#wattpadians

[authoriniara]

حذفت كل منشوراتي هنا لبداية جديدة. أحبكم جميعا تريليون قبلة لكُم💋💋

[nightwingsaregoths]

the wattpad author is very special because they create stories with heartfelt intent, have an excellent line-by-line comment system, and occasionally a wattpad reader can disappear with complete radio silence for two years before coming back as a writer, just like how a caterpillar turns into another type of caterpillar. While the ao3 authors have comparative immortality and the ability to somehow update a fanfiction after rising from the dead, the wattpad author merely grubs on, working, locked in the misty hedge maze of wattpad in which someone's blasted holes through the bushes for greater ease of travel, someone has made a home beneath a tiny little bush that only hides their head, and they write little messages on their message boards that have a 2000 character limit. sometimes the last message on the board is from 2017 and they haven't updated a fic since 2018 but wattpad readers are resilient and still hope to this day. the search function is also complete and utter shit and you have better luck using quotation marks, the character names, and the word wattpad via google search. but the community is great. wattpad possesses a broken charm. sometimes you aren't there for the clout or the votes or the algorithm, which is also broken. it's not the point. it's about having a fun time and ignoring all the white girl x rich hot handsome man one night stand original fiction stories that wattpad keeps recommending you. wattpad is like hiding within a rough stick fort while occasionally putting fic there. or just being a really awesome reader. you can be anything on wattpad.

[apocalypseaturright]

IS IT ME OR JUST WATTPAD IS BEING A HORNY LITTLE SHIT?

Damirae ,Hentai and aleksander x Alina

Beware of the unholyness

Gotta go to church

[bragginball-z]

Day 2 of AO3 being down, I’ve had to take dire mesures and re-login to my WATTPAD account. This is a sad day for my mental maturity 😔💔

[neko-naruto]

the thing about writing the Princess Kenny archetype in a K2 variant that doesnt have High Jew Elf Kyle is that you really gotta think about how the fuck it's gonna work, so yeah, urban fantasy am I right?

[elusiveangel-fic]

stop 👏 calling 👏 your 👏 fanfictions 👏 books 👏 please 👏

[yanderecrazysie]

Hello! I've been a fan of your works for almost a year now since I happened to come across your Wattpad account.

Can you do a Yandere Kenma x Reader?

Wherein Kenma pretends to be sick or have a poor health just so reader will prioritize him over others? They're childhood friends and no matter how nice Reader is to others, no one seem to last by her side for long. She doesn't have any other choice but to stick with Kenma. Who knows the truth he is hiding?

A Wattpadian! This concept is so mysterious, I love it!

Title: Drift

Pairings: Kozume Kenma x Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes

Summary: You keep trying to branch out, but everyone seems to drift away. All you have left is your sickly friend.

drift

/verb/

move passively, aimlessly, or involuntarily into a certain situation or condition:

Some days, it felt like you were lost at sea. Like you were on a raft floating on the ocean, no land in sight. Sometimes it soothed you to think of the gentle waves and endless water. Other times, you felt the crushing loneliness and helplessness as though you were really there.

Right now, you felt the latter.

“Sorry, (Y/n), I just don’t have time to hang out with you anymore.” Your friend said before they practically ran away from you.

At least this friend had the decency to give you an excuse. The others had all ghosted you- not returning your texts or calls. Either avoiding you in real life or disappearing off the map entirely.

What was weirder, they always acted almost afraid of you.

You weren’t a scary person, if anything you were too nice for your own good. You were a doormat, used to people taking advantage of your kindness. Yet your friends and acquaintances would suddenly avoid you like you had caught the plague.

Where had they all gone? And why?

As if on cue, your phone began to ring. You picked it up and answered the call, holding the cell phone close to your ear to hear whoever was on the other end. The voice belonged to the exact person you suspected it did.

“(Y/n),” your friend, Kenma, sighed into the phone, “I’m not doing well today. You’ll visit me after your classes, won’t you?”

“Of course, Kenma!” You replied immediately, “I’ll be there as soon as possible. I hope you feel better.”

“Thank you,” he said softly, a little cough ringing out through the phone’s speakers before he hung up.

You stifled a sigh as you placed your phone in your pocket. Kenma was your only remaining friend now, the only person that had stayed by your side all this time, but he was very needy. It didn’t help that he’d gotten badly sick with something that just wouldn’t go away.

You were the type to dote on the ill, but it was sometimes exhausting caring for Kenma. His symptoms never went away, no matter what you did. He insisted that only you could help him, that only you could make him feel better, but it felt like too big of a responsibility for you.

Still, it was the least you could do when he didn’t leave you behind like everyone else, right?

When it was nothing but you and the ocean, sharing a raft could be more tiring than being alone on one.

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You pushed Kenma’s blond hair up so you could mop his forehead with a wet washcloth. The cool cloth wiped the sweat from his brow and cooled his warm face. His cheeks were flushed slightly, but that symptom only started when you started attending to him.

“Have you taken your temperature yet?” You asked.

Kenma picked up a thermometer from the nightstand and showed it to you. A fever, like always, even though he never felt feverish to the touch. You frowned pityingly down at him.

“I’ll change your sheets out, okay? Then we can watch something together.”

Kenma gave you a smile and allowed you to remove the blankets from his bed, replacing them with clean sheets and tucking him into them. To anyone else, this smile looked like a pained one, one to show that he was thankful even though he was so sick.

If only Kenma was actually sick.

The truth was, he had been sick, for a little while. The way you had cared for him while he was sick awakened something in him. Your soft little hands touching his heated skin? Your kind face smiling down at him with pity and care?

How could you expect him to let go of that?

And dropping out of college had its advantages. That way, he had plenty of time to get ahold of your “friends” without you knowing.

He’d never let you find out that he was faking his illness. Nor that he was the one scaring away everyone you knew.

Right now, all you had was him and him alone. 

He just had to keep it that way.

[animeblogsthings]

Hello There

The name's Anime and I'm a (used-to-be) Wattpadian. I just basically got bored and a little annoyed with bullshit going on over on Wattpad a few years back and never really got back onto it.

(I might post some of my old (and revised) fanfictions on here.)

A few rules though when it comes to requests:

One: No Smuts or Sexual Content (Not that it makes me uncomfortable, I just suck at that kind of stuff and would take too long for me to do)

Two: No hateful or overly sensitive sort of things (i.e. self-harm, sexual assault, severe mental health issues, etc.) (I ain't qualified to write personal narratives like that bc I haven't experienced that myself a whole lot.)

And Three: Please be respectful of my time and don't spam the same request over. I have a personal life.

So...

Um...

Idk what else to put here for an introduction...

My old Wattpad account was 1-800-AnimeHotline for those curious as to why I go by Anime. The anime thing just kinda stuck. So, yeah. :>

[theliterarywolf]

1 You know, I completely respect that people are jumping ships from websites that are doing dumb shit. Folks from twitter and tiktok going to tumblr, and Wattpadians to AO3. BUT! If those folks can't even try to learn the basic fucking rules of the new sites they are joining, I wish they'd just fuck off and never come back. Wattpad folks being currently the worst doing "place holder" fics, and fucking around with updates/non-updates because they try to "cheese the algorithm" AO3 doesn't have a

fucking algorithm. Don't get me started on bullshit tagging, I tag tags on occasion that are supposed to be memorable so that people can easily find or block my specific fic if they want to. But I don't do the "sexytime with Wangxian" that new users are doing, where they just use every fucking tag even when they don't or barely apply. It gets even worse with their refusal to use age-tagging, and ship tagging. "UwU I use both & and / bc Idc abt the difference." I hope you get kidneystones.

The fuck is a 'placeholder fic'? The worst I've seen an uptick of is people posting 'fics' that are really just 'Does anyone remember a fic that had *insert ship*, *insert tropes*, and *insert kink*? Please and thank you~'

But, yes, tag-spamming is obnoxious. Just because you tag your, I don't know, rarepair Squid Game/Harry Potter crossover fic with every tag under the sun (that you're able to, at least; I think the mod team made it so that we don't get cases as bad as "Sexytime with Wangxian" anymore) doesn't mean that people will want to read it!

In fact, it'll just make people go on autopilot and scroll past your fic faster.

And the people constantly trying to turn other sites into an algorithm game, my God. If you want to chase an algorithm, stick to TikTok and Twitter! Tumblr and AO3 are their own beasts that don't run that way... Why is this so hard to get?

[cindol]

Slowly becoming a wattpadian

[authoriniara]

مقتطف صغير:

إن كنتِ تطرقين القانون، فاعلمي أنّي أنا من يملك زمامه، ومن يفرضه ويغيره. فلا تتحديني، واذعني أمامي. يا مشاكسة زينيا.>>>>

_فيليكي تريستان زينيا كورول تيرانوف_

الرواية الأخيرة من سلسلة ثلوث الطغاة.

Coming Soon......

[crow-caller]

If you need a book/series to review that won’t totally melt your brain, have you heard of The Foxhole Court/All for the Game? It’s YA from 2013 about a college sports team made up of troubled youth. It kinda feels like a sports anime at times and has some absolutely wild parts, but I read it recently and it was the most fun I’ve had with a book series in a long time. The characters are really the core of it and as much as it made me laugh at certain dramatics or doubt some of the more improbable scenarios I also totally adored everyone I spent time with on the page. It has a lot of trigger warnings (that are easy to look up), despite being about a college sports team. (This doesn’t play a big role at all, but it was also my first time reading from the pov of a demisexual character as an asexual person, and it really felt amazing for me to get that)

Oh I know it from the time it was first out and hugely popular. I cannot imagine willingly reading a sports story, but thanks for the recommendation. I've only ever seen it recc'd as "very gay sports books all the tumblr girlies adore", though I did recently hear it... actually is very buckwild in plot developments and there's huge... like mafia plotlines....? and heavy tw stuff........?? It sounds extremely wattpadian when put like that. But it is hugely popular and usually well regarded, I just don't think it's at all for me.

[nightwingsaregoths]

I know that we all admire and celebrate ao3 authors who manage to recover from 6 month comas, got thrown into jail and came out, got severe food poisoning, got married, and came back from the dead, but I'm putting my own wattpadian take on this. It has been almost six months and I have almost not touched my fanfiction for an entire month, not because I died or anything, but because I had a little homework to do and really didn't feel like doing any writing. To keep everyone on the positive side, expect a fanfiction before 2030 CE.

[dreadisdelight]

the way id do a lot of things to see be more chill. then i would have seen the five musicals that make any wattpadian quake (deh but im seeing it later this year, heathers, hamilton, six)

[mickimomo]

A Crack Ship 🥴

M'Baku x Ross x Namor

Disclaimer: Don't go taking this idea to heart. I don't want any chaos. 💀 I ship people based off of potential chemistry and existing chemistry. So keep it cute and don't be rude. I know how some people like to tussle. 👀

Y'all. Back in my Wattpadian days, I was notorious for thinking up crazy ass ships. Like, I managed to write Sirius x Voldemort. And it worked.

Anyways. 🤣 I keep having the most bizarre ideas whenever I write Ross in my The Sun and The Sky AU.

Like he's this small, intelligent man who has somehow managed to befriend Aj K'uk'ulkan and King M'Baku, and they're all to the point that they make bets and mock/joke with each other. Although sometimes those two beefy kings enjoy scaring him when he gets too relaxed.

Is this canon in my series? No. But I cannot sleep until I share this chaos.

Y'all probably got the paramedics on speed dial.

"Hello? Yes. Our good sis needs sleep and to be treated for dehydration because she's seeing things." 🤣

But hear me out.

Y'all don't ever think about how Ross must feel sitting between those two beefy men? 😮‍💨 Y'all don't think they wouldn't slut him out for the one time, just to say they conquered a colonizer? And maybe it never gets voiced to others. It just stays between them. And maybe they never say it to him, but Ross knows. It was a good time, and he's not going to let that one time thing prevent him from doing his best at advising the council.

It's just a fling.

For fun.

And they all move on.

Y'all looking at me, still unconvinced by my crazy ass idea:

And then on the other hand, what if it actually holds weight. Like what if they all enjoyed it, but don't wish to go screaming it from the rooftops. It's just something between them, and everyone knows not to be rude to Ross because he's got two kings towering over him at all times.

🥴 My tired brain is spiraling at this, because I can imagine them gifting him scented oils and salves and nice clothes so that he's always looking and smelling good.

M'Baku is always escorting him around because Ross keeps getting lost. And while he's busy, K'uk'ulkan keeps an eye on him.

He's just well taken care for and he's their emotional support after long meetings and the daily tires of ruling.

Yes? No?

Imma go to sleep. 🤣

p.s.

This idea was spurred while writing, but I can't help but cackle after seeing how much M'Baku used to antagonize Ross in the first movie. It would definitely be a very drunk one-time thing if it ever happened.

ESPECIALLY with Namor. That man respects Ross, but I think 500 years of hating the surface world and colonizers would definitely keep things platonic.

I couldn't imagine how Ross would even get in that situation sober. They'd all be drunkenly discussing dick sizes and fuck around and find out. 💀

Okay. Now I'm actually going to sleep.

[gaiabamman]

Wattpadians unite!

You guys!

"More Than a Pretty Face" is now complete and available FOR FREE here on Wattpad! 🥳 I'm so proud that I pulled through!

The beauty of Wattpad is that you can interact with what you read and leave comments I'll see! Will you give it a try? 🙏

I know, I know...Some of you love the physical book in your hands. Well, don't worry, I'll release the paperback sometime in the summer 💗

On Friday 2/924 I'll publish on Wattpad the first chapter of the second novel in the series, "Worth it."

For now enjoy (or read the synopsis below ) 😛

P.S. And just because it's Black history month, it's worth mentioning that the 2/3 MCs ain't white. If you'd like a novel centered on social justice, Try "In The Arms f Morpheus"

More Than a Pretty Face Synopsis

Contemporary Milan, Italy.

In the dazzling world of Vincitore Academy, Margherita, a half-Korean firebrand from humble beginnings, ignites a clash of wills with the P2, the city's elite quartet of dazzling, influential, and entitled boys.

Yet, privilege holds no sway in Margherita's eyes, and damn it, she's ready to prove it!

As she fearlessly challenges Luca Vincitore, the enigmatic and arrogant leader of the P2, Margherita unveils the hidden layers behind his perfect facade. Luca, unaccustomed to anyone resisting his charm, finds himself drawn to the one person unafraid to expose his true, less-than-pretty inner self.

Yet, in the opulent landscape of Milan, desire is a double-edged sword.

Margherita's animosity towards Luca takes a complicated turn, fueled by an undeniable chemistry. Meanwhile, her heart flutters toward Lorenzo Tristante, the quiet yet mysterious musician…and Luca's best friend.

Get ready for a tumultuous journey through love, lust, and self-discovery.

Against the backdrop of Milan's glamorous cityscape, where glamour and heartache collide, each character grapples with the complexities of relationships and social hierarchies. Brace yourself for an emotional rollercoaster that will leave you breathless. Read it now here 😺

(Yes, I love Luci. He's my alter ego)