#how do i write

[rockinmusicquarterly]

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forgot to post it here too my fic #myfic

[peachyswirls]

Judgement AU-

White Lily Cookie

aka Queen Guardian

(kinda like how Holly is Queen Mother, idk it sounded cooler in my head )

Art: Early Timeline (Within the first year post-DEC defeat. I swear I'm working on a mega thread for this lol)

Silent Salt dies protecting her from the final blow from Dark Enchantress. She now holds both the Souljam of Freedom and Silence, rarely tapping into the full power of Solidarity, as a brooch clip.

Mildly always imagined the fae being like the elves in Lord of the Rings

Even with new found confidence, the shadow of DEC still weighs heavily on her. She struggles to make tough/out there decisions worried that other cookies will believe she's "just like DEC". Especially with the events of the Witches Banquet broadcasted to all of cookiekind.

With Vanilla dead, Holly's suspicious avoidance, and Cacao wanting to dedicate his time to his kingdom, Lily was, well, shocked when Golden Cheese arrived at her doorstep.

With Mystic(the only Beast they were able to capture) currently being held in the Silver Kingdom, Blue Lily and Frost Queen appear to help govern and protect the Silver Kingdom.... Of course, things do take a turn for the worse when <error>

The Silver Kingdom early timeline serves as both a haven for souls unsure about what happens next and a hub of information against the Beast. Mystic is captured, Salt is dead, Spice roams his area, Sugar's Garden disappears from its location presumably with her, and Shadow Milk- now welding a full Souljam of Knowledge, is risky to attack so soon. But she will have her revenge

!!White Lily is NOT a bad guy in my AU, early timeline she’s working with false information, the death of Silent Salt,and pressure from some powerful and influential cookies. So, early timeline she comes off like an antagonist !!

Mini Rant about AU: Early Judgement AU is... One part of my AU I tend to skip over. While it's the foundation of the AU obviously, so many AUs (fanfics and drawn) already focus so well on many of the situations present post DEC, I find it hard to really settle and think about it. But I didn't want to avoid talking about Lily forever. She kinda falls off mid/late AU, because the focus shifts to the City Beyond and Candy Apple. Plus, there are some important scenes that are referenced later that I want to draw out or chat about soooo Early Timeline Judgement AU comic maybe on the way :3

[screwball-x]

Hi guys! Just published my first ever public fanfic. (Technically in years but I don’t like to count those days..)

My writing is extremely rusty, but I hope you’ll enjoy it nonetheless. I may add more chapters, I had a potential idea for it.

“ Strawberry Fields Forever “

[alderiane]

Everyone Adores You (at least I do)

Part one ! (⁠๑⁠´⁠•⁠.̫⁠ ⁠•⁠ ⁠`⁠๑⁠)

Tommy Bowe x GN! reader

𑣲⋆ summary: You couldn't possibly fall for your best friend who also happens to be your co-worker, right? You did anyway.

𑣲⋆ tags: fluff, friends-to-lovers, no use of y/n, reader is called “name” , (first and third person POV), tommy bowe that's it that's the post

𑣲⋆ a/n: hey so this might lowkey suck since I've really only written three fanfics (which I did not publish + they were all wips) so errhhmmm let's just hope this is good enough for y'all. I wrote this solely because there are little to no tommy bowe fics so yeah (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠)

Smosh was amazing, there were no other words to describe it, after two years of working there you might think you'd get sick of it, but no; quite the opposite actually. You adored the atmosphere, and the people— especially one specific person, Tommy.

For the first few months of working at smosh you warmed up to him. You two grew very close, during lunch you'd sit next to each other, when there isn't much work load the couch would be occupied by you both, and occasionally, he'd give you a ride home to your apartment. Multiple fan compilations and edits have been made about you guys together. (you may or may not have made a collection dedicated to those.)

You caught yourself staring at his eyes when you shared a conversation with him, laughed a little too hard when he made a joke, which you're a 100% sure the others have noticed. Gods, there was even a time where you said his name instead of spencer's during a game of moose master for a video, and spencer just smiled knowingly. There was something about him you couldn't quite put your finger on. His smile reminded you of warmth similar to the sight of a cat near the fireplace during the winter.

Although, after months of being in denial, you finally accepted it; you were in love with Tommy Bowe.

𑣲⋆ (first person POV)

There was an upcoming challenge pit video in which one of the games had to be by pair.

“We should totally be partners.” Tommy said with a smile.

“Are you sure? I think you'd have more chances of winning if you were with Trevor or maybe even-” my words were cut off by his own;

“That wasn't a question, (name)” he said sternly but his face showed no malice.

He grabbed my arm gently as the both of us walked towards the set.

Chanse did the intro for the first game (or challenge, call it what you want) where each pair had to pour water from their own separate glasses into the one in the middle. Amanda and Olivia went first, they managed to fill it perfectly.

Tommy and I went next. He claimed to have an idea and I just trusted him with it.

“I think we just have to pour it carelessly at the exact same time” he blurted out, I looked at him with a puzzled expression.

“That's your idea? To just do it carelessly?” he looked at me and nodded.

“Alright then.” I said with uncertainty in my tone.

We placed our blindfolds on and did exactly what he said. To no one's surprise, we failed, miserably.

I looked up at him and we both just smiled at each other.

“We did good, you did good.” he remarked gently.

I'm just gonna have to brace myself for the edits that are gonna be made using that clip. I thought to myself.

𑣲⋆ (small time jump, still first person).

After we wrapped up filming, tommy was nowhere to be found. I asked the others and they also seem to have no idea where he is. I stood there momentarily, but before I could leave to go look for him; A pair of hands found themselves on my shoulders and I knew from the gentle and almost careful touch that it was him.

“Where'd you go, dude?” I turned and tilted my head, he responded almost teasingly inching his face closer to my own;

“Aww.” he cooed “Did you miss me that much?”

the hair on my nape stood up from the proximity or lack thereof between me and him.

“Let's just get lunch, I'm hungry.” trying to avert his gaze off of my face knowing full well if he didn't look away already he would've seen my cheeks start getting red.

While we were at lunch, instead of listening to what he was talking about, my eyes focused on my phone as I was too flustered to look at him at the moment. I was scrolling through my instagram feed when I felt his hand over mine and I turned my head to look at him.

“Hey, you listening? Cause whatever's on that phone seems to be way more important than me.” he pointed out, his voice almost pained and his lips formed into a small pout

“Don't get all pouty on me now” I chuckled softly at the sight, while his thumb rubbed against my hand.

“I can't not get all pouty when I'm talking about something, and you don't listen, y'know. I love talking to you.” he said tenderly.

My eyes softened at his claim; “Alright.. I'll put my phone away and we can talk for as long as you want.”

His eyes lit up and he continued where he left off. With my still hand being held by his own.

𑣲⋆ (time skip, apartment, third person POV)

You were sitting on your countertop waiting for your dinner in the microwave, thinking about earlier. All of a sudden a notification appeared, it was from tommy.

tommy (˵˃ ᗜ ˂˵)

Hey

Hellooooo

I know u can see my messages, (name) >:(

You B)

Yes, hello, hi to you too.

What do u need it's like 10pm

tommy (˵˃ ᗜ ˂˵)

😿

ANYWAYYY

I miss you

Can I come over PLEASEEEE

You froze, you actually froze— well that was until the microwave let out a “ding!” you took your food out and replied to him;

You B)

Uhhh yeah, go ahead

You have my keys anyway

I'll wait for you

(tommy (˵˃ ᗜ ˂˵) reacted “💙” to your message)

[sillzcoil]

Late night Spep thoughts(as it is 12:03 AM)…. So regard the vigilante Spepticle au that is most likely gonna be a really odd mix of Unstable and Lifesteal(More Lifesteal inspired for the record) how do we arrange this? Cause I am having Derap, Skep, and 4C being similar ages(Highschoolers) but I keep getting the vision of the time I saw a Squidswag clip video and 4C was 3rd wheeling and someone made the joke that he was Glitch duo’s “practice child”…. Anyways how do we feel if I lowkey just make Glitch Duo 4C’s adopted parents(with Clownzy as grandparents purely because Season 5 wedding… we don’t talk about the wedding unless it’s for Clownzy or comedic purposes)? Yae or nae? I want to here the communities thoughts

[reachstr]

Guess who's (kinda) gotten back into writing??

And you'll never guess what I'm doing yup. it's a scarian vampire au where grian is a vampire and scar is (supposedly?? i'm not sure yet) very accepting of it

oh and did i mention that 'monsters' like vampires are hunted for sport? mhm that's pretty relevant i think.

it's not the best quality, though i've really been struggling to write and it's really getting annoying because i really do want to write - i just can't so this will do i guess..

:P

wip under the cut

Grian had always tried to steer clear from the sunlight. It tended to burn him easier than it did others. Even in the winter, its rays would still make his skin prickle and itch until he moved somewhere more shaded. It could have been worse, to be fair, if he’d inherited the whole ‘disappears when looking in the mirror’ thing like his best friend had. Grian had always liked to poke fun at Mumbo, whose mustache would be the only part of the man that was reflected in the mirror. Floating mustache, a classic. Most vampires would never dare cross into human territory, and would rather stick to the Boogeyman village off the outskirts of the humans’ area. But Grian had always prided himself in his daring, though some would call him unnecessarily reckless.  His skin wasn’t ashy and pale, nor was his hair neat and black, so nearly nothing would have ever stood him out as different to any other human. Except maybe his canines, which would only become pointy when a vampire was thirsty, or maybe the two holes on his neck - his bite - though that was pretty well hidden by the thick red wooly jumper he’d never be caught without. So, overall, he was pretty safe when it came to living amongst the humans. Even if it was absolutely terrifying to hear snippets of the whispers constantly going around of rumors of monsters living in the city, and then witnessing as the humans of the city paraded around with werewolf and zombie heads held high on their spears. Though, as long as Grian carried on as if he hadn’t grown up surrounded by the people that humans hunted for sport, he supposed he would be fine. He’d made quite a life for himself actually, down in the human city. He’d graduated from their university, made a couple friends, and even managed to get himself a job. Architecture had always been fascinating to him, and growing up in the Boogeyman village, the builds had been supremely detailed with an eye for colour and textures, perfect for a little boy who loved all things architecture. Nobody had gotten suspicious when he’d prefer to stay in the shade in the winter, nor when he’d keep his thick turtleneck jumper on during the summer. He’d get some raised eyebrows, though his friends had mostly just accepted that that’s just how he was. Except for his roommate, who always glanced away whenever Grian caught him staring too intently. They’d been living together ever since Grian moved to the city, both freshly into uni. Neither had time for much other than study, eat and sleep, and their timetables would always clash, what with Grian taking night classes whilst Scar took the morning ones. So the only time they’d really meet back in their uni days was in between, when Scar would cook the most delicious meals whilst Grian lounged about at the dinner table, listening to the other talk about everything and nothing. Lately though, they were spending more and more time with one another, especially as the summer term was coming to an end. And that in equal parts overjoyed and scared him.  He’d find himself sitting next to Scar on their couch, knees bumping against each other as Scar tried to contain his excitement as he reexplained the plot to the Sci-fi movie series he was making Grian watch for the third time over. And even then, Grian had only watched it to see the joy on Scar’s face as his favourite scenes came on.  He’d find himself smiling at Scar as they passed the pet shop; he had to wait for the man to stop cooing at the newly born kittens at the window before they could move on. He’d find himself seeing Scar in his dreams, though he’d wake in the morning feeling hollow. -

eh i told you its not the best I seriously dont know how to start stories it seems ;-; and idk if i should start by not writing the entire freaking plot in the first few lines should it be a more like show not tell?? idk im gonna go cry in the corner now

[adrenalineaquaries]

Something I was randomly thinking of while scrolling through the 'Humans are space orcs' tag.

Aliens are perplexed about a human's physical abilities and appearance (and mental strength but that's for another time), right?

I want to know how humans react to this knowledge. I want to see a human struggling to comprehend why aliens find humans scary. Aliens. The galactic creatures that have tentacles, horns, multiple eyes, could be insanely tall, have claws, sharp teeth, yada yada. And yet humans terrify them? Humans. These short, fleshy creatures that have limited ability with their skinny legs and their small fingers. These squishy beings that can barely understand their own species and can (almost) never get along. These weird abominations that either don't die despite falling off of a mountain side or instantly destroys half of their bodily system by falling down a few flight of stairs.

Of course, humans are the one's thinking this way. Many of them don't consider themselves to be anything special or even interesting and then suddenly, aliens think that they are amongst the most vicious creatures in the universe??? They don't understand why??? And there’s just confusion on both sides.

I'm just rambling at this point but I really just wanted to write this down.

Also bonus:

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"You...think I'm scary?" The human pointed to xemself.

Tynid nodded. How could xe not? Humans were scarily powerful. They were durable, had good endurance, fast, agile, strong, a predator, and were venomous. Xe is just scratching the surface, if xe was being honest. So why did the human look so...unsure?

"I...really don't get why you all are scared. I mean, look at you!" The human gestured to Tynid. "You're tall, have horns, has a tail that could probably snap my bones in one swing- just." The human fell silent.

"I'm...we're not that scary, we can't be that scary compared to other sentient life out there. It just doesn't make sense..."

Tynid didn't know how to feel. Why is the human so convinced that xe wasn't scary? Why is xe so convinced that they were all scarier? Was xe unaware of xes own prowess? Were all humans like this?

-cutting it off here because I don't know how to write sci-fi; also cus I don't know what I'm doing-

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Also, what do aliens think of countries and the different languages? I'm curious what would happen if an alien met someone from the Nordic countries or from Southeastern Asia or from an African country. Just some food for thought.

[mynhela]

I always feel like I want to write something for the fandoms im interested in but I literally suck at writing and do not know how to write fanfics. I also just don’t know how I would start🫩 I feel like I would literally only write shitty headcannons yet I literally don’t know how help 💔