if i were to write a the way home fic would y’all read it? maybe give me a prompt?
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if i were to write a the way home fic would y’all read it? maybe give me a prompt?

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how does one write fluff and comfort
WHY ARE YOU ASKING ME THIS QUESTION
its always sad keefe sencen hours here y’all
Hi guys! I like to write fanfiction.
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It just struck me that my creative outlets in fandoms are just complete opposite vibes, like–
When I write:
Vs
When I draw:

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i’m doing this writing (and photography) workshop and we actually have to write and take photos and connect the two and i’m laughing because i write fanfic and these people want me to write something deep and from the heart
I SEE THOSE TAGS yesssss write ittttt
"you tortured my brother. Left bruises and scars across his skin like constellations."
"Yes," the word was barely a sigh between his teeth, but Pidge heard.
"You took his pain, he felt none of the nightmares inflicted, did your best to keep him safe and sane, even at Haggars wrath,"
He nodded, one dip of his chin and focused on the girls left shoulder, anything better than her face. Her hand coming up had him flinching, ready for a Bayard aimed between his eyes. Instead she just took off her glasses, wiping them on the edge of her jacket.
"One of these days I'm going to make up my mind wether I hate you or not."
Pidge moved to his side, ignoring how Lance tensed up, ready for punishment. The girl flopped down, leaning into his side and offering warmth as they kept watch over Keith's pod.
You guys would
h a t e
me if i could animate