Since I’ve reached 3,000 followers, instead of just having a follow forever I thought I might do something a little different.
For the past two months I’ve sent over 200 people I follow a message saying “Just a message to say I truly love your blog. Trying to show there can be kind messages without asking you to like and reblog one of my posts in return. Hope you have a nice day and keep up the great work.”
I have received the most heartfelt and kind messages back. I’ve been battling with anxiety this year and these replies always managed to put a smile on my face.
I truly encourage everyone to send selfless messages like these to tumblr accounts you love every now and again.
Here are the accounts I love and sent messages to (sorry if I sent this message more than once to you or if I’ve forgotten an account) And sorry for the extremely long post
I assume that you’ve read my stuff, so I’ll focus on works I haven’t written (otherwise I recommend reading my stories. There are a lot, and they’re well done, if I do say so myself). I also definitely recommend all the YumiKuri by Turbotail88 on FF if you haven’t read anything of hers yet. Now, to other stories that I’ve read and loved:
Two strangers find solace in one another as they are bound together through a series of rainy days. Modern AU. Yumikuri.Rated: M - English - Romance/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 8 - Words: 67,563 - Reviews: 40 - Favs: 52 - Follows: 58 - Updated: Mar 2 - Published: Dec 2, 2014 - [Ymir, Krista L.] Reiner B., Bertolt H.
Christa Renz had long hoped to be of some use to her kingdom, her king. She had worked diligently to this end for years, and was surprised when something seemed to come of it and she was summoned by King Reiss. She was not expecting to be asked to deliver a letter. She was not expecting to be asked to deliver a letter to the wolf queen of the north. She will expect what the letter says even less. Language: English Words: 183,819 Chapters: 16/16
It’s the year 1938. The civil unrests invade the German territory. It’s in one of those when Christa Renz is captured by the forces of the Third Reich and is taken away to Dachau, a concentration camp where she meets the only person who could keep her safe. [YmirxChrista AU]. [Translated from Spanish to English].Rated: T - English - Drama/Romance - Chapters: 19 - Words: 55,846 - Reviews: 62 - Favs: 51 - Follows: 78 - Updated: Mar 24 - Published: Jan 4, 2014 - [Ymir, Krista L.]
Two worlds are brought together by a fragile bridge of trust from an encounter at the County fair. Promises are made but only to haunt Krista and Ymir. Dark. Krista P.O.V-centric. AU Shoujo-Ai / Yuri YumikuriRated: M - English - Hurt/Comfort/Romance - Chapters: 12 - Words: 34,987 - Reviews: 36 - Favs: 19 - Follows: 28 - Updated: Mar 24 - Published:Sep 29, 2014 - [Ymir, Krista L.]
Historia hates having social anxiety, she hates school and she hates being in love with someone who will never notice her. Ymir is too popular for her own good but what will happen when these two opposites, who have never spoken, are paired up for a science project? [Ymir x Historia] [[Ymir x Annie][one sided]Rated: M - English - Romance - Chapters: 7 - Words: 16,377 - Reviews: 36 - Favs: 26 - Follows: 46 - Updated: Dec 2, 2014 - Published: Nov 15, 2014 - [Krista L., Ymir] Annie L., Mina C.
If Ymir had known how supremely life-changing letting the next door neighbor stay the night would be, she definitely would not have let Christa anywhere near her door. Now her cool leather jacket smells like some cheap Victoria’s Secret perfume, there are dirty shoe prints on her expensive couch, and Christa’s mom has been violently taken from their apartment across the hall.Rated: M - English - Romance/Adventure - Chapters: 6 - Words: 12,028 - Reviews: 37 - Favs: 51 - Follows: 99 - Updated: Oct 5, 2014 - Published:Dec 2, 2013 - [Krista L., Ymir] Erwin Smith, Levi
Christa throws a party that’s far too loud for her liking. Part two of a collection of Ymir shorts that I’m doing.Rated: K - English - Friendship - Chapters: 1 - Words: 287 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 2 - Published: Oct 4, 2014 - [Krista L., Ymir] Franz - Complete
In the water, she found a form floating and was, for the first time, shocked. She expected to find a fat man who failed to pay off debts or a dismembered prostitute who was just too disgusting, that was what those kind associated with, right? No, instead she found a teenage girl bobbing along the surface. Modern!AURated: M - English - Romance/Drama - Chapters: 16 - Words: 52,375 - Reviews: 51 - Favs: 49 - Follows: 71 - Updated: Jul 23, 2014 - Published: Apr 29, 2014 - [Krista L., Ymir] - Complete
Ymir hatches a devious and underhanded scheme to get her hands in the general vicinity of Krista’s undies. (Ymir/Krista, manga spoilers.)Rated: T - English - Humor - Chapters: 1 - Words: 105 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 7 - Follows: 2 - Published: May 5, 2014 - [Ymir, Krista L.] Annie L. - Complete
Krista is next in line to rule over the dragons, but she has to learn about her newfound people. She’s certainly up to the challenge, but can she handle it? Perhaps with a bit of help from Ymir. Told from Krista/Historia’s POV. Warning: Contains futa!Ymir.Rated: M - English - Adventure/Romance - Chapters: 2 - Words: 4,888 - Reviews: 10 - Favs: 25 - Follows: 46 - Updated: Apr 26, 2014 - Published:Apr 22, 2014 - [Krista L., Ymir]
Futa!Ymir is dominated by nymph!Historia after being stranded on an island. Slightly dark themes.Rated: M - English - Romance/Adventure - Chapters: 1 - Words: 1,796 - Reviews: 13 - Favs: 25 - Follows: 20 - Published: Mar 24, 2014 - [Ymir, Krista L.]
Historia can’t remember her own name or face, but she gets the gut feeling that the tan girl with the freckles and she were maybe once in love. Modern AU; Oneshot.Rated: K+ - English - Romance/Angst - Chapters: 1 - Words: 2,410 - Reviews: 11 - Favs: 20 - Follows: 8 - Published: Mar 21, 2014 - [Ymir, Krista L.] - Complete
A modern AU of Yumikuri; the couple sit down to watch a movie when Christa reminisces. (I’m horrible at summaries and this is a one-shot)Rated: T - English - Romance - Chapters: 1 - Words: 2,292 - Reviews: 6 - Favs: 13 - Follows: 5 - Published: Oct 30, 2013 - [Krista L., Ymir] - Complete
Hi! So I reached 1K a couple days ago and I want to thank you all for following me. It’s still weird for me to realise that 1000 actual human beings are following my lame blog so srsly thank you. I am a bit late with posting this though (sorry for being such a lazy asshole), but here it is anyway! Better late than never right? :)
angbang (ofc plain what else would you expect from me) first meeting? if not just fluff would be great
HI NICOLE. Angbang first meeting for you.
Melkor’s mind had been preoccupied as of late. He had developed the worrying habit of daydreaming; worse yet, he seemed to do it while he walked, and he found that his steps often carried him to places he would rather avoid. Such was the case on this particular night, when he shook himself from the depths of a reverie and found, to his disgust, that he had wandered into Aulë’s realm. His disdain for the smith was no great secret, and indeed Aulë returned the sentiment with zeal; there was no great love lost between the two of them. A meeting with the craftsman would be no pleasant thing, particularly now. The hour was late, so late that the lamps in the hall were all but extinguished, the perpetual ringing of hammers silenced until the morning, still some hours hence. No, it would not do to be seen here. He ran his hand along the smooth stone wall and prepared to depart.
The sudden, distinctive retort of metal striking metal shattered the stillness of the night, and the Vala started, pulled abruptly from the depths of his thoughts. He peered down the length of a hall wreathed in shadow and noticed a solitary light wavering at the farthest end. Intrigued, Melkor crept under the darkened eaves of Aulë’s domain, his footsteps masked by the steady tattoo of the hammer as it struck its mark. Veiled by the night, Melkor passed into the heart of the great forge hall, clinging to the shadows that danced from the flames.
A Maia was alone at the bench, his back turned to Melkor as he worked. Shadows caught the curve of muscle in the arm that swung the hammer, the flames throwing shimmering light onto the fiery hair knotted at the nape of his neck. A final resounding blow, and the Maia plunged his unseen project into a basin filled with water. A great hiss echoed around the walls, and steam billowed up from the scorched surface of the water. “Can I help you, my lord?” asked the Maia, low voice smooth as silk. His back was still turned to Melkor, his eyes focused on the task at hand.
For the second time that night, Melkor was startled. He had thought himself well-hidden by the dark and the din of the forge, and yet the Maia seemed unsurprised by his presence. Abandoning any pretense of secrecy, he stepped forth from the shadows, stalking a predatory circle around the bench. The Maia remained unmoved, hands grasping at an object as yet unseen, still submerged in the basin. Melkor felt himself stopping opposite the Maia, his feet and heart and breaths involuntarily ceasing as one as his eyes fell upon a fated sight.