#Fox Answers

[foxtrot91]

Do you think Buddietommy has any habits that drive each other crazy?

In my head, Eddie and Tommy have forbid Buck from baking past 9pm. Because otherwise, he will be running that KitchenAid mixer in the middle of the night and he insists that "it's not even that loud" but it almost always wakes the entire household up.

So it’s so funny you bring that up because as a baker - this is a valid fear.

Back when I had time to bake as regularly as I wish I could now I’d legit be up baking late into the night and back when I lived in a basement apartment where you could hear EVERYTHING the upstairs tenants would get pretty pissed with me (especially when I’d make mini cheesecakes and would tap out the air bubbles) 😬

Anywayyy yes, they definitely have habits the drive each other bonkers and I can absolutely see that being one of Buck’s.

For Eddie, I like to think that since finding his joy he dances a lot more though this isn’t a habit that annoys Buck or Tommy, I think it annoys Christopher. He’s a teenager and is at the age where he’s probably embarrassed by everything Eddie does, it’s practically a rite of passage. I’m imagining Eddie dancing around the kitchen and Christopher walking in with a friend and just being mortified.

Tommy and Buck would love his dancing though and probably join in (however terribly) much to Christopher’s horror.

Habits that annoy Tommy and Buck though 🤔

I think Buck is a clean freak and Eddie doesn’t really strike me as one. I don’t think he’s a slob by any means but I do think he’s more comfortable with a little bit of clutter in a way that Buck isn’t (have you seen his loft??). Eddie probably occasionally leaves some dirty clothes lying on the ground (usually next to the hamper because he likes to ball up his dirty clothes and throw them like a basketball and sometimes he misses). He may even be the kind of person who leaves the cap off the toothpaste when he’s done with it (I think out of all of these this would be the one that drives Tommy nuts).

He’s probably also someone that doesn’t immediately do his dishes - he doesn’t let them pile up, but he’s fine with letting them sit in the sink through the day and then doing them all before he turns in for the night.

Buck is the opposite, he cleans up his messes immediately and often ends up doing Eddie’s breakfast dishes because he hates leaving them until the evening (this probably drives Eddie nuts because he definitely would’ve done them later). I’m not 100% sure where Tommy would fall on this but I don’t think he’d be all that annoyed by it but he is silently amused by a perturbed Buck.

Annoying habits of Tommy’s? I think his most frustrating one for both Buck and Eddie is that he tends to turn inward whenever he feels frustrated or insecure. Buck is a talk it out kind of guy, and Eddie, well, he’s getting there (hello therapy and hot priest) but he also sees both sides of it. He was that guy who kept everything inside so he understand it, but it also means he knows how bad it is for the individual so when he sees Tommy get in that headspace he takes steps to draw him out.

Aside from that, with Tommy’s hobby of tinkering with old cars comes a lot of motor oil stains and I think Eddie and Buck both flip back and forth between finding it sexy and frustrating 😉. Sexy in the moment - Tommy, arms bulging in his white tank top with black smudges down the front etc etc. but frustrating when those stains end up on their walls because Buck and/or Eddie couldn’t wait until after he’s had a shower to jump him and his hands (which are still covered in motor oil) end up braced against a wall.

For Buck, I think another annoying habit of his would also be one that they find super endearing which is his research dives. Adorable as they are, they are less so at 2am when they’re trying to sleep haha.

Anyway, thank you for the ask! Love thinking about them being all annoyingly domestic! Decided to add Christopher in there as a bonus 🥰

[sourw0lfs]

For the writing prompts:

"What's with the box?" for Steddie 😛❤️

It's the way that this ended up being almost 1800 words because I got a brainworm that just wouldn't quit. Thank you, love!

EDIT: this is now also on AO3

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A smarter man would have just left things alone, but literally no one has ever accused Eddie Munson of being smart. A smartass maybe, but not smart. Something about never being able to keep his focus on anything that matters, but in Eddie’s most humble opinion, the duct tape covered box sitting in front of him on the coffee table matters. Quite a lot, actually, thank you very much.

Because the thing is, the box on the coffee table has haunted him for the last four years, and he’s about ready to get to the bottom of things. At first, sure, he was willing to leave it alone, to let Steve keep a secret or two from him, but then the box never got opened as it moved with them through two apartments and a house. So it clearly isn’t something that’s getting unpacked any time soon. If ever, really. And it is slowly eating Eddie’s brain, the longer he looks at it without any answers.

He knows that he could just remove the lid and take a peek all on his own, but that seems dishonest because he doesn’t have permission, and there’s no way he’d be able to keep it from Steve the second he walked through the front door. So instead, Eddie’s grand plan is simply sitting on the couch with the box in front of him, waiting for Steve to get home to ask. On some level, he fully expects to not get an answer, considering it’s been four years and it’s never come up before now. But at least he’ll be able to say he tried and maybe that’ll be enough to quell the slowly gnawing on his mind about the contents.

Currently, he’s losing a staring contest with the box, contemplating all of the things it could possibly be, until the sound of the front door closing tears him away again. Or well, he jolts, honestly. Nearly straight off the couch as his gaze whips up to a befuddled Steve standing there, keys still in hand as he takes in the scene in front of him.

There’s already a delicious pink blush rising to his cheeks, and that only serves to make Eddie more curious about the box. Because whatever it is…. Steve is embarrassed by it. And maybe that should be enough to get him to drop it before he even starts, but Eddie’s like a dog with a bone now. It’s too late to back out now.

“Hi Stevie!��� he greets with a wide grin, trying to hide just how much he wants to fidget under Steve’s gaze.

“Eds,” Steve’s returned greeting is not nearly so cheerful. If anything, it’s cautious, like Steve thinks Eddie’s already had his peek inside the box.

Eddie lets his eyes trail back down to the silver box for a second before back up again. “I didn’t look,” he promises. “I just… It’s been living in our closet since we moved in together and you never open it and I’m just so fucking curious about what could possibly be inside. It’s literally started popping up in my dreams, trying to figure out what’s with the box, why does Steve never open it, what could he possibly be hiding.”

He’s rambling now and he knows it, but the words just keep coming, trying to placate Steve when he isn’t even visibly upset. Yet. It’s probably yet. As the words sink in, Steve’s face gets impossibly pinker, the blush traveling all the way up to the tips of his ears and down his neck. It’s adorable and Eddie wants to kiss all over it, but he’s a man on a mission right now, so he’s gonna be patient. Even if blushing Steve is one of his favorite Steves.

But even as Steve’s blush travels down into the collar of his shirt, Eddie can already see him giving in. It should probably make him feel bad, because Steve is clearly uncomfortable, but he also trusts that Steve would tell him if he was overstepping. Instead Steve just sighs as he toes off his shoes before crossing the room to sit next to Eddie on the couch. Once he’s within reaching distance, Eddie leans to smack a kiss on his cheek. “You don’t have to tell me,” he says softly as he leans back again. “Not if you really don’t want to.”

“It’s not important.” Steve’s hand is already hovering over the lid though and Eddie waits on the edge of his seat. “It’s just… kind of embarrassing? For me.”

“Do I need to start listing all of the ways I’m embarrassing to help you work up the courage?” Eddie asks, mostly teasing but fully willing to do it if it helps Steve.

Steve shakes his head though, fingers curling under the lid of the box and finally, slowly lifting it to reveal the contents. And for all that Eddie’s been plagued by the box for literal years, seeing the assortment of notebooks inside is a bit anticlimactic. He’d been expecting something illegal at the very least, maybe even something kind of sinister. Not… notebooks. Not that there’s anything wrong with that.

Without a single thought in his head, Eddie reaches out for one, half expecting Steve to stop him before he can grab, but the top notebook gets lifted out of the box without much fanfare. Eddie gets it settled in his lap just in time for Steve to face plant in one of the throw pillows Robin had insisted the couch needed. The reaction makes Eddie pause, but he hasn’t been told to stop, so he just…

He flips the cover open and is met with a full page of Steve’s hasty, somewhat messy scrawl amidst a mess of crossed through lines. The words at the top of the page have been written over several times to make them bolder and darker than the rest, almost like a title. Then Eddie starts to read.

As he reads over the words Steve has scribbled down, he realizes that the bolded words are a title. And that the words following it down this page and the next and the next, on and on, are… poems.

Eddie’s made it about ten pages in, furrow in his brow getting more and more pronounced as he goes, when Steve finally pulls himself back up, fidgeting in the quiet of the room. His face has moved from pink to red sometimes during his attempt to become one with the pillows. “They’re so bad, I know,” he’s already rushing to say, seeing how many pages Eddie has gone through, is still going through. “You don’t have to tell me. I just…”

He’s cut off by lips pressing themselves to his with a clack of teeth, the thud of the notebook hitting the coffee table next to the box lost somewhere in his noise of surprise. Eddie’s hands wind themselves into Steve’s hair, tugging him closer, just for a moment before Eddie is pulling back again, hands trailing down to rest on either side of Steve’s face.

“They’re not bad, love,” Eddie assures him as he leans to pepper kisses all over Steve’s face. “They’re actually kind of fucking phenomenal.”

It’s then that Steve tries to escape his grip, head shaking in between Eddie’s palms. “No, no, they’re not,” he argues but the words are barely out before he’s being kissed again.

“Stop arguing with me,” Eddie says against his lips with another kiss to follow. “I know good writing. You know I know good writing.”

Because between the two of them Eddie is the one that reads, he’s the one that writes short stories here and there outside of running campaigns. And sure, maybe he’s a little biased because it’s Steve but he likes to think he can make a good call even then. The words do their trick though, and Steve doesn’t argue again. Instead he wiggles free of Eddie’s hold and buries his face in his hands.

Eddie takes it as encouragement to keep reading, all but diving back into the notebook he’d abandoned to make his reassurances. “Are all of these like this?” he asks as he flips to a new page.

“Most of them yeah…” Steve’s voice is small and muffled behind his hands, but he’s peeking out now, watching as Eddie devours page after page. Then slowly, oh so slowly, his hands lower. “I started after all of the….” He waves a hand vaguely but Eddie gets it. “To get the thoughts and feelings out. And then it just sort of became a habit, or like… an escape?”

As Steve explains, Eddie nods, already reaching into the box for a second notebook. “Have you ever thought about publishing them?” Eddie pauses for a second, frowning at the page in front of him with a thoughtful expression. “The more vague ones at least. I don’t think the government would like the ones actually using the proper terms floating around out there.”

The blush on Steve’s face, with had finally been receding, comes back full force as he stares at Eddie with wide eyes. “They’re not that…” he starts but trails off with a shake of his head as Eddie levels him with a stare of his own, raised eyebrow and all. “You really think they’re that good?”

“Definitely. Especially the newer ones.”

Because honestly, I’s easy to tell what part of Steve’s life he was at page by page, at least for Eddie. He flips the page again and chuckles as the hearts drawn in the margins this time before his eyes focus on the words. As he reads, a smile works its way over Eddie’s face, different from the grin he’d been sporting the whole time, softer and more meaningful. When he’s done, the notebook finds itself closed and placed back in the box and Steve finds himself with a lap full of boyfriend.

“I see you got to the poems about you,” Steve chuckles, barely able to get the words out between kisses. “Glad you like them.”

“Love them,” Eddie says against his lips. “Love you.”

“Love you too, idiot.”

Eddie hums into the kiss before burrowing his head in Steve’s shoulder to place kisses along his neck. “Your idiot that’s going to bully you into getting published.”

“We’ll talk about it later. When you’re not trying to devour my neck,” Steve compromises, but Eddie takes the win, nipping his agreement against Steve’s skin. They both know he won’t forget. No matter how much Steve tries to distract him.

[fanpersoningfox]

Schoethe class conscience Gespräch One-Shot! Schoethe class conscience Gespräch One-Shot! Context is for WEAKLINGS, just throw us the shreds!

"Bitte sag, dass du nicht FDP wählst."

Ein ganz dumpfes, schweres Gefühl hatte sich in Friedrichs Bauch breitgemacht. Johann sah auf und blinzelte ihn zweimal langsam an.

"Wie kommst du denn jetzt darauf?"

"Ich mein's ernst. Sag mir, dass du nicht FDP wählst."

Das wär's jetzt. Wirklich.

Johann schüttelte den Kopf.

"Ich habe die Grünen gewählt. Aber sagst du mir jetzt bitte, wo diese Frage herkommt?"

Friedrich fiel ein Stein vom Herzen. Halleluja. Gleichzeitig erwischte ihn das schlechte Gewissen.

"Du... Naja, du bist halt so..." - er machte eine vage, Johann umfassende Geste - "... posh?"

Jetzt war es ihm doch irgendwie peinlich, gefragt zu haben.

Johann schnaubte.

"Bitte, die von Goethes haben schon CDU gewählt, da war Christian Lindner noch ein Funkeln im Auge seiner Urgroßmutter." Ein Schmunzeln schlich sich in seinen Mundwinkel. "Du solltest mal meinen Vater hören..."

***

"Du hast ein HAUS? In Frankfurt?"

"Ja."

"Und dir gehört dieses Haus hier? Auch so richtig mit Eigentum und Grundbuch?"

"Ja."

"Du bist Eigentümer dieses Hauses hier, in dem du wohnst, und du besitzt noch ein weiteres Haus, in Frankfurt, das du vermietest?"

"Streng genommen sind es zwei Häuser, aber ja."

"Zwei- Du bist VERMIETER???"

"... Ja."

"Gott verdammt, Johann, ist das dein Ernst??"

"Ja. Wenn du dich damit besser fühlst, ich verlange nicht mehr als die ortsübliche Vergleichsmiete und während Corona habe ich für mehrere Monate die Miete erlassen."

"Das - Johann, I swear to God, wenn du die Miete erhöhst, verlasse ich dich."

[fox-quills]

Fox!!!!!! <3333

For the ask meme: 4 and 8 <333

<33333!!! 4. How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Care to share one of them?

YOU!!!!! Know the answer to this very well, you enabler lmao. OKAY SO the correct answer to this would be "haha no I'm being a good writer and focusing on my current wips" but the true answer is "dear god so many save me please" Let's see if I can manage a quick rundown: - Dragon Crimes (aideku): Fantasy AU in which Shouta is a Hot Dragon with a contentious relationship to pants, and Izuku seduces him with the power of freckles and good parenting - Sequel to Slow Slide (dekumic): In which Hizashi is a neurotic headcase and tries to self-sabotage himself out a good thing but luckily nobody lets him - Sequel to Ships in the Night (aideku): Shouta and Izuku come out of a one night stand unreasonably obsessed with each other, and Hitoshi and Hizashi have to intervene because they're both a mess. - Villain Izuku (aidekumic): "Because you haven't written villain Izuku or alpha Hizashi yet" The commission makes a calculated risk, but man are they bad at math. Izuku is very competent and very angry, and Shouta and Hizashi definitely want to kiss him about it. I keep telling myself that I'll be free from the fanfic someday, but no. No I will not. 8. Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it. So I have—what we will politely call—a poor memory, so I definitely do not have a killer line on deck ready to throw down. My favorite bits of dialogue tends to be the funny stuff, because I'm generally not great at humor so I'm always extra proud of myself when I manage to make myself giggle lol. ALTHOUGH I did find an old conversation about favorite snippets, so I'll do that one so I don't wind up digging through all my fic for hours. From Mobius: All the frustration that had been building in him on the topic came pouring out, Izuku near shaking with frustration at the futility of his situation. "But then what if I did? What if I laid it all out and put the burden of fixing the future on you, and you couldn't? How many pebbles do you have to toss in the river to change the flow?" Izuku sniffled, scrubbing roughly at the blur of tears he barely felt. "And what if, in trying to fix the future, I wind up making it all worse? Because it was—it was terrible and bloody and so many people died, but we won. And I keep thinking, about all the people we lost, and how we could save them, but changing the future isn't something you can predict. What if I manage to save a life?" The words came faster and faster, spilling out of him like blood from a wound. "What if I save ten, a hundred, a thousand? And what if, in the process of making sure we win the battle, I've only ensured we lose the war?" Silly Time Bonus, from Justice in Defiance:

Kacchan snorted. "Don't get mad at me because you decided to go cruising for ass at the retirement home."

[the-yearning-astronaut]

For your consideration: The Wild Robot but it's Murderbot with a corrupted memory core/amnesia landing in the wilderness somewhere

Hey I already wrote that! Or at least, I wrote something with a very similar premise! But instead of a corrupted memory core it has other problems.... And no animal friends 😔

That being said, if we stuck strictly to a memory core issue and it did land somewhere with a bunch of critters... How might it fair? Would it be able to learn their language when the only way it can learn other human languages is via a new vocabulary module update? Would the corrupted memory core include sanctuary moon and WorldHoppers? Or would it be able to rebuild its memory table like it did in Exit Strategy?

Would it be a "canon divergent" au that takes place in-between or after canon events? Or would it be a true AU?

If it's a true AU I vote ART is Fink and Jollybaby is Thorn... 2.0 can be Brightbill and perhaps Three is Silvertail? (Is the opossum's name silvertail? I can't fully remember....)

[introvertedfox]

🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼 Send this flower to 10 (or more 🤗) mutuals to let them know you love them 🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼

Thank you so much!! 🌼🧡🦊

[foxprints]

🦉Positivity owl reporting for duty! This was sent by a friend who wants you to smile as much as your posts make them smile. Please list five things that make you unique, four things you are super passionate about and why, OR three of your favorite memories. Feel free to send the owl to those who you feel deserve to smile🦉

Multiple kind people in my inbox tonight?! What is this??? 🥹🥹🥹

Uhhhhh 5 things that make me unique....

1) I'm an artist with aphantasia, which means I don't really "visualize" what I want to draw the way most people do? I most get vibes, impressions, and concepts and then I'm left to flounder when actually putting it on the page!

2) I'm an astronomer by day, artist by night! Errrr... Astronomer by night, artist by day? 😅 Basically, my day job is being a science communicator and I specialize in astronomy, physics, etc. Art is what I do for fun.

3) I've been drawing since I had enough motor skills to hold a pencil. My dad taught me to draw basic shapes on a magna-doodle. I spent hours in front of a 1st Gen Pokemon roster poster, drawing each of my favorite pokemon. I drew horses exclusively between the ages of 5 and 12, except for a brief period around 8 and 9 in which I branched out to Animorph characters and designing my own aliens. Didn't start drawing people until I was 13 / in 7th grade!

4) When I'm not drawing, I'm writing, crocheting, embroidering, miniature figure painting, or sleeping

5) Writing and drawing for the Murderbot fandom over the last year has been a life saver. And I mean that in a very literal sense. This year has been hard and I've been at my wit's end for months but being able to create for this fandom and share it with you and see your reactions in the tags has brought me a lot of joy. As have the friendships I've made in the fandom 💛

Bonus, under the cut: 4 things I'm super passionate about, speed edition

1) Planetary Science/astrobiology. Ask me about Europa, Enceladus, or Titan (gods, especially Titan) and I won't shut up

2) science communication. And just. Communication in general?

3) Murderbot 💛

4) Discussing the nuances of the aro/ace spectrum. Like, pls? Can we stop it with the false dichotomy??

[foxetails]

Your art rocks. What process do you go through to pick your color palette?

AHH!! Sorry tumblr didn’t notify me for this!! Also thank you!!

For the most part, when I go into a piece, I already have a general idea of what I want the colors to portray. For example, in this first piece here, I knew I wanted the background to be really bright and eye catching, and for the subject to be a little less bright. And in the second screenshot, you can see that I originally chose this greeny-blue and red (picking near complementary colors helps for contrast.)

A lot of my process after that has to do with color adjustments and sliders. If I’m really unsure of how the base colors would look in a certain color environment, I lay them down raw and then adjust with overlay layers, the curves function or through manual color replacement (drawing over them again).

Some more tips/other bits (hopefully I explain this well):

- My white colors are almost always not pure white, instead they tend to reflect the background or general color palette I’ve chosen. In the first example I provided, my white is purplish, and in the second its blueish.

- Color palette websites can help too! I use those a lot when I’m stuck, and just generate colors until I really like one or two of them. I’m a very colorful person in general, so I like a lot of bright things haha.

-I shade/highlight with adjacent hues! So if my light source is warm toned, and I’m drawing something green, I’ll highlight with yellows and shade with blue hues. This gives a little more depth to your colors!

That’s about all I can think of right now! If I remember anything else I’ll add onto this post but hopefully this answers your question! 💕

[lucidia-sys]

Tuna tuna mayo bonito flakes

(I just called you a womp womp crab/j) -inunaki

CALLED ME A WHAT

[speeding-fox]

39 for the OC questions!

This silly little box kitty creature, Boxitty.

It came to life through a child's wish. I intended for it to be a Fakemon, but I might make it its own thing at some point.

[a-tear-in-space]

kinda random but I also really really love glass animals and I was actually listening to creatures in heaven when I saw your username 🥺 just made me happy hehe hope you have a great day 💖

HEHEHEHE THANK YOU

Also FINALLY, someone who knows where I got my username from lol

[foxglovefaun]

what's Ross's favorite chill weekend activity?

!!!!

(I love u :3)

Ross is the kind of guy who gets bored really easily which usually gets him into trouble. But he’s a man of habit too, so if the stars align and he actually gives himself a day to chill out, the routine sorta goes like this:

After breakfast and caffeine (usually chai, the coffee pot is for Shiro), he’ll spend some time thumbnailing plans for murals in a sketchbook with marker until he’s got at least one planned out for his next “installation.” Once that’s done and he’ll smoke a bowl (or two) and zone out on the couch with a very chill/quiet video game (think Katamari or Animal Crossing vibes) or a vintage animated film (Nausicaa is his favorite.) He falls asleep easily so he’s not great for team games or MMOs, but taking a nap by the river in a digital flower garden is the mark of a successfully chill afternoon.

Short version: draw pictures, get stoned, play games, pass the fuck out

:3 thank u for asking this question, I love thinkin about him just havin a chill day

[sourw0lfs]

💀you’re on your own, kid for WIP Weekend, please (hurt 'im good <3 <3)

[fanpersoningfox]

Welcome back! Hoffe es geht dir gut!

Es geht mir gut! Und es ist gut, zurück zu sein ☺️

Kleines allgemeines Lebensupdate für alle, die es interessiert:

Ich bin jetzt fertig mit meinem Studium, bin in eine neue Stadt gezogen und habe meinen ersten juristischen Job angefangen. So nach und nach hat sich ein Alltag etabliert und ich gewöhne mich an diese neuen Lebensumstände und insgesamt geht es mir echt gut. Meine mental health hat sich stabilisiert, ich bin jetzt finanziell nicht mehr von meinen Eltern abhängig, die existenziellen Krisen sind entweder durch oder auf nächstes Jahr geschoben. Ich lebe so vor mich hin, hole das Sozialleben nach, das ich in den letzten Jahren zwischen Corona und Staatsexamen vernachlässigt habe, und genieße die aktuelle Ruhe.

[fox-quills]

do you have any recommendations for writing a fic? i have so many ideas but never can get pass writing even 1 paragraph of my idea. I guess maybe it’s because i have ADHD but it sucks!!! I’ve such great ideas for mha / erasermicdeku fics but never can get far. Any recommendations that helped you out? Or helped you be more productive?

Okay this is about to get long-winded because I have a LOT of thoughts on this topic. I'll drop a tl;dr at the end lol. So! First some background. I have ADHD too anon, and I'm struggling my way through life unmedicated, so I absolutely get where you're coming from. I've been writing fanfiction a long time. To give you an idea, my oldest posted fic is actually older than my current beta, so you know. Fandom ancient or whatever. But, for a long long LONG time, I really struggled with consistency. I have a list of unfinished fics behind me a mile long, because as much as I loved writing, and as much as I wanted to do it, I just couldn't seem to manage it around all that ADHD brain fog. So I wrote sporadically, only ever finished one long fic in probably twenty years, and generally felt pretty bad about myself all around. And then about a year and a half ago, I decided that I wanted to try writing consistently. Again. For the fifty bajillionth time. But I also knew everything I had ever tried didn't work, so if I wanted it to happen, I needed to do something different. So I started getting up two hours before work every weekday, and I regret to inform you that it worked beautifully. I think a large part of it is hedging your bets against ADHD brain. First thing in the morning, you're going to be more alert, and you haven't already used up all your limited thinky spoons on work or school or whatever else. You get your best, fresh morning brain! Let me give you some stats. Here's my total word count for the last five years:

I started my morning writing in June of 2023, which is probably pretty obvious. When I first started, my daily word counts weren't anything crazy, but I was making consistent, daily progress and I was super happy with it!

And here's my daily word count for the last few days:

And this is not me going crazy. Just my two hours in the morning, which is closer to an hour and a half because I gotta get up, make coffee, etc. I have a few things that helped make the transition easier. I work from home, so I can write up until the moment I gotta boot my laptop for work. My husband also happens to get up for work at the same time I get up for writing, so that helps too. But even without these things? I'd do it. If I had to drag my ass outta bed at 4am, I would, because it just works that well. I'll never go back to doing anything else. I have one other piece of advice that really helps keep me motivated, and that's to find a circle of people to talk to about your writing. Talk about your fic with your friends, join a discord server, something! I absolutely CANNOT overstate how motivating it is to have people excited for your story, people to talk to about your ideas, people who care about this silly little thing you've created. There's this idea that writing is a solitary thing, but I don't think that's true. At least, it doesn't have to be. And I don't know about you, anon, but I'll write an entire novel for one friend who wants to know how it ends. I write because I love it, but I also write because I love other people too, and I like making them happy. tl;dr - Get up early to write. Yes, I know it sucks, but it really does work. - Find someone to talk about your stories with. A friend, a beta, a fellow fan. Shared enthusiasm is a wonderful motivator. I'm not going to guarantee what works for me will work for everyone. I do strongly encourage you to give it a try though, because you never know! It took me a long time to get where I'm at. Part of that was not knowing I had ADHD till I was 30, so I was stuck fighting an invisible enemy. And then I had to learn how to work around it, which wasn't an easy thing to do. The most important thing is to be kind to yourself, and to do what you can. If you're lucky it won't take you quite as long as it took me, but if writing is something you enjoy, then you'll be able to carve out a place for it. It just might take some trial and error to get there. I believe in you ❤

[the-yearning-astronaut]

If there's one universal thing we all experience being queer, it's a pervasive feeling that we don't fit, whether that's in society at large or our own communities. People who decide you don't belong because you're different are doing queerness wrong.

We see you. We recognise you as one of us. You don't need to fit into a specifically shaped box to be here. If we believed you needed to change to belong we'd be no different than all the people who labelled us queer in the first place.

You've got this.

Hey anon. Just wanted to thank you for this message. I didn't post it before because I wasn't sure what to say (too many emotions lol) and because I wanted to be able to easily reference it again.

And I'm glad I waited because even though I'm still full of emotions and don't really know what to say or how to say it, I needed the reminder today that it's ok to be queer and express and explore my queerness in whatever way I wish and that there are plenty of people out there who would support me through it.

And that the people who gatekeep identities and determine who is allowed write or draw what and how they're allowed to do it... are in the wrong. I wish I could say I'm capable of just ignoring them and moving on, but I'm not. It hurts. It hurts to express myself and explore my understanding of my own identity through the filter of media and characters and have fellow queer fans say I'm wrong and what I'm doing is wrong and that my interpretation of this character is wrong wrong wrong.

And I hope one day these kinds of people come to realize their words and actions have caused harm to members of the community they profess to support. And that they're able to admit they were in the wrong and grow from those mistakes.

Anyway. I sorta did find some words I guess. 💛