#I'll probably never write about it

[anxiousdragoncollector]

I'm mad at myself

Because I said I wouldn't draw it cuz I don't like my drawing style, but I drew it anyway, so here

It's fanart from an au I made up last night, and here's the notes for the au that are copied directly from my notes

-He seems pretty normal when his quirk is off, but his skin is pale, and kinda green under certain lighting, he smells like the ocean, and his freckles are like the seawing glow spots

-His eyes blink sideways

-When he gets emotional, his quirk emerges, be that fins or spines or needle-y teeth

-Fully transformed, he's a mer straight out of the bottom of the ocean (very creepy, lots of spines, large, fast, bioluminescent)

-He takes after lots of deep sea fish, w weird spines and teeth that don't always fit together

-His fingers are long

Story wise, 

His mom died when he was little and he stress manifested the quirk after being tossed in the ocean, or something like that

He lives in the ocean, keeping dry stuff on Dagobah beach

Eventually joins UA, but doesn't tell them he's an orphan chilling a mile off coast

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Thank you all for an incredible 500 days of love and support. I offer you: answers to questions that no one has asked.

(As always, more can be found in the tags <3)

[godsfavoritescientist]

Two possibilities come to mind when I think about the concept of bill running around with his baby self: either he somehow accidentally clones himself and the clone process only makes newborns, or the theraprism decides one day "well you're never getting any better. Time to blow up your baby self to stop you from ever even existing!" and Bill stops them, rescues his baby self, and then is on the run with it, all the while going through periods of memory loss and glitching out of reality because the paradox of rescuing his baby self is destabilizing his entire existence.

[m3rricat]

tossing out another (spawn) Astarion headcanon-- I think, in his ideal living situation even with a romantic partner, he has his own bedroom. Not because of a lack of affection or love or anything; maybe he would in fact spend most nights sleeping with them, but he's never had his own space before, to his memory. I think he'd love a place to retreat to that he has no obligation to share, where he could be alone without being bothered when he needed it. And, it would be a place he could make fully his own, where he would finally be able to express himself through decor, color, furniture etc without compromise like he's never been able to before.

[maraudersidk]

Percy having a long torso so his shirts, esp if they're hand-me-downs from charlie who does not have a long torso, end up skimming his waist so if he bends down or reaches up u catch a glimpse of that beautiful little waist and oliver loves it.

Everyone does tbh even our resident lesbians penny and audrey appreciate the view, percy gets flustered whenever they mention it but always deflects when someone points out that he hasn't gotten them tailored even when he had the money to do so.

I imagine once one of the weasley kids catches kingsley ogling percy and they just like 'uh excuse me😀' cuz to them its just their freakishly tall brother.

[gentil-minou]

student council au where wei wuxian ran "as a joke" but won president with lan wangji as his vice president and their shenanigans as wwx uses a sizeable amount of their budget for carnivals and student events and lwj just...lets him

his uncle, the principal, asks him what on earth are you doing and lwj just takes out a research paper that shows the benefits of fun and relaxing activities on student mental health while wwx is shooting a t-shirt canon at the crowd behind them

there's a sofa in the student lounge that wwx uses to take naps and everytime he does his shirt rides up revealing a sliver of skin and lwj has one hand in a tight horny grip as he calculates how much of their budget they can devote to a bunny petting zoo even though the insurance will be a nightmare but wwx really wants one so he will get one.

(at the petting zoo, wwx tells him the bunny petting zoo was a birthday gift for him)

(lwj kisses his big stupid perfect little face)

[fellamarsh]

another thing i've been trying to do recently is read more self-published stuff. "but fell," you say, "you're a self-published author. surely you've been reading self-published stuff all along" and then i laugh for so long in response we both become uncomfortable.

see, the fear (which has for a long time been killing my mind) that i'll read other self-published stuff and find out that it's so much better than mine that i might as well stop writing forever kept me from doing that basically ever. i have a hard time not unfavorably comparing my work to others and had convinced myself i was being smart by withholding an avenue of de-motivation (reader: i was not being smart). it also doesn't help that i'm pretty low income and have a hard time spending money on books i haven't already read, and that self-published stuff isn't always available at the library---but really a lot of it was just me being a coward. which i'm working on. i could talk about how this particular cowardice is Very Silly, but i think enough has been said about it on writeblr and in the Writing Space in general that i don't feel the need to (though i will if anyone wants me to).

instead, i wanna talk about the self-published things i have read in the past few months and ask about the self-published things you love!

so: what happened was i got real sick, and while i was real sick i (naturally) read over 200,000 words of ace attorney fan fiction in the span of a few days. eventually i got bored of it (and also maybe annoyed at how people were characterizing some of my guys), but i still wanted to read something gay and romantic and nice, something i knew was gonna end happily, which isn't my typical fare.

now you may be saying (having gotten over all the uncomfortable laughter from earlier) "fell, you write gay romance. what do you mean that's not your typical fare?" listen. until a couple months ago i hadn't read a cut and dry romance novel since before i finished college. for context: i graduated in 2015. i know it doesn't make sense. i'm a guy who doesn't make sense.

but in this case it worked to my advantage. not the not making sense thing, but the not having read Published Romance in 1000 years thing. I didn't know where to start. I was very skeptical of everything the library had Available Now in the Gay Fantasy Romance category. what if it was all bad and also not good?

and then i scrolled past the familiar cover of our very own @ashen-crest's A Rival Most Vial.

now this was comfortable territory! this was a novel by a very nice writeblr person whose posts i enjoy! i already loosely knew the plot, i was familiar with the characters, i knew the names of things like rosemond street and the griffin's claw and that ambrose had blue hair and that at the end of it all there would definitely be Boyfriends. i didn't have to worry that this would be bad! i only had to worry that it would be really good!

but i wasn't worried about that, because i was officially Not Writing at the time, and because why the hell hadn't i read this book yet Ash literally emailed me some very kind words last year when my cat died??

Y'all, I devoured ARMV. If you haven't read it yet---especially if cozy fantasy is more your thing than it is mine---you should check it out Immediately. It was fun! It was heartwarming! It was sweet and earnest and confident! I was delighted to find it was occasionally hot! Ambrose and Eli snuggled up into my sick exhausted heart and found a permanent little place there. (Especially Ambrose. I have such a thing for Stiff Guys who Kind of Suck for Tragic Backstory Reasons and are So So Lonely They Don't Even Realize It. gawd)

(And a very small part of my brain spent the whole time wondering why I had been so afraid to really engage with the work my community is doing. The community that I'm in. The one I'm a part of. Why?! Maybe more on that later.)

But from there the curse was broken! I immediately devoured @stjohnstarling's What Manner of Man in a similar sort of frenzy (and hooooly shit guys am I excited for the expanded, finalized version to come out at the end of next month!) and started digging into @lurinatftbn's The Flower that Bloomed Nowhere (which I can already tell is going to be an All Time Favorite).

And now I want to ask you what your favorite self-published books are so that I can read them, too, but I think I will in another post that doesn't dedicate so much space to talking about my various and sundry Issues and isn't Terminally Long

[ghastella]

The more I think about it, the more I suspect Arthur knew from the beginning that Lee wasn't actually in love with him. (more below!)

TW: abuse, mental illness, unrequited love

Love was the fantasy, just like the Joker persona itself.

Arthur's painful life of abuse and misery inspired the fantasy of Joker, but Lee inspired in Arthur the fantasy of being in love.

And this fantasy served an important function for our sweet Arthur: it helped him find hope and enabled him come alive again during another bleak, scary time in his life.

It's kind of like how a crush (or in our case, our undying love for Arthur!) helps us get through the day.

Love transformed Arthur. It made him able to see who he really was and reject who he wasn't.

I believe Arthur is more self-aware than many give him credit for. I personally see this awareness in the lyrics he sings from Bewitched, Bothered & Bewildered:

She's a fool and don't I know it But a fool can have her charms I'm in love and don't I show it Like a babe in arms

Love's the same old sad sensation Lately I've not slept a wink Since this half-pint imitation Put me on the blink

I'm wild again, beguiled again A simpering, whimpering child again Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered am I

Lost my heart, but what of it? She is cold, I agree She can laugh and I love it Although the laugh's on me

I'll sing to her, bring spring to her And long for the day when I cling to her Bewitched, bothered, and bеwildered am I

He's saying he's in love but he knows it's not real. He knows Lee is a cold person, that she can only offer a half-pint imitation of love, that the joke's going to be on him...but he doesn't care because at the end of the day, it feels good just to love. Love brings Arthur back to himself.

Those of us who know and adore Arthur know that Arthur is obviously capable of great love.

His feelings are real. And they are powerful...even if the person he's infatuated with cannot reciprocate them genuinely.

And I would go one one step further to add that the fact that we love Arthur as much as we do means that we share his capacity for great love.

We are like Arthur in this regard...and what a wonderful thing that is!

The ability to love deeply and allow that love to transform us is one of the most incredible, meaningful qualities we have the honor of sharing with him.

xx ghastella

[airenyah]

i've managed to get really far with my ep4 meta, i've only got just over 3 scenes left (the "be my bf" scene, style finding out the truth, the gym scene, and i gotta finish the nc scene) but the problem is that i've only got about 4h left which i'll probably need to write it all up in the first place (also it's less than 3h bc i'm also travelling) and then i would still need to make the gifs and proof read it, which is also gonna be time consuming rip

[becca-e-barnes]

Hi Becca! I would literally die for you blog. It’s my go to any time I need some good self care😉. You’re incredibly talented!

But I’ve had this idea bouncing around in my head. It boils down to just Bucky and cock warming. Like the reader is on him begging for more but he is just having way to much fun playing with their clit to start moving. Making them cum on him with out thrusting once.

Just an idea I thought you might like. I love you work, have a great day!!

I'm really glad you've been enjoying my stuff so much!! That's so sweet!💗 and I keep getting told I can get ✨filthier✨ so I'd love to mess with this is little bit

Because I love the thought of Bucky making you start off with a dildo that's just a little bit smaller in size than he is. Maybe one of those dildos with a suction cup on the bottom so it's stuck on a wooden chair.

"Good girl, take it all." He encourages, kneeling between your legs, watching your cunt greedily swallow the toy. It's a sight he doesn't often get to see and he's really not sure why he doesn't make a point of watching it more often.

You whine quietly, feeling the toy bottom out. Your ass makes contact with the cool, varnished wood beneath you and you can't help but roll your hips a little, enjoying the feeling of the tip rubbing against your velvety walls.

"If I wanted you to fuck yourself on that, I'd tell you to. Did I tell you to?" Bucky's voice has a sharp edge that almost knocks you out of your daze.

"N-no... But-" You begin, trying to justify your movement but he cuts you off.

"No. So don't. I want you to keep your cunt stuffed and take what I give you." He watches up at you as he presses your knees apart, keeping his eyes on your face until he can't bare it anymore.

You gasp quietly at the feeling of his hot breath on your exposed, slick sex and there's nothing you can do but whimper at the feeling of his tongue gently grazing your clit.

Fuck, it's good. It's not long before he's licking you like he's starving, lapping and sucking gently on your clit before forcing your legs wider apart to lick your arousal from the base of the toy.

"Bucky, please. Please let me move." You didn't mean to sound so pathetic but with each lick, you get closer and closer to an orgasm you won't be able to stop. An orgasm you've been warned you're not allowed to have.

You're almost surprised he takes pity on you, giving you permission to get off the toy. He removes it from the chair and sits down in it's place, offering his cock as a replacement.

You sit back down as you had earlier with your back to his chest but you can't help but feel amazed at how much better his dick feels. He's slightly bigger and while that's nice, nothing beats the way he throbs inside you and the hot, breathy groans against your ear at the feeling of your body taking all of him.

"Such a good girl." He smirks against your neck, littering your skin with kisses between his soft praises. You feel one of his hands on your chin, gently directing you to look to your right, over in the direction of the full length mirror.

The reflection you're looking at makes your walls flutter involuntarily because fuck, you really are stuffed full of his cock and he's making sure you're not able to fully enjoy it yet.

With one hand still holding your head in place, making sure you keep watching, Bucky's free hand trails down between your legs, flicking and rubbing your clit again.

"Oh f-fuck." You whine, watching Bucky's smirk widen. You can't sit still. You just can't. You want to grind your hips and take what you need and in that moment, his pleasure and all the instructions he's given you come second. You need to get off, consequences be damned.

"Don't even fucking think about it." He warns, delivering one harsh slap to your clit. It's not overly hard but it's enough to shock you. "You know you're not allowed to cum. I want to feel this pretty pussy dripping first. Don't worry though. Once you're wet and messy enough, I'll fuck you stupid on the carpet, right in front of the mirror. Want you to watch yourself cum so hard you forget your own name."

[cluescorner]

I gave myself a writing challenge and I am fascinated by it

So basically I put the robins in a randomizer to give them a new order/role (because I just...kinda wanted to see what would happen + I like role-reversal AUs) and got results that are giving me a fucking brain blast.

Stephanie, the first sidekick who defines the role

Tim, the sidekick who dies and comes back wrong

Dick, the sidekick who saves Batman from himself

Damian, the sidekick who was never supposed to be a sidekick but would go on to prove everyone wrong

Jason, the youngest sidekick who is still the Kid Wonder

...So this is fucking wild. I've got some ideas and several of these fit perfectly (Dick's role is pretty similar to his one in canon), but some of these are fucking INCREDIBLE to explore (Steph being the first Robin is something I never even considered but tbh I kinda love it).

I probably won't write a fic or anything because tbh I don't like publishing my writing that much, but I might expand this into a full AU and post about it. I might randomize other stuff too (ie, stuff that I cannot change vs stuff that I cannot keep the same) but this fucking rules as a starting point.

[rosalind-hawkins]

I'll forever be fascinated with the idea of what Seto would have become if he'd never gotten control of KaibaCorp. What Gozaburo would have turned him into. How much worse he would have gotten without an outlet for the pent up everything negative in his heart.

What Mokuba would have become, once Gozaburo decided to take an interest in his education. How the brothers' relationship might never recover because Mokuba blames his brother for all of this.

What paramilitary training they might have eventually gotten. What crimes Kaiba would probably go on to commit.

How Seto probably would have snapped one day and finally murdered his stepfather to take control.

[ramen-writes]

"Where were you?"

"I was held hostage"

"by who??"

"...the police"

"....you mean you were arrested?!"

-extract/bit from my book

[kyouka-supremacy]

I fucked up

[pynkhues]

https://www.tumblr.com/pynkhues/771024957497016320/i-will-die-on-the-hill-actually-that-grace-was-a?source I agree w this soo much! While watching the first time I just remember thinking about how things seemed from her perspective and the fact that she lost both of her brothers in ways that would stay unclear for the rest of her life (even though Louis was still alive technically). Grace never got any real closure.

And she really did love him and was so accepting (the fist time Louis comes back home w different eye colour and she makes a comment that this is the 'better him' when he looks embarrassed just warms my heart). I don't know if i even blame anyone for the way things happened between them, louis did things that were very hurtful but he was also hurting so badly that he couldn't completely see that. Lestat never had a family that he wanted to stay close with after his turning (the thing w gabrielle is a different situation than this imo) so his advice wasn't really informed or useful.

And I love your detailed breakdowns of scenes it's definitely not too much!

I love your point about the way Grace never gets closure for losing either one of her brothers, anon. It really feels like it goes back to that overall theme of the first two seasons of memory being a monster, but time being a gift. Grace never gets the time Louis does, and in so many ways, Louis steals himself away from her more than anyone else does. She's the one left standing in the wreckage of the de Pointe du Lac family, she's the one who has to bury them all, even if Louis' not dead (or well, isn't dead in a lasting way), and the pain that comes with that is I think real for both of them.

[bookshelf-in-progress]

Me, faced with a shiny new story idea: Save it for the Inklings Challenge, save it for the Inklings Challenge, please save it for the Inklings Challenge, I'm begging you please save it for the Inklings Challenge