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3,7,8? :)

THANK U!! LOVE U

3. What is that one scene that you’ve always wanted to write but can’t be arsed to write all of the set-up and context it would need? (consider this permission to write it and/or share it anyway)

FJEKWLJWL god so many... even with the gigolas that i’ve oUTLINED! i just dont want to write it i just want it to happen so that i can write the sexy part and alos the part where legolas stands up for his man! and also i would love to just write this girl z*am fic that i’m actually turning into an original story and be done with it. but i want it to magical and maybe xianxia (fantasy asia ala the untamed) instead of western fantasy!!!!! 

7. What do you think are the characteristics of your personal writing style? Would others agree?

i’ve been told a lot that my writing feels like watching a movie! which makes sense bc i am also a screenwriter and my writing has been paired down to kind of bare bones a lot of the time so i think i can be impactful in very few words to move a scene along!

8. Is what you like to write the same as what you like to read?

it depends?????! i think what i WANT to write is what i read, but i am not someone who can bang out like 100k fic :((((((((((((((((( im so ! i admire ppl so much who can!!!!!!!!!! i also rly love powerful, shorter pieces that stick in my brain like chewing gum so sometimes i feel like i can be that writer

[happyprinceling]

1, 25, 29, 30!

1) How old were you when you first starting writing fanfiction? My first ever fandom is this one! and i think i started writing german fics relatively soon after discovering them, so maybe 16? 17? they were awful and i shudder at the thought of people who have read them following me on here. they could call me out and basically ruin my Good Reputation lmao

25) Have you ever cried whilst writing a story? oh yes!! all the time! definitely while writing do you know me by heart and be my once in a lifetime.

29) Do you have a story that you feel doesn’t get as much love as you’d like? a month ago i would have said Secrets of Eden, but lately i’ve had some beautiful messages about it and i treasure every single one. so maybe into the meadow’s dawn and dance your whimsical pride as my first two girl direction fics. i feel like they could be really well liked if they weren’t gd, especially into the meadow’s dawn, but they also mostly work because they’re gd.

30) In contrast to 29 is there a story which gets lots of love which you kinda eye roll at? no not at all!! I’m so so happy people like my fics and share that fact with others!!

[haztobegood]

Marathon, aesthetics!

What are three things you have to have during a writing session?

Water 🚰

Notes 📝 for where the plot is supposed to go 

A lot of time ⏰  It usually takes me thirty + minutes to settle into a flow where I am not distracted or trying to edit as I write, so my writing sessions are usually really long

Look for three images which best showcase the overall aesthetic for your WIP

This is from my ambrosia fic that will be a greek mythology au

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[homosociallyyours]

2, 4, 16, 31, 47? (any or all!)

Blake you absolute gift!! thank you!!!

2) Do you have a “type”? If so, describe itI often say my type is some combination of tall, dark, and awkward or short, chubby, and jewish (and that’s. accurate.) but the deepest truth is that My Type is genderqueer, masculine of center (often identified as butch by others even if that label doesn’t resonate for them), chubby to fat, with a big smile and blue eyes and (probably) glasses. Absolutely wears flannels or cowboy snap shirts. Has tattoos. Wants to tell you about the thing they love the most right now (could be music, their job, a special interest, seriously anything). When I see someone like this in the wild I absolutely stare and hope they’ll notice me. When I met my ex, they walked into the bar I was working at and I took one look at them and gave them an overly friendly, too loud HELLO! oop. 

4) Describe your styleBright colors, pattern mixing, leggings under short/tight skirts. Bold but classic, fun but still passes as profesh. 

16) Do you want kids?Probably not. I definitely don’t want to make or raise babies, but I would be down to co-parent/foster/adopt an older kid with the right person. I’m good with kids but babies are just Too Much for me. 

31) Talk about your interests or hobbies!I used to have a lot more hobbies before I got sick..it feels like now I mostly watch tv or play games on my phone. Before getting sick, I would craft, play ukulele, draw, write, and sometimes go two-stepping. :P BUT. I do think my phone games are fun. So. I currently play two cooperative-style city/shop games, one called Township and the other My Cafe. Both of them require you to join up with a group and do tasks together to get prizes for everyone, but the first one gives you a week to do tasks and often has new mini-games while the second one only does competitions over the weekend and focuses on pretty repetitive order filling to keep you busy otherwise. They’re both pretty predictable and don’t get substantially harder as you level up, which matters a lot to me bc I don’t play these games for a mental challenge, I play them bc that’s all my brain can take. I love helping other people, though, so they really work for me. 

47) Are you crushing on anyone at the moment (celebrity or otherwise)?Sadly no? I don’t have a lot of sexual or romantic energy right now, and it sort of feels like everyone I look at is just. not appealing to me. I mean that’s not wholly accurate, like I still find people attractive. And I still think about having sex again some day or being romantic with someone, but. Ugh. Feels like I’m in a restaurant full of food and I *know* I should be hungry but I’m just *not*, and I look at plates of food and can’t even begin of thinking about spending the money on getting anything bc there’s no way I’ll even get through a few bites. 

thank you again for these!!!

[homosociallyyours]

And 28!!

five songs to describe you?OOOOH thanks for this one!! It’s such a good question. I’m gonna fly by the seat of my pants here so I’ll definitely miss some good ones. 

1) Woman Loving Women by Teresa TrullListen I’m deep lez af and I fell in love with this song at first listen. It’s pretty much what it says on the tin-- a song about being a woman who loves women --and it has a favorite turn of phrase of mine: “some say our craze is an amazon phase/but soon they’ll see/we’re woman loving women and that’s all we’ll be.” Also it’s so fucking earnest and unapologetic, just like me. 

2) Why by Annie LennoxPicture me at 12 or so listening to this tape on repeat and fucking FEELING IT. I have always been dramatic...but like, in a very personal way? I mean yes I used to stand on tables and sing songs to a whole restaurant when I was 5, but I also recorded myself singing songs and wrote heartbreak poetry before I even thought about kissing. “This is the fear, this is the dread, these are the contents of my head...and this is how I feel...you don’t know what I feel.” BIIIIITCH. 

3) Passports by Bitch & Animal They were truly my fave band for several years, and this song is one that comes back to me whenever I’m going through a particularly hard or lonely time. I would go so far as to say that one of the lyrics encapsulates a big part of my identity: “I’m a mess for love...” yeah it continues (and applies, somewhat) but that one little snip is just. Me af. 

4) Language or the Kiss by the Indigo GirlsSo much of my life has come down to choices to leave the comfort of home and what I know and strike out on my own. I think I could’ve lived a life of relative comfort never having left home, never having realized I was queer, never having learned much about myself at all. I could never live that life now, though. I chose to leave and not turn away when I discovered things about myself, and that’s meant a lot of work and pain and not being there for things I thought I’d never miss. But it’s also meant so much beauty and love and a rich life. I wouldn’t trade it. 

5) Passionate Kisses by Lucinda Williams/sung by Mary Chapin CarpenterListen I am cheesy af and also I love this song and also I deserve all the things listed here. I am a taurus with my venus in cancer and love means a lot to me. “Gimme what I deserve, cause it’s my right.” 

So the finished picture should be something like, dramatic dyke loves love and family, but has feels about being out there on their own. ME. 

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[homosociallyyours]

85 and 72!

Stranded on A Desert Island/Innocent Physical Contact 

ok gonna try to do an actual shorty this time! 

Harry has been stranded on a desert island for several years after a plane crash that left him as the only survivor. He’s made a life for himself, finding shelter in a cave at first and then learning how to build something more appropriate as time went on. He’s lucky to have been studying biology, focusing in botany and with a personal interest in mycology-- it’s kept him from eating plants that could’ve made him sick and helped him find medicinal plants when he was first recovering after the crash, and he’s gotten along pretty well all things considered. Of course he still dreams of being rescued. 

Louis arrives by row boat, having slipped away from a cruise ship where he was being targeted for murder. He’s the heir to hefty fortune that his uncle wants to keep for himself, and though he has very few survival skills he does realize that his best bet for staying alive was leaving that boat. When he hits land, he’s suffering from heat exhaustion, and barely manages to drag the boat ashore before collapsing in the shade. He wakes up face to face with Harry, and after some shouting and confusion, they figure they might as well help one another. 

Of course neither of them trusts the other completely and both think they’re right about everything. They fight a lot, especially in the beginning, but soon enough they grow closer. Harry respects Louis’ tenacity and his faith that things will improve, and Louis recognizes that Harry is not only a great survivalist, he’s also passionate and compassionate. And...pretty hot? Wow. 

So Louis starts thinking that maybe they should try having sex, since they’re going to be alone on this island, maybe for a really long time. He’s not sure how Harry feels, though, so he starts trying to just add in some casual touches. Soon he realizes that Harry goes out of his way not to be touched and never returns touches at all. The more he observes it, the more he wonders about it-- was Harry always like this? Is he disgusted by Louis in particular? --but he isn’t sure how to broach it. 

Then one day Harry gets bitten/stung by an insect and is in desperate need of a particular medicinal plant. He tells Louis how and where to find it, and Louis runs off to get it. When he returns, Harry is almost passed out. He touches Harry’s face gently and Harry’s eyes open wide until he sees Louis. He explains that Louis will have to chew the bitter leaves and massage them into the bite regularly for at least a whole day. 

Of course Louis does it while Harry drifts in and out of consciousness. He’s touching Harry a lot during this time-- feeling his head to see if he’s feverish, rubbing the plant into his wound, lifting his head so he can sip water and wiping it off his chin when it dribbles down --and he’s desperate to actually talk to Harry to understand if this will change things between them. 

When Harry starts healing and regains consciousness, he flinches away while Louis is trying to apply more medicine, and Louis’ confusion and frustration boil over. He confronts Harry to find out why even innocent touches bother him, and Harry admits that his parents weren’t physically affectionate, and then when he was stranded he’d never had close friends or been in a relationship. Touching feels foreign to him, and he simply doesn’t know how to react. 

Louis asks if he wants to be that way or if it’s something he’d like to change, and Harry admits he really doesn’t know. He agrees to let Louis touch him at certain times and in certain ways, slowly testing the waters to see what touches he enjoys and what he doesn’t. Things are actually going pretty well when they’re rescued. 

Almost immediately they’re torn apart from one another-- Harry is British and Louis is American, and Louis is swept up into legal battles over his money and murderous uncle while other biologists descend upon Harry immediately to get details about the plant life he encountered on this island. It’s a month before they’re able to get in touch with one another and plan a visit, and Louis realizes how much he’s missed Harry, but he’s scared that Harry won’t have missed him, emotionally or physically, and he’s terrified that he’s possibly fallen in love with someone who has no desire to love him back. 

He meets Harry at the airport and he’s holding a sign for him and Harry’s favorite plant (which is some medicinal flowering plant that’s beautiful but useful, idk I’d research that) and Harry smiles at him when he comes into view, and he’s walking toward Louis with long strides, and when he gets there Louis isn’t sure what to do, but Harry reaches out his hand and touches Louis’ cheek so gently and he’s never initiated touch before, so obviously Louis starts crying, because DAMN, maybe Harry does love him?? 

So Louis reaches out and tentatively touches Harry’s shoulder, sliding his hand down to Harry’s elbow and then to his waist, and he pulls him in for a hug so slowly and carefully until they’re chest to chest, the plant still in one of Louis’ hands and both arms wrapped around one another. Louis confesses his love and Harry says he feels the same way, and since it’s me that slow burn would end with them holding hands and walking into the sunset!! 

Aren’t you glad I don’t write fic like that?? Like what kind of absolute fucker writes what would probably be at least 40k of slow burn and angst where the emotional payoff is in the last bit and it’s...not even a fucking kiss??? They HUGGED???? 

[homosociallyyours]

hiiiii 11, 53 :)

https://tmblr.co/Z0sn1v2gM6TuyHiii Blake!! Thank you <3 <3 

11) Favorite age you’ve been so far?Hmm tough one?? I’m gonna pick more than 1 because I feel like there are a couple of ages that have been really good to me. --17: I knew with such certainty that I was good and everything was as it should be, and I drove around town in my big Buick that was missing an interior door handle and loved Jesus in a cool way and really didn’t care what anyone thought about me. --25: I had my first girlfriend and we were in love, having sex in as many states as possible and being adorable and ridiculous. I was broke af but started working at a grocery store that led me to my future and I could dance all night and I sometimes did. --32: I was in love with my partner and making the best of my life in Texas. I fell into fandom, slowly at first and then all at once, and had the first real adult good job of my life with good money and insurance. I went to femme meetups sometimes and out for tacos most weekends. I do think if I wasn’t sick that this would be a good time in my life, but as is...man. I wouldn’t mind either rewinding or skipping. 

53) What has been you worst haircut/style?PARDON ME, I have always been a fashion plate! My styles have never been bad. But I think we can all look back on my third grade mullet and wonder if that really *was* the height of class at the time or if I was, maybe, a little unfortunate? I was still cute tho, damn. I’m putting a pic with this which will prove that I was **chef kiss** even with a shullet (shag mullet). Peep my dad in the back looking like a cool late 80s fella. This was Christmas ‘89 I think. I was feeling fabulous af in that blue sweatsuit and tbh I probably still would if it came in my size now. 

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[whorelandoflorida]

Full moon, earth, night light? Hope you’re well!

full moon: what type of person do you hope to be?

I want to be the kind of person who radiates love and warmth. Even though I am nervous and spiky. I think those things can coexist. At least I hope they can.

earth: where do you feel most at home

Appropriately, I always feel at home grubbing around in the dirt. Wiggling my hands underneath a root mass and hauling up a stubborn plant, getting loose soil all over my arms and having to pick pebbles from my knees where they've been embedded. Excuse the pun, but it makes me feel grounded.

night light: who/what makes you feel safe?

Honestly, some nights I can't sleep until my cat comes to colonize my pillow and purr into my skull. She tells me everything is alright.