A Named Signed With a Flourish

morgan does everything right and still somehow manages to pop out a filling while flossing.

*glenn claims it’s to avoid mind control implants. everyone assumes he’s just scared of the dentist.**

does Glenn think there’s a Destiel conspiracy going on

NEXT - the next line. meaning i will finish the sentence I'm on and write a new one, which you'll get.

[i chose a different fic from the previous ask. for variety.]

LAST - the most recently written two sentences of my current project

[these are more than two sentences but since i haven't posted anything in a while you can have a whole paragraph:

"Hey, Nancy, Glenn here. Sooo you’ve probably figured out that the band thing isn’t going to work out. I still think you’re a great drummer, but to be honest I don’t know how I feel about you as a person. I let you into my home, and you basically went took a shit all over my goodwill. You disrespected me, but more than that, you disrespected my partner. From now on I think we should just be professional with each other. I don’t plan on telling anyone about this and I think you should do the same. Uhhhh… yeah. Anyway. Catch you later. …NOT literally. Do NOT seek me out! Okay, bye for real this time. Peace."

NEXT - the next line. meaning i will finish the sentence I'm on and write a new one, which you'll get.

@odd-kid-42

the way I typed out this big long thing the one time i decided not to answer an ask in a different word document only for my BROWSER TO CRASH AND LOSE EVERYTHING LOL NO TALK ME I’M ANGY

1) Describe their first date.

A little chaotic lol. Morgan gets "paid" in expensive opera tickets for a job she did, and she figures since she can't sell them she might as well use them, so she invites Glenn, on the “condition” that she gets him weed, which she does, like a true gentlewoman. Like the way you buy flowers for your date.

Turns out the tickets are for Puccini’s Turandot, which is awkward because 1) it’s in that uncomfortable liminal space of “racist but seminal part of opera canon,” in the same way Madama Butterfly is (also a Puccini work. Funny, that) and 2) Glenn’s kind of high so when the part where the Prince and the titular Turandot sing a love duet to each other almost immediately after a character has been tortured and then kills herself out of love for the Prince (spoilers for a 100 year old opera ig) Glenn just goes, “HEY MAN WHAT THE FUCK,” which makes Morgan basically howl with laughter and the two are promptly kicked out.

Personally I would have just let them stay, the opera’s basically almost over by that point, but that’s just me. Anyway, Glenn’s feeling bad but Morgan’s just like, “It’s cool, dude, shit’s racist anyway.”

They go to a bar and get a little tipsy, tipsy enough for them to come up with the brilliant idea of breaking into the classroom where Morgan does her piano tutoring (I’m assuming there was some shit-talking regarding this while they were at the bar which lead to this brilliant idea). Morgan shows off her mad skillz, Glenn is suitably impressed, and they almost get caught by security while they’re fucking around, so they hide under the piano, where the heady combination of booze + weed + adrenaline + proximity + general feeling of “wow, Morgan’s so cool” = Glenn kissing Morgan.

They leave and head to Morgan’s apartment, where things very quickly escalate, but then very suddenly and very quickly de-escalate, and the night ends with them both sleeping together, in a very literal sense, with both of them deciding that they’ll deal with things when they wake up in the morning together.

So you know, all in all, a pretty good date.

Glenn: I want my wife back

Carol and Mercedes: just cleaning house left and right, they’re carrying out the whole carnival by the end of the night

Ron and Samantha: Samantha’s not great honestly, gets an A for effort, but Ron is shockingly good and the reason why the Stamplers are so high on the list

Glenn and Morgan: About equal, they each win a few for the other. Morgan is better and wins Glenn the big ones but Glenn is more likely to buy overpriced carnival food for Morgan that she says is much too expensive but secretly really really wants.

Henry and Mercedes: Henry’s okay, he wins one or two small ones for Mercedes.

Darryl and Carol: lol

So the adult store AU came into existence bc I’m always making up new AUs, some I’ve talked about here, some I’ve talked about privately and some I kept to myself, and was actually doing some brainstorming for one of my WIPs involving some of them, and I wanted to involve one where 1) Morgan and Glenn meet when they’re “older” i.e. their “canon” ages, (whatever that age may be), and 2) they’re relatively normal people, i.e. no mercenaries with lost memories, no bodyguards, no evil princes with advisors who are the real power behind the throne, no fame—just two people living their life. Domestic AU basically lol, but not something like a tattoo shop/florist AU or something more common, I was going to do a bar AU but I work part time at a toy store and doing data entry and ecommerce surrounded by boxes of products while looking up other products online does things to your brain ig

Since everyone is their canon age, Nick is around 12-14. Glenn is in his mid to late 30s, and I have Morgan in her mid-40s which, when you’re their ages, is not actually a big age difference but when you’re a tween/teenager who doesn’t really see his mom date long-term and you only know this guy (from her recollection) as the weirdo she saw on the Brooklyn Bridge at 230am, high out of his mind and screaming at the garbage barge, you’re going to be kind of wary and weirded out by the whole situation, but your mom is a reasonable and practical person; surely she won’t keep this current boy toy around for longer than a few days, right?

(text description in ALT and below the cut)

Based on some rumblings I heard, I ended up quickly throwing together a fun little WIP bingo sheet! I'll admit I largely wrote the prompts for writing, but I think a good number of them should also apply to art!

Ultimately, the goal is to have fun, and finish whatever WIPs you can (without burning yourself out or having a bad time). If you needed a sign to pick up that project you've been putting off, the time is now!

Thank you for the prompt @electricxmayhem!! Gave me an excuse to polish this up a little! (❁´◡`❁) 50) I’m scared but won’t admit it so you take my hand

Morgan doesn’t like heights. Nothing so severe that she considered it debilitating. She can handle certain things with little difficulty. High rise buildings (enclosed) are fine. Fire escapes (stationary) are fine. Airplanes… exist.

(Heights are the least of anyone’s worries on a plane anyway, but point that out and suddenly everyone else loses their damn mind.)

Ferris wheels are decidedly not fine. Especially rickety, old creaking things that look like a stiff wind will blow it off its spokes. The exposed cabin things on this one definitely don’t help.

But when your son points at the big rusty spinny wheel and says that he wants to go on it, well…

“Ah, sorry, Nick! The cars only hold two people at a time. Looks like it’s just you and your má for this!”

Your husband volunteers you to go on it. Traitor.

“It’ll be fine, babe—how long can a ride last, anyway?” Glenn rubs the small of her back comfortingly. “And it’ll take your mind off your parents. And, you know. Everything else,” Glenn adds quietly.

“Oh, shut up and hold this,” Morgan had said grumpily, shoving her cane into Glenn’s arms for safekeeping before climbing into the passenger car to sit next to Nick.

Still, Morgan has to admit, as the cabin slowly but steadily rises into the air, watching Nick’s eager face light up in unabashed joy and wonder as he takes in the glowing lights of the city that her parents and her grandparents and the rest of her family grew up in—a city she herself had not thought she’d see again—it’s not so bad. In fact, it’s kind of—

“Fuck!” Morgan swears, loudly, as the Ferris wheel lurches to a stop in an incredibly unpleasant way.

Well, Glenn was right about it taking her mind off her parents.

Morgan closes her eyes and leans back in the car, causing it to sway to and fro in an unsettling manner. “Fuck.” Morgan says again, quieter but with the same amount of feeling.

Next to her, Nick makes a discontent sound. “This is higher than I thought it’d be. And way more unsteady.”

“You think so?” Morgan asks, surprised at how casual her voice sounds.

“Uh-huh. It’s kind of freaking me out a little.” Nick adds, slipping his hand into hers as if to emphasize his statement.

Just like that, the dread fades and her body relaxes. “Do you want to sit closer to me, con?”

“Yeah,” Nick says almost immediately, scooting closer as he does so, and Morgan smiles. She squeezes Nick’s hand one more time before slinging her arm around his shoulders.

The ride lurches again as it begins to descend, and it’s not nearly as startling as before, but Morgan still holds Nick tight as he rests his head on her shoulder.

“So did it work?” Glenn asks casually at the end of the night as they pile on the back of Morgan’s cousin’s motorcycle.

monday: do you struggle with the ‘boring’ parts of writing?

I write slice-of-life domestic fluff, most of my writing IS the boring stuff 😘 To answer a little more seriously, if we're talking about things like editing and research, yeah I struggle with that immensely! I have trouble cutting things down if I've written too much filler, because I never know if anything I write will become relevant later (spoiler alert, the answer is "usually never") and I find research frustrating at times, oftentimes it's trying to figure out incredibly specific details and not a broad strokes thing that can be easily answered with the top Google result.

friday: most self-indulgent fic you have ever posted?

I was going to say it was the one where Morgan puts Glenn in a rope harness under his clothing and just lets him go about his way in public but I honestly don't feel very much about this one at all except "Yeah, that probably happened."

I think the one I feel is actually completely self-indulgent that I have posted so far is probably My Heart Over Yours, Your Heart Over Mine because of how personal it ended up. I initially wanted to write something for Asian American Pacific Islander Heritage Month back in May, just something silly and fun about Glenn and Morgan being in love, two Asian people being in love and the cultural stuff about being Asian diaspora, but it ended up ballooning into something bigger.

These past two years have been, to put it bluntly, real bad. Obviously I didn't pull completely from real life-I am not mixed like (how I headcanon) Glenn and my parents aren't fiends like Morgan's, but a lot of things in it are based on similar things I or people I know have experienced. This monster ended up being less a fun romp into a simpler and sunnier time in Glenn's life (and not just because Morgan is still alive in musicverse) and more an ode to being Asian-American, the good parts and the bad.

saturday: what gets you excited whilst writing?

Best case scenario for me is Freddie and Anthony tell us about Morgan and she’s exactly what I imagined and I can continue to make up stupid shit like this.