Ok but i have this genuine love for so many idols like its not even romantic or sexual its literally just pure love. like i genuinely want them to be happy and to do well and to succeed and to never experience any kind of sadness and or disappointment
Tag: about me
A writer is like a semi-trusty lawnmower.
It’s an absolute pain to get started, with all the grunting and groaning and pushing and shoving to bring it to life.
Once it’s going, you’re good. Maybe you hit a stick or a rock here and there, but your semi-trusty lawnmower keeps trucking along until the whole yard looks much nicer.
And then you sit over by the shed with it still running because you’re afraid to turn it off. It took so long to get the thing going, what of you can’t turn it back on?
Eventually you turn it off, only to realize you’ve missed a piece lawn and have a 15-minute fit over whether you care enough to fight with the mower and finish the job. Maybe you just grab a pair of scissors and angrily chop at the grass like it’ll make a difference.
Then you walk away, confused as to how a 90% good job has left you 112% unsatisfied.
tag yourself im chaotic average
chaotic failing
Lawful Average
I was somewhere between chaotic 4.0 and lawful average.
Somewhere between Chaotic Average and Lawful Failing (got straight Cs in the classes I didn’t have to drop this semester)
I literally only have one rule in my writing and it is this:
No matter what I put my characters through, they make it. They get to make it to the end of the story and have everything work out and be ok.
Because that’s the story I need. So it’s the kind I write.
If you want a piece of writing advice: write a story that is what you needed to hear at whatever age your target demographic is. I can guarantee you there’ll be someone out there who needs to hear it as much as you did. And maybe you’ll help them the same way someone else’s story did for you.
For some reason, this hit home and I never realized it that I did this for my stories too
did I do this right
The arguement I have with myself before starting a new piece of art
how would you describe the stans for each of the vixx members? like what kind of fans are they :)
HMM OKAY LETS SEE!! this is just some of the things.. tbh, starlights in general are the most amazing stans. no one loves their idols more than they do, istg. so hardworking.
hakyeon stans: usually sweetest and chillest people around. love hakyeon so much. SO MUCH. hurt hakyeon, you’ve committed #1 crime. also, dies whenever he dances. just in general dies 200 times a day because of his good looks. cannot believe they’ve been blessed w the best leader in the world
taekwoon stans: tbh, VERY SAVAGE TAGS. call leo grandpa 24/7 because theyre low-key also grandpa themselves. when taekwoon smiles, they cry. ABSOLUTELY LOVE TAEKWOON+BABY INTERACTIONS. very loyal stans in general
jaehwan stans: oh my god, so much love for jaehwan. literally the stans that give the entire world??? bias wrecker is jaehwan??? can only see jaehwan??? would snatch 10000 stars for jaehwan??? their love is so pure and precious i swear. really emo stans
wonshik stans: RAVI’S #1 SUPPORTER. die whenever he does that CUTE SHY GIGGLY SMILE OF HIS. kim wonchic??? absolute fashion ravi pics lovers. high-key hype and support him so much. have 1000 tombstones because he goes shirtless so often. worry a lot about him too tbh.
hongbin stans: ADORE CRINGEBIN MORE THAN ANYONE IN THE WORLD. HONGBIN SMILES???? HOLY FUCKING SHIT THANK YOU JESUS FOR LETTING ME BE ALIVE TODAY!!! 10 out of 10 think he’s the side profile god. shook whenever they see him acting. probably have a hongbin meme shrine somewhere in their room
sanghyuk stans: just. freaking. memes. MOST EXTRA PEOPLE AROUND MAN. always amazing tags. probably have all called him daddy once before. HYUK + HIS BLUE HAIR AND HYUK IN CHOKERS, aka rip hyuk stans. die whenever he sings, does anything rlly because he just is that giant ball of amazingness.
me writing dialogue: “what is man but a vessel through which a higher entity may see? what is his purpose? must he find a purpose? we are but stardust; the universe comprehending itself.”
me writing action: they ran real fast from the bad men aand legs hurty
me writing dialogue: “Hello fellow character! I am speaking words at your face with my face!”
me writing internal dialogue: It was the curve of her lips that reminded him of the warm comfort of childhood, and he could swear the scent of fresh cherry pie permeated the air, even now. He wanted to respond, but his throat was choked by an emotion he could not name – an emotion he could only identify through another three paragraphs of shit like this.
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