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A little bit after Mirabel’s 11th birthday she gets the shock of her life.
It's a slow Saturday morning and she isn't needed around the house, (she was never really needed anywhere) when she hears a loud gasp from across the hall.
It’s Tía Pepa and she's standing in front of a magic glowing door, right next to Luisa’s, where Mirabel’s should have been.
“Y’know,” Louis exhales with a sigh, turning to not blow smoke in Harry’s face. “I was looking forward to this all day. And like, not just because Zayn was so excited to introduce me to his boy, but because it was supposed to be a friends thing, a whole like, blending of the inner circles. I thought it would be a good chance to make some new friends in New York, friends outside of people from work, you know? It’s so hard trying to make friends, real friends, in your 30s, you know? At our age, everyone pretty much has all their friends it feels like.”
Harry doesn’t reply, sensing that Louis isn’t really expecting him to anyway. Louis takes another drag off his cigarette, flicking the ash away as he breathes out.
“It fucking sucks,” Louis continues. “And I know I’m being fucking selfish making this about me, but I’m bummed out that this night is not going to turn out the way I wanted it to.”
“It still could,” Harry says tentatively.
Louis snorts.
“It could!” Harry protests. “There are three people inside who are or could be your friends. And we could...we could be friends. We were friends once, weren’t we?”
“We were never friends, Harry.”
Mine Would Be You by crinkle-eyed-boo (115K, Explicit) Art by @foullovehideout
Do you have a persona character?
Like… the Persona franchise? Or a little person I use to represent me? Because I don’t necessarily have a character for Changeling necessarily, but I do have one for my YouTube persona, Shalerrin. I’ll have to go dig it up, give me a minute.
That’s my channel logo. On the other hand, if you were talking about Persona the franchise… I’ve actually never played it. *laughs awkwardly*
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Behind the Scenes of Fic Writing: 30 Questions for Authors
10. Do you enjoy writing dialogue, exposition, or plot the most?
Already answered here
13. Is there a trope you wouldn’t write if it was the last trope on earth?
Uuuuuuuuuuuurh... Probably? Can’t think of one of the top of my head but given the endless mass of tropes that exist, I don’t doubt that there is one I am unwilling to touch.
19. Who is the easiest/hardest character for you to write about? Why?
Atm, I’d say the easiest is Willow from my fic These Violent Delights shameless plug is shameless, she’s just a lot of fun. She has a very active character voice despite starting off as just a side character. She’s a bunch of fun!
The hardest... Pffffffft... It differs, either it’s a character who is not all that ‘awake’ or willing to cooperate for whatever reason and I still need in whatever it is I’m writing at that moment. Or a named character I’m not used to writing but need them in a scene for a bit but still having them have their own ‘unique’ voice.
//Korra roleplay blog promotions.
//So, hey there guys! Roy mun here to promote my and a friend's Korra OC. I am helping us get off of the ground. My friend's url is http://raelthenomad.tumblr.com/ and my url is http://gideon-of-the-south-water-tribe.tumblr.com/. I am making my blog Multiverse friendly but I am not so sure about my friend here. So I would prefer that please! Also, any promoting wouldn't hurt either! :P Thanks for reading this! Roy mun, out!
She had come to his room for quite another reason altogether, though upon opening the door -- yet again forgetting to knock -- for a moment that reason slipped her mind. Blinking, she canted her head to the side, taking in the sight, a smile slowly stretching. "Hey.. you look good in a suit! What's the occasion?"
“…Selphie’s planning to hold a Garden Festival. I’m one of the hosts. Why, does it seem odd I’d wear a suit?”
