i've been reading fanfic since FOREVER! BUT i didn't start consistently writing fanfic with the intent to publish until about a year ago. i was reading nine facts, one lie by @stevebabey and i just remember feeling sooooo amazed and inspired that i was like "y'know what? i wanna do this!" and i did it :D
🛼 ⇢ describe your latest wip with five emojis
🕷️🍕♥️🧣💋 (aka my first venture into peter parker x reader that may never see the light of day)
🔪 ⇢ what's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?
hm, i wouldn't say it's weird? but i literally was looking up the topography of tennessee and what the agricultural scene is like over there to try and make my cowboy!steve fic a little bit more realistic LMFAO
Okay it's me again ik, I'm annoying BUT LIKE LISTEN IK ITS NOT R&B BUT LIKE IMAGINE MIGUEL SMUT TO THIS SONG ‼️‼️ TELL ME YOU SEE IT?! I just need someone to walk with me...🏃🏾♀️
first, bye you could never annoy me!!!!!
second I HEAR SUMN…LIKE THIS WOULD WORK SO WELL ACTUALLY…
I maaayyyyybeeeee will work on something for u if I have time but no promises………
and when i say i need the insider info for all of these…
i’m jk but i wud love to hear abt ‘and your ex was their ROOMMATE’ ++ the one you’re most excited (to write or daydream HWJEUAHJSHA) about
WIP GAME
PLS 🫣🤭 you know you are ALWAYS welcome to all the insider info <3
'and your ex was their roommate' is a fic ive been writing on and off since june 😭. i actually opened the doc up again recently and was taken aback bc it’s semi-autobiographical 💀 BUT NOT RLLY!! but anyways it’s an eddie munson x reader fic. basically it’s a modern au and takes place in san francisco. eddie and reader had a bit of a situationship that didnt end well. reader is besties w steve and robin and shes helping them move into their new apartment and Gasp!! their third roommate is Eddie!!!! he's kind of an asshole in this one unfortunately,,, but im hoping that somehow I can redeem him LMFAO.
He begins strumming, lightly. Not enough to make actual noise, but just enough to create a lulling white noise that calms you. The chords sound familiar.
“I never gave you permission to play my guitar.”
“Just shut up and go to sleep.”
The question pounds your head, or that might just be the sickness. Still, the loopy feeling the cough syrup gave you is enough to loosen your chapped lips.
“Why are you being so nice to me?” The question comes out murmured and far more vulnerable than you would’ve liked. Your eyes are closed, so you can’t gauge Eddie’s reaction. No doubt, he’s coming up with a snarky remark.
the one im most excited about is ‘labyrinth’!! it's a javy machado x reader fic and it's a big departure frm ANYTHING i've ever written before. the reader is jake's widow and her and javy help each other navigate their grief n then they fall in loveee. it's angsty and filled with guilt and hope and it's been so fun to write so far.
You’ve missed this, you realize. There are a lot of things that you miss about Jake, specifically. But this: the simple act of being close to someone. The simple choice to be there for someone else to lean on. Joy and guilt are like lightning and thunder. When one comes the other will soon follow.
You think about this from the outside looking in. Javy coming home, kissing your cheek, telling you about his day. Him cooking dinner while you do laundry. You doing the dishes while he does the crossword. The two of you, lying down on the couch after a long day and watching television together. The scene is exceedingly domestic in a way that makes your cheeks tingle and your chest ache.
Your left thumb instinctually goes to caress the base of your ring finger, only to come up empty. Your heart drops to your stomach. Then, you remember. You always take off your rings when doing the dishes. It was best practice, to make sure that the delicate gems wouldn’t get unnecessarily tarnished. You’d never once forgotten to put them back on, though.
You linger on the absence of the rings and the presence of the man sleeping soundly right beside you. Joy and guilt. Lightning and thunder.
Girl how do you think Miguel would react if I pulled a Meg and twerked it on him? And I'm talking about some REAL shaking and jiggling like THIS ⬇️
he absolutely would notttttt know what to do with this! 😭😭😭
he’d be a deer in headlights. I’m talking hands out in front of his chest, shoulders to his ears, eyes wide, might even slowly back away unless you encourage him to catch it 😭😭😭😭