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Thanks! :D This was harder than I expected, because I need to write more character descriptions:

Leo:

She noticed his eyes were a very dark shade of blue. His skin was sallow, the sort of paleness that suggested either a recent illness or a lack of sunlight. Combined with his black hair it gave him a washed-out, almost unreal look. One of his eyebrows was slightly higher and more arched than the other. That was the only obvious imperfection in a face that was otherwise too abnormally handsome to be truly attractive. (The Unfortunate Moth)

He was young. Under thirty. Black hair and blue eyes. One eyebrow was slightly raised. (Houses Full of Deceit)

She'd had a pretty heart-shaped face and cornflower-blue eyes. Her hair had been black. If she had lost weight so her cheekbones became more prominent, if the line of her jaw had been sharper and her chin more pointed, if her nose had been long and straight instead of snubbed, she would have looked exactly like Leopold Colman. (Also HFOD)

Phil:

Everything about her was sharp: her jaw, her nose, the shape of her face, the look in her eyes. She didn't say a word. Her face was very pale and there was a wild, hunted sort of look in her eyes. Her expression was blank. Her hair was bound up in a severe bun better suited to a much older woman. (The Unfortunate Moth)

Ah yes the cottagecore lighthouse wip that still has no discernible plot, just Vibes. The aesthetic vibes are as follows:

foggy skies / dark water / blackberry-stained hands / waves crashing against the rocks / handwritten letters / sand on your feet / a light in the dark / billowing white shirts

And the fleshing out plot beats/unhinged rambling is as follows

Murder!

Or ghosts

Or both

I support women’s wrongs

Childhood promises that sound suspiciously like wedding vows-

Lesbeans

Someone shows up in a hawaiin shirt covered in blood??

Treasure and curses and artifacts oh my!

Regional gothic aesthetic

Liminal spaces mayhaps

Grief | Loss | Isolation | Running away

I hope it's okay that I am answering this in public and keeping it forever. Thank you so very very very much!!! :)

You are in luck, because I'm doing a challenge this month to post a bit of surreal darkness every day. Like NaNo for but silly Sims story posts. :)

I developed bad tinnitus so I didn't write for a while, and then the spousal person got obsessed with Korean dramas and I started watching them with him, so I haven't written much for a long time.

Ooh, this is a good question!!

Runaway Prince WIP was just a concept that I've had for months, inspired by my complete and utter love for pirates. It's concept has stayed more or less the same (runaway royalty joins up with a gang of pirates and found family shenanigans ensue), but some small details have changed. (The Prince doesn't romance a pirate, there's a bodyguard involved, everything is more queer.)

High Fantasy WIP is also based on a concept (and has no characters yet, aside from the Narrator, and also no plot). That concept being "D&D-type fantasy adventure featuring a bunch of queer chaotic disasters". The Narrator's concept was basically Death from The Book Thief meets Bartimaeus. Witty immortal who observes (and accidentally gets attached to) a group of mortal adventurers.

Supernatural Roadtrip WIP is based off of the characters from this post. I originally just made them as picrews probably a couple years ago, but going back through my files, I saw them and fell in love again. This one also does't have any plot, but there is vibes, and an overall message/theme that I want the story to have.

3. The WIP you are most attached to.

This is a tricky question because I have tried gone through so many WIPs. I know the only thing to my current WIP is 'psychic powers' but I've held onto that part since I was 17. I've gone through switching through many protagonists (an older sister, her half-brother and their father to Naomi and Judi to now Sellie and Orazio.) Going from dystopian to something entirely, because with these two I'm trying to see what kind of story I want to tell, though I do like to think that Sellie and Orazio's friendship/relationship is something I do want to focus on. That's why I am trying to do the more I write little snippets of the world.

5. How would you describe your writing style? Does your writing style change for different WIPs? If yes describe all or maybe just a few.

Hello, friend! Took me a while to get to these, but thank you for the ask!! :D

17. Did any books surprise you with how good they were?

Yeah, looking at all of the ratings I handed out, I would say that The Handmaid's Tale being my top and only perfect score of the year was unexpected. I had heard about it so much, especially when the show was really popular (again, I don't trust people), but it really did live up to the hype.

22. What’s the longest book you read?

loifa's appearance changes a lot during the story. here's the first glimpse at them (years before present day):

A black horse stands down the street, a slender creature in gilded green armor, its rider shimmering with a soft golden glow. Even from afar, you can make out startling green eyes and curled, bark-like antlers rising above a mane of auburn hair. A black whip hangs from the rider’s left hand, ready, hungry.

and:

Flowers sprout from the god’s antlers, you notice, and mushrooms and leaves, mostly orange and red, and while their skin is golden it is mottled too, like a fawn’s. Their eyes are too green, the iris too large, and there is something there, something…

current day loifa looks very different:

Where before they were red on orange on green, they are now white on black, fingertips darkened, claws like sharpened black glass. Gone is the startling green of their eyes, the vibrant auburn of their hair, even the soft golden glow of their skin; the god of the forest is a pale, almost too thin thing, color drained of their features until only the faintest hint of pigment remains. Even their curled antlers are different, reddish brown bark replaced by the deep color of coal, leaves no longer sprouting from them.  More than that, they look starved, hungry, bones pressing against the skin of their cheek, their neck. With the curl of their lips and the pain tightening their already thin features, their expression exudes an almost feral quality - a beast desperate for its next meal. Their sharp intake of breath yanks Rowan from his thoughts. The god’s mouth is full of too many sharp teeth, their now gray eyes shimmering with a cold, devouring anger that sends a shiver of fear down Rowan’s spine. The blood staining their black shirt is too dark to be red, the crimson arrow buried deep into their shoulder.

honestly the only consistent thing about loifa's appearance is that it changes a lot. they are a god (kind of? if you squint?) and both their past form & the current one are very much "mortal friendly" appearances lol