Céleste D. Ocean

i die if i don't write within twenty-four hours

[celestetheocean]

✨ Hello, hi, I'm Céleste D. Ocean, daughter of the Universe Herself and Frank Ocean (allegedly). I'm a queer Black woman who aspires to be a writer and who, in the meantime, would like to bring your imagination to life!

Céleste || she/her || queer || black || 24 || entp || 7w6 || aquarius

Writing and reading LGBTQIA+ fiction have been my passion forever!

Now, I want to write for others. My commissions are open for you to command your own custom queer stories.

💵 I charge 10$ (or 10€) for every 1.000 words.

💛 When you place an order, you truly allow me to live an easier life through my passion and I am genuinely grateful for that!

✔ I write:

fiction

fanfiction

LGBTQIA+ (solely)

any genre: romance, fantasy, historical, horror, ...

SFW

NSFW

light kinks*

❌ I do NOT write:

NSFW including minors

heavy kinks*

age regression/age-play

racial kinks

gore

harmeful stereotypes

rape

Please, send me a dm before placing an order on my ✨Ko-Fi✨

See you soon!

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* please dm me if you're unsure!

Be aware that I'm not greedy and I will NOT accept anything just for money. I have values as an afro-feminist, anti-racist, anti-capitalist, anti-imperialist queer woman, and I will not tolerate disrespect or partaking in what seems perpetuation of harmful ideologies. You will always be welcome with respect and you are expected to treat me with the same respect.

[achillesinhighheels]

[blackpowerprincess]

Shout out to my Quirky black girls Tall black girls Short black girls Fair skinned black girls Light skinned black girls Dark skinned black girls Fun sized black girls Ivy League black girls Community college black girls Hippie black girls Trans black girls Queer black girls Nerd black girls Alternative black girls Black girls with disabilities Blck girls with mental health issues Indie black girls Afrocentric black girls Curly haired black girls Short haired black girls Long haired black girls Straight haired black girls Black girls with piercings Black girls with colored hair Black girls who love to read Black girls who play instruments Black girls who are scholars Black girls who like ballet Black girls who like to twerk Black girls who like rap Black girls who like art Black girls who like classical music

To all black girls who refuse to be subjected to prejudices and forced into a mold. I love you.

[celadons-penultimate]

☝🏿🤓 My daily reminder, to my artists that have fallen in love w/ the idea of SpideyMBJ (shipping Andrew Garfield Spider-Man w/ Michael B. Jordan as MJ Watson and/or Human Torch / Johnny Storm:

THIS is his skin tone.⬇️

(Something like these 🖐🏿🖐🏾, NOT these 🖐🏽🖐🏼🖐🏻)

Please respect his melanin (or get ready to be reminded!) 😌🙏🏿❤️

💁🏿‍♂️Like, idk if y'all are racist, or if you think you're somehow being flattering by lightening his melanin (which also is anti-Black racism), but Michael B. Jordan is medium brown in his skin tone, a WARM color, please take time & put in the effort to portray him authentically!🤷🏿‍♂️

[celestetheocean]

Or when you’re reading a mbj!mj fanfic and you can literally FEEL the AAVE has been written by a non-Black person. Like, ugh. It takes me out of the story SO much. It feels SO forced, it’s giving Push by Sapphire for a grown man who is in fact literate. Please do some research beforehand.

Time to remind y’all about the existence of this beauty: The AAVE Glossary which contains not only AAVE terms but also resources…and accountability.

Sometimes you don’t even need AAVE; you want to convey an accent. But then, hear me out: you don’t have to WRITE the accent. The same way you don’t write Andrew Garfield’s accent. Yes, everybody’s got an accent, surprise surprise. You might think he’s the default, but he isn’t. AAVE isn’t incorrect English. It is English too.

And it’s coming from a Black woman who isn’t herself an Afro-American and whose first language is French. I myself have to do research when I want to use AAVE when I write.

But more specifically for MBJ, please, listen to him speaking. On interviews, when he does an award speech, and especially when he acts in the movie you’re taking inspiration from. Don’t just write mbj!mj however you THINK Black people in the United States speak. Understand how MBJ, as an individual, embodies a character.

Time to bring back the #characterstudy.

And to my fellow Black people, make sure to keep us updated when you’re posting your own fanfics. They are not much mbj!mj fics I enjoyed reading or that didn’t feel…tainted with racist bias.

[sukunastoenailclippings]

Ahhhhhh I could've had them all along 🤧

Please share fics

[theconcealedweapon]

"Comply or die" is a feature of fascism, not a feature of a free society.

What are people not getting?

[dogpuppy]

[between-stars-and-waves]

[celestetheocean]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑

- a short story about religious trauma and internalised homophobia -

The sun is starting to rise. A golden sky fills the darkness of the night. Elijah stares at the view through the window. The calm of the outer world holds the storms of his inner world, for now. In this state of numbness, the young man sways between nightmare and reality. Soon enough, he knows that both will be the same.

A deep breath caught his attention. Beside him, a naked man sleeps, as beautiful as a fallen angel. The wind blows. He shivers and curls himself up, making Elijah think: if he leaves the comfort of his mind for the unpredictable world of senses, he will be unable to face the erratic reality. Still, he pulls the blanket up over the man’s shoulders to warm him.

Elijah has a moment of relief. A moment. A few seconds.

Then, it is the deluge. His reason is drowned by a flood of feelings, ever more depressing.

There is no more fear, but horror.

There is no more stress, but anxiety.

There is no more anger, but hatred.

There is no more doubt, but guilt.

There is no more sadness, but mourning.

Elijah feels himself dying inside. His heart beats faster and faster. A shiver runs through his skin. The heat of his sheets becomes unbearable. He wants to throw up. His body reacts as if he were in danger, ordering him to run away. Elijah must run now.

Following his instinct, he gets around the sleeping man, balancing on all fours. Emotional distress leaves room for physical pain. His neck, arms, lower back, legs…his body hurts as much as his soul. In another universe, Elijah would have savoured every ache while vividly remembering the pleasure and the love he had discovered hours later.

Sitting on the edge of his bed, he holds his head in his hands, trying to stop the overwhelming thoughts in vain: the voices always take over. They change his reality. They do not say that Elijah is next to Rafael, someone Elijah loves. They say that Elijah is next to a man, not a woman.

They repeat it again and again.

“You slept with a man!”

They recall:

“It is written: You must not lie with a man as with a woman; that is an abomination.”

They add:

“If a man lies with a man as with a woman, they have both committed an abomination. They must surely be put to death; their blood is upon them.”

These thoughts cling to Elijah. Cling to his heart. Cling to his soul. Cling to his mind. Like an indelible stain. Elijah feels dirty. Unable to bear the mere sight of his bedroom, he takes his clothes and flees to the bathroom, avoiding his reflection in the large mirror.

[celestetheocean]

day 2 of reminding people I write custom LGBTQIA+ stories and my commissions are open.

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

small thing I'd like to add here is that there is no bad fic as long as it's done with love <3

[celestetheocean]

"You’re on the soccer team…and you don’t know when the next game is?"

"Who said I was on the soccer team?"

"Your face is on the flyer."

[celestetheocean]

"I didn’t want your day to be spoiled by that dickhead."

"A day can never be spoiled by a dick or a head."

[celestetheocean]

"You’re new here, right? I feel like I would have noticed you last year. I mean because you’re pretty tall and…strong."

"Well, you’re pretty, tall, and strong."

[celestetheocean]

"Why the hell are you in my room?"

"Just borrowing your sweater. You know, the blue one."

"No way. You never return my clothes."

"You never wear those, don’t act like you miss your black jacket."

"My what?"

"Exactly."

[celestetheocean]

"Are you telling me you need to go now because your grandpa died…again?"

"..."

"..."

"...I meant grandma?"

[sailorsally]

everyone rejoice, Ao3 is back