#hmmmm I might make a au post later

[growling]

could you perchance elaborate on npd squirrelstar because i think i see the vision

ohhhhh absolutely anon, and as I don't get many asks about warriors: hi :3

Honestly it kinda started out as a pure vibes thing, like I just thought "hmmmm which cats to hit with The NPD Beam.. squirrelstar hhholy shiit i think i just had a vision. i didn't see anything in the vision but I had a visionnn" and it stuck. Mostly headcanon stuff, maybe some slight au territory (but wc canon is already flimsy as it is anyway, so really, it didn't change much from the originals) but the longer I though about it the more it just kinda fits in lol, especially with her torment gauntlet storyline but not entirely because of it, either -

(I do not know how coherent this'll be, or if I even say everything I wanted to, as I am. so sleepy rn) Honestly the first thing I thought after initially coming up with it is. her relationships with Brambleclaw and Ashfur gsfdsghsd. It's very common to just believe that the abuser must be The Narcissist (or that just, all people with npd are automatically predestined to be abusers no matter what) while it's actually way more often that people with npd are more likely to stay in those relationships, or get abused because *shocker* mentally ill people actually way more likely to be treated as subhuman by society and the like. And I've already saw one or two people just proclaim that Brambleclaw is a narcissist because um, *checks notes* he's controlling of his wife and extra sensitive of (oftentimes valid) criticisms of his leadership or something idk man which. uhhhhh. no can we not please + shut up forever + now I'm gonna do the opposite nobody can stop me (also happened with rainflower. and clear sky. and sol. but mostly rainflower. lord help me)

(on a sillier note though....... nothing much to say about Ashfur as of now but after his Squilf/Ashf breakup if he was a human he'd become a self-proclaimed tiktok Dark Empath)

And lastly the headcanon stuff, which I completely made up while stirring the muffin batter but they might or might not have canon basis too, I don't know, I'm not gonna look for it and I don't really care either;

Does the right thing not because it's "what you're supposed to do or whatever idk I have no idea how any of you define it anymore", but because it makes her feel good. And even if by the end of the day she doesn't get any praise or reward for it, even if she gets shunned for it, what matters to her is that she did the Good Thing and therefore she is Good and that's what matters, and everybody else is so stupid for not seeing it. Really, why does it always have to be her that actually bothers with helping people nowadays. She's got a so much better grade at Good Person than like 99% of her Clan, StarClan bless

Leafpool was always consistently her equal person, she deserves the world and maybe even more than she does because she's just that great, it's her an Leafy against the world <3 we're eating soft tacos later <3 hold on Squirrelflight's Hope just called and- oh god, oh fuck

neither low nor high empathy but a secret third thing: really fucking weird ever changing empathy that also varies on whoever it is for some unexplainable reason. Based off what I have and how do I even explain this in simple, not-10-paragraph-post length....... just trust me on this. What I'll say rn is that she tends to personally care about nearly exclusively towards people relevant to her, or those she considers "interesting" regardless if she actually likes them.

always sets her goals either incredibly high (because naturally she's gonna achieve this exactly as she imagined and wait what do you mean-), or very low (so that she can do the woohoo!!! whenever she succeeds)

she splashes water everywhere when drinking she spills it so much she puts all her paws in that damn stream then puts them all over the kids and now they're all wet they all shake it off directly at Brambleclaw

> gets criticized once > fucking dies

I'll add onto this if I have time maybe, and don't completely forget about this whole post

#mine #ask #seweryn's wc tag #wcSquirrelstar #once again sorry if this looks incomprehensible I am so bad at actually articulating myself I think. Usually. also I didn't proofread this< #too tired <3 woohoo!!!!!!!

[jazzythursday]

hi hi for the fic ask game hmmm 1, 20, 35, 48, and 74! <3

ahhh friend! Hi Sparrow!!!

1) Do you daydream a lot before you write, or go for it as soon as the ideas strike?

I just answered this one in another ask, so I’ll paste in what I wrote for that here ;3

So much. So so much. I come up with so many little bits and moments for fics to find places for later. Usually they end up in bullet pointed lists that eventually make sense. Sometimes I spend weeks just jotting down random ideas or lines of dialogue before I try to write a single paragraph. Other times I go straight in with no outline or planning though, and those fics always feel particularly raw to me because they came straight out of my feelings in the moment.

20) Do you prefer writing AUs or canon fics?

I want to get into writing AU fic, but for now all my posted works are canon. AUs kind of terrify me to be honest. I also just... don't get that many ideas for AUs. So much of how I see my favourite characters is rooted in their canon backstories, so taking them out of it has never been something I've been that interested in. Maybe once I exhaust myself of filler scenes and canon continuations I'll catch the AU bug, but for now I have waaaay too many ideas that are set in canon.

.....That being said, I still think about the sun summoner!Jesper au I wrote the first chapter draft of pretty often.....

35) What’s your favorite fic you’ve posted?

This should come as no surprise to anyone, but it’s Everyday, Just a Little or a Little Bit (shamlessly plugging it again here lol) It’s the first fic I started for soc/wesper and the last fic I finished, and definitely the one I’d recommend highest!

48) Who is your favorite character to write for?  Has this changed since you’ve started writing for that fandom?

Again, no surprises here---it's Wylan!

The funny thing is that just yesterday I was ranting about how much I miss writing from Wylan's pov. Because I really miss it. The last few things I’ve worked on have all been from Jesper’s, and then I randomly went back to work on a Wylan wip and realised that it was sooo much easier to connect emotionally and know what I wanted to say. Wylan's has been my go to from the get go (woah, that's a mouthfull), but I don't think I clocked how much I was struggling until then.

(It’s getting to the point where I considered trying to pre-write Wylan’s pov of a scene just to figure out where it was going so I can put it in Jesper’s. Which is crazy, and probably not worth it, but it's where we are  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)

Another thing I noticed is that a lot of writing I do for Jesper inevitably ends up being about Wylan (to be fair, a pretty large amount of my Wylan povs are about Jesper too) or else they rely heavily on dialogue, whereas my Wylan povs get paragraphs and paragraphs of inner monologue and thought, which doesn’t come as naturally to me for Jesper.

74) Do you have a fic you wish got a bit more love?

hmmmm... Familiar Strangers is my least popular wesper fic, so maybe that one. I get why it might have been a harder sell since it's pre-relationship and unresolved, but I do really like it as a little peek into Jesper's head between ep 1 and 2.

Also, not wesper (gasp!) but Homewards, to Land is a Good Omens fic I wrote few years ago that I reread the other day and really liked. I just went back and added a few lines/fixed some typos, so if anyone wants to go show some love to it, I'd definally apreciate it!

Thanks for the questions! <3

#wesper #wylan van eck #jesper fahey #jazzy writes #six of crows #shadow and bone #jazzy answers questions #good omens fanfiction #good omens

[randomfoggytiger]

Also curious about 9 and 21... :)

Thanks for dropping back back in! :DDDDD

9. Hmmmm, no unfinished fics; but I have a few free-floating metas around. Two? three? that are for the randomfoggytiger Christmas presents. And, actually, I might have one in my drafts that I forgot about. (Drafts are mostly filled with fic lists and a sentence or two to flesh out later.)

21. Quite a few! ;))) I treasure each tag and I treasure the repeat readers or viewers who like my work and I treasure the rare drop-in. All have their advantages, and all are the spice of life~.

However, my specific, prominent memories were a bit long; so I had to include a cut.

You replying to each and every one of my HTGSC meta posts with an enthusiastic gif really, really made the work I put into that series worth it and more. I looked forward to putting out each post and running to the tags to read you and @baronessblixen and @dd-is-my-guiltypleasure comments (all of which I treasure); and I'd even include sections or points I thought would be particularly interesting for the three of you to come across organically as you read. ;)))

The support behind my first "Musical" X-Files episode edit was so kind that I pop them open to reread occasionally; and it was @baronessblixen's enthusiasm for the section where Scully walks in and the music softly changes that gave me the extra push to work on the next one--TINH: Scully's Solo-- which I believe is my favorite despite its inadequate lip sync at times (that song gets me every time.) Not to mention she and @demon-fetal-harvest left the first two (of three) comments that still make me tear up, mainly because it was such a rewarding moment for an editingfoggytiger.

I've already said every single comment on "Son of Egypt" because it was my first fic and everyone I tagged piled on and left something so, so wonderful in the reblogs; but ALSO every single comment on "The Dead Are Everywhere, Scully". The first fic was a shoot-from-the-hip, the second was more "planned"; and I couldn't be more awed and thrilled that both were so well-received.

Specific fic moments that meant a lot (because I'll do an overview sometime before the New Year, I've just decided): @baronessblixen loving the banter in my longer, bantery fics ("Time Passing in Moments" and "Something Approaching a Normal Life" and "I Think He's a Hard Kid to Love"), which is my favorite style to write; @agent-troi crying a little over "The Dead Are Everywhere, Scully", and tagging "naughty naughty puffball" (which I quote in unhealthy doses) on my AU Queequeg fic ("Regardless of His Actions Last Night"); @amplifyme's poignant encouragement as I flexed my writing muscle (and that my Krycek fic was one of her reblogs~); @perpetually-weirdening and @baronessblixen enjoying the comedy I didn't know I'd written into "How Much You're Like Ahab"; @nachosncheezies's tags on "My Religious Convictions Are Hardly the Issue Here" making me feel like a peacock; and @xxsksxxx and @tossingmyglossymane and @stephy-gold and @wexleresque (and agent-troi and you!) enjoying how all their prompts turned out~. (And every single comment on “Kids Today, Huh?” because it was out of my canon wheelhouse and I worked hard to maintain their more mature relationship while sidestepping IWTB and Revival requirements.)

And I just wrapped up Eight Nights of Mulder-- my second fic event (and first personally created event! with friends!)-- with fics I'd written the previous month; and, though their style was a bit wonky for my norm (weird writer things that happen), they turned out alright, I think. The comments on Day 2 (and the not-Hanukkah wedding swan getting broken) were a highlight, ngl. ;)))

And that's that! XDDD It was long; but I had a lot to say, apparently.

Drop in anytime; and thanks, again, for the ask! :DDD

#asks #welsharcher #fanfic asks #this one got looooooooooooooooooong #and believe it or not I chopped it short

[jimilter]

Damn can you rank your personal fave top 5 fic headers of your fics? I also think you should have a request account (if you want to and have time you can do good with commissions!) 🖤

hello, dear anon! first off, abt your suggestion - i am very very flattered to know you think so, but despite wanting and having the time to, i just don't believe i have the kind of skills to do justice to commissions, yk? 🥺 i don’t want ppl to spend money on something they later regret. even doing requests makes me hella nervous bec i keep fearing ppl are saying they liked what i made just to spare my feelings 😭 which is why i don’t advertise requests and just do them for my friends by screaming in their inboxes! (yes, guys, this is why!!! not bec i am an asshole who doesn’t wanna help ppl, i swear 😭)

and now, the ranking. hmmmm. that is a very difficult question bec i stop liking a graphic when i've stared at it for too long 😩 and i tend to like the banners i make for my friends more than i do the ones i make for myself asdsfhjasdg but ima try to rank mine still:

#5 - jk's fic in the youth series i love the colors and the blending, think they just fit the plot? idk, i'm just attached to this one, ig <3

#4 - captivity i mean, i got to stare at jimin's abs for four hours, ofc this is a fav :)

#3 - birthright i went through a couple of combinations for this, one in reds + yellows and another in purples + blues, before settling on this sepia-themed banner to justify the historical au!

#2 - reflection this banner just represents the fic so well, i keep getting awed by the braincells i had acquired at the time of building this :’]

#1 - can't get much higher | yet to be posted i might change the smaller jimin pic i've used when i get around to beginning this series, but the rest of this banner literally has the entirety of my heart! it's not the finest sample of gfx work to ever exist and i can see some portions where i could've done better with erasing, but i'm just very attached to the colors and bg pictures i blended in <333c

#c: ask #anon #damn this was fun #not q

[the-mad-martian-on-mars]

Thinking about a Dream SMP Star Wars AU and how fucking perfect it could transfer over

#dream smp #mainly I’m thinking about Wilbur going to the dark side #Dream being basically Darth Vader #and Ranboo having a weird connection to the force with Dream fucking with his head #also Rebel Pilot Tommy pls and thank you #OMFG HENRY AS A DROID #Jedi Master Philza anyone? #Ooooo Jschlatt should be one of those high up empire people #I forget the title #technoblade is a wild card forcewielder #neither dark nor light #hmmmm I might make a au post later

[inkla-kirisame]

Full moon (Werewolf! Razor x reader)

Supernatural AU

About the reader: they are a Pyro Wizard, and their fight style is like Childe’s but without the spear and with a catalism, they also has a familiar (a “cat” named Iblis)

I'm surprised that my Baizhu post is so popular (by my standards)

And take a look at my attempt to make something with a gender neutral reader

(PS: The GIF it’s not mine, I found it on Google)

Werewolves, one of the most feared creatures in Teyvat

This was because of their transformation during the full moon, were they become more aggressive

Many cities closed their doors when the full moon appeared in order to protect their citizens from them

The Knights of Favonius were obviously occupied with every full moon, it was better to save everyone they could than no one

Who were you in this? One of the newest Knights of Favonius and Lisa's prentice, you also had a Pyro vision

You kinda hated werewolves, why? Because you were an orphan because of them, you actually live near Springvale and they were hunters, ironic, you though, because what they hunted ended up hunting them

Still you kinda hated them, they didn't wanted you to become nothing else than a hunter, one time Lisa admired your knowledge and offer you to go to Sumeru academy but your parents refused, you also always returned your books on time so Lisa gave you permission to take more books and a more time to have them, your parents often hid them or even destroy them so you could focus on becoming a hunter

They were also nasty to say the least, even Draff admired their dedication but hated they ideals and methods, sometimes hunting for fun, need or simply because they thought it might be a danger if you don't kill a creature now

But after their death you were free to do whatever you wanted, so you went to Sumeru academy and returned to Monstadt and learned things from Lisa and later, becoming the newest member of the Knights of Favonius

Kaeya commonly tried to flirt with you, you always say no, the succubus was disappointed but still tried to flirt with you

Jean and Lisa liked you a lot, you were like the secretary of the Knights, reminded them of certain events

Amber, our ‘favorite’ bunny girl, and Klee always were with you, because you were in their therms, the coolest little sister (because you were the youngest Knight)

For Sucrose, you were one of the Knights who understood her, and Albedo liked you a lot

So everyone liked you, and they knew not to mess with you, specially in battle

You were a calm boy/girl every other aspect with the exception of the battlefield, you were a monster in there, everyone who knew about you and were your enemies were afraid of you

It was a calm evening, you were having a cup of (tea or coffee) with your (favorite dessert) while reading a book, sure nothing out of the ordinary happened with the exception of the people and the Knights bring materials for the roadblock

They only had a weak before the full moon

"(Y/N)!" You turned around to see your teacher, Lisa in front of you "I knew you were here, I need to ask you something"

"What do you need Lisa?" You said taking a sip of your cup

"Well, you know that in one week is the full moon, but I'm a little thigh with my duties, can you deliver a package for me?"

You knew that her duties were going to get the books not returned, and there were many, so you would obviously accepted but not without the details

"For who and where?"

"A boy, he is a little taller than you, has silver hair, red eyes and has eye bags, he is dress up with some green pants, an orange shirt, and a hooded jacket of a dark brown color, in Wolvendom"

“I see, you know that a little risky, right?” You knew it, entering Wolvendom was like ventured into the wolf’s den, it was more dangerous this days

“Please (Y/N), I really need your help, plus, he probably will like you”

“Who is ‘he’”

“Oh, right, the name of the boy, the one who I need to deliver his things, is Razor”

“Razor? I feel sorry for the guy... his parents must really loved him”

Lisa’s eyes filled with sadness

“He is an orphan, like you, but he is a little bit special”

“Hmmmm?”

“Anyways, will you do it?”

“Yeah, sure, I don’t have anything to do, plus, I need some wolfhooks”

“Oh, while you are on that, can you bring me some?”

“Sure” you ended up your food and were about to pay but Lisa handed the money to pay the bill

“This time I pay” she blinked an eye to you “I hope you had fun in Wolvendom” you only gave her the book back and walked to the bridge of the city

“Iblis... come”

“I’m here, mister/mistress (Y/N)” a black cat with some amber like scars and fire eyes “I suppose we are going to Helldom”

“You really hate wolves and dogs despite not being a ‘cat’”

“Ha, ha, very funny mister/mistress” the familiar said and transformed intro a giant creature, like a puma but little bigger

“It won’t take long, promise” you said while you mounted the creature

The cat simply looked the path to Wolvendom

“Promise me you’ll give me fish”

“Of course”

The cat then jumped to the water and began to run in it

Once they arrived to the land of the wolves, the cat returned to a little lantern that you carried away

“Despite you aren’t a cat, you really act like one.... so quiet... scares me, now, where is this Razor?”

You began walking around the woods in order to find the boy

“Ah, it seems it’s going to rain” you said looking at the sky slowly turning gray while you holded your hat from blowing off

Just then, you sore you could see something in the bushes, probably a wolf, you knew that it wasn’t a good idea to fight him, because 1: you knew that a hurt wolf will make you the target of the whole pack and 2: you needed to bring the pack to 'Razor'

“Who is there?” Your only response where the bushes moving and then a boy appeared, green pants, orange shirt, dark brown hooded jacket, silver hair and red eyes with eye bags, yep this was the person Lisa asked you to deliver the package “Razor, right?” The only thing Lisa didn’t told you was that Razor was a werewolf, maybe that's why he was special

“Yes... you are?”

“(Y/N), (Y/N) (L/N)”

“You smell like... Lisa... you are Knight?”

Geese, this boy seriously need some classes of language, if he was at Sumeru, he probably be mocked by everyone

“Yes I'm a knight” you gave him the package “it’s from Lisa”

“Ah! Painkillers!” His ears twitched his ear in happiness “thanks, why Lisa not came?”

“She was busy with the librarian duties... you know, books not returned on time”

“Ah, yes, I know that” you began walking away “where you going?

“Im going for wolfhooks” Razor stopped you and gave you some that were stuck in his tail or hair, his tail was moving with excitement

“Thanks... but I actually need some more” you said coldly, you honestly felt uncomfortable and it wasn’t Razor’s fault, it was because you saw the death of your parents and you were kinda afraid of werewolves because of that

“Oh, I know a place where they grow” he said tooking your hand but before he could drag you there, Iblis came out and tried to scratch him and unfortunately, Razor released some electricity, causing an overloaded reaction

Razor ended up crushing in a tree and Iblis flied to the ground, you on the other hand, ended up in some bushes

“Argggg..... IBLIS!!!” At that moment the familiar ended up in the floor like he was in a lot of pain, Razor saw that

“Mister/mistress, I’m sorry...” the cat returned to the lantern while you cleaned your self

“Sigh, now what’s the worst that can happen now?” Then it rained

Razor then guided you to a cave, there was some dried wood, it could be used for a bonfire

While you prepared the bonfire, Razor went for something

“Thanks Iblis...”

“I’m sorry” he said while walking to the bonfire in order to light it up

You simply cover yourself with your arms trying to get warmer with no success until you feel something fluffy, like a wool or fur, being warped around you

"You seem cold"

"Yeah, maybe it doesn't have to be because we were out in the rain like for like fifteen minutes"

"Sorry, I got lost"

".... "

"Why are you cold?"

"Because I'm-"

"No, not that, cold to me"

"I don't like werewolves..."

"Why? Did they attacked you?"

"No, they killed my parents"

"They... They kill your lupical?"

"Lupical?"

"Family"

"Yep, they killed them, but I honestly owe them for that"

"You hated your Lupical?"

"Well, I loved them and that but they wanted me to become something I didn't want to become, so when they died I was free to do whatever I wanted" you said looking at the ceiling of the cave "by the way, did your painkillers survived the crush?"

He forgot that he had them with him when that crazy cat attacked him, unfortunately, the painkillers were destroyed by the impact

"Iblis"

"Yes, mister/mistress?"

"I won't give you fish or milk in a week" you turned around to see the werewolf "I'm sorry for this, I will make you some new painkillers in compensation"

"Thanks, but not worry for this, not necessary, only need them for transformation"

"It's very painful, right?" He nodded "I'm not a werewolf but I understand your pain, when I made a pact, he almost roasted me alive, it took me some time to get the burns away"

He looked confused, you two looked like you knew each other for so long

"Why he tried to roast you?" Said while looking at the feline creature

"Well, some familiars like to make you a test to see if you are worthy of them, that why he almost burned me alive" you giggle a little when you remember that day "but you suffer that pain every month, for how long are you a werewolf?"

"I... Not know.... I was like this all my life... Or at least from what I remember" he paused a little "I never accostumed to the pain"

You patted his head while giving him space besides you

"It seems that the rain won't stop sooner, we will have to collect the ingredients for the painkillers while it rains... Dang it..."

"You hate rain?"

"No, but I'm a Pyro user, my powers won't work during the rain if something attack us

"I have an electro vision, I can help you" Razor said excited while his tail moved with happiness "I protect you and you get the green things"

"Sound good for me, Iblis, you stay here and keep the fire alive"

"Understood..."

You left the blanket and gesture Razor to follow you, which he did

You must have been out there for a good while since you felt really cold and you didn't have all the things to make the painkillers

"We should return to cave"

"No, it's fine, we are almost finished" you said trembling from the cold

"You not look good"

"It's fine, let's just get the last thing"

Razor sighed internally and putted you his coat to at least make you a little more warmer

"We get it, we come back"

"Fine..."

You began searching the last herb while Razor guarded you, but he clearly was worried about you, you looked tired and he could sore that you were freezing

"Got it!"

You turned around to see Razor coming towards you and he grabbed you in a bridal style, you freaked out

"What are you doing!?"

"We are going back to cave, we will be faster this way" He said and began to run

You hugged Razor by the neck in fear you might accidentally slipped off his arms

When you arrived back at the cave, the feline creature almost had a heart attack

"Mister/mistress, take off your clothes!!! You can't be around with wet clothes, you might catch a cold!"

"I think I might already have... But I don't have spare clothes, and you know it!"

Then Razor gave you back his blanket

"Use for cover, I get us clothes while others dry"

"Thanks"

Once Razor was out of view, your familiar began to order you to take off your wet clothes which you did and you covered yourself with the blanket and wait for him to arrive with clothes

When he arrived, he looked at you while you stare at him uncomfortable

"Razor, I need privacy..."

"Oh" he turned around and faced the wall of the cave "I not look until you tell me to look"

"Thanks..."

In a day like this, you probably would be enjoying a hot chocolate while you were near the fire or taking a long and warm bath, it was rare for you to be outside in the rain, you weren't that accostumed to the rain

"Now you can turn around"

You both simply ate some meat he had in silence and after that you both went to sleep

The next morning, as you predicted, you had a fever

Razor was watching you while that fur ball that is your familiar went for ingredients for a chicken soup to make you feel better

"Razor, I'm cold"

"Cold? You burn!!!" It was part true, when you have fevers, your Pyro Vision is more a curse than a blessing, your temperature is more higher than the average temperature of a person with fever and touching you it was like touching a burning wood

"Can you bring me my bag? I think I have medicine in there"

He immediately bring you the bag, fortunately, all of you potions survived the explosion of yesterday

"bleh, I'll never accostumed to the taste of this things"

"What was in?"

"You probably don't want to know"

You looked outside, it wasn't raining anymore and it was a very calm morning

"Here, I made it" the silver haired boy gave you some hash browns but with the shape of a paw

"Thanks" you were kinda afraid to taste the hash browns because you didn't knew if he knew how to cook, but you decided to trust Razor with this

And to your surprise, the hash browns were good

"I didn't knew you knew how to cook Razor"

"Lisa show me"

"If you want, I can show you more things"

After Iblis came back with fowls for the soup and ate quietly, you began making the painkillers

Thankfully, you bring your portable alchemy kit, you never knew when you would really need it so you always carry it with you

Razor watched you grind some of the herbs you collect while you simply put a lizard tail in a cauldron, he really felt like he was going to barf at the awful smell and the things you put in the cauldron

"You really don't like the smell..."

"It smells horrible"

"I don't blame you, it might taste horrible and smells horrible but every medicine or potion taste horrible or smells like this"

Once you ended the potion, you closed the cauldron with an special lid and rest on one rock with Razor's blanket

"Let the mix rest for a while Razor, or it might turn you into a frog"

He immediately went with you, afraid of the cauldron, thinking it magically began to walk and turn him into a frog

"It won't turn into one if you don't drink what inside"

That at least calm him a little

"Your Lupical... How they were?"

"They were two hunters, I was supposed to be a hunter like them but I was a sucker for books and knowledge, despite they wanted me to be smart, they also wanted me to hunt with them, to which I didn't want to do it... More than one time they hid my book so I would returned them late or destroy them" you sighed "at least they didn't got what they wanted"

"What they hunt?"

"Rabbits, boards, some little animals and..."

"And?"

"Wolves...." You paused a little "they also helped with the protection of the city during full moon... Despite being my family, they were nasty people... One time I heard them planning to hunt the all wolves in Wolvendom... I guess I was the black sheep of the family"

"And you want kill wolves?"

"No, I don't want to... I'm not like them, if you ask me, I don't kill for fun, I only do it when it's necessary"

"What you think about me?"

"About you... Hmmm.... Well, you are nice, kind, a little naive and you really seem to care about your Lupical, unlike me, because I'm a... Lone wolf" he laughed a little by your response

"You not feel lonely?"

"Well... I have Iblis, Lisa is technically the one in charge of me... The Knights could be like the closest thing to a family but... I accostumed to be lonely and it's always been like that"

Razor look at you with pity, after all, he was accostumed to be in company of his pack and lone wolfs were a rare thing

"I be with you!"

You look at him with an unamused face

"When did I agree to that? Besides, you don't have your Lupical to take care of"

"But... You are lupical, lupical doesn't need to be alone"

"I'm fine on my own, but if you really want to, I think you won't leave me alone"

Then he hugged you

"I not fail you"

After a while, the painkillers were done and you two had to bid your farewells, it was safer that Razor stayed with his pack in Wolvendom till the full moon is gone

"Master?"

"what?"

"do you perhaps like that werewolf?"

"Wha- of course not! Not in that way!"

"I didn't say that you liked him that way"

"When we arrive home, I'll give you a very cold bath"

The feline just closed his eyes, knowing that he'll suffer during that bath, he probably would prefer another place to 'clean' himself

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If you want to request I probably recommend you to wait a little, I'm planning on remaking the request list

Why Razor is a werewolf? Because why not? He's wolf boy, if he has to be a supernatural creature, it's 100% that he's a werewolf, I bet y'all think the same (if not, give me the clown wig please)

Wishing everyone luck on Venti's Rerun, I Will totally pull because I didn't get him cause someone came home, not pointing fingers, but it was a broke-ass astrologist (I latter find out how pity works and you know the rest), if he doesn't, Childe probably will... (I'm with 50/50, knowing my luck, I probably get c1 of any other 5* with the exception of Mona (she's C1)

I'm going to upload more things, probably soon but who knows?

#edit because I forget to add the tags #Genshin Impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact razor #razor #razor x reader

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Miraculous Drum Corps AU Pt. 1

**if you know what drum corps is you can just skip to the lists at the bottom lol**

The perfect kind of people to be superheroes are also surprisingly the perfect kind of people to spend all summer working towards a common goal. And I realized, the miraculous kids, if aged up a bit would make a fantastic drum corps, so I created Miraculous Drum Corps. 

I did realize Most people don’t actually know what drum corps is so I’m doing a lil ~introduction series~ to the concept and to My Take on it.

((for a point of reference, drum corps is essentially intensified marching band without the woodwinds. I marched color guard in DCI for five years so it’s clear I know the most about it lol. if a character isn’t listed they might be added later if I figure them out. this also looks more formal than it is.))

Drum Corps is a summer long activity beginning mid-May and ending the first week of August, typically broken down by 4-6 weeks of intensive 14-hour training days (see also: All Days, Move-ins, Pre-Tour), and 4-6 weeks of traveling cross country, driving all night, rehearsing in the day and performing at night in front of thousands of people. There’s about 150 people aged 16-22 (21 is the age out :( sad times being ‘old’) on the field making up the corps and they travel in tour buses from high school to high school where they rehearse and perform said show at local arenas. 

A typical move-in day can look typically as (from what i remember at BK lol): 8am wake/breakfast 9am block (typically dance and basics for color guard, and visual for brass/battery, pit is always playing) 1pm lunch 2pm block again (typically show stuff or music and sectionals for hornline? color guard is probably learning choreo for the show) 5pm dinner (most corps do an hour dinner but 1.5 dinners at bk saved my soul) 6:30pm ensamble (all sections come together on the main field to put together what they’ve been working on all day) 10pm snack/break (when you shower and get ready for bed. don’t forget to drink water and stretch!!! also some self-led rehearsing happens here too. better every day!) 12am lights out! get some sleep!!!

lather rinse repeat.  a typical back to back show day could look like (once again BK is a p good corps, having marched a nonfinalist corps, bOY is the experience different):

11am wake up/’breakfast’ 12pm sectionals 2pm ensamble 3:30pm run through 5:50pm butts-in-seats (always 10 min before!) 6pm depart for show 7:20pm arrive at show 9:17pm Perform! (from there post-show they evaluate when BIS is going to be, on account of  how long it takes the front ensamble to reload the truck, typically just less than two hours) 11:10pm BIS 11:20pm depart for next housing site (typically one or two stops for a six hour) 5:30am arrive at new housing site, unload stuff to blow up air mattresses on gym floor, sleep until wake up (this case would be hmmmm about 11 again? BK was p nice about our sleep time compared to sOME oTHER corps)

So who’s doing this? 160-ish members with about 20 staff members at a given time, as well as about 20 volunteers (oh boy that’s a big ol guess). The corps itself is where all of our characters are going to be in one of the following (no none of them are drum majors):

Brass: A majority of the corps is in the hornline, consisting of both high and low brass (traditionally 3-valved instruments. Trombones were only allowed as of 2017!). Typically, trumpets, mellophones, euphoniums, and tubas (some corps march baritones but honestly i don’t know enough to even be able to tell a difference between baritones and euphs. they might be the same thing.) 

Trumpet: Max (I will fight people on this) Mellophone: Adrien, Wayhem Euphonium: Nino, Alya Tuba: Marc, Ivan

Percussion: Percussion is divided into two sections, one being the battery who plays their drums and march and the front ensamble (see also: pit). The battery consists of a snare line, quad line, and bass line. I think only one corps still has a cymbal line, but it’s my AU so yes, Miraculous has one. The front ensamble is made of marimbas, vibraphones, at least one synth player, a drum set? oh well that’s in the rack, sometimes a bassist is there? We had an electric violin my second year too. They play the instruments Too Big to march with and sit (typically) on the front of the field between the rest of the corps and the drum majors.

Front Ensamble: Kagami (marimba), Zoe (vibes) Battery: Luka (quads), Kim (bass 4), Alix (cymbals)

Color Guard: Color guard my beloved!! The ~visual~ part of the corps, spinning (traditionally) flags, sabres, and rifles, as well as whatever else the show calls for. I’ve danced with fabric, spun flags where the pole is rope, double swing flags, crosses, and I’ve seen some even crazier stuff. There’s typically about 40 people with a few alternates spin and dance through the show

Color guard: Marinette, Chloe, Rose, Juleka, Lila, Nathaniel

#let's go #miraculous drum corps #there's also gonna be like #filler people #mlb #miraculous au #mlb au #should i tag all these characters #yo why not #don't know max's last name whatEVER #adrien agreste #wayhem #he doesn't have a last name does he huh yET #nino lahiffe #alya cesaire #god i don't know aNY of the side character's last names #fdjsakfdlsajfd #marinette dupain cheng #chloe bourgeois #rose lavillant #juleka couffaine #zoe lee #lila rossi #nathaniel kurtzberg #kagami tsurugi #luka couffaine #alix kubdel #ivan #god damn #whatever

[jaegerboob]

WIP ROUNDUP!!

i was tagged by @trashpocket​ (hey bae ;)) and since im lonely here on tumblr and have no one but the void to yell at, i won’t be tagging anyone :((

okay let’s start off with my published WIPS lol i have quite a collection and boy do i regret posting most of these, but anyway that’s here’s my hot girl shit

"i’ll figure it out with a little more time” - (if u knew me at my thai BL phase no u didn’t :)) anyways this was a supposed to be a pretty short fic that features an oblivious Sarawat not knowing how to navigate his feelings towards Tine and Tine being an equally giant dumbass. their school is hosting a school dance and Sarawat’s emotionally constipated ass doesn’t know how to SPEAK and just ASK Tine to go w/ him. i swear i might be the author of this story but i also get mad at these fuckers

“we’re boyfriends?” - ah yes another Thai BL fic, i will admit. i have NO idea where to take this story lmao. i still wanna finish it tho cuz i hate disappointing ppl. the fic starts with Ae and Pond making a dumb bet so Pond will stop jerking off in their shared room and promises that he won’t do that as long Ae dates someone random and based off of Pond’s choosing. sweet bby Pete wanders into their campus accidentally  and gets picked. Ae does the deed and tells Pete they’re dating. Ae thinks that Pete and Pond are scheming to make his life a living hell but lo and behold Pete has actually fallen in love with him (heheheh) 

“i wanna ruin our friendship” - hello lgbtq+ community :). we all know where this fuckin title is from don’t be sneaky. so here’s my KilluGon college fic. I initially wrote this like two years ago and uploaded it on wattpad lmaooo then i edited it and posted on ao3 and once again i have no idea where to take this (ive forgotten what my original idea for this was lol) so basically Killua and Gon are really close friends and Gon is sortof a player in this AU idk why khdkadha but anywayz all of Gon’s exes have left him bc they’re jealous of Killua but Gon would never pick his current S/O over him so HAAA. it all goes to shit tho when Retz decides to trick Gon to taking her back for the school dance and idk what path to go for T_T 

AIGHT now for my UNPUBLISHED WIPS buckle up yall this is a LOT. all the titles are WIPS so that’s why theyre iffy lol

“pussy talented”- (don’t mind the title lmao i just wanted a cat pun in there somewhere) basically, Bokuto is a firefighter and Akaashi an editor. They work near each other and Bokuto often visits Kuroo, who works with Akaashi. Ofc Akaashi falls in love at first sight but then he overhears that he has a "Kenma" waiting for him at home. Akaashi assumes that he's probably Bo's boyfriend and then leaves him alone, making Bo confused as hell. Little that he knows that Kenma is actually a grumpy calico cat.

“killugon flower shop AU” - Wing owns a flower shop and Killua helps out with Zushi along with Alluka out of boredom and one day Alluka asks Killua to help out with her client then he meets Gon and is immediately smitten until Gon says that he's looking for something that he can give to a girlfriend (it was actually Ging's request lol), lots of misunderstanding, Killua being too shy to ask the handsome stranger out and Alluka and Zushi being done with his shit 

“rice isn’t the only thing getting crushed here” - Osamu falls in love with one of his most loyal costumers—Akaashi and he thinks he might just have a shot at it until one day while Akaashi is ordering a bunch of riceballs, Bokuto Koutaro of Japan's National Volleyball team enters the restaurant and sweeps Akaashi of his feet, unexpected angst and a generous helping of unrequited pining :)) dw this fic can go two ways: Bokuto is just Akaashi's best friend who he hasn't seen in months or b. Bokuto is actually Akaashi's fiance maybe i’ll write both endings heehee

“killua is sad and gets lovebombed” - while staying in Whale Island, Killua thinks he that he doesn't deserve Gon and tries to leave him while he's asleep but his plan is stopped when Gon wakes up and they both end up revealing their true feelings for each other

“excuse to write charles getting fucked by two delicious men” - Erik and Charles have been in a relationship for years now and basically fell out of love so when Erik gets promoted and has to move, Charles agrees and so they break up. Charles turns to Logan (who harbors a giant crush on Charles) for companionship and sleep together once. Logan says it was an accident but Charles wants more and they establish a FWB situation of sorts since Charles isn't ready yet. But then Charles gets into an accident and can't remember what happened the past year and a half so he still thinks he's with Erik. Meanwhile, Erik is living a luxurious yet empty life and when he gets the call from Raven about Charles' situation, he immediately goes back running.

“killua in whale island” - KilluGon are like 20-ish and Killua visits Whale Island and Ging just happens to be there as well. Killua thinks about how even though Gon and Ging are near identical, Gon just looks so much more handsome. (probs just a oneshot) 

 “another horny cherik fic” - Charles is a demon who was accidentally summoned when Raven, Hank and Ororo uses Erik's blood to perform a demon summoning ritual (as a joke) they didn't know it would actually work so now Charles is stuck with Erik because the human absolutely refuses to sell his soul

“IwaOi overboard AU” - Oikawa is a rich pretty boy and Iwa a college dropout who works at his uncle's repair shop with his younger brother Tobio and cousin Kyoutani ( both 5 yrs old). One day he gets called over to fix one of Oikawa's cars and after a failed and disastrous encounter with a drunk Oikawa, Iwa leaves the mansion fuming. Later in the day, it's discovered that Oikawa got in a car crash that took away his memories and since Oikawa apparently lives alone, he has no one to get him. not until Iwa comes ofc and with a malicious and vengeful intent, he tells Oikawa that they're dating and live together in his crappy apartment

“dancer Akaashi” - Akaashi is a dancer, Osamu is a bartender at the bar he works at and has also been in love with Akaashi for the past two years. He doesn't confess since he knows Akaashi doesn't like romance but then enters a bright eyed cheery Bokuto who sweeps the unreachable Midnight Moon off of his feet, bokuaka but im leaning towards bokuosaaka since akaashi deserves two boyfriends

“watch me be poetically horny for Akaashi Keiji” - Akaashi is a vampire and Osamu, a skilled artist. Akaashi posing nude and delighted at how beautifully Osamu portrays him. Osamu says otherwise. 

Cherik College AU - drift by great gable.... late teens cherik... Erik being a misanthropic horny bastard and Charles a snarky piece of shit.... they get paired up for 7 minutes in heaven... turns out Charles has been ogling him for a while now..  hmmmm,,,.,. ( i wrote this when i was drunk and my og draft is too long so take this instead lolz) 

“ BokuAka (NSFW) ” - Bokuto pushing off a guy who tried to hit on Akaashi while they're at a club. Akaashi gets so turned on he immediately drags Bokuto to the bathroom where he gets his facefucked in one of the bathroom stalls or Akaashi getting his face fucked in a dirty alley at the back of a bar after Bokuto gets into a fistfight.

“KuroKen (NSFW)  ” -Kenma does top during sex but but he's just really lazy to put in the effort 

aight that’s it oh damn i just now realize how much i have T-T bruhhhhhhh and this isn’t even all of them damnnn 

#wips #fanfic #fanfic wips #cherik #charles xavier #erik lensherr #xmen #haikyuu!! #hq!! #bokuaka #kuroken #osaaka #bokuosaaka #bokuto koutaro #akaashi keiji #miya osamu #hxh #hunter x hunter #killugon #killua zoldyck #gon freecs #thai bl #2gether the series #sarawat #tine #sarawatine #love by chance #aepete #iwaoi #Iwaizumi Hajime

[onlyhereforangst]

2020 IN WRITING

tagged by @indestinatus 💕

tagging whoever wants to go thru this journey with me & see their accomplishments in this terrible terrible year!

1. List of works published this year:

Oh god there’s a lot, like 70 total in just 2020. I’ll try to categorize them so this doesn’t get too long 😅but here’s a cut for aesthetic on your dash.

Sequels/Partner Fics: Risk It All (for @hellokaelyn), Finally Home (to Come Back), They Always Do & Could She?, Lucky Day & Completely Yours, Fiery Trance (Two Can Play series), Obsessed (Particular Taste), Soul (to Ignited)

Smut: My Turn (sequel to My Pleasure), Worth It, Maybe We Should, Make it a Double (also a fic request), Shall We (AU)

Fic Requests: Coffee Run, Hold Still, Typical, Deal, Needed It, I’m Home, For Science, Cry Me A River, From Your Dreams (AU), Crystal Clear, Tempt Me, Your Fault, Prove It, Silent Proclamation, A Hundred Suns (angst smut), Duly Noted

Stand Alones: No More, Never Let Her Go, Life is Fragile, Pandemics & Peach Drinks, To Need and Be Needed, Never Let Go, Coming Home, Priceless, Behind The Mask, Need a Hand?

Angst: My Daisy, Status Quo, Can I Stay, I Refuse, Deal

Series/Multi-chaptered: Back Off (Better Apart, Missed The Mark, Change Her Mind, But You Do, Layered Love), Electrified (Don’t Stop (Senorita)), Here By Faith, Forgive & Forget, Angstober ‘20 (Never Has & Never Will, Only In My Head, Long, Long Gone, Do Something, Take Care, Waiting to Burn, Survive the Hell, Find Her, Never Ended Well, At All Costs, One Thing Right, Stay Away, Echoed Back, Smart Man, Not Interested, Flake Again, Release, Slipping Away)

2. Work you are most proud of (and why):

Here By Faith mainly because of the topic. Pregnancy & Infant loss has been such a taboo topic for so long and something I have personal experience with so writing this was very therapeutic. 

3. Work you are least proud of (and why):

Shall We and only because I truly wanted way more plot in this and it turned out to be essentially just straight smut with a tiny bit of plot. But it is what it is 🤷🏻‍♀️

4. A favorite excerpt of your writing:

Ok I had 70 fics to choose from not breaking down chapters so I’m sure I’m missing something, BUT I do love - omg typing this out I realized it’s from a fic in 2019 so I can’t use iiiiiit 😩 ok so here’s a couple excerpts. I loved typing out this stream of conscious partner fics (They Always Do & Could She?):

They Always Do:

Yet this time, this time she didn’t have the chance to rebuild. Like a Trojan horse, he waltzed right up to her and slowly dismantled her defense. Joke by joke, smirk by smirk—Nick took each brick down with care. The worst part? It was so subtle, so thoughtfully done, she didn’t even notice it was happening. Didn’t see her chest being pried open, beating heart on display for him to see, and take. Never realized her greatest defenses were missing until it was too late.

That love- precious, fragile, delicate love- had managed to grow again. In her desolate, cold heart, Nick managed to bring to life an emotion she had long given up on. An emotion she was too afraid to ever feel again. Because with it came agony.

They leave, and you’re abandoned- picking up the pieces of a shattered heart.

When you love, you lose. Always.

Could She?:

But-

Even if that was love, even if he loved Ellie with his whole heart, his entire being. Was that enough? Was Nick enough? Was he deserving?

A resounding no clanged around his skull like a church bell in a Southern town on Sunday morning. He wanted to silence it, stop the shrill metal sound that started any time he pictured forever. Any time he truly thought he might deserve to love, even after all he’d done. After all the unimaginable things he’d done, the horrors he’d seen, the pain he’d caused. That bell sounded, loud and clear.

How did he deserve love when he couldn’t bear to love himself?

[...]

Could she love him despite all his misgivings? Could she love him even when he didn’t love himself? Could she love him when there was a risk he’d be taken from her too soon?

Could she?

Please love me.

But please be sure.

There’s been a couple of other inner monologues that I have absolutely loved (I like to think it’s semi my speciality? But maybe that’s super arrogant of myself?) but that’s a different post for another time.

5. Share or describe a favorite review you received:

I said it recently but I *love* when people pick out specific line(s) from my fic and choose to comment on those. More often than not it’s a line I was so proud of either prose-wise or foreshadowing-wise or whatever and I get literally giddy with excitement that someone not only noticed it but also loved it enough to comment on it 🥰but truly any kind of comment is dopamine-inducing 😉

6. A time when writing was really, really hard:

As some people may have noticed (& maybe not because I did still semi-run the other main ellick blog despite it) I was somewhat absent for most of the summer/fall. I struggled for the first time in my life with mental health issues, borderline depression after being in a shit work environment, an essential worker with a company that claimed to “care” about us, a community that I once loved but showed their true colors in the midst of the pandemic & election, add in a rough pregnancy & it was a recipe for disaster. I didn’t want to even move from the couch most days let alone write. 

7. A scene or character you wrote that surprised you:

I had a lot of fun writing short excerpts from different characters’ perspectives (Jimmy, Kasie, McGee & Gibbs) in my Angstober series & honestly wouldn’t mind doing that again!

8. How did you grow as a writer this year:

Honestly not sure, I think I’ve just generally grown as a writer - better descriptions & descriptors, better dialogue, better plots. But that could all be me seeing things 😂

9. How do you hope to grow next year:

I’d love to look into writing more seriously. My husband is convinced I could write an episode script or a novel, so I may look into trying my hand at that (even though I feel I’d be god-awful at it 😅)

10. Who was your greatest positive influence this year as a writer (could be another writer or beta or cheerleader or muse etc etc):

Hmmmm I always appreciate the support I’ve gotten from the ellick fandom despite it being rough this year for us, wonderful people like @erinchristmaselvis, @thekeyboardninja, @hellokaelyn & @wanna-be-bold are always there to either hear me vent or cheer me on ☺️

11. Anything from your real life show up in your writing this year:

Haaaaah yes. Lots of it (but I bet you can’t tell because I only add mini snippets so have fun finding those easter eggs 😏)

12. Any new wisdom you can share with other writers:

Always, always, always write for YOU. Not for anyone else, the kudos, hits, comments, none of it. Write for YOU. And I say this as a reminder to myself as well, it’s so hard to get bogged down in that dopamine-induced craze we search for in recognition but it’s so important to not externally validate yourself rather internally validate yourself on baby steps of growth & accomplishment. 

13. Any projects you’re looking forward to starting (or finishing) in the new year:

LOL how about all my WIPs? All of those stories I started forever ago that people call me out on not finishing months later when I swear they’ve forgotten about them 😬

14. If you could recommend only one work from yourself published this year:

Hmmmm lemme pick one from each category because I’m indecisive 😉

Sequel/Partner Fics: Lucky Day & Completely Yours (the aaaaangst)

Smut: a tie between Maybe We Should & Make it a Double

Fic Request: A Hundred Suns (because I love me some angst smut)

Stand Alones: Pandemics & Peach Drinks (hahahaha because this was in an Insider news article at the start of the pandemic hahaha so on brand #2020)

Angst: My Daisy (I looooooove this one, but also all of the angst category lol)

Series/Multi-chaptered: literally not one of these is finished and they’re all heavy angst so take your pick 😂

15. Year word count: 103,050 in 2020 which seems like so little 😅

Here’s to 2021 being the year I finish WIPs! she says knowing she’s lying

#about me #2020 in writing #fuuuuuuun #all the writing all the angst all the smut #what's new though #ellick #ncis

[damnhardwork]

Writer Tag Game

Thanks for the tag @ectogeo-rebubbles

I’m not tagging anyone because I can’t keep up with who has been tagged and who hasn’t. So if you want a go, have at!

How many works do you have on AO3?

75 (hopefully soon to be 76)

What's your total AO3 word count?

351,611

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Okay, so if I do it by kudos totals, then it’s entirely dominated by Good Omens because magafandom. So I’m going to do top from each fandom (inc. ones I no longer write for), as that’s more interesting.

1) Pandora’s Box - Good Omens

2) The Storeroom - Star Trek: Deep Space Nine

3) Old Magic - Harry Potter

4) Sanctuary - Buffy the Vampire Slayer

5) 100 Words of Seven - Doctor Who (1963)

Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

I have kind of a complicated relationship with comments. 

I try to respond to them, and I feel awful and rude when someone has taken the time to talk to me in the comment section and I don’t reply. But also (and I know this is super weird), sometimes comments - especially the very nice ones! - all get tangled up in my head and don’t play particularly nicely with the almost constant sense of imposter syndrome I feel. 

*someone leaves me a lovely comment*

Me: well, this is going to go badly when they realise I’m a total fraud...

Yeah, I know it’s stupid. No amount of reasoning with myself seems to change it, either. I’ve just got to leave them for a bit, chill out, and come back later. Sometimes quite a long time later.

So yeah. Sorry guys. 

What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending?

Hmmm, this one is difficult, as I’ve got a few that have angsty endings. 

Probably Epilogues (BtVS Comics)? It’s an angsty fic all the way through, as it deals with death and grief and guilt, but it’s probably got the angstiest ending as Giles isn’t ‘fixed’ at the end. He’s still dealing with his guilt, and he still has bad days and suicidal thoughts. 

What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending?

Fingerprints (DS9), I think? It’s a Soul Mark AU with a very traditional Happy Ever After sort of ending. 

I don’t tend to do many Happily Ever After sort of fics, to be honest. Mostly because I tend to like to write the very first (mostly lust-filled) parts of a relationship, where they’ve not got far enough to have a a fantastically happy ending as opposed to just a hopeful one. 

Do you write crossovers? If so, what is the craziest one you’ve ever written?

Occasionally! I currently have one crossover up on AO3 - A HP/Discworld crossover I wrote as a gift for an exchange called Almost Like Magic. 

I do have a few crossovers on my harddrive (a Torchwood/DS9 crossover, and a Pacific Rim/Doctor Who crossover), but they’re probably forever going to stay as drawerfic, as they’re weird enough that they likely have an audience of exactly 1. Me. 

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

lol yeah.

To mis-quote Madeline Kahn:

Flames. Flames in the comments of my fics. 

Do you write smut? If so what kind?

Is water wet? Are bears catholic? Does the Pope crap in the woods?

Just over half of all my fic on AO3 is M or E rated (39/75). So yes, yes I write smut. 

As for what kind, to be honest, anything that takes my fancy. Or seems like it might be a challenge. Smut is something I really enjoy writing. I think there’s a lot about the characters that you can explore by making them vulnerable like that. It’s another window into their lives, thought patterns, and relationships. 

Plus, like, it’s fun. ;D

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not as far as I’m aware.

Have you ever had a fic translated?

I have! By the lovely @rusblk! 

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I’ve been involved in a few collaborative projects before - such as Ladies of Letters with the fabulous @quaggy-fic , but nothing that’s the sort of co-writing project where it’s one seamless project rather than a back and forth. 

What’s your all-time favourite ship?

Difficult question!

And I’m going to clumsily avoid it by saying ‘I love all my ships equally’. Even the ones I haven’t written anything for yet!

What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

Lots of WIPs that have never left my harddrive, tbh. 

I’ve currently got two open WIPs posted to AO3, and I do plan to finish both. 

What are your writing strengths?

Errrrr... terrible puns and nob jokes?

What are your writing weaknesses?

Dialogue. 

I am SO BAD at it. I swear 90% of my time writing is spent re-drafting fucking dialogue.

And also falling down huge plot holes of my own making. Serves me right, really, for not finishing a story before I start posting it and inevitably writing myself into a corner. 

Siiiiigh

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

Fine? =)

What was the first fandom you wrote for?

CSI: Vegas. And it has been lost to the void of the mid-00s internet. Thank god. 

What’s your favourite fic you’ve written?

hmmmm, okay so I can’t decide and am therefore going to cheat and say two =p

Either Jerusalem (BtVS) because it was nice to write something about Giles’ childhood and his (good!) relationship with his Dad. Or Blue Ink (DS9) because it was fun as hell to write two madly-in-lust people utterly unable to just say fuck it and give into their desires because they can’t bear the thought of losing a completely made up and utterly inconsequential game to the other. Fun times. 

Fun. Times.

#ask game

[sp00ks-odyssey]

*deep breaths* okay i got this

I’m gonna post the first one here It’s a self ship of me In real life and Ink Sans....umm...I might draw something for one of the days but I can’t really draw well right now so I’m just writing it into a little story....I might just make the whole thing into a book but I don’t use AO3 I use Quotev and Wattpad so I don’t know how that will work....I also don’t do NSFW stuff cause that’s gross to me I am sorry if it turns out bad....

Also umm trigger warning for the depressed, insecure people this will have insecure thoughts, artists hating their work and will be kinda depressing

....*sigh* okay here we go......

_______________________________________________________________

I threw the pencil down in frustration sighing as I leaned back on my bed, 

“I can't make this right!!”

I looked down at the drawing I was trying to make and cringed at how uneven it looked: A drawing of Blueberry/Underswap Sans and his brother in front of their house in Snowdin town but I couldn't get it right, at this point I forgot how many attempts I’ve done. 

“Look at this! The skull is uneven! Blue is too tilted and I can't get Papyrus' shorts right!”

I glared at the drawing a few more times before crumpling the paper and throwing it on the floor where a growing pile of failed drawings lay, I stood up stretching my legs popping from the lack of use.

“I think I should take a break from this” I left my small messy room that I was sharing with my little sister tripping on the mess of toys a little and went down the hallway, I opened the fridge to get my water bottle for a drink of water. 

My parents left to go see my grandparents who lived far away from us and took my little sister and little brother with them saying they wouldn’t be back until much much later, I stayed home: My excuse was that I was sick and I had a headache so now I was able to be alone for a while and calm down after a fight I had with my Mom that morning. 

I glared at the ceiling remembering my terrible drawings and the fight I had with my Mom while chugging my water bottle at the same time before putting the water bottle back in the fridge, I wiped my mouth and walked back down the hallway to my room where my laptop was sitting on a stool with the picture I was trying to draw on the screen, I glared at the screen still standing in my doorway.

“I still can't get this picture right, *sigh* maybe I should just give up and try a different drawing” I sat down on my bed and clicked out of the picture and started looking for Ink Sans drawings while blushing a little:

[I have a crush on this character and I really need to snap out of it and accept that he ain’t real and wouldn’t choose me if he was]

“Hmmmm, maybe I could try drawing Ink in his new design! I love his new design it's handsome and adorable on him! I just need to learn how to draw skeleton feet and-” I started muttering to myself not even understanding the words I was saying and scrolling through pictures.  

A loud crash on my roof startled me and I shrieked making my usual inhuman noise similar to a dog whimper and a puppy whine jumping up and knocking over my charger plug that my laptop was plugged to, doing that caused my laptop to power off and I groaned. 

“Awwwww man! That's the only way I can use this computer! Keep it plugged in and I just unplugged i- AARRGGGHHH!! Now I gotta replug it in and start it back up and it's gonna be slow and annoying and I just got a good picture to try and draw!!”

I groaned forgetting the loud thump I heard and sat back down plugging in my laptop and turning it on watching it slowly start to turn on glaring at it and muttering, a knock on the back door startled me and I jumped up unplugging my laptop, I groaned loudly glaring at my laptop that now had a black screen again. 

“You know what!? I'm just gonna quit, COMING!!” I picked up my laptop and closed it putting it away and put the stool away as well before tripping over the cord and toys all over the floor to reach the backdoor, I opened it putting my hand over my eyes to prevent the sunlight from blinding me and looked up to see.......wait...... how- 

“I'm so sorry human! I was fighting with some bad skeletons with my friends Blue and Dream and I suddenly fell into a portal and landed here and ummmm..... I wanted to know who owned the house I fell on and say-” 

He stopped and looked at his scarf and blinked his eye sockets changing colors and shapes each time he blinked before he looked back up and shook his white skull. 

“Hi! I'm Ink Sans but just call me Ink, I wanted to know, uhhhh.....” He looked down at his scarf sticking out his rainbow tongue and squinting trying to read the small black words in the blinding sunlight before looking up,  

“What AU is this?” He asked tilting his head,

I stared at him my jaw opened as I blinked in complete shock my mind racing: 

Oh my Stars it's Ink! How is he here? I thought he wasn't real? How did he come here of all places? This is really cliché to be honest, holy crow he is actually taller than me! He is literally taller than me! I'm right up to maybe his knee or hip or pelvis bone what is that called again? How tall does that make the other Sanses'? Does that mean Blue is taller than humans too? This is awesome!!...I forgot what I was talking about but holy stars he's tall and here on my doorstep, I don't want to seem like a fangirl and start squealing but EEEE! he is literally in front of me and- Oh no! This world-well...the town I’m in isn't gonna be very kind and welcoming to him what do I do? what do I- 

“Ummmmm Human??” Ink said snapping me out of my thoughts and waved one of his gloved hands in front of me. I blinked shaking my head and looked around the backyard before pulling him in quickly and shutting the back door rushing him to my room and shutting the door and locking it. 

“Ummm Human? Why are we in here? What is here?? Is this a bedroom?” 

I peeked out each of the windows closing all the blankets that were used for my window's curtains while he stood in the middle of my room watching me, after I checked all of the windows and closed them all I looked at him fearfully.

“No one saw you falling onto the roof and knocking on my door did they?” 

He blinked looking at me confused, “Uhhh not that I know of, why?”

I carefully walked around the mess in my room before sitting on my bed and picking up my phone and reading my parent's messages again re-reading the time they were gonna be home:

Ok my parents come home at 6:45 pm it's only 1:00pm. 

I put down my phone and looked at him, he was still standing and staring at me with his confused look. 

“This isn't an AU Ink-” I started waiting for him to process that small part of information before I told him the rest, he tilted his head looking around confused but observing his surroundings and I kept quiet letting him get used to what he was seeing: He looks so adorable! 

I looked down and noticed he was actually barefoot like the new design showed and I took a minute to notice what it looked like so I could try to draw it later. Both of his feet was covered in brown stocking-like clothing and went up his legs, only his heel and toes showed through them, looking farther up his baggy white shirt was tucked underneath his brown overalls which went down his legs like big baggy pants and the bluish greenish overall sleeves were hooked and showing a little behind him as he looked around, his oversized brush I knew he called Broomie was attached to his back by a grey-ish looking sash that held colorful heart shaped veils of every color of the rainbow in the front of it in their own little cubbies and two pencils were attached in the front as well, his small brown top with yellow sides that went over his white shirt lifted up a little when he lifted up one of his arms to scratch the back of his skull confused still observing his surroundings, his sleeves were brown and then white and then showed his grey patterned bones and brown gloved hands with all of his bony fingers showing except his pinkie finger which was the color of a greenish blue all the way down making his glove look half brown half greenish blue, his long and large brown scarf trailed behind him not even touching the ground: I hid my head in my oversized black hoodie blushing before he looked back at me again. 

“Then where am I?” he finally asked, I got up hoping he didn’t see me hiding and blushing and pointed to one of the windows to the outside world.

“You are in the real world, the world where Undertale is just a game created by a creator named Toby Fox. In this world all the Aus are created in someone’s mind, made and drawn by them and told by others and then it gets bigger with all of the fandom’s ideas and theories and art”

His eye sockets widened at this, he suddenly made a small noise and barfed black ink, I backed up a little as he wiped his mouth and grabbed my shoulders both of his eye sockets different colored stars as he literally shook me to death. 

“ARE YOU SERIOUS!?!? I'M IN THE WORLD OF CREATORS!!?? THERE ARE CREATORS HERE!?!!”

I nodded turning a little red at his closeness, he was practically in my face yes he was shouting but this is Ink we are talking about I cleared my throat trying to not look obvious.  

“Uhhh....y-y-y-yeah...your in the world of creators......but that means-” I didn't get to finish cause he let go of my shoulders and backed up making the noise again and barfing more black ink on the floor, I watched in defeat as my floor and my pile of failed drawings got coated in black ink. 

“OH NO!!!!” I shouted suddenly remembering something, my shouting caused him to blink at me confused as he wiped his mouth again looking embarrassed  and guilty blushing rainbow. 

“No what?” he asked quietly,

“How am I gonna clean this up? My parents are gonna kill me when they get home!” I started pacing in my spot away from the ink vomit and started muttering, 

“They are gonna be so angry and I can't lie about it what do I even say? My mom isn’t really happy with me either so she will use this as an excuse to get me yelled at by my step-dad. There is no way to clean that up! What do I-" I stopped my pacing looking over to see the spot gone and Ink grinning.

“All clean! You are welcome!” He said proudly putting Broomie back where it was before and crossing his arms grinning as I looked at the floor with a confused look.

“Never seen magic before human?” He asked as I looked up at him with a shocked face. 

“Ummmm.....No? Well only i-i-in movies and....” I started stuttering and speaking nonsense as he chuckled before sitting on my bed and looked up at me suddenly with a serious face and a blank look which cut me off and I flinched at his stare feeling like I did something wrong. 

“So what else is here besides creators?” He asked in a serious tone still staring at me, I noticed his eyes were grey.

I stuttered and sat down on my little sister's bed trying to focus, "Ummm....I d-d-d-don't know?? Didn’t I already answer th-th-that?? I-I-I-I think I did??” I took a deep breath and tried again.

“Ummm....h-h-here in this world....umm there is no magic, no such thing as Aus and-” 

“-Monsters aren't real” Ink finished for me sounding empty,

“........yeah” I said looking down scared and trying to think of something else I can tell him about this world, I heard the sounds of gulping and I knew he was drinking paints to feel again. 

“Hey! Don't look so down, it must be cool to be living in a world of creators and creations being made everyday-” he said suddenly cheerful,

I nodded forcing a smile still not looking at him instead looking at the spot where the ink vomit used to be, he stopped talking mid-sentence:

 he probably forgot what we were talking about. I thought chuckling,

“I gotta say human you do really good drawings of animals” he said chuckling.

I snapped my head up to see Ink and the reason he stopped talking: HE WAS LOOKING IN MY SKETCHBOOK! I yelpt getting up quickly, my goal was to grab it from him but before I even took a step I tripped on a few toys and instead fell on my bed, face first, next to him, as he still flipped through my drawings, not even paying attention. 

I cursed my stupid clumsiness silently and got up grabbing my sketchbook from him and he blinked looking at me as I held my sketchbook to my chest and sat cross-legged on my bed hiding under my hood my insecurities making my mind race:

He saw my art! I'm terrible at art, why would he want to see my art of all things!? I yanked it from him though, that was rude of me, Why did he fall here of all places? I bet this is just a joke and I'm just sleeping or something, I bet he hated my art, I'm bad at art anyways, why would he think it looks cool? Why did he even come to my town? But still he is here and I know a lot about him and his fandom, he has other fangirls, this is just one of those things were he will just go hang out with other artists now that he knows he's in the creation world and forget all about me. He probably doesn’t even like me I’m annoying. He will probably leave then come across a fan of him and they will like each other and live happily ever after, but that fan won't be me, it won't, I'm not worth- 

“Hey.....human?” I flinched by the sudden jolt out of my thoughts by someone touching me making me alert......I peeked a little out of my hood to see Ink's gloved hands on both of my shoulders rubbing them a little and he was eye level with me looking at me concerned and curiosity in his eye sockets, I probably was red in the face by now but I ignored it. 

“Y-y-yeah?” I asked cursing my croaked voice that indicated I almost cried.

“Are you okay? Your arms were crossed and you were scratching your skin rather roughly and rocking back and fourth, is that normal?” I nodded looking down, 

“That happens when I get insecure about stuff and have an anxiety attack.....I kinda just you know, dig myself and well kinda comfort myself, no one else comforts me at those times so I kinda just do it myself that’s why I was rocking, haha” I looked at him and he nodded still rubbing my shoulders and staring at me.

I will NOT admit that I like feeling him rubbing my shoulders!

“You know you never told me your name human what is it?” Ink said smiling.

“OH SHOOT I AM SO SORRY!!!” I pulled away from his hands standing up and he flinched backing up a little his hands still in the air from where I once was as I started rambling. 

“How could I be so forgetful?! I'm such a stupid head, bring someone in the house don't even tell them my name-” I continued rambling putting my sketchbook back and turned to face Ink who still had his hands in the air.

“My name is....well, I don't really like telling people my real name until I get to know them so uhh...call me Stitches” I smiled rubbing the back of my neck nervously as he slowly put his hands down and sitting on my bed finally looking up at me. 

“What were we talking about? Where am I? Who are you?” he asked in a confused and wary tone. 

I giggled a little at his forgetfulness and sat down next to him as he looked at me with confusion. 

“I'm Stitches, you are in a world that's not an AU but the real world where creations are made and monsters aren't real and we were talking about how I didn't tell you my name and-” I stopped watching his eyes widened and he smiled,

“Ohh I remember now! Hi Stitches!” He brought his hand out towards me and I flinched looking at his hand and tilting my head before looking up at him confused. 

“Ummm. What is the hand for?” I asked confused 

“It's how you greet someone new! We both know each other's name so we shake hands as an introduction...do the humans not do that here?" he asked as I looked at him feeling stupid.

“Yeah they do I just- I never actually met someone who does that, the humans here well in my town aren't really nice I don’t know about other towns.....I'm not really social so I don't meet new people and I'm kinda shy at first, I'm sorry I really didn't know what you were doing I've never had that happen before I really don't like being touched either to be honest with you and-”

“Oh! I'm sorry! I was rubbing your shoulders earlier that must of triggered something now! Do you have Haphephobia? That would explain it” Ink put his hand down and looked at me waiting for an answer. 

I shook my head, "No no! It's fine you don't have to be sorry, and no I don't it's more of a trauma from past......things" He nodded. 

A yellow portal appeared in the middle of the room and two skeletons I knew very well appeared in the room. 

“INK!! HERE YOU ARE!" Blue's very loud voice said as he jumped up and down clapping his hands repeatedly, 

“I thought we would be going in and out of portals forever" Dream's soothing tenor voice said as he appeared behind Blue into the now crowded room. 

“Oh hi guys! Meet my new friend Stitches" Ink said standing up and gesturing over to me as I backed up a little intimidated: I was right! Blue is taller than me as well! holy stars and Dream is taller than all of us!! 

“HELLO NEW INK'S FRIEND!” Blue said starting to rush over but Dream put a hand out to stop him mid sprint. 

“I don't think she is a hugger Blue, I feel a sorta sadness and deep negative despair in her and probably you going to hug her is going to scare her or worse make her traumatized” Blue looked up at Dream and nodded looking at me and waving. 

“HI!!” He said loudly 

I shyly waved back muttering 'hi’ feeling a little called out by Dream’s emotion reading.

“Hello as well, I am sorry to cut it short but I sense my brother Nightmare and his group, they are attacking Story-shift right now, Ink, we need to get going” Dream said his arm still out and holding back Blue. 

Ink nodded at Dream's words and looked over at me smiling. "It was nice to meet you Stitches, I hope I see you again someday” 

I nodded at him smiling my mind telling me all the negative things of us not seeing each other and yeah right's he is happy to go went on in my head, Blue waved at me and I waved back as Dream flinched probably sensing my negativity before opening another portal and all three of them went through, Ink looking back once more to wave at me before it closed and I was left standing in my room. I sighed and looked at the time yelling at how fast time flies and ran out of my room, the sounds of my parent's car door shutting in my ears.

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Ink's pov:

That was something new! I thought as I went through the portal. 

Dream and Blue rambled to each other about where in Story-shift Nightmare and his group were, I was thinking to myself my mind racing, I felt a weird pinch where my soul would of been but ignored it though I felt sadness and longing to see Stitches again, Stitches.........

She was really nice to meet and her drawings were amazing! She was a bit insecure about herself and her art I noticed, I bet I can help her not be so hard on herself, no one's art should be hated and her's were very well made! She is very talented! Man she was something, her greyish blue eyes were very pretty to look into, I couldn't stop staring into them and seeing the swirls of grey and blue, her hair was soft, dirty blonde but in the light it looked light and golden and it went down her back stopping midway, that giant oversized black hoodie made her even more adorable, I loved to watch her hide in it and practically vanish into it, she had such a pretty smile her eyes crinkled a little when she smiled, that voice of hers.....that was beautiful to hear I really hope- 

“Ink!? Did you hear me!?!” I snapped out of it looking up at Dream, 

“Huh?” I asked hearing Blue chuckle next to me,

“I said my brother and his group are right over there with a few monsters held hostage......I've been saying that to you three times why didn't you answer?” he looked at me concerned.

“I was.......thinking......” I said confused as to why I wasn’t paying attention. 

“Uh-huh~” Dream smirked looking at me, 

I forgot he can sense other's emotions. 

I quickly shook my skull and looked behind the snowbank me, Dream and Blue were behind and nodded to myself: I will meet Stitches again and I'm not gonna forget.

I wrote something down on my scarf and nodded to Blue and Dream and we got ready to battle Stitches still in my mind. 

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Done I hope this is okay @selfshipperapproved

#Ink Sans SelfShip #sanship #fanfic #this probably sucks

[artificialqueens]

I Can't Love You (Biadore, Adore/past relationship) - doctor bitchcraftt

How long does it take to stop loving someone?  Bianca wishes she had an answer for Adore.

I don’t think that I ever got over you

How many guys do I have to break in order to?

We hear the best way to get over is to under, but you’re the cloud crashing loud in this London thunder

Now my eyes match these December skies

I’ll be fine, It takes time, You were mine

In my head I cant stand in your truth

I’m wasting all my 20’s still loving you

A/N: Sweet and a little sad, based on Adore’s December 2018 tweets about getting over an anonymous someone.  Ends with Biadore in bed.  Non-AU.  Xoxoxoxo, bitchcraftt.

********

“Hey B, can I ask you something?"  Adore’s question came from the other side of the couch and took a moment to register with Bianca as different from her nonsensical chatter to Sammy and Dede.

"Sure."

"How long does it take to get over someone?”

Quietly, Bianca closed the book in her lap and rearranged herself to lean over the back of the couch.  Adore was still sitting cross-legged on the floor with Dede in her lap and an unusually pensive expression.

“Depends on who and how long and how the breakup happened."  It wasn’t a deliberate attempt to avoid the question, although her brain tossed out at least four ways to change the subject ranging from subtle to blatant.

"It’s…” Adore drew in a slow breath, staring down at the sleeping dog as if the answer would be apparent there.  She shrugged.  “Nevermind, forget about it.”

Pressing Adore for an answer would likely result in her actively diverting the conversation, so Bianca turned back towards the coffee table and re-opened the book with a noncommittal noise of agreement.  While her hands turned the pages on automatic, her mind spun into overdrive trying to fit together the non-sequitur.  

A few minutes later, Adore set Dede on her bed and stepped over the gate to come around the couch.  She didn’t plant herself next to where Bianca was pretending to read, casually invade her personal space, or mention being hungry, which would have been expected.  Instead, she wandered over to the windows, leaning on the glass and drumming her fingers to the beat of an unheard song.

Bianca was used to quicksilver changes in mood and conversation, but experience meant she knew Adore usually spoke whatever was on her mind.  Especially between the two of them (or four, counting the C and D of season six).  Generally speaking, she would be more than happy to drop a subject when Adore’s train of thought derailed (or changed to a completely non-parallel track).  Right then though, something about the way she was fidgeting suggested that there was more to it than a passing half-idea.  As far as Bianca knew there hadn’t been any changes in Adore’s relationship status, so it probably wasn’t anything recent.  And if it wasn’t recent, she wasn’t sure what part of lunch out and playing with the dogs might have brought it up to begin with.

She watched Adore’s lips move, silently speaking.  Unfortunately, Bianca was at the wrong angle to even try to decipher what she might be saying.  With a sigh, she gave up all pretense of reading, setting the book aside and joining Adore at the window.

“Sometimes I wanna erase everything.”  

The quiet statement hung in the air between one breath and the next, and Bianca found herself at an uncharacteristic loss for words.

“…talk to me?”

Adore shook her head, but nonetheless turned away from the window to face her fully.  

“Nothing.  Just…been writing, and some stuff keeps coming up.  Like the same old shit that you just want to get over or past or whatever, but it keeps following you?”

“Yeah.  It does.”  

Bianca understood far too well.  She might be almost a decade and a half older, but she wasn’t immune to it either.  Part of her knew that the nonstop work was a way to deflect and distract, taking refuge in her safe place - on the stage.

“Sometimes I want to unfeel something, you know?”  

“Yeah,” Bianca repeated, “I do.”

********

The remainder of the daylight slipped away between them in silence, Adore lost in thought and Bianca ostensibly on her phone, although she couldn’t keep herself from looking up every time Adore shifted.  Silence between them was usually a comfortable thing, and she did her best to respect it this time.  

They ordered in Thai for dinner, and after cleaning up the empty boxes Bianca finally gave in to the urge to address the elephant in the room (Darienne jokes aside).  

“Talk to me, pussyface?” Her voice was barely above a whisper, as if speaking too loudly would break the fragile something Adore was trying to manage.

“Still not over him.”  Adore sounded equal parts defeated and frustrated.  “It’s fucking with my brain today.”

Bianca didn’t insult their friendship by pretending not to know exactly who and what she was referring to.

”There’s no time limit on it.”  

Scooting closer, she wrapped an arm around Adore’s shoulders where she was laid out on the chaise.  

Behind the devil-may-care exterior, Adore felt things even more deeply than it appeared on the surface.  That same vulnerability that hypnotized audiences when she was on stage translated into an equally deep capacity for hurt.

“It makes great lyrics, but every time I think I’ve written it out of me, it’s still there.  I’m tired of it, B.”  Adore reached up to entwine their fingers, seemingly engrossed in examining the chipped black nail polish.

“Like I’m so lucky to wake up every day into doing this life.  This is what I want to do, and I hate that that isn’t enough.  It feels so fucking ungrateful.”

“It’s not you being ungrateful, it’s what you’re feeling.“ Bianca sighed and rested her cheek against the top of Adore’s head.  “I’m not gonna give you some bullshit line about learning and moving on, because you’re not that dumb.

“Anyone who tells you that you can control what you’re feeling is a liar.  And,” she added, “I can tell you that you can’t drink it away.  Still there when you’re sober.”

”I don’t want to love him anymore.”

Bianca squeezed her hand.  

“I know.”

********

The dogs were long since asleep when Bianca checked the time.  

“Sleepy yet?”  

Adore didn’t look particularly tired, but it was a fair question.  They’d gone through a decent amount of vodka, although not enough that Bianca was concerned with her ability to navigate down the block only half awake.

“Can I stay?”  The echo of the oft-used phrase when traveling together brought the smallest ghost of a smile.

”Course you can.  M’tired though.”

Nodding, Adore released her hand and Bianca stood, feeling her back protest at the hours spent slouched.

After checking that the alarm was set and brushing her teeth (she’d heard Adore using mouthwash in the other bathroom), Bianca wasn’t surprised to find her already in bed.

She settled under the covers and switched off the light, patiently waiting for Adore to decide if she needed the comfort of touch or just wanted to share the covers.

”Thank you.”  Adore’s voice came from a foot away on the pillow.

”Hmmmm?”

“For you know.  Not telling me I’m stupid.”

“Bitch.  Of course you’re a stupid queen sometimes.  Just not about this.”

“And not being weird about this.” The glow of the phone screen illuminated Adore’s quirked lips.  “I’m gonna stay up a bit.”

Bianca hmmm’d in agreement, then turned on her side to face her, confused. “Weird about what?”

“This.”  Adore made gesture with her free hand that looked like a cross between a one-arm shrug and pointing down at the duvet.  “You know, not being judgy and stuff.”

” ‘Stuff’?”  She wasn’t usually the one late to the party in catching on.

“Like if I posted where we are, people would freak out about it.”

”…in L.A.?”

Adore set her phone down on the bed.  “You.  Me.  Bed together.”

Bianca was really beginning to feel like Adore was having a different conversation.  “We share all the time?  Who gives a fuck about it?”

”You know.  The fans and stuff.”

Rolling the rest of the way over, she lifted her head off the pillow just enough to squint in Adore’s direction.  “I’m not explaining anything to a bunch of idiots on social media.  None of their business anyway.”

Adore was silent long enough that Bianca wondered if she’d fallen asleep.  Then, “Love you.”

”I love you too,” she mumbled into the pillow. “And don’t post anything if I don’t have a shirt on.”

#rpdr fanfiction #bianca del rio #adore delano #biadore #hurt/comfort #canon compliant #doctor bitchcraftt #song fic

[annerbhp]

What’s your writing process like?

A hot mess.

No, seriously. It’s a complete mess, but it’s my mess, tailored to me perfectly, and I think that’s the big battle with writing–coming up with a system that works for you, and being able to deal with it and modify when it stops working for you.

Here are my current eleven painful steps to writing a fic:

1. Conception - I daydream a lot. Like, while I’m falling asleep at night, while I’m doing the dishes, taking a shower, commuting to work, running an errand, sitting through boring meetings, I’m constantly running scenes and imagining snippets in my head. This is usually when a new story idea hits me. So I daydream about it for a long time. I start collecting emotions and visualizing moments. A lot of ideas die at this point, getting lost in the chaos of life or just not capturing my attention long term. The ones that do though, eventually crystallize enough that I feel compelled to start actually writing it down.

2. The Mad Scramble - At this point, I open a document and word vomit. It’s a scramble, to try to purge all those various imaginings and scenes and snippets of dialog and feelings and just get them down as fast as possible before they fade or I forget them. Totally out of order, totally unconnected, just vomit, vomit, vomit. Interspersed with brainstorming, since most of my stories are AU, I’ll just write long narratives of where are we, what has changed, why, and often the ideas change and evolve as I am writing them down. That doesn’t make sense, what about this instead? What would happen if that happened? In this phase I try very hard not to edit myself. I always know I can come back later and massage and edit. Again, a lot of stories die in this phase. Or fizzle out and get chucked back in the writing file as another idea starts taking over my daydreaming.

3. Rough Skeleton - After a lot of word vomiting, I usually pull back a bit to try to wrest some sort of logical order. Usually this just means shifting things around so there is a Point A: where the story starts, a Point B: what is the big dramatic beat where conflict erupts?, and a Point C: where are we when it ends? Often these specific three scenes are the first to get written, even if never in their final form. This starts to crystallize the overall journey of the fic. What is the plot change? What is the emotional change? What is the character change? And since I write mostly ship fic: how has the relationship evolved by the end? This is usually the point I can start imagining titles, which lets me know that I kind of know what the point of the fic is.

4. Useless Puttering - Now I descend back into my favorite past time: daydreaming. I imagine scenes, once again totally out of order, but that fill in between Point A and Point B, and Point B and Point C. Other important beats get established. I just dream up dialog and scenes and imagine emotions, and things just happen. Some of them get down on paper again. Not necessarily in their final place, but I get the most important dramatic beats in between the main points. The story is now full of unhelpful notes like: Have Hermione show up here and say something that makes Harry think about blah blah. Or, don’t forget that Ron is still mad at Ginny here. Was blah blah ever explained? And my least favorite placeholder: kissage. Stuff I will go back later and deal with but don’t want to now. I pretty much let myself write whatever the hell I want at this phase (the ‘good’ bits), knowing I can come back to things later. Momentum is too important here.

5. Rereading - Now comes the phase I get stuck in endlessly. At this point, I start obsessively rereading what I’ve already written. On a good day, that means I will start editing and filling out and toning some things down (my first word vomit versions are usually over-the-top DRAMATIC), pulling threads through the fic as I go along, making sure the emotional beats are going in a believable and satisfying way. Chapters start to form if there are going to be chapters. But more often than not I just re-read and re-read with very little changes. This is another big stall out point for me.

6. Walk Away - With almost every story at this point I feel the need to walk away from the story. I get bored with it after re-reading it so many times. I get frustrated. I run out of ideas and I generally stop caring about it. I have to admit, quite a few stories die at this point. And sometimes for good reason. (This is also where I start whining to people who are kind enough to listen, as I am sure @bethanyactually and @weatheredskies and @runawaymarbles can attest.) This is a really good point to put it away and just ignore it. My daydreams go somewhere else (and inevitably this is where my next story is born). When I was writing The Changeling and hit this point, this is where the majority of the Armistice Series was born. When I was stalled out on pick it up, this is where my coffeehouse AU was born. It’s good palette cleanser. Sometimes this lasts a few days, a week, a month. For The Changeling that one time, it lasted A YEAR. (Though there were other Real Life considerations influencing that as well.) I fill out a lot of memes at this point. Get caught up with asks and comments. I read other people’s fic.

7. Hello, Old Friend - If I’ve been away long enough, coming back to the story for a fresh re-read is like coming home to an old friend. Hey, this isn’t as bad as I thought! I really like this bit here. And this new wave of energy comes up. I start daydreaming again, I re-read and modify as I go, and the story starts to fill in more and more. I start getting antsy to share it with people. I might give small snippets to my long-suffering friends who listened to all my complaining.

8. Pen and Ink - At some point the second honeymoon ends, and I start getting frustrated with the document, feel overwhelmed trying to wrap my brain around things. Depending on the size of the story, this might be post-it notes and outlining time, where I use color coded paper and/or pens to make sure there is balance between narrative POVs and plots and themes and whatever threads are being dragged through the fic. I will also hit a point when I can’t edit on the computer anymore and I print out a chapter. I will take that chapter with me to a coffee shop, pull out obnoxiously garish pens, and write all over it. This is how I know I am very nearly there. I will scribble that print out to death. I take a break again here, and then come back and input the edits on my computer. Sometimes the process has to be repeated, but more often than not, the chapter is now in rough draft format.

9. Betas Are a Writer’s Best Friend - At this point I upload the chapter/story to a google doc to share with a beta. For Armistice, I am spoiled enough to have four (!!) people looking at chapters for me right now. One is a literal Squee Beta. She reads it and squees at me and helps me believe that it is not complete garbage. Another is a beta who is very willing to completely disagree with all my life choices, which I find hugely helpful because I have to justify my choices and admit when I’m being lazy–this often leads to disgruntled rewrites that make the story better. My two original betas are great at not just grammar (which boy do I need) and catching mistakes here and there, but discussing character beats and plot points, and asking me questions, and being endlessly willing to just talk about the story with me. (How are there people this awesome that exist?)

10. Final Edits - Sometimes the final edits are painless, but often there is some melodramatic whinging on my part at this point and some rewrites, as I battle the need to just be done with it and getting it done right. Though I am also known for sitting on a final draft far too long. Like, maybe not making a single change for a week, but still not just POSTING it. Again replying to asks and getting caught up on comment replies is my best stall tactic. (hmmmm…)

11. Posting - I usually do this when I am completely sick of the chapter/story. That lets me know I am done. I am no longer daydreaming about that part of the story. I don’t want to talk about it anymore. It becomes this immutable canon-like thing in my head that can’t be changed anymore. So, I post it. And then spend the next day a total and complete wreck as I wait for validation of some sort. If I’m lucky, I get some, ride a high for a few days, and then back to Step 5 for the next chapter, because, boy, if they liked that, I can’t wait to share this next bit with them.

The End

#writing process #i'm a mess #and not stalling out in my process right now #what about this ridiculously long answer would make you think that? #i don't hate chapter five at all #nope #aaaaaaaaaaaaggggghghhhh

[junqkook]

Don't worry about hurting people's feelings! I'm sure they'd understand and if they take it badly and retaliate with aggression that just means it would've gotten ugly later on. Besides ur so n ice and pleasant I doubt you'd be harsh on em. -🌊 (and also what's this new jungoo fic I'm hearing about HMMMM)

trUE ily thank you for sending this akhdsjahds i just feel a lil bad bc i don’t want anyone to feel bad about not getting picked :—( since there’s been quite a few applications, i think when i narrow it down i’m gonna add another step to pick my lil handful to make sure our styles and whatnot match when editing :D

aLSO YES AKHDSJAHD i actually have 3 main fics i’m working on rn that i wanna write first. two are jungoo and one is the yoongi night world fic! the hardcore jungkook fic tho might take a backseat since it’s mostly (flithy) smut and i can’t write that while i’m fasting RIP but soon,,, SOON!! the other is a surprise au hehe so i won’t reveal what it is yet; i have a feeling it’s also gonna end up being a super long fic with lots of worldbuilding so it might also take a while to get posted bUT OOF

#🌊 anon #fictalks #bangtanonymous #asks #lyannarrates #yarambles

[lovelyyyoongi]

Okay that‘s it. THATS. IT. I‘M NEVER GOING TO SLEEP ANYMORE I ALWAYS MISS YOU DOING COOL STUFF I‘M FEELING SO BETRAYED BY THE TIME ZONES RIGHT NOW. THE LIMERENCE CHAPTER OMG, I GET WHAT YOU MEANT WITH „TIMING“ HSKDKFK AND ABOUT THESE MUSES POSTS, I LOVE THIS IDEA SO MUCH AND I‘M SO SHKDKDK BC I WASN‘T AWAKE WHEN YOU DID IT BUT I SAW YOUR POST ABOUT DOING IT AGAIN TONIGHT SO I‘LL LEAVE A FEW QUESTIONS LATER (oh god that‘s a lot of caps sorry)

ooOOH and I almost forgot to say this but I am absolutely in LOVE with strong woman do bongsoon and I actually just watched it the second time a few weeks ago and noW YOU‘RE MAKING ME WANNA WATCH IT A THIRD TIME ABKSNDMY YES I‘D LOVE TO SEE AN AU BASED ON THAT AAAAH

AND NOW I‘M THINKING ABOUT WHO OF THE BOYS WOULD FIT THE CHARACTERS THE MOST and I think Yoongi might be the most similar to Minhyuk? Just because they both whine quite a lot (like minhyuk pretending to be dYiNg from that shot) but also maybe Jin? He totally got that rich CEO vibe hmmmm

AAAAAAH I JUST THOUGHT ABOUT WABFF TODAY AND NOW IT HAS 2K NOTES? AAAAH IT WAS SUCH A GOLD FIC, MAYBE EVEN MY FAVORITE, I REALLY REALLY LOVED IT

OMG NO PLS YOU NEED YOUR SLEEP AHHHH!!! I’ll do some of my muse asks in the future earlier in the day so ppl in other timezones can get involved!! Hehehe and yes Jungkook’s timing is impeccable, isn’t it? 

I LOVE THAT SHOW SO MUCH ITS PROBS UNHEALTHY SAKLSJD salkjdsa lmao I see Jin as Minhyuk def idk he just gives off those vibes BUT I DEF SEE YOONGI TOO ASLDKJSD.

YEs!!! I CANT BELIEVE IT TBH BUT AHH “Gold fic” plsssss :”))))

[lordzuuko]

cathrel my dude. you can’t just leave me hanging like that....how did youtuber sheith meet for the first time irl. and, even more importantly, how exactly did they get together? i want details and smooches xD

[Youtube AU] Part 1 | Part 2

How shirothepaladin met keithdrawsshit for the first time 

Month 01. After binge-watching all Shiro’s live reactions on his speed paintings, Keith couldn’t help but shake his head in amusement.

keithdrawsshit: You’re utterly ridiculous. You know that, right?shirothepaladin: whaddya mean?keithdrawsshit: You didn’t have to watch my videos just because I drew you. However, I was entertained. Thank you for wasting 2 hours of my life.shirothepaladin: ur welcome :Dkeithdrawsshit: *you’reshirothepaladin: whatever mr grammar 

Month 02. Shiro woke up to a notification that Keith liked a video of his.

shirothepaladin: am i dreaming?keithdrawsshit: Depends.shirothepaladin: u liked!! my spider-man!! homecoming!! discussion!! video!!!keithdrawsshit: I love Spider-Man. Also! Stop! Talking! Like! This!shirothepaladin: i do what i want. also keith, are you still up for a kitty playdate?keithdrawsshit: Oh. You were serious about that? lmaoshirothepaladin: I’m always serious. keithdrawsshit: Oh no. You typed a proper sentence. GASP. shirothepaladin: u know what? nvrmind. you’re such a shit.keithdrawsshit: It’s in my name. I’m glad you finally noticed. :)

Month 03. They’d been chatting so often that it became one of the things Shiro looked forward every time he went home. 

shirothepaladin: guys emergency meetinglanceylance: what what what whatshirothepaladin: i think i have a little bit of a crush on keithdrawsshitpidgeoto: omfg i did NOT expect that at ALL. loljk. it was inevitable shiro boy. all you’ve done is watch his videos like 5 times—EACH.shirothepaladin: he’s really good at what he does, pidge.Allurababy: We know, Shiro. But it’s like you’re… what’s the word?Hunkules: Obsessed I believe is the word you’re looking for, babe. Allurababy: Thank you, darling. shirothepaladin: I AM NOT.lanceylance: DUDE JUST ASK HIM OUT JESUS CHRISTshirothepaladin: I don’t even know if he’s into guys?pidgeoto: You’ll never know until you ask him! Right now, all we know is that his cat is the love of his life. Which basically implies, he’s as lonely as you are.shirothepaladin: we don’t know that. he could be engaged. probably.lanceylance: JUST ASK HIM TO HANG OUT AS BROS.shirothepaladin: I don’t want him as a bro. :(

After staring at Keith’s chatbox, Shiro took a deep breath and began typing.

shirothepaladin: are you open to hanging out?keithdrawsshit: Right now? I don’t mind. Balmera station at 3? I’m thinking of doing some shopping anyway.

shirothepaladin: shit shit shit shit he said balmera station at 3 because he’s thinking of doing some shopping. WHAT DO I DO?lanceylance: hmmmm. this is probably some code or something. it’s definitely a code for a date.Hunkules: Yeah, 100%. Allurababy: You better dress up nicely, love. First Dates are nerve-wracking!lanceylance: don’t wear your stupid hoodies! wear a coat!!Allurababy: It frames your beautiful jaw perfectly, babe. pidgeoto: Has anyone ever thought maybe—JUST MAYBE—Keith really is JUST shopping? Hunkules: LOL Don’t be ridiculous, Pidge! pidgeoto: I hate this chat. 

It turned out, Pidge was right. 

Shiro was waiting by the station, looking around for someone that looked somewhat like Keith. They never met in person, so this was the first time for the both of them. He was getting nervous by the second, he didn’t know what to say to him, or worse, he didn’t know where to take him! His inner battle with himself was disrupted when someone waved their hand in front of him.

Keith: You look rather dressed up? You going on a date later with someone or something? *smiles kindly*

Shiro’s mind short circuited. Keith was just… so different in person. He looked soft despite his sharp facial features and Shiro couldn’t stop staring at him. 

Keith: *worried* Dude, you alright? You’re spacing out, man.Shiro: *blinks repeatedly* Uh, yeah. Sorry. Keith: *steps back* *squints* You are Takashi, right? Shirothepaladin?Shiro: *melts* Yeah, I’m Takashi. Keith: *nods* Cool. Well, c’mon now. There’s the art store I was heading to. *points* *starts walking*Shiro: Well, aren’t you cute? You really are going shopping.Keith: *looks back* *confused* Isn’t that what I said? 

Month 04. They finally had that kitty playdate at a park. They were both sat on the grass with their kittens, while Keith drew.

Shiro: Four months, Keith. FOUR MONTHS!Keith: You’re being dramatic, Shiro. *rolls eyes fondly* I gotta make sure the owner of Skittles isn’t a shady person. I don’t want someone to hurt Mewtwo. A kitty owner to another, surely you know how I feel. *Skittles settles on Keith’s leg* Hey, baby girl. *rubs her head*Shiro: Skittles likes you. *smiles*Keith: I’m a cat whisperer. Freelance. Shiro: *rolls eyes* Sure. *Skittles goes back to Shiro to sit beside Mewtwo* So, what’s Mewtwo’s story? Anything interesting?Keith: *stops doodling* I found her in a box along with her siblings in a dumpster. It was flooding really bad and I heard some meowing. I tried to save all of them but only Mewtwo survived. *Mewtwo cuddles Keith* Ever since then, we’ve been inseparable. *clears throat* I call it love at first sight. *picks her up and plants a kiss* She’s everything to me. Shiro: *smiles softly at Keith* For a long time I thought Skittles was a male. Not until I bathe her. That was when I found out.Keith: *turns to Shiro* What?!Shiro: I was looking for her peepee, Keith! *picks up Skittles and shows her belly* I thought I scraped it out! I was in panic mode because how the hell did I remove her genitals?!Keith: Dude, what the hell? 

Suddenly, Keith was just laughing so hard and Shiro couldn’t help but grin so wide. The guy was literally on the floor (grass for this matter) and it seemed like he couldn’t breathe anymore. 

Well, shit. Shiro was in love.

Month 05. Shiro was sure. Very, very sure of his feelings. He might as well face it and tell Keith already, hoping he’d feel the same way. So, he asked him if they could meet up and have a playdate again. 

He told him. Shiro told Keith he liked him.

Keith: Shiro, what’s your sexual orientation? *asks calmly while playing with Mewtwo’s paws*Shiro: Uh… I’m bisexual. Keith: *nods* Okay. Answer me truthfully. How important is sex to you?Shiro: *taken aback* *blinks repeatedly* Uh, well, as much as the next guy, I guess? *shuts eyes* I mean, yeah. It’s important. *peeks one eye at Keith*Keith: *smiles sadly* Thought so. I’m a sex-repulsed asexual and I don’t think that’s gonna work out after all. *gets up and gathers Mewtwo*Shiro: *surprised* *looks up* Wait, Keith! Where are you going?Keith: *looks back* I’m leaving? *raises an eyebrow* You don’t want to be in a relationship with a sex-repulsed ace, right?Shiro: *gasps* What? You mean you like me? Too?Keith: Yeah. *shrugs* Of course. *confused* Why wouldn’t I like you?Shiro: Oh my god. *grins* *jumps up* *tackles Keith into a hug* You like me!Keith: *stumbles backward* *Mewtwo jumps down* Dude! Chill!Shiro: *leans away* *smiles at Keith* You like me. I like you. Isn’t that great?Keith: I guess… so? Shiro: So, can I ask you to be my boy—Keith: Didn’t you hear what I just told you a while ago? *raises eyebrow*Shiro: I did, yeah. You’re a sex-repulsed ace. *smiles* *smile falters* Oh… is… is my bisexuality a problem? I mean, I don’t mind. I’m not after you because I want you in my bed, Keith. I think you’re amazing and just overall wonderful. You just make me happy, you know? You’re so talented and I bet Dreamworks would be thrilled to have you in their team. And—Keith: Okay, shut up. *covers Shiro’s mouth with his hands* Just.. shut up.Shiro: *eyes widens* Are you blushing? Is Keith Kogane blushing? *smirks*Keith: Shut up. Shiro: Okay. But I can’t help it that I made keithdrawsshit blush.Keith: *rolls eyes* Can you… give me time to think about this?Shiro: Of course. *smiles softly* Take all the time you need. Keith: Thanks. Well, I’m heading home now. So. *points to the station*Shiro: Do you want me to accompany you—Keith: No! No, it’s fine. I just need to… *takes a deep breath* think.Shiro: *stops* Okay. Well, goodnight, Keith. *smiles*Keith: Goodnight, Shiro. *waves*

Month 08. Shiro noticed that Keith hadn’t posted any videos in a month and he was beginning to worry. Sure, they still chatted once in a while, but not like back then. It lessened so much that Shiro felt like he ruined their friendship.

keithdrawsshit: Meet me at that art shop in 10?shirothepaladin: ok

Shiro grabbed his coat and went out. The walk to the art shop only took him 5 minutes since it was very near his place. He was freezing as it already started to snow. The nearer he got to the shop, the more ridiculous he felt that he thought Keith would wait outside. So he went into the store and began looking for the younger boy. He found him bending down, looking at some paint brushes.

Shiro: Keith. Keith: *looks up* Oh hey. You’re just in time. Which do you think would be great? The black one or the red one? *shows Shiro the brushes*Shiro: I think red looks perfect for you.Keith: Thought so too. *smiles* *stands up and walks around*Shiro: So, um, was there anything you wanted from me or something?Keith: Oh right! I wanted to give you something. *opens his bag and gives Shiro a wrapped board* Open it.

Shiro unwrapped the thing and it revealed the digital art Keith drew of him on that video.

Keith: Sorry, it took a while for me to give you a copy. I wasn’t sure if you really wanted it. But I just thought, hey, why not? Also, no frame. You’d—Shiro: —have to do that yourself, man. That’s some expensive shit. Keith: *laughs* You remember my message?Shiro: *smiles* Keith, thank you—Keith: You’re welcome. Also, *takes a deep breath* I know it’s been three months and I’ve been thinking about it, but I think I might give us a try. That is, if you still like me. But if not, it’s totally cool, too. Just thought I’d—Shiro: *wraps Keith into a hug* Yes. Yes, I’d still love to give us a try. Keith: *returns the hug* *whispers* Sorry, I took so long.Shiro: *shakes head* No, no. I did say take all the time you need. I’m just glad you’re giving me a chance.

Month 10. Their first kiss. Shiro stayed the whole afternoon at the Kogane’s. They were bathing Skittles and Mewtwo at the backyard and everything was a mess. 

Keith’s Mom: Boys, snacks are ready in case you’re hungry!Keith: Be right there, Mom! Shiro: I sure hope it’s your Mom’s chocolate bread pudding. Keith: She always makes that when you visit. *chuckles* You never eat anything else. *shakes head* *takes Mewtwo* Now, now, Your Highness. Calm down. Be like Skittles, she’s just sitting there, all calm and collected. 

Keith was trying to dry the kittens when suddenly, Mewtwo jumped at him causing him to fall on his back down on the grass.

Keith: You little devil. *laughs*

Suddenly, Skittles followed and two kittens were on top of Keith.

Keith: Oh, no. I’m defeated by two beautiful kittie warriors. The dragon is now dead. *dramatically makes dying sounds* Shiro: *smiles* Not for long! *joins in and leans down to give Keith a quick peck on the lips*Keith: *opens eyes*Shiro: Was that okay? Keith: Definitely okay. *smiles* *pulls Shiro down for another kiss*

Month 11. Shiro posted another video.

Shiro: So, this video is a bit different but! I’m just so excited to show you what Keith drew this time! *takes out a canvas* *shows a painting of Skittles and Mewtwo as dragon warriors* *sniffles* I think this is just Keith’s best work, don’t you think? *laughs* Also, I’m happy to announce that I finally framed this beauty. *leans away from the cam to show Keith’s first drawing of him on his wall* *gets up and places the kitty painting beside the drawing* My room is becoming a gallery of keithdrawsshit. It’s ridiculous. *shakes head*Keith: *from another room* I HEARD THAT!  Shiro: Fucking ace artist. *ok sign* Subscribe to him! I’ll post a link below!

#red-paladin #ask #sheith #youtube au #it's so friggin long i have no control so it's under cut sdkfhksjdf #ahhhh #in which pidge calls shiro ''shiro boy'' and allura calls everyone ''babe'' ''love'' ''darling'' lmao