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What kind of media does he prefer? What style does he like to draw and what motives? does he enjoy protraits or landscapes, realism or abstract etc. or a bit of anything? Does he have a secret room that is PILED with paintings on canvases? Does he enjoy bright and happy colours or is he rather the romulan Beksiński? Does he have any rituals when he gets down to do his art? like locking himself up in a room with a bottle of romulan vintage, playing some music and gets lost in the process? what inspires him? (I have a feeling it's beautiful woman...) :D so many questions!

thank u for infecting us with the s'talon brain rot! 🧟

Hello friend!

I cannot tell you how pleased I am that the S'Talon brain rot is spreading. mruahahhaha.... my master plan is working!! *rubbing hands together*

So the whole idea of him preferring charcoal comes from @deepspacedukat. Their brilliant mind came up with that scenario and it is now permanently stuck in my brain. Why? Because I used to use charcoal and loooooved it. It is so sexy with the smudging and the care it takes to get it right just....argh! I can see him loving it and in my head it is his preferred method.

I can see him having a studio at home that is a bit darker, wooden floors, very sensual. When he is not working, he retreats there after being inspired (and yep! You are so right, women often inspire him...). I see him shirtless *groans*, utterly lost in his art as he tries to capture the woman who caught his eye. Again, this is 100% @deepspacedukat 's brain rot and I thank them for it!

On a table off to the side, I see stacks of canvases, stacks of papers, and a mess of artistic supplies. Paints, charcoal sticks, pencils, etc...

He loves to experiment with anything when the mood strikes. I also see him doing full wall-sized almost expressionism or modern paintings, just letting his emotions out on through broad strokes on the wall, sometimes tenderly and sometimes just to get his anger or frustration out.

For rituals, he would love to have a glass of wine or ale, to sip, and as you said, he is so consumed with his art that he could open a bottle and then not touch it after the first sip, getting so lost in his art.

I also see him having a secret cabin in the woods where he can go to find peace. Somewhere off the beaten path, where he can be alone and paint/draw/be himself. As gregarious as he is, when he is painting, drawing etc...he becomes completely focused, lost in what he is doing. I think at some point he has also tried sculpture as well though he isn't as far along with that as with painting and drawing.

He has "artist hands" and I see them smudged with charcoal at the end of the evening. The sun might even be up and he goes to his balcony at the front of his cabin and watches the sun rise through the trees, sipping tea and preparing for the next day. Maybe he rests a bit, but as soon as he is up, he is back to his art.

For colors, he loves them all. It all depends on his mood :) But when he sees a beautiful woman his first instinct is to smudge out her features in charcoal. He longs for a deeper connection with someone and although he never lacks for company *ahem*, he hasn't found "the one" yet....

Happy New Year! ❤️

I’m honored that you asked me this question — thank you! My answer is a mash-up of things I’ve learned from classes, books, articles, literature, work, and probably a big dollop of life experience. Also, I don’t know much about RPGs, so my advice is limited to fanfic.

First, fanfic doesn’t need a plot. To my mind, one of the many wonderful aspects of fanfic is its flexibility. So you can write a scene or a series of (dis)connected scenes and that can be a fanfic. You can write dialogue-only or description-only. If you know what you love to write, consider leaning into that for enjoyment as you work to improve other skills that are important to your concept of what kind of writer you want to be.

Second, you asked about plot, so let’s go ahead and look at plot. There are lots of articles about different types of plots and how to choose one. I look at those articles and my brain locks up. It’s too much, too vast, too impersonal. Instead, for me, plot starts where everything else starts: character. What does your main character want, need, yearn for, desire, fear? What are your main character’s thoughts, dreams, nightmares? What knots their stomach, raises goosebumps on their skin, gives them the trembles?

And why can’t they have it?

Character arc — the way your character grows, changes, becomes better or worse (or both) while remaining true to themself — is, to me, inextricable from plot. Your character has to learn, to grow. Your character has to mess up, make mistakes, be an imperfect striver for … something. Their path toward that something is your plot.

If you outline (and that can be as simple as jotting down a sentence or two per chapter or per scene), then the character arc should be aligned with your plot (loosely or closely, depending on the work) and your character should have uneven growth (and other characters to interact with who also learn and grow and change). Life doesn’t have a steady pace, so neither should your plot. Stories need to breathe, which gives characters the air they need to doubt, to process, to question — and, hopefully, in the end, have gone on a journey (mental or physical or something else) that you, as the author, are gratified to have provided.

In other words, plot isn’t just what happens — it’s why what happens matters.

Thank you for sharing your fics with us! 🤗

Aww, hi friend!! Thank you!!! 💜 I'm just honored that Bliss trusts me to play around with them! S'Talon and Vaebn are such sexy OC masterpieces!

Utter bat-shit crack fic ahead! Gentle reader, please excuse my insanity and if you are willing, and don't cringe too hard, please enjoy The Archives

This was inspired by Neral's Legacy  a post by @wafflingchemist which was so brilliant, I decided to make a fic about it (with their permission) I have no idea if I am going to keep running with this one or if I will shamefully bury it in my back yard. Either way, this is my personal love letter to everyone who writes fanfiction, everyone who supports other fanfic writers, and special extra bit of love for my Romulan Fanfic authors. You know who you are and I adore you :-)

I won't tag everyone cause I am sure some people would be horrified to be tagged on this. LOL. But here are my usual suspects. If you wish to be tagged going forward, for any of my fics, please do let me know. Reviews and comments are worshiped and adored. Thank you!

@wafflingchemist @deepspacedukat @starrynightgardens @darkmattervibes@creature-of-the-stars

"Because you are alive, everything is possible." + Narissa (Surprise surprise ;p)

If not, no problem! Have a great day ♥

I am deeply honored, @wafflingchemist, that you asked me to write something for this character that means so much to you. 💕 I hope you like the result. 🤞

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Note: Hat tip to Orum, the Romulan former Borg in the Voyager episode “Unity.”

Reawakened

A heartbeat is innate, unquestioned.

But as her mind climbs from slumber toward wakefulness — slowly, slowly — the rhythm that fuels Narissa’s lifeblood has changed, found calm.

Her eyes open.

The xB Hugh looks down at her, ringed by other xBs — abominations, things, not people, their thick boots on the hard floor she pushes herself up from, her newfound heartbeat quickening, her fingers grasping for a weapon at her waist that isn’t there.

“I disarmed you.” The xB Hugh’s mismatched eyes seem to assess her. “I’ll admit to some doubts over whether to save your life. But I knew the healing power of nanoprobes, plus some neuroelectric isopulses, could fix your cellular degradation and injuries. So the group of us discussed it and decided to go ahead — after making sure you didn’t have the means to try to kill anyone else.”

That’s right. She killed the xB Hugh — clearly not permanently. And … and the xB Seven pushed her into the chasm within the cube, Narissa’s arms and legs drifting upward as she fell, air rushing past her cheeks, her last thoughts of Ramdha and the fear that Narek wouldn’t care for her properly.

And now Narissa stands at the bottom of the chasm, strong, unafraid. She’ll find Ramdha — a broken woman on a broken cube — and they’ll escape. But xBs are in the way, so Narissa’s fists curl, ready to fight, but … what’s wrong with Narissa’s right fist?

She looks at her hand.

Silver tubules are spiderwebbed down each of her fingers, gleaming technology that crisscrosses her knuckles and curls around her wrist before dipping delicately into her forearm.

“As I said,” the xB Hugh stands in front of her, firm, unwavering, “the same nanoprobes that saved my life saved yours. You’re not Borg — no connection to the hive mind. But Borg technology is the reason you’re alive right now, and it can — not always, but sometimes — leave after-effects.”

Narissa is part synthetic.

She could try to tear the silvery exoskeleton from her hand.

But the concept is as repugnant as removing an actual hand.

No, this can’t be what Narissa has become. She’s worked for too many years to protect the galaxy, to heed the warning of the Admonition … the warning … the warning wasn’t meant for organic minds, her nanoprobe-enhanced brain can decode the messages more clearly now, the fear of organics, not synthetics, and the solution is to live together.

This isn’t a trick.

This isn’t a lie.

For the first time … ever … the truth is clear.

Narissa’s index fingers — Borg on one side, Romulan on the other — press to her temples because it’s too much information too quickly, a lifetime of learned beliefs to untangle from misinformation, paranoia, and fear.

The xB Hugh extends his hand, a human gesture of greeting and trust.

Narissa does not want to shake his hand.

She should shake his hand. He saved her life, which has given her insights that she lacked.

But she does not want to shake his hand.

“It’s …” Narissa’s voice is different — lower, more gentle, “it’s not possible to stop hating in an instant.”

The xB Hugh … no, just Hugh … doesn’t pull back his hand. “Because you are alive, everything is possible. Even if it takes time.”

And Narissa, whose heartbeat for so long was fueled by disgust and dread for any form of synthetic life, may not be ready to shake Hugh’s hand today.

But she can see how one day, perhaps soon, she will.

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Send me an ask with character(s) and a prompt and I’ll do my best to write a lively ficlet for you. ❤️

Hey good morning! Than you for the ask!

Well, I guess she could look however you want her to look ;-) But in my brain she has long wavy/curly brown hair, brown eyes, pale-ish skin, and she is relatively tall - gotta be tall enough to lean up and kiss Koval ;-) . She is in her late 30's or early 40's (she needed time to learn all those languages!)

That is how she appeared in my brain but I am open to any interpretation! She can look however you want her to look...that is the best part about fan fiction!

Oh my goodness, @wafflingchemist, thank you for this ask cornucopia! 💕

😅 What's a story or scene you've created that you're a smidge embarrassed exists?

I wrote a J/C story from the perspective of post-Endgame Janeway’s therapy transcript. The concept, payoff, and overall story fall flat. I’m not proud of that one. At all.

🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc.

I think I commonly have a core of kindness — characters who truly care for others, whether romantic or platonic, and want what’s best for them. My characters tend to be good people doing their best, and they touch and feel and think (with their heads and their hearts) and they’re flawed because we all are, but they’re trying because hopefully we’re all doing that, too. So, yeah. Kindness.

❌ What's a trope you will never write?

I learned a long time ago to never say never in fanfic, but I’m usually not attracted to anything that entails a lack of consent.

💞 Who's your comfort character?

Right now, Una Chin-Riley. Others have been and still include Kirsten Clancy, Raffi Musiker, and Kathryn Janeway.

🎉 What leads you to consider a fic a success?

When I’m writing and editing — if everyone is in character, the story flows, the sensations and sights and sounds are evocative, everything is clear, the plot is interesting, and the ending is satisfying.

After I’ve posted — kudos and comments.

🤯 What's a genre you struggle with as a writer (ex. romance, action, etc.)?

I’m not sure. Everything is a challenge, but in a good way. I always want to improve.

💖 What made you start writing?

I’ve always written, either for a hobby or profession. In terms of fanfic writing, I was probably going to explode from stress and my husband said I needed to find a way to calm down without ripping my body apart from over-exercise. Fanfic has done that for me, and I’m grateful for it.

🍆 Do you write the spicy stuffs? If so, what's your most popular nsfw fic?

Yes! I checked and my most popular E-rated fic by kudos is Fly Me to the Moon, a Kathryn Janeway/Tom Paris multi-chap. That one definitely brings the spicy early and often!

🎢 Which of your fics would you call your wildest ride?

Probably also Fly Me to the Moon. Two timeframes that fracture into four timeframes and the fic has settings within four universes (three canon and one very slightly AU). I’m actually really pleased with how it came out.

✨ Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it. 😉

I love how both your ask and emilie786’s ask included this question! 💕 I’m going to change it up and say I’m proud of the details in my writing. I work really hard to structure small visual or auditory or sensory clues as to how the character is truly alive in the story, and I like to think those things work.

18, 9, 45

9. favorite background character - This is tough! Morn maybe? Sadly Ensign Mayweather from Star Trek Enterprise cause he got like 4 lines the whole season. :-/

18. favorite non-starfleet character - Honestly this is a tough one! Gonna cheat and list more than one:

Soval from Star Trek Enterprise: Perfect bitchy sexy Vulcan with a secret heart of gold.

Quark from Deep Space Nine: I love him dearly and want to have a drink with him at his bar.

Grilka from Deep Space Nine: I mean, she married and divorced Quark and was strong enough to take on the Klingon Patriarchy. Love her!

Q from TNG and Picard: My first favorite character ever!

Shran from Star Trek Enterprise: We were ROBBED of the Shran show!

It's a secret! His name begins with a "K" though....I will let you figure it out.....

45. favorite memory alpha page - Uh....do you need to ask? Just gonna pop the link right here: