#THIS WAS SUCH A JOY TO WRITE?

[witchcraftandburialdirt]

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✧ ── 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐒 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐍

7. What was the strangest thing the mun has done that make the muse confused?

── "My my, strangest thing? Quite difficult when they have so many eccentricities, however one of the strangest things was their need to go into the forests alone and collect ... carrion. Which mind you, appropriate if you intend to use the bones and flesh to render a potion or perhaps give it in offering for a diety to gain a boon but ... Not at all! They knelt down and photographed it for some "artistic" - I use that term loosely - project, as though trying to capture the beauty in death is a visionary concept. Ha! However, they were quite naive then, who am I to slander the infectious creativity of youth? Still though; quite an odd bit of behavior; they didn't even harvest the animals for later use - what a waste."

8. Does the mun like to shitpost/make funny posts a lot?

── "Unfortunately, it is dependent on the day; a tragedy on both ends of the "serious" to "hilarious" pipeline. My writer seems to have little consistency in terms of keeping their silliness under lock and key, you may see something foolish written shortly after some dreadful, horrific scene. They seem to have multiple boxes in their mind for various topics, ready to be opened at any time - and that is just what is put onto this strange space, private is somehow - frightfully - worse."

9. Has the mun ever scared the muse?

── "HA! That little thing frighten me? What do I have to fear, their childlike whimsy or anxious demeanor - please, they are far from frightening. I have faced Gods, Demons, a mere mortal human is not a threat but a liability most of the time. No, Battle Mistress, I have no fear of such a person; if I did I would not have survived the mindless prattle of the city in which I grew up in. Predatory animals care little about the actions of their prey and a wolf has little fear of a rabbit."

10. What about the mun does the muse find annoying or bothersome?

── "If I'm to be honest with you, most things - I am not a fan of most people and they fit the bill of "average" quite well. How can one be content with such a simple life? They have patience and precision within their youth and yet they struggle to use it to climb higher - I could never be content with the dirt and worms. A lack of ambition, choosing balance and peace, would mean death in my homeland - I cannot think to stomach it. To stay mediocre and be content with it simply rings to me as a fear that they could not satisfy the demands meant for progress; their fulfillment surely comes out of fear. The notion that a life needs balance to thrive is a lie meant to stengthen what little grip people think they have on their futures; chaos and disorder will come regardless of how hard you push - might as well try to use some of it for a boon. I would rather break my life and begin anew than be satisfied with its messes."

11. Do you like the backstory your mun gave you?

── "Tell me, Miss Sivir, did you like when your parents were cut down and you were forced to live a life with the street rats? Of course you didn't - perhaps I can appreciate the brutal lessons taught to me throughout my life but even the most depraved us our kind do not relish in our own misery. Everything has been taken from me, over and over and over again - I have no idea if my future will amount to anything more but the same cyclical agony. If not, then maybe I will be glad for my trials, to have surpassed them - to find purpose and will in myself. But if they continue to wane against me as they always have, I fear that the call of the dirt may be more welcoming than previous thought. Then maybe I will find out why the Deathsinger finds so much bliss in what lays beyond - if I'm permitted to."

[almondpiglet]

ppl were drawing mikus from all over so heres habesha miku and her lil twin sibs rin and len!!

[junehart]

yes yes characters doomed by the narrative always slap BUT what about characters saved by the narrative? characters who have already given up hope and don't know they have a happy ending? characters who believe they are a lost cause, characters who feel irredeemable, characters who think there's nothing left for them, but the narrative does provide a way out? what about the characters who don't expect anything good, who don't even remember how to wish for it anymore, who get the things they need anyway? what about the characters who actively run from being saved getting saved in a way they can't stop or control. what about being saved by the narrative!!!

[violinfantasy]

when the academic article is so good it has you giggling and kicking your feet

[thebibliosphere]

Floating face down in a blank word document file, while not physically possible, is nevertheless a tangible authorial state.

[tarabyte3]

Hey fanfiction writers: If no one's ever told you this before, it's not just fanfiction.

It's something you spent hours, days, maybe even months on, pouring your heart out onto a page because you were so full of passion and thoughts about a story or characters, you felt like you were going to explode if you didn't get it out. Maybe you lost sleep because your mind was racing with ideas or you forgot to eat or drink water because you were so focused. Maybe your back aches from being hunched over for so long, unmoving. Maybe you even felt like you were going a little feral because you were so excited about what you were creating, or were frustrated when you got stuck. Either way, you put your heart, mind, soul, and body into making something.

It's okay to want people to read it, and it's okay if you're disappointed that they don't or it doesn't get as much of a reaction as you were hoping for. Humans are social creatures. Sure, we write for ourselves, but we also share because the joy of doing so is just as powerful as the joy of the process. Of having created something.

We all experience that joy and that disappointment, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise.

So it's okay. It's not just fanfiction.

[lale-txt]

writing reader inserts is so funny because it's like. yeah you would NOT say that but now you do and you're gonna enjoy it. it's inevitably pouring a part of you into this fic. it's describing your dissociative daydreams in overly detail to everyone searching specifically for food to feed their dissociative daydreams. it's coming up with a hundred different scenarios on how to get railed by your favorite 2D man and yeah his dick is always big and he wants you so badly. it's playing barbie with Y/N who is like an universal OC at this point. it's going on silly little adventures in my mind and taking you all with me. reader inserts i love you so much.

[mrghostrat]

Aziraphale paused when his eyes fell on the drink in his hand. He stared at it. The golden blond wine refracted through the glass and cast a halo of yellow light over his table setting. He frowned. “I’m sorry,” he sputtered at Crowley. “Did you just—” [ MON HORRIBLE CHÉRI ]

i may be stuck in housemove limbo but i will drag myself out of the grave for these cartoomens requests

[soosoosoup]

Chord Striker Au by @thatbennybee

[plistommy]

Eddie thought Steve wouldn’t want to bottom since he’s only ever been with girls before, so he’d be more comfortable being the one on the top.

And Eddie was totally fine with that.

But then when the moment came, both of them naked and making out on top of Eddie’s bed after a long day without seeing each other, Steve had nervously rushed out the question.

Or more like the plea.

A plea of Eddie fucking Steve.

And Eddie?

He had been so close to start screaming out of pure joy as he dove into to give Steve a deep kiss, making the younger boy melt under him.

”I would love to fuck you, sweetheart. I can’t think of anything better.”

Steve had blushed so prettily under him, big eyes filled with lust as Eddie had kissed his neck, leaving marks there before he moved down Steve’s body to between his long and spread legs.

He had opened Steve slowly with his fingers, made him a trembling and moaning mess as Eddie kept his dark eyes on him. He wouldn’t dare to look away, not when Steve was so beautiful.

When he had his cockhead against Steve’s hole, he leaned down and gave Steve a long and deep kiss, swallowing all of the boy's moans as he finally pushed in.

They held hands as Eddie fucked Steve. Moaned and whined together when Eddie thrusted deep inside Steve, making the younger boy cry out as he felt overwhelmingly full by Eddie’s cock.

”You’re perfect, Steve. So gorgeous.”

Steve had whined for his name and arched his back as he came all over their sweaty bodies.

Eddie had tucked his arms under Steve’s shoulders and held him close to his body as he chased for his own release, whispering praises against Steve’s lips.

When he came too, moaning and kissing Steve, he couldn’t believe how lucky he was.

”Just…. Wow. Eddie, you’re… wow.”

Eddie let out a breathless laugh as he leaned back a little, looking down at Steve and his messed up hair.

”Yeah?”

”Uh-huh.” Steve nodded, smiling up at him, ”I’ve never felt this good.”

Eddie kissed Steve’s cheek and chin, giving soft and teasing nips as Steve giggled under his weight, legs still wrapped around Eddie’s hips.

”So, a success?” Eddie grins, feeling really good and so freaking happy that he gets to have Steve like this.

Steve snorts and pushes Eddie’s hair back so his bangs are out of his face, leaving his forehead visible that Steve wants to kiss. And he does, making Eddie grin even more as his necklace dangles between their bodies.

”Yeah. Definitely a success.”

[misc-obeyme]

MC: Hey, Barbatos. Can you stop time?

Barbatos: Why do you ask?

MC: I’m exhausted and I really need to take a nap for a few hours, but I have too much going on.

Barbatos: I fear it would be quite irresponsible of me to stop the flow of time so that you may nap, MC.

MC: What if you took a nap with me?

Barbatos: I am not Belphegor. I’m afraid that tactic will not work on me.

MC: *sighing in disappointment* Okay. I'll ask Solomon. He might know a spell or something. And he'll definitely agree to nap with me.

Barbatos: …

Moments later, Barbatos found himself in his bed with MC cuddled up against him, snoozing peacefully. He mentally scolded himself for giving in so easily while his arms and tail tightened around MC protectively.

masterlist | Thank you for reading!

[denkisauce]

my growing collection from redacted dot com 🥲

[krow-draws]

Im obsessed with her 🫵🫵🫵🫵💥💥💥💥💥

[akindplace]

One day, sooner than later, you’ll realize you want to live, that you are ready to live. I’m not talking about living the perfect life or the life you idealized and hoped to live. I mean the life you already have, with the body you have, with the personality you have, with the grief you feel and with your pain and with all your imperfections. It takes a lot of time to process grief and suffering and life is never going to be completely devoid of hurt, but you’ll realize it’s not lacking joy. You’ll remember there’s a world out there and you have a place in it as you are. You’ll find love and acceptance and friendship with the oddest places. But you have to be willing to look.

Small joys are hiding everywhere, in the creaks of books, in the eyes of puppies, in your favorite lyrics, in an old movie you haven’t watched since childhood, in the laugh of someone you enjoy spending time with. Those things are out there but you have to go looking for them. I promise you’ll find them, and sometimes it’s hard when you’re not paying attention and you’re exhausted, but those things are there. You will feel alive again.

[mournfulroses]

Sara Teasdale, from The Collected Poems of Sara Teasdale; "Joy,"

[zolanort]

This Will Be My Monument by @sister-dear is one of my #1 go to fics when I am sad. It’s a little more popular so y’all’ve probably read this one already but I think after contributing 25% of the page views I owed a lil piece of art.