#first draft for Something

[gladiatorcunt]

thoughts

[sanctus-ingenium]

split tongue / print

[the-maw-consumes]

do you think it'll let up soon?

static version:

[concerningwolves]

favourite things about first drafts:

square brackets with notes to self mid-line like [does this make sense with worldbuilding?]

ah yes, Main Character and their closest friends, Unnamed Character A and Unnamed Character B.

bullshitting your way through something that you probably definitely need to research later

also square brackets to link up scenes. [scene transition idk] my beloved

the total freedom of word vomits

"I'll fix that later"

the moment when the world and characters start to gain a life of their own

pieces falling into place as you write that you were uncertain about before you started

the accomplishment of Made A Thing

[fisheito]

Thinkin about yakumond's first meeting...ah, memories

(I miGHt be embellishing)

First draft under the cut bc i think is funny

[ikjun]

Happy Together / 春光乍洩 (1997) 📍 dir. Wong Kar-Wai

[ayilings]

silly garden

[heyimkana]

kana are u just making a multiverse of jinwoo's at this point?? how many do you have???? - 💸

Literally what I listed in the last ask you sent me LMFAOOO maybe around 20???

There’s also Homewrecker!Jinwoo actually, though not in the way you think 😏

It’s about reader who’s married and has a four year old daughter, but both of them are being abused by her husband.

One night, when her daughter got sick, she took her to the hospital to make sure she was okay. Coincidentally, that was the same night Jinwoo visited the hospital to give the Elixir of Life to Jinho’s dad.

Jinwoo, reader, and her little girl stepped into the elevator together. But then, the lights flickered and suddenly everything went dark. They were trapped inside the elevator.

The little girl started crying, scared of the dark. Let's say her father (reader’s husband) used to lock her in the bathroom whenever she misbehaved. She kept sobbing, “Mama, please! I’m scared! I was good, Mama, I didn’t do anything wrong!” Reader tried to calm her down (she was close to crying herself from watching her little girl broke down like that), but her daughter wouldn’t listen. She was too scared.

Then, Jinwoo suddenly did something with his magic (maybe he created a little orb of light with his mana) and crouched down to show it to her. He smiled, so gently, and asked, “Hey, you wanna hear a funny story?”

The girl sniffled and nodded.

“I have a friend who used to be a giant ant. Really scary. Sharp claws. Big wings. Thought he was the king of the world.”

The little girl looked at him, eyes still watery, but now curious. "Giant ant..?"

“Mm-hmm. But now he wears a tiny cape and thinks he’s a stage actor.”

Then Beru appeared—floating in the air, small enough to fit in Jinwoo’s palm—and dramatically declared: “Verily, ’tis I! Destined from the womb to smite all foes, conquer dungeons, and rule o’er all creation! And yet—oh, cruel twist!—I now spend mine hours painting yon royal sister’s fingernails! What devilry is this? From dark lord to dainty manicurist—fie, what a fall!”

The little girl giggled. “He talks funny.”

Jinwoo rolled his eyes. “He thinks he’s in a drama. But honestly, I think he just likes attention.”

The girl stepped closer, wide-eyed. “Is he your friend?”

“One of the best ones I’ve got.” He held out his fist. “Wanna bump?”

She did, bumping her small knuckles against his and Jinwoo smiled, gently patting her head. “And now you’re one of my best friends too.”

The girl smiled—like genuinely smiled—and reader wanted to cry because it had been months since she’d seen her little girl smile like that.

[umbrvx]

"Kim Dokja believed that the most perfect regression turn was the '999th'. And..."

my piece for serenity, an outer god family zine. please go check it out!

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[jeonsupershy]

try to do it like us, if you even can

[calware]

happy 413 everyone, here's the fic i wrote about hal and what it's like having a body

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64551466

[crabsnpersimmons]

Are smooches on the menu?

let's see let's see!

[superbat-lmao]

Jason Todd never gets picked up by social services when Catherine dies. Instead, the alley protects its own.

Jason had spent most of his daytime hours looking after his neighbors kids. He was basically family. They paid him in meals and a shared bed when Willis would kick him out sometimes.

When people hear his Mom died, he couch surfs amongst families with small children that need supervision while their parents are at work. He manages well enough, and he rotates what families he stays with so CPS never catches wind. He’s the alley’s secret amongst working immigrant families.

It also means he knows how to deal with kids.

So when he watches one tumble off a fire escape on the roof opposite where he’s been smoking, he knows he has to check it out. Make sure the kid’s alright.

When he finally gets a good look at him, both his camera and leg are busted.

More convoluted take below the cut!

Tim, who broke his leg actually, is too little to be taking care of himself or get himself home. He needs to be looked after.

He gets the kid to Leslie, lies and says he’s watching him over the weekend and the kids parents will be back Monday, and gets the kid in a cab before figuring out where he lives.

Tim isn’t super aware of what’s going on around him since he was given something for the pain, but he knows there’s someone asking him a lot of questions. When he is more awake, the following morning after waking up on his living room couch, he realizes there’s a kid watching him.

Tim feels like hell and while he appreciates Jason taking him home, he can handle himself.

Jason snorts at him, asks if he’s ever had a broken leg or knows how to use crutches, and what he wants for breakfast.

It takes two days before Tim is willing to admit his parents won’t be home for a few months. They’re lucky school’s out or someone would have noticed Tim’s absence.

Jason becomes Tim’s babysitter, or as much of one as he can be without Tim’s parents finding out. Jason takes care of him the whole time his leg is healing. Tim teaches him to play videogames and Jason reads to him.

When Tim’s finally healed, he wants to go back out at night to chase after Batman. Jason gives him an unimpressed look, but asks if the kid wants to tag along to his babysitting gigs in the alley. He misses some of the little twerps and thinks there’s a few Tim would like.

Tim and Jason become brothers early, going from apartment to apartment looking after other people’s kids. Jason gets someone who follows him around, gives him shit, and is almost as good as wikipedia in a pinch. Tim gets someone who gives a shit about him, a social life full of people who aren’t snotty high society brats, and Jason’s special brand of aggressive caring.

What the two don’t know is that Two Face has been looking for Jason’s dad. No one had been able to rat him out when he was staying with Tim because no one knew where he was.

It takes a while, but when the wrong people figure out where Jason is, it isn’t pretty.

They interrupt him while sitting an overnighter. There’s a loud knock at the door and when Jason checks the peephole, it’s two of his Dad’s old buddies. Jason rounds up the kids, yells “just a minute!”, gives Tim a kitchen knife and tells him to sit tight and lock themselves in one of the bedrooms. Tim doesn’t hear anything after the front door opening and an initial shout. He waits 15 minutes before he’s sure the coast is clear. Then, he rounds the kids up, puts them to bed like Jason does, and heads up to the roof.

He knows Batman’s patrol routes well enough to find him and try to flag him down. Who he actually gets is Robin, who he has to explain to that Two Face took his brother. When Robin finally listens and takes the kid seriously, he radios Batman. Batman, who recognizes the neighbor kid and knows he doesn’t have a brother. By this point Tim is almost in tears of frustration trying to explain that Jason Todd is his brother but Batman also recognizes the missing kid from one of his reports and it’s enough of a corroboration that Tim gets put in the back of the Batmobile while they go to rescue Jason.

He doesn’t get to see any of the fighting and he doesn’t leave the car, but when Robin is half carrying Jason out of the building, Tim leaps out of the car to hug his brother. Jason’s got a few bruised ribs and his face is beat to hell, but it’s all something Leslie can fix.

What Leslie can’t fix is the legal fact that Jason is a missing kid, not Tim’s biological brother. Batman sits with the two, explaining how everything is going to work once they take them to the police.

Three things happen at once:

1. Jason accuses Batman of dropping kids off with traffickers. It’s why he didn’t let CPS pick him up when his Mom died.

2. Robin asks if the two will get to stay together, if they can ask Gordon not to separate them.

3. Tim says they will be doing no such thing, Mr. Wayne.

[lazylittledragon]

i just went on a 4 hour writing frenzy and i don't know where i am anymore but everyone was very nice last time so have some more Stuff

[lilybug-02]

Wow. That could not have turned out worse.

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--Full Series--

This comic will be on Holiday Hiatus this December and January! While on a cliffhanger? What a scam! >:/

[rosa-tulipano]

one of my favorite fluffy scenarios i allow my brain to fade into during the particularly mind-numbing moments at work... i imagine luigi to be a man who always puts up a happy front. always the fun-loving, optimistic, smiley guy. ever the sturdy-rock therapist of the friend group. but with you, he allows his polished ceramic façade to crack. he doesn't feel as if he needs to keep himself jammed into a mold he outgrew long ago to be loved by you as he does with most others.

he's still learning to be completely upfront with you on his feelings, sometimes he just doesn't want you to worry, but with your constant reassuring words and loving touches he's been getting better and better at it.

"luigi?" the fingertips of your honeyed voice reached out from the doorway to your beloved sat on the edge of the couch, his body slouched forward, elbows digging into his thighs as he clutches his head in his palms.

you don't get more than a sniffle in response before he whips his head up, swiping his hands down his face in an attempt to wipe as much grimness from his expression as he could before cracking an unconvincing smile. "i'm okay, baby"

if his unusual posture and voice- crackling and weak- didn't give him away, his gaze definitely did. his once confident, sparkling hazel eyes were weary and trembling.

the look on your face as you took in the sight of him made luigi breakdown, unable to pretend any longer. "oh, my love..." was all you said as you surged toward him, haphazardly throwing yourself onto the cushions beside him, sat on your knees, to pull his large frame into your chest.

you felt his shoulders begin to shake, his tears seeping into the threads of your cardigan that his fingers gripped. his side was pressed into your chest, your left arm cradled his head that was tucked into the crook of your elbow while your right arm wrapped around him to draw him as close to your body as physically possible.

"that's it, honey, just let it out. i've got you" you soothed him as best you could, laying your cheek against his hair, smoothing your hand up and down the panes of his broad back, letting the fingers of your left hand dance across his cheek as you whispered sweet nothings into his curls.

after a while, his body wracking sobs were replaced with intermittent hiccups and long sniffles. he pulled away just a little, but you didn't let him get far. you cupped his face gently in your palms, tilting his face up a bit to look up at you. his eyelashes fluttered with remaining moisture, the last couple teardrops tumbling down his cheeks. you kissed them away softy as they crossed his beauty marks.

the tenderness with which you held him made luigi want to cry even more. he's never felt more safe and loved than he does with you.

your caress your thumb over one cheek while your other hand pushes his hair back from his forehead. with his tears finally subdued, he can clearly see you now. the way your brows furrowed ever so slightly as you tried to dab away the stray tears on his jawline and neck with the sleeve of your cardigan, the weight of worry in your eyes as you peppered pecks all over his face, the twitch of your lip as you internally debated whether or not to ask him what happened.

luigi hated showing his "unsavory" emotions around most others. but you took those very emotions and held them dear to you. nurtured them, cared for them, accepted them. just as you did with him. he nuzzled his cheek into your hand, gently wrapping his fingers around both of your wrists before placing a kiss against each of your palms. with each meeting of rosy his lips against your supple skin, he stayed like that for a few seconds just taking in your warmth before covering your fingers with his own and pressing your hands even further into his cheeks.

you cracked a little smile at his loving actions, unable to stop yourself from giving a quick peck to his flushed nose. he huffed a small air of laughter, using your fingers to cover his eyes.

"feeling better now?" you whispered, moving your hands to capture his own between him, pulling them from his face and into your lap where you smoothed over them.

he nodded aggressively, keeping his eyes shut for a few beats longer before he looked at you, "loads" he murmured, a content smile lazily drawing up the corners of his mouth as his puffy eyelids drooped

"you wanna talk about it?" you tried a bit apprehensively, trying to look for any hesitation in his tired eyes.

a sharp breath was drawn through his nose as he leaned all the way back suddenly, tossing his head to hang off the couch. you gave him a while to compose his thoughts and he ran his hands over his face a couple times, turning your own hands' attention to the wrinkles in his flannel as your brain tried to think of what could've happened.

as soon as he shuffled a bit, your eyes were back on his face. "hm, maybe later," he started before wrapping his arms around you and pulling you in to straddle his lap. his arms were tight around your waist as he leaned back again bringing you to lay over his chest. "i just want to be with you like this for a bit first"

you smiled to yourself, pressing a quick kiss to the side of his neck where your face nested, "whatever you want, baby. i'm here when you're ready to talk"

he didn't say anything, just let out a tranquil sigh, letting his body relax and melt into the couch.

you felt his arms squeeze your body against his, as if to say "thank you" though you know that would never be necessary.

my first post on this blog, i hope you liked it! let me know what you think and send me your own luigi daydreams, please :D