#this'll really help

[divinefireangel]

Since it has been a lil lot long, and I wanna get back to writing for SF9 and a few other groups/idols, could you all help me choose what type of content you'll like to see here 🥺👉🏼👈🏼

Of course the most voted one is what I'll try to do more and it doesn't mean I won't write the other 2 categories

[bumblingbabooshka]

St Voyager Crew's Casual Chats: X

[radiance1]

Mystic Flour Cookie and Child Reader drabble

"Not even the very gods are immune to suffering." Mystic Flour Cookie whispered softly as she ran a hand through your hair. She knew not the reason, nor the power, that had brought you from your world into that of her own. But she couldn't find it within herself to be irritated or disquieted about that fact.

In fact, she could even say she was... pleased.

Whatever power had granted her one true desire... She was thankful to it. To drag the very god that pulled her from the void, imbuing her very dough with strength, bestowing upon her only but the best of toppings and a beascuit leaps and bounds ahead of others to lessen the time between each use of her power.

Even granting her own wishes.

Doing away with the flesh of your divine body in exchange for crispy, fresh dough. Infused with the divinity that you so truly deserved, despite having no level of enlightenment and then, to have you descend upon none other than her. For her to be the first and only one to be granted the privilege of laying eyes upon your new vessel.

Yes.

She was pleased.

"One day, you and I shall crumble, too." She murmured, staring at you through half-lidded eyes. She wiped away the tears at the edges of your eyes with the edge of her sleeve. "Yet that day, shall not be today."

Such a truly benevolent deity you were. This kingdom... Its Cookies... Their ideals of peace, friendship, love and joy. All of it, would be non-existent without you, without the very foundation you laid out for them... The effort and time you put into a world not even your own.

Even going as far as granting wishes.

Cookies... Such greedy creatures. They cannot, will not, comprehend the true depths your very presence entailed, what effort and suffering you had gone through to make this kingdom as truly grand as it was.

They will take you for granted, just as the Cookies of far ages past had done for her. Taking and taking, wanting and wanting, demanding more, and more from the deity that merely wanted the best for them.

In the end, the greed of those who you wished to keep happy would be your downfall....

But why would she let you go through such suffering, to reach the same conclusion she had reached herself....?

You were here. Safe with her. Only, with her.

And the Realm of Apathy shallow envelop you... Welcome you... Protect you....

Yes...

She smiled, eyes slipping closed as he continued to run a hand through your hair.

The greed of Cookies... The suffering and woes of life... Apathy shall shield you from all.

Until the day you, and she, returns to flour....

[milolovesbmc]

The Dream (The Angel's Kiss)

Based on the sculpture by Auguste Rodin (1905)

(Censored just in case even though it's nothing explicit, uncensored under the cut)

"I remember you, something about you... coming to me, and sinking into me, and giving me breath again. . ."

[hailsatanacab]

Hiiiiii

I’m so curious about wip 1

Also I have like over a hundred wips and I can’t believe you did this to me 😭😭 /j

hey, you're welcome 😚🫴💕 i can't wait to see all your 100+ wips!

ooh I've had number 1 (a lot can change in a month) percolating for a while now and I've never been sure how far I want to go with it. I have pretty much all of it mapped out and it has the most bittersweet ending that I can't wait to write 😇✨ - anyway, have a wee little snippet :)

———

A month.

That's how long Danny Fenton had made his home with the Waynes before finding out his adoptive family's secret. The cave beneath the manor. Their hidden lives as vigilantes.

It was... a surprise, to say the least. One that he hadn't quite welcomed.

It threw him off, of course it did. This was meant to be his chance at living a normal life, a chance to leave behind his own heroics buried in the ruins of Amity, and then he had to go ahead and shack up with the birds and the bats, of all people! He just can't catch a break!

But... Well, after several tearful conversations and reassurances that no, he categorically did not have to join the team (thank the Ancients, because there's no way Danny's telling them about Phantom, not yet), things were starting to look pretty alright. The dust was finally settling and it felt like he was beginning to find his feet again.

That was last week.

This week, Bruce Wayne is dead and the family is falling apart.

[iamblueraspberry]

Guess who's doing this again.

[littleperson404]

mmmmm projecting depression onto ur sona/blorbo

yeah thats basically how i feel rn. just... layin on the ground, muscles no worky

[negativepeanuthoarder]

Our Cracked Heart Begins To Reform

Chapter Six

cDrunz + cSapnap (and this chapter also has platonic rivals and platonic endersmile)

13.1k words

Teen and Up Audiences

No archive warnings apply :)

Sapnap sighs and nods, looking back at his book and quill. Yes, he'll leave everything alone, just like he always does. He's good at leaving things alone, thank you very much, he hasn't ruined or killed anything in days, and he isn't planning on it anytime soon.

He knows, deep down, that his poor mood is just cabin fever, but goddamnit, he just wants to feel like an asshole for a little bit.

Due to a recent round of AI scraping on AO3 you unfortunately need to be logged in to read the fic :(

Reblogs are ALWAYS appreciated even if you don't read the fic! :D

[coffeeshib]

Hi! I’ve recently visited your page again, after a longer tumblr break and saw your posts about people’s comments on your fics. It made me both sad and angry. Sad because they’ve managed to take away your joy for writing Supercorp and angry that people feel like they can type out any hurtful thought that goes through their head, for a thing that is absolutely free and made with so much passion and care. 😒🤬

For what it’s worth, I always loved the way you write both of them. AND the fact that you don’t ignore Kara’s trauma and struggles. “i’m spilling all my words (but you keep 'em to yourself)” will forever be one of my favorites. Thank you for the hours of joy and fun you have given us! I hope you know that for every entitled commenter there are ten times more people who love your works! 🫵🏻🤘🏻

ahh thank you so much, i appreciate this. i have to say, sc still has me by the neck, i do plan to finish that fic & maybe write some more but it won't be anytime soon. i had hoped that the fandom would calm down with the kara hate after the show ended but i was wrong, it still hasn't changed.

when you've been writing for sc for so long, the frustration builds up, & there have been many times where i felt like i needed to (& did) restrict myself when writing them. it stops being enjoyable when people are constantly calling kara 'stupid' & insult her in many different ways for not being the happy sunshine kara danvers who takes care of lena all the time.

personally i love reading & writing the reverse situation (lena who's being the patient loving one & also the shoulder for kara to lean on) because the show didn't give us enough of that. unfortunately, people don't respond well whenever kara is struggling with her issues & lena isn't the one who's being comforted.

i write what i like & that's what i'm always going to do, but this build up of frustration over the past years & always anticipating kara hate every fic/chapter killed the joy a lot.

i've seen some authors speak about this too & it's genuinely sad to see! people can like & dislike whatever but it's important to note that there are readers out there who don't realize that their personal feelings against kara also affect authors & their love for writing supercorp

[goldkirk]

as I'm going back over my past history and items and journals and years, I come across all sorts of things, like the pencil I saved from that so-precious memory from second grade, and a pair of flip flops I've been missing for two years, and [checks notes] the modern-high-school-AU-kidnapped-by-a-serial-killer story I wrote in late high school jdfsjdfsjkjlksfd

[lunarian-anarchist]

Alright I’m gonna need to fast forward to next week so I can stop hearing about all this “GEGE IS SUPPORTING INCEST” from the jjk fandom.

Y’all forgetting Megumi and tsumiki ain’t even related lol.  Not to mention not in control of their bodies...

[gibles-lovely-selfships]

Starting over R.ing F.it A.dventure again. For like the seventh time

(I have this rule with this game that I have to beat it all in "one go": aka if I take any long breaks, I gotta start over because the exercises would probably be too brutal for just-coming-back-to-it me at that point)

Doing exercise for my stupid physical (and probably mental) health [ref]

[showyoumyfavoriteobsession]

Roughly once every four years I ponder the alternate timeline where I didn't get scared and quit college rugby after a single practice

[chloelouygo]

So I didn't ever want to be "that person" who makes a post like this, but I just wanted to say I'm going offline for a bit to go touch some grass. So many of you are people I would genuinely call my friends, and I feel I owe you some explanation rather than just leaving you hanging. A year ago, ygo and the community around it dragged me out of a really deep hole I was in, but lately I've been really struggling again and I need to step back and relearn how to be myself, and tumblr (and twitter too, though i jumped ship there a while ago) is just not a healthy place for me to do that. I want to come back, I will come back, and I'll miss being here, but right now my head is a mess and I need distance from the toxic and triggering parts of tumblr that I stoop to when things get bad in my head. I might be back in a few days or a week or just some time in the future, I guess just however long it takes for me to stop feeling like this. I'll miss the community but I don't have any enthusiasm to give for anything at all right now, not yugioh or chainsaw man or even my sweet chicken husband, and everything I see just makes me sad. I need some time to shed that bitterness to be able to bring a better version of myself back to enjoy characters, art, fics and community here. I'll miss you guys, please don't forget me while I'm gone! See ya later💜

[sleepygaymerdisease]

i made a sideblog for one of my ocs @lovelylucerna

[autistic-shaiapouf]

Fuck it, we're joyblogging now, went to the beach for a few hours and swam for the first time in literal years, walked along the shore a bunch, and now I'm gonna make Japanese curry for dinner with some vegetables I pre-chopped + some chicken, and might watch some eva while I have my curry