10. Is there a fic that got a different response than you were expecting?
29. Share a bit from a fic you’ll never post OR from a scene that was cut from an already posted fic. (If you don’t have either, just share a random fic idea you have that you don’t plan on getting to.)
14. If you could see one of your fics adapted into a visual medium, such as comic or film, which fan fic would you pick?
15. How do you come up with titles for your fics/chapters?
thanks so much for the asks!! <3
10. Is there a fic that got a different response than you were expecting?
The Rancher/Cowboy/Cowgirl AU. DEFINITELY wasn't expecting it to go so far haha
14. If you could see one of your fics adapted into a visual medium, such as comic or film, which fan fic would you pick?
Fly The Black Flag for suuuuuuure 😍 the lovely Emma @thegreyj drew an artwork of Pirate Captain Aelin and i an IN LOVE WITH IT, and if FTBF were ever to be illustrated or turned into film, I think I would die of awe
15. How do you come up with titles for your fics/chapters?
I have no idea 😂😂😂 some fic titles are borrowed from songs or song lyrics, some are a few words from the story, and some are completely random. For chapters, I usually try and sum up what the chapter is about in the title without using too many words. Or I just number them instead of trying to be creative 🙃
29. Share a bit from a fic you’ll never post OR from a scene that was cut from an already posted fic. (If you don’t have either, just share a random fic idea you have that you don’t plan on getting to.)
Okay UMMMMM a little bit of explanation here: this is a tiny little bit from a random idea that Emma @thegreyj and I (and our angst monsters) may or may not have in a Google Doc somewhere 👀😈 it's a coworkers/work rivals AU with heavy emphasis on rivalry
Aelin dared a glance back at Rowan, sprawled out atop his bed, his breathing deep and steady, the dark gray sheets tangled around his limbs, and squelched that tiny flicker of affection her traitorous heart dared to spark. Not the time, she reminded herself, squaring her bare shoulders as she crouched down by his work bag. Quietly, she slipped her hand into the pocket where he kept his headphones and chargers and other small electronic things, her questing fingers quickly grasping the smooth plastic surface of a thumb drive.
She held it up to the moonlight filtering in through the window, making sure it was the same device which she’d seen him use to save his presentation for tomorrow–a proposal for a new client that both of them wanted. Arobynn had told them to present separate proposals to the management team to decide which of them would meet the client.
What better way to shake things up than to switch the presentations? She couldn’t contain her positively evil smirk as she swiftly stowed Rowan’s thumb drive in her purse, replacing it with her own, identical one, which had her proposal saved onto it. In a move she thought was rather genius, if you asked her, she’d given the file the same boring, stupid name as Rowan had given his–Proposal for Lochan Project. That man and his inability to come up with creative titles, how the hell did he expect to get promoted to director of operations if he couldn’t even name his PowerPoints?
