burnedxpoet is a blog dedicated to writing including but not limited to:
poetry
novels
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i’m a strong believer that great stories stem from fan fiction (it’s how i got my start!) when suffering from writers block and hating my work, i always go back to my roots to keep up my love of writing. BIG fan of smut and try to incorporate it tastefully in my writing. i feel it helps me be a better writer. i’m a huge music enthusiast and often incorporate it into my writing. my top genres according to spotify are:
indie rock
metal
pop rap
emo
art pop
please send me song recommendations!
i recently graduated college in may 2024 with a bachelors in creative writing and a minor in english :) currently based in the chicago area
current interests:
stardew valley
aot
jjk
ohshc
mha
apothecary diaries
akudama drive
past interests:
one direction
5sos
harry potter
supernatural
all time low (and other bands of the sort)
buttercream squad
vlog squad (yikes ik it was a phase in 2017)
dan and phil
currently watching… gachiakuta
currently listening to… being so normal by peach pit
my dms are always open for one shot requests (keeps my skills sharp), and conversations!
OH AND IF U LIKE MY WRITING U CAN FIND IT DOWN HERE
I mentioned I'd put a shed in my Backwoods for this space, because the alternative was to drop a stall near the community center where NPCs could walk into it, or between the Defense Division and Pelican Town Municipal buildings on that little stretch of road leading to the bus stop.
The adult in me went, "real estate would probably be cheaper on the outskirts instead of the town proper" anyway, and it's closer for me to make drop-offs to sell my stuff.
I'm using HXW's Farmer's Market Core, with the Bakery, and Butcher & Fishmonger add-ons...
And I love it because this is going full farm to table, taking out Pierre as the middle man.
Can you do JJK when you call them bro when you're dating them ?
calling jjk "bro" while dating them
another request!! thank u for continuing to inbox requests! I promise I will get to every one in due time :) finals are coming up though, so it might take a minute!!
Hey, I'm a Japanese girl and I don't know English very well to ask, but… could you please write about MECHANIC TOJI? This is my first time asking, and I would be so grateful if you could write it.
By the way, your writing is absolutely GOOD!
"you talkin' numbers already?" .✦ ݁˖
mechanic toji helping you out at the car shop (x fem!reader)
the garage smells like oil and hot metal, loud with engines and the scrape of tools. you explain your problem carefully to the men, telling them about the rattling you hear when you accelerate, or the little jerk in the drive.
the men at the workbench listen with half smirks, already talking over you. one of them shakes his head like hes doing you a favor. "probably the engine. that's a big job." he drawls out, his tone dripping with arrogance.
another one of the men throws out a price that makes your stomach sink. theyre throwing out prices that feel too big and explanations that sound more complicated than helpful, and youre starting to feel small, like you shouldnt be here.
and then a hood slams shut, the sound cutting through the noise.
another mechanic straightens slowly from beneath the hood, and now that youre really looking at him, hes different than the other men in the shop.
hes tall in a way that fills space. broad shoulders stretching the thin cotton of his work shirt, sleeves shoved up to his elbows like he doesnt really care who’s watching. his forearms are strong, veined, smeared with dark grease that only makes the lines of muscle more obvious.
theres a small scar cutting through the corner of his lip, and another small one disappearing beneath his collar.
he wipes his hands on a rag, his movements steady, not rushed. his eyes flick over the other men first, completely and utterly unimpressed with them. and then they settle on you, and they soften, just a little bit.
"you talkin’ numbers already?" he asks the men, his voice low and rough around the edges, his eyes flicking back over to you, gaze roving up your form, noticing the way you seemed to have shrunk a little bit under the other men.
the men shift awkwardly, one shrugging. "just tellin’ her what its gonna cost."
his gaze doesnt leave them. hes not aggressive, but something in his tone and gaze makes them straighten up a little bit.
"did ya even check the damn car?" he asks, one eyebrow raised, tone still completely unimpressed with the men.
silence. the men dont reply, one of them scoffing as he shifts where he stands, his movements sheepish. toji exhales through his nose, like he expected that answer. then he steps closer, not to them, but to you.
you notice the heat of him. the faint scent of oil and metal and something clean underneath. his hands are big when he rests one against the edge of your hood, leaning in to glance at the engine.
"what’s it doin’?" he asks, voice low, gaze assessing.
you explain what happened again. the rattle when you accelerate, the little jerk in the drive. he listens properly this time, eyes on the engine, his head tilting slightly as you talk. he hums low in his throat, "when'd it start?"
"..not too long ago," you answer softly, your voice quiet.
he nods once, thoughtfu. he glances at you from under his lashes. theres something almost amused in his eyes now. his voice is rough when he speaks, his hand patting the hood of your car. "engines fine," he says, "if it was that, youd know."
one of the men behind him mutters something under his breath, and toji doesnt even bother sparing him another glance. "ain't a big deal," he continues calmly, already reaching for a tool. "nothin’ dramatic."
your stomach unclenches a little.
he moves around the car with easy confidence, his strides long, hands sure as he checks things quickly. he works like he owns the place without ever saying he does. after a moment, he glances back at you, catching you watching.
"you can breathe," he says lightly. "aint gonna explode on you."
theres the smallest hint of a smirk in his expression now, but its not mocking. "you drive it rough?” he adds, brow lifting slightly.
theres a faint curve to his mouth when he says it, its not a grin, not cocky. just something warm tugging at the corner of his lips, like he finds your worry more endearing than anything else.
heat creeps up your neck before you can answer, and he huffs quietly through his nose, shaking his head once like hes already decided something.
"dont matter," he murmurs, his tone steady. "we'll fix it,"
the other men have gone silent by now, tools clinking faintly somewhere behind you, but he doesnt spare them a glance. his attention is fixed on your car as he leans back under the hood. the stretch of his shoulders pulls his shirt tight across his back, the fabric straining slightly as his arms flex, his fingers working confidently, his jaw tightens slightly as he gives something a firm twist, metal clicking into place.
then he steps back, wiping his hands slowly down the rag, eyes scanning over the engine one more time like he doesnt trust anything if it isnt perfect.
"try it now," he says, stepping aside for you. you turn the key, and the engine hums smoothly. tjeres no rattle, no stutter at all. for a second, the only sound is that even, smooth purr coming from the car.
he exhales softly, almost satisfied, and gives a small nod to himself. "told ya," he says, wiping his hands again. he wipes his hands on his rag, cleaning the grease off his fingers before throwing the rag back on the tool rack.
"next time ya got a problem, you ask for me. yeah?" he rasps out, the words lingering. "names toji."
he reaches into the pocket of his work shirt, pulling out a small receipt slip and a pen. his handwriting is surprisingly neat for someone who looks like he lives under car hoods. he scribbles something down, then folds the paper once before holding it out to you.
"thats my number," he says, his tone casual. but his eyes stay on you, steady. "call me direct. dont gotta deal with 'em." he says, reffering to the assholes from before.
your fingers brush his when you take the paper. you hesitate for half a second, then tuck the paper carefully into your pocket.
"thank you," you say softly, not just for the number.
his eyes linger on you for a moment longer than necessary. then he shrugs one shoulder, that faint almost smile returning on his face.
"drive safe, doll." he murmurs.
you nod, climbing back into your car. when you pull out of the garage, you catch a glimpse of him in the rearview mirror. his arms are crossed now, broad under the harsh shop lights, his gaze watching until youre fully out of sight.
a/n: thank you for requesting this!! after some thinking (i thought for five minutes), i lowk decided to make this a new series since i love the concept sm, so y'all pls request mechanic toji stuff!! also can you guys tell i dont know fuck all about cars. i really like this trope...something about toji getting down and dirty in the car shop makes me giggle and blush. also i know this fic is lowk dry and nothing much happens, i just wrote it so i can stem from it when writing new mechanic toji fics...does that make sense? 🌚🌚🌚
— domestic morning with stardew valley characters.
Sebastian.
waking up to the smell of breakfast that he’s making. making your way into the kitchen and giving him a back hug while he cooks. ending up having a short nap against his back. him intentionally leaning his head backwards to lightly bump your forehead with the back of his head when he knows you’ve fallen asleep. small talks in the kitchen. eating breakfast together; him giving you more from his plate when you seem like you’re enjoying the food. more chitchat about your day ahead. the kitchen and the little breakfast nook being your bonding place in the morning; afterwards, doing your own things, the atmosphere soft, peaceful, and filled with blissful quietness.
Sam.
waking up around the same time. sleepily tugging and poking at each other until one relents and turns over to switch the alarm off. him talking about how you both have so many things to do and should get up soon, but holding you tighter and refusing to let go. doing your own morning routines at your own pace. exchanging playful grins and teasing words when you pass by each other. music playing in the background. random little duets or dance-offs in the living room before going “okay, stop, we don’t have time.” occasionally bickering when he blasts loud his favorite band, disturbing the peaceful morning. always remembering to give each other ‘have a good day’ kiss.
Shane.
him waking you up so that you won’t be late; then drifting back to sleep by himself almost immediately. checking up on you as soon as he wakes up. joining you on the couch after washing up. eating breakfast together in the living room while watching tv or rather using the sounds on tv as a source of background noise while you talk about the dreams you had, or whatever was on your mind. multi-tasking together, like doing your skincare while picking out what to wear. him randomly attacking you with bear hugs when you least expect it.
Harvey.
him setting the alarm on vibration mode so as not to disturb your sleep. him pressing a soft kiss on your forehead or shoulder before beginnning to move away, and you gently reaching for his hand, still half asleep, before letting him go. sending each other texts even though you’re in the same house/apartment. him coming back into the room with a cup of freshly-brewed coffee for you. reminding each other things throughout the morning: “did you take your vitamins?” “don’t forget it’s going to rain later!” “i put the extra charger in your bag.”
Elliot.
him waking up earlier and making sure to adjust the covers over you so that you’re warm. waking up to the sound of him returning home from a walk on the beach. him greeting you with a ‘good morning, darling’ and a quick kiss on top of your head. taking a shower together. having really good talks in the shower while rubbing each other’s backs with lather and getting carried away before realizing that you’re going to be late, so now you’re hurriedly rinsing yourselves. him offering you a towel first and instinctively holding your hand so that you don’t slip while getting out of the shower. quick but lingering little nose rubs before leaving the house, already looking forward to coming home to each other.
Emily.
being naturally in sync in the morning. waking up together to the sound of the alarm set for you both. she giving you a one-handed neck massage when you sit side-by-side on the bed, while also trying to shake her own sleepiness away. making the bed together and both plopping on the freshly-made bed for one last brief morning cuddle and kiss before really getting up. brushing teeth together and making funny faces at each other in the mirror. good bye kisses and warm hugs.
Haley.
taking turns to snooze the blaring alarm at least six times before even considering waking up. she reaching out to cuddle you closer, telling herself it’s just for five more minutes, but dozing off again as soon as she’s comfortable with you in her arms. soft, languid kisses on each other’s bodies. sleepy ‘i love you’s.’ offering suggestions when you’re having trouble picking outfits. helping each other with zippers and buttons while dressing.
Penny.
waking up to her gently tracing your face with her fingertips. staying quiet, just listening to the birds outside. her kissing the top of your head, your cheek, and your lips before getting up. her making breakfast for the two of you. her telling you about her dream while you brush your teeth and do your skincare. sitting on the porch to have breakfast. occasionally talking about what you need to do throughout the day. her reading poems out loud to you.
Leah.
waking up early because the light creeps in, not because there’s a schedule to follow. she pulls you closer immediately, joking that it’s too early to be productive. you push each other with your feet, arguing about space, until she laughs and drapes herself half over you just to prove a point. when you mess up her hair, she leaves it that way, amused. warmth shared without thinking too much about it. you watch videos together with your head against her chest, her fingers idly tracing lines on your arm as if she’s sketching you from memory. when the question of showering comes up, neither of you wants to move. the argument is half-serious, half-lazy teasing, until she challenges you to rock-paper-scissors with a grin. if she wins, she’s smug about it; if she loses, she shrugs and kisses you anyway before getting up — unbothered, content, already at peace with how the day has started.
It's monthly fic recommendation time again! Here are the latest the guild has to offer. Some are ongoing wips, some completed longfics, and some oneshots. As always be sure to check the tags on AO3, reader discretion is advised! If you check out any of the works listed here please be sure to leave a kudos and a comment to show your support 🫶 Fics listed with the 🔒 will need an AO3 account to read.
Mind the Vultures by @hullygeee | T | Gil/Marlon (24/24)
Tell Me More by @halixius and toratales | T | Haley & Sebastian (13/?)
Dreams in Phaylo Blue by @astellus | G | Elliott/F Player (1/1)
Shiver by @bunniemoth | E | Sebastian/F Player (13/13)
The Joja Letters by @greatdistractions | T | Elliott/Nb Player (4/?)
Pillow Talk by @exoticlittlebird | G | Shane/F Player (1/1)
Burning Bright, Beneath the Winter Sky by @kellycataclysm | E | Shane/F Player (1/1)
Here in the Hereafter by @adequateatbest | M | Harvey/F Player (8/?)
'Til We Meet Again by @annetastic1981a | G | Alex/F Player (1/1)
Orbiting by @mongoosingisme | E | Elliott/F Player (1/1)
come back to me by @burekforsatoru | E | Sebastian/F Player (1/1)
Blushing Saints by @glazedsnail | E | Caroline/Shane (1/1)
Sunnyside by @f0xofspades | E | Shane/F Player (26/?)
If You Only Knew by @oddshro0m | E | Sam/Sebastian (21/21)
First Five Years by @poppeeta | E | Sam/F Player (13/?)
The Valley by @half-unread | E | Shane/F Player (20/?)
Beneath the Fairy Rose Moon by @ursulanoodles | E | Shane/F Player (6/?)
The Calm Before the Storm by @sophieknight | E | Sebastian/F Player (4/?)
Settling Differences by @lily-alphonse | E | Shane/M Player (1/1)
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