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"𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡?" 𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙩𝙨

may or may not be based on my life lmaooo | tag me if you use any :)

"You never text first."

"Don't you wanna be something more than whatever...this is?"

"When are you going to be serious about this?"

"You say you want to talk to me, but you never call back."

"It feels like I'm the only one fighting for whatever we have."

"Why should I hold onto this?"

"You say you love me, but you said that to [insert pronoun] last week."

"Figure out what you want first before you come running back to me."

"You can't just come back to me whenever you get bored."

"I don't wanna be the second option anymore."

"Why do I have to beg just to see you?"

"It's like you don't wanna be with me."

"I'm not just something to pass the time with."

"Why does it feel like I'm wasting my time waiting for you?"

also if anyone treats you like this leave them right fucking now (a kind suggestion from someone who means well 😭)

#imagine your otp #otp prompts #writing prompts #angst #angst prompts #no one asked for this #but i wanted to do it #will get to requests eventually #posting a lot today lwk #also fuck that guy who keeps playing w my feelings

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2083: 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙠𝙚𝙥𝙩

wrote this a while back ago buttttt i didn't feel too strongly about it?? idk i just feel like sharing it now

words: 1.2k

The moon shone down on them, casting its luminous glow through the sheer curtains, enveloping the room in a soft, ethereal light. Its silver glow enveloped them, creating an ambiance that seemed to exist solely for this shared moment of intimacy—Genji lay beneath Akira, his arm cradling the back of Akira’s head as he relished in the sensation of Akira’s warm breath against his skin, his nose burrowing deep in the curve of Genji’s shoulder, inhaling deeply, breathing in the intoxicating scent that wafted from his skin.

A playful chuckle escaped Genji’s lips, a symphony of amusement and anticipation dancing in his voice, as Akira’s warm breath, like a gentle breeze, caressed the sensitive flesh of his neck. “Do I smell good?” He teased, his voice infused with a mischievous charm.

“Mhm,” Akira murmured in response, his voice barely above a whisper. He snuggled further into Genji’s embrace, his nose finding solace in the gentle curve of Genji’s shoulder. The tantalizing scent that enveloped Genji was like no other, an unique blend of warmth and sweetness that captivated Akira’s senses. It was a fragrance that defied categorization, one that was indescribable—it was a delicate medley of aromas that whispered secrets of love and desire. The scent carried hints of citrus, similar to sun-kissed oranges, yet it was overwhelmingly sweet, like honey dripping from a summer blossom. And beneath it all, there was a subtle hint of dew, a freshness that evoked memories of early morning rain, complimented by wet, budding plants.

“You smell sweet, like… like…” Akira’s voice trailed off, regret and longing mingling in the silence that followed, as if the words eluded his grasp, dancing just beyond his reach.

“Like flowers?” Genji suggested, a gentle grin playing on his lips as his fingers traced circles through Akira’s soft, tangled hair. His voice carried a hint of anticipation, secretly reveling in the idea of being connected to something so beautiful and delicate in Akira’s mind.

Akira fell silent, his expression tinged with disappointment and regret, his features adorned with a subtle frown. “I don’t know what flowers smell like,” he confessed softly, eyes betraying a mix of longing and curiosity.

Genji arched his brow, a look of shock etching itself onto his features. “Really?” He exclaimed, voice laced with disbelief, “you’ve never been to the Gardens before?” His words were colored with astonishment, as if he couldn’t fathom a life in which Akira hadn’t breathed in the scents of nature, hadn’t seen the blossoming flowers.

Akira nodded solemnly, a blush of embarrassment tinting his cheeks. “Tell me…what’s it like?” he said, a flicker of wistfulness in his voice.

“It’s a reserve in Hokkaido, the only place in this country where flowers still grow. It’s a wide field that stretches beyond the horizon, farther than the eye can see, with winding paths that are easy to get lost in. The flowers are bright and vibrant, a sea of colors that can’t be found anywhere else. As soon as you step in, you can feel a combination of delicate fragrances that overwhelm your senses, each and every scent faint but distinct as they blend together to form one. But, it’s not enough to simply describe it. I guess that’s another place,” Genji said with a light chuckle, “I’ll have to take you to see.”

“Do...do you really mean it?”

A tender smile graced Genji’s lips, his eyes sparkling with affection. “With all my heart. I’ll take you there one day,” he vowed, his words heavy with unwavering resolve, “I want to show you all the places I’ve talked about, to travel the world together once this is all over.”

Genji was sincere in everything he said, his devotion coming from the depths of his soul. He longed to give Akira everything his heart desired, even if it meant giving up all that he worked for. He yearned to provide Akira with a life worth living, a life filled with joy and free from the pains and pressures of the outside world—a life where Akira could truly find happiness.

Akira’s eyes lit up, a mix of adoration and hope shining bright within them, and his heart skipping a beat as he extended his pinky finger. “Promise me, Genji. Promise me we’ll see the world together. Promise me,” he implored, his voice brimming with vulnerability, “promise me that we’ll always be together.”

“I promise,” Genji responded without hesitation, his own pinky finger intertwining with Akira’s in a silent vow that echoed through his soul—no matter what, he intended to uphold his end of the promise until it was fulfilled.

Akira offered an innocent smile, the kind that made Genji’s heart flutter, and let out an airy laugh that danced through the air, a sweet song of pure joy.

In moments like these, when joy overflowed and worries dissolved, when Akira’s laughter filled the room and his eyes glittered with unadulterated happiness, Genji couldn’t help but marvel at Akira’s beauty. His laugh, his smile, his bright eyes—they were the embodiment of the serenity and joy that Genji longed to see in Akira’s life, a respite from the hardships and trials that had shaped their past. In these fleeting moments, Akira was truly radiant, a heavenly being capable of captivating Genji’s heart and soul.

Unable to resist the look in his eyes, Genji’s hand found its way to the nape of Akira’s neck, his fingers tangling in the soft strands of Akira’s hair, pulling him closer until their lips met in a tender, warm kiss. Genji’s mouth sloppily explored the contours of Akira’s mouth and chin, an exploration fueled by the need to feel his the warmth in his touch, to feel his smile deepen against Genji’s lips. In turn, Akira eagerly accepted his kiss, gently tugging at Genji’s lips to pull him deeper in, drowning in the sensation of Genji’s mouth, savoring the taste.

As their lips slowly parted, Genji chuckled softly, his breath brushing against Akira’s face as his fingers caressed the softness of Akira’s cheek. “You should smile more,” he murmured, cradling Akira’s head against the warmth of his chest, “you look so pretty when you do.”

Akira’s ears burned crimson, the rush of blood to his cheeks betraying the flustered feelings that Genji’s compliment stirred within him. He buried his head in the comforting embrace of Genji’s chest, trying to hide his bashfulness. “If you ever break your promise,” he playfully threatened, his voice lined with affection and a hint of embarrassment, “I’ll… I’ll kill you.”

Genji let out a laugh. “I know.” He said, his voice coated in a tone of amusement as he ran his hands through Akira’s hair. “I know.”

They lay quietly, the heat of their bare skin melding together in a comforting embrace. Genji’s arms wrapped securely around Akira’s waist, holding him close, their bare bodies pressed against each other as they sought solace in the presence of one other. The world outside seemed to fade away as they succumbed to the peaceful lull of the night, their breathing synchronized, their hearts beating in unison.

“I’ll never break my promise to you, even I lose everything in the process.” Genji whispered lightly in Akira’s ear, “even if kills me.”

Genji thought of that night now, as he teetered between the realms of living and the dead, tightly holding on his remaining shreds of life.

#𝙨𝙠𝙚𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙨 #wip: 2083 #wip snipps #writeblr #writers on tumblr #writing community #two posts in one day?? #felt like shakespeare writing this

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as fun as starting a new wip is, figuring out how to start it is torture

like yes i know exactly what i want to write, but do i know how to start it?? not at all. just going to trust the process and hope i make progress

#𝙨𝙠𝙚𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙨 #tried starting smth small last week #like just 10 chapters #know exactly what to write #but chapter 1... #chapter 1 is my downfall rn

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That moment when the unrelated scenes you've been writing for two weeks both somehow connect (i have no idea how this happened)

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I felt this.

#me right fucking now

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Me about 100 times a day.

Later, when I read my notes.

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Person: What's your book about?

Writers:

I'm both somehow 🙃

#nothing bout my wips makes sense 😭

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Every writer has two sides:

"I love my characters, they are my children and will protect them with my life"

"I wanna make them suffer so fucking much"

#i love ryoji and victor butttt #oc: ryoji #oc: victor #wip: taste of vengeance #wip: lovers-to-strangers

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Random Snippet — Wheeze

“I love you, too,” he murmured back, taking in a breath to peck him on the lips, and hitting the corner of his mouth instead.

The instant they caught another’s gaze, they broke into a mess of breathless laughter, desperately trying not to make the other wheeze—a fruitless battle in the end when Cecyl’s face still ended up buried into Bazyli’s chest as his lungs began to burn.

#STOP #bc why is this so cute #i love this omfg #𝙢𝙮 𝙢𝙤𝙤𝙩𝙨 #𝙢𝙮 𝙢𝙤𝙤𝙩𝙨 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜

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♡ interact with this post if you're a writeblr and want to be tagged in tag games ♡

#yes definitely #love being tagged

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WIP ask game :)

trying to slowly get back into the writeblr community, so im just responding to some of my old tags

i was tagged a few weeks back by @fanged-writer--ty for the tag!! (you can find his post here)

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! Tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Name of WIP / status /

Lovers to Strangers / main wip / paused

2083: Retribution / side wip / planning

Taste of Vengeance / paused

Oneshots: sometimes you gotta write for funsies / paused but not really

Last Friday / secret wip?? / given up on

don't know many moots who are still active, so gentle tags to @nemaliwrites @sm-writes-chaos @carnocus

#𝙨𝙠𝙚𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙨 #𝙨𝙠𝙚𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙨 #tag game #writeblr

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me with ryoji

Me giving my character trauma, no family, anger issues, nightmares, mixed up sense of self worth, fear that they will never be loved, etc:

#oc: ryoji #wip: lovers-to-strangers

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updates:

cause i've been gone for like...two months??

my (kinda not really tho) disappearance

as much as i wanna say that me not posting anything for 2 months was due to my lack of inspiration...i was just too lazy to post 😭 i saw how many requests i had in my inbox and i told myself "yeah, i'm not doing all that" so i kinda tried to stay off the app since i didn't really feel like using it, though i still lurked around a little

prompts

main reason i stopped uploading prompts (besides me not feeling like it) was the fact that most of the requests i was getting were smut prompts?? even though i don't have a problem with making smut prompts, i don't want it to be the ONLY thing i do, so i'm just going to stay away from that for the time being

i will eventually go back to answering requests for smut prompts, since i find writing prompts is a good way to find inspiration, but for now, any smut requests from january to this month have been deleted, and any future requests will be ignored

for anyone else who has requested prompts between december and now: i can't guarantee they'll be up anytime soon, but i'll definitely try

sorry it’s been over a month y’all, i’ll to try to get back on my grind

wips

i mostly just used the time that i wasn't writing to relax, so little progress has been made in terms of my wips, not including lovers to strangers

i was just using that period of time to give myself a little break bc if i didn't, i was probably going to scream and cry about how writing just wasn't going my way 😭

and yeah, that's basically it, glad to be back :))

#personal #personal update #update #𝙨𝙠𝙚𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙨 #for anyone who cares

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hey im back after a month i missed y'all