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[thosetrollkids]

Fic Title Ask: "Two steps left"

Since you didn't provide a pairing, I'll pick one!

Barbara had considered herself a little lucky when hearing the horror stories of other parents regaling struggles with teen-aged children running off. When her son goes missing, however, returning a week later and acting uncharacteristically himself, Barbara digs deep to unbury him from the unknown, and perhaps part of her own self. Two steps forward, one step back, as the saying goes.

send me a title/pairing for a summary of a fic i'll never write

[rosemaidenvixen]

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From an upcoming chapter of A Secret's Worth

“No you won’t,” Jim’s tone was so dark it had her taking a step back “You guys say you stick with me if you hear the truth, that you’ll be supportive and understanding but you won’t,”

Darci was shocked “Whatever the truth is we would never--”

He snapped his head up “You want to know the truth? Well here it is, my mom’s not the bad guy here, I am. The one who’s fault this is, the real monster here, is me,”

She was stunned into silence. None of what he’d just said made any sense. But something about the look on Jim’s face told her that this was the first completely honest thing he’d said in a long time.

[stix-n-bread]

The owl resembles your icon

👀 you unlocked my birdsona

[elizabethemerald]

For the hurt/comfort, how about Toby comforting Jim (and vice versa) after Jim's fight with Draal?

So I felt that Toby was the one who would need more comforting after that fight than Jim would. Also good boyfriends remind each other to breathe when they are panicking. 

Jim walked slowly, leaning heavily on Toby as he limped home. The fight with Draal had been...rough. Jim knew he had barely come out on top, but at least he had survived and he had won without killing Draal. 

As he and Toby walked, Jim found his attention returning again and again to his companion. Every few steps Toby would take a bouncing step like he was about to start dancing. The hand that wasn't holding Jim would occasionally tap out a fast rhythm against his leg before it stilled. Signs Jim knew pointed toward Toby being on the edge of a panic attack but was trying to hide it. 

"Are you ok, Toby?" Jim asked. 

"Yep! I'm awesomesauce!" Toby said entirely too quickly. "Totally cool. I'm awesomesauce!"

Ooh, repetition. Very close to a panic attack. Jim stopped him while they were still out of sight of their homes. He held Toby’s shoulders and looked him over. After a few seconds of looking at him, Jim took a few over exaggerated breaths, each one expanding his chest as much as possible, then he would noisily exhale. After a few repetitions of that Toby took a few shallow breaths and then slowly started to breathe in rhythm with him. 

“Talk to me Tobes. You can tell me whatever you need to.” Jim whispered softly once Toby was breathing a little calmer. 

Toby’s face screwed up and tears started flowing down his face. 

“You almost died!” Toby shouted. Jim was a little worried that someone would hear them, but he knew trying to quiet Toby would make him shut down again. “Yeah, you won, I’m so happy about that, but you almost died, and I wouldn’t have been able to do anything but watch!”

He spun away, both hands tapping wildly at his legs. As he kept speaking his voice grew hoarse. 

“Do you have any idea what that felt like to me? I knew you were going into this thinking you were going to die, and I had to pretend and pretend that I was fine with it. Fine with you dying in front of me. I can’t do that Jim.”

Jim reached towards his best friend, but Toby whirled around before he could. 

“Promise me Jimbo! Promise me, you won’t make me watch you get killed. Promise me we’ll do it together. Whatever comes, we face it together. Promise Jim!”

Tears were now pouring down his face and Jim pulled him into a tight hug. He held his friend as tight as he could, while his body rocked in sobs. A few small tears found their way to Jim’s eyes as well. 

“I promise Toby. I promise we’ll face things together for now on.”

Unfortunately, not a promise he kept. One of his greatest regrets was making promises to the people he loved, and not keeping them. 

[archaeopter-ace]

D for Metamorphosis and L?

D: Is there a song or a playlist to associate with Metamorphosis?

There sure is! ‘How to Save a Life’ and ‘Pompeii’ were both really important when writing Autoeponym and continued to play in the background while working on Metamorphosis. ‘You’ll Be In My Heart’ became something to play during Jim & Barbara scenes, and I picked up a couple more agressive songs that I kept coming back to when I had to write the fight scene.

L: How many times do you usually revise your fic/chapter before posting?

I’m a revise-as-I-go writer, which is not the most efficient. But it can be an effective way to break writer’s block, to go back to where I felt good about the scene and things were flowing, and take it in a different direction from that point forwards. Writing Mohs Scale, I decided to focus more on getting all the content up and then worry if my sentence structure was repetitive later, and I think that’s probably why I was able to get it written so quickly - will try to do more of that going forward. 

One of my issues with letting go of perfectionism and just leaving a chapter alone is that sometimes I have had 11th hour bursts of inspiration and made drastic changes after I thought it was more or less done, which my mind uses to justify sitting on WIPs for ages to let it ‘marinate,’ or whatever.

A lot of times what ‘revision’ means to me is making the final call between alternate versions of a sentence, which I separate in my draft with a single / for single word or short phrases, and a double // for larger sections. Oh, and filling in [whatever I put in brackets. Could be details I need to look up, could be additional description]. Accidentally published bracketed text last time before I caught it - whoops ;P

When I have a ‘final draft,’ I typically read it through twice more - once before I upload it, and again before I hit publish (though if it's very long I'll only read through once), but at that point I’m giddy and impatient and am so ready to just get it out there already that some typos will still slip through the cracks, which I’ll catch on later re-reads. Incidentally, whatever version I have on AO3 tends to be the most up-to-date, polished version, because it’s so much easier to fix errors than on FFN, so I tend to just let mistakes slide over there.

[im-the-king-of-the-ocean]

You wanted random ideas so consider: Gunmar decides to wait and build up his forces before attacking Trollmarket. To hide him until the proper time the Janus Order gives him a glamour mask and has him pose as the new history teacher. He rarely uses the books and when he does he gives VERY colorful commentary. He also keeps trying to allude to his involvement in historical events. Jim & co don’t know he’s Gunmar but are suspicious. Hijinks ensue.

This would be so freaking hilarious, I love it! 

[yellowmagicalgirl]

WIP guessing game: eyes

The light returned to Eli’s eyes, or maybe it was just the flashlight glinting off his glasses.

Fanfiction Work-In-Progress Guessing Game

[eclipseisminetocommand]

Hi! I just wanted to drop by and tell you that I really love your music videos! You do incredible work on editing and timing and everything. I rewatch quite a few of them regularly! Anyway thank you for sharing your work with us! Take care

thank you so much, i’m glad people appreciate my works! it gives me motivation