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chenfordspiral · 7 months
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It's normal to tear up when you're writing about Chenford getting the keys to their new house, right? Right?!
Someone please tell me that this is normal.
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अब तो आंखें यूं नम हैं कि ख़ामोशी से कब रहे। होठ कुछ यूं सिले हैं कि ख़ामोशी की इल्लत मे पले। आदत हो गई है अब तो अंदर ही अंदर घुटने की; ये उलझन लफ़्ज़ों से अब कैसे बयां करें।
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chauchaus · 1 year
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Sweet like honey
content warning: mentions of anxiety and insecurities
pairing: porco x gender neutral reader (gn! reader)
a/n: my first time attempting at a self-indulgent reader insert fic bc... Porco. Porco. comments, likes and reshares are highly appreciated <3
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If the multiverse existed you doubt the two of you would always be together. The possibilities are endless and you're a curious being. What are the chances that in a different world you don't love him? What are the chances you would hate eachother's guts? Thoughts swarmed around your human mind but then you decided it's best to just brush it off. Not today. Not tonight. Not when you're in his arms.
Is it beautiful, how there are endless possibilities of... just how the core of each and every being could become by absorbing the world it's in? And how amazing it is that in this exact time, this exact universe, yours and his worked out. he's breathing next to you. How did two souls entwined and tried to morph itself so that they could embrace eachother, not in the jigsaw puzzle way but in a way that you finally see that, this is what I'm willing to sacrifice part of my lifetime for. That love makes you feel things again. That you smiled like a fool when you think of your lover. That you finally made peace with your used-to-be nonexistent self esteem and trusted yourself when you told yourself that "this guys loves me. he really does." Because that's the truth. You let him in then he helped you open up to yourself and accepts parts of you. Oh...
Oh.
How over the moon you were when you truly felt that he loved you as you are and not because he pitied you! And how wide of a grin was plastered on his face when you said you believed him that he loves you. That lurking insecurity that messes in your kind in your happiest moments, it did shut the hell up this time. that bit of anxiety did leave your subconscious and you felt so free when you thought of it again afterwards. It made you felt unstoppable.
And that's just one of the many miracles you witnessed. You exhaled heavily. Uou tend to think a lot when you're feeling comfortable, maybe in the shower, alone in your bed after you spaced out a bit, this time cuddling with him. You slowly crawled out of your thought bubble and reconnect to the things around you, let's start with Porco. There's the sleepy, hazy eyes that signifies he is not only sleepy but also feeling comfortable. and his no longer furrowing brows, the blurry fine lines on his forehead, his out-of the-shower locks everywhere. moving your eyes to his temple, down to the cheekbones, noses then lips slightly opening. He is a piece of art breathing.
Then you closed your eyes, wake other senses up. Your skin feel his warmth and his breathing, and the weight of arms around you, legs that tangle with yours. Your nostrils breathing in the same air he breathes in. You hear sounds of air traveling in and out of the body. And the taste of his kiss lingering on your tongue. Is it that the room is hot or is your body just so warm? You're not close enough to his heart to hear it pulsing and your doesn't beat as sound as when you are anxious anymore. everything is slow and air feels like the softest, fine-grained powder puffed onto your skin. time was forgotten. For a moment your mind was blank and it didn't feel as tense...
You hugged him tighter and so did he. "you sleepy yet, Porco?" "...mmh." You're too lazy to switch off the light and was ready to fall asleep right now. The sun could beam at you out of the blue and you couldn't care less.
Is this enough? Is this moment enough for the sake of it?
You never thought of that. You didn't know if you were actively feeling happy and grateful because sometimes your mind indulges in the thought that this kind of thing will be available for you till you die, and you hate taking things for granted. So let's not think much just for now since you've got more to feel.
But you knew you were at ease. Maybe next morning, when sleepiness would drape all over you, you would know to appreciate this moment, him and you better.
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mxchifer · 2 years
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Rating: M
Summary: Gabriel just wants silence and to get away from the humans in the house, for once. How did it get to this, again? [Day 1: Gabriel - Human/Silence]
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People are submitting absolutely gorgeous pieces, and here I am, submitting crack for day 1 lol
@spnarchangelweek
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m-art-i · 1 year
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keeping up my mission to cross-post all my threads to ao3
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sunflorall · 1 year
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Why does everytime we are hurt we sound so same? Everytime we write something while we are hurt, they are different words. The stuff that caused the hurt is different, different people, different story but all hurt hits at the same spot.
While you read or re-read them, they all sound like being written after getting hurt from a single cause. weird
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kachimera · 1 year
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Alright here's the very short piece I made of my dnd oc, Sutekh "Juste" of Azaleus Chenzira, made in april 2021
Warning for a shot mention of vomiting
"He should have thought twice before giving his trust so freely to the rebelion, daring to believe that they hadn't been infiltrated. Or that they wouldn't betray him so quickly. Or that no matter what they would still prefer a dead prince than honoring the saviour who rescued their leaders. Or that Belzarem wouldn't-
A sudden flash of pain took him out of his musings as he sat up in the bed and heaved heavily into the bucket nearby. At least this time all that came out was drool and some bile, instead of rotten blood and who knows what else. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and drank some water to alliviate the burning in his throat, and laid down on his back staring at ceiling, sweaty skin and hair sticking to the sheets.
Rest wasn't coming to him, distracted by the odd smell lingering in the small room and the thoughts boiling in his head. He had somewhat lost track of time by now, hadn't he ?. It had been...4 days since that dinner that ended with him like this and five other rebels dead, it was a miracle that he survived. And that the rebel leader was unharmed? That miracle could be debated. Ahh, mighty Sutekh of Azaleus, the prince and war executioner of Sedoria, reduced to a wimpering, dying man out of his refusal to spill the blood of the innocent in the name of the crown and it's sins. He sighed as the solitude of his condition settled in, seeing how in the treacherous waters he lost his family and friends for allies who'd never fully welcome him for his blood. ...But surrender was no option, as the future of Sedoria, of his people and the misery they had gone through, was pressing on his shoulders. Gods be dammed if he went back on his own resolve, he would see his home bathed in joy and virtue even if it costed everything...which just might. He sighed again and closed his eyes, hoping sleep swept his laments away."
Context: He was one of the princes of his kingdom, Sedoria, but heavily disagreed with the way the royal family treated the land and subjects. Unable to change things from the inside, he ended freeing a group of republican rebels and helping them escape in exchange for joining them. However, his half brother and heir to the crown Belzarem knew something like this would happen and ordered to killl them using an spy and poisoned food.
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wigglyslug · 2 years
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It's the 13th chapter! Whoop
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blueboxbeagle · 30 days
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chenfordspiral · 6 months
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Why can I write several different little scenes and snippets for somewhere down the line but not the wedding for Little bit of Love?!
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faeriekit · 6 months
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"This fic was ai generated—" Cool, so lemme block you real quick
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butchfalin · 5 months
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the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again
#yeehaw#1k#5k#10k#posts that got cursed. blasted. im making these tag updates after... 19 hours?#also i have been told it should say speech loss bc nonverbal specifically refers to the permanent state. did not know that!#unfortunately i fear it is so far past containment that even if i edited it now it would do very little. but noted for future reference#edit 2: nvm enough ppl have come to rb it from me directly that i changed the wording a bit. hopefully this makes sense#also. in case anyone is curious. though i doubt anyone who is commenting these things will check the original tags#1) my friend did not do this on purpose in any way. it was not intended to distract me or to hit on me. im a lesbian hes a gay man. cmon now#he felt very bad about it afterwards. i thought it was hilarious but it was very embarrassed and apologetic#2) “why didn't he use 🫵🏼?” didn't exist yet. “why didn't he use 🆗?” dunno! we'd been using a lot of hand emojis. 👌🏼 is an ok sign#like it makes sense. it was just a silly mixup. also No i did not invent 👉🏼👌🏼 as a gesture meaning sex. do you live under a rock#3) nonspeaking episodes are a recurring thing in my life and have been since i was born. this is not a quirky one-time thing#it is a pervasive issue that is very frustrating to both myself and the people i am trying to communicate with. in which trying to speak is#extremely distressing and causes very genuine anguish. this post is not me making light of it it's just a funny thing that happened once#it's no different than if i post about a funny thing that happened in conjunction w a physical disability. it's just me talking abt my life#i don't mind character tags tho. those can be entertaining. i don't know what any of you are talking about#Except the ppl who have said this is pego/ryu or wang/xian. those people i understand and respect#if you use it as a writing prompt that's fine but send it to me. i want to see it#aaaand i think that's it. everyday im tempted to turn off rbs on it. it hasn't even been a week
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sylvies-kablooie · 3 months
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i do unironically think the best artists of our generation are posting to get 20 notes and 3 reblogs btw. that fanfic with like 45 kudos is some of the best stuff ever written. those OCs you carry around have some of the richest backstories and worldbuilding someone has ever seen. please do not think that reaching only a few people when you post means your art isn't worth celebrating.
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mxchifer · 2 years
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Rating: G
Ships: Michael/Adam Milligan, Michael & Gabriel (Supernatural)
Summary: Everyone, Michael included, knows that not a single archangel knew how to woo a human except for Gabriel. And Gabriel will use this knowledge to his amusement... if things go right. Why is everything so weird? [Day 4: Michael - Confusion/Dancing]
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I am back with the crack! ... I know I'm a bit late...
@spnarchangelweek
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m-art-i · 2 years
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My fic for the sunaosa summer exchange!
[Read it here]
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sunflorall · 2 years
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A love so intense
I have never felt before what i feel for you. I have never loved someone as intensely and destructively.
I can look at you until i go blind. If you said you loved the music, i would sing until my throat won’t let me do that anymore.
If you said you love listening to piano, i would play it until my fingers bleed. If you loved the fire, i would set the whole world on fire just to make sure you feel the warmth of it.
I had never fell in loved before. And now when i fell, i fell directly into a pitch black abyss.
I never knew love can be so intense. I can rip open my chest to show you, that the heart inside it beats for you, only for you.
~Sanawar Fatima Saeed
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