I may spend every fic trying to capture this feeling.
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I may spend every fic trying to capture this feeling.

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"I'm just gonna write out these plot bunny feels. No plot, just the feels to end the night on a creative note."
600 1235 words later...
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↳mamoru chiba and usagi tsukino
You’re my family, Mamo-chan. From now on, I’ll protect you. Always.
It doesn't matter if you wrote 5,000 or 50 words today.
It doesn't matter if all you did was day-dream about your characters while staring at the ceiling.
You are still a writer and your progress is valid.

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Maybe I’ll do the scouts too sometime.
Black Lady belongs to Naoko Takeuchi . Artwork by Meredith McClaren
Artist graphic by Sidney Deng on X/Twitter
He's so grumpy, I ♥️ him. 😆
no matter how much time has passed.. i still find myself reminiscing about you.
If Chuck Norris were Sailor Moon, instead of embracing the chaos in the Galaxy Cauldron to weaken it, he would have delivered a roundhouse kick.

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Imagine if when Usagi reached the age that Serenity was when she died, that Serenity's memories would come back to her piece by piece. Imagine that she knew her past life before Luna found her and instead of only being confused and scared becoming Sailor Moon, she also fully embraced both her past life and her current one.
Like what if the Serenity side of her was so relieved and excited and happy to have been reborn and that she loved being Usagi so much more than she already did. What if it made her love the world around her EVEN MORE than she already did?
She'd probably have to reign herself in when she met Ami and the others, as they wouldn't have remembered. Or maybe they do? Maybe they all just kinda feel an immense love of life and the world after remembering their past lives?
Maybe Usagi can't help herself and immediately reveals that she remembers to Luna? And immediately scoops her into a hug?
Maybe when she finally meets Venus again they go back to how they were in the silver millenium as close as they ever were?
Maybe her remembering early DOESN'T trigger the crystal? Maybe the only thing that releases it is seeing Mamoru get kidnapped?
Maybe Usagi feeling so confident in both of her idenities makes her stronger and happier and she is able to just enjoy life as a normal girl as much as possible?
Maybe she still feels the trauma of it all, maybe it is still really difficult at times. But, maybe she holds onto the fact that she was given another life, another chance and everyone she loves is with her, given that chance as well.
I may or may not be imagining Usa-renity going on a twirling, singing spree through Tokyo like Giselle did in Enchanted.
I was raised on the strict principle that the driver only drives. Shotgun seat is a duty, not a privilege. Second seat is the first passenger, the second in command. Shotgun does everything that the driver needs done. Driver wants water, shotgun hands them the water bottle, already opened, and closes it after the driver has had their drink. Shotgun manages the navigator, googles things that popped into the driver's head and wants to look up real quick. Reads the driver's incoming texts and texts back as the driver dictates - upon the driver's request. Driver only drivers. If your ass itches you don't take your hands off the fucking wheel, the secondant scratches it for you.
Then you sit down in the car of someone who's an excellent never-had-a-crash driver and watch in horror as they go 80 kmh on a curving forest road, opening a water bottle one-handed while applying lip balm with the other, changing music by pecking their phone's touch screen with the tip of their nose like a bird, all the while steering with their left ass cheek, and you feel your soul leave your body just in case your body is also gonna leave the car after it, through the windshield, in the near foreseeable future.
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Sometimes you hear a song and a fic pops into your head full formed. This is a trap. The fic may be fully formed in your brain, but you still Have to write it down. This is an important step that most people forget about.
In elementary school, my best friend and I had this game we would play where we were school supplies living inside a child's desk and going on slice-of-life adventures inside it. And I remember that a key component of our school supply society was a sort of religious schism that existed around the purpose and nature of the giant hand that occasionally reached in to grab different citizens, use them, and then return them, because most school supplies considered this an auspicious and enviable moment of being selected for a greater purpose and allowed a glimpse of a vast truth, but pencils considered it a horrible portent of doom because they always got sharpened during it and came back smaller and closer to death. We were third graders btw.
Can't believe people are out here getting their asses beat by literal children in compelling worldbuilding contests

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Should I freeze you? But then you'll get wet.
—she grumbled to her bag of coffee grounds.
I finally finished this beautiful and sensual Tuxedo Mask... I really outdid myself with this one. *chef's kiss*