#support black writers

[mauvecherie-writes]

Sorry yeah but the way you readers get spoiled on here is INSANE. I’m just gonna use them as an example of an ongoing issue on tumblr but I was going through @laneywrld’s notes bc I was re-reading her latest LH fic and it’s all likes and just two comments: one reblog/comment from me and one more in the comment section.

The fic is 7.7K words and you’re telling me only TWO people out of 153 notes were able to verbalise how they enjoyed the work??? Do you know long it takes to write 7.7k words ???? Let alone 1K???

This isn’t an issue with just the LH/F1 space for black writers who do x black!reader but MOST black authors in this app. They put out some good ass work to get CRICKETS back. Hell even me sometimes. I’m at the point where I know who exactly is going to comment bc they’re so consistent in their showing up for me and I try to do that for other authors I enjoy here.

But bloody hell, for the majority of readers - yall give nothing and it’s honestly so exhausting to watch and see my moots on here be demotivated about writing anymore because readers who say are engaged not be actively engaged with your work? I don’t know how many times writers have to ask people to comment and reblog on their work because that’s more motivating than just a like! Hell, dropping into their ASK BOX to rant about a character or a story is far more engaging than a like.

I don’t know how many times we keep having to circle back to this conversation. At the end of the day we’re doing all of this for free - it’s the bare minimum we ask. Rant over.

Do better by your fave writers 🩷

[borderlinebelle]

🌎🔮👁️

I JUST finished filming my first real full length YouTube video for the first time in over 2 years! 😳

I don’t even think it’s shit. i think … i think it’s quite vulnerable and thoughtful and cute and fun and silly and honest and open and it resembles the workings of my mind in recovery.

wanna maybe idk discuss mental health with me or whatever?

Shit has been weird here [🌎] for a while 👁️ no?

let’s start with decatastrophizing! 🤭

mountains into mole hills 🤝

ur invited friend, to watch me scale my “hard thing” RAW & here’s hoping it inspires you to SCALE your “hard things” too bestie!!

scaling “hard things” together! on my channel and through my tumblr ramblings & through all my art mediums i share happily and humbly with you 🤭

because those “hard things” are always so much more mf easy with a friend 🤷🏽‍♀️

{even if it’s just an internet friend🤘🏽(often the best type)}

see the dramatic af photo below ⤵️

in it, i am fully delusional, rubbing a $12 fur coat in my barely breathing Nissan Sentra 2014. i am about to film the surprise middle to my FIRST FULL EPISODE IN 2 YEARS that i FIRMLY believe 👁️ will begin a long and weird and successful career in ART and CONTENT and CULTURE creation surrounding mental health and recovery and the STATE OF THINGS AROUND HERE ↪️🌎🌍🌏↩️

i did it folks..

I’m back.

EPISODE ONE : SUNDAY MARCH 2ND

👍🏽LINK BELOW👍🏽

BUT YOU CAN’T LEAVE

LEAVE CAN YOU? ….

& i know i still have to ✍🏽 EDIT the episode 😅 but …

you don’t know me. Oh.

I’m Borderline Belle. Hi friend! 😅 wow and i trapped you here in this AD so EARLY in our friendship.. but luckily you are fine. 🤭

You are after all my #1 employee. 🙂

and i am after all that: little miss every mf thing & with a CLEAR GOAL of finishing something as soft and heartwarming AS A FIRST EPISODE TO YOUR NEW FAVORITE GUILTY GIGGLE (made just for you) 🤤 to devour on SUNDAY MARCH 2ND to beat off the Sunday Scaries …

I’VE ALREADY BEGUN!

DEAR TUMBLR: im real sORRY I MADE YOU LOOK AT ALL THIS. DONT BE MAD AND FREAK OUT IN THE COMMENTS PLS. ILL CRY. IS MARKETING. PLS. TY.

If you run up my subscriber count WITH notifications turned on: i promise 🙂 it’s likely 🙂 I’ll never darken your doorstep ever again weary tumblr user. 😈

[mamasturn]

winner.

pairing: austin butler x black!fem!reader. summary: austin wins his first golden globe and his wife is always present to support. warning: none. tags: @neeville@dulcewrites @crash-and-cure@cvpidspearl @blackwriter48 @wonderprince @venus2eros @adoreyouusugar @sunshinetoday1 @cosmic-parker @kaitaesupremacy @librarydame @louderfortheback inspired by: these photos of austin & janelle

“And the winner is…Austin Butler.”

The world moved so quickly on a day-to-day basis. A constant hustle and bustle with minimal rest. No time to pause, to breathe, and to appreciate the blessings given to humanity. But, the calling of his name made the world stop. Abruptly, at that.

The blinding lights stopped moving around the room. The sweaty palms of other people against his back, shoulders, and chest felt numb. Their cheers, goodness, their hoots and hollers fell upon deaf ears. A wave of shock overwhelmed him—he couldn’t believe it.

His blue eyes searched his area of touch and his hand extended to his left. His fingers caught onto her wrist, adorned by silver jewels and diamonds. There she was. Sitting pretty in a gorgeous black gown that allowed her brown legs to peek out. She did not stay rested for long. Their knees bumped together as she jumped to her feet with an excitement he’d never seen before.

Her eyes lit up and her smile beamed like Christmas lights. She squealed and wrapped her arms around his neck. Her words of pride pulled him out the trance he was sucked into. “I am so proud of you, my love!” Her hands caressed his face softly. Her manicured thumb drummed over his plump lips. “So proud.” She pecked his cheek lightly.

“I love you,” he muttered, squeezing her hip tingly. His hand dropped to her bottom, which he palmed softly. “So much.”

“I love you, more. Go, baby!” She ushered him upon the state. “We’ll continue this later.”

“You promise?”He threw her a wink before jogging up the stage to accept his award.

She nodded slowly and blew him a kiss, “Promise!”

[cardierreh15]

Annnd we are finished folks! I gots to go in for editing and need some beta reading first but it’s looking good and I think yall gonna like it 🖤

The Lady In Black Dropping Tuesday Jan. 30th, 2024

[fleurdelouve]

𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

Per the ingenious request from an anon, here are Black writers on Tumblr who write for the ship Fleur de Louve (aka SarahBucky) which involves a Black women!

The below information includes their blogs, whether they’re female or male writers, links to their ao3, and how many Fleur de Louve fics they current have posted.

This list is still in progress, so feel free to contact us if you’re Black and would like to be added to this list!

 @rebellconquerer - female - AO3: rebellconquerer

Current number of Fleur de Louve fics: 7 fics

- Has also written for: Katara/Zuko, ATLA, Sam Wilson, Ayo, Queen Ramonda, Shuri, Sam Wilson

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 @palettesofrenaissance - female - AO3: palettesofrenaissance

Current number of Fleur de Louve fics: 11 fics

- Has also written for: Black Panther, Monica Rambeau, Maria Rambeau, Dr. Jason Wilkes, Michelle Jones, Spideychelle, Brunnhilde (Valkyrie from Thor), X-Men, Ava Starr (Ghost from Ant-Man), Gamora, Tyrone Johnson (from Cloak & Dagger), Liz Allan/Cindy Moon, Sam Wilson

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 @btwxsixesandsevens - female - AO3: Sixes_and_Sevens

Current number of Fleur de Louve fics: 26 fics

- Has also written for: Ayo/Aneka, Black Panther, Janna/Rose Tico, Finn (from Star Wars), Jo/Drash, Dragon Age, Misty Knight, Sam Wilson, Star Wars

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 @tllgrrl - female - AO3: NefertiriJones

Current number of Fleur de Louve fics: 48 fics

- Has also written for: Shuri, Okoye, Ayo, Sam Wilson, Misty Knight

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 @duckybarnes1917 - female - AO3: DuckyBarnes1917

Current number of Fleur de Louve fics: alleged wips

- Has also written for: Sam Wilson, Original female character

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@blackstarising - female - AO3: blackstarising

Current number of Fleur de Louve fics: 1 fics

- Has also written for: Sam Wilson, AJ Wilson, Cass Wilson

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@hauntedelation - female - AO3: hauntedelation

Current number of Fleur de Louve fics: 1 fics

- Has also written for: Sam Wilson, Original female characters, Black self insert

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@w00wzerz - female - AO3: WOWJAY

Current number of Fleur de Louve fics: 2 fics

- Has also written for: Starfire/Dick Greyson (Dickkory) (from Titans), All Rise, Lola Carmichael, Lola Carmichael/Mark Callan, Lola Carmichael/Robin Taylor

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@wakandacoconutoil - female - AO3: wakandacoconutoil

Current number of Fleur de Louve fics: 1 fics

- Has also written for: Mel Medarda, Mel/Jayce, Shuri, Black Panther, Arcane: League of Legends

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[itsstillsweetiebythealtar]

New Patreon Post!!

Slavery in South Carolina and European Immigrants Shifting Views Towards Slavery

This post is by far my longest post on Patreon, is a refurbished version of a paper I did during a capstone class for my anthropology program. I would love for any of you interested in the role of non-English slave owners within the American south to give it a read. ❤️❤️❤️

[yourluckieday]

Hi, okay so please please no one take this offensively, but I'm trying to use more inclusive language when I write drabbles, or just blurbs or whatever you want to call them. I'm melanin deficient, like no longer can classify as white, I'm pretty much see through at this point, and because of that, I don't have perspective on what a black womans body is like. I have straight hair, pale skin, green eyes, I'm like a basic bitch with a cool name. Anyways, what I'm asking is, I know darker skin tones dont blush, can I use the term flustered? LIke flustered is a feeling, and you can tell when someone get's flustered right, it''s not just a blushing red thing? And I know that you can't run your fingers through everyones hair, but you can tangle your fingers in their hair right? I know I could just google this all, but I like hearing from people directly. I like learning things from actual people. I feel like there is a disconnect when somene asks a question and then the reply is "google is free", yeah I know that, but how am I supposed to know if I'm asking the right questions? And I know black readers, and black writers don't owe me anything, this is just coming from a place of respect, and honesty. Anyways, any help would be appreciated, I don't post alot of my writings on here, but when I do post I'd like to be more inclusive. Okay, thank you, have a beautiful day!

[softbinary]

Support Black Artists

[hesjustlines]

PNG Main Trio

Presenting Lian, Evan, and Citra!!!

Artwork was done by @calicoture, she did an absolutely stunning job <3

[mauvecherie-writes]

Happy Birthday to ME!

26 ❤️‍🔥 I’m claiming this year as mine!!!

I don’t really have much to say either than that I love my life, I love my readers and im pretty as fuck!

If you want to leave a treat for your favourite writer 🫶🏾

[mamasturn]

forever yours.

pairing: ep (2022) x black!fem!oc (unnamed, no vivid descriptions)

content: he wants to know if he is hers and and if she is is.

warning: none.

note: literally thought i wasn't going to write. i'll always write lol. it's just going to be at a slower pace. anyway this was my older writing style and im trying to get back into it, so excuse if it's not all that great! please reblog and like <3

“Why should I accept your advances, Mr. Presley?”

He could’ve laughed at her question. A chortle of disbelief, a chuckle of shock, a howl of confusion. He pressed his lips together in a thin line as his mind turned like train-wheels, rapid and consistent. 

It would’ve embarrassed her, the answer he would’ve provided. He could already picture her eyebrows reaching her forehead and the deep frown lines that would etch into her skin. Her jaw would fall slack and her lips would form a perfectly shaped “O” as a gasp of horror crept from her throat. He’d look at her unbothered, just as unbothered as she took him to be at the moment. 

He only wished she’d shield her mind opinions from the outside influences that didn’t matter. No, they didn’t matter at all. The outside world had no clue what they’d gone through, what he wanted to go through with her. 

He slipped into a state of reminiscence. To the first time he took her as his own. The way she clung to him like a child, singing his praises as he loved her into oblivion. How she whimpered sweet nothings into his ear and encouraged him to keep making her feel good. How they exchanged I love you’s when their tango of love ended, and stared at each other like lovesick teenagers until sleep clouded their sight. 

He wanted more experiences with her. To take her to a beach where she’d run while and collect seashells while digging her feet into the sand. To move her into his home and make it theirs. To put not one, but two rings on her finger so they’d share a last name and a legacy. It all could’ve been possible, if she just said yes. If she pushed her ego to the side, if she trampled fear into submission to her authority and simply said yes to the possibility of something beautiful. He’d be the handyman of it all. She just had to be willing to receive. 

She awaited his answer. Her patience began to wear thinner than the pins that held her outfit together. “Are you gonna give me an answer?” 

He nodded slowly and took a step toward her. Her hand shot up and took rest against his chest. Her fingers clutched his black lace shirt and her nails were caught between the stitches, gazing his hot skin with every breath he took. 

“Because,” he began. He dropped his head and let his lips ghost over the shell of her ear. She shuddered. His free hand cupped her back to keep her upright against him. With each swipe of his lips against her ear, she broke down. Clenched fists, soft mewls, and fluttered eyelids. It was impossible to resist him—she knew it, yet kept trying it. “I am the only man whose put in the effort to even make advances toward you. But if you don’ want me, I won’ force you to have me.” 

“Baby…” she whispered lowly. One by one the walls of her fortress fell at his feet.

“So I’ll ask you again,” he started. His left hand caressed her body in ways only he knew she enjoyed. Down her back, across her bottom, and resting along her hip. “Are you gon’ be mine for real or am I gon’ have to step back?” Actions followed his words. He began to peel away from her however he didn’t make it more than an inch before he was thrust back against her. A smirk crept onto his full lips. 

She tilted her head to meet his lips. Their mouths danced together with uncoordinated choreography. Organised chaos, if one could describe it. She clutched onto his white jacket like she never wanted him to go, like she’d be terrified if he tried. Her lips parted and she spoke into his mouth, “I’ll always be yours.”

[cardierreh15]

As a black creator/writer/artist, I think it’s wack as fuck not to reblog other black artists/writers/creators work

[djmunden]

Six more days guys and we are about 950 short. I have some family members that are coming in but I don’t wanna put too much stress on them. Please help if you can! Support your black author! Sorry for the begging, but I want this so bad and I’m so close. 

[njfoxwrites]

I’ve missed this feeling of pages between my fingers

Mouthing words like prayers as I embed the ideas

In my brain

I’m surrounded by books

Each a door to a new experience I have yet to explore

I breath in with anticipation to the lessons I’ll learn

I’ve missed this

Finding my anchor between glue and paper 

The world could be on fire

But I find escape

Through new worlds

Yet to be discovered by me

[tchallasbabymama]

Alright y’all, I’ve been doing some thinking…

As Troubled Waters comes to a close, I've started mapping out my next steps. I’ll definitely need more time to focus on my non-fanfic writing because ya girl is trying to make that her main source of income in the next few years. That being said, I ain’t stopping, just slowing down. Writing Troubled Waters has taken up a lot of my time, and even though I truly wouldn’t have it any other way, I doubt I’ll be writing a long series like this again any time soon (for free lol.)

But, that’s not to say I’m gonna stop writing fanfic!

Like I said, I ain’t going nowhere!

Today, I ended up stumbling into two really good ideas for shorter stories, so here’s what the next few months are gonna look like:

I still owe y’all the oneshots you requested last summer. I haven’t forgotten; I just haven’t had the time and/or the inspiration because all my creative juices have been flowing to Troubled Waters and my novella that I’m self-publishing.

That being said, after TW ends, I’m gonna take a little break sort of like I did in the middle of the series. Not sure how long the break will be, or (knowing me) if it’ll really be a true break or not…

But, when I come back, here’s what you can look forward to (let me know if you want to be tagged in any of these):

The Nakia x Okoye oneshot that I’ve been working on for ages.

Still unnamed Ménage à Trois sequel. It’ll probably only be about 5 chapters, but big tings are coming for our favorite throuple!

A little something I’m currently calling “How Ramonda Got Her Groove Back” inspired by a convo I literally just had with @impremenior and @griot-of-wakanda . They really got my wheels turning and the inspiration just poured in, so that’s definitely gonna be coming soon. Not sure how long it’ll be, but at the very least we’re looking at a 3 part story.

A story set in the Troubled Waters universe focusing on Amita and M'Baku's relationship.

A story following Shuri from the “All For Us” universe where she goes to the University of Lagos. Not sure of the plot on this one yet, but I know I want to see what our favorite princess is up to.

Star-Lord T’Challa oneshot that I’ve also been working on for ages.

Killmonger gangbang fic that someone requested like a year ago.

Just felt like sharing my thought process with y'all!

Love always,

Cece

[fubureaders]

I saw your requests post so... could you write a jatp fanfiction where Flynn and Julie have to solve Carrie's murder? Nick and Carrie fought very aggressively at a party and Julie, Flynn, and the phantoms (which are still ghosts but can transfer into human form if they want to) find her dead the next day. She can die however you like. It would be cool if ir ended with "turns out we have a murder to solve."

so because i only really do fanfics x black!fem!reader and in generally x poc or woc!reader, i'm not quite sure how to handle this one. i think i can spin it, and i'll get back to you, but if there's perhaps another writer on tumblr who sees this and wants to run with this idea, it sounds like a good one so have fun!