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So I've decided to make a point. I know hundreds of writers on here have been trying to bring this to the attention of audiences, but it doesn't seem to be getting through. So I'm gonna try. These are the likes, comments, and reblog ratios on some of my fics.

I don't get as many notes as some authors do on here for most of my work, but you can see how out of 447 people that it's underwhelming to receive no comments.

Even on my more popular fanfictions, the comments and reblogs don't even compare to the amount of likes on a post.

And here is a fact that might startle some of you;

Likes mean nothing. They mean nothing on any social media app, and at the end of the day, they mean even less here. Writers want kudos, comments, ideas, and constructive criticism. Writers want your thoughts on the work you just read. Even if it's just a simple red heart emoji or a keyboard smash, that tells us so much and gives us inspiration to write similar content for you and others to enjoy. Reblogs are even more important than comments and most definitely likes. Reblogs allow our work to reach different sides and circles of tumblr. If it's on your mutuals dash because you reblogged it, then more people will see it, read it, and hopefully enjoy it. Reblogs matter, because writers are pouring their heart, soul, pussys, and dicks into these fics and are brave enough to post them. For free. You get to read these fics for free. And the least you can do is drop a comment.

Reblog a fic to your blog if you loved it. Even better, Reblog with tags or write your comments with the reblog. We see all of it, and it makes our day. Please, you're wondering why writers for your favorite fandoms are dwindling here. It's because there is no support. If you support your favorite writers, artists, gifmakers, etcetera, then we might just stick around and continue making free content for you all.

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Fanfic writers are like crows. If you give them treats (comments) they will bring you shiny things (fanfic)

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the “addictive laugh in question”

Your laugh gives me years of life 🤧💓

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girl omg you’re legit my fav!!!

i won’t lie to you i’ve been going through some really bad stuff lately with my mental health and getting notifications that you’re posting makes me so happy! it gets me out of my head for a while and into such a happy place!

your writing is so beautiful and impressive and i’m so stoked to read everything you write legit forever ❤️❤️❤️

^ literally me right now…

if you or anyone who sees this needs to talk my messages/ask box are always open.

I actually cannot believe that there are people who want to hear what I have to say… I have spent years writing and deleting everything because I never thought anyone would care. The fact that you think that my writing is not only good enough to read and acknowledge, but also that you think it’s “impressive” and “beautiful” actually has me sobbing.

I feel like there is no way to properly express my gratitude to everyone who reads my work, because it makes no sense to me. I will forever be grateful for the people who support me, because I truly never thought anyone would.

I love you all so much, but especially my day ones

@unbruisable @bernardsbendystraws @sturniolo-fann

-Madi <3

#madi speaks #writing #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity #fanfic #gratitude #grateful

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I’m crying…

I love you so much pookie 🥰

-Madi <3

I’ve had this app for less than a month.

What

The

Fuck

@madi-writes-things @bernardsbendystraws their fault🫵

They make too good of story’s🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

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Nobody Pt. 4

(C.Sturniolo X Reader)

Summary:

Chris and Y/N never seemed to get along, but sometimes help comes from the most unexpected places

Word Count: 1,332

TW: Cursing, SH (not in detail, but it is talked about), fluff, PDA, fake dating chaos, mention of cramps and throwing up because of the pain, bad sex joke, use of emojis (I have no clue how else to explain the exact reactions other than the emojis), drinking/being drunk (I’ve never been drunk, so forgive me if my portrayal is off), Not Edited

A/N: I’m so sorry this took so long, I’ve literally been locked in my room for two weeks with no motivation. I really hope that y’all like this chapter. I’m also hoping to work on some other stuff coming up soon. 😁

-Madi <3

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Y/N’s POV

Nick and Matt stood at the island as me and Chris walked into the kitchen. I caught Nick’s eye as I set down enough food to feed a small militia. He just stares.

Matt hits him in the shoulder, prompting him to give him a dirty look before speaking. “I’m sorry…” He looked like he wasn’t sure what all he needed to apologize for. “I’m sorry that I punched you” he nodded toward Chris. “I’m sorry that I made you cry, I feel really bad about that.” He averts his eyes, and I think I see a small glint of shame.

I physically can’t stay mad at him, and I make it very obvious when I envelop him into a rib crushing hug. He whispers a small thank you in my ear before I walk back to the other side of the island to unpack the food. As I start unpacking breakfast I feel arms wrap around my waist, and a chin resting on my shoulder.

I freeze up, and Chris mumbles a quick “is this okay?” Into my hair. I look around realizing that Matt and Nick don’t even notice, much too invested in their food to care. I nod my head, trying to will the rosy shade to leave my face.

I’m failing miserably.

after breakfast me and Chris went upstairs to watch a movie in his room. Matt was quick to respond in the worst way possible.

“Sock that wang before you bang… and please be quiet, I don’t want to hear my brother doin it”

Y/N: 😨

Chris: 😮

Nick: 😟

Matt: 😁

needless to say, me and Matt practically teleported upstairs and away from that mortifying experience. Me and Chris enter his room in a fit of laughter, practically collapsing onto the bed.

After a second I noticed that Chris had stopped laughing… his laughter is addictive, and I already missed it. I turned to see him staring at me with a look in his blue eyes that I couldn’t quite grasp. He looked happy and sad and something else all at once.

“What?” I giggled as I said it, still thinking about what Matt said only a few minutes earlier.

“are you doing okay?” This question again… I never know what to say when people ask me that. Right now I’m doing great… but in 30 minutes, or a week, or even a month I might break down again.

that’s never the answer that people want. They want something simple, yes or no. He stares at me patiently waiting for my response, it makes me feel bad for not having one.

“I’m okay right now…” he gives me a quick nod before speaking again.

“Okay, will you tell me when you aren’t doing good?” Why is he offering this, he doesn’t want to deal with me. “You need a safe space, and you clearly aren’t going to tell Nick. Let me be your safe space.”

“okay”

With that we got comfy on his bed and found a movie.

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things carried on like this for months.

doing good.

going down.

running to Chris.

repeat.

he was always so sweet and caring. He would hold me while I cried Myself to sleep, he would walk me home early from an event if I wanted to leave, he would hold my hair back and get me a heating pad when my cramps got bad… no matter what, he was there. He had also started being more touchy in public, leaning into the fake relationship for those around us. It made me feel things that I tried to avoid for years.

I think I hate him… how DARE he make me fall in love with him, knowing that none of this is real. How dare he kiss me at parties, and hold me during movie nights, and make me feel safe when none of it is real for him.

“you okay baby?” He snaps me out of my thoughts with the use of his new favorite nickname for me. I melt when he calls me his baby, unfortunately a small part of me also dies inside every time I hear it.

“yeah, just a little tired.” We’ve been at this party for like three hours, and I haven’t even touched my drink. When Chris is tipsy he get more brave with his PDA, I don’t want to risk forgetting a single moment where he is touching me.

“do you want to walk home?” He doesn’t want to leave, he shouldn’t have to leave because I’m sad that he doesn’t love me.

“no. we should stay, you’re having fun. I’m actually going to go get a drink, maybe it will make me feel better.” He looks at me for a second before letting go of my hip, allowing me to grab a drink.

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How did I get here?

It’s like one second I was listening to Chris tell a story, and now I’m dancing to some annoying pop song. I need to find Chris, I definitely had a few too many drinks.

I stumbled around for a minute, everything is spinning and making me want to throw up. I don’t know if I can walk all the way home, but I don’t want to make all of them leave early. I grab my phone in an attempt to call Chris, but by the time he picks up I’ve forgotten what I was doing.

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Chris’s POV

I look down at my phone to see that Y/N is calling me, and it makes me a little worried. I pick the phone up to my ear, trying to head over the sounds of music and talking. I don’t hear her, only making me more worried.

She almost never drinks, because she has a very low tolerance. Last time I saw her, she was already three drinks in and proclaiming her love for the song that was on.

That was an hour ago.

I quickly scour the crowd in an attempt to find her face. And when I do my heart drops.

There she is in her skin tight jeans and corset top, looking lost with tears in her eyes. I rush to her side, immediately pulling the drink from her hand. She looks like she’s about to start crying.

“hey baby, can you look at me please?” When I say that she starts crying and she doesn’t seem like she’s stopping any time soon. “Hey, it’s okay. Do you want to find somewhere quiet so that you can sit down for a minute?” She nods her head aggressively before stumbling towards the bedroom of whoever is hosting.

The Golden Trio

From: Chris

can y’all meet me in the master bedroom, Y/N is really drunk and needs to go home.

From: Nicky Bo Bicky

for sure, I’ll bring some water for her.

I turned to Y/N, she looked out of it. Then all of a sudden life came back to her eyes in the worst way possible. She almost fell down in her attempt to get to the bathroom.

“it’s okay baby” I whispered sweet nothings to her as I held her hair and rubbed her back. Nick and Matt showed up shortly after she finished dry heaving, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen her drink anything as fast as she drank that water.

If I thought it was a hassle trying to get her in the car, I had no clue how hard it would be to get her up a flight of stairs. She giggled as I picked her up bridal style… it made me so happy to hear her laughing.

once she got into more comfortable clothes, she fell asleep in no time.

as she held onto me and nuzzled into my side, my heart shattered. All I want is for her to be happy, but I know that I can’t fix everything. I kiss her on the forehead before rolling over and going to sleep.

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I accidentally posted this to the wrong blog…

please vote

-Madi <3

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I have a question…

I’m thinking of doing a series of interconnected random one shots of wife!reader…

mostly just domestic life, how they met, the wedding, etc.

This is NOT in any way, shape, or form going to change updates on nobody… Just something that has been in my head.

-Madi <3

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POV

it’s been a week since you wrote, so now you have to reread the whole series to make sure that the movie in your head before bed actually fits the cannon

-Madi <3

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it’s been a week since you wrote, so now you have to reread the whole series to make sure that the movie in your head before bed actually fits the cannon

-Madi <3

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screaming

crying

throwing up

I literally love you so much rose

🥰

-Madi <3

Big shoutout to everyone whose always supporting my work! Especially these people, IF U DONT FOLLOW THEM YOU FUCKING SHOULD?!? Like what are you doing 😩

@madi-writes-things @junnniiieee07 @lovergirl4387 @bueckerssturns @dsturniolo @sturniolo-fann

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writing fics be like

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Idgaf if u just posted nobody pt 3 I need ot 4 (this is a joke don’t overwork yourself🙏)

I’m finally feeling like a human again after getting five teeth out, so chapter should be out in a day or two

🥰

-Madi <3

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truuue

I just realised My fucking dumass keeps calling ��comfort zone” another story made by a completely diffrent person😭 (no idk by madi_writes_things) usernames smth like that😭

I just woke up and I’ve read this like five times and I’m still confused

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being compared to Rose (in the sense that you manage to get our stories mixed up) is literally the best compliment I’ve ever received…

🥰🥰🥰

-Madi <3

I just realised My fucking dumass keeps calling “comfort zone” another story made by a completely diffrent person😭 (no idk by madi_writes_things) usernames smth like that😭

I just woke up and I’ve read this like five times and I’m still confused

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news

I’m going to be disappearing from the blogs for at least until Wednesday… im getting wisdom teeth out on Tuesday, and I’m taking a media fast so that I don’t say anything crazy while I’m high on anesthesia

-Madi <3