Some Casual Character Asks

Some casual character asks

There’s probably some with similar questions out there, but I decided to write up my own anyway. Since I won’t be able to take screenshots until I can fix reshade, I think this could be a fun to pass the time.

Send me a character and a number and I’ll tell you a lil something about my characters!

How old are they?

How tall are they?

What’s their zodiac sign?

What’s their favourite activity on a rainy day?

What’s their favourite colour?

What is/was their best subject in school? What was their favorite?

What are their hobbies?

What’s their favourite dessert?

A song they like? (or a band, or a type of music)

If they were a dog breed, which one would they be?

What’s their biggest pet peeve?

How do they act when they have a crush?

What Hogwarts house would they be sorted into?

What’s the pettiest thing they’ve ever done?

How are they like when they cook?

What would they do for the birthday of someone important to them?

Their idea of a perfect date?

Are they right handed or left handed?

Are they more of a dog or a cat person?

What was their Halloween costume last year?

What was their favorite show growing up?

Do they have any tattoos? if not, what would they liked to get tattooed, if anything?

Do they believe in the supernatural?

Do they like cheesy romantic novels/movies/shows?

Do they prefer coffee or tea?

Any special talent of theirs?

Something that they’re really passionate about?

A secret of theirs?

Do they have any aesthetic that they really like?

A funny story they like to tell?

Something they’re really proud of?

A description of their relationship with other character?

If they’re a story character, a lil vague spoiler?

A random fact?

Free space! Ask whatever you’d like to know

I feel this in my soul

October Prompt Day 16 - flying kites

Wow, would you look at that, another short story inspired by the amazing @creativepromptsforwriting . This one was too sweet to share. It’s set in the family au, where half of @pagesofcursive and my characters are adults, and the other half are kids fostered by said adults. Enjoy the fluff!

wc: 890

Summary: Kite shenanigans on a beautiful afternoon

“Just reel it out,” Juni coached, one of her hands holding the edge of the kite controls, the other hovering over Violetta’s as the kid slowly unspooled the rope. “That’s it, you’ve got it!” The words of encouragement drew out a joyful smile from Violetta, and the pair grinned up at the bedazzled purple kite together. 

A few paces away, another duo was having a little more trouble. “Not quite,” Bella corrected, her voice strained as she corrected Tora’s grip and the angle of the kite control. “Remember, you need to take the wind speed and angle into account.” 

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I love books where the majority of the story is just group bonding.

like; stargazing, driving around, laughing over pizza, burying a nightmare creature, baking pie, building a cardboard town, cleaning out a room, murdering your Latin teacher, solving puzzles, going to church, telling stories, flying a toy plane, sacrificing yourself to the forest while your friends look on in horror, playing chess, watching trashy tv shows…

Why would you do something like this

eli’s career

if you hear the sound of snapping, it’s just my own heart, it’s ok, nothing to see here.

From Chapter 27, not yet titled:

But what Ambrose had said about adventuring had gotten trapped in Eli’s mind after the picnic, and he had been meeting with adventurers ever since. They had been happy to discuss their trade, as most adventurers were, but they all spouted similar advice—don’t start off in the city. This place was for the veterans, the ones hired to take on alcedons and traverse across Titan’s Nails. The ones bards wrote songs and plays about. New adventurers were better off starting in smaller villages, gaining experience with wood dragons and other common pests. And there were plenty of nearby villages that could accommodate, of course—but if he wanted to be an adventurer, he’d have to leave the Scar. He’d have to leave Rosemond Street, leave the other merchants…

Eli looked over at the Griffin’s Claw, where Ambrose was dusting potion bottles and smiling to himself.

He’d have to leave Ambrose.