#kefishots

oki everyone🍨requests are officially open again! i know, i know… i closed them forever (august last year, iirc). now i read too much, my grammar is still wonky, and my prose drags like rent is due, but please, come in, share your ideas, enlighten me.

i especially want to write more jjk (ahem— Nanami, Yuta, Satoru bc I'm only well versed in their character) and twst is always welcome~ bring your chaos, your fluff, your tragedy, your whatever you’ve got.

hi hi hello again~ my darling readers! I’m Kefi🍨 the human responsible for those fics that make you laugh, cry, or question your life choices through the fics🌀 recently, my writing has gotten a huge surge of loves🩷

so i figured i’d grace you all with an about me post (jk fufufu) consider this your official backstage pass 🎟️ into the weird little brain 🧠 that dreams up all that chaos. thanks for reading my humble (but secretly diabolical) scribbles — i appreciate every single one of you, even the ones who just skim and read silently.

remember to have a warm happy meal,

— Kefi🍨

Kefishots #8

I used to love keeping my books clean and tidy ever since I was a child. Books were expensive, and I learned to care for them dearly — even a small dent on a page would upset me back then. But as I grew older, I realized… these books are truly mine. They’re the only things that bear my name, and it’s perfectly fine if they show signs of being loved.

Annotating and making my books “messy” was difficult at first — old habits die hard — but as I read, I always have so many thoughts and questions swirling in my mind. So I thought, why not? It’s my book, bought with my own coins, and I can write whatever I wish upon its pages. (don't do this to library book tho!)

So here’s a glimpse into my thought process, written along the margins while reading crime and punishment. Please excuse the old handwriting — I simply love revisiting these notes and seeing how I once analyzed and felt about the story. It’s not aesthetic, nor clean or tidy; it’s messy, but filled with what I thought was precious in the moment I wrote it down.

I’m in no way formally educated in literature, but annotating like this makes me genuinely happy.

Kefishots #7

OKAY SO YESTERDAY i entered the 24/7 supermarket as a man, but left as a thesis on human longing.

it was 9 p.m., the lights were this soft gold — the kind that makes the world look gentler than it really is. it had just rained, and the air smelled like something forgiving. they were playing yung kai – blue, and i swear the universe was staging a scene just to mock me.

there were so many kinds of souls in that place — the tired, the tender, the ones pretending not to be lonely while comparing cereal prices. i stood there holding cheap cereal and discounted snacks like they were divine revelation and thought, yes. this is where Vil Schoenheit would suffer beautifully.

anyway, a new fic Vil Schoenheit x GN! reader is already up! born from fluorescent light, light rain, and the absurd realization that even under capitalism’s cruel glow, beauty still insists on existing — sometimes in the spice aisle.

Hey hey~ just a little update! 🌸

I recently got a request for Overblot Cast x GN!Reader where the OB boys catch hanahaki disease (you know, the whole coughing-up-flowers-because-of-unrequited-love situation). At first, I planned to write it in headcanon or short drabble format… but then I remembered how much I love existential yearning and dramatic inner monologues. Sooo… it’s turning into a series of separate one-shots now✨

I did close my requests yesterday to focus on this idea (don’t worry, I’m still working on the older and new ones in my inbox!). It’s my first time writing hanahaki-themed stuff, and I’m very excited to pour in all the slow-burn feelings and emotional spirals~ fufufu🌀

Minor spoiler: yes, they do confess to the reader… eventually. In their own way. With varying levels of emotional damage.

one of my old draft of my fics~ i always scribble my thoughts down first before typing because my brain is feral on paper~ just dumping it here✨ working on reqs now, will push out update next week💛

Kefishots 5:

TADAAAA~ I finally finished the some drafts for the Azul part… I'm cooking 🍳If the Wi-Fi gods bless me with some free internet tomorrow (currently using public wifi to post this), I’ll publish it ASAP ✨

Also today I submitted my essay and somehow survived. My lecturer was like “oh your topic is interesting!” and I’m sitting there like NERVOUS🌀

HEHEHEHEHE btw it’s “Barba non facit philosophum”: Re-evaluating the Concept of Professionalism Through the Lens of Appearance. Just casually dropping Latin spells in class like I’m some knockoff wizard.

and THEN she asked what I do for fun because my writing is well ✨good✨… so I said I write stories sometimes.

Her: “Oh, like Wattpad?”

Me: glitching in real time noises 😭 “uhhh no… Tumblr and AO3.”

AND SHE ASKED FOR MY USERNAME. Bestie… my soul left my body. No thank you. That’s classified intel.

I apologize for the very messy handwriting—my hand is trying to catch up with the chaos in my brain🌀 Currently finishing up drafting ideas for the last part of the Hanahaki series. Since it’s Azul’s part—my beloved chaos child—I absolutely cannot skip this, even if life is currently auditioning for a horror movie and this week might be its grand finale🗣️

Also, I’m trying to figure out how to balance Azul’s stubborn denial while also making him actually feel like a person who’s quietly losing at feelings but refuses to admit it, gotta make it more impactful hopefully this will go well once I finished editing the drafts🫧

Remember to eat warm happy meal,

— Kefi🍨