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❤︎ ໋𓈒 a silent flame

Flins x gn!reader

✦ notes ; haii ^^ I saw the new Nod-Krai trailer and noticed Flins… so I decided to write a little drabble! This is my first post, so there might be some mistakes (if I haven’t already missed them TT). I don’t know anything about his actual personality since we haven’t been given much yet.. so I just made this for fun! Honestly, I’m still figuring out scenarios to write him with haha ^^

The air is thick in the graveyard, honestly expected due to how you snook glances at certain places due to being a litttle paranoid.

You sneak a glance at him. He hasn’t said a word in minutes—not that you expected him to. His expression stays unreadable, eyes fixed ahead, as if he’s memorizing each crooked headstone you pass.

“Do you always walk this fast?” you mutter, half-joking, half-breathless from keeping up.

He doesn’t answer. Of course he doesn’t.

Then, the chill deepens.

A shadow brushes past your cheek. Whispering, You turn around—hands clawing from the fog, eyes hollow. The dead.

Before you can move, before you can scream, the blue glow that came from Flins’ lantern floods your vision.

A barrier appears—soft, but inaccessible. The spirits recoil with a hiss, clawing uselessly against the edge. You stand frozen, staring at them through the glow.

So this is what Flins warned you earlier before joining him in this.. walk.

Flins doesn’t even look at them.

“I’m afraid you’ve got the wrong person,” he says calmly, as if swatting flies. His voice is low, hoarse. Like he doesn’t use it often.

You glance up at him, heart still pounding. He’s already moving forward, lantern in hand, as if nothing happened.

“…Thank you,” you manage.

He pauses—just for a second. And though he says nothing, his lantern dips slightly, casting a gentler light across your face.

A quiet gesture.

pointless cuteness that makes you lose focus 🏐

I have a new visitor to my back deck... it's a small, highly melanated gray squirrel. He's very fiesty. He just chased all the other animals off the deck and moved the food bowl to the edge, twice. He almost dumped it over the edge the first time I saw him doing this so I went outside and put it back in the middle of the deck. I came back to the door 5 minutes later, and he had pulled it to the opposite edge and was about to dump it over again... so now Petey and I are sitting on the deck so the others can eat in peace. He's adorable!! He's about the size of a chipmunk. He's, also, very spirited!! All the other squirrels and birds take turns and share the food, but this little guy wants it all to himself. That's okay... he's new here. He'll learn that there's enough for everyone... I hope 😄🤣🐿

As someone who hasn't written anything in a decade, this is what I did to get back into writing seriously.

Identify which archetype of writer fits me better. You may have heard George R.R. Martin saying there are two types of writers: gardeners and architects. Whether you believe in that statement or not isn't relevant per se, but the actual meaning behind that point is that you need to get to know yourself as a writer, how you work, what you need, etc., so you can adapt your environment to achieve your goals. Speaking of which…Gentle reminder : you're a person not a robot. You are allowed to work the way you want to, and not to follow whatever pieces of advice that are linked to these archetypes.

Set a realistic word count/session I can stick to over the long term. When you're a 9-6 office employee, it's not always easy to find time to write and sometime our day at work got the very best of us. Having that in mind, I set my word count up to 200-500 words per session or 1 chapter per week (they're rather small in my case). Gentle reminder : babysteps are better than no-step at all.

If I'm not writing, fine, I'll do some research or anything else. Your story will always require something from you. When I'm not in the mood for writing, there are two options : forcing myself or doing what I call para-writing. For instance it's : reading articles or books about improving my writing style, improving my worldbuilding, drawing a map of my city etc. This are not things that would appear in the novel but it would guide me throughout the process the way a walking-stick would do for an injured man. Gentle reminder : you always find something useful to do but at the end of the day, you still have to write.

Have a general idea of what I want to tell. I won't lie, I've plotted my entire novel from the very beginning to the very end, which means I know exactly what to write and when. If you're against having a defined plot, I'm no one to judge, but having at least the key events or the major points will definitely help you. Like a lighthouse, it will help you navigate through the mists of confusion or hesitation. Gentle reminder : It's better to know where to go even if you end up losing yourself along the journey. Having the map doesn't mean you have to follow it, but rather when you can allow yourself to take a step to the side.