writing fanfiction is just. i’m being so creative and original. i’m plagiarizing everyone by accident. i’m a genius. i’m cringe. i’m too angsty. i’m too cheesy. this is not in character. it doesn’t matter that it’s not in character because these are my characters now. i love my hobby. this is the worst possible use of my time. i’m seeking validation. i’m projecting my own personal problems onto this story and i’m barely hiding it. i know so many words and i’m using all of them wrong. im on tumblr posting about it instead of writing it.
half the time being a writer is like
“fuck all the little details, i’m doing this for fun and i don’t owe anyone anything! hell yeah!”
and then the other half is like
“okay so this character is a thief so i’m going to do hours of research on how professional thieves operate because otherwise maybe a real thief will read this and laugh at me for not knowing how thieving works and then they’ll show it to all their thief friends and i will be the laughingstock of the thief community and that would be so embarrassing for me!!!!!!!!”
★ nnt pride, day one: red | reunion ★
“The entirety of their conversation flew through his head in rapid succession as he stood there, dumbfounded. Then suddenly, he stopped. “You were hoping I knew where she went,” Gustaf said, his voice quiet.
Gustaf knew it was not a question. He may not know his way around women, but that much felt clear to him.
She gave one final pause. Her shoulders tensed as if she had been pricked by his words, and then she let the tent flap fall behind her without a word.“
this piece is in reference to a fic that i wrote. it takes place after the kingdom infiltration arc, when jericho runs away from home once she loses her magic.