#i hope you enjoy and i would lOVEEE it if people reblogged and commented and maybe sent asks???

[sexyleon]

Resident Evil Rock Band AU

Featuring Claire as the frontman, Leon on lead guitar, Jill on the bass, and Chris on the drums.

Claire, Leon, Jill, and Chris form a band named Resident Evil a la Måneskin, a slutty little rock group with hard vocals, a heavy bassline, and songs about getting fucked and destroying the world

Claire is the frontman, lead singer, and face of the group. She's your classic riot grrrl rockstar, an outspoken feminist and anti-bioterrorism activist. She's a little rough around the edges but loves a good laugh and will protect the people she loves with her life. She's been arrested several times for protesting, vandalism, and punching assholes who deserved it.

Leon plays guitar, and yes he is that guitarist, the one everyone falls in love with. While his performances are over the top, he's much shyer offstage and doesn't quite know how to take a compliment. Fans love his interviews because he's so genuinely honest and unintentionally funny. His dad jokes have gone viral (pun intended) several times. While not as openly controversial as Claire, he also advocates for victims of bioterrorism and actively volunteers to help cities in crisis after attacks.

Jill is the band's stoic and beloved bass player. Quieter than her bandmates, Jill is the heart of the group. While everyone plays their part in writing and composing RE's songs, Jill is the main lyricist and producer of their tracks. She often streams live from their studio and shows fans the process of making music. She is very visibly ex-military and keeps up with her training, sometimes filming her exercises and regiments. She can be found with Leon volunteering during bioterrorism crises.

Chris is very similar to his sister. Ex-military and outspoken, he is the voice of the group and has gotten into his fair share of scandals for not following the rules. He is loud and passionate and openly adores his bandmates and fans. Out of everyone, he is most willing to go out of his way to interact with fans and will always leave them with a piece of encouraging advice. He is the jokester of the group and fully believes that any publicity is good publicity. He is the only member who still takes military contracts to work on the front lines of terror attacks.

Resident Evil was formed after all four band members survived the atrocity of Raccoon City. Claire had been in the city visiting her brother Chris while on break from college. Chris and Jill worked together on a special task force with the police department and lived in the city. Leon, a Raccoon native, was a local firefighter. Chris, Jill, and Leon were all first responders when the outbreak started, with Chris and Jill organising rescues and helping survivors make it to the safety of the police station and Leon working triage with them. Claire volunteered her help and the four of them worked together until the virus breached RPD and there was nothing left to do but survive.

None of them ever really talk about what happened in the city, but many of their songs condemn the actions, ideologies, and greed that allowed Raccoon to fall victim to bioterrorism. Their most popular song is a ballad in remembrance of the victims of that day, ironically seconded by a raunchy tune about fucking until the dawn because you're never promised tomorrow.

No one knows if anyone in the band is actually dating or not (except Claire and Chris who are known siblings and obviously not together). Leon is frequently seen making out with Claire and Chris both on and off the stage; Claire has been caught on camera multiple times with Jill; and Jill is often seen out with Chris, though most fans think she's dating their stage manager Carlos Oliveira

RE performs an annual charity show for victims of bioterrorism, all of the proceeds of which go towards NGOs like TerraSave. The group is currently working to organize a charity festival with bigger bands for greater proceeds

(To Be Continued..)

Ahh! The start of a larger AU! Please reblog and comment if you enjoyed <3

[flowerandblood]

Make your mutuals smile 💐

Write what you love about them and why, or just praise them, share your favorite memories or chats. In the times when everyone get so much underserved hate from anons let's spread some warm feelings.

@ewanmitchellcrumbs - Ange, you're the most warm, understanding, caring person I know here. I know that sometimes you feel like your mutuals don't give in return as much as they could and you're right, but know how much you're appreciated. You're not only talented writer that can write almost EVERTYHING but your knowledge about Ewan and fandom is soooo big, I love to read your answers to asks! You feed this fandom so well, without you it wouldn't be the same.

@zenka69 - You're with me from the very beginning, supportive and caring, my sweet polish friend! Thanks to you I wanted to write more of the "My Best Friend" and well, I wrote so many fics from then on and you're still with me!!!

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I would write like that for on and one, but here so honorable mentions of people I just love for they comments, reactions, support. You make my day better guys! I'm sorry if I didn't mention someone, I love all you people, interacting or not!!!

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You don have to reblog or tag anyone, just I want you to let you know that I love you guys! You can share it and reblogs if you want of course, kisses! 💋💋💋

[askinkiskarma]

omg when these pop in my notifs i literally get heart palpitations, i get so excited to read your thoughts :((((

in regards to your first comment, 100%, but also, what i tried to show in time with each chapter that more than anything this was atan making excuses in her head. like in reality, people and the family would have accepted her but she never gave them a chance - she isolated herself because of her trauma, and never tried to be part of the people :( her feeling guilty about her dad's action was part of it, but despite what she tells herself, it was only a small part.

i loveee atan/tuk's relationship. i think the reason cardigan will always be my favourite and i feel like i will never be able to replicate it is the fact that i tried to make all the relationships developed and rounded, and i got to explore atan's relationship with alll the characters, which is why the series is 200k words, and i don't think i'll ever be able to replicate that tbh

i think this is the only way she could think to respond, because in reality i don't think she was excited at all about it, i think she was mortified and unhappy she would be forced to have to deal with her trauma head on instead of being able to continue hiding in her lab. my poor bb i love her so much

you could never be annoying and you literally make my life with these reblogs, they mean soso much to me my love :((( thank you so much for doing this!!! i can't wait to read these for all the chapters and i hope you enjoy my insight to your comments :(((

Illicit Affairs | Chapter III: Exile

Pairing: Neteyam x Human!Reader (later Avatar!Reader)

Chapter I Chapter II Chapter IV Chapter V Chapter VI Chapter VII Chapter VIII Chapter IX Chapter X

Synopsis: Your 18th birthday has finally arrived, and with it, a gift that will change your life and your relationships - forever.

Warnings: angst, mentions of death, cursing

Word Count: 3,9k words

A/N: Hi Guys! The 3rd chapter is finaaally here, and 'm happy to say that whilst so far everything's been mostly intro and world building, things will be picking up very quickly. Hope you enjoy this story of two very broken people finding each other <;3

"You were my town Now I'm in exile, seein' you out I think I've seen this film before So I'm leavin' out the side door"

You didn’t dare look back at Neteyam. No, you kept a straight face and your gaze forward as you walked towards the village, engaging in small talk with your 3 friends, who were more than willing to fill in the silence by themselves. They knew you liked to keep to yourself and knew better than to take it personally. 

Your friends also knew, despite not mentioning, that this is a colossal feat, getting you out of the lab, getting you to leave your comfort bubble that you, willingly or unwillingly, built for yourself the past 18 years. Kiri fondly remembers you as a child, wild and free, running around barefoot on the grass and mud as if Pandora and her trees were just your own personal playground. She took a small gander at your feet, now safely covered with a pair of black Converse sneakers, the likes of which she’s seen other humans wear before and tried not too dwell on all the moments that lead you here.

You arrived at the village after a long, pleasant walk. You were fascinated with the Pandora flora, and wondered if you were ever going to get used to it, ever not have your breath hitch in your throat at its beauty. You hoped not. Your heart started to race as the sound of people idly chattering filled your ears. Soon enough, you began to see fire and tents, as the Na’vi were making their way back home at the dusk of another day. You saw some of them removing game from the back of their pa’li, others filleting a huge fish that you recognised as a dinicthoid, and as you walked further in, saw kids running around playing with toy ikrans and laughing amongst themselves, as their mothers lay on the ground watching them in adoration. 

This place filled you with so much warmth. It was clear to you the bond these people had to each other, to the clan, to the nature surrounding them, was something you will never experience for yourself, something your mum talked incessantly about every day, and you suppressed a small cry at the sudden loss of a connection you didn’t even know you longed for until now.

You made your way to the biggest tent you could reasonably see, one that you quickly recognised as the Sully family tent. It was ornate and adorned with intricate designs and two large fire lamps framing each side of the opening. It was a sight to behold, and you realised that it hasn’t changed much since you last visited. You also started to take note of the stares boring into your side from all around you and felt grateful at how close you were to the tent’s entrance. 

Almost on command, Jake Sully peered out of the tent and you watched as a wide smile replaced his previously confused expression. He was a handsome man, as much so now as he was in the still frames of your past. He was dressed in celebratory garments, a fiery red loincloth dropping from his waist and a dazzling beaded neck piece that matched. He had several arm bands circling his arms, and you took note of the way the colour palette matched that of Toruk, and how well that seemed to compliment him. He was a handsome man, you thought to yourself. Damn the Sullys and their genetics.

“Y/N, my God you’ve grown. What the hell happened??” He said, enthusiastically. He circled you curiously and eyed you intently. You tried not too blush at the sudden scrutiny and how it mirrored your own just a few moments ago. “You have time to lift weights in between experiments??” 

You let out a small laugh. “Hi, Jake. It’s good to see you, it’s been a while.”

“It’s been too long. You never visit, but we’re hoping that will change soon.” He said, then eyed the kids behind him, and whatever expression he was met with made him quickly bite on his bottom lip and turn around, as if to stop himself from saying any more. 

A small shriek came from behind him, one that you instantly recognise and you smile widely at the little girl, who, since you last saw her, somehow became as tall as you.

“Tuk-tuk”, you say warmly and watch the animated figure jump up and down and encircle you roughly in a bear-hug. Damn, she’s stronger than you already, you sighed. 

“Y/N! I have missed you so muchhh, you have to ask mum and dad to let me come to the lab more often, I never get to see you anymore!!” She cried in your neck, still holding on to you for dear life. 

“I know, dear girl. I missed you, too. I’ll make sure it will never be this long before we see each other again, how does that sound?” You speak to this child you love like your own sister in Na’vi, her English skills the least proficient. She nodded her head vigorously and with that, let go. 

She took your hand in hers and made her way into the tent, and you felt relief flood your being at finally being out of people’s sights. Two majestic women, tall and mighty as the Valkyries in your mum’s Norse Mythology books stood by the fire. They were chatting softly to each other and stopped as they heard you come in. 

Neytiri and Mo’at looked at you intently and you felt yourself cower under the intensity of their gaze. Neytiri slowly approached you with movements so nimble and fluid you were thinking she could have made a career as a ballerina back on Earth. 

After a while, she kneeled on the ground in front of you and placed her long, toned arm on your much tinier shoulder. 

“My Child, you have grown so much.” She smiled kindly at you, and you felt yourself tear up at her choice of words addressing you.My child…

Before you could stop yourself, you felt your arms cross the space between you and circle her neck. The necklace she was wearing scratched your skin painfully, but you didn’t care. “I see you. I’m sorry.” 

Neytiri’s arms tightened around you and you heard a smile in her voice as she said “Oh, my sweet child, you don’t have to be sorry.” 

You spent the evening catching up. You told them about your work in the lab, about how you all scrambled to find any cure or at least partial treatment to the illnesses that seem to have escalated recently among the tribes’ people. They tell you about training, Lo’ak and Neteyam’s training as well as Kiri’s, who has been spending most of her time learning the ways of the Tsahik, having a natural skill for it. 

You find yourself drooling at the delectable food, and are happy when Mo’at calls everyone to the meal around the fire pit in the centre of the tent. You wait for everyone to get a portion first, and smile fondly when Neyriti passes you a leaf with all the goodies on it. You dig in, realising how famished you actually were. 

“So, Y/N”, Jake starts, “how does it feel being 18? I remember turning 18, don’t remember much else about that day though”, he says, smiling proudly to himself. 

“Feels just the same as being 17, I’m afraid. Was really hoping the Universe might give me some sort of sign or epiphany or, anything, really, but, in reality, I feel the same as I did yesterday, and all the days before that. The food’s much better today, though” You finish with a grin, as you dig into another piece of teylu. 

“Right, well, about that.. us and the kids thought, with you spending so much time on your own, you deserve a special birthday and some special gifts. Now you can see them in the corner of the tent there, but I warn you, you’re not allowed to open them until back at the lab.”

You peered over his shoulder curiously, and were again disappointed to have to wait for a surprise you didn’t want in the first place.

“After dinner, we can all go back to the lab, and you can open them in the hub while we watch, we know how much you love being surprised!” 

“Wow, going out after curfew, I actually do feel kind of special.”

“You should, kid.”

Putting all the wrapped objects on the back of a Pa’li, you watched as Jake mounted his own and motioned for you to get on, in front of him. You did as you were told quietly, and the entire family made its way towards the lab. It was a much quicker journey back, and soon enough you found yourself dismounting in front of the cold heavy walls of the hub. Before you could enter though, Lo’ak passed you a cloth of some sort, and wordlessly asked for you to tie it around your eyes. 

“Oh, come oon!”, you said with a deep groan, but obliged regardless. What was the point of resisting now. You knew one thing though, you were very excited to go back to bed tonight, as the emotional toll this day was taking on you was, although not worse than expected, heavy enough for you to feel its weight for days to come. 

As soon as you entered the lab and removed your mask, you put the covering over your eyes, and felt Lo’ak, you knew, pick you up from the ground and carry you bridal style through the halls of the hub. You couldn’t quite tell where you were going, but you heard snickering behind you, and soon enough, Lo’ak put you down carefully and turned you around to face him.

“Now, Y/N, you’re gonna turn around and we’re going to need you to not pass out. Deal?” 

“What? This is strange, guys.” 

You felt him turn you around and felt gentle hands unwrap the cloth covering your eyes. Your eyes took a minute to adjust to the bright artificial light of the lab, and then pause.

One. Two. Three. 

You couldn’t quite comprehend what was clearly displayed in front of you. You recognised your surroundings quickly enough. The Morgue, the other humans called it. A room where the avatars of the dead humans, now serving no purpose, were kept in their respective incubators. Your eyes were immediately drawn, as if on instinct, to your mum’s avatar. You never came here, you couldn’t. Your gaze then shifted to the incubator to the left of your mum’s, the one that hosted Grace Augustin, Kiri’s mum. On the right of your mum, though, there was usually an empty incubator. There, now floated and twitched a body, blue, tall and strong, connected to an artificial umbilical cord. You peered at it intently, something about it making you shift uncomfortably towards it. Suddenly, you felt yourself stiffen in shock, and heard a loud thud as the mask and the connecting oxygen pack dropped to the ground. The new blue body looked like… you.

Neteyam couldn’t stop staring at his baby brother’s back as he carried you in his arms, and he couldn’t stop the twinge of jealousy that bubbled deep beneath the surface.He got to carry you, he got to touch you, he got to laugh with you every damn time he pleased, and now he gets to introduce you to your new life. 

Neteyam, just like the rest of his family, has known about this for months, maybe longer. Norm, his dad’s closest friend, came to the village one day and announced to the family that him and the rest of the scientists worked tirelessly for years to figure out a way to make you an avatar, and with a lot of help from your deceased’s mother’s work and research, as well as some of her DNA, they cracked the code. The newly made Avatar was a miracle of sorts, nobody having thought it would be possible to create on Pandora, so far from all the resources normally used to make one back on Earth. But they did it, and it will be ready in time for your 18th birthday. Norm wanted to make sure, if it succeeded and you accepted it, they will in turn accept you in the village, just like they accepted Jake so many years ago. He wanted you to be able to have a life, not just a body, and be able to finally be free of the shackles you have created for yourself for years on end. 

Neteyam couldn’t tell how he felt about it, partly due to the fact he’s stopped himself from thinking about it since he’s found out. Whilst his siblings and even parents were buzzing in excitement, he was scared. If you were to now be there, in the village, in his life, every day, he will be forced to deal with you, with the two of you, and the feelings he knew were buried in him for a reason. He stopped at the top of the stairs of the room where he knew the Avatar lay. Nobody cared about him at the moment, and, as a result, was relieved to figure out he doesn’t have to join you in the room and see your future body, currently inanimate and floating in liquid he didn’t know or didn’t want to know the origins of. If this was to happen anyway, he’d rather meet you properly, and see if the same flicker of curiosity and unruly smile could ever reflect in the same way it does on your current face, the one that still haunts his dreams.

You couldn’t formulate words… or thoughts, for that matter. You stared at the Avatar for what it feels like hours, and finally, Norm cleared his throat and spoke.

“I know this is a lot to take in. But we wanted your 18th to be special, Ace. We have been working in secret for years to get this done, because you deserve it. You deserve the world, and you can’t have it in this lab. This world also deserves you. So now you can go and show it what you’ve got.” 

“We’re so happy for you to join us, my child.” You heard Neyriri join in. 

“Do you want to see the gifts we made for you?” Tuk jumped in, enthusiastically.

With a last look at your Avatar, you turned around and faced the people you knew would be looking at you expectantly. You didn’t know what the feelings you were feeling were, but they were all fighting to take over, and you felt yourself becoming dizzy. Steading yourself, you recognised that words will have to appear on your tongue sooner or later, and you managed to get out a whisper “Sure, Tuk-tuk, let’s go!”

Everyone around you exchanged weird looks; they really thought you would be a lot happier about this than you were. You tried your best to put on a happy smile and react in the way you knew people would be wanting you to; after all, this was indeed an incredibly nice, thoughtful and attentive gift, not to mention damn fucking impressive, and whatever trauma the thought of having to pilot this Avatar brought in you, it was something you were going to have to deal with by yourself, later. 

“Guys, I know I have not reacted in a way appropriate for the sheer insane size and meaning of this gift, but I promise that despite my very slow processing times, I am incredibly grateful and happy for this. I cannot believe something like this is even possible, and I can believe even less that it was done for me! But while I struggle to comprehend the magnitude of what’s going to happen to me, let’s open some presents!!” 

You made your way slowly towards the recreation hub where all the packages were placed on one of the long tables. You chuckled awkwardly and took one of them in your hands. The wrapping, you realised, was the same material like the one used to make the Na’vi loincloths. 

The one you held in your hands currently was blue. You unwrapped it, careful as to not damage it at all, and was shocked to see a dazzling necklace, one of the most beautiful ones you have even seen. It was a leather chocker, which adorned green and red stones, and it reminded you a lot of the bracelet you were currently wearing. You turned around and looked at Kiri, whose masterful hands you knew crafted it. She was sitting on one of the benches and you couldn’t help become emotional looking at your friend, your amazing friend, who you have known all of your life, and who always collected trinkets from the woods, trinkets that now will decorate your new body. 

The next package was heavier, and upon opening it, you were shocked to discover a rider’s mask, like the one the Na’vi wear when flying an Ikran; it was brown and braided and had bones adorning it. The lenses were translucent and shone in iridescent hues as you looked at it from all angles. You were in awe at the inadvertent admission that someone thought you capable of one day passing the Iknimaya, and you felt quite confident in saying Lo’ak was the master behind this gift. 

“I thought, you will definitely need it one day, and I wanted to get a jump start.” He says, as if reading your mind. “You may not know it now, but I think you were born for this, Angel.” 

You had no words to say to that, but were touched at how Lo’ak always seemed to believe in you more than you believed in yourself. You took a silent oath to try to live up to the version of you Lo’ak kept with him in his heart. 

The second to last package was also quite small and seemed to rattle as you picked it up. As you unwrapped it, you didn’t quite make sense of the bundle of feathers and chains, but eventually Neytiri kindly stepped in and untangled it, and you realised it was a top, a beautiful, sheer top, and you found it hard to believe this will actually cover anything. You were excited to put it on though, and felt a tingle of anticipation for tomorrow that was not there before… these were yours, for your body, for your future, a future where riding your own Ikran might be more than just a dream of an out-of-reach fantasy.

“Thank you so much.” You wanted to say more, you wanted to tell them the turmoil in your heart and how scared you truly were, and how you wish they would understand and reach over and heal the broken mess that was your mind so you could finally just go, get out of this place and make your life something actually worth living, but you couldn’t make any other words come out. So you just said thank you.

As the family and the scientists continued chatting, you managed to slip by unnoticed out of the recreation hub and made your way down the hall, looking for the missing Sully you knew would be somewhere in here, by himself. You were so mad at him, so much resentment had built up in you from the year you’ve spent apart, from the less than ideal reunion, and from his continuous attempts to avoid you at all costs. It was your birthday, for god’s sake. He could at least pretend to be happy to be here, even if only for the sake of the memories you shared. 

You found him in your room, looking over the books in your makeshift library, mindlessly playing with something in his large hands. His ears twitched as you approached, an obvious sign he heard you, but made no effort to acknowledge your presence. You half smiled at the view, and tried not to remember all the other times he has been in your room, just like he was now. You sat on your bed and waited patiently for him to speak, like you once used to do. It might take some time, but he always spoke.

“I don’t think you should do it.” He says, without looking at you. 

“You think I shouldn’t do what?”

“This, the Avatar thing. I think it’s a bad idea.”

You sat there, in silence for a while while his words twirled in your mind like his green bracelet was twirling in his hands. You didn’t realise your mouth was wide open until you felt it dry up and you swallowed involuntarily in response.  

“Excuse me?”

He turned around to face you and you saw a hard look mark his features, the old Neteyam, your old Neteyam merely a long-forgotten dream. 

“You’re not going to make it, Y/N. You haven’t spent more than a week outside in the past 3 years. You may think you got this, cause you work out in a dark stuffy room with some weights and jump a rope, but it’s not going to mean jack shit when you’re out there, in a wilderness so harsh it claims brave Na’vi men and women’s lives every day. You may think you know everything because you sit here hunched over books written by humans who couldn’t see even if it hit them in the face with a stick, but you know nothing about the real world. Nothing about what’s waiting for you starting tomorrow, if you do this. Tell Norm no.” 

The rage you felt blossomed like deadly nightshade and you knew whatever it was you once felt for Neteyam was dead and buried six-feet-under in that moment. You let out a bitter chuckle and rose up from the bed, placing your body in front of him.

“You know, when I saw you standing here, in my room, after all this time, I felt some sort of sick hope. I hoped you had finally come to your senses and decided you would apologise for the way you’ve treated me. For the way you left. I’m not stupid, believe it or not. I never expected whatever we had to last. After all,  it was only a matter of time before the mighty future Olo’eyktan realised his attentions are better focused on more worthwhile things, like training, or, I don’t know, finding the best future Tsahik. I always expected you to outgrow me. I just had an ounce of hope you would have enough decency to do it while looking me in the eye. I felt like I earned that, after all the blood, sweat and tears I gave you.” 

“You know, I fucking hate surprises. I just never thought you’d be one of the reasons why.”

The silence felt heavy and all you could hear was your panting breath, as you were trying to reign in your tempestuous emotions and the tears that were threatening to spill from your eyes. 

“Get the fuck out of my room, Neteyam.” 

You found yourself forcefully taking the bracelet from his much larger hand and removing yourself from his path, motioning towards the open door. He left without saying a word and you shut the door behind you with a loud thud.

So far 18 was not your favourite age. 

[maiverie]

surprise, i lived. LMAO im back to reply to this !

i’m super glad it made you feel happy to hear how much your fic gave me that final push i needed <3 honestly ¿? wattpad is cool and all but it’s definitely more casual. of course, i still get a lot of interaction with my writings but it’s definitely not the same as tumblr. i’d say tumblr is a lot of friendly and people really like to voice themselves more freely and open, which i really enjoy !! hearing what others think about my fics are really important to me as a writer, so i’ve def been enjoying it here ♥︎

ALSO WE RLY ARE OPPOSITES but i vibe with it 🤕 i loveee writing horror and angst since it tends to invoke large reactions, but i’m actually planning on posting up a romcom smau soon centering around jake & heesung !! so i’m hoping that goes well because if it flops that’ll be embarrassing 🧎

aside from that, please feel free to shoot me a message whenever because i would literally love to have you as a friend !! u seem so sweet and ur energy is super positive :) i have a discord as well if it makes it easier chatting there <3 btw my name is fraser but you can 100% use any nickname too ! xo

FRASER!!! I LOVE UR NAME AAAA

omg i can totally see that happening??? i've always wanted to check out wattpad but it seems so... OVERWHELMING? but omg welcome to tumblr <33 i really like it here too! i love how the engene community is particularly super nice and friendly? everyone i've met thus far has been so so so nice ;-; interaction is super duper important but i totally agree that tumblr feels a lot more casual and open — plus i love how the reblogging and tags functions work 😩 SO. FUCKING. GOOD.

YESSSSSSSS when you mentioned "we write opposite genres" i was like oh yeah sure maybe they just write angst AND THEN I GO INTO UR BLOG AND IT'S LITERALLY HORROR AND ANGST AND MAYBE EVEN SOME GORE??? STOP. THAT IS SO FREAKING COOL. and omg bff wtf are we the same people bc while i've always been more of a ’written’ series writer, i rlly rlly want to try write an smau! but tbh.... im not funny enough for that wtf 💀 but if u happen to find out what apps people with ios use, pls let me know 💔 AND HELL NO IT WILL NOT FLOP I WILL NOT ALLOW THAT TO HAPPENNNNN i literally love reading smaus so much these days so im so freaking excited for urs!! PLEASE TAG ME IN IT WHEN U RELEASE ITTTTT i have a reading blog that i'll be sure to leave lots of feedback/comments on :>> i'm a talkative reader so i tend to assault authors’ notifs by writing really lengthy thoughts hahaha ;-;

of course!!! don't ever hesitate in reaching out too <33 im so honoured u chose to leave a message so thank u sm for taking the initiative ! so glad we met :> and YESSS PLEASE DM ME UR DISC HEHE I'LL ADD U!!!

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thankuu for the tags yen & @nnnyxie !! 🙋🏻‍♀️ ALSO OUT OF TOPIC BUT YEN I LOVED UR IWA MINI SMAU SERIES PLS THAT WAS MY GIRL DINNER WHEN I READ IT THE OTHER DAY

started writing-

it was around the time of the pandemic, so 2021! I started writing for mha, then around later I got into haikyuu, and here we are!!

started blogging-

2021 as well! 8/20 to be exact. I had a blog before this one, I took a short break from it, and at the time I didn't really know how to use tumblr yet, so wanted to start a new one

followers-

I currently have 328 lovely followers!! I was actually so surprised when I checked on my tumblr last january this year. I sort of went m.i.a. for a long while since I think july 2023? and back then I only had 100-ish followers so imagine my surprise to come back to more than a hundred more!! I'm honestly so grateful for each of u, ily guys sm 😞

communication-

I LOVEEE interacting with everyone here!! though I am pretty awkward for the first few interactions, it actually makes me so happy to talk to others! ESPECIALLY MOOTS AGHH I LOVE AND ADORE YOU GUYS SM even though I rarely talk to u guys cus I have a tendency to overthink how I'd talk to you or what I should reply ahaha but nonetheless pls pls don't be hesitant to reach out to me!! I'm always welcome to talking to new people and making new friends!!

likes-

I don't really keep track of the likes on my posts, but I really do appreciate those who interact with my posts! whether it's a like, reblog, or comment, I think of it as a sign that u guys like my work!! and that makes me happy:) I don't rlly mind how many likes a post gets either, I'm just glad to share my work on here

requests-

my requests are currently open!! tho I do have a specific set of rules when it comes to sending in one, I am open to reading and doing your requests as long as they go by the guidelines:) I'm not the fastest worker or writer either, so please be patient with me when it comes to finishing your requests!! I hope that they are up to your expectations once I finish them as well:)

writing-

I enjoy it alot!! it excites me how I could almost turn my ideas into a reality through it. it's a hobby I didn't think would bring me here! I'm so glad to have made new friends, and be in this community bcs I started writing

works i'm proud of-

I'm initially proud of all of my works since I procrastinated while working on every single on of them, and I'm just happy to have been able to finish them, though I really like my "and they were roommates" akaashi fic! I come back to it from time to time, and end up thinking that akaashi may be ooc in that fic, but I still have a soft spot for it

no pressure tags!!: @valeriwa @kovu-bunnbunn and go ahead to anyone who'd like to do this as well:)

Behind the scenes of a Tumblr Writer - Tag Game

Hey there, I love behind the scenes and since this is something that's rarely talked about, let me start the chain... if you feel uncomfortable with a question, just skip it. You can add some if you want as well.

Started writing: I wrote my first Harry Potter fanfic at age 10. Started posting around 15,16 years old. I'm now 31, so...

Started blogging: I started on a German fanfiction site around 2010/11 I think. Might have been earlier too, but back then I was mostly reading, no posting. I really started when I got into One Direction (very late, tbh)

Followers: Currently at 961, which is wild to me. I don't even know that many people IRL. I convince myself that half of them are bots tbh, so I don't freak out all the time.

Communication: The people I talk to regularly are: a few writers who answered after I constantly reblogged and commented on their works and a few people who commented and reblogged my work. Writing and blogging on here can be pretty lonely, depending on your personality and the time you're active (I'm from Europe and a lot of my followers seem to be living in Northern America, so there's the Timezone thing) ... And I found that the best way to strike a conversation is to reblog, comment, and to not be shy. I do wish I got more asks, though....

Likes: I actually filter them out. I have 793 original posts up at the moment. It doesn't give me anything to know how many likes a fic has other than to tell me which characters are liked more than others or maybe that one fic does especially well. My activity only shows me comments, asks, reblogs with tags, and answers to my own asks. I live for the tags and the comments.

Requests: I love talking to people about ideas. That's how I started the plotbunny game because I have so many ideas and so little time. And sometimes an idea just doesn't want to be written out fully. Requests are fun because YAY, I get some mail... but then I freak out because I don't really know how to write this NOW and then I freak out because it's been a week already, two weeks, wait, two months? I'd rather have suggestions where people tell me vague things like "I'd love to read something about this side character" or "Have you ever considered this character with a soulmate trope"? because then I don't have the feeling of failing the request when I write it a little bit differently.

Writing: I am a fast writer. I know that's one of my talents. I can churn out a oneshot of 1k words in less than an hour. People read slower than I write. That can suck sometimes because you've just posted this and you want to know what people are thinking but they're not as fast as you are. I do have a lot of ideas. I want to write constantly but my brain doesn't always want to. I am trying to respect that.

There are also certain things that I just feel wrong writing. I cannot write anything suggestive (I also don't like reading it) and everything past that gives me panic attacks. I can hardly write mean characters and jealousy feels so wrong to me that I cannot write it. I've also overdone it with the soulmark trope and now I feel like everything I write about it feels lifeless.

I write best in the mornings before going to work, but I don't have much time there. I don't need special music (but it helps), but I need to have at least some energy left and at best, no distractions. But I have been writing for over 20 years, so I will say experience helps a lot.

Tagging: @revasserium @shoulmate @lemurzsquad @screamin-abt-haikyuu @toomanygoldfish @satorisoup @emmyrosee @reverie-starlight @alienaiver and @writingsofanomnivore and everyone else who wants to join