#Acey writes

[vinmauro]

make me write: 10k edition

hi it's that time again. i'll probably post these every sunday and have it run from tuesday to tuesday. it's really good motivation and i'd really love to get these done considering they're prompts that were sent to me so long ago i'm sure some of you forgot.

acey's poll breakdown

this poll is to determine which of my wips will be worked on for 1 week for a goal of 10k

in case of a tie, i'll split 5k between both

the writing won't start until tuesday 12 am and will end the following tuesday 12 am (est)

you may (and it's highly encouraged!!) periodically message me for snippets of which won

you may reblog and random people may vote idc

if you'd like to do this, may i point you to the original poll post that i'm basing this off. but also feel free to do what you want bc, after all, this is for fun!!

if before sunrise au wins (since i'm still working on it and getting close to finishing it) whatever will be left will go to second place.

the wips

another life

pairing: eddie munson x nancy wheeler prompt: things you said when we were on top of the world plot: musician!nancy wheeler & actor!eddie munson are getting a divorce! read all about it on page six. in an era of social media and high expectations, two people fell in love with versions of themselves they no longer know or recognize.

before sunrise au

pairing: steve harrington x argyle prompt: things you said under the stars and in the grass plot: before sunrise au but make it gay and silly and ridiculous. also giving argyle some strange ass lore is my vibe. they’re going to walk around vienna with absolutely no aim for anything. they talk to each other about shit they never told anyone else bc it isn’t like they’ll see each other again. one night to do something reckless. one night to fall in love with a stranger. note: this is close to being finished so yk vote with caution

city lights

pairing: eddie munson x nancy wheeler prompt: things you said when you thought i was asleep plot: affectionately called bartender au where nancy is a bartender, currently lost and trying to find herself in the new city she’s been living in for the past year. eddie is a musician in this but not terribly successful, playing small clubs here and there. there’s a past.

daydreams

pairing: jonathan byers x argyle prompt: things you said under the stars and in the grass / things you said at 1 am plot: a couple of dudes getting high in a van, hitting some golf balls, sitting on a picnic blanket obliviously falling in love under the stars.

tied pt 3

pairing: steve harrington x chrissy cunningham prompt: things you said when you thought i was asleep (pt 4 will also be this one) plot: the third part of tied me to you where there’s a funky little time jump and it’ll cover summer, fall and new years eve of 1990. steve’s point of view. this is where the when harry met sally vibes come in. going to keep the spoilers to a minimum since i haven’t posted pt 2 yet.

[2aceofspades]

TW: Blood/Injury, Implied Death

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With you

Lil one-shot I guess...??

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After the dust cleared, it was dead silent. The air was thick with moisture from the dark clouds looming above them all. Someone, probably Raphael, yelled out something Two didn't quite process, his ears still ringing as his vision slowly cleared.

A faint blue glow flickered in the near distance, not too far from where Two was slumped on the ground. More muffled shouts rang out as Two attempted to collect himself, staggering to his feet and trudging over to the source of-

No.

Just the image alone was enough to bring Two collapsing back to his knees. Stupid, he thought.

"H-hey..." One's weak voice just barely got through to Two, snapping him right out of his thoughts.

He stared down at the dimming blue glow, watching it flicker and fade in and out. How the hell are you still here, breathing?

His thoughts became flooded in his head, even more so as he felt his arms cradle his brother's near-lifeless body.

"Did we win?"

Two felt his jaw clench at One's question, feeling frighteningly close to grinding his teeth until they were flat.

Did we win?

The question echoed in Two’s head, as if that would better help him process this moment. In any other instance, he would have deflected and scoffed at such an empty, meaningless question. Did it matter? he thought as he titled his head up, looking around briefly at the wasteland that surrounded them. It was over, that much was apparent.

"Yes,” he huffed, looking down at his brother in his arms as he continued, “Now, shut it and save your strength. Your heart-"

"I know," One croaked out in between a few sputtering breaths, interrupting Two in more ways than one. Two tried to ignore the cast-off of blood coming from his brother's mouth, despising the sickening feeling settling in his stomach as it hit his chin. One smiled weakly up at his brother, his eyes dull and unfocused.

How dare you, Two thought to himself.

His eyes flickered from One's exposed heart, bleeding out and hardly beating, and back to his brother’s face. His brother looked beaten, bloody...broken. It wasn't a look he saw from him often, if at all. It was that damn smile that he watched waver as One's heart beat softer and softer. What cruel irony, Two couldn't help but think, a metaphorical expression brought to life by his stupid, thoughtless, idiotic brother.

Two could still fix this. Even as he held his brother tighter against his own plastron and felt his shirt get soaked by the horrid mix of blood and empyrean; he thought to himself how he'd be the one to fix this.

There was no other choice left.

“Good…” One let out the softest of chuckles, “…we…we can s-start over.”

Something in Two’s own chest faltered, even just briefly. It was enough to shut out the feeling of One’s pathetic coughs and wheezes against him. He watched how One's eyes dulled further, his gaze wandering away from Two's face.

Starting over? That wasn’t ever an option, not one that Two had ever weighed in his mind. He wasn’t sure if that was even an option now. After everything he had done, everything he sacrificed, worked for…his brother still wanted to burn it, bury everything down and out of Two’s reach. One wanted this win, he wanted the impossible.

“Impossible…” Two muttered under his breath.

He heard yet another faint chuckle. And then the dense silence that followed.

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~bonus doodles~

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[merakiui]

Reading your tags on the courtroom post, and we have live reader reaction:

LOL there's Deuce who prepares for the debate with notes and talking points/arguments, and then there's Ace who is confident enough to think he can just succeed through improv. I like to imagine that, if it's for you, they will do anything and everything they can to save you. They were so determined to come to the player's aid during Scarabia book, so perhaps they prove to be worthy saviors. <3

[aceyanaheim]

"but you can use AI as a teacher to write lesson plans"

You could pay us more we could do it

"but you could use it to get grants done faster"

Or you could pay me more and I could get it done

"but you could use it to write creatively Faster"

I'm gonna go find a brick

[mother-of-houseplants-2]

I had this really sad heaccanon that I needed to share like...Fiona as a kid not dressing like a kid becauee she needs to be taken seriously or because she needs more tips at a job. Fiona as early as 13 waitressing and trying to look "more grown" for guys to tip more. Never wearing slap bracelets or fun things ( glittery hairbands those ones with the plastic balls you tie together) in her hair because shes got to be taken seriously by teachers at meetings. Just Fionas childhood ending early and it reflecting on her clothes.

sorry for getting to your ask so late, acey! but this is so sad omggg... i can see your vision so clearly and completely agree! especially the forgoing cutesy kiddie clothing to look more 'grown' for jobs and her siblings' teachers and DCFS workers and stuff. ughhhh fiona.... :((

i definitely think this would factor into her self-presentation and clothing choices as a grown-up, too! i'm thinking about the scene in s3 (i think) where she's dressing up to go see her old high school crush and her first outfit is reminiscent of what a teenager would think was a 'hot' and 'grown-up' outfit to impress a boy (see-through tank top, colorful bra, makeup and dangly earrings). her self-image is still very much that of a little girl needing to seem older than she is in order to get the job done.

GOD SOMEONE GET THIS GIRL SOME CLAIRE'S JEWELLERY AND A SLAP BRACELET PLEASE !!!!!

[spicysix]

hi all i saw was edancy summer challenge so tell me abt that 👀

slkdsadks edancy nation unite!!! ✊

at some point in time i've sent in the server about a song i thought was very edancy coded and i couldn't stop thinking about it ever since, so i've decided to actually do something about it

it's based on girls make me wanna die by the aces. features transfem!Eddie so i can keep the song as sapphic as it originally is. the song says they meet on the internet, but i'm gonna twist it just a bit and make it so that Eddie and Nancy already know about each other from their friend in common, Robin. at a random party at Robin's, they hit it off and Nancy talks a lot about how she's a journalist but has been trying her way with creative writing lately, and one of her biggest inspirations is this poet on instagram - surprise, the poet is Eddie under a different name (as the song also says). after that Eddie is kinda hooked on Nancy and they match on tinder at some point so Eddie knows she's got a chance but. well. that's as far as i went LKSDLSKA

i still don't know much about it aside from all this above and that it's obviously for the spicy six summer challenge and my prompt is "rooftops" and i wanna match it with the first lines of the chorus (about laying in sunrays on a beautiful sunday, and Nancy is wearing Eddie's beat-up jean jacket so damn well). and that Nancy is probably going to give Eddie a hard time trying to woo her LSDKLKS

i also played around a little with some of these fake social media apps and made Nancy and Eddie's tinder profiles and Eddie's poems insta page, so. here they are!

ask me about my WIPs!

[theguardianace]

tsukasa would have a dedenne on his team

[twstinginthewind]

hello hello! How about a nice ⭐ for any!

Cute OC interactions here!

(How about.... a kissing game kiss?)

Muffled giggles could just barely be heard from outside of the Heartslabyul freshman lounge, hinting at the mischief happening inside. Under slightly-dimmed lights, a group of the more outgoing members of the freshman class sat in a circle on the floor, surrounded by some of their less bold comrades. In the middle of the circle was a single glass bottle. Its green-tinted glass glinted slightly in the half-light as it sat between the students expectantly.

"So, we're all in agreement, right? Using modern rules on this one, instead of traditional, so you gotta lay lips on whoever this lands on, not just the nearest opposite-gender person. We clear?" Ace sat back, crossing his legs in front of himself. "It'll make the game more interesting."

"For who, us? Or the audience?" Joker snickered, casting a glance toward a few of her friends outside the circle.

Astrid gave him a wide, guileless smile. "Or are you just hoping you get to kiss Deuce?"

Ace's back straightened, and his brow furrowed. "Oi. Watch it, Freckles. You know he n' I aren't kissing bros."

"It's all down to chance," Deuce shrugged, dismissing Ace's outburst. "Chance, or how well you've figured out how fast to spin the bottle to aim it at someone you like." He paused, cheeks reddening. "I mean, not like I have, haha; I'm not gonna aim for..." Deuce trailed off, his expression drifting into something more dreamy. "Yeah~."

"... oh yeah. He's gone. Off into a smoochy daydream, I guess." Joker sighed, reaching for the bottle. "Well, might as well get started. I got the high card, so I'm gonna go first."

"Go, Joker, go!!" Astrid bounced in place, braided pigtails bouncing on her shoulders. "Oh, this is exciting! I've never had an opportunity to play this type of game before!"

"Probably because your folks didn't want just anyone kissing their pwecious pwincess," Ace snorted, elbowing the anonymous mob character sitting next to him. "Am I right?"

"Shut up, Ace, and lemme spin," Joker huffed, and gave an apologetic look to the others in the circle. "Sorry to whoever I get lipstick on." She took a deep breath, and gave the old glass bottle a quick spin.

"Come on, come on," Deuce murmured under his breath, earning him a raised eyebrow from his roommate as all other eyes locked in on the whirling green glass. The bottle skittered a bit as it spun, clinking against the checkered tiles as it began to slow down.

Joker bit her lip as she tracked the movement, letting out an exaggerated sigh of relief as the bottle pointed away from Ace. Slowly, slowly, and.... it came to a stop. Joker's eyes tracked upward from the neck of the bottle towards its target. "Oh."

"Oh?" Astrid giggled, putting her hand over her heart and blushing. "Are you disappointed?"

"Not at all!" Joker replied hurriedly, her cheeks warming. "I just wasn't expecting to get you, is all! Hope this won't be, um. This isn't your first kiss, is it?"

Icy blue eyes roll back merrily. "Of course not! I used to give my sister and my parents kisses all the time!"

"Astrid, that's really not the same."

"Isn't it, though? We're friends, so it's fine!!"

"Ugh, just KISS already so we can move on! SOME of us aren't gonna be babies about it, Joker," Ace complained.

"Fine! Sheesh." Joker leaned forward, towards Astrid's expectant face, and gave her a gentle, brief peck just to one side of her lips, leaving behind a bright smudge of Queen's Red #2 lip stain.

"See? Just like sisters!" Astrid beamed, and reached forward for the bottle as Joker got back to her seat. "This commoner game is great! Now, who's gonna be next?"

[damaramegido]

cannot BELIEVE people still hate pearl in the year of our lord 2023. shocked and offended

[smarti-at-smogwarts]

My love for Theo vs the fact i know next to nothing about the the Victorian era

[kangaracha]

PRETTY chapter three

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It goes on like that for a while, then; the lies. The secrecy. The insatiable desire to keep searching him out, long after she stops promising herself it won’t happen again.

The crack of her bones as stiff arms pluck her from the sky, right in the wrong formation.

Breathless, Addison plants her feet on the floor when they turn her upright and stumbles away, clutching at her side like she can simply pull the offending rib out of her torso and throw it away, useless thing that it is. Her water bottle is an insurmountable distance across the room, a marathon’s length from the centre of the mat, too far for her stumbling feet to carry her. She doubles over, and forces breath into her lungs.

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[vinmauro]

Make me write!

i was tagged by @spicysix & @keerysquinn thank you lui & anna!!

THE RULES

Make a 24hr poll listing the titles of every WIP you want to work on. (It's fine if you only have one, still make a poll for the vote count)

Tag anyone you think might also enjoy this game (No pressure of course)

Whichever WIP title gets the most votes, write 1 sentence for every vote received.

If somehow that completes the fic or reaches the end of a chapter, move to the WIP with the second highest votes and continue where you left off on your sentence/word count. Repeat until you reach your goal.

(Optional) Share what you wrote in a new Tumblr post with a link to the poll or in a reblog!

tagging (no pressure): @stargyles, @rejectofsociety again idk who likes these things so please feel free to say i tagged you if you want.

below are some small synopses about what you're voting for. also i have a 10k writing goal to do until next tuesday and i'm only 2k in.

tied part 3: 1990, new york city, summer, fall, & new years. i shant say more bc spoilers!!

daydreams: i'm thinking about completely rewriting this because i don't think it makes sense anymore so if you vote you're making me rewrite it!!

another life: musician nancy wheeler & actor eddie munson are getting a divorce, hear all about it. (420 prompt: things you said when we were on top of the world)

bartender au: the prompt is things you said when you thought i was asleep. i have nothing planned so if you vote for this i'm throwing caution to the wind and writing it.

stargyle before sunrise au: i have been itching to do a before sunrise au and this prompt is things you said under the stars and in the grass which the entire point of the story is to be told in one day into night. so it works. if you vote for this i'm doing what i'm doing with the bartender au.

[cheerscoops]

i’m so sorry but i’m obsessed with feels like this so i’m choosing that for the wip thing!!

you have nothing to be sorry about!! that au is my baby, and I am always happy to talk about my headcanons and writing associated with it!

This bit picks up right where the longer snippet I posted ended, and you get a few extra sentences because I ended up writing more than three:

“So don’t give them any of your songs,” Eddie told her. “Go in with a blank notebook and keep everything you’ve written so far for yourself. Talk with the band and write alongside them instead of doing the work for them. There will always be other opportunities if this one doesn’t work out, but I know you, and you’re going to be kicking yourself if you let this one pass you by without even giving it a shot.”

Chrissy rolled over and groaned as she buried her face into her pillow. After a moment, she turned her head slightly to face Eddie again.

“Why do you always have to be right?” she asked.

[pandoa]

i want to write that ace fic in my drafts but i have a stupidly important event going on tmr and gotta save writing for later sob sob

[aceyanaheim]

Carl having all the schemes while literally Every Single sibling is spinning out in one way or another is just

This family man

[ilikemenjamin]

For the ask game, with anyone who is currently in your mind...

🧸 - How would your F/O try to comfort you if you were upset?

🍡 - What nicknames do you have for each other?

🪺 - Describe your F/O's perception of you before you got together, compared to what it is now!

🪷 - If the roles were reversed and your F/O was the one selfshipping with you, what would their blog look like?

🫧 - What song(s) remind you of your F/O?

🪼 - What’s your favorite way to feel closer to your F/O?

OOOHHHH BABEY.

How would your F/O try to comfort you if you were upset?

Going with Laios here. hes my big stupid boyfriend and I think he would just squeeze me really hard. with his big arms. swoons...

2. What nicknames do you have for each other?

My fatal flaw is that I'm really bad at giving people nicknames or calling them pet names. I try so hard and I fail. I would call any of them sweetheart/honey when I want something from them but Kaito specifically is babe. bc hes a babe... my beautiful effeminate husband whom I love.

3. Describe your F/O's perception of you before you got together, compared to what it is now!

Laios again because I love him. He did not give a fuck about me until I forced my way into his life. Not in a mean way he's just not very perceptive of other people... Then we started kissing and now hes all smitten. Whipped even. And he goes wow I love my beautiful girlfriend.

4. If the roles were reversed and your F/O was the one selfshipping with you, what would their blog look like?

Taps my chin... Laios again because hes the one whos most likely to use tumblr. His blog would be a little ugly because hes bad at decorating but he would post things like. Today I was at work and I thought about my beautiful fake girlfriend. Actually thats just how I post on here. Answer canceled.

5. What song(s) remind you of your F/O?

Surprisingly I barely have any music that reminds me of my F/Os. I DO have a Spaggie playlist with a grand total of three songs on it though. The most important one is Softly by Mannequin Pussy... Just trust me its the Spaggie song ever. I would also say Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy by Queen for any of them because ermmm.... I'm gay. And thats my favorite gay song.

6. What’s your favorite way to feel closer to your F/O?

Cuddling obviously. But more specifically for Laios I would say cooking together... Hes good at cooking but I'm better at baking so I get to do all the little tasks like cutting things while he cooks and he gets to do all the stuff like stirring while I bake.