picowrimo – oh my god, they were roommates

picowrimo!

Okay, I only wrote 7000 words so I didn’t really do it, but that’s still many words.

Some of you are still writing but I’m sleepy so I’m posting now. How did it go? Did you kill it? Did you not meet the goal but still kill it because you created words out of nothing, you beautiful wizard?

Let us know!

Also, if you wrote the whole 10,000 words, send me a ficlet prompt and I’ll pick a couple to write! And if you didn’t reach the goal, send a ficlet prompt to @werelibrarian and she’ll do the same because she’s very sweet!

Good job, y’all. Let’s do it again sometime.

LAST DAY

good luck!

i have no loyalty to any fics so i’m now back on the one where they’re girls and matt gets a tattoo and i think it might turn into a million words of them as tentatively kinky college students.

“You look great,” Foggy says, firmly, holding open the door for her. “You always look great.”

“So do you,” Matt says.

“Well, you would know, buddy.”

“I do,” Matt says. “I know how many people you’ve gone out with.”

“That’s just because I was kind of a slut at the beginning of the semester,” Foggy says, laughing. “You don’t have to be hot if you’re just very willing.”

“Francis Nelson.”

Her mom’s made a game out of catching Foggy at her worst. She always wins it.

“Slut’s a positive thing now, ma,” Foggy says, smiling up at her mom who’s standing at the top of the first flight of stairs with a laundry basket on her hip and a fake frown. “I’m empowered.”

“You’re going to be the death of me,” she says, sitting the basket down and walking down to wrap her arms around Foggy and press a kiss to her temple. “I’m buying you condoms.”

“I have condoms.”

“I’m buying you more condoms.”

oh god oh god day 6

reminder that i’ll write a fic for one person who finishes so @ me in your post about triumphantly finishing if you want one while i’m trying to write 5000 words on saturday night

hurtling towards the end

i was too awash with emotion to properly write yesterday but, if you, too, are behind, there’s time to catch up! let’s write as if our lives depend on it or at a speed that is appropriate to our current mood and ability.

i’m trying to fill prompts and i don’t know how i started writing this fic where foggy’s a masochist dom and matt’s a sadist sub and there’s supposed to be daddy kink involved but i’m not sure who gets called daddy in this situation

y’all are killing it

#picowrimo day 3: around 1400 words, too sleepy to round it off

i wrote on a bunch of stuff, including some complicated kinky stuff:

Sometimes, Matt hits too hard.

He doesn’t do it on purpose and he always stops when Foggy tells him, but he slips up sometimes and then makes a face like he just murdered an orphanage full of puppies. Which makes sense—he doesn’t want to hurt Foggy. He was kind of evasive when they started this whole thing to begin with, until he knew how much Foggy wanted it and how much Foggy could take.

Which is more than what Matt tried the first time he spanked him, barely a swat, and less than it takes to beat up a criminal in a dark alley.

keep going!

we got this!

if you’re late to the game, check out this post and, if you’re brave, jump in and catch up! 🙂

1500 more words! Just barely, I am currently typing this while fully asleep. It was about 1200 words of angsty teen Matt and 300 words of a prompt fic.

“His mom thinks I’m adorable or something,” Matt says, faintly. “I’m not adorable.”

“Can I be honest with you?” Karen asks, then continues before Matt has a chance to answer, “Once you get past the angry emo thing and the fact that you wear the same outfit every day and the fact that I think you only learned to shower because you got a boyfriend—yes, I know he’s not your boyfriend—anyway, once you get past that and before you get to the anger issues, you’re just about the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.”

Matt groans and falls onto his back.

“I shower,” he says.

“You shower more,” she says. “I appreciate it. Your hair’s all fluffy.”