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imfinereallyy Ā· 9 months
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In celebration of my birthday Iā€™m opening up a request event!
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Hereā€™s How You Play:
you can send me an ask (can be anonymous if you prefer!) with one of the following options below:
Something from this dialogue prompts list
Please Finish That!: request me to finish or continue a piece of work I started (that is not on ao3), or something i offhandedly mentioned writing
Deja Vu: can you not get enough a trope even though itā€™s been done a thousand times? Iā€™ll do it again, just send me which one!
Whatā€™s your opinion?: ask me to rant on something steddie or stranger things related
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FAQ:
1. Why are you doing this?
Well I turn 24 on āœØJuly 2ndāœØ, and Iā€™m feeling anxious about it so I thought I would turn it into something positive. Also you guys have been a light in my life these pass couple of months so I wanted to give a gift to you! (Yes Iā€™m aware that isnā€™t how birthdays work but I only have one irl friend who knows about this and she doesnā€™t have a tumblr so Iā€™m going to give gifts haha.) And most of all, why not? It seems fun.
2. When is this, and how long?
This going to run from Tuesday, June 27th- Friday, July 21st. I want to leave it open for awhile as to keep myself motivated.
3. Is this strictly steddie?
No! Although I do mostly write steddie, and there perhaps may be a sprinkle of it either way, I am open to other stranger things pairs! So lumax, byler, ronance, etc., it can also be nonromantic or friendship pairs (platonic stobin for life). just let me know if you want the main pairing to be changed :)
4. Can I request more than once? Can I request something someone else already chose?
You can request as many times as youā€™d like!! There is no limit. And it doesnā€™t matter if someone asked already, I love to see repeats.
5. Can I reblog this so my followers can send me requests?
Of course!!! You can use this game for yourself, spread the love! You can even reblog this so other people can request me as well.
6. Do I have to follow you?
Nope, not required. Again these requests can be anonymous. Also if you donā€™t want to send me an ask, you can message me or feel free to comment on this post.
7. The dialogue link isnā€™t working, how can I access it?
Here it is again, and it should be posted on my page! :)
8. Will you answer all of them?
I will try my best to write all of them, and if I canā€™t do that I will try to at least respond. Itā€™s not always a guarantee but I donā€™t like to leave people without responses so you will probably get something, and I promise you I do read all of them.
9. Any other rules?
As usual there will be an absolutely no tolerance for hate on my page. Please do not be homophobic, racist, sexist, transphobic, etc. Although I do write about sensitive themes at times, it doesnā€™t give you permission to be hateful. Please respect one another. Also Iā€™m a cancer, so Iā€™m sensitive. If you yell at me, do it with love šŸ§”
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(Iā€™m a little worried no one will want to this but I thought it was worth a shot, thank you guys for all the love.)
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jessybarnes Ā· 7 months
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Again congrats on the 500 followers!
šŸ’Ž - just because i want to talk to you about "Stay"
First and foremost, I must say I can't comment much about your writing skill in terms of the use of "pretty words" and all, because i myself is new at writing. so i'm not nearly qualified to judge but!! What i can comment on is how you make feel throughout the fic. With that said, I will be needing you to compensate me because a heart has been broken. You have triggered the melancholy side of me and damn does it shatter my heart to pieces. I love me some one-sided love angst; I mean I always like reading how unrequited love is written. Like, the pain, the longing, the joy that laced with doubt, everything about it. And the way wrote it!! Just muahh *chef's kiss*. Now the three things I always love in my stories (whether in reading ot writing) are angst, fluff and smut. And the fact that you have these is also another reason why i love it!! I don't know what else to say so why not we go through some reaction that you pulled out of me.
Here's some real reaction that went through when reading this fic:
Your warning of "out of character bucky"
oh please, emotional or not, we love him regardless. Tbh it is nice to see diverse characteristic from bucky, like he does in this fic. It expand my imagination to interesting possibilities šŸ’«
You immediately choked on the cereal, the milk going down the wrong pipe making your face turn a deep red.
The whole scene was fucking relatable i would spil everything in my mouth if i saw him like that too šŸ˜©šŸ¤ŒšŸ¼
"..the moment you stepped off that elevator the first time, my heart was yours. It chose you, James. You."
The imagery in my head was too beautiful that I fell in love with bucky... again!
By the time you were finished, tears were sliding down your cheeks onto the paper. You took a deep shaky breath and tried to stifle your sobs.
This. This pain. Yup. This is what why I love reading unrequited angst šŸ„€
"I ruin everything I fuckin' touchā€¦"Ā 
You can ruin me any time baby. Sorry, sorry. I was trying to distract myself from the pain šŸ˜­
His voice was firm, and it eerily resembled the tone he had when he was the Winter Soldier all those years ago.
Oooofff chills down my spine yall. Like imagine his eyes went void for just a split second there, so fast that Steve didn't manage to notice. Damn.
"A woman named Y/N Barnes was life-lined here. I need to see her."
*Gasped loudly* Excuse mee??? Am i your wife now?? When did we get married and how come I forgot??
"She's my wife!"Ā 
Wait. Wait. WAIT!! I am??!!! Omg am i married??!! To you?? (Not me talking to bucky as if he can hear me)
"Alright, I gotta askā€¦ sinceā€¦ uhā€¦ when did Y/N become your wife, mate?"
EXACTLYYYYY. THANK YOU FOR ASKING!
"I w-was always scared. Scared to let you in, because I didn't want to hurt you. I didn't want him to take you from me"
I'd do anything to have the soldat's cameo. Even if its just an allusion of him.
He would tell you stories from the ā€˜40s and at night Bucky would read to you.
I am a simple girl. I just want bucky to tell me stories of his past and read to me in my sleep. I'll die happy. šŸ¤§
Then you woke up to Bucky and wait,ā€¦ husband?!Ā 
*gasped in shock* we really don't know when we got married do we?
"I lied and said you were my wife so they'd let me see you."Ā 
God he is so dramatic and i love him so much šŸ˜­šŸ’ž
"You like that, doll? Do you like when I kiss you here? Gonna mark your pretty skin so everyone knows you're mine."Ā 
Yes please šŸ§ŽšŸ»ā€ā™€ļøšŸ„ŗ
Can't comment much on the smut because it was amazing I just forgot to jot down my reaction.
You kissed the tip of his nose and rested your head on his chest so you could hear his heartbeat.
I love soft kisses in fics. Giving or receiving. Please i just want to pamper every part of his face and body with all of my kisses.
You were finally home.
Urghhh such a classic line yet as powerful as ever.
So that conclude my long-ass ranting šŸ˜‚
And just so you know, I have gone through all your bucky fics. I will properly reblog them when I have the time. With that said, I want to give special shoutout to another fic you wrote call "Unexpected Saviour" because it was so cute, I love Cadence so much; I want to blow raspberry against her cheeks.
Anyway, thank you for writing such amazing works, I enjoyed my time reading them. And I hope you will enjoy mine as well! Looking forward to hear from you soon! Until then, I'm sending virtual kisses and hugs!
ā€“ yinn šŸ’™
BABY OH MY GOD šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­
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PLEASE I AM SOBBING AT WORK, I- šŸ„ŗšŸ„ŗšŸ„ŗā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø
I can't even begin to explain to you how much this means to me. The amount of detail, research, tears, and dedication I put into Stay is monumental.
But this? This breakdown and detail of how you reacted? This blew me away and I cannot even tell you how happy this made me.
Unexpected Savior is actually about my daughter. She is in love with Bucky and has been since she was very young. She's almost 12 now, but I know for a fact that if Bucky was real and that scenario happened in real life she would do that. She'd defend him just like little Cadence did. (Cadence is actually her middle name šŸ˜…). And because I can't pass up an opportunity to gush about how cute my baby girl is, she wanted to propose to Sebastian for her birthday last year and I actually took her to meet him at New York comic con last October. She proposed, he said yes, and I recorded the autograph session. You can watch that video here. ā¤ļø
But back to you, you amazing, beautiful, talented, sweetheart... I just... I'm speechless. I...I love you and I...I just...thank you. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for supporting me and reblogging my stuff and participating in my writing challenge and just...thank you for everything. šŸ„ŗā¤ļø
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jupitercomet Ā· 1 year
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i absolutely get where youā€™re coming from with the ā€œfalling in an out of love with writingā€ thing. honestly i should just come off anon and annoy you in your inbox if thatā€™s something youā€™d be comfortable with. but no, writing ā€” it can be something so personal to you. even if itā€™s something like a term paper thatā€™s so stripped of ~you~ that itā€™s ridiculous to base your entire self worth on if or not some cranky professor likes your referencing style. i donā€™t think iā€™m ever as honest as i am in the spaces between words i choose or the ones i donā€™t write down. and itā€™s funny because as a writer youā€™re more or less hiding behind words but youā€™re also yelling ā€œlook at meā€ but youā€™re also so uncomfortable with the attention sometimes and itā€™s even worse when you donā€™t have the centre stage. itā€™s like you can never win. itā€™s just scary to write something and have people read it differently or not at all or see you as you are and not care at all. maybe iā€™m just projecting haha but i think with art, itā€™s almost always an extension of yourself, and i think youā€™re meant to find a balance, some degree of distance but iā€™ve obviously not mastered it yet, and everytime i try to talk about it i conflate one with the other but that says enough so i donā€™t mind.
and then thereā€™s this feeling of getting caught up in a race. or not, like youā€™ll be spending your entire life trying to catch up with other people. like. how can you convince yourself youā€™re exactly where you should be when youā€™re not even where *you* thought youā€™d be at this point? not to get too personal on your main lol but i thought iā€™d have a degree by now. finished writing the next great novel. get my heart broken by love and not the absence or loss of it. instead youā€™re inexplicably hyper fixated on a stupid vroom vroom movie you didnā€™t even enjoy watching that much. i donā€™t know what iā€™m saying, but i guess thereā€™s a point to be made here about how youā€™re not alone in this? and how where you are is a lot more impressive to someone standing near you than it is to you? itā€™s genuinely okay to take your time ā€” your entire life youā€™ve been running out of it, and now without a stopwatch it makes sense youā€™re moving to the ticking of someone elseā€™s clock, or wondering you should be, but youā€™ll find your pace. it just takes a lot of reminding yourself that you arenā€™t late or early. and even if you are, itā€™s your life, no one can to steal the seat reserved for your five-years-from-now self. not even you.
iā€™m sorry if some of this sounds preachy, didnā€™t mean for it to be, i just went with the words and am unfortunately not big on proofreading (/being my own beta, we hate our own writing upon second glance in my house). your words made me feel a little less alone in the world and i guess i wanted to let you know that you arenā€™t either (though i probably shouldnā€™t have assumed weā€™re in similar boats, but i hope you get what i mean). anyway, loved the new chapter, youā€™ll probably have to endure an incoherent rant about that soon too. fingers crossed you donā€™t think iā€™m effing insane though haha
and thank you for the flowers, i send you the stars in gratitude āœØ ā­ļø šŸŒŸ šŸ’«šŸŒ šŸŒƒšŸŒŒ šŸ’«šŸŒŸā­ļøāœØ
okay firstly, your writing is beautiful. it's like you've slurped the words directly out of my brain
I definitely understand what you mean with writing and how it feel authentic to you but also not and I am most certainly not where I thought I'd be and reminding myself that that's okay is a daily task but we ball lol
anyway thank you for this I feel so seen
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rainingpouringetc Ā· 3 years
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Okay Iā€™ve been way out of the loop but Iā€™m here now ā€” CONGRATS ON 450!! Ur incredible!! Whenever you have time, could I please have a šŸŒ— (rants welcome) and a šŸ’« (song pls!!) thanks so much and congrats again :))
hi!! sorry this took so long lol i spent a long time writing the rant and then decided to give you two poems bc they go so well togetherĀ thank you so much!! <333
šŸŒ—:Ā ā€œsonnet 19ā€³ by william shakespeare
Devouring Time, blunt thou the lionā€™s paws, And make the earth devour her own sweet brood; Pluck the keen teeth from the fierce tigerā€™s jaws, And burn the long-livā€™d Phoenix in her blood; Make glad and sorry seasons as thou fleets, And do whateā€™er thou wilt, swift-footed Time, To the wide world and all her fading sweets; But I forbid thee one more heinous crime: O, carve not with thy hours my loveā€™s fair brow, Nor draw no lines there with thine antique pen! Him in thy course untainted do allow For beautyā€™s pattern to succeeding men. Yet do they worst, old Time! Despite thy wrong My love shall in my verse ever live young.
this is by far my favorite of shakespeareā€™s sonnets and is possibly my favorite love poem!
the structure is an english sonnet (a shakespearean sonnet, to be exact (yes this is an important distinction)) and its rhyme scheme is abab cdcd efef gg. itā€™s separated into three quatrains and a couplet, and shakespeare almost always does this thing with the last two lines that my tenth grade language arts teacher always liked to refer to as hisĀ ā€œpunchline.ā€ there are two main shifts in most of shakespeareā€™s sonnets: the second quatrain to the third and the third quatrain to the couplet.
the main literary devices being utilized in this particular sonnet are apostrophe (in which the speaker addresses an absent person, inanimate object, or abstract concept) and personification (in which an object or abstract concept is represented as a person or assigned human characteristics), which allows the speaker to bargain with time.
the premise of the poem is pretty simple, actually: the speaker is imploring time to leave his beloved untouched so he may keep his youth and beauty and so on.
there is so much i could talk about with this poem. the wordĀ ā€œdevouringā€ used to emphasize how large and unstoppable the passage of time is. showing that the phoenix, a mythical creature that often symbolizes rebirth and the continuation of life, is also susceptible to aging and eventual, inevitable death. using lions and tigers to show how time fells even the most ferocious and formidable of all beasts. the way he describes his love being touched by time and age as aĀ ā€œheinous crime.ā€
but the punchline is my favorite part.Ā ā€œyet do thy worst, old time! despite thy wrong / my love shall in my verse ever live young.ā€ this is the beauty of poetry, is it not? the immortalization of love and people and relationships that would not otherwise be possible? here we are, more than four hundred years later, reading about them! reading about shakespeare and his love! he accomplished it, a feat that should be impossible: his love will never die because it lives in his poetry and in everyone who reads it.
i love this poem because it made me fall in love with poetry all over again.Ā 
it also reminds me of another elizabethan sonnet written by edmund spenser (who also has a sonnet named after him): amoretti lxxv: one day i wrote her name
One day I wrote her name upon the strand, But came the waves and washed it away: Again I wrote it with a second hand, But came the tide, and made my pains his prey. "Vain man," said she, "that dost in vain assay, A mortal thing so to immortalize; For I myself shall like to this decay, And eke my name be wiped out likewise." "Not so," (quod I) "let baser things devise To die in dust, but you shall live by fame: My verse your vertues rare shall eternize, And in the heavens write your glorious name: Where whenas death shall all the world subdue, Our love shall live, and later life renew."
this sonnet (a spenserian sonnet due to the rhyme scheme abab bcbc cdcd ee) also explores the immortalization of love in poetry. i wonā€™t dive too deep, but essentially: the speaker is trying to write his loveā€™s name in the sand, but the waves come and wash it away twice, despite his efforts. his love chides him, saying heā€™s a fool to think he could make her live forever, even saying that she does not wishĀ to live forever anyway. he responds by telling her that she ought to live forever in fame because of how beautiful she is, and goes on to say how he will immortalize her in his verse so she and their love for each other might live long after they both have died.
just like shakespeare, spenser accomplished just this: they both immortalized their love in their poetry.
idk man. i just think thatā€™s really cool.
šŸ’«: donā€™t quite belong (demo)Ā by dodie
am i missing something vital here? ā€˜cause i woke up feeling kind of weird guess iā€™ll just pretend play alongĀ ā€˜til they figure it out i donā€™t quite belong fake itĀ ā€˜til you make it but iā€™m getting it wrong
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