#but your writing style is so cute!

[hwaslayer]

was scheduled for one tomie tattoo, am now getting two lol

[ssreeder]

Hi! I have read a lot of LIAB and I loved it but it was honestly getting a bit too much for me and I had to stop reading cuz I was way too lost in the depressive feels. Your writing is so brilliant though!

I was just wondering how you think Azula would feel if she saw Zuko’s scars? I’m not even sure if you’ve already written this as the story continued or if you plan to soon and so won’t be able to answer, but the thought intrigues me!

haha yeah I have had NUMEROUS people say they started LIAB & couldn’t finish because it got to be too much, which is totally fine!! That’s why I love fanfic because there’s so many options for what different people wanna read. When I started liab I wanted to write a really dramatic emotionally dark and tragic love story - which I know some people aren’t into haha especially with how it’s written. (It was my first time writing ive learned a lot haha)

Seriously though! Thank you so much for complimenting my writing!!<3

ok that’s so crazy you asked this because we’re just at the part in the story where azula will be in the same city as zuko. But in ANY liab situation, I do think her initial reaction would depend on if she was prepared to see zuko or not and how much she knows about where he’s been.

Azula doesn’t enjoy not having control over people and situations- and we all know that when azulas not having a good time no one else is either. So if zuko pops up alive and she’s not expecting it I’m sure she’s going to be annoyed

But no matter what, I do think seeing his scars would surprise her, whether she expected them or not the sheer destruction that was done to zukos body would shock anyone. That’s also her brother, like she knows him he’s not just some extra in the background. she grow up with him and watched him throw tantrums and whine about his mommy and they played in the garden sometimes - & yeah she was prepared to see the SCAR but not all the Scars.

Since she’s rarely caught off guard I think her initial response would be to say something mean and clever to try and overcompensate for the shake in her voice and tremble in her hands. I’m sure she’d have a physical reaction - elevated heartbeat wandering eyes increased breathing but she wouldn’t wanna give zuko the satisfaction of catching her off guard (especially not if she thinks he’s working with his uncle to overthrow her)

she’d play it off but I think it’d haunt her, even if she had zuko in her clutches as a prisoner or ally his scars would stick with her. she’d see them in her dreams and when she closed her eyes, they’d burrow into her consciousness and if she starts to mentally unravel in liab like she did in canon and I’m sure zukos scars would be a significant part of pushing her into that insanity. Especially if she doesn’t know what the fuck happened to her brother lol. sorry I started rambling! I hope I answered the question lol! Thanks for the ask!!

[necrotic-nephilim]

I’m here to bother you again!!!

You don’t have to if you don’t want to but maybe dark ship bingo with timjay or brudick????

hELLO i love being bothered by you this is delightful omg thank you, i would love to

Here is JayTim, I can't believe I only got one bingo for them. Ironically I genuinely don't view Jason and Tim as family, even when I'm not shipping them, I think they're tentative allies at best and you can only brother-ify them if you're doing very generously OOC fluff, a la WFA-style. They're absolutely toxic and codependent on each other's existence, Tim wouldn't exist without Jason and Jason is Undeniably Weird about Tim, but not brothers so I can't check off the familial squares. Also, I have no idea if I've been blocked by 10+ people, but it'd be funny if I am. And funnily enough, I don't think Tim or Jason are vanilla in any capacity even when they're not fucking. Especially not Tim, that boy is Certified Weird.

and ofc BruDick I nearly blacked out the whole board because they absolutely are weird and unwell. Some of these only apply to certain AUs of BruDick (like an idea I have rattling in my skull rn with Talon!Dick) but most of it applies to them all the time. I really need to write some fucked up BruDick, it's tragic I haven't yet. Right now the two fics I'm working on are a weird JayDick and a more fluffy DamiDick, but I have Plans™ for BruDick too. They are the OG and deserve their flowers for being the most toxic mess you've ever seen.

[artemis-in-space]

I literally don't care what you ship in One Piece as long as you get the dynamic right

[daddyplasmius]

hand on my stupid heart flashbacks

this is a No One Knows AU & Full Hazmat AU where Danny ended up in the Ghost Zone & didn't go back into the human world initially because he thought he was dead. by the time he realized he is, in fact, at least half alive, he'd already been missing for at least 2 weeks. will probs never finish homsh sorry. i wrote this a couple years ago in a haze & just haven't been able to finish it because i can't replicate the style, which i find is what i love about this fic the most. it wouldn't be the same without it. posting the flashback introsーwhich are meant to be read between chapters/the actual plot, starting after chapter 1ーcuz fuck it. excuse typos & shit, i never properly edited it, as i forgot it existed immediately after i wrote it original description of homsh: Danny Fenton has officially been missing for over a year. Maddie & Jack Fenton refuse to give up on their son. Sick and tired of the police running them in circles, and the case getting colder by the day, the Fentons turn to their last resortーPhantom. 800~ words (full unfinished fic is 20k~)

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When Danny woke up surrounded by thick, green fog, and couldn’t breathe without swallowing heavy air that was more like water than anything, he was sure he was dead. The portal glowed behind him, illuminating the pitch darkness around him in soft, yellow, warm light.

He almost went back.

Almost.

He was dead. His parents were ghost hunters. They had drilled into his head from the moment he was born that he could never, ever panic in death. That he would accept it. That he would not be scared. So he would be prepared to be brave in the face of death and would not become a ghost.

He panicked. He did not accept it. He was terrified. And so he woke up in the Ghost Zone.

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Danny went back through the portal when he saw some ectopuses acting… strange. Like they had an idea in their heads. Like they had a plan.

Which was weird, with animal ghosts. He had only been in the Ghost Zoneーmom and dad called it that, he rememberedーfor a couple weeks. Or, he had already been there for two weeks. Or maybe time worked differently and he was there five minutes, or four years orー

The ectopuses went through the portal and, despite everything, Danny went after them.

While he was busy reeling at being home, the ectopuses immediately attacked dad. Danny was horrified. Jack was overwhelmed. Danny stepped in, in a moment fueled by sheer adrenaline and stupidity, snatching a Fenton Thermos™ off a shelf and releasing his shaky invisibility. The ectopuses didn’t stand a chance. And when they were safely in the Thermos, he slowly turned around to dad, ready for the confrontation. Ready for the “what happened to you?” and the “where have you been?” and the “we’ve missed you”.

Dad scrambled to shoot at him.

Danny fled.

His parents didn’t recognize him.

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The Lunch Lady attacked when Danny was mourning Halloween.

He’d waited all year. He made a costume that summer. He wouldn’t get to go trick or treating with Sam and Tucker this year. Or any year. For the rest of his lifeーor existence. Whatever.

The Lunch Lady appeared in the school and demanded in straight fury, “Who changed the menu?”

Everyone pointed at Sam.

Danny hadn’t known just how powerful ghosts could be. His parents never told him the specifics. Just that they were dangerous.

This ghost grew and her aura hit him like a hurricane, almost physically pushing him back. It was so strong that the students in the Casper High cafeteria seemed to feel it too.

The Lunch Lady was a much harder opponent than the ectopuses. She levitated meat. She used it as a weapon, and seemed to bring it back to life. She created weird meat creatures that grew sharp teeth and claws out of bones. They were mindless, attacking everything that got too close to the ghost. Danny would have run away without hesitation, if Sam hadn’t been in the crossfire.

Danny fought the Lunch Lady. It was a long struggle, but he caught her in the thermos after over an hour. When he turned to Sam and Tuckerーboth of whom he had to save due to Tucker trying to jump into the fightーall three of them bloody and bruised, he cringed. But a part of him hoped. Desperately.

Surely they would know him on sight.

“Wh-what are you?” Sam gasped at him finally.

Danny flinched as if she had struck him. “J-just… your friendly neighbourhood phantom.”

-

Danny didn’t know what possessed him. Oh. Pun not intended.

He just barely caught the Fentons leaving in the GAV, dragging suitcases behind them. He couldn’t help himself. What on Earth were they doing?

They were going to Vlad Master’s mansion for their college reunion.

It was a whole thing. But something was off. Besides all the adults reminiscing about the 80’s.

Danny sensed ghosts immediately but he couldn’t see anything. Unfortunately for him, Vlad could also sense him. It was two days of Danny staying invisible, and Vladーthe halfa? Is that what Danny is?ーtrying to kill Jack. Somehow, Danny managed to fight off Vlad, not turn back, and without the Fentons getting hurt. His secret intact.

VladーPlasmius, also learned about Phantom. And Vlad hated him. The manーghostーwhatever, seemed to only care about one thingーpossession. Of money. Of things. Of people. He was more ghost than Danny had ever seen. Vlad’s obsession was overwhelming.

Danny couldn’t believe someone so much like himself could be so disturbing.

[luvbug724]

while i am here i stayed up til 8am rereading icebreaker by a. l. graziadei yesterday for the first time since it came out & ive been offline because theres no fandom for it but i cant stop thinking abt mickey so ive been devouring any mindless book i can get my hands on. if u want a cute little YA romance abt sports & mental health it is probably up ur alley :) you :) read it :)

[bluelolblue]

Random little oc talk :3

Alright, I need motivation for my beloved oc's. I mentioned Mischief once when the ship name of John and Santino was created (MarkerMischief). So I'll explain him and his lover a little :3

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In short, Mischief is my cat oc (anthropomorphic), who is one of the Overlords. He has a white fur and green eyes, can be flirty, gives good advices (romantic ones especially), he is really fun actually being one of the youngest Overlords there, and he really cares for those he loves. Horatio is one of his like, let's say, servants, someone who works for him. He is a brown wolf (hmm, maybe like a mix of red wolf and tundra wolf). He calls him "Master" at first, is really loyal and cares for everyone, wants to protect him, and has had a crush on Mischief ever since he got first introduced to him.

All my oc's are WIP even after so long... I created this series and these oc's back in 2019 and over the years more and more oc's just kinda popped in my mind. Plot? Umm... haha... WIP! But it has Overlords, demons, present time, past time, some mythological creatures that aren't anthro (like griffins and some of my own original creatures who also have mortal forms) and a lot more.

Okay enough of my yapping, I wanna share this ONE little part of my own lil fic that I wrote, two years ago (apologies if some stuff are a bit cringe/have grammar mistakes, it's been a while lmaoo). I think this part is silly :3

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Those types of dreams

Mischief still wasn't convinced that Horatio was fine. "Horatio. C'mon tell me, something is bothering you." Mischief said, tugging on Horatio's arm. "No, I'm fine. Seriously you don't have to worry." Horatio said. Mischief sighed, crossing his arms. "You can be really stubborn when you want to. But I like that about you." Mischief said.

"Now..." Mischief started, holding Horatio's both hands in front of him. "Tell me." He smiled. Horatio groaned softly, feeling even more embarrassed but he knew Mischief wouldn't give up.

"Alright." He sighed. "But...I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable." He said. "You won't. Go on." Mischief said, still having that adorable smile. "Okay.." Horatio said, mentally preparing himself.

"I...had a dream about you...us actually," Horatio began, "A-and...we uh, had..." he paused, "Sex?" Mischief asked, finishing Horatio's sentence for him. "Ah! Um y-yes...well- not exactly, it didn't happen immediately we were just um, teasing each other, I guess." Horatio finally said it.

Mischief chuckled softly, then turned into a small laugh. Horatio was looking at him, kinda confused. "Oh Horatio...and you were embarrassed to tell me this?" Mischief asked, wiping off a tear in his eye from laughing. "Yes..." Horatio said, lowering his look to the ground.

But he felt Mischief's hands on his cheeks which made him look up at Mischief. "Hey, don't be sad. I'm sorry I laughed, I didn't mean to offend you." Mischief said softly. "No, no you didn't offend me. I'm just...embarrassed." Horatio said, blushing a little.

"Don't be. Dreams happen, maybe it meant something." Mischief said, patting Horatio's shoulder. Meaning something? Yes, that Horatio loves him. "Yes...it meant something." Horatio agreed.

Mischief hummed softly and leaned to kiss Horatio's cheek. Horatio was left speechless. "I like your dream. I hope I was doing good to you." He said, his voice quiet but soft. "M-master.." Horatio said, not sure what to do, he just wanted to kiss him right now.

[gemharvest]

Need to get on top of whatever dumb fucking inferiority complex I got going on I'm tired of looking at everything about myself and going "Wow I am really sub-par." I know it's 2am but this isn't the midnight thoughts talking this is a fucking persistent curse throughout my day.

[kakusu-shipping]

I can't decide if I should be funny and write Cap as a leering Perv possessive kind of guy or stick closer to his personality and have him be a gentleman/chivalrous kind of guy.

[stinkrascal]

everyone has such a unique simstyle. like i feel like if someone on simblr took pictures of 100 peoples sims and put them all side by side without saying whose sim belongs to who, id still be able to guess a bunch of peoples sims based on their style alone. i love that!!

[queer-ragnelle]

I know calling books “feminist” is a marketing ploy and not necessarily a reflection of the author’s intentions, particularly when applied to mythological retellings, but honest to god every book should be feminist automatically. Respecting women (on a subtextual level, at the minimum) is a given.

Considering a woman’s agency is in no way additional work and shouldn’t be unique in any way. This is especially important if the character is a minority of any variety—woc, disabled, trans, attracted to women, etc. It’s about dignity. Anything less than the utmost care is misogynistic.

If the women you write exist solely to tag #girlboss or #sapphic for sales, you have a problem. Reducing or even removing the male element doesn’t magically make you feminist. If you think the patriarchy is just the existence of men then you’re not a feminist you’re an idiot. Take a step back, stop writing, and read a multitude of fiction and nonfiction exclusively written by women. From all eras and parts of the world and genres, not just the current NYT bestseller list or current BookTok trend. Get some perspective before you come back or don’t come back at all.

[bonniefront]

Do you have any tips for like art or how to get noticed? Because I post mostly my art sometimes my writing but nobody notices it like I get it my writing sucks and so does my art but I’m trying and nobody really cares

* Unfortunately I don't. I'm completely self taught in art and I just like. Drew. A lot. For years straight. To get to where I am. It just depends on you. People often say that you should study other art styles and references and whatever but that doesn't work for me. But it might work for you? It just depends on the person

* It's the same with writing. I have been writing for YEARS now. You just gotta keep doing it. I'm not very good when it comes to this sort of advice. I've always been happy with my writing and art, so I never struggled with any issues of feeling like I need to get better or whatever

* As for getting noticed, it's hard. I didn't get any attention until about last year. I saw in your bio that you post most OCs (twinsies!!)

* But here's the thing about posting OCs. They don't get a lot of attention. Fanart is ALWAYS going to get more attention then OC art. And you're just going to have to be okay with that. I don't post my art for likes or validation, I do it so I can just get it out in the world because I'm proud of it. And if no one sees it, that's okay. Because I do this all for ME

* This art journey is going to be hard. Nobody starts off great (my first sketchbooks are literally filled with the most cringe drawings with the worst proportions, but that's okay). I think people get too hung up on the attention. I've always done all of this for fun and for me. Never because of the attention

* This probably isn't helpful, but I don't really have any advice. You're just going to have to keep at it. You should learn to love your art and your creations, because your journey is going to be a lot harder if you don't

[flourescencia]

I've spent so long hating how I look because I've deemed myself inferior to others; but as I think about it more and more, this version of me that I'm so invested in scrutinizing, I'm sure when I'm 40 and 50 and 60 I will cherish what I look like nowadays, not because of I'll lament aging but because I'll remember with tenderness how I was so many years ago. my knees will hurt (more) and my sight will get worse and I'll have much more concerning things other than looking at myself. why not start cherishing what I have now? the only skin I'll ever have, the only one to witness how it carries me, who will cherish it but me? I wish I had started sooner

[gorillaxyz]

IM ACTUALLY SO EXCITED FOR THE DEBATE CHAPTER BECQUSE HE ACTUALLY WROYE THAT ONE HIMSELF.

[thisisnotacreativeusername]

HOLY SHIT THIS IS SO AMAZING

in honor of mob day, here is a comic inspired by the fic "if it wasn't for the nights" by waddlesthejoghog cuz it made me cry a lot. HAPPY BDAY MOBERT

[malusokay]

Little things that improved my life 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

Accepting my sleep schedule. I'm a night owl; I focus at night, I'm calm at night, I'm motivated at night. For a long time, I tried to fight this since everyone always preaches getting up early, but since I started accepting my natural sleep schedule, I've been feeling a lot better and have become way more productive.

"drink more water". TEA. Tea is the secret here. I will be honest, I hate drinking water; it doesn't matter if I have a cute water bottle or a cute glass, I still hate it. TEA.

Replying quickly. I used to be one of those people who get a text message and think, "Oh, I'll reply to that later", and then just forget about it entirely. Now, I text back as soon as I see the message. This has not only improved my texting anxiety (which I cause on my own by now replying and then feeling bad) but also deepened my connection to my friends. <3

Keeping my circle small and being okay with that. Over the past months, I've had this sudden urge to expand my social circle and get to know more and more people, especially after I moved in August. However, this quickly ended in what I like to call my "social burnout". I was tired, annoyed, and overwhelmed. It took a few weeks for it to settle, but I've come to the conclusion that I would much rather have a smaller circle of people who I trust and love deeply than a huge group of friends, and that's totally okay.

Wearing what I like. Even though I live in a big city, I'd still say that my style can sometimes be a bit more extravagant than what most people wear, another point is that I'm very uncomfortable with pants so I only wear skirts, which is also considered a bit odd where I live. But over the past years, I've come to accept that and have become so sure of myself and found such comfort in my style that I now just wear whatever I like, and it makes every day a little bit nicer.

Reading and writing for pleasure. Reading books outside of my studies and spending time researching topics that simply interest me is such a great way to calm your mind. Same for writing, I always like to say that to write is to think; putting your thoughts on paper in cohesive and well-crafted sentences that you can then reread and think over again is such a liberating thing to do.

Reaching out more. fuck the whole "double texting" and "no contact" thing. If you want to speak to someone because they mean something to you, then just do it. Unless they specifically asked for space, you shouldn't feel bad about wanting to be in touch with them. Many even really appreciate it when you show that you truly care. Let's stop the nonchalant act, and instead, let's face deep emotions and true vulnerability. <3

As always, please feel free to share your own little insights and things that helped you improve comments! <3

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