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babygirlbondage · 5 months

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Hi, hope your vacation was wonderful! I just stumbled across your page and could not look away for hours. You’re very skilled!

As a thank you, I wanted to say the fantasy which took me over the edge (the asks telling for reduced time got me thinking). Oh btw, they/she/(maybe it) trans fem nb, but no worries if you’re at capacity for ask subs. Regardless enjoy :).

I want to be clicker trained when right on the edge. There’ll be more things integrated as time passes (giving a pathetic “arf~” at every click, making sure my collar is on, etc), but the main focus remains a step below satisfaction, fully submissive to my master. Every click erases all human thoughts, leaving me extremely horny and with begging eyes. Absolute putty.

One night, after a few denial filled days, I’m told i get to top and, if well behaved, even cum. positioned behind her, chin near his shoulder with my ear next to his mouth. hips shaking, pleasure shooting everywhere, being told how good a pup i am and how good i’m making my owner feel.

eventually, finally, given permission. However, they starts clicking at every thrust. no matter how hot and frustrated i am, relief never comes. i start begging through whimpers, but the only responses received are faux pity “cum puppy, you’ve been so good.” “Aww, what’s wrong mutt?” and eventually “It’s ok, you’ll get another chance pet. Eventually.” After clean up is a well deserved snack and drifting off in a tight cuddle.

And yes I see the humor in that this is what took me over lol.

-♾️ if it’s available

im never at capacity for subs honey, i love adding new ones to my little collection and teasing you! especially fellow trans subs, you guys hold a special place in my mind. also thank you for the compliments on my blog im really happy you like it!!

and youd be the perfect puppy to clicker train with fantasies like that in your head. watching you whimper and shake as you got so close but never getting the sweet release you crave would be a divine and pathetic sight.

youd look so needy, giving me your best puppy eyes and silently begging to cum. of course the you would be denied longer because i find joy in your torment. teasing you for not being able to cum when you hear that click.

such a simple noise yet it holds so much power over you, doesnt it? the press of a button and you cant control yourself anymore? what a dumb mutt.

dumb is perfection though when it comes to pets. with time youll be so well trained that youll beg for the clicker to be involved, itll be better than anything you could ever long for. no orgasm would be able to top the sound of the clicker when you get close. the click will resonate in your stupid puppy brain, like a song you cant get out of your head.

youll be fully reduced to a barking, needy, denied mess. serving your master will be the only thing you want. and of course on special occasions youll get to cum, but it certainly wont be often. youll be praised frequently though for being a good girl. i think all good puppies should be told when they make their masters proud after all.

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lilxsturniolo1xx · 13 days

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Its what i do.

pairing: Matt x Reader

Ive been ignoring matt for a few days now, not because hes done anything wrong or im annoyed at him, its actually the complete opposite. i found myself falling for him, but he cant know that, itll ruin him. ill ruin him. He doesnt deserve that, hence why ive ignored him, im pushing him away. Since i was a child i grew up in a rough household, one of which no one knew how to communicate, ending in screaming matches to get your point across. From a young age i have been degraded by my own family.

"no one wants you, not even us!" My dad used to say, his stone-cold eyes peircing deep into my soul as the venom of his words seep into my brain. replaying over and over again.

"your just not good enough." My mother would say, shrugging her shoulders and flicking the ash from her cigarette into my dads empty beer can.

After hearing that day in, day out, on repeat it does something to you. Well, it did something to me. It made me hate myself. Whenever someone tried to get close to me id shut them down, thinking it was a sick joke, as my mother said ' im just not good enough'.

So when i found out i had feelings for matt, i locked myself away. Scared of me slipping up infront of him just for him to tell me what ive been hearing my whole life, because with matt it felt different. I felt safe. So hearing them words come out of his mouth would've broke me. This is how i made sure i would never have to hear them.

Ive been hearing my phone go crazy all day, every time i check it, i see matts message popping up on my screen, i then shut my phone off to ignore him, somewhat scared of messaging him. until i finally have the courage to open the messages, and by this time, ive had 13 notifications. All from him.

Fuck.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!

Hes coming here, now! what do i do. panicked, i rushed and put some half-decent clothes on, and a slight bit of makeup to make me look less dead. As i sat on my bed, thoughts rushing through my brain as i twiddled my thumbs somewhat scared of even going on my phone, i heard three knocks on my front door. Matts here. Frozen, i just sat there and ignored the door hoping hed give up and go away. Then i remembered, hes got a fucking key!

i hear the twist of my lock and footsteps coming into my house, followed by my name being called. Once again, i ignore him.

Maybe he'll think no ones home and leave. i thought to myself, asif i didnt know Matt Sturniolo like the back of my hand.

He began walking up the stairs and i was still sat there, like a statue. I dont even know why i didnt just tell him to go away or something, my body wasnt moving despite how much i tried, i was stuck In some sort of trance, that was until i heard a rattle of my bedroom door handle.

a/n: Hey! sorry leaving you on a cliffhanger like this but it was getting way too long but pt2 will be out soon, i hope you like this one anyway😊xx

#sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #matt sturniolo fic

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panie-wanie-dean-bean · 8 months

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HmM!! 😤 These Dom Nick hcs are lighting a fire under me!!! (ง'̀u'́)ง i wanna pamper him SO badly in whatever AU! Im not sure whose the weakest, maybe hybrid nick bc he's lonely or soft but my MCs gonna take the whole day to spoil him rotten, if he so much as tries to lift a finger she's kissing him and lowering it back down. Itll be a random day of the week, no birthday no holiday, just a full breakfast spread, then the most expensive home spa day evah! (While ignoring his questions of 'why?' Why not huh??)

The best bath bombs and scrubs, face masks, shampooing his hair gently, mani and pedi, some cold champagne and some ice to cool him down, since he'll be in the bath so long, but then definitely a deep tissue full body massage (and/or preening if he's hybrid nick) with his favorite show playing a marathon, with more snacks, before his favorite dinner of course.

lots of kisses and the tenderest 'I love you's' but he absolutely cannot do anything in return, i might even spoonfeed him everything from breakfast to dessert,

After the massage and the preening, its time to make him messy again 😔 gotta eat him out, suck him, and ride him gently til he cums idc how many times, before cleaning him up all over again

I want him to turn to jelly, I'll check off every self-care/sub bucketlist item he has, he's my MCs perfect little doll for the day. Will he squirm? beg? Melt into a puddle? My MC doesnt know but her goal is to turn a professional dom into a spoiled pillow princess like Jean who doesn't know wat 'unloved' even is (<- mc nor OP knows wat bdsm or professional sex work entails really, but got a spa day as a birthday gift once and couldve sworn they were princess diana)

(And pls know between the two of u who know bdsm im taking notes with focuS so thank u)

And there will be smugness once he finally falls asleep, my mc is the evillest and most domness boss! this is probably wat it means to be King of the doms maybe! Take that mr "professional!" Hope ur skin is smooth and ur hair/feathers are shinier than its ever been, i hope the dreams r pleasant with Imported Lavender infused pillows! Thats right, its expenSive! For NO reason. There are No take backs or exchanges either, only store credit buddy

>:3c Consider that a warning for the both of yous for givin my brain these zoomies!

🖤 nonny

We are shaking hands and making out sloppy style over pampering Nick right now, oh my god dude

Especially if it's hybrid Nick, like, he's so used to having to be strong and independent and being thrown out when he wasn't being dommy enough that this shit might just kill him. He's such an eepy boy too. My guy gets migraines whenever the weather changes so he's just used to pushing through that pain and tiredness you get after it leaves

But you? Pampering him? Not allowing him to move and making him take the rest he deserves? It's his dream come true, there's nothing fucking better than this for him. Now, he will try to fight you on it at first, but just cup his head in your hands and tell him how much you love him and want to take care of him and he'll slip right into his sub space

He doesn't like surprises, at all, even the good ones, so please tell him about all of this in advance. He plans out his weeks and if he finds out about a change in his schedule less than 48 hours in advance he's going to have a shutdown

God this whole thing is so good, I love pampering pieces like this. Your mind dude, I am kissing it directly on it's cute little wrinkles

#🖤 anon #whispers of an angry god #sdj Nick #hybrid au

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elegyofthemoon · 2 months

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logs before i forget bc i am Depleted of energy and need to winddown w star rail

i just hung out w new people and played ddlc which was very fun! we did some reading and stuff for it which was cool and then i got anxious and tired from the anxiety so i had to leave alkdfjahl but it was cool to see ddlc again and hang out with new and old friends

i FINALLY MADE PROGRESS IN HONKAI.... i finished chapter 13 and god.... i forgot how much i love this story so much just because its been such a long time since i was able to sit down and play it. like im pretty sure the last time i was able to make progress was back in december...? the only times i ever made progress was when i finished an exam and id just sit and read for a while and augh its such a good story i love it so much,,,

kinda related but getting news that theyre finally putting cn voices over the cgs is so nice ; w ; i mostly play in cn voices so it felt weird when it switched to jp but me and my friend were maybe going to stream honkai together on the weekend (i feel bad bc i'm probably going to be annoying. bc thats my fixation rn), so itll be cool to see the cgs in cn !! hopefully?? idk i tried to play it today but its still jp alksdjafh

that being said im also v excited about the weekend w my friend,, i just hope i dont wind up being annoying...

i also have new. oc ideas so thats. fun.....

oh! i got take out :) except it was weird tasting (burger pizza) but it was a funny experience so im chill. i havent had take out in a while cuz i just cook food to eat at home instead but it felt nice to have some takeout ;w ;

asldkjfah idk ... my brains so dead rn that i cant remember anything else.... okee i go do my night routine and winddown to star rail B)

#happy logs #ive got shakes lkasjdahflkj

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moveslikejaggeria · 2 years

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im very tired, tumblr dot com. im just very much exhausted. i think about how much i wanted to die just a few weeks ago and how happy i am now. but also,,, how i was right. happiness always comes in such fleeting moments. it sucks. the river is smaller, my dear friends, much easier to cross these days. but it doesnt mean its not still there.

i stopped seeing my therapist. and dietician. neither of them really reached out. fair enough. i think we were just dancing around the inevitable. i am therapist-proof: i repel them. its something about me that just pushes them away. its the me-ness.

i want a family so badly. all my friends are dating!! this sucks!! im so happy for them but wheres MY lover dearest. i hate dating apps though, im done with them. i gotta Know someone to date them and thats so hard over dating apps. alas

im so tired. not so much that its reached my bones, but its definitely deep in my muscles. i went and got a massage. it sucked and was expensive. now im sitting in the shower avoiding going to sleep bc as soon as i do tomorrow has to start. bleh

keep this to yourself porn bots but there was this person i really liked last year and god i was pretty infatuated but theyre not single so i had to get over it but sometimes i still have dreams with them in it and its kinda weird. like ik i cant control my dreams but it Feels manipulative to be in a situation where they are at my brains will. even i wont conform to that. plus then i wake up and the bed’s a little colder. alas

the loneliness is so deep in my bones i dont think itll ever leave, like a tumor they cant remove and you just kinda have to live with it and accept your fate. like a constant reminder that youre not normal or healthy and you never will or can be.

UGH i have TWO (2) meetings tomorrow. one of which is gonna SUCK bc i just have to sit there and be silent. i used to be really good at being silent. im twinning with mae from avatar lol.

i wish i lived in fiction. i wish i lived in a story that the author had all planned out and they had this nice little ending planned where everything was gonna finally be okay and id be happy. i think im trapped in a not-happy ending story. where the author tortures their characters relentlessly

how far away is labor day? i think labor day i’ll clean my apartment and finish moving in. maybe i’ll invite some friends over to keep me company, maybe not. maybe they will be busy or not want to. idk

not even a full week of school and im done. BLEH. i wish my therapist had put up more of a fight. or i had a better therapist. but then i wouldnt be talking to you, tumblr dot com! or maybe i still would. thats the question

there are two kind of depressed people: the ones who write happy endings for characters and imagine themselves AS the character to feel whole and those who torture their characters out of catharsis or to not feel so alone. so i suppose this is all karma for my fictional characters. do you think if i become the former life would be better?

OH tumblr dot com, i know you hate the tiky toky app, but they told me i was gonna find a partner this year! oh can you believe it! and if i listened to this one sound and manifested, i would be rich. oh tumblr dot com, can you imagine? someone to just hold and be held by? someone who you can lay your head against and listen to their heartbeat? someone you can trust with your whole you? oh tumblr dot com, how i do love to go on…

one last thing before i let you continue scrolling, mr porn bot. the happiest day of my life that i can remember is that one saturday last semester. i went to the arcade/golf course/gokart place place with my friends and we spent the day there and then we came home and i got to meet lewberger and see them perform and oh! the day before when i got my picture taken with stinger and got ice cream and knew random facts about greys anatomy and oh,,, to be young again. to live in those moments and just be happy. for that fleeting moment

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thoughts-and-all-that · 2 years

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why are you such a fucking bitch. fuck you with your fucking 'i dont give a fuck that you got rightfully mad that some teenage brat is calling your existence a joke so you called him a brat for, yknow, BEING A BRAT'. why the fuck do i always have to be the bigger person. im sick of being the bigger person.

im on my last strings with this group idefc man. if i get demoted or smthn like this happens one more time. i dont even care ill just leave. what the fuck is one more restart on my pile of dozens. these people are barely close to me anyway. not like theyll fucking care. and itll just end up being one more group of people who hate me in the end. not unusual.

im only really friends with like, one or two of them, but also not really. when was the last time we played a game together, VCd together, any of that? its been forever. i could join the vc anytime but theyre always playing shit idc about and talking about shit idc about. why cant i ever be what i care about. why not ask to play the game they know i love. even just for an hour or two.

i know im always forcing others to prove they care about me without me even telling them thats what im doing but like... they dont really prove it much. theyll hit me up if i go silent and then i come back and the cycle repeats

its always like this. why cant i just find the place where i truly connect with people and everything is just fine. why is it always something.

all i wanna fucking do is play minecraft and talk about whatever dorky kids show/movie im obsessing over this time. why is that so hard.

maybe its me, but like, im literally so fucking chill if people arent being stupid, but they get stupid so much.

at this point im fucking holding back from leaving that server. a year and a half down the drain just like that. its always a year and a half or less. i guess i just cant handle long term relationships.

my only real friend is a fucking stuffed animal. i think if i got one wish in this world, id be selfish and wish she were real. just the way i imagine her and everything. why should anyone else get my wish when all of them disappoint and hurt me time and time again. she would never hurt me.

maybe im just destined to be alone. too bad for that destiny that i desperately grasp onto what little connection i hold to humanity left.

maybe i do need to go to a mental hospital finally. ill give it a week before i make that choice. i need to at least get my new glasses in 6 days anyway.

i just feel my brain deteriorating and i cant do much about that i think.

ill just suffer like always.

i dont care if im being selfish. i think ive earned it after a lifetime of never getting what i want. what i truly want.

cause instead i was born into a family of people i wouldnt otherwise interact with ever, in a town full of people that never cared about me, especially not the way i tried to care about them, in a body thats not mine. in a life thats not mine.

i feel as if i were misplaced at birth. misplaced nonphysically. like i was meant to be somewhere else, somewhere right, and something went wrong. and the universe just never corrected itself. it left me here.

there wasnt a point to this post. im just sick of feeling all these things and having nowhere to say them. i cant let people i know hear me say shit like this. its not like theyd listen anyway.

i wish i wasnt broke so i could get a stupid fucking therapist already. i wish preventing myself from wanting to die and hate myself and hate the world wasnt so unaffordable.

anyway haha mental illness moment woahagagahshhhaoahah so funni wild wowza woooo

#vent #dont ignore me #personal

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miscellaneous--bones · 2 years

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ok im going to bed very soon, or at least heading that way whatever, so heres the other doodles. i got a fairly solid design n after that it was just staring at it and working out a couple kinks. also the sad empty dissociative bit in the middle where you emotions take a dip out the window because youre adjusting to the switch in appearance and trying to recognize yourself in a new body, but thats normal enough

right now looking at it all together i think the most annoying this is that i really like the doodles where i didnt line the mouth bit, but i also really like the mouth bit, so that'll almost definitely be inconsistent going forward

also my glasses were tripping me up?? they still kinda dont feel like they sit on the fave right, not sure what thats about. hopefully if i doodle it enough it'll fix itself like the fox sona did forever ago. if anyones got any comments or anything about the design n such of it lmk cuz a second person's perception might help tbh

uhhhh turn into the catgirl you wanna see in the world i guess

#wanted to fit in the funny haha caption before i plopped into the tags to leave off on the final commentary #the shape it leaves it like. weird? its good. i THINK its fitting? maybe #maybe i should. change the ears? shape wise? idk. i like the big ears cuz its easier to do like. expressions and earrings and such #plus the like. the cat im basing it off (which is my real life cat) has very big ears and a kinda pointed side view #i'll figure it out #im always switching shit around #like when i randomly gave myself paws after however long of using the possum sona? it can happen any time lol #mmm.. Naomi. i love her #art #doodles #meeee #concept doodles #anyway my brain is turning to mush and this took a surprising amount out of me #very possibly because i've been like. not really as aware of my being a person recently? i think ive mentioned it once or twice on here #maybe not #so like a sudden lot of self reflection has been a little weird #whatever thooo #going back to school on tuesday so itll be fiiiine #if i hadnt put so much fuckin. emotional energy and time into this i might just be able to write it off and go back to using the possum-#sona seeing as it still works fine and i still like possums #but idk #maybe maybe not #egh #im going sleep now

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aspiring-house-husband · 2 years

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You want a fantasy, huh?

What if we were dating and you knew I was happier the less I thought so at a party one night, you got me drunk. A not a little drunk, very very warm happy and suggestible drunk. I'm loose and flirty and you're more than happy to take advantage of my simple empty headed self, taking me into a closet, pinning me to the wall and melting away any worries I had with your touch and kisses.

My puffy boypussy heating up for you as you slip your fingers inside me and I moan and keen. You toy with me like that but you don't let me cum. Not yet. Instead you "adjust" my outfit a little, making it more revealing and removing my underwear so it's easy to see how wet and aroused I am. Then you throw me back into the party and let everyone see what a whimpering giggling mess you've made of me, nodding your permission when people approach to grope or finger or play with me... but still not letting any of them give me any real relief.

That's your prize after all... when everyone has had a little fun and I have hardly any brains left in my trembling body, so hot and flush and needy, you'll take me home and bed me proper. Cum in me over and over as I finally reach a climax and keep begging you for more with my slurred words. I'm so good like this for you... maybe you should start keeping me hazy all the time?

i ask you to fantasize, and you think about being my dumb little slut? how cute. i’ll say this all slow, because i know you’re too hazy to understand if i talk fast.

ill watch all night as you get fuzzier and floppier. i’ll let you have your fun before stealing you away, and you wont even notice i’ve got you until we’re halfway in the closet.

it’ll be so easy to make you melt against the wall. you’ll be putty in my hands, won’t you? get you all drippy, since you’re buzzing, press my fingers into you and pin you with my whole body. you’ll feel every bit of me- including my hard cock that you so desperately want to feel inside of you.

but no- i pull away and hold you up since your legs won’t do that for you, and i’ll work on your clothes. get your boxers off, leaving just those short shorts behind. i’ll rub you through them, just for a second, leaving them wet and sticking against those swollen boypussy lips. maybe i’ll tie up your shirt in the middle of your back to reveal your belly and pull down your collar to make sure your collarbones are on display.

and god, dreary and blinky and dripping? smearing yourself all over your thighs and wiggling your tcock against your shorts? itll have people wanting to touch you, play with you. but no, everyone knows you belong to me, and theyll make sure to look to me before they touch you.

itll wind you up, but that’s all itll do. after all, theyre not me. no matter what fingers they shove up into you, no matter how they rub your tdick and pinch at you, oh it’s not enough. not until i have you face down with my cock buried in you are you finally satisfied, being claimed deep inside.

you’re right, though. it’s a good look, your eyes rolling back and your tongue hanging out. i might want to pass off the trouble of working you up onto anybody who finds you irresistible, because it’ll get you so desperate for me.

hey, there’s a party friday night. . .

#me: says i’m a sub #me: wants to raw the fuck out of a pretty boypussy #put more things in my inbox this was fun #anyway #dumbification #story #og #non monster #public #inbox

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naughty-noodles · 3 years

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I have baby fever so bad rn so heres the creeps finding out their s/o is preggers:

Jeff:

"Holy shit holy shit its happening everyone calm down" His head is racing with a million thoughts per second. He never expected to be a dad so this probably wasnt a planned pregnancy. Maybe you two had a little too much fun while drunk as hell. Wonders if a shotgun wedding will be needed. You'll need to assure him that everything will work out.

After his brain calms down, he will find himself slowly warming up to the thought. Maybe going so far to place his forehead against your stomach. Mumbles a million promises to the fetus as you stroke his hair. Secretly hopes its a girl.

Ben:

*shell shocked* Will need you to repeat what you said. Multiple times. When he /finally/ processes what you said, a grin slowly spreads across his face. "Im....Im gonna be a dad???" Starts jumping in place with the grin never leaving his face. "Im a dad! IM A DAD!!" immediately rambles with everything he plans on doing with his "new best friend". Probably buys some cheesy ass nerd onesies 🤣

Toby:

"What was that babe?" "You're WHAT???" He might pass out. Or stem off with a Tic attack. "Youre a human submarine!" You cant help but giggle at the random stream of tics. Might have to grab the weighted blanket and wait for him to calm down before continuing the conversation. Once hes calm, he lays his head on your shoulder in disbelief. "hey babe... Do you think ill be a good dad?" he worries a lot and with both of you having severe mood swings, this pregancy will need a lot more patience but you assure him itll work out. Over time he'll be more excited than nervous.

Tim:

All panic and no disco. Probably most anxious of them all. What if he hurts the child? Or worse?? Thinks youll hate him if he cant be a perfect dad so he stays up late watching youtube videos. End up more prepared than you are by the 2nd trimester. Research puts his mind at ease. At night, you can hear him talk to the child still in your stomach. "Nothing will ever hurt you or your mother... Not while im around..."

Brian:

Calmest of them all tbh. With him, it was most likely to be a planned pregnancy. He instantly pulls you into a hug and lets out a happy sigh. "My own little family..." Not much changes within your relationship. He already does so much for you and lives caring for you.

Liu/Sully:

Instant inner world conflict. Liu and Sully both fight to front so give them a minute to sort it out and be patient. Eventually Sully caves and lets Liu front first. When the disassociation stops, he looks to you with a grin. "We're gonna be a family...?" something about the way he says family strikes you. Him and Jeff have a rocky relationship and thisll be the 1st time in many years that he will have one. He pulls you into a tight hug, near crying from happiness. A few moments pass as he pulls away. Once he does, his demeanor shows that Sully is fronting now. Without a sound, he gets on his knees and kisses your stomach. "I'm always gonna protect you little one.. As fiercely as I do your mother and Liu"

#creepypasta #jeff the killer #jeffery woods #ticci toby #toby rogers #liu woods #Tim and brian #hoodie marble hornets #masky and hoodie #masky marble hornets #Mh #Ben drowned #Reader insert #creepypasta headcanon

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zukoisalimpwristgay · 3 years

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ok i saw this post:

and my brain help me hostage and i came up with an AU that i will never write but im posting cause maybe it already exists and someone can send it to me, or itll inspire someone to write it.

basically:

takes place in the crossroads of destiny starting when katara and zuko are in the crystal cave under ba sing se

aang and iroh show up as they do in the ep

Maybe iroh talks to zuko and he catches up with aang and katara and apologizes and asks to help fight azula.

Or he starts fighting alongside azula (and the rest of the gaang joins the fight, maybe ty lee and mai too [could speedrun mailee betraying azula]) but sees someone get badly hurt

maybe katara since they just bonded, and sokka cries out for her making zuko see siblings who care about each other

and maybe he moves to help defend them and azula snipes him with lightning which he fails to redirect kinda like in the final agni kai but memories go bonk

or he gets boomeranged

The later is funnier and would set up for bad guy wakes up on a different side.

Maybe he gets bonked while he and azula start retreating and azula leaves him bc hes just a liability if they dont claim ba sing se. Ozai wont like her teaming up with a failure anyway.

And maybe aang gets zapped still before zukos bonk so katara is out of spirit water which might help heal zuko’s head.

azula still conquers the earth kingdom

The caves start to crumble bc drama and zukos just laying there uncahnchus and iroh pleads them to help him since he wouldnt be able to get him out on his own

And sokka carries him out and once theyre on the surface zuko begins to wake and the gaang had started to walk away but stop when iroh calls for kataras help after zuko woke up disoriented and didnt know his name etc.,;.,,.

she tries to heal him but it hurts him (a la flwogb and sokkas brain gunk)

so they take iroh and zuko with them to meet back up with hakoda and the WT warriors who are hesitant but accept the avatars insistence

que hakoda adopting redeemed zuko and iroh and hakoda and bato becomin pals with iroh

and maybe aang wakes up early idk

and the gaang has to tell zuko about the war and he (on a freshly wiped operating system) is like “oh shit that sounds awful”

and they could leave out the fact that he is the fire prince

or they might tell him idk

And he has to learn stuff from a fresh perspective

iroh tells him about his banishment and he’s like “what kind of father would do that? Hakoda would never do that to sokka and katara.”

tells him about his mother and maybe hes angry bc she left him but he is mostly sad that he had to go through his banishment without seeing her for 3 years and such

Zuko starts teaching aang firebending

and maybe before the day of black sun comes sokka wants to find suki and boiling rock 2.0 (no dad boogie woogie woogie) happens and the “my first gf turned into the moon” “thats rough buddy” can be after sokka is talking about suki and how important she is to him

the flight is awkward bc they both are crushing

#atla #atla headcanons #atla canon divergence #atla zukka #zukka fanfic #or just gen #im just a zukka stan so #Lost braincells at exactly 3 am (just tried to capitialize the 3)

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readymades2002 · 3 years

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ch 2 thoughts.....giggle

i think.....maybe this one goes over better for noelle enjoyers but i don’t really care about her </3 so sorry...there’s nothing objectively bad about her she is perfectly fine and nice and cool i just find that kind of panicky Useless Gay crush to be irritating in characters especially wuhluhwuh ones (and its usually wuhluhwuh ones. For Some Reason) and xmas themed shit is SOOOO.....BORING TO ME i think the main story of this game is just never gonna click for me. which is kind of a bummer! it seems like itll be interesting it is just not my thing. also delt of rune having a lot of like...xtian imagery in it is still so weird to me its not OBJECTIVELYYYYYYY bad but it is. um. i’m not interested ^_^

also berdley getting a storyline is the most baffling decision i’ve ever seen in my life. that is a burgerpants character! that is a character that makes you go wow this guy sucks but his expressions are really funny and i don’t have to see him that often so i can stand him. that is NOT a character that gets a hashtag gifted kid storyline fhdskjd what the fuck WAS that!!!!!!! i do think berdley bemoaning how stupid he feels and how he’s let everyone down in a room full of people who have been abandoned by everyone because they’re The Bad Kids is a good representation of that discourse but like. whyyyy did this happennnnn

the queen is the best character in all of fiction obviously. her final boss battle was kind of a pain in the ass and i’m really baffled by her like...whole Internet story i guess. i mean there are interesting things to say about the internet and The Algorithm and using it to try and escape your own misery and i think that that dovetails REALLY nicely with the actual characters!!! between the exploration of escapism and the evolution of the bosses as “sometimes you just need to kick someone’s ass, you can’t always talk it out”, it feels like we’re shaping things into a story about How To Deal With Being In The World That We Are In. maybe not a how-to, necessarily, but i think that that’s a really fascinating story for this one to be! i just think some of the representation of the internet stuff is, perhaps, maybe, a LITTLE bit corny. a little bit oddly done. i think the attack where she says “drama” and makes the whole feed angry is a bit eyerolly. maybe i am just wrong about that, though, i am wrong about things often. i don’t really find meta commentary on the internet or of social media very funny. i don’t laugh at the vague idea of “tumblr drama” either. its just not funny to me

storywise this chapter was kind of a letdown but the world itself is like CANDY to me i am SOOOOO OBSESSED with the aesthetic of the cyber world and the characters in it i love robots i love viruses i love old internet. hypnospace is my favorite game so naturally this is designed exactly to worm its way into my brain and keep me there. also the robots are named after a homestar runner bit. i love it. I Love It

actually jumping back to the best characters in all of fiction. kris and susie but especially kris for the moment. i think kris is a really compelling character and i think that if Certain Game Developers would stop playing off their possession shit as some creepypasta bullshit then we could go further with that! i mean at least this time its not like. the stupid fuckin ending chapter one had (i know it was a fakeout but it also took two? three? years for that to be revealed and i'm pretty cross about it). i think it was almost really good! if it hadn't included the red text part or toriel literally calling the cops which is like. WHY are there cops in deltarune there was no fuckin need for it. but if it hadn't done all that then i think it would've actually been an EXCELLENT portrayal of kris's Whole Deal. kris tearing the player's soul out and throwing themselves out the window to slash toriel's tires before coming back inside and washing their hands and resigning themselves to being posessed again is REALLY compelling!!! kris and the player both having no input during the entire "maybe this world IS better" sequence leaving their own reaction to it a mystery is great, and it makes them opening another fountain SO FUCKING GOOD because they have all the information and decide to go through with it anyway.

and the reasons they could have for it! maybe they agree with everyone else's initial reason for it, the idea that the dark world IS better, you can make friends and meet people that don't just constantly call you a freak and a weirdo. maybe they want the world to end! they're obviously really unhappy right now and being possessed is making it worse, and it seems like the best option for the world to be consumed by darkness. or to even just have another world to defeat. anything but this stupid world where their brother is gone and their mom hates their dad and won't talk about it at all and everyone hates them! maybe it's ralsei looking like asriel, the feeling that if they stay in the dark world, they can hang out with their brother again. they might not be themself most of the time, that boat ride with ralsei and ralsei going "i think it's good that you're so You, kris" while kris has literally no input at all and hasn't almost the entire time they've known each other with the possible exception of the astral projection bits, that was fucking AGONIZING, but they certainly seem to be getting something from their adventures! they seem to like susie! why not ralsei, too!

i think the fountain move was also clearly a measured response. they slashed toriel's tires and recollected themself before getting back to possession. its like...lashing out, very obviously. doing something violent for a bit to get those feelings in order. then opening the fountain after sitting with them. i just find that very interesting. kris is such like...they're so interesting. what a fucking character. i want to know more about them and unfortunately there is literally no way to do that that is good for them because the only way there is to interface with them is through taking their will away. god...

anyway overall feelings are i am kind of disappointed by the story stuff, but the character stuff for characters that i (buzz) enjoy is excellent and the world is, as always, so delightful that i will tolerate just about anything to stay in it for a few hours longer. which is kind of the opposite of what the story is trying to convey i’m pretty sure but! ah well

oh also the music kicks ass but you could’ve guessed that

#wrote this right after playing...i might play again. i dont like playing multiple times because i feel bad about the whole Soul thing #im too much of a cream puff for these games..................

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too-gay-for-marvel · 4 years

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it started slow

a/n: im alive! for now! im getting my shit together again so i SHOULD be a little more regular with my writing inshallah. also, i think at this point yall should know that if you send a request, theres a 90% chance itll turn into a oneshot and,,,,,, im not sorry 🤷🏻‍♀️

Request: Bonjour, love I was wondering if you can do a Natasha X reader, where they get into a big fight because Nat has been spending more time with Carol, And after their fight the reader leaves, and Natasha's mad but Carol tells her that she has been spending way to much time with her. But can it have a good ending. Thank you

Word Count: 2231

Warnings: none

Pairing: Natasha x Reader

It started off with training.

Everyone trained with each other, it was nothing new. Sometimes you would train with Nat and sometimes you wouldn’t, it was just the luck of the draw. It wouldn’t hurt your feelings because at the end of the day, you were still a professional. Maybe you preferred training with Nat, but you weren’t unreasonable.

But the amount of times Nat “happened” to get paired with Carol for training was suspicious.

You had brought it up to her one night at dinner. Just a simple “you’ve been training with Carol a lot lately.” You weren’t trying to stir shit, but maybe you had sounded a little too accusing. But Nat just brushed it off, said it was on Fury’s orders. And who were you to argue against Fury? So what if Nat was training with Carol every morning, maybe it was for the best.

Then it carried on into the afternoons.

You would never tell Nat not to hang out with other people. Past experience had led you down that rabbit hole and there was no way on hell you would do that to someone else. Besides, you were ecstatic that Nat had other people to hang out with because she needed some fun in her life.

So Nat would end up going to lunch with Carol almost every other day, and you would send Nat a quick smile and tell her to have fun. Maybe those lunches went long sometimes and you wouldn’t see Nat again until the evenings. It was fine. It just meant she was having fun, right? Sure, it was taking away some of the only free time you two had, but it was fine.

But then it continued into the evenings and that was the last straw.

Sometimes Nat wouldn’t come back until ungodly hours of the night, or she wouldn’t even come back at all. You weren’t going to accuse her of cheating because, first and foremost, you trusted her with everything in your being. But it still hurt that she was spending her rare free time with someone that wasn’t you.

Now, you didn’t think yourself an unreasonable person. You didn’t think yourself a controlling person either. All of you had jobs to do, and if you weren’t a cohesive unit then things were going to go wrong. That was how the job had always been, and it wouldn’t change. That being said, you didn’t think it was such an awful thing to miss your girlfriend.

So when Nat came home at 3:34am (because you were both supposed to have a night in), you weren’t in the mood to compromise.

“It’s late,” Nat had said when she noticed you sitting at the kitchen table, four empty coffee cups scattered around you and another in your hands.

“Wasn’t sure you’d noticed,” you said, barely louder than a whisper.

“Why are you still up?” Nat asked as she took her boots off and hung up her coat. Like she hadn’t been gone all day and missed another date night.

“I was supposed to have a movie night with my girlfriend,” you said a little louder, “maybe you know where she was.”

Nat froze for the smallest fraction of a moment. If you hadn’t known her for as long as you had, you wouldn’t have even noticed it. Maybe you shouldn’t have noticed it. You should have just ignored it and let Nat lie her way out of whatever was going on because it would be easier. And just as quickly as it had happened, it ended.

“She was with Carol,” she said simply before leaning against the counter that she had moved to.

“What a surprise.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You’re always with Carol.”

“I am not,” Nat defended, and you could see the defiance in her eyes. The belief that she was right and there was no possibility of her being wrong. A look you absolutely adored when it wasn’t directed at you.

You didn’t want to get mad. Your whole life had consisted of keeping your cool in these tense moments. It should have been easy to stay calm under pressure. But the way Nat stood with her arms crossed defensively over her chest and the way she tried to appear nonchalant in her stance pissed you off. How could she not see it?

Did she think you were blind?

“When was the last time we had a lunch date?” You asked with a raised brow.

“Last week,” Nat shrugged.

“Two months ago,” you corrected.

“Then I’ll take you tomorrow.”

“I’m going on a mission tomorrow,” you shot back, your voice raised just enough to send a message. “You would know if you weren’t always with Carol.”

“What do you have against her?”

“Nothing!” You finally shouted as you shoved your chair back and stood up. “I have nothing against Carol! You deserve friends and people that love to spend time with you! But I have everything against you treating me like your second choice.”

Nat opened her mouth to argue, but you shot her a look that shut her up.

“I don’t care how often you hang out with friends, because it’s important,” you reiterated, “but I will not be second best in my own goddamn relationship.”

Nat continued to stare with that unreadable expression that you still had yet to understand. And it didn’t make you mad like you thought it would, no. No, actually, it made you sad. Sad because after telling your girlfriend that you felt like second best, she had nothing to say. She didn’t bat an eye.

And you couldn’t argue with that, could you?

No, you couldn’t. So you walked past Nat, grabbed your coat and keys, and left.

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Natasha didn’t move from her spot for almost 10 minutes after you left the Compound apartment. She hadn’t considered it “storming out,” but you had certainly left in a hurry. And right after you had shut the door the gears in her brain had started turning. You were wrong, she hadn’t treated you as second best.

Right?

No, of course she hadn’t.

Had she?

With a frustrated sigh, Natasha turned and grabbed her coat and left, making her way to the gym. If the past had taught her anything, Carol would still be there. Which would be great because then they could work out some anger and maybe even get a bit of advice. Not that Carol was good with relationship advice, but who else could Natasha ask?

I don’t treat you as second best, we do things all the time, Natasha thought as she walked down the sidewalk, hands shoved into the pockets of her coat.

I always come home to you, isn’t that enough? She crossed the street without looking, knowing that the cars would screech to a halt if need be.

There’s no way it’s been two months since our last lunch date. The coffee shop you both frequented passed by without so much as a glance from Natasha.

If I really treated you so bad, why didn’t you tell me sooner?

The doors to the gym posed no obstacle as Natasha shouldered them open and trudged inside. She had started the walk with a mission, a dedication to work out her frustration, but now that she had made it to her destination… now her chest felt constricted.

“Didn’t you go home?”

Natasha looked up from the hole she had subconsciously been staring into the floor and saw Carol wiping the nonexistent sweat from her neck. She had been training with Danvers long enough to know it was almost impossible for her to sweat. Damn enhancements.

“Had too much energy,” Natasha said as she shrugged her coat off and dropped it onto a bench.

“You sure?” Carol asked, an uncharacteristic uncertainty in her voice. But Natasha still didn’t turn around and instead worked on wrapping her wrists.

“Absolutely. On the mat, Danvers.”

She didn’t look up, knowing that Carol would meet her on the mat even if she wasn’t really sure about it. But they both met in the middle and Natasha finally looked up to see a look in Carol’s eyes. A look that Natasha knew meant Carol was not happy with her. But she knew there was no chance she would actually be called out on it.

With that being said, the both of them started sparring.

Something was off with the way Carol was fighting though, and no matter how much Natasha goaded her, it didn’t change. All she wanted was to get hit so hard that she could try to make sense of what you had said to her earlier. Maybe if Carol knocked her senseless then your argument would be logical.

“Nat,” Carol said after a lull, “go home.”

“A few more rounds,” Natasha shrugged before going at Carol again.

Only Carol took it seriously this time.

Now, Natasha was a master at hand-to-hand combat, there was no question about it. But when compared to the power of an infinity stone? It wasn’t fair; still surprising though. So when Natasha was slammed down onto the mat with Carol’s knee pressing against her chest, she was shocked.

And pissed.

“The fuck, Danvers?”

“You’re never home anymore,” Carol accused as she leaned down to be closer to Natasha’s face. “Go home.”

“It’s fine,” she shot back before trying to push Carol’s knee off. But she wasn’t kidding around and was using all her power to force Natasha to listen.

“When was the last time you took Y/N on a date?”

“None of your business,” Natasha said, but her heart started racing at the question.

“You’re always with me,” Carol accused again. “You need to go home.”

“Y/N’s not even at home,” Natasha admitted, shocking the both of them. “So what’s the point?”

The look Carol gave her was almost insulting. But she removed her knee nonetheless and helped her up to her feet. And the look she continued to receive forced Natasha to face things she didn’t want to because if Carol was giving her that look, then the odds of Natasha being wrong were… pretty high.

“Go home and wait,” Carol said with a pitied smile. “Trust me.”

And with that, Carol left. Didn’t even wait for Natasha to give confirmation that she would listen to the advice, but she didn’t need to. They both knew Natasha would listen because, if she were being honest with herself, Carol had managed to stay with Maria for years.

Maybe the air force had been good for something.

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It was weird to come home after so long apart. You and Nat would separate because of missions, obviously, but this… this was different. You hadn’t parted with a kiss and a warning to be careful. It was silence and fear and frustration all balled up in your stomach, and the distance had only made it worse.

You shouldn’t have been gone for so long, but you were too upset. Right after you had left and gotten back from your mission, you had called Fury to tell him you would be gone for a few weeks and that you needed space. Of course he had listened, but part of you had wished he would have made you stay. If you had stayed, you would have been able to force Nat to talk to you.

Because she was wrong and she needed to know, her pride be damned.

But after five weeks of a mission and cooling off, no one had called and instead of giving you time to calm down, it just made you more upset. So that was what led to you putting your key in the lock to your apartment once again. Part of you hoped Nat was in there.

The other part hoped she wasn’t.

“Oh thank god.”

A pair of arms wrapped around your waist the moment you opened the apartment door. The force of the collision was almost enough to knock you off your feet, but you managed to keep your footing. And just like that, with those familiar arms wrapped around you, your heart felt like it was home again.

“You were right,” Nat said quickly once you wrapped your arms around her shoulders in return. “You were right and I’m sorry.”

You pulled back just enough to be able to look her in the eyes. After so long together, you would know if she was telling the truth based on the look in her eyes. There was nothing but regret, sorrow, maybe a bit of fear. But most importantly, you saw truth.

“How long did it take you to admit that to yourself?” You asked her with a raised brow.

“I-,” she paused, her eyes flickering between yours. “A few hours.”

“That quickly?”

“Carol beat it into me,” Nat admitted, and your facade finally broke.

“You’re an idiot,” you chuckled before leaning down and leaving a light kiss on her lips.

“Your idiot,” she mumbled against your lips before moving forward for another kiss, this one deeper than the first.

You know you both needed to talk about it. A kiss and an “I’m sorry” wouldn’t be all it took, especially if there wasn’t a real understanding of what had gone wrong. But you could talk about it in the morning.

Right now, you needed to feel home again.

#requests #natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha x reader #black widow #black widow x reader #black widow imagine #natasha romanoff imagine #marvel #marvel x reader #marvel imagine #my writing

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worldsendgirlfriend · 2 years

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seimeivector morning editorial incoming

i tryed i realy did..... i went to sleep around like probably 7am is when i actyally dozed off, mom woke me up around 8:30 flipping out bc its not Working, she just Cant connect to the wifi, wtf js Wrong she has so much Work, so i stumble downstairs w/o even putting my glasses on (so my face is 2 inches from any screen i have to read lol), she says she forget-ed the wifi and put in the new password but its Not Working!! What!!! so i was like ok. shoves my face up to her screen. rjght click forget network. didnt forget it for some reason, huh. try again. forgot it this time cool. put in new pass. 👍 all good. did it on her personal and work iphones too, both didnt forget first time either idk theyve just been connected forever nd i did manually punt a ton of devices off before even changing pass, who knows, worked the second time put in pass totally fine. she says she Did that and it didnt work it kept prompting her for stuf wtf did i do different!! vector, internally: im pretty sure u were doing sth else then. forgetting a network is like. does not prompt u. maybe itll ask u like Do u rly wana? idk bht like. its just basic. maybe its jyst me. but i just give a handwavey idk tech is weird blah magic touch who cares im goin back to bed. she azks if i can connect tvs again i say man i aint got glasses on i aint gonna be able to do ghat at this very moment nd im Tyred can it wait, shes like yah just before 4 pls. im like yea thas np sure, go upstairs, get back cozey and comfey, as usual cant fall asleep onbmy own so put on this like one specific asmr channel that this middle aged lady makes both soft spoken nd whisper vids (i hate all whsiper vids but her soft spoken is real good. like great volume yfm relaxing bht not too quiet that its whispery nor too loud. idk im a loser). fall asleep aft3r like idk 20 min.

wake up like 15 min after finally falling aslep. Fuckig Cold! turn on space heater but low setting so will be worm but hopefully wotn have to get up again to turn it off bc im boiling. btw i had to do that anyway. fall asleep p quick, thas neat, wake up again its hot asf turn it off back in bed. slep.

wake up. like 10:45am or sth. no idea how long ive actually slept for when i woke up at 8:30 i saw the time and thought "oh i got a few hours already at least" so like my brain hasnt has the mouse wiggled yet leave me alone. me: dam goin to bed later than i wanted, i kno i wont be able to sleep all the way till 1 uninterrupted but i can try at least. me: [gets a total of like i dont fucking know. at the very most like. 2.75hrs Maybe 3. tryna calculate rn] wow i slept so long thats cazy... and im refreshed so i kno i got good sleep :)

#yun said waking up to my essays of texts is like his morning paper and tb Fucking h im using that forevr LMAO

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Hi bby! 1, 2, 3, 6, 16, 27, 29, 33, 35! 🖤

mittens!!! loml!!

1. From one to five stars, how would you rate your writing? (No downplaying yourself!)

oh goodness... um, i’d say a 4?? yeah, that sounds about right, only because i often make so many tense mistakes and even when i edit there’s always something to fix. and just,,, im still learning a lot (aren’t we all). plus, sometimes the stuff i put out needs so much more work (see: my recent shisaku fic... i want to tear it up and put it back together.. ugh.. also wt&r, just everything)

2. Why do you write fanfiction?

OH GOODIE! i just... well, i wrote a lot when i was twelve-fourteenish, then kind of on and off through the years. never really had anything to ground me and get me to take writing seriously. and then i found naruto and sakura who has so much unused potential and it just made me so angry to see her treated that way.

point being, the naruto fandom (more specifically the sakura fandom) rooted me down and allowed me be able to grow as a writer even though i’ve only been posting since january my writing style has changed so much, and i can physically feel myself becoming a better writer.

plus, i just love it. the thrill of being able to use these characters and pairings and do what i want with them?? i drink it up, i love it!!! its so freeing and such a great way to really dig deep within writing itself.

3. What do you think makes your writing stand out from other works?

i think its just the way i word things, you and a lot of others call it poetry but meh i just call it fancy words or word vomit from my brain AHAHHAHA

also, my thing is God Killers, God Eaters, and Angry Wrathful Women at this point, so maybe thats another thing?

but honestly,,, i have no clue... you’d have to ask my lovely readers, im so thankful for them 😭

6. What element of writing do you find comes easily?

plot probably. this changes often though. usually when i have an idea, the rest comes to mind and i jot it down and come back and change things and stuff, so thats usually pretty easy tbh... at least for now LMAO

and inner dialogue, inner struggles, showing the entire internal thing. its fun writing that angsty part of a story, the small insights into a character’s mind, how miserable and alone they feel. or, perhaps how happy they are, overjoyed and at peace.

OH AND WORLD BUILDING. i pride myself so much on my world building. i honestly think thats one of the better things im good at! just weaving small details into the text, and subtly building a world within your mind, oh i love it so much!!!!

16. Any guilty pleasure trope(s)?

mmmm nothing really comes to mind? men simping for women who could kick their ass? tho idk if thats really a guilty pleasure....am very fond of same age aus, sometimes mafia aus too... ummm,, yeah

(probably big dick tenzo tbh... and the fact that kakashi’s face is a legal weapon AHAHAHA,,, and broken, vunreble men. also, shattered, all consuming women.)

27. What’s the nicest comment you’ve ever received?

oh god... i cannot chose! you, ele, al, and hika leave the kindest comments, and literally any comment on the things i write just make me so so so so so HAPPY. i just them more than kudos tbh.

but! one comment on the intimacy of being understood i always come back to. it was left by GuardianMars and they wrote that the fic was like a “love letter to the pairing.” and that well. i think about that comment all the time.

there have been so many others comments that have utterly touched my heart and that i will go to read on terrible, horrible days and i value ALL comments. especially those who say “i’m rereading this again” or “i’ll read anything you put out” that just. there is something so intimate about that, that utter faith and loyalty that i do not know what to do with.

its so touching and makes me truly believe in the good of the world.

29. Have you ever gone outside of your comfort zone for a fic? How did it turn out?

yes! i am attempting to get better at writing smut because ol&w is going to have some fucking in it so i experimented in that shisaku fic and just..... yeah idk man. idk... its something i do want to get better at cause, meh why not? and i want to write some good porn for my readers damnit! HAHAHA

33. Is there anything you wish your audience knew about your writing or writing process?

hmmm,,, probably that i stress so much and yet so little at the same time? allow me to elaborate! i stress so much about whether my writing is actually good or if people are just being nice LMAO and also posting, i get cold sweats and a thumping heart and yiKES

but also, i enjoy writing so its like “fuck you (jk ily guys) imma write what i wanna!”...do you see my issue? HAHAHA

also, im a planner. most of the time, and a lot of the details in my more serious fics (ol&w) are blink and miss details but they’re important and i LOVE foreshadowing!!!! like yes, i will vaguely mention something and itll simply come back with a vengeance!

35. Ramble about any fic-related thing you want!

aaaaaa okokok thank you for this ask LMAO i just love talking about writing and rambling (as i often do,, im a long winded person, im very sorry)!

but anyways! my summer semester just started up and i’m taking three purely online classes and the college im attending (im a dual enrollment student; meaning a high school and college kid,, taking advantage of the system!) fucked up my schedule so! im taking two TWELVE WEEK CLASSES that will end in AUGUST???? and then my fall sem starts five days later so... no summer break for nadia! yay...

writing will be very slow and updates will be too, which i am so sad and frustrated about because i’ve finally hit a paved road and now we’re driving into the forest! all bumps and bruises damnit! BUT worry not! i (as i said above, am i severe planner. every day has a plan, i am also an avid lover of lists also. i have lists for EVERYTHING) am working out a schedule so that i can get all my school shit done as soon as i can (while not failing) and write while hopefully not burning myself out.

ol&w is such an intricate fic and im truly trying to give it the justice it deserves,,, im just hoping that my dear readers can bear with me HAHAHAHA there is honestly so much going on in that fic; shikamaru’s development, the underlying plot, the hate to love build up, the world building, and then laying down the foundations for the next fic (because yes, this is supposed to be a trilogy.. question is; will i be able to write it?) (answer: maybe. hopefully. i desperately want to but it might take some time.)

BUT ASLO i have so many oneshots i want to write! kisame week! kakashi week! kibasaku long fic! and not to mention my og work that i plan on rewriting and putting up on ao3 because a few people showed some interest. there is just so much to do and write and i am itching to do it all! but. well, but school, and the exhaustion of insomnia, and the weight of stress, sigh.

shit sucks, it is what it is. but writing is like my safe haven and i just love pouring all myself into my fics and then baring my soul to you all and you take a peek and decide to keep looking. that is my favorite part of this little pocket of tumblr.

this was not really... fic related? more like a dump of issues! so sorry about that AHAHAHAH

anyways! thank you so much mittens! :)))))))))

pick my brain!

#silly things from silly friends

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