#ugh writers on tumblr i promise i get you

[yyawnjun]

guys, I just want to let yall know that I haven't forgotten about my hoshis smau and my piwon serieeee. I'm gonna focus on these two now (+ on the niki's fic) ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ̀ˋ

(PIWON ASKS I DIDN'T FORGET ABOUT YOU EITHER🤭)

[heartschampion]

september 30th — ethan landry

PAIRING. ethan landry x fem!reader

SUMMARY. in which you make a bet with your boyfriend, ethan, the night before the start of october. thirty-one days of sex.

CONTENT. no ghostface!au, ethan bailey is canon!!, established relationship, fluff, bantering, a little suggestive, no smut, basically a prologue chapter, no beta, not proofread.

WORD COUNT. 1.9k

previous. masterlist. next.

11:49 PM. 

It’s times like this where I find myself thinking — really thinking — deeper into life and its meaning. The closer I look, the more I start to realize how glorified life is. I follow the same routine day-in and day-out. Wake up, get ready, go to class, go home, and get ready for the same thing tomorrow. It’s like the only time I get to have a reprise is in moments late into the night, all snuggled up and ready to sleep. A sliver of freedom in a meticulously bland and boring way of life.

Not to be melodramatic or anything. Ethan often told me I have a knack for that.

The blinding light of my laptop screen hits my retinas with a harsh glare despite having set the brightness to its dimmest setting. Still, beggars can’t be choosers, so I tough it out. I scroll aimlessly through my Tumblr dashboard, skimming past posts until one catches my attention just enough for me to stop and actually read.

‘Mattheo Riddle x Reader, Niccolo Govender x Reader, Jack Ch—’

“Ugh,” a small groan sounds from beside me on the bed. With a quirk of a smile, I glance beside me at my boyfriend, Ethan Bailey, who is laid there in all his glory. He has his arm draped over his eyes, covering them from the light emitting from my laptop. For a split second, I feel bad for disturbing his sleep. Ethan lets out another groan before throwing his arm off to the side, his eyes flickering over to my figure. “Angel, can we please go to bed?”

I sigh as I hear the pleading tone of his voice and shoot him an apologetic look.

“Just a few more minutes, Eth. Promise.”

Ethan simply gives me a blank stare, not believing my words for a second. He rolls over onto his side, now fully facing me with a sulky little pout on his lips. As cute as he is, I can’t fall for his tricks and forget about the task I had assigned myself. Ethan raises his head from the pillow, craning his neck to peek at my screen. Curious, he asks, “What are you doing anyways?”

A soft smile crosses my face at his question, both amused by the innocence behind it and touched by his curiosity. I reach over to pet his messed up curls, a habit that I had developed ever since the two of us moved in together for the new semester. Immediately, Ethan melts into my touch, visibly relaxing at the contact shared between the two of us.

“Just waiting for all the October context to start being posted.”

“Why October specifically?” He asks while furrowing his brows in confusion, completely and blissfully unaware of what I was talking about at all. It was kind of cute that he didn’t know, especially considering Richie of all people ran an active and thriving blog. It was literally the worst kept secret ever. Even Quinn knew. “Something special happening?”

“Mmm, something like that…” I giggle, causing Ethan to raise his furrowed brow at me in question. Unable to keep a straight face at the overly serious expression that he’s giving me, I burst out in laughter, deciding to finally enlighten him to the world of Kinktober. After a few moments, I calm myself down, taking a few deep breaths, letting out some final snickers. On the flip side, Ethan just stares at me blankly, unamused. With a roll of my eyes, I softly scratch at his scalp, confessing the ‘dirty secret’ I had been keeping for so long. “It’s Kinktober. Y’know, when writers just shit out a bunch of written porn?”

“Kink…tober?” Ethan repeats back, his expression contorting into one of confusion. He repeats the word a few more times, looking deep in contemplation while processing the information I had just dumped on him. Without even trying to hide it, I coo at him like an owner would at their pet. Blinking, he deadpans, “So you’re up at midnight just to read porn?”

“Smut.”

“Right. Smut.” He corrects himself, but not without a dramatic show of rolling his eyes in faux annoyance. It’s now my turn to roll my eyes, removing my hand from his hair and flicking his forehead in retaliation. Immediately, Ethan swats my hand away from anywhere near his face and rubs his forehead, grumbling to himself as he gives me a proper stinkeye. In return, I simply give him a cheeky smile and stick out my tongue, albeit a bit childishly.

It doesn’t take much long though until he forgets about the whole ordeal and goes back to the topic at hand. He clicks his tongue, eyes brightening with an idea that I know could be no good and smirks at me. With a lazy drawl, he asks smugly, “Why read about sex when you have me?”

Not expecting that of all things to come out of his mouth, I’m taken by surprise. A snort escapes my lips at the suggestive implication in his words. Placing my laptop beside me, I prop myself up on my elbow and lean down to Ethan, squinting at him. “What’re you trying to say, Bailey?”

Like a predator stalking his prey, he gazes up at me, a tinge of seduction behind those innocent looking brown eyes. He eyes me with temptation, luring me in before he can swallow me whole. His larger hand stalks around my hip, caressing at my skin as he travels across its smooth surface. Suddenly, I’m pulled in, now on top of him and straddling his hips where I can feel him start to harden.

“There’s no way some dumb words could ever be better than…me.”

He’s right and we both know it, but a bigger part of me wants to challenge him on that. Maybe it’s his cockiness in his tone, or the fact that his growing boner is directly pressing against my clothed core as he grinds his hips. Either way, I raise my eyebrow, looking down at him from above. “Really, huh? Big words coming from someone who came within the first three minutes last time.”

At the reminder of the last time we had sex, his eyes widened and his face flushed in embarrassment. “That was an accident!” He vehemently exclaims, defending himself for his early ejaculation. 

If I were to be completely honest, I was kind of turned on from how easily he came from just being inside of me, not even fully engulfed. The idea was lewder than the circumstances surrounding it, but the prospect of him almost coming inside of me — Even though we were protected — was as enticing as it was terrifying.

“Besides, you know how good I can make you feel.” Ethan then attempts to wink, his eyelids not cooperating, leading to him blinking instead. Realizing that he messed up his attempt to be smooth, he shakes his head and instead smiles sheepishly.

I giggle at his silliness, brushing aside the curls near his eyes with a level of fondness I once never would have known to exist. He really was perfect for me. Pinching his cheeks, I keep poking at him and his cocky attitude. “You think you can keep up?”

“Babe, I know I can.” He states as confident as ever, a smirk playing on his face. Without another word, he starts to run his hands up my thighs, my skin prickling up at his electric touch. Reaching my hips, he starts to rub circles around my hip dips, fondling my inner thighs. I let out a deep sigh, both relaxing at his intimate touch, and tensing as his boner pokes into me. Unable to help myself, I grind my pulsating core against him, satisfying the need.

“So cute...”

I whine at his words, embarrassed at just how badly I needed him at this moment. He was the one who started it in the first place, yet I was the one here left to look like a mess instead of him. It was unfair. Continuing to grind against him, he suddenly stops his movements. I hiss out, “Eth, you annoying fuck…”

Out of nowhere, he flips the two of us around, the lower half of his body pressed against me as he looks down on me. I’m caged in his arms, each one placed beside me, trapping me as his prisoner. Ethan cocks his head to the side, an innocent look on his face. He speaks in a sickeningly sweet voice, “What’s the matter, angel?”

“You know what’s wrong.”

“Do I?” He asks, pretending to think about it.

“Eth!” I hiss, squirming underneath him. He’s so close, the only thing separating us being the clothes we have on. Never have I ever wanted to not have any on more than I do right now. I needed to feel him, all of him. Not just his warmth, but skin against skin to truly prove that he was right there with me.

Ethan lets out a chuckle, grinning at how needy I was being. I bet he really got off on that, huh? Knowing that he was in control, having me wrapped around his finger. Fuck, I needed him in me whether it was his fingers or his dick. He clicks his tongue, shaking his head at me like he was reprimanding me. “Thirty-one days, angel. You can wait a few hours.”

Just like that, Ethan shifts off of me and back to his side of the bed with a satisfied smile on his face. The sudden switch from before to now was jarring and it took me a few moments before I completely processed what just happened. I scoff, propping myself up on my elbows and looking over at him.

“Are you serious?” “Super.” The pain in the ass called my boyfriend responds, closing his eyes, ready to fall asleep.

“You’re literally cockblocking yourself!” I sputter out in disbelief. Ethan Bailey, the boy who couldn’t keep his hands off of me. The same boy who literally cried the first time we had sex — I did too. The same boy who was now laying in our bed with a rock-hard boner, yet doing nothing about it when he had the more than eager opportunity to. What a fucking idiot.

“Mmm,” he hummed, thinking over his words carefully. “I can handle it.”

I let out an overdramatic huff as I collapsed onto the bed. Looking over, I peer at Ethan’s ‘sleeping’ face. A few moments passed of me just staring at him with a blank expression before he opened one eye and looked at me with a questioning expression. “Can’t sleep, love?”

“Don’t even.” I warned, glaring at him and his feigned nonchalance.

He chuckles, and I can feel him shift in the bed. Soon, arms wrap around me and pull me into a tight embrace. My face is gently placed against Ethan’s nape where I often laid on nights like this. Without a word, I wrap my arms and legs around him like a koala with a tree, seeking any contact with him. I bury my face into his nape, taking in his cinnamon scent.

“Sorry.” Despite his words, Ethan lets out another chuckle, the vibrations of it throughout his body a soothing feeling against my tense body.

I grumble, “You’re not sorry.”

He huffs in amusement at my sulkiness, petting my hair. Pecks and kisses litter my face in a frenzy as a way of him trying to make me feel better. To his credit, it does work despite my attempts to not let it. How could I ever resist his kisses? Peering down at me, Ethan smiles softly before kissing my lips. Cinnamon chapstick and lemonade citrus.

“Happy…uh…Kinktober, angel.”

[gyuswhore]

happy new year everyone! 🤍🎉

I've been tagged endlessly in so many Tumblr wrapped posts and I appreciate you guys thinking of me as being part of your year!! i unfortunately cannot bring myself to count my fics and stats for the year so I won't be participating formally but I still wanted to make an end of year post!

2024 was a lot of everything, I wouldn't categorise it as good or bad but it was definitely a year of new beginnings! I learned a lot, from my community on Tumblr and from my actual life which I'm so immensely grateful for.

There's a lot that's going to be happening in the first quarter of 2025 on this blog and I'm sure everyone is going to have fun being involved!! I do have a couple announcements to make but those will come a little later.

my goals for 2025:

grow @camandemstudios. so much effort went into its creation and running this year and I hope we can expand as much as possible!!

work on my writing, learn from the authors I admire and write more of what I want to write!

work on my art! I definitely want to open an online shop and it's been on my list for YEARS,,,2025 is gonna be the year guys I promise. but before that I need to actually make more pieces!!

read more!!!!! I bought a kindle recently and I hope it'll push me to restart my reading phase, and I really want to start reading fics on here a lot more too!

stay kind, stay positive, and keep this blog as somewhere everyone can lodge themselves!!

I cannot possibly tag all of the people that made my year but I promise, if we interacted in any capacity, you've become someone I cherish. This isn't an exaggeration, I really do appreciate every single like, reblog and reply, every message in my inbox and my dms, to every other writer that I've spoken to this year, you guys are champs!!

To @highvern, my heart and soul; to @the-boy-meets-evil, my ride or die; to @toruro, my first real friend on here and someone who I think has become a friend for life; to @wqnwoos a newer blossom that makes me wonder why we haven't been friends for longer, and someone I hope to grow closer to; to @amourcheol another new one but someone who's so incredibly easy to talk to and I hope to become closer to in the coming year; to @etherealyoungk, for being the kindest sweetest most pure soul; to @miniseokminnies @ugh-yoongi @bitchlessdino @haologram @multi-kpop-fanfics @seungkw1 @tomodachiii @fairyhaos @fxstpace @wongyuseokie and just the entire cam & em studios server, thank you for being my friends no matter how often or sparingly we talk, I appreciate you and I really hope we can all get a little closer in the new year!!! 🤍

[ecoeclipselion]

So… I can see why everyone is upset at Moon now. I had just woke up afterall and laid in bed browsing Tumblr before getting up to watch YouTube lmao

But finally watched the newest episode from the Sun and Moon Show and… Wtf..? Moon! MOON! You say you’re not good with Emotions but you dealt with them before my man!

July 16th when the truth came out about Dazzle. You were perfect and on top of that Comfort for Sun!

When Dazzle and Jack said their Goodbyes to Neptor you were good there too as support!

What happened to the Moon that gave Sun his Support and Comfort?! My man you did it before! You done it multiple times! Why is this one so difficult? Sun was just forced to make a choice. Sun killed Nexus and your immediate response is “I gotta go find so-so!” Dude that fucking shit can wait. ):<

Ugh… Not too happy on Lunar and Monty either. Like as soon as they found out the news… No I will give Monty a slight past. He figured it be best to give Sun some space but still the fact neither of these two don’t even bothered to check on Sun or to call out on Moon’s Bad Habits til AFTER he leaves! Ugh…

Solar my man you are a savior even though we didn’t get to see the comfort (hope that is tomorrow episode or the day after since they’re playing games again) I hope we get to see the much needed comfort that Sun needs. Cause my god. Dude just lost a Brother and Brother he was forced to make a choice in killing or watch his other family members die. Sun is having it rough…

And speaking of Sun. This is many reasons why I can relate to him… And this one struck home for me… Cause I was in a situation not like Sun’s but in a emotional state where my entire family including my Sister ignored me to cry alone. It took friends ON THE INTERNET to talk to me and offer the much needed Comfort I needed after having my 21yr old Chihuahua passed away in my arms.

God. I will say now. Either I will be adding this LATER in my Dimensional Mishap story where Sun will take a Vaccay to the other Dimension where that Sun and Moon will offer up the much needed comfort he needs. Or I may write a one off chapter. Idk. What I was doing for a Halloween Special and that’s what kicked in my Writer’s Block as I was writing two things at once— But either way. Sun needs a hug. He needs comfort and I am thankful that Solar stepped up to check on Sun and offer that comfort and support that Sun very much needed.

We need the whacking stick to whack some sense into Moon’s thick head. Cause if he goes back to his old ways there is no doubt that Sun will distant himself seeing the promises shattering away and the poor guy doubting his choice later on down the road.

…

I am done with my Ramble/Rant—

[atinyniki]

MY MOOTIES !!

(in no specific order i love all of you i promise)

@sona1800: literally my long lost twin 🥺 you mean everything to me bby 🫶 i love talking to you and spending time with you bc you’ve helped me so much in the past month you have no idea… so grateful for you love 💕

@skzoologist: you are actually so perfect i will cry bc it’s hard to believe someone as amazing as you actually exists 😭 (your accent actually has me in a chokehold)

@writingforstraykids: i love talking to you so much you actually make me so happy and AUGHHH I LOVE YOU NAT WEUIGFYU 💕💕💕

@yangbbokari: MUMUUUU OH MY GOD I ACTUALLY LOVE YOU SO MUCH YOURE SO AMAZING AND SO SO TALENTED >.<

@jinnie-ret: you're literally so cute and tiny (even tho youre older than me) and youre so perfect and OMG i love you <3

@cheesemonky: OMG LEISEL I LOVE YOU SO MUCH (even tho youre old) YOURE ACTUALLY SUCH A CUTIE PIE AND UGH YOUR ACCENT IS EVERYTHNNG I LIVE FOR 😍

@cinnamostar: i still remember the first time we interacted and how i literally exploded when i read your league of legends felix fic (still not over that) thank you for showing me how to use discord youre literally an angel 🥰

@hearts4leeknow: RIN RIN RIN YOU CUTIE OH MY GOSH YOU ARE SUCH AN AMAZING AND TALENTED AND PERFECT WRITER YOU HAVE MY HEART AND YOUR ANGST OH MY GOSH 🤭

@miuracha: miu... MIU... WHEN I TELL YOU IVE BEEN LISTENING TO YOUR AUDIOS AND READING YOUR FICS FOR MONTHS IM NOT EVEN JOKING I THINK I ACTUALLY DIED WHEN YOU FOLLOWED ME BACK (i was so excited you have no idea...) 😱

@arafilez: us becoming moots was actually something i didnt expect at all bc i didnt expect you to notice me BUT YOU DID bc your acc died (still mad abt that btw) AND IM LITERALLY SO HAPPY WE INTERACT NOW 😊

@oddinarylani: we dont interact much on tumblr but you have no idea how many times ive gone back to your page to read your angst... always gives me a good cry omfg. love you bby 🥺

@xpeachesncream: your drunk texting series has me on my KNEEEES lord it was so good ily sm <3 🤭

@mnwrld: i remember seeing you first following me one day and i literally binged every single one of your fics... THEY ARE ACTUALLY SO YUM I CANT (you write single parents so accurately too?!) 🤯

@hanstarrs: ive actually yet to talk with you but you are SUCH a big inspo to me. reading your works always gets me so giggly and AUGH youre amazing 😩

@2miniverses: i... i- YOUR SUB!SEUNGMIN DRABBLE?! OH LORD HAVE MERCY PLEASE I ACTUALLY COULD NOT BREATHE AFTER THAT 🫣

@vixialuvs: OMOGMOGMOOMGOM YOUR SMUT PLEASE YOURE ACTUALLY SO AMAZNIG AT WRITING IT AND YOUR BEOMGYU FIC IS WRITTEN IN SUCH A PERFECT WAY ITS ACTUALLY ADDICTING 🫠

@slvt4felix: i recently read your little hyunjin meet-cute fic and let me tell you... its actually PHENOMENAL like i love it so much you have NO IDEA AUGHHH 🤗

@chqnverse: even tho we dont interact much on tumblr i LOVE your fics especially the angst 🤭

@wegc: DO I EVEN HAVE TO EXPLAIN HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU??? I THINK ABOUT YOUR POSTS ON THE DAILY. MWWWAH YOURE DOING GODS WORK 🫶💕

@michelle4eve: as im writing this it has literally been a couple of hours since we became moots and i can see you liking all my posts youre such a sweetheart ily 🥺

@gayforfelix: im actually not sure if you write bc ive never seen your fics but ive seen you interact with my blog and you are just soooo cute ily bby <3

@hyewka: i... i- GOD I FEEL LIKE IM GONNA PASS OUT EVERY TIME I TAKE A LOOK AT YOUR BLOG BC I READ THE SUB!HYBRID PUPPY GYU THOUGHT LIKE EVERY WEEK OH LORD 😩

@bangchansgirlsblog: your ANGST i cant BREATHE its actually PERFECT in EVERY WHICH WAY and reading it gets me in such a sad mood and so motivated to write angst again (thats a compliment btw) 😊

@maximumkillshot: you are actually such a cutie pie, and though i only read your kpop fics throughout your blog, they are SO SO SO good and im so glad i stumbled upon your page that one day ilysm <3

@linos-kitten: your smut... your FLUFF... YOUR ANGST?! GOD YOU ARE SUCH A TALENTED WRITER IM ACTUALLY ON MY KNEES JESUS CHRIST 🧎‍♀️

@ivyisnotokay: idk if you write fics bc ive never seen them before (sorry) BUT I LITERALLY SEE YOUR REBLOGS ALL THE TIME AND OH GOD YOU ARE SOOOOOO SWEET ILY DARLING <3

@babybreadddd: ive only ever seen one of your fics (i dont remember seeing any more on your masterlist) and let me tell you... i am already HOOKED !!! ily so much bby keep up the amazing work 🥺

@astraysimp: YOUR FICS ARE SO CUTTTTTTTTE LIKE THEY ACTUALLY MAKE MY HEART FLUTTER I CANT EVEN DEAL WITH THE FLUFF YOU WRITE ITS TOO ADORABLE 🫠

@leaneverleaves2: i think ive only read your ditto fic but oh my god its so cute and comforting :((( youre such a talented writer my love <3

@skzstannie: your angst... YOUR ANGST?! HOLY FUCK NUTS ITS SO AMAZING AND IT MAKES ME WANT TO BAWL MY EYES OUT (thats such a big compliment btw dw) 😭

@noyurcapri: i think youre actually one of my first moots ever and i love you so much bc youre always interacting and supporting me <3 I LOVE YOUUU MWAH >//<

@laylasbunbunny: OH MY GOSHHH I LITERALLY SEE YOU REBLOGGING EVERYTHING AND I REMEMBER OUR FIRST INTERACTION WHEN YOU ASKED FOR A PT 3 OF THE FELIX FIC ILY SO MUCHHHH <3

@youfoundme-not: oh my gosh... i could literally never forget you. i remember when you just sent general feedback in my inbox and i literally started SOBBING bc it was the first thing ive ever gotten there. i love you baby <3 💕

@number1jeonginstan: idk how to explain it but your fluff is SO FLUFFY and its like in the most adorable way its so sweet like candy and OMGGGGG MWAH <3 🥺

@chansdoll: your hard thoughts... ouhhh baby let me tell you... you have SUCH an amazing mind and SUCH an amazing way of writing it out I LOVE YOUR WORKS 🫣

@jazziwritesthings: OMG YOU LITTLE CUTIE I LOVE YOU JAZZI ESPECIALLY YOUR 'missing you' FIC OH LORRDDDD 🫠

@linocvp1d: idk if youre a writer but i literally always see you interacting with peoples posts and it has me so giggly bc youre SO SUPPORTIVE AUGHHH ILY <3

@gyustarzzi: bby i love your little ateez headcannons theyre SOOOOOOO cute and your blog is so aesthetic and adorable too?! i cant w you youre so cutie pie omg... 🫶

@cutieleeknow: OH MY GOD THE ‘how they announce your pregnancy’ SERIES WAS LITERALLY SO CUTE YOURE SO AMAZING AND ILY

@viviworkshere: i know you’re like a new writer and all but i CANNOT get over the seungmin fic you wrote… cried to it this morning and probably will continue to cry over it every time i read it 🥺

@soullostinspaceandtime: don’t know much about you (hopefully we can get to know each other) but all ik is that you ATE w those tags. as you should 😌

@vanillacupcakefrosting: i think we literally only started talking recently but im soooo glad to be moots! i can wait to start talking to you more :))) you seem so sweet and AUGH 🥺💕

lmk if i missed any of you <3 love all of you so so sooooooo much :))

[swanimagines]

AN UPDATE ON MY POSTING SCHEDULE

I have written 7 pieces so far, but I decided to publish only 5 of them during this month (like I originally promised and said "maybe more" without promising) because I also decided that starting from January 3rd 2025, I will be posting once a week, every Friday at 4pm EET. And to kick that off, I put those 2 extra pieces to publish on 3rd and 10th.

Also another change:

AO3 is my primary posting place and it gets an "exclusive pre-access" from now on with my fics as it's the only site that doesn't have a schedule function. To put it simply, it means that fics will be published there before any other platforms, usually a few days beforehand.

Tumblr is my secondary publishing place, so fics come here second in line.

Wattpad is my third posting place, and the schedule system is unfortunately botched when I have so many books. I get it that it's not meant to be able to manage dozens of books at once, but yeah, unfortunately it also means the fics will come there much much later and really randomly because I got so messed up with schedules, please don't eat me for that if you prefer reading in Wattpad.

Through Christmas time, my "special" fics will be published in Tumblr on these days:

Today, 11th of December: Regina Mills, gn reader (you try to have a normal date but something always interrupts)

Next Tuesday, 17th of December: Morpheus/Dream of the Endless, fem reader (he stands you up on your 4000th anniversary because of Calliope's imprisonment)

20th of December: Kurt Wagner + Warren Worthington III, gn reader (they both have a crush on you and have a verbal fight over you)

23th of December: a Christmas special fic with Pin Hawthorne, fem reader (everyone thinks he likes Zoe and is going to ask her to Mistletoe Ball, which makes reader jealous but also insecure of herself)

26th of December: Kaz Brekker, gn reader (Prompt A6. “Ugh, people are so weird.”)

After New Years, these fics have been queued:

3rd of January: Jaskier, gn reader (you think he has feelings for Yennefer because the two have befriended)

10th of January: Luke Patterson based on "Where Do Broken Hearts Go" from One Direction, gn reader

A word of warning that it's pretty angsty/bittersweet. My next JATP piece will be fluffier, promise!

I have no active wips going on right now but I'll start working on the next one soon (which will come out on 17th of January), I'll try to write as many as I can before Sunday because after that I may not be able to write much (or not being able to finish anything) for two weeks as I'll be at my mum's and my laptop is over 4 years old so its battery is half-dead.

Also a little note about my posting pace because I know some of you may think it's too slow: this may or may not be temporary. It depends on how much I'll be able to write and within what timeframe. If my queue has fics for the next 5 weeks, I won't have to stress about being late on the schedule because I'm trying to get myself back to writing regularly after a long slough because I finally have motivation again, even when I'm kinda struggling with writing and constantly change up words, write sentences again, erase, write the original one, erase, write the second one, erase, erase the whole paragraph, altering the scene. I KNOW most writers have this exact same problem but it wasn't my problem earlier, my writer friends have always admired me for that, how I've been able to write good text with minimal editing and now editing takes twice as long as writing 😅

But yeah there will be times when I can't bring myself to write because of one reason or another, especially when it's likely that after I come back from London in March, I will be pretty convention-depressed and may not have much motivation to write, and it would be nice to have time to readjust by having my queue safe and I won't have to "stress" about writing immediately. I know that all my non-toxic readers understand that me writing for free means this isn't a responsibility and I can do this as much or as little as I want, but it brings me peace when I know there's fics coming up and I have schedule that's on a sturdy ground. I'm still regretting how I ended up spamming all my 2022 autumn-2024 January fics here in February because of that one angry ask about wanting to see new stuff instead of fics they've already read, that I'm clogging their dash with my old stuff and then my resolution was just spam them all at once so it will drown under all the other posts soon enough, a genius plan endeed... (sarcasm). A lot of people blocked me that day, so won't be doing that ever again 😅

Though, depending on how much I'll be able to write before the con, I may schedule a few extra fics for that week 👍🏻 (3rd of March-10th of March) But again, not promising anything until I can be certain I can handle it.

[thewriteadviceforwriters]

Flash Fiction Fridays Winner - The Write Right Society

The Forgotten Locket by @darkeneddiary

Here is the submission from:

@darkeneddiary

🥇 First Place Winner

Memories are vicious things; the more you run from them, the more they chase you. They become even more heartwrenchingly crucial when they are the memories of your family. One day or another, we all stumble back into the darkness we tried to escape. So will she.

Standing in front of her family mansion, Tina's thoughts raced, burning her soul with all the memories she wished to forget. It was both tormenting and oddly nostalgic to be back. She never imagined returning to the heart of her most hated memories, but fate has its cruel ways.

Until last month, she was living her best life in Paris. Now, back in Mumbai, she had received a parcel declaring she was the sole heir to her grandparents' wealth.

Taking a deep breath, she walked towards the main door, her hands filled with bags. "I just want to get this over with so I can leave. Ugh, I hate it here," she muttered.

The guard came running towards her. "I—I’m sorry. I wa—was here. I promise. I just wanted to use the washroom tha—" he stammered, but she cut him off.

"Save it," she said loudly. "I don't care."

She motioned for him to open the gate, which he did. As she stepped inside, the mansion’s oppressive presence was as she remembered, like it was breathing and calling her in. She took a ragged breath and continued walking, the guard following.

Inside, her chest tightened. Dust hung heavy in the air, tickling her nose and throat. The mansion was dark, with only a sliver of light from an open window. The guard flicked on the light, blinding her momentarily. When she could see again, she told him, "I'll handle it from here," and headed for the staircase.

Alone, Tina climbed the creaking staircase, each step echoing through the silent halls. She was headed to her grandmother’s room, a place she hadn't seen since childhood. The door stood ajar, revealing darkness within.

Pushing it open, the door groaned. The room was frozen in time: old furniture draped in sheets, a four-poster bed, and a tarnished vanity. The air was thick with the musty smell of dust and a faint lavender scent from her grandmother’s old perfume.

As Tina walked through the room, her footsteps muffled by the carpet, she spotted a small box partially hidden behind a stack of old books on the vanity. Her fingers trembling, she reached for it. The box opened with a creak, revealing a delicate locket wrapped in faded tissue paper. Tina’s breath caught. It was the same locket she had lost at seven, on that dreadful day by the lake with her friend Mia.

The memory came rushing back with horrifying clarity. Mia had slipped on the algae-slick rocks and plunged into the murky water. Tina had scrambled to help, but the lake had swallowed Mia, dragging her under. In the chaos, Tina had lost the locket. The memory of Mia’s panicked screams haunted her dreams.

Finding the locket now seemed both unreal and sinister. Its familiar design brought a wave of grief and guilt. Tears brimmed in Tina’s eyes as she clutched the locket, a bitter reminder of a past she could never escape.

Hey fellow writers! I'm super excited to share that I've launched a Tumblr community. I'm inviting all of you to join my community. All you have to do is fill out this Google form, and I'll personally send you an invitation to join the Write Right Society on Tumblr! Can't wait to see your posts!

[mrsmangi]

hi my love!! that's really good to hear :))) your heart is def thankful that ur taking time to urself hehe <33 omg thank u for asking!! i feel so seen and heard :(( my first day of school was good surprisingly!! i hugged a lot of my friends today :)) i missed them a lot!! mrsmangi forgive me !! ive been sending q and as to my favorite writers on here and i just realized i havent sent one to you yet!! ugh im so sorry my memory gets so bad sometimes and im such a scatterbrain.. here's the q and a to help get ur mind off things possibly and this is also a warrant to yap hehe i love hearing about ur lives and passions outside of tumblr !! truly <33 ur an amazing writer !! are u in college rn if so what are ur majors if ur comfortable with sharing!! <3 im in hs right now and i dont know what i want to be yet so lately ive been asking certain people i look up to about their passions and general journey in finding what they wanted to do in life hehe id love to hear urs!! i love this blog sm!! im wondering if u want to pursue a job in writing in the future maybe? i want to be a journalist personally!! =) i love this blog a lot and im sending you a LOTTTT of love i hope u get overwhelmed by it you're an amazing soul with an amazing heart and no HUMAN i repeat NO HUMAN goes along their day without thinking of u fondly as fondly as i think of u!! i look up to u a lot <3 i love u so much!!

aww, hi, lovebug! no worries at all, you're under no obligation of any kind to send asks, but thank you for always making me smile when i see you in here! you have the purest heart & i am in awe of you for being able to be so soft and kind<3

thank you for the q&a. it makes me feel special that someone as sweet as you is interested in getting to know me. yes, i am in uni right now. i'm a psychology major, currently studying to pursue my ba, ma, and (hopefully) PhD. a long road ahead with lots of work to do, but i hope to become a therapist!

that's okay, m. high school is rly just a melting pot of people trying to figure out who they want to be, depending on your year, u probably have a lot of time to give it some thought- but even if you don't, i promise once you get out, the doors of opportunity will open for you even further! 💕 journalism is a great thing to pursue. i know with your kind heart, you'd be capable of voicing change in the media industry & i'm rooting for you!! <3

[yotogibanashi]

What a normal day.

Heya! I'm Yotogibanashi, just another rookie in Tumblr. I don't know what to do with my own blog and I suppose I probably considered to create my own writings like other writers you can find around Tumblr.

I'm not really sure, though. But I admit that I'm a lazy person and only interested in games nor anime I found interesting (my taste not really that impressive). I'm not really knowledgeable about everything I like is what made me thinking about if it's really possible for me to be a writer—I'm not really good at words nor expert at it to put in my potential future writings.

Yeah, sure. I could've just search any guidance and tips on the search tab nor learning about those fiction characters more deeply instead of doing it recklessly. Then again—I was lazy. I do aware my laziness won't get me anywhere, alright (don't lecture me, I get it)?

Enough of that! Putting my indolence aside—how's your day? Lovely? Tolerable? Or otherwise? Mine is rather tolerable despite it being not the end of the day yet from here and just another ordinary morning. Doing chores and not completely lazy or else I need to prepared for any impending wrath I always have to face.

If you're interested, you can message me! I can't promise to reply as soon as possible, but I don't mind you chatting with me for mere greetings or yapping (reminder, don't expect me knowledge everything's going on around the world).

What games I enjoyed? Well, mostly created by HoYoverse. Especially Honkai Impact 3rd—my first game I've taken interest in for several years ago until today. Yet, I'm still didn't own much valkyries nor obtain majority of them (including their signature weapon and stigmata) because how inactive I was being.

I would love to be more active and play everyday even if it's a mere, doing daily log in tasks (for crystals sake). Unfortunately, I couldn't afford to do so because the device I use is not suitable enough for games which is lagging often and disrupting my fun time. Ugh... I really need to save money (patiently) to bought suitable device to play all games at once.

I also do play Genshin Impact and Zenless Zone Zero. Honkai: Star Rail? Nope. Not when now I only could play one game inside that used device to less the burden it carries (even though I would love to play it considering it was a continuation to Honkai Impact 3rd).

For anime... I mostly liked actions, mystery, thriller, fantasy and any kind of history fiction nor science fiction. Romance is not my thing—but I do watch them. Depends the synopsis and I'll decided to watch or not through the synopsis but sometimes anime clips nor trailer also enough to draw my attention if it managed to intrigued me enough. As long the romance was tolerable enough that is. I don't really fond of harem kind of thing, however. Especially if it were male surrounded by females after the same male (I admit I few times watched it only to realize rather too late. But not really hate them completely and instead curious about it).

While I don't like it, but if you did, please continue and pay me no mind. I support you guys preferences and I'm not here to judge other than stating what I'm not fond of to prevent any of you brought it up—in case you decided to chat me about it.

D.Gray-man (I wish I could find anywhere to watch the D.Gray-man Hallow because I unable to watch it), Wandering Witch, A Certain Scientific Railgun, My Master Has No Tail and few others anime I've watched (lazy to placed further details). The latest anime I've watched is How I Attended an All-Guy's Mixer.

The anime deserved season two in my opinion. It was different from the typical romance anime you've watching (in my opinion). In romance, I often prefers the stereotypes where females cross dressing convincingly while the others didn't aware of it—that kind of plot twist is hilarious to me.

Ah, almost forgot! I also liked musical fiction and slice of life genre. For example; BanG Dream! My favourite characters and band between the the girls would be Ichigaya Arisa from a band named Poppin'Party which is the band is my favourite. I also do play BanG Dream! Girls Band Party! But also inactive due to the same problem—my phone wasn't spacious enough to play it.

I guess that's all for my first blog. Wow, I'm aware I can yapping but not this long as far as I can remember (I don't really know). Again, if you're interested, you can message me whether you want to yapping, converse normally with me or have any questions (excluded any personal questions thrown at me).

Postscript: I was typing my very first blog from nine o'clock above to ten three eight.

[petersnose]

another snzfic! Enjoyyyy

HAIIIIIII!!!! I havent written in such a long time here, not inactive! just been busy, hope that this will be worth the wait, writing this loosely based on a prompt I found on tumblr that apparently cured my writers block, basically peter gets back from a mission, clealy sick but refuses to admot it (I'm writing this before I write the actual piece so we'll see how it goes together!) Okay!!! talk to ya at the end!! MWAH

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Peters POV:

"urgh" I moaned, near unconsious in my seat on the Quinjet managing to avoid the usual looks from the others - we were nearly back home from our most recent mission, something about acidic, like.. people? I didn't really have the energy to  think about it too hard, I thought to myself as I nestled my head into my seatbelt in an attempt to fall asleep for the rest of the two hour flight. (at that point the 'rest' was actually only about 10 minutes, but - in my defense - that seemed like an eternity at the time!) as I slowly... drifted... off.

"Pete! Peter!" "huh?" I exhaled in a furious attempt to figure out what was going on - I could definitely hear a voice, but I couldn't quite place where it was coming from. "C'mon kid, we're here" Tony states "Hey? you okay underoos? you don't look so hot" I heard him mumble, sending me into a adreniline-fuled panic - I couldn't let anyone know I wasn't feeling well.. I mean.. they would take away my suit! then who's going to protect the city? what? is iron man going to come down on petty theives? exactly. Jumping up from my seat, I yelped "Yup! sorry.. just a little tired" I was shocked by my voice, it had only been like 4 hours MAX since the last time I had spoken.. and  sure my throat hurt.. but it didn't SOUND like this - god! I could feel my cheeks go bright red with embarrasment "Yeah.. you don't sound do great buddy.. you sure you're okay?" Tony questioned "Yeah, I'm fine.. I promise." I stated, sounding slightly nasally "Alright.. why don't we get you inside for a nap?" Tony stated, placing his arm around the back of my neck and unbuckling my seatbelt, helping me up and forcing me into taking a deep breathe - much to my despair "T-Ton- Tony.. I - hu - I th-think - hu - I'm gonna..." I managed to get out between hitches as a tickle in the back of my head made its way to the front of my nose "Whats up kiddo?" Tony questioned, but all I had time for was to push him off me to avoid the inevitable becoming even worse.

"Hu-huh -- haAXCTYooo - EXSHOO - HUH-AXTCHOOOO" a breif sense of releif washed over me, then realising what I had just done - looking down at my shirt and open palm, which were both now glistening from the shere amount of liquid that I had just expelled. "Oh God Kid" Tony muttered, placing a hand over my forehead "Well you don't feel warm" He stated, clearly puzzled "Well yeag duh? I told you BI'm bot sigk" I said, sounding increadibly congested "You woub'nt habben to av' a dissue? woulb you?" I questioned, only receiving a head shake in response.

-2HR time jump- (3rd person)

*knock knock*  "Hey kiddo.." Tony stated as he cautiously entered the room "how's my 'not sick' spider" he giggles only getting a side eye from Peter, brushing him off "I'mb n-n-not -huh- si- huh.. hih" Peter attempted between hitches. Tony, getting the memo, grabbed 3 of the pillowy soft tissues from the box sitting on his dresser and rushing to his sons bedside and holding them under his nose "HA- haAXCHEWWW - HAAXCHYEW - AXTCHOO.. SNFFFFF...huh-h-h-h HAAAAAAXCHEYEW... ugh" Peter groaned as he agressed a long, wet, sniffle, looking up from the pile of (now soaking) tissues in his Father's hands, completely mortified "Done?" Tony asks, his response being a weak nod "Bless You Buddy" "MMMmmgh" Peter responds - seemingly about to start speaking - but he hesitates, rolling back over onto his side "Okay, Fair enough" Tony chuckles "But I didn't come in here for no reason" he states, rummaging in his back left pocket "Aha!" he pulls out a packet of pill-formed nyquil "I'mb bot" Peter lets up a wt sniffle "Sigk" he manages out, before collapsing back onto his bed from his sitting position "Yeah.. okay" Tony says sarcastically , letting out a slight giggle "Tell you what, if you take 2 of these" Tony proposes, shaking the box of pills "I will... leave you alone and.. um.. stop saying that you're sick.. yeah?" he states hopefully "Finebbbbb - if it'll get you to shut ub" Peter whines, grasping the pills from Tony, falling asleep soon there after.

-1HR time jump- (3rd person)

Tony, Steve, Natasha, Bucky, and Sam were all sitting out in the main living room in the tower, conversing normally, minus Tony - who was visibly concerned "Tony, are you okay?" Steve asked, a worried note flickering in his tone "He's fine, I'm sure- would you like for me to go check on him?" "Would you?" Tony says hopefully, looking up for the first time in about 40 minutes "Of Course I will" Steve states, smiling back at his friend and leaving to walk down the hall to the elevator "Spiderman Floor, Please FRI"

*ding!* as the elevator arrives on the 6th floor of the tower, all that steve can hear is loud sniffling and the occasional loud sneeze "Pete?" Steve states, hunting for the spider-baby "H-h-huh... hyeah?" he mutters out "Where are you buddy?" "my roomb" "coming!" steve exclaims loudly.

"HA..ha..HA.. oh.. ha-AXYEEUEW - EXCHEOOOO - TSS-PXTYUUU" Peter sneezes loudly, into his cupped palm, having not been able to grab his usual wad of tissues in time, Steve walks in, coming across the scene - Peter is sitting upright in his bed, nostrils red, raw and twitching, with snot dripping everywhere (all over his face and hands) "Hey uh.. You okay bud? I heard you out there - big ones huh? sounded like it hurt" Steve says sympathetically, pulling out several tissues from the box and passing them over "you sure you're not sick?"

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THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING!! I love yall so much and i hope you enjoyed! also what i said at the start - inaccurate - but its 3am and i still have to upload (yayyy) so i cbf doing it. kk! until next time!!

[pseudowho]

hihi haitch, i’m the anon who asked about studying your writing style …four days ago now? 🖤

writing was going good, a little over 2k words, and i had to stop since i had work in the morning. after that, i got really nervous out of nowhere that either:

a. it wasn’t at all like haitch’s writing and i am actually a giant fraud who should have a wanted poster for even trying

b. the classic issue where its good in my head, and then! i start writing it.

am i crazy? how many times do you look over or edit what you write before you post it? are there any tips you might have or if you could simply say ‘it’s just anxiety, you’re literally fine. just write for the sake of writing.’ ugh. i feel like a wet rag in need of being rung out. backhand me across the face and shout at me to pull it together, if you would feel so inclined.

ps. about your response, i was aware as i was writing the question that you don’t own a writing style, i just didnt want to add more to an already long ask for a fairly simple question. i think it was more a respect thing, i guess? but i appreciate it greatly. that, and the tenth-of-a-percentage chance you said ‘no! only i may write like this! mwahahahha! 🪿’ very realistic anxieties, i know, thank you, i worked really hard on them.

pps. the idea of sending you my writing after it was finished initially made me, for lack of better words, want to shit my pants at the idea. i imagined if you didnt like it, and had to come to terms with the fact that, at the end of the day - and i say this with all of the love and respect and admiration i can summon - you are just another person, and ill probably be fine. so, yeah, ill try to get that in your inbox whenever it gets finished. if it does. so… i hope you weren’t expecting it soon! god, im not even to the good stuff (🌶️) yet.

thank you for your time, this is probably gibberish, my anxiety is usually much more well-behaved i swear. ok, i hope you are doing well, i will try not to send another ask until its done. bye now! 🖤

When I said I don't own a writing style, I didn't mean it in a dismissive way-- really, it was a self-deprecating, encouraging way. I really promise you, I'm absolutely fine with this, flattered even.

a) it's okay if it's not an exact style imitation. In fact, it's better-- your own character will come through in it.

b) I proofread once, then post. I don't 'edit' really. I wrote directly into Tumblr drafts.

My writing is straight off the cuff and most of the time I have a couple of solid plot points planned, and everything else occurs spontaneously around it. I am aware I don't write like many other writers. Trying to copy my writing process as well will likely prove to be unfruitful, because I've become aware in the past year on here that my writing style is something of an oddity.

I also really am just another person. I also find it distinctly strange that so many people message me for writing advice when I've only been writing for a year myself! I feel bad, because I know how I write...but I don't feel particularly qualified to tell other people how to write.

Send me as many Asks as you like, genuinely.

Don't hyperfocus on copying my style. I assure you, I didn't know I had a style. I just write. Most of the time I can't remember exactly what I wrote. I just...write.

You have to allow a natural flow to develop, or your writing will feel clunky. If it starts to flow, and you're not even looking at my work...GOOD! Let that flow happen. Don't stop to go "AAHHHH! WHAT IF IT ISN'T LIKE HAITCH'S WRITING?!" because that's a fool's errand.

I believe in you, Anon!!

Love,

-- Haitch xxx

[tired-biscuit]

I love you and your blog and the way you write, I am too chicken to come off on anon but your posts always have me either cracking up or wanting to scream in the best way possible.

Truly you make tumblr a better place and I’m glad to have followed you and the fact that you share your writing with us means we’re all lucky to read your masterpieces, I’m not good with compliments because I sound strange lol

But seriously you are one of the best writers on this platform and one of my favorite blogs too, I really enjoy the way you write and are able to bring the vision to live.

Anyway have a good day/evening and get some rest ❤️

please excuse me while i step into a corner and ugly cry for literal ages.

OH MY GOD, you are the sweetest and kindest little anon!! thank you so, so, SO much for sending me such an endearing message; i will literally fucking sob cos of it????? i’m so emotional and smiley and just UGH…….. i showed ur ask to my bf and he started to laugh cos i was literally obsessing over it while vacuuming the apartment, probs looking like an unhinged woman while at it. i was all over the place, nearly bouncing off the walls istg!!!!

i love you and i wish i could give you the tightest hug ever (if you like hugs ofc) so that i can swing you from side to side for all eternity or at least until you get a little bit woozy ahdhdhdhd <3

and ofc, you can always count on yours truly; creamy biscuit promises to write all about your favourite’s 2D cock being milked dry to the very last drop!!!!!! 🫡 this has gives me loads of motivation!!!!!

HOPE YOU HAVE THE BEST DAY/NIGHT AS WELL!!

[sarah-dipitous]

Hellsite Nostalgia Tour 2023 Day 63

No Rest For the Wicked/The Shakespeare Code

"No Rest For the Wicked"

Would I Survive the First Five Minutes??: It was recap and Sam promising Dean he's not gonna go to hell :/

Dean is making saving him so fucking difficult. I mean, he's not WRONG about the dangers of both of them going after Lilith, but still.

Sam...summoning Ruby was one of the no-no's.

I want to apologize first to everyone who voted "No" to me listening to Carry On Wayward Son over and over on finale days. You guys were right. This will not stop me from listening to only that song on finale days. I meant to watch Doctor Who on my lunch, but ended up scrolling tumblr while that played for a whole hour.

Dean is making saving him so fucking difficult. I mean, he's not WRONG about the dangers of both of them going after Lilith, but still.

Sam...summoning Ruby was one of the no-no's.

I didn't expect a knock down, drag out fight between Dean and Ruby...but god damn. That was pretty fucking brilliant of him, steal the knife and lure her into the devil's trap

Omg, this little girl playing Lilith is both adorable and terrifying. She has all the sweetness of the best behaved child yet the front of her dress and her hands are absolutely drenched in blood. Amazing.

I love how much Bobby loves these boys. He's not gonna let them off easy, but he also won't stop lookin out for them <3

No. Cuz like them singing Bon Jovi in the car shouldn't be so cute. But it's fucking PRECIOUS...til Dean thinks too hard about the lyrics

You know, all this time and it's the very first time they've gotten pulled over

It's really CONVENIENT that Dean can see demon's real faces now...

Of course it's not the little girl anymore...

Oh...oh, listening to them say goodbye without saying goodbye...I hate it. I hate it SO MUCH. Yes, even fully knowing there are TWELVE more seasons...

It's...weird that they're running from the hellhounds like IMMEDIATELY after Dean told Sam that Sam has to let him go...I mean, yeah, death by hellhound sounds and looks terrible, and Hell sure isn't gonna be fun, but, like...I dunno

Maybe you need to stop hesitating to kill demons, Sam. It wouldn't have saved Dean, but you would have at least gotten rid of Lilith.

God. I cannot WAIT for tomorrow!!!!!

"Been On My Mind...": My final contractually obligated entry. Huh. So, Sam does get a kiss from Lilith, I guess...in Ruby's body

"The Shakespeare Code"

Nooooooo, I just remembered this episode has a [fandom redacted] reference in it. I mean...we're talking about, what, 2007? So, it's understandable, but I'm really ugh about it being there

STOP. LILITH IS A CHARACTER IN THIS EPISODE TOO??? WHAT ARE THE FUCKING ODDS. WHAT ARE THE CHANCES. HOW DO I KEEP DOING THIS KIND OF SHIT

I love that the Doctor has the same attitude toward the TARDIS as I have toward him "oh let's just take the fun and the mystery out of everything. martha, you don't want to know. it just goes"

The Doctor got really lucky (alien attack aside...that was gonna happen no matter what) things just kinda worked out bringing Martha back to 1599, but brushing off her very valid concerns suckssss

Narrowing my eyes at the "London never changes" comment from the Doctor after Martha looks for confirmation that the actors playing female roles were "men dressed as women." Especially with the my first comment...it's just close enough. WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT, you know? WHAT ARE YOU IMPLYING?

Martha, I respect the hustle, but...clearly this is your first time traveling in time. You were so worried about the butterfly effect before, what happened, my dear?

Honestly, if one of the greatest and most revered writers of all time looked at me like that, I'd have a grin like Martha's too and...also probably spout off a bunch of nonsense right in a row

So...is it not actually aliens? Is it actually actually witches??

Oh! It's an "only one bed" situation. Poor Martha...she's so underappreciated by him. No...not underappreciated, completely UNappreciated.

Yeah...Didn't actually think it was witches. Wrong show for that.

I love when the acting is so camp, but that's what's being called for so it fucking WORKS. Shakespeare being controlled by the one witch (I'm gonna call them that til they give me a species name...). His face looks so dopey but it still works. And only because this is Doctor Who.

It's always entertaining when they have famous authors as characters and they get inspiration whether plot or turns of phrase from this adventure.

I'm not sure how much thought went into the motivations of these aliens...okay. Okay. They DO want to bring more of their species to rule over Earth. I really thought these were the last three left, and they didn't seem as immortal as the Daleks.

...there's more than one...🤢 again...I get for the time period it was written. It just sucks to hear it.

I can't wait to encounter whatever the Doctor did to upset Queen Elizabeth I.

Episodes Since the Doctor's Last Genocide Attempt: 2?? (Is it genocide if they're not dead but locked away in a crystal ball forever?? I guess there's always the CHANCE of escape, but unlikely)

[bluesmason]

OH MY GOD OKAY OKAY OKAY WHAT THE FUCK I LOVED THIS SO MUCH OKAYYYYY! 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

first of all my bestie i love you so so so much thank you for always listening to my silly little ideas about stories or getting inspired by some concepts i talked about and writing amazing fics about them. i really genuinely mean this when i say you’re my favourite writer and one of the most talented ones on tumblr frr!

i absolutely LOVE how you included taylor in the story as the readers best friend you know how much she means to me so thank you for that and i obviously LOVE how my little baby angel benji was not only included in the header but also the story and how you made him besties with mase bc honestly they really would be, he feels like a proper tumblr star now 🩷 (and him scratching you really WAS an accident and i’m still so so sorry he did that i promise he loves you still LMAO omg)

and THE STORY ugh where do i even start i fucking love a little shy mase but him getting more and more comfortable the more he sees the reader and i love the hugs and THE KISS OH MY GOD don’t even get me started on the kiss i need mase to be like this with me so bad pls :( i loved every second of reading it and it’s exactly what i imagine when i first talked to you about the idea and you 100% did my thoughts and the song justice so THANK YOU for writing it and THANK YOU for now making me want this to happen irl with mase because that would just be the best thing ever 🩷

I Can See You

Mason Mount x Reader Tiny bit of Angst / Fluff Word Count: 7.8K

This was requested by my wonderful bestie @bluesmason​ 🩷 It’s based on the song I Can See You by Taylor Swift. I had loads of fun writing this, so thank you for asking me to write it. I hope I did it justice! Pre-season dates aren’t accurate – sorry for that! Special thanks to the star of the show: Benjamin. Take a look at my header. Isn’t he the cutest fluffball ever? So jealous @bluesmason​ 😭

As always, feedback is very much appreciated. Enjoy <3

It was the third time in four days that he brushed past you in the hall, head down and gaze glued to his shoes. Had you not seen him moving in those four days ago, you wouldn’t have any idea who he was or what he even looked like.

Not that you would hold it against him. He was new here. New to the city, new to his team, new to the apartment complex. And he probably enjoyed the anonymity of the building a little. An anonymity that, fortunately for him, would probably last as the people living here barely spoke to each other, just keeping to themselves.

And since his life was plastered all over the internet anyway, he most likely loved not being stared at at home, but you couldn’t help letting your eyes linger on the young man as he quickly walked down the stairs.

There was something about him that intrigued you. He intrigued you. And he was no other than Mason Mount.

You and him, it was an impossibility, you knew that. Not only because he was Mason Mount and you were just a normal girl, but especially because you and he both worked for United. Your paths hadn’t crossed yet at Carrington as today was your first day back after your holidays and even now that you were back, you were pretty sure you wouldn’t have anything to do with the first team until shortly before the pre-season tour when the typical social media and behaviour briefings would come up. And you weren’t even sure he’d actually recognise you in those meetings.

Keep reading

[sealeaz]

A/n- sorry for not posting recently! Writers block has been a bitch lmao.

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Requested? Nope!

Origin- tumblr

Pronouns used- they/them

Warnings- possible cussing, idk. Not proofread.

Find my Masterlist here

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Dadzawa x Gn Reader (Crackfic)

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Y/n walked down the halls of U.A. They may have been a third year, but that doesn’t mean they can’t visit their dad right? Okay, okay, so he’s the 1st years teacher so what? Y/n had a free period anyways, and they’re pretty sure that their dad was on his lunch break, so why not go visit him?

They reached the door to their dad’s classroom, and pushed it open announcing, “I am here!” In their best All Might impression (might I say is pretty good) with their eyes closed. Of course y/n had to make an obnoxious entrance, they gotta piss of Shota somehow.

Y/n opened their eyes and saw that it was not in fact Shota’s lunch break, and that they had barged in there and disrupted his class.

Y/n’s eyes widened, “Oh shit! I didn’t know you had classes. Ooooooooh shit sorry dad!……OH SHIT! No no no no no, I’m dead I’m dead I’m dead.” They mumbled.

Y/n turned to go out the door, but Aizawa spoke up, “Nuh uh, you barged into my classroom and disrupted my class. You have to have a good reason right? Go on, tell the class why you disrupted my class with that horrendous All Might impression.” He said with that creepy smile he does.

“Uhhhhh…..” y/n turned to face the class, “I don’t really have a reason, I just wanted to see da-Mr. Aizawa. I thought it was his lunch break.” They said, looking down at the ground, a blush of embarrassment blooming across their face.

“Uhh.. did you call Mr. Aizawa dad?” Said a kid with yellow hair and a black electric bolt looking thing in it.

“NO!” Y/n shouted.

“I-I mean…uhm no.” They said in a normal-ish voice.

“You surreee???�� Said a pink girl.

“Yep!” Y/n squeaked.

Aizawa sighed, he wasn’t exactly planning on revealing y/n as his kid, but life doesn’t go as planned.

“Yes, they are my kid. Their name is y/n. They are not biologically mine, I got them through adoption.” He said.

The class ERUPTED in disbelief. Sure, they heard y/n say ‘dad’ but the class thought it was a mistake or an inside joke! No way does Mr. Aizawa have a REAL kid???!!

“WHAAAAAT???”

“NO WAY!”

“I CAN’T BELIEVE IT!”

“EVERYONE QUIET DOWN!” Yells Aizawa, his hair going up and his eyes glowing red.

That shut everyone up very quickly.

“Ugh,” he said rubbing his eyes closed.

“I swear to god these problem children will be the death of me.” He grumbled.

“Sorry dad, I really didn’t mean to cause a distraction. I really thought it was your lunch break!” Y/n pleaded.

“It’s okay y/n just don’t let it happen again, okay?”

“Yes! It won’t happen again I promise!”

“Hey, has anyone se- Y/n, there you are!” Says Mirio as he peeks his head into the classroom.

“Hey Mirio! Sorry I didn’t come back, I realized my dad wasn’t alone in his room.” Says y/n sheepishly rubbing the back of their neck.

“It’s okay! I was just getting worried about you, you get distracted easily so I thought you followed another butterfly out of U.A!”

“OKAY, that was ONE time! We don’t need to bring it up every time I go ‘missing’ for more then 5 minutes!”

“Y/n you were literally about to walk directly into traffic. You’re lucky I caught you with my capture weapon.” Deadpans Aizawa.

Y/n’s jaw drops, “Not you too! You’re supposed to be on my side dad!”

“Hey, you’re the one who disrupted my class for…7, going on 8, minutes.” He says, shrugging.

“I said I was sorry! Mirio SAVE ME!” Y/n says gripping onto Mirio’s shirt.

“Nuh uh, you got yourself into this mess you can get yourself out!” He says retreating out the door.

“HEY! YOU GET BACK HERE YOU TRAITOR!” Says y/n sprinting after him.

“Ugh I need coffee.” Aizawa grumbles.

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A/n- ewwww this sucks, but I haven’t had any good ideas lately so…..yeah.

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Thank You!!!

This afternoon was a fucking shit-show. 

I wanted to take the time, and thank you for 505 followers!!!! That is fucking incredible, and is literally the only thing that is getting me through today. I appreciate every single one of you and I am so grateful that you guys enjoy my writing enough to follow me. 

This journey has been so insane in the best way possible. I never thought people would like my writing, let alone want more out of it. TBH, I never even thought I would continue with writing Always until people requested a part 2. And then, my entire life changed. 

I wanted to take a second and thank a couple of people who have just been so above and beyond in terms of their kindness towards me. 

@fieldofdaisiies my love, how can I ever thank you for giving me the courage to start on this journey? Your encouragement is the reason that Always and Girl Dad!Eris exists. I can’t thank you enough. Lemme know your thoughts on the epilogue when you get the chance <3

@brekkershadowsinger your support has been so unreal. Every time I post something, I am waiting for your comments to see what you thought. My literal comfort follower. I need your approval to ensure my writing is actually somewhat okay. Thank you for everything my dear friend. <3

@kennedy-brooke your constant requests/asks and comments have ideas flowing through me. You are incredibly kind with the comments that you leave, and you are also one of my comfort followers. I need your comments and thoughts on my writing for me to feel like it is somewhat good enough to post. Thank you so much <3

@azrielhours ugh my bestie... no words for you. I am so thankful you reached out to tell me how impressed you were with Always and the time it took for me to write it. Thank you for being there to listen to my rants, my stress, my concerns, and just giving me the best advice and support. I appreciate you so much, and am so lucky to have you as a tumblr bestie!!

@augustinerose I mean.... come on!!! Your writing has me on the floor every freaking time I read it. Chasing Starlight has become a comfort fic for me that I constantly go back to reread whenever I am feeling down. I literally get so incredibly shy every time I see you like one of my writing posts because I cannot believe one of my favorite writers is reading my stuff. 

@nemesis6666 Your support with Always has been unreal. Your comments make me feel so incredibly good about my writing, like to the point where I am actually giggling and kicking my feet. And it keeps me going. 

ALL OF MY ANONS, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!! You guys are so so so fucking cute and incredibly kind and gentle with me. Without your support, I seriously would have stopped writing at part 1 of Always. Your thoughts are always appreciated, and I want you to feel open about talking to me about anything and everything. I love love love participation. FRL it has my heart beating so fast anytime I get a message from an anon. I appreciate every single one of your asks, and I am sorry I am so behind with putting out requests. I promise, as soon as I am down with Always, I will get started on those requests <3

And to all of you lovely people who decided to give me a chance and follow. I am incredibly thankful for each and every one of you. I hope that I can continue to prove myself to you.