#my old writing

[honeycomb-fics]

Furbaby

Paring: Aizawa Shouta x Reader

Genre: Just Fluff

Summary: Your boyfriend visits your apartment for the first time and meets your cat 💕

Word count: ~1,200

(This is a repost from my old bnha blog trash-imagines-bnha. I would assume this was written around 2018/2019)

The two of you huddled together under the shared umbrella, arms brushing against each other in an attempt to keep dry on the walk to your apartment. You could feel the pit of nervousness start to form in your stomach at the idea of Aizawa coming over your place for the first time. The two of you had been seeing each other for awhile; however, decided it would be best to take things slow and proceed with caution seeing that the both of you were teachers at UA.

You had gradually taken time to get to know each other by small dates after school hours and meeting up together in quiet cafes to grade papers together late into the evening hours. You had learned that your partner was not one for grand romantic gestures, but that suited you just fine. You had grown accustomed to his casual style of dating and enjoyed the fact that he was willing to spend his precious free time with you despite the fact that he looked completely exhausted half time. Often ignoring your pleas for him to take care of himself properly and get more rest, little did you know how much it warmed Aizawa’s heart that you often expressed such genuine concern for him. It was one of your qualities that worn down the walls he built up around himself that slowly allowed him to let you in over time.

As the two of you turned the corner onto your block, your nerves started to get the best of you. Also being on the reserved side yourself, you didn’t often have visitors at your place and you weren’t exactly accustomed to having someone in your personal space. You longed to take your relationship a step further with Aizawa; however, you worried what impressions he might make of you based on your living space.

After all, this was a big step for the two of you, even if he was just coming over to watch a movie while the two of you.. Yet again graded even more papers. The workload for a UA teacher seemed to be honestly never ending. Suddenly, you remembered your adorable puff of fur that was sure to be impatiently waiting for you to arrive back from work. She was a recent addition to your life, recently you had stumbled across her alone and abandoned, and of course you couldn’t just leave a stray baby alone to fend for herself. You were a hero, and she needed rescuing. Just thinking about her scampering about your feet begging to be fed as soon as you walked through the door eased your anxiety and brought a smile to your face.

Looking down Aizawa took note of your serene expression and couldn’t help but feel the corners of his lips pull slightly upwards as well, “Thinking about something good?”

His words immediately pulling you out of your daze, remembering that you had not yet had the chance to talk with him about the exciting new addition to your life, “Actually there is something I should warn you about before we get to my apartment,” you said with a smile, “It’s my little girl, she hasn’t been around new people much so I’m not exactly sure how she will react to you. Try not to get offended if she is afraid of you.”

Aizawa’s grip on the umbrella tightened as he staggered slightly, your ‘little girl’. How had you not mentioned you had a child this entire time? It wasn’t necessarily a deal breaker for him, but he was skeptical that you clearly felt the need to hide this fact from him.

He cleared his throat in an attempt to gather his composure, “H-how old is she?”

“Hmm she’s around a year old. Still pretty young but she’s quite rambunctious. I’m actually excited for you to finally meet her, she’s the absolute cutest” You continued to gush about how perfect and adorable your “little girl” was completely unaware of the growing ball of anxiety that you were reducing your boyfriend to.

As the two of you approached the door of your apartment he asked “So.. she’s been alone all day?”

You gave him an amused look, not quite understand his misguided concern, “Well, yeah.. She doesn’t exactly need around the clock care. I do dote on her sometimes but she’s perfectly capable for fending for herself occasionally. Trust me, she’s spoiled enough” You laughed dismissing his concerns.

Aizawa continued to stare at you bewildered at your parenting techniques and was questioning himself on how he could have made such a grave error in reading your personality as he had. He opened his mouth to finally voice his distaste when you finally pushed the apartment door open and he heard a loud squeak come from inside followed by small pitter patters on the wood flooring.

You grabbed his hand tugging him inside, “Quick! Sometimes she has a habit of slipping outside when I’m not being diligent. She used to be a stray, after all.”

There she was darting between your feet, like a calico tornado of fluff eager for attention and food….your “little girl”. Relief and embarrassment washed over Aizawa like a tidal wave as soon as he saw the small animal in your arms. He watched you kiss the soft fur of the kitten with your eyes full of adoration while scratching behind its scraggly looking ears.

After a long relaxed sigh, he slipped off his boots and made his way into the apartment to join you. Upon getting a closer look at the kitten, he could understand why you were so smitten with her. Stretching out his hands, he motioned to you to hand over the little puff, now eager for his opportunity to touch your small pet.

“She’s cute isn’t she? Perfect even?” You cooed as the kitten nestled herself against your boyfriend’s chest, starting to purr as he gently pet her fur.

Aizawa gently smiled looking down at the kitten, “Yes, she is quite cute” He glanced back up towards you, catching you off guard when his expression turned more serious, “but would it kill you to mention she’s a cat when you bring her up?”

“W-what do you..? OH!” You exclaimed starting to laugh, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes, “Oh my god, don’t tell me you thought I was talking about a baby. Please Shouta, I wouldn’t leave an infant home alone all day…. I can only imagine what was going through your head”

The two of you spent the rest of the night laughing about the misunderstanding while realizing it was exceedingly difficult to grade papers with a kitten who wanted nothing more than to jump and play with the loose paper. Not that either of you minded the distraction. You learned that Aizawa was rather fond of cats and it might be quite a task to get affection from either of them while at your apartment, because much to your dismay, it appeared that your kitten quickly started to prefer the company of Aizawa over you.

After some time, you brought this discovery up to Aizawa when he was half asleep on the floor of your apartment with the kitten curled up on his chest, he only lazily replied, “Looks like you’re going to have to keep me too then”

#aizawa shota x you #aizawa shouta x reader #aizawa x reader #aizawa bnha x reader #fluff #Gail writes #my old writing #i lied in my previous posts and made no edits to this my b

[robodove]

Hey hey, saw your post abt Zane being am angsty boi after all them s11 shenanigans and was wondering if you could share the fic ya wrote abt it? I would absolutely love love love to read it 😖😖🧡

(Only if you're comfortable sharing it though-)

im super glad you asked!! I'm so sorry for how late of a response this is but I finally got it posted!! It's an incredibly old work of mine but re-formatting it on tumblr was too much trouble so I just posted it to Ao3

I am quite tempted to write a little sequel that has the events of the pictures I posted take place

#zane julien #ninjago #my writing ?! #My OLD writing #Ignore the name I couldn't think of anythinf

[spyroforlife]

I finally retrieved the ancient texts from my storage unit

aka the "books" I made from the ages of like 9-12(??) by writing and drawing on printer paper (or just notebook paper!!) and then stapling them together, I'd do a lil cover and everything, I'd write a summary on the back like Real Books Have, and I was so proud of them

and I have kept them all. and now. I decided to look at them once more. the relics from as early as 2005..

so. You guys wanna see an unfinished dragon comic written by a 10-year-old?? haha yeah you do c'mere

Super Dragons #1. Rhynoc Trouble With Powder

Written and illustrated by (full name redacted for privacy reasons)

This is labeled #1 but I never did more lmaoo let's dive into this mess

(rest will be under the cut, along with transcriptions of the writing because it didn't scan very well but also I just had terrible handwriting and the crayons smudged like hell. I WILL preserve any spelling or grammar mistakes in my transcription so you can really get an idea of my skill level back then)

So first off can I just say. I am. OBSESSED with how I would consistently draw dragon wings backwards, ignoring my older brother who constantly pointed it out to me and I was like "no they're not", until I eventually paid more attention and tried following some tutorials on how to draw Spyro-style dragons and I was just like ohh. Okay. Yeah. I'll fix that.

Also I like that while Deserae is a "sun dragon" she has no features that would make you think that, she's just a magenta and pink dragon. Though in retrospect I'd suppose that'd make for a fun subversion of expectations. My thinking was clearly next level. So, the text:

Once upon a time, there was a brave dragon. Her name was Deserae. She controls the Sun. When awake, the Sun is bright. When asleep, the Moon comes out. But one day, Deserae overheard a group of Rhinocs talking about keeping her asleep, so that the Sun will never come out. Deserae was devastated! She saw Permanate Sleeping Powder. That's what they were going to use!

Deserae: (thinking) That one Rhinoc has a fat head

Unnamed Rhynoc: We'll put her to sleep with Powder!

Now here's a fun thing of note, young me insisted on trying to fit characters fully into the panel instead of just letting parts go past the borders, so. Keep an eye on parts like tails going forward because it's ridiculous what I did with them sometimes. I also would have characters like, think about random stuff I personally thought was funny while drawing, or they'd explain things unnecessarily. idk why, it's just what I did

Spyro jumpscare! Deserae makes a badly done flier trying to find a bodyguard (if she has such an important role why does she not already have one? who knows) and surprise, Spyro answers the call. Because he's a heroic guy and that's what he does <3 And bigger surprise, he and Deserae immediately fall in love. He was a boy, she was a girl, can I make it anymore obvious?

Deserae started to make posters to get protection. She isn't a good drawer, but it worked!

The poster reads "WANTED BODY GUARD. FOR INFO CALL 111-2531"

In just 1 hour Spyro called. He did it for free! (An arrow points at Spyro, labeling him as Spyro) Deserae accepted him. Spyro got to Deserae as fast as possible. Spyro and Deserae fell in love with each other as soon as they met.

Spyro: (thinking) She's the girl for me.

Deserae: You're handsome.

Spyro said, "So... What is it you need to be protected from?" Deserae told him all about the Rhynocs and the Permanate Sleeping Powder. They went off to find the Rhynocs.

Spyro: (thinking) Great! Tracks!

Spyro and Deserae headed to the lake. There wasn't anything there. The volcano did not have anything either. Finally they came to a forest.

Spyro: They might be in the forest!

They found a bag of the Sleeping Powder. Spyro destroyed it, but little did they know, it was a fake!

Meanwhile...

Unnamed Rhynoc 1: Where did I put that Sleeping Powder?

Unnamed Rhynoc 2: How should I know!? (while thinking 'It's in the safe.')

Back to the dragons...

Spyro: At least we got rid of the Sleeping Powder.

So he thought. The real Powder was in the metal safe.

Spyro had to use the bathroom, so he ran off and left Deserae.

Deserae: Hurry up!

Unfortunately, the Rhynocs heard that Spyro had stopped protecting her. They headed her way.

Unnamed Rhynoc: Sun dragon! You're mine!

The Rhynocs found Deserae and shot a net on her. Then they carried her away.

Deserae: No!

Deserae got bored in the room they put her in. So she decided to work on her fire power. Suddenly, Deserae changed color to confuse the Rhinoc!

Unnamed Rhynoc: WHAT IS THAT NOISE!?

Note: I love how I keep switching between spelling it as Rhinoc and Rhynoc. For the record, they're a classic Spyro enemy and Rhynoc is the correct spelling, I believe. Meanwhile, Deserae's color swap was done entirely because I was using a different set of crayons from the usual ones and had to use different pinks for her, so I just decided to make the color switch a part of the story. Lmaoo

The Rhinoc opened the door and Deserae flamed him accidently. Another Rhinoc came running and saw her. But he was so stupid he let her out because he thought she was another dragon.

Desarae: I must find Spyro! (while thinking 'Idiot')

Rhynoc: Beat it!

Deserae got back to the forest's entrance. Spyro was laying down, sleeping. Deserae shot a flame at him to wake him up.

This is what happened...

Spyro: What the... Deserae! Is that you?

Deserae: Duh. Oh wait, I'm still a different color.

I adore how my sequence of events here is Spyro going off to use the bathroom, Deserae gets taken in the meantime, and apparently when he gets back and can't find her, he just... lays down to take a nap?? Okay man. Sure

Spyro went to find some sleep. Deserae turned back to shades of red-violet.

Deserae: My horn bent! (While thinking 'I'll have to fix it...')

Deserae headed to the lake for a drink and some fish. It's very dark water.

Suddenly, and trust me when I say I don't know how it happened, Snape from Harry Potter walked up.

Deserae: Snape! I like your daring! I do stupid things too!

Deserae: (thinking) Is that a dress or robe? His skin is pale.

Snape: Do I know you? (While thinking 'Dragons are big...')

Snape ran away for unknown reasons. Deserae found Spyro.

Spyro: Stop doing that!

Deserae: It does work. (While thinking 'I'm good at talking while flaming')

aand that's it. I never got further than that. The goddamn Snape cameo hit me like a truck, god. I forgot I just threw him into this for no reason. He's there for one entire panel and just runs off again. Good riddance.

So yeah, that's Super Dragons. Again, I love Spyro walking away from the person he agreed to protect to go sleep, and she again just went and found him and flamed him to wake him up. That probably would have been a running joke if I kept writing this. There's also how they fell in love at first sight, only for that to proceed to just not be relevant for the rest of it. Spyro/Deserae I guess

But yeah looking back at this was SO fun, yeah there's very little artistic talent but nonetheless, I had an idea and I followed it, and ya gotta respect that. Everyone starts somewhere, and that's where I started with learning to write and draw. With silly lil dragon stories like this, many of which didn't get finished or shared, but any practice was still valuable. For anyone who decided to read through this whole post, I hope you've enjoyed taking a look at my oldest creative works. I might scan and share more of my old "books", I'll use the tag 'my old writing' for any of it, lemme know if you're interested in seeing more! :D

#artwork #my art #my writing #my old writing #dragon #dragons #spyro #comic #this is so silly but so fun to look back on #long post

[lapiscasuali]

There's this boy

I was poking around an old (non-tumblr) blog of mine, long abandonded, login forgotten. I guess my computer remembered the login for me because in my haphazard clicking I ended up falling into the backend, a list of posts before me. Including drafts. Posts never posted, that I barely if at all remember writing. Snapshots of a younger me, seperated from now by just over a decade. So focused, so idealistic.

I thought I'd finally let some of those words see the light of day. I've changed somewhat, I've definitely lost the surety of gender, but I like to believe that I have retained some of that idealism, and that the sentiment of last sentence remains true.

"There's this boy" 24th Feb 2013

Labels: Futurism, Sleep deprivation

There's this boy, and all he wants in life is to live in the future. Not so much to get older quicker, more to experience the far future. So he devours sci-fi and spec-fic media. Books like Neuromancer, and The Diamond Age, where humans blend seamlessly with the technology around them. Games like Mass Effect that demonstrate a relatively newly space-faring humanity, veritable virgins in the galactic landscape. Settings like Revelation Space, where humanity, wiser but still possessing it's myriad flaws, is verging on transhumanism, moving beyond regular evolution, to Eclipse Phase, where transhumanity is all there is. Consciousness can be uploaded and downloaded, tinkered with and altered as easily as one might get a tattoo.

Science is another passion. Physics in particular. He doesn't remember which came first, his love for the future, or his love for science, but it doesn't seem to matter. Each lead directly to the other, and he studies hard, or at least as hard as a boy will when surrounded by his beloved tech, so he can be part of as much of the future as his human life will allow. And he hopes beyond hope, that that limit keeps moving further and further away as science and technology continue to make breakthroughs in longevity.

I think about this boy and I think, all he really wants is what any, or at least many of us want deep down. He is working under the same mental drive that forces people to believe in a supernatural afterlife, or reincarnation. He wants immortality. He fears death, yes, though he will not readily admit it to himself, but it is not this that drives him. You see he loves science and he loves the future because he loves humanity, as one loves and worries about a dear friend. He wants to see humanity's potential realised, to witness them reach out into space and explore and learn. To beat disease, and eventually death. To inevitably become greater than humanity itself, and be born into something wholly new.

He fears death, but more often he fears that this will remain in the realm of sci fi and spec fic. He wants to live long and learn, and for humanity to learn with him, for he knows that we live in a finite universe, and learning is all there is. There is no greater goal, no greater reason to live than to learn and experience and love, and there is so much of it to do, so much that his heart screams out in joy and terror at the shear magnitude of it all, and he cannot do it alone. So he studies his physics and follows his technology, and he hopes. He loves humanity and he hopes.

#hope #futurism #transhumanism #my old writing #personal #sleep deprivation

[taletoldbyanidiot]

How to Speak Like a Writer stutter-mutter yourself into a hole world of nightmarish you’d never thought you’d thought and never think because once— Interruptions subjects in eternal rotations that never see the sun in black and white matters grey matters disappear into the dust to find— What was that word? wit is a paper-game don’t play with tongue-tired pens never rest “easy thoughtlessness of thought” natural in graphite— Never stop while erasers run bare pages full empty voice

#words are not my thing #at least when I'm trying to speak #poetry #spilled ink #spilled poetry #writeblr #original poem #on writing #my old writing

[narukoibito]

I just read your fic ‘paper planes’, knowing it was abandoned, and I don’t regret it at all. I totally understand your reasons to not have finished it but I love angst stories and it’s so hard to find good ones, wish you would have finished it :( Anyway, just wanted to tell you I really appreciated your story!

Asfhjskg thank you! It's so rare to receive comments from my super old fics. You're so sweet to take a moment to tell me you enjoyed it. 💛

#paper planes #anonymous #my old writing

[smzeszikorova]

Tell me about Nicholas Tries to Escape

Does he manage to do it?

Ah, yes. So Nicholas is a character in Book 3, whose relationship to the other characters I won't explain for Massive Spoiler reasons. But basically, he's in training as a spy, ends up trapped somewhere he wasn't supposed to be, and can't contact his trainer for help because he's surrounded by mind-readers.

His solution is to escape through the underground prison, which is full of hidden secret exits, and unfortunately, he doesn't even get past the entrance.

This document is actually on the older end, so a lot's changed since I wrote it. I think I can get away with putting a little snippet here without ruining too much.

The door swung open. There was only one pair of footsteps, so far as Nicholas could tell. He could hear the person’s boots clicking against the chamber’s metal floors as they approached the exit. Then the footsteps became suddenly soft and disconcertingly close. The person was in the grass now, invisible to Nicholas in the dark, but no more than a few feet away from him. He could hear them breathing, though this sound was quickly muffled by the slamming of the chamber’s heavy door and the clicking of its lock. Now his window was gone, and Nicholas was less than an arm’s length away from a Kenacian officer with special access to the underground prison network. Nicholas didn’t have that access. He had no excuse for being here. And if he was seen . . . he couldn’t let that happen.  The officer kicked at the grass languidly and hummed in a high, airy voice. For some reason they’d stopped moving; the footsteps had come to a halt. Nicholas slowly lifted his body a few inches from the ground. At this point it was probable that he’d be left with no other alternative but to run and pray to God those months of racing magically-enhanced sprinters had paid off. He released his mouth for a moment and drew in a shaky breath, then immediately clamped it shut again when he heard the officer speak.  “Is someone there?” they said, sounding more amused than concerned. 

Thanks so much for the ask! (Swear to god, it takes everything in me not to just dump the entire plot of Book 3 here.)

#p&k #p&k asks #my old writing #tag game #file tag

[spencer-is-dead]

So…My ‘book’

Earlier today I mentioned that I have published a book before. ‘Published’ is a strong word for what it really was, just using Amazon’s book service. I was ten when I wrote it, and my writing style has…certainly (and thankfully) evolved over the years.

I have been writing since I was seven years old, and I was certainly not a good author when I started out. I George RR Martin’ed a character in my first ever piece (which has thankfully been lost to time), and often added things on a whim because they were funny to me. This book is no different. It’s bad, cliche, racist (I was ten though I now take full responsibility for my actions and was not aware of what I was doing. It’s not as bad as you think it was just a Chinese character that spoke Chinese sometimes she was based off one of my old friends and honestly it was just a weird addition I might leave a little hint for you guys to find it, so if you want to spend five dollars on MDSpencer’s first ever novel, go ahead, be my guest), and downright weird.

For anyone wondering, it’s called Science sisters. I won’t be linking it because IDK man I’m just weird like that. It’s like 28 pages long and this is what the first page looks like

Yeah it’s bad. Aside from the obvious fourth grader propaganda, it just comes off as kinda stupid.

Do I regret writing this? No. Am I proud of it?

Kinda actually. I managed to write 28 pages of (16 pt helvecta) text.

So yeah. That’s about it. It’s bad, its cringe, and just overall weird. Over these past few months (6 I believe since I wrote PaP) I’ve improved tremendously! I’m proud of how far I’ve come.

#novels #original story #my old work #my old writing #its bad

[skyward-floored]

@telemna-hyelle you wanted to see the first ever draft of brethren in a cradle?

Here you go :D

it’s a little choppy, and obviously wasn’t supposed to be the first chapter, but it’s interesting to see what I kept and what changed in the actual fic (and a few things I haven’t put in yet).

(The date on this was June 21, 2021. I did not realize it was that long ago I started to write this o_o)

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“Guys what the heck?!”

Wind’s shouts made Twilight snap his head up. Warriors and Wild had finally returned, and were currently holding a small smoky bundle. Well, Wild was holding the bundle, Warriors was shushing Wind and trying to calm him down. It was too late though. Before long the entire camp had converged on the two knights and were bombarding them with questions.

“What’s going on? What did you guys find?”

“What took you so long? Only the Old Man’s group isn’t back yet!”

“What’s with the rags?”

“Is that a baby?”

Silence fell over the clearing at the last question, and Twilight finally stepped forward to put a hand on the bundle.

“Great Farore above,” he muttered in shock as a small hand appeared from beneath the messy folds.

All of the Links present immediately burst into an uproar.

Wild ignored the noise and gently pulled the cloth farther down, revealing bright blue eyes peeking out from underneath a mop of sooty blond hair.

“We found him in the last house we searched,” began Warriors in in a soft voice to Twilight as Wild desperately tried to field the others questions. “I don’t know how he survived honestly; the place was half gone and an entire bookshelf missed where he was lying by centimeters.”

He sighed, brushing some ashes from his scarf. Twilight gently took the small bundle from Wild, wiping some soot off of the child’s face as he did so.

“We’ve swept this whole town,” Warriors continued, “if anyone else had survived we would have found them by now,” he finished with a resigned look in his eyes.

Twilight felt a familiar weight settle in his stomach. He knew they weren’t fast enough, he should’ve gone ahead, he should’ve-

“Rancher I know what you’re thinking. There’s no way we could have made it here in time, you know that,” said Warriors gently, putting a hand on his shoulder. “don’t blame yourself.”

Twilight stared down at the bundle in his lap and nodded, sighing quietly.

“I know Captain.”

He watched the baby for a moment, then looked up at the Warriors, frowning as he saw something in his eyes.

“Are you alright?” Twilight ventured.

Warriors’ hand was fisted tightly in his scarf, his face creased into a tight frown as he looked at his boots.

”I’m fine Rancher. I just, I- this just-“ he cut off, frowning as he stared down at his hands. “...this reminds me too much of the war,” he muttered. “too many innocent villages caught in the crossfire without any say in it.”

Warriors was silent for a moment before a frustrated growl escaped his lips. “I just wish we could’ve-“

“Um, hello?” interjected Legend, tired of his questions remaining unanswered. “anybody know what we’re going to do with this baby exactly? We’re kind of on a world-saving quest, hunting for monsters, and fighting for our lives in case you didn’t notice. We can’t take him with us!”

Wild frowned at him. “Well we can’t just leave him here, maybe we should-“

“We have to bring him!” interrupted Wind. “There’s nowhere else for him to go!”

The clearing dissolved into arguments again as Twilight stared down at the baby quietly sucking on his thumb, Warriors tiredly watching the debate.

The child looked up at him and smiled sleepily, doubtless happy to be around people again after being alone for so long. Twilight felt his mouth upturn as he watched the little guy start to fall asleep, for some reason lulled by the sounds of the arguing heroes.

His suddenly found his thoughts turning to his own family. Was Uli’s baby doing all right? He hoped Rusl and Colin didn’t miss him too much. He wondered if Fado was managing to keep the goats contained for once, and if Ilia-

He was broken from his musings by Time, Sky, and Four returning to camp.

Four furrowed his brow at the chaos in front of him as the three walked in, a hand raised to scratch his chin.

“What happened here?” He asked Hyrule, who hadn’t joined the argument. The Traveler wordlessly pointed at Warriors and Twilight, the latter of whom gave an awkward little wave at Time.

Twilight wished he’d had Wild’s slate at that moment; the look on his mentor’s face was priceless as he caught sight of the baby in his protégé’s lap.

“Rancher,” he said in a strained voice. “Where did you get-”

Twilight shrugged. “The Cook found him.”

Time stared at him for a moment then sighed and rubbed his forehead.

“Of course he did.”

He walked over and sat down on the log next to Twilight, looking down at the now sound asleep baby in his arms. Warriors, Four and Sky all glanced at each other, then went to try and settle (or join) the rapidly escalating argument behind them.

“Did they find any other survivors?” Time asked Twilight, the tone of his voice suggesting he already knew the answer.

Twilight shook his head.

“No.” He answered heavily. “he’s the only one. We’ve looked all over, there’s nobody left. It’s a miracle the Champion found him at all.”

Time nodded solemnly and closed his eyes, looking lost in thought.

“I suppose we’ll have to figure out if he has any relatives living elsewhere, or any villagers who may have fled...” he began after a moment. “I just don’t know how we’re going to be able to take him with us. We’re hardly equipped to handle caring for a baby, even if it’s only for a short while.”

“With all do respect old man, I don’t think we really have a choice,” declared Twilight, dusting more soot off of the baby. “we’ll just have to hope there’s another village nearby with someone willing to take him in.”

Time frowned, rubbing his face tiredly. “I suppose so. We’d better make camp here for tonight, we can figure out a more definitive plan in the morning.”

Twilight nodded and handed the baby over to Time, hiding a smile as the old man struggled awkwardly for a moment. “I’ll take him back in a minute, calm down old man. I was just going to see if Wild had any milk he could drink when he wakes up.”

Time leveled him with a strangely pouty look. “I am perfectly calm and capable of holding a baby for a few minutes, Rancher.”

Twilight grinned and clapped him on the back. “Sure thing old man, sure thing.”

Time stared down at the sleeping bundle in his lap as Twilight walked away. The baby had started to drool in his sleep, a smile gracing his tiny features through the ash and soot that still clung to his face.

Time sighed heavily.

“I’m getting too old for this.”

#my OLD writing #linkeduniverse #linked universe #writing from the floor #long post #I have so many deleted scenes of this fic lying around my files

[notsofunsenpai]

George hasn't been feeling good about himself lately especially about his weight,he tried his best to go on diets but he just can't help himself when it comes to sweets along with salty snacks.  George sighed,"Why is it so hard to go on a diet?"he said annoyed. It's been two weeks that he tried to be healthy  but it hasn't gone to plan. He was lost in thought about what he should do about it when he felt his phone vibrate.He takes his phone out of his pocket and sees he had gotten an text message from Clay.

Dream:What would you like to eat for dinner, Sugar? ,:)

George loves this man but right now sugar seemed to be his enemy ,but thinks of what he would like to eat then replies.

Goggy: How about something healthy? Nothing to salty or sweet please, I'm trying to lose weight.

Dream: Awww,guess I'm off the menu for tonight? ;(

Goggy: Haha,very funny. Please,do this for me? I'm trying very hard to lose weight.

Dream:But Sugar Plum,you're fine the way you are! I love you and your body! I love those chubs and your chubby cheeks but mostly I love your thicc thighs! Any man or women would fall head over heels for you !

George smiles at the message ,god he was so lucky to have this man in his life not only as a friend but also a lover

Goggy:You know the best ways to cheer me up,heh thanks I needed that compliment.

Dream: I'm glad I could cheer you up! I'll be home in a an hour or two with some stuff then we can make dinner together! It would be so romantic!

Dream: little spaghetti kisses in candle light,totally not ripping that idea off from a movie, or we could make  something more green like a stir fry,we can have mostly vegetables and I can buy some skinless and boneless chicken breasts that way it's less calories,fat,and cholesterol too!

Goggy:Okay,either or sounds perfect! Thank you for helping me to diet! <3

Dream:It's no problem love,see you when I get home! <3

Googy:Okay <3

George smiled and puts his phone down,"I love that man." He says and decided to get up and do something before Clay comes home.

(/￣ー￣)/~~☆’.･.･:★’.･.･:☆ ~Time skip ~~~

George hears the door opening along with bags in his boyfriend's hands,"I'm home!"his boyfriend calls out happily,which made him smile. He takes a bag from Clay to help him out then they went into the kitchen ,"So what are we making tonight?" He asked.

"We're making Stir fry! I thought long and hard about it too! Even though I enjoy spaghett kisses, I love seeing you happy more! I made sure to get broccoli, green beans,brussel sprouts,and carrots with some soy sauce and some garlic to season with! We can roast or steam them that way it be more healthy! Also for dessert I got some pineapple and oranges!" He says grinning. George smiles at him and quickly hugs him,"Thank you so much.." he said as Clay smiles sweetly and  hugs him back kissing him. "You're welcome,now let's get dinner ready okay?" Clay said earning an nod from George.   They made the stir fry making sure to steam the veggies then season then slightly,and once the stir fry was ready they platted it. "Wow,this looks so good!" George said amazed by how good the food  turned out, his boyfriend just smiles sweetly at George as he admires the food. They soon begin eating and enjoying their dinner that they made together. When they were finish eating Clay grabbed their plates putting them in the sink then grabs the slice fruit he had brought and setting it down on the table. "Do you feel better ?" Clay asked taking a pineapple slice and feeding it to George who happily eats it,"Yeah,I'm feeling much better. "George said as his boyfriend feeds him another piece of fruit. Once the fruit was gone they cleaned up,and head to bed to watch a disney movie and cuddle. George was sitting on Clay's lap while his boyfriend holds him  giving him little kisses,"Clayy,stop it. I'm trying to watch Ratatouille!" George said blushing slightly. "I can't help it! You're just to gorgeous."Clay said then pins his lover  to the bed giving him kisses all over his body.  He kissed George's head,lips,neck,chest ,hands and arms, and his waist ."You're so beautiful. " Clay says lovingly as he lifts George's leg up kissing his thigh. George's face was now a dark red color, "Clay,you're so embarrassing.." he says looking away. His boyfriend puts his leg down and kisses him,"Good,be embarrased only for me,then I can be the happiest man alive. " he said kissing him again while intertwining his fingers with George's. "I love you so much George and I mean it. I'd do anything to see you smile,even risk my own life for you. I'm proud of you for going on this diet to better yourself,but I will never stop loving you and will always be by your side. No matter what shape or size you are, you will always be my Goggy." He said then notice tears running down George's face and quickly wipes them away and kisses him. "I..I love you so much,I don't deserve you." George cried out as his boyfriend kept kissing and wiping away his tears until he calmed down. Once George had calm down he sniffed then hugged Clay tightly,"Thank you,so much. For making me feel loved, I love you." He said with a small smile.  His boyfriend smiled ,"I love you too. Let's finish watching the movie,then we can sleep okay?" Clay said before giving him another kiss earning a nod from George,"Yeah okay."his boyfriend said smiling. The whole night was basically watching disney movies,Clay kissing and complimenting George, forgetting about sleeping,and cuddles.

#hello tumblr #fanfic #no proofreading we die like men #dreamwastaken #gerogenotfound #DNF #dnf fic #my fanfic writing #my old fanfic #my old writing #comfort

[sluttsxphobia]

I THINK I FOLLOW BOTH (if you are who i think you are) YOUR WATTPAD ACCOUNTS LMAO

MY OLD WATTPAD ACC IS SO CRINGE BYE 😭

It has all my old/current writing 😭

It's starrsuckz (fun fact I looked up my name to see it's a pornstar name 😭)

#miles fairchild #boris pavlikovsky #finnwolfhard #finn wolfhard smut #milesfairchildismylove #milesfairchildsmut #boris smut #milesfairchildcaninsultme #my old writing #was so bad #help me 😭 #star! 🍓.replies

[allisonreader]

Chronicles of Narnia Fan Fic List

Forgiveness

Greed

Heroes Recognized

The Meeting

The Last Meeting

#chronicles of narnia #my old writing #my old fanfic #all of which could probably stand to be rewritten or at least edited again #I don’t have the energy for that though

[phoenixculpa]

#2018 #my old writing #based on crime & punishment

[spyroforlife]

Legend of Malefor

Long ago, a rare purple dragon named Malefor was banished from the Dragon lands for his desperate lust for power. Betrayed and angry, he sought to bring ruin to the world, having come to believe his destiny was to destroy this world to allow a new, better one to be born in its place. But though his heart was full of hatred, he did once allow love in as well, and this decision altered both his own fate and the fate of the world. It wasn't mere coincidence that a new purple egg eventually came to be. This is the tale of Malefor failing to fulfill what he thought to be his destiny, reconsidering the story of his life, and choosing for himself how he wants his story to continue. Rating: General Audiences Chapters: 10 Word Count: 13,608

Yeah I uploaded the old fic I talked about here to AO3 because I could. I did revisions to pretty much every chapter, not just for grammar, but I ended up expanding a lot on some of Malefor's thoughts as well as better explaining some things in general, just because. Idk there was a lotta funkiness to the writing and I just didn't want to leave it like that lmao. I linked to the original of each chapter at the end so people are welcome to go look at the og 2010 writing in all its glory.

so yeah this is like. Obviously I don't need any criticism on what sucks because I know. It's from thirteen years ago. I know :') I'm just sharing it now for fun. Even the title is super unoriginal and a product of its time. But heyy I still have a soft spot for this fic so I'm leaving it like it is haha. For anyone who does decide to check it out, enjoy <3

#legend of spyro #spyro #malefor #writing #my writing #my old writing

[lucky2bunlucky]

Dear Self,

I’m sorry your heart was broken before you ever had the chance to protect it.

I’m sorry your family was broken even tho you tried to perfect it.

I’m sorry you love so hard even though you’re broken.

I’m sorry I let you give your heart to people who didn’t deserve it.

I’m sorry you don’t feel like you’re “worth it”.

I’m sorry everyone you’ve ever loved put you through pain.

I’m sorry I let you take all the blame.

I’m sorry you can’t let the room be quiet.

I’m sorry you’re having a war with your mind and heart.

I’m sorry your world keeps falling apart.

I’m sorry I try to mend people before I mend you, but I just don’t know what else to do.

Written Tuesday March 31, 2020

#my old writing #my poems #poems and poetry #sad but true #original work

[taletoldbyanidiot]

Evolution You and I watched as the little girl next door climbed on to the kindergarten bus today. I wonder if it is something that you might like to do; or something that I just might like to watch you do—someday. All dressed up for your very first day, I would pass you, sweet son to a stranger in the yellow. I would catch all the smiles and a quick wave tossed from the top step. I should not have to give you away. Mine completely until now— to share you seems unfair. Hug me before you leave. I don’t want to cry as you disappear through the door from my life for a day. Tomorrow I will watch all the pomp and circumstance. I give you away again, but I trust you— the keeper of your future. Still, hug me before you leave. I will cry as you disappear, but only from view, because as long as I am here, I will be with you.

#motherly love #again #he's all grown up now #my old writing #original poem #poem #poetry #spilled poetry #spilled ink #writeblr #sorry I didn't post one yesterday