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♪ ༘⋆ drawn to you — t.todoroki smau
♪ ༘⋆ vii. the offer 𝄞 ix. family dinner 𝄞
♪ ༘⋆ viii. drive 𝄞 m.list
dabi was leaning lazily against the side of his pitch black car, when you hushed down the stairs of tomura's apartment building to meet him. in his right hand was his phone, that he was haphazardly tapping on and in his left was an untouched coffee cup. nestled between his lips was, of course, a lit cigarette. his eyes locked onto you making your way across the parking lot and he shot his sitter a last message before letting his phone slide into the pocket of his black jeans. by the time you reached him, he had taken another long drag of his cigarette, exhaling the smoke faced away from you. you wanted to tell him, that you didn't mind, but your rising nerves had you bite your tongue.
his eyes flitted up and down your body before landing on your eyes. he noticed, that you were a bit shifty on your feet and given how he'd last seen you, the anxious state you were in now, didn't exactly surprise him. with a playful smile he took the cigarette from between his teeth and held the coffee cup out for you to take.
"thanks." you muttered, eyes darting immediately to the liquid sloshing around the ice cubes in the cup. your fingers clawed into the plastic, as if you were holding onto that coffee cup for dear life. you took a sip, surprised to find that it tasted exactly the way you usually ordered it.
when you looked up at dabi with your eyebrows knit in confusion, he just offered you a lazy grin. "not good?" his eyes studied your expression.
you shook your head, taking tiny sips of the drink. "no, no, it's really good." he grinned, watching the wheels turn in your head. even if only for a couple of seconds, he had given you something else to focus your attention on, than whatever terrified you so much about this evening.
dabi took one last drag of his cigarette before crushing it against the side of a trash can and throwing it out. he nodded his head toward the car. "ready?" you sighed, feeling the exact opposite of ready. but you knew, you had no other choice. "as i'll ever be." you walked around to the passenger side of the car and let yourself drop into the seat. he followed suit and sat in the driver's seat a moment later. without another word spoken between the two of you, you punched your mother's address into his car's navigation system as he backed out of the parking lot.
the first ten minutes of the drive, neither of you spoke a word. you were still nibbling at the coffee and dabi's eyes were focused on the road, though you missed the few times, he glanced over to the passenger seat.
"you ever gonna tell me what's got you so freaked out about this?" his eyes were on you for a bit longer now. though he kept the car pretty steady. your eyes slowly peeled away from him, finding comfort in staring at the slowly emptying plastic cup. he deserved an answer, you knew that. he had agreed to drive up to a stranger's mother's house to have dinner and asked basically no questions about it all. so, yeah, it was safe to say, that he deserved at least some kind of answer.
"my mom and i don't exactly have the most normal of relationships." your eyes were still glued to the last couple of sips of coffee, that you had left. too embarrassed to look at dabi. he wasn't saying a word, waiting for you to continue. not that, a strained relationship with your mother wasn't enough reason. after all, he would know. but something told him, that this wasn't all. "and her boyfriend's a real piece of work."
he almost didn't hear it, with how quietly you were speaking, but the word 'boyfriend' made his ear perk up. you had only really mentioned your mother so far and now dabi wondered, what could a boyfriend possibly have done to have you that terrified of going there. it wasn't his place to continue prying, though. and he could tell from the way your cowering shoulders shifted away from him just slightly, that you were done talking about it, too.
you hadn't even noticed, that he had stopped driving two minutes ago. dabi had parked neatly in the driveway of your mother's house. it was smaller than he had expected, knowing tomura's father, then again, maybe that was just the remnants of the gilded cage he'd grown up in, seeping through to his thoughts. he shook off the cold memories, focusing his attention back on you. if it were in any other situation, he would find it terribly endearing, that you couldn't stop fiddling with the hem of your oversized sweater. or how your eyes were always glued to your feet, the very second a situation became uncomfortable to you. dabi slid his phone into the pocket of his jacket before pulling himself up from his seat and opening the car door. you didn't move a muscle. even as dabi made his way across the car to your side, you were still sitting pin straight; too busy staring at your shoes to notice, that he had opened the door for you.
"ready to go, doll?"
that however made your ears perk up. your face looked entirely devoid of anxiety. rather than the terror in your eyes, that you had tried your hardest to mask for the past forty-five minutes, your face now sported a raised brow and a pursed lip. the exact look of annoyance, that dabi had grown so accustomed to seeing from you. you huffed, not gracing him with any further response and stepped past him. with a low hum and the faintest grin on his face, dabi followed you. neither of you were sure, what exactly you were about to walk into.
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need ghostface!touya to violently stab me actually
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Reblog to sprinkle previous with happiness sparkles
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need ghostface!touya to violently stab me actually
my mha writing moots are lowk famous and im sitting here like
:3
Noisy Neighbours
Smau: in which you tell the jjk men devastating news Warnings: 18+ minors and ageless blogs do not interact, not proofread Featuring: Gojo, Geto, Choso, Toji, Nanami, Sukuna, Ino, Shiu, Hiro
favourite sagas GO
for sure vengeance, get in the water and 600 strike are my fav from that saga (i crash out over poseidon’s vocals omgg)
and ithaca definitely (odysseus owns my soul the whole song is mwuah) and either thunder or underworld
what are yours??
heh you've been promoted (to mutual) yea i saw you on kisa's blog and i was like lowk i dont get social anxiety so imma make a new fren and i forgot EVERYTHING the moment i saw epic i am not joking
i have so bad anxiety but I LOVE making new frens ahh and i love when it’s over epic
EEPIC I SEE EPIC OH MY GOD EPIC THE MUSICAL AJNFOASFMPKASFPAKMPD
ANSIFBDJ NO STOP CAUSE I WAS HOPING SOMEBODY BESIDE KENZIE WOULD NOTICE AHH
also i’m pretty sure i follow your @https-bakugo blog (i mayhaps stalked it after seeing you on rue’s page)
crashing out over becoming recent moots with @shigarakislaughter who i consider to be tumblr famous with rue and the others (even though im late to following them i just get shy okay) ahhh
bassist!touya moodboard for @samm1e13 ily <3 this kinda also works as a general moodboard for my bassist!touya but idc (i hope u like it)
𝄞 you’re already somewhat established, touya has a hard time with labels but you’re basically dating atp
𝄞 you’re present (front and center) at every show, that is when you’re not backstage cheering for him
𝄞 i like to imagine that he sneaks off with you after every show so you can hang out and smoke together away from his bandmates
𝄞 will drag you on stage to kiss you between songs
𝄞 one of his bass strings broke during a show once and you’re now wearing it around your neck with a little charm on it
𝄞 will be touchy with you during band practice (you’re the only non-band member allowed)
𝄞 if you’re not literally on his lap sharing his thighs with his bass guitar, then he has at least one hand on you (when he doesn’t play)
𝄞 yes, this has caused arguments between the band before, but nothing too serious
𝄞 will randomly show up at your place, your work etc. just to sneak away five minutes of your time to smoke (he acts nonchalant about it, but he is not nonchalant)
𝄞 when you’re out on dates, he will ALWAYS shotgun his cig (idk if that is the right terminology)
𝄞 writes songs for you. i repeat he WRITES songs for you!!!! will write sappy ass little love songs and be like “huh, oh yea thought abt it five mins ago” (he spent the entire night finding the right words to express himself)
where they like to kiss you ──── league of villains.
featuring. shigaraki, dabi, mr. compress, twice, spinner, toga. ( no all for one bc i don't like him )
notes. welcome to a draft from july 2024 🔥 adding this to my 'where they like to kiss you' series for my other fandoms
𖥔 ݁ ˖ TOMURA SHIGARAKI
hands. you can't convince me that he doesn't have a hand fetish or loves hands. of course, shigaraki wouldn't associate your hands with the ones he wears. he actually shows a lot of love to your hands, either gently kissing it or quickly pecking it. doesn't matter when or where, he wants to hold your hands all. the. time. this guy doesn't know how to kiss anywhere else, because it's a bit awkward for him to kiss elsewhere. expect little circles and a bit of gentle tracing.
𖥔 ݁ ˖ TOUYA TODOROKI ( DABI )
dabi likes to kiss the top of your head, somewhere where your skin cannot feel his rough lips. this man is insecure when it comes to making contact with your skin. he feels as if he doesn't deserve to kiss you just as much as you kiss his scars or even his lips. dabi loves to rest his chin on your head despite wtv your height is, move down to bury his face into your hair and boom. kiss. shower bro with love afterwards.
𖥔 ݁ ˖ ATSUHIRO SAKO ( COMPRESS )
gentleman gentleman gentleman. compress adores kissing your knuckles along with your forehead. he's so gentle and sweet with peppering your knuckles n forehead with kisses. when he kisses your forehead, he makes sure to cup your cheeks and caress them with his thumbs. let's not forget the fact that he'll probably do the flower magic trick after adjusting your hair behind your ears. WAH HES THE STANDARD HES THE GENTLEMAN FOR REAL
𖥔 ݁ ˖ JIN BUBAIGAWARA ( TWICE )
twice lovesss kissing your entire face. his kisses are really sweet and innocent. like his world just lights up whenever he sees you, running over to shower your face with fluttering kisses. will not leave a single spot on your face unattended. he's so cute too, always spoiling with really cute affirmations that will always make you melt and want to kiss him back twice as much as he did. except he'll probably kiss you even more. it's literally unending...
𖥔 ݁ ˖ SHUICHI IGUCHI ( SPINNER )
the side of your head, aka your temples. he has this thing like, he snuggles his beak nose thingy against your cheeks before he kisses the side of your head. i don't know how that works but he loves pecking kisses on your temple. spinner probably massages your temples whenever you have headaches, one of the cure is definitely having his beak thingy nuzzling your temples for and in comfort.
𖥔 ݁ ˖ HIMIKO TOGA
sweet toga absolutely loves to kiss you on your lips and entire face like her bestie twice. she just loves to see the flustered face you'll always make whenever she pecks your lips. she'll then move onto your face, first kissing your nose then your eyes then cheeks vice versa. at the end, toga will squish your cheeks or playfully pinch it, her tolerance for your cuteness overloading. my girl will also squeeze you into a bear hug that you'll never escape from. you love it tho.
© SENEON 2025 ♱ do not repost, alter, or translate.
ooooo for the ship mood board, me n shiggy w online gamer friends to lovers would go so hard (i’m being so incredibly self indulgent rn cause i’m writing an outline for an university au with gamer shiggy series as i speak)
or maybe touya with whatever feels right
or hawks and his stupid self
thanks boo🫶🏼
okay so, because it’s the clearest prompt i’ve chosen to start off with tomu (u can totally have mood boards and hqs for the others, but i’ll prob put them in separate posts (let me know)
⌖ so u obv start out as online strangers, u met on a discord vc that a friend of a friend made
⌖ u kind of js hang out with ur shared online friends but quickly hit it off and start making plans for gaming session between just the two of you
⌖ you become really close, really quickly and start gaming together every free minute
⌖ one of you would hop online and in the same breath text the other to hop on (within seconds the two of you were fully immersed)
⌖ once u exchange numbers, tomura would js randomly send u pics of half his face throughout the day and you’d do the same (as friends do, right?)
⌖ you fell first, he fell harder type shhh
⌖ you don’t remember when it happened, but at some point discord voice chat switched to phone calls and then to long facetime calls
⌖ sometimes you weren’t even online and he would still facetime you, while you were already in bed just so you could hang out while he games
⌖ he would play something cozy like sdv or minecraft so he doesn’t rage in your ear while you fall asleep on call
⌖ the first time you meet was actually initiated by you (he’d be way too shy)
⌖ but he has a whole date planned (as friends ofc)
⌖ you arrive at his place pretty late in the evening so the two of you just lounge around playing minecraft at his gaming set up (you ofc notice that he put your beds together in game)
⌖ the next day he takes you to a local arcade and you spend the entire day there competing against each other (tomura is such a sore loser)
⌖ he asks you to be his girlfriend while you walk back home to his place
you are personally and directly hit by a bus¹ and isekai-ed, via resurrection, into the body of the main character your most recent WIP
reblog and tell me: on a scale of 1–10, how screwed are you right now?
¹ this is, transparently, a plot device, so if you are about to tell me "joke's on you, I never leave my fifteenth floor apartment!" then you may rest assured it will have tremendous comedic value when the bus is launched into the sky and crashes through your apartment wall to flatten you anyway
baldkugo,,,, baldkudeku
Mornings with Husband!Nanami
He finds mornings bittersweet.
On one hand, he has to go to work, and worst of all, leave you. And on the other, he gets to see a side of you he only sees in the early hours of the day, when most of the city seem to still be asleep and he gets to catch sight of your slumbering face without you knowing and grumbling about it.
Husband!Nanami always has the ring on his alarm off. So instead of that obnoxious blaring, he’s instead woken up by vibrations which rumble under his pillow. Why does he do that?
Well, of course, because he doesn’t want to wake you.
Even before you two officially began dating, you made it abundantly clear how much you hate waking up early. And then when you had started dating, you made it exponentially clearer how much you absolutely, irrevocably despise — nay, resent! — having to part ways with his warm, solid body.
Husband!Nanami slides himself out of bed, dressed only in his boxers, and he tucks the covers back over you, smiling to himself as you snuggle against his pillow.
Once showered, he makes a quick breakfast and makes sure there’s a fresh pot of coffee for you before he heads back into the room to change as quietly as possible. Tiptoeing, he makes his way around the room, avoiding the parts of the floor that creak. And despite his best efforts, his darling wife apparently has instincts a successful sorcerer with quality skills and talents cannot overcome.
“Kenny,” you groan out.
Husband!Nanami sighs, mentally kicking himself for his carelessness. “Morning, sweetheart. I’m so sorry for waking you.”
“Mmm, it’ll be okay if you kiss me.”
He watches you push yourself up with your eyes closed just as he buttons his shirt. There’s a sleepy smile on his face that’s dazzling and your eyes are compelled by that divine light to open just enough to beckon him over.
Husband!Nanami loves to tease, so he says, “I’d love to, darling, but your morning breath is infamously deadly.”
A laugh is startled out of him by the finger you shove in the air.
Husband!Nanami can’t ever say no to you. He just can’t. He’s tried a couple times: when you asked for a parrot, when you wanted to squeeze him in a pretty dress of yours, and when you tried to propose to him.
Sometimes he was successful. Sometimes he wasn’t. This time is the latter.
“Alright, but just one kiss, okay? And then I have to go. Promise me, honey.”
Husband!Nanami knows you have your fingers crossed behind your back when you nod with a cheesy grin, citing, “Scout’s Honour!”
And just as he suspects, you do not stick to your promise and he finds himself wrestled into bed with your surprising strength — though, he won’t admit that he doesn’t exactly fight your hulk-like grip.
Husband!Nanami arrives at work right on time, which by his standards is late, but he doesn’t complain. In fact, when he settles into his office, he’s opening the picture you sent him and it's an arrow to the heart. You're in bed wearing his shirt, and just his shirt, with the most adorable pout ever. It takes him all his strength to fight the urge to drive home and bury himself in your arms…
Maybe even between your legs, but that’s lunchtime’s problem.
Husband!Nanami can't wait.
new hire — bakugou katsuki
summary. when midoriya suggests bakugou make his way up the rankings, he takes you under his wing: someone with no hero experience other than their license exam and a dream.
@ mutuals rb this w how tall you are i wanna know
i’m 4’11
why was tomura ever in charge of a terrorist villain organisation… he should’ve been in my lap playing dating sims
omggg ur picrews are sooo cuteee!!! i love love love the white hairrr :33
omggg thank uu!! <33 it’s meant to be blonde lol but i do have a picture of me as a kid where my hair looks white :)
thanks for the tag kenzie <333
no pressure tags; @ezra1ezra @feralshenanigans @txri01 + n e one else who wants to join 🫶🏼
here’s a sweet picrew to help you end your weekend on a bright note! open tags, as always 🤍
when your first ever angst post is for touya and you scar your mutual so bad that they become afraid of your other angst fics 😬
i’m sorrryyy i love uuu 🫶🏼
deku & bakugo hug after a victory the way soccer players hug when the win a game
😭
remembering that tomura was just a 21 year old kid with a strong sense of justice who loved gaming and hanging out with his friends 🚬🚬🚬
"waow i really wanna be this persons friend.." continues to not talk to them but likes every single one of their tumblr posts i come along
Close As Strangers
synopsis; he's been gone awhile, are things really still the same? (eren jeager x fem!reader) wc; 1,630
cw; angst, open ending but implied to be happy, modern college au, based on the titular song by 5sos, allusions to cheating but no actual cheating takes place, mentions of daily medication (reader has anxiety and adhd), mentions of drugs and alcohol, armin being the goat, mikasa is not a girl's girl, eren being down bad for his girl, no dialogue
a/n; i hit shuffle on my playlist then chose a random character that i thought would fit, have this and enjoy.
six weeks since i’ve been away,
and now you’re saying everything has changed.
and i’m afraid that i might be losing you.
eren left to study abroad six weeks ago, and while that isn’t long, things between you two already feel different. he answers your calls and texts less than usual, and you know that timezones exist, but the difference is only a few hours.
armin and marco try to comfort and assure you that there’s nothing to worry about, that eren’s just busy with the classes and the workload. it eases your mind for at least a few hours before the anxiety is back in full force and you begin to overthink again, especially since mikasa is also responding to the group less and less.
and every night that we spend alone,
it kills me thinking of you on your own.
and i wish i was back home next to you.
he doesn’t even know why he came to this party. the room around eren is hazy, smoke filters in the air as people take hits of the different items being passed around. vapes, pens, bongs, and pipes, eren has seen at least four different joints being shared. music plays loudly throughout the place, he lost track of mikasa the moment they stepped foot into the house. something about going to get a drink was whispered against his ear, his mind too focused on you back home.
he only took this trip because his dad had insisted, something about ‘being good for the soul to travel while you’re young’. eren didn’t care, he wanted to travel with you, and yet you were so far away. he had tried to get you to come with, your parents disapproval kept you from agreeing. his heart aches as he imagines you alone in bed right now, and he wants nothing more than to be laying next to you.
oh, everyday,
you feel a little bit further away.
and i don’t know what to say.
it’s been two months now, eren texts and calls every chance he gets. ever since the night of the party he can feel you growing more and more distant. he knows it’s because of what happened at the party, mikasa got too drunk and confessed that she was in love with him. he had immediately told you about it the next morning, and while he reassured you that he loves you and swore that nothing happened, your anxiety had you wound so tight that you skipped two days of class, to stress clean the entire apartment you shared with him and armin from top to bottom.
you stopped sending him good morning and good night texts, you’d barely give him updates throughout the day too. he has to rely on armin and the others to make sure you’re taking your meds. he doesn’t know what to say to help you feel better. it’d be easier if he was with you.
are we wasting time,
talking on a broken line?
telling you i haven’t seen your face in ages,
i feel like we’re as close as strangers.
your phone calls get shorter and shorter every time, eren can’t remember the last time you facetimed him to fall asleep. he hasn’t seen your face in so long and armin, bless him, tries to send eren pictures of you, but you’ve become less and less photogenic.
the last picture armin sent eren, made his breath hitch, and not in a good way. you looked as awful as he felt, your skin wasn’t the normal shade it always was, and he could tell you weren’t sleeping well. the circles and bags under your eyes told him, and armin confirmed it. eren knew it himself though, when he saw there was no life in your eyes. normally such a vivid and prominent color, they now looked dull and lifeless. if he was being honest, you looked like a stranger to him, and he felt like it too.
won’t give up,
even though it hurts so much.
every night i’m losing you in a thousand faces,
now it feels we’re as close as strangers.
you opened up to eren about how you were feeling around the two and a half month mark. you had called him on a friday night, the first you both had free in a while. the moment he answered you broke down crying about how you missed him and wanted him home. he sat with you on the phone, listening to you cry and get it off your chest before speaking up.
he told you that he loves you and that he’s not going to give up even if the distance is hurting both of you. he promised he’d be home as soon as he could, just a little bit longer. once you had calmed down, you began talking about other things. he tells you that he meets tons of new people everyday, and that the first thing he does when meeting somebody new, is tell them about you and how you’re waiting for him back at home. not being there with him makes you feel like a stranger.
late night calls and another text,
is this as good as we’re gonna get?
another timezone taking me away from you.
it’s been four months since eren left, you call late at night, later than you should be calling. and texts are scattered throughout the day when either of you have time, being left on read or delivered more often than not. things are as good as they’re going to get since you’re both so much busier now.
it’s hard to do much of anything with eren being hours ahead of you in a different timezone, it feels like he’s being taken away from you. he’s busy with classes or an activity by the time you wake up, and sleeping before you even get home.
living dreams in fluorescent lights,
while you and i are running out of time.
but you know that i’ll always wait for you.
your twenty-first birthday had fallen on a saturday, your friends had dragged you out to a club the night before. the loud music and flashing lights provided a good distraction for your anxious mind. the alcohol jean and reiner bought, along with the weed connie brought, had calmed your nerves enough for you to have fun and let loose for a while.
the next morning you woke up to a phone call from eren, wishing you a happy birthday. you talked for a bit but, eren could tell that your time on the phone was running out before you’d have to get ready to spend the day with your family. just before you hung up, he said that he’d wait for you to come home that night so you could facetime each other. he stayed true to his word and facetimed you as soon as you texted him that you were home. you fell asleep on the phone together that night.
on the phone,
i can tell that you wanna move on.
through the tears,
i can hear that i shouldn’t have gone.
every day gets harder to stay away from you.
four and a half months since eren left, you last spoke to him two weeks ago. it was a long phone call, one that had a lot of doubts and insecurities that led into an argument. he missed you just as much, but he could tell this was hurting you. at one point he asked if you wanted to break up, the question only made you cry harder.
you didn’t want to break up, you just wanted him home, and you had told him as such. he could hear the desperation in your voice and regretted ever leaving in the first place, he knew he shouldn’t have gone. it was getting harder to stay away and not go home to you. but soon he promised, just a little longer and he’d be home.
six months since i went away,
and i know everything has changed.
but tomorrow i’ll be coming back to you.
the day marks six months since eren left, the semester has ended and you’ve grown numb to him being gone. there’s a distance between you two, things have changed and everybody in the group can tell. they’re worried what it might mean for when eren comes home, truthfully you’re scared that things will end when he gets back. you love him and don’t want to lose him.
your last phone call was a couple days ago and he told you that he’d been home soon since the semester was over, he just wasn’t exactly sure when that’d be. you’re at lunch with the girls when your phone pings with a message from eren.
1 message from;
rennie 💚🗝️
i’m coming home tomorrow.
his shared location says he’s at the airport and you don’t even realize you’re crying until historia asks what’s wrong. sasha and the others eye you cautiously, worried that something happened. you tell them what eren said and they all smile brightly. ymir rolls her eyes and calls you dramatic, annie smiles and tells you she’s glad that you’re happy again. you message him back before finishing lunch with the girls.
to;
rennie 💚🗝️
can’t wait! i love you ❤️
it had been a long six months, but your boyfriend was finally coming home to you and you couldn’t wait to see him. even if you guys felt as close as strangers right now, you knew it wouldn’t be long before things were back to normal.
from;
rennie 💚🗝️
i love you too ❤️
and if there was one thing that eren learned from this experience, it was that he would never ever leave you again.
samm1e13 ©️ don’t use, copy, or steal my works
Writing tips for long fics that helped me that no one asked for.
1.) Don't actually delete content from your WIP unless it is minor editing - instead cut it and put it in a secondary document. If you're omitting paragraphs of content, dialog, a whole scene you might find a better place for it later and having it readily available can really save time. Sometimes your idea was fantastic, but it just wasn't in the right spot.
2.) Stuck with wording the action? Just write the dialog then revisit it later.
3.) Stuck on the whole scene? Skip it and write the next one.
4.) Write on literally any other color than a white background. It just works. (I use black)
5.) If you have a beta, while they are beta-ing have them read your fic out loud. Yes, I know a lot of betas/writers do not have the luxury of face-timing or have the opportunity to do this due to time constraints etc but reading your fic out loud can catch some very awkward phrasing that otherwise might be missed. If you don't have a beta, you read it out loud to yourself. Throw some passion into your dialog, you might find a better way to word it if it sounds stuffy or weird.
6.) The moment you have an idea, write it down. If you don't have paper or a pen, EMAIL it to yourself or put it in a draft etc etc. I have sent myself dozens of ideas while laying down before sleep that I 10/10 forgot the next morning but had emailed them to myself and got to implement them.
7.) Remember - hits/likes/kudos/comments are not reflective of the quality of your fic or your ability to write. Most people just don't comment - even if they say they do, they don't, even if they preach all day about commenting, they don't, even if they are a very popular blog that passionately reminds people to comment - they don't comment (I know this personally). Even if your fic brought tears to their eyes and it haunted them for weeks and they printed it out and sent it to their friends they just don't comment. You just have to accept it. That being said - comment on the fic you're reading now, just do it, if you're 'shy' and that's why you don't comment the more you comment the better you'll get at it. Just do it.
8.) Remove unrealistic daily word count goals from your routine. I've seen people stress 1500 - 2000 words a day and if they don't reach that they feel like a failure and they get discouraged. This is ridiculous. Write when you can, but remove absurd goals. My average is 500 words a day in combination with a 40 hour a week job and I have written over 200k words from 2022-2023.
9.) There are dozens of ways to do an outline from precise analytical deconstruction that goes scene by scene to the minimalist bullet point list - it doesn't matter which one you use just have some sort of direction. A partial outline is better than no outline.
10.) Write for yourself, not for others. Write the fic you know no one is going to read. Write the fic that sounds ridiculous. You will be so happy you put it out in the world and there will be people who will be glad it exists.