#this is the procrastination

[nivasichakano]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Thanks for the tag @patheticfangirl! Procrastination on a Monday? Don't mind if I do. 1. How many works do you have on AO3? 18 — 16 for BG3 and 2 for Arcane (sorry Jayvik one day I'll come back to you 😭) 2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

433,097 (never finished writing a thing in my life before I discovered Astarion, thanks darling).

3. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Hustle - What I want to write: angsty romantasy. What I actually write: Bloodweave YouTubers. I love these boys. WeaveStitch 4eva <3

Hiraeth - My First Fanfiction, an isekai about a BG3 gamer who finds herself dragged into Faerun. I didn't know how to use AO3 then, I tagged my OC, Astarion, and Gale in a threesome by accident, and Gale and Astarion are super horny for each other throughout because I didn't yet know it was my life's calling to write Bloodweave. But I'm proud of the ending and people still seem to like it.

What Friends Are For - Also known as, Nivasi discovers Bloodweave. This fic has my favorite chapters of anything I've written ever (chapters 11-13).

Driven - Meepbois 😭 I miss them so they're getting a one-year anniversary epilogue this year.

Snakes & Ladders - A silly one-shot enabled by the Bloodweave Brainrot Discord. No tadpole AU in which Astarion is sent by Cazador to steal from Gale.

4. What fandoms do you write for?

BG3 and Arcane. On a knife's edge about Invisible Boys and IWTV.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Always. I'd like to pretend that I 'write for myself' but you know it's true, everything I do, I do it for you(r comments).

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Familiar is probably the angstiest thing I've written ('What if Gale's dad was one of Astarion's victims?'). Otherwise, Hiraeth has a very bittersweet ending.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Literally everything else.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Someone once compared Hiraeth to Twilight, which I consider to be hateful.

9. Do you write smut?

I mean... I try 😅 Not well?

10. Do you write crossovers?

I haven't, but I'm open to it.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don't think so?

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No, but I think it'd be fun. HMU.

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

Bloodweave. I can't believe I'm still here over a year later. Just love 'em.

15. What’s the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

*cries in Eurovision fic shame* I do actually really want to finish After the End, my Jayvik longfic too, since it's all plotted out. But I realised I can't work on more than one thing at once and Hellfire Club Bloodweave AU is dragging me into the hells at the moment.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I genuinely don't know how to answer this. Uhh, the ability to make absolutely everything a romcom?

Actually, I just came back to this one because I remembered that I can write the shit out of a first chapter. Give me any prompt and that first chapter will be with you in under an hour.

It's just finishing them that's the problem.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Making everything a romcom, if you hate romcoms, I guess. Other than that, oh, so many things: procrastination, repetition, cliches, getting distracted by shiny new ideas, autistic Gale + bbgirl Astarion

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?

I did it in Driven, because Astarion speaks French, and it taught me how not good Google Translate is. I ended up getting help from the lovely French Quarter of BWBR in the end, and would always go straight to this option in the future.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

BG3! This has been my first experience of fandom and my first time writing fics. I like it. You're all onto something here.

20. Favorite fic you’ve ever written?

I think it's got to be Driven. It's not as popular as Hustle, but I received the most surprising amount of love for this story. To the extent that it was actually emotional when it came to an end? Which I really wasn't expecting when I plonked a wizard and a vampire into F1 cars. Thanks meeple <3

* Riddle me this @badmarilynart @hylianworrier

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[snail-day]

Satoru lives for your grumpy mornings, makes a whole game out of it, really. How long it takes for you to snap. The second you shuffle into the kitchen, barely picking your feet up, he’s leaning against the counter with a grin that’s way too bright for this hour. Or perhaps for a man who only got roughly three hours of sleep.

“Ohhh, good morning, grumpy butt,” he chirps, voice syrupy sweet and teasing. Those stupidly pretty baby blues twinkle with mischief, and his snow-white hair is all fluffed from sleep, a few strands sticking up where he clearly towel-dried it and called it a day.

You mumble something incoherent and plop into his arms anyway, letting yourself sink into his warmth. Pressing your face into his toned chest and taking a big whiff. He smells like laundry detergent and the faint hint of his cologne, clean, sweet, familiar.

“Awwww,” he coos, dropping into that obnoxious baby voice, arms caging you in as he sways you side to side, “it’s so hard being my sleepy little baby, huh? Sooo tough, such a hard little life you got.”

You groan into his chest, but that only earns you a cascade of kisses, first to your head, then your cheek, your temple, and your nose. Each one loud and wet on purpose.

“Mwah. Mwah. Mwah, oh? What was that? You hate me?” he gasps, planting another exaggerated kiss right on your frown. “You’re so mean in the mornings, baby. I’m delicate like a flower.”

His lashes flutter as he leans in closer, mock-pouting. You hate how good he looks like this, face still soft with sleep, lips plush and pink, that playful curve to his mouth, knowing exactly how far he can push you before you start biting.

He starts walking you backward with all those kisses, cornering you between his strong arms and the kitchen counter's edge until you’re stuck in his little trap. He looks down at you with a bright smile, arms looped lazily around your waist.

“You’re not even denying it,” he hums, voice low and sing-song as he kisses you again, softer this time, lips lingering on yours for a few mere seconds just to taunt again. “You're so cute when you’re cranky. Wanna hit me a little? Maybe a little bite? Go ahead. I can take it. Just don’t stop cuddling me after.”