I'm not sure do you want to write it, because it's a little bit connected with wet dreams of RFA and Saeran's fic when he spies on MC's phone call, but maybe you want to write a request where RFA+V+Saeran and MC not together, but are very close, and s\o overhears how MC tells her friend about a certain nsfw fantasy about them and try to fulfill it. Btw, I love your works! You are amazing!
Wet dreams again! And with this one, the “wet dreams” trilogy is now complete! I did this one as mini-fics to celebrate, LOL (not really, I just got carried away as usual)
RFA + Saeran and V overhearing MC talking about her wet dreams with them (NSFW-ish?)
Come on, you don’t have to blush so much! You know you’re probably not the only
girl in this country that had wet dreams about Zen, right?”
but it’s different. I’m not just his
fan, I’m his friend. And he was a fucking butler, for fuck’s sake!”
You have a thing for butlers. Big news: we all do after watching Kuroshitsuji.”
“Yeah, and my mind keeps
playing a hentai version of it. With Zen! And… less wet, you know how hentais
are all wet and the censored version shows a girl being fucked by a bunch of
pixels? Yeah… my dream was nothing like that.”
“Oh… no pixels? So how…
how did it look?”
“Perfect… just like him…”
you sigh and chug the rest of your beer, watching as she laughs and says you’re
a dirty little bitch, and that’s why she loves you.
Zen feels… oddly
embarrassed. His fans have no chill in talking how handsome and sexy he is, and
how he is always in their dreams, but you’re right, you’re not just a fan, you’re
his friend. And though you never really hid you think he’s attractive, you never
told him you think he’s perfect, that his… dick… is perfect! Oh my… so much information
to deal! He was just trying to find you two in this after party with some of
his colleague actors, and here are the things he found out: hentais are all wet,
girl talk is kinda funny, girl talk makes him feel oddly shy when he happens to
be the subject of it, you think he’s perfect. He and his perfect dick serving
you in your dreams… oh, dreams are such powerful happenings, aren’t they? He
has psychic dreams once in a while… what about you?
“Hey, I finally found you
two, ladies. Ready to go home?” he tries to act casually, but he’s seeing you
on a whole different light.
“Yeah, let’s go. It’s
kinda late.” Your friend says, getting up of her chair. “Oh, but let me just
fangirl a little over that guy who played salesman #2. I’ll… meet you guys
outside.” She doesn’t even give you time to say anything and just vanish out of
“Enjoying the party,
babe?” oh… even calling you ‘babe’ feels differently now. What did he call you
in your dream? Madam?
“Yeah, it’s been great,
Zen! Thanks for letting us crash into this party, the musical was… fabulous,
you’re so talented.”
“Thanks. Here, let me
help you with your coat.”
“Oh, no need to, I’m
“Come on, it’s a pleasure
to service you.” Your eyes widen as you look away. Oh… he had no idea his
little tease would make him feel as aroused as you. “Anything else I can do for
“N-no, I’m fine. Let’s
get my friend before she ‘accidentally trips and falls into some of your
colleagues arms.” He chuckles at your attempt of brushing it out whatever wild
thoughts your mind is going through. What wouldn’t he give to hear them all?
You let your friend at
her place and then he walks you to yours. Somehow you managed to go back to your
usual, funny, bubbly self. You two stop at the door of your building.
“Thanks for the night,
“My pleasure.” He bows
before you, smirking as he sees you pressing your legs against each other. “So, what about joining me tomorrow night to help
me practice my lines? I think you’ll really like this new project.”
“Sure! I would love to!
Who will you play?”
“A butler.” He says
bluntly, trying not to laugh at your eyes blinking non-stop and your half ajar
mouth, your reaction is…ugh, perfect. “Good night, babe. Have sweet dreams.”
Your answer comes out
almost in a whisper. And as he starts walking, hearing you go inside your
building, he sighs in amusement. Your friend loves you because you’re a ‘dirty
little bitch’ and he loves you because… wait! He loves you?
“You should be ashamed of
yourself for thinking such impure thoughts about such a cinnamon roll, MC!”
“Don’t you think I don’t
know that? Ugh… he’s really cute, isn’t it?” you sigh “But you know what’s
cuter? His balls that I shamelessly sucked in that dream!” you two laugh
“Well, you’re so
altruistic even in your fantasies, aren’t you? Giving blowjobs instead of
getting eaten, I mean…”
“Well, you’ve met him,
haven’t you? He’s so shy, I think a blowjob would really make him loosen up. He
was definitely not shy in my dream, you know?”
“Bet he whined like a
“Girl, no! He was
groaning, and trust me… it was hot!”
Shit shit shit! Yoosung
should have stopped listening to this when he heard “balls”. And yet, he kept
standing there behind the bathroom door as you and your friend walked to the
hallway of the house she was throwing a little get together. He felt so special
about her inviting him, since he was one of your closest friends by now. Well,
as close as you two are now, it will never be close enough like you and her
talking about such… intimate things like you’re discussing this new color of
nail polish or… other stuff women talk about that he doesn’t really understand.
And though he appreciates it the hint of concern and desire of him loosening
up, your methods are… gahhhh! His face is all hot! Hot… like his groans in your
dream? No! What is he thinking? This is so naughty, Yoosung!
“Hey, MC…” he does his
best to not show you his embarrassment as he goes to you a little later, at
least not too much embarrassment.
“Are you okay? You look
so red… you don’t have a fever, do you?” your friend asks, trying to reach his
forehead, which makes him even redder. “Oh, poor thing! Hey, there’s a thermometer in the first aid
kit in the kitchen, why don’t you pick it? MC will help you.” He looks at you,
and… well, it would be impossible for you to get more flustered as him, but…
you looked pretty embarrassed… which made him feel a little relieved and very
“Sorry for the trouble,
MC. I… don’t really wanna feel like a burden to you or your friend.”
“Nonsense! If you’re
sick, I need to help you and make sure you’re feeling ok.” Helping him… making
him feel ok… gahhh! How come everything you say takes him immediately to the
conversation he overheard?
“See? No fever! I told
you I was fine, no need to worry! Now let’s go back to the party!” he says,
yes, he’ll definitely shake these naughty thoughts if it isn’t just the two of
“Are you sure? Or we can
just go, you know?”
“Ah, now that I was
starting to loosen up?” oops! It slips from his mouth before he even realizes.
But your shy smile is so worthy… “I mean… I
“You’re right. Let’s go.”
You turn your back on him. So he won’t see you blushing, maybe?
And he did loosen up,
making you and your friend really delighted. At the end, people were sad for seeing
you two calling it a night and he saying goodbye to walk you home.
“Did you have fun,
Yoosung?” you ask when you two stop by the door of your building.
“Yes! I gotta say, your
friends are… really handful at first, but then I got more comfortable and had
so much fun. Thanks for the night, MC!”
“Oh, I should thank you
for joining me, I know they can be really loud and… hard to deal if you’re shy
“Oh, you should know that
I’m not really that shy…” well, he is. But he needed seeing your cute flustered
smile at least one more time before he leaves.
So worth it! Loosening
up, getting less shy, making you smile… he loves how much he’s changing because
of you, he loves… you?
“Never would’ve took you
as a boob girl, MC! I was so sure you were more the ass type…”
“Girl, I thought I was,
but… her breasts are just… beautiful. I feel like a horny dude by thinking so
much of them to the point of dreaming about them, but… they are beautiful,
especially from the angle I was seeing in that dream, you know?”
“Well, they are pretty
big, I’m almost jealous…”
“I wish I was jealous, all
I can think about is how warm and smooth it must be…just like her whole skin…
and I seriously need to stop talking like a creepy guy, don’t I?”
“Well, you lose a little
bit of prudence when you get a crush that big…”
“Ugh, my crush is bigger…
bigger than her boobs…” you mutter shyly as your friend tells you’re fucking
Well, this is
embarrassing, to say the least. She knew you were slightly different when you
hang with your best friend, but this is on a whole another level, she wonders
if your friendship with her will ever get to the point of sharing such personal
thoughts. Oh… she’s not sure if she’ll ever feel like talking about her erotic
dreams… have she ever even had one? No, that one with Zen wasn’t really erotic,
oh, but she remembers waking up one night really sweaty… she doesn’t recall
much, but it was a dream about you… Oh… is talking about wet dreams a normal
thing between girlfriends? How will she ever talk about them with her closest
friends if the dream was about the closest friend? Her closest friend has been
dreaming about her, about her… boobs. Do they really look that great?
“Hi! I decided to touch
up my makeup too.” She says stepping to the bathroom of the bar that you
insisted on bringing your two best friends.
“Oh, great! Here, you can
borrow my lipstick. This bitch here will tell you to watch out for herpes, but
don’t mind her, she’s just jealous of my pursing lips.” You roll your eyes and
laugh, making them both chuckle. “I should get going, somebody needs to watch
our table, see ya girls in a minute.” She walks out of there humming loudly.
“I’m sorry, she’s just… I
hope she’s not making you embarrassed or anything…” oh, nothing is more
embarrassing than you liking her boobs. What do you like them beside their
“It’s okay, MC. I’m
having lots of fun!”
“Oh, I know the name of
this fun, it’s marguerita, right?” you two laugh as look at the mirror,
adjusting yourselves. “Ugh, I’m so tipsy I think I’ll smudge this lipstick
before I even put it on.”
“Oh, let me help you.” She
promptly goes to you, holding your shoulders for you to face her. So close…
like you were in that dream of hers. Yes, her boobs are pretty big, aren’t
they? You’re not that close and they are almost touching yours, yep, you
noticed that too as you quickly glanced down and cleared your throat, facing
“You know what? It’s… it’s
fine. I mean, I’ll drink more, so I don’t really need lipstick.” You say,
backing away. “Let’s go back before that bitch drinks all the beer!”
And it was so much fun! It
was so good to be around other women like that, it feels even more special
because she never had that before. It’s new, and it’s unpredictable and it
makes her feel like… well, like a woman again. She couldn’t stop feeling this
even when you called it a night and offered to walk her to her place.
“Are you sure you’re not
the one who needs help to get home, MC?” she asks when you two arrive at her
“Yeah, I’m okay! All that
fun I drank it’s no match for me!” is she a match for you? Wait, what? “Anyway,
I should get going, I can’t wait to get home, these shoes are killing me, and
don’t even get me started in this bra!”
“Yeah… I can’t wait to
take mine off too…” she feels her face heating up as she notices you basically
staring at her cleavage. But her
embarrassment turns into amusement as she watches you shaking your head after
saying goodbye. Ohoho…if you could, you would definitely slap yourself right
now, wouldn’t you?
She looks to her boobs
when she goes inside her place, chuckling. How could you make her feel so good
about this part of her body that made her feel so self-conscious for so long?
Yeah, you make her feel like a woman, and you know what? Your breasts aren’t
bad either… just another great part of you that she… loves?
“Aren’t you a little old
for school fantasies, girl?”
“Well, he could be a
professor in university. It’s not like it would be less hot anyway…”
“Were you wearing a pleated
skirt and piggytails?”
“Girl, no! Jumin is a
classy man, I would never have a wet dream about him that could be a video you
can see on Redtube!”
“Oh, so you’re saying he
spanked you with a rule, then fucked you over a desk and called you ‘his
naughty girl’, but with class?”
“Yes, that’s exactly what
I’m saying. He does everything elegantly… even, you know, cumming on my
breasts.” You both chuckle.
Well, uhm… this wasn’t a
very elegant conversation, and it definitely wasn’t elegant of him to keep
listening it, even if he was the topic. Well, not him per say, a… professor
version of him? How did you even come up with that? He never even considered a
career in the teaching field… your imagination really is… quite something. How
would this work? You were a student of his? Oh, but that would be really
unprofessional… he asking you to meet him after class, he needed to go over
your last essay and how disappointed he was because he knew you have so much
potential and can do such a better job. And you would tell him you’re really
sorry, because his opinion really matters to you and you’ll do anything to
prove you’re worth of his trust. Anything?
“Oh, there you are!” he
says, walking into the balcony you and your friend were talking in this party
at his dad’s house. “I hope I’m not interrupting anything.”
“Of course not! Actually,
I… I feel like I’m interrupting something, I should… taste a little caviar. You
two… get along, will you?” you roll your eyes and he smiles softly. She’s so
unsubtle even he can see what she’s trying to do.
“How can you interrupt
something you’ve been doing from the beginning? I’m sorry, Jumin, I have no
idea what I was thinking when I told she could come over.”
“She is funny, and she is
your friend. Any friend of yours is mine too, MC. How long have you been
“Oh, we went to the same
college.” Oh… more school talk?
“I would love to have met
you in college, it would have been priceless.” Oh, you’re looking so intently
at him… what if he teases you a little? “Even though you would probably avoid
me, most colleagues would mistake me as a professor.”
“I… don’t think I would avoid
you.” Oh… not the reaction he was expecting, to be honest.
“Well, I’m pleased to
know that. Let’s go back to the party, shall we?” yeah, he got a little frustrated you didn’t really get
flustered. He’s always amused by your flustered face…
He kept thinking about
this even after Driver Kim let your friend at her place and now that you two
were alone in his car. Actually, he would like to know what you were thinking. It
almost sounded like you were trying to tease him as well back then. Did he… did
he get flustered? Probably not, if he did, you would giggle and tell him he is
cute, like you usually do. Oh yeah, just remembering makes him feel… well,
“Well, this is where I
stay. Thanks for inviting me.”
“Don’t mention it. The
pleasure was all mine. Did you have fun?”
“I did! I was so worried
because everything was so fancy and… elegant, but I…”
“You’ll get used to elegance,
it would be a privilege to teach you all about elegance from now on, if you
allow me to be your teacher, of course.” There it is… your lovely blushing
You say a quick goodbye
before getting off the car and almost running to your house. Ahh, you never
fail to amuse him, do you? He just loves you so much and… oh…
“So, just to make it
clear, he would be the one to crossdress, or did you crossdress as a guy too?”
“No, he was the one
crossdressing. And let me tell you, what a hot girl/boy he is. I was almost
“Yeah, a guy wearing your
panties and a cat maid outfit while he fucks you? That can be confusing.”
“You say that because you
don’t know how hot he looks in a dress. He looks… he looks even better than us…”
“Nah, you’re just blinded
by your crush, I suppose.”
“Yeah… and very sexually
confused.” You two laugh and keep talking about guys wearing panties and how
hot this is, you kinky little perverts.
listened to that phone call as he was checking a little bug in your phone, as
you requested him to do so. Of course he didn’t need to listen to your private
conversations, but he listened his name, crush, maid outfit and wet dream and…
well, he couldn’t stop it. It was wrong,
but why did it feel so right? Like most of his feelings for you, to be honest…
oh, if you only knew that there was nothing to feel embarrassed, because… well,
he had even filthier dreams with you… no, but he could never tell you that, he’s
not a girlfriend with who you can open up to and tell your deepest fantasies
and desires. What if he disguised as a woman and tried to get friends with you?
Oh… but if you’re so kinky for his crossdressing, you two would end up more
than friends, huh? Lol
He called you because…
well, just because. And watched as you jumped when you saw his name on the
screen of your phone. “I’ll call you later, girl.”
“Oh… your little
girlfriend is on the other line, right? Don’t worry, I won’t be a third wheel.
Talk to you later!”
“Hey, Saeyoung, what’s
up?” Oh, after that conversation? There is something definitely up with him…
“Just calling to let you
know I’m still trying to fix the bug on your phone remotely, but if it gets too
tough, I’ll probably need to go to your place and fix it personally.”
“My place? Ugh… let me
know so I can clean it up before, it’s a mess!”
“Or I can come over and
clean for you? Like a good maid?” he listens to you gulping lightly. Ohoho he
got you good, huh? Well, he would like to get you, you know?
And much to your
surprise, he did show up at your place. He considered showing up as a maid, but…
maybe he wouldn’t be able to resist to your lustful eyes when you would spot
him standing at the door. So… nah, he would be the only one struggling to
resist you, he was pretty good at it.
“Hello, miss. Did you
request my services?”
“I did. But no uniform?
Ugh… such an unprofessional maid!”
“Oh please, forgive me,
madam. Shall I change right away?” he says taking off his hoodie and making a
motion to his bag so you’ll think he actually brought the costume.
“Or maybe you can work
with no clothes on?” you smirk, and he immediately stops, blushing. You look at
him and start laughing. “Come in, stupid, I’ll make some popcorn for us.”
And as he joins you in
the couch to eat that popcorn and find something for you to watch, he can’t
help feeling… happy. Yeah, sexual fantasies are fun, but his innocent fantasies
about you are so much better, and he’s glad to make this one come true. He
would love to make all of them come true, because he… he loves you.
“… and I mean, I know it’s
bad, but I… I can’t keep an innocent vision about him getting ice cream after
that dream, you know?”
“What flavor was the ice
“I… I don’t know, it was
pink, I… seriously? I just told you about how I dreamed about Saeran licking
ice cream off my whole body, and you’re concerned about the flavor? What the
“Hahaha, I’m just messing
with you. Don’t get so upset, I bet you don’t get mad when he messes with you
“He never messes with me…
“Awww, someone is feeling
a little M, huh?”
M? What does that mean?
Oh… his brother calls Yoosung an M sometimes, could it be…? Masochist? SHIT!
What’s wrong with you girls? How can you talk about stuff like that so
shamelessly? He feels like a nerve-wracking talking over the most trivial stuff
with you, and here you are vividly describing to your equally crazy friend how
he told you how yummy you are and how he would eat you all night, even when
there was no ice cream anymore. Girls are insane! But still, it’s fun to see
you so comfortable, he wishes you would get this comfortable around him and not
being so worried about hurting his feelings. Okay, but don’t get too
comfortable… not like in your weird dream!
“Hey!” he says, walking
back from the bathroom and joining you two in the cafeteria’s table you invited
him. He probably wouldn’t have accepted if he knew you had another guest, ugh…
it’s still weird being around your crazy friends…
“Hi! So uhm… I’m sorry if my presence here makes you
uncomfortable, honey. MC said she was just very excited to introduce you to me,
but I… I should get going. No hard feelings, okay? Take your time and don’t
worry.” Ah great! Now he feels like a prick.
“Did I do something
wrong?” he asks you as she walks away.
“Oh… no, not at all! She
is just giving us some space, I mean… you, she’s giving you some space. Don’t
worry, she thinks you’re really nice and sweet.”
“Sweet like ice cream?”
he ask, more ou of curiosity than to actually tease you, but your nervous smile
is just… priceless!
“Nah, you’re sweeter.”
Shit! Now he’s blushing! Humph, he looks away grumpily, hating how you always
manages to fluster him, somehow.
You two are walking to
his place when you spot this popsicle little store. And he is wondering if you’re
teasing him. Nah, probably not, you just know he likes ice cream. You know him
“I want anything that is
pink.” He says, smirking. And you just nod, avoiding his gaze. Hahaha, cute
He notices your quick
glances at him as he runs his tongue along the popsicle. He feels so stupid
trying to be sexy, but at least you’re stupid enough to fall for it.
“Ahh, brain freeze!” you
say flinching slightly before starting to lick it again. He finds it funny how
you just complained about the bothering sensation and didn’t even hesitate to do
it again, kinda like an…
“You’re just a little M,
ain’t you?” you choke on the popsicle, which… makes him feel really aroused.
And as you walk him home
all flustered, he can’t stop smirking, he finally got the upper hand on this
flirting thing. He’s getting better and you’re allowing him on it, probably
because you like him, and he… really likes you, he… probably even loves you.
“You’re such a
narcissistic hoe, MC! Admit it!”
“No! It’s not about
narcissism! It’s about… body praising! He was praising my body by taking photos
of it and my reactions to his dirty talking,”
“I seriously can’t
imagine that guy doing dirty talk, MC.”
“I can’t either… that’s
what makes it so sexy, you know?”
“You are… so dirty for
covering such an elegant man with your impure thoughts!”
“Ugh, I know… but I can’t
help it, he’s just… he’s just elegantly sexy, I guess…”
Sexy? You think he’s…
sexy? Well, it’s not like he haven’t heard this before, but coming from you
makes it even harder to believe. He’s flattered, but he doesn’t feel like he’s
sexy… oh, but the taking pics of your reactions while he talks dirty is very
sexy, actually. Yeah… what would he say to you? “I love how your body shivers
in anticipation for me.” “You’re so beautiful,I want to see everything, show me
everything, MC!” no, too formal… “You like this, don’t you? You like being
naked as I watch you with my camera? Dirty girl…” okay, better… “I can’t wait
to turn this camera off and go to you, your body is driving me crazy, I won’t
be able to control myself.” Okay… “I need to taste you, then make you beg for
me to feel you, I’ll make you beg for my cock, my slutty little gi…” oh no, too
much, and he would never call you a slut. Ugh… your friend is right, he really
sucks at this.
“Hello, ladies!” he says
walking into the kitchen of your place, you and your friend were grabbing more
snacks for this little get together and he overheard this talk when he realized
he needed to help you two. “Can I help you with that?”
“Oh, I’m good, but you
can help MC.” Your friend says, shoving the packages in your arms and running
out of there. He chuckles as you glare at her.
“You… really don’t have to
do that, V. You’re a guest, don’t worry.”
“Oh, please allow me on
helping you being a good hostess, would you? It would be an honor…”
“Yeah, sure. I don’t
reall know how to say no to you.” You admit chuckling.
“Really now? So I suppose
you wouldn’t say no if I ask to take a picture of you?” oh… the dream… he didn’t
mean it like that. It’s just… you look really beautiful under this light and…
ahh, your blushing face is so adorable, it only makes him feel like taking a
lot of pictures! “I’m sorry, I got ahead of myself. Let me help you with this.”
And he keeps helping you
being a good hostess for most of the night, some of your friends even remark on
how it looks like you two are a couple celebrating a little housewarming, which
makes you both blush and delight at each other’s flustered expressions. Of
course he stayed to help you cleaning afterwards.
“It was a lovely party,
MC. Thanks for inviting me.”
“Oh, I was really glad
that you came, you know? Even though it’s embarrassing, my house is such a mess
and my taste for decoration is so… all over the place!”
“I know… well, I suppose
that’s just one of the things that makes you really sexy.” He quickly looks
away, not daring to stare at you and your reaction to his sudden boldness. “I…
should get going, it’s getting late.
You nod and walk him to
the door. And as he looks at you to say goodbye, he finally sees your
expression, and it is… breathtaking! Oh… he would love to get a pic of this! He
would love to take pics of every single one of your reactions. For example, how
would you react if he ever confessed that he loves you?
Hey all! I wanted to talk a bit about the next 3 months here on the ScriptMedic blog.
As we all know, the last 3 months of the year are hectic for many of us, for a lot of reasons. We’ve got:
AKA: Holiday Stress
But we writers have an entirely different set of challenges coming for us!
October: NaNo Prep Month
November: NaNoWriMo – Write All the Words!
December: Oh Gods All the Edits
Plus, for me personally, I have the anniversary of ScriptMedic (October 23rd – my little baby has grown up so fast and she’s so big–) to fill me with proud joyful tears.
I’m also launching a book in October (yes, Blood on the Page will be here in time for NaNo), and I have some fiction projects to work on. (More on this in a bit).
So here’s how this blog is going to work for the next 3 months:
Storm of asks. I was particularly bad in September about answering asks, and so I’m trying to get some done before the inbox opens tonight. (I may open a bit early since I’m sick and I might go to bed early.)
Seriously, I need to stop spiking fevers.
I give myself a little leeway, was sick, was feeling burnt out, and because I published my very first book (!!!!!!!!), but I’m trying to get back to the focus: you guys.
The priority will be on asks that are for NaNo prep. I’ll try to keep a decent schedule this month but no promises.
It will help if your asks are: a) single questions, not multi-part b) relatively quick so that I can get to as many of you as possible c) specifically for NaNo prep
I’ll also start posting some injury profiles, beginning as soon as I schedule them.
Remember when we said Blood on the Page was going to be blogged out in its entirety? There are a solid 40 chapters that are going to go out. I’ll try to post some good ones this month to help you with NaNo prep, and they’ll continue through the rest of the year to help you along.
Ask Frenzy. Emphasis will be quantity and rapidness over quality or depth of answers. This is to help those asking for their NaNo projects.
Ask box will cycle EVERY WEEK in November. Asks will come in on a specific day or two of the week, likely a Monday-Tuesday set, and be purged at the end of the week to make room for more current asks.
This is because NaNo projects move very quickly and tend to change, and what can help in Week 1 can be useless in Week 3. So like I said: rapid cycling, rapid asks.
Ask Box Will Be CLOSED in December.
Yes, the whole month. No, I will not keep November asks into December.
(Yes, Patrons will still be able to ask questions, but turnaround might be a LONG time.)
Frankly, I’ve been getting a little bit burned out with the pressure from the inbox, and I don’t expect that to be different following the rapid-fire work I’m going to try to get done in October and November.
I’m also trying to finish at least one fiction book by the end of the year (current project: a lesbian Urban Fantasy/Mystery project, sort of Jessica Jones/Faith Lehane/Jack Reacher character gets blackmailed by angels into becoming a PI) and maybe even get it published by the holidays, though that part will remain to be seen.
That means that on top of helping all of you, I’ll be doing my own NaNo project and also trying to get some personal things done.
I’ll still be posting articles Monday/Wednesday/Friday throughout December, but a month off of asks will allow me to come back in the New Year fresh and mentally healthy, hopefully a successful Fiction Champion.
I hope you all can understand that this blog (and your messages, reblogs, and kind “blog love” asks) means the world to me, and I’m not going anywhere, but between family stuff, full-time work, my own writing projects, and constantly feeling like I owe somebody something, I need the space to take a month off.
The blog isn’t going anywhere, I’m just taking some space to recharge my batteries.
Love you all, and start thinking of your awesome questions to send in!