#fic problems

[walkininawincestwonderland]

writing Sam pov is so fucking hard because like

dean pov is literally just a constant litany of Samsamsamsamsammy

but Sam has like. Philosophical conversations in his head. Discussions of ethics. Random knowledge of the case at hand. The crushing weight of the knowledge that he has been tainted since birth and will never be truly good no matter how hard he tries.

and of course Deandeandeandeandean.

Why does he have to have so many thoughts about everything??

[wintersongstress]

[katherynefromphilly]

Me: Wow that was a good story

Me: *presses kudo*

AO3: You have already left kudos here.

Me: Huh. I guess… I read this already? I better save it-

Me: *presses bookmark*

AO3: You have already bookmarked this story.

Me: THE FUCK YOU SAY.

[sleepyking]

The way people write Marceline and Princess Bubblegum is so bazar to me

Like PLEASE I need more canon accurate representations of their personalities

And that’s not to say that I don’t like fics where their personalities are really different, I actually love most of the bubbline fics I’ve read, I just really like their canon personalities and relationships and stuff

Like how Bonnie is down for murder like 99.99% of the time

Or how Marcy is really sensitive

But ESPECIALLY how a) Bonnie is the scary one and b) ISNT ALWAYS REALLY PROPER

Most of the time when I’m readin bubbline fics, Bonnie will be pretty much disgusted at everything, and it drives me INSANE

Like, are we talkin about the same character here??

Anyways thanks for comin to my Ted Talk-

[tothestarsinvelaris]

When you're writing the fic,

but you just want to read the fic,

but you can't read the fic

bc you're writing the fic...

[shallowseeker]

i’m sorry i can’t make fic updates r/n bc the sam pov chapter created a more bloated infodump than my usual but with with zero emotions given

and now i have to somehow edit it by sawing off all the arms and legs and stitching BUT HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT THAT SAM into to it somehow

[xemily-similex]

Reads fanfic: I should really write more of my own fic I have going on.

Starts trying to write: you know what? The vibes are off, I’m going to draw instead

Begins to draw: This doesn’t look right, let’s relax and read another chapter of that fan fic-

😭😭😭

[mollywog]

Trying to write something in past tense to match previous chapters, and… I kinda hate it.

[walkininawincestwonderland]

I’m trying to get these boys to actually fuck each other but in order to do that they have to stop chewing on each other long enough to get their clothes off

I’ve been trying to move on from this for two paragraphs now the foreplay will not fucking stop

Their lips slide wet and slick against each other, trading the tooth-aching iron of their father’s blood between them. The sharp, twisted-sick flavor dilutes in their saliva until there’s nothing left except Sam’s hands framing Dean’s jaw and Dean’s fingers clutched tight in the hair at the crown of Sam’s scalp. Sam bites at his brother’s lip just to hear the moan punch out of Dean’s throat. Dean shakes against him, no finesse in his kiss, just the desperate need to be close, close, close, to slide into one skin so no one can take his baby brother away from him. Sam knows. Sam feels it too.

He lets Dean kiss him like a drowning man, their connection itself a form of violence as much as it is a comfort. Sam lets his mouth fall open, lets Dean butt their noses up against each other, ignores the way his own teeth cut into his lower lip from the pressure. He tastes new blood in the kiss and groans low in his chest when Dean’s tongue pushes in just to lick the coppery tang right back out. His brother laves over the wound, the sting soothed by repetition.

[talshiargirlfriend]

Cannot stop giggling about my friend saying their fic typo resulted in Spock giving someone a dirty lok

[browniesarethebest]

[headbandsandflats]

cannot remember the last time, before tonight, that i stayed up hours too late reading a fic i couldn’t put down. file this under things that made me immensely happy, but that i will be regretting terribly in about 4.5 hours.

[saint-mona]

I finished reading 'The Cast Iron Shore' and now I'm depressed because Part 2 hasn't dropped yet.

[bambooswordwielder]

Crying because I was re-editing some details for a fic of mine and realised that because of how I'm currently planning my plot, I'm going to have to delete the very same chapter that started this whole fic which I originally planned to end the fic with 😭

[alatariel-gildaen]

Someone heeeeeeellllllllllppppppp. I'm reading a WIP of mine from like 2017, and honestly it is some of the best writing I've ever done, but I'm coming up to the end of it and one of the last paragraphs I've written is this

Carol glanced back towards the crying, prone figure of the young woman. She knew that feeling of despair well enough, and that she herself would willingly walk the path towards death if the alternative was a lifetime without her loved ones. Her heart heavy with sadness, she nodded towards Merle, but could not help but notice the flash of confusion that crossed his brother’s face. Daryl reached a hand towards Merle, but Merle quickly shrugged him away and shook his head almost imperceptibly. As Carol began to summon a veil of fog to hide their paths, she determined to keep a close watch on the older of the two brothers. If there was one thing she did not need, it was another untrustworthy man in her life.

I obviously at the time had some idea as to what that flash of confusion on Daryl's face, together with Merle's almost imperceptible reaction was, but I can't guess it from the rest of what I've written. I'm desperate to finish this bloody story, but where was I going with this?!?

If anyone has a time machine to send me back so I can question 7 years ago me, I'd be super grateful

[authorautumnbanks]

I have a problem. My brain wants to write Sesshomaru x Kagome x Satoru 🤦🏾‍♀️

Send help.