#I'm actually proud of something ive written lately

[flowerwiththemachinegun]

So for starters, Sapphire is not my oc and I have nothing to do with the entire story except for fanning tf out. She and the story belongs to @sapphirothcrescent.

I super suggest giving Left Behind a read if you haven't. I enjoy the fuck out of it. Also reading it would make certain parts of this make more sense as I tried to incorporate the story, thus far, into it. (Mind you I'm at More than Partners {chapter 16}) also here are the links to chapters 1 and 16 in case you're the same kind of murderer as me.

The specific lines from that chapter that inspired this cute little smut thing was

Sapphire: "...Whatever we are."

Sephiroth: “Whatever we are? You are unsure?”

Let’s see if I can get this in one fluid go? Later the night Sephiroth couldn’t shake the thought of Sapphire’s uncertainty of their involvement with one another.

This wasn’t the same timid Sephiroth that was displayed to her the first time. The confidence he exhibited was breathtaking, Sapphire wanted to beg him to stop, Sephiroth’s relentless onslaught of pleasure overstimulating her senses. She knew he was strong, but hell, she hadn’t expected Sephiroth to toss her around so easily. Changing positions to anything he found fit, at times he just wanted to hear the different sounds Sapphire produced upon the sudden change of angle. 

Sephiroth was already a lot for her to take in and he seemed intent on finding new ways to drive himself deeper. One moment Sapphire thought he couldn’t go to any further depths, only to be proven wrong with his name leaving her lips in a jumbled mess. 

‘What has gotten into him?’ Sapphire’s thoughts run rampant, unable to vocalize any of them as her breath is taken away as she’s suddenly flipped over. 

The feeling of his arousal prodding at her entrance forced a whine from Sapphire, earning a satisfied groan from Sephiroth as he allowed himself to drown in her warmth, sinking into her completely. The feeling of her clenching around his length forcing Sephiroth to take heavy, shaky breaths. 

He wanted to ask if she was okay. Needed to make sure he wasn’t breaking Sapphire too badly, but the way she sounds, how she now reacts to every little touch as though she’s going to fall apart under his fingers. He loves it and Sephiroth’s been in a greedy mood all night. Is it wrong to indulge himself as much as he can?

“Aphelion?” Her last name rolling off of his tongue in such a teasing manner. 

That caught her attention, apparently Sephiroth had been speaking. That was certainly news to her. Pressing his chest against her back, whispering soothingly in Sapphire’s ear. “Are you still uncertain?” 

‘Huh?’ Did he really expect her to understand that? There’s no way he’s oblivious to the state he’s put her in. Fuck, he isn’t even stopping to let her speak. 

Sapphire’s only response was a needy whine as he slowed his pace, making an attempt to rock herself onto his cock to make up for the loss. 

It was an instant reaction to such a small motion, watching how needy Sapphire was for him still. The way her hips rolled back into his made him gasp. “You are mine.” The way he said it was akin to a moan, a coming of realization. Though he already was becoming more aware of his feelings. No, he was stating a fact.

Sapphire would surely have a stroke if she could fully see him. Lips parted, pupils completely blown in a way she had yet to see, face tinted red, and his chest heaving. She was almost too much for him to take. 

Now, that, she heard loud and clear. Realizing he was referring to her uncertainties on where their relationship lay. “Yes.” Though Sephiroth didn’t quite ask, nor did he forcibly claim. It was something that should’ve been obvious. They were lifelong partners. It was a factual statement. 

A simple reply, but Sephiroth picked up the raw emotion in her voice. Though pleasure was the number one feeling overriding Sapphire’s soul, there was no denying the love she’s developed for Sephiroth, he could sense the unspoken passion in her voice. 

“I can’t hear you.”

Oh he’s playing mean. He knew what was said, the way he moaned as she agreed to his claim over her let her know this. “I need to hear you. Say it again.” He was practically cooing into her ear. Swapping positions once again, pressing Sapphire on her back. 

Sephiroth is nerve-rackingly quick, the speed in which he was back on top of Sapphire, working himself into her with ease and changing his pace to one he was certain would make Sapphire far louder than she had been. Sapphire’s legs wrapping around him only encouraged his actions. So did the scratches she left along his back. “Please.”

Now he was the one whining, a hint of begging in his voice as he asked Sapphire for reassurance. And god did she want to give it to him, but she couldn’t even breath with how hungry Sephiroth’s actions were. 

Through pure determination Sapphire was able to choke out a few words, hands seeking out for something to ground her back to Gaia. Seeking refuge in Sephiroth’s hair, giving it a rather rough tug. “Yes!” It came out as a chant, like a small prayer, repetitively making it clear that she belonged to him fully as she reached another orgasm. 

Pulling out wasn’t too much of an option, not that Sephiroth even moved to do so. Reaching his climax and finishing inside of Sapphire shortly after. He didn’t think he’d want her to move anyways, as tight as she was holding on to him, maybe he had underestimated how strong his little one could be. 

Laying on top of Sapphire with no intentions to move just yet, crushing her with his weight once again. Sephiroth didn’t say very much, practically purring with his head against her chest as she played in his hair. 

The way Sapphire’s fiery personality sparked back as they laid there got a chuckle out of Sephiroth. “You know, you belong to me. You are the pussycat here.” 

That was fine with Sephiroth, either way it meant he was with Sapphire.

[marbl3z]

thats actually all I have for a title. Aventurine x afab! reader

Also, I love his voice so fucking much holy shit can I JUST SAY. I WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF A SMUT AND THIS SONG CAME ON AND PHONE SEX. ANYWAY

MDNI 18++++ LEAVE THIS NOW. THIS IS ACTUALLY THE SLUTTIEST THING IVE WRITTEN IN YEARS.

CW: petnames, VERY VERY DESCRIPTIVE PHONE SEX, LIKE. REALLY BAD, Mutual masturbation, moaning, voice kink, IMAGINATION, clit/cock terms, sexting/pictures/phone sex, literally as far as you can think.

"hey baby..." his voice was low and deep through the phone.

"hi love, what you doing awake? Isn't it late there?" You lay on your bed, fidgeting with your sheets.

"missed you so much, had you on my brain all day." You can hear a smile through his voice, you smile softly.

"mm, that's sweet. I'm sure those meetings were really boring.." you mumble, listening to his hum in response.

It wasn't often you two were together, he was always busy with IPC meetings and plans. When he was with you it was almost as if he never left.

"what have you been doing?" He asks, his voice going to a low whisper. You think back on the day on anything notable.

"hmm... nothing much, I did some work and cleaned around the place."

"that's good, 'm proud of you." Your cheeks burn from the praise, Everytime he gave you a compliment or praise it always made your heart flutter. "God, I miss you so much. I wish you were here with me."

"me too, maybe one day they'll let me tag along haha." A soft chuckle echos through his line.

"haha, maybe. I'll have to ask though- I'm sure I'll get no extra work done with you around..." aventurine purrs through the phone.

"yeah.. I'll take up all your time."

"..."

"Aventurine?" You check to see if the line disconnected but it seems to be fine. Suddenly you hear a soft groan.

"baby, I wish I could taste you right now..." your eyes widen as you realize what's happening. Your face turns completely red, his moans echo through the phone.

"are you..—"

"ah.. fuuck." He slides his hand over his aching bulge. The silk pajamas restraining him tightly. "Fuck, sorry.. I just— hearing your voice after so long. Drives me insane.."

You slide your hands down your own body, dipping past your waistband and touching yourself. A small gasp escapes your lips as you throb against your hand. "Ha.. Imagine how I feel, every little emphasis— every gasp of air you take. You make me crazy.." you mumble, eyes fluttering close as the pleasure washes over you.

"baby, can you do something for me?"

"mhm.."

"tell me what you're doing.. describe it to me.." he pleads, squeezing his cock and letting out a moan.

"ah.. 'm touching myself— rubbing my clit.. thinking about you touching me." You whimper.

"are you still wearing pajamas?" He whines, you hum. "Take them off, undress for me angel." You comply and slowly begin to undress the cold air of the room hitting your skin and makes a pleasant shiver go down your spine.

You hear a shuffle on the other end as you lay down on the soft bed, a sigh emits from Aventurine's mouth. "Can you tell me what you're thinking about?" You whisper, he groans before letting out a soft chuckle and a soft "mhm".

"thinking about rubbing that soft clit of yours in gentle circles, or maybe eating you out until you're a moaning mess. Stare into your eyes as I slowly push inside." He throws his head back as he strokes his cock slowly— teasing himself.

Your breathing increases, your fingers dip into your dripping cunt. You let out a moan as he whimpers into the phone, his voice shaking "go on baby, touch yourself while you think of me doing so many things to you."

Your body burns, you spread your legs further apart and slowly start pushing a finger inside, it's been so long since he's touched you. Your stomach erupts in butterflies as you think of his hands guiding you to your heat.

"you're so good for me, so perfect, so beautiful." He praises as you moan as you speed up. You put the phone on speaker as you rub your clit along with fingering yourself.

"ah- aventurine, fuck... I wish you were here. Oh... I wish you could touch me."

"oh fuuck." He whimpers as he speeds up, low groans and moans echo his hotel room as he drips precum all over his hand. "Wish I could fuck you so good right now, make soft love to you. Make you orgasm and cum all over me, all over my cock."

You left out a high pitched gasp, your walls tighten around your fingers as your back arches, a moan draws out of your throat.

"your noises are so fucking cute, so needy. Ah- I can only imagine how wet you are... can I have a picture please baby?"

You whimper as you grab your phone and flip the camera to face yourself, taking a picture of your fingers deep in your cunt, arousal dripping out. You send it to him and a few seconds past and you hear a loud groan.

"oh fuck.. look at you," he moans in between his words, his legs go weak as he looks at you touching yourself. "Fuck, baby- fuuck.." he moans, biting his lip and speeding up.

"i- I'm so close.." you whine through the moans, "oh fuck, baby- I'm so close." You moan into the pillow. "Aah.."

"I'm close too," his voice is shaking as he strokes himself in full strokes. "I'm thinking of stretching that pretty pussy out, going so slow for you, make you take all of me. Make you feel so full inside," you bite your lip, whimpering out bables.

"aventurine.." you moan out his name. He lets out a loud groan.

"say my name again, please baby- I'm so close"

"Aventurine..." You speed up even faster, rubbing your clit— the pleasure going to your head as you reach that high you've been craving. "Aventurine, oh– I'm gonna cum"

"cum for me baby, let yourself go, I'm right here." He whines, hips twitching as he reaches his high too, his cock pulses and twitches in his hand as he lets out a wobbly moan.

your back arches and your legs shake as your orgasm crashes against you so hard, you bite your lip to stop yourself from being too loud. You can only think about him, how he feels against your skin, how he would touch you— Him, Aventurine.

"I love you, I love you so much." He whispers, catching his breath.

"mm... I love you too, Aventurine," you hum sleepily, reaching over the nightstand and wiping cum off yourself. Hissing at the sensitivity, he laughs.

"I made such a mess." He sighs. "Thank you— for being so goddamn perfect..."

"thank you for having the sexiest bedroom voice" you tease, your heart swells in adoration as he lets out a breathy laugh.

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UH I DONT WANNA WRITE ANYTHING ELSE SO HERE AHAHA

[rosasstrangemelody]

uhm hello 🙂‍↕️

im fellow magnifico defender and ive been having a blast reading your blog!! your artworks are (wait for it) magnificent and your posts and reblogs always hit the mark for me 🤲🏻

so, if its not too much trouble, csn i ask what are your fav headcanons for Magnie? and if you ship him with someone, who would that be?

Hi! 👋🏼 I'm glad that someone else found some peace in my corner! Your caring really cheers me up!

Thanks for asking, I'd really love to share some headcanons about our cinnamon roll (I really like this nickname for him, it sounds delicious and creamy!)

So, where do I start...? Ah-ha!

I will start with the first one:

✧• His Zodiac. According to the behaviors I saw from him (and the similarities that exist between me and him), he has the zodiac of Aries (same about Melody) and his birthday is around the beginning of April (you consider the tenth) BUT, but his horoscope is Leo, what most of you guessed and it really reflects his personality. He has the awe and power of a lion.

✧• His originality. Magnifico is a kind of hybrid. His mother, Rosa, is Spanish, and his father, Arnold, is of Scandinavian origin (almost Norworigin). The fiery spirit—and the Viking in him—is just like his father's, as well as their appearance. While his mother is calmer, more compact (but she can also be more fiery than them!) And his father used to tell him stories about his ancestors and was very proud of his origins.

✧• This one is a bit trivial but I like it. His hair is actually a bit wavy-curly, just like his mother's. But because he uses a lot of magical softening solutions, its material has become smoother and silkier.

✧• Another trivial but obvious thing, he is a cat person. Even some of his behaviors are like one (and maybe because he can turn into a cat lately- thanks to Melody)

✧• Maybe someone else mentioned this one before, but I also like it and keep it in my favorites. He is a foodie guy with high metabolism, and he has a sweet tooth– It should be noted that caffeine and sweets do not have such a positive effect on him.

✧• While he has a slightly stubborn, arbitrary and defiant personality towards anyone who doesn't know him properly (which is due to his traumas in my opinion), he lets his guard down in front of the person/people who understand him well and sympathize with him. He opens the gates of his heart to that person in hopes of understanding his decisions and intentions more, but well, most of the time he just gets stabbed right in the heart because they get a wrong impression of him. That's why he is more careful and withdrawn than ever.

✧• What all of Magnifico's defenders and even others know now is that he has PDSD. It's not something new, but it's VERY IMPORTANT because it's a basic foundation in his personality and some special behaviors, that's why he is paranoid and cautious in making decisions. I thought he might have OCD, but I found these symptoms mostly in Melody (as well as DID for her)

✧• I think this big guy knows a little bit of ballet (I mean, look at his shoes and the bandages wrapped around his legs, aren't they familiar?) And this seems to have been taught to him by Amaya (because the ballet dancer at the beginning of the movie is Amaya) and it makes sense if we put these together. So I come to the conclusion that he has a very flexible body ✧.*

✧• In addition to the dignity and awe of a king with iron fists, he behaves more like a quirky princess in his solitude. He acts a bit dramatic and sings to himself songs with irrelevant rhymes– especially if he wants to vent his feelings (he is not a professional musician, so you should not expect a masterpiece from him)

✧• He's still a little kid who has a replica of his own kingdom and plays with his wooden citizens, but only when no one is around. This human is very fond of glittery things, you can find some in his clothes and cape.

I think that's enough for now because the rest will be written in my story - I don't want to spoil his whole character here.

And about shipping him with someone.. Yes, I ship him with my OC, Melody. (Maybe they have a ship name like Magnelody or something, It's easy and fluent to say it.)

Although, I know some people's interest was slightly dampened when I decided that Melody was no longer Magnifico's daughter and I completely changed the story when I started writing it, because I already had another story with a character with the same name and character, then I decided to link them together. The cups were swapped at the last moment!

There are also headcanons for both of them together, if you want, I can tell it in a separate post.

[baradesign]

💖📥🖊🏅☺️☁️

💖 What do you like most about your own writing? Personally, I like the way I balance humor and seriousness It might not be everyone's cup of tea, but I do feel proud of it! 📥 What is your fave fic to receive comments/messages on? All of them!! Comments on AAZW give me so much joy, of course, but Ive been feeling guilty lately since it's... been a while ;w; 🖊 Post a snippet from a current WIP. Be prepared!

“Tell us more! What have you been up to this past year?”

“Same as you all. Just… getting myself busy, that’s all-”

“He got demoted after almost killing an asshole.”

“He what?”

“You what?!”

Thanks Pipit…

“It’s not permanent.” At least not officially. “And-”

“That doesn’t sound like you at all. What happened?” Rivan questioned. From the corner of his eye, Link spotted Riff taking a peek from under the water, obviously curious about the revelation. “He had to do something to deserve it, right?”

“Yeah, he did.” The brunet confirmed. “ As I said, he is an asshole. But that didn’t stop Sir Gaepora from making this idiot the squad's maid until further notice. Even the pages are above him right now.”

“Wow. Look at that. He leaves for a while and he turns into a delinquent!” Gaddison laughed, maybe with a little too much pride in her tone. “Hey! This means it isn't us who were a bad influence on you. It was you who was a bad influence on us all this time!”

“Thanks, Pipit, for making it look like all I’ve done this past year is missbehave…”

“Well, what else have you been doing?” Rivan asked gently. “We’d really love to know.”

“Yeah, Link.” Pipit said with a daring tone. “Why don’t you tell them all you’ve done?”

“I’ve just been training. A lot. Focusing on my duties. Taking care of Epona and-”

“Looking at Lake Hylia.”

Pipit would be surprised if the blond’s neck hadn’t gotten injured after how quickly he turned to throw a look at him. Or, more accurately, to leer at him. Link’s frown was deep and enraged, even going as far as showing the brunet his teeth in warning. His threat fell on blind eyes, however. A single raised eyebrow was Pipit’s only response. 

“Oh, I’ve heard the lake is beautiful this time of the year!” Rivan whistled happily, seemingly oblivious to the Hylian’s staredown.

“Yeah. Beautiful.” 🏅 What is something you recently felt proud of in regard to your writing (finished a fic, actually planned for once, etc). Just the fact that I'm close to finish a long fic after so long is surreal. I'm also proud at the way my action scenes have been getting better! 🌝 Who is one character you haven’t yet written for that you would like to? From FF16, I reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaally want to write Joshua and Jote (my other super hardcore ship!), but he is a noble and he talks all pompous and... I already struggle witth Mipha ;W; ... someday, tho! 💭 What is a headcanon you have about your own work? My biggest hc for aazw is that Link's and Mipha's mom were great friends, and had Link lost his parents before Mipha lost her mom, she would've taken care of little link with all her might and love and she would've ripped Muzu a new one if he ever dared to even whisper a complain about it >:V

[pyrriax]

utopia hiii :] waving at u . i am on a car ride to a cabin and it’s very snowy and i’m excited to have like a week to just write and brainstorm ! my writers block seems to have disappeared over night so i’m very excited. how r u doing cat peek emoji

WAVES hai jazzy!! that sounds super cool whoaaaa it's just been a torrent of rain out here but that's been fun!!

hit a week of working on my daily notes so thats pretty epic if you ask me, and im doing rlly good aside from some issues relating to the curse of mental illness and chronic pain!! i have been quite productive!!! finally got my assignment for a horror gift exchange which i am HYPED for <- avid enjoyer of horror and looking forward to using this as an excuse to really delve into some concepts that i've been stewing on for a while

lots of fic ideas and things ive been slowly elaborating on!! i've really kind of just sat down and decided to pour my effort into a handful of things beyond my gift fic(s), that being the other two pieces for asomatous [metamorphosis - the prequel, and paracosm - the continuation], and some stuff in the seraphim au! i've been in suchhhh a fantasy kick lately its been fun! i mean, fantasy and gore, but usually not mixing tooo much aside from some immortality elements in one thing

SUPER glad to hear ur writers block has disappeared!! i'm looking forward to seeing what you create! i might start depositing snippets and stuff in your inbox again possibly :3c i've been super secretive with my actual writing besides my footnote posting but i may start dropping pieces in ur inbox! i've been super proud of what i do end up writing down, as haphazard as a lot of it is ^_^

ALTHOUGH in terms of projects i think that oneirataxia is probably going to be the next fic on the list for getting written since its been kind of just staring at me recently........ something something how to decay gracefully

(oneirataxia: the inability to differentiate between dreams and reality.)

i've gotta finish adding stuff to my current writing vault and deciding how i want to link things together (since i'm planning to have an organization note just going over statistics for the month) and also just generally finishing transferring stuff into this vault, since i lot of things are still in my old one which just. wasn't very well organized since i didn't ever plan to use it as much as i did because of the whole. mcc event.

[grasslandgirl]

and fic writing questions! a) are there any motifs you're proud of/happy about/excited about in noble pining atm (like, could be mirrors or swords or vines or objects like that, or something more nebulous, like repeated dialogue or scene descriptors, etc.) and b) what's a challenge or problem you've had a fun time solving while drafting it, or that you're really proud of finding ways to handle? <3

a) so like. I realized far too late into the process of writing noble pining, after I'd realized how horrifyingly Long it was going to be, that I hadn't really anticipated or intentionally put any themes or motifs into it at that point? so as an insane person. I decided on a few themes I wanted to be intentional about that I thought were already present in the text, and like copy pasted relevant quotes I'd already written into a Google doc so I could keep track of them skfjbnskfjbn they kind of intersect, unsurprisingly, and its one of the points on my docket for editing to like. workshop integration and progress of the themes over the course of the story!!!

as for motifs uhhh. I don't really think so ?? not intentionally, anyway, like we could ask my betas uwu and bev if they've noticed any recurring themes or imagery or etc in their readings thus far but uhhh. no. this started as a silly goofy quick idea and then by the time I realized it was going to be the size and scope it was turning into, I had bigger problems ahead of me (like plot) to worry about, so stuff like motifs kind of got shoved by the wayside <//3 (maybe there are unintentional sav-isms?? probably. I'm sure I have common dialogue/scene/setting descriptors and tells that I'm unaware of that are all over this thing sfkjbnsfb)

b) ummm. so disclaimer I finished the first draft of np back in Feb (!! 25 chap 150k!!) and sent it off for beta'ing by the end of that month/beginning of march and um. haven't touched it since? not that I haven't gotten what I'm sure is lovely valuable feedback from my beloved treasured betas I just. haven't had the inclination or the spoons to start editing or working on the second draft of it. YET! I will. eventually. at some point I'll buck up and start on it, which will be the hardest part skfjbnskfjbnsf. so like. there isn't really anything Ive done Yet to be proud of, given that I haven't started editing actually, but I am proud of myself for like. figuring out the plot of it all?? I feel pretty damn good about the beats of the whole thing, which as someone who has NEVER even attempted writing anything this long or involved before was like. a huge impressive step for me! the other longest thing I've written was my d20 big bang fic from back in '21 and like. that was little more than 20k iirc?? and I got so stuck on trying to figure out the plot I wanted or how to make it work that I like. ended the fic BEFORE the plot climax so I didn't have to figure it out. so like. coming up with what I think is a pretty good plot arc and character arcs and individual and group beats and some politics in there and etc etc etc for this au. I'm proud of that <3 I hope when I read my feedback my betas will tell me that it works and that it isn't awful and bad. skfjbnskfjbnskfnj <333

[rainbowsky]

Hi hi! I'm the fic anon from a few days ago! Guess what, I took your advice and got myself to read Epiphyte, and wow you are right it must have healing properties. There's been a lot going on on my personal and professional life lately and it's like that fic was perfectly written for me in this moment. Truly such a great recommendation, I can't praise it enough (the fig tree metaphor is gonna stick with me for a long long time 🥺)

I think what I'm also realizing is that it helps when the writer so clearly writing with love for GGDD as people and not as celebrities meant to simply entertain or fulfill a fantasy, even if it's just a completely fictional and mostly harmless way to show and share that love with others in the fandom. Your comment about sticking to AUs made a lot of sense, cause it is just like watching something starring our boys, which is what we're really wishing for I think, deep down. That and for them to have the sense of peace and joy the fic allows them, it's a good space for hope and love to blossom.

I'm very wary if parasocial relationships as I'm sure many are which is why I had so many reservations about reading ggdd fics in the first place. Remembering it's fiction is one thing, but as someone whose empathy causes them to get so wrapped in the emotions of that which they read, its touch to balance keeping it all separate. I realized it was mostly anoit the names, but if something is written with a fan's love and respect, surely thats not such a bad thing, right? This is the first time ive delved deeper into fandoms for celebs, beyond the simple admiration i feel. Being a turtle has certainly provided me with many firsts (mostly pleasant and not as uncomfortable as i thought it might have been), but its still making me overcome a lot of my own anxieties in a way i never thought id have to. I have a feeling I will be navigating that line for a while, but I'm truly grateful for your encouraging words and stellar recs! Thank you! (I think I might go for that coffee shop rec next 👀)

(Apologies for the long ask, but I have a lot of thoughts and I'm proud of myself for branching out of my comfort zone! Thanks a bunch to you!!!! ☺️☺️☺️☺️)

This is in reference to a previous post.

ANON! I'm so glad you enjoyed the story! It's a favorite!!

It was definitely a bit of a leap for me when I first started reading GGDD fic. I had actually never read fanfic of any kind before becoming a GGDD fan, so it was all very new to me. I asked myself the simple question: Would I be upset if someone had written this about me? And the answer was no. These stories are lovingly written, and most of them very respectful of GG and DD.

Even the ones that I find offensive are obviously not written in a mean-spirited way. They just reflect our differences in interpreting GG and DD, our differences in taste and interests, our different levels of comfort with certain things, etc..

Ultimately I think a lot of misgivings people have about RPF are the result of widespread misconceptions about fan works. I talk a bit about my thoughts on all that here.

I hope you continue to enjoy some of the great stories out there, and maybe even one day try your hand at writing something yourself!

Thanks so much for the update!! 💖

My fic recs can be found here:

GGDD Fic

WangXian Fic

[wilmonsfolklore]

Hey Tina,

I'm late for this but I was wondering about 2, 7, 8, 27 and 29 for the fanfic asks.

Wishing you a very nice rest of the weekend! 💜

thanks Sophia!! i hope you have a good weekend too <3

2. Is there a trope you’ve yet to try your hand at, but really want to

infinite amounts of them, honestly. i really like the idea of writing a friends with benefits fic. just because i love the concept people kind of figuring out their feelings through sex. but im very uncomfortable writing smut, so. i definitely won't write one in the near future. i also really really want to write a texting fic, and i think i will do that kind of soon as ive been having a hard time writing prose.

7. Share a snippet from one of your favorite pieces of prose you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

oh god. i feel like prose is not my strong suit because i always struggle with it either feeling too basic or too try-hard. so. the pieces im usually happiest with are the kind of inbetween summaries of wille and simon growing closer together. they are the kind of things i always make little notes about during the day even when i'm not writing if i'm really in a flow. i feel like i can put a lot of detail in them and i like that. like this paragraph in sticky little words:

Wille learned that Simon would forget his laptop charger more often than not and liked to shower in the mornings and hated rain but rain pants even more. That he drank his coffee black and he loved satsuma’s because they were easier to peel than oranges, and sometimes he got so passionate about discussions in class the pen he held in his hand would start tapping against the desk because his fingers were shaking. And the funny thing was, Wille liked all of those things. They liked that Simon sent them articles about politics that Wille had missed out on, how happy he was when Sara and Felice finally made it official, that he’d once stolen a half full pack of oreos from his roommate because Wille had mentioned not being allowed to have them as a kid. And Wille wasn’t quite sure what to do with that.

8. Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

the funny thing is writing dialogue comes relatively easy to me, but i had the hardest time picking something out because in every important or emotional dialogue scene that i generally love in my older fics there are a few sentences that make me want to throw up now. but that's on improving my writing, i guess. but anyway i picked a scene from my latest one shot, again. i feel like it sounds relatively natural and it's a bit playful. i struggle to write anything that's not overly emotional, so im quite happy with this bit

Wille cleared their throat. “I don’t talk to him anymore,” he said then, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible. “Probably for the best, since he had terrible music taste.”

It wasn't a very good joke, but Simon laughed anyway and Wille was grateful for it. “I love Zara!” he protested, and Wille just shook their head.

“You didn’t even recognise her song!”

“Because I was actually working, unlike you.” He rolled his eyes, teasing.

“I’m tired!” Wille retorted.

Simon sighed, deflating. “You should’ve said,” he said. “We could've rescheduled.”

“I like hanging out with you,” Wille protested playfully, an easy confession that they would overthink later.

Simon just smiled. “Me too. But you have to rest if you're tired.”

“Yeah, you’re right.”

27. How do you feel about collaborations? i would love to collaborate with someone on a fic!! writing right now to me is a very solo process, and id love to change that and even just talk to people about my writing more. but i tend to get very insecure as i feel like everyone in this fandom writes so freaking good and much better and easier than me, so. idk it's a work in progress. i also dont write consistently At All because of my health, and i dont want the pressure of someone else kind of waiting for me, you know?? but i'm definitely down to collaborate and i have done so when i was doing better back in the day in another fandom.

29. If you could write the sequel (or prequel) to any fic out there not written by yourself, which would you choose?

i actually have no clue?? none i think?? i feel like i could never touch one of my favourite fics because i could never ever do them justice

ask me more about writing fic! :)

[duchi-nesten]

I FORGOR ABOUT THIS TAG DFSHUIFDGHUIDFSHUIDF uhh i havent written much so lets see how well ill do

1. How many works do you have on Ao3? 

6! Somehow!

2. What's your total Ao3 word count?

18,267 that is....insane to me actually

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Danny Phantom! It's the only fandom I feel comfortable trying to write for since everyone is so freaking nice hehe

but baby kad used to write a lot for phineas and ferb on deviantart and ive got some unposted secret saturdays fics ive written thru years in my folders too

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos? 

The wiener takes it all (56)

Right? (65)

Cuddle couch (89)

Consequences (246)

Treats and threats (374)

5. Do you respond to comments?

I try to but i tend to check them in my email and then forget to go on ao3 hfdguighfdsu bUT EVERY COMMENT MAKES ME SMILE SO BRIGHT

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

whats an angst never heard of it in my entire life maybe the consequences one, i think thats the closest i got to angst in general

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Cuddle couch 100% but it was happy all around

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not so far! Luckily dsfhguidsfhdsfiu I shake so hard whenever i post a new fic i might actually die if i get hate LMAO

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

whats a smut never heard of it

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

Okay so.....nothing that I posted but...I used to love writing silly stupid crossovers when I was younger! I have a bunch of baby kad writing on my pc and i love to read it sometimes and just laugh at how silly it is lmao

The craziest one out of those is gotta be a dp/pnf/fop crossover i once wrote, i lose it everytime i read it

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Nope!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nope!

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

.......Gray Ghost.......

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

This one dp/tss crossover thats been in my drafts for ....almost a year now

16. What are your writing strengths?

I..don't know! And not in a self depricating way! I genuenly don't know enough about writing to know what I do good and what i don't do good? I have little moments where I'm super proud of something small, but I don't think I can group those in any way lmao

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Not knowing enough words. English is my third languege and I tend to write in my first languege first and then translate and i just....see all the words disappear cuz idk how to say something lmAO

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I'm not oppossed to it if it's clear what's being said in terms of context and/or doesn't require a translation. But if you make me scroll down to authors notes for a translation or god forbid google it myself just to understand the fic then i will cry and stop reading fdghiufdshu

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Phineas and Ferb during my deviantart days, but all of those were in polish only

20. Favorite fic you've written?

.......Cuddle couch....

i tag my mom because im so late to this im p sure all my friends have been tagged on these already

20 Q's for Fic Writers

I got tagged by @dp-marvel94! Thank you!

1. How many works do you have on Ao3? 

I've just posted my 22nd work a few days ago!

2. What's your total Ao3 word count?

37,763

3. What fandoms do you write for?

So far, all my published fics are for Danny Phantom. It's a fandom that's near and dear to my heart and my favorite to write for. I've written fanfiction for myself in a lot of different fandoms over the years. Miraculous Ladybug, Mega Man (Star Force, Battle Network) and Fire Emblem are a few. (Will these ever see the light of day? Probs not, lol)

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?  5. Frayed Ends - 37 kudos - Jazz and Maddie are fighting more often. Jack wants to reach out and help his family. 4. The Same Blood - 45 kudos - Maddie and Jack try to help a sick girl that collapsed in front of their house. They don't know what to make of her condition. Danny wants to help.

3. Returned Home - 49 kudos - Maddie finds Danny at home after he disappeared ten months ago.

2. The Broken Pieces Left Behind - 66 kudos (tie) - Maddie knew what the portal did to Danny. If she could create something that essentially turned him into a ghost, she could figure out a way to fix all of it. Even if she hasn't made any progress in the past two months, she'll keep trying. She didn't account for what Danny wanted. 1 . What's Out of Out Control - 66 kudos (tie) - Danny thought he had it under control. He thought he could finally hang out like they used to always do. Tucker could feel the rift between them widening. It wasn't getting smaller anytime soon.

5. Do you respond to comments?

I try to! There were a few comments from my two earlier fics that I never responded to and it's already been so long and I feel like I ended up putting it off too long to say anything now 😓But I'm so so thankful for all the comments I receive! I never thought anyone would read my work, let alone comment on it. I'm always between two modes of 'author commentary' and 'screaming thank you and running away'.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Lol, I love my angsty stuff and there are so many different flavors of angst, so it's hard to pick just one. I'd say the piece I aimed to write for Angst Fest, The Broken Pieces Left Behind, might be it. It ends on a rather hopeless note for the Fenton family that even I don't know how to make everything better for them

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Probably Home for a Cat. It was for a Ectoberhaunt prompt that I was absolutely stumped on. So I decided someone was going to adopt a cat by the end of the fic.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Ahh, so I actually posted a fic on FFN wayyy back when I was in high school. I remember it being received pretty well but I got a really rude comment on a simple spelling mistake. Back then, I was just told I had dyslexia a few years prior and I had some really bad self-esteem issues tied in with that. So, yeah, that comment basically made me terrified to ever show my work to anyone ever.

It's been over ten years since then and I wanted to actually get over that fear. I impulsively decided to do Angst Fest with the mindset that no one would even look at what I posted. Not only did people look, everyone has been so kind!!!

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

lkdajldkf, nope. I get flustered trying to write basic romance and having two characters hold hands, lmao. Major props to those that can, it's definitely a skill that takes time to master just like any other genre.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I haven't.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Also haven't had this either.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nope, but it seems like a lot of fun.

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

Back when the show was airing, Amethyst Ocean (Danny/Sam) was my go to. I'm a sucker for friends to lovers tropes and it's really nostalgic for me. But, I don't really read a lot of shippy things for Danny Phantom, so ships don't make or break a fic for me.

If I'm looking to read romance, the whole Love Square (MariChat my beloved) with Miraculous Ladybug will always be great. Even if I jumped ship on the show around season 2 or 3 and I have no clue what they're doing now, lol.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I honestly have so many WIPs that are unfinished on my computer from over the years. Maybe a super old one that I titled 'Phantoms in the Daylight'. Angst once more with Character Death as the main pain point. I like the beginning but oh boy, does it get sloppy and confusing real quick. I'd need serious outlining energy put into it if I'd ever want to salvage it and I just don't have it in me.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue! Give me two blorbos and I'll make them talk forever.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Scenery and description. I love the dialogue portion so much that I end up running into the floating heads in an empty room problem in the first drafts of my fics. My first round of edits are dedicated to making sure I have a scene and grounding characters into it. And then I have to go back later to make it not feel so robotic sounding.

(Also a weakness but more as in fic than writing. Summaries and Titles. I stare at my drafts on AO3's editor for at least half an hour trying to pull something together, lol)

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I can probably talk about this for hours, lol. I absolutely love foreign languages, especially when it comes to linguistics. So, I'll try to be brief, lmao. Short answer: depends on the fic but normally no. I already spend so much time fussing over the word choice/slang/formality/dialect characters use in my native language. I don't have a good enough grasp on another language for it to sound natural to the reader. ("They would not fucking say that" is my internal monologue during dialogue edits, lol)

19. First fandom you wrote for?

It's a toss up between Pokemon and Danny Phantom. I first learned about fanfiction from a friend who showed me FFN for the Pokemon fics. I looked around the site and found all of the Danny Phantom fics soon after and got hooked on those. I started writing around then and it would have been for one of those two.

20. Favorite fic you've written?

Hard to chose one! Writing technicality wise, I'm proud of how What Remains on the Table turned out. I consider description my weak point, so the original draft was 0 dialogue with very stiff descriptions. I was able to edit it to really practice my environmental storytelling. (Although, please mind the tags if you click the link as it does deal with the dissection topic)

I'm not sure who's been tagged and I'm not sure who writes fanfic, so @lavendarlily, @fangirlwriting-stories, @grub-xd, @nanaarchy and anyone else that wants to join!

[fangirlwithanxiety]

Do ever just get a desperate ache to do what you're passionate about, like sing or act or write or cook or play music or learn a language, but anxiety/depression is like

Not today bitch

[tojisun]

I guess similarly to a previous anon I also went thru the entire hwb masterlist and am also not well!! I was crying for hours after last night and hours this morning too🥰 i guess I'm just venting at this point so im sorry abt that. It genuinely was so beautifully written and you did a great job but i just could not help but feel so bitter and devastated in the end. I couldnt wrap my head around why it was so upsetting to me and hurt so bad(esp since i actually like gojo a lot more than toji in general!!) but i guess it just stems back to my own abandonment issues. I unearthed a lot of really bad feelings after reading the entire thing. I'm still deciding if thats good thing or not. It's like im grasping at straws to fix something that's totally fictional and I know its just my lack of being to cope with my very real problems. I hope i get even a sliver of character development the reader did💀

Genuinely GENUINELY it was written so well and I hope that series is something you're really proud of. I guess im just in here talking to myself to get everything off my chest.

I hope this ask finds you well and you're having a lovely day💝

hi my darling!

first, id like to apologize for responding to this ask so late. it’s been buried underneath reqs and im really really sorry. hopefully you would still get to see my response, and if not, then i hope that you know that i am beyond touched by your sweetest words and kind support.

thank you for loving the series! im eternally grateful that my works are receiving this much love, especially for hwb as it’s been months since ive written for that baby!

and it makes sense that you feel that way about the ending!! my proofreader had even told me that she had hoped that toji and the reader would get back together. but with mamaguro in the scene, ik toji wouldnt want to. and so, the reader learns to heal, which is always so sucky and takes too long, often always torturously so. but yeah! i really really understand why you feel that way about the ending!

however, healing does come! ‘character development’ does happen, and you will have yours!! if the reader did, if i did, then you will too <333

again, thank you so so so much for this message! im really really proud of ‘how we break’, and im so thankful for all the support and love it continues to have!

this ask has found me well, and i hope my response would find you just as kindly. take care sweetheart ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

[clumsyclifford]

alright, i'm on my way to work and headphones are on, so how about 7, 12, 27 (for you seem so damn familiar) & 45 from the (amazing) list of fic questions you compiled?🧡

hope you're having a decent day at work!!!!!

7. Any worldbuilding you’re particularly proud of? oh ho ho oh boy. hm. actually! you know what, yes there is. this is a cop out answer but hazy and spun out (just more than friends) aka acappella au has some solid worldbuilding, and the reason for that is that it's taken directly from my real life, lmao. but i think it's the mark of good worldbuilding that you can write a story about two characters but know that all the other side/background characters are busy doing things and having their own plotlines when you're not looking, and i feel like the side/background characters of acappella au are doing that. i feel like at any moment i could say "hey i want to write about what x person is up to in acappella au rn" and it would be realistic to do that, which is how i've been able to write more in that 'verse and even write about different characters. maybe i dont fully know the meaning of worldbuilding. whatever.

12. Are there any tropes you used to dislike but have grown on you? prrrrrrrobably? okay "grown on me" is a bit of a strange way to say this but i think ive become a lot more interested in breakup fics? maybe more writing than reading, but til what feels like pretty recently i was very focused on the happy romance part of relationships, or if i wrote any angst or conflict, the conflict was internal and the angst was internal and never interpersonal. but lately (i.e. last few months) ive become much more interested in the complexity of romantic relationships and the difficulty that accompanies them and how people can seem perfect for each other but still break up and how it is possible to have a breakup that isn't anyone's "fault" and what that would entail. like all of that is just very...interesting to me. formerly was not a fan of interpersonal conflict/breakup fics of any kind but i have changed my tune.

27. How long did it take to write you seem so damn familiar? Describe the process. anna i don't know if you're asking me about yssdf because you're indulging me out of kindness or because you have read it and are curious but either way, i love you. anyway, it took me ten days to write! technically. the first like 500 words were written months prior, and then i left them in a doc and didnt touch it for months and forgot it existed (lol). and then i found it, reread it, thought "damn...this is good. i want the rest of this story." and then sam and meghna bullied me into writing the rest of the story. as for the process it was cool and fun but also honestly a lot of the time it was really frustrating because the fic consumed me i was so caught up with finishing it that i effectively stopped doing homework and coursework and anything else i needed to do i was academically treading water just so i could finish writing this goddamn fic. i was so worried that if i stopped writing it, i would lose the Headspace, and i would never be able to get it back and then the fic would never be finished. and my solution to that was to just not stop writing it til it was done. thank god it only took me ten days honestly. it was exhausting. but!! i also had iba (my darling@glitterblazercalum <3) on the doc reading at interval and checking me for like, scientific/medical accuracy, which was a nice safety blanket at least. have i explained enough? maybe yes? to conclude, here's what i sent to the club the moment i realized i was done writing:

45. What’s something you’ve improved on since you started writing fic? a lot of things!!!! i think the biggest one that i can think of is knowing when and where to include a kiss. when i was first entering the world of writing fic (destiel fic ill admit it im not ashamed) i was like? 15 maybe? how old was i seven years ago. THIRTEEN? oh my god i was thirteen. anyway i had obviously never been kissed. so i had this strange and wrong perception of at what point over the course of a relationship people will kiss. i wrote a fic where (cringe check lol) dean is at a restaurant and he's ordering pie but they get the order wrong and he gets pissed and starts yelling at the waiter who is castiel and then he realizes cas is actually very pretty and then they...kiss? it's like. maybe 1k total. they start as strangers. like obviously there are MANY flaws with that fic and that's just from the premise i've explained (though thankfully i never posted any of the shitty destiel fic i wrote when i was a young warthog) but clearly i had zero understanding of when people kiss, and also i was using that action to indicate "hey, these people like each other," which is just. there are so many more accurate, more realistic, and overall better ways to show that two people Like each other than for them to just kiss. now i know.

questions for fic writers

[captainkappa]

I'm super late but I'd like to know 📚🌙🌝🏅

📚 Do you read your own fic?

Occasionally! I don't read my fics as if they were someone else's fics. Like I know people who read their fics because they are the mood to read the tropes in their fic and their fic obviously has them. I don't do that, I read my fics to remind myself that I can write ^^; Like "hey stop feeling sad, you write funny shit, now go write that WIP" type of thing.

🌙  What time of day do you prefer to write? Why?

Before two rounds of Camp NaNoWriMo, I would've said I write during any time of the day. However, since ive spent two months trying my best to write a little bit every day, I've found I write the most at night

🌝 Who is one character you haven’t yet written for that you would like to?

Really any Clone Wars character even if I'm not writing them in that era.

Adjacent to the question, I never would've expected it but I'm having a blast writing Gideon. Like if I'd done these questions weeks earlier when I hadn't written Gideon, I probably would've have listed him here, but he's so fun to write! (Maybe it's just bc he's monologued so much I actually have a grasp on his voice!)

🏅 What is something you recently felt proud of in regard to your writing (finished a fic, actually planned for once, etc).

Oh boy, forcing myself to be proud of myself, huh? Ummmm...

I wrote a fic in a day? I had the idea for Gifts two days ago, wrote it, slept on it, and then posted it instead of letting it languish in my drafts out of fear. Also finishing and posting anything is really nice since I'm in all-multi-chaptered-wips hell rn

[patrocool]

i.

It was early morning in Financial District. Commuters bustled around the siblings as they exited the subway station onto William Street. The pair stopped abruptly in front of the shop just outside of the station, much to the dismay of a woman behind them, who nearly ran into them with a curse.

Sarah Jacobs had worked hard to get to this point. And damn it, she was proud of herself. Sure, it didnt look like a lot right now- a tiny little hole in the wall right next to the entrance to the A and C train that was probably about the size of her bedroom in her tiny Manhattan apartment- but it was hers and she was proud to own the place.

Davey held up the key with a soft smile. "Planning on going in any time soon?" He asked lightly. She grinned as she took the key from his fingers and unlocked the door, stepping in. It was musty, dusty, dirty, and a bit stuffy, but none of that mattered. What mattered was what it was going to look tomorrow, and then the next day, and the day after that.

She clapped her hands together and set down her bag of cleaning supplies. "We've got a lot of work to do, Davey!"

ii.

Davey carefully placed the finishing touches on the flowers in stock, making them look nice in their holders. He stepped back, hands on his hips, and smiled. He turned to watch his sister as she carefully wrote the last few things on her chalkboard behind the counter.

The store looked perfect. Picturesque, to the point where Davey wouldnt be surprised if photographers came in looking for the perfect picture. Sarah set down her chalk and brushed her fingers off on her apron. She turned, nervously brushing stray hairs behind her ears, and straightening her light blue blouse. "Hows it look, David?"

He gave her two thumbs up. "It looks like a hipster's wet dream," he promised her teasingly.

She laughed and threw a rag at him. "You're such an ass, get out of my store with your gross face! You're gonna be late for class."

He snickered and leaned over the counter to grab his bag. "I'll turn on the open sign and unlock the door on my way out. If I dont, you probably never will."

As he left, he saw a young woman hesitating outside, looking curious. He held the door open. "Going in?" He asked.

She shook her head and hurried away down the street. He shrugged and headed to class. Sarah would have customers soon enough.

iii.

After the fourth day of trying to peek in the flower shop to and from class, Katherine Plumber finally gave in and slipped inside. A soft ring of the bell alerted the quiet shop, and she looked around in awe. Exposed brick on one wall, plants in baskets hung from the ceiling, fairy lights strung across the walls. Beautiful displays of potted plants and cut flowers alike. A chalkboard hung behind the counter listed prices and deals and specials, and then the most beautiful woman Katherine had ever laid eyes on came out of the back room, smiling brightly at the sight of a customer.

Dark hair in loose curls that reached her ribs, brown eyes that seemed to sparkle in the light, circle frame glasses perched on her nose. She wore a yellow turtleneck and high waisted mom jeans with scuffed converse, and a well worn apron. On her apron, someone stitched in the name "Sarah" with blue thread.

"Can I help you with anything?" The shopkeeper asked her cheerfully, and Katherine never felt more out of place.

"Just- just looking," she stammered awkwardly. She tugged at the sleeves of her leather jacket, glancing down at the pins and patches adorning it and hoping there wasnt anything that the sweet shopkeeper would take the wrong way. Usually, she didnt care if other people didnt like her opinions, but damn it, the girl was pretty as all get out, and her big ass "punch nazis in the face" patch on her back didnt really fit with the whole soft flower shop vibe.

She bit her lip, looking at the plants and trying not to stare at the girl. She focused on the many different colors of roses instead.

"'Fuck Cops'- now that's a sentiment I can get behind," the girl said, but she was so much closer this time, and Katherine jumped at the sudden noise.

Katherine blinked slowly. "Oh, uh. Yeah," she said, and laughed a little, internally cringing. God, she sounded like an idiot.

She giggled. "Sorry, I'm just excited to see a customer. I havent had a lot so far, I just opened a couple days ago."

"I know," Katherine said quickly, and quickly winced when the girl cocked a brow. "Sorry, no, I meant, I know you opened a couple days ago, I take the A train to school every day, so."

She snorted and nodded. "I see, a bit less creepy when you put it like that," she said teasingly. She held out a hand to shake. "I'm Sarah. Welcome to Newspaper Row Flowers."

"Katherine," she replied, shaking her hand. She smiled a bit. "You know Newspaper Row was actually over on Park Row, right? Next to City Hall?"

Sarah laughed, cheeks pink. "Oh, I know. It's because my great grandmother used to own a flower shop over next to the old Tribune building on Park Row, and that's what she called it. She lost her shop in the Depression though, and died when I was young, and it was my mom's dream to open a flower shop in her honor. She never managed to, and uh. Well, she died too, a couple years ago, so I did it."

Katherine's heart felt like it was melting in her chest. God, how could she already have so much affection for this girl she only just met? "I'm sorry for your loss. But you've really created something wonderful here, and I'm sure they would both be proud."

Sarah beamed, and Katherine would do anything to make her smile like that again.

iv.

"And so Davey's like 'what the fuck', and Les is like 'who is this guy' and Jack is straddling the windowsill, looking at us like he expects my dad to get a gun, and finally, Dad is like 'hes not Catholic, is he?' And poor Davey is like 'no, pa', and for some godforsaken reason, Mom assumes that means hes Jewish. And knowing he doesnt have a family, immediately invites- and by invites, I mean loosely intimidated- Jack to come celebrate all holidays with us. And so now, instead of breaking it to Mom that Jack isnt religious, Davey just let's them believe it. Cause I mean, they're pretty fine with the whole gay thing, but god forbid we be romantically involved with someone who isnt Jewish." Sarah finished explaining with a laugh and roll of her eyes. "So yeah, that's why Jack is here fucking around with a dreidel even though Hanukkah has passed. Hes convinced that theres a secret trick to it that he has to master by next year."

Jack looked up and pouted sourly in her direction. "We all know Davey cant be that good based on luck alone!" He said for the thousandth time.

Katherine laughed, elbows on the counter. Her red curls were pulled back in a ponytail and she had her signature leather jacket on. "Sounds like your family is a real fun bunch. Ironically, my dad is the exact opposite, he doesn't care if I dont marry into a Jewish family, but he very much cares if I marry a girl."

Sarah made a face. "Gross. He sounds like such an ass whenever you talk about him."

Katherine nodded. "Probably because he is," she said very seriously. And then the two erupted into giggles.

"Ew, go get a room," Jack complained.

"You're in my shop, Kelly!"

V.

"Sarah, I need your help with something." Katherine came in looking nervous, an expression Sarah rarely saw on her friend.

"Of course, anything, what do you need?" Sarah said immediately, abandoning the flowers she was making out of newspapers.

Katherine swallowed, pausing. Her fingers fidgeted with the necklace around her neck. "Um. Well. There's uh... there's this girl I really like. And she... she's just amazing, and I want to tell her that I really like her. And she loves flowers, so..."

Sarah smiled and cooed, even though her chest hurt an awful lot. "That's so-" heartbreaking? Disappointing? Sad? "-cute! Flowers are such a good way to express feelings. Do you want to do it through flower language or do you have specific flowers you want to do it with?"

Katherine bit her lip. "Well, I was hoping a bit of both, but I'm not sure what kind of flowers she likes, so I was hoping you'd help with that."

Sarah nodded. "Of course! Let's get to work, hm?"

In the end, the bouquet consisted of red carnations (admiration), gardenias ("you're lovely"), mistletoe ("kiss me"), and white violets ("let's take a chance on happiness"). Sarah very gently wrapped the stems in newspaper and tied it with some twine while Katherine wrote something on a card.

Katherine paid and took the bouquet from Sarah, carefully fixing the card in it. She stayed after the transaction, simply standing there and staring at the flowers in her arms.

"What are you waiting for? Go get your girl!" Sarah chastized with a laugh. She needed Katherine to leave so she could take an early lunch and cry a little.

"You're right," Katherine said. She took in a big breath and let it out slowly before jutting her arms out, offering the bouquet. "Here."

"What?" Sarah asked, eyebrows furrowed. "Did you change your mind or-"

"They're for you," Katherine said, staring at the wall. "Just- read the card?"

Sarah blinked slowly and took the bouquet carefully, and opened the card.

In it was written simply:

"I like you, Sarah. Have since I first came into your shop. And I'd like you even more if you went to dinner with me?"

Sarah very gently put the bouquet down on the counter. And then she kissed Katherine.

+1

A year and a half later, Sarah come home to find a bundle of myrtle at her place on the table. Instead of a string, there was a ring. Myrtle, the Hebrew emblem of marriage.

Katherine cleared her throat, smiling softly. "Your parents will have at least one kid who marries into a Jewish family. If-if you say yes, that is."

Sarah's eyes filled with tears. "How could I not?"

[thelovelybrokensoldier]

November 25th, 2017

So, NaNoWriMo, I know I've got five more days still, but, with my work schedule, although it isn't all that crazy is just kinda exhausting. I think it's because my sleeping pattern is all jumbled up, so I've just been sleeping and working, and my writing slid a few days, and at some point I knew I wouldn't complete 50,000 words in 30 days. It isn't all bad, trust me, I'm actually pretty proud of what I've got so far, this was my first year trying to handwrite it, rather than type like I've done for many years, and Ive gotta say, i really enjoyed handwriting this piece. It's the reason in its roundabout way why I'm writing this post at work with a random 7 top a couple feet away on my left and this unlikely couple to my right.

When I started writing many years ago, way back in grade school, i kept all of it in little scraps of paper I knew I'd later lose, then when in junior high I upgraded to notebooks, notebooks full of random short stories, or the endless graveyard of notebooks in my mom's basement in shoe boxes of my past written stories and failed novels, then high school comes around and these were some of my worst years mentally and continues to haunt me now, and continued into my years of college I did, and through all of those years, especially those years, I kept things handwritten due to how secretive I am, my stories are my largest vulnerability, so I was and am nervous about who sees them. It was always my favorite part of English class, but, also the time I dreaded most because I knew my teacher was gonna read it and so I would tailor it in a specific way to make it seem like someone else had written it so I could bear to part with the innocence of it, the innocence of only my eyes knowing it.

I didn't always handwrite in high school, once I got my first laptop, I pretty much used that exclusively, because it was password protected and hidden in folders and everything I needed was right there. It was during that time I tried to break my habit of fear of sharing, and it worked a little when I joined a creative writing class, was published for a poem i wrote and wrote a few small productions. It worked a little, but, not enough to make me comfortable with everyone reading it. Being a well known author has been the dream since I could read, since I was real young, and so even if I can't validate myself as a winner for NaNoWriMo, i know I'm still a winner because I have 20,000 words more than I did before the month began, and I'm still writing.

While I'm at work. This introspection of the beginning is always so complicated, but, while the beginning is muddy and the work put in is nearly unknown, i know the future and the future is full of opportunity.

The second half of this is because, i was sitting at a booth a few hours back and realised that before I started working at my current job, I had only been there twice. The first time was with my first date

We sat at this table, table 64, and It was during my first semester of college, the first year I also tried NaNoWriMo and my mental health was honestly the lowest it's ever been, it was the darkest of my life and how I got through that is beyond me.

It was that year i would start self harming again after being clean since my first year of high school, and under my long sleeved shirt, i had the lines of self harm hiding, and aside the point of me being physically afraid of the guy, because dating and I don't get along, it stirred some really bad parts of me. Things were just hard then, and I ended up not leaving my dorm room for a week, well almost, 6 days. Skipped an entire weeks worth of classes and wondered why my grades sucked.

Then the 2nd time I came here, it was only a couple weeks after the first time, my best friend at the time, he was majoring in something art, and wanted to come here for the late night pancake deal and we sat at this other table, 22.

He worked on this sculpture that was gonna be due a few days from then and he was behind and I had way to much coffee that night, and had some pancakes and I did some writing. The sever that night, who still works here with me now actually has a character named for him. I needed a guys name and he came up and said his name and it was decided. It hits me rather nostalgically, but, these aren't really even significant, but, the feelings of those nights are feelings I spread into my characters, it's another reason sharing is so hard, because I put everything I have into them, into who they are because there is so much to tell, and sometimes not even enough words to describe it.

Another upside - I know I kinda got away from the point, i ramble, what can I say.

Another upside is i almost impulsively pre ordered the winners shirt, because I'm a sucker for sentiment, and I'm damn glad I didn't.

Because I won't be winning loll. Maybe in April during Camp Nano, or maybe I'll just continue to work in it in leisure.

Because I'm really proud of the development it's taken. Its no longer all build up, important scenes have finally been written. Many of them break my heart and have made me cry and I'm so proud of myself for eliciting that emotion out of myself.

That said. I have side work to do before 6 so, I'll cut this here, but, I'm sure I'll make another, because I've really been digging into myself for this.

Alright

Stay tuned, stay hyped and most of all, stay alive

- Bry