Call me Six

I write, draw, roleplay, and cosplay. All creative trash, I know.

[aethilla]

This isss . . . one of my Hetalia-based OCs, Matteo Camilleri -- also known as the island nation of Malta. His skin tone and dark hair are common for the region, while his eye colour is a tribute to the beautiful greenery of the Maltese countryside. He’s a good person but because of French and Italian influence, he’s a flirtatious boyo. SHRUG

[aethilla]

Theme #03 | Company

Character: South Italy "Romano" / Lovino Vargas

He hated his job.

Lovino Vargas loathed the stiff fabric of his button down shirt and the chokehold of his tie. He detested the sweat that pooled around his collar and the uncomfortable pinch of his too-tight faux leather shoes, the toes polished until they sparkled. More than anything, he abhorred waking up early in the morning and fighting to tame the dark locks of his hair, eyes bruised from lack of sleep, stomach growling for sustenance, he having been too tired to eat dinner after a long night at the office.

Upon the top of his desk sat a paper cup, half-filled with cold coffee, long forgotten amid the hustle and bustle of his work. There were numbers to crunch, calculations to make, information that needed to be sorted and filed for his superiors.

Those bastards…

Fingers tightened around the neck of his pen, the tip bouncing off the page in agitation, leaving tiny smears of ink he couldn’t be bothered to pardon. No doubt she would claw him open, flay his skin with the sharp edge of brightly painted fingernails. Streaks upon important documentation were unprofessional, and Lovino knew well that she would treat him to a verbal lashing.

He couldn’t bring himself to care.

Loosening the tie around his neck, he leaned down to discreetly open the drawer of his desk, picked up his phone to scroll through the text messages. Most were from Antonio, the Spaniard constantly prying into business that was not his own, desperate to know if the Italian had taken his ‘maravillosa CEO’ to bed yet.

Yeah right…

Sending off a (rather rude) response, Lovino opened the pending messages from his brother, brow furrowing in annoyance when a flood of text spilled across the screen. Jaw clenched, he sifted through the countless communications, undeniably bored with the childish bouncing around of the topic. Huffing out a breath, he lifted his head to cast a discreet look around. No doubt they would fire him in an instant if he was caught slacking off.

His blood was quick to run cold at the sight of the well-dressed woman stood in the doorway of his cubicle, arms crossed beneath her breasts. Dropping his phone back into the drawer he slammed it shut, jolting back only to stumble forward once more. A strangled noise escaped his lips, the end of his tie having been caught in the drawer.

“Shouldn’t you be working, Mr. Vargas?”

Your voice sent shivers trailing down his spine, Lovino scowling in mingled annoyance and embarrassment, cheeks stained red. For several beats no one spoke, the air tense and charged, before at last you turned to strut back to your office, beckoning him to follow. Cold dread settled in the pit of his stomach, sweat prickling upon the nape of his neck. Even though you were the most attractive woman he'd ever seen, he couldn't help the groan that rumbled within his chest.

You weren’t a CEO of the company due to your kind-hearted nature, after all.

[sunriseinorbit]

This is an appreciation post for the fanfic authors who aren’t included on rec lists

For the fanfic authors who don’t get art of their fics

For the fanfic authors who can’t get to 1000/500/100 hits

For the fanfic authors who don’t get comments/reviews

For the fanfic authors who write for small fandoms

For the fanfic authors who write rarepairs or gen fics

For the fanfic authors who get hate for the ships/characters/fandoms they write

For the fanfic authors who write in English despite it not being their first language

For the fanfic authors who don’t write in English

For the fanfic authors who don’t think anyone reads or likes their work

For the fanfic authors who aren’t big name fans

For the fanfic authors who don’t get requests in their inboxes

For the fanfic authors who can’t write stories that are more than a thousand words

For the fanfic authors who only write one ship

For the fanfic authors who are just starting

For the fanfic authors who have been writing fic for years

For the fanfic authors who use fanfic to practice writing

For the fanfic authors who write self-insert fics

For the fanfic authors who write about their OCs

For the fanfic authors who write to vent or cope

For the fanfic authors who are just waiting for their big break

Keep creating, I love you ❤️

[thefanficfaerie]

Fanfiction Fight Club Rules

Welcome to Fanfiction Club!! Here are the rules. Based on this awesome post. by @tanzanitedepths. 

The First Rule to Fanfiction Club is You will not ask when a story is being updated. 

The Second Rule to Fanfiction Club is You will not ask when a story is being updated. 

3. If a story has a pairing, kink, or scenario you don’t like, DO NOT READ IT. Scroll past it, black list it. DO NOT SEND HATE because you can’t do one of those three things. 

4. If you like a story, reblog it, leave a comment, send a kudos. If you don’t want it on your main blog create a side blog. Or just leave a comment so that the writer knows you enjoyed it. 

5. Hiatuses will go on as long as they need to and you will politely say you will be here when they are ready to come back. 

6. Don’t ever tell a writer they are lazy for writing fanfiction. 

7. If this is your first time in fanfiction, please leave a comment. 

8. You will remember that writers are not zombies or slaves to your every whim. They are human beings with feelings and lives of their owns. 

9. You will not tell a writer what they can or can not have on their blog. It’s not your blog. They can put whatever they want on it cause guess what its theirs. 

10. You never compare writers to each other. Some like to write Smut. Some don’t. Some like AUs and some don’t. That is ok. 

Keep reading

[ouchthatwasgood]

Fanfiction is the literal embodiment of “if you want something done right, do it yourself”

[aethilla]

Rêverie - Shuichi x Kaede

"I'm sorry for being such a downer today, Shuichi..." she managed a weak chuckle, running one hand through the smooth tresses of her blonde hair.

His heart clenched within his chest at the words. Evident disappointment dripped from each syllable in spite of the chortle she had tacked on to the end, as though it were an after thought. Shuichi swallowed to clear his throat, first once, and then again, before he spoke, "you aren't a downer." Doubt flickered over her features, lingered in the depths of her not-quite violet eyes. "Kaede, I'm being serious. You aren't a downer," He wanted to say more. He wanted to tell her that spending time together made him feel alive, he wanted to open up his heart and soul and welcome her inside. But he didn't. He wasn't ready.

"You make me think about Rêverie," her voice snapped him from his thoughts. Confused, Shuichi's gaze darted back to meet Kaede's eyes, her lips curved up into a soft smile. "Whenever we're together, the work of Debussy comes to mind -- specifically, Rêverie. That piece reminds me of somewhere I've never been before... somewhere warm and welcoming... it's..."

"-soothing," he finished, his heart stuttering when her features broke into a brilliant grin.

"Yes," she agreed, "like being home."