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https://archiveofourown.org/users/Molotov11

[piernik-miodowy]

“Boogie Street ‘52, Revachol” (Kim has this in his wallet)

A revamp of my 2022 Disco piece hehe

[317-199-603]

Felt the need to do it

[molotov11]

Try not to cry while listening to Slipping Through My Fingers by ABBA

COMPOSURE [Godly: Failure]

[lynchlightman]

[quietsubway]

in the beautiful past left so desolate now

[snippit-crickit]

detectives on night shift or smf

[discovampyr]

a piece of the sky

[danielcalmdown]

case that keeps him awake all night

[molotov11]

[molotov11-butabitch]

[Translation: Sorry, babes, but Eskimo seal-hunting hat from 18th-century DOESN'T come off during sex. I don't make the rules]

@shit-hdb-would-say

[molotov11]

You listen to THE GREATEST by Billie Eilish now.

[whyenn-reader]

you are not immune to inventing an arbitrary set of rules that only you have to adhere to

[mrf6414]

« you have a vast, vast soul and i will always, always, always come back to it »

[molotov11]

I imagine those little mfs would be all over Revachol. Just picture them in DE art style.

If you have no idea what you're looking at, your city probably has a decent public transportation system.

Anyway, these little buses were everywhere in post-soviet countries for a good two decades after the Soviet Union collapsed. Public transportation was underfunded, understaffed, and generally inefficient, so a lot of private carriers started operating to fill the gap.

They had a reputation for driving like maniacs, treating every trip like a race. They followed fixed routes, but they usually didn't stop at every bus stop. You had to ask the driver to stop, and you could often get off almost anywhere along the route.

[molotov11]

Один лайк, и я делаю стрим, на котором я читаю фанфик

[prima02]

I will never be free

[molotov11-butabitch]

rant?

Gosh, I'm getting so mad whenever someone posts something like "don't write this in fics, write that instead."

Like, write your own thing, man. Put your time and effort into it. Spend your days and nights thinking the plot through. Edit your thing. Make the plot work. Take into account all the opinions and headcanons of everyone in the fandom. Fight your insecurities and post it. Deal with readers' feedback (or the lack of it.) Oh yeah, and don't forget you're doing all of this for free, in your spare time.

Do it. Make it right.