Salutations, fellow oddballs and assorted folks of interest!Â
You can call me Vee, Veri or Effy (derived from "Very Freakin Effable" - no way in heaven, hell or the planes betwixt am I revealing my actual name on here)
My pronouns are they/he, and I finally got brave enough to do this!
This is, as you may guess, a snz/whump blog, so anyone who's not into that can respectfully fuck off. Don't make this any weirder than it is.
I'm on the aroace spectrum and genderqueer (somewhat masc leaning lately though, but idfk) so â¨deal with it babesâ¨
Ground rules/Shit To Know
I don't take requests for writing. Full stop. Sorr-eeee.
I don't write outright sex ever, sorry to disappoint but that's a Hell No for me.
If you don't have your age in your bio, your ass is getting blocked on sight.
I'm *really* into Go/od Om/ens, E/pic The Mu/sical, Hel/luva Bo/ss and Haz/bin Ho/tel at the moment but I may do things with original characters in the future if the inspiration strikes me.
Fic masterlist is here
Writing tag is #effablewritings
Fandom tags will be on this post to find them easier
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i had hoped to have one of my wips done while it was still june but tbh motivation's been real fickle as of late (i have so much written but nothing done what the fuck đđđ)
however
i come bearing â¨dialogueâ¨
specifically mur/der/med/ia dialogue somewhat inspired by this post from @snzsnchillz (its prompts are always SO good omfg)
basically, v/incent wakes up from what was Meant to be a short nap feeling far worse than he did when he fell asleep. al/astor, always the more perceptive of the two, saw this coming and is helping in his weird way.
Vincent: âWhuh...?â [frog blink]
Alastor: âAh, youâre awake!â
Vincent: [processes that The Not-Yet Radio Demon Is In Fact Right There] âAGHâhgk-!â
[His voice cracks woefully, and he coughs a few times. Alastor doesnât like the sound of it.]
Alastor: âI was beginning to think youâd slipped into a coma!â
Vincent: âJesus Christ, Alastor, how long have you been here?â
Alastor: âLong enough.â
Vincent: âWhat- what time even is it?â
Alastor: âAbout seven.â
Vincent, who fell asleep at three: âWhat?!â [this makes his voice threaten to give out on him again]
Alastor: [clicks his tongue pitifully] âReally, Vincent, you mustnât keep shouting like that, youâre going to ruin that already-fraying voice of yours. Which reminds me- I brought you tea, and medicine, and a few cloths you can run under cool water for your feverââ
Vincent: âWait, how did... huh? H-how did youhh...â [hurriedly grabs one of the cloths in question as his breath catches in his chest] âHuhh, ehH! EHhgkTZSHhue! Hehh- IYKTZSCHhâheww!â
Alastor: ââ or for that, I suppose.â
Vincent: âSndkk-! Eugh... Howâd you evenâd knâdow I was sigck?â
[He realises how that sounds, gives the soggiest sigh you've EVER heard, and blows his nose.]
Alastor: âWell, thatâs made it glaringly obvious, but you were snoring quite loudly last night, and I know you well enough by now to know that means youâre coming down with something.â
Vincent: âI really did feel finde earlier before I left.â
Alastor: âFor both our sakes, stop lying to me; you practically staggered like a drunkard out the door.â
Vincent: âNdo, reallyâ Sndff! Ugh... I had a bit of a scratchy throat last night, and sure, it mightâve gotten a little worse today, but I absolutely didnât feel this shitty.â
Alastor: âThen explain why I found Vincent Whittman, godsend of Studio 6, lying on the couch in his dressing room.â
Vincent: âI felt kinda tired, and I thought a nap would help. But I only planned to sleep for, like, twenty minutes, not four hoursâ Ohhh, fuck, I have sooo much to do...â
Alastor: âAnd all of it can wait, my dear fellow- Iâve already taken the liberty of apologising on your behalf and telling the others youâll be taking the next few days off.â
Vincent: [Head in his hands] âAlastorrrr...â
Alastor: âNow, come on.â [offers a hand to help Vincent up] âWe're leaving.â
the mental image of someone absolutely covered in an allergen of choice (dust, pollen, fur, feathers, etc.) disheveled and dripping with irritation; their situation clear with just one look.
(and, of course, having just recovered from an intense sneezing fit or about to have one. or both.)
Imagine... Going to the beach with your love, playing in the sand before finally getting the courage to jump in the water. It's cold but good on a summer day. Until you suddenly get pulled under by a big wave- you have water in your eyes and ears, even more in your nose and the saltiness really upsets your sinuses.. so the rest of the day is spent sneezing sporadically as your nasal passages try to get rid of the seawater~
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someone commenting on the ambient temperate (to preempt adjusting it, or just to complain) all like âitâs not just me, right?â with a tone like theyâre already sure itâs not. But it is.
Thinking abt a post I saw the other day abt the differences btwn a rising and falling fever-
I donât get high fevers, and I donât feel any difference when itâs rising/falling. I can only tell I have a fever once I start shivering bc I always feel like Iâm freezing (but also get too hot easily). It doesnât make me feel particularly bad, it just maybe makes me tired? Iâm tired all the time anyways, so sometimes I donât even notice the extra fatigue when Iâm sick.
I like making fevers more dramatic in my fics than they are irl, but I also love a character who doesnât realize theyâre sick at first. They brush off the fatigue and the congestion, they donât notice the rising fever or the soreness in their throat. They donât realize when theyâre getting sick, they only realize once they are sick and notice everything at once
hearing loud, cold-stricken sneezes ripping through the room next door, one after the other, then taking a cheeky peek inside after they left a few minutes later â and just seeing an absolute carnage of ripped, wet tissues littering the top of their bed đ as well as a half-open bottle of Nyquil from how bad those sneezes definitely sounded on their throatâŚ
bonus points if you just stand in the doorway lookin like âđĽşâ when your partner comes back and they come to realization just how visible their cold is, even when youâre not witnessing first-hand. Like their spacial awareness returns and theyâre left maybe a little embarrassed~
a warm bowl of soup making the sickie's nose run. they have to excuse themselves over and over again. their cheeks are flushed and their voice sounds hoarse, congested. they blow their nose and cough tiredly into a tissue
"i'b really s-sorry.. snddfâ i'b such a m'bess right dow.. snffâ it's just.."
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Thought: "getting a cold after being caught in the rain" scenario, but the person had an umbrella the whole time. A is the gallant, protective sort, and B is the type to like to be taken care of. They get caught in the rain, and A deploys their umbrella, but it's so small that it can only cover one person completely. A holds it over B, of course, and leans in close so their head and one arm stay dry, but the rest of their body gets soaked
The gang spreading the same digital cold back and forth/ hunting for cartoonish ways to get sick so they can skip out on adventures...and also possibly chasing the sensation of mild illness as a way to cling to more tangible humanity.
a sickie feels an intense tickle in their nose in the middle of the night. they know they're about to have a sneezing fit so they quietly step out onto the balcony, hoping not to wake their partner. the cold night air hits them, making them feel even more miserable. they close their eyes, waiting for the first sneeze to come but once it does, they just keep coming, messier, wetter, and more desperate than the last. they can't seem to stop
The friend group all hanging out round a campfire late into the summer night and it's not until they're getting ready for bed that one of them starts having a delayed reaction to all that smoke (or were they sneezing more than usual before? They don't think so)
It's as though their nose has suddenly noticed in this cleaner air how full of soot it's become through the evening and now it's itching and running and they keep sneezing.
It's so late (early?) and they're so sleepy, but even having blown their nose so many times it still tickles...
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Character A is somewhat of a âgood-naturedâ sneezer. Theyâre used to how frequently ticklish their nose is by now, and are well aware that their vocal hitching and high-pitched release is attention grabbing, to say the least. But theyâve accepted that thereâs really nothing they can do about that, and have even come to embrace it. Now, when their breath snags, and they let out the first of many âhhih-âs, itâs with a slight bashful smile on their face, already anticipating the reaction of those around them to the eventual âhihâihâitcshYIEW!â Maybe theyâre even looking forward to the obligatory âbless youâ and âare you quite alright?â that follows. It makes them feel a little warm and fuzzy, to be reminded that others care for them and their wellbeing.
Character B, on the other hand, can only be described as a âbad-naturedâ sneezer. Every hitch of theirs is interrupted with a small groan, infuriated to find that yet another fit is coming. No matter what they do, one sneeze just never seems to get the job done, and theyâre left with these intense, embarrassing flurries of âIsch! -Ish! -Tâshh!â that get stronger and stronger until a final, forceful âAhâTSCH!â They always remain hunched over for a second longer than they have to, head pounding and vision swimming, until they scrub away irritated tears with an irritated moan. Any hearty âbless you!âs are quickly silenced with a curled lip and a glare, because there is nothing holy about the sensitivity that theyâre plagued with.
I neeeeeed Cai/ne overworking himself because all the gang has so many new ideas on how to make the circus and adventures better and he wants to please everyone so bad (probably because he's still afraid they'll get mad at him or think the changes suck). So he just goes all out and knows he doesn't have the power he once did so he pushes himself even harder before he starts to over heat and the others start to notice and they're like Caine hey take a rest and he's like nonononono I'm fine I can do this! I want to make all your changes and the have to like convince him it's okay to rest and then Caine realizes they're taking care of him too.
