Pov: You're a fic writer

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My FBI Agent: So, I just have one question.

Me: What's up?

My FBI Agent: Are you always writing essays or some English crap?

Me: No..

My FBI Agent: Are you researching Colombia?

Me: No..

My FBI Agent; Are you digging up dead bodies?

Me: .....

My FBI Agent: ......

Me: No..

My FBI Agent: Then what the hell is this search history?!

Me: You know, I write fics.

My FBI Agent: Understandable.
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Me: Omg, my writing sucks, I'm never gonna be a real writer :(

Also me when I get 3 readers and like 1 comment: Guess who's famous, bitches!
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My Writing when I have time: He put his hand on her cheek and kissed her.

My Writing at 3:00 A.M: His palm found itself gliding up her arm, goosebumps rising on her delicate skin. He caressed her face, taking in the sweet smell of her perfume, wanting nothing than to feel her warm lips on his. Leaning in, he pressed himself against her, letting his hand move to her chin, moving her lips towards his. As he smoothened his lips to hers, desire took control of their bodies, and it was she who broke apart their lips with her tongue, the impulse to truly taste him hazing any common sense.
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Me: So, the readers crave a happy ending, closure.. the happiness of the characters they so much love..

Readers: :D

Me: Nope, let's leave everything on a cliffhanger. Now, which character can I kill off to make them cry?
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Me: So, what should I do now!

Homework: I'm literally due in an hour.

My Stomach: I'm getting fat you need exercise. And some healthy food.

My friends: Yo you should come hang out with us!

Me: Hm.. I choose... FANFICTION!!!

Everyone: I give up.
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Me: I can't do this anymore. Life sucks. I just want to sleeeeeeep. Nothing will make me feel better.

My parents: It's okay, just.. don't feel sad!

Me: D:

My friends: It's gonna get better, we love you.

Me: :|

My bestie: OMG BAE YOU ARE THE MOST PERFECT BEAUTIFUL PERSON IN THE WORLD LITERALLY A GODESS DONT EVER FORGET IT! Also you're a bitch but you slay.

Me: :)

Random Reader: Omg I love your writing!

Me: .O. <33333
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The Types of Fic Writers:

1. Literally the same except Y/n is like the twin of the main character.

2. (Character)xReader

3. What is this grammar.

4. HORNY

5. Actually good AU of story that's enjoyable.

6. Dipper goes to Taco Bell.
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Nobody:

Literally Nobody:

Fic writers: Hey Omggg sorry for not updating I had to write a 174 page essay for my great grandmas friends teachers sons baby mamas dying great uncle :( anyways hope you enjoyed this chapter!
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Me: Writings something.

My Dad: Jeez, you're you texting? Feel bad for that poor boy.

Me: I- yep. Definitely texting someone.
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Society: So, you've got mental issues?

Me: Yes.

Society: Do you have a coping mechanism?

Me: Yes.

Society: That's great! What is it?

Me: Oh, I like to-

Society: Cause I like to work out, eat healthy, go out with friends, that sort of stuff, you know?

Me: Uh.. yeah no I don't do that.

Society: Oh.. well you go to therapy, right?

Me: *slowly opens Watpadd* This it my therapy.

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