|| 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.
|| Villanelle is nosy, judgmental, and incapable of ever just catching a break.
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[Spoiler warning: come back here after you’ve read the chap, I’m gonna talk about it]
This chapter ended up being my longest so far. I hope you enjoyed it! I don’t expect the word count to keep growing higher and higher every chapter. I kind of try to keep them on the shorter side really, so I know I’ve given the chapter a point, but I plan to just kind of feel out what seems right on a case by case basis. This chapter had a lot of beats, a lot of things I wanted to accomplish, and then they all expanded as I fleshed things out with the actual writing.
I don’t really know if I’d say the writing in this fic is ~my writing style~ because I’m comfortable writing so many different things - a million papers in college for my English degree, cover letters for jobs, internships, projects, instructional writing on a hundred completely different types of industries for work, editing anything other people write, working on my and my partner’s original stories.
But this is my first time writing any fanfiction at all. And this is how it started out, and this is the cadence, tone, stacks on stacks of clauses, etc that I’m just rolling with I guess. I hope it’s working for you.
In this chapter, we’re back in Villanelle’s head. I’m still exploring what my characterization of her will be like, but I’m trying for some balance so far. It’s so strange to me writing an AU for Killing Eve. It’s done so much good in canon, there’s so much there, that it seems almost a waste, almost silly, to drag these two to an alternate universe. When I try to do it, I mean. I read and enjoy lots of Killing Eve AUs, but can get self conscious about mine.
It’s an interesting exercise trying to build the connection, the dynamic between these two up from scratch. I selectively work a lot from canon into A6R, but I shift it, stick it under a different lens, prod at it with “well, what if this time…” There’s not that excellent, incredibly rich established trajectory for me to build from. I have to earn it some other way, which I’m still figuring it out.
It’s fun though, moving them along steps at a time. This chapter tries to move us several steps on several different tracts at once and hopefully future me will make good on it lol. There’s a lot at play. Villanelle is focused on herself still, but Eve sort of interests her. But this Eve doesn’t know her, isn’t heading a task force just to seek out her. She didn’t see Eve in a bathroom and ruin her life over it.
They’ve gone straight to co-habiting, without any of the obsession, pain, conviction, doubt, chase we love them for. So we’re along for their little adventure of learning each other, watching them each be surprisingly correct and incredibly wrong about the other. While also doing dumb domestic shit like eating bad eggs. If you want good scrambled eggs by the way, try Gordon Ramsey’s technique; it’s on Youtube.
If you read these behind-the-scenes rambles of mine, you’re the real star here. Thank you and Queer Jesus bless you. Please talk to me, love me some talkin bout stuff. And if you like the fic, share it with a buddy :]
Ch 01 | Knife me, rob me, creep up in my sleep
Ch 02 | Carefully practiced vulnerability
Ch 03 | More of a tectonic movement
So this is, oddly enough, an insight into the weird shenanigans I get up to at work. It started when Edmond imed me to ask if I had any Hostess Ho Hos at my desk. Explanation of convoluted work shenanigans under the cut.
I said no, and that since I had no car it would probably take me a while to walk to a store to get some Ho Hos. He asked me if I thought we could trick Ellen into getting some and I said, possibly. He suggested I fake a coma, and then they'd find a note in my jacket saying they needed to feed me Ho Hos to revive me. I said I wasn't confident in my ability to convincingly fake a coma. Edmond said he'd do it, but he'd already done it twice so it would be suspicious. I suggested he fake the coma and I pretend to be a doctor to legitimize his medical need for Ho Hos. So we did that.
This whole Ho Hos thing inspired a pretty long email thread too, but I won't really get into that. At one point though, Ellen joked that we'd eat Ho Hos at our bi-weekly instructional designer jam session this week while Edmond would be out of office. Edmond told us adamantly not to eat Ho Hos without him.
We probably wouldn't have eaten Ho Hos without him, except that the next day, Ellen discovered a pack's worth of peeps hidden around her cubicle, including drowned in her water bottle. (The peeps are a whole nother Thing I won't even explain.)
A little revenge was, thus, in order. In addition to relocating the peeps to hiding spots around Edmond's cubicle (including the rescued drowned peep, now placed in a bowl and perturbingly still soggy a day later), we decided to eat Ho Hos at the jam session while Edmond was gone.
And of course, if you're trying to make someone envious of your Ho Hos, they've gotta be damn magnificent. So we decided to try for some fancy plating. Ellen provided the Ho Hos (we've actually got an extra pack to give Edmond - after he sees the photos of these ones) and the little plate. I brought in the Torani sauce, glitter, and carved the strawberry roses.
tldr; my co-workers and I get kind of ridiculous and now I have gained the useful life skill of knowing how to carve strawberry roses.
My entry for the Homestuck Design Contest over on welovefine! If you like the design, please go rate it here! Ratings/reblogs/spreading the word is all appreciated :] There are a ton of entries so check all of them out!
I had fun doing this. Thanks for having a look!
Tried a process I hadn’t really tried before. Had to rush since it was a last minute submission to the art wall at work, but I’m glad I did it :] Now I get to see it in the hall at work and in about a year I’ll get it back with a rad free custom frame. Hooray!
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.
Been drawing @azaraih's space gays feelin bummed and havin anxiety a lot lately ✌️🚀✨ Characters from @alectrona-series
Back to sketches of @azaraih's characters! Instead of space rom, this time from a hella old fantasy horror story that's evolved a lot over time. Revenge gods drama, weird ghosts, estranged siblings, pilgrimages. Fun stuff. Not yet a comic you can read but I'm excited for whenever it becomes one.
At last night's Glitch Immersion workshop, we each rolled a D20 to generate a game pitch for us to sketch quick concepts for. I rolled: fast + dark + Street Fighter. Went for literal dark w/cave stages that darken over time during a round. Attacks landing briefly light up the cave. If the round times out and there's no victor, the stage goes black and the weird beast lurking in the background emerges to chomp ya.
We're very serious game makers. Look at our potato buttons. Look at our idk shell.
Well, this is what my in progress games usually look like… It takes a while to make all the imagebuttons for the actual game, so I usually have placeholders that are textbuttons or… potatoes. The potatoes are actually the save/load/options/quit buttons, so it’s kind of hard to tell which is which right now haha.
Anyway, this is kind of what it’ll look like when you’re exploring the island. There’ll be actual arrow buttons to click on to go to different areas instead of the textbuttons in the top left, and the day/time info will probably be in the right corner I think? And the background will be different depending on the weather instead of just having text that tells you the weather.
But yeah, since this is the beach, I made a thing where you can pick up shells! Each time it’s a new day or night, it generates a few random shells for you to pick up. You can take them to a shop in town and sell them. There’ll be about 10 different kinds and some are more rare than others.
I want to work on this game more! I’m trying to go through the parts of it I made in November and fix/improve some things. I should get back into writing the fisherman route too…
Man, yesterday I was at the mall and stopped by the disney store to check out Frozen merch cause I am too far gone, I am too invested now and there was a ton of Kristoff stuff and a bunch of Anna but Elsa was noticeably absent and I realized it's cause her stuff's sold out? I found it like, RIDICULOUSLY ENDEARING seeing how popular she is like omg buddy people really like you did you know that? You aren't alone anymore ;__; You have friends and you're making hella bank I'm so proud of you
shipping the tragic betrayed ladies of literature with each other
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