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pretentiouswreckingball · 7 months

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20 questions for fic writers!

thank you for the tag lovely kay @xjustakay <3

1. How many works do you have on ao3?

Six so far!

2. What’s your total ao3 word count?

57,991 —which might not seem much but still, very proud of it, specially because a year ago, I wouldn’t have dreamed writing that many words.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

So far only marauders, but I have some drarry/golden trio era in the making, as well as some PJO and GO so, we’ll see!

4. What are you top 5 fics by kudos?

Since I don’t have that many I’ll only put my top three:

Archenemies (or so he thought) -> Sirius hunts down his bestie James for ditching him on a prank and finds him cuddling with the enemy (a black cat) who turns out to be more of a pain in the ass than he expected, especially because for some reason, the little shit acts a lot like his brother.

Don’t threaten me with a good time -> Ah, Black cats, mischievous little things, aren’t they? Known for being a pain in the ass for older brothers, a good companion for best friends and devil incarnated for lovers and love ones alike.

When it rains -> It all comes down to a certain bus stop on a rainy week. Between interesting chats, pastries and being almost ran over by a purple car, there’s something about the person they share the bus stop with that seems familiar. (Basically a bunch of meet-cutes and pinning idiots being, well, idiots)

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

I do, yes! I love responding to comments but sometimes I tell myself I’m going to answer later in the day and I forget :( but I do love comments, they make my day every time. 💘

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

Hands down it will be slow dancing in the dark, the whole fic is quite angsty, at least for me, but I wouldn’t say it has a angsty ending, maybe a little— nvm I just re-read it. Yeah, it’s sad.

7. What is a fic your wrote with the happiest ending?

My babygirl some sunny day, that fic is my go-to when I remember this fandom is based in death, angst and misery hahaha. Some sunny day is like a, well, a ray of sunshine lmao. It has my favorite setting, my fave pairs and some Spanish here and there. Love it dearly.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Thankfully no, maybe some weird ones but nothing that I would count as hateful. Really grateful for that, dunno what I would do if I were to receive those on a daily basis, never post again most likely lmao.

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

Haven’t post smut yet but I wrote some, still in the doc and everything but is there, waiting to be posted 😈

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

Not really my thing, no. but maybe! who knows

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of, haven’t looked Wattpad yet tho.

12. Have you ever has a fic translated?

No, but if anyone would want to, it would be lovely!

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

It’s in the making, actually! @sequinhaze and I are doing a drarry fic, so there’s that 😌

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

All-time favorite is a not easy to answer, i mean currently it’s drarry and jeggy but my first was Percabeth and Solangelo, I was a sucker for them and still am. So maybe them.

15. What’s a wip you what to finish but doubt you ever will?

The empire of the sun trilogy jsjsjs maybe I’ll finish the first one but the other two seem pretty far away for me right now, but one never knows so.

Also copying Kay’s answer here because my google docs also looks like a graveyard of unfinished works lmao.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I believe I give a solid characterization and maybe storytelling (?? Inner monologue maybe? love to see the chaos i created in my little puppets.

17. What are you writing weaknesses?

Run on sentences, I’ve been told I tend to do that a lot hehe and comas —also it costs me greatly to just write, if I’m not in the mood it’s hard for me to just go for it.

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

1000% I’m favor. Some of my fics have French/Spanish in them, I like the idea of leaving non-spanish speakers to go to the end notes or to google translate or straight-up wonder what the hell I’m talking about jsjsj

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Some 1D and JB back in the day, so you bet your asses y/n and I were besties

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

About time, scars and the brightest stars is my absolute favorite. That fic is the love of my life, it has everything I love and more and rn I can put the link bc I took it down so I can finish it all and post it in one go but yeah, that one.

no pressure tags: @sequinhaze @a-fiery-fox @residentrookie @magswrite @fruityindividual @nevvaraven @inevitablestars @arakhnee

#this took me more time than I was expecting but I enjoyed it a lot #loops plays a game #tag games

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organic-guacamole · 2 years

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HSMTMTS SEASON 3 EPISODE 4 REACTION

I'm late this time because I was in the hospital yesterday and recovering now but uh I'm here, enjoy.

of course they prepared fabulous just to be like "oh heyyy Corbin, what's that? why are we in poses at the pool? oh this is what we're always like!"

what is happening rn? why did EJ jsut do a 180 and making weird quips at Ricky- huh????

ah, a gap year.... this explains so much

a dance break 😃

sounds like a different song but yay everyone slays

How did they do the entire song without realising it's "just Dewey"

Kourtney/Dara is so beautiful. the outfit and hair is just *chefs kiss*

ooo neighbours heheheheheh I've read enough wattpad in the olden days to know what happens next

BRO WHAT CASWELL SUCCESS TRAINING SCHOOL WHAT IS THIS WHAT IS GOING ON IM SO LOST

RJ- Mr Corbin Bleu sir, it's actually caswen. according to the majority of rickyxej shippers

RICKY HAS A BIRTHDAY? IN SUMMER? idk he always felt like a February/March guy to me...

confusion was Kaycee like actually... nvm the con and AUs are messing with me...

the classic "rich person thinks all people have people to do things for them" trope

the cameraman is great. finally someone sees Carlos for the misogynistic womaniser he is😤😤(I don't think I need this but jic.../j)

CARLOS' STRAIGHT-DAR HELP WHO WROTE THIS SHOW.

because of the lust.

woah the canteen is kinda pretty

what is happening with EJ and Ricky in this episode im-

the cameraman's one liners are killing me here "big brother has been on the air for 23 seasons, they haven't even left the house yet"

STOP I STOPPED BREATHING WHEN EJ CAME OUT IN THE SUIT IM CRYING ROLLING ON THE FLOOR CACKLING HELP ME

why does EJ's hair like, look good styled like that um

stop it Ricky, gosh I hate this show🧍🏽‍♀️

why would he just randomly open the paper if he didn't want Gina to see the list I cannot rn

MadMad /ref

Ricky's little check to the camera was SO CUTE

JET!!!

HEY I HAVE THE SAME POPCORN CONTAINERS

since when did Ricky get so perceptive hmmm

Ricky and EJ and Gina and Jet and Ashlyn and Val is all just so much and idk what to do with it. please just calm down guys😭

good. we get to focus on Kourtney. get some depth in her character. we love Kourtney. what? am I understanding correctly? hsmtmts is getting a therapy arc? wish it had more build up but this is great.

why did they put all this on poor EJ? I can see the grey hairs sprouting.

oh no oh no oh no oh no EJ stop please I can't

that part made no sense actually

she sees a letter sticking out, picks it up, reads it in like 0.2 secinds, then asks the random girl walking by if she knew about it

um anyways I low-key hate the second half of this episode

and the whole episode just kinda threw in a lot of things that seem random? idk man this is weird

#hsmtmts #hsmtmts s3 #hsmtmts season 3 #ej caswell #ricky bowen #gina porter #carlos rodriguez #kourtney greene #ashlyn caswell #maddox hsmtmts #val hsmtmts #jet hsmtmts

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bangerbug · 2 years

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I never hated and loved myself this much. never.

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curseofaphrodite · 2 years

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hi hi hi hi

fuck exams tbh i hate it with my everything *sobs* anywhore wishing you do well in your exams

aNYWAYS GUESS WHAT HAPPENED TODAY I LIVED MY WATTPAD MOMENT 😩 so yk my bf he came to my house and i was writing bio test at that time so he was talking and annoying my mother mary 😍👌 anyways once i finished the test he was like "aw i'm so proud of you yayay" *kisses my forehead* oh my god i died and came back bc that was so cute??? and the fact that he knew i probably need some sweet words bc yk i was sick and all so i missed a lot of time. NOW ONTO THE ✨WATTPAD✨ moment the next thing he says is "aren't you a good girl? why yes you are. my good girl." oh my god the fucking butterflies 🦋🦋😩🙏 (i'm pretty sure a whole ass earthquake occurred inside my stomach-) and and and he whispered it in my ear good great god it was so hot i think he knew that did things to me bc then that mf proceeded to smirk (he looked hot asf okay? he didn't look like some old creepy man while smirking. he a seggsy mf sORRY)

no thoughts mind empty just-

moving on

tHE PERSON WHO DRESSED UP AS MY GIRL OLIVE SMITH I HOPE YOU FIND SOMEONE LIKE ADAM CARLSEN<33 (lmao i stalk your profile when i'm bored sorry not sorry astoria)

and why have you not read the love hypothesis tori 🤨🤨🤨🤨 i force you to read it the second you're free ;) [pls do read it so we can simp over adam carlsen together ffs none of my friends like reading and i'm this close to find new friends- nvm i'm changing school so i kinda have to find new friends anyways] [have you read spanish love deception six of crows duology folk of air series dear aaron from lukov with love luna and the lie shatter me series ACOTAR series it ends with us reminders of him ugly love basically any coho books//mariana zapata books?? say yes pls i'm losing my mind i need someone to discuss these with &&& simp over the characters hahah lol i'm rambling nonsense omg bye i'll just go ig] [oh and punk 57 && marriage for one too for plot obviously never for the great smut and hot female oc] i swear i'm not high

since i'm such a generous person (🤣🤌) i'm gonna share another poem of mine with you (only you get to read it vip friend wife things💕)

me 🤝 using emojis unnecessarily

TAKE CARE I LOVE YOU AND I HOPE YOU DO WONDERS IN YOUR EXAMS MWAH MWAH<3

🔮

me 🤝 people who use emojis a lot

first up PLS YOUR BOYFRIENDS SO COOL IM YOUR MAID OF HONOR OK ITS LEGAL NOW IM LEGALLY YOUR MAID OF HONOR. tease him back next time and see how he likes it 😩

@iceaesthiexs FIND YOUR ADAM WHOEVER THAT IS.

also yes I'm yet to read love hypothesis hshjhdkj I generally don't read a lot of books which have romance as their main plotline. BUT I DID READ SIX OF CROWS BE PROUD! omg I read Spanish love deception too but it was a hit and a miss for me. I give it 3/5, deducting two simply because the author KEPT SAYING BLUE EYES LIKE JESUS CHRIST REFER TO THIS, you'll see what I mean. ill put a screenshot here anyway

AJDKA the writing was good tho bestie but the story was inconsistent, this is why i stick to murder mysteries.

I SAW YOUR POEM AND QUEUED IT I THINK!! i have a talented poet friend now 😩😩💌

im not gonna do any wonders but we'll seeeeee. how are your exams going on?

#🔮 anon #tea with anons

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friendly-neighborhood-kinnie · 3 years

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MLB

⚠Assault ⚠

Why do I think I'm going to read a Miraculous fan fiction on wattpad (college au) and Adrien not be a bordering r*p*st and Adrien and Marinette be roommates and guess what? There's only one bed!! I can't!!! I just want something cute and angst and why is A03 so much better with Miraculous fics???

Edit: nvm he fucking gave her a hickey while she was sleeping??? Tf?? Also I'm going to update this as I go so of anyone is interested

Edit 2: she went to see Alya her and Nino were doing the dirty then she went back to her dorm and then her and Adrien were suddenly about to do the dirty??? Miss girl you hated him a few chapters ago???

Edit 3: so now they're taking a trip even though they just got to college, also Marinette and Adrien are perfectly chill with each other now and have a thing going for them??? Y'all tf???

Edit 4: they just confessed there love for each other??? They just fucked and were caught by Nino and Alya???

Edit 5: Nino and Alya are a toxic relationship, Alya is abusive. Where tf did the nickname 'Kitty' come from??? It doesn't mention them having miraculous??? And now Nino and Alya are doing the deed... Loudly. Jesus fuck why am I reading this.

Edit 6: I'm on the last chapter and they are suddenly about to graduate??? Also some weird drunk kinky shit is going down??? Again assault! Adrien! She's fucking drunk! You were starting to grow on me!! Idgaf if what she was saying is 'turning you on' you dumb bitch. This shit just ended with a fiver year time jump that said Adrien proposed and she said yes.

Overall rating: 9/10 some things bothered me but I got a good giggle out of it.

#cat noir #miraculous ladybug #ml adrien #ladynoir #ml ladybug #ml marinette

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tyonfs · 3 years

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🤧: did you ever feel embarrassed the first time you posted smut? Cause meeee rn lmaoo

I posted a oneshot of smut and I’m like going through the aftereffects of feeling awkward like sis I really did that haha

I’m impressed you can continuously write smut cause like how do you get over that embarrassed phase? loll

Hope you are well ❤️

HELLOOO i’m doing well !! just nervous bc final tomorrow AHHH but hopefully it’ll go good 😳 how about you? i hope things are good 💖

AND PLS 💀💀 I WAS NERVOUS AS HELL THE FIRST TIME I POSTED SMUT

tbh i created this blog to practice smut bc i want my main blog to just be horror/angst fics, and i didn’t expect it to get a big response here 👁 and tbh it taught me that smut is HARD, like horror always came naturally to me bc the ideas are so fresh in my head but smut is like 🧎‍♀️ okay how do i describe intercourse differently this time than how i described it in my last fic

and i’ll have to read your smut soon !! after my final tmrw i’m def getting to it 😽

and pls i still get embarrassed over my smut 💀💀 that’s a big part of why i don’t take nsfw asks on this site bc it makes me uncomfortable and embarrassed to read/answer them LMFAO i’d rather just post my own nsfw content and run away

like requests are cool w me 👍 but if you ask me to imagine jaemin fingering me or someone else then i’m gonna have to pretend i never saw it 🏃‍♂️ plus idk if anons are adults or minors so i’m not gonna answer with a “imagine jaehyun doing this and that to you”

but trust the buildup to getting to write and publish smut was a courageous decision ✊ i was VERY hesitant LOL i think i started with a suggestive fic and built up to an actual smut and even then i was still wary about how it was 😭

but honestly smut isn’t my go-to all the time HAHAH like i love to self indulge sometimes 💆‍♀️ but sometimes i prefer the story so i do post fics without smut on other blogs so it’s not all i have to show for my writing

also my fic “that’s rich” could’ve worked just as well without the smut now that i look back on it LMFAO when i was plotting it, i made it super smut heavy and it was pure self indulgence but as i wrote it, i suddenly wanted to incorporate all these little things and tbh i like it a lot better !! it was pretty much a big projection of my commitment issues LMFAO but my intention was for people to be able to relate to the characters and i’m glad it conveyed that

tbh i was super scared about publishing it because when i wrote on wattpad, people tore down my ocs a lot 😭 that was the one thing that kinda scarred me about writing about topics close to heart bc i tend to give my mcs flaws that some readers don’t want, and on wattpad my mcs would be dragged through the dirt

like i had this fic based on russian roulette, so like seven girls playing a game of russian roulette and the winner gets the guy they all like. so obviously most of them were toxic and hating them is understandable bc they were bitches LMFAO but when ppl started to slut shame them i was like 😭 wait outta pocket that’s too far

and then my other characters would breathe and get hated on for no reason. like there was this scene where jimin opened a letter and the comments were like “NO JIMIN YOURE SO DUMB” and then in the next chapter taehyung throws his letter instead of opening it like jimin and the comments were like “TAEHYUNG WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT”

so i eventually felt exhausted and felt like i couldn’t make my characters do anything without them getting hated on so i scrapped that book and lost motivation to write it 😀 i even wanted to rewrite for nct it the other day but i took a look at the comments and went 👨‍🦯 okay nvm

and i’m SORRY this went on such a LONG tangent but basically i think i rlly prefer writing smut on this website bc the community is much more accepting of character flaws and gives them the chance to see them develop !! and i hope you can apply that mentality to your smut fics and realize that we’re all here to support you 💕

#tyonfs asks #🤧 anon #im so sorry this got so long #i went on a wattpad hate rant OOPS

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carbonated-chicken-broth · 5 years

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Riddles and Body Bleach || Lucifer x Reader

Love Luci. This is actually an older one I’ve got posted on wATtPaD but since I abandoned the site, I figured I’d post it here to try and maintain some semblance of productivity.

Pairing(s): Lucifer/Reader, Dean/Cas, Sam/no one (poooooor Sammeh)

Category: Crack

Reader Gender: Female

Warnings: Uhhhhh mild implications? Nothing major. Also naughty language, but again, nothing too too bad. Also it’s a crackfic so...I mean, I hope it’s funny? I’m doin’ my best, I swear.

Word Count: 1,100+

Sam has created a chat

Sam has added Dean, Castiel, (Y/N)

Sam: Guys

Sam: Guys guess what

(Y/N): Did you get anywhere on the research?

Dean: Yeah we're not finding anything useful

Sam: No but I found something better

Castiel: What is it, Sam?

Dean: hold on

Dean has changed 'Castiel' to 'Cas'

Dean: it was making me uncomfortable. carry on

Sam: Guys

(Y/N): What

Sam: Riddles

Dean: ...

Dean: . . .

Dean: Sam ppl r literally dying as we speak wtf

Sam: Dean ppl r dying literally whenever we speak and we have no leads just let me have this

(Y/N): are they.........are they good riddles

Sam: .........yus

(Y/N): gimme

Sam: What can you take from a man who has nothing?

Dean: *takes your laptop*

(Y/N): *takes your 2-in-1 shampoo/hair conditioner*

Sam: You already do that

Lucifer has joined the chat

Lucifer: *takes your soul*

Dean: TOO FAR

Sam: ...

Lucifer: Hiya Sammy

Lucifer: Deano

Lucifer: Cassie

Lucifer: (Y/N) 🖤

(Y/N): 🖤

Sam: ...

Sam: bitch

Dean: someone say jerk before the universe collapses

Cas: Why would the universe collapse unless someone says 'jerk?'

Cas: Dean?

Cas: You're such a child.

Cas: Jerk.

Dean: thank you

Lucifer: (Y/N) why does sammeh hate meeeee

(Y/N): Hmmmmmmmmidk

Sam: oH YOU WANNA KNOW WHAT YOU DID?? I'LL TELL YOU WHAT YOU DID!!

Lucifer has been disconnected

Sam: serves him the fuck right. thirstyass ho

Castiel: ???

Sam: The answer is his virginity

Castiel: ?!?!?!

Dean: smooth transition there

Sam: Shut up

(Y/N): Wait but like,,,,,,,how

Sam: If he has nothing, then he doesn't have sex

Cas: That is a paradox.

Sam: Stfu

Cas: What does that mean?

Dean: don't worry about it

(Y/N): Hey Sam remember that job we were working? That job that saves peoples lives? That job?

Sam: Fine

Lucifer has joined the chat

Lucifer: the wifi down here is no bueno

Sam: Leave

Sam: You are not welcome here

Dean: got'em

Cas: The lingo here is very strange. It is as if the laws of grammar and spelling do not apply. I shall document my findings.

Dean: never say lingo again

Sam: The power of Christ compels you to gtfo

Lucifer: (Y/N) Sam's being a big meanie help

Lucifer: (Y/NNNNNN)

Lucifer: halp meh pls

Lucifer: dark princess most amorous where u go

Sam: You're too late. She can't hear you now

Lucifer: wHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY LOVE

Dean: you'll never know

Cas: Sam stole (Y/N)'s phone.

Dean: CAS

Cas: She is in the process of getting it back. Sam is too tall. She cannot reach.

Lucifer: give her baaaaaaack

Lucifer: wait

Lucifer: is she jumping?

Dean: why

Lucifer: I like it when she jumps. dad bless gravity...

Cas: She is jumping.

Dean: dude that's so weird that's not even a kink stop

Lucifer: 😈

(Y/N): Ha she left her phone open

(Y/N): I'm gonna scroll through her camera roll

Lucifer: sam I swear to dad you stay out of that daddamn camera roll for your own safety as much as ours

Lucifer: and give my princess back her phone

(Y/N): ha ha no

Dean: sam don't do it

Cas: This all sounds very inadvisable.

(Y/N): I'm gonna do it

Sam: bitch I will cut you

(Y/N): It's too late. I'm gonna open the app

Lucifer: princess?

Sam: Yeah. Daddy Longlegs left his phone on the table

Lucifer: dont call him that.

Dean: how did you get into it tho?

Sam: Really easily actually. His password's 327&/!;7,@@2?92$hsitvskfgh

Lucifer: PRINCESS?

Sam: Take back your tainted device you foul woman

Lucifer: yes return my bb

Dean: Sam explain

(Y/N): babe hi

Lucifer: 💖

(Y/N): 💖

Sam: you two are gross

Lucifer: 👿

(Y/N): our pictures r cute what r u talking about

Dean: sem explen

Cas: Please do not explain, Sam.

Sam: I need to bleach my entire body

Lucifer: do it

Dean: Sammy pleeeeease?

Sam has sent Dean a private message

Dean has left the chat

(Y/N): oh shit he's running

Dean has joined the chat

Dean: WHAT FHE FUCK MAN RHATS UNNATURAL (Y/N) ARE YOU OKAY DOESNT THAT HURT??!?!!??

Dean has left the chat

Cas: One could even say...Supernatural.

(Y/N): Leave

Cas has left the chat

(Y/N): no wait Cas

Lucifer: I would never hurt my princess!

Lucifer: Unless she wants me to ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Sam: pls no

(Y/N): pls yes

Cas has joined the chat

Cas: What is 'pls?'

Sam: Please

Cas: Please what?

Sam: ...

Sam: nvm

Cas: ???

Sam: Never mind.

(Y/N): give up

Cas: I am very confused.

Sam: pls = please

Cas: I see. I will remember that.

Lucifer: hey (Y/N)

(Y/N): Yes love of my life?

Lucifer: if there were a cute police they'd shoot you on sight for being so darn adorable

(Y/N): Aw babe ily

Lucifer: ily2

Cas: I do not understand.

Sam: Perhaps it's best if it stays that way

Sam: Also (Y/N) I'm worried for your safety

Lucifer: sam if there were a cute police they'd hit you with their car but not because you're cute just because they want you to not be alive

Sam: why tho

Lucifer: my bb is safe and sound

Cas: Your compliments all end in her dying. That is not healthy.

Lucifer: false

(Y/N): He has a point, babe

Lucifer: aw babe im sorry

(Y/N): it's okay apology accepted

Sam: i hate both of you so much

Lucifer: Awwww Sammy doesn't loooove uuuuuus?

(Y/N): I don't think he dooooooes

Sam: Fuck yourseeeeeelves

Cas: What a fascinating interaction.

(Y/N): Seriously tho we should really get to work. And get Dean

Cas: I will go find him. He ran off in the direction of the laundry room. I'm worried for him.

Lucifer: Destiel?????

Cas: No, my name is Castiel.

Sam: right over his head

Lucifer: i noticed

Cas: why are we talking like this?

(Y/N): Dean must be really worrying right now out in a room far away on his own. Cas, go find him.

Cas: That is a good idea. I'll go do that.

Cas has left the chat

Lucifer: that's not the only thing he's gonna go do

Lucifer: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Sam has left the chat

(Y/N): You've scared him away

Lucifer: I tend to have that affect

(Y/N): I wonder what could have inspired it

Lucifer: Haven't the faintest

(Y/N): I imagine so

(Y/N): Anyway I gtg work so...

Lucifer: But I wanna seeeee youuuu

Lucifer: Take the warding downnnnn

Lucifer: pleeeeeeease?

(Y/N): ...

(Y/N): give me five minutes

(Y/N) has left the chat

Lucifer: 😈

Lucifer has left the chat

I have other ideas for fics like this buuuuut whether or not I’ll write ‘em is hard to predict. But yeah, that’s the stuff! Thanks for readin’!

#Lucifer x reader #supernatural fanfic #spn fanfic #Lucifer (spn) x reader #my-weirdassart-fandomtrash #i need to change my username #but i'm too afraid #tell me if you laughed?#or don't i mean it's up to you #have a good day!

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xx-obliviousfantasy-xx · 4 years

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Roasting Myself

Quick note:

Okay so bc I'm writing this on my phone, I can't take a photo of the document history to show you the stupidness. I apologise for that, but just try to imagine the fricken like... Stupidness.

Edit: The original version is on Wattpad still so nvm I'll be adding both Wattpad and Google Doc screenshots, but I did not have as many dates on Wattpad so only for some sections will I use Wattpad.

Edit: My photos keep going to the bottom. Idfk what to do whatever I hate Tumblr with a burning passion.

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So, I gotta vent about my stupidity.

Okay so the time frame I set back in 7th grade for this book idea I have is completely stupid. What I wrote didn't make any actual sense because I contradicted it. Which makes sense, because I was stupid. But doesn't, because now that I'm older, I should've caught it.

The story is called 3044(Destined Stars). I definitely stole that last part from something. I thought it was the game Mystic Messenger but it's not. The more I think about it, the more it seem like it though.

The problem is that with how far away 3044 is, it doesn't even make sense for humans to be how they are then, or even be alive tbh. I'm pretty sure they'll be extinct by then. I don't even know big we'll last 200 more years tbh. Or even 50.

Another problem, is I still do that thing where I fucking forget there's a bunch of numbers in between and skip up. So basically, with how I write the dates, I made the years really far apart with the dates and shit. Like REAAALLLLY. Like from being 10-ish years apart to skipping ahead nearly 1,000. Because I am a dumbass and didn't think "Wow this doesn't make any effing sense. This makes some of your events very insignificant because of evolution, and your characters old as dinosaurs."

(But I'm just now remembering I did day Humans live longer, which, could be taken to interpretation but besides the point.)

To better understand:

I literally had the dates like 2070, 2080, 2090, to then, 3000, 3010, 3015, 3025.

Like... That jump was so fucking huge but I didn't realise.

But because I was attached to the makeshift title I gave it, because it came from my friend's favorite number (but because I have issues with flipping numbers I found out was wrong later in after naming the story. I have still kept it that number though even years after),

Instead of doing the easy thing, I wrote in the stupidest, most confusing, complicated thing ever.

And then, after reading through my dates again and actually doing the math, it was like "Wait a second, this doesn't make any sense because this event started before this character (Hyacinth) was born, but after this one (Aleya) was two years old" or something like that. Idk. Like... It's wonky because my characters are certain ages in the story, but, by the date I set things, they happen waaaay too before they were born which would mean they'd stop mattering so much.

But thankfully, I thought recently, why don't I just f-ing make the dates that date? What's the reason for all of the complicated stuff?

(Also, I think I was gonna change the date again which is why it still makes no sense.)

( But then something happened. Idk. I honestly might bring the ages down again bc it makes sense. Because... The time still doesn't make sense because I'd have to age Hyacinth up.)

Generally, I just placed some events out of sequence. Like, I said space cities finished construction before they even started building them. Idk, it was a fucking mess and one of the first things I wrote confused me a lot because I was like "Did I delete something?"

It also made Aleya reaaaally older than Hyacinth because I set a significant date in her birth 15 years before the date of the story so it either

Aleya is 24 and Hyacinth is 20. It was 18 and 21 before,

I just- Oh my God. So, I'm deleting that, and going to make it better. Also I accidentally made the Earth 3044 years old, when, that's absurd. I said the Earth aged faster in that Universe, but that's too fast. Like- I just- wtf?

But the year is also 3044.7b2? Is that for the universe? See it just doesn't make sense. Idk how it made sense in my head. The Earth is 3044 years old but the Earth is not the age of the universe right now so why would the Earth be the age of the universe unless the Universe reset itself entirely and made everything come back at the same time?

And then I said that after that war, the first alien race I talked about plus some other planets, created a treated together.

I think I remember that at first a lot of planets were sucked into a black hole but spit out and made again but faster? Idk. It's so confusing.

(That's when I wrote it on Wattpad and how it was before the rewrite below)

Then there is this dumb contradictory mistake I made again because I said a certain race of aliens with a very awful name was first to contact the Earth at a certain time and helped them and create a treaty,

It's just so messed up and it's because I:

1) Didn't check some of my SEVENTH GRADE WRITING EVEN THOUGH IM IN NINTH NOW,

However I then wrote a different one with a less awful name did before that and went to war with them. As seen above and below.

2) Didn't check my Math, and-

Also apparently the whole story is being told but a space child who created Earth by accident and has grown find if her creation. Also one of the things I changed that made it complicated was saying that 3044 was the number of times Earth restarted. But I forgot that part because I constantly skim over that part.

3) Am still writing it in a bad Tumblr/Wattpad fanfic manner instead of a genuinely good writer pov.

Like... It's genuinely so bad that idk how it didn't click in until now. Maybe it's because after watching a nearly 2hr video about how bad Yandere Simulator and Yandere Dev is, and then two reviews of Onision's books I've already seen, I began to be very afraid of being on the same level as them in terrible production of anything.

I'm going to to fix this and re-plot it and then re-writes it because this is horrible, even for a first draft.

My incompetence a m a z e s me.

My understanding of math scares me.

#obliviousfantasy633 #obliviousfantasy #writer #writing #rant #criticism

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youtube-and-shtuff · 7 years

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We’ve Got Magic To Do- Chapter Three

Here it is, after long last. Enjoy!

You can read it here, or on Wattpad

(Chapter One and Synopsis) (Chapter Two)

As always, thanks to @thenwhosflyingtheplane for the prompt and @fantasylegion for all the help and advice

Simon

I’m on the green room couch an hour before rehearsal is supposed to start. Unsurprisingly, my total hours of sleep amounted to a grand total of three. I find myself drifting off on the couch; it’s quiet and the couch is plush and welcoming. My eyes struggle to remain open. I give in, letting my eyelids droop down and my head fall further into the throw pillow. I might just be able to get a good nap in before I have to act like the most high energy person I’ve ever seen for my character in Pippin. I turn over, ready to sleep.

“You’ll never guess who got pneumonia!” Penny practically shouts. I groan and turn back over.

“No, I probably won’t,” I mumble.

“Gareth.” That one word is enough to wake me up like a double shot of espresso.

“Penny, tell me you didn’t spell him so he’d get sick.”

“No! After you left, it got late and Gareth and I stayed to run a scene. After we wrapped up and Gareth was gathering his things, it started drizzling and I knew that this boy who I’d just done a miserable scene with had to walk back to Mummers so I hid his jumper.”

“You’re kidding.” Penny shakes her head. “Do you know how painful it is to have pneumonia? You really shouldn’t have done this.”

“Do you know how painful it would’ve been to have Gareth play Pippin during the actual show? It’s for the greater good. Now, we’ve still got a good hour before rehearsal so you better go brush up on your lines.”

“I don’t know whether to thank you or annoyed with you.”

“Oh, don’t thank me. Just get me roses for opening night and we’ll call it even.”

“Deal. Now let me take a nap.”

“But you’re going to be Pippin-”

“Penny, let’s be honest here. I know those lines forwards and backwards by now.”

Penny shrugs and leaves me so I can get some sleep. Finally, alone at last. I think as I nestle my head into the pillow. Silence falls quickly, and sleep follows close behind.

A theater. The stage lights are on, house lights are off, and it’s a full house. I look down and I’m wearing the Pippin costume. I recognize the scene: it’s the one where I’m supposed to kiss Agatha, or well, Agatha’s character. I turn to Agatha, and she’s facing away from me, singing. When she turns around to say the line before we kiss, it isn’t her face. The eyes are shockingly uninterestingly blue, unlike her own eyes. She kisses me and my eyes flutter shut. The kiss is indescribably perfect and romantic and even though we’re on stage in front of hundreds of people it just feels like it’s the two of us. When I pull away, there’s no hint of Agatha. Her blonde hair is black. Where the hair should be straight and short it’s now long and wavy and it meets in a widow’s peak on the forehead. Agatha isn’t even Agatha. She looks more boyish, and I find myself being more attracted to this version of her. Her lips curl into a smirk.

“Baz?”

I wake up with a jolt. What the hell was that dream? I throw my legs off the couch and get up as quickly as I can. The word “why” repeats in my head as I force myself over to the water fountain and splash water on my face.

I wish I could say that, after that moment, I stopped thinking about him and the dream. Not even close. When I walk around every corner, I pray to Merlin I wouldn’t run into him. When I’m onstage, I look everywhere except the orchestra pit. I’m a mess. Where I lost a night of sleep over fear a little while ago, I’m more afraid I’ll lose a night of sleep tonight over thinking about the dream and whatever weird infatuation my subconscious has.

Other than that, the rehearsal goes off without a hitch. Well, except for the awkward between me and Agatha. Not even dream induced awkward, awkward from me and her having to pretend to be intimate. I don’t know how we got so far apart. Not that I have loads of time to think about that though; I’m onstage more often than not.

It’s an odd feeling, not getting much of a rest for all of the rehearsal. On one hand, it’s nice to be needed and to be playing the main character. On the other hand, it’s very hard to do after getting three hours of sleep.

It’s not just my lack of sleep that makes playing Pippin so surreal. People who would’ve never spoken to me otherwise now give me a thumbs up in the hallway, or stop me on my way to the water fountain to compliment my singing voice, or ask me if I want to hang out sometime. Penny keeps looking over at me in a knowing way. Even though she isn’t saying I told you so, she’s totally saying I told you so. To avoid her glance I just bury my head further into my script. So much so, in fact, that I almost miss my next entrance. I miraculously tune back in at the right moment and haul arse to the stage.

All of this almost seems too good to be true.

Well, except for the fact (or maybe, including the fact) that I haven’t seen Baz’s mischievous face around all day. And that’s saying something because it’s a 3-9 rehearsal and it’s already 6:43. I take a glance down to the orchestra pit, which I had been avoiding looking at all day. Baz isn’t even there, which makes everything worse.

“Where is he?” I find myself thinking when I should definitely be focusing on the scene at hand. “Did I lock the door to my dorm room? Could he have figured out we live in the same dorm and be destroying my room right now? Or worse, booby trapping it?” How am I going to sleep tonight knowing that there might be a murderer under the bed?

I finish the last song and make a bolt for the couch in the green room. I know very well that, for multiple reasons, I am not going to get any sleep tonight. I set to getting ahead on rest. I text Penny to grab me some dinner from the lobby (where I’m supposed to be right now) so I can eat it later. Dinner break is 45 minutes long. Maybe it’s not technically enough for a full sleep cycle, but beggars can’t be choosers.

I start drifting off when the thought occurs: What if Baz is hiding somewhere in the theater?

My eyes shoot open and adrenaline courses through my veins. I’m not so tired anymore. If I were to fall asleep on this couch, I could be killed if Baz was in the mood. Not only does the green room door not have a lock, I also don’t have anyone else back here with me or a defense weapon. With everyone at dinner, I’m left alone in this room, vulnerable to Baz’s murderous whims.

I text Penny a quick “nvm” and head out to the lobby to get some food.

During tech week, we have two nights with dinner involved. Tonight is pasta night. The food comes from the kitchen, of course, but one of the chefs is friends with the Hag and throws extra spices into the sauce. Tech week pasta has to be my favorite pasta. For a moment, I’m sort of glad that Baz forced me to not miss out on this. But of course, then I remember the murder weapons and the possibly-poisonous muffin and the gratitude fades.

I grab a plate of ravioli and garlic bread and sit by Penny. Her mouth is full, but she gestures at her phone and furrows her brows at me.

“I was going to nap but then I remembered it was pasta night,” I lie. Penny nods enthusiastically, gives me a thumbs up, and swallows. She picks up her water bottle and takes a sip. I hope it isn’t poisoned, for her sake and my own. Merlin this boy’s got me paranoid. I feel sorry for whatever person those hearts were drawn for. Penny puts her water down again, and I wait a split second. Not cyanide, at least.

“You haven’t seen Baz, have you?” I ask.

“No, why?”

“Dunno, just seems a bit odd that he’s not around on the second to last rehearsal before the show. I mean, the orchestra’s doing fantastic, but everyone needs the practice.”

“Could’ve gotten sick. Gareth did.”

“Gareth had help.” Penny smiles.

“Listen up everyone!” The Hag shouts from the lobby. “I’m sorry to cut your dinner short, but we don’t have enough time left in the rehearsal for notes and another run of the show, so I’m going to do notes now. Everyone gather around, or at least turn around to face me.”

Everyone either stands or shuffles around. I take the opportunity to pop back to the table and get seconds on pasta. When I sit back down, Penny takes a glance at my plate and rolls her eyes.

“Excellent. Okay, so Simon,” the Hag says. I look up so fast my neck starts to hurt. A note? For me? I could get used to this. “For the first scene, I could see the energy in your face but could you extend it to your arms?” I nod, and the Hag moves on to give someone else a note. The rest of her notes unfold in that sort of way: me, someone else, me, someone else, me, ensemble, me, Agatha etc. etc.

I know this is a terrible thing to say, but Merlin am I glad that Gareth got pneumonia.

Before I know it, the rest of the rehearsal has come and gone. Baz never walks in, much as I stare at the theater door expecting him to. Or the stage door. Or the green room door. Or the tech closet door. Needless to say, it’s a long and vigilant rest of the rehearsal.

I have half a mind to go up to Mr. Webber and ask him if he’s seen the bloke around all day. As much as I want to hate him because Baz seems to like him, he’s a brilliant conductor. He helped me out and quickened to my pace even though tonight was my first shot at singing anything with them. I almost wonder whether he’s relieved. Who knows, maybe it was harder to match tempo with the chronically inconsistent Gareth and Mr. Webber’s secretly routing for me. I sure hope so.

With everyone packing up to go home, I spot Mr. Webber packing up his baton and sheet music. All the orchestra kids are busy in the pit doing much of the same. I pluck up my courage and go towards him.

“Hello, Mr. Webber.” He looks up, recognizes me and grins whole heartedly.

“Oh, hey Simon! How can I help you?”

“Sorry to bother you, but have you seen Baz around?”

“I saw him a while ago. Poor thing, he got his fingers stuck in a door and had to go to the infirmary. Why do you ask?”

“Oh, I just wanted to… uh…” As any sense of an excuse escapes me, I feel the weight of Webby’s confused gaze. Think, Simon, think. Just say something. Anything is better than what you’ve got going at the moment. Mr. Webber leans in a little closer with his eyebrows raised quizzically.

“Yes?”

“He gave me the rest of his muffin yesterday. I wanted to thank him.” Of all things to say, where the bloody hell did that one come from??? I mean sure he had a muffin yesterday, but he certainly didn’t give me it. Before I can think more disapproving thoughts at myself, Webby shrugs off my comment to make his own.

“Okie dokie. I could let him know next time I see him. He said he’d come back by the theater to get the orchestra notes after he got his hand looked at.”

“Sure! Thanks!” At this point I’ve given up making my words satisfy my actual intent. My only mission now is to make any combination of syllables that will get out of this conversation sooner. My last sentiment seems to do the trick, and I’m out of there.

Now to find Baz. This isn't over.

Baz

The blond boy is elusive to me. I stay up the rest of the night with a pad and paper, trying to connect the dots to make them make sense, but nothing comes of it. Sure, he took my papers that I doodled on and found out there were hearts. Why would he even think of doing that? What’s his M.O? He confronted me in the dressing room, but nothing came of it. Was he trying to confront me for doodling hearts, or for something more serious? His tone sounded more serious. He’s such a talented theater kid, too. He loves the production, loves the people he’s around, yet he seems to focus on me.

What is that about?

I finally fall asleep with my notebook and pen right beside me. When I wake up, I see that last night, I amassed a pile of discarded papers both in and around my waste basket. I take a shower, and no answers come to me. (Which is odd, seeing as that’s normally my most productive thinking space.) I proceed to school, where even though I theoretically don’t have time to be thinking about such things, I find myself drifting off. I zone out during lectures, when we read in class, and even during lunch. This is so unlike me, and I hate it.

I need to confront him, and fast. He doesn’t get to make my school work suffer. I won’t let him have this power over me. I look around the cafeteria, and I don’t spot him. He must’ve already left the cafeteria. Alright, theater it is.

After the rest of what has become a very long school day, I get to go to musical rehearsal. I am so relieved to be heading to what has become my second home, I end up running there and arrive fifteen minutes early. Not many people are there. The door is locked, but Webby’s already inside and lets me in.

He hands me a gummy worm from a zip lock bag he had in his pocket. Noticing my quizzical expression, he adds, “The early bird always gets ‘em.” I laugh at his joke in spite of myself.

Together we walk to the theater door, and I open the door for Webby. Not thinking twice about it, I rest my fingers in between the door and the wall. After Webby walks past me, the door shuts suddenly and my fingers are crushed. I let out an inhuman noise and Webby rushes back. He opens up the door, freeing my fingers, and I crumple down to the floor.

“Lemme take a look at it,” Webby offers, and I stick out my hand. “Oooh that does not look good. Can you bend your fingers?” I attempt to bend them again but all that comes from it is another inhuman noise from my mouth. “Alright, that’s a bust. I think you should go down to the infirmary there, Baz. I hereby dismiss you from violin work for the day.” I open my mouth to protest, but he cuts me off. “Conductor’s orders,” he says firmly. I nod, and accept Webby’s hand to help me up off the carpet.

So much for confronting him and clearing my head.

I lug my violin and my atrophied hand out of the theater, and as I walk out, I see the blond boy fast approaching. Out of terrible instincts, I lunge for the bushes. He doesn’t notice me.

“Hey, Simon!” a girl behind him calls. Simon. Good to know.

He still doesn’t notice her and she runs to catch up to him. As she comes into view, I see that she isn’t that girl who usually hangs out with him. Also Simon must be wearing headphones. She taps him on the shoulder and he nearly jumps out of his skin. Before they start any audible conversation, they disappear into the theater. I take a look in both directions before emerging from the bushes, then make my way to the infirmary.

After a sluggish hour in the infirmary filled with pitied looks, ice, and bandages, I start the slow trek back to my dorm. I can’t believe I missed orchestra today. I send a text to Finn, hoping that maybe he can make me feel better.

How’s the rehearsal?

Five minutes later comes the reply.

MATE, you’re never going to believe this- that shit Pippin got pneumonia or smth and got replaced by the blond

Fucking figures I miss the one day when something interesting happens. Well, at least it’s pneumonia so I’ll be able to watch Simon do the show tomorrow. Not like Gareth’s getting better any time soon.

For now, I resign to settling into my dorm and trying to get some homework done. Halfway through, I get another text from Finn. A video of Simon singing Pippin’s solo.

HE’S SO GOOD, Finn sends right after.

Agreed.

I get no further reply, and decide now is as good a time as any to get dinner.

It’s pasta night, which makes me wish I was back at the theater. But at least here Simon can’t bug me, or hunt me down or whatever. I almost pick up my phone and ask Finn for a report but then I remember Finn would never let me hear the end of it.

By the time I’m back at my dorm, the pasta is cold. Just another way it’s worse than Mrs. Hagwood’s. I check the clock, and it’s already 8 o’clock. Rehearsal will be over soon, so I may as well start walking now.

Mate, do you want me to bring your notes to the dorm?

I have to stop myself from texting a “no” in all caps back to him. I can’t miss going back to the theater. I was gone for a day and I’m already homesick. Or, theater-sick. And besides, maybe there’s leftover pasta.

I wait a minute, and then text back a calm Nah I’m alright. Thanks though.

I grab my coat and start the trek to the theater. People head the opposite way on the path, so I can only assume rehearsal’s over. No matter though, Webby is waiting for me.

He’s not the only one though. Apparently Simon is also waiting for me, or at least, waiting for something. He’s standing in the lobby looking at posters when I arrive, and when he sees me come through the door he practically does a double take. He also takes off towards the stage door right after. Smooth.

I shrug it off and go into the theater. Sure enough, Webby is packing sheet music into his binder right by the orchestra pit. He calls up to me before I get halfway down to the pit.

“Hey! How’s the hand?”

“Much better. Nurse insisted I just jammed my fingers but still made me stay in the infirmary for an hour. I don’t think they get much action there.”

“Well that’s good to hear. Here are those notes,” Webby says, handing me some binder paper with his scrawl over it. He pauses, as if there’s something more.

“Thanks.” He still doesn’t say. “Is there, er, anything else?”

“Simon, the actor who plays Pippin, dropped by. He was looking for you. He said he wanted to thank you for the muffin.”

“What?” Simon? Here? Looking? For me? This can only mean trouble. And thanking me for the muffin? Oh no. I ate that muffin. I’ll be damn lucky if it didn’t have fang marks in it. I can’t believe he found that, and that he would deliver me a cryptic message through Webby! This is a threat, this is so obviously a threat.

“Baz, is this some euphemism I should know about?” Webby’s voice breaks me out of my daze. It takes me a minute to realize what he’s referring to.

“What? No!”

“Alright. Well, I’ll see you tomorrow Baz. Try not to stick your hand under any doors, alright?”

“I’ll try my best.” Webby grabs the rest of his papers and leaves. Towards the back of the theater I see Simon. Our eyes meet, and then he tries to pass it off as him looking through the aisles for something he lost. This boy needs a lesson in subtle. But fine. Two can play at this game.

I walk up to him, and he’s so busy pretending to look that he doesn’t notice.

“Lose something?” He jumps out of his skin, and takes far too long to answer. I knew he was spying.

“Uh, yes. I lost my… pencil.” He reaches down and grabs a discarded pencil. “Here it is. Well. See you.” And just like that, he beats a hasty retreat out of the theater.

This isn’t over.

#carry on fanfiction #snowbaz fanfiction #au #snowbaz #carry on

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bookishbandana · 5 years

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Hogwarts Aesthetics based on my friends from the houses

Gryffindor: blaring music, laughing in the middle of classes, the contagiousness of seeing someone dance freely, singing with all your might, being passionate about big and small topics, knowing how to laugh at yourself, sunsets and pool parties, bad jokes, roses in a garden, staying in the ocean for hours, burning sidewalks under your feet, “dude I just drank two milkshakes at the same time I feel so alive”, food fights against the ravenclaws, so many random walks to talk about life , aesthetic photoshoots, piggyback rides with the horizon in the background, cool aunt friend, water balloons, accidentally taking jokes too far, crying and not bring ashamed of it, either stunning confidence or crippling self hatred, summer

Hufflepuff: lots of hugging and laughter, musicals and theatre, doodles on edges of papers, laughs that are literally always adorable giggles, lip balm, art that’s actually amazing, bumblebees, quiet until with friends, getting along with everyone but friends with few, sweatshirts and earbuds, “lmao I kinda wanna die but I still need to finish this outlining so I’ll do that first”, scrunchies, a f f e c t i o n, holding hands arm hair whatever, “hey wanna see if stretching out legs out like this will crush our knees or not?...... OW NVM DON’T IT HURTS OMG”, feels like a sibling when you’ve known them for the shortest time, so easy to love, aesthetic but they don’t realise it, practically flawless, taking a video of friends but the background giggles drown out the whole thing, tears that can only be seen by those who genuinely care to check, spring

Ravenclaw: movie nights and tv show binges, ranting about your fandom forever, fanfiction at 2 am, so much poetry, also MUSICAL THEATRE, 15 tabs open to articles from the deepest corners on the internet, piles of books and notebooks, walls covered in pictures and art, “no please come over I wanna watch the last episode together!!”, screeching from another room, the sound of flipping pages, history facts, warm tea and cozy lighting, balconies, sweaters, boots, close to tears at the aquarium, cries in Disney movies, hair either always down or always up, lip gloss, bad singing, puns, the longest hugs, good advice, “did you know an old lady was sent to Australia when it was still a prison for stealing cheese”, memes everywhere, biting lips till they bleed, mostly the mom friend but sometimes takes it too far and ends up being the grandma friend, autumn

Slytherin: smirks, sending friends all the things they’ll like, tagging either three or forty ppl in posts, laughs and tears that are contagious, high ponytails, obsessions that don’t die down, cloudy days, Wattpad, jealousy mixed with being proud of friends, easily upset but easily ecstatic, accidentally rude, running through malls laughing and filming, accidental lies and crying while admitting to them five minutes later, playing around with makeup at midnight with a best friend, serious and hilarious at the same time, “slay guuurl wait nvm that’s a mirror ha ha”, inside jokes and hiding laughter perfectly, either hated or loved, sad backstory you can’t see, “ahaaaa you need help... jk ily”, either censoring the smallest things or full on swearing in the middle of a nursery, mom friend but won’t admit it, winter

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ao3feed-aizawashouta · 5 years

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by necrozmama

❝ 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕, "𝑶𝒉, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆. 𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖." ❞

The rain comes down in droplets,

Her tears come down in droplets,

It's insane how much her and the earth have in common.

Words: 675, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki, Todoroki Shouto, Ashido Mina, Toogata Mirio, Jirou Kyouka, Kirishima Eijirou, Uraraka Ochako, Yaoyorozu Momo, Amajiki Tamaki, Hadou Nejire, Shinsou Hitoshi, Iida Tenya, Dabi (My Hero Academia), Toga Himiko, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Kaminari Denki, Asui Tsuyu, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Kayama Nemuri | Midnight, Bubaigawara Jin | Twice, Sako Atsuhiro | Mr. Compress, Iguchi Shuuichi | Spinner, Hikiishi Kenji | Magne, Nedzu (My Hero Academia), Tokoyami Fumikage, Mineta Minoru, Sero Hanta, Koji Koda, Basically everyone that appears in bnha, Chisaki Kai | Overhaul, Kurono Hari | Chronostasis, Sensei | All For One, First One For All User (My Hero Academia)

Relationships: Midoriya Izuku/Reader, Bakugou Katsuki/Reader, Todoroki Shouto/Reader, Kirishima Eijirou/Reader, Ashido Mina/Reader, Uraraka Ochako/Reader, Yaoyorozu Momo/Reader, Toogata Mirio/Reader, Amajiki Tamaki/Reader, Hadou Nejire/Reader, Shinsou Hitoshi/Reader, Jirou Kyouka/Reader, Iida Tenya/Reader, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko/Reader, Dabi/Reader, Toga Himiko/Reader

Additional Tags: Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Angst, LGBTQ Character, Reader is from Earth, Reader jumped through a portal and now they're in the BnHA world, Reader is terrified of All Might, Reader swears that Aizawa has tried to kill her in the future, Midoriya loves reader, Todoroki feels something for once but he's just kinda denying his love for reader, Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot, Bakugou is confused at why the reader keeps trying to be his friend, same with todoroki but we don't talk about that, Yaoyorozu is super fucking nice like holy shit dude, Mina is a flirting god, Isekai, My Hero Isekai I guess, hi everyone loves reader, reader is a jokester, vine is dead but that won't stop reader from quoting them, Reader bumped into Toga once and they cried bc a pretty girl loves them, metempsychosis, Reincarnation, Uraraka is so cool, Mirio is cheerful and that terrify's reader, Reader can relate to Tamaki when he slams his head into a wall, Oblivious Iida Tenya, Iida is oblivious to his feelings, Shinsou hates reader and then is like 'oh nvm damn u hot bruh', Nejire is really kind and reader thinks shes a goddess, Dabi is actually just a flirty guy and also a gentleman, Dabi likes smores, Kirishima is baby shark, Reader would and will die for kirishima, Shigaraki doesn't like reader, but then reader was like 'oh hows all for one doing' without thinking, and he tries to kill them but theyre like 'nahh fuck u mate', and now he loves them for some reason, I'll probably add more love interests if i feel like it, THIS STORY IS ALSO ON WATTPAD AND QUOTEV, i'm a terrible updater haha, Mediocre writing, Timeskips, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor's Bad Parenting, Reader can and might kick endeavors ass, Iida's name isn't Lida for fucks sake, Everyone loves reader, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings, Reader is there when Izuku gets his quirk so, Reader knows about Izukus relation to All might, aka being his son i guess

#aizawa shouta #aizawa shota #eraserhead #bnha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #mha #fanfic

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leafyfromundertsleamino-blog · 7 years

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Reason why you need to stay away from the amino app

So… As a last insult to the amino, I’m gonna insult the fuck out of the community it has (amino is a good app if the community is properly cared and not a shitstain of attention seekers) Amino has a very good reputation thanks to youtubers, patreon users, tumblrs, devianart artist, wattpad authors, fanfiction authors and many more internet sensation climbers with their specific topic. Actually, thanks to it… i’m not doing this but… This will be a sort of like hate… god I’m confused now. Amino also has good security (thats the beta community, which means their high profile in their security and kill anything that opposes it, but the well knowned community, hell its full of shitstain of unoriginal content, attention post and has more rp chats than a rule 34 image rp comments.) high quality content (*insert your stock audio laugh*) and esspecialy, the community is united with the same interest (that explains the high amounts of rp chats) Let me identify the second and third pros of amino 1. High quality ass content: Is it obvious now, 87% are examples of “first to comment to this post will be my slave”, “like this post if you have a secret crush on me” or “ if this post reaches *insert five* likes, *Insert challenge* and then they put "repost if brave” at the every end of the pic… Their reactions are mostly like “ *~*” or even a fucking dot. It seems their not taking it seriously… Why am I so salty, I’m saving all of your asses to not devolve into like them. 2. A united community, *insert stock audio cheering* fucking end this cancer (sorry if I’ve reach the line of saying the c-word, deeply sorry cancer survivors.) when you unite a community, like an example… Bronies, in real life, your gonna expect them to be grown man that loves “my little pony” (stay away from pinkie, that is my fourth wall cannon) but in amino… You must be a beta fan which is not even a full brony and just expect someone to be…. Rainbow dash because they have it as a profile pic and it also for a username. Most of them hang out at the rp cave and going full douche and say *dodge atk*. The following will be how these horrible creatures sometimes evolve. Beta: unaware of the fandom= overhype=*gets most hyped character for an example, “ bill chiper” as their persona*= rp= pointless dares=cringy (I’m not using the word “cancer” for its foul behavior, I’m not full leafy) post= likes, repost, followers, and finally, fame and respect for the fellow users who don’t even know him. Experienced: like=love=respect=regular post= good post= becoming a curator= co leaders of the community, Or like=love=overrate=post=rp=rp and post= more rp= cringy post= followers from rp= and finally, *the following words were cutted because the chinless triggerer triggered and stop as he remembered… Nvm* Symptoms includes, an unoriginal persona or an anime stolen persona, bio’s are cringy as fuck that only roleplayers can understand, often online to have the free reputation to reach an undeserving rank… , roleplays 24/7, might have a crush info which follows the same bio cycle, oversensitivity towards other same evolutionary species, cringy as fuck, say there crush out loud in the so called “latest post” (I call it, the latest shit, I include myself there, end my profile there) they have an magic thst is called exclamation magic, used on rp chats, comment chats, women are horny as fuck… (Just your local fatass in world of warcraft, pretending to be a female stripper at goldshire), and other symptoms Cannot be humanly explained… Ways to avoid it Join your local cringe evac which helps you de-expose and remove you to there so called “cancerous side” (its just how they call it), when its undertale amino, I reconmend to go to #TeamCringetale for a great support they’ve given already… They other way is… Just don’t, beta communities will grow and become your cringe community. Just be grateful that this place is much more better governed with the tumblr staff and not the creators of a community…. Final words: this app is the most retarded of all fandom network there is… Is it? I haven’t fully ventured the tumblr and I’ve haven’t gotten to fanfiction that Far so... I'll never know what lies deep within this media. Amino will always be horrible in all aspects, case closed

#amino apps #amino community #triggered #TeamCringtale #LeafyisTriggered

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