I was absent for waaaaaaaaay too long bc of my art block and I’m very sorry for that. I’m trying to get back on track, but it will took some time and a lot of effort to do so. So I’m apologising in advance for the quality of my works. I’m trying my best🥺
It’s short. It’s sweet. I’m trying to write again, and by God I’m gonna do it lmao. no warnings.
Soft classical music played over your wide kitchen. It accentuated each spin and turn you took to make dinner—not a very careful meal, being pasta, but still precise nonetheless. Music made the craft of food far less of a bore, especially when one could dance without prying, judging eyes.
Your house, family pictures on every wall, threadbare blankets thrown over couches, light paint colors, wide windows for the hot Florida sun to blow in, was empty, somehow. Jolyne was out shopping with Anasui and Emporio, and Jotaro had yet to come home from work.
A quick glance at the clock, however, and he should be home any time now.
Finger dipped into the pot, you tasted your tomato sauce—delicious.
Half-way through chopping up lettuce for the meal’s side salads, metal clacked against metal outside the front door, then, a soft sigh, followed by a low good grief.
All telltale signs of Jotaro’s appearance.
The door swung open in a wide arc—hinges creaking like they had for the past ten years—and light casted against the kitchen counter.
“I’m home,” Jotaro said in a low, tired rumble, keys jingling as he went through the motions of slipping off his boots.
“Welcome home, darling.”
Heavy footsteps echoed through the hardwood which sent vibrations up your socked feet. His steps were relaxed, loose. It took a while of convincing, and more than a few sessions of, at first, reluctant therapy, but Jotaro finally allowed himself the peace of being safe at home.
It made you smile. Like usual.
“What are you making?” Fabric rustled as he presumably shrugged off his heavy coat. “It smells good.”
“Just some pasta and a bit of salad.”
Softly, he hummed before stepping into the kitchen. You turned away from the lettuce to face him, palms braced on the counter beside you.
Exhaustion framed his features. Shoulders slouched ever so slightly, he tried to relax his expression towards you into something more pleasant, yet evidently failed.
“You look tired, rough day?”
He chuckled. It was mirthless. “Nothing different than usual.”
Although, the usual was a crowd of relentless college students who rather do a multitude of activities than finish anything he assigned them. Which, you could understand both his frustration and his students’ apprehension. From what you’ve seen, Jotaro held no mercy with grading.
“Why don’t you take it easy then, hm? Go relax.”
His eyebrows furrowed, azure eyes rimmed with sodium yellow lighting from above. They were pretty, even more so with the visible flecks of green scattered about his irises. “Are you sure? I just got home.”
“Once I finish dinner,” you swept out a hand, “I’m knocking out on the couch. Jolyne’s out with the boys, and I don’t feel inclined to do anything productive.”
That earned you a chuckle, and warmth flooded up your spine.
He took a few steps forward, then bent and pressed a soft kiss against your cheek. “Thank you.”
I combined my 2 beloved men in one. Sorry for the shitty art, I was in rush and didn’t have much time to work on a better pose, angle and so on. But still wanted to wish y'all Happy Halloween! (even tho i’m a bit late)
Unstable: 2/8 (Human!Connor RK800 x Android!Reader)
Summary/Prompt: The seven times Detective Connor Anderson caused your systems to error, and the one time he didn’t.
Warnings: Cursing.
Word Count: 1.6k+
Notes: Enjoy!
Connor’s apartment intrigued you.
After CyberLife assigned you to Connor, you skimmed his lengthy file on the car ride. He was the youngest detective in Detroit as of the current year. His father was Lieutenant Hank Anderson, who preferred to drink and arrive late to the office rather than focus all efforts on important cases. That included receiving multiple disciplinary actions in recent years. Connor had a clean record, filled with his debuts as a young officer and the many cases he solved with his own hands.
Unstable: 1/8 (Human!Connor RK800 x Android!Reader)
Summary/Prompt: The seven times Detective Connor Anderson caused your systems to error, and the one time he didn’t.
Warnings: Cursing.
Word Count: 1.8k+
Notes: I will update once a week. Please enjoy! Jojo’s content comes shortly ;)
You weren’t used to riding shotgun.
If you had to ride in a car, forced by either a CyberLife employee or by your own will via a cybernetic request, you sat in the second row. Spine straight against the expensive leather upholstery and stitching. Legs cramped where they curled in CyberLife-mandated slacks.
But as long as Detective Connor Anderson stayed your partner, he made you sit in the passenger seat, and had since the first day where he ripped the door open to his 2020 black Camaro, demanding you “sit your ass down”.
Though, there were some… unprecedented cons to riding beside him.
1. Favorite place to write.
2. Favorite part of writing.
3. Least favorite part of writing.
4. Do you have writing habits or rituals?
5. Books or authors that influenced your style the most.
6. Favorite character you ever created.
7. Favorite author.
8. Favorite trope to write.
9. Least favorite trope to write.
10. Pick a writer to co-write a book with and tell us what you’d write about.
11. Describe your writing process from scratch to finish.
12. How do you deal with self-doubts?
13. How do you deal with writers block?
14. What’s the most research you ever put into a book?
15. Where does your inspiration come from?
16. Where do you take your motivation from?
17. On avarage, how much writing do you get done in a day?
18. What’s your revision or rewriting process like?
19. First line of a WIP you’re working on.
20. Post a snippet of a WIP you’re working on.
21. Post the last sentence you wrote in one of your WIP’s.
22. How many drafts do you need until you’re satisfied and a project is ultimately done for you?
23. Single or multi POV, and why?
24. Poetry or prose, and why?
25. Linear or non-linear, and why?
26. Standalone or series, and why?
27. Do you share rough drafts or do you wait until it’s all polished? 28. And who do you share them with?
29. Who do you write for?
30. Favorite line you’ve ever written.
31. Hardest character to write.
32. Easiest character to write.
33. Do you listen to music when you’re writing?
34. Handwritten notes or typed notes?
35. Tell some backstory details about one of your characters in your story ________.
36. A spoiler for story _________.
37. Most inspirational quote you’ve ever read or heard that’s still important to you.
38. Have you shared your outline of your story ________ with someone? If so, what did they think of it?
39. Do you base your characters of real people or not? If so, tell us about one.
40. Original Fiction or Fanfiction, and why?
41. How many stories do you work on at one time?
42. How do you figure out your characters looks, personality, etc.
43. Are you an avid reader?
44. Best piece of feedback you’ve ever gotten.
45. Worst piece of feedback you’ve ever gotten.
46. What would your story _______ look like as a tv show or movie?
47. Do you start with characters or plot when working on a new story?
48. Favorite genre to write in.
49. What do you find the hardest to write in a story, the beginning, the middle or the end?
50. Weirdest story idea you’ve ever had.
51. Describe the aesthetic of your story _______ in 5 sentences or words.
52. How did writing change you?
53. What does writing mean to you?
54. Any writing advice you want to share?
