Hey, This Is The Anon That Asked For A Part 2 Of Goodbye, I Just Wanted To Say That If You Don't Want

hey, this is the anon that asked for a part 2 of goodbye, I just wanted to say that if you don't want to do it you don't have to. I don't want to be a bother or make you do something you don't want to do.

you're no bother i promise, no need feel bad! you're also not the first person who's asked for a part 2, so i'm definitely not against giving it a shot! also i really like the idea you sent so i'm gonna start it and see how it goes <3

people act like it’s physically impossible to have the same ideas for prompts, aus or whatever the idea is and clearly you are just simply not a writer if you think every little similarity is copying!!!

even if you are taking inspiration from other fics, personally i’d be FLATTERED if my writing pushed someone else to want to write!

AND I GUARANTEE UNLESS IT IS WORD FOR WORD PLAGIARISM MOST OF US WRITERS DO NOT CARE!

don't wanna do this on main but please don't compare writers to other writers in any type of way. that really gets on my nerves and i'm sure it does for other people as well.

i've had to a delete a couple of asks already comparing my writing to other writers on this app, saying i should credit for inspiration (which i do when it does happen, take a look at Mercy) or that i'm copying someone else's writing style, which isn't at all true.

i can provide screenshots of my drafts on my google drive showing all the edits and remakes on my drafts if i need to and i practically dissected mcytblr last night to see if someone had similar writing styles as me, none of which did and when they were even an inkling close we wrote about completely different prompts.

what happened with mars regarding the name "discount sbi", a name me, mars, char, and gen gave our friend group when we were having fun, was my last straw.

writing is my only form of stress relief and my friends on here are the nicest people i've met along with the greatest supporters i had when starting out this blog; please don't take that away from me.

thank you.

hi love! i was wondering if i could request a karl jacobs imagine where the reader isn’t really a streamer or anything theyre a friend of a friend, and they play among us with karl and the whole dream smp and karl is flirting with them the whole time and all of the dream smp is teasing them and chat is going crazy!!

totally forgot to answer this ask but here is the fic!! hope u enjoy <3

😳🙈 thanks anon but kait I am so far from famous lmao

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u just got recognized u cannot say ur not famous that’s not how that works 🙄

scare this is the cutest thing ever, i love it!!

Psyduck : quackity

pairing: quackity x gn!reader

note: this is part of @hufflepuff-writings 1k writing event!! congrats once again honey!! <3

genre: fluff

warnings: cursing

prompt: “i saw this and thought of you.”

you couldn’t help, but stare at it. it’s beady little pupils peering back into your own (e/c) ones, a million words and phrases screaming behind the blob of grungy yellow. the psyduck was defiantly worn, the previously bright fur of the toy now dulled to a dark, grayish canary. it was limp as well, the previous stiffness it once had broken down to its now relaxed form. the head much too large for it’s actual body flopped over from its weight, giving the stuffed animal a much more dumb appearance.

you blinked at it, your abandoned cart parked next to you as you had a staring contest with the plush pokémon. it was perfect, the absolute perfect thing to give alex. you literally couldn’t walk out of the store without it. you needed to buy this ugly ass duck.

your movements held no hesitant when you grabbed it, allowing yourself toss the psyduck into the bed of your cart with the rest of your belongings. you couldn’t wait to see alex’s reaction to it. to you, it was just too perfect to pass up, the silliness of it reminding you wholeheartedly of your duck-loving boyfriend.

you needed to give it to him, and there was no way in hell you weren’t.

you rushed through the self-check out, deeming it to be a much faster way so you can get home to alex much quicker. it didn’t take long before you found yourself in your car, your bagged groceries and necessities packed tightly in the back seat.

the psyduck, however, managed to escape the plastic and was currently sitting in your hands. you noticed that despite how awful the texture of the doll seemed, it was rather soft under your fingertips. you didn’t want to risk the possibility of the plushie getting damaged or lost, so you did the next best thing: sat it in the passenger’s seat and buckled it.

to any other passerby, you might’ve looked a bit crazy, but you could care less than give two shits. getting this psyduck home was important to you and nothing was going to stop you from that.

the drive home felt like forever to you, your adrenaline and excitement for alex’s reaction making time pass even slower, but you managed.

you couldn’t help but snatch the pokémon back up, not even bothering to undo the belt before bolting inside his house, abandoning your other purchases in your car.

thankfully, alex wasn’t busy at the moment, and was rather perched up on his kitchen counter and goofing off on his phone. the sound of his front door slamming open made him jump slightly, his eyes wide in surprise as he noticed you rush in with what appeared to be a yellow blob clutched tightly in your hold.

“woah, woah, okay. i didn’t know you wanted to see me that badly.” he teased, hopping off the surface to approach you.

“here,” you shoved out your left hand, placing the psyduck gently in alex’s grasp.

alex glanced at you for a moment before peering down at the stuffed animal. the same black pupils stared back at him, making him snicker slightly at the way the duck flopped over.

“what the fuck is this?” he giggled, turning the toy around to examine it.

“i saw this and thought of you.” you stated, the situation finally dawning on you. you literally sped to alex’s house to give him this ugly ass psyduck plush because it reminded you of him. you felt the heat of your embarrassment finally get to you, crawling up your neck to your cheeks. “it seems kinda stupid now that i think about it.”

alex turned to you, noticing how you were now looking at anything besides him.

“hey, baby.” he called, placing the psyduck down next to him before stepping closer, wrapping his arms around your waist. “nothing you give me is stupid, you hear? in fact,” he pulled away to lift the pokémon back up to your line of sight. “i happen to love him.”

his words made you chuckle, your focus bouncing between the psyduck and alex’s brown hues. “are you sure? he’s a bit ugly.”

“oh, yeah, it’s very fucking ugly, but he’s still our son and there’s no way i’ll love him any less.” he stated, smiling slightly at the yellow bird.

“just like i won’t love you any less.” he added, his cheesiness making you cringe slightly, but, nevertheless make your heart flutter.

“i love you, too, but please never say that again.” your request made alex cackle before he leaned down and placed a gentle peck to your hairline.

“but, thank you, though. seriously. it makes me happy that you can look at an ugly little duck and think of me.” you grinned at his words, leaning up and giving him his own kiss to his cheek.

“no problem, darling. i love our new little family more than life itself.”

hello! i hope you enjoyed this little piece! it’s part of kait’s 1000 follower event! congrats again lovely!!! apologies for how short it is though! i hope you enjoyed!

I'm always just worried about how people will react to it. I personally don't think I'm a good writer but my friends convinced me to start posting stuff and so far it's been going well lmao

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if you have an imagination tbh you can be a writer, some people just perceive their thoughts different than others and that’s what makes it unique and beautiful!