#instead of being productive and WRITING last night i spent the entire night playing stardew valley

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i got tagged by @spaghett-onaplate thank you darling <3

When did you post your first ever fanfic? ok so ik i actually have one that's older but i don't know when it was. so my first ever posted that i can find was October 2, 2015, on Wattpad.

First character(s) you wrote for: sigh. England and America from Hetalia.

Main character(s) you’re currently writing for: Andrew Minyard and Neil Josten from All For The Game, Laurent and Damen from Captive Prince, Crowley from Good Omens, Wilhelm and Simon from Young Royals

Character(s) you haven’t written about before but plan on writing about soon: Both Laurent and Crowley (since I've only written very little for either and haven't shared them yet!) and also Wymack from All For The Game as well!

Fandom(s) you’re currently writing for: All For The Game, Captive Prince, Good Omens, and I wanna include Young Royals though I haven't touched my WIPs for.... a minute.

Platonic pairing(s) you currently write for: Andrew & Kevin, Neil & Kevin, Auguste & Laurent, Crowley & Muriel

Romantic pairing(s) you currently write for: Neil/Andrew, Damen/Laurent, Crowley/Aziraphale, Wilhelm/Simon

Your top 3 tags on AO3 (if you post your works on AO3): #1: Fluff (16), #2: Angst (8), #3: Hurt/Comfort (7)

Your current platform where you post your works: Ao3: AmericanCanada

Snippet of the wip you’re currently working on: here is a little bit from "laurent stabs damen" bc my more recent WIPs don't actually have any actual... writing going on yet.

He was led to yet another tent that looked the same as every other tent and Laurent truly wondered how anyone knew where anything was here. Even the tent the King had been in hadn’t had anything but its relative size to distinguish it from all the others. And the physician’s tent hadn’t had anything at all to signify what was inside.  Maybe that was the point. It certainly would make it more difficult to find the Prince’s tent or where the food was stored or, as it so happened, where Laurent was being held prisoner.  The tent that the Prince had brought him to was simply furnished, generously put: a pallet to sleep on, a copper pot to use as a bathroom, and a low table that had a pitcher and cup on it. Laurent wasn’t sure if those were the standard or if they had been brought in for his benefit. “No golden chains?” he asked before he could help himself.

i am going to choose to leave this open but absolutely tag me if you do it!!