#I've been working on this for like 2 years plz look at it

[silly-thinkings]

AGFC pt.5

A/n: Last chapter for now. I'm happy with this kind of conclusion. I've been feeling a bit down lately with my writing. like... insecure about it. I have all these W.I.Ps and Ideas but I don't think I got that oomph that I had when I started this blog ya know. If Im going to continue this series then it'll probably follow Young Justice season 3. Maybe Y/n will make an appearance in season 2 with Kaldure ya know. Anyway! Enjoy, let me know what you think :) Stay hydrated! Drink water plz

Y/n knew Jason was dead. It didn’t matter how fast her father was on his batmobile. She did the math, he won’t get there in time. Y/n sat in an isolated room, no different from the one Clark had put her in all those years ago. Except this time she was in the bat cave. She scratched at her inhibitor collar as she reflected on all the memories that Megan had stolen from her. No wonder Lex was after her, she was talented. Her fighting style was unmatched. With the right pressure points her opponent can lose control of their arm. A simple tap on a nerve and they’re out of the fight. Suddenly the door opened revealing Alfred holding on to a tray of cookies. A dry laugh escaped the girl before she turned her body to face away from the butler. 

“Lady Y/n-”

“Bruce will be mad at you if you’re here. He might disown you Alfie.”

Alfred closed his eyes. It pained him to see her like this. He placed the tray down and took a seat behind her. She felt his presence, but more importantly she felt a slight draft coming into her cell. 

“I’ll speak to Bruce about this. Y/n understand that you are an amazing girl. Capable of so much good in the world.”

Now y/n felt tears swell her eyes “I’m a weapon Alfred. Do you think someone dressed like this saves people? Ha! And what of that Martian girl. She gets a slap on the wrist for messing with our memories.”

Alfred was about to say something but The sound of Tim’s voice echoed in the cave. 

“Bruce said not to talk to her till he got back.”

That finally set her off. Y/n closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She was going to save Jason. Then she’ll run away. Forget this family. Forget everyone! 

Y/n quickly stood and Jammed two fingers along Alfred’s shoulders stunning the man. She then applied pressure to other parts of his back and arms successfully subduing him. Alfred fell to the floor as numbness seeped throughout his body. he looked back in shock as Y/n grabbed a cookie that had fallen and fled the cell. But she wasn’t in the clear yet. She needed to get the inhibitor color off. Tim took a stance infront of where the key cards were held.

“You’re not getting pass me Y/n”

Tim didn’t expect her to move so fast. He was able to block and evade some of her moves but as soon as she applied pressure on his calves he fell over. 

“Pressure points works wonders when your facing an opponent bigger than you Timmy.” Y/n successfully knocked the teen out. She reached for the keycard and removed the collor. In an instant her powers returned. 

“Don’t miss y/n please.”

Y/n flew to the door, looking down at the only man who showed up to all her events. Who fed her, to took care of her with all his heart. “I’m sorry Alfred. Goodbye.”

***

Y/n couldn’t believe she actually made it. Her flight was slow but by pushing her feet against the air using her strength she was able to speed as fast as she ever could. It created a popping sound with every step, greatly satisfying her.  Y/n broke into the safe house. Jason layed limp on the floor, y/n heard the sound of ticking. She frantically looked for the bomb. 

“N-no time” Jason gasped for air, he didn’t know who was there to save him but he’s sure glad they’re here.

Y/n seemingly ignored his cry and continued searching. She was good at disarming bombes. Y/n confidently pulled out the bomb and clipped the right wire successfully stopping the threat. The girl laughed, she did it. She saved her brother. Y/n flew to Jason and grabbed under his arms. “Sorry Jay. I don’t know how to carry you properly. But I disarmed the bomb so we’re good.”

Y/n felt Jason’s body relax slightly as she dragged him out the door. It was then that she heard another beeping sound. Then another. Panicked she followed them to the walls of the shed. There were more. Was the bomb a trap? 

Tick

Tok

Tik tik tok tik

“Y/n? What’s wrong.” Jason attempted to sit up but his broken bones sent pain throughout his body.”

“No. This wasn’t suppose to happen I. There’s more bombs. I can’t disarm them all. I… what.”

Y/n felt dizzy as the flush of sounds overwhelmed her again. Seemingly from every angle in the world. Jason crawled towards his younger sister. He accepted his fate but she gave him hope. Here he was thinking he was a failure. The motion happened so quick y/n cradled herself into a ball again pressing her ears together. She felt Jason enveloping her in a hug. “I got ya kid.”

*Boom*

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Y/n fluttered her eyes open. Snow fell from the sky. A mixture of white with black soot fell atop her nose.

Thump-thump

She heard the sound of a drum. When she tried to get up she noticed an arm over her.

Thump…. Thump.

No. It wasn’t a drum it was a heartbeat. Y/n frantically got to her knees to look down at her Brother. His mask and costume ripped. She herself felt pain along the side on her body. But no injury could amount to what she was facing.

“No… no no Jason no hang on. I’ll get help. I’ll find dad. I- I can still-“

Thump

Thump

“You- so cool-“ Jason attempted to smile. There was nothing she could do. It pained him to leave her like this. Y/n placed both of her hands on her face. Then to his chest. She can hear every pop and crackle from his broken bones. 

Thump 

…..

“Jay…. Speak to me. Please.” 

Y/n didn’t scream. She was tired of that. Jason probably wouldn’t want that. She hugged her brother as the sobs grew louder. This wasn’t suppose to happen. She was suppose to prove to everyone that she was capable of being a hero. How could she explain this to Bruce? What would Connor think?

“What have you done?”

The dark knights deep voice made y/n freeze. She looked up, she felt tiny when looking at her armored father “He… protected me. I tried to save him I… I tried to-“

“What you did is got him KILLED Y/n!”

Y/n flinched. He never raised his voice like this.

Bruce realized his mistake. He walked towards them but Y/n frantically shuffled back. Just like she did Clark. 

“You think I killed him? Ha…hahaha” 

0 hours till Y/n Wayne Broke.

Y/n pressed her hands over her eyes “where were you! WHERE ARE YOU WHEN WE NEED YOU.” She looked up to see Bruce walking away with Jason. Not looking back at her at all “You never show up. And when you do YOUR LATE.” 

Bruce turned to see y/n roll frantically on the grounds. Her laughter and pained screams haunted him.

“We’re just your solders. That’s why Dick left.” Y/n felt a different kind of pressure well up in her eyes. She looked to the sky and saw red. 

Bruce watched as y/n shot lasers out of her eyes. He closed his eyes 

“I’m sorry” he whispered. Bruce left with Jason, his priorities shifting.

Y/n heard him but she didn’t care. For a being who hears everything, that comment fell on deaf ears. For the first time she was alone. Was she free? She didn’t know. Y/n closed her eyes. She rose from the ground like a ghost and flew to the only person who’d maybe treat her fine. 

***

Lex finished his nightly skin care routine. Feeling refreshed and ready for the day. What he didn’t expect was to find Y/n floating behind him. He let out a squeal before realizing it was the clone. Her eyes shut. Outfit ripped and burned. Blood dripping from her side as impailed glass seemingly pulsaded from her.

“You said I was a weapon they feared.” She said in a low tone. 

She was broken. Lex smiled, he didn’t think it would work that fast. What must’ve happened to have this girl seek comfort from him of all people. Lex opened his arm. 

“Come child. Together we can show them.” 

Y/n slowly flew into his arms. No tears left to shed. Drifting off to sleep. 

Epilogue 

Bruce returned to the cave with Jason in his arms. His shoulders felt heavy, he’d failed his children like never before. Alfred quickly ran to his side but no words were exchanged. Bruce looked up at the butler, the pain in his eyes was severe. 

The sound of the zeta tube chimed. Connor practically ran through with Tim close behind. 

“I tried to stop him but-“

Both boys saw Jason. Connor noticed the lack of his sister. 

“Where is she? What happened?”

Tim began shaking his head as he fell to the ground. Impossible she’s half Kryptonian. Alfred frowned aswell. 

Connor clenched his fists “BRUCE! Where is my sister.” He too had time to reflect on his stolen memories, and he felt stupid. How didn’t he know she did something to them. 

“I’m sorry… she’s gone.” 

Alfred covered his mouth. Guilt began to sink in. 

“N-no… no.” Connor fell to his knees. 

On that day, Two members of the bat family were declared dead.

#dc fanfic #bruce wayne #bruce wayne x daughter!reader #connor kent #young justice #clark kent x daughter reader #jason todd #young justice fanfiction #batsis angst

[chenyann]

Sleeping on The First years♡

Ace trappola,Deuce spade,Jack howl,Epel felmier and Sebek zigvolt

This is coming out later than I expected 😭 the epel fic will be done tomorrow tho and I've been working on a masterlist and a intro page so I've been working hard💪 and I was halfway done with this and it deleted all my progress so yeah♡~yako

Tw:sebek Fluff/crack

ACE

He was just talking about how much he hates riddle then boom weight on his shoulder!

Lowkey just got scared 

He thought it was riddle lol

He was surprised and a little offended when you fell asleep in the middle of his rant

He grabbed a nearby pen 

Yep you know where this is going y/nnie

BUT!?BUT!!!He doesn't do it?

Why you may ask well that's because 1.your his crush 2.he doesn't want to have all his fingers broken（‐＾▽＾‐）

But…ngl….you look kinda cute

100% strokes your head

Plays on his phone while you sleep

He almost woke you up cause he got jumpscared from a video Carter sent him.

Tells you to go back to sleep

You did cause school just ain't it 😒

Would kill anyone who makes too much noise near you🧡🧡

"Here Ace I can take them to a bedroom"

"No! it's okay I'll keep them here"

"Just cause you like them don't mean-"

"I don't like them! They are just keeping my shoulder warm"

He will take it to his grave that the ONLY reason he kept you there was too keep him warm 

Takes a picture of you 

Maybe took a few more🤫

He would threaten to use it as black mail

Don't believe him he's a liar

Wouldn't want anyone else to see your sleeping face 

Brags to the other first years

Acts like a lil snot when you wake up

"Just couldn't resist me huh prefect?"

…….

"Wait I didn't mean it y/n!!! DONT IGNORE ME!?!??!

Deuce

I wholeheartedly believe mama Spade would call him her little cuddle bug and nothing you say of do will change that  y/nnie♡

He was just doing his thing laying on his back

You come swooping down laying on his chest

Was flustered 

He was about to sit up and ask you if youre okay

But he felt that you got lighter

Did you fall alseep???

Wait…are you breathing!?!??!..!.

Omg did you faint!??!?!. CALL HELP!??!?!?

Wait….oh. you are breathing,I can hear your light snoring!

Would want to move you cause he thinks you are not comfortable enough.💚💚

He just decided that he won't risk waking you up again 

He stayed there….doing nothing 

This reminds him when he slept with his mom when he was little

Plays with your hair like how  his mom use to do to him🥰🥰

And hummed like she did to him

Would throw something at someone if they were too loud near you

Almost threw you

He actually got too wound up and kinda woke you up

Apologized and held you close

He ended up falling asleep too due to having nothing to do

Other than play with your hair, he didn't want to wake you up cause he tugged your hair by mistake 

Carter took photos of yall

He held you closer as yall slept🧡🧡

Two cuddle bugs♡♡

"Prefect are you getting enough sleep? You fell asleep on me yesterday."

…………..

"No need to apologize,I didn't mind I was just worried that's all"

Jack

He was reading his book when you asked to lay on his lap

He didn't expect you to fall asleep 

Worried about you not getting enough sleep.

It's quiet in his room and it's warm, it's the perfect spot to rest!

Idk guys his tail is kinda fast rn🤨🤨

would softly take your head and replace his lap as a pillow.

Yeah nice try Simp this is my world and you ain't gonna sleep on his thunder thighs that easily!😈

You after faking your sleep to lay on his meaty thighs only for it to be replaced with a pillow:(╥_╥)

He didn't want to wake you up okay🥲🥲

Looks at you and smiles 

He would pat your head too🧡

You remind him of his younger siblings when they would sleep 

He ended up waking then up by mistake tho

Continues to read his book 

Would check on you after every page🧡🧡🧡

You did end up falling asleep tho🥱

Would also cover you with a blanket😫😫 God I want a man like that plz

He would not leave you alone ♡

He would growl at anyone being too loud

He would also turn on a fan for you

It gets hot there sometimes 

He would be honored that you felt comfortable to sleep by him<33

He would also ask someone he trusts to get a water bottle

So when you wake up you can have something to drink

"Prefect are you getting enough sleep?"

……..

"No…I was just asking cause it's distracting"

He would probably think about this for the next week

Randomly asks if your tired 

Your honor I wanna sleep on his man titties😔

Epel

Country boy I love you~~😝😛

He was just hating on vil and you were playing with his hair

He felt pressure on his back but didn't question it 

Until you stopped talking and moving that is

Thought you passed out

Him rn:(•⌓• )

He was so scared 😭😭 

He looked at the mirror vil gave him and saw you were asleep 

How tf you fall asleep like that y/n??

You were leaning against his back asleep

He didn't want to move tho

He fr thought it would improve his muscles 💀💀

He just sat there for like 10 minutes

 He then got on his phone 

Probably took a picture 

Did you always smell this nice??

Why tf you smelling them epel??

Lowkey probably thought you look hot💀💀 even with the drool

After a while he would lean back and you would fall on the bed

Yes you woke up 

He told you to sleep on the bed

You did 

Would fist fight anyone who is too loud💙💙

Would also use you as an excuse to get away from vil 

"Epel you have to come by my room so I can redo your eyeshadow"

"The prefect is asleep in my room and I want to be there when they wake up"

"So?"

"Don't want them to be scared or confused"

"fine when they wake up ill have Rook come get you"

Covo with him and vil⬆️

Would mumble little nothings with sitting beside you<33

Calls you his little cotton swab 💀💀

Would also comb his hand through your hair like his granny would do💙💙

1000% A Confidence boost

If he touched you tho that's another story 

You would roll away💀💀💀

"Prefect, can you stay for a while longer?"

………?.........

"Cause vil wants to do my makeup when you wake up so just stay in here for a bit longer''

Sebek

…..what? You can't tell me you fell asleep in a 8 meter radius near him???

Even if you tried you would know what would happen

So what's the point???

Fine😒 I'll do it 

but yall are about to be blocked again/j

IN SOME OTHER TIME LINE YOU FALL ASLEEP NEAR SEBEK

What??? He looks over and sees you snoring away!?!?

He was talking about his waka Sama and you fall ASLEEP!?!?

Great another silver…

about to wake yo ass up

But….you look nice like this…

Diasomnia is impressed to say the least

Would go and walk away but the moment he moves you cling on even more

Your ass was like "get over here👹"

Now that's how you ending up laying in his lap 

Smells like mold

Would just sit there doing nothing

Stiff 🤭🤭

Texts Lila

"The human is sleeping on me and I want them off me, how do I get them off?" 

"Aww send pics😻😻!"

That's the conversation they had

Would loosened up a bit💚💚

Reads a book out loud to you as you sleep💚💚

NOW FEATURING A SULKING MALLUES!!💚💚💚

#twst headcanons #Twst #twst imagines #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst scenarios #twst x reader #twst #twst wonderland #twisted wonderland headcanons #twst hcs #twst x y/n #twst x you #ace trapolla x reader #ace trappola #jack x reader #epel x reader #sebek x reader #deuce x reader #jack howl #epel felmier #deuce spade #sebek zigvolt #twst fanfic #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland x you

[pedge-page]

Personal thoughts / rant time below cut :

It's been a while since I had a good cry but last night was a big cry. I was thinking about how my fam were all talking about our performance reviews and my mom said she got 5/5 from her boss, and nothing less was expected given she works like 16 hours a day and is generating millions of dollars for her company that was on the verge of bankruptcy. My sister has hers yet to come but she too is extremely quick and has been working exceptionally hard at her job despite so many changes in her team forcing her to take on more responsibilities and learning on the fly.

Meanwhile I joked i got 3.8 or maybe 3.5 on my review out of 5. My manager has 4.2 listed as minimal expectations so pretty clear I'm performing below standard. Didn't really want to think about it so much when I had my performance meeting a month ago but it was the first time I mentioned it to my parents.

They got quiet and asked my sister to get me a new job since clearly I'm not reaching "my full potential". Not really sure why she keeps saying that when it's blatantly obvious I am in fact, not very much good at anything. She asked If I got a raise and I asked why would I get one?

I may have gotten a couple hundred dollars increase (from like 40,500 to now 41,100 salary I think as of this year. Was never discussed to me but I just check my employee portal and I think that it went up but not sure If that was considered a raise, or the company wanting to help all employees with housing).

Either way, my parents are also aware I do don't really do anything most days of work. I wander around the house because I "don't have much work today" and it's true. I get done with my assignments and then can "study" courses that are part of my long term goals (which I spend pretty much all in office days doing because I'm bored) but that gets me exhausted since I haven't the capacity to "study" and genuinely retain information since high school really.

Anyway my parents have been telling me everyday to look for a new job, and also look for a masters degree (in anything but clearly business), and also look at volunteer work, and consider getting a second job on the weekends. She suggested a career coach but I've backed off from that because what use if they ask me what I want to do with my life --because my genuine answer is nothing.

I've barely given any of it thought because I just don't want to. I have no motivation to improve. I dont have dreams or goals in life. No abitions or passions. My "hobbies" dont really bring joy--they just distract me from my responsibilities. I'm clearly not good at anything and it feels like an insult every time my mom lectures me (every day for 2 years now) about my "potential" and "gifts and skills I need to share with the world" so i need to find a new job that challenges me becuase I'm so "smart" and "too advanced".

I have to avoid eye contact with her because it physically hurts to be told such BS especially since none of my family even know why my job or company is / does. Ma'am if I had such potential, it'd be in use. Plz stop.

Anyway. Big cry last night and scribbling in my journal what a useless (and fat--let's not forget fat) fuck I am and have been and always will be.

[four-loose-screws]

Blog Update 2023.12.19

Hey ya'll, I've been a bit quiet for a couple of weeks - there's been holidays, end of the year projects at work, all those IRL shenanigans. But lots of B I G stuff is going on both for my translations and life decisions, so it is time for an update!

First - I mentioned previously that I made the decision to translate the FE2 and FE6 novelizations at the same time. But I hadn't decided on the details until now, so I will report them here!

In case you missed the first announcement: I made the decision to translate FE2 and FE6 simultaneously because the FE2 novelization has been the most difficult to understand and translate of all FE novels so far. The writer used high-level vocab and wrote in thick, chunky paragraphs, so translating 2 pages a day has gone from a simple task to a gargantuan burden. The FE6 novel, on the other hand, was written as the 3rd book in the FE7 novel set. Having already translated FE7 and knowing there is more dialogue than flowery prose, I knew FE6 would be much easier to translate, and allow my brain some time to relax, while still allowing me the ability to translate regularly.

FE2 Book 1 will upload over the span of 6 months, between Jan - June 2024. I had this book mostly translated (I translate 6 months ahead of my Tumblr queue.) by the time I decided it was too difficult to complete FE2 all in one go. So I will just post this book all together, like I have done for all my novel translations in the past.

For FE2 Book 2 and FE6, I will alternate chapters from July 2024 - 2025 (end month TBD). So the schedule will be: FE6 Ch. 1 -> FE2 Book 2 Ch. 1 -> FE6 Ch. 2 -> FE2 Book 2 Ch. 2, etc.

Once the holidays are over next week, I'll be be able to focus getting caught back up on asks and requests as well.

Now for my IRL new news - after a 5 year "trial run" in Japan and a 5 year "trial run" in the US, I've decided that my permanent living location will be Japan! Cue the confetti! And my family has too. It feels important to acknowledge their full consent in the process, ha ha.

It won't be an easy life as I am 0% Japanese (as is my family), but there are many advantages to being an outsider looking in to Japan, so I want to embrace them and go back to loving everything I loved about the lifestyle there. Plus I have not been able to get a job in a Japanese company in the US - and I did NOT spend ~$50k on a Japanese major just to lose my speaking abilities, thank you very much!!

This is another reason why requests have been answered slower recently - I've been filling out job apps, and figuring out the moving back attack plan. Nothing is decided yet - finding a job willing to hire from overseas, and getting a work visa again, etc. takes many months - but I'll keep posting updates whenever I know my translations upload schedule will be affected!!

Thank you all for continuing to read my translations!! ❤️❤️

P.S. It feels so much better applying to jobs when I have some actual experience to leverage, and my tone is not "plz hire me I am a 20-something baby who needs $$ or else I will starve."

[lumilasi]

Art prompt challenge day 2: Cookies

This prompt was hard to figure out, but I decided to go with a photo about Ichirou's late mother Meredith. So far she's mainly been just a footnote/name in a BG summary, but I feel like she'd deserve to be more of a character too, even if she's no longer present physically.

Since this description once again ends up kinda needlessly long, more thoughts/info under the cut (I srsly need to get better at this, why are my descriptions easily a mile long? brain plz):

Since Meredith is/was a part of a goth family, ofc her outfit is a lil gothic, though not as much as her brother's fashion sense is.

She's making cookies and her toddler wants to help decorating them; I initially meant to include Jurou/Alistair (her bro) on the background, but decided it was likely he took the photo, so he's not there. Also, I decided that Ichirou doesn't have his line markings under his eyes yet; I'd say they manifest later in life rather than being present since birth. (same story with the spiderweb marking Meredith and her brother & father have)

Her pose was difficult to figure out, I had to search up references for what I had in mind, it's not quite the correct vibe, but I just couldn't get the idea to work the way I wanted, so I had to compromise with her pose. (Originally she was meant to hold up the bowl in one arm and be stirring it vigorously with the other, that just kept looking weird, so I went with a simpler pose.)

Also, the background is actually a photo I've taken some years ago somewhere, and I modified it for this piece (adding colors, removing some details, changing details, basically using just a part of it, etc). I have SO many photos I've taken that honestly, I could sometimes utilize when making backgrounds, I just rarely tend to have the kind of photo I'd need, I got lucky with this one.

#artists on tumblr #digital art #character illustration #fake photo #oc illustration #art prompt #art challenge #lumi's chaotic creations #lumi's art scribbles #Night city parlor #Araknos family #Meredith Araknos #Ichirou Araknos #cookies #photograph #my ocs

[chefbeepo]

RUNG IS TRANS THEORY: SPOILERS DO MTMTE: LL

I noticed this character (seen in mtmte ll issue 38. Context: footage taken of a rebel fembot throwing her flaming spark at fuctionists in a video, seen in a flashback with rewind and minimus + do minus ambus.) and thought she looked very similar to rung. Don't get me wrong, it's not like characters can't share similarities, but this had been on my mind.

As I was reading tho, I came across the part following Brainstorms time jumps- where we see the alternate fuctionalist timeline, with rung there. He'd supposedly been in One-of-twelve's possession for 2 mil years. In this panel, 1-of-12 says "all hail the useless one" To rung, exactly what the fembot rebel said when she hurled her tcog at the fuctionists in the video. (In both panels the words are even italieized the same)

One could claim, though, that because the deception cause never came to fruition in this universe, that rebel could not have been Rung. Here's my REBUTTLE:

As previously established in mtmte ll, issue 35, the scene where we see this rebel is in one of reminds flashbacks, a flash back that was corrupted BECAUSE Brainstorm was rewriting history. One could also say "but perceptor admits that he actually made a mistake, and all the things that happened were always meant to, and nothing was rewritten." But to that I say fuck you and leave me alone 😤 /jk

A fair argument can also be said that in this universe the functionalists removed his tcog, the same tcog the rebel threw? So how??? Idk maybe it was replaced but also a lot of the context in this part is confusing and, I'm assuming, leads to a bigger part of the picture further on- I haven't finished reading mtmte: ll, and truth be told, I haven't read any other idk works yet. I really don't know what to make of it.

Tbh I'm somewhat playing with the theory that rung becomes kaon- when 1-of-12 says he "knows what (rung) turns into and it's the last thing the fuctionists want" It could either reference:

A) he, like kaon, turns into an electric chair,

B) his alternative mode truly serves no purpose (as said before) or..

C) he turns into something completely else. I've heard (spoilers) that he has something to do with Primus, so perhaps he's special?

TLDR: rung could be trans because a similar looking fembot says the same line that is later used against rung in the functionist universe, that being "all hail the useless one". But I can't rlly summarize it that easy, so plz read at least after the 3rd paragraph.)

Idk, but those are my thoughts! So I hope you liked this! Lemme know if you agree or if you want to see more theories 👍

#transformers #transformers idw #transformers mtmte #tf whirl #tf mtmte #tf rung #transformers rung #mtmte rung #idw rung #transformers memes

[throneofsapphics]

Hey! Can I ask a few questions? Imma ask my every fav author these.

1. How long have you been Writing?

2. Are you planning to make a profession out of this or just doing it for fun?

3. Who or which character do you prefer to write more for?

4. What do you do when you're out of ideas?

5. Lastly, Will plz give an advice for the young writers out that.

Hi! aw thank you so much for asking!

Consistently writing? maybe a year and a half, but I've written little things on and off for about 10-15 years! I find things I've written in my journals from when I was younger (actually found a 'poem' from when I was 8 titled call of the willy)

I'm doing this for fun! I've actually had this conversation with a lot of people. If I started writing as a profession, I think I'd stop liking it as much. if I publish something it wouldn't be with the intention to turn it into my livelihood. I'm sick of family telling me to monetize my hobbies honestly. all of that said, I am running through the beginning stages of a book idea with a friend

Right now I prefer writing for Rowaelin, but it changes a lot - I'm currently taking a bit of a break

I take a break! this is completely personal but I've noticed if I'm running out of getting ideas/frustrated it usually means my brain is telling me it needs some rest. but when I'm ready to try getting back into it, I'll listen to music, look through Pinterest, find some online prompts (I like this one), or read a book out of my typical genres/tropes.

don't force yourself to write something you're not feeling! write what you want, and brings you joy. if you're uncertain of something, leave it for alone for a little while and give it some fresh eyes. a random one that worked for me, I'm an auditory learner and listening to audiobooks helped me. bouncing ideas off a friend/ having someone beta can help too! (my inbox and messages are always open if anyone wants to!)

[arlecchno]

mission accomplished [ scaramouche x reader ]

six | the frat party

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you and scaramouche arrived at viktor’s party. like any other normal parties, students were partying left and right drunk out of their minds. both you and scaramouche took this opportunity to look for clues and evidence that might lead your case forward, whilst going through some problems along the way.

warnings: alcohol consumption, sexual mentions, swearing, intoxicated people, parties, yeah you know the drill

a/n: i’m not really that fond of this chapter to be honest. i’ve been having writer’s block for the whole week now and this is all i could squeeze out of my brain 😔 and i’m really sorry for the late update! i’ll try to post more regularly once my writer’s block is over but other than that plz be patient with me 💔 happy reading!

grammatical errors may occur so please let me know if i’ve made any mistakes!

“luna, you actually came!” viktor shouted through the blasting music. you turned around, flashing a smile at the tall man.

“yeah, i'm here alright.” you said while observing the surroundings.

the party gets crowded quick, you thought.

“and you must be...?” viktor trailed off, pointing out towards scaramouche.

“ivan.” the fake name rolls off scaramouche’s tongue easily.

“ah, yes! ivan... we have a psychology class together right? i think i've seen you there a couple times.” viktor asked, holding out a hand for scaramouche to shake.

“yeah.” scaramouche said, reluctantly shaking his hand.

viktor retracted his hand, opting to bid you two goodbye. “i actually can't hang out much since i have to greet everyone so please, make yourselves comfortable and enjoy the party!” viktor yelled through the loud music, heading to the living room to greet everyone that came.

you snorted. “well, that was pretty easy to get him off our feet. i thought it'd be a bit difficult to make him leave our sight.”

“where should we check out first?” you asked, glancing up at scaramouche.

“you've got that earpiece with you, no?”

“right here!” you pointed out to the earpiece that scaramouche gave you, hidden from your hair.

30 minutes ago

“here.”

“huh?” you looked up from your phone, staring at the earpiece that scaramouche's holding. “why do we need that for? it's just a frat party.” you furrowed your brows.

“who knows. i was planning that we'd go off on our ways and investigate, so that we can end things quicker and get out of that place.” scaramouche shrugged.

you rolled your eyes. “i think it's better that we stick together, it's easier that way.”

“no, we stick to my plan. do you realise how awful parties are? i don't want to spend a long time there.” scaramouche retorted, frowning at you.

“why is it always your way? you do know that it's a party, right? no one's gonna look at what we're doing, hell, people make out in parties yet no one bats an eye! who cares if we're sneaking around rooms. archon knows whatever are in those rooms, or whoever.” you fought back.

scaramouche groaned, bringing a hand up to his face to ease up the wrinkles on his forehead. “fine. we'll wear these earpieces, but still stick together. if anything happens that needed us to be separated, then these will be used to communicate. good?”

“i suppose that could work...” you mumbled lowly. taking the earpiece from his hand, you continued speaking. “but if we get caught and this mission fails, i'm blaming this all on you. i really don't want to handle the 2-hour-lecture from the tsaritsa.”

“we've been at this job for years! goodness, just make up an excuse. we're not gonna waste this case just because your stupid brain can't find an excuse.” scaramouche hissed, even more annoyed by your rather endless complaints.

“okay, okay, fine! whatever, i'll do what you say. can't have anything nice for once...” you muttered, heading over to your room to get ready for the party.

scaramouche hummed, looking at the earpiece place on your ear. “good, we'll get started with the kitchen. though i doubt that it's gonna be empty, most likely gonna be filled with stupid drunkards making out or something.”

“yeah keep whining dude, that's definitely gonna make this case go forward.” you said nonchalantly, already heading to the kitchen and leaving scaramouche behind.

well, scaramouche wasn't exactly lying.

the kitchen's littered with red plastic cups everywhere, and campus students hanging around drunk out of their minds, except there’s no sexual innuendos. thank the archons.

“i wasn't that wrong.” scaramouche joined after you, a dissatisfied look on his face witnessing the scene in front of him.

you pulled out a drawer to start looking out for clues and evidence to support the case. “enough chit chat, more investigating.”

and that's what you did with scaramouche the whole party.

you've been searching the current floor for around 30 minutes now, but you've found absolutely nothing. not even in the living room, the laundry room, the bathroom, the kitchen, and basically every single room there is on the first floor.

this house is humongous for a frat house, you don't even have any idea why or how viktor has it.

for the past week you've known viktor, you don't ever recall him being in any sororities of some sort. the case files even shows that viktor isn't in any fraternities and clubs either.

everything makes you go back to square one.

damn viktor and his amazingly good skills in hiding evidence.

“why can't we find anything here? this is insane. i thought we'd at least get a single hint, not a speck of dust!” you exclaimed, slouching in defeat.

scaramouche flicked your forehead. “we still have upstairs. i'd like to think that viktor shoves all the evidence upstairs before the party starts, in case people stumble upon them.”

you brought a hand up to your forehead to soothe out the spot that the short male flicked. “stop it man... let's just hope we'll actually find something there.”

yeah, you absolutely didn't.

“what the actual hell, we can't even find anything! does he really hide them in his dorm? there's got to be at least something here!” you cursed, rummaging through the drawers.

scaramouche was frustrated too, given how he's been groaning and grumbling every time he doesn't manage to find something at a certain spot.

“there aren’t even any safes or secret compartments either. i've got to say, this guy really knows his stuff.” said scaramouche, tracing his hands on the wall to look for any hidden objects.

footsteps can be heard from the outside of the room you two were currently in.

you and scaramouche both shot your heads up at the sound and darted your eyes to the shadow that can be seen from under the closed door.

someone's heading to this room.

the two of you quickly panicked, scrambling to find a hiding spot.

“what the hell! where do we hide?!” scaramouche whisper-shouted, peering through the room.

you saw the empty closet you checked a few minutes ago. without a second thought, you pulled scaramouche by the hand and shoved him and yourself inside the small closet, right before the mysterious person opened the door.

“huh, thought me heard somebody...”a male voice said, words clearly slurred.

“it's 'cause of yer drunk head, ya ass! hah, yer really wasted.” another voice popped up.

“d'ya think viktor wou’mind if we crash here t'night?”

“don't be such a fool! now get yer butt goin', viktor's gon’ kick us when he finds our asses 'ere.”

the sound of a door closing can be heard and slowly, the voices faded.

you finally exhaled���not realising that you've been holding your breath the whole time.

“good, they're gone now–” you said while turning around, stopping your sentence abruptly when you found yourself being face to face with the ravenette. your breaths fanning in each other's, and face mere centimetres from one another.

scaramouche had his eyes widened out ever since you've shoved him in the small closet, seemingly still shocked with your bold and sudden movement.

now your eyes are widened too.

“oh! um... sorry for pushing you here–”

“get the hell out!” scaramouche yelled lowly, quickly shoving you outside, the opposite of what you did to him a moment ago.

you stumbled out from the small closet, letting out yet another exhale.

curse that gremlin for shoving you with no remorse.

scaramouche stepped out a second later, brushing off the invisible dust on his shoulder.

“phew, that was a close call. glad we didn't get caught.” you sighed, turning to scaramouche.

“we didn't find anything though. we're gonna hit rock bottom if we don't get anywhere with this stupid case.”scaramouche mumbled, closing the closet door. turning back to you, he grumbled.

you shrugged. “well, to be fair, it's only been a week. we're gonna be undercover for what, two to three months? more if we're not getting anywhere, but that's highly impossible.”

“we're the greatest detectives in the precint, surely we can solve this case like any other cases we've solved. this one is just a tough one to crack i guess.” scaramouche hummed at your words.

“ugh, whatever. let's just... head downstairs before other people see us. it's bad enough we almost got caught.” he drawled out, heading towards the door.

you huffed, about to leave the room too before you caught a glimpse of something odd at the corner of the room, just right behind the door. you called over scaramouche who's already in the hallway now, in which he definitely didn't hear.

him and his stupid deaf ears, you thought. oh wait, the earpiece.

you called for scaramouche again, this time applying pressure to the earpiece in your ear so that your voice can be transferred to his earpiece.

“what?” scaramouche came back in a just second.

you pointed out to the odd thing you saw earlier. “look, it seems like something worth nothing.”

the both of you crouched down to take a closer look. you finally saw what it was.

dried blood.

“huh. and here i thought he's as clean as ever with his schemes.” you remarked, taking out your phone to take a pic.

you'll need to send it to childe later.

“i thought you checked here.” scaramouche said flatly, still looking at the dried blood on the carpeted floor.

“no i didn't, you did.” you looked at him.

“did i? or was it you?” he fought back, not wanting to lose to another banter with you.

“stop it dude. i'm not gonna argue with you in the middle of this, i'm the one who found it anyways.”

scaramouche once again grumbled in defeat.

going back downstairs was as easy as it was when you headed to the second floor. people don’t seem to care at your whereabouts at all.

students were filled to the brim in the living room, music still blasting as loud as ever at the quiet neighborhood.

“yikes, this place reeks of alcohol.” you pinched your nose with your fingers to lessen up the smell.

viktor is nowhere in sight, so that's good.

scaramouche winced at the loud music. “we should head out soon.”

you both walked over near the laundry room to get away from the mess.

“b-but! it's still so early, we should at least get a drink or two to not raise suspicions. viktor's gonna get furious of us!” you stammered.

“furious for what?” the said man suddenly appeared behind you out of nowhere, resulting in both of you and scaramouche jolting with widened eyes.

“o-oh! viktor, it's nice to see you!” you stuttered. “now how d'ya do?” you patted viktor’s shoulder, scaramouche internally cursing you for your bad acting.

“um... we've already met at the door an hour ago. but uh, i'm fine?”the brunette said questionably, confused with your sudden awkwardness.

“oh– yeah! sorry, it's the alcohol speaking. ah, this place is really blowing me up.” you fanned yourself with your hand to add on the lie, hoping that viktor buys it.

scaramouche scoffed. “yeah, sorry viktor. seems like this woman is too intoxicated. we'll be leaving soon.”

“sure, sure. i'll leave you two be. just enjoy this party while it lasts! it is your first party after all, wouldn’t want it to be disappointing now.”the tall man winked, heading to the kitchen to leave you guys alone.

“hah, intoxicated, my ass.” scaramouche chuckled, crossing his arms and looking at your clearly sober form.

“shut up! let’s just get a drink or two and head back to update this on childe.” you rolled your eyes, grabbing a clean red plastic cup and heading to where the drinks were served.

you groaned.

“archons, what time is it...” you rubbed your eyes, whilst finding your phone that's nowhere to be found.

not being able to find it with your hand, you opened your eyes.

where were you?

the unfamiliar room greets you, it's dull white walls and ceiling staring right back at your confused expression. you sat up, groaning from the pain on your back. archons, what were you even doing last night? and again, where the hell were you?

you took a moment to observe your surroundings. “where in the world am i– HOLY SHIT! WHAT THE FUCK?!” you screamed, looking at the person sleeping on the bed beside you.

the person grumbled at your loud voice and sat up from their sleeping position. “why the hell is it so loud for- WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK?!"

you both looked at each other with widened eyes, staring right at each other's souls.

it was filled with hate, confusion, or anger, you don't even know yourself.

“what are you doing here?!” you both asked, well, yelled, at the same time. you don't understand why you both ended up on the same bed and in an unknown room.

“stop copying me!” you both yelled at the same time again, dissatisfied with each other.

“what the hell, woman. why are you in bed with me?!” scaramouche screeched, seemingly as shocked as you are right now.

“excuse me, why are you asking me?! i should be the one asking! you're the man here!” you exclaimed.

you shot your eyes to each other's clothes, in fear that you did something not very appropriate with the man beside you.

thank the archons that the both of you are fully clothed.

well, scaramouche had his windbreaker thrown somewhere in the room, but other than that, you two didn't do anything. you sighed out of relief.

scaramouche groaned, pinching his forehead with his fingers. “shit. my head's killing me.”

“same here...” you mumbled, looking out to the window. it looks like it's still morning, you thought.

trying to prove that you're right, you looked for your phone once again.

“what?” asked scaramouche.

“i'm trying to find my phone but i can't find it.”

“it's over here, at this nightstand.” scaramouche said, taking your phone from his side of the nightstand and handing it over to you.

you held out a hand to take it from him. “thanks.”

checking the time, you blinked, before widening your eyes. not believing at what you’re seeing, you closed your eyes and opened them once again. it’s still the same.

1:49 pm.

“it's already afternoon?! what the hell!” you yelled, scrambling to get out of the twisted sheets. you stopped yourself when you felt the pain on your back again.

you rubbed your back, hoping that it'd ease out the sores a little. “archons, what did i even do for my back to hurt like hell...”

you tried to rack out your brain in order to find the images of last night, but you can't seem to remember a single bit.

“i think we're still at viktor's frat house.” scaramouche concluded. he was observing the room and when you look at it, it does look like one of the rooms of the ginormous house.

“huh, i thought we went home.”

“well, we clearly didn't.”

“i know that, jackass. i'm not that stupid.”

scaramouche groaned once again. “there's no use in arguing. we need to get home.”

you checked your notifications on your phone.

huh, viktor messaged me, i wonder what that’s about, you ponder.

opening the notification, you read the messages viktor sent you.

viktor

you and ivan got too drunk and crashed in the middle of the party LMAO 2:18 am

i let you guys crash at the frat house

you two looked too drunk to drive home

no worries, everyone left. it’s just the two of you

i headed back to my dorm to leave you guys be

there’s a spare key i left on the counter in the kitchen

you can give it back to me on our next class

hope you guys had fun today!

you grumbled. great, now everyone’s gonna think were crazy drunkards.

you got out of bed, body and back still aching. you tried to stand up and walk bit struggled miserably, placing your hands on the nightstand as a support.

“you okay?” scaramouche asked, looking over at your form.

“ye- yeah, i'm fine. this is nothing.” you lied, wincing at your limping body.

“you're clearly not.” he said coldly.

you heard rustling from the bed sheets and a couple of seconds later, scaramouche appeared beside you.

circling his arm over your hips and taking your arm to wrap it around his neck, scaramouche helped you walk.

“wait.” said the ravenette, walking you two over at the empty desk a few steps away to retrieve his discarded windbreaker.

he released his arm to throw the windbreaker on you, and circled his arm back around your frame.

“thanks.” you mumbled.

“anything to get us out of here.”

“you stayed the night there... together? on the same bed?” childe almost spit out his coffee from the news, both amused and shocked.

“that's really not the point here, dude.” you crossed your arms, frowning at childe through the screen.

“i don't even remember what happened last night, probably 'cause i was too drunk. you don't remember anything too, right?” you asked scaramouche, turning your head over to him.

you both were sitting on the couch in the living room and on a call with childe once again to update on what you've got yesterday.

scaramouche was hesitant to answer, only ended up shaking his head instead of straight up answering you.

you wonder what that's about.

“sure you two don't remember, i totally buy that.” childe snickered, drinking up his coffee.

you glared at childe through the screen. after a moment, you realised he's not at the precint, given how he's currently at his house office instead of the usual busy precint.

“are you not at work?” you changed the subject, raising a brow.

“ah, no, i'm taking the day off. my parents dropped off teucer, tonia and anthon at my apartment because they needed to go on a short vacation, archons knows where they're going to now.” childe paused, seeming like he was looking at the door of his office in case his younger siblings come in.

“my older siblings are too busy with their own families so the responsibility falls on me, not that i don't mind. i get to spend more time with them! which is really good since i've been really busy these days.” childe added, putting up a small smile.

“say hi to them for me.” you said softly, remembering childe’s cute younger siblings. you haven’t seen them in quite awhile.

as if on sync, the three kids barged in childe's office and ran up to him. they all climbed up onhim and looked at you over the screen, making childe suffer at the back.

“look! it's y/n! hellooo!!” teucer greeted you first, grinning up at you through the screen.

“y/n!! hi!!!” it was anthon's turn to greet you, waving his hand happily at you.

“is that sir scaramouche? he doesn't look that good...” tonia said last, peering at scaramouche's scowling face at the screen.

you stifled a laugh. sir scaramouche? he definitely made those kids call him that.

“sir scaramouche is doing so good, right, sir scaramouche?” you teased, amusement lacing your voice at the form of address the children called him. it just doesn't sound right on him at all.

scaramouche frowned, staring daggers at you. “shut up. we're supposed to be talking about the case, not talking to children.”

you pouted. “you're a party pooper. they're great kids, you just don't see it.” you whispered at him, not wanting the kids to hear your conversation with scaramouche.

“okay, okay, off you go now. i need to talk to y/n and scaramouche about work. go and play at the living room, i'll order food for you three later.” childe said, picking the three up from his lap and putting them down on the floor.

after shooing them away, childe sat back on his chair. “where were we again?”

you pulled out your phone to show the picture you took last night at the party. “this pic. you've already got it from me yesterday right?” you asked.

“i did... but it's not enough evidence. for all we know it could be viktor's own blood. we'll need the sample to get the dna, do you mind heading back there and retrieve it?”

“are you out of your mind? that man's gonna notice a small patch of his carpet is gone, you idiot!” scaramouche cursed, crossing his arms.

you ignored scaramouche’s tantrum. “can it even still be tested? that blood could've been there for over a month, it might not be able to be identified if it's been that long.”

“it's worth a try. you two could find an alternative carpet or something to cover it up, or maybe just trim the blooded carpet and sample it. i'll have it sent to the lab once it gets here.” said childe, writing some notes on his book.

well, it won't hurt to try, you guessed.

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[pqrachel]

Our Life Derek's Epilogue - My Thoughts (Spoilers!)

So I finally got around to playing Derek's epilogue, I thought I was gonna wait longer but I wanted to do it before the month was over so I did. And it was amazing! At this point I should really expect that from GBPatch.

I mentioned it a bit in my thoughts on Baxter's epilogue but even though I'm bi the masc types aren't usually my preference, and with Derek being buff and strong, I really wasn't expecting to fall for him as much as Cove or Baxter... but I did. He was just so me, in both a weird way but also in a very amazing way. All the main points of why the player character loved Derek are the same reasons my friends say they love me. And Derek's family reminded me of my own in a very focus on the positives kind of way.

Before I get into Derek and the player character's story real quick I want to say grown up Nico is so amazing. Look at this boy:

I loved him before and I love him now. Definitely a highlight of the whole epilogue!!

But yeah like all the other love stories in Our Life I let the love interest do most of the work in wooing me. Even though I selected 'Love' in the opening option for Derek so the option for the story would be available, it had been years since I'd last seen Derek (in the story), so it wasn't like I was in love with him immediately. So I let the story unfold and it was just so much fun. Hanging out with his brothers again, the water park date and how nice that was, spending time with both of our families, the boardwalk date, and the final party with everyone there; it was all just amazing. And the one scene right before the party, where if we weren't interrupted things were about to get spicy. (Again I know he's a fictional character, shut up.) But from the Cove Patreon moment, I know GBPatch can write a decent inclusive sex scene and I'd be willing to see one of those moments for Derek or even Baxter.

But yeah all in I love Our Life: Beginnings and Always. The DLC included. I hope Our Life 2 development goes well and it can become just as fond in my heart after it releases. (Poly options plz!!)

(I don't have the post-credits splash page for Cove's epilogue since it's been a while since I've played it. But it was amazing too! Cove's and my wedding will always have a special place in my heart.)

#justsometext #our life: beginnings & always #derek suarez

[demadogs]

I agree. I was a little worried at first just bc I've been let down before with other ships, but today that has completely changed. I think the fact that he just brings Byler up without any kind of provoking from shippers is also a big sign...Like he really didn't have to bring them up but he did bc he wanted to. Also, what he said specifically doesn't sound very baiting to me. For me, when actors bait they're usually a bit more vague and aren't as definitive with their comments, but his statement is literally saying that they're being built up. If it was unrequited, he wouldn't be able to explain his way out of that one and I don't think someone whose just baiting would say something so definitive and specific. People who bait usually say shallow things about the ship or something like yes I ship them, I'd love it if that happened. But his comment was literally talking about the narrative and how they're being built up which is different from just saying you like a ship.

exactly. hes not talking about it as a fun hypothetical concept. look at the way maya hawk has brought up nancy and robin. not saying this is queerbait at all, but she has joked before in that one wrong answers only interview about robin holding nancy’s corpse as her love. that was her basically saying she’d ship it but it was obvious that theyre not actually doing that (rip). whereas noah talks about byler as matter of factly as any other canon plot in the show. he talks about it as if its as obvious as jopper.

also the fact that after he said theyre building it up he literally told us to ship it. “theyre building that up so definitely ship that”. its almost like hes telling us to expect it. ive never seen queerbaiters actively encourage their audience to ship something so directly. its more like “ooohh what if this happened?? 👀 hmm plz watch our show to find out”. hes telling us to ship these two characters, why would he do that if its unrequited?

ive been 100% confident itll be requited for a long time. the only thing im worried about is them dragging it on to s5 and not having them admit their feelings to each other in vol 2. im tired man i dont wanna wait another two years before i see the homies be gay together. i also just genuinely think itd work better if they get together this volume so next volume could show them coming out and it wouldnt feel rushed.

#stranger things #byler #eden answers

[court-jobi]

Get to Know Me 💗✨❤️‍🔥

Last Song: 'I'm Jealous' --Shania Twain

Favorite Color: Blue: so much, that I painted a gorgeous smoky blue shade as an accent wall in my living room!

Currently Watching: 'Star Wars Rebels' rewatch, switching between YT videogame mixes as background music~

Last Movie: in theatres? The Little Mermaid~ At home, I did a groupwatch of The Rescuers Down Under for the nostalgia! PS all summer, I've been a huge advocate of it, and my friend had never seen it. Didn't resonate as much with her, but our friendship is still intact.

Currently Reading: Nothing atm-- though I just got through some wonderful fics by @fizzyxcustard! I received a new book in the mail from a tiktok author: Assistant to the Villain --Hannah Nicole Maeher

Sweet/Spicy/Savory: SWEET all the way!

Relationship Status: Single (ugh again), but not sure if I'm ready to mingle. Don't really know where to start after a 5 year marriage... Can't I just clone a loving, faithful, fictional husband, plz?

Current Obsession: Man, I am still in my fangirl era, and as I am a seasonal writer, 'back to school'/ work season launch has me ready to go back to my Hobbit era with its rich colors and cultures. Plus some great songs on my YT playlist are giving me some inspiration.

Last thing I Googled: Texas Roadhouse [city]. Yall don't come for me, I am a sucker for their bread and had to make an online order like the girl dinner goblin I am.

Currently Working on: a few things! Getting my writing plan back on track, about to post 2 fics, cleaning my kitchen, and a couple really funny art projects. One is reworking a canvas print for a friend by adding details that look more like her dog, and the other is a large version of the 'this is fine' dog meme for my boss... Boss's Day is around the corner, and my coworkers are all in agreement that this needs to be his gift this year! lol He's a good humor guy, so he should like it~

Thanks @idungoofed for the tag!! This was fun!

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[serpentandlily]

Hey! Can I ask a few questions? Imma ask my every fav author these.

1. How long have you been Writing?

2. Are you planning to make a profession out of this or just doing it for fun?

3. Who or which character do you prefer to write more for?

4. What do you do when you're out of ideas?

5. Lastly, Will plz give an advice for the young writers out that.

AWWW, thank you for these questions!

I've been writing for probably three years now

I do want to publish my own books. I'm working on an original novel right now (pray for me y'all)

Hmmm, I honestly love writing Rhys for some reason. Cassian is also fun to write because he's such a lovable goof-ball. Azriel is a bit harder, just because I sometimes feel like its easy to write him out of character since we haven't gotten a whole lot of time with him in the books.

When I'm out of ideas, I like to listen to music to draw some inspiration. (I love it when you guys include songs in your requests that fit the vibe of what sort of feel you're looking for with the fic)

My advice is to just keep writing. Even if you feel like your work is cringe or bad or whatever. Reading my first few fics back was literally so painful but the more you write, the better you will get. Also for dialogue and stuff, I read the conversation I'm writing out loud like I'll literally talk to myself and that has helped me kind of navigate like whether or not its realistic or too cringy or whatevs. but sometimes, you just gotta embrace the cringe because it's more fun haha

[dorianpavus]

I was the anon who bought Divinity: Original Sin 2 a few weeks ago. I just completed it last night (thx for selling it so well! It was a great game!) I also just bought Baldur's Gate 3 which I've kept an eye on for 2 years or so. Problem is... should I play it now or wait for a week? I want to play but I also want the full game but I want to PLAY! I did go into character creation but didn't continue because... should I wait? ugghh plz help! D: And how much is available in act 1 early access rn?

omg YAY i'm so glad you enjoyed it!!!! 🥰💖

DEFINITELY WAIT to play bg3 though!!! if this was a year ago, i'd recommend early access for anyone who was considering the game. act 1 is beefy and i've had a blast playing it (seriously i've put in over 200 hours already lol).

however:

your saves will not transfer!! you'll have to play the same thing again a week from now and you don't wanna burn yourself out :(

there is SO MUCH content being added -- larian mentioned there's like 33% more content being added to Act 1 alone. which as i said, was already beefy! and some things have been reworked.

character creation will also be quite different! there will be new races at launch, new way things look and work, new options for hair or faces, the choice of whether to play an origin character or a custom one (although the devs do recommend custom characters for your first playthrough), etc. so there's not even a reason to mess around in the character creation, really, you're not seeing all your options and some things have changed!

but really it's just going to be a different, bigger, more refined game in one week! i know it's tempting, but it's going to be a much more rewarding experience if you can hold out. 😭 that's especially true if you've already played dos2, because you'll probably adapt to the combat and systems very quickly, so there's no real need to mess around and get your bearings.

if anything, i'd spend this time thinking about what kind of character you'd like to play -- classes in particular, since that's not really dependent on the updated character creator! here is a list of what classes and subclasses will be available launch. while some things have been buffed/reworked in bg3 compared to 5e, many are the same or function similarly at least.

(and keep in mind you can play any race at launch -- unlike in early access, your ability score bonuses won't be tied to your race, you'll get to put a +2 and +1 anywhere you want! so you can pick what race you want for flavor, not mechanics. :3)

thinking about your character can even just mean... picking a name. idk if you're like me, but that choice can paralyze me for HOURS. 😂 so i've been trying to square all that out of the way without stressing on launch day hahah.

anyway tl;dr is please just wait anon!!! it will be different and better and feel more special if you wait!!! but that said, you are SO in for a treat and i hope you have fun!!! 🥰

#seriously i'm so pleased you enjoyed it :') #anonymous #asks #bg3 stuff #i also wanna play soooooooooooooo bad so i understand 😭🤝😭 #also if you're not familiar with dnd or the forgotten realms lore looking stuff up on that or the previous two games can help prep you!! #and also kinda scratch the itch while you're waiting 😭

[lalacliffthorne]

Hey! Can I ask a few questions? Imma ask my every fav author these.

1. How long have you been Writing?

2. Are you planning to make a profession out of this or just doing it for fun?

3. Who or which character do you prefer to write more for?

4. What do you do when you're out of ideas?

5. Lastly, Will plz give an advice for the young writers out that.

oooohhh I love these!!! 💓 you can always ask questions, hit me with it 😏

1. I've been writing for ten years I think? a lil more maybe? gee

2. right now, I'm just doing it for fun, but I would love to publish my own things someday! I do write stuff of my own additional to fanfiction, so who knows!

3. urghhh I don't knowww 🙈 I love so many characters, and I love writing for every single one of them for different reasons? and it always changes and - I really couldn't tell you.

4. oohhh that's a good one. if it's just a lil funk while working on something, I try to re-inspire myself. I look at fanart, search pinterest and make mood boards, I listen to or create new, specific playlists - if that doesn't work and I'm truly stuck, I found that taking a step back, either working on something else or just leaving it completely helps the most. especially when I'm stuck plot wise and don't know how to proceed, sometimes letting it sit for a few days rlly helps, and then suddenly I got an epiphany. as for general ideas - I usually always have something? 🙈 either an idea bc of what I'm currently reading or watching or I see a prompt, I usually always have a list sitting on my phone that constantly grows.

5. I love this. okay. one: don't get discouraged. everyone starts somewhere, and no one has ever started something and immediately was absolutely, utterly perfect at it. I'm nowhere near perfect, and when I look at how I started, I definitely cringe very hard. and that's okay!! you can get only get better by maybe being not as good in the beginning. it might be shoddy, but that's fine!! just keep writing. two: there is no one, right way to do it. don't listen too hard to what someone might tell you about how to or how to not write something. if it feels right to you, that's how you find your own style and way of writing. three: even though I know it's really hard - try not to compare your writing to other people's writing. everyone has a different unique style, and once you find yours and it looks different to someone else's that you rlly like, that doesn't mean that yours is any less good!

so: don't get discouraged. and if you really want to write - write. doesn't matter where and how you start, if you suck at it in the beginning, if it maybe doesn't do as good as something or someone else's - there are still gonna be people that immensely enjoy it, including yourself! write what you want to see, and just start.

#asks #💞

[jesusizmysuperhero]

I know I don't blog as much as I used to, I miss it, I do, I wish I had kept up on it all these years, that just reminded me, I need to change my profile pic 😅

But yeah, I got lovely "fruit snacks", jamming to music in my headphones to prevent me from going into another bout of sensory overload, playing Stray on my PS4, so far a really cute game, the starting story might get ya to tear up a lil I know I did 🥺

Anyways if you're new, I'm a pagan witch, actively deconstructing the Christian "faith" I grew up in.

I've been having a lot of mental health episodes lately, idk if it's because my lovely time of month, or whether it be BPD, I haven't been in therapy lately because I haven't had the funding, yes Betterhelp is cheaper than traditional therapy by quite a lot, but still expensive. Hopefully getting back in it this week, and back into working again, these mental health episodes (I call them that cuz idk how else to describe them) it's a lot of a shutdown state and I don't wanna be bothered in that state, it's scary, I won't go further into detail than that, for the sake of other's mental health, ik things can be triggering, I get it.

But yeah, anyways, I'm also bisexual, polyamorous (everyone's poly journey is different, no judging plz) I am a One Man Woman, but I love ALL the girls. My pronouns are she/they as I'm non-binary, occasionally he/they, so if I present masculine, typically I use the they/them pronouns, I'm not too too keen on he/him, I used those pronouns more when I was gender fluid. ANYWAYS 😂, I væp€, 🍃 friendly, 🌶️ content creator, taken by my amazing boyfriend of 3 months (going on 4 in August)

I'm in the process of getting divorced from my TBEH (to be ex husband) (together basically 3 years, married {legally at least}for what would've been 2 years back in April), that's another story for another time tho.

But yeah, that pretty much sums up a lot, oh yeah, imma be a Godmommy to another precious little Godson as my bestie is gonna have another boy 🥺❤️ Sooooo excited to spoil my (to be)* godson(s)* more and more I love them as I would my own, I haven't even met my godson's little brother yet, but I can't wait to meet him when he gets here 🥺❤️🥰

Thanks for reading y'all, I guess I could 🔌 my Wattpad work here lol, look my penname up, it's Thorlovespoptarts. 😅😅

I made the name when I was like, maybe 14-16 at that time, mind you.

Goodnight/Morning/Afternoon, whatever time it is where y'all are at! Peace!

(oh yeah, boyfriend reveal I guess 😅❤️)

(I love him SO much 🥺❤️‍🩹)

#pagan wicca #lgbtq #mental health #blog #blogger #ps4 #stray game

[whats-wild-to-you]

omg u have to write something about yesterday plz im on my knees and im begging 😭

It’s the ultimate wedding serenade… like Jay will be singing this to his wife at their wedding … there’s no other way … not today though 😈

p.s. trigger warning: towards the end I’m using the R word … twice 🫢🫣

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You were 5 when you saw Park Jaebum for the first time. He played with his friends at the playground, his knees all scraped up but in that moment he was the most fascinating person to you. 2 years later, he kissed your cheek at school. 10 years after that you shared your first real kiss. He became your first boyfriend, but your first love didn't last long.

"I’m going to Korea!" He proudly announced one day. "I'm going to become a singer!"

You were happy for him, although your heart broke into a million pieces when you heard the news.

Trying to forget him was harder than you expected, especially when you saw him perform on tv. Several years had passed but he still occupied a big portion of your thoughts. And heart.

Only one year later he returned to Seattle. At first you weren't aware, but when you found out you looked for him. He was still the same, yet had changed so much. You wanted to be by his side again, but he pushed you away.

"I'm not going anywhere!" You called after him.

When he decided to return to Korea once more, you didn't hesitate. "I'm coming with you!"

He shook his head, told you you wouldn't like it, you'd be incredibly homesick and for a second you thought if that was how he had felt.

"I don't care. I'm not leaving you!"

"Ever?" He questioned.

You nodded.

"Promise."

"I promise!"

Luckily, you adjusted to life in Seoul pretty fast. Jay was busy recording songs and promoting, but he always brought you with him, proudly showing you off.

Luck was on his side and soon he was able to establish his own record label. The further up he climbed the ladder of success, the more you struggled to keep up with him.

Doubts started forming in your head, maybe you were holding him back.

You became Jay's shadow, always by his side but always hidden in the background as well. You didn't want to interfere with his business and never complained when he casted beautiful models to be in his videos. To you Jay Park and Park Jaebum were two different people.

You believed Jay appreciated you for that, but every now and then you questioned yourself if he took you for granted. You had become part of his team, his entourage, his inner circle, but you didn't feel as if you were his girlfriend anymore.

Afraid to approach the subject, you told yourself that he was too busy caring about important things and you shouldn't bother him with such trivial issues.

"Are you okay?" One day he asked you.

"갑자기?"

At that point you had known him for almost 20 years, and had been living with him in Korea for 10 years.

"How about I take the week off and we go somewhere nice?"

"Sounds good!"

While laying cuddled up on a lounge chair, overlooking the sea, you heard Jay sigh deeply.

"What is it?" You mumbled half-asleep.

"I just realized that I never thanked you. For sticking by me."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"The last ten years were crazy, right? But you were always there by my side, walking with me."

"Of course, babe!"

He placed a dainty kiss on your cheek and pulled out his phone.

"I started working on a song last night, when you were sleeping. Here!" He handed you his phone where he wrote down a few lines in his Notes app.

Lost in thought, you read them out loud.

Whether I'm up or down Or I wear no crown Love me the same way the same way U did as yesterday Whether I'm rich or poor Just call me yours Love me the same way the same way U did as yesterday

"Did you write this for me?"

"Is it that obvious?"

"Well, to me it is. Because I've been knowing you all my life."

"Through it all, the ups and downs, you were the one person always sticking by me. I wouldn't be able to be where I am right now without you. I hope you know that! With you by my side I'm not scared to retire because I know you will still love me just as much."

"If not more. But where is this coming from? Retirement?"

"I'm just thinking a lot about the future these days."

"Oh, yeah? What does the future look like?"

"You and I living in a house on the countryside, with a garden and a hairy dog."

"Tell me more."

"We would run around, chasing after our three kids while we ..."

#jay park #more soju please #park jaybum #park jaebum #park jaebeom #send me asks #ask response #anon ask #ask me anything #anon request