#but that posted thing is the intro to the Bath Scene (tm) in the luke/leo arc

[hold-him-down]

2, 11, 29 for the fic writers asks?

2. Do you read/reread your own fics?

Chronically. Usually if someone pops in and reblogs an old chapter, I'll reread it then (any time I do a self reblog of something very old it's usually on the heels of me rereading it). I also have some favorite pieces that I'll revisit from time to time. And, on the other hand, there are several pieces I've written that I find absolutely unreadable and when I try to revisit those I cringe so hard lol.

11. Do you have specific playlists for writing fics?

No I do not! I don't listen to music at all when writing. I get super SUPER distracted really easily if there's, you know, music, or a TV show, or my cats are doing something remotely interesting, or there's a bird or a cloud out the window, etc. No writing playlists at all over here.

29. Share a bit from a fic you’ll never post OR from a scene that was cut from an already posted fic. (If you don’t have either, just share a random fic idea you have that you don’t plan on getting to.)

Leo is shivering as he pulls off his sweatshirt; he feels another wave of dizziness wash over him and he swallows. It took three days of skull-splitting headaches and increasingly persistent nudging from Luke before he agreed to go visit Rob. They left with a prescription for antibiotics and a word of caution to take it easy for a few days. Leo waited in the car while Luke got the medicine, and, while his desperation for relief was palpable, the bottle of pills that he turns over and over and over has his stomach in knots.

The relief will be worth it, Leo tells himself, closing his eyes. It will be worth it. On the peripheries of his worry is the fear of the pain that constantly accompanies being drugged, the disorientation, the nausea. And then, the fear of everything going dark, and everything hurting, and being unable to work out what is real. That one is further back, so far back that Leo blinks the thought– no, the memory– away as quickly as he can, as he swallows and puts the bottle down. Luke won’t hurt you.