Anonymous asked:
Ok, I need you to know I straight up squeaked when I saw that End of Beginning had a new chapter - sorry again to all of the bats that fell out of the sky bc of the frequency- but seriously, I love the way you write Sid&Geno, and that they will be no doubt the best nhl parents ever(maybe Con can have a not so accidental retierement sibling?), and captain Ovi, and Con ofc. I'm really glad you decide to write&post this fic, and that I can geek out about SidGeno in the year of the lord 2026 (even had the requisit contract drama!) so thanks again, and now I'm going back to rereading the previous chapters <3
thank you so much for reading I am so glad you like it!!! Haha this fic and this fandom and this pairing mean so much to me because it was the first time Skee and I every got into the same fandom and even the same pairing! We haven’t been into hockey in like a decade so it really feels so nostalgic
Anonymous asked:
sorry if you answered this already, but do you outline mdnsy? i was curious about the plotting process or if you were a pantser with vague ideas of plot beats! i really love reading the series and with all the different povs and plot threads, i wonder how you manage them all
Haha I usually don’t outline fics but I will have like vague plot points I want to hit. In this fic though hilariously my ‘plot outline’ was actually just a bunch of twitter memes strung together lol somehow that worked succesfully for this fic. I actually made a post about it haha I think it ended up being shockingly coherent?
Anonymous asked:
Genuinely love End of Beginning so much I've read it twice this past hour <3
Omg the response to this fic has been incredible 😭 I really thought I was just tossing it into the void as a nostalgia throwaway but the fandom is so alive!! I am so happy! It’s like coming home a bit 🥲
stopppp everyone absolutely needs to see this
So my dad was the assistant music editor on Tarzan, and idk if it was Bring Your Kid to Work Day or something but one day he did just that so there I was, this incredibly small 1st grader, in an absolutely cavernous recording studio with a full orchestra and a giant screen playing the scene they were taping the score for, and my little brain couldn't handle the big music and the big movie happening all at once so I started crying and it was the first time music ever brought me to tears and it was too much to take in so we stepped out of the studio and ran directly into Phil Collins, who looked to me very much like my dad, and in my delicate emotional state I became immediately convinced that my dad had been copied and nobody had told me so I started crying harder, and Phil Collins said something that was probably meant to be calming but it was with a British accent so I thought there was a copy of my dad in every country and I absolutely lost it at the notion that other kids would get to have my dad, and my dad ended up having to carry me back to the car.
So.
Sorry for crying very loudly at you Phil Collins, your work on Tarzan was so moving it triggered my first emotional breakdown.
the only thing that could top that clip is that story
Anonymous asked:
What is your upload schedule for your fanfic The Path of the Righteous Man?
Does not exist lol.
Tentative update schedule for all my fics is this:
-End of Beginning: because I’m writing it for skee and she can physically harangue me to update it so it gets the special skee treatment lol
-All These Things That I’ve Done: because I promised I would finish it before the end of the year
-Path of the Righteous Man: currently higher priority because the writing has come easy and not at the cost of the above fics, but if it starts taking too much brain power it’s going off priority
-crawlersout: likelier than usual because I always get a bit of inspiration after going on a trip to Europe and/or being dragged to church lol
-a loaded god complex: I really want to start this after finishing MDNSY. Idk how long it’ll be though but probably significantly shorter than that behemoth
Everything else is kind of first come first serve I can never predict what will get attention because sometimes I’ll just get a random comment that inspires me and then I end up writing a thousand words for a story I havent touched in years but that won’t necessarily mean there’s enough there for a new chapter
This latest arc in a nutshell
Yui lies awake for an indeterminable amount of time, watching shadows make patterns on the ceiling above them. The heartbeat against her fingertips beats a constant tattoo against her skin, a reminder that she’s not alone, that the body next to her continues to live and breathe and exist in this world.
—Famous Last Words Chapter 3, from May Death Never Stop You by @slexenskee
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Okay so I binged this series in about the span of a week and it did things to my brain. The scene where Yui gets Satoru to come home and sleep lives rent-free so I had to draw it. She's the most little sister ever and this scene made me cry from the bittersweet wholesomeness. My utmost respect to slex for this masterpiece of a fic.
Optional: Romance a Lord to unlock a secret ending
A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms as a Elder Scrolls-esque videogame
in the past i've described my experience of being an ace with a sex drive as being hungry with no appetite, but actually my experience is more like being hungry and never going out to eat because i always have all the tools and ingredients to make exactly what i want, exactly how i want it, at home. i don't want other people in my kitchen and i certainly don't want to be in anyone else's kitchen. love reading about fictional kitchens, though.
This new ch is giving me sooo much trouble
But here’s some of my favorite quotes from it so far:
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“Nothing like that,” Satoru assures him. “It just feels like something I need to do, if that makes sense.”
Hawks laughs. “Not really, but then again, most of your side quests rarely do and I support them anyway.”
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“This is a bit excessive, even for me,” he admits, a bit wary. “These guys know I’m not actually pop punk jesus, right?”
Hawks waits until the lovely old nurse taking his vitals has shuffled out of the room before he snorts loudly. “Can you blame them? What, exactly, have you ever done to dissuade them?”
