#dear diary au

[mothdotz]

Little Guy(s)

[sallertiafabrica]

@mothdotz got some neat fellas, and I just had to draw ‘em

[marimule]

Leo rennt.

Leo pennt.

Leo flennt.

Und Bonus:

Leo kennt.

Inspiration vom #the holy trinity gif set von @thisfeebleheart

Und danke an @megdashwood für den Austausch <3

[vegaseatsass]

I want to do a full rewatch of the DFF finale and deep discuss a lot of the hallucinations but for now, does anyone wish to conversate about Tee/Non with me, because

[jtl-fics]

ichirou @neil in the math au

Submitted by @snazzy-jas-z-is-a-fan-of

[ghostlyfleur]

listen

i want writers to make mr grumpy james bucky barnes even more grumpy. unhinged even.

still a good, caring guy like we know he is, but also definitely embracing all of his abilities in a sort of “hydra gave me the serum and this combate knowledge and these abilities to make me a monster now watch me use it on them” way.

like sorta “i know a crazy when i see one ‘cause i am crazy” insane. maniacal laugh. sarcastic little shit. insufferable. mad hatter type yk? MAD HATTER TYPE OF CRAZY. MAD. do you see the vision? and i want him dressed like this:

[seb played the mad hatter once. he can do it]

[unteemaya]

Got all dressed up for no reason, although I am kind of happy the event was over when we got there because I’m exhausted. Today has been a day.

Happy Veteran’s Day, Rest in peace Robert and happy birthday Ciara ❤️

[exilynn]

Read; it's important (at least for me, it is)

"This gif portrays my feeling of being a writer."

Sorry for bothering you,

I haven't known quite what to do for some time. It's a challenge to gain recognition on any platform. It's not a matter of feeling sorry for oneself, but being a writer, it's deducible that there will be highs and lows. I struggle every single day to regain my audience that I lost for years after a cyberbullying attack... It doesn't keep me safe, even though years have passed, the fear that someone might attack again still haunts me. But nevertheless, I have Eddie, as a source of survival and personal comfort. I don't know how to put this, but I believe I've projected a life onto this character who is the air I breathe. Every time I'm away from him, I don't exist. It's not obsession, it's comfort.

And just as he became my refuge, I also wanted him to be yours, so much so that I write Eddie in a never-before-seen perspective, where there's a 'breaking of the fourth wall.' And he can be a good counselor through events and catastrophes that I've written for him to live through. I know, 'Oh, a headcanon where there are no monsters? And Eddie will survive? Not so interesting'...

Yes, in my fanfic, Eddie deals with inner dragons and I tell you a side of Eddie Munson that no one has ever seen, recounting the most intimate and secret side of his veiled emotions...

Imagine Eddie helping you survive high school and life in some way?

My frustration comes from resistance from the fandom, I don't know why on earth people don't care that I've given these headcanons, it hurts because they just pass by, don't look, don't investigate if it's a good story.

And this search that seemed tireless, now tires. No. It's not about ignorance, everyone has their beliefs and cultures, but I don't know if it's because I'm a Brazilian writer. It hurts every day.

I don't know if the problem is seeing Eddie with an OC (self-ship) or something else. But I'm not here to steal anyone's place, for me it's okay to have my place among so many cool people who write well.

I even translated the fanfic with few resources for the outside audience. My effort was never in vain, in my view. But writing this fanfic, with Eddie, is my greatest daily therapy.

Perhaps because I've created a space that is not only imaginative but also personal, reflecting on the life Eddie could have lived somewhere in an alternate universe, having the best adventures. In all modesty, I doubt that if you give it a chance, you won't fall in love with my headcanons and canons based on the character of Eddie. As for the rest, the other characters are my intellectual property.

However, it seems that fighting doesn't matter anymore, but I'm still here.

🩷 In case you didn't know, I am the author of the Master Of My Heart , and I'm known for writing a lot, but with My All Heart

[cancerian-woman]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: The Vampire Diaries (TV), The Originals (TV), The Vampire Diaries & Related Fandoms Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Bonnie Bennett/Klaus Mikaelson Characters: Bonnie Bennett, Klaus Mikaelson, Caroline Forbes, Elena Gilbert, Hope Mikaelson, Rebekah Mikaelson, Abby Bennett Wilson, Kol Mikaelson, Davina Claire, Keelin Malraux, Freya Mikaelson, Vincent Griffith, Marcel Gerard, Damon Salvatore, Lizzie Saltzman, Alaric Saltzman, Josie Saltzman Additional Tags: Romance, Eventual Romance, Drama, Family Drama, Secrets, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Family, Witches, Werewolves, Vampires, Psychic Abilities, Time Jump, Not everything is tagged, Fluff and Smut, Sibling Rivalry, Original Character(s), Hybrids, Falling In Love, Friendship, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Romance, Bonnie Bennett-centric, Protective Bonnie Bennett, Bennett Witches Summary:

Bonnie Bennett has held plenty of titles. A daughter, friend, teen witch, and a former wife. The most important one to her now was mother and business owner. She earned this life for herself and would be damned if she lost. A witch’s premonition is nothing to ignore. Bonnie values her life away from Mystic Falls and returning wasn’t likely for her until her daughter’s safety was compromised. The Salvatore Boarding School would change everything for the Bennett witches. Secrets will unfold and time can only tell what’s to come next. Hope Mikaelson won’t be the only one with her world turned upside down. Family is forever, whether anyone likes it or not. Everything is done in the name of family. -an au of TVD/TO post season 8 & 4 of TO.

[blackforrestpunk]

Old Cheese Diary

f*ck the wall. i actually wanted to concentrate on the prequel “a punk story” and the comic "you've got the watches". that's enough for me. enough to do. and my brain is like this. “Dude, I have an idea” i wrote 17 pages of another fanfic. i wanted to keep it short. but what is it, it's only getting longer. the crap.

why am i doing this to myself? why am i doing this to you? it's not a romance again. another slice of life. nobody wants to read that anymore maaaaaaan… but i love it. and it already has a title. "3 feet from peace" of course named after a song :-)

[nottabee]

my cringe asf lotf post-island au

Just a little journal entry from Ralph, in my au

TW: brief casual racism

23rd July 1955

Jack took off again after Dad and Rose left for a night out, leaving me alone in my room with my books. I spent the evening engrossed in reading, waiting for them to return.

When he finally did come back, he appeared unusually happy. I don't think I've ever seen him so cheerful. Naturally, I couldn't resist asking him why he was in such high spirits. At first, he tried to brush me off, but it was clear that his excitement was too overwhelming to keep to himself.

He then revealed the source of his newfound joy: he had gone to the fair with his friends from the rougher side of town. That, in itself, was no surprise. But the real bombshell was yet to come.

Jack informed me that Carmen had kissed him.

He described it as a quick peck, but the fact that a girl had kissed him for the first time had him practically bursting with excitement. I tried to downplay the significance of the kiss, telling him to calm down – it wasn't like it was a real kiss, just a quick one. I also mentioned that she was a negro.

To my surprise, Jack's response to my well-intentioned words was to call me a "racist conformist." It seems that his new circle of friends had introduced him to that kind of language. I must emphasize that I am not a racist, and I find it disheartening that Jack would label me as such. I can't help but feel that these kids from the streets are exerting a negative influence on him, leading him down a path that worries me greatly.

I would attempt to confide in Rose about my concerns, but I fear that, for some inexplicable reason, those children from the streets are the only tether keeping Jack from running away again or inflicting harm upon himself.

What am I to do?

[gayverlyearp]

real and unreal, this entire day

[schmem14]

Dear Diary

@sapphicmicrofics​​​​​​

Pairing: Parvati Patil/Pansy Parkinson Rating: T WC: 50

*****

Dear Diary,

Harry wouldn’t dance with me. It wasn’t my fault I fell into Pansy’s arms. If the boys were going to brood and ogle one another across the ballroom, why shouldn’t I enjoy Draco’s gorgeous cotton candy confection left unmoored on the dance floor? Turns out, she tastes divine.

[ghostlyfleur]

hello my dear friends ♡♡♡

your local garden fairy is going through a depressive episode and is feeling very down in the dumps *insert frowny face here* but i am also thinking of coming up with a sleepover/celebration later today to lift my spirits ‘cause i love talking to you guys and building cute daydreams together!

would anyone be interested?

[diaryofasentimentalist]

replaying bioshock for an au i'm planning and it's so nice to see that the sound of triggered security alarms still inspires a sense of dread within me