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Writing is like watching a dumpster fire. Except you are the dumpster. And the fire. And the raccont trying to escape it.

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"Shadow Between The Leaves"

Part 1 of ? (772 words)

So funnily enough this isn't even a character I made specifically for Naruto. Nox is an original character for my fantasy story that I recently started working on. And since I've been reading Naruto fanfic lately my brain was like what if Kakashi adopted Nox as a kid and now you all get a fic about it 🤣 well at least the start of the fic about it haha hope you guys enjoy!

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P.O.V: Nox

“It’s been almost three years since I’ve been a Jonin about the same time that I was a Genin before taking the jonin test. I’m ready to become ANBU.”

“I’ve been ANBU longer than you’ve been alive and trust me you’re not ready. Most Jonin don’t become ANBU and serve Konoha in other ways do you think you’re so special that you can’t do the same.”

Nox flinched at his dad’s harsh tone, unused to the acid lacing his words.

“I care about Konoha first above all else and that is why I want to do this. I know that I can do more for Konoha than I have been so why are you standing in my way,” Nox said, stepping forward thoughtlessly, Kakashi not moving an inch.

He had hoped that if his dad saw how serious he was about this that maybe he would finally understand and allow him to follow through with the test. Nox had never paid much attention to the academy, not since he graduated a long time ago. But when he heard murmurs about the end of the school year and a new host of Genin surely eager to become Chuunin, he was reminded that it had been another year that he was still stuck as Junin.

Yet by the hard look in his dad’s eyes Nox could tell that the conversation was over, at least to his father, and it would be no use pushing any further.

“I’m late for a meeting with the Hokage, this conversation is over. If you’re so desperate to help Konoha then visit the mission desk I’m sure they’ll have something to keep you busy.”

With that and a few quick hand signs his dad had disappeared.

Nox desperately wanted to destroy something in his frustration but he knew his father would just use that as another excuse as to why he wasn’t ready. Instead he breathed in deeply, counting the seconds until he slowly let the air back out.

If his dad still thought he wasn’t ready Nox would prove to him without a shadow of a doubt that he was wrong. He would force him to take back his words even if he had to shove them back down his throat.

The first step would be tracking him. Very few could find the famous Hatake Kakashi when he didn’t want to be found.

Despite his earlier words Nox knew there was no way his dad was visiting the Hokage. His dad had never cared about punctuality before and he definitely didn’t start now. Just another excuse to try and get Nox off his back.

Now it was time to hunt his father down and prove that he was ANBU material once and for all.

P.O.V: Kakashi

He wished he could say that he didn’t understand why Nox was so insistent about becoming ANBU but the fact that he did understand almost made it worse.

He didn’t really think about where he was teleporting, the only thought in his head being the need to get away from his stubborn son, but somehow he ended up exactly where he needed to be. Whether he would act on that need though was to be seen.

Kakashi tucked one leg underneath his body as his other hung free over the roof of the Academy. He was high enough up that very few would be able to notice he was there. Now he could finally get some peace from his son’s pestering.

“Please don’t go giving my students ideas.”

The sound of the other man’s words dragged Kakashi’s gaze down to where he was standing on the grass, hands on his hips, looking up at Kakashi with a raised brow.

“Iruka-sensei.”

“Now would you like to tell me why you’re sitting on top of the building like an oversized gargoyle or do I need to drag you down first?”

“Why don't you come up here instead,” Kakashi replied, the challenge clear in his tone.

But Iruka refused to take the bait and turned to walk away instead, calling over his shoulder “Find me when you're ready to talk.”

Suddenly Kakashi was at his side, both feet now flat on the ground. Iruka continued walking with Kakashi in tow, trailing along beside him, and though he did not call attention to it the amused smile on his face said enough.

Kakashi waited for the teacher to finally ask him what was wrong but as the silence continued to grow longer he realized that he would be forced to start the conversation if they were ever to get anywhere.

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PSA for fanfic writers

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Write for yourself first. Write what you like and be in love with what you create. Readers who will love it as well will just follow naturally.

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"you're the writer, you control how the story goes" no not really. i wrote the first sentence and then my characters said "WE WILL TAKE IT FROM HERE" and promptly swerved into an electrical fence.

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Doing song prompts again for this writing sesh but no songs are giving me ideas so please send a song my way!

I'm doing song prompts rn so if you want me to write something based on a song you like feel free to send away! I don't need a link just the song title and artist 💙

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Don't abandon your writing

It’s pretty common to lose love for a project at some point during the writing process. If that happens, it’s always okay to step away.

But (and this is the important part), don’t quit! Take a break, give yourself a breather, but always remember to come back. Your story deserves to be told.

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Can I just take moment to thank every creator on here who blesses us with free content straight from their very souls and they ask for nothing in return. Can we show our appreciation to those that keep us fed each day. I'm talking about the poets, writers,artists and just all of the content creation categories. Goddamn like or reblog or even just a comment on the posts you encounter and appreciate, they need sustainence as well.

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god grant me the strength to write my weird porn, the serenity to write my weird porn and the wisdom to write my weird porn

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Seen a couple posts on the dashboard lately about writing with ADHD. So, for the ADHD and neurodivergent folks who like writing but struggle sometimes… check out StimuWrite.

You can set it to make little sounds as you type (or leave them off), and emojis pop up in the corner. You can change the background, dark and light themes, set your word goal, and it gives you a percentage and total word count at the bottom. Though it’s more meant for getting a draft written up, so it doesn’t have spell check or anything like that. You’re meant to just copy and past what you write here into Google Docs or Word or Scrivener or whatever else you use and go from there. Honestly love it when I’m struggling to get words down, though. And apparently there’s an update now for StimuWrite 2?👀

Anyways, give it a try if it looks like it may help. It’s currently name-your-own-price.

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"Because of you"

Storyless snippet (651 words)

Guysss I'm writing again! So yeah basically i decided to take a break on all my stories (not that i even really post/share anything for them) and instead just try to write one thing a day based on a prompt or using my writing dice for inspiration. I was rather proud of this one so i thought I'd share it with you guys! This isn't apart of a larger story nor do i think it will turn into one its just a scene i wrote yesterday morning based on my writing dice hope you enjoy!

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“I don’t know why you’re doing this? What’s the point? Just looking for another way to get to me?”

“I don’t understand what you’re talking about. I would never even presume to think you’d care that much.”

“Stop fucking with me you knew that I’d care. Even worse is that we both know it wasn’t you. So why put yourself on the chopping block to say it was? Are you really that desperate for attention that you would lie and make yourself out to be the villain.”

“I’d be the villain in their eyes either way so might as well play the part. It wasn’t long ago that i was the villain in yours too so don’t even pretend to act like you care. You might not think that anymore but don’t bother pretending like you see me as anything more than a nuisance.”

“I—it’s not like that. At least not really. Anyway’s it doesn’t matter what they think all that matters is that they know the truth. I’m going to tell them right now they’ve got the wrong person!”

“No!”

Without thinking I reached out and grabbed his arm. I couldn’t let him sacrifice himself for me even though he didn’t realize exactly what he was doing.

“Why not? This isn’t you. Why are you so ready to just roll over and give up.”

“Because.”

I left it at that. I would rather him just give up on me than know the truth and see the look of pity in his eyes. How pathetic was I to risk my life for someone who could barely stand me. Either way it didn’t matter if my head was on the chopping block as long as his didn’t take its place.

“Because why?! This isn’t you. Regardless of the relationship we’ve had in the past I know you would never just let this happen. Hell you wouldn’t let them stop you from enrolling in the first place so why act so complacent now.” He demanded all the while trying to pull himself from my grip but I refused to let him go.

“It doesn’t matter just keep your mouth shut and continue to be a good little soldier until this all blows over and you’ll be fine. In a months time you won’t even remember my existence let alone my name.”

The name he refused to call me always referring to me as halfie or trouble maker. I didn’t understand why he was so hell bent on trying to protect me when he was one of the people most vehemently against me entering in the first place. How the tides have changed.

I had never depended on anyone else before but it would’ve been nice to see him defend me like this from the start if only to make this whole thing easier. But now they would never believe I was anything other than their natural born enemy. And for the first time since i had gotten here I had to let them.

“Damien! Tell me why!”

At the shock of hearing him say my name he finally managed to yank his arm free and as he slowly backed away I knew he was going to do exactly what I didn’t want him to unless I managed to stop him first.

“Because of you!��� I shouted stopping him in his tracks.

“What?” He let out softly my words having distracted him from his previous mission.

“Because of you,” I repeated matching his pitch and tone. I had finally let it out and felt a weight fall from my shoulders. It didn’t change what I had to do though.

“If they didn’t have my head they were going to take yours. I couldn’t let that happen—no, I won’t let that happen.”

“Damien…”

“You’re the golden boy alright so all you have to do is just sit tight, behave, and it’ll all be over soon.”

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I did this instead of writing

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This is the magic lucky word count. Reblog for creativity juice. It might even work, who knows.

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I STARTED WRITING A NOVEL AND NOW I’M EMOTIONALLY ATTACHED TO FICTIONAL PEOPLE WHAT IS THIS NONSENSE