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misc-obeyme · 2 months

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Arsenios's Story: Preview

Since today is Arsenios's birthday, I'm sharing this little snippet from his story that I've been working on. The story still doesn't have a title, but I swear I'll come up with one at some point.

I wanted to share something a little fluffy. I think this is a cute little scene. It's before all the really dramatic stuff happens in the story lol.

Note that this is just a preview and is subject to change in the final draft. As always you can find more information about Arsenios in his profile post.

GN!MC x Arsenios (demon OC)

Warnings: none this is all fluff

A few days later you were in your bed, staring up at the darkened ceiling. Your mind was whirring, your thoughts steadily tumbling over each other. You wanted to rest, to shut your eyes, and sleep. And yet, for some reason, you couldn't.

You sighed. You rolled over in bed and picked up your D.D.D. hoping something there could distract you.

You were going to scroll through Devilgram, but you accidentally opened your contacts instead. You saw Arsenios's name there, new among your list.

Your finger hovered over the send message option. It was late. He was probably asleep, like you should be. And it wasn't like you guys were close enough that you could just text him in the middle of the night.

And yet…

Your mind was a little cloudy from exhaustion, so you went ahead and sent a message anyway. You'd deal with any consequences later.

MC: Hey, are you still awake? Or do you have a normal sleep schedule?

What a dorky thing to say. But you didn't care because you were tired, but couldn't sleep and your brain was not fully functioning. You just needed to talk to someone. Sure, you could have sent a message to any one of the brothers. Actually, you could have just left your room and talked to them in person. Levi was certainly still awake and a good gaming session might even be something that could help. Lucifer might still be awake, too, but you were far more likely to encounter a lecture from him. But for some reason, you didn't want to do any of that.

Your phone vibrated and you nearly dropped it in surprise.

Arsenios: What's sleep? Is that a human thing?

You rolled your eyes. Now you felt a little less like a dork because you were clearly talking to someone who was even more of one than you were.

MC: Ha ha, very funny. So you are awake.

Arsenios: I am now. Did you forget to do your curses and hexes homework for tomorrow? Because if that's why you're texting me, I regret to inform you that I didn't do it either.

MC: No, unlike you I actually care about school. I know better than to think you've done any homework ever.

Arsenios: That's a relief. I wouldn't want to be known for doing homework. So what's up? Everything okay?

You paused for a moment. Was he worried about you? You shook your head. You were being silly.

MC: Nothing, really. I just can't sleep, that's all.

Arsenios: I can do something about that. Hang on.

You read this last message in confusion. You stared at the screen for a moment, not sure how to respond, when it scared you to death by ringing in your hand. Arsenios's name flashed across the screen.

He was calling you?

You swiped to answer because what else could you do?

"Um, hello?" you said.

"Hey," Arsenios said. "Sorry to just call you out of nowhere like that, but I can't help you sleep if you can't hear me."

"What are you talking about?" you asked.

There was the soft strum of guitar strings on the other line.

"Have you already forgotten?" His tone was amused. "I can sing you to sleep."

You stared at the phone for a minute. "What?"

He laughed, a soft rolling sound that sounded like music itself. "My power, remember? If you're having trouble sleeping, it would be easy for me to put a little magic into my song to help you fall asleep. Is that okay?"

Your cheeks heated up and you were glad he couldn't see you. At least he asked this time. You thought about it. It would be nice if you could just sleep right now. "Okay. But if I fall asleep…"

"Don't worry," Arsenios said. "I'll hang up. I won't hear you snoring or talking in your sleep."

"I don't do either of those things!" you said and he laughed again.

"Just get comfortable and tell me when you're ready," he said.

You readjusted yourself so that you were comfortable in your bed, keeping your D.D.D. beside you on the pillow.

"Okay," you said. "I'm ready."

"Sweet dreams, MC," Arsenios said. He started to play the guitar before you could respond. Moments later, he was singing something soft and sweet. You hadn't heard it before, so you figured it was a Devildom song of some kind. It was mellow and quiet. The baritone of his voice easily rising and falling with the notes. It was hard to believe this was the same voice that had been practically growling on stage with the band. Right now it was smooth and gentle, the acoustic hum of the guitar strings mingling perfectly.

Soon enough, your eyes began to drift closed. You felt yourself falling into a restful slumber. It was like you were wrapped up in the song's melody, held close and kept warm. Your dreams were mild and pleasant.

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#listen he's a bit of a dork when he's not being serious and dramatic #he really has multiple sides to him #obey me #obey me oc #obey me x reader #x reader #obey me oc x reader #misc oc arsenios #misc writes #misc queues

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squarebracket-trickster · 3 months

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Writer Q&A Tag Game

Thank you @sunset-a-story for ALSO tagging me way back in August. I AM SO SORRY

1. What motivates you to write?

It itchy, itchy urge to create something. I NEED it OUT. I MUST make sense of it ALL. The thoughts need ordering and putting together to maximize the happy chemicals. I see something I like that someone else made and I get jealous so I must do something like that, but MY way, and BETTER. It all makes me very itchy (restless).

2. A line/short snippet of your writing that you are most proud/happy of. If not maybe share a line of someone else's work you love (just please credit them)

I skimmed my entire 3rd draft (so far) to pick a line. There are a lot of good ones but none I liked more than the rest - I couldn't choose. So... I know I've already shared this one but dammit. It is a kickass line. It's also the first line of WIPVII - and you do not know what devils I sold my soul to to escape THAT writer's block.

I will live, I tell myself through the salt water in my eyes and the sting of the south wind on my face. This will make for a good story one day.

5. What part of writing do you think you are the best at? (Yes stroke your own ego it's okay)

Banter and wit. Which is funny because I always thought that was the thing I would struggle most with - I was the academic overachiever who took herself too seriously in school. But when I reread my drafts there is something that makes me laugh in nearly every scene. Most of my highlighted lines are banter or retorts.

6. What do you enjoy most about the Writeblr community?

I love seeing writeblr content on my dash and I looooove getting interactions when I liveblog my writing. It is so nice to be able to share this with people who love it too (rather than inflicting it on my poor irl friends who are not writers). I just love all you Writeblr friends so much!

7. A writing tool/device you use that helps you with writing? (It could be speech to text, a writing program etc)

A 2x3.5' and a 3x5.5' whiteboard with a rainbow's worth of whiteboard markers in different thicknesses for brainstorming, family trees, timelines. My sketchbook, a mechanical pencil, and YouTube drawing tutorials for my maps and concept art. MS Word, dark mode, Times New Roman pt 11, with comments enabled for my manuscripts, outlines (bullet points), and worldbuilding notes. Subfolders within subfolders stored on my PC to organize all my Word docs. Two separate USBs which my completed manuscripts are saved to (in case something happens to my computer AND one of the USBs).

I have yet to find any worldbuilding or map making software (and it hasn't been for lack of looking) that gives me enough flexibility. I have yet to find any writing software that has features Word doesn't but that would actually help my process rather than overwhelm me.

I do want to write out a draft of WIPVII by hand at some point (though with my penchant for writing hand cramps this might be doomed). I also want to try an electric typewriter.

8. A piece of worldbuilding that you like in your own story? (It could be the magic system, a particular place in the story, a law etc)

WIPVII doesn't have very complex worldbuilding (there is no magic and most of it is ripped from real world history) but I do always love it when authors tell us what way the wind is coming, what smells it carries, what the view is in the distance, whose lands those are... that kind of stuff. Really creates a sense of place. I spent a lot of time mapping all this out in my own novel and I am very happy with it! The description feels so rich!

9. What piece of advice would you say to encourage others to write if they are having a rough patch?

Learn more about the craft. Writing is problem solving. If you aren't happy with something figure out why - the mechanics and technique behind writing. If you're still stuck learn even more. There are so many great, free resources on tumblr, youtube, blogs, pinterest (though it is most stolen from tumblr) even twitter and tiktok.

Also, learn how to filter out what advice is helpful now versus what should wait for later so you don't get overwhelmed. If you haven't even written a first draft yet don't bother with pacing, exposition, line editing, or let alone how to query. Just focus on the macro-stuff like plot and character arcs.

Tagging with the lightest brush on the shoulder these nine alleged humans: @cheeto-flavoured-pasta, @alnaperera, @bluberimufim, @daisywords, @boundedsea, @full-on-sam, @writernopal, @ashen-crest, @surroundedbypearls

#wipvii #tag game

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moonspirit · 9 months

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For the writer ask game :)

5,6, 7, 8, 12, 15, 21, 27, 29, 35, 37, 39

T_T Annaaaaa thank you T_T

5. Share one of your strengths.

Uh, fluff. Scenes dripping with cheesy fluff because I'm a terribly romantic person xD I think I do a decent job with that.

6. Share one of your weaknesses.

Angst, I think. I mean, I do write it ofc, I sprinkle some light feelings here and there, but I don't think I do a good job with heavy angst, simply because my fics are escapism from real world negativity and bleakness, and so they stay happy.

7. Share a snippet from one of your favorite pieces of prose you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

12. Is there an episode above all others that inspires you just a little bit more?

Answered here and here :3

8. Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

Would you believe me when I say that I haven't even begun to write any of my favorite dialogues yet #_#?? It's true. But still, here's one I like from chapter 3 of VBEOW:

Armin throws an arm around her shoulder as they approach the last of the shops. “Is she wrong though?” He playfully knocks his head with hers. “We are on a date.” She goes quiet, stiff as a board in his half-embrace. “A date you asked me out on,” He sings sweetly. “I thought I’d have to take all the first steps, but here you are Annie, leading–mmph!” Annie slaps a hand over his mouth and he laughs into her palm. “You’re never coming with me again,” She grumbles but releases her hold when he slips the jar of cocoa inside her pockets. “You’re annoying.” “That's upsetting. I thought you liked this,” Armin sighs in mock-disappointment. “What with how you snuggled into me–” Her fierce glower shuts him up but it doesn’t wipe the teasing grin off his face and he ends up stealing a kiss from her lips.

15. If you could choose one of your fics to be filmed, which would you choose?

Oh, definitely TFLM xD Somehow I love it too much haha xD Very close to my heart.

21. How many times do you usually revise your fic/chapter before posting?

Two! The first time to refine sentence structure and wording, the second to proofread for errors.

27. How do you feel about collaborations?

Would love to! And Anna, especially with you xD We've already talked about it :3! HIVE MIND UNITE!

29. If you could write the sequel (or prequel) to any fic out there not written by yourself, which would you choose?

Oh, difficult. I honestly have so many I love way too much, but I consider them all way out of my league haha ._. So I actually don't know, I don't believe I could do justice to any of them with a prequel #_#

35. Would you ever kill off a canon character?

:D Why would you ask this. I'm literally a teddybear, writing teddybear stories. NO! NOBODY'S DYING IN MY FICS!

37. Talk about your current wips.

So I said a little bit here, but I'll say a little more I guess. Chapters 8 and 9 will deal with Annie's uh... struggle/dilemma, Chapter 10 will deal with Armin's POV and his own... struggle. Chapter 11 will be... hahahahahahahaha. But no, this Annie dilemma is probably the most serious one I've written to date and with it, we finally enter into a major subplot in VBEOW.

39. Do you ever get rude reviews and how do you deal with them?

So far, none and I'm grateful for that. But if I do in future, I'll simply ignore them if they're rude, and delete them if they get overly toxic.

#ask game #writers ask game #annawayne

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itssweetiedarling · 5 months

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Yule Ball

Day 5 of @12daysofchristmas - "I'll be your date for that Christmas/holiday party if you don't have one yet."

Fandom: Hogwarts Legacy

Characters: Sebastian Sallow/Delilah Reeves (OC)

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1742

I went up behind Sebastian, “Mr. Sallow, what preparations have you been doing for the last upcoming tasks as a champion?” I run the school’s unofficial weekly newspaper, so I’ve been nagging Seb all year so far to get exciting news about the Triwizard tournament.

He jumped slightly but turned to me with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "Well, you know, just the usual," he replied, running a hand through his dark, tousled hair. "Training, studying the tasks, and trying not to get hexed by my fellow competitors. It's a tough crowd out there."

I couldn't help but notice the bags under his eyes, evidence of the toll the tournament was taking on him. The Yule Ball, a magical event held during the Triwizard Tournament, was approaching fast, and the whole school was buzzing with excitement.

"Come on, Seb, give me something juicy for the paper. The students are dying to know more about what goes on behind the scenes," I pressed, flashing my most persuasive smile.

Sebastian sighed, my smile always gets to him"Alright, alright. I've been practicing dancing," he admitted with a glint of embarrassment in his eyes.

I nodded eagerly, my quill at the ready to jot down notes. “Oh, planning on dancing with anyone, Sallow?”

Sebastian's cheeks flushed slightly, and he averted his gaze for a moment before meeting my eyes again. "Well, you know how it is. It's tradition to have a dance partner for the Yule Ball. Haven't decided yet, though."

I could sense there was more to the story. As a reporter, I wanted to ask more, but as a friend I let it be. Regardless, the prospect of him stepping out of his comfort zone and onto the dance floor was intriguing.

"Practicing dancing, huh? Is this part of your strategy for the tasks?" I teased, hoping to lighten the mood.

He chuckled, "No, not exactly. But you never know when a well-timed dance move might come in handy, right?"

I nodded, making a mental note to include the unexpected revelation in my article. The mysterious champion, known for his mischievous demeanor, practiced dance for the Yule Ball.

As we chatted, Sebastian shared snippets of his preparations for the upcoming tasks. He spoke about refining his spellcasting techniques and studying the strengths and weaknesses of magical creatures he might encounter. Despite his initial reluctance, it seemed that my persistent questioning had brought out a more talkative side of him.

Before I could dig deeper into the details, a group of students approached, eager to catch a glimpse of the champion. Sebastian excused himself with a polite nod, leaving me with a trove of valuable information for the newspaper.

I chuckled, slightly caught off guard by Sebastian's question. "Well, no secret dancing partner for me. I'm more of an observer, capturing the magic of the moment with my trusty quill."

At dinner that day, I sat next to Ominis and Sebastian.

Seb leaned over to me, “You know, you asked me who I was dancing with but I never asked you. Have a special someone?”

Sebastian raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "No one caught your eye, then?"

I shook my head, trying to hide a sheepish smile. "I've been too busy chasing down champions for exclusive interviews. Maybe I'll find time for a dance or two at the ball."

Ominis, who had been listening to our conversation with a grin, chimed in, "Come on, you should enjoy the festivities too. It's not every day we have a Triwizard Tournament and a Yule Ball."

Sebastian nodded in agreement. "He's right. The tournament is intense, but the Yule Ball is a chance to unwind and have some fun. You should take advantage of it." He chuckled to himself, “And who knows, maybe I’ll be your date for the ball if you don’t have one yet.”

I raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise. "Sebastian Sallow, the Hogwarts champion, offering to take the first Hogwarts transfer in generations? That would certainly make headlines."

He looked back at me almost flustered, “Let’s just have some fun, no need to report everything right?”

“Hm?”

I haven’t spent a lot of time on this during the school year. I want to leave an impression on Hogwarts before I leave next year. With semester finals coming up as well, I have been pretty stressed recently. Going to a party without looking for clues sounds oddly nice.

“How about we not make it about work?”

“I’ll think about it.”

It’s been a week since Sebastian asked me to be his partner at the Yule Ball. When I told Poppy, my best friend, she screamed and got all giddy for me. I can always trust Poppy for a good reaction.

I winced but trusted Poppy's judgment. She had an uncanny ability to transform unruly hair into a work of art. As she continued to work her magic, she couldn't help but chatter excitedly about the upcoming Yule Ball.

Now, she is pulling my hair up into a bun. “Ow, Poppy it hurts!”

“Pain is beauty.” She says, brushing my curls back. “Your hair just can’t stay still! But trust me, with the ginger color it will look perfect once I style it.”

"I can't believe you're going with Sebastian Sallow! This is like something out of a romance novel," Poppy gushed, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm.

I chuckled, trying to picture Sebastian as a romantic lead. "It's just a dance, Pop. Nothing too dramatic."

She rolled her eyes. "Just a dance? Do you even realize how many witches in this school would give anything to be in your shoes right now?"

I sighed, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement. "It's Sebastian. You know I don’t think of him like that. But he did say he wanted it to be fun, not like work."

I did as she requested and walked over to the mirror. I picked out this light blue dress at the beginning of the year when the tournament was announced. The dress flowed gracefully, matching the ethereal atmosphere of the Yule Ball. Poppy was right; the ginger color of my hair complemented the soft blue of the dress. I couldn't help but feel a surge of confidence.

Poppy finished with my hair and stepped back to admire her handiwork. "Well, you look absolutely stunning. Go look in the mirror!”

"You've outdone yourself, Poppy. Thanks for helping me get ready," I said, genuinely grateful for her support.

She grinned. "Now, let’s go and have the time of our lives. Dance like no one's watching, and don't forget to savor the moment."

"We're in this together, remember?" Sebastian said with a playful grin as we approached the grand entrance. The anticipation in the air was palpable as the champions and their partners prepared to make their entrance.

The champions of the tournament get their own special entrance at the ball. Of course, their partners have to join them. I tried to drop out of it, but Sebastian reined me back in.

As we stepped into the Great Hall, there was a collective hush that swept through the room. The magical ceiling sparkled with stars, and the enchanted decorations added a touch of elegance to the atmosphere. The champions were met with applause, and I couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and nervousness.

Sebastian guided me to the dance floor, and the music began. The initial awkwardness melted away as we fell into a rhythm. It was clear that Sebastian had put some effort into his dancing, and I found myself thoroughly enjoying the experience. I wasn’t surprised he was good at dancing after all his practice. He can make anything look good… including his outfit. He wore a dark blue tuxedo with white and black accents. Somehow, our ideas for outfits matched.

Throughout the night, we danced to various tunes, occasionally taking breaks to mingle with friends and fellow students.

At one point, Sebastian and I found ourselves near the refreshment table. He leaned in, his tone soft. "So, what do you think of the ball so far?"

I couldn't help but smile. "It's beyond my expectations. Hogwarts knows how to throw a magical party."

He chuckled. "Glad you're enjoying it. And by the way, you're an excellent dancer."

I blushed, grateful for the dim lighting that might conceal my embarrassment. "Well, you're not so bad yourself, Sallow."

Sebastian's comment caught me off guard, and I couldn't help but laugh. "Well, aren't you the possessive one tonight?"

“Honestly, this isn’t as bad as I thought it would be. I get to show you off to the whole school, and they think you’re mine.”

He grinned, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Just for tonight. After all, I did secure the best dance partner in the room."

We continued to dance and enjoy the magical atmosphere of the Yule Ball. The night flowed seamlessly, each dance more magical than the last. As the Yule Ball approached its end, the final dance was announced. The melody filled the air, and Sebastian extended his hand for the last dance.

"Shall we?" he asked with a charming smile.

I nodded, and we moved gracefully to the center of the dance floor. The music was slow, and the enchanting atmosphere heightened the emotions of the moment. It felt like time slowed down as we swayed to the rhythm.

Sebastian looked down at me with a soft expression. "Thanks for being my partner tonight. I know it was more than you signed up for.”

I smiled, appreciating his sincerity. "It turned out to be better than I expected. And it's not every day one gets to dance with a Triwizard champion."

He chuckled. "True, true. But I'm not just the Triwizard champion tonight. I'm Sebastian, dance partner extraordinaire."

We both laughed, and the dance continued. As the final notes echoed through the Great Hall, there was a sense of closure, and the Yule Ball concluded on a high note.

Sebastian walked me back to our common room on his arm. We lingered in the quiet hallway, the echoes of the Yule Ball fading away.

"Thanks for a wonderful night, Sebastian," I said, genuinely grateful for the unexpected adventure.

He grinned. "No, thank you. I had a great time, too. Maybe we should do this again sometime when there's not a tournament in the way."

I nodded, feeling a warmth in my chest. "I'd like that. Until then, Mr. Sallow, dance partner extraordinaire."

Sebastian chuckled, leaning in to kiss me on the cheek. "You got it. See you around, partner."

Needless to say, there was a lot to discuss with Poppy the next day.

#12daysofchristmas2023 #hogwarts legacy #christmas fanfic #christmas fanfiction #hogwarts legacy fanfic #sebastian sallow #hogwarts #hogwarts legacy fandom #hogwarts legacy sebastian

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nativestarwrites · 1 year

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wip ask meme!! 📄, 📝, and 👻

Thanks for the ask!

📄 What’s a WIP you never finished that you would like to go back and revisit?

I have a WIP that I haven't touched in 18 months, but has 16k words written which I feel like I should revisit. It's affectionately titled 'coffee shop AU' even though its not really either of those things. I wanted to answer the question 'what if the Phoenix was really a think tank and none of them were secret agents'. It started out as a straight AU but I ended up flipping it and its a canon fic where all is not as it seems. It has some really nice scenes in it and thinking back over how much my writing has developed since I started it, I should really take another look at it and see if I can finish it now.

📝Share a snippet of an unposted WIP, with or without context.

Seems appropriate to share a bit from the coffee shop AU now! But the snippet got a little long… oops. So I'm gonna put it under a cut with the last question.

Mac headed out onto the decking and sure enough he didn’t have to wait long before Jack followed.

“Hey, you alright?”

“Yeah.”

“You sure? Your head’s not bothering you, is it?” Mac rolled his eyes, he’d admire Jack’s persistence if it wasn’t so… persistent.

“I’m fine. I promise.”

Jack nodded and sat on the wooden railing, looking back at the house while Mac looked out at the LA night.

“I believe you about your head, but you’re not fine. I know that much, something’s bugging you.”

Mac sighed, it was the curse and the blessing of having a friend like Jack Dalton. Jack wouldn’t stop until Mac spilled what was wrong, but if he needed more time he’d give it to him. He’d never admit it, but sometimes it felt like Jack knew him better than he knew himself.

“I’ve just been thinking.”

“About what?”

“About the choices we make, how one decision can impact our lives in ways we could never have imagined.” Mac shrugged. “Like if I’d decided to graduate from MIT instead of joining the army. Or if you’d decided not to re-up in Afghanistan.”

“I can’t imagine my life would be any better without you in it, pal.” Jack said, nudging Mac with his shoulder.

“Thanks. It might have been a little bit safer though.”

“Can’t argue with that, but where’s the fun in that?”

“Oh, so you were having fun when I was diffusing that pressure plate bomb you’d stood on?”

“Not exactly. But that wasn’t the worst mission we ever went on.”

“We don’t talk about Cairo.” Mac muttered.

“Kabul.” Jack corrected.

“What?”

“We don’t talk about Kabul.” Jack said, all lightness vanished from his voice. Mac frowned, he had said Kabul, hadn’t he? “And I don’t know why you’d bring that up. What is going on in that head of yours?”

👻Is there a scene that you find intimidating that you have yet to write?

Not a scene exactly, but I've got a WIP that deals with a long term medical condition that I'm finding a little intimidating to tackle because I want to make sure its accurate and respectful. I think I've done a good job so far, but I also want to do some more research and maybe run it past another set of eyes before I post.

#Ask Game

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bleachbleachbleach · 1 year

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Quick question if I may: Do you have any criticisms about how I've written my Kaien? Any areas you think I could improve on? Anything that feels out of touch for what little see in canon? Or do you think he's actually pretty well rounded for all he's gone through in BB verse?

I want the character to feel like he's walked right out of the manga pages, so I want to improve in every way possible. :)

We actually cannot answer this question, because neither of us have (yet) read any of your Kaien, but for the brief snippet you shared as part of your fic writers' meme responses! 😅 For my part, I followed your account because I saw you were a Bleach writer, and you were talking about writing, and that you were writing Kaien, and I was like, "well, I like Bleach writers and people posting about their writing and Kaien! Friend??" I plan to check out BB in the future, obviously! But I haven't yet! Because time (and capitalism) is my enemy!

So here are some thoughts in general:

As far as Kaien characterizations go, my co-blogger pointed out what I think is one of the most interesting things about Kaien, which is that none of us can say for sure who he is, because we primarily know him through the memories and tellings of Ukitake and Rukia (and Ganju and Kuukaku, to some degree). Arguably, TBTP was more "omniscient," but that was 20 seconds of one day, 100 years ago. It's not that I don't trust Ukitake and Rukia and "real Kaien" was some completely other person, but it's their colors in the dye, so to speak. There are likely other facets Ukitake and Rukia did not capture, or things that look different now, after repeated access to memory. That offers a lot of richness to imagine and develop as a fic writer.

One of my favorite things about fandom is the number of distinct, equally "true" interpretations of a character a fandom can come up with. Sometimes it speaks to the richness of the original recipe--a character so well-developed and so specifically them in canon that they genuinely contain multitudes, and interpretations of that character and reflect or emphasize different elements of the thousands that comprise them--and sometimes it speaks to the titillation of the blueprint.

I think the latter is more common in manga (though the former is far from impossible/unheard of), because we're already being asked to imagine full scenes and scenes in motion based on snippets of dialogue and a flow of still images. It's part of the genre itself, and part of why I love the genre. But it especially applies to Kaien, because of course he's dead when we meet him. I feel like the Kaien I'd want to meet is the one who walked right off the manga pages, but was also realizing the invitation to fill out that space in interesting and meaningful and probably weirdly specific ways--which BB seems primed to do.

I feel like there are a ton of Kaiens I'd love, and I feel like the one question I'd probably ask myself is, Is this Kaien someone that Ukitake and Rukia would love, in all the specific ways they tell us, or that we see, in canon? Which is a pretty exciting question for any fic to answer, really, because if Ukitake and Rukia have anything in common, one of those things is definitely their ability to love complex and complicated people in complex and complicated ways.

#thanks for the ask! sorry we cannot answer it #no brain just bleach #asks

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legolasghosty · 2 years

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excuse me while i send you a million questions from that ask game 😂 but.... 2, 4, 5, 7, 8, 23, 29, 37 and 38!

Hiiiii babe!!!!! No excuse needed, I love the million questions!

2 - Is there a trope you’ve yet to try your hand at, but really want to?

Answered here, but I'll add another one cause why not. I don't think I've ever actually written a kid fic, either where one of the canon characters is a much younger child than they are in canon and it's about their childhood, or where you have canon characters becoming parents. I've thought about various versions of it a fair amount with various characters, but I've never really messed with anyone's age more than a few years in either direction. Willex would be great parents though, just saying...

4 - How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Care to share one of them?

Uhhhhh.... a lot? I don't have a ton of writing time at the moment, so the ideas are just building up in my head. There's at least half a dozen, probably more, in various stages of planning and daydreaming and being written.

One that I'm in the process of setting up is actually a response to a prompt you sent me like two weeks ago. Basically, Willex goes on an ice skating date. Neither has done it before, but both assume the other will be great at it, since they both dance and Willie is almost never without his beloved skateboard. Spoiler alert, they are both awful at it. Chaos and flirting and falling and probably a lot of hot chocolate ensues.

5 - Share one of your strengths.

None of the above.

Kidding, don't kill me please! Uhhh, I guess I'm alright at domestic fluff? Like, just the blurbos hanging out and doing boring life stuff together and loving each other. I really like some good domestic fluff, and I've been informed that I am decent at making it too, which is cool!

7 - Share a snippet from one of your favorite pieces of prose you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

Stop making me say nice things about myself! Okay, answered here, but I guess you'll yell at me if I don't do another one so...

There were many things that were hard about being on tour. The long hours on the bus, for example. Or the fact that he couldn't just leave when Luke got too loud, or wail on his drums whenever he wanted, due to them being packed away between locations. But he loved touring with Julie and the boys. And he loved that Willie was able to come with them. Because it meant that he could do the things he loved, with the people he loved, all the time. They'd had to wait a couple of years after forming the band and Julie's Magical Hug of Destiny to go very far from LA since Julie had to finish high school, but they were finally doing it! And it was amazing!

Except when it wasn't. Except on days like this when Alex just didn't have the energy for anything beyond the basic necessities. And, unfortunately for him, his body and brain didn't count showering as a 'necessity’. It wasn't that he didn't like showering, or that he didn't feel sweaty and dirty, despite still definitely being partially a ghost. No, there was just something about showering, specifically in unfamiliar places, that freaked his brain out. And, because of the tour, Alex was always in an unfamiliar place.

This is from the first proper fic I ever published(Read it here). It was basically just a projection fic to get me through a rough patch, but I think it actually turned out okay and it holds a special place in my heart as the first thing I posted.

8 - Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

Do I have tooooooo?

Then Willie turned around and Alex’s gaze fixed on his face. The conflicted wave of emotions from before seemed to have simplified into just two: excitement and fear. “What do you think?” they asked softly, chewing nervously on their lower lip.

Alex was across the room in an instant, pausing for a beat to wait for Willie’s nod before resting his hands on their biceps. “Willie, you look incredible! ” he stated quietly. “I’m pretty sure half of my brain isn’t even working right now with how good you look. How do you feel?”

Willie chuckled and stepped forward, leaning into Alex’s chest. “I feel good,” he whispered as Alex pulled him close. “I really like it.”

“I’m glad,” Alex murmured. “I really like it too.”

Willie pulled away suddenly, grinning as he threw his arms out and spun around in a circle, the black fabric flying out around him. “It’s so swishy!” they exclaimed, giggling.

I guess this? It's from a fic called It's New, It Looks Good On You that I published a few months back, in which Alex gets Willie their first skirt. I guess I just like how comfortable they feel around each other, even in a pretty vulnerable situation. Healthy relationships, my beloved!

23 - If you were to revise one of your older fics from start to finish, which would it be and why?

Oh gosh, well none of my stuff is really that old. I only started actually writing early last summer. I guess... Okay, I didn't post I'll Be Here, I'll Hold You Through It till like six months ago, but I wrote it over a year ago now. It was basically written in a late night fit of anxiety and seriously needing a hug, and I feel like it isn't that good. I mostly posted it out of nostalgia and because I wanted to post something. I kinda feel like I could do better with the material now and it would be a better fic.

29 - If you could write the sequel (or prequel) to any fic out there not written by yourself, which would you choose?

Oh gosh, I wouldn't dare touch most of my favorite fics with a ten foot pole, I'd wreck them. But... there's some thoughts lurking in my ideas doc about a prequel to Girl Crush by the lovely @valiantlyweepingdreamer, giving the story of one of the couples that is already together in the main fic. I have no idea if I'll ever actually get around to writing it, but we discussed ideas for a while back in November I think.

37 - Talk about your current wips.

Oh you're gonna regret asking that one, I could ramble about my wips for hours. I'll try and keep it short here, and expand on the Willex ice skating fic I mentioned above. (No I haven't actually started writing it, shut up!)

The date is Alex's idea, cause Reggie and Luke were teasing him and Willie about how they never go on 'proper dates'(Hey, who needs to stay legal when you're invisible, and they have the best cuddle dates). So Alex googles a list of date ideas and is like, "Oh, ice skating, I bet Willie will be good at that." So they go(invisibly), snag a couple pairs of skates from the rental booth(They can put them back later, it's not like they're gonna leave germs on them or something, Alex!), and go out on the ice... only for Alex to immediately fall. Willie laughs and tries to help him up, only to lose his balance and fall too.

They kinda sort it out eventually, but they never get off the wall without hanging onto each other's hands for dear life. Afterwords, they poof back to the Molina's and make hot chocolate, because what is ice skating without hot chocolate?

38 - Talk about a review that made your day.

Okay, this was just on a doc I sent to a friend(after many conversations about said fic and me tinkering with it for literal months despite being under 1k long), but their response was so sweet!!!

"i have something to say i think this might be one of my favourite things i've read from you, if not the favourite it's so good for one because i love kissing in any way shape or form, highest form of expression of love for me, but also because it's written just so beautifully, it's lyrical almost, the images, the phrases, the language metaphor, it's great!! i love it so much"

(^Copied from our DMs)

It was just so sweet and it totally made my day and while I have no idea if that fic will ever see the light of day(literally, cause I only ever seem to be able to work on it at night...), it just makes me really happy that someone else loves it so much! I love that fic, I'm just also terrified of it so... yeah. Anyways, I won't tag them cause I don't wanna be annoying, but if you see this, you know what I'm talking about and I love you!!!!!

#whew #that took a minute #/nm #love you shelly #legolas tag #legolas ask #legolas answers asks #ask game #writing asks #jatp fanfic

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