#kit writes too much

[kitweewoos]

WIP Weekend

Starting right now, I'm asking y'all to help me work on my Original Fiction WIPs specifically.

“pats”- friends to lovers, bisexual fat main, lesbian love interest, new adult

“lightning boy” - chosen one twist, queer siblings, bi/aro main character

“magic boys” - brothers, magical realism, queer main character, queer love story, mystery

“superhero” - enemies to lovers, superheros and villains, queer love story

“reignite” - magical realism, queer love story, back from the dead & necromancer

“bloom” - fake dating, queer love story, college setting

“hot vampire” - bi4bi fat main characters, supernatural romance

send me a 🎁 and a WIP Code Name and I’ll write five sentences of what I’m working on and share one

#wip ask #wip weekend #original wip #original fiction #kit writes too much #please please please #pick one any one even if it doesn't sound interesting #i just need some help

[tennessoui]

kit's january ko-fi fic: Anakitty AU

ugh i am so excited to be posting this on my kofi, i had such a blast writing this that i literally wrote 3k yesterday for it and 3k today in like. 3 hours. she's the definition of a silly little au becoming a fic!!

in this fic/au, anakin becomes a cat; meanwhile, obi-wan just happens to find a cat outside his doors that he decides to take in to care for, as he's a lonely old man now that his padawan has left the nest. good thing this cat is really affectionate and just melts when obi-wan gives it pets!

meanwhile anakin thinks it's a pretty sweet deal to be a cat forever if it means he has obi-wan's affection and attention and love and attention and pets and attention and, etc etc

here's a little snippet!:

“So you haven’t heard from Anakin in a few days,” Obi-Wan says carefully, brushing each slightly curly strand of the cat’s fur flat as he examines his grand padawan. “Are you worried about him?” Obi-Wan hasn’t heard from Anakin lately either, but the boy has been pulling slowly and carefully away from him for ages. For the most part, Obi-Wan has stopped reaching out, and their virtual communications have dried up. “Not anymore,” Ahsoka says, picking up her tea with an angry look at the cat. “How long has it been since he’s been like thi—I mean, since you last heard from him?” “Well, I couldn’t quite say!” Eleven days. “Though, if I’m being honest, the Council is close to drawing him up on charges for abandoning his troops without leave to take a holiday. I’m sure he will slip back into the Temple sooner or later.” “Wow!” Ahsoka’s voice is pitched much too loud and much too pointed to be natural. “Did you hear that, Anakin? You’re going to be tried for abandoning your troops if you don’t tell the Council you’re experiencing a bit of a setback soon!” The cat rolls onto its back with a loud purr, paws folded upward to allow Obi-Wan the maximum of tummy to scratch. Obi-Wan, knowing it's his due, scratches its tummy obligingly.

as a reminder for how these kofi fics work: i've uploaded the google document link into my gallery on ko-fi. to view the image and get the link that's in the image description, you have to be a monthly subscriber. it's $4 a month, and once you become a subscriber, you can read the 5 other ficlets i've uploaded! if you want to donate to get access, make sure the donation bar is set to "monthly" instead of "one time".

#kit's kofi #obikin #anakitty au #the au post that this is written from is linked at the top of the google doc too!! #and there's an ask linked that has a picture of anakitty #pulled unashamedly from google images #also i think it's been far too long since i explicity said but i appreciate the support so so so much #im really glad and thankful for any subscriber i get for this and always try to make the fics i write for kofi #be at least on par with the level of writing i post to ao3 #which is a step above fics i post on tumblr #you guys got me through grad school apps and. that's just amazing so thank you!! #i hope you enjoy anakitty!!

[ninety-two-bees]

maybe not my best piece of writing but i wrote something today and i’m proud of myself for that anyway

i cannot wait to get to share this fic with you guys <3

#fic: yet broken still you breathe #i’ve spoiled too much of it now to keep calling it a secret #marauders #marauders fic #marauders fanfiction #jegulus #regulus black #james potter #ao3 writer #kit's writing snippets

[socially-awkward-skeleton]

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#ranting in the tags like a big whiny baby #reminder to myself never to cross post a story to tumblr again #getting interaction from only one person on a fic is a big oof (don't get me wrong tho I absolutely eat that interaction up) #and i hate having to tag people to have anyone see it because then I feel like i'm forcing them to read and i dont want to do that either #writing a 70k word fic over the course of 6 months and not having the fandom interact with it at all because its not x reader hurts too #the lack of interaction is a big ouchie to the pride #makes me feel like i'm stuck being a one trick pony with kit if i want anyone to be interested in my stuff #but then i also cant just write smut all day either #writing for my self just isn't all that much fun right now. I love my story but I want others to love it too. #gotta suck it up and keep on keeping on. at least AO3 readers got my back

[aroace-cat-lady]

I have no idea why Kit is always so straight forward about his feelings and thoughts in fics. Like. Dude. Have you seen this guy.

#'he said ily to Ty in qoaad' he was literally trying to stop him from performing black magic to raise the dead #AND THEN HE FLEW TO ANOTHER CONTINENT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT TO AVOID ONE SERIOUS CONVERSATION #in sobh julian says kit acted perfectly fine for hours #and then apologized to him cuz the whole time he was 'perfectly fine' he was thinking jules hated him #he just thinks hes too much of a charge to talk about his feelings c'mon #the one time he did it was writing to jace he was tired of being a child and that he was gonna be tougher and stronger #ay mi vido 😭

[sennamybeloved]

belated day 23 for @kits-ships selfshipvember, following the prompt dancing together :)

Under the vast canopy of the night sky, two she-beasts play amongst the forest. Omikayalan was draped in a peaceful quietude before they disrupted it, charging through the lush undergrowth, kicking up dirt and leaves each time their paws touch the ground. Twin laughter echoes through the trees, following them wherever they run.

How such a foolish game of cat-and-mouse began eludes them both, but at some point, Ahri ran, and Seren gave chase. They followed each other in relentless pursuit, giggling and squealing like children—until Ahri's leg snagged on a tangle of vines. They stopped her dead in her tracks, and she fell flat onto the dirt in front of her.

A sharp hiss escapes Seren's clenched jaw, drowned out by the pained, fox-like yelp that Ahri makes in tandem. Before either of them can process it, Seren is at Ahri's side, kneeling down beside her and speaking to her gently. "Are you okay?"

The most comforting aspect of Seren's abilities is that she can immediately tell that Ahri is just fine; distress does not waft from her like tendrils of smoke, so, it is unlike that she is in much pain at all. Still, she meets her lover's concern with a whine, ears pressed low against each side of her skull. "That hurt," she complains.

"I bet," Seren says, placing gentle hands atop Ahri's back and shoulders, helping her into a kneeling position. "Maybe watch where you're going next time."

The fox lets out an annoyed huff, shrugging Seren's hands off and averting her flaxen gaze, tails shifting to curl around her frame protectively.

She's not hurt, Seren recognizes, but she'd like me to treat her like she is.

Recognizing that this is perhaps not the time to tease her about being a brat, Seren tuts softly and forces herself back into Ahri's proximity, wrapping her arms around her and pulling her in close. "D'aw, poor foxy," she coos. "Are you okay? Do you need to go back to the temple?"

Ahri tries to suppress the bemused smile that creeps onto her lips, but fails. "Maybe," she giggles softly, carefully shifting so that she's looking Seren in the eye. Her expression is nothing short of mischievous.

"Uhuh," Seren's tone is deadpan, but she cannot bite back the grin that tugs at her face. "Well, then, stand up. Let's get moving."

Seren attempts to help Ahri to her feet, hands planted firmly on her body, providing anchorage where she can. Ahri follows, albeit slowly, limbs weak like a fawn's. So, Seren tosses in a final remark: "Or, do you perhaps need me to carry you?"

Ahri laughs outright at that. "You couldn't," she says, finally hoisting herself to her feet. "You're too frail."

Seren scoffs, feinging offense. "I am not! I'm just..." She trails off, finding she has no defense for that.

"Mhm?" Ahri hums. She tips her head to the side curiously, an impish smile creeping its way into rose-colored lips. She's beautiful, frustratingly so. Seren wants to kiss her.

"Shut up," is all she manages instead, voice lightly cracking over each syllable. Ahri's smile then becomes a sharp-toothed grin, the likes of which Seren admires for as long as she's allowed until their lips are crashing together, parting in a series of soft, sweet kisses, initiated by the she-fox herself.

Hands fist into each other's clothes, bodies pressed flush, breaths mingling in the frost-kissed air. It is in the warmth of each other's embrace that they lose themselves. With no anchors—nothing to sit, lay, or lean on—they struggle to keep their footing, constantly swaying and stumbling together. It is that uncoordinated bumbling that soon begins to resemble a dance. It is flawed and graceless, at least initially, but it is, most certainly, a dance.

Seren was never much of a dancer. However, Ahri is and always has been. She is a romantic and sentimental creature, and to win her adoration, she needs to be impressed. So she was forced to catch on quick. Now, she is capable of leading them in a romantic waltz under sterling moonlight.

Ahri surrenders herself to her lover's tender hold. One lithe arm snakes around Seren's waist, whilst her free hand forces its way into Seren's adjacent palm. Small, foxish face burrows into the crook of Seren's neck, who smiles—her free arm is now wrapped around Ahri, holding her close as he sways them both back and forth.

"You're such a sweetheart," Seren mutters after a while, almost entirely against her own will. It's just a simple fact, one that must be stated over, and over, and over again. "You know that?"

She feels Ahri smile against the skin of her shoulder. "Mm, I'm not sure that I do." Suddenly, she's pushing off Seren, lifting her gaze to look her in the eye. "Tell me again."

Seren can't help but snicker. All the love in the world wouldn't be able to satisfy her. To most, that is an abhorrent quality, one that is inherently linked to greed and gluttony. That may, in fact, be the case, but Seren doesn't mind.

"You're a sweetheart," she repeats, suddenly peppering her lover's face in tender kisses. "A darling, a dear, the sweetest, sweetest little fox I know..." It's accompanied by a litany of other compliments, that all disappear into the night.

#i dont think i like this very much #maybe its okay and ive just reread it too many times #idk #【 🦊 】 ✦ * · ˚ — a wild woman is a relationship with nature │ r: ahri . #✦ * · ˚ — self insert: seren / ionia au . #lotus writes #kits selfshipvember #self ship community #oc x canon #f/o community #selfships

[swashbucklery]

kit and jade as jocks who ALSO have intense opinions about best gardening practices

oh

kit and jade as competing farmers. jade as a local nonprofit farmer and kit as the heir to a big ag company who does not agree with what they are doing but feels helpless to stop their merger with another big ag until she meets a VERY angry farmer at a public hearing.

as;dlfj;akfsd okay LOOK because I am slowly toying with the bones of another AU that tackles post-canon without a threesome, if I can bring myself to do it. But one of the definitely-not-short-enough-to-write-in-two-weeks concepts I had spun around was like. Not Jade joining the legion or Jade going back to the Wildwood but a secret third thing where Jade ends up getting the kind of knighted where suddenly she has to manage some kind of feudal agriculture smallholding and gets distracted dismantling the patriarchy.

(I don't think it works fully, because the instant Jade is given an estate I think she'd just give it away and start a commune? But I did think tenderly about Jade with her sleeves rolled up, clearing away the overgrown hedges of a long-dormant stately home because she was too stubborn to hire a gardener, and it warmed me deep in my soul.)

#the real problem here is that tumblr user badlance is too good at writing jade #and whenever i try to write tight jade perspective i'm like i should just go back and read if little by little you keep loving me #but i do enjoy the idea of kit going for a ride because she's been trapped in five hours of meetings #and she's either ditching the afternoon or getting in a fistfight #only to see jade sun-warmed swearing at brambles #and just going kind of melty for secret domestic reasons #as well as much less secret arms reasons #tanthamore #tagfic #willow: medium powerful magic once adjusted for inflation

[chronal-anomaly]

I love her sm,,,

#aka i just played her for the first time tonight and i had so much fun #guess im a support main now bc her kit is so good #honestly i love her as a character too and if i believed i could do her justice and run two blogs i absolutely would #but both of those are iffy and she deserves more #( ooc. ) #sorry no writing again #i wont have cell service all week but i am gonna try to get some writing done and post when i get back

[bonefall]

Which Clan‘s family tree/genetic diversity is the worst? Which is the best?

Shadowclan is a fucking pretzel. It's so bad I wasn't able to save it. I was able to fix ThunderClan with some sacrifices, but ShadowClan is utterly, completely fucked.

Even before making any fixes, I had to map out the tree for Modern ShadowClan and Yellowfang's Secret. It's obscene. The tree from Yellowfang's Secret is DEAD, which created a grotesque genetic bottleneck.

There's 21 active warriors in modern ShadowClan and 11 of them are directly tied to Snowbird.

Sunbeam does not HAVE any male options she could possibly have non-inbred kittens with except Blazefire OR HER MENTOR, OR her mentor's brother.

It's bad. It's bad bad bad bad.

The best tree genetically is WindClan... but that's not a compliment either. It's full of 'orphan warriors' with unknown parents who came out of nowhere; and ALL of those orphan warriors are male.

Shellfur took the ONE clean molly out of WindClan for himself.

But... anyway... to fix the WindClan family tree, you just need change the parents of Onestar OR Ashfoot. You can even eliminate ALL instances of inbreeding by also changing the parents of Deadfoot or Sorrelshine. Very, very easy tree to fix.

#In order of WORST to BEST is; ShadowClan ThunderClan RiverClan SkyClan WindClan #Family tree #warrior cats family tree #It's sad that the writers don't have One Guy to track the tree #it really wouldn't be hard to just. have a set of rules like I do and check to make sure you're not saturating the tree with one family #75% of all tree problems come down to one character having too many reproductive kits of their own #If they JUST limited TWO kits per couple going on to have kits of their own it would be so much better #But instead they tend to have families like SnowScorch or LionCinder decimate the gene pool once per generation #And even when they DONT like with WindClan or SkyClan they seem to go out of their way to put cousins together?? #It's gross. I don't like it. #They also have a penchant for deciding that the cleanest possible characters just don't want kits. That's happened thrice in ThunderClan. #Twigbranch Mousefur Mousewhisker #And like I respect the characters for not wanting kits of course BUT #As a writing choice? It's very frustrating that it's ALWAYS the ones that aren't inbred.

[neptunite-stars]

i need to be stopped

#delete later #rambles #neppy's game talk #anyway ive got the cute lil chibi icons for like 5 characters now :D #aoryugrhgrhrghgr i wanan see whats in this fandom so badly.. but also im scared im gonna see some rly bad takes #but also theres like two sides to this game. the story/art and the gameplay.. im more of a story type guy but idm learning new kits i could #build :O but also like. theres this thing i have where i specifically dont wanna get into a fandom / read fics for a fandom/ship bc i fear #that theres gonna be bad takes and people are writing characters dynamics wrong and reducing characters to one single trait etc etc #to which i find that canon (and the ideas in my head) are good enough for me < this has happened with so many things #to name a few: tri.gun; gomens; hades.game; link.click and a couple of others #i just think Thinking About Them is better than diving deep into the fandom ykno. however this is not true for en.stars because there is #both not enough and way too much to read! anyway ill stop ranting in the tags lmao

[kitweewoos]

Me, holding up my 10k+ porn fic: I maked this!!!

#life with kit #kit writes too much #listen.... i started this before kinkley but I do still enjoy the ship outside of the bobs

[tennessoui]

look............it was gonna be time and tide and i PROMISE i started working on that too this weekend, but somehow.....they wanted therapy

#my fics #couples counseling au #obikin #also how dare you take me at face value thats too much trust im a scamp #jk i really tried for t&t #this just came out instead #and then i was editing this for ao3 and i was like is this the last thing i'll write when im 24 and we had a bit of a panic #its ok i think i'll write something else before friday #this isnt at all relevant btw #i just had to do character reflection for this fic and the morphed into kit reflection #but also i feel like i have no idea what the main plot of ths fic is gonna be #which means there cant be any spoilers or anything so feel free to ask questions or yell at me #i did do some pretty flagrant parallels/set up between an idala and obikin in this chapteer #but its anakins headspace hes a bit oblivious my poor boy

[coldercreation]

I was once told to let the characters write the story, so maybe see where Kit takes you?

Yess, sound advice! I'll try to relax a bit more about it and see where it goes<3

(It's Kit, we all know where it's gonna go lmao)

#I actually realised writing this latest one that this is often my issue with Kit's pov #dude just has a pure focus for his boys #he does have his internal struggles and dialogue and all that #but it's with him that I really need to focus on bringing the attention back to what HE is experiencing #instead of what he's noticing about others #how strange??? #It's not a conscious choice from me it just happens #it does fit his character #but sometimes I just want to deep dive into Kit's brain and poke about there #but this lad just wants to yap about his pretty mates lmao #maybe one of the reasons why I've been a bit stuck with sad!kitty snippet too #He doesn't want to tell us his secrets!!! #Bihhh I'm onto you now >:o #hahah #anyways #thank you for the message anonnnn #appreciate it very much<3

[fabeong]

3 - Darker Possibilities

The third quick-fic of my beloved “Elite Trio” and yes, it’s about time we had a dark side AU.... 

obi-wan I’m so sorry

Words: 952

Characters: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Agen Kolar, Saesee Tiin, Kit Fisto

Warnings: It’s generally a bit dark but none specific

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Obi-Wan Kenobi shifted in the chair, tugging his wrists again at the metal bindings that cuffed him to the icy metal seat. No use. He couldn’t strain too much against the bonds either, his chest throbbed with pain where he had been dealt a savage kick from one opponent that had sent him flying into a wall. The last thing he could remember was laughter, deep and cackling and downright terrifying, or maybe he had been hallucinating by that point. Looking around him, Obi-Wan began to reach out with the Force into the shadows, trying to locate anything-

“Enough!!”

A fist struck the Jedi across the face, hard, and Obi-Wan looked up from it, his cheek burning, to find a pair of amber eyes burning into his own. It was a dark-skinned Zabrak, his lips curled into a snarl and his fists with bloodied knuckles clenched. His long hair hung around his face, curtaining his visage and casting further shadows across it that was only pierced by the smouldering of his eyes as they practically blazed with fury. He spoke- or rather, snarled- again, “Answer me, Jedi! What were you doing in the Outer Rim?”

“It was a-a reconnaissance mission.” Obi-Wan groaned. “I was ordered by the Grand Master-”

“Lies.” 

The voice came from the shadows behind the Zabrak, who did not turn. Obi-Wan stared into the gloom, and from it emerged a second figure, hooded and walking with slow yet steady steps. “Lies.” His voice was softer. Yet when the hood was lowered and Obi-Wan found himself staring at an Iktochi with horns sharpened to deadly precision, claws on his hands that were poised to tear skin, and eyes that held the fiercest flames, the Jedi felt the pit of his stomach drop. The voice was not so soft anymore. It hissed like a viper in a poisonous well. “Liar!”

“Liar!” With a roar the Zabrak echoed his companion and stepped forward, his fist raised to strike; Obi-Wan braced himself for the impact- that didn’t come. Opening his eyes, Obi-Wan saw the Iktochi had merely raised a clawed finger to restrain the Zabrak, and now he stepped forward. The Jedi couldn’t help pressing himself further back in his chair as the Iktochi crouched in front of him, so close Obi-Wan could smell what he hoped was not rotting meat, and stared dead into his eyes.

Oh no, Obi-Wan thought, his eyes flicking to the knifelike horns and remembering everything he had been taught about Iktotchi capabilities. Desperately, he tried to re-enforce his mental barriers, tried to call on the Force. But even as those amber eyes burned it felt like ice was pricking Obi-Wan’s pupils then encroaching further, freezing over his defences and sinking deeper and deeper into his thoughts, handling and discarding them like shards of glass flung back into the Jedi’s mind that stabbed and bled and-

“So.” The Iktochi straightened up and Obi-Wan slumped forward, gasping for breath he hadn’t realised he’d been holding. “You came here to find…” the fiery eyes narrowed. “Us.”

A growl sounded from the Zabrak’s throat and his fists clenched once again, muscles rippling under the dark tunic he wore.

“Well he’s found us.” He growled. “And he will not live to tell the rest of them!”

“Patience, my friend.” The Iktochi’s voice reminded Obi-Wan of snakes once again. The amber eyes of the horned being now flicked upwards, to somewhere above the Jedi’s chair. “I said patience.”

A blade of plasma materialised into the air barely centimetres from Obi-Wan’s face. Choking, he tried to press away, but he couldn’t and the lightsaber was so close there was a hiss as the hairs of his beard began to smoulder and singe with the proximity. One shift and he would be dead.

“Must I? Really?” 

This new voice broke off- into laughter. It had been no hallucination then, cruel and low the peals of laughter right in the Jedi’s ear began to bounce off the walls until the room rang with it. Obi-Wan could not turn his head, but he couldn’t help but jolt when something long and thin slid over his shoulder and pressed almost too gently at his forehead. Another thing slithered and rested on his cheek. “Oh I see!” The newcomer crowed gleefully, “Master Jedi is scared!”

The lightsaber moved, now no longer threatening to slit his throat it was instead pointed right at his face, and the third figure now moved into Obi-Wan’s peripheral vision. He suppressed a shudder as the tentacles dropped from around his face. For that’s what they were; the Nautolan wore his head-tentacles unbound and they practically writhed freely around his head, twitching and gliding as they sensed every change in the Jedi’s body. His teeth were pointed and sharp, visible because his mouth was stretched in a gleeful, ecstatic smile, made no less horrifying by his eyes. The Nautolan’s eyes were not amber. They were black, so very dark and hollow that Obi-Wan felt he was looking right through his head to the shadows behind him.

“You’re scared of us.” The Iktochi nodded in satisfaction.

“And so he should be.” The Zabrak’s expression had changed and his voice was softer. Where the snarl had been there now only rested a leer, vicious and promising of nothing pleasant to come. The Nautolan was smiling wider too, baring his razor-sharp teeth, giggling slightly, and his lightsaber moved, swinging casually far too close to Obi-Wan’s skin for comfort. The Iktochi only tilted his head, and he flexed his clawed hands, flaming eyes boring into the Jedi’s skull.

“And so he should be…”

Obi-Wan could not supress the shudder that ran down his spine as the trio stepped closer. He had a very bad feeling about this.

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#oooh they evil now #honestly i had way too much fun imagining the potential of these three as dark-siders #star wars #prequel era #prequel trilogy #revenge of the sith #saesee tiin #kit fisto #agen kolar #sith #star wars fanfiction #again this was written in like 2017 my writing has improved so much since then i promise #obi-wan kenobi

[kitsunabi]

Good news! the fic is probably not as angsty as the last one!

Bad news: why did I go for a horror vibe instead

#living la vida valerie #I told myself ahhhh it was just the first part and then I realized that the entire fic is held together #by a creature that is the literal stuff of nightmares when it comes to personal agency #well.... at least it's almost canon compliant? #maybe i can tone it down a bit.... ugh write first worry about being too much later #i need to speak with the kit from january we need to talk about how this goal of writing is manifesting #i leave home tuesdays for work out of town i might have to write in notes again... i'll try to get as much possible down in the meantime #the renfeng/renheng brainrot is real

[samssims]

Get to Know ~

Thank you @simgerale i love u Miranda! <3

last song: I rewatched the Inside Outtakes (by Bo Burnham) so all of Inside is stuck in my head

last tv show: I just finished binging First Kill. It was great!

currently watching/listening to: My roommate has The Great North on tv rn. 

currently reading: My goal is to read only pride books this month and I have been having so much fun with it. I am currently reading A Lady for A Duke by Alexis Hall and I am absolutely loving it.

current obsession/hyperfixation: My bookstagram! I have been unable to think about anything else other than the books I have been reading. My bookstagram is my happy place :)

I tag anyone who would like to do this! Consider yourself tagged!

#Sam Speaks #nonsims #tag game #thanks kit for reminding me to do this #also i haven't been on here much because I have been reading so much #and writing too #gotta get to work on that novel sometime #anyway thanks for checking in