#I missed writing

[sweetlypunk]

THE FEELINGS IN WORDS —JASON TODD

You meet a cute stranger in the library, who casually has similar literary likings as you.

You let out a soft huff as annoyance creeps in. The librarian had pointed to this section when you asked for help, and while you could ask for more assistance, you feel wary about it. She looked like she wasn’t on the mood today.

Usually, you get along with the people who work there. You are acquainted enough to chat and feel at least comfortable enough to ask a question twice, but this one you had never seen her before. You guessed a new volunteer.

There was no one else in sight, so you kept trying to locate the book that you have been itching to read.

As you turned onto the next aisle, you noticed a guy standing there. He had a book in hand and seemed to be consumed by it. You didn’t think he had noticed you guessing by his concentrated look.

His presence made you a bit nervous, but you turned back to the bookshelf trying your best to not bother him.

You glanced at him for a second, noticing how tall he was. His raven black hair falling softly on his forehead, his lips slightly moving as he mouthed the words he was reading.

He was cute.

Like, really cute.

As if he had read your mind, he glanced back at you. You turned back quickly, feeling your cheeks warming up. Grabbing a random book, you pretended to look through it, letting your hair fall over your face to cover up your embarrassment.

You shyly turn your head towards the exit, determination to get out setting in. You could always come back later… but you weren’t sure what would you do if you went other day without reading the book that has been invading your thoughts lately.

Stealing one last glance at the cute boy before moving on, your eyes delicately fall over the top of his head. As if destiny had it, the book you wanted was sitting comfortably on the top shelf. You quickly realized that you would have to ask him to move aside so you could try to reach it, so gathering all the courage you could must, you turned towards him and tapped his shoulder.

“Excuse me, hi… sorry um do you mind if I get that book over there?”

The boy turned to look to where you were pointing, and moved to the side, “sorry, go ahead.”

You gave him a small smile and stood on your tiptoes, trying to reach that high on the bookshelf. However, it was way out of your reach, causing a small huff to come out from you.

“Hey… do you need help?”

You heard stranger ask while your tongue sticked out as you stretched your arm, resting one hand in the shelf so you could impulse yourself ,“it’s fine, I got it.”

He watched you amused as you struggled a bit more before he inquired again, “um, you sure? I can reach it just fine.”

You sighed, looking defeated, “if you don’t mind?”

He offered you a tight lip smile as he easily reached the top shelf, “here you go.”

“thank you.” You look up at him before your eyes drop to the book he was previously reading, “sorry for disturbing your reading… I-I truly didn’t want to annoy you.”

“Oh don’t worry” he scratched the back of his neck, “I’ve read this a thousand times before, and you were not annoying me at all.”

“Really?” You smile as you till you head to the side, “you like it that much?” It was a classical romance novel and even though you didn’t want to go into stereotypes, you were kind of surprised he admitted to like it. Or that he liked it all, he did not look like the type to be into that. Guess looks can be deceiving.

He glanced at his book and to you, closing it to show you the cover, “It’s one of my favorites actually, from one of my favorite authors too.” He looked at you through his long eyelashes, if you weren’t a fool, you could swear he was shying away, “what about you? Have you read that book before?”

You glanced at the book in your arms and smiled shyly, “oh well, I read it once in high school. Lately, my mind is been bugging me about this one, and my professor has been insisting on us reading a classical, so might as well. It’s a fine book from what I remember, I feel like…” you looked up at him and he offered you an encouraging smile, “I feel like I could benefit by its contents about now.”

He nods, looking to the side, trying to find anything else to say, “it’s an interesting book that one.”

You nod and open your mouth, but close it quickly. Looking at the cover of the novel, you take a deep breath as you say, “I really love this kind of literature. The classics. In high school, I always found them hard to read at first, but once I got into them, it was like I couldn’t stop.” You glance at him again quickly, making sure you weren’t annoying him, “this type of novels have a way with words. It’s like they mix poetry with feelings. The writing is… quite romantic. They don’t have to forcefully be about romance, but the way the romanticize the world, how they describe a simple sunset it’s just… fascinating.”

You grin at him and notice the look he is giving you then. You realize you got carried away with your thoughts and become self conscious of all the words you just babbled. Putting the hair in your face behind your ear, you feel your cheeks warm up, “but um yeah. You could say I like reading haha…”

Oh god. Way to go. Now you’ve done it. Why would he care about what you read? He was just being polite. Now you just ridiculice yourself in front of the hot guy. You shouldn’t be allowed close to conveniently attractive people, you always make a fool of yourself. Now you made him uncomfortable and everything weird. The earth can eat you alive now, you should find a way to get out of this situation and place to never come back ever again as soon as possible—

“That’s exactly how I feel.”

“Huh?” You turn look up at him again as you get out of your head.

“What you said. I-” he hesitantly looks at you as he scratches the back of his head, “I also love the classics. And when I read… when I read them I feel the exact same way you just described. The words just… they just make it easier.”

You look at him mouth agape, trying to process what he just said. He looks at you and starts to look around, his cheeks red as his hand tap at his thigh at a rhythm unknown to you. As he looks close to wanting to run away, you smile brightly at him.

You hold the book to your chest and extend your hand towards him, “I’m y/n, nice to meet you.”

He pauses to look at your stretched hand and gives you a lopsided grin, “Jason. Have you gone to the coffee shop across the street? Maybe… you could give me a few recommendations?”

Your fingers feel electricity running up and down as his hand leaves yours. You look up at his sea green eyes, and smile to yourself, getting the hair out of your face yet again.

“I would love to.”

[mammonswhore]

Mammon has a lot of bad habits but his favorite one is feeling the need to touch you. He loves the way his scent is always lingering on your body because he has been hugging you. Mammon is enamored with the way his hands fit perfectly with yours and it's always comfortable to hold each other.

He couldn't acknowledge it at first,he thought it was normal since "yer my partner of course i want to touch ya!" Seemed like something normal to him and everyone. It was normal but not like this.

How could he resist the urge to feel your warmth? He needed to hear your heartbeat, listen to your voice, smell your blood, feel your body by his side. Those were normal needs for a demon.

And who were you to deny the demon what he wants?

You always gave in to the biting,the scenting, everything he did to feel you was perfect.

He was perfect when his eyes turned darker whenever someone's scent sticks to you, he was perfect whenever he asked for permission to touch you and he was more perfect than anyone when he said "Thank you,love" after he scented you back with his smell for everyone to know that he is yours and you are his.

[i-will-cry-you-a-river]

It would be better.

Better for him. Better for Luo Binghe. Better for everybody.

Shen Yuan was sure of that. After all, anything would be better than being a human stick. He didn't want to experience the original good's fate.

He also didn't want to throw his beloved white lotus, his sweet discipline into the Endless Abyss.

Why wouldn't he then...?

[Unusual behavior detected. Please note that attempts to deviate from Luo Binghe entering the Abyss will cause a deduction of 10000 B-points and immediate termination of your account.]

Anything would be better than being tortured by the blackened protagonist. Anything, huh...

Why not then...?

It's not like anybody would mourn the scum villain.

System sure would agree that taking the scum villain out of the way, the story would improve.

[User? System does not understand. Unusual behavior detected.]

His sweet and sticky white lotus wouldn't have to go through years of suffering. He wouldn't be betrayed by his Shizun. He wouldn't get that awful sword that only fed his resentment and anger. He wouldn't have to fuck countless wives who doesn't even love him. Maybe he could find somebody who loved him for himself, who would be good for him. Fitting to a sweeter Emperor.

[System notice: Endless Abyss closes in 10... 9...]

“Shizun, this lowly disciple is sorry," Luo Binghe said tearfully, trying to cover his demon mark, however fruitless that endeavour was.

Shen Yuan smiled at his innocent little protagonist, and let himself pet that soft hair one last time. Soft, so soft and fluffy. Ah, the protagonist was the cutest white lotus ever.

How could anybody push him into the Endless Abyss?! He just wanted to be accepted! He was just a sweet little bun. Innocent. Lovely.

“Binghe, ah, Binghe. How could you apologize for being born this way? This Shizun is not angry at his silly discipline."

The blaring red numbers on the blue screen ruthlessly showed that the end was near. That was okay. Luo Binghe would be free soon.

He had no need of this scum villain.

"Be a good boy, Binghe," he smiled.

Luo Binghe was crying. That wasn't right. Shen Yuan did not like that; one last hug was allowed, wasn't it?

"Wh- Shizun?" Luo Binghe froze, but didn't try to move away, and that was telling. Ah, his sweet discipline, so touch-starved. Shen Yuan hoped he would find himself a wife who could fulfill all his emotional needs, and not just his physical ones. "This lowly..."

[6... 5...]

The System continued counting down.

"No. No, Binghe, you are not lowly. You are so hardworking, so strong and smart! Shizun is proud of you. My sweet lotus..."

His arms squeezed the protagonist.

It was the best choice. Luo Binghe was too sweet, he deserves to live his life happy. He didn't need the scum villain to screw up his life even more than he did.

"Be good, my sweet white lotus. Be happy. This Shizun loves you."

[2... 1. Quest failure! Punishment for failing quest is the deduction of 10000 B-points. User termination is in progress.]

Shen Yuan was ready. His body was already dead; there was no suffering waiting for him. His conscience was clear - he did everything in his power to give his lovely discipline the best life he could offer.

He was ready to accept his fate.

[User termination is complete. Thank you for your patronage.]

[motelofmermaids]

y’all at the end of this week i’m making my writing comeback!!! 🤗 request anything anakin skywalker, jon snow, and jaime lannister. i’m not too sure about writing exclusively finnick and keegan because it’s been a while and i’m not as into it as before. 😭 so!! send in things. doesn’t have to just be about requests… if there are any questions, send them in as well!

[rninies]

HI GUYS IM FINALLY BACK AND POSTING A HSR FIC TOMORROW :D WHO MISSED ME (no one i bet)

[corrodedcoughin]

Hello, so @metal-dads and @kkpwnall made some truly excellent points of Christmas pun lover Eddie and I’m here to add some nonsense

I'm thinking as soon as it turns to the first of December the campaign turns to 'elf-fire' and all of the party has to create elf-sonas. The whole story is that they have to slay Satan, oops sorry, Santa (‘Did you hear that everyone? sleigh? oh, you did? well, I didn't hear any laughing, so I'll say it again and maybe this time you'll get it. oh, you don't find it funny Gareth? well look who has a life-threatening curse that means they are always at half hp, its Ga-wreath the christmas elf! Shut Up! if you appreciated my comedic genius, you wouldn't be in this mess’)

As the weeks go on he slowly adds and adds to his santa costume but none of the red tones match, the beard is just cotton balls glued to an old tshirt and he's doused his hair in talc to make it white that just ends up coating everything when Eddie starts getting into the game and shaking his head at each roll of the dice.

Each time Eddie makes an atrocious christmas pun, be it at the club or out in the wild, the party laugh too enthusiastically, knowing the vengeance he'll take out on them if he doesn't.

Then on the final night, Steve comes to pick the kids up but he's early and outside is freezing so he takes himself inside to sit in on the last part of the campaign. Eddie makes yet another terrible play on festive words and all of 'elf-fire' laugh too loud and too long. When they stop Steve just looks up and states quite plainly and unbothered

'dude, that was shit'

The party go silent, but then they realise, Steve doesn't have a character, he isn't at risk in this situation. They all cheer much to Steve's confusion and Eddie whips his head around, feeling brave in his dungeon master persona. Stares Steve down and mischeviously smiles 'hmm don't like my puns? maybe you should find a way to shut me up then'

and Steve? Steve didn't get his reputation for nothing, sure his heart is beating like a hummingbird, and he feels lightheaded and the thought off what Eddie is proposing but he doesn't let it show, not yet, not when he doesn't know if Eddie is serious

'oh no santa is mad at me, have I been bad?' with a roll of his eyes and smirk of his own.

Eddie turns immediately back to the party face as red as his Santa hat and ploughs back into the game, maybe not so focused as he had been before. The campaign is successful, absolutely annihilating Santa/satan as Eddie dramatically re-enacts the death (‘and to all a good fright ho..ho…ho…AND SCENE’)

If Steve hangs back after the kids file out and gets back to the car with a bashful smile and white powder suspiciously similar to the talc in Eddies hair on his face and clothes well, that's Dustin's mystery to solve. And he will, have no doubts about it.

[yourtamaki]

guess whose uni semester is finally over :3

[who-needs-reality-anyways]

*Coming soon*

A short, one-shot, modern AU Bellarke meet-cute on a ferris wheel that gets stuck.

Stay tuned…

[house-of-daena]

i know ive been ignoring y'all but. horny thoughts about gi/hsr men to get my brain started (or get my interest back)? LOL

[junnieverse]

Everyone! I am officially back (as a writer?)

I finished my last final exam yesterday and I am so happy :)

With that being said, I'll finally be taking requests again and I'll be working on the last post (riki's) for my guts x enhypen series :p

[shierie]

[thatstrangegiiirrlll]

Hey luvss <3 I went ghost for a little bit, but I’m back at it again. My requests will be open in the next couple days. I really missed my little blog and I have so much content to post now — Ash

[glxyaaandromeda]

Preferences | Detriot: Become Human

Character/s: Connor RK800, Hank Anderson (and Sumo), Markus RK200, Carl Manfred, mentions of Jericho and Leo Manfred. Summary: After Markus won from his peaceful demonstration everything seemed so right in place and since you live far away from your hometown, you decided to celebrate New Year’s Eve with Connor RK800 (with Hank and Sumo of course) / Markus RK200 ( with Carl, the people of Jericho and maybe with Leo? I don’t know, he’s a jackass though.)

Pairing/s: Connor RK800 x F! Reader / Markus RK200 x F! Reader (established relationship)

Warning/s: None except this whole headcanon is like fluff, and wholesome!

A/N: My first headcanon for my boys (Connor and Markus), I decided to watch jacksepticeye’s D:BH playthrough, and well… I love them both so much. Happy New Year by the way! Feedbacks / coffee are very much appreciated, love you guys!

~~~

Connor RK800 + Hank Anderson and Sumo

Ever since his post-deviancy, you have been there for him. To support his new found feelings, almost babysat a child - but of course a full grown, man. Hank didn’t mind though since you are practically his daughter so when you offered to help Connor, he was glad.

You celebrated Christmas Eve with them, though you were sad that you weren’t able to celebrate Christmas with your parents, relatives, and favorite cousin since you’re far from where you’re actual hometown is, they understand.

Connor knows how family-oriented you are (or maybe not, which both him and Hank truly understand your reason, besides they are your family now.)

When you told him that you’ll be celebrating New Year with them, he was so glad, the way his eyes sparkled with delight, that he got time to spend with you more, Hank and Sumo. “How about your parents?” “Oh, I’m sure they’ll understand” You almost forgot that you’re an adult so basically you can do whatever you guys want.

Of course, you can’t forget about the fireworks, but Hank is the one who’s an expert on this so you let the boys buy what kind of fireworks you’ll be using for the new year. 

Since Connor is not programmed in household work, he feels bad that he had to leave you in cooking/baking/cleaning with Sumo while he and Hank go firework shopping.

You assure Connor that household chores were completely okay with you, it’s like your stress reliever and help for the both of them since they are like family to you.

Waving goodbye to them, you started feeding Sumo first, cleaning the house, tidying up the rooms, you took a quick water-food break and a nap - and then after you woke up from Sumo licking your hand, you decided to get started cooking.

One dish from your hometown and one dish that surely Hank will love, ‘ugh how I wish Connor can eat too, I’m sure he’ll love these’ You thought to yourself and sighed, after preparing the dishes for tonight you started to make red velvet cookies. After everything is settled, you decided to take a nap on the couch while Sumo sleeps with you.

Hours later, you heard a ruckus - Sumo shifted and you stirred awake “Hey darling” someone scoffed after that greeting ‘Obviously the one who scoffed is Hank’ you laugh and greeted Connor giving him a kiss on his cheek “Are you guys able to buy fireworks for later?” “Mhm,” When Connor sits beside you, he was taken aback when you sit on his lap and nuzzle your face to his neck - fast asleep. 

When Hank was about to say anything for (Y/N) or Connor, he motioned that you’re fast asleep again - Hank just nods and eats some of the dishes you cooked, savoring each bite while you and Connor are on the couch, resting.

It’s been an hour since you’ve fallen asleep, you didn’t notice that you were in the shared bed with Connor when Hank barged in with a trumpet that he blew making you stir in sleep “Happy New Year kid!” You sit up, adjusting your vision and greet Hank a happy new year, it was very uncharacteristic of him to be this joyful but hey - let the old man be happy.

When Hank came out of the bedroom saying that he’ll be preparing things that are needed for the fireworks, he also greeted Connor who was leaning in the doorframe. “Hey hot-stuff” you pat the free space on the bed and he happily obliged “I will always never get used to calling you, me random nicknames” He laughed,  ‘god his laugh is so - genuine’ you thought to yourself “ah well, it’s just that…” you paused while he waits “gosh I am so happy that you’re with me - Hank and Sumo…” “I’m happy that you’re here too, (Y/N)” as you snuggle up close to him, he kissed your forehead.

Hank, on the other hand he knocks on the bedroom door saying thanks to (Y/N) that made him feel that Cole is here again - “I’m sure your son will be proud of you, Hank.” before even Hank cry in tears of joy he just agreed with you, “come on love birds we should start to light up those fireworks.” You and Connor walk hand in hand, grateful that you have each other backs despite of what the year has been rough for everyone else.

~~~

Markus RK200 + Jericho and Carl Manfred (mentions of Leo, maybe?)

When Markus became deviant, you were there to witness the whole scene - and you who became fond with the android himself you helped him out. “You gotta leave now before they kill you!” Carl said to him as you both go to your cozy apartment. That was the first time you saw him afraid, anxious - hoping that Leo didn’t die from the impact, you assured him that everything will be okay.

As much as he wants to contact Carl about the situation of his son, Leo, you stopped him. Knowing that the police are hunting them and he agreed. “Since deviants are spreading - maybe when this issue subside we’ll be able to contact Carl again.” Markus sigh, “We should probably find a hideout, anytime soon a police might barge it, I don’t want you to be in danger (Y/N).”

Jericho - the hideout place that he found, by talking to damaged android that he found he met Simon and his other companions. North, however she’s still suspicious about you - knowing that you work with the Cyberlife but that doesn’t stop the others to grow fondly of you.

After Markus and his people won because of his peaceful demonstration, he feel relieved more than ever. Although it wasn’t avoidable that some human continue to despite human-android relationship, or android having the rights to do what they want – that can’t be helped. He was also glad that you were his right-hand man.

You celebrated Christmas with Markus, visited Carl - who’s surprisingly doing better (he had a new android to help him out around the house after that incident) but nonetheless he’s proud of Markus and his freedom march. “Hey Markus, can I have a moment with Carl?” he nods and left you with him. “I know it’s been a while but I have something in mind…” You paused, while Carl raised an eyebrow at you. “I was thinking of having a party here to your mansion - like at New Years Eve? If that’s okay with you uncle.” He was delighted - and even help you out to call some event organizers to help you out without raising any suspicion to Markus.

When you bid goodbye to your uncle Carl both of you made sure that everything will go according to plan - days go by and Markus doesn’t really raise any suspicion about visiting Carl though he keep insisting that he should come for your safety (rest easy is not on his vocabulary apparently..) “Come on, (Y/N). I want to visit Carl too - I’ll cook you your favorite!” “Fiiineeee.” You playfully punch his arm - how can you resist this man? He’s literally a house-husband material!

After you told Markus that he should wait at your car - you grab a gift for the hero, Markus himself. Putting it inside your bag that you planned on giving him to the party. “I’ll drive.” “What? No-” he give you ‘the look’ that you can’t just - resist, ‘gosh, he’s so charismatic-’ rolling your eyes you put your bag at the backseat of your car, Markus noticed that. Obviously. “I hope you’re not scanning that bag, babe.” Markus raised his hands in defeat and he let out a chuckle “You have my words babe, I won’t.” and of course he kept his words, while he proceed to start the engine - drive to Carl’s mansion talking about what happened for the past few months.

Arriving at Carl’s mansion, you grab your bag - while Markus as a nice gentleman as he is, well he open the door of your car for you. Muttering ‘thank you, babe’ he smiled sweetly. He never failed to make you swoon, ever. “Welcome back, Markus and Miss (Y/N)” an android who greeted them as soon as they enter Carl’s mansion when you’re about to go straight to the living room Markus stopped you “wait, I thought you’re going to visit Carl?” You blinked, thinking of a lie your heartbeat became erratic. It’s funny because it’s not like you did something wrong but - “Your heartbeat quickens, are you hiding something from me?” “What? No! I- I was going to grab some water- like I’m thirsty… right-” “Hm… alright, I meet you upstairs then.” “R-right!” 

You quickly went to your way to the living room, where supposedly the people of Jericho and Carl himself is there. “Okay okay, is everybody complete now? Woah this is making me cry I- gosh-” Carl reassures you that this will go well, he hope (it’s not that he doesn’t want to see Leo interfere but you know that guy, unpredictable as hell.) “(Y/N)? Carl isn’t upstai-” before Markus can even finish his sentence, everyone included you said ‘Surprise!’ in unison. He was, obviously in shocked - in fact he looks like he was about to cry.

Markus walked towards you, feeling like the time had stopped - he hold your hands and gently squeezed it. “You did all of these?” He looked around the spacious living room, decorated but not over-decorated, some of his people are here especially his friends: North, Josh, Simon, Lucy and John. “Well, I asked my uncle for help - and then your friends helped me too so, it’s not only me.” You smiled sheepishly at him - “oh wait, here’s my gift for you too - it was Carl’s idea by the way.” He happily accept the gift, tearing up the gift wrapping - it was a huge box, with clothes, although you know his style, Carl was able to choose some clothes that will really suit him. I tell you - the man is speechless. 

After the year changed, it was a sure great start for everyone else, he hoped that the other humans will be enlighten that the androids did not want any harm at all, but rather freedom, peace and understanding that they are more than just any machine.

[plantonspace]

Also Tumblr boober citizens I made a genloss fanfic. I'll be posting it tomorrow or Monday (I'm waiting for twitter to fix itself because I have a bit more reach over there) and I'll be posting the link to it here too. That is all. Autism Jesus out

[cxlxrx]

"Please", Ghost - Simon - nearly whined. Voice higher than usual, "Touch me."

"What?", Soap nearly choked. His brain wasn't so fast in processing the situation. Simon had Soap's hand covered with his, pressing it against his cheek. "Touch me, Johnny", he said again, his voice sounded breathless, "Hurt me."

or Ghost wants to feel something and Soap helps him.

[rig0]

Hi love,

There will always be boring days — perhaps not good, but at least we always try. As we always should.

There will be ups and downs — something that is out of our control, but we always make up before we go to sleep.

There will be uncertainties — this could be seen in every relationship, but that does not mean we are not the right person for each other. We have this particular connection that we can't even explain.

But there is an us, despite all circumstances we managed to stay. In fact, we love one another unconditionally.

I promise you this, you will never be a part of my past because you are nothing but my present and my future.

Your partner forever,

Rigo.