#the curse that is writer’s block

[nateezfics]

me, before trying to write: wow i’m feeling so motivated to write. this will be easy! just gotta type up some words and then i’ll have this fic done no problem!!

me, while trying to write:

[evilkaeya]

Hi everyone I woke up and realized I have the power to write literally anything I want to so I gave Light Yagami period cramps. Read here.

[2smolbeans]

Part 1 Part 2 character info

Love Me, Love Me Not (2.5)

Yandere Best Friend x Obstacle Reader

Summary: You begin to contemplate your relationship with Marco after he's kept you long enough inside his apartment while sending you a few mixed signals..

Tags: One-sided relationship (?), potential poly with one yan and two poor darlings, kidnapping, hostage keeping, mixed feelings, yan best friend, belittling, isolation, nsfw implications, he's in love with his darling- but he's also interested with you.., just me rambling before I put part 3

*unedited

Disclaimer: This is just a scenario I thought of with an Oc! So nothing is really 'official' or canon to the orignal storyline--

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It's been what? Two months or so, ever since Marco had kept you locked up inside his cozy apartment. Every day is a blur. You always had a hard time telling what time or month it was. Same routine, same everything. It was tiringly comforting. It made you feel safe knowing what would happen. Marco would leave in the morning for work. You'd be left in the apartment to your own devices. Hours would pass, he'd come home, and you'd lock yourself in your room. You didn't have to worry about work. You didn't have to worry about chores. Your only worry was cleaning the place and looking pretty. But. That same routine was starting to eat at you. The desperation in something new was beginning to knaw at you. You wanted more. You felt like a zoo animal kept in captivity. You want to go outside to see the streets - hell to at least go inside a supermarket! Anything!

You're confused about the relationship that the two of you share. He hates you, but he wants you by his side. He often belittes you whenever he has the chance. Going out of his way to demean you with every chance he has. You want something? Well, why don't you go on your hands and knees and beg like the loyal dog you are? You want to talk to him? Well, why should he? Go on, convince him, and give him a reason why he should respond back to those dumb questions you're so persistent on asking.

But at the same time, he's clinging to you from the moment he gets home. Either sitting on the edge of your bed while he talks about his day at work. Cuddling right next to you without any say while you lazily switch through the tv channels. Or even on some nightly occasions, he's tightly snuggled up against you underneath the sheets of his bed. And on rare occasions.. He's often kissing the side of your neck with his hands in between your legs, whispering praises while he drinks in the sounds you make. Of course, only to then miserably make an excuse of how he was doing you a favor since he couldn't reciprocate those feelings for you. He was only making out with you out of pity! Wow, he must feel a lot of pity for you then for it to happen more than once...

What about your darling Marco?

You've asked him about it so many times. If he has her, then why is he doing those things with you? But, whenever you even bother bringing up the topic, he just shuts you up with a glare or threat. You're confused about him, and Marco, at times, seems confused about how he feels about you.. Oh well, it was a useless thought to dwell on. At the end of the day, Marco was a murderer who was soon going to kill you once he got tired of you. But what difference did it make? You were also one as well.. What better were you from him? Sure, you were pressured by him to commit the murders you did.. But you could've at least fought back? Why didn't you fight back? God, why couldn't you have tried to show some restraint? Your life or theirs, you should've at least died trying..

Does that matter anymore? You shouldn't care about that anymore. What's done is done. You should get over it. You don't care if you're being selfish. You want a fresh start. You want to be outside again. You look outside the window, looking down as you see the streets and people who walk around freely.

Just how long was this going to last?

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[powerfultenderness]

Imagine if reader wanted to come over to König's place, the door was open so she went in but realised he's not home (went grocery shopping, for example) and decided to sit there until he comes back so nobody suspicious enters his house.

And Konig comes back to his apartment and hears that somebody is in, but he can't quite tell who. Well the rest is up to you!

Oh boy I sure do hope you're still around, still into König and into this series! I do apologize for the super late response.

Summary: König finds out something interesting about his sweet neighbor. Rating: T+ Word Count: 1343 Notes: Remember neighbor's ex?

“König!” You called excitedly as you knocked. 

No answer. 

Hm. Odd. You could have sworn he said he’d be home. You tried the doorknob and found it unlocked. That in itself wasn’t odd, he often told you to let yourself in when he knew you would be stopping by.

“König?” You tried again as you walked into his flat. 

Still no answer though. Bathroom maybe? He’s probably one of those bathroom shy people. So you gave him a few minutes while you set a lasagna on the kitchen counter.

You had helped out a couple that lived upstairs, pet sitting their cat while they went on vacation for a week. It was easy work really, all you had to do was feed the cat before you left for work and when you got home. Not only did you end up with some cash but with a pan of lasagna as an extra thanks. 

After a few minutes of nothing but silence you wandered around the flat, occasionally calling out his name. You then tried to text him, only to once again be met with silence in the flat.

“...Huh…” That means…

“He’s not here!” You gasped, a mischievous chuckle falling past your lips as you walked back to the living room. 

After the way he always chided you for not locking your door when you just wanted to duck out for a few minutes, you find his flat unlocked and completely empty! 

Speaking of your flat, you quickly rushed back and locked your door, just to rub it in his face when he got back. 

With it nearing dinner time, you decide to start the oven so you can reheat the lasagna. Then all that was to do was wait for him to come back. You figured if he left his door unlocked, then he shouldn’t be too long. 

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König sighed as he glanced at his watch. One little favor for the landlord turned into two turned into three and now it was almost dinner time. 

His thoughts drifted to you, as they often did, and he grabbed his phone from his pocket. His stomach did a little flip and his heart rushed when he saw that you had sent him a text.

“Hey, where are you?”

He quickly typed out a reply, “almost home. Why?” 

Of course, whenever you sent a text like that, it usually meant that you were about to stop by, so he picked up his pace a little and rushed back to his flat.

As it only took a few minutes for him to get back home, he wasn’t surprised that in that time you hadn’t replied yet. He slipped his phone back in his pocket as he opened his door, only to pause before he even stepped through. Something wasn’t quite right. 

It took him a moment to assess what was wrong. The temperature was too warm, the smell of the gas oven having been turned on warned him of an intruder. 

Carefully, eyes focused but taking in everything around him, he made his way to the kitchen. Just when he rounded the counter you jumped up from your hiding spot, arms up and all, “boo-Ah!” 

Before your feet even fully planted back on the ground from your jump, König snatched one of your wrists and spun you around, pulling your back to his chest, with one arm reaching across your shoulders and neck.

Immediately, you tense your shoulders and drop your chin as your hands clawed at the arm around your neck. With how much taller than you he is combined with how strong he is, he pulled you up off your feet. 

“What-”

Unexpectedly, you swung one foot behind you, catching his groin in a quick kick, it didn’t hurt much but it was enough for you to bring your weight back down on the ground, only for you to drop your left hip, sliding down. Gravity and momentum worked against him, and he suddenly found himself on his back and staring up at the ceiling. 

You popped up as soon as he hit the ground, a slow smile spreading across your face as he looked at you. 

How did you do that?

His eyes narrowed at you, a matching grin gracing his hidden face, as he pushed himself up and tried to reach for you again.

This time you were onto him and jumped out of his reach fast enough that his fingers barely brushed the fabric of your shirt before you were running away from him. 

You were practically running at full speed around his living room, giggles escaping you every time you felt his fingers brush against you. But with his long stride and long arms, and the fact that he was in far better shape than you were, he caught you just as you tried to cut in front of the couch. 

This time he caught you in a bear hug, pinning your arms down to your sides as he pulled you with him onto the couch, with you seated on his lap.

“Now,” he playfully growled in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine that you hopefully hid well behind your dying giggles. “I have many questions for you.”

“Yea?”

He hummed and loosened his hold on you. “ What are you doing here? And how do you know how to do that, darling?” 

You wiggle your arms out from his hold and look over your shoulder with a grin, “you should learn to lock your door. You’re lucky that I was here to keep an eye on the place!” You teased with a laugh. 

König sighed, “yea, yea. Wilson asked me for a quick favor, said it was only going to take five minutes.” 

You chuckled. Once people got over how intimidating König looked, someone as strong and tall as he was was just a magnet for favors. 

“And how do you know how to flip someone like that?” He nudged you, moving onto what he was more interested in. 

“There are a lot of things you don’t know about me.” 

And he wants nothing more than to learn everything about you. “Oh yea, like what?”

You shift once again, so you are sitting more comfortably on his lap. “Like that I have a purple belt in jiu-jitsu.” 

König’s eyes went wide at your words. He never would have expected his sweet neighbor to have taken up martial arts! “Really? How long have you been training?” You beamed at how surprised he looked when you told him, though your smile fell sheepishly at his question. Then, much to his disappointment, you climbed off of his lap and instead sat next to him. 

“Welll, I don’t really practice anymore. But I started taking self defense lessons my last year at uni because, uhm, because my ex was kind of…overly worried.” You didn’t want to call the man paranoid, but he kind of was. “And when I told him I thought it was fun, he convinced me to take up jiu-jitsu.”  

It was fair to say that after meeting your ex just once, König didn’t very much like him. But he had to admit, “it is good that you know how to defend yourself.” 

You laughed, “not that I’ve ever had to use it for real! At least it impressed you!” 

König stared at you, butterflies erupting in his stomach, “you want to impress me?” 

Oh! Your laugh quickly died as your face heated up, “uh, I-” 

Three high pitched beeps from the kitchen drew both of your attention. “I brought dinner!” You covered and jumped up towards the kitchen. “Mrs. Brown in 301 gave me a lasagna as thanks for cat-sitting when she and her husband went on vacation last week.” 

As you told him all about the upstairs cat, König couldn’t help the almost overwhelming warm feeling that spread through his chest and stomach, to his face, burning his ears even. Perhaps his (not so) subtle crush on you was reciprocated, after all, you had wanted to impress him.

End Notes: The jiu-jitsu was a surprise even to me! But it came up because I've been doing research on it for a different König/Reader fic and i just really liked the idea of Neighbor Reader surprising König😅

[Neighbor König Masterlist]

Neighbor König taglist (blurbs)

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[feyres-divorce-lawyer]

thinking about how acomaf and acosf are literary crime scenes where sarah janet murdered feyre and nesta, scooped out their cores and replaced it with bat bastard loving hearts and then she dared tell me “look how happy they are” no they are not happy, sarah janet, they’re mere shadows of the originals. get out of my fucking house.

[itwoodbeprefect]

the great thing about falling really deep into a new media niche is developing opinions on many new things. the terrible thing about falling really deep into a new media niche is developing opinions on many new things

[piedoesnotequalpi]

Race likes knitting sweaters but hates knitting sleeves so Spot's wardrobe ends up being like 50% hand-knitted tank tops

[mumrikhenry]

Yall ever think about The Character so much u exhaust all forms of media w/ the character and then pace up and down at 12 at night like some crazed madman haunted by visions?

[pyro-les]

It's a blessing and a curse will be returning!

I'm currently on a cruise and mean girls was on at the on board cinema, so I of course went to watch it not once but twice yesterday and today I started to write more.

Although I have still had a huge obsession with mean girls the last few months my attention was drawn away from writing for Regina as I was incredibly busy but now I'm finally free and have had a little jog of inspiration I finally feel ready to write again!

So if anyone is still interested please keep an eye out for the next chapter as I am working on it now.

[callmehere-iwillappear]

20 Questions For Fic Writers

this has been sitting in my drafts for probably months and i actually don't remember who tagged me at this point sorry </3

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

26

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

168,724

3. What fandoms do you write for?

currently just rise but i've had some other fandoms i've written for in the past

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

call me here (i will appear) Use Only For Intended Purpose The Idiot's Guide to Blindfold Chess new phone who dis because i fear i'm lost (and i cannot be found again) wow big surprise(/s) all of these are rise al;jfldksjfkd

5. Do you respond to comments?

i try to but uh </3 i am not very good at it

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

ummm. probably waiting for answers, wasting time bc even if u know the comfort and healing comes there very much isn't any in the fic itself so whoops </3 i am not good at hurt/no comfort so i don't. have a lot of fics that would really qualify

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

uuhhhhh ig fibonacci? most of my fics have relatively happy endings and. this is the one with the least angst overall so

8. Do you get hate on fics?

not yet thank god

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

i do not alfjdlkjfkdls

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

imma keep it real with you chief most of the crossovers that i've written are with other people's aus and idk if that counts

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i know of fingers crossed

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

nope

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

yeesssss? sorta? it's not like, on ao3 but i've done some collab crossover stuff with friends (see aforementioned crossover question)

14. What’s your all time favourite ship?

god idk. i don't do a lot of shipping these days sorry </3 i have some ships i think are cute but i'm not like, into them enough to say they really qualify

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

i want to finish idiot's guide and cmh very very badly and i refuse to jinx it. idk abt npwd solely because of like the type of fic it is, idk if it'll ever be finished finished yk. like there'll always be more little scenes i can do

16. What are your writing strengths?

um. i've been told i'm good at character voice

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

sweats nervously

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

i don't really do it? i probably wouldn't unless it was like, just a couple words - i don't mind too much when other ppl do it bc i have a translation extension on my laptop but i don't have many options when i'm on my phone

19. First fandom you wrote for?

doctor who........ i was like. god idek. fifteen? maybe younger i straight up don't remember <- also none of this is on ao3 this was like, back in my ff.net days and i don't think i even remember my login lmao

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

hmm hm hm. okay. probably because i fear i'm lost. just bc like... idk i'm proud of how it turned out and i'm really . idk. happy with the reception it got. i'm happy it reached people who can relate to it. and it's short enough that there's not like, enough space for there to be parts where i just have to force myself to write stuff i'm not 100% happy with to fill in the gaps. if that makes sense

tagging: You

[the-whispers-of-death]

I know some writers don’t like it when being asked about oh when’s the next part or to continue xyz series (which that is super valid), but I’ll like it if you give me like a suggestion on where to go next in the series.

Like I have a request in my inbox to continue the DILF!Reader series and like I want to do it soo badly, but I’ve hit writer’s block and have no idea what to write for it. The answer is evading me.

And while I do have an NSFW request for the same series, I’m waiting until we’re further into their relationship to do that specific request.

So I’m truly just stuck. Despite the fact that I wishh I knew what was next for the series.

[diazsdimples]

My brain when I'm driving: yes fantastic fic idea, here is a beautiful plot, imagine all these great scenes in perfect detail, here's a load of background characters with well fleshed out backstories, go forth and write this extremely detailed and well thought out story

My brain when in front of my laptop: what is a sentence? Do adjectives exist? I have never written a word in my life. Am but a simple bean with no words

[thirdsonofeve]

Im sure this has been done before but...

[severedbananastranger]

Alan Wake is a game about a guy going to hell for screaming at his wife.

[marislittlethings]

have been hit by the ao3 writer curse... but i'm not like other fic writers, i made the curse my bitch

[autistic-katara]

ppl who phonetically transcribe accents r so annoying sometimes cause ull be reading a super emotional moment and one character will unironically non-humorously go “oh mah god luv ahm so sorreh” like pls 😭