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BD scraps once again aaaaugh on block
The first thing is actually a discard at this point; the second I'd like to make work, it's just...hmmmm.
( This was actually part of that thing where Ringabel tests Tiz by asking him inappropriate questions. )
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( NOT SURE WHAT I'M DOING WITH THIS ONE ANYMORE )
( This was actually part of that thing where Ringabel tests Tiz by asking him inappropriate questions. )
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( NOT SURE WHAT I'M DOING WITH THIS ONE ANYMORE )
State of the RP
borrowing parts of this from Laena's self-evaluation but not in its entirety
I'm not so much with the numbers, for one thing. My tagging rate is aimed to be OPTIMALLY a round each day and keeping up boomerang responses where I can. I'm trying to get myself in the habit of responding more quickly and not overthinking myself (which is pretty much my biggest weak point in rp), and I'm trying to do this by getting myself to write a response within 5 minutes of opening the notif. Does this always work? Nah, my average time is more like 15-20 minutes. But I'm working on it. For that reason I am trying to get in the habit of not opening the notif UNTIL I am in the mood to rp, though I also try to just make sure I get everyone answered at least once by a decent hour.
I've slipped up... a number of times on that, but considering this last time was Black Friday and feeling under the weather I'm trying to cut myself some slack for that and just work on improving.
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I'm not so much with the numbers, for one thing. My tagging rate is aimed to be OPTIMALLY a round each day and keeping up boomerang responses where I can. I'm trying to get myself in the habit of responding more quickly and not overthinking myself (which is pretty much my biggest weak point in rp), and I'm trying to do this by getting myself to write a response within 5 minutes of opening the notif. Does this always work? Nah, my average time is more like 15-20 minutes. But I'm working on it. For that reason I am trying to get in the habit of not opening the notif UNTIL I am in the mood to rp, though I also try to just make sure I get everyone answered at least once by a decent hour.
I've slipped up... a number of times on that, but considering this last time was Black Friday and feeling under the weather I'm trying to cut myself some slack for that and just work on improving.
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That OTP prompt about sleeping together and kissing in the morning except... it veered off-course
Still. Not quite at a proper conclusion. :|a
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Ringabel smiled, slow and lazy, at Edea's peaceful expression as she lay in bed with him. Truth be told, she was usually more active in this sort of dream... but he would never say no to being able to observe her beauty at rest. And perhaps he could have a little fun waking her up. His grin kicking up a notch, he moved forward and puckered up, pressing his lips to hers.
And instantly recoiled. A strand of hair untucked from her ear had come between their lips, and hers were as chapped as his, he'd even felt a little loose piece of skin where she must have been worrying her bottom lip with her teeth--this was not some idealized fantasy. He wasn't dreaming.
Edea Lee was in his bed, not even three inches from him, and he laid very still, praying to the crystals that he hadn't woken her with that impulsive kiss. After four seconds, she grumbled softly, but otherwise gave no reaction. It took another ten seconds before he remembered that he should breathe, even if that did require making some level of sound.
It wasn't that this was an undesirable arrangement. Of course not! It was just--it was just so sudden, and overwhelming, and how? It hadn't been that long ago she'd flatly rejected him for even a date. And he hadn't...hadn't had much the heart to try again since. Not with everything going on.
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Ringabel smiled, slow and lazy, at Edea's peaceful expression as she lay in bed with him. Truth be told, she was usually more active in this sort of dream... but he would never say no to being able to observe her beauty at rest. And perhaps he could have a little fun waking her up. His grin kicking up a notch, he moved forward and puckered up, pressing his lips to hers.
And instantly recoiled. A strand of hair untucked from her ear had come between their lips, and hers were as chapped as his, he'd even felt a little loose piece of skin where she must have been worrying her bottom lip with her teeth--this was not some idealized fantasy. He wasn't dreaming.
Edea Lee was in his bed, not even three inches from him, and he laid very still, praying to the crystals that he hadn't woken her with that impulsive kiss. After four seconds, she grumbled softly, but otherwise gave no reaction. It took another ten seconds before he remembered that he should breathe, even if that did require making some level of sound.
It wasn't that this was an undesirable arrangement. Of course not! It was just--it was just so sudden, and overwhelming, and how? It hadn't been that long ago she'd flatly rejected him for even a date. And he hadn't...hadn't had much the heart to try again since. Not with everything going on.
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kidlet fic, in progress, bd spoilers under cut
So I wrote this part last night and was like "HOW DID 1K WORDS END UP TRAUMATIZING A KIDLET" "but it makes sense given the setup I mean that WOULD be a thing" and then right before I went to bed I realized an obvious solution--don't have Ringabel say anything, maybe imply the bodies are in the room but no one finds them (except perhaps Ringabel, who is sort of better at handling that for... reasons).
So since this is likely to entirely change at the 2/3s point I'm just shoving the opening here anyway.
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So since this is likely to entirely change at the 2/3s point I'm just shoving the opening here anyway.
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Sleeping Arrangements: Round 2 of Shoving Writing Off the Cliff
Actually this time I'm not really upset about anything I've written. It's that what I've written isn't yet fitting into a cohesive thing. I can't seem to get a handle on what the driving points for these parts are, and as a result I'm pretty much getting to the point where I can't even make myself write more for it: I tweak stuff, rearrange sections, and... so little is actually properly complete as a scene or transitioning into each other because I don't know what scenes I even want to keep (this is way too long considering no scene in here is actually all the way complete). So yeah, warning, this is seriously messy to read.
Kind of debating just posting the first chapter as its own standalone and leaving the rest, well, alone. I like the idea of the story, it's the telling I can't figure out.
To start off with, HERE IS A BIT I CAN ACTUALLY CONSIDER COMPLETE even if I don't know it'll appear in the final draft of the story. (In fact it almost seems like with a bit of editing it could probably be its own thing as Tifa introspection.)
( Cloud tells her Aerith sent him a dream. It doesn't hurt. Not harshly. )
So that's that. And then, backtracking a bit, here is the odds and ends and I swear I just cannot write anything long.
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The point where it gets EVEN MESSIER TO READ because haha writing:
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IN CONCLUSION: I think I am pretty much going about this chapter all wrong and am just now contemplating doing the final chapter as a sort of round of sleeping scenes...especially since I for some reason want to write about Aerith in the Sleeping Forest on her own. Even though no one else is with her \o_o/ I have pretty much hit the wall for a while now on knowing what I want to do with this.
Kind of debating just posting the first chapter as its own standalone and leaving the rest, well, alone. I like the idea of the story, it's the telling I can't figure out.
To start off with, HERE IS A BIT I CAN ACTUALLY CONSIDER COMPLETE even if I don't know it'll appear in the final draft of the story. (In fact it almost seems like with a bit of editing it could probably be its own thing as Tifa introspection.)
( Cloud tells her Aerith sent him a dream. It doesn't hurt. Not harshly. )
So that's that. And then, backtracking a bit, here is the odds and ends and I swear I just cannot write anything long.
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The point where it gets EVEN MESSIER TO READ because haha writing:
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IN CONCLUSION: I think I am pretty much going about this chapter all wrong and am just now contemplating doing the final chapter as a sort of round of sleeping scenes...especially since I for some reason want to write about Aerith in the Sleeping Forest on her own. Even though no one else is with her \o_o/ I have pretty much hit the wall for a while now on knowing what I want to do with this.
Materia Shards (HAPPY BIRTHDAY CATERING \o/)
Also I'm sorry this is so late in the day as I never did quite figure out a coherent plot for a short story and in fact ended up changing my mind about one major detail very late in writing. (...Originally Yuffie was supposed to have not included a certain materia in the Wutai theft.)
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To Nibelheim of Hel's Domain
Cid had known for quite a while that Nibelheim was always going to be a hurt for Cloud and Tifa. This was his first time being in the village himself, but Yuffie had blabbed about AVALANCHE's drive-by of it to him years ago, back when Cloud had gone--shit, there wasn't a good word to describe it--he'd gone and handed the black materia to Sephiroth, then disappeared in the collapse of the crater. The little oddities that had been there all along and the big fucking neon signs of underlying weirdness had come to the forefront of everyone's mind and they'd all talked about Cloud. Even him, newest to the group as he was, he'd noticed some things. But he hadn't known about the cover-up job done on the past Cloud had claimed to have, that Tifa had been adamant they'd shared.
"So they said it was gone, and we get there and hel-lo! Totally there. And I was thinking yeesh, I know someone said fire--what, like a kitchen fire? Because nothing was missing. It looked like your perfectly ordinary yawn-and-put-it-on-a-postcard dinky town. But then we got further in, and...some of the things there..."
The fact that Yuffie had then started to go quiet had told Cid a lot more than a thousand of her babbled words would have, and certainly more than her faltering conclusion of "there was seriously bad mojo" had. ("No shit, you found Vincent there.") When even the loudmouthed brat was tiptoeing on a subject, you knew it was sensitive like a sunburn.
( This is really just me poking around with how Cloud, Cid and Vincent might interact as a group. In Nibelheim. It didn't get to the reactor. )
"So they said it was gone, and we get there and hel-lo! Totally there. And I was thinking yeesh, I know someone said fire--what, like a kitchen fire? Because nothing was missing. It looked like your perfectly ordinary yawn-and-put-it-on-a-postcard dinky town. But then we got further in, and...some of the things there..."
The fact that Yuffie had then started to go quiet had told Cid a lot more than a thousand of her babbled words would have, and certainly more than her faltering conclusion of "there was seriously bad mojo" had. ("No shit, you found Vincent there.") When even the loudmouthed brat was tiptoeing on a subject, you knew it was sensitive like a sunburn.
( This is really just me poking around with how Cloud, Cid and Vincent might interact as a group. In Nibelheim. It didn't get to the reactor. )
Take 2 (3...?) of Sleeping Arrangements: At Gongaga
The ending deviated from what I had first planned to do (which involved Cloud waking up to find Aerith by him, and them talking a bit before being surprised by a Touch Me with both bolting and/or being toad'd for a half-amused-half-exasperated Tifa to cart) buuut as that might have been too comedic I'm okay with changing that. I think this works better; I'll have to sit on it a bit and see if the mood still seems right.
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Sleeping Arrangements: At Gongaga (I am going to shove this off a cliff)
...Honestly, if it wasn't for the fact that the Cloud half is already written and I like the Cloud-half, I think I would scrap this and change my mind about the party at Gongaga (most likely to a party of Cloud/Aerith/someone besides Tifa to fit in a scene of Cloud and Aerith). As it is I'm mostly posting it because I want to say to myself "I DID WRITE IT" even if I skimped on the transition to Cloud's half and move on to another part.
There are bits of this I like, I should make that clear. But overall, I'm just not really happy with it for various reasons, including forgetting parts of plans (and then blanking on how to integrate them with what was already written) and remembering after having written this that the first part of Sleeping Arrangements ends on Tifa wondering if she could "one day" tell Aerith about why she worries about Cloud--this is only the second part. A bit odd there. It just...did not feel natural to write like other parts did. Clunky, likely because it's longer than any other one scene, and yet still hole-y in logic.
...Yeah I'm moving on to another part now. The "how much will the girls tell each other for things to still make sense" bugs me.
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There are bits of this I like, I should make that clear. But overall, I'm just not really happy with it for various reasons, including forgetting parts of plans (and then blanking on how to integrate them with what was already written) and remembering after having written this that the first part of Sleeping Arrangements ends on Tifa wondering if she could "one day" tell Aerith about why she worries about Cloud--this is only the second part. A bit odd there. It just...did not feel natural to write like other parts did. Clunky, likely because it's longer than any other one scene, and yet still hole-y in logic.
...Yeah I'm moving on to another part now. The "how much will the girls tell each other for things to still make sense" bugs me.
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FFVII - Sleeping Arrangements - Faltering Dreams 1/4
Finally finished this scene, which is supposed to be like part 1 of 4 for the "conclusion" of Sleeping Arrangements. ...Um, considering the length of other pieces so far, that might be a bit long for an ending--mostly keep thinking of it as one overall piece because even though it's four scenes, I wanted to focus on Tifa's POV and her fears to link things together as everything goes to pieces (...last scene has her being stabbed to go to the one who didn't die, yep).
Not sure if I'm quite on target with her fears here though, I admit I've had writer's block/similar frustration on this and various other projects for so long that I just SHOVED through it tonight. Also need to go back and figure out more scenes to flesh out the overall "Sleeping Arrangements" more, figure out the other half of Gongaga too (kind of want to do a silly one in Wutai or elsewhere; Yuffie sees how they keep sharing the bed and is like "HEY, I GET A TURN /shoves on to share the bed with Aerith" with the other two women all YUFFIE THE BED IS NOT THAT BIG)
Anyway! For now, onward.Someday I will work perfectly sequentially on a project, but it helps that this does pretty much adhere to canon until Tifa is stabbed.
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For once Tifa had a bed of her own.
Which meant, for once, she couldn't sleep, and had to conclude ruefully that Cait Sith's contacts were too good. The moment AVALANCHE had found out about the broken tram stranding them at the Gold Saucer, the cat robot had bounded off to inform the haunted hotel's employees they were staying the night. To the entirely exhausted party's fortune, there was a smaller crowd than usual--he'd been able to wheedle their way into three rooms, making it possible for everyone to have the rare treat of a separate bed.
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Not sure if I'm quite on target with her fears here though, I admit I've had writer's block/similar frustration on this and various other projects for so long that I just SHOVED through it tonight. Also need to go back and figure out more scenes to flesh out the overall "Sleeping Arrangements" more, figure out the other half of Gongaga too (kind of want to do a silly one in Wutai or elsewhere; Yuffie sees how they keep sharing the bed and is like "HEY, I GET A TURN /shoves on to share the bed with Aerith" with the other two women all YUFFIE THE BED IS NOT THAT BIG)
Anyway! For now, onward.
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For once Tifa had a bed of her own.
Which meant, for once, she couldn't sleep, and had to conclude ruefully that Cait Sith's contacts were too good. The moment AVALANCHE had found out about the broken tram stranding them at the Gold Saucer, the cat robot had bounded off to inform the haunted hotel's employees they were staying the night. To the entirely exhausted party's fortune, there was a smaller crowd than usual--he'd been able to wheedle their way into three rooms, making it possible for everyone to have the rare treat of a separate bed.
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FFVII - Sleeping Arrangements: At Gongaga (Cloud-half)
There's planned to be a part more for Tifa and Aerith, but I really wanted to write something just for Cloud too....though I got a bit sidetracked in this.
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Cloud rolled over in his sleep, and called out for Aerith.
They'd had to return to Gongaga--they'd found out something about Zack, and Aerith was desperate to tell his parents. He couldn't fault her eagerness. She cared about Zack...
Cloud wanted to tell Zack's parents, too. It wasn't that they had happy news to give. But it was still important news. At-peace news.
Rude and Reno were blocking the way again. Still shadowing them, and filling out their time with wasteful talk too. Cloud gestured for Aerith to get back and ready her materia, Barret and Tifa to come forward, Yuffie-- hang on. What were they all traveling together for? They should have split up.
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Cloud rolled over in his sleep, and called out for Aerith.
They'd had to return to Gongaga--they'd found out something about Zack, and Aerith was desperate to tell his parents. He couldn't fault her eagerness. She cared about Zack...
Cloud wanted to tell Zack's parents, too. It wasn't that they had happy news to give. But it was still important news. At-peace news.
Rude and Reno were blocking the way again. Still shadowing them, and filling out their time with wasteful talk too. Cloud gestured for Aerith to get back and ready her materia, Barret and Tifa to come forward, Yuffie-- hang on. What were they all traveling together for? They should have split up.
"Not your best move," said a high, clear voice. ( Read more... )