I Did This For Twt

I did this for twt

But I think is useful here too. Please remember that I'm an extroverted person, so I would love to talk about anything from here! ♥

(Still working on this project)

Art made by Emily.kreideprinz

forgot to re blog here!

Happy Birthday, Sunny Gurlukovna-Emmerich

A new chapter of "Only Clovers" has been uploaded.

I Know is a little bit late for the SundaySnippet, but I really want to talk about the things I'm doing. I was tagged by @fangbangerghoul and I really want to say that I love to see your work and when you tag me! As always, if you want to tag me in something, please feel free to do it!♥

In regards of writing matters; I'm making a full investigation about word politics and tensions in 2017, for the next TEC chapter. I discarded my old draft (from February 2023) but keeping some ideas I need for the plot, so making this chapter will take me more time than I thought. For Sapphire Hearted, I need to end the Idea, but I have a draft already ♥. Can spoiler that a friend's oc will be mentioned, but I have to send the draft first, to know if this person agrees. if isn't, I will change the character's name.

And for The Bad Ending, I want to share a new Snippet:

" It was when I lifted my gaze and could dazzle at Hal's reddened face, battling his demons. And now that I have seen that scene in my mind over and over again, I understand more things that I did not perceive at that moment.

- Arisen…

His weak, trembling, and pathetic voice.

How wrong I was…

- You were too slow, Hal.

- Damn it.

I saw him clench his hands; a smirk on my face was my response.

- You have no salvation. When will the day come when you tell her the truth?

His sepulchral silence outside, his mental struggle, noisy like a waterfall.

- I can't believe it. She had literally offered herself to me…

I opened my eyes, incredulous.

And Meryl's one too.

After so long, he openly accepted it.

- It was about time, Hal. How long will you wait? - I incited.

- And what the hell do you expect me to do, Snake? -he growled- I'm a pawn! Do you intend to be the one to explain to me what the hell I'm feeling? Because if so, here I am!

I stood up, lunging in anger against him, letting him see how big and imposing I was against his delicate nature.

- You have no salvation, Hal. I suggest you take the opportunity when you can. Because the next time she asks, I'll say yes, my friend…

It was necessary. It was imperative to press and distress him to act, but it does not free me from the guilt of not doing it sooner. Things would have been so different…

- Don't you dare… Snake… She doesn't belong to you.

A crude and hard laugh, belittling his character, seeking to distress him.

- Then do something, damn it! Tie up those pants you wear and do something!

- You have never understood anything with your muscle head! How her presence is so pleasant and intoxicating to my being! How my heart and mind wander in the uncertainty of desire and duty!

- Prove it. Leave me speechless and show me how wrong I am, Hal. Do you think it's mere coincidence that she has three sentient and willing pawns? Have you never questioned it? Or is that as far as the intelligence you claim to have goes?

Now I see your face, Arisen. Have you understood the reason for my monologue? In that split second, I had the answer, without giving the weight it deserved.

Neither Hal, nor Meryl, nor myself. We were not normal. Willpower, empathy, and audacity were a common denominator.

He gritted his teeth, showing the fire in his eyes.

- How you enjoy this, don't you? Leaving me in shame…

- Come on, Hal. You are so damn shy. The tent is on the other side… Or do you want me to play the role of the one who regrets it and take the place that you say it belongs to you?

- Over my dead body… Snake. Just watch me.

At that moment, the embers burned as much as now, Arisen. His legs were rigid trunks that raised a trail of dust in their wake. Meryl and I exchanged looks, sharing a conspiratorial smile. Her red hair shone with the yellow light from the campfire.

- Do you really think he'll make it?

- I don't know, Meryl. But one thing is certain: the night won't be boring…

And it was obviously the truth: an open field, a delicate fabric tent. Even the slightest sound would be heard by us.

- Do you want to bet? - she asked.

- Only if you want to lose, Meryl.

We bet 10,000 crystalsrift. The interest in knowing how this would resolve demanded that we keep our lips sealed…

Hal's long fingers moved the improvised fabric door: she was on the ground, with her back to the entrance.

I have good memories of our camping trips.

She liked to sleep with all of us together, just as you can see puppies huddled together in search of warmth.

It had something that was endearing and charming. The one who was always most attached to her was Hal, of course.

With the night movement, more than once, Meryl or I ended up snuggled next to her. And it was not a matter of importance, it was so natural for all of us that no one questioned anything.

So I presume that he must have lain down behind her, snuggling close."

Silly