hi loops!! 🫘, 🪩 and 💥 please!!
🫘 Spill the beans. What's a new project you're doing this year?
I have four three main ones I'm planning on doing this year, all drarry I'm afraid lmao
It's a Soulmate AU that plays with hot/cold dynamics, forced proximity and cursed soulbond, and also the idea of them destroying the whole wizarding world with their relationship hehehe
eternity awaits, my love is set with them as next door neighbors, both in their sixties/seventies, and hating each other's guts lmao. is kinda sad, kinda hopeful but definitely heartbreaking, about loss and love yk. this story has been rotting in my head for months! it needs to be out
me and my husband another soulmate I'm afraid but this one also has a married contract and somehow unrequired love (but not really) so it gets kinda insane at the beginning but is basically them fighting the whole wizarding world and each other so yayyy
the fourth one is about time but since that one is not new i didn't include it but that one is definitely going to be out this year!!
🪩 Do you have any "good" writing habits you want to cultivate?
knowing what the end is going to be? lmao I don't know, maybe setting my days to write, I did it last year and it worked so I want to continue doing that. Also, I want to be more organized about my stories in general.
💥Is there a chapter, scene, or WIP you're most excited to write? Share a snippet or tell us about it!
THERE ARE. I have sooo many but I'll talk about my About Time AU (wolfstar, bear with me) specifically the pandalily chapter and the jegulus chapter. Both pairings have their own chapters and I can't wait to write them. But there's also a scene that's is fucking heartbreaking because a beloved character dies :(
Music fills the space that no longer threatens to choke them. It’s like magic, Remus thinks, the way the music finds its way between the chipped mugs and broken clocks, between second-hand books and vinyl records. The way it seems to seep between their ribs, drowning them out and letting them breathe in the same compass.
Everything feels blue and grey but so green in the relief of knowing he has this one last chance to be with him, in his arms and Remus feels— he feels not unlike a painting, bleeding in watercolours.
