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_elejah_au
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It felt like living Hell. All hope seemed to have vanished. There was nothing but revenge burning in his heart.
His eyes were slow and mouth heavy at the corners. His heart screamed. The emotional debris, the grief hurricane would return over and over. The sun on the trees was on the other side of the looking glass. For them, the winter had arrived. Cold and bitter.
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“How do you know I’m beautiful right at this very moment? You can't even see me.”
-> the response to this is everything, I swear
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Hi, I love your work! You inspire me to start/continue writing. So thank you very much! 10, 29, 49 from the ask for fanfiction writers I hope you have a nice day!
Omg thank you so much! That means the world to me!❤️
10. Can you give us a sneak peek on your current WIP?
Yessir, I have 111k to choose from without picking anything too spoilery... here is a little bit from chapter 5 :)
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“Double shot americano to go, please,” he ordered in a weary voice, feeling as if he’d like nothing more than a hug from his husband. With that thought, Albus took a step back from the counter and surveyed the display of cakes and pastries. “And one of those little peanut butter brownie on a stick things.”
The barista smiled and nodded. “Would you like the brownie pop in a bag?”
“Oh yes, it’s not for me,” Albus explained.
He paid for the coffee and the cake and, while he watched the barista make his drink, a small, silver wolf crept up in front of him. He hadn’t been expecting a reply from Teddy so soon. The coffee shop was quiet and Albus gestured for the wolf to speak.
“Am free on Thursday night after seven if you want to come over and talk about it. I’m sorry, Al. Are you okay? Come for dinner tonight if you want. Can’t promise I can talk business, but if Scorp’s stuck working and you need some company?”
Clutching Scorpius’ brownie bag and his coffee in one hand, Albus cast a quick patronus to reply.
“Thanks, Ted. Thursday would be great. I’m alright, Scor’s actually already done for the day, but thanks for the offer.”
29. Describe your style in three words.
Fluffy, soft, wholesome?
49. What app/apps do you use to write (word, notepad, etc.)?
I write everything on google docs, tb to the old days when I didn’t even have a laptop and wrote literally the entirety of sweeter than fiction on the google docs app on my PHONE I still to this day do not how I achieved that
Thank you so much for the questions, I hope you’re having a lovely day too!
Fanfic writer asks
elejah_au
Divination
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"You see - New Orleans or famously The Big Easy is not your ordinary city. Nor this Police Department. You see, those two detectives - Gilbert and Mikaelson -they bring monsters and unholy creatures to justice. At best of times I don't know how they manage to go to sleep each night and wake up each morning. It's numbed normalcy, they say. Self-inflicted detachment." Camille O'Connell, the Police Chief said to the FBI Agent Stefan Salvatore. "So, you can suck it up. Work with them or without them - I don't care. But I'm not taking them off the case."
The Agent looked at the Police Chief tilting his head curiously.
Meanwhile, in the French Quarter
"I wonder if Mercedes will help us this time?" Elijah said to his partner before entering the Magic Shop.
Elena just raised her eyebrows wordlessly following the vampire in.
"Now, kisa mwen ka fè pou ou detektif?" Mercedes Lézare said. "We don't have the key to the divination you're looking for."
"And how do you know what we are looking for?" Elijah said in a very patient low voice not looking at the witch.
"Li nan mond lespri a kounye a. Epi ou pa ka antre nan li, vanpir." Mercedes said in her native tongue.
"I may not be able to enter the spirit world, but you know that detective Gilbert can." Elijah turned to the witch.
The witch gulped, sighing inwardly. She knew that the doppelganger was a Shadow dweller.
"Leave me out of this. You go to Papa Oba and get to the Underworld." Mercedes said, clutching her emerald amulet as she stepped back.
"Papa Oba is nowhere to be found." Elena said calmly. "And you know that. My father was a demon and I am a Shadow dweller, but I don't hurt people. You don't have to be afraid of me."
"You are an Omen. And I will always be beware of you - fè nwa."
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"They sent out the invitations early. Well, early if you considered three weeks before the wedding, early."
-> all the other WIP sentences I've posted have been from the same fix, except this one! I thought I'd switch it up a tiny bit ;)
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"She smiled to herself, imagining their reaction when she waltzed in the door. She would be getting home an hour past their regular bedtime, but Link had already said there was “no bedtime” when it came to Mommy coming home."
-> this part is important...remember it !
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"And then you went and found yourself a hunk of an Ortho surgeon who is very smitten with you. So much so that he convinced you to marry him five years after your son, but to have a daughter before that!”
-> I love the person who says this 🥺
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“No, I am not playing this game with you again. You’re going to bring up all the embarrassing things I did as a child and teenager."
-> personally excited for this one, it's gonna pull heartstrings in 2 different directions
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