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"Aro/Ace person gets given a love potion" story but instead of them being immune or whatever, it DOES work, and they realize IMMEDIATELY that they've been fed a love potion because this feeling is so wrong and foreign but everyone keeps laughing off the idea of it being a love potion because "they were probably just a late bloomer" or "no, you just finally found the right person!" and it's just a horror story about how no one believes them even though they know, they KNOW this isn't right and they can't stand it.

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So my problem with most ‘get to know your character’ questioneers is that they’re full of questions that just aren’t that important (what color eyes do they have) too hard to answer right away (what is their greatest fear) or are just impossible to answer (what is their favorite movie.)  Like no one has one single favorite movie. And even if they do the answer changes.

If I’m doing this exercise, I want 7-10 questions to get the character feeling real in my head. So I thought I’d share the ones that get me (and my students) good results: 

What is the character’s go-to drink order? (this one gets into how do they like to be publicly perceived, because there is always some level of theatricality to ordering drinks at a bar/resturant)

What is their grooming routine? (how do they treat themselves in private)

What was their most expensive purchase/where does their disposable income go? (Gets you thinking about socio-economic class, values, and how they spend their leisure time)

Do they have any scars or tattoos? (good way to get into literal backstory) 

What was the last time they cried, and under what circumstances? (Good way to get some *emotional* backstory in.) 

Are they an oldest, middle, youngest or only child? (This one might be a me thing, because I LOVE writing/reading about family dynamics, but knowing what kinds of things were ‘normal’ for them growing up is important.)

Describe the shoes they’re wearing. (This is a big catch all, gets into money, taste, practicality, level of wear, level of repair, literally what kind of shoes they require to live their life.)

Describe the place where they sleep. (ie what does their safe space look like. How much (or how little) care / decoration / personal touch goes into it.)

What is their favorite holiday? (How do they relate to their culture/outside world. Also fun is least favorite holiday.) 

What objects do they always carry around with them? (What do they need for their normal, day-to-day routine? What does ‘normal’ even look like for them.) 

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the fake fic ask game

🐝 send me a fake fic title, and I’ll make up a summary for it!

🐑 send me a fake set of fic tags, and I’ll try to come up with a summary for it!

🦮 send me a summary I already did for one of the above two, and I’ll try to write a snippet for that summary!

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I only hate certain types of fic the same way I hate mosquitos and ticks. Like get these nasty little buggers away from me but also I respect their place in the ecosystem.

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writers, why do you write?

put it in the tags u-u/

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New Secret Knots comic: "Cryptid".

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The smell of Bones 1/?

Genre: Breath of the Wild canoverse fanfiction; Rating: Lemon;

Overall CW: PTSD // Death related Trauma // Current CW: none;

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*clatter*

A faint sound, muted even further by the wind whining it’s way through the many cracks of the hut and the constant rustling of leaves of the trees around. Still, Link awoke immediately. Eyes aimed at the closed door leading outside, hand gripping the hilt of an old sword laying right next to him under the blanket. Years of forced deep sleep before being thrown into the hostile meadows of Hyrule had left him a very light sleeper.

*clatter*

The sound of moving bone was not one he was too used to. Link made it a point to clean the Durian hain surrounding the hut right after every Blood Moon. Tried to make it as safe a place he could, a place he could use to rest without having to worry. Or, well, at least have to worry a little bit less. Sure every once in a while some lone Bokoblin would find their way back here, but overall it had become a “home”. As much as he wasn’t quite sure if that was the right thing to call it.

*clatter bonk*

It was coming closer. Bones rattling against each other, followed by something blunt hitting on wood. Quietly Link slipped out of bed, sword still in hand, and maneuvered around the creaking floorboards he had memorized over time. Kneeling next to the door, he took a deep breath before looking through the widened gap between door and wall. 

He didn’t need long to find the creature, the white bones reflecting the moonlight shining through gaps in the leaves. With a spike of anxiety Link recognized it already being closer than what he had guessed, unconsciously gripping the sword harder till his hand threatened to cramp. 

From what he could make out of it’s form, he guessed it to be a Stalizalfos and from the rustling sounds and it not leaving it’s spot, he guessed it had gotten it’s spear stuck in the tree next to it. The undead were granted many gifts, but a brain was luckily not one of those. 

*crack clatter clatter*

Link ducked over to the mostly boarded up window, exchanged his sword with the bow that stood prepared right next to it and shakingly loaded an arrow on the string. Kneeling with his back to the wall, he forced himself to breathe calmly. To steady his hands.

Shot to the head. Grab the sword. Get there fast enough before it reforms.

So simple, so easy. He had done it so many times before and yet it still didn’t feel like it had become any less stressful. Any more like it was something he was actually meant to do. 

*rustle clatter rustle*

Another deep breath before he stood up, aimed the arrow through a hole in the window boards…and hesitated. While he hadn’t watched, the Stal had climbed the tree.

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About once a year I get insane about playing BotW, except this time I don't know where my switch is. Likely in one of the clean up piles that are still around >.>

Anyway, might find out if writing "Smell of Bones" scratches that itch

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there’s wip (active development) and wip (stuck in development hell) and wip (oh you’re not even getting funding for this one)

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You’re telling me this plot has a hole? Is it tight?

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these are my mutuals. they know who they are

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a writer's nightmare is having the vision for one specific scene for a fic and having to come up with The Rest

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looking for fics about your favorite character on ao3 be like:

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what the actual fuck

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ooh that sounds- what the fuck

unfinished

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the best fic ive ever read in my life. this absolutely ruined me and ill never be the same ever again

dont care

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WARNING do NOT start reading books and comics or watching movies or looking at art!!! you will start wanting to create art yourself. or god forbid. writing.