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I’ll be over on this account (mcntis) for now.
Come follow me if you’re still up for writing! It’s a new account so I don’t have many writing partners over there yet, and I’m always looking for more people to plot and make connections with.
psa
I’ll be over on this account (mcntis) for now.
Come follow me if you’re still up for writing! It’s a new account so I don’t have many writing partners over there yet, and I’m always looking for more people to plot and make connections with.
psa
I’ll be over on this account (mcntis) for now.
Come follow me if you’re still up for writing! It’s a new account so I don’t have many writing partners over there yet, and I’m always looking for more people to plot and make connections with.
I’ll get to replies when I’ve woken up a little more.
Reblog this if you don’t mind doing multiple threads at a time with someone.
That's interesting. Usually people write from their own 'romantic' experiences/troubles so I was just wondering. Thanks for answering!
Ha! Do they? I’m not sure about that. I’d have to have had a lot of romantic experiences or troubles to write what I’ve written then, lmao.
I mean, does the same rule apply to writing an inherently sadistic character? Because I’ve never personally experienced murdering someone, but I’ve for sure written it. And that’s okay! You’re welcome! Thanks for asking me such a neat question in the first place. I enjoyed answering it.
Zelda is a BOOB
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Do you ever incorporate your own romantic feelings/struggles into your writing?
Not really. Maybe some things in my writing are an outlet for something I might want, but don’t necessarily feel comfortable with actually having. I don’t know. I don’t think about it that way, in all honesty. Most of my favoured character/s are overtly romantic, which is something I personally like, but am too uncomfortable with doing myself. In fact, I prefer the idea of romance as opposed to the actual practice of it. Love writing it though.
I think my sexual orientation has an influence on anything romantic I might write. I generally prefer, and enjoy, women relationships (and female characters in general) to male. So I guess that’s something I incorporate into my writing. Vera’s inability to be wholly comfortable with romance and a relationship might be an extreme case of me putting my own struggles into my writing/a character of mine. Maybe.
WHAT THE fuck was that?
"Uh, whatever you think you just saw... you didn’t.” ( Zelda wasn’t about to explain mutants to Yana Brochu. She’d come out with her own line of mutant lingerie ).
“But you’re alive, so there’s, there’s that, right?”
A moment of weakness (Scarlett & Zelda)
Send ‘a moment of weakness’ | accepting
1. Your muse is smashed drunk and incoherent.
"Dude, what the fuck? You’ve been drinking?” Disappointment pushed her heart down into her stomach, followed by fear, then anger. Zelda thought that if she could beat her drug addiction, so could Scarlett beat her problem with alcohol. The blonde’s jaw clenched, and she watched Scarlett stagger forward, getting her limbs stuck in her jacket’s arms as she attempted to take it off. “Why the fuck would you do this? Scarlett!” Zelda yelled her cousin’s name because it was clear Scarlett wasn’t really listening. They locked stares, and Zelda shook her head. “You’ve been sober for four years, dude. What the fuck changed? Asshole!” Incoherent grumbles left Scarlett as she continued to ( try ) and free her arms from her jacket, her head drooped slightly back, eyelids heavy. Zelda didn’t move to help Scarlett. In all honesty, she didn’t want to be anywhere near her cousin when she was like this. It made her uneasy; reminded her of what she’d been like. Her raised voice had woken up Tatum, Rhys too, and the look Zelda sent her girlfriend was enough to make Tatum go to the kid to take him back to bed. Rhys didn’t need to see this, and Zelda didn’t want him to. To keep from speaking too loud, Zelda grit her teeth and started forward, close to Scarlett. She started patting her for any bottles of alcohol, or a flask, ignoring her cousin’s weak protests. Zelda’s gut churned at the smell on Scarlett’s breath. "We’re gonna get you sobered up. Jesus. If you weren’t family...”
‘ Let’s not jump to conclusions– ’
Oh, Peggy has absolutely no doubt that it was Sera, but Dagny looks ready to kill and, well, Sera doesn’t really deserve that. She almost winces, raising up a hand as if to say please calm down.
‘ I’m sure I just dropped it somewhere. ’
Pale eyes glanced down at the mage, and she lifted a large finger, bumpy with scarred tissue, towards the woman. “Do not ” Do not make excuses for the elf. Dagny was not a brute, despite how she knocked things with thick arms and huffed, as if a bull gearing to charge. She did well to hide her concern, though small guilt at the sight of the human’s wince made her hesitate. Sharp teeth grit together. "Dagny needs the artefact! For Dagny’s brother. If this is another joke of elf’s, it is not a funny one.”
open !!
as a general rule, eliza was a happy person. full of life, always looking at the bright side of things no matter what because that’s just how she was raised. even on a trying day, the girl could be seen with a smile on her face. but sometimes – sometimes, it all got too much and apparently that sometimes was now. her car had been towed to god knows where, taking her white cane with it, leaving her blind and she’d just tripped and dropped the content of her bag everywhere on the sidewalk. she tried, she really did, to keep her smile on but as she brushed herself off and bent down to pick up her things as quickly as possible, she could feel hot tears rolling down her cheeks and she tried to ignore them the best she could, but with her throat getting lumpy and her vision somehow worsening more than it already is, it’s hard.
Clementine peelings were dropped to the floor upon the steps of Zelda’s apartment, and the woman stood, a sigh on her lips as she wiped somewhat sticky fingers down the tops of thighs. She’d witnessed the woman trip, but hadn’t initially moved to help out because she’d never cared much for strangers; she justified her decision in not helping by saying she was tired from the day she’d had. And now she was locked out. But then the poor woman started sobbing, and Zelda’s refusal to help waned. If there was anything that got her doing things she didn’t necessarily want to do, it was tears.
“Hey, buddy, chin up, will you? It’s too cold out here for you to be cryin’.” She crouched to help pick up some stuff, glancing at the stranger’s face now that she was closer. “Your tears might freeze up or something.”
open.
‘ I could swear, it was just here! I turned my back for two seconds and then it was gone! ’
"Vashedan!” The qunari didn’t wait to hear more of the mage’s excuse, there was little time for it right then. “The elf ” She’d known it! That elf was with the Qun and now it had made off with the artefact. A grunt, similar to that of an angered ox, left her. “Where is the elf?”
severely confused over lauren german’s eye colour because one day it’s blue and another day it’s green. @her eyes, make up your damn mind.
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“Oh hell, don’t move. Move and you’ll lose your legs.” The poor sod was standing on one of Leonora’s mines. "Unless you’re here to kill me, in which case give us a jig.”
