Denver, Colorado - July 3 2018
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Denver, Colorado - July 3 2018
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ooohhhh okay let’s see... *rubs hands together* i’ll do my second big bang from this year, You Try To Be Everything (I Need).
1. i wasn’t going to do this fic for the big bang. this fic... was not going to be written at all, actually. i was doing bedtime with my kids and reading a story i’d picked up randomly at the library, and as i read i thought wow... this could be kind of fun to play with. from there an entire dystopian world came to me. i’m pretty sure i went to @graceling-in-a-suit, @londonfoginacup and maybe @sadaveniren and @becomeawendybird and was like ‘TELL ME NOT TO WRITE THIS I DON’T HAVE TIME TO WRITE THIS” and they all told me to do it and for big bang. so i did.
2. i originally was worried this fic wouldn’t hit the 20k minimum for big bang. LMAOOOOOO obvs that wasn’t an issue in the end.
3. this fic is tied with only my tomlinshaw for fasted fic i’ve written by wordcount. i wrote 36k in two weeks (my tomlinshaw is 60k and i wrote in about 3.5 weeks).
4. it is also the fic i had planned out the least when i wrote it. i truly only had a vague idea of what the fic would be. i knew it would be slightly futuristic and dystopian. i knew harry and louis would become best friends via screens and not in person. i knew harry would be kidnapped. i knew there would be magic involved and something to do with communicating via dreams and signs. i knew harry’s tattoos would play a part. and i knew there would be flashbacks. i... knew zero other specifics. i cannot tell you how many times i would go into a chat and be like “okay! i’m writing! i have zero idea what is going to happen, but i’m writing! let’s see how this goes...” and then an hour later i’d be like “okay, well i got a 2200 word scene written, so i guess i’ll keep going and see where this takes me” lolllll i’ve only ever had one other fic come to me in quite the same way, but this was far more detailed and i still feel as if i was in a trance when i wrote it. i have no idea how all the details and the lines that crossed and weaved and played in and out with each other still came together, but i’m so incredibly glad that they did.
5. i was scared to try this kind of fantastical/dystopian/futuristic type world building and writing. i still am not sure i’d ever do it again, but to this day it is one of the fics i am the most proud of and if someone asked me which fic i wished got more attention, it would probably be this one. i love it so very much.
thank youuuuuu i love youuuuuuuuuu!
Send me a fic title and I’ll give you five facts/headcanons about it!
to help out with harry’s drive i’ll also donate all the proceeds from my redbubble from january. there’s lots of pride stuff on there you guys might like so check that out if you want to shop for a good cause
Ok for reals. Drunk
LMAOI mean I hope it's not a pimple.
lol me too but at his point, with Harry, nothing really surprises me anymore haha.
HOUSE.
“Pick any room except the master,” Liam tells them. “And try for the furthest one away from me, I don’t want to be kept up all night with your sex noises.”
Louis flips him off as he and Harry walk away to explore the house and find a room.
send me a word and I’ll post a sentence from my wip
😺😺 You have received this because you are a beautiful person who sparks joy and deserves every happiness life has to offer. 💕 If you feel so inclined, pass this along to those who spark joy in your life, especially those who may need a reminder of their own brilliance.
OH! Rec me your top five fics ♡ (Any kind!)
Omg this is so so hard!!!!
awake and unafraid by you_explode
Own the Scars by crinkle-eyed-boo
Tired Tired Sea by MediaWhore
Baby, I think we are too cold to float by forreveries
The Florentine Letters by forreveries
These are just my favorite from the last couple months. This list would be way longer than just five.
sleepover saturday