TJ, Ive Got Some Experience With Dealing With These Assholes.

TJ, I’ve got some experience with dealing with these assholes.

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fic i wrote in an hour without proof-reading bc i was bored and had zero fucks to give: 1,000 notes

fic i carefully and seriously wrote, taking my time and proof-reading it constantly, my most self-admired work: 10 notes

so cute!

Good Company

A/N: my first fic! Just a lil something I had on the go…

Summary: Whenever there’s new neighbours, your parents are all about making them feel welcome. Normally they’re boring families with no backstory. This time though, you get lucky.

Parings: Bucky Barnes x reader

Warnings: swearing, fluff

Words: 2.8k

“Do we have to?” You groaned, and your mother nudged you while she held a large bowl of potato salad. 

“Yes, Y/N, how many times have I gone over this?” She asked, sighing heavily. You groaned and rolled your eyes, making sure she saw you slither off the couch and onto the floor.

“Someone unhappy?” Your older brother, Steve asked, as he took a seat at the barstools in the kitchen. You dragged your fingers down your face, groaning again.

“Y/N is being…” your mother trailed off. “Particular.” You groaned and Steve shot a balled up napkin at the back of your head.

“Get off your lazy ass,” he laughed. You shot him daggers and sat up between the couch and coffee table. 

“Fuck off!” You exclaimed, throwing the napkin right back.

“Language!” Your mother scolded from the kitchen.

“Yeah Y/N,” Steve mocked. “Language.”

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Why Commenting On FanFiction Is Important

Alright kids, Boo here with a hopefully non-arrogant PSA.

I’m a writer of FanFiction because I like it and it’s my preferred genre (also a great way to receive feedback on writing that I can use on originals, bref). But like with most artistic work posted online, I have very little feedback.

When I was in a slightly writing rut, I cranked one shots left and right, nothing out of the ordinary. But instead of people commenting with their thoughts and good feedback, they just gave me requests.

I don’t think I could ever put into words what that felt like, but I’ll try (the irony of being a writer). It suddenly felt tiring, being a writer, and very quickly I stopped writing altogether. I only ever showed my friend what I wrote and left it at that. I haven’t published anything for a while after. It felt like people were treating me like a mule wanting me to do work for them, and I just wasn’t up for that. I lost my will to write, and then I began to think, “If I post something else other than what was requested, will people even read it?”

Then you get the infamous comments, “You haven’t forgotten about my request right??? Here’s another.”

That just adds anxiety and guilt. I’m purposely ignoring the comments to save my own uncreative ass, at least that’s what it feels like.

After weeks of convincing myself that my stories are worth sharing no matter how many people read them, I started writing and publishing again while working on some longer pieces. Slowly it got better.

Now this week, I remembered I joined another fanfiction platform, and realized I had never published anything on it. I had an idea, and so I started writing. It didn’t come out as I imagined it would, but I was so proud? Like, I started feeling happy about what I created again. Like genuine happiness that I haven’t felt in months since my last published work.

A few hours later, I get this comment:

I cranked out three 3k stories after reading this.

In four days.

It never happened before, and I don’t know how many times it will happen again. It was one comment, but it gave me so much fighting spirit that I think I’m on my way to regaining my initial writer mindset.

Fanfiction writers depend on feedback as a validation that their stories matter to people. If you’re wondering why your favourite author hasn’t updated/posted in a while, ask yourself, “Did I do everything that would convince them to continue writing this?”

bucky:

me:

Here’s a video of Noah Centineo looking cuddly telling a puppy she has bde.