#sonder snippets

[zaebeecee]

WIP GAME???

I got tagged by @fletchingbrilliant. Thanks, babe.

rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. tag as many people as you have wips. people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, then post a little snippet or tell them something about it!

Look, I don't have a WIP folder, because that suggests that I'm organized like... at all. I've got WIPs from the past 10-ish years covering some TWENTY-SEVEN franchises (listen I don't do single fandom focus), so...

This is just a collection of some of my WIPs, separate from the ones my husband/writing partner posted when he tagged me in this.

My Fair Sinner (Hellaverse)

the most everyone works at Alastor's radio station-verse (Hellaverse)

Vedovella and the Radio Demon (Hellaverse)

The Boko of New York (Hellaverse)

Cinnamon Undertow (Hannibal)

Calliope (Persona 3/4/5)

Point of Light (Persona 4, later 3 and 5)

Sonder (Death Note)

Blood and Ashes (Death Note)

2Summit International Academy (Axis Powers: Hetalia)

please don't make me tag people, I'm off my medication and I can't remember anyone at all who exists

you should do it if you want tho

[kikicandoit]

I was tagged by @papaya-inspiration so now I must comply

rules: in a new post, post the names of all the files in your wip folder regardless of how non descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet or tell us about it.

Oh lord, I haven't dug through some of my WIP folders in ages. There's probably mold in there...

The Witching Hours Are 9 to 5

Scarlet Canticle

Swole Hearts

Ginormous

Lonesome Stars

Cloud Sea

Crucible of Valor

Heinous Highness

Hotel Samarra

Mascara

Mon-Monsters

Mythtaken

Wizard Duel

Witched at Birth

The Concordant Saga

Boss Fight

Arcade Avenger

Shadow of the Gods

Strong

Zeitgard

Dragon's Dream

Dungeon Janitor

The Matchmaker

The Ravenscroft Legacy

Trion

Wrong Side of the Century

Bad Day

Moving Mountains

Ragnarok High

Ranger Pink

Sonder

The Long Night

Dirty Laundry

Halfway House

Prestige Point

Shoulders of Giants

AM/FM

Before Most Things

The Highway

Witch Brigade

Aces Wild

Mortal Edge

Last Chef Standing

The Forces of Darkness

Tagging @allseeinggoggles and @nat674 if they have any ideas they want to share (no pressure <3)

[cannibalisticcorpse]

Rules: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. 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! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

tabbed by: @goodnightmoonvale

the fics marked "untitled document" all are just marked that, but ive added a number for clarity, and anything in [brackets] is not part of the title

dead boy detectives: (these are all payneland im pretty sure, maybe one or two has david too)

5yearstimeayneland babyboycharles dbds2 deadboydonoteat dumb fightthefeeling how does it feel to be prey to a predator how was i supposed to know id need it to sad i can cover it up old soul radio show qpr separate you from your heart stolenfromchamie tell me what you want me to say the wonderful life thaplatonic ideal of raising a child witchersecordie a game of cat and mouse AVARICE WRITING catkingcharles dbd fantasy au writing doc fragile bones goodluck i wont do that imokay magictricksandtrickymagic possibledbdtextfic readerinsert the way you turn your back on me thecrowthecatandthecricketbat youtellewhatiwanttohear ohmama orgyverse featurenotabug mediwhump medwhump2 babyshoes fertility weekend inloveorwhatever lambtaur this is just not what you wanted death scene hellbound first time not homophobic ouppy charles rexstrevri breeding kink SFW rexstrevri OF au

all of my non dead boy detectives wips are under the cut

mattfleck

new opendocument text the nerve

DC comics

cocaine jesus im on my hands and knees please, tangerine [kyle/guy] ask me what im thinking about can you please help me out (i really need to move this couch) [jayroy, i think] can you pretend to be my dad? [jaykyle] fake marriage fix it fic [arrowverse, ollie/dig] guess this is goodbye i thought by now (you would understand sonder) [gen fic, conner and two bruces] jason woke up one day you will find someone who will love you like you deserve SEALED case file 71134-b: Todd v. Drake COURT RECORD tim, i wish he could clean your room untitled document (1) untitled document(2) untitled document sugar bones cotton candy sunny skies and scrambled eggs lonely eyes shoot me in the mouth, make it hurt make it count those eyes damn those eyes they get me every time why the fuck is your family so weird here lies jason todd can ghosts be gay? can ghosts be gay? - haunted dystopian YA icgot shit lets get parasocial no tenderness permission to abort: denied timbo untitled document untitled document banana pancakes convience i can tell that we are gonna be friends i know it's late i wish you could do it for me i've tasted dying and it tasted good twist the knife cocaine jesus im on my hands and knees please, tangerine (kyle/guy) ask me what im thinking about can you please help me out (i really need to move this cough) can you pretend to be my dad? fake marriage fix it fic guess this is goodbye i thought by now (you would understand sonder jason woke up one day you will find someone who will love you like you deserve SEALED case file 71134-b: Todd v. Drake COURT RECORD tim, i wish he could clean your room untitled document (1) untitled document (2) untitled document (3) sugar bones [dick grayson, survivor's guilt series] cotton candy sunny skies and scrambled eggs lonely eyes shoot me in the mouth, make it hurt make it count [i think jayroy gunplay] those eyes damn those eyes they get me every time [i think superjayroy] why the fuck is your family so weird [jason x like 5 guys] here lies jason todd can ghosts be gay? [young justice / timbartkon] can ghosts be gay? - haunted dystopian YA [i think its about tim] icgot shit lets get parasocial [ young justice social media / youtuber au] no tenderness [timbartkon] permission to abort: denied timbo [timkon] untitled document (4) untitled document (5) banana pancakes [ i think jayroy] convenience i can tell that we are gonna be friends i know it's late [jaybart i think] i wish you could do it for me [jaytim i think] i've tasted dying and it tasted good [jaytim i think] twist the knife 5+1 pissing off clark | she's kinda hot tho 8 best friend's brother [jayroy] castle crashers [jaybart] conner's dad (has got it going on) damn those eyes (they get me every time) [if the other isnt superjayroy this one is] double entendre [clark/jason, jason/roy, clark/roy, superjayroy] hit me baby one more time im not gonna teach your boyfriend how to dance [jayroy] im telling the truth (im not making this up) kryptonite [superjayroy] superhood day 2 the brink [jayroy] the more i can't explain it, the more i lose control wont you hug me and hold me (and tell me im lovely) you're so sweet (but i like it rough) [i think jayroy] two moons two times [superjayroy] day 1 [jayroy] day 2 [jayroy] day 2 pt 2 [jayroy] day 5 [jayroy] day 7 [jayroy] day 8 [jayroy] hellfire extra [jayroy]

suits

suits [marvey] suits2 [marvey]

resident evil

did i burn up all the oxygen and throw the rest away [chris/wesker]

red vs blue

the tucker effect

marvel

allergic reaction [miguel/peter b parker] dirty deeds (and they're done dirt cheap) [frank castle x so many people. he's a prostitute in this] i'm under duress, i must confess [fratt] fake dating fratt i wanna be your good boy [fratt i think] lay your head to rest [fratt i think] losing my sight, losing my mind, wish somebody would tell me im fine [fratt] our love is the only thing that matters [fratt i think] three in the morning (i can't get you off my mind) [fratt i think] watching angel's cry [fratt i think] we were never in love so when we were fucking who were you thinking of [me/scott, fratt, and me/frank] you feel better (that's the point) [fratt] playing the part (isn't so miserable with you) face fucking | i didn't know i was lonely 'til i saw your face [scogan] free space | what was it like to feel in love? [scogan] masturbation | it's not too late to pick up the pieces [scogan] space au | strange new worlds [scogan] i wanna do bad things with you [scogan] i want to break him right and feel alive [scogan] i'll wake up and he won't be mine [scott/georgenotfound] my love [scogan + my partner] once in a lifetime opportunity [scogan i think] scott kissing time [me x scott i think] sla [scott/logan/alex] the whole world (and you) [scott/alex] turn on the heater [scott/bobby i think] untitled document (6) untitled document (7) when my mind is uncertain (my body decides) [maaaybe scogan]

tagging: anyone who sees this omg

[marley-warriors]

I'd love to know more about your original work! :)

Thank you for the ask! :D I would include snippets, but it's mainly just pragraphs, world building, and story boarding.

The story is set about a century in the future, in a society with total economic collapse due to overpopulation and corrupt governments. All the food is gone, so is the water.

Once a person reaches 50 years of age, they are sent to 'expire' to cull the population. Families may only have one child. Any excess will be killed.

One of the main characters - Sonder, is sent to expire because his 'twin' was not really his twin, so he is deemed 'excess'. Because he is still young (21), he instead bargains for his right to live. He is allowed to live as a worker at the facility, but as far as the rest of the world is concerned, Sonder is dead. Sonder soon learns that his new job is to be an executioner, and mentally crumbles because he is afraid to die, but at the same time does not want to fufill his new 'job'.

Sonder tries to cope with the blood on his hands, while trying to dismantle the system from within. It's his only lifeline as he makes some friends and tears the system apart through a bunch of complex subplots (romance, betrayal, found family, murder mystery, and eat-the-rich).

[lukisoda]

Sonder Achivement, Denouement the Goal Warning. Suicidal thoughts, violence, unreliable narrator SPOILERS.

This is a small snippet of what I plan to write. And that is the 'What if Wei Wuxian wasn't revived' This isn't how the actual story will go (probably, because I am personally unsure of how I wrote this... This was done late at night, and for some reason, I deemed that this could very much happen. Realistically speaking, I don't see it happening, however, I don't want this to go down the drain.), but I still wish to share it nonetheless. (I don't know if I'll do Wei Wuxian not being revived, or him just completely forgetting his life...Both are interesting.)

Okay- I won't keep you.

Mo Xuanyue was planning on doing the ritual, really. He just wanted to take one last look around before he gave himself up. Only for a little, then he would do this. Only one look at this godforsaken place. And then the all-mighty Yiling Patriarch will take revenge for him because he is weak, tired, and exhausted. No, he doesn���t want to live. All that matters is that they all die. Perish. Because he is tired and cannot do it himself. Nie Huaisang has reminded him of the means for it. It takes so little. His blood- some cuts. And then his life. That doesn’t matter though. Compared to Yiling Patriarch his life is nothing. So why is he wasting time like this? It is late, no one should be awake, perfect time to finally get this over with. He can rest after. 

Yet, the feeling in his chest won’t let up. Why can he think clearly now? Why won’t his chest let this get done? He wants this to happen. Who cares if he dies or lives- he has no family. No one to care, to bother when an evil spirit takes his body. When he gives himself up. Why does he hurt now. WHY NOW. He was fine with this. Right? Death is the best option for him- he can’t get his sweet revenge for himself, but he - he CAN. Why is his breath uneven? Why can he think so clearly now- why does he need to think of this

He doesn’t want to think 

please stop it please never stops them. He can, He the all-mighty can. Rest, he wants to rest right? Where are his legs bringing him? Yes, he wants to rest, so he should return and do it. 

Something dropped onto the ground. Someone dropped onto the floor. Poor them. They know how it feels like to fall now, shame no one knocked them onto it like they do to him all the time. His face feels hot, his eyes mainly, something wet started falling from them too. His hand started hitting something, Since when was he facing the ground? Since when was his hand repeatedly hitting the ground under him? It all stopped suddenly. Expect the wetness. Falling, it kept, it falling, the small drops of water. It falling what, water falling. It was falling. It water falling. Words aren’t making sense- What water falling- Is it raining? It must be. His body felt wrong oh so wrong it felt. It felt like his skin wasn’t his. If he wasn’t about to sacrifice himself, he would have probably skinned himself. Maybe then he’d feel good. It had to be cold because his body was shaking. It was raining, so it made sense that it was cold. Cold. Cold. Always cold. Expect when he was at Lanling- But that is long gone, he cannot go back, no he was driven out. Now he feels sick for liking him- ahah- so very sick very very - yet he does ahah- his ‘family’ is right about few things. But they will suffer either way. That is the only right way. And he, he will die for it. Suddenly something warm was placed on his back. A voice, very light, sweet. He doesn't hear such voices. this felt alien. Wrong. “Are you alright xiǎo huǒzi?” Someone crouched next to him. Why was he on the ground? What has that person said? Why is there a hand on his shoulder? A HAND ON HIS SHOULDER. He quickly scrambled away. This person had white robes, very white robes. Expect the deep red seeping through. Spot on their left shoulder, stomach - there was a lot of red. Even on their face. It wasn’t make-up like he has over his eyes, nor some fabric. And yet a smile was planted on their lips. Lips that too were messed up with red. Red, red on the white, white like a peony. Dirtied with red. Why smile at him? Yet they smile, their long hair very messed up, dark hair messed up, just like their robes. “Do you need help? It’s not safe out here at this time.” Sweet and light yet so very forced. They were barely crouching. He recognised pain, he knows pain by heart, but he usually doesn’t see it in others. Because they cause his pain, they don’t know the pain. They just know how to cause it, but never experience it. That’s why they must pay, that is why he must give up his life, his everything and get revenge. All so they know pain. 

This person, is also in pain, so why are they taking their time to bother with him? A soon-dead man walking? Due to no answer being given, the smile disappeared. Staring, why stare at him? They struggled to stand, good. They will leave him and he will go do what he must. “Do you…have somewhere to stay?” Why ask? How does it matter. A laugh, someone was laughing. No wonder, his life was a big joke after all. But that stranger seemed to think otherwise. 

“...Come, I’ll get you somewhere safe at the very least.” Now they sounded raspy. Red was coughed from their mouth but they prevented it from falling to the ground with a hand. While the other was stretched out in front of him. He cowered away. He was going to get hit even by a stranger now! what a world it is he lives in- well, at least he won’t be here for much longer, soon the Yiling Patriarch will have his body. And he will rest, his head feels full, but it won’t after. His chest won’t hurt, won’t feel so tense, so iffy. But nothing hit him. No pain came. Are they waiting till he drops his guard so it hurts even more? 

“Nevermind. Please follow.” No hit. No pain. He looked back, the person was slowly dragging themselves towards an inn. Waiting. Who were they waiting for? Why was his body moving now? Where were his legs going? Why was it still wet. His cheeks, why do they feel wet? The person continued walking. And Mo Xuanyu did too. Leg raised, moved, landed, then the other did the same, placing itself a bit before the one from before. Why though? This isn’t the right way. He needs to go back. Why is his body not listening?

It took a bit, but the inn owner did open the door. Seeing him and the stranger, he took them both in. It’s late, that man should have been sleeping. They probably woke him up, yet he didn’t yell at them, hit them, or anything. Just took them in. Maybe he was waiting till they got comfortable to beat them both. That’s probably it. 

But nothing came even after a while. He just brought bandages for the two of them. Even helped the stranger patch themselves up. While he sat. Loud, his head was loud and everything was wrong but right and he was tired and he couldn’t stop thinking while he had nothing on his mind. Just babbles. Loud babbles. Nothing made sense in his head. 

There were noises, and words being said. But he couldn’t grasp them. Couldn’t- Can’t. He can’t. Because he is tired and he should have been resting by now. Forever. But he is still here. And these people aren’t screaming at him, calling him names or hitting him. He is sitting there, other people with him and he is hurting but at the same time isn’t. Because no one is hurting him right now, but he still feels pain. Why did he come here? He could have been resting. Just like Nie Huaisang said, the Yiling patriarch can get revenge for him, he can rest forever if he just gives up his body. He doesn’t need to feel pain. But does he really want that? He doesn’t realize someone is shaking his shoulder. Tired, he is tired, he is hurting and he doesn’t want to hurt but he does and he hates it. He hates his so-called family, he hates pain and he hates feeling tired. He hates his eyes his face his skin everything. Because he is hurting. He is hurting and no one is there ever. Ever there for him. Just him and his hurt. His thoughts. Thoughts that are not even thoughts. Because his head is loud and full but makes no sense. Is it so much to feel lightheaded? Have nothing on mind? Feel no pain? His body was shaking, someone was shaking him but he didn’t understand why. It wasn’t painful. It wasn’t rough it was just a slight shake and after a bit another shake. The voices didn’t stop. But the voices weren’t his own. No, they couldn’t because they didn’t sound mean or impolite. It reminded him of someone. Oh, but he hated that man. He hated him. He hated himself for liking him even despite that. But, the Yiling Patriarch will deal with this for him too, surely. And even if he doesn’t at least he won’t be here to think about it anymore. Because he will be gone. And the Yiling Patriarch will return. 

He doesn’t know when he lost consciousness, but he woke up in a room unfamiliar to him. In a bed that was far too comfortable for someone like him. And yesterday’s events were blurry and he didn’t know what happened and his breathing started getting uneven and he wanted to go back and just end it all already. He got up. He got up. But before he could leave he noticed the white-clothed stranger from yesterday sitting in a chair that was next to the bed he was in before. Their clothes were still bloody and their hair a mess. Bags were under their eyes. 

He stopped. And he didn’t know why. Why did he stop? He stared at the stranger. Cultivator. This was likely a cultivator, probably a rouge one, since they didn’t wear any uniform, or were from some small clan and that is why he didn’t recognise their robes. Did they stay by his side the entire night? No, why would anyone want to stay by his side? Then they woke up and he wanted to run out of the room. Get as far as possible, but they woke up too quickly and spoke even faster. “You’re awake, good.” Their voice was still rough, but there was still this odd tone. He heard it at times, but he doesn’t anymore. So this felt wrong. As if they were speaking to someone else. But it was just them in the room. “Are you alright? Do you remember what happened last night?” How would he answer that? If he says he doesn’t would they get mad? If he says he does would they hit him for wasting their time? What does it matter? He is gonna leave in a bit and then he is not gonna be anymore. Mo Xuanyu nodded once in response. Backing towards the door. Because he will flee. He will run and he won’t look back and then he will offer his body to the all-mighty Yiling Patriarch. “Wait, don’t leave yet. Clearly, you aren’t –” They got up and went towards him, but their leg gave out and they fell to the ground with a grunt. Fear spiked within. Hha- they fell, they fell because they tried coming to him. So now they will hit him- They will hurt him like his ‘family’ because they fell because of him. He himself got to the floor and covered his head, smiling. Small silent laughs and sobs could be heard. He couldn’t tell if it was him, but it probably was. Who else would it be?

But a while passed and no pain came. He didn’t dare look to see what was happening for a while longer, however in the end he did. And he was met with a strange look from the stranger. They looked concerned. He didn’t get why. Should he have just taken the beating like a man? Well, sorry, but at least he will try to make his suffering less painful if he can. After all, being manly was never his strong side. “I..Won’t hurt you, I promise. I wouldn’t be able to even if I wanted to, just look at me.” They smiled slightly. Yet they looked like they were in pain. Why would they try to make him feel better when they are also in pain? Why did it matter to him if they were in pain, he was too. He suffered, he felt pain too, so why did that bother him? His head hurt. He didn’t want to think anymore. Yet he still thought. He thought and his thoughts were endless. And even when he wanted to rest, he couldn’t because he is stuck here. And there is a cultivator here, he cannot do the ritual with someone like that around. So he stays silent and he just stares at them back. Why would someone show him sympathy or empathy? This is sketchy and he doesn’t like it. He doesn’t like many things, he realizes as of late. But what is there to like? Should he enjoy the pain he is subjected to? The embarrassment? No. He will stop feeling all of it soon anyway…Right. He won’t feel anything soon, that is good. Good. His head won’t be so full all the time… “I can escort you back home if you have one at least…If I can’t help else how.” Still, they spoke nicely with him. Maybe this is because they don’t recognise him? The second they realize who he is they will probably be mean to him too. So- He should just- “I’m Mo Xuanyu.” The reply came quickly. “Heard. That doesn’t mean I cannot want to help you.” He didn’t know what to do. Sobs, he heard sobs. They were hurting themselves, it was clear. They hurt, red was pooling from them not too long ago and yet they wanted to help him, a lunatic. He wanted to hate them for that. He wanted to hate them for understanding somehow- for somehow being capable of wanting to help even though they knew what freak he was. But how does one hate someone like that? So the sobbing continued. His eyes were hot, his nose runny. Everything felt bad. He just wanted to perish. Oh, how he wanted to sleep forever but the fear has caught on after a while. He was determined- but that faded. He wanted revenge- he did. He hates these people more than anything- But shouldn’t he get to watch them suffer? When he gives up his body it’s over. He- He won’t be able to witness their suffering. He wants to see it. He wants to see them pay for what they did to him. But he is also weak. He is so very weak. If he gives up his body, his revenge is set in stone. He just won’t be there to see it. He wants to see it- but you can’t have it all. 

Is it worth it if he can’t see it though? It’s his revenge. He wants to see them suffer, and beg for mercy, and forgiveness, just like he has. Only to be granted none and then perish. He wants to see the pain on their face. The despair. Their life draining away. He deserves to see it. He does. Not some Yiling Patriarch who has nothing to do with him. If demonic cultivation is the only way to get revenge, why doesn’t he learn it himself. If a demonic cultivator is needed for this, HE will be the cultivator. Maybe not the all-mighty grandmaster- but he will take this on by himself. After all, he knows some things. With time and effort- he will get there. Revenge tastes the sweetest when it’s earned, right? So this will be the sweetest revenge ever committed in the world. And it will be his own. What exactly happened, hah, he doesn’t know, wouldn’t care anyway. Outside, he was outside, it was no longer dark. Sun was in the sky. Laughter filled the street and his legs moved and people were staring. And staring and staring. That is all they do. Stare. Doesn’t matter, won’t matter. 

Because he, he will get what he deserves. And they, they will pay. By his hands and his thoughts. 

[bread--quest]

[ID: The first image is two notebook pages with pencil doodles in them. The pencil doodles have been traced over digitally in places, erased in other places, and the handwritten text has been replaced with typed text in places. The doodles are all simplistic and entirely lineart, in a variety of colors. The second image is entirely digital doodles, with one photo of a drawing from the actual notebook. They are broken up into "days". The main person in the drawings is Sonder, who is a person with short curly hair and large round glasses. Details of the drawing are under the cut. End ID.]

ogh god these are So Big. click for quality please i am begging.

anyway i went to a very fun young writers camp last week and i did a fun little doodle diary thing!! and then i digitized it...weirdly. its my first time doing art journaling be nice to me

detailed id/transcript under cut because this is Beeg

Day 1: A pencil drawing of a girl with long, dark hair and dark eyes, labeled "little cousin :( wish we'd had longer to talk!" / A person with long curly hair floats behind Sonder and says with a solemn expression "They wouldn't have to worry about flooding if they were on a big hill." Sonder, reaching for a doorknob, says "yea". The person adds "Big hill wins everytime." / Sonder, with a slightly manically delighted expression, says "omg you hate us back??" Another person, with short, swoopy hair, says with a look of confusion and distaste "yeah you cheat at sports".

Day 2: A small drawing of a nondescript figure with a neutral expression, with lines all around them indicating a shaking feeling. Text scattered around it says "one of those days where i feel like - if i stop too long to think - it won't be good" / A brown line curling over itself, labeled "only benefit of the heat: my curls are curlier" / A colored drawing of garlic bread, captioned "everyone eats too fast, so i eat alone (except for the counselors). at least the garlic bread is good"/ Someone's hand over their mouth, surrounded by dark scribbles and the text "ah. there it is". it is captioned "Air Quality Alert. Breathe easy! You're in Maine."

Day 3: A colored drawing of a Dunkin Donuts cup, captioned "truly everyone here runs on dunkin" / a rough sketch of four people sitting around a table, smiling and gesturing to each other, captioned "at lunch we all discovered we had to play recorder in school" / a drawing of Sonder with a tearful expression and an arrow pointing at xem reading "overcome by sudden emotion of desert bluffs" / a drawing of a round purple candy in a clear wrapper, with text around it reading "jawbreaker - sign of love - 4 candies - 1 for each of us!" / a drawing of the same 4 people from before, walking, one of them carrying an umbrella, all smiling, captioned "walking back!"

Day 4: "Movie Night!" written up at the top in all caps. / Sonder looking at the poster for the movie No Hard Feelings and saying "We should kill summer people", while "this is a romcom" flies over her head. / A small sketch of an alpaca captioned "saw the most beautiful advertisement. alpacaland..." / A small sketch of a bird captioned "on the way back we saw a quail! or a partridge?? or something." / A drawing of Sonder looking happy with a little heart next to them and the text "some people in the row ahead of us told me to shut up during the movie and afterwards everyone was very righteously pissed off on my behalf". / A drawing of Sonder standing by a road. "Then I told a car to fuck off". "Fuck off" is in all caps and in a speech bubble, indicating that Sonder is yelling it. The car speeding by on the road is labeled "assholes". / "Also got into maybe the funniest internet fight yet". A drawing of a person with long hair labeled "friend from SI" saying "we have many islands and by many i mean like 5", and Sonder, in response, putting sunglasses on as xe points at a snippet from Wikipedia saying that Maine has 3166 coastal islands and says "fuck with me".

Day 5: A pencil drawing of a roasted marshmallow. / A small comic consisting of headshots. Sonder, looking off to one side, says "holy shit that guy is wearing a beanie in like 80 degree weather." Dany, a headmate of Sonder, who has a short asymmetrical haircut, multiple eyes, and is wearing a beanie, pops up next to her and says "i wear a beanie all the time and you're never impressed", his eyes all very large and shiny with sadness. Sonder, looking unimpressed, says "you're not corporeal you don't have to deal with Heat". They both then look over as Mud, another headmate, who has short, spiky hair, pops up and says in all caps "80 degrees literally isn't even that hot y'all are just cowards." Dany and Sonder, faces overlapping slightly and text doubling to show that they're in unison, both angrily shout "Shut the fuck up", and Dany adds "California!" Mud sticks out its tongue and flips them off.

Day 6: A picture of Sonder holding a fork in front of a plate, with their eyes gone wiggly and a distressed expression, captioned "on my first day here i ate fake maple syrup by accident". Next to it is a picture of Sonder smiling widely as xe pours something onto a plate, captioned "i have not made the same mistake twice". / Sonder high-fiving another person, both with expressions of frustration and exhaustion, both saying "go jews". / Sonder and another person, captioned "*watching spiderverse*". Sonder says "new york is so pretty in this movie :)", and the other person says "ehhh its really dirty in real life though". It then shows a closeup of Sonder looking upset, a series of question marks and exclamation points by his head. It then shows Summer, a catgirl headmate with curly hair, popping up next to Sonder to say "the dirt literally adds to the raw sex appeal smh". Sonder flatly replies "i am not saying that". / A drawing (in pencil, taken directly from the notebook), of Sonder lying with one hand behind their head and the other holding their phone, wearing headphones and looking sad. Text next to them reads "...shit." There is dark shading around them. Text digitally added shows an arrow pointing to them labeled "listening to noah kahan and Experiencing". / A comic featuring Sonder, a person with short straight hair drawn in teal, and a person with long wavy hair drawn in light yellow. Teal: "you know how there'll be tires just kind of lying around?" Yellow: "no??? what??" Teal: "damn, we got a city slicker here" Sonder: "ha!" Yellow (now looking mildly embarassed): "i go to school in the back of a gas station..." Teal (facing Sonder): "her town has 60,000 people!" Sonder: "60,000!" Teal: "that's more than portland!" Sonder: "that's more than portland!?"

Day 7: Sonder with zer eyes closed, smiling. A road runs by over their head, with blurred silhouettes of cars and trucks on it. Text reads "i can hear traffic from the road right outside my window. its oddly peaceful". / Sonder asks "hey what's for breakfast today?" and another person replies "uhhh it's grab and go so we just got dunkin". Sonder, now angered, says "No. You know what? You've gotta draw the line somewhere. You've gotta make a line in the sand. You gotta make a statement. You gotta look inside yourself and say 'What am I willing to eat today?' Not! Fucking! Dunkin!" The last three words are allcaps and handwritten in red. A very small doodle Sonder then types "googles cafe open nearby" into their phone. / Dany, the headmate from before, saying "sonder i am so proud of you. my beautiful hipster child" as Sonder says "dunkin is mainstream". / A drawing of Sonder holding a muffin in one hand and giving a thumbs-up with the other, smiling happily. It is captioned with "anyway i went to a cafe and got a blueberry muffin and it was really good, support local businesses", with "really good" onwards in allcaps. / Sonder happily eating a muffin while Dany and Mnemosyne, a different headmate with hair in a bob, watch. Dany has his hands over his mouth and looks overjoyed, and is saying "look at my progeny…all grown up…finding a local cafe...judging their music taste..." Mnemosyne, with a somewhat amused expression, says "Eating a muffin with its fingers like some sort of ravenous beast..." Dany says "that too".

[vinnylignes]

Brent Faiyaz: R&B's Smooth, Soulful Rebel

Let's chat about Brent Faiyaz, the R&B sensation known for his gritty lyrics, silky voice, and "I'll do it my way" mentality. There's no doubting that Brent has a way of making you feel something, whether you're listening to his beautiful tunes or getting lost in his reflective words. However, he is not your typical R&B singer. Fans are drawn to Brent because he embraces the vibrations just as much as he does telling it how it is.

Born Christopher Brent Wood in Columbia, Maryland, on September 19, 1995, Brent was raised away from the spotlight of the music business. He wasn't the student taking piano lessons after school or the member of the chorus. Rather, he was only a little child with lofty aspirations and an innate talent for storytelling. He used music as a release and a means of understanding the world.

In an interview, Brent once stated, "I wasn't trying to be famous." "All I wanted was to be heard." That's just like Brent—direct, no nonsense.

By the age of twelve, Brent was using whatever technology he could find to record his voice and play with rhythms. Things became serious once he relocated to Los Angeles in 2016. He changed from being simply another young person with a dream to someone who actually had something to say, and people began to pay attention.

A Sound You Can’t Ignore

What distinguishes Brent Faiyaz? It's his talent for creating deep, mellow music. Sonder Son (2017), his debut album, was more than just a compilation of songs; it was a musical journal. Songs like "L.A." and "First World Problemz/Nobody Carez" revealed a side of him that wasn't scared to acknowledge that, to be honest, nobody has everything sorted out.

Brent's sound combines elements of classic R&B with something completely original. Legends like Marvin Gaye serve as inspiration for him, but he doesn't hesitate to add his own unique spin. The outcome? music that is both completely current and ageless.

Sonder: More Than a Word

Brent is more than a one-man show. In addition, he is a member of Sonder, which he founded alongside producers Atu and Dpat. The notion that everyone you encounter has a life as complicated as yours is the source of the name, and it frequently appears in their music.

"Into," their 2017 EP, is a work of absolute enchantment. It's emotive, simple, and seems to be best suited for late-night trips or peaceful times spent by yourself. You sit back and think, "Wow, he gets it," after listening to songs like "Feel" and "Searchin."

Fame: A Blessing and a Curse

One thing is clear from listening to Brent's 2020 album Fuck the World: he has a love-hate relationship with celebrity. Although there are benefits to success, Brent is aware of the drawbacks as well. That tension is aptly encapsulated in the title track, which is about savoring the highs while keeping in mind the potential emptiness that may accompany them.

Brent doesn't appear to be fixated on fame as many other musicians do. He prefers to let the music do the talking. He's even more awesome because of his understated feel.

Collabs That Hit Different

Every partnership seems unique because of Brent. Do you recall "Crew" with GoldLink? That song not only got him nominated for a Grammy, but it also made him famous. Next is "Wasting Time," featuring Drake, where his mellow vocals counterbalance Drake's reflective lyrics.

Not to be overlooked is Tyler, The Creator's "Gravity." With Tyler's eccentric, grounded energy and Brent's airy vocals, it's the ideal fusion of both talents. Brent is adept in shining while allowing his team members to accomplish their best work.

Pushing Boundaries with Wasteland

Brent released Wasteland in 2022, and let me tell you, it's an experience rather than just an album. It's like watching a movie with music mixed with snippets of movies. Themes? Self-destruction, love, and ambition are all things that keep you up at night.

Songs like "Price of Fame" and "Dead Man Walking" demonstrate how far Brent has progressed as a performer. His willingness to try new things and take calculated risks is paying off. Fans couldn't stop playing it, critics praised it, and Brent once again shown that he is unmatched.

The Brent Effect

Brent Faiyaz is a movement as well as a musician. He is evidence that success may be achieved without following trends. His music speaks because it's genuine, which is uncommon in a society when everyone is wearing filters and artificial grins.

Brent is loyal to himself whether he's working with well-known artists, performing alone, or working with Sonder to create magic. He is a voice for everybody who has ever felt a bit lost yet persisted still, which is why he is more than simply an R&B musician.

Let's also discuss the legacy he is creating. In addition to having an impact on R&B, Brent is also establishing a new benchmark for what it means to be an artist in the modern day. He is demonstrating that you can have an influence while being open, daring, and unashamedly oneself.

For the fans, Brent's music serves as a soundtrack for both the highs and lows of life, not just something to add to a playlist. There's a Brent Faiyaz song that speaks to you whether you're feeling great or struggling with your own uncertainties.

What can we anticipate from Brent going forward, then? Whatever he chooses to offer us, really. And that's why seeing him is so thrilling. Beyond simply producing music, Brent Faiyaz is establishing connections, sparking discussions, and generating an impression that will endure for a very long time.

Now is the perfect moment to join the Brent Faiyaz craze if you haven't already. He is an artist you feel, not simply someone you hear. And that's the main goal in the end.

What’s Next?

What is Brent Faiyaz's finest quality? You can never be sure of what he will do next. He always pushes himself and his music to new limits, which makes him unpredictable in the greatest manner. Regardless of what he is working on, one thing is certain: it will be unvarnished, honest, and memorable.

So listen to his songs if you haven't before. Allow yourself to be hit in all the appropriate places. Because Brent Faiyaz creates moments rather than simply tunes.

And let’s talk about the legacy he’s building. Brent isn’t just influencing R&B—he’s setting a new standard for what it means to be an artist in today’s world. He’s showing that you can be vulnerable, experimental, and unapologetically yourself and still make an impact.

For the fans, Brent’s music is more than just a playlist addition—it’s a soundtrack for life’s highs and lows. Whether you’re feeling on top of the world or wrestling with your own doubts, there’s a Brent Faiyaz song that gets it.

So, what can we expect from Brent in the future? Honestly, whatever he decides to give us. And that’s what makes him so exciting to watch. Brent Faiyaz isn’t just making music—he’s creating moments, starting conversations, and leaving a mark that’s going to last for a long time.

If you’re not already on the Brent Faiyaz wave, now’s the time to dive in. He’s not just an artist you listen to; he’s an artist you feel. And in the end, that’s what it’s all about.

[zekepng]

i like how you're changing the chapters in sonder where they're kinda the same, but also completely different. i like the cliff hangers that you've been adding

can i ask what will be in chapter 4?

thank youuu, I wanted it to follow the structure of the plot, but read differently. I wanted more depth with characters, better writing and to just overall fix the plot to make it less messy <3

I’m also trying to cut down the length of the chapters, so I can produce more and they’re not as long to read.

chapter four will include:

- what happens after (y/n) takes Jean upstairs at the party (I completely changed the end part 👀)

- (y/n)’s amazing acting skills ;)

- her and Reiner plotting

- another cliff hanger (maybeee)

- I’ll be introducing her dad differently from the first time (snippet below)

[all-hail-trash-prince]

WIP GAME

rules: in a new post, post the names of all the files in your wip folder regardless of how non descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet and tell us about it!

The titles (some of them are folders because the only files in the folders are "chapter 1" etc)

4 Mikey

LORE - WORLD

5 Easy Steps (5+1)

Human Dan 2, what crime will he commit (possible blahaj kidnapping)

Random Scene Writes

Sonder

chpater thgie 4 real this time?

A Slight Misunderstanding

Among Us

JJBA Part 5 Time Travel Fix-It

No New Messages

ROTTMNT imaginary friend au

Amphibia Chatfic

Amphibia Language Barrier ch 1

Cabinet Man with a Cabinet Plan

CURSED FIC OH NO

Let's Go Turtles

[eicenrellarchives]

Welcome to Ky of Sonder's Eicenrell Archives!

Like the description says, this is a side blog for @kyofsonder that's specifically focused on my writing. While I enjoy mixing my writing work with more passive reblogging and not-fiction-related personal posts on my main blog, it can get frustrating not having a central archive of the stories/poems/writeblr things I've posted to Tumblr. To solve this problem and give readers a place to just easily rad what they want from my works, I've created this archive.

There's no requirement to follow my main blog in order to follow this one, and I couldn't enforce it if there was. It's also perfectly fine to address writeblr ask and tag games here, but know that if you ask anything that's not writing related I'll answer it on my main blog (or another side blog if I make others).

Content Notice:

All writing will have content warnings where applicable, if I ever forget or if a reader has a specific thing they would like included in these warnings (ex: I don't think birds need a warning, but someone with a phobia of them might prefer bracing themself before reading descriptions of them) please send an ask or message and I will fo my best to add it to my warnings in the future.

Commission Info:

I'm currently rebuilding my writing habits and haven't had time to do research on standard commission rates, but I'm open to taking a commission or two from those willing to discuss price in messages until proper rates and slots can be decided. Thank you for your patience, and please reach out if you are also willing to be patient about price negotiations.

Tag System:

Spoons providing, I tag my work for organization purposes first and give my thoughts in the tags after. These tags include

sonder stories - all prose, including any asks or tags involving prose, and OC development

sonder songs - all poems and lyrics, including any asks or tags involving poetry, and poetry development

sonder solos - all prose created/assisted by playing solo TTRPGs involving mechanics like flipping over playing cards, rolling dice, drawing straws, etc.

sonder snippets - all excerpts and short content taken from longer works and/or works in progress

story link - all fully finished stories presented in the form of an external link to a site such as google docs or AO3 or somewhere else

eicenrell archive - all archived copies of writing, most posts should have this tag

analogue media - all screenshots of handwritten prose, poetry, etc.

eicenrell info - all worldbuilding related to the eicenrell universe where my stories take place

eicenrell worlds - when specific worlds from the eicenrell universe are mentioned by name

eicenrell magic - when specific magic systems from the eicenrell universe are mentioned by name

night write - all transcriptions or photos of prose and poetry handwritten in a journal on a (mostly, spoons and other factors permitting) nightly basis

sonder speaks - announcements and personal info, while this is largely restricted to the main blog it'll come up here sometimes

tag games - all content responding to or joining in tag games from various corners of the writeblr community

ask games - all content responding to or joining in ask games from various corners of the writeblr community

a place to return novel - all content related to a novel wip of mine titled A Place to Return

apricots novel - all content related to a novel wip of mine titled Apricots

to be honest novel- all content related to a novel wip of mine titled To Be Honest

stray identities novel - all content related to a novel wip of mine titled stray identities

love as indicated wip - all content related to a story collection/novel wip of mine titled love as indicated

Other Tags Pending...

OC Masterpost

Pending...

[writeblrsupport]

Hi! I recently posted a snippet from a work of mine titled Sonder, a prose poetry piece. Could I ask for that to be reblogged?

Done darling!!

[eleanorjane0690]

Thank you for the tag @zenkor123 😊

Solidarity in Sonder

Chapter 24

Katniss

Out of the two of us, who’d have thought Johanna Mason would be the more considerate one. Certainly not me.

(Only a short snippet from the end of the chapter to avoid spoilers as its available tomorrow on Ao3)

Tagging: @tryingssss @taniamorin

First WIP Wednesday of the year!! ✨

I was tagged by @mollywog and @atelierlili last week, thank you!

Please share your last sentence or if you don’t have one, share a plot bunny or idea! (or sketch for your artwork!)

“We have this form on our website.” He turns his laptop screen to show her. “The customer can input their order, the delivery address, and a small note if they choose to.” “So he sent you the note?” Peeta fights the urge to snap back. “No, ma’am,” he wants to say. “I woke up today with a hankering to write a haiku for a random customer. Because apparently I’m completely insane and have too much time to kill.” Instead, he smiles at the woman, silently wishing someone else would come in to save him from this conversation. “Yes, the note came with the order. But I added the little doodle of a crossword.”  “You are very talented.” The woman sighs and places a perfectly manicured hand on her forehead. “I don’t even know how to respond to something like this. Should I call him to apologize? Should I buy him a gift, maybe?”  “He is your fiancé,” he shrugs. “You’d know the best. But if I were you, I’d respond in kind.”

Tagging: @thelettersfromnoone @unnamednarrator @atelierlili @mage-chocolate @mollywog @thesweetnessofspring @zenkor123 @notsocooljess

[sonderden]

Heads Up Seven Up

I was tagged by @writingpotato07 and @on-noon to share the last seven lines of the last WIP I was working on, so I'll combine them to share lines from the last two WIPs I've been working on. Thank you both for the tag, and the chance to share my work!

I'll tag: @junypr-camus, @starlightscribe, @saltysupercomputer, @inkspellangel, @365runesofwriting, and as always anyone who wants to join in can say I tagged them!

The last (more than) seven(ish) lines from my novel WIP "Apricots":

"I know the slim odds of successful magic re-regulation can make a new contract feel pointless. I promise you aren't the first witch's partner to feel that way, it's a perfectly normal concern. It's also completely natural for your own inherent lack of magic to make you worry that you won't be compatible as a contracted familiar. That said, I think that making an effort to be an active participant in Mr. Marsh's recovery is what will be most helpful to everyone involved. Mr. Marsh. Mr. Bailey. Yourself. Ms. Ritter's loss is clearly still affecting you three deeply, and I truly believe this can help you all heal," the doctor's smooth, almost practiced lecture is quickly cut off with a small cough, "Not that I'm trying to pressure you to make a decision one way or another. Like I explained earlier, there are several other treatment options that could prolong Mr. Marsh's expected lifespan, and you obviously need to take time to think them all over and come to terms with this situation for yourself. You've been clinging to that mug of tea hard enough to crack the handle, after all." Dr. Jones laughs lightly, creating faint cracks in her own professional atmosphere. She adjusts her thin, almost invisible metal-frame glasses as if to try and rapidly repair the break in her office persona.

The last seven(ish) lines from my short story WIP "Hidden Talent" (where the main character has used "hunger" as a metaphor for the creative urge to paint):

Again, for the second time in a single afternoon, Rowan has surprised him. Even now, they aren't joking. Even using the word that's only half-accurate, they're still taking this explanation at face value and trusting that they'll understand it when they see it for themself. True to their word, Rowan isn't brushing their best friend aside.

"I mean, it's pretty late in the afternoon now. Usually I do get, y'know, 'hungry' around now. This paint's been here for awhile, too, so I could, uh... paint over it?"

[marley-warriors]

RULES: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. 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! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Tagged by @lostywrites

WIP

1) Misplaced Hearts - AC multi-media (contains three files: 1) Loki Basim story board, 2) Loki AC mythology, 3)Loki Basim final draft)

2) Forgotten and Desponded (never fixed the typo :/ - The Inpatient VR horror game.

Drafts

1) Sonder - Original work in dystopian setting.

2) No name, but file is named: AC Isu - random snippets of Loki and his children, and being imprisoned.

I dunno who to tag, cause I disappeared from tumblr for 3/4 years before recently reappearing. Anyone who sees this and wants to do it, do it. Do you have anything, @verratensduo ?

[sonderden]

This is, in fact, the main way I enjoy Zukka as a romantic ship -- because otherwise Suki gets left behind and/or killed off. Suki doesn't deserve that. Sokka doesn't deserve that either, after all the love he's already lost. I don't mind them breaking up amicably when he realizes he loves Zuko, but it feels so hollow. So lacking, ss it ignores and tosses aside so much of what makes both characters and their love for each other important. Besides, Zuko needs more people to love him. Romantically, platonically, and otherwise.

I love the idea of Zuko having no idea how to deal with not only having a genuine crush -- something more than the vague butterflies and affection he'd felt for the girl in Ba Sing Se -- but experiencing romantic jealousy for the first time. Watching Suki be so close with Sokka, watching her open up to him and laugh with him and hold hands with him. Feeling relieved that Sokka is so happy around her and isn't hung up on Yue (he's heard Sokka cry in his sleep in the next tent over too many times), but also bitter that she gets to be loved by the man Zuko himself has unexpectedly fallen for. He gets sulky and quiet, moreso than usual. Sokka is observant enough to know something's up. Suki is observant enough to know what's actually happening.

I really enjoy the concept of her telling Sokka she'll take care of it, then having tea with Zuko in private to talk things out. Her gently, teasingly explaining that grumpy lies and sullen half-truths won't get him anywhere. Telling him about all the queer girls she'd known among the Kiyoshi Warriors, how many guys had embraced cross-dressing to become honorary members because of Sokka and how many actual trans girls had joined and trans guys had dropped out. Sharing stories about all of them worrying that the way they felt or the way they loved or the way they got jealous of others was bad or wrong. Patiently teaching him along the way that no queer person is wrong for being queer, nobody who falls in love the way Zuko has is wrong, and jealousy is only harmful if you let it become harmful.

She spills hot tea on herself on purpose at that point, which Zuko naturally responds to by cleaning up and anxiously asking if she's alright. He knows how bad it hurts and scars to be burned, and he looks over her hands a dozen times to make sure she doesn't have to go through anything similar. She throws her head back and laughs like she does with Sokka, that "you've fallen right into my trap" expression on her face as she says "See? You're so jealous of me it hurts, but you're still being this nice to me. You're a sweet guy, Zuko. Falling for a guy and feeling jealous of his girlfriend won't change that."

She smiles and something catches in Zuko's heart as he holds his breath to look at her face. If Sokka's stupid, soft, unfairly handsome grin can bring out the sunshine in full force on a cloudy day -- and Zuko's thought to himself many times that it can -- then Suki's sharp, willful, stunningly pretty smile can make the flowers bloom. Together and apart, these two are light and color and warmth and beauty and he wants to -- oh. Oh, so it isn't only jealousy he's been feeling.

Zuko gritting his teeth and smoothly pouring another cup of tea for each of them while words pour awkwardly from his mouth, "Do any of the Kiyoshi Warriors ever, uh... nevermind. I don't even know how I'd ask that. I'm... glad you aren't hurt. Your hands are too pretty to be scarred like my face."

"Oh," is all she says, glancing over her shoulder.

"Right? She's doing things that could get them hurt all the time, and I never know whether to be proud or scared out of my mind!" Sokka appears from around the corner, as Suki had known he would.

"Can you be... both? Can you... feel more than one way about something?" it's the best way Zuko can think of to ask the question that's really on his mind.

Suki thinks for a moment, not taking in anything the boys say as they start listing the things that both enrapture and terrify them about her. Then she cuts them off, seeming to have come to a conclusion, "Okay. Sokka, get yourself a teacup and sit down. I don't think we can get through all of it right now, but... we have more to talk about than I thought."

"We do?" both boys ask in unison.

"You're both very dumb, so yeah. We do," she teases.

"Hey! I'm very smart! I'm an inventor, you know!" Sokka retaliates.

"I'm... starting to think I might be dumb about some things, yes," Zuko mumbles into his tea.

I could write more and turn this into an entire fic rather than just a reblog-drabble, but insightful person explaining things to a pair of oblivious people as a means of bringing everyone together as a polycule is one of my favorite tropes (I have plans to do almost the same thing in at least one of my current novel WIPs) is one of my favorite things so I had to do this when it came to mind.

Sokka being a disaster Bi in a polyamorous relationship with his badass girlfriend Suki and his nerd boyfriend Zuko doesn’t sound like a bad idea if I’m going to be honest…