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dandylion240 · 5 months
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Ugh I feel so drained from one day back to work after having four days off. It wasn't enough. I felt so much more refreshed and creative then I have for a while. I spent some time outlining some future stories to finish some hanging plot lines to finish off my current stories so that I can move on to the kiddos.
I also have a pretty good idea on some of my TS3 stories. I'm working on the the reboot of gen 3 of the Van Winkle Legacy so while I work on that I'm going on to the next gen of Glitter. It'll follow the kiddos that we haven't met yet so knowledge of the previous gens won't be necessary. I'm hoping to start that in January as I have quite a bit of set up to do. In the meantime I'll do some character profiles so that you can meet everyone. As the last generation got a bit big I decided to split the kiddos into 4 worlds so that it's a bit more manageable. Some of the previous generation might show up and some might not. It depends if I still have the sims as I did lose a few.
I'm hoping to have at least one TS4 story and one TS3 story running on my blog. But who knows if I'll manage it. RL tends to sap the energy right out of me.
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~ @sammys-magical-au 🫶🫶🫶
🍓—How did you get into writing fanfiction?
Honestly, I've been writing ever since I could form complete sentences. Plus, it might just be the easiest thing in the world to inspire me. Whenever I find interest in a new fandom or the like, I always have my own ideas about it. "How would this character react if their friend did something like this?" "What kind of twist ending would work best for this plot?" Stuff like that. I was introduced to fanfiction because of. . .well, fanfiction! Because I wanted to experiment with my own opinions via writing certain characters into certain misadventures. I do have plenty of original ideas, but I tend to keep those a bit closer to the chest.
🕯️—On a scale from 1 to 10, how much do you enjoy editing? why is that?
Eh, probably a 5 or 6? I won't deny that I'm a bit of a perfectionist, but sometimes editing is just so hard for literally no reason. Like, I'll proofread a story at least two times before I post it, and then, three weeks after posting, I'll look back and inevitably find some spelling/grammar mistakes that SHOULD'VE BEEN OBVIOUS TO FIX IN THE FIRST PLACE. It's probably just another quirk from my ADD or autism, but it can be so embarrassing sometimes. (Lol, at least I finally have Grammarly now.)
🛼—Describe your latest wip with five emojis
Well, aside from completing the information posts of the next four Pentas Family members (thanks for all your help with development, Sammy 💖), I have many WIPs.
The first, something short for a writing request:
🦋 💎 🐍 👹 🔮
And the others are simply long-overdue stories for the Pentas representatives:
🥊 🎰 🌊 🔫 🍾
[Ask Game]
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I love your blind Spider! Are you gonna turn it into a series?
Thank you! Blind Spider is an idea that has been bouncing around my head for a while now. I wanted to post it where others could read and possibly come up with ideas for the story because I don't quite have enough to write it yet.
I honestly don't know if I'm going to turn it into a series or not. I may write it one day, if I can come up with enough, but am currently working on 2 different multi-chapter stories on AO3.
Choices which is my main fanfic.
And We Never Were which started out as a oneshot but has been continued by popular demand.
If Blind Spider becomes a series it won't be until I finish either of the above stories.
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their-love · 1 year
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To do list of 2023/2024
Here is a list of the suggestions you've come up with along with some of my ideas for stories.
They are not in any particular order. I will write a little once in a while and whenever one is done I'll share it.
Bucky x fem!reader (MARVEL) - requested
Bucky tries to tell reader he likes her, flustered mess, Sam and Nat laughing
Eddie Diaz x fem!reader (911) - requested
Reader gets mugged, beat up, 118 shows up, worried Eddie and Buck
Stephen Strange x genderneutral!reader (MARVEL)
Reader pushing themselves too much, faints, worried Stephen, caring Stephen, Wong gives reader food
118 x genderneutral!reader (911) - requested
Anxious reader gets comforted by the team, laughing at their own reaction
POSTED: Wolfstar x Wolfstar!daughter (HARRY POTTER) - requested
Sirius’ daughter collapses at a Order meeting. Uncle Moony and Sirius helps
Cut it off before she wakes
Please include: short mention of Ron, Harry, Hermione, Weasley family, the order members + “Uncle Moony”, she/her
Wolfstar x Reader with POTS (platonic?) (HARRY POTTER) - requested
Reader has POTS and faints at Hogwarts. Sirius and Remus helps, short mention of James
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You are not immune to propaganda-Garfield 2018
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this is definitely a long term project with other stories created during it's development.
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💗Is there a scene you can’t wait to write for a WIP?
So many to pick from.
I have a wip that developed from a meme I saw on Facebook that I am super excited to write. It should have been a one-shot but the idea has kind of grown.
It involves being railed in a Victorian dress in a greenhouse during a thunderstorm 🤭🤭
Also the whole A/B/O fic. Like dark and spicy is fuel for my soul currently.
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the-honkiest-clown · 1 year
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finally, showcasing my original characters!!
from left to right: arson (any pronouns), may (she/her), eyleen (they/she) and jameson (most of the time they/them, but sometimes he/him is fine too)!
I haven't done the digital colouring on this one yet, i've been focusing on linoprints and cross stitch recently bgbfnbcndn
Anyway i don't really have a story or anything for my characters, i think they might be in a band tho! Clown themed band? Bgndngnsl arson is the guitarist, may the bassist, eyleen the drummer and jameson the lead singer! Idk why i chose to do this cuz i despise drawing instruments! But i'll learn (maybe lmao)
Anyway, have a day full of silliness!
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imalifegen89 · 1 year
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Dismantling Destiny (Discovering the Enemy Arc)
Reminiscence: The Old, New & Unexpected.
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The banner for the next fic in line...
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blue-kyber · 2 years
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Remember when you were a kid when you had that one smell of a person in your family that you loved, and that every time you caught the smell of them - either from a shirt, or their room, or a blanket they'd been curled up in watching t.v. - it would make you smile? It wasn't anything romantic at all.
The sense of smell is the most powerful memory trigger we have. That's why you can smell apple cinnamon, and be instantly transported back to your grandmother's house at Christmas time, and be filled with bitter-sweat nostalgia.
(From a short story taking place after the book. I have a bunch of these already written.) Context: The ship got caught in a dark matter storm, can't jump to hyperspace or the ship will explode while in the storm, and since these storms are extremely rare but huge, they have no idea how long it'll take to get out of it.
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They were essentially crawling inside a massive thunderstorm in space. 
They had no choice but to set the ship on its course, engage the autopilot, and ride it out.
--- It was the middle of the first night on their journey through the dark matter storm. 
The lights of the Horizon dimmed significantly to mimic ‘night’ by a basic program set to a standard twenty-eight hour ‘day’ cycle. This kept the inhabitants' circadian rhythms normal.
A loud ‘BRRROOOOOOOMM!” of ‘thunder’ echoed through the ship. 
Terra dashed out of her cabin barefoot in her pink pajamas to cabin one up the hall on the port side across from the stairs leading down to deck two. 
She stopped herself just in time from hitting the door panel. She bit her lip, her heart racing. What was she doing? She was braver than this. If Will could sleep through this, so could she. She was overreacting. That’s all.  
Another loud BOOM!’ evaporated her fragile courage. 
Frightened, the small ten-year-old slammed her palm on the door panel, ducked inside, closed the door, turned around,...and froze. 
Streaks of plasma outside the bed-length window of the sleeping cubby ahead of her flickered its light into the otherwise dark cabin, casting strobing shadows around the roomy, personal living space. 
The window had a shade that could be lowered for privacy, which the room’s owner failed to do. 
She shouldn't be here. However, the powerful need to be here - specifically here - overrode common sense. She wanted to be here where she felt safe. Maybe he wouldn’t be mad. 
The cabin's only occupant lay sprawled out flat on his stomach half under the blanket, completely dead to the world. His faded blue short sleeved shirt scrunched up at his middle. His left foot poked out from under the blanket just short of the side of the bed.
The only sounds came from the ship’s ever-present ambient engine hum, and his light snoring.
She had never been in Yune’s cabin before. 
It smelled like him, though not strong thanks to the atmospheric scrubbers - enough to be noticeable, but not off-putting.
It was an aromatic combination of the subtle toasted walnut and burnt solder scent of the ship that always stuck to the inside of her nose, with the freshness of soap and ginger and honey shampoo from his recent shower mixed with a hint of earthy sweat. She found the melange comforting in a way that made her want to hug him so she could breathe in the pleasant linen-scented detergent of his clean shirt mixed with his own warm scent. She didn’t know why she enjoyed that smell so much that she wanted to be wrapped in it, to live in it with every breath, and soak up the release of tension that came with it.
It was the smell of someone who mattered to her, someone she trusted without question, whom she felt safe with, whom she loved, who loved her, and gave her and her twin freedom, a family, and a real home.  
Home… That’s what it was. He smelled like home. 
…Except when he’d finish doing something physical, or hadn’t showered. Then he stank of gym socks, sour sweat and body odor, and she didn’t want to be anywhere near him. Will could be just as gross.
When clean, her twin reminded her of the fresh rain of a spring storm, while Yune smelled like a warm summer’s day.
Tag list: @muddshadow @cedar-west @athenixrose @penspiration-writing @runningoutofbooks @tobiornottobithatisthequestion @roll-top-writing @subject-2-change @dreaming-in-seams
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mochilatae · 2 days
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I wonder what my next story should be about.
...and who?
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bizarrelittlemew · 19 days
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i can't wait to be 30+ and still in fandom and i can't wait to be 40+ and still in fandom and i can't wait to be 50+ and still in fandom and i can't wait to be 60+ and still in fandom and i can't wait to be 70+ and still in fandom and i can't wait to be 80+ and still in fandom and i can't wait to be 90+ and still in fandom and i can't wait to look back on my life and know that i loved things deeply and passionately and was inspired to create and was part of communities with incredible people from all over the world brought together by the stories that touched us
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For the WIP guessing game: blood
~ @sammys-magical-au :3
You know me too well, Sammy~
(Also, the reason I'm using italics and normal text in reverse is just because a lot of the books I've read go about flashbacks like that.)
Despite how hard it’d been to focus on anything except the specks of blood adorning Murdock’s tinted glasses, or the dark puddle that had been spreading out from beneath the body at his feet...
(Miguel’s cleaning capabilities weren’t just limited to blood-spatters, thank you very much.)
If it wasn’t for all that oozing blood, the rival’s slumped-over-yet-still-standing position would have resembled a nasty hangover.
On the other hand, pretty much everything below Caliban’s eyes was mottled with blood, and his red-drenched teeth were practically gnashing at the air as he laughed.
Blood seeped from it at a slightly slower rate than the gashes in his chest.
(Miguel cringed, as he would’ve been lying if he said that he hadn’t expected Caliban to lick the blood off.)
Blood was still oozing, but it wouldn’t leak through.
 He held them carefully in order for there to be no direct skin-to-blood contact.
The average human body only contained about 1.5 gallons of blood.
Not if the pile of all those paper towels, now crumpled-up and bloodstained, had anything to say about it.
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nerdpoe · 3 months
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Phantom, the new addition to Young Justice, just accidentally made Impulse cry.
Whoops.
Impulse had been talking about a candy that had been in the future, that he missed a lot, that had no equivalent in modern times.
So the next time Danny was in the Zone, he asked Clockwork if he could reach into the future and grab a bar. Clockwork just told him that the timeline he was talking about was dead, but that the people from it were occupying the Zone if he skipped forward in time a bit; maybe one of them knows how to do a homemade version?
So he does that, with the help of Clockwork, and manages to find someone from that doomed and dead timeline that knows how to make a homemade equivalent.
He returns to the world of the living and recreates it, and Impulse is beyond ecstatic for both the food and the recipe.
Then he asks where Danny found this.
Danny, mostly human but having been something other for so long that the concept of 'Death' doesn't hit him the same way, cheerfully says he sought the dead souls of the future that had been dissolved and asked.
Now everyone is glaring at him and Impulse can't stop crying.
Shit.
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eggsploded · 3 months
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heiress eternal
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blue-eyed-author · 6 months
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Dear fellow writers,
‘Said’ is beautiful. Please use it more. It isn’t anything to be feared of hated. It’s not boring or overused. It makes all the other dialogue tags more special when they’re used on occasion.
‘Said’ makes your writing less cluttered. It can be a simple way of reminding the reader who is talking without bombarding them with synonyms.
“Use it along with action to make it more interesting,” she said, picking up her pencil.
He smirked, and said, “Or with expressions and body language.”
“Or,” she said, “just as a quick reminder of who is talking.”
“And if you know who is talking, a dialogue isn’t always necessary.”
Of course you can use other dialogue tags, but please don’t exclude ‘said’. It’s heartbroken from being ignored.
‘Said’ is beautiful.
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thatone-highlighter · 7 months
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I love you albums. I love you songs connected by similar themes. I love you listening to songs in a specific order picked by the artist. I love you reoccurring motifs throughout the same album. I love you album covers. I love you albums with extended editions. I love you songs that reference each other.
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