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Hey love your fanfics and I would like to request where the lipstick demon trapped x reader im the other world and dalton has to astrol project to save us and him at the end ends up being possessed. This could be a two part so the second part x reader saving him ☺️ I really hope this all makes so me and thank you again. 🥰😘☺️

A/N: So I’m not gonna lie, I’ve had this request for nearly TWO MONTHS 😭 I’m so sorry it took this long to write but honestly I never really know how to write possessed Dalton, it literally takes forever but hopefully you’re still around to read it!! I really hope you like it so please let me know what you think 🫶🏻 (It’s kind of long so maybe that’ll make up for not being as active lately?)

Word Count: 4.3k+

Warnings: established relationship, possessed Dalton, anxiety, the further, insidious: the red door spoilers

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I’m Not Going Anywhere

After the harrowing events that unfolded in Dalton's life, things seemed to have settled down. It had been exactly three months since he closed the Red Door and from that moment everything was better, including his ability to get a full night of sleep. That didn’t stop Y/N from making sure he was doing okay, constantly asking how he was and paying close attention to him, especially to how much rest he was getting, the slightest sign of tiredness making her worry all over again.

Truth is the darkness wasn’t messing with Dalton anymore, so if he was tired or didn’t sleep properly the night prior it had everything to do with schoolwork or his girlfriend and nothing to do with The Further. That was until he started to feel like there were eyes on him at all times, even when he was all alone. It was like someone (or something) was watching him and controlling his every move, waiting for him to make the tiniest mistake. But he would never let anyone know, not this time. The last thing he wanted was for Y/N to get worried, knowing how bad things were last time he didn’t want to put her through that again.

Almost immediately after he noticed he was being watched he started having these weird dreams he used to have when he was a kid, they weren’t just nightmares and they weren’t apparitions like the ones he had a few months ago, they were more like a soul-roaming experiences and he couldn’t tell if he was drifting off somewhere else or if he was still in his bed. When all of these things started happening his instincts told him that the nightmare he thought he had escaped was about to resurface, and he had a bad feeling regarding the Red Door, but he was praying he was wrong.

⋆ ★ ⋆ ★

Y/N was standing by the window, her eyes focused on the clouded sky getting darker by the minute. It looked like it would start raining soon so she thought she should get going before it was too late.

A yawn behind her caught her attention, she turned around and spotted Dalton laying in his bed with his hands behind his head, admiring the sight of her slowly approaching him “Tired yet?”

“Just a little bit” He was smiling softly but that didn’t hide the tired expression written on his face.

She sat next to him on the bed, Dalton sitting up to face her “What’s going on? Talk to me”

Dalton knew that tone, she was worried so he needed to give her a believable excuse “I’m behind on that art project I told you about so I’ve been trying to catch up this week”

Y/N nodded slowly. She wanted to believe him, but if she felt like something was wrong she wouldn’t be able to push it away, not until she knew for sure “Are you projecting again?”

“No” He shook his head quickly as his hands cupped hers “It’s nothing like that”

“Dalton, I can tell you’re tired and-”

“I mean I am tired, but it’s just my classes, that’s all. You know how Armagan is when it comes to these extensive projects” He gave her a reassuring smile, and he knew it worked because he could see the fear leave her body as she took a deep breath.

“Are you sure everything is alright?”

“Everything is great” Her eyes lingered on how his hair fell perfectly on his face as his head lowered to place a feather-light kiss on her forehead, closing her eyes momentarily as a smile appeared on her face “What should we do for dinner?”

“Mhm” She stopped to think for a moment. Her plan to leave before the rain hit would have to be put aside since her boyfriend’s wellbeing was far more important than making it back to her dorm dry “We should just order something and stay here, it’s probably gonna rain soon”

Y/N was right, it started raining almost as soon as they ordered their food, so eating in his room was definitely a good call. A couple of hours went by and they were done with their dinner, the sound of the pouring rain filling the room along with their laughter.

“How can you not like M&M'S?” They were currently ranking each other’s favourite sweets as they laid on their backs and stared at the ceiling. Y/N was surprised at how much taste Dalton lacked when it came to that, feeling a little displeased whenever he disliked something from her list.

“Not every flavour though, just the peanut chocolate ones”

“What?” She asked, almost yelling “That’s even worse, take it back”

“Sorry love, you have terrible taste”

“Says the guy who has Tootsie Rolls on his top 10” “What’s wrong with Tootsie Rolls?”

“Those are actually terrible” Dalton was about to defend himself again, but a notification on Y/N’s phone interrupted him. She immediately took it and let out a loud breath when she read the message, almost rolling her eyes

“Everything okay?”

“Yeah, just my roommate asking when I’ll be back”

“Oh”

“Still raining a lot outside” Y/N said as she sent a message back and Dalton immediately looked out the window “I’m gonna have to run to my dorm”

“No” Dalton was quick to reply “You should stay here with me tonight” Y/N looked at him with a smile on her face. She had already replied to her roommate telling her she would stay with Dalton tonight, but Dalton didn’t know that so he was ready to convince her “You can wear one of my shirts, and if it gets really cold we can cuddle”

Y/N’s smile grew bigger “I guess I’m gonna have to stay here then”

“Yes, you’re stuck with me tonight” He said, scooting over in his bed and propping up on one elbow as he laid on his side, facing her “It’s been a while since you’ve stayed with me”

“Well, it’s been a while since you’ve begged me to stay”

Dalton let out a shy laugh “It was just easier to convince you when I lied about my night light not working anymore”

“Right” Y/N chuckled as she remembered the many times he used that excuse “I forgot you don’t need the light or me anymore” She joked.

“But I always do, I need you” Dalton placed a hand on her hip “I feel safer when I’m with you”

And there it was, the bad feeling she had before. Dalton looked genuinely scared and he hadn’t been like that for a while, so him behaving that way all of the sudden filled her with fear and worry.

Y/N put her hand on top of his, rubbing it softly “I’m right here, and I’m not going anywhere”

Dalton kissed her, long and sweet, breaking the kiss only when they needed to breathe “Thank you”

“Now let’s get ready for bed, it’s getting late”

⋆ ★⋆ ★

A faint voice woke Y/N up, her body covered in goosebumps when the pure darkness welcomed her once she opened her eyes. She looked around but there was nothing surrounding her, but a low light slowly appearing behind her caught her eye, it was flickering and it looked like it was about to go out any second.

She turned around slowly, her shaky legs almost giving out on her when she heard the voice again, this time louder and closer, allowing her to make out what it was saying. It was her name.

Suddenly the light died for just a moment, but when it came back something emerged from the darkness, it was a tall muscular figure and it was standing in front of her, and even though she could barely see it she could tell it had a sinister smile and grotesque appearance, making her feel more terrified than ever.

It was getting closer to her, the loud stomps from the dark cloven hooves ringing with each step. It took her a moment to process what was happening, but when she was able to see the entity better it clicked instantly. It was the demon that had been watching and torturing Dalton for years. She had never seen it before, but Dalton has described it enough times for her to remember the red-painted face that made it easy to distinguish.

She couldn’t move and the more she struggled the harder it was to breathe. She squeezed her eyes closed hoping it would go away, but the panic only increased when it didn’t work.

How was this possible? Why was the demon stalking her in her own dreams?

The Lipstick Demon was only getting closer, the long claws reaching for her as a crackling sound flooded her ears. She tried to scream, but the only thing that came out was her boyfriend’s name.

⋆ ★⋆ ★

“Dalton!” a distant scream woke him up, elaborated breathing as he blinked a few times to adjust to the faint light that was coming through the window. He looked next to him and located Y/N still sleeping there, adjusting himself in a better position to hug her as close as possible and trying hard to push away the reason he was awake, thinking (or at least hoping) it was just another nightmare.

But something rattling in the darkness of his room made him change his mind, and an unexpected chill ran down his spine. He picked his head up and scanned the dark room, trying to find the source of the noise. There was nothing out of the ordinary in sight but he was sure there was something there, watching him. Watching them. But it wasn’t until he remembered whose scream woke him up that his mind started racing.

“Y/N?” He said softly as his eyes went back to her “Baby, are you sleeping?” Nothing.

He feared the worst as he kept trying to wake her up, calling her name repeatedly and softly shaking her. He didn’t wanna accept what was already creeping on his mind, but she wasn’t a heavy sleeper, not like that, so that could only mean one thing. He persisted a couple more times, until he heard it again, her scream.

“Dalton”

The door didn’t close and he was aware of that now, the tension on his muscles and his heart rate increasing as he thought of the possible outcomes of Y/N being trapped somewhere away from him, somewhere in that terrible place. He knew what had to be done, he needed to astral project to find her and bring her back to him, but no matter how much he had gone through in the past, he had never felt this anxious and scared.

He sat with his back against the headboard, adjusting Y/N between his legs so that he could hold her and somewhat protect her. He closed his eyes and intertwined one of his shaky hands with hers, taking a deep breath before counting down from 10.

10…

9…

8…

7…

6…

5…

4…

3…

2…

1…

He opened his eyes and found himself in the dark version of his dorm, looking back at their physical bodies once he got up. They looked so cute and peaceful laying there, as if they were simply sleeping together. If anyone came in and found them laying like that they would never in a million years guess their souls are roaming around in a dark realm, hoping they can make it back safe.

He grabbed the lamp that appeared in front of him and held it up to his face to see better. Dalton’s breathing was increasing as he walked towards the door but he left his fear behind as he only had one thing on his mind: saving Y/N.

He exited the room and started wandering around, not sure how he would make it to the demonic lair, that stupid place he was sure the demon was keeping her in. “Y/N?” He tried calling her, but he was scared to be too loud and have other things follow him. If one of the trapped souls noticed him there they would be able to find his empty body, meaning they would find hers too and if something were to happen to her he would never forgive himself, but the thing is something did already happen, but he was just hoping he could save her.

He was desperately looking around him, looking for any sign of her “Y/N!” He repeated, this time a lot louder.

Dalton wasn’t getting anywhere, he was thinking of every possible way to find Y/N’s soul but he was only finding more darkness. But then all of the sudden a scream echoed through the pitch dark paths ahead of him, the familiar Red Door materialised before him and opened itself slowly.

He started running, he was going as fast as he could to ensure he would make it there before it was too late, the light above it flickering made him think it could go away any second.

Dalton made it in, and the sinister sounds became louder than they were. He had been lucky so far, he didn’t encounter any spirits or shadows that would usually stick close to him, but the one spirit that feared the most was somewhere in that dark place.

Dalton called her name, it had been a while since he heard her so he was way more worried than before, the negative thoughts were taking over his mind.

He walked for what felt like an eternity, looking for her in the darkest corners but there was no sign of her, until a gut wrenching scream hit his ears. It was Y/N, but she wasn’t calling for him anymore.

“Y/N!” The panic in his voice was evident as he rushed to where her voice came from, praying he could find her before something else did.

The sight of her made his heart sink. She was struggling to break free from the metal links that were keeping her there, a place he had been trapped in not too long ago. Dalton looked around before approaching her, wanting to make sure he wasn’t being followed.

Her eyes lit up as soon as she saw him, tears rolling down her face when she whispered “Dalton”

“Are you okay?” Was the one thing he needed to know. She nodded as she tried to get up to hug him, needing his comfort “Wait, don’t move. I’m gonna get you out of here, okay?” She nodded again and went back to her previous position, but the panic came back when Dalton started to walk away.

“Stay with me”

“I’ll be back, I just need to find something to break the chain”

“What if it comes back?” She asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

The tears he had been holding started to fall down. Seeing Y/N in this state because of him was something he was always scared of, but after he thought he closed the Red Door he brushed it off thinking the danger vanished along with his nightmares, and even though the bad dreams came back he didn’t want to think about something bad happening to her, but he should’ve known the danger never truly left.

He stepped closer to her and crouched, finally embracing her “It won’t. But I will, I promise”

Y/N had a hard time letting him go, but when she did she wrapped her arms around herself to try to replace the warm feeling he provided her.

Dalton left her side, promising once again he would be back and quickly looked for something to free her from the metal chain. He didn’t wanna get too far from her, so he remained close enough to keep an eye on her. It didn’t take too long before he spotted something that could work, a big hammer hidden under a pile of wood.

He took it and rushed back to her, following the chain with his eyes and kneeling when he was in front of her “Close your eyes” He whispered, hitting the links as hard as he could once her eyes were closed.

The memories of his dad doing the same flashed before his eyes, and he started to wonder how they would both make it back to their bodies. It only took a few more tries to release her, and when he did he grabbed her hand and helped her get on her feet.

“We’ll have to run” She nodded and Dalton located the door, holding her tighter and guiding her to the exit. They were running but as they went through the door something started walking behind them.

Y/N recognised the stomps, but she was too scared to look back. She wanted to warn Dalton but she couldn’t find her voice, so she squeezed his hand a couple of times to get his attention.

He already knew what was behind them but he didn’t wanna face it, not while Y/N was with him, but he also knew she was way more scared than he was, and since he was the reason she was stuck in The Further he would do anything to save her.

“Run, and go back to your room!” He yelled, dropping her hand.

Y/N woke up with a loud gasp, looking around her to make sure she was back in the real world. Her eyes fell to their holding hands and she quickly looked up at Dalton, who remained motionless behind her with sweat covering his face almost completely.

She turned around and kneeled between his legs, carefully cupping his face and scanning every muscle of his body “Dalton?” She whispered but nothing happened, so she came to the conclusion that his body was still empty.

She knew what it meant, he was still in the dark realm but she was hoping he was looking for a way to get back. She was too scared to think of any other possibility, because if he was being drawn back to where she was and the demon was planning on keeping him there, she wouldn’t know how to save him, she didn’t have the ability to astral project to go back for him. But she remembered what Dalton said his parents used to do.

She left the bed for just a moment to turn on every light in his room, taking the power station to his bed to plug his night light to one of the outlets. She went back to her previous position and took a deep breath before starting “Dalton, follow my voice” She held his hand and repeatedly called his name, wiping her own tears every so often.

The minutes went by and Y/N didn’t stop talking to him, trying to guide him back to his body but she didn’t consider the risks of doing that.

Finally, Dalton opened his eyes abruptly, breathing heavily as he sat up completely. She was about to hug him, but there was something off with him, his pale face telling her it was something else.

He ignored her presence and looked down at his body, bringing his hands up to his chest and then his arms, a smirk appearing when he saw her.

Y/N left the bed slowly, her mind racing as she tried to think of a solution, maybe what they did last time could save him, but her fear was taking over. Dalton locked eyes with her and followed her to where she was standing, stopping inches away as his eyes turned a yellow-ish colour as he blinked. She was immobilised by terror, so she couldn’t get out of there even if she wanted to, but she would never abandon him there anyway.

After a moment of complete silence, Y/N tried to run towards the door in hopes of getting Chris, but with a simple hand movement from Dalton she fell to the ground and felt her body being dragged across the dorm and slammed back to the bed. The door swung open and closed after a moment, the lights in the room flickering a few times and before dimming, and desperation overtook her when she realised her mistake.

⋆ ★⋆ ★

Dalton saw Y/N slowly fade, letting him know she was back in his dorm safe and sound. That gave him a moment of relief, but it didn’t last long. He turned around to look for the Red Door, finding the menacing presence of the Lipstick Demon instead, standing right in front of the door and his scary eyes glowing in the dark staring back at him.

Sweat dripped from his brow as he watched it take steps closer to him, the space around him becoming smaller and colder. Suddenly, he heard her calling for him again.

“Dalton, follow my voice”

For a moment he thought about just running as fast as he could and go back, but his time to make a decision vanished when the demon let out a devilish laugh and disappeared. He knew where it went, so he desperately followed Y/N’s voice.

It stopped eventually, and when it did he knew something else took his place. He was running through the dark pathways at maximum speed, feeling momentarily pleased when he found his room.

He swung the door open and saw Y/N on his bed and the demon in front of her, looking down with a gaze filled with devilish intentions. He looked back at Dalton, letting out another laugh as the look on his face threatened to hurt her, and he knew it could do it effortlessly and in a second.

Dalton entered the room completely and closed the door behind him, the terrified look on Y/N’s face broke his heart. After the lights flickered and then dimmed, Dalton was trying hard to stabilise his breathing, but the eerie sounds made it hard to concentrate.

Panic gripped Dalton, but he focused his thoughts and shouted "You can’t take me again, I’m not afraid of you anymore!"

The demon let out an otherworldly shriek at Dalton, but he held his ground. With newfound courage and a surge of inner strength, he chanted words he had learned to banish the demon back to The Further and away from Y/N.

As he continued reciting the words a blinding light engulfed it, forcing it out of his body. With a final scream of defeat, it disappeared completely and the lights went back to normal. Dalton’s body fell to the ground and Y/N quickly went to check on him.

A couple of seconds passed and Dalton woke up gasping for air, she was staring at him, completely frozen and analysing every part of his face “Dalton?” Her voice was so low she barely even heard herself.

“Are you okay?” He immediately asked her, sitting up and reaching for her “What did I do to you?”

“Nothing, you didn’t do anything” Now that she was sure that was Dalton, she practically jumped on him to hug him tight.

“But are you okay?”

“Yes, I’m okay now” Her voice was a little muffled since she had her face buried on his neck, and Dalton brought his hands up and down her back softly to comfort her.

“I thought I told you to run” He whispered after a moment.

“And leave you? I would never do that”

“But I didn’t want you to-”

“Dalton, I told you I’m not going anywhere” She replied, breaking the hug and slightly punching his chest “Why didn’t you tell me this was happening?”

“I’m sorry-”

“You promised you would tell me if something was wrong”

“I know, love. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry” Y/N’s eyes softened when he noticed the regret on his face.

“Why didn’t you?”

He stayed silent for a moment “I didn’t want you to worry”

“Well, if you had said something maybe tonight wouldn’t have happened. Dalton, there’s a reason I want to know these things” He nodded slowly “How did this happen?”

Dalton looked down in an attempt to avoid eye contact “I don’t think the door is closed” He finally admitted and her heart dropped at his words “I thought it was but the… demon, I think it has been watching me” He didn’t dare to look up to meet her gaze, but he knew she was crying.

“For how long?”

“Maybe a few weeks” He replied quietly.

“Dalton-”

“I didn’t think it was real, it started out as a nightmare”

“But isn’t that how it starts every time?”

“I just… I don’t want to lose you”

“And you won’t, you will never lose me” He finally met her eyes, cupping her face as he wiped a tear with his thumb. He never wanted to put her in danger, and if he had known that was a possibility he wouldn’t have let her stay there tonight.

“I’m sorry”

“I know”

“And I promise this will never happen again”

A chill ran down her spine as she remembered the events that took place just a few minutes ago “But... how did this happen?” She asked again, and Dalton just gave her a confused look “I can’t astral project, why was I trapped in The Further?”

“I don’t know, but I promise I will find out”

Y/N nodded and closed the distance between them, wrapping her arms around him almost as if she was trying to keep from leaving his body again and feeling grateful they were both okay.

Dalton on the other hand wasn’t as grateful, he knew he needed to close the door and he had to make sure he could keep his promise of something like this never happening again, after all, he had a girlfriend to protect.

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agsbf · 5 months

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Atualizações sobre "No more deaths" + recomendações de fanfics

Opa? Tudo bem? Diferente do habitual esse post não vai ser um oneshot de algum personagem de Jojo x leitora, apenas uma conversa de fanfiqueira para fanfiqueira referente a um projeto meu e recomendações de escritoras/escritores que não poderia me considerar uma boa amiga de vocês se eu não recomendasse, porém vamos por partes:

1- No More Deaths:

Para contextualizar, "No more deaths" seria um remake da minha fanfic do Wattpad, onde SN é migrada para o universo da parte 3 de JoJo e devido aos seus arrependimentos na vida passada passa a ter como objetivo evitar mortes, porém com aquele plus maravilhoso de romance.

A história seria publicada no Wattpad, Quotev, Spritfanfiction e em uma nova categoria de fanfics longas na minha masterlist do Tumblr, já que se eu utilizasse o espaço normal ela ocuparia grande parte.

Dúvidas Gerais *eu acho*

"Ela atrasaria o envio dos oneshots?"

Acredito que não, normalmente meus oneshots são escritos com base de uma ideia e um pique de energia aleatório, "No More Deaths" a partir do momento em que o roteiro estiver completamente pronto, será apenas uma questão de escrever capítulos já planejados. Pessoalmente vejo os oneshots como uma "fuga" para quando estiver sem inspiração ou querer um descanso dessa escrita mais "organizada".

"Quando o primeiro capitulo será lançado?"

Ainda estou no roteiro, mas acredito que 1-3 meses pareça uma aposta justa, pois além de concluir o planejamento pretendo deixar capítulos prontos para evitar hiatos e manter a frequência.

"Já que entramos no assunto frequência..."

Pretendo postar de 2-4 capítulos mensais, porém ainda é incerto afirmar.

"Algum antagonista vai ser opção amorosa?"

Na história principal não, mas se tiverem alguma ideia posso escrever oneshots a parte como um pequeno conteúdo adicional/AU, exceto para Dio, J. Geil e Gray Fly. Inclusive. Joseph por razões óbvias também não será uma opção.

"Projetos futuros de JJBA?"

Bom... escrever o roteiro dessa fic está me fazendo gostar muito do conceito de uma SN "isakeizada", então se for bem aceita tenham a certeza que irei fazer continuações com as partes 4-7, talvez até para a 8 e 9 (ainda não li para poder afirmar) e uma história solo para a 2.

2- Escritas tão boas que me dão um quentinho no coração.

Agora que terminei de fazer propaganda da minha fanfic, vamos ao que realmente interessa:

CLUBE DE LEITURA DAS FANFIQUEIRAS!!!

Infelizmente todas são gringas, mas tenho o costume de ler com o Google Tradutor e são raros os casos em que alguma coisa fica incompreensivel.

ZENOSYNE: MirroredMovements

Varios! JJBA X Leitora

Capítulos: 95+

Status: Em andamento

Essa história é simplesmente minha religião e maior inspiração para tirar "No more Deaths" da sargenta, de forma resumida, aborda uma SN que renasce a cada parte de JoJo. Honestamente, você TEM que dar uma chance, a autora sabe quando ser direta e quando não, além de abordar os personagens muito bem, em nenhum momento dá aquela impressão de "Isso não parece algo que fulano faria", metodologia "Mostre, não conte" na prática e muito bem planejada.

Se fosse um restaurante, teria todas as 3 estrelas Michelin.

*Um bom adicional é a parte 1 e 2 já estarem completas.*

SAVIOR: Mirroredmovements

Bucci Gang X Leitora

Capítulos: 101

Status: Finalizada

Tudo bem, pode parecer que sou puxa saco da Mirrored, mas coisa boa tem que ser compartilhada. Tão bem feita quanto a anterior e ainda com o plus de estar completa, Savior é uma história onde a SN se une ao grupo de Bruno devido a relação de lealdade da família dela com o La Passione. Se a parte 5 te deu depressão, leia essa história e vamos viver no mundo perfeito em que ela é canon.

Masterlist: Tangytiramisu

Uma escritora de headcanons de JoJo que possui fluff, smut e crack fic, histórias para todos os tipos de gosto e piadas que conseguiram me tirar uma risada genuína. Por enquanto só há coisas dos Stardust Crusaders, mas dada a mastelist acredito que é questão de tempo.

Masterlist: Matcha-Narancia

Minha obsessão dos headcanons. Personagens cativantes, ideias criativas, ninguém fora do personagem e uma autora que sabe qual tom usar em cada contexto, se existem 7 maravilhas no mundo, esse é o coliseu das fanfics

Junosartsthetic:

Infelizmente não achei uma masterlist, mas o trabalho dele é muito bom para não ser mencionado, tanto os headcannons quanto as fanfics possuem uma escrita excelente, se garantindo tanto em momentos mais cômicos quanto nos mais sérios, um dos top melhores nos jjba x reader.

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michelleleewise · 2 years

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I have been writing my fanfics on Wattpad for awhile and I want to bring them over to Tumblr. Do you have any advice on how to get started on that?

Thought I would ask you bc I love how your fanfics are set up ❤️

Aaaahhhh!!! Can I just say how honored I am that you asked me.....and i am more then happy to help in anyway that i can🥰🥰🥰🥰

Ok, so I started here and only post here. I tried ao3 but am having a hard time getting everything over there, it's not as user friendly....to me anyway lol

I started off by making my masterlist, it has all the general info about what I write, who I write for, 18+ and all that and I make sure to keep that pinned to the top, so basically when you make the post there's an option to pin post, just hit that and it will keep it at the top of your blog.....makes it super easy for your readers to find 😁😁

Now let's say you write a one shot, you post it and then copy the link....then go to your mastelist post, put the title in and then highlight it and hit the chain link icon on the end, then paste the link and ta-daa!! Now with series or multichapters its the same basic steps, just a little different.

I make a mastelist for each series, so I use a pic/gif/moodboard as the photo along with the title, warnings/Summary and all that. Then I scroll down and put part one/part two etc depending on the amount of parts, and as you write each part paste the link to each one. And then I copy the link to the individual masterlist, go back to my main mastelist type the title and paste the link so that way when your readers tap on the title it goes directly to all parts of that story.

It's actually really fun to do!!! I hope I haven't confused you!!! Please feel free to message me ANYTIME and I'm more then happy to walk you through each step and answer any questions you have!!! Don't hesitate 😁😁

Oh!! And one last thing for now......HASHTAGS!!!! they are tedious and somewhat annoying but very important!! They help your writing be seen by as many people as possible. So, let's say you got your post ready, you all set to post it.....go down to the hashtag icon at the bottom and use as many as you can......it allows you to use 30 and I use them all..if you write Loki, you just put in Loki x Reader and it pops up suggestions, just tap it and it adds it to the post. If you look at any of my posts at the end you'll see the list of hashtags I use, and I'm more then happy to send you pics and visuals if it would help!! The hashtags throw a wider net allowing you to pull in a larger audience, so say a reader searches loki x reader your hashtag will pull and your story will pop up in their search 😁😁

Again, message me anytime and I'm always here to help!!!! 💚💚💚

#lovely people #lovely asks #writers supporting writers #im here to help #thank you for asking!#i hope i made sense #meesge me

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epicrainbowsheep · 1 year

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Epicrainbowsheep's Mastelist

Hello there~

Here is a small guide to my fanfiction, I always keep the reader's race, body type and facial features ambiguous, cause we're all beautifully different and should be included 😘

Full disclosure I'm only really good at writing female readers/OC's as it's all I know 🙏

Guide for my fanfic

(Y/N) Your name

(S/B) Size boobs

(S/C) Skin colour

(H/C) Hair colour

(H/L) Hair length

(E/C) Eye colour

(C/N) Country name

(T/N) Town name

Stranger Things

Billy Hargrove

Smut

It's all in the hip positions

Eddie Munson

Smut

You're such a dork

Kingsman

Jack Daniels aka Agent Whiskey

Smut

Sugar you're worth the pain

The Gothic Cowboy (Smutish)

The Last of Us

Joel Miller

Smut

Darlin' just you wait till then

More fanfic coming soon 😘

#fanfic #stranger things #stranger things fanfic #agent whiskey #dieter bravo x reader #eddie munson x reader #joel miller x reader #kingsman #hetalia #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal character fanfic #joel the last of us #the last of us fanfic #arthur morgan x reader #arthur morgan #red dead redemption 2

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spn-imagines-br · 2 months

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Masterpost

Sobre mim

Me chamo Julia, mas podem me chamar de Ju, escrito imagines desde 2013. Resolvi criar esse cantinho aqui para posta imagines sobre umas das minhas paixões antigas que é Supernatural.

Com quem escrevo:

✯Castiel ✯Crowley ✯Dean Winchester ✯Gabriel ✯Jack Kline ✯ Sam Winchester

Masterlist

✯ Mastelist organizada de forma alfabética com os imagines e preferences e fanfics postados por mim.

O que não me sinto confortável em escrever:

✯ Qualquer imagine onde o principal é violento com a S/n. Qualquer tipo de abuso sendo físico, verbal ou sexual eu não irei escrever, incesto também está fora da minha lista

Outros Links

✯ Wattpad

✯ ao3

✯ Cronograma

✯ Playlist

#ju mendes #masterlist #masterpost

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mendesblurb · 3 years

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I’m With You

Shawn Mendes x female reader

Warning: angst, fluff, maybe grammar error and maybe some punctuation errors.

Note: So I know I said I will return on 26th, but just couldn’t resist haha. So here you go, this have been on the draft so yeah.. anyway just an update I am still anxious about my assignment but I will just try my best and hopefully everything will turn out well. Enjoy the story guys, sorry that it’s short.

The date night was an excellent idea. it was a much needed time away from all the possible work distractions.

Everything looked so good; the baked chicken Shawn made was surprisingly delicious, the meat was just so tender and delicately seasoned. The chocolate pie he bought for dessert was waiting to be cut, and the accompanying wine was supposed to complement the whole date perfectly.

All that sounds perfect but here you are distracted, playing with your fork and and cleary your mind was anywhere else but the story your boyfriend was telling.

“You had to be there, I swear the look on Brian’s face was just pricelesss and the best part of it all is—.”

"I'm late," you mumbled out.

Shawn felt confused and says, "So you got here ten minutes late. No, Big deal. You had to spend a little extra time at work, that’s normal.”

"Not that kind of late, Shawn."

"But that happens, right?" Shawn says, still implacable. "You've been under a lot of stress, back and forth to LA and New York, doing presentations... You need a day off. You need a week off. Spain is nice this time of year, or Specifically Mallorca..."

"No, Shawn." You say while preparing yourself for what you’re about to say next. "I am not stressed out. I can’t have and don’t need a vacation."

"Okay, I understand," Shawn says. "So what You need is to pee on a stick. And so, I'll be here holding your hand while we wait for the results."

"What? That’s it?” You respond, suddenly very pissed. "I tell you I could be pregnant, and all you have to say is go pee on a stick?"

"You're pissed," Shawn says. It's maddening, the way he states the obvious.

"Yeah. I’m pissed. This is the most terrified I have been in my entire life, and you act like it's no big deal."

This was actually a big deal for Shawn, but he knew he shouldn’t be freaking out right now. He knew he had to be the one to calm you down, but one thing for sure is that If you did end up pregnant, he will do anything to be with you every step of the way.

What kind of boyfriend would he be then, if he didn’t? He knew it wouldn’t be easy, but he would find every possible way to make sure you will not go though it alone.

"So you're mad because you're frightened and I'm not?"

“How could you not be frightened? We agreed to move in together last week, we are so young, you are in the middle of a worldwide tour, and are we even ready?”

Shawn could hear your voice going shrill of panic and So he stood up and put his hands on your shoulders as an attempt to calm you down. "We are just figuring out what to do with our lives, and this can’t be the reason we put our life at a pause.”

Shawn’s hands are firm on your shoulders, trying to calm down you down. "We'll figure this out, Y/N. We always figure things out. But first let's see if there is something to figure out, okay?"

"Okay," you sighed.

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Shawn never thought he’d be worriedly pacing outside the bathroom, waiting for his girlfriend to finish peeing so he could know if she was pregnant or not.

But here he was, in that exact situation.

The words, “How did this happen?” were a constant in his head, but he knew. Oh, he knew how and when it happened. It happened in a very pleasurable way, thank you very much—but now wasn’t exactly the time to think about that, not outside the bathroom of his home, waiting for—

He had to calm down, damn it. For your sake he knew he had to calm down.

Finally you head out of the bathroom and waited for possibly the longest three minutes of both of your lives.

Beep. Beep. Beep. The timer rings.

You lean against Shawn, as you breathe in and out slowly and read the results. The first test is negative. So is the second one, and the third one you insisted on taking just for good measure.

"Phew," you say.

"Phew," he echoes.

You look up at him questioningly. "For awhile, you sounded like you wanted me to be pregnant."

"No." He replied. "I just want whatever is comfortable for you. But if you were, we would have figured it out. We can figure out anything, Y/N. And I promise you that I will figure out everything I have to do in order to be with you every step of the way."

“Shawn, I—.” You said trying to hold back your tears, while reaching out to his tentatively hold to his hand.

He galces at you, upturns his hand to meet yours. He interlaces his fingers with yours, holding tight. “I know. When the time is right, we'll have a baby. It will be terrifying, actually, and require a frightening quantity of mature adult discussion, but we would do it eventually when we are older and more ready. Just say when, and I’ll be ready whenever you are.”

Still holding your gaze, his other hand reach out and touch your cheek. Your eyes teary as you lean into his touch. “Baby now or baby someday later or even baby never, I will forever love you Y/N. No matter what you decide I’m with you.” He reassured you.

Thank you for reading guys... feel free to like, reblog, follow my account, leave a comment and my chat is always open for random chats or requests... appreciate every single one of you... ❤️

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