Comfort food: wherever life may take you, you always circle back to this OTP when you need something familiar and comforting.
All-you-can-eat buffet: tons of food of varying quality, but you won’t leave this restaurant until you’ve tried every. Single. Dish.
Favorite takeaway: the OTP on your speed-dial. It’s not the most sustaining, but it’s quick, tasty and guaranteed to deliver what you want.
Ice cream tub: you only wanted a few spoonfuls but now you can’t stop. You’ll gorge yourself on this OTP until you’re sick of it.
Sushi: you do like this OTP, but you’re very picky about it. Only selected authors meet your quality standards.
Peanut butter and pickle sandwich: it sounds nasty and gross, and people pull weird faces when you mention it. But you absolutely dig it.
Protein bar: It may not be the funniest OTP, but in times of need it gives you compact sustenance and helps you get better.
Grandma’s secret recipe: everyone thinks they can cook it, but there’s only that one special author you trust with this OTP. All the others just make it wrong!..
Homemade sandwich: it may not be the best executed dish, but since there’s no one out there willing to cook with those very specific ingredients you just had to take the matters in your own hands.
Sousuke keeps his eyes closed even when the memories are tucked away again. If he opens his eyes now, he’ll only search for a sector of sky that isn’t visible from here, for the bright pinpoint he’s from, the one he means to return to one day; the one where Makoto is, breathing in air that may or may not be warm, on a patch of planet where it may or may not be night.
Fanfiction isn’t written for you, it’s shared with you.
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As a fanfiction writer, it’s taken me a long time to come to this realization, and ever since I have, I’ve been so much happier with my views of my work and my self-esteem. The person my fanfiction is written for is ME. When other people enjoy it, that’s wonderful and it makes me happy, but I shouldn’t beat myself up if people don’t. It’s not for them. It’s for me.
YES! Every once in a while, I’ll be like, “Ugh, this is such wish fulfillment garbage for MYSELF, what worthless trash.” And then I’m like, “Wait, no, that’s why I’m writing it.” If other people don’t like it? meh.
soumako central 