#feeling sappy I guess

[polutrope]

I wish I could tell Past Me, when I first started posting fic to AO3, that just because you do not receive 15, 20, 50 kudos in the first two days does not mean your fic is a failure. It does not mean your fic is bad, and you are a bad writer, and should take it down and bury your head in the sand.

People will keep reading your fics, long after you have posted them. Kudos will trickle in. Bookmarks will stack up. Every so often you'll get a precious comment on an old fic and it will brighten your whole week.

Yes, some things will slip through the cracks, but that won't matter so much because more importantly, you will make friends with other fic writers, and you will support each other through every single thing you write, and leave each other long, excited, incoherent comments, and those are the ones that will really matter to you.

[carissime]

Literally no thoughts just Gojo after your wedding carrying you over the threshold of your hotel room. You’re not leaving for your honeymoon until the morning but he nearly trips on the doorframe in his haste.

“You really don’t need to carry me—”

“But it’s tradition, we need to consummate the marriage!” he insists. Within seconds his lips are against yours and he’s fumbling with the light switch, and you finally swat his hand away and just beg him to take you to the bed.

He works the zipper of your dress down, part of him sad that he’s not going to see you in this gorgeous gown again, but then it reveals your white lace lingerie and the groan he lets out is broken and guttural and desperate.

This is far from the first time he’s seen you like this, but there’s something about this moment here and now that makes it so much more intense, so much more intimate and he just never wants to let you go.

“Satoru,” you whisper, and his breath hitches.

He leans down to capture your lips in a kiss. “Shh, I know. Just lemme take care of you, like I promised.”

And when he sees the gold band on his fourth finger pressing into the skin of your hips as he sheaths himself inside of you, he nearly loses himself, sending up a prayer to whatever gods are listening that he can keep his promise to keep you safe and happy forever.

[shad0w-elemental]

Day 12: Tome, VOULL NE XATA VOK, MARA LOHK?

would you want to know the Truth, even if it hurts to hear it?

[rosemaryreality]

So like, you know how our Megumi's name means blessing/grace? But it can also be written with the kanji for love?

Hear me out: Imagine that Yuuji and Megumi finally get to first name basis, and after that Yuuji decides to change Megumi's contact name on his phone, but Yuuji hasn't ever seen how Megumi's name is written, and for some reason he writes it with the kanji for "love" instead of blessing (maybe becuse he subconsciously associates Megumi with love 👀)

And then, after Yuuji gets to see how Megumi's name is actually written he feels a little embarrassed but...doesn't change it, it's not a big deal, anyways, and he's already used to reading the kanji and knowing it's Megumi, he doesn't need to change it. Not changing it is a perfectly normal and platonic thing to do...right?

[mamawasatesttube]

fucked up that there aren't more sappy fluffy tender emotional t4t smut fics in the timkon tag. must i do everything myself

[revenantghost]

My first thought was, "Uh oh... but the Ark......"

But you know what would be so good? Is if this is one of the very few human settlements outside of the final city that survived because of this deal. If this guy actually became a symbol of Vash's philosophy and there were minimal casualties because of this moment.

Yeah, it's cheesy as fuck, but Vash loses so much in the final volumes. I think he deserves to go home to Lina and Sheryl and find that something he did so long ago saved many people he loved dearly.

[fennthetalkingdog]

Dang, being nonhuman really is just like being trans, where I look back at my life and go, "Ohhhhhhhh, so THAT'S where it came from." It's easy for me to fall into the habit of thinking, "Well I just found this new label but I don't want it to infiltrate my whole life." But... it already has. All those moments pretending to be a cat on the playground, making fake "dog packs" with my friends, wrestling with my dog and laying next to her as if I was just another pup, attaching to my dog and cat stuffed animals, making dog-like noises to supplement my words, pretending I had (and still have) a tail to wag when I wanted, shaking out my "fur" and huffing just because I "liked mimicking my dog"—those were all my nonhumanity shining through. Me identifying with the nonhuman/therian label isn't an outliner, it's just the trend.

[braisedhoney]

feeling emotional in this spaceship tonight

[amethystina]

I just wanted to say thank you

For the past couple of days, I've been at a huge book fair as a part of my job and when I wasn't manning our booth, I could go on the various seminars and lectures that were being held. And, during one of them, an author was recounting how moved she'd been when one of her readers had reached out to let her know just how much her book had meant to that reader.

And, as I was watching this author struggling to hold back tears, it struck me just how often I've felt the same. That, more than once, someone has reached out to me to tell me that my writing has helped them through a rough time or maybe even changed their life. Maybe the latter is a bit of a hyperbole but, at the same time, I have no doubt that, sometimes, it wasn't.

And that just blows my mind. Not only that I'm capable of writing something that can touch people's lives to that degree, but that my readers are also willing to reach out to me and tell me when that has happened.

I will forever be grateful for that.

So thank you so, so much to all of you who have done so. But I also want to thank those of you who haven't. If my writing has moved you in any way, whether you've let me know or not, I'm thankful. I'm thankful that you gave me the opportunity to move you and I hope that the experience made your life better. Remembering that I've been able to bring so much joy and meaning to other people's lives has definitely been the highlight of my life these past couple of (admittedly rough) weeks.

So thank you all so, so much.

I love you 💜

[lxvepup]

Finally got to watch BBH visiting Bobby Fields and :,)...

so surprised I didn't cry good for me honestly!

I'm happy we were able to see it one last time. I'm glad other's got to see it too. Like, that's the very place that Jaiden always wanted to be happy in! The place only those she held close were able to see. A place with so many secrets that no one would ever truly find them, if not for the viewers being able to point them out. And even then, some things were missed. THAT'S how much was in that one little home!

There's a whole story in Bobby Fields. One with love and grief and hopes and memories. So much of Jaiden's character could be seen in those final minutes, and I appreciate it more than anything.

If that was your first time seeing it, then I hope you enjoyed what was shown :)

And to the other hummingbird's....how we doing folks I'm coping so very well (LIE)

[squipedmew]

holy shit this is so surreal

10+ years of being a Porter Robinson fan and I finally got to see him live

[onelastsailxr]

Sometimes, I think I just really overthink too much. I will have the best idea I ever had (for the hundredth time) for a fanfic and in the middle of writing all the word vomit out or while brainstorming, there is a point where I start to doubt it all. My ability to write what I'm fantasizing about, if the jokes and innuendos will be on spot and enjoyable for the one reading my work, what if somewhere in the story the plot just grows boring, dull, anticlimactic?

And suddenly something shifts and it's not about the fire and passion I have for my hobby anymore, no. It's something that feels forced and if I wanna do it I have to be good at it.

And that is the moment where I gotta step back a little and catch myself, and you might too. Because no one and nothing else will. And sometimes I put on music or watch something and try to remind myself that it doesn't matter if people agree with me on a topic I bring up in my story or the way I write a character in a certain way that maybe some readers aren't looking for. Important is that I can look at my work when it's done and be happy with myself because not only did I write that, I had a blast during that time.

Because while ofc a short fic can be written in just a few minutes sometimes or just in a day or one night. But sometimes those WIPs stay with us for quite a while. We come back to them from time to time, maybe after a hard day, maybe after a great day, both able to be the fuel to the feelings we pour in our words.

What I wanna say is my stories are there and will still be there once I finished and maybe finally shared them and even though realising it's done and the times spent researching stuff and putting ideas who actually fit in the plot of that one story (not the hundred others and certainly not the new one already about to knock the door down) over is on another level of grief, let's still be happy about that we did write it, get a snack or whatever and jump into the next adventure.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

sorry if you've already mentioned but what (re?)ignited your love of comics/x-men/cherik? curious because there are so many different adaptations of them

i think im gonna speak for a few (or a lot of) people when i say that TL;DR the wolverine x deadpool movie that came out this summer is what pulled me back into comics and i COULD leave it there but i will go into excruciating and unnecessary detail instead because i love an origin story and i love oversharing.

under the cut tho because im nice sometimes (there's also wxdp doodles in here. if you want to see that)

ironically (and probably commonly), growing up i was more of an avengers kid. Kinda. Loosely <- binge watched the cartoons and movies and read copious amounts of comics and fics and i am hoarding fanart in my old dresser as we speak ok 'loosely' is a modest lie.

embarrassingly i remember getting into discus cause of captain america LMAO so yeah needless to say i was a Humble Fan- me joining my school's comic class/club didnt help either (shoutout to my teach from that she was the realest one out there for. A Multitude of reasons). she definitely is was inspires me to even draw still and make comics and i often think bout the tips i learned from her class tbh she was great

back to the movies t and comics tho, i got into em because my brother would offer to take me and that's how we'd hang out (i rarely saw movies in theaters and i even more rarely went anywhere as a teenager. still kinda like that today tbh ooops) and yk. it just snowballed after that.

my brother and i have always liked comics- he just more than me for a while (though he still very much loves comics and As We Know From My Posts we still talk about them whenever i see him To An Exhausting Degree)

durin then i was really into stony and i have a few surviving doodles i made but those are between me and god. and anyone who asks tbh LOL

'snap can you make this related to x-men again this is long' ok so fast forward to This Summer again I Still Don't Really See Movies but my brother offered to take me and this was the first time i'd actually seen an x-men movie in full

as a kid i only remember seeing the 'perfection' scene between erik and raven in first class while i was channel surfing. pretty sure i changed the channel after seeing mystique naked cause i was scared my parents would get mad at me if they caught me watching it LOL

BUT MOVING ON As A Kid i think it's also natural you'll sometimes watch 92 if it's on And I Did though evidently it didn't stick too hard (i do remember really liking beast and gambit though.... still do really): my knowledge of x-men was. INCREDIBLY sparse. like diabolically so so i didnt have too much expectations (aside from the fact i vaguely liked deadpool beforehand).

tbh i dont know why my bro never took me to see any of the x-men movies. it's not like he doesn't Also like x-men (90% sure nightcrawler's his favorite but my brother will be caught dead saying he has absolute favorites like that)- he owns a bitch load of deadpool comics/omnibus sets too (of which ive read over the years and reread this year) but Shrug moving on

Much Like Most Of The Internet i fell down the rabbit hole that way. i have some doodles i made a couple days after seeing WxDP that i now have an excuse to throw at all of you Look And Perceive

and so. As I Do. i got curious and told myself i'd binge watch all the x-men movies the week before i went back to school And Then I Did ft. My Brother Sometimes and then i said i'd binge watch all of '92 and And I Did That ft. My Brother Sometimes But Less So and now we're here. currently watching Evolution...

once i got to school i realized i lived near a comic shop and started getting into the comics that way (the first ones i got since going down this rabbit hole was Magneto Was Right!, The Resurrection of Magneto, and The Trial of Magneto. if you were curious !!!!! clearly i didnt care too much about context i just needed to see My Guy jelvejlkvj i have no regrets and Evidently ive read more since)

i'm pretty sure what dragged me into cherik specifically was the fact i saw a clip of The Famous ending to 92 where erik's aghast at the notion jean even has to question his love for charles. i think that was what officially had me refocus my lens on them: not a single poolverine thought after that LOL (all the cherik posting i saw on twitter definitely helped too but that was the nail in the coffin for any other interests i had: i was locked into cherik and x-men in general now)

that clip specifically, i was surprised at the fact they- frequently even- have the x-men franchise say erik loves charles and vice versa so bluntly. even if it's not meant to be romantic, i fear im just a fan of how casually the word's thrown around with them two and i got tender bout it all. Then Yk. i just live for the drama. the hilarity even. the sincerity .... they make me sick if i think of them too long so im gonna end it here

before i go tho ironically enough, the first x-men issue i owned was This one (story a this is that while stuck in some wacko dimension charles accidentally gets himself trapped in logan's mind while utilizing his astral projection. if you were curious). pretty sure i got it for free with another comic set i got years ago since our old comic shop loved to do that, but it's poetic aint it. maybe ill doodle something referencing it..

i should probably look into finishing this arc someday im Dummy curious to even know how it started and how it ends.....

[defender-of-jouvente]

HEY FIGHTER I THINK YOU SHOULD GO CHECK UP ON SIFFRIN PLEASE AND THANKS

HUH WHAT'S GOING ON I WAS READING-

WHY ARE WE YELLING? WHAT'S GOING ON WITH SIF??

[valiant-if]

we've done it, lads, we're finally at the first romance flags 👀

[feralmechpilot]

The older I get, the more I realize I really just kinda love people. Sure, people have the ability to cause great amounts of harm to others, but the beauty of people helping each other with no expectation of repayment or strings attached is potentially the single easiest way to make me cry.

I dunno throughout shitty and terrible and everything can be, the world really just does have so much beauty.