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I don't draw much, and I honestly don't know what in doing most of the time, but I had Such a vivid image in my head the first time you brought up the hair pin. I'm pretty sure this isn't accurate to what you had in mind-- it's a comb, instead of a clip, for starters fhfjskskdn BUT this is what I thought of! So! *chucks this at you from across the room* have at it!

20. (“Hug me so I can Get warm.”) Kadar/Claudia.

One of the cornerstones of their relationship was Kadar’s willingness to be bossed around (within reason) with good humour while Claudia quite enjoyed bossing other people around.

It was a dynamic that worked for the most part and when it didn’t it was something they could work out.

Sometimes, though, it was something Kadar could use to tease his girlfriend.

It was nothing terrible. Most people would even consider the way he brought her favourite throw blanket for lounging without having been asked to be sweet.

He smiled in the face of Claudia’s at him. “You’re cold, right?” He said, knowing that if he handed her what she wanted in the split second before she asked for it, it’d irritate her. It wasn’t a big thing, only a small irritant that she’d just brush off any other time. But Kdar had been at it for the whole day now, from handing her the milk just as she sat down with her coffee, offering to wash the dishes just as she was going to try to convince him to trade that particular chore for some favour, and handing her coat when she went to walk the dog before she could get it herself.

Claudia was curled on the couch, her hands curled around a warm mug of (unasked for) coffee that she set down with a clink on the (this time) aptly named coffee table. “You think you’re so clever.” Claudia said, reaching out to take the blanket only to throw it to the other end of the couch.

“I wouldn’t presume.” Kadar said even as Claudia sat up and pulled him down the couch. “I thought you were cold.” And Claudia thought, he must have given her the drink first so that when she pressed her fingers to the crook of his elbow it wouldn’t be cold.

“Then hug me so I can get warm.” She said. And if this was all a part of his sneaky plan then she didn’t care as he made himself comfortable on the couch and wrapped his arms around her.

Especially not when he pressed a kiss to her temple, whispering, “I love you.” against her skin.

“I love you too.”

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yes! and im gonna give you a bonus one cus it turns out the big one just hadn't fully loaded when i hit 'find word' fsdhl

'Hand' "He stared at the pile of icy slush in his hand for a moment, considering."

>from the accidental exposition oneshot that's basically days away from postable

'Fire' "Aether’s upper arms and exposed torso were a motley patchwork of damage, burns from both fire and lightning mixed with more standard abrasions where his armor had failed."

Hfjdjdjxhjss s l e e p

🚀- Do you like to outline your fic first or create as you go?

Little bit of both! The first wall of text just happened in my phone notepad while I was 100% supposed to be putting books away, but when I got back to my pc I put together an outline cus frankly the last fic I got any distance into fell apart cus I wrote myself into a corner and I don't want that to happen again. That being said, the oneshot was a 3 hour manic episode that just sorta poofed into my head fully formed, so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ bit of both! I think I prefer an outline though, for the sake of my sanity lol

🧪- do you research for your fics?

Er. Yes and no. Did I spend an ungodly amount of time pouring through literal actual medical journals that I have access to as a librarian to make sure I knew what the fuck i was talking about? Yes. Did i throw that information out the window later because it was inconvenient and fuck it they're both deities anyway? Also yes fjdjdksk i've gone over entirely too much in game stuff to make sure I'm not making up toooo too much, but I also have a tendency to throw accuracy into the wind for the sake of either simplicity or 'this is a bit handwavey but Vibes Harder'

💌- is there a favorite trope you like to write?

I was gonna say this is a hard one to answer because I just haven't written that much But-

There's a very Whumpy lean to everything I've written, finished or unfinished, and it frequently takes a sort of long term inevitability bend at some point. In the One fic I've posted (and abandoned since) Bakugo was going to recover, eventually, but he was going to have to figure out either how to be a hero without his eyes or ears, or find another purpose to strive towards. There's a pile of AAA in my notes about Fi, and how the master sword slowly rotting away over tens of thousands of years must have felt, when she hadn't been able to speak since the very first hero, when she'd been imprisoned inside this rusting breaking frigid metal. The oneshot is essentially a trauma flashback, the whole thing; and the big one is a fistful of excuses and headcanons for why the statues work the way they do, why the traveler can increase their stamina by making offerings to them, what effects having a massive part of yourself sealed away might have, where the energy to wield elements even comes from etc all balled up into a very specific kind of whump and my utter bullshit nonsense shenanigans to heal said specific whump fjdjdkdkk it's a whole mess

Tldr I like to hurt the characters I love, apparently :kermit scream: