make sure you're actually reading the screens, Jeff.' "

"You were trying to push the drives beyond it's limits without taking the drive itself into consideration. Of course I was going to stop you, it's the first damn thing I learned in school. It wasn't like we were flying the Normandy and we had a hull we could just be stripping away every time we clicked over 15k, or a drive that could handle that much output. You're just a speed junkie, and I'm pretty sure you get on a high from seeing me panic," Citlali huffs, crossing her arms and rolling her eyes at the mockery of her voice, "You see what I have to deal with? What happened to the old guy helping out on the new underdog?"

"I'm not old! I'm five years older than you, not twenty," Joker grumbles in offense, swiping away another orange tinted screen, "Don't worry about me, Shepard. If we can disable the AI and keep Velasquez from trying to stop me from what I do best, then we'll be just fine."

"I can not be disabled, Mr. Moreau," EDI's synthetic voice deadpans, as if this is a discussion they've already had before, her display moving in tandem with her words. Whether AIs were capable of sarcasm, Kodelyn was curious, "Ms. Velasquez, you have also made the request to run the ship 'through her paces' with the safeties off before, I do not believe you are as innocent in the matter as you let on."

Citlali sputters for a moment, as if she's just been wounded fatally by the AI's admission, and Kodelyn is slightly amused by the fact that EDI recalled such a thing. She didn't think AI's were interested in getting a rise out of their occupants, but then again she'd never met a proper AI either, not one that wasn't trying to blow itself up, "So, not as innocent, huh?" She questions sarcastically, playfully poking her sister's shoulder.

"Hey, at least I wasn't trying to fly at the speed of light like this bozo over here," She jabs a thumb at Joker, "Just needed to see what she could do y'know? Didn't have the pleasure of flying the original one. I'm just better at not destroying a brand new ship."

" 'Not destroying a brand new ship'" The aforementioned pilot mutters under his breath, pitching his voice to mimick her sister's.

Joker narrows his eyes at her, Citlali sticks her tongue out at him before swiveling her chair back around to face her display, "I'll tell you if we need to vent anyone out the airlock."

While she did have her concerns about just how long that partnership would last before one of them pushed the other to shove, she's still grateful that both Joker (who surely blamed himself for the destruction of the SR-1, according to Chambers who disclosed he may have been a little closed off when she first met him and clammed up immediately when she brought up the Normandy's crash shortly before she woke up) and her sister were able to find the light at the end of the tunnel with each other and came back to her. Even if that meant they were hellbent on pressing each other's buttons until they came off.

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Fic Masterpost

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mass effect andromeda:

main work:

so much (for) stardust. (f!rydaal, m!rydarper)

In the aftermath of Meridian and the fight against the Archon, the crew of the Tempest finds their footing in Andromeda. Being pathfinder never came with a manual, but with six races depending on the young Talis Ryder to find them all a home, she wishes for one more every day. Not to mention trying to keep them from being at each others throats, a whirlwind romance, a brother who's turning out to be more trouble than he's worth and a plot against the Nexus, something's got to give.

And Talis is afraid it might be her.

A collection of stories about Pathfinder Ryder as she discovers herself and the cluster amid the political upheaval of an adolescent galaxy.

timeline: 2820-21 (mass effect andromeda)

chapters (tumblr): - chapter one - chapter two

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mass effect:

current ships: -f!shenko (kodelyn shepard/kaidan alenko) -petrakarian (brione petrakis/garrus vakarian) -willianson (ashley williams/annika johansson) -veloker (citlali velasquez/jeff “joker” moreau) -f!shenko (AJ shepard/kaidan alenko) -f!shawson (AJ shepard/miranda lawson) -m!shenko (daniel shepard/kaidan alenko) -m!shawson (daniel shepard/miranda lawson) -m!shenkley (nia shepard/kaidan alenko/ashley williams) -f!shiara (ceres shepard/liara t’soni)

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main work:

redamancy. (f!shenko, petrakarian, willianson, veloker)

(noun) The act of loving the one who loves you; a love returned in full.

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“I just want to know,” She’s slow to lift her head to meet his gaze, beating back the burning eyes by blinking a few times, “Is the person that I followed to hell and back, the person that I —”

“That?” Kodelyn raises an eyebrow when he pauses trying to get the sentence out, her armor clinking as she crosses her arms over her chest.

“The person that I loved, are you still in there…somewhere?”

If she could’ve short circuited in that moment, she would’ve. She’s nearly sure that she has, considering her train of thought grinds to halt. She bites her bottom lip as if to keep it from falling open after his admittance to caring about her at some point in time.

Loved.

timeline: 2186 (mass effect 3)

chapters: (ao3) - chapter 1 - chapter 2 - chapter 3 - chapter 4 - chapter 5 - chapter 6

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relationship week 2020. (various) - finished.

all chapters (tumblr) -scintilla: first impressions (veloker - 2184) -solivagant: hobbies (willianson - 2183) -epoch: mass effect ot + andromeda (ryder and shepard - 2185//2186//2819) -metanoia: we are family (shepard-velasquez siblings - 2184) -fernweh: emotional moments (brione petrakis - 2164) -ashes: argument (f!shenko/willianson - 2183) -lacuna: celebration (shepard sisters - 2185)

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-ask: always (petrakarian - 2185) -ask: proud of you (veloker - 2185) -ask: “because i fell for you” (petrakarian - 2185) -ask: “that’s...a lot of blood” (velenko - 2186 [au: ties that bind]) -ask: “talking” (shepard sisters - 2188) -ask: off day (f!shenko - 2188) -ask: “forever” (f!shenko -2188) -ask: “rubber ducky” (f!shepley - 2187) -ask: “fireworks” (clone fic - 2186)

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-got it bad (f!shenko - 2183) -crisis (citlali velasquez - 2183) -coasting (f!shenko - 2187) -aftermath (f!shenko - 2187 + not canon to ‘i have questions’) -astrophile (kodelyn shepard - 2183-85) -over our horizon (f!shenko - 2185) -stargazer (kodelyn + hannah shepard - 2166//2185) -ghosts (f!shenko - 2183) -letters home (f!veloker - 2186)

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dragon age:

current ships: -f!tabristair (svenja tabris/alistair theirin) -f!lelicousrin (leliana/rhosyn cousland/alistair theirin) -f!surainai (theron surana/zevran arainai) -f!handers (reyna hawke/anders) -f!fenhawke (evolet hawke/fenris) -f!merihawkebela (merrill/luzette hawke/isabela) -cullavellan (marzeyna lavellan/cullen rutherford) -f!adaliyet (avyanna adaar/josephine montilyet) -moreawke (aeris moreau/carver hawke)

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scream my name: -who knew (f!handers - 9:37 dragon) -unspoken (f!handers - 9:37 dragon + the last straw) -crossroad (f!handers - 9:37 dragon + post!da2) -in autumn (cullavellan - 9:41 dragon)

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-ask: have you ever been in love? (f!handers - 9:34 dragon + 9:41 dragon [HLTA]) -ask: “people will only use you. they can’t be trusted” (f!fenhawke - 9:30-9:37) -ask: “glancing at lips” (tabristair - 9:30 dragon) -ask: “who hurt you?” (f!handers - 9:37 dragon)

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interactive fiction:

mind blind:

current ships: -shivani wiseman/grayson black -mercedes wiseman/kenna zarneki -carmen wiseman/m!glitch -jessyca wiseman/m!ambrose kim -rosamae wiseman/salome alavidze

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-do it for them (carmen & nicholas wiseman. pre-game/chapter 4) -do it for us (carmen & nicholas wiseman & salome alavideze. chapter 5)

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[crqstalite]

Spotify top 100: 2, 15, 55!

2. blue monday (sebastian böhm) - honestly? probably from all those late nights gaming or playing me3′s multiplayer with mutuals. that or writing extremely specific combat scenes that i needed a faster song to write to. or, of course, that homework grind on a friday night at 11pm with assignments due at 11:59.

15. here i am (tommee profitt + brooke) - more of a writing thing. tommee is such a great producer, and his collabs are great for writing more introspective scenes to. this one specifically i’ve written a lot of annika + aeris, as well as specifically reyna/anders together. i believe i wrote astrophile with this one, as well as some entirely out of bounds scenes for anodyne.

55. glitter (todrick hall) - i’m such a sucker for pop to be entirely honest. i can’t be all introspective all the time can i? i write a lot of lighter things to this one, including a couple unpublished citlali works + the occasional veloker. should probably get around to editing those for consumption.

thank you for asking!

[crqstalite]

guillotine (jon bellion) was such a good song. funny how it comes back to me not five years after i found it originally.