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star-anise · 4 months

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now, hold still—

I'd kill for some resources on body image in the context of disability, chronic pain, and having grown up with a complicated and intense medical history. I think I've exhausted my local library's offerings. Yes, I'm seeing a counsellor who focuses on this, and he's probably got recs, but I'm pacing my cage and lashing my tail in between sessions.

"Body image" has a particular connotation most of the time, because it comes out of the field that deals with eating disorders. Which is great and I'm glad for the people it works for, but its basic principles and assumptions are for completely different problems than the one I have.

I can't track down who said it first, but in my reading I keep coming across this narrative of, "I saw my body as something to be disciplined and controlled, an object only seen by external eyes. Now I've learned to take joy in what my body can do and experience, and to see it as a site of pleasure."

...Sounds fake, but okay.

My body is a site of pain. It cannot do or bear the experience of many things. I have to exercise a huge amount of discipline and control just to get out of bed every day. I can't imagine my body being a visible object that other people might find pleasing; it's incredibly hard to look up from my continual tooth-and-nail fight getting my body to let me live to imagine what someone who doesn't live with all this shit might see.

When I was a child, I learned to hold myself very still. For a hairdresser, or photographer, or a dentist, or someone who wanted to measure my height, or an injection, or a doctor who wanted a demonstration of how one of my joints looked, or an X-ray, or an IV inserted, or a CAT scan, or to have a cast taken off, or a PET scan, or to have a wound treated, or an MRI, or to have a pin pulled out.

And you know, I got proud of that. I felt like a brave warrior in a fantasy novel. I learned to take deep breaths, and take myself in my mind away from the anxiety and unpleasantness, until I could shut down my reaction to it. So that I didn't flinch or scream or cry. Because there was something wrong with my body, and doctors knew how to fix it.

When I was getting assessed for fibromyalgia, this new doctor told me he was going palpate areas in my back, arms, and knees. I get a lot of massage; I knew what was coming. I slowed my breathing, concentrating on the long outbreath. I took myself away from my reactions and thought continually, obsessively, about letting my body droop, weightless, like the moment when your aching limbs meet a solid surface and fresh cool sheets.

"Hm, I dunno," he said. "A lot of this checks out, but your trigger point exam was totally negative. Most people, when I touch those points, they have a big reaction. Some people even scream and jump off the table."

"Well, no," I think I said. "If I'd done that, it would have hurt way more, for like, hours." And I was polite about it, because you have to be polite to doctors; doctors know how to make you feel better. But what I felt at the time, and still feel today, is a kind of outrage I labelled was unreasonable the moment it was born: You wanted to hurt me, and it's my fault for not letting you?

How do you learn how to ask for things, when you've taught yourself to lie still and cry quietly because the nurse who said they'd be right back is helping someone who suddenly needs the help more? How do you express yourself, when you've spent your whole life gritting your teeth?

The problems I have about my body are not about being attractive or thin. They are, however, about being small. Learning to cry less, scream less, and ask for less. About feeling like my body is a burden to anyone who comes to know it, and like that's a burden I can't ask other people to take on unless I'm staggering under the weight of it.

Right now, what I've got is this:

Remember, you weren’t the one who made you ashamed, but you are the one who can make you proud. Just practice, practice until you get proud, and once you are proud, keep practicing so you won’t forget. You get proud by practicing.

#staranise original #chronic pain lyfe #gore tw

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kaeyx · 7 months

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corrupting pm dazai

when he was in the pm he was already pretty fucked up, but he was way more vulnerable and i love the idea of taking advantage of that

you liked the idea of pegging him, but he definitely wasn’t. but in the end, if you wanted him to do something, he didn’t really have a say in it. he would complain with teary eyes about how it hurts, and it’s too much for him, but you’re dead set on making him cum this way. dazai sobbed the entire time, but ended up cumming pretty quickly. after he came, he looked up at you while you were pulling out and asked for another.

Okay so I got a little carried away uhh

Warnings: Reader is gn, mentioned as having a penis but it could be a strap, "cock" is always strap inclusive on this blog. Manipulation on reader's part, it's assumed that all parties are of age and this is strictly fantasy.

Yessss he's so fucked up but also so lonely. He had Chuuya, he had Oda and Ango, but who else? We know Chuuya had other friends, but Dazai is the demon prodigy, the youngest executive, one half of double black. If you read the light novels he's always described as a demon, a strategist, someone smart, cold, calculating. And then you look at him and he's... 16, 17, 18. That's a child. At his age I was skipping classes and crushing on Sans Undertale, and he's out there living on his own in a dump and killing people. He can't help but latch onto anyone who'll treat him normally. He wants to be a dumb teen, he wants to try new things, he wants to explore the world, and his body too. And if you're there, treating him decently, laughing with him and fussing over his injuries, he's already eating out of the palm of your head. I'm not sure about experience since he's had to have tried to kiss Chuuya at some point. Maybe they got smashed and had sex that one time, but I digress. He doesn't really know what he's doing. He knows he gets off to some weird, fucked up shit but he doesn't know anything about boundaries or safewording or the traffic light system or anything.

Logistics and morals aside this means you can pretty much convince him to do whatever you want. Treat him well, or just decently, kiss him and pet his hair, call him your good boy while you make him cum for the third time and he's crying into your chest, he'll love it. Whatever things he's nervous about trying you can just gently coax him into. He doesn't like to be naked? Okay, just take the coat off then. Just pop a few buttons open, lose the tie. With enough time he'd be scrambling to rip all his clothes off, eager to feel your hands all over his bare skin. Nervous about you sucking him off? Guide his hands to the back of your hair, kissing his hips and thighs and edging him a few times until he's pulling at your hair and rutting mindlessly into your mouth. It's just so cute to watch his hesitation turn to eagerness, all those soft limits becoming turn ons.

Dazai would be so nervous about pegging, poor baby. It's dirty, he's never had anything inside him, he doesn't think it would feel good, he doesn't want to. But you sigh and shush him, promising you know best and you'll make sure he feels really good. Working him up first until he's desperate, clinging to you and pouting, cock slapping against his tummy and leaking, painfully hard. You'd use just one finger first, being nice and letting him cum, praising him for doing so good, behaving so well, taking all your finger up to the knuckle. The next day it's two, and you spread him open a little while you edge him, kissing his chest and cheek. By the third day he's not protesting at all, lying back and obediently spreading his legs so you can work him open. He squirms as you press the blunt head against his entrance but you remind him that it'll feel good, that there's nothing to worry about and he wants to make you happy, doesn't he? Dazai pouts a little but nods, relaxing and letting you in.

You take it very slowly of course, since your cock is far larger than your fingers. Rocking slowly back and forth, sinking in more each time until your hips are flush with his ass and he's trembling, clenching around you. You lean over and kiss him, brushing the hair out of his eye, reassuring him that it's okay, he's doing so well, taking all of you so perfectly. Waiting for him to decide when you can start moving, sliding slowly along his walls until you find that one spot that makes him gasp.

You hadn't gone for his prostate before, just focusing on getting him used to something inside him before moving onto pleasure. Dazai cries out in surprise every time you move, his legs trembling, eyes rolling back, unused to the feeling. You decide to be nice to him and touch his poor cock, jerking him off in time with your thrusts until he's grabbing onto your shoulders and clenching around you desperately, spilling over himself. Once he catches his breath he looks up at you, face still flushed, and finally agrees: you really do know better.

Next time the goal is to not touch him at all, make him cum just from the fucking.

#asks.answered #dazai.bsd #dazai x reader #dazai smut #dazai x y/n #pm!dazai

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tkwrites · 8 months

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Love, even in the hard parts. - Quinn Hughes x ofc

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Title: Love, even in the hard parts.

Author: Tory / @tkwrites

Relationship: Pre-established: Quinn Hughes x Original female character

Warnings: grief, mentions of a dead mother, lots of crying, hospitals

Summary: When his mom can't make it to take Quinn to surgery, Sarah steps in inspite of her hatred of hospitals.

Word count: 2500

Comments: This was very much written for myself. As someone who lost both of her parents young, it's often a struggle to find people to relate to about it. A struggle to find people who look for and see pain in others the way I have learned to see it after experiencing it so deeply. I wrote this on a day when I was really missing my mom, and wishing I had another mother figure in my life to give me a warm embrace, or a romantic partner to comfort me through the pain. It's a bit unrealistic to expect someone to fulfill needs without being asked, but that's why it's a fantasy.

These are the same characters as before, but there's not really a timeline. These are just snapshots from their life together.

Love, Even in the Hard Parts

A Quinn & Sarah Snapshot

Sarah hated hospitals. Ever since waiting in one, just to learn her mom couldn’t be saved, she felt anxious and on the verge of tears anytime she was in one.

Ellen was supposed to be here to take Quinn to and from surgery, but her flight had been delayed, so Sarah had stepped in. First, only to drop him off, but upon another text from Ellen, to stay and wait for him to wake.

Quinn had assured her he could ask a teammate to pick him up, but she didn’t want him to be with someone he didn’t know well. Petey had already gone back to Sweden.

She’d had her tonsils removed. It had been more than 10 years, but she still remembered waking up and feeling like she’d swallowed a sandbox. She wouldn’t want to be with anyone but someone she trusted completely.

She had headphones on, and was listening to a romance novel, trying to distract herself from the smell. She’d even rubbed peppermint oil under her nose to try to mask it. Both the oil and the novel were helping, but her heart still thundered in her chest and tears stung behind her eyes, threatening to spill out.

She’d missed the window to walk outside. Now she was too close to him waking up to leave.

When Rose, the motherly looking nurse who had taken Quinn back for surgery, tapped her gently on the shoulder, Sarah jolted. Fear rocketed to her fingertips, making them tingle with misplaced energy.

She smiled kindly, “I'm sorry, hon. He’s just waking up now if you want to come back.”

Slipping her headphones around her neck, Sarah coached herself into standing and followed the nurse into the hallway.

They were in the VIP section, and it looked almost homey. It was still a hospital, and still smelled too sterile and disinfected, but at least it wasn’t 70 different colors of beige and green.

“Here you go,” Rose held the door open for Sarah to step through. She’d been so caught in her own thoughts she didn’t think she could find her way back to the waiting room if she tried.

“Quinn,” Rose said gently, “your wife is here.”

“Girlfriend,” Sarah corrected automatically as she sat in the chair next to the bed.

He gave her a lopsided, drunk smile. "You can be my wife for the day," he said, voice gravelly.

She could see in his face that he was going to be sick before he began to cough. She grabbed the basin off the table next to the bed and held it under his chin, helping him tip his head forward so he wouldn’t get any vomit on himself.

He winced as he settled back.

“I was just about to say,” Rose said, taking the basin from Rachel’s hands, “you’ll want to avoid talking for the next day or two. It can aggravate the gag reflex.”

She took the basin into the bathroom and came out with a fresh one. “It’s very normal to vomit quite a bit after a tonsillectomy,” she assured.

Sarah nodded, looking around the room. It was bigger than any she’d been in in the past. And far more private. Quinn had a beautiful view of the city through a large picture window opposite his bed. Everything was painted in warm, cozy colors. But it was still a hospital, and he still had an IV in his arm that she willed her eyes to skip over every time she looked at him.

His hand came to rest on hers, solid and comforting. When their eyes met, Quinn - even in his drugged up, addled state - could see the sadness and fear in her face. It bothered him that he couldn’t comfort her the way he wanted to.

“Are you okay?” he whispered. No gag came. He would just have to talk quietly.

She nodded, even though she clearly wasn’t. “How are you feeling?”

He shrugged one shoulder up. “Thirsty.”

“Can he have some water?” Sarah asked, thankful to have something to do.

“Gulping can be quite hard, and he won’t be able to use a straw for a week or so, but I’ll get you some ice chips. Do you want them flavored, sweetheart?”

He shook his head.

Rose came back a few minutes later with a cup of soft, pellet ice.

Sarah helped him get it into his mouth, and he sighed when the cold liquid began trailing down his sore throat.

Thirty minutes later, Ellen came blustering into the hospital room, a suitcase wheeling behind her.

“I’m so sorry,” she told Sarah, gathering her into a hug.

Sarah shook her head, and pulled away before she could get too comfortable. An embrace like that would certainly bring her tears spilling over the surface.

“How is he?”

She pointed to the hospital bed, where Quinn was awake, but listlessly so. Sliding between resting and waking to let more ice melt in his mouth.

She didn’t trust herself to speak. There was a certain, intense jealousy that came over her any time she saw someone else’s mother come to support them. Even if she loved them, it was still hard to see and know she would never again get that same support from her own mom.

“Quinn? Quinn, I’m here.”

Hearing his mom's voice brought him out of another stupor.

“How are you feeling?” she asked, pushing his hair off of his forehead.

“Fine,” he whispered.

His eyes sought Sarah in the room. She had her back to them, her arms wrapped so tightly around herself, he could see a peek of her Canucks blue nail polish under each arm.

Ellen settled in the chair next to the bed. Through the rustle of her clothing, Quinn heard Sarah sniff.

“Mom?”

“What, honey?” she asked, smoothing his hair again, “what can I get you?”

“I’m fine, Mom,” he said, testing the limits of his voice. He had to pause and swallow. It hurt, like trying to swallow glass or a golf ball.

She offered him more ice.

He took the cup, but didn’t tip it to his mouth, “Mom, I can't right now, but Sarah really needs someone."

Ellen’s eyes shifted to look at her son's girlfriend, standing proud and contained, looking out the window.

As they watched, her hand swiped over her cheek. Even from there, they could see the sheen of liquid smeared over her fingers.

Ellen squeezed Quinn’s hand and walked over to her. It was just like Quinn, to see someone else's need and find a way to fill it even if he couldn't do it himself.

When the younger woman turned to look at her, fat tears were pooled in her eyes, and rolling down her cheeks.

“Oh, Sarah,” Ellen whispered, and gathered her into an embrace.

Sarah began to really cry then. She wasn’t loud, but her breath shook, and her gasps and cries were tiered, as if she were going up and down stairs.

Ellen held her and smoothed her hair, letting her cry into her shoulder in such a maternal way, Sarah felt both relieved and sad. Her own mother was never as thin as Ellen, but Ellen’s embrace was strong, keeping her grounded the way Sarah needed.

“I just miss her so much,” she whispered.

“I know, sweetheart. I know.”

A while later, she added, “I wish I could have met her.”

That brought on a fresh wave of tears that had Sarah crying louder.

Ellen hugged her tighter, palming the back of her head to keep her head on her shoulder. It had been so long since one of her boys had needed this kind of motherly comfort. This was dually the easiest and hardest part of motherhood. The ‘I’ll hold you while you cry and help you put the pieces back together’ kind of motherhood. At the same time, knowing you couldn’t fix all your child's hurts, or take away their pain.

It brought tears to Ellen's eyes to think that she could stand in for Sarah’s mom in this small way.

A few minutes later, Sarah pulled away, feeling more than a little embarrassed. She wiped at her eyes, and forced a bit of a laugh, “I’m sorry, thank you.”

Ellen took her by the shoulders, “Sarah, you don’t need to thank me, and you certainly don’t need to apologize.”

“I just,” Sarah met her gaze, “thank you. Being here has been really hard.”

“I know. Quinn told me,” she assured, her palm still traveling up and down her back in a soothing pattern. “Thank you for taking such good care of my baby while I was getting here.”

That night, after stopping at the store for ice cream and Popsicles, and watching the game, Quinn settled into bed while Sarah puttered around fussing over him.

“You're sure you don't need anything else?” she asked, finally stopping to look into his face.

He shook his head. “I need you to come to bed.” He patted the space next to him.

She nodded, toed out of her slippers and finally - finally settled next to him, resting her head on his shoulder.

“Thank you for taking me and taking care of me today,” he said, his voice strained with emotion.

She propped herself up with one arm to look at him.

“I love you, Quinn,” she said as if it explained everything. “Of course I'll take care of you.”

“I know, but I know it was hard for you today.”

Her smile was a bit defeated. She wanted to be done with the hospital, even though she knew it was better to talk and process the emotions.

“Thank you for telling your mom what I needed,” she said, her own voice pulled tight with the memory.

“I wish I could have been holding you,” he said, pressing a gentle kiss to her hairline.

A tear slipped down her cheek. Never in any kind of relationship - friendship, sibling or romantic - had someone seen a need and filled it so quickly, without her having to ask. To find support given before seeking – to find that Quinn was paying attention to her too. It made her chest tight with gratitude, and her voice wobble with emotion. This was the first relationship that didn’t feel out of balance as they so often had in the past. They cared for each other in visible, tangible ways.

“You gave me the next best thing,” she whispered. “Thanks for sharing her with me.”

“That’s not sharing, Sar, my mom loves you.”

She gave a defeated little sigh, “I know, it’s just…" her voice trailed off in that thinking way of hers, "thanks for seeing me, I guess.”

He laughed a little at the absurdity of her statement and immediately had to throw up.

By some miracle of physics, he managed to get to the small trash can his mom had set next to the bed.

Without complaint, Sarah got out of bed, took the bag out of the trash can and to the garage bin. When she came back, she had a bottle of water and a large cup.

“Swish and spit,” she said, handing them over. He spit in the cup while she replaced the liner. She made him do it twice more before she dumped the contents into the ensuite sink and came back to settle next to him again.

“Why wouldn’t I see you?” he whispered a while later, after the lights had been turned off, and what she said was still lingering in his mind.

A sigh moved her shoulder into his chest with a little more force than before. “I just mean… I’m usually the one doing the caring, not the other way around, and it's nice - to be cared for.”

He adjusted a little to get more of his arm around her. “I love taking care of you,” he whispered into her hair.

Turning over, she tucked her face into the crook of his neck. He felt her tears on his skin before he heard them.

He held her and let her cry. From everything he knew about her past relationships, she was often taken advantage of. Doing all the emotional work without getting much in return. She would be the first to tell him that her unwillingness to share her emotions was the main culprit for that. Even after therapy taught her to express herself and ask for what she needed, she always seemed surprised to find him still there when she had a hard day, as if he might run away from her pain. But nothing worth anything didn’t take a little work. It was all about intention. And he loved her and wanted to be with her, so he focused his intention on that, no matter the hurdle in their path.

For her part, Sarah was glad Quinn came from a family that understood grief. A month before she met him, she had decided not to date anyone who hadn’t lost a parent or sibling. It was just too hard to explain the waves of grief to someone who hadn’t gone through it. Quinn had surprised her, sharing some of his father’s stories about losing his mother when she brought it up for the first time. He didn’t have that first-hand experience, but he was sympathetic, and even once told her he asked his parents for advice when they first started dating. He was all in, and she realized that meant more than anything else.

When she lifted her head eventually, Quinn brushed her tears away with his thumb. Leaving his hand there, cupping the soft curve of her jaw, he smiled and kissed her gently. “I love you,” he whispered.

“I love you too.”

She settled back in again, tucked into Quinn’s side as they drifted to sleep.

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zainab--saeed · 10 months

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Writeblr Introduction

Hi there! I'm Zainab, and welcome to the disaster that is going to be this blog.

Some things about me:

~I'm a 21 year old writer from South Africa

~I'm currently studying psychology at university (send help)

~I write a lot of fantasy romance and poetry as well!

~My writing focuses a lot on characters and their dynamics. I add a bit of romance to all my WIPs because I'm a complete hopeless romantic. I also really enjoy writing sarcastic characters, bickering, angst and friendship dynamics.

~I'm really into history and art, and spend most of my time worldbuilding and plotting for all the novels I have planned. I make a lot of mood boards/character aesthetics and playlists too!

~I've been writing since I was 15, but have nothing out yet. I'm hoping this blog will inspire me to stay motivated and hold myself more accountable.

Some of my interests and obsessions include:

Merlin (the show. still not over it. still crying)

Pride and Prejudice (I've read it like 5 times. Watched the 2005 movie and the series, and Pride and Prejudice and Zombies. It is unhealthy how much I love anything to do with this book)

Greek and Egyptian mythology (I never got out of that phase)

Anime, fanfiction and Webtoon (someone come talk to me about The Remarried Empress please)

I have a few WIPs because I suck at sticking to one idea, but I'll introduce the one I'm currently most excited about in my next post!

I haven't really been using Tumblr as a writer for long, but I'm hoping to share my work and make some new writer friends here :)

Feel free to drop by and chat, I'm in desperate need of people to talk to about writing :,)

That's all for now! Thanks for reading <3

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rp-partnerfinder · 5 days

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Hi, you can call me Storm! I'm 30 and the mom of a loud and demanding cat ❤️

I’m a multiple paragraphs/novella style writer. I love to write detailed descriptions and delve into a character’s head/emotions as well as surroundings. I compare it to writing a novel together. Not every reply has to be novella length, however. If there are action or dialogue heavy scenes, I tend to do a shorter back and forth to keep the momentum going.

I only do MxF (with me writing the female role). I don’t double, but I’m more than happy to write side characters of either gender to help move the story along. I only want female authors writing male characters as I’ve had bad experiences with cis male authors. (Trans men and nonbinary pals are exceptions).

I'm really hoping to find a friendship, someone who can add to our story, and most importantly, someone who wants a long-term connection. It's difficult for me to write with someone if I don't feel that genuine bond. It's also important to me to have a high level of activity, with at least one reply a day.

If you suddenly stop replying ic and ooc, I'll drop the story after 2 attempts of gauging interest spaced a week apart. But feel free to message me if you want to pick the story back up again, even months later.

Searching For:

20+ partners only

An excellent grasp of grammar, punctuation, spelling, and capitalization. (Literate to advanced writers only, please. I'm not looking for newbies)

Plot before smut. While mature themes will be in my writing, there needs to be chemistry between our characters. I normally do a 60/40 plot to smut ratio and my characters tend to be subs/switches depending on the circumstances

An older male character (early forties to mid-late fifties). I love the gruff and tough men with dark pasts who secretly have a soft heart. I also love grumpy, hypermasculine men being intimidated by sweet but fiery women. My characters are mid-late twenties to early-mid thirties so the age gap is legal.

Enthusiasm to chat about our character and ship, how to crush them and then gushing over fluffy moments. I love crying over characters and what the heck they’re doing. I want my heart ripped from my chest from angst, then feeling like it’s going to burst from overwhelming cuteness. I want us to love these characters and the world we create. I want to make pinterest boards, spotify playlists, graphics, and toss headcanons back and forth until late at night.

Have an idea for a scene? Found a picture that inspired you? Send it to me! Be invested when it comes to plotting/worldbuilding. There’s nothing worse than receiving one sentence in reply to two paragraphs of ideas, or having a doormat partner who says “sure” to whatever I ask. Building ideas one on top of the other, watching them snowball into amazing plot threads brings me joy. But having to pull plot ideas like I’m pulling teeth makes me think you’re not interested, and I will lose interest in return.

Interests:

Modern fantasy, monsters, sci-fi, omegaverse, southern gothic/midwest gothic (i’m a sucker for that southern/texas drawl), horror, height/size difference, cheating/affair, enemies to lovers, slow burn romance, spooky small towns, post apocalyptic/dystopia, crime/mysteries, emotionally charged/dark and gritty, bodyguard x assignment, forced proximity, opposites attract, fated mates, anti heroes/morally gray characters, traumatic pasts, grumpy x sunshine, one bed, men who simp over their women, touch her / him and die, and more.

I have lots of original plot ideas in mind as well!

Fandoms (OCs ONLY)

Star Wars, Stranger Things, Mercy Thompson Series, True Blood, The Last of Us, Hunger Games, Fallout (TV Show)

I write only on discord using servers with organized channels. Like this post or add me on discord (magicofrain) if you’re interested. The most effective way to grab my genuine interest is by messaging me as if we've been friends for years. Please let me know which interests you liked from my ad.

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darkrpfinder · 5 days

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Hi, you can call me Storm! I'm 30 and the mom of a loud and demanding cat ❤️

Searching For:

20+ partners only

An excellent grasp of grammar, punctuation, spelling, and capitalization. (Literate to advanced writers only, please. I'm not looking for newbies)

Interests:

I have lots of original plot ideas in mind as well!

Fandoms (OCs ONLY)

Star Wars, Stranger Things, Mercy Thompson Series, True Blood, The Last of Us, Hunger Games, Fallout (TV Show)

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rphunter · 5 days

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Hi, you can call me Storm! I'm 30 and the mom of a loud and demanding cat ❤️

Searching For:

20+ partners only

An excellent grasp of grammar, punctuation, spelling, and capitalization. (Literate to advanced writers only, please. I'm not looking for newbies)

Interests:

I have lots of original plot ideas in mind as well!

Fandoms (OCs ONLY)

Star Wars, Stranger Things, Mercy Thompson Series, True Blood, The Last of Us, Hunger Games, Fallout (TV Show)

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johnslittlespoon · 7 days

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https://www.tumblr.com/hogans-heroes/746685005077544960/the-most-powerful-one-so-far-im-crying

Have you seen this buckbucky edit yet?

BIG OL' MISCELLANEOUS ASK POST!!

1) UNFORTUNATELY (said with love). that edit made me cry like a mf, my soul is too soft for those two to stay dry eyed through stuff like that. but god it was BEAUTIFUL.

2) ohh 100000%. it's in my post–war buckbucky playlist, it fits john's pov so well. it's so angsty, working through mental health issues in the aftermath, learning how to communicate with gale and ask for help when he needs it, just wanting to be by his side 24/7 but feeling undeserving of his love and also being afraid of how much he loves him and how much gale loves him back </3

3) omg no don't be sorry!! i am someone who listens to a little bit of everythinggg don't sweat it. i gave it a listen and YOWCH that hurt wtf?? it does fit bucky in that time so well, our poor sweet boy. :( also i still feel so bad that my only curtbucky fic is an mcd angst one LOL i need to fix that soon <3

4) another one i hadn't heard but nooo it absolutely is. all the angsty pine–y songs fit him so perfectly </3 he just wants to feel someone love him the same way he loves!! but also: 'i know i should be angry, but i can barely feel a fucking thing' is very plane–wing–scene :(

5) NO. NOT FUN. i have such a hard time listening to that song as is but thinking about it with post–war john in mind has literally made it 10x more painful and now this edit 😭 i tried to make an angsty edit to it a few weeks back but i started crying every time LOL phoebe just hurts too damn bad when you pair her with mota stuff. i adore her <3

6) SGDKJG honestly a wild day for us. she cracks me up like no one else <33 but OOO okay so i'm a strange one alright i grew up adoring anything fantasy/sci–fi, ate every novel and movie and show up, but in the past few years i've sort of lost interest in that vibe? which makes me really sad! but i've just been enjoying more slice of life stuff in terms of media i consume.

so i think if dune had come out when i was in like high school, i would've been obsessed, but even if it's not my go to genre, i still thought they were beautiful movies, perfect casts, managed to hold my attention as someone who can barely sit thru movies 99% of the time, the sound design was incredible, 10/10. no complaints.

but listen.... at first i was like "yummy feyd" as a joke. i serious'd very very fast. like i knew i'd be attracted just bc, i mean, c'mon, it's austin lmfaooo, but my brain chemistry was genuinely altered. i haven't like properly fleshed out any au–type of brainrot because i honestly didn't retain enough info about the dune universe (again. i am not a good movie watcher, i do not do well just sitting down and paying attention to one thing for three hours lol) but i do think some sort of crossover where john is in the dune world would be interesting!

let's be real, most of us would probably just wanna see john and feyd fuck nasty so. not sure it needs much elaborating on LMFAO and i'd be surprised if someone doesn't end up writing a fic like that– wouldn't be surprised if there already are some!

#sorry for lumping so many together bbs #i just feel bad spamming the timeline LOL so i figured since these were all such a mixed bag i could squeeze them into one post <3 #johnslittlespoon asks #johnslittlespoon yaps

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roleplayfinder · 23 days

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Hi, you can call me Storm! I'm 30 and the mom of a loud and demanding cat ❤️

Searching For:

20+ partners only

An excellent grasp of grammar, punctuation, spelling, and capitalization. (Literate to advanced writers only, please. I'm not looking for newbies)

Interests:

I have lots of original plot ideas in mind as well!

Fandoms (OCs ONLY)

Star Wars, Stranger Things, Mercy Thompson Series, True Blood, The Last of Us, Hunger Games

#twenty and over #oc #oc roleplay #oc rp #mxf #mxf roleplay #mxf rp #fantasy #fantasy roleplay #fantasy rp #sci-fi #omegaverse #star wars #mercy thompson series #true blood

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cherrybunniesposts · 25 days

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Can I request an Umbrella Academy ship please? I'm female, my pronouns are she/her, and I would prefer to be shipped with a male character! I love kids and recently got a job as a children's librarian! I'm obsessed with all things fashion; I mostly wear dresses and a lot of gold jewelry. I've been a huge Swiftie for a long time and evermore (the album) has a special place in my heart. One of my hobbies outside of work is writing; in my free time I've been working on a fantasy novel! I also love going to the movies. I would say I'm shy and a bit of a people-pleaser but also really optimistic. I'm a vegetarian and have a huge sweet tooth. I'm not really big on giving affection but I won't say no to a hug or a cuddle if it's from the right person!

I ship you with Ben! I was reading this through and thought of Ben before anyone else, so let me give an idea on why I think you two would work together well. Ben is usually often exasperated constantly dealing with his brother klaus's shenanigans, so seeing you thrive in a setting that also has you be a caretaker for reckless/impulsive people (because let's be honest as much as I adore klaus he's not the best at thinking before acting, and that can be seen as childish) and if you're good at keeping a level head even with all the chaos, he'll admire you greatly for it. Ben clearly has a clear idea on what his style is and likes to express that, so your love for fashion will be one of the many things he finds endearing about you- and he has no problem listening to you for hours as you talk about the new project you want to work on or the fashion runaway that caught your eye this month. It's not like the afterlife is giving him new forms of entertainment, and the sound of your voice is better than anything else the world could offer to him. Ben is very often times a pessimistic person due to how much he prefers critical thinking, but I think your optimistic perspective towards things would help him feel like the worst case scenario isn't always the only case. Ben isn't big on physical affection either (for obvious reasons) so bonding between you two will often involve him sitting near by and quietly watching you write or occasionally adding commentary if you get stuck on something. You're a bit of a people pleaser and ben is anything but that so while ben would encourage you to stand up for yourself more, he would also have to learn when to back down from an arguement and let you have your way- the last thing he ever wants to do is make you cry. I could see you two meeting one day when Klaus comes into the library you work at and both Ben and Klaus are shocked when you turn to Ben and greet him with a smile- speaking to someone that was invisible to everyone else but Klaus and now you. Ben's initial shock would turn into fascination, and he'll find every excuse possible to visit the library for another glimpse of you- even if you both know he can't hide away from you like he can with everyone else ♡

I hope you like it lovely!! really want to do you guys justice with your requests, so I hope you like who I paired you with! ✮⋆˙

#fluff #writing #the umbrella academy #ben hargreeves #viewer reqs #reqs open #request

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prpfs · 26 days

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Hi, you can call me Storm! I'm 30 and the mom of a loud and demanding cat ❤️

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An excellent grasp of grammar, punctuation, spelling, and capitalization. (Literate to advanced writers only, please. I'm not looking for newbies)

Interests:

I have lots of original plot ideas in mind as well!

Fandoms (OCs ONLY)

Star Wars, Stranger Things, Mercy Thompson Series, True Blood, The Last of Us, Hunger Games

DM @stormsongroleplays if interested!

#star wars roleplay #star wars rp #stranger things roleplay #stranger things rp #mercy thompson series roleplay #mercy thompson series rp #true blood roleplay #true blood rp #the last of us roleplay #the last of us rp #the hunger games roleplay #the hunger games rp #fandom roleplay #fandom rp #oc x oc #m/f #dead dove #20+ rp

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stormsongroleplays · 26 days

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Seeking Literate Partners (F Writing M Characters)

Hi, you can call me Storm! I'm 30 and the mom of a loud and demanding cat ❤️

I only do MxF (with me writingthe female role). I don’t double, but I’m more than happy to write side characters of either gender to help move the story along. I only want female authors writing male characters as I’ve had bad experiences with cis male authors. (Trans men and nonbinary pals are exceptions).

I'm really hoping to find a friendship, someone who can add to our story, and most importantly, someone who wants a long-term connection. It's also important to me to have a high level of activity, with at least one reply a day, sometimes even more or less. It's difficult for me to write with someone if I don't feel that genuine bond.

Searching For:

20+ partners only

An excellent grasp of grammar, punctuation, spelling, and capitalization. (Literate to advanced writers only, please. I'm not looking for newbies)

Interests:

Modern fantasy, monsters, sci-fi, omegaverse, southern gothic/midwest gothic (i’m a sucker for that southern/texas drawl), horror, height/size difference, cheating/affair, enemies to lovers, slow burn romance, spooky small towns, post apocalyptic/dystopia, crime/mysteries, emotionally charged/dark and gritty, grumpy dark men x fiery sweet women, bodyguard x assignment, forced proximity, opposites attract, fated mates, anti heroes/morally gray characters, traumatic pasts, grumpy x sunshine, one bed, men who simp over their women, touch her / him and die, and more.

I have lots of original plot ideas in mind as well!

Fandoms (OCs ONLY)

Star Wars, Stranger Things, Mercy Thompson Series, True Blood, The Last of Us, Hunger Games

I write only on discord using servers with organized channels. Like this post or add me on discord (magicofrain) if you’re interested. The best way to catch my genuine interest is by messaging me as if we’ve been friends for years. Please let me know which interests you liked from my ad.

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findroleplay · 2 months

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Hi, you can call me Storm! I'm 30 and the mom of a loud and demanding cat ❤️

Searching For:

20+ partners only

An excellent grasp of grammar, punctuation, spelling, and capitalization. (Literate to advanced writers only, please. I'm not looking for newbies)

Interests:

I have lots of original plot ideas in mind as well!

Fandoms (OCs ONLY)

Star Wars, Stranger Things, Mercy Thompson Series, True Blood, The Last of Us, Hunger Games

#rp #roleplay #oc rp #fandomless rp #original rp #Star Wars rp #Stranger Things rp #Mercy Thompson rp #True Blood rp #The Last of Us rp #Hunger Games rp

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feywildfiction · 10 months

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Mid-Year Book Freakout 2023

so i was tagged by @violaeade (my main was tagged but its book-related so its going here)

1. Best book you’ve read so far this year

The World Keeps Ending, and the World Goes On by Franny Choi: My favorite book and poetry collection of the year by far. I was barely 1/4 in it when I could tell it was going to be my favorite book. It's a collection about environmental racism, climate change, xenophobia, police brutality, girl it had everything. I decided to read it because an article recommended it for people who enjoyed the science fiction novel How High We Go in the Dark by Sequoia Nagamatsu and I agree; if you liked that book, you'd enjoy this poetry collection.

2. Best sequel you’ve read so far this year

Mysteries of Thorn Manor by Margaret Rogerson: A novella that sorta kinda operates as a long epilogue for the previous Sorcery of Thorns book. I enjoyed that first book - and I love that we got a tall girl, love that for us. It was a fun time for those of us who enjoy fantasy romances (or romance fantasies??).

3. New release you haven’t read yet

Maroons by adrienne maree brown No One Will Come Back For Us by Premee Mohamed A Darker Wilderness: Black Nature Writing from Soil to Stars edited by Erin Sharkey

4. Most anticipated release for the second half of the year

Camp Damascus by Chuck Tingle

5. Biggest disappointment

Entranced by the Basilisks by Lillian Lark: I didn't find the throuple compelling at all. Jasper felt like someone in his early 20s even though he's the director of the library. Ari and Emilia connection was based on...her being turned into a monster and him seeming inherently alluring I guess? I will say this book taught me that I don't like reptile monster sex. The hidden penis situation does nothing for me.

6. Biggest surprise

Release by Suzanne Clay: I was surprised to find that I enjoyed an age gap, employee + boss romance. It helped that the female lead is 32 years old and the man's like 55. I think the author did everything in their power to make sure male lead was super aware of the power dynamic and gave the female lead space and security in her job (because this is a complete fantasy). And they're bi4bi so that was the icing on the cake.

7. Favorite new author (debut or new to you)

Kimberly Lemming: She's a new romance author to me. I found all her stories to be fun and erotic in the best way. A true monsterfucker who understands there's not enough monster romances that involve women of color.

8. Newest fictional crush/newest favorite character

Unfortunately, I haven't obtained any fictional crushes or favorites.

9. Book that made you cry

Short Film Starring My Beloved's Red Bronco: Poems by K. Iver: Okay I'll be honest, it didn't make me cry. But out of everything I've read so far this year, it made me the most emotional. It's a collection of poems where many of them are addressed to or at least speaking to the author's dead friend who committed suicide.

10. Book that made you happy

Animal Castle Vol. 1 by Xavier Dorison, Félix Delep: a graphic novel that is in a similar vein to Animal Farm but the animals aren't becoming human, it's more of a story that is so blatant in its metaphor of how exploitative capitalism is. It's some good communist propaganda and I can't wait to read the next volume.

I'm tagging: @readingrobin, @somewherereadingg, @bibliophilecats, @logarithmicpanda, @bookish-brews, @amongtomesandtales, @the-knights-who-say-book, @thebookbud, @foxingfae, @bookphile, @jorammiireads and @crookedreads

if you've done this before or don't want to do it, feel free to ignore the tag. if you want to do this but i didn't tag it, do it anyways and tag me so i can see your answers

#jericho.txt #tag memes #its called a freakout but im chillin over here

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🐝🐝Time to start on the characters, ig.

Incase you haven't seen my previous posts:

Here's where I built a theocracy (not so well, but I tried)

And here's where I built the magic system

I cannot tell you enough how many extra things I want to add to the Magic System that would break it and stop all chances for the characters to be smart.

So I ain't doing that.

Anyway let's start building a few characters before I lose motivation.

P.S. I'm getting the character template from dabblewriter.com. Have fun.

Let's start with one that's been on my mind for a while.

✨🦈Shark Boi🦈✨

A prince to the Shark Kingdom, and mimic.

My overall idea is that he can mimic parts from all species of sharks. So guess who's gonna have to learn about sharks... yay...

Anyway, character creation time, I'll leave my explanations after each part.

And if this is too long for you, there's a TL;DR at the end.

Demographics

Name: Galo

Age: 21

Sex/Gender: Male

Ethnicity: European

Occupation: Prince

Socioeconomic status: Prince

Education: Yes

Other notes: shark boi

The name Galo is just the middle of Megalodon.

And he's 21 because why not?

European bc Megalodon remains can be found there as well as me being aware that kingdoms came from there, as well as this world being based on our own.

He's a prince, don't think they have occupations, and ofc he's getting an education, he's a prince.

I'm skipping Physical Appearance, it's too long.

History

Birth date: March 14th

Place of birth: Shark Kingdom

Key family members: Meg (Queen, Shark Mimic); Don (King); Lemon (Sister (Middle Child), mimic); Bask (Brother (youngest), tamer), Thodian (Grandparent, Shark Chosen)

Notable events/milestones: Defeated his mother in a fight to practice his mimicry at 15.

Criminal record: Spotless.

Affiliations: Shark Kingdom, idk who else.

Skeletons in the closet: Loves romance novels, but sshhh, don't call him out or he'll get embarrassed.

Other notes: Golden Retriever Boyfriend.

March 14th is Pisces and those are fish. Meg and Don come from Megalodon, Lemon comes from the Lemon Shark, and Bask comes from the Fucking Eldritch Horror of Sharks, the Basking Shark, Thodian's name comes from Acanthodian, who's believed to be the ancestor of the modern day shark.

I couldn't think of any notable events, but I want him to be talented, so he can fight. I was thinking of putting him in a war, but that causes trauma, and I don't want to give my baby any trauma before the story ever.

Also he loves romance novels cause Pride and Prejudice is fucking adorable and so is any period romance or fantasy romance set in some form of medieval era/Victorian.

Psychological Traits

Personality type: Idk yet.

Personality traits: ADHD.

Temperament: Cold and Serious around people, when alone they're always excited.

Introvert/Extrovert: Extrovert

Mannerisms: idk yet.

Educational background: Yes.

Intelligence: Strategic, Academic, Creative.

Self-esteem: Iffy.

Hobbies: Reading, practicing magic, swimming.

Skills/talents: Fighting, Magic, Swimming, Learning.

Loves: Books.

Morals/Virtues: All's fair in war. If you can't do it alone, you're worthless.

Phobias/Fears: Becoming a disappointment.

Angered by: People trying to help him.

Pet peeves: idk yet.

Obsessed with: Romance.

Routines: hah! no * cries in ADHD *

Bad habits: Sometimes eats fish raw.

Desires: ... someone he feels comfortable crying around.

Flaws: ADHD... Imma go into more detail: difficulty with time management, ADHD paralysis, executive dysfunction. Those are the basics, now for more: Already stated, iffy self-esteem, holding himself to the belief that he needs to be able to handle things alone. Also touch-starved.

Quirks: Can smell blood.

Favorite sayings: "GOBLIN DEEZ NU--"... nah I'm joking. I can't think of anything

Disabilities: ... ADHD...

Secrets: Loves Romance novels... and he "wants to feel all that love and emotion, be that attached to the person he's holding."

Regrets: none... for now

Accomplishments: Defeated his mother in a fight at 15.

Memories: ... that's too broad.

Other notes: nada.

The idea of needing to do things alone comes from how some sharks hunt alone, as well as how he can eat raw fish (cooked tastes better though).

The "goblin deez nuts" joke is meant to be a reference to the goblin shark.

As for secrets I couldn't really think of much, but I'm guessing "someday he'll be falling, without caution." idk though.

Pls keep in mind everything is still a rough draft so I can't be certain that I'm sticking with what I make today.

Skipping communication.

Strengths, Weaknesses, and Abilities

Physical strengths: Swordsmanship; swimming; combat; penmanship

Physical weaknesses: the limits of humans and sharks

Intellectual strengths: Quick thinking, strategies, creativity

Intellectual weaknesses: sometimes delay, mental processing, not very observant all the time.

Interpersonal strengths: Decent at convincing others

Interpersonal weaknesses: He can come off as scary.

Physical abilities: that of a human or sharks.

Magical abilities: Replicate parts (or all) of any sharks body.

Physical illnesses/conditions: N/A

Mental illnesses/conditions: ADHD

Other notes: N/A

He's good at convincing others due to lessons in diplomacy.

Okay that's 4 down, how many left? 2

I'm going to skip relationships, I'll work on that another time.

Rn I'm focusing on-

Character Growth (warning: spoilers, if you actually care)

Character archetype: Golden Retriever Boyfriend? no. Cold Prince with a Heart of Gold? no. ✨🦈Shark Boi🦈✨? yes.

Character arc: Learning to accept help, and that his value is not determined by how well he does something.

Core values: I don't have an answer unfortunately.

Internal conflicts: Is he really good enough to inherit the throne? What happens if he fails? idk I can't think of a lot

External conflicts: Ofc a Human Tamer possibly starting a war, he fails to stop them at something, maybe the antagonist persuades his parents to disown him or ruin his name or something. once again this is still in the early stages.

Goals: Obviously to stop the antagonist from killing tons of people... but why? maybe because he feels it's his duty as prince to stop the bad from happening? Maybe since everyone is scared of him, he wants them to trust him to be king?

Motivations: oh... I already answered that.

Epiphanies: ... he's worthy and doesn't need people to tell him?

Significant events/plot points: Thorian dies and he becomes the Shark Chosen?

Other notes: seems okay for now.

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Okay quick summary of what we've done so far:

Magic System:

Mimics can copy the abilities of animals

Tamers can control animals

Both are chosen by gods of the animals.

When a chosen dies, the god chooses another.

Society:

The Equestrian Church runs a theocracy

Shark Kingdom

Characters:

MC has no powers

Antagonist is a Human Tamer

Galo is Shark Kingdom prince who acts cold but when he's comfortable being himself (which is often when he's alone) he gives off Golden Retriever Boyfriend vibes, and secretly loves romance novels. He's also super talented... and has self-esteem issues.

That's enough for now, I'll keep working on this another day.

And just so you know ideas are always welcome.

#writeblr #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity #writer #writer on tumblr #writing community #creative writing #fic writing #writeblr community #writer stuff #fantasy world building #fantasy writing #fantasy #medieval fantasy #sci fi and fantasy #magic #animals #stories #fauna

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rp-partnerfinder · 23 days

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Hi, you can call me Storm! I'm 30 and the mom of a loud and demanding cat ❤️

Searching For:

20+ partners only

An excellent grasp of grammar, punctuation, spelling, and capitalization. (Literate to advanced writers only, please. I'm not looking for newbies)

Interests:

I have lots of original plot ideas in mind as well!

Fandoms (OCs ONLY)

Star Wars, Stranger Things, Mercy Thompson Series, True Blood, The Last of Us, Hunger Games

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