#solipsism-lemonade

Omg hello hi i adore you for asking this <33 so these two are the ones on rotation rn

Cucu loves sweets and also loves being able to really sink their teeth into said sweet, so depending on the day they're usually craving either a boston cream sponut (space donut) or apples! (Pastas of any kind are their favorite meal though c: )

HAHA I've already posted a few snippets of this fic... it's styled very much in a 5+1 format, which lends itself to tumblr posting. here's one more lil bit for the ask:

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“Not once?” Fives is asking, again. “Not with anyone? Not even, you know—”

And he makes a gesture with his hand that forces Cody to grab for his arm and tuck it back by his side. He’s under none of Fives’ illusions regarding how well their cloaks are hiding their faces. The sharp shine of their shoes alone would reveal their distinct lack of working class, let alone the fine tooling along the leather of their gloves. 

“Fives!” he hisses, trying not to glance over his shoulder and give away the game even further. “Please, can we just go back to the house.”

He doesn’t try to make it a question.

three roses, three sentences!

Oisin eyes another weed and pretends it’s the curse. If he can just pull it up, out by the roots, he’ll be free. His family will be free.

[Send me some numbers!]

8. Create an incorrect quote meme for one of your OCs.

Caelin: Can I ask a dumb question? Celestine: Better than anyone I know. ----- Celestine: How the hell are you still alive? Phoenix: Honestly, I’m just as confused as you are.

Have two because these both came up in the generator and were incredibly fitting. XD

13. What line from your WIP would your fandom constantly quote?

Ooh, this one is tough! My writing isn't particularly full of any sort of wisdom or anything, but... maybe something fun?

Technically more than a line, but it's one I chuckle at:

Humans had an idea that there was something after death. If you were good, you went to... Heaven? I imagined Heaven felt this nice. But I hadn’t been particularly good, so I doubted I would go there. Must not be dead, then.

16. Make a meme for your WIP.

Memes!! I'm so uneducated when it comes to memes. Have this one, though:

Literally probably the laziest meme I coulda done, whoops.

19. What type of outfit would you wear?

Something very comfy and soft sounds nice! I mean, how can you go wrong with Jedi robes in that department, right? Except maybe a different color from the beige...dark purple sounds nice. 

39. If you wrote a 'fix-it fic', what would you write about?

I would kill Palps and he would die horribly. I feel like this needs to be a bit after the start of the war so the clones would be created (because I love them), but they will get to be free and happy. And the Jedi don’t die, and Anakin doesn’t fall, etc. etc. 

Thank you for the ask! 🤗

here u go!!

baby blue - i will hunt you

not if i get you first >:3

OH BOY answering for Liev Antonovich Volkov, ‘the Sun-wolf’ (7′4 in canon because i think if you become the champion of a goddess you automatically earn an extra foot of height)

💎 • How do they perform under pressure?

Short answer: Well. Long answer: Very well. Liev was born to minor southern aristocrats and spent most of his adolescence in the south, only relocating as a young adult to Ierapolis, the northern city of mechanical wonders that acts as the seat of the empire. He’s no stranger to social pressure, and no stranger to physical pressure either—he earned a name for himself in tournaments and melees, winning the heart of Empress Eleonora and the keen attention of the Queen of Always Sun.

He has a one-track mind, and once he’s set on a task, there’s nothing that can deter him. So if there’s pressure, Liev can withstand it.

🎧 • What kind of music do they listen to?

In canon, he would most likely enjoy traditional southern folk music; he isn’t much of one for the wild dances and elaborate overtures of Ierapolis.

In the modern AU, it’s outlaw country all the way. He’s very much stuck in the 70s and 80s musically and it shows in his taste. You can’t convince him that outlaw country was not the absolute peak of music, and he can and will blast it whenever he has access to a radio. He just started using aux cables a few years ago and in the glovebox of his truck he still has a collection of burned CDs with clumsy track lists written on them in permanent marker.

Thanks for the ask!!