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luvv4j4ybe11 · 4 months

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Felt the need to come have a wee chat to you in your inbox 🩷 wondered if you had any advice for me as I'm trying to start writing for the avatar fandom here and there? Ive already done a couple of pieces but 🤷 any advice would be greatly appreciated 🙏 also constructive criticism if you happen to take a look at what I've done (tho you absolutely do not have to ofccc) Ty babes have the loveliest day/night

I would say the best thing to do is read other people’s pieces so you have more info for your fic, and then just start writing! Just let everything flow together. And if you get stuck with something I’m always happy to help. Because when I posted my first fic I was anxious asfff but I asked my some of my mutuals to give me advice and proofread it and that’s exactly what they did! So I’m glad you reached out to me of all people like🥹 you’re the sweetest frl🩷🩷

Here are some more of my tips bc I didn’t say a lot in this ⬆️:

- when you read other people’s fics, make sure it’s the same topic as yours (so like smut,fluff, angst)

- try to avoid usin the word “said” or “says”, I usually will look up other words on safari or Pinterest bc they always help me out. But also it’s not the end of the world if you do use them, just don’t make it a habit ofc.

- make sure you put warnings, a summary(if you want), and translation(if you want), but warnings are the most important! Just to make sure people know wtf they ab to read😭

- in your fics make sure to talk about their tails and ears, bc i always do that since i like the visual it gives (especially if you’re writing a smutty story 😩)

- add periods and comas in the right places. And I know that seems obvious but I always forget to do it, even after I’ve proofread 3 times😭

- and adding to this ⬆️ when the character your writing for calls reader a pet name or vise versa, always put a coma before or after the pet name, depending on what your writing. So like: “what’s up, baby?” Or “mama, come here.”

- when you write dialogue, putting an action before the talking is what I like to do best. Idk why but it just flows better for me and I just like it. So for example:

“You brushed the two braids that hung infront of his face behind his ear. Catching his attention quickly as he looked at you with pretty amber eyes filled with confusion, brows furrowed together. “Come on, yawntu, I wanna show you something.” You purr before grabbing his hand and tugging him up, both of you racing to the forest together.”

- don’t forget capitals and punctuation! I do that a lot in my fics, that’s why proofreading is so important.

- adding to this ⬆️ tho, PROOFREADDD!! It’ll save you from embarrassment I promise 😭 I’ll always catch a word I spelled wrong or I’ll add something in or take something out and just fix my fic to my liking. But even if you don’t that’s fine!! People on this side of tumblr are always here to help with little mistakes made in your fics or they’ll just ignore it and fill it in mentally, bc we all know what you’re tryna say.

- also when you’re trying to focus on a character’s emotions, try to describe it with their speech and expressions. Example:

With expressions: “You threw your things down and sat on the bed with a huff. Brows knit tightly together and lips curled up in anger.”

With speech:“Leave me alone, *name*! I don’t wanna talk right now!” You shout at your mate, guilt slowly pooling into your stomach when you see his ears pin to his head, tail swaying behind him sadly. Causing your expression to soften as you walk over to him.”

- use italics,colors, and bold to make the story more interesting and dramatic. (A personal favorite of mine)

Example:

“He picks you up swiftly, saying a quick goodbye to his friends before storming to your shared hut. “You just love making me mad, don’t you, babygirl?” He growls, the anger radiating off of him making you stay silent. “Answer me.” He says sternly as he slaps your thigh. Hard. “Y..yes..” tone barely above a whisper, but it was loud enough for him to pick up on. Making a pleased smirk appear on his face before he opens the flaps to your hut.”

- the most important of all is to have fun!! Don’t overthink anythin and js let everything flow naturally. You got this baby<33

Here are some of the people whose fics I’ve read and learned from! I hope they help you out as much as they did for me🩷: @pandorxxx @pandorxxx @plooto @sweethoneycn @tiredmamaissy @teyamsatan @tallulah477 @tiyawnyana @teymars @hotdsworld @blue-slxt @neteyamssyulang @neteyamswillow @neteyamkink @neteyamsyawntu @atxxokirina @sulieykte @wheneclipsefalls @eyweveng @zafrinaxyz @inlovewithpandora @iseeyou-neteyam

I hope this helped you out! And my dms are open if you need any more help from me<33

#avatar #luvv4j4ybe11 #atwow #avatar the way of water #❣︎ꕥ𝒋𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔ꕥ❣︎#avatar 2 #avatar fanfiction #james cameron avatar #writing help #writing #new to writing #advice

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xxoolii · 7 months

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Could u do a Sub Foolish gamer x top gender neutral reader

Reader praises foolish and he whimpers and shi

no pressure to do it tho :)

quick drabble 🫶🏻

hi thank you for your request, i haven’t actually written gender neutral before so let me know how i went! :)

warning, finger sucking?, rutting, i think that’s it? let me know if i missed anything!!

MDNI, ageless accounts will be blocked!! if your under 18 do yourself a favour and leave

concupiscence

reader POV

foolish sat on the floor next to the bed as you sat in the edge, his head leaning softly against the plush warmth of your thigh, one of his hands rested on your calf as the other grabbed the flesh on your other thigh gently. his eyes looking up at you, glistening with lust.

it would be impossible for any sane person to not notice the way he looks at you, his eyes soft and full of nothing but lust and love. your heart beat picked up in your chest, just looking at the man before you. he wanted YOU, and that made you so proud.

“i am so proud of you baby”

you say softly, lost in the moment, almost forgetting the passionate moment you were previously entangled in. the hand that had began to slowly crawl up your thigh as if asking for permission to touch you further, stopped in it’s tracks. you took note before speaking again

“did you like that? do you like when i talk to you like that?”

he nodded slowly, eyes locked on yours. he was so pretty, you couldn’t help but reach your hand forward, finger tips resting on his lips. his look changed to one of curiosity, wondering your next move.

“open wide, pretty thing.”

without even a single thought his mouth is open and he’s sucking your fingers as soft moans escape his throat. the man is so lost in the moment that he roughly ruts his hips against your leg in a desperate attempt to gain some friction for his unbearable issue down below.

you too began to notice your growing arousal, you could play with him like this another time, now you just needed to fuck him, and forget about the rest of the world.

“bedroom, now.”

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so how’d i do? i’m very excited to get into writing! i can’t wait to let loose after exams are done 😊

#xxoolii #foolish smut #foolish gamers #foolish x reader #smut #dsmp #qsmp #artists on tumblr #writing #new to writing #new to this #x reader #foolish x reader smut

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dcbunny8081 · 26 days

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trying

Hi. I've been into fandom for over a decade now and I have just started to feel comfortable and confident to comment on amazingly talented author and artist work but I also just started to try to write my own. It's new and scary but if anyone has any tips, tricks, advice, or even has the time to maybe beta read so stuff that would be great,

Sincerely signed a 22 years old trying to make friends on the Internet

P.S. if it wasn't obvious for the fact I said 22 years old please child don't interact

#batman #jason todd #red hood #tim drake #red robin #jaytim #stray!tim #dick grayson #damian wayne #bruce wayne #cassandra cain #stephanie brown #new to writing #beta request #beta reader

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eldritch-flower · 10 months

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WRITEBLR

I have a serious issue with WIP hoarding? So I have a lot. But here's a couple of the main ones that you'll see on my blog:

"SMILE" - a horror/thriller crime novel (1st draft) M/M/F, NA tag: #wip : smile

Four main characters. Lots of unsolved trauma. One serial killer with a penchant for the occult and reincarnation. What could go wrong?

"The Waking" - a lovecraftian horror novelette (2nd draft) M/M, NA tag: #wip : the waking

A man wakes up in a room that he doesn't recognise. Strange shit happens. aka. Ground Hog's Day from Hell

"The Art of Deterioration" - an eldritch/detective-noir novel (1st draft) F/F, NA tag: #wip : taod

An ageing, miserable detective gets assigned to a case that's not as simple as it first appears. A bossy, arrogant women decides it's her duty to tag along. Too bad the cosmic horror doesn't want her around.

Zenith" - a supernatural fantasy novel (1st draft) M/M, NA tag: #wip : Zenith

Follows a bodyguard-coded mc after his charge goes missing & he gradually becomes convinced he's going insane. Heavily based on Celtic, English and Slavic folklore in an urban-fantasy setting where myths & monsters are all real and hidden under our very noses!

So... that's pretty much me! I'll be posting WIP intros soon, so look out for those. And, uh, please don't hesitate to chat or message about literally anything! I'm a nice person, I swear, and I'd really love to get to know some fellow writers on here <3 ALSO I AM ASK/TAG GAME FRIENDLY! In fact, I'd love if ya'll tagged me & asked stuff! Super fun

oooh, side note: my main blog is @scumpleforeskin, so if I follow you or reply through that... you know why!

#writeblr #creative writing #writeblr intro #writeblr introduction #new writeblr #writers of tumblr #writing community #writing #writer #writing blog #writers community #new to writing #new to writeblr #new writers on tumblr

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ellietalkstuff · 11 months

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From afar

(For @steddie-week Day 1: Pining)

He's walking down the hall like he does everyday.

But I know he won't even look my way.

The confidence in his stride, the smirk on his face

has me walking around in such a daze.

So regal, so strong

But don't get me wrong

I won't bow to any King

But damn wouldn't that be a thing

#steddieweek2023 #steddie week #stranger things #steddie #eddie munson #eddie pov #i have never participated or written anything for steddie #actually i havent written anything in years #like more than 10 years #crazy #all I good fun tho #new to writing #king steve #poetry #steddie poetry

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imaspaceoddity · 1 year

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Red

@jilymicrofics

Red was always a color that mattered to Lily and James.

It was the color of her hair. The scarlet of the house that brought them together. The color of their cheeks after their first kiss. Of gifted roses and the brick of their first flat. Their whole lives were painted in shades of red.

Here and now, sinking into the scarlet sofa in their living room, Lily thought of red, the passion, love, and depth of the color and that's why Lily, with out a doubt, simply had to paint their nursery room red.

Now this is an impulse decision, and very out of character for my dear Mrs. Potter but she was extremely pregnant and just wanted a red house. So with nothing more than that she went to her nearest Wilkes and bought a can of bright red paint. In a few hours she was done and just as she was pulling the tape off the walls she heard the arrival of her husband. She scrubbed wildly as the bit of red paint on her cheek as she waddled down the stairs to greet James.

He swooped in with kisses without even noticing the red paint still covering her overalls. As he pulled away he looked at her skeptically. "May I ask why you're covered in paint?"

She smiled sheepishly as she slowly took his hand and led him upstairs. "I just didn't think grey was the right color for the nursery?"

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this is my first time writing anything i put anywhere bc i thought these prompts would be a good way to get me writing. any tips or suggestions are encouraged!

#jily drabble #jily #microfic #james potter #lily evans #marauders era #new to writing #jily supremacy #jily fluff

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aplacetodoze · 1 year

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A Little Gift

Note: A fluffy one shot for Mando, just as he deserve.

Humming your favorite song, you put the pieces you've prepared together, cut the extra thread, wrap the material in the right way, you're halfway there...

"What are you doing?" comes a cold modulated voice behind you.

Frighted by his sudden appearance, your whole body jerked but your hand was quick to dispose of your work and back into your bag. You turn to face him and smile nervously, hiding the mess you've left with your body. "I was just- working on some of my em, broken tools, clothes, and stuff." He tilted his head, a rather cute motion for someone as deadly as him. "Well, if you need new tools and clothing you could just ask me." You shake your head, mortified. "NO, it's fine, I'll just fix it." you couldn't waste his credits just because of your stupid lie. He observe you for a while, and you were sure he was about to call out your lie, he simply gave you an "Alright." before walking away. You exhale rather loudly, you swear having a deadly Mandalorian jump scare you on daily basis will give you a heart attack one day. You turn toward your temporary work desk, which is just a few crates you see around the ship, and put them together, especially those unused ones (why does he keep so much random stuff on the ship but never use it?) You sigh and massage your sore neck for looking down half your day, it's quite peaceful lately, Mando's work and all the running are finally slowing down for once since rescuing the baby, and most of the bounty he takes in now is just steady income, nothing too dangerous. And you, as his mechanic and nurse, finally have the time to settle down. And you thought it would be nice to take this time to do something special for him. Maybe this would help melt his icy personality then you could openly take care of and love the true Mando you've been craving for. You're halfway through your work, better finish it off before Mando runs himself into trouble again. You sit back down on the not-so-comfortable floor and swear to yourself you'll force him to get a carpet. (or you'll make it yourself.) Unknowingly to you, an watchful eyes were trained on you the whole time.

Mando forced himself to tear his eyes away, you were clearly lying to him but it is your privacy that he has no right to pry. Though he was wondering why you would hide from him but he'll leave it to you. Mando went back to the cockpit to check the destination. He pull out a holo map to went through it again to make sure there was nothing dangerous on the planet that he didn't know of, but a three-finger tiny hand appear on his knee. He turned toward it and chuckled at the sight of the green child struggling to climb onto him. Mando picks him up and put him on his thigh, the child coo while looking up at him."You want to see this?" Mando gestures his hand toward the holo map, the child tilt his head and lets out a curious coo. Mando takes the map closer and shows it to him, "Alright, Udarvis, a water planet, peaceful with a popular civilization, I think you going to like it there." The child cooed again to reply and let out a happy noise when Mando open a beautiful photo of the planet. Mando chuckled before switching to another planet.

FINALLY! You have finished it, a brand new scarf made in a material that would change the temperature in different environments, and a new set of warm clothes for Mando, the haunting experience of the ice planet still burn you. Plus a new improved bag for the baby to rest in while going out. Now, you don't know if Mando will like your work, it's not something he counts as efficient or needed, but you believe it would help. Maybe you would change your gift into something more weaponry if he doesn't like it. But to be honest, you were more concerned about his health more than anything. Climbing up a ladder with a handful of stuff isn't very pleasant, but is a skill you need to master. Your joy washes over the struggle as soon as you reach the top, you recheck your gift once more, suddenly feeling nervous.

You step closer to Mando, and he tilts his head toward you when you're standing right behind him. You were about to speak up when something hit the crest, the whole ship shook as you lose balance and slam into the wall. "Dank Farrick!" you heard Mando curse， taking hold of the crest again. You stumble toward him and hold on to his pilot chair to keep yourself upright. "You're alright?" Mando asked as he check on the baby, you open your mouth to reply but you feel something drip down your cheek. Kniff you must have hit your head pretty badly, but it doesn't feel urgent. It might be just a scratch. You tumble backward a bit when Mando turns around, and you could hear his breath hitched as his eyes trained on the blood dripping down your face. You smile sheepily at him, "It's fine, Mando. It's just a scratch.“ You blink and he was in front of you, his helmet was inches away from your face. You feel a sudden heat rush toward your face, leaning back away from him on instinct but his hand stops you from moving further. His gloves hand brush over your hair to inspect your wound, you couldn't focus on anything other than how close Mando is, the pain is nothing compared to the way your heart was losing control. Mando leads back and lets out a sigh, "It's a surface wound but you still need bacta, come on." Mando takes hold of your wrist and gently guides you toward the seat. He did it so naturally like this is a normal interaction for the both of you but you can't help but linger on the way his hand fit so perfectly around your wrist. Mando left you on the seat and went down the deck to look for his med pack. You cling onto your gift waiting nervously for him to come back. Well, this isn't an ideal situation for your gift, but you suppose it helps you get his attention. Now you just need the courage.

Mando returns to you rather quickly and before you could form a word he kneels down to your eyes level. You watch him work in silence, heart skipping at his gentle touch. He'll stiff and hesitate to continue whenever you hiss and flinch away. Your heart melted by the time he finish, and your eyes flutter as he gently wiped the blood on your face away. You lead into his touch slightly, he tensed slightly but didn't comment on the action. You just wish he would treat himself just as tender as he does to you.

"It should heal in a few days." You open your eyes to watch him putting the med pack back together. Mando takes a step away and you dart out your arms to grad onto his wrist. “Wait!" He turns to you instantly, "Is something wrong?" the concern in his voice pulls at your heart-string, having you carving for more. "I have something for you!" you said cheerfully, giving him a big grin as if you didn't suffer a head injury. Mando picks it up wordlessly, inspecting the item intensely. "oh, the new scarf will change temperature due to the environment you're in to cooperate your body heat." He looks back at you, his silence is unsettling but you ignore it as best you can. “The clothes are more warm and comfortable, so they should help you on a cold planet and makes sleeping in your armor more comfortable." Mando put the scarf gently on his seat and palm the clothes even though he's wearing his glove. You wait until he put the clothes away with the scarf, leaving only the bag left. "That is for the baby! Now it's comfortable, and I've stuffed a little defense system in there too, so whenever a fight breaks off, a shield would appear and protect him." a happy squeak comes from the floor, and you look down to see the baby happily cooing at you. You giggle and pick him up, tickling him so you could hear his cute laugh. You hug the baby against you and look back at Mando.

Mando watches as you interact with the child, his clan happily together, safe. What you just did is too precious, the love he has carved for is being given right into his hands. He could feel the warmth in his chest bloom when you start explaining the meaning of every gift.

He has received a lot of 'gifts' in his past but never has someone gift him something made out of love. The gift is small but it fills the biggest hole he has in his heart. He watches as you smile sweetly at the child, and the smile stays when you turn to face him, taking his breath away. He slowly kneels down, putting his hands on your cheeks, "Mando?" He lean down and put his helmet against your forehead. He almost chuckled at the way your flutter, trying to jerk away. But he waits until you're calm enough to enjoy the moment. "Mando?" You repeat with a whisper, afraid to break the moment. "Din." "What?" "My name is Din." He watches your smile grow and his face under the helmet matches yours. "Din." he sighs contently, he will never get enough of your voice.

You lean closer to him, quietly asking the question you had in mind for a long while, "I love you, do you know that?" You heard Din inhale sharply, "Yes, I do. " He pauses and you wait patiently, knowing he's not used to being open about his emotion. "And I love you too, Cyar'ika." You smile again, this time with your heart full of love. "Good."

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/Misha_P/works

#the mandalorian #mandalorian x reader #din djarin #reader insert #din and grogu #one shot #mandalorian fluff #mandalorian fanfic #mando x reader #din djarin x reader #slight blood and injury #new to writing

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twistedlorae · 2 years

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Like 𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔎𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔢 said once- 𝖎𝖙𝖘 𝖔𝖐𝖆𝖞 𝖙𝖔 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒 𝖇𝖔𝖙𝖍, 𝖎 𝖉𝖎𝖉 ☽︎❤︎☾︎

☠︎︎ THE NEW HOUSEKEEPER ☠︎︎

Summary: After being being hired by Zacharia Salvatore, (y/n) began his journey as he worked for him and his family not knowing their dark bloody secrets that hid in the shadows of the boarding house, as he met the two handsome siblings Stefan salvatore and Damon Salvatore and finding out the dark truth behind their lives along with his own unknown family secrets.

Tags: 19+,BDSM, smut, blood, deaths, and just gay asf

Bitch ass writer aka me: Hey I've been sick asf with covid so I am still working on this story as soon. As it's ready I shall post the first chapter to this short story, you can read if you want?, this is very gay i cant express that enough also I suck at writing so there's that ......anyway coming soon

#Damon salvatore #tvd #stefan salvatore #tvd fanfiction #this is gay #tvdu #tvduedit #stefan salvatore imagine #damon salvatore x male reader #x male y/n #x male reader #new to writing

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beaconhillsbunny8081 · 26 days

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trying

Sincerely signed a 22 years old trying to make friends on the Internet

P.S. if it wasn't obvious for the fact I said 22 years old please child don't interact

#stiles x derek #stiles stilinski #derek hale #sterek #derek x stiles #teen wolf stiles #eli stilinski hale #fanfic #new to writing #this is me trying #beta request #beta reader

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mahg-stuff · 1 year

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𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙇𝙞𝙨𝙩

New to the writing scene but I’m currently trying to improve. Will be writing about Elvis Presley mostly. Some stories will be 18+ so minors dni! I hope I can write some admirable and thrilling stories for you lovely’s. ♡

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Fandom: Elvis Presley

୨ৎ Fics

𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝑫𝒐𝒍𝒍 (bd!elvis one-shot) 18+

- mood boards : one , two

𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑦 (bd!elvis one-shot) 18+

୨ৎ Drabbles

Sunup Hues (bd!elvis b-day drabble)

୨ৎ Requests

𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬’𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 (anon rqst w/ big daddy elvis) 18+

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( Asks are currently open btw, for questions/requests/suggestions/anything really. )

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the-passer-bys-tale · 1 year

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I apologize for any misinterpretation of Brok’s character. He just needed some sappy fluff and a cuddle. The ending is admittedly rushed, but I've been sitting on this one for far too long.

I'm happy to finally put something out after so long. This concept was a suggestion from grand-admiral-luna. Please let me know what you think and any criticisms you may have. I'm looking to learn and grow! :>

~The Passer-By

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The forest could not have been more enchanting. Grey, tumbling clouds roamed overhead, sprinkling- heaping snow down onto the tall trees. Your wind chimes released an alluring melody, harmonizing with the wind. The light from your frosted window that shone on the snow gave it a slight twinkle. It all would have been perfect- had you not hoped for a different day.

The day before shone with such a fierce sun that you had anticipated a fair hunt the next day. To your dismay, the snow never seemed to end.

That morning, you had been so excited to be exploring you hadn't thought to look outside. It wasn't until you tried to open your front door and found it frozen shut that you felt the chill in the air.

The day drifted past with little activity. You busied yourself with moderate housework and occasionally stocking the fire. It was around the time the cold air became more frigid that you found yourself low on firewood. This day would have been your day to restock.

Now hunkered by the fireplace in a collection of coverings, you could do little but hope for tomorrow. You’d nearly fallen asleep- and most likely would have had someone not come to visit.

The lulling music spun by the chimes was interrupted by a loud, reverberating thud. Your eyes were forced open by the sudden rush of adrenaline. The racket perused, and you turned to your door, confused, tired, and alert. Someone was knocking. It was more of a persistent banging than a cordial announcement.

Sighing, you gathered your many covers and hoisted yourself up from the cold, wooden floor. Shuffling slowly closer, your unexpected guest called out impatiently.

“Hello? Y/N, you in there?”

You paused for a moment. You recognized it immediately.

“Brok?” You inquired the voice, closing the distance between you and the door. You pressed your ear to it- though unnecessary. If it were Brok, you could hear him through a stone wall.

“Sur-fuckin-prise, now let me in, it's cold out here!”

“What are you doing here?” You tried the door but found it as unmoving as before.

“I thought I'd drop by, see an old friend. That a crime?”

“Well, no-”

“Then why won't you open the damn door!”

He was reasonably agitated. Even from within your home, you could tell how cold it was. Brok was never one for the colder climate, so you couldn't help but wonder what the occasion could have been. Just to “see an old friend” didn’t seem worth the trouble. Still, you couldn't let him freeze out there. “The door is frozen shut- has been since this morning. I can try and find a way to—”

“Don’t bother!” Came Brok’s voice. Clearer this time. Behind you.

You spun around and pressed your back against the door. Brok stood near your dining table, shivering like a leaf. He shook off the snow from his shoulders, soaking your floors. Fussing about the chill, he swept his fuzzy hat off his head and plopped it onto your table. “S’cold as Hel out there. You ain't heard me the first times I knocked?”

“I was sleeping.” You replied, relaxing your grip on your covers. “Or- I was trying to. You breaking my door down woke me up.”

“I didn't wanna be out there any longer than I hads to.” He had been occupying himself by brushing all the snow into your floor when he looked up at you. “What the fuck’r you doin’?” Brok couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of you; swaddled; like a newborn babe.

You shifted but smiled. “S’cold as Hel out there.” You echoed his words, edging away from the door to evade the cold air seeping through the cracks.

Brok gave you a toothy grin, looking around your humble home. He hummed in appreciation, “Ain’t too bad a house. But it ain't much warmer in here than it were out there.”

You looked to the fireplace, expecting a flame to be flickering in the mouth of the stone- but found the wood smoldering with little light. The fire had gone, leaving charred coals and ash in its wake. You sighed, shoulders slacking. “I’ve run out of firewood.”

The blue dwarf grunted in response, nodding. He offered some condolence, “I can go fetch ya some.”

“Don’t trouble yourself, friend.” You made your way back- to the fireplace, “I’ll make due.”

Pleased to feel a bit of warmth still radiating from the smoldering coals, you looked to Brok. “It's still a bit warm. Why not join me? Thaw out a little.” Brok was quick to take you up on your offer, hobbling over to you. “Don’t mind if I do.”

You sat with Brok for a few moments. It was quiet. Though not unpleasant, it was unusual, and you couldn't help but break it. “Why did you visit me?”

“Huh?”

“Surely, you wouldn't have come all this way just to sit in front of some ash with me.”

“Yeah, well, what if I did?”

“You could catch a cold with this kind of weather.”

Brok disregarded your trepidation, “Naahhh! I don't get sick. I’s tough, I can handle a bit a’ snow. Been in Midgard so long I've up and acclimated to it.”

“Even still, don't you have better things to do? You are the best blacksmith in Midgard, are you not?”

“Best blacksmith in all of the nine realms, more like it!” He boasted, grinning at his accomplishments. The smile faltered a bit at your still questioning expression. “Just needed a break, is all.”

“Your brother driving you up a tree?”

Brok smiled warmly this time. “Yeah.”

The silence returned, settling over the both of you in a fuzzy blanket. With the notion, you glanced over to the dwarf, holding back his shivers and clutching his hands.

“You must be cold.” Before he could object or come up with a snarky remark, you unfurled your cacoon and stretched out; wing-like warmth ready to welcome him in. “Come on in!”

“Wh-t—? No, no. I'm good.”

“You know you want to.”

“You’d better hurry; you're turning blue!”

“Shut up!” He cackled, leaning back in resistance. His face flushed and his smile beamed, betraying his protest.

You took the step to bridge the gap between the two of you. Lunging over, you enveloped him in a tight embrace. You wiggled a bit at the cold feel of the metal and leather decoration on his garm but didn't release. His laughter only escalated- limply fumbling about the blankets and leaving chilled streaks along your skin. He didn't make a move to push you away but didn't return the warm hug.

“You little shit!” He wheezed.

“Give in!”

“Ain't no way- I’m not that cold!”

“You would lie to your old friend?”

“I think I's startin’ to understand how Sindri feels.”

“Wha—? Are you saying I'm dirty?”

Brok laughed instead of answering, a hearty sort that had his head flying back. You pushed yourself up and down onto him, tackling him to the ground. Your grip was tighter than ever, your laughs soon joining into the hoarse chuckles of the dwarf you'd imprisoned. “How dare you!”

Soon, your joined spurts of delight would die down- and the silence would reign supreme over your humble cabin. Yet, still, it only served to warm you both as it lingered on into the day. Brok could not deny the warmth you shed, trapped between him and the blankets. He melted into the embrace, returning it in his fashion of wrapping an arm around your figure. Though- he would surely hunt you down if you were to shed a word of it.

He was already unconscious, however. His snores cheer on the howling winds and the gallop of your heart. You'd decide to keep the knowledge for the time being if it meant this could survive a moment longer. The chimes spun their melodic cry, honeying both of your ears. Now warm and more content with your day, you resumed the sleep Brok once stole from you.

#brok x reader #brok #god of war fanfiction #fluff fanfic #please give me your thoughts #constructive critism welcome #new to writing

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beomitos · 4 months

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HIII i'm Mei, I use she/her pronouns and i'm 21 years old. English isn't my first language so please bare with me. ❤︎₊ ⊹

I'm new to writing and overall tumblr itself. I'm grateful for any tips I can get and ways to improve because my writing is still far from being the best, and there's much I can still learn.

I will mainly post NSFW content of txt so minors and ageless users please don't interact. I will do check ups every now and then and if the previous mentioned dni criteria was to be broken, I will block you with no warning.

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xxoolii · 7 months

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my brain is doing that thing where it imagines BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP and then they BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEEEEPPPP until i can’t think, you get me or what??

#xxoolii #artists on tumblr #shinso smut #tamaki amajiki smut #hawks x reader smut #miguel o’hara smut #hiccup x reader smut #hikaru hitachiin x reader smut #overhaul x reader smut #sapnap smut #new to this #please be nice #new to writing #i’m scared #smut #fanfom #fanfic #foolish x reader smut

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xxnami-ismentallyill · 10 months

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Ex Enemy Character x Power Bottom Male Reader

WORK IN PROGRESS! WIP! (Ex enemy is not like ex boyfriend but like you used to be enemy’s and now you’re not, My grammar is ass, i’ll read it after i’m done and i’ll put correct grammar, im pretty sure it’s called proofread but i’m bad at english, if i’m not to lazy to do it 😭)

He could have sworn, over and over again just 2 years ago that he hated you so much that if he could he would choke you to death (okay pop off I guess 😭) but now here he is on his knees doing anything and everything you ask of him at any time you want, you want him to kiss your feet? done, he would do it.

(not in a foot fetish way but more of, if you ask him to he would do it, but if your into that then you can interpret it as that 🤷)

you want him to kill someone? done ✔️ you want to tie him up and ride him until he passes out? or until he wakes up again? done ✔️ he would do anything for you and that’s how you and him got into this current situation with him.

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You The “Hero” have been married to the “villain” for about half a year now and it’s not like it’s really a secret because as soon and he gave up on being a villain for you then announced that you and him were together and at first a bunch of people were surprised and soon enough you and him were a popular couple and that led to people writing books on your relationship which eventually turned into erotic books, the only problem was that in the books, he always had the upper hand, but little did they even know..

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“N-Name” he says gripping onto your hips, only for you to swat his hands away. “No touching.” You said sternly and looked at him as you continued to ride him faster, he was so close to cumming for the 7th time, but every time he would get close, you would stop. he thought it wasn’t fair, but it was punishment for earlier, so to you, it was fair. “Nghh please, I’m… sorry..” he says but you just respond with a quick “no you aren’t, if you were, you wouldn’t have said that earlier.”

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FLASHBACK TO EARLIER :

“We’ve read some books that some fans of you all have published, and by what we know, he is the dominant one in the relationship, right name?” The interviewer says, and as you go to respond to that question he butts in and says “that’s correct, I’m the dominant one, name is REALLY submissive and practically does anything I ask” oh, now you were really mad, he had the audacity to say something like that? so without thinking you grab his hand harshly, pull him up from the seat, shoot the interviewer a quick “hey, can we continue this later, I’m tired and wanna head home for now” and without even hearing what the interviewer has to say, you drag him towards the exit while whispering “just wait until we get home.” and head towards the vehicle.

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FLASHBACK OVER, BACK TO CURRENTLY :

Work in progress

#power bottom #power bottom reader #male reader #ex enemy #new writers on tumblr #new to writing #tumblr fyp

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artist-of-words · 5 months

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"Let Him Live"

Based on a prompt: The hero begging the villain to kill him.

She glared at him as he kneeled before her. 'Not so much of a hero now, huh?' She thought in triumph, a sneer threatening to overtake her face. The hero was silent in his despair, eyes tearing up, lips pursed tightly as if to lock away his desperate pleas before they come tumbling out.

Twirling the dagger around her finger, she leaned down as she used the tip of it tilt his chin up to look at her, ignoring the blood that flowed down his neck. ‘We bleed the same after all.’ He twisted his head trying to hide his face from her, cutting his neck even more, drawing so much blood that it started to run down her arms, coating it like a bloody glove. The sight of it caused her to grin but it dropped abruptly when she caught a glimpse of his face; eyes glittering but no fear present in them, lips pursed but in a desperate attempt to fight a satisfied smile, even through the pain.

“You want to-”

“Please kill me before they arrive here!” The hero interrupted her, confirming her suspicions. He wanted to die. Was desperate to by the look on his face.

“No” She uttered, pulling away her dagger before it could do anymore damage. The hero looked crestfallen at her rejection, smile stiffening, shoulders slumping down as if all the weight of the world has been placed there. ‘It already is maybe that’s why-’

“Please, you have to kill me!” He yelled in anguish. “I can’t take it anymore. Death is all around me. Of the far too young children who didn’t even have a chance grow up, of the old who died not of illness but because I thought other people had more to live for. The good that followed me, hoping I might change the world for better only for me to make it far worse. The bad that died fighting me because they thought it was right.”

Voice cracking at the last word, he slumped down in a position that looked painful, his hands tied behind him with rope that bound him to his legs as he was kicked down to his knees. Bruises already forming along his body, the darkest one blooming across his nose.

‘Maybe I punched him so hard he lost his damn mind. Punching him again would fix it, right?’ It was an enticing thought but she willed it away before it could come to fruition. The hero sighed, and looked up at her like she was the solution to all his problems.

“I bring death to those around me, doesn’t matter who they are, good or bad, old or young, guilty or innocent. So, kill me before it’s too late, before even you die.” ‘Why did he say it like that, like he cared whether I died or not?’

“I can’t be the one who plays God, deciding who lives or dies.”

“So, why are you taking that same decision that now?” Her words pierced through him like an arrow, aimed right at his heart, he tensed up as though in pain, clutching at his chest as if to stop himself from bleeding out.

She glared at him disgusted, ‘Coward! Asking me to kill him because I’m a villain!? He wants to be known as a hero who died in dignity, fighting in a battle, while I’m going to be the villain who killed the world’s beloved hero. I should let him live to suffer more. If he's so eager to die, he can kill himself.’

“I’ll make sure you don’t die then; I’ll even give you a map of this place so you can avoid all the traps! Aren’t I the nicest villain ever?”

#stories by D #writing prompts #new to writing #writers on tumblr #how is it?#female villains #male hero #story prompts #desi writers #writeblr #beginner writer #fellow writers

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