#answrs writes

[answrs]

going through old drafts from like 2016 and like. you know what, past-me? you did a lot of good even with stuff you never published because you didn't think it was worth it enough to finish. you also managed to write a line that is absolutely sending me at 5:58am in 2023

There's a man staring at him, grinning with the sharpest teeth he's ever seen, and Lewis has watched a lot of anime.

#answrs writes #mystery skulls #I completely forgot about 80% of these WIPs #so I'm reading them almost entirely blind. which honestly might be helping see them from an outside POV #like yeah there's a lot I would want to edit first and they all need like. actual endings written which I don't necessarily... remember... #but some of these I might actually want to finish and put up sometime

[satoruoo]

GUESS WHO'S BACK 🗣️🔥🔥🔥 EXAMS R KICKING MY ASS RN Y'ALL BUT I AM MISSING MY SILLY LIL BLOG 😭

#ramblesss #hello to all my hoes #have u missed me #DADDYYSSS HOMEEEE #IM NACK YALL #my mutuals im gonna be all over y'all bc ive missed u guys #ANSWRING ALL OF MY POOKIES RN #i literally havent posted in weeks i feel SICK #I AM ILL #I WANNA WRITE #GONNA FEED U GUYS SO GOOD WHEN EXAMS R OVER

[definitelynotshouting]

Hi! This has nothing to do with hermitcraft at all, but I think you’re a great writer so I’d like your opinion on something for my passion project! ((If you’re willing Ofc))

What do you think about the prophecy trope?

Like- “a great saviour will appear! The prophecy says so!” For example.

Furthermore; how would you go about improving the trope / making it more unique?

- binge reader

OOOOOH BINGE READER ANON I LOVE THIS QUESTION!!!! its very flattering that you would ask this of me, and for what its worth, its actually exactly in my wheelhouse-- im a professional editor who often works substantive edits, so youve found a good person to ask :]

Because of that, im gonna answer this in two ways: one as a writer, and one as an actual editor

So beyond my own personal opinion, which we'll get to later, the general rule of thumb in writing is that you can make pretty much anything work so long as you put in the effort. This includes things like characterization that would otherwise come off as ooc-- if you take the time to make it believable, to see what it would take to make this character act a certain way, that can absolutely work!!! And likewise, the same goes for tropes. You can generally make almost any trope work-- even if its typically viewed as clichéd-- so long as you put that work in, and weave it well into your storyline!!

For this trope in particular, it absolutely has its place. If your story is centered around that, then that is perfectly fine!! All writing boils down to what the author wants to depict, portray, and show you, and sometimes that involves a prophecy!! What i would recommend to make this an effective prophecy, however, is making sure it slots in well with the surrounding world and storyline-- tropes like The Chosen One tend to be the crucial hinge on which the story operates, so you'll want to structure stuff around that so that it feels properly baked in. To do this, i'd recommend figuring out what you want from the prophecy in general first-- is this an accurate prophecy?? Is divination a known aspect of this world?? Is magic?? Or is this closer to a self-fulfilling prophecy, where no magic or divination exists but events have been manipulated so that it still comes true??? These are super good questions to ask yourself because they heavily impact the approach you take with your worldbuilding, and i find that rippling outward from one central plot point/plot device can do a ton to make your story feel more cohesive overall.

Now personally, as a writer, im not generally super interested in writing a garden variety prophecy trope. But something i do love to do is take tropes and twist them around, turn them on their heads, and shake things up so it feels a bit more fresh and keeps my personal interest while writing. The way i see it, you have a sort of bell curve/spectrum to reference here: on one end its "the prophecy is true and the story is informed by it wholesale," and on the other end, you've got "the prophecy is bullshit and actually means nothing" 😂😂😂😂

Both of these feel too extreme for me. There are a few ways i would take this, depending on the overall story and its message/themes, but something that i find personally entertaining is the sort of middle ground of "half-true, half–self-fulfilled." I find it deeply compelling to have a character yank their own fate into their hands and start wielding it like a weapon-- there's something incredibly powerful about a narrative where a character sees a prophecy and chooses to make it come true. Sometimes this is written as the character stepping up to the plate for other people. Sometimes it's written as the character just being clever, and doing some social engineering-- whether that be for power, ambition, responsibility, or pure survival. But the end result is the same: the prophecy is ultimately fulfilled, and on a meta level, you pose a question to both your character and your readers-- was it real? And does that matter??? Were the choices taken by your protagonist what shaped the story, or were they shaped BY it, and just didn't know it?? Does choosing to abide by a prophecy make it true, make it inevitable, or is it all just a sham??? Is there a middle ground here as well?? What does that mean for the events that happened????

These are all EXCELLENT questions you can use to make a genuinely gripping narrative, one that makes your readers really think after they've read it and come to conclusions of their own. They're also part of tropes i personally like, which involve the power of choice, and very clever characters (i love clever characters, im a little trickster at heart), and rules-lawyering, and often some interplay between the concepts of freedom and fate. These questions may not work for your story, though, and thats okay!! Your story is ultimately for you, and i think asking yourself what you ultimately want out of it is the first step towards finding an effective way to tell it. Some people just want to write the trope wholesale with nothing else added in and that is perfectly fine. Some people, like me, enjoy writing very complex thinkpieces and will want to change it up a bit to better fit that structure 😂😂😂😂 At the end of the day, ask yourself what it is you're trying to tell, and then start asking yourself what will help you tell it best :] and then you can start changing things up from there!!

Hopefully this made sense, anon!!! Again, im deeply flattered you've asked my opinion on this, and i wanted to make sure i took the time to answer it thoroughly. I'm so interested in your passion project already!! If you ever want to share more, or just want to ask more questions of editor-TJ, absolutely hit me up!!! I love love LOVE talking about the mechanics of storytelling, its my passion and my career, so i will never get tired of infodumping about it :DDD i hope this helped!! Thanks again for asking!!❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

#shouting speaks #asks #editor talk #storytelling mechanics #tropes #writing #creative writing #long post #EEEEEE I WOULDVE ANSWRRED THIS EARLIER BUT I REALLY WANTED TO MAKE SURE I WAS THOROUGH ABOUT IT #i love this shit. i could talk about writing mechanics and storytelling ALL DAY #binge reader anon i am sending you a gift fruit basket thank u for giving me an excuse to talk about my special interest #txt

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

we need more vivi hurt/comfort in this fandom. #25 prompt (“I’m going to ask you how you are and I would like you to answer me honestly.”) from Artie to Vi if you're up for it? 💛🩵

(hurt/comfort dialogue prompts)

(oof god i'm rusty with these characters. let's get into it)

"I'm fine," she says, for what feels like the millionth time.

"Bullshit," is Arthur's response. "I'm down an arm, Vi, not my fucking eyes. And ho- honestly, I wouldn't- wouldn't even need th-those to tell right now." A hand lands on her shoulder, pushing her down further into the chair for emphasis. "One more try. I'm gonna ask you how you are, and it'd be nice if you c-could answer me honestly."

She shoves him off and stands up, already stalking away, ignoring the shooting pain all up through her side when she does. "God, fuck you. Fuck off. This is so stupid. I don't need,"

And then her vision whites out.

---

She blinks herself fuzzily awake into a world much softer than the one she was just in. She's in bed, she registers, or at least a pile of blankets. The pain is gone, but it also feels like everything else isn't quite online, either. There's a vague clicking noise from somewhere to her right.

"...you hovering all the time," she finishes her thought, although it comes out too mumbly to really deliver.

"j'you say sa- s-something?" The clicking noise stops, and an Arthur appears in her field of view. He looks worried. So, like normal.

"Yeah, uh, what? Why am I in bed?"

Now he just looks exasperated, throwing his hand up in annoyance, which is an improvement at least. "You passed out, stupid! And th-th-then when I freak out, out about it you're all like oh no never mind it's whatever fr- from the fucking floor. 'Why am I in bed.' Dumbass."

She only vaguely remembers that, not that she's going to admit it. Well, okay, question answered. She tries to get up, and Arthur immediately shoves her back into the pillow.

"Hey," she protests.

He makes his usual staccato ch-ch-ch disapproval noise, which she usually thinks is cute when it isn't directed at her. "Nope. I j-just got done bandaging you up, you are not getting up. You, you are st-staying right here."

She tries to wrestle him off, but he's annoyingly persistent and her angle's all off. "Okay, I'm patched up! So it's fine! Let me out!"

Whup, and her hand is flat against the bed, and Arthur's hanging out of his chair to get his arm over her chest and pin her down. "No."

Probably she could flip him. Maybe. He'd hit the wall behind her but not, like, hard. She thinks about it. It's really hard to lift even the non-pinned arm. Maybe she couldn't.

"Stop being stupid," she tells him instead, sounding normal and not at all desperate. "This is nothing."

"It is- v-very much- not nothing."

"This can't be enough to stop me. It isn't! I'm better than this!"

"Get up, th-then!" he challenges.

"I'm not a fucking tranq'd animal!"

He yells wordlessly at her, she shouts back, until they're both panting.

She shoves him again, no real force behind it this time. This is such a waste of fucking time, when he damn well knows they never have enough of it. "I need to get up. You need me out there, you know that."

"Go to hell."

Now tears are welling in her eyes. She's screaming at herself, internally, but for some stupid reason it's not translating into more strength. "We're wasting time, here. I'm ready to go, I can move, I can work. Let me up."

He flops over, into a less aggressive pin, but not actually a less effective one. Their faces are almost touching, which was maybe the idea. "One more try," he says, again.

His damn stubbornness is another thing that she likes more when it isn't being used on her. This is not a fight she is going to win.

"If I fall asleep," she says reluctantly, "and you're not there when I wake up, I'm going to fucking kill you."

That gets a laugh out of him. "M'not going anywhere, Vi."

#the nemesis speaks #the nemesis answers #answrs #swift writes #ask game #mystery skulls animated #oops. i'm using that tag i guess #uh. is this how i normally characterize these guys? i don't remember. this is how i write them now anyway! #lewis is their balancing force that keeps less than 50% of their dialogue from being variations on ''fuck you'' #which is also very fun coming from pla where everyone is sooo polite and formal all the time. and these two are. Not That. #uh. other commentary on this. i actually don't know where this is set #it could be just a swap scenario where vivi's the one with the memories but idk. i feel like it's somethin else. smthn less canon adjacent #ALSO vivi and arthur are both such like. ''please let me die for you'' level devoted to their friends. tho they express it v differently #and vivi's like. she's gotta be the strongest and bravest and most powerful because if ANYTHING HURTS THEM SHE WILL FULLY SNAP #...and then obviously implicitly here Something Happened to lewis. which exacerbated the problem #meanwhile arthur is like. no fighting. it's not the time for fighting now is the time to sit down and let me fix you. tell me what you need #-and i'll fucking rearrange reality to get it. #and then they scream at each other about it! normal friends who are normal.

[manchasama]

@answrs​ @darkdreamyr​ I am very amused you both gave me coffee-based prompts.  Thank you guys!  I’ll use them as I write this month, and I’ll probably post as I go to motivate myself.  Still, I have had a headcanon for how the submas bros take their coffee since forever.  Not for any particular reason, but just because I find it fun.  Sort of akin to the girl and the buff bodyguard order drinks, and have to switch because the girly parfait is for the bodyguard and the hard alcohol is for the girl.

The problem is, I don't actually drink coffee, so while I had my ideas, I couldn't really say how accurate they are without like...trying a drink.  But then my dad said something to me that should have been so obvious; adding cream or sugar to coffee is similar to adding it to black tea.

Well friends, I do like tea, and so here I am finally putting the flavor to the taste test.  And it's about what I expected! 

Ingo: Black as his coat but full of enough sugar to energize a small child.  It's more like coffee flavored sugar.  Hotter than Emmet (lol)

Ingo is not a morning person, and needs the extra energy boost.  However the drink is very hot, so he spends a while just holding it while he zombies along on the walk to work.  Once he starts drinking it, it's gone quickly and he perks up soon afterwards.

Emmet:  Coffee with enough cream in it to make it very light.  It lessens the harsh bitterness, while leaving some of it in the flavor.  Easy to taste the coffee itself, creamy on the tongue, but not actually sweet.

Emmet is a morning person, and just likes the warm drink aspect of it more than anything else.  The caffeine doesn't affect him really.  He is however concerned with his brother rotting his teeth with all the sugar in his drink, and so he always forces Ingo to brush his teeth in the employee bathroom before they start work. Safety checks!

See, I even had this in my writing notes from last year lol

Well boys, I am definitely more Emmet’s style.  I try not to add sugar to tea, because if I can’t like it plain, then I don’t need another sugar drink.  When I add anything, I add milk.  Anyway, had to mix them to get a more palatable drink.  Thanks guys!  >:O

#fun times ahead #answrs #darkdreamyr #submas #headcanons at least #this was fun #i have been meaning to do this but lacked the motivation #had a good day today #a friend started playing arceus and i got to babble about it for a bit #and my commishioner got back to me and i got to play around with that for a bit #also finished a pilot deployment at work today that didnt go as bad as i feared so pressure is off there too #i still need to do my writing tho so that's next!

[lost-kingsmen]

bonk!

bonk bonk bonk bonk bonk-

THUD

(gps voice: You have arrived at your destination! ✨)

Send “bonk” for my muse to accidentally run into a wall or door.

Another 'thunk' of metal against concrete and an eldritch scream of frustration echoed from the depths of the maze. Toki Tamiko twirled a strand of hair around her finger as she lounged back along the shaft of her broom. She raised one arm and pulled back her long sleeve to reveal a high tech wristwatch, and peered at the time with a frown.

Within the enchanted containment dome (a cake dome she'd 'borrowed' from her father's kitchen staff, but it wasn't like they were using it) hanging from her broom, one of the hero's little spirits scratched another tally mark into the glass with a claw. Another smacked the claw away and banged on the scratches with their own little hand, apparently bickering about the count. The third spirit, squished up against the dome by their siblings and unable to phase through due to the paper talisman slapped on top, made a noise of pure displeasure.

"Yeah, no, I didn't think it'd take him this long, either." Toki admitted as she let her arm drop back down. "How long does he expect me to wait to give my dramatic monologue? I practiced that thing all night!" There was another distant 'thunk', followed by the sound of splintering wood, and the young fox spirit pinned her ears back with a frustrated groan.

"Maybe I shouldn't have ghost-proofed the maze..." She admitted as one of the spirits scratched another tally into the glass, and the squabbling began anew. "This wasn't supposed to take all night. I'm gonna miss my movie at this rate." The third spirit spat at the glass with teeth bared, and said something scathing in the pings of gravel on a tin roof.

"Hey!" Toki quickly sat up right on the broom and kicked the hanging cake dome with one foot, to the spirit's collective dismay. She missed the next crashing sound, even though it was much closer. "Remember who's got the upper hand here! And how was I supposed to know that those crazy corn people's stupid spray paint would work so well? Everybody in town said they were crackpots who-"

The door to the room suddenly exploded into pieces of wood and hinges as Gawain barreled into the room, visor and shoulder lowered as he skidded to a stop among the splinters. Toki screamed in surprise and quickly slid backwards off of her broom as Gawain straightened up, putting it and the captive spirits between her and the fuming knight.

"OH HEEeeeyyy, Freckles!" The young fox spirit laughed nervously as Gawain crossed his arms over his (dented and scratched) chestplate. "You made it! And in only..." She glanced down at her watch again. "...an hour and forty-five minutes, too! A new record!"

#ask #answrs #mun's writing #[[Lost Little Astronaut]] - Gawain #((I wrote you a thing :3)) #((Slight reference to the Fentons)) #((because the DPxDC crossover world lives rent free in my head))

[dark-twist-fairytales]

"are you hurt?!" Amelia and Keegan? 😊

It got.. Lengthy. Fluff warning

~~~

It's not everyday that Amelia was allowed out and about on her own, especially on Earth. But, the only issue was, she wasn't allowed alone. Between Governement and Project SAI still being hunted, she has to have someone go with her, but Reginald and Right gave her the option to pick who.

Imagine the shock that came over them when she shouted "Keegan!"

Regardless, Keegan accepted the offer, completely overjoyed. And since Amelia didn't exactly know anywhere, she let Keegan choose. This ended being.. Awfully specific of where he chose, but regardless, it allowed her to see different things. Like a green house with little cacti and other plants scattered around, and a tattoo parlor that was brightly colored, and a café with pretty, handwritten signs!

"Home." Kee spoke, opening his hands and motioning around the the buildings. He then started leading Amelia to the café, smiling happily as she got dragged along. Seeing the taller male excited was infectious, but it made her curious of why he was so excited. He never exactly talked much, well, ever, but specifically about himself. It always made her wonder..

Keegan soon opened the café doors for Amelia, bowing slightly out of his own dorkiness, which got her to smile and giggle, going in and looking around. He already knew she couldn't eat or drink much human food, why were they..

"KEE!" This shout shocked her, glancing over to see a female running towards them. Soon, Keegan and her embraced tightly, Keegan being a good few inches taller than her. "Laurie!"

"What's good, Kee? Been a while, star boy, wonderin' if you were alright." Another person spoke, their features being much more ambiguous, yet masculine and feminine? Amelia didn't understand it too well, but still gave a smile, stood on the side. "CC.."

Keegan then let go of this 'Laurie' person, giving 'CC' a handshake, before stepping over to Amelia and wrapping his arm around her shoulders. "CC, Laurie, Amelia. Amelia, CC and Laurie!"

"Hey, we're Kee's siblings. I'm Lauren, but you can call me Laurie. This is Conner-" "S'up." "-but you can call them CC or Conner." "Not picky about it. But, I can't stay lon'. Client comin' soon for a cover-up and I'd rather NOT be too fati'ued doin' it. Love you two. Nice to meet you, Amelia."

Conner came forward, holding their hand out to Amelia, who took it and shook it. It felt a little.. Odd, blinking a few times to see them wave and walk out of the café.

"I'm afraid I won't stay long either. New worker, green thumb. Love you, Kee. Wonderful meeting you, Amelia!" Lauren came over, pulling Amelia into a quick hug, before squeaking and rushing out of the café. This left the two Toppat's to stand there for a moment, before Amelia spoke up: "I didn't know you had siblings."

"Triplets. Family." Keegan said with a smile, before motioning Amelia out to show her a few places.

~~~

Fun was an understatement, in Amelia's words, the sun being close to setting as they made their way back to the teleporter location. At some point, Amelia and Keegan started holding hands, Keegan's thumb rubbing against the back of her hand, happy humming leaving Amelia, while chirps and happy noises left Keegan.

Amelia soon let go of Keegan's hand to run ahead, jumping over a root in her path. She didn't know why she started running, but her giggles made it clear she was happy to-

"EEP!"

Her thoughts were broken to see Keegan, face first in the dirt, where the root she had jumped over hooked him down. Her gasp broke through, rushing over to Keegan. "Oh, no! Are you hurt?!" She asked, finally getting Keegan to sit up and lift his head up.

Busted lip, as well as his ankle hurting, which made Amelia concerned, but.. Wait, why was there..? Her attention turned to Keegan again, seeing his eyes closed and a bit of tears welling at the corners of his eyes, but he was.. Giggling and smiling?

"Kee..?" Amelia asked, holding Keegan's hands in on of her own, before moving her other hand up to move the dirt out of the way and wipe the few tears that fell, listening to him giggle, which made her feel a bit better. "Let's get back to the station, yeah? Get you cleaned up?" She asked, earning a nod from the male.

Luckily, Keegan could still put weight on his ankle, so it wasn't broken, but by his hesitant want to put all of his weight on it made it clear it was probably badly sprained. Amelia wrapped her arms around him, helping Keegan out in moving, giving assuring words of encouragement, while Keegan tried to ignore the burning feeling in his cheeks.

His chirping got replaced with whimpers and small whines of discomfort, Amelia refusing to leave his side before he got seen by a doctor for his ankle at least. She stood beside his bed, before grabbing his hand to catch his attention, moving to set it on her cheek. Keegan did move his hand to cup her cheek, his face still burning as he looked to Amelia's face, seeing her relaxed and content with everything.

Even though he had a sprained ankle and busted lip from a root off of a tree, he couldn't be any happier with Ameila right by his side..

#the henry stickmin collection #henry stickmin oc #keegan moore #amelia copperbottom #my writing! #ask answred #okay anymore request is waiting for morning: am sleepy

[terribleweh]

hello i haven't abandoned king 🧍‍♀️ just very caught up in college stuff! will be this way for the next week or so

#might write one (1) thing this weekend #i know my asks take forever to get answred but know that i love u and i am always thinking about what to write #ooc

[bsaka7]

49 (new follower here), 57, and 63 re: the Montana fic!

hello!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! wonderful to meet you!!!

49. What fic of yours would you say is the best introduction to you as a writer?

is it a copout to say the most recent one? kidding kidding. this question is hard!!! i guess my writing falls into two categories: pwp-ish character work and everything else. of the first (and this is surely part recency bias), i think it could have been a brilliant career probably is a good intro to that (you get a sense of...idk. the meanness. the everything else of it. and from there you can go nicer or meaner lol).

of everything else....i'm looking at them all and my heart is saying (in) clover might be the most representative...it's got intermissions...it's got one of my earlier attempts at worldbuilding...it has weirdly accurate information about skinning a rabbit? I also sort of felt like I should say a fic that's in past tense for this one for no particular reason. so it's in past tense. it's a little weird. it is not terribly happy. i guess those are all like...tetrapod standards these days?

57. How conscious are you about including symbolism or foreshadowing in your fics?

uhh...it's probably mixed? like...i know all the plot points of a fic before writing them and sometimes i write intentionally to foreshadow or represent something....i guess symbolism i probably do more often because all my fic is about racing even if it's not about racing....this all feels so silly to say because when i write i literally just sit down and go into a trance and i feel like there's no actual thought to it even though this is patently untrue. i also haven't taken an english class since i was a senior in high school so i probably like. don't have the words to describe anything i think about technically. and a lot of stuff...i do not do on purpose. i wish i was more of a thinky writer (but i'm afraid to try too hard. i'm getting better)!

63. What was the hardest part of writing tender and afraid?

not doxxing myself? also i did sort of struggle a little bit when conceptualizing the fic with...idk thinking about mythologies of the american west and the history of it all and sort of where daniel has placed himself. in terms of actually writing it...i'm a bit unsatisfied with the last two "interview" pieces. but overall...good fun.

#i wrote tender and afraid so fast its almost hard to like...say anything else about it like one hour it was not there and the next it was #can't complaine tc #in terms of fics...taking some time is my most popular if that means anything lol #looking at stats is deeply unhelpful for answring the most representative question LOL #theres a chunk of early maxiel which just. doesnt really fit everything else i write these days lol #sorry to my mutuals from then #ask game #ask

[doomednarrative]

Will you give context for the Strahm art eventually?

Eventually yes~

#actually discussing said context with tibby at this moment lol #if all goes well maybe ill write a companion fic to my current one explaining it #jigsquad #ask #answred

[firebuug]

19, and 24 for the writer's questions 👀 !!

YAAA LETS GO!!!!! answers under the cut for my poor mutuals dashboards

19. Tell me a story about your writing journey. When did you start? Why did you start? Were there bumps along the way? Where are you now and where are you going?

UMM i cant remember why i started. i think i just really loved writing off the bat. i had elementary teachers who embraced the importance of creative writing and after being forced to write essays for ao long baby me just wanted to CREATE GRRR. so i did… i used to write literally ANYTHING that camr to mind and had SO many stories just fly out. a story about a girl taming a dragon? cool just start writing it, no plot no nothing just GO!! a story about a dog turning into a boy and trying to fit in? LETS CREATE LORE AND INVEST OURSELVES IN IT AND FORGET IT 5 YEARS LATER … but nowadays you have to force me to write by giving me a prompt i hate it here dkhsjsf i wanna WRITE grr

24. How much prep work do you put into your stories? What does that look like for you? Do you enjoy this part or do you just want to get on with it?

UM!! i find for projects that are going to be more long-term and serious like my campaign or the juggernaut event i plan a WHOLLEEE lot, i develop world and character and mood and try to get a plot outline and everything set up before even writing a word. but tbh for everything else and even to an extent the serious projects, i just. get into it. i start writing and change and plan and add things as i go along ^_^ it is fun!!!!!!!!! it takes me Places …

#ask #thank u for da ask !! :D #I GOT UR SECOND ONE ILL ANSWR RIT TOO FKDKFF #;writing

[answrs]

thinking about the Heroes Always Get Remembered But You Know Legends Never Die thing with volo and. y'all. volo being the original hero, restoring peace and granted the gift of immortality from arceus before it immediately sticks him on Read as he watches everyone he's ever loved die around him, twisting him to increasingly desperate attempts to call the god from its high tower to let him escape this personal hell it's put him in.

he travels the world looking for other myths and gods that could possibly help him, ends up in Hoenn for a fair bit over two hundred years hunting Jirachi and comes back to a Hisui divided and wracked with conflict between its factions. he sees shadows, imprints of the beloved partners so cruelly taken from him in their new nobles, and cannot stand to stay.

he only returns, empty handed and little to show for his efforts but stories, fairy tales and nursery rhymes that whisper of gods that shape the world, a few years from the present Hisui, steeling himself from the grief with a plan shaped by the madness of a broken soul. if he cannot convince arceus to work with him, he will chain it to work for him, force it to release him from this neverending cycle of pain and heartbreak.

and then here rocks up this child touched by arceus, the same neverending cycle of dying-but-not-try-again-until-you-don't-fail-Its-mission. and instead of what he thinks is the obvious choice in his thousand years in a one-person echo chamber, the child still decides to fight for this cruel world, oppose him and his mission to Make Everything Better. and he cannot handle the thought of it.

#volo #pokemon volo #hero volo au #answrs writes #pokemon #I'm kinda dying from heat exhaustion rn I hope this is legible asdfhjkl x-x

[marinerainbow]

//Starters are for roleplay threads between two characters so example if you sent one to me I'd have to reply as Kitty! ^^

Oh that's cool! So would someone just send me the sentence itself and which character they want to react to it? Or would they have to explain the specific scenario the sentence is being said? (Right now, looking at the Into the Woods starters I reblogged, I can't imagine just sending those sentences to someone's inbox without like, adding some story/exposition behind it XD)

Thank you for explaining! ^^

#i answred an ask as Poppy once a bit ago and ive been wanting to write my OCs POV again (when i receive the right ask) #so this sounds really fun! XD #asks #sentence starters

[astrxealis]

BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you're supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out! 💕💞💕

Hey, hey, Apollo! :D Hope you're doing well <33

ROSIE HI i love you /p tysm 😞💞💞💞 i am doing (mostly) well ty i hope you are too !!! :((

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[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

(first sentence meme)

Now he wasn't saying the place was haunted, but he definitely wasn't not saying it, either.

(fandom and character/au of choice!)

(y'know it's been a minute since i did anything msa... and per usual i'm absolute dogshit at sticking to that sentence limit. honestly i forgot it even existed this time) (src - still open!)

It wasn't just the age—though it was old—but old places weren't inherently haunted, in Arthur's opinion. Sure, every place tended to acquire a sort of... flavor, over time, as they were lived in, but sometimes that vibe was calm. Peaceful.

This place was—not. It was not that, even if Vivi apparently couldn't feel it. It had an almost oppressive air of anger to it, low and simmering, like the old walls were glaring daggers down at them. And it felt... there was this nagging in the back of his head, like something he was forgetting that he should have remembered. Something important about this place. That meant something.

Per usual, though, his vocal complaints were being ignored—until they came to a bigger room. It might have been some kind of theater, once, or a performance hall, or—

Any speculation was cut short when the centerpiece of the room—sparked, immediately making everything else a distantly secondary concern. That feeling of hatred spiked with it, too, sending his heart rate instantly through the roof—and seriously, if Vivi thought he was still making shit up now—

"You've got a lot of nerve, K," a voice echoed around the vast room, "waltzing back in here like nothing's wrong."

The fire—the fire that radiated an entire spectrum of warm colors, edging into a magenta that couldn't be anything natural—coalesced into a form that was starting to look almost—human.

"Your expression says you maybe haven't remembered me yet," it—he says. "That's fine."

He waves one hand, and a whip of fire whirls around the edge of the room, making doors that definitely weren't there before all slam in an almost rhythmic thunk-thunk-thunk.

A pair of neon-white eyes glare like they're trying to burn holes through his skull. It feels almost like they're succeeding.

"I'm more than happy to help remind you."

#the nemesis speaks #swift writes #the nemesis answers #answrs #hmmm ok elaboration. that i came up with mid writing. #this is sort of like a. take on a role scrambled au i've been kicking around for a while but haven't managed to make work yet #the initial conceit was vivimori/lewthur swap but now i think it's going somewhere else #but the main 2 storylines kind of get flipped is what i'm saying. so shiromori's the group member who died and was forgotten #meanwhile lewis and arthur have the vivi vs mori thing. kind of a reincarnation deal and i think they're also like. fated enemies #but arthur's previous instance trapped lewis as a ghost so he couldn't reincarnate again. walked away whistling scot free #...and then arthur stumbled back in ages later to release him #reverb being the mushi to arthur's vivi i think. so it's the one who trapped lew originally #but idk if it goes the other way too idk if mushi is reverb. i might want mystery to do that? haven't yet decided #meanwhile vivi's desperately searching for mori out of both ''where's my friend'' and also a feeling of responsibility #since she dragged them on the ghost hunting trip where they disappeared. #otoh arthur forgot her but they weren't like. together. they were more like siblings. though mori still isn't human i don't think #alright stopping before i hit tag limit

[circa-specturgia]

Happy Blorbsday!

How would your OCs dress up for Halloween?

@bloodlessheirbyjacques

Thanks for this ask @bloodlessheirbyjacques! ✨ This is a fun one, with Halloween coming up, let’s see…

Adira - I’ll say… werebeast. Some form of monster/creature. Definitely not using this as a chance to think about the possibility of Adira canonically becoming one. Nope. Not at all.

Tam - She’d definitely construct some form of automaton armor/suit, she’s the person who takes the costume aspect of Halloween WAY too seriously in the best way, and let’s people try one the cool gadgets she makes!

Ciro - Tam makes him dress as a slutty angel. Skimpy white fabric robes, nearly nude, little gold halo Tam made hovering above his head. He’s VERY flustered by it all. Everyone thanks Tam thoroughly for it.

Mask - Literally goes as themselves. Shapeshift a ever so slightly to appear a bit more disconcerting to the eye, and goes full force on the billowing robes and whispering shadows.

Thanks for this ask! ✨

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