#this feels unfinished but it was in my drafts so have it anyway lol

[pizzaqueen]

Steve being indignant over the girls in Hawkins not being interested in Eddie and Eddie's like I mean, it's fine, I'm gay, I'm not interested in them, and Steve's like that's not the point! You're hot! What's wrong with them?

[uqb]

can't stop thinkimg about modding games

[starry-bi-sky]

Hello Starry! I just had a thought about your Danyal al Ghul AU, and didn't have anyone else to share it with, so here we go:

If in this universe Bruce is Jewish, and Danny knows this(probably from a google search), he may wear a Star of David necklace to have a piece of his father with him at all times, since he knows he will never get to meet him. Or maybe the necklace sits in a box under a floorboard, because he can't stand the constant reminder of the father he'll never get to have. Maybe he observes Sam and her family celebrate Jewish holidays, or he learns how to by himself, but uses the time to mourn, instead of celebrate.

Anyways, hope all is well, and thank you for sharing your writing!

AAHHHH??? YOUR BRAIN??? Thank you!! I love sharing my writing, it soothes my need for attention lol. lmao, even. (Also how did you know i was thinking of my danyal al ghul au today -- i have an unfinished draft that i was thinking of delving into after my work meeting) also aahh!!!!!!!! im so happy that you wanted to share your thoughts with me about it <333

But dude BOTH of these ideas are soo?? GOOD and ANGSTY. I love angsty. Danny would for sure know if Bruce was Jewish, lil guy did an obsessive amount of research on his dad the moment he got his hands on a computer and figured out how they worked. Danny has like, a three inch thick folder almost on his father alone. Anything he could get his hands on, he's got it. That thickness is almost exclusively from his first like, six months in Amity Park. He keeps it in a box in his closet, along with his growing-folder on Damian and his achievements as Damian Wayne. He pages through it when he's feeling like mourning.

First off: him wearing a Star of David necklace to feel connected to Bruce. That is SO sad and I love it so much. He bought it with an allowance he'd been given when he first started living with the Fentons, he keeps it tucked under his shirt so nobody even knows he has it. Sam and Tucker don't until it slips out while he's hanging out with them and when they ask him about it, Danny very reluctantly tells them that his father is Jewish. When he's distracted, nervous, or sad, he fidgets with it. How this looks is that he looks like he's kinda rubbing his chest, like ungrasping and grasping something.

Second Off: him keeping it in a box under the floorboards. That is also so, so good. He's got it in the box along with a few other things that remind him of his father and Damian and his mother. He takes it out when he's feeling particularly lonely and homesick, it's a feeling that never really goes away even after five years of living in Amity Park. It's like a longing for something you'll never see again, but isn't that just how grief works? i can just imagine him sitting against the bed, late at night and back from patrol. He's still in his ghost form, his katana laid on the ground next to him, and his almost bird-like cape pooling down beside him as he cups the necklace in his hand like he's cradling an egg. Maybe he's bleeding from somewhere, and he's telling the necklace about patrol, murmured soft in Arabic.

When he finds out Sam is Jewish he probably, after much consideration, asks if he can observe their holidays -- after all, researching Jewish holidays only does so much. Sam agrees when he explains why, much to her parents chagrin, and he sometimes tags along. But once he gets an understanding of how they go, he starts doing it on his own. Somewhat. He celebrates with Sam for most of it, and then has some time to himself where he celebrates it on his own. So it's a little bit of both.

^^^ which brings me to thinking about my danyal snippet here where Sam is at a Wayne gala and tears into her parents over Danny in front of Bruce. And it's making me think of, with this idea in mind, Sam in a moment of emotional impulsivity, saying "I know that he wears a Star of David because his father is Jewish and he wants to be closer to him, because he loves him so very fucking much." And while saying that, briefly makes direct eye contact with Bruce as a way to tell him "I know you're his fucking dad. Look at the son you have left behind."

If only for the emotional gut punch that can leave Bruce with. 🥰

Thank you for the ask! I had a lot of fun responding to it, have a fantastic evening/day/night.

[shingummyy]

Artdrop…some of them are unfinished drafts

Once again I have to rant about how awful Marvel is treating Namor in the comics recently, I mean they almost didn’t give any mention or appearance of him in any comics at all :/ it is very disappointing, I really hope there’ll be a plot that involves him as a major role, but there is no any news about that :((((( I miss seeing him 😇😇Anyway, I’m still very passionate about drawing him and his related ships, lmao.

And I tried to shorten my time of using Twitter recently (for some reasons Twitter has become kinda meaningless to me so I only post whenever I draw new pic) and I’ve gotten to feel more peaceful lol Btw I realise that I haven’t written such long in English for months. It is so wacky

[ronance4everbrainrot]

Idk why I can't look at any Glassheart posts rn. It makes me feel unwell. Like my heart is being squeezed.

But I'll continue my Glassheart stories soon I hope. (I have an unfinished one in my drafts rn

However

I just saw this super cute short video. And I just wanted to write a little one shot for it. So, hope you enjoy. It's short.

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Red let's out a little sighs as she waits for Chloe to come Home. She was alone at home. Well actually no, she wasn't alone. She had her cute little baby girl with her. 18 months old.

When she looks at her little pride and joy all her impatience was replaced with love. Her little Rina.

She gently brushes through the light red, curly hairs and looks at her baby, who is sitting in the baby chair and eating some strawberries. Rina just looks at her, she looks offended but not really and continues to eat her little fruit snack.

Red can't help but laugh at how adorable she looks. But that's not the only reason she's quietly laughing. You see

She was doing her skincare routine like usual, if a bit.. well a lot later than usual but still the same thing. Her little princess was playing with some of her toys. Red loves hearing her laugh as she once again made a 3 block high tower with the colorful blocks.

But she hates that she can't share those moments with Chloe. Chloe has to work a lot. And when she comes home she's either exhausted or not in a good mood. But she's nothing less than kind and loving, obviously they fight sometimes but everyone does that. And they talk it out. Anyway that's not what this story is about.

When Chloe comes home. She is overworked and stressed.

So Red had a fun little idea. And she hopes it makes Chloe's day.

Back to the present, Red hears the door open and Chloe walks into the kitchen area. She's wearing a frown and her eyes emotionless. Red tries to hide her smile as she greets her Wife "Hello" and Chloe gives a "Hey" back.

The Baby chair was right in front of the doorway and Chloe noticed little movement from it. When she looks down she sees her little treasure sitting there. She stares for 2 seconds and bursts out laughing. It sounds like trying to start a car several times. Red joins in the laughter.

Chloe needs to bend over with how much she's laughing. She really needed this.

What did Red do? She put fake eyebrows on their baby. And it looks hilarious.

They've been both laughing for at least 2 minutes. Chloe holds her stomach as she takes in a deep breath, she lets out a very amused "WOoooo" tears in her eyes. Still laughing a little. With a big smile "I'm sorry Rin-" she looks at her baby again, and it's looking straight back at her and she's gone again. The laughter starting all over again.

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Lol. It's based on this short

I don't really like that I added stuff that isn't explained further, but I wanted to keep it short and focus on the baby with the eyebrows.

I didn't want to steal names from others who also made Glassheart children. So I named her Rina. She'll probably never come up again. But if she does. She has light red hair almost pastel like which turns to a darker red or maybe even light purple idk. definitely curly. And um. Yeah. That's all really. Haven't thought much further.

Ok byeee

[doraambrose]

Woah!! I LOVE your Jason and Dick drawing!! Especially Jason's pants and how you used black and white!! And blue and red stand out perfectly, making the drawing super interesting to look at. Dick may have a bad hair day, who knows, but his pose gives you the perfect 'oh, he's a superhero' feeling. I like how you made Jason keep his fingers away from the trigger and the guns pointed to the ground. Goes to show Jason has amazing trigger disciplin. The dude doesn't just break in somewhere guns blazing and shooting anything that moves. Unless that's the plan.

But it's really funny how Dick is perching on his younger brother's back. Or maybe on some brick wall behind Jason that his fridge figure just hides. Anyway, looks amazing!! Thank you!!👍👏👏👏

I applaud your skills!!

Omg thank you so much this made my day!! I love your analysis of the poses. I appreciate it because it took me so long and so many tries to find the right pose for each of them lmao. And I'm glad you like the black and white. I can do skin colors too, but you mentioned you liked my Batgirl drawing so I wanted to do it in that style. My post seemed to have glitched because when i saw it just now, it seemed like the unfinished draft and not my final draft. But I basically put in more about why I picked the poses and styles I did and I put in my references.

Basically for Dick, I obviously wanted to use Bruno Redondo's style, but I found the perfect pose from artist Kenneth Rocafort and I added some of my own style too. Here's the references I used. I didn't crop any images to give credit because I used images from Google

For Jason, he was tough. It was really hard to find a pose that I liked and went well with what I had planned for Dick. I also wanted to use his half mask and hood look because I'll admit that gotham war and Red hood The Hill has made me into it lol. So it was difficult to transfer a pose style using his helmet design to the style I wanted to use. Here are these references:

Luckily, my original post included the materials I used so I don't have to retype that lol, but anyway, I'm really glad you like it!

Feel free to send more asks and commissions, I promise it doesn't usually take this long lol!

Thanks friend!

[littlemarianah]

so….. I found some drafts from the past that are actually really good and fun. I currently have 3 unfinished fanfics on my ao3 and I'm starting to feel guilty for leaving so many things unfinished, but I don't see any reason not to post something that is good.

I still have plans to finish my fanfics obviously, but I don't want to start more and more projects and never finish any of them…

What do you guys do in particular? Do you leave your drafts forgotten in your files until they're complete or do you post them even without knowing when you'll finish to write.

also I'm particularly nervous about this fanfic because it starts with a Everthorne scene hehe and I know people can have very strong feelings about Gale and Katnis lol.

and also need a name but anyway….

[hystericstar]

saw ur sub virgin sidon and it is *chef's kiss* !!!

If it's all good, I'd like to ask for a virgin sidon too but on his first heat/rut!! Up to you if you want him to be the sub or dom but sloppy desperate sidon is all I need

‼️‼️He whimpers and whines 🗣🗣🗣

anyways, here you go 🤭

! MDNI !

“So tight. So pretty. More. Need more.” His hips repeatedly slammed into yours roughly. He hugged you close, breathing in your intoxicating scent the entire time. Each new bead of sweat got licked clean off immediately. The Zora king had been using you like a toy for hours. Every thrust squeezed more and more of his cum out of you, but at this point, neither of you could care.

His body had felt abnormally hot for about a week now, so when you had initially offered to help relieve him he was more than willing. However, it wasn’t nearly enough to satisfy him. He had never experienced anything like this before, leaving him with little to no control over himself. Countless meetings have been delayed due to his absence yet he couldn’t bring himself to care. Not when he’s balls deep inside you, leaving bruises and hickeys everywhere he could reach.

“S-Sidon! Please…slow down-!” You were a wailing, crying mess. You had been, for the last two and a half hours. Every time you looked, your stomach swelled more and more with his seed, and his strikingly large dick didn’t help either. “So full.” You couldn’t help but pant. “So good! You feel so good. I can’t- I can’t get enough.” His voice trembled in your ear. He was equally overstimulated, but it felt so good he needed more.

Tears of his own began forming. “I-I can’t stop. Hah my pearl…I’m so- ahn! so sorry.” Sidon truly felt so guilty. He promised he’d try to contain himself but he just couldn’t. He was anxious to hear your opinion on this once this forsaken rut ended. You on the other hand, we’re having a ball. Sidon fucking you silly was the best thing you could’ve possibly ever asked for. You knew that under normal circumstances, he wouldn’t dare treat you as rough as this- especially not with any breaks. So for him to use you like his own personal fleshlight? Yes please!

The rhythm of his hips suddenly began to stutter, a clear indicative that he was growing close to yet another orgasm. Sidon threw his head back, roughly pulling you back into him by the hips over and over again, silently telling himself that this was the last time. At least, for the night it was.

You felt him twitch inside of you as you arched your back. The pillow below you had formed a puddle of drool in reminder of your mouth being agape in pure ecstasy for most of the night. “A-ah! My love!” Sidon pulled out of you, hot ribbons of cum painting your back. He knew if he finished inside you once more, the feeling might overwhelm you more so than you clearly already are. Beads of your combined fluids spilled out and made their way down your leg. The king simply admired you, all the while working through the feeling of his heartbeat resonating through his body. He was no fool to the way your legs trembled slightly. ‘Job well done’ he simply thought. Maybe this wouldn’t be such a bad thing after all.

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sorry for the slow updates! Motivation suddenly left me lol. This one was sitting unfinished in my drafts for a while, simply because I didn’t really like the way it came out. Nonetheless, I finished it! I’m about to go to bed so it isn’t really proofread, so please forgive me if you come across any mistakes while reading. Thank you for requesting!

[chemblrish]

I started doing chemistry at uni!!!! I’m having trouble with my chem lectures though… my lecturer seems to point out trends in the periodic table, and then? Doesn’t really explain why they’re there, which makes me feel really confused. Have you ever experienced something similar?

AAAA that's so cool I'm so happy for you!! Sorry about the professor though. Tbh I can't remember the way I was taught about the trends specifically, but it's one of those topics that often gets treated like this - no explanation, only memorization. And it drives me nuts bc all those trends come from *somewhere* and they aren't random! It's all actually pretty simple, why aren't you telling your students about it!!

Anyway. Cotton's Basic inorganic chemistry explains this topic pretty well if you want to do some reading by yourself, but also if you want me to explain this instead, no problem at all, just lmk. I legit have a whole unfinished post on the atomic/ ionic radii in my drafts lol

[sukunafuka]

1: you were my first ever ask so i love you extra extra— still remember how giddy i got when i read it. i’ve had an unfinished draft for puppy!nanami and then one for a pt 2 of puppy!satoru too for a while..but i never felt like it was as good as the first one i wrote so i havent posted it.. still thinking on it but im so glad you liked it bby<3

2: yaaa i will continue writing on wattpad as well, it’s just easier for me to post quick one shots on tumblr rather than taking the time to plan out every chapter and where it’s headed for the ones in the future with watty and ao3. but i promise i’ll get back to it as soon as im able.. i actually worked on part of a new chapter for each of my fics on wattpad recently so maybe soon!! <3

3: pretty sure you submitted this when i first first started posting a few months ago and lemme just say— it made me giggle and kick my feet. how sweet are you<33 im so grateful you enjoy my work and you motivated me to continue writing fr.<3

4: honestly, puppy!satoru will always be my top favs ive ever written. might be tmi but i def wanked it to that more than a few times 💀 so happy you found as much enjoyment in it as i did lmaoo thank you sm<3

5: so i’m pretty sure you’re talking about my part 1 yuji pussy eating fic and by now the part 2 is already up and i’m working on part 3. thank you sm- i really appreciate the praise fr it keeps me writing <33

6: i thinkkkk you’re talking about the first one i posted being puppy!satoru and i’m assuming by post another one like that you mean a part 2? but feel free to lmk if not, i have 2 unfinished drafts for puppy!satoru and puppy!nanami but they haven’t met my expectations since the first one was so delicious. but hopefully i can get out a part 2 soon bc that first one is still one of my favs ive ever written. makes me so happy to know it’s one of ur favs too<33

7: ANNONNNN when i tell you best friends dad toji was one of the reasons i even started writing in the first place…. i wanna make more about him and write him better so thats DEFINITELY gonna be a long fic that’ll come out eventually. i thought no one rly was into that one so it means a lot that you are. i am so hornee for best friends dad toji lol. i have a soft spot for that one so thank you so much for enjoying it<33

8: TEHEH you read all my fics at that point?! *crying shitting throwing up* i’m so happy to know that you love my writing. ur comment made me jump up and down like an idiot when i first read it and again rn lol <33

9: puppy!satoru shall come eventually since i have a few unfinished drafts for him and puppy!nanami but not sure when.. keep an eye out bc the way i write is rly odd and sporadic so who knows when lol. the ‘pleek’ killed me btw lmaoo. so glad you enjoyed it<3

10: more puppy!satoru shall come eventually xx if i can finish the draft i have for it.. and the puppy!nanami one too. you’re so sweet saying i wrote it well im abt to kiss you on your salivating mouth lol. thank you for reaching out to tell me you enjoyed it<3

11: so like what if i told you im about to pounce on you for saying that. i literally squealed like an idiot when i first read that and again rn. when i first started posting i was nervous but ur ask is one reason i felt more comfy. thank you so much for enjoying my work<3

12: lmaoo suka meaning bitch in polish is so fitting. i’m def sukuna’s bitch and his sucker foreva lol. crazy bc i initially was super into gojo when i first read and watched jjk (who isn’t) but my luv for sukuna snuck up on me. anyways ily thank you for telling me that— so cute<33

[remnostrum]

maybe Steve likes Dungeons & Dragons

I have an unfinished 20k+-word Steddie one shot sitting in my drafts from two years ago that I never touched since then because, well, it has an Original Character inserted in it and she's prominent in the story for the two to get together. I didn't know if people would be interested and I didn't get enough time to finish writing it. Maybe I got a little too into making their character sheets as well.

Anyway. Here's a rundown of the plot. Let me know if it's something you'd one day want to read.

It's a Steddie classic: It happens post-Vecna, in an Everyone Lives canon divergence, where they're focusing on high school life and playing Dungeons & Dragons. He grew closer with Eddie, having been one of the only dudes of his age group that understands him. Plus, the guy needs some company after what the town put him through. Didn't do any good to his damn thoughts though.

Steve's having a crisis, both sexually and life-wise, and is going on a bit of soul-searching. He ends up at a 24/7 diner a few minutes out of town, meets this girl working there as a waitress who happens to be an old classmate that never got out of Hawkins after graduation. He finds out she's a nerd, knew Eddie, and had a few inspirational things to say about life. She understood his feelings of not knowing where to place himself; of losing purpose and trying to find that for himself.

Robin is busy grabbing her diploma and preparing for college, and so it leaves him with this other girl who has no interest in him romantically and yet indulges his inner thoughts. They become close friends and she introduces him to D&D with a group of other folks his age that she usually plays with.

He has fun. He understands the joy of playing it and, for the first time, his brain is stimulated in a way that does not require a physical-type of adrenaline. He's using his brain to actively get out of situations, and he learns that what wit he has and the massive charm he already possesses was incredibly useful in a fictional setting. A bonus was getting to flirt with every waking being without punishment. In some ways, it was an exploration.

D&D isn't so bad. But he hasn't told Dustin or Eddie or Robin or any of the others. For once, he is doing something parallel to them that he is enjoying for himself. And not because they asked him to do it with them.

One day, it all comes out. She leaves a set of dice in his car when he took her back to her place after a six-hour session. Steve is hanging out with Eddie, the rest of the older teens, and The Party at a park when she suddenly shows up asking for her dice. They learn he's been "cheating" on them, playing as a paladin for a few months in someone else's campaign. They didn't know that he understood every single ability check and attack roll they've been throwing on the damn table since some time ago.

They rope him into playing a game as payment for his betrayal. But he's too shy, even with the encouragement of Eddie, because roleplay was different when the man he's been eyeing is the Dungeon Master himself. So, he refuses.

Dustin tracks her down. He invites her for a game as a guest player. She accepts, only with the condition of having Steve there to play with her.

Forced, Steve ends up at the table with a joint character sheet with her. They're playing a Victorian-esque, Gomez-and-Morticia, couple named Lord Alistair and Lady Freya Crowsong. He's a Warlock and she's a Wizard (that was secretly his patron). I'm using D&D 5E rules, just because it'd be entertaining and it's fanfiction lol. They roleplay it as a fancy couple devoted to one another in ways that are less romantic and more codependent for survival. The Party are entranced by the narrative which don't happen as hugely for them as most of their games were combat-focused. They wanted to know everything. They also thought that it works because Steve was dating her. He wasn't.

Steve is having fun teasing them. He's not quite sure yet what Eddie thinks, but he's kept a smile on his face and that's enough for him.

Here's the big event. Eddie and the new girl mention a LARP/RenFaire event happening a couple of hours away out of Hawkins. They explain what it is, and show photographs where they can of them meeting folks in various costumes. The kids want to go, as there's a huge Magistrate's Ball happening in one of the big farmhouses it's being hosted. They want to interact with other people using their characters and, specifically, Dustin wants to See Steve as Lord Alistair Crowsong.

He feels a little embarrassed. He says a flat-out no before the girl tries to bribe him to do it. That doesn't work either. Finally, Eddie says he'll show up in costume as Steve's favorite NPC--a handsome young bard that Lord Alistair met at a tavern named Elisor. He was Steve's favorite to flirt with, and most of his romantic intentions for Eddie was directed through this NPC.

He flashbacks to the description of the bard, imagines Eddie wearing the same outfit, and suddenly he said yes.

A month goes by and they're all ready to go. Their costumes are packed, as well as their gear, and Steve, Eddie, and Nancy are ready to ride out to a different city to let the kids experience a whole other breadth of nerdiness.

They have fun. The kids learn what it's like being around people like them, and they get to do different kinds of activities while in character. They watch bard concerts, play farm games, and even watch a bunch of fights at the makeshift coliseum. Steve, for the first two days, isn't Lord Alistair. He's his paladin character because it was easier for him to be someone similar to himself for an entire day.

The last night at the faire, the Magistrate's Ball happens. The kids and other people go first because Steve was strapped to his chair and forcefully had makeup put onto his face. They arrive some minutes late, but he's in his hand-sewn Victorian suit with a makeshift crow-headed cane and his fictional wife at his arm.

He's practically red on the face, if not the pale powder that she put on him, as he interacts with people in that same regal tone he usually speaks in as Lord Alistair. People flock them, asking questions about their "kingdom" and their fictional dead child. The Party swarms them eventually, teasing but mostly in awe, as the two of them kept their airs around everyone.

Then, the crowd parts way. Steve tunnel-visions when he spots Eddie by the punch bowl with a lute in his arms and a goblet at hand. He has his chest out in a white tunic and an open deep purple vest, smirking at a random ball-goer and talking. When their eyes meet, everything falls silent and suddenly, Steve forgets to breathe.

New girl pushes him to his direction, in the guise of "get your wife a drink" before disappearing into the crowd to find Robin.

Then, we switch to Eddie's POV. Who is not only smitten, but he's been glowing with jealousy since he found out he wasn't Steve's first Dungeon Master.

[paunchsalazar]

hey so I really enjoyed your kyokao longfic and i was wondering what the writing process was like since im planning on writing a fanfic (first time).

did you plan anything with an outline? or did you wing it?

anyways thanks in advance (and btw im doing another reread of your fic, it's so narratively satisfying!!)

omg woah first!!! thank you so much!!! that is seriously the most touching thing to possibly hear T-T

This is going to be such a long-winded answer but I definitely did not wing it!!! apologies for the long post but I love to see behind the curtain and think about process so...

That fic was my first multi-chapter story and waaaay longer than anything else I’ve ever made… so I kinda had no idea where to start. I wanted to make a rough outline to see if it was even feasible - was there a beginning, middle, and end? Even a super hazy one? before jumping in and writing a whole long project… (I had no idea how long it would be, but knew it was definitely longer than a few thousand words.)

it started as a timeline - trying to keep track of all the canon events via bonus chapters and sketches, then working to fill in the gaps with headcanons. Even though Ouran is silly, by the end they’re operating within a normal timeline lol….

After filling out a lot of the timeline with headcanons then organizing them in chronological order.. started to see the plot/opportunities for change - in the characters, their relationships, the state of their lives - especially with school, moving, etc. all of the above

I tried to make myself a guide to keep organized lol (totally unnecessary, but helped me keep track of things!)

the timeline started as bullet points - if there are any settings or occasions that would justify an “episode” - major holidays, group trip, etc. At least with Ouran, I tried to play around with the settings - The host club has unlimited resources which is a rare luxury… but wanted to keep in the realm of what they might do + think about fancy rich people things they hadn’t yet covered “on screen”

From there, it went to sub-bullet points, then trying to nail down each beat I'd want to cover - through narration or dialogue

It's hard to pin it down but sometimes certain moments - a visual, an exchange of dialogue - play out really clearly in my head… so would occasionally find that moment and then reverse engineer what would lead to that, then follow the thread to where it would potentially go…

Usually went in chronological order or at least made a list of beats all the way through, but then would jump back and forth to fix little things or add in details I realized needed to move sooner/be foreshadowed…

Outline/timeline > beats > rough draft > going line by line to edit + then hopping around to fix things accordingly

I had a lot of different docs... just because they get so big

+ I like to put unfinished things in blue (or any color, I like blue because red feels more negative to me lol) and then change them to black when they feel "locked" or at least like they're functioning. It helps me keep track of how much is left to do + makes it easier to find spots that need attention!

+ also like to have a "cutting room" document for everything I cut/don't know where to put/is redundant in case I want to use it for later, or even just to try to see what I was going for!! I've found it to come in handy down the line

Here are some examples of the WIP bullet points/blurbs lol... I also like to make "off-screen" notes to myself just to keep in mind, I did have a friend beta-reading some parts, but kinda do this for myself anyway just to keep it in mind.

From there it was just writing and rewriting... I usually go through a scene from the beginning and read until something trips me up, try to either fix it or make note of what the intention was and then go on to the next beat. I went chapter by chapter, in order, and tried to get each locked before going on to the next one.

Should also note that this fic took me a long time!! And I wasn't working on it with a super set schedule. It was purely for fun, so I just worked on it when I felt like it (and as it grew, I found myself wanting to work on it more and more! so it was exciting more than a chore).

I talked to friends about it, even if just kinda laughing about headcanons or jokes, and had a few people read through the beats and a few scenes to see if it flowed/if the dialogue sounded in character!

+ I did a lot of revisiting the source material or even just watching a clip when I felt like I was losing their voices. Idk if it was that successful... but it helped to keep them in mind!!

Anyway... I can only speak for what works for me! and I think a lot of these habits are coming from my storyboarding workflow.

Writing is so personal and there is bound to be trial and error!! I hope that you have so much fun writing, whatever approach you take!!!!!

Also what thank you so much for reading my fic at all and for your kindness!! If you ever publish your fic, please send me a link!!! even if it is ages from now!!!!!

[auroraknux]

If it is okay to ask a second time: 🤲, 🎉 and 🧠 for the fanfic game? (if not pls just ignore this ask ;) )

Oh that's totally fine! (Barely anyone is sending anything anyway.)

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🎉 What leads you to consider a fic a success?

If it gets a decent amount of attention, I guess. Lots of views, comments, and/or bookmarks. (Warmth and Safety once got recommended twice in the same Twitter thread, so I'd definitely consider that a success lol.)

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🧠 Pick a character, and I'll tell you my favorite headcanon for them.

You didn't give me a character, so I'll just pick the Bros lol. I love the really common idea that Mario protected Luigi from bullies growing up. (The movie even seems to support this!)

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🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

Sure! I considered posting something from the eel scene rewrite (which I can still do if someone asks!). But instead, here's a snippet from the post-movie fic where Luigi and Peach bond over cake and trauma.

Please remember that this is part of an unfinished draft, and will get revisions when/if it's finished.

(For a bit of context: Peach has baked before, but it's been a long time since then, and she's very rusty.)

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The timer dinged, shaking her out of her thoughts. She nearly forgot to use potholders when taking the cake out of the oven. Fortunately, she remembered before she could burn herself.

After the cake had a chance to cool, she tried a bite of it. It was crumbly, and fell apart at her touch. She frowned. What had she done wrong?

"Hey."

She whipped around, karate hands at the ready.

Luigi put his hands up. "Sorry, sorry! Didn't mean to startle you."

Peach relaxed. "It's fine." She smiled. "What brings you here? Where's Mario?"

"Mario's at his therapy appointment, so I'm by myself today." Luigi scratched his hand. "I'm…bored, I guess."

Peach figured it was more than that. She had noticed how the two were almost never apart. Apparently it had been this way since they were young, but they had become especially clingy after their adventure. Luigi was probably feeling anxious by himself. She could use the company anyway.

"I tried baking a cake today. It came out a bit…bad."

Luigi inspected it. "Hmmm…yeah, it looks a bit dry."

"A bit" was quite the understatement.

He stroked his mustache. "You might've used too much flour, or too little butter and eggs."

"Oh, was that the problem?" Peach smiled, an idea coming to her. "I have enough ingredients left to try again. Maybe you could help me this time?"

Luigi's face lit up. "Sure!"

Peach did genuinely want his advice, but that wasn't the main reason for doing this. She knew Luigi needed a distraction right now, and this seemed like the best way to do it.

The two set to work on the cake (after scraping the remains of the other one into the garbage). Luigi showed her how to properly measure the ingredients, and gave her other advice every now and then. Before long, they had another cake in the oven.

"Thanks for the help," said Peach. "Where'd you learn all of this?"

"My Ma. I've helped her out in the kitchen lots of times. I've always paid close attention to what she does. I want to be able to cook for me and Mario when we someday get our own place."

Peach smiled. She thought it was sweet how the brothers intended to stay together, even as adults. While she'd been raised alongside other children, she'd never had any siblings of her own. She wondered what it was like to have a bond like Mario and Luigi's. To have someone that had been by your side since birth, who understood you like nobody else. She was almost jealous of what they had.

"Thanks for letting me hang out," said Luigi.

“Of course. You're welcome here any time.”

The timer dinged.

Luigi grabbed the pot holders. "I'll get it!"

He opened the oven. His cheery face suddenly changed to one of terror. He screamed and scrambled backwards, bumping into the counter.

[127tyong]

hi can you pls write a jungwoo one shot ??

enemies to fwb to lovers at a university ??

happy ending ajdhx

let it be there SMUT, fluff and angst 🤭

Lipstick

A/N: bb im in the hospital rn lol so if this feels unfinished its bc it very much so is but this thing has been in my drafts since u requested it, it was supposed to be like 10k words but im TIRED of this, so fuck it, here you go, have some smut.

Pairing: Jungwoo X Reader

Genre: Smut, Angst... fluff? for 2 seconds at the end

Warnings: non-con, jungwoo is mean, reader is meaner, loss of virginity, public(ish) sex

Word Count: 3.8k

Freshman Year of High School -15 years old

“...And, um, I just really like you! I promise I’ll be a good boyfriend!” Jungwoo shoved a bouquet of flowers at you. “Will you go out with me?” Jungwoo’s cheeks were a bright red, his friends behind him, cheering him on. 

You? Jungwoo? Not a chance. First of all, that fucking bowlcut is absolutely atrocious. Secondly, Jungwoo’s a nerd. The average engineering student. Truly, the whole nine yards. And lastly, who the hell asks someone on a date by buying her flowers? What the hell is he trying to prove? He’s got to be overcompensating for… something else.

You glanced at your friends behind you, trying to hold back your laugh, before flipping your head to Jungwoo. “You’re into me?” You laughed in Jungwoo’s face. “Sorry, but I don’t really go for guys who are packing a clit instead of a dick.” You pinched your fingers together, gesturing how small Jungwoo’s dick is. “I like dicks that are bigger than a tube of lipstick.”

You walked away with your friends, giggling at the thought of even dating Jungwoo.

And that’s how you met Jungwoo, and how he’d become the death of you.

~ Sophomore Year of High School -16 years old

“I promise I’ll be a good boyfriend!” Your friend presented you with imaginary flowers, like how Jungwoo did the year prior.

“Of course I’ll date you! I’ll love you and all 2 millimeters you have!” You gushed into her arms, laughing.

It turned out that the year after Jungwoo confessed, you and him ended up in the same homeroom. Everyone knew he confessed to you, like really, who buys a girl flowers to ask them out anymore? A few people thought you went too far, but most other people only talked about you for gossip.

Jungwoo was only focusing on his homework, trying to ignore you all with his earbuds in. 

“Hey!” Your friend ripped Jungwoo’s earbud out. “Have you ever even kissed a girl?”

“Of course he hasn’t!” You laughed at him.

“That’s not funny!” One of his friends tried to stick up for him. “It’s not like he can help it!”

You bursted out laughing. “He can’t help it! Isn’t that just admitting defeat?”

Your teacher slammed the door open and pointed at you. “My office, miss.” You, of course, got detention, but you still didn’t stop teasing Jungwoo.

Junior Year of High School -17 years old

“How the hell did he get a girlfriend before me?” You hissed, applying lipstick in the mirror in the school bathroom.

“Maybe because everyone’s scared to ask you out.” Your friend was brushing her hair next to you.

You smacked your lips together and put your lipstick away. “How? Aren’t I hot?” She smacked the hairbrush onto the sink counter. “You realize you humiliated Jungwoo when he tried to ask you out, right?”

“Yeah? So? He’s ugly anyways.” You rolled your eyes.

“Oh, come on, it really was just the haircut that was bad. Besides, it’s how you’re known now. You and him still don’t get along, and let’s be real, he did manage to pull, when you haven’t in 3 years! Everyone thinks you’re a bully!”

“Ugh!” You zipped your backpack and went to class.

That little blonde girl was sitting in your seat, next to Jungwoo, practically drooling over each other. You really didn’t see what Jungwoo saw in her. Her lipstick was not her color, and that cakey makeup did not help her pores at all. Pore-filling primer exists!

“Get out of my seat.” You stood over her, slamming your backpack on her desk.

She shrieked as if she saw a spider, jumping up in the seat. “You scared me!” She screamed.

“What the fuck is your problem!” Jungwoo stood up, holding onto her arm and hugging her.

“Class is starting.” You rolled your eyes, pulling the chair out behind Jungwoo’s girlfriend, forcing her to stand.

Jungwoo sat back down, but not without his girlfriend climbing onto his lap, hugging him, whiningly crying. 

“Jesus Christ!” You groaned, sitting down. “I slammed my backpack down! I didn’t fucking punch you!”

“Shut the fuck up!” Jungwoo yelled back at you. “Oh, so you can defend your girlfriend but can’t fight back when it’s about you?” You scoffed, folding your arms over your chest. “How pathetic.”

“Yes, because unlike you, I care about people other than myself!”

You stood up and grabbed his girlfriend by her arm, pulling her off Jungwoo’s lap. “How about you go back to your seat?” You let go of her, pushing her back. You stood over Jungwoo. “Get a fucking grip, I’m only acting nice because I actually want to get into college.”

Jungwoo’s girlfriend transferred out of your high school that week, and as much as he tried to blame you, the other students vouched for you, saying she was overreacting.

~ Senior Year of High School -18 years old

“Fucking whore.” One of Jungwoo’s friends snickered at you as you walked past him in the halls.

You grabbed him by his backpack. “You wanna repeat that?” You glared at him.

“Let him go!” Jungwoo yelled at you. 

You pushed him away from you. “Yeah? What are you gonna do about it, lipstick dick?”

“And how would you know, you fucking whore?” Jungwoo snapped back at you.

“Yeah? At least I’m getting some, unlike you! Can’t even pleasure a girl if you tried! Maybe you should learn how to find the clit instead of playing League!” At this point, your friends were pulling on your arm, trying to get you to leave.

“You, and you.” A teacher pointed at you and Jungwoo, fuming. “My office, now.”

~ After being scolded for being loud and disruptive, you and Jungwoo were left to “reconcile” alone in the office.

“This is your fault.” You scoffed. “I haven’t even teased you since sophomore year.” “And you’re only doing that so you can get into college.” He rolled his eyes at you. “And do you really think I can’t find the clit? Please, you know I fucked my girlfriend from junior year, right?” “No.” You sighed. “Do you know I’m still a virgin, right?”

Jungwoo sharply exhaled. “Yeah.”

“Come up with an insult more creative than “whore” then.” You crossed your arms in front of your chest.

Jungwoo stood up and unzipped his pants.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” You hissed, trying to not scream.

“Well, while we’re getting it all out there…” He began to pump his cock in his hand, hardening it, precum already dripping.

He was fucking huge. It wasn’t even 2 inches, more like 12. Breathy gasps left Jungwoo’s throat, getting himself off in front of you.

“Come here.” You hissed at him. He did as you told him. “Wipe your fucking hand.” You grabbed a tissue off the desk in front of you, handing it to him. You began to lick the precum off his cock, then slipped his cock in your mouth. You moved quickly, trying to not get caught. Jungwoo’s moans let you know you were doing well, and you just kept bobbing your head on his dick, not caring about the tears running down your cheeks and the saliva dribbling down your mouth and onto your throat.

Finally, Jungwoo came down your throat, prompting you to swallow.

“You owe me.” You snarled at him as he zipped his pants up and you wiped your face. “Give me your phone number.”

“I guess I can really call you a whore now.” He sat back down next to you, laughing.

~

“You’re smart, right? I need your help applying to colleges.” You asked Jungwoo, calling him a few days later on the weekend. He hummed. “Come to my house, my parents aren’t home. I’ll text you my address.” And just like that, you were sitting on Jungwoo’s bed, on your phone, having him apply to all the same colleges he was.

“You know, usually “help” means I assist you, not I do everything for you.” Jungwoo snarled at you.

You clicked the power button on your phone, angrily tossing it to the side. “And what?” “I mean that you should be helping me, at least!” Jungwoo spun around his desk chair to look at you. “I don’t even know your address! How am I supposed to write a personal essay when I can’t be very personal!”

“Just write whatever you want!” You groaned. “It’s not that big of a deal!” “What are you even majoring in?” Jungwoo punched his desk, scaring you.

You sat on Jungwoo’s lap, trying to calm him down. “I don’t know, I’m not interested in anything!” “We go to a technical high school! You’ve been studying mechanical engineering for 4 fucking years! I’m saying you’re majoring in mechanical engineering, fucking dumb slut…”

“Fucking dumb slut?” You slid under Jungwoo’s desk, unzipping his pants. 

“You know that’s not what I meant!” Jungwoo hissed.

You rolled your eyes, Jungwoo’s dick hardening in your hands either way. “Shut up and stop pretending you invited me over when you’re home alone just to work.” You dove in, nose pressed against Jungwoo’s stomach. 

“Wait, I’m not… Fuck.” Jungwoo’s last effort to lie to himself ended. He knew he wanted you. 

Your throat sloppily sucked off Jungwoo, his hands in your hair.

“Stop.” He pulled your head off of him. “Get on my bed, at least.”

“Wait…” You crawled out from under Jungwoo’s desk. “I told you I’m a virgin, I mean…”

Jungwoo pushed you onto his bed, making you lay on your back. “You’re right, I didn’t invite you over just to help you, so don’t act surprised now. You knew I was going to fuck you, right?” Jungwoo reached under your skirt, pulling your thong to the side. “Only a whore or a girl planning on getting fucked would wear a thong under her skirt… You want me to believe you’re not a whore, so that only leaves one other option…”

A finger slid inside you, forcing a moan out of you.

“Aw, look how wet you are! Admit it, you want to fuck me!” He slipped his middle finger out of your cunt and into your mouth, making you taste yourself.

“Fine! I want you to fuck me! Is that what you wanted to hear?” You gently bit down on his finger.

“Even while begging me to fuck you, you’re still a fucking bitch.” Jungwoo’s plump lips kissed your cheek, then trailed down to your neck. His fingers went back inside you, thumb rubbing your clit whilst his fingers pumped inside you.

“Ugh, hurry up and do it.” You whined, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“You really think you can take it without even a bit of foreplay?” Jungwoo scoffed, licking his fingers. “Fine, I’ll do what you want this time, I guess I should have a sense of responsibility since I’m taking your virginity.” You felt the head of Jungwoo’s cock on your pussy lips. “I’ll put it in all at once, okay?” He quickly kissed your forehead, hands on your cheeks.

“Okay…” You closed your eyes, trying to stop yourself from getting worked up. At first, all you could feel was pain, then the feeling of being filled with Jungwoo’s warmth. 

Jungwoo looked at your tear-filled eyes, trying to gauge your pain level. “Does it hurt?” 

“You fucking asshole.” You gritted your teeth, tears falling down. “How dare you cum inside me right now!” You smacked his chest. “So mean, always so fucking mean to me…”

“Sorry, I swear I didn’t mean to, I seriously…” Jungwoo kissed your nose, letting you warm up to him.

“I hate you so much, so, so much…” Your hands pushed against his waist, digging your nails into his sides.

Jungwoo laughed into your neck, his lips trailing down your neck and landing on your shoulder. “I think I hate you more.”

You scoffed. “You say that but you’ve already came inside me… Whatever, you can move now, by the way…”

 “As you wish.” He was slow at first, but his speed rapidly quickened…

You didn’t know if he was that mad at you, years of hate and resentment building up into this moment, or if he just needed to fuck someone so badly that he was willing to do it to you, but either way, you would be lying if you said it didn’t feel good… 

His lips licking and sucking on your neck, one of his hands kneading one of your breasts, the other gripping the sheets above your head.

“Jungwoo…” You moaned out, wrapping your legs around his waist. “Slow down a little…” You felt like you were panting, tongue sticking out.

“Too cute. You know how much I hate you and you still are about to cum on my dick?” 

You wrapped your arms around his neck. “Please please please…” You looked up at him with tear filled eyes, not even having to say anything for him to know what you wanted.

“Good girl.” He bottomed out, his whole cock deep inside you, cumming again.

You pulled Jungwoo’s chest towards yours as you reached your own high, kissing his lips.

“So good…” Jungwoo pulled away. “Felt so good around my cock.”

You pushed him away, sitting up. “You need to buy me plan B.” You kissed Jungwoo’s cheek.

~

“Hi!” Jungwoo waved at you at school the next day.

“Dude, what the fuck?” One of Jungwoo’s friends slapped Jungwoo’s arm. “Since when do you talk to her?”

“Literally!” Your own friend looked at you. “What’s going on?”

You pinched your nose bridge. “Jungwoo, come here!” You grabbed Jungwoo’s arm and yanked him into the janitor’s closet.

“What’s wrong with you?” Jungwoo hissed. “Now everyone probably thinks we’re dating!”

“They started thinking that way when you waved at me! Like we’re some stupid enemies to lovers trope!” You smacked Jungwoo’s arm, pushed up against him to avoid getting your uniform dirty from the chemicals in the closet. “Listen, you can’t just talk to me during school! Pretend you still hate me or something!”

“No.” Jungwoo’s body was completely against yours now, his boner pressing against your womb. “That pill is supposed to last a day, right? So it’s okay if I cum inside you?”

The late bell rang. “Jungwoo, I have to go to class…”

“We’re already late… let’s just ditch.” Jungwoo pushed you against the door. “Good. This door locks from the inside.” Jungwoo twisted the lock. “You have to be quiet still, but at least other students won’t come in…”

Jungwoo hiked your skirt up. “You’re wearing a thong again?”

“I… I have to do my laundry…” You bit your lip, silently cursing yourself.

“You’re pathetic, you know that?” Jungwoo moved your thong over to the side.

You pushed him away from you, pressing your back against the door. “Can’t we at least wait till we get home?” “Do you not find me attractive anymore?” Jungwoo’s head fell onto your shoulder. 

“When did I ever say that? All I’m saying is that you should do this kind of stuff with a girl you actually love…” You hugged Jungwoo, your arms around his neck. 

“But I-”

Suddenly, the door unlocked. “You two?!” A teacher opened the door.

~

“So… Jungwoo started crying and you were comforting him?” You were sitting in the same office you had sucked Jungwoo off in just a few days ago. “Last week you were at each other’s throats, and this week you’re ditching class- which I might add you have nearly perfect attendance- to comfort him?”

“I guess we… suddenly grew up.” You bit your lip, hoping it would cover for you two.

The teacher sighed. “I hear you both applied for the same colleges.”

Jungwoo nodded. “Yeah.”

“And you’re both going into mechanical engineering?” You felt like the teacher was interrogating you, rather than punishing you.

“Yeah.” You replied. “Can we leave?”

“You two are lucky that it was me who caught you and not your principal!” The sentence made you roll your eyes. 

Jungwoo stood up. “I don’t care anymore, I’m leaving.” He held out his hand. “Come on.”

“Oh… sure.” You grabbed your bag and followed him out of the school.

“So, you said my place?”

And that was the start of Jungwoo’s obsession with filling up your womb…

~

Midsummer

You got a text from Jungwoo. “Come over to my place now.”

You knew that could only mean one thing… He wants to fuck you. But you would still be there in less than 30 minutes.

“Jungwoo?” You unlocked the front door with the key that he gave you when summer started. 

No response, so you slipped your shoes off and walked into Jungwoo’s bedroom.

His aura let you know how mad he was. “Get on the bed.”

You scoffed, putting your phone on his nightstand. “Come on, Jungwoo, you know that’s not how we do this… At least tell me what’s wrong-”

“Get on the bed where you belong, you fucking slut.” Jungwoo’s hand wrapped around your neck, slamming you into the wall behind you, his lips on your ear, his heavy breath the only thing you could hear.

You furiously nodded. “O-okay.”

“Good girl.” He let go of your neck.

You started undressing, taking off your skirt.

“Fucking-” Jungwoo shoved you onto the bed then took something out of his nightstand. 

The shiny metal let you know it could only be one thing… “Handcuffs?”

He handcuffed your hands together, pinning them above your head. “You look prettier like this. You’d look prettier if I could cover your mouth with duct tape.”

“Please, just talk to me…” You whispered. “Tell me why you’re mad.”

“Last night, I went on a date, and you know what I thought about?” Jungwoo glared into your eyes, quickly pulling out his cock from the band of his sweatpants and lining it up to your cunt.

“What?” You croaked out.

He thrust his whole length inside you, just like how he did the night he took your virginity. 

“You.” 

“But… why?” You felt yourself adjusting to his length, cunt getting used to the constant abuse Jungwoo led you to believe was normal.

“I fucking hate you so much, you made my life hell, and I don’t even like looking you in the eyes… but you feel so good around my dick that I can’t help but to forgive you.” Jungwoo began thrusting inside you, wet noises coming from in between your legs.

“Jungwoo, get off me.” You cried out, not really knowing how to feel about the situation.

“You’re gonna be the fucking death of me, I fucking hate you.”

“If you hate me so much, just push me away… We don’t have to do this…” Tears fell down your cheeks, not even able to wipe them with your hands restrained.

With a deep sigh, Jungwoo brushed your tears away, pulling out. “Do you want me to stop?”

“No… I still want you to cum inside me.” You sighed, letting yourself give into Jungwoo’s wishes.

He thrusted his length back inside you with a sigh. “There’s the little whore I know you as.”

“Cum inside me…” You whined, letting Jungwoo use you however he wanted.

“I fucking hate you, this is all you’re good for…” Jungwoo pulled your shirt up, exposing your breasts, biting onto your nipple.

“Cumming!” Your back arched, feeling Jungwoo’s load fill you up.

“You’re so perfect.” Jungwoo whined onto your chest. “So good. So perfect…”

~

1st day of classes -19 years old

“Jungwoo?” You saw Jungwoo walk into your first class.

“Ugh. I thought I was going to survive the school year without having to see your ugly ass everyday.” Jungwoo sat next to you, rolling his eyes.

“Do I need to remind you that I sucked your dick last night?” You scoffed at him.

“Good morning everyone! Welcome to NCIT!” The teacher’s aid spoke loudly, his voice echoing in the room.

“Fuck, I don’t wanna be here.” Jungwoo sunk onto your shoulder, his arm around your waist.

“I’ll be sending you all an assignment online for today! We’ll just be doing icebreakers for now, so get into pairs or groups of 3!”

“Me and you?” You asked Jungwoo.

“Sure.”

You logged into your laptop and looked at the assignment. “Kim Jungwoo.” You typed in his name. “Okay, when’s your birthday?”

“February 19th. Did you not know that?” Jungwoo looked at you, silently judging.

“Do you know my birthday?” You retorted, crossing your arms over your chest and looking away.

“It’s in… spring? Or fall?” Jungwoo’s smile dropped when he saw how sad you looked.

You slapped Jungwoo’s arm off you. “Wow, I’m hurt.”

“I’m joking, Jesus Christ! Your friends always made a big deal about your birthday on social media, how could I not know!”

“Good.” You intertwined your fingers with Jungwoo’s, unsure about why the statement made you so happy.

You let Jungwoo wrap his arm back around your waist, his rings digging into your skin, his silence making you feel uneasy.

“So, got any plans tonight?” You broke the silence.

“Yeah.” Jungwoo raised his head to look you in the eyes. “You.” ~ Usually, when Jungwoo says he wants to “do you”, he means he wants to fuck you. So, it was weird to be stuck sitting in Jungwoo’s dorm room at night with a sock on the door just… eating dinner with him.

“I hope you like kimchi stew. It’s the only thing I know how to make besides kimbap.” Jungwoo handed you the bowl of soup.

“...Yeah.” You felt silly sitting there with your panties soaked, sticking against your cunt as you sipped the broth. “I think this is the first time we’ve actually eaten with each other.”

Jungwoo sighed, eating. “It’s not like we’re friends. Or dating.”

“Isn’t that weird to you?” You looked up at him, slamming your spoon back into the bowl. “You took my virginity!”

“You gave it to me.” Jungwoo dropped his spoon. “I never asked you for anything. I told you I like you so many times! You’re the one who pushes me away!”

“I… fuck.” You stood up. 

“Where are you going?” Jungwoo followed you to the door. 

You ran your hands over your face. “I just… Need air. Or…”

Jungwoo wrapped his arms around your waist, forcing you into a hug. “Stay. Please.” “Why? Don’t you hate me?” You dropped your arms and rested your head on Jungwoo’s chest.

“I never, for even one second, could let myself hate you. I always liked you, and I still do…” Jungwoo’s grip around your waist tightened. 

“Do you love me?” You looked up at Jungwoo, your chin on his chest.

Jungwoo leaned down, his lips kissing yours, his hands in your hair. “Of course I do.”

“I love you too.” 

Jungwoo laughed, spinning you around to bring you into a back hug. “Can I buy you flowers?”

[tenpintsof-sundrop]

“no one owes you anything” correct. if you don’t write for readers or socialization through interests, do not ask for recognizance and reblogs. we don’t owe you that. if writing is purely to indulge yourself in fandom & for your fixations, you don’t ask for a fucking thing. do not expect notoriety and admiration for this anymore. if you can’t complete something you’ve committed to already to a multitude of people, don’t do it? don’t say you will with schedules and promises just to fall short? you cannot demand every reader and follower to comment on your eloquent authoring, reblogging every thing you write when it’s your interest, and interacting with you. not when you don’t respect the people who have given you a platform and the opportunity to spout ignorance. you can be multifandom, you can stop writing when you don’t want to, you can no longer take requests if it’s just for your passion and fandom fixation. don’t expect more than what you give. deleting fics out of embarrassment, unfinished work, ignored comments and asks, and a shitty dash is all a choice you can make. maybe ask for critique and commentary AFTER you COMPLETE something and not with a bunch of unfinished work and not fall short on promises. AFTER you have respectful conversations. we’re done lol.

I can feel the pettiness coming off this omg. I can smell the "I have never written a fic in my whole life" energy.

I don't have the energy to respond to each point individually, but like - omg.

Someone's a little cranky that I haven't announced the date for the final chapter of Careful even though it's finished in my drafts.

And I wanna move on to other creative pursuits for a minute (to get some creative satisfaction after all of the demanding, entitled attitudes over that fic) before posting it so that I don't have to be bombarded with comments about how people are upset that the series is over - cause I will be fucking glad that it's over.

Also the people who have given me a "platform to spout ignorance?" This blog has less than half the followers of my writing blog, so if people don't wanna see my actual personality or don't wanna see me rightfully point out the unfair treatment of authors from the demanding tiktok brainwashed masses, then they don't have to listen to me or follow me here in order to read my personal posts. They can just follow my other blog for fanfiction posts only.

And last point - I have never deleted fics out of embarrassment. I deleted my blog to escape harassment like this and untintionally deleted unsaved fics along with it. All of the fics that I have put hard work into - even ones that I am not incredibly proud of anymore that might not represent my current style and skill level - are on AO3. (Like what fic are you even upset about? One of those random 200 word blurbs that I wrote half asleep that I don't even consider to be a fic - just a spouting of my ideas?)

Anyway, the more comments like this I get, the longer I am just tempted to hold onto the last chapter of Careful and wait to post it - months from now, years from now. Idk. Who knows. I'll just give what I get 💖💕

[simpingandshitposting]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love ❤

Two ppl actually tagged me in this so thank you @malewifetouya and @happyely 🖤🖤🖤

Sadly some of my most favorite projects are ones that are still sitting in my drafts unfinished 😭 but out of all the ones I've posted these are the ones I'm most proud of <3

"Come Home" — Deku:

I don't even know if this would be considered a fic?? Cuz honestly this was such a short little thing that I wrote in under like 15 minutes 😭 probably the shortest amount of time it's taken me to ever write literally anything. But it was after I watched S6 E136 and literally that night I had a dream where this whole scene was played out in my head. And it just felt so dramatic in the right ways and just raw emotion that I had to write it down. And it's STILL my most liked post on this entire blog😭 but honestly understandable bc sometimes I go back and read it and I'm just like "damn wait I wrote that????" lmfaoo

"Only for you, Toshi" — Shinsou:

Completely opposite from the last one, this is actually the longest thing I've ever written. (that's posted anyway, there's a few longer still in my drafts) I just feel like Shinsou doesn't get enough love but he definitely deserves it😭❤️ all my friends that read it said they really enjoyed it and I'm just really happy with how it came out after working on it for a couple weeks, and that not touching it for a few months and then coming back to it only to finish it in like 2 days lmao

"Attention" — Dabi:

Now this wouldn't be a post about my fics if I didn't include something for my absolute favorite character in the entire show🖤 this fic was very self indulgent bc I'm such a brat🤭 and I'm convinced that Dabi is the king of brat taming. Fun fact, the outfit I described is something I literally own in my closet 😂

"Secrets" — BakuDeku x reader [UNFINISHED]:

This is a multi-part series I'm co-writing with my bsf @haru-x-ren on a joint account we made. (@bunny-x-haru if you'd like to follow) it's currently still a work in progress with only a few parts released, but it is a continuation of a 2 part fic I wrote when I first started called "You're the Only Thing That Makes Sense" — Bakugo So I do recommend reading this one first before Secrets for context and background info. I feel like you can really see my growth in writing from then to now, cuz that was like literally the second thing I ever posted lol. And Haru was literally my biggest fan bc he's the one that got me into writing fanfic<3 so after he read it, he had this absolutely BRILLIANT idea (spoiler) to take the scene I wrote where bakugo and deku were caught fighting after school hours (similar to that scene from season....2? When Bakugo learned about OFA) and turn it into a BakuDeku love triangle and I was honestly obsessed with the idea

And lastly

"For Your Eyes Only" — Dabi:

Another one for my fav<3 this one was for his birthday and is very nasty🤭 also with a little bit of fluff at the end bc I am indeed a hopeless romantic with no romance🥲 also, the cover photo is most definitely the reaction I was imagining when he walks into the room lmao

Side Note:

I know it's been a while since I've posted any writing and I am so sorry 😭 I guess I've just been in a little bit of a funk when it comes to my creativity lately. I mean I've got plenty, and I do mean PLENTY of ideas written down, but Im having a hard time executing them and turning them into something I can post. But I promise I'll get back to posting as soon as I can and I'm really sorry to everyone who has been waiting for stuff😭 I appreciate your patience❤️

Here's 5 other writers I recommend<3

@cathwritestragediesnotsins @aquadenks @kemakoshume @coffee-colored-hopeless-romantic + any other writers who'd like to make ur own posts<3