#I am sometimes afraid people read my silly drabbles and think that's all I can do but eh who cares

[breitzbachbea]

Ask to my writer friends

I will often post tiny little drabbles here, because it's fun and how I deal with life, but I don't think of those as really indicative of my skill. Yes, I've got all the basics down and I'm not bad at the details, but it's not the best I can do. What I really consider my best work has gone through TWO drafts minimum, better three. So I'm wondering how other people view their own work.

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38, 40, 41? :3

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(sorry for the wait, and thank you so much for the ask!!)

38. Would you ever write commissions?

oh, that would be so fucking fun.

i am perfectly fine with writing for passion, but if i were willing and able, i would absolutely write comissions. not even comissions (though, i will admit, it would be nice to spend hours of time and effort on something that would allow me to feed myself, haha.)

the only reason a balk at this is the same reason i balk at becoming an actual published author. i am very much a perfectionist, and that becomes even more apparent when i'm writing something for someone else.

i'm working on it (i swear, i am), but old habits die hard, and people-pleasing is one that is especially pervasive.

that being said, if i ever got to a point where i felt a little more confident about my writing abilities, and where i had more of an open schedule, i would absolutely write commissions.

i've actually already considered what that would look like-- i think i'd have different categories like how artists do, seperated by things like word count or type. it might be difficult to stick to something like that (especially since i am a very detail-oriented writer), but i can image having a category like 'character creation' (i love making characters/filling out those silly little sheets and forms. i used to have this huge, uber-detailed one that i'd fill out for all my ocs, haha).

i'd probably classify them in things like, 'drabbles' and 'character studies,' vs things like whole-ass oneshots. i can't see myself doing big, multi-chapter projects, just because i'm afraid i'd never be able to finish those, but smaller works with a few chapters, or maybe a series of oneshots might be possible.

i could see myself doing poetry as well-- i don't share a lot of the poetry i write, since it's usually just something for me, but i could think of some really fun ways to implement poetry into commisions, especially since it's a lot more of a 'stricter' medium.

for the time being, i don't see myself opening up commissions like this anytime soon, but like... if there's anybody who might be interested in that, maybe let me know? really it comes down to if anybody would want to commission me to write something for them, which i'm not sure there are many in the market for haha.

40. If someone were to make fanart of your work, what fic or scene would you hope to see?

(tw: mentions of blood/gore)

since the only fic i really have to write for at the moment is 'it was futile,' that's probably all i have to work with.

honestly, i would love any and all fanart of my works. like, if anybody ever makes anything based off of/inspired by my work, no matter if you don't like it or think it's bad, hit me up, because that is so fucking flattering to me.

like, as somebody who relies on motivation as a currency, the fact that you could be so inspired by my work that you'd whip out a comic or animatic or whatever is just like '!!!'

it's right up there with long-ass comments, because you know somebody spent time creating something like that because they really, truly did enjoy what you made. the day i get fanart for something i've written is the day that i peak.

to answer the actual question, at the moment, i... don't have anything off the top of my head? sometimes you'll read something and be like, "oh, yeah. this moment-- this moment-- is gonna be drawn." but those are often later on in stories.

i can think of some future scenes that might inspire fanart (i've shared one in particular with you over discord that i am so fucking excited to write), but as it stands, nothing really immediately comes to mind. maybe something from one of my upcoming chapters, but nothing so far.

if i had the artistic ability to do so, one scene that i always thought would be cool is from the first chapter of my fic. (spoilers from this point on, if you hadn't guessed already).

it's where leo has just defeated the kraang beast and is laying beneath it, slowly realizing what just happened while droplets of blood rain down on his face. very angsty, i know, but i feel it's a very pivotal scene for the chapter-- a turning point of sorts-- with a lot of emotions going on beneath the surface. also the image just goes really hard in my brain, haha.

some other scenes might be from chapter... seven, i think? 'the rest of us.' it's the future raph chapter, where he basically just makes the decision to (finally) create the resistance. while i was writing it, i just couldn't get the image out of my head of f!raph's hulking silhouette, standing against the backdrop of the burning city.

something about it-- the fear and terror of the people fleeing the area, looking up to see f!raph push away some sort of debris and step out in a shower of sparks and embers-- i dunno. it just... embodies this ideal of hope that f!raph brings to the apocalypse. also just a cool visual to me.

i guess another one might be the scene where f!donnie switches their headphones. i poured a lot of my own experiences into that one, and how i wish people might have handled things like that with me in the past.

i imagine a comic, maybe just a few panels, with donnie pressing his broken headphones to his head, as the static and noise and everything just gets worse and worse around him. and it follows this progression of everything just getting worse, until suddenly he looks up and sees, y'know, f!donnie.

and then, wordlessly, he gives donnie the other pair of headphones, and then just steps back and lets him have his space. and just... the immediate relief as soon as donnie puts on the new pair of headphones.

i dunno. it's a little silly describing it, but the ideas behind the scene mean a lot to me. i wrote that chapter while i was feeling really overstimulated, and tried to base it off of what i felt might actually help me in that kind of situation. so i guess it's a bit of a personal scene, haha.

just... that idea of not having to justify why you need something, or even what you need, because there's somebody else there who knows exactly what you're going through, and just wants to help. i think it's something a lot of nd people might relate to (though, who knows? /lh)

41. Do you tend to reread fics, or are you a 'one-and-done- type of person?

do... do other people not reread fics? like, not even the really good ones? never?

ok, that's not fair. sometimes, some fics really are just meant to be enjoyed once. an ephemeral experience that's treasured more for the memory of the moment than returning to it. and that's fine, and good!

i'm also not somebody who rereads every fic. usually, especially when following along with a fic i really like, i'll go back and reread chapters while i wait for the next one to come out. then when i'm done, i like to go back and read the whole thing without any breaks, because it's a bit of a different experience.

i'll also often just return to a fic to reread certain scenes or moments that really got to me in my first read-around. there are some fics out there that i do consider good enough for me to revisit and reread in their entirety again and again, like a book.

however, like there are some fics that are best read only once, some fics are meant to be read again and again. details and foreshadowing you might not have noticed the first time will become apparent, and it can be fun looking back and finding all the little details and the 'trails of breadcrumbs,' as someone once described it to me.

[i-lovethatforme]

I hope you’re doing well and having a great week 🫶🏽 My heart still hurts from “ghosts that broke my heart before i met you” it was sooo good but wow I keep thinking about it even a week after finishing it! You’re an amazing writer and it’s so awesome that you’re somehow doing all of this for free. Do you accept donations or coffee things that I have seen other fic authors do? I just want you to know how much some of us appreciate your work - so please please ignore the rude anons that you get sometimes that demand an update or give unnecessarily harsh critiques. You’re so kind and deserve that love given back to you!

I am super excited to see your upcoming work! I just finished “the things i would like to tell you” and that was so cute and fluffy! I loved it! Super excited to see how “if you love me, leave me lonely” and “dont make it harder on me” turn out - no rush though! I am willing to wait months lol.

If I wanted to get into writing, what tips would you suggest?

you are SO CUTE IM GOING TO COMMIT A CRIME??!?! like SO CUTE. no, you don't have to give me anything, silly!!!! my heart bursting at your ask is enouuuuuuuugh. i do write for myself but i also liveeeee for people enjoying it and letting me know!

awhhh im excited for those wips as well! 'don't make it harder on me is gunna be next! i have some time off at the end of the month so I'm hoping to power thru some wips and I'm super excited about it! you're such a sweetheart i will cry.

omg join us! ummm - i think the main thing is to just go for it? like don't necessarily feel you have to open a doc and just GO. maybe a little plan and then flesh it out? as in what scenes you wanna see! and if that doesn't work for you maybe try writing down whatever it was that made you want to write the idea you have? so any dialogue or scene vibes or plot points!

i start a lot of fics w (1) idea and it'll look a bit like this (this is an abandoned wip shock xxxx)

so like // is anything i need to add at a later date aka all the fic? i use it for words i cant think of, anything i need to look up but cba rn! it's my fave tool bc i don't spend 20 minutes thinking of another word for 'really' when we all know I'm going to use the word really anyway!

--- is for scene changes and i just shove those in whenever i feel like i want one? i do not care about bridging as you will know.

don't be afraid to try an idea! don't be afraid to abandon an idea either! don't think about how anyone else would write it - just do wtvr feels best to you? overuse words! do wtvr you want bc it's supposed to be funnnnnn and enjoyable.

also, you can write and not share it if you want? i do love me some external vali but i also write stuff i don't share at all. like just little scenes i wanted to read but they're not enough for a drabble or i cba to edit it or wtvr!

ALSO, the beeest thing i did for my writing was start talking to people that also wrote (i say like i was talking to them first but wtvr!) a supportive friend can go a long way! from ideas to reading it for you to just ranting about vibes! pick meeeeeeeee. if you ever wanna chat about an idea or something just askkkk! or anyone else you like! but dm me if you ever want! or msg me on discord wtvr :)

hope you do write if you want! so v excited for that! thank you for your kind message and i hope you are having a LOVELY DAYY xxxxxxxxx

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Hi C! I was just wondering, when you are writing drabbles, do you ever have times where you feel like your writing is going nowhere and you want to erase the whole thing? If so, how do you get to a point where you feel more comfortable? I’ve been doing some writing and sometimes I just feel like what I’ve written is absolutely terrible and I can’t help but delete the whole thing and start over (only for the whole process to repeat itself)

Hello love,

Yes.

I feel like my writing is going nowhere all the time. Especially when I'm writing drabbles.

There are a couple of things that help me when I hate the entire thing (or just my writing abilities in general):

1. I literally never let myself delete the whole thing. I have a folder in my google drive called "Not Yet" and I put everything that I want to delete in that folder. There are plenty of things that I haven't touched again but there are also lots of things that I have reworked once I've had time away and can come back and see it more clearly. I also have a doc in that folder for when I'm editing that I put lines that I really loved that just didn't happen to fit in that story so I can use them another time. I have, in fact, written entire fics for a single line that I loved.

2. Knowing that pretty much all writers struggle with the same "everything I ever write is terrible" mentality also really helps me. Even Neil Gaimen (who is absolutely brilliant, in my opinion) has written about his struggles with the same thing.

3. For me, having a posting schedule really helps. When I give myself a "goal" like posting daily (or whatever frequency I choose) it helps me to follow through with actually posting. This is especially true on those days when I feel like everything I've written is garbage. For example, I honestly would have just deleted Stuffed Animals if I hadn't told myself that I was going to always post on Mondays- but once I posted it, I was glad I didn't delete it because a lot of people enjoyed it and some of the comments and tags were so touching.

4. I know that I get better at writing by writing. It sounds silly but at the end of the day when I start getting hard on myself about my abilities, I force myself to remember that the only way I will get better is if I keep practicing. (And also by reading other writers' beautiful things.)

5. I always remind myself that I can delete it later. When I first started posting that thought was the only thing that made me brave enough to do it. If I post something and I truly hate it that much after the fact (or if other people hate it) I can just delete it and never see notifications for it again.

6. I treat myself like I would treat one of my kiddos that I teach and try to gently get to the root of the problem. For me, the core is often that I am afraid of being seen. I'm afraid that when I pour my heart and soul into something, when I offer my love and my energy, people will reject it and by extension me. When I can see that my fear of not being good enough by other people's standards is at the root, it's easier for me to detach and just do my best. It's part of telling myself that I am enough, just as I am (which I tell my kiddos all the time, but really struggle with myself).

7. Recognizing the goal behind what I'm writing. I think everyone has different goals when they write something but for me, it always boils down to one thing: love. In every version of my stories, I want love to prevail and sometimes that's enough. So sometimes when I'm struggling with the "this is going nowhere" thought, I just ask myself: how does love win in this one? What is love triumphing over? And that helps. I don't want to imply that this ought to be your goal, just demonstrating how knowing what my goal is helps me to write.

8. Lastly, I remind myself that I'm not doing this for the notes, I'm doing this for other people who might be struggling in the real world (like I do so often). If I made even one single person's day a little brighter, I've succeeded. Even if it just put a smile on one person's face, touched one person's heart, it was worth it.

Anyway, this was a super long answer and probably more than you wanted. Hopefully it helps in some small measure! I'm sure you're doing amazing, sweetie. <3

Lots of love, C

P.s. Maybe having a beta who would help to pump you up and help with revisions might help?

[mikauzoran]

Adrienette Drabble Fourteen: Sleep

“Nathalie, I need you to give me back my Miraculous,” Gabriel declared resolutely at breakfast Tuesday morning.

Plagg arched an eyebrow suspiciously.

Nathalie paused with her coffee cup halfway to her mouth and sighed. “Gabriel, if it’s really bothering you not being able to sense other people’s emotions that much, maybe you should see someone for your anxiety.”

Gabriel openly scoffed. “Therapy is for weak-willed people looking for someone to whine to. Therapy is for people looking for excuses, people who lack the willpower to solve their own problems. Do I look like someone who would talk to a therapist?”

“No, Gabriel,” Nathalie muttered wearily. “Of course not.”

“Of course not,” he harrumphed. “Why would I pay good money to divulge my private affairs to some charlatan gossip? What a ludicrous idea, Nathalie.”

“Of course, Gabriel,” Nathalie mollified, making a mental note to get him a book on dealing with anxiety and slip it in with the guidebooks he was reading on parenting. She’d say it was for helping Adrien.

“Besides, I’m fine,” Gabriel argued. “While it is slightly unsettling not to feel everyone’s emotions like I used to, it’s actually kind of nice not to have that leakage, to only have to deal with what I am personally feeling. I’m getting fewer headaches, and I’m actually sleeping nights, so…”

“That’s good, Gabriel. I’m glad you’re handling this transition so well,” Nathalie praised. “But…then, why do you want your Miraculous back?”

“For Adrien,” Gabriel explained. “I was thinking that if there were to be an akuma attack, Chat Noir would have to get out of bed to fight, wouldn’t he? I just hate to see him so lifeless like this, Nathalie. There has to be something we can do.”

Nathalie pursed her lips. “While your idea is sound in principle, Chat Noir is in no shape to be out fighting akuma. He’s dehydrated from crying three days straight and weak from hardly eating just as long. If he goes out there, he’ll only get hurt.”

Gabriel slumped back into the loveseat, his rigid posture collapsing.

“It was a good idea, Gabe,” Plagg comforted as he stuffed a piece of Brie, rind and all, into his mouth.

Nathalie set down her coffee cup with a sigh. “I’m going to go see if he’ll get up for school today.”

“He was out cold when I left about twenty minutes ago,” Plagg informed.

“Let me go,” Gabriel volunteered. “He has to get up. He’s spent long enough wallowing.”

“Be nice, Gabriel,” Nathalie pleaded. “He’s still feeling raw.”

“I’ve been nice the past two and a half weeks. Now it’s time to be reasonable but firm,” Gabriel stated with determination. “He’s getting up, taking a shower, and eating a real meal. I might not make him go to school today, but I’m going to make him get out of bed and take care of himself. I’m at least making him move to the couch. We can’t let him carry on like this indefinitely. This is not healthy.”

Nathalie began to massage the bridge of her nose. “Please at least be gentle.”

“He’s not made of glass,” Gabriel insisted.

“He might as well be,” Plagg muttered.

“and he’ll start getting better as soon as we stop treating him like he is,” Gabriel concluded, getting to his feet and starting for the door.

Plagg grabbed another chunk of Brie and followed along after him.

Once they were out in the hall, Plagg arched an eyebrow at his companion. “There’s no way that you’re actually this okay,” he hummed. “You’re even better at putting on a ‘This is fine’ face than Adrien.”

“Excuse me?” Gabriel raised an eyebrow back at Plagg as Plagg floated along beside Gabriel.

“You’ve got to be a wreck on the inside,” Plagg concluded. “There’s no way you’re not what with finding out about Adrien…finally letting go of your wife…”

Gabriel looked away. “…I am fine.”

“Uh-huh.” Plagg nodded slowly. “Sure.”

“I am. I’m not someone who lets silly emotions get in the way when there’s a job to be done. I don’t sit around and wallow in my feelings; I take action,” Gabriel explained. “How else do you think I clawed my way up out of poverty to become the success I am now? Sometimes you just have to keep your eye on the goal and do whatever it takes to get there.”

Plagg hummed thoughtfully. “I can see how this ‘all or nothing’ thinking got us to where we are currently…. It’s okay not to be okay, you know.”

“That’s what Nathalie says,” Gabriel sighed. “She’s concerned that I’m not letting myself fully grieve for Emilie, but what she doesn’t seem to understand is that I have a son who needs me right now. I don’t have time to be mourning a wife who’s been gone for years. I have the rest of my life to spend missing Emilie. Right now, I need to keep it together for Adrien.”

Plagg nodded. “While I’m biased in favor of doing everything possible to make Adrien feel better, I doubt that it’s healthy to keep stuffing something that big down like you are.”

“That’s my problem, not yours,” Gabriel snickered.

“Just see to it that it doesn’t become my problem,” Plagg sighed. “The last thing Adrien needs is his father having an emotional meltdown.”

“I have things under control,” Gabriel insisted as he knocked perfunctorily at Adrien’s door before going in. “Adrien?”

There was no response from the eerily still form in the bed.

“Adrien,” Gabriel called again, going over to gently shake Adrien’s arm. “Time to get up. You need to get ready for school.”

Adrien made a groggy, disoriented sound. His eyes flickered open briefly before sliding shut once more.

“I can’t,” Adrien mumbled, voice like molasses with sleep.

“Adrien,” Gabriel warned, tone firm and authoritative. “I’ve let you do whatever you’ve wanted these past three days. I’ve had Nathalie cancel all of your obligations, and I’ve allowed you to stay home from school,” Gabriel listed patiently.

“Now, there are only two or three weeks left of high school, and I must insist that you attend. You will get out of this bed, you will make yourself presentable, you will eat a decent meal, and you will attend the entirety of the remainder of the school year unless you are actually physically ill,” Gabriel decreed.

“I know you’re struggling right now,” Gabriel attempted to sympathize with Adrien’s situation like the parenting guidebooks had suggested. “I know this is a very hard thing that I am asking you to do, but you’re a young adult now, and adults regularly have to do unpleasant, hard things. Now, I need you to get up, Adrien. I know I am not being kind right now, but am I being reasonable? Is my request reasonable?”

“Yes, Father,” Adrien mumbled, eyes still closed.

“So you’ll get up?” Gabriel brightened, thinking that the parenting guidebooks were working.

“I literally can’t right now,” Adrien moaned.

“Adrien, you know how I feel about the improper use of the word ‘literally’.”

“No, I really can’t. I woke up when Plagg left for breakfast, and I couldn’t get back to sleep, so I took some allergy meds to knock myself out,” Adrien explained in a sleepy slur, vaguely motioning towards the nightstand.

Gabriel looked and found that the pills had fallen to the floor. He picked them up with a sigh, stuffing them into his jacket pocket. “Adrien,” Gabriel chided.

“Sorry to be disappointing,” Adrien murmured. “I don’t think I can stand up straight right now.”

“You’re not disappointing,” Gabriel assured, sad that his son would even think that. “Just…don’t abuse pharmaceuticals like that again. It’s disconcerting.”

Adrien made a grunt of assent. “Sorry,” he whispered softly, drifting off to sleep once more.

“I’ll be back in two hours to wake you again, and, at that time, you will get up and get ready for school,” Gabriel informed, his tone brooking no argument.

Adrien made none.

“…It’s going to be okay,” Gabriel gently whispered, leaning in to press a kiss to his son’s forehead. “We’re going to get through this, Adrien.”

“Dad?” Adrien tried to open his eyes, but he couldn’t manage it.

“Yes, Son?”

“I know how you feel about counseling, but may I please go talk to a therapist?”

Gabriel gave a start. “Wh-What? Why would you ask that?”

“Because when you’re sick, you go to the doctor,” Adrien muttered groggily. “I’m very, very sick, Dad.”

Adrien did manage to open his eyes that time to look up sadly at his father.

That look, coupled with the new English appellation of “Dad” which seemed so much more warm and intimate than the French “Père”, made Gabriel’s heart clench.

“If I don’t get better and get Marinette to forgive me and take me back…”

Adrien swallowed hard, eyes slipping closed once more as he rubbed at the bruises still prominent and purple down his neck.

“…I’m afraid I’m going to end up killing myself, accidentally or otherwise, and I don’t want to go there. I don’t want to feel that desperate. I don’t want to do that to the people that love me. I don’t want to get to that point, so…can you help me?”

“O-Of course,” Gabriel rushed to acquiesce. “Absolutely. Anything. Whatever you think you need.”

“Sorry,” Adrien mumbled. “I’m not trying to scare you. I just…I’m scared at how dark it is inside my own head. I don’t want to get to the point where depression and desperation become suicidal thoughts and actions. I want to get better, not worse.”

“We’ll get you there,” Gabriel promised reaching out to smooth his son’s hair. “We’ll get you better. I’ll talk to Nathalie, and we’ll get you in to see a therapist as soon as possible.”

“Thanks, Dad,” Adrien mumbled with a light smile before promptly drifting off to sleep, unable to fight the effects of the allergy medication in his system any longer.

Gabriel stood there gazing down at the wreckage of his son for a good two or three minutes, contemplating once more how they had gotten to that point.

Plagg settled down on the pillow next to Adrien, despite having his own personal pillow. He snuggled up next to Adrien’s cheek and licked it protectively.

“At least he knows he’s sick,” Plagg sighed. “At least he wants to fight it.”

Gabriel took a deep breath. “I wish Emilie were here. This is terrifying.”

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Hey I have said it before but I will say it again, you are far too generous with your writing people rarely share so many snippets like you do

I don’t recall being told I’m too generous with my writing, sorry if I’m misunderstanding, is it a bad thing that I share too many snippets??  I really am genuinely asking since I found the tone of your question difficult to read, but I recall asks seemingly positive about the snippets so I really appreciate the time you took to send this message to me, but I just want to make sure I understand correctly so I can see if I can apply it and adjust it to be a better writer.  It also kind of hit a particular spot of worry that I’m all too aware of too lol

I always do worry about posting snippets because I’m afraid that once the actual fic/drabble gets posted in full that it takes away from the enjoyment because I might reveal too much, but at the same time I take so long to write and my writing tends to become much, much longer than I always originally intend, haha and I actually do get impatient and just want to share things, especially scenes I enjoyed the most, but I can see how that can also be a bad thing so I apologize for that!  Plus I also worry if the scene might actually fall flat and not be as good or enjoyable as I think it is so sometimes I post them here just to see if it received well or if readers have criticism to help me fix it, especially when it comes to details in the actual canon since I still have yet to read/see past season 1 of the anime/manga haha

Tl;dr thank you for your message and I hope posting my snippets aren’t too annoying!  I also feel guilty a lot because I take so long to write and I want to give readers something when I can while they’re being so kind and patient and so very supportive of my silly story, thank you all so much!!  

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Ships for @ocherane

Request: Hello, I was wondering if I could request written ships for BTS and Big Bang please ? Thanks!

I’m a girl with straight short (chin’s lenght) dark blonde (soon to be sky blue) hair. I have an inverted triangle face with a large forehead, I also have almond-shaped greenish eyes. i’m 5’6 and I’m slim but toned. I’m a taurus and INTP-T. My favourite colour is blue. I seem to be someone really cold at first and I have a tendency to choose the persons I will talk to, I also have difficulties to trust anyone. I have a very ironic/sarcastic sense of humour which is often misinterpreted by everyone around me who thinks I’m serious (because I’m expressionless). I tend to overthink about our lives and the control some persons and enterprises have over it so you can say I’m a bit paranoiad, I’m also afraid of the judgement the other persons on me. I tend to bottle up all my emotions so it can get pretty bad when I reach my limits… Anyway, I can still be cool when you know me; I’m totally open-minded and chill -when I don’t overthink of course. I love to discover and learn new things (like the history from other countries, new languages -I can speak french, english and I’m learning Korean and ancient greek) and one of my dreams would be to travel around the world. I always imagine scenarii so writing is one of my favourite activities, I also enjoy singing and listening to music (both of the things above go hand in hand), dancing (on the spur of the moment), reading (I could get lost in a bookstore and if I read, don’t even bother talking to me before I finished my book) and I love to cook spicy recipes and desserts. I also like to work out and I at least do some abs each day becase it makes me relax but I normally play volleyball as an activity. I am arachnophobic (I’ll just freeze if I see one and if it’s too big, I may start to cry…) and I can’t deal with snakes and insects in general (I tolerate insects but the less I see them, the better). And to conclude, I totally am a night owl, I basically live during the night (it’s also the moment where I get the most inspiration). My ideal date would be kind of spontaneous, where you don’t need to dress up or anything, just a moment where we could both enjoy ourselves : maybe just something like cooking together or cuddling while watching a movie (I’m not sure it can be considered as a date but well). For the ideal type, I can’t really say, probably someone that can make me laugh and know when to give me space, that’s the most important. I like holding hands -it’s so cute- and quick kisses but I’m not fond of hugs in general (it’s difficult to explain but I’ll say I’m not used to it so I tend to stay rigid but I really enjoy cuddling at times, I just don’t know when is a right moment to hug someone) although I would probably get used to it but not in public, I would die of embarrassment. I would absolutely love to have matching clothes or jewellery (hopeless romantic on this point!)

Hey! As you didn't request a specific admin, it's me (admin Haethers) that is taking care of the writing. I hope you will enjoy your ships and thanks for requesting! (I also wrote little drabbles (it actually was a challenge that I wasn't necessarily going to publish but it goes well with your ships so consider them a bonus ^^).

Big Bang

I ship you with G-dragon. First, you want to have blue hair and I'm sure he would love that (not like if he himself hadn't  tried all the colors of the rainbow on his hair). Well,  you may not look great together if he colors his hair in orange but anyway, I keep thinking this is a plus for you to be together. I think you two could trust each other quite fast because you seem similar on this point I think, and you wouldn't distrust each other. For the sarcasm, he would understand for sure, as he would really want to know you well and not just the part you show to people, he would certainly get used to your way of being and learn when you are joking and when you are not. He would do all he could for you to feel well and you would act the same way with him, discuss together about all -the shit- going in the world and he could learn from you as much as you could learn from him, -because I don't think you would agree with each other all the time-so you could debate. I think JiYong is quite similar to you when it comes to emotions so you both would be more open about this when together and be  sincere with each other.  He is the type to like to having you near him (during his world tours!) and you would certainly enjoy this as you love travelling. You could sometimes do the translator because, gosh you know a lot of languages ! You would also be a great source of inspiration for JiYong: he would love reading what you write and even sing your own lyrics ! He would also be fond of watching you reading or just listening to music with you... Your cooking skills would be very useful, as JiYong is not the best at that 🙄but he would ask you to teach him, because he wouldn't want you to do all the work at home. JiYong would love having matching clothes  and would always wear on him something that would make him remember you! He would offer you crazy jackets you would immensely adore. Would also love your style and..... your pink pistols earrings !!!!!! (I definitely ship you with him !)

+ During the night

Flic, floc, flic, floc" From the longest time you could remember, you have always hated the sound of the rain. "Flic, floc" And this time was not different, you thought, silently groaning against this silly weather, always here to keep you awake when your only wish is to sleep. "Flic, floc" You definitely HATED this. You were a light sleeper and you could just not bare with this oh so repetitive and annoying sound. Right at the moment, you woke up, you knew you would not fall into Morpheo's arms until a looooong moment...or just not at all. You sighed another time. Well, now that you were fully awake (thanks to your dear friend the rain), you decided you could use that time to do something more useful, like writing all the stories you were late at, instead of just begging for the downpour to stop. You then began to try getting out of your bed without waking up your still sleepy boyfriend, Ji Yong and this certainly was not an easy task. Finally, when you were at something like...2 cm to reach your goal, you felt two arms coming from behind you, getting wrapped around your waist and Ji Yong (because it was him, what a perspicacity !) mumbling something incomprehensible while moving closer to you and retaining you back. Too bad for writing, you thought, but that was better, in the end, you admitted before falling asleep in your boyfriend's comforting hug.

BTS

I ship you with... J-hope !! (He's my bias so be happy please😣). I really (really, really) hesitated with Suga, but, finally, I thought J-Hope matches better ^^ As J-Hope is "quite" sociable, I think he would try to break your shell very fast in order to know you better, despite the fact that you seem really cold, because he just doesn't care. You won't have the choice, of course (but who can resist to this huge amount of fluff ?), and would trust him fairly easily because he would be very nice with you. Buuuuut he can be quite mischievous sometimes, although I think it would match well with your personality. For the sarcasm, huh, I send him hope (although he already has a lot himself(couldn't resist making this joke, sorryy));  I still think he could manage that, he must be used to it with some other members of bts (I don't target anybody in particular of course😁). J-Hope likes girls who think a lot! (Yeah he said that) so you are perfect for him (I must calm down, he still is my bias). His optimistic  nature could help you too by lightening a bit your sometimes dark thoughts -about this depressing world-. I think you would have no other choice than to tell him what you feel (because, I repeat it, who can resist him ?). He would be very admirative of your languages skills and would help you being better in Korean as you could help him in English(but he would keep his accent, because I'm sure he finds it funny(well, I find it funny)), would try to learn some words in French by his own to surprise you. And good thing you like dancing! He would just love dancing and listen to music with you, holding your hand ☺️. Exercise ? Nope. Would just watch you do that with wide eyes, saying to you as a joke that you might be a masochist(but he would admire you for it anyway). And you play volleyball! Volleyball and tennis are not so different, right?(Well, maybe a bit😑). He would insist to be on the same team as you, and if not, would try to distract you during the match. He would just love being with you and cuddling you (I'm sure you would get used to it^^). So that's it! I think you are pretty additional!

+During the night

Why has my pillow suddenly become so hard ?" You sleepily thought, trying to find a better position, at which you failed: your new one was even worse. This caused you to moan quietly "Ouch, my poor back, I'm sure my spine is broken !" Did you fall from your bed? That was strange, it was basically the type of thing that never happened to you, but your luck could have taken holidays. You mumbled something -that you couldn't understand yourself- but anyway, this was just for the joy of mumbling. You rolled on your side and groped around, trying to figure out where you could have landed. Then your hand met (or punch, I let you the choice) a strange object. "Ouch!!" Not an object, apparently. Your boyfriend, Hoseok sighed before muttering in a sleepy voice: "Y/n, can you just stop moving and hitting me? I would want to sleep" he begged you. This made you entirely wake up only to realize you were half lying down on your boyfriend's chest: poor guy, you were totally stubbing him out. "Sorry Hobi! Just thought you were my pillow! And you really are not comfortable by the way" you "apologized" in a whisper while moving into his arms. He didn't reply anything, already asleep and it caused you to giggle: it was really funny to compare him during daylight and night.

By admin Haethers

PS: I just realized that I shipped you with Whiger's two biases. I hope she won't mind it 😅

[yi-dashi-a]

//Also wow, I love how I wrote two different things at different times, yet they both converge on a similar through line. Maybe that’s just me being uncreative? Who even knows.

  Anyways, it’s more substantial drabble time, featuring Yi’s parents. I’ve basically completed the story at this point, but am just staggering the release of it. Soon there will be no more long winded under the cut drabbles to annoy people when readmores don’t work pft

  As always, check the hobby project tag on me blog if you happen to somehow read this with no context and go ‘wtf???’

Despite her protests, the man came to blind Chao too with a thick piece of cloth. Da-Jhei, he had introduced himself as, at least somewhere in her hysterics. He stripped her faux husband of almost all his clothing, and only then did she note the direness of his state elsewhere on his body. Two crossed gashes, the injury piercing braded facial hair, pelts, robes, skin, and stopping almost to the bones of his ribs. The slice to his throat was all but gone, and she could only thank the Stars for that, but she had to wonder if it was still too late.

… How could she keep crying? Where was she getting these tears from?

But Da-Jhei was quick in his work, and other hands joined him at his barked orders. Compressive cloth. Strange concoctions that seemed to fizzle at contact with blood. She so desperately wanted to question their methods, but she was too busy stroking at Chao’s face, and cleaning the red away with damp towels.

“I knew this would happen, one day.” Da-Jhei said, sternly solemn when he finally got leave to address Huan directly, “I’ve watched ever since I came here. Even when I was a child, I knew that Yi Wushi was crossing the line.”

���What..?” She managed to stumble out her mouth, and the man’s features gave way for a little bit of sympathy,

“He’s not a good person, and now he’s done something he can finally be held accountable for.”

“You want to try and trial Yi Wushi?” Barked some unknown man, clasping at his blade, “How dare you!”

“You didn’t see what happened, Shei!” He shot right back, “But you’ve seen what’s been going on here since our beginning recollections.” That seemed to dissuade the swordsman from saying any more, slinking into the background, “No one could challenge him. Not in word, or by sword. But you… Huan, right?”

“Y… Yes…”

“I hope that you left some life in the old man.” A broad hand rested on her shoulder, and she let it be so despite herself, “But it’s good what you did. No wonder we fear mages so much. Magic does not compliment Wuju well.”

“I just want Chao to be okay.” She whispered, wetting her towel in pink water and liberally scrubbing her darling down, “I was supposed to help him. I just…”

“…Do you need to rest?” Da-Jhei soothed, “He’ll still be here if you rest. Surely you’ve been traveling… though I understand. Congratulations on your marriage, ah… by the way.”

It was out of turn for him to speak so, and he knew it when her glare cut though his heart. So he removed himself from her presence, and she continued in almost ritualistic fashion. Cleaning Chao top to bottom. Caressing his face with every free moment she got. Checking his neck as if the wound would open again. All the same she whispered her forced confidence to him. You are going to wake up, Chao. I believe in you. She was leered at by Wuju student eyes all the while, but such things did nothing to threaten her. Da-Jhei kept his watch, and she continued without fear.

That was until the monster they called Yi Wushi gurgled to life.

He said nothing at first. The only indication of his consciousness was that his rattling breaths became less even. After that, the young men who attended him backed off as if he’d been afflicted by a deadly, contagious disease. He spat deep red bile from his mouth, terrible retching following soon after. It took all efforts of everyone, once they gained their courage, and their herbal remedies to stead his breaths and expunge all the by-products of her assault from his body. Eventually however his body lit up like one giant green candle, and with that he seemed to uncompress.

But once again Huan steadied her fear. She’d already dealt with him once.

“What… have you done to me?” He rasped to no one in particular, “Why..?”

“You know why, Yi Wushi.” Da-Jhei asserted himself, and Yi Wushi’s eyes seemed to race behind his blindfold. Once again the background whine of mana circulated, but it could not manifest as he was it seemed.

“Fools, all of you. Conspiring with my son... I will end you…”

“You may have killed your son.” Huan piped up, cradling Chao in her lap, “What do you say to that?”

“Is that her?” He asked, voice gaining more depth as the green fire of healing burned around him, “Kill her. She is of Daemon Kind!”

“She is a mediator, as I see it.” She watched Da-Jhei intently, as if to wait for another excuse to crush the Yi Wushi’s ribs. He was, however, too busy parting the sea of sympathisers in order to address his Master within his space, “Did Wuchao not declare something rightly? You tried to murder him. You very well may have murdered him yet. It’s as simple as that.” The man’s arms motioned outward, “And no one can deny it. You either were not there, or you are blinded by this Wuju cult.”

“You don’t understand his deception, Da-Jhei!” The man tied to stumble to his feet, but as if numb and boneless he was quick to tumble down again, “H-He’s… He’s disrespected me. All of you have! You are all traitors of Wuju. Anyone who lets me be blinded like this deserves to die.”

“Yi Wushi, you’re the one disrespecting this art…”

And he’d make his case onwards, though Huan wasn’t of a mind to keep listening. Literally. Her vision flickered for a moment, though it took her a moment to realise the uncanny vignette didn’t match what her eyes had seen seconds before.  So easily she felt herself being transported away by brazenly powerful mentalism, so powerful that she couldn’t even hear the whispers of anything outside the illusion. To hear nothing but her own breaths was almost as unnerving as it was steadying… until her bloodied love spoke with pristine clarity.

“Papa…”

“Chao!” She all but shrieked his name, regardless of whether it was an illusion or not. Perhaps it was better she knew it to be magic, but elected to ignore it. He was as light as a baby when she gathered him up, and he was so warm with life in this world. The room she knelt in was the same as the real one too, but bereft of any other soul but herself, Chao, and Chao’s Master. It was suddenly peaceful somehow, though she wondered if Chao willed it so, “Please…”

“Let me out of this magical world, Wuchao!” Screamed out the man, and she would have strangled his head from his body if she was so allowed in this world. But she was not. Chao was the Master of this domain,

“Papa… You’re awake now. I need to tell you something.”

“I won’t listen.”

“You have no choice.”

“You…” The man, surprisingly against his rage, let out a brisk sigh, and Chao was left to speak on,

“As a father, I love you. No matter what you do to me. No matter if it’s words, or sword strikes, or the deprivation of my rights. I love you as a father.” She thought for a moment that her caressing of him was what turned his face into a stern smile. However, when she forced her hands away from him, the thing still remained, “As a Master… I hate you. I hate you so much. Sometimes I feel as if you’ve damaged me beyond repair, but I am too tired to keep hating. That, or the damage is simply already done, and I can no longer feel hate outwardly against your disciplines of me. Regardless it is there, and I will instead replace this hate in my mind for the love I have for this woman. I only hope she would have made me her husband one day. I love my father, and I would love my wife. This is all I have the power to say to you.”

“Wuchao—" But Yi Wushi was dismissed as if he were nothing in this place. Chao’s head turned slowly, and as it did she felt her vision black out around its edges. But she didn’t pay it any mind. All she needed to do was focus on him while he spoke so clearly,

“Huan..?”

“Yes, Chao? What is it?”

“… I don’t think I’m afraid anymore.” He laughed of all things, and a bloodied hand came to so easily brush away his blindfold. His eyes were so happy. So brave, “This is the one thing I was afraid of, and it’s not so bad. It’s because of you that I can say that. It hurts, but physical pain means nothing to me because I love you. And I can say I love you, but I don’t think a concept as simple as that encompasses how I feel. I’m nothing without you, I suppose. That’s the simplest I can put it.”

“Don’t be so silly!” She slapped him softly, and he winced in a dramatic, playful fashion, “You are the one who rode your horse to me. You are the one who said what was hard to say, and you somehow convinced me to come here. If you’re feeling brave now, then you haven’t been paying attention to yourself this entire time.”

“Ah… I suppose I’m in no state to argue…” Suddenly his face grew stern, though that was the last thing she saw. His voice still rung on in his mind, though she found little comfort in it as all her other senses reached some form of equilibrium, … I just wanted you to hear my voice, Huan.

“Chao?”

Even if it’s not in the way you’d like. Even if I’m here, right in front of you, bleeding through whatever you’ve put upon me. I’m faint …

“Chao! Don’t you dare disappear from my presence like this.” She shouted, but the sound in her ears barely echoed like a whisper, “Don’t you dare dismiss me. You owe me so much more than this. Don’t think it’s okay to talk to me like this.” But there was nothing but a seamless expanse. She floated there as if without any permanent form. She was not of herself, yet her mind raced. It clawed for reason and answers. It knew what he was gearing up to say, and it wouldn’t stand for it.

He must have known it too, so ingrained in her mind he was. Of course he must have heard every unspoken thought, fear, and dread of her position. As quickly as he had disappeared in the darkness, so too did he present himself once more. His head dipped out of the black as if it were water clinging to his face, and she wished to desperately to reach out for his tired expression. But she was nothing. She had no arms.

“... If you’re going to say goodbye to me.” The words echoed bravely against the strange surroundings, though she knew she hadn’t spoken them as such, “Say it to me when I can see your face. And if you die, know that I might not forgive you for it after talking to me like this. I know you’re here, and I’ve been ready to give up everything for you. You said I was to save you, and you owe me just that.”

“Just hear me, Huan, and know that I feel brave.” It seemed as if he tried to smile, but it was so very hollow, “I’m not trying to say goodbye. I’m present, and I’m trying hard, but I can only do so much for myself.  Just know... this could have gone better indeed, but I’m here with you. I’ve caused you no end of stress… but we’re here. Together. I’ll not forget this, whether I live or I die. You mean everything to me. My last hope is that I hope I’ve made you feel something too. Braveness. Joy... Even sadness, as selfish as it is. Anything. I want to know… I left a mark on someone, and even if you come to hate me after … I want someone to remember me as I truly am.”

“You can’t say tha--”

She was back to the real world in a jolt, and the first thing she heard was shouting. Along with the ruckus, the first thing she felt was someone pushing her aside, and the first thing she smelled was wood like oils as he face hit the floor boards of a temple. Her first instinct was to lash out with her magic again, but the snap reflexes of a mage were stayed by one remark alone,

“Has he died?”

“Don’t panic. He just needs help.”

“By the Stars, Yi Wushi. What have you done?”

“Don’t panic! He’s not dead.”

“Dead..?” She managed to say to someone, and someone just gave her a pained expression, “Da-Jhei..?” But the man was too busy slapping Chao’s injured chest and face to heed any of her words. Immediately her mind began to remind her she wasn’t a healing mage. She didn’t know any healing spells. She didn’t even know any first aid. She was useless beyond her ability to crush a man to near death.

“Let him die!” Yelled the head of school from across the room like some slavenly animal, and his conviction alone made her want to vomit, “He’s not worth this effort. So what if I tried to kill him? He is nothing but dishonour to the name of Yi—”

She couldn’t heal either man, but with her mana she could smack the face of the father who would let his son die. It did wonders to stop him screeching, and it ensured no one would encroach on her space. That was all she had in her though. She was lucid -- present, as he had put it -- and nowhere near passing out, but she was just absent from her body somehow. All she could do is watch, and listen to men fighting for Chao’s life. To hear him splutter back to life momentarily before something made him fall into unconsciousness again.

It was a battle she couldn’t fight, but she was praying so, so hard that those she wanted to win would triumph.

[dapperfvck-arc]

How do you run your blog?

Repost; Do Not Reblog

Speed: It really depends. Usually I’ll get to a thread within a week or two at the longest. Given that have several partners that I talk to and plot with daily/weekly, we generate a lot of new ideas frequently and when something takes awhile, it usually got buried by under a crust of new threads and occasional meme prompt ask. My drafts box is like an archeological site, I swear. Sometimes I do have trouble with inspiration for a reply, but usually it’s just a matter of getting wrapped up with my little circle of friends and co-writers.

A side note, during my working week, my productivity slows to a crawl. I’m usually better off in Skype or tumblr IM and may get to a thread or two either before or after work if I’m just not in lurk/shit post mode until I pass out.

Replies: Aesthetically I use extremely light formatting. The first word always bolded and italicized and default size with all other text smaller. I also bold the quotation marks in dialogue because it looks hella cool on my blog proper given that I have bolded/italicized text is a different colour than the rest of the text. It also looks classy af on the dash. Icons for either FC depending on verse or comic caps are used until it gets to nsfw stuff or with some drabble prompts. As for preferences, I’m really quite flexible. Honestly, tho, I’m a multi-para whore and with most threads, eventually they start to get longer and longer. However, unless I can’t parse my muse’s thoughts on a matter or situation, I won’t go in hard and fast on a one-liner or small single para. Unless you’re one of my people, but then again, you prolly already have experience being slapped with my throbbing multi-para hard-on. 

I don’t expect people to match me, and sometimes I may struggle to match length, as well, but I do like to see an attempt. Like if I give you a four para starter, I would prefer not to get a two sentence reply back (some of you are shaking your head, but this actually happened to me in my halcyon days in the community).

Starters: I don’t do greeters, because idk, for me it feels like when a teacher called on you because you weren’t paying attention. Nearly every time I’ve gotten a greeter, I’m unprepared and feel quite suddenly pressed. The RPC is already a ball of anxiety 85% of the time and I don’t want to add to anyone’s discomfort, providing I’m not the only crazy person who reacts to getting a greeter like a distant gunshot. Depending on how clogged my drafts box is and how busy I am, I probably post a starter call every couple weeks and open starters very rarely because like, idk, no one ever hops on them, so I don’t really feel like they’re welcome. In the case of the latter, I only ask that people read the tags. Some open starters are meant for mutuals, particularly ones with some established interaction.

Unless they’re plotted starters (or replies to longer ask box meme responses that I wanted to turn into a thread), they usually start short and often vague. Please don’t keep it vague. It drives me nuts. I want you to present an idea, go out on a limb, whatever (I mean within reason of course, use your common sense, too). 

Inbox: It’s a mess, tbqh. A lot of times I mindlessly reblog or queue memes, especially at work or when I’m out and about on mobile, and then don’t feel like doing them or get excited over certain prompts over others. I will say that I keep things in my inbox for a very long time and might get to replying to prompt weeks to months later. Frequently I will draft ones that I know will be long.

Selectivity: Hoooo boy. I’m pretty fucking selective tbh. I like my partners to be literate and of course be able to enjoy their portrayal/character. That’s not to say I’m not open to meeting new people and interacting with new muses. I don’t need to know your muse extensively to RP with you, but I’m also perfectly willing to educate myself (I’m not going to front, I was compelled to watch both Daredevil and Preacher for the sake of character/canon research, as well as starting to read Lucifer). Also, I mostly RP with mutuals, but again, that doesn’t mean I’m not willing to discover new mutuals, you feel me?

Sometimes when my stress levels are high or I’m drowning in drafts, I tend to be a bit more standoffish and stick to “my people”, however this doesn’t last for long and may be broken by a compelling enough new interaction.

Wishlist item: *pounds table aggressively* CONSTANTINE FAM! AND I SUPPOSE THIS IS REALLY SELFISH BUT I WANT A CHERYL OR GEMMA RP BLOG IN MY LIFE. AND IDEK MAYBE HAVING A CHERYL BLOG WOULD BE BORING AS SHIT, BUT A GEMMA??? SURELY TO FUCK SOMETHING FASCINATING COULD BE DONE WITH HER. Also: CHAS! ELLIE! HELL BLAZER CANON CHARACTERS PLS. 

ahem.

Anyway, idk, I really don’t have a wishlist? I mean, there are certain themes I’m keen to explore. Like my mythological bent to John, and developing certain verses, but like...all things considered I’m just more interested in world and relationship building than ticking off a wishlist of AUs or situations I want to see played out. 

Honest note: I’m fiercely independent, and I don’t put up with bullshit. Honestly, I don’t have much tolerance for drama and the easiest way to push me away is pull me into a vortex of social or interpersonal drama. Been there, done that, and honestly I can be a bit skittish if I start getting a weird vibe. I’m coming up on five years RPing on tumblr and there’s not a lot that shocks me anymore. 

A few more admissions:

-- I love writing ships. When I wrote fanfic, it was 95% shippy stuff. That doesn’t mean it’s all about romance, fluff, and sex, sometimes it’s just how two muses relate to each other or a glimpse into their lives together, but I know my strengths and tend to default to them. This doesn’t mean I’m out to collect lovers for John or am not willing to step out my comfort zone, just that there’s going to be a lot of that stuff here.

-- If we talk ooc, there’s a 100% more possibility that you’re going to get more attention from me both ic and ooc. It’s just a matter of comfort level. Though I might seem together and confident, it’s only really in regard to my writing. I’m intimidated by people who are so much better at being witty and fun and silly on tumblr and chatty about their characters and fandom outside of the constraint of meme prompts or whatever. I guess I’m just afraid of boring people or having followers roll their eyes like “omg Iggy stfu. Don’t you have twenty-odd replies? Chop, chop you anal retentive bitch.” Mind, no one’s actually said this to me, I just have dodgy self-esteem, honestly, and some days are worse than others.

-- If I tell you I think you’re a good writer, I mean it. This is important.

-- If I tell you I’m worried about the quality of a reply I gave you, I’m not fishing for compliments, I’m legitimately uncertain that you’ll like it. Just fyi.

-- I’m bad at writing m/f ships in any expedient manner. I have no good excuse for this other than being queer trash that would rather write about men being in love and lust. And uh, that’s not a good excuse at all. I’m just the literal worst and I’m sorry I come off as not inclusive enough. Honestly, I’m trying to be better about this deep failing of mine.

-- I apologize a lot for things I shouldn’t. Sorry lol

Tagged by: @vamptrampbamf

Tagging: @dcviltongued, @aliasinvestigate, @hittcr, @haharlarious, @riskedfalling, @hawkwxrd, @rageinmybones

[tackyink]

Since yesterday we were on the topic of bad irrational feelings, and since I’ve read this amazing blog post by Amanda Palmer, and these are good things to say out loud because there are always others who are thinking the same but are afraid to, because it’s ugly, because maybe it’s just them (it’s never just you, in anything, ever), I’m going to.

Jealousy sucks.

Comparing yourself to others sucks.

And both things are completely normal when you are producing content.

I’m going to talk about writing, because it’s what I do, but I think it’s applicable to many other things.

I can safely say that the three things I struggle with the most when I’m writing are these:

Planning story arcs

Remembering why I’m writing

Not thinking of what others are writing

And while the first one is a technical aspect, the other two are very much tied, and relate to expectations: the expectations of my readers, and the expectations I have towards myself, respectively.

So I have a bit to say about those two subjects.

Remembering why I’m writing

I can say without hesitation why I began writing everything I’ve written: drabbles, one-shots, long stories. It may have been an idea, a feeling, a character that stood out, but there’s at least one reason that’s prompted me to sit in front of a screen for hours on end, painstakingly chaining words while I could have invested that time in something more productive like, say, finally learning to play my guitar, or how to flip a Spanish omelette without transforming the kitchen into a war zone.

The problem pops up with longer stories, and I honestly can’t say if it would if instead of posting chapters on their own I wrote the entire story before I began to share it.

The comments, hopefully, arrive. They are, hopefully, mostly positive. And when the initial rush of the shiny new story has worn off, I am left with an empty Word doc and an inbox full of well wishes and update soons.

Well, I think to myself, I can’t disappoint them now. So I sit down and hammer away at the keyboard.

This cycle keeps repeating. It’s mostly a positive, encouraging influence. But sometimes, in the process, writing becomes a drag, an important plotline stale, and I need to force myself to go through the motions. I keep thinking, will they like this? Should I throw in some shippy moments? Are they reading for this? Will they feel baited if I write this way?

(Nowhere in the description of Inked on Skin says humor or romance, I excuse myself, but unwittingly or not, the tone is what it is. Maybe the genre tags I slapped on it are a lie, a shield to protect myself from expectations. But while I write, it’s a constant of not funny enough, not dynamic enough, will they want to stick long enough to see where this relationship is going? And jokes don’t sound funny and intimate moments aren’t as touching when you’ve been staring at those pages for six hours that day.)

And sometimes the most obvious question is forgotten among all the others: Do I like this? Would I read this?

The answer isn’t always yes, but writing gets much, much easier when I direct the questions towards me instead of them. I think I’m doing a little better on that front.

Not thinking of what others are writing

This is the worst offender. The one that is capable of keeping me away from my own stories for days or weeks. The great, disgusting self-pity generator.

I’ve said it a few times, but just for the record: when I have an ongoing fic, I usually avoid reading stories for that same fandom. Very rarely I make exceptions, though some things are so well written and catch my attention so powerfully that I can’t stay away from them.

And here come in the bad, ugly feelings of inadequacy. Because mixed with the happiness of having found that fic with perfect characterization and a plot you like is also the question, ‘why can’t I be like that author?’

It’s insidious, pervasive, and it takes over if I dwell too much on it. I hate it, and I keep doing it. I see in them things I want to do, styles I want to write in, characters that I wish I’d handled that way and ideas I wish I’d had, and I look at all the things I don’t have instead of those I do.

And it’s so easy to land in that pitfall it’s scary. Then I start wondering where I went wrong.

If I’d read more. If I’d read better books. If I hadn’t wasted nearly a decade of my life not writing. If my native language was English. If all those things that haven’t happened would have, well, that’s fucking silly, I wouldn’t even be me to begin with. They haven’t happened, never will, and I gotta make do with the resources at hand. And I am not doing badly, if I’m being objective.

In fact, I’m doing pretty fucking swell. When I was writing fic over ten years ago, getting more than two or three comments in any given chapter would have been a blessing. Getting over 100 reviews on a story? Ha. That was something only really good writers did. Those were on a whole other level. Maybe, maaaybe one day I’d get like, 20.

I can feel sixteen year old me glaring daggers this way. I’ve become one of those people I envied, and what now? Now I’ve found somebody else to envy. What else do I want from me? I don’t know. But it’s always more, more, more.

And I think it’s important to recognize that these feelings exist, because otherwise, they eat away at you. And if you see them for what they are, you can air them out, or put a lid on that train of thought. You can step back and tell yourself that you are being an idiot, that you have the right to be an idiot because feelings are not something you can just avoid, but you also have an obligation to yourself to stop it. Take a breath, look another way, look at your work. Don’t let them drag you down. You’ve come all this way, and that’s amazing. There are people who wish to be in your shoes. You can keep getting better, closer to your ideal, if you keep working, keep in mind that whatever defines your work is never the same that defines another’s. That the same way you find something special that touches you in your favorite authors’ works, someone out there is getting the same from what you do. That’s incredible.

It can be a small consolation, sometimes, but it serves me well. And I thought it was important to share, because creating content is often a lonely work, and the more time you spend in your mind, the easier it is to forget that there’s an entire world outside of you, and that it’s never going to judge your work as harshly as you do. And that often, you are much closer to what you want to be than you realize.

[disarmingly]

fanfic asks i’m going to post answers in numerical order as i got some numbers asked twice which is cool but i definitely am the idiot who will lose track if i don’t do it in number order! also i’ll throw it under a read-more bc i tend to get rambly and so it all gets quite long! like seriously i apologize i wanted to give it my all but like i may have written too much >_<;;;

i'm gonna preface with: i was confused by these first two because i thought is this the same question but then figured maybe 3 was ff and 4 is not ff? T_T;;;;

3 [ name three favorite writers ]

the truth is i admire a lot of people and not all of them actually post their work unfortunately. however, xiajin ( @j-ungah)  is one who does, for which i am very grateful. it's easier though for me to say the THINGS i like best i.e. i really admire people who do humor in…how do i say it? ah well it's best for me when it's fluid within other feelings -- like the lightheartedness makes the punches and ups and downs of other aspects of their stories just shine? i am fairly unskilled with lightness/humor and i am repeatedly and eternally in awe of people who weave that facet of the heart into their narratives so believably. ^^;; i also admire what i think of as a seven-sense experience -- which is to say something about a writer whose descriptions dialogues and everything in-between??? create a thing i feel hear smell taste see, yes, but also a thing i dream, i thing i wake up to or from….that kind of suspension of my reality. ^^;;; which just smacks of escapism i know hahakjsfsdlfds OTL but it is what i like! some other part of why i don't have a lot of names rn is that when i'm focusing on writing i don't read as much fic? and on the flipside when i'm not trying to write then i read like everything under the sun thrice over ^^;;; but i've been in writing/trying to write-mode since i posted This Time Around so…yeah!  

4 [ name three authors that were influential to your work and tell why ]

this is really hard! but i left out one writer on my past book rec list so i'll mention him here. john steinbeck! i know that most people/schools/etc tout him for grapes of wrath T_T;;; but like….i tried really hard to like it for a friend who is basically married to that book and i just…couldn't? i tried with of mice and men too but that book is like being beaten up by the written word and no one to patch you up afterward. but. BUT! let. me. tell. you.

east of eden

this book is falling apart like i've read it until it's shreds and i don't wanna give up the copy i have because like…i have so many notes in it? i have dates written down and things i don't remember ever writing or what they reference but getting a new one would be like…idk i can't do it yet. i'll have to soon just bc i carry it around everywhere and i need it but..this book, warrants steinbeck being mentioned in and of itself. if you haven't read it, i cannot rec it enough. like i am not honestly a huge fan of anything outside of fantasy or science fiction but this is my exception. no amount of applauding is going to do it justice. but suffice to say he's got this wickedly good balance of ideas, execution, emotion, and rationale and i just feel so much it is a book that HURTS and yet i kind of…what's it like? it's like if it took me years and years to climb a tree just to see what i can see from the top, then learning to climb back down. sitting under that tree. feeling…like a conversation happened?

T_T i ramble but yeah. john steinbeck's east of eden.

other than that: diana wynne jones, CLAMP (cries forever), cs lewis  

6 [ how did writing change you? ]

before i wrote i drew and i painted, which i find hilarious now because lolololol what IS visual art, it’s hard work and talent hybridized with quality hearts (me: /stares at all my fave fanartists for real) kdsfdsfdlsfjlds but yeah uh writing happened because i loved reading. i thought: these things make me feel less displaced in the universe, if only a little. ah well, more to the point, writing in and of itself changes me in every day life almost to a fault: i think a LOT about what i say, even when i’m perceivably rambling. i over-think it too. writing in every-day life makes even the most awkward cat potato (me) better able to hold a normal conversation, which come to that isn’t the MOST important thing, but it is a thing that changed because before writing i basically stood still and tried to hide in my own shadow (unsuccessfully btw.) now i stand very still, hope no one talks to me, but am able to at least talk back if they do ^^;; 

if this question means how did ff writing change me otherwise...is it stupid to say on several times, writing ff has saved me? is it melodramatic? probably. i think it does though. i’ve said several times i don’t do wonderfully in-person (ability to converse even so) and it’s painfully true. i don’t know that i believe i ever will. i’m in plainest terms, too afraid. ff writing has given me opportunity to connect with people despite my shortcomings in this way though. sometimes someone says they related to a certain thing or they feel content or a familiar sadness but not in a bad way and that is So Much to me. like can you imagine being in complete darkness and seeing a small light in the sky or the ground or the sea suddenly? that’s what those are.

so writing is helping me change, i hope, from someone who has had the growing fear of being lost forever, to being a little less lost, a little less unworthy. to be fair, writing in and of itself for me is often a lost feeling but those sparks of Found are irreplaceable and whether they happen when i write or when someone responds to the writing, i carry them with me to the best of my ability. because they’re precious. because i need them. and i’m grateful. 

writing separate from ff is something i also hope will change me, but i have yet to figure out a way to share that and for now i have a lot of stories on my Intentions to try to actualize, so my side poetry is a sidecar project and that’s okay.

11 [ do you listen to music when writing? ]

yes! in fact i tend to make playlists for my stories when i’m done usually consisting of what i listened to….even if that's a silly thing to do ^^;; i think about sharing them sometimes haha but it’d be linking a bunch of youtube links so idk if that’s dumb sdlkedfsoijlefdjoslk sometimes it’s bangtan and often it’s movie scores i.e. ghibli stuff ....oh and video game osts too!!! a hodgepodge! 

12 [ favorite place to write ]

home because i need as much control over my environment as possible. i honestly don't understand how people can get any writing done outside in the city because it's like one massive attention-deficit lmfdlsfdsfkdsjl but kudos to the people who can…!

13 [ hardest character to write ]

LMFSLKFUOIJWFLSK gosh um…i think for me the way i would phrase this is that the character i am most nervous writing???  yoongi. he features predominantly in my writing because i find his transparency about his journey(s) relatable and something to always be grateful for. unfortunately being relatable presents the ever present pitfall possibility of projecting onto someone, which i don't want to do. even when writing him as a character, i still want him to resonate true to the real deal in as much as possible in the world created or the canon suggested. i want to do right by him, very badly, and for better or worse that means i can almost never enjoy writing him because i'm so worried the whole time. the moment of peace is when i either post or delete, but both leave an uneasy feeling if i'm honest, and perhaps that's always going to be true -- with my favorite people and my favorite ideas i guess.

14 [ easiest character to write ]

like 13 i'm cheating and changing this to the character i'm least anxious writing and that would be namjoon. i love him a lot but for whatever weird reason i'm not having heart palpitations every time i have to write a line of dialogue for him. is it because i've watched and read everything of him the most? not really. i think i've re-visited more kookie things out of all of the ot7, but namjoon has a vibe i get, a wavelength i'm on almost all the time and i can't quite explain it since it's not like i'm talking about a person i personally Know. but what i mean is, i feel like i do? he makes me feel comfortable with him at the colloquial level both verbally and emotionally so i don't overthink him as much as i do say yoongi, jungkook, and hoseok -- all beloved but also sharp points of vulnerability for me.  

17 [ favorite AU to write ]

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh….well. the way it's phrased it feels like it means ongoing AU??? which would be time and again drabbles supplementary to This Time Around (the initial oneshot).... (even tho from hereon out everything else will transpire BEFORE the current chapter up lololololol way to be confusing right) but if it just means like what universe, period, huh gosh. all your stars are my stars too au probably.

20 [ favorite character to write ]

i CAN'T pick

21 [ least favorite character to write ]

i don't have one unless you count 'difficult' as leas favorite but that's really not true for me s-so...

22 [ favorite story you’ve ever written ]

?_? ahhh the story closest to my heart?    tie between all your stars are my stars too verse, and this time around verse. haha i keep picking those two but honestly despite being two very different worlds the pulse is actually the same.

23 [ least favorite story you’ve ever written ]

so far away

still disappointed in myself because to this day i don't know what i can do to make it better i just know it could be and it's so specific i just don't look at it anymore. it is by far the one i've revised the most and i'm sure that's weird haha...but it means so much to me...if it was a friend in my past, this story would be the friend i should have done more for, didn’t, couldn’t, and will regret until i can either come up with an answer or just have to square with said regret and say we don’t always get it the way we want it. hm. i admit when i posted it i hoped i’d be less disappointed with myself over time, but apparently not so.

24 [ favorite scene you’ve ever written ]

T_T no idea … do you have one, anon? /waves white flag/ i guess i'm just cheating through all these asks OTL forgive me but i guess a favorite would be any scene that a reader feels connected with them/resonated personally or moved their feelings into a place or shape they didn't expect but are okay having? 

25 [ favorite line you’ve ever written ]

sjflkfesdipokleds /covers face/ im really sorry i just don't…have one…ah...i can’t look too closely...but i always appreciate when readers have favorite lines and copy paste them to me any given time like it’s so nice? ;_; it’s so nice ahhh

26 [ story you’re most proud of ]

since i kinda hard passed the last two with this one huh like i guess if i can qualify this as 'story i consider deleting the least often' that would actually probably be my ONE vmin  fic i wrote so far -- sidereal -- lmfdlskfdsfjdsl sidereal -- and it's not that i think it's especially good but more so that i know/ don't question what i'd change about it because it came together start-to-finish very naturally…and that's funny since i had never written them before.

27 [ best review you ever got ]

listen. every review is the best review T_T seriously every review, every bookmark's notes, every ask….(well as long as it's not mean!) ah is a use of someone else's time they did not have to give me but they did and that? that's huge. fanfic is interesting bc it's a thing done for pleasure but unlike say, fanart, there is no readily apparent way to make it marketable? so i think of those words left as review or ask or whatever… as a manner of wealth, if it makes sense, a currency of kindness motivation/encouragement and hope -- that even if i dislike my writing/ find majority fault within it at the end of the day….. there are people out there who don't dislike it too, which is amazing and a relief.

28 [ worst review you ever got ]

hmmm well tech it wasn't a review but like i have gotten a LOT of asks regarding ... .- ...- . -- . + stardrop that range from disappointment that i wrote/published stardrop at all [i knew it would garner some of this but i have haha had more than i thought] to just flat-out regret for having read any of them in the first place. now, as someone who doesn't see any time in the near future where i'll like my own writing, having someone use the words 'regret reading' are….it's upsetting. i feel silly for how much it gets to me but i'm a weak spiral of a person in many ways, so asks like that send me running to hover over the delete button all the time, not just on that story but every story. but i know LOGICALLY it's just an extreme reaction of mine so i don't follow through but yeah my fight or flight response is very much flight lolololol OTL

as for not that uh probably the smattering of asks that came through when i posted 'follow' …one of which asked why i portrayed jungkook so stalkery (as far as i'm concerned, i didn't. he admires namjoon same as some of us admire our own internet idols or whoever)

32 ... .- ...- . -- .   [ alternate title for (insert story title) ]

IN fact i almost called it 'equilibrium' but while relevant that seemed too vague...

33 ... .- ...- . -- .   [ alternate ending for (insert story title) ]

jungkook wakes up. jungkook wakes up and he's raining, brings his hands to his eyes and can't stop, can't speak, can't anything but rain. jungkook wakes up, curls on his side, and cries cries cries until he falls back asleep.

a moment later, the door to his room slides open. two pairs of eyes worry after him into the dark where they recognize three things: 1. jungkook may never forgive himself; 2. there is nothing either of them can do about it; 3. when the captain named namjoon and the mechanic named yoongi forced jungkook into an escape pod at just the last second, their intention was to save him but the result is not so simple.

with unpredictable caution, taehyung enters the room, jimin's hand at his back, doesn't bother to speak quietly, well-acquainted at this point with how deeply jungkook dreams, how desperately. biting the inside of his cheek, taehyung shakes his head. "what are we gonna do?" after a moment, he glances to his right as jimin brushes past him to draw jungkook's blankets up more securely around him, combs soft fingers through his sweat matted hair and says,

"the best we can."

38 [ do you reread your own stories? ]

other than to proofread? no! i'm still very immature as a writer so the reality is if i go back to read something i have a 99% likely will delete because i see all the flaws and things i want to do better but don't yet have the skill to achieve??? but i know i can't or shouldn't literally wipe everything away Just Because, so…@_@;;;

40 [ which one of your stories would you most like to see as a movie/series ]

time and again drabbles or this time around

46 [ share a scene of a story that you haven’t published yet ]

*

the night of taehyung's sorting, jimin jumps out of his place at the table to go meet him but a hand circles around his wrist, holds him there. when he looks down, he finds taemin, all calculated cat expressiveness that reminds jimin of yoongi except taemin has a contradictory warmth about him. yoongi is cool to the look the touch and everything until you get inside him; then he's warmer, jimin would dare say, than he himself is, but so few people know it it's hardly worth mentioning. he blinks. frowns.

"i'm going to say hi."

"no."

jimin pulls. taemin sighs.

"do you think for a second they won't use him against you."

it's not a question and for good reason. jimin sits down again, quiet. hollow, learns at age twelve about thinking ahead and expecting the worst.

if only to protect the very best.

truth be known, he doesn't mind being a slytherin. it's easy to just say no one is trustworthy than to say everyone is. but the history of his family creates a whole additional spectrum of uncertainty. 'park' is so common a name one would think it wouldn't be so obvious except jimin's family has been in and out of the wizarding world papers for quite some time. try as they might to undo a history that predates them by decades, it's hard -- no, impossible. slytherin is one thing. heir is another. wealth. jimin is twelve but the world is much older and his so-called peers fall somewhere in-between.

anyway.

what he wants: to say hello to his dearest friend.

what he doesn't want: to bring said friend trouble, no more than he already has.

jimin looks over at taehyung, watches as hoseok helps him with his baskets and...swallows.

it hurts.

*

around the middle of the second month taehyung goes missing.

it's yoongi that lets jimin know, which makes jimin feel guilty all over: i should have already known.

"did they say when they last saw him?" he asks, rushing around more than he knows yoongi prefers but yoongi is loyal and yoongi is yoongi; he rushes with him, this way and that.

"hobi says yesterday, supper."

biting his lip until it bleeds, jimin experiences what a person always experiences when he knows this might be all his fault: wrenching self disgust, fear, anxiety that crawls around in the chest and twists around the heart like a curse. but feeling bad won't do anything; feeling bad won't find his best friend (who might not want to be your best friend anymore, his heart whispers and it's cold, it's distant, it's terrifying.) yoongi's hand in the sleeve of his robe jerks jimin to a stop so fast he almost trips, except yoongi holds him up while muttering a spell under his breath, the tip of his wand a sharp tap against jimin's strawberry pin (a thing he wears every day in the knot of his tie.) it lights up briefly, blue.

"if i find him before you, that'll happen."

then yoongi is gone in another direction. it makes sense. the school is offensively massive and jimin has never detested it more in his life.

*

growing up, jimin lived by the sea and taehyung came to visit him every other summer. they collected seashells and named all the fish they happened to find and made castles they planned to live in one day when they were older.

"this one's your room."

holding up a piece of sea glass shining aquamarine, jimin held it over the sun, turned back to face him and said, "then it's yours too."

*

the room of requirement is for any given thing. for taehyung he needs a place to be found and for jimin, he needs to stop losing.

it takes him two days to find the boy whose sleeping patterns he knows by heart, the boy whose dreams felt often like his own dreams when they were much smaller; it takes him two days and seven hours and forty-one minutes. but he finds him.

when he opens the door, it's some god sized gift to have taehyung meet his eyes.

it's a human sized gift to receive a careful smile.

and it's everything else to crush him in his arms and breathe him in and keep him there, everything to say,

"i'm sorry."

"me too." a pause. "those strawberries were for you," and the way taehyung says it isn't a guilt-trip. it's just him being genuinely regretful he couldn't give them to jimin the way he wanted to but this makes it that much sharper.

jimin bursts into tears.

*

that summer they go to taehyung's home and jimin eats every strawberry taehyung offers him, which means he gets fairly sick, but he disguises it as something else as best he can and almost doesn't feel so sick at all anyway when taehyung, wide-brimmed straw hat a halo on his head, laughs a sunrise sound and sings a sunset song. it's very windy during their visit, so jimin lays a charm on taehyung's hat to keep it from flying away.

*

49 [ writing advice ]

1. don’t give up. -- which for me and i guess a lot of people whether it’s art or just life, is truly the hardest. but i am constantly attempting to apply to writing what i try to apply to my livelihood: this idea that the most contemptible thing to do is to surrender. i was thinking about lord of the rings the other day and trying to figure out who i hated the most 8D;;; because my train was stuck and i was viciously trying to not freak out....anyway i kept thinking of denethor...and he’s not you know out and out a villain but he’s just so vile to faramir and on top of that he has clearly given up. he’s got this twisted saccharine doom about him that is somewhat because he’s lost his mind but he lost himself first. 

i know this is a really dramatic mental deviation but it’s what i think about ^^;;; the temptation to give up is constant, it’s not a thing that goes away -- which is why i wrote ‘begin’ to address this idea that sometimes the hardest thing is to start, and then to continue in the face of a trouble that has no permanent cure. the moment you give up you lose you, and of course you lose your art. what’s that cliche??? you can’t get something for nothing. i hope that doesn’t come across condescending or bad. i just know for me i have to yell at myself all the time about it, so that’s why it’s first on the list OTL don’t give up, or in the words of bangtan: no no no not today! ^^

2. i used to believe you couldn’t force writing but i think what the more accurate way for me now is to think: i can’t force Right Writing, like it isn’t necessarily good as i throw it down initially and sometimes that’s as good as it’s going to be until i reach a point in that piece that helps me rebuild/recreate/reword the first parts that i KNEW at the time weren’t very good but couldn’t do more with...like perspective within your own narrative i guess, which can’t be gotten without pushing ahead. 

so for example, i disliked everything i had with call and answer from the beginning to the end but the only way i got it all done was to write something every day a paragraph or two maybe, just to get draft one done. then i could look at it the next day to proof-read, put one part before another part, etc, etc, the things that went into making it something i could bear to post. ah so basically if it comes a little naturally that’s awesome but i know for me the most frustrating thing is not being able to control when that happens or why, and since i still want to write, this was my ‘solution’ so to speak -- write it, don’t delete it, look at it in an hour or the next day but move forward even if you’re not 1000% sure with it. like i know this doesn’t work for everyone but it is what has at the moment, kept me afloat. it’s not fun but for whatever reason, it is a method i have employed time to time. 3. write what YOU want to, not what anyone else wants you to (unless it’s like a request you’re fulfilling which case that’s up to you of course!) but in general like....i think there’s a misconception that to write big you have to write for everyone but you can connect to a lot of people by telling a very specific story -- they may not dive into every part, but if there is even one aspect of a story i feel recognized by (a moment, a turn of phrase, the resolution, the problem, whatever) then that’s often enough for me. it’s like with people, we don’t get every part of each other -- even the best of friends, or lovers or whatnot -- but the parts we do get mean so much. same for me with stories.

4. give better advice than me lmfdslkf omg 

feel free to send other numbers or if i missed one let me know........omg but you probably wouldn’t want to after this huh? lmdsfijfoklfeds ^^;;; wow if you read all that uh....thank you but also i’m sorry ;; lmfdsojklefds T//////T!!!!! <3 ;3;

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Important Note: The icons I use for Hinata were made for me by my friend Foster at snakesage

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1. Mun is 21+, Muse is at least 18+ by default. So there can and will be smut. I will not smut with minor muns or muses 2. Don’t reblog threads you aren’t apart of 3. I do gore, but character death is AU of the normal timeline and must be plotted for 4. No Godmodding 5. No rape, at least not for kink and not without super heavy plotting and readmore for trauma 6. No Female/Female romantic relationships or smut, Mun is not comfortable with it 7. No anon hate. Period. You will be blocked 8. I multiship. Chemistry is required but I am okay with plotting crack ships or arranged marriage AUs. Crack ships basically dont need chemistry, theyre ships based on fun or absurdness; this also means my muse may be a little OOC when it comes to that ship (but not much). 9.I am OC friendly, all I ask is that you have an about page for your muse and give them a little thought, or at the very least IM me and tell me about your muse so I know what Im working with. I WILL NOT RP WITH PERSONAL BLOGS, I HAVE BAD EXPERIENCES WITH THESE KINDS OF RPS 10. Don’t force ships. Im not really into NaruHina here, in fact that’s the reason for this blog. I don’t hate the ship and Im not saying ill NEVER RP it, but understand that I may not be thrilled to RP it and you’ll have to have a better reason than “because canon” 11. I don’t mind grammar issues as long as I can understand you, i know not everyone speaks English or has English as a second language. Plus my grammar isn’t the best either. 12. I don’t RP: Foot Fetishes, Water Sports, Scat, Rape Fetish or pedophilia 13. Tag images of spiders and clusters of holes in the human body. For these simply use the tags ‘spider’ and ‘trypto’ respectively. Spiders are a legit phobia of mine, but tryptophobia is more of a squick. It makes me SUPER uncomfortable but isn’t going to send me into a panic attack. Spiders however WILL cause me to have a panic attack. 14. This is a canon divergent blog. This means this is MY Hinata, she will act differently than Canon Hinata. I am ignoring 700+ but that doesn’t mean I wont interact with second generation muses. Just don’t act like Hinata is YOUR Boruto or Himawari’s mom, cuz shes not. Don’t complain that she doesn’t act “Like Hinata” because again, shes Canon Divergent. 15. I do not send in passwords. Assume that if Im following you, I have read your rules. Passwords make me anxious, I will never require one for any of my blogs and I wont follow people who do require them. 16. I cannot handle autoplay on blogs. It startles me and causes a bit of disorientation and sensory overload, especially when I cannot find where to turn it off. Do not expect me to follow back if you have autoplay, however if I do happen to follow back, I will look at your rules once and probably rarely visit your blog after that. Blogs with autoplay can still interact with me and RP with me, but all your replies will be done strictly from mobile, as that is the only way I can visit your blog without suffering sensory overload. 17. DO NOT TRY TO SAY MY MUSE SHOULD NOT BE UNCOMFORTABLE IN A SITUATION JUST BECAUSE YOURS HAS A DISABILITY. It is fine if your muse DOES things because of a disability, but EXPECT my muse to be uncomfortable not not okay with it.

Important Information:

1. Take your time with replies. I am online pretty much all the time so I reply pretty quickly. Don’t feel pressured to reply as soon as I do, I understand you have your own life and things to do. Sometimes you just don’t feel it. That’s cool 2. If i don’t reply after 1 week TELL ME I PROBABLY FORGOT OKAY :3 3. My IM and ask box are always open, don’t be afraid to use them. 4. I don’t practice “Reblog Karma” so feel free to reblog a meme from me without sending it. However if you do send me the meme before reblogging, im more likely to send it back. 5. Things I WILL NOT stop RPing with you for: Race, Ethnicity, Religion, Culture, Traditions, Beliefs, Mental State, Disability (or lack thereof), sexual orientation, gender expression, headcanons, ships 6. Things I WILL stop RPing with you for: Shitty attitudes (I.E hateful speech, discrimination), Pedophilia, Starting unnecessary drama, Treating me or my friends like shit, forcing ships, godmodding 7. You do not have to match my length. My lengths vary depending on the thread and my partner. I don’t like “fluffing” up my replies, this means I wont write 5 paragraphs when I can get my point across in 2-3 lines. Sometimes my replies can be a bit shorter but they’re never lacking in quality. I write to the best of my ability and I don’t expect you to return my 2 paragraph reply with 2 paragraphs of your own, because sometimes I cant do that either. That being said if you do give me a shorter reply, try to make it mean something. Give me something to work with, a one liner reply isn’t preferred but if you can give me something to work with I’ll reply. 8. I rarely drop threads for no reason. If i don’t reply I probably lost the reply honestly. If im ready to drop a thread, I’ll usually ask you or mention it in the tag of my reply. However I do reserve the right to drop a thread for any reason, I’ll usually tell you why though unless I forget. If you think I’ve dropped a reply, feel free to ask me about it. I may drop threads without warning if you aren’t giving me enough to work with. Again I can reply to one-liners if they give me something good to work with but if I start struggling for replies I may drop the thread 9. I am a very open and understanding person, I dont like seeming like a bitch because Im super self-conscious that people secretly hate me or will come to hate me. So Im very nice and open, DO NOT TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THIS TO TRY AND BREAK RULES/DO WHATEVER YOU WANT OR I WILL NOT HESITATE TO BLOCK YOU.

Weekly Schedule: every week I will do themed days, some are the usual expected ones and some are ones I made up. Here is the tentative schedule, Sometimes I may forget to make prompts for these days but I always accept asks centered on that days theme: Sunday: Sinday –> Sexual themed asks/threads Monday: Munday –> Ask the Mun things Tuesday: TMI Tuesday –> Ask muse very invasive personal questions Wednesday: Wedding Wednesday –> Arranged Marriage AU threads/drabbles Thursday: Open Askbox Thursday –> Ask Muse anything you want Friday: Freaky Friday –> Ask muse about their kinks, turn ons and turn offs Saturday: Silly Saturday –> Send silly,random or out of the blue asks, try to make mun or muse laugh.

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Rules and Guidelines

Note: this is a side blog! All follow-backs will come from gentlegrace 

Rules 1. Mun is 21+, Muse is at least 18+ by default. So there can and will be smut. I will not smut with minor muns or muses 2. Don’t reblog threads you aren’t apart of 3. I do gore, but character death is AU of the normal timeline and must be plotted for 4. No Godmodding 5. No rape, at least not for kink and not without super heavy plotting and readmore for trauma 6. No Female/Female romantic relationships or smut, Mun is not comfortable with it 7. No anon hate. Period. You will be blocked 8. I multiship. Chemistry is required but I am okay with plotting crack ships or arranged marriage AUs. Crack ships basically dont need chemistry, they’re ships based on fun or absurdness; this also means my muse may be a little OOC when it comes to that ship (but not much). 9.I am OC friendly, all I ask is that you have an about page for your muse and give them a little thought, or at the very least IM me and tell me about your muse so I know what Im working with. I WILL NOT RP WITH PERSONAL BLOGS, I HAVE BAD EXPERIENCES WITH THESE KINDS OF RPS 10. Don’t force ships. If you ship it, I probably do too. Just ask 11. I don’t mind grammar issues as long as I can understand you, i know not everyone speaks English or has English as a second language. Plus my grammar isn’t the best either. 12. I don’t RP: Foot Fetishes, Water Sports, Scat, Rape Fetish or pedophilia 13. Tag images of spiders and clusters of holes in the human body. For these simply use the tags ‘spider’ and ‘trypto’ respectively. Spiders are a legit phobia of mine, but tryptophobia is more of a squick. It makes me SUPER uncomfortable but isn’t going to send me into a panic attack. Spiders however WILL cause me to have a panic attack. 14. This is a canon divergent blog, I state this because Boruto is still ongoing and I have NO IDEA what direction Wasabi’s character will take. Things on this blog might change, but some things will stay the same, diverging her from her canon. 15. I do not send in passwords. Assume that if Im following you, I have read your rules. Passwords make me anxious, I will never require one for any of my blogs and I wont follow people who do require them. 16. I cannot handle autoplay on blogs. It startles me and causes a bit of disorientation and sensory overload, especially when I cannot find where to turn it off. Do not expect me to follow back if you have autoplay, however if I do happen to follow back, I will look at your rules once and probably rarely visit your blog after that. Blogs with autoplay can still interact with me and RP with me, but all your replies will be done strictly from mobile, as that is the only way I can visit your blog without suffering sensory overload. 17. DO NOT TRY TO SAY MY MUSE SHOULD NOT BE UNCOMFORTABLE IN A SITUATION JUST BECAUSE YOURS HAS A DISABILITY. It is fine if your muse DOES things because of a disability, but EXPECT my muse to be uncomfortable not not okay with it.

Important Information: 1. Take your time with replies. I am online pretty much all the time so I reply pretty quickly. Don’t feel pressured to reply as soon as I do, I understand you have your own life and things to do. Sometimes you just don’t feel it. That’s cool 2. If i don’t reply after 1 week TELL ME I PROBABLY FORGOT OKAY :3 3. My IM and ask box are always open, don’t be afraid to use them. 4. I don’t practice “Reblog Karma” so feel free to reblog a meme from me without sending it. However if you do send me the meme before reblogging, im more likely to send it back. 5. Things I WILL NOT stop RPing with you for: Race, Ethnicity, Religion, Culture, Traditions, Beliefs, Mental State, Disability (or lack thereof), sexual orientation, gender expression, headcanons, ships 6. Things I WILL stop RPing with you for: Shitty attitudes (I.E hateful speech, discrimination), Pedophilia, Starting unnecessary drama, Treating me or my friends like shit, forcing ships, godmodding 7. You do not have to match my length. My lengths vary depending on the thread and my partner. I don’t like “fluffing” up my replies, this means I wont write 5 paragraphs when I can get my point across in 2-3 lines. Sometimes my replies can be a bit shorter but they’re never lacking in quality. I write to the best of my ability and I don’t expect you to return my 2 paragraph reply with 2 paragraphs of your own, because sometimes I cant do that either. That being said if you do give me a shorter reply, try to make it mean something. Give me something to work with, a one liner reply isn’t preferred but if you can give me something to work with I’ll reply. 8. I rarely drop threads for no reason. If i don’t reply I probably lost the reply honestly. If im ready to drop a thread, I’ll usually ask you or mention it in the tag of my reply. However I do reserve the right to drop a thread for any reason, I’ll usually tell you why though unless I forget. If you think I’ve dropped a reply, feel free to ask me about it. I may drop threads without warning if you aren’t giving me enough to work with. Again I can reply to one-liners if they give me something good to work with but if I start struggling for replies I may drop the thread 9. I am a very open and understanding person, I dont like seeming like a bitch because Im super self-conscious that people secretly hate me or will come to hate me. So Im very nice and open, DO NOT TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THIS TO TRY AND BREAK RULES/DO WHATEVER YOU WANT OR I WILL NOT HESITATE TO BLOCK YOU.

Weekly Schedule: every week I will do themed days, some are the usual expected ones and some are ones I made up. Here is the tentative schedule, Sometimes I may forget to make prompts for these days but I always accept asks centered on that days theme: Sunday: Sinday –> Sexual themed asks/threads Monday: Munday –> Ask the Mun things Tuesday: TMI Tuesday –> Ask muse very invasive personal questions Wednesday: Wedding Wednesday –> Arranged Marriage AU threads/drabbles Thursday: Open Askbox Thursday –> Ask Muse anything you want Friday: Freaky Friday –> Ask muse about their kinks, turn ons and turn offs Saturday: Silly Saturday –> Send silly,random or out of the blue asks, try to make mun or muse laugh.

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Rules and Guidelines

Rules

1. Mun is 21+, Muse is at least 18+ by default. So there can and will be smut. I will not smut with minor muns or muses 2. Don’t reblog threads you aren’t apart of 3. I do gore, but character death is AU of the normal timeline and must be plotted for 4. No Godmodding 5. No rape 6. No F/F romantic relationships or smut, Mun is not comfortable with it 7. No anon hate. Period. You will be blocked 8. I multiship. Chemistry is required but I am okay with plotting crack ships or arranged marriage AUs. Crack ships basically dont need chemistry, theyre ships based on fun or absurdness; this also means my muse may be a little OOC when it comes to that ship (but not much). 9.I am OC friendly, all I ask is that you have an about page for your muse and give them a little thought. I WILL NOT RP WITH PERSONAL BLOGS, I HAVE BAD EXPERIENCES WITH THESE KINDS OF RPS 10. Don’t force ships. 11. I don’t mind grammar issues as long as I can understand you, i know not everyone speaks English or has English as a second language. Plus my grammar isn’t the best either. 12. I don’t RP: Foot Fetishes, Water Sports, Scat, Rape Fetish or pedophilia 13. Tag images of spiders and clusters of holes in the human body. For these simply use the tags ‘spider’ and ‘trypto’ respectively. Spiders are a legit phobia of mine, but tryptophobia is more of a squick. It makes me SUPER uncomfortable but isn’t going to send me into a panic attack. Spiders however WILL cause me to have a panic attack. 14. This is a canon divergent blog. My Ino will act a little more different than Canon, by default she is NOT married or dating and does NOT have children. Do not assume your Inojin is my Ino’s daughter, she will act like she doesn’t know what youre talking about. Likewise if youre other Boruto: The Next Generation muses, don’t assume Ino has kids, she’ll be confused 15. I do not send in passwords. Assume that if Im following you (look for gentlegrace), I have read your rules. Passwords make me anxious, I will never require one for any of my blogs and I wont follow people who do require them. 16. I cannot handle autoplay on blogs. It startles me and causes a bit of disorientation and sensory overload, especially when I cannot find where to turn it off. Do not expect me to follow back if you have autoplay, however if I do happen to follow back, I will look at your rules once and probably rarely visit your blog after that. Blogs with autoplay can still interact with me and RP with me, but all your replies will be done strictly from mobile, as that is the only way I can visit your blog without suffering sensory overload. 17. DO NOT TRY TO SAY MY MUSE SHOULD NOT BE UNCOMFORTABLE IN A SITUATION JUST BECAUSE YOURS HAS A DISABILITY. It is fine if your muse DOES things because of a disability, but EXPECT my muse to be uncomfortable not not okay with it.

Important Information:

1. Take your time with replies. I am online pretty much all the time so I reply pretty quickly. Don’t feel pressured to reply as soon as I do, I understand you have your own life and things to do. Sometimes you just don’t feel it. That’s cool 2. If i don’t reply after 1 week TELL ME I PROBABLY FORGOT OKAY :3 3. My IM and ask box are always open, don’t be afraid to use them. 4. I don’t practice “Reblog Karma” so feel free to reblog a meme from me without sending it. However if you do send me the meme before reblogging, im more likely to send it back. 5. Things I WILL NOT stop RPing with you for: Race, Ethnicity, Religion, Culture, Traditions, Beliefs, Mental State, Disability (or lack thereof), sexual orientation, gender expression, headcanons, ships 6. Things I WILL stop RPing with you for: Shitty attitudes (I.E hateful speech, discrimination), Pedophilia, Starting unnecessary drama, Treating me or my friends like shit, forcing ships, godmodding 7. You do not have to match my length. My lengths vary depending on the thread and my partner. I don’t like “fluffing” up my replies, this means I wont write 5 paragraphs when I can get my point across in 2-3 lines. Sometimes my replies can be a bit shorter but theyre never lacking in quality. I write to the best of my ability and I don’t expect you to return my 2 paragraph reply with 2 paragraphs of your own, because sometimes I cant do that either. That being said if you do give me a shorter reply, try to make it mean something. Give me something to work with, a one liner reply isn’t preferred but if you can give me something to work with I’ll reply. 8. I rarely drop threads for no reason. If i don’t reply I probably lost the reply honestly. If im ready to drop a thread, I’ll usually ask you or mention it in the tag of my reply. However I do reserve the right to drop a thread for any reason, I’ll usually tell you why though unless I forget. If you think I’ve dropped a reply, feel free to ask me about it. 9. I am a very open and understanding person, I dont like seeming like a bitch because Im super self-conscious that people secretly hate me or will come to hate me. So Im very nice and open, DO NOT TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THIS TO TRY AND BREAK RULES/DO WHATEVER YOU WANT OR I WILL NOT HESITATE TO BLOCK YOU.

Weekly Schedule: every week I will do themed days, some are the usual expected ones and some are ones I made up. Here is the tentative schedule, Sometimes I may forget to make prompts for these days but I always accept asks centered on that days theme: Sunday: Sinday –> Sexual themed asks/threads Monday: Munday –> Ask the Mun things Tuesday: TMI Tuesday –> Ask muse very invasive personal questions Wednesday: Wedding Wednesday –> Arranged Marriage AU threads/drabbles Thursday: Open Askbox Thursday –> Ask Muse anything you want Friday: Freaky Friday –> Ask muse about their kinks, turn ons and turn offs Saturday: Silly Saturday –> Send silly,random or out of the blue asks, try to make mun or muse laugh.