#help im not in the mood to write a fic but like i cant help but let a little blurb out

[pink-andwhite]

ethan landry mocking you >>>

"oh it's too big baby? that's so cute." then proceeds to fuck you harder, making sure to shove that extra inch in there each thrust.

"too much? oh you poor thing.." wraps his hand around your throat and fucks you faster, definitely rubs your clit too.

"you're all done sweetie? that's too bad, im just getting started." proceeds to fuck you through 4 more orgasms.

[oshitgirlie]

im looking through the cookie run sfw tags, for old times sake and like ... wow i really DID dominate the tag huh

[maaarshieee]

hellooo im very conflicted rn so if you wanna listen to me ramble about my life then uhh read the tags LOL this is a 1 time thing dw sorry for the new followers <3

[ariesbilly]

not to be dramatic but if i dont read fredsythe fluff soon im gonna kill myself

[angels-fantasy]

Congratulations on your followers milestone! Can I ask for the prompt "first fight" with Dabi?

Scars and All

Dabi/Touya x Reader

Details/Warnings: lowkey toxic relationship, arguing, kinda angsty LMAO i'm sorry i cant help but make dabi angsty. hurt/comfort i think, angst to fluff? dabi is trying, okay? also dabi is called touya in this fic!

Word Count: 957

hello thank you sm for your ask and the congratulations :) i hope you like this, i really like dabi bc 1) hes hot lol and 2) hes such a well written character. also i'm going to start writing in all lowercase bc its what im used to and upper case drives me crazy!!

loneliness was something that consumed you constantly. it was a scary feeling sometimes, especially because of the things it could drive someone to do.

you wished you didn't feel like this, but you couldn't help it.

before getting into a relationship with touya, you knew of the lifestyle he lived and how much of his time it took up. at first you thought you could handle it, but over time you soon realized that wasn't true. hours of him being gone quickly turned into days, sometimes even weeks and it was driving you crazy. you really wanted to try and continue to sit compliantly and let him do what he wished to do, but you were at your wits end.

sometimes you wondered why you even continued to put up with him, especially when you knew deep down that he'd probably choose to continue committing villainous acts over your relationship.

but you knew the answer to that-it was because you loved him, and sometimes love can make you do crazy things.

so now here you were; sitting on the old couch in your living room. the edges of the fabric having frayed ends and burn marks here and there from the moments touya let his temper get the best of him.

you can't remember how long you've been sitting there anxiously, waiting for your boyfriend to get home, but you felt your heart beat faster when you heard the front door being unlocked.

you wiped your sweaty palms on your pants and took a deep breath, trying to prepare yourself to confront touya, who sighed as he walked through the door and his heavy boots thudding along with each step.

he walked over to you and threw himself down on the couch, placing an arm around your shoulders and pulling you into him. moments like this made it hard to stay mad.

he placed a kiss on your temple, "hey. you miss me?"

you fiddled with your fingers as you leaned further into his chest, "of course i did. i'm glad you're home."

he tilted his head down to look at you, "then how come you don't sound happy, huh?" he asked, squeezing your shoulder as he did so.

you frowned, knowing he'd caught onto your bad mood already. he was way too perceptive sometimes.

"i am happy touya, i promise." you insisted, "it's just..."

"it's just what?"

you sat up from your position and faced him, but it was hard to look him in the eyes. "i just wanted to talk to you about something that's been bothering me."

he looked at you for a moment, expressionless, making you even more nervous until he said, "alright, what is it?"

you took a deep breath.

"you're never home touya, and i miss you." you frowned, "i worry about you and when you're gone for so long i get lonely. i miss spending time with you."

he groaned, "babe, do you not understand why i'm gone? or do i need to tell you, is that it?" he asked.

you regretted this now.

"no, i know why but it's just-"

"if you know why, then why do you fucking ask me?!" he yelled, making you shrink into yourself. you two had bickered over things before and there were even times when you needed space from each other, but touya had never yelled at you like this.

you could feel your eyes prick with tears and the lump in your throat grow, "touya don't yell at me!" you cried.

"i'm yelling at you so you get this through your god damn head!" he snapped, "i can't be here, sitting on my ass like you every fucking day. i have shit i need to do to make my plans happen!"

you gasped at his words. did he really think that's all you did?

"you know damn well i don't just stay at home on my ass, touya! i work too!" you said, tapping his chest with your finger as you pointed it at him.

"i buy the groceries! i make the food! i wash your blood stained clothes! i do everything i can, but you don't know because you're never here!" you yelled, taking a deep breath after so you could continue speaking.

you sighed heavily and spoke softly, your energy gone from yelling. "you're never here touya..." you sniffed, letting the tears run down your cheeks. you brought your hands up to your eyes to wipe them away, "i love you, so i miss you. i just wish you were home more so i don't have to spend my nights all alone."

touya was breathing heavily, but sitting silently as he processed your words. he was perceptive, sure, but he wasn't really good with emotions and dealing with people when they were upset.

feeling guilty, he wrapped his arms around your crying figure and hugged you tightly to his chest. he brought a hand up to your head and stroked it gently, shushing your cries. you stayed like that until your crying had become sniffles with occasional hiccups.

"i'm sorry," he said softly, "i'm sorry i'm always gone. i fucking suck at this, i don't know how to be here for you... but i'm going to do better now, for you, okay? i love you too. i don't say that enough."

you brought your hands away from your face and wrapped your arms around his waist, leaning your head against his beating heart and closing your eyes.

"as long as you try, touya. i know you're not perfect, and that's okay with me. i love you the way you are."

"scars and all?" he asked jokingly, making you giggle.

"scars and all."

authors note

love ya!

[skzooe]

i absolutely love the lipstick stain trend!

i need a part 3 with junhyeon in it, pretty pleasee

you are doing great, keep up the good work! :)

lipstick stain trend,,💌 p.3

BOYS PLANET

p.1 p.2 p.3

with; taerae, keita, kamden, gyuvin, junhyeon, matthew

[note;; i waffled towards the end bc i ran outa ideas but not sure if this is still in trend so sorry for the wait!! ❣️]

for those who don't know 💋💋💋

taerae;

such a romantic guy

will place roses and candles around you to "set the mood" of the video

HE'S SO EXTRA I LOVE HIM

"waitwait, we need more flowers"

a perfectionist fr

he's so into it as you place kiss marks on his face

you can just tell how he's trying to hide his huge smile

honestly fighting the urge to kiss you back

he couldn't help it, so he ran his thumb across your stained red lips, holding your hips for support

turns into a LONG ASS makeout sesh

you both pull away and hes just staring at you with love in his eyes and just smiles so beautifully 😭

“i could spend the whole day doing just this.”

(promoting my taerae picnic date fic bc why not🤷‍♀️)

keita;

when you show him the video he gets SO SMILEY

his smile literally lights up the whole room its so cute

how could he say no

when you cup his face and start kissing him he literally WONT STOP SMILING

"your lips are so soft"

he loves it too much that he starts giggling like a girl uncontrollably

when you finish the video he just blurts out the most random things

"I LOVE YOU SO MUCH"

"I'M SO LUCKY TO HAVE YOU"

is he drunk???????

tight cuddles and kisses straight after bc he's just like that

kamden;

we already know how kamden is

he's an average user on tiktok so he might know about it already

so when you ask him he's just like: 🙂🧍‍♂️

he doesn't really mind since he's down for anything with you

"im down"

he just sits there in silence as you pepper kisses on his face

he doesn't really make eye contact with you because he's SO SHYY

when you start giving kisses on his neck, he gets so flustered and his ears turn red

he didn't want you to see how red he was, so he pulled you in and cuddled you as tight as he could on his chest

you noticed his ears which you found adorable

"you're so cute when you're flustered"

"you make me lose control."

(honestly got me kicking my feet while writing this icl)

gyuvin;

sooooo clingy

physical touch king

would do ANYTHING to spend more time w you

"do you-"

"YES."

dawg im not done talking?????

while you put on the lipstick you picked out, gyuvin is just laying on your lap playing with the strings of your hoodie

istg he's never separating from you

cup his cheeks and he will MELTT

you try to kiss his cheek, but he swerves his lips onto yours 🤧

he thought he was so slick with it

"i really, really want to kiss you again"

as you're about to lay kisses on his cheek, he pulls you close and places his lips onto yours

only bc he just cant get enough of your touch

goes on for ageeeessss

you both pull out with heavy breaths, looking so flushed and dizzy with pink cheeks

he has smudged lipstick all over his mouth which you find so cute

he just chuckles

"you got lipstick all over me"

junhyeon;

you're sat on the counter of the kitchen as junhyeon heats up his food

you stumble across a video of the trend which you found soo cute

you show him and he is just so goofy and confident about it🤧

"do you wanna do this?"

"SAY LESS"

you get the lipstick from your bag and apply it to your lips while he approaches you

he's hovering over you with hands on the counter, each on your sides

as you're kissing his face, you accidentally smudge one which makes him whinee

"i think i deserve a kiss."

he's smirking sooo slyly

he puts his hand on your waist as he pulled in close

you're both lost in the moment as he says

"i wanted to do this so damn bad"

(the food hello??????)

matthew;

you're both snuggled up on the couch watching tiktoks together when you both come across this trend you wanted to try out

matthew rushes to get your lipstick because he's so committed to helping you

he's so sweet about it that he won't stop asking questions

"is this colour okay?"

"does my outfit look good?"

"should i fix the lighting?"

you tug on his collar to apply the lipstick onto his face

which makes him sooo shy and cute

his ears automatically turn red in which he tries to hide with a smile

as you film the video, he just looks at you with a huge smile

"you look heavenly."

literally cant take your eyes off you

the comments go WILDD

💬: find me a man that looks at me like that

💬: HE'S INLOVE

mattew will treasure that video FOREVER

shares it to everyone he knows. his friends, his family, EVERYONE

"was that okay? i'd love to do that again"

© skzooe

[hellsburners]

orange juice

summary: you're a new library assistant in an elementary school and you cant help but fall for the cute teacher visiting your desk. pairing: teacher!peter parker x librarian!male reader word count: 2.2k (im being ballsy with these fic lengths its actually fun) warnings: none really more of fluff a/n: was in a fluff writing mood :> (might get a part 2 if it gets received well)

masterlist | more peter parker

You did everything by the book, literally. There was a handbook resting on the front desk of the library with everything you needed to do as an assistant. You took the books back to the shelves and made sure it was in the right order. You tidied up the library computers making sure every unit was logged off and the chairs weren’t a mess. You also took note of orders from the teachers, some lists from Mr. Jones, Mrs. Longford, Mr. Hayward, and Mr. Parker. You stretched your arms and legs, cracked your neck, and gave a little prayer to the universe that you wish your formal first day will be good. 

Ding! 

The bell on your desk pinged. A man, probably in his early 40s, stood in front of you. He wore a loose shirt with a pale pink tie, his hair was brown and sparse. 

“Mr. Parker?” 

“I’m sorry, I’m Roy Jones, from the math department,” he responds. You gave an embarrassed oh and gave him his stack of books. 

“Sorry, it’s my first day.”

“All good kiddo, you haven’t seen trouble yet, good luck on your first day,” Mr. Jones gave a kind smile before walking away. 

By 8:30 am the students came rushing to your door, you logged borrowed books, received returns, you even did the occasional hush to students being loud, it was going smoothly. The kid in front of you was borrowing a copy of The Picture of Dorian Gray, an excellent choice you thought. You scanned the QR code inside the book, logged in the student’s info and you kindly smiled while giving the book away. Hours passed of you sitting around, sipping on an orange juice box. By 11 am at least 3 students were studying. 

Ding! 

Oh. The man standing in front of you was tall and handsome, probably in his mid-30s, he wore a neat suit in neutral colors, and his brown hair was combed to the side. You placed your juice box down. 

“Mr. Hayward?” you traced your fingers on the sticky notes on your desk. 

“Parker, Peter Parker,” he replied. Shit, not again. 

“I’m so sorry Mr. Parker.” you shook your head. 

“First day, huh?” you nodded shamefully. He gave you a cheeky smile. 

“Yeah, I’m so sorry,” you took the stack of books with the label Mr. Parker on it. He reached out to take the heavy books, your fingers were slightly touching. Your cheeks warmed from the contact. There was a certain pleasingness in his presence. You scanned the pile trying to spark a conversation. “So you teach physics?”

“Yeah, 8th and 9th actually,” he carries the books in his arms, he may look lean but you could see the way his arms flexed under his suit. “Are you new to the city?”

“Well kinda, I was born here but my family and I moved out when I was 5. I figured coming here in the city could give me more opportunities,” his brows would raise while you talked, making you feel like whatever words came out of your mouth he listened to intently. “How about you? Did you grow up here?”

“I grew up with my aunt, went to Midtown for high school, and Empire State in college. So, yeah, full-time New Yorker here,” he chuckled. “My daughter and I still live in Queens too.”

“Daughter?” you said shockingly. He looked down at his toes, and he laughed again, that soft deep laugh. “Sorry, you don’t look like one”

“I don’t look like a dad?” he said.

“I mean you look pretty young,” you bit the insides of your cheeks. “I’m sorry I must have been taking up too much of your time Mr. Parker, ‘twas a lovely chat though.”

“Oh it’s fine, I’m on lunch break anyway.” you waved him goodbye and he reciprocates the gesture. “By the way, Peter is fine, just Peter.”

He leaves, and you sit back down on your desk, your heart beating a little too fast for your liking. Your knees felt funny like they were going to give out. Oh, god. You were crushing on the physics teacher. 

Before your shift ended Mrs. Longford called and said she couldn’t go to the library due to her pregnancy. You gladly said you would deliver her the books instead. On the way to her room, you couldn’t properly find her classroom, they all looked the same to you, so you went one by one, looking through the windows and checking to see if Mrs. Longford was there. By the eighth classroom, you could see him. Not Mrs. Longford, but Peter. He was demonstrating the law of inertia to the class, making a funny action of being hit in the hip by force, and the class laughed. He seems nice, and the students all listened to him, taking in every word of his lesson. It was admirable really, to have such charisma over a bunch of impressionable kids and use it to educate them. 

The bell rings, and a swarm of students floods the halls. The books in your arms fall as a student bumps into you. You cursed, bending down to pick them up while a pair of arms reached out to help you. It was Peter, he had ditched the suit jacket at this point, his shirt sleeves rolled up to show his veiny arms. 

“Thank you, I was looking for Mrs. Hayward’s classroom and I couldn’t find it,” you hugged the book while Peter carried the other stack. 

“Mrs. Hayward’s room is in the other wing. Don’t worry I’ll walk you to it.”

“Oh no, you must have another class, I can find my way.” you try to take the books but he moves away.

“No it’s fine, my day is done. Let me walk you to her room.” he smiles, again, that pretty Peter smile. 

On the way to Mrs.Longford’s room, you talked about your education, where you went to high school, and in college, and where you live now. The conversation later went to his daughter, Mayday, named after his aunt who has sadly passed. She was 5 years old and in first grade, a smart girl, he says. 

You reached the 3rd door in the left wing. Peter told you that the lady with short hair and red cat-eyed glasses was Mrs.Longford, the baby bump also verified his claim. You knocked, and she waved at you with a smile, you and Peter went in to bring the books. Peter and Mrs. Longford exchanged greetings and talked about an upcoming faculty meeting. You asked Mrs. Longford to sign some papers for the book requests she had made and she obliged. 

Peter walked you back to the library. You continued to chat about random things, your favorite food (he was pizza), your favorite color (he was blue), and your favorite movie (his was Interstellar). You unlocked the library and turned the lights back on. You went back to your desk and Peter took a seat at a nearby desk. You stared at him, arms crossed, legs spread. 

✎𓇢𓆸

Weeks passed, and Peter had been visiting you in the library. Usually, he’d stay to check student papers or read new scientific publications on the school computers, he was nerdy about stuff like that; but most of the time, he just stayed around to talk to you. He would talk to you about Mayday’s science project, which you helped him come up with. It was an iced tea stand presentation that used butterfly pea flower tea and lemon juice, and it changed the blue liquid to a bright purple. She won a silver prize, Peter says. 

Peter had mentioned before that Mayday lives with her mom and that she rarely gets to see her dad. You could see the way the line his mouth would make and how it would frown sometimes when he talked about her. You wanted to give him some piece of comfort, but every time he would smile because it was Mayday, it was his only girl. 

You were at your desk enjoying a sandwich with your favorite orange juice box, Peter sat on the floor next to you hidden from anyone who came to the desk. He, too, enjoyed a sandwich you made. You scrolled through your laptop, mainly on the news. 

“Hey Pete, have you ever seen Spider-man?” you said, Peter almost choked on his food.

“Spider-man?” He cleared his throat.

“Yeah, I mean you’ve been here your whole life you must’ve seen him right?” you took a sip of your drink. Peter thought long before he answered.

“No, I haven’t,” he whispered. 

“Boo! You’re boring,” you threw an eraser at him.

“Hey! It’s not my fault he doesn’t swing by my apartment once in a while.”

“Well, I wish he’d come by mine, take me into his arms as we swing away into the sunset,” you waved your arms around thwipping your hands like Spider-man. 

“You’re so silly,” he laughs, he takes a big bite of his sandwich, talking to you while chewing. “You know, Mayday’s been asking about you, she said she wants to thank the guy that helped her come up with her science project.”

“She said that?” you were touched.

“Well, I wanted to invite you, and she told me we haven't celebrated her win so why not invite the guy who helped her,” he finished his sandwich, wiping his mouth with a napkin. “You don’t have to if you’re busy.”

“Friday night right? I’m in.” You smiled.

You knocked at the light blue apartment door, you could hear some ruckus inside. Coming! A man’s voice yells. The doorknob turns and there he was, Peter Parker, dressed in a light gray sweater, the sleeves rolled up, and a red apron. Behind his leg was a little girl with light red hair. 

“Hey there, I’m glad you could come. This is Mayday,” she was shy but she gave you a little wave and a hi. 

Dinner started in a few. Peter served baked macaroni and a Caesar salad. Mayday brought a plate of cookies she made, without her dad’s help, she said (Peter shook his head). You brought a box of pepperoni pizza as per Mayday's (and Peter’s) request. The three of you talked over dinner about how proud you were about the medal and if she ever needed help you would gladly be there. 

After dinner, Peter took the dishes, you went to help but he insisted you not. You were left with Mayday in the living room, she was talking about her favorite book, a book about planets. Venus was her favorite, she says. You began to talk to her about the many books you have on planets in your library and if her dad permitted, you would lend some. 

“Do you like dad?” you were surprised. 

“Yeah, he’s nice,” you offered her a smile, and she gave you a curious gaze instead.

“Dad is always alone.” you looked back at Peter in the sink, the fabric stretching on his back.

“You’re here,” you stroked her hair. “Your dad always tells me stories about you y’know.”

“But when I’m with Mom he’s all alone.” 

“What are you two talking about,” Peter stands above you and Mayday, his hands on his hips. 

“We were talking about your hair. Mayday said you’re starting to look like a sasquatch.” Mayday giggles. 

A few hours later Peter took Mayday to bed. Mayday hugged you and told you goodnight. You bend down to hug her and she tells you to be Dad’s best friend, always. You were sitting on the couch with your hands on your lap. You looked around the place, filled with books and a bunch of Mayday’s stuff. It seems like Peter just lets her stuff stay there, so as not to forget about her presence. Your eyelids begin to fall as you let out a yawn.

“Sleepy?” he mutters. 

“Just a bit. My head is just filled with so many facts about space,” you made a mind-blown gesture, Peter laughs.

“She does that a lot actually.” Peter sits beside you on the couch, keeping his eyes on yours.

“She’s a lovely kid,” you smiled. 

“She is,” Peter sank his head on the couch, his eyes closed. 

“You think I’m alone?” he frowns. “I heard you two earlier.”

“I don’t think so. You have me,” you mutter. Your hands fall on your sides meeting his. He laces your fingers with his, you could feel the warmth of his palms with your cold ones. He chuckles. “It’s pretty late, maybe you should get some rest too.”

“You’re right, let me bring you home first,” you refused. 

“I’d be fine,” you assure him. 

You were outside the apartment. Peter was with you in just his flip-flops, his hand never leaving yours. “I had a wonderful night.”

“Me too,’ Peter said, he took his other hand and patted your hair. You looked at him with hooded eyes, his hand falling to your cheek. You inched closer, your face so close to his chest you could smell him, like an ocean breeze. His face gets close to yours, the moment seemingly getting more tense. His thumb rubs your hand, over and over, it calms you. Underneath the moonlight, your lips meet. A tender kiss weeks in the making. Your eyes closed and you lost yourself in him. Your lips leave him a few moments later, a smile plastered on both your faces. You hail a taxi cab and when one comes, you wave him goodbye. 

But you swore that night, the moment you entered your apartment, you swore you saw the Spider-man swing by, almost like he was waiting for you to come home.

part two posted here

interactions are greatly appreciated btw if u liked this fic and want more send me a prompt and i'd gladly make something from it :>

[atinyniki]

MY MOOTIES !!

(in no specific order i love all of you i promise)

@sona1800: literally my long lost twin 🥺 you mean everything to me bby 🫶 i love talking to you and spending time with you bc you’ve helped me so much in the past month you have no idea… so grateful for you love 💕

@kai-lee08: MY PRETTY BABY OH MY GOSH 🤭💕 YOU MEAN SO SO SO MUCH TO ME MY LOVE AUGH YOURE SO CUTE I CANT (Æ Æ Æ ‼️)

@skzoologist: you are actually so perfect i will cry bc it’s hard to believe someone as amazing as you actually exists 😭 (your accent actually has me in a chokehold)

@writingforstraykids: i love talking to you so much you actually make me so happy and AUGHHH I LOVE YOU NAT WEUIGFYU 💕💕💕

@yangbbokari: MUMUUUU OH MY GOD I ACTUALLY LOVE YOU SO MUCH YOURE SO AMAZING AND SO SO TALENTED >.<

@jinnie-ret: you're literally so cute and tiny (even tho youre older than me) and youre so perfect and OMG i love you <3

@cheesemonky: OMG LEISEL I LOVE YOU SO MUCH (even tho youre old) YOURE ACTUALLY SUCH A CUTIE PIE AND UGH YOUR ACCENT IS EVERYTHNNG I LIVE FOR 😍

@cinnamostar: i still remember the first time we interacted and how i literally exploded when i read your league of legends felix fic (still not over that) thank you for showing me how to use discord youre literally an angel 🥰

@hearts4leeknow: RIN RIN RIN YOU CUTIE OH MY GOSH YOU ARE SUCH AN AMAZING AND TALENTED AND PERFECT WRITER YOU HAVE MY HEART AND YOUR ANGST OH MY GOSH 🤭

@miuracha: miu... MIU... WHEN I TELL YOU IVE BEEN LISTENING TO YOUR AUDIOS AND READING YOUR FICS FOR MONTHS IM NOT EVEN JOKING I THINK I ACTUALLY DIED WHEN YOU FOLLOWED ME BACK (i was so excited you have no idea...) 😱

@arafilez: us becoming moots was actually something i didnt expect at all bc i didnt expect you to notice me BUT YOU DID bc your acc died (still mad abt that btw) AND IM LITERALLY SO HAPPY WE INTERACT NOW 😊

@oddinarylani: we dont interact much on tumblr but you have no idea how many times ive gone back to your page to read your angst... always gives me a good cry omfg. love you bby 🥺

@xpeachesncream: your drunk texting series has me on my KNEEEES lord it was so good ily sm <3 🤭

@mnwrld: i remember seeing you first following me one day and i literally binged every single one of your fics... THEY ARE ACTUALLY SO YUM I CANT (you write single parents so accurately too?!) 🤯

@hanstarrs: ive actually yet to talk with you but you are SUCH a big inspo to me. reading your works always gets me so giggly and AUGH youre amazing 😩

@2miniverses: i... i- YOUR SUB!SEUNGMIN DRABBLE?! OH LORD HAVE MERCY PLEASE I ACTUALLY COULD NOT BREATHE AFTER THAT 🫣

@vixialuvs: OMOGMOGMOOMGOM YOUR SMUT PLEASE YOURE ACTUALLY SO AMAZNIG AT WRITING IT AND YOUR BEOMGYU FIC IS WRITTEN IN SUCH A PERFECT WAY ITS ACTUALLY ADDICTING 🫠

@slvt4felix: i recently read your little hyunjin meet-cute fic and let me tell you... its actually PHENOMENAL like i love it so much you have NO IDEA AUGHHH 🤗

@chqnverse: even tho we dont interact much on tumblr i LOVE your fics especially the angst 🤭

@wegc: DO I EVEN HAVE TO EXPLAIN HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU??? I THINK ABOUT YOUR POSTS ON THE DAILY. MWWWAH YOURE DOING GODS WORK 🫶💕

@michelle4eve: as im writing this it has literally been a couple of hours since we became moots and i can see you liking all my posts youre such a sweetheart ily 🥺

@gayforfelix: im actually not sure if you write bc ive never seen your fics but ive seen you interact with my blog and you are just soooo cute ily bby <3

@hyewka: i... i- GOD I FEEL LIKE IM GONNA PASS OUT EVERY TIME I TAKE A LOOK AT YOUR BLOG BC I READ THE SUB!HYBRID PUPPY GYU THOUGHT LIKE EVERY WEEK OH LORD 😩

@bangchansgirlsblog: your ANGST i cant BREATHE its actually PERFECT in EVERY WHICH WAY and reading it gets me in such a sad mood and so motivated to write angst again (thats a compliment btw) 😊

@maximumkillshot: you are actually such a cutie pie, and though i only read your kpop fics throughout your blog, they are SO SO SO good and im so glad i stumbled upon your page that one day ilysm <3

@linos-kitten: your smut... your FLUFF... YOUR ANGST?! GOD YOU ARE SUCH A TALENTED WRITER IM ACTUALLY ON MY KNEES JESUS CHRIST 🧎‍♀️

@ivyisnotokay: idk if you write fics bc ive never seen them before (sorry) BUT I LITERALLY SEE YOUR REBLOGS ALL THE TIME AND OH GOD YOU ARE SOOOOOO SWEET ILY DARLING <3

@babybreadddd: ive only ever seen one of your fics (i dont remember seeing any more on your masterlist) and let me tell you... i am already HOOKED !!! ily so much bby keep up the amazing work 🥺

@astraysimp: YOUR FICS ARE SO CUTTTTTTTTE LIKE THEY ACTUALLY MAKE MY HEART FLUTTER I CANT EVEN DEAL WITH THE FLUFF YOU WRITE ITS TOO ADORABLE 🫠

@leaneverleaves2: i think ive only read your ditto fic but oh my god its so cute and comforting :((( youre such a talented writer my love <3

@skzstannie: your angst... YOUR ANGST?! HOLY FUCK NUTS ITS SO AMAZING AND IT MAKES ME WANT TO BAWL MY EYES OUT (thats such a big compliment btw dw) 😭

@noyurcapri: i think youre actually one of my first moots ever and i love you so much bc youre always interacting and supporting me <3 I LOVE YOUUU MWAH >//<

@laylasbunbunny: OH MY GOSHHH I LITERALLY SEE YOU REBLOGGING EVERYTHING AND I REMEMBER OUR FIRST INTERACTION WHEN YOU ASKED FOR A PT 3 OF THE FELIX FIC ILY SO MUCHHHH <3

@youfoundme-not: oh my gosh... i could literally never forget you. i remember when you just sent general feedback in my inbox and i literally started SOBBING bc it was the first thing ive ever gotten there. i love you baby <3 💕

@number1jeonginstan: idk how to explain it but your fluff is SO FLUFFY and its like in the most adorable way its so sweet like candy and OMGGGGG MWAH <3 🥺

@chansdoll: your hard thoughts... ouhhh baby let me tell you... you have SUCH an amazing mind and SUCH an amazing way of writing it out I LOVE YOUR WORKS 🫣

@jazziwritesthings: OMG YOU LITTLE CUTIE I LOVE YOU JAZZI ESPECIALLY YOUR 'missing you' FIC OH LORRDDDD 🫠

@linocvp1d: idk if youre a writer but i literally always see you interacting with peoples posts and it has me so giggly bc youre SO SUPPORTIVE AUGHHH ILY <3

@gyustarzzi: bby i love your little ateez headcannons theyre SOOOOOOO cute and your blog is so aesthetic and adorable too?! i cant w you youre so cutie pie omg... 🫶

@cutieleeknow: OH MY GOD THE ‘how they announce your pregnancy’ SERIES WAS LITERALLY SO CUTE YOURE SO AMAZING AND ILY

@viviworkshere: i know you’re like a new writer and all but i CANNOT get over the seungmin fic you wrote… cried to it this morning and probably will continue to cry over it every time i read it 🥺

@soullostinspaceandtime: don’t know much about you (hopefully we can get to know each other) but all ik is that you ATE w those tags. as you should 😌

@vanillacupcakefrosting: i think we literally only started talking recently but im soooo glad to be moots! i can wait to start talking to you more :))) you seem so sweet and AUGH 🥺💕

lmk if i missed any of you <3 love all of you so so sooooooo much :))

[yandere-stories]

hi dorli!

tell me some of your favourite svt writers and what you love about their writing <3

go!

Not all of them but the ones that came to my mind in the first few seconds:

@wonusite Nalani and her detailing is 🔛🔝 i always say this to her at every chance i get but the little details add so much to her stories and she is an excelent story-teller

@juverine my new mootie, hi sweetie! <3 her stories (especially the fluff) makes me so emo. Like there is no vivid and sensable explaination to that but whenever i read her stories i can feel the general feelings, emotions and moods deeply

@wqnwoos whenever i see a fic from her i cant help but to read it even if i dont have the time, her fics open a new gateway to another realm for a really short time with limited words but they just capture me in a way i cant tell with words

@smileysuh whenever i read her stories even tho im not that into smut i cant help myself but read the whole smut scene, like her stories and details etc. are always on point but the smut is just 🔛🔝

[myymi]

ohh if you can i would appreciate some tips!! honestly writers are so admirable we dont give yall enough credit🙏🙏🙏

well, for me to give you the absolute best tips i can to help out, i need to know what exactly you're struggling with when it comes to writing. there are about a million different tips i can give you for about a million different things and some of those tips will be completely useless to you

for now though, i'll give you the things that help me getting into a writing mood + general tips i give to new writers and if you still need further help you can explain what exactly you're struggling with and ill do my best to help out;

1) whatever you learned about formatting essays; forget it.

a common thing i see in new writers is they try to write it like an essay. which isn't a bad idea really, but it is restricting. your paragraphs don't have to be four or more sentences. they can only be one if you want. it's your story, format it however you want. you don't need to follow rules

2) listening to music

this is mostly for when you have that one specific scene in your head but have no idea what to do for the rest of the fic. listening to music and connecting the lyrics to the characters you're using is a great way to get your mind thinking. one song can give you several different ideas depending on how you interpret it

3) make sure you are in a good mood

personally, i cannot write to save my life if im upset or just generally having a bad day. i know some people can use creating as a way to cheer themselves up, but it just doesn't work out for me lol

4) if you don't need background noise, don't use it

it's pretty easy to get distracted when writing, especially when you have something new playing. if you do need background noise of some kind, i would advise playing instrumental music or that one movie/show that you've seen a thousand times and could quote in your sleep. keep your focus on your writing

5) brackets will be your best fucking friend when writing

one of the most important things about writing is keeping your flow going. if you find yourself writing sentence after sentence for a good while and then you suddenly hit a stop because you don't know how to word what happens next; throw it in brackets and write the scene after it. its the same reason why you're told to skip questions you get stuck on when taking a test. let your brain do what it knows it can and come back to the tricky stuff later.

6) you don't have to write anything in order

you don't have to write a story exactly start to finish. you can jump between any scene you'd like and find out how to connect it to a different scene another time. this kinda ties into the last tip in the sense that you gotta let your brain do what it knows. if you only know the beginning and the end then write those first and figure out the rest as you go. if you need to edit either one of the previous things then that's okay. there's no shame in changing things around, it's just how creating things go. sometimes change is needed

7) writing prompts

for new writers, i like to tell them to find a prompt online to write a story for before they start their own. using a prompt someone else made keeps your brain from getting overwhelmed, allowing you to focus more on finding a writing style that works best for you. using writing prompts also lets your brain find ways to contribute to a story without having it make everything while also figuring out how to put it on paper. it's easy to overwhelm the brain, so let it get used to writing before you start creating your own ideas. (this is also something i advise to people who experience burnout or just cant think of anything to write. your brain just needs a break from creating ideas right now, go and find a prompt for it)

8) word count

listen to me because this is so important; ignore the word count. you need to focus on learning, not how much you're writing. it doesn't matter if you only wrote 50 words when other people have fics well over 50k. ignore it. you are learning, you'll get there eventually. if you focus too much on how much you're writing you're going to stress yourself out and ultimately drive yourself away from ever writing again. treat word counts as milestones. start with 50, then 100, then 150, then 200, etc. let yourself work towards it slowly rather than push yourself too hard right out the gate. you can't expect to draw the mona lisa the first time you put a pencil to a paper, so don't expect to write thousands of words the first time you write a story. it'll take time, and that's perfectly okay.

9) analyze the shit out of your characters

this is easier when writing fanfiction, but take a few hours to learn your characters. find the content they're in and hyper-focus on what they're doing. pay attention to their speech patterns, their body language, their relationships with others, etc. if they're not in a scene, try to imagine they are and what'd they do and/or say if they were. it'll help out with keeping them in character when writing

10) if you get to a point where you can't write anymore even when using brackets; stop writing for the day

we have our limits. you will get to a point where you can't get another word down and that's okay. it doesn't matter if you've only written a handful of words, close your program and wait until you feel motivation hit you again. if you keep trying to force yourself to write when you just can't then you're going to burn yourself out. the most probable reason for this is writer's block, which means you need to focus on other things for a while. give your brain time to recollect itself. it's annoying, i know, but it's better for you if you just let your brain do what it needs to. it knows how to take care of itself, so let it.

i also have a tag i use whenever i give tips, so you can check those out as well to see if anything helps! it's just writing tips

[spacedlexi]

Tag 9 People You Want to Get to Know Better!

i dont usually do tag games but i'll take any excuse to have a reason to post wips lmao tagged by @foibles-fables

Favorite color: pink and purple baybee!! (my original fave colors ive come back to you im sorry i ever left...) green yellow and red are also nice (sorry i love colors)

Currently reading: nothing 😭 i keep trying to read books but i cant do it anymore the internet has brain broken me my attention span is non existent. tried rereading and then there were none last. couldnt find my murder on the orient express (i love mysteries)

Last song: shes not there - neko case

Last series: the walking dead but i had to give up i cant do it anymore 💀the games are better than the show im saying it. i got to S10E7 but i just cant go back i wont. currently mentally preparing myself to watch utena for the first time

Last movie: the lost boys :) its halloween time. been meaning to watch bound tho ive had the link up for a couple weeks now

Sweet/savory/spicy: savory > sweet > spicy honestly just depends on my mood. i like sour more than any of these tho wheres sour and salty >:( i eat lemons for fun

Currently working on: SOOOOO MUCH ALWAYS HELP ME heres just a small selection of my wips from the past month or so. i already want to re-draw half of them. dont be like me 😭

half of those notes are board scripts (other half comics) and that doesnt even include my unfinished fic (that ive been writing on the train i promise!!!!). started boarding the tower but we're about to learn storyboard pro in class so im gonna use it to help me get used to the program (no way i'll finish in time for clems bday 😔)

No-pressure tags: calling any and all mutuals who would like to play a little game feel free to say i tagged you :)

[shygirl4991]

dont you get sick of always writing stuff?

NOPE! i get people worry i write to much and i dont take breaks or do my own thing but trust me i take my needed breaks, i spend time with family and friends. I know it feels like im always posting story's but i have such a passion for what im writing and i cant help myself but write when the mood hits! I make notes and plans so i know where to take my fics which also help with me getting through it faster at times. So no i dont get sick of it cause its something fun i do on my days off of work!

[astranite]

For the 40 questions ask game - 12 and 20? :D

12 Is there an episode above all others that inspires you just a little bit more?

I'd say yes- The Man From Thunderbird Five. It's one of my favourites and has So Much John in it. And a lot of characterisation that I go, Wow he is very autistic :) and also pretty anxious there which I both definitely headcanon for him. So I have been writing on and off for a while a fic exploring that more!

Have a snippet-

“It’s me, Scott. How do you think it went?” John said flatly.

Scott made a sympathetic noise.  “You did seem pretty eager to get out of there.”

Under the light teasing, his brother knew that this type of Situation was not John’s forte. 

He’d hauled John up into Thunderbird One when it became clear John would rather climb the grapple cable than be put down on the platform, full of jostling, clamouring people wanting to crowd around him to congratulate their rescuer now the danger was over. 

John’s heart was still racing. Whether it was more from the adrenaline in his bloodstream after his fall from the sky or the idea of nearly being back amongst all of that again, it was impossible for him to tell. 

He took a deep breath.

Thunderbird One’s jets roared, the noise from the engines thrumming through the cahelium. John shifted in his seat. The sound scraped against his ears and vibrated through his body, setting him on edge. He could feel it in his teeth. 

John took another deep breath.

20 Describe your perfect writing conditions.

Id say I do do the biggest chunks in a go of writing when i am sitting at my desk with the monitor up. Because it means alot less ow from being hunched over my laptop, but also i am Not Allowed to scroll tumblr on it, and the screen is too weird and Big for it, and that is The Writing Zone for Doing Writing. I now mostly listen to music at the same time, has to be at least a bit familiar, but loud, lyrics and distracting. Sometime semi relevant mood wise but generally not needing to be. It helps occupy what would otherwise be the 12 irrelevant extra trains of thought about random stuff and the brain wobbles of 'its all Terrible, Horrible, No Good,' so I can actually focus on the about three relevant ones. This seemingly contradictory method is because ADHD but hey it works!

I do like a cup of tea, but I usually drink it first whilst brainstorming because otherwise I completely forget about it until it goes cold (then it is sentenced to The Microwave) or I get distracted by it because hands cant be on the keyboard at the same time as holding the tea to drink it.

And yes i do have a tendency to put my feet up on my desk (because cant sit still and 'normally') but hey its my desk so no one can stop me!

I also often write bits on my phone in notes when im on the bus.

Though there is also the frenzied bursts of emotional writing that somehow just flows, but I swear that only occurs after my bedtime and is by nature pretty unpredictable. Which is kind of perfect writing conditions but Not exactly.

(AND LOOK IVE FINALLY ANSWERED AN ASK!!!)

[jennaissantes]

be my backyard boy! - S.JY (TEASER!)

READ HERE!!

PAIRING: fboy!jake x fem!reader

SYPNOSIS: Moving to a new neighbourhood had its ups and downs. + positive side: your best friend lived in the same neighbourhood you moved into. — negative side: you lived next to an obnoxious, self centred, A grade asshole, who had unfortunately taken a liking to following you around.

GENRE: oneshot, fluff, crack, enemies to lovers, college!au, fratboy jake huhu. boynextdoor!au

WARNINGS: profanity!, kissing, a bit suggestive at some places but nothing too much [bc im a minor], ur mom and dick jokes 💀, will add more later!

FEATURING: 02’z of enhypen, heeseung from enhypen, jisung from nct dream, chaewon from le sserafim

TEASER WC: 415 words

FIC WK [est.] : 10k+ (lets hope i can write and not give up halfway 😵‍💫).

RELEASE DATE: sometime around my bday 😹 (24th june guys its the same as sunoo’s 😁).

AUTHORS NOTE: hello hello!!! tysm for 500 followers i am eternally grateful to every one of you 🫶

TAGLIST: send an ask to be added! (permanent taglist will be added either ways)

“Look who we have here, the girl next door who wouldnt be so kind as to pass me a smile every time we see each other.”

Great. Just when you wanted some peace of mind.

Moving houses wasn’t exactly a walk in the park. There was so much going on, and you really needed a breather. Your extremely attractive annoying neighbour wasnt really helping either.

The day youd moved in, you went to say hi to your new neighbour (how to be a nice neighbour 101 with y/n).

What you didnt expect was a very hot shirtless guy opening the door.

“What the fuck.” And youd bolted to your house, missing the way the said shirtless guy stood surprised for a moment before chuckling at you. That must be the new kid then

You quickly closed the door and stood against it, still in shock of what you'd seen. Seconds later, your doorbell rang, and you prayed with every single cell inside you that it wasn't the guy next door.

Surprise surprise.

“Hey there! You must be the new kid around here. Im Jake.” He smiles at you and god his smile is absolutely earthshaking. You close and open your mouth for few split seconds. Realising you probably looked like a fish and like really dumb, you closed your mouth and tried to say hi in the most normal way you could think of but all that came out of your mouth was, “You’re a weirdo.”

And youd shut your door on him since then. (Not that it had been very long since you met him but oh well)

You didnt think hed come to the park. He didnt seem like the kind of person to visit parks.

“Shut it Jake.” you say, not in the mood to argue with him.

What youd also realised over the few days youd moved in around, was that you would have to get used to his face rather quickly, because he didnt seem keen on leaving you alone.

“C’mon princess, cant you be nice to me at least once?” He feigns a pout and you roll your eyes. “Nah not really.”

Jake smiles. There was something about you.

Most girls would be kissing up his ass by now (not that he really minded though). But you werent like that. He couldnt place his finger on what it was, but there was something about you that he couldnt solve.

And boy was he hellbent on solving your equation.

BACK TO NAVI!

[amazingmsme]

I have so many spy things to sAy omfg-

#0 (Im writing the fic of Owen finding out abt Curt's weakness mwahaha)

#1 I need to figure out how to write a fic (or sm) where Owen is on the recieving end bc as much as i adore ticklish!Curt, Owen doesn't get enough tickles!! I cant think of a prompt for him other than for revenge- heLP–

#2 a quick hc i thought of in the car: Curt is BEGGING Barb to make him a tickle gadget of some sort he can use on Owen. Barb keeps saying no, but mainly because if/when she makes it she's def trying it out on Curt first.

And #3 it KILLS ME thst i can find Spies reloaded anywhere bc i know that a recording was made and put into the world, but i just cant find it. It kills me that i know curt and joey performed that tk scene so many times and ive only seen the one version of it pt on youtube. I just wanna see the toned-down spies!!

Alright thats it for now on me and my thoughts youre great🫶

AAAHHH I CAN’T WAIT TO READ IT!!! I’m so fucking starved for content, my ribs are showing! & I mean, revenge fics are always fun, but I totally understand wanting to have more to go off of! Maybe they’re on different sleep schedules because of time zones & Curt either wrecks him to tire him out enough to fall asleep, or wake him up so they can leave for their mission. I feel like for as reserved & out together as Owen is, if you mess with his sleep he turns into such a bitch, so tickles are a must to ensure a chipper mood!

LSVSAIZBANQ THAT’S SO CUTE OMGGG I LOVE THAT! Like he’s so sick & tired of Owen wrecking him when he leasts expects it & wants some well deserved revenge. Barb keeps telling him she has real work to do & can’t just make him a toy whenever he wants (“it’s NOT a toy Barb, it’s a serious interrogation tool!” “Mhm & why do you want it?” “So I can give Owen a taste of his own damn medicine” “sorry, no😌”)

P.S. yeah she plans to use it on Curt to test it out, but it goes deeper in that. She knows that once she gives it to him, he’s gonna have to test it out on HER & she knows from experience he’s an evil little shit who likes to bully her. So she has her reasons to be hesitant

Bruh don’t even get me STARTED on that! I wish I could’ve seen it so damn bad, I would literally give an arm & a leg to see it live! But holy shit I might actually die of embarrassment if I saw that scene in person, especially if they had a fucking feather like in the filmed version. Like just kill me now, but I will rewatch that scene to my heart’s content within my own home lol

In fact, it has been quite some time since I’ve seen it. Thanks for reminding me!

[moonlit-imagines]

YOU ARE AN AMAXING WRITER [My English is not so good I am sorry for mistakes!] do you have any tip for people like myself to become good as well?

thank you so much dear!!!

as far as advice goes, i can definitely give you some tips!!

if you’re an imagines blog, try new things!! i love doing events and different kinds of fics for different ideas

ride the wave of inspiration if you have it!

if you write x reader, i typically try to avoid being specific about reader’s appearance and be conscious abt how skin tone, hair type, etc can vary in reactions (like u cant run ur hands elegantly thru ur hair if its curly/coily and ur face typically doesnt turn red when u blush if u have a darker complexion) i like to make all readers feel welcome (also i try to stay as gender neutral as possible)

dont push urself to write if ur not in the mood, it’s gonna make u resent it. take breaks when u need to!!

if u take requests, be open and honest about what youre comfortable with and what you can do. you’re allowed to deny requests if you dont want to do them or cant

be a lil descriptive!! i use reversedictionary.com to find better descriptors when im having a hard time straying away from basic words

restart if ur not happy with what ur coming up with

space stuff out!! i see a lot of ppl adding several different characters’ dialogue into the same paragraph and you should definitely start a new paragraph/line every time you change speakers!!! it helps so much with the flow of things imo

use personal experiences! love writing about stuff that i have been able to see/do

i hope this helps and if you have any more questions i hope you send them my way!!!