#wrtiting

[jojo-the-bird]

I think I’m depriving myself of the life I could have to the life I make myself believe I’m bound to.

[0-803s]

until kingdom come.

jacaerys velaryon x fem!reader

the cold wind hit jacaerys' face, causing the boy to sigh and close his eyes for a few seconds.

an action he bitterly regretted when the stark girl let out a giggle.

the heir to the iron throne glanced at her quickly and composed himself, wanting to appear somehow more... manly to cregan stark's bastard sister.

"the north is not for the faint of heart." she said in a whisper, moving a little closer to him.

they were both outside the castle, admiring the snow that was falling delicately and beautifully. cregan was busy—they were taking advantage of this fact.

jacaerys observed the beauty of that girl. normally, he would not take advantage of the comfort of a girl to warm his poor, anxious heart. but the days were short. the danger of death and the lack of affection from his family were making the eldest velaryon crumble inside.

and she was so pretty.

"maybe the hot bath will help." he commented smiling, putting his right arm around the stark's shoulders.

she stared at jacaerys, a smile plastered on her pretty face. oh... if cregan would listen to that kind of indulgence...

"well... a hot bath and sitting in front of the fireplace... i don't see anything better. you could teach me more about the north, my future king."

jacaerys sighed, his handsome face being fully exposed as the cold wind invaded his face. he smiled and nodded, not saying anything. he couldn't say it. he knew that if he spoke, his words would come out uncertain and shaky.

even because... that was wrong. or not? he really wanted to think that it wasn't.

but at the end of the day, he didn't even have time to think. sharing a hot tub, having the bastard's body on top of his while they both watched the fire... the prince gently ran his long, thin fingers through the girl's dark hair, sighing into her neck as they avoided talking about that ridiculous situation.

for the first time, he was not a prince, he was not the eldest son of rhaenyra targaryen who had been sent north to seek peace and loyalty.

he was just a boy.

a boy who was discovering love, who was giving his heart to a beautiful northerner.

for the first time, he was at peace, until his duties to the kingdom needed to continue.

"will you come visit me?" the innocent girl who was unaware of the horrendous future asked in a low tone, comfortable in jacaerys' lap with her eyes closed.

would he? not even jacaerys velaryon knew that answer.

"i hope so. but... don't think about that now." he ordered, closing his eyes, happy for the warmth and affection.

not even the heir to the iron throne could control the future. and that frightened him. jacaerys was afraid. a small part of his heart wanted to die that night, in that position. an angel lying on top of him. no responsibilities, no duties, and no loyalty to no one.

ps: the reader is a stark, so she have the appearance of one.

— you can make a request whatever you want!

[ziparumpazoo]

Finally! Science-backed evidence that writing fic in your head before bed is good for you!

In a study by Syracuse University, New York, a group of insomniacs were told to put in place the usual sleep hygiene rules - such as no caffeine after midday, keeping the bedroom dark and no exercise within two hours of bedtime - but half the group worked with an instructor to identify three topics each that would be compelling enough to maintain their attention and replace existing thoughts.

These could include new meal recipes or plots from their favourite movies and TV shows.

[bunnypeew]

Lucky charm - Overlord!Husk x Gn!reader

okay so full disclosure, i don’t know Husk as much as i know Lucifer and Alastor so i’m giving an heads up in case he’s ooc :3c the outfit is either a flowy red dress or a red suit depending on what you prefer :)

Husk was at the entrance of his casino, shuffling some cards in his paws while he was greeting the people that came in with a smirk, he was waiting for Y/n, oh what he called them his ‘lucky charm’.

as much as he didn’t show emotions he really loved them, he was showing most that indoors since he didn’t want to seem ‘weak’ infront of his patrons and that pained them a little bit but not too much to make the necessarily sad that is.

Tonight they were jobbed with paying attention to the patrons and overall just looking beautiful for Husk. They decided to wear something fancy, a red dress/suit with gold details all around the edges, plus of course, an ace of spades choker around their neck, to tell everyone who they belonged to.

they ascended from their wardrobe room in the casino and started talking with some patrons who wanted some attention, they were always so nice to them, offering drinks or meals just for the star of the show, this made Husk a little jealous but most of the time it wasn't a big of a problem since everyone knew his trademark and wouldn't dare to cross him. Tonight was different tho, there was this particular lady who kept talking to Y/n, a lot. He didn't make much of it at first still greeting patrons in the casino until he saw the lady getting closer and kissing their hand right in front of him nonetheless.

''I'll be right back gentlemen, thank you for coming,,

with that, he swoops away from the entrance and quietly approaches Y/n. His tail was swinging in an annoyed state and the fur from his body was a bit more stood up than normal, people around started noticing even the employees knew what was going on so most people just strayed away from the scene

''hey, pipsqueak can't you see when you're touching someone else's goods?''

he utters in a husky voice, leaning into Y/n to kiss their shoulder, putting an arm around their waist. He was very slick you could say it wasn't hard for him to stand his ground. The woman looked completely flabbergasted at the sight of him, not expecting you to belong to an overlord like him, but then it started getting all clear, the ace of spades, the rather fancy attire for a casino, but for some reason, it didn't click in her that you might've been an overlord's until then

''oh shit... em sorry sir I didn't really notice the trademark till now... I will leave, now thanks,,

with that, she literally disappeared from both of their sight, this whole thing made Y/n giggle, turning around to look at Husk with a love-filled stare, hand wondering to his bowtie to fix it

''you're really cute when you act possessive you know that?,,

they mutter near his cat ears making them twitch, a low purr can be heard from the cat demon

''Can't be sharing my lucky charm now can we?,,

a/n: I REALLY DONT KNOW WHAT MORE TO ADD IT IS A SHORT ONE SHOT SOOOO,, but hope you liked it anyway love yaaa the dividers are from @cafekitsune tysmmm

[potato-face09]

[live-laugh-neteyam]

The Future's Better Than Yesterday |||neteyam x omatikaya!reader

summery: gifted with the ability to see flashes of the future you’ve always felt out of place with everyone else. your childhood best friend neteyam has never paid mind to your gift, being one of the only ones who treat you normally. when friends starts to feel like more, will you allow your heart to open or be too distracted with images of things that could happen?

words: ongoing

pairings: neteyam x omatikaya!fem!reader *aged up*

warnings/notes: fluff, friends to lovers, uses of y/n, slow burnish, cursing, nightmares, visions, mentions of death, mentions of blood, angst, sky people, smut in later chapters, *each chapter will have their own specific warnings* *I can’t tell you what to do but this is an 18+ story* this is the first time I’ve written in awhile and my first time writing on tumblr so hopefully this isn’t terrible

part 1: You Have Me

part 2: That Funny Feeling

part 3: Mine

part 4: What Were You Thinking

part 5: Begin Again

part 6: The Way Of Water

part 7: Flashes Of Light

part 8: I See You

part 9: I’ve Been Waiting For You

[includedisco]

Occupational hazard of being a fanfic writer

Correcting typos in someone else's fanfic while reading 😑 like....wow, it's my own audacity for me😣🤦I need to calm the F down

[kriz-smthn]

How I felt busting out 100 words after two weeks feeling like shit (I genuinely thought it was more)

[enby--ghost]

if you ever feel unhappy with something you've made, whether it be a fic, a drawing, a song, a video, or anything

just remember that, as long as you took the time to make it and put it out there

it was worth it

it could be seen by 10 people or 10 thousand people

the only thing that matters is you made the thing you wanted to make

it doesn't have to be perfect or better than others or even very good to begin with

the more creative endevors that are put into the world, the better

it's good that you made it

[the45thlyric]

The scars in my soul  Have just begun to heal  The complications were real

Disagreements beyond intense  Broken dishes, broken heart Empty wine bottles were just a start

The skeletons are whispering "Let us free to ruin your world" Fighting the path to become feral

You turned me into a monster A reflection that's no longer seen How can this life be redeemed?

As I crawl away to never return Waiting to become completely intact Years later My reflection still doesn't stare back

[cathological]

There was something clearly off about Deku. His voice was rougher, grittier. Meaner. And it was getting further and further, most likely being taken to a room where Katsuki wouldn’t be able to find him again. He was too delirious and confused to dissect whatever that train of thought implied. -When two stupidly reckless second year students get mixed up in a quirk accident, the opportunity to hide long held secrets is no longer an option-

[jojo-the-bird]

I live for the moments I have with my friends, the moments where the sun outside is the right shade of gold and we're laughing so hard we have to stop and take a breather and then proceed to fail and continue laughing again.

[itsnotmehuman]

Sueños de Luna llena.

Dicen que las lunas llenas en Capricornio marcan un nuevo comienzo y un gran final.

Dicen que en épocas de luna llena los sueños son más vívidos, las señales se vuelven más claras. Estamos más sensibles, más receptivos.

Ese domingo de luna llena, en nuestro signo, te soñé. Yo de veintiuno, vos de veintiséis. Estábamos en la casa de mi padre, en mi habitación. Recién bajabas de aquel colectivo que, al menos una vez al mes, te traía hacia mi o me llevaba hacia vos.

En mi sueño te abrazaba y lloraba mientras te pedía que no me soltaras. Aún en mi inconsciente, yo sabía que era solo un sueño.

Te abrazaba y te despedía. Te pedía que me dejes solo unos segundos más aferrada a vos. Te avisaba que solo nos quedaban un poco más de un par de años para disfrutarnos de esa manera.

Te anticipaba que ese disfrute después sería desgaste. Que nuestra confianza después se convertiría en desinterés.

Te pedía que me abrazaras y no me soltaras, porque yo ya era consciente que esa euforia por vernos no iba a durar mucho tiempo más. Por lo menos no el tiempo que vos y yo soñábamos que iba a durar.

Te abrazaba y te pedía disculpas por el futuro. Te abrazaba y lloraba porque sabía que no me quedaba mucho más tiempo para abrazarte.

Te abrazaba y me despedía una vez más porque sabía que me iba a despertar…

Y que una vez despierta ya no tendría la chance de volverte a abrazar.   

EiánTi

[tristfulnico]

“And in that moment she forgot about all her problems and focused on making memories”

[dragons-library]

Going from years and years of a reading slump, and an even longer writers block.

In one summer I’m back reading almost 2 books per week, coming up with ideas for whole books, falling in love with poetic ways to describe simple things.

It’s like rediscovering a type of joy I only felt when I was a kid 😭😭😭😭 I’m so happy

[witch-of-the-writing-desk]

Doom scrolling and ADHD