#AHHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH

[anitalenia]

not a dividers request just an appreciation ask for all the work u put into making them & sharing them with us ty angel :D gonna check out ur fics soon too!! from a fanfic writer to another fanfic writer, don’t let anything stop u from indulging in ur writing ♡

Omg this means the world to me, most praise I get is for my dividers so to see someone actually motivate / encourage / like my writing is amazing 😭✨ tbh making the dividers started out as me being the change I needed to see in the world (aka I didn’t see many dividers I wanted so I just made them myself ☝🏻🤓) but then they started to get a lot of attention and now a lot of people like them and I’m like damn thanks so much 😭

Thank you so much I really appreciate this. As a fellow writer you understand how weird and chaotic it can be, from writers block that can last for months to a writing craze that lasts for three days it’s definitely a roller coaster with many ups and downs. So when I feel motivated to write I get in there like white on rice and write as much as I can 😭✨ this definitely inspired me to write, thank you so much again you’re a darling 🫶🏻🌸

[ojbrush]

H M6 GOSH YAAY thank you guysso much I start SCREAMINGGGG

[sarcasticdolphin]

Hi! 📗🔮🎨 for the fanfic ask game?

Also, would it be okay if I draw some scenes from "(Pre)history" and post them on my Tumblr blog? I'm not the best artist and I'm definitely mediocre. However, that Drabble is one my favorites and the way you wrote the characters in a happy environment had me smiling the whole time. Of course, I'll only do so with your permission, and I'll be sure to credit you and the fic.

Have a good day!!!

📗 Do you want to write something outside of fanfiction? If so, what about?

I actually do a reasonable chunk of writing in the real world, but that is all very dry technical writing for my job. I don't know that I would want to write stand-alone fiction.

🔮 Any advice for writers working through burnout or writer’s block?

For burnout, I would say to give yourself some time. In the past, I wrote for [fandom redacted] which devolved into a toxic mess and as a result of that and real-life business I got burned out and didn't write any fic at all for several months.

For writer's block, I would say that it can help to make a detailed outline and/or to choose a pretty restrictive writing form - 5+1 is my go-to, but there are plenty. This can help put you on a more specific path with a bit less freedom, which can give you a clearer objective to work for.

I also do find that for writer's block it can be helpful to go to another idea and just get into the flow of writing before tackling the thing that is giving trouble.

🎨 If someone were to make fanart of your work, what fic or scene would you hope to see?

That's a hard one. I would love to see something from mirrorverse depicting one of the times Tod and Rudolf are talking in the mirror, but I do also love the scene from Smoking Mirror where Rudolf has Tod in panther form lying across his lap and is just gently giving him scratches.

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If you feel inspired to make art of my drabbles/fics than you absolutely have my blessing. I am incredibly flattered that you think my writing is good enough to warrant it.

[fruitythings]

💗 incoming love train! I appreciate you and recognize the amazing presence you have on this site, thank you for contributing to our community! 🌷 send this to all the blogs you love! don't forget to spread the love. 💌

HAVE A POSSUM IVE RUN OUT OF PICTURES

[xxlordalexanderxx]

🥇 - I think are doing a brilliant job with your muse.

🔮 - I can see us rping in the future and I can’t wait to get started.

🌟 - I love seeing you on the dash!

[blonndiec]

what.the.fuck I'm shaking…this is so nice 🥲✨✨✨ Suddenly felt respawned to write the Otabek side for the Yurio one-shot.

[the-heaminator]

“Kirkland” A low rumble floats through the room, the protective growl of a bear concerned for his mate. A fluffy paw bats at Arthur’s arm, shaking him from his half-unconscious state. 

“Kirkland” Another paw — no, those are arms — grasps at his other side. A warm hand settles on his forehead, the heat broken only by a thin band of coolness. A ring? It feels metallic. Who around him wears a ring?

“Kirkland, wake up,” Oh, he’d know that dull voice anywhere.

“Ivan, y’bastard, m’ try’n sleep” Arthur grumbles, batting halfheartedly at the arms around him. He manages to dislodge the heat from his head 

“Kirkland, it is 3:35” 

“Don’t matter. Don’t needa be up till 5” 

“Kirkland. 3:35PM”

“Oh FUCK” 

Arthur bolts upright, colliding into Ivan’s chest. Normally, being bodyslammed by a 40-something-odd man would have some effect, but the disparity in height and weight means that Ivan is not affected at all. Instead, it’s Arthur who is pushed back into the couch due to the force of his movement. It’s then that he realizes what is going on. 

Ivan stands next to the couch, leaning over so far that his face is practically parallel to Arthur’s. His hand still grips Arthur’s arm, staring down with concerned eyes. His other hand is raised, the wedding ring catching the sunlight in a way that sends silver streaks through Ivan’s hair. Right. The wedding ring. 

“Get off of me, you oaf,” Arthur grumbles, using his small size to wriggle out of Ivan’s arms and to the side, which unfortunately means falling flat on his face onto hardwood floor. 

Or he would have, had Ivan not caught the collar of his shirt and left Arthur suspended pitifully a few inches from the ground.

“What did you forget?” Ivan asks sternly. 

Arthur sighs. “To pick the kids up from school,” 

“Correct. You are lucky I did that for you,” Ivan uses his frankly absurd strength to place Arthur back onto the couch. 

“Thanks” Arthur mumbles, attempting to regain his composure. 

“What was that?” Ivan asks sternly. 

“Thank you” Arthur says loudly, scowling at nothing in particular.

“And,” Ivan says, gesturing to white plastic bags sitting on the ground. “I brought you food,”

“I don’t need food,” Arthur protests, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. 

“You’re passing out around noon daily. Do you know what most people do around noon?”

Arthur doesn’t respond, only giving Ivan a tired look. This isn’t the first time Ivan has tried this trick and it won’t be the last. Ivan ignores the look and takes out a white styrofoam cartoon, opening it up and letting the smell of Indian food waft throughout the room. And it does smell really really good, causing Arthur’s stomach to rumble. Unwilling to let Ivan win this, he turns away and bites on his lip. 

“Kirkland. Eat” Ivan shoves the container onto Arthur’s lap and okay fuck it does smell really really good. 

“Eat and I will let you sleep,” 

“Fineeeeeee” Arthur exhales. Ivan shoves a fork into Arthur’s hands and he takes a bite of the savory food. He can’t taste much, but his stomach appreciates it so so much. He scarfs down the rest of the plate as fast as he possibly can and sets the container to the side. 

“Sleep?” 

“Sleep” Ivan affirms. Arthur goes to lie down on the couch but is caught off guard when Ivan scoops him up bridal style. 

“Put me down, you oaf!” Arthur protests. Ivan doesn’t listen, walking to their room and tossing Arthur onto their shared bed. The reminder of Ivan’s pure strength brings unhelpfully lewd thoughts to Arthur’s mind as Ivan towers over him and he feels his heart rate skyrocket. What the fuck was wrong with him?

Ivan walks around to his side of the bed and clambers into the bed, the mattress creaking under his weight. Using one arm, he scoops up Arthur and places the smaller man onto his chest. 

“Sleep,”

Arthur has to admit, Ivan’s chest is very warm and-

His eyes fall shut. 

🫡🫡🫡

Sleeping on ivan's tits is enrichment for Arthur

[hkthatgffan]

Return to Gravity Falls with the lofi album, available now! Lofi Gravity Falls is a music album featuring some of your favorite songs from the hit Disney Channel series reimagined in a relaxing lofi style. It’s the perfect background music for unwinding, studying, or investigating the supernatural mysteries of this dimension!

Lofi: Gravity Falls is out

[artsymeeshee]

LITTLE BOYS 🥺🥺🥺

[prinsomnia]

in her head ✷ wishing everyone a graceful 2023!

[naffeclipse]

Talk about your monster husband ocs coward (affectionate❤️)

Everyone, the tumblr user themeeplord is bullying me (affectionate <3)!!

You have no idea how normal I am about my monster OCs. They're so lovely just let me—ahhh!

Hawthorn is a Mothman monster. His wings are based on the garden tiger moth and he is so fluffy! He has a thick fuzz on his neck and chest and is a warm, cuddlebug. He also possesses bright orange eyes that pierce the darkness and startle the unfortunate late-night hikers or anyone piercing into the woods after midnight.

He has a thing for hanging out in the thick woods near where the MC lives. Wherever he goes, bad omens follow. He really shouldn't be near MC—he knows he'll be the death of his precious little human, but he can't help it. He's drawn to the MC like a moth to a flame (heheh). He's delightful and gentlemanly, but don't let that fool you. He's got a possessive stretch a mile wide and does not take kindly to anyone giving the MC looks or reaching out for a too-familiar touch. He will bristle and buzz, and fly swift and silent through the darkness to chase after anyone to ensure the MC stays all to himself. He is a bad omen, after all.

Grease is an oil demon! He feeds off of fear, literally, and delights in terrifying people in the night. His body is slick and iridescent, and he is constantly dripping black goo from his person. He is capable of shifting his form to hide in a puddle, slink underneath doors, or bubble through a crack in a broken window. He's got wicked sharp teeth, and eyes like a tiger but with a pale, unsettling blue color. He possesses tendrils on his head that constantly drip and a long, slick tail that he can use to grab MC by the ankle. He's terribly seductive and charming, terrifying but mischievous. He likes to say 'boo' just to watch MC jump. Of course, he's not all tang and salt. He's got a sweet side that rouses in a protectiveness over MC. He's possessive, sure, and he's marked his claim with the oil stains on MC's work apron, but he's got an ooey-gooey center of sweetness that MC occasionally finds when he blushes at a stray touch or a nice comment about him.

Calmo 91, otherwise just called Calmo, is a robot. Constructed in the 90s with a box TV screen head to match, he has bright yellow optics in the screen face along with thick wires falling behind his head in a ponytail-like fashion. He is cool and difficult to read but wickedly intelligent and learning much about humans and affections. His body is a thin endoskeleton with plastic matt gray coverings that give peeks of blue, red, and yellow wires at his metallic joints. He's got a mysterious past the MC is attempting to unravel that he truly wishes the MC would leave be. He's got much to learn about technology but he quickly figures out how to connect to the MC's phone for texting, phone calls, and other useful things of course, like keeping tags on where MC is and monitoring MC's heart rate. Useful tools. Modern technology. Living in the MC's house, he gets to spend more domestic time with the human he decided is kind and generous, but the MC occasionally finds him at the foot of the bed in the darkness, his yellow optics strangely switched to red until the MC says his name and his optics revert back to yellow again.

[lizardkingeliot]

Lestat was talking in his sleep.

“Louis, Louis…”

Louis opened his eyes to the sound of his name falling from Lestat’s mouth like a sacred litany. He drew a breath. He could feel Lestat’s withered heart beating where they lay so close together. Could hear it pulsing on the air like some flagging piece of machinery.

“Louis. Louis.”

OR

Following their reunion, Louis gives Lestat everything he needs.

[roguelioness]

Neria bursts into laughter, falling into him, holding him as tight as he holds her. They've found their way home. And everything is going to be just fine.

Thank you so much @sunshinemage for the gorgeous art of Solas and Neria! I can't think of a more beautiful end to their tale ♥

[tyungelic]

sexc boba taehyun who uses his boba eyes to his advantage >< pretending to be all sweet and obedient .. only to ruin his noona gf so hard in bed

omg it being your first real night alone with taehyun and you know exactly how it’s going to go down~ you and taehyun have been dating for about a month now and he’s been nothing but sweet to you. he gives off a mature yet innocent aura and the way he looks at you with those big brown doe eyes makes your heart melt so of course you can’t wait to finally bring him home and fuck his brains out until he’s a crying, whimpering mess that you can take care of later 🤭

… that is until taehyun is quick to prove you wrong.

it starts out as a makeout session with you in control, you straddling his lap and grinding against his clothed cock. you kiss the shell of his ear and run your fingers through his hair.

“taehyunie,” you coo. “you’re such a good boy.”

taehyun whimpers and pushes his hips up to meet yours as you grind on him harder. you smile, knowing you have your good boy right where you want him

but this control doesn’t last long.

what started out as you in control quickly turns into him grabbing your hair and fucking you from behind as your face is buried in the pillows underneath you.

“what?” taehyun asks, his tone dark and teasing. “you weren’t expecting me to keep up the innocent act forever, did you?”

you can barely respond, rendered speechless with every sharp thrust delivered to your dripping core.

“what’s wrong, noona? can’t talk? is taehyunie making you feel that good?”

[glassrunner]

Color Palette Meme:

@colorfulnickellandgarden asked: Johnny Silverhand + Interdimensional Blue To Turquoise

[sainz100]

Daniel Ricciardo on Media Day ahead of the Azerbaijan GP