Hii💙 I am really really happy to see you back! I missed you and your lovely characters!
Can I ask for 40 and 43 for Hook?
Hello! I’ve missed you too, my love! I need to make something else with Hook/Evaine for you soon, because they deserve it and more! 💜💜💜
How does your character treat people in service jobs?
Hook tends to not really interact with merchants and whoever else, Smee mainly does that, but when they do have to interact? They’re polite, if a bit curt because they wish to leave, but they make sure not to make the sellers life a living hell as there’s no need for that.
Has your character ever had a dependent figure who was not related to them?
I don’t particularly know if this is referring to a child or someone just depending on Hook, but for the former Hook did take in one of the Lost Boys for a while but they rarely ever talk about it. As for the latter? I would definitely say Smee depends on Hook just as Hook depends on him.
First of all, I'm screaming because the joy I felt at the sight of another Arthuruan IF?🥺💞 and by a talented author such as you, no less!
Second of all, the perfection of a gay MC romancing Arthur while Guin is romancing Morgana? *chef's kiss*
You’re screaming? No, Kal, I’M SCREAMING because you’re one of my fav IF authors and The King’s Hound is in my top 5. I only hope that In Her Shadow will be even half as good as what you write 💕 I’m definitely doing some experimenting with this one and I hope that people will like it 😁
Ohh the sweet sweet one sided pining... I can't miss it! Can I ask for "knowing that they would never love you back and yet not stopping to pour out your love for them" with my cutest boi Weylyn?❤
Prompt list thing a majig—
Ah, Kal! Hello!!! ^^
Prompt under the cut as usual, my friend!
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Jenny, darling,
You're my bestfriend,
There's a few things,
That you don't know about,
[…]
I wanna ruin our friendship,
We should be lovers instead.
- Jenny, Studio Killers
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"Thanks, Weylyn." MC smiles at him as they carried a stack of papers, the smile that Weylyn's mind would loose itself over. His cheeks warm almost immediately, and he cracks a smile of his own. He nearly trips over himself and drop the papers as he did.
He's helping MC again, as usual. It's a habit of his, being their neighbor too and all. The two have known each other for years, starting of as new neighbors to eventually becoming close friends. For Weylyn, it formed into something more than that. Feelings grow and bloom like flowers in spring. His heart would race, his stomach would flutter, cheeks warm, and words sputter out like a broken record whenever MC looks at him for even just a second.
A boy in love he has become for them.
"Y-you're welcome!" He says, smile wobbly and crooked as his fluster grew. "Happy to help as always."
But MC's focus shifts somewhere else when a certain person walks by. It's ever-so-perfect Fleur with her sharp eyes and elegance. She doesn't spare either him nor MC a glance as she soundlessly walks past them, yet MC watches her. They look back again on the path before them with a goofy smile on their face and a small skip to their step.
Weylyn's own smile falters a bit as he sees MC become a flustered little mess at their crush passing by.
Of course MC would fall for Fleur. Who wouldn't? She's everything everyone aspires to be and with a beautiful complexion to match. Weylyn is just ordinary—average.
"So, you like the Vice President?" His mouth ends up asking, an ache forming in his chest.
MC visibly tenses, their cheeks growing more flushed as they glanced at him. "Was it that obvious?"
"Well, yes." The President chuckles faintly, though goes unnoticed. Unfortunately. "I'm curious to know why. Fleur doesn't even look interested in you."
"I mean, that's true." MC admits, their smile growing a bit sad.
"Then, why fall for someone who doesn't like you?" A bold question coming from Weylyn. "There might be someone out there who, you know, likes you."
MC lets out a small laugh. "And who would that might be?"
"I dunno." Weylyn shrugs. "Could be someone close to you." He hesitates for a moment. Gods, Weylyn, are you really going to risk it? "Like me," he finally says, hoping MC would atleast take the hint. All the time he spent on them, the heart eyes that go unnoticed, the love he would pour out onto them and never ceasing, the aches in his chest whenever MC's eyes shift onto someone else. Gods, he wants to scream, to shout that he, Weylyn Rutherford, is in love with them.
But he can't ruin this; this friendship he cultivated with MC for years. This relationship he wants to keep close to his heart forever. He wants for things to be as they are, but his feelings have reached his limits and he aches for something more.
Love is it's name.
He wants to hold them, kiss them, tell them that he is theirs and hear them whisper that they are his. Feel his hands hold theirs while lovingly look into their eyes.
MC stares at him with an unreadable expression, silence hanging over them quickly in their walk. Oh gods, did he say it at the wrong time? Does MC think he's a creep now? Did he ruin everything in just two words? A nervousness runs through him, crawling up his spine and tensing his shoulders.
"I mean it as a joke." Weylyn quickly adds with a forced smile before MC could say anything. "Anyway, we should hurry before Professor Thrillbury scolds us for being late again."
"Ah, crap, you're right." Whatever emotion MC has in their eyes vanish as they quickly speedwalk down the halls with Weylyn in tow, replaced by the urgency of their situation.
A sigh leaves Weylyn and he sucks in another breath as another ache forms in his chest.
"This is fine…" He mutters to himself reassuringly. "What you have with MC is already enough…"
And it is.
He loves them too much. He doesn't know what will happen to him to have them gone with his overflowing unrequited love.
It's painful, but he rather be in pain than let MC experience any of that.
13. What is a subject matter that is incredibly difficult for you to write about? What is easy?
I've always been used to writing about serious and heavy subject matters like (mental health, death, trauma etc.) but anything related to politics is off limits to me.
I don't want to cause political drama or symbolism in what I write, and I personally find writing about the struggle of self and character studies to be more interesting and easier for me.
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19. Tell me a story about your writing journey. When did you start? Why did you start? Were there bumps along the way? Where are you now and where are you going?
Oh boy, I think I started writing at 4 years old from what I can remember, though it was the comic style. No dialogue because my handwriting was atrocious back then. I took writing seriously when I turned 10 years old and discovered Wattpad. Made a self-insert fanfiction, got a lot of views on it, then moved on soon after. However, I continued writing even offline. I still have notebooks of my old writings in my closet, both fanfiction and originals.
My writing journey wasn't that rough. My parents didn't like it when I stayed up late in my room with a flashlight and didn't (and couldn't) stop writing. I think I burnt through our supply of extra notebooks and ballpens and pencils at the time. I remember being extremely upset when my parents told me to stop writing because it's already 2 am on a school night. Writing was my drug and still is to this day!
Currently I'm an author for two IF's that I'll hopefully get to publish soon! Going through burnout right now and progress is a bit slow, but I'm getting there. :']
