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Imagine Sebastian getting you and Chris together. (Part 1)

A/N: This is a request from @cassiejade93, it’s kinda become a two parter. 🤗

“You gotta toss it up,” Sebastian directed, acting out a tossing action. “You’re not going to get it in if you throw it straight, you’re just going to blind me.” He said and you giggled, pegging a gummi bear straight at his face. “Ow,” he laughed, flinching when it got him in the cheek. “Up.” He told you and tilted his head back, opening his mouth to prepare himself for the catch.

“Up,” you nodded and copied what he demonstrated earlier. He had to dive back, but he managed to catch it. “We did it!” You threw your hands up excitedly, spilling the bag of Yupi Gummi Bears that you had in your hand. “Oops,” you giggled, picking them up off Sebastian’s couch to stuff them back into the bag.

“My God, you are an idiot.” He chuckled, getting off the couch to pick up those that had fallen on the floor of his trailer. You held out the packet for him to throw the bears back in, but he pushed it away and collected it in his hand instead. “Don’t be disgusting, Y/N. These have been on the floor.”

“If your floors aren’t clean enough to eat off, doesn’t that make you the disgusting one?” You retorted, provoking him enough to peg at gummi bear at you. “Ow!” You yelped then giggled, pegging a couple back; one bounced off his forehead, the other got caught in his hair. You snickered, but said nothing because you wanted to see how long it could stay there.

It was a game, though ongoing joke was a better description. It started with those ‘Hello, My Name Is _________’ stickers; you’d fill in the blank with something stupid and try and get it on the backs of unsuspecting victims. But over time, you’d moved on to getting small objects- such as gummi bears- in people’s hair. You and Sebastian started it, then recruited a few other members of the Infinity Cast war to join. Anthony was ridiculously good, as were Robert, Chris (Pratt), Tom (Holland), and surprisingly, Benedict. The best unsuspecting victims were Chris (Evans), Mark, Tom (Hiddleston), the stickers could last on their back all day if no one said anything. But usually someone would, especially if they were needed on set. Robert got in trouble once because of the game. He’d stuck one on Chris after he got into his Captain America suit and completely forgot about it. It wasn’t until the camera started rolling and Chris’ back was to the camera that Anthony and Joe noticed the sticker that said, “Hi, My Name Is Cool Ranch Dorito.” Everyone laughed, but a rule was made to keep the stickers away from cast members who were about to shoot.

“What?” Sebastian asked with narrowed eyes when he returned to his original spot on the couch. You were trying hard not to crack, but the sight of the orange gummi bear was too much for you. “What?” He laughed himself, patting his hair down because he could tell from your expression you’d put something in his hair. “Oh, haha. That’s real mature.” He pulled it out and you fell back, clutching your stomach from laughter. “Okay, breathe,” he chuckled. “It’s not even that funny.”

“It is when you’re sleep deprived,” you smiled at him, tugging the sleeves of your sweatshirt over your hands. “What time is it?” You yawned, resting your head on the cushion you had pressed up against the arm of the couch as you curled up on your side. “I feel like I haven’t slept in twenty-four hours, Seb.”

“Just sixteen,” he corrected.

“Ugh, God.” You groaned into the cushion and he laughed. “And I haven’t had any proper food all day. Hey,” you sat up, grinning excitedly. “Do you want to go get some dinner? I could really use some fuel, I’m pretty sure I’ve got another scene at nine.”

“I’m actually good,” he declined and you frowned. “I grabbed something earlier with Mackie,” he explained and earned a pout from you. “Why don’t you go look for Chris?” You knew from the look on his suggestive face he meant Chris Evans; the Chris you’d known the longest and were closest with. You weren’t close anymore. Not since he surprised you with his new relationship status, especially when you were so sure he felt the same way you did. “I don’t think he’s eaten and I think he just finished shooting his scene.”

“I’m not having dinner with Chris Evans.”

“Can you not pretend like you haven’t known him your entire life?”

“I can’t because I haven’t known him my entire life,” you countered. “And even if I did, I don’t want to. Why should I? He’s pretending like we don’t have feelings for each other, so why can I pretend like he’s just a co-worker?” Sebastian sighed. “It’s not like he cares anyway,” you muttered bitterly, “he’s too busy with his new girlfriend.”

“If he doesn’t care, he wouldn’t be constantly asking me about you.” He told you and you felt your heart skip a beat. “Y/N, he hates not talking to you. He hates that you’re spending more time with me than you are with him. He hates-”

“He hates not telling me the truth,” you finished for him. “Chris can’t admit that he likes me, Sebastian. Maybe I sound incredibly conceited, but I know he’s in-love with me. I know because- I am not an idiot. You’re not either, and neither is anyone else in the cast that’s why everyone was so surprised when he brought that girl to drinks. So no, I’m not going to pretend like I’m okay with just being friends because I’m not.”

“Then tell him that.”

“And be a home wrecker?” You scoffed. “No thanks. I don’t get involved with the involved, and I am done trying to get involved with Chris. If he’s so happy with Amber or Amy or- whatever her name is, then good for him. I hope he gets everything he dreams of with her and they live happily ever after. Despite everything,” you sighed with a heavy hearted smile, “I still want nothing but happiness for him. But that doesn’t mean I want to be there to watch it unfold,” you interrupted before Sebastian could say “he’s not going to be happy without his best friend;” he sighed. “I’m just too in-love with him to do that,” you admitted softly, fiddling with your sleeves. “I know I’m being selfish, but I can’t do it.”

“You’re not being selfish,” he assured you.

“Debatable,” you shrugged. “Will you take me to dinner now?”

“Yeah I’ll take you to dinner,” he smiled, getting up off the couch.

“You’re the best, Bas,” you grinned, jumping to your feet as well.

As soon as the footsteps started to approach the door Chris was standing in front of, his eyes widened and he squeezed himself into the small space between Sebastian’s and Anthony’s trailers. He didn’t want you to know that he’d heard everything you’d said to Sebastian, even if he didn’t mean for it to happen. He was coming to ask if Sebastian wanted to join him, Anthony, and Jeremy for drinks. He had no idea you’d be in there, he’d heard you were with Elizabeth. His heart wrench at your confession, and it continued to ache when he heard your voice exiting the trailer.

“Seb, do you think we can sneak a slice of pizza?”

“I think you need to stop being such a bad influence.”

Chris only emerged from the shadows after the two of you walk past, sighing as he watched you walk off with Sebastian. He couldn’t believe how stupid he was, how he’d been so blind. He was in-love with you too, he’d just been friends with you too long to realize what he was feeling was love. What was he doing? Why was he wasting his time with someone else when the girl he could easily marry and have kids with was right in front of him? He needed to fix it and he needed to fix it now, before you moved on with someone else. You weren’t going to be on a set full of married men and guys in relationships forever. If Chris didn’t get a move on, he was definitely going to lose you.

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Part 2

Selfless Love - part 9

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: A journey toward recovery and the story of a broken man falling in love with a woman.

Word Count: 429

Warnings: None - cheesy Bucky (y’all know me)

A/N: This part is so short, but it was kinda necessary. Now, let’s fluff this fic up

Selfless Love - Masterpage

Originally posted by thespoilerwitchblog

Bucky groaned as he searched his bag for his glove and came up empty. It had been designed by Bruce and Tony to resemble flesh. Crossing the bedroom, he yanked the top drawer out and spilled the contents onto the floor

“I can’t leave if I don’t have my glove,” Bucky complained, scratching his head. “I could have sworn I left it on the bed.”

He turned around and scanned the room. His shoulders dropped when he saw you sitting cross-legged on the bed, his precious glove in your lap. He sat next to you and threw it aside.

“Look at me,” he demanded.

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I Get To Love You - Sirius Black x Reader

  Request:  you should do a fluffy fic where you and Sirius are dating and have been for a good while and then one day someone says to the reader “ hey Mrs. Black” and the Sirius would grumpily say “ don’t call her that she’s too pure to be a black” and then reader like consoles him and says that she would love to be a black and some really fluffy shit happens.. thanks love just an idea:)) 

Well… My heart. And please, just please, for my heart’s sake… Sirius was never sent to Azkaban. Okay? Okay!
I wrote this while listening to this beautiful song!
Warnings: I don’t know people, I am crying. My English. 
Gifs are not mine/ Credits to their original owners.

   Being with Sirius was like an amazing ride. It had its downs sometimes but it had its ups all of the time. He may appear to be the bad-boy, the careless rebel, but really, he was a cinnamon roll. He was sensitive and caring, but crazy too. He loved to cuddle like it was a life or death matter. He was protective and he was trusting. He didn’t patronize you but he wouldn’t hesitate when someone was flirting with you- they weren’t really flirting with you but he was as jealous as it can get. He trusted you. It was them he didn’t trust. 
   You have been together about two years now. You were there when he had run away from his family. You were always there when he wanted to pretend he was okay but he wasn’t. You had seen him at his best and worst and you loved him deeply. More than you admitted, actually. You just didn’t want to scare him away with your feelings. But he knew. He knew, even if you didn’t say it. He understood it in all those little things you would do. It could be a simple question like “did you eat today?” if you were too busy to be with him during lunch or a really deep and profound conversation in the middle of the night because he couldn’t sleep or the way you kissed his forehead. You didn’t know but he knew. He knew it was your way of saying it every time you two had a fight- a silly one, really- and you were the one to reach back first. He felt awful because he hadn’t done the things he wanted. He hadn’t told you he loved you. You knew he needed his time. And you were willing to wait.
   You walked into their dorm with your pajamas on- a huge t-shirt of his and a pair of shorts-and your hair in a messy bun, ready to fall asleep in your boyfriends’ arms- as every night since the beginning of your last year. 
   You were greeted by a sleepy-but hyperactive, at the same time- James.
“Hello, Mrs. Black” he said yawning. You just shook your head and rolled your eyes.
“Hello, Mr. Prongs” you said mockingly.
   You failed to notice your boyfriend’s grimace, but you did notice that he snorted, something that left you quite puzzled. You brushed it off as you made your way towards him. He was resting his back on the headboard of his bed, his eyes were burning holes on the ceiling, his raven hair falling loosely around his beautiful face. You climbed on his bed and wrapped your arms around his upper body, reaching to kiss his cheek, tenderly. He always blushed. You leaned against the headboard as well and rested your head on his shoulder. 
“Goodnight! And guys, please, keep it low” James teased as he slipped under his bed sheets. You wanted to throw him a pillow. Or the whole bed.
“Yes, James. You want to lose your virginity to Evans and only Evans. We know, you are too innocent!” Sirius commented theatrically but there was a tone of annoyance. You silently laughed though, the vibrations of your body delivering the message to him. He held you closer to his body as he slid down, laying on the bed. Your head was resting on his chest. You could feel his warmth and his heart beating steadily. You fell asleep, without even realizing it. 

  You were woken up by something that didn’t seem to stop moving. You opened your eyes and saw Sirius tossing and turning. He hadn’t slept and you felt bad instantly. You brought your hand on his arm, turning his body towards you, his face a breath away from yours. You cupped his cheek, caressing his soft skin, silently asking him what was wrong. He leaned into the touch like he always did.
You locked eyes.
“What’s wrong, baby?” you asked softly and worryingly. You knew that sometimes he had too many things going on inside his mind and he wasn’t able to make them shut up. He looked away and your worry increased. He wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you as close as humanly possible to him. He moved his head, hiding his face in the crook of your neck. 
“I just don’t like it when they call you Mrs. Black. You are too pure for that” he confessed, his breath falling hot onto the sensitive skin of your neck.
  For a second you couldn’t respond. You really didn’t know what to say. You knew about his family better than anyone-including James. You understood why he didn’t like his last name but still.
  You brought his face in front of yours, gently but confidently.
“I know you don’t like your last name, babe. I know. But I love it. It’s you. I don’t care if there other hundred people with the same surname-whenever someone says ‘Black’ the only thing I can think of is your pretty face and magnetic soul. Not even the color! So, really, I don’t mind” you whispered. Two years now, you had come to love everything about him. Even the things he didn’t. Like his last name or the scar on his chest. 
   He was looking at you like you had said something he never expected. Was that the way people wanted to be looked at?
“I adore you” he breathed out softly. You froze for a second and then a huge grin was plastered on your mouth- and you didn’t even try to hide it. 
“About time” you teased but your voice was way too happy to actually mean it. He furrowed his eyebrows, thinking. That was always dangerous. 
“Hmm… Since you love my last name that much, why not take it?” he asked you.
  Your heart stopped. Like, really. It stopped. And then it started again beating twice, no, ten times faster than it normally did. 
“Sirius, what are you saying?” you stuttered out, breathlessly. His hands cupped your face-you knew he could feel your heart. Hell, even McGonagall could hear it.
   Your hands were shaking and you couldn’t exactly stop them from tugging his dark locks a bit. You knew that your eyes were wide open. 
“Marry me” he whispered with confidence. He was sure of what he wanted. You were almost crying. Almost? Scratch that. You felt your eyes tearing up. You wanted to-
  You hugged him even tighter and pressed your forehead against his. You closed your eyes.
“Yes” you husked and crashed your lips to his, feeling his smile. A million times yes. 
He kept you inside his arms. Home.

tags: @starsepot 

anonymous asked:

Hi! If you have time, do you have any fic recs? I don't mind WIPs but please nothing sad like death or illness type fic. I need happy right now with the way the show is at the moment, happy/hopeful please! Thank you, you're an amazing writer by the way, I've read all of your fics apart from one (deathfic... no thank you lol). :)

Happy fic nonnie here! Thank you! I don’t have to have just happy though, the good kind of angst is also well loved by me (just no death, illnesses or breakups jfc no breakups omg can’t nope nope nope). Angst is good, though. Like your ‘between lines’ fic! My favourite of yours, so so so angsty but never not hopeful and a happy ending. I love that one. :D


okay there’s a million honestly but i’ll give you the ones i think of straight away. also thanks for being lovely about my own fics, you’re a gem! 


Domestic Bliss ~ Family

it’s by @robronalways

honestly if you ever need cheering up go and give this read because it’s lovely daddy robron goodness.


Teach me

it’s by @escapingreality51@escapingreality51

this warmed my entire soul, so soft and well written and has such a family feel to it. i had the best time reading this honestly!!


Dales United

it’s by @wellyfullofale

this is a WIP and i cannot wait to see how it ends (but at the same time i don’t want to either) honestly tash is brilliant with the whole push/pull aspect of robron and it’s just so enticing. oh and aaron is a footballer so it’s just the best!


By your side

it’s by @snarfettelove / lovesnarf (snarfette)

it’s a bodyguard au that the whole fandom needed and it’s perfect. the best amount of angst and drama and happiness!

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Hypothetical question: It’s your best friend of 15 years wedding day and you just discovered that he/she has been having a year long affair on their fiancé. What’s even worse is the person they’ve been cheating with is on the guest list. Do you let their fiancé know or is this a case of my name is Bennet and I ain’t in it?

What’s your morality level looking like or is this something you don’t feel comfortable getting involved in? If you were the fiancé, what would you want your best friend to do?! Please feel free to chime in!

  • Aphmau: How have you been doing, Zane?
  • Zane's brain: whenever you're not around i feel like i can't breathe and every time you text back 'srry, hanging out with Aaron' i cry because i know i'll always be second best compared to him and everyone and i always feel like i'm a waste of a human being and you're just my friend out of pity and i never want to lose you but you're my best friend so i value your happiness over anything in the entire world and-
  • Zane: I'm doing just fine.

So…we need to talk…

I don’t really know how to start this because it’s been awhile for me, but please bear with me.

I guess I should start by saying, I’m back.

For those of you that didn’t know, I took a very long break due to personal reasons (I’ll explain further down if anyone is interested) and haven’t actually been on Tumblr for the past few weeks.

Everything that was being posted from my account was part of my queue.

I’m sorry to anyone who messaged me or reached out to me in my time of absence (I’ve been gone almost 3 weeks I think) but, rest assured, I’m back now and will be replying to every single message I received while I was gone.

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receptionist: ah, yes. there you are. i’ve just sent a message and a nurse will be through right away to take you to your room. i take it this man will be your birthing partner?

johnny: yeah.

emery: you will?

johnny: sure. i mean… if you want me to. i don’t want you to be alone in there. and i kinda don’t wanna sit in this dusty-ass waiting room for god-knows how long with no entertainment.

emery: .. thanks, johnny. 

receptionist: excellent. and what relation is he to you and the baby?

emery: no relation. best friend. 

receptionist: okay, no problem. ah, here’s your nurse now. 


- Are you flirting with me?

The way he looked at me couldn’t be interpreted in any other way, really.

He smiled.

- Maybe I am. Do you want me to stop?

- No, not at all. I’m just surprised, that’s all. You’ve made your best effort to just stay friendly.

- Yeah, well.

He shrugged.

- I haven’t made the best romantic decisions in the past.

He put his arms around me.

- But I think I’m ready to make one now. I really like you and you’re seriously the most fun person I’ve known in years, and I know I definitely like you as more than a friend…

He was blushing furiously now, which I found adorable.

- Hey, I like you too. A lot. And if I’d known it would take someone insulting me to get you to say these things to me, I would’ve found a way to make it happen sooner.

Jeremy: Really?

- Really. So, are you leaving now? Or do you want to stay over?

His next move made the answer clear.

crazy-fandom-girl1  asked:

So I know you're friends with a lot of writers so could you tag them in this, and this goes for you too. I just don't know who to tag but I wanted to say something special for all writers. Thank you to all the writers out there who work so hard. You guys are being creative in one of the best ways possible. Every single one of you inspire so many people every day with your writing.

Aw that’s so sweet!

@writing-obrien, @heyitskatrina, @ivars-pet @ivars-heathen-army @joeynihil @dumbass-stilinski @nogitsune-the @justfangstvdto

ONTM; For more nights to come

“Why are you more nervous than I am?” he laughed seeing you tried to push his hair back into place right after fussing about the lines in his already crisp shirt. He had made sure that his stylist had choose the best outfit for him that night, endlessly fussing her about this dinner. He may act indifferent on the outside but he was very jittery and had planned for this day since you told him about it.

“I don’t know. I’m just scared. It’s just been a while and I want her to like you.”

“Will she not like me?” he perked an eyebrow, standing in front of your mother’s house because you weren’t ready to unlock it.

“I don’t think so.” You answered. The frown framing your face made it seemed insincere. “Well-no. I mean you’re amazing and my mum’s great. She’s nice like she’s really nice. I have nothing to complain about her all through my life. Like the only bad thing she has ever done to me is most probably gave birth to my brother.” You sighed and with another groaned tried to move that one piece of strand of hair that fell awkwardly out of place in front of his forehead.

“Your hands are sweating.” He pointed out after taking hold of your hand, getting tired of you ruining his hairstyle. He had his stylist prepared him for tonight and he didn’t waste his time for hours doing his hair for you to ruin it with your jittery fingers.

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nightlyfears  asked:

mod, i really wish there was some way we could give back to you for being so amazing! have you ever heard of ko-fi? people can give $3 donations just once to support their favorite creators, so you could maybe do that? i just love your work so much, you're the absolute best. <3


I’m…Really touched? Like I never ever thought someone could want to do that for me because of my work so wow, thank you so much, you liking my work is honestly the best reward I could ask for.

As for what you asked well…I didn’t know about that but I just checked it out and I guess I could do it? I don’t know just thinking about make me feel as if I’m taking advantage of you and as if I’m being really self centered?

But huh…I don’t know, if you guys would be okay with it maybe I can do it, I really don’t know.

But what is sure is that your message, you telling me how much you like my blog, really made me smile like an idiot, so thank you really much !!

-mod lili)

anonymous asked:

ok well bassically when me and my ex girlfriend were together, she forced me to do things i didn't want to do, so now i have a hard time trusting females. i distanced myself from my best friend but i cant bring myself to tell her why. i really want to tell her but i dont know how, i was just wondering if you have any advice?

That’s so horrible to hear! I hope nothing like that happens to you again. I think it’s best to wait until you feel ready to tell your friend about what happened. When you feel ready, explain things to her but remember you don’t have to go into detail if it makes you uncomfortable. Just wait till you feel ready to tell her 🖤🖤

anonymous asked:

Hi dad! I need advice. So, I'm pretty much open about being Bi and all my friends know and their cool with it! But I'm not sure how to tell my parents. They've never stated their opinions on the LGBTQ+ community so I'm not sure how they feel about it all. They're pretty open minded people though and I doubt they'll take it in a bad way, but I just need some way to tell them. I really hope you can help me! I love you!

Hello. The thing is you know your parents best so I want you to think about, and fully trust your feelings here, how they might react. You cannot know for sure, but you can make a prediction based on your knowladge of them. If you feel safe talking to them, than nothing should keep you from doing that. If you fear they might treat you bad than please think about your safety first. You said they’re open minded. That’s a great start! When you talk to them find a time where they’re all not too busy and give you all the attention. Speak a neutral voice and tell them all you want and need to tell them. But make sure they really listen and are not distracted. Do not pressure yourself about it. You have all the time. My thoughts are with you

anonymous asked:

So my boyfriend just got me a promise ring since we're a little too young to get engaged and he promised he'd always love me but tomorrow I have to move away for college and I won't see him for over a year but he doesn't know I'm gonna try and visit him on his 18th birthday since it's close to his graduation as well and I planned to combine and celebrate the two and ahhhhh I love him so much and he is literally the best thing that ever happened to me. Sorry just wanted to gush :) -Sk

Promise rings are the sweetest! I know your love will persevere through the distance :) And that’s such a cute idea to surprise him on his birthday/combine it with his graduation! Ahh I’m so happy for you two and I adore the gush xoxo

anonymous asked:

I've been wanted to become more involved with the sonic fan community for a while... and I just don't know how! I really want to make a contribution but yeah... I just don't know...

My best advice would be to not overthink it too much?

You don’t even need to “contribute” anything other than your presence. Doing fanart or fic or analysis helps with visibility, yeah, but just engaging with people who like the same thing you do is all you really need to do to be a part of a fan community!

- Mod Omo

Certain things

Originally posted by buffyduh

Isabelle x reader

Request: An Isabelle x reader imagine based off the song Certain Things by James Arthur

Life with Isabelle was always a push and pull.

Thanks to your duties as a Shadowhunter there was always seemed to be something, or someone, trying to wedge a gap in your relationship.

But there was one thing you were certain of, you would fight for Isabelle no matter what.

Isabelle had been stressed out over training Max and she took it out on you without meaning to.

After another pointless short-tempered argument she cooled down and found you enjoying a meal alone in the back of the Jade Wolf.

You know’s there’s just something about you, it’s like an addiction,” she said leaning up against the wall that secluded your booth from the rest of the restaurant, “please let me explain.” 

Hit me with your best shot honey, I’ve got no reason to doubt you,” you responded taking a bite of your food. 

“Alec wants to send Max into the field and I’m not so sure he’s ready, I don’t think he’s old enough but Alec disagrees,’ she sighed taking a seat across from you.

“We were his age when we first went into the field, Alec and Jace too.”

“I know but we weren’t fighting someone like Valentine when we were his age. What if he gets seriously hurt… or worse.”

“Well, if you ask me, he has the best teacher around so if anyone can make him ready it’s you Izzy,” you told her.

She smiled faintly.

“Is this what’s been bothering you? Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” you asked her. 

“No one else seemed to be concerned, I thought maybe I was just overreacting,” she confessed.

“Overreacting? Isabelle, you’re his sister, it’s your job to be protective of him,” you told her.

“You always do know the right things to say to make me feel better,” she joked.

“Well there’s certain things I adore and there’s certain things that I ignore but I’m certain that I’m yours and that means it’s my job to keep you sane,” you laughed. 

She laughed too and then there was a moment of silence. 

“So… are we good?” she asked biting her lip.

“We’re good,” you said nodding your head.

“Great, because I’m starving after training with Max all day,” she said reaching over to get a bite of your food.

“I better go order more food then,” you smiled getting up to walk to the counter, but not without leaning down to kiss Isabelle first. 

“I’m certain that I’m yours too,” she breathed out after the kiss.

“I’m glad because I don’t share my food with just anybody,” you teased walking away.

when you cry to a person, they may not aid you. they might not even listen to you. they will do their best to comfort you, but they cannot understand what you want. that is love in a humanly capacity

when you cry to an ancient force, something beyond your earthly comprehension, you will feel their understanding surround you. you cry to hecate, you cry to isis, you know the arms of a celestial mother responsible for the very cradles of life as we know it.

just my two cents 

anonymous asked:

AO3 actually has a category for original works!..if I remember right. It may not be the best place for publicity but all your existing fans would be able to find it easily when (not if!) they want to find more of your works! You could also cross publish it on another website, I know there's one called mibba but that was probably more active in like mid 2000s... Or wattpad, like you said. But just suggestions! Keep up the amazing writing, I look forward to all the short snippets we get!

@ananeiah​ said: honestly, I love your writing, so if/when you post it, please share where so I can find it! 

AAAAAAAHHHHH thank you, anon-friend, friend, it seriously makes me so incredibly happy that you are interested in reading an original story of mine =D It is DEFINITELY a matter of “when” I post it—this has been something I’ve wanted to do for a long time now, so that’s why I’m so excited that people are interested!

I hadn’t heard of Mibba, so thanks, anon-friend! I did know Ao3 has an original fic section but I don’t think it’s widely used/explored. I also figured I’d post it under a different name, but I will definitely be constantly bringing it up here, so anyone who is interested will definitely be able to find it. I envision this happening within a couple months, which is why I am enthusiastically mentioning it now. Although there will of course still be plenty of fanfiction all throughout 😀💜

Thank you so, so much!! I have so much love for the world right now ❤️️💙💜💙❤️️

adenil-umano  asked:

hey, I just saw your comment on the discoursetrek post. I just wanted to say I think it was brave of you to share that and that I'm sorry you were put in a situation that made you so uncomfortable. just know that it's not your fault that they did those horrible things--in the end, they are responsible for their own actions. I really appreciate your writing and wish you all the best <3

Thank you.

I know the cruelty and things aren’t my fault. I can’t control the actions of others. But the fact that I chose to hide under my fear and not stand up for others who were wronged is pretty telling about me.

I’m nice to a fault. I give people the benefit of the doubt constantly. I assume, no matter the circumstances, that people aren’t purposefully trying to be cruel. In this situation, that’s not what was happening. It took me until now to see that because I was so enraptured in the “just try to maintain peace” bubble that I’d placed myself in. I did that in past friendships, which exploded into furious hatred and displacement for the simple fact that the little troubles in paradise weren’t addressed sooner. Peace, peace, peace. That’s what it’s always been about with me. And those ideals, though nice, are harmful when the problems aren’t taken care of.

I debated whether or not to post this publicly. Right now, I think publishing this is for the best. I want people to learn from my mistakes.

Peace is nice. But sometimes you have to burn bridges to get the peace that you really want and need.

Now this is the last thing I’m going to publicly say about this.