#₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎ i need to write more consistently

[call-me-copycat]

Heyyy. This might be out of nowhere but, How are you doing? You havent been posting lately so i was wondering if you were alright :) 🩵

Hi, I was planning on making a post discussing this, but I kept forgetting to until you reminded me ˶˃ᴗ˂˶

First off, I want to thank you for checking up on me, it really does mean a lot to have someone out there care for me (〃´∀`)

When I first started this blog, I had no job (yet) And I had a lot of free time since I hadn't started school again. Since I had so much downtime, I wrote a lot more and I was online a lot.

Now, a lot of time has passed. School is in full swing and I'm trying to secure as many scholarships as I can get, along with looking at different universities to aim towards.

I also have a job where I'm primarily the closer (related to the university thing since I have no college fund or financial aid from anyone in my family).

So basically I'm going to school all day, coming home, then rushing to work and working at night. I've been scheduled a lot more since I'm not a trainee anymore, and so my free time literally only consists of sleeping (˶> <˶)

Also also!

I recently got diagnosed with chronic fatigue, which worsens tremendously in high heat, so that also explains why I'm so tired all the time (those who look at my blog a lot can tell based on the time gaps between my fics and drawings)

That being said, even though I don't post a lot I do check in pretty frequently during the day and whenever I can at work, so it's not like I'm leaving my blog unattended ദി ᷇ᵕ ᷆ )

So for those asking: I am not tired of writing! I am not tired of drawing! I love doing those extremely and I don't think I can see myself not doing them

I am just going to be very slow now, and for that I apologize to those kept waiting.

And for anyone wondering: I do make sure to take care of myself, and I am getting medication and attention to take care of my condition. That's why I'm not online a lot anymore; I'm trying to get a decent amount of sleep so I have energy to keep up for the next day.

I want to thank all of my friends and mutuals who stuck around, I know it's hard to remember someone who's not around all the time, so still seeing so many people tag me in things and message me without hurrying me to answer right away makes me overjoyed to have met such lovely people （⸝⸝> ༥ <⸝⸝)ｵﾈｶﾞｲ♡

TLDR; I'm not gone! I'm still here, and I'm doing fine ʕ ◦`꒳´◦ʔ Just really busy with an uneven schedule

I know I don't post or talk a lot, but I still sit in the shadows; I see posts my mutuals share, I look through people's answers in tag chains, I read all the notes on my posts, etc!

Once more, I apologize for not being around so much! I don't blame anyone for leaving onto other things, but I'm not leaving anytime soon!

Thank you for your ask! I really needed the reminder to make this post ₍ᐢ‥ᐢ₎ ♡

I hope you and everyone here has a lovely day! ꜀(^. .^꜀ )꜆੭

*And no, this is not an April Fools - Just bad timing*

[soleilnomoon]

hiiii i love ur works so much! it is sooo difficult to find good zoro fic writers here on tumblr. if it's fine, i really want to see u write an angsty jealousy fic inspired by zoro and tashigi's massive amount of scenes in punk hazard 😭 smth like the reader seeing zoro refuse to put tashigi down, seeing him get friendly and praise her despite having a "relationship" with the reader and bc its too much for her and sanji seems to be the only one unhappy abt zoro being so close to tashigi, she ended up depending on him and zoro gets jealous too but he cant verbalize his feelings and he doesnt know what he did wrong so they kinda fight then SOMETHING LIKE THAT OMF I SUCK AT DESCRIBING BUT PLEEEAAAASEEE IF ITS OKAY I LITERALLY BREATHE AND LIVE FOR U FICS 😭

omg thank you, i'm glad you like them!! also i love angst so i had fun writing this <3

1.3k words, fem reader, sfw-ish (a little suggestive but nothing wild), lots of angst bc i love it, zoro is dumb, sanji is just trying to help

you know, you know, you fucking know. there’s no need to worry, to let insecurities and negativity fester into something wholly unrecognizable, but it’s hard. too hard, in fact. if you were the sort to give up easily, this wouldn’t be much of a problem — but you’re not. you’re stubborn to a fault, a trait that zoro both admires and dislikes, and don’t see things clearly until you cool off. not necessarily a hot head, you’re more of a passionate person whose imagination gets the best of them when left alone for too long.

on one such occasion, you remind yourself that it’s not what you think, that your mind is being unkind to you again, that the situation is stressful enough that it’s making you unreasonable. but in the pit of your stomach, your fear gets the best of you; it makes you irritable, severe, and possibly a little impulsive. if the situation wasn’t so perilous, you wouldn’t even entertain the idea with working side-by-side with marines, but since luffy doesn’t have a problem, you suppose you shouldn’t either.

but you do. you really fucking do. and why? because of a clumsy, absolutely useless swordswoman who also happens to be a captain. you scoff at that, the navy’s standards are truly declining as the years go on. and there she goes, proving her uselessness by not being able to walk on her own two feet. if you were in a better mood, you would admire zoro’s initiative, his chivalry; but you’re not, so you don’t — nor do you feel you should; tashigi is a marine, after all. a poor excuse for a marine, but a marine nonetheless. 

you watch the two of them for so long, you almost forget that you’re also trying to evacuate with the others; you curse at yourself, at your silliness, at your weak-willed heart, and at zoro’s inability to read your mind. because he’s not quite adept at properly expressing himself, especially as it relates to his feelings for you, you constantly wonder. and while he more or less does demonstrate that affection through his actions, you still feel your blood boil at the sight of him being so gentle with her. a bile shoots to the back of your throat, but you refuse to let him — or anyone else, for that matter — see how affected you are.

so, you keep moving; keep fighting to prevent yourself from thinking about him — with her — besides, there are children to save.

one of the unique attributes of your crew, is that you’re all more or less on a similar wavelength, so when one person’s off, it’s noticeable. no matter how hard you try to keep it hidden, sanji sees right through you. as one of your closer friends, it’s almost impossible for him to not do that. you appreciate his candor after he saves you from a stray bullet, his hands gripping your shoulders as he shakes you repeatedly.

you’re aware that you need to be more focused, you know that one wrong move can not only lead to your downfall, but can also lead to the others being affected even more. you refuse to be that sort of burden on your crew mates. you frown, feeling a little foolish, shame making it nearly impossible to look zoro’s way. sensing your emotional distress, sanji sighs softly and puts out his cigarette. when he pulls you in for a hug, you let out a shaky breath, a few tears sliding down your flushed cheeks, lips pressed firmly together as you refuse to let your feelings overwhelm you.

once zoro was absolutely certain that tashigi wouldn’t fall over again, he looks for you. he saw how you watched him earlier, saw the way you refrained from yanking tashigi out of his arms, saw the way you retreated within yourself and doing that thing you like to do when you’re scared: shut him out.

not that he can talk, he’s quite the hypocrite in that regard.

if anyone else were hugging you, he’d be fine; but it isn’t just anyone else, now, is it? no, certainly not. confusion tinged with annoyance pushes him to pull sanji off of you roughly. startled by zoro’s sudden appearance, you watch, silent shock etched onto your face, as he mouths off at the cook. sanji eyes him critically and reminds zoro that he had his hands all over tashigi — the accusation is what makes zoro shove the other man out of his way.

“you don’t know what you’re talking about, so shut it,” he says gruffly, large hand wrapped around your bicep and tugging you along with him — to go somewhere, to not be in that shitty cook’s presence.

“zoro, wait, damn it,” you pinch his arm, which isn’t enough to stop him, but he does slow down.

dark brow twitching, the corners of his mouth turn downwards, “what?”

you almost laugh at that, but refrain. he is so incredibly…thick-headed. which you tell him from time to time and you decide that this is the perfect moment to remind him of that. for some reason, those words set him off; you have so many rules and stipulations, that he can’t keep up with them all. in the midst of the argument, where you’ve finally reached the point of no return, you mention, blithely, that tashigi seemed fine once everything was over. your arms are crossed against your chest, your mouth pursed as you wait for whatever excuse he’s going to concoct — even though you know he’s an honest person through and through.

your words floor him; he barely tolerates the sight of tashigi, let alone finding enjoyment for touching her for that long? you must have lost your mind. that’s the only conclusion he’s come to.

“what the hell would i see in her anyway? she’s so damn annoying, i can’t stand her.” and while you should accept his words as truth, you can’t; you can’t, you can’t, you can’t.

“don’t lie to me, i know what i saw.”

it’s childish, you know that; you know that you should let up, that you should listen to him and keep your mouth shut, but your body is on fire, you have to get that energy out somehow.

because you’re being impossibly you right now, all zoro can do is close his eye, inhale deeply through his nose, and remind himself that he needs to stay calm somehow. your mind berates you as you chew on your bottom lip, waiting for him to say something; the longer you sit with those words, the worse you feel. you shouldn’t have said them. you know he’s telling the truth, but it’s too late, you’re unable to take it back. 

you have to see it through, now, no matter how complicated things get afterward.

before you’re able to verbalize that, before you’re able to just ask him for a chance to sort of pause, he opens his eye, an unreadable look briefly crossing his face before he grabs the back of your neck to hold you still.

“how many damn times,” he says while leaning forward, lips brushing against yours, leaving behind a bruising kiss, one that makes you look at him wildly. “do i need to say it?” you know what he’s referring to, but since you’re feeling difficult, you just kiss him again. not wanting to hear about it or speak about it anymore. your kisses are hard and messy, but it suits you — suits the situation you’ve found yourself in.

you know this isn’t exactly the best place for this sort of behavior, but whenever you’re around him, you don’t quite think as logically as you should. it’s another trait of yours that he admires and is actively annoyed by, although if anyone were to ask your opinion, you’ll say that he’s never been annoyed by it at all. that he covertly likes it and can’t bring himself to admit it. it’s the only thing that makes sense to you.

[soleilnomoon]

☆ enfin, je me réveille masterlist

☆ enfin, je me réveille: college au feat. eren jaeger x reader.

☆ setting: modern day, year xx22, paradis city, autumn

☆ starring: eren jaegar, college senior (22) & y/n, college senior (21-22)

☆ feat. cameo appearances from: jean kirschtein, mikasa ackerman, armin arlert, connie springer, reiner braun, historia reiss, annie leonhart, sasha braus, zeke jaeger, & a few others.

☆ summary (of sorts): y/n is a broke college senior in desperate need of tutoring for chemistry and can’t afford to fail another class. eren jaegar is in the top 10% of their class, extremely standoffish, has an absurd amount of wealth to his name, and doesn’t have many that he considers friends. he’s your typical smart, cool, loner type that people inevitably want to befriend due to his magnetic persona, but he keeps them all at arm’s length due to issues from his past (he’s also just an ass in general). he finds himself begrudgingly intrigued by y/n and offers to tutor her in exchange for…certain favors. y/n is reluctant, but will do anything to make sure she passes. unbeknownst to them, there are bigger, more sinister things at play behind the scenes in the seemingly peaceful city of paradis.

☆ word count: currently at 20k.

☆ contains: black fem reader, nsfw (18+ mdni), profanity, arguing, corrupt politics, blood money, solo masturbation (m & f, separately), alcohol consumption, drug use, blackmail, degradation/humiliation, overstimulation, nipple play, edging, public sex, a shit ton of angst (ur welcome), a gallon of smut (idk what to tell u), oral m. receiving, oral f. receiving, a lot of betrayal, plot twists galore, & violence (not sure how much, it’s all up in the air at this point tbh).

☆ chapter 01 - conquest - (complete)

☆ chapter 02 - staccato - (complete)

☆ chapter 03 - acrimony - (complete)

☆ chapter 04 - subversive - (in progress)

☆ chapter 05 - lucent - (in progress)

☆ last updated: 08/27/22

☆ hi hi! ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎ thanks for stopping by and hopefully you enjoy the story i’m crafting. i’m not sure how long this fic will be, it’s smth ambitious that i’m taking on, but i definitely will try to update it consistently (although, i am a little slow sometimes so bear with me). as i write, i’ll update the warnings list.

☆ if you want to be added to the taglist then you can drop a comment or send me a message and i’ll add you!

☆ as stated before, this is a college au/modern au fic; i try to keep as close to canon as possible with characterizations, and trying to incorporate part of the aot/snk lore into a modern world is a little tricky but i’m making it work i think.

☆ i have an idea of how i want this to end, but i don’t always stick to outlines so we’re all going to be in for a wild ride, u feel me; just know that it’s a dark romance w. a lot of drama, there isn’t going to be a happy ending (not in the traditional sense).

☆ taglist: strawhatsoraya, berriesandcrem, simpbutapimp, littlemochi

[soleilnomoon]

₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎ the best kind of writing advice i could give aspiring writers — or, writers in general who struggle with their writing & are considering improving — is to read. read, read, read, read. and i don’t mean read fanfic; i mean read nonfiction, the newspaper, articles that interest you, read various genres that you don’t normally read. have a favorite author or poet? analyze why you like their writing — look at their choice in diction, look at the pacing, look at the literary devices they use, look at the themes and how they apply them in their writing.

also, read bad writing. i cannot emphasize that enough lol you need to read all sorts of things to get better. read shitty books to learn what not to do; study authors you don’t like (esp if you’re considering publishing). and even if you only want to write fanfic, this applies too — if you want to grow as a writer, that is.

i see a lot of younger ppl on here voicing their struggles with writer’s blocks and whatnot, the best way to combat that is to read your work out loud, make a general outline of your plot, write scenes out of order and build from it.

have an idea for the end? great! write it first and then work backwards.

one thing i learned to do for both short and longer works is to have my completed draft on one side and open a new document on another. retype the entire story or scene word for word, and you will see how many changes you make intuitively. it’s the one thing that helped me tighten my prose and make things more succinct ʚ꒰ᐢ. ̫ .ᐢ꒱ɞ

vary the sentence length; it’s ok to have runons and it’s ok to have short ones. if you have trouble with descriptions, go on pinterest make boards of your stories or characters—if you have trouble with dialogue, listen to real life convos in how ppl speak normally.

write even when you don’t want to write. and i don’t mean write 4000 words, i mean even if all you do is journal your feelings or write one sentence, do that frequently— the more consistently you write, the faster you’ll write. if you’re stuck on coming up with plots, revisit fairy tales; they’re fun to flip around.

or, engage in short fiction — write drabbles. telling a story in exactly 100 words is not easy as you might think, it also helps you think about what’s important in the story (or scene, really) and what isn’t. the better you get at writing within a specific word limit, the better you’ll get at writing in general.

but most importantly, have fun with what you write! writers like to talk abt the misery involved in writing but it should be a good experience or cathartic in general (◍•ᴗ•◍) if you don’t like what you’re writing…then simply don’t write it, don’t let anyone pressure you to write in a certain timeframe or tell you what to write period.