#now this singular one minute clip of my guy has somehow motivated me to finally make a finished ficlet.

[sunnibits]

what the actual fuck instead of watching my movie for the night I just sat down and wrote 840 words of fanfic after not writing anything for literal ages barely stopping or questioning myself at all just fucking determined to get it all down and it’s actually a finished completed fucking thought. like I want to at least give it somewhat of a once-over and maybe minor edits before I just release it into the world but like. I could actually post it. I could fucking post a fic for the first time in??? over a year?????? after starting SO many fucking izzy fics and having so many izzy ideas that I never fucking finished and hitting myself over the head for it because of course my crazed obsession eventually faded and I wasted so much motivation and inspiration that would never produce a finish product. and now I just have 840 words of some decent ass fic sitting in my notes app after like an hour of hyperfocused work and it’s legitimately complete. I am simultaneously elated and so pissed off right now. you gotta be kidding me.