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sqquidzz · 7 months

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"As Long as I'm Here, No One Can Hurt You."

Sanemi x Child!Reader (PLATONIC RELATIONSHIP)

Summary: Sanemi had found you while he was on a mission chasing a demon, covered in the blood of your own family and crying in your house all alone. He decided to "adopt" you and give you a new home.

Tags: Fluff, slight gore in backstory, Sanemi is a good parent, trauma, PTSD, slight mentions of past abuse, soft Sanemi, protective Sanemi, Y/N reminds Sanemi of Genya, loss of parents, adopting, some sadness, swearing, insults (but Sanemi doesn't really mean it) etc.

A/N: Hello readers! I'm so sorry to those following me that I haven't posted as often as I probably should, I just got writers block and lost all my motivation and I forgot to post something for you guys. I hope this will make up for it. I have not written fluff yet, so I'm hoping you guys will have some improvements for me if there are any. And also, thank you to those who are following me, I really appreciate it! About the story now, PLEASE do NOT read this as a sexual relationship, this is only a PLATONIC relationship. But anyways, enjoy!

"Get back here, you brat!"

Sanemi was currently chasing you around the house. After a long year of going on missions, Sanemi finally had a break day. Of course, meaning that he could spend that day taking care of you. And coming back to the scene before us, Sanemi swerves around tables and chairs, trying to get you to get back into your room. Oh, I almost forgot to mention, you were also wearing no clothes.

"Nanana Boo Boo!" you giggle as he dives to catch you, but you jump out of the way, blowing a raspberry at his face, snickering as you run away once again and hide, leaving Sanemi wheezing on the floor from chasing you around.

"You better get back into your room you piece of shit, or else I'll kill you!" Sanemi barks as he rises from the floor, getting up and dusting his pants before searching for you.

"Oi, you better not be fooling around my room you little fuck!" Sanemi yells as he searches your room and comes out empty handed.

However, as he approaches his room, he hears quiet sobs through the closed door. Now Sanemi is getting a little concerned.

"Y/N...?" he calls out gently as he opens the door, the door creaking slightly. He ends up finding you on the opposite side of his bed, curled up into a ball, face in your knees as you cry silently, sobs racking your small frame.

"Hey buddy... what's wrong?" Sanemi asks quietly as he reaches out to you with his hand. But immediately after his hand makes contact with your back, you flinch away, head shooting out of your knees as you look wildly around you as if your afraid the world is hunting you.

"Whoa, I'm not gonna hurt you, see?" Sanemi whispers and holds his hands out.

You slightly calm down at the gesture, but your expression is still wary, still feeling like Sanemi was tricking you.

"You wanna tell me why your crying?" Sanemi asks gently as he attempts to hold your hand again. This time, you don't flinch back, sniffling quietly as you stop crying.

"I- I got scared," you whisper out, "I knew you wouldn't hurt me.... but I couldn't help thinking about what they did to me."

Now Sanemi was confused. Who were you talking about? Who did what to you?

"What do you mean, pumpkin?" Sanemi asks. He always used pet names with you, sometimes they would be insulting, but most of the times, he would call you buddy, pumpkin, things like that that made you feel like he really cared.

"M-my parents used to do things to me," you sniffle, "They always said that it was for the best and I believed them for a while. But what they did hurt so much." You burry your face into your knees again, shoulders shaking from newly sprung tears.

Now Sanemi understood.

He had found you as a baby after your parents had been slaughtered in your house. He decided to take you in himself since he didn't want you to end up being an orphan forever or getting adopted by a bad family (bless his kind heart 😭)

However, he had never thought to ask about your past. He just assumed that you had grown up with a normal family that loved and cared for you. Oh how he was wrong.

"Y-your parents...?" Sanemi whispers as you continue to sob out of fear and grief that your parents had in fact abused you and had neglected your well-being entirely.

By now Sanemi was shaking with fury, but not at you. He was shocked. How could someone hurt someone so kind and joyful? How could they rob you of your happiness?

Sanemi took a deep breath. Now is not the time to get violent.

Instead of asking any further about your past, Sanemi simply wraps his arms around you in firm but loving embrace and you bury your head into his shoulder, letting out all of the tears that you held in for so long.

"It's okay Y/N. You safe with me. As long as I'm here, no one can hurt you," he coos, rubbing your back to sooth you and calm you.

After a few minutes, you calm down, finally running out of tears to shed and you fall asleep in Sanemi's warm embrace.

He smiles down at you, and as he gazes at you, a memory pops into his head

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"Nemi! Nemi!"

"W-what is it?" Sanemi asks, rubbing his eyes, clearing his vision to reveal Genya.

"Can I sleep with you tonight?" Genya asks nervously, "I had a nightmare and I'm really scared."

Sanemi blinks for a moment, then smiles softly and throws his blanket to the side.

"C'mere," Sanemi sighs, and Genya immediately jumps into his embrace, burying his face into his chest. "Don't worry Genya, as long as I'm hear, no one can hurt you.' (sound familiar?)

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A tear runs down Sanemi's cheek.

He hadn't realized until now how much you reminded him of Genya when he was younger. Cheerful, determined, kind. And especially the fact that you love to sleep. (pointer to those manga readers out there)

Sanemi picks you up in his arms, tucking you into bed and watches as you snuggle the blankets closer, savoring their warmth.

He slowly climbs into bed next to you as to not wake you up, and holding you close, he too, falls fast asleep.

#sanemi shinazugawa #sanemi fluff #slight angst #child abuse #past abuse #fluff #kny #kny x reader #kid reader #parent Sanemi #kimetsu no yaiba #sanemi x reader #kinda #sanemi x y/n #fatherhood #parent issues #demon slayer

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citadelsanchez · 1 year

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Heyyy could you possibly do one where Rick loves to surprise hug the reader from behind. I love your work so much😭💝Thank you<333

Alright, couple things! Firstly, thank you for the kind words! Secondly, I've had writer's block for this past week or so, my apologies to everyone. This is a bit short as a result. And lastly, I'm not sure that I followed the request to its full extent as I still picture Rick as being unrelentingly stubborn. (But still slipping his sweetness in there.) Okay that's it, thanks for reading!! Xx

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You strummed your fingers along the dilapidated work bench and bounced your leg in annoyance. You suppressed a sigh and checked your phone mindlessly once again. You'd been waiting for Rick in this same spot for over an hour.

[Meet me in the garage at 8. No exceptions.] he'd texted earlier, making you scoff. It wasn't very often that he didn't just jump straight to the point in his endeavors. When this happens, he's clearly got something up his sleeve. And he always strings you along this way, kicking your adrenaline into overdrive and then making you stand by until he deems the right time. You can't stay upset for long though. Especially when sometimes you're so baffled at how you managed to claim a spot in his whimsical world, even if it's not a big one.

Although recently Morty and Summer have been trying to convince you that you're special to Rick, claiming that he only shows moments of vulnerability with you. You recall the conversation from a couple of days ago.

"Oh my gosh, Y/N, you're totally just ignorant if you don't see how Rick thirsts after you" Summer sassed.

"I hate to agree with that but y-y-yeah Y/N, he really seems to care for you" Morty says, nodding with his sister.

You'd blushed bright red and physically facepalmed at both of them. "He's- no, we're just good friends. Or like, allies. Really."

Summer rolled her eyes. "You're insane, he is in love with you Y/N."

"L-like come on, he checks in on you at night and kills anyone w-who hurts your feelings when we adventure. H-h-he even hugs you."

You shake your head. "He's just nosey! And that 'hug' was one time Morty! Or, twice. I can't remember how many times. And it was because he was blinded by the Galorp haze. I-it wasn't like it was him actually wanting to."

You dismissed their ramblings as teenage nonsense alongside the fact that Rick isn't emotional with anyone- why would you ever be the exception? A pang of hurt singes your chest at that thought. You can't deny the ever growing euphoric feeling of being around Rick. It started with the harsh insults that turned playful and insolent glances that are now tolerant. And now as of late, accidental grazes of your arms or waist and hugs that were "uncontrollable" and not of his own accord. True Rick fashion.

You're so far into your thoughts that you don't even hear the sound of Rick entering the garage and brushing himself off with a defeated, somber look on his face.

You're also stood with your headphones in, slightly dancing to the beat coming through, with your back to the usual portal sound. Since Rick was inconsiderate and late to his own meeting, you've been indulging in one of your favorite past times, which is snooping through his newest inventions.

You place a strange hat with several antenna back into the box. "What the fuuuck even is that?" You speak out loud, still unaware of his presence.

Rick is watching you rummage through his drawers blankly before a small smile starts appearing on his face.

You stop to change the song playing on your phone when you feel two arms envelop your frame and a head resting near the top of yours. You gasp in surprise but know who it is immediately from the slight green apple smell mixed in with alcohol.

"Rick.." You speak out softly, feeling both surprised and overwhelmed with bliss. "This can't still be the Galorp haze."

His hands rest on top of yours as his chin digs into your head some. "We're not gonna talk about it."

#rick sanchez #rick and morty #rick and morty season 6 #rick sanchez x reader #morty smith

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faye-writes-stuff · 10 months

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incorrect quo-

im doing it again because ✨writers block✨

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sapnap: Relationships should be 50/50. y/n cooks us dinner while I sit on the kitchen counter looking pretty.

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y/n: Wait, you like me?? For my personality??? sapnap: I know, I was surprised too.

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sapnap: Talk dirty to me, baby~ y/n: The dishes. sapnap: Wh- y/n: They’ve been there for 4 days and it’s your turn to wash them. You still haven’t cleaned them and I have asked you to do so several times.

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dream: We both look very handsome tonight. y/n: You know, if you'd just said that I looked handsome, I would have said, "So do you." dream: I couldn't take that chance

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dream: You know my motto: carpe diem, carpe noctem, carpe coles. y/n: Seize the day, seize the night, what’s the last one? dream: Seize the dick.

y/n: you can just say your thinking about george.

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*y/n and dream are in Paris.* y/n: I'm...moved. I...I don't know what it is I'm feeling right now. I feel...destiny? dream: But... y/n: I don't know what it is. I feel like... I just never thought I'd see it with my own two eyes. And here it is. It's just there. It's right in front of me, and... dream: This is what you wanted to see? The bridge from Inception? y/n: Yeah. dream: But the Eiffel Tower is behind us, babe. y/n: Yeah, but this is the bridge FROM INCEPTION. dream: Okay, alright.

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charlie: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine. y/n: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again. charlie: Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns?? y/n: Is it working?

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y/n: Can I have 2 straws with that milkshake? charlie: Aww- y/n: With 2 straws, I can drink it double as fast!

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c!y/n: Alright, listen up, you little shits. c!y/n at c!charlie: Not you, charlie. You’re an angel and we’re thrilled to have you here.

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y/n: *Screams* ranboo: *Screams louder to establish dominance* tubbo: Should we do something? tommy: No, I want to see who wins.

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y/n: Self care is actually getting into fights with randoms in dark alleys. ranboo: No, self care is stuff like taking a bubble bath, or putting on a lot of makeup if you like it, or taking a nice warm nap! tubbo: Self care is the burning heat when rage washes over you!! Self care is when you feel the bones crack under your powerful fists!! Self care is the fear in your enemies’ eyes!!! tommy: Lmao self care is taking your birthday cake just so I can eat the frosting. y/n: If you touch my birthday cake I’ll make you eat your hands.

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y/n: *Gently taps table* ranboo: *Taps back* tubbo: What are they doing? tommy: Morse code. y/n: *Aggressively taps table* ranboo: *Slams hands down* YOU TAKE THAT BACK-

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y/n: Can I be frank with you guys? ranboo: Sure, but I don’t see how changing your name is gonna help. tubbo: Can I still be tubbo? tommy: Shh, let Frank speak.

y/n: i hate it here

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y/n: This is bothering me. george: Well, you are digging up a corpse. y/n: No, not that. That's, uh, pretty par for the course, actually.

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george: Treat spiders the way you want to be treated. y/n: Killed without hesitation. george: No.

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y/n: You love me, right, george? george: Normally, I’d say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere and I don’t like it.

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bro lmk if i should like make a taglist or smth idkkk 😭😭😭😭

or if there's any character you would like to see extras for :D

#charlie slimecicle x reader #dsmp x reader #sapnap x reader #dreamwastaken x reader #platonic tommy x reader #platonic ranboo x reader #platonic tubbo x reader #georgenotfound x y/n #georgenotfound x reader #dream x reader

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emberdusk620 · 2 months

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SO WRITER'S BLOCK MURDERED ME AND I'M SICK AND MISERABLE SO HERE IS A SNIPPET I SWEAR I'LL GET CHAPTER SEVEN OUT SOON I PROMISE DON'T HURT ME 😭😭

tw: suicide

"He's been messed up ever since the accident," Taurtis said in a low voice. Ellen shot him a look, but didn't argue.

"Accident?" Etho questioned, eyebrows raising. "You mean there's something else involved that no one bothered to tell us about?"

"I didn't even know anything was happening until just now," Martyn muttered bitterly from the couch.

Ellen sighed and leaned back. "At the end of our senior year, Sam's girlfriend killed herself. Jumped off a building, in front of everyone."

"Including Sam," Taurtis murmured.

I planted my palms flat on the table, trying to get my thoughts in order. What did that have to do with anything? Was it a motive? Or was it...

"Ellen," I said sharply, turning to her. "What was it you said about sculk?"

She blinked, looking startled. "That it makes someone violent?"

"No, the other thing. About souls."

"Oh, right." She shook her head. "It grows where people have died - multiple people."

I whirled to Taurtis. "You said there were several suicides at your high school, right?"

His eyes widened, coming to the same conclusion I had.

"What is happening right now?" Ren asked, confused.

"I know where Sam is keeping Jimmy and Grian," I said quietly.

Gem made an exasperated noise. "Stop being so cryptic, for God's sake. Where?"

I met Ellen's gaze. "The high school in Tokyo."

read the full fic here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53335072

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book-place · 11 months

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Dangerous Lies

Warnings: cursing, violence, mentions of death, let me know if I missed any :)

Pairings: Sirius Black x reader platonic

Request: Hi...it's me again. I'm gonna be a bit greedy and ask for one more, can't help it your work is amazing.

Can you do prompts 16,18,19,20 with either Sirius or James (anyone is fine) x best friend! reader from The Marauders Era?

Request by: @wolfmoonmusic

*not my gif*

Summary: Sirius lied to you about something that could cost him his life

A/N: Sorry- I kind of changed the request a bit in the sense that I didn’t add one of the prompts and tweaked another a bit!!; Dialogue prompts are bolded; PS: I’m trying to get out of a writers block so pls don’t judge this too harshly 😭😭

Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work

First it was the anger. That’s what you felt. You were consumed in a tidal wave of rage.

Then came the guilt. The guilt for not realizing sooner. Until it was possibly too late.

Lastly, there was the worry. The wholehearted fear and horror. Drowning you. Taking over your entire being. Messing with your mind. The torment of it alone would have killed you if you didn’t do something about it.

“Where is he, Remus?” You asked through gritted teeth, a hard look set on your face.

The man grimaced, slowly lifting his head to meet your gaze from where he sat at a kitchen table, “You know where he is, Y/n.” He said softly, looking at you with those big, sad eyes of his.

“How could you possibly be okay with this?” You snapped, not meaning to take your anger and frustration out on your friend, but it still happening anyway.

“I never said I was,” Ever the patient one, he doesn’t take your harsh words to heart, knowing you were just under a lot of pressure and concern at the moment, “But there wasn’t much I could do to stop it.”

“He’s your boyfriend.” You threw your hands up in frustration before dropping them into your hair and tugging at the roots.

“You know Sirius,” The werewolf smiled sadly, “There’s nothing that can be done once that bloody idiot makes up his mind about something.”

A scoff escaped your lips as you dug the heel of your hands into your eyes, “Don’t I.” You muttered.

It was silent for a minute, consisting of your friend sending you pitying looks, before you dropped your hands and turned on your heel to exit the room.

“Don’t do it, n/n,” Remus called softly from behind you, rising to his feet, making you freeze in your tracks, “He did what he did for a reason, he wouldn’t have left if he didn’t think it was the absolute best decision.”

You turned to face him, eyes now flickering between sorrow as well as rage, “He should know me well enough by now to know how I would react to this.”

The tall man fell silent, and before you could move to leave again, he looked you in the eyes, “Be careful.”

All you did was nod your head once before exiting the latest headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix.

Both you and Sirius had been selected by Dumbldore himself to go on a particularly dangerous mission, and you could tell right away that Sirius didn’t like it. The two of you had been best friends for all your lives- long before reciving your Hogwarts letters- doing everything together for as long as you could remember. From being placed into the same house to joining the Order, nothing could ever separate you.

Your best friend had voiced his concerns right away about you being sent on the mission as well, and you had simply rolled your eyes, telling him to piss off becuase you both knew damn well that you could handle yourself.

But that didn’t stop him from worrying. Of course it didn’t. How could it? You were equally as worried for him, even though he as well was more than capable of completing the mission.

You simply shrugged it off though, becuase this was how it always was. It was just you two looking out for each other, just as you had your entire lives.

So when Sirius came to you, saying he had gone to get the exact details of the mission from Albus early, you hadn’t thought anything of it. Surly he just wanted to know what the two of you were getting into.

True, he portrayed all of the information about it to you correctly. Except for one small detail. The mission was today, not three days from now.

He had gone without you, figuring it was better to leave you behind so you would be safe instead of brining you for extra backup that he desperately needed. Becuase while you both could have handled the mission together, alone was impossible. No matter how good you were.

Until about twenty minutes ago, you had been oblivious to your best friends plot.

That was, until you had run into the headmaster of Hogwarts in the living area of the headquarters and he had inquired as to why you weren’t out with Black at the moment.

It was only then that it clicked.

You hadn’t seen him all morning, simply brushing it off and figuring that he was taking some time to himself and sleeping in with his boyfriend, but he had gone off without you. Leaving you behind.

He had lied to you.

No doubt, he had lied to Remus too. Deep down, you knew the werewolf would never let something like that happen. He had probably just put the pieces together and figured it out quicker than you did.

Though, all he was allowed to know was that it was a dangerous mission meant for the two of you, the rest was strictly confidential. Otherwise, Remus probably would have already gone after him.

The mission was danergous. So dangerous that Dumbledore had needed you both for it. So how long had Sirius been gone? How long could it have been that he was trying to handle it by himself? What if you were too late?

Your heart squeezed inside of your chest at the thought, making it nearly impossible to move- to breathe. But with the thought of Sirius being in danger in mind, you somehow willed your legs to move.

As soon as you were outside, you apperated to where you knew the mission to be. A manor of a known death eater- the apparition shields somehow having been taken down by Albus days ago under the radar. And as soon as you landed, you were met with the sight of complete and utter chaos.

Sirius was quite literally backed into a corner of whatever hallway you had landed in, fighting off at least twenty death eaters to the best of his ability. All he could manage with all the curses being thrown at him though, was too block.

Had you been even a couple seconds later-

No.

You needed to focus. All that mattered was that he was still breathing.

Quickly, you slipped your wand into your hand and quickly cast a paralyzing curse on the death eater closest to you, sending him falling with a ‘thud’ onto the hard ground.

The remaining people in the hallway whipped around to face you, Sirius’s gray eyes widening when he caught sight of you.

You paid him no mind though, sending various curses out at once, being extra careful not to hit the black haired man. He too took their distraction to send his own counter curses their way until they were all on the ground between the two of you.

Silence rang out in the hall for a moment, consisting of both yours and Sirius’s chests heaving up and down, before he opened his mouth.

“N/n-“

“No.” You seethed, cutting him off, “What the hell were you thinking?” You marched over until you stood right and front of him, glaring in a way that could kill.

He sighed, shoulders sagging in defeat and he dropped his head so he wouldn’t have to look you in the eyes, “I thought it would be better this way. I was just trying to protect-“

“Bullshit.” Angrily, you shoved him back by the shoulders, pushing him into the wall and making him wince upon impact- more from the emotional than physical pain of it, though. You didn’t even seem to notice though, too caught up in your own swarm of anger and betrayal, “Friends aren’t supposed to lie to each other. We’re not supposed to lie to each other.”

It was only then that you noticed the tears that had begun to build up in your eyes.

Sirius’s face softened, “I really thought-“

“I thought you were dead!” You burst out, the first tear slipping out as you shoved him back again, weaker this time, “Do you know how that feels? For me to think that you’re dead? My best friend! What if it was me? What if I left you like that? What the hell would you have done?”

You raised your arms to make contact with his shoulder blades once more, but he gently caught your wrists in his hands before you could.

“I’m sorry.” He said, so softly, so genuinely, “I’m so sorry, n/n. I heard about the mission and the last possible thing I had wanted was for you to be here as well. I didn’t even stop to think. I never should have done that. Ever.”

Another tear trekked down your face, and the black haired man smiled sadly, gently reaching up and swiping it away, “Hey, don’t cry. I don’t deserve your tears.”

You sniffled slightly, reaching over and gently punching his shoulder, “You’re a bloody idiot, Sirius Black.”

He smiled, “Don’t I know it.”

Wiping at your eyes to rid yourself of the rest of your tears, you spoke, “Did you get what Albus asked for?”

Reaching into his back pocket, he held up the wand you were supposed to retrieve in an answer. You didn’t know what it was for, but it had to be important if so much trouble went into keeping it safe.

You let out a shakey breath, “Let’s go home, then?”

Sirius smiled, draping an arm over your shoulder, “Let’s go home.” He echoed.

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f1a1w1n · 11 months

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No, you don't

Part four of: No you don't

Summary: Poe finds out you have the force. Angst, a little dramatic chapter ngl. This fic is a slowburn, enemies to friends to lovers fic. In this part reader finds Rey and Poe tries to hide his amazement of the reader. Reader has the force.

Word count: 2.5k

Warnings: None

Authors note: Sorry I haven't updated this fic in a while, I've been in hospital and just had surgery, and on top of that recovering from the flu 😭. If its not as good as the others I'm sorry but I am still vry sick and my writers block is going nowhere. Anyway thank you for reading, liking and leaving comments, they mean the world to me and I love reading them so much!

“Come on, help me,” I drag one of the stormtroopers by the collar “don’t just stand there!”

Finn and the alien jolt from their shock and help drag the other two stormtroopers. Poe stands with his mouth agape and his eyebrows raised.

We dump the stormtroopers behind the crate wall.

“Come in trooper R9-0087,” a staticy voice says from the stormtroopers belt.

“Shit, what do we do?” I say.

I look at them. Their shocked expressions make them look like goldfish. “Guys?!”

“Uh- we uh…” Finn tries.

“Trooper R9-0087, come in,”

I look at them expectantly. The alien shrugs his shoulders.

“Is everything alright R9-0087?” the voice pauses “do you want me to send backup? Are troopers R4-0074 and R5-0067 alive?

We glance down at the stormtroopers at our feet.

“Sending backup-”

“Wait! Troopers, R9-0087, R4-0074 and R5-0067 are alive… radio cut out” Poe says frantically.

“-alright cancelling backup.”

I let out a heavy sigh. My stomach stops doing loops. I look up at Poe, his face still struck with shock.

“You-” Poe points his finger at me.

“-later, we’ll talk about it later,” I slap his finger out of my face.

He resets his face into an infuriated one.

“Yeah we’ll talk about it. I-” he points his other finger at me “that was dangerous and stupid. And it put the whole mission at risk.” He clenches his jaw and squares his shoulders. His once starstruck expression gone.“Why didn’t you tell us that you’re a Jedi?”

“You didn’t need to know,”

Anger rises in his face. “You don’t think that the rebels might of benifitted from knowing that there was more than one Jedi?”

“I’m not going around trying to get myself killed!” I speak louder.

“That’s so selfish!” he yells. “You abandoned the rebelion! The one thing the opposes the sith, the Jedi’s enemy- you would let so many people die so you could-”

“The Jedi order is dead!” I yell. I can feel the shock bouncing around the room but my eyes stay on Poe. “It’s dead. And theres nothing I can do about it, so don’t stand there and tell me what I’ve done wrong because there is absolutely nothing I can do,”

The shuttle is ghost-quiet. No one dares to break the silence. I feel like I want to sink away back to Jakuu but I stand my ground. I take a deep breath to wash the emotion from my face.

“It’s dead.” I repeat. “I’ve already grieved about it, and accepted it so why don’t you put on your big boy pants and accept it so we can do what we came here to do.” I turn around to gather my thoughts.

There's a pause.

“I thought the Jedi where supposed to be braver,” Poe says quietly.

I whip around. “What did you just say?”

“You heard me.” Poe tilts his head up slightly so that his eyes look down on me. “You’re a coward.”

Before I can register what I’ve done, my hand slaps across his face with a sharp crack.

He steps back and puts a hand to where I slapped him. His eyes wide. Anger grows in his face. He steps forward to me.

Finn's hand pushes Poe by his chest. “Guys, remember what we’re here for.”

Poe lets out a anger ridden laugh and runs his hand across his jawline while smiling wolfishly.

“Go drink some water,” Finn points to Poe and then the cockpit. Poe rolls his head to the side. Finn points again and Poe slumps down in the cockpit, a faint angry smile on his lips.

I sigh and pinch the bridge of my nose.

Fin turns to me. “What were you thinking?- also very cool your a Jedi- but what were you thinking?!”

I kneel down and take start to strip the stormtrooper of his armor, leaving the black under clothes. “I’m not a Jedi,” I sigh. “I was almost one then the Empire decided to kill my mothe- my Jedi master.” I correct myself.

“Oh. But you still can be one right?” Finn asks.

“Yeah I just need to finish the training,” I take off the helmet of the stromtrooper. Finn gets an idea of what I’m doing and kneels next to me and helps with the next trooper.

“You know he’s a commander right?” Finn says.

“Yeah, I know.” I rip of a chest plate.

“Then, what, where, you, thinking?”

“I don’t know” I sigh. “He was being a dick,”

“Yeah he was wasn’t he?” Finn agrees.

I smile.

“... do you have a lightsaber?” He asks, boyishly.

“Yes I do-”

“-What are you doing?” Poe interupts. He leans on the doorway.

“Do you think we can just walk through there and find Rey, unnoticed?” I quip.

A sense of realisation washes over his face. “So we’re wearing that?” he points to the disheveld piles of armor.

“Yes” I turn around and roll my eyes.

Poe turns and talks to the alien. “Yeah you will have to stay with the ship- no I don’t think we can cut a hole for your tail- I’m sorry- yeah sure,”

He turns to us. My back still facing him. “Borg will stay with the ship.”

Finn helps us put on our armor adjusting it in odd places. “Alright, how does that feel?”

I wiggle in the armor. “Weird, it smells to,”

“Yeah, it does doesn’t it,” Finn shifts back and forth on the balls of his feet.

“Alright. Let’s go.” Poe says, putting his helmet on. He presses the button to open the door.

We jog out. Sometimes Poe would cut in front of me and then Finn would overtake. We march uncoordinatedly.

Finn grabs our arms and pushes into a empty hallway. “Guys! Your going to get us killed!” Finn says as he takes of his helmet.

“Why?” I ask.

“Stormtroopers don’t overtake and elbow eachother.” Finn gestures between Poe and I.

I roll my eyes. “He’s running in zig-zags.” I feel his glare on me.

“No. You’re running like a drunk person.” Poe spits.

“Stop it!” Finn whisper-shouts. “I will walk infront and you guys walk behind me. Organised” Finn draws out the last word.

I nod and put on my helmet. We march behind Finn robotically for ages until we stop in another empty hallway. We take of our helmets, our hair disheveled. “I have no idea where she is,” Finn confesses.

“Ugh!” I thump my head against the cold metal wall.

“I’m sorry!” Finn says. “Look I was a janitor, okay? I don’t know anything about prisoners!”

Poe crouches down and rolls his helmet side to side with the tips of his fingers. “Leia was right. We shouldn’t of gone this soon without intel,”

“And then what? Leave Rey?” Finn argues.

Poe stands up. “Whatever I don’t feel like getting slapped again.”

I felt shame wash over me. I turned away to hide my guilt. How am I going to find you Rey? I think… The force? A little voice in the back of my mind says. Of course! How could I be so stupid?

I dump my helmet down and sit croslegged. “Cover me,” I say before closing my eyes. I can feel their confusion, and from my closed eyes I can almost see Poe rolling his eyes at me. I ought to slap him again.

I take a deep breath, I feel the force. I can feel how resistant and unfamiliar the force is to my presence, it’s almost saying ‘what are you doing here? Oh it’s you again. Long time no see’. I feel my self floating slightly of off the cold floor. I reach out through the force, its cold like ice-ocean water. I feel the unbalance in the force, I’m reaching out through sharp static, until I feel something warm, comforting, familiar. Its Rey.

I open my eyes and fall back on the floor with a thump. “I know where she is.” I stand up, greeted with again goldfish-like expressions. “Guys”

“Right, uh- okay show us where,” Finn says. He puts his helmet on.

I faintly hear Poe cough ‘show off’. I roll my eyes. I run around hallways, chasing Reys presence, we run around for a while nodding to other soldiers that march pass. We’re running down a hallway when I see Rey pop out from a intersecting hallway, I run to her.

“Stop!” she raises her hand towards me. Her face glistens with sweat and her face is painted with fear.

I take off my helmet. “Rey!” I say. Her face molds into relief and she drops her arm. We run to eachother and I tackle her with a hug. I break away and hold her face in my hands, looking for injury.

“I- you-” she tries to say.

“It’s okay.” I say. She smiles and wraps her arms around me again.

“Rey!” Rey lets go and hugs Finn.

“As sweet as this is we have to go!” Poe says and drags Finn away from Rey. I grab her arm and let Finn guide us back to the shuttle.

We burst into the ship hangar just to greeted by Kylo Ren and what looked like a hundred stormtroopers.

“Shit,” Poe says. We step back. I can see our shuttle, it sits at the other end of the hangar. “What do we do?”

“Rey, join me,” Kylo Ren says through his helmet. His hand outstretched. “I sense the unbalance in you Rey, our destinies are intertwined.”

Kylo Ren turns his gaze towards me in a way that makes me feel vulnerable, naked.

Rey steps forward.

“Rey no-” I begin. She holds up her hand.

“Ah,” Kylo Ren turns to me. “I sense the force in you- the turmoil.”

Rey turns. “Run.”

Finn and Poe bolt for the shuttle. “Come on what are you doing?!”

Rey stands still in front of Kylo Ren, unwavering. “What are you doing?” I yell.

“Go!” Rey yells. I run forward and grab her arm.

“No you idiot, I’m not leaving you!”

Stormtroopers begin to march forward. “Rey join me!” Kylo Ren yells.

“Go!” Rey pushes me.

The stormtroopers open fire, sending waves of red light at us. I dive behind a ship and fire back before snapping my body behind the ship to avoid their shots. I look back at Rey, who walks towards Kylo Ren calmly. “What are you doing?” I yell. She doesn’t respond. I dive behind another ship making my way towards the shuttle. Suddenly a group of three stormtroopers jump out from the ship. I shoot one and he falls down with a clunk. I dodge the other stormtroopers' shots and I kick their guns out of their hands. One kicks me in the stomach and I topple over. They take turns kicking me, their hard white boots bludgeoning me. Suddenly I push force energy away from me. I see the stormtroopers fly back hitting the linoleum floor. I feel someone grip my shoulders.

“Come on, let's go!”

I look up. It’s him, his hair is dishevelled and his brown eyes search my face frantically, looking for some response. He puts his hand on the side of my face and for a moment I think he’s going to slap me. Instead he just places his hand on the side of my cheek and gently says. “Come on, let’s go.”

Poe pulls me to my feet and pulls me towards the shuttle by his hand. I let him tug me around stormtroopers and dodge blaster shots. We duck behind a ship. “The shuttle is right there,” Poe says.

I clutch my side. “What about Rey?”

“Finn went to get her,” Poe answers, looking at the shuttle. “Damn it, stormtroopers,”

I look at where Poe is. Five stormtroopers stand guard at the shuttle entrance. “I’ll distract them and you go around and sneak on.”

I nod. We crouch as we sneak our way towards the shuttle. “Go that way.” Poe says.

Poe stands up and reveals himself. “Hey fellas!” He walks towards them. They stiffen and aim their blasters at Poe. “Whoa, chill,” Poe drops his blaster to the ground and holds his hands in the air. “We’re chill?”

“On your knees!” One of the stormtroopers yells.

“Look-” Poe starts.

“-now!” The stormtrooper motions to the ground with his gun.

“Okay okay,” Poe gets on his knees.

I sneak behind the stormtroopers. “Fellas, let’s not be brash,” Poe smirks.

“We’ve got 'em, the rebels.” the stormtrooper speaks into his radio. No response. “Hello?”

“Hello.” I respond before wacking a crate on his head. He topples down.

The stormtroopers turn their guns on me. Then Poe slides down snatches his blaster and shoots two of the troopers. The remaining two each face their blasters towards us, then two more stormtroopers come marching out of the shuttle, each carrying/dragging Borg the alien by his scaly arms.

“Drop your weapons!” The stormtrooper on the right of Borg yells.

Poe tries to up his ‘charm’. “Fellas-”

I reach thrust my arm out and the stormtroopers holding Borg fly backwards. The remaining stormtroopers unleash their blasters. I bawl my hand into a fist and the blaster shots stop mid air. I pause. I spin my hand around and shove the shots back towards the troopers.

My arm drops to my side.

“Wow, couldn’t of done that earlier?” Poe rolls his eyes. The expression on his face is a mix of irritation and utter annoyance, and if I had a mirror I guess my expression would look the same. He tore his hands through his dark curls. They looked so soft…

I let out a annoyed sigh, which ended up sounding more like a grunt.

From a distance I can see Rey and Finn sprinting, full speed towards us, screaming ‘go’.

I hop on my toes. “Come on let’s go!” I grab Poe’s arm and yank him towards the shuttle. “What are you doing? Go!”

“Aw you care about me sweetheart?” Poe jogs backwards towards the cockpit where Borg waits.

“All I care about is smacking the ugly of off your self-obsorbed face!”

He isn’t ugly I think.

Poe calls me some curse word in some alien language, which I’m sure was extremely vulgar judging by the look on Borgs face.

Stormtroopers march closely behind Rey and Finn. I close my eyes and send out a jolt of energy, exploding of the pipes underneath the stormtroopers feet, toppling them down in waves of pressurised steam. I can hear Kylo Ren yelling.

The shuttle lifts of the ground. I turn and jump onto the ramp. The shuttle is slowly lifting of off the ground. “Come on!” I yell waving my hand towards the shuttle. The shuttle is about a meter of the ground.

Rey jumps on first. I grab her arm to stablize her. “Finn, come on!” Finn jumps, he lands on the edge of the ramp swaying backand forth. I pull him forward.

The ramp closes. I can hear the hull of the shuttle being rained with blaster fire.

“Go!” I yell.

We shoot out into hyperspace. The flashing lights surrounding the windows.

Poe steps out of the cockpit. “God you’re in deep shit.”

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enid-rhees · 9 months

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Hey again my most fav Enid fic writer, like, ever 💋✨

Sooo, I have two ideas in mind but imma send the second one as a separate request :)

Alright so imagine Enid, Carl, and reader in/during The Lineup...

I feel like there're so many different ways things could go down- but for now could ya' write where Enid and reader were helping carry sick n' pregnant Maggie, while Carl and the rest of em' are killing off walkers or whatever (I'm sure you remember how that episode went down lol).

But Negan ends up killing Carl, leaving Enid and the reader to grieve over their now dead best friend.

Maybe some fluffy comfort at the end? 💖

oh god, i definitely do remember this episode all too well. i think everyone does 😭 i’m gonna try my hardest with this, just know that the dialogue won’t be completely accurate because i don’t remember what Negan says but i don’t wanna go back 😭 so bare with me.

warnings: major death. Negan. (anytime he’s in my stories he will have his own warning) lots of blood. angst, little comfort but barely any. spoilers for season 7 episode 1 of The Walking Dead

a/n: hope you all enjoy! requests are currently closed but they’ll be open again soon :)

it was so cold. you could see your own breath as you and Enid helped Maggie maneuver through the woods. Carl stood in front of you, killing every walker that was coming your way. everyone else stood on your sides, protecting the three of you, but especially Maggie.

she looked so sick. color had drained from her face, and it looked like she hadn’t slept in months, although that was far from the truth.

when you made it into an empty area of the woods, you were all suddenly blinded by bright lights that surrounded all of you. you turned around, trying to find a way to escape this, but you quickly realized you couldn’t, every inch of this area of the forest was blocked by men, staring at you with guns in their hands.

your heart was racing so fast it shouldn’t have been possible. you held Maggie behind you, keeping her shielded from those men.

one man walked out, standing in front of all of you. “i want all of you to kneel.” he emphasized the word to show his dominance against all of you, and none of you had no other choice but to listen.

you and Enid carefully set Maggie on the ground, still holding onto her arms for support. the guy walked behind you, ripping your arms away from Maggie’s and taking your guns in the process.

you looked over at everyone, who had horror all over their faces. it seemed like the only reasonable reaction to have; fear.

he walked over to a van that was parked a few feet away from you and opened it. in the back, Glenn, Daryl and Michonne were inside. two other men from beside the truck helped the other pull them out, roughly throwing them to the ground.

“Maggie?” Glenn choked out. he hadn’t seen her in hours, he had no idea that you and Enid helped Maggie cut her hair, or that she was in the most mind numbing pain right now.

he was slapped in the face after that, “don’t speak!” the man demanded. you flinched at the loudness of his voice. “Negan will deal with you all shortly.”

who the hell is Negan?

your own question was answered when the trailer van fifteen feet in front of you opened, and a man with a bat stepped out, smiling widely. that was Negan.

he walked over to you guys, looking down the line. “which one of you is Rick Grimes?” he then kneeled down in front of Rick, like he already knew.

“it’s you, right?” he asked. Rick had no choice but to nod. sweat dripped down his curls, even though it was the coldest of nights right now.

“do you know why i have you here, Rick? it’s because you killed my men. and when i sent more of my men to kill you…. you killed more of my men!”

you remembered that. you were all on a run, just wanting to get more supplies for Alexandria. they ambushed you, but it was surprisingly easy to take them all down. but of course, it came with consequences.

“so you know what? i’m killing two of you, right here. and you won’t know who it is until this bat smashes their head into the ground. and after that, you work for me. your food, your supplies, will all be for me.”

you had to come to terms with the fact that you were about to lose two people from your group, and one of them could be you. or Enid. tears slipped down your face just from that thought.

Negan stood back up, “so! lets play a game, yeah?”

he walked to the end of the line, starting at Glenn. “eenie,” then Daryl, “meenie,” then Michonne, “minie,” and then Abraham, “moe.”

Abraham looked up at him, no fear or hesitation in his eyes. Negan swung the bat once, giving him a hard hit on his head. Sasha and Rosita cried out.

with blood on his head, Abraham looked back up at Negan, still no fear in his eyes. “suck… my… nuts.” he hissed out. Negan let out a loud laugh at that, “you’re serious?”

he shook his head, and then bashed his head with the bat once more. Abraham was unconscious now, but he didn’t stop. the bat beat into his head until it started to turn into mush, mixed with blood and brains. you wanted to look away but you couldn’t, tears clouded your vision. the only thing that you could head was Rosita and Sasha crying out, begging Negan to stop.

you looked at Negan was disbelief, not understanding how he was smiling proudly at what he had done. you had met complete and utter psychos before during this apocalypse, but you now know that Negan is far beyond a psycho.

“would you look at that!” he yelled, laughing down at Abraham’s now headless body. the cries continued, but it only seemed to fuel Negan.

“maybe, just maybe, this will teach you guys a fucking lesson. don’t fuck with The Saviors, alright? because i’ll keep doing this until there’s none of you left to fight back. not like you can anyways,”

“now, let’s get back to it!” he turned around, smashing the bat onto Carl’s head. your eyes widened and a scream left not only yours, but Enid, and Rick’s lips. Enid held you back as you tried to reach for Carl, tears running down your face. Negan stopped, turning around to face you as Carl bled out.

“oh, i’m sorry, sweetheart.” Negan fake pouted, “was he your little boyfriend?” your face hardened as Enid held you back tighter, “oh, i see.” a sick and twisted smile made its way to his lips when he looked between the two of you.

he turned back around, continuing to smash the bat onto Carl’s head. his hat had already fallen off, but was now splattered in blood. Rick’s screams of terror, and anger filled the woods. you couldn’t stop crying, and Enid was struggling to keep herself together.

you fell out of Enid’s arms, body going limp from the crying and screaming. you didn’t know what to feel, you felt numb. you just watched your best friend get murdered. brutally, at that. you couldn’t even imagine what Rick felt, that was his son.

the sun had risen, and you were all still in that same area of the woods. The Saviors were gone, but everything they did would never leave you alone. everything you owned was now theirs. and none of you had a say in it.

Carl and Abraham’s body laid there, their blood was everywhere. Sasha and Rosita cried together, despite the problems they were having days ago, and even yesterday. none of it mattered anymore.

sobs racked through your body when Rick handed you Carl’s bloody flannel and hat. “he’d want both of you to have these.” he spoke hoarsely, trying to hold back his emotions. he had gotten good at it, but this wasn’t a time he could do it. and you didn’t expect him to.

Enid pulled you into her arms, and your cries turned muffled as you dropped your head into her neck. she sniffled, leaning her head on yours as she started to quietly cry as well.

you wanted this to be a nightmare so bad. you squeezed your own arm, hoping you would wake up. Enid would be by your side, sleeping peacefully, and right downstairs Carl would be eating breakfast with Judith, Rick and Michonne. everything would be perfect.

“Y/N,” Enid whispered. you opened your eyes, looking straight into hers. she intertwined her hand with yours, “we’re gonna kill him, okay? he can’t and won’t get away with this.”

“we can’t, Enid.” you cried. “he has too much power over us and you know that. we can’t kill him. we’re trapped now.”

Enid shook her head, “i know we’ll be able to. we just need time to prepare, and we can do it. we’ll do it for Carl.” tears slipped down your eyes just from the that.

you nodded, “for Carl.”

Enid gave you a small smile, despite everything she was feeling. she leaned forward, kissing your head softly and then leaning down to your lips. she connected them, holding your face in her hands.

“i love you. we can do this.” she whispered. “i love you too.” you whispered back. Enid pressed one more kiss to your head, lingering her lips there.

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freyito · 6 months

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I was wondering if you have any tips for writing romance? I'm aro so it's hard to write it without it basically just coming off as best friends but sometimes they kiss lmfao 😭

Hm, this is a very good question! First, I'll admit, I'm not fully aro, I am atleast on the aro spectrum though? I'm very very particular about romantic love, and I know everyone is, however it is something that I struggle with. I love a lot more deeply platonically than I love romantically. So before everything: it is absolutely okay to write characters as besties but like they kiss too.

Mostly, I really project, especially for certain characters. I simply imagine what I like and roll with it.

However, a good starting point is figuring out their Love Language. Do they express their love physically? Do they prefer to hold their partner rather than give gifts to express affection? Or would they much rather clean the dishes, change the sheets, run errands. Or maybe they just love showering their partner in compliments! Love languages are a great building block into writing romance. Characters can also have multiple. Do not limit them to one love language. Love Languages are more like a spectrum, really? And they apply different in romantic and platonic aspects.

As an example, Plantonically, I love physical touch above all, but gift giving is a very very close second, as well as words of affirmation. Quality time is something I fall short on, as well as acts of service. However, Romantically, I really only love words of affirmation. I do not like it when my partner smothers me, in fact I have a very big aversion to touch.

The second thought to consider is what kind of love they are. There are five kinds of love: Agape (Unconditional Love), Eros (Passionate Love), Philautia (Self Love), Storge (Affectionate Love, normally platonical or familial), and Pragma (Enduring Love). Does your character focus more on themselves (not in a self-centered way) in the relationship? Or are they much more forgiving and hold their partner above all? Or perhaps, they find that absence DOES make the heart grow fonder. Perhaps they love their partner through all they've been through, good, bad, everything.

For example, the main character in my book loves his partner, he loves him with his whole heart, despite the fact that his hands are covered in blood. And this main character changes, he is a pacifist by heart, and really wishes only to be a writer. His father wants him to continue their proud viking royalty lineage. His partner supports him through all of it, their love is more of Agape. Both have very dirty, unclean hands. Both have sinned in eachothers eyes. And they love eachother regardless.

The last point builds off of that, as well. What does their love do? Does their love protect? Last? Heal? Strength? Calm? It is almost thr same idea as the last point, however it is good to take this into consideration. Does your character love to protect their partner? Would they find saving their partner, any sort of way, more passionate? Or does your character love so deeply, that even if they were killed, time and time again, they would search for their partner, in each and every life?

Building off my last example, the Prince wants his partner to heal from the things he does not talk about. So he loves him with such conviction, he let's him know rhat he is here, always and forever. And that they will make it through this. The Merc wishes to protect his partner, even if he must die trying. That was his goal before he knew the prince was... a prince. And that was his goal, after.

One more thing to take into consideration is what trope you wish to write, too. Book-wise, Fic-wise, anything. The Prince and the Merc's romance is a slow burn. Which is pretty popular and too be honest, is super fun to write. With them, it was mainly little things the Merc found himself thinking about. And he pushes away those thoughts until he can only think of how the Prince's hair has an ever so slight blue glint under the sun, how he bites his tongue when he writes, and how, despite everything, the Prince keeps his hair messy.

Oooone more idea to help. Who falls first, who falls harder? In my book, the Prince falls first, the Merc falls harder. It does not have to be exactly like this, either. Someone can fall first and harder.

I hope all of this helped, anon! Despite this blog existing to focus on romance... I am absolutely horrible at it.

#kacpyposting #⋆ ☄. nervouzwreck #writing tips #writing prompts

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welcometomyoasis · 3 months

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HII SHUUU!!!!!

I MISSED YOU!!! pls wish me gl i have exxaammmsss (i have them every month and im just- :(((( ) anYWAY!!! HOW ARE YOU DOING!!! have a great day!!! (i asked forced @nonononranghaee (which is kinda like uh a shared acc, i guess you could say) to send you the pics!!! For gl ofc) the panda was so cuuttee. And omg ilysm youre so adorraableee!! Im trying my very hardest to finish an interconnected fic series (someone help) and after agES my brain finally decided to work so yayyy!!!! youre doing great!!! pls stay away from mean anons, lately ive been seeing sm accs getting hate, remember your health both mental and physical come first okay? Anyway HAVE A GREAT DAY LY!!!!!

🌱 (this reminds me of hansol in the cutest way possible)

HELLO MY LOVELY 🌱 ANON! I'VE MISSED YOU SO MUCH TOO!

omg exams. ALL THE BEST!!! GOOD LUCK!!! I'M SURE YOU'RE GOING TO KILL IT!!! do your best and you'll be fine!! ❤️🤭 i'll keep an eye out for the pics definitely. thank you 🌱 anon and @\nononoranghaee. i'm honestly happy seeing asks from you, i'll take that as my good luck charm for the day. STOP ILYSM MORE YOU'RE TOO CUTE.

as for the fic 👀 i'm already excited to see what you're cooking up. i know it will be great and will be very very happy to read it when it comes out hehe. writers block is the worst thing ever but once your brain gets working, everything just comes naturally. so yay!!!! i'm glad you're making progress :3

you're also doing great my lovely and ofc dw i'll stay away from mean anons as much as possible. 😭 you're literally going to make me cry you're too sweet. you remember that too okay? HAVE A GREAT DAY MY LOVEELY!!! ILYSM!

#nooo hansol as that adorable little sprout #so cute #letters for shu ✏༝༚༝༚#anons ✮⋆˙#🌱 anon ✮⋆˙

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star-centric · 7 months

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Dream, I don't know if it's with you (I'm sorry if I'm mistaken), but did you ever mentioned to me that you like reading my royaltyAU fic for Lucifer a long time ago? I can't remember who it was ㅠㅠ

But I just want to tell you that I was suddenly struck with a tiny tiny tiny inspiration to continue that AU, but with Mammon or Belphie this time. Although, it's just an idea, but at least it's something right? 😂

I hope you're doing well with your writing too ❤️ I seriously need to catch up more with your writings :'3

No that was me!!! Cause that was really one of my first times reading a royalty AU and I instantly fell in love with it 😭🤍🤍

But if you did it with Belphie or Mammon- ESPECIALLY MAMMMON I would implode. Just imagining greedy Mammon wanting to keep you to himself and selfish Belphie being the whiny prince and refusing to marry anyone but you is just-

Also thank you for the support 🫶🏾🫶🏾 writers block is killing me rn but I’m trying to force my way through it 🥲

#also I feel so dumb but I didn’t realize I wasn’t following your other accounts until now 😭😭#I was like “where is Han’s writings??” and then I realize I wasn’t following the writing accounts 🤦🏾‍♀️#but I’m happy you’re on my dash again!!!! I missed you so much 🫶🏾#messages.txts #han.txts

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freedomfireflies · 6 months

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This might seem completely odd [which if it made you uncomfortable, please don't respond and I'm so sorry 🩵] but as one of my favourite writers here that I engage frequently, I am seeking your opinion or motivation, too: what piece of advice you'd give to someone who struggles to take an action for weight loss? Like I am not overwhelmingly overweight, yet definitely on the chubbier side which if I lose kinda 17 lbs (around 8-10 kg to be exact) I'd be much more comfortable in my own skin, but literally been free for a week (Hence I took break from everything that consumes my time) but never could do any shite and it's so annoying :/ I have the opportunity to do exercises or have long strolls but laziness and lack of enthusiasm are killing me.

Hi my love!! Never apologize for reaching out, or for asking for some advice!! I am grateful that you thought of me 😭💞

Working out can absolutely be a source of dread or discouragement for most people, and truth be told, I imagine even the people that do enjoy it had to work up to that point!

I would start with being kind on yourself, and understanding that you are allowed to take this at whatever pace you feel most comfortable!! It doesn't have to be 0 to 100 in two days time, and it's okay if it's more of a steady incline up!

You could set smaller goals for yourself! Larger ones can absolutely feel overwhelming and make us lose motivation faster for sure. Say you wanna walk around your neighborhood or the block maybe a couple times a week. Something simple enough that once you can check it off the list, it can feel a much bigger accomplishment!

Also mixing up your routine! Whether that's walking, jogging, or a specific type of workout! Like yoga or pilates or cardio or whatnot! And having a workout buddy, even someone you aren't physically with, to help encourage you and help remind you of your goals!! Maybe even planning out what you'd like to do for the day/week so that you don't feel unprepared!

And absolutely reward yourself for the hard work that you do. Treating yourself to something special when you reach a goal, and allowing yourself to relax a bit after!!

I know this won't be a perfect fix for you, I struggle with motivation and procrastination in a lot of areas in my life, so I understand feeling incredibly overwhelmed!

But try, as hard as you can, to be kind to yourself first and foremost! To understand that there will be setbacks and plateaus, and that your mental health is much more important than any number! Your timeline is the right timeline! No matter what that looks like!! And I'm so, so proud of you!!! 😭♥️♥️♥️

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aft3rhrs · 7 months

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So I took a break from tumblr for uni(can’t read smut gotta study lmfao💀) and I seen that u moved blogs bc of hate and ik this is like completely random bc I never sent an ask to u on ur other blog(😭 i was shy) but I love ur writing style so much and I wanted to know if u have any advice for writing. I’m currently working on a taehyung fic and I’ve been struggling for months. what would u recommend for getting past writers block? (ps I love u sm🫶🏾🩷)

hi baby!!! ❤️ no need to explain yourself at all, you're so sweet ily 💕

to be honest I'm not sure if I'm the best person to ask for advice on this aaah... but... I think it really depends on what's blocking you, figuring that out is so important imo. if you're burnt out, stressed, overworked, then I wouldn't suggest adding more pressure on yourself — you need some good rest. I usually get into TV shows and fanfiction, it's distracting, it can be inspiring as well, it resets your brain. though these days I don't have that much energy, so drabbles, webtoons and short stories are great too!

I also like looking at prompts, or creating my own along with moodboards.

if it's the fear of judgement or your fic not being received well that's holding you back, as hard as it is, try to let go of that — everything gets easier when we let go of our fears. it's also important to remember that the number of notes and or a negative comment don't define you or your talent — not every fic is for every reader, and rude people exist everywhere! not your problem. ❤️

I would also like to quote a writer I admire, Stephen King, because when you're really stuck and it's none of the issues I mentioned above, sometimes you just gotta kill your darlings. sometimes there is a scene, a plot point that you wanna write so bad, but for some reason you can't move on. it does wonders to remove it, change the direction of the story, even though it can be hard, because it's an idea you loved. killing your darlings doesn't have to mean burying them though. sometimes the concept is better fitted for another story or another time, but that can be a factor too! it has been for me many times.

also... don't ever try to change your style, your voice is unique and that's what makes it beautiful. we all have weak points but we get better with practise. don't restrict yourself with rules, write whatever you want, however you want it, start in the middle, end at the beginning — it's your story!

good luck baby and please keep me updated on how it goes ily 🫂❤️

#asks #cherry 💗

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you. are. killing. me. i don't like that i'm being forced, gun to my head, to keep reading your very accurate headcanons but they are not canonical in my daily life! cease! 😭😩 [ but don't and carry forth ]

🔫🔫🔫🔫

this is the most fun i’ve ever had trying to get out from under the crushing weight of writer’s block :’) i love being a chaotic heux on main during daylight hours :’)

#jade speaks #nari!#moots

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monstrouslyobsessed · 2 years

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HELLO !!! not really a question or something but thank you for your works 🙆 they truly satisfy my hidden monsterfucking kinks 🤭 ANYWAYS PLEASE DO CONTINUE WRITING ): I REALLY LOVE THEM SAUURRR MUCH LOOKING FORWARD TO YOUR NEW WORKS SOON !!! keep safe and mwah w/ consent 🙏🏻 —anonymous

🥰ahw tysm for reading my works!! i'll do my best, even though i'm slow as shit about it, aha. i'm forever grateful for all your support and it is super appreciated!! <3

Hi, I'm over 20 college student who loves reading dark writings or yandere concepts and just recently found your blog and amazing works. Although requests are closed and I don't want to cause you any trouble, I'm curious whether you're still open for Alucard(Hellsing ) writes,, I have fallen in love with Hellsing and most of all, Alucard and your last writing of Alucard as Vlad the Impaler was so fantastic,, I was hoping to see a prequel version of it(like, HOW Vlad met the reader, and judging from her POV it's likely that the reader was unwilling to become a vampire, let alone become his bride)... it's been quite a while since you wrote Hellsing but I wonder if you're still willing to write a piece of Alucard later on??? Your work of Alucard was truly a masterpiece, and it's sad to think that this is the only Alucard piece in your amazing blog.—anonymous

tbf i kept the backstory between alucard and his turned darling super vague because idk myself tbf;;; there's too many possibilities, from a victim of slavery, war, orphan, childhood friend, etc. possibly! i'm down to write specific animes and whatnot i'm familiar with, i'm just more comfortable writing one-off ocs and monsters because i always just sort of felt like i'd be doing the existing characters wrong somehow?? plus i haven't been reading or seeing many medias these days (not a huge tv show watcher;;; my attention span is that bad, been trying to pick up reading books and mangas again though, personal distastes about certain popular shows aside). yeah i live under a rock.

that said, i do see alucard forcing his darling to hibernate and stashing them away in hiding somewhere when he sensed he was being hunted after and that they will destroy his darling, be it using them up as a gruesome science experiment or just outright killing them. supposed the darling was found and being used as a lab rat though...

we'll see if i ever get around it lmao i have a long to-do list 😭thank you so much for your kind words!

The drawing is definitely ok and you’re an amazing artist 🥰 —anonymous

daw thank you! i really should draw more, huh? <3

I can't stop reading your work! It's amazing. Can I request a continuation of the Pyramid Head fic? —anonymous

i'm not open for requests, sorry! that said, im not sure how to write a continuation for him exactly. i shared some headcanons somewhere in my blog about the fate of his darling and him. plot wise? its still vague to me. other than never-ending smut and, well, 'creating' bunch of monstrous creatures from all the breeding the butcher is doing to his darling, i'm still chewing on ideas.

i'll take notes tho to consider it some more though, ty for your kind words <3

status update: writing is slow. got stuck at where to go in the male ursula knock off piece so i might go and find another wip to work on just to publish something. anyway, concept and headcanons are open. maybe writing something sfw would knock the writers block out.

hope yall are staying cool and safe for those who are dealing with the horrid heatwave! please drink some water to stay hydrated <3 for the others doing ok with their weather, be good to one other, mwah!

edited: missed a question, whoops.

#ghosts are curious.👻#☠️not writing...#anonymous #asked #answered #☠️monster is whispering...#[[gd the new editor is seriously bugging out on me that it took ages for me to JUST answer these lovely nonnies...]]#[[fix your shits dumblr]]#long post

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