#this is one of my favorite ficlets ive ever written!!

[sunnyyflowerrs]

things i’ve written!!

thought i’d add a little guide to stuff i’ve written for all the itafushi enjoyers out here <33 under cut!!

Ongoing:

fire extinguishers work just fine (39.9k, 16/20 chaps):

this is my current long fic, it’s a firefighter!yuuji and detective!megumi fic where they meet each other by chance and then work on an arson case together. slow burn, fluff, and mystery, gets a little more serious toward the end. (i post updates about this one too and it has some amazing art from my wonderful friends!! x x x NEW!! )

One-shots:

my preferred medium ;)

Fluff:

copy cat (7.8k, T for kissing) - honestly, this one is just megumi beefing with a cat for like nearly 8k. megumi is jealous of a cat, yuuji is stubborn, they both are idiots and they fall in love. college roomates au

five times the first years thought their sensei had a girlfriend + one time they figured it out (5.2k, G) - this is set in the future where itafushi are teachers at jujutsu high, and the first years think itadori-sensei has a girlfriend named megumi. they are wrong on a lot of things. fluff, humor, and overall shiggles.

fushiguro megumi is not homophobic (1.1k, G) - short and sweet, gojo being chaotic, megumi being lovesick, and yuuji being a little dumb but it’s ok bc they get together.

Bittersweet:

added this section in bc these aren’t really angst but not fluff either? more serious character studies but they are funny at times

makes the heart grow fonder (3.8k, G) - implied itafushi, but basically adult megumi accidentally time travels to before shibuya and talks to gojo. first ff i ever wrote and definitely one of my favorites!!

think fast (you only get one try) (3.3k, G) - slightly angsty megumi airport fic i wrote after 263 (lowk prophesied some things?!?) about gaining back his will to live. a little outdated since manga readers know what happened, but to this day one of my favorite fics ive written! light angst, character study, and ofc a happy ending. has a little ficlet second part, end credits

Angst:

i hope it’s not for sure, can you open up the door? (2.4k, T) - written for the JJK Gotcha for Gaza event, megumi is traumatized from the final battle and copes badly, but itadori isn’t letting him self destruct anytime soon. happy ending, ofc.

ok, that’s enough of me yapping abt my fics. if you ending up checking them out, i’m always here to yap abt itafushi in the comments or in my ask box!! these two have rotted my brain fully. hope you guys enjoy <3

[wonderbutch]

20 questions for fic writers!!!

TY FOR TAGGING ME @evilwickedme my amount of wips will be painful for the both of us

How many works do you have on ao3?

13!!!!!!

what’s your total ao3 word count?

43,740!

What fandoms do you write for?

i started out writing for father brown (hi father brown fandom!! i miss you!!!) and i've written one the owl house fic, but i mostly write for dc!!

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

healing, feathers and thorns, loving harley, a ludicrous accusation, and loving ivy

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

yes!!! i love getting comments they make my day!!

What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending

hmmmm i wanna say Always His Fault which is a tiny ficlet. OR Feathers and Thorns

What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

uhhhhhhh, i dont think ive ever written a fic with a happy ending. or at least one that ive finished.

Do you get hate on fics?

once! someone commented on my wonderlois fic saying it was weird that cassie introduced herself with their pronouns. which, whatever i guess?

Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

i dont but id like to try it one day

Do you write crossovers?

nope, but id looove to write a pjo/yj98 crossover

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

i dont think so!

Have you ever had a fic translated?

uhh no i dont think so!

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

nope!

What’s your all-time favorite ship?

to write for? cissiecassie without question. in general? supercorp.

What’s a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

SO MANY. one that i doubt ill ever finish is one where kara and lena meet at a disability support group that barbara wanted kara to attend with her. PI bunty windermere is also one that i never finished.

What are your writing strengths?

i have absolutely no idea

What are your writing weaknesses?

fight scenes. bloody fucking hell, fight scenes.

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

unless i'm fluent in the other language, i wouldn't feel comfortable doing it in case i made mistakes, or if i had someone fluent in that language to help me.

First fandom you wrote for?

father brown, but i wrote a self insert harry potter fic in a notebook with my best friend in year 5

Favorite fic you’ve written?

poison root because it was such an emotionally draining one to write, but ultimately left me feeling a lot better about stuff once i published it, also it got recognised by sterling gates! a close second would have to be Meet me at Blue Diner because i wrote that during a tough time also, need to post the second chapter so bad. uhhhh tag games r hard but i guess ill tag @frosty-the-killer-doll and @antifa-terra !!!!!!

[youssefguedira]

💗 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 (if you like). Spread the self-love! 💗

ok ! here we are !

planet earth is blue (and there's nothing i can do) is what got me back into longer fic writing properly and it's been so much fun playing with the mystery aspects of it! i like this one very much

but i thought i could fly (and to an extent no matter how far (i just wanted to get back to where you are)) are my two little zelda au fics that i love very very much. mostly because zelda au is my favourite to come back to. there's themes in there i hope. the first fic in this little series is a little exposition heavy but the second (but i thought i could fly) is one of my favourite things i've ever written i think

i can't just pick one from the series so all of i have seen angels in my time!! it's really close to my heart because it's reflecting one of my favourite aspects of tog, that being their interactions with ordinary people. i have a couple more ficlets planned out just havent gotten around to writing any of them yet

if i ask you to stay is ALSO really close to my heart!! makes me feel A Lot if i think about it for too long. the sequel to this one is currently in the works but i have to work on it in little steps because it makes me too emotional

and for a little bit of variety ill throw time to build your house of stone in here. favourite diabolik fic ive written it's got fencing it's got dramatic backstory stuff. love this one

[between-thepages]

20 Questions for writers

I was tagged by @fishing4stars, thank you so much <3

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Currently 124

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

42,394 words (which would be a little under 342 words per fic)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Right now mainly Silmarillion and Lord of the Rings, but I have written for The Witcher in the past, as well as some one-off drabbles and ficlets for smaller fandoms (I thought about Lewis today, maybe I'll add that to the list at some point)

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Eating Love (Iorveth/Roche)

Plough the Lilies (Iorveth/Roche, nsfw)

In the Morning (Erestor/Glorfindel)

Dance to the Firelight (Iorveth/Roche, nsfw)

Mirror Image (Iorveth/Roche, nsfw)

5. Do you respond to comments?

Yes, always! It takes me anywhere between a few hours to a few weeks though.

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

Nothing beside remains, Iorveth/Isenrim, part of my Scoia'tael modern AU. I'm sorry I broke Iorveth's heart

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

If you could read my mind, Anaire/Nerdanel in post YT Valinor

8. Do you get hate on fics?

So far only from the one person known to stir up trouble in one of my fandoms

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

Yes! Everything I can see the appeal of is what I am open to writing

10. Do you write crossovers?

I haven't yet, but I am not opposed to doing so in the future

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

None that I know of

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I am trying to translate some myself (I haven't gotten very far yet)

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

No

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

Last time I said Russingon, but upon further thought the only correct answer can be Erestor/Glorfindel. I found evidence that I started shipping them over seven years ago, which might actually make them one of my first gay ships

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

There is a Hallmark movie-inspired Anaire/Nerdanel fic that I started last year (It's at a few hundred words right now) and while I still want to write all the Anaire/Nerdanel I can, I am not sure that one will ever see the light of day.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I can be short and to the point, which is one of the reasons I love drabbles.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

plot, the longer the worse I am. This and my inability to write a single word more than necessary is why I don't really write longfics.

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

I am so, so torn on this, considering I am among the people who dislike the overuse of elvish in fics. But I also just started a WIP that will require me to put dialogue in Sindarin, just for the desired effect of the reader understanding about as much as the main character. So I guess I am fine with it as long as there isn't a constant mix and match between English and foreign words, but rather whole sentences in one or the other)

19. First fandom you wrote for?

The first published was Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion, I am not revealing any before that xD

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Grace, more Anaire/Nerdanel (also only 150 words), but I love how it turned out

(If I ever write longer stories from some of my drabbles, this one sits at the top of the list.)

Tagging whoever wants to do this, I am eight days late and really not on top of who already participated.

[narwhalandchill]

Tag game: Current

got tagged by @begaydoalchemy !! thank u !!

- Current time: 9:45 (AM for you US peeps smh)

- Current activity: finished up prefarming blades traces to 6/8/8/8. double calyx drops events is a godsend. was listening to a video essay on the bg but the favorite song section made me go listen to stiny on repeat again bc i love inflicting emotional damage on myself so i guess thats what.

- Currently thinking about: so theres this person in the hsr leaks subreddit megathread doing daily renheng insanity ponderings since blades trailer dropped and ive been just losing my mind ever since reading them. anyway i wanted everyone here to get to see them too but didnt wanna repost em bc its just kinda ehhhh to do so. here u go!! suffer with me!!! click the links theres all 3!!! (spoilery warning tho. idr how many leaks refs there are in there exactly but expect some at least)

- Current favorite song: spotify most listened to top5 currently looking like NEON by raon, kissaki by reol, wildfire, cha cha cha (we will never forgive xx swedes watch out) and stiny from KALUSH & jerry heil.

but like let me be clear the only reason reol isnt number 1 is bc the full version of the song only came out like 2 weeks ago and the earlier released shorter anime ver of kissaki is literally 7th on the list.

- Currently reading: ...i mean mostly just renheng fanfic but uhhh. i did read where the crawdads sing from delia owens (just plucked it out from the bookshelf randomly bc i was bored) a month or so back. it was neat but no like particular strong feelings abt it. it was very well written and i liked the flow of the prose a lot. also waiting for crooked kingdom to get a finnish translation bc i got six of crows in finnish and i dont do book series as mixed language sets generally. (also the translation work itself was just like an absolute fucking banger with the imagery and metaphors used like chef kiss)

- Currently watching: no particular show (last thing was when i rewatched fmab a couple months ago) going on but like. random video essays or informative stuff on yt honestly and its mostly for bg noise.

- Current favorite character: gee i wonder. dan heng (past editions included), blade, (big gap here bc i tunnel vision on characters), bailu, luocha, jing yuan i think for specific ones from hsr for now. am looking out for jingliu and fu xuan too i need to study them. in genshin its like. yeah its mr childe ajax tartaglia all the way but i kinda just havent been feeling it for the game much so eh. tighnari, kazuha up there too n arlecchino obvi.

- Current WIPS: what kind of productive person do you take me for??? ig i like. opened word this week to type out some random passage drafts for a ficlet type thing relating to the post i made a while back abt belobogs temperatures wrt dan hengs potential terrible, horrible, no good, very bad scalie time with it but do Not expect any results from that or anything i s2g. ive finished one fic in my life and that was half poetry half madness full one sitting and be done with it type deal

im sorry i have no idea who to tag so like. anyone who wants to do it feel free, mutuals or followers!!! :]

[d-andilion]

imagine it

@thepassifloradiscord’s bards week - day 6: cheating

(valskier, modern au, angst, jaskier whump, infidelity (not w/ main pairing), significantly hornier than my usual but still non-explicit, pining, unrequited love (or is it??), 1.5k)

read on ao3

Valdo doesn’t usually fall asleep after they fuck. Usually, he lays flat on his back, staring intently at the ceiling until his breathing slows to normal and his sweat has nearly dried. Usually, he gets up without a word and wipes himself down before pulling on his clothes in slow, leisurely movements. Usually, he leaves Jaskier’s bedroom without a word or even a second glance.

Tonight, however, he did fall asleep. Jaskier rolled away as usual and waited until his own jackrabbiting heart stopped trying to beat its way out of his chest. But when he looked back at Valdo, he didn’t see the usual pensive staring contest with the swirls of plaster above. Valdo was on his back but his head was lolled to the side, facing Jaskier, and his eyes were closed.

He must be exhausted. Jaskier is a bit too. Rehearsals have been running late at the theatre all week and as the two leads of the production, a great deal is expected of them. But that’s just part of the gig on the West End, an occupational hazard. Still, it’s probably hard to keep up with a relationship and a mistress on top of it all. Jaskier wouldn’t know, of course. He’s not in a relationship. He’s the mistress.

In fairness, as Jaskier often tells himself, he had Valdo first. 

It started a few weeks into rehearsals. Jaskier had stayed late one night at the theatre to practice. There was this leaping-turn sequence in the choreography that he’d been missing all week and no one said anything, but he could tell it was getting to be an issue. They’d hired him for his voice despite his middling dance skills, but he’d promised to work hard. This was his first lead role and he wasn’t about to fuck it up.

The crew manager had left him with the key to the back door and an oath to switch off the lights before he left so he could keep working. Everyone was supposed to be gone for the day. He must have been there for hours, sweating and frustrated when Valdo elected to show himself. 

“You’re half a beat early.” 

Valdo scared the bleeding shit out of him when he spoke up, a snide, disembodied voice echoing from the pitch black of the wings. Jaskier gave an undignified squeal and scowled over at Valdo as he strutted out onto the stage, arms crossed over his chest and a smirk on his lips.

“I’ve never seen such a talented singer with such poor internal rhythm,” Valdo teased. “Where on Earth did they find you, Pankratz?”

Jaskier was too tired for their usual banter and rolled his eyes in place of a witty reply. “I assume you’ve got it down perfect, then?”

“I do, as a matter of fact.” Valdo shed his thin jacket and kicked off his shoes. “Like this, dear one.”

Jaskier stood back and watched Valdo execute the sequence as perfectly as one could in skin-tight jeans and bare feet. Better than Jaskier had been doing for the past week, at any rate. Jaskier had Valdo beat as a vocalist, if only by a slim margin, but Valdo was a much better dancer. Small wonder that, despite their nearness in age, Valdo had two lead roles to his name already, while Jaskier was only just debuting as a star.

Valdo grinned smugly, but he stepped aside and waved Jaskier forward. “Come on, Julian. Give it a go.”

Jaskier did, eventually, stick the move. Spite was a rather good motivator. After a few more successful run-throughs, he was feeling quite good about himself. That’s what he blames it on. High spirits, high blood pressure, and the look of Valdo’s ass in those obscenely tight jeans. Jaskier never would have been stupid enough to bend his infuriating co-star over a half-constructed set of prop stairs otherwise.

It was supposed to be a one-time thing. That’s what they said as they shut off the lights and went their separate ways at the back door. Jaskier was pretty good at one-time things. He probably would have been able to stick to it were it not for the fact that he spent every single day watching Valdo flit gracefully about the stage in leggings that left nothing to the imagination.

So they kept having one-time things. On the overstuffed chair in Valdo’s dressing room, on the couch in the cast lounge, in the backseat of Jaskier’s car. They kept it to themselves, obviously. The producer would have had a cow if she found out her stars were having extremely inadvisable sex all over her theatre. She actually put it in their contract—no amorous relationships between cast members. They only ever led to disaster.

Things really were fine. Mostly. Or, they were. Until Valdo got a boyfriend

Jaskier didn’t really have a right to be miffed about it. It’s not like he and Valdo were dating. They barely spoke to each other outside of work and sex. And the boyfriend, Archie, was a nice guy. He worked in the sound booth and everybody liked him. Jaskier liked him.

As expected, the sex stopped. Valdo and Archie were an adorable couple. Archie brought him flowers at least once a week and he played a little pre-recorded applause sound from the booth after Valdo finished rehearsing a solo. Everyone on set made jokes about them being ‘relationship goals’, or whatever.

Jaskier figured he was imagining all the times he caught Valdo staring at him, or how fake Valdo’s smile looked when he accepted Archie’s flowers. Jaskier was just being pathetic and horny. Valdo had an amazing, perfect boyfriend. He wasn’t sparing a thought for an ex-booty call, no matter how much Jaskier wanted him to be.

Then, around Valentine’s Day, it happened again.

In the dingy ally on the east side of the theatre, Jaskier found Valdo on his way out, leaning against the wall with a cigarette in his hand. He didn’t know Valdo smoked. Professional singing sort of precluded the habit, so he couldn’t have done it often. Maybe just when he was stressed out. 

Valdo looked stressed out. His pretty black curls were sticking out everywhere like he’d been running his fingers through them, and there were dark circles under his eyes that Jaskier hadn’t noticed during rehearsal. 

Jaskier doesn’t really remember what was said. Valdo probably made a snide comment and Jaskier probably gave one back to him. What he does remember is the way Valdo kissed him. Hard and desperate, teeth and tongue and spit. There was nothing graceful about it, but it felt like the eye of a storm.

That was the first time Valdo came to Jaskier’s flat. They fucked like the world would end if they took their hands off of each other, like the ground would crack open and swallow them whole. Jaskier fell asleep with Valdo’s head on his chest. He woke up alone. The next day, Archie brought Valdo flowers, and Valdo smiled.

They fell into a routine after that. Valdo came over once or twice a week. He never fell asleep. He always left before midnight. Archie brought him flowers. He smiled. Repeat. If nothing else, it was efficient.

But this time, Valdo fell asleep in Jaskier’s bed. Jaskier runs his forefinger feather-light over a sharp cheekbone, carefully not to wake him. The streetlights pouring through the window smear a neon rainbow over Valdo’s pale skin. He looks calm the way he never does when he’s awake anymore, but he’s beautiful the way he always is.

Jaskier has slept with people in relationships before. He’s slept with married people before. It’s fun, hot, scratches that itch to do something bad. It was never his relationship on the line, so the moral weight of it hadn’t bothered him all that much. He’s never felt wrong for it. Never felt dirty.

With Valdo, it’s different. He makes everything different, damn him to hell. Archie is a sweetheart, he doesn’t deserve to be betrayed like this. And every day, Jaskier has to look the poor bastard in the eye and try not to think about much he enjoyed fucking his boyfriend the other night. It makes Jaskier’s stomach turn, how scummy he feels, but it’s not enough to change anything.

Because Jaskier is great at casual when it’s a one-time thing. He’s practically a professional. But this; seeing someone every day, thinking about them every night, mapping the curves of their body until he knows them by heart, memorizing the cadence of the breath and the exact tone of their cries when they come for him—

It’s more than his weak heart can bear.

Jaskier brushes a curl from Valdo’s face and tucks it behind his ear before letting his hand rest on the pillow between them. He closes his eyes.

He’s in love with Valdo. Completely, stupidly, hopelessly in love with him. And he’s going to do this—be Valdo’s mistress, his sideshow, his dirty little secret—for as long as Valdo will let him.

Valdo does leave that night, just before sunrise. Jaskier pretends to be asleep, listening to the familiar sounds of Valdo cleaning off and getting dressed. Jaskier thinks for the faintest moment that he feels the brush of cool fingertips against his jaw, but he keeps his eyes closed. He probably just imagined it.

~~

bards week masterlist

[half-bakedboy]

I loved your domestic fluff so much that I was hoping you’d consider writing something like that again using the line: “I’m not going to stop until you give me attention” The POV doesn’t matter, so I’ll leave that part up to you!

Inappropriate Use of MagicRead on AO3

The Institute had been on lockdown going on an entire week. He had spent a majority of his nights in the ops center, awaiting another attack that had taken most of his passable shadowhunters out of the front lines. The one semblance of luck they had was the fact that Magnus and Catarina were locked in with them, magically conjuring any food and medical supplies they needed. 

But everyone was getting antsy. Jace wanted to be out hunting, Izzy wanted to be away from Jace. Clary just wanted to be locked in her room, but Simon was incessantly annoying her to no one's surprise. All in all, Alec was about ready to take a seraph blade to his own heart to stop the madness. He figured gluing his eyes to the Institute’s security system made more sense, so that’s what he had been doing for over 48 hours.

He felt the small bit of magic on the back of his neck and opted to ignore it in favor of doing his job. Magnus had been the worst of all of them. Alec thought that an immortal being would have figured out how to entertain himself throughout his long, long life. He was realizing slowly that he was asking too much of Magnus.

Another blast of magic ran down his spine, tracing cool patterns into his back. Alec recognized them as runes quickly and spent a few minutes guessing each drawing at it finished. He was glad to have something to distract him from the monotonous task of sorting through the cameras. The magic stopped abruptly and Alec let his head drop back to the screens in front of him with a huff. He felt it again, wrapping around his bicep and tugging. Alec pulled his arm forward, his eyes still trained on the camera, his vision rune hot on his forearm. 

The tugging stopped and it took Alec a lot of his strength to not turn around. The next few minutes, small bursts of magic flooded through him, the feeling of it running through his hair, grazing the back of his neck, sliding down his spine, sparking at his ass. He rolled his eyes and rested his hands on the table, white knuckling the edge to hold back his annoyance. Magnus seemed to sense his annoyance as the magic stopped once again. He focused his eyes on the cameras, ignoring everything around him. 

Alec felt it sliding around his ankle a few minutes later, wrapping around gently and then pulling his leg out from under him. He stumbled forward, but caught himself on the table in front of him. He turned quickly, a glare on his face as he started toward Magnus. 

“Are you kidding me? Do you not realize that if I don’t keep an eye out on these cameras to figure out whatever is injuring us the minute we leave the doors, we won’t ever be able to leave?” Alec shouted, toe to toe with his magic wielding husband. Magnus brought his nails to his face and blew off the remaining bit of magic that simmered there. 

“I’m not going to stop until you give me attention,” Magnus explained. Alec rolled his eyes, but couldn’t keep the fondness out of them. He wrapped his arms around Magnus’ waist and pressed their foreheads together as he closed his eyes for the first time in entirely too many hours. 

“You’re like a cat, you know that?” Alec said as he shook his head, his nose brushing against Magnus’ with the movement. When he opened his eyes, Magnus was grinning up at him, his eyes crinkling with the wideness of it. 

“It’s been hours since I was able to kiss you, Alexander. You can’t ignore me like that and expect me not to play around a little. You know me better than that,” Magnus chided. Alec smiled back and pressed a kiss to Magnus’ nose and then his lips, letting them linger a moment too long. The Institute alarms sounded and Alec pushed off of Magnus to run back to the cameras. He saw the shadow of the demon and with a smirk on his face, he turned back toward Magnus. 

“Kill this thing and you’ll get all of my attention,” Alec challenged. Magnus snapped his fingers and red magic lit up around them immediately. Alec laughed as he grabbed his bow and followed Magnus to the doors, smacking the end of the bow on Magnus’ ass before muttering, “payback.” 

[stormwarnings]

fic writer interview

ahhh thank you for the tag @seventhskycorps <33

how many works do you have on ao3?

45!! but i have several oc ficlets and stuff on tumblr

what’s your total ao3 word count?

lol 367,540

how many fandoms have you written for, and what are they?

ive written for all for the game, tolkien (everything from lotr to hobbit to silm), supernatural, narnia, and star wars (everything from prequels to originals)

what are your top 5 fics by kudos?

come down from your mountain - clone command reflections on war, love, and the jedi

black, the night that ends at last - aftg raven au! 

the last of the sunlight is disappearing - the first installment in an au series wherein rex and ahsoka start a rebellion (including freeing as many clones as possible), and obi wan takes both the twins to tatooine

doubt thou the stars be fire - an aftg soulmate fic (for the aftgexchange)

bury me beneath the tree i climbed when i was a child - codywan modern au in emergency medical services featuring lots of complicated family dynamics

do you respond to comments? why, or why not?

yes i do try to because when people take the time out of their day to leave me a note about what they liked i can find the time in my day to tell them how that made me happy :)

what’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

probably on this lonely barricade at dawn which fits into my sprawling au but is also just a very sad little thing about commander fox (with mcd, so beware)

do you write crossovers? if so, what is the craziest one you’ve written?

no, lol

have you ever recieved hate on a fic?

i have not! some rather entitled commenters, and some people correcting me on things id gotten wrong but no real hate, and id like to keep it that way

do you write smut? if so, what kind?

also no

have you ever had a fic stolen?

well i hope not

have you ever had a fic translated?

i have had a few offers! should said people still want to do it, id be so happy to see those end results

have you ever co-written a fic before?

i have not, although it would be super fun!

what’s your all-time favorite ship?

probably gimli/legolas (sansukh my beloved)

what’s a wip that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

black, or people like us...i have no motivation :(

what are your writing strengths?

uhh i think i can be alright at dialogue, and trying to bring across tones of certain characters - in that vein, i think ive gotten much better at figuring out character development

what are your writing weaknesses?

probably plotting, lmao

what are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

it definitely depends on the fic! as a person who doesnt fluently speak other languages, i dont tend to implement it, but for someone who does or who thinks it might add to the story - why not?

what was the first fandom you wrote for?

oh lord probably marvel or percy jackson, in like middle school

what’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

bury me beneath the tree is definitely up there, although things i knew when i was young probably is too, and we raise our cups

cool cool tagging uhh @mandaloriandy, @hannah-schooler, @tiriansjewel, @dialux - but only if yall want! :)

[legumelupin]

just a lil ficlet thing i wrote because i was inspired by legumes and my user. it’s severely unedited and may not make any sense whatsoever but it made me happy to write and it’s one of the shortest things ive ever written in terms of fanfiction. it’s not even 1k words.

“Hey Rem,” Sirius snickered. “Look at this.”

Sirius slid over the book he had opened on the library table to Remus who hadn’t shifted his attention over to his needy boyfriend. Sirius, as usual, had been trying to get Remus to talk to him the entire time they’d be in the library despite the werewolf’s pleas for them to ‘just study in peace for once’. Remus should know there’s rarely peace when Sirius Black is involved.

“Hm?” Remus asked non-committedly, his eyes still on his Transfiguration essay that was due in less than two hours. With the full moon having been not even a week ago, Remus was hard pressed to finish all the work he’d miss despite his wonderful friend’s notes and answers to homework. It was a pretty awful moon, too, so Sirius and James were more adamant about helping him out. He usually hated accepting their help. It wasn’t that he didn’t appreciate them or anything, it made him feel pitiable but he also knew that they weren’t doing it because they felt bad for him. They were his friends and they wanted to see him be happy and while it was hard for him to understand that all the time, James was always there to mother hen it into him.

“Moony!” Sirius whined, “Look! Look at what I’m showing you, it’s funny!” Sirius continued and Remus hummed in reply again causing his partner to scoff. Sirius shifted his attention to James.

“Jamie, look at this. I’m trying to show Remus,” the pureblood said with as much pointedness in his voice as he could muster, “but he won’t look even though I told him it’s funny!”

James looked up from his book with his nose scrunched and his eyebrows drawn inward. His glasses were falling down his nose a bit as he half-heartedly glared at Sirius. “What is it, Pads? I’m trying to look studious,” he snapped and Sirius rolled his eyes.

“Evans won’t notice you being studious, Prongs. It just looks unnatural for you,” Sirius snorted and James gave him an incredulous look.

“I study, dumbass. Sometimes,” James shot back. “I may have a certain reputation but I still have a reputation at home to uphold too,” he snapped without any bite really.

“Oh shove it, Potter. You don’t need to study for shit and what I have to show you is a right laugh,” Sirius insisted and James rolled his eyes fondly.

“Alright, what is it,” he asked, putting his book down way too eagerly and scooting next to Sirius.

“So I found this herbology textbook—“

“What the fuck, Pads?” James interrupted with a laugh, “A herbology book? You haven’t studied herbology since first year,” he continued with a perplexed cadence to his voice.

“Hey, if you can look studious to impress a chick, I can study fucking plants,” Sirius retorted and James playfully shoved Sirius shoulder.

“Fine, fine. What is it you need to show me?” he asked, leaning over the textbook that Sirius had opened. Sirius giggled wildly for a second before pointing at the spot on the page that had him in a tizzy.

“Read this,” he snickered.

James’s eyes scrutinized the text, his nose scrunching up as he murmured the words underneath his breath. Sirius could hear him say words like ‘fungi’ and ‘plant infection’ before James stopped murmuring the words and started giggling to himself. He’d gotten past the preamble of unnecessary bullshit and started reading the one important sentence that was in the book.

“This is important information,” James expressed, lifting his head before looking towards the scarred teenager sitting on the other side of Sirius.

“Remus, have you seen this?” James asked and Remus answered with another ‘hm’ that short and definitely showed that he was NOT listening in the slightest.

“Moony,” Sirius whined again. “Even James is asking you to look at what I have to show you. You’ve probably written two times as much as Minnie set out originally, just look! It’ll be super quick,” he pressed on and Remus sighed deeply, closing his eyes like he was trying to control snapping back.

“What?” he asked through clenched teeth, his eyes penetrating into Sirius’s and the latter only grinned.

“Read this sentence!” he urged, pushing the book down the table and in front of Remus’s nose and pointing at the section he was talking about. He made James read the whole passage but Remus only needed to read one sentence.

A smile broke out onto his face that he was obviously trying to control as he read it but it was obvious.

‘Legumes are a special type of vegetable important to potion making, however the fungus Colletotrichum infects multiple different taxa of legume such as those members of the Lupin taxa.’

“Our Moony is a legume!” James said with a certain airiness to his voice.

“Our favorite legume boy,” Sirius continued dreamily. “Loopy loopy legume,” he continued.

“Oh sod off,” Remus said but his voice was filled with adoration for his friends. “I have an essay to finish.”

“Such a studious legume boy,” James commented.

“My boyfriend is such a smart legume,” Sirius added on. “I’ll always protect him from fungi too,” he vowed and Remus’s cheeks started to turn pink.

“Moony the Legume has a nice ring to it,” James smiled brightly.

Remus sunk into his seat a bit as his cheeks continued to turn even pinker but he couldn’t help the smile that was forming on his face. He tried to refocus on his essay but Sirius and James just kept making comments about how he was a legume and how he was smart and beautiful. He really did have the best friends.

[imagineclaireandjamie]

Mod Spotlight: missclairebelle

Fiction is one of the greatest escapes when the real world gets a little crazy. With all that is going on, we wanted to share with you some of our favorite stories by Imagine mods. Look for a post with each mod’s faves over the next few days.

I am so proud to be a member of a fic community that is as robust as ours. While I know that fanfic can’t make everything better, it has always been a good escape from the real world for me, even if it’s just for a moment. Below are links to my longer contributions to the Outlander fanfic community. I hope you enjoy and stay as healthy, safe, and sane as possible.

🧡Katy

__________________

Her Royal Highness (H.R.H.) [complete]: A 1950′s era Queen Claire and her Crown Equerry chart a course for their love.

Part I: The Crown Equerry | Part II: An Accidental Queen | Part III: Just Claire | Part IV: Foal | Part V: A Deal | Part VI: Vibrations | Part VII: Magnolias | Part VIII: Schoolmates | Part IX: A Queen’s Speech | Part X: Rare | Part XI: Watched | Part XII: A Day’s Anticipation | Part XIII: The Location | Part XV: Motorcycle | Part XV: Cabin | Part XVI: Market | Part XVII: Stables | Part XVIII: Alarms | Part XIX: Visitor | Part XX: Cuffed | Part XXI: A Woman’s Speech | Part XXII: The Harlot Queen | Part XXIII: Rarer | Part XXIV: Balmoral & London | Part XXV: The Ring | Part XXVI: Baile na Coille | Part XXVII: A Tale’s End

Imagine One Shots:

Lallybroch Grave (a memorial to Faith)**

Paris Portrait (Bree travels to Paris and sees a portrait of her parents)

Jamie and Bree bond over making something

4x10 missing moment – Claire shares stories about Bree and cheeseburgers with Jamie

4x06 missing moment - Quiet Moment between Jamie and Claire before John, Willie, and Murtagh show up for dinner**

An Anniversary (modern fluffy anniversary one shot)

Jamie and Newborn Jem (fluff on the Ridge)

A Mother’s Pearls, A Daughter (Jamie meets Bree, who is wearing Ellen’s pearls)

Photographs (Jamie and Claire share photographs of Bree with Fergus, Jenny, and Ian)

Newlywed Jamie and Claire visit Brian & Ellen’s grave

A Ridge Anniversary

Fantasy (Claire has a dream about Jamie in her own time)

Amputation (conversation between Claire and Bree over Jamie’s TFC snakebite)** 

Birthday Present (Jamie’s first present to his daughter on the Ridge)

Purple Beets (Claire watches Bree with Jamie after they arrive on the Ridge)

Doppelganger (Brianna observs how different Claire Fraser is from Claire Randall on the Ridge)**

To: James Fraser, a father (Bree sends a letter back with Claire)**

**=my personal favorites

One Summer [in progress]:

Part I (Adso), Part II (Dislocated), Part III (Entryway), Part IV (Pizza & Beer), Part V (Croissants & Coffee), Part VI (SMS), Part VII (Desktop), Part VIII (Sunday Sunflowers & Sundresses), Part IX (Caught Out), Part X (Netflix & Advil), Part XXI (Ben Nevis & Loch Lomond), Part XII (Non-Negotiable), Part XIII (Same), Part XIV (Toothbrushes & Eyeglasses), Part XV (Renovation & Dresser Drawers), Part XVI (Letters & Mattresses), Part XVII (London & Broch Mordha), Part XVIII (British Airways & Kittens), Part XIX (Airports & Antigua), Part XX (Sawny & Ellen), Part XXI (Dice & Doorknobs)

Loss [always in progress]: This is an AU that charts a relationship between Jamie and Claire in modern-day Edinburgh. It was one of the first things I wrote in the fandom, and it’s come to be the one I love the most. I have written two “acts” of this story, and there are ficlets scattered throughout the timeline. I adore these two. They feel real to me in a way that goes above and beyond fanfic (in a not delusional way), and I don’t know that I will ever tire of writing about them. There are over 250k words (!!) in this entire story. You can read it sequentially by clicking over to the masterpost or my masterlist.

[nialltlynch]

4, 5, 17

4. Share a sentence or paragraph from your writing that you’re really proud of (explain why, if you like) my decladam 69-ing ficlet is unironically one of my favorite things ive ever written. that's pure kk self indulgence. it's one of the only things where my enjoyment hasdn't diminished over time (in any statistically significant manner, at least as of writing this). when I disappear from tumblr, let that be my headstone.

5. What character that you’re writing do you most identify with? this entire fic is in adam's pov which is good for me because I love adam and I love writing him and I do feel I identify with him A Lot because... we are practically the same person. like. no, I've never tried to gaslight an entire friend group into believing im normal and being bitchy at university but......... the dream thieves to blue lily, lily blue adam character arc pipeline is. mmmmmmm. giving me thoughts. and oh my god not to say my relationship is p*nch but I was friends with [redacted] for at least a year before we kissed and then a few years in he told me he was like "when I first saw you I knew I wanted to be with you." and im like "bro when I first saw you I was like, leave me the fuck alone im busy. you have nice hair but shut up."

17. Do you think readers perceive your work - or you - differently to you? What do you think would surprise your readers about your writing or your motivations? I think they do??? in the sense that readers (hopefully) get some kind of enjoyment out of my work... the bar for perceiving my work differently from me is very low because im not very charitable towards it lmao other than that, im not really sure what people think of me or my work?? everything ive put out doesnt have widespread appeal on top of general quality assurance issues so getting any sort of feedback is already limited. expected, but still a bummer when one is trying to analyze their body of work.

send me a meta writer ask!

[lilydalexf]

Hi! Did you ever make a rec list of fix-it s11 fics? Despite all its problems and the terrible plot twist of the final episode, I really enjoyed Mulder and Scully's dynamic this season, especially Mulder's character development (he's all about his wife and I was like yes!! f****** finally)... I'm in need of some good writing to do them justice. Any good rec? :)

"Fix-it" fic can mean all kinds of things, so I'm not sure if you mean a full-on AU, post-eps where the characters deal with emotional fallout or unresolved plot points, specific episode scene fill-ins, or something else. Here is a mix of all that! These lists rec fics focused on particular episodes:

Ghouli

Plus One

Rm9sbG93ZXJz

Here are a bunch more great season 11 stories:

cosmological constant by @i-am-alittle-on-edge season 11/post the lost art of forehead sweat

Dichotomous by @aloysiavirgata A light beams from the porch of the little house; a beacon in the night.

E pluribus unum by @perfectmagnet A "This" story.

Eggs and Windmills by @agirlcallednarelle An alternative ending to Ghouli… Assumes MSR is back on track.

Eternity Awaits by @lilydalexf Starts shortly after “This” ends with Mulder and Scully on the couch. Conversation ensues between two very tired partners.

A Familiar Feeling by @baronessblixen Post-ep for "Familiar." As much as I loved the episode, it didn’t really give me any ideas. This is the result. Angsty, fluffy word vomit with our favorite trope: one bed fic.

Feeling Gravity's Pull by @lilydalexf Scully contemplates home as she and Mulder chat and clean up after falling asleep together on the couch. “This” post-ep.

Foxfire by @aloysiavirgata Our heroes should be afforded an opportunity to acknowledge their own remarkable aging.

He Has a Son by @mldrgrl A little bit of a post-ep for Familiar. Mulder thinks about William.

Holding Hands by @scully-eats-sushi Post-episode for “Nothing Lasts Forever.”

House Hunters Renovation: “An Unremarkable Reno,” S147/Ep84 (2018) (New, HD) by @myassbrokethefall A Washington, DC-area couple searches for a home with space, privacy and security; once they settle on a choice, they must contend with unexpected delays, and they argue over his preference for farmhouse style versus her wish for a sleek, modern look while also investigating a series of unexplained murders in a small town. (Reality, 60 min)

Let's Share by @baronessblixen A V-Day ficlet! Set in season 11 after “Plus One”. It’s fluff.

Miracle by @poeticsandaliens Six times Dana Scully called Will a miracle and what that word really means.

Morning Sickness by @sixhours It’s been forever since I’ve written fic, but that “season finale” inspired me to try to make sense of the nonsense, and maybe give Mulder and Scully a chance to start to deal with the shit they’ve been dragged through.

Mulder's Ring by @poeticsandaliens Because I have a hard time trusting Chris Carter, I’ve head-canoned how season 11 ought to end. It ends with Mulder, Scully, William, and fluff with a tinge of melancholy.

Of Monsters and Men, and a Woman by @snickerl I think I smell smoke. / Wine smells better than smoke.

Reflection by @admiralty-xfd Mulder and Scully have their first "date." Set during the events of S11 ep 4 "The Lost Art of Forehead Sweat."

Sasquatch Days by @lilydalexf Mulder tells Scully about the time he found Sasquatch footprints in the mud. A pre-ep for “The Lost Art of Forehead Sweat” while also being a post-ep.

Slow by @myownsuperintendent Mulder and Scully decide to take their reunion slow, but that doesn’t last too long. Set during Season 11, sometime post-”Plus One.”

Through the Binoculars by @wtfmulder Set post-Nothing Last Forever; MSR; Bill Jr. and Tara visit Mulder and Scully on the first easter after Maggie’s death.

U make an Ass out of Me by Chibiness87 What happens between Mulder and Scully when he assumes something? Enquiring minds want to know.

Unlimited Future by @greekowl87 I tried to write a postep (My Struggle IV) as soon as the credits roll to try and bring some semblance of peace or closure to the fandom. Mulder and Scully try to make sense of everything.

Untitled by @lolcat76 Prompt request: a wish to fix the end of MSIV.

Untitled by @lyndsaybones what we didn't see. snippit of daily life for M/S. Post-"This"

Untitled by @monikafilefan A take on "all things."

Untitled by @purrykat First time making love after the 2nd baby. Extra special if Mulder makes it special and shows Scully that she’s still beautiful after having a baby.

Untitled by @suitablyaggrieved “I don’t want to think about what I’d be like without you.”

Winter is Coming by @mldrgrl A little cold weather fluff circa the revival, but basically ignoring everything but the fact they haven’t been living together.

Your Father by @scully-loves-ruthie A little something from Williams’s perspective inspired by Ghouli.

[lupismaris]

so like i truly love all the ficlets ive written so far i love all of them so much but i think i may have just written one of my favorite ones ever

like

ever

am i a little worried its a smidge out of character? maybe? but like- not really? if only a tiny tiny tiny tiny bit because we have no canon evidence to really support my claims in any capacity so im just sort of winging it and whatever i say goes but the whole vibe of it is just like 

wait no ok maybe we have on like two second scene the probably doesnt count for anything but im claiming that it counts for somethign cause it felt like a goddamn gut punch so ok not ooc even if it is this is i think my fav black sails modern au piece ive written so far like holy shit 

and of course now that ive said that im sure im gonna be alone in thinking that lmaooo but oh well

[bitchesofostwick]

2018 writer review

i was tagged by my dear friend @veridium-bye​ (thank you love!). i really didn’t start writing fic again until about october, so this is really a review of three months out of this year, but i’m still really proud of what i’ve done!

words written in 2018: 73,770

number of short fics/drabbles written in 2018: 39 (thirty-one of these were OC-tober ficlets, four were art trade/gift fics, and the remaining four were miscellaneous stories for my OCs)

number of fic chapters written in 2018: 11 (three for All of My Walls and eight for A World Alone)

number of chaptered fics completed in 2018: just one! All of My Walls, a three-chapter fic of aurelia hawke and fenris spanning the time between the “a bitter pill” quest through the end of the in-game DA2 events. it was really important to me for two reasons: one, aurelia and fenris are a rivalmance pair, but a lot of rivalmance fics i see are basically...just hate sex? and for fenris, and for aurelia, there are so many more layers and personal history that lends itself to their romance and creates these waves of tension and sadness and anger and heartbreak, but never hatred. i tackle the rivalmance in a bit of an easier (and generally humorous) light in their shorter fics, but All of My Walls is much more serious and i’m so proud of both of them for growing into themselves and each other and slowly allowing themselves love and be loved over the course of that fic. the OTHER reason that fic was so important to be is that it’s the first long(er) fic i wrote in a long, long time, and i consider it my way back into writing. i don’t think it reads as seamlessly as fics i’ve written since then do, but i’m still proud of myself for creating it, and i’m thankfully that it brought me back into the writing world.

fandoms: only dragon age this year! i haven’t touched my skyrim fic since 2017, and i toyed around with the idea of a kotor fic in the spring, but it never amounted to anything.

pairings: mainly ellinor trevelyan x cullen, emilia cousland x alistair, and aurelia hawke x fenris; HOWEVER, i’m eternally grateful to @fourletterepithet (velthei lavellan x cullen), @haloneshiral (letheia lavellan x cullen), @frecklef0x (anon trevelyan x dorian), and @gingerbreton (ysabelle dryden x alistair) for granting me the honor of writing about their OCs and letting me explore the dynamics of other pairings/relationships! writing for others is a really great experience to grow and strengthen your own writing, so i’m really glad i got to do those stories.

proudest achievements: i’m honestly just...proud i wrote anything at all? it’s so intimidating to come into a fandom that’s years and years old and put your content out there for people to see, especially when you haven’t written leisurely in a couple years and you’re really self-conscious of your work, like i am. but i took the leap, and people have been so responsive and supportive, and i’m eternally grateful for the very kind mutuals/readers i have that continue to inspire me to keep going and creating. some more minor achievements include

starting art trades. before doing this, i truly, genuinely did not believe that the brilliantly talented artists i see on tumblr every day would ever value their incredible work as equal to a short fic written by me. to me, it seemed like trading down. it turns out, i was wrong, and i’ve so far traded three one shots for three beautiful pieces of artwork, and as i mentioned earlier, it’s so refreshing and also so beneficial (in terms of writing skill and practice) to write for OCs that are not my own, so i’m so glad to have done these!

forcing myself to write action scenes. if you’ve been following me for a while, you’ve probably seen me complain multiple times about how much i hate writing action (i even made a meme about it that somehow went viral within the writeblr community lol joke’s on them it was made as a result of me rage quitting a dragon battle scene). the only thing i hate more than writing action is writing mage action, because none of my OCs are mages and all of my friends’ OCs are mages and i cannot understand the dynamics of mage combat no matter how hard i try. but, you can’t get better at something unless you practice it, so i wrote plenty of action in an attempt to get better. and i think (hope?) i did.

starting A World Alone!! my pride and joy!! my first longfic!! my favorite OC!! it’s a slow burn it’s an enemies-to-friends-to-lovers there’s tension there’s sadness there’s powerful female friendships there will be love eventually and i could go on about it for forever but instead i’ll just shamelessly plug it here because i love it so much and it makes me so happy.

writing goals for 2019

i would really love to join DWC but so far it looks intimidating to me because i’m worried i won’t be able to sit down for a night and keep up. but i’ll probably do it. i have so many good prompt posts saved in my drafts that i want to do.

more art trades! i have three already planned for the new year, and i’m very excited about them!

maybe finish A World Alone? i’m writing it at a good pace so far, so it’s a realistic goal.

more one shots. i love my longfic (obviously, as i blabbed about it relentlessly above), but i think shorter fics are such great opportunities to really focus in on a singular emotion and delve deep into little moments that are so brief in terms of plot but so big in terms of characterization. there are a few in particular i’m really proud of from this year (x, x, x, x, x, x), but i’m looking forward to more.

tagging friends (keeping it to friends who write, even a little!! any amount of writing is good writing!) @inquisitorsmabari @fourletterepithet @dickeybbqpit @trvelyans @a-shakespearean-in-paris @star--nymph @cullenvhenan @daydreamingdragonage @gingerbreton

[gutmeats]

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 💜

i literally only have. one fic uploaded. so that one gets on the list by default. i do like it though

but!! i am very proud of my not-even-a-full-chapter-yet rewrite of hwu, called Nothing I Do Will Ever Have Consequences, Ever, In My Life, which i posted as part of a sunday six here (ive only got just a few small scenes left that i need to finish and then it will be ready to post)

i have an unfinished ficlet for jthm called Probably Not Ideal from the pov of some guy who gets killed by nny, but instead of going to the afterlife, hes stuck tethered to nny like how all those ghosts were to robert downy jr in the movie heart and souls. i might just post it as is bc i think its funny. maybe change it a little bc i have a different fic featuring that same character being friends with anne gwish and having very rude but funny internal monologue about her, and i would wanna put that in

theres an epithet erased one, the doc is titled sunshine boy and gremlin bf but honestly if i were to post it id change it. its about one of howie's worker bees coming home to their bf after a long day of Boss Being Turned Into An Old Man By Weird Cowboy Lady & its very fluffy and domestic and just two (mostly) dudes livin together and comforting each other

aaaaand a gravity falls one called continental breakfast, that takes place in stan's youth. i have an oc that traveled with stan when he was younger and its about him. its just a snippet of a scene where stan asks him why he left his wife if he loved her so much (the answer is hes gay.)

if any of yall r interested in these, let me know and ill see about getting them to a point where id post em

[b4kuch1n]

Dahlia, gardenia, lily, water lily, rose, lilac: are you an outline then write, or free write then edit type of writer? Or if neither of those describe you, describe your process

dahlia: what time of day/night is best for you to write?

usually I start writing after lunch and then just transcend space and time as I sit there forcing myself to type and not leaving the chair even for nourishment. if its an oneshot its usually done by 2AM

time spent in a tube station/on a bus is also good for writing :3

gardenia: what is the setting in which you write best?

as long as I can sit unbothered with a keyboard Im comfortable with for an extended amount of time I can write. ambient music is optional but recommended

lily: do you listen to music when you write? if so, do you have a specific playlist for it?

I usually listen to something I can forget altogether as I write, so mostly ambient music, instrumental music, game soundtracks, the likes. anything with lyrics and/or lines that make sense is too distracting and so not ideal

recently I’ve been big on the Life is Strange soundtrack with volume on low and rainymood playing on another tab. very specific yes I know

water lily: what helps you get through writer’s block?

okay well. the truth is I always have a writers block. all time time. a motivation block to be exact. my writers life is one constant urgh sound with occasional breakthroughs. things only gets done when I feel strongly enough about an idea that I just say “fuck it lets jump in what does planning even mean” and start writing the damn fic. this is a big reason why Ive never written an actual, finished, well thought out series ever. all Ive ever accomplished is a tons of oneshots ranging from 500 to 5000 words. 

so the answer is love

rose: which of your works is your favorite? why?

blossom hills and the half cat are my favourite recent works, because theres a lot of effort put into them and I wrote them when I’ve become a lot more comfortable with the english language (not good tho, just comfortable). my all time favourite tho (only by a very fine margin) is a vnmese hetalia fic I wrote two years ago named Riversi. I paid for the creation of that fic with my terrible finals result for chem and physics. still cant decide if twas worth it 

lilac: are you an outline then write, or free write then edit type of writer? Or if neither of those describe you, describe your process

I, uh, its kinda hard to describe how I write, just because I never keep track of that….. I usually stock up on an idea, like scenarios, openings (very very important), pov, key events, how I wanna portray a certain character, etc., and then just mull over it until I either feel the urge to get it all out or let go of it. for those fics I just sit down and deal with problems that appear during the process on the way

with some more simple concepts I just jump in and see how it goes (twas how doppelgänger and my other ficlets are made). some become a joke/a comic/an illustration instead of a fic, and thats rly goddamn wasteful imo but rly I just dont have the energy to take the wheel. they gotta drive themselves to the point if they wanna get made is how I roll