#echoesofstardust

Hiiii, it's been so long, HOW ARE YOU. :D

When did you start writing? How?

I've just always been creatively inclined! I used to write a lot of fiction (non-fic) growing up. And I was really into fandom and shipping from a young age, too—when I was like, 14, I made my IRLs read my Dramione fic (and it wasn't really that good, like, it was decent but it wasn't 'good'. I'm also a Drarry shipper now so past-me and current-me are slightly different in terms of our preferences).

Best writing advice for other writers?

7. What’s your favorite piece of description or narration?

First kiss scenes make me a bit nervous, especially in a fic like this when they've been waiting for it for so long and it feels like it needs to be good lol, but I think I'm pretty happy with how it turned out!

For once, instant gratification wins out, and it’s oh so worth it when she watches him hurry towards his dressing room, stop when he sees her, and witnesses a smile break across his face that’s like rain after months of drought. They've been waiting patiently for so long, they deserve a little instant gratification

His arms are tighter around her than anytime before, like he doesn’t want to let go, like he’s retelling her everything he’s said and all the words they haven’t spoken. Lexi feels something loosen in her that she hadn’t known she needed to let go, lets herself feel safe here in the circle of him. They’ve been longing to be together in the same place for so long! So much of their relationship has been built and deepened over the phone that I think this is also a sort of tangible reassurance that it’s real and not a fantasy? It’s also hinting at the permanence of this relationship and how it will last

“I think I was starting to miss you,” she tells him, laughing lightly at the obvious understatement. We love a callback

Lexi rises on her tiptoes and presses her lips to his, a gentle breath of a kiss until he pulls her close and lifts her up, carries her over to the counter, pushing aside a sheath of papers before setting her down. I had the image of her on the counter/dressing table of the dressing room very clearly, on reflection the pushing away the sheath of papers may be a wee bit too Regency hero, but I still think it’s hot lol. 

It’s not a kiss from a song at first, their mouths too insistent, too desperate, to find a rhythm, their teeth clicking against each other. But then his tongue slides against hers and it’s all the songs Lexi has sung and the ones she hasn’t yet begun. I’m so glad you like these lines <3 I think they’ve been waiting for this kiss so long and wanting to so much that there’s no way it can be perfect, they’re too keyed up about it. But they figure it out and it’s all the ideas of love that Lexi’s sung about and then the starting off point for a whole host of ones. I did wonder if this was overdoing it a bit with the way it almost rhymes but I think the assonance is pretty 

harsh breaths harmonising also wondered if this was going too hard on the music references but apparently I go with it when I wonder if things are too much if they sound good to me lol

“Really?” he asks, somehow surprised that she’s wanted him from the beginning. Fez is still a little in wonder of her and while it’s so obvious to Lexi that she would be into him from the very start, it isn’t to him

“I went home and wrote all these snatches of songs about blue eyes and buzzed hair.” The starts of Delicate, Gorgeous, Dress... truly an inspirational night

He’ll hear them soon enough, she’d always planned on having him listen to them as soon as she was happy with them, in a time when they can still be theirs alone and not belong to everyone. The idea of a love song/poem being written for a specific person and then shared with everyone has always interested me. Does it still feel totally yours when it belongs to everyone?

No one has written a song about Lexi, not a good one at least. I liked the idea of there having been songs written about Lexi but they were terrible so she doesn’t count them (a little of her attitude to Mike with the lighting lol)

“Lexi,” he pants, part admonition, part praise. “Not enough time for whatever you thinkin’ about. You know I would do… hell, anythin’ you want.” She does know, can feel the evidence thick against her thigh. “But I ain’t starting any of that in the bowels of the fuckin’ KeyBank Center. I know perfection don’t really exist but you deserve nothin’ short of aiming for it.” He pushes a strand of hair behind her ear. “Imma take my time with you.” Fez feels they’ve waited this long that he’s not going to have their first time in a dressing room (apologies to the KeyBank Center for the slander committed in this chapter), he thinks Lexi deserves the best. The “Imma take my time with you” with the hair tuck still does it for me.

“Got no plans to go anywhere, Lexi.” He shifts his head to the side. “Metaphorically. I do got a bus to catch in like twenty minutes.” I thought this was funny, but also underlines they’re still going to have to deal with lots of time apart and catching moments together when they can