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find the word —
words courtesy of @isherwoodj and @akindofmagictoo <3 tagging you back and also @faelanvance @pinespittinink @baroquesse @revenancy @the-void-writes @calicoy and anyone else who feels like it <3 to you i bestow the words ASH, ACHE, CLEAR, COLD.
RAISE // bloodhounds
...she’d been considering a possibility, one that emerged this past year with the slow, solemn recognition that accompanied all dreadful truths, and one that had been sufficiently judged with rejection, reluctance, and compromises. It’s not what I think. It couldn’t be that. It must be something similar. But Neve was raised to untangle puzzles, and how could she ignore the thousand knotted strings that wove together Rowan? She couldn’t. Not when she watched him share stories across the dinner table, not when they surrendered low-toned secrets around a fire-pit or a dawn-crested balcony or in the silent embrace of the pilot’s deck, and certainly not now, as she plucked through the tattered wires of his detached prosthetic. Rowan told a great many truths, and all of them were shadows. Pieces missing, unmentioned, momentous.
Rowan spoke suddenly. “What're you thinking?”
TALL // bloodhounds
Tulan smiled, and it was almost warm. “Look how you’ve grown, Nevelyn.”
When tears burned in her eyes, it felt wrong and overwhelming, and Neve retreated back into her arms. She still didn’t know what to think, but she felt, felt, felt, the bittersweet weight of old memories and a stolen future, the drawn-and-quartered quandary of a man devoted to violence who had loved her like a daughter.
“I never thought you’d end up so tall. That surprised me.”
It hurt to be present, but she had nowhere else to be. Meeting Tulan’s gaze still proved too challenging, so Neve stared at the table and wrangled her thoughts into words.
LOW // the inherited haunting of trystan song
“The universe fucking hates me today,” I say, mostly to myself.
Magdalena still graces me with an answer. “Don’t be rude, Trystan.” She wears a yellow dress and sunhat, coiled hair a black cloud beneath it. A cigarette fits between her fingers, nails perfectly manicured and nighttime blue. They’re always a different color. She bores quickly. I’m hoping I can bore her out of a conversation, since I already have a catastrophe planned.
Magdalena lowers her designer sunglasses and glimpses me over. “You look terrible.”
ROYAL // the inherited haunting of trystan song
“Is that a soda in there?”
“No. It’s a high nutrient fruit juice, made with–”
“Great. Hand it to me.”
He does without looking and continues sifting through the fridge drawers. I don’t catch any of his unintelligible mutters. I don’t try to. I’m already knocking back my first shot of Crown Royal and get straight to work on the second and third. Chasing it with high nutrient fruit juice isn’t as satisfying as Dr. Pepper, but it does make it interesting.
OVER // twice-dead scavengers
The evening before the triplets left, House Finch held a grand celebration. All twenty-seven Finches attended; not counting the married-in spouses and step children, who were never counted, and not counting Tatum, whose presence was no longer expected or desired anywhere near the Finch doorstep. Only special occasions brought the entire esteemed and estranged family together at one table. A special occasion to pry for information, confront old rivalries, and to discreetly glimpse over Grandmother Ruvilka and assess if she was anywhere closer to death.
Tonight, the conclusion didn’t waver from the previous decades. Grandmother remained at the head of the table and deathless.
RUGGED // twice-dead scavengers
Bright pain erupted in her shoulder, scathing and rendering her blind. Geneviere dreaded losing her other arm, released a short, husky shriek at the thought, but the knife was a quick dart and not a rugged hacking. The phantom tore the blade free of her trapezius. Geneviere collapsed forward. Blood wept down her arm, mixing with sweat and ink.
Several strides away, the mist collected into the distinctive shape of a person, hunched on their heels and watching her, this time with a voice.
“You’re the weakest,” the phantom said, tone hushed like dawn and roiled deep by storm, “because the others don’t care about you.”
“Ouch,” Geneviere mumbled. Mostly because of the stab wound.
#mud writes#writeblr tag games#whoever reads these i am sending you psychic energy beams of luck and power and tasty meals#my personal faves are the two from bloodhounds :v felt like a slick combination of words#also if you're not fond of the 'find the word' game feel free to do a 'last/fave lines' instead!!! whatever feels best !!!!!#wip. bloodhounds#wip. trystan#wip. scavengers#muddshadow
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WIP Wednesday
Thanks for the tag @lilyoffandoms. It's been forever since I've done one of these, but why not! :)
The next part of With Warning | Open Heart | Tobias & Casey
Sienna turned away from the door, her cautious optimism morphing into absolute glee. Grabbing Tobias's arm, she pushed him toward Casey's room so they could have some privacy. Initially, Sienna had just as many doubts about the man as the others, maybe even more, but as the bearer of all things bright, she chose to take a positive approach to the dismay of many. Now that she believed she was being proven right, she couldn't be more delighted, for more reasons than one.
"You did it!" She beamed the second the door closed behind her. "You did it! We've been trying for days... it might even be a week... but in less than an hour... you did it! I am amazed, Dr. Carrick. I am amazed."
"Thank you, I guess, but I didn't do anything spectacular, I just..."
The man was brought to silence by a defiant wave of the tiny but mighty woman's hand. "I know you're not the humble type. So do me a favor and spare me the platitudes. She's only going to be in there ten minutes tops, and I need your help in here."
"In her bedroom?"
"Yes."
Scenes from an upcoming unnamed Tobias/Casey Poly AU and the final part of A Moment in Time (Trystan/Carolina, CoP, AU) can be found below the break.
Tobias/Casey Poly AU Series - Coming soon!
Biting her lips to stifle a giggle, Casey shifted in Tobias’s arms to face him, garnering curious stares from co-workers and patients alike. She didn’t know he managed to do it; the man could sneak up behind her, push her hair away from her neck, and kiss her so seamlessly that no one so much as noticed. But she’d just turn around to face him, and a dozen spectators were waiting to feed the gossip pipeline. Though it was already too late to deter that, she took a cautious step to the side.
“You need to stop doing that,” she blushed. “I thought you wanted to keep things under wraps at work.”
Tobias shrugged with a tantalizing smirk on his lips. “I don’t recall saying any such thing. So, ready for our big night? I’ll pick you up at six?”
The afternoon sun caught his aqua eyes, and though she never thought it possible, they were now even more enticing. Forgetting about anyone and anything other than him, she grinned. “Six it is.”
He closed the distance between them, the ever-present swagger in his gait. Casey felt her skin turn to gooseflesh as his hand brushed against hers so quickly no one could see but one look at her face, and he knew his goal had been attained.
“I’m counting the minutes,” he muttered. Pointedly meeting the eyes of each gawker as he marched away.
Casey thought she was in the clear now that he was gone, but she could feel the weight of Jackie’s stare.
“Yes,” she said, eyes fixed on her work to avoid her friend’s judgemental gaze.
“What’s going on with you two.”
“What? What do you mean?”
A Moment In Time | Crimes of Passion | Trystan x Carolina - Final Chapter
Carolina's face turned to stone; an anger usually reserved for criminals she was slapping handcuffs on set in her eyes.
"I can't believe you're defending this!" She spat, quickly walking away, but Ruby was fast at her heels.
"I'm not defending it, Carolina. I'm just saying you're being incredibly unreasonable. You owe him at least..."
"Owe him?" she laughed, though she found nothing amusing at all. I don't owe anyone anything. Especially Trystan. This isn't how it works, Ruby. This isn't how it works at all!"
"Then how exactly should it work? Because from where I stand, he's doing all that he can. Right now, the onus is on you...and I'm not afraid to tell you so."
Carolina had been walking frantically, rushing toward the park's gate as if the crowd on the bustling city street would swallow her whole and provide her with the escape hatch she was desperately seeking. But her friend's words... her brutally honest words... stopped her in her tracks.
"Jesus, Ruby," she whispered, pounding a fist against her thigh. "Jesus, Jesus, Jesus! I hate it when you're right!"
A delightful glint came to Ruby's eyes, but for her friend's sake, she held back her smile. "Then you must be disappointed quite often."
Now I am copying Lily and using this as an excuse to see other WIPs! Do you have anything, @dutifullynuttywitch @thosehallowedhalls @inlocusmads @stars-are-within-me @tveitertotwrites @cariantha @liaromancewriter @genevievemd @storyofmychoices @noesapphic @aallotarenunelma @lorirwritesfanfic @aces-and-angels @aria-ashryver @moominofthevalley @angelasscribbles @mydemonsdrivealimo @trappedinfanfiction @peonierose @potionsprefect @coffeeheartaddict2 @secretaryunpaid @cadybear420 @choices-ceri
#wip wednesday#open heart#open heart choices#tobias carrick#tobias carrick x mc#crimes of passion#crimes of passion choices#trystan thorne#trystan thorne x mc#playchoices#playchoices fanfic
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▸ HEKAETES
an introduction
▸ ABOUT
hello, writeblr! I'm Trystan. I'm in my early 30's, non-binary, transmasc, bi/grayaroace, chronically ill, and neurodivergent. My pronouns are he/him or they/them. And, of course, I'm a writer and aspiring novelist.
I try to write a variety of genres, but most of my fiction is speculative in some fashion. My favorites are fantasy, sci-fi, horror, and romance. I usually have queer characters, and I tend to favor non-binary and trans protagonists.
What else? I'm a caffeine addicted vegetarian, I have a cat and a nano cherry shrimp tank, and I'm trying to be more active on social media, despite the anxiety it gives me.
Below are some links to find me elsewhere, as well as summaries of my current two wips. I'm looking for more writeblrs to follow, so follow or interact with this post and I'll definitely check out your blog!
▸ LINKS
twitter // wattpad // archive of our own // spotify
▸ WORKS IN PROGRESS
under the cut
▸ just breathe
When Oliver was sixteen, his family went on vacation in Florida. And, as he swam, a rip current pulled him out into the Atlantic. The last thing he remembered before he woke up, choking on salt water, was a merman, pulling him towards land.
The story of his rescue and survival made the international news, and changed the trajectory of his life. After all, it wasn't every day that merpeople were discovered to be real.
Five years later, he is the newest employee at Ocean Adventure, the largest aquarium in the Midwest, just in time for them to unveil their latest attraction - the first merman on display for the public.
Oliver plans on using his new position to expose the mistreatment and intelligence of the merman, but his plans are derailed when the new exhibit is revealed to be the very merman who saved his life.
▸ rapture's end
The end of the world has come and gone. And Earth, the battleground between Heaven and Hell, is a wasteland, where the remnants of humanity attempt to scrape out an existence. Creatures from myth roam the land, and the only thing more dangerous than meeting a demon on the road is meeting an angel.
Jack is a lone wayfarer, traveling between ruined cities, hunting and scavenging what he needs to survive. It's a hard life, but it's the only one he knows. He barely remembers life before the end, before the demons rose up and the angels descended and started killing everything.
When he meets Khaeris, the first non-human he's ever come across who doesn't try to kill him on sight, Jack discovers a heritage he never dreamed of.
#writeblr#writerblr#writeblr intro#writeblrintroduction#wip intro#wip introduction#wip#trystan said.#mine
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random ideas i came up with but have no idea when i’ll get to making them lol
please linger near the door uncomfortably instead of just leaving
gay bar? new years?? angst pre-crimes 1 emily
trystan and emily accidentally (?) get high and talk about aswangs and drakovian assassinations
women holding lots of things + pissing on sticks
cow theory (my doc literally just says cow theory with no explanation. ???????)
something based off both the movie late spring by yasujirō ozu, and the song first love/late spring by mitski
adventures in rosethorne sitting
#half of these will probably not become written things sorry!#crimes of passion#wip list#choices#trystan x emily#playchoices#choices crimes of passion#trystan thorne#choices stories you play
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a little WIP… technically for WIP Wednesday I am starting early.
tags under cut etc etc this is really unfinished I just wanted to prove I’m working on something
Fenris felt the lightning before he saw it; the air churning around him and changing, the hairs on the back of his neck standing on end. The smell of sulfur enveloped the room as he turned to see sparks fly from the tips of Jurian’s fingers, crackling down the length of his arm. The mage clasped his hands together like a prayer, but there was no divine intervention to save his opponent as Jurian slammed his hands into the helmet of the Templar. The resounding crack of thunder as the other man crumpled to the floor, spasming. The nauseating scent of burning flesh.
The hot red blood seeping through Jurian’s armor. The studded leather tunic ripped open along the length of his torso, the bloodied sword that fell next to the Templar. Jurian’s horrified expression as he pressed a hand to the wound, and pulled it away only to find blood dripping between his fingers. The horror in his eyes as his gaze lifted to meet Fenris’s own.
“I’m bleeding,” he whispered.
Trystan shouted something but Fenris didn’t hear it as he lurched forward, throwing aside his greatsword just in time to catch Jurian before he hit the ground. Fenris tried not to think how dangerously light he was, he tried not to notice how pale he’d turned so quickly.
“Anders!” He roared over the din of battle. Anders turned—or rather, Justice did, fending off another Templar—but the second he saw the blood, the spirit fled.
“What in the Maker—?!” Anders exclaimed, tearing off through the length of the cave to join them.
“Fall back!” Trystan snapped, picking up Fenris’s greatsword along with his own as if it weighed nothing to him. “I’ll hold them off! Don’t let him bleed out here.”
As the four of them made a hasty retreat out of the cave, where Merrill and Isabela waited at the entrance to chase off any stragglers, Fenris tried to ignore the warmth of blood against his hands and trailing hot on the stones as he ran.
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not even gonna apologize for going through alphabetically
#this will probably end in Anders’s clinic#jurian comes to and mumbles about how the wound better not scar#Anders scoffs and reminds him to be grateful that he’s even alive#begrudgingly gestures to Fenris and says jurian should be thanking him#Fenris doesn’t ask for thanks but lingers at the end of Jurian’s bed#jurian thanks him anyway#genuinely and perhaps a little flirtatiously#jurian apologizes for frightening him#to which Fenris insists that he wasn’t frightened#and Anders#overhearing this#scoffs and says his whinging implied otherwise#Cas writes#wip wednesday#dragon age#da2#jurian amell#Trystan hawke#Fenris dragon age#Anders dragon age#jurian meta#Trystan meta#Cas meta
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Worked a bit further in those two.
#my art#Wip#david walmsley#and whyever I wanted to put him in armor#trystan gravelle#for my friend#the terror cast#portrait#illustration#artwork#drawing#artist on tumblr
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Waiting for Trystan Thorne
Hiii, back again with another art to post!
I’m totally aware that I still have WIP and my current mode is to create another and another again🥴.
I remember someone posted in regards to royal dinner outfit was like a Christmas tree together with Trystan (although they're not currently present in the art). I’m laughing the thought of it🤣😭, so since its Christmas I thought this will be the perfect one to be shared hehe.
A Merry Christmas Everyone💖. I hope you all having a lovely and meaningful celebration with your love ones and I sincerely thank everyone for being patient with me.
Characters by Pixelberry Studios @playchoices
#playchoices#choices fan art#choices crimes of passion#crimes of passion#crimes of passion 2#choices crimes of passion 2#play choices fan art#detective rose#private detective rose#guhitnijoy#m!mc x f!mc
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just follow my lead
ik the anatomy is kinda off but at this point i'm just glad i managed to finish this drawing bc it's been sitting in my wips for a while haha. but yeah!! this was one of my fav moments in crimes so i just had to draw it!! can't wait to see these fools again in book two!! (☆▽☆)
timelapse below the cut bc i feel like sharing + rambly artist commentary(?):
idk if it's obvious from the timelapse but the bg and other dancers were last-minute additions lol. initially it was supposed to be just trystan and noel (which is why i did the lineart right after sketching them) and a simple painted bg but just as i was about to colour it kinda struck me as a bit,, bland? so i quickly sketched out the bg they used in the scene (as close as i could anyway, i wasn't about to make it that detailed when i'm gonna gaussian blur it after anyway lmao)
the dancers were the same, i made them faceless and bland so they don't stand out too much (e.g. me changing the blond guy's suit from cream to grey) i did put a little more effort into the dress of the redhead in the far back bc she's supposed to be olivia nevrakis,, i wanted to add her in since she was a pretty integral part of the chapter without making her too pronounced hsdjlkk i drew the red flower and lace details on her dress and everything, it's a shame all of that isn't really visible in the final product but again— gaussian blur'd (also very tiny). in hindsight maybe i should've drawn her closer to the screen or smth but this is about trystan and noel so!!! whatever lol
there are a lot of things i'd change if i ever redraw this (or maybe just the bg) but that's a problem for future me to decide to do or not do (×_×)
#sorry if the ~artist commentary~ made no sense i am not eloquent and have too many thoughts#but yeah!!#i am super excited for crimes 2 !!!!!!!!#literally vibrating at a speed that could shatter glass in anticipation#i hope i could do a lot of fanart for it !!!!#brain pls be nice to me ok#playchoices#choices cop#choices crimes of passion#crimes of passion#choices fanart#trystan thorne#the loml#mc: noel rose#my art#hydn.jpg#hydn.mp4
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THREE PHOTOS TAG;
rules: find 3 photos/images (they can be anything at all, memes, vintage photographs, quotes, anything) that you feel describe your wip. If you want, you can tell a little bit your story, too.
to forget a prince ;
“And are you trying to become a warlock?” he asked her.
“That would solve plenty of my problems,” Yulei said. “Alas. The academy prefers many years of boring, organized study and frowns on blood sacrifice.”
Kon knew that, because he’d spent five weeks at the academy hoping to discover the voice that called to all things, instead discovering a hefty invoice and an inability to sit still for long periods. “Your project doesn’t seem boring and organized,” he said, surveying the piles of freshly dead hungered.
“You’re right about that. In fact, some have called it an aimless, haphazard, wasted effort for a fool notion.” Yulei looked up at him, and a ferocious optimism kindled her expression. “But sometimes the fool is right.”
Faced with such intensity, Kon hesitated. “Wrong most of the time though."
bloodhounds ;
Leaning hard into the wagon, lightning still echoing her arm, she lifted her gaze to see another dark-clad figure, moving toward her.
Neve pointed their gun.
“Not this again,” the figure rasped, and showed his hands in a half-assed surrender. Neve noted the sloppiness of his uniform first and then the Bay’s emblem at his collar, and also a mask elaborate enough to earn a curious squint. “It’d be rude to kill me, given I saved your life.”
Neve blinked, hand unmoved. “When?”
“Yeah, like three times, while you struggled with that guy. So, you’re welcome. You really tanked that flash-staff though. Those things sting.”
Sting was a tragic understatement. It took a worldly effort to hold up the pistol, and so Neve abandoned the gesture and didn’t exhaust herself with a reply. Smoke still darkened the quarry, and there were plenty other things to worry about...
trystan ;
“Booked full today,” I lie. Listening to Gabriel talk about the guardians and their narcissistic good-guy complexes makes me want to keep drinking, and right now I really need a better pillow than an empty liquor bottle. Probably a new shirt too.
“Don’t make me say please.” But I do, and Gabriel succumbs like the wet paper towel he’s always been. “Okay,” he catches up with a series of huffs, “please, Trystan. At least hear me out.”
I stop to stare him down. There’s a quirk in his brow he gets when he’s thinking too hard about something, there’s a clench in his jaw he gets when he’s anxious. If anything, seeing Gabriel so bothered wakes lots of great memories of bothering him, and I have to acknowledge some curiosity. I decide to humor him.
“Fine.” I grimace as nausea bloats up my throat. “Summarize.”
“I think I found the next Moon.”
“Holy shit,” I say, and then curl over my stomach and vomit.
at the bottom of the waterfall ;
“Well, have you come to avenge her or something? You’re rather timid about it.”
It burned his tongue to say anything to her sneered lip—but Louis only had Seraphine’s last guidance. And he trusted his mother. Gaze a bulwark, he lifted his chin. “My life is gone. I don’t have anything but the Spark. I need someone to teach me.”
“And here you are.”
“Here I am.”
Ysabelle stared at him, expression growingly coiled with a sour thought, until finally she huffed. “You realize the inconvenience of showing up like this? Of course not, Seraphine wouldn’t have taught you manners. To the Damp with it all. Just come inside and don’t touch anything.”
the hunger rot ;
“And as for you,” the mother narrowed her eyes at Peony, “the original innkeepers are at least five generations dead. What d'you expect to find here?”
In those five generations, the inn’s red-cedar flooring had been uprooted and replaced with a darker stain. Now the bar extended a full side of the dining area, the liquor stored behind sparkling glass instead of over shelves, round tables replacing the long benches. A hideous iron mesh made the new banister, but the chandelier looming above was utterly original – foggy glass bulbs and shed antlers woven together, light casting jaggedly through the bone. Peony had helped her father splice each piece. And true to his criticism, one lamp hung lower than the others.
“Well, girl? Do they clip your wits when they make you a Marrow?”
Peony dragged her eyes from the woodwork. “There’s a stream,” she said, voice a thorn thicket. “In the valley. Have you seen it?”
Which is your favorite vibe? :v thank you to the handful of people who tagged me for this one!! not sure who’s done this already... so i’m gonna bonk a BUNch of you and perhaps here's a chance to make another !! @kashacreates @athenswrites @magefaery @loveimogen , @theskeletonprior @werewolfsbutch @mel-writes-with-her-dragons @mr-writes @tc-doherty , @splashinkling @houndmouthed @thetruearchmagos @the-void-writes @cream-and-tea @magnus-s-writes @baroquesse @pinespittinink AND anyone who has an overflowing gallery of photos dedicated to their projects hehe <3
#writeblr#writeblr tag games#3 photos tag game#wip intro#muddshadow#this was honestly an emotional struggle to narrow down on 3 photos. gnashing of the teeth and yanking of the hair and such#but i liked how they turned out :)#which one caught your eye? :o#wip. to forget a prince#wip. bloodhounds#wip. trystan#wip. waterfall#wip. the hunger rot#mud writes
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OK, my kid made me watch Tangled again, and why am I thinking a Trystan/Carolina Tangled AU would be soooo much fun. lol
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The beginning of 2024 had definitely already brought it's share of challenges for me, but I'm hoping that maybe things will still be improving from here! Thinking positive!
Writing Goals
Where to even begin? I have probably 100+ WIP ranging from a scribbled idea on a post it to an outline that needs to be typed. I'd like to put a dent in that? So far each year, that list keeps growing instead of shrinking. I find that I'm more of the in the moment writer. It's all or nothing. Either I finish a piece in one sitting or it never gets done. I'd like to try to find more of a balance in 2024.
In a perfect world, here are some stories I'd like to complete:
Mal's proposal: I started this fic last February, and would really like to actually write it. I have art for it. I don't know what I'm waiting for, especially now that I have their Blades 2 AU proposal done 🙈
Laser Tag with Brylivia: This is just a short little drabble that I think is like 75% written. It's from 2 years ago. I really have NO excuses lol
Love and Scotch: This series fell away when I stoped writing Ethan (for a number of reasons). I'd love to finish this series. I had several more chapters planned but I might just skip some and at least get to what I envisioned as "the end" aka Thomas and Alex's HWU AU wedding and a big turning point for Ethan and Ellie.
#HollywoodHacks: Does anyone even care about this series? Anyone even remember it? I feel like no. I was really only writing it for 1 person, but they're not in the fandom anymore...It might not be the ending I'd planned or wanted, but I think I could wrap the series in 1 or 2 (tops) more chapters. I had hoped that the story would lead to me writing more for Ben Parks and my #LoveHacks MC but that never happened
Tipsy Nia x Daenarya: an anon requested tipsy Nia hitting on Daenarya and I started it but then never finished it. It's such a small drabble it seems silly to even include it here, but here we are!
Blades 2 AU: At the start of Blades 2 I was doing a great job keeping up with the book and rewriting the chapters to fit my vision for the characters. That kinda fell apart around Chapter 5. I'd like to finish that rewrite and see how Iliana fits into how the rest of the book happened. Last I wrote, Daenarya didn't even know she was pregnant.
Rayden and Lydo's Adoption: Mal and Daenarya have already decided to adopt them. I've also written them as a family. But, I've never written the actual story of Mal and Daenarya telling the boys they were adopting them and they'd be a family forever, so I'd love to do that!
Pairings I'd like to write more of in 2024:
Thomas and Alex: I used to publish 1 new story a day when I first started writing them. It lasted over a year, then it gradually decreased. Last year, I only wrote them 10 times! I know the lack of interactions with their stories, has definitely made me want to share less and just enjoy daydreaming for them, but still, I'd like to keep their story going, regardless of interactions, because they are so special to me. Plus, if I could wrap those two series above that they're in, that would definitely lift my RCD/HWU fic count for the year!
Nyx x Aerin: I LOVE NYX! NYX is incredible and I love love love them. Aerin is kinda fun too. I would love to develop these two more this year.
Trystan and Lilah: I've only written them a few times and I'd like to get to know them better
Beckett and Emma: I haven't written them in a long time and when I did write them it was for 1 particular series (them in Detention). With the Book Club replaying TE, I'm hoping I might be inspired to see what they're like outside of the library.
Troy and Astraea: I love these two but I haven't had time to explore them more. I don't think I'll have time to participate in the group reread right now, but I would still like to reread WTD at some point this year and keep developing them.
Daenarya x Maiele (@lilyoffandoms) + Mal x Tyril: In 2023, Lily and I started to develop these relationships more. I loved every second of that and I hope 2024 will bring us more of these four lovely characters.
Mal's Orphanage: Blades 2 destroyed the orphanage storyline. If PB wanted to steal it they should have done a better job of it. Like there was literally no point in them having that storyline since they abandoned it the first chance they got. I'd like to fix the Blades 2 orphanage storyline but then go back to focusing on my original orphanage because those children are my favorite.
Other Goals
Catch up on reading and be a more active reader
Follow and support new Choices accounts
Continue with the book club and other events I host but find a balance with hosting that I still have time to create and read/support others
Try my hand at drawing again. I had been drawing chibi's a while back and I haven't had time/the courage to try again, but @lilyoffandoms's incredible art journey this month has inspired me to add it to my list this year
Keep editing Aerin in the sluttiest Choices outfits I can find
Flesh out more of Olivia's pediatric practice and how she transitions from Edenbrook to Sunshine Pediatrics
Be kind to myself and let myself rest when I need it. I am my biggest critic and if you ask me what I'm good at, I'd say nothing and I would tell you everything wrong with anything I've ever done, including all of my pairings. I see the mistakes and I want to let myself see the good and focus on only that this year.
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WIP Wednesday
Currently have no energy to work on my AU so i’m working on an old idea i had months ago...i kinda hate it but honestly it’s just a first draft.
wip:
How many dead sprigs could she carry until they wilted into her? Emily sat beside her partner, a tall child laid bare. It was neverending; a chain of violence that never cut.
and here’s a little thing from the au that i really like as well :)
Even a worm will turn in its grave and haunt you. Flesh for the flesh. Sit and rot silly child, may it devour you.
#crimes of passion#wip#hopefully theyre not too revealing ?!#grief#choices#trystan x emily#choices crimes of passion#horror
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Heads Up 7 Up!
Rules: post 7 lines of a WIP. If you wanna be fancy, tag 7 people
I was tagged by @greypetrel and @jellydishes !
“It looks like that went well,” Jurian said as he fell into step on Trystan’s other side. “I know you have turned me down before, but I am due to make another trip to Amaranthine soon. If you would just let me speak on your behalf to the Warden-Commander–”
“I don’t need your charity!” Trystan insisted, letting go of Bethany so he could turn to jab a finger at Jurian’s chest. The thought of mirroring Bartrand was the only thing that sobered him up enough to drop his arm away from his cousin.
A brief glance told him that some of the hawkers had paused in selling their wares to glance at the scene.
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@fenharel-apologist94 @flashhwing @demandthedoodles @nightmarist @bog-mummies @daggerbean @hannahrama
#heads up 7 up#Cas writes#WIP#dragon age#dragon age 2#Trystan hawke#jurian amell#my mutuals my beloveds
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🪻Week Four: March 18-24
[March Prompt List] || [Weekly Masterlists]
⟢America's Most Eligible:⟢
Cherry Blossoms Dancing In The Sunlight 🖊️ [Mackenzie x MC] by @aallotarenunelma
⟢Blades of Light & Shadow:⟢
Adventures with Threep 🖊️ [Mal Volari x MC] by @storyofmychoices
Tyril x Kassandra 🎨 [Tyril x MC] by @lilyoffandoms
⟢Crimes of Passion:⟢
Gridlocked 🖊️ [Trystan x MC] by @inlocusmads
⟢The Freshman:⟢
Starting Route 🖊️ by @choicesmc
⟢Immortal Desires:⟢
Gabe Flower Crown 🎨 by @lilyoffandoms for @aria-ashryver
⟢Laws of Attraction:⟢
Hanahaki Disease 🎨 [MC] by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd
Wind 🎨 [MC] by @lilyoffandoms
⟢Platinum:⟢
Wisteria Will Intertwine Around Our Wrists 🖊️ [Raleigh x MC] by @aallotarenunelma
⟢The Princess Swap⟢
Clem Hawthorne & Nolia Julivert 🎨 by @lilyoffandoms
MC (WIP) 🎨 by @lilyoffandoms
⟢Red Carpet Diaries:⟢
If I had a flower... 🎨 [Hunt x MC] art by ArtbyAinna, submitted by @theartoflovingthomashunt
⟢Other:⟢
Flowers 🎨 by @lilyoffandoms
#choices march challenge#choices monthly challenge#march2024#march2024 masterlist#choices#playchoices#choices game#red carpet diaries#the princess swap#platinum#laws of attraction#blades of light and shadow#immortal desires#the freshman#crimes of passiofn#america's most eligible
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Sometimes you're a disciplined person and work on your two WIPs (four if you count original fiction)... and sometimes you end up writing a random Trystan x Emma drabble (ish?) from Olivia Nevrakis' POV.
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Thank you @aallotarenunelma for tagging me in WIP Friday. I have so many WIPs I could probably fill out 365 days well 366 days this year 🥰 So I’ll share some of my current WIPs with you.
Peppermint Kisses
Book: Crimes of Passion
Pairing: Rose De Luca x Trystan Thorne
“Cheer up Rosa. We’re trying to have fun. You do remember what fun is, right?“ Trystan grins and I give him an evil glare. Mafalda, Luke, Ruby and uncle Tommy snicker from the side.
“She actually doesn’t know what that word means. It’s not in her vocabulary.“ Luke teases. I take a marshmallow out of my mug and throw it at him. It hits him square in the face.
“Ugh. Gross.“ He rubs his cheek and we all laugh.
“There’s more where that came from.“ I taunt him and his dark brown eyes widen behind his black rimmed glasses.
Dear John - Part 1
Book: Open Heart
Pairing: Keiki Lahela x Koa Haulani
“What are these? They must be really old. And look, they're dated back from the 1940s. That’s during Pearl Harbor.“ She shudders. I pull her closer until she almost sits in my lap. She instantly relaxes.
“Where did you say you found these letters?“ I ask her and she picks another letter out of the pile.
“I found the letters down at Waikiki beach. They were hidden in the sand.“
“Damn Keiki, that's really cool. These letters date back a long time ago. Does it say anywhere who wrote the letters?“ I ask her and she opens up a letter and turns it over.
“Someone named Joy. No last name. She wrote it to the guy she loved. His name is John.“ She turns the letter over again.
We read the letter together, though it almost feels wrong to read lines in a love letter that wasn’t really meant for our eyes.
You make me see in colors
Book: Open Heart
Pairing: Luna Auclair x Bryce Lahela
”With the power vested in me I now pronounce you as husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride. But please don’t turn it into a make out session. That would make for a very awkward scene. Just saying.“
Lunes and I grin.
I take Lunes' face into my hands and kiss her. It feels as if we’re kissing for the first time. Her lips faintly taste like grapefruit.
I smile against her lips. Not wanting the kiss to end.
Sky turns towards everyone.
”I represent to you Mr. and Mrs. Lahela.“
Las hijas de Luna
Book: Open Heart
Pairing: Luna Auclair x Bryce Lahela
”Okay that’s good Lu. That’s good. Just keep pushing.“ Meilani says in a soothing voice.
I get to Luna’s side.
Luna shoots me an angry look.
”Where the fuck were you B?“
I wince and then I smile at her for using a curse word.
”Let’s leave story time for after you’ve given birth. What’s important is that I’m here.“
”I’m going to kick your ass for this later.“
I grin and kiss her forehead.
”I wouldn’t have it any other way.“
Meilani grins and her head nurse Valerie standing next to Meilani, keeping track of the heart monitor.
Meilanis voice gets me out of my trance.
”Dad? Wanna do the honors?“
I squeeze Luna‘s hand and stand in the front to catch the first baby.
As I do, a loud cry fills the room and I suddenly hold one of my girls in my arms.
Valerie smiles next to me.
I look at my little girl, and a whole new love enters my heart. I wasn’t prepared for this feeling.
It’s as if my heart is going to burst from all this love. Making space for new people entering my life. I still can’t believe Luna and I created these beautiful babies.
I take my daughter's little hand in mine and kiss it.
”Hi there, beautiful. Look at you being all pretty huh?“
Valerie keeps sniffing.
”A new member in your Ohana.“
I nod and keep rocking the baby and when she opens her eyes she looks at me and stops crying.
”It’s your awesome dad. So cool right? Look at your mom. Super strong and going at it.“
I’d love to see what you are working on if you’d like to share (no pressure):
And anyone else is welcome to join and share 🩷🩷🩷🩷
@inlocusmads @jerzwriter @the-pale-goddess @trappedinfanfiction @storyofmychoices @noesapphic @cariantha @cadybear420 @rosepetals1 @lilyoffandoms @aria-ashryver @zealouscanonindeer @kristinamae093 @amortentiaopenheart @jamespotterthefirst @liaromancewriter @potionsprefect @surrrenderronniebabe1 @a-cloud-for-dreams
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