#writing by me

[longlostlesbian]

accepting that love isn’t purely romantic is so difficult. but it’s true. love is everything and everywhere. its your friends. its the soft embrace of a warm spring breeze. it’s picking up a new hobby. it’s the sea spray during summer. it’s the small corner store you went to as a child. it’s everything. the world is built on love.

[words-ig]

god is this love?

god is this self hate?

loving someone who has no intention of loving you back.

is this me using the blood my heart is bleeding and trying to paint a pretty picture of us?

can there be a pretty picture of us?

can there be a pretty picture with me in it?

[i-wrotethisforme]

One day there will be a man in your life that you'll wish you never met. Then five years later something will happen- like he'll post that his company is hiring for your dream role- and you'll realize why you were supposed to meet him. People come into our lives for all different reasons. Sometimes different reasons than we expect. And just because they didn't play the role in our life that we wanted them to, it doesn't mean there isn't room for them somewhere else.

[elysianmuses]

“Maybe in a perfect world. But the world wasn’t perfect it was cruel. And maybe that’s why he left; someone so perfect can’t survive in a cruel world.”

- my novel

[star-crypts]

cw/tw - port mafia dazai (15-16) internal monologue, violent thoughts/imagery, suicidal ideation, hints to self harm/cutting, depressive themes, grotesque descriptions of harming others, mori is mentioned but only addressed as “the doctor” (bsd/dazai typical maybe?)

author’s note — i wrote this about a year ago when i was pondering on getting back into writing. i have a lot to improve on, but i hope to try posting my blurbs online once more as i had used to back in 2021 on another site. thank you for tagging along if you find this interesting! my idea when i had wrote this was how i imagined dazai’s thoughts when he was younger and much much more depressed. he lived a very violent youth, to assume he wouldn’t have violent thoughts would be unrealistic, so i wanted to lean into that a little. (also i’m fairly new to using tumblr so please be gracious)

filth.

filth clung to him more than anything else had in his life. it clung to his shoulders when he draped the black wings of his coat over them, making him assume the similar appearance of a raven. it clung to his arms when they’re stinging like nettles and aching for days on end. it clung to his bandages wound so tightly around his skin he felt like he was going to suffocate. “but don’t take them off.” the voice urged, dripped with malice and the smell of rot in his hot breath. “i don’t want to see you in your sorry state” a doctor that wove his words into the young demon prodigy’s head like stitches over a bleeding gash. toxins that will never fan out even if he were to crack his head repeatedly against the concrete stairs that led to the train station that he was planning to kill himself on. “soon.” he’d utter to himself. “soon. or maybe now.”

everytime he walked to the train station to board for a new mission he would linger at the steps. and then he would linger at the tracks as he awaited the sounds of the clacking. he’d stare down for an eternity right at the edge.

at the edge of the precipice.

i wish i could just shove that doctor down it and watch him scream and plead. i’d watch it with such pleasure. i’d not regret a single thing. i want to see his head rolling and his face contorting with the clacks of the train til there’s blood spewing onto this filthy inhumane body of mine. my body feels as if it were filled with restless maggots that want to break free of the confines of my veins. squirming maggots. i will never be clean. and i may just want it that way. i want to be full of this endless squirming til the very end as i watch his body and face become unrecognizable.

i want to kill myself right after.

out of spite.

the train came fast and loud in front of him, grounding him back into the reality of this dull train station. he stepped inside as if he wasn’t just fantasizing of his superior’s head being ripped from his shoulders by the force of the train rolling across the tracks like a limp ragdoll.

[polaroid-petals]

For Science — Chapter 1: A Thrilling Discovery

My first Omori fanfic is up! It's a silly little fic to find out how to write these characters, but I'm having tons of fun with it ✨

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Summary:

Sunny discovers a new layer to his fascination with people’s hearts when during one of his calming sessions of listening to Basil’s pulse, he gets the idea to see how his best friend’s heart rate reacts when he kisses him. This new passion leads him down the road any aspiring biologist would take as he sets out to research his friends’ internal organs, and how said organs react when their owners get kissed.

All for science, of course.

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Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M, Gen, M/M

Fandom: OMORI (Video Game)

Relationships: Basil/Sunny (OMORI) — Hero/Mari (OMORI) — Aubrey & Basil & Hero & Kel & Mari & Sunny (OMORI)

Characters: Sunny (OMORI) — Basil (OMORI) — Aubrey (OMORI) — Kel (OMORI) — Hero (OMORI) — Mari (OMORI)

Additional Tags: Slice of Life — Kissing — Platonic Kisses — Fluff — Crushes — Puppy Love — Medical Experimentation — Heartbeats — Biology — Science — Autistic Sunny (OMORI) — Selectively Mute Sunny (OMORI) — Nonverbal Communication— Coping Mechanisms — Phobias — Canon Divergence — Mari Lives (OMORI)

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Read the first chapter here!

[darkphoenixlady]

Chapters: 6/? Fandom: Parahumans Series - Wildbow, Xainxia Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Taylor Hebert | Skitter | Weaver, Original Characters Additional Tags: reverse isekai Summary:

Taylor Hebert should have been a statistic, as she fell through a portal to a world dominated by the cultivation arts and the sects that practice them. Instead, she survived, and then learned to thrive in this new world. An incomprehensible amount of time later, she returns to the world she landed on and uses the whole solar system as a cultivation resource to advance to the next stage of her cultivation. There, in the stillness of the void, she finds the portal she fell through.

[icannotevenhhh]

Hi oots tumblr!!! If you’re interested, you can check out the fic I just posted :-)

It’s ~3.6k words of unrequited Belvaar silliness set right before the Battle of Azure City! Mostly an exercise in characterization/writing in-character, so constructive criticism is much appreciated :-D

(I have another fic centering around Vaarsuvius that you can also read here if you’re interested!)

[fox-in-the-library]

And lo, there was fic. This is the first piece of fic I've written since 2020, and my working title was, literally, 'what even is this', to wit:

I blame the plot-bunnies. No proofing, no editing, we die like the over-caffeinated mashing together two very niche fandoms at 1 am on a weeknight and hitting 'post'.

[space-wedding]

RFA AND CLASSICAL MUSIC

I’m assigning a classical music piece to the characters, with the reason as to why I think it fits them! Because I love both, Mystic Messenger AND classical music!! haha!

Also bare with me, the names of the pieces are quite a mouth full lmao! I really do recommend looking them up! I do kind of hope I can get more people hyped on classical music with this~  ヾ(*ゝω・*)ﾉ (all the pieces will be linked!)

CAREFUL: SPOILERS AHEAD!

Characters: Saeyoung Choi Saeran Choi Jumin Han Zen / Hyun Ryu Yoosung Kim Jaehee Kang V / Jihyun Kim

Saeyoung Choi / 707

Okay. This one is a bit complicated and I actually have two pieces in mind for him. One reflecting his playfulness and one reflecting his sadness. Saeyoung has gone through so, so much in his life. He tries to hide it all away behind a mask. On the outside he is playful, fun, a jester. Yet on the inside he is hurting, longing for just someone to reach out and take his hand. Someone who can accept him, with all of his baggage. And he has found that someone through you. Everyday he is greatful for you. He loves you so...

Mozart - Lacrimosa (specifically the version conducted by Bernstein)

For those of you who know anything about Mozart at all, you’ll know he was a jokster. Honestly in this day and age, he’d most definitely be making memes left and right. Sadly, towards the end of his life, he took a down spiral. Everyone left him, he lived in poverty, feeling alone. This is also the time when he fell ill and started writing his own requiem (mass for the dead/funeral music basically). In this piece, you can truly hear the hurt, fear, sadness... depression. Much like you can see Saeyoungs depression once you start to peel away the layers.

Mozart - Violin Concerto no 5 in A Major

This piece is so incredibly Mozart-esque, filled with arpeggios, fun runs, instruments calling out for each other and responding to each other. It’s light, it’s playful, it makes your heart melt like a warm spring morning.

Saeran Choi / Ray

Much like his twin, Saeran holds a deep sadness inside his heart. Even in the GE of his route. He has seen so much, gone through so much torture. From emotional manipulation to physical abuse, he has seen it all. He is starting to work through it, thanks to you and your support. You are his light that brings him life, he loves you more than anything in the whole world. but I do still think that an emotionally heavy piece fits him best, thus I assign him

Chopin - Nocturne Op. 48 No. 1

Once you start listening to this piece, it is clear what Chopin tried to tell us. This piano piece is absolutely beautiful, one that touches your heart deeply. It’s heavy, it’s sad, it’s cloudy. It’s... Saeran.

Jumin Han

He is a complicated man. One who’s not easy to understand. He barely knows how to control his emotions, so he doesn’t let them happen at all. Because once he does, it’s so overwhelming he can barely contain himself. That is until you come along. You, the person who was able to help him start untangling the threads in his head. You, the person who really understands him and sees below the surface of the rich, cold business man. You, the person he loves so, so much, more than words will ever be able to describe. Which is why I assign him

Tchaikovsky: Violin Concerto In D Major

God, I could gush about this concerto for hours on end. Tchaikovsky fell in love with a violinist named Kotek. Kotek had the idea that they write a violin concerto together, and so they did. And god... this concert is SO ROMANTIC, its boarding on cheesy. Every note perfectly placed, it’s exciting, longing, full of love! A love so comforting, it can not be described with words alone

Zen / Hyun Ryu

God this man is passionate! Passionate about everything he does. Once he sets his mind on something, he will put his whole being into it. His heart is full of emotions that are just waiting to get out! His chest nearly bursts open every time he even hears your voice, god he is in love with you. And thanks to you, he has found courage in opening himself up more. Thanks to you he became an even better version of himself.

Monti - Czardas

GOD this piece. It’s passionate, it’s sexy, it’s fast! Full of fire, waiting to embrace you. It makes you want to dance and spin around, preferably with a person you love. This is Zens beast breaking free. Haha

Yoosung Kim

I always see Yoosung as very delicate. He is still very young and still learning new things about himself, yet he already had to go through so much. He is so happy that he has finally found someone who understands him and he can confide in. Someone who doesn’t just see him as that cute, somewhat naive college boy, but someone who sees him as... him. The whole package, the cuteness, the manliness, the intelligence, his complicated feelings. You’re his first and also his last love and every day he will show you just how much he loves you.

Saint-Seans - Carnival Of The Animals, The Swan

This piece sounds like... the way Yoosung looks at you in the morning, when you wake up in his arms. Warm and soft like a sunday morning, yet somehwat somber. It’s comforting and truly fills my heart. Absolutely wonderful.

Jaehee Kang

At first, she seems like a somewhat robot-like business woman. But god, she is so much more. Once you get to know her and once she feels comfortable opening up to you, you can see who she truly is. She is so strong, passionate about the things she loves. Someone you can look up to, but also someone who will come to you for advice. You bring her comfort during the times she feels her deep routed anxiety come to the surface. You tell her to take a break, once you notice she’s starting to overwork herself again. She is truly thankful to have found someone like you in her life.

Debussy - Rêverie

This piece makes me feel like, waking up in the morning to the smell of freshly brewed coffee. As you make your way to the kitchen to find your girlfriend, still in her Pyjamas, waiting for you with the biggest smile. Is this a dream? It does kind of feel like one, so comforting.

V /  Jihyun Kim

It has been a while, since I have played his route and after ending, so forgive me if this may not be 100% accurate.

V holds a deep sadness within him, one he has trouble working through as he thinks other people are more important than his health. He has gone through so, so much and he is so glad he found someone like you. Someone who was able to forgive him even after he entrusted you with his secrets and his past actions. He is so glad that he has found someone who accepts him, who loves him for him, without trying to change him. He is so glad that he has found you.

Beethoven - Moonlight Sonata, 1st Movement

God, this piece always makes me emotional. I recommend listening to the whole thing, not just the first movement, as I feel like the progression really completes it. The first movement is slow, sad, depressing. Every single note is filled with emotion to the max. It’s just so freaking good, always helps me get out a good cry. It feels a lot like... missing an old friend or a past life.

[words-ig]

Your hands are the most comforting cage i’ve ever known

[angel0fbl00ming]

Spit out your blood

and your knocked loose teeth

wildchild.

Stand back up

now let’s break in those

canines.

The bones around your

neck strung along leather,

you earned those

wildchild.

Now stand back up and fight.

[single-use-ship-of-theseus]

Hi! I wrote a (small) fic. I can’t remember if I have any tww followers or mutuals here, but if I do, please enjoy! For @twwpress’s West Wing Wheel of Destiny Drabble Challenge, based off of the prompt “State of the Union.”

Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: Gen

Fandom: The West Wing

Character: Sam Seaborn

Words: 499

Summary: It was on the tomorrow side of today and Sam had been writing for hours, and the thing about outpouring words onto paper is that it makes it very easy to poor out random words into the open air, too, instead of putting the proper ones on paper.

[big-trouble-in-little-eldia]

Chrysalis (1351 words)

Summary: Hitch visits Annie in the catacombs of Stohess. 

A fill for hitchannie for the prompt “we can never be together” kiss.

Read it here

[elysianmuses]

“Forget thus the nature of men, for love makes fools of the hands it holds/ Think not the torment that comes from kissing the thorns/ For a rose is often scornful before it is adored.”

- the play i’m currently writing <3

[marbledmoonstone]

(Self Insert, somewhat of an AU?? Idk, made for fun.)

It had been like the world itself was reset... Ramone could remember the time the city was a revolutionary, technological advancement...

Now, it was as if the very planet itself had decided to destroy the city and the people with it, reverting back to a time before the flashy lights and electronic bill boards... An apocalyptic dystopia, of sorts... And those that were left were surviving quite well, surprisingly.

A wing beat startles the Limbless out of his thoughts of the past, and his gaze turns upwards to catch sight of... Something, flying overhead. It was much too large to be a regular bird, but it certainly wasn't like any other hybrid he's seen to date. Ramone cautiously sits up, grabbing the battered, patched up gun from its makeshift pouch, and began to look around for another potential sighting... Upon not finding anything, he slowly backed up into the den, holstering the gun...