#but rn the idea of posting this snippet is TERRIFYING

[sircantus]

Hi chat heres a snippet whats the thoughts do we have thoughts feelings general reactions hm?

[asimplearchivist]

Okay! Just finished writing the next chapter of Thought I Dreamed Her! (I’ve been trying to keep them around 3k to make it easier on myself but this one jumped up to 6k…why am I like this)

I haven’t started on the next chapter of Promises Kept, still thinking about where exactly I’ll take it. I have a general idea but I want to flesh it out a little more in my head before starting on it

I have started writing for Steven/Marc/Jake also! I’ve dabbled a little before but nothing really flowed like PK did at the time of the height of my first MK fixation (now firmly in my second God help me), but I’ve settled on doing a series of snippets rather than an overarching plot bc I’ve got this weird thing about not knowing where canon will go after S2 (if ever we get it please Mr Diab I’m begging you). (And we’ll ignore the fact that the third act of PK is going to be post-canon and I’m terrified it’ll seem dumb or stupid or cheesy in any way.) They’ll be connected and likely posted in the same fic for convenience, but they’ll probably read more like one shots in a loose series than a real story. Im just going ahead and warning y’all that it’s 99% self-indulgence on my part (bc my feelings are all over the place rn bc of my recent breakup), so while it will remain as a reader insert fic, I’ll be adding in a few more background details than I usually do.

I think I’m going to go ahead and post the next installment of Your Prime, His Spark this coming Sunday though—it’s been demolished in the polls so far so I’m gonna give my old tf fanfic fans a break lol, so keep an eye out for that! :)

[navysealt4t]

fic ask game !! 🖊 and 📊 :D

📊 Current number of WIPs

hmmm stuff ive actually written sentences for??? probably likee 7 or so. but if its just fleshed-out ideas?? bc of febuwhump probably like 50 LMAO

🖊 Post a snippet from a current WIP.

hehehe heres what im writing rn under the cut >:)

Gillion’s second nightmare — although the visions felt much too lifelike to be cast aside as a simple nightmare — was just as gut-wrenching and utterly terrifying as his first had been. 

He wasn’t quite sure if he was awake. The water around him felt real, but the ever-present metallic stench of human blood was just as realistic as it had been in his past. He didn’t have much time to think, but his hands shook and all he could see was darkness. He stood up in a panic, knocking over the lid of his barrel. He did see where it landed before he was climbing up and out of the barrel, desperately grasping for his sword on his back.

[nblesbianbenhanscom]

Will you get mad at me if I ask you to answer ALL of the fanfic Day questions because I just really enjoy your writing and I want to know everything I can. ♡.♡

OMGosh Lock, lol. Nah, I’ll answer them all. Lol.

It got long, surprise surprise, so I put it all under the cut.

What is your favorite fic you have under your belt?

I mean, the all time favorite one I’ve written is It Was Only a Kiss from my Teen Wolf days because of all the emotional hurt/comfort. 

For It, I think, other than Death Is Just So Full, it has to be I Want to Hold Your Hand. It’s a preslash reddie fic that’s just so fucking soft.

What is your favorite snippet of dialogue?

I... Have such a hard time remembering what I wrote once it’s up. Lol. I’m looking over my fics rn like..? I wrote this?

The only thing that’s coming to mind is from my unfinished steddie fic, Leaning Out for Love-

It will be a cold day in hell before I fuck someone in a public bathroom, Eddie told the voice.

What inspired Fresh Raviolis?

You! Lol. Um. If I’m not mistaken, I think that was another @dysregulardyke​ helped fic. I was going to try and write some angst, and it was like. I don’t wanna write angst. I also think I just really liked the idea of Stan being the needy one. Usually it’s the other two, but like Stan always seems so solid, or at least the way I write/interpret him.

Do you prefer writing long or short fics?

So. Dijsf is actually the longest fic I’ve finished. When Leaning Out for Love is done, it will probably be longer. Historically, I have written much shorter fics, the longest coming in around 40k. It just depends on my mood. I’ve been writing a lot of short fics/drabbles lately because I don’t have the emotional energy for the bigger ones and I get bored easily. I do need to get back to that steddie though. It’s so good.

What’s your favorite headcanon you use in fics?

I’m just gonna say it. It’s. It’s unpopular. I’ve been avoiding saying it out loud to anyone but Lou. I’ve vague posted about it A LOT, but like. It is a common theme in my writing...

Richie’s parents don’t like him. They don’t get him, they think he’s weird and a freak. They don’t like that he’s queer. They just want him to be Normal.

Do I appreciate fics where Richie’s parents are loving and caring and so forth? Yes. I’ve read lots of drabbles and short fics where Went and Maggie are great parents, love him, and support him, but like. That’s not what I saw. That’s not how I took it.

Richie’s parents aren’t in the movies/miniseries. We have absolutely no idea what they are like. In the book, from what I remember, they have zero idea as to how to handle him. I know, I know that just because a parent doesn’t know how to handle their kid doesn’t mean they don’t like him, but. *shrug*

I don’t know if it’s even a favorite headcanon, it’s just one that seems to come up a lot.

What’s the detail you wait on bated breath for readers to notice?

The stuff I want people to notice is almost always stuff my first readers don’t get, so it usually gets cut. Like in dijsf, I had a part where Richie was going over stuff in his head and was like “A happened, and 2 was wrong, and c none of the above,” type something and both Lou and my other friend were like THIS MUST BE CORRECTED, and I did a sad.

How much do you like symbolism in your fics?

I don’t? I am a chaotic writer. I do not use outlines. I just write. The closest I come to outlines is making a calendar but that’s filled in as I go so I can have some idea when things happened.

How often do people catch onto your little details?

I honestly have no idea? No one mentions anything. I think sometimes I ask Lou about stuff, but like my brain is so not remembering shit right now about little details that I may have wanted people to notice.

What’s the fic you like the least?

... My most popular It fic Not Gonna Lose Me. Like I have no idea why. It’s good, it’s really good. But... I don’t like it. I almost didn’t even publish it, but both Lou and my other friend were like, it’s a solid fic, so... ??? I have no idea.

What would you change if you had it all to do again?

... i killed stan in dijsf and i felt so guilty about it i started writing Leaning Out for Love.

Like, my friend was over halfway done editing when I was like, I should- I should rewrite this. I should rewrite this so Stan lives, because I love Stan and he deserves to live.

Lou had to tell me very firmly that the fic would not have been the same if I kept Stan alive, and let me tell you, Leaning Out for Love is SOOOOOO different. It’s like literal polar opposite.

What’s a fanfic idea you haven’t done yet?

Any of the Losers as trans, nonbinary, asexual, or aromantic. There’s... thoughts that swirl around, but I hesitate. I wrote a lot of stuff like that in my Teen Wolf days, and they were good and I know helped people, but like. I don’t know. I don’t know why I can’t quite do that here. I probably will someday though.

What’s the hardest thing to write for you?

Describing what things/people look like. I have no ideas. Also sex positions?? And often emotions.

Do you have a favorite character to write for?

Eddie. Eddie spaghetti. I love Eddie so much. He’s fucking everything. Stan and Richie are close seconds though.

What’s your favorite shipping fic you’ve written? Favorite gen fic?

If we focus on It and push dijsf aside, my favorite shipping fic is probably my streddie fic We Won’t Settle for Less. The proposal scene is just... pure delight, lol. My favorite gen fic is I Want to Hold Your Hand. It’s just... So Good. So pure. Like. Just Richie and Eddie going on their first (not) date when they both only kind of know it’s a date? I don’t know. It just warm fuzzies.

Give us a snippet of something from your WiPs!

Have something from Leaning Out for Love-

Eddie smiled a little as he leaned up against a tree. He bit his lip as he looked around. He still couldn’t believe how much had and hadn’t changed in the Barrens. Stan leaned close to Eddie but didn’t touch him. Eddie grabbed his sleeve to pull him close, but Stan pulled away, shaking his head.

“No, talk to me,” Stan said.

Eddie shrugged a little. “There’s nothing to tell.”

“Clearly.”

“What? What do you want me to say? That I’m fucking terrified that I’m a disappointment? That I’m scared that you don’t actually like me? That I’ll never be good enough for this? For- For-” Eddie yelled, his voice raising with each word. He wrapped his arms around himself as he stared down at his feet. Stan didn’t say anything, just stood there watching him. “For you,” he whispered. He took a deep breath and chanced a look up at Stan who was just watching him, clearly lost for words. “Well are you going to say something?” Eddie snapped despite himself.

Stan opened his mouth and closed it. He started to reach for Eddie but stopped.

“Eddie, you’re- You don’t need to put so much pressure on yourself,” Stan said. “You’re one of the best people I know.”

Eddie huffed. “Yeah, I’m really fucking great.” He shook his head. “I live with my fucking- with fucking Sonia. I don’t even have a fucking job or savings! I’m a twenty-four year old gay man who’s most serious relationship was with a woman just like my mom!” He laughed again. “Real fucking catch.” Breathing hard, he looked down at his feet again.

“Hey!” Stan growled. He grabbed Eddie’s face roughly, his fingers digging into Eddie’s cheeks so Eddie would look up at him. “You are great. You are a catch. You are so fucking caring, and sweet, and hot. And strong.” Eddie tried to pull away, but Stan shifted, pushing him back. “You’re so fucking strong. You’re one of the strongest people I know. Yeah, life sucks right now. I get it. Mine does too. But it’s not going to suck forever.” A tear trickled down Eddie’s cheek. “It’s not going to suck forever.”

Eddie sucked in a deep breath. “I just- I don’t even know what I’m really doing here.”

“You’re doing your best,” Stan said gently. “And your best is good enough.” Eddie sighed, all the fight leaving his body, and he brought his hands up to Stan’s wrists.

[roseverdict]

You Know Him?

can't stop won't stop someone send help

bit of context: cole's in a set of limbs like atlas the co-op bot. this is explained earlier on but due to the fact i'm just posting this snippet rn i'm explaining it here too.

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Maybe having all three of them in the same confined space was a bad idea.

Lloyd hissed as Cole backed into him.

Cole jumped and leaned away. "Sorry, kid, not trying to hit you." He looked down at where Zane was plugged in. "C'mon, Zane, the databases can't be that broken up, can they?"

"You'd be surprised." Zane admitted, nailing Cole with a sardonic nod.

Lloyd grimaced and tried to drop his head into his hands.

The keyword there is "tried."

The receptacle jolted a bit beneath his feet, knocking him off-balance. He windmilled his arms in an attempt to stay on his feet, but the breaker room didn't exactly lend itself to flailing of any kind.

Lloyd hit a switch and careened away, accidentally tackling Cole to the ground as he fell.

"Whoa, kid, you alright?" Cole asked, scooting back up. "I'm not exactly a teddy bear!"

Lloyd nodded with an apologetic grin, and it seemed that was the end of that.

Until it wasn't.

Zane hissed and pulled all his focus back to the breaker room. "Lloyd, did you just hit a switch?"

Lloyd spun to look-

The label read "SYSTEM REBOOT."

He gulped.

Cole laughed, but it was breathless and hysterical. "The 'system reboot' wouldn't happen to be the cake dispensiary, would it?"

"No, Cole, it would not." Zane answered, just as nervous. "One of you, get me off of this thing! We need to go! Now!"

Lloyd and Cole both reached for Zane, inevitably clunking heads and staggering backwards…

…into more switches.

The little platform started rising, much to their dismay. More and more switches were flipped as the platform passed by, and Lloyd had to exercise every ounce of self-control he had to keep from hyperventilating.

He and Cole tried getting to Zane again, this time successfully. Each of them grabbed a handle and pulled as hard as they could without breaking anything.

The platform stopped in the Central AI Chamber.

Lloyd's grip went slack as the dilapidated remains of GARMaDOS began to move.

No.

"Powerup initiated."

This couldn't be happening.

Cole and Zane's voices, panicked as they were, faded into the background as Lloyd's self-control slipped and his ears began to ring.

Water drained from pieces of metal that had been submerged for who-knew-how-long as the hulking chassis pulled itself together.

Lloyd's heartbeat skyrocketed.

The chassis writhed and contorted in the air like a zombie clawing its way from the grave. It almost seemed unnatural, moreso than the rest of this hellish facility.

Lloyd clutched the portal gun to his chest with a white-knuckled grip and scrambled back until he hit the edge of the platform.

"Powerup complete."

As terrifying as seeing GARMaDOS's chassis twist around wildly had been, seeing the venomous violet optic turn and fixate on them was a million times worse.

Cole had frozen in place, halfway through an attempt to just yank the entire receptacle out of place and bring it with. The light from Zane's optic had shrunken to a pinprick, and he seemed to be shaking in his shell.

Not that Lloyd was really doing any better.

And then GARMaDOS spoke, deadly sweet.

"Oh, it's you."

Cole and Zane both trained their optics on Lloyd, and Cole breathed, "Dude, you know him?"

Lloyd felt the edges of his vision begin to blur.

"How long has it been, anyway? I haven't been able to keep track, since you murdered me and all."

Lloyd hadn't thought Zane's optic could contract any further.

He was wrong.

"You WHAT?!"

There came a mechanical whirring, mere moments before a claw dropped down and snatched Lloyd up. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw two more reach for Cole ans Zane, lifting them up into the air.

Lloyd's grip on the portal gun slipped, and it vanished into the darkness of the breaker room.

"Ohhh, this is bad!" Cole yelped, trying in vain to get his claw to let go. "This is really, really-!"

Crunch.

"COLE!"

GARMaDOS tossed Cole's motionless core aside. "Now, I understand there may be some grievances between us that I'll have to air, but for the time being, I think we can let them lie. For Science. You monster."

Crunch.

Zane's optic popped out of his shell and hung limp before GARMaDOS threw him beside Cole.

Lloyd struggled in the claw's grip as it swung him away from the only friends he'd known in ages. If he'd been able to sleep properly in Relaxation, this would've been his worst nightmare.

"Seriously, Greenie, are you sure you don't like testing?" GARMaDOS prodded. "You went to the trouble of waking me up and everything! We can get started in a minute, but we're gonna need you to get something, first."

Lloyd glanced down and felt the blood drain from his face.

The incinerator chute.

Without further fanfare, the claw let go, and Lloyd plummeted into the darkness.

[jewishbarbies]

In honour of monsterfucker October I humbly request a snippet from Luminosa amd Beautifully Terrifying (Gods my brain is so fried rn I hipe I didn't mess the titles up in the thirty seconds since I looked at your post 🤦🏻‍♀️) 😁

SARAAAA ILY

putting these below the cut because they’re a little long!

Luminosa:

Maul looked on at the boys playing in the yard, eyes landing swiftly on the only horned, red-skinned child in the group. Weeks ago, he would have never considered this possibility—the possibility he could be a father. Now he watched his own flesh and blood before him like something out of a fever dream.

He was quiet, trying to piece together what a life like this would look like. He could find work in the city and rise early in the morning. Koray and the boy would wake later, and he would help his mother in the market. At night, Maul would come home to warmth and light in the eyes of those that truly loved him, welcoming him.

It was truly a dream. One he’d once shared with his lover. A glimpse of golden tresses pulled him from the depths of his mind, eyes brought to focus on a woman standing along the outer edge of the field. Koray. She watched her son with a smile like firelight—the kind the Zabrak had long since fallen in love with.

“She loves you. A part of her always will,” the abruptness of the interruption drew Maul’s eyes to the Queen at his side, coming to search her face curiously. “The boy will be his mother’s greatest protector. If you leave to chase your revenge, she will need one.”

Maul knitted his brow and opened his mouth to speak, but his jaw snapped shut and features relaxed as he recalled—the Queen possessed clairvoyance as vast as the Aatri sea. Surely, their fates would not be hard to find. “Do I ever attain it?” he asked her, after a brief silence.

“You will chase it, but you will never reach a satisfying end,” Octana gave a shake of her head.

His eyes moved back to the boy—his son. “And if I stay?”

“Peace, hope, prosperity. Things awarded to few, but deserved by all,” she answered, with a heavy exhale, as if the words themselves were letting go of the weight. “Your lives will be fulfilled in ways you’ve only dreamed.”

Beautifully Terrifying:

Slowly at first, I eased my way into waist-deep water. The swamp water was warmed by the sun, but it felt cold against my bare legs in the breeze, and I made an ungodly shrieking sound. “Oh my god! Okay, okay, that’s cold,” I kept going, until it was above my belly button. My bare feet were edging on some kind of drop-off, and I wasn’t sure how deep it would get, so I stopped. “I’m lying! It’s fine! You should totally do this.”

“Are you sure you want to do that?” Alec asked, somewhere behind me.

“What, are you chicken?” I taunted him playfully, twisting in the water to see him over my shoulder.

He tilted his head, silently telling me I was ridiculous, and I gave a shrug. I turned my back to him and inhaled a deep breath. Mentally, I was preparing myself for the cold to be all over my body. But I told myself that afternoon sun would be warm enough to heat me up afterward. And I dove in. Head first, I plunged forward, dropping into the depth of the water. I didn’t dare open my eyes.

I kept them closed until I surfaced a few feet away, kicking my feet and violently swinging my arms, the cold an electrifying jolt. With a holler, I shook the water from my head and wiped at my face. “Alec, come on-!” my mouth shut as my eyes settled on land. Alec was gone. Quickly, my eyes searched for him anywhere nearby. But there was nothing.

Then, I felt it—a strung tug on my ankle. It happened with one quick pull. The force behind it gripped tightly and forced my body under the water. I shot down beneath the surface with barely enough time to render shock or gasp in a last breath. My eyes squeezed shut to keep the water out, and in the blackness of it all, I felt something slithering around my body from behind.

In the few seconds it lasted, I wiggled against it, but it held tighter. Finally, whatever it was yanked me up again and my head broke the surface. I sucked in a breath and tried to pull away simultaneously, and in doing so, I saw what was behind me. My body still, jaw hanging slack. “You asshole!” I shrieked, eyes staring at Alec’s amused face in shock.

He laughed then, a genuine laugh—one I felt vibrating through his chest against my back. The first sound I’d heard like that from him in so long. There was guilt in my chest from the idea of being angry at him for this, of possibly discouraging him from experiencing laughter again. “You wanted me to join you,” he said, with a sweet smile. “I’m here.”

“Yes, you are.”

I exhaled my small frustration in a heavy breath, but smiled, turning around in his arms to face him. “Did I scare you?” he asked, a hint of concern to his tone. Draping my arms around his shoulders, I shook my head.

Honestly, I answered, “You could never.”

[xingnini]

Get To Know Your Writer!

1) Describe your comfort zone — a typical you-fic. TBH I say I like to write angst but lately I’m not feeling so confident in it;;; I would say something that’s a light romance with just a sprinkle of angst. 

2) Is there a trope you’ve yet to try your hand at, but really want to? SO MANY :((( Military!AU, Angel/Demon!AU, Hanahaki Disease!AU, Gumiho!AU, Harry Potter!AU, High School/College!AU :((( 

3) Is there a trope you wouldn’t touch with a ten foot pole? sndksndksn probably ABO/Wolf!AU;; I don’t really read that trope and I don’t think I can write it well haha

4) How many fic ideas are you nurturing rn? Care to share one of them? 

Oh my God, I’m not joking when I say 50+ I have a whole google spreadsheet to keep track of them all;; one of them is a Xingdae baking club!AU that I’ve been dying to write for the past two years. 

5) Share one of your strengths. Determination to finish them all!!

6) Share one of your weaknesses. Speed with writing them ;^; I write as fast as a sloth wanting to sleep!! Also description skdnfskdnf my stories are all dialogue and that’s bad

7) Share a snippet from one of your favorite pieces of prose you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it. It was 3 in the morning. It was dark outside, and the lights were dimmed down. Chanyeol held Baekhyun’s hand and sat beside his bed. He laid his head next to Baekhyun’s and could hear his labored breathing. With each breath, Chanyeol felt his heart crumbling; Baekhyun was still battling his hardest, but he didn’t have much strength or time to fight any longer. 

Chanyeol just wanted Baekhyun to rest. 

In 10 minutes, he was stroking Baekhyun’s hair and looking lovingly at him. Even if Baekhyun’s hair wasn’t as healthy, or his face was too sharp and bony from all the weight he had lost, he thought Baekhyun was still beautiful. He admired how strong he was, no matter how scared he was. If Chanyeol was terrified, he couldn’t imagine how Baekhyun felt through this whole ordeal.

ALSDFJLAKDJ i’m proud of this because it doesn’t even sound like I’m the one who wrote it. It actually made me cry when I read it LMAO I think it’s something that has the capability of tapping into the readers’ emotions and I think I’ll never be able to write something like this again

8) Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.  Yifan: Kim Jongdae. Jongdae: Huh? What? Yifan: /hands over Shakespeare’s Macbeth/ Here. Proofread this for me! Jongdae: What.  Yifan: I said proofread it!  Jongdae: Yifan... it’s been proofread and published already... Yifan: Then why can’t I understand a single word that’s being said?! It’s complete gibberish! 

tbh Yifan in The Little Wingman is probably my favorite character to have ever written in terms of comedic relief skndfksndf there were scenes with him that were funnier than this but this is the longest dialogue I think

9) Which fic has been the hardest to write? 256 Feet or Magnolia ://

10) Which fic has been the easiest to write?  The Land of Idea or The Little Wingman!! 

11) Is writing your passion or just a fun hobby? :/// good question,,, i invest way too much time for it to be a fun hobby, but I’m not good enough for it to be a passion. 

12) Is there an episode above all others that inspires you just a little bit more? Episode?? Of feelings or TV?? 😅😅😅

13) What’s the best writing advice you’ve ever come across? Take a break when you need it, even if it lasts a few days.

14) What’s the worst writing advice you’ve ever come across? UHHHH I don’t really talk to enough people to get advice :// so I haven’t really heard any bad pieces of advice yet

15) If you could choose one of your fics to be filmed, which would you choose? Damn, good question?! Probably Knocked Out! 

16) If you could write one pairing for the rest of your life, which pairing would it be?  Chansoo!! KDNSFKSDN I’M JOKING I’m probably going to choose Xingdae over Kaisoo :c I think I’m more comfortable writing them!! 

17) Do you finish your story from start to finish, or do you write the scenes out of order? KSNDFKSDNF I write so out of order, that’s probably why my transitions are shit and it feels choppy 

18) Do you use any tools, like worksheets or outlines? I can’t do anything without outlines tbh I have a whole document of outline for each and every single fic

19) Stephen King once said that his muse is a man who lives in the basement. Do you have a muse? No, I don’t think so :/

20) Describe your perfect writing conditions. The people who know me might think it’s on my bed, but it’s not ksdnfksnd probably my high school library’s private computer room (which I don’t have access to anymore) :c it’s because I’m sitting upright in a comfortable space with a computer that isn’t my own (for some odd reason skdnfnsd)

21) How many times do you usually revise your fic/chapter before posting? I usually revise while I’m writing, so countless times,,,,

22) Choose a passage from one of your earlier fics and edit into your current writing style.  Shameful, but I don’t think my writing style has changed skdnfsdnk

23) If you were to revise one of your older fics from start to finish, which would it be and why? Knocked Out bc that shit it wack af

24) Have you ever deleted one of your published fics? I’ve taken them down for a while, but they’re up again.

25) What do you look for in a beta?  I really want a beta who only reads my stories (a beta who doesn’t take on multiple writers all at once) and focuses their attention on me and bugs me to write and is a really close friend but skdnfksdnf if it’s a temporary beta, then mostly someone with a sharp eye for grammar and plot holes

26) Do you beta yourself? If so, what kind of beta are you?  A personal one skjfksjdf I personally beta for 2, maybe now 3, people. My main writer likes me to bug her especially when a deadline is approaching, but I give space to my other writer. 

27) How do you feel about collaborations?  Something I would like to try one day!! But not to confident about it rn

28) Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much.  OK LISTEN,,,, adorableprince, kei17, and naomi24 — adorableprince is my favorite kaisoo writer, kei17 is my favorite chanbaek writer, and naomi24 is my favorite xingdae writer even though she is very flexible with ships. They all know how to hit the feels the right way, but they’ve also made me laugh a lot! 

29) If you could write the sequel (or prequel) to any fic out there not written by yourself, which would you choose?  omg there was this Kaisoo drabble called Protector where Kyungsoo was left in the forest as a baby and the Kai was a gumiho who saved Kyungsoo and marks him with a brand and returns him to the village skndksnd

30) Do you accept prompts? Nope! I have too many ideas of my own I need to belt out

31) Do you take liberties with canon or are you very strict about your fic being canon compliant? Nah, not strict at all. 

32) How do you feel about smut? I read it, but I probably will never ever write it!! 

33) How do you feel about crack? I LOVE CRACK, but I don’t have the confidence to write it.

34) What are your thoughts on non-con and dub-con? It’s a very sensitive topic to many people, but tbh not to me. I can read it and be completely fine, though I do think it should only be written if it’s use to facilitate the plot, a character’s characterization, or backstory. 

35) Would you ever kill off a canon character? Uhhhhhhh idk what canon character means, but I’ve killed off my main characters multiple times and will continue to do so skndfksdnf

36) Which is your favorite site to post fic? I’m most comfortable with AFF but the feedback I get is (wornout kaomoji)

37) Talk about your current wips.  AHHHHHH ok so I’m writing 3 for Golden EXO fest — crown prince/arranged marriage!AU, castle in the sky!AU, and time travel!AU!! I’m finishing up a sci-fi self-prompt for EXOgeddon, and a gift fic for a friend whose zombie!AU prompt in EXOgeddon didn’t get claimed. 

38) Talk about a review that made your day. All comments make my day!! One super recent one was a comment left by my EXO Free Love AU Fest fic’s prompter!! 

39) Do you ever get rude reviews and how do you deal with them? I don’t think I’ve ever considered any of them rude, because I’m grateful for any and all comments I get!

40) Write an alternative ending to --- (or just the summary of one). AHHH in my author’s note for A Heart of Gold — an alternate ending would have gone like this: Jongdae goes into the forest and finds the house, but Yixing is nowhere to be seen. Jongdae explores the cabin a little and concludes he could go through the hospital’s records. He rushes to the hospital and asks the head of the hospital if he can identify the result of Yixing’s surgery. Jongdae is left devastated when he’s told that Yixing didn’t make it.