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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 1 year

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Being Shiratorizawa’s Manager:

Trip to the Beach 🏖️

Shiratorizawa x female! Manager (she/her pronouns)

Warnings: fluff, reader has a breasts and is wearing a swimsuit, Oikawa makes an appearance because it’s me 😌

AN: this is a request from 🦢 anon!

Remember when I said this team was like super serious and stoic 😃

Well jokes on you because when you go on ANY outing, these boys are just as feral as the rest

Literally, I can tell you exactly how this will go

Semi and Reon are the only adults

Yep, even Ushijima doesn’t count and I’ll tell you why

Man’s will just wander off, like he sees something and is like “hey that looks cool” and then just walks away 🚶

Tendou is riling everyone up constantly

Shirabu and Kawanishi are the actual worst to get excited about anything

Goshiki and Yamagata are just like super hyped about everything

Liberos are all hyper, prove me wrong 🤚🏻

Anyways, it’s literally so much work it’s exhausted

But never fear because our magnificent, wonderful and perfect manager, YN, is here to deal with everything!

And with summer break approaching, you get the bestest idea ever 🥰

So you bring it up at practice

“Hey guys! I think we should go to the beach this weekend!” You say, all cute and excited

Shirabu 👉🏻 Y tho?

You 👉🏻😐 I give all and get nothing back-

“A beach trip? Hey that actually sounds so fun!” Tendou cheers, backing you up

“Shouldn’t we spend the time practicing?” Ushijima adds

“Yeah, I can’t beat Ushiwaka at the beach Yn?” Goshiki screams

You 👉🏻🙄

“I mean, it would be nice to do a team bonding activity,” Semi, our team mom chimes in

You 👉🏻 *nodding vigorously* : D

“Also, we could play beach volleyball. That’s a what kind of workout,” Reon adds

The guys 👉🏻🔥👄🔥 Did you say Beach Volleyball??

These boys are sold 🙌🏻

So you began preparing, you made lunches, snacks and made sure to pack plenty water

You arrived early at school, so freaking excited for your day at the beach with your boys!

When you first arrive, you are wearing a coverup so the boys don’t really think much of anything

Please, they all have a crush on you and god are you pretty, but they also adore you as their manager

That is 👀 until you take the coverup off

Like it happens so casually too that it throws them all off 😂

Like you are just talking with Semi and Reon like, “I packed snacks and lunches, we should be good for a few hours *takes off coverup* also we have to make sure we do sunscreen on everyone because coach will not be happy if you guys can spike or receive with sunburns.”

Semi and Reon just stare 😳😳

“What’s wrong?” You say, completely oblivious as to why these idiots are staring

The rest of the team, well they are surely malfunctioning at this very moment

Goshiki definitely has a nose bleed

Remember when Daichi broke Hinata? Yeah you did that to Goshiki 😌

Yamagata, Shirabu and Kawanishi are all just like “thank you god amen 🙏🏻”

Tendou is actually speechless

Like Tendou knows you’re a girl and he knows you’re pretty but like it sunk a level deeper today

And Ushiwaka, well he…

“YN please make sure you wear sunscreen, you have a lot of skin showing. Would you like me to help you?” Ushijima says, completely oblivious

Like Ushijima thinks your pretty too don’t get me wrong but man’s isn’t thinking beyond sun protection right now

“Wakatoshi that would be so helpful thank you!” You say, handing him the cream

Suddenly, everyone is willing to lend a helping hand 😐🙄

“Don’t you think this is a job for the vice captain?” Reon says

“Are you kidding me?” Semi says as Tendou sneaks in

“I have big hands so like covering surface area is definitely easier for me!” Tendou shouts

“THIS IS A JOB FOR THE FUTURE ACE!” Goshiki interrupts

You 👉🏻🤨 guys I literally just need help getting my back

“I don’t really think they care YN,” Shirabu interjects as you hand him the sunscreen and he helps you

The guys all watch and of course, brood because they are jealous bbys

“Alright it’s time for volleyball,” Ushijima announces as all the guys run towards the court leaving you to your own devices

You 👉🏻🙄 silly boys

But it’s ok because you can finish setting up and hopefully start catching up on getting some much needed vitamin D

Even if you don’t tan, sunshine is great as a mood booster 😁

However, what you don’t realize is that you’ve attracted quite the spectator crowd

Because your team isn’t the only one at the beach 👀

You guessed it, our besties at Seijoh decided to take a team beach vacay too

What a coincidence 🙃

Anyways, you’ve seemed to attract the attention of Seijoh’s #1 pain in the butt

“Hey isn’t that Shiratorizawa’s hot manager?” Yahaba points out

Because, of course he does 🙄

“What? Where??” Oikawa says, eyes alert at Yahaba points you out

“Yeah that’s her, damn Shiratorizawa is so freaking lucky!” Hanamaki says, glaring at Oikawa

All the third years, and the other years, know that Oikawa is the reason they can’t have nice things 😅

“I think we should go and greet her! She looks like she could use some help,” Oikawa says walking towards you

“Should we stop him?” Matsukawa asks as Kunimi pulls out his phone and hits record

“Nah, let Ushiwaka take care of him this time, I came here to relax,” Iwa says, getting a front row to the show

“Yoo-hoo YN!” Oikawa says as you turn to find the source of the agitating voice

“Oh hello Oikawa!” You say, pleasantly

Please, our angel is so nice

I could never 😂

“I just happened to notice you over here, looking absolutely gorgeous and was wondering if you needed any help?” He says as you stare at him

“I’m actually good but thanks anyways!” You beam as Oikawa dies at your cuteness

“You know Yn, I always knew you were gorgeous but I will say, that swimsuit looks incredible on you,” Oikawa says

You blush, “thanks Oikawa! I got it especially for our team trip.”

You turn and show him the suit because that’s what we do, we show off 👏🏻

Suddenly out of nowhere, a volleyball SLAMS into the back of Oikawa’s head

You 👉🏻😳

Oikawa 👉🏻 💀

Kunimi and Seijoh 👉🏻 📱

“Iwa what the hell-” oikawa says, turning to see whose actually responsible for the ball

Ushiwaka and Shiratorizawa LOOM over Oikawa and just glare right thought him

Literally it’s hot out but the cold radiating off the guys right now could cure global warming 😅

“Hey guys! Are you hungry?” You say, completely ignoring Oikawa’s obvious concussion

“Ahh yeah YN we are just taking a little break,” Kawanishi says, coming up next to you and guiding you away from the scene

“Stay away from OUR manager Oikawa!” Semi growls as Reon nods

“Like she’d ever go for you anyways, she obviously has better taste,” Tendou adds

Meanwhile, Ushijima is just glaring, his arms crossed over his chest

“I’d maybe leave before Ushiwaka throws another ball at you,” Yamagata adds

Oikawa rubs his head, standing tall as a smirk appears on his face

“I was just helping your beautiful manager out,” he said as Ushiwaka glared

You 👉🏻 I’m fine but thanks Oikawa 😁✌🏻

Oikawa 👉🏻👁️👄👁️ oh ok…

He walks away as Ushiwaka continues to glare

“YN are you ok?” Goshiki asks in a panic as you prepare lunches

You 👉🏻 I’m fine 😐

“Are you sure you’re ok?” Shirabu asks

You 👉🏻 it’s Oikawa guys, he’s literally harmless

Then, suddenly Ushiwaka comes next to you, giving you an approving head pat

“Thanks for being the best manager YN,” he says as you beam

Bonus

“Well that went well didn’t it?” Watari said as Oikawa made his way back to the team

“You should have know better loserkawa,” Iwa said, rolling his eyes

“I wouldn’t have expected you to know what it’s like to ask a girl like that out Iwa!” Oikawa spat back before quickly covering his mouth

“What did you say to me?!?” Iwa 🔥👄🔥

Oikawa 👉🏻🥲

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heliads · 1 year

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Hii Lisa my beloved!💕💕 I'm in my Kaz phase again and some stupid ideas have been running through my head constantly. Hoping you could turn it into a wonderful fic, if you like the idea of course.

Kaz x reader with slight Nikolai x reader😌

So, reader is a Grisha with healing abilities (hidden like Alina). After a tragic event, the loss of their family hit hard and they were taken into care by some people that worked at the palace. That's where reader met Nikolai, they became best friends and later enrolled in Army, became lovers all of that. Reader's healing powers were slightly special in the sense that when they used them there was a golden glow all around, making the wrong people believe reader was a sun summoner. After being madly in love for some time, reader got kidnapped for their powers. Tortured for 2 years, reader was saved by our lovely Crows. Reader believed Nikolai never looked for them (false because he did desperately until he ran away and became Sturmhond after believing that reader died)

Reader becomes a Crow, falls in love with Kaz, they have a relationship for 2 years or so and then, one day they fight about something and right at that time, Nikolai makes his way to their bar. Reader and Nikolai have an emotional meeting that leaves Kaz insecure and jealous.

The ending...well I think reader should stay with Kaz buut I'm not opposed to something else👀

Whatever you want my dear Lisa. I hope this makes sense and it's not too insane. I love you and thank you💕

my beloved!!! this request is literally incredible, why are your ideas always exquisite????

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You don’t like it when Ketterdam is quiet. This jilted city of yours is always loud, always rowdy, and on the few instances in which it isn’t, the whole place seems to hold its breath, just waiting for something bad to happen. Sometimes you hear things you shouldn’t when there’s no background noise to cover it up. Sometimes, worst of all, you dream.

This dream is not a good one. You only know this after waking. The dream leaves quickly, as all dreams do, slipping back away under cover of night to haunt some other sleeper. You let it pool in your trembling hands, dripping out through your fingers despite your best attempts to stop it from abandoning you. It must have been a tumultuous dream indeed, because for a moment you thought you were back. Back in Ravka. Back with him.

Ravka is not yours anymore. It was, once upon a time, or so you let yourself believe. You were born in a small village near Adena, home mostly to craftsmen without merit and tradesmen with a fear of leaving their homes. It was a quiet, get-what-you-will existence for the most part, up until the point when you reattached a woman’s severed leg with a wave of your hand and discovered you were a Grisha.

Healers are valuable commodities in a war-torn nation, and you were shipped off to Os Alta before you knew it. It would have been lonely there in a city fiercely divided between Grisha and non-Grisha, were it not for the one friend you made there. A prince, of all people. A second son who wanted nothing more to run. Nikolai Lantsov.

You and Nikolai were just children when you met. It took years of close friendship for you to trust each other enough to fall in love, and even then, it was your best kept secret. Princes do not fall in love with witches. Grisha do not fall in love with mortal men. You kissed him behind locked doors and swore it would be enough for you, even if it wasn’t.

Perhaps it would have been, if Fate had been content to let you rest in mere complacency. There was one singular trait that separated you from the rest of the Corporalnik Healers at the Little Palace, one minor mark of difference. You can heal a patient just as well as anybody else, but for some reason, you glow when you do it. A warm, golden light emits from your palms whenever you use your gifts. His sunbeam, Nikolai used to call you.

Maybe people listened in too closely when they shouldn’t have. Maybe someone connected dots that didn’t exist. Maybe it’s just that in a country like Ravka, a country split by the Shadow Fold, a country in desperate need of Saints, it would be easy to overlook someone’s mortality in the hopes of discovering their own salvation.

That’s your best guess as to what happened to you. What you remember best is the aftermath, not the reason. You were taken from Os Alta in the dead of night, your hands bound in chains so you couldn’t fight or use your gift. You tried to scream, but they had a Squaller, a damned traitor, who stole the breath from your lungs before any sound could be heard.

They tortured you for two months, hoping you’d break and show that you really were the Sun Summoner they’d get paid to sell. It never happened, so they dug harder, cut you more, cared even less. You waited in dark and squalid rooms for someone to rescue you, someone like Nikolai, but no one came. No one Ravkan, at least.

You always wondered if you could put a time cap on the love of a prince. It turns out you can: four months and six days is all it took for Nikolai Lantsov to give up on you. You spent four months and six days waiting for him before hearing that he’d officially stopped mourning you in public to go to university, and the remainder of those two years in wondering how little he must have cared for you to give up just like that.

You have no doubt that your captors would have spent far longer than two pathetic years in trying to extract a Sun Saint from your exhausted spirit were it not for your rescuer. A far different savior than you expected, to be sure, far more bloodthirsty than any guardian angel you’ve ever heard about, but he did the job. He always does.

That’s Dirtyhands for you, you suppose, he gets what he wants. And if what he wants is a Healer at the low cost of having to break into a smuggler’s ship while it paused briefly in the Kerch harbor for supplies, so be it. Kaz Brekker was there for money and he was there for a new soldier to serve in his gang. You happened to fit both bills.

At first, you hadn’t known if you were actually safe or in even more danger than before. At least Kaz wasn’t torturing you outright– that was a start, wasn’t it? You didn’t trust him in the slightest at first, nor him with you. It took months of slow, apprehensive acceptance for that to happen.

It took longer for hesitant acquaintanceship to turn into friendship, and for friendship to turn to something more. Something like happiness. Something like the pure contentment of knowing that there is one person out there who would burn the whole world down if you were ever hurt. Nikolai mourned you for an appropriate time, but if the roles were reversed and you were in Ketterdam when you were kidnapped, Kaz would never accept your loss.

He’s all but told you this himself. There was one instance in your first six months of being in the Barrel when another Grisha hunter decided you would make decent prey. You were only an hour later than expected, but ten men were killed and a pleasure house burnt to the ground by the time Kaz got you back. You never feared getting taken again. You think he’s quite proud of that, even if he’ll never admit it to a living soul. Only the dead tell no tales.

So the Barrel is your home, so bloody kruge becomes your daily bread and butter. You wouldn’t want any other life. There is always the fear that you would someday lose that confidence, but you swore that time was over. Apparently not, though.

All that time spent learning to live again, and you still wake up in cold sweats, half sure that you’re back in your birth country and no better off than when you started. Kaz doesn’t deserve that. Your guilty conscience makes you want to beg his forgiveness, so you slip out of your room and up the stairs to his office without a second thought.

You know better than to think that Kaz Brekker would be asleep a few hours past dawn. You’re not entirely sure that he ever sleeps at all. It wouldn’t surprise you if he found a way to optimize his waking hours such that he never needed to close his eyes. Being able to capitalize on the time everyone else spent sleeping would certainly give him a leg up in the race of the Barrel rats.

Sometimes, when he’s feeling charitable, Kaz lets you heal him just a little bit, not the sort of injury reduction associated with broken bones but that of eliminating exhaustion. You’ve learned how to use your gifts without touching skin. Maybe that’s why he wanted your skills on his side in the first place, just in case.

The door creaks slightly when you come in. It is well within Kaz’s powers to oil the dratted thing, but you think he likes the sound. It serves as a warning of an intruder if he needs one, a reminder that he is no longer alone. It tells him that you are here now, and he looks up from his seat at his desk. The only sign that these aren’t normal working hours for anyone else is the slight dishevelment of his appearance, dark hair falling haphazardly over his eyes from being frustratedly pushed out of the way one too many times, his clothes rumpled and jacket removed.

“Couldn’t sleep?” He asks.

“Could you?” You return.

Kaz rolls his eyes. “I don’t need sleep.”

“Of course you do,” you say matter-of-factly, “You’re still human, Kaz, despite your best efforts to turn yourself into a machine.”

“I think it would be less productive to be a machine,” Kaz muses as he considers the stacks of ledgers before him, “think of the rust. Also, I don’t trust any gadget not to break down when you need it most.”

You snort, closing the door behind you and walking to the window behind his desk. “Machines aren’t the only ones breaking down all the time. People do that too.”

Your voice trails off on your last sentence, and Kaz cuts off his stare with his ledgers, turning his chair to face you. When he speaks again, his tone is gentle. It would surprise anyone but you.

“You’ve had another nightmare about Ravka again, haven’t you?”

You deliberate over your words, opting instead to perch on Kaz’s window seat and draw your legs up to your chest. He already knows the answer, anyway. “Yes,” you reply at last.

Kaz nods once. “It’s not real. The dream.”

You laugh bitterly. “I know that. I just hate the way I keep thinking about that place. It makes me feel weak.”

Kaz frowns. “You’re not weak. If you were, I never would have hired you.”

You can’t stop a faint grin from flitting across your face. “So romantic, Kaz.”

“Isn’t it?” He asks.

You glance at him over your shoulder and register genuine bewilderment on your face. To Kaz, you suppose, that is the height of romance after all. A true validation of your worth, a promise that you are enough.

It makes you smile. “You’re right,” you decide, “it is. It’s good to know my position is safe.”

“You’re safe,” Kaz repeats. He stands, walking over to the window. He doesn’t lean against you, but you can feel the exhale of his breath on your shoulder, the ghost of the touch you will never force him to give. “I will make sure of it.”

The two of you stare out the window at the rising sun. A new dawn is coming, bringing with it a new day, new surprises. Some of those surprises, as it turns out, will be far more shocking than you could have ever envisioned.

You’d like to say that you recovered from your nightmare pretty quickly after that, and you did collect your wits, but the jittery feeling stays with you well into the evening. You decide to stop by the Crow Club once dusk sets in, both as a favor to Kaz and for yourself. Once you do your usual perusal of tables, only having to point out one particularly gifted cheater to the guards, you allow yourself to drift over to the bar and order your favorite drink.

You see Jesper briefly in between rounds of Makker’s Wheel and talk idly for a few moments before he drifts off again. The Crow Club, albeit one of the fastest places in Kerch for money to leave your pockets, still feels like home to you. The rowdy hubbub, the dim lights, all of it is yours and has been for some time now. The Barrel is not safe, but this is Kaz’s place, and that means you never feel threatened so long as you’re within its walls.

Maybe that’s why you don’t register the new presence until it’s too late to run. The thought that the young man standing before you could ever be here at all is utterly bewildering. This is the Barrel, this is your mess of dingy canals and hopeless cases. What reason could Nikolai Lantsov possibly have to bring him down these parts?

You blink and he’s standing there staring at you like he’s seen a ghost. All the cockiness drains from his step as his jaw unapologetically drops. It is loud in here, but you swear the volume drops just long enough for you to hear him with perfect accuracy as Nikolai whispers:

“Y/N?”

He says it like a prayer delivered by a dying man, every syllable infused with impossible hope. You don’t respond, but something in your expression must confirm his question anyway. Either that or your face has changed so little in the five years since you saw him last that Nikolai can recognize you anyway, even in the smoke-filled haven of the Crow Club.

He draws forward by impulse, steps quickening the closer he gets to you. In all honesty, you have no idea what he is about to do, nor how you would respond, so you find yourself unquestionably grateful when Kaz emerges out of nowhere to stand in between you and Ravka’s younger prince.

Nikolai pulls up short to avoid running into him. “Who,” Kaz says, voice low but cold as a blade, “are you?”

Nikolai’s gaze darts past Kaz to lock squarely on you. You find yourself answering in his stead. “This is Nikolai.”

You can’t see Kaz’s expression from this angle, but you can imagine the way his eyes must narrow anyway. “Nikolai from Ravka?”

“The very one,” Nikolai replies, a touch of that same bravado in his tone you remembered so well.

Kaz scoffs. “Impossible. How’d you cross the Shadow Fold, then, prince?”

Nikolai gestures to himself, and only now once the initial shock of seeing him is starting to fade away do you realize how absurdly he’s dressed. “I left Ravka when I thought Y/N died. I go by a different name now. Sturmhond.”

You laugh in spite of yourself, a high sound bordering almost on fright. “You became a pirate?”

“Privateer,” he corrects, and judging by the quick answer you’re guessing it’s the same knee-jerk response he gives to everybody.

Kaz shifts slightly, allowing you to see the glare he’s not bothering to hide. “And what are you doing in my city, privateer?”

Nikolai swallows hard. “I heard a rumor about a Healer. A Healer whose hands glowed when she saved someone’s life. I had to know.”

Kaz looks like he wants to physically cut the source of this information out of Nikolai’s throat, but you beat him to it. “Why would you care now? You never tried to find me.”

Nikolai’s eyes flash. “I tried every day until I heard you were dead. I mourned for months.”

“Heard,” Kaz comments, “you never found a body?”

“Obviously not,” Nikolai says, glancing towards you again, “Why didn’t you come back to Ravka, Y/N? Why didn’t you try to find me? I missed you. I loved you. I still do.” He holds out a hand to you. “My ship leaves in one week’s time. Come home with me.”

You find yourself flinching back. Since your first days on the shores of Ketterdam, you’ve long since learned to disguise any sign of weakness, but Kaz knows you well enough to look for signs of trouble in even your slightest of expressions.

The small catch of your breath now tells him all he needs to know regarding Nikolai’s offer. Kaz’s hands curl around his cane, causing the black leather to crease like skin. “Y/N is safe here, Lantosov. She doesn’t need your war-torn country.”

Nikolai’s brow furrows. “Who are you to speak for her?”

“I’m the one who actually saved her instead of giving up,” Kaz says simply, “I’m the one who gave her a home.”

Nikolai’s eyes flit to you again, and you nod. “I loved you, Nikolai, it’s true, but I moved on when you did. Ketterdam is where I belong. My time in Ravka is over.”

You see Kaz straighten up imperceptibly by your side. From the way he’d spoken to Nikolai, you hadn’t thought he harbored a shred of uncertainty regarding where you would want to go, but it appears that his worst fears were assuaged by you asserting that you wanted to stay with him.

Nikolai swallows hard. “I won’t blame you for wanting to come home.” Only myself, you can sense him mentally adding on. It is a shame that time has not robbed you of the ability to tell what he’s thinking.

“I already am home, Nikolai.” You tell him.

He nods and leaves without another word. You watch him go, and he does not look back. Nikolai has had quite a long time to mourn your absence. Tonight may have set him back a little bit, but you have no doubt that he will recover just as he did before.

“Thank you for staying,” Kaz murmurs when Nikolai disappears from the club.

“Thank you for fighting to keep me here,” you whisper back.

Kaz’s eyes are sharp when they meet yours. “I will always fight for you.”

That, you think, is the difference between him and Nikolai in the end. Nikolai will carry your memory with him wherever he goes, but Kaz would never allow someone to take you from him in the first place. He would go to war to keep you safe. In a way, you think he already has.

You have the perfect view of Fifth Harbor from Kaz’s office window. You wonder if he planned it that way, so he could see both who was entering his life and who was leaving it. The two of you stand and watch Nikolai’s ship leave for Ravka once more. You wondered if it would hurt to see a ticket back to your place of birth evaporate from between your fingers, but it doesn’t. It’s just like you told Nikolai, isn’t it? You are already home. There is no need to leave.

requested by @zaypay, i hope you enjoy!

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booksandpaperss · 1 year

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My impression of the difference between Will and Mike fans on this tag, as a certified huge fan of both:

Will fans: JSJHSHSHA im SO excited for main character Will next season I CRAVE any CRUMBS of Will content!! …but I’m also trying to reconcile with the fact that main character Will means he’s gonna suffer even MORE next season before he gets his happy ending bc in this show screentime = suffering… fuck 😭

Mike fans: bro if Michael Wheeler does not have the absolute WORST time of his LIFE next season then I don’t want it. if he doesn’t reach his all time lowest point mentally then I don’t want it. he’s gotten too comfortable in terms of the supernatural department I need him to SOB. he needs to lose all hope. he needs to be confronted with his worst fears coming true. preferably he’d get kidnapped. If he has screentime but he’s not suffering then what even is the POINT. I’d literally pay money to put him in a blender on high speed 😌

#I’m in this photo btw #this is literally just a huge self callout #it’s so funny tho like seeing Will suffering hurts me deep in my core but I love Mike just as much and if #i DONT see him suffer severely then idk what I’ll even DO #byler #will byers #mike wheeler #byler tumblr #elli talks byler

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caram3lla · 2 months

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I just couldnt merge the two series so I made separate ones. To be fair, I haven’t really read 4koa so my opinion may be misguided but whatever (and I also haven’t watched 7ds in a while also, so…) PLEASE hear me out anyway😭🙏

I don’t have much to say about favorite character, I’m literally in love with Howzer and I’ve never loved a character as much as him. for Chion, he’s just an asshole and that’s enough for me. He has a lot of potential as a character and I’m really excited for him in the series, I would not be his friend IRL though because he would literally be the worst person to be around. And you know what, everyone can hate him but I will always appreciate him😚💖Gilthunder, Diane and Donny are runner ups for fav character!

To be honest, I don’t TOTALLY dislike Ban but…idk. I don’t like him very much, but not only for the very obvious Elaine related reasons. Something he did at the beginning of 7ds kinda stuck with me, when he tried to kill Meliodas to get Elaine back. I guess it’s supposed to be, like, heartbreaking that he wants his woman back so bad he’d kill his best friend???? Mid battle???? Like girl this is not about you rn😭 Idk if my friend tried to kill me to get her boyfriend back, I think I’d have to kill her idk that’s just me😭 and I’m really sorry to the Ban fans because I know he’s a good character and I get that he becomes a better friend later, that scene just stuck with me though

I feel like this might not be a super unpopular opinion but I didn’t really like Escanor at first. Ig I just didn’t really care about him. I like his night time self, he’s very sweet and dorky. The thing I like about SUPER confident and cocky characters is them getting taken down a notch, which he was, twice, so it’s fine. For Tristan, I’m so sorry but I really didn’t care for him at all😭 Before I read most of the scenes with him in it, I thought he was SOOOO bland and boring. Like, he was just nice, and loved, and that’s it. He seems like a character that thinks everything is his fault, which isnt a problem with him or his character, I just don’t really like characters like that. I like that he looks more like Elizabeth, I think that’s nice. Anyway I like him now and I think he’s more complex than I thought before!

I dislike Guinevere for the obvious reasons that everyone hates her for so I don’t have much to say😭I guess to cover the least favorite ship category, I don’t like her and Lancelot together and that one scene was super weird. I like her design tbh, she’s super cute, but yeah…

I honestly don’t dislike Veronica, I just like her design more than her herself😭She’s super caring and sweet, and loyal, just very abrasive sometimes. When she interacts with people and her family especially, you can tell that she really cares, even if she’s kinda mean. Anyway I love da bob and her dress, it’s very cute😌 on the flip side, I like Tioreh herself WAY more than her design. I honestly cannot pin down what I don’t like about her design, I just really really don’t like it😭 I’m sorryyyyyy

For the fav ships, I don’t have too much explaining to do (I’m gonna keep saying that and I’m lying every single time). For Gilthunder x Howzer, I just really love the friends to lovers trope. Although a One-sided! Howzer x Gilthunder is probably more realistic. Anyway I love their friendship as it is :) To be honest I never liked rivals to lovers until this Chion x Donny phase I have going on right now, I have no explanation for this I just think they’re cute.

Elizabeth is super sweet, and honestly I don’t mind her voice, she is such a caring friend. Jade is just like, the most normal character I think ever so I would be his friends irl, probably😭

I would NOT be friends with Gowther, I feel like he would expose me so often, and like, one of my biggest fears is that someone is reading my mind, so he’s literally my nightmare, and I don’t wanna know him😭

Anyway I’m done yapping now, thank you for reading this if your at this point lol

#nanatsu no taizai #seven deadly sins #four knights of the apocalypse #4koa #sds elizabeth #4kota chion #ban nnt

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thepaintedlady00 · 2 years

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i don't see many enemies to lovers or i hate everyone but you fics about morpheus here, so that's all I'm asking 😌✨

Enemies to lovers with Dream is literally just so good 😍 SO I decided to make this Reader a goddess/immortal being that is basically Dreams opposite. While his whole function is to inspire and create hers is to make humans doubt themselves and their work. So like hindrance, distractions and discouragement that kinda thing. In this fic I'll be usuing Daunt as the name (it means make someone feel intimidated or apprehensive) But for a bit Dream will refer to her as Burden. I hope y'all enjoy!

Burden

Chapter 1: Ask

Daunt Collage | Part 2

You watched the mortals through their dreams, not all of them of course, that was far beyond your function. You watched the writers, artists, performers anyone that strived to create you saw. Their dreams were always so bright and full of wonder and magic, dreams of all that they wished to create in their waking hours, that is until you arrived. It was simple enough to put a damper on things. You'd bring storm clouds and make walls to separate them from their inspiration, you'd fill their head with doubting voices and memories of failure and they would do the rest.

It wasn't a job you particularly enjoyed, but it was yours nonetheless. The worst part wasn't even a part of your official job description, but it was something... someone that showed up more often than not. You could feel him before you saw him, but you refused to turn and look. "Dream."

"Burden."

You bristled at his simplistic nickname for you and turned to send him a cold glare. "What do you want?"

He met your gaze with a powerful look of his own. "I want you to leave my dreamers alone."

"Well then, it gives me great pleasure to tell you to fuck off." You offer him a fake smile. "I'm doing my job."

"Your job makes mine unnecessarily difficult." He sneered stepping beside you to look out at his precious dreamer begging the wall to disappear between him and his ideas. "And causes distress to the humans."

"Distress is one of my many names."

Dream huffed. "Daunt. Distress. Discourage. Burden." You turned to him with a growl. "Your purpose means little in the presence of an Endless."

You mocked him with a halfhearted bow. "Go on then, Prince of Stories, save your dreamer from my evil clutches."

Whether he did so or not mattered little to you as you turned from him and moved onto the next and the next and the next. The call of those inspired voices leading you forward until you left none but frustrated cries of discourse behind you. If the Dream Lord wanted for you to be a burden then you would see his wish granted.

Everyone that the Dream Lord granted his favor met the full brunt of your power. You caused them to lose inspiration more times than you could even count over and over and over again until at last Dream sought you out in your own realm. It was nothing more than a dark forest of changing trees and ever growing mist. It held no life within it, no joyful cheers or grand creatures of wonder and awe, nothing but you. There was no gate to greet him, no royal envoy to show him the path, there was nothing but the feared darkness of the rugged path leading forward.

When he did finally find you in your modest garden of wilting plants you did not sit on a throne or pull the illusion of this world from existence to reveal a grand palace. You merely looked at him with dark eyes and waved your hand. "Welcome, Dream Lord."

"This is where you live?"

If possible you eyes grew colder. "Is is not up to your kingly standards?"

Dream would never openly admit it, but in the moment he felt bad for you. He had his subjects while you it seemed had no one. He steeled himself to his purpose and you in turn steeled yourself to fight him. "You will leave those I have gifted alone."

You laughed, dryly. "Will I?"

"Yes." He took a step toward you, looking down at you with an unyielding will. "They have been granted my favor and I'll not have you interfere with that any longer."

To his surprise you tilted your head slightly, a nod. "Very well. I'll stop targeting your special little projects, but this doesn't mean I won't do my duty. If their voice calls me, I shall do what I am meant to."

Dream clenched his jaw and tightened his hands at his sides. "Why must you be such a Burden?"

Unlike the previous times he'd called you such, this time a fire lit in your eyes. "Do you think I asked for this? Do you think I enjoy bringing people this feeling?" You demanded coldly. "I am what I am, not by choice or out of pleasure but simply because it is the role that was given me by whatever fucking powers that made me. If I could trade places with you and inspire the minds of men I would..." You sighed, regaining the lost composure. "You've gotten what you came for. Now go."

"Bur-" He stopped himself. "Daunt."

You paused, looking up at him with a vulnerable look, something he'd never seen from you. You were always so closed off and cold, much like he was. The moment didn't last long, before cold frost glossed over your eyes again. "Leave."

Dream took a step forward, intent to follow after you, but thick roots wound around his legs and body and pulled him away into the dark misty forest. When he was released from their hold he was on the black beaches of his realm again, looking out at the now setting sun. The pain in your voice, the look in your eyes, haunted him as he stood on the edge of The Dreaming.

#dream of the endless x reader #dream of the endless x you #dream of the endless x y/n #dream of the endless x immortal reader #dream of the endless x goddess reader #morpheus x you #morpheus x reader #morpheus x y/n #Daunt

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leemillion · 9 months

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CALLING ALL PRESTON GOODPLAY LOVERS (aka me)

IM MAKING A PLAYLIST

FOR THE ONE AN ONLY 😌

AND I NEED SONGS THAT REMIND YOU OF HIM. WHETHER THAT BE DIFFERENT STAGES OF HIS LIFE (canon or headcanon) OR YKNOW JUST WHATEVER GIVES YOU THE ✨VIBES✨

I’D LOVE SOME OUTSIDE OPINIONS ON THIS

HERE’S THE SONGS I ALREADY HAVE IN ORDER:

Introduction to the Snow - Miracle Musical (gives me the ✨vibes✨)

Look Who’s Inside Again - Bo Burnham (Think it would describe his childhood. At least a part of it)

Am I Supposed To Apologize? - Maria Mena (It’s %90 percent here because of a few short lyrics that would imply him discovering his love of theater. The other %10 is because I have a headcanon he’s a child of divorce parents.)

My Play - AJR (C’mon man it seems pretty self explanatory if you’ve listened to it. Plus it adds onto the divorced parents theory)

The Main Character - Will Wood (It’s literally him. C’mon man. The vibes. Also you cannot tell me he wouldn’t be a huge Will Wood fan.)

Hard to Be the Bard - Something Rotten! (He’s a writer✨ An artist✨ It can’t possibly be easy 😔)

Soldier, Poet, King - The Oh Hellos (Now this one is more the Performance Trio as a whole but still. Preston is the poet, obviously 😌 while Nerris is the soldier and Harrison is the ruler.)

I/Me/Myself - Will Wood (Because he's just so ✨gender✨ Plus if you headcanon him as gender-fluid it makes this even better.)

Oh No! - Marina & The Diamonds (A desire to succeed. To make it big in this world. He knows what he wants and he won’t stop at nothing to get it. He definitely has a fear of failure. And who’s to say he doesn’t feel like he’s the worst? He already acts like he’s the best. Who’s to say that’s not a cover up?)

Everybody Loves Me - OneRepublic (Consider this the beginning of Preston Goodplay’s Good Play. He finally has a performance piece that people seem to like. He’s finally getting the love and attention he so deserves 😌 But at what cost?)

Non-Stop - Hamilton (Turns out his new performance is the only thing people seem to want. So why not just keep writing up new ideas for it? Sure he’ll eventually run out. But right now’s not eventually! He’ll just have to keep coming up with new ideas for it! Thing is it’s getting a lot more stressful than he intended.)

Left Brain, Right Brain - Bo Burnham (Oh Y’know just that one scene where he’s arguing with his own fucking reflection. Unsure whether he should sell out and give the people what they want, or follow what he wants with the risk that no one would like it.)

Show & Tell - Melanie Martínez (Ok this is getting ridiculous. They’ve started showing up to his practices and commenting on HIS writing process. It’s overwhelming. But what can he do about it? They’re his target audience. Well his only audience but still-)

Everyone is Dumb - Mazie x Everybody Likes You - Lemon Demon (Seems self explanatory. Everyone actually pays attention to him now. They’re excited for his performances. Everyone likes him. But they’re also stupid. It’s a stupidly simple performance that’s virtually the same every time. Yet they never get tired of it. Yes they like him, but is it worth it if this is the reason they like him.)

Shine A Light (Reprise) - Heathers (Oh y’know just the silly little nightmare he has :,D And then the hallucinations of his own reflection laughing at him. Plus him pulling out that prop knife uh- was he just being dramatic or??? Like he did have a bit of a psychotic break, man’s was hallucinating. How do we know he didn’t think the knife was real? Like was he actually trying to- y’know? Seriously is he ok-??)

Are You Satisfied - Marina & The Diamonds (He talks to David for a bit. And something’s called to question. Is he satisfied with this? He’s worried about his future yes, but then again what’s the point of making art if he doesn’t actually like it himself. It’s pointless. And he realizes no one else should get a say in what he wants to create. It’s his problem. No one else’s.)

Drama Club - Melanie Martinez (Honestly just doesn’t give a shit about anyone’s opinions anymore and that’s kind of a good thing. Even if they hate it. “Any reaction, positive or negative, is still a reaction :D” As tomatoes are pelted towards him. Honestly a healthier mentality than he had before. And I think that’s the end of the Preston Goodplay’s Good Play section of the playlist!)

Recess - Melanie Martinez (I’m here for Preston’s grandmother raising him and teaching him everything she knows 🗣️🗣️🗣️ Stg every lyric fucking fits. Also I think this could apply to his new mentality of “Fuck you it’s my art not yours I do what I want.” A nice little summary to the fiasco that is Preston Goodplay’s Good play.)

Mirror Man - Jack Stauber’s Opal (Mostly just gives me Preston vibes. His desire to become famous and what not.)

Art Is Dead - Bo Burnham (Vibesss man. “I am an artist, please god forgive me. I am an artist, please don't revere me. I am an artist, please don't respect me I am an artist, you're free to correct me. A self-centered artist. Self-obsessed artist. I am an artist. I am an artist. But I'm just a kid. I'm just a kid. I'm just a kid, kid. And maybe I'II grow out of it”)

Finale (Can’t Wait To See What You Do Next) - AJR (Honestly just thought it’d be cool to have the last song in the playlist be called Finale 💀 But I think it’s a nice little summary of his character. A final bow if you will 😌)

Anyways that’s about it. If anyone else has suggestions or input on the songs already here feel free to! Hell if you happen to disagree with anything feel free to. I love discussions about things I like :D Also feel free to suggest songs that you think I should add 😌 Gonna go pass out now baiiii

#preston goodplay #camp camp preston #cc preston #cc preston goodplay #Camp camp #camp camp headcanons #theater kid #i fucking kin this mf wtf #Tw implied sewerslide #Preston Goodplay’s Good Play #Playlist #character playlist #Precious theater boy✨#Gonna go pass out now brb #i’m going insane

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uttsuo · 6 months

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"Oruburu, butterflies worst nightmare"

(For those wondering, this lil man isn't Usopp but it's a sanuso fanchild I decided to do a while ago after I had seen a post about how beautiful a Sanuso fankid would be and wanting to try myself at it 👀 it's my 2nd art of him, my 1st being his ref 😌)

I've put some anecdotes about him+bits of his story after the cut so that ppl that might be interested by him can check out 🥹👉👈

Anecdotes:

his name is Oruburu which is just the literal translation of "all blue"

even though one of his dads is one of the best cook ever, he's pretty bad at cooking himself (it never stopped him from learning about it with Sanji at his side though)

Usopp often teaches him to draw and be creative in general which helps Oruburu express his feelings a bit better!

He's extremely fond of bugs, owls and plants!

He often tries his hardest to succeed at everything he does and easily gives up when he's unable to perfect something on the first try

Oruburu is really sensitive to everything and often shuts down when he's overwhelmed with thoughts and feelings

He also happens to have a strong sense of justice

He's quite the loner but not because he's bullied of anything, only due to him not feeling able to connect/relate to anyone else

He's really clumsy and cannot walk straight to save himself

He could talk about owls for hours and not get tired (but his mother sure is tired after having to hear the process of an owl regurgitating a pellet at each dinner they're having)

Oruburu is extremely hyperactive and often doesn't know what to do with his two hands other than draw and spread chaos around the bugs kingdom with them

He has his own den den mushi that's only contacted by the mugiwaras just to let him know that they're almost at port and to come greet them there!

His favorite mugiwara are Franky, Brook and Jinbei (Jinbei is only his favorite for hugs though-)

Backstory:

It all started with Usopp and Sanji wanting a child of their own;

The more time passed the worse their baby fever was becoming and so they decided that they'd just go for a child;

They already had ideas on how to go at it and just decided that Sanji would seek an agreeing surrogate mother that resembled Usopp so that the kid could look like the both of them even tho he would only be blood related to Sanji;

After finding an agreeing woman named "Zeeha" that fitted the profile perfectly, "Oruburu Vinsmoke" was born.

Oruburu grew up living inside of his native village with only his surrogate mother as sadly Usopp and Sanji had decided that the pirate's life was still way too dangerous for him to embark in;

To make up for it, whenever they could the mugiwaras would visit Zeeha and Oruburu to spend a whole day/week with them before going back on another adventure;

Because of it, while growing up Oruburu would often get mad about his dads "abandoning him";

He'd throw tantrums and would scream at the top of his small lungs for his dads to stay as they both felt horrible but had no other choice but to leave him for another day, month or even maybe year.

(Usopp often feels tons of remorse about it as he knows how it feels to know your dad is out here but that you just can't see him)

Because of his fear of abandonment, Oruburu was staring to grow bitter and mean at both his parents, to the point where he one day had a meltdown during a dinner and screamed at them that when he'd grow up he'd join the marines just so that at least he could see his dads more often since he'd spend his time chasing them.

That day chaos erupted around the dinner table as all the mugiwaras started to choke on their own food out of surprise and Sanji proceeded to lightly kick some sense back into his son.

That burst of hatred wasn't normal with Oruburu as he usually was really kind, so it came as a surprise to them to hear him say such a thing but they also couldn't ignore the fact that the boy probably felt abandoned and scared without his parents;

And both Usopp and Sanji felt horrible about it.

Oruburu had taken a duty of providing everything to his mother at such a young age just because he didn't wanted his own mom to be alone like him and that duty had started to weight heavily onto his small heart and shoulders.

After Oruburu fled the dinner table that night Luffy came to see him, the boy was angry and sad but he confessed that he often had a reoccurring nightmare of seeing the mugiwaras go back on their ship and die during an adventure but that in the nightmare he'd know nothing about it and would keep on hopelessly waiting for them to come back until the end of time.

Luffy reassured him in his "Luffy way"..

Saying that if they were about to die/be executed, Oruburu would hear about it everywhere, hell! It probably would even be broadcasted around the world!

That just made Oruburu cry.. So Luffy decided to make a promise to the boy as to give him some hope back (and mainly for him not to join the marines) Luffy's promise was that if Oruburu were to ever beat him in a fight he'd be free to join his crew, alongside his parents!

The boy instantly lit up and agreed, promising that he'd grow strong and would one day defeat Luffy!

This promise started a long tradition casually named "Oruburu getting his butt kicked o'clock";

Where each time the crew came back to visit Oruburu, this one would rush in a straight line to fight Luffy, both of them with a bright smile on their faces while getting ready to knock out one another;

But also the Luffy mainly being happy as he knew he had managed to give some hope back to what was once a scared boy.

That's it for now 👀

It was long as hell but if you checked all of it I cannot express how grateful I am that you took your time to read my dumb lil ideas and story, thank you! 🥹💕

#I plan to draw him way more in the future 👀#Oruburu #op oc #one piece oc #Should I tag sanuso??#Meh I will 😌#sanuso #usosan #Uttsuo's art

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sw1mmingfoolz · 2 years

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A SLIGHTLY DISJOINTED LIST OF WRITING TIPS

hey peeps 😌 a whole zero people asked or showed interest and true to my style I'm posting anyway lmao :) this is a collection of writing tips I remind myself of all the time! some are from online (mostly reddit), some are from writing workshops and classes i've taken, some are just commonly traded around by famous writers and some come from my own experience! i've been writing for 15 years, since i was a literal child, and i think it's safe to say i've learned a lot since i wrote 15 pages of what i was absolutely sure would be my debut novel "The Ratticator" when i was, like, 6. so i think ik what i'm talking about 😎 without further ado, here is the list!! it isn't very organised, for which i do apologize :')

If you have writer’s block, change your document font to Comic Sans. No idea why this works, but it’s a known tip and it really does!

DO NOT edit as you go. If you just can’t seem to stop yourself, set your document to Wingdings. This is especially helpful in your first draft. I personally call my first draft document WORST VERSION JUST PURE GARBAGE or some variation to take the pressure off.

Treat all writing as practice. It’s better to write pages and pages of pure garbage than to be too paralysed by fear of failure and not write at all as a result. At least with garbage you can edit it, see what issues you have with your writing, etc.

If you struggle with editing, try writing everything longhand on paper or printing out a particularly hard chapter (double spaced so you can annotate it) and rewrite it. Also, run your work through text-to-speech to catch typos or little errors you might otherwise overlook!

Google “filter words and how to avoid them”, especially if you write in first person. Focus on showing and not telling, and be wary of using too many adverbs (I’m so guilty of this) and verbs after dialogue. Also avoid epithets! By all means necessary! For example; “the short haired man”, “the brunette”, “the [job title]”. These are common in fanfiction but do not sound good or flow well. They’re often used by novice writers. (I’m guilty of this too! Again, these kinds of things take practice).

If you’re struggling to plot, it can help to write “draft zero”, in which you write out chapters in the least words possible without needing it to sound good. This can give you a skeleton to fill out. You also don’t have to write chronologically; write the fun scenes first or whatever scenes you already have in your head out and build around those!

Speak your dialogue out loud. If it doesn’t flow well, it doesn’t read well either.

Similarly, come back to a chapter / work after a minimum of a day has passed. Looking at it with fresh eyes after a break away can help immensely with weeding out awkward parts, errors or parts you’d like to change.

“Said” is not a bad word; don’t go to insane lengths to avoid it!

Not every piece of dialogue needs a tag; trying to add one to everything without having dialogue by itself makes writing clunky.

For both dialogue and inner monologue, have your characters miss the mark just slightly on what they're trying to say. In reality none of us express ourselves perfectly off the cuff, and you can even communicate a lot about a person through what they omit or avert or misread. (from u/frozenfountain on Reddit)

Usually when people talk, they’re not just talking. What facial expressions are they making? What are they doing with their bodies? Are they just ‘saying’ something or are they stuttering, shouting, or whispering (don’t go overboard with this kinda description, though). You also don’t always have to specify who is speaking; you can establish the people initially and, especially if they speak in distinct ways, it should be clear. Also, learn correct grammar for dialogue. A new speaker should be on a new line.

Vary sentence structure. This is probably the main cause of people feeling that their writing feels "off." A lot of people try to solve repetitive sentence structure with epithets or with unnecessary synonyms, but it only masks the problem, it doesn't solve it.

For example:

"What's going on?" said Bob.

"I don't know. Jill just stormed out of here," said Abigail.

"That's weird. She seemed fine this morning," said Bob.

"I think the stress is finally starting to get to her," said Abigail.

It's boring, right? How NOT to improve it:

"What's going on?" said Bob.

"I don't know. Jill just stormed out of here," said the blue-eyed woman.

"That's weird. She seemed fine this morning," pondered the older man.

"I think the stress is finally starting to get to her," surmised the greenette.

Instead maybe something like:

Bob looked around at the confused faces in the room. "What's going on?"

"I don't know," said Abigail, fidgeting with her necklace. "Jill just stormed out of here."

"That's weird. She seemed fine this morning."

Abigail shrugged. "I think the stress is finally getting to her."

The other problem I see: unless you understand what third person omniscient is and are using it intentionally, it's probably best to pick just one point of view per scene and stick to it. (u/DemyxDancer on Reddit)

Don’t focus on stuff your character wouldn’t just to fill a word count.

Try not to use the same word twice in a paragraph unless they’re connecting words or names/pronouns. At the same time, try not to overuse the thesaurus and use a million synonyms for something - find different ways to describe things.

Write as though there is no formatting available to you. Adding bold or caps or images or footnotes is cool, but the story should be understood exactly the same without them. This is also an accessibility consideration, since screen readers will miss this extra context if it’s purely visible.

Localised spell check! I use British spell check on Google Docs because I am British but sometimes accidentally use the American versions of words. This can also be immensely helpful if you’re writing dialects / a different form of English than what you’re used to.

Let go of perfectionism before it kills writing for you. Coraline took Neil Gaiman over a decade to write. Ursula K Le Guin banged out three Earthsea books in 4 years before taking a 12 year break between the third and fourth books in which she took a big interest in feminism and entirely changed the way she wrote female characters. Nothing is going to be perfect initially, and expecting it to be so dooms you before you can start.

Paragraphs!! Punctuation!! So many times I have clicked on a promising looking fanfiction but backed out because I couldn’t read it properly - commas, semicolons and hyphens (and em dashes!) are your friends :)

If possible, shut out everything else during a designated time period and just write. I know this isn’t possible for everyone but should you be able to set a window and have a schedule you’ll find writer’s block to hit you less!

Starting with a lot of exposition can be boring. Short, snappy first lines and/or coming right into the action at the beginning can help hook the reader better. Or alternatively, have a prologue if there’s important exposition that needs to be established at the start!

Writing is inherently hard, even for well established writers. Accepting that will help you more than you’d expect.

Read as much as you write, if not more! Reading makes writing a lot easier. A lot of writing is being inspired by other writers. NOT copying, or plagiarising, but drawing inspiration from them. For example (as we spoke about a couple of days ago), my lovely mutual Livvie @greenlivvie has a colder, more direct and more formal writing style as a lot of what she reads is nonfiction, whereas I read so many gooey romance webtoons and poetry anthologies that my style is extremely warm, probably too descriptive, and rather poetic.

Find the joy in writing! I know engagement is extremely important, especially in fanfiction, but if it’s your only drive you’re destined to burn out. You should write first and foremost for the love of writing. That’s not to say you shouldn’t want engagement, however, and that readers should not give it (PLEASE readers, learn that likes on Tumblr are absolutely useless compared to on other platforms and start reblogging, tagging, and commenting! Here are some relaged posts with creators expressing their frustrations (x) (x) (x) so you can understand WHY it matters so much to us. On AO3, comments mean the world!)

Bad writers tend to think they are amazing and infallible, while good writers tend to think they are terrible. It’s about not letting that self doubt stop you from creating entirely! Also, if possible, find someone to beta your work and give their concrit, especially if you find yourself hating your work but not knowing why.

“Abandon the idea that you are ever going to finish. Lose track of the 400 pages and write just one page for each day. It helps.” - John Steinbeck

Write through the eyes of the character, not the lens of a camera (for third person).

“No matter how worried you are about that chapter, no matter how badly you think you botched something, do not tell your readers this, and if you can't help it, put your notes/concerns at the end of the chapter. If you tell a reader at the beginning of a chapter "this chapter is not my best", they will read it in a different light than if you had said nothing at all. If you're looking for feedback on the chapter, put your notes at the end. Let the reader read the chapter "fresh". They'll form their own thoughts and opinions, and then only after that, they'll read your comments/concerns/questions and are more likely to respond to them candidly, rather than having the chapter flavoured by worry or doubt. Your work is good, don't tell people otherwise.” (from u/Panoramic_Vacuum on Reddit)

Don't write your scenes/chapters differently than you originally wanted just for the sake of ''censorship'' to be able to maybe target a larger/different audience! Always write stuff exactly the way you always imagine(d), no matter how dark, bloody, sexual, whatever it might be. A story that is deliberately ''pruned'' will never have the same significance an ''uncensored'' one has. And for characters, always remember the one tenet:

''It doesn't matter how small or unimportant a character might seem at first, they always should be interesting and compelling in their own right, not just be means for the purpose of another character.'' (from u/JokeyZockey on Reddit)

Always remember the five senses as you write

Note down ideas or lines you think of when you think of them. You will probably forget them otherwise. I am totally not talking from experience 😭

In writing fanfiction, you’re writing for free! No apologising for slow updates, no apologising for hiatuses, again Coraline took OVER A DECADE to be finished and published yet you feel bad for not pumping out work every day? Readers do not get to be entitled, they are consuming free content from you and that in itself is a privilege. Readers, please be mindful that we are regular ass people with school and work and other commitments, and also be mindful that if you do not interact with our work that’s only going to serve to motivate us even LESS.

Reward yourself! Wrote a chapter, or hit a word count goal, or finished a plot? Watch a film you like, or buy your favourite snack, or have a long ass bath with a bunch of shit from Lush that makes your house smell like a perfume shop for years afterwards. Rewarding ourselves pleases our primal little monkey brains and makes it a lot easier to get past writer’s block, knowing there’s something in it for us at the end.

AND FINALLY! Ignore everyone as much as you want to. You should be writing for fun, for yourself - hell if you wanna ignore these points that’s entirely your prerogative. People will tell you not to write certain tropes, or leave unnecessary criticism, or be demanding when they could totally just go write the fics themselves if they care that much. Write because you like to, and you will find your audience :)

i hope you could find even one tip in this list helpful! reblogging with your own tips is encouraged actually :) much love to my fellow writers, it's thankless sometimes and difficult basically all of the time but it's fun and i meet absolutely lovely people on here doing so 💞

#i feel i coulda included more but i didn't wanna ramble #a/n #reference #writing tips #writing advice #writeblr #writing inspiration #writers #writing community

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sapphic-woes · 1 year

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So i guess Sevika also needs a forehead kiss huh 😮‍💨

I really like the dynamic between her and Vander, and like always nice chapter. 🖤

AHJSLJKFL everybody is in pain and suffering and I'm cackling like an evil villain as I type on my lil keyboard 😌

But man I'm so glad to hear that Abt their dynamic. I really like the idea of Vander pulling a Batman and just adopting every stray kid he finds, and Sevika being the oldest of em all. I think the relationship is a lil diff from say, Vi and Jinx with Vander, but it's def still familial, and begrudgingly, she trusts him with all her worst secrets.

I like the idea of Sevika growing up too fast despite Vander trying to show her she can breathe and take it slow. Her hating her designation with a passion, so she tries to almost, make up for it by doing what she does. But you're too direct(?) of a conflict for her, and damn, messing up with you would make her darkest fears about herself come true, so she'd rather distance herself. But yk. Literally everyone is like "No Sevika that's actually the worst decision you could possibly make??"

#thank u for the ask♥️#bibi answers #🖤 anon #sevika x reader

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Some thoughts about life in the north

1. Your cigarette is burned away by the wind before you get 2 draws from it and that's why they smoke so many cigarettes. The cigarette huddles against the side of a building are tighter than a college football huddle when they are down by 14 in the third quarter

2. Cigarettes in Finland cost the same as cigarettes in tobacco country (Mid-Atlantic and southeast USA) and the machine to get the cigarettes is interesting. Tobacco can't be advertised so there is a machine with buttons numbered 1-50 or something and either the customer or the employee presses a button and the cigarettes have a little ride on a conveyor belt before falling onto the checkout lane. In America you walk into any grocery store or gas station and you are greeted with a floor to ceiling wall to wall display of tobacco and it's all like "smoothest cigarettes 😇" "cigarettes for WOMEN" "enjoy the refreshing menthol flavor as cold as Alaska" and the vape advertising is the worst of them all "addicted to cigrids? Try VAPING instead!"

3. No one expected the Americans and some wanted to ask questions about USA

4. Free unlimited help-yourself coffee, tea, and sparkling water at restaurants, cafes, and some gas stations

5. Sauna is majesty 😌 life in the swamps of hot southern USA prepared me emotionally mentally and physically for sauna.

6. There are sidewalks and people paths and you can actually walk or ride your bicycle to the shops without fear of a collision with a car. Sidewalk underpasses below bridges. Also some intense Norwegians bicycle up the fjord with their groceries in tow and I think that's beautiful. Roads are for cars and pedestrians have dedicated paths and everything is walkable. Don't Google "stroads" or you'll have nightmares.

7. The public transportation is perfect and this can't be argued because I live in a city of 100,000 people and there is No Public Transportation. In fact, my city had electric trams in the early 1900s. Car companies literally bribed the city to get rid of the trams to force people to buy cars. It's faster to walk on a road with no sidewalks than it is to take a bus because the bus routes are garbage. There are also bus pull-offs on the side of the highway to collect passengers which is safe for passengers and does not impede the flow of traffic

8. Lunch buffet with 1 or 2 protein options, salad, bread, butter. The tomato and cucumber and onion salad, so good. Potato salad, egg butter, everything has dill or cardamom. Buffets in America are huge piles of greasy slop with hundreds of options and no respectable person decides to go to the Golden Corral or Country Cookin for a meal. But all of the businessmen in Turku were at a lunch buffet on a Wednesday.

9. Can someone please explain why the clothes dryers collect water in a tray which you then have to empty lest your clothes never dry? Also the dryer temperature seems to be absolutely perfect for drying wool and synthetic clothes but cotton never dries. Clothes lines are simply not a thing in USA and clothes come out of the dryer hot, dry, and staticky even on the low heat setting

10. There are no stop signs! Simply Priority Roads! You don't have to stop at intersections if there are no oncoming cars and it makes life perfect in a manual car! Also scary because Who Has The Right Of Way (Confusion In Kirkenes). My vision is not marred and my optimism is not hindered by giant red octagonal STOP signs. Also, the speed bumps are correlated to the speed of the road. American speed bumps are literally anything that the road pavers decided to do and you may lose your transmission or break an axle if you aren't aware of the power of the speed bump.

11. Wasa Sandwich Crackers with a smear of Lurpak was the perfect hiking snack

12. I ain't never seen so many got dang berries in my entire life! Sure yes there are blueberries on the mountains here but not to the extent of Finland and Norway (perhaps Sweden but we did not visit Sweden). The berries are cold and wet and so sweet. Eventually I considered the lingonberry to be sweet as well. And the bog cranberries were a special treat. I did not try the Rowan berry because I'm a wimp. Bunchberry, heather, juniper, blueberry, lingonberry, cranberry, raspberry. I will forever miss them.

The blueberries that grow on the mountains here are big and hot and not at all refreshing like Nordic berries. Maybe farther north or at higher elevations the berries are better but the wild berries I have access to grow on south facing dry pine forests and pines provide little shade and are hot even in the winter. The berries go bad soon after ripening, or you can't get to them before the birds, and blackberries and raspberries are covered in thorns which makes them no fun to pick.

13. Speaking of berries, there are many Thai seasonal workers who pick the berries...

14. Drinking alcohol in public is legal. I liked to have a beer at the end of a hike or while fishing or at the kota grilling sausages.

15. The machines that collect your recycling and give you money in return!! I watched someone deposit so many beer cans he got back 30 euros.

16. Absolutely tragic that the museums did not have tshirts, only extremely cute trinkets that took my entire willpower to not purchase 1 of everything.

17. Luggage lockers at train stations and luggage can stay there for DAYS

18. A better train network than every state in the USA. A country of 5.5 million people has a better train network than the state I live in that has a population of 8 million. Also the treats in the treat car are really great. I have many thoughts about Amtrak and only some of them are good.

19. Underground parking

20. Dogs allowed in restaurants

21. Every toilet has a bidet and many stalls have a sink. Bathroom stalls are floor to ceiling walls for maximum privacy

22. The fabric hand towel machine and lack of overflowing trash cans full of paper towels and the accompanying empty paper towel dispenser

23. The cargo trucks are cute lmao and there is no other word to describe it

24. Rally lights on cars and trucks for nighttime driving safety

25. Everyone has a caravan and I guess it's a social rule to wave at every caravan you pass while driving

26. Norwegian fishing boats have regulations on size which makes them CUTE

27. The Norwegian fishermen we talked to said to not fish in the harbors because it's standing water, and it's dirty compared to moving seawater, but what they don't know is that harbors where we fish in here are much dirtier and people eat the fish they catch. Yes the harbor water in a village of 700 people is dirtier than the pristine arctic waters of the fjord but like... only barely dirty.

28. No sharks or snapping turtles to nibble on my sweet human flesh

29. Everyone knits. Knitting at a restaurant, knitting while waiting for the train, knitting at a customer service desk, knitting on the train. One Norwegian woman approached ME to talk about her knitting and she knew only a bit of English but we had a good conversation

30. An obvious aversion to mowed turf grass lawn

31. I just really love the fully tiled bathroom with a drain in the middle and the squeegee to push the water into the drain

32. Hot water is very hot

33. No plastic shopping bags. It is astounding

34. So very many milk, butter, cheese, sausage, and dried/cured meat choices at the grocery store

#norway #finland

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listen. being pregnant is literally my worst fear. like these genes are 100% not suited for passing on and being a pre-med student means i know female pelvises are wider so that the baby can fit through but then i saw a real like actual grown woman pelvis and it so small and now i get full body ick shivers every time i think about it. anyways, point is, for mafia!steve? i could be (read: def would be) convinced. id risk it all for that man and im so obsessed with that universe. and your writing

To be completely honest, the actual process of growing a baby inside of you and then the birthing part is scary as hell! There are so many details (about body fluids and ripping and risks) which are rarely mentioned. I myself would like to someday be pregnant, but at the same time I'm terrified and would rather not. So I absolutely understand you!

The things Steve would make us do for him, though 😌 right? That man is a danger to our sanity and self-preservation instinct.

#yiiiikesmish

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kae-karo · 1 year

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Fic Roundup 2022

my fave that i've written this year 😌

jan - our names were meant to have arrows drawn through (x) - klk spring break meet cute posted on the literal first day of the year lmao i remember being surprised this one got so little interaction for it being klk?

feb - bring me my coffin, please (x) - my first chennett fic!!! i really went 'ya i'll just write this and get it out of my system' and now i'm out here still writing chennett lmao

mar - my love is the killing kind (x) - chiluc assassin soulmate au where you can't kill ur soulmate >:} unironically this was such a fun au to write and i had a great time with it

apr - like you, like me (x) - sdlkfj chiluc again, very soft and a lil melancholy and inspired by the lovely @/eseninkit's art (on twt) that just gave me so many Emotions

may - dead line, live wire (x) - a klk wrong number and accidental meet cute au that stepped outside my usual klk dynamics - it's always fun to have aus where they haven't met before and see how things would turn out differently

jun - ragnvindr? i barely know her! (x) - another klk with a test of different dynamics for me, featuring darknight hero diluc and kaeya who actually (somehow) didn't know it was diluc lmao

jul - shadows amidst snowstorms (x) - albedo/fakebedo but instead of talking it out during their encounter, they fuck about it. this was probably the first time i really jumped into a hatefuck type of scenario!

aug - letters unsigned and unsent out of fear (x) - klk epistolary fic based on the letters they both kept during the hidden strife event! my first time trying my hand at a (mostly) epistolary fic

sept - that, surfeiting, the appetite may sicken and so die (x) - finally some zhongchi on this list lmao. another first, both somno and egg/ovipos, and i wasn't sure how ppl would like it? but i'm glad yall enjoyed lmao

oct - i don't bite (but i heard you might) (x) - bakutodo!!! finally!! not the first one i wrote after picking bnha back up, but definitely my fave so far. wolf!bkg and vamp!tdrk full of playful banter and a lil spice >:}

nov - do your worst (that's what you do best) (x) - panttore!! evil men being evil and sexy and kind of evil to each other too!!! i had a good time with this one and once again trying out some dynamics i don't often do lmao

dec - Kaeya and the Huge Bread (x) - i'm using this as dec since i published the final ch in dec lmao. chaeya author au my beloved!! i had unironically SO much fun writing this fic, both from the actual perspective of writing the chaeya (which is always fun but was especially fun with this particular dynamic) and writing the various commercial break ships that i might otherwise not have had the inspiration to write. i think this was up there as one of my fave fics to write like, maybe ever

honorable mentions & other stats below the cut 🙏

i posted 523k words over 46 different fics this year???? and two fandoms (bnha and genshin, welcome back bnha lmao)

my longest fic was 117k (bread! - x), the shortest was 678 words (too young to die - x)

i also wrote my first xiaother this year! your calming embrace is the first time i felt something real (x) back in june 😌

and!!! i got back into bnha again this year - rewatching the training camp arc is what actually finally inspired me to start writing for bnha again, and i wrote patched up in the dark (x)

i also wrote a fallen angel / risen demon bktd au that i had quite a fun time with from a worldbuilding perspective - closer to heaven than you'll ever know (x)

i also continued my (very slow) progress of making country music gay by writing and p.s. if this is kaeya... (x). perhaps i'll add another fic to that short list next year lmao

and!! i finally finished the time that we spent in arms and in longing series (x) inspired by my very first ever chaeya fic many moons ago, which remains one of my fave fics to this day

oh and speaking of series, i also concluded my chiluc sparks of hope built in the dark series (x) that started with the aphrodisiac'd diluc some time last year

and in other firsts, i finally did smth i had been meaning to do for ages - writing zhongkae! fleeting heart and home (please, let me be kind) (x) with any luck, i'll have inspiration to write them more next year too

and finally, in the world of bnha firsts, i wrote and posted some bakushin for the first time! speakeasy (x), where i got to play with the particularly interesting dynamic of "you should be addicted to shutting the fuck up" / "you wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid" 😌

and obviously there were many many more, i've only barely listed half of them here, but thank u to everyone who read and enjoyed these stories with me this year!! here's to many more to come 💜

#fic roundup 2022 #my fics #genshin #bnha

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I'm sooooo excited for one fell swoop!!! i loved loved loved the snippets! do you already know when you are going to post it?? also, could you give us a context about the story?

if you have more snippets i wouldn't complain yk

ahhhh! this makes me so excited! I'm also sosososo excited to finish and edit and share it!!! I always laugh thinking about this post where I shared pieces of the old draft for it (scroll to the bottom to read it on the reblog) and this specific thing I said back in 2019 makes me laugh:

it might not be for another decade but a girl would like to return to this idea! maybe!!! she’d have to rewrite the #yikesheavy one-shot first. but like. you never know..... i’ll hit y’all up again when i’m in my 30s.

well jokes on me because I turned 30 this year and have 70k of the first draft written now lmfao. #yikesheavy one-shot included. I have NO clue when I'll be posting it but not a single piece of it is going up on Ao3 or FF until the entire thing is finished and polished to perfection baby!!!! I will eventually post the first chapter of it on tumblr exclusively sometime in the next several months (yes even before I finish) but not until I throw a few more tens of thousands of words onto the 1st draft first 🤪🤪🤪

[context + a special lil treat under the cut! 😌]

I summarize the gist of the story fairly well in this answered ask from october, so it's just as I explain it there.

when the story starts we meet jasper, a 21-year-old freshly-relapsed addict who is sprinting towards rock bottom. this girl, alice, quite literally stumbles onto the scene. she's a rude little amnesiac and the most well-off homeless girl jasper's ever met (not that he has a lot to go off of). very quickly jasper finds himself stuck trying to keep this damn girl from getting herself killed while he barely wants to be alive himself. it oozes codependence! unhealthy relationships! and they make just! about! every! bad decision you can make in their positions! it's great honestly. they're having a horrible time but I'm having a fantastic time writing it and it's pretty much a super-long rewrite of the first twilight fic I ever wrote back in high school! 🤩

if we're lucky I'll be able to split my time between writing this fic and writing roots and hopefully at least one of them will be done and ready for posting by summertime!! no promises, but fingers crossed! 🤞🤞🤞

anyways here's a tiny snippet from chapter 8 since this ask just got me soooo excited to get some writing done this winter!!! enjoy!!!

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It was as he was rearranging Alice’s clothes on his arm when someone smacked him on the back of the shoulder. He stepped forward, dropping the clothes to the ground and ducking. Spinning quickly, he pulled his fists closer to his face, readying himself.

“Relax, fuck!” A man stood a few feet away, hands lifted in front of him in surrender. “I didn’t even hit you that hard.”

“Peter,” Jasper gasped, shocked to see his friend. “What are you doing here?”

“I could ask you the same thing, motherfucker,” usually Peter’s tone was good-natured but today it held a hint of ice. “You’ve been ignoring my calls all week.”

“My phone’s been off.” He glared, straightening himself back up. He felt a little embarrassed at reacting so severely to a clap on the back, but since getting back into town a few nights ago, he’d been especially anxious. “What are you doing here?”

“I saw your car outside. Why are you in Kohls? And,” he glanced around Jasper, his jaw going slightly slack. “Are those women’s clothes?”

“I’m shopping with a friend,” Jasper growled, turning his back to the white-blonde man and picking the clothes back up. “What do you want?”

“Just checking up on you, God,” he defended irritably. “You fell off the face of the fucking planet when you got fired from Paul’s. Forgive me for fearing the worst.”

Jasper glared down at the pile of clothes as he shuffled them back onto his arm. He hated that Peter—the only person who really knew him—would apparently just know how he’d react to news like that.

“I’m fine.” He lied.

“Then why’d Charlotte see you pulled into Maria’s driveway last Friday?”

Fuck.

“I thought you weren’t in contact with her anymore,” Peter accused, his voice low.

Jasper understood the man’s anger. Being caught seeing her again was a shameful thing. And knowing that Peter knew about it made him feel worse. The self-hatred that fell over him in that moment was almost suffocating.

“Those aren’t for her are they?” Peter asked, voice still hard as he stared at the clothes Jasper held.

He turned back around and shook his head. There was nothing more he could really say. He was embarrassed. “Are you going to lecture me?” He asked, finally looking his only real friend in the eye.

“Depends,” he folded his arms. “How high are you right now.”

“I’m not,” he muttered. He wasn’t going to admit the fact that he wished he were, because that was a given.

#one fell swoop

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alyjojo · 1 year

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January 🎆 2023 Monthly - Virgo

Whole of your energy: The Chariot

I don’t get the best energy off of you, more of a self interested one that doesn’t care much how anyone around them feels. BUT. I don’t know your story and what led to this point. Just something to keep in mind…not much empathy going on here. You are moving very quickly towards your goals, which seem to involve leaving everyone around you behind. Possibly traveling and literally leaving. You’re dissatisfied with cooperation, anyone else’s opinion, anyone else’s feelings. You’re just like bye.

What’s going on in January:

Judgement rev:

This shows no repeats, whatever you’ve been through, you won’t do it again, and you’ve probably said this in a way that’s crystal clear…maybe a little brash, rude, or cutting in communication, but your point has been made. This card can also shows you not having learned a lesson you’ve already been shown before, and that would be the repeat, you keep learning until you figure it out. Brash and hurtful communication, and maybe actions, are what that’s about. Rushing into this full steam ahead, and what’s done is done, but how you’re delivering that message may not be the most sensitive.

10 Cups:

This is pure joy and happiness, in regards to leaving someone/something. You’re happy about it, you could have waited for this moment for some time in fact. It may not necessarily be the worst thing (but can be that too), you could just be off traveling for work, school, better opportunities, some specific thing you’re very happy about. It’s the leaving that’s got other people feeling a way about it, which is just a burden on you.

10 Wands:

Others’ emotions bother you, you’ve got your own to deal with and they’re heavy enough, though more along the lines of anxiety and a lack of confidence. I don’t know why people are responding as hurt or negatively towards whatever you’re doing, but they are. It could be their emotions are heavy on your mind, you want to get this show on the road and they’re all…worried for you, fearful, thinking the worst, it’s killing your buzz you’re like STOP. Does not help your own anxiety that you’re trying to squash. Ok that makes sense. What I just got in my head was a soldier heading off to some other country to do their job, and everyone around them crying like they’re going to die and they’re like omfggg stop, I’m fine, I’ll be back. Like people are making you nervous by being nervous. Not necessarily that same situation, but that feeling. You’re ready 💯

The Moon:

Your own personal anxieties surround money, whether you’re going to be able to take care of yourself alone, whether you’ll make enough to cover bills or whatever you’ve got going on. It could be a financial opportunity you’re chasing in the first place and while you obviously hope that works out, you’re not sure and it’s the main fear that dominates your mind.

6 Wands:

Success! I love when this card shows up last, not like I had any doubts seeing The Chariot at the start. That card is one of pure willpower and ambition, there is nothing that could possibly stop you from getting where you’re going, except maybe God themself. So you’re leaving, probably literally, whether it’s travel or moving or whatever this is, you’re heading off in another direction away from friends, loved ones, people you care about. You could also have friends where you’re going, that’s here too. It’s also possible you’re not actually going yet but rather getting people to see where your own head is at, so you can all celebrate together instead of feeling…meh, sad, worried. You’d rather enjoy whatever is happening, being present, then sit in fear, worried about what isn’t. Preach it 🙌

Signs you may be dealing with:

Cancer, Pisces, Leo & Sagittarius

Oracles: ✨

23 Forgiveness 😌

It has been said forgiveness is the greatest gift we can give ourselves - forgiveness of others, but also forgiveness of self. We are the most critical and judgmental of ourselves. This inner critic does so much more harm than criticism that comes from others. Forgive yourself for trusting others and getting hurt, for not knowing, for not seeing, for not believing. You are human and you are growing and learning. Human perfection is rooted in imperfection. This card indicates the need for forgiveness in the situation asked about.

We enter into January as:

Pink From Pinkton 💗

“I am more than I think I am.”

Pink shows us the process of self-awareness. Are you trying to recapture a past moment that no longer fits? You may have outgrown something, and while it can be a challenge to admit it, being fully who you are is much more glorious than trying to fit yourself into the past. If you are presently upset or struggling with a difficult situation, it may be because you are trying to make something work when it simply can’t. You may be seeking to keep something far less than what you deserve. With self-awareness and discovery comes a new obligation, using your new knowledge. New ideas, projects & opportunities can only come if you stop blocking them.

What is to be learned in January: You’ve pulled two

Kelly the Green Dragon 🐉:

“The tempter is as guilty as the thief.”

When the need for something outweighs our desire to maintain integrity, we are out of balance. There are several factors to consider, first, are you being honest with yourself? Are you really giving everything you have to give in this situation, or are you just giving up? Are you expecting things to just come easily to you? Consider the motives behind greed, what has left you feeling cheated? Are you sure others let you down, or did you have a sense this was going to happen and ignored the signs? Have you mislead yourself? No matter where we are, we need friends. It could be time to cultivate some new friendships, things may be easier if you ask for help. Don’t be disappointed if it doesn’t come from where you want it to. Often, assistance comes from somewhere we least expect.

Grass 🌱:

“Your message to others is best expressed by being uniquely you.”

The time is right for you to move on from anything holding you back from full self-expression. You are being told to break away. Be different. Be unique. It is time to grow! It could be time to plan a change of scenery. Take a tour, go to a spa, get into shape, visit a foreign place, learn a new skill, depart from the mundane. Take the chance you’ve always wanted to. Most importantly, grow. This is an indication you also need to become more in touch with your spiritual side. You’ve strayed from your inner voice, Spirit invites you back. It is time for your personal growth.

Green may be a lucky color 💚

#virgo tarot reading #monthly reading #january 2023 #Virgo #tarot

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