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witchinatree · 3 months
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i'd like to add on to my surprisingly popular magnus protocol theory, i don't think you all understand how devestating this truly is for jon and martin
jonathan "refuse to become another goddamn mystery" sims is now the mysterious text to speech glitch on an old ass computer
martin "not lonely anymore" blackwood is now (possibly) completely alone for an unknown amount of time, unaware that his boyfriend is right there with him
we all wanted the "jonathan blackwood, actually" moment and instead we don't even know if they know they're together
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erin-bo-berin · 2 years
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Exiled
Steve Harrington x Female Reader
Warnings: Angst, Stranger Things season 4 spoilers (specifically episodes 6 & 7) so if you haven’t seen it yet, feel free to save and come back to this
Word Count: 2.7k
So, Taylor Swift and Steve Harrington inspired me to write this little angsty fic. I’m not a huge Taylor fan, but I do enjoy her music and this song got me thinking, what it would be like for the reader and Steve to reunite after a breakup, in some sort of circumstances. This being the scene where his wounds are bandaged in the Upside Down. Instead of it being Nancy, obviously it’s the reader doing it. The entire fic takes place in those few moments. Also, Nancy and Steve never dates in this universe, just as a heads up.  I’m kinda thinking of doing a part 2 to this, cause as much as I love to write angst, I hate leaving it on such a sad note. Plus that one will be actual smut. Let me know if you’d like to see that. Happy reading!
Part 2: Trying
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Stupid. He was so stupid.
He should’ve never been the one to run into danger like this—like he always does. Steve Harrington was selfless like that. It’s what you loved about him the most. 
But now, here he was, leaning against a rock, injured beyond belief. Bat-like creatures had torn gashes into both of his sides, teeth ripping into his skin as easily as a knife sliding through butter. He had choke marks around his throat where one demobat had been trying to choke the life out of him. His back was covered with deep cuts and he had endured a plethora of scratches and scrapes after being pulled quite the distance from the portal, a vine from the hive mind wrapped tightly around his ankle.
The most critical of his injuries were the bites, which were currently oozing blood and not clotting like it should be. He was losing enough blood to make him woozy, which is how he ended up leaning against the wall of rock behind him. There was no way to get him medical attention, with you, him and your group stuck in the Upside Down. 
It was you who had managed to catch him as he stumbled, making sure he leaned back safely, as you inspected the wounds, trying to determine the best solution for him until you could get him real medical attention.
It wasn’t until you happened to peer up at Steve that you saw his gaze on yours, looking down at you. His brown eyes held so much in them, beyond the current physical pain he was feeling. So much was said between the two of you in one look, so much that you wished you could say, could express, but had no idea how. Those eyes had an incredible power to make you weak in the knees, heart swell and become breathless all at once. The kind of feelings any person in love could possibly feel.
But in this moment, you felt your heart stutter and your breath catch in your throat. But this time, it was feelings of pain, of agony, of loss. It wasn’t the giddiness of true love, it was the sensation of a broken heart.
I think I’ve seen this film before and I didn’t like the ending 
You and Steve had been great, so utterly great together. He had been your best friend, your confidant, your true love. He knew when you needed a hug after a long day, he knew the little things that made you smile, he knew your passions, dreams and fears. He knew every inch of your body and still made it feel like he was just discovering it for the first time, every time. He knew how to make you laugh and unfortunately, how to make you cry. Sobs that were so deep and gut wrenching, they wracked your entire body. Sobs that didn’t even begin to echo the feeling of your heart cracking apart piece by piece. 
It had only been a month before strange things began stirring in Hawkins that Steve had broken up with you. 
You never saw it coming.
You wondered, days, weeks later if he’d somehow had a premonition of all the evil to come. 
You had begged, cried and pleaded to understand why. Had he fallen out of love with you? Was there someone else? Was it something you’d done?
It’d only been about a year since your paths had first crossed. You had managed to fall into his world—quite literally, when he caught you as you’d almost slipped and fell in the food court of the now destroyed Starcourt mall. He’d piqued your interest at that point, but even then his gentlemanly action had only been the beginning. 
You’d managed to get tangled up in a world that consisted of evil Russians, parallel dimensions, monsters no human mind could imagine on its own, a girl with telekinetic powers and a huge group of badass people who had helped save the world—apparently more than once.
It wasn’t humorous at the time, but looking back, it sort of became it considering you and Steve had gone from near strangers in a mall to falling in love with one another. Of course, that took more than the few days you had spent together initially, but something about being held hostage together and witnessing things very few other people have, had a way of bringing people together. It had been the beginning of your stars colliding.
If things were still normal, you would’ve been grateful for that experience, as messed up as it was because it brought you to him. Now, through your haze of pain, you’d wondered if you’d been better off without ever meeting him.
You’d both survived Starcourt mall, but apparently in the last weeks of your relationship, Steve’s mind had been whirring. 
Maybe he was scared, maybe he really did have a bad feeling, but he knew he couldn’t drag you into anything else that could possibly hurt you. He didn’t want to be the one to cause anything bad to happen to you. He didn’t want to lose you.
That was his reason.
It was a paradox. 
He didn’t want to see you hurt, didn’t want to lose you, yet in that one moment that was exactly what he did. He’d crushed your soul and you’d lost him.
He was too good of a guy, a protector, always the first to head into danger to protect his loved ones. Which, ironically, was how you’d ended up back in his world once again, the two of you, Nancy, Robin and Eddie currently trapped in the Upside Down fighting a new villain. 
It had been the kids who had roped you back in. You still weren’t sure if it was to help you out or Steve. It might’ve been both.
“He needs you,” Dustin had pleaded, “We need you. Scoop Troop, remember?”
You had smiled faintly at the memory. Who would’ve thought such horrific events could have somewhat fond memories?
“He hasn’t been the same,” Max whispered.
You had no idea how Steve had been doing. In fact, you hadn’t even seen him since the breakup. That first week, you’d laid in bed crying, doing nothing but barely following a tv show that was on and drifting in and out of sleep; anything to dull the hollow ache that had settled in your chest. Even when you thought there’d been no more tears left in you, more came.
If it hadn’t been for Nancy and Robin pulling you out of that hole, you might still be there, in a hibernation of sorrow and despair. Their simple act of bringing you food and a few movies to watch together, had done more than you thought it would. You were hurting, but you were slowly trying to get back on your feet. 
Until that fateful day when the kids had shown up at your door—Dustin, Max and Lucas. Trouble had reappeared in Hawkins and they wanted your help, needed it. They were also worried about Steve, who they were afraid for. Apparently his conflicting emotions and guilt were a perfect alluring combination for this new monster, Vecna, who had already killed twice, in a gruesome and horrific way.
Little did you all know that everyone had been worried for the wrong person—Max had been the prey the killer was hunting.
“Y/N,” your name slipped from his lips, breaking you from your tumultuous thoughts.
“Sorry,” you mumbled, “Let me just—“
You stopped speaking as you tore the fabric from the bottom of your shirt, trying to gather enough for a makeshift bandage to wrap around him. You could hear the other three’s voices as they spoke, a short distance away from you both, but the haze of your emotions seemed to dull your senses, as you couldn’t seem to follow what they were saying. It was as if right now, your whole world was Steve.
Even through your emotional pain, your concern for him was evident. He was in pain and trying hard not to show it, his breathing heavy and shallow. 
“You ready?” you asked, on your knees in front of him, eye level with his wounds.
“Yeah, just do it.”
You’re not my homeland anymore, so what am I defending now?
You were by his side, by the kids’ side when Vecna tried his hardest to take Max. 
It was utterly terrifying to watch, but Max was a fighter and she fought like hell to get out of his grasp.
Everything happened so fast after you rejoined your friends, you hadn’t had too much time to sit and analyze how you felt being around Steve once again.
Once Max’s form came tumbling back to the earth, Lucas scooping her up and hugging her, Dustin right by her side, emotions hit.
You were relieved she was alright, relieved that she had escaped that living hell. Steve was just as relieved as you, but it was only in the high emotions of the moment that you’d realized he’d grabbed your hand, squeezing it, the relief coming off his body in waves as he inadvertently pulled you closer to his side where you’d always fit perfectly.
That moment wasn’t spoken of afterwards.
All you had wanted to do when you had dove into Lover’s Lake after him, was to rescue him, take care of him, maybe slap the shit out of him for scaring you so much. When you saw how badly he’d been beaten up, blood dripping from his mouth, you wanted to run to him, hug him, kiss him hard, just to reassure yourself he was still alive.
But you couldn’t. 
He wasn’t yours anymore.
You were my town, now I’m in exile seeing you out
You wrapped the white cloth around his torso, your eyes lingering on his bare upper half.
You’d been intimate, so of course there was nothing of his you hadn’t seen. But your eyes took in the details, the small things you missed so much.
The chest hair that Dustin relentless teased him about, claiming he needed to tame it. You’d reassured Steve that the boys were still young freshmen, they didn’t realize that one day they too might sport their own and in any case, you’d told him you liked his. 
“It adds to the rugged handsome look,” you’d halfway teased, though you’d been completely serious.
You’d love to lay your head on his bare chest, fingers mindlessly playing with the hair there. Even the feeling of it under your hands as you ran your palms over his chest, was something you didn’t realize you could miss.
Your eyes fell to the constellation of freckles across his abdomen, matching the array of them you knew were splattered all along his back. They were so attractive to you, but maybe only because they belonged to him. 
You loved the way they tapered up his neck onto both cheeks, marking him in a unique way. 
You tried counting them once, but remember losing count because Steve couldn’t stay still long enough, sending you into uncontrollable giggles. You’d even been tempted to kiss each and every one you could find on his body, but knew it would take way too long and besides, your body would usually be ready to move on to other more important activities at times like that.
You missed the feel of him, the sound of him, the smell of him. Every molecule in your body ached for him, in a different way than in its usual sexual way. It was a longing for something familiar, something it knew had made you thrive. You felt like a plant deprived of sunshine, slowly withering away without the water needed to help your roots grow and your petals to bloom.
You bit your lip, trying your hardest to be gentle, but trying to wrap it enough to staunch the bleeding. You could hear his harsh exhales, knowing it probably hurt more than he’d ever admit.
Your eyes flicked upwards and saw his grimace of pain, making you wish you could take it away from him. If it were between the two of you, you’d rather be the one hurt, just so he wouldn’t have to experience the pain. You would do anything in your power to keep him from hurting.
“Sorry,” you whispered, knowing that even if you were helping, it was probably adding to the pain.
“S’okay,” he whispered back.
You caught a glimpse of how his head tipped back, his hands running through his hair as you pulled the end of the makeshift bandage back around to a close.
He was so absolutely stunning and he didn’t even realize it. His playful demeanor often alluded that he knew he was attractive, but you’d seen those precious, vulnerable moments when you knew he didn’t believe it; those moments when you had to reassure him just how much you loved him. The poor relationship with his parents had left him more damaged than most knew, his insecurity in his belief of being loved being the biggest. 
Even though you knew the movement was made in reaction to the discomfort, your mind couldn’t help but briefly wander to other scenarios when you’d seen him just like this—but on the other end of the spectrum from pain. When you’d been in a position quite like this one, but with no injuries and a lot less clothes, praises and moans falling from his beautiful, pale pink lips as your own were wrapped around him. 
Or the feeling of your hands sliding through his hair as he kissed you. It often varied from a slow, sensual kiss, filled with all the love he had inside of him—that he couldn’t put into the right words—to the desperate, wild ones when you were just a hairs breath away from exploding into fireworks of ecstasy as he moved deep within you, ready to shatter with you. 
His hair. That damn hair. What he was apparently known for in high school, he’d told you before. It was just one more thing in a long list that you loved—love—and also missed.
You managed to successfully get the material around him, grunting as you try to pull it tight enough to stop the bleeding.
“Too tight?”
“No, that’s good,” he responded, leaning slowly back against the smooth surface of the rock with a groan, chest heaving.
He eyed the bandage, now securely around his body, his eyes flicking to yours, just as you look up at him.
“Thanks.”
I think I’ve seen this film before
His voice, breathless as it is, is so full of tenderness that it makes you wish he’d just take you into his arms, promise that everything will be okay.
But it’s not going to be. The future is unsure. Not only with the threat to the town, but with your own heart.
You know you can’t keep doing this. Your heart can’t take it. He’s wearing you down bit by bit. His beautiful face, which once brought you nothing but happiness and joy, is the worst thing in the world for you to see now. You love him too much. 
It’s only moments that your gaze is locked with his again, but you can feel every single emotion you’re currently feeling way too loudly.
Love. Protectiveness. Fear. Sorrow. 
Steve looks like he desperately wants to say something, but doesn’t know what. You could say a million things right about now.
I love you.
I miss you.
I miss us.
Please be okay.
I can’t do this.
When this is over—not this fight, but literally getting out of the Upside Down, you’re walking away. 
Maybe you and Steve aren’t meant to be. But you can’t keep torturing yourself and making yourself believe that everything is okay when it clearly isn’t. For your own sanity, you have to leave Steve Harrington in your rearview mirror. 
The thought brings tears to your eyes and he wavers in your sight, as they threaten to spill down your cheeks.
Perhaps he mistook the tears to be about his injuries, for when one escapes, his hand is right there cupping your cheek, thumb brushing the tear away as his fingers gently caress your skin.
“It’s okay. I’m okay,” he assures.
You don’t know how you find the strength to find your voice, but it still cracks the tiniest bit when you answer.
“I’m not.”
So I’m leaving out the side door
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marksbear · 1 year
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Wonderful! Could you please write a Derek Morgan fic where the reader is an unsub the team chased for years but could never caught him? Maybe Derek and the team find out the kind and gentle reader murders people just for shit and giggles? I'd appreciate if it was gut wrenching (gore wise and angst wise)
Thank you so much in advance, I know it'll be a killer fic
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Now this was hella creepy to write 🇷🇺! Hope you enjoy and request more
WARNINGS! Gore,Insane reader, Detail killing, organs,blood,kidnapping, worshiper,mask, creepy theme, killing animals. Manipulation, death sentence.
DEREK MORGAN X UNSUB MALE READER
You were called the American Lamb. At the start of your life long killing spree. You thought the title was stupid. It made you feel weak and small. But you were everything but weak and small and just the opposite of your serial killer name.
The way your victim was killed did not show you were weak actually like you were a monster. The old you had your victims teeth and hair and ears and tongue and finger nails and toe nails made as a necklace or bracelet as a good job gift for the person who found the body. Now what you really did to the victim was even more disturbing. You peeled the skin off the person hanging it around the house. With the face you'll keep it in your bag
With only the organs and bone being left you use the longer organs as decorations in the house blood all over the house. And using the smaller ones placing them in food. You'll keep the skull washing it and putting it in your bag. Now with the other ones you put it in the furniture and liquids. If the person you killed had a dog or a cat you'll use one of the bones driving into their skull. Now if they had a rare animal you'll just keep it going on with the day. If they had a spider or hamster or birds or some fish you'll leave it there or set it free.
God forbid if the person you chose has a family you'll kill any age besides five and under. You'll kill them as a family letting the family members watch as you skin their family members and laugh about using the person face wearing it and acting like the person and scaring them. You usually take the dads and sons first. You wear the dads face as a mask and bring the whole family in the living room acting like a family before getting back into business. With the infants you'll just take them somewhere hella far away from their home and drop them off individually at peoples houses. Fun fact you kept a boy whos only was a few months old after you brutally murder family and named him S/n. You do truly love him.
Your kills became famous and you even beat Ted bundy at being America's serial killer. Which you're proud of. You have been doing this for five years and you're already the best at it being wanted for dead. Your killing pattern is killing a total of twenty people or families every two months. You loved your pattern. Since the name American Lamp you started leaving Sheep masks on your victims beds and for the kid you placed a toy lamp on their beds.
Okay enough of The American Lamb lets learn more about Y/n Morgan.
The first kill was your step mom. You stabbed her in her eyes after she screamed at you. You were fourteen. The cops took your father instead. You had no uncles no aunts grandpa and grandma wanted nothing to do with you. And your real mom died years ago during your birth. You went to foster home to foster home. Family throwing you out because you were "Insane" or a "Psychopath" You honestly didn't care I mean one family did have a good reason why. You killed the family dog with your bare hands. But the cops didn't believe them. You found the perfect family. They were an old Jewish couple who loved you. And you loved them too.
You met Derek when you worked a summer job at a dollar store. You two had gotten stuck with Cupids bows pretty hard since you two had love at first sight. You two started dating all of the way until he left to work for the FBI. You promised him that the next time you see you'll get married.
You move to Quantico after you "find" S/n and buy your own place and hunt looking for Derek. But you didn't stop all of the murders though. Once you two find each other you never break your promise You get married and you let Derek meet S/n That's two now. Which he was confused about like did you knock up a girl those years ago but you just laughed and told him you adopted. Now since you were a complete family you couldn't be happier and wrote to your parents about your new life. He introduces you to the team and they all love you. You two were on the top of the world until he found out you were the American lamb. Your killers were in the area now and a Lot of different FBI's from across the states grouped up and got you red handed.
Once the press found out half of America hated you and wanted you to get sent to death. The other half envied you and worshiped you like a god. You loved it all you loved all the attention. Of course your family's and past family's most said you were a good and innocent boy. Just a little mad or crazy in the head. The family of the dog you killed spoke out and said you needed to be in a mental hospital.
Derek and the team were all shocked about how the sweet and kind Y/n be a brutal monster like that. Derek was in denial refusing that his husband was The American Lamb so what he had blood all over him wearing the lame mask. Who cares! Once he finally let it in that how you were the killer he cried for days and weeks.
After court they sent you to a mental hospital and once you proved that you are well your going to be sentenced to death. If only they knew a group of your followers would bust you out...
When you first escaped it was quiet no one knew besides your followers. You only had a few hours until they check on you. You went to your house wearing a lamb mask hugging Derek signaling him to stay quiet. Derek softly cries into your shoulders holding S/n. You place a lamb mask on their faces you hold on Derek's hand leading him into the bus. With the group all wearing lamp masks. You sit in the way back holding Derek and S/n tight.
"Amen to a new life where only us sheep can survive" You say looking at all of the Lamps. They're all different races,genders and sizes. They all say Amen in union "And let my lamb S/n start a new generation of lamps Amen. They all say "All hail S/n" The driver starts the bus and drives off.
To a new Era of time. A generation of animals.
THE END
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unrequitedloveletter · 11 months
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Okay! There was a bit of a gap between when my requests closed (May 14th) and when they’re reopening (June first, at the very minute this event is being posted) but I’m making up for it with this event lol. I wanted to do something to celebrate summer and this is that. I’m doing something separate to focus on pride and that will be a bit more explained when the first fic with that comes out, but my requests are also, as usual, open to queer fics!
But, to refocus with this event as it is, it applies to the usual host of characters: Everyone from the Grishaverse (the crows, the triumvirate, Alina, Mal, and Nikolai) as well as Pin Hawthorne from Free Rein!
This event is the summer event but even though summer TECHNICALLY doesn’t end till september (and it also doesn’t start for another twenty days but it’s warm here and it feels like summer so shhhh) Requests are going to close on July 9th! 
I wanna love you til we’re food for the worms to eat- this one is summer fluff! Give me two activities/events you typically associate with summer, your character of choice and gender pref for the reader, and I’ll write 3000 words with that!
I’ll go anywhere you wanna go- this one is headcanons! It’s pretty much the shortened version of the first prompt--give me a couple of summer activities and a character, and I’ll use that to write headcanons!
I belong in your arms- ROMANCES!! This one has potential for sickeningly sweet fluff or absolutely gut wrenching angst, and it’s the dealers choice! These ones will probably be a bit longer too (it depends, but they’ll go anywhere from 3-8k most likely) and all of the details with this are up to the requester. Whether it alters my outlook on life or melts me into a heartsick puddle, send it in and I’ll see what I can cook up with whatever you send along
I’d find you in any world- I wanted to be creative, so this one involves a playlist! Pick a song from this one, give me your character preference and your gender preference for the reader, and specify whether you want it to be a song fic or a fic inspired by the vibes of the song of your choosing! These can be any genre at all, angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, anything!
If I could give you the moon, I would give you the moon- ships!! Give me your gender pref, fandom pref, a description of yourself and a summer-y thing you like, and I’ll ship you with someone and write a blurb!
I’d give up forever to touch you- moodboards! Give me a character and a summer-themed date idea and I’ll make a moodboard with it
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sp1rit-realm · 1 year
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do u think you could write something about reader feeling time is too fast and remus comforts her? maybe at the aquarium?
the way i have no recollection of posting this or writing any responses. anyway, here's a shitty fic i wrote while extremely sleepy:
⋆°✩ 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘀𝗲𝗮 ✩° ⋆
⋆°✩ notes ✩° ⋆ 𖦹 gn!reader (no pronouns used) 𖦹 shitty writing (save from one line that i rlly like) 𖦹 there was another ask abt remus's reaction when you cry, so i kinda merged them
⋆°✩ word count ✩° ⋆ 𖦹 420
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Remus Lupin hated when people cried. He was always so awkward. What is someone supposed to do in that situation? Hug them? Pat them on the head? Are you supposed to tell them it'll be okay? He had no clue.
So, naturally, when you first cried to him, he panicked; It happened before you were dating. He was wondering if it was appropriate to hug you. Could he touch you? He needed to figure it out. He was so busy in his head that he forgot you were crying until you asked him if he could hug you.
And oh, did he hug you. He held you like smoke—like you were dissipating, and he needed to hold onto you—collect you—assure that you would still be there when he opened his eyes.
He cried that day, too. He was so incredibly fond of you and seeing you sob was gut-wrenching. He told you he liked you the next day.
Now, he knew how to comfort you. He kisses your tears away, selfishly letting some of them drip so far down they touch your lips. He holds you the way he did the first time, but now, he whispers sweet nothings into your hair. He knows how to cheer you up. Hot chocolate usually does the trick 'cause how can someone cry when their partner is laughing at their foam mustache? You certainly couldn't.
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One time, you cried to Remus about how you felt life was moving too fast, so he took you to the aquarium. He brought you to the "deep sea" section because it was dark and usually somewhat vacant. 
'Time seems to move slower down here,' He told you. 
Your hands found each other's, and you felt each and every callus that called his hand home. 
There was a jellyfish. It seemed to have no cares in the world as it floated by. 
Remus was right; time did feel slower down here.
You were convinced that if you brought an hourglass down here, the sand would fall so slowly that you could watch every grain slip through the center and hit the sand below.
Tears silently poured from your eyes, and your face felt like the salty water in which the creatures thrived.
It didn't take long for Remus to notice your wet face. The blue lighting illuminated your tears, and he wiped them with his free hand.
"It's a lot, I know." He murmured.
You only nodded.
He stopped wiping your face and, instead, kissed your tears away.
Mutuals ଘ(੭ ˊᵕˋ)੭*༺ ♡‧₊˚ @forourmoons @sw34terw34ther @cremexcoffee @ell0ra-br3kk3r @evergreenlover @holyregulus @goodoldfashionedluvergirl @masivechaos @lgwifey @innerloverpainter
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tokuteasings · 1 year
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You are my King | For you, I would betray the world
Yep. Kingohger brain rot. Kaguragi got me feeling things so here I am. Sometimes I gotta write self-indulgent shit. But hey! We’re finally on the last part of the YAMK series~! Let’s goooo~!!!!!
Warnings: Spoilers for ep 4-ish. Kaguragi is a complex man and I like him. This is a romantic relationship with GN reader. I also love angst so I’m Super Happy to dive into Kingohger angst. Also uh, who wants to hear me scream about Rita next week and make like 70 fics about em?
@lunalove25​ bc i love you 
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Stingers are stabbing him.
Piercing him. 
Harming him.
But they are nothing.
Nothing at all. 
They do not hurt him as much as the sheer thought of anything happening to his beloved. He could feel the buzzing of wasps and hornets scream from within the pits of his gut as his fingers nearly shatter the next wooden brush. The splinters would soothe him, perhaps, from this inner mud that threatens to cake him in sorrow-
“Kaguragi?”
Honeyed balm salves his skin, his pain, his heart. It fills in those cracks and crevices of dried skin and he looks skywards to the shoji doors of his office. Sunlight finally blesses his face and a tired smile lifts his lips. “My dearest,” he sets down the ink brush without hesitation, letting it clatter in a lonely patch of darkness in the corner of his desk and holds out his empty hand towards them. “Come in, whatever is the matter?”
“I heard that you made a deal with Racles?” 
Kaguragi could almost hear their heart stop, or was it his own? How it ceases to beat and simply claws its talons into each surface of tissue and burrow deep and deeper. It’s wrenching it out in the worst of ways, letting it become carrion to be picked upon. 
But he forces a smile to his face as his beloved steps closer, and closer, and closer. They’re sitting in front of him now, frown evident upon their beautiful face, marbled from the finest of paints and causes him to want to sing hymns to God Hachi in praise. “It will be fine, my love.”
He will not shake.
He will not cower.
He will not bend to pressure as it threatens to snap him in half. 
Kaguragi gently takes the hand of his spring blossom, a kiss dotted to their knuckles.
Let them know how much I love them.
“Do not fear, my love,” the king breaks away, covering their hand with his own, lacing fingers into this nest of adoration - tightly packed by a honeycomb.
Who is shaking, is it he? Or them?
He does not know, but he cannot falter. 
“Kaguragi,” they murmur, barely heard above the fluttering wingbeat of a hummingbird. Their voice causes his heart to lurch in his chest, passing from one flower to the next, desperate to find some sort of purchase. “I know Racles cannot be trusted...but,” they return his gesture, their lips pressed to the knuckles of the lord and he inhales deeply from his nostrils flaring. 
Gods above, give me strength. 
“Dearest...”
“Shhh,” they lift themselves up a smidgen, their free hand cupping his cheek and on instinct he leans into it, shutting his eyes and letting their warmth radiate from their pores and into his own. “I’m here for you, I will always be, no matter what you do. But please,” a thumb runs over his cheekbone and a ghost of a sigh escapes his lips, wondering if his spirit went along with it. 
“Come back home to me, safely.”
Kaguragi opens his eyes to glance at them, their clear eyes that bore into his soul, that drowns him in pools of water that he never wants to leave and nourishes him...
He removes a hand from theirs, cupping the hand at his cheek, and lightly turns his head to press a kiss to their palm. “Of course I will,” he murmurs their name reverently at their altar. “For you, for Toufu, for my people, I will do anything to protect you all.”
“And I, for you as well.”
Let the world rain down fire upon him, let him become a man scorned, a man blamed, hated, and burned at the stake.
If his people, his country, his most beloved are safe...then he will betray the world itself. 
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femme-malewife · 2 days
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Hiii can I ask you something?
haha it's fine not to answer (don't wanna impose)
But I've been following you for a while and first, I wanna say you're amazing, you really helped me going through my last semester bc I got really obsesed with lipxlip, and most of the fics were written by you and I kinda read between 2 to 4 per day to lift my spirts which really helped me to just go and go (I just saw you everywhere and I loved it to the point of just going to your profile and started reading since the oldest fics to try to not lose any)
And I sometimes read in your profile that you're also strugling (sorry if I get some English words wrong, but I wanna be the most sincere with my words by not going to the translator now) and mann I got to really hate some of the clients at your place, people suck, but you're doing your best and that's something that should be acknologed (be noticed, be understanded, be recognized as a person and not as a simple servant to serve their needs, a person with interests and fears and you know... just going through the day just like they are, like god... it's free to be empathetic to others)
I saw one of your posts where you talk about someone requesting fics or something (sorry not remeber the exact situation) but I wanna say that it's beautyful your own ideas and alternative universes and wathever was written (or could have, I still think that even those words that didn't get to be written are beautiful bc you thought of them and I hope they made you happy and made have you have fun just as it makes me happy and excited to read whatever you share with us -> your readers)
I don't want you to feel obligated to write just bc someone requested that of you, it's an activity that makes you have fun (and I think it makes you feel a lot of other things but I'm not a writer, and I respect you for that, bc feeling what the characters feel and understanding is not an easy task to acomplish, especially bc I think you portray them really well)
And bc I don't want a misunderstanding, you're amazing for who you are (whoever you are) not just bc you made the days of a stranger in the internet by writing fabulous stories, but bc you're a great person and don't ever let anyone tell you the oposite.
And haha man (I use man as a in a neutral gender), I don't think I have enough words to express myself (in English or in my native tongue) but I hope some of it gets to you, even if it's only a little.
Andd... haha sorry if I exctended too much, bc I feel like my question is too short for all this words and I sure will feel aukward later (not good with feelings and expresing myself) but can I ask how did you get started/found with lipxlip? And also yuumori?
Again, sorry if this is a weird ask, not really sure how it works but I think they're usually shorter 😅? I guess I just needed an excuse to say you all this. Again I don't wanna impose, you don't have to answer, I just hope you're fine and healthy and continue to be
Saludos. 😄
Pss: Last stage was incredible, and your last fanfic of them was also great (you've made me take notice of the little things that I didn't pay attention to, like that they really had bruises at that first concert of the MV and gave me an answer at why they were crying at their special place and that I didn't even notice at first that was their special place at first, and made me realize by your fanfics how important and big of a deal it's to share your safe place, which later develops in the safe place of yours and also that person you shared it with)
OKAY . WOW . SO
Anon I just want to preface this by saying not a whole lot makes me teary- gut wrenching fics, shows, movies, etc...many of them don't do anything for me aside from get a laugh out of me, but this comment I had to reread twice to make sure I was reading it correctly. I was just gonna fuck around on the writing part of Tumblr for the lols and I was super caught off guard. So congrats to that, you definitely made me tear up from this. It's definitely one of the sweetest things someone's ever said to me. 🥹💜
Also, thank you so much for reading my fics! Some are just silly little ideas I jotted down for the lols, and other ideas rotted my brain. I'm definitely more proud of some rather than others, but I'm glad you enjoyed them all(?) nonetheless!
For me, writing is both a form of escapism and a fun hobby that I've had since I was a little kid~ you know, in elementary we had like 20 vocab words per week and we had to either write them down + their definitions and use them in a sentence, write them all down 5 times, or write a short story including 10 of those words. You can probably see which one I went with~ but anyway, yeah, writing is really fun for me.
If it ever gets too stressful or I end up hating it, I end up abandoning the work, yet usually I can't find it in me to delete it. Sometimes I end up hating the work (multichaps, usually) only after its done but then it grows in popularity so I just kinda go "well, fuck it and fuck me, I guess?" and keep it. Other times, I go "well, this ending could have been better..." and then think of other ways I could have written it...
As for how I got into lipxlip??? I saw the thumbnail for Yume Fanfare, clicked, and it altered the course of my life. I started learning Japanese solely because of lxl, my dude. After that, though, I watched their other videos and kinda floated around a bit, and then the movie got announced and bam. I was sucked into the world of Honeyworks and they still keep an iron clad grip on me to this day...
Yuumori is an uninspiring story, really...sometimes I get trailers for anime on yt and I just so happen to get a yuumori trailer. I waited until it began airing, watched it, waited for part 2, watched it, then left it...and recently, I was vibin with a friend online and we were exchanging anime ops, and I remembered yuumori's first op and I was like. Damn this shit slaps!!! And I rewatched the show...and then they had an iron clad grip on me. So...saw trailer, watched it as it aired, forgot about it, then came back to it solely because of the opening lmaooooo.
Anyway, I hope this answered everything..??? Again, though, thank you so much for your kind words~ it meant a lot !
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hi!! I just wanted to pop by and say your soulmate fic has been living in my head rent free since you posted it 😆 idk how im gonna survive the weeks between updates considering im already losing my mind at ch 1?? but the premise is fascinating and i also echo the other anon who mentioned that the kan line about how devastated he was about not feeling your soulmate stuck with me sooo much because it was so gut wrenching 😭 (how did you manage this, to pack so much top tier angst into one line and from a side character at that?!?! haha) i was stuck on that bit for so long! It breaks my heart that kan probably took comfort in his soulmate's touches like akk did too, but that brief panic at it being a boy and doing something irrational without thinking it through then suddenly kan realizing that one comforting presence he'd always had was gone with no way to tell his soulmate he was sorry :(( GODDD the Pain!!! (I am curious though, how a couple who are both not virgins might find each other if they don't have that psychosensory cue?)
annother thing about the kan part was that it made me think about aye - ohh i can't wait to see more of him in the next chapter because i'm so curious about where his headspace on soulmates is. because i feel like aye must have been SO yearning for anything at all from his soulmate but if he never felt anything back i wonder if he thought he just didn't have one/they were gone. which also breaks my heart to think about, poor aye 😭 especially added in with the fact that akk was so startled by the sudden absence of his soulmate's presence that he finally even reached out himself but by then it was too late or aye would have reached back.... aaaand now i'm aching all over again for akk because im thinking of him dealing with the idea of thinking his soulmate had died and grappling with the regret of not having reached out when he could have...and i wonder if aye is unabashedly thinking of akk directly, because he thinks he doesn't have a soulmate so he thinks its harmless... omg. this fic is making me feel ALLL the things and its only chapter 1?!? what kind of sorcery is this?????
also wooow so sorry for the unsolicited word vomitting essay spiraling about the fic in your askbox!! 😂 its not very coherent and its all over the place but this is just a horribly long winded way of me wanting you to know that i'm super excited about your fic and can't wait for the next update! thanks for your writing :) ❤️
Kan, my beloved 🥹. He really is a hot mess in every universe. Honestly, I may end up writing a companion piece about Kan and Thua because I have a lot of feels about them and I don't think I'm going to be able to include it all in the main fic.
As for how two people who aren’t virgins might find each other, it would just be the same as you and me. They’d have to go about it the old-fashioned way: through trial and error. Although there are some subtle signs that you might notice as the fic goes along.
Chapter two (which should be posted later today!) will focus very heavily on Aye’s feelings towards his soulmate, but I think you're definitely on the right track. Since he never really felt Akk, he didn't think he was there and made decisions accordingly.
And please never apologize for word vomiting in my inbox about my fics! This was an absolute delight to read. Sorry I didn’t respond earlier! It’s been a busy week 😅. And thank you so, so much!! I’m happy you’re enjoying it 💕
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sugarcherriess · 10 months
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Hello guys, this is Adonis.
(TLDR at the end!)
How have you been? Hopefully you’ve been eating well, hydrating, and getting time to rest in between everything. I finally finished my semester and teaching hours for this semester so I guess I’m kind of free now? However, I realise that I’ve been too…I don’t know how to phrase this. But I feel like I’ve been working myself too much more than my body can handle both offline and online.
I’ve spent the past four months restless and sick, along with the already present mental exhaustion. And I desperately need a break. Additionally, fic writing has also been losing it’s charm for me. Instead of feeling excited about writing and posting here, I’ve been majorly feeling like I’ve been doing it out of “obligation”. Still, this is not a new revelation, you might have noticed I’ve been detached/sound distant from my responses since the start of the year.
That being said, I want to let you know I’m going on an indefinite writing hiatus (“indefinite” because i may get random bursts of creativity and write small blurbs). I will probably keep posting, reblogging, and interacting here. But the idea of writing a fic for any reason whatsoever makes me want to cry because I feel so exhausted both physically and mentally right now. This summer I just wanna shut off my braincells and go back to my roots of just reading mindlessly whether it be smut, fluff, or gut wrenching angst. Back to my bimbo Adonis roots, in short. I want to feel like I can be on this site without owing it something because it has started to feel like a chore even though I was absent for a while.
So, again. I’ll be here. I just won’t write fics for however long I see fit. I wanted to make this announcement because some of you might be guessing where I am and whether or not I’ll get back to the requests I had accumulated. Well, at least they can act as my cushion when I wanna start writing fics again so that’s good. Anyway, thank you all for the wonderful time you have spent with me and the amazing experience this has been. Unfortunately, turning my blog into an inventory of reblogs and asks for myself was the only solution I could think of that didn’t involve me deactivating my blog since i didn’t wanna make it over complicated like it was before.
I know this is a long ass essay but I had to make it clear where I stood when it came to this blog. I have precious memories attached to this blog, my mutuals and my anons (and also some two faced bitches I had the misfortune of coming across but yk we shmoov 💅🤲🏼) And for their sake I’m willing to stay in any way I can. But I’m just too babygirl to spend more than 1/5th of a braincell on this app xoxo
Thank you for your time and love my loves 💞💞💞
TLDR: Fic writing sounds like ass to me rn so this blog is probably gonna be my inventory for reblogging filth and begging jumil in the tags for a long time whilst answering anything you guys want to send in. In my horny hermit crab hours this summer yay!!!
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kairospy · 5 months
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Twenty Questions for Fic Writers
Tagged by @moondal514 (im a bit late my bad)
1. How many works do you have on ao3?
4
2. What’s your total AO3 word count?
37,248
3. What fandoms do you write for?
All for the Game is my bread and butter, but i did write one for the Marauders
4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
it takes two(but you and i are one) (AFTG / 13.6K) - the dynamic between neil, abram and nathaniel, delving a bit into the DSM-V because i am pedantic and a psych student
the ticking of a heart (AFTG / 5.3K) - andreil after a bad episode. hurt/comfort
genesis' wane (AFTG / 9.5K) - the twinyards
Owl Light (Marauders / 8.6K) - wolfstar with background jegulus but using fancy words
5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
i do!!! i respond 99% of the time mostly because getting them makes my day (and week) so i should let the commenter know that
them: "really liked this!"
me: "hey just letting you know you made my fucking year and im no longer mentally ill so thanks for that" :)
6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
pf… Owl Light or it takes two
7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
the ticking of a heart starts gut-wrenching but ends rather fluffy? so that one.
god i really have to post more
8. Do you get hate on fics?
i've gotten a "critique" and a bookmarks rating that's since been deleted. i would've been offended hadn't i found it funny
9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
i… could? the thing is my writing's very much all nonsensical flowery prose and metaphors so i fear i'd get lost in the dramatics of it all instead of actually describing that they're fucking
10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?
i do not (yet?)
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
I've had art stolen (posted without credit) but not a fic
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
i've had many suggestions but i've yet to take someone up on the offer mostly because it would feel like having someone do a job for free and morally that feels a bit wrong
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
lord knows we've tried @butallmystars
14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?
Andreil takes the cake and gold, silver goes to probably jerejean (because it's my current hyperfixation), and bronze to jegulus…maybe? (the fandom has made me resent them so much perhaps i should take the medal away)
honorary mentions go to wolfstar, jily & drarry
15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
…yes
16. What are your writing strengths?
um flowery depictions of the mundane? idk i like talking like a thesaurus while getting my point across with excessive metaphors
That and characterization judging by what others have told me
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
plot
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?
if you know that language or have a way to fact check it with someone other than google and the demon you accidentally summoned writing that gibberish, yes. 100%
otherwise, i'd say to use things like "he said in french" / "he muttered something in undecipherable german" if it's from the pov of someone who doesn't know the language
BUT do as you please, at the end of the day the point comes across, we're all here to have a good time not a long time, and people who don't know the language find it compelling :)
19. First fandom you wrote for?
…next question?
(on ao3 it was AFTG)
20. Favourite fic you’ve written?
probably it takes two (but you and i are one) but i honestly forget what they're about once i've posted them
No pressure tagging (apologies if you’ve already done this I haven’t been keeping track ): @butallmystars (suffer with me evelyn) & @soliloquy-dawn
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snowycorvid · 9 months
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OH MY GOD???? BRO OK SO LIKE I JUST RECENTLY FOUND UR DAMN FIC AND LET ME TELL YOU I CAN'T BELIVE I DIDNT FIND IT SOONER??? LIKE??? ITS ABSOLUTELY STUNING AND I JUST WANT TO LET YOU KNOW HOW MUCH LOVE I NEED TO GIVE IT. I LITERALLY FOUND IT 2 DAYS AGO AND COULD NOT STOP MYSELF FROM READING THE ENTIRE THING. I KNOW YOU'VE BEEN GONE FOR A WHILE NOW BUT HELLO?? YOU DESEVRE IT AFTER PUMPING THAT MASTERPICE OUT IN A SINGLE MONTH??? ok my bad let me reel it back a little but oh my god dude it's like I'm combusting into flames in a good way??? exploding should probably be the right wording actually Anyways!! I cannot express to you how grateful I am of how good this is?? the story plot is 10/10. (I would say something abt a particular character but yk spoilers and whatnot BUT NOTHING bad at all, it just was quite literally gut wrenching) The writing? we've already established this, it's actually so good I'm going to eat it like a four-course meal 10/10. the characterization and just the way you so nicely write everyone so clearly? BEAUTIFUL LIKE WHAT??? ACTUALLY BAFFLING HOW SATISFYLING GOOD IT IS??? 10000/10. AND NOT TO FORGET THE UNIQUENESS TO THE STORY IN THE FIRST PLACE?? never in my life have I read someone write this concept of y/n's identity. AND FOR IT TO BE Y/N IN THE FIRST PLACE?? like for being an input character to project onto ITS SO WELL WIRTTEN ITS LIKE HARD TO PUT INTO WORDS BUT ITS SO CREATIVE ON YOUR END. AND AGAIN, TO YOUR WRITING, IM SORRY BUT IT JUST FEELS SO??? ALIVE?? LIKE THE DESCRIPITIONS, THE INTERACTIONS, THE THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS EVERYTHING IS EXPRESSED SO WELL. anyways!! this is a lot of words but you definitely deserve the love like 10,000% because my god. I just wanted to let you know that its amazing its so hard to even explain how good it is in words. I genuinely hope life is treating you well as of late and if its not I hope it gets better!!!!! -your favorite, 🍎 (Literally though thank you I cannot stress this enough, and if anything, you're MY favorite like oh my god)
Sobbing reading this thank you!!! I keep meaning to sit down and finish re-reading everything so I can try to pick writing back up + go through and fix the formatting/a few typos along the way, but life has been a little hectic and I've been super focused on some other personal projects, but 4x2 has not left my brain, lives there rent free. It's super weird to me to think that one of the last times I was working on it was last year....
One day. One day we will see Y/N and our silly backseat captain return for more chaos and shenanigans and blatant lack of self preservation but at least they know they have none. I projected too hard onto Y/N and apparently that's resonating with people, lmao!! <3 <3 Thank you again for the plethora of kind words, they will live rent free in my head with the bits and pieces of the plot I'm still juggling like our beloved bouncy ball.
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blackbird-brewster · 11 months
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3 5 and 18 for the fic asks!! :)
Thanks for the ask! [Send me author asks]
3. What’s your favourite fic that you’ve written?
Oh god, what a difficult question!!! I've written nearly 140 fics in the years I've been active. I'm cheating and gonna list a a couple that I adore with all my heart (and I'm very proud of!)
Criminal Minds, JJ/Tara/Emily, SERIES
I'm never going to stop banging my pots and pans together to hype this fic series. A queer rom-com AU that explores coming out, neurodivergence, found family, and of course, healthy polyamory. What more could you want in a fic?!
Criminal Minds, JJ/Tara, WC: 72,523
Even if you don't ship JJ/Tara, this fic is SOOOOO good. I went a bit experimental and used flashbacks as narrative in each chapter and it just weaves such an incredible story. Anytime I re-read this fic I say, "Holy shit?!?! I wrote this?!" Honestly, even if it's not your ship, read it because it's a masterpiece.
5. What’s a fic idea you’ve had that you will never write?
[Answered Here] But of course I have more than one idea that will probably never actually get written! I have always toyed with the idea of writing a 'Sliding Doors' type of fic. Where the two main characters (probably JJ/Emily) come to a point where they have an important choice to make (Maybe it's Emily deciding whether or not to got o London) and the fic splits off from there. One half of the fic is her going to London, the other is her staying. It's an ambitious idea that would require meticulous planning, but I would LOVE to write it someday
18. What’s one of your favourite lines you’ve written in a fic?
I have to say, my use of metaphors is top-tier. Sometimes I write the most gut-wrenching lines and look at them like 'Who the fuck wrote this!?'. Here are five lines/paragraphs that have always stuck with me:
From [Between You & Me]:
"She and JJ kissed once, just once, when they were drunk and lost in the moment, but in that one chaste kiss, Emily felt the incredible amount of emotion that was cresting in tidal waves behind her lips, just waiting for her to lose enough self-restraint that it would be impossible for her to prevent all the 'I love yous', that had been trapped in her throat, from breaking free from their silent confinement to come spilling out until they drowned her in the process. This feeling, this stark understanding of what would happen if they ever let it go any further than one kiss was what made Emily pull away at the time, even though she often wondered if JJ would have let her keep going if she hadn’t."
From [i can't be wrong (to be craving you)]:
"If hope is a thing with feathers that perches in the soul, it suddenly feels like the immensity of her fear is ready to pluck hope bare, strip it back, press a boot to its raw and naked form and spit on the entire idea of it, and she knows it would be so incredibly effortless for her to let go, to just give into that desolate feeling."
From [Mercy]:
“You’re parts!” JJ yelled from behind, as she approached Emily.
Emily spun around when she heard JJ’s voice, she was exhausted and really just wanted to get home. She shook her head at JJ,  “What?”
JJ had closed the distance now, she came to rest just a foot way from Emily. “You’re right. You’re right that there are parts of this job I can’t take home. You’re parts. You have always been the part of my job that I couldn’t take home, Emily. Or rather, you have always been the part of my job that I was too afraid to take home.”
From [Fooled Around (and Fell in Love) - Part 1]:
Penelope poked their head out of their office when they heard the commotion, “What’s happening out here?”
“Derek pulled all of his muscles because, from what I can deduce, he probably underestimated this Emily person since she’s a woman and she seemed to have torn him asunder,” Tara reported as she sipped her coffee.
From [Fooled Around (and Fell in Love) - Part 2]:
JJ stepped so she was only a foot from Tara. She stared up at the taller woman. “I said… YOU are being a Piglet right now.”
“What does that even mean?” Tara huffed.
“Chapter five, Piglet goes to check the heffalump trap. And he hears the sad sounds of Pooh, but he doesn’t know it’s Pooh, and Piglet gets scared then runs away. Piglet convinced himself the awful noise had to be a Heffalump because he just didn’t stop long enough to look. He had built up this horrifying idea of what Heffalumps looked and sounded like, so Piglet convinced himself a Heffalump was the only explanation for what he briefly saw. He ran away without pausing to really look. But if he HAD looked closely, he would have see that the monster in the trap was actually his good friend Pooh, with a pot on his head. He would have seen it was his friend that needed his help. Piglet ran away because his own self-deception told him he had caught a Heffalump!" JJ stepped closer so they were very nearly pressed into each other. “I’m saying don’t convince yourself something is a Heffalump before you even take time to examine it. Maybe, the big scary Heffalump you’ve concocted in your head is actually your good friend, who cares for you deeply. Your good friend who needs you. Your good friend who wants you. Your good friend who desires nothing more than for you to stop running.”
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seven-ivy · 2 months
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About me!
┌────────── ・ ・ ・ ・ ✦
│⁻ ˏˋ꒰ Basics ꒱ ˊˎ⁻
✧ Nikki ♡ 21, she/her, INTJ
Hello! I'm Nikki, the author of Seven (a JJK fic) and this is my page to share my work and other interests and finally start interacting on this platform with other users.
Seven will be slowly updated on AO3 as I have already pre-written some chapters but these chapters are lengthy and take a while to write and read over. Mind the tags!! There will be violence, trauma, and gore in this fic so I will do my best to display trigger warnings.
My ask box is always open, so feel free to ask anything, or just leave a message on whatever you like. At the moment, I don't take requests but that might change in the future.
I will continue to update with my latest work(s) as well as what I'm currently writing.
More about me and my work(s) below the cut! Happy reading!
│⁻ ˏˋ꒰ Writing Q&A ꒱ ˊˎ⁻
✧ Why did you start Seven?
Seven, like all my other writing endeavors, started as a little fantasy in my head as a way to self-insert into every piece of media I consume. I didn't ever think to seriously write it until Gege started upping the angst and breaking my heart in gut-wrenching scenarios when I decided to give into the delusion and finally write something that would distract me from what was going on in the manga.
Being said, as you read Seven you will start to see that it doesn't exactly follow the plot. This is mainly because I wanted to exercise a little creativity with the plot and Gege's mind, though tortured, is genius that I could never try to imitate.
I also feel like there is a lack of OC-driven multilength JJK fics in the fandom (that, or I don't know where to look) so I wanted to try my hand at filling that niche.
✧ How long will Seven be?
... I don't know? Certain parts of the plot have been running through my head over and over for months, but some things I just leave up to the madness that consumes my brain when I'm writing at 2 AM.
Like Nana, even though is an independent original character, I haven't planned out fully what she looks like (just vague references that she resembles Gojo). As I write more, I get to know more about her character, and even though it isn't a very author-like thing to do, it keeps things exciting for me as well.
But don't worry, I have some arcs briefly planned out, and the manga is still ongoing so there will be lots to keep writing about.
✧ What do you write on?
Google docs. Just one very long Google doc that I keep updating. Maybe it's not the best loading wise but I like to keep it all in one place so I can re-read everything in one go to make sure I eliminate any plot-holes that arise.
I also enjoy Grammarly a lot (my savior) and without it there would be many times Nana would become Naan :(
✧ Writing inspo/tips
This isn't my first go at writing a long (40+) chapter fic so I have experienced an immense learning curve during this writing journey.
The first is one that I used to groan at too but it's honestly the best advice. If you want to be a better writer... read more. And I don't mean on tumblr/wattpad/AO3 (how I wish it could be) but actual published novels.
And read from many different genres from many different origins from many different periods. By doing so, you will diversify your vocabulary, your knowledge, and learn the nuances of writing that can only be learned from reading a really good book.
The second is to take the time to find what works. Writing isn't going to look the same for all people. Some people can only write in the early morning, some at night, and a lucky few aren't constricted by the silly hours of time.
Some writers can listen to music, others can't. Some need to plan everything out in obsessive detail, while others just go with the flow.
Take the time to figure out what works best for you and make use of it.
The third is to write more. Simple, but to improve your writing, first you need to get all of the shaky, baby lamb trying to stand on its own, in other words, "bad" stuff out before you can start to see progress. Looking back at my first attempts at writing... I am appalled but grateful that I got through it to get to where I am now. you don't necessarily need to publish it on a platform, but just get it out. Like letting the murky water run out from a tap first before you get it clear.
✧ My recs
Don't know where to start? I'll help you out. Here are some of the media I consumed that put a passion in me to write.
JJK (obvi), old poetry classics, Greek myths and tales, research into Buddhism and Shinto, Madeline Miller novels, The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde, Agatha Christie novels, Secret History by Donna Tartt, Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë, and The Book Thief by Markus Zusak.
There are many more, but these have stood out to me particularly.
│⁻ ˏˋ꒰ Other fandoms ꒱ ˊˎ⁻
If you've made it this far I'll let you into some other fandoms/communities I enjoy besides JJK:
Mob Psycho, Saiki K, TWST, Demon Slayer, MHA, Castlevania, Mystic Messenger.
I'm not always active in those fandoms and I'm def forgetting some but at some point in my life I'd been very obsessed.
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void-wolfie · 4 months
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No. 25
How do you write your angst fics? Have you experienced such heartbreak or bad depression moments that you just channel the energy from there? Because I feel my heart drop every time I read your more triggering stories. Might have teared up at a fic or two 😅
If you haven’t, how do you find the inspiration to write them? And you do you get overwhelmed with emotion as you’re writing?It’s just absolutely well written, kudos
Apologies if it’s too many questions, I would like a writers point of view because as a readers point of view, my heart is bleeding lol
(firstly, thank you for such high compliments)
25. create your own
how do I write my fics? where do I get inspiration?
This is honestly a bit of a loaded question, but I'll do my best to answer lol.
Most of the time when I write I'm either drawing from memories or my own creativity. A lot of my earlier posts come from daydreams or things I would just think up out of boredom. Some of them however, I do have experience with. For Example, I may not have experience in abusive relationships but I do have a past with self harm and depression.
For the fics I have less experience in I generally do research first! Like the bulimia story, I don't have experience with that, so I researched. I looked into stories written by those with bulimia, how they feel and what goes through their minds. Then I did my best to think of how I might react in those situations, what could be the possible outcomes.
In short, whenever I write, I try to pump my stories full of emotions. Emotions drive people, seeing what drives a person, what makes them tick is usually the key to getting a realistic/gut wrenching story.
Now, do I get overwhelmed when a I write? Yes and No lol. I don't generally get overwhelmed with emotions often, but sometimes I do, usually only when I'm drawing from something personal. There are times when I write and I have no idea if what I'm writing is good and it's not till comments start rolling in that I know of it was good or not (I think some of my most popular fics are ones I thought were trash till I posted).
I think I covered all your questions lol, but if I missed something feel free to send in a follow up, or even dm me if you want! 😂
(thanks for the questions and compliments!)
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fluffyprettykitty · 2 years
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Selene darling! Hello! Sorry if it's a little bit of last minute in joining ur celebration! It's still the 25th here.. 🤭
Congratulation on ur 1700 followers! You deserved every single appreciations n recognition u can get!
So...
- complimentary please..
- quotation cited please..
- reading pleasure..
Well for this one, since i barely have time to read lately, and i always love ur comment reblog, i will post links 2 of my series. 😁
Ten Days (W.M) and since u love Nat, I hope u like this one as well This One Is Mine (N.R) . Happy reading!
- king questionaire
I really love ur moodboards, do u use any apps to make ur moodboards? Also, how do u manage to write many fics so fast.. i need some advice for that as im getting so behind with my WIPs 😩
Also, i couldnt find the chess emoji that u use for the choices i picked. 😁
Talk to u soon, my dear! Once again, congratz!
Cheerio!
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this is gonna be a long ass answer so buckle on
first of all I have added your fics to my tbr (to be read) list so soon enough I will no worries
the link to the symbols is here, is a site that has all these cute ass symbols and I like using them, they're quite fun
- complimentary please..
you are very talkative, and friendly and warm to open up too, you don't seem to be concerned with fandom issues just vibes and fics and I really appreciate that in a person, you are a fun person and you're giving me incredible vibes that we could hang out together, also I really admire the fact you got a family and still write fics it makes me so happy you have no idea, now as for your writing I cannot believe how good you write angst, and not just the mild kind the gut-wrenching one I literally could never, your writing is good, like legit good, and you always always weave stories that are complete and full and full of life and details
- quotation cited please..
'Your eyes linger, you could stare at her beautiful frame for eternity. Evidently, you could have waited forever for a glance, a touch, something, anything that would validate your feelings. She takes your hand, holds it close to her, and squeezes it. All thoughts and feelings blur into one when you hear her next words.
"I love you too."' from my natasha fic, infatuation
- reading pleasure..
I feel like you literally know all the wanda nat fandom, who else could you be missing? so I'm giving you this hot natasha fic I recently read
- king questionaire
I use pinterest, pixabay and google to find the images then I use the app april to bring them together, it features layouts and some filters and those beautiful letters i use for my masterlists and they all come together like this, i just play around and try to stick to a color theme i think. usually i do have a vision before i start so i also try not to waste too much time scrolling and if i do i just force myself to switch ideas
and as for the fics I have no idea!!!!! I try to keep them short, I do try and usually succeed, I do have a lot of free time on my days off and I like having a schedule of doing things so I keep like an hour free for just writing and sometimes i succeed other times I don't (in writing something) now I also do stress writing where i in bus stops, streets corners or things alike i will force myself to sit down and write something as to not focus too much on the problem/thing that's out of control you know so it all contributes to my obsessive nature, if i decide that i need to finish something i will finish the fic, wrap it up somehow put a bow on it and conlude it, maybe they are not that good or could use more work but i am definetely done with them asokdjaksjdlka
thank you so much for your kind words and I'm glad I met you here :)
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sapphicwhxre · 3 years
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ASTERIA'S 2.5K FOLLOWER FIC REC LIST
i read fics just as much as i write them so here are some of my favourites. tysmsm for this milestone, i love you all <3 quick note: i didn't re-tag anyone if i recommended more than one of your works because of the tag limit.
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hermione granger
tuesdays - @stupxfy
probably one of my all time favs for hermione. it's just so well written and adorable and fluffy and yes.
if i could tell her - @hellounicorn
pining, pining, PINING. the way these emotions and hermione's described is just... art. perfection. there's a happy ending and it is so worth the build up.
darling dearest - @dracolvr
fluffy goodness. read to be hopelessly in love with hermione ─ which, let's be real, we all are.
november rain - @pansydaisy
uhm i love this one sm. it's so simple but amazing ─ everyone has their days like this and having hermione to cure them? it's what everyone needs.
i need more - @15-dogs
i sobbed the first time i read this. it'll break your heart but it's so amazingly written that it's worth the sadness. actual gut wrenching / mindblowing writing.
how the potter girls react to you in lingerie - @pottersanime
the title. need i say more?
honeyed eyes - @minty-malfoy
HEAVEN. being hermione's first kiss as friend? but both of you idiots liking each other? oh my god, sign me up.
hugging her from behind - @pastanest
again, the title. read to feel 🥺💙
grey days - @pepperimps01
PANSMIONE 😌😌 it's angsty with a happy ending and i love it sm. this does such a perfect job of capturing pansy and hermione's relationship growing and having its ups and downs with just a few paragraphs. honestly so good
grenade - @hellounicorn
another one that'll make your heart shatter. but in the best way. these are the fics i live for where the you can't help but feel like it's really happening to you and hermione and god it's so fucking powerful. underrated writing right here in general. and also pansmione is the loml so it hurts in that way.
honeybees - @pansydaisy
fluffy aesthetic heaven.
lead the way - @teacup-tai
more pansmione but this is pure filthy thinking and satisfies all the sexual tension dreams pansmione shippers have.
two queens in a king sized bed - @shysneeze
domestic christmas morning with hermione and it's angelic.
would you still love me if i turned into a worm? - @minty-malfoy
one of those blurbs i never imagined i'd read or love so much. not to mention it's spot on and adorable.
pansy parkinson
right and wrong - @starrkidmalfoy
a first kiss and the overdone trope that i will never get sick of, the bitch who's soft only for you. the descriptions in this are perfection and the writing is beautiful <3
messed up - @writseo
toxic, messed up love fics will be the death of me. insane how well you captured it all and i just yes damn fucking props.
pansy parkinson imagine - @moonlight-imagines
*screams* THE BEST FRIEND BANTER + THE ENDING OH MY GOD OH MY GOD ─ I SCREAMED WHEN I FIRST READ THIS. I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE IT.
dating pansy would include - @lotsoffandomimagines
ABSOLUTE POWER COUPLE SHIT and to this day, pansy saying "jealous much?" when being scolded for pda remains iconic.
grey days - @pepperimps01
as i said before: PANSMIONE 😌😌 it's angsty with a happy ending and i love it sm. this does such a perfect job of capturing pansy and hermione's relationship growing and having its ups and downs with just a few paragraphs. honestly so good
new rules - @silversslytherin
excuse me this is immaculate ─ pansy is the best friend and the second you see that she's also the best s/o, you're done for. perfection.
study "dates" - @turning-dreams-into-chaos
the title is self explanatory and this whole thing is fluffy heaven <3
how the potter girls react to you in lingerie - @pottersanime
read the title, thank me later.
lead the way - @teacup-tai
more pansmione but this is pure filthy thinking and satisfies all the sexual tension dreams pansmione shippers have.
traitor - @hufflepuff-writings
a masterpiece where pansy chooses the wrong side in the battle of hogwarts. this ties up so well and the writing is so powerful.
back alley love potions - @a-simple-imagine
this actually hurts but in a beautiful way. watching pansy give draco a love potion is such a fucking concept and this is executed incredibly.
my little bunny - @emmamarie7708
pansy making you do this is so dirty yet she's slightly sweet and i am a sucker for it. god is a woman and her name is pansy fucking parkinson.
pansy parkinson imagine - @moonlight-imagines
i'll let pansy beat people up for me all day. they put me in madame pomfrey's, feel my girlfriend's wrath.
ginny weasley
blissful - @enyastasia
fluffy ginny goodness. the friends to lovers? the amazing kiss? 🥺🥺🥺💞💞 this fic lives in my heart <3
bubble pop electric - @hunnypot-imagines
this is hotter than a lot of actual smut and the chemistry is so... wow. ginny weasley owns me.
dear ginny - @alyssamalfoy
how does this short ass letter manage to make me feel so much. it's sorcery but i don't even care, it's beautiful.
wildflower - @pansydaisy
will i ever get tired of cheeky i love yous? not when loves like ginny weasley and ayli's so so pretty writing exist.
all i want - @hellounicorn
ouch. fuck you harry :) quite possibly the best ginny fic i have ever read. insanely talented writing, i genuinely feel every touch of emotion you put down and you need to know how amazing that is. keep breaking my heart.
linny hcs - @bluebirdlinginthenest
who doesn't need good linny content in their life?
how the potter girls react to you in lingerie - @pottersanime
sexy bitch, fuck me up.
willow - @padmeamiala
ginny is the loml. her brothers can cry about it.
bellatrix lestrange
attempting to bake with bellatrix - @carters-coffee
MY FAVOURITE BELLA FIC ─ there's not enough bellatrix fluff out there but this makes up for the lack of. heaven.
bellatrix prompt - @carters-coffee
this gives me chills. she knows she's a bad bitch and that's what we love about her.
change of plans - @dumb-sbian
why THE FUCK have i not had a rainy morning with bellatrix? she can sleep and mumble something just like this and i'm still head over heels for her.
being tortured as bellatrix's girlfriend - @writings-of-a-british-fangirl
definitely a concept BUT this makes me feel some type of way and i recommend giving it a minute of your time 😌
bellatrix finding out you're a muggleborn - @carters-coffee
the beauty, the nuance omg. this is art.
bellatrix prompt - @carters-coffee
yep jealous bella. trust me, im all yours mommy <3
sex with bellatrix would include - @onegayastronaut
so short but... sign. me. up.
luna lovegood
never leave - @/deactivated
luna smut is hard asf to come by and this is my favourite. it's so luna and the pain over her not knowing, not getting that closure about how you feel until this is an amazing rollercoaster.
she - @hunnypot-imagines
the beauty of falling in love with luna, through this majorly talented writing. ten out of fucking ten. i will not elaborate but there's also majorly good association in this imo.
silver berries and flickering fireflies - @duskgrangers
i love this fic so much. she's so herself and that is why we ✨ simp ✨ and the scene set just sounds so prettyy
how the potter girls react to you in lingerie - @pottersanime
luna + this title? yes please, ma'am i am simping.
would you still love me if i turned into a worm? - @minty-malfoy
put me in your pocket luna. im begging you.
dancing in the rain with luna - @/deactivated
only luna would get you a dress to go dancing in the rain and this is the stuff of blissful, fluffy dreams.
hugging her from behind - @pastanest
short and cute, do me a favour and read it :)
dating luna lovegood would go like - @glossymalfoy
life is NOT worth it if you don't read these cute little headcanons and imagine dating ravenclaw's baddest bitch.
linny hc - @bluebirdlinginthenest
like i said, who doesn't need good linny content?
cho chang
strawberry kisses - @pansydaisy
the only cho fic i've been able to find and it's SO WORTH IT. the cutest, it flows so well, and i absolutely love it. i need this with cho tbh.
fleur delacour
toutes les etoiles - @coffee--writes
im in love with fleur and this amazing writing. and for the first time since i started high school, my three years of taking french feel good for something.
being best friends with fleur would include - @harrypotter-imaginess
not romantic but actually so sweet pls. i want this friendship in my life so bad.
nymphadora tonks
dating nymphadora tonks would include - @imaginesforgirls
dating her + that warm little feeling of bliss that only HCs can give you
taking care of her after the war - @random-imagines-blog
this kind of hurts in that good ass way and i lovee it. they're simple hcs but i feel for tonks so much and then there's that warm lil feeling when you're the one to put her back together aand now my primary life goal is to help this woman heal.
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harry potter
phosphenes - @minty-malfoy
ok shakespeare, the fuck?? this fic will never not get me right in the heart. the angst, holy fuck. and for once, the reader doesn't hurt harry and let draco walk all over them and it's just done so well. the transition from a toxic relationship to a sweet, loving one PLEASE. it's beautiful.
happy memories - @15-dogs
how does this manage to be so. smutty and fluffy at the same time? this is one of those short ones that has lived in my head, rent-free since i read it. and tbh any fic that includes expecto patronum is guaranteed to be good.
come back to me - @wondernimbus
right from the beginning, it's a mess of emotions both good and bad. that kind of good ass writing that hits you in the heart <3
making out with harry potter would include - @badfvith
read this title. done? now thank me later.
harry prompt - @thoseofgreatambition
harry x a sarcastic swooning bitch is an elite trope idc. short and sweet, i'm marrying this fic.
keep your eyes on the prize - @rowema-ravenclaw
first of all, showing harry up and second, pure fluff (and a little steam) right after. i also love how she writes harry in general because he's totally safe/in love with the relationship but still has that awkward lovable shyness and i just... *sighs*
always - @pansydaisy
uhm i will always love him and always reread this a thousand times so its a fit title + a good read.
late night studying - @lumosandnoxwriting
fuck studying, let his hand stay in my shirt. once again recommending fluffy bliss in the form of a short read that makes me feel things <3
would you still love me if i turned into a worm? - @minty-malfoy
he's so stupid. but he still loves you + this is from our resident perfectly talented writer so its a win.
cuddling after a rough quidditch practice - @badfvith
harry james potter is : b a b y
gryffindor's victory - @rowema-ravenclaw
make me gryffindors fucking cheerleader because HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT. AND THE WRITING IS IMMACULATE PLEASE. just read it, you won't regret it.
draco malfoy
silent treatment - @slytherinwh0re
andy's mad talented and this is just... insert a cheesy chefs kiss. unbelievably adorable but so fucking hot and an actually good smut plot (which is rare lmfao). remind me to give draco the silent treatment every time im upset.
rewards - @malfoysstilinski
so hot PLS. hype him up for the match and get your reward, bye. so good.
reading between the lines - @minty-malfoy
i've said this a thousand times but that's what happens when you've got a mad talented mutual BLESSING everyone with beauty like this. butterflies and warm feelings all around when i read this 💓
point of view - @draconisxcaput
its angst for hermione and fluff for you but overall ethereal writing. i am never going to recover from the pure talent that this is.
im not kidding im dying - @malfoysmatrioshka
i hate being sick with a passion but this... this would make it worth it.
hogwarts express - @/deactivated
draco fucking you because he knows harry's watching. the shit of legends and god is it hot.
draco laughing at you because you can't walk after sex - @glossymalfoy
*motions to the title* fluff with this loser 😌
the cheeseburger - @slytherinwh0re
really short read but this is one of those things i just. didn't know i needed. you're missing out and haven't even realised it if you haven't read about introducing him to cheeseburgers. and that ending is so funny/in character to me i fucking love it.
four am - @malfoysstilinski
domestic draco 🥺 but also sad draco 🥺 and then fluffy draco 🥺
hugging him from behind - @pastanest
real short and it'll brighten your day <3
would you still love me if i turned into a worm? - @minty-malfoy
how is it that this is so stupidly adorable. i love it 💘
ron weasley
heather - @hellounicorn
always making me cry with your fics i swearrr. this is a must-read. having someone but them not really being yours is a beautiful trope and this fic absolutely does it wonderful, poetic justice. your angst is addicting.
apple pie - @pregnant-piggy
ABSOLUTE DOMESTIC BLISS I AM IN LOVE. i don't even like kids or baking that much but this made me so soft. the whole cozy, heavenly vibes from this fic yes yes yes.
jealousy - @writeroutoftime
cliché jealousy turns friends to lovers and i am a sucker for it all over again <3
shaking and trembling - @ronsbadidea
if ron doesn't finger fuck me and then make a cheeky comment about it in class later then WHAT IS THE POINT :(
mixed signals - @iamthecabbage
i've always figured ron is this awkward idiot cutie with a crush and yea, this is it.
fred and george weasley
i love you, but you don't - @george-fabian-weasley
fred's a character i really don't read for often but goddamn. it's the saddest, most beautiful mix of rejection and pain and fred desperately caring but not in the way you want him to ─ an angsty masterpiece.
cockwarming george - @roonilwazlibimagines
because of this filthy gem, i one hundred thousand percent believe that he could make me cum without even fucking me and this is just... it's a good fucking read.
would you still love me if i turned into a worm? - @minty-malfoy
their responses are so wonderfully chaotic and adorable and GOD you're missing out if you haven't read these lil blurbs.
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