#el writes stuff

[wench-of-the-woods]

How it feels returning to write more of my LU fic after indulging in other fandoms for nearly four months.

In other news, I wrote 1,500 words for A Strange Magic last night for the first time since November. (+900 today)

[forestzmora]

Last line tag!

Got tagged a while back by @dragonscanbeplantstoo​. Thanks so much ^^!

Here’s a piece of Nightmare Apocalypse I’ve written recently:

Taging: @the-moving-finger-writes​, @loopyhoopywrites​, @quilloftheclouds​ , @writingonesdreams​ , @writerfae​

If you want, of course, no obligation! ^^

[randomwritingofanerd]

Turn Away

Based on Cancer by My Chemical Romance

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She turned around, grabbing a glass of water, as he had requested. His lips were always chapped now, and they had long since lost their color. The once bright red was now dull and lifeless, practically purple.

His aunt Marie had already been called. She knew exactly what he had, exactly where it was, and exactly where it was going.

The funeral was already planned- it had been for months. He was to be buried in red, for he hated how somber most funerals were. It was less a funeral and more a party— the thought of people grieving for him made him sick.

His family had visited. He hated it when they visited. It made him think that every time that he saw them would be the last and he knew it very well could be. He couldn’t even kiss them. Though it wasn’t contagious, it felt as if it would spread through the merest affection. Even if it couldn’t spread, it would make leaving them that much harder.

It hurt them all to see him like this. His hair had long since left his body and the chemo had made him soggy, as he’d say, but she knew that he was simply counting down the days he had left.

But, through everything he’s been through, he still says that the hardest part will be leaving her and she thought the same. They’d known they’d never marry, never get to grow old together, yet the thought of it still killed them. He didn’t ask much of her, for after he died. All he asked was that she would remember him, that she’d stay true. Because, after all, hardest part of this was leaving her.

[wench-of-the-woods]

A Strange Magic just reached 100 Kudos!!!

This is my first 100 Kudos on a work, and it makes me feel so fulfilled and also a bit shocked that 100 people would read what I write and? Like it?????

....Maybe also a little spoiler for chapter 5 as a sweet treat:

Link and Four walked through the stone passageway towards Ordon Ranch as the sun started to tip over the tops of the trees. Rusl had a habit of watching the goats after a rough day, so Link already knew his father would be there to process the previous day’s turmoil. He didn’t, however, expect the tall man with a long blue scarf who towered over his father. The man wore pristine clothing, chainmail, and a shining set of armour from his shoulder to his forearm. It certainly stood apart from the ranch’s rustic log fences, which he leaned on with one arm while having a relaxed conversation with Rusl.

Probably also gonna draw a lil something to celebrate, so stay tuned. Or don't. Or something in the middle.

[wench-of-the-woods]

Surprise fic update for A Strange Magic!

Twi gains consciousness and comes across both familiar and unfamiliar faces, some welcomed, one especially not.

Meanwhile, Legend is having a mental crisis. Hyrule and Four are trying their best to smooth things over.

Read the new chapter here! 🌲✨

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I've started to kinda stitch my headcanon world together with my other fic about Twi's childhood. ✨ Lotsa fun and creative liberties shall be had. ✨

[wench-of-the-woods]

Late night inspo hits different

Here's a sneak peek of chapter two:

Link, or Legend, as he travelled with an oh-so merry group of seven other Links, was sick of all the portal shit. It had been a gruelling week of portaling back-to-back into the middle of fucking nowhere and being swarmed by monsters with a sick ongoing streak of hitting him in the gut. The chain (Wind) had begun a count five days ago. Everyone disagreed about where the tally lay with Wild betting on fifteen, Four wagering ten, and Warriors debating between twenty-five and twenty-four. Time quickly shut down the blatant shouts mid-battle, which had distracted Hyrule from a sweeping strike from a Lizalfos that nearly cut his ear clean off. 

Time had quietly bet with Warriors that it was forty times, thinking Legend was asleep the night before. He was not.

With his stomach in a twist, the aches in his joints flaring up with each sudden portal, and his ideas shot down for being ‘too dangerous’ and ‘experimental’, all he wanted was for this portal to lead straight into his bed at home. 

He was the first to stride up to the ominous swirling purple mass, scooping Hyrule’s arm in his and dragging the poor boy through. He could practically smell fresh apple hotcakes made by Ravio for breakfast and the must from old scrolls that he stored carefully (hoarded) in his room.

[wench-of-the-woods]

Guess who wrote a one-shot LU fic

This guyyyy

Basically, Twilight wakes from a nightmare only to face a worse situation: A heart-to-heart (loosely) with Legend.

Read it on Ao3! (1,119 words)

I'm procrastinating on chapter two of my first fic because the words aren't coming to me, and I'm also swamped with work stuff.

[wench-of-the-woods]

Guess Who's Back. Back Again.

I am, with a draft excerpt from Chapter Four of A Strange Magic

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The boy huffed a small laugh. “No, I’m far from nobility. My grandpa’s a smithy.” A wistful smile spread across his face; it shouldn’t have looked right on such a young man, but it did. 

“So who-

The door swung open, interrupting Link mid-sentence, as a tall man with honey-blonde hair and markings across his face walked in. He wore clothes more familiar to Link: a worn-down, loose tunic with a black long-sleeve shirt underneath, sleeves rolled up, black pants, and brown leather boots. It was almost uncanny how well he blended into the look of Ordonian ranch life with dirt on his hands and sweat on his brow. He glowed in a radiance of assurance and welcoming, but all it did was send a shiver down Link’s spine.

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Now that we've moved on from The Fight Scene, I am SO BACK. Love me some character exposé.