#my writing sucks

[bihansthot]

Today is not off to a good start, I hate to complain about likes/reblogs but like if you lovelies don’t like/reblog my asks/writing/fics it makes me not want to write. I write for YOU LOVES I very, very rarely write for myself but what’s the point when I see other writers getting well over a 200 notes for similar content from other Mortal Kombat writers and I get 30?? I feel like shit now. I’m sorry I’ve apparently failed you lovelies, I might need to take a step back for a while. There’s plenty of wonderful Bi-Han writers now so I feel like y’all don’t need me anymore. I’m very down on myself today. I don’t know what to do. *sigh* Happy Halloween lovelies, sorry I let you all down.

[leonieweird]

Sweater Weather

Human Jo’an was weird.

I couldn’t determine whether it was human weird or just Human Jo’an weird. She was rushing around, tripping over her own feet, and having more injuries than normal.

“Human Jo’an, what is that in your hand?” I asked. The human did that thing where they freeze like a little ickchay. I couldn’t help that my wings bristled in amusement.

She looked over her shoulder, short hair covering of of her eyes as her arms shielded something behind her. My “feet” clicked against the floor of our spaceship, my wings folding in on each other. “Really?” She nodded, her lips pursing to the side to try and make an innocent expression.

It only made her look more guilty.

“Human Jo’an, I have known you since I hatched out of my egg. We have been together through a lot. I can tell when you are hiding something.” For good measure, I opened up my wings. A tactic usually for making predators intimidated, but Human Jo’an always said it made me look, and I quote, “devious”.

“Arth.” My name that Human Jo’an gave me since she could not pronounce my real name. “Would I ever lie to you? Or-“ I cut her off. “That time on the Planet Nerthimplf, you said you couldn’t speak the language of the predators there, yet you are now hailed as their surrogate queen.

“I just mimicked their sounds. The translator didn’t pick up their language correctly. So, technically, I did not lie to you.” Human Jo’an straightened up, keeping the item behind her back. Though from this angle, I could see cloth.

“My point is I would never lie to you in a way that would put you in danger. This behind my back? It’s nothing.” She tried to shrug her shoulders to show that it was in fact nothing, but from the way I could hear her heart speed up was different. My head cocked to the side, wings spreading more in amusement.

“If it is not a big issue, why can’t you show me?” Human Jo’an coughed, eyes looking to the side. “Human Jo’an.” She sighed, and then rolled her eyes, and then groaned. Her face changed into many different emotions, all ones I have seen before. Human Jo’an was embarrassed.

My wings closed in on themselves, the feathers puffing up in what Human Jo’an described as wing laughter. I felt like laughing. “I will not judge you on what you have. I am not that kind of species.” Human Jo’an nodded and then brought her hands to the front.

My foot tapped against the floor, wings flapping in uncontrollably excitement. It was what the humans called a sweater, however this one was a little ragged and had tiny holes in them. The words were in a messy text of my homeland language translating to “Yeah I survived a predator, so what?” I assume it was to reference many of our adventures where I had almost died to a predator.

Human Jo’an observed my expression, a smile making its way onto her face as I expressed with my body language rather than my words. I was elated and so was Human Jo’an.

I was now 13 earth years old, and received my first sweater crafted by the hands of my caretaker. I was elated.

[yautjalover]

I don’t know if any of y’all are reading my fic “Kira”, but I just wanted to put out an announcement that I’ve decided to scrap it for now and come back later. I’m going to delete it and start fresh. I’ve been feeling horrible about it, and my writing, and want to put out something that people would love.

It’s also out of disappointment.

I feel it’s subpar compared to what I’ve put out before. Only a few folks are following it, but I figured I’d let folks know anyway.

[satubby]

if you dont mind, what would rutile, phos, and cinnabar be like as yanderes? if you dont want to write for all of them you can just pick one

Thanks anon for requesting.

I'll go more for phosphophyllite, since it's currently my focal point and I have a fanfic written of this poor baby.

I will use the male pronouns coming from Japanese as I was informed out there, plus also the manga in Spanish [my native language] comes tarduced as "he". But you can take the gender of the gems as you like.

Warning ⚠️:Toxic behaviors, mental problems and signs of dependency.

Disclaymer <<I do not condone this type of behaviors and neither do I condone relationships of this type>>

This could be bullshit written by someone drunk [Editing is on me]. And many misspellings, sorry

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💎This phos is the original, someone innocent and naive. Who has not yet seen or lived the horrors of the world.

💎At this early stage of his life, he is more childish and optimistic, he has no clear concept of the world.

💎Well, him as you met him, well I'll take a creative liberty and add to my Y/N from the fanfic published in AO3.

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💎I will give context of this version of yours. You and phos met by chance, when you were barely a baby, he found you in a seashell shell. It was the first time he saw someone of your kind, similar and different from each other.

💎Phos didn't know what to make of you at first, but something about you managed to catch his attention [something other than your looks and the species you belonged to].

💎At this facet of his life, his attitude is more childish and cheerful colors, he doesn't even know anything about of the reality. Nor does he begin to doubt about whether he lives in a lie nor does he seek or wish to discover the truth of this forgotten world.

💎Phos young is spontaneous, full of confidence and childlike enthusiasm. This is also a problem, he doesn't know how to take care of a human which leads his clumsiness to extreme dangers (lunarians)

💎The young gem is curious, enthusiastic. He has this desire to fight, their intentions are more than pure and innocent. When you came to him by sheer fate, he saw an opportunity and a purpose to serve. Being young and inexperienced, he will make many mistakes, although his crazy side or psychotic tendencies are not yet shown.

💎He tends to be playful, when sensei entrusted him with the task of taking care of you, phos just took it easy. As I have said and will repeat throughout this facet, he doesn't know much about the world around him, he has no awareness of danger as he has never witnessed the risks himself.

💎One of the many things phos would do when he tends to take care of you, is to be very talkative and energetic. This same childish energy is what makes you smile, he will start to notice this and love any attention from you. Phos also loves to play with you, showing you the vast grasslands of this forgotten world.

💎Over time and sere lazy [since you are only a baby of maximum 8 months, plus the author of the manga is lazy with the time that has passed], her own carelessness puts you both at risk. Another thing I forgot to mention is his stubbornness, his stubbornness and also the many times he loves to show off.

💎The events that are coming is what makes phos realize of his reality, which cannot always be unconcerned, now it is not only him, now you depend entirely on his care. When he meets cinnabar after a few days hanging out with you, it is his first encounter with danger and the impending insecurity that begins to grow inside him.

💎 On that day, Phos knows fear. When the Lunarians almost take him away with him, once again because of his carelessness. And in that event, they also almost took you, the last human in this world.

💎He was lucky that cinnabar reacted, although he did get a strong scolding from him. The harsh words of his red-haired companion sounded in his mind "Stop meddling in other people's business, you only put yourself at risk and you should also pay more attention to what belongs to you".

💎Phos wanted to refute, that if he could find a suitable job, cinnabar too and none of them would be alone, although he had you. Though in all honesty, he didn't know his either. It's not until these moments that he remembers you, and little by little an unknown feeling grows in him.

💎Although his intentions are good, Cinnabar did not accept his help, he was more than fine like that and he was afraid of hurting that human that phos had in his arms, he just wanted to go to the moon, be useful to someone. This brings a negative weight for the young aqua green gem.

💎Let's fast forward a few days, as I don't want to go into too many spoilers. Phos is swallowed by the admirabilis in his snail form. As he is descending into the ruler's stomach, many questions run through his mind ….. WHY?, why can't he stop being so useless and naively dumb? He remembered his inefficient job taking care of you, so when he was swallowed he put you first, protecting you as best he could.

💎I will omit his encounter with the ruler and his escape to the sea, the only remarkable thing about this situation would be his curiosity to know more about you. Humans, their past as well as where you come from and being that his sensei wouldn't tell him much about your species or your origin.

💎Availing himself of this, the ruler lures phos into the sea. When he himself is brought before the lunarians, he again realizes how neglected and weak he feels. And it is so, that in these moments he is grateful that sensei has taken you from his side, because he saw him very insecure to take care of you. Deep inside his mind grows those bitter thoughts, his self-esteem doubting.

💎When admirabilis asks her if she knows the feeling of wanting to protect and take something back, as well as asking why he doesn't hate her, he doesn't feel up to judging her. He admires the fact that she would sacrifice everything for someone she loves.

💎Phos doesn't recognize that feeling, and the only thing he could claim to such a thing would be how he feels about you. But since this is an early stage in your relationship, their love is merely platonic.

💎As he loses his legs, a part of him also leaves, his optimism begins to fade, though he remains the same. As he loses his memories too, strangely he hasn't forgotten you or the promise he made to cinnabar.

💎Phos turns fast, he is thrilled with this change and naively believes that now if he could fight and become stronger. With these legs, he finds a new motivation. In fact, when sensei revokes his punishment and you hang out together again, he loves running with you and seeing that cute baby smile. Love your happiness, I would give everything for that expression and the feelings that come with it.

💎His 2nd encounter with the lunarians wakes him up. He is determined to become strong, to not be useless. He wants to prove to everyone that he can do it, he wants to be able to protect you, not to depend on others to survive.

💎Now, if we talk about the phos who already lost his arms and Antarc, his tendencies start to come out.

💎He will be more overprotective, he will doubt everyone and himself. He is afraid of losing you, he has already put many in danger. He knows he's gotten stronger, but it's not enough, he still has holes in his fighting style.

💎At this point you are already a big girl, max 7 years old. [Let's be honest, we don't know how the fuck time works in manga or anime]. This is where little by little a new feeling arises, because with your growth, phos notices the brilliance you give off.

💎Your human condition worries him, anything could hurt you. For the convenience of the script, your body is immortal.

💎This phos has already suffered, he is traumatized by the carelessness of losing antarc. It needs affection, already in this mode, phos becomes an overprotective, insecure and needy yandere.

💎His mental health depends on you, please don't do things that scare him, like running away or not informing him where you are. Lunarians may appear and take you away.

💎One of the many activities he loves to do with you in winter [it's ironic, as it reminds him of that he lost his partner, someone besides you who cared for him] They usually make a lot of snowmen, your charismatic and affectionate attitude stains the face of phosphophyllite in a pale pink color. Since neither you nor he sleeps like other gems, plus this phos has already changed his physiological system and you're just a human who sleeps daily periods of 8 hours.

💎In order not to bore you, they play many games that they keep inventing, this is tender, he admires your childishness, he sees himself in you.

💎Phos swore to protect you, he will never lose another loved one [antarc]. When bort offers him help to improve his fighting style, you instantly want to give him a chance too and will fight his side, which is a resounding no from the paranoid gem.

💎In general, he just wants to be loved and appreciated, to feel useful. Therefore, do not throw it away or abandon it like others, want it as it is, with its defects and virtues. [Although in the end, this ends in a clinging and psychotic phosphophyllite, sick with love and desire for revenge]

I'm sorry if this doesn't make fucking sense, sorry anon, I did what I could and besides, I'm re-reading the manga since I put it down 1 year ago.

Also, I want to study its moon version thoroughly and dedicate its own scenario to it. This I wrote at 1 in the morning, it can be absolute bullshit.

[badgerbearwrites]

Rainbow six GIGN cuddle HC

Lord have mercy the hell was I thinking, I cant write SHIT. Anyway here is a rainbow GIGN cuddle HC. I'm testing different ways of writing so you might not see a lot of similarities in each characters writing. Some im more proud of but enough of this read below for your GIGN babies!

Montagne (Gillies):

It's never difficult to persuade Gilles for some snuggle action, he wouldn't really say it's what he lives for but with the right person he does tend to favor it. Surprising for his size Gillies is a switch when it comes to big or little spoon but truthfully, he leans towards little spoon. He loves to be able to bundle you close to his body protecting you from anything that dares to come your way. But on the other hand, slotting himself against you while every inch of you invites him closer makes him feel like he belongs.

Gillies was born and raised to protect all no matter the case, to stand and stare whatever is in front of you and to never turn to run. but when he is so used to standing in the front lines it's hard to see if the ones standing behind him are actually with him or not. As strong as he presents himself, the dreaded doubt that he doesn't belong always resides in him. So, the time he has to just let that doubt go and focus on you holding him, showing him that he belongs with you are moments that Gillies will always cherish and crave with you.

Twitch (Emmanuelle)

You would think there was a cuddling competition going on when it comes to snuggling with Emmanuelle. She truly strives for perfection in any task that is given. But do not doubt her ability to express her emotions with you. Just because she specializes in robotics does not mean she is one. Emmanuelle isn't just a full body cuddler she loves grabbing and holding any part of you. Definitely loves being the big spoon. pushing yourself against her chest while she bends and plays with your hands is a very loved classic for her.

Emmanuelle craves a working mind; she loves getting up close and personal with everything in her sight. That being said, you have had your fair share of cramps while testing every cuddle position she thinks of. But even working minds need a rest. Questioning her motives, she has deeply expressed to you that you are not a rest stop to her. Yes, Emmanuelle loves studying and learning everything about everything but there has never been a time where she has question anything you do. She doesn't stare at you, studying you. No Emmanuelle stares at you adoring you.

Lion (Oliver)

Speaking Olivers name around anyone, you are sure to get a strong option whether it be of admiration or sheer hatred. No matter the comments; one thought about him always stays steady with everyone. Oliver is everything BUT shy. The fondness that glows in his eyes when he gets to pull you in his lap makes your whole-body bloom with warmth. PDA is something he doesn't given a second thought to. Cuddling with this massive cat man you will never feel like you are in the shadows or being hidden. Holdings your hips against his while tickling your neck with his short stubble nearly makes the man purr.

Oliver was shut out from his family. His mistakes while standing with him have no weight on him whatsoever. That be said Oliver makes it his goal to use his past to make sure that those he loves and the ones who love him know he is always there no matter the cause. Oliver needs to be big spoon; he is known to hold his strength against any foe, so he knows when his hands are gripped on you that neither of you are leaving. Hold your body against his allows him to show and feel that not only are you keeping him there, but that he is never leaving you anywhere alone.

Doc (Gustave)

Kind, thoughtful, accessible, stubborn. Gustave is a man of many talents from writing his studies of toxicology to showing how far he can go to get what he wants. This man is in no way selfish or forceful with what he wants but he is definitely persistent with "five more minutes". Gustave loves the big spoon and little spoon roles. Or more like he loves fighting for the role with you. while he loves some rough and scruff Gustave does get filled with absolute delight feeling your arms gently wrap around him from behind while deep in his work. He is not much of a fan on quite cuddle sessions, he loves laughing, playing and tossing around with you.

Gustave has been notorious for not hiding his emotions when not interested in something. Even with the expectation of his beloved family wanting him to peruse the medical field he still pushed for his own path. So, when you settle down expecting a big squeeze and giggles. you are getting a big squeeze and as much laughter as your lungs can handle. He would do anything to make you feel better even if its outside his interest. Gustave has always been kind, soft, and overall, someone you can relax with. But is there really no better way to relax than to let loss and go against every calculation there is?

Rook (Julien)

For being in special forces as well as a man known for armor plating Julien is a the softest and most bendable person when it comes to cuddling. it's like laying with pudding, he will melt in just about every crease and crevice when laying with you. That doesn't mean any cuddle session with him is a relaxing one. Julien is an expert at getting into places that might be out of mind for most so, expect to learn some new tickle spots on yourself. While he has no mind in showering you with endless squeezing and kisses Julien loves bouncing off the furniture when he really gets you in a fit of laughter and screaming.

Known for his flexibility and high energy he will most certainly challenge your stamina in a match of cuddle or die. Julien understands when enough is enough as well as when sometimes you need a moment to sit down and shut off. Out of the group he even makes Gustave and Emmanuelle work for their money on empathy. Hearing a stressed-out sigh from you he is instantly picking you up to the bedroom and giving you the best back massage, you ever had. Julian has never turned down an antsy cuddle partner, you need to turn five times? go for it! the blanket isn't feeling right? He's ripping it off, its cold? He's tucking you right back in.

Apologies on grammar as well as if any of these didn't click well. None the less I hope someone enjoyed this! Stay frosty!

[circusthing]

like, honestly, would anyone care or even notice if i just...went away?

[fr33ze-y0ur-br4in]

sooooo I’m gonna write now-

ik for a fact many other people have probably already written something like what I want to but I can’t for the LIFE of me find one single person that has so if you see anyone that has written something like what I will eventually post

TAG THEM FOR ME

I will 100% give them credit. I also started writing something like it on my old blog but I don’t remember if I ever posted it or not so yeah-

When I write the first part fully, I will put it here:

“Not Where I’m Supposed To Be…” (not yet posted obviously)

if you want to be tagged in it lmk and I’ll make a list but obviously you don’t have to be

If you want to know what it will be about, ill put a summary about what it’ll be under what should be a cut (if it doesn’t show “keep reading”, just skip the rest of it) so yeah- It’s basically gonna be a giant self-insert-ish fanfic that I turn into a series cus it’s gonna be several parts long

if you DONT want to read an actual book-style summary, continue on <3

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Nia Grey was completely and entirely average. If someone were to describe the “average” girl, they would check almost every box that Nia lands in.

Grades? As and Bs.

Languages spoken? Just one, English.

Height? 5’ 5” (165.1 cm)

Even her looks (as far as physical traits) were average. Brown hair that used to be lighter but eventually got darker, hazel eyes (not as average, but still common), and pale skin that gets burned easily.

There’s one thing that she likes to have pride in, however: her mind. She has an incredibly high level of creativity and an active imagination when it comes to her daydreams. The stories she tells captivate all who hear them.

Lately, small bits and pieces of her stories inspired by her favorite books and shows have been coming true.

What happens when her entire world gets flipped upside down, going from entirely average to entirely insane, after a story-telling session on the night of a strange super-moon?

[rvmvnticsblogs]

I wear a smiley face on my chest and on my sleeves,

Because that's what I dream to be,

Carefree and happy,

A dash of colour to accompany me,

On this dull and dreary journey.

[deusexwarpaintfanfiction]

Deus Ex War Paint fanfiction is officially suspended.

I can't focus on the story while I have these mixed feelings, the last thing I thought about this creation of mine is that the story sucks, my OCs suck, and the way I wrote about Adam Jensen is stupid and useless.

Maybe it's just the summer heat, which I hate with all my being.

Or simply my first story after so many years of writer's block is on the same level of attractiveness as a puddle: avoided by those who care about not wasting time getting wet and dirty.

[sleepyams]

everything i do fucking sucks lol

[bihansthot]

Seeing the master list updated-

YESSSS FINALLY I CAN READD MORE GOOD SHIT, LET'S GOOOOOOOOOOOOO HAHAHAHAAHAHA

Fair warning a lot of it is dog shit and cracked out rambling lol 😂

[hardladyheart]

Thinking of writing for BtHB tomorrow. It'll be shit, but I'm gonna try!

[zimowe]

HAHAHAHAHA STUDYING FILM IN POLAND. Don’t make me laugh.

Imagine when the lecturers tell you your fucked, because you will have to make shitty Romance movies for older generation, for the rest of your life. Man i think, i’ll try to harness youtube algorithym before that. ( or maybe move to another country )

[somanywhatifs]

[inkskinned]

i got my isbn today for the book. 8 months to go. my mom and i were talking about what the next steps are. i was eating trail mix, standing on one foot, phone tucked into my ear.

"yeah," i said. "the problem is that tumblr as a market is like, not something that can be studied." there's this weird wave of nostalgia and affection for this place that came up over me: how lovely we avoid consumerism. okay, it sucks as a creator. but also? keep stickin' it to 'em.

my mother made the sound at the back of her throat that i also make, the one that means i've got an idea. "you should figure out some kind of reward for presale amounts. maybe you give out poems or a mug or a signed book or something. would your followers like that?" my mother is sweet, and kind, and i have no idea how to explain on this website you can buy someone crabs.

i put more m&ms down the hatch. i had to speak through peanuts and almonds. "if it passes 25 thousand i will print the book out in its entirety and eat it live on camera."

"oh god. no, you don't have to do that." she was anguished. "just tell them that you'd love them to read it, and that they've inspired you to write. you got started on that site, and they helped you keep going. raquel, you love these people. the community? you talk all the time about the other writers and artists and whatever else. tell them that you're hoping for their support, they'll come through."

"no," i assured her. i discovered i had dropped an m&m, but an ant had already found it, so it belonged to him now. i will let his little life have a surprise blue treasure in it, too. "i'm gonna fuckin' eat the book."

[rvmvnticsblogs]

You remind me of the smell of earth after it's rained,

A lingering aroma that pervades the air,

I beg for the scent to invade my nostrils,

Holding each breath in fear of losing your smell again.