Why do I struggle with writing lovable characters (i.e. Seong Gihun) while my fingers fly when writing pompous gits (i.e. Hwang Inho)?
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Why do I struggle with writing lovable characters (i.e. Seong Gihun) while my fingers fly when writing pompous gits (i.e. Hwang Inho)?
Chapter 7 of By Indirections, Find Directions Out features:
* private talk in the Frontman’s quarters (aka what S3 has robbed us of)
* spilt whisky and feeling, both quickly dealt with but not before they were felt
* a few phone calls making everything worse, and one that made it better
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A quick summary for new potential readers:
What if Gihun realised the Frontman’s identity earlier when “Youngil” was trying to get close to him?
What if Gihun let him get close anyway?
What if, instead of a rebellion, Gihun chose something more intimate, and potentially far more dangerous.
Fanfic writers, reblog if you’re okay with people sharing the links to your fics to their friends and/or for fic rec posts without having to ask for your permission first
(I saw a debate about whether or not it was okay for people to share fic links around without asking the authors first, since some authors may not be comfortable with the links to their fics being shared around on twitter or tumblr. so I thought this post could be a blanket permission for authors who were okay with the links to their fics being shared around!)
Gihun Socks to warm you at night. 🧦🌙🛌
My baby đź’–
I love the idea of Inho being jealous of Sangwoo, despite Sangwoo being dead.
Love the idea of him kidnapping Gihun and Gihun occasionally bringing Sangwoo up or calling his name in his dreams and Inho LOSING IT.
Inho making them a fancy meal for their one year anniversary (one year since he kidnapped Gihun) and Gihun looking at the food and saying “Sangwoo loved this dish”
Inho:
And if Inho starts wearing reading glasses and wears his hair down in the morning đź‘€
He's such a pleasure to draw <3
Timelapse under the cut
It’s been out for almost two weeks, but Chapter 6 of By Indirections, Find Directions Out is a pivot chapter. But for tumblr updates, I’m gonna point you towards:
Handcuffed Gihun ;) but not in a naughty way, not yet. Actually, poor baby is not having a great time right now
Reheated seaweed soup
Whiskey and phone, and a not-so-honest conversation
MAY YOU NEVER LOSE YOUR HYPERFIXATION
Reblogging to celebrate me back at my writing again
We are two sides of the same coin
Here’s my thinking cap for squid game fanfic writing session!
The cap was from “the Squid Game Experience” in Tokyo
Chapter 5 of By Indirections, Find Directions Out is now out with:
Accidental (?) flirting (??) under life-threatening circumstances
An extremely questionable gun lesson
A Very Bad coping mechanism for one long-overdue conversation
And… “Inho…”
Come see what questionable decisions Gihun and Inho make this time.
Might be a bit too early to post, but I wanted to post it close to Lee Byunghun’s birthday:
Inho was having a bad day. It also happened to be his birthday—not that he would celebrate anything ever again after what happened last year, but still.
It was raining and the traffic in Seoul was hellish. He took an unfamiliar route and his car broke down in front of a run-down chicken shop.
The owner offered him a place to rest, and a plate of freshly fried chicken when he noticed it was Inho’s birthday.
It’s a one-shot. The draft is in my notes app because the plot bunnies arrived when I have to act like a responsible adult with a corporate job.
The fic is out! Come read Closed; Come In Anyway
Perfect for that one long day where the weight of the world feels almost unbearable.
And, if you have time, tell me what you think!
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Day 64
Might be a bit too early to post, but I wanted to post it close to Lee Byunghun’s birthday:
Inho was having a bad day. It also happened to be his birthday—not that he would celebrate anything ever again after what happened last year, but still.
It was raining and the traffic in Seoul was hellish. He took an unfamiliar route and his car broke down in front of a run-down chicken shop.
The owner offered him a place to rest, and a plate of freshly fried chicken when he noticed it was Inho’s birthday.
It’s a one-shot. The draft is in my notes app because the plot bunnies arrived when I have to act like a responsible adult with a corporate job.
Edit: It’s out! Come read Closed; Come In Anyway