#I like writing

[thatnonameuser]

Hi everyone!

Next part of the series will be up today! Word Count Grand Total is 13844 words because I hate myself!😩 Anyway, The murder will be in the final part as I cover some bases. Then the interlude chapters. For now, I'll give a preview of what will be happening in those chapters. Titles too. Edited because I forgot one.

Family Love and Blood Part 1. - The Heartslabyul boys yandere family dynamics.

Mental Breakdowns lead to Adoptions! - MC finally has the mental breakdown microwaving in her brain and gets some father/grandfather/uncle figures in her life.

Joining Clubs in a Yandere school, What could go Right? - MC joins some clubs, and makes some friends. And a list of people to avoid.

A Vignette to start the Obsession Part 1. - MC meets three of her future yanderes. (Kalim, Rook, and Sebek)

How can the Author make this Yandere? Part 1 - Bean's Day Celebration, MC gets practice in running for her life, among other things.

[elxtasy]

erratic thoughts

[crow-made-of-onyx]

when this started

i trusted you my friend,

but now i'm stuck with faith

and that too is withering away.

no, i don't blame you,

cause from what i understand

this is out of your control

but every sly comment

and every time it comes back

a part of me breaks

i wont ask

i wont pressure

but if this keeps happening

insanity will catch up to me

and you will lose me

[dead-heart-o-mine]

Thighs. A poem about self harm.

My thighs, no one can see.

My thighs are just for me.

My thighs, I can hide.

My thighs are for me to decide.

Small red lines, 1 2 3.

Small red lines, done by me.

Small red lines, on my skin.

Small red lines, I’ve cut in.

My thighs are a temple to these lines,

Each one placed how I decide.

My thighs are victim to this rot,

But in my eyes, my thighs are not

[olteacup]

percy isn't my favorite that spot is taken by elio <33

saying that... percy is so so soooo fun to write about, like yeah elio is my favorite character but i can't be mean to him bc i love him so much

percy on the other hand?? like i love him too but i am going to make this man suffer. (with much love)

in all seriousness i suck at writing angst buttt i can try to pull it off if it means i can try to get my head back in the game :3

[daughter-of-lethe]

Back to December

Sneak A Nessian -angsty and fluffy- OS, inspired by the lyrics of Back to December (TV)

Sneak Peak:

With the rhythmic heartbeats on her hear, she read again the card near the knob of her old appartment: Cassian & Nesta Archeron Inhale. She had not lived here for two years. Nothing Nesta had seen the lights on when she was walking around in that part of the city, and told herself "now or never, I'll go there and I'll talk to him".  Would he let her speak? Would he listened? Nesta would have understood the chains on his door, after having broken his heart at Christmas Eve two years before and having disappeared from the city, she would not want to see herself, if she were him. "You're the rock against which the surf crashes, you got this." she muttered to herself the motto of the self-defense course she had devised with Emerie, Gwyn and Cassian.  Nesta finally knocked, ready for the worst...

[robo-boy]

guys cringe writing this is my first attempt at this. yall. be NICE. its caldre ❤️

caldre setting up a surprise party for one of cals siblings at like 12 am.... andres drawing a handmade "happy birthday" banner while cal is blowing up balloons.

they have a cake in the oven thats yet to be decorated, along with unmade frosting. cal goes to the kitchen to work on fixing up the cake and andre starts making little goodie-bags for all the party-goers.

cal comes back to the table where andres working, tapping him on the shoulder. when he looks up he chuckles and wipes some icing off of cals nose, licking his finger clean.

the two sit down next to each other, bumping elbows and cracking jokes all night long. they love this, but neither would admit it.

they end up finishing the whole ordeal just a few hours before cals little brother wakes up and sees the surprise. they figure staying up all night was worth it.

[momentokori]

Brothers... br... thieves.... th.. the bros............

MY BOUYS!!

The perfect male character for me, no crush feeling, I have no hatred towards them, there's no angst to make me cry, they're simply just brothers

Even if some do see them as lovers rather than brothers, I have my reasons for why I see them that way. I won't be rude and I'll simply ignore the post, I won't block or report them because that's how they see it. Now, if it gets confirmed that they're brothers I'll be weirded out if the ship is still a thing but otherwise y'know

They don't fit the stereotype of one being stupid and the other being smart because they're both stupid. They're both just stupid in their own way. FT is more loud and rambunctious, so his seems more stupid (also bc he's the 'fat' one, more on stereotypical fat characters another time💔) while TT shows to be the more logical. He isn't, he's just more reserved and most likely thinks about what he says first. At least he just doesn't say the stupid shit he's thinking.

[mrslittletall]

Hello Little! (Plainandgeneric here) What is your usual writing process like? If you don’t mind sharing :) I am absolutely amazed at the amount of work you have created!

Hello hello! It is very nice to see a genuine question towards me in my inbox ^^ So, I am working part time, so my writing process used to involve me sitting down on the couch with my tiny laptop (I like to call it a netbook) and write for an hour. However, once my husband got sick, I couldn't keep this up anymore. Especially because I noticed that my afternoons of creativity almost felt like a second part-time-job which would catapult me back to full time working. So now I cannot write that long anymore and that is why I have gotten slower with publishing stuff. Most of the time I write for 20 minutes. I like to do sprints with my friend @justbabyme because that forces me to 20 concentrated minutes of writing. If I am on my own, I still try to write at least for 20 to 30 minutes but it has become hard lately... I also want to skip writing sometimes so that I can draw instead. That hasn't worked very well lately and on some days I have to skip writing and drawing altogether because I have other stuff to do... being responsible for someone who is still ill is not easy. Anyway, the best thing you can do is just sit down and set yourself a timer each day but also make sure to take breaks. I never write on the weekends for example. But if you write a couple words regularly, eventually you have a fic ready. Same with drawing. If you draw a few lines regularly, eventually your picture is ready. Thank you for the ask ^^

[rj-orion]

"Found You." A short story by me!!

"I found you!!" I screeched at my sister as she emerged from her not so amazing hiding spot, "I always finding you! You suck at this game!"

My sister scoffed and rolled her eyes, momma says she'll see her brain one of these days, "You only find me because I let you!" Not a chance, she's just bad at hide and seek. Even if she's older than me.

"Nu-uh! Prove it! Hide really *really* good a-and I'll still find you!" She agrees to my terms and I start counting.

"60 seconds!" She tells over her shoulder as she runs away.

That's all it took. Just 60 seconds for my sister to disappear. I remember that day like it just happened, even after 20 years. I closed my little eyes and started counting, I wasn't that good at numbers yet, but I am now. I had visited our old house as soon as I got my investigation licence. Our parents still lived there, so it was nice to see them, but I was on the job.

I searched her old room, and mine. Mom and dad refused to change them at all. There was a thicker layer of dust on her stuff then there was on mine. I read her notebooks, her journals, her old computer still worked too so I searched that. Nothing all that useful though.

Siera wasn't very secretive, she told me everything, and told our parents even more. She couldn't lie if her life depended on it. That was fact.

I searched the house more than once, twice, even three times before deciding to move outside. Looking at the backyard made me feel way too big; this yard used to feel like a jungle when I was 7.

I started walking around the graveyard of painful bittersweet memories, grimacing with a sad smile at the place I had found her last. I had always felt guilty for telling her to hide again. She didn't have to listen to me, but she did. 'That's what big sisters do', she said.

I tried to think how she would think; where would I go, as an 12 year old, to hide from a 7 year old.

My first thought was the treeline, but police and dogs and even helicopters had gone over this forest maybe a hundred times so I decided to rule that option out.

The next thought was the cliffs. We lived in the mountains, no 7 year old would go to the cliffs...

So that's where I went.

The woods were thicker out here, like they didn't want to be walked into. Strangely enough; it got thinner as quick as it had gotten thicker, and the woods were normal again, albeit a little quiet.

It's about midday when I realise I'd been walking for a while. I didn't know the woods were so vast back here; I thought I'd surely have reached the mountains by now.

I paused to take note of my surroundings; trees, weird rock, more trees, a small puddle from the recent rain storm, more trees.. it felt like it was going on forever. I checked my watch to see how much longer I could be out here and–

"What the hell.." I muttered, confused. My watch said 8:45, the exact same time I had walked into the woods back at the house, "Goddamn smart watch.. I probably don't have good connection.." I sighed heavily and shook my head, figuring that I'd just need to judge it based on the sun.

I was about to keep walking when I heard what sounded like a woman's voice far out to my left; against my better judgement and my knowledge I yelled out a simple 'Hello?', only to get silence in return. I shrugged and kept walking, it was most likely a bird.

I kept hearing that woman, she sounded like she was getting closer the more I walked and she sounded like she needed help. 'Shes on my path, why not check it out..' I found myself thinking. And then I found myself walking a little faster; an uneasy feeling started to settle under my skin. Like the unhinged and more deranged cousin of goosebumps.

Then I was running. I wasn't sure what started it; the birds started getting really loud, a heard something big run through the forest–probably a bear–and then, all of a sudden, everything went still.

No more birds. I stopped running, almost tripping. The only sound was 2 pairs of ragged breathing. Mine, and...

A felt a gust of hot air on my back and the smell of rancid, rotting meat fill my nose. I quickly turned around to see—

There she stood; 15 feet tall. Her hair was the only thing that distinguished her. Long and deep, deep red. Her other features were...long gone. Her skin was replaced and stretched over a lengthy, bony body, and it had blackened to the colour of obsidian.

She didn't have a face anymore. In it's place was a long, uneven and cracked, pale white skull. Branch like antlers shot out from either side of her head. This wasn't my Siera anymore, but still...

"I found you, again.."

[birb-boyo]

You guys ever reread something you wrote and get to a part/line and go:

“I WROTE THAT?!?!?!”

Because it’s such a pretty line and/or amazing description or imagery and just wow-

Yeah, good because all of your writing is beautiful and amazing like you🤭

@trippygalaxy @vio-starzz @baileyboo2016 @mishwanders @soniayonce @nancyheart11 @skyloftian-nutcase @skyward-floored @silvercaptain24 @treasure-goblin

[thevoidstaredback]

The only posts you guys actually like are my writing posts

I see how it is

Using me for your own entertainment

[plethomacademia]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Spread the self-love ❤️

I was tagged to do this by Smore and @anderstrevelyan

Hello! My name is pletho and I have written over 100k word of fanfic in less than a year which is normal and fine!

Most of it is about my OC, a dark urge named Maeve who is a charismatic cult leader and all around awful woman. Her story is all about bodily autonomy, choosing paths vs being forced on them, and how comfort and cages can feel like similar things. If you want to read about her relationship with Enver Gortash, I have an entire series that is 76k words. I would say the easiest entry point is Duet, a two chapter fic that is also my version of Durgetash Regency. Rating is E for a balcony oral sex scene in chapter 2. If you like this, definitely check out the long fic that is in here! It is still in progress but there's a lot of content here.

I also write her a little in the game timeline. The best fic for that is Intimate Connection, which is kind of threesome between Halsin/Maeve/Astarion that uses the tadpole to help Astarion with his intimacy issues. Rated E for it is a threesome.

I also write Enver Gortash with the default dragon Dark Urge, because I think Enver Gortash is a freak for a big dragon. For that I recommend Ripe, which is my most popular one shot. In this, Enver Gortash finally convinces the Dark Urge to stay for a glass of wine and it goes exactly how he had hoped, except the Dark Urge keeps saying he is going to put a bhaalspawn in him? Oh well, don't worry about it! Rated E.

Just in case you thought I only wrote Enver Gortash, I have a short series of fics with my OT3, Shadowheart/Gale/Laezel. My first and favorite is Respite. This is my pitch for the ship. Rated M! She has range!

For a fifth, I am going to zag and recommend my one original work, An Exercise in Stillness. Why? I liked it, it was fun to write shibari, it was fun to write an ice queen getting cracked open, and I think it's hot. OC/OC fic doesn't get a lot of attention and I think this one is worth it. Rated E for it's a shibari sex scene.

[crow-made-of-onyx]

you my love

hold the beauty of the stars

in your body

and your heart

[dead-heart-o-mine]

@clowny-rolls

numbered them cus yeah

[bears-are-my-favourite-colour]

Aforementioned Wolf!Halsin x Astarion fic has been posted to AO3.