#Ask me things!!

[sky-neverending]

what do i write today?

[two-hands-toward-the-sun]

WIP Title Tag Game

Thanks so much for tagging me @seiya-starsniper!! <333

RULES: post the names of the files in your WIP folder. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it!

• unholy, unruly, for my eyes only

• Gault and Unity take Lucienne on a picnic

• heaven has been away too long, can’t find the words to write this song

• Kassandra and Calliope

• stranger, lover (come heal in my arms)

[abcd-em]

WIP Wednesday

It’s WIP Wednesday, time for a little accountability, sharing your work, and getting a kick in the pants.

In a reblog of this post (so people can find you in the notes) or new thread (w/ rules attached) if you want to play on your own, post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to play!

After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can't share from (for example, an event or gift fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.

That’s it! You can invite others to join in, or just post. I’ll be searching the reblogs to find people to send asks to!

Thank you for the tag @shrinkthisviolet!!

Tagging: @seek--rest @weezly14 @missamyshay @demigod-of-the-agni & anyone else that wants to do it.

File names:

Scandal au

Petergwen divorce au

Single dad sandwich

Neighbours fic

Be Peter Parker for a while

Snippet:

The party that Flash has dragged her out to is some going away party for an old High School friend of his. There are too many people packed into a tiny apartment and her cup is never empty, too many people willing to share their merriment and keep her topped up, pulling her into conversations that she didn't fully understand and making her feel a lot drunker than she actually was with all her confusion and attempts to catch stray strands of information.

Whoever Ned Leeds was, he was so completely loved. MJ would almost feel jealous if she weren't reaping the benefits of his party.

Snippet from the scandal AU.

[citrus-woman]

saw this on twitter and modified it slightly for tumblr Anyways, no nsfw questions please please please i will die. badly.

[hues-of-purple]

I don’t really have anything to ask but how are ya? I hope you’re doing well! How’s the writing and the drawing and the whatnot?

Hi!! I’m okay thanks (a bit of a headache 😭)

I’m writing a poetry book! 70 poems out of 150-200 ☺️

I have many art ideas haha

thank you for the ask!

How’re you doing?

[jmrothwell]

😈 and 🧠

Hey friend!! Thanks for sending in an ask :)

😈 Is there anything you enjoy doing that you think your readers hate?

Perhaps the amount of internal monologuing? I love internal monologuing but that leads to not a lot of action or descriptions.

Maybe not a 'hate' thing but definitely an annoyance for readers is once I finish writing something I am just way too excited to share to the point that I do not thoroughly proofread so my fics are riddled with stray commas, grammatical errors, and the wrong forms of words(their instead of there or similar)

Back when I was working on Fly on the Wall (Invader Zim fanfic from years and years ago-that is a fanfiction.net link FYI) my impatience at posting also led to me posting incredibly short updates, which YES someone legit called me out on. Like the only comment I remember from that fic.

🧠 What’s an idea you have that you can’t quite call a WIP yet?

My first instinct was to say Bound but I have indeed actually begun worldbuilding and plot outlining that one so it is no longer just an idea.

I did come up with a few ideas for a sequel to Hemorrhage. But I kind of personally like a lot of the ambiguity surrounding that fic. Not to mention the 3(4?) other WIPs I need to try and focus on first.

Fanfic Ask Game (the movie, the sequel)

[ofteasandherbs]

(art signature) your coloring/shading has a very sort of watery quality for want of a better word

Ohhh!!!!!! :3 that’s so cool!! Hehe I never noticed but now that you said it I see it :0! Thank you for sending in!

[koobiie]

shoutout to everyone who wants to infodump but cant string together coherent thoughts to form sentences and instead just look at you like this

[phantomrose96]

I think we should have a turn of phrase for "I'm not in the right, but I AM annoyed with this situation, so I just need to go bitch to a friend about this before I suck it up and go do the right thing" because more and more I'm finding this is a critical element of functional adulthood.

[druid-for-hire]

[image id: a four-page comic. it is titled "immortality” after the poem by clare harner (more popularly known as “do not stand at my grave and weep”). the first page shows paleontologists digging up fossils at a dig. it reads, “do not stand at my grave and weep. i am not there. i do not sleep.” page two features several prehistoric creatures living in the wild. not featured but notable, each have modern descendants: horses, cetaceans, horsetail plants, and crocodilians. it reads, “i am a thousand winds that blow. i am the diamond glints on snow. i am the sunlight on ripened grain. i am the gentle autumn rain.” the third page shows archaeopteryx in the treetops and the skies, then a modern museum-goer reading the placard on a fossil display. it reads, “when you awaken in the morning’s hush, i am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight. i am the soft stars that shine at night. do not stand at my grave and cry.” the fourth page shows a chicken in a field. it reads, “i am not there. i did not die” / end id]

a comic i made in about 15 hours for my school’s comic anthology. the theme was “evolution”

[anderperries]

fmk jess, dean and logan from gilmore girls

babes, i’m a dyke. AQJRBQODBWJFBWN

i love jess platonically and occasionally logan but i’d kill any of those boys before i’d fuck them.

sleepover time!

[sky-neverending]

Halloween asks for writers! ask a question and the writer has to answer with at least 100 words of fic about the question/scenario. time to get creative, writers!!anywhere it says insert character, you pick the character to ask about! (for example, on number one, i would pop by someone’s box and say “how do you think eddie munson would celebrate halloween?” or “1 with crowley?”)

1. How would[insert character] would celebrate halloween?

2. what would [insert character(s)] dress as for halloween?

3. what is [insert character(s)] favorite Halloween movie?

4. if [insert character] was a turned into a typical Halloween monster, (ex: vampire, werewolf, etc) what would they be and how would they react to being turned?

5. how did [insert character] celebrate Halloween as a kid, and did that affect how they celebrate it now?

6. does [insert character] decorate for the holiday? if so, how much, and what’s the general vibe they go for?

7. what is [insert characters] favorite and/or least favorite memory surrounding the holiday?

8. write [insert character(s)] into a halloween movie as one of the characters

9. [insert characters] power goes out on Halloween night. how do they react, and what happens?

10. dealers choice (you make up your own prompt for the writer to answer)

[thelaurenshippen]

watching bridgerton and obviously there were a lot of things wrong with the way socializing has worked in the past, but honestly the idea of a "calling hour" is so appealing. office hours for friendship. you can show up unannounced at my home between 1 and 3pm. you must leave by 3pm. I may give you a pastry. lets bring that back

[beebfreeb]

[inkskinned]

because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?

[theoneandonlyneonleon]

Results are in and Rue is the winner!

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