#idk i just wanted to write a lil comfort to comfort myself lol

[lilyrizzy]

cw: mentions of the current McLaren fuckery, but minimal angst I promise! this is totally self-soothing so no promises on quality...

Daniel finds out about Max’s interview through a google alert.

Not the one he has for his own name, of course. His mum had made him switch that off over summer break, the third time she’d found him scrolling through Twitter instead of answering Isaac’s persistent questions.  

“When are we going to the beach, Uncle Daniel?”

“Can you help me make pancakes?”

“What colour car are you driving next year?”

I don’t know, he’d thought at the time but couldn’t say, I don’t fucking know.

But now he does.

Pink and blue, not as good as the black and yellow he wore last time, but it’s sure as fuck better than the orange he was forced to call ‘papaya.’ 

His mum must have mentioned it to Max too, maybe asked him to keep tabs on Daniel’s social media time like he’s 15 years old or something, because Max has eyed his phone like it was the enemy, like it was Zak Brown himself, for the last few weeks. Has tentatively asked Daniel, ‘what are you looking at?’ every time Max has caught him flicking.

And Max is about as subtle as a red flag on the best of days, but he’d really given himself up when he’d suggested, ‘a hike would be very fun if we also leave our phones in the car,’ halfway through their trip to Perth. Like Daniel didn’t have to drag his ass out of bed, all but kicking and screaming, every other off-season.

This break had been different though, Daniel the one reluctant to get out of bed and face the reality of a world in which his days racing were numbered. One where he’d eventually have to remove, ‘Formula 1 Driver,’ from all his social media bio’s, the first public acknowledgement of failure, the career equivalent of a relationship status changed on Facebook.

But it’s fine.

He has a seat, has millions of McLaren dollars trickling into his bank account, and the chance at a fresh start.

And apparently, a boyfriend that is no longer so media wary.

At Daniel’s request, the first three times he’d been asked some variation of, ‘are McLaren right to dump Ricciardo in the dust,’ he’d given as close an answer to no comment as he could without actually saying the words. Daniel knows, because he’d checked in bed on Saturday night, qualifying over and Max snoring soundly in the bed next to him.

On pole of course, no reason to lose sleep.

So clearly, between qualifying and winning, Max’s loyalty had grown teeth. Or maybe he’d just gotten sick of them asking a variation of the same three questions, but in the video there was no sign of that tell-tale frustration weighing down his shoulders that he usually got right before he threatened to headbutt somebody.

EXCLUSIVE! Verstappen: If McLaren wanted Ricciardo to perform, they should have “built a better car.”

The notification lights up his lock screen like all the other articles tagged with Max’s name do.

Daniel groans, even as he feels the tiny smile start tugging at the corner of his lips. It only grows as he watches the full video, the cocky smirk on Max’s face as he shrugs at the journalist’s shameless attempt to get a controversial soundbite: “Do you think Daniel regrets leaving Red Bull now?”

“McLaren will regret this decision when Daniel is, of course, getting podiums next year with Alpine,” is all the Max on Daniel’s screen says.

Daniel climbs out of their bed and walks to the bathroom door, the article on his phone still open and lighting the way.

“Max,” he says, unable to keep the hint of laughter out of his voice as he looks at the soft outline of his body through the foggy shower door, “what did you do?”

“Hmm?” Max hums, like he has no idea what Daniel is referring to. Maybe he doesn’t. Max so rarely notices when his version of simple honesty isn’t the same shade as everyone else’s, when it’s been coloured by his feelings.

“Verstappen insisted, Daniel is the best driver on the grid?” He reads the words, typed out soundbites for anyone to see, aloud as though they are a question.

“Oh,” is all Max says over the noise of running water, rinsing his hair, “that.”

Daniel laughs and it bounces off the steam-damp tiles. “Yeah,” he agrees, “that.”

“It is the truth,” is all Max says, then turns off the shower.

“Max,” Daniel half-groans, half-snorts, “you can’t really believe that.” Max doesn’t say anything, just reaches a hand through the open glass door, clenching and unclenching his fist in a grabbing motion until Daniel passes him a towel.

“You are the best driver,” Daniel tries again, because it’s true and because he’s looking for something. Right after Hungary, it was a fight but now it's something sweeter, better.

“No,” Max disagrees, scrubbing roughly at his hair with the towel, droplets of water sliding down his naked body that Daniel can’t help but follow with his eyes. “I have the best car. There is a difference.”

Of course Max gives it to him, something to cover the crack in his chest that these days means his heart is pumping out in the open air, vulnerable.

Daniel puts the phone down on the counter.

“Oh, is there?” He asks, a teasing lightness to his voice that he can manage now he allows himself to trust in that layer of protection. He crowds Max against the wall, covering the skin that has just begun to show goosebumps with his own body. Water soaks into the fabric of his sweatpants, turning them from light grey to dark.

“Yes,” Max agrees, looking up at Daniel where he is slumped down a little, towel hanging limp from one hand before he lets it drop to tangle his hands in Daniel’s hair. “If we had the same car, I would be fighting you for the win every week.”  

Daniel ducks his head to taste the clean water running down Max’s neck from his hair. He wishes it were saltier, misses the taste of Max’s sweat.

What he misses more though is the taste of champagne when it was envy-free because it covered his own body as well.

“So we are both the best,” he muses against Max’s shoulder, kissing a freckle there.

“Of course,” Max says like Daniel is asking him something stupid, like the time he’d wondered out loud if Max would want him as much if he packed it all in and retired.

Then, a little breathless where Daniel is sliding his hand along the inside of his thigh, “You can say, ‘fuck those cunts,’ from the podiums next year, yes?”

Daniel has to pull back then, to look at the grin splitting Max’s face, cheeky and adoring and match it with one of his own. Like this, with Max, it almost seems guaranteed. 

Success. Winning.

“You can also thank Zak Brown,” Max continues, “when you win the WDC. For all the support and belief, of course.”

And somehow, now, that also seems like a reality he could at least brush up against, if only he can stretch his fingers far enough. It’s easier to believe in his ability to climb out from the hole he’s dug, when he knows he’s got Max at the edge, dangling him a rope.

“You’re right,” he says, “fuck those cunts, Maxy,” then tugs him in for a bruising kiss so he can say the next words against his mouth.

“I’m gonna be winning again soon.”

#idk i just wanted to write a lil comfort to comfort myself lol #thank you as always to my lovely lorna for making me think about max going feral to the media #instead of just like impending sadness and doom over the current situation #fic #max/daniel

[augustghosts]

I’ve become awful at naming my writing so this just doesn’t have a title lol.

Idk if i like this im a lil rusty. Some more QZ!tommy because I kinda love him. I went overboard. In my head this was kinda the same characters/universe as this. So this is like, pre candles lmao. But if you don’t like that, this can just be a random stand alone thing lol. I also have some fluff ideas in my head that i just need to convince myself to write hehe. Hope u like <3

Word count: 2.5k

Warnings: 18+ smut, not proofread as usual. No plot tbh, just some impractical kitchen table sex lmao. Tommy being soft at the beginning and the end but not during the smut 🤪

Fuck, don’t get emotional Tommy. This isn’t like you. He had found himself talking to himself like that more often recently. He never thought of himself as the type to catch feelings. Recently he had found himself addressing his own insecurities, ones he’d pushed as far down as possible years ago. Being afraid, being unfamiliar, getting emotional. He shook his head as he unlocked the door to his dreary apartment. This is what stood for an apartment these days, a small room with a kitchen and a bathroom. He was grateful, of course. He was alive and safe. Well, kind of safe. But the first thing on his mind every morning was how depressing this life was. He tried not to think about the before, but it's hard when this is the after. He often finds himself being nostalgic. His feelings and circumstances echoing in his head like water dripping from a roof. He needed a drink, something to make the dripping stop.

He turned to stare at his closed front door, she was just across the hall. He wanted to walk over there so badly. That’s nothing new, his longing. She is new, their relationship. But the longing he feels for her has always been there since they met. The dull and drab QZ streets lit up when their eyes met and he found himself addicted to her light. He promised himself he’d leave her alone today, he doesn’t know why he promised himself that. She is always happy to see him but his own insecurities are eating him up.

In her own way, she is expecting him. She’s across the hall also staring at her front door. Waiting for a knock, praying that it’s him. Tommy has a heavy heart, a lot of baggage, and she knows it. She hates to admit that she likes coddling him. She likes comforting him, she likes that he needs her. She needed him too. He protects her - running around the QZ with a Miller brother can bring attention to you. Sometimes not great attention. The QZ is difficult, and she feels safest when Tommy strolls into her apartment at the end of the day and kisses her. The outside world and the QZ disappear and it’s just them, when all they need is each other.

Just as she stands to cross the room and head to his apartment, a knock at the door stops her. She usually doesn’t go to his apartment, he prefers to come here - incase someone unsavory showed up. She paused, what if it wasn’t him? Tommy smiled for the first time today on the other side of the door when he watched her do her usual routine. As always, he hears the locks click and sees her peek through the gap the door allows as she keeps the chain on. She’s cautious and he loves that about her. Her eyes mirror his and light up as she sees him, the door closes again momentarily and he hears the chain drop before she appears again.

“Hey!” She smiles up at him and he pushes the thoughts that flood his mind away. What did he do to deserve someone smiling at him like that? He hadn’t really opened up to her about his journey to Boston, and he didn’t plan on it any time soon. But all of that left his mind when he was here, walking through her front door was the best part of his day.

“Hi.” He says - He doesn’t quite match her energy and he knows she’s noticed it. She always does. She knows him so well and he's still deciding if he likes it or not. When they first met, he always thought she was a person who wore rose coloured glasses, always seeing things so positively. Tommy took off his rose coloured glasses a long time ago, revealing the negative aspects of his life. Now, it’s all he sees. He soon realized that she encouraged him to start viewing things through a positive lens, and now he can’t stay away.

“Rough day?” Her sweet voice distracts him.

“Something like that.” He knows that if he doesn’t give her a full answer, she won’t pry. Before she can say anything else, Tommy’s lips press to hers in a deep, hungry kiss.

“You’re tense.” She mumbled against his mouth. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing new.” He forced a smile, his tense jaw muscles relaxing as her hands came up to cup his cheeks. She hummed, not believing him. She pulled him down to kiss her again, feeling the way his hands on her waist pulled her closer, held her tighter.

“You could talk to me, you know.” She pulled away again, much to his dismay. “You could tell me what’s going on in your silly mind.”

“Silly?” He laughed with her for a moment. “Seriously, nothings wrong. I just want you,” He said quietly, moving his hands to her back. Her eyes softened at his words and her hands moved to his shoulders, slipping his jacket off of his shoulders. He maneuvered his arms to help her slip it off, but his hands immediately took back their rightful place on her hips. Squeezing a little as he said, “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”

A classic line, but it always affected her. He watched her as her eyes drifted downwards - watched the way her eyes traced the bruises on his collar bones, bruises she had previously left. She knew what he was doing, trying to distract her from the questions she’d asked. Unfortunately for her and fortunately for him it always worked.

“Yeah?” She asked, pulling him down to her mouth again. His tongue slid into her mouth before she had the chance to react. He pulled her tightly to him and her response was just as eager, lips moving with his to make the kiss even more intense - her arms tight around his neck. They both needed this, they both needed each other. Tommy groaned into her mouth, his hips pushing forward against hers- backing her up against the table behind her. She could already feel his cock stirring in his jeans. Tommy hummed softly as his hand came up to cup one of her breasts, his thumb pressing over her nipple. She sighed as a flood of heat rushed straight to her core.

“Tommy,” She whimpered, leaning into his touch. Fuck, he loved that sound. He pulled away from her just enough to grab a hold of her wrists, holding both of them in one hand. He knew she loved it when he did stuff like that, reminding her of how strong and capable he was. The whimper that left her lips boosted his ego and he smirked down at her. Keeping a tight hold on her wrists, he gently bent her backwards onto the creaky kitchen table. She took advantage of the position they were in,Tommy leaning over her like this, and she threw her legs around his waist, trapping him against her.

“Are you gonna keep asking me what's wrong?” He teased, a grin on his lips as he looked down at her.

“No.” She breathed, biting her lip as she looked so lovingly up at him.

“Good girl,” He smiled, eyes on her chest - watching it rise and fall.

“Now come here.” He mumbled, leaning down to kiss her. He let go of her wrists and she fisted her hands in his shirt, tugging him forward as their lips met. His hand traveled up her body, grazing her chest again and locking gently around her throat.

“I’ve been looking forward to this all day, baby.” He said. He squeezed his hand a bit tighter, but still being as gentle as ever, relishing in the gasp she let out.

“You like this?” He asked, his mouth was now beside her ear, pressing a kiss underneath it. She nodded quickly, her hands running through his hair. Keeping eye contact with her, his hand still squeezing her throat, he slowly started working the buttons of her jeans open. Impressive, considering he was doing it with one hand. She felt his hand slide into the front, fingers caressing the fabric of her underwear.

“Please, Tommy.” She whimpered, practically rutting against his palm.

“I got you, baby.” He smirked, his finger finally dipping into her. “Fuck, always so wet for me.”

His fingers obviously met no resistance, her pussy easily letting him in. Since she had been worked up since he walked through the damn door, he didn’t need to put much effort into making her feel good. Everything he did was effortless, she always marveled at that. He watched her face, watching as her eyes closed, watching her mouth fall open in a moan. He leaned down when her head tilted back to give him access to the soft skin of her neck. His lips coming down to start kissing the exposed skin.

“Come around my fingers, baby girl,” He said against her skin, his lips brushing a particularly sensitive spot . “You look so beautiful like this.”

“O-oh, my god.” She moaned, followed by his name. Her back arching off the table making it creak below her, her pussy clenching tightly around his fingers as she came.

“I need to be inside you. Can i fuck you, baby?” He asked, already stripping off his jeans before she could answer. She sat up, slipping off of the table as she realised that they were both still practically fully dressed. She finally pulled her jeans all the way off before making her way to her mattress in the corner of the room. Stripping her shirt off on the way. Tommy watched her hungrily, following after her and making sure his own shirt joined hers in the pile. When they were both on the mattress he wasted no time in flipping her over, stomach now pressed against the mattress and her ass in the air. He stood behind her running his hand over her smooth skin.

“Please fuck me, Tommy.” She whined, looking over her shoulder at him. Tommy never had to be told twice. He took a hold of his hard cock and tapped it against her clit, smirking at the whine she let out. Just as she was about to beg him some more, he finally slid in. Immediately and easily bottoming out. The feeling caused her head to dip forward, a moan to leave her lips -almost muffled the pillows.

“I want to hear those pretty noises, baby girl.” Tommy hummed, reaching forward to grasp her hair in a ponytail and pull her head back up. His other hand smacking her ass hard enough to leave a mark.

“You feel so good.” She moaned, grinding her hips back against him. He pulled all the way out until his tip was the only thing still inside of her before slamming back in. The burn was deep and it stung so good. She bit her lip as she got accustomed to him, as each slide of his cock sent chills up her spine.

“Is this my pussy?” He growled, his fingers still tugging at her scalp.

“Yes!” She all but screamed, he often wondered if anyone could hear them. They had never heard anyone else, but he wasn’t sure if anyone else was as loud as them. Wasn’t sure if anyone else was able to have as much fun as they manage to have together during the goddamn apocalypse.

“It’s yours, Tommy. Always yours.” She whimpered, his cock hitting spots she was sure hadn’t been hit before.

“That’s it, honey,” He cooed. “You look beautiful like this. Take me so well. You like that?”

She loved when he got like this, when he would start rambling. The things he came out with never failed to push her closer to the edge.

“Fuck, I’m gonna come.” She gasped when his arm snaked around her body to find her aching clit.

“Come on then, baby. Give it to me,” He growled, his deep voice sending a shiver up her spine. He groaned as her whole body convulsed under him. Moans of his name bounced off of the walls as she came around his cock; a silent scream leaving her - her knuckles turned white as her fingers gripped the sheets underneath her.

“Fuck,” She sounded so breathless and he fucking loved it. “I wish I could feel you come inside of me Tommy.”

“Shit, don’t say stuff like that.” He groaned at her words. They had already had this conversation multiple times. He always pulled out, she was obviously scared of getting pregnant during their current situation. QZ’s weren’t known for their outstanding medical care. They knew they risked it by fucking anyway, but they always tried to take any precautions they could. Expired condoms still existed, but what good would they do anyway? Even if they could get their hands on them.

He dreamt about it as well, filling her up and watching it drip back out. Being able to push it back inside of her and tease her about it. Just the thought of it had him regrettably pulling out of her heat and spilling over his hand and her ass with a gasp of her name. She grimaced as he used his shirt to clean it up, after giving himself a moment to catch his breath. She giggled as she collapsed down onto the bed, crawling under the covers as she suddenly realized how cold the room actually was.

She reached for another one of his shirts that lay beside her bed and slipped it on, a clean one that had been discarded during another escapade. He lay down beside her, both of them still panting.

“You good?” He asked. She nodded and cuddled into him, pressing soft kisses to his jaw. His hand stroked down her back. He kissed the top of her head a few times, she always basked in this side of him that no one else got to see. This softness and love that was reserved for her, reserved for this room. Tommy loved it too, he loved being able to be himself after shutting it off for so long. All he could do now was sleep in her arms and prepare himself to put his walls back up again when he left her apartment tomorrow. Preparing to do it all again the next day. But the thought of being able to crawl back into her arms at the end of every day made his lips turn up into a soft, content smile as he drifted off to sleep.

#posting this even though the hbo tommy fandom is DEAD #or maybe im posting this BECAUSE the fandom is dead? #u guys deserve better but I promise i have other stuff in the works mwah #this isn’t the one i said was gonna revive the fandom that ones still in the works #tommy miller #gabriel luna #hbo tommy miller #tommy miller x reader #tommy miller fic #tommy miller smut #tommy miller x you #tlou #smut

[ineedhelp-posts]

hii! idk if you write for him but can you do a pure fluff of tetcho as ur bf! tysmmm💕

A cute lil Tetchou x reader fluff!

Bestie I'll try 🫶 but I'm currently procrastinating a school assignment 😙

✧･ﾟ:* This man as your boyfriend*:･ﾟ✧ ★ Pure fluff, no warnings apply ☆○o GN! Reader yay you!

-This is 745 words, so enjoy my dearest anon!

-Tetchō Suehiro, despite being a very busy man due to his work with the Hunting Dogs, always made time for you. He’s a very practical man, and almost everything he does has a purpose. He loved you to almost no end, and any chance he had free time, he planned on spending it with you. From simple walks in the park to fancy (but weird) food dates, it was quite obvious from the start that this man was down BAD for you.

“Y/n! I brought you some flowers, love! I was wondering if you wanted to go with me to the movies?” He said with that soft voice that made your heart flutter and those butterflies in your stomach run rampant. You always knew he only showed this soft side of him to you, after all, he had his reputation at his work at stake. He had to be the serious, perfect soldier for them, but with you, he could be whomever he wanted. He felt most comfortable with you. (Let’s hope you feel the same way, lol)

“Ah, Tetchō! Of course, I’d want to go to the movies with you!” You hummed and smiled in response to his sweet request. Upon hearing your affirmation, he grabbed his coat and seemed like he was ready to leave. “Tetchō…? Um, I still have to get ready.” You said, suddenly holding in the urge to giggle. From time to time, he would try to rush things or make things insanely planned out, but you knew he was just trying his best for you. His cheeks flushed red, and he looked at the ground. “Oh. I knew that. Take your time, dear. I can wait for however long you need.” He glanced up at you and gave you that sweet smile that made you melt.

You quickly returned to your room, got dressed, did your hair, and whatever else you needed to do before you left. You ran back into the living room, where Tetchō was waiting surprisingly patiently. He beamed upon seeing you, and his cheeks were tinged with a light dusting of pink. “You look…” He paused to look at you up and down, and cover his mouth with his hand as his cheeks turned even more red. “I-I don’t even know the word…” He chuckled in disbelief, though you were certain that this was just a normal outfit.

You blushed and smiled warmly at Tetchō’s reaction. It’s always flattering to receive this kind of reaction from him, especially knowing he’s usually so serious and stoic with his co-workers. You took his hand and squeezed reassuringly. “Y’know, I could get used to this kind of attention~!” You teased, though it was because you loved seeing him so adorably flustered. “You ready to go?” You felt the smile on your face widening as you looked at him. The expression on his face was a beautiful mixture of the utterly star-struck look in his eyes and the blush on his face that truly conveyed how much he cared about you. He snapped out of his reverie and nodded. “Yeah. I’m ready, love.”

The car ride to the movie theater was a quick one, and Tetchō was being unusually chivalrous. He opened the car door for you and called you names such as “Milady” or “Princess”. It was a sweet gesture, resulting in giggles and proud beams from Tetchō. He bought you your favorite snacks and drinks, smuggling them if the good ones (cough cough pocky-) weren’t in the theater. You two sat down together and watched your favorite movie. You leaned on his shoulder and he patted your head and played with your hair lovingly.

After the movie, you two went to a cafe and sat down at a well-furnished table. He bought you your favorite drink, and you two shared it. (Unless you’re like me and would want it all to myself-) He held your hand for most of the day and continued to do so even on the car ride home. When you got back to your house, you cuddled on the couch, laying your head on his chest. You felt the soft rising and falling of his breathing, and found yourself slipping into a sleep. “Oh, love,” He murmured into your ear, “I’m so glad you finally fell asleep. You deserve it, after such a long day. I had so much fun with you.” He kissed your forehead and pulled the blanket over you.

AHH THAT HURT TO WRITE im so touch deprived :(

#tetchou x reader #tetchō suehiro #bsd x reader #bsd fluff #fluff writing

[astrologanize]

have been in a massive funk (depressive episode?) that i haven’t experienced to this severity since 2016 and if anyone can relate then i figured i’d share what i have been doing to help with that

- invested in vitamins (magnesium glycinate, calcium, d3) since i’ve been having skin issues i have been avoiding the sun since i don’t want to go through the process of trialing sunscreens and seeing what does & doesn’t work, potentially worsening said issues smh. but i recently said fuck it and got some neutrogena  baby sunscreen that’s fragrance free and all that jazz because it’s supposed to be gentle and it is affordable and neutrogena has worked for me in the past so why not. i purchased another sunscreen months ago but i don’t think my skin was a fan of it because it was a lil burn-y and tingly after application, thankfully i tested it on my arms first and not my face. idk we’ll see. such is life

- also trying to take more notice in the foods that make me feel good and provide me with energy/mood boost! and mostly avoiding foods that aren’t worth the accompanying lethargy or upset stomach, but listen...your taste buds matter...so if a food is enjoyable for me and makes me happy then any *mild* discomfort in the aftermath is worth it in moderation from time to time 

- i’m doing a 30 day mindfulness challenge! and that’s lovely! you can look them up and pick whichever provides you with what you feel you’re most in need of. writing down what you are grateful for and focusing on the positives of what is happening in your life also never hurts

- i’ve been clearing out any spaces that need it. even on my annoying ass phone...i’ve been transferring anything i want to save onto a usb and it is a time consuming process that i’m trying to do in increments but i know it’s going to feel great once i have my phone as cleared out as possible so i can start saving new memories & momentos (: 

- choosing to shorten my work week by 1 day so that i am able to have a free day on the weekend to fill my personal cup of happiness!! because that is always worth it!!!!!! i shall budget accordingly but i am grateful to be doing so

- “look good feel good” except looking good to me is more about feeling comfortable in my own skin and clothing. i hate putting on a constricting outfit that may look good but makes me feel like i can’t move around freely and enjoy life. outfits that do make me feel good about the way i am presenting myself that also allow me to move freely are the goal! and hygiene is important. some days i feel lazy as hell and don’t want to do the stuff that i know makes me (feel) better but i do it because i know it makes me (feel) better...once in a while tho it’s like lol nah imma let myself be stagnant and not do that for a moment and the world will not end, i won’t feel as great but that’s okay...eventually i will resume maintaining what i need to and perk up. it’s okay to stop for a moment sometimes but ya gotta get back on it 

- really trying to keep in mind that every day is a new unlived day that is not meant to look exactly like the last and you cannot always expect your best to look the same. there’s always going to be emotions that come up, mishaps, life interference, and challenges that meet you along the way and that’s how it’s meant to be. we shall control what we can and adapt how we must. you just keep trying! some days we need to ask more of ourselves even when we don’t want to and other days we need to allow ourselves a true rest that offers nothing but peace; some days we make progress, some days are stagnant, some days we regress, and that’s all just...life

sometimes it’s nice to recognize that wow i’m sad today or today is hard for me and allowing yourself to simply have a sad, gentler day to yourself without feeling like things are shit forever - hell, sometimes it’s multiple days or weeks that are off but you gotta know your sun is going to shine again and maybe the off-ness is redirecting you for the best. follow your heart, breathe, take your time when you can and make time when you can, try to persevere without driving yourself up the wall, all the hard work you put in and progress needs to be enjoyed, your life is meant to be enjoyed, it’s okkkaaaayyyyyyyy. tend to your heart and express your heart and embolden yourself with an accepting & firm love - accept all that you are and are not but don’t let yourself believe that you are defined by what you think you lack and that there is no room for you to grow. stand strong in your heart and in your character 

#! #long post

[sleepsonfutons]

20 questions for fic writers!

Ope it's double tag time >:D thanks @spockandthings & @bazzybelle for the tags~

This one's got length to it so get the scoop under the cut lol

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Shoot, how many do I have... let's see now... ooooh, that'd be 18!!

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

Eyyyy 104,261 since I started posting last year :3

3. What fandoms do you write for?

The Sandman and The Witcher, though mostly Sandman so far lol

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

hmmmm, those would be...

In Awe, I Stand -> 370 kudos

Dream of the Dark -> 226 kudos

My Comfort. Your Touch. -> 216 kudos

Every Inch of Me -> 161 kudos

Starlight, Star-Bright -> 139 kudos

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I do my best to, yes indeed! That doesn't always means it happens though cuz life and energy and honestly attention-span...but I read every single comment I get and cherish them. They are bright spots in my day and I like to share the joy I've been gifted with the person who gave it when I'm able 💖

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Ohoho that's gotta be Don't Ask Me To Say Goodbye!! I have Plans for that AU, but as it currently stands it's angst-central with only heartbreak~

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Most of my fics have happy endings I wanna say, but happiest has got to be a toss-up between Starlight, Star-Bright and My Comfort. Your Touch. They're both super soft, self-indulgent delights :3

8. Do you get hate on fics?

*knocks on wood* nah

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I do [hellmo.gif] How do you feel about potatoes? (but also like relatively "normal" stuff: butt stuff, mouth stuff, touching stuff, eldritch stuff, basically a variety of different stuff >;3 LOL)

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Not so far, though I'd not be opposed to writing one.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

*knocks on wood again* not that I know of!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

nope, but open invite to anyone who might want to! Just give me a shout when you're done cuz I'd love to see~

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

HECK YE!!!! @phinofthestorm is outstanding and I literally can't say enough nice things about writing with her! The amount of time we've spent on the same brainwave with our collab fic As a Stranger I Know Myself has been mindblowing and fantastic!

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

Honestly, I'll never get over GrimmIchi (Bleach) I don't think lol. The nostalgia factor is unbeatable at this point.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Truss Me Up But Never Leave Me Hanging probably fits the bill best, much to my chagrin. It was meant to be a canon-verse Dreamling shibari fic, but *vague handwaving* I wound up getting in my head over whether I could write it to the level of accuracy/quality I feel it deserves

16. What are your writing strengths?

Setting the scene? aka "purple prose" and metaphors

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Concise, "non-flowery" writing in general and dialogue

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I mean if it makes sense, idk why not. Only caveat to that is if it's not a language you speak yourself, definitely get someone who does speak that language to proof it!

19. First fandom you wrote for?

The Witcher with the bday fic I wrote for my bestie: Where You Least Expect It

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Dang, twist my arm why don't'cha... Sheesh favorite fic I've written... I love 'em all honestly, but I reckon Along the Garden Path, We Meet. It's just a short little thing though Dream being a lil shit to Hob early on, before even their first centennial meeting in 1489, absolutely sends me every time.

Woooo we made it to the end! Now to torment tag to join the fun with 0-whole pressure @seiya-starsniper @phinofthestorm @mentallyinvernation @certifiedbisexualdisaster @blueberrymffn @gabessquishytum @delta-pavonis @aquabluejay

#tag game #20 questions #sof gets tagged #sof answers

[ticklish-n-stuff]

maybe someone notices shouto isn't having too good of a day, maybe his mood is a little off? There could be a reason as to why he's upset, or it can just be a day he woke up on the wrong side of the bed, and whoever it is that noticed chooses to try and cheer him up!

Or, it can be right after them going after Mr. Smiley takes place, izuku and katsuki talking about the quirk and how embarrassing it might've been, while shouto mentions how it wasn't so difficult to hold back his own laughter. Katsuki could probably make up a 'challenge' for shouto keeping quiet while being tickled and izuku probably helps?

I'm not sure if you like either of those, but that's what can't to mind for me :)

- 🕷️

Comforting touch

Ahhh anon tysm for sending these in! Both these prompts are so nice, but for now I'll be sticking with the first one. I still feel pretty bleh from surgery and comfort tickles are exactly what I need rn. But I'll definitely write another fic for that 2nd prompt when I feel better, it sounds so fun and chaotic lol!

For the ler I'm gonna go with Izuku 'cause... idk I'm fond of the 'lil broccoli lol

This is my first MHA fic so please go easy on me akdjsujdksjdjs

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Shoto x Izuku (interpret as you wish)

Lee: Shoto

Ler: Izuku

Warnings: Tickles! Slight angst maybe??

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It was currently the weekend, which means that the students from U.A. High finally had a bit of free time before going back to their usual routine. Most of them used this opportunity to partake in whatever hobbies/activities they enjoyed, or to simply catch up with friends and family. Well...everyone but one of them.

It was around 12 pm, Izuku noticed that Shoto never went downstairs to get breakfast. Actually... he hasn't seen him leave him room at all. Was he feeling ill? Maybe he should go check on him, just in case. He probably hasn't eaten anything yet, so Izuku prepared him some cold soba and went up to his room. The greennette gently knocked on his bedroom door "Hey Todoroki, it's me. I brought you some food, can I come in?". But there was no response. Izuku tried fiddeling with the doorknob and to his surprise it was unlocked. "I'm letting myself in. Hope you don't mind" announced the freckled guy as he made his way inside Shoto's room. "Hey Shoto, what are you- Shoto! Are you okay?!" Izuku panicked a bit when he saw his friend curled up into a ball on his bed, while wearing a sad expression on his face.

Izuku put the bowl of food on a nearby desk and quickly made his way to sit next to Todoroki. He tried to comfort the bicolored haired male by soothingly rubbing his back. Shoto let out a sigh of relief at the comforting touch, he really needed it in that moment. Once he felt a bit more relaxed, Todoroki turned over to face the greennette. Izuku looked down at him with a soft smile "How are you feeling?".

"Better... thanks for coming..".

"No problem. So uhh... do you wanna talk about what happened? It's okay if you don't want to!" Izuku was such a nervous wreck when it came to comforting people, he didn't want to accidentally make them feel worse. Even so, Shoto felt a deep connection with him, so he didn't mind being more open with him.

"I don't know... I just can't seem to get out of bed today" responded Todoroki with a slightly dejected look in his eyes.

"I see... is there anything I could do to help?".

Shoto perked up his head at Izuku's question, he did know of something that could cheer him up but it was a bit embarrassing. A soft blush started to form across his cheeks, it was very uncharacteristic of him to get flustered so easily. Izuku noticed how shy the other was being "Did you have something in mind?".

"Yeah but it's a bit silly..." said Todoroki as he tried to avert his gaze.

Izuku's mind started racing with all the possibilities of what Todoroki could be thinking about. He was lost in thought for a bit, rambling away as he usually does. It was normal for him to be like that so Shoto didn't even question him. And then it hit him. A mischevious smirk overtook Izuku's lips as Shoto's blush grew deeper, looks like he figured it out. "If you wanted to be tickled you could've just said so~" said the greennette in a teasy tone as he lightly poked at the taller one's stomach.

Todoroki let out a startled gasp, wrapping his arms around his tummy as he curled up once more. Izuku giggled in endearment as he started to softly scribble up his back. "C'mon Shoto, laugh it all out!".

Poor Shoto shook with laughter as he tried to compress his giggles, an occassional squeak making it's way out his lips. Izuku then wiggled his fingers along the back of Shoto's neck and that's when the dam broke. "Pfft! M-Midoriya nohoho!" he tried scrunching up his shoulders to protect his sensitive neck but then Izuku moved down to his sides, lightly poking and pinching at them. "Ack-! Nahat thahahat!" he giggled out cutely as he tried to gently swat away Izuku's hands. The greennette took the opportunity to pin Shoto's wrists above his head.

The bicolored haired male blushed harder, his scar getting lost in the red hue of his face. He struggled a bit in the shorter one's grasp only to slump down in defeat. A wobbly smile overtaking his lips as he watched Izuku's free hand get closer to his tummy.

"Are you ready~?" asked the tickler with a teasy smirk on his face. Silly Shoto couldn't help but let out nervous giggles as he softly nodded his head. "Good!" and just like that, Izuku started to gently vibrate his clawed hand against Shoto's tummy.

"GYAH! IZUKU NAHAHAHAHA!" Todoroki threw his head back in laughter as he softly kicked his legs out, his tummy was one of his worst spots after all.

The broccoli head giggled as he lightly scratched at the ticklish tummy "Ahh tiiickle tickle tickle~".

"PFFT! AHAHAHAHA! D-DOHON'T SAY THAHAT!" Todoroki squeezed his eyes shut as his nose scrunched up slightly, with a big dorky grin plastered on his face.

"Don't say what? Tickle tickle~?" Izuku giggled when Shoto let out a flustered squeal at the tease.

"HAHAHAHA! ST-STAHAHAP PLEHEASE!".

Izuku quickly stopped his tickly torment, letting go of his wrists. He opted to lightly rub Todoroki's tummy while he tried to calm down his giggles. It was pretty cute how he struggled to talk while giggling all cutely. "Ehehehe..! T-thahanks for thahat..!".

"No problem! Next time you're feeling upset you can come talk to me" Midoriya offered him a bright smile, Todoroki couldn't help but softly smile back at him. He was glad he had a friend like him.

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I feel like this ended up being pretty cute~! It was also a lot of fun to write!

If anyone would like to see more MHA fics feel free to send me reqs. with whatever characters you want :]

Idk why but I suddenly remember that scene where Shoto goes 'my name is not 5 weenies' xD

#my hero academia #mha #tickle #mha tickle #tickle fic #fic #mha tickle fic #shoto todoroki #izuku midoriya #lee!todoroki #ler!midoriya #asksksksks #anon ask #🕷 anon

[honeyhotteoks]

hi chai! idk if this was asked before but is there any chance that u can give us a lil insight as to what to expect from u this 2023 as far as content goes?👀

oh yes of course! i've answered this partially in a few places, but here's what i'll say just so everyone is updated.........

i'm currently in a heck of a writing slump. i've been writing stuff here and there, but can't really make it very far, so instead of forcing it i've decided to try and be kind to myself and take it easy. this is why i haven't posted anything since december, and why i might not post anything for a little while. that being said...... i am working on things, just slowly. so click under the cut to see what i currently have planned, just without specific release dates attached yet ♡

into the aurora book 2 is in progress, some of this is written but not a lot quite yet. i'm planning it to be about the same length as the first book, so i'll probably start posting this once i have at least five or six chapters written

omegaverse alpha!yungi x omega!reader - this is currently untitled, but it's about twenty chapters. omegaverse is new to me, but i wanted to try something fun and different. i have about five chapters of this written already but they're middle smut chapters (lol of course), so once i back track and get the beginning written i'll start posting this one too!

a bunch of others.....

idol!seonghwa x non-idol!reader where they're casual sexting / phone sex friends until she moves to seoul and then they start hooking up on the regular in person non-idol hard dom!san x non-idol sub!reader where they are established relationship, specifically exploring shibari, pain play / punishment play, subspace and sub drop, and intensive aftercare yunhwa husbands part 5 - the boys come home to a sick wife and their very lovely but very panicked toddler, cute comfort and eventual smut ensues to close out their storyline non!idol yunsan roommates x reader series - this one is in the very early stages and i'm not totally sure where it's going yet.... but down on his luck bartender yunho and taekwondo instructor san who are roomies reuniting with their former best friend down on her luck reader after she gets out of a shitty toxic relationship and needs a couch to crash on??? like whoops y'all are poly now have fun with that

i'm also generally playing around with a few more ideas..... i really want to try something in the fantasy space, but this is really new to me, and then i'd like to write a few more solid one-shots. i want to do things like sub!mingi, brat taming yunho, etc., but i also have so many other multi-installment fic ideas like a fallen angel soulmate au with yunho, a wedding meet cute fic with san, etc. etc.

mostly i just need to get back to writing, and right now i have so many competing ideas it's hard to know what to get through, but when i do come back i'm gonna have content for DAYS lol.

#answered anon #honeyhotteoks updates

[cheriiyaya]

Okay so— feel free to ignore but I need to talk about this with someone and know if I'm alone or not.

I HATE most fics where the reader has anxiety, maybe is anxious that the partner is getting tired of them, or cheating or them or anything along those lines, and the only thing that the partner does to make up and """"reassure""""???? the reader is with sex.

Now, I want to specify; I have NOTHING against who write these, I have nothing against who likes and these, and damn, sometimes I also find myself liking them.

But some are just so... I don't know how to put it into words. Like, where is the comfort? Frankly, eating out the reader's feminine area or fucking them senseless does not ease the paranoia or erase the problem at the beginning of the fic.

Most of these I found are: The reader is anxious. The reader talks with the partner, the partner understands (sometimes after an argument), and decides that for showing that they love the reader they have to fuck them, make love with them, depends on the way the sex is written ig lol.

And that's it! Where's the reassurance? Where are the kind, soft demonstrations that are not carnal desire that could actually ease the reader's anxiousness??

I am an anxious person if you can't tell LIKE LMAO YOU CAN NOTICE SO WELL AFTER EVERYTHING I'VE WRITTEN BYE, so when fics like this happen I kinda a lil bit gets frustrated (I repeat nothing against who likes/writes this).

And no, I don't mean aftercare; I don't mean after sex a softy partner who cleans them up, showers with them, brings them to bed and cuddle to sleep. This may be enough for a normal person, but an anxious person does NOT work like this.

Now, please don't come at me pls pls I don't want anyone to write in the way I desire or feel judged because honestly I appreciate most writings and most of these stories I stumbled upon are written BEAUTIFULLY, HEAVENLY. It's just something that gets me a lil frustrated.

Idk, hope this won't come off as mean, or rude, or anything.

Have a great day/night, DON'T FORGET TO TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF, eat healthy and drink water! Okay so— feel free to ignore this but I need to talk about this with someone and know if I'm alone or not.

NONNIE !! NO I COMPLETELY UNDERSTAND WHA U MEAN !! i dont read smut n i usually just delete asks that hafta do w it BUT OMGGGGGG THIS ACTUALLY ANNOYS ME SM

LIKE I HAVE ANXIETY AND IK IF IM FEELING ANXIOUS ABOUT ANYTHING GUYS FUCKING IS NOT GONNA FIX IT FRANKLY I'D FEEL EVEN MORE ANXIOUS (especially bc i have sexual trauma) LIKE I'D THINK U ONLY WANT ME FOR MY BODY NOT THAT U ACTUALLY LOVE ME NBVJKWFNVWEKJGVNJN like im sorry but it wouldnt fix the problem (at least for me) and im not gonna come after u bc i understand completely wha u mean !! personally while i dont read or write it i think smut can be a way to show that strong connection w someone BUT ISTGGGGGG THESE PPL WHO WRITE THESE FICS USUALLY DONT HAVE ANXIETY actually most fics where the reader is insecure or anxious, whether sfw or nsfw, usually does it rlly badly and im saying this as a person w diagnosed anxiety qwq

#red responds―୨୧⋆ ˚ #A secret admirer…―୨୧⋆ ˚

[pedros-immaculate-vibes]

@just-a-wholesome-rabbit

Tav be dumb sometimes, And I like describing fucked up creepy things, I might be messed up in the head :D and she’s totally into our boi bc OUR BOI

AAAAAAAAH HTANK YOUUUUUUU BAE’ZEL RIDE OR DIE LETS GOOOOOOOO

And i wish i thought of that Jaheira decoy dialogue, but i pulled it from the game

Halsin def spent time there as a youngin, which probably wasn’t the best for a kid, but he was a lil wild munchkin who went where he wanted. Headcanon that he was an adorable hellion. Tav’s intelligence stat is…in question for sure LOL

$5 Karlach gonna adopt at least one by the end of the story, and Wyll’s gonna be the cool uncle

AND IMMA LEAN INTO THE DADDY HALSIN AS HARD AS I CAN WHILE I CAN OMFG ITS MY CATNIP ISTG *feral raptor screeches*

Jaheira is like that older aunt who dgaf anymore and I love her for it, she does what she wants and still supports your crazy shit, that’s my headcanon. Strong kick-ass-wine-aunt vibes.

I live for frustrated/grumbly/flustered Halsin. He’s so off-balance and vulnerable and it makes me foam at the mouth whenever that happens in the game. Imma write it in as much as I can with it still making narrative sense >:D

Astarion is my favorite little shit next to Tav

This chapter… I was so worried that it would flop bc it’s not canon and I took some liberties with his history, but yeah! So far I’ve only heard good things about it 🤩

YEAH NO THROW THE DAMN PENDANT IN THE TRASH FR THIS CHAPTER IS A TRIP THO, Like while i was first writing the concept I kept flipping the fuck out, idk if you remember me just posting that I was beside myself a few weeks ago regarding a part of the story, but it was this. Like, i was standing in my kitchen writing it and screaming internally for like an hour.

THANK YOU FOR LIKING IT ❤️♥️💕 DUDE HALSIN HAS THE BEST COMFORT LINES IN MY HEAD HE’S BOTH MY BIGGEST #WOULD AND MY BIGGEST COMFORT CHARACTER NGL Let’s cook for this man 🙌 tbh that’s like the most sincere form of affection in my mind, next to a hug

Also, he SHOULD JUST SLEEP IN THE BUNK

GADDAMIT

But he’s still hella noble and doesn’t wanna tempt himself anymore than he can’t avoid.

Is that gonna stop Tav from testing, though? Given How she completely feels like she can trust him and understands where he’s coming from and is just fucking TOAST now because he’s so supportive and hot?

HoOHOHOHO, no it’s gonna turn Tav into a smitten punk ass who wants attention 100% and i live for that rn 🙌 but that’s a future chapter >:D

#A peaceful elf #halsin #halsin fanfic

[taegularities]

Hello lovely Rid 💕💕💕

First of all...

okaaaaay 👀👀👀 I don't like seeing sad Jungkook (or sad Rid for that matter) but short hair Jungkook makes me crazy, so I'll take it.

Also I wanted to ramble about who I'm a bigger simp for, since you posted that cruel poll making me choose.

So basically, I'm really really obsessed with c&f Jungkook and I can't even pinpoint the exact reason why? I've said this before but I've never been more whipped for a man who I don't fully trust so quickly. There was just something about him that had me from the beginning, even with his very questionable looking intentions. So I'm a big simp for him in a more base level way? Like it's almost involuntary lmaooo.

And then for cmi Jungkook... I mean he has my whole heart. He might be my favourite fictional Jungkook ever actually... Literally all sides of him (that we've seen so far) I'm in love with. Just writing about him right now has me going 🥺🥺🥺. I'm ready to protect him at all costs and he also makes me crazy (in all kinds of ways). maybe i'll save the love letter for him for the cmi anniversary i mean what?

I love both of them a lot though. Thinking about both the c&f epilogue and cmi8 gives me emotional whiplash.

Other than that though, how are you doing, Rid? I saw that you're feeling a little sick and once again I'm ready with all the virtual blankets and tea and hugs since I can't take care of you irl 🥺 I hope you get through it very very soon!!!

I've been feeling very emotional and a little melancholic myself recently. But today I listened to d day and it actually made me feel loads better, Yoongi just always knows how to comfort 🥺 I also got started on a paper that I'm excited to write, for which I received unexpectedly good feedback while I was still at the planning stages! Trying to focus on the good things and set up a good base for when my exam season starts.

I hope you feel better soon Rid, sending you all of my love 💞💞💞

IVI LOL, you really do point out the subtlest things !!! did not think anyone would catch that haircut bit, but look at you :'))

i think you're a simp for c&f jk bc you know a good man when you see one... despite his initially questionable behaviour, he truly is a sweet bean who tends to act monstrous (in bed) at times lmao so i understand the obsession... :')

and i know, cmi jk is just 😭 thank you for loving him so much, tbh he might be my fav jk i've written so far too :(( my lil baby :(( and i can't wait for his return :((((

thank you, ivi !! :') i hate that this happens, idk why i get colds so frequently ?? like i spent most of yesterday and today napping and it sucksss lmao i want to be productive, too :') but i'll take the blankets i love you 🤍🥺 so happy you've been well !! despite the melancholy... i get that feeling. there must be something in the air, bc everyone's been very emotional these days. i'm so glad you have stuff you can look forward to, though, and i hope that mood stays bc you deserve it 💕

(also i've been wanting to say this — i know you said i don't need to be, but im so sorry for being slow with answering at times... you send such thoughtful and incredibly kind thoughts and then i feel bad. but i want to answer just as thoughtfully and the current time has been beating my ass lmao sorry again but i love you rambling and will always get to it bc i love you so fkn much 😭🥺🤍)

#UM WDYM AN ANNIVERSARY LOVE LETTER BTW !!!!!???? #notes for rid 🌹 #ivi <3 #fic: candles & flames #fic: colour me in #long ask

[kithtaehyung]

RYEN 😭 idk if it’s bc i’m in a sensitive mood or what but that group photo scene made me tear up 🥺 this whole chapter (drabble? one shot?) was brimming with nostalgia, which is arguably my favorite feeling tbh 😅 i just fucking love summer, and i miss all my friends at home and reading this was so comforting to me 💕

also this one really made me yearn for the day that they don’t have to keep each other a secret anymore. my heart ACHES FOR THEM!!! they love each other so much and i WILL NOT be convinced that it’s “””too early””” for that. they deserve to be happy, and so does their brother. yoongi is home for both of them and OH I’M JUST SO FUCKING SOFT RN.

also dom is ONCE AGAIN the realest one for chiming in about shiv when she knows the truth. just making sure folks don’t get suspicious. she’s always looking out 💅🏻

i’m glad you were able to get out of a slump and were inspired to write this! it warmed my lil sensitive heart. i’m excited to see what you have coming up (especially satsuma tbh 👀). and if you’re still asking if we wanna see the lollipop continuation, i actually just got out of a meeting with everyone on the subject. fists slammed on the table, and everyone was shouting over each other, but i got a unanimous yes, and i’m here to deliver the message. yes. we want it. need it, in fact.

i hope you’re having a lovely evening and week, as always! and that you’re still happy to be busy and that you’re taking care of yourself. stream face for emotional wellness and prepare for yoongi tour for emotional distress

NICKI NOOOO😭 it's totally ok bc that scene made me a little teary-eyed, too. it's okay! the nostalgia was something i wanted to convey in this one bc everyone was together, just like the old days. i may have been a little reminiscent myself while writing, so the influence came from all those memories i hold close. i'm glad i was able to comfort you in some way<3 i'll be here to keep doing that for as long as i can.

THE ACHE I KNOWWW i feel it, too! trust me. i have to hold back bc of pacing and plot and all sorts of other things like reality T^T but trust when i say i yearn for that day, too. they all deserve so much happiness and my heart hurts even now when i think about them and their respective journeys.. ugh the fact that you included bro in here just made me :')))) STOPPP

dom is just a real one idk what else to say to that. lmfao.

THE SLUMP IS GONNNNNEEEE god i wanna punch and kick air like that's how fcking hype i am. it's been a rough few months so to be able to churn out Coherent Words and Phrases That I Am Proud Of again makes me gd elated. satsuma is on the backburner right now since 3tan10 is getting worked on, but i'm excited that you're ready for it! it's a fun one.

LMFAO glad the 3tan council all decided that lollipop was in order. i have spoken to pa!jimin and he is ready for us to get that draft done and posted in due time.

i'm doing quite well these days! busy but a good type of busy, and got to work on dope ass sHIT recently so it's been looking great! i hope you're doing well, too, and uhhhhhhh yeah. this tour is gonna end me lol i'm so fcking READY

#FACE: streamed #DDAY: not prepared for at all #nicki! #asks:3tan #3tanbbq #lovely people #*ryenfictalk #mailbox💌 #long post

[bradshawsbitch]

hi! i have seen you and other authors talking about how disheartening it is when people only like your posts and i totally get it!! ive just been using my old tumblr to read and idk who follows it in my life so i wasn’t super comfy letting everyone know what i’m reading so i had only been liking. i was wondering if i made a new blog where i could fully feel comfortable commenting on authors posts and interacting if that would be okay? i saw that some authors block people with no posts so i didn’t know if a new blog would get blocked or wouldn’t be wanted. i want to participate and let authors know that i support their work and maybe follow other people who also read the same topics as me but i don’t want to get blocked or creep people out for not having many posts yet so i wanted to see what you think because you’re the first author i saw talking about this issue!! thanks for any input ❤️ i love mise en place so much

hi nonny!

I totally get not wanting people in your life to know what type of fanfiction you read.

I think you're making a valid point, and I know lots of people who do make new blogs or side-blogs for their special interests or to share creations by their fave content maker. I myself am a bit bad at side-blogs, so I make a new individual main blog for all of my hyperfixations, lol!

and I think that if you did make a new blog, and just picked a nice icon, wrote a lil title and maybe an age range ("in my 20s" or something like that), and then just post a text post saying that you're in the process of reblogging some of the stuff that you've found on here that you've loved, that most content creators would be absolutely thrilled about that.

at the end of the day, I think most people who write fics just want feedback - and they want to share the excitement they feel for the characters they've created, and they want to feel like people are interacting with them through comments, either in the replies, in reblogs or in their askbox - because for me I don't really take a like as someone actually telling me they like my writing.

at the end of the day I think that most of us content-creators are just tired of being looked at as content-making-machines that are just expected to churn out book-length fics without anything in return at all, i feel like the least one could offer as a reader, if you like a fic, to tell the person who wrote it that you did like it. otherwise we'll never know!

#can't speak for all fic writers of course #but this is what i think #alex answers

[milascenta]

December 3rd 6:39pm

So Tassy was great! I didn't exactly have high expectations as it's not really the crowd I usually run with but I did meet some great people regardless. Absolutely beautiful place, just green mountains on every horizon and massive bush lands surrounding the whole city of Hobart. I met a big bear of a dog named Devil who had the sweetest woos. Stole a trolley to taverse our gear. Ended up playing two shows, one on the first night in a beautiful warm coloured pub. We headlined that night too. The second was the last night at an afterparty at someone's house in the middle of the bush. It's where I wrote and posted my last post. I did take home covid though, I've been feeling fine with it, just a mild cold for me this time.

I saw so many bands, didn't wear mutes for all of them. I wore my mutes for the forst gig we played but took them out because I couldnt hear properly hahah. Almost blew my ears out too haha. They were pretty open places to perform at so it was ok. I think I was standing for over 48 hours all up and fucked up my lower back, Terry- I mean Tassy turned my back into a loose stack of pebbles.

I'll post a couple photos that I took, and some from my mate Esso (who takes amazing photos btw and plays amazing music too) Also I'll post some from another gig we played, cause I think I should be more proud of it so I can enjoy it more idk. I've been feeling conflicted with performing recently. I don't know if it's me changing or if it's just because I'm a bit more hyperfocussed on it at the moment.

I wish she could have been there, it would have made it easier to look up when playing haha. I don't really get nervous from playing anymore but i always just look at my hands, i guess looking at people while playing makes me nervous. You would have loved the first place we played at, such a warm vibe pub, that had DAYTONA hahaha. And it would have been great to be with you in the bush by the fire on the last day. We also saw many cider breweries, Tasmania makes great cider. Although I still felt alone there surrounded by all those people I still had a good time. I was able to explore Hobart a bit on my own and saw the whole of docks surrounded by mountains and opening to the ocean. Almost like a fjord. They had so many public electric scooters that were actually taken care of, which is super rare in Sydney haha. Also went through a street market, I fucken love those haha. So many great handmade things and the obvious cheap crap lol. Great gin too, so many gin distelleries, though my favourite is Hendricks from Scotland.

There was a Lil drama, though no band trip would be without them I guess. I shared a room with my bandmate, and he brought a girl into the room to hook up with one night, while I was there trying to sleep! I was lucky they were so drunk I think they forgot to actually fuck hahaha. Omg the snoring from both of them lol. But thats ok.

I hope these posts make you comfortable, your posts aren't too long, I actually like them long (lol) it give me more insight into what's going on with you and how you're doing. I am becoming a stronger version of myself than you last saw and knew don't worry. I often think about what you do during the day and how you're feeling, so reading for a while is nice. I love that you're writing music again, you were always so creative and talented. I saw your post with some and they are soo good, poetic and beautiful. Thank you for your kind words, you show me more support than most of the people around me. I will continue down this path, I feel stronger than before.

You described some things about yourself too and of course I would still like you how you are because you're you, it's not hair or clothes or glasses or tattoos that make you you, it's that beautiful mind of yours. Although you know how I feel about tattoos hehe. I have some now too, just a couple but I want sooo many more. Taking a break from dying your hair to let it heal is a good thing and I'm glad you did it, I wouldn't want you to turn out like me and lose it haha. Nah you won't. I know how much you love red hair and I want you to be able to continue with that for longer in your life.

I listened to Pistol when it came out too, and as with all of Cigs I thought of you first. I love that you saw Pale Waves and I love the video you posted. I remember seeing them years ago and talked to you about them, I'm so glad you got to be in their presence too.

I've learnt so much over these years, though I still don't know if I deserve love, I don't hate myself as much. And I don't drown in the guilt. Ive had to suffer to get here but really who doesn't to get to better version of themselves. I'm just so glad you're still around and so happy I'm still in this world at the same time as you. With the direction the Artemis missions are going hopefully we can go to Mars, or the Moon one day too.

And of course I still listen to that stuff, hearing your voice is so soothing and I love that you still listen to the stuff I sent you. I've been working on more music too, I have four songs pretty much done, two need lyrics and real drums recorded but place holder samples do well (witht he amount of time I spent tweaking them they better haha) and one I need to re-record because it's important to me and annoying to play ahah. I might upload the demos on soundcloud soon.

I hope this post isn't too long or intense. I was smiling like an idiot reading yours, I didn't realise how much you remembered of me.

#her

[starbeyy]

hi hello,,, so i stumbled across frankenstein’s monster,, and i have to say idk if i should thank the universe or yell at it. but tbh all that matters at the end is the comfort it gave me and the reassurance i had long lost.

im abt to rant a lil,, i have the toxic trait of not reading tags bc i don’t want to “spoil” myself and so after reading the synopsis i was like lol these bitches abt to be depressed or something (not that it makes it less) but when i found out it was actually ocd it got VERY close and personal,, (not reading tags ties into my ocd lol funny)

anyhow,,, i’ve always felt invalidated because for the longest time i got told my tells would fall into the ocd spectrum,, but they would never diagnose me because “if i was able to live with it, it wasn’t really a problem” and that’s the thing isn’t it,, it’s not that i’m living with it,, it’s that it’s living with me. you form and shape all your life around it, that to others it looks like everything is fine when in reality one wrong step could cause it all to crumble down and just,,,, idk. in general the story gave me comfort and understanding i’ve never gotten before and just thank you,, really. i don’t know what possessed you to write that story and i truly don’t care. just thank you. i felt seen.

firstly, thank you for taking the time to read this work and send me this message. it means so much to me <3

re: "you're living with OCD, so it can't be that bad" it's always struck me as strange for people to say because what other choice do we have? we go to school with it and go to work with it and go on vacation with it. the secretiveness of it is the first line of defense. the less people who know the thoughts, the better.

i wrote frankenstein's monster because it was something that, if I'd read it four years ago, would've made me feel at least an iota of comfort. i'm glad that it does that for others.

i wish all the 'better' your life has to bring to you, whatever it may look like.

thank you for reading <3

[lostquinn]

HIIIII i just found your blog, quick question just to know how to request, do you write for male readers as well or just gender neutral? i'm a male reader myself but i don't want to make anyone uncomfortable and if u don't then i'll just request using gender neutral terms :]

What I can write!

I guess, idk, I woke up, it's 3am, I got excited about having my first ask lmao. This might be gibberish good luck

Hiyaaaaa, thank you so much for the ask!!

I can write pretty much any pairing, I mostly only started with gn reader cause it's normally lacking in fanfic in my experience (maybe I just suck at finding it lol I dunno)

I've currently got a few drafts saved up (just been busy, hence why I'm not up till 4am posting em anymore) and some of them will include m4f pairings so I would be delighted to even out the balance and do some m4m!

I'd want to do it properly so that it reads nicely and felt as loved as the rest of my work so I would have to look into masculine mannerisms and do a little research to make it high quality for all my boyos so it would take a lil longer but I can try to write it!

Styles/genres(?) Of writing I will except mostly include fluff, angst, hurt/comfort - all the cute shit that makes my bones rot yaknow? While I do have a single smut piece in the works, I will not be excepting smut asks so if you send one in it's likely to be ignored.

A piece of writing might take me 3-4 days to complete or it might take me one evening but it's more likely I'll work on any asks I receive then schedule them throughout the day and then just get back on with my Connor bullshit (it's mostly just fan service at the moment (I'm the fan))

Again, thank you so much for the ask, they're always welcome (unless I close them for some reason) and I look forward to writing more for the people that enjoy my writing and anyone who may stumble across my corner of the Internet.

As always, you can check my maasterlist for any fandoms I'm in (some have probably been left off so please do shoot me a message) and ask about any of those! I will not however write any content including a minor as an x reader piece (this is mostly only for amphibia and owl house) due to the fact I think that's nasty lol.

Lots of love, Quinn

#fanfic #x reader #anon ask #answered #answered asks #writers on tumblr #3 am rambles #love you to death

[astral--horrorshow]

hi!! can i get a romantic studio ghibli matchup (like, out of all the movies u write for !!) anyway, i’m a 5’0 trans gay enby who uses they/he pronouns. i have long-ish black/red split dye hair, i’m very pale, and i have blue eyes. i’m also kinda chubby and i look very very tired almost always. i mostly dress causal & in pajamas, but when i feel like it, i just dress in an all black emo sorta outift? idk LOL

if this helps i’m an ISFP 4w5, gemini/cancer cusp. i’m a very very quiet and reserved person in public, especially around those my own age. i choose to not talk and i often just nod my head or shrug. i really only respond when need be! however, when you get to know me, i am absolutely chaotic. i love to make people laugh and will do anything to achieve that! i’m very physical and i love picking people up and play fighting with them (i love arm wrestling and thumb war LOL). i have a temper that’s hard to control in private, and i do get a little physical- but i don’t hurt anyone. i just throw around stuffed animals or pillows. in public i am more self-aware and it’s only visible through my movements, tone, and expressions that i’m angry. but i also feel guilty and very sad and i cannot be angry at someone for too long and i end up coming back to apologize (but sometimes i’m petty so if its their fault and what they did really hurt i won’t). enough about that though, abt my friends. i always try to fix their problems and give them advice and i sort out their issues and whatnot for them. im always there to listen and id consider myself a good listener, even tho sometimes i can lose hope and give up. i am mostly pessimistic and think things will go wrong abt get really nervous, but sometimes im very optimistic and cheer people on, esp my friends. i overthink a lot, bad or good things, which usually ends up in me spaced out, and i have a hard time pulling myself back into reality. i get embarrassed very easily. i stand up for what i believe in no matter what and i speak my mind for the most part. i have strong beliefs and opinions, im very skeptical of others at first, and i take a while to warm up to new people. but sometimes my anxiety overwhelms me too much. i also get scared very very easily. i also have BPD if that matters

i love love LOVE bugs, cats, knives, plushies, and rubber ducks. I collect the last three things !! they are my favorites in the world and i love going outside and collecting little bugs and ive always wanted a pet spider. i also adore dark/horror media things, and i love halloween. i love being scared and going into horror rides & ghost tours, theyre my fav ! cats r my fav animal and i want 50 of them when i get older. plushies comfort me a lot so do rubber ducks, so ig thats a bit childish, but thats okay :). i collect knives bc i think theyre cool and i like to show them off like theyre my babies (they are). i also love rollercoasters and theme parks, i luv adrenaline. i constantly have to tell ppl they wont die, even tho sometimes im scared myself. i love weezer, foo fighters, childish gambino, korn, and ghost. music is a very very big part of my personality LOL.

im not a big fan of pda but in private i LOVE PHYSICAL AFFECTION AND WORDS OF AFFIRMATION !! i love kisses and hugs and i will die without them. gift giving is my least fav method of affection, i feel too bad lol. i dont like being ignored and i get a lil jealous sometimes, so i need reassurance a lot. i prefer masculine people and someone who'd be patient w/ me.

thanks!!

Okokok-

Before i finished i know who it was-

Howl from Howls Moving Castle!

I just think you two would get along great! Also, ty so much for paying attention to my less popular fandoms! Its a very nice change of pace. Howl is one of my favorite movies and the book is one of my faves too, so im glad i got to think ab studio ghibli today!