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dreamy (from different types of kisses) + angel baby steve <3
— ivy / @inkluvs
i am realizing now how difficult kisses are to write smoothly lolz. hopefully this is okay <333 | 1.3k gn!reader
“You know, I don’t think you’re actually supposed to aim for my toes when we do this.”
Your head falls to his chest in resignation, a groan of equal sentiment dying out in the cotton of his shirt. Even though his subsequent laughter is genial and bright, your face still burns against him. You’re sure if you stayed there any longer that the searing heat of your cheek would leave a discolored patch on the garment.
“You are such a jerk, I’m trying my best!” You argue, pulling back with your eyes squeezed shut and nose facing the wall to avoid his gaze.
He watches with a wide grin as your expression twists in embarrassment. And though he can clearly see that your eyes are closed, he still ducks and tilts his head to make sure they’re level with his own. His stare is stuck on your eyelids, frantically darting between the two to see if you’ll give him the pleasure of opening them any time soon. He laughs again when he sees your timid smile before you pull your chin to your chest.
“How am I the jerk? I’m the one with a broken foot, here.”
As dramatic as he is, the words carry no real annoyance. He’s fine; his foot is intact and he’ll most certainly live. Still, your palm grows sweaty where it’s clasped with his.
It was a silly idea that he’d proposed. Well, enforced to be more accurate. An off-handed comment — a little muddled by a handful of popcorn in your mouth — about having two left feet made him spring up from the couch and offer his hand. He was absolutely determined to help you practice slow dancing, hyping up his adequate sense of rhythm and decent coordination.
And he’d looked so eager, with fluffy hair and old clothes for pajamas, smiling down at you with a fondness that made it impossible to refuse. You take up his offer with little hesitation, figuring it would be easy enough. Plus, it might be worth it to be this close to him for a while, and he’s thanking you for it in his head.
But a couple of scratchy, romantic records later, and all you have to show for it is an imprint of Steve’s big toe on the sole of your sock-clad foot.
While he’s red in the face from laughter and joy, frustration is pulling the corners of your lips into a frown. Because what should be a romantic scene is a little more difficult for you than you want it to be and you might be getting in your own head about it. Admittedly, you’re taking it a bit more seriously than he is.
“I promise I’m trying,” you mutter under your breath, barely audible as you stare down at your feet to make sure you don’t step on him again.
His brows crease in concern at the change in your demeanor. “I know,” he answers softly. When you don’t look up at him, his arm tightens around your waist to pull you against his frame. A reassuring squeeze is sent to your hand before he’s toying with the promise ring on your fourth finger, smiling as he recalls the matching one on his own. He finishes with a deeper cadence, still just as gently, “I know. I was just messing with you.”
There’s a beat of silence between you before he sighs and halts your swaying completely. He smooths his hand up your back, leaving a line of fire across your spine with his blunt nails until they end up at the nape of your neck. Meanwhile, the hand that’s wrapped in yours is guided to his torso, prompting you to hold onto him there instead. All for the greater purpose of cradling your face in his hands.
He knows you too well. A promise of love shines in his eyes as they catch the subtle annoyance hidden in the creases of your face. The softness of his smile, his touch, is a manifestation of that promise and it has you taking a particularly hefty breath to calm the chaos in your chest.
“Hey, you’re doing fine. Promise. Stop worrying that pretty little head of yours.” He looks you in the eye the entire time, rubbing his thumbs over your cheeks to emphasize his final point. And maybe being this close to him was a bad idea because you’re afraid your knees are going to buckle at his attentiveness.
And the fear becomes even more prominent when you spot his eyes dip down to your lips just for a split second before returning. You can feel your heart jump into your throat and the gooey smile being pushed onto your face before you can restrain it. He mimics the same expression, as if it’d be any help to your current state. You’re so out of it, you barely hear him ask, “Wanna keep trying?”
“You make me nervous.”
He blinks. “Me? Why do I make you nervous?”
“Dunno!…’Cause you’re, like…you’re looking at me like that,” you try to explain. It comes out in between nervous laughter, pushed out through teeth glued together in a smile only he can seem to cause. And he decides to take full advantage of it.
“Hmm. Like what?”
His brow raises suggestively before inching closer to you. His mouth just hovers over yours, tauntingly tickling your skin with a smug grin. You swallow down your nerves, nudging his nose with the tip of your own.
“Like…”
You push closer, puckering your lips against his in a kiss that’s barely there. Tenderness seeps through his fingers as they cup your jaw, and scratch the nape of your neck to elicit a sigh from you. His breath hitches at the sound and he’s pushing into the kiss out of poorly constrained excitement. His lips drag slowly, like he’s savoring the taste of you and committing it to memory. He all but whines when you’re finally pulling away for air, resting your forehead on his.
His lips are slick and kiss-bitten, face flushed and ears bright red. His chest is heaving and his eyes are closed in bliss. He looks wrecked and you’re not doubting that you look the same, but looking at him like this makes your stomach flutter.
You giggle, this time a more deliberate sound. “You’re distracting me.”
He huffs in disbelief and pulls back to look at you. You can feel his hands grow warmer in your skin with each passing second, the blush on his face deepening. “You’re distracting me! I’m supposed to be teaching you.”
“Well, you’re not doing a very good job,” you wince playfully, nudging his wounded foot.
As if it were possible, his smile widens and an airy laugh reverberates in his chest. “Yeah, cuz you’re looking at me like that.”
He dives in to capture your lips once more and hums at the contact. It’s notably more difficult this time around, your smiles getting in the way as your teeth clumsily scratch against each other. But it doesn’t stop either of you from pressing on, lips locking and clicking with every ebb and it makes your fingers twist into his tee. He pulls back with his lips comically puckered and placing them on your forehead for one final kiss.
“You're fine. You’re gonna get it, hmm?” He looks at you expectantly and you just about melt in his arms. It’s a silly thing, sure, but he sounds so sure, so confident in you. And his brown eyes are wide and teeming with ardor. You nod, a huge grin on your face.
“Let’s just hope you’re not in a cast by then.”
#incapable of writing short thing sorry <3#i got. invested in the slow dancing part.#ᝰ cece’s scribbles#ღ 300 celebration !#steve harrington#stranger things#steve harrington x you#steve harrington blurb#steve harrington fanfic#steve harrington fluff#steve harrington x y/n#steve harrington x reader#steve harrington x gn!reader#steve harrington hc#stranger things fluff#stranger things blurb#stranger things fic#steve stranger things
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Summuruay and i might ask more in depth from there 👍
ok!! o7 my preface is that i am a big ttrpg player so quite a few of these stories are owed in part to my friends + my boyfriends!! but i have plenty of original projects too :)
first up: WHOREVILLE! whoreville is a ttrpg campaign dmed by my wonderful boyfriend @rin0a! it was poorly named as a joke a little over three years ago when we started playing it and now we are all (unfortunately) much too attached to the name to try and change it. whoreville is set in a modern fantasy setting, where elves and magic and other similarly fantastical things exist alongside iphones. we follow a party of 5 characters (zoey, aurelia, twig, celeste, and minseo) as they are tormented by tempus, the god of both war and being extremely gay-coded! the party is basically played with like little dolls, being forced into problem after problem because tempus loves to make a certain dryad man (and company) suffer for his own amusement. they spend most of their time solving various other peoples problems as well as uncovering their own pasts bc their secrets are often exposed against their will. (the party is full of little mentally ill little liars) the question continues to arise: WHY US???? AHHH!!!
my most important character in whoreville (and also of all time) is AURELIA CERVANTES!!!! she’s a 19 year old half-elf girl who is as dumb as she is kind! she loves to talk, loves meeting new people, and is intensely emotional at all times. her very favorite things are her friends, dogs, fashion and romance! she is extremely silly, bisexual, and full of LIES!!! while aurelia initially appears to be a fairly well-adjusted girl, her happy-go-lucky demeanor masks an extremely turbulent past (and present!) of struggling with incredibly severe mental illness. she has a methodical system in place to make herself seem as “normal” as possible at all times. she is also in head over heels love with her fellow party member and best friend zoey (the aforementioned dryad man) but he has yet to catch her drift being that he is so dense you could probably smash a brick on his head and he wouldn’t notice.
i am also in possession of a retired pc named EDEN LIETO! eden is a 25 year old faun woman who is extremely and unequivocally lame and could be accurately described as Constantly having a stick up her ass. she’s extremely quick to anger, and she’s incredibly blunt at best and outright mean at worst. buuuut… internally, eden is a very kind lady who has had to harden up throughout the course of a very difficult life. she has devoted her life to the selfless goal of helping as many children in need as she possibly can. she just… struggles a lot with feelings. she is not currently in play in whoreville being that her character arc is pretty much over and she has moved back in to live with her family in her hometown (after leaving home as a teenager) but! she does still exist.
secondly: SENTENCE REPOSE! sentence repose is a… i guess you could say part collaborative writing project part roleplay part?? ttrpg campaign, sort of, hypothetically? again, the world was thought up by my boyfriend rinoa! the plot follows lil homie gay ass (a campy little 13 year old named isaac) and his quest to get vengeance on the corrupt government responsible for the deaths of them and their entire town (after being brought back to life by the son of the man who killed him). isaac doesn’t work completely alone, though! he travels with a group of people from various backgrounds, initially recruited by isaac as temporary assistance but the 8 of them end up working together as a longer term arrangement. the story follows each of them over the span of many years as they slowly work to tackle the monolith that is SENTENCE MOTION…. (the miserable government/corporation/monarchy hybrid that runs their country)
JOAN GAYE-WAZOWSKI is one of 2 characters i own who travel the party! she’s a 16-year old elf girl who was turned into a robot by isaac’s estranged father in order to optimize her own quest for vengeance. she is seeking to avenge the deaths of her long-deceased parents, who she believes to have been murdered by the government. (they weren’t.) she prides herself on her bizarre nature, deliberately utilizing words that haven’t been used since 1930 mid-conversation to disarm anyone foolish enough to converse with her. basically, she talks like she’s playing 4d chess. her hobbies include making dangerous chemical concoctions with no safety gear, publishing shitty yaoi-artstyle art on deviantart, and being annoying on purpose.
LUCIEN SHIROSAWA is my other main sentence repose character! he’s an incredibly gentle and kind 14 year old human boy who loves babies, dad rock, and bad y/a romance. lucien is a boy on a quest to prove their worth as an adventurer, after being largely ignored by their neglectful parents their entire life. (parents who just so happen to be employed by the very corrupt government the party is seeking to dismantle! would you look at that!) largely, lucien is much too nice for his own good, and struggles with extreme gender dysphoria as well seeing his disabled body as valuable.
next would be my own ttrpg campaign, SIGNPOST! iiiiiim the dm of signpost! it’s about working together to stop the end of the world, friendship-is-magic bullshit, and a whole lot of dyke drama. there are 8 main characters in signpost, 5 of those being npcs belonging to me and 3 of them belonging to various friends of mine.
my first npc is C1C4D4 VON CARINON!! c1c4d4 is a 26 year old wild elf + tgirl computer scientist who works heavily in robotics and is an aspiring SUPERVILLAIN!!!! NYAHAHAHAHA!!!! c1c4d4 is a weirdgirl, first and foremost. she is a self described “evil genius” who loves to make fun of people and get up to mischief for her own amusement. she’s mean, she’s a loser, and she thinks she’s much, much, cooler than she is. but it’s ok!! she’s funny about it!! >:3c
c1c4d4 works alongside famed assassin LILY VON CARINON. lily is an uptight 28 year old human woman who is in incredible homodenial and has been for a period of many years. she’s unbelievably cagey about her life, emotions, and interests, and she dedicates nearly all of her free time to doing work. she is obsessed with coming off as cool, calm, collected, and incapable of having human feelings. her and her coworker/roommate/best friend c1c4d4, though, are unbelievably in love with each other. both of them are so out of touch with their emotions, though, that they basically just live the lifestyle of a married couple without being formally in a relationship. (notice they have the same last name? yeah.)
JIMMY OF THE SEAS is a 38 year old demigod of the ocean! he is the epitome of a claire’s girl except grown up and gone transgender. he’s loud, eccentric, talkative, and constantly frantically jumping from task to conversation to task again. he has a bit of difficulty keeping on track, and usually just tends to go with the flow and listen to his impulses. ae’s the son of the ocean goddess, maraniah, who is… not the most thoughtful of parents. ae has spent a lot of aer life dealing with the societal pressure of being related to a major deity. not fun!
JUSTIN TOLINOV is earths most miserable guy!! :( he is a 37 year old human man who is unbelievably catatonically depressed. because of this, he tends to be just a little bit… boring. he’s a sweet guy, though! he’s incredibly overworked and constantly stressed due to his inability to say no to other people in any circumstance. his hobbies include crying when his friends argue, prematurely wrinkling, and doing exactly what everyone else wants him to do all the time.
and finally there is DANELA!!!! danela is the silliest pinkest tiefling girl of all time who the party found wandering alone in the woods with total amnesia. she doesn’t remember anything but her own first name! (including how old she is.) she is upbeat, naive, and is slowly relearning everything about the world one step at a time. it’s hard to stay mad at her, considering that she kind of acts like an overgrown child. she likes to bite people and try putting new things into her mouth (whether that be pop-tarts or human blood) she loves baking (even if she is terrible at it) and her friends! yippee!!!!!!!
MICHISINO is a ttrpg campaign dmed by my friend @crashed-on-mars !! it’s set on our normal planet earth, but with the bonus addition of monsters! monsters are largely discriminated against by humankind and are forced to try and exist under the radar of humans. our main adventuring party is made up of 4 different monsters + 1 human girl. mostly, the party is trying very hard to live their little domestic family lifestyle and being interrupted by The Horrors 😱
MYLEEN “MJ” KALASHNIK is a 26 year old ukrainian woman! she was born human but was cursed as a teenager and is now a freaky three-winged three-horned creature lady! she struggles socially and tends to be kind of awkward and emotionally distant because of it. but she’s just a silly really. she just has severe mental issues. she used to have an insatiable need to eat human brains but don’t worry she got better. 😁 also she is fully and genuinely obsessed with her…. Platonic Coparent miriam aka blackjack who belongs to bobby grasslandbutch. she has severe autistic girl swagger. and also female absent father swagger. hobbies include playing the google snake game and killing herself
TETYANA “ANA” KALASHNIK is mj’s 12 year old younger sister/child that she adopted! ana is obsessed with mj and thinks she is the coolest person ever to be born. mj is her number one role model of all time, which mj hates deeply because she insists she is not a good person to look up to (and. she’s right) ana is just generally super chipper and friendly and goofy and she loves soccer and sonic the hedgehog. she has the need to like Prove Herself which is not really going well being that she is 12
OK PSA. IM GOING TO TRY AND MAKE THE REST OF THESE SHORTER BECAUSE IM REALIZING HOW LONG THESE ARE
i have a couple of other miscellaneous player characters including LIZZIE WELLS a semiverbal and deeply stoic swordfighter girl who loves reddit and nature documentaries EHNOS VALJAS a 12 year old chosen one with a lot of rage boiling inside them who is on a quest to save the world and ALPHIE SOUP a nasty little werecat girlboy who loves making bad music and being a shithead
i have a hypothetical video game bouncing around my head called DERANGED, OUR SAVIOR that follows a self-aware protagonist named MENCHIE DESDEPOT who loves when they’re right and everyone else is wrong. since they know they are the protagonist they are usually very very very annoying about it. they travel alongside ALLEY OOPS, their best friend and freakish jestergirl extraordinaire, as well as ANZAVEL ECKRY, a magical fantastical little creature who is deeply kind but dumb as a rock.
the next 2 projects are currently unnamed! the first is a short story i want to write someday that takes place in a kind of campy goofy sci-fi setting years in the distant future after time and space fucked up real bad and earth kind of gets merged w/ this other planet. the mainest characters are GOOSE LUNDQVIST and ANDY PRASERITSANG a pair of middle school weirdgirls who do lesbians together. goose is incredibly curious and loud and eclectic and quirkygirl and andy is quiet (only because he finds most other people insufferable) and kind of standoffish. but also CILREA (whose full name i won’t even bother typing out because it’s so long) is there and she’s an alien girl who is kind of a well-meaning little know it all . and CUPID!!!! who is an ai robot who stumbles upon godlike capabilities on accident but she stays silly. she loves old technology and glitter and big bows.
this other project i am working on is like a medievalish fantasy type setting? it takes place on a big continent called the starlet that is mostly populated by HUMANS but is also lived in by ANGELS and DEVILS and sometimes also WEREWOLVES and VAMPIRES and such. my goal with this one was to create a world big enough that i could tell multiple stories completely unrelatedly in the same setting! since there are multiple stories being told there are kind of a lot of players in the ring so let me rapid fire. IRE is a 247 year old undead man who got killed and brought back to life wrong but then got killed again and brought back to life normal so now he’s kind of chilling. MERRYMAKING JOY is ire’s dead angel (literal!) wife and the love of his life 4ever and ever. she haunts the narrative or whatever. also there’s SPROUT BELLWHISTLE ire’s silly little girl friend/semidaughter. and also TAXI VISCERA a 16 year old who wants ire to blow up and die so bad because ire like wronged his family a longass time ago and also LARK MALARKEY (neurotic) and KATZIN DOGS (insane) some old friends of ire’s. AND THEN, UNRELATEDLY! there’s DUSTY WHIMSY an ex-princess turned paladin of the wastelands on an honorable quest to defend the peace. a certain guy named THE WORLD ENDER or twe for short is her dedicated rival and a political revolutionary seeking to incite chaos on a massive scale. there is also dusty’s girlslay sister SUNNY WHIMSY who is next in line 4 the crown and her loyal knight/bff of many years DOVE RADIANCE!
^_^ ok i have a couple other minor projects too but those are the big ones !!
#ok. i am SO FUCKING SORRY THIS IS SO LONG#ToT#i am sooooooo incapable of summarizing things shortly and i have soooo many projects#if u read all of these u r literally my favorite person ever#nonsense.txt#my little mailbox#thanks again for the ask this was so fun to write :3#and if you want to see any of them in particular i have copious art of all of them#i just didnt attach images 4 the sake of keeping this behemoth as short as possible#cjocs
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Dude, imagine something like: TADC x Mime! Reader. Reader usually stays quiet most of the time, but sometimes they suddenly talk startling everyone around them. At the same time, they are like, very expressive, using exaggerated gestures and facial expressions, and usually communicates solely through their miming skills. And if you wanna go extra crazy THEY COULD ALSO HAVE SOMETHING LIKE MR. MIME FROM POKEMON, where they like, do a mimic of a wall, and then a invisible wall appears out of nowhere or something like that
I hope you understood what i meant, sorry for any mistakes, English is not my first language 💖💖
TADC cast x mime!reader !
eueueu i totally understand what youre saying and i love the idea sm!! i love it when mime characters have mime physics, or when clown characters have clown physics!! love it so so so much!! sorry if this is a little short, ive been writing personal stuff all day and the back aches are starting to creep back in already </3
CAINE:
his jaw drops the first time you speak, he genuinely thought you were totally incapable of speech thanks to your whole theme going on... i think he would love your little mime tricks with the invisible walls and barriers and... did you just no clip through the floor while pretending to walk down some stairs...? where did you go?? where? was there another no clip glitch issue thing going on? he thought he fixed that...!
POMNI:
ah, a jester and her mime.... not the weirdest pairing... though granted pomni doesnt commit to the bit of being a jester and doesnt do tricks or jokes.. while you do commit... i think she would grow frustrated if you put a barrier up and made her slow down... calm down.. chill.. sure you understand the whole "finding the exit" thing going on with her, but rushing things probably wont help.... to time out she goes... probably gives you a side eye if she sees you just randomly walking on some invisible platform to just. leave in the middle of an IHA
JAX:
tries to coax you into using your powers for evil... i have a feeling jax doesnt like people who arent talkers... like being incapable of speak is one thing, i think at most is that he would make decisions for you (ie wrap an arm around your shoulder and be like "oh well me and (reader) were just thinking about......." yk? like in a joking way) but i dont think he likes quiet people... tries to coax you into speaking more... imagine you never spoke before in front of anyone and you finally reveal that you can talk, to jax, and he tries to tell everyone but no one believes him. psychological torment 101
RAGATHA:
i like to think she plays along with your mime antics, pretending to also be putting up invisible props and such... though her actions and movements are noticeably more sloppy and not as... fluid...? afterall, ragatha hasnt spent time practicing to be anywhere near your level! is a little surprised when she finds out your stuff is at least somewhat tangible within the digital world... thinks your emoting is cute..
KINGER:
so you know how he gets startled by gangle simply standing next to him? its like that with you, but he jumps when you randomly start talking next to him.. ponders... invisible safe square/cube/whatever... though i think part of the comfort of a pillow fort is that hes out of sight... but i think he would enjoy it at least a little if you created something like that for him
ZOOBLE:
enjoys that you dont talk much, zooble doesnt like chatty people i dont think... though they are willing to listen to you on days where you do feel like striking up a conversation... you actually get a laugh out of them when you banish jax to time out (aka putting up 4 see through walls around him for whatever length of time to atone for whatever crime he committed that day)
"he took my arm off.. give him an hour.."
GANGLE:
art kid meets art kid, you guys are both a little silly... okay sure your stuff is more performative, and while gangle does have a comedy and tragedy mask her thing is more so in drawing and painting imo, i love me artistic gangle... loves doing your makeup, if its not just a permanent part of your digital face, and can be customized... not much to be said here... theres comfortable silence between the two of you when you hang out since you dont talk often and gangle doesnt know what to talk about and may or may not fear ruining the dynamic between the two of you
#tadc x reader#the amazing digital circus x reader#digital circus x reader#caine x reader#pomni x reader#jax x reader#ragatha x reader#kinger x reader#zooble x reader#gangle x reader
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Hey, luv ur last Hobie writing it was so good! so like as a request (sorry if my wording is a bit awk ive never requested anything on tumblr b4😭) hobie x fem reader (or not gendered i dont mind) on like what it would be like putting Hobie on music as a reader that listens to a ton of genres and not mainly punk rock- like would he be open minded on it etc. and also what falling asleep w him with music in the background would be like and stuff. like a little one-shot on that (or hc’s!)
: ̗̀➛ OPEN-MINDED
REQUESTS ARE OPEN
gonna hug every anon/req ever i love u lot so much <3
this is kind of just a ranty headcanon one shot. thing. i think. we'll find out. i think im physically incapable of writing a short one shot, i just love this guy too much
thank u for the req!!! love u
also, this is strictly my headcanon and my opinion, if there's something canon that contradicts this, my apologies!! this is just a bit of fun :)
i think he'd be somewhat open-minded, but he'd have his strict no-nos. pop music being that, or anything on the radio, he tells you it's just propaganda from the 'system'. remember, this guy is an anarchist, plus so much more.
having grown up in england, london specifically, i think he'd be partial to uk hip hop, grime, garage, alt rock, alternative music, etc. anything that sparks a bit of controversy. anything from the streets, the people. plenty of those genres stem from rock'n'roll music anyway, so i wouldn't be surprised.
however.
you're laying in your room one night, it's dark outside, the night crawling in as a gentle breeze drifts through your open window. headphones plugged into your phone, you scrolled through a newly made playlist, brows furrowed in thought as you tried to remember anymore songs you wanted to add.
humming along to the tune echoing in the headset, you were absolutely zoned out. it wasn't until a large pair of hands grabbed your waist, did you crash back down to earth. ripping the headphones off your head, you jumped back in defense.
"what did i tell you about leaving your window open, y/n?" hobie scolded you, a playful smirk on his lips, standing up straight, looking down at you, "could've been any dickhead coming in here, y'know?"
"not just any dickhead can scale 7 floors and climb in through my window, hobie," you rolled your eyes, fixing the mess you made when you threw your headphones and phone on the bed.
"yeah," he leant down, until his face was but an inch from your own, "only the really bad ones can."
with that, and a devilish grin, he pressed his lips against yours, using his advantage to push you backwards onto the bed, climbing on, making himself comfortable on the mattress next to you, holding you close to him. your hands went to his chest, feeling it rise and fall under your touch.
"i missed you," he muttered between kisses, his piercing ice cold against your lips, sending chills down your spine.
"i missed you, too, hobie," you whispered back, welcoming his touch on your waist.
pulling back with a smirk, he reached for the phone in your hand, opening it up.
"what were you listening to so intensely?" he quizzed, but his question was instantly answered at the name of the playlist you had made.
for hobie
"oh."
to say he was stunned, was an understatement. this was new to him, no one had ever made him a specially made playlist before, no one had gone to the effort. his heart swelled. scrolling through, he saw an array of artists that he hadn't even heard of before, mixes of genres that he knew you loved.
"sorry, it's really silly," you dismissed, reaching for your phone at his blunt response, suddenly feeling a wave of insecurity.
his eyes snapped to yours, shocked at your reaction, "what? no, absolutely not."
though his stomach twisted slightly at the thought of listening to lana del rey? whoever that was, he wasn't sure, but the fact you listened to it, thought of him, and thought of him so much you made it into a playlist dedicated to him? well, he'd be an idiot to refuse that.
"i love it, darlin', thank you," his smile was soft, genuine, one you only see him give to you, which is why you loved it so dearly.
"baby, who's kendrick lamar?"
BONUS #1
it was a late night, you were exhausted from working all day, and the 7 staircase climb wasn't ideal, now that the elevator in your block had stopped working. dumping all your stuff in the living room, quickly throwing on some clothes from the dryer and a quick bathroom visit, you nudged open the door to your bedroom.
you knew hobie was crashing at yours, it was more rare when he wasn't.
what you didn't expect was the sound of mellow, soft music coming from inside. continuing quietly, you peered around the door to see your boyfriend, barely under the covers, sound asleep on your bed. eyes scanning the room, you saw his phone, open on the mattress beside him.
silently stepping over, your heart melted at what you saw on his phone screen. the playlist you had made him, shuffled, playing through the speakers on his phone.
chest warm and full of adoration for this man, you leant down to place a kiss on his temple, smiling at the way his body reacted to your touch.
he was an angel, of sorts.
BONUS #2
though you complained about it at first, hobie would definitely need music to fall asleep to. sometimes he was so tired that the second his head hit the pillows and his arms wrapped themselves around you, he was asleep. but mainly, he played music from the speakers in either of your rooms.
the only issue with this, however, is that his music was never stereotypical sleeping music.
whilst only on a low volume, just something to keep his mind from fuzzing too much as he tried to sleep, you weren't a stranger to falling asleep to the likes of ramones, dead kennedys, motörhead, sex pistols, etc.
he loved you for it though, beyond grateful with your patience with him.
a/n: golly gosh i love this man so much
#hobie#atsv hobie#hobie brown#hobie spiderverse#hobie my beloved#hobie x reader#hobie brown x you#hobie brown x reader#spiderpunk#across the spiderverse#spiderman atsv#anon#i love anons#reqs open#reqs
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i have to do more bc she isnt rly brought to life yet.. she will change a LOT... but this is dylan :-] (hammarlund? underhill?) i couldn't not do a hilda oc and i couldnt not make it a nervous werewolf. she stresses herself out but is surprisingly organised about cooking, one of the famously stressful activities. she spends a full day planning out a meal, cooking for herself and kaisa (thank god. that nerd cannot cook) and then asks for detailed reviews.
she is very stressed out about being a werewolf though. she has just finished being a teenager and this is kind of that all over again. she does not want ANYONE to find out and confides reluctantly only in kaisa. what she fears is people fearing her, and she feels like the moment her life has been pieced back together again, she's losing grip, again. it's almost a black hound situation when the people of trolberg hear about a werewolf sneaking around. some episode centred around the mystery ensues.
she likes food + music! although she's more of an amateur at music, she owns + plays a guitar, a mandolin, a banjo, and a harmonica. very folksy. she has a swedish-welsh accent. try and imagine it please.
the default sister dynamic is kaisa getting home from work late (she probably lives in a flat in/around the library), and dylan being in the midst of homemade ravioli or something with a sauce that took 6 hours. kaisa asks about her day to be polite. dylan tells her about the sauce that took 6 hours, a long hike, 3 different invasive plant species, a lot of butter, and the use of powertools. kaisa has been re-shelving niche history of magic books but got so caught up re-reading them that it also took up 6 hours. when they have eaten dylan asks for her opinion and scribes the whole thing down in her notebook as kaisa voices her 5 star yelp review. they do not ask anything else about each others days and interact mainly through dylan slow-motion fake-punching kaisa while she is trying to just hang out in the living room or do her work and is ignored. only when she is in a very good mood will kaisa fake-punch back. dylan has a lethal case of younger-sister-that-is-taller syndrome.
sorry for my handwriting but the vague outline of her backstory WHICH MAY PROBABLY CHANGE is:
from the time she was 8 and kaisa was 21, they lived alone together. kaisa became a full-fledged witch between then and age 25, when suspicion against witches was on the rise for a short while - dylan never became a witch, but the only trusted adults in her life (basically kaisa and tildy) were, and they decided it would be best for her to grow up somewhere less troublesome. they were both pretty messed up about her having to move away, dylan holding some kind of spite toward her sister for a while, and kaisa feeling incapable, guilty and ill-equipped to take care of her.
she went to school in wales at 12, living with as-yet-unspecified family members/friends, and while kaisa almost immediately regretted sending her away, dylan adjusted quickly and spent the rest of her school career there. after a few years she forgave kaisa, because she ultimately enjoys her life, but she is stilll missed at home. at 17 going on 18 she became a werewolf (whether she was bitten or it was always in her somewhere?) and four months later she finished sixth form and called kaisa out of the blue asking if she could come and move in. since they didn't live in trolberg before, she's new to the city.
i will write more cohesively about her relationships to other characters/flesh her out more later, ESPECIALLY the werewolf stuff, but now i have to go to bed. thank you for reading :-] feel free to ask/suggest anything about her!! i love discussing hilda ocs
by the way this is i think my first ever actual OC? i've made up others before but they've just been single designs i've never really thought much about their actual selves because i suck at writing. dylan is the first one thats really stuck. part of her is based off myself and people i know, most of her is not. the main similarity between us is double-denim.
this is fun though. critique is welcome
(obviously her werewolf self is a swedish elkhound. i know the design kind of just looks like a furry im working on it)
#hilda the series#hilda netflix#kaisa#dylan#hilda oc#original character#im going to bed sorry this is not proofread
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Hi🌹 I was wondering if I can request jjk characters and their reaction to a sensitive, innocent and easily flustered s/o. Thank you🌹
i haven't uploaded anything in over two weeks wow i am SO sorry i've been so busy! and also i've reached 100 followers??! i'm so grateful for all the support! i only started writing content a short while ago so to hit such a milestone so soon is insane. i'm hoping to write more soon but i've been so tired. forgive me for the delays </3
yuuji is pretty straightforward and not a lot phases him generally, so his s/o being the complete opposite is something he has to learn to adjust to. he’s not the brightest either, so he might say or do something that flusters his s/o and is so confused when he sees how nervous they look. obviously he wants to make sure his s/o is comfortable around him, and so at the beginning of the relationship, he’ll do his very best to observe and deduce how his s/o is feeling, and if it isn’t always the most obvious or he wants confirmation, he’ll simply ask with a little bit of hesitancy in his voice. his s/o’s nerves make him nervous too. overall, yuuji finds his s/o’s sensitivity endearing. he’s quite emotional himself, so having someone who understands him to confide in is comforting. seems like the type to also be a little innocent but that's just because he’s dense. if his s/o starts asking questions about something suggestive, it’s his turn to get flustered. yuuji’s s/o is also generally a very happy go lucky person, innocent like he was before becoming a jujutsu sorcerer and experiencing the horrors that came with the job. he’s determined to not let his s/o be tainted the way he was, whether they’re familiar with jujutsu or not, and does everything he can to preserve their innocence.
megumi finds himself being a little “...what?” about the whole thing. both in a confused and in a deadpan way. he’s like yuuji- straightforward and hard to phase- but amplified. and a lot less nice. he doesn’t really find his s/o’s nature to be extremely irritating, but he probably will scold them if it ends up doing them a disservice in battle or training. his s/o is the exact opposite of him, and he’s not really one to care much about pleasing people. but as the two grow closer, he learns to be a little kinder and more understanding. megumi has learned to mostly just roll his eyes or tell his s/o to “shake it off”, but sometimes he can’t help but share their embarrassment when being teased or a suggestive comment is made about the two of them. megumi’s s/o is also so kind, seemingly incapable of any harm, but because of that, people will want to take advantage of them. and so megumi wants to do everything he can to protect his s/o, both from potential enemies and snide comments.
nobara doesn’t really have much patience, and so at first, she can be a little harsh about her s/o’s nature, a lot more verbal with her annoyance than megumi, who like i said, usually only voices his feelings when his s/o’s’ pose as an inconvenience. she’s pretty much the exact opposite of her s/o, which is why they have a rocky start. as nobara got to know them, however, nobara later found herself finding their sweet and sensitive nature kinda...cute? she’s not the type to get as easily flustered as them, and so if anyone tries to pick at her s/o, she’s all up in their face getting them to back off. at the same time though, she’ll probably reprimand them for letting themselves be so susceptible to dumb comments and antics. that’s pretty much the dynamic between nobara and her s/o; she’ll defend them no matter what, but will also encourage them (in her own way) to not let themselves be so sensitive. she once used to be the one to make rude comments about her s/o, but if she catches onto any from others, they better be prepared for a beating.
unlike nobara, maki is not the type to immediately jump in and defend her s/o. she will reprimand them though! sometimes maki can come off harsh, but her love is tough love, and she just wants her s/o to learn not to let little things affect them. in some ways though, maki can relate to her s/o’s sensitivity, except the result of her sensitivity isn’t bashfulness like with her s/o, but more so great annoyance and frustration. that is where the two vary. she’s also a little like yuuji; she’s upfront and can definitely sometimes scold her s/o over how easily they get flustered, but she’s mostly the kind to say it less dramatically compared to nobara, who would probably be more persistent. her s/o’s innocence is also something she at first believes is an act, but when they continuously prove otherwise, she’s sort of taken aback and doesn’t know how to react or treat them. she may feel a little awkward with how different the two of them are, but she still greatly cares for them regardless of their different personalities.
inumaki does everything he can to make sure his s/o is comfortable when possible. in general, he’s doesn't treat his s/o that much differently from his friends; he’s a naturally caring and laid-back person, and so that’s how he’ll be with his s/o as well. as he can’t really communicate with them properly, he observes his s/o’s behaviour and what provokes them to get a better understanding of them. if his s/o’s sensitive or easily flustered nature lands them in a tricky situation, inumaki will probably jump in where he can, whether it be in battle or letting out a loud negative exclamation to whoever is provoking them. if there’s no malicious intent though, he’ll probably just deadpan or continue on with his business. his reactions to his s/o’s innocence really do vary. mostly at the beginning of their relationship, he was very caught off guard, but as time went on, he doesn’t really have any sort of special reaction. it’s a part of you, there’s no need for any sort of awkwardness or dramatic reaction.
wow they are the complete opposite of gojo how the hell are they together! is what most people think, no matter how long they’ve known gojo and his s/o for. it’s definitely unusual for gojo to be with such a polar opposite- doesn’t he get annoyed with them? or better question, aren’t they annoyed with him? but somehow the two work. gojo probably finds his s/o very endearing, especially since he’s so straightforward, he can’t help but find it amusing when he’s the one that provokes you (and most of the time it is). sometimes he completely brushes off his s/o’s embarrassment about something, wrapping an arm around their shoulders and switching conversation topics. their innocence is something gojo will do everything in his power to preserve, especially considering everything he’s gone through and his reason for being a teacher. he’ll lightheartedly tease all the time, sometimes encouraging whatever it is that provokes you, but he’ll always feel a little bit of a need to shield you from certain things and keep a little bit of a closer eye on you.
if there’s one person who can relate to their s/o, it’s yuuta. he definitely starts out just as flustered and sensitive as his s/o, and you can only imagine what kind of problems arose thanks to that. over time though, as yuuta became increasingly more confident and self-assured, and his relationship with his s/o had grown stronger all together, they’re both basically open books to one another. both of them having experience with being easily vulnerable made it easy for the two to eventually develop a very strong understanding of the other, and yuuta’s relationship thrives because of the rocky start he and his s/o had. he still finds himself getting embarrassed along with his s/o sometimes, but for the most part he’s a guiding light for them. by their side whenever he can be, having an overwhelming urge to protect them and take care of them, both in and outside of battle. he’s incredibly sweet and understanding, and vulnerable moments yuuta has with his s/o involve shy smiles and rosy cheeks, no matter how long the two have been together.
#jujutsu kaisen one shot#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jujutsu kaisen headcanons#jujutsu kaisen scenarios#jujutsu kaisen fluff#jujutsu kaisen imagines#jjk scenarios#jjk oneshot#jjk fluff#jjk drabbles#jjk x reader#jjk imagines#yuuji itadori x reader#megumi fushiguro x reader#nobara kugisaki x reader#maki zenin x reader#toge inumaki x reader#satoru gojo x reader#yuuta okkotsu x reader#jujutsu kaisen hcs#jjk hcs#jjk headcanons
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Suggestion cuz this boy has been living in my head rent free for the last week
A Daniel x f!reader where the reader notices how much time Daniel has lately stuffed himself in the potions classroom and decides to drag him out for some butterbeer and fun at hogsmeade
“ A (reluctant) TRIP TO HOGSMEADE. ” d. page
wc: 1.1k
letter ✉️: i’m sorry this is quite short and probably not what you expected </3 this is the most i could muster up at the moment... i would wait until i'm in the best mood to write but i dont want to keep you waiting any longer
“You look knackered.”
“Well hello to you too, Daniel!” You grin at the familiar head of red hair, before it forms into an ‘O’ at the number of potions cluttered and sprawled around the table. You wonder how he’s been given permission to spend such an abominable amount of hours in the Potions classroom. But, you digress, this is Daniel after all.
“Jeez, Daniel. How long have you been here?” You stroll yourself around the table to meet Daniel’s face—who isn’t really looking at you but rather at his cauldron. “Don’t you think you should settle down for the day? We’ve only got 48 hours of full leisure, you know.”
His cauldron lights up, casting a purple glow on his face before he backs away with a hum to grab ahold of a bottle across the table.
“I could say the same to you,” he leans forward, keeping a steady hand to pour only a tiny drop into the mixture, before he straightens up once again and stirs it in, “Have you been running around the Hogwarts grounds again?"
You huff, brushing a strand of hair off of your face to get a better look on what he’s making. “Bored out of my mind, I tried to look for the others to go to Hogsmeade with—but everyone else was already too engulfed in their own thing! Though, you seem just as busy too—making... A hair-raising potion.”
“Alihotsy, actually. Why don’t you try Gosammer?”
“Very funny. Now—” You tug onto his robe, “Please please please, will you go to Hogsmeade with me?”
He halts, eyes darting from your hand to your face.
“Agh... Are you really incapable of going on your own? You sound like a child begging to go to the candy shop.”
“Maybe I am! There’s this new cute candy shop down in Hogsmeade, or so I heard.”
Silence fills in the room for a split second.
“Besides! You could use a little fun. It’s been a week since you’ve went out of your way to hang out with us, spending so much time with your cauldron like it’s your girlfriend.” You grinned, swiping your finger on the edges of said cauldron as you earned an unamused look from the boy—“No.” He says.
You groan, planting your face on the surface of the table, defeated.
That’s it. You might as well just stuff your face into the covers of your bed and hope to god something extravagant happens, so you get the chance to stick your nose into it yourself.
Or, I can watch Daniel make potions all day... You considered, leaning your head onto the palm of your hand. It’s better than nothing.
Silence completely falls onto the floor of the room, engulfing you two in nothing but the bubbly sounds of the fermented potion.
Your eyes follow Daniel’s hands—grabbing several herbs from across the table, stirring the pot, fingers patiently tapping the table. And you follow the movement of the mixture, swirling, smoke emerging from the pot ever so often.
In contrast, Daniel had already rejected your offer—or rather pleas—to go to Hogsmeade with you. But he’ll never tell you to leave.
Part of him wishes he could, despite how he enjoys your accompany. He can’t help but shrink under your unwavering gaze as you watch his every move like he’s the most interesting thing in the world. Or maybe at the moment he is now, he can’t blame you for your boredom after all.
Before you found him, you had wandered about the castle, feverishly searching for who you may run into to hang out for the weekend. Though, nearly everyone else was busy—Robyn had already dragged Kevin off to play Quidditch (much to the boy’s dismay), Lottie had gotten into an art frenzy and have been constantly painting portraits all day, and Ivy is off to visit her nana.
At that moment, you felt as though you have already used the very few last drops of your energy walking around, and you started contemplating if you should just take a shower and sleep all day to rest your worn out legs.
You musn’t be downcast on a day free of classes and scheduled activities, it’s the only time you’re able to get leisure after all! Though you had hoped to spend some time with your friends. Yet, despite the tiredness of your legs working to find them, they’re already immersed in their own things.
Your gaze strips away from the cauldron towards Daniel’s face, deciding you cannot possibly take this. You had walked all the way here just to be thrown a big fat no to your face once again. But now, more importantly, this boy had stuffed himself in the Potions classroom as if it were his second home! He might as well drown himself in countless potions once the room is filled with them.
Before you could even say a thing, his shoulders rise up and immediately he plops his arms down on the table, as if he was defeated.
“Fine.” He surrenders himself to you, as always.
“But only before sundow—”
“Let’s go!” In a matter of seconds, he’s being dragged by his arm out of the classroom, completely neglecting the cauldron that had been left on the table.
"What is that...?" Daniel eyes you peculiarly.
You look back at him, your hands struggling to adjust the goggles on your face. "Orange Eye of Newt Goggles."
Daniel doesn't say anything as he turns his head with a lingering gaze over to you, before shifting his attention on the variety of accesories in front of him.
He allows himself to curiously scan the items—hats, goggles, robes, scarves, glasses... All shaped, designed, in such diverse and odd ways that completely oppose each other.
He doesn't react quickly as a shadow looms over him, before a peculiar object made out of straw is forcibly pushed down onto his head.
Daniel panics for a split second, feeling as if he's about to get sacked, only to go stiff at the sound of you stiffling your giggles behind him.
He turns to look at his reflection, seeing as ¼ of his head is swallowed whole by the biggest top hat he had ever seen.
"...Of course."
Long story short, the others found the two of you hours later on a window seat, drifting into a deep slumber after such a long day. You're practically glued together, the sound of peaceful breathing overlapping.
They're expecting Daniel to complain about it when he wakes up, but only the two of you know how smiley he was the entire time. Not like he would admit it.
Kevin studies the two of you further, leaning forward as if he had discovered something incredibly rare. Maybe it is.
He sniffs. "...Is that... butterbeer?"
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Cola | PJM (Drabble)
summary. essentially, jimin is the worlds biggest fuckboy and he notices you at your workplace.
pairing. fuckboy!jimin x grocery store employee!oc or jimin x reader
genre. implications of smut, drabble (less than 1k words!!)
a/n: this was originally supposed to be a long smutty one shot but i’ve had it in my drafts since september (😭) and never finished so i figured i’ll release this as a drabble and maybe write an extended version in the future :)
*title inspired by the one and only lana <3
It wasn’t the fact that there was nobody else in the store, that part didn’t matter. It was the fact that he, the customer you’ve been seeing for a week straight, was in your department again.
Surely he’s there for you. He has to be.
Usually, you aren’t so sure of things. Especially when it comes to men like that wanting you. But a week is too many days for his appearance to be a coincidence.
But until he approaches you, you’ll continue to mind your space and finish stacking the last of your apples onto its display table.
You noticed his attire is essentially the same as it’s been for each time you saw him this week, suffocating black jeans and a black tee with that damn black jean jacket.
It was pretentious, really, but you didn’t mind it. In fact, you spared him a glance just now to see it.
Big mistake.
Just as you turn around, your body crashes into a harder one, apples that were in your hand falling harshly to the ground with a thump before scattering in several directions.
But you have bigger problems.
An “oomf” from you is all that’s heard before the man in front of you is instinctively grabbing your elbows to help you straighten up. And of course you’re the only one who’s been knocked into— his hard, stern body barley having moved.
“Sorry about that.”
And of course his voice is silky smooth. Why wouldn’t it be?
Still too shaken up, literally, he chuckles through his nose as he waits for you to pull yourself together. It’s almost annoying how he’s fully aware he’s capable of making you nervous.
“It’s fine.” You clear your throat discreetly. He still sees, though. “Can I help you with something?”
His smirk comes before his short second of laughter and you drag your eyes from his perfect teeth and down to his perfect shoes instead.
“Can you?”
“That’s my job, I kind of have to.”
He laughs again.
“Can you walk me to the strawberries?”
It’s a short walk. In fact, It’s at the other end of the table. You don’t know if he’s only messing with you, but nonetheless, you turn the corner with shaky legs and gesture your hand to the table of strawberries.
“Anything else?”
Your tone is vague and quiet and no other human would have been able to detect it. Except for him and his ridiculous observational skills. He smirks again.
“Yeah, actually.”
You wait for him to continue with an expected look, completely masking those nerves of yours that are still crystal clear to him.
“You seem nervous.”
“I’m just trying to help. Do you need anything else?”
He bites his lip for a quick moment, quick enough for you to squint your eyes at the gesture.
“Are these strawberries sweet?”
“I wouldn’t know, I don’t really eat strawberries.”
You do. They’re your favorite, actually. He doesn’t need to know that, though. He can figure that out himself— anything to get him to leave. You need at least one more day to prepare yourself before you can actually talk to him. But given you’re absolutely blowing it right now, you don’t think the chances of seeing him again are high.
He chuckles to himself at your words, but before you can ask what’s funny, he beats you to talking.
“That’s good to know, but are yours?”
“Are my what?”
“Are your strawberries sweet?”
A scoff audibly releases from your mouth, but before you can scold him, you take the opportunity to make fun of his ridiculous flirting instead.
“Really? You sound like a high schooler.”
“Who said I’m not talking about actual strawberries?”
“Your ego.”
“Ouch.”
Call it bad customer service, but too incapable of continuing this absurd conversation, you make your way to the back— an area off limits to him.
That doesn’t stop him, though.
“You can’t be here, sir.”
“But you want me to be, no?”
And somewhere in that highly conceited sentence of his there’s truth.
Truth is, you don’t mind being alone and hidden in the back with him. You don’t mind that he’s walking closer, and you certainly don’t mind the way you feel his breath against your nose in this new proximity.
“What are you thinking about?”
Him. Just him. And what’d it’d be like to take him right here and right now, in the back room of the produce department. The thrill. But you’re not insane, and you’re definitely not willing to get fired for such things.
Stepping back and putting a reasonable gap between the two of you, you don’t dare to meet his eyes as you walk away.
“I get off at nine. You can talk to me somewhere other than my workplace.”
Jimin grins as he follows you out the back.
“So you’re interested?”
Striding, you don’t look back as you call out your next words.
“Talk to me when I get off!”
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a/n: this had so much more planned than a quick drabble 😭 it was gonna be smutty asf and have an actual plot BUT i never finish my oneshots so therefore enjoy this lil snippet 😭🫶🏻
#park jimin#jimin smut#park jimin smut#park jimin drabble#jimin drabble#bts drabble#park jimin oneshot#jimin smut drabble#jimin x you#jimin x reader#bts#bts scenario#jimin scenarios#bangtan#bangtan drabble#bangtan oneshot#jimin smut fic#park jimin fanfic#bts fanfic#jimin fluff#fuckboy jimin#jimin x employee#park jimin fuckboy fic#park jimin x grocery store employee#bts smut#bts fluff#bts drabble smut#park jimin bts#jimin x oc#cola
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tagged by the lovely @crepuscularqueens sorry I always take sooo long to get these done, lol
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
144
2. What’s your total AO3 word count?
527,412
3. What fandoms do you write for?
Mostly Roswell New Mexico! Though I dabble in The Vampire Diaries and accept prompts for Lockwood and Co, Fate the Winx Saga, Riverdale and Hadestown
4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
Something to Celebrate- a short little Chenford dancing scene
Can I lead You Astray?- a rivusa get together fic
Wanna See What’s Under That Attitude- Hallmark Christmas movie fake dating Valevans, which is only so highly rated because I wrote it at fandoms peak interest in the pairing
Swing Life Away- rnm all human au, this was and still is my passion project
Like the Sky- a short missing scene from Lockwood and Co, and an exploration of Lucy’s feelings for Lockwood and Norrie
5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
Yes! I wrote for the community so it’s really cool to discuss the characters
The only exceptions are rude comments get to sit- unless I think it’s a misunderstanding than I’ll respond with a simple redirect and thank you
6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
Angst is NOT my thing, but probably do you remember? which just has Michael fall asleep before Max can ask about Alex, so it ends in their still fractured pre-show relationship
7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
All my fic has happy endings pretty much! But the one that probably felt the most joyful to me personally ours which was my first foray into malexa and just ends with the sweetest big group moment
8. Do you get hate on fics?
Nope! Not since I moved into the rnm fandom, barring like one comment on a Forrest fic all I’ve ever gotten is really really nice interactions <3
9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
Haha yes, all kinds. From the softest vanilla euphemism full sex to weak ass bdsm (sorry I haven’t quite got hardcore there yet- like I keep blushing and backing out on letting Max wear a collar)
10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?
Not really- I have one crossover written and another in the works. Rnm/Tvd which kinda writes itself.
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Not that I’m aware of
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
Yes
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
Nope- ik I would be terrible to work with cause I’m super particular, but I’m not against the idea.
14. What’s your all time favorite ship?
You’re not gonna believe this- Echo
15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
The Joniz kidnapping fic! I started back during s3 and formatted the entire thing, only for them to reveal more info on Jones so I had to replay it, and then he actually kidnapped Liz, fed her and dressed her and I was like ‘this is my fic!’
16. What are your writing strengths?
Idk- I think I put a lot of care and effort into making the characters actions and reactions plausible and realistic, cause I studied psychology for a bit and it’s one of my interests, so I just apply it a little too hard. Which feeds into a weakness cause it means I always feel incapable of characters pov’s I don’t think about an absurd amount
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
New POV’s and commas
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?
I love it personally- but the little Spanish I did retain from highschool isn’t enough to actually write it (so I use google translate) but I’m hoping once I have more free time to take up duolingo and actually learn it
19. First fandom you wrote for?
Doctor Who
20. Favorite fic you’ve written?
Swing Life Away- it’s like a child to me, however poorly written
no pressure tags @lilshitwayne @morganadw @ajna-eye-cogitations @beautifulcheat @ladynox @maeglinthebold and anyone who wants to!
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Twenty Questions for Fic Writers
Tagged in this by the incredible @pellaaearien . Thank you so much, dear! I really did start working on it when you tagged me and have picked away at it ever since. It’s quite long!
1. How many works do you have on Ao3?
49
2. What's your total Ao3 word count?
122,560. I write short things.
3. What fandoms do you write for?
In chronological order I have written:
BBC Sherlock- Mystrade only
James Bond
Doctor Who
Star Wars
Person of Interest
Arcane
Cats the Musical
Sandman
In theory I’m open to writing in any of those again and any others as the inspiration strikes.
4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
5 - Worship (Sandman, Dreamling), also received the comment that inspired my first tumblr post to breach containment.
4 - Who He Is (Mystrade), my first fic on ao3 besides the ones I moved to the Other Account. I’m a bit surprised by this honestly. It’s got age on its side but my writing has improved a lot since then. It reads as a bit clunky to me now.
3 - Loverboy (Sandman, Dreamling + Matthew the Emotional Support Raven), first time I brought my 2 Sandman series together and my first multi chap Sandman fic.
2 - The Century Gentleman (Sandman, Dreamling), I got this written and posted pretty soon after the show aired when there was a massive demand for Dreamling content and before there was a tidal wave of content to meet the demand. I have mixed feelings about it now.
1 - Sort It (James Bond & Sherlock crossover, 00Q + Mystrade), fills the niche of “Q is a Holmes brother” + fluffy Mystrade. I do still really love this story.
5. Do you respond to comments?
My rule is that I do. And I’ve generally been very diligent about it. But I burnt out a little while writing Grave and I currently have an embarrassing number of unread comments in my ao3 inbox that I keep telling myself that I need to respond to…
So if folks have commented on my stuff in the last month or so, I’m very sorry I haven’t responded.
6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
Sequenced Proposals. No contest. Look, the character is terminally ill in canon and it’s a lawyer AU so it wasn’t going to end with him becoming a cyborg. I cried a lot while writing it. Apparently a lot of people cried while reading it. Technically he’s still alive when the story ends.
7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
With the one notable exception discussed above I pretty much exclusively write warm, fluffy, occasionally funny stuff. They pretty much all end happily. I am a quokka of fan fiction.
8. Do you get hate on fics?
I haven’t! Someone called me a bitch in a Sequenced Proposals comment but even though we had never interacted before, they meant it positively.
9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
Not on this account. 😏
10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?
I’ve written 2: Sort It, as mentioned above, and Dreaming of Leverage, which is a Sandman & Leverage crossover. I’d say the latter is crazier.
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Not to my knowledge.
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
Nope.
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
Nooooo. And I can’t see ever doing it. Writing is very much a solo activity for me.
14. What's your all-time favourite ship?
I can’t pick a favorite. I adore every ship I’ve written.
15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
I will probably not finish Law School Days. I know how the story ends and that’s good enough for me and no one was clamoring for it. I still like to think I’ll finish Lonely Two-Legged Creatures some day.
16. What are your writing strengths?
I’m good at dialogue, especially dialogue in which characters talk about their feeeeeelings. I guess I’m also good at emotional intelligence in stories. And creating the warm & fuzzies.
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
Plot and description. I almost exclusively write very short things because I am incapable of plot that would carry a longer story. Also, if I’m being honest, one of the things I like about writing fan fiction is that I don’t have to describe what anyone looks like or sounds like! Y’all know that already. But I do get the flop sweats if I have to describe someone wearing clothing that is not a t-shirt and jeans.
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?
I wish I could! More than 15 years ago I was basically conversational in Spanish, but now I’m functionally monolingual. I do appreciate when people who do this provide translations.
19. First fandom you wrote for?
As a kid, before I knew what fan fiction was, I wrote at least 100 pages of what was essentially OCs in Mercedes Lackey’s Valdemar. The first fandom I intentionally wrote and posted fic for was Mystrade.
20. Favourite fic you've written?
Can’t do this, sorry. There are some of my stories that no longer resonate with me the way they did when I wrote them, but they’re in the minority and of the rest it’s impossible to pick a favorite.
Phew! That was a lot. Whenever I tag people in these I always say no pressure but really and seriously this time there’s no pressure and you don’t need to tell me why you’re not doing it. Just ignore. ALSO, if you’ve already done it and I missed it, apologies! With that said @once-in-a-blue-moon-rising @lavenderandvanilla @ml-nolan @mashumaru @ibrithir-was-here @karalynlovescake @stormofsharpthings @argylepiratewd
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Hi! First off, your headcanons are fantastic, wonderful, marvelous, a blessing to the fandom. Second, could you write more of that AU where Zuko and Azula are Iroh's children and Lu Ten was Ozai's (if you feel like it ofc)? In the last post I can find Iroh had escaped from the palace with his kids and was rallying his old troops and getting ready to fuck shit up, and I'd love to see what happens next. Thank you in advance and sorry if you've already been asked this!
So there are several posts after what you asked here, and I sent them to you by pm and that is all fine and dandy and I just wanted to address what happens when I am asked the same thing by multiple people: I have more prompts to fill, and I fill them. It is the opposite of a problem, please don't apologize. Anyway, continued from: [Link], [Link], [Link], [Link], [Link], [Link], [Link], [Link], [Link], [Link], [Link], [Link], [Link], [Link], and [Link].
1. When we left off, Zhao was on his way to the Fire Nation, a prison cell, and then execution. His fate seems sealed. But Zhao is a schemer by nature. He's not very smart, so his schemes are rarely any good, but he schemes them with great enthusiasm. And one of the crew members of the ship taking him back for trial, makes the tactical error of taunting him with the prospect of being in a cell right next to his precious fake Firelord Ozai. But is it a tactical error, really? At least for Zhao's guards onboard ship? Because he does in fact quiet down and stop making trouble for them, after they threaten him with a good time. Because now Zhao has a goal, and his goal is to reunite with Ozai, and help his preferred Firelord escape. In short, he comes to the capitol prison full of enthusiasm, and plans, and he tells these plans to ozai when the guards footsteps echo from far away down the hall, so that they think the guards are too far to hear.
2. Zhao's plan, to heat the stones of the wall between their cells, and then splash ddrinking water on them, so that they crack and give way, and so that they can then do this to the outside wall, and slip out, isn't exactly a great plan, but Ozai is incapable of doing anything for himself anyway, instead of simply stealing the credit after the fact, so he agrees to go along with this.
3. So Zhao continues to cause problems for fun and profit, like sure it benefits his cause to make problems for everyone, but also, he just really enjoys it. He's like my poodle puppy, if my poodle puppy were evil and stupid, instead of precious, and the smartest boy in the world. So nothing like my poodle puppy. But one thing he does share with naughty puppies the world over, is that, well eventually he figures out that if he uses his drinking water to crack the stones of their cell wall, he's going to die of dehydration, so he starts peeing on it instead.
4. Horrifyingly, this works. And thanks for the fact that it is absolutely disgusting, and none of his guards actually know that this use of urine is part of an escape attempt, nobody wants to go investigate, they just assume he's a horrible gross man. Ozai who does in fact know what's up, is in fact contemplating executing Zhao after this is all over, so that no one will ever know about this.
5. But as terrible as this plan is, they are in fact able to break through the walls, and then to the outside wall, and realize that they are in fact several stories off the ground, which makes things a lot less simple than they were thinking while in their cell, and well, to make a long story short, Ozai falls to his death while trying to climb out, while Zhao makes it all the way down to the ground before the guards start chasing after him, and he decides when the guards reach him, that he is going to make a last stand, because he would rather die fighting, than await execution. The guards oblige him. It's all very convenient for Iroh, who no longer has to think about what to do with his brother, or arrange Zhao's trial. The only thing he has to worry about is the minor expense of repairing the capital prison tower. As a final kindness to his brother, he doesn't even tell the world about the pee thing.
#atla zhao#ozai#uncle iroh#posts i created#do you want to ask a question it doesn't have to be a question#five headcanons#i ship iroh/tea#noodle lord ozai#zhao the moonslayer
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Babe, I’m so sorry, I know you’re already drowning in requests but I just saw you’d potentially write for Frenchie. So…
I’d love some simple relationship headcanons with a short reader. You can make it gn if you wanna! Like, Joel Fry is literally 6’1 while I’m like 5’2 and I wanna climb that bitch.
Just some fluffy, maybe smutty as well if you feel like it, headcanons. If that’s alright!! :]
Frenchie x Short!GenderNeutral!Reader | Relationship Headcanons
Hey there, love!
Ah, no problem at all, no apology necessary!!! <3
Aw, gosh- I'm about 3 inches taller than you, maybe, so I feel for you!
Thanks for the request, I really hope you like these, despite the lack of smut, sorry. :') <3
notes; Gender Neutral!Reader; Short!Reader; Established Relationship; Fluff; Kissing.
At the beginning of your relationship, he was often running his mouth about you being short and what it might mean because of all the things he's heard from others (legends, superstitions, etc.), which was endearing in its own way.
He's quite the romantic and loves to take his time to make it a beautiful date with you, whatever that may look like, given the circumstances.
Sometimes it is a nice dinner, where it's just the two of you; and other times, you're on shore leave where he likes to spoil and indulge you with anything in the realm of possibility for him.
Loves to serenade you any chance he gets. He never has to think much about what he's going to sing to you, because it just comes to him while he's looking at you.
Whenever he sees fit, he bends down to kiss you, just because, and the smile he gets from you in return makes warmth spread through his chest every time.
He really likes to pick you up and carry you around for a bit. The proximity of it is really comforting to him; especially when your arms and legs are wrapped around him and your chests are pressed together.
Frenchie feels really protective of you because of your height; although he knows very well that you can protect and fight for yourself better than he can. He still feels the need, though, just because you're so important to him and your height adds something to it.
Adores you so much, which he tells you all the time because he is incapable of keeping it inside. He loves your reaction to it and to hear you say it back. Especially when he's rewarded with a kiss, for which you have to pull him down and get on your tiptoes.
#jfhdhfdskjfk y'all with calling me babe AH <3#what better way to try out writing for him than with HC's? also i have no energy and a headache and this is the only HC request i have#well not the only per se but the other one is either fic OR headcanons so- yee and a fic would fit the theme better but anyway!!!#we'll see if i manage a fic today#frenchie#frenchie our flag means death#frenchie ofmd#frenchie x reader#joel fry#gender neutral reader#our flag means death#ofmd#our flag means death headcanons#ofmd headcanon#dating headcanons#relationship headcanons#headcanon
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People forget that Pete told Kinn where Porsche was after he saw him have a mental breakdown in the bathroom and then, probably within the same week, saw that he went on what was supposed to be a one week vacation.
Pete also knew that Kinn had obviously been the one to inflict the punishment. Porsche was also not ready to face Kinn after the dubcon/noncon and the punishment and Pete still sent Kinn after him at his own home despite not knowing the full details of why Porsche was like that or left in the first place.
How is that any different from what Porsche did to Pete in the last episode, letting Vegas see him?
Did they make the right decisions that took the other's mental health and stability into account? Probably not, but they were well intentioned.
Besides, I also like to lean into the idea that Porsche has priorities: family, particularly, Chay, and that that makes him willing to sacrifice anything, even his friends. I don't mind the idea that Porsche sold Pete out in exchange for information on who assassinated his parents. It shows that Porsche has now assimilated into this mafia mindset and will use any and all his cards for his own purposes and advantage. I don't mind that Porsche may have become this type of person in the short 3 (?) months that he's been there. It would be unrealistic to continue to be this naive and pure hearted.
Its also not out of character for Porsche to do whatever is necessary for his family's safety and with all due respect, Pete is a friend, not family, no matter how much of besties they may be. I think its unrealistic and would have been poor writing to create Porsche in a way that hasn't already adapted to his environment and it would have created a flat character to continue to make him this incapable of doing dubious things given his line of work.
People need to stop seeing everyone in this show on a black or white, binary spectrum. No one is truly white, no one is fully black. They are all various shades of grey. And even if you believe they are black (Vegas) there's complexity to it.
We are literally done with this damn show and people are still treating Pete as if he's a little baby in need of protection when he was beating the shit out of Mes in episode 4? 5? and doesn't work for an organized crime family. Astonishing that people are still this incapable of viewing this show with the maturity and depth it deserves.
And yes, you don't have to like the characters' decisions but don't say it's out of character or continue to want them to behave in a way that's morally correct, no matter their relationship to one another given the setting and plotline.
Anyway, I hope that made sense ^
You’re absolutely right. It made perfect sense, sorry I’m a bit late with the reply.
It was Bible who said in the bts of ep14 that all the characters in KinnPorsche are grey. No one is purely good or purely evil. I think if they continue the show we’ll see more and more characters making dubious decisions and blurring that line between black and white.
Both Pete and Porsche grew up having to fight to survive (literally and figuratively). They are men of action, they don’t know what it means to let their feelings pass, to give themselves time to understand and process everything. When they see a problem, the solution for them will always be another action.
Pete sees Porsche in pain and an opportunity for that pain to be resolved by speaking with Kinn. That’s why he gives Kinn advice and sends him to Porsche. Creating an action to resolve Porsche’s feelings.
Porsche sees Pete in pain and Vegas calls with the same opportunity. That’s why Porsche threatens Vegas and sends him to Pete - another action.
Don’t know why people are expecting those two hardcore bodyguards, whose life is constantly in danger, to leave time to process their feelings or to even know what that is.
It’s easy to see the flaws of Vegas and Kinn but it’s harder when it comes to Pete and Porsche, because tbh they are just adorable, I can’t describe it any other way.
Thank you for the long ask, I loved reading it!
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1. What font do you write in? Do you actually care or is that just the default setting?
2. If you had to give up your keyboard and write your stories exclusively by hand, could you do it? If you already write everything by hand, a) are you a wizard and b) pen or pencil?
3. What is your writing ritual and why is it cursed?
4. What’s a word that makes you go absolutely feral?
5. Do you have any writing superstitions? What are they and why are they 100% true?
8. If you had to write an entire story without either action or dialogue, which would you choose and how would it go?
10. Has a piece of writing ever “haunted” you? Has your own writing haunted you? What does that mean to you?
15. Do you write in the margins of your books? Dog-ear your pages? Read in the bath? Why or why not? Do you judge people who do these things? Can we still be friends?
16. What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever used as a bookmark?
17. Talk to me about the minutiae of your current WIP. Tell me about the lore, the history, the detail, the things that won’t make it in the text.
18. Choose a passage from your writing. Tell me about the backstory of this moment. How you came up with it, how it changed from start to end. Spicy addition: Questioner provides the passage.
19. Tell me a story about your writing journey. When did you start? Why did you start? Were there bumps along the way? Where are you now and where are you going?
23. Describe the physical environment in which you write. Be as detailed as possible. Tell me what’s around you as you work. Paint me a picture.
30. Talk to me about the role dreams play in your writing life. Have you ever used material from your dreams in your writing? Have you ever written in a dream? Did you remember it when you woke up?
31. Write a short love letter to your readers.
32. What is a line from a poem/novel/fanfic etc that you return to from time and time again? How did you find it? What does it mean to you?
33. Do you practice any other art besides writing? Does that art ever tie into your writing, or is it entirely separate?
34. Thoughts on the Oxford comma, Go:
36. They say to Write What You Know. Setting aside for a moment the fact that this is terrible advice...what do you Know?
40. Please share a poem with me, I need it.
(i'm so sorry i know this is like so many asks shjdfgs, you can ignore this entirely if you want haha) (this is mostlycyanide but thats an alt soo)
do not apologize to me dude i am so fucking stoked to have so many asks to answer
i did throw the answers under a readmore though because much like dave and dirk i am incapable of shutting the fuck up
1. What font do you write in? Do you actually care or is that just the default setting?
Generally I write in Bitter. I set it as my default years and years ago lol, but some things get written in different fonts if I'm feeling funky! Time and Healing in particular is written in Arial.
2. If you had to give up your keyboard and write your stories exclusively by hand, could you do it? If you already write everything by hand, a) are you a wizard and b) pen or pencil?
I absolutely could and often do if I need a break from the keyboard/monitor. A) No I am not a wizard (unfortunate) and B) it depends on what I have on hand! I like pens for first drafts because I'm not worried about editing.
3. What is your writing ritual and why is it cursed?
I don't really have a ritual, per se? And that in and of itself is probably cursed as hell by virtue of pure What The Fuck. I do like to have some ambient sounds playing and maybe music or a podcast, and I definitely write better when I do have those things, but I don't need them so it's not really a ritual.
4. What’s a word that makes you go absolutely feral?
Okay, so, see, thing is, I am a smut author at heart. I love writing character studies and heart-rendingly emotional shit and horrifyingly morally reprehensible shit, but mostly I like to write porn. I want you to know this before I say this:
I go feral over the word "easy". In ways I cannot explain but can sort of be understood based on the fact I write a fuckton of smut. Just. "Easy." God.
5. Do you have any writing superstitions? What are they and why are they 100% true?
If you don't share the WIP it will die a painful death. If you DO share the WIP it will die a painful death. You must find a balance. You gotta share it with the right audience and make sure not to over-share it. This is true because every time I have gotten overzealous and shared too much of a WIP, it never got finished. It's not a superstition if there's empirical evidence.
8. If you had to write an entire story without either action or dialogue, which would you choose and how would it go?
Dialogue. I've done it before and it usually works out okay - I have this awful habit of getting too far into the characters' head, anyway, so if I don't have to worry about actual dialogue while I write what they're thinking and feeling and what's happening around them, then everything works out swimmingly.
10. Has a piece of writing ever “haunted” you? Has your own writing haunted you? What does that mean to you?
Yes. God, yes. So many pieces of writing have haunted me. My own writing haunts me constantly.
If it lives in my head rent free for longer than 24 hours, and pieces of it crop back up in my head or permanently change how I think about something, that's a piece of writing that haunts me. I read a piece of writing when I was like 11 that contained a phrase that was something to the effect of, "Oh, how sweet. If I had a heart, I would cry." and I have never stopped thinking about it.
I read a fic series (twice) recently that has now permanently added the phrases 'shit-scared' and 'warm for his form' to my vocabulary.
15. Do you write in the margins of your books? Dog-ear your pages? Read in the bath? Why or why not? Do you judge people who do these things? Can we still be friends?
I honestly own so few physical copies of books that. Like. I'm so used to books belonging to someone else, a friend or the library, that I'm shit-scared to damage them at all. The books I own I try my hardest to keep in perfect condition. I can't bear to write in the margins, or dog-ear pages. I don't read in the bath solely because when I'm in the bath I am trying to become one with the water. I don't judge anyone who does these things, though, because it's just another way to show appreciation for the books :]
16. What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever used as a bookmark?
Slice of cheese. (For like 30 seconds).
17. Talk to me about the minutiae of your current WIP. Tell me about the lore, the history, the detail, the things that won’t make it in the text.
This could be a post all by itself, don't tempt me. God. Fuck. I am so painfully abnormal about Time and Healing. There is so much going on in this universe that I don't know if I'll get to explore. The tale of Mr. Snyder and his fuckwit self. Little details about how Bro raised Dave that line uncomfortably up with how his dad raised him, and little details Dave remembers that Bro can't that mean so much to him. Fuck. Goddamit. Don't do this to me man I could go on about this for weeks.
(I will make a post about this.)
18. Choose a passage from your writing. Tell me about the backstory of this moment. How you came up with it, how it changed from start to end. Spicy addition: Questioner provides the passage.
' You stare at the doorknob for so long that Bro actually knocks again.
"Dave?" You hear him ask, and his voice doesn't sound any different than how you remember it.
Toneless, deep, and even that single word has the twinge fo his accent.
You pull in as silent a breath as you can.
Hold it.
Breathe it out slow.
Lift your hand and unlock the door, then pull it open.
You keep your face carefully blank, suppress the low blood sugar tremors, and lean casually against the door frame, like you didn't flee into here with your tail between your legs to hide three days ago.
"Sup?" You ask, without lifting a brow or letting the emotionless mask break at all. '
So. This passage. There has been a form of it in existence since long before Time and Healing became a fuckin' thing. We're talking since like 2014. This passage's original form came from an unfinished fic I started in 2014 called Late Night Bro Time, which was like. A mess of a oneshot (that I never finished) that was supposed to deal with post-SBURB Dave trying to come to terms with Bro being alive again and all the trauma he has around Bro having died.
In the end, though Time and Healing as a whole is based on that oneshot, this is the only thing from the original that sort of made it properly in. In the original it was more Dave agonizing over the idea of talking to Bro and having a hard time convincing himself to let him in. And now, well...
19. Tell me a story about your writing journey. When did you start? Why did you start? Were there bumps along the way? Where are you now and where are you going?
I started writing when I was pretty young. I couldn't tell you when, exactly, although my first actual memories of writing stories are when I was 8 or 9. I think I mostly started because it was an easier way to get ideas out of my head than walking around telling myself stories and getting stared at like a freak for talking out loud to myself.
In terms of bumps along the way, dear fucking lord have there been bumps. There have been so many bumps. All of the bumps. Between getting a shitty comment here and there or going through a severely fucked-up situation (the pandemic or my first real psychotic episode, for example), there have been times in my life where I just don't write anything at all, or I feel like there's no point in me doing it.
Where am I now? Well, I'm in a place where I'm happy if I don't write, and I'm having fun when I do. I don't feel any pressure to finish shit, which makes it easier to make myself finish shit - but because I don't feel that pressure, I can follow my motivation wherever it wanders to. If I want to hyperfixate on a random idea for four days and bang out 40K on it, then never touch it again, that's fine. And as for where I'm going, I'm hoping that one day I'll reach a point where I literally only do this because it's fun, and not because I care if people give me feedback.
(I am not at that point yet. Please continue giving me feedback. I eat it. It sustains me.)
23. Describe the physical environment in which you write. Be as detailed as possible. Tell me what’s around you as you work. Paint me a picture.
Now, see, here's a difficult one. I don't write in one specific place, and since I just quit my job I'm now spending more of my time writing in random places at home.
Lately, though, I write laying in bed. The room is usually comfortably cool, although right now it's hot as balls while my ac works overtime trying to fight the 93 degree weather outside. I've got a body pillow I use as the base for other pillows, and I tend to use stuffies to prop myself up against the wall - right now, I've got a minecraft glowsquid plush doing the hard work of holding up my bigass head. My husband's sprawled out next to me playing games, taking up half the bed while I squeeze into a comfortable little spot on the other side. Next to me there's a 44oz fountain drink I didn't finish, which is about as normal an addition to the scene as the bed itself is. The whole room is messy as hell: clothes on the floor, about half a dozen half-empty water bottles I never threw away, notebooks scattered on every available surface. I'm sweating to death, but here I am answering asks and trying to bang out some words on a couple of wips anyway.
30. Talk to me about the role dreams play in your writing life. Have you ever used material from your dreams in your writing? Have you ever written in a dream? Did you remember it when you woke up?
My dreams don't play a massive role in my writing life. I have used dream material to write from, but I so rarely have dreams I remember in any detail that there's little point trying. The dreams I do remember are usually some manner of sleep paralysis induced night terror, which don't make for great writing. I don't think I've ever written in a dream, but chances are that I have and just have no memory of doing it!
31. Write a short love letter to your readers.
You Lovely Fucking People You,
You have no clue how much it means to me that you're reading my stories. I have poured my soul into these things just for the sake of making them but nothing makes me happier than to share them. To know other people enjoy them. Every comment and kudo I get fuels me for days on end, and I probably wouldn't be so obsessed with my own writing if y'all hadn't decided to let me know how much you liked it.
You keep me going and I appreciate you all so much
Love,
Rhys.
32. What is a line from a poem/novel/fanfic etc that you return to from time and time again? How did you find it? What does it mean to you?
I have. So many of these that they all fled my mind the moment I tried to answer. I'll get back to you on this one.
33. Do you practice any other art besides writing? Does that art ever tie into your writing, or is it entirely separate?
I do draw from time to time, and on occasion I've made music! Generally both of those artistic hobbies are entirely separate from my writing, but some of my best work in both has come from making things for my writing! I made an entire 10-song soundtrack for one of my fics once and it is, to date, the best music I have ever made.
34. Thoughts on the Oxford comma, Go:
If you have read my writing, then surely you must, at least a little bit, have an understanding of how much I love the Oxford comma, seeing as I am incapable of shutting the fuck up and letting a sentence stop, and the Oxford comma makes it so simple, so easy, to keep a sentence going long past where it needed to end.
This is both my answer and an example.
36. They say to Write What You Know. Setting aside for a moment the fact that this is terrible advice...what do you Know?
I Know a stupid amount of useless crime scene investigation techniques, a fuckton about drugs, a weird amount of things about kink, and what it's like to have a full-fledged mental breakdown complete with hysterical crying and laughter (often at the same time).
Convenient, given I write a lot of shit about crimes, drugs, kink, and mental breakdowns.
40. Please share a poem with me, I need it.
Ok so I don't read much poetry. But. I do have. An original poem. And it is sappy as hell ok don't look at me just take this except take it before i get the vapors
If love is meant to be forever,
Then my forever is with you.
And through any kind of weather,
That much will still be true.
There are no words to impart
All of the reasons why
You are precious to me.
You have all of my heart.
-from "Home", by me.
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34, 41, 46, 50 for Scotland? If you’re still answering those questions!
Of course! Thank you for your ask, Scotland is one of my favourites to write about so I’m looking forward to this <3
Does your character feel self-righteous? Revengeful? Contemptuous?
Scotland is a person who defines himself by his sense of right or wrong, by his sense of justice and he doesn’t like to let things get past him, such a slight or an insult; But, he’s also a deeply caring individual who resents that empathetic part of himself, that part of himself that’s left him so, vulnerable in the past. Scotland does have a tendency to view himself as holier-than-thou (which, to be fair to him, it’s hard to not feel morally superior when you’re next to the likes of England), and it’s no doubt that Scotland doesn’t always immediately recognise flaws within himself, tending to distance himself from things where it suits him. It is true, however, that Scotland isn’t quick to act on revenge - he’s not rash, preferring instead to take his time and think things through; Though, he has on occasion made errors of judgement. Let us not forget how Scotland brough the Black Death from England into Scotland, utterly convinced it was some sort of Divine Punishment on the English.
I’m sorry, but I find that an absolutely hysterical fact. Scottish people, plz don’t be annoyed <3
As for contempt…I don’t really think Scotland acknowledges how much contempt he can have; He’s quick to bury a lot of his feelings and they slowly build up over time, with a tendency to bring them up at moments of high tension. Scotland’s not one to talk things through once he’s fed up, and may bring them back up seemingly out of the blue. It’s not a trait he’s fond of, considering how much stock Scotland puts in being strong and put-together, but it is what it is.
Is your character aware of who they are? Strengths? Weaknesses? Idiosyncrasies? Capable of self-irony?
I don’t really think he is.
Scotland has an idea of who he is, put-together and calm; The stoic and patient individual who never ever loses his temper easily. He isn’t his brother, essentially, and a part of him resents that England never took any leaves from his book - given that he practically raised him too. Scotland’s more reflective than England, scrutinising the actions of others and what led to it, but he’s not - hypocritically - self-reflective. He almost automatically separates himself from wrong-doing, focusing too intently on the wrong things (like not helping Ireland or Wales soon enough - or not getting England back from Normandy). He does have a great deal of idiosyncrasies, where Scotland usually thinks in entirely rational terms - often giving himself reasons for doing things.
Hypocrisy? Not him.
Scotland does have a great deal of self-irony however, and is perfectly capable of joking about himself - though is far less self-deprecating than the likes of his siblings. Scotland’s strengths come in the form of mental fortitude, he’s smart and intelligent, patience and generally quite diplomatic for the most part; But his weaknesses are his incapability of understanding that he’s just as capable of doing immoral and unfair things as England is, that he’s not to be absolving himself. Perhaps if Scotland realised it, however, he’d be much more aghast about it. He is a very caring individual, a brother first (and frighteningly, a person second. Perhaps that’s why he still worked alongside England through thick and thin).
Is your character tall? Short? What about size? Weight? Posture? How do they feel about their physical body?
Oh, you could climb him like a mountain.
Scotland’s very tall, he’s the tallest of the Brit siblings at 6’’7. With broad-shoulders and strong, thick arms - it’s hard to not notice Scotland whenever he enters a room. He might be the quietest there, but Scotland’s certainly striking in the sense that he’s capable of maintaining an aura of geniality, of power. He tries not to slouch, though back problems have made it harder in recent years; With him, Scotland often fidgets, rolling his shoulders or cracking his fingers. He’s quite stocky, with a broad build and a stout size, hardened from years of conflict and battle, with a capability to fill a room simply by crossing his arms. In some ways, Scotland is quite similar to England - but there’s a few key differences, particularly in the way he carries himself in contrast to England: Scotland’s less fixated on maintaining appearances, believing that inevitably his moral fortitude will simply shine through. It is true that Scotland is a lot more charming than his brother, and naturally Scotland seems rather genial for the most part, with a more relaxed posture, less stiff and awkward than England is.
He’s quite alright with his body. I don’t think Scotland pays much attention to it, if at all.
What are the prevailing facial expressions? Sour? Cheerful? Dominating?
Scotland tries not to look sour; He’s self-conscious to a certain degree about how his character can carry out, particularly when it comes to first appearances. Besides, Scotland’s painfully aware of the role that diplomacy plays in his life - and being judged on the spot is not something he’s unfamiliar with. While, Scotland believes ultimately his morality will be apparent, Scotland’s keen to make sure the message is put across. He’s capable of being intimidating, adopting a grave and sullen expression at times - particularly when he’s displeased with something, but for the most part Scotland’s expression is peaceful.
It’s genial, neutral and friendly; Scotland often adopting a more peaceable looking face more than anything else, trying to appeal to others as much as possible. He is aware that sometimes his quiet, distant reputation precedes himself and thus sets out to try and project something more pleasant outwards. Scotland doesn’t typically have any strong facial expressions, careful to remain calm - he’s known firsthand what anger looks like and he doesn’t particularly like how it looks.
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HI NAT <3
tell me your thoughts about the new arctic monkeys album 👀, i really love the sound but i wish the album was longer :(
HI! <3
ilysm and i am warning you now im so incapable of being normal abt arctic monkeys or their album so sorry for the ramblings!
overall it feels to me like a continuation of tranquility base hotel and casino which a lot of people didn't like bc they wanted another AM-esque album (but the people who get it get it!) so i feel like if you didn't like tbh&c you won't like this one but I loved both albums so! this album is criminally short!! that's what hurts the most i think haha
if there's one thing alex turner can do, it's write the best and most ridiculous lyrics ever! this album is no exception!! it's also very moody and i love that. it feels like running down cold, dark, rainy alleyways, and stepping into a dark piano lounge bar,, drinking (vodka) martinis in a booth alone at 2 am (idk ajghskgjh)
right now im really vibing with sculptures of anything goes,, the sound is a huge tone shift and the lyrics are so good! it my favorite on the album!!
"blank canvases leaned against gallery walls/flowing towards sculptures of anything goes/on the marble stairs/is that vague sense of longing kinda trying to cause a scene?/guess i'm talking to you now"
also there better be a mirrorball??
"don't get emotional, that ain't like you/yesterday's still leaking through the roof/that's nothing new/ i know i promised this is what i wouldn't do/somehow giving it the old romantic fool/seems to better suit the mood"
also this part in jet skis pulls at my heart
"is there something on your mind/or are you just happy to sit there and watch/while the paint job dries?/when it's over, you're supposed to know"
and the entirety of big ideas!!! fr. love that song
i feel like, and this is just my interpretation, but for me,,, So Much happens in the kitchen of a home. I love the kitchen so much,,, kitchens are So Personal to me. And I think that the car is that place for Alex Turner. And this album is a testament to that.
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