#writing degree vibes

[musingsbycaitlin]

so it’s that time again where I have to write many a shot story for my degree and once again cannot write a fucking thing.

I’m currently working on a short story which follows a journalist experiencing the cults that have formed after a television host murders his wife on live television in the mid 1980s. it’s such a cool idea in my opinion but I am finding it soooo hard to take it further than the first two paragraphs! SOMEONE HELP ME!!

#atlastracking #my writing #short story #writing degree vibes

[ashersanity]

I know you're a whitney enthusiast but please drop some messed up jealous corrupted sydney.

🤲

- 🤡 Jester

pft, don’t you know that I’m also a sydney enthusiast too, jester? or more like johan is.

if you haven’t already seen this post, involves corrupted yan!syd, if so then, I’m still willing to write for you a few snippets of my stupid ideas.

cw! mentions of violence, blood, non-con, burning, possessive and abusive behaviour, shitty rambles

I think.. I may have unintentionally made sydney terrifying, shit.

jealous c!sydney that can’t help but look in your direction, across from the library counter as you chat away and giggle to kylar’s sketches. their now ex-childhood friend smiling to themselves, proud to be the one responsible for that precious laughter. amber eyes narrowing at the sight, grip tightening, not even realizing they crushed the pen in their hand before a droplet of ink drips down to the carpeted floor.

jealous c!sydney’s fist that doesn’t hesitate to meet whitney’s face the second they openly refer to you as their ‘slut’, the two school mates now thrashing and squirming around on the ground, attracting quite the crowd. the bully sauntering off with a pissed look on the face, utterly humiliated that they lost to sydney of all people. seriously, the bastard is gonna get it once they’re alone again, mark their word. obviously the fallen doesn’t care, for they have you to now tend to their wounds that whitney left behind.

jealous c!sydney who purposefully sends blowed kisses your way whenever you sit at robin’s table during lunch time. of course, they’re petty like that, wants the stupid orphan to know that you’re their partner first and foremost, the one who took sydney’s virginity. enjoys the change in the other’s features, a slight frown forming on their face as they watch the initiate walk away.

jealous c!sydney who insists on marking you, leaving ‘subtle’ traces of their existence across your body. starts randomly nipping at the blade of your shoulder at times, softly claiming they’re only being playful, right? that’s what lovers do to each other sometimes, right? for it is too late once they’ve written their name down on that exact spot again, in bright red letters, unable to be missed by any filthy fucker who tries to get their hands on you.

jealous c!sydney who’s now tugging at your wrist, sneaking you inside the prayer room, insistant kisses sloppily left all over your mouth and face. god, they need you, they really do. wandering hands not stopping despite your protests, tears pricking at the corner of your eyes and flushed cheeks, begging them to stop. lost through maddened lust, no driven wild by their all time high jealousy, does not listen, only ignores your frantic pleas.

jealous c!sydney who now has a torch in hand, shrill screams echoing through the isolated room as the burning fire meets your flesh, forever ingraining themselves into you. warm arms finding their way around your trembling frame, cooing you sweet nothings, reassuring you with kisses as if they didn’t just burn you. burnt your skin, irreparably leaving their mark behind. you won’t leave them after this, not ever.

“oh, my beloved,” sydney murmurs against your ear, tracing the length of their finger across your cheek, smearing fresh blood along the skin. the same one they’d cup at while you two kissed, familiar warmth now replaced with something else, something more.. sinister. darker. “don’t you understand? we belong to each other now. as one.”

#i kinda went off the rails there #my bad #burning your beloved to forever ingrain yourself into them though #fuck yeah #corrupted sydney #jealous #johan would be into that #two sadistic bastards vibing #the perfect couple really #dol #degrees of lewdity #sydney the fallen #jealous sydney #jester anon? #asher gets asks #asher writes #badly

[yaekiss]

꩜ Room Content: GN! Reader x GN! Yan! Sydney the Faithful, no gendered terms used for reader or Sydney, nsfw bulleted point towards the end where reader tops and chokes Sydney, unhealthy relationship from Sydney, worshipping, lmk if I missed out anything ! ꩜ A/N: This is so all over the place my bad LOL anyways some quick thoughts on how yan!Sydney the Faithful would play out, I also have thoughts about how it'd be like once the relationship has corrupted Sydney into their Fallen development but those r thoughts for another day orz...

- Started out as something harmless and cute, you spent so much time with them and you're one of the nicest people they've met in school so far, you’re probably their first crush ever !

- And when you reciprocate their love confession, those euphoric firework feelings never really fizzle out

- As your relationship progresses, you become all they can think about, be it while stamping the overdue books during their morning library counter duties or during mass

- Their eyes wander to where you’re seated at the end of the pew, next to some other initiate. Maybe you’re talking to them, maybe you’re just quietly listening to Jordan, but neither stop a strange new emotion from bubbling up in them

- When they see Jordan push the bread into your mouth, something in them twists. They’re not sure if they want to be the one to gingerly press the bread onto your tongue or if they want you to be the one to do the same to them

- If you took Jordan’s place, would they be able to hold back from enveloping your fingers in their mouth? To stop themselves from savouring you as if you were holier than anything in the temple itself? Sydney has to shake to clear away the thoughts, which catches your eye and, heavens above, what wouldn’t they do to keep your gaze upon them for a second more?

- Also thinking about a Devotion meter that serves as something like Kylar's Jealousy meter

- But unlike Kylar, they're more self-assured in your love for them. If anything, the more you remain steadfast in your relationship with them when others try to steal your attention away, the faster their devotion accumulates. (It’ll be even worse if you had an angel transformation, what’s stopping them from believing you should be worshipped?) 

- Both Sirris and Sydney know about your living circumstances so it's not terribly difficult to convince their parent to let you stay over for a night or two when they come to pick Sydney up at the temple. Besides, Danube street and the orphanage are so close to each other, it’ll be no trouble at all!

- And if they take your hand into their clasped ones in the middle of the night, knelt at the edge of the bed while you’re asleep, feverishly praying for salvation for the both of you, surely you wouldn’t mind

- They find themselves rubbing at their holy pendant a lot more these days when they think about you. (When their thoughts stray into more inappropriate unholy territories, they fantasise about you wrapping the cord of their pendant around your hand to use it as leverage while you pound into them, the sensation of being choked by you might just send them to heaven ♡)

- Perhaps they need to bring you to the prayer room to fully show how much they need to worship you + + Devotion

Thanks for reading! Consider supporting me on kofi if you enjoyed this or check out my other works hehe ♡

#📜.qi writings #📜.qi rambles #yandere #degrees of lewdity #dol #dol x reader #yandere dol #sydney the faithful #dol sydney #dol sydney x reader #yandere dol sydney #yandere x reader #not... super sure if I'm happy w this since it's super rough but then again my bullet point thoughts r meant to be rough ig?? #maybe I'll string this into a fic one day #anyways my dearest dol mutuals feel free to like add on any yan!sydney thoughts <33 #really wanted to bring out the religious kid's first crush gone wrong (gone yan) kind of vibe #idk if it's clear enough #hmm

[lesamis]

being a fic writer is so funny. i just gave my phd thesis into print and literally my first thought looking at the final word count, the culmination of 3+ years of agony and research and blood and tears etc., was "well that's substantially shorter than the exr college au i wrote as a 19 year old in a depressed haze over six months"

#''did my yaoi stickers arrive!!!! ...... it was my bachelor's degree :/'' type vibe #like this thesis falls thirty. thousand. words. short #in writing evergreen in 2k15 i have created my own white whale. nothing i write will ever be this much or this fast. ever again #also @ everyone who's ever commented that they read that fic in the space of a day and night: what 😭 #i didn't realise how long it was! it took me weeks to proofread my thesis! and that was apparently just three quarters of evergreen! #longfic readers are so strong and interesting and also i hope they're ok. love you kings

[puppetmaster13u]

Even More Meat Marionette Au

But a lil drabble <3 Because my ADHD snatched this au and isn't letting go.

  There were tunnels under Gotham. 

   Everyone knew about them, even if they were rarely spoken of. There were tales about them, some whispered in hushed voices from mother to child, others creeping across withered pages stained with age. Stories of creatures, of living shadows, of men going mad, wailing about the things beneath. 

   No one went into the tunnels. 

  Not purposely at least. 

   For one Bruce Wayne, he had fallen the first time- slipped into a well after a night of rain and into those dark caves with stone as black as night and just as stained with blood as the rest of the city. 

   No one had gone down for a long time, and no one should have gone down for longer still, but the rain had made the crumbling stones slick, the child reaching just a hint too far, and so down he went, nails scrabbling against unyielding rock and blood dripping from soft skin. 

   The child did not scream, even if his terror was sweet in the air as his blood mixed with the water soaking his clothes. He did not stay, just like the others before him, but the caves remembered the sweetness of the fear he brought. 

   No one went into the tunnels, not anymore. 

   Yet the child did. 

   Oh he wasn’t a child anymore, not to humans, but to the ancient caves, he was still but an infant. He’d eventually leave, and they’d still be there. They had been there long before, and they’d be long after even when the city turned to dust in the sands of time. 

   And yet… 

  And yet. 

   Yet he kept returning, night after night and day after day, running a hand along the stone that should have chilled him to the bone. His fear was still ever so sweet in the air, even if it was lessening over the time. It was… curious. 

   There was still the scent of fear, of terror coming from the human, but it also wasn’t. It was coming from him, but it wasn’t his own fear. 

   The emotion clung to him, but it wasn’t his. It was others’ fear, others’ fear he was bringing down to the cavernous tunnels. Others’ fear he was feeding It, unknowing or not. A gift, a meal, something for It and It alone. 

   It was only polite to return the favor, to gift the little human something to fight and terrify. As much as the spilled blood pleased It, the tunnels understood that it would be far better for Its little human to stay healthy, to be able to bring blood not his own. 

   The city was always full of corpses and the tunnels stretched far longer than humans realized after all, It could reach any who fell. Purposeful deaths, accidental, it made no difference to the bloodstained stone beneath. 

   It would call to Its little human soon enough, Its gift was nearly complete after all. Something to fly without the creaking metal or suits of wires. Something new, something It hadn’t formed before. 

   After all, what use would It have for a living body? What use did flesh and stone need to move? It had been here for a long time, and It would be here longer still, but perhaps, perhaps just this once another would last past the crumbling of life and bones turning to dust. 

   A gift, from the tunnels to him. 

   For one Bruce Wayne, who had returned to them with sacrifices of flesh and blood and fear each night. For one child who had fallen and returned to the depths of the tunnels, for one child that was Its.

This is a combo of my Au & @phoenixcatch7's and you need to check out their Possessed Doll Au because it's amazing <3<3

#writing wip #meat marionette au #batman au #batman #bruce wayne #lovecraftian vibes #The tunnels under Gotham: He's just our funny lil guy <3 #Gothamites: *Screaming crying vomiting* #The tunnels: We love him <3 #Bruce: *Crying & clinging to his exposure therapy bat plush* #The tunnels: he's such an adorable lil mortal boi <3 #He's baby to them even if they're distinctly not human in their thinking #Someone turned up the heat in the house and my brain is melting or else I'd be writing from bruce's pov #about when he first gets his meat puppet body & literally wakes up in it #but it's like 80 degrees because my mom has a medical condition that is the opposite of me easily overheating :/ #Anyway have a drabble and I hope yall like it #Writing wip #wip #drabble #gotham #this is like not edited at all so it might not be clear lol

[docholligay]

I love looking over someone's blog and trying to figure out if they're an earnest person who can be talked to and is actually curious or someone who is like, 19 and right about everything. (i also was never incorrect at 19, it's just the time)

Anyway, if you want to read a very very good book about the actual history of the hamburger, I really recommend Josh Ozersky's Hamburger: A History. He does have his little annoying tics, but his history is good--the man was a history doctorate and a food writer--and I think it would provide some clarity on the question.

In short, Germany invented the hamburger in the way India invented tikka masala.

#followers I know you love my food writing but god does it rustle jimmies #And it's so hard when I like...read books! about food history! all the time! #and arguments with me are vibes and a google #it's frutrating because they aren't curious they're just pissy #I mean I cna be fuckin wrong about things do not misunderstand me #but I remember this post I wrote where people were arguing with me and all the arguments were all coming THE SAME UNSOURCED ONLINE ARTICLE #because they didn't think what I said sounded like what they already thought #it was one article repeated multiple places and I was like 'CAN YOU IDENTOFY A SOURCE' #'A BOOK THAT HAS UNDERGONE SOME PEER REVIEW PERHAPS?' #I think however it is in fact too cunty to make my tagline 'i have a whole ass degree in history and you are struggling with google'

[spacebugarts]

Holy shit I just realized that my dreams have a version of PotO (Broadway version) where the Phantom just fuckin shoots Raoul in his box and it apparently happens not long after Masquerade? Like in place of the Red Death scene they all go into the theatre and Raoul is in box 5 alone for some reason and Erik just. Shoots the poor guy with a period-typical pistol and disappears. Raoul recovers eventually but its like the turning point of the story yk.

#also Philippe is in it!!!!! #hes the one that finds Raoul and takes care of him afterwards :) #also i have reoccurring dreams about being part(?) of a local theatre priduction of it #my position in the musical changes sometimes but the Raoul Getting Shot part is canon #to the degree where I noticed it was coming up and was confused when it didn't #turns out they wanted to try pushing it back a bit and I Did Not Vibe With That #most of the time im either a background actor or set design but once im pretty sure I was Raoul? #which was cool :) #bc in Dream Fashion the actors actually looked like my headcanons for the characters #so i got to be hadley fraser lol #i distinctly remember being on the set crew and getting excited when they got to Masquerade #bc it meant my favorite part was coming up lol #like i feel bad for Raoul bc hes my blorbo but the Tension! the Drama! #might fuck around and write about it idk #poto #phantom of the opera #rip Raoul you deserve better but Damn That Character Arc

[queer-reader-07]

something about finding the people who sit through your info dumps with joy on their face and enthusiasm for your passions. something about finding the people who info dump right back at you because they know you love hearing about their passions. something about finding the people who manage to sum up your being in one niche, oddly specific sentence that lives in your mind rent free for the rest of time. something about finding the people who not only accept you for who you are but embrace you for who you are. who not only tolerate your quirks and differences but love and cherish them.

#i’m in my feels today if you couldn’t tell #just thinking about one friend in particular who i don’t get to see in person nearly enough but i text all the time #idk it’s the little things #the way we send each other videos of ourselves explaining whatever we’re learning about right now #the way we don’t write it in a long message because the emotion and vibes don’t translate properly #the way he’s told me that the way i dress is so gender nonconforming in his eyes #how even though i’m afab and i wear glittery makeup and crop tops and have pink hair #i still look so queer and so gnc and so Not Girl in his eyes #how that felt so validating #how i could feel the genuine love in his words #how he told me once that i’m ‘not a person with lore but rather a person with a schtick’ #and how he explained to me what my schtick was and how accurate it was #how he told me he can’t wait for me to get my degree(s) and be an openly queer person in stem #how he can’t wait for me to defend my thesis sometime in the future and be wearing the brightest makeup and the biggest earrings #and the tallest boots #how he loves that i go to my chem lab every week with glitter on my eyes #how it’s cool that i don’t care if i stick out like a sore thumb because i’m me #i remember how he dropped the she/her pronouns immediately upon ne saying i didn’t really vibe with them #(even when they were still technically on my list of ‘ok to use pronouns’) #how his boyfriend who i don’t know very well has always they/them-ed me because my friend does #and if my friend is doing it then it must be the right thing #idk i just love my friends #and this friend in particular is someone i’ve gotten really close with over the past 6 months or so #and i’m so glad to have him in my life #platonic love #friendship #tell your friends you love them

[hella1975]

my sister is currently doing her nightly *douse myself in water for 5 mins despite it leaving PUDDLES EVERYWHERE BTW and then spend 20 mins applying imported skincare i spent all my money on* in SILENCE sans any form of music meanwhile she walked in on me having a party of one (1) at myself in the bathroom mirror to set it off of all things. it's a bit funny that we are related by blood

#she just looked at me with my hands still doing some dumb dance gesture and went 'what.... are you doing' SO UNIMPRESSED LIKE #mortifying but i had fun. was literally just jamming for a good 20 mins like acting out every song in the mirror #not even taking my make up off or anything like that no just pure vibing. and i think im in the right here #and then she spends a MINIMUM half hour EVERY NIGHT on skincare which is fine i WISH i had that dedication #but she does it IN SILENCE I DONT UNDERSTAND HOW WE'RE RELATED #my sister: even though im writing my thesis atm for my masters in chemistry im still excited for my dentistry degree i just got accepted on #me earlier today to my mum: LETS SEE IF I CAN FAIL MACROECONOMICS THREE YEARS RUNNING <3333 #it's a bit funny it's a BIT funny #we are just such different people in EVERY facet of our lives even the tiny things idk IT'S A BIT FUNNY #can u see how i got the shit kicked out of me from watching fleabag. can you see it #we did however sit on the sofa together just now and i was lying on it first #but she wanted to show me a dress so she came over and i didnt want to get up so i lifted my legs as a joke #expecting her to be like 'sod off and make room' but she literally just scooted under and had my legs on her lap and her arms on my legs #and yes it's v casual v mundane but we've never really... had that? like we are NOT physically affectionate at all #we're not affectionate FULL STOP let alone physically #idk it was nice. i was hyperaware of literally every single part of me bc it's still so new but. it was nice #i used to get really hung up on our differences but now i do genuinely find it funny more often than not #('used to' i mean last year. literally a few months ago. we move) #hella goes home

[capfalcon]

im sorry the idea that matty healy dated taylor swift then just ghosted her is fucking hilarious to me

#like he went. nah not vibing and just dipped #iconic #i say this as a serial ghoster #sorry. oopsy. (he was not sorry) #im typing this listening to the smallest man who ever lived #i also say this as someone who firmly believes matty healy is a better songwriter than her #she could NEVER write if i believe you #'ive got a god shaped hole thats infected' #'ill be your child if you insist i mean if it was you that made my body you probably shouldn't have made me atheist #im a lesbian kiss im an evangelist and if you don't wanna go to hell you better start selling this #writing an entire song about a relationship to a god you don't believe in. and as an atheist oh my god. hearing that at 13 or whatever #changed me #matty healy got an entire generation of people to be singing chocolate a song about drugs #and taylor swears and everyones like O M G #im not talking about them as people btw im talking about their music #the idea that taylor swift who has consistently put out music that fits trends and themes is somehow like #revolutionary is annoying as fuck to me #she throws in one line about politicans and people act like shes got a poli sci degree #anyway sorry rant #jordan rants

[pr3ttym3ssy]

Steve use to tolerate the Summer season. It was never his favorite season persay, because he favors the cold weather. He layers on the clothing and he gets to wear his beloved coats and scarfs. More so when he has Billy to keep him warm and toasty under the covers. The boy runs hot like a damn furnace.

But ever since he started dating the California native, Summers are a whole different playing field. Theirs something mesmerizing about Billy in a white tank, and his ass in short shorts. How his long legs shine from the fuzz there catching the sun. He's like a fucking Adonis, radiating the sun rays like a god damn halo. Steve is not one to show alot of skin, he hardly takes of his shirt even if it's too hot.

Not because he's self conscious, he knows what he looks like. He's just not use to it. But Billy, he could give two shits and he will easily remove his tank top and waltz around like Gods gift to man. Honestly who can blame him. Steve loves him all the more for it.

There's something special about being fucked into the mattress on days where it's well past 90 degrees and his room feels like a sauna. Billy's weight on him as he fucks him nice and slow. The window slightly a jar. He can feel the breeze on his face and how Billy must feel it too. The skin on his back prickles from it. Steve digs his nails on his soft tanned skin.

They're both sweaty from the heat and the sex alone, and Steve feels like it's so stuffy he can barely breath. But the oxygen deprivation is worth it and he could careless so long as Billy keeps this delicious pace, hitting his favorite spot. Over and over and over again.

Kissing and licking his salty skin. Running his hands through those sun kissed curls. It's fucking heaven. He will happily die from heatstroke, because Billy is the sun. Their is no denying it, Steve loves the Summer season all thanks to Billy.

#harringrove #summer vibes #pr3ttym3ssy writes #steve harrington #billy hargrove #steve x billy #Im also in Cali and its like 80 degrees #slight smut #billy hargrove rot #24/7 #i couldnt contribute to HarringroveWeek 2022 #so i hope this is okay

[dykefever]

interested to hear your perspective on this. what do YOU think makes a fic become popular in the r/s fandom. because there are many many fics and most of them go unnoticed. what do you think makes for a popular fic in general & in the r/s fandom in particular?

hi hello this got a bit long so all under the cut xxx

i’ve been thinking on this question a bit and i feel like this is kind of a tricky question to ask because it IS mainly down to chance !! but i want to make a distinction between viral fics and just generally popular ones because the first is very much down to random chance and a few other factors — these fics tend to be plot heavy + long + high drama and angst. they read more like novels i think? but most fanfiction isn’t like that (i mean i don’t personally write anything like that!!). for me meaningful engagement with my fic didn’t necessarily mean i had accrued heaps of hits but occurred rather when i had a tumblr where i was making friends + posting about my fic and posting snippets etc. and interacting with people in the comments of my fic and on tumblr. i’ve pretty slowly just gained a reader base from that and over time the fics have been read and ppl come back to read my other ones ?? i guess!!

i think it also helps to have someone read over your work just to check for grammar and spelling + plot holes etc. because those things can have people clicking off a fic for sure. also tagging thoroughly and accurately on ao3 is really helpful so people can actually find your fic. in my experience the best thing you can do is write a story you really love + enjoy writing and have fun with because that’s when you write your best and people will see that in the story and writing…. and there’s like hundreds of very similar fics (i’m thinking lie low at lupin’s etc etc) so just… write whatever don’t worry about being original or whatever.

idk i’m curious what other people have to say about this because there’s a trend that i haven’t seen as much in other fandoms for fics to become ‘viral’ through twitter and tik tok (i mean atyd is like the most read fic on ao3 right?? or one of them??) and i think it’s really skewed people’s perception of what is typical engagement with fic (which tends to be small and perhaps builds over time) and what the purpose of posting is all about. writing should be about your own enjoyment and hopefully people get some out of it too. obviously it’s hard Not to want people to read and like and comment on your work but posting with that as the main hope in mind is just gonna be pretty miserable i think!!!!

#sorry this is a bit all over i think in terms of things that are written about people love angst in this fandom and hurt/comfort #popular character headcanons change over time just vibe with what u want i think #also plenty of fics go unnoticed because there are just. a fuckload of fics these days. and there’s no algorithm and people are just #getting their recs from other people on social media rather than having a scroll #through the ship on ao3 or whatever #i think don’t underestimate having like three people ur friends with read and comment something lovely about ur fic #compared to hundreds of thousands of reads like that’s really cool to have lots of ppl read it #but when i have my mutuals comment on a fic that’s like The Best thing #or just like one message where someone goes wow that story really moved me or whatever #obviously i appreciate every way people engage but yeah!!!! #also going back to the viral thing i think readers now want fics to be like books/novels with the same beats to whatevr degree as those #stories and like hardly anyone is writing that kind of story !! so when something like that is written i think it gets very popular #but i think ppl should actually just enjoy all aspects of fic or whatever like those 10k one shots r the back bone of this society fr.. we #simply cannot forget that…… #answered

[isekyaaa]

list of characters you find easiest to write for? — @milkstore

I was thinking about this? And like.... I consider characters easy to write for if I find them easy to predict. Like I feel that, in theory, I can get any characters' voice down. It's predicting them that kills me. I haven't written for everyone, but for the ones I do know and imagine, I think it's like this:

easy to write for: albedo, bennett, venti, kazuha, yae miko

hard to write for: kaeya, ayato

#interactions #everyone else lays somewhere in the middle #for the easy to write for i mean absolute easy #like they (in theory) do not give me any trouble at all #there are others that i've written extensively for like zhongli #but even then it's like... #he has given me issues before so i guess i can't count him as easy you know? #also like oddly enough even though lyney gives off kaeya vibes i imagine him to be easier to write #same with heizou #i wanted to put more in the hard to write for category #like tighnari and kaveh #even alhaitham to a certain degree #but like.... i still can't tell for sure

[coffeeshib]

So I’m not asking anything, I’m here to state something. I wish I could put things into words as you do. You my friend are quite literally one of the best writers I’ve found in my life. The way you write emotion, it’s something that makes you stop and say to yourself “ that’s exactly how I feel, someone finally gets it” it’s like a sense of relief. I just needed to tell you this, I honestly don’t care if you have ten thousand people telling you this every day, I am one of those ten thousand people because they see how talented you are. I wish I could hug you or something. You literally touched my heart. You will be someone I think about at night. I will remember you. I really wish this becomes more because I know you can do great things with this. Like go back and reread one of your works and act like you didn’t write it, and think about how freaking good that work is. I inspire to be like you. I hope you live a full life of joy and happiness. Xx

#consistently am abysmal at taking compliments but thank you guys so much!!!!!!! #blogname1239 you're going to make me cr* #absolutely mind boggling not joking i truly appreciate every single word typed out because wow u guys!! #the kindness & thoughtfulness & the time taken to go all the way here & tell me all this #please know that i'm adding these screenshots to a folder to look at whenever i feel bad/less confident about my writing #to the anon asking if i do a writing/lit degree noo bro it's not what i'm doing 😭 i'm more of a science & math person #on all levels except physical i'm hugging each & every one of you tightly before sending the goodest vibes in your way #anyway i cannot stress this enough you guys are the sweetest!!! my ears are red goodbye #hope you guys have a lovely day (+rest of the month)!! please take care 💕💕💕 #asks

[cassarilladraws]

AU where Gabriel is defeated and thrown in jail. Adrien wants a fresh start somewhere else, after all his family secrets are revealed. He’s a young adult by this point. While he’s looking for a place to move, a completely new supervillain shows up in another city in France. Ladybug decides it would be good to choose someone from that city to give a Miraculous to. Chat Noir stops her. He says that he wants to be the one to go. This makes her pause, but he explains that she has a whole team in Paris and he wouldn’t be that far if they really needed him. The next time the villain attacks this other city it has a protector. It’s basically Adrien sharing a small apartment with Plagg, trying to settle into a new place, meet new friends, maybe Adrien falls in love idk, while Chat Noir protects his new city and solves mysteries. The city adores him btw, as they should.

#Miraculous #Miraculous Ladybug #I want Adrien to escape the multilayered mess he's in #Adrien Agreste spinoff show vibes #also Nightwing vibes #he'll be there if the team needs him but the boy is going to go off and have his own life in his own city #I have no business writing this out because I have abandoned AUs lol #at this point with Miraculous I just want to take Adrien away from it all #and let him be adored by his new city #let him thrive #let him be free from it all #basically I love Adrien so much as a character and the show is frustrating me to such a degree I wish he would just bounce

[stannussy]

im always between starting a horror project or not bc

#like i got a lot of personal fears that are pretty real and tangible but at the same time I dont want it to be triggering yknow??? #i think my favorite horrors stories are those that you can also take the double meaning??? #but then I also take a look at what I had of the fc*5 I had for Jason and it is horror #i wanted to hit the vibes from sharp objects which its the horror of how people you love hurt you??? how family hurts???? #but also ngl its at times very triggering #uhhhhhh #idk where im going with this tbh #i just want horror #maybe I leave the fc*5 still on drafts bc I do want to write it but it was cathartic in a degree but i also want to be careful of what i put #out there #yknow???