Its been three days...(Ao3 has been down for a few hours) Im cold and starving…(havent been able to read my fanfic) I dont know how much longer i can live like this…(im sure the ao3 volunteers will figure it out soon)
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every time archive of our own goes down i feel as though i am suddenly an unmoored astronaut stranded in the deep dark lonely endless void of space
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Flower Language Based Prompt List I made instead of writing 💐
I tried to make the prompts relate to each flower’s definition per the Victorian Flower Language without getting too repetitive.
The prompts are all fairly open ended and I figured people could use them for their own inspiration or request games!!
You know the “send me a ship and flower and I’ll write something.”
Anywho, if anyone does end up using this I’d love it if you’d tag me so I can read what you’ve written!! Either way, I hope someone can get use out my procrastinating 💖
Click here to view an unedited version of the document: The List
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My steps to writing fanfiction:
Think about writing fanfiction
Think about it some more
Continue thinking about writing fanfiction
Go on tiktok for a few hours
Remember I'm supposed to be thinking about fanfiction
Think about writing fanfiction
Go on Ao3, read some fanfiction
Remember I'm supposed to be thinking about fanfiction
Go to spotify to get my head in the game
End up making playlists
Find a perfect song to write too
Open up google docs
Begin writing
Write a sentance, decide thats good for the day
Give up, go to Tumblr.
Suddenly get the unstoppable urge to write at about 3AM and end up writing a chapters worth of it in the middle of the night.
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Let me explain what I have in mind because it's almost 3 a.m. and I have a headache
Eloise saw a passionate kiss between two people, she knows what a kiss is, she has read about it and saw her siblings kiss their partners. But it's different that time, somehow. That time, maybe because it wasn't a family member or maybe because she just recently started to get into all the romance stuff, she actually understood that a kiss is romance, it is passion, it is a desire you have for other people.
She continues to think about it the following day, and the next one, then the next one, and like that until her friend, her unlikely match made in heaven, Cressida points out how much daydreaming she has been making.
Eloise then explains her conundrum, how she is puzzled by kisses because she has never experienced being kissed and well... How can she explain when she doesn't fully understand herself? Eloise feels like a child again, in a complete loss for words, and that's something that doesn't happen often. She would have to marry to be kissed, but she doesn't want to marry, but she does want to experience... oh well, I'm rambling.
"Well, if it makes you feel better, I heard that kissing an open orange feels a lot like kissing. But it's not really... neat" Cressida tells her.
Eloise discreetly looks at her friend's lips and wonders if when her friend marries, she'll kiss her husband.
Then she gets another thought, one far more scandalous but intriguing. What's stopping her from kissing Cressida Cowper?
A few days go by, and Eloise can't take the image of her kissing her friend out of her mind. Nor the growing heat out of her cheeks every time she steals a sight of her lips.
And then, an afternoon after stealthily escaping Mr. Cowper's gaze, behind a bookshelf, which is full of dust, they are sharing a small laugh. Eloise looks up, stands on her tiptoes, and kisses Cressida Cowper.
At first, it's awkward, not going to lie. Eloise, for a moment, could only feel regret. Then Cressida surprises her by slowly starting to move her mouth. And it becomes beautiful. They start to move and by doing so, dust particles start to float around but they pay no mind to them, as they are completely trapped by each other.
The following day, they kiss again, then the next one, and the next one. They hide, because they are aware they shouldn't be doing this, it's not proper and it's, it's SCANDALOUS. But is it possible to get enough? They don't think so.
Eloise thinks about kissing during day and night, kissing her under a tree, over a table, sitting in their garden, and she thinks about kissing Cressida at night, in the same bed, before going to sleep.
I CAN GO INTO MORE DETAIL OF THIS BUT WHY CAN'T I STOP WITH THIS SHIP?? I NEED TO WRITE THISSS
Part 2
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Playing my favorite night time game, it is called "just one more chapter"!
You play it by opening a fic on AO3, reading to the end of a chapter, looking at the clock that tells you it is Way Past Bedtime, then whispering "just one more chapter" as you click the "next chapter" button.
I already played four rounds of it tonight!
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