#but i cant form coherent sentences bc i cant Think.

[mirkwood]

I love your feanormelkor posts. Never stop🖤

Ohhhh it'd be impossible to stop 😭😭🖤

[mountttmase]

can you please write something (can be short if you want to) where Mase has her between his legs, back against his chest and makes her cum with his fingers? Like he doesn’t want sex bc he’s too tired but he wants to make her cum xx

Funnily enough I’ve written this exact scene just a little different but it’s from a fic I can’t post so you can have this section if you want 🩷 not to sure if it’s too early in the day for smut but let’s go with it

Mason tapped the space in front of him, before helping you move so you were comfortable, sitting you in between his legs with your back pressed to his chest. His hands made their way around your waist, settling on your tummy and you moved your head ever so slightly to the side so you could lean back to look up at him.

‘I just don’t wanna cum too quick, I’ve got too much I wanna do to you and if I let you carry on any longer we would of had a big problem’ he reassured you, a slightly shyness to his voice but you appreciated the honesty as his fingers lightly grazed your abdomen. You smiled up at him and he bought his face back down to yours slowly.

His kisses were heavy, his tongue invading your mouth instantly and it wasn’t long before his hands stared to wander. One reaching up to slowly stroke over your chest and pinch your nipple whilst the other headed south to where you needed him most. You drew up your knees slightly and parted your legs for him so he had easier access but apparently this still wasn’t enough so he broke your kiss before grabbing your legs and placing them on the outside of his, trapping them there so you couldn’t close them no matter if you tried.

He kept his lips on your neck, littering it with kisses as he slowly ran his fingers up you and you felt him smile into your neck, happy with himself at how wet he’d made you.

You were completely at his mercy and you were absolutely loving it.

‘Is this all for me?’ He whispered directly in your ear, bringing his fingers to his mouth, sucking on them gently with his eyes closed ‘you taste so fucking sweet, i cant believe how perfect you are’ he moaned before looking back in your eyes. ‘I want you to cum around my fingers again, that sound good?’

You were too turned on form a coherent sentence so you just nodded, you tummy churning with desire and anticipation and when you felt him press a kiss to your shoulder you thought you might explode. Soon enough, you felt his fingers return or your core, circling your clit a few times before dipping at your entrance and then back to your sensitive bead. His lips on your jaw, kissing along until he got to your lips, smiling against you as he swallowed your moans.

He pulled back slightly, his lips only just touching yours so he could hear your whimpers as he slowly inserted a finger, pumping in and out of your slowly to let you adjust whilst his name fell from your lips.

‘You take me so well, baby’

His praise only made you clench down harder and you felt a low growl leave him at the sensation. He added another finger, his thumb coming down to circle over your clit and you felt like you didn’t know what to do with yourself. Your hands that were fisting the sheets moved to grip his arms, desperate to feel him in some way as he continued to torture you.

‘Telling me earlier you’re not my good girl, I think by the sounds coming out of you now you’ve proved you are’ he spoke seductively in your ear and you weren’t sure if he was referring to your moans or the wet sounds of his fingers plowing into you but all you could do was groan in response. ‘I think you love it. Come on baby, tell me you’re my good girl’

‘I’m your good girl Mase’ you managed to get out and he lightly nipped at the skin of your neck.

‘That’s it, and who’s pussy is this, huh?’

‘Yours Mase, I’m all yours’

His lips came crashing down on yours, the hand what was playing with your breast reaching up to wrap around your neck and you gasped as he applied a slight pressure. It was all becoming too much. His voice, his constant praise, his fingers working their magic on you and now his hand around your throat. You were so close to letting go and your hips started bucking up into his hand, wanting to feel him as deep as possible.

‘Please Mase’ you cried ‘I need to cum, please keep going’

The hand around your throat moved down to hold you hip, ceasing your movements so he had a bit more control. Your high was so close you could taste it and after two more thrusts of of his fingers you fell apart around him, whimpering his name as you did so.

‘That’s it, there we go. Such a good girl’ he spoke into your ear as he coaxed you through it, his fingers slowing as he felt you relax and once your breathing had slightly returned to normal he slowly removed them from you, kissing you cheek gently as he did. You started to relax even more into him, shutting your eyes and you felt him chuckle as he looked down at you. ‘Don’t get too comfy, I’m not done with you yet’

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[streaminn]

HI IM SORRY I HAVENT SENT ANY ASKS IN A WHILE BCS SOMETIMES I CANT FORM A PROPER COHERENT SENTENCE THAT CAN PROPERLY DESCRIBE HOW MUCH I LOVE YOUR ART AND WRITING AND ALL MY THOUGHTS AND QUESTIONS ABOUT THE AUS

ALSO "Definitely tho, they aren’t at all blood related but they’re family either way

(that is until a blood test appears and well.. If the match perfectly fits Enid and Wednesday, that’s for them to sputter over) "

i had the EXACT same thought bcs why else would belle look so much like them sooo......👀🤨

anyways can we please see them sputter over the test with belle judging them in the background bcs ofc they're her parents, she literally calls them daddy and mama what are they so shocked about 🙄🙄. writing or art i'd love to see it either way

-🦕

Nothing to worry abt Dino, just glad you like the aus!

Listen, when I said bond I meant it. Demon baby's are lowkey kinda like shapeshifters, sure they can look like their birth giver but the moment they bond with someone else their looks shift to the person they've bonded with

I think I mentioned Wednesday muttering abt it in a drabble somewhere

Enid, a Lil bit confused but happy that belle is a healthy baby: thank you!

Wednesday, reeling from the fact that an infant thinks she's parent material: what the fuck

Enid, insulted as she covers the baby's ears: Wednesday??? I front of the baby!?

Wednesday in habit: I'll do smth else In front of the baby if you keep this up

Nurse: maams, this is a public place, please don't do anything in the first place.

[firemenenthusiast]

YOOO YOUR SUB JANN FIC WAS SOO GOOD LIKE WHAT?? im so in love with jann and subby men so the combination was just *chefs kiss*

plus idk if you've seen "see" but ive been thinking about kofun for the past three days LAWD he's so hot 😫

but he's also such a baby lmao i love him, imagine simply riding him and him coming undone under you, just whining & forgetting even how to say anything thats not your name bc he basically had sex one (1) and it wasn't even that great iykyk

keeping his hands pinned under you and BLINDFOLDING HIM?? calling him names bc he's a bit pathetic and i love pathetic men im weak

sorry for rambling bestie i just needed to get this out of my system bc nobody has seen this series 😔

bro youre welcome anytime to come ramble. you have no idea how i jumped when i saw this. thank you so much for your words ! they motivate me to continue writing cuz i kinda bailed after my last subby men fic flopped LMAO :\

idk but its so easy to imagine archie’s characters being a pathetic whiny subby babies cuz a pretty face like that deserves to be babied and fucked senseless. the idea of having him calling reader mama and be COMPLETELY fucked that he cant form coherent sentence was sitting in my mind rent free that i got out of hiding JWJWHAH like i HAD to write this no matter how horrible the structure was gonna be

havent witnessed kofun in all his glory but I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT SCENE YOURE TALKING ABOUT. first time i saw him tied up blindfolded legs sprawled out like that i went 😧 like, that- that is the face of a man who gets fucked in bed instead of doing the fucking. going to watch it just to write about kofun

[parasolids]

sorry for posting about this so much ive just been chewing on it. when i was a kid i got evaluated for autism and the eval came back as not autistic but has traits at subclinical level; to my understanding, i think this means basically not enough traits to qualify for diagnosis/not disrupting my life? i have some doubts about the eval tbh bc it says my mom said no about behaviors i display, like saying i never get unusually obsessed with things. i think my mom thinks i started doing that in high school but i think i did the same thing as a kid a lot, just with more 'normal' things like pokemon or whatever

idk ive been chewing on that lately, bc its been revealed to me a couple times lately that a couple people do think i am on the spectrum, and also the ways im socially just........... not....... good. cant talk well out loud, weird/flat intonation, hate making eye contact or even looking at people's faces, carry myself weird, inexpressive, word vomiting all over people about my favorite album if they even mention music. i mean i do try to act normal in a situation. i can see myself doing it all wrong. i also cant seem to get it right and i do wonder if those things are probably the aforementioned Subclinical Traits. which sucks a little because if its your personality you can change it but if its just your genetically encoded brain type... you're stuck with that. a trusted professional mentioned (unprompted lol) that retesting might be an option but i know diagnostics are expensive as hell and if i come up positive then that has all sorts of possible consequences about healthcare providers not taking me seriously or even not being able to move out of the US since some countries bar people from moving there

also just kind of feels lonely because like, as far as i'm aware i'm not autistic, but also i have traits that most allistic people do not and it feels glaringly obvious whenever i go outside or talk to people. i dont really feel like i can make claims to being in any kind of autistic communities because i'm not, but i also wish i had like.... a space where i could talk to other people like me? because i have friends at work but i am well aware that i'm scaring the hoes when i rock up and proceed to fail to form coherent sentences around my friends and also make 0 eye contact or anything. i don't even know where to find others like me. it's a little lonely in here. i want companionship

idk if any of yall have been diagnosed the same as me id love to hear more about it bc man the pressures of being human

[kirnet]

longtime followers and historians of wilhelm lore will know that when my mom and i had covid in december of 2020, we watched a mission impossible film every day that my day was in the hospital, thus forming a weird dependent relationship with tom cruise’s middle tooth and the editing style of mi 2

yesterday i mentioned to my mother that the mi movies were on netflix when she was searching for something to watch. the timing of me getting sick is no mere coincidence

[vampyrjuice]

cannot believe I just had a mental breakdown over a job I didn't even apply for because I realized I don't know what I want lol <3

[dottores]

I KEEP SENDING YOU STUFF IM SORRY IF ITS ANNOYING BUTTTT

now that im not on the verge of sobbing at 4am, i can actually give proper feedback that makes sense and isnt just me keymashing and hoping you understood what thats supposed to mean

LITERALLY HAVE SM TO SAY I WILL BREAK IT DOWN YEAH THAT SOUNDS BEST I THINK

i mentioned in an ask (i think?) about how much i admire your understanding of the characters and shit but that was too vague and now that i can actually fucking think and form coherent sentences i'll just go deeper into it. its SO SO obvious within your writing how much you understand the characters and their personalities, but more importantly, their emotions. im not sure how else to word this but your writing is so...well rounded? if that makes any sense. every single emotion you portray these characters in is so insanely accurate it feels weirdly canon even though most of the time, theyve never actually been shown like this in the actual manga. IF YOU DONT GET WHAT I MEAN I'LL USE RAN BEGGING IN THE RECENT CHAPTER AS AN EXAMPLE OKAY!! obviously ran is presented as a pretty closed off character emotionally, so we've never seen him break down or get upset or beg in canon, but god the way you wrote him im fully convinced that if he did ever beg for something (or someone 😱) it would be exactly the way you wrote it (I RLY HOPE YOU GET WHAT I MEAN). even more simple and often overlooked emotions like joy...you write them so well like its almost like you studied every bit of these characters before each chapter because god its just...wow honestly. im always going into the chapters with such high expectations yet somehow you exceed them EVERY SNGLE TIME your writing leaves my mind all fuzzy and i have to put my phone or laptop down for a bit and process what tf i just read bc its just THAT GOOD i would talk more about how you present rindou, y/n, and EVEN HANMA?? (i only started liking him after i read lda btw) but atm all i can think ab is ran and the way you write him so i'll analyse them another time 4 you <333

other than ur unbelievably accurate understanding of the characters, the way you invoke tension within the story and how it changes ever so slightly each chapter is so beautiful to me. this chapter you repeated the phrase "three dead, five arrested, six." OR SMTH every few lines and i was about to scream bc of how tense the atmosphere was i could not I WAS FIGHTING TRYING NOT TO READ AHEAD YOU DONT UNDERSTAND?? in other chapters you, if i remember correctly, tend to drag things out but not in like an annoying way, you do it in such a thoughtful and tactful way and it makes reading so so much more enjoyable than it already is. god i just I CANT SAY ENOUGH FOR MY LOVE OF HOW YOU USE SUCH SIMPLE AND COMMON LITERARY TECHNIQUES IN SUCH A BEAUTIFUL WAY IM GOING TO SOB CAT I CANNOT. DO THS. ANYMORE.

i also mentioned in an ask about how good you are with pacing i think? a lot of the time some stories may seem or feel rushed but thats never ever the case with you??? again you "drag things out" but every single word is so so important and meaningful and i could neve even think about skipping ahead or missing a few lines in the fear that i'll miss somethig out. each chapter goes by so slowly but so quickly at the same time?? how did you even manage to do that im screaming. i was reading and thinking about how the pace is bc its just..insane, god. the techniques you use, the words you choose, everything is so well thought out and makes the story feel so real like YOU HAVE ME THINKING IM Y/N???ENOUGH MY HEART CANT DO THIS. no, and i truly genuinely mean this, story has ever had me feeling this many emotions PER CHAPTER and ive been on here for a whilleee. honestly saying good job isnt enough, neither is rereading, i need to inhale all of your words and let them live in my lungs bc i cannot do this i wanna hug and bite and squeeze ad kiss your ran and rin YOU PORTRAY THEM BETTER THAN ANYONE ELSE IVE SEEN SO FAR and it genuinely drives me crazy bc they feel so real to me when i read lda

i have so much more to say but this is getting too long and im sure ur very very busy so NEXT TIME OKAY!! <33

anyways IM SO SORRY THIS IS SO LONG I DIDNT REALISE!!!! but the point is i love you and your writing so so much and im so grateful to have you posting these FOR FREE??? insane honestly. TAKE CARE OF URSELF MWAAHHH ILY BYE BYE <333

i waited all day to respond to this cuz i wanted to give it the attention it deserved. oh my fucking god. i don’t think you understand i read this at work and literally started crying at my desk. and then i read it like 8 more times and teared up every single time after that too.

like i am genuinely at a loss for words right now this is actually the sweetest and most thoughtful think i’ve ever been sent. like i worry so much about characterization and pacing — they’re two of the things that stress me out the most while writing i always am so anxious over not capturing characters correctly, so this might’ve been the most reassuring thing you could ever say to me 🥹🥹

you literally do not ever have to apologize for sending me long asks or anything oml pls i am so grateful and appreciative it literally means the world to me when you guys send me stuff about LDA cuz i want you guys to love it and the characters just as much as i do 🥹🥹🥹 i love talking to you guys about it i literally love you sm you just made my entire week 🥹🥹🥹 maybe the whole month tbh

[donutloverxo]

leading on from the chris anon bc earlier I seen a post say “make your girl ride your thigh toll her pussy is numb and her brain is fuzzy” and if that aint chris when you wear his shirt 🥴 like you’d be whining and whimpering and you’re just insatiable but hes mumbling shit like “greedy girl cant get enough of me and I’m not even inside you, eh?” and “pussy is always so desperate for me isnt she? fuck— you look so perfect like this, and in my shirt too? you’re a fucking dream” phew and you can barely think straight or form a coherent sentence bc the denim of his jeans is so rough and it feels so good against you and his hands are so warm and strong as they guide your waist and his mouth is so filthy you can hardly function so when he forces you to make eye contact with him you nearly lose it “come on honey, if you be good and cum all over my thigh I’ll make sure to fuck you so good you pass out” oh boy I need posessive chris with the dirty mouth

You hoes are gonna kill me😭😭

[transrightsjimin]

today i got a book full of riddles w sherlock holmes characters in the stories (sadly the bbc version but when i told why i dont like benedict cumberbatch my cousin understood ^^) which was nice bc heyy mysteries! only thing is that i solved like only half and i prob dont know english well enough to solve the rebuses butttt i could always trade books w my mom bc she has a beautifully illustrated book (by like tons of different illustrators) which has descriptions and portraits of women throughout history in it. super cool! it was p alright at my first grandmas place in general. and going to the other one was... well, awkward. mainly bc my grandma cant form any coherent sentence or story anymore. i think a lot of words she uses are made up and we never know what she’s referring to. she luckily didnt talk too much abt her fantasies of staff wanting to murder her there. anyway. today was alright but im tired now

[hey-kids-want-some-avengers]

Birthday Breakfast

A/N: some rushed birthday fluff/smut I started at 2AM after a panic attack? A little late, but Happy birthday, Steve! _____________________________________ Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers Warnings: language, smut, dirty talk, oral, hand job, slight hair pulling bc Bucky's locks are luscious, morning sex. I can't write, but at least I'm posting something. ☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・°☆. Bucky noses along Steve's jaw, causing him to crinkle his nose and grumble lowly. Steve's never been a morning person, and Bucky's lips curl into a fairly adoring smile as he presses a wet kiss to the side of his face. Steve tugs the blankets up further in response, batting a hand lazily in Bucky's general direction without having to open his eyes. "You gonna keep actin' like a punk or can I give you a proper birthday present?" Bucky asks amusedly as he leans back onto his heels, perched at the side of the bed, hovering over Steve. The bed creaks and groans in protest as he moves. Steve licks his lips and clears his throat a bit before cracking an eye open to glare back at the grinning face in front of him. Bucky's not usually so overly joyous, and it's equal parts weird as it is cute, he thinks absently. "I don't want a birthday present, I want sleep, Buck," Steve mumbles tiredly, unable to fight the tiny smile that fought its way to his lips. "What, you gonna refuse pancakes and kisses from me now?" Bucky's tone is mock offense, raising an eyebrow at him just to add to it. Steve chuckles softly as he rubs the sleep from his eyes. "I have to wake up before I can get hungry," Steve chides and Bucky huffs indignantly as he leans over Steve again, placing his metal arm on the other side of Steve as he catches his lips in a quick kiss. "I can wake you up." Steve hums, letting Bucky's mouth continue down over his jaw and neck. It's feather light and teasing, all the things that drives Steve crazy and gets him rutting against Bucky and tilting his neck towards him for more. "Oh yeah?" Steve asks, even though it's not a question he needs an answer to. He already knows. Bucky hums back a 'mhmm' as he sucks on the skin between Steve's shoulder blade and neck, slowly sliding himself over until he's awkwardly straddling Steve's hips. Steve lets his head fall back against the pillows again and closes his eyes, letting Bucky's mouth work at his skin until it's practically on fire. The feeling of his lips against him makes his skin feel like fireworks and it's like nothing anyone else has ever given him. He thinks it might be how filthy Bucky's always been, murmuring low and filthy things into Steve's ear, making him blush all the way across his chest. It's ridiculous, but before Bucky, Steve's Sex life had been strictly vanilla. Bucky pulls back to look at Steve's face, grinning smugly as he does, and Steve feels himself blush a little. "Feel good, Cap?" He teases, running his hand down over the expanse of Steve's chest. "Shut up," Steve mutters back and Bucky chuckles. "You gonna make me?" Steve nearly chokes when Bucky's hand squeezes at his covered dick as he asks, and Bucky's got that God forsaken, shit eating grin on that hasn't ever meant anything good for anyone. He looks to the side, just to avoid having to look at him anymore. He doesn't need to fuel it by showing how hot his face is. Bucky's never let anything go in his life, constantly talking about how cute Steve is in the bedroom drives him crazy. "How about you just do something that doesn't involve talking so much," Steve offers back and that's when Bucky presses a hot, open mouthed kiss to Steve's stomach, just below his bellybutton, and he sucks in a breath, his hand automatically grasping at Bucky's hair. "Sir, yes sir," Bucky mocks as he slowly kisses down towards the band of Steve's boxers. Steve wonders if he should start dressing down fully for bed, just to fuck with him. Bucky takes way too much joy in playing with his exposed skin. Bucky grinds down a little and Steve bites his lip, fingers tangling where his hand is resting in Bucky's hair. He can feel the round curve of Bucky's ass through Buck's own -entirely too tight to be normal- boxers. He lets it rub down over his dick, already stiff from waking up. It's a 'thing', according to Bucky anyways, and a thing Bucky enjoys way too much. Bucky teases along his stomach for a while, kissing and sucking around the line of his boxers and hip. Steve puts up with it for a while too, before the feelings stop being calming so much as causing him to squirm as each touch goes straight to his dick. Steve tugs a little, without really meaning to, and what isn't as surprising as Steve would have thought it was a few months ago, Bucky moans. It's a soft, breathy grunt, really. It's all Steve really needs though, as he tugs again, raising his hips up at the same time. "Greedy bastard," Bucky grumbles as he slides down, nestling himself between Steve's spread legs. He hooks his thumb under the band of Steve's underwear, the metal of his finger cool against his hot skin. Steve shivers involuntarily, working his hips up to meet the touch, to edge Bucky closer. It doesn't exactly work, but the way Bucky's right hand grips his hip is satisfying anyways. Bucky's good at leading, pushing Steve around and getting what he wants, it's what Bucky's good at in general, the bedroom aside. He slips his hand into Steve's underwear, finally, and slowly wraps his hand around the curve of Steve's cock, thumb flicking over the head to smear the bead of precum that had been gathering there. "Shit," Steve breathes, hips jerking slightly as Bucky continues to slowly stroke the length of Steve's dick, fingers grazing over his balls and up his shaft as he continues to stroke him. It's not long before Steve's fucking into his hand, hips canting up to meet every twist of Bucky's wrist. Steve's just kind of breathing out long strings of obscenities at this point, making Bucky chuckles. He's breathing fast and hard through his open mouth, panting soft little gasps of 'more' and 'fuck yeah' as he gets closer to release. "You gonna come, Stevie?" Bucky asks breathily as he palms himself a bit, still stroking long and even along Steve's leaking cock. There's a bit of a teasing hint behind Bucky's voice, even now, and it makes Steve bite his lip between his teeth in frustration. Bucky's so damn cocky, and he can't ever get the upper hand here. Steve plays his roll in the bedroom while Bucky is the one that makes the rules. "I'm so fucking close," Steve whines instead, because it's true, and the way Bucky's talking isn't helping. He knows what he does to Steve, there's no point in hiding it. Bucky grins, licking his lips and rocking back on his heels while looking Steve over. He looks starved, and that alone makes Steve fuck his hips faster against the slide of Bucky's metal hand. "Oh yeah? That feel good?" Steve groans, rolling his head to the side as he fights the urge to come allover Bucky's hand before Bucky's even really touched himself. Bucky's pulling his hand away before Steve gets the chance to answer, or even form a coherent sentence. An embarrassing whimper escapes his throat in response to the loss of contact and Bucky smirks. "Not yet." "Bucky, I swear to god," Steve hisses as he starts to pull himself into a sitting position. Bucky tsks him before Steve's even sitting up half way and is pushing him back down, tugging his boxers down around Steve's bent knees before it even registers. Steve's dick is hard and angry, leaking steadily now from being so close. "Don't you start, or I'll happily leave you here and eat the pancakes by myself," Bucky shrugs, giving him a devious look. "Let you take care of yourself instead." Steve sucks in a breath. "Or, I could suck you off," Bucky says like he's only just now thinking about it. Steve downright whines at that and rolls his hips up towards Bucky, who's hovering roughly a foot above Steve's cock. He's pretty sure if he doesn't get Bucky's lips around him within the next ten seconds, he might actually die. Or, maybe just have to jack himself off, because fuck, he's so close and Bucky's pushing right now. "Your choice," Bucky says as Steve grips his hair tighter and tugs, pulling him just enough he really gets it. That's all it takes before Bucky's swallowing down Steve's cock, moaning and licking around the swollen head, tongue swiping along the underside of his prick and humming around it. Bucky's good with his mouth, and the way he grips Steve's hips while he takes him in his mouth is enough to make him come right then and there. Steve groans, bucking his hips up to fuck into his mouth harder and faster, panting through his parted lips as he gets closer, gasping and whining as Bucky licks the precum beading at his tip with every thrust of Steve's hips and bob of Bucky's head. The patterns quickly getting lost in Steve's frantic movements but Bucky keeps going, groaning around him. "Fuck, Bucky," Steve breathes, watching Bucky's right hand disappear between his own legs where he starts working himself in his spit slick palm. It's not long after that Steve's pulling the locks of Bucky's hair in his hands, pushing him further down onto his cock as he comes. Bucky sputters a little, without any warning, but swallows what he can before continuing to suck him off until Steve's practically begging for him to stop, too sensitive and tired now. Bucky smirks and pulls off of Steve's spent dick. The way it all had Bucky's hips going, Steve's pretty sure Bucky came too. There's come glistening a little on Bucky's lips, and some at the corner of his mouth too, he looks debauched and fucking gorgeous like this Steve whines at the sight. He can't help it. Bucky's still panting when he licks the remainder of Steve's seed from his mouth, raising an eyebrow at him as he asks simply, "So breakfast, birthday boy?"

[actualbird]

ummmm its not That Personal but like uh. u write a lot, like a lot and i notice that ur also. depressed? and im depressed too and i like to write but i just cant figure out how to like. sit and write for a while. actually get something done idk if thats something u have any advice for i would Appreciate It

oh! okay well. hum. i have to admit that most of my writing habits that push me to do stuff like write 7k words in a day are actually p…unhealthy? to the self? so i’ll skip over those and give u stuff i do that isnt Bad because my god, we gotta look out for each other:

the absolute beginning of writing a piece starts with ideas and concepts, and i have a google doc filled with bullet points of ideas. this doesnt really have anything to do with the Sitting Down And Writing Bit, but it’s super helpful for when you’re in a funk. just. any idea you think of, no matter how dumb, jot it down. in my bmc idea list i have a bullet point that’s just “they are spies” and another thats even dumber that just says “anti-anxiety rice”. these reservoirs of silly ideas help me out a bunch.

this is something that really depends on you, bc people have differing opinions on this, but i write outlines!!! and it’s something that i find very helpful. i was basically trained to outline everything throughout high school, to the point that i cant even write a 500 word essay without one. outlines differ for everybody, but i find that it’s most helpful for me to write out 1) important details (ex. in my latest fic, i listed down all the dragon characteristics i wanted to give michael) and 2) all the main scenes (ex. in my latest fic, i wrote one sentence for each of the eight main scenes). outlines are really good because you’re getting your ideas out in a tangible form that starts to take shape, but it’s not the Heavy Stuff Just Yet. it’s a nice way to ease yourself into the writing mood, and it’s godsend for when youre already writing because, once youve got all your ideas and plot points out, all you have to do is write the words.

of course, that’s kinda the hardest part HAHA. sitting down and Doing The Thing is a chore hhhhhh. but practice helps you get through it easier and easier each time, i guess. 4 years ago i was writing tiny fics that were barely 1k long and took me a week to write. now i am here. it’s cliche advice everybody gets, but it’s because it’s Real: practice. practice. practice. depression is a big heavy sludge that stops you from doing everything, but if you make something a habit, it tends to become muscle memory. if you can, try to write something everyday. it doesnt have to be big! just a sentence or two. even just a few ideas. just write something. then keep on working your way up. when youre confident with the daily habit, maybe set a wordcount goal. like 100 words a day. or maybe 500 a week (that was my goal back when i had class. it’s a nice, lax goal that doesnt feel too daunting but still gets stuff done!) start small and work your way up!! as somebody who marathon writes shitloads of words in a day, it’s draining. setting a schedule with smaller, broken down increments is much, much better. 

my laptop is Really Weird And Probably A Bootleg, so i dont have msword or any word processor that can count words correctly sdhfkjsdhf. so i write on google docs and i use wordcounter.net . wordcounter is a really useful site for me because not only does it display your wordcount WAY HUGER THAN MS WORD WOULD, thus kinda putting it Out There how much youve got written, but it’s also got cool stuff like reading time and reading level and word density (word density saves my life every fic. it makes sure i dont make characters fukn shrug all the time lmao)

my kamikaze mode, aka what i do when i start and finish writing the bulk of a fic or a chapter in one day, goes a little bit like this: heavy breakfast. write write write. more food. write write write. nap. food. write write write. +various twenty minute breaks in between all the writing. frankly, i dont know how i do this because it passes mostly in a haze, but breaks are!!!! important!!!!!!!!!!! i cannot stress this enough. your eyes are gonna hurt like hell after staring at a screen for hours. your WRISTS are gonna ache. your neck!! your butt!!! if you dont take a break, u will turn into a gargoyle!!! trust me, okay, ive already turned into one once. wasnt great. drink water and stretch and walk around. if you dont wanna separate from ur laptop, at least stop writing and look at memes or read over what u have so far.

when youre actually writing, my philosophy is Never Edit. misspelled a word? mark with an asterisk and come back later. forgot a word? mark it with an asterisk and come back later. transition is wonky? dont fix it, keep writing. mark it with an asterisk and come back later. editing is important, but when youre in the Writing Groove is not to the time to do it. more often than not, editing becomes an excuse that hinders your wordcount progress under the thin veil of “hmmmm this could be better.” it sure could! but fix it later. when im writing, my only goal is to get it done. everything else comes later, because at least by that point, i have a full piece to fix instead of a scene i keep reworking over and over again. the momentum that results from this is Powerful and not even the Depression Sludge Monster That Lives On A Couch In My Brain can defeat it. get fucked DSMTLOACINB!!!!

this is barely coherent, but it’s all ive really got to say….all of this is completely subjective, and what works for me will not work for everybody else, but this is how do stuff. depression is an awful piece of fuck and it sucks so bad and im so sorry youve gotta deal with it, but yo, working past it is possible!! it’s hard, but it’s possible.

i hope you have a great day anon. kick depression in the nuts with ur kickass writing. 

[transgenderboobs]

okay, not saying there isn't canon evidence for renison and actually being very fond of it and totally supporting it, do you mind mentioning what there is? bc if there is any, it isn't very overt? sorry, i'm just curious and i ship them either way bc that is how starved i am of f/f ships

dude idk what to tell u. just. look at the way they interact?? reread the series and pay attention to scenes renee and allison r in. like i dunno, when i was first reading the series i genuinely thought renee and allison were going to end up together. i thought it would be endgame before i even knew ‘renison’ was a thing. like i genuinely dont see how someone can read those books and not notice the chemistry between renee and allison ?? 

let’ see if i can actually pull some examples. okay so. granted renee is very physically affectionate w all the team, (hugging nicky, putting her arm thru matt’s, etc) but in the last two books (especially the kings men) renee and allison r very uhh Touchy Feely? w each other. renee holds allisons hand in one scene (idr where im not gonna go thru and look for specifics.) and there’s a ton more examples. and then there’s the whole thing in baltimore, where neil says he hoped allison beat up whoever grabbed her so hard, but then he looked at renee’s hands (he noticed bruised/split knuckles i think??) and said maybe renee had handled that for her, as in renee defended allison in the riot. she’s normally only violent when shes sparring w andrew bc she’s trying ot be a better person, but when allison was in trouble renee didnt hesitate to drop the bitches who hurt her. and then there’s all the times allison hypes up renee. she clearly thinks very highly of her. (eg: “we’ve still got renee and that’s all we need” or something along those lines after andrew goes to easthaven. 

and anywho i hope this made sense, i cant type nor form any type of coherent sentences these days

[the-third-bard]

I've seen several fics now say witchers can't blush??? What is this hot garbage? Fist of all i will ignore this and make them all however flustered i damn well please. Second of all, how the fuck was this established?? I am DyING to know. PleASE tell me mr sapkowski wrote a detailed excerpt where geralt was properly flirted with and then revealed the tragedy that is no-blush witchering

[rrridefastordie]

i feel like my mind process too much information at the same time and i need to spit it somewhere for it to make sense and to form a final thought and i hate it when the process is too fast so i cant really catch it i can only catch the essence of it and then it gets hard to explain it with words i dont think i think in words i think in very fast paced sounds images, words that form sentences so fast that when i start to be aware of everything thats going on in my mind, i only see the final result, and i dont even know how i got there thats how i think, thats how i reflect not by coherent threads of sentences and well formed sintaxis its just impressions, feelings final realizations, images

when i go into tumblr or twitter, which are sites that make me think and re-think a lot of things, mainly about myself, then about the rest of the world or other people everytime i go there and i start to read things that i saved bc they are meaningful to me, i start to realize stuff very fast my thoughts change, i re-think, i form new concepts that i wish would stay with me so i can incorporate them into my life but they change constantly because opening your mind and learning and experiencing by living life or by listening to others, it just works like that, you are always constructing and deconstructing what you think, but ive noticed that everytime you get to deconstruct and construct again, you get a little closer to a new truth, maybe a final truth maybe theres no ultimate truth, but you grow, and maybe life is like this, im sure that somehow, you grow you retrocede once but you advance twice

so theres many things that i would like to write about many things ive learnt, many things ive deconstructed and im still learning i just need to get it out of my head so i dont explode i need to organize my thoughts i need to share them and talk about them with other people i think thats one of the best parts of life when you get to exchange wordswith someone about the things that really matter to you, and then you feel like you reach a new truth, and you feel like youve grown

i like to reflect on things i have that need because i used to be in a lot of emotional pain feeling so damaged and having to live with mental issues lead me to this i reflect and i want to learn because i want to heal myself, its the only way i can heal myself by deconstructing every toxic thought and behavior and it served its purpose i grew, and i healed i hurt, i grew, and i healed again and again and again

until i got to the person i am now

[rocaillefox]

hey 2019 marley ! im posting this from 2017 (well. 2018 technically, the year just started though so i think i get a bit of a pass on that). im writing because its.. inspired by this thing i/u saw marsincharge do !  but yeah. im hoping that by this time next year, you’ve managed to get an actual answer re; ur diagnosis, that youve gotten into college and are taking classes, that you graduated from high school and started exercising. i hope youve worked on paper snow or silverwing’s story, and that youve made that podcasting call blog. i hope youve gotten a job, and are saving up to move out, and im wondering if youve been able to start conversion- ive been trying to tell myself im not worried or anxious about it, but i am, and youre me, so i hope it went well. 

i hope youve been able to have a good group of friends, and that the partings with the ones you have, if it happens, were smooth and amicable. i cant help but wonder if youve met somebody ur in love with; not a goal, bc like, forcing a relationship or feelings for somebody just to check an item off a list isnt healthy, but like, just if you do. i hope theyre nice. 

i dont even know what to put here. ive been playing pokemon for like four days gayly forward and my mind is still kind of in pokemon mode instead of ‘forming coherent and polite sentences’ mode. did carpe dm start up again? have you made a paypal account? learned how to do all that bank stuff? 

also, what was that thing that happened on april 13th? was it a continuation of the snapchat epilogue with aradia showing up with everybody else like you guessed? even if it wasnt, im sure it was cool. unless you dont like keeping up with homestuck anymore, which, honestly, fair. for all i know, homestuck is a banned word in 2019 and me saying it here is going to get your blog deleted asdfghgds.

i hope youve grown and learned as a person, and that youve been forgiving of yourself when you need to be, too.