#I’ll try to have requests be about 1k words I think unless a drabble is specifically asked for

[pink-tk-a-latte]

🫧 Anon is in tears, I repeat, 🫧 Anon is in TEARS! FIRST OF ALL- what do you mean 'I'm sorry it took so long' I-IT DID NOT! I expected you to be another few weeks- not for you to just drop this toasty bomb of comfort into my lap randomly!!! So pat yourself on the back, good on you, you did fantastically! Secondly... THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU for fulfilling my request! Py, Py, I was not expecting a full-on fic. I was expecting a drabble. To say I was pleasantly surprised would be the understatement of the millenia because WHAT?! Yeah, saving that fic to read whenever I'm sad because that just warmed me up just right (Right now, it's 4 degrees C where I live and I NEEDED THIS). Thirdly, PERFECTION- Your writing style is so freaking incredible and refreshing, you don't even know. I am speechless, honestly. You are incredibly talented, buddy ol' pal! I'm freaking- jealous XD! Again, thank you so much for writing my request, it was freaking awesome and trust me, if you would have me, I'm becoming a regular at your lil cafe ^^.

-🫧 Anon~!

AAAAAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH BUBBLE ANON!!!!!! Literally this ask cleared my skin and cured my anxiety. Usually I’m so time blind but I feel awful whenever I keep people waiting so it’s good to hear that I was actually ahead of expectations lololol!!!

I wasn’t expecting a full-on fic either LMAOOOOO. I am physically incapable of “killing my darlings” (as in the writing thing) so I just plopped all my ideas in there. I’m literally a professional yapper /jjj. And anyway, IT’S ALL THANKS TO YOUR PROMPT!!!!! I was super inspired and it was so helpful while writing!!!! So thank you a bunch for the opportunity 💞💞💞

I appreciate that so much, most times I felt like I was just bsing the whole thing 😭😭 Of course I tried!! but my sleep-deprived brain was starting to think it was entirely incoherent. But please don’t be jealous, I’m certain you’re wonderfully talented as well, and for sure I know you’re incredibly considerate and creative and enlivening!!!

I’d be delighted to have you as a regular!! My deepest gratitude for your patronage, may you be kept warm on the chilliest (4°C?????) nights!!!!

[areus-in-a-little-cave]

Drabble requests!

As a thank you for 300 followers, I’m opening 10~ drabble requests slots! They’ll be somewhere between 500 and 1k words each :] I am busy with school and other things so these may take a bit but I do hope to have them done relatively fast.

For requests, I’m open to pretty much anything with exceptions obviously, like I won’t write anything boundary breaking or anything I just don’t feel super comfortable with (anything explict, excessive gore or violence, I probably won’t write physical whump). 

You can suggest pretty much anything Dream SMP related, including AUs, headcanons, and canon-divergent ideas. I’m also good with Origins SMP. 

I’m open to any characters and I’ll try my best to be in-character for ones I’m not used to writing. Additionally, I won’t write RPF or crossovers unless I know the media.

Try to include details in your prompts or just things you want, but don’t feel like you have to go overboard! 

It could be something as vague as “OSMP!Tommy watches the sunrise and thinks about his family” or more detailed like “Revivebur and Eret talk about L’Manberg and their past friends and Eret’s betrayal, from Eret’s POV with a hopeful ending”. 

Just think of if it could be written in about 1k words (for reference, this post so far is about 220 words).

[klvbxlove]

yu & yosuke with a chill-looking s/o who actually has anger problems

anon asks:

Persona (game of your choice) with a s/o who despite not looking like much has anger issues (For example, when a bag of chips got stuck in the vending machine, the next thing you know, the vending machine is just absolutely destroyed)

a/n: hey anon, thanks for the request! i hope you don’t mind i’m doing yu and yosuke from the investigation team (persona 4). i would’ve done the entire team, but i was having some difficulty writing for them, so i only did yu and yosuke. speaking of which, the only game out of the franchise i’ll be writing for the time being is persona 4 (unless i get into the other franchise as well, then i’ll consider it). normally i would try to write drabbles for each of the characters but since my drabbles usually end up a bit long (and i don’t think i can write one under 1k words to begin with), i figured i would try something new and write some headcanons! anyways, i hope you’ll like it. 

reader-type: gender neutral

pairing(s): yu x reader, yosuke x reader

trigger warning(s): none

word count: 770+ words

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key:

(y/n) = your name

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yu narukami

Not that many people knew about this, but you have anger issues. However, you rarely showed that side to you. Otherwise, you were a chill person.

It was why your boyfriend, Yu, was a bit surprised when you had destroyed a vending machine; only because the item you bought was stuck. God, he could never forget the frustration on your face or the fact that your hand was still balled up in a fist after he managed to get it out for you. 

After the incident, you apologized for startling him and explained that sometimes you lost control, but Yu assured you that there was no need for an apology. 

Like I mentioned before, your anger issues rarely come up, so Yu is not all too worried. However, whenever it does happen, Yu will always know how to help you. If you preferred to calm yourself down, he would not interfere. He doesn’t want you to feel like a person with anger issues who can’t control themselves. 

Yu might be curious about how you developed these anger issues. However, if it was a personal thing that you don’t want to go into, Yu will back off. 

After months of dating, Yu can figure out when you were about to lose your temper (ex: your eye twitches, you ball your hands into fists, etc.). When that happens, he grabs your hand, rubs your back gently, or wraps an arm around your shoulder. On some occasions, Yu will say something like, “Hey, hey, you’re alright.” or “Take it easy now, (Y/N).” Or when you look at him, he will give you a soft smile. 

If you start worrying that one day you might accidentally hurt someone because of your anger issues (whether it was a stranger, family member, friend, etc.), Yu will be there to comfort you! The last thing he wants is for you to feel insecure about how easily you get angered.

And if anyone ever dares to poke fun at you for your anger issues, Yu will jump in to defend you. No questions asked! 

yosuke hanamura

I can see Yosuke being a bit frightened by you when he first saw you lose your anger and destroy the vending machine when the item got stuck. He was not frightened up to the point where he would end up avoiding you (he would never be that mean, come on!). Although, He is a bit wary of what he does or says since he is scared of making you angry again.

Yosuke would never expect this from you. He is aware that everyone, even the calmest of people, has moments where they get ticked off. However, you were so chill that he never even thought about you being so angry that you would destroy something (like a vending machine). But hey! Never judge a book by its cover!

It did take him a while to come to the terms that despite your anger issues, you rarely showed them unless someone or something got to you. You even had to assure him that he was fine. Sure, there were moments where Yosuke annoyed you a bit. But he had never made you ENRAGED up to the point where you were willing to chuck something at him out of anger! 

Yosuke had to admit he is a bit confused about how he could help you whenever you had your moments of anger. He was just scared of making matters worse! But ultimately, he was able to find ways of calming you. 

On a few occasions, you would feel bad for Yosuke having to help you with your anger issues whenever they got to you (even though it was such a rare thing). You felt like this was something you had to manage on your own, and you did not want your boyfriend having more on his plate. However, Yosuke is having NONE of it! He will NEVER let you feel like a burden because you want help with coping with your anger. 

Now on a bit of a comical side. Yosuke does find it funny whenever you get angry in front of the Investigation Team. After all, you have never shown this side to them until then. Of course, he would have to hide in his laughter because what if that would egg you on even more? 

Eventually, after getting used to it, Yosuke is no longer startled by your moments of anger. But if there was one thing that scares him the most, it was both you AND Chie being mad. God forbid that happens because he will be ready to make a run for it (LMAO). 

[elytrafemme]

100 follower fic request special!

please read entire post before making a request.

info :) 

I have no concrete word count for them, but anticipate around 1k for each one! I would like to write about 1k-2k, but time constraint + creativity + familiarity with characters may make it vary! 

all drabbles will be pulled together and posted onto AO3 unless specified otherwise! specific requester will be put in the fic summary as well :] 

window for requests will run from today (12/27/21) to New Year’s Eve (12/31/21). ADDITIONALLY, I will most likely cap all requests at 20, so if we hit it before the end of the window I will likely close the window :[ 

Please pay attention to whether requests are open or not. My ask box will most likely be open even if requests are over so my friends can come and say hi ^-^

I will aim to get these posted prior to January 4th, but please know it may go over a few days. I will not try to answer these in the exact order, but I will answer all that I receive (unless request is rejected).

Everyone may only give one request; however, if you would like to request two separate prompts within a single ask, I will pick one and write it.

You are allowed to request even if you don’t follow me! Just don’t request if you have me hard-blocked. Not because I’d really mind, mostly just because that would be kind of awkward for you, I’d think?

I don’t prioritize who gets to request and who doesn’t. I might extend the window/the amount I’ll take, but that’s it. Don’t worry, if all goes well I’ll probably do this again! 

what I will write!

DreamSMP 

OriginsSMP [I will assume S2 unless specified otherwise!]

30 Day SMP 

hard limits

I will not write anything explicit, boundary-breaking, or overly gore-y. 

I will write romantic relationships, however I will only do these with characters who are shown within these relationships in canon, or creators who have voiced that they are okay with their characters being shipped. 

I do not write RPF. 

You may request AUs, but I will reject most crossovers, by virtue of me not knowing every media ever. If I’ve posted a lot about a fandom before, you can assume that I am able to do a crossover with it (ex. FNAF, NITW, LiS, etc.) 

Please avoid overly detailed prompts or very vague prompts. If you send me, like, a single word, I can probably write something with that, but I can’t ensure that you’ll like it? If you send me a 200 word prompt, I will also not know what to do with that. 

For DreamSMP specifically, I won’t write anything that outright puts c!Dream in a positive light, anything about Michael_Beloved being injured, and I may be dicey with really early DSMP content since I wasn’t around then. But it varies case-by-case, and I want to broaden my horizons, so feel free otherwise! :D

I have the right to reject any request for any reason and will let the individual know ASAP (if off-anon, I will privately reply. if anonymous, I’ll make a post with enough identifying details regarding the request for the person to be informed). If I reject your request, you may put in another one. 

These limits may change overtime. If so, I will explicitly edit this post AND make another post establishing this.

to send a request, just leave me an ASK (off-anon OR anon is fine) with the SMP, the characters, and the prompt you would like written. I will not do a request if it is sent to me in any other fashion. 

thank you for all the support again, love you guys! happy requesting :)

rbs encouraged! 

[theepisceswriter]

300 MILESTONE WRITING EVENT. (CLOSED, BUT REGULAR REQUESTS ARE OPEN)

OMG HI BESTIES, I recently gained 300 besties and I can’t even begin to tell y’all how thankful I am for all the love and support all of you have given me in this short amount of time that I’ve owned my blog. I thought I was going to be a flop lowkey but you all proved me wrong LMAO. So to show my appreciation for you all, I decided to finally do a milestone event like I was supposed to do a long time ago but shhhhh, don’t be shy to send in a request bestie! I promise I don’t bite unless you know you’re into that kind of stuff 🙈 

MASTERLIST (tba once the first requests is complete or I get a couple of requests) 

 HOW THIS EVENT WILL WORK 

♡ listed below underneath the readmore cut are 90 prompts  for you to choose from that are broken into categories (fluff, smut, angst, & crack) 

♡ You can send in one prompt or mix and match them together along with a character of your choice, two characters for a ménage a trois situation if you want to be extra, or a character x character request 

♡ You can be as descriptive or as vague as you want with your request. 

♡ For example: “prompt number 13 (or the prompt by itself) + prompt 31 for Jean & scout!reader after he thinks you’ve died while in a battle but the two of you reunite later on” or just “Prompt 19 for Shigure Sohma” and even request who you want to say the prompt!

♡ In return I’ll write you a drabble based off the request that varies from 500-1k words. 

Requests specifically for this milestone event are open until 04/25/21 or until I say they close because I’m lowkey terrible at putting a time restriction on things. 

 WHAT FANDOMS THIS EVENT IS OPEN TO 

♡ ATTACK ON TITAN 

♡ JUJUTSU KAISEN 

♡ BLEACH 

♡  FRUITS BASKET 

♡  DEVILS LINE 

♡  FIRE FORCE 

♡  DEATH NOTE 

♡  JOJO’S BIZARRE ADVENTURE 

And any other animes/mangas mentioned in my rules post, even the ones in my currently reading/watching list, but the ones listed up above are the main ones.

PROMPTS LIST 

 FLUFF 

1. " hey, so... i know you haven't been feeling great, so i picked up a few of your favorite snacks, drinks... "

2.“ wait , did you just say you love me? “

3." it's okay. i promise you, i will be here when you wake up. "

4." wow... you look... you look amazing. "

5." you're shivering. here, take my jacket. "

6. “ i love you. “

7. “ what? ME have a crush on YOU? whaaaaaat?! haha! what? pfft … shut up! “

8.“ jealous?! i’m not jealous! “

9.“ wow … your smile is breathtaking. “

10.“I want to be more than friends. “

11.“ let me take you out on a date. “

12. “   it  seems  that  you  get  impossibly  more  beautiful  every  single  day .   ”

13.“ so … do i get a goodnight kiss? “

14. “   i  notice  that  you  keep  looking  at  my  lips .   you’re  criminally  unsubtle .   ”

15. “   i  think  the  kids  are  awake  …   ”

16. “   i  ran  you  a  bath .   get  in  it .   ”

17. “   there’s  no  greater  blessing  than  looking  at  my  child   &   seeing  your  eyes .   ”

18. “   let’s  just  get  in  the  car   &   drive  somewhere .   anywhere .   ”

19. “   i  just  can’t  believe  that  you’re  mine ,   now .   ”

20. “   no ,   you’re  not  going  anywhere .   you  have  a  fever .   ”

21. “   every  time  i  wake  up   &   you’re  there  next  to  me ,   i  wonder  if  i’m  still  dreaming .   ”

22. “  i think i might be in love with you.  ”

23. “ i love you, every part of you. even the parts you don’t like. ”

24. “  you know, if you moved in we wouldn’t keep having to say goodbye like this.  ”

25.“Come watch the sunset with me.”

 SMUT 

26. “i’ve been waiting all day…”

27. “can i come yet? Please let me cum.”

28. “you have to be quiet if you want to cum.”

29.“ wow … you’re hot when you’re angry. “

30. “i want you to touch yourself for me.”

31. “just shut up and fuck me.”

32. “i’m gonna fuck you until you beg me to stop.”

33. “i want you to forget everything and everyone else but me.”

34. “make me.”

35. “they’re gonna catch us—”

36. “You’re beautiful when you’re all flushed and wanting.”

37. “You can be rough with me, I won’t break.”

38. “Did you touch yourself, thinking of me?”

39. “Please, please, touch me.”

40. “I want to bury my face between your thighs.”

41. “You can beg better than that, I think.”

42. “Ride me. Slowly, that’s it.”

43. “Come taste yourself on my fingers.”

44. “are you gonna be good for me?”

45. “did you just yawn?”

46. “how much do you want to cum?”

47. “you sound so pretty when you moan”

48. “tell me you’re mine”

49. “I’m going to put a baby in you tonight.”

50. “Is this your first time doing anything?”

ANGST 

51.“ please just … leave me alone. “

52. “ i don’t love you. “

53.“  you don’t have to talk, we can just sit together.  ” 

54. “ stop trying to fix me.  ”

55. “  you’re right, you are a monster.  ”

56. “  loving you is killing me. ”

57.  “ you’re bleeding! ”

58. “  why can’t i be enough? ”

59. “  just stay still. let me hold you. ”

60. “  if you’re so intent on going down this path, then i’m coming with you. ”

61. “  i miss the way you used to smile at me. ”

62. “  i need to know that you’ll be okay. if something happens to me… ”

63. “  why won’t you just let me go? i’m not worth it. ”

64. “  please don’t go. ”

65. “There are more lives at stake here than the ones you care about! What gives you the right to decide that one person’s life weighs more than countless others?”

66. “I miss the old you.”

67.“I wish we knew each other sooner.”

68. “  even when you smile, your eyes are still sad.  ”

69. “Promise me you’ll find me in our next lifetime.”

70. “ don’t do that— don’t shut down on me. let me in.  ”

71. “ why aren’t you scared of me?  ”  

72. “ would you kill for me?  ”

73. “  i don’t like the way they look at you. perhaps i’ll cut their eyes out.  ”

74. “  yes. i killed them— but i did it for you.  ”

75. “I think I’m pregnant.”

 CRACK

76." what in the actual fuckily duckily. "

77." how do they know an animal is extinct like?? you looked everywhere?? "

78." why is it called creepypasta and not fettucine afraido? "

79." no offense to myself but what the fuck am i actually doing. "

80.“ … why does this card say ‘ happy 3rd birthday ‘? “

81." ted just be letting anyone talk. "

82." i wonder when the bermuda triangle stopped working. not a lot of drama there anymore. "

83." no wonder the ice caps are melting, i'm fucking HOT! "

84. “crying is very punk,  trust me,  i do it all the time  and i am a punk.  ”

85. “your inability to learn complicated handshakes is tearing this friendship apart.  ”

86. “  what do you mean a thesaurus isn’t a dinosaur? ”

87. “  i’m not interested in being polite or heterosexual.  ”

88.“It’s probably the Illuminati anyways.”

89. “ you’re lucky you’re cute. ”

90. “ Might just headbutt the wall and knock myself the fuck out.”

91. “You deserves the world but all i can give you is my anxiety and depression.”

[tickle-bugs]

I had two people ask for some advice on starting up/running a blog, so I thought I’d make a little post for anyone else looking for advice! There’s no one right way to run a blog and I am by no means an expert. This is just a compilation of some of the things I’ve learned :) 

Feel free to add advice to this!

- The first thing is something I cannot stress enough. Write for yourself first. You will be absolutely miserable if you’re only writing for attention. I’m not saying it’s easy, but it’s so incredibly important. If you don’t like a prompt, fandom, or scenario? You don’t have to write for it! A personal example: I’m a theatre kid and total musical nerd. I could probably write some compelling Dear Evan Hansen or Hamilton headcanons if I wanted to, but I don’t. That’s fine! I’m allowed to say I won’t write for it and deny prompts/requests for those fandoms. 

- Set boundaries. This is a very mixed community with all sorts of creators and participants with hands in different baskets. Don’t want minors to interact? Put minors DNI in your bio. SFW only? Put it in the bio. No RP? Bio. This goes for private conversations/askbox/other interactions as well. If someone comes into your askbox/dms and says something that makes you uncomfy, shut it down. 

- My advice is more geared towards writing than art or video, but I suppose you could apply this advice as well. Make what makes you happy! If you’re only in one fandom, feel free to stay there and make content for it. Multi-fandom? Excellent! Completely non-fandom? Epic! Make the content that you want to see and the content that makes you happy to create, especially if you’re in a more niche fandom/area. 

- Organization. ...I’ll admit this one is more of a personal pet peeve than something urgent, but it is something that people positively respond to. If you have some sort of consistency/organization to your blog, it’ll make it easier and more enjoyable for people to navigate. Make a fandom list/indicate your fandoms somehow (mostly for prompt purposes. people can’t read your mind, so it’s important to tell them what you will write for and what you won’t, however you want to do that)! 

Make a masterpost/link your fic tag! Use a fic tag of some kind. Give your fics summaries and leave a little bit of the fic above the ‘read more’ to intrigue folks (look at #my fics and my masterpost for basic examples of how I do this, if you need!). Use read mores. Please use read mores (if you can, idk if they’re on mobile. regardless no one wants to encounter a three thousand word block of text on their dash). (No seriously though, organize your blog, even if it’s super simple. literally just a ‘mine’ or ‘my fics’ or ‘[pseud] writes’ and a fandom tag. It’ll make it easier for people to find your stuff and support you)

- Practice general internetiquette. Please remember that the people in this community are real people with feelings, boundaries, and lives outside of the blog that they run. Be genuine and people will respond to you! Don’t manipulate people into likes/reblogs/attention. No one wants to be on the other end of that. Being in this community isn’t a transaction or a mosh pit, it’s an experience.  

- Be ever-so-liberal with the block button. Someone’s user makes you uncomfortable? They give you bad vibes? They’re a minor/older than you and you don’t want them interacting with your content? You don’t wanna see their blog for some reason? Block em. This goes for anons too. That’s what the button is for. Don’t feel guilty for using it. Use it. 

- How you write is 100% a personal choice and not really something that I can give advice on, but embrace your style! take prompts if you want, or don’t. Write oneshots, series, drabbles, or novels. Write romantic, or don’t. Etc. Change things up if you feel like it. Do what you want. Your blog, your style, your rules. 

- Numbers matter. Don’t let them define you. This is a bit of a harder one to explain, but I will try. I often say that I don’t care about numbers, and I really don’t, but that’s not to say that I don’t see them and they have zero effect on me. I absolutely notice and am bummed if a fic doesn’t get notes, or at least the notes that I was expecting. That is entirely normal and okay to experience. What isn’t okay, though, is creating for the sake of getting notes/numbers/attention (re: write for yourself first, internetiquette). If you find yourself relying on tumblr for gratification and a reward, I implore you to take a break. I’m not your therapist or your parent, I’m not gonna tell you what to do, but when you make things only for the sake of notes, people notice. Celebrate your milestones. Know that it’s okay to be bummed about low notes/celebrate getting plenty. Just make sure that you don’t depend on the numbers for your happiness, or you will be miserable.

- You’re (probably) doing this for free. You are providing people content: a service. Produce as much or as little as you’re comfy with, but always remember that. No one is entitled to what you make. If someone asks you for headcanons, sends a prompt when prompts are closed, etc, and you don’t feel like fulfilling it? You have no obligation to do that. Getting commissioned is another story entirely, but as long as you’re making free content, you have zero obligation to do anything for anyone and certainly no time constraints. It can take me months to finish prompts, and that’s okay. I do them when I do them and I fill them how I want to. If my prompts are closed, I deny new ones until I’m ready to accept them. Make yourself happy first.

- How you interact with others is up to you! It’s generally considered good practice to like/reblog your mutuals fics/art, but this is not necessarily a hard and fast rule. I veeeeeery rarely reblog fics for fandoms that I’m not in, even from my mutuals. What you can do to show your support (and you should try and show support somehow. No one is in competition. Everyone’s in your boat, whether they have no followers or 1k) is send an ask/reply to the post/leave tags to let the author know you liked it. Like the fic and don’t reblog it, if you don’t want to. Just make sure you show your mutuals (and others in general!) roughly the same support they show you, however you decide to do that. Treat others how you want to be treated, as cheesy as it sounds :)

- Don’t repost content that isn’t yours without express permission from the original creator, and credit them appropriately. If you see a cute piece of tickle art and the artist doesn’t want it reposted? Don’t repost it. Don’t post fics/videos/gifs that aren’t yours (obviously if it’s like a scene from a movie/a clip on youtube that’s different, but don’t take credit for things you didn’t make, including ideas). Can’t tell you how frustrating it is to have work stolen from you. Don’t be that person. ‘Credit to original artist’ and ‘credit unknown’ is total bullshit btw. Link/tag the creator in the original post and make it clear you don’t own the content. Best practice is to ask the original creator if they’re okay with reposting, work inspired by or connected to theirs, etc. This goes doubly for saving/downloading someone’s fics. 

- It is not illegal for a minor to have normal, nonsexual, healthy friendships with people older than them. There’s a weird attitude that minors have nothing of value to offer adults besides a relationship/sex, which is...not true? Minors are thinking, living human beings with feelings, thoughts, and opinions. You can talk to them like normal people, because they are. Just obviously don’t talk about/introduce sex or endanger them. Minors don’t bring up sex/activities you’re underage for with an adult. IDK this isn’t a seminar just...don’t be weird. Adults can offer great life experience, support systems, and the basic joys and needs of human connection. Minors can too. Mind your business unless someone’s actually in danger. The next point is a caveat, though: 

- If you’re a minor, don’t interact with NSFW blogs/blogs with ‘Minors DNI’, NSFW blogs don’t interact with minors, etc etc. Not your parent or whatever but this is pretty common sense and it’s for everyone’s safety, but especially the NSFW person. internettiquette!

- If you use your TK blog as a side blog (meaning you have another blog as your main blog, not two separate accounts) and don’t want your main exposed, that is up to you. I recommend not liking posts. Also, follow people that you trust. These actions route through your main blog and your main will show up in the notes. You can reblog from a sideblog. If you want to send an ask “as your tk blog”, send an anon and sign it somehow, like ‘hey :) // @/tickle-bugs’. It should tag you in the post so you get a notification when it’s answered!

- Find your people! As an anxious person this one has been hard for me, so I know it’s hard for a lot of people. Fandom is literally a community of shared interest. Peachy and I have an iron bond almost two years later and we met talking over shared interests. You can absolutely find your people here. If someone makes you happy, strike up a conversation! Send an ask! You never know what doors it might open or whose day you might improve :)

- If you were an anon/lurker on someone’s blog and they inspired you to write/submit/start your own, sign your messages!! the common form that I see is either an emoji or [noun/context of the ask]!anon (prodigal!anon (i miss u every day), butterfly!anon, etc.) Let us know how to find and support you!! Those messages produce good brain juice. 

- The big finale: Have fun. If you’re not having fun here, maybe you could tweak something to make things enjoyable. Running a blog is like driving a car. Keep your hands on the wheel, respectfully indicate your intentions (flashing lights optional), and be safe. Poebody’s nerfect, y’know. If you make a mistake, course correct. I’m by no means perfect. Your favs aren’t either. Just do your best and have a good time :)

@rosytickles and the anon in my inbox, I hope this helps! Thank you for asking me, I’m very honored that you value my opinon/experience/advice. I apologize if I come off as preachy or aggressive, I envisioned grabbing my younger self by the lapels and shaking me vigorously while I wrote this. Probably a bad idea. 

Anywho, hope it helps. Anyone with questions, additions, or comments, my askbox is open! Just be constructive, is all I ask. 

[amjustagirl]

heyo~ how are you Nikki?

i think i saw something about a new job??? but im not too sure, i've been a bit ia since im finally back on studying :>

two things, actually two + one

first things first i don't really enjoy tumblr, in general, anymore so im just going through yours and one more blog every once in a while, if you have any problem with me spamming your notifs sometimes, please let me know T^T

secondly, again im sorry if i've missed this, but are you cooking anything regarding bestest-but-not-my-fav-boy Miya Onigiri Osamu ? ,':3

and the plus one uhh what was it ? oh ! hands off Kita-san please you're married leave some crumbs for us (no i didn't just call a deity "crumbs")

and another thing i just remembered, are you doing more personal requests for headcannons/short drabbles etc? unless my inner boomer dark side is manifesting itself again and i can't even navigate a tumbrl blog again, it hasn't been specified anywhere?

anyway, it's totally okay if you don't !! i know you've got a lot to take care off and having some time to yourself isn't a crime, so you should totally prioritise the rest !!

i just remembered an anonymous request id made during an event a few months ago(?), i was so anxious about it as well lol, it feels odd now in retrospective, anyway !! i hope im finding you well :3 also your husband? idk how and why he came to mind but i hope you're both doing well ^^

ellie!!!! how was your trip!!!

i did get a new job HAHA ahhh v v excited, got a raise, my new bosses seem so so nice and i love that the location is mega convenient for me so it's a win! the husband's moving jobs too so it's a pretty exciting time for us!

(hehe pls a girl can dream about one kita shinsuke still tho!!!)

oh and pls dw abt spamming my notifs - i personally think it's an honour! and pls do forgive me if i disappear and take a while to answer your asks, cos i tend to huddle away and write fics HAHAHA so when i'm quiet, it usually means something's cooking up in nikki's kitchen, so to speak!!!

i will probably write a osamu storm chaser fic one day....when inspiration truly visits me. i have...ideas but like....i really need to sit down and think through it - it's not hitting me just right, unlike my bokuto sc fic which is just such a joy to write (finished 1k words today whoo!!!) oh and i am taking in...suggestions - but like....i'm kinda afraid of definitively saying i'll take requests cos i do have a backlog and im a slow slow SLOW writer so i don't wanna disappoint anyone >< but if you do have any outtakes you wanna see, feel free to shoot them at me! i'll...try my best!

(also EH did i get to your request!!!! lmk which one it was!)

[cocomoraine]

Gone, gone, gone.

There will come a day where I will use my downtime from acads for wholesome things, not for writing things that will make me sadder. 

That day is not today.

Here is a sad, sad drabble made by me by an idea I have while listening to sad songs. Warning: Unbeta’ed because I don’t want to be a bother, and ultimately sad, you have been warned. Also, trigger warnings for implied/referenced suicide, and thoughts of self-harm.

Just short this time hahaha, only 1k+ words. I am still finding it a challenge to write them in a more happier setting sksksks sorrrrryyy. You have been warned.

Still here eh? You’re really that determined huh.

Here y’all go!

Gone, gone, gone. 

Boris remembers the first time he saw Valery Legasov smile.

The lunar rover worked!

Small steps, small victories.

It was also the first time they were close. Close as friends can be.

They are both willing to take whatever the other one could give.

Chernobyl has become a wasteland, and yet, from it, a beautiful relationship was born.

A relationship soon submerged into ashes.

***

I could’ve said goodbye

Ulana and Boris knew that the wordless goodbye they all exchanged with Valery was never going to be enough. 

KGB made sure of it. This is just the first of their many series of punishments.

Now, it left a gaping hole in Boris’ psyche.

A hole only Valery Legasov can fill.

***

Trying to save a part of you

It rained the day of Valery’s funeral. Boris fought tooth and nail to have Valery buried here. His words continue to spread, like wildfire, it didn’t stop the moment he was laid down on the earth.

Hell came to Kremlin. Hell came for Gorbachev, for Charkov, to the KGB, to the insolent fools at Kurchatov who ridiculed and alienated Valery until they pushed him off the edge. Hell came for both Ulana and Boris. But, it came like a gentle caress of the wind.

Yet, it still hurts.

Boris finds anger for the people who did this to Valery. And for himself, for not fighting harder for him. 

Ulana closed her hand around his tightened fists.

It was only then he realized that it was not only rainwater that is falling into his shoes.

***

It took Boris two months after Valery’s funeral to finally figure out himself.

Two more years.

***

He remembers Valery quoting poetry one night, as they were out for another walk.

That time, it was Valery who asked him.

Boris, at first, was surprised, that a man of science such as Valery, is well-versed in the world of literature.

He will not forget the way Valery blushed and looked down at the ground, when he praised him for that extensive lyrical knowledge.

Every word that fell from his lips feels like a melody.

He should’ve known by that time.

***

No other name falling off my lips

Ulana’s career kept skyrocketing. KGB can’t even tame her down. When Charkov stepped down from the position, the new deputy chairman thought it wouldn’t be prudent to push her more, especially since she has the public at her favor.

He last saw her receiving an honorary award from the Byelorussian Institute of Nuclear Energy, present as a guest of honor.

When the two of them are alone, other people talking and drinking wine, the two of them outside, the cool air doing nothing to calm Boris’ nerves he was never calm, he was always finding ways to do things, things to make Valery’s requests or demands met, Valery made him restless, even now, even if he is already dead, dead! Boris can’t force his mind out from such thoughts.

He and Ulana don’t talk much. They never talked unless needed, even back then at Chernobyl. It was always Valery who filled in the silence between them. 

But now, it was he who broke it.

“I am glad things are working well for you.”

Ulana looked ahead, eyes glassy, thoughts whirring. She’s just like Valery. Beautiful, smart, powerful. Yet.

He felt a hand atop his.

“Can you tell me more about him?”

Boris smiled, felt the tears, swallowed it down.

“Did you know, Valery quoted poetry often? He did it to me one time. Apparently, he also writes his own version of poems from time to time--”

***

Because the world keeps turning and turning

Whenever they are at Chernobyl, it seems like time is always on the run. There are too many things happening at once.

Some of them worked.

Others don’t.

They still carry on. They don’t have much choice.

And Valery will not stop until the job is done. He is too kind for this world. Too good for this wasteland.

Too determined and powerful enough for Boris.

One time, Boris almost used force to make Valery rest. That man has no idea of time, whenever work is concerned. Well, to be fair, he is also like that sometimes, but Valery needs to rest.

“That is enough, Valera.”

“No. nothing is going to be enough, Borja. I have to keep working.”

Boris put a hand in Valery’s. The hand stopped its furious scribbling.

“You are going to fall over that chair, Valera.”

Valery looked up at him, tired, worn, radiation slowly inching through their throats.

‘We’ll be dead in five years!’

For once, Boris just wants the time to just stop.

***

It was a sunny day, for a change, in Moscow.

Boris’ doctors all tell him the same thing. If only he could just say that he does not need regular check-ups because Valery Legasov already delivered and signed his death sentence back at Chernobyl, but Gorbachev insists.

He also thinks of putting a bullet through his head. 

He said that to Ulana. He was expecting her to smack him in the face, knock some sense into him, but instead, she gently talked him through it.

Of course, there is still a lot of work to do.

Protests are happening, left and right, and Boris has to do his part inside the Kremlin. Ulana doing hers at the scientific community. It won’t be long, Valera. Soon enough, not only the whole Soviet Union will know about you and Chernobyl. 

Someday, the whole world will know you.

Boris smiled. He is at the countryside today, after his doctor recommended a weekend break from Moscow. He took it. Being in Krelin reminds him of Valery. Walking in those same halls they used to, back then, he can’t.

Beside a quiet, flowing river, he is still reminded of him.

I’m not moving on.

I will never be free of you, Valera.

The thing about dead people, their ghosts haunting you are not the scary details told to you when you were a child. They are not scary, it’s all just sad.

***

One year since Valery’s death.

Reforms were made. The truth about Chernobyl became common knowledge. His legacy is now an outcry.

Valery Legasov, Ulana Khomyuk, Boris Shcherbina, and thousands of others involved in the cleanup from the start until now, might be heroes in someone’s eyes, but for the Party, especially Legasov and Shcherbina, they are just two men, slowly fading away. One already did. 

And the Soviet Union is starting to fall into pieces.

***

One more year left. 

Boris Shcherbina wonders what Valery Legasov thought of him. Whenever that question pops in him, Valery’s words play inside his head, like repeating a tape.

Boris never listened to those tapes.

He doesn’t think he can hear Valery’s voice, but at the same time, he wants to.

“They mistakenly sent the one good man. For god’s sake, Boris. You were the one who mattered the most.”

He should’ve known.

***

“Let him finish!”

It was his way of telling him that he loves him. Boris realizes, and now, faced with the reality that Valery is gone, he thinks, he prays to whatever deity, that Valery got it. That he understood what he was trying to say.

He doesn’t know.

He will probably never get the answer.

***

Time’s up.

Boris closes his eyes, wishes all the best for Ulana, and told a breathless “I love you, Valera,” to the wind. 

I don’t want to give somebody else the better part of me.

I would rather wait for you.

***

In his darkness, in his death, he can always imagine Valery telling him that he loves him too.

I’ll never love again.

***

You're a carnival on a summer night Gone too soon every time Yeah, it's beautiful how you burn so bright In the waste land you leave behind

(c) Hurt, Lady Antebellum

[solastia]

Healing Touch

One Shot

Pairing: Changkyun x Reader 

Word Count: 1,702 (Once again, Solastia fails the drabbles are supposed to be 1k and under challenge) 

Genre & Warnings: Fluff, friends to lovers!au, sick!au (is that an au? I dunno, guess it is now)

Notes: anon request. Hopefully it turned out okay! Why does writing pure fluff make me cringe so much? I’m so embarrassed by the cheese. 

»

With a ragged groan, you slump to the floor after being sick for the third time today. You’d thought you were just coming down with a mild cold, but after a couple of miserable days, it had grown into a full-blown flu. Or some weird hybrid of the two because you were still stuffed up in addition to the fever and being sick. 

You could hear your phone ringing again, but it was all the way in the bedroom, which might as well have been as torturous a journey as going to Mordor at this point. Someone had been blowing up your phone today, and you suspected your friend and crush Changkyun. You’d canceled your plans with him the other day, not wanting to get him sick, and then proceeded to ignore all calls the following days. Mostly because you could barely muster enough strength to even hold up your phone. As much as you wanted to talk to him, you couldn’t bring yourself to move.

Instead, you used your last bit of strength to pull down a towel to lay your head on and promptly fell into an exhausted sleep right there on the cold bathroom floor. 

» 

“Have you just been sleeping here on the bathroom floor?” a deep voice rumbles near your ear, and you suddenly feel weightless. You open your eyes, so weak that even this was a struggle, and find yourself being carried into the bedroom by Changkyun himself. 

“The floor is nice and cool and has a toilet attached. Don’t judge me,” you moan, cringing at how bad your voice sounds. 

“No judging, just not the best place to find you unconscious. I thought you were dead and I might have panicked a little bit and called everyone before I remembered to check if you were still breathing. Now, it’s my professional opinion that you’ll get better faster if you sleep in a bed.”

“Wow, thank you, Dr. Im,” you mumble into his chest, relishing the close proximity. 

“Sadly, I’m not a doctor, but I look like I could play one on TV, eh?” He chuckles as he practically tosses you into bed. The bounce hurts your entire body, and you weakly squeak in indignation. 

“Don’t take this the wrong way but your bedside manner sucks,” you huff but allow him to help you under the covers. 

“Sorry. I don’t know my own strength sometimes.” You glare at him in disgust as he winks at you.  

“Out. I won’t have this on my deathbed,” you murmur. Changkyun laughs and crawls in next to you, adjusting you so that you were laying on his chest. The two of you were no strangers to cuddling a little bit, but this was incredibly intimate. You cuddle in as close as you can get, relishing the moment. You only wished you could smell him. 

“You shouldn’t even be here. If Kihyun finds out you were around me while I had the flu and you get sick, he’ll kill us both. I canceled the other day, so I wouldn’t get you sick.” 

“Mmm, worth it. Speaking of, samgyetang or porridge?” Changkyun asks as he picks up his phone. 

“Is this a trivia question?”

“No. Gonna ask hyung to make some. I doubt you’ve eaten anything in a while.”

“Mmm, samgyetang. Might as well enjoy my last meal.” 

“Drama queen.” Changkyun chuckles as he makes the text, and you cuddle in closer to his chest. 

“Dramama ramama ramama hey,” you rumble into his chest quietly. 

“Never do that again.” Changkyun groans and you giggle even though it hurts. 

He eventually sets his phone down, and you feel his fingers stroking your hair. You shiver a little and hope he thinks it’s just because of the fever. He pauses and glances down at you. 

“You okay? You need a sweater or something?”

“Don’t stop…” you mumble tiredly, and Changkyun hums gently in question. 

“Your fingers in my hair,” you murmur. “Feels really nice…”

“I bet it would feel even better if your hair had been washed anytime in the last century,” he teases softly. You try to hit his chest, but you’re so weak that it’s barely a tap. You settle for whining and he straight up giggles. The brat. 

Thankfully, he goes back to playing with your hair until you fall back to sleep. 

»An incredible cooling sensation on your face wakes you up, and you crack open your eyes to find Changkyun wiping you with a cloth. 

“Oh, you’re still here,” you say weakly, managing a tired smile. 

“Mmhmm. Can you manage sitting up a little bit? Hyung brought your soup. I was told to make sure you eat it all, especially the ginseng, and drink lots of water. Hoseok hyung even sent you some vitamin C tablets. “ 

You try to scoot up a little on your own but struggle enough that he takes over, propping you up and placing a pillow behind you. He makes you drink a whole half a cup of water before he finally spoons some of the soup, blowing a little on the spoon first. The first bite is heavenly, and you pray that you can keep it down. It’s the first thing you’ve had to eat in two days besides the stale crackers you found in the pantry. 

“Not that I’m ungrateful, I’m just curious why you’re still here. I never pegged you for the nursing type.” You question, thrown off a little by this calm and efficient version of your friend. 

“I’ll answer that if you answer a question for me.” He countered, his voice sounding borderline flirtatious. 

Flirtatious? 

“What?” You ask cautiously, racking your mind for something he would question you about? Did you maybe talk in your sleep? 

“Why is my birthday your door code?” He asks with a smirk. 

You sputter and try to think of an answer that wouldn’t give you away. 

“You see,” he continued. “After knocking for a while without an answer, I tried every number randomly; even took a look at the screws on the door to see how easy it would be to just break in. I punched my birthday in on a whim and low and behold, the lock clicks and grants me entry. Now, what reason could my beautiful friend have to use my birthday as her door code...unless she liked me, maybe.” 

You’re internally panicking as you try to think of an excuse. Anything that wouldn’t make him run away from you or cruelly reject you. In your exhaustion, you’d completely forgotten to question how he’d even gotten into your apartment. 

“I...um...it’s just easy to remember? There’s no meaning. Don’t worry,” you blurt out in a rush, and hope that the blush forming can be written off as fever induced. 

Changkyun sighs wearily. “Ah, you’re going to be difficult. Fine, here. Unlock this for me will you?” He hands you his phone, his grin rife with fondness and amusement. 

You grab it without thinking only to remember that you don’t know his code. Why would you? You send him a dirty look and start entering numbers randomly. 

“Think, Y/N. You know the code very well,” he prompts softly. 

You stare down at the keypad as an idea so preposterous comes to you. Just because you did it for him doesn’t mean he thinks of you enough to do the same, does he? Your fingers tremble as you slowly enter your own birthday.  

With the last number entered, the phone unlocks and sends you to his home screen, which featured a picture of the two of you drunkenly posing from your previous karaoke hangout with the guys. 

“I like you too, stupid,” he winks and accepts the phone you toss at him. 

“Why would you confess to a girl and call her stupid in the same sentence?” You complain, your face blazing. 

“It’s part of my charm.” He grins and sets aside the soup to climb back under the covers with you, cradling you close. 

“So, we need to get you healthy so we can make out. Let’s sleep.” 

“Wow, so romantic. Why do I like you, again?” You mutter against his chest with a contented grin. God, this was really happening. 

“Hah, you just said you liked me. You can’t back out now. You’re stuck with me. Wolves mate for life, you know.” 

“Will you quit calling yourself a wolf?” 

“Only if you say the words.” 

You release a world-weary sigh. “Fine. Changkyun, I like you a lot. I totally want to date you. Please nurse me back to health so we can like, make out and stuff.” 

“That was beautiful. Leave it to me, baby. I got that healing touch.” He says cockily as he threads his fingers into your hair. 

He was greasy, he was a living meme, but now he was yours. And you’ve never been happier. 

“If I wake up and this is some fever dream, I am going to be so mad.” You groan. He laughs and kisses your temple. 

“I’ll be sure to remind you. Sleep. I’ll be here when you wake up, right where I belong.” 

With a smile full of hope, love, and contentment, you do as he says and allow yourself to fall asleep wrapped in his comforting arms. 

And when he became a sick and whiney mess a few days later, you were sure to nurse your new boyfriend back to health in return. 

After all, you guys still had to make out and stuff. 

[yeoldontknow]

Hello my love. It's kpopandlock with a special birthday request. I've been pondering over this forEVER. All I want for my birthday (besides being independently wealthy) is a little story written by you. With some Jongin, some sort of birthday tie in, maybe a little angsty. OOO did he forget me?! THAT JERK! Oh but maybe we make up? Oooh. I dunno. Maybe some cake? I do like cake. Angsty cakey birthday love. I know requests are closed for August but my birthday is towards the end soooooooooo...

Drabble! Jongin! 20 and 60! Um...I dunno about genre. Um... Dealer's choice. I just don't want to cry. Unless it's from laughter. ily ❤️ kpopandlock

asfjafapsofjoi GORGEOUS. Happy Birthday @kpopandlock

Prompt: 20: “It’s just rain, you aren’t gonna melt!” + 60: I said,” I HAVE AN IDEA!”Pairing: Jongin x Reader (oc; female) (Nini’s name is never said though, so as I usually do with gifts, this can be read any day with any bias for whatever your mood Summary: It’s your birthday, but Jongin is thinking about three other days that mean just as much - if not more.Genre: fluff; angstRating: PG-13Warnings: references to sex; explicit languageWord Count: 1,271

It’s three hours past midnight, so that means it’s your birthday. I’m sitting in this chair, the sweat and smell of you still dripping from my skin while you are fast asleep, arms stretching across the bed like you are growing wings. I could wake you up, but I won’t. I’ve already whispered it on your lips, ten times over and thousands more to come. I could do it again, I will do it again.

In the morning, you’ll read this and ask why I didn’t wake you to celebrate. I’ll tell you that I did - I can tell you that I am. The current you is radiant -no, you’re always radiant, but right now it’s different. All your anxious parts are calmed and you are glowing in the security of your dreams, and I am celebrating you even when you don’t think anyone is watching. I am celebrating you even when you are not aware.

It’s three hours past midnight, and there are three things on my mind. These are the first, the first thoughts for every hour of this day I share with you. I want to talk about them, tell you about how they linger on my tongue spoiling everything because they’re so sweet. They taste better than anything I could eat, taste better than anything I could lick - they taste like you. They taste like you and that means I can never forget them. They taste like you and that means I will never let them go

1. The first time I told you I loved you was an accident. The words poured out of my mouth like petals and promises - blooming, waxy, and fragile, because you were looking at me like you were seeing the sun for the first time. I told you I loved you on accident but I meant every word, felt like I’d never told the truth before in my entire life. I told you I loved you in a rush and on accident, but nothing had ever seemed so important for you to understand. I likened it to the same way you meant every word when you told me that love was a malleable butterfly - a preposterous thing to say. Back then, I didn’t understand. It was the day we met and hours in you were already getting deep, deep with me and with yourself in a way that I think scared both of us. But you said this and I didn’t get it - love to me was fixed, a solid sort of thing that was steadfast and unyielding in its strength, like a metal that never died only rusted. When I told you I loved you, I realized how wrong I was. My love for you was, and is, powerful, but it flutters inside me, always, changing shape to match your colours and is never the same as it was the day before. My love for you is always wrapped in a cocoon of my heart until it erupts at the sight of you, and lives for the length of the day until it starts the cycle over again. This is the life cycle of my love: impossible, thriving, and unending.

2. I couldn’t keep my hands off you after that. Holding your hand felt like touching god - any god and every god, anything that could make a person feel holy. The day the dam broke in my soul it was raining. I was holding your hand and looking up at the sky as if waiting to be struck - by heaven, by earth, by my heart because I’d already been struck by you. You mistook my awe for you as awe for the weather and you said it’s just rain, you aren’t gonna melt. How could you have known that it was only partly true? That the rain was not melting me to a frayed wick, but you? Your closeness and your warm skin? That night we fucked like we were trying to burn through the mattress, tearing through our hearts, our souls, our minds like we were traversing the cosmos. Scared, was how I remember feeling. Not because I thought this would end but because I thought it should be impossible to love a person this way, with the complete whole of your being so there was nothing left for you to hold onto. I’d dissolved myself away into nothing but a love for you, and I was happy about it. That bed became my funeral pyre and you carried me to a Nirvana I didn’t think myself worthy of. You still do that. Tonight, you did that and I’m still trying to come down.

3. April 15 two years ago was one of the best days of my life. I don’t know if you remember it because it was a random day, a day that actually really isn’t important in the scheme of things. It was just after we had started dating, but I think of it as the day I knew you were going to be mine, for always and throughout time. We went to the abandoned arcade, that shitty factory where teenagers used to get high before it became uncool and too mainstream. No one had been there for ages and I said, I have an idea, and you looked at me like you thought I’d told you the secrets of the universe. Moving that shitty couch into the arcade hall felt like moving into a different time. The old game machines were still there and together, no one really wanting to break them in a rebellious fury because they were artifacts of youthful counterculture. You messed with the fusebox like you were messing with my heart that day, that year, and the whole room lit up, all these machines powering on like you were resurrecting a city of light. I felt like that, in a way. Felt like you had moved me into a whole new state of being, or state of mind, raising me out of the dark and into you. I don’t think you remember that day, you probably only remember the couch and the way the springs stabbed your back when we sat on it. But I remember that day. I remember realizing I needed you.

These three things are pulling at me, trying to break me apart because I don’t know how to tell you how much they mean to me. These three things are tugging at my soul, asking me to keep them for a whole other year while we make new, better, brighter days. I have plans for this year, plans that I think will move this list around. I can’t tell you what they are, but I think you can sense them. You sense them in the way you hold my hand, lately, with tightly wound fingers and palms touch like they are in prayer. You sense them in the way you kiss me, too deep and too hard, pouring the whole of your existence into the movement of your lips so that every kiss feels as full as a lifetime. You sense it in the way you look at me, neither knowing nor worried, just as if you expect me to be there, as if I am fixed, and you can feel me there even when I am not.

It’s three hours past midnight, and that means it’s your birthday.

It’s three hours past midnight, and that means I have to learn my new butterfly.

It’s now four hours past midnight, and that means I get to start again.

[ahumanintraining]

re: Hurricane Irma — taking commissions!

Hello friends! For everyone checking in on me, thank you for your kindness and for your thoughts. I definitely got the better luck of the storm and it could have been a lot worse. I don’t have power or proper cell service, but I have not been displaced and having a place to sleep is more than I can ask for. My community is generous and we are slowly getting back into the momentum.

Unfortunately, some of my classmates and my community members have not been so fortunate: they’ve been flooded, lost valuable items, and are stretching their pockets for hot food to eat. We’ve put together some gofundmes, but I thought I would try opening commissions in order to raise money as well. In fact, even after much of the rebuilding/renormalization happens, I’m thinking of continuing to have commissions open to go directly to charities or various non-profits in the future.

Anyway tl;dr I’ve finally decided to open commissions for donations! Exciting! I’ve never done this before but let’s see where this takes us! Without further ado, below is more details!

P R I C E S:

drabble (100-500 words): 1 USD — (erlu) (sasunaru) (yonalili)

+NSFW: +0.50 USD — (shallura) (crackpair haikyuu)

oneshot (up to 1k words ish): 3 USD — (klance) (jerza) (viktuuri)

+NSFW: +1 USD — (hakyona) (jaeha/hak)

oneshot (up to 2k words ish): 5 USD — (erlu) (kakashi/ayame) (shallura)

+NSFW: +1.50 USD — (jerza) (crackpair fairy tail)

longer pieces (up to 10k words): 10+ USD — (zutara)

Examples are linked next to their respective categories, listed as their ships. Feel free to scroll through my ao3 or fanfiction account to see more examples!

This is just a list off the top of my head, so if you have other kinds of requests or are not sure how your piece categorizes, please feel free to shoot me an ask and I can give you an idea of how much I would expect the work to be. All of the above mentioned are one-shots, which is basically all I write, but given enough time, multichaps are not completely out of the game, so definitely don’t be shy if you have questions!

(more info below!)

I N F O:

What do I write?

Voltron: Legendary Defender, Fairy Tail, Naruto, Noragami, Avatar (both tLA and LoK), Akatsuki no Yona, FMA:b, or other animes that you know that I’m familiar with (if you don’t see it, please feel free to ask!)

or your original characters and settings! (prices may vary)

all gender pairings, all types of relationships, or general fics

any genre, SFW or NSFW

Give me as much information/details on what you want as you can so there’s a higher chance that I’ll end up writing what you have imagined. The more specific a request, the more likely you will like the piece! I encourage you to send me prompts, pieces of dialogue, situations, or even headcanons (especially for alternative universe commissions). Our discussions will be kept entirely confidential, especially if it’s a commission you wish to keep to yourself.

And if you’re requesting a commission to gift for someone else, definitely give me as much information so I know how to best make your recipient happy!!!

Payment will be through PAYPAL. I will send you an invoice/ask you to send the money after I started writing your commission, or after I’ve finished it if it’s short.

I reserve the right to post my work through social media (such as tumblr, archive of our own, fanfiction) and other websites UNLESS you specifically ask for it to not be posted. You don’t need to tell me why, and I completely understand if you prefer to keep your commissioned work to yourself. You can also choose to permit me to publish it but I will not tag you in it or keep you anonymous. 

If you’d like to see your work posted before a certain deadline, let me know. I reserve the right to add additional value to my work if I need to complete it before other priorities. Otherwise, if you request something from me, I’ll give you a proper estimate of when I can complete it, and we’ll take it from there!

I reserve the right to reject any request that makes me uncomfortable in any way.

C O N T A C T:

If you’re interested, please feel free to contact me through tumblr (@ahumanintraining), twitter (@napsbeforesleep), discord (@ahumanintraining#2153), or through email (send me an ask for it). 

Anyway, enough from me! Let’s hear what you have! I’m really excited to start writing what you’re thinking about, so thank you so much for reading this post and for sharing it with others that you feel may be interested! 

Thank you all! I appreciate you all so much.