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Hey! I’m gay, it’s Christmas, I’m writing gay Christmas fic. Working on cranking out a fic for Happiest Season that was going to be a long oneshot, then a nice little 2 chapter, and has settled on becoming an 8 chapter fic.

If you enjoy a little slow burn, a lot of emotional processing, and were interested in the possibility of a story you thought was about a couple trying to survive one terrible Christmas actually being the story of how a different couple falls together well, perhaps I can interest you in my lil fic.  

Read the fic here on AO3!

Summary:

A: It really was maybe the only redeeming point, getting to kick it with you. Thanks for helping me out.

A: I would like to point out though that we are in fact...talking right now. Oh shit, the wonders of technology! We don’t actually have to miss talking to each other if we don't feel like it, do we?”

Right away, she gets a response message agreeing: No, we don’t.

//

Abby walks out on Christmas Eve and rides with John back to Pittsburgh, but the things that happened this wild past handful of days don't disappear. If anything, they stay with her weeks, months, a year and more later. But they soften, grow, change shape; they shift her life in more ways than she could have anticipated.

Texts from Riley are waiting on her phone when she and John walk back into her and Harper's apartment. She texts Riley back and then they just never stop texting.

Aisle 6 Remix

Fic summary:

I feel like….someone’s watching me. Eve looks up from the two flimsy boxes in her hands (microwave stroganoff and frozen gluten-free shepherd’s pie) to see that someone was indeed looking intensely her way. A woman stands a few feet away, cart halted, staring right at her. Young, sickly pale, hair in disarray, clung sweaty to her forehead.

Eve figures she should probably address this situation.

|| One overthinking gay’s remix of the best queer spy vs spy romance on film, if bits of Season 1 were smushed with bits of Season 2 and it all started with a meetcute in a grocery aisle.

Chapter 02: Carefully practiced vulnerability

|| Tips for making a new friend: try having a light conversation to get to know each other over a shared snack.

Click here or on the header above to give it a read!

Hello from me, the writer:

Hellooo who else is gay and horny for weird?? [Spoiler warning: come back here after you’ve read the chap, I’m gonna talk about it]

Eve Polastri understands you, because she’s thirsty for a stranger’s stab hole. And Villanelle also understands you because is thirsty for Eve being thirsty for stabs. Their brain cell truly is away on holiday.

I enjoyed writing this chapter a lot since these Eve, V, and all the rest of us get to chill for one second and a indulge in some conversation. Also I like switching around the POV between two unreliable narrators. I’m always interested in what characterization you can pick up on through someone’s narrative perspective. 

Lasagna-for-one man from the grocery aisle is Julian, yeah. Oksana and Eve’s ships in the night moment in Nice and Neat was a perfect beautiful gut-punch. I wouldn’t trade away that so-tired lingering stare at Eve striding savior-like, fucking near godly, fucking dream-esque slow-motion towards the hell house Oksana just escaped, just ONE moment too late for them to be together again. In that moment at least she knows clever, determined, mutually obsessed Eve came for her after all.

But yea I’m not beholden to writing what’s good for the show so fuck it! This one episode and this one moment are what I latched onto and what made me decide to explore “hey, what if it wasn’t Julian who Villanelle saw in that store, what if it was Eve? What if it was Eve, who she saw for the first time in that aisle?” I’m not even close to above daydreaming about Eve and V getting to hang out domestically in Eve’s house, not even a little. I’m so gay for domesticity and slice-of-life and my being yearns for it.

Had kind of a dickens of a time trying to problem solve the issue of V’s false backstory here. She told Eve she couldn’t involve authorities, she showed up with an obvious wound, she doesn’t have friends or anyone around to turn to. Maybe the lies she gives here still wouldn’t convince someone with a better sense of self-preservation, but we’ll see how Eve feels about it. Hopefully you all find her made up story acceptable for the fic at least.

Previous chapters:

Ch 01 | Knife me, rob me, creep up in my sleep

Made this guy from stuff around my cubicle as a side project to give me something to do with my hands when taking a break from staring at screens all day at work. 

How many white people will there be?

In our selkie otome you mean? Hm well pretty much all the characters you’d interact with have been posted so that’s about it. I’d say the Storyteller is white. You could possibly read the Seamstress as white but I didn’t decide she was? We didn’t really situate our game in a specific real world or historical context so racially they’re a little ambiguous. I mean Teen Alchemist’s fam’s got purple eyes which isn’t exactly grounded in anything. I’m not quite sure what you were looking for in this ask so if you want to know something else more specific let me know.

Today was cool! And terrible.

Today was cool: 

Hey again! I still live. Still working on getting my work/life/etc balance in order, sorry I haven't been posting much at all for a while. Recently apartment hunting's been thrown into that mix, so. Someday I will be on top of my shit. Someday.. 

Got news today that tomorrow I'll be put onto my first instructional design interaction prototyping assignment! For Google?? I'M SCARED AND EXCITED. I'M HEAVY BREATHING CAT REACTION IMAGE. I'm real stoked to try my hand at it and it's awesome I'm being shifted towards more instructional design stuff in addition to the scripting, QA, and revisions I normally do. I also was part of some client conference calls this week and that was cool. I like my job a lot and I'm horribly fond of my co-workers. Today an email/im highfive chain made its rounds in our studio. I got a couple ims that just said "/highfive!" followed by an im instructing me that my new top priority was to send Tim an email with the subject "/highfive!" and paste this image into the body. Basically, I work with a bunch of kawaii as hell nerds. 

To people who follow me for game/otome stuff, azaraih and I have been getting pumped to work on the selkie game again, and I know tiny-shout's been doing some writing for Prince route on and off. 

There appear to be some new folks here who seem to maybe have been lead here by AFA? Hello? Haha welcome. Uh, like I said and as you can see, I haven't been posting much. Thanks for checking me out though! :]

Uh, sad stuff under the cut. Not related to anything else I said here, but..

Today was terrible:

Well, in the middle of writing this post I found out an amazing professor I had, Adrianne Wadewitz, has died. Prof. Wadewitz was such an awesome person that I honestly just don't even know how to believe that she's gone. She was seriously fucking cool, and brilliant, and nice. And I really don't know what to say, but this news is just...so incredibly awful that I felt it'd be somehow...really strange to post about cool things that happened to me today without mentioning this truly terrible thing that happened. So if you'd like to learn a little about (and maybe in some small way honor?) an incredibly smart and cool woman who did great things with digital and literary scholarship, and for whom I once helped build a rad website about the New England Primer, this was Adrianne Wadewitz. 

@azaraih and I are back on our bullshit, and by bullshit I mean having a good time making games together again. Been a while since we’ve posted about game making! 

Currently, we’re trying to make the smallest possible VN that still feels personally interesting for us to work on, and basically it’s turned into Awkward Lunch Conversations: The Game. Here are some sprites I’ve been making for one of the characters you can interact with in the game. Unnamed at the moment, but non-binary with they/them pronouns.

I’ll talk about the game more soon, but pretty much my thought process was “What are VNs great at? Character interactions like conversations. What’s a super small, limited character interaction you could do? Having lunch with one other person. How can I make this more interesting for me? What if you don’t actually remember who you’re meeting for lunch, and why.” And that’s pretty much how our game started. Current title is Lunch with J. 

Thanks for reading!

Mostly been drawing skeleton friends for anatomy studies lately but keeping sane with colorful messy sketches of my characters. Noodling around with this fella's floppy hair.

Aisle 6 Remix 

Fic summary:

I feel like….someone’s watching me. Eve looks up from the two flimsy boxes in her hands (microwave stroganoff and frozen gluten-free shepherd’s pie) to see that someone was indeed looking intensely her way. A woman stands a few feet away, cart halted, staring right at her. Young, sickly pale, hair in disarray, clung sweaty to her forehead.

Eve figures she should probably address this situation.

|| One overthinking gay's remix of the best queer spy vs spy romance on film, if bits of Season 1 were smushed with bits of Season 2 and it all started with a meetcute in a grocery aisle.

Chapter 01: Knife me, rob me, creep up in my sleep

|| In this universe, here's where it begins. It's a good thing Eve's a terrible cook.

Click here or on the header above to give it a read! 

Hello from me, the writer:

Hey! It’s 2k19 and fuck it I’m finally writing fanfic. It’s bananas I haven’t before but I feel good that a show as completely slick, smart, sexy, and super fucking gay as Killing Eve was the one to pull me in finally. 

Here’s Fic #1, Ch 1 for me. I had this thought after 2.02 dropped, kept thinking about it, thought it had potential and eventually decided to think it into existence.

And yeah, I’m a very extra gay who enjoys making little graphics so I did decide on a whim to make chapter graphics. I hope someone enjoys this but if not who am I kidding I did it for me. The plan’s to hopefully do it every chapter.

The feedback I’ve received so far has been so positive and kind, I’m super happy about it?? Thank you to everyone who gives it a read! Please feel free to hit me up here or in the comments if you’ve got anything you’d like to say or ask.

Plenty chapters ahead, the next to come Monday <3 

Filled a lil 144 pg sketchbook in one week. I wanted to try pumping out a bigger volume of drawings than I usually do in a short amount of time, without worrying about quality or what I was drawing. It ended up being all OCs, hands, shoes, and fashion sketches I guess? I hadn't done something like this before so it was interesting. Trying to embrace the whole sucking and struggling and powering on part of trying to really, earnestly get better for the first time now. Gonna try something else next week.

I’m enjoying aisle 6 remix.

Thank you so much anon! I'm enjoying writing it so far :]