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Do posts have to have many notes/have been influential to qualify or is it enough if they're old and very, very good?

my measurement for a heritage post is it has to have been posted between 2010-2016 and have at least 10k notes. the exceptions to this are if i personally think they are funny and/or have heritage energy bc it’s my blog and i do what i want 😌 (ex- the british gerard way post)

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[codgod-archive]

i really need to edit that “how 2 survive” post i made to have some kind of indication that it’s about minecraft roleplay because it is just so far out of containment now

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God your boobs are so amazing I wanna suck on your titties so bad 🤤

they were made to be sucked 🥰🥰

[thebearprince]

‏Welcome 👋

‏I am Ahmed from Gaza. I am 19 years old. I ask you to help me complete my university studies and save me and my family from the genocidal war in Gaza. 🍉😭🇵🇸🙏

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[sixeyesonathiel]

what happens when gojo satoru sees a tiktok that says “she won’t marry you if you don’t bake her cookies” and takes it way too seriously?

a/n : satoru in a small ponytail. that’s it. i am so ill.

it starts with a tiktok.

some ridiculous, pastel-filtered, bubbly-voiced thing that popped up on his for you page. satoru wasn’t even paying attention at first—phone half dangling from his hand, his long legs stretched across the couch, socks mismatched, one slipping off at the heel. eyes glassy from too many cursed reports. a headache blooming behind his infinity.

then he hears it:

“she won’t marry you if you don’t bake her cookies.”

the video loops, endlessly.

satoru’s entire body tenses like he’s been struck. won’t marry me? the phrase echoes. his thumb hovers above the screen, then slowly lowers it like he’s disarming a bomb. he watches the video again. and again. and again. each repetition more damning than the last.

because here’s the thing—he’s already imagined it. you, in white. your name beside his on every formality. the tiny domestic moments. the matching toothbrushes. your socks in his drawer. the way you scrunch your nose at strong coffee but drink it anyway because it reminds you of mornings with him. gojo satoru, known for his irreverence, hasn’t taken anything seriously since he was sixteen—except you.

so, of course, he can’t take any risks.

within five minutes, he’s spiraling. tabs multiplying like cursed spirits. “best cookie recipes to make her love you.” “is baking a love language.” “can cookies be legally binding.” he’s skimming mom blogs and side-eyeing user reviews like they’re jujutsu intel. he gets into an argument with a reddit user named sugarboi92 about sea salt ratios. he forgets to blink.

you’re across from him on the couch, knees tucked to your chest, headphones in, humming softly to yourself. your lips move slightly with the lyrics. you don’t even notice the way his blue eyes flick toward you every thirty seconds, like he’s checking the stakes of the mission. his gaze lingers on the slope of your shoulder, the arch of your brow when you’re concentrating. the way you curl your toes slightly when you're content.

the next day, the kitchen is chaos.

flour in his hair. streaked across one cheek like warpaint. he’s tied his hair back, sort of—a stubborn, barely-there stub of a ponytail held by one of your elastics, fraying loose at the crown. his bangs still refuse to behave, fluttering messily over his forehead. he’s in your apron. pink. frilly. a cartoon cat winking on the chest. it rides up awkwardly over his broad frame, and he wears it with the dignity of a man crafting destiny.

his sleeves are rolled to the elbows. his forearms flex as he stirs. his fingers are clumsy, smudged with brown sugar. a smear of chocolate ends up on his temple. he mutters under his breath with each step, reciting the recipe like a curse formula. every so often, he glances toward the door, listening for your footsteps.

jazz plays faintly from the speaker. something soft, velvety. the smell of vanilla and browned sugar hangs heavy in the air. when he spins to check the oven, his socked foot slips slightly on a patch of spilled butter—he stumbles, catches himself with infinity, then growls, “no, no, no—these are for my wife.”

satoru tries. he really tries. he measures, levels, even uses your little kitchen scale. but halfway through, impatience wins. he eyeballs the butter. forgets the baking soda. adds too many chocolate chips. licks the spoon like it might tell him what love should taste like.

the cookies come out uneven. some puffed too tall. others thin, laced with caramelized edges. a few… a few are better left unnamed. but he arranges the best of them on a plate, forming a heart that leans to the side like it’s shy. he pipes icing across the center: “marry me?”

it’s crooked. a little desperate. but honest.

the kitchen is still warm when you shuffle in, rubbing your eyes, hair sticking up from sleep. your sleep shirt hangs off one shoulder. you freeze mid-step, blinking slowly at the sight of him.

he’s standing like a statue—plate in both hands, held up like an offering to a divine force. his hair is coming loose, white strands falling into his eyes. powdered sugar dusts his collarbone.

“...did you bake?”

your voice is raspy. amused. your brows lift slightly.

“for you,” he blurts. “they’re… hideous. but they’re made with love. and maybe some shell. tiny bits. character-building crunch.”

you blink. then smile. soft and slow. your hand comes up to stifle a laugh, but it slips through anyway—light and warm. he exhales like he’s been holding his breath for a century.

you take a cookie, nibble it, eyebrows rising in playful surprise. “not bad. crunchy. very... bold.”

he grins, triumphant and sheepish all at once. “bold like my love.”

later, you’re curled into him on the couch, your fingers idly twisting the hem of his shirt. his hand is at your waist, thumb rubbing slow circles over your hipbone, grounding himself. the crumbs from the cookies are scattered on the coffee table, forgotten.

satoru murmurs into your hair, “you would marry me even if i didn’t bake, right?”

you hum, teasing. “maybe.”

you don’t see the way his jaw tightens slightly. how his hand stills. how his eyes lose focus, staring somewhere into the middle distance.

that night, he doesn’t sleep.

by 3 a.m., he’s back in the kitchen. hair tied up again, face set in grim determination. this time, he double-checks the measurements. preheats the oven properly. watches every timer like a hawk. he sifts the flour twice. levels every cup. wipes down the counter with surgical precision.

because gojo satoru might be the strongest sorcerer alive—but when it comes to you, he won’t risk anything. not even with cookies.

he knows the video’s probably a joke. he knows you’re not the kind of person who’d break up with him over a batch of chocolate chips. he knows tiktok is 90% lies and 10% cat videos with manipulated audio. but what if it’s not? what if, deep down, there's a part of you that really does want warm, homemade cookies from the person you love? what if someone else bakes them for you first?

that’s not a chance he’s willing to take.

not when he’s already seen every future where he loses you—and in none of them did it start with cookies. but maybe that’s why it’s so dangerous. maybe the end begins with small, quiet things.

so he bakes.

and love, unlike cursed energy, can’t be tamed. it pulses, wild and unscripted, without binding vows or techniques—just a heart stupid enough to keep trying.

[writers-potion]

Writing Character Accents in Fiction

Hey there, thanks for the question! I speak English as a second language; most English speakers I encounter aren’t native (yes, including fictional people); thus, this is a concern I’ve explored personally when I write. 

I think the core principle regarding accent writing is this: it shouldn’t be distracting. 

For the same reasons why Stephen King prescribes the basic dialogue tag “said” rather than fancier alternatives like “whispered”, “shouted” or “screeched”, dialogue must be first and foremost easy to read. It must flow like a real conversation – the pace and tone are a lot more important than how specific words are being pronounced by the character. 

Focus on what effect the accent has:

Using adjectives to describe their voice in general. Different types of English (American, British, Australian, etc.) will give off a different vibe, also partly dependent on how your character speaks in general:

Lilting: Having a smooth rise and falling quality; sing-song like. Welsh accent is often described as singing. 

Posh: from a high social class. This is the term generally used to describe the upper-class British accent.

Nasal: this happens when the sound goes through somebody’s nose when they’re speaking. North American accents are more nasal than, say, British pronunciations. 

Brash: harsh, loud, indicative of sounding a little rude. 

Slur: speaking indistinctly; words merging into one another.

Using metaphors.

Her voice was cotton and fluffy clouds. 

When he spoke, the ‘r’s scratched the insides of his throat. 

Mentioning their accent with a brief example(s). 

“Would you like to drink some wine?” she said, though her Indian accent gave extra vibration to her ‘w’s and ‘r’s, making the words sound more like ‘vould you like to drrrink some vine’.

“I want some chocolate.” His syllables were choppy and ‘l’s rather flat, saying ‘cho-ko-lit’. 

Some Tips:

Don’t phonically spell out everything. Perhaps give a few examples in the beginning, but stick to standard English spellings. 

Pay attention to word choice, slang, and colloquialisms. 

An Australian person would say “tram”, not “trolley; “runners” instead of “sneakers”

A Canadian may refer to a “fire hall” – what Americans call a firehouse or fire station

If your character comes from a non-Enligsh background:

Use vocabulary from other languages. 

“What time was the exam, ah? Two o’clock? Jiayou!” → putting “ah” or “la” at the end of sentences + Jiayou means “break a leg” in Singlish. 

“I can’t believe that 4-year-olds have their own SNS accounts now.” → “SNS” is short for “social networking service”, a term used to refer to social media in Korea. This would a subtle difference – even though it isn’t technically Korean at all!

Transpose grammar from different languages. 

For example, in French, plural nouns take plural adjectives (whereas in English, you would speak of ‘white cars’, not ‘whites cars’).

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Scammer pretending to be Palestinian v5

This post is intended to be a reference to check on when you get an ask that looks suspicious and you want to be sure it’s not a scam account. Asks from blogs with GoFundMe links are not scam accounts so you won’t find them on this list. Accounts who are listed here are scams. For more information, please read this post.

As of 7/13/2024, here is the currently known scam accounts impersonating Palestinians needing aid. Here is a list of commonly used names for these scams as the post would be too long if I included them. Please don’t donate to any blog that’s here and warn anyone sharing their posts.

thoughtfulpersonpersona | karldrogo2 | gaziianaliifatmaah | supportdeeanaah |

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None of these accounts are verified as real, are vetted as real, or have been confirmed as real no matter what their post tells you. If you want a list of verified fundraisers, please check out this post. Searching usernames should also help with seeing if someone has already been verified but please be aware that it takes time.

These scammers listed above are taking their posts from real Palestinian fundraisers and passing it off as theirs without linking to the real one. They make names to impersonate actual people and always use a donation pool link for their posts often hiding it behind a linktree link passing it off as a GoFundMe link. These scammers are not on any of the masterlists regarding verified fundraisers if you search.

If you search the scammers asks, you’ll usually find they’ve been at this for almost 3 months now and have been reusing the same asks since with very few changes.

To report scam posts: click the three “…” then select Report -> Something else -> Unlawful uses or content -> Phishing and explain how the account is not legitimate.

[shadowfoxsilver]

Some quick tips to spotting accounts that are pretending to be a Palestinian needing mutual aid. Please keep in mind that not all of them are scam accounts, and that some may legitimate blogs who just aren’t too knowledgeable on how tumblr works. This guide is based around what I go by when checking certain blogs and usually it’s a quick giveaway the blog is a scam.

Please read this post too from my other blog before you tell people don’t donate to gfms:

1. You was sent the ask as someone who regularly shares Palestine related content such as regular news updates of posts by other Palestinians who are regularly giving updates. You may also get these asks from sharing a popular post that is from the Palestine tag. If you post often about Palestine, you will always start getting these asks. These askers don’t care if you state don’t send the asks. They will anyway. Unfortunately minors also get sent asks.

2. The ask has odd formatting such as having odd quotation marks in it or unusual formatting that may indicate it’s been edited and copied from somewhere else. Often the ask is the same thing as the post itself minus a link to a donation site. These asks rarely change so searching it should pull up if it’s been sent to other bloggers and sometimes the asks are edited only to add new phrases to them in time.

3. The account is almost always a few days old or a week old or long depending on how often they have sent asks. Usually some may even be an hour old and reusing a familiar pfp/ask.

4. The blog has a few Palestine related posts or posts from random tags reblogged to pad out length and then no more. They will have no original posts besides the pinned post while occasionally answering asks that they may have received but otherwise nothing else and no further updates given either.

5. They may have a Linktree link that is called “GoFundMe” as if indicating they have a GoFundMe there. However, they don’t. When clicked on, the Linktree actually goes to a PayPal account whose name may not even match the one their supposed name is. They’ll say it’s a friend, but it’s just the same person not someone else. You’ll see this same name across multiple accounts after a while usually giving away it’s not legitimate even under a different theme.

6. The text used by the blogs are often real stories stolen from legitimate fundraisers and searching parts of it in your preferred search engine should pull up the sources. These sources make no mention of a tumblr account either or don’t have the PayPal account associated with them in the info. Scammers often impersonate a real person in need and will ignore you if you show them the source they copied from.

7. Legitimate Palestinians often link to their own GoFundMe posts that their friends have set up or post links to other social platforms they are found on. They will regularly post updates when possible, post sources to support them when necessary, and also generally have some method of verifying their legitimacy. They may often share links to support others as well or give links to charities that have been shown as reliable. They will have more original posts than just a single pinned one and regularly speak to other tumblr accounts beyond just an ask. Please don’t bother them with asks about possible scam accounts. There are many guides out there that can do that for you if you search. You may find verified fundraisers too.

8. Scammers don’t know anything about Palestine and will often have trouble once you ask them anything beyond the mutual aid post. They don’t know the languages decently and you can tell it pretty easily if you’re one who uses it regularly. Whatever the scammers use is often just copied off the site they got the post from. Sometimes the text is just reused from past scams such as asking for insulin that doesn’t last long.

9. These scammers can and will use names stolen off real Palestinians to look more legitimate and trustworthy. They change names constantly once one of their PayPal accounts is shut down.

10. If you do see a GoFundMe link on a blog, don’t immediately assume it’s a scam just because it’s a relatively new account. Check the post notes to see if anyone’s verified the account yet or wait a bit as it takes time. You likely can search around to see if anyone’s posted anything where the blog has been vetted by others. You may also see if the GoFundMe is referred to on other socials or on lists that compile verified and vetted fundraisers.

Please don’t let these scams deter you from sending support where it needs to go. Even if you can’t donate personally, there are other ways to help. If you are sending money, please make sure that it’s going to where it’s needed and the place it’s sent has been verified accordingly. If you find a blog is a scammer, and have been able to prove it, please make sure to alert anyone sharing the post and report the account.

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Rescued Writing Links!

When cleaning out the HEY, Writers! Pinterest I moved some links here. The internet has changed a LOT since I started collecting these, so some links may include outdated info. All were still active when I made this, but it's been in my drafts for a hot minute.

Protip! In Firefox, check to toggle reader view when reading these (mobile: the page icon in the url bar; desktop: same icon or hit F9). This removes popups, ads, screen clutter, and often has an audio option.

Survivors of Internet Decay Award!

These active sites featured most often in my collections so they get the top of the list.

Helping Writers Become Authors

Mythcreants

Bryn Donovan

Getting Started (Ideas & Intros)

How to Start Writing a Book: Learn One Writer’s Process | Marian Schembari

How to Start a Story: 30 Opening Scene Examples | Bryn Donovan

Don’t Panic! What to Do When You Have Too Many Story Ideas | Faye Kirwin

How to Write a Killer First Chapter | Rae Elliot

How To Write A Captivating Opening Sentence

Outlining

How to Create a Flexible Outline for Your Novel | Faye Kirwin

Protagonists

How to Write Believable Characters | Bridget McNulty

4 Ways to Write a Likable Protag at the Start of the Character Arc | KM Weiland

5 Tips for Writing a Likable "Righteous" Character | KM Weiland

I Hate Your Protagonist! Want to Know Why? | KM Weiland

The Secret to Writing Dynamic Characters: It's Always Their Fault | KM Weiland

A Protagonist’s Moment of Realisation

Antagonists

Blurring the Lines: What Are Anti-Heroes and Anti-Villains?

Antagonists: Inner & Outer Demons | Kristen Lamb

How to Write Multiple Antagonists | KM Weiland

Character Building

The Epic Guide to Character Creation, Part 1 | Kylie Day

Pick Up A Bad Habit | Maggie Maxwell

How To Write Characters from the Opposite Gender | Rachel Poli

Top 4 Tips for Using Backstory in Your Novel | Diana Anderson-Tyler

Depicting Background Characters | Chris Winkle

Scene Building

The 5 Elements Of A Good Scene | Amanda Patterson

A New Way to Think About Scene Structure | KM Weiland

2 Ways to Make the Most of Your Story’s Climactic Setting | KM Weiland

8 Things Writers Forget When Writing Fight Scenes | Lisa Voisin

Descriptions

Master List of Facial Expressions | Bryn Donovan

Master List of Words to Describe Voices | Bryn Donovan

Master List of Physical Description for Writers | Bryn Donovan

Writer’s Guide to Serious Injuries and Calamities | Bryn Donovan

How to Ground Your Reader (in the setting) | Rachel Craft

The Forgotten Fifth Sense | Writer's Relief

Never Name an Emotion in Your Story | KM Weiland

Show, Don't Tell: How to Write the Stages of Grief | Ruthanne Reid

100 Words for Facial Expressions

Dialogue

How To Write Good Dialogue: Ten Tips | Irving Weinman

Seven Dialogue Don’ts | Jason Bougger

10 Keys to Writing Dialogue in Fiction | Katherine Cowley

Points-Of-View (POV)

What Every Writer Ought to Know About the Omniscient POV | KM Weiland

Motivation & Support

What New Writers Need To Know About Fear | Bryan Collins

How to Discover Your Writing Process with Gabriela Pereira | Kirsten Oliphant

Editing & Revising

18 Overused Words to Replace When Writing | Oxford Tutoring

An Easy Way to Immediately Improve Your Character’s Action Beats | KM Weiland

Want More Depth to Your Writing? | Sacha Black

How Much is Too Much Backstory? | Ellen Brock

Why Your Writing Sounds Weird (And What You Can Do About It) | Joe Brock

Self-Editing for Fiction Writers | Jenny Bravo

Favorite Revision and Editing Tricks

Short Stories & Flashfic

How to Write a Story a Week: A Day-by-Day Guide | Emily Wenstrom

How Flash Fiction / Microfiction Can Help With Your Writing | Rhianne Williams

Worksheets & Downloads

Writing Worksheet Archive

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1-800-red-hoods-gas-station-attendant-service

Your boyfriend's not fond of you pumping your own gas at night, so he insists you don't do it alone.

🩹 G/AUs: fluff, est. relt. 🩹 TW: reader (f) is called beautiful, pretty, princess, baby, doll (i love nicknames okay leave me alone 😭), mentions of blood and fighting 🩹 WC: 1.5k 🩹 A/N: Inspired by this reel (sfw). Just a little fun and easy read 💗 enjoy!

this blog is 18+. minors do not interact. plz & ty! (ageless/minors/blanks blogs will be blocked)

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Ever since Jason caught a group of people trying to rob someone at the gas station a week ago, he’s insisted you not get gas alone—especially at night.

Your arguments fall on deaf ears. He’s put his foot down and covered it in cement. There’s nothing you can say to make Jason change his mind.

“Hey, beau”—grunts—”tiful. Need somethin’?” Jason asks after the fourth ring.

You can faintly hear the sound of fists hitting skin in the background.

“You busy, handsome?” you wonder, eyes glancing at the low fuel light glaring at you. You already know his answer and the real answer before he speaks.

“Nope,” he answers followed by more grunting. “You home from your ladies' night?”

Upon seeing a gas station in the distance, you signal to take the highway's exit ramp.

“Not yet. I called because I’m low on gas and need to get some to make it home. I figured calling you while I pumped—”

“Where are you?” he asks instead, voice slightly strained.

“Near upper west side.”

“Come to the diamond district, and I’ll meet you there.”

You pull into an empty pump station.

“I’m already at a gas station, Jay. Just—”

“It’s not safe.”

“You’re tracking my location and you can hear—”

“It’s not safe to use your phone while getting gas too,” he continues to interrupt.

You heave a sigh and lean back into your seat, unable to stop your eyes from checking your locks. Although you’ve always been weary of pumping gas at night, you try not to be too paranoid. You hate being on edge all the time.

“Please, doll?” he pleads, breathing heavier.

There are curses in the background that don’t sound like Jason. His attackers must not like him much.

“Alright, but hurry. My light’s on,” you say. You sit straighter and shift gears to leave.

“I’m on my way now. Hey, Red Ro—”

The line cuts off, but you figure Jason’s recruiting Tim to take care of his loose ends. You feel bad for taking Jason away from his work, but you don’t want him to be upset with you for getting gas by yourself. He’s not fun when he’s grumpy.

Jason’s sitting comfortably on his motorcycle when you turn into the station.

When he sees your car, he stands and waves. You know there’s a grin behind his helmet.

The gas station is empty except for the convenience store worker. He looks at the vigilante suspiciously from inside.

You park at the station he’s at, turn off the car, and pull the lever that opens the gas tank. You climb out and smile at him, holding your card in one hand.

“Hi there, cutie. You come here often?” you tease.

He chuckles and swiftly pays for the gas before you can. You give him a disapproving look that he ignores.

“Only for you, princess,” he replies.

You put your card away as he takes the pump and untwists the tank’s cap.

“You don’t have to do that,” you say, feeling guilty again. You figured he’d come and watch the area, not actually pump your gas for you.

“I don’t mind,” he says. “You can sit back down and jus’ look pretty for me, baby.”

“That makes me sound like a spoiled brat,” you huff but do as you’re told, keeping the door open so you can converse.

Jason leans against your car as he fills your tank.

“Well, you’re only half right. You are spoiled, but that’s the way I like it.”

You shake your head at his reply, but there’s a smile on your face. Truthfully, it’s a little nice to not have to worry about anything—to just let Jason care for you.

Your eyes scan his tall form, taking in his armored-covered body and shiny helmet. You notice a few dark spots on his gloves and clothes that you figure are blood.

“It’s a little funny seeing the Red Hood pump my gas,” you quip as you grin at him.

“What can I say? I’m here to help the citizens of Gotham in any way,” he jokes.

“You have a busy night?” you ask, recalling the phone call from earlier.

“Nothin’ too extreme,” he replies.

When your tank is full, he returns the pump and twists the cap back on.

He moves in front of you, resting one hand on the car’s top while he leans down.

“If it weren’t for that goober watching us like a hawk, I’d give you a kiss,” he says.

“Only a kiss? I’d pull you in the back seat and have some fun,” you say with a flirty smile.

He laughs and lowers his head more. You’re so tempted to kiss him.

“We’ll have fun at home,” he says.

“You’re coming back with me?” you ask, eyes opening wider with hope.

He shakes his head. “Sorry, princess. I still need to go help Tim. I’ll be back soon though.”

“Define soon,” you reply with a slight pout.

Jason drops in a squat so he can take your hands; the act is hidden by your door.

“An hour or two?” he says. “But don’t wait up. It could be longer.”

You nod solemnly.

Jason squeezes your hands, thumbs rubbing your skin tenderly.

“Text me when you get home, ‘kay?” he asks.

“Okay,” you say.

Jason releases your hands to rub your thighs.

“Thank you for calling me,” he adds.

“Yeah, well, I didn’t want my boyfriend upset with me,” you huff halfheartedly.

Jason squeezes your legs.

“Just want ya safe, doll.”

“I know,” you sigh and place your hands over his.

“I better get going,” he says and reluctantly begins to pull away.

You grab his hands to hold him close.

“Ya know, you might as well just kiss me. I think the worker knows you’re not just here to pump a random Gothamite’s gas.”

Jason chuckles and takes a peek at the window. The worker still looks on, but now with a confused face. When he notices Jason staring, he averts his gaze. Though, Jason knows it won’t last long.

“Fine,” he relents and leans down.

You grin, reaching out to cup his helmet as you kiss the cool material. Of course, it’s not the same as feeling his lips on yours, but the sentiment is felt.

“Love you,” you murmur as you pull away and drop your hands.

Jason sighs longingly. “Love you too, beautiful. See you at home.”

“See you,” you reply.

Jason ends up following you for a while for extra precaution before heading back to his patrol shift. He doesn’t come home for another three hours.

When he does, you’re on the brink of sleep. Still, you turn in his arms so you can snuggle your face against his chest.

“Missed you,” you mumble.

His chest vibrates as he laughs. “You saw me a few hours ago.”

“And what ‘bout it, Todd?” you huff.

He pulls you even closer and rests his head against yours. His body feels so nice. You wish you could stay in his arms for days.

“Nothin’, doll. I missed ya too,” he says in a deep, tired voice.

“Hmph! Thought so,” you reply and carefully lift your head to give him a triumphant smile.

Jason releases an amused puff of air.

“Get some sleep, silly,” he says.

“Kiss first,” you demand, puckering your lips dramatically.

Jason grins and angles his face to give you a tender smooch.

Your lips spread in a grin upon feeling him directly.

When he goes to pull away, you whine in protest and chase after him. You capture his mouth again before he can get too far.

Jason laughs into the kiss, pulling you on top of him. His hands trail up your sides to cup your face. His warmth spreads from your cheeks to your heart.

There’s a dopey, sleepy smile on your face when you pull away.

“God, I love you,” Jason says with the utmost sincerity that squeezes your heart.

“Not as much as I love you,” you sing-song, leaning down to peck his lips.

“Yeah, right,” he chuckles and moves his hands back to your sides. He slides them under your shirt to feel you directly.

Instead of arguing, you lean down to kiss him once more.

“You’re comfy,” you mumble.

He can’t stop the happiness that shows on his face at your words. He gently eases you down by pressing lightly on your upper back and says, “Good. I like you like this.” 

He adjusts his head against his pillow and closes his eyes, arms holding your body to his like a teddy bear.

“I like being here,” you reply and lay your head on his chest. You love hearing the rhythm of his heart.

You feel him give your head a kiss before he gets settled. It’s not long before his breathing gets steadier, and his arms lax slightly around your body. As you join him in dreamland, you realize you’ll never feel safer than in his arms. 

A/N: I have this for my other blog, so I wanted to share it here too: For my “shy/silent” readers, I’ve created a feedback form where you can share your thoughts on my fics in a more anonymous and private way. ^-^

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Juice Boxes & Bedtime Stories

Summary: When a last minute babysitter cancellation forces you to leave your little girl in the hands of Lt Jake Seresin, you return home later expecting chaos. Instead you find warmth, laughter, and a glimpse of a future you never thought possible. 

Warnings: Mentions of Partner Loss (implied death but undefined)

Word Count: 3.4k

A/N: Based on the Superbowl Commercial Glen is doing for Ram. Gif credit goes to @kaizsche (the BEST blog for gifs!)

The soft clatter of toys echoed through the living room as you adjusted the strap of your dress, glancing up just in time to see your daughter wrapped in a fluffy blanket like a burrito pouting from her spot on the couch.

“But why do you have to go, Mommy?” she whined, dramatically flopping onto her side. “I want to have a movie night with you and Jakey!”

A chuckle rumbled from across the room. “Jakey, huh?” Jake stood near the kitchen, arms crossed, grinning in amusement at his new nickname.

Your daughter giggled, momentarily distracted from her sulking.

You stood, smoothing your dress with a smile. “Sweetheart, I won’t be gone long. And the babysitter is super fun, remember? She said she’d even bring that princess coloring book you love.”

“But what about my bedtime story! You always read me my story! And she always forget!” Your daughter pouted, lips pursed.

Jake immediately stepped in to try and help. He made his way over to her and crouched beside her, tapping her nose lightly. “Tell you what, kiddo. While your mom finishes getting all fancy, how ‘bout we build the biggest pillow fort ever?”

Her eyes lit up. “Bigger than last time?”

Jake smirked. “Way bigger.”

That was enough to pull her attention away. As she scrambled off the couch to start gathering pillows, you mouthed a thank you to Jake before slipping down the hall to your bedroom.

You grabbed your earrings and slid them into place as you took one last glance in the mirror. You didn’t get nights like this often. Time to be you, and not just "Mommy." 

You reached for your phone to check the time when a notification popped up. Babysitter: Hey, I am so, so sorry, but I have to cancel tonight. I’ve been feeling kind of sick all day and don’t want you guys to get it!.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” You muttered to yourself. You immediately dialed her number, but it went straight to voicemail.

Okay. No big deal. You had other options. You scrolled through your contacts, calling the first backup. No answer. The next one was busy. One by one, your already limited options dwindled, and by the time you lowered your phone, a sigh slipped from your lips. There it was. Your long-awaited girls' night, slipping through your fingers.

You took a breath, pressing your fingers to your temple. Well, looks like I’m staying in tonight.

“Sweetheart? What’s wrong?” You turned to find Jake leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching you with that familiar cocky tilt of his head.

You closed the distance between the two of you, stepping into his space and wrapping your arms around his torso. The moment your head fell against his chest his hands slid down your back resting there with a comforting squeeze.

He didn’t say anything at first, just held you. Let you take a second to breathe.

You let out a long sigh. “The babysitter cancelled.”

You felt Jake shift, glancing down at you. “Alright,” he said slowly. “Not ideal, but not the end of the world.”

“I called my backups. No one’s free.”

“Ah.” He nodded, like the picture was coming together. “So, what? You’re canceling your night?”

You pulled back just enough to look up at him, frustration flickering behind your eyes. “I mean, what else can I do? I can’t leave her here alone and I can’t take her with me.”

Jake’s response was instant, casual, like it was the simplest solution in the world. “I’ll watch her.”

You blinked. “What?”

He smirked. “I’ll stay. You go.”

You froze for a moment. You and Jake had been together for about six months now. And you had introduced them about a month ago. He was great with your daughter. He was sweet, playful, and patient in ways you hadn’t expected. But he’d never been alone with her before. And this was a whole night. Dinner, getting her ready for bed…

Jake must have noticed your hesitation because he let out a chuckle, squeezing your waist. “Come on, sweetheart. I can handle a tiny human for a few hours. How hard can it be?”

Before you could answer, the sound of little feet against the hardwood interrupted. You turned just as your daughter skidded into the doorway, her eyes wide with excitement.

“You’re staying with me, Jakey?!”

Jake grinned down at her. “If your mom says it’s okay.”

She gasped, spinning back to you. “Mommy! Please let him! Please, please, pleeeease?” She was practically bouncing on her toes, hands clasped under her chin like she was making the biggest wish in the world.

Jake arched a brow at you, the corner of his mouth twitching. “Well?”

You let out a slow breath, scanning his face. He looked so confident, so sure of himself. Your daughter adored him. And deep down, you knew you could trust him.

Still, you leveled him with a serious look. “Alright. But there are rules.”

Jake smirked. “Hit me.”

You started ticking things off on your fingers. “Bedtime is at eight. No more than one juice box. Snacks are in the pantry, but no chocolate after six.”

Jake held a hand over his heart. “Got it.”

You pointed toward the fridge. “Emergency numbers are on the fridge. If anything happens—”

Jake cut you off with a cocky little grin. “I’ll call you. But we’ll be just fine.” He leaned in, pressing a quick, warm kiss to your forehead before nudging you toward the door. “Go have fun, mama.”

Your daughter squealed, throwing her arms around Jake’s leg. “This is gonna be the best night ever!”

Jake laughed, ruffling her hair. “That’s what I like to hear, kiddo.”

And as you grabbed your purse and slipped on your coat, you couldn’t help but smile.

JAKE’S P.O.V.

A little later Jake leaned against the kitchen counter arms crossed, watching as your daughter stood on her tiptoes to peer into the fridge.

"Alright, kiddo. What sounds good for dinner?"

She spun around, her face scrunched in deep thought. “Mac and cheese.”

“Solid choice.” He nodded as he turned towards the pantry to go find the box of Kraft. “Anything else?”

A beat of silence. Then, with a completely straight face, she added, “With ketchup.”

Jake blinked. “With what now?”

“Ketchup,” she repeated, like it was the most normal thing in the world. She got the ketchup bottle out of the fridge and held it up like it was a trophy.

He squinted at her. “Is that good?”

She giggled. “Duh.”

Jake sighed running a hand down his face. “Alright, but if this is some kind of prank, I’m calling your mom.”

She gasped, clutching her chest like he’d just betrayed her. “No! You can’t tell Mommy.”

Jake smirked. “Why not?”

“Because…” She glanced around like she was about to spill classified intel. Then she leaned in, whispering, “She thinks it’s gross.”

Jake laughed, shaking his head. “Kid, I gotta be honest…she might be onto something.”

Your daughter gave him an unimpressed look. “Just try it.”

He sighed dramatically, pushing off the counter. “Fine, but if it tastes bad, I’m making you eat all of it.”

She beamed, already climbing onto one of the chairs at the kitchen table. “Deal!”

Jake got to work, boiling the pasta while she chattered away about everything that had been going on at preschool.

When the mac and cheese was ready, Jake slid a bowl in front of her, watching as she enthusiastically squeezed ketchup right on top. He tried not to wince.

“Try it Jakey!” She grinned, pushing the bowl toward him.

Jake hesitated, then took a bite. Chewed. Swallowed. And, to his surprise, it… wasn’t terrible.

Still, he scrunched his nose for dramatic effect. “Alright, I admit it’s…okay.”

She clapped. “Told you!”

He chuckled, ruffling her hair. “Alright, alright. You win this round.”

As she happily dug into her dinner she grabbed her juice box and started slurping away. Within minutes, it was empty. She held it up, shaking it a little. 

Then, with the sweetest voice she could muster, she turned to Jake. “Jakey…Can I have another one?”

Jake leaned on the counter, arching a brow. “What’s the rule?”

She pouted. “One juice box.”

He smirked. “Mm-hmm.”

A pause. Then, she tried again with big, pleading eyes, bottom lip slightly pushed out.

Jake sighed, shaking his head. “Kid, that’s cheating.”

She didn’t answer. Just kept looking at him with those ridiculously cute eyes. The ones that were just like her mama’s.

Jake groaned, rubbing his temples. With a sigh of defeat, he grabbed another juice box from the fridge and slid it toward her.

She gasped, grinning. “Really?!”

He held up a finger. “On one condition.”

She nodded eagerly. “Anything!”

Jake lowered his voice like it was a top-secret mission. “This stays between us. Don't tell your mom or I'll be in big trouble.”

Your daughter’s eyes went wide. Then she grinned, holding out her tiny pinky. “Pinky promise.”

Jake smirked, locking his pinky around hers. “Pleasure doing business with you, kiddo.”

She giggled, grabbing the juice box and sipping it like it was the best secret in the world.

And Jake? Yeah, he was pretty sure he was screwed. Because this kid? She already had him wrapped around her little finger.

A while later it was 7:50, and Jake was starting to realize your daughter was a master at stalling.

“Alright, kiddo,” he said, leaning against the doorframe. “Bedtime’s at eight. You ready to hop in?”

She gasped dramatically. “But I need water!”

Jake narrowed his eyes. “Didn’t you just have a juice box?”

“Yes, but juice doesn’t count. I need water.”

With a sigh, Jake grabbed her cup from the nightstand and trudged to the kitchen. When he returned, she took the smallest possible sip before setting it down.

“Okay, now you’re ready for bed?” he asked.

She shook her head solemnly. “I can’t sleep without my stuffy.”

Jake looked around. “It’s right there.” He pointed to the pink rabbit sitting by her pillow.

She frowned. “No, not that one.”

He sighed, hands on his hips. “Alright. Which one are we talking about?”

Her brows scrunched in concentration. Then she pointed. “That one.”

Jake turned to where at least ten stuffed animals were piled in a corner. He groaned. “Kid, you got options. Just pick one.”

She hummed in thought, tapping her chin. “Mmm… maybe the bear.”

Jake grabbed the bear.

“No, wait! The unicorn.”

Jake grabbed the unicorn.

“…Actually, the bear and the unicorn.”

Jake huffed, tossing both onto the bed. “Alright, final answer?”

She nodded, satisfied, and finally scooted under the covers.

He checked the time. 7:55. Not bad.

With a sigh of victory, he sat on the edge of the bed, grabbing the book she’d picked.

“Alright, let’s do this. The Very Cranky Bear.” He opened to the first page. “In the Jingle Jangle Jungle on a cold and rainy day…”

He barely got through the first sentence before she giggled.

Jake frowned. “What?”

“You’re doing it wrong,” she said.

“…Doing what wrong?”

“The voices!” She gave him an expectant look. “You have to do the voices.”

Jake blinked. “There are voices?”

She nodded like this was common knowledge. “Duh.”

He sighed, rubbing a hand down his face. “Kid, I don’t do voices.”

She gasped, sitting up. “But that’s the best part!”

Jake huffed, glancing at the book. “Alright, alright. Show me how it’s done.”

She cleared her throat, then dramatically deepened her voice. “‘GRRRR!’ roared the bear!”

Jake arched a brow. “Okay, that was solid.”

She beamed. “Now you try.”

Jake rolled his shoulders, took a deep breath, and attempted his best bear voice.

“GRRRR!”

Your daughter giggled, but then shook her head. “Hmm. That was… okay.”

Jake scoffed. “Okay?”

She shrugged. “It could be scarier.”

Jake groaned. “Tough crowd.”

She giggled again, flopping back onto her pillow. “Keep going.”

YOUR P.O.V.

Stepping into the house, you braced yourself for the worst. Maybe some crayon drawings on the walls, a kitchen disaster, or maybe even Jake waving a white flag of surrender.

But instead, as you kicked off your heels and followed the soft murmur of voices, you were met with something entirely unexpected.

Leaning against the doorframe of your daughter’s room, you found Jake perched on the edge of her bed, actually reading her bedtime story.

Well, trying to.

Your daughter’s arms were crossed as she huffed dramatically. “Jake isn’t doing the voices right!”

Biting back a laugh, you stepped inside. “Oh no. That bad?”

Jake scoffed. “Excuse me, I think I was nailing it.”

Your daughter shook her head, clearly unimpressed. “The bear is supposed to sound grumpy!”

Jake shot you a look. “She’s a brutal critic.”

Grinning, you slid onto the bed beside them, gently plucking the book from his hands. “Alright, let me show you how it’s done.”

Jake sighed in mock defeat, leaning back against the headboard. “Please do.”

As you started reading your daughter snuggled into your side, eyes drooping with sleep. What surprised you though, was Jake—his arm rested lazily around your daughter’s tiny frame, fingers idly playing with the end of her blanket. He looked so at ease, so comfortable with her.

You stole a glance at him between sentences, your heart doing something warm and ridiculous in your chest.

This was Jake Seresin, the cocky, self-assured aviator. The man who walked like he owned the world, who threw out one-liners like they were effortless. And yet, here he was, cuddling a sleepy four year old like it was the most natural thing in the world. Your chest tightened, something deep and achingly fond settling in your bones.

By the time you finished the story, your daughter was barely awake. You kissed her forehead, tucking the blanket securely around her. “Goodnight, sweetheart.”

Jake ruffled her hair gently. “Night, kiddo.”

Just as you both stood to leave, your daughter’s sleepy voice piped up.

“Mommy…you forgot to give Jake a goodnight kiss.”

You froze.

That smug grin spread across Jake's face as he leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, clearly relishing this moment.

Your face burned. “Oh. Uh—”

Your daughter blinked up at you expectantly. “What if he has a nightmare cause you didn’t give him a goodnight kiss?”

Jake, ever the menace, tilted his head. “Yeah, sweetheart. Don’t want me to have a nightmare.”

You shot him a glare before huffing out a laugh. Cocky bastard.

With your heart pounding far too fast for such a simple thing, you leaned up on your toes and pressed a quick, feather light kiss to his cheek.

Jake’s smirk softened, eyes warm as he murmured, “Sweet dreams, kiddo.”

Then with a hand at the small of your back, he guided you out of the room shutting the door behind you. The second your daughter’s door clicked shut, you exhaled, pressing your back against the hallway wall. Your heart was still beating faster than it had any right to.

Jake smirked, hands sliding into his pockets as he leaned against the opposite wall. “So, how’d I do?”

You gave him a teasing smile. “Well, given that there are two empty ones on the counter I think you caved and gave my child a second juice box, let her stall bedtime for as long as humanly possible, and butchered the voices in the bedtime story.”

Jake chuckled, completely unrepentant. “Okay, but I got her fed, kept her happy, and had her in bed by eight on the dot.” He arched a brow. “I’d say that earns me at least a B-plus.”

You hummed, pretending to consider. “Fine. Solid B-plus. Maybe even an A-minus.”

Jake grinned, stepping closer, his voice dropping to that lower range that always made your breath catch. “Careful, sweetheart. Keep talking me up, and I might start thinking I’m the favorite around here.”

You rolled your eyes, but the warmth in your chest was impossible to ignore. With a shake of your head, you pushed off the wall, heading toward the kitchen. “Come on. You at least earned a beer.”

Jake followed easily, eyes twinkling with amusement. “See, now that is a reward I can get behind.”

You grabbed two beers from the fridge, passing him one as you both leaned against the counter.

For a moment, there was only the quiet hum of the house around you. It was a different kind of silence than you were used to. Comfortable. Familiar. Easy.

Jake took a sip of his beer, then glanced at you, something softer in his gaze now. “You know,” he said, voice thoughtful, “tonight wasn’t so bad. She’s a good kid.”

Your chest tightened, that warmth curling deeper. “Yeah,” you murmured. “She is.”

And then, before you could stop it, your mind drifted. To the past. To him. To the man you thought you’d spend your life with. The man who had held your daughter when she was just minutes old, who had whispered promises into her tiny ear, who had loved her with everything he had.

The ache in your heart was always there. Some days it was dull, a quiet hum in the background. Other days it was sharper, catching you off guard when you least expected it.

For so long, you’d feared that no one would ever be able to step into that space he left behind. That no one could ever love your daughter the way he had.

But tonight seemed like something changed. Just a little. Because Jake hadn’t just stepped in. He hadn’t just babysat or kept her entertained.

He had been there. Patient and warm and soft in all the ways you hadn’t expected. He’d let her win their little battles, humored her bedtime stalling, and held her close like it was the most natural thing in the world.

It wasn’t the same. It never could be. But maybe he could be something else for you and your daughter. Something just as important.

Jake set his beer down, rubbing a hand over his jaw. “I meant what I said earlier,” he admitted. “I can handle a tiny human for a few hours. I’d do it again for you.”

Your grip tightened around your bottle as you looked up at him, searching his face. “You would?”

Jake’s gaze was steady, unwavering. “Yeah.” He smirked a little. “Even if she is a tough bedtime critic.”

You let out a breathy laugh, but there was something else behind it. Something more.

Jake tilted his head slightly, eyes narrowing just a fraction. He wasn’t smiling anymore, not like before. He could sense it. The shift in you, the way your thoughts had pulled you somewhere else. But he didn’t push.

He just reached for you, his fingers curling lightly around your wrist before sliding up to tangle with yours. He gave your hand a small squeeze. And that was all it took.

A shaky breath slipped from your lips as you let yourself lean into him, pressing your forehead against his shoulder. Jake didn’t say a word. He held you. He was solid and warm with one hand pressed against the small of your back.

For the first time in a long time, the ache in your chest didn’t feel quite so heavy. It didn’t disappear. It never would. But standing there in Jake’s arms feeling the quiet steadiness of him, you thought maybe you didn’t have to carry it alone anymore.

Jake pulled back slightly, just enough to look at you. His smirk was gone now, replaced by something softer, something real.

“What?” He murmured.

You shook your head, a smile tugging at your lips. “Nothing.”

But it wasn’t nothing. This was him choosing to be here. Choosing you. Choosing her. And maybe you weren’t ready to unpack all of that just yet, but standing here in your kitchen, with Jake Seresin drinking a beer and telling you he’d do it all over again?

Yeah. You could feel yourself falling. Hard.

But before he could press you on it, you took a step closer and pressed another kiss to his cheek, slower this time. Your lips lingering just a second longer.

When you pulled back Jake was watching you with something unreadable in his expression. Something softer than his usual bravado.

Then, ever so quietly, he murmured, “A-minus, huh?”

You laughed, swatting his chest as you turned away. “Drink your beer, Seresin.”

And as he chuckled, taking another sip, you had the distinct feeling that tonight was just the beginning of something much bigger.

Something that, for once, you weren’t afraid of.

[takamimami]

The Supernova Captains | how they 'tell' you that they missed you.

Pairing: Kidd, Law, and Luffy x fem!reader (use of y/n)

little blurbs about how the captains tell you that they missed you when they were gone, even if they don't use those words :3

CW: SMUT, fluff and smut, cunnilingus, fingering, pretty tame/nothing crazy

🔞NSFW; MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS KEEP IT MOVING🔞

👒

Whenever Luffy is away from you for an extended period of time, you have come to expect that the days immediately following your reunion will be spent with him hanging on you, literally. Every second he can he is either leaning on you while hugging you around your shoulders, sometimes putting more weight on you than he realizes, or he is napping with his head tucked in your lap as you gently play with his hair. He always returns from his missions exhausted, often taking extended naps that have you on the verge of being concerned, even checking that he is still breathing every once in a while. 

If he wakes up and he's not in your lap, he’ll immediately begin to look for you, craving your presence as if you two had spent a lifetime apart. He’d finally end up finding you in the kitchen, helping Sanji prepare some food for him since his routine is usually “eat, sleep, and repeat” when he is recovering from a mission. Once he finds you he’d wrap his arms around you and nuzzle his face into your back, breathing in your scent and letting out a satisfying sigh.

“Don’t know what smells better, you or the food,” he’d mutter playfully as he hung onto you like a koala, making it hard for you to stand up straight, but laughing at his compliment none the less. After his meal he would drag you with him back to his quarters, lazily plopping down on the bed with you nestled in his arms. He’d pepper gentle kisses over your face and neck as he slowly moved down your body, his kisses growing sloppier as he moved lower and lower.

“Sanji’s food is good, but this is the meal I was really missing,” he’d chuckle softly as he pulled down your shorts and moved your underwear to the side, wasting no time before gliding his tongue through your folds and circling it around your clit. Your body would squirm at the sudden sensation, and he’d throw an arm around your hip to hold you in place as he guided his tongue deeper, his nose tickling your clit as he massages your walls with his tongue.

He’d hum in satisfaction as your pussy spasmed for him, moving his mouth up to suck and lick at your clit as you push his face away, trying to catch your breath.

“‘M still hungry, Y/N,” he’d drawl, smirking as he brushes away your hands and connects his lips to your clit again as you gripped the sheets tightly, never one to deprive him of his favorite meal.

🐯

Since it always seems like he is off doing side quests, Law makes it very well known that he missed you, especially if the mission was any bit stressful (aka the straw hats were involved).

When he finally reunites with his crew, you are always the first one he seeks out, often finding you hidden away in his lab reading or helping Bepo with one-off tasks. When he finds you he’ll usually pull you in for a tight hug, his lanky arms wrapping tightly around your middle as he rests his cheek on the top of your hair. This usually lasts for some time, the crew knowing to leave you two be. You can practically feel Law’s tension in his shoulders melting away with each deep inhale of your scent, his eyes shut as he relishes being in your vicinity once more. 

Once he’s held you long enough he’ll lift his head and kiss your forehead, and this usually follows with you asking him how his mission went. If he tells you, it means it wasn’t as big of a headache as he expected, and if he ignores your question and instead asks how you were while he was away, you know that is his way of telling you he doesn’t want to talk about it. He’d much rather hear you talk about yourself than re-live the hellish events of trying to get Luffy to stick to a plan.

But, the way Law really shows you how much he missed you is when he’s finally able to get you alone. He’ll take his time gently undressing you, appreciating every curve of your body as he runs his soft hands over them, missing the way your skin feels beneath his fingers. He’d revel in the way his fingers would leave trails of goosebumps everywhere they went, letting out a small his when he finally swiped a finger through your drenched folds.

“Fuck, I missed you,” he’d whisper, dropping his head down to your breast he was kneading in his other hand, taking your nipple between his teeth teasingly. He’d keep his eyes on you the entire time, unable to look away as he watched your face contort in pleasure. When he slips the first finger inside you he’d feel his cock twitch in his pants, but it's the sound that leaves your mouth as he curls a second finger into your velvet walls that would have him nearly coming in his pants.

But he would compose himself, for now, working his magic fingers inside you as your moans filled the room, a soothing song to the chaos inside his head. He’d have you like this for hours, bringing you to the edge over and over again just so he could hear the way your voice caught in your throat when you cried out his name and feel how your body trembled from the over-stimulation. 

“Just one more,” he’d plead breathlessly into your ear as you clamped around his fingers, regardless of your half-hearted attempts at protesting, “Gotta make up for lost time.”

🌷

Kidd would never admit how much he misses you when he’s away, simply for the sheer fact that he is a stubborn man and would rather die than hear his crew tease him about yet another thing when it comes to you. He grows incredibly restless on the return trip to the Victoria Punk, and either Heat, Wire, or Killer are sure to point out that you are the reason Kidd is in such a rush to return home.

So much so, that when he returns from a mission away he makes it a point not to seek you out and instead disappears into his workshop, knowing that is going to be the first place you come looking for him once you learn of his arrival.

Knowing how headstrong your lover is, you head below deck as soon as you notice Killer and Wire making their way to their quarters, almost positive that is where you will find Kidd.

You’d knock on the door and hear a grunt from inside before swinging open the door, Kidd’s eyes flicking over to you briefly before he turns back to whatever gadget he’d decided to work on.

Once you reach where he is seated you’d massage his shoulders or run your fingers through his hair, trying to gauge what mood he had returned home in. If he was in a good mood he’d stay quiet, letting you continue your ministrations until you inevitably broke the silence and asked about the mission. However most of the time, he’d grumble and flinch away from your touch, “What is it? Can’t ya see I’m busy?”

Growing accustomed to this facade, you’d sit on the bench near his workstation while he worked, grabbing a book from the shelf to occupy yourself or simply just watch him work until he dropped the act. 

When he can no longer take the distance anymore he’ll reach over with his metal arm and pull you into his lap roughly, a cheeky smirk on his face as he observes the excitement in your eyes.

“You miss me that much, Y/N?” he’d growl in your ear, pulling you closer to his chest when he felt your heart rate quicken. “Couldn’t wait to come in here and distract me, hm?”

His teasing sends a chill down your spine, and you feel the tent in his pants grow as you rock your hips into him teasingly. You’d nod your head as you looked up at him, biting down on your lip as he picked you up and carried you down the hall to his quarters. 

He’d hurriedly kick off his boots and pull off his pants after dropping you on the bed, nearly stumbling over as he made his way back to the bed. Your giggle at his clumsiness would make him growl lowly, and you’d teasingly laugh even louder as he approached the bed.

“Maybe you missed me a little bit too, hm, Captain?”

“Not a fucking chance,” he’d snarl as he flips you over, pulling your hips up into the air and bullying his fat cock inside of you without warning. He’d press your head into the pillow as your moans grew louder, trying to drown out the sounds of you so he wouldn’t come prematurely. He’s nearly always unsuccessful, however, his cock twitching as he pulls out of you and hot cum leaks from his cock and your cunt.

It’s then you press your luck by flipping onto your back and smirking up at him, propping your self up on your elbows as you lick your lips. “Need a minute?”

Your teasing has him lunging forward and kissing you roughly, biting your bottom lip as he pushes his semi-hard cock back inside you, a grunted “fuck you,” leaving his lips as he begins rocking his hips back into you again.

my last supernova captains post got so much love, tysm :') i've been recovering from a migraine and pms-ing so sorry if there are typos or mistakes anywhere, I kinda posted this without proof reading lol :3 lemme know what you think, and if you liked it, I would love it if you liked and reblogged to spread the love <3 ✨come say hai :3✨

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[cripplecharacters]

Writing Profoundly Intellectually Disabled Characters

[Plain Text: Writing Profoundly Intellectually Disabled Characters]

While there is a glaring lack of intellectually disabled characters - except maybe big, physically strong, white men who can’t “tell right from wrong” or have a personality - in all sorts of media, specifically profoundly intellectually disabled characters are next to non-existent, with the existing ones being used more often as plot devices rather than portrayed as human beings.

This does make a degree (and not more) of sense considering that 85% of ID people have it mild, 10% moderate, 3.5% severe and only 1.5% has profound ID, the larger group inevitably gets more representation (which doesn’t make it good, but it does exist). However, it hopefully doesn’t need explaining that minorities deserve to be represented too (...and represented well), so this is what this post will be about.

Please don’t treat this as your only source on writing a character like this (even though I’m willing to bet it’s the only one like this, at least on tumblr), do your research and always check other sources.

Also, for clarity: intellectual disability isn't an umberalla term for "mental/brain disability". It's a specific, singular diagnosis that used to be known as "mental [r slur]". It's not the same as brain damage, autism, dementia, dyslexia, and anything else that's not specifically "intellectual disability". It's something that you are either born with or acquire early in life.

How do I Include Them in the Story?

[Plain Text: How do I include them in the story?]

A profoundly ID person will spend the majority of their time either at home or in some sort of care facility since they will require 24/7 help. The easiest role to put them in is probably a family member of another character. I've mentioned on this blog before that the "ID characters always end up as the annoying younger sibling" thing is overdone, but none of these necessarily have to be true for this suggestion to work (especially not the "annoying" part).

A non-ID character could have an intellectually disabled older sibling, twin, cousin, uncle/aunt, the sibling of a grandparent, etc. Seriously - a severely disabled person can be an adult, or even an elder. Just not as a parent, since a profoundly disabled person can't consent (a lot of ID people very much can, but this is the one disability where your level of functioning is baked into the exact diagnosis - profound ID comes with the inability to consent/understand the consequences enough to consent).

"They're a family member" is basically the easiest "excuse" to include a profoundly intellectually disabled in a story (and, as a bonus, you don't have to figure out how the other character would react to meeting them for the first time, since they probably knew each other for a long time already).

If your story isn't about the profoundly disabled character and instead just features them as a character, it would be much easier to not make the other character their primary caregiver. It's simply a ton of work and the character wouldn't have time for fighting dragons and whatnot - it'd be easier to have the abled character spend time with the disabled character at home (or care facility; you can very much visit someone in one) hanging out rather than actually doing the caregiving part.

Outside of a home and a care facility, there are also day care programs that some people might attend. This is the rarest solution out of the three mainly because of financial reasons, but also these resources aren’t as common for people who can’t walk, learn self-care, etc. Going to one takes time (the profoundly disabled person isn’t gonna walk there by themselves) and probably requires a specialized van (that you can bring a wheelchair in, which is incredibly expensive). Most day care programs are focused on people who are moderately or severely ID at most. One made for profoundly ID people would require 1:1 aides, which generally means the programs are much smaller for logistical reasons, but also even more expensive. For most people, too expensive without funding. Basically, this is an option, but you have to consider your character’s financial situation and/or what kind of financial support do disabled people get where they live.

Another way is having the disabled character in some sort of high position - in real life there were quite a few cases of profoundly and severely intellectually disabled royalty. Depending on the place and time there might have been pressure to not let the public see them, but this wasn't always the case. The biggest example of the latter was probably Emperor An of Jin (the first Jin, Eastern one) who was, as his title suggests, crowned at some point. He didn’t actually rule (his uncle did) but yes, you can have a severely disabled person as the head of a monarchy, it’s not without precedent.

In fiction you can do whatever you want anyway when it comes to ableism, you can have it be there, or you can have it not be there - and if it does exist then there are still different kinds of ableism you can portray that aren't the "literally killing-the-disabled-baby/hiding-them-in-some-dungeon level of eugenics" kind. Maybe a rich family who cares about their image would actually be unable to shut up about their kid to show how "saint-like" they are for caring for the disabled - it is unfortunately realistic, and can be a potential way to have the character exist in public, not ignore ableism, and also not go the aforementioned literally-just-murder route that writers usually do to show an ableist family.

Characterization

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Warning; the bar here is somewhere in the Earth's inner core. If your character has a single characteristic beyond aggressive/loud/unmanageable*, they're automatically at the top of most complex fictional representation of severely/profoundly ID characters. Congrats.

* - Some people are those things but, unsurprisingly, they're other things too. A lot of profoundly ID people can actually be completely quiet - you notice people who are loud because they're loud.

As with literally every character, you need to figure out what they like and not like. This can be quite literally anything, but try to think of the basic stuff. Do they have something they really enjoy eating (and conversely - something they refuse to eat)? Do they have some sort of comfort toy or object they don't want anyone touching (and maybe showing them playing with it with a different character could be a way to show how much they trust them)? In more modern settings, do they have a favorite show they always bug everyone to put on? Are they really clingy or do they hate physical contact (again, maybe they only enjoy it from a specific character)?

Another characterization could be comfort objects. A lot of profoundly ID people are autistic (which I'll touch on later) and will have an object that they bring everywhere the same way that non-ID autistic people might. There's nothing really specific here, just another layer of "this character is a Person". Maybe they have a blanket they really enjoy chewing because the texture feels good or some sort of plushie they like to throw around because it makes a sound they find funny. Lots of options. Maybe they have a personal “tell” to let others know they want their comfort object brought to them.

Keep in mind, you have to show this all in non-verbal manner. A profoundly ID person is probably not using any sort of AAC device (the most robust one I remember seeing right now was a low-tech one with "yes" and "no", but there are probably ones who operate on a larger amount of singular words). This is basically another opportunity for characterization - what do they do when they're happy - laugh, flap their arms, make sounds? - and when they're upset - scream, hit themselves, make different sounds? Obviously, you'd have to take other disabilities into account (e.g. many profoundly ID people won't move much, some might not be able to make much audible sound, etc.) but almost anything helps.

This brings us to…

Communication

[Plain Text: Communication]

An important thing (concept?) I'll throw here is "total communication", which can mean different things in different contexts, but here I'll use it to mean "using everything you can to communicate with someone who cannot do so in a ‘traditional’ way".

Communication can be categorized as having two sides; expressive and receptive. For most intellectually disabled people in general, receptive skills tend to be significantly higher than expressive ones, though there are specific disorders where it’s reversed or equal. As mentioned before, most profoundly ID people won’t speak orally, won’t use sign language, and won’t use AAC (though out of all three, AAC is the most likely one). Some might say single words, but that’s about it. It’s not a “physically mute but can write perfectly grammatically correct sentences” situation, it’s more of a “[single noun]” one, if anything. Receptive skills however are pretty decent (in comparison) and they would probably understand their name, the name/title of their carer(s), names of things they see every day, events they have some frame of reference to (e.g. if they grew up Christian, they would probably know what Christmas is), etc. Your other characters could (and should) talk to them like they can understand, even if they don’t catch everything or even most of it. I say a lot of “probably” there, but the people who can’t do so usually have other comorbidities, which I’ll mention later.

To go back to expressive communication, eye pointing can be used to figure out what the character wants. A change in breathing can be used to tell that a character got stressed. Throwing an object can be used as a hint that the character wants to play. Maybe them reaching towards person A means they want to eat, but reaching towards person B means they want them to sing a song for them. Maybe them making a particular face means they just had a seizure and need to be comforted. Whatever their "tells" like this might be, other characters who know them would probably be able to tell more-or-less what's going on - you don't have to go really in-depth, especially if it's a minor character, but figuring out the ways your character communicates with others will make it feel more like a person and not a Disabled Lamp (“if you can replace a disabled character with a lamp or a sick dog, they’re not a character”).

If you read some of these and go "that's a thing that a child would do" then you're not necessarily wrong. A profoundly ID adult might enjoy activities that primarily kids partake in. This is, I can't stress this enough, not the same as "mentally being a child". Otherwise, a whole bunch of adults on this very website would be "mental middle schoolers" based on the shows that they watch - but they're obviously not. A profoundly ID adult doesn't have the "mind of a baby" if their favorite game is throwing a toy, they have the mind of a profoundly intellectually disabled adult. Sometimes people assume that since ID people aren't mentally [incorrect age], they always "act their [actual] age" and essentially end up downplaying how much some people's ID affects them, when the point is that no matter what you do, you are your age. An ID character who is 26 years, incontinent, constantly puts their hand in their mouth, can't speak, whatever, is mentally 26 years old the same way that they would be if they had a wife and a mortgage.

For the last thing from this section I'll circle back to the assumption that all severely/profoundly ID people are loud, aggressive, etc. - as I said, some of them are (just like abled people). The thing is, this is not always an unreasonable response to being unable to communicate with the people who are caring for you. If you had a pressure sore but couldn't explain it to anyone you'd be pissed off and screaming too. That's an extreme example, but still applies. If someone is severely stressed out (for an abled person, this might be inheriting a ton of debt, for a profoundly ID person it can be a change in daily routine), they can lash out. It's an unpleasant but very much human reaction to have, even if what's behind the ID person's behavior is significantly different from what an average abled person might consider "a good reason".

So I guess my advice is, try to show some empathy to the character, even if they genuinely are loud and/or aggressive. Intellectually disabled people - including the profoundly disabled ones - aren't some alien species that is just mean and hates their caregivers for no reason, some just can't process their feelings the way an abled person might because of their disability. That's not to say that caregivers aren't allowed to feel frustrated - because they are - but that very severely disabled people aren't purposefully evil. As mentioned in the earlier parts, all behavior has a cause, just like for literally everyone. So if the character is being "unmanageable": maybe they aren't some cursed burden, maybe they're just stressed out of their mind and now someone they don't know that well is trying to do *something* to them, which they can't figure out because of their disability affecting their receptive language skills.

Resources and What to Keep in Mind

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Some resources you might read about ID can be potentially misleading. Even if you specifically look for causes of the profound severity of intellectual disability, you will get results for mild ID. That's mainly because people with mild ID make up >85% of intellectually disabled people and those with profound ID make like 1%, so they're a minority in a minority.

Basically:

Down syndrome is a very unlikely cause. It's always listed as the main genetic cause of ID, but that's only true for mild and moderate severities. If you choose any of the common causes of ID make sure it actually has the symptoms you're looking for.

Most profoundly ID people will have either severe brain damage early in life (and this can come with cerebral palsy), cephalic disorders (e.g. microcephaly), genetic conditions that you've never heard of (e.g. Pallister-Killian or Emanuel syndromes, 3p deletion), genetic conditions that you've never heard of for a very understandable reason (e.g. X-linked intellectual disability-limb spasticity-retinal dystrophy-arginine vasopressin deficiency… there are hundreds named in this way), or just have it without a known cause. The last one happens much more often than people tend to assume.

For a reason I'll probably discover at some point, most disorders and syndromes that come with ID are said to have "autistic-like features" rather than being "comorbid with autism". In practice, it's the same thing. Your character is probably autistic.

In the same way, a lot of practical resources will assume that ID = moderate ID (since most mildly affected need no or minimal support, and severely/profoundly disabled ones are a small minority) so pay attention if you're looking at the right things. If it's talking about having a job, travelling alone, etc., then you got clickbaited.

Another subsection here will be comorbidities because there are a lot of them. I’ll mention the biggest ones.

Brain damage is the most common one (except autism) and can vary a lot. There is barely anything I can say about this one, it’s an enormous spectrum that for some people causes disability and for others barely affects their symptoms. Cerebral palsy, especially quadriplegic, is seen a lot and might affect the character’s mobility a lot. Some people might be unable to breathe or swallow and need a breathing or feeding tube.

Deafness and blindness are comorbid with a surprising amount of causes of ID. The thing is, you could take advice for deaf/blind characters as-in for a character that has both (e.g.) glaucoma and mild ID and not change much, but this doesn’t really work for a character who’s profoundly disabled like this. The situation that can happen here is that it’s not actually known if the person is or isn’t deaf or blind because they can’t tell you. As mentioned earlier, some people will have absent receptive communication skills. How do you verify if they’re deaf or just not reactive to language? Some people won’t react to even extremely loud sounds, even if they can hear them perfectly well (besides, a lot of deaf people can still hear some). Same for verifying if they are blind - obviously, sometimes there’s something visual going on, but often there isn’t. Especially since the main causes of both blindness and deafness will be brain-based, not ear- or eye-based. Another character not being sure if the disabled character is blind or just very uninterested in visual stimuli is a possibility, especially with less advanced medicine.  This is also why you might see those weird statistics of "between 5-90% of people with [condition] are deaf" kind.

Mobility is almost always severely affected. Some are fully mobile, but that’s simply not common. The average person will be unable to walk independently. It’s not always a muscle or nerve problem (though it absolutely can be), it’s mostly an issue of coordination. Because of this (and understanding physical space), operating a wheelchair (...successfully) might be impossible. This doesn’t mean you should just drop your character in a hospital wheelchair for them to get wheeled around because they will probably need a wheelchair that will actually support them - a headrest, ability to tilt, a harness, all that. This could be done with a powerchair (they can have controls on the back for a second person to operate), a manual wheelchair, or an adaptive stroller.

Now for resources;

One good resource I can recommend is SBSK (which I shared before), to my knowledge this is the only place that interviews severely and profoundly ID people (+their families) and the interviewer is great at actually interacting with many of them. 

Most resources on the practical things only ever talk about caregivers (who are very important) but completely ignore the actual person being cared for which IMO kinda defeats the point.

Good luck writing!

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Today, we’re diving straight into how you fall in love and how you stay in love—what captivates you at first and what keeps someone in your life for the long haul. To understand this, we’ll look at your Venus and Moon signs.

Your Venus sign shows what initially draws you in—what excites you, sparks attraction, and makes you want to pursue someone. But the only way a person can truly stay in your life after that initial spark is through their connection with your Moon sign, which governs emotional needs and long-term compatibility.

Aries Venus: Falling in Love

Aries Venus falls for people who are on the move, independent, and ambitious—those who are out living life, chasing their dreams, and proving their success through action rather than words. They are drawn to bold, magnetic individuals who radiate strength, willpower, and dominance.

For Aries Venus, attraction happens instantly—there’s no waiting period to figure out if they like someone. They crave a connection that’s hot, heavy, and intense from the start. They’re especially drawn to people who seem unbothered by their presence—those who don’t give them immediate attention, creating an irresistible challenge.

Aries Moon: Staying in Love

Aries Moon stays in love with a partner who is strong—both emotionally and physically. They need someone unshakable, someone who stands firm no matter what. They admire lovers who are passionate, confident, and tenacious, never backing down from challenges.

They are also drawn to intelligence and creativity—they need a partner who can stimulate their mind, keeping them intrigued and constantly wanting more. However, while Aries Moon needs a partner who is resilient and determined, they also value humor and lightheartedness. A partner who takes life too seriously will lose their interest. Aries Moon thrives with someone who can crack jokes, make them laugh, and bring a sense of playfulness to the relationship.

More than anything, Aries Moon needs a partner who can keep up with them. They seek someone who wants as much out of life as they do—a lover with enthusiasm, stamina, and courage to chase after their dreams. They are drawn to bold, fearless individuals who are ready to take on the world, not timid or hesitant ones.

In the end, Aries Venus may fall for the thrill, but Aries Moon stays for the strength and excitement that keeps their fire burning.

Taurus Venus: How They Fall in Love

Taurus Venus falls in love through their senses. The moment something catches their eye, they become captivated—the way you walk, the way you talk, the scent of your body, the way your eyes lock with theirs. They are drawn to the physical—the way a person’s body is shaped, their height, their build, the way their features come together. They admire beauty, symmetry, and aesthetic appeal, and they love getting lost in someone’s eyes or being mesmerized by a unique facial structure.

They fall for people who are visually stimulating, those who carry themselves with grace, confidence, and composure. Taurus Venus is especially drawn to people who appear to have their life together—those who exude stability, peace, and success. They are attracted to people who are actively working toward their goals, moving with purpose rather than sitting on the sidelines.

Taurus Venus also loves quiet magnetism. They find themselves drawn to those who are calm, composed, and a little mysterious—someone who doesn’t speak often but, when they do, their voice is distinct and alluring.

Taurus Moon: How They Stay in Love

Taurus Moon stays in love with someone who feels like home—a lover who provides comfort, stability, and familiarity. They want a connection that feels like family, like a past life bond, as if they’ve known this person forever.

Consistency is everything for a Taurus Moon. They stay in love with someone who shows up for them daily—a lover they never have to second-guess. They need a partner who will call, text, and crave their presence without them having to ask.

Taurus Moon is deeply sensual, and they stay in love with someone who prioritizes intimacy, affection, and physical touch. They long for a partner who will kiss them randomly, cuddle them tightly at night, and hug them throughout the day. They crave a lover who listens attentively, remembers their desires, and surprises them with the things they’ve been yearning for.

They are drawn to romantic gestures—candles around the bed, shared meals prepared with love, the lingering scent of their partner that blends with their own. For a Taurus Moon, love is about consistency, devotion, and pleasure. They don’t believe in fleeting honeymoon phases—their ideal relationship feels like a honeymoon every single day.

Gemini Venus: How They Fall in Love

Gemini Venus is captivated by distinct voices. They fall for people who seem calm and composed at first, but when they engage in conversation, the person’s way of expressing themselves draws them in. Whether the person speaks with their hands, has a soothing voice, or an intriguing, expressive tone, Gemini Venus is hooked by seductive voices—soft, deep, or just unique in some way. They fall in love with how you speak.

Gemini Venus enjoys balance in a partner. They are not interested in someone who constantly talks; that can bore or annoy them. Instead, they like someone who is calm and composed but reveals a depth when they engage in conversation. They love those who intrigue them—people who seem to have much more going on in their mind than they let on.

What Gemini Venus is drawn to is difference. If they talk a lot about logical matters, they may be attracted to someone who enjoys discussing psychology. They fall in love with someone who offers something they can’t get elsewhere—intellectual stimulation. When they are mentally satisfied by someone’s words, they fall in love. If the conversation lingers in their mind, if they keep thinking about the person even after the discussion ends, that’s when they know they are in love. For Gemini Venus, it’s the essence of how you express yourself that captivates them.

Gemini Moon: How They Stay in Love

The Gemini Moon stays in love with a partner who is always on the go, someone who is rarely at home and constantly has something to do. The Gemini Moon craves distance in the relationship because it fuels their desire. When their partner is not immediately available, the Gemini Moon feels a sense of longing that keeps them engaged. The key to keeping a Gemini Moon in love is maintaining a healthy distance that fosters desire.

They stay in love with a partner who is five or ten steps ahead of them, constantly moving forward. Whether their partner is in another city or country, the Gemini Moon appreciates knowing that, despite the distance, their partner will always return. When the Gemini Moon is in love, they enjoy experiencing new activities with their partner, but they also need their partner to maintain their own life, to be occupied with their own goals.

The Gemini Moon thrives on the balance between autonomy and intimacy. They need space to explore their freedom but also desire their partner to pour into them when they return. They enjoy doing things together—trying new restaurants, exploring new hobbies like painting, or traveling. When the distance and autonomy are balanced, the Gemini Moon stays in love.

For the Gemini Moon, a relationship is about being able to have long conversations, share intense moments, and experience the fun and stimulating aspects of life together. They are ruled by the twin, so they need someone who can keep up with their pace and energy. They fall for the person who gets them—someone who understands their need for both independence and connection. That is the person they will stay in love with, for the long haul.

Cancer Venus: How They Fall in Love

Cancer Venus falls in love with people who have a calming presence and a soothing aura. They are drawn to those who are mellow, chill, and calm—individuals who don’t make a lot of noise or stand out too much. Cancer Venus prefers people who are not dramatic or overly reactive, but rather those who can simply respond in a composed and gentle manner. They fall in love with someone who evokes emotions of innocence, appreciation, care, and gentleness.

They are particularly attracted to kind, gentle people—those who are affectionate, not just physically but emotionally as well. A simple touch, like holding hands, a hand on the thigh, or a comforting hug, makes them feel cared for and loved. They fall in love with those who show affection in subtle but meaningful ways.

Cancer Venus also appreciates generosity. They are drawn to people who are giving and selfless, someone who will offer something to others without hesitation or expectation of return. They love people who make them feel seen and cared for, whether that’s by showing up for their friends or offering emotional support. They also fall in love with people who love animals and cherish their families—individuals who make family a priority and show love in meaningful, everyday ways.

Ultimately, Cancer Venus wants to be with someone who allows them to be themselves. They need a partner who makes them feel safe and peaceful simply by being their true selves around them. They fall in love with someone who provides a sense of healing and comfort without needing to pretend or be anyone else.

Cancer Moon: How They Stay in Love

The Cancer Moon stays in love with a person who is in tune with them—someone who constantly checks in and seeks to understand their emotional world. They are drawn to people who are compassionate and understanding, those who truly care to learn about their desires, feelings, and emotional needs. Cancer Moon needs a partner who doesn’t simply go about their own life without considering them.

They stay in love with someone who is humble—a person who can apologize when necessary, admit their wrongs, and show vulnerability without shame. The Cancer Moon values a partner who sees their weaknesses not as flaws but as opportunities to grow closer and connect.

The Cancer Moon also loves fierce affection. They need someone who shows them physical love consistently—whether that’s with hugs, kisses, or comforting gestures like massaging their scalp or cooking a meal with care. They are drawn to partners who express love through nurturing actions, whether that’s cooking a meal, washing their hair, or simply being physically affectionate in small, tender ways.

For Cancer Moon, trust is essential to staying in love. They need someone they can be vulnerable with, someone who accepts them holistically, flaws and all. They stay in love with people who make them feel secure and accepted no matter what.

Cancer Moons also deeply value emotional intelligence. They stay in love with individuals who manage their emotions in a healthy way, who don’t react impulsively or ghost them at the slightest emotional challenge. They are drawn to partners who know how to communicate—especially during tough conversations—without throwing their hands up in frustration. A Cancer Moon stays in love with someone who can steady their emotions and foster a relationship based on peace.

Ultimately, Cancer Moon stays in love with a relationship that provides them with a sense of emotional peace—a space where they can feel safe, loved, and supported while also being able to focus on other aspects of their life.

Leo Venus: Falling In Love

Leo Venus falls in love with people who make them feel special and extraordinary, individuals who can see them standing out in the crowd. They are attracted to someone who stands apart, who has an extra flair, uniqueness, and a boldness that excites them. They don’t necessarily fall for the loudest person in the room, but rather for the person who radiates the strongest energy, the one they can feel from across the room.

Leo Venus is drawn to people who are bubbly and happy, with radiant smiles that light up their face. They love people who exude confidence—those who walk with their head held high, with a steady and sure presence, never anxious or scattered. They are attracted to someone who moves through the world without hesitation, exuding strength and poise.

Leo Venus also falls in love with people who are liked and admired by others. They are drawn to those who are well-loved, popular, charismatic, and generous—people who have good friendships and are seen as the life of the party. They fall in love with people who seem to captivate others effortlessly, making them feel both desired and intrigued.

When it comes to physical attraction, Leo Venus is aroused on every level—mentally, emotionally, and physically. They fall in love with someone who stirs them in all ways, someone they crave and want to consume entirely. They are drawn to people they perceive as strong, dominant, and challenging, someone who can tease them and keep them wanting more with each passing interaction.

Leo Moon: Staying in Love

Leo Moon stays in love with someone who shows endless affection and seduces them on every level. They need a partner who sees and acknowledges everything they do, especially when that person expresses pride in them and provides unwavering support. As long as a Leo Moon feels recognized and valued, they remain hooked and deeply committed.

Leo Moon stays in love with someone who never falls apart. They want a partner who is always showing up whole, looking good, sounding confident, and engaging in interesting conversations. They are drawn to people who are bold and have unique personalities—individuals who intrigue them and keep them captivated. A Leo Moon needs a partner who is independent, knows what they want, and isn’t afraid to walk away. They love knowing that the person is with them because they want to be, not because they need them.

The Leo Moon stays in love with someone who makes their entire life feel romantic. They crave experiences, not just ordinary dates. They want to be swept up in something special—dressing up for an evening out, creating memorable experiences together. They fall in love with those who make romance an adventure, turning every moment into something extraordinary.

For the Leo Moon, there is nothing mundane about love. They love passionately, and they need a partner who can take them to new heights, constantly seducing and intriguing them. They want to feel like they are always experiencing novelty—something fresh, exciting, and thrilling with each interaction.

Leo Moon wants to feel desired and flirted with like it’s the beginning of the relationship, even after time has passed. They want to find their partner more attractive and enigmatic every time they see them. For a Leo Moon, love is about constant excitement, energy, and intensity—and they stay in love when their partner can keep that fire alive.

Virgo Venus: Falling In Love

The Virgo Venus falls in love with the essence of a person when they are in motion—when they are doing, performing, and excelling. Virgo Venus is captivated by natural performers, those who are gifted and multi-talented. They are especially drawn to people who have refined skills, not just raw talent, but something honed and mastered.

They admire individuals who possess abilities that create opportunities, establish them as important figures in their field, or contribute to their success. Virgo Venus is intrigued by excellence, whether it be in business, acting, singing, or any other craft. They are drawn to those who have multiple passions and execute them well.

What truly pulls a Virgo Venus in is a person whose skills can either teach or inspire them. They fall in love with individuals who encourage their own pursuit of perfection and continuous self-improvement. The Virgo Venus is enamored by intelligence, capability, and mastery—the smartest person in the room, the most accomplished, the one who stands out through talent and dedication.

Virgo Moon: How They Stay In Love

On the other hand, the Virgo Moon stays in love with someone who brings order to their life. While Virgo Venus is drawn to the performer, the achiever, and the doer, Virgo Moon finds lasting love in a person who provides stability, organization, and emotional structure.

The Virgo Moon craves a partner who allows them to step out of their perpetual “doer” mode and find moments of relaxation. They are deeply connected to someone who can bring ease and structure to their life—someone strategic, intelligent, and emotionally grounded. Rather than chaos or unpredictability, Virgo Moons need emotional stability.

They stay in love with a person who serves as a guide, offering wisdom and support without overwhelming them. Because Virgo Moons are naturally self-critical, they need a partner who provides reassurance—someone who listens, gives constructive feedback, and softens their tendency to be too hard on themselves.

Most importantly, Virgo Moon stays in love with someone who creates a lifestyle for them—a well-ordered, harmonious way of living. They are drawn to those who offer a sense of security, emotional intelligence, and balance. Unlike the Virgo Venus, who thrives on excitement and excellence, Virgo Moon is nurtured by generosity, dependability, and calm energy.

They do not gravitate toward overt emotional displays or chaotic expressions of feeling. Instead, they seek a partner who is steady, communicative, and emotionally intelligent—someone who can express emotions in a composed and thoughtful manner. A Virgo Moon does not want a relationship filled with turbulence; they want a partner who brings them back to center when they feel overwhelmed.

Ultimately, Virgo Venus attaches itself to skill and talent, while Virgo Moon clings to structure and emotional stability. Both placements seek excellence, but while Virgo Venus is captivated by brilliance, Virgo Moon is devoted to security.

Libra Venus: Falls in Love

Libra Venus falls in love with someone they feel an intense attraction toward—someone they find themselves wanting to talk to every day. However, before reaching that stage, Libra Venus typically has a physical type or preference. They are drawn to those who fit their idealized vision of beauty, and once someone meets this preference, they become intrigued and eager to engage.

Libra Venus is a distant lover at first. They prefer to observe, analyze, and mentally construct an image of who they believe a person is before making a move. They idealize their crush, imagining shared compatibility before actual interaction. However, once they decide to engage, they immediately seek connection, searching for common interests and shared experiences.

When a Libra Venus discovers a mutual interest with their crush, they will continue conversations, deepening the bond. Over time, they convince themselves that this person is incredibly similar to them—aligned in values, thoughts, and desires. It is through this sense of harmony and likeness that Libra Venus ultimately falls in love.

Libra Moon: Staying In Love

On the other hand, Libra Moon stays in love when they feel truly wanted and needed. Emotional security for them is deeply tied to feeling desired. They need to know that their thoughts, opinions, and daily experiences matter to their partner.

For a Libra Moon, communication is essential. They want a partner who listens—not passively, but actively. They crave someone who genuinely engages with their thoughts, offering feedback that reassures, validates, and affirms their decisions. Libra Moons thrive on verbal affirmation and mutual dialogue.

Additionally, Libra Moons stay in love with partners who are flexible and adaptable. Decision-making can be difficult for them, so they appreciate someone who can go with the flow, adjusting to their indecisiveness without pressure or frustration.

Like Leos, Libra Moons need to feel particularly liked and adored. They cannot stay in love with someone who makes them feel unappreciated, unwanted, or taken for granted. Their ideal partner must not only desire them but also express that desire openly and frequently. They need to feel as though they are the best thing that has ever happened to their partner.

Libra Moons also require significant affection and quality time to maintain emotional connection. They are deeply romantic and need a partner who prioritizes small yet meaningful gestures—someone who initiates dates, cherishes shared moments, and consistently expresses their love.

While grand romantic gestures are appreciated, what truly keeps a Libra Moon in love is a partner who makes them feel consistently wanted—someone who is affectionate, present, and engaged. They need a relationship that feels like a deep friendship as well as a romance, where both partners enjoy each other’s company and actively nurture their bond.

Scorpio Venus: How They Fall In Love

Scorpio Venus falls in love in a very unique manner. For them, love is not about physical attraction alone; they need to feel something deeper. Scorpio Venus is almost like a demisexual in that they are not drawn to someone just based on appearance. What truly captivates them is the emotional and energetic connection. It’s the person’s passion for life, their magnetism, and intensity that sparks Scorpio Venus’ interest. They are incredibly attracted to people who are passionate about their work, their pursuits, or even their energy in general. This intensity and passion can sometimes feel like fire, as Scorpio Venus experiences love with a fiery, almost overwhelming energy. They won’t always express their feelings verbally, but their actions show how deeply they care. They will fixate on their partner, focusing all their attention and energy on them, making their partner feel chosen and adored.

Scorpio Moon: How They Stay In Love

On the other hand, Scorpio Moon stays in love through a different process. While Scorpio Venus thrives on intensity and passion, Scorpio Moon craves peace, intellectual connection, and space. They need emotional autonomy and are often attracted to people who offer them knowledge and stimulate their intellect. Scorpio Moons don’t want overly intense partners who demand constant emotional attention. Instead, they want a partner who can give them the mental space to process their feelings and who understands their need for solitude. They are drawn to people who possess self-control, power, and persistence, admiring those who are determined and successful in what they pursue. However, Scorpio Moons also crave a deeply sensual connection. They long for a lover who can connect with them on both an emotional and physical level, reaching deep into their soul with their touch.

Sagittarius Venus: Falling in Love

A Sagittarius Venus falls in love with the idea of love. For them, love is about boundless possibilities. They want to feel as if the person they’re with has endless opportunities to grow and evolve. They don’t want a lover who is stuck in routine, confined by rigid roles, or unwilling to reconsider their beliefs. Sagittarius Venus craves a partner who is limitless, exuberant, and full of adventure.

They fall in love with the person who makes them feel happy and free—someone who brings an infectious spontaneity that makes them feel like they can take on the world. Their ideal lover is a dreamer and an inspirer, someone who encourages them to leap forward, chase their goals, and believe in themselves. They need a partner who teases all their senses, keeping them engaged and excited about life.

Conversation is key for a Sagittarius Venus. They fall for someone they can talk to for hours, discussing a variety of topics without it ever feeling like an argument—just a journey of mutual curiosity and intellectual stimulation. They love a person who brings new experiences, introduces them to novelty, and fuels their hunger for exploration.

Sagittarius Venus loves free spirits, peacemakers, and adventurers—the kind of people who embrace life as it is. They’re drawn to partners who reject monotony, who aren’t just rushing toward a final destination but are here to enjoy the ride. They crave someone who is always ready for a new adventure, someone who welcomes passion, excitement, and new beginnings.

Sagittarius Moon: Staying In Love

A Sagittarius Moon stays in love with the person who makes them laugh uncontrollably, the one who makes time slip away whenever they’re together. They fall in love with someone who makes them want to stay, someone they don’t want to run from—even when they deeply value their freedom, they want this person to be a part of their journey.

They stay in love with a partner who is radiant, positive, and endlessly inspiring. Their heart is drawn to wisdom and experience—someone who not only expands their ideas but also adds depth and insight to their existing beliefs. Sagittarius Moons are seekers, always craving new experiences, and they stay in love with a person who encourages their exploration and versatility.

They need a lover who isn’t rigid or routine-driven but instead allows for fluidity, spontaneity, and adventure. Their ideal partner is ambitious, creative, and hungry for more out of life—someone who is always looking for the next opportunity to grow. They stay in love with the person who stimulates them intellectually and emotionally, someone who probes into their soul and challenges them to think deeper.

A Sagittarius Moon stays in love with the one who can make them smile even in their most serious moments, the one they can shower with affection—hugging, touching, and constantly feeling close. Passion is key to their emotional bond; they need a partner who is fiery, passionate, and always ready for adventure.

Loyalty is everything. They stay in love with the ride-or-die, the cheerleader, the one who believes in them no matter what. Their heart belongs to the person who radiates positivity, embraces self-improvement, and is on a determined path to authenticity.

Capricorn Venus: Falling In Love

A Capricorn Venus doesn’t fall in love easily. Love is not their primary focus, as they believe their attention should be on building a fulfilling life outside of relationships. They are more concerned with success, stability, and personal growth, and love is something that happens in its own time rather than something they actively chase.

Falling in love for a Capricorn Venus is a slow process, much like water coming to a boil. At first, the water is still—flat, unmoving, and cool. There is no visible change. But as the heat builds gradually, small bubbles begin to form, and eventually, the water reaches a full boil, bubbling over with intensity. This is exactly how Capricorn Venus loves. They start detached and uninterested, fully focused on other aspects of life, but once they develop deep feelings, their love pours out uncontrollably. They go from calm and reserved to completely captivated—unable to hold back their emotions any longer.

Capricorn Venus doesn’t actively seek love; instead, they fall in love with someone they grow close to over time. This person is usually someone they already admire—someone they respect, find attractive, or see as accomplished in some way. They are drawn to individuals who are disciplined, ambitious, and dedicated—whether it’s in their career, a sport, or a personal goal. Capricorn Venus is naturally impressed by hard work and determination, so they fall for people who have earned their success through persistence and resilience.

Their love develops through shared experiences, deep conversations, and time spent getting to know the person beyond the surface. They won’t rush into anything—they build the connection slowly and steadily. But once they realize they have a crush, everything changes. Suddenly, their love boils over, and they can no longer play it cool. When a Capricorn Venus falls, they fall completely, surrendering wholeheartedly to love.

Capricorn Moon: Staying In Love

A Capricorn Moon is guarded when it comes to emotions. They are reserved, disciplined, and focused on success, often suppressing their feelings to maintain a sense of control and stability. They don’t want to appear weak, vulnerable, or emotionally dependent, so they keep their emotions tightly contained.

They stay in love by staying on track—meaning they need a partner who holds them to a high standard and challenges them to be their best self. Capricorn Moons don’t just want love; they want a partnership that helps them grow. They appreciate a lover who expects great things from them—not in an overly strict way, but in a way that motivates and inspires them. Every time they meet these expectations and succeed, they feel deeply appreciated and even more committed to their partner.

A Capricorn Moon needs a generous and supportive lover—someone who celebrates their achievements and rewards their hard work. Their ideal partner doesn’t just acknowledge their efforts; they make success feel exciting and bring fun into their life. While Capricorn Moons are naturally serious and driven, they need someone who can remind them to enjoy the moment and not just focus on their next goal.

They also crave a sensual and attentive lover—someone who takes the time to truly understand them. Their partner should know when to offer affection and when to give them space. They need time to process their emotions and ensure they are in control, so a partner who respects this balance will keep them feeling safe and grounded in love.

Capricorn Moons stay in love with hardworking, disciplined individuals who share their drive and ambition. They They need a partner who is just as motivated and goal-oriented as they are—someone who doesn’t just sit back and wait for things to happen but actively strives for success in their own life. This mutual ambition creates a strong foundation of respect and a sense of teamwork in the relationship.

However, even the most disciplined Capricorn Moon has moments of self-doubt or exhaustion, and in these times, they need a partner who can lift them up. They fall deeper in love with someone who acts as a source of encouragement, reminding them of their strength and ability to overcome obstacles. Words of affirmation are essential for them—they want to hear that their efforts are recognized, appreciated, and valued.

Quality time is another major factor in how a Capricorn Moon stays in love. But it’s not just about spending time together—it’s about meaningful time together. They don’t want to simply sit in the same room scrolling on their phones; they crave deep conversations, intimate moments, and shared experiences that strengthen their bond. Looking into their partner’s eyes, feeling understood, and truly connecting on a profound level keeps them emotionally invested.

At their core, Capricorn Moons are loyal, dependable, and deeply committed once they have fully opened their heart. While they may struggle to express emotions openly, their love is shown through acts of devotion, reliability, and unwavering support. They stay in love with the person who understands their need for structure, respects their independence, and inspires them to be their best self.

For a Capricorn Moon, love is not just about passion—it’s about building something real and lasting. They don’t fall in love easily, but when they do, they are in it for the long haul, choosing a partner who will grow with them, support them, and build a future together.

Aquarius Venus: How They Fall In Love

An Aquarius Venus is an oddball in love. They don’t view love the way most people do, as Aquarius is more intellectual and detached than romantic. They approach love through friendship and mental connection, rather than pure emotion or passion. Falling in love is not something that happens easily for them.

An Aquarius Venus is like ice—a solid block, cold to the touch. Ice serves a purpose: it cools drinks, preserves things, and provides comfort in certain situations. But no one wants to hold ice in their hands for too long because it’s cold and unyielding. Likewise, Aquarius Venus can come across as emotionally distant, detached, and difficult to grasp in relationships.

For them to truly fall in love, they need warmth—a person who is fluid, adaptable, and free-spirited enough to gradually melt their icy exterior. They aren’t looking for conventional beauty, a stable career, or traditional relationship dynamics. Instead, they seek someone who flows effortlessly through life, someone who is open, flexible, and ever-changing.

When they find the right person—someone with a warmth that contrasts their cool detachment—they begin to let go. They submerge themselves in that person’s presence, merging their energy with theirs. Many assume that Pisces Venus desires oneness, but in reality, Aquarius Venus craves that same unity—they just take longer to get there.

On their own, Aquarius Venus is often focused on higher ideals and grand visions. But when they find the right person, they long to become one with them. Love, for them, is like melting ice—slow, gradual, and deeply transformative. Once they fully merge with someone, their love becomes profound and unshakable.

Aquarius Moon: How They Stay In Love

Like Aquarius Venus, an Aquarius Moon stays in love only when the conditions are right. They are highly particular about their romantic and emotional connections. Unlike other Moon signs, Aquarius Moons can like someone, be attracted to them, or even hook up with them—but that doesn’t mean they’ll stay. For them to truly commit and remain in love, they need to feel like they’ve found the perfect emotional counterpart.

Aquarius Moons are elusive, fleeting, and unpredictable. They don’t stay in love easily because they are naturally detached. They are like a block of ice, and they won’t just melt for anyone. They don’t want to melt into sand, losing their identity. They don’t want to be thrown into fire, evaporating completely. They need the perfect balance��the right amount of warmth, fluidity, and freedom to let their walls down.

To stay in love, an Aquarius Moon needs a free-spirited partner—someone who is accepting, open-minded, and emotionally non-restrictive. They dislike clingy, demanding, or overly emotional lovers. Instead, they are drawn to people who are spontaneous, easygoing, and intellectually stimulating.

More than anything, Aquarius Moons stay in love with a person who shares their vision of the future. They need someone who understands their ideals and goals—someone who doesn’t just exist in the present but anticipates what’s next. They fall for teachers, thinkers, and visionaries—people who challenge their mind as much as they inspire their heart.

They don’t just want to learn ; they want to teach and be taught. An Aquarius Moon doesn’t want to feel like they’re always the one imparting knowledge—they want a partner who challenges them intellectually, someone who expands their way of thinking and introduces them to new ideas. This mental stimulation is a crucial part of their emotional connection.

Aquarius Moons also need a partner who allows them freedom—freedom to explore, to think, to be themselves without judgment. They don’t respond well to control, excessive rules, or emotional demands. They thrive in relationships that feel spontaneous, unrestricted, and full of discovery.

At the same time, they crave warmth—not in a suffocating way, but in a way that makes them feel safe and understood. They want a lover who doesn’t push or probe, but who creates a space where they naturally open up. Aquarius Moons rarely reveal their emotions right away, but with the right person, they will slowly begin to merge, connect, and truly love.

However, they are tricky lovers. It takes a rare kind of person to truly keep an Aquarius Moon in love. This person must match their uniqueness, understand their vision, and most importantly, be someone they can merge with without losing themselves. If their partner tries to control them, rush them, or confine them, they will withdraw—because an Aquarius Moon may stay physically present, but if the connection isn’t right, their heart and mind will already be gone.

Pisces Venus: Falling In Love

Pisces Venus falls in love unexpectedly. They are not actively searching for love because they are love. They embody and radiate it, constantly craving, desiring, and giving love. For them, love is not something to find—it already exists within them.

Their love is dreamy and subtle, yet deeply magnetic. They possess a quiet power that draws in those yearning for emotional connection. Pisces Venus doesn’t just fall for someone’s looks, fashion sense, or even their intellect—they fall in love with the soul. Something in their body, their intuition, tells them: This is the one. This is my soulmate, my twin flame, my forever love.

When they feel this deep, spiritual connection, they can’t resist. Love becomes a divine experience, and they put their lover on a pedestal, idealizing them as the ultimate soulmate. Their love is all-consuming, transcendent, and rooted in an almost otherworldly devotion.

Pisces Moon: How They Stay In Love

A Pisces Moon stays in love when their relationship keeps them enchanted, pulling them deeper into their imagination. They need constant emotional engagement, a love that stimulates their dreams and fantasies.

When a Pisces Moon is in love, their attention shifts completely onto their partner. They are no longer withdrawn, lost in their solitude—instead, they become immersed in the relationship. They want to be near you, touch you, feel you. Their hugs are tight, lingering, as if they are trying to merge souls. Their kisses are slow and deep, never wanting to pull away. When they gaze into your eyes, their own eyes may well up with tears—not from sadness, but from feeling love so intensely.

Pisces Moons fall deeper in love when their partner shares in their sense of adventure and wonder. If they say, I want to do something I’ve always dreamed of, and you enthusiastically join them, they feel understood. They don’t want a mundane love—they want one that feels magical, as if it were written in the stars.

They stay in love with a partner who is soft, gentle, and nurturing—someone who speaks to them with kindness and affection. If their partner believes in their dreams and aspirations, treating them as real and achievable, the Pisces Moon will stay eternally devoted. Tell them, You’re already an actor, an artist, a creator, and they will believe in you just as deeply.

A Pisces Moon remains in love when they feel emotionally safe—when their partner stays by their side during sadness, wipes their tears, and brings small gestures of care. They need a partner who nurtures their soul, who keeps their world feeling limitless and full of endless possibilities.

They want a love where two souls merge into one, where there is an unspoken energetic connection, a spiritual pull that binds them together. When a Pisces Moon justifies your actions, forgives easily, and constantly empathizes with you, it means they are deeply in love. They remain in love with a partner who allows them to live in the dreamy, romantic realm they crave, blending fantasy with reality, and creating a world where love is soft, kind, and ever-expanding.

[sorryimananti-romantic]

to a dying? atinyblr

i don't usually speak about these things, but a lot of blogs (amazing writers) are leaving this platform or taking time off bc of lack of engagement which serves as a big demotivating factor. especially and specifically in this atiny fandom, some things have come to my attention and i just want all readers and writers to take a look at this post and refresh some reading and writing etiquettes, as well as revive the essence of being a part of this fandom.

feedback:

i understand that there are a lot of silent readers on here, but since tumblr is dying and our fandom is not very huge, the least you can do to show the writers some support is like the post. 

which brings me to the point that the like function didn't even exist in the past. this site still runs on reblogs. as readers, to show your favourite writers some semblance of support, you should be reblogging with tags. a simple ‘#ateez x reader’ or ‘#ateez fics’ is enough. it's literally not asking for much– reblogs are the only way writers can get reach.

if you cannot do that bc of your blog's aesthetic or whatever, side blogs exist. if you still cannot do that, a simple anon ask appreciating the writer sometimes saves them.

also, what has happened to the quality of reblogs? readers consume years of writers’ work and efforts in mere hours and don’t even leave any feedback? art in general in all forms is very underappreciated and with all sorts of problems like plagiarism, ai writing and everything, true art and writing is dying and needs to be appreciated now more than ever. we’re literally the last generation witnessing ai take over in all fields of arts. appreciate content creators before it’s too late, don’t be a content glutton!

updates and requests:

asking writers for updates when they specifically mention that they would prefer posting at their pace is wrong for so many reasons– we all have a real life. you, the reader, do too. just like you don't always have time to read, writers don't always have time to write. do you ever see the writers asking their readers 'why have you not read my latest chapter?' 

most of the times, writers mention in their bio/faq post or elsewhere that they do mind being asked about updates. respect your writers, please, and do a little scroll before you send such demanding asks (also, sugarcoating when asking for updates does not make it any better!)

if you are only asking about updates, it demotivates a lot of writers bc these same people will disappear when it is time for feedback. writing is a form of art. we can write, artists can paint, musicians can compose music, but all of it has no meaning unless it is shared with an audience and appreciated. readers are just as important as the writers but there is no way of knowing fics are valued unless feedback is given.

the same goes for requests. you can only send a request when the requests are open, which is usually mentioned in the writer’s bio/faq post. it’s literally not that hard to check if requests are open and it’s basic decency to not send a request when the writers specifically mention that requests are closed. when sending a request, please be courteous. a ‘please’ or ‘thank you’ are examples of being courteous when sending requests.

the fanfics in atinyblr:

i understand that you can read whatever you like, but why is it that in the atiny fandom, fics that do not contain smut hardly ever get attention? as a writer, i enjoy writing and reading smut, and while i am not specifically a smut blog, i have noticed how fics containing smut get far more reach than fics that do not contain smut– not just in my case, but other amazing writers as well. 

there are such amazing fictions in this fandom. all fics are crafted with dedication and care, yet stories without smut often get sidelined. writers are not able to express themselves in their writing freely anymore and they simply conform to a genre they know readers will consume, as they are forced to consider adding smut to their stories so they can get more reach in this fandom. i have heard accounts from a lot of writers who were inclined to add smut to an otherwise smut-free fic just for reach.

this is by no means hate to the smut writers. i am also not placing blame on them. smut drabbles have always been in this fandom, and there are amazing smut writers out there, doing their thing. it is the readers here who are failing the writers. readers are quick to talk about the lack of ‘good fics’ or ‘plot’ yet will not even bother searching for these works. there used to be a good balance and appreciation for all genres alike.

i know that smut is what's hot and trendy these days, and drabbles in general, no matter the genre, are easier to read when you want to take a short break. but there is such a lack of longfics in this fandom, especially as of lately, and as someone who has personally witnessed the ratio of longfics decrease exponentially, i felt the need to point this out. appreciate all writers! appreciate all genres! longfic writers need as much validation and encouragement as drabble writers, and vice versa! don't be too harsh on longfic writers for not pumping out fics at the same speed as shortfic writers.

and on that note, smut drabble writers experience a lack of quality feedback despite the high engagement, so readers, please don't hesitate to point out exactly what you liked about a fic, even if it's a short drabble! be kind to those writers, give them time to write and be kind when sending requests! they may post more often but they, too, have a life.

tags:

this is specifically for the people who will post a very normal picture of a member, no caption, but tag it something like #ateez smut, #ateez hard hours, #ateez x reader. and for the people who tag their asks with irrelevant tags– literally learn to tag your post properly, and stop crowding the wrong tags. you're just proving the point that if you don't tag a post with the smut tag or something similar, it won't get reach. if you've posted with a caption, that makes sense (though it still doesn't warrant some of the tags being used there).

as for writers, also learn to use your tags appropriately. fics that do not contain smut should not be tagged with smut related tags. believe in yourself. i get that there is the problem of reach but do not overcrowd tags with irrelevant material.

disclaimer:

this is by no means about me. if i cared about the notes, or lack thereof, i would have stopped writing a while ago. while it is challenging to be a writer here, especially as of lately, i still enjoy posting whatever i write no matter the genre or the word count. but it's a bit disappointing that my planned out fics get much less attention than a simple smut headcanons post that i wrote in the heat of the moment with my friend in literally a few hours as a joke (which has reached almost 10k notes btw in a span of 2 years). sure, it has exposed my blog to new readers but that's about it.

this post is for all the amazing writers who have left, are thinking of leaving, or are struggling to voice these problems because they are afraid of being marked as 'problematic' or a 'hater' or something worse. i am not afraid to voice my opinion on here, and if you think that i am wrong, feel free to interact with this post and correct me because i am not claiming that i am right about this.

these are just the observations i have made as someone who has been actively writing on this platform for about 4 years now, and since i have a decent number of followers, i hope this post gets more reach. do not be afraid to reblog this if you agree, and even if you do not, reblog this so someone else gets educated. i may have missed some points so feel free to add if you want too.