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@drippingmoon @sleepy-night-child thank goodness I happened to check because I didn't see these wonderful tags for a while! But they made my day :DD
Thank you so much, yes, to the height difference, and I'm so pleased you picture Paris the same way as I, Sleepy, that means I'm conveying the right vibes about him! 🥰🥰🥰
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⭐ for the ask game, if you wanna! And for Warren specifically pls (I need to see my boy shining as he deserves so bad)
Have a great day, Don!!<3
Thanks so much dear!! 💜 Here's something from Meridian for you 🤭
⭐ share a snippet where a character is the best at something
He followed the sound. Not even his footfalls made a noise as he crossed the empty chamber, eyes darting in all directions but intensely focused on the path ahead. The chamber had two doors, and he moved to the left one on instinct. He pried the door open and slipped through, and his HUD indicated he was going in the right direction. He could make out a vague shape through the infrared from Scot, and he pushed forward. The throbbing got louder as he moved further into the temple. He tracked it, gliding from room to room—all of which were bafflingly empty of anything—turning the other way when the sound got quieter. For ages, he went into a room, cased it, and moved on. "I think you're just about there," Scot said quietly into his helmet. "There's a large room straight ahead that has a figure inside. They're close to the floor, possibly hunched over. Likely unconscious. Be vigilant." Warren stopped. The rhythmic throbbing sound he'd been following was the loudest it'd ever been, encased in the corners and the ceiling, pounding through the air, and sweat began to form on his brow as his stomach rolled. Breath shallow and staring in silence at the unmoving door, he mentally placed why that sound had been so familiar to him. "It's him," he said into his helmet. He swallowed the foulness sneaking up his throat. "He's inside the room." "That's what we suspect." "No, I know." Warren flexed his grip on the rifle. "It's him." Thoeala's voice came through next. "How are you so sure?" "Because I'm standing here listening to his heartbeat within the walls of the fucking building." Their voices disappeared and Warren was forced to hear it over and over; the slow, unmistakable thump of Thrive's heart. Slower than a human heart, stronger than most. Permeating the entirety of the building as if on a speaker, as if it fed the building's foundation and structure. Normally he sought out the sound, let it tell him Thrive was alive and with him, but now it made him physically ill to hear, and he had to close his eyes to stop himself from getting sick in his helmet.
Pause!! How are you, friend? How are things going? I hope everything's going smoothly with the move, aaaand honestly I didn't jump into your asks with a specific question in mind, I just wanted to wish you best of luck and I've missed you<333
HI MOONIE HI we're slowly but surely settling in! We're hoping to get the desktop computer set up tonight so I can finally get back to writing! I've been keeping notes on my phone (and am answering this on mobile) but my hands aren't good enough to type for an extended writing session on my phone. Alas! But SOON.
(I'm reaching the end of the first draft of Puzzle and I sm PSYCHED)
I hope you are doing well! I'm excited to see any updates you share on Aquiver, Aglow's journey too!!
*slides into your inbox* Aye!! What's up, how're you??<3 happy summer, my friend!
🍓 👒 if you want, for the game
J! Hey, hey, hey!👋 I'm doing okay, how about you? (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟHappy summer! Thanks for the asks.💕
🍓 Worst thing you've done to your characters.
Give them a shitty, painful background, put them through more shit, and kill them. ┐(￣ヘ￣)┌ (I'm trying to be better.)
👒 Nicest thing you've done to your characters.
Give them the most rewarding, peaceful, happy ending.╰(´︶`)╯♡
Birthday?? Happy, happy birthday to you!❤💞🥳🥂 hope you've been great this month, and that it'll keep getting only better<33 Wishing you the best and sending you love!
(In honor of that one post of yours lmao)
Moonie!! Thank you! <3 I adore this crab and will cherish it and its many cowboy boots
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Trick or treat!!👻👻 (if it's not too late and you still want to, ofc)
you FOOL! Trick AND treat!! 😈🤭
For your treat, a bit from Eternal:
"[...] You're focusing too much on the 'what ifs' and not enough on the things in front of your face. And do you know what's in front of your face? ...My face. Which...if I'm reading the room right, should be on your face in about twenty seconds."
"The universe doesn't deal in absolutes," Thrive said. "There is no guarantee that you're not going to want to move on from me after so long."
"And the point of determining that right now instead of allowing it to occur naturally if it even occurs at all is…?"
Thrive didn't respond.
"So, you know...stop talking about stuff like that. It's a bummer."
"Don't tell me what to do."
"Oh, shit," Warren laughed. "I love you so fucking much."
Happy, happy, happy birthday❤ hope you got to enjoy the day as much as possible, and may it always be that way, and may you write to your heart's content for all the months to come🥰🥰🥰 so happy birthday to you and your brilliant mind, from someone who's in awe of you all the time🥳💞❤🥂
Thank you friend! That's very kind. I don't deserve all those nice words but I'll gladly receive them in any case. 😭
Nikky!! For the title thing, City of Creation and Divine Water if you want?<3
Moon!! I’m so sorry this is late, tumblr never notified me about this ask??
City of Creation is Ward’s backstory! The first of 2-3 parts depending on how it unfolds. I’d say more but. spoilers :p
Divine Water is… a prompt I have a very rough first draft of? It’s very bare bones and to get it post-ready I’d have to flesh everything out more (well not have to but the skeleton it is now pains me and when have I ever been able to write anything half-measure?). Have a snippet because why not.
Hutaa clutches the medallion around her neck on instinct, a trinket from her second oldest sister, the third sibling, heir number three. She had succumbed faster than the others, barely able to hold the blade and stand at the same time. She hadn’t made it off kingdom grounds and had given the gift in her final days because she knew she wasn’t leaving the palace again, that she wouldn’t even make it that far.
Hutaa is number eight. The last. There used to be nine, before Fina got too curious and touched the sword she was lectured not to be near. It was bound to happen, perhaps, and she’d made it off the grounds, something nineteen-year-old Juo couldn’t claim.
Her father didn’t cry after number three and her mother stopped her open grief at number six, but the twins were so young and it was an accident that they activated it, but not a mistake.
Hutaa’s been with it long enough to know that it doesn’t let people touch it by mistake. It had wanted them and it had them.
