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Song: jungle - Emma Louise
me as a writer
I have survived the last week and a half! (Somehow). And I come bearing a snippet from a now completed, slightly-longer-than-it-was-supposed-to-be 'experimental oneshot'. I just need to edit the mess offline mode made of my document, but hopefully I'll get to share it soon. (People following the progress of the childhood friends fic will also be pleased to know that I've been working on that too.)
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With intent, Felice chucked the cardigan she was holding in her hands at Nils. He squawked and lifted his arms to protect himself, spilling water everywhere in the process. “What the fuck was that for?” he cried, shaking his wet hair out of his face and laying the glass down on the table. “Fuck’s sake, Felice. I’m all wet now.”
“You asked Simon?” she demanded, rounding the table and sitting down in the armchair opposite them.
Nils wiped his hands on his t-shirt and sent her a scathing look. Very used to Nils, Felice just glared back at him until he sighed. “Yes. I asked Simon. So what?”
“So what?” Felice’s voice went shrill and Wille felt like he might be missing something.
“Yeah,” Nils said. “So what.”
“So,” Felice said, slowly and deliberately. “Simon is off limits.”
Nils scoffed and leant back into the sofa again. “Not any more, he’s not. He got rid of the dead weight didn’t he? Free as a bird. And therefore back on the table.”
“Nils,” Felice said, her tone warning. And then, for some reason, her eyes very pointedly moved to Wille and back to Nils. “That wasn’t why he was off limits.”
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Oh this is so cool thank you!!
1 I used to own stick bugs
2 I've never had spareribs before
3 I can tie a knot with my tongue (I did it like, twice once so I can basically do it forever now. That's totally how it works)
Please tell me I'm not the only one who has to re-read the last chapter of my fic before writing the next one. I straight-up almost forgot the existence of an entire character :'). Would be a little bit embarrassing.
Hands down I think this might be my favorite one so far.
(yes I reused a few of my animations, fight me on it)
when you don’t know what to draw…
S3 is written like the writers were playing Episode with no diamonds.
Really wish we could’ve seen more moments like this in S3 🥲🤚🏻.
Originally wanted to post this on Wilmon day, but then I very much forgot I was working on it.