#endae

shfjshjf i'm so sorry i have no idea how long ago you sent this, tumblr straight up did not tell me i had an ask ;;

now, assuming "you know" means itpo...... :3c (for those not in the know, it's a fic i'm still working on so it's not posted anywhere yet)

2: What scene did you first put down?: the first scene i showed you! specifically, i started here:

"I'm sorry," you say, eyes still fixed on the now clean spot on the floor instead of Stanley's face. Your hands are clasped achingly tight behind your back. "I shouldn't have been counting on you to show up and fix everything, to save me like you always did when we were kids. It was wrong of me to place all my hopes and expectations on you like that, and I'm sorry."

3: What’s your favorite line of narration?: (way more than one line here but i'm v happy with how these few paragraphs came out)

Your fingertips graze over the wall, as if you can feel the power radiating off the paint, unlimited knowledge leaking from every ancient word written upon the stone.

It's breathtaking.

There's trepidation there, too, as you softly mouth the words to yourself, practicing sounding them out before you speak them aloud.

Not all of them are part of the ritual. There are others that you remember from the first time you discovered the cave, words of warning about danger sure to come if the ritual is performed. You pointedly avoid looking at them this time around. You know there's risk involved, but you're out of options and you need answers. It's this or lose your grant, give up, go home, spend the rest of your days scraping barnacles off the saltwater taffy stands.

4: What’s your favorite line of dialogue?: hmmmm i don't know actually! part of me wants to say ford's pleas while he's having a breakdown bc i always enjoy writing that (sweet sweet projection), but i don't wanna share that bit here bc i feel like taking it out of context removes a lot of the emotion around it

14: Is there anything you wanted readers to learn from reading this fic?: this fic is going to explore how bill fits the role of a cult leader, and ford the role of cult victim. so in a broad sense, i want this fic to make people aware that cults are real things that anyone can be drawn into, and the trauma they cause is something to be taken seriously

THE END — i’ll make up an ending, or post the ending if i’ve written it

An ending huh? Well, I can do an ending.

After a while, Stan numbly realized he was staring at an exhibit about the exploration of woodpecker marriage which was weird on a couple layers. First, woodpecker love, but second what kind of museum actually kept this as an exhibit. 

He walked through the rest of the exhibits because well- he guess he was wasting time. The different rooms were lit so dim that it actually made even the larger signs a little hard to read. At least, just hard enough to read that he stopped trying and just looked at all the stuff instead.

Stan got bored pretty quickly. Not that there wasn’t some weird stuff here, but museums just weren’t really his thing. Besides he really needed to do something. He felt like an idiot for forgetting because he remembered that it was important.

Eh, chances were it was something to do with avoiding someone or something. 

He’d already wasted a few days in this town. He should have skipped through it already.

When Stan got outside, it took him a little bit to find his car. It was hidden in an alleyway nearby, out of sight and at the edge of a weakly flickering lamppost.

He started the car as he got into it. He could try to get something to eat around here, but surprisingly he actually wasn’t hungry so he could just steal something at his next stop. 

raspberry: favorite flower? honeysuckle!

strawberry: favorite desserts? goddd too many to list. ice cream, chocolate chip cookies, and brownies are def near the top tho!

kiwi: what’s something that fascinates you? clouds. if you ever catch me staring at the sky, chances are i'm looking at a pretty cloud (and trying to figure out how i'd draw/color it sfkshdh)

endaeee! :DDD <3

for this fic spoiler, i’m just gonna share the title and description for one of the more lighter ‘episodes’ i have planned for my current wip...