#it's practically my brand at this point

[reiverreturns]

for the fanfic writer asks!

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

🍬 Do you write for multiple fandoms? If yes, what is your favorite fic of yours for each fandom?

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

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

hookay we all know i am incapable of pulling out single sentences so here's some passages! and two because i can't decide!!

Joseph ponders this for a minute, then nods. They both understand what Jacob means. That John lacks discipline, he lacks grit. He toys with ideas bigger than himself and carves them into people’s skin like a child with crayons. He has suffered, oh how he’s suffered, but he’s still too green to have bitten down into the rot of humanity and tested how far his teeth will go. He isn’t them.

from this fic. i really love this line because i think it really nails my interpretation of the seed brother dynamic. joseph and jacob having this affinity as the older, self-sufficient, trauma-bonded brothers while john is always slightly on the periphery of their experience but no less loved. i really vibe with that because john is imo the most violent and unhinged but it really tickles me that his two brothers would think he's the silly rabbit in spite of skinning and torturing people.

As a child, Phoenix never wanted siblings.  She played alone, ate alone, dreamed alone. She had an aptitude for numbers but a torrid impatience for history, a temper that was fierce but took long to spark, a bare-toothed need to learn what tied the knots in people and slip beyond them unnoticed. She is the product of an absent father and a mother who never had the stomach for the job; an older half-sister with crow’s feet and wide hips and red lacquered fingernails. If Phoenix really tries, she can still remember how to get to her sister’s house. The urge has never taken her. She isn’t sure she would even recognise it if she did. 

from this fic. i really like this passage because i think it just captures my take on this character so concisely without being super on-the-nose about her description or why she is the way she is. phoenix my beloved <3

Do you write for multiple fandoms? If yes, what is your favorite fic of yours for each fandom?

i do!

assassin's creed - attrition because i'm ashamed to admit it's the only fic i've fully re-read all the way through and ergo the only one i can comment on (SO BAD SELF)

FC5 - blessed are the meek bc it's the only one published and i love love love genfic in this fandom (even though there is so little of it)

TGM - quiet promises because i think it's the best editing i've ever done on a fic. genuinely don't think there is a thing i would change about it.

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

that writing, for me, is an act of self-care, and i am a better person (and a better writer) when i acknowledge that. my creative mind needs nurturing and an avenue to express and that shouldn't be considered less important than any other self-sustaining task i need to do. when i treat writing as a tool to help me (instead of one that's dragging me down) i have a much healthier appreciation for what i'm doing.

also, the way to get stylistically better as a writer is to read more. reading is not a distraction from writing but an essential part of it.

ask me some fanfic writing things!

[born-to-lose]

July makeup looks 💋

[goddessofroyalty]

I’ve come to accept that any fandom I enter, even briefly, I am required to write at least one male birth (or close to birth) scene. So here we are.

Fandom: House of the Dragons

Pairing: Aemond/Lucerys

Warnings: uncle/nephew incest (that is resulting in a baby), omegaverse, mpreg, graphic post-childbirth

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As soon as it is announced the baby is born Alicent is heading into the birthing chambers. Aemond immediately following his mother.

Rhaeyra stands as soon as they enter. Moving to shield her son from view. Lucerys still on the birthing bed and maids and midwives move around in a flurry.

“Where is the child?” Alicent asks as Aemond steps around his sister to see his mate.

Luke looks as if he has been through a battle. Sweaty and unfocused, breathes coming in pants as he worries his bloodied bottom lip with his teeth. He doesn’t even acknowledge Aemond’s presence, whimpering and tensing with what strength he still has.

He’s not done, Aemond realizes.

“Is there a second child?” Aemond asks the woman still attending Luke as the others flitter around getting the requested child to their Queen.

“No my prince, tis’ just the afterbirth. Nearly over now.”

“Thank- ngh- Fuck!” Luke’s entire body tenses then just as suddenly goes lax against the sheets as the midwives remove a bloody mass from between his legs. A moment later Luke’s eyes flutter open to meet Aemond’s. The omega’s exhaustion clear in them. “I think I would prefer to ride Arrax into battle than this.”

“Of course you would.”

“Aemond,” Alicent calls, the baby finally in her arms.

He spares Luke a glance before going over to his mother and child.

The baby looks similar to how Helena’s had. Tiny and pink and wrinkly. Unlike Helena’s, the baby has no hair to speak of yet and its eyes an undeterminably pale. Aemond’s mother’s eyes are sharp as they run over it, looking for signs of a bastard.

“It is mine.” Aemond had made sure of it. The only person other than himself who stepped foot into the room while Luke was in heat Rhaenyra, and omega women cannot sire.

The look his mother shoots him is equal parts judgement and pity. But she hands the bundled baby over when he holds out his hand in silent request.

“Him,” one of the older midwives corrects. “You have a son my prince.”

“We need to take him to the King,” Alicent decrees.

“Oh for fucks sake Alicent,” Rhaenyra snaps. “Not this again.”

“Lucerys can stay and rest,” Aemond’s mother offers. “But Viserys should meet his newest grandchild.”

“No, I‘ll come as well,” Luke says, pushing himself up to be seated on the bed. Wincing as he does.

He swings his legs off the side of the bed, the color on his face draining as he does. His hands bracing against the sheets to even keep himself upright.

“Luke,” Rhaenyra says, moving to her son’s side. But Luke just shakes his head.

“Give me a second.”

Aemond hands his child off to Rhaenyra and goes to where Luke sits on the edge of the bed, offering his hands to his mate.

Luke looks up at him through dark lashes.

“Are you getting up?” Aemond won’t stand there forever.

“I am,” Luke says, reaching up to grab Aemond’s forearms in his hands. His grip tight as he pulls himself to his feet.

“Get his robes,” Aemond orders one of the maids. The sooner they can get his over with the better. “Don’t just stand there. Go get them and help him get dressed.”  

“Don’t terrorize them,” Luke chastises.

“I am their Prince.” They are here to serve him and his family, not stand around and gawk at them.

“And I am your Lord,” Luke reminds.

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The first words out of Viserys mouth upon seeing the kid is “I did not think I would live long enough to see a great-grandchild born.” 

[makeitlookdecent]

"stop being overly afraid of status effects."

hey look at my map

[medicinemane]

You know, looking at a diet soda can it occurs to me that it might not be so wretched to me if the cans weren't so unpleasant

Like we know that things like color play a role in how our brain perceives things, and I realized looking at the can that they're always this bland but at the same time nasty looking silver and it just... it looks foul and I think that compounds with the fact that I also just plain don't like diet soda

My point here isn't to say anyone else shouldn't like diet soda, just how I never realized how much of an impact the can has on me not liking it... there's just something offputting about it to me

[natsumebookss]

Was I one of those fervent anti-Homucifer fans in 2013? Yes.

Am I still gonna pull for her in Magia Record ten years later? Also, yes, because people's opinions can and (in most cases) probably should change in that period of time.

That's what you call growth, people!

[josecariohca]

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[steelycunt]

losing my mind at eleven pm last night trying to scour the internet to figure out the route a guy living in talgarth wales would take to get to london victoria if he were to travel via national express coach in the year of 1979. the things i do for him

[deathbycoldopen]

I’ve been doing a bunch of gesture drawing and general figure drawing practice lately and I can already see the results in my art I am vibrating

[t4tsurge]

Surgeamy. Start talking.

Gladly : )

1. What made you ship it?

This comic was like, the first time I had seen the ship, and it was part of the reason why I wanted to read the idw comics and learn more about Surge. I love girls who will not hesitate to kick your ass, and I think Surge and Amy could be very good for each other.

2. What are your favorite things about the ship?

The inherent irony of Amy moving on from Sonic just to date his replacement will always be funny to me. Plus, it's fun to think about what their dynamic would be since they haven't met in canon yet.

3. Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

I don't think I have any.

[poptartmochi]

unfathomable emotions after showering

also.. i hit tag limit on this, so watch out for a very long post if you hit read more on the tags! 😨

[prapuna]

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[orcelito]

I do love how I bought xmas gifts last week, got home, then shoved them in my closet to not look at or think about at all. Like "done with YOU for now. Bye."

[theres-whump-in-that-nebula]

I found new old stock from K-Mart at the thrift shop… so much nostalgia lmao

Two men’s shirts (including the K-Mart Route 66 shirt) and a pair of nice corduroy(?) you can’t afford real corduroy! and/or velour(?) slacks that are super comfy

[toastsnaffler]

this assay is so fucking fake......

[propaganda101]

i can not get rid of this fucking freak no matter how hard i try