Take Over. Control Everything. He Is... Ah... Very Creepily Attracted To The Main Character. He Wants

It seems I do! Thanks for the hello :>

Want to see my current pain thing? (It is more mental pain, not actual pain. I'm being too creative)

Hello!

Hello! What brings you to my asks?

If you send ask from this, please include question and number/emoji. Save me the guessing game.

An ask game for writers to procrastinate working on you WIP(s)

I am also procrastinating actually writing. If you’ve multiple works in progress you can give a different answer every time!

🦈Tell us the name of your/ one of your WIP(s)

🍄Decriscribe your wip/one of your wips in the format of “___ + ___ =___”  

🌍What tags or warnings will your / one of your wip(s) need if you intend to share it?

🧭An alternative title to your/ one of your WIP(s)?

⚠️Which wip your most likely to finish or update next?

💾What is your document of your wip/ a wip called? (not the stories actual title but what you’ve saved it as)

🖍Post Any sentence from your wip

♻️A scrapped idea for your current WIP

🤔What’s a story you’d love to write but haven’t even started yet?

🤡How many Wips are you actively working on?

🛠Is there a scene or anything in the WIP you are struggling with right now?

❤️Not a question, just a second kudos to send.

Enjoy!

I think I take the "What if they don't want to talk to me" a little too seriously. I will cease talking for days in a row if my brain forgets the existence of how I contact you. AKA if my phone fails to send a notification, I forget to talk-

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I might have a problem.

what they don't tell you about making friends is you gotta be a lil annoying. you gotta push past the fear of "what if they don't want to talk to me" and simply ask someone how their day is going, send a meme. you cannot connect to people if you're both just awkwardly waiting for the other to start.

Please could you recreate the cake poll(the one with vanilla extract iykwim) and tell people to vote to make the exact same percentages as in the old one?

Thanks!!

I know her skin looks tan, but that's mostly because I hate trying to make skin color accurate.

Also, I made these years ago. The sitting pose was stolen, I think? Obviously, her design has changed slightly, but the overall look is there. One is cropped to hide her name because I can.

My main oc has me bsing my way through blacksmithing...

Anyway, she is a lovely, tall young woman who finds a passion in being aggressively protective of things, like her family or a village/community. Her narration reveals that she sees herself as disposable, which is also why I make a certain narration choice with her that becomes quite apparent initially. As her view of herself shifts from negative to positive, she starts seeing herself as a main character, which shows in the narration style.

She has a power she despises despite using it when she needs to--on animals, not people. She got traumatized the one time that happened. She covers her eyes due to her power, although she can still see. It's just that a thin cloth prevents her power from harming others. Anyway, her senses are extremely enhanced because of her power, leading to her narration mentioning her hearing sounds and such more often than not.

She got used by her birth world, which led to her fleeing and living in the woods for a year (which, in her world, is equivalent to two of our years). After which, she is brought to her chosen world. She's my little baby.

The quiet female blinks. Did these two draw the short straws of their respective species? She was a writer in life. Ideas are already running through her head as she sits down. One sheet of paper... a space limit. Guess she has to write in tiny font. A pen... her words would be illegible to everyone but her.

Fine with her.

She cracks her knuckles, preparing for a session of writing nonstop. She wants to write at least ten thousand words. She's going to the underworld nonetheless. Might as well punish the two who have to preside over this.

She puts the pen to paper and stares... How does she word this? Pen is permanent and she can't erase it if she makes a mistake. She looses a sigh. If this is the last thing she writes, she might as well allow mistakes. These guys aren't her editors.

She starts writing, squinting in an attempt to read as she writes. No luck... it's too small and sloppy to read. She feels bad for her college professors now, trying to decipher anything she chose to write in the margins of any tests taken on paper. A few managed to read her notes to them, a few got mad, one nodded at her the next day with a grim expression, and one quit.

She takes no blame for that last one, but it is suspicious that it happened after he gave her a note she never bothered to read.

She eventually finishes, the page blue from ink, with no spaces between lines or words. It's a wonder anyone could read it. A majority of it was her apologizing to her original characters whose stories will never be finished, a good portion was her reciting the prologue and first chapter of her favorite original story that became a published book, and a small portion was her writing out how she'd torture anyone who deemed her worthy of going to heaven, just to ensure she wouldn't. God did nothing for her in life, he'd do nothing for her in death.

When she finally turned the paper in, the angel attempted to read what she'd written, but he only seemed more and more confused and concerned when he couldn't see any words, just a sea of blue. The Demon barely glanced at the paper, looking exhausted.

"Are... are you okay...? Where are the words...? How are the words gone...? You were writing for FOUR DAYS!" The angel ruffles his blond hair, his skin even paler than his fluffed white wings.

"Who cares? That last tenth is perfect for the underworld! So many torture ideas, so many details!" The Demon laughs, pure red eyes full of glee. "We're getting this one, Arn!"

"But... But she's so innocent! Look at her!" The angel gestures to the female, drawing attention to her. She can see why he said that. Her brown hair, although half-shaved, is braided out of her face neatly, her skin is unscared aside from old scars from the usual trips and falls granted by being clumsy as a child, her blue eyes framed by simple black glasses, and she's wearing clothes that covered as much skin as possible, including a hoodie with sleeves stained by ink. If they knew how she lived, they'd see someone who, aside from a firm disbelief in God, was completely innocent. She never broke laws, never stole anything, and was well loved. If you ignored her books, which were often full of death and torture, she never thought of crimes.

The Demon cackles as she smiles, uneven teeth revealed in the expression, just before she recites-

"Astra's power kills those she looks at and she killed her father when she was-"

It was the main character of her longest book series, Astra's, backstory. The angel looked more and more concerned when the recitation took almost a day as she went over Astra's appearance, power, skills, personality, story progression, and relationships in detail despite making those things back in High School.

The angel was white as a sheet when he left to allow the Demon to take her to the Underworld.

Lovely.

You just died. Upon entering the door to afterlife, an angel and a demon welcomes you. In front of you is a pen and a blank sheet of paper. Their only instruction was “write”.

My mood is balanced somewhere between "I should write until three am so I can sleep a good four hours" and "I should attempt to make a pinterest board for Hades"

Neither will go well.

I am in a weird state. I want to do three different things for my current story. Each requires different levels of thought and different processes in general.

Which sounds fine. Just do them one at a time, right?

Wrong.

I want to do these three things all at once. I lack the number of brains and arms for that. And lack the laptop amount for that. I can't write on two different tabs at once on the same laptop. I also can't write in a notebook and type on a computer at the same time.

And none of the three things involve writing the actual story. I have the better part of two chapters written. I'm just trying to get lore and settings written out so I can reference these things.

My brain is just absurdly all over the place.

To explain the different processes thing

-I write my lore related things in a notebook. A notebook that is strangely perfectly themed for the story I am writing. Some setting things get mentioned, but they aren't the focus of the notebook. Plot things also go here. Except I don't write outlines for plot things. I know what I want to happen and don't plan things. Yes, it becomes a discombobulated mess.

-I do character profiles on my laptop. It is very easy to reference while writing. Just flip between tabs. Obviously, I could also write my lore on my laptop, but I personally like having the lore in a notebook because I can make myself a table of contents and use plastic tabs to note the themes of certain parts for the story.

-I am thinking of having more general worldbuilding that is unrelated to lore be done on my laptop. Yes, this is my admission that I don't do worldbuilding often. I just have ideas and write them out with no planning. But I realize that that process won't work as easily for the type of story I am currently writing.

So for this poll, world building would be mostly settings, linguistic things, ecosystem things, and other things that would fall under this category aside from lore.

Lore would be the history of the world, mythological/religious things, and get into detail on the God-named and unnamed and their differences.

Character profiles would, as one could guess, would be character information compiled into a headache-inducing mess, especially since I don't actually have locations fully made (some exist but are unnamed, others are named and maybe exist as a concept without specifics, and others are vague ideas without names or specifics)

You'd think with that idea in mind, I would want to world build more, but I... I want to do all of these things at once

I wanted those to be alphabetical. I am a chaos gremlin.

I had a momentary idea for dialect in my story

I wonder if this would work in real life.

"Could I meet with you in one event?"

"What...? Don't you mean an hour?"

"Our? No, I mean an event. You know, when the sun has moved a bit, not... What do you mean our?"

"I mean... when the sun has moved an increment across the sky. There aren't any events planned today, if that is what you mean."

"No, no! I mean an event! When time has passed! Not... not when something major has happened!"

"Could I have a few moments of your time?"

"Sure! What do you need?"

"Could you tell me where... and the park is?"

"I need to go... I have something to do in a few minutes."

"M...min...minutes? What is a minute...?"

"*sighs in not having enough time to explain*"

"Could I meet with you at the second period?"

"What? Second period? That just happened. Are you okay? Do you need to go to the healer?"

"Gods, what was it you called it? When lunch happens."

"You want to go to lunch with me? Why didn't you say that?"

"No, I want to meet with you during that time, not eat with you! Gods, why are you so irritating?"

If you couldn't tell

Event = hour

Moment = minutes

Period = either sunrise, noon, sunset, or midnight (second period being noon)

One speaker is of the more cultured city folk, the other is from an isolated clan of people who are not as cultured. The second person vaguely knows that the other group has different words for time, hence why they understood that the other could have been talking about a major thing happening when they were talking about an event, but they obviously don't know specifics.

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