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ivysangel · 19 hours
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I just read your post about not getting enough feedback and as someone who writes too, I know how much it sucks. Because of that, I write less than I used to. If it amounts to anything I think you're really good and I enjoy your drabbles ❤️
it means the world to me that you enjoy my writing beloved. this is us rn 🫂🫂. i hope you get hit by the writing bug soon. it is such a cathartic hobby <3
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ivysangel · 23 hours
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HI! I saw your post about people not leaving comments and I sympathize. Readers who do not write themselves have a hard time understanding what it means to pour energy into something and be met with silence. It looks like we’re in very different fandoms but I read your size difference short and it’s great! I love that you can do so much with a limited word count. You also got me interested in characters I don’t know anything about, so at least one person finds your work compelling beyond its fandom applications!
Anyway, I hope you keep writing and that you get many constructive comments!
my heart is so warm, rn!! i literally read this with the biggest smile on my face. this made my day. it always means the world to me when people from different fandoms enjoy my works because i know from personal experience that it can be difficult to really get into fanfic that doesn't center your fave characters. i'm so happy you enjoyed that little drabble of mine, and thank you for your kind words <3
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ivysangel · 23 hours
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your writing is so sweet! i love it so much
thank you my dear <33 i'm so glad you enjoy it
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ivysangel · 3 days
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Jason Todd has a raging size kink. He tries not to make it too obvious in public, tries to pretend that he doesn't notice how standing next to you really highlights just how large he really is. But it's always on his mind, always front and center, even when he doesn't want it to be.
He'll have a hand on your back as he ushers you through crowded parts of Gotham, trying not to think about how large his hands are and how one of them can cup an entire asscheek when he's fucking you.
He grabs things off of tall shelves at grocery stores when you can't reach them. Comes up behind you and picks them up with ease while he's pressed into you from behind. He's peering down at you, a soft grin on his face as he thinks about you on your knees, struggling to take him in your mouth.
When you're playing twister at a Wayne family function, and you end up falling on each other during a wrong move, he watches you break out into a fit of laughs while he turns red in the face. Not from embarrassment, he couldn't care less about that, but because the first thought that popped into his head as you were pinned under him was how much he wished you could stay there.
For a split second, an image is projected into his mind of you squirming beneath him as he puts all of his weight on you. All 200+ pounds keeping you firmly in place as he fucks you good and deep just how you like.
He's scrambling to get off of you now; a shade of crimson akin to the one he dons at night colors the visible parts of his body, and he clears his throat awkwardly as he helps you to your feet.
"In hindsight, he should've played with one of us," Dick says from the couch. He's gesturing toward you when he continues, "he's just too big in comparison. Throw's everything off."
Jason doesn't hear the second part. His ears start ringing the moment he's reminded that everyone else is aware of how big he is next to you, and he's very quickly calculating how many more rounds of twister he has to go before the two of you can politely duck out and head home for a more...intimate version of the game.
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ivysangel · 3 days
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ooooh wow thank u for 800 followers!! love u guys forever and ever 🥰🥰
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ivysangel · 3 days
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i’m seeing everyone’s asks!! i’m just waiting to have some free time so i can answer them 🤞🤞
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ivysangel · 9 days
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just had this idea. jason teaching you billiards. in the way where he leans over you to angle it just right in the dark lighting and the you both have a few drinks in your system and you’re in some sort of skimpy clothing. anyways y’all go home and he puts you in that same position.
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you're a little tipsy but still aware enough to play to your strengths and get what you want. bending over in a tiny skirt, letting it ride up so he has to stand behind you and make sure no one sees.
he's a little possessive like that, wants to let you play your games and rile him up, but is always on the fence for the sole reason that he hates that he has to share the sight with other people in the vicinity.
he's got a glass of dark liquor in his hand before setting it down and pressing right up behind you and following the curvature of your body. his mouth is next to your ear, hand arms draped over yours, and he whispers, "like this." before launching the cue ball right into a striped one.
there are a few onlookers. guys trying to get a peek at your boobs as they teeter right at the edge of spilling out, and girls trying to assess whether or not they have a chance of going home with jason tonight. the answer's no. it's always no.
he's half-hard by the time you get back to the car and he has to resist the urge to have you right there in the backseat. he didn’t act on his urges though, he couldn’t. the things he wanted to do to you, the ways he wanted to bend you; they required more room and more time than you would have before someone came knocking on your car window.
he thinks about how badly he wants you on the drive home when he contemplates pulling over so you can at least give him head, on the walk up to your apartment, when he ponders just fucking you in the stairwell, and when he's pulling your skirt off of you, the sound of threads ripping as it's tossed the floor.
before you can make it to the bedroom, he's bending you over the couch and draping his body over yours as he's back in your ear whispering, "like this?" just like in the bar. only this time, your fingers are digging into couch cushions as you feel him pushing inside of you, head nodding furiously as you confirm that you do indeed like that.
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ivysangel · 9 days
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saw your posts about the lack of reblogs and feedback and i feel the exact same!! i had a writing blog before and it was so disheartening when my posts were just being liked and not reblogged… like, how will others see my work?? like guys come on i want my stuff to be shared!! and reblogging my own stuff makes me feel bad, like im clogging up the feeds of those who’ve already seen it! but its what we gotta do now… this shift towards likes is so weird!
this may be a stupid question, but whats a private reblog?? and how do i know if a reblog is private?? im tempted to restart my writing blog and i wanna know what to look out for! x
hi my dear! when you go to reblog a post there will be an arrow next to it and when you click on the dropdown menu there will be an option to post privately. that would be a private reblog.
you're not notified when that happens, and the reason i know how many private rb's there are is because i counted the public ones and the numbers didn't add up
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ivysangel · 14 days
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No thoughts, head empty, only this one:
Dick + baby fever + jealous + mating press = well hello bed, I love you, lmao
Thinking about male manipulator!dick who begs you to let him hit it raw. He's in your ear saying, "It feels so much better, baby," and "But, if you loved me," whispering all the reasons why you should toss the condoms this time.
You give in, insisting that he at least pulls out, telling him that you're not on birth control and you don't want any surprises. He gives you a phony promise that he won't pull anything and subtly nods his head at your words before finding his way inside you.
His body is pressed to yours, legs over his shoulders as he keeps you folded in half with the sheer weight of his body. Your fingernails leave bright streaks of red down his back, the type of open wound he can't get enough of, and your orgasm reaches its peak as his hips start stuttering. He's close.
"Lemme fill you up, baby," he groans, "Don't you want it?" his pace falters, deep calculated strokes now much more shallow and sporadic. "Come on, I know you do."
Bleary-eyed and in a state of delirium, you nod your head, and he's quick to take his chance before you change your mind. His final stroke hits you deep. Cock twitching inside of you as warm streams of cum fill you up, the complete opposite of what you'd initially wanted.
He's still inside you when he starts placing soft kisses on your face, calling you his pretty girl, and saying how much he loves you. "You'll pick up a plan b in the morning, right?" you ask, and he gives you another phony promise as he gently fucks his cum in deeper.
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ivysangel · 14 days
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not to sound ungrateful or anything bc i’m not. but guys it’s a reblogging site?? for you to not reblog is like you not retweeting a tweet that you really like…isn’t that kinda dumb?
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ivysangel · 14 days
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I am dead serious when I say that you guys need to start giving writers feedback more often. I have a fic here that has a total of 4015 notes and only 218 aren't likes. So, let me break this down for you a bit.
Of 4015 notes, 186 are reblogs and 32 are comments. Two reblogs, as well as comments, are mine so I'll subtract them from the equation making the total number of notes 4011 (184 rbs, 30 comments, 3,797 likes).
Of the 184 reblogs, 16 are private, meaning they're absolutely useless in spreading and sharing the piece. The remaining 168 consists of 136 reblogs falling under "other reblogs" while only 32 fall under "comments and tags." And of the 32 under "comments and tags," only 9 have something besides a copy of the tags that I included in my initial post.
The 184 reblogs make up 4.6% of the total notes, the reblogs under "comments and tags" make up 0.8% of the total notes, and the reblogs under "comments and tags" with anything besides tags copied from the initial post make up 0.2% of the total notes.
At one point, I reblogged the post, asking if anyone wanted a part two. That's when I got my first comments. The first 6 comments were in response to that, and of the 30 total comments (excluding my own), only two were unrelated to a part two. Which means I can guarantee that I wouldn't have had that many comments had I not posed the question of a sequel fic.
And if I add those 2 comments to the 9 reblogs, I get 0.3% of the total notes on my post that make up the portion of notes that aren't likes, empty reblogs, or comments about a part two. And that's me being generous because two of the reblogs actually do mention a part two.
I also posted a poll asking what people wanted in part two, and that poll got 238 votes. That is 54 people more who voted for what they wanted in a part two that didn't reblog or help push part one.
Don't get me wrong, I love seeing people in my notifs liking my posts, but sometimes it's just not enough. It is utterly exhausting waking up to multiple hundreds of notifications and not seeing a single person compliment your work. You guys will like stuff, follow, and then head straight to the inbox asking for more. I know it's been said a hundred times before, but we are not machines; we do this for free in our spare time.
The post in question was written when I was tired out of my mind, and I ended up not liking it, so I let it sit in my drafts. I briefly mentioned it on my blog and was met with one of my followers showing interest in the idea, which prompted me to revise, edit, and post it. It was a gift, as are all fics and pieces of art by writers and artists on this site, and yet it was treated like a commodity.
When people say it's unmotivating they're not kidding. When I had 100+ asks in my inbox, all of them being requests, I felt like I had the worst case of writers block known to man. I would open my inbox and immediately close it because the idea of posting anything knowing the only response would be more requests, was awful.
When people leave little messages in the tags, full-blown commentary, or kind messages in my inbox referencing posts, I feel more motivated than ever. Those responses are what drives me to write more. But when I, and other writers, are being treated like we're here to cook up whatever fantasisies you have in mind, I can't help but side-eye a little.
We wouldn't write if we didn't enjoy it, but the moment it feels like a job, it becomes that much less enjoyable, and then everybody loses. Just send a kind message to your favorite writers every once in a while. I promise it'll make their day.
I would also like to say that as I've written this, I've seen more people like that post. So, there's that.
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ivysangel · 19 days
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opened my inbox to nasty thoughts again 🙈
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ivysangel · 24 days
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i’ve got too many ideas to write and no idea where to start. somebody free me!!!
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ivysangel · 24 days
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under normal circumstances, yes the scarring should’ve hurt, but i got super lucky for some reason (i scar like a BITCH) and my nose didn’t scar much despite the obvious trauma it got😭 it also helped that i am actually pretty good at healing piercings and always do my after care properly.
and about the nose part, it’s mostly about the actual thickness of your cartilage. brown and black noses are USUALLY (not always) thicker in cartilage so you’ll find that you need jewelry that can actually handle the thickness to not just get pushed or fall out. i learned this through my own trial and error cuz none of my pale friends ever had the issue of the nose ring literally just wedging itself out when i flare my nose or something or getting caught on a tissue or equally stupid
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ohhhh, so it's about the cartilage thickness and not the anatomy, i see. then yeah i'd probably have that problem bc my nose flares A. LOT.
i sucked at aftercare for my piercings when i was younger. i got really lucky that they healed okay, even though i had a looooot of trouble with my cartilage. it looks funky in the back now bc of all the times it's been irritated. turns out it was the butterfly backs that were causing the irritation, so now i keep a bunch of the gummy ones on hand at all times
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ivysangel · 24 days
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GIRL IDC GET THE NOSE PIERCING IT COMPLIMENTS ALL NOSES AND SCARES OFF BORING PPL!!!
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LMAOOO it's not that she thinks it wouldn't suit me, she even has one herself. i think she's just saying it's cute as is but thank you for defending my right to get my nose pierced
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ivysangel · 24 days
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i've got a dick grayson thought in my mind rn but i'm gatekeeping
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ivysangel · 24 days
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yes 5 times girl😭 first time i was 17 i believe? summer before uni. it fell out that same day because i got it at some silver store that told me to change it after 12 hours???? (you guessed right. gun place). second i got it actually pierced from a piercer but it fell out in my sleep (L-shaped are not agreeable with non-white noses lol) third time it stuck for 6 months and i had to take it out cuz it grew a cyst and got horribly irritated some random tuesday. 4th time i didn’t like the placement. 5th time now and we’re almost a year going strong🫡
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omg hi nonnie!! glad to see u back! did you re-pierce the same one every time??? wouldn't that hurt? going through the scar tissue over and over again. you're better than me for real. i have a scar on my lip and i couldn't imagine piercing through it
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