Just made two new OCs for the project I'm working on and I already love them SO MUCH. I forgot how good it feels to make characters you actually care about deeply. (Their names are Mayari (she/they) and Francis (she/her) and I would die for them).


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Just made two new OCs for the project I'm working on and I already love them SO MUCH. I forgot how good it feels to make characters you actually care about deeply. (Their names are Mayari (she/they) and Francis (she/her) and I would die for them).
Chapter 16 is coming along... I realized that part of a conversation wasn't working, so I've cut it for a different scene later on because I still really like it.
But replacing it necessitated exploring another direction. Which works far better, and is an excuse to fold Tann in as more of an influence, which is fun because I like Tann.
I started this chapter backwards. The end sequence was written first, then I wrote the beginning. So the middle to bridge the scenes needs the most work. Being sick didn't help, though it gave me plenty of ruminating time even if I didn't have the energy to write.
I am pleased with how it's coming along though. Slow as it is... There's just a lot of dynamic character stuff that I want to solve so it flows better.
It is a longer chapter (7,000 with more to finish). So hopefully the wait is worth it. I expect to have some more evenings to myself this weekend as my partner is galavanting around the mountains on a bromantic camping trip.
Chapter 16: "A Concerning Equation"
...will be published... Hopefully soon.
FlowerFace
Im listening to less flower face.
I thought i would love her forever. i thought i would feel every single song in my chest forever. i thought i would always miss her, relate to her, mourn the same way. but as time goes on, as i fall deeper in love with you, i find the lyrics to be a painful recollection rather than bittersweet nostalgia. what used to be tough love and earned affections is now just love. plain and simple and pure. i don’t have to try. there’s no punishment for mistakes, no yelling from misunderstanding. no more make-up sex. it’s just love and mutual desire for each other's pleasure. it’s something that’s equal and effortless. it makes me feel deserving of it, of you.
you, who gives me the whole just because you want to and you who asks for nothing but a smile in return. you reassure me, knowing i may not always believe you, but someday i won’t even need the consolation so desperately. i’m a star in your universe and there is no other place i’d rather shine. each day i get brighter because you’ve given me the space to grow, to twinkle in your eyes and warm your heart. i love being here.
The abuse wasn’t sweet. even when he made up for it, even when the food was tasty, even when the presents were expensive. because after he stopped making up for it, even when the sweet bits disappeared, there was never love to stop him. i thought i would love him forever. i thought i would miss him for centuries. i thought the wound would never heal and i thought the scars on my heart would be so ugly i had to wear them on my sleeve too. i forgot his phone number, deleted him from my search history, stopped writing his name in my journal entries. I'm giving up this bad astrology.
humanstuck dirk and hal
shit i forgot most of the details because I TOOK A DAMN NAP
- idk if they’re twins or just siblings???
- Dirk is a redhead - Hal is albino
- “Are you /sure/ you have a soul Dirk?” “Says the kid who looks like a demon.” “You’re just jealous of the ghost army at my command.” “Shut up.”
okay but ignoring the fact that Dirk has internet can you imagine
Dirk: *spots dog*
Dirk: Yooo, that horse is tiny as fuck! What the hell?
a shitty yandere dirkhal thingy
lil something, something I pulled out my ass for @sgt-spank I ended up napping for about six hours and got up for a bit. Now it’s not super exciting but I hope you find it at least amusing. My present tense first person skills are pretty mediocre —-
While annoying at worst the second cup of coffee spilled on you today by a fool not paying attention to the sidewalk is the least of your concerns. Coffee stains are quite easy to get out actually. Much better than the blood stains that have been reoccurring lately if you can really justify comparing the two as equals. It’s not your fault. Just a symptom accompanying the growing satisfaction in your chest. Whistling you wash your hands with soap and water. Watch as the color of diluted reds swirl around the sink forming aesthetically pleasing patterns. The smell lingers, but you don’t care. Why aren’t you upset? God it’s risk, but, you can’t get over your excitement. Dispatching Jake English is such a huge step for you. How in the world someone as intellectually brilliant as Dirk Strider could tolerate such arrogant companionship - the brunet’s laugh alone set your irritation rocketing, Or, perhaps the way Dirk looked at him too long. The lingering brushes of skin. Jake stealing a kiss on the cheek. It must have been for irony but you don’t care. A kiss is a kiss and Jake English threatened your chances of growing closer to the blond you found yourself so fond.The water turns off, the sink appearing sound and clean, as if nothing was ever amiss. No one will notice his absence for a few days. He must have simply wandered off a cliff during one of his latest ‘adventures.’ All things are possible. Especially now that you’ve removed the primary cause of your competition. Jake English is by no means a match to any of your mental or physical skills. The boy was merely unlucky enough to catch Strider’s eye. Crossing over your single room dorm. (No roommate for obvious reasons.) You pull open a drawer, retrieve a small container, and return a small syringe to the empty divet of plastic completing a set of three. On top of the drawer lay the chain off a wallet. The newest piece to add to a collection of Dirk related items. Dirk Strider, he’s only a few years older than you are. You’ve been noted to look quite similar save for your hair which is much lighter, closer to white than platinum. This idea sets a low spark in your chest, burning with content. Not bright enough to be fanned into a flame standing on it’s own but you don’t intend on watching from the shadows forever. What good would hard work like this be if you never progressed forward? It’s essential that you don’t put all your confidence into words. A small backpack slinging over your shoulders carrying the possible necessities for your upcoming operation. You’ve have enough practice with chloroform to know just how much will knock you out. Forensics has been quite relevant as of late. You’ll need to thank your professor when you find the time.But you’ve got such big plans now that Jake English is out of the picture! You demand to be noticed and take his place alongside Dirk. It’s a long weekend and you’ve got a cabin on reserve. You’ve made the decision that Dirk Strider is going to accompany you.