#echoing sounds

Glory, by Bastille!

hi this took forever because we were yelling about the anime fghfsghgf

And also, a more you-specific one, do you remember if you and Maya got married? Or what that wedding was like if you did? I know you've said you don't have a ton of memories yet of anything post-trilogy but I also know you've mentioned the Wrightworth wedding before. But I don't recall if you've said anything about how far into your relationship with Maya you remember and I'm curious :3c

waugh echo thank you this is so good!!!!

i think most people just look for very specific memories to see if they align, things that are a little too coincidental in their aligning memories to be actual coincidences. and it's not that i DONT do that, i very much do, but i just... don't... care about finding 'my' canonmates? and when i do find them, it's not that the 'one' takes any precedent over other people who might share those kintypes.

like i KNOW my girlfriend is my james because she has kin memories that are just too specific. when i wrote my canonfic she was predicting plot twists i didn't exactly set up for. sometimes we'll be talking about a memory and will finish each other's sentences/stories. but that's not usually how i do it--usually it's just, if i feel a deep connection with someone, i consider them mine. to me it feels like i've known them before. sometimes i meet people and i just know i have loved them already.

and likewise, i know 54675476 james kinnies at this point, because we find one another. and even though my gorf is my james, i still just love being close with others. it feels special to have sourcemates near, regardless of if we share a canon. im not interested in finding a be all end all, im just happy to be with old friends in all their forms.

maya and i definitely got married but i still have yet to remember the actual wedding OTL i have little flashes of our life after that, usually in random nowhere hotel rooms or in kurain? but they arent cohesive memories theyre more like feelings. like when i write her she comes so easily to me, i feel like her essence is just kind of etched there on the back of my heart.

i remember that, and i remember the months/year leading up to getting together with her. i remember vague things about the wrightworth wedding but not much else ffhgf. its all a little blurry past the OG trilogy and even during the OG trilogy, most of my memories are from my childhood and into JFA ehehe

THANKIESSSS

how do you choose where to end a chapter?

i try to make very episodic chapters w my previous works, but i mostly just intuit it and then ask myself "is this satisfying?"

if it is, i leave it there. if it isn't, i find out what isn't satisfying about it and fix it.

unless the plan is to unnerve my reader, then i do the opposite. sdjkfghsfd

do you try to put themes, motifs, messages, morals, etc in your writing? if so, how do you go about it?

yep! themes and motifs mostly. again, i... kind of just intuit it. there are certain themes already present in characters that i get attached to exaggerating and expand upon.

bestie im sorry but i've read all the way through the new prophecy fdjkghfjsfsg i stopped at power of three because it was just So Much Bullshit but i very much enjoyed my time there fshfsg

multiple people have kin assigned me squirrelflight or expressed shock that i am not kin with her. admittedly i didn't pay enough attention to her and also my sister is kin with her so maybe i just gave her the kin braincell fdhfdfg

Radiation- things haven't been the same since you fell in a vat of toxic waste

@demyxstardust

High noon, a great time to sit outside and enjoy the sun. Alice was perched under a tree, the shade keeping her cool from the rising heat. Her hands cupped ice tea, her lap carried her sweets. This was the preferred time for the blonde to just sit and relax. 

Her eyes were closed after some time, her state of consciousness falling in and out of slumber. There was this sound, a tune really, that kept pulling her from her nap. It was light, melodic, and enchanting. Alice had to know where this sound was coming from!

She followed as best as she could. She would take wild rights and sharp lefts. She would stand absolutely still and listen til she would wander off only to return back to her original spot and move towards the opposite direction. 

It wasn’t until she found herself inside the boy’s dormitories and outside a particular door that she discovered where the music was exactly coming from. She didn’t think twice about her location, her focus was on the melody.