The wife of a Supreme-Commandent(Nurarihyon X Oc)

Poll

So, I started this fanfic when I was in grade 6, and needless to say, I've lost interest.

I'm sorry this isn't the chapter update you probably wanted, but I was just curious and I'd like some opinions.

If I were to publish a story, either here and/or on Quotev (if y'all use that site), about a high school drama using my own OCS, would you be into that?

I'll include a little snippet for all y'all interested. The main character is a queer androgynous presenting character. I have a drawing, if y'all wanna see, let me know.

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A raging headache. My head pounds so hard and everything feels as if the brightness was turned up to 100. I squint my eyes as the blinding sun shines through the crooked curtains, in an unfamiliar room I have no recollection of. Where am I? Why am I here? I look down and I'm in a bed- plush, silken and way too expensive. It takes me a little too long to realize that I'm only in my binder, my clothes strewn about near the bed. 

The bed shifts in weight next to me, and I turn. If I recall correctly, the stunningly striking boy deep asleep next to me, shirtless, is Felix from school. One of the most popular boys, part of the basketball team, the typical high school clique for fashionable and loaded students. A few bits and pieces from last night seem to come back to me, and at least I can remember that the bedroom, is actually one of the many guest bedrooms in Felix's house. The party was thrown by him and his clique friends, and Quin had dragged me here after the semiformal to have some real fun- alcohol. No wonder my head feels like it's going to split apart. 

I take a moment to study Felix's face. His brown hair seems to shine like bronze in the sun, his flawless skin that would make models cry, and relatively well built body. Freckles spot his cheeks like stars. Anyone would be delighted to sleep with him. Not me. I didn't even want to be near him. I don't want to involve myself deeply with him, his clique, or anyone I'd never see after high school again, in fact. His bleary hazel eyes look up at me, before a long arm swings up from under the sheets and pulls me down next to him. Snuggling with Felix. This is new. 

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If you want, leave a comment on this specific line or on the chapter that you want to see it (idk how wattpad works anymore).

If not, on this line or say "no."

If you don't care or you want me to continue this story regardless of how long it takes, say "idc" or "continue."

I DO have a chapter I haven't published yet because it's like half written and I've been busy with getting into uni.

Thank you for your patience and/or if you're just droppin' by, I'm sorry your eyes had to read that first chapter. I'll prolly drop in after a while to either A. Update or B. Publish the story, so keep tuned for that if you're interested.