#First story publish

[theidiotwhowrites]

All About YOU

Joe Goldberg x Reader

Warning ;

Stalking, Obsession, Unsettling descriptions

You have been warned

...Hello YOU

As you enter the bookstore. My eyes gleem with interest, Who are YOU?, Where have YOU been?, Who will YOU read?, What is YOUR story?

Polaroid camera in your hands, wearing a black casual long sleeve shirt on such a rainy day. Umbrella in hand, explains why your not wet. You mumble something to yourself as you stumble across the wooden floors of 'Mooney's'.

I can already imagine my hands on you, sinking my fingertips into your soft delicate skin. Feeling every inch of you , i wonder if you would like that.

You walk with confidence, you like a little attention. Ok I'll bite.

You have this aura, some kind of magnetic force that makes me want to know everything about you, What makes YOU so special? What will make YOU the one?

You look at the bookshelves and land on Horror, that's new

In this small shop people only get the books by celebrity's but you, your different. You don't care about 'Fitting in', I like that about you

Your eyes, they tell stories. It's like I could look at them forever and that's when you walk closer and say your first words to me, something I will never forget

"Hi, do you uhh work here?" You ask softly almost seeming embarrassed to ask...

"Guilty" I respond, God your voice it's so seductive and your not even trying. Imagine if YOU were trying! Just the thought of it has my pants tight.

"Great! I'm for a book, but I can't decide so what would you recommend?"

I hand you one of my favorite books from the genre. Having to hold back a smile when I can see that twinkle in your of how intrigued you are reading the description at the back of the book.

"You know, I might actually get this. It's this type of creepy but interesting I can describe. Thank you"

You smile at me, a smile that can light up a dark room in the middle of the night.

We bond over books and chat, completely forgetting about why you were here. Why I was able to me YOU.

But our time was cut short when I get called over to the counter but before you were next in line.

"Ok, I'm going for it. This better live up to the expectations you set for me"

I chuckle at your statement while you  put the book on the table to cash

"Trust me you won't be disappointed"

You hand me the amount and look down at my name tag on my apron

"Joe?"

"Ah yeah, Joe Goldberg but everyone just calls me Joe and you are?" I ask expecting a name but you surprised me

"Call me what ever you like Joe" You pick up the bag I put the payed book in and left.

You smile at me, laughed at my jokes, I want to say you were being nice but I could tell you were flirting with me

I look down at the floor, watching your steps as you leave.

That's when I see my first clue, I wasn't your number or your name but it was a polaroid picture of you.

I knew YOU did this on purpose, it was no accident.

YOU wanted for me to find you, to make YOU mine.

But at the end of the day, people are the all the same but the question is, are YOU?

...Love

Love is finding the one, but sometimes it doesn't work out

I had an ex once. She really did break me in ways that took forever to fix because at first I didn't see the signs but with you, your different.

Love is confusing and that's why I need to know if we are meant to be.

I had to figure out a way to know YOU the real YOU inside and out.

That small photo was my place to start, not a lot of people like you.

Most of your accounts never showed your face, smart. Just one of the many things to love about you but even if the info was short I knew almost everything about you.

Your interest, your past, everything but your actual god damn name! Only your username, It's fusstrating.

And the last thing I found is were you live. It's a small apartment, blinds open you look tired....why is that?

I'll probably ask when we get to know each other better in the future.

Is there more to YOU than what's on the surface? I'll find out, I'll be watching and one day I will have YOU....

[thegoatsongs]

Alexandre Dumas wrote the stage play Le Vampire aka The Return of Lord Ruthven the Vampire, a sequel to Polidori's The Vampyre.

In it, Lord Ruthven returns and confronts a female Ghoul called Zizika who raises the dead, and they become deadly rivals over human prey. Female vampires and a fairy are added into the fray.

So in 1851 Dumas wrote fanfic for The Vampyre and created several OCs for it.

Go create too!

[figofswords]

somebody rec me some good books. and they do actually have to be good. don’t rec me something just because it’s gay or it’s popular, it has to also still be good. like both the story and the writing have to be good none of this good concept bad writing or good writing horrible story. fantasy or soft scifi preferred, especially if it’s nontraditional fantasy. I am bored and sick of the internet and I want to get back into reading more but I’m kinda meh about most of what’s on my shelf

*edit: when I say “soft scifi” I don’t mean cozy I mean not hard scifi, as in stories that are more fantastical than grounded in hard science. for example the Martian is considered hard scifi, so not that. Star Wars would be closer to a soft scifi bc it’s all bullshit on the science end and it’s more about the vibes

[mikakuna]

the transition from being an avid manga reader where there's only one author for the entire series to becoming a comic reader where there's a billion different universes, writers, and characterizations for a single character is!!!!! not for the weak (me)

[merakiui]

very exciting and happy news: i have finished writing tmdg!!!!!!!!!!!!! ( ≧ᗜ≦)

[the-kingshound]

... and the blog officially got to 5k followers. I love each and every one of you for that. What a sweet present❤

[rabbits-of-negative-euphoria]

I'm sure there are many more factors at play than merely the rise of trope publishing and booktok demand, but the older I get, the more content I am with the notion of just. never getting published?

at this current moment, posting my stories fanfic-style on some online platform for the select few who are already invested in them sounds 100 times more appealing and fulfilling than going through all the stress of getting traditionally or self- published only to never hit the shelves of a Barnes & Noble

[wynnyfryd]

so uhhhhh note to self and others when the site comes back up, download your own fics after you publish them to ao3

[holographings]

he's listening to croatian amor

kind of a redraw of this old thing

[podraje]

[me to me]: writing is your hobby. Hobbies should be fun. It's not your job. You can write whatever you like. You don't have to force yourself to do it. You are not useless If you don't feel like writing. You want to be an author, but you're not yet. You might as well get published after 30. It might not be the story. It might never become your job. It's okay. You should be having fun. Write as many things as you want. Have as many drafts of different stories, as you want. You already have one job, you don't need to fall under the pressure to capitalize off of everything you do. HOBBIES SHOULD BE FUN!!!

[literalnobody]

Tumblr insists I compress these down to ugly quality >_>

You can listen to the Prologue and Chapter One if you want to understand what to heck is going on here!

Listening time: 17 mins~

Sound effects used: [x][x][x]

[simkjrs]

nearly finished writing my kavetham story. first chapter will go up in the next few days

[dangerousdan-dan]

Okay okay I need to calm down. Wow. Okay. I can't believe this but, I submitted one of my short stories to a literary contest not expecting much and I won a thing???? Like what???? I honestly can't believe it.

[riversofmars]

When you start writing a Dark Academia AU, make one of them a Classics student, and FINALLY nine pointless years of studying Latin come in handy. I'm still having to look everything up, I remember nothing, but that is not the point.

Ovid's Amores 1.9 is just 🤌

[cleric4vampire]

Kindred (I Knew You)

So close, she could see his eyes were a dark red, like that of wine or pomegranate seeds. There were dark crescents beneath them, though she couldn't tell whether they were natural or a sign of exhaustion. His eyes narrowed at her, cunning and catlike, and the corner of his lips crooked up into a deeper smile as he watched her struggle. Pretty, she thought absentmindedly. But imagine how much prettier he would look with his throat cut open, blood soaking into the soil, someone said back.

click here to read on ao3

Summary: Day One. Aune reflects on her lack of memories and the introduction to her very first traveling companion — a strange wizard that fell out of a stone. The pair meet a pompous Pale Elf and chaos ensues. The Urge awakens.

Mature (for mild gore and violence; canon typical). 2.6k. Tadpole Hijinks. Gale is nice. Astarion is Astarion. Some Canon dialogue.

[prolibytherium]

after making this post I sat around kind of desperately wishing someone would write something for this scenario, but then wasn't sure if I actually wanted that bc what if they make it into drama or somehow make Dennis central to the plot. I can't have that. And then I slapped down about 1500 words of dialogue for the scenario. And I've been slowly fleshing it out in the form of a story. It's starting to distract me from the original writing I've been making decent headway on. So I'm writing IASIP fanfiction now. This is where I'm at . I'm all in.