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i wanna draw a little modern day au thing.... theyre taking Scratch for a walk :3
#bg3#bg3 astarion#bg3 halsin#bg3 tav#tav#astarion#halsin#baldur's gate 3#baldur's gate iii#baldurs gate fanart#i wanna write a fic but i'm not having any ideas...
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So like a normal person I got kind of curious and looked at the names of the petrified drow so I could try looking for possible name meanings, but I'm no drow expert. I could only look at the Drow Names site and hope for any similarities. These are my best guesses:
Dhourn (Dhaun: infested, plague. Houn: magic, trail, way)
Izwae (izz: hidden, mask, masked. Wae: heir, inheritor, princess)
Moy (May: beautiful, beauty, silver. Mol: blue, storm, thunder, wind. oj: aura, cloak, hide, skin)
Arcagh (word arc: curve, bow. Akor/Alak: beloved, best, first. agh: breaker, destruction, end, omega)
Tecothy (like Timothy? Teb: blade, sharp, sword)
Artimezt (Inspired by Artemis maybe? zt: finder, hunter)
Important to note that some of the similar words/names I found and used here are the feminine versions, and I remember seeing a detailed post somewhere in which someone took Kar'niss' name and tried to translate it, in which they also mentioned what it means if a male drow uses a feminine name version, but I forgot...
#drowposting#bg3 drow#dnd drow#my personal favourite has to be arcagh#that's a great name lmao#like gagging and exclaiming “argh!”#i rlly wanna write a fic with these guys some day :(#no idea what but i'm kinda getting attached#why am i always like this#i always pick out some npcs that barely have any lines or info about them#and then get sorta obsessed#maybe because it's fun to interpret?#like it's fun to take a character with barely any info and just make up your own shit based on the little info you have#anyway i'm super normal about this
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Sora and Riku are SO...
Soriku is an emotion all its own for me. I can't describe it. Like shipping something is a feeling, yeah? Like it's dopamine, it's serotonin, it's "I like this. Looking at them together makes me feel the Good Feeling."
But I can't describe the way Sora and Riku are...unique to that for me. It's this unique concoction of brain chemicals I can't put a name to. Nothing else feels like them. When they're in my brain, when they curl up and make a home there, it's just...completely indescribable. It just... I don't know, guys, I don't KNOW.
It's like-- Okay, as a writer, inspiration is also a unique emotion. It's not just "oh i had an idea" it's just this sudden flooding of "Oh, I can do anything." A passion, but different.
Soriku is also a unique emotion, something I struggle to articulate. It's like trying to describe the flavor of something in a way that other people can taste it in their mouths just by hearing it.
It's secondhand love, it's home, it's adoration, it's safety, and I know how fucking insane this is coming across, like true obsession, but even saying "I'm addicted, it's a drug," seems too goddamn shallow for what this feeling is. It's not enough.
It's just...them.
#soriku#complete insane rambling#i just have feelings okay#god i wanna write a soriku fanfic now#but i have this huge list of unfinished works i've been trying so hard for the last year to file down#i'm almost finished with two of them#and i want to go back to working on noah after they're done#but i love these boys so much and i think maybe i should change the fact that i've never published any of my fics for them#and the last time i wrote one was like seven years ago minimum#so like no you're not getting any of my old stuff#that's staying in the trunk where it belongs#if i'm gonna write a soriku fic it's gonna be the one i came up with an idea for like a month ago
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hand on my stupid heart flashbacks
this is a No One Knows AU & Full Hazmat AU where Danny ended up in the Ghost Zone & didn't go back into the human world initially because he thought he was dead. by the time he realized he is, in fact, at least half alive, he'd already been missing for at least 2 weeks.
will probs never finish homsh sorry. i wrote this a couple years ago in a haze & just haven't been able to finish it because i can't replicate the style, which i find is what i love about this fic the most. it wouldn't be the same without it.
posting the flashback introsーwhich are meant to be read between chapters/the actual plot, starting after chapter 1ーcuz fuck it. excuse typos & shit, i never properly edited it, as i forgot it existed immediately after i wrote it
original description of homsh: Danny Fenton has officially been missing for over a year. Maddie & Jack Fenton refuse to give up on their son. Sick and tired of the police running them in circles, and the case getting colder by the day, the Fentons turn to their last resortーPhantom.
800~ words (full unfinished fic is 20k~)
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When Danny woke up surrounded by thick, green fog, and couldn’t breathe without swallowing heavy air that was more like water than anything, he was sure he was dead. The portal glowed behind him, illuminating the pitch darkness around him in soft, yellow, warm light.
He almost went back.
Almost.
He was dead. His parents were ghost hunters. They had drilled into his head from the moment he was born that he could never, ever panic in death. That he would accept it. That he would not be scared. So he would be prepared to be brave in the face of death and would not become a ghost.
He panicked. He did not accept it. He was terrified. And so he woke up in the Ghost Zone.
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Danny went back through the portal when he saw some ectopuses acting… strange. Like they had an idea in their heads. Like they had a plan.
Which was weird, with animal ghosts. He had only been in the Ghost Zoneーmom and dad called it that, he rememberedーfor a couple weeks. Or, he had already been there for two weeks. Or maybe time worked differently and he was there five minutes, or four years orー
The ectopuses went through the portal and, despite everything, Danny went after them.
While he was busy reeling at being home, the ectopuses immediately attacked dad. Danny was horrified. Jack was overwhelmed. Danny stepped in, in a moment fueled by sheer adrenaline and stupidity, snatching a Fenton Thermos™ off a shelf and releasing his shaky invisibility. The ectopuses didn’t stand a chance. And when they were safely in the Thermos, he slowly turned around to dad, ready for the confrontation. Ready for the “what happened to you?” and the “where have you been?” and the “we’ve missed you”.
Dad scrambled to shoot at him.
Danny fled.
His parents didn’t recognize him.
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The Lunch Lady attacked when Danny was mourning Halloween.
He’d waited all year. He made a costume that summer. He wouldn’t get to go trick or treating with Sam and Tucker this year. Or any year. For the rest of his lifeーor existence. Whatever.
The Lunch Lady appeared in the school and demanded in straight fury, “Who changed the menu?”
Everyone pointed at Sam.
Danny hadn’t known just how powerful ghosts could be. His parents never told him the specifics. Just that they were dangerous.
This ghost grew and her aura hit him like a hurricane, almost physically pushing him back. It was so strong that the students in the Casper High cafeteria seemed to feel it too.
The Lunch Lady was a much harder opponent than the ectopuses. She levitated meat. She used it as a weapon, and seemed to bring it back to life. She created weird meat creatures that grew sharp teeth and claws out of bones. They were mindless, attacking everything that got too close to the ghost. Danny would have run away without hesitation, if Sam hadn’t been in the crossfire.
Danny fought the Lunch Lady. It was a long struggle, but he caught her in the thermos after over an hour. When he turned to Sam and Tuckerーboth of whom he had to save due to Tucker trying to jump into the fightーall three of them bloody and bruised, he cringed. But a part of him hoped. Desperately.
Surely they would know him on sight.
“Wh-what are you?” Sam gasped at him finally.
Danny flinched as if she had struck him. “J-just… your friendly neighbourhood phantom.”
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Danny didn’t know what possessed him. Oh. Pun not intended.
He just barely caught the Fentons leaving in the GAV, dragging suitcases behind them. He couldn’t help himself. What on Earth were they doing?
They were going to Vlad Master’s mansion for their college reunion.
It was a whole thing. But something was off. Besides all the adults reminiscing about the 80’s.
Danny sensed ghosts immediately but he couldn’t see anything. Unfortunately for him, Vlad could also sense him. It was two days of Danny staying invisible, and Vladーthe halfa? Is that what Danny is?ーtrying to kill Jack. Somehow, Danny managed to fight off Vlad, not turn back, and without the Fentons getting hurt. His secret intact.
VladーPlasmius, also learned about Phantom. And Vlad hated him. The manーghostーwhatever, seemed to only care about one thingーpossession. Of money. Of things. Of people. He was more ghost than Danny had ever seen. Vlad’s obsession was overwhelming.
Danny couldn’t believe someone so much like himself could be so disturbing.
#danny phantom#danny phantom au#danny phantom fanfiction#you know that gif of the wailing emoji dissolving? :Why:?#yeah that's what i do every time i remember i never finished HOMSH while i still had the style in my brain#feel free to steal this idea. please steal this idea. please write it i wanna see this idea so bad but im already writing another 100k+ fic#if y'all want me to post the full fic i can but. it is not finished & most likely never will be. sorry again#i won't lie. the haze i was in was a depressed one. i was. not in a good place At All when i wrote HOMSH#like the only part i remember actually writing was the panic attack scene & that's just barely#i reread the whole fic in the middle of the night months later while listening to Implode Alright by Built by Snow on repeat#yeah i cried. this one is funny but mostly it's just. mourning. grief. the works. it's a vent fic & also a. kind of. wishful fic#like. don't you just wish death wasn't so permanent. don't you wish you could tell them everything you wish you could#don't you wish you could just see them again#i'm actually writing this into a bigger ventier series currently called Let Grief Do Its Work#cuz i rewatched LUCIDS again recently & remembered what HOMSH was originally about. why i was writing it#i'm not calling it HOMSH cuz. HOMSHie is my baby. it's its own thing & i don't wanna ruin the vibes#reluctantly admitting i call an unfinished fanfic i don't remember writing... HOMSHie baby... in my head#yeah i have a cute nickname for my fic. what of it#it's 5am & i think i'll throw up if i think any more about posting unfinished unedited pieces of a fic so i'm going for it. cowabunga#go into the world. get your 2 notes you beautiful animal#*passes out*
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Feeling the urge to write about Geto rn..... idk what to write tho
#{🥴} - bee shitposts#this man has been living rent-free in my mind for over a week at this point#and I'm starting some collab stuff rn too so I'm already wracking my brain for fun fic ideas#but i just. wanna write about suguru#idk what I should write tho like#some texts?#hcs? or just a cute little drabble?#idk if y'all have any ideas pls let me know because the brainrot is strong lol#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#geto#suguru geto#geto suguru
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HALLEJUAH!! I REMEMBERED HOW TO ACTUALLY FINISH WRITING SOMETHING FOR A CHANGE!!
Of course, it's not any of the fics I wanted to finish. I went back to what is essentially my bread-and-butter now and wrote a short-ish, random OrangeHook fluff. But considering how much writing's been a struggle as of late, I'm just glad that I successfully finished something. I was back in one of those stretches where I couldn't seem to write much of anything. And this fic isn't about their age difference or Hook being a cuddlebug, so...progress?
Unless I decide I completely hate it (which is always a possibility) expect something to drop on Valentine's Day, tis the season, after all.
#What is wrong with you Sam you should not be allowed to write#Small victories you know?#Will I ever get sick of OrangeHook?? Apparently not#Can't even remember the last time they interacted on screen but that ain't stopping my brain LOL#On a more serious note - I really do hope that I can get back into the swing of things and make some real progress#On the bigger fics I want to work on#I want to finish the messy angst OrangeHook fic at some point even if it's unlikely to appeal to anyone#Annnnnd deep down in my cold dead heart I still wanna make an honest attempt at that DG Dead Dove fic#Even though that would be even more unappealing + a huge undertaking because that bitch would be loooooooooong#Also I had a slightly less angsty OrangeHook idea recently about them having their first fight and I wanna write that too for some reason#And there's still a part of me that really wants to continue Business/Pleasure because I have soooo many ideas for that AU#But that would require me to get over my inability to write smut#And I don't know how to do that (would appreciate any advice on that if you've got some...)#But at the same time I don't wanna beat myself up for not being able to write much - if anything - most days#This is a hobby after all - it's supposed to be fun#There ain't no deadline and it's not like I'm letting anybody down#Just gotta do at my own place#And write whatever absolute trash I want to write 😈#My tags are always so obsessive like SHUT THE FUCK UP SAM#But if you've actually read all these - hey. Thanks. Love ya 😘
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haha get booped
(otherwise, just wanted to say that I really enjoy your writing style!! Hope you're well <3)
Hey there! Thank you for the boop! I'm gonna be booping you right back! And thank you! That's very kind of you! I'm glad people can enjoy it! Though, I have to admit, I used to have a better writing style back in the day when I wrote full fledged fics! But I'll get there again eventually! But it is what it is! Still, thank you so much! I hope you're doing well as well! I'm doing fine, I've just been really stressed as of late!
#cherry chats#I've actually written the prologue of a fic series I thought I was going to write#it's about the TF141 with a dragon Prince/ss Reader#I haven't gotten far into it yet since i don't have any ideas#but maybe if I write another chapter or two for it I'll post it#I wanna get back my old writing style#it was sort of inspired by Lovecraft#I used to be so proud of my style but now it seems a bit more simplistic and not as eloquent. not sure if I like that#but oh well it is what it is. I'm just gonna keep on writing#but thank you for your kind words! I appreciate them!#have a nice day!!
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I wrote SO MUCH from December to January, like 60k words between those two months, then February rolled around and it slowed down so much! I have so much more I wanna write but I need to finish the next chapter or else I'm just gonna end up with an overly detailed outline for the entire story.
Is this the writers curse, is this why fate decided I was going to be an artist over anything else? This sucks!!
#And the worst part! I haven't been able to draw because I've been trying to write!!!#Like I have 3 fics I wanna make fanart for but because writing takes so much mental effort I just can't draw in between#Im literally hyperfoucusing on the idea of a sentence!!! I'm only writing like a paragraph a day!!!#hirantalkstoomuch#I should've known any long term writing project would've turned out this way with my adhd ass
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I kinda wanted to make webcomics originally but I think that even though I can write and I can draw I don't really have the motivation to make a comic(or even an idea on where the fuck to begin)
But you know what I do have the motivation for? Writing. Aparently. Just open a word document and type. Make a little narrative.
#So yeah I think I wanna write out some yandere Kris content#Not updating the original fic mind you I have no idea how I'm going to connect that to the main game's events#So I'm just gonna write out a different scene in a different doc#eventually#Don't count on it#(Also I really need a name for that AU and if any of y'all have ideas feel free to share)
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How I feel after writing 11,100+ words on just the outlines of 5 unfinished chapters of a fic with even more chapters I haven't put on the doc yet along with two 2,000+ word outlines for two other fics all for a kids show that has 115 episodes and I'm only on episode 12
#yeah I love *insert this new show I'm obsessed with* a normal amount it's okay and I'm totally okay 👍#did I mention I have about 10+ other wips for this show too? I have so many ideas and too small of a crazed brain#I've always loved this gif but I have no idea where it's from so I just grabbed it from a mutuals blog from one of my side blogs#I wish I could put this much passion and craziness back into TUA and my TUA fics but unfortunately I don't know if I can#let's hope I don't burn myself out before any of these even become complete drafts sjdfckadls#normally I'd separate the chapters up onto their own docs but I'm trying something new here#do I even wanna tag fic stuff for this I feel insanse#fanfic writing
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Welcome back to tumblr! Hope you enjoyed your break
It was very stressful. Ended up failing the marking period for English, but not by as much as I was failing before. Could still pull up the overall grade by the end of the semester.
#started writing a fic a few days ago. been a while since ive done that.#so far felix is very out of character but he's only gonna be the focus for the first chapter. plus i might go back and rewrite him.#maybe i should wait until the new chapter comes out tho so it's relevant to updated canon#anyway echos started brainrotting about chris in a /pos way so yeah a lot of my break has been rethinking old analysis#started to notice that he's a lot more fun if i get in the mindset that he's not poorly written he's just literally isaac's antagonist#also my siblings have been hyperfixating on DC so i watched a batman series. i think they're very disappointed in me for choosing batwheels.#snowy best vehicle#. what else#oh ive been doodling a nightmare design#been liking the idea of him and dream not being skeletons but dont wanna draw/write them as their canon human designs#because (if i'm correct) they get those designs at some point later in the story. and i don't want to confuse the timeline like that.#so ive been working on concept sketches for a less human design for them. ive also noticed that them being humans in canon actually#makes a lot of sense because the other guardians don't really have any connection between their species and it can be assumed that#whatever they are exists in the universes/multiverse they're from. so it makes sense for the twins to be humans because the utmv has humans.#. but i also like how they couldn't be given the human forms at first because of the lack of holes.#so the design im working on has gill/stripe-looking vents for the energy to come out of.#also gonna try to add little fire wisps into the design because i love their true forms so much#anyway i dont think there's been more that ive done. other than schoolwork. and watching qsmp.#oh i started working on an animatic. but i do that all the time. it'll be a bigger occasion if i finish one lol.#think im gonna still keep interaction on tumblr to a smaller scale because i wanna keep getting stuff done
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Soo-Won was hiding from a party. His housemates didn’t really need a reason to throw one, but this one was a celebration for the end of fall midterms, which meant more people going harder than an average weekend party, which meant Soo-Won was reading a book in the basement den that was strictly off-limits to anyone not living in the house.
Lili, who had never met a rule she didn’t immediately want to break, was an exception by virtue of being so annoying no one wanted to continue enforcing the rule with her.
As such, Soo-Won did not try to stop her when she burst through the basement door at - he checked his watch - a quarter to one wearing a clearly borrowed shirt that was about four sizes too big for her. Nothing about anything was of his concern, so he simply continued reading about the history of the King Hiryuu mythology in the Fire Tribe.
“Midterms are over,” Lili said, making her way over to where he sat perched on the end of the ugliest yellow couch anyone had ever laid eyes on. It had been around longer than anyone in the house could remember and had seen more things than Soo-Won would care to think about while sitting on it.
“This isn’t for class.”
“That makes it worse. You know that, right?” She took a seat next to him and asked, “What are we reading?”
“We?”
Lili did not dignify his question with an answer. Instead, she draped herself over his shoulder to peek at the page, boneless in the way only alcohol (or really good muscle relaxants) could make one. There was no way she was going to be able to focus on a fairly dry sociological account of one particular subset of the population as wasted as she was.
“Historical non-fiction,” Soo-Won said, fighting off a smile. If he smiled, she would get ideas, which was bad because Lili was the type of person to move forward without any ideas at all. He absolutely could not let her know that her slight weight slumped into his side was warm and comforting because then she might think it was okay to do it again. Which, of course, it was not.
“Fine,” Lili sighed. After a quiet moment, she said, “We don’t really believe in King Hiryuu back home. It’s weird that it’s such a big deal in the Fire Tribe.”
He stood corrected. Even smashed, Lili could keep up with a fairly dry sociological account of one particular subset of the population.
Soo-Won moved to turn the page, but Lili clumsily batted his hand away.
“I‘m not done with the page yet,” she said, impatient and just slightly slurred.
“Alright,” Soo-Won said. “You tell me when you’re done.”
“Don’t patronize me.”
“Are you this demanding with everyone or do you just think I’m a pushover?”
“Everyone,” she said on a yawn. “You’re not special.”
No, he knew that very well. Cursed, maybe. Doomed, almost certainly. But he was nothing special.
“You can turn the page now,” she said. Then, “You smell nice.”
“And you smell like you bathed in stale beer,” he said as he dutifully turned the page for them both.
Her normal scent of jasmine and oranges was heavily masked by whatever keg the guys had gotten their hands on this weekend. It was unfortunate. He quite liked oranges.
“Some doofus spilled all over me. Straight down the front of my shirt. This is Ramaru’s.” Lili plucked at the hem half-way down her thighs. Her jeans underneath appeared to have avoided the spill zone, though there was a stain near her knee that looked like mustard. Soo-Won was pretty sure that was all her own doing, though.
“Ah,” he said.
They lapsed into silence as they read. Predictably, Soo-Won was done before Lili, and his mind wandered while he waited for her to catch up. He began idly planning the clean-up process in the morning, how warm Lili was, his essay for Politics in the Middle East, how soft Lili’s hair felt against his neck. He bet it would feel like silk if he ran his fingers through it. Also he had stat’s homework that was due on Monday and was only half-completed.
Yeah, she was definitely asleep, wasn’t she.
He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and found her eyes closed and mouth fully agape.
Of course.
What am I going to do with you? he wondered as he gently set his book aside, careful movements designed not to disturb her. He could disturb her if he wanted to, though. They didn’t have the sort of relationship where casual touches were, well, ever present. That was how he preferred to live his life: at a healthy distance from everyone else. It would be totally normal for him to wake her up and push her away.
He couldn’t, however, bring himself to do it. Midterms had been stressful for her, and she looked more peaceful than he’d seen her in weeks. She did not look good - her cheeks were splotchy from alcohol, some mascara was smudged beneath her right eye, and a strand of hair had attached itself to the gloss on her bottom lip - but she looked relaxed.
He didn’t want to be the one to take that from her, which was why he held a finger up to his lips when Ramaru opened the basement door moments later.
Ramaru froze, took in the scene, and whispered, “I was looking for her. Is she okay?”
“Just asleep,” Soo-Won answered softly.
“Cool. Party’s dying down. You want me to-” he mimed picking Lili up and carrying her out.
“It’s alright,” Soo-Won said, almost without thinking. “I’ll take care of it.”
Ramaru gave him a thumbs up and left as quietly as he’d come. As the door slipped shut behind him, Lili sighed, stirring. That was all the warning he got before her head tipped off his shoulder. She caught herself instinctively mid-fall with a hand slapped against his knee. Her manicured nails dug in as she sat up with a sharp intake of breath, clearly panicked from almost toppling over into Soo-Won’s lap, forcing Soo-Won to lean back as far as he could to avoid being smacked in the nose by the back of Lili’s head.
“What happened?” Lili asked, looking around, words now horribly slurred from a combination of alcohol and sleep. Waahap’n.
“Uh,” was all Soo-Won could manage for a moment. Everything had happened very quickly. “You fell asleep.”
Lili leaned her forehead against his shoulder again and groaned.
“Room’s spinning,” she said.
Soo-Won tentatively gave her a pat on the head and said, “There there.”
The thing was, he used to be so good at comforting people. He knew people, which made them easy to handle. Lili was just…weird, which made him weird in return. He had absolutely no idea how to deal with her most of the time.
“Gimme five minutes,” Lili said as she lowered herself, this time on purpose, into Soo-Won’s lap, using his thigh as a pillow. Her legs curled up on the other end of the couch, feet tucked up snug against the back cushions. “I’ll go upstairs. Five.” Then, as if it was his fault, she said, “You should be softer.”
And she was borderline incoherent. Great.
Looked like he would be there for a while. At least he had a book to entertain him. Before he picked it back up, though, he tucked the strands of hair that were still firmly attached to her lipgloss behind her ear. The thanks he got was a nose twitch. He discovered her hair was, in fact, just as soft as he imagined it would be.
Well, he thought. This is inconvenient.
#lili/soo won#lili x soo won#i don't remember my tag for them#yona of the dawn#soo won was originally reading dubliners but i don't really have anything to say about joyce except he was a weird bitch#which i guess would be in character for lili to say but i went with a fake book so i could do whatever#i imagine hiryuu as a sort of king arthur situation#anyway i had another idea for this college au in which lili asks if soo won has ever wondered what it's like to kiss someone#soo won: not particularly#lili: me either. except maybe i do sometimes. wanna try?#soo won: not particularly. but don't ask any other guys i'll do it#i think this fic is set after their kiss but i couldn't decide so it's ~ambiguous~#also they met when she broke into a professor's office to get blackmail on him and soo won was like#'this is a bad idea. you're going to get caught' and then gives her all the dirt she needs and she's like 'thanks bro' and then never leaves#he's stuck with her#my fic#this took far too long to write#i think i'm going to take a break after this guy and recharge#liliwon
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for the writing ask meme: 💫🧿💞
💫what is your favorite kind of comment/feedback?:
Longer* comments that say something(s) in particular they liked about the fic~! Though very excited 'AAA!' comments also have a special place in my heart...twin flames~! In general it always strikes me when it's clear the person really enjoyed what they read and felt compelled to say something more than 'cute' or 'liked this' - though I'm grateful I receive any comments at ALL of COURSE!!
*more than a word or three
🧿what steps do you take to not take things personally if a fic doesn't do well, or if your writing/posting/sharing experience isn't going how you'd like it to?
None! I tend to write a lot so I have the luxury of not stewing in it I guess...not to mention the character I write most for is Tuvok who isn't a very popular character (for fanworks) so my expectations haven't ever been sky high. That said I'm always thrilled about the engagement I get! He means a lot to me so any Tuvok loving makes me VERY pleased~!
#the last one was answered already so I didn't include it for any folks wondering!#Q&A#anon#aaa doesn't it make you feel like the most pompous ass imaginable to say you have a favored type of comment?? Who do I think I am??#If a fic doesn't do well I DO get sad btw I just can't dwell TOO much on it bc I have 5 billion other Tuvok ideas to write#I ALSO WANNA TAKE THIS TIME TO SAY!!! THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO ENGAGES WITH MY BLOG AND SENDS ASKS AND REBLOGS MY ART AND LIKES MY RANTS!!#I'm really really happy and grateful that I have a little Tuvok niche where everyone loves this guy...I love him so much#and it makes me VERY pleased that others do too! and like my ideas and stuff...it's very encouraging and it makes every day fun#I will continue to spread the Tuvok gospel <3
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When uh… When you say Steddie is gonna be in the Winter Soldier Au, are we thinking as Falcon or are we thinking he’s Agent Carter? Like are we getting 40’s Steve and Eddie? There’s something dreamy about them in that era. But it would make for the worst angst that Eddie’s super old now…especially because they’re relationship, while budding in the 40s would have needed to be SO hidden, even more than the 80s. I mean it would probably mean they never did share a kiss, or do more than hand hold for brief seconds, unless they recklessly sought out hidden corners and broom closets… they totally would have if they didn’t tiptoe around like Steve and Peggy did.
Oh but then!!! the saved dance would hit SO MUCH HARDER because they would never have been able to dance in public, only tucked away and private, but now Steve is learning about the modern era and finding out they could dance to their hearts content without the repercussions of the 40s, and He wants so badly to dance with Eddie now that it’s ok to do so…
Now I’m in my feels…I want Eddie to miraculously poof into existence in the modern world so they can have their whirlwind romance, but man Agent Carter! Eddie fully in the 40s and is old now hits different. Sweet angst at its finest.
- ficsandfancies :)
oooooh you know actually i wasn't even thinking about that....BUT NOW I AM.
specifically i'm thinking about that scene in The First Avenger when steve gets the shield for the first time and peggy shoots the shield (bc she's jealous lmao)....could totally see that with steve and eddie.
the winter soldier robin au deviates from mcu canon aha😅 BUT now you do have me thinking of like, specific moments in the agent carter series (i used to be obsessed with this series. you can check my agent carter tag on this blog LMAO) but specifically the moment at the end of 1x08 when she dumps steve's blood into the river and essentially lets him go to move on...
unfortunately, the steddie winter soldier au idea that i had was more or less winter soldier derivative. even more so than the winter soldier robin. from the quick notes i jotted down for it, basically, it's a kas eddie type of au where eddie is this 'winter soldier figure.' cue the: "who the hell is eddie?" but instead of a metal arm and a gun, it's a flash of fangs and claws and wings and rotting flesh. but steve's gonna fight for him. he's not gonna lose him again.
that's about all i have written down for the notes of that au, but hopefully i can flesh it out a bit more soon!
(oh, but i am thinking of The Knife Fight from winter soldier but with eddie and steve...hmm)
(again, i don't really write for steddie, but i adore the idea of 'died and came back a little fucked up' vs 'guy who won't give up and puts himself in danger regardless.)
(oh, also also! if you need a great kas!eddie fic, the unforgiven by my awesomely amazingly talented friend alex!! @gothbat99 ! it's the best steddie fic i've ever read and made me want to start writing steddie in the first place so!! pls pls pls go check it out!!)
#got mail!📩#ficsandfancies#also sorry for tagging u alex but the people HAVE to know about ur fic and i cannot stop thinking about it.#kas!eddie#steddie#do i tag this as winter soldier eddie?#winter soldier eddie au#i mean. there is also the idea of like eddie with the metal arm#but i prefer the kas eddie hehe#stranger things#steve harrington#eddie munson#also very sorry to any of my moots who are not steddie shippers i am so sorry!!#i'm really just trying to get a feel for writing different characters#like i wanna write Will and max soon. so. we'll see what happens#asks
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Ain't done this in a while but it's sorely needed because I have had A Week. So, if anyone has any spare serotonin lying around and would like to share, through the form of asks, it would be greatly appreciated.
#Distract me from everything please?#I'll take whatever you got - questions headcanons good news something that made you happy today - anything#Because it's Sad Bitch O'Clock in this household and booooooooooy do I feel completely and utterly alone#And I don't have my usual coping mechanism of writing and silly AU ideas because my motivation has gone all *explosion noise*#Since I'm not into anything AEW's putting out right now so I've got no inspiration#And I can't make myself write any of my OrangeHook ideas since no one cares about them anymore#And my ol' standby copium of that self-indulgent Chricky AU I was writing isn't going anywhere I have made no progress as of late#Because it looks like it's gone from ''Maybe two people will read this but we'll have fun with it at least!''#To ''Nobody is going to read this and I'd just be embarrassing myself so what's the fucking point?''#And of course there's soooooo much non-fic related stuff going wrong currently but I don't feel like boring y'all with any of that shit#...honestly I probably shouldn't have gone a big ol' rant here because come on Sam#If you read all these tags...jeez I'm sorry 😬 But yeah if you wanna help distract me for a brief moment it'd be much appreciated <3#In the meantime I'll just be over here listening to Interpol and questioning all life choices that lead me to this sorry state
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I Do Not Need What My Brain Is Creating Right Now, But Here We Are
#he lp#im just trying to wokr and my brain is saying 'think of this capri au :) look at it :) isnt it interesting dont you wanna read it? :)'#and the answer is YES i DO but i also know it doesn't EXIST which means ud have to WRITE IT and i certainyl dont have TIME FOR THAT#it's also really like angsty and hurt/comfort and soooo overindulgent in some ways#and its so funny cause like the idea of it is smth that id maybe have a hard time reading of someone else wrote it#but my brain seems to be enjoying the idea of it#but im also literally at work and thinking about this#my manager scared me out of my thoughts at one point bc she called me over to ask me about some process or smth#i was so fully lost in the sauce#anyway#I've been writing a doc of random capri aus and fic thoughts just so i could hold on to them for later probably#I'm trying not to get so invested in any of them just trying to keep them as passing thoughts#but well. when i work i think so#shh ac
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