#wip:bk-verse

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Hii I'm @writeblr-of-my-own! For the ask game:

17. What's the best character dynamic between two or more characters in your wip?

The friends to lovers slowburn between two of the MCs has my heart and soul right now. Anytime the big sad™️ hits they are all I am brain rotting about 😭

Thank you for sending the ask!!!

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30 minute Prompt lets go!

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The thick smoke filled the town’s streets, screams and cries crowded the air, and people flooded the roads. All desperate to escape. The air was suffocating, it seemed the fires were producing more smoke than should be possible for what was burning. All efforts put forth by those who could tap into the Leis was for naught. Was it another spirit attack? Were the Leis breaking? No one could tell, and no one had the time or ability to reach deeper into the pools to investigate. The village’s energy was focused on saving each other and escaping. 

Through the chaos, a small group walking through the middle of it all seemed untouched by it. The heat, which melted through the steel sheets protecting people’s carports, didn’t reach the group. The thick smoke was held at bay by a weave of air, and filtered clean by lines of fire and water. There were four of them, gathered in a bubble, watching silently as people ran from their homes. They stopped at the town’s well, watching the inhabitants run like ants in an ant hill.  

They desperately carried all that they could of their clothes, food… their lives, trying to run from the chaos. Others did their best to salvage the town, forming lines to carry water. The Blacksmith wiped sweat from his brow as he finished hauling yet another bucket to the string of people trying to put out one of the house fires. He looked at the running shape of a young woman, and smiled in relief as he saw her make it to the edge of the village. His joy was quickly replaced by horror as she burst into flames, just as she crossed the border of their town. Her screams joined the chorus of shouts and the roars of the flames. Those that saw knew there was no hope.

It was a cleansing.

But, why?

Why?

The Blacksmith looked to the four ominous figures, and as the smoke cleared enough, his face paled. The one in the front’s face, covered by a black mask. Steel bars covered his… her… its mouth, its eyes hidden by a black cloth. To either side of this one stood two people, a man and a woman, clothed in all white. The last behind them, seemingly floating above them, a woman; wearing an intricate piece of black and white, her eyes covered by an equally intricate head piece. 

The Smith stumbled to the four, pressing himself against the wall between them. “Please.” he begged, coughing through the thick smoke, “Please… why are you doing this. What did we do?”

The woman in the head piece smiled. A joyful smile, she was enjoying this. “The Obelisk has decided it is in the best interest of The Kingdom to… be rid of your village.” she told him, “It seems to be a breeding ground of Darkness.” 

“What” his lungs ached, and he coughed again, “What do you mean, what darkness? What Magean has this village produced that hasn’t been chosen by Sol?” He demanded, his voice hoarse. 

The woman only looked through him, watching the edges of the village. Each time it seemed someone would escape, magic would crackle through the air. People would catch flame, lightning materialized, in some cases it seemed as though they were drowning on dry land. 

It was their doing. They were doing this. 

"Please.” he tried again, “You don't have to do this. There are children here." "There were children in my hometown, too." The woman told him.

"Please. You don't have to do this. There are children here."

"There were children in my hometown, too."

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which character of yours would be most likely to eat something inedible on a dare/for fun?

I initially wanted to say Neo as he's my feral little man but I think for him it would depend on the texture. He's pretty sensitive to mouth textures and if it's something textured like Lentils he'll probably throw up everything in his stomach before he can get it down

His sister, on the other hand, and surprisingly Aki are more down for that kind of tomfoolery. Maizie 100% has the "I won't do it" "yeah you wont" "OH BET???" Attitude and eating odd things like bugs and such wasn't so uncommon where Aki comes from! So it depends on what you mean by inedible!

Maizie has canonically swallowed a screw before to prove a point so... yeah she's a little creechur lmao

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recent fluff ask game: oh you KNOOOW i gotta ask about lullaby. need me the caretaking and the comfort

POV I shared this not even realizing none of my WIPS have fluff??? Tragedy! I am a fool!!! Here's a prompt fill instead LOL

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His head pounded with his heart beat. Every muscle in his body ached, moving seemed to be an impossibility. The world around him felt... soupy. He tried to move his hands to his temples.

Why was only one hand there? Where was-

Oh.

Oh.

Tears welled up in his eyes, colors swirling behind his eyelids as he squeezed them shut. Slowly the sounds around him no longer sounded so faded, and he could hear a girl's voice.

"Baba! He's waking up!"

Lily? No... They got rid of Lily a few months ago...

But it sounded so much like her.

"Don't worry," She told him, and he felt her hold his hand. Her other hand gently moved his hair out of his face. She sounded emotional, scared? No. Scared wasn't the word... concerned.

That's why she sounded like Lily. Lily always worried about him.

The hand combing through his hair cupped his face, "You don't have to be scared," She told him, "Can you try to open your eyes? You've been sleeping for a long time."

He struggled, his small hand gripping her larger one, and with effort his red eyes opened, staring back into her golden. "Who are you?" Jaxon croaked.

She smiled, pressing her forehead to his in their people's greeting, "I'm Antonia." she smiled, relief flooding her features, as she closed her eyes, "I'm going to be your new big sister. And you can't say no!"

"Antonia," A deeper voice called, and a man put a hand on the girl's shoulder, pulling her away a bit, "Don't overwhelm him." She looked back up at the man, "Yes Baba," She pulled away from the younger boy, not letting go of his hand.

The girl's... Antonia's father looked down at the young boy, a small smile on his face. Jax only looked at him with eyes as big as Apae's moons, a little scared, but comforted by the other young girl holding his hand. "Where am I?" he asked.

"You're in The Underground." The man answered, "I meant to get to you sooner, Jaxon, I'm so sorry." he looked remorseful, "I had no idea the Outter Rings had become so violent."

"How do you-"

The man shook his head, cutting Jaxon off, "Don't speak for now, my boy. You need your energy." He told him, "We need to have a few tests run to make sure you're healthy. Are you ok with a few more people coming into the room?"

Jaxon looked at Antonia uncertainly, and in return she gave him a reassuring smile. He looked back at the man and nodded hesitantly.

x Time Skip X Jax and Antonia were sitting in the mouth of one of the many caves that opened up into The Wilds, enjoying the fresh air before they had to go back into the depths of their Volcanic home. Reminiscing before they were scheduled to meet with the Elders for Jaxon's first set of orders.

"Do you remember when you guys first dragged my happy ass here?" He asked, "You were so excited to have a little brother." He chuckled.

Antonia only looked down at the forest below them thoughtfully, a sad smile graced her features.

Jax noticed her silence, "Hey... you know I'm not trying to make fun of you right? I thought it was cute."

She sat there for a few moments, deep in thought. Jax was used to this, Antonia tended to be very particular about her words.

"A few years before Baba found you," she told him, "We'd lost my mom while she was giving birth... And not long after, my little brother died due to the complications with the birth." She looked him in the eyes, crying.

"Antonia, I-"

She cut him off, "When Baba told me he was adopting you, I was so excited," she told him, her voice hoarse, "because I'd dreamed of being an older sibling for so long... You were exactly what I'd been praying for."

He laughed, crying with her, "Minus an arm though."

She chuckled back, "Yeah we may have gotten the discount deal but it's enough."

She grabbed him, pulling him into a hug, "I love you. And I'm so proud of you." She said, squeezing him.

"I love you too."

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also what aspect of worldbuilding are you working on right now 👀/what are you brainrotting about story-wise?

KBVJHGBKNBHJVGCF NHBjkenfkebrgkejbgrekrgjb so many things ughhh

Right now the brainrot is entirely on the history and timeline of events that happens prior to the main cast doing their things. Everything from short stories, legends and myths, canon religious events vs events that were skewed as time went on and books were rewritten. Like I have the world I want in my head, but I have to figure out how it got there for so many things to make sense.

The idea behind this one, and this takes a lot of inspiration from WH 40k and The Wheel of Time, is that this civilization is incredibly advanced in tech. Like for crying out loud: limbs/bionic upgrades that can actually feel, cures/implants for certain types of blindness/deafness, flying cars, underwater civilization capabilities, etc. This world is super duper sci fi.

Magic-wise though? They're weak as shit. And some writing suggests maybe at one point the Magic in the world was strong enough to even overpower their modern day inventions. That is something the main cast is going to get absolutely OBLITERATED by

So my main brainrot has been entirely focused on setting the stage so when these guys go out into the world there's some solid history I can pull from

This is ALSO because I'm running this setting in a DnD campaign and background info for players to discover is super important Imo!!! That's why I've been reading so many war stories and such, its been pretty good inspiration for how to write the events for Broken Kingdom

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favorite thing to draw/write?

M A I P R E S S

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who's your favorite oc thats not cypress? (as much as well all claim to not have favorite ocs... we all do. i'm exposing you).

I'm going feral how dare u not let me name him

MAIZIE HAHAHA (slash jay)

Probably Aki, she was inspired by a few friends and out of all the characters in the line up, she's the most positive/is very hopeful. I project a lot of my wishes for a better world onto her