#xani-writes

• My creative process doesn't work like that.

I'm already juggling multiple storylines and characters in my head at all times. I don't write from blueprints—I write from sparks. Give me one sentence, one emotion, one moment—and I'll build a world around it. But I don't write based on outlines someone else gives me. Not because I don't appreciate the idea, but because that kind of story no longer feels like mine.

• I change things. Like… a lot.

If you give me a premise, I will twist it, flip it, and transform it until it's something else entirely. A perfect example is Godly Things. It started with a single line: "What if Apollo accidentally created his own self-fulfilling prophecy?" That was it. One idea. And now? It's evolved into a multi-layered, myth-based epic with politics, trauma, romance, and divine war. That's just how I create.

• There's a line between inspiration and expectation.

Sharing a cool headcanon or what-if scenario is fun. But sending full plots, expecting me to stay true to them, and asking for credit crosses into a territory that makes writing feel pressured—not joyful.

So let me make this clear for everyone:

I am not accepting book-length ideas or co-writing pitches.

One-shots, moodboards, or "what if..." suggestion?

Sure. That's fun.

But I will never write someone else's full story.

Please don't take this personally—it's not a jab at anyone. It's about protecting my creative energy and making sure the stories I tell feel true to me.

Thanks for understanding, and for always supporting the wild ideas that do come to life.

— Xani

EDIT [05/12/2025]:

I posted in ch.55 a/n but imma paste it here as well. but like i said above, in the PSA:

I promise, I didn't just wake up one day and write Godly Things fully formed. my first works on here were… HORRIBLE AS FUCK!! lololo:

(info before reading: this was a fic I made at 12 💀 after reading James Patterson 'Maximum Ride' series, it was named 'Windless' and since I was also obsessed with BTS at the time it/this was a fem!reader x Jungkook with hints of various)

Blurb:

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"Code red!"

"Code red!"

"Subject S-04 has escaped the premisses!!" A robotic voice says over the intercom, causing you to cover your ears due to the loudness.

"I repeat, subject S-04 has escaped the premisses!!" The voice screeches on the intercom.

Your heart thumps against your chest as you run down the white hallway.

Everywhere you turn, it seemed as if you started right back at step one. Each hallway identical to the last, with red alarms blazing above you.

"Get her! She couldn't have gone far!!!"

Hearing this, you push yourself father than you've ever did before.

You stop, pushing yourself against the wall as soon as you meet a dead end. Panic fills your entire being at the thought of getting caught.

Your heart races as the sound of thundering footsteps comes closer. Having no where to turn, you fall down onto your knees in a surrendering position, ready to give yourself up without a fight.

"Come on [Y/N]! Let's go!" A voice screams out, roughly grabbing you by the shoulder.

A breath of relief tumbles pass your trembling lips when your eyes land on your captor.

"Taehyung," You nearly cry out, so happy that he made it out safely.

His hard eyes soften just a little bit once it lands on you.

"Come on [Y/N] we don't have time to waste, we have to meet the others at the spot." He says, quickly pushing you up a flight of steps as the sounds of yells and gunshots fill the air.

Just as you turn around the corner, Taehyung nearly misses getting hit by an array of bullets.

"There's two of them on the twelfth floor! They're trying to get to the rooftop! Block off all possible exits!" One of the soldiers radio as soon as the both of you come into view.

"Roger that." A grumbled voice replies through the walkie talkies.

You shiver as a dangerously low growl pass through Taehyung's lips.

Your eyes grow large as his usually light brown, doe ones begins turning pitch black.

In a flash, he un-arms the group of soldiers, killing them execution style with their own weapons, without a single remorse.

"All exits closed. Backup is being sent to the twelfth floor to detain fugitives." A disoriented voice crackles out through the device on one of the soldier's body.

The heavy footsteps of Army boots echoes against the walls the longer the both if you stay in place.

"Let's go." Taehyung spits out, walking through the pile of dead bodies as if they were nothing.

The two of you continue your journey towards the rooftop. Just as you reach the door, a series of loaded guns stops you in your tracks.

"Put your hands on top of your head, and freeze." A soldiers orders, surrounding the both of you in red dots.

Shaking, you do exactly as they say, only to tense up once you notice Taehyung not.

"I said get on your knees with your hands behind your head." The soldier spits out, fed up with Taehyung's resistance.

"I'm not about to do shit." Taehyung lazily says, as if he didn't have multiple guns pointed at him all at once.

"If you don't do what I have ordered in the next ten minutes, you will be shot." The soldier yells, spit flying out of his mouth, angry at Taehyung's resistance.

When Taehyung refuses to do what was told one of the men shots a stray bullet your way, scarily missing your head. A whimper falls from your lips as it skims past your ear, grazing it.

"I said drop onto your motherfucking knees, or your friend gets one right through her fucking head." The soldier yells out, sure enough moving the laser right between your eyebrows, directly on your forehead.

A low, inaudible growl pass between Taehyung's lips.

Taehyung slowly moves and drops onto his knees, hands behind his head

"When I say go, I need you to go through the window that's to the left of the guards." Taehyung mumbles to you underneath your breath.

Wide-eyed, you look over only to see that there was indeed a window.

"B-but what about you?" You ask him, tears beginning to cloud your vision.

"Don't worry about me [Y/N]. My only priority is getting you out of here and to Jungkook in one piece." Taehyung mumbles out as the soldiers creep closer and closer.

"Now when the time comes. You need to do exactly what I told you [Y/N]. Do you understand?" Taehyung asks, his eyes turning pitch black once again.

You fail to answer, wanting nothing more then to just jump into his arms and never let go.

"Do you understand?" Taehyung growls out when he doesn't receive and answer.

"Y-yes." You say bowing your head in defeat.

"Good." And that was all he said before all hell broke lose.

As soon as the first guards came close enough to reach you, Taehyung breaks his neck in seconds. The rest of the guards still in shock, not expecting it to happen.

"[Y/N]! Run!" Taehyung screams, breaking the trance everyone was in. A second later, bullets fly everywhere as you bound towards the window.

Just as you bust through the glass, you take one more look behind you, and your heart nearly leaps out of your chest when you do.

Taehyung fighting off the throng of soldiers that's surrounding him. One stab him in the shoulder with a silver knife, but he rips out his throat with his bear-hands as if he was nothing.

Taehyung makes eye-contact with you for a split second, making it his downfall. Taehyung eyes widen once he realized his mistake of getting off track, but it's too late because a solider behind him stabs him in the neck with a needle.

A tear fall down your face as he stumbles around, unable to fight off the remaining soldiers tackling him to the ground. Shots ring out just as you throw yourself through the glass window.

You shelter your face. For a moment you feel at peace as your body falls down towards Earth.

Your wide, black wings rip out from beneath your back just as you're about to hit concrete ground, lifting you up into the air.

With a small smile on your face, you welcome them back as the wind whizzes through your wings, ruffling up your feathers in a way that brings comfort.

You fly into the night sky, the only thing on your mind is reaching Jungkook and the rest of your family.