#ask b anything

[quarantineddreamer]

Do you need help

Don't we all?

[blackburnbook]

#s 3 and 14 - soft asks 💕

Hiiiii Chan. 🥰

What’s your favorite candle scent?

I collect candles like I collect (redacted); truly a sucker for a scent with bomb branding. Over the summer, I had this set by Vacation in rotation and it lived up to all the hype and then some. Had my space smelling like the most expensive 5-star resort. Still finalizing my F/W scents but it'll probably be something from Boy Smells or Byredo.

Favorite feel-good show?

OMG, SO FUCKING MANY. 😂 Whether it's cartoons (like "Daria" or "Rocko's Modern Life"), Y2K staples (like the suuuper early seasons of "True Life" or "The Real World"), television canons (like "The Sopranos" or "Living Single") or cultural criticisms (like "The Dark Side of" docuseries or "I Love the" reruns) ... nostalgia is always the overarching theme to my happies. It always makes me feel good.

More soft asks here. ♥️

[gentlewomanquietlight]

Genuine question-

If when you have kids they will go on a different path than the one you want, for example- your daughter is a tomboy and feminist who loves masculine hobbies and acting masculine, your son is feminine, one of your kids are gay, something like that. What are you gonna do?

Anon, the fact that you asked anonymously makes me question just how genuine you're being, coupled with the fact that your question seems to be in bad faith (interest in non-gender-stereotypical activities is not wrong).

If an issue arises, prayer and discussion with my future husband as well as consulting with trusted faith leaders will yield the answer as to how I will progress.

[ladybugsimblr]

bk is ready for her simtv interview about the upcoming tour. any last minute questions you want to ask?

[quarantineddreamer]

For the WIP game, can you share something about the mysterious Untitled? ^^ I love me a wild card.

This is a (2+ year old) one-shot/prompt that I scribble in when my brain refuses to work on anything else 😅 BUT I am hoping to finish it sometime soon? 🤞

Carefully lowering a hand to her side, Cassian felt gently past blood-crusted cloth till he found the clammy hand that covered her wound and curled his own over it.  Her gaze snapped to his, a wordless question stirring within. Hang on… He squeezed her fingers briefly; increased the pressure he held against her side. Jyn gave a small nod, but by the clench of her jaw Cassian could tell she was in pain, and fading fast. He squeezed his eyes shut as a wave of helplessness crashed through him, seizing his lungs in an iron grip. He had to get her out of here… How the hell was he going to get her out of here?

[quarantineddreamer]

Hello lovely B 💜 how about 6 & 12 for the fic writer asks?

I hope your week is off to a great start!

Gem!!! So good to hear from you, friend!! I hope you are well 💕

6. The word that appears the most in in my current draft: I've been working in this untitled little RC one-shot most recently and apparently the most common word is Cassian (shocker) followed by Jyn (shocker) and finally "through" lol

12. A trope you're really into right now: Oooh this is a tricky one...I don't wanna choose 😂 I mean, I think I've used the sharing clothes trope a few times now haha (Jyn takes Cassian's jacket in Synchronous Scars and has his parka in Umbra Memoriae so...AND I just remembered I have plans for it in [redacted] so--oh god I'm becoming predictable lol).

Send me a fic writer ask!

[quarantineddreamer]

tell me about chapter 10 because i know you wanna talk about it (and i want to listen!!!)

Synchronous Scars my beloved—I truly hope to update this before s2 comes out but my brain may have other plans. In the meantime here’s a snippet!

She and Kassa had spent more years apart than they ever had together, and in those years she had spent more time living life as a shadow than she ever had living as Kerri.

She wasn’t sure she remembered who Kerri was supposed to be. Daughter? Sister? Friend? Maybe in another life that woman still existed, loved and safe and warm. A woman with roots– those elusive bonds that both tied and nourished.

In this life, there was only who Luthen had helped her to become–who she had needed to become. Spy. Saboteur. Assassin. Someone who could pretend at a life like the one Kerri might have had without ever truly embodying it. Someone who moved through the world like smoke, burning in the name of rebellion, and expecting nothing in return.

[quarantineddreamer]

tell me about sparring 👀

oh god I'm not sure how this was in my 5 most recent docs I might have accidentally clicked it at some point 💀 (This was my attempt at filling a prompt for a smut event (last year? year before??) and I ultimately ended up abandoning it cause I am truly horrendous at writing smut lol)

He barely manages to dodge the kick, takes the elbow to his shoulder instead of his cheek. He tries again to reason with her, each word punctuated by another blow, “I. Thought. We. Were. Talking. About. This.”