they am both

ur-cute-so-i  asked:

No seriously- how do you write in such a good voice for your discworld stuff?? it really feels like Terry but still with your spin on it and I love it so much

I never knew I wrote like Terry until I wrote my first Discworld fic (The Long Night) after his death, sobbing into my keyboard, and posted it as a thank you and good bye, at which point people started telling me there’s a Terry-ness to the way I write and I’m compelled to start sobbing every time they do because it’s an incredible form of praise which I am both humbled by and undeserving of. It feels like your dad stapling your crayola scribbles on the same wall as the Mona Lisa.

But thank you, I am glad that you like my writing style. I work very hard to make it as light and warm heartedly engaging as possible wherever I can. 

It makes the heartbreak I like to inflict so much more visceral :p 

I suppose I just like people and I like writing about them. I’m shit at plot and worldbuilding, but give me a human emotion and depth to explore and I’ll dive in any day and I’ll explore it seven different ways from Sunday till the cows come home.

Halcyon Days

For @tmntflashfic’s wonderful Spring prompt, a fic that is sort of a sequel to my ‘April-joins-the-Foot-clan-post-season-4′ fic, but can be read as a standalone.

Have some soft family fluff and mutual grieving between the murder lady trifecta and the four chaos brothers + Casey. Main focus is on Karai and Leo, enjoy them being adults and (mostly) stable individuals together.


Karai leans her head back against her seat, idly watching the country side rush past her window. She blinks slowly, eyes feeling tired from the abrupt time change she’s experienced coming back to America. The sounds of April and Shinigami in the front seats chatting quietly further soothes her nerves, because their familiar voices have long since become staples in her life, and she can always depend on them to anchor her.

Karai feels their car turn, and shifts her weight as they begin the journey up the farm house driveway. April’s voice picks up a note of excitement, and Karai smiles to herself at the red head’s eagerness to see the other half of their family.

As they keep driving, Karai sees the car following them suddenly stop and then park in the middle of the road. It’s one of four in the area, with three or two Foot soldiers in each. Extra protection, just to ensure they aren’t interrupted during the celebration.

Karai’s men and women are good soldiers, now that they’ve served a solid ten years under her reign as clan leader. She made sure that none of them were anything less than perfect, and knows she can trust her chosen subordinates to guard the perimeter. She can let go of her constant vigilance, at least for tonight.

Karai eases the last of her leaderly stress from her mind, and finds herself grinning as the farm house comes into view at last. Just a fourteen hour flight from Japan, and then four hour drive from New York, and they’re finally here.

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Gracia Hughes’ Quiche

I am both excited for and dreading the live action Fullmetal Alchemist movie. While we get the see the boys in all their disproportionately-sized fury and ass-kicking, we may also see Hughes die again. 

How many times must we witness this. 

At least he was allowed to experience Gracia’s tasty quiche before death. Recipe is below the cut.

-MJ &K

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Triple collab with @mangaken and @chora-art !!♡

ALRIGHT LOL took me a while to post this but yeah heres a ‘switch’ collab we did a few days ago! We somehow made it so that the theme was pairings HAHA