That Damn God!

[No idea when I'll pick this up and write it again. Marking it complete so my profile looks better, but this is abandoned!] Fans of the great author: Throwing bricks! What kind of garbage is this? Compared to our great author's work, yours is a pile of crap. The uke angrily throws bricks at the great author: Throwing bricks! What kind of garbage is this? It's not even remotely wish-fulfillment, and it's not entertaining at all. Go slit your belly and die, you jerk! The seme (the great author): ...Behave. Don't make a fuss. Then he turns around and starts writing a silly, fluffy story. The great author's fans: QAQ, what's wrong, Great Author? Why has your style become so... silly? One-line summary: A ditzy uke writes a silly story, which his brainless fans compare to the great author's work. The uke takes out his anger on the great author, only to discover that the great author has a crush on him and is trying all sorts of ways to please him. The brainless fans are left utterly baffled when the great author writes a silly story and lets loose. The truth teaches us that one little brick can cause a huge storm~ P.S. This is a fluffy, sweet story. If that's not your thing, don't read it. It's a short story, and probably won't be very long. Lighthearted and sweet, no angst. A childish, silly, sweet, willful uke x a doting, domestic-god seme who treats him like a wife Theme: