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OOOO fic writing asks yippee!! How abouuuuut 13, 20, and 32 💜
you got it my dude!!
13. Do you outline your fics? How much of a headache would someone get if they just looked at an outline of yours without reading the fic?
i do not outline unless i'm deluding myself re: a multichapter fic. and then it's just a numbered list of plot points that fizzles out halfway through lkjdlskfj. yikes
20. What’s your favorite part about the fanfiction writing process?
i love the rare occasions when you sit down and the whole idea in your head just appears on the paper like magic, so fast, so perfect, and you're like WOW this is so easy and great!! i also love when you have slogged through that mfer. beaten the horse to a PULP. hit post bc you just can't stand the sight of it anymore. you can never read it again. you have it fuckin memorized by this point. fuck this fic. and then............you go back to it three hours later and read it and you're like...........alright this is fine. i like this actually. good job me. both are good. fruits of your labors or whatever
32. Copy and paste your top three favorite lines/jokes/sentences you’ve ever written. What fics do they come from?
oh boy what a gift you have given me!! it was hard to narrow it down sldkfjlsdkjf. putting in a cut for everyone's sake
from fever dream:
The night is wet in your nose. One hundred million insects scream to God.
i just love this line. i can hear the sound of it in my head, the dull roar of so many bugs. the desperation of a small, insignificant creature demanding answers from a creator who has forgotten about them. it's such a short, throwaway line, but i love it.
from these violent delights:
You craned your head back, sightless. You would never leave this room. You would run. You had to run. But you would forever be here, on the floor, licking a mess of blood and saline off your lips, his hair sticky under your hand. ... Limping, wearing one shoe, cradling your sliced hand to your chest, you started down the road. The stars were incredible overhead. It was a clear and beautiful night. All you could see were fluorescents.
augh. ough. it hurts me every time. regret. immediate, irrevocable regret. the visceral pain of doing something you had to do and wanted to do and wish you'd never done. a split second of action, and now you're never leaving that moment again. i can taste it i can feel it i can see it. devastates me.
and from solicitation my goofy beloved:
“What are you gonna give me if I let you cum inside?” “A million dollars,” he said immediately. “Are you for real? Two million dollars.”
slkdjflskdjf idiot idiot idiot. this cracks me up every time. if men could speak this is what they would say. murph connors you shining golden angel boy. always in my heart fr
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