Hi! I'm Relatively New To The Fandom World, And I'm Considering Writing Fanfics (I've Only Written A

Hi! I'm relatively new to the fandom world, and I'm considering writing fanfics (I've only written a few, but always one shots). Do you have any advice on writing long stories? Specially in how to begin them (I usually struggle with the first lines)? Love your work, btw.

Hello! First things first: welcome to the world of fandom! Buckle up, it’s gonna be a wild (and emotional) ride! And, thank you very much! 

Now, on to your ask - I’m excited and terrified at the same time because when I initially read your ask I blanked and realised, oh my god, all I can tell you is that I can tell you nothing. I don’t do outlines, I rarely plan ahead, most of the time I have no clue how to end my stories. I basically wing everything I do when it comes to fanfic. Upon closer inspection, I noticed that’s not quite true. I do have some sort of a routine but I’m so used to it, I don’t even think about it any longer. 

So, before I waffle on and on, let’s get this party started. It’s probably gonna be long, so bear with me, nonnie!

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Resident Evil + Halloween Clipart.

Stiles: You wanna get some Halloween candy?

Theo: Nah, you're the only snack I want.

no place for promises

chapter 15: tethered

Warnings: / (heed tags for further information) You can read it on AO3 as well.

Stiles doesn’t run, he flies. His head and body operate on different frequencies. His mind is focused on Jordan and nothing but Jordan. Theo’s yell and Isaac screaming his name are nothing more than whispers in the background. Not a single part stops thinking about Jordan. It’s like his thoughts have drowned in nothing but Jordan. He knows it’s Cerberus’ connection to the nemeton. Part of him is aware that the nemeton took over his body, that it’s the nemeton guiding his feet towards their shared goal – towards where he needs to go.

He’s close; close enough to feel Cerberus’ presence vibrate around and inside of him. For the first time, he can sense their connection, can sense the ties that keep the nemeton and Cerberus together no matter how far apart they are. Their connection is unfolding, curling around him until seeking it out comes as natural as breathing.

The clicks of claws against concrete cuts through his concentration. Only a second later, a large black wolf catches up to him, but he doesn’t overtake him – either because he can’t or because he doesn’t want to. Theo snarls, teeth bared and white and very sharp. It doesn’t take long for him to snap at his ankles.

Piece of shit.

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What do you think of the idea that Stiles and Theo had a childhood crush on each other? I'm thinking of writing that into a fic.

Do it!!!! I love it! That is so adorable. 

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