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[sonorous-eisfyl]

// @rathalascendant sent:

He didn't like being confined. To accommodate a large monstie, the researchers and medics of astera had cleared a space and created a makeshift tent to act as a temporary stable for Ratha. It was spacious enough, but past experience has taught Ratha that it was still a cage. And cages frightened him.

Thankfully, this time, they were doing their best to make it seem like it wasn't. He had a soft bed of hay, and his rider visited frequently and lay at his side when she could. Food and water was readily supplied. It seemed that in spite of everything, the commission was doing their best for the beast with the Wings of Ruin.

Tonight, a new visitor pushes past the tarp of his shelter. He can immediately tell that it isn't his rider—nevertheless, he shifts so that he can look at them from his place on the ground. Ah, the young hunter.

Said hunter was standing by the entrance of the tent, visibly unsure if he should approach or move any closer.

---- Walking cane in hand, Frosting shifts slightly as he observed Ratha. He finally came back from his original task that he was sent out to do, clothes dirtied by the forest floor and covered in various cuts and scrapes...

He didn't know why he made his way here of all places. One second he was at the canteen to get a snack on his way back to his room and the next he was... here. Frosting notes the broken wing, instantly taken by the guilt of what happened again. Even though he had time to calm down from the situation earlier, seeing the harm that was caused once more was enough to make him feel as horrible as he did then. While the medics had presumably no experience when it came to directly treating a monster, they were skilled and adaptable- they'll probably figure it out.

The hunter eventually takes a small step toward Ratha, watching for any sign of agitation or weariness before pulling out a paper wrapped sausage from his bag in offering.

"H-Hey," he starts, voice as soft and gentle as it could be. "I-- um... I brought you this from the canteen, if you'd like?"

[jadeylovesmarvelxo]

Somewhere Only We Know

Dustin wants to know why Eddie despises you over every other member of the dark side. You're just some cheerleader, right? What could you have possibly done to incur Eddie's wrath?

Starts off with Dusty Buns POV, then Eddie then yours.

Mentions of weed, Jason being a prick, Eddie pines but won't admit it... Mdni. Vecna? Who's Vecna.

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Dustin truly thought Eddie Munson was one of the coolest people he had ever known, Steve of course was on that list of total badasses as well.

However for all, Dustin knew of Eddie and that was a lot (the guy made his feelings loud and clear on a variety of things, conformity, Jason Carver, why metal was the superior genre of music, Jason Carver.

But in the few short months since Dustin joined Hellfire and was taken under Eddie's wing, there was one topic he wasn't so clued up on, and that was you and the mystery of why Eddie seemed to despise you above everyone else in this school.

He had tried to casually bring the topic of you up, sure you were a cheerleader and on the dark side and Eddie hated conformity and shit but clearly you had done something painful to Eddie for him to hate you like this.

Dustin wasn't exaggerating either, anytime you and Eddie were in the same vicinity of each other it was like the temperature dropped in the room and Dustin was chilled to the bone at the icy glares between you and Eddie.

Literally, the mention of your name had Eddie's eyes filling with disdain. "She's a traitor and can't be trusted, don't ask about her again Henderson" Eddie snapped during one lunch break when Dustin brought you up out of curiosity.

"Uh meaning?" he asks confused but not wanting to piss Eddie off any further. His question is ignored until Gareth answers it quietly.

"She used to be in Hellfire, then she tried out for a spot on the cheerleading squad and got in. Refused to choose between the two, said she could do both and that Eddie was being an asshole, they had a big fight and she left Hellfire. It broke Eddie's heart even though he pretends otherwise"

Well, shit. "Don't tell him I told you that dude and don't bring her up again. Touchy subject" Dustin nods and expects that's the last he will hear about you.

It's not.

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Eddie ignores the chatter around him while his gaze is solely focused on you. Jackson had been hanging around you constantly and for some reason, it pissed Eddie off. Couldn't he enjoy his pretzels and Yoohoo in peace without seeing such a sickening display?

If Eddie felt a twist in his gut every time Jackson got too close to you then that was his business.

"Can't they go to the bleachers and hash it out so I don't have to bring up my lunch every time Jackass decides to flirt" Eddie snaps and narrows his eyes at you, Gareth rolls his eyes and Jeff hides his snort behind a cough when Eddie's glare is aimed at him.

"Dude she's not even interested in him. He was an asshole when they dated and she got sick of him within two weeks" Jeff is apparently very informed on the matter and this annoys him even more.

"You're very informed on the dating lives of the dark side Jeff?" Jeff shrugs and mutters something under his breath, something suspiciously like he still talks to you from time to time.

This would be Eddie's next rant. Giving the time of days to traitors was not in the Hellfire handbook, just because they had pretty eyes and a sweet but deadly smile was not an excuse to break said rule.

Unfortunately, he has a deal to make, the rant would be adjourned to another time. "Gentlemen, I must leave you now to embark on a quest for gold in the deep dark woods" he bows then heads out to his spot in the woods.

Waits for ten minutes and thinks that whoever it is isn't coming. All he had to signify the meeting was a note in his locker and he's still unsure if he's walking into a trap by Carver.

Impatient and just about to give up, he gets up and then stills when he sees you walk into the clearing. What the shit... Since when did you smoke weed? He's never known you to do it in any of the time he's known you.

"Munson" you nod and he closes his gaping mouth as you join him on the table, he expects you to be tense but you close your eyes and enjoy the cool wind and the peace of just the birds singing and leaves rustling gently. He forgot how much you liked being out here.

He clears his throat refusing to get lost in memories and you sigh, open your eyes and he stares back impassively. "Surprised Jackass isn't hanging off you like a limpet" he snarks and you roll your eyes at his tone.

"Jackson' you emphasize ''needs to take a hint. Look, Megan asked me to pick up weed for the party this weekend, so we can cut to the chase" Eddie snorts, you never did have time for bullshit.

"How much do you want?" you shrug and place twenty-five bucks on the table.

"Carver is paying apparently" There is a glint of mischief in your eyes and you smile impishly. Eddie does not get lost in that smile, no way. He clears his throat and smirks.

"Well if it's Carver's money" he takes the full amount and is surprised when you unsuccessfully try to hide a smile. He sobers up and plays with his rings, looks at you briefly then speaks again.

"Uh, it's potent so just make sure that you don't get overboard" he spits it out quickly, like he doesn't care either way what you do. You pause before getting up and there's that soft smile again.

"Careful Munson, anyone would think you still care about me'' there's a sadness to your tone and Eddie watches you go. There's an ache in his chest that feels all too familiar.

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You loved cheerleading, the closeness you felt with the rest of the team, learning routines together and having each other's backs. The close friendship you had with Chrissy and Tina. It was senior year and the cheer squad were on the precipice of winning a trophy for the school.

In that sense your life was perfect. In other ways not so much. You hated Jason but tolerated him for Chrissy. Jackson wouldn't stop bugging you to go back out with him, even though you had barely dated him for two weeks and grew tired of his jealous and demanding behaviour.

No way were you going down that road again. Then there was Eddie Munson, who hated you and made that feeling known, he was the bane of your existence and yet you were so tired of the animosity between you both.

Most of all you were sick of Jason and his stupid superiority, boy did he never let you forget that you didn't belong with the cheer squad. He all but cornered you after lunch to rant at you for laughing at one of Eddie's stupid jokes at Jason's expense.

It was a reflex. That's all and it was funny to see Jason brought down a peg or two.

"Don't think I forget where you came from freak, you can easily go back to obscurity playing Dungeons and Dwarves with Munson and his band of geeks" Jason snaps and you meet his gaze with unwavering intensity.

"Dragons", He looks confused and you smirk ''Its Dungeons and Dragons, dumbass" you tack on dumbass at the end just to piss him off even more, how dare he threaten you? Who did he think he was?

Sometimes you wished you could just go back and be a part of Hellfire Club again, a club that so easily accepted and looked after their own. Cheerleading was similar to that but the people in your friends circle sure liked to ruin any sense of security you felt. Mostly Jason and some of his Neanderthal friends.

Jason snorts and then he slams the locker beside you hard and it rattles you but you don't show it, when that doesn't work Jason knocks the books out of your hands and they go flying and he stomps on them before he leaves.

His laughter echoes down the hallway and you shout after him that he's an asshole, gather the books as best as you can and freeze as your well-loved copy of The Hobbit which already isn't in the best state falls apart completely.

Tears pool in your eyes and you hastily wipe them away, it's just a book, it's just a book you chant in your head but it doesn't work. It's been your constant companion since you were nine and it breaks your heart to see it tattered and broken.

Ringed hands help gather the rest of your work and you whimper. Shit, not him. Not now. Hastily you wipe your tears away and stand up, meet Eddie's gaze as he holds your books for you.

He looks begrudging in helping you but slowly his features soften at your tears, he looks at the tattered book in your hand, at the faint smudge of a shoe print.

"Who...Carver did this?" he growls and you nod still seething but the anger is ebbing away to sadness.

"I've had that book since I was nine and I know I can buy a new one but it's not the same, I hate him and I hate his stupid bullshit king title. He's an asshole and his group of Neanderthal friends and he can't even get the name of D&D right and I miss...'' you swallow and Eddie's anger melts away, his gaze intent on you.

"What do you miss?" he asks softly and you figure you've already spilled out some secrets so why not indulge one more.

"I miss Hellfire and I miss y...everyone" you hurriedly say and hope Eddie didn't notice the slip ''but everyone hates me now"

Eddie gently hands you back your books and you thank him. He's silent for a moment then speaks up.

"Everyone misses you too" he is about to walk away when you stop him. Your heart is racing but you have to be sure.

"Everyone?" you confirm and he knows what you're asking, if everyone includes him. He nods and reaffirms what he said.

"Everyone sweetheart and one more thing... no one hates you" he walks away at that point, runs to catch up with one of the freshmen in Hellfire and steals his hat. A laugh bursts out from you as you watch Dustin? as he chases Eddie around the hallway.

Yeah, you do miss Hellfire...and Eddie.

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When you get to your locker on Monday morning there's something jammed in your locker so that it isn't fully closed. When you open the locker, a book falls out and you recognise the cover immediately.

A new copy of The Hobbit. You pick the book up and hug it to your chest, eyes sparkling with tears. You know exactly who left it in your locker but the little note of crumpled-up paper falls out.

It's clearly ripped from a Dungeon Masters notebook. All that's on it is a small message in a messy scrawl but it makes your heart skip several beats anyway.

Since Carver ruined the first copy, I thought you might want another.

E M 🖤

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[kxttqi]

💌 "BE MY VALENTINE?" — A VALENTINES SPECIAL EVENT 💌

— feb 2 to feb 28 —

your fave has been down astronomically for you, and this valentine’s, they’re finally confessing. maybe it’s been a long time coming. maybe it’s a total surprise. do you accept? 

this event is all about giving you the valentine’s confession you deserve — a soft, heartfelt love letter? a full on cinematic confession scene? say less!

status: [OPEN]

HOW TO PARTICIPATE:

send me an ask OR dm me on tumblr (mutuals can ask for my disc!)

required:💌 character (aka your valentine 😌) 💌 confession format (fic, smau, or letter) 💌 your personality

✧ optional: 🎀 ideal confession scenario (public, private, under the stars — get creative!!) 🎀 any specifics? (pet names, tropes, love languages, selfship lore) 🎀 tell me whatever (no really, ramble all you want <3 )

✧ what you will receive:

🌹the gift that they choose to give you (image off of pinterest!)

🌹your confession in the requested format (what the fuck happened to the formatting ignore that space above ty) 🌹a song to go with the scenario (lmk if u have artist prefs)

📌 fandoms: haikyuu, mha, genshin, hsr (i haven’t finished the penacony quest yet so i MAYY ask for more info on a character 😗), kny, bsd, jjk, bllk (JUST started watching so im shaking in my boots while adding this to the list PLSPLSPLS give me info ab ur chosen chara….)

tagging: [ @kenyuukissme ]

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[brandogenius]

hi honey, how are you?

I think I've already said this a few times, but I have to say it again, I love your writings, they are super adorable ❤‍🩹❤‍🩹❤‍🩹

I was wondering if you could write more about Naomi and reader baking or cooking together.

Maybe Naomi and reader decided to follow a cinnamon roll recipe they saw online.

Beforehand thank you very much! 💌

I hope you are having a nice morning/afternoon/night (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)

hi my love!! i’m very well! how are you? i hope you have a good day / night too!!!

i hope you don’t mind i made this a bit different!! like naomi and reader going shopping for the ingredients idk i thought it was cute 😭 (i love this photo 😭)

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ONE SHOT - naomi x reader - cinnamon rolls

word count: 460

“where’s the sugar at?”

“i think isle four”

you held the trolly as naomi stared down intensely at the list in front of them. katie’s writing was written lopsidedly on the crumpled page.

katie had written out a list of ingredients for a cinnamon roll recipe she wanted to try. you, having the baking skills, took the offer in making them alongside naomi who wanted to help out.

katie sent you two on your way quickly. leaving the tourbus with a small piece of paper in hand to go on a side quest that consisted of going to a random grocery store to find the stuff that you unfortunately did not have at the bus.

you weren’t really sure how you were going to make the cinnamon rolls but that was a problem for future you.

“are you sure this is isle four?” you push the trolly down the isle, following naomi closely. they were on a mission. paper held tightly as they snapped their head left and right to look at the different foods stocked onto the shelves.

“i think this is the frozen isle” naomi turned back to stare at you with a deep frown on their face. “baby i’m not lost - i know where i’m going” they whined.

“not doubting you. it’s just.. i don’t think sugar would be where frozen pizzas are” naomi picks up their pace, turning the corner onto the next isle. you push the trolly behind them.

“i can’t even read what this is” they scratched their neck with a sigh, eyes scanning around the isle. “we need eggs” the tattooed brunette picks up their speed again, speed walking down the isle as they scan through all the different items in the shelves

“why don’t we swap? i’ll take the list and you push the trolly?” you suggested. naomi stopped, turning slowly to face you as they squinted their eyes.

“i know what im doing.”

“are you sure? because it seems like you’ve gotten us lost three times now” you gave a small smile.

“i didn’t.. i just- it’s a big ass grocery store- why do they need three isles dedicated to sauces and two floors ?”

“can’t we ask employees?” you admired naomi’s determination. it was honestly a bit funny and endearing.

“i suppose” naomi shrugged their shoulders, crossing their arms with a frown . “we only have two more things to get then we can head back to the bus. sugar, eggs and salt- so scratch that. three things instead” naomi mumbled to themselves. running a hand through their hair with a sigh.

“stop stressing your pretty little head baby. let’s move to the next isle- give me this.” you reached over, taking the paper from their hands.

“follow me”

[x3nawr1tes]

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FANDOMS/CHARACTERS I WILL WRITE FOR:

BLUE LOCK;

Isagi yoichi, nagi seishiro, reo mikage, karasu tabito, rin itoshi, chigiri hyoma, oliver aiku, kunigami rensuke, yukimiya kenyu, and otoya eita

HAIKYUU!!;

hinata shoyo, kageyama tobio, nishinoya yuu, tsukishima kei, sugawara koushi, oikawa toru, iwaizumi hajime, kozume kenma, kuroo tetsuro, yaku morisuke, haiba lev, bokuto koutaro, and akaashi keiji,

SK8 THE INFINITY;

Literally everyone except maybe that red haired government official

LINK CLICK;

Literally everyone/ anyone excluding the twins bc i will not be writing about them. Oh and i wont be writing about anyone thats CURRENTLY dead.

HONKAI: STAR RAIL;

im open to doing anyone except people introduced in amphoreus, since i havent done the quest yet. Just ask, and ill see!

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[graysparrowao3]

💛❤️💌 for the ask game!

luvwich!! Helloooo! Thank you for the ask! Hope you're doing as well as can be <3

💛 What is the most impactful lesson you’ve learned about writing?

Hmm. Good question... I sat with this one a while.

Relearning dialogue grammar was fun lol. If you look at everything I posted in chronological order you can steadily see the grammar improve lmao. So anyone reading this who worries about getting stuff perfect, we all start (or restart) somewhere, the technical stuff can be worked on, more important to write it and enjoy it. <3

But thinking more impactfully, I think maybe for me...

It's not too late, and it all adds up. It's not too late to write those stories, and they happen one word at a time. You've not missed your opportunity, and it's also not a race. As long as you keep at it bit by bit and don't give up you can make a lot of progress.

❤️ What is your favorite line that you’ve written in a fic?

This changes every time I think on it, probably because I like them all for different reasons. For this exact moment... I'm going to go with the very end of my first completed multichapter fic. I'd written about what if Rolan was a Companion and at the very end I listed all the companion quests as 'Complete' and added "The Elturian Prodigy. Complete." I got a little emotional about it at the time.

💌 Is there a favorite trope you like to write?

I feel like I'm not super familiar with tropes names per se, but based on what I've written so far, apparently it's a lot of emotionally unavailable men, trauma and socialization that hasn't been fully processed, families, and wrestling with emotions and internal conflict. Angst. Lotta angst.

Thanks for dropping the ask, back atcha! <3

[sentfromwolves]

✧ SENTFROMWOLVES. ⊰ WRITEBLR INTRO & TAG/WIPS DIRECTORY ⊱

➺ Hey friends! Welcome to my writeblr (re)intro. If you’re new here, my name is Eran. I’m 20+, nonbinary (they/them, experimentally he/him), and not only is my sun in Virgo, so is my rising (heck). I’m from the pnw but I live in new england now, and if you ever see a key smash, I swear it was my cats. You can find out more about me here!

⊰  Let’s get some house keeping out of the way really quick! ⊱

➺ I interact from @calamityeden! If you see that username in your dms/ask box, it’s just me! 

➺ Feel free to tag me in ask/tag games! I am open to them and happy to partake. I am slow, so please don’t mind if I take my time in responding! ; w ;

➺ Never hesitate to DM or sending my asks about my wips or inquire about my tag lists. I’m also always happy to just say hi! My dms/ask box is not a scary place, I swear! I am just a slow and somewhat distracted potato.

➺ This is a strictly 18+ writeblr. Please DNI with me if you are a minor and respect my boundaries.

Ok cook, now onto the more exciting stuff. 👀✨

✧ TAGS MASTERLIST ✧ there are others but these are the important ones!

➺ 📝 my writing (woo!) 

 ➺ 💌 my graphics (double woo!) 

➺ 😤 shoutout train (for amazing writers & writing!) 

➺ 🎉 game train (for oc games/asks & answers!) 

➺ 🎑 insp tag (general inspiration for wips)

➺ 💫 shut up eran (personal thoughts, rants about writing, etc) 

➺ 📚 resource tag (!!) 

➺ 💦 you should be writing (writing memes & silly things) 

✧ So what do I write? ✧ I write queer NA/Adult crossover fantasy. Sometimes it’s space fantasy. Sometimes it’s urban fantasy. And sometimes I get really wild and do historical fantasy too. You can check out my main projects below for a better understanding of what I’m focused on at the moment!

In any and all of my works, you can be sure to find: 

➺ Nonbinary and trans voices at the heart of the story. 

➺ Polyamorous relationships in varying shades of platonic/romantic. 

➺ Tall men who love their tiny lovers. Am I a size difference hoe? Yeah. Yep. 

➺ Soft magic systems, celestial gods, sprawling series-long plots. 

➺ Large queer diverse casts. I very rarely write anything that doesn’t have an ensemble cast involved. 

✧ While I don’t often write explicit content into my projects, I am always happy to provide a list of potential tws for each of them. ✧ Very often I will explore complex topics and sensitive issues through the lens of my characters with a lot of nuance based on my own experiences (gender identity being a major one among others), and I will always mark anything I share appropriately if they are discussing or involving sensitive issues. 

✧ Beneath is a list of my active projects I am projecting to work on through 2022-2023! ✧ Feel free to ask about any of them, or inquire about being added to their taglists! 

✧ BIRTHRIGHT / ENCHANTED AT EVENTIDE.  ⊰ Adult Soft Fantasy Series ⊱

In Adrien, the light of the sun is eternal, but there are whispers that once, it was not. The middle daughter of the last Lunar Celestials in the realm, Aurora spends her time avoiding would-be suitors and reading myths of lost moons and missing stars, wondering where the night has gone.

But when her eldest sibling goes missing, Aurora flees her home to find a way to bring Diana back - even if it means chasing fairytales off the edge of the world and into the unknown. The last thing she expects is the help of an arrogant planetary god, or to unravel the mysteries of Adrien's broken past only to find herself at the center of a prophecy forgotten by time itself.

Soon enough, what had once been Aurora’s quest to find Diana and bring them safely home becomes a journey that will decide the fate of all Adrien--and the rest of the shattered celestial realm of Tolemia too.

➺ WIP PAGE . ➺ WIP TAG . ➺ CAST PAGE (UC)

✧ HIS BODY A BROKEN LAW.  ⊰ Nitty Gritty Urban Fantasy Duology ⊱

There’s a clock tattooed on Nemesis’s wrist, and when it reaches midnight on his 21st birthday, it will kill him.

It doesn’t help that his mother was the one who cursed him, and that the demon possessing his car ate her down to the bones before Nemesis could get her to break it. But Nemesis is nothing if not versatile, not when he’s only got a few months left until the big bad end. If a deal with the devil under the hood of his vintage car is what it takes to survive, Nemesis doesn’t mind selling what’s left of his soul.

But Judge doesn’t just want Nemesis’s soul. The demon has bigger, meaner plans than that, and he needs Nemesis’s help to see them through. After all, stealing the heart of a living city isn’t a one-man job, and for all Nemesis is cursed, he’s still the first True Witch in a generation. And with a centuries old turf war raging through the streets of the Veldt, Judge and Nemesis are going to need each other’s power if they hope to make it past every last exorcist, demon, and vengeful witch in their way―regardless of whether they can stand each other or not.

➺ WIP PAGE . ➺ WIP TAG . ➺ CAST PAGE (UC)

✧ CARVE THE STARS.  ⊰ Neo 80′s Space Opera ⊱

Two hundred years after reaching the stars, it turns out that aliens are either dead, missing, or worse.

For Wren Akane, this is a fact of life that comes alongside the three golden rules: water is wet, the sky is red, and whatever came before left something behind. A mechanic of Terra-9, a backwater planet in the backdrop of a budding human nation set against a foreign set of stars, Wren doesn’t care much for the starward politics of the galaxy, but they certainly have something to say about the aliens everyone thinks are merely dead.

Unfortunately, Wren’s golden rules are shattered the moment Marek Khalid touches down on Terra-9 and challenges them to a race. A star pilot turned famous for coming back the lone survivor of the missing deep space mission of the century, Marek is nothing short of dangerous, but Wren never learned better than to play with fire when it came crawling to their door.

But being burned is the least of Wren’s worries when their life is turned upside down by an alien doorway in the desert opening again after a thousand years closed, and a sudden calling only they can hear. Drawn into an intergalactic war when their planet is sieged in search of something ancient and holy, Wren is forced to flee to the stars, where they learn that they may play a greater role in the universe than they’d ever asked for, and that now, they’re being called on to finish the job.

After all, Wren might not have won the war they started ten thousand years ago, but they’re nothing if not determined to end it once and for all.

➺ WIP PAGE . ➺ WIP TAG . ➺ CAST PAGE (UC)

✧ PREY FOR THE WICKED.  ⊰ Adult Dark Fantasy Trilogy ⊱

The only thing in all of Ossia that men fear more than monsters are the red-coated hunters that slay them.

That's none of Zara's concern. As long as their coin continues to line her pockets, they can continue cowering for the rest of their years. A Marchen, Zara's life is defined by hunting and killing the beasts of the world, whether undead or divine or some hideous corruption of both.

But when Zara is hired to find out what is eating wives in an ancient forest far to the north, she is forced to work alongside a necromancer to get to the bottom of the malady in the heart of the woods. The last thing she expects is to fall into a forgotten kingdom trapped in time, or have to make an uneasy truce with the cursed wolf-headed queen that rules it to find a way to kill the evil sleeping within.

➺ WIP PAGE . ➺ WIP TAG . ➺ CAST PAGE (UC)

And that’s all she wrote for now! Please feel free to reach out anytime hehe! 💝

[autumnslance]

(@driftward) Let's see. Let's Get ((REAL)) fic writer asks, for.. ✨, 💫,🎀,🎀,🎀,💌

*screeches*

Someday I am making a prompt list and there'll be no numbers or letters or symbols, just the questions so folks who aren't menaces have to put the full text in the Ask.

Anyroad. Scheduling maintenance on our local bot later. For now:

✨What's a fic you've posted you wish you could breathe life into again and have people talking about it? (or simply a fic you wish got more credit)

Fics like "When Everything Changes" and "Where the Skies Are Safe" are works I'm quite fond of, but are hard to sell to fandom readers either here or on Ao3; they're from the perspective of my OCs as small children, and very few people want to read kid fic.

But a chunk of my literature studies were in YA and Kid Lit, as I originally was dual-majoring an Education degree, and I've always found getting into a child's (or pet's) mindsets and perspectives to be an interesting exercise as a writer, and finding what new info it can reveal that an adult POV won't notice or would see differently.

💫what is your favorite kind of comment/feedback?

Any and all of them, but incoherent screeching is always fun, as are rambles about what someone liked, maybe even the why if they can articulate it (if not, that's cool, just copy-pastes of favorite lines with keysmash responses are great too).

🎀give yourself a compliment about your own writing

x3?!

FINE.

-I am a decent mimic; I can copy a style and voice patterns pretty well, enough to make what I'm writing read or "sound" like the style I'm playing in. The attempt in many of my works to feel like quest text or the official stories on the Lodestone is intentional, and I feel good when I get comments on it cuz that's the goal.

-I can drop some evocative, pithy lines to make one giggle and/or break one's heart.

-My constant replaying and revisiting the text, and talking to/reading about others' canon-centric takes on characters and situations, means my NPC characterizations tend to be good. Which is good practice for making my own OCs distinct people that fit into the world well.

💌share something with us about an up-and-coming work (WIP) that has you excited!

(Again, with the caveat I've been in a bit of a slump break since BSotP, here's a bit of more the Thancred in the First fic I don't...think? I've shared? If I have, what of it! Below the cut cuz someone asked multiple questions so this got long.)

“So can you build it?” Thancred asked.

The blacksmith looked over his crude drawings and the schematics pulled from the Tower’s archives, as well as the detailed descriptions Thancred had painstakingly written with Gridick’s aid. “I think so; enough to get a prototype working, and then we can go from there.”

Thancred nodded. “Do let me know,” he said, offering his coins for the initial deposit.

It had been several months since that first disastrous patrol. Thancred had been on a few other patrols since, as well as forays into the forest on his own. The more common wildlife wasn’t much of a problem, but the sin eaters, when stumbled across, left him feeling as if his simple blades were no longer adequate.

So he had delved into the Tower’s archives, seeking out weapon schematics. The Exarch couldn’t say which time period the Tower had come from when summoned to the First, but Thancred figured it had to be later than his own, since the Tower was still in Mor Dhona from his perspective.

Days of searching had found not only equivalent Allagan plans, but also a few Garlean and even proper Bozjan examples for the sort of gunblade he wanted. The weapon would still allow him his speed and dexterity, but also was far more defensive, for himself and others.

The only trouble was going to be the cartridges, as Thancred could not imbue them himself. That was a bridge to cross later; for now, he would see if the Mean’s artisans could even create a workable gunblade.

He made his way across the Crystarium toward the markets before returning to his apartment. He wanted to stop by the city’s single barber.

Thancred still wasn’t the best at shaving daily; his schedule was still too easily thrown off, he was often in the field, and frankly it wasn’t much of a concern. His hair was getting far too long and ragged, though, enough that something had to be done.

In another moon, he would count a year on the First, though the mirror still showed only a day had passed on the Source, which was the smallest of comforts. He helped the Exarch search the Tower’s archives as the man tried various spells and counter-effects to send Thancred’s soul back to his body, but to no avail.

[sonorous-eisfyl]

// @rathalascendant sent:

"Ah, fighting the impossible just seems like your average everyday adventure in my group . . ." Mari sighs. Girl are . . . are you okay?

She sure didn't seem very alright

---- Frosting tilts his head curiously, quietly taking a few moments to consider if he should ask about it. He was never really that good in the comfort department, but at the very least could probably offer at most his time to listen. Lowering the book in his hands, he blinks before eventually speaking

"Do... do you uh, want to... talk about that?"

She didn't have to, really. If he wasn't currently waiting for the argosy to try and get him some ingredients for other sweets he would've offered her some kind of food. There was still a good bit of matcha powder in his room, so a drink maybe...

[sonorous-eisfyl]

// @riiese sent:

"Please — do not hurt me...!" (-Ingvar)

Though hesitating for a moment, the boy lowers his weapon.

---- Of course for one, Frosting didn't expect to see what could only be described as a literal giant in the area when he went out today. Let alone somehow getting caught off guard by them. When you lived in a world filled with high danger of getting crushed or mauled by wyverns and the like 3x your size, one could probably forgive the boy for reacting the way he did.

He was merely here to gather up a few more medicinal plants and resources for ammo, coming across someone so large... he didn't know what to make of it of course. He's never seen a human so large.

Armed with a glaive in hand, the hunter takes a few steps back in hopes that was enough to show he wasn't going to attack in any way. Dropping the formerly defensive stance he had taken instinctively. This... couldn't have been a more confusing situation to be in.

"I'm sorry I won't... I won't hurt you! I promise! I just-- I just got a little scared, is all,"

[sonorous-eisfyl]

📋 with Raionshi because why not?

Incorrect Quotes

// i have absolutely 0 clue on vibes so these might be ooc-ish i am apologising beforehand

Raionshi: Hey, how are you doing today? Frosting: Can we change the subject before I start crying? ---------- Raionshi: I’m quick at math. Frosting: Ok, what’s 38 times 76? Raionshi: 24. Frosting: That wasn’t even close. Raionshi: But it was quick. ---------- Raionshi: Who hurt you? Frosting: *snorting* What, do you want a list? Raionshi: ...Yes, actually.

[sonorous-eisfyl]

Happy birthday to him! Here's a gift from Ryuji!

"Ryuji! You didn't have to!"

Oh this was exactly the kind of thing he loved! The plush! The pastels! Frosting happily takes it instantly into his arms with a big smile, giving it a soft hug

"Thank you so much!"

[sonorous-eisfyl]

Pokemon prompts

// @venalos sent:

[FISH, Safine @ Frosting]

To think that things had been going so well up until this very moment. Safine had initially thought that it would be a fantastic idea to take Frosting on a small fishing trip; a little sibling outing so that the two may unwind far away from everyone else. And it certainly was a fantastic idea, seeing how today's weather was fair and everything seemed peaceful. Emphasis on "seemed", since Safine had also thought that it would be a fantastic idea to use a frog as bait, hoping to snag something a little bigger than a simple Sushifish. It barely took a handful of minutes for a Plesioth of all things to emerge from the depths, infamous for their love of frogs, and it took less time for it to swallow the frog whole and hook itself on Safine's line. Then, once again, it took even less time for it to bolt off in alarm, pulling the poor Rider straight into the watery depths. And so there she went, still holding tightly onto her rod, skidding and flopping across the water's surface as the Plesioth dragged her along at breakneck speed. Needless to say, mistakes had been made and lapses in judgement have been had.

Briefly, despite the scene unfolding before him; Frosting didn't seem to be too panicked

---- Peacefully remaining in his spot, line still cast out into the open waters- the hunter and palamute watch as Safine skids across the surface of the water. Sure, when the Plesioth first nabbed her he was stunned. But afterward, watching the somewhat comedic result of using a frog as bait? It was much more entertaining this way

. . . He did warn her this might happen, after all; being the ecology nerd that he was- he saw this possibility coming a mile away

Still... this was kind of the situation. Not a very common one, but it was still a Plesioth they were dealing with. A very... panicked Plesioth. Yet how far out they were in the water now meant there wasn't a whole lot he could do without going in there himself. Jam snorts as it watches, Frosting following with a snicker.

"I'm sure she'll be fine," he mutters, turning his gaze back to the line and patting his companion softly, returned with a huff in agreement. He doesn't feel like getting wet right now anyway. Not if he can help it.

Hooking his line with a hum, he reels in a sushifish- killing it swiftly with his hunter's knife. All while Safine was left to figure out how to get out of her current situation with the Plesioth

[sonorous-eisfyl]

((@storiedocs says henlo!))

🗣️

Send 🗣️ and my muse will tell yours about a character from their canon and/or backstory!

"My friends? Well... there's Odessa! She's probably one of the oldest friends that I've known throughout my life"

He holds a hand up to his chin in thought, figuring out where to possibly start. They did have a lot of history, after all.

"I met her when I was in the Research Commission's Fifth Fleet, allllll the way back when I was.... maybe about 14? The commission let me dip into handler duties and they assigned me to her since her handler got into an.... accident."

"We were roughly the same age! And I.. don't really remember how, but we got along pretty fast!" He laughs to himself fondly, nodding.

"I've basically seen her go through it all- helping redirect Zorah Magdaros, slaying Nergigante, Xeno 'jiiva, Velkhana, Shara Ishvalda... even Alatreon and by some miracle- a Fatalis! I... ha, I honestly don't know how she's done it. I'm... I'm honestly just glad she's still alive, after all of that."

[sonorous-eisfyl]

at what time do they tend to go to sleep?

Mundane headcanons

generally depends on the timeline- his sleep schedule is insanely fucked over and his old tendencies to overwork / tunnel vision onto tasks means he has a habit of staying up a little too late for a boy his age

it also depends on the day's activity and he usually naps or sleeps anytime he's actually sleepy, but this of course also results in some generally poor quality sleep at times and worsens when stressed (ie post iceborne period, start of the rampage during rise)

chronic pain also makes it difficult for him to sleep sometimes on days where it's been worse than usual but in the absolute worst case scenario he passes out despite it and wakes up a little less than well rested. he's just kind of tired overall but he manages despite it