#i gotta get back to writing lol.

[phoebe-delia]

let me always be with you

Based on "Annie's Song" by John Denver. This song holds a lot of childhood nostalgia for me, and while I tried to stay true to the romance, I hope you feel the same tenderness reading this fic that I do when I listen to this song.

Draco rises easily and early these days. Long gone are the nights when the moon was his sun, and the daytime was slept away behind blackout curtains and a silk eye mask. Now, his body pulls him toward rest not long after the sun has set, and it brings him into the dawn with enough time to appreciate the pinkening sky over a cup of Earl Grey.

Harry is a heavier sleeper. Draco used to tease him about it a little before Harry confided in him about sleepless nights spent in a cramped, dark cupboard; after that, Draco stopped setting an alarm on the weekends and held Harry a little tighter when they went to bed each night.

Draco's favorite morning pastime, on days when he swears the sun rises a little slower, is to watch Harry sleep. To see him take his rest. Harry looks younger when he sleeps, despite the slight gray at his temples and his deepening laugh lines. Draco likes to think they're aging backward as well as forward; making up for lost time.

When Draco has stared his fill, he settles back into bed. Harry's arms reach for him, wanting Draco close even in his subconscious state, and it never fails to hit Draco's heart with a pang of tenderness.

Draco burrows his head against Harry's chest, letting that hard-earned, steady heartbeat lull him back to sleep. Outside, the sky invites a little more light to creep through the clouds.

#man I’m not writing much these days am I. gotta get back in the groove lol #harry potter #drarry #draco malfoy #drarry fic #drarry fanfic #harry and draco #draco and harry #draco x harry #hpdm #drarry fanfiction

[itsticklishme23]

What I Need

911! It’s an emergency! Here’s what I need STAT: to get all dressed up with a handsome man who has a deep craving to tickle me, wine and dine somewhere with my feet secretly in his lap under the table, talking about everything and nothing… then to be whisked off to a cute cabin with a cozy fire, be pampered and spoiled, massaged and cuddled… Afterwards, once I’m feeling all relaxed and cared for, then I’ll be his own personal little tickle toy all night.

That’s when he whips out the silk cuffs and traps me in all night on a comfy bed so I can just laugh and laugh, scream, beg and moan, and laugh even more, all because of his fingers/feathers/tongue/lips/whatever tools he surprises me with. I need someone who can play me like a piano and find out what music i make 🎶 someone who GETS it. Someone who knows exactly what it’s doing to me, and it does the same thing to you as a tickler. Someone who has an innate desire to find all the ticklish spots on my body…then exploit every. single. one. Someone who wants to sweetly, gently, ever so cruelly tickle me until I’m a babbling mess who can’t even form thoughts anymore. Someone who can expertly make me feel like I’m on tickle cloud 9 ☁️

When I’m tied up and tickled and gently teased, everything else in the world just allll melts away (while I’m melting into a puddle ahem). I love when a guy has that dominant energy, with a soft teasing side that just makes me absolutely turn to mush. Cooing in my ear with a honey-dripping voice, the occasional threatening reminder of how I’m absolutely trapped there with nowhere to go. That slight sadistic streak that perfectly compliments my fluffy masochist side. I love the gift of exchanging cheeky smiles and sharing joyous, contagious, uncontrollable laughter 🥰

#I… don’t know what came over me to spill this out from my soul #but here we are! hehe #i’m just a girl #and I’m probably going to deny ever saying this :) #if you read this no you didn’t #hello my unofficial official first real post back?? #when inspiration hits you gotta run with it LOL #okay all jokes aside I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it #and daydreaming #thank you for getting this far of my ridiculousness hehe #tickle thoughts #tickle community

[braisedhoney]

[SCENARIO CONTINUED FROM HERE.]

You select the second oldest of the available files. An observation log — COLONY keeps these, or so you assume. He never leaves commentary or notes to organize them. He probably just memorizes them instead. The terminal beeps beneath your fingertips, every click practically a gunshot in the quiet room. Thanks to your pass you are technically permitted to be here by the system — but you know better. There are security measures here that were not to be violated. If you are discovered, if THIS is discovered, you would likely be in trouble. The screen loads. Text fills the margins. After a moment, you realize that it is not just a file; it’s a transcript and an audio sample. There’s also a small attachment of some kind, likely an image. You play the audio.

[LOADING. . . (A short period of complete silence. Then, rustling as footsteps approach, and the familiar whir of a door. A familiar voice fades in with them.) “… I told you, it isn’t going to work.” “So you’ve said, Captain.” (The door whirs again. Locks.) “Please don’t call me that. Everyone keeps calling me that. Really I mean, I don’t even know what to do with…” (The sound of movement. Footsteps, slightly heavier but more measured than the first. The sound of something opening with a mechanical hiss — a containment unit?) (A quiet sigh. It’s barely audible.) “That… isn’t what I think. Right? Another one?” (A chuckle.) “Don’t sound so unenthusiastic. It’s terrible for morale.” “Le—“ “Just put them on, won’t you? It can’t hurt. One more trial.” “… Fine! Fine.” (The footsteps draw closer.) “Good. Now grab my hand.” (A clang, like somebody knocked into something.) “No.” “Trust me.” (Rapidly receding footsteps joined by another set.) “No!”(A loud bang, like a fist slamming against metal. The footsteps stop.) “No.” “It’ll be fine.” “You don’t know that.” “I’m right.” “This isn’t the answer. It isn’t going to — it’ll never be the answer, Leander, and I don’t even know what it — you know you can’t, right? Can’t come back? Doing this won’t let you see her agai——!“ “Captain.” (Silence.) “… shit. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that.” “Prove it.” ”Leander, please.” “Grab my hand. This will work.” “…” “I swear.” (The seconds tick by. Then.) “You...” (Another chuckle. Warmer in tone.) “Didn’t I say I would do it? Didn’t I promise?” (Laughter. Loud, nearly hysterical laughter interrupts him. It’s boisterous, disruptive.) “You did! You did, you… you magnificent bastard, you really found a way to———“] The audio ends. You stare at the screen. No matter how long you look at it, the text does not continue, the audio file does not extend. All that remains is a single attachment. Frustration makes your jaw tense, but you don’t have time to waste being angry. You’re running out the clock as it is. You click it. [LOADING. . .]

And then the screen goes dark. No. Not just the screen — the whole room blacks out. Every terminal flickers off, every bulb extinguishes. For a moment, there is total, unfamiliar silence. Even the faint electric buzzing that comes with electronics is gone. You are completely alone. You turn, grasping blindly at the records pass, the imprint of the screen still on your eyes. You stumble for the door, and to your surprise the pass blinks green, the only light left in the room. It opens and you shove your way through into the hall — Only to slam into a barrier. You look around. There is no hallway. Of all times for the paths to shift… The room you are in is tiny. The door behind you closes, and there is no scanner on your side, nor a handle. It is completely featureless. There is no way to open it. You call for COLONY. There is no answer. You call for the Captain. There is no answer. You call for help. You call for help. You call. You call. you. c a l l. . . . . . . . . . [YOU CANNOT BE TRUSTED.] [. . . ] [THE CAPTAIN WILL LOOK FOR YOU.] [. . .] [BUT THE CAPTAIN WILL NOT FIND YOU.] [ . . . ] [I AM SORRY.] [I AM SURE THAT MEANS LITTLE. BUT I AM.] [CURIOSITY IS NOT A TERRIBLE THING.] [BUT I WAS UNDER THE IMPRESSION THAT HUMANS QUITE LIKED CATS.] [. . .] [A POOR JOKE.] [I CAN’T HELP BUT WONDER IF IT WAS WORTH IT.] [I DOUBT IT.] [BUT I DO HOPE.]

(Scenario End. Ending: “Status Quo”.)

#tales aboard the hive #captain’s contests (interactive games) #i’m sorry for how brief this was! i didn’t want to drag it out if it ended up being not fun for people lol #i did it on a whim because i wanted to celebrate the whole HIVE thing #fun fact: if you had chosen either of the other two options there would have been entirely different conversation files! #each one with a different piece of art to go with it #back in the box those concepts go though ✨ #thank you to all the crewmates who followed for… literally any fandom i’m in #i promise more of that will come soon #just gotta get the HIVE brainrot out first #but hey if you did enjoy this lemme know #it was interesting to write #hive crewmates tag (ocs) #ney’s art #sona art

[decaflondonfog]

day 30/30 of 30 microfics in 30 days

kandreil because i didn’t get to write them together throughout the thirty days before now. a 50 word reminder to self that i can write a microfic whenever i want 🥰 because they’re fun 🥰 and i like them 🥰

KANDREIL • PRACTICE MAKES PERFECT

#all done!!!!!!!!!!!! ta-daaaaaa 🎉🎉🎉🎉 #a fun fact is that the little canva template i used for this is the same i used for my actual birthday party invites kjkjkjkl #yes of course i made invites for my 30th #bring back party invites actually #fuck getting a text on whatsapp lol send me snail mail #anyway here it is! the final micro of 30 micros in 30 days #there are tons of pairings and fandoms i never got to #but i'm going to try and not forget i can just write a microfic whenever i fancy #it's hard sometimes but i remembered how good i am at these by like the 10th? #so it really is a muscle you gotta practice sometimes #aftg #kandreil #30 microfics in 30 days #[insert keyboard emoji here]

[eskawrites]

I have seen a bit of discussion on the stobin codependency/the way fans talk abt their relationship and I wanted to know your opinion. I think you are one of the authors that always manages to write it best bc you show how dangerous it can be, the negative consequences of it and you don't reduce robin's character to steve's extension or their dynamic as the only thing ever.

You don't have to answer but I am curious abt your pov bc I really love the way you write the characters.

aw thank you anon! this is very kind and i will try to come up with a smart and thoughtful answer for you, although truth be told most of my thoughts on stobin are just me rambling in a word doc to myself until i have enough notes for a story lol

i guess the biggest thing for me is that, in fandom spaces (and i suppose in online spaces/younger communities in general maybe) codependency has come to mean a couple different things? there's codependent as in 'codependent besties, bonded pair, do not separate, they're platonic soulmates and their lives have been helplessly intertwined since time began' kind of thing, which is of course fun to see and read and write for characters. but there's also, like, the psychological concept of codependency, which often involves controlling behavior or enabling self-destruction like addiction and stuff (i should put a disclaimer here that i'm not by any means a psychological professional and all of this post is, of course, simply my perspective)

we all like viewing stobin as codependent besties because that's what they are in the show, and honestly who doesn't love a little trauma bonding? but the thing is, the line between codependent besties and actual, unhealthy codependent behavior can be really thin. i think it's interesting to write and read what happens when that line blurs and the dynamic shifts into something unhealthy (like in my celebrity fake dating au, where 'you're the only one who understands me' turns into 'i can't face life without you' turns into a very limited support system and simultaneous destructive spirals). however, i do think that online discussions and perspectives of steve and robin can sort of mimic that blurring of the line in some way, which then leads to fans viewing stobin's dynamic as the only thing ever, like you said. and honestly, if platonic stobin is the most important thing to you and it's all you ever want to write and talk about, then hey, you do you. have fun with it

as for not reducing robin to steve's extension, yeah. i think it's very often a combination of the above and the tendency for male characters get more attention both in canon and in fandom. i also click out of posts/fics/etc that do that. but then, i tend not to read anything that isn't centered on robin, nancy, or ronance in the first place lol. and to be completely fair, you could probably argue that i tend to reduce steve to robin's extension in my writing, because i am simply more interested in robin (and female characters in general), so that's what I end up prioritizing in my fic

#i hope this is at least a somewhat satisfactory answer my friend #asks #anon #feel free to swing by any time i do love rambling discussions about characters and stories and writing y'know? #interestingly i feel like i haven't written like a solid stobin fic in a while #i really did peak at cfdau stobin i think lol #i gotta get back into the lethal company au i like their dynamic in that a lot #or the thriving in the apocalypse shovel talk fic #hmmmm

[keeps-ache]

it's not mine, i'm a terrible puppeteer!

#art #my art #artists on tumblr #digital art #sona #tw derealization #tw scopophobia #(tell me if i gotta tag more fhsh-) #i actually love this so much lol!! :D #i thought i wouldn't post it but i like it tons so. !! #the shading is a bit weird but i had fun and love it anyway ^v^ #also shoutout to my detestation of drawing clothing lol- every body gets the Stickman Treatment hvfhs #/man also i Love shading darker hair !!! it looks. tasty :33 #//also i wanted to try some more yellowish-orangish tones but i Immediately went back to the purple side of the colour wheel lmao #i can't help it that's my home now hfvh #//also i'm writing a thing !! :D #which may not get finished but i'm so happy to be making things lol :DD #i had to pause though cuz. well i drew this in the amount of time i had a Moment so hfhshs #//'m gonna go now though !! see you !!! later !!!!!! :D <3

[essektheylyss]

I have been grumpy with my Essek voice while writing this week so I'm watching the last supercut and honestly it's so funny that Essek somehow ended up with the highest number of eyes of the Nein except for Beau and Caleb despite not even having been present when the book was first foisted on them, because he got targeted that many times by the Somnovem eyes during the last fight.

#critical role #essek thelyss #like I think he went in with ONE #anyway very important when you're mad about your character voices to go back to the source #if you're writing original stuff this is the worst cuz it also involves rereading your unedited bullshit. #however with fic it means I get to watch my boi being both babey and badass :3 #I miss him 🥺 #also I somehow failed to realize until just now that I purchased basically essek's exact gardening gloves earlier this summer #which like. are the generic cutesy gardening gloves. but I somehow did not connect this until just now lol #it's REALLY been a while since I watched nein content for sustained time #christ alive. I really gotta get to that rewatch dammit

[2hoothoots]

"Dion! Dioooon!" Mirtala’s voice rang out across the campsite; clear like a bell, pleading like a kitten’s mew, and shrill in the way only the cries of a five-and-a-half-year-old girl could be. Dion winced. Nona had always said, ever since the day Mirtala had been born, that she had ‘a good pair of lungs’. Dion thought that was a nice way of saying that she was loud. She’d been a loud baby, and now she was a loud little girl, who didn’t seem to have realised that she didn’t need to yell all the time. Especially when the person she was trying to talk to was only a few feet away through an open window. He sighed, fixing his own grim expression resolutely in the mirror. “What is it?” Mirtala’s bells jingled, and in his peripheral vision he could see her stretch up to put her little hands on the edge of the dressing-room windowsill. "I have a question," she announced. "Can it wait?" "No! It's important!" "I'm kinda busy here, Tala–" "But it's the importantest!" This was not a battle he was going to win. Dion put down the pot of pomade, and turned to where Mirtala's huge blue eyes were peering up at him through the open window. "Fine," he said. "What do you want?" Mirtala, with some ceremony, tucked her hands behind her back and tipped her head. "Are crabs fishes?"

i've been off work this week, so finished up this long-neglected wip! a couple years before the events of the games, Dion takes Mirtala and Raz to an aquarium.

#psychonauts #my fic #featuring fluff and sibling banter and the vague melancholic energy that dion inevitably brings to a fic #didn't expect this one to go so long (nearly 6k words! wow!!) but i'm very happy with how it turned out #really wanna set aside more time for writing this year #back when i took public transport to work i'd write a lot on my commute #just getting ideas down on my phone #but my current job i drive to. so obviously i can't do that lol #gotta figure out another way i can fit it in

[encrucijada]

i need to talk about speak, prophecy more

#or at all lol i don't think i've said anything concrete about this wip #aside from having it up as a current project for like a month and doing nothing with it #i'm once again in that headspace where idk what i wanna be writing #i lost the groove with haze dogs i gotta get back into it again i really want to finish chap1 #but i also want to write like 25+ other things including fanfic #i want to be done with this one scene with part 2 of pointed north #then start poking at the reunion scene i have been neglecting and finally work my way back to part 3 👁 #but yeah. SPEAK PROPHECY #pia.txt

[bougiebutchbitch]

links to concepts in the comments!

#steddyhands #gentlebeard #ouizzy #blackbonnet #stizzy #edizzy #ofmd fanfic concepts #I'M CHEWING ON BOTH OF THEMMMM #RAAAAAAAAAAAAH #as always no promise I'll actually write either lol #I really gotta get back to original work before the new year so we'll see if I still have motivation for this fandom after that!

[why-the-heck-not]

hate hate hate the feeling of turning in a part of an assignment and being hella embarrased abt how it is :3 like, feeling someone’s just gonna email me like ”hey?? what the fuck ??? what are u doing here this is garbage” like yeah dude i dont know what to tell you, things did not go well this week

#doing one that’s like a bigger thing but has weekly deadlines #and this week hasn’t been good for that so it’s like very fucking pathetic of how little I got done #and it’s all basically shit anyways like i know it doesn’t work and won’t work with the way I’m going about it #also I’m only submitting the previous version bc i don’t even fuckin know what’s going on with this current one #like the code’s all bad and all over the place and I have no clue where i’m trying to go with it #so it’s like i basically didn’t get shit done this week #only made myself more confused #i need to take a step back and like really fuckin think what I’m going to do with this bc it’ll just get worse if I just keep trying to go #with this shitty thing i have on my hands rn #and also im like over an hour late already bc gotta write a weekly report and idk what the fuck to say like #’’oops sorry dude it’s shit rn i have no clue what’s going on but also dont have anything i could ask help with bc im too confused so it’s #just uhh this thing now; a mess <3’’ #the way i’ve been handling this course like ?? uh oh will i ever have the audacity to step a foot to my campus ever again lol #yes im now writing this to procrastinate writing that weekly report thing #ughhh yes im hella positive rn all is shit #(also there was parliamentary election today and it didn’t end well so that might be why everything feels 5x more shitty rn) #april 2023 #2023

[manofthepipis]

spamvil canon in data recovering. cmon. you know you want to (/silly)

ya perhaps hehe who knows

#i just gotta get back to jevil chapters lol #i have plans for them dw #tho i will say its not gonna be relationship/ship based #i ship them when it comes to the bit #they're just silly little guys #who happen to be very close :3 #fanfic #asks #i'm taking a bit of a break from writing atm #but their ending in my head is special to me i couldn't imagine not writing it

[whoreadsnowadays]

yo what's up!! first off i wanna say you have awesome vibes. second off. may i request something for rise!donnie with a s/o who deals with high fatigue & poor balance/coordination? awfully specific i know but as a dyspraxia-haver this has been on my mind pretty heavily lately. headcanons, a one shot, i don't mind just go ham. have fun with it y'know!!!

Aw thank you !! That means a lot my friend ! I'm very proud of my awesome and cool and great and attractive vibes /hj

I tried to do a little research to get it right so let me know if I got something wrong and I'll change it ! And when I got inspiration I ended up focusing on the poor coordination more than the fatigue/poor balance, so apologies in advance for that

but otherwise <3 donnie my beloved he's so scrunkl and fun to think about

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Warnings: like two cuss words, otherwise nothing I can think of

( Romantic ) Gender Neutral Reader x Rise ! Donnie

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Hardworking Hands

Donnie loved having you around, you were smart and interesting and always tried to listen to his rants and infodumps

But the price of hanging out with your boyfriend was doing menial tasks for him in his lab

One of the first times you had hung out in his lab, he had handed you a smaller contraption and asked you to disassemble it for parts

And of course, you couldn't bring yourself to say no

So as Donnie tinkered away with his back towards you, ranting excitedly about the project he was working on, you slowly and meticulously started trying to unscrew the tiny bits and peices of the small device

You were about a third of the way through when Donnie turned around to look at you, his ranting coming to a stop

You were too busy focusing on getting your shaking hands to just turn the fucking screw, that you didn't even notice he had stopped talking

He watched you for a moment, trying to decide what to do before he reached over and took the screw driver from you, as well as the small device

And when you looked up at him, confused and a little peeved because you had it damnit- You saw his soft expression, thoughtful and considering.

He set the device on his desk before turning to you, and when he spoke again in that soft inquiring tone of his you could've melted

"What do you.. want to help with? I can list some things off?"

You knew Donnie was bad with apologies, and as he looked down at the floor in front of you, refusing to look higher than your shoes, you knew he understood

You smiled and hummed, listening to him as he listed off one or two things that needed done.

After he was finished you decided on helping with equations, you knew your way around a pen and calculator better than a screw and wires.

And from that point on you were on calculator duty. Of course you still had to take it slow, writing slowly and meticulously so Donnie could read your writing.

And Donnie always made sure to ask you before putting another job on your plate.

And when you weren't working (or reworking) calculations, you found that the lab made a great spot to nap, with all the white noise constantly surrounding you

And if Donnie maybe spent a little too long staring lovingly at you no matter what you did, well that was for him to know and for you to (if he had any say in it) never find out

#tmnt x reader #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt donatello x reader #rottmnt x reader #tmnt donatello x reader #rottmnt donatello #i need you all to know im remembering how to format fics as we go lol #its been so long since i posted my work on tumblr i gotta remember what to add #ask to tag #see just remembered that one #im slowly but surely getting back on my game #Romeo Writes

[lookinghalfacorpse]

it's okay, take your time, we will wait for you as long and you need 🫂🫂🫂

<3 ty for the kind messages

#that goes to others who messaged. sorry i am poor at responding. i read them all and appreciate it #i'm genuinely a happier person when i'm brainrotting over something so i want to get that creativity back somehow #it just seems like i can't focus on anything #brain broken #good news is that i submitted my assignment on time. 20 pages. i had a month to do it. i did half of it during the last week #not my best time management and definitely not my best writing #literally i've been staring at this post and not even typing LOL i gotta stop. ty again. sorry it got ranty #asks

[charmac]

DUDEEEE pls more dennis pov ive seem posts of u saying its gonna be macs pov for a while but omfg i loved the chapters where its dennis’ so bad

It's not that I don't enjoy it, but that I think the audience being in Dennis' head too much is... a little dangerous. Sometimes I write stuff from Dennis' POV and then re-write it from Mac's (the beginning of Chapter 9, for example, was originally Dennis' POV).

So, it's unfortunately more of a narrative decision on my side to keep out of there. There's is always potential to go back, it's just trickier for me (and more spoiler-y for you) to give Dennis' perspective on things. How do you build angst if the reader is aware of both sides! I have yet to figure that one out, but the night is still young.

#sugar daddy au #ask #*looks through my 'outline'* #so i can give you dennis pov maybe chapter 16 earliest #bc i do have a dennis pov scene written for that #but i was planning on rewriting it from Mac's pov lol #cos i also have a mac pov scene for that chapter #though those scenes could be broken up between chapters.. #the struggle... #btw my chapter outlines are like 1-3 words and then that becomes 20k words #nightmarish #also any chapter they fuck for real i gotta write from the top so tha too limits things #dont worry in chapter 33 we'll get back to dennis #thats a joke its more like chapter 20 #hey thats not too far away #ok back to writing #i am struggling to get a scene right in this chapter rn if you cant tell im procrastinating

[lemonfroq]

realized i've been posting a nothing but fanart up til now so is anyone interested in oc stuff also? 👀

#not art #said ocs involve a demon family figuring out life plus their one adopted human daughter #i've been writing/developing this story since hs too so i got a LOT to say but most i gotta keep secret lol #plus i do rly need to get back to drawing them anyways it's been a hot minute