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this blog is now ARCHIVED.
please follow my new blog , @junisangel and please please please boost this post !! <3
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SN4P SN4P (ft. o. dazai, d. kunikida, c. nakahara, j. tanizaki)
001. what better way to secure your relationship than having your favourite picture as their lockscreen photo?
002. exhibitionism, vibrators (dazai) implied creampie, mildly possessive behaviour (kunikida) collaring, possessive behaviour, dehumanisation (chuuya) lingerie, masturbation (junichiro) photo-taking (all)
003. this isn’t kinktober related but i’ve been thinking about this all evening and i needed to write it down before i forgot … inspired by @emissaire’s wonderful “what kind of risqué photos have the jjk men set as their phone's background”, go and read it if you haven’t !!! i loved it <3
DAZAI
the photo of you he uses for his lockscreen is fairly simple: a cute photo of you sitting at your desk at the agency staring at your laptop, holding a pen between your teeth as you type away at the keyboard. nothing up with that, right?
wrong. with dazai, it’s never that simple.
because, in that very photo, there is a small vibrator nestled deep in the wet folds of your cunt of which dazai has the controller. he’s been teasing you all day, setting the vibrations so low that you could barely feel it to suddenly shooting it up and making you lurch abruptly.
moments after that photo was taken, dazai set the vibe to the highest possible setting and you whined, the pen in between your teeth clattering onto the desk as your hand flew in between your legs. your watery eyes looked over at dazai and he could only smile slyly in return, the look in his eyes promising that the night to come was going to be very interesting.
KUNIKIDA
you had to force this man to change his wallpaper. kunikida didn’t want anything outlandish or lewd so initially, risqué was completely out of the picture - that was, until you found a picture.
for a man such as himself, kunikida’s wallpaper is outrageous. it’s a backshot of you, laying on your stomach on you shared bed, pyjama shorts pulled tightly over the meat of your ass. if you look closer, there is a small wet patch on the seat, presumably leakage from where he had filled you up earlier that night.
when you chose the photo, kunikida couldn’t help but cuss under his breath. if anyone were to see it (dazai especially) he’d never live it down, subjecting himself to a cruel life of teasing and bullying from his coworkers for having something so … dirty on display for everyone to see.
but, deep inside, kunikida feels an air of possessive authority over you. so, when dazai tries to open his phone to order pizza and is met by the image of you, he knows not to cross into his territory ever again.
CHUUYA
chuuya loves it when people know who you belong to. that’s why he does things like this: buy you expensive lingerie to take photos in before peeling it off of you piece by piece, gifting you diamond rings as a promise to never leave you, getting chokers with custom charms made to fit your pretty little neck so that he could take pictures.
chuuya loves taking photos of you and he has his favourite set as his wallpaper; a photo of you looking innocently up at the camera, a thick black choker strapped around your neck and your body adorned in black lace lingerie, all provided by him.
the silver heart charm of the choker sits nicely on your chest, and if one was to look a bit closer, they’d be able to see, etched on the back in curly lettering;
property of c. nakahara. do not touch.
JUNICHIRO
he, like kunikida, isn’t all for the risqué wallpaper thing until you suggest it. junichiro doesn’t take many photos of your in sexual context anyways because he believes that it’s a time to show how much he loves you, to live in the moment instead of trying to preserve the past.
his wallpaper isn’t all that exciting. you sit on your knees on the bed, the buckles of your baby blue lingerie set digging into the soft flesh of your skin as you hug the giant teddy bear beside you. junichiro took this photo the morning after valentines day, when his gift to you was the giant bear and your gift to him was … well, yourself.
he was more than stunned to see you when he came in from work, struggling through the door with the giant bear and dropping it when he saw you, one hand in between your legs and the other squeezing your nipple through the lace fabric of your bra.
“happy valentines, juni baby,” you whine, eyes rolling back into your skull as you pinch your clit. “fuck- i need you so bad.”
the teddy bear is abandoned on the floor for the time being, and that night, some neighbours were definitely disturbed.
© starscara 2022 — all rights reserved. do not copy, repost or translate my works without permission.
#bungou stray dogs#bungou stray dogs x reader#bungou stray dogs smut#chuuya nakahara#osamu dazai#doppo kunikida#junichiro tanizaki#ʚɞ locked + loaded.#chuuya x reader#osamu dazai x reader#kunikida x reader#junichiro x reader
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psa
i am not going to write a sequel for you when you didn't even reblog the fic.
i am not going to write your request, that you sent to my dms without asking if i take requests, when i have never once seen you interact with my content.
i am not going to tag you in the sequel that i'm not going to write, when you have not even bothered to notice that the fic you're commenting on doesn't have a tag list.
fic writers are constantly begging for you to reblog our fics. to tell us something you liked about it instead of demanding more. if you're reading on this site, it is safe to assume that you've seen a post like this one.
i am not going out of my way for you when your actions demonstrate that you do not care about the time and effort that goes into my work. that you did not think it was worthy of sharing. so no, i am not writing you a sequel, or a request, or tagging you.
please do better when supporting fan creators. <3
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STARSCARA PRESENTS
kinktober 2022 ; deep in love!
hi there !! luna here, and i’m glad to announce my first ever kinktober on tumblr !! i’ve never done a kinktober before, so i’m sure this’ll be really fun.
my kinktober will take place over the four full weeks of october, posting every tuesday, thursday and saturday. each week will feature three characters from three different franchises, and for week four, i’m glad to announce that i am holding a special request event ! details and masterlist below the cut, and i hope you enjoy !
UPDATE (15/10/22) : kinktober will now be running into november due to some personal problems with motivation and writer’s block. sorry for any inconvenience caused.
WEEK ONE : genshin impact
day 1 (4th oct) - lisa ; electrostim
day 2 (6th oct) - heizou + kazuha ; threesome
day 3 (8th oct) - dottore ; scalpel kink
WEEK TWO : bungou stray dogs
day 4 (11th oct) - ranpo edogawa ; dress up
day 5 (13th oct) - osamu dazai ft atsushi nakajima ; voyeurism
day 6 (15th oct) - akiko yosano ; restraints
WEEK THREE : jujutsu kaisen
day 7 (18th oct) - kento nanami ; in public
day 8 (20th oct) - yuuji itadori ; praise kink
day 9 (22nd oct) - satoru gojo ; camming
WEEK FOUR : special request event!
in the last week of october, i’m pleased to be holding a special request event !! please read the rules below and the rules of my blog before submitting your request ; thank you !
in order for me to write your request, it must meet these guidelines:
1. in your request, please mention somewhere that it is for my kinktober event otherwise i will treat it like any normal request. kinktober requests take priority.
2. please make sure to specify which kink you would like me to write and which character you would like me to write, referring to the character list in my blog rules.
3. this request event will operate on a first come first serve basis. i will stop taking requests for this event after october 23rd 2022, so if you want me to write something for you, be quick !!
requests can be submitted from now all the way up until the date specified above. thank you so much, and have a very happy kinktober!!
© starscara 2022 — all rights reserved. do not copy, repost or translate my works without permission.
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i’m actually starting to genuinely think something is wrong bcs now i can’t see dash??? i’m getting worried this is happening both on desktop and ios
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right tumblr is now not letting me message anyone
its a good day 😉
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as a british person, everything is funny to me
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🏷 : @sips-tea-cutely , @pussydrunkfyodor
W4TCH 4ND LE4RN — osamu dazai ft. atsushi nakajima
SYN0PS1S : suggestive displays of affection are completely fine, considering you don’t get caught.
C0NTA1NS : voyeurism turned exhibitionism, pet names, getting caught, workplace s-x, vaginal f-ngering, dry h-mping, making out, n-pple play, h-ndjobs, l-wd fantasies
A/N : kinktober is going poo for me so far … but i’m glad to give you day 4!! i had a good time writing this fic so i hope you enjoy it. psa though - days 5 and 6 may be out a little later than advertised because i’m a bit behind on writing. make sure to check out the masterlist for a sneak peak at what’s coming you way this week!
K1NKT0BER ’22 — #WEEKTW0
It started with a touch. Well, a couple of touches to be precise. Ever since you stepped foot in the office, Dazai couldn’t keep his hands off of you, touching you at any chance possible. Leaning in to help you with a report and sliding his hands up your back, curling his arms around your waist as you stood in the queue of the local coffee shop; Dazai just did not stop touching you.
He certainly couldn’t stop touching you now, considering your current position.
“Hey… we’re gonna get caught.” Dazai’s hands snake around to your ass, giving each cheek a generous squeeze before running his hands up your back. You grab his wrist to stop him but he expertly twists free, continuing his journey along your figure. “Dazai-”
“What’s the problem, bella?” he asks, pulling your hips closer to his torso. “There’s nobody here and there won’t be for a while, so why not make the most of our time together?”
You roll your eyes. Everyone in the office had left for the day, leaving you and Dazai alone to complete any unfinished work. Dazai, of course, had no intention of doing so, instead insisting upon annoying you whilst you were supposed to be working. His annoying quips had quickly escalated to even more annoying (and slightly intentional) touches, which then somehow turned into you being seated on his lap, arms slung around his neck whilst his hands explored your body eagerly.
“Anyone could walk in,” you protest, gasping as Dazai places a kiss in the crook of your neck. His hands resume their place on your ass, moving it backwards and forwards slowly against his crotch. “Why can’t it wait?”
Dazai retracts. “Why should it wait? There’s nobody here, and I’ve always wanted to see you flustered at work.” Your cheeks burn. “You’re always so composed-” he kisses your cheek, “-and you’re always working-” he kisses your other cheek, “-and it’s so not fair.” His last kiss lands directly on your lips, taking you by surprise. “Come on, belladonna,” he groans. “Why don’t we have some fun?”
You look around the office. Dazai is right- it’s completely deserted. Nobody wants to be working overtime and especially not on a Saturday, so what reason would anyone ever walk in? You sigh, defeated by Dazai’s logic (and partly, charm).“Fine. But if we get caught-”
“We won’t,” he responds suavely, sliding one of his hands up your blouse. “Let loose for once.” You melt in his hands as he pinches one of your nipples through your bra, a sigh of pleasure slipping past your lips. Dazai captures your open lips in a kiss and your eyes flutter shut, your hips moving on their own as it deepens.
Whispers of his name drip from your lips like honey as you continuously grind against Dazai’s forming bulge, your hands gripping onto the collar of his shirt as you feel his hips stutter upwards into your own dripping underwear. “Please…” you moan quietly into his mouth, hands fumbling to undo his shirt.
You freeze when you hear the door open.
“Is anyone here?” asks the familiar voice of your colleague, Atsushi Nakajima. “Huh, it seems not…”
Atsushi also freezes at the sight of you sitting on Dazai’s lap, one of his hands up your shirt and the other resting on your ass. The silence in the room is positively roaring, the tension so thick that not even a knife could cut it.
Dazai is the first to speak. “Atsushi! How kind of you to join us.” A surprised noise forces its way out of your throat as he continues. “What’s the problem? You look like you’ve just seen a ghost.” As if completely undisturbed, Dazai continues to roll your perked nipple in between his fingers, earning a choked moan from you.
“I’m so sorry,” Atsushi says, his voice barely above a whisper. “I’ll be leaving now.”
Dazai pouts. “Don’t do that! Please, continue whatever you’re here to do and ignore us.” His lips curl into a smirk as he looks up at you, hooded eyes swirling with mischief and lust. “We’ll make sure to be extra quiet.”
You stare at Dazai incredulously. The damn bastard; this entire exchange was his idea and he’d had the audacity to reassure you that you wouldn’t get caught, only to end up being walked in on by the least suspecting member of the agency. “You-”
Dazai presses a finger to his lips in a “shh” motion. “Didn’t we promise we’d be quiet? I’m sure poor Atsushi has a lot of work to do, so let’s not disturb him.” His hands slide from your ass to in between your legs, rubbing languidly at your folds between your underwear. Your mouth drops open in a silent gasp and your grinding resumes, suddenly oblivious to the presence of Atsushi just across the desk from you.
He can’t keep his eyes off of you. Ever since you joined the agency, Atsushi has had an indefinite crush on you. You are the most beautiful being he has laid eyes on; you had the curves, the smile and the personality to make him fall in love instantly. He had to admit that you were the subject of most of his fantasies, his hand sneaking into his pants most nights at the thought of your soft fingers wrapped around him, whispered praises directed at him slipping through your beautiful lips as he spurted his wetness all over your clenched knuckles.
Oh, a boy could dream.
His fantasies shattered in his mind’s eye as he watched you and Dazai, so intimate and unashamed. Your back was turned but the curve of your ass was enough to set him off, his cock stirring in his slacks as he watched you move back and forth on Dazai’s lap. If he strained he could hear your whispered moans of Dazai’s name, and the smug expression plastered on Dazai’s own face as he looked up at you, hand buried in between your legs.
“It seems our guest is enjoying your show, bella,” Dazai says, eyes snapping to meet Atsushi’s. “He can’t keep his eyes off of you.” His fingers flit along your jaw, turning your head to the side. You see Atsushi out of the corner of your eye, his face tomato red and his fists clenched on the desk. It almost looked as if tears were threatening to pool in his eyes.
It was in that moment you realised how cruel your lover could be.
“Well, we can’t leave him hanging, can we?” Dazai smirks as he pushes your soaked underwear to the side and presses a finger in between your dripping lips, eliciting a whine from your swollen lips. His thumb rubs at your clit as he slowly pushes his finger inside, your walls contracting rapidly.
“Dazai-!” Your moan is almost guttural as his thumb starts to draw circles on your engorged nub and his finger curls upwards, hitting the spot that he had memorised. “Please, stop…”
“Come on, bella,” Dazai whines, his face akin to that of a disappointed child. “I was just getting started, and surely you don’t want me to stop now, hm?” The intrusion of another finger sends you reeling, your tongue lolling out as you start to grind on his digits slowly.
“Mr Dazai-” You had completely forgotten about the presence of your bewildered co-worker just across the table from you. “Are you sure this is alright? I feel like I’m disturbing an intimate moment and I-”
Dazai laughs wildly, pretending to wipe away tears from his eyes. “Oh, Atsushi,” he says in between barks of laughter, “you are quite the comedian!” He pulls his fingers out of your fluttering cunt, causing you to whine at the emptiness. “If I wanted you gone, I wouldn’t have invited you in, would I? And besides-” You stare down at Dazai’s crotch as he starts to unbuckle his belt.
“I know you have a crush on my dear belladonna, so now’s your chance to see her fucked stupid.”
© ST4RSC4R4’S K1NKT0BER — deep in love. do not copy, repost or translate my works without permission.
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W4TCH 4ND LE4RN — osamu dazai ft. atsushi nakajima
SYN0PS1S : suggestive displays of affection are completely fine, considering you don’t get caught.
C0NTA1NS : voyeurism turned exhibitionism, pet names, getting caught, workplace s-x, vaginal f-ngering, dry h-mping, making out, n-pple play, h-ndjobs, l-wd fantasies
A/N : kinktober is going poo for me so far … but i’m glad to give you day 4!! i had a good time writing this fic so i hope you enjoy it. psa though - days 5 and 6 may be out a little later than advertised because i’m a bit behind on writing. make sure to check out the masterlist for a sneak peak at what’s coming you way this week!
K1NKT0BER ’22 — #WEEKTW0
It started with a touch. Well, a couple of touches to be precise. Ever since you stepped foot in the office, Dazai couldn’t keep his hands off of you, touching you at any chance possible. Leaning in to help you with a report and sliding his hands up your back, curling his arms around your waist as you stood in the queue of the local coffee shop; Dazai just did not stop touching you.
He certainly couldn’t stop touching you now, considering your current position.
“Hey… we’re gonna get caught.” Dazai’s hands snake around to your ass, giving each cheek a generous squeeze before running his hands up your back. You grab his wrist to stop him but he expertly twists free, continuing his journey along your figure. “Dazai-”
“What’s the problem, bella?” he asks, pulling your hips closer to his torso. “There’s nobody here and there won’t be for a while, so why not make the most of our time together?”
You roll your eyes. Everyone in the office had left for the day, leaving you and Dazai alone to complete any unfinished work. Dazai, of course, had no intention of doing so, instead insisting upon annoying you whilst you were supposed to be working. His annoying quips had quickly escalated to even more annoying (and slightly intentional) touches, which then somehow turned into you being seated on his lap, arms slung around his neck whilst his hands explored your body eagerly.
“Anyone could walk in,” you protest, gasping as Dazai places a kiss in the crook of your neck. His hands resume their place on your ass, moving it backwards and forwards slowly against his crotch. “Why can’t it wait?”
Dazai retracts. “Why should it wait? There’s nobody here, and I’ve always wanted to see you flustered at work.” Your cheeks burn. “You’re always so composed-” he kisses your cheek, “-and you’re always working-” he kisses your other cheek, “-and it’s so not fair.” His last kiss lands directly on your lips, taking you by surprise. “Come on, belladonna,” he groans. “Why don’t we have some fun?”
You look around the office. Dazai is right- it’s completely deserted. Nobody wants to be working overtime and especially not on a Saturday, so what reason would anyone ever walk in? You sigh, defeated by Dazai’s logic (and partly, charm).“Fine. But if we get caught-”
“We won’t,” he responds suavely, sliding one of his hands up your blouse. “Let loose for once.” You melt in his hands as he pinches one of your nipples through your bra, a sigh of pleasure slipping past your lips. Dazai captures your open lips in a kiss and your eyes flutter shut, your hips moving on their own as it deepens.
Whispers of his name drip from your lips like honey as you continuously grind against Dazai’s forming bulge, your hands gripping onto the collar of his shirt as you feel his hips stutter upwards into your own dripping underwear. “Please…” you moan quietly into his mouth, hands fumbling to undo his shirt.
You freeze when you hear the door open.
“Is anyone here?” asks the familiar voice of your colleague, Atsushi Nakajima. “Huh, it seems not…”
Atsushi also freezes at the sight of you sitting on Dazai’s lap, one of his hands up your shirt and the other resting on your ass. The silence in the room is positively roaring, the tension so thick that not even a knife could cut it.
Dazai is the first to speak. “Atsushi! How kind of you to join us.” A surprised noise forces its way out of your throat as he continues. “What’s the problem? You look like you’ve just seen a ghost.” As if completely undisturbed, Dazai continues to roll your perked nipple in between his fingers, earning a choked moan from you.
“I’m so sorry,” Atsushi says, his voice barely above a whisper. “I’ll be leaving now.”
Dazai pouts. “Don’t do that! Please, continue whatever you’re here to do and ignore us.” His lips curl into a smirk as he looks up at you, hooded eyes swirling with mischief and lust. “We’ll make sure to be extra quiet.”
You stare at Dazai incredulously. The damn bastard; this entire exchange was his idea and he’d had the audacity to reassure you that you wouldn’t get caught, only to end up being walked in on by the least suspecting member of the agency. “You-”
Dazai presses a finger to his lips in a “shh” motion. “Didn’t we promise we’d be quiet? I’m sure poor Atsushi has a lot of work to do, so let’s not disturb him.” His hands slide from your ass to in between your legs, rubbing languidly at your folds between your underwear. Your mouth drops open in a silent gasp and your grinding resumes, suddenly oblivious to the presence of Atsushi just across the desk from you.
He can’t keep his eyes off of you. Ever since you joined the agency, Atsushi has had an indefinite crush on you. You are the most beautiful being he has laid eyes on; you had the curves, the smile and the personality to make him fall in love instantly. He had to admit that you were the subject of most of his fantasies, his hand sneaking into his pants most nights at the thought of your soft fingers wrapped around him, whispered praises directed at him slipping through your beautiful lips as he spurted his wetness all over your clenched knuckles.
Oh, a boy could dream.
His fantasies shattered in his mind’s eye as he watched you and Dazai, so intimate and unashamed. Your back was turned but the curve of your ass was enough to set him off, his cock stirring in his slacks as he watched you move back and forth on Dazai’s lap. If he strained he could hear your whispered moans of Dazai’s name, and the smug expression plastered on Dazai’s own face as he looked up at you, hand buried in between your legs.
“It seems our guest is enjoying your show, bella,” Dazai says, eyes snapping to meet Atsushi’s. “He can’t keep his eyes off of you.” His fingers flit along your jaw, turning your head to the side. You see Atsushi out of the corner of your eye, his face tomato red and his fists clenched on the desk. It almost looked as if tears were threatening to pool in his eyes.
It was in that moment you realised how cruel your lover could be.
“Well, we can’t leave him hanging, can we?” Dazai smirks as he pushes your soaked underwear to the side and presses a finger in between your dripping lips, eliciting a whine from your swollen lips. His thumb rubs at your clit as he slowly pushes his finger inside, your walls contracting rapidly.
“Dazai-!” Your moan is almost guttural as his thumb starts to draw circles on your engorged nub and his finger curls upwards, hitting the spot that he had memorised. “Please, stop…”
“Come on, bella,” Dazai whines, his face akin to that of a disappointed child. “I was just getting started, and surely you don’t want me to stop now, hm?” The intrusion of another finger sends you reeling, your tongue lolling out as you start to grind on his digits slowly.
“Mr Dazai-” You had completely forgotten about the presence of your bewildered co-worker just across the table from you. “Are you sure this is alright? I feel like I’m disturbing an intimate moment and I-”
Dazai laughs wildly, pretending to wipe away tears from his eyes. “Oh, Atsushi,” he says in between barks of laughter, “you are quite the comedian!” He pulls his fingers out of your fluttering cunt, causing you to whine at the emptiness. “If I wanted you gone, I wouldn’t have invited you in, would I? And besides-” You stare down at Dazai’s crotch as he starts to unbuckle his belt.
“I know you have a crush on my dear belladonna, so now’s your chance to see her fucked stupid.”
© ST4RSC4R4’S K1NKT0BER — deep in love. do not copy, repost or translate my works without permission.
#bungou stray dogs#bungou stray dogs x reader#bungou stray dogs smut#osamu dazai#atsushi nakajima#osamu dazai x reader#kinktober#kinktober 2022#ʚɞ kinktober!#ʚɞ locked + loaded.#ʚɞ event!
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Words of Encouragement
As the interaction discussion I monitored this weekend comes to a close, I have been struggling to think of what I can say to help everyone. I pride myself on being good with words when it comes to stories, but I am just absolutely horrible when it comes to advice-giving. I'm still going to try though because I am concerned after what I've seen.
One of my favorite shows is an NBC show called 30 Rock. It's about the head writer for a popular late night variety show and the hijinks that ensue.
There is an episode where the main character Liz Lemon is getting so stressed that she needs therapy. She enlists the help of simple yet sweet page Kenneth to be her therapist, but he cannot handle the pressure of it, so it backfires on her. Liz's no nonsense boss Jack steps in to help Kenneth and says, "Put your mental burden in my mind vice, and I will crush it."
Going into this discussion, I wanted to carry the attitude of Jack's "mind vice", but I will be incredibly honest with you all. The further it went, I became as stressed as Kenneth due to my empathetic nature.
It truly concerns me to see a lot of people being so stressed over something that shouldn't be stressful at all. I have been writing fanfic since most of you were five years old, so this isn't my first time dealing with these stressors. It's just a different website.
Some common themes I noticed in the messages were as follows:
Feeling like a third wheel when it comes to mutuals
Feeling like your writing is not good enough because it is not getting reblogged
Feeling unmotivated because you don't receive a large amount of feedback
Feeling used because of spam likers
First of all, I'm so sorry to hear that there are people who have felt one of these, two of these, or even all four at once. You all shouldn't ever, ever feel this way. You deserve so much more than what is happening.
Second of all, I would encourage those that are writers to go back in the tag and find the handful of reader POVs that were sent in after the event is over later today. All of them made very valid points, and I think they are things that we regularly forget as writers. While, yes, there are always going to be spam likers and ungrateful readers, I believe in the bottom of my heart that probably more than half of them are not that way at all, and I think it's very easy for us to just think they're all the same when we only receive a like.
Thirdly, if I could take ratios away for all of you, I would. But I cannot. I can only give you some words of encouragement of what I've learned in my 18 years of writing fan fiction, so I hope that they help someone.
Notes Do Not Matter
At the End of the Day, You Should Be Writing For Yourself
I know, I know. I know, I know, I know. You're like, "What the fuck, Rae, yes they do."
But I feel like there is an alarming amount of people that are equating their worth as a writer (and person) to how well a fic does. We see how well another's fic does and if it doesn't reach that amount of notes, it's seen in our eyes as failure. Or if it doesn't reach x amount of interactions in x timeframe, we also see that as failure.
You cannot do this to yourself. It will drive you absolutely batshit insane.
And honestly? I completely understand wanting to be recognized for your writing, but you really have to think about it. Do you want 12k notes on every fic you put out? The people I knew that had massive amounts of notes the last time I was writing fanfic-- They were MASSIVELY unhappy. When they did get the interaction they craved, it turned out it wasn't what they wanted at all.
I'm not saying that this will be the same outcome for you, but I implore you to sit down and really think if wanting a large amount of notes comes from a deeper issue, like theirs did.
I don't think I'll host another one of these any time soon because it did take a lot out of me, but I do encourage both parties to step into the other's shoes.
You've done it! You've finished a fic!
Were you happy while you wrote it? Did some time pass and you went "Ohmygod, how long have I been sitting here?"? Did you have a fun time while you did it?
Guess what? You did it.
And by you did it, I mean you've already succeeded.
You made yourself happy writing about your favorite little blorbo (Or, if you're like me, writing about someone else's favorite blorbo so you get a DM going 'GODDAMNIT RAE' two seconds later lmaooo)
You cannot be waiting on interactions and note amounts to make yourself happy. It will not come, I promise you.
You cannot worry about what user 472347294 thinks about your fic and if it's good enough to be reblogged or not.
That kind of thinking will absolutely decimate you.
Your bar should be this now.
"Did I have a lot of fun writing it?"
Then you've done it. You succeeded. That's all that matters in the end is if YOU were happy while you wrote it. If YOU had fun while you wrote it.
Writers-- I get it. It fucking SUCKS to sink hours and hours and hours and hours into something and get literally nothing in return (I am TERRIFIED to post a Sukuna fic because of this). But I'm about to tell you some really hard pills to swallow, and some of you might disagree with me, and that's fine. But I feel like it needs to be said.
Just like we don't owe anything to readers (chapter updates, part twos, etc.), they don't owe us anything. I think it's very easy for us to get into the mindset of "I worked on this for x amount of hours, so you HAVE to give me feedback".
No. They don't. They don't owe us anything, just like we don't owe them anything. I can't find a gentler way to say it, but it's something I've thought of for awhile now.
Instead, what I encourage you to do is pay attention to those that DO leave feedback. Reach out to them when they do, and sort of a, "Hey, thank you so much for reading my fic, I really appreciate it!" Or something along those lines. I was doing that but I have been slacking on it for the last couple months, so maybe it's something we can all start to do together.
Readers-- I hadn't thought about it before about how you feel like your follower count is too insignificant for a reblog to do any good, or how the times that you have left feedback, you felt like you were pushed to the side. And for that, I am sorry.
I know we are always ranting about reblogs and how important they are, but I apologize to those who are trying. To those that do take the time out to leave feedback, you are appreciated more than you know. You are the reason we continue to make content, whether we reach out to you or not.
I also do think it's very easy for us writers to forget that there is an incredibly large amount of content out there to consume, and we are basically making it impossible to keep up with. Tumblr's bookmarking system is just fucking awful (if you can even call it that) so I completely understand where you're coming from.
My advice to you is to keep trying to leave feedback, no matter how small. Hopefully there will be some writers who will reach back out to you and tell you thanks.
To those that are too shy to leave feedback, I would encourage you to leave feedback on your favorite writers fics (Please, for the love of god, stay away from the writers who think that they're better than you because their follower count got to their head. You'll know them when you see them.).
And if you are unsure of what to even say, please drop by (I have anonymous on always!) and I would be more than happy to help you!
There are a few more messages queued for today, but I will probably end the discussion at 3pm EST since I have to work tonight.
Thank you again to those that sent things in. I'm happy that we were able to be respectful to one another and I hope that maybe we were able to step into the other party's shoes and can be more kind to each other going forward.
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WEEK TW0 ; on the streets of yokohama (11th - 15th oct)
#DAY4 — W4TCH & LE4RN (osamu dazai ft. atsushi nakajima)
suggestive displays of affection are completely fine, considering you don’t get caught.
contains: voyeurism turned exhibitionism, pet names, getting caught, workplace sex, vaginal fingering, dry humping, making out, nipple play, handjobs, lewd fantasies
#DAY5 — SERVE ME (ranpo edogawa)
pretty girls dressed up in frilly maid dresses and fluffy cat ears have one job: to serve their master.
contains: tba
#DAY6 — D0CT0R, D0CT0R (akiko yosano)
doctor, doctor, i think my body is broken! you’re the only one who can fix me, right?
contains: tba
© ST4RSC4R4’S K1NKT0BER — deep in love. do not copy, repost or translate my works without permission.
#bungou stray dogs#bungou stray dogs x reader#kinktober#kinktober 2022#bungou stray dogs smut#ʚɞ event!#osamu dazai#atsushi nakajima#ranpo edogawa#akiko yosano#osamu dazai x reader#ranpo edpgawa x reader#akiko yosano x reader
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is it just me but when people say “cum eating” i immediately think of reader slurping up a delicious bowl of Fresh Semen
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Ooh mine will be Jeongyeon and bias wrecker Jihyo
SORRY FOR THE LATE REPLY but yes i love jeongyeon and jihyo so thats so valid
i dont have a Solid Bias but i really like momo and dahyun!!
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ok here’s what im gonna do
im gonna switch day 4 and day 5 to give myself more time to finish the ranpo fic
@pussydrunkfyodor you get dazai voyeurism a couple days early xx
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hi dash dazai is so sexy
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