im planning to start a writing blog , any tips ?
hi darling !! i wanted to answer this on desktop so i could make it pretty HAHA, welcome to my blog-
figure out what you're writing and your limits !! do you wanna do full length fanfictions, bulletpoints, drabbles, etc. and then how many characters to a post? i used to do various x reader but i had a habit of cramming like 6-8 characters into those. been coping a lot better with a two-character only rule so consider that before you overwhelm yourself <3
sometimes writers work well with a schedule! consider setting days that you'll post or even specific days in your irl schedule that you'll write during <3
remember to write and post for yourself first and foremost!! especially while posting on tumblr. tumblr is a reblog site that is slowly shifting away from that and interaction for creators is drying out, your notes will not be massive and amazing at first and you might see your notifications go quiet not long after you post. write when you want to and feel like it, not just to pump out content in hopes of interaction <3
if you take requests, set boundaries and enforce them! some people (sadly) don't listen to boundaries but you do not have to do a request if it makes you uncomfortable, you're not confident with the character, etc.
if a loser comes into your inbox w/ anon hate, come to me and i'll personally bark at them /hj
writers block is fine! burning out is fine! you don't owe anyone your writing, it's your decision to post it! make sure to rest and don't overwork yourself.
i have a killer headache today so if any of my writing mutuals would like to reply to this post with extra tips (/nf) i couldn't think of, please do! it's always super fun to welcome new creators into the community so long as they don't force themselves into burnout for the sake of numbers ):
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Heavy in your arms
The last thing she remembered was walking into a room and the doors closing shut. It wasn’t until later that she began to regain some conscience, when the effects of the gas wore off. She did, however, feel powerful, as if her body was too small for the amount of power within her. Nina felt invincible, as if she could conquer the world with the snap of her fingers. But she also felt confused.
Why was Kaz there?
What happened?
What did you do Nina?
“Kaz?” She asked weakly as she stared at him, suddenly starting to feel dizzy and weak. She could still hear his heartbeat, which meant he was alive, but there was something else, something she couldn’t decipher. “Ka…” She tried again but her legs failed her and she collapsed right next to him.
She felt she was floating, bouncing in the air. It wasn’t as comfortable as she expected it to be, but she felt safe, secure. Nina barely opened her eyes and later she would realize that it was Matthias the one who was carrying her, but she couldn’t keep her eyes open.
“Please tell Matthias I can’t marry him like this, I look hideous…” she slurred incoherently before everything faded back to black again.
Her sleep was plagued with nightmares, from Matthias letting her die in the Permafrost, to scenes in which she was torturing Kaz. And why the fuck was Kaz Brekker in her dreams? Nina didn’t know, but she didn’t like it the way she was hurting him. Sometimes Kaz’ body was replaced with Matthias’ and she was hurting him until his heart finally came to a stop.
“NO!” She gasped, her eyes opening widely. She was laying on a big and comfortable bed, the room seemed expensive, even in the dark. She looked around, her body was aching and she felt nauseous, not to mention that the silk sheets were damped with her sweat. There was another bed next to hers and there he was. He looked peaceful enough for her to envy him a little.
How she managed to get to the bathroom was a mystery, but Nina spent the rest of the night on the floor, hugging the toilet seat, crying and throwing up. She was cold and then hot and then cold again. She couldn’t stop shivering.
“Please… please make it stop…” she sniffed when Matthias found her. “I need more…” she murmured. “Just a little… please, I won’t tell anyone” she begged desperately, her green eyes filled with tears.
No; of course his answer was going to be that. A part of Nina knew he wasn’t going to give her that, but she hoped.
“Why do you hate me so much?” She sobbed as he patiently washed her face and helped her up. Her body was too weak for her to do anything, but he had always been strong enough for her. “Is this p-part of your Drüskelle plan to torture me for Hellgate and then bringing you here?” She hissed, her teeth chattering as her body trembled uncontrollably. “I didn’t know you could be this cruel… is this what Djel teaches you to do to Grisha?” she sniffed as he helped her sit on the bed and then drape a blanket over her shoulders.
She didn’t mean any of it, but she wasn’t herself. Nina was in pain and upset and so confused. Why would they do this to her? Was this because of her relationship with Matthias? Was it because she was a traitor?
Nina felt exhausted and she let her body fall into the mattress again as silent tears rolled down her cheeks. “Please, make it go away…” she whispered miserably, face against the pillow. “It hurts so much…” her voice was raspy and it cracked with each word. She didn’t have the energy to even roll over and, eventually, she fell asleep again.
The next few days got even worse. Between her mood swings and paranoia and the physical pain she was going through, Nina genuinely thought she was going to die. She slid down her bed, too exhausted to walk and just crawled over to Matthias’ bed. “Matt?” She called him weakly and saw him open his eyes. He seemed surprised to have her this close.
Nina closed the distance between their faces and kissed him, it was sweet but she could still feel him tense, almost as if this wasn’t supposed to happen like this. “I’ll give you anything,” she whispered. “Anything you want, you can have me in whichever way you want, I’ll do anything, Matthias, I swear, anything” she begged. “I’ll be so good to you, I swear… better than in the hotel…” she wasn’t turned on, she wasn’t even aroused (which was a first), all she wanted was just another dose and Matthias could see right through her.
Of course he refused and pulled away from her, putting some distance and sitting down on the bed. If she had better control of her powers, she might’ve done something already, but she was too weak to use them. She looked at him furiously, but quickly, that rage turned into frustration first and then to defeat. Once again, her eyes filled with tears and Nina began to sob for the millionth time.
She rested her head on Matthias’ knee and hugged his leg. She wasn’t the powerful heartrender he once knew, she was weaker than a wounded puppy and in so much pain and discomfort. “Just kill me already, please, end it” she sobbed miserably.
“E-everything hurts… I c-can’t t-take it a-a-anymore… pl-please…” she needed someone to have some mercy on her. Nina looked up at him, she couldn’t even listen to his heart properly to sense his mood and his face was unreadable. “I am n-not strong enough, p-please…” have mercy on me.
Nina clung to his leg and felt his hand on her hair as she kept on crying and whimpering. She was too weak, too broken. “I’m s-sorry” she sniffed after what seemed ages. She was sorry for everything, for him being in this position, for Hellgate, for bringing him here to Ravka where he was surrounded by the people he was taught to hate. Nina was sorry for not being strong enough, for putting him through this mess. She was sorry for being too much and yet not enough for someone with a heart as big and kind as his.
She didn’t know for how long she remained there, but eventually he helped her up and carried her to the bed. “Lay down with me, please…” she whispered. “I won’t… I’m not going to do anything” she promised, recalling what she had tried earlier. When he accepted, she just curled up against him, resting her head on his chest, right over his heart. Nina closed her eyes and focused on him, on his breathing, on his warmth and his distinctive scent, the scent of home.
“Tell me a story…” she whispered.
“I don’t know that many…”
“Then just talk about anything you want” she murmured, wincing at how much her body hurt.
Matthias started talking about the North sea, about the animals that he had seen. He could be talking about the dullest thing that she wouldn’t care. All she needed was to hear his voice. Then she felt his fingers playing with her hair and she felt a little bit better as well. And just like that, tale after tale, day after day, the pain became more manageable.
In a place where everything was dark and painful, he took her hand and guided her through it towards the light. It was him, all she needed was him, his kind heart and endless patience. Nina was the heartrender, but no one would’ve been a better protector of her heart and her life than him. She was here, recovering, because he was there as well.
Once again, Matthias Helvar saved her life.
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