#its been kinda rough🥲

[rexscanonwife]

Rex is such a workaholic, he literally has a whole ass woman in his bunk and all he can think about are reports and paperwork smh 🙄🙄🙄

[kiwi-cult]

PARSELSCRIPT!!

Hi. This is mostly for the people from Discord but tadah! I'm finally making that Tumblr post I've been talking about for months.

(Warning this will probably be very chaotic)

To anyone new who sees this: me and some friends made an alphabet for Parseltongue from Harry Potter, aka Parselscript. I'll take you on a little journey to explain my process and give you some tips, should you want to start writing it.

Disclaimer: I wanted to make this script usable for the writer I made it for so it's less of an actual language and more just some characters to represent the Latin (or ‘English’) letters. Like a cipher. It is not realistic. If I made this realistic I'd have to add all sorts of things to indicate body language and smell etc and also have to figure out what sounds Parseltongue actually has etcetera etcetera. No.

Alright.

It all started when we started talking about Parselscript in a Discord server and I asked my friend Ava to visualise the script because she seemed to have a clear vision of it, so I could use it to go from there.

That's how we got this.

I think we all wanted to go with something flowery for some reason, so we did.

After this I just messed around with brushes and shapes in Procreate for a while, tweaking things and trying to make it more writeable. I ended up with something like this (still a rough draft).

It may look a bit like random squiggles at first, and it kinda was at this point. As you can see there's also a lot of added dots and lines, which can be a bit hard to remember and I see you wondering what it looks like without them.

Well here it is.

I showed this to the people I brainstormed with in Discord and we decided to go with the more complicated version because it looks better lol.

This is one of the final versions.

It says: "Hello, my name is Kiwi Cult. I made this script after reading a fanfic called Terrible, But Great written by Isalise the loml on Archive Of Our Own."

Now, to talk about some of the (boring) logistics.

It is read from left to right, top to bottom.

Every separate combination of squiggles you see above is a separate word. Every word is made up of a starting character, one or more letter characters and an ending character.

The very first character you see in the top left corner, with the three petal looking thingies, is a silent starting character that indicates the start of a sentence. Not word: sentence. The end of the character, that little circle thingy, is a comma. So, the first combination says: "Hello,".

Then, the second combination starts with a kind of hook going down and right. This is also a silent character and more meant as an interpunction, that's why you don't pronounce it. It's kind of just a way to start the word when there isn't anything special about it (aka it's not the start of a sentence, a name, an exclamation or a question. But every character is special in its own right🥲). The same kind of hook can be found at the bottom of the combination, except going up. It has the same use, basically just a way to end the word when there isn't anything special about it. Now, you might ask: why does it go right and not left?

We talked about this a while, because I wanted the direction to have some kind of meaning. We wondered about gender, tone, blah blah all kinds of complicated things but in the end I just wanted this script to be writable so I chose to have proficient writers in Parseltongue make their hooks go left and beginners have their hooks go right.

Now, you might notice that I end my words with a hook going right. That is because I don't see myself as a pro in writing in Parselscript okay? It's hard!😭💀

Now, other than the character indicating the start of a sentence, the circle, and the simple hook, there are a few other characters to start or end a combination (don't worry I'll show them all to you at the end, you won't have to use your imagination for long).

We have a character to indicate a name. Now, the rule is: name indicator over start of sentence indicator. So, if you start a sentence with a name, you'll use the symbol to indicate a name, NOT BOTH. (That's not even possible but I don't even want to see you try and butcher my child).

There is a character to indicate a sentence that would usually be followed by an exclamation mark (!), but at the start of the sentence. Then you’d end the exclamated sentence with a period.

The same goes for a question mark (?): put it at the start of a question, not the end. Again, it wouldn't even be possible to use it at the end of a combination but I DON'T EVEN WANNA SEE YOU TRY.

Finally we have a period (.), which looks a bit like a flower with four petals. You do use this one at the end of a word, and it is always followed by a start of sentence indicator or a name indicator. I know people are rejecting capitals these days in their typing but I don't wanna see it. If you start a word after a period with a hook I will find you.

If a sentence starts with a name that is also a question or exclamation you’d use the question/exclamation mark above the name indicator, otherwise it would take away a vital part of the sentence while a name can still be read even if it doesn’t have its indicator.

So, to put it all next to each other, the symbols we have are: -start of sentence indicator -name indicator -exclamation mark (!) -question mark (?) -period (.) -hook (direction depends on efficiency) -comma (,) (direction depends on efficiency)

I didn't make adjusted characters to indicate a capital letter like we do in the Latin alphabet, meaning that the only things you can kind of 'capitalise' are the start of a sentence and the start of a name.

It is also slightly phonetic. Emphasis on slightly. I made separate characters for almost all letters in the Latin alphabet, so you can just write your word normally with Parselscript characters. The only difference is that I made only one character for the 'f/v' sounds and that there is no 'c' character. If a word has a 'c' in it, you'll have to use the character for a 'k' or an 's'. Also a ‘q’ can be made with ‘k’ and ‘w’ etc.

A few examples: -character=karakter -parselscript=parselskript -crazy=krazy -science=siense

-quiz=kwuiz

I know it looks a bit confusing, but I trust you guys' ability to read context clues and figure out what someone means when you try to decipher Parselscript.

Now, for a word like 'phonetic' or 'decipher' I don't really care whether you use the separate characters for 'p' and 'h' or just the one for the 'f/v' sound. You do you.

I also don’t use any double letters because they basically sound the same and it looks ugly but if you want to use double symbols feel free.

I also made some numbers that do not look like they fit with the rest of the script but I promise you that's just because you're not used to it yet. Our own numbers don't belong with our alphabet either because we nicked them from the Arabs (I think, don't quote me on this) but we don’t notice that either.

Tadah. (Yes I know it’s out of order I told you this was gonna be chaotic af)

Other than that, feel free to ask me questions if I've forgotten anything or if you're wondering about anything. I can't guarantee that I have a good answer because I might not even have thought about it myself, but I can always try to come up with something. I am one person, I'm afraid I haven't been able to take everything about a script into consideration.

Now, without further ado; here is the key.

No, your eyes didn't deceive you: there are two versions. The first has a bit more loose squiggles than the second one. I realised that when I was writing physically, the second version was much nicer to write, so it is kind of like Simplified Parselscript. I haven't decided yet if I'm gonna put some lore behind it or not yet. But I included the og one if you're a tryhard and wanna take it on.

Now, if you're gonna start writing it yourself, here is the stroke order.

I tried to make it as clear as possible but please ask me if you're confused on anything.

Red is the starting point of the whole symbol, the arrows indicate the direction to go in, x marks the start of the small extra's.

Now, I'd also recommend writing on some type of paper with vertical lines like this if you're gonna do it physically.

You can just turn a paper with normal, horizontal lines a quarter to get vertical lines. Also, do NOT write in between the lines. They are meant to help you keep the start and ending on the same line so you don't start going into crazy directions while writing. So, start your sentence symbol or hook or whatever in the middle of the line and try to keep coming back to that vertical line after every letter. As you gain more proficiency you'll probably go straight into the next letter without going back to the line all the time but I think this is a good starting point.

I also recommend writing with a fountain pen or something else that flows well because it’s easier to write that way.

Here is another rough draft I made on physical paper to get a feel for it. As you can see this draft had a lot more different starting characters and ending characters so just ignore that. Hope this motivates you a bit or smth.

Lmk if you want me to post a video of me writing in this Parselscript.

Also please let me know if you know of someone else who's also made a Parselscript because I tried to look for it on Tumblr and Twitter etc but I couldn't find anything.

I also feel like there’s a big mistake I made that I realised the last time I worked on this script but I’ve forgotten it now so if you find out please comment or dm or anything💀

Also feel free to use in your own fic, tho a little tiny shoutout in the a/n would be nice :) I’m @/kiwi_cult on Ao3, @/slvtr_ on Wattpad, @/kiwi cult on ff.net, @/slvtr.1 on TikTok and @/.slvtr on Discord.

Credits:

@natis-balamnimaja @asterialvia and @/zee (who unfortunately left the server and I don't know the Tumblr @ of) for brainstorming with me and @isalisewrites for inspiring us and making the server we discussed this in.

Okay bye :) tell me if I forgot anything.

🥝

[slutforgluttony]

What angle do you guys like the most..? 👀

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[danikamariewrites]

sooo for that feyfey request.

everyone is living back in that cottage. fey is fucking that guy. but theres this woman, who is like a neighbour. she always sees fey and has a crush on her, but isaac (i think thats what his name is?) is keeping fey busy

one day, reader gathers the courage to flirt with fey

then slowly, the become friends and some time later, when fey is eating dinner with reader, reader crawls up onto the desk sensually and is being all hot and sexy

fey realises for the first time she likes this woman. its soo taboo but fey wants this

so she lets reader show her all the good stuff 😏

and then in the end its a lil fluff but they both know this wont progress further most probably 😔

(absolute filth plis im so thirsty for mommy feyre 😩😩😩(i also dont mind if its porn without plot i just need som filth 🥲))

When She Loved Me

Feyre x reader

A/n: This was the best Feyre ask I think I’ve ever received and I had to write it. I also added an epilogue-esqu ending and it’s kinda sad so I’m sorry for that but I couldn’t resist.

Warnings: oral, fingering, tribbing, angst at the end (also not fully proof read)

You rushed around the house making sure everything was perfect for when Feyre arrives. Dinner was in the oven, the living room was fully of cozy blankets, and you had turned the lights down to achieve the perfect ambiance.

The two of you met in town months ago. At first you had just waved and passed each other while you were running errands and she was trading pelts from animals she hunted. One wintery afternoon you got up the courage to finally introduce yourself.

The blue of her eyes had taken your breath away. When her rough exterior melted away and she gave you a genuine smile you couldn’t help but get lost in dreams of a future with her. Where that smile was never dulled by her hunting or family.

Tonight was the first time Feyre was coming over to hang out. You had only ever hung around in town together but you wanted one on one time away from prying, judgmental eyes. The nature of your relationship had been a little more than friendly. Sure you flirted, not thinking anything of it. Feyre had told you about her and Isaac. How he was just someone to relieve stress and blow off steam with.

The relief you felt when Feyre had said that was like a weight lifting off your chest. Since she had said that you had turned your flirtatious advances up hoping she would reciprocate. When Feyre did you were rendered speechless. The giggle that sounded from her was angelic.

A light knock on the front door had you squealing with excitement. Rushing through the house you skid to a stop, careful not to fling yourself into the door. Opening the door you’ve never seen Feyre look so happy. “Hi,” you breathed. “Hi.” Her voice light and happy. Stepping to the side you wave her in.

She looks around curiously. Her eyes wide as she shrugged her jacket off. “Your home is lovely.” You take her jacket to hang up. Gosh, how did this thing keep her warm out in the woods? The fabric was barely held together by the leather straps Elain had sewed in for her.

“Thank you. My mother has quite the eye for interior design. You should see her and my father’s room.” You joke. Feyre gives you a sad smile. As if she was remembering her old house. Guilt had your face heating. Feyre grabbed your hand giving it a reassuring squeeze. “Dinner smells wonderful.” She says, that happiness back in her voice.

You perked up at the mention of the meal in the oven. “You’re going to love it. Come,” you pull her along to the kitchen. As you ate the conversation went to weird childhood stories and Feyre’s hunting adventures. After dinner you switched to the living room, curling up in the blankets on the couch and enjoying the brownies you baked.

As the night went on your stares lingered on each other. Eyes wandering what could be seen of the others form. With each tick of the clock the two of you inched closer and closer until your thighs were touching. At the first touch you jumped a little. Only relaxing when Feyre holds your hand again.

When the clock struck midnight Feyre was lying on your chest. You absentmindedly twirled her sandy locks between your fingers. You fall into a comfortable silence just enjoying each other’s comfort. Not thinking before moving, you lean forward pressing a kiss to the top of Feyre’s head.

Shock took over as she popped her head up, eyes wide. “I-I’m sorry. I don’t know-’’ Feyre surged forward, connecting her lips to yours, effectively stopping your rambling. Your fingers go back to those sandy locks, keeping Feyre’s lips attached to yours.

The kiss was all want, need and a fight for dominance that you were determined to win. You wrap an arm around her waist, pulling Feyre up, flipping her to lay on the couch. Feyre’s breath hitches, her fingers digging into your scalp. You detach your lips from her, nudging your nose against her perfect button one.

Holding yourself back was becoming impossible. You need Feyre like you need to breathe. Every part of her is perfect and you were desperate to explore her.

You were both breathing heavily. Feyre lifts her head to peck your lips before dropping back against the couch cushion. “Do you want to keep going?” You asked, hopeful her answer would be a resounding fuck yes.

Feyre nodded vigorously. Her blue eyes glazing over with lust, “I want you, y/n.” Your lips break out into a wide smile. Climbing off of the couch you grab her delicate hand, pulling her to follow you to your bedroom. Slamming your door you turn to find Feyre laid out on your bed, only in her underthings, smirking at you seductively. In a swift motion you slip your dress off, leaving it in a puddle on the floor as you bound toward Feyre.

She lets out a giggle, the sound so sweet it almost stops you completely. It has your cheeks flushing as you straddle her hips. Feyre rests her hands on your hips, gently running them up and down your sides, reveling in the smoothness of your skin. Something flashed in her eyes, making her look anywhere but you.

“Hey,” you say softly, bringing your hand to rest on her cheek. “What’s wrong, Fey?” She squeezes your hips gently before looking into your eyes. “I just…I’ve never been with a girl before and I like you, I just don’t want to, ya know,” she rambles. You tilt your head in curiosity. “Fey it’s ok. We’ll take it slow, you just relax. I got you.” You smirk at her, leaning down to place soft, open mouthed kisses down her neck.

Moving down her body you undo the band around her breasts, stopping at the top of her underwear. You look at her through your lashes, finding her face flush, eyes half closed and lips parted. You rub her clothed cunt, making her wet spot grow with each circular motion. Feyre lets out a soft moan as you kiss up her thighs. “Please y/n, I need more, need your mouth.” She begs, throwing her head back against the pillows.

Sitting up on your knees you remove the band from your own breasts, reaching to pull Feyre’s panties agonizingly slow down her legs. Wasting no time you dive into Feyre’s dripping core, lapping at her arousal. Feyre moans out your name, gripping the sheets, her hips squirming against your face.

Capturing her clit in your mouth you let out a hum. Your eyes roll back at the taste of her plus those sweet, sweet sounds falling from her lips. “More,” she begs, “please more. Your fingers p-please.” Feyre struggles to get out. Bringing your finger to her hole you slowly work her open. “Tell me, was Issac this good with his mouth?” You ask with a teasing smirk against her pussy. She shakes her head, “N-no. Fuck no, you’re so much better y/n.”

You go back to sucking her clit, slipping another finger into her pussy. You know you hit that sweet spot (one that Issac clearly never hit) by the way she clenched around your fingers as you curled them. Feyre’s screams became louder and louder with each motion. “Come on Fey, let go.” You urge her. Arching her back Feyre falls apart on your fingers, one of her thighs trembling. Removing your fingers you lap up her release, the sweet taste of her intoxicating.

Sitting up on your knees you run your hands in a soothing motion up and down her thighs. Feyre went limp against the sheets, her chest heaving as she collected herself. Spreading her legs Feyre lets out a small laugh, “Good. I wasn’t done yet.” You laugh at her breathlessness. Throwing one leg over her hips you rest your pussy against hers, lightly rocking back and forth.

Feyre throws her head back again, leaving her neck exposed to you. You picked up the pace of your hips, leaning down to suck and nip at her the juncture of her neck and shoulder. Feyre brings her hands up to your breasts. Running her thumbs over your peaked nipples you moan against her skin at the contact.

Neither of you lasted long. Feyre’s hands felt too good, too skilled. Sharing a pillow she played with your hair as your eyes fluttered at the feeling and softness. You could get used to this. The softness of Feyre, taking care of her, having her in your arms every night. But that was a dangerous way of thinking. Maybe if everything worked out with her sisters marrying, then maybe she could be yours.

———

After that night with Feyre there were only a few more until you stopped seeing her. You had been holding back your feelings, hoping to bring it up while holding her to your chest. It had been a while since you’d been past her family’s cottage, or into town for that matter. Feyre would usually knock on your door asking you to accompany her but hadn’t in weeks.

Donning your cloak and winter boots you head out. Passing through town you heard whispers of the Archeron family name. “His boats were found.” “No, I think a beast did that. No winter winds have ever been that strong,” “I wonder when the middle one will throw a party.” “The aunt is sick I believe.”

All of these pieces yet nothing whole. The gossip made your heart pound. Picking up the pace you start running to the Archeron cottage.

Finally stopping in front of it you feel your heart stop. Your eyes wide taking in the darkness inside and the broken front door. Stepping closer you saw claw marks in the rotting wood. You stopped breathing. What the hell happened here?

“Are you looking for the Archeron’s?” You jump at the voice behind you. You turn to face the stranger, hand over your now rapidly beating heart. Clearing your throat you answer, “Yes, do you know where they are?” “Yeah, new fancy manor-lookin’ place on the other side of town.” You nod in thanks rushing off, knowing exactly where to go.

Politely knocking on the massive front door you step back and wait, twisting your gloved fingers nervously. Elain answered with a bright smile. Her eyes lit up with recognition at seeing your face. “Y/n! What a lovely surprise.” She said cheerily. “Hi, Elain. Is Feyre around?” You ask peeking over her shoulder. Elain’s face fell a little. “Oh, no, I’m so sorry. She’s visiting our aunt. She’s very ill right now so Feyre is helping around her house for a bit. I can’t believe she didn’t tell you.” She says with an air of curiosity, tilting her head a little to the left much like Feyre did when you rambled.

Tears stung your eyes at the familiar movement. You quickly blink them away, not wanting Elain to feel pity for you. “Oh, well I’m sorry about your aunt, I hope she gets better soon. Would you mind umm…when Feyre gets back will you tell her I want to see her?” “Of course!” You nod in thanks and turn to leave. Left with an empty feeling in your heart you let your tears flow freely once you’re back on the street. Why wouldn’t she tell you?

[snarky-art]

Sorry if it is somewhere else, but why is gold a no-no on Andros, in your rewrite?

Aaaah you’re fine! Add this to the list of lore things I thought I had already posted about and then when searching realized no,, it’s just been sitting in my brain for years🥲

The short answer: all ores native to Andros are shades of gray/silver

There are large cracks in the land that stretch far and wide and even dip down into the shallow waters (and deeper still into the ocean too) where the Androsians live.

They have a robust metalworking industry focused on jewelry and combining that with their other preferred decorative pieces too (shells, jewels, stones, etc).

The more fun answer: It being held in such high regard has its origins with a folk story from long long ago that talks about how the Moon (integral to the way the ocean works obviously, just like on Earth) wept upon the separation of the sky from the sea, feeling it lost so much of its sister, the sea, so suddenly.

The Moon’s response was a grand storm shortly after said separation, influenced by the Moons emotions. These tears fell in big streams down into the ocean, and the waves and rough currents swept over everything for a time, spreading its tears throughout the whole planet, pounding it into the newly formed land too.

The Androsians were having trouble surviving this great endless typhoon, and the goddess who separated the ocean and the sky for the benefit of the Androsian people, came to plea to the moon, to ask what could possibly be done to appease it. The moon requested they merge the sea and the sky again, but for the beings of Andros to thrive, that wasn’t an option, said the goddess. The Moon deep down understood this, but was still hurt. The Moon thought for a bit, the storms subsiding some as it did, and eventually it said it was lonely, the sea so far away from it now. They wouldn’t be able to have as much fun as they used to when they were closer.

Thinking on this, the goddess eventually asked if it would like another sibling, one next to it all the time so it would never be lonely. It said yes, and from the land the goddess took some of the earth and formed a smaller moon to exist alongside it, this one containing a lot of the silver from the tears that the waves brought to the land. This will be your new sibling, said the goddess, and with it, some of your tears returned to you from the sea itself, to remind you that you are still connected, even though you are further apart now. The moon was appeased, and finally satisfied, stopped its weeping, and addressed the beings of Andros.

Go forth, it said, and prosper upon what was given to you by the sacrifice of my sister the sea to make the sky. But do not forget, despite there now being sky, you aren’t to forget my strength or my sister’s sacrifice. The tears I have shed are yours to create with to honor what I have lost and what I still harbor my influence over.

Old shrines and ceremonial pieces with silver are commonplace on Andros, to honor the moon and its sibling, whom themself is covered with silver and helps to calm the moon.

At this point silver is synonymous with the moon and its power, the royal family having it present in much of their official garb and accessories. They are in a way seen as ceremonial vessels of the moon and its power, present over land and sea through the tears it once cried and spread through the planet.

Other metals are allowed now due to things like trade and commerce, but they’re nowhere near as popular and some people with more traditional views see it as kinda sacrilegious or unappreciative for Androsians or people representing Andros to wear it.

Musa is dating Aisha and is by proxy supposed to be acting as an extension of her. Like I said in the other post, her being not Androsian at all is a huge fucking problem for their governmental structure, which is already dealing with pushback with the way their current population is pushing more and more for things to be, now she, as someone who is an extension of the royal family, the moon’s vessels, is wearing fucking Gold. They associate it culturally with the sun like on other certain planets, which while a significant thing is far less important than the 2 moons present by a landslide. Anything in the royal court must be silver and must be from the planet itself. Musa wearing gold while being alongside Aisha is considered a big middle finger to those in government and they’re fucking pissed.

[changbinsboobs]

why we cant be anonymous anymore🥲

Hi, i think i did a post about that recently but i can't remember which one -

So basically im getting a lot of requests which are more conversation-like, or lots that follow up on one another and its often very hard and confusing for me to guess which ones belong together and are from one train of thought. I feel like i can't properly answer to a lot of them because i just don't know what they're talking about and i feel kinda bad for answering with just a few short sentences or words when that person has written 3 paragraphs.

Also another small note is that sometimes it feels a bit one sided for me, like im leading 3 different conversations at once, but i have no idea who's who and who's talking right now and i have noting to relate it to, its like im just talking to a "wall". So yeah if some still want to have a conversation or a debate on something and just share your thoughts you can dm me and we can chat about it if you're not comfortable with the not-anon inbox.

The other reason is because for the past few weeks I've been getting quite a few unnecessarily mean "requests" and i think if i shut off the anonymous feature those will become significantly lesser and even if not then i'll know who's doing that and will just block them. I've noticed that my interactions with my actual followers isn't as easy and pleasant as it was in the beginning cuz im constantly wondering if im not interracting with a hater right now or if the ask isn't meant in a passive aggressive way, and its been taking the fun out of it recently.

Also theres a lot of great and genuine people here and i don't want them to get unfair treatment/responses from me that aren't as warm as they would've been if i knew they were genuine and not a hater. So i'd like to keep the feature on for a while until things settle down a bit, i get my "spark" or excitement back and get a bit of a rough idea who's who and who im interracting with so later on i can differentiate it better than now. Cuz yk, you all know me but i know none of you, even if we're constantly interracting...🥺

[faithshouseofchaos]

everything that happened to me this week

My uncle came over to look at the AC unit and figured out why it quit working so my parents had to order a new part so he can come over this weekend to finish it

I also never had a conversation with him before He’s only a few years older than me and he’s marrying my aunt maybe I should try talking to him. We’ve known him for years and I’ve never talked to him

Mars went missing for two days my brother let him outside before the storms started and one of mg neighbors brought him inside. I posted about him on the neighborhood Facebook page and this lady waited two days to respond. Mars also has a collar with my name number and address 🥲 so…

My sister is thinking about getting a snake and I’m like girl no you don’t need a snake when you can’t even take care of your dog.

She’s mad at me for speaking the truth 🤨

My ex friend texted me asking how I was and I left her on read. I’m not responding to her 🤷‍♀️

My brother took my phone and began reading the NSFW messages in my discord chat 💀💀💀💀 I bit him not hard but enough to distract him so I can grab my phone back 👀

ITS RACE WEEK

I have worked on some fics I have two of them queued up for Saturday night /Sunday morning

The 2010 can’t be tamed Miley Cyrus album owns me

Vampire!daniel and Vampire Carlos are living rent free in my mind

Experienced gender envy the other night

I’m wondering who misses me on tumblr. I don’t think anyone has but that’s because I wouldn’t miss me.

I didn’t have any phone service all day Tuesday

I got the stomach bug ☹️

Three military cargo planes flew over my house last night and I also forget how loud they are I live near an army base I also see them (the helicopter) take off and land it’s pretty cool

The ghost is back and this time it isn’t a good ghost this one is really negative I told yall a while ago about my voice being mimicked which kinda freaked me out especially when I was asleep in my moms room ever since that happened my dog bruiser has been barking and growling at me like he would to a stranger it’s almost like he’s afraid of and I’ve never done anything to him to make him act like that towards me. Everyone at home has been seeing shadows/shadow figures lights have been randomly turning on and door opening and slamming shut yesterday my mom got out of the shower and called me freaking out asking if I was in her room and I told her no well something closed her bathroom door and threw a roll of toilet paper at her. My siblings were at school when this happened. There’s also been things knocked down things that have sat in places for months just randomly knocking down. And recently I’ve been waking up with bruises on my arms three of the bruises are finger prints my mom thought it was from my brother because we play rough with each other but I told her that we play hard but nat that hard and no one else grabbed me in that spot. So it’s time to get cleansed and safe the house.

I'm on Threads as @icemangoesbwoah. Same with twitter both links are in my bio

[moonjxsung]

hi bb!!

how are you?

tofu is doing well for now! the doctor said her eye will probs take a while to heal (like your cat’s, i’m sorry that happened to her too☹️) and it might not be as pretty as before. but whatevs about that, i just want her to be okay. thankfully we started treatment at home (ive had cats with basically every type of disease ever so i kinda know what to get them) but i still wanted to check it out professionally of course when i got back from uni). so for now, eye cream and constant checkups to se if it’s actually working because she could still become blind from that eye. but im remaining positive because its been working.

that said, we had to separate her from little devil maknae soju (we suspect she was the one that did it) because we saw soju hitting her🥲🥲🥲 i still feel super bad that it happened but im trying to power through without blaming myself😅

crying @ the party over hanji is so real though!! i’m glad you had fun!!! not you taking pics of your pcs/ holder for me🥹🥹🥹that pc holder is so cute😭😭😭 i’ve been looking for a cute double pc holder but have had no luck! i saw one once that said bias and on the other side bias wrecker!

and sherlock! i was sooo excited when i read that they had covered it! i think they all did so good. but han really popped his pussy with jjong’s notes (jongho did too!) and you can’t really expect a bad vocal performance from seungmin ever! i love ateez’s cover too but tbh i think i like skz’s better, like imagine if we get a well-produced version instead of a crowd recording😭😭😭 i just know shinee are super happy about it! (fun fact: my first ever kpop bias was minho when i was like 12 and the fact that my current bias is also a minho is crazy to me. maybe i have a minho radar).

i love you bb! have the best (rest of) the weekend! take care of yourself & stay hydrated💕

-🐈‍⬛

Ahhhhh I hope Tofu gets well soon!!!! That’s so rough, it’s so hard seeing your cat’s eye like that and just seeing them in constant discomfort 💔☹️ sending all my love to sweet Tofu (and some to devil maknae Soju too I suppose, just don’t do it again pls 💘)

Ahhh the party was SO much fun!! We’re all taking our first group trip to San Diego in June bc my sister lives there and my friend is graduating from her master’s program so we’re gonna head down there together and have a big celebration and get our matching tattoos !! I think we’re each getting 2 and then I plan on getting another in Chicago so it’s going to be a bunch of tattoos for me in summer I think I’ll be at 9 total by the time fall comes around 👼🫶 the double pc holder is my fav ahhh I got it at a cupsleeve event actually !! I was trying to decide between keroppi and kuromi and imagine my surprise when the guy said it was double sided 😦😦 SOOOO CUTIE

THE SHERLOCK PERFORMANCE WAS EVERYTHING TO MEEEEE OH MY GOD I’VE BEEN TALKING ABOUT IT FOR DAYSSSSSS THEY DID SHINEE SOOOO MUCH JUSTICE FRFR🫶🫶🫶🫶 also being Minho biased at age 12 IS SO REAL…… Choi Minho truly the peoples’ bias 😫🤲 I’m honestly so scared for the future of shinee with all the contract news but I’m just praying for Onew comeback and Shinee album as soon as possible 🤕 I’m Onew biased + Taemin wrecker and my sister is Minho biased + Kibum wrecker and we’re BOTH whores for jjong bc LOOK AT HIM……. Shinee my beloved ☹️🤲💎 I love being a staywol in 2024 life is so good frfr I love that Shinee just adopted skz

I love you bby I hope you had the best weekend!!!!!! 🫶💝💖💕💓💗💞💘👼 also random piccies of my men. my husbands frfr (don’t tell hanji)

[sueamoluakta2022]

Decendants Of The Moon

// In which reader was adopted and protected by Khonshu and his avatar //

(Read Part 3 first my love,it’s a bit long I know but I would love it if you take a look❤️)

🍂Part 3

(Be prepared my love ,this chapter is very long please don’t be bored of my writing just yet🥲)

Part 4 Egyptian Gummy

Previously:

“Her anger triggered the power”

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“sooner or later she will have to faced her own power”

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One on the bed ,and one on the couch, oblivious that the future path will be rough.

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Waking up in a different bed ,the feeling is unusual for you,yet it’s comfortable.

Sound of car honking and the bustling street filled your ears.

A small apartment in London Khonshu has chosen for you a month ago.

After Jake “take a break” ,you were hurt he didn’t say goodbye,but you did respect his decision.

In this past few months you have been “homeschooled” by the moon god himself.

He had taught you about the night,the stars, and the god, various stories of the ancient times.You found it mesmerizing. “The (K)night lesson”was what’s its called, one figure the girl and a shadow of a god ,under the moonlight gazing at the star.

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You did your own research about ancient Egypt on your own too. Even at the age of 13 you’re an old soul. You’ve heard about a museum in London and you have asked Khonshu too bring you there.

He surprisingly agreed.

“The real story you could learn from the god himself Y/N, why would you want to be there?” Khonshu question

“It would be nice to learn from mortal perspective father.” You answered.

“Then so be it then” Khonshu hit his staff on the ground ,and both father and daughter have teleported .

Both pair, Father and daughter appears out of thin air near the bus stop. Sound of bustling street and people talking they’re too busy to notice you.

Khonshu patted your head before you head of to take the bus.

“Go on my dear, have fun” Khonshu spoke as the god chuckled lightly.

…………………………………………………………

Stepping on the bus you gladly found an empty seat to sit on.

For a while you looked at the building and streets the bus drove past.

Suddenly the bus slowed down till it finally stop. You thought that it was finally your destination ,but it isn’t.

Brown curly hair and a tiered expression,walk like he just got hit by a bus.

Jake!? ,you thought to yourself.

No no that’s not right ,his eyes isn’t full of energy ,he doesn’t look ambitious,he held a soft and kind gaze. You analyzed him and didn’t even realize that the man had walked up and stood in the stuffing crowd beside you. Maybe he’s just a lookalike ? You thought to yourself.

Glancing at him again you saw him leaning his head on the back of a stranger, using it as a pillow.

His head jerked backwards as the stranger turned around an gave him a weird look.

Not hesitating another second ,you tug him lightly on his jacket. It makes him startled,you mentally scold yourself for that.

“Oh h-hi there is there anything I can help you with?” He spoke with an accent. You felt wired ,he looked just like Jake but with an accent and wayyy softer personality.

“Well I kinda see that you’re tired ,you should rest,you can take my seat” You spoke as you stood up.

“Oh no no ,that’s alright, I’m cool standing, thanks tho” He imediately replied with a smile.

“Well that’s not what I saw sir” you spoke with a little smirk, causing the man to blush. “Come on! You don’t have to be embarrassed, I used to fall asleep like that too” //You never done that,ever.// You continue

“Bu-

“Besides the bus’s gonna head to my stop next.” You finished as you pretend to walk towards the door.

The man who looked like Jake thanked you as he sat down awkwardly.

The truth was you never left the bus like you told him. The (h/c) haired girl stood there for hours,squash by the people who blocked her whole.

Finally arriving at the museum you waited until you saw him left the bus.

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Walking up the steps of a huge stair that leads you to the gigantic museum in front of you. You were tried , yet , exited.

Stepping inside, the cool air conditioner hit you as it calms you down from the hot sun outside.

Soo many things to explore,it will took you a good cardio to see everything.

You saw a little girl looking at the great pyramid of Giza and walked away.

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You have been exploring the expedition for quite a while when a thought hit you.

Looking around feeling like you’re the only person in there you felt….empty,

Why? ,

But then A small yet loud voice where heard ,it makes you snapped out of your thoughts.

“Daddy! Can we get a tawaret plushies later?”A little girl on a distance asked her dad. “ What do you think honey? do you think we can get one?”The man chuckled at his little girl as he asked his wife. “Of course,anything for our girl”The woman who you assumed was the girl’s mother replied.

What is this empty feeling again?

My goodness now you felt jealous of them,no., not jealous,you can’t be,

you got father and Jake ,a safe and happy life,what else could you ask for?

“A mother!” A thought hit you like a bullet as if someone just shouted in your ears……a mom?

You immediately shook that thought out of your head as you snapped back to reality…….great,now I’m hungry.

…………………………………..

Sigh deeply you walk to the gift shop.

You saw them selling sweets and candy earlier,at least something to eat I guess.You thought to your self.

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As you approach you saw the man on the bus earlier,he’s being scold by his boss,poor man.

You stopped at the counter glancing at the man who’s sorting a packet of gummy. He’s too busy to notice you.

You walked up to him.

“I thought they would sell resins and a rock hard bread here” He finally noticed you. “It would fit the theme better don’t you think” you continue.

You saw him giving you a wired glance,shouldn’t have said that,you thought to yourself.

“I-I mean ,like that’s what they eat eh?…..he he..”

You spoke as you laughed awkwardly.

“Why? Just why do you do that

Y/N ,dammi-!” as if your thought can spoke to you.

“I know right, I totally agree with you!

I mean look at these-” He spoke as he raised up a packet of gummy “I’m not sure about rock hard bread tho,but resin would do in’it?” The man you read his name tag Steven replied. He spoke with passion, you could see that ,he’s excited.

“We’ll now I wouldn’t mind a packet of gummy tho, bit hungry here” You quickly replied as you chuckled.

Steven made an o shaped mouth as he gesture his free hand to the packet of gummy he was holding.

“One packet of gummy for our future historian,right away ma’am”Steven spoke as he smiled.

You can’t help but glance at Steven

A small glance turned into a stare.

As if you’ve stare deep into his soul.

…………………………….

White flash blinded your vision it was replaced by the muffled voice.

-“Will you Y/N Y/L/N promised to be by my side no matter what the sky appears to be and when death arrived at you door step” You heard it- “hey kid you okay?” another muffled voice cut through.

More memories rushes past your eyes like a flip book.

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The flash of light was over as it brought you back to reality.

Given you no time to adjust,high pitch ringing sound and pain that run through the back of your skull make you let out a hiss.

“You alright?” Steven seem to notice , he held a concerned expression.

You looked into his eyes with no time to answer your vision got blurry.

“My goodness you’ve got nose bleed-!Steven spoke in terror.

Body felt light like a feather.

A slow motion.

Darkness consumed you.

[ma3mae]

hi hello, i kinda need help with a work of mine specifically the smut part. I bascially started writing it and i only need some help with the end. I got a rough sketch written out but i cant find time finishing it up even though i really want to bc its been so long since i published smth and idk when ill be able to actively indulge myself into writing bc of upcoming exams starting next week and being done with them at the end of may. So i would basically need someone who could finish it up for me and id proofread it 🥲🥲🥲🥺 i'd send the link privately for anyone who is interested 👀 thank u for taking ur time reading this post 💕

[doodlebeeberry]

umm the hugging 10. prompt with maybe scentdapack pls 🥲

heyyyy sorry for sitting on this since october and also only writing something vaguely related to the prompt (in my defense, they don't have necks), but! here you are :]

10. hiding their face in the other’s neck

hope you like aus and also angst

As a general rule, Amelia tried to avoid the waiting room.

Which, to be honest, was a bit of a challenge, given that it was literally the only other place she could really go. An endless peach void that shimmered and sizzled with each footstep, it was undoubtedly a pretty place. She had, as a matter of fact, spent quite a lot of time there just after she’d won for that very reason. It wasn’t cramped, wasn’t crowded with screens and equipment, it felt so much warmer and friendlier than the master control room did, despite being none of those things.

But with that warmth came quiet. Came emptiness, and loneliness, the kind that wormed its way deep, deep into her bones and up her nerves to choke her and make her eyes blur and burn. It reminded her that this was her fate. This was her future. Immense power, but no purpose. An eternity stuck in limbo, all by herself.

Truth be told, the master control room wasn’t much better. It was dim, lit mostly by the massive array of screens lining the far wall. The corkboard on the back wall was empty when she’d arrived—though she imagined it’d once been plastered with notes about nothing, Airy seemed like that kind of person—and over time she’d stuck a few things up there. Mostly reminders, stuff she’d begun to forget with the isolation: her name, where she was from, odd little anecdotes from her life, rough doodles of people she’d once known. Those were the hardest to look at. She’d so many times contemplated throwing them away, or waving them out of existence, or dropping them down onto the empty plane below, but she never did. They’d hover over her shoulders as she watched streams from all manner of other worlds, little snapshots into the life she could never have again. There was no escaping her fate, god knows she tried, but, as much of an invasion of privacy as it was, it helped her forget for a while.

She slept too, when she could, and tried to dream her way into a different situation. Sometimes she’d succeed, but the places grew blurrier as time went on and her memory of them faded, and the faces transitioned from those of people she knew to strangers she would watch live out their lives. A grocery store clerk, a painter, a teacher. A travel guide, a musician, a helmsman on a cargo ship, on occasion she’d dream she was living out their lives. It was kinda strange, to live so vicariously through them—or the image of them in her head, anyway—but it was so freeing, so exhilarating, so amazing just to talk to someone, even if they were never really real.

Sometimes, rarely, she’d dream someone was visiting her in the waiting room. One of the other past competitors, to be more specific. They were always like ghosts, unable to touch her, but they’d sit with her and talk about life and the outside and everything and nothing. They made the emptiness feel a bit less alone. She couldn’t decide, upon waking up, if she loved those dreams or hated them.

Regardless of her feelings on it, she still dropped into the waiting room from time to time, if only to walk around and stretch her legs somewhere with significantly less stale air. On this particular occasion, she’d left her observations of a dog park somewhere in New York at the bidding of a strange feeling in her gut. Restlessness, she guessed, begging her to take a lap to the (now abandoned) chairs and back, above everything else. Which, to be fair, wasn't much; there was only a single person to watch—a book-like object with a little puppy, chatting on the phone with what seemed like a work friend. So, she did.

She let her mind wander to those dreams along the way, the dreams with visitors and people she knew. She’d looked in on friends and family a few times, but, much like the waiting room itself, the sight was often too much to bear. The first people she’d checked on had been her parents, still grieving and searching, thinking her dead, and she had nearly been sick with grief of her own. She’d seen her friends move on with their lives, and felt something between frustration and anger and hurt and shame all rolled into an emotional ball she couldn’t well describe. The only time she watched people she knew these days was after those visitor dreams. Watching them made her feel some small resentment— what she wouldn’t give to be hurting, perhaps, but accompanied and free—but mostly she’d just feel relief. They were living lives, going and doing as they pleased, to a reasonable extent, with whomever they wanted. They could visit markets or swim in the ocean or sleep out under the stars. If it meant everyone—both that was and would ever be—could have that, then, Amelia had decided long ago now, she would endure eternity here alone.

But that didn’t mean she had to be happy about it. That didn’t mean she couldn’t dream.

“Amelia”

Speaking of which.

She hadn’t even realized she’d fallen asleep. She almost laughed. God, she thought, that phone call really must have been boring.

She turned, somewhere between the chairs and the control room, then and there, loneliness and boredom, forever in a never-ending now.

Two people stood several yards away: a green backpack, and a soda bottle with a red label. The most frequent visitors in her dreams, if she were to guess. They stared her down, and she debated whether or not she should put off the inevitable and just wake herself up.

“Amelia!”

She hadn’t even realized they had moved until they were on her. In a single motion, Backpack—no, no..Liam, that was his real name, wasn’t it?—wrapped his arms around her and spun them both in a half-circle, stumbling. He nearly knocked her back completely, but—

Wait.

He was holding her in a vice, pressing her close, like she’d crumble away into dust or sand or water, dripping out of his grip.

Wait.

Soda—she, ashamedly, had never actually learned his real name—was a bit less intense, kneeling beside her, setting one warm palm on her back and another on her hand, running a thumb across her knuckles. She wasn’t exactly sure when they’d moved to the ground. Her ears were full of static, sizzling.

Wait.

“Amelia?”

She hadn’t even realized they’d been speaking to her. Their eyes were soft with worry, shining with tears. She heard several pop against the floor.

“You alright?” Soda asked. His voice sounded so different, so novel, so painfully familiar, so painfully clear. They were never this clear in her dreams.

She lifted her hand, trembling, from under his grasp. Slowly, hesitantly, so desperately, she set it against his cheek.

Plastic. His label, so quietly, crinkled.

She turned to Liam, reaching out another hand, shaking hard. She could hardly breathe.

He took it gently in his own hands and pressed it against his cheek.

Fabric. It shifted, so subtly, as he smiled.

They were warm, both of them. They were alive.

“Hey.”

Liam’s voice wavered. Her own was hardly a whisper.

“You’re here.”

Soda’s voice shook too. He leaned a bit into her touch.

“We’re here.”

Her vision blurred.

“You’re here.”

She pulled them close, burying her face into them. She swore, with all that she was, that she could feel their hearts beating, feel them shift, feel them breathe against her, so steadfastly there.

And when they wrapped their arms around her, pulling her closer, holding her tighter, as though daring reality itself to even try ripping them apart, she was alive.

For the first time in eternity, she was finally alive.

[awkward-and-indecisive]

OMG I love all the WIPS you have planned, like.. can you just post them all right now? 🥲

But please tell me more about the dog one because... Dean!Dog ?!?(if it's even a thing 😂) Omg can't wait! 😍😍😍😍

Ahah you’re making me blush!! I’d love to post them all right now if only I had the technology to transfer my thoughts directly to a doc without having to write😭😭

Adding a cut to not clog people’s dashes!!

Yessss I love this idea a lot too and it’ll be full of crack!!! I got this idea while I was on Pinterest and saw a post. I immediately knew it would be so fun to write. I haven’t written a lot of it. Only Y/n’s POV in the first chapter💀 (I know I’m so behind. I’m sorry😭)

I’ll put a little bit of it below!!! The non italicised parts are thoughts!!

You were a veterinarian living with the sassiest cat, Midnight, on this earth. How you knew that she was the sassiest because you yourself weren’t so ordinary. Ever since you were a kid you could listen to the thoughts of any animal around you. You still remember the day it first happened to you. Five year old little Y/n was playing with a ball in the park, your mom sitting on a bench a little away from you, reading a book and enjoying the sun. your ball slipped from your hands and rolled away from you and before you could reach it, a dog playing in the park grabbed it in it’s mouth. You helplessly looked back at your mom, who was still busy reading. so you looked back at the dog in front of you, your ball in his mouth, and stretched both your arms out, making grabby hands and that’s when you first heard it.

“I’ll give you your ball back only if you play with me too.” the voice had said. It was a little rough and deeper than the voice of any man you’d ever met. Your confused self had looked around, trying to place where the voice came from when it said again,

“Please. Steve is such a lazy ass. He brings me here and sits on the bench all the time, letting me roam. But you must know that it’s not the same as playing with someone! He's also very stingy because he doesn’t let a dog walker walk me. Please!” the voice now pleaded.

You had looked around again and then back at the dog, pointing your finger at it in question when it nodded clearing all your doubts about the voice’s owner. You had immediately ran to your mom, tears already streaming down your cheeks and had spilled everything to her. She had dismissed you, thinking it was probably your overactive imagination.

When the second time it happened, you were at summer camp. Your group was on the night trek which meant sleeping a little away from your cabins in tents. Your peaceful slumber had been disturbed by the dryness of your mouth. You grabbed your bottle from beside your sleeping bag and shook it, concluding that it was empty when no sound came from it. You went outside your tent to fill your bottle from the water jar when you heard some shuffling noises behind you. You turned and saw a big grizzly bear towering over you and that’s when another gruff voice said,

“I’m not gonna hurt you. I just want you to tell your incharge to change your camping ground for the night trek as this is where I sleep. You all are kinda in my bedroom.”- it had scratched its ear, -“Another thing, please don’t sing your camp songs so loud because my kids can’t sleep.”

You had let out the loudest scream you had ever screamed, the bear quickly running away and hiding and the two Campers In Training pouring out of their tents to come to you. You had started crying hysterically and they had to call your mom to pick you up when no one could calm you down. You had explained everything to your mom, again, and she had scolded you, threatening to send you away to a mental institute, thinking it was another one of your pranks.

After that night, you never told anyone about it. You met that dog again in the park and talked to him. Both of you were shocked at your power. You wouldn’t call them powers, it was more like a special ability. That was the day you had decided to become a vet. That was the only job you could think of where you could put your ability to good use and that’s what you became. A very good one at that, since you could ask your patients what they felt and always diagnosed the right problem at your first guess.

I have it all planned and let me tell you, the relationship between Dean and Midnight is going to be awesome and so so freaking funny!!! Filled with teasing and sassy remarks!!

Thank you so much for sending an ask!! I had forgotten about this series and now I want to write it!!!! After I complete all the challenge fics😭

Love you 😘😘😘

Wip ask game

[ao3gingerswag]

Ok, this is kinda stupid but I wanted to write down my Wander Home day dream/head cannon for u💛

So I’ve been imagining that after they get back and before Dean has recovered, Cas has to go to the market because he needs to restock some items or buy more bandages so he has to leave Sam to look after Dean and Cas is all like “what if somethings happened what if I’m not there and something happens 😱” and Dean’s like “i wish he didn’t have to go but ill put on a brave face…😢” and Sam is just 😠🔪 And he gets home and Deans so relieved to see him and Cas is so relieved to be home and hes like “oh! And i got you both something! I hope you like it? Or you can swap or idk, I didn’t know what you would like so i guessed i hope its ok…” kinda embarrassed like he wants them to have nice things but he doesn’t know how to give it and Sam is like “😡 this is OBVIOUSLY a bribe or a trick or something nefarious” and Dean is just 😭😭😭 but both of them try to give the other more of theirs and Dean tries to give some to Cas but Cas absolutely refuses and Sam wont eat it in front of Cas but will nibble at it when Cas is busy and try to make it look like he hasn’t had any out of spite but its quite obvious chunks are missing and then he just demolishes it lol and Cas is kinda 🥲 about it all

So the verse definitely lives rent free in my brain haha 😅 hope you are well!

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ahhhh this is so sweet!!!!!!!!!!!! no its not stupid at alllll!! im dying cas being like......i must go off to war.....i mean the market...... same thing when i am separated from dean.... ;~; when will i be reunited with my one tru love.......... will he Survive....... and dean being the same like nooooo ;~; my cas!! separated over thousands of miles....it will be eons before i see him again.......... meanwhile sam is like :// geeze louise ://

and ahhh anon im sorry i know its been waaay too long and u sent this a million years ago but come back im on the edge of my seat!!!! what does cas bring for them!!!!!!!! what kind of snack!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! im thinking some kind of pastry or honey candy....but idk!!!

i love it :))) sam and dean absolutely would try to give each other their treat and it Would Not Work bc they would both refuse cfyvghjkj and yeah dean would try to give cas his and cas is like fcyvgujbhkn dean its for YOU. i totally see sam refusing to eat his treat around cas ;~; but still nibbling at it when cas isnt looking fdcgvbhn yeah thats a ten year old all right. i feel like i can see sam trying to pretend he isnt eating it but then eventually its gone and cas is like :)) did u like it :)) and sam is like >>:(( ....................................yes.

thank u so much for sharing this with me!!! it is so encouraging to know other people still think about this verse :)) i do too!! ive been working on a one shot that i hope to publish in the next few days...tho writing has been kicking my ass lately. ive just been having a rough time overall recently tbh :/// which is why i havent been very/at all active on here :(( im on break tho now so im gonna try to write this week!!!! <3333

[tom-whore-dleston]

A ⭐ for you! ❤

Ask for the “director’s commentary” on a particular story, section of a story, or set of lines OR send in a ⭐star⭐ and I will select a section I’ve been dying to talk about!

omg I'm so sorry for the late response but thank you for the ask 😊🫶🏽

Since I received a ⭐, I'll talk about My Immortal.

It's the only fic I wrote with Wenwu and I posted this after the Wenwu wave died down 😩 I had this fic idea ever since SCATLOTTR came out and I heard the song "My Immortal" playing on my way home from school. It took me so long to write it because I've never written angst before and I was kinda second guessing myself. But I have the #thot squad to thank for hyping me up while writing and checking out the rough draft of it. I also feel like its hard for me to write angst when I'm not in an angsty mood but I really wanted to write it so I pushed myself to just write it. I'm glad I did bc it's one of my favorite pieces I've ever written. I wish it had more reblogs and comments bc I truly was proud of this fic but I know Wenwu is a niche character to write for and not everyone reads angst. I loved this idea so much I made a playlist for it and I've been listening to it a lot lately because I have been going thru it 🥲

[ceo-of-daichi]

ouu a geologist, not every day you hear that. is there a specific reason you choose that profession? have you already thought about why he gave up on love?

and i know exactly what you mean, there goes so much into world building. i absolutely love fantasy, science fiction etc because you can do so much with it and it can be amazing when the world building is done right. i can’t wait to hear what you come up with once you start expanding your ideas! You probably were already like researching world building but there are a lot of great tips here on tumblr and also on youtube! i’ve been watching a lot of videos to help with my writing and although it’s hard to apply everything it helps a lot.

the show im writing for is also science fiction/fantasy. my oc is a princess and second child of her parents, but unlike her brother she did inherit the family powers. it basically causes her dad neglect his son and focus all of his attention on her, because he wants one of his children to ‘succeed’ and show that his family is indeed powerful. he’s basically really abusive but he sees it as a way to push her limits so she becomes as strong as he is, because he wants her to rule the kingdom after him.

i have been kinda insecure about my writing and that’s causing my writer’s block and it’s really annoying, because you can’t get any better if you don’t write. like just write 🥲🥲. i still haven’t made as much progress as i liked, but it’s alright, i need to get out of my head!

and you said that you wanted to write last weekend, did you manage to get anything on paper? and how have you been the last few days?

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(I haven’t been online the whole weekend so apologies for my very late response)

Hey sorry for this super late reply as well haha, sometimes my brain doesn’t let me open my ask box😐😂

I chose geologist because its my profession and I NEVER see it written about! Its also something I am pretty passionate about and figured it would fuel my want to write it :) And I sort of have a rough idea but nothing fully fleshed out yet!

Thank you so much! And yeah I have done bits and bobs here and there! I will defo have a gander on youtube I hadn’t even thought of that!!

Oooooo!! That sounds really interesting!! Sounds like you have put a lot of thought and tome into your oc’s!!💛

I really feel that, I honestly find the best thing to help with that is take a dedicated day off, rather than trying to write and getting mad you aren’t. Say to yourself ‘I am not gonna write today its my day off’ and then try again the next day? Almost like tricking your body?

I didn’t manage honestly, my body has been exhausted from work and stuff in my personal life recently and I think i just needed a weekend of relaxing and just laying about😂 Hopefully this weekend will be more productive

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Had a... rough morning with something happening that freaked me the fuck out, and my anxiety has been skyrocketed to the point of needing to take a break at work because I couldn't function.

I'm still at work but if yall wanna send drabble or sketch ideas or just asks for when I get home, id appreciate it 🥲

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I DID post the first smut drabble for IronWorks though! It was quick and really kinda sloppy(I just wrote without thinking so its not perfect, nor was it edited like the others) but I hope everyone likes it since the trio was pretty highly requested 😂💙 You're gonna take the monsterfucking you asked for and you're gonna like it