| Requests Closed! 11/50 Done | The name's GriffinTail! I write things and read just as much. Really into DreamSMP. | Pronouns: She/Her | ( PFP is by @hollytheflower and the cover is my dog lol)
Hi everyone! GriffinTail is the name! And I’m here to write!
I have a list for my beautiful Anons!
If you’re new here, check out the stories I’ve already written:
Masterlist
Child Reader Masterlist
Canon For Lost Ones
Lost Ones Nicknames
Lost Ones Fanart
Incorrect Quote Blog
Incorrect Quote Blog 2
Lemon Collab Masterlist Tags
Right now, I’m writing for the Dream SMP fandom! But first, we need to bring out the house rules!
1: No Boomers!
2: No Zoomers!
Just be nice. To me and whoever sends in a request or any sort of ask, may they be an anon or anyone else. This will be a safe space. (I will not tolerate anyone breaking this rule. You will be called out for not following this rule)
I will not write smut. I just don’t feel comfortable with that and will not do it.
I will not write Yandere. It makes me extremely uncomfortable. I just don’t like it and refuse to write it.
I will only write platonically for minors.
I will stick to the boundaries that people from the SMP said they are comfortable with. They are still people and I respect them.
I do not tolerate impatient spamming. If you have send me a request, I will get to it unless you violate these rules. So do not spam my inbox or I will block you.
I am uncomfortable writing about some sensitive subjects such as R*pe, su*cide, and p*dophila. So please be mindful.
So yeah. Hope you guys enjoy the writings and see you around! :)
Oh and I have a Patreon!
For 900, here’s my Spotify to judge my music tastes.
For 1000, we made a Discord Server!
Pst! I also stream on Twitch and upload VODs on Youtube.
I had basic plans for characters. Some where I wanted to lead as I watched the SMP wrap up. And as I'm sitting here on my lunch break. Let me sum it up.
Little (F/L) - She was the first honestly. The whole reason this blog started. (F/L) was going to be a shining star, one that never dulled, one that always encouraged her father back up till the end. She'd be more valuable than any disc he would have had. I always had a soft spot for Tommy's story, one I always showed in mine and Lemon's rps lol. (F/L) was going to be no different. I probably would have taken two of her lives, shaken her up, make her question but always getting back up, no matter the fight before them.
Little Star - She was going to go darker before she got brighter. She would have seen the tragedy of her father's fall and struggled to come to grips with Ghostbur. Would have despised him much like Fundy but would have worked to get her father back. Would have changed the end of his story. One with both of them trying to redeem and come to grips with the world.
Little Blade - She didn't have much plot to her. But I did plan on making her stronger, having her learn and grow. I was going to change up Tommy's and Techno's storyline a bit where Tommy was always going to support Techno. She would have one day joined the Syndicate.
Little Blue - Blue was honestly going to be very naive as I had already laid out until the revival. She would have in a sense, sobered up. And honestly, would have had a bittersweet ending where she was working out a way to bring her actual dad back. I might have written an alternate end where no one was revived and it was all good. Lol.
Little Terror - I was going to actually make her side with L'Manberg for a time. Make it a father against daughter for dramatics before they reunited and became better people together or one where she tried to redeem her father. Was either side perfect on the SMP? No, I just thought it would be fun and dramatic. She probably would have been the most complex character I would have written.
Little Angel - I honestly have much planned for her. She was going to be of a healer in a sense. Become wise like Phil and just try and help her family. End it where she was going to go off her own journey with the knowledge she had gained.
Kit - Another where I didn't have many other plans. She was going to help Fundy out. Make sure he didn't feel so abandoned. Kind of another healer. I was hoping to make more plans as the writing went on.
Princess - she was going to be fun because I had completely changed the story of Eret. I didn't have a direction of where that would go but I did want her to be a commander in a way. Help the people and all that.
Little Bee - She was going to struggle a lot. A good opposite to (F/L), Bee would struggle and try to figure out how to stand back up. She would dim, but when I would have gotten to Snowchester, she would have brightened. But she would have fought in the wars, given a life to stop the firework from hitting her father. That was going to be a plot point for me.
Little Boo - I had really wanted to think about this one. Ranboo's story had been complex and I had been waiting for the story to finish to know where I wanted to take this. But definitely trying to help him remember more
I just had the vivid memory of counting and recounting kids as I finished this post trying to make sure I got everyone lol. But yeah, that's how I had kind of planned things out. I wanted to make this for you guys. ❤️
griffin i do get why you stopped writing but i am going to miss seeing what you come up with
you were the main one to inspire me to start writing and interacting with fandoms that i enjoy
so thank you for that and for everything you’ve written
NO THE TEARS!
I might do a, what I planned to make the stories. I had some plans for the characters I was super into. I had favorites, I have no shame.
But I'll never stop writing in general. Maybe I'll toss ideas, post about some of my dnd stories. We do some crazy shit. Lmao. The group always talks about doing stories like Dingo Doodles and narrating our stories. I even mentioned to Lemon that I wanted to do a video essay on my channel.
I'll always be here and it warms my heart I inspired you to go out there. Keep doing it. Explore outside of your comfort zone. I'm terrible at it, but I know it's good. When I finally went out of them, it was a release. Explore, discover, smile.
It is fine to move on from writing for this. It was your creativity that helped foster your blog. I enjoyed what you wrote, it helped me out in my early years of college. I just want you to know that you made great work.
No! Don't make me cry!
I'm glad it was good to you guys. I never thought I was good, just having fun, but as they say. You are your biggest critic. It's a common phrase I like a lot to remind myself that sometimes I am good. My words of wisdom to give to you.
I in complete honesty didn't expect to see a post from you but I'm happy i did, you have absolutely nothing to apologise for, in all honesty, it probably would have felt weird to a lot of readers if you just.... continued writing for those people regardless of the controversies going around.
And you don't have to apologise for not writing anymore, as someone who's been out of the fandom for almost 3 years now, i get that, after Techno's passing i lost any and all motivation to write for the Dream smp because it well felt wrong. So you have nothing to apologise for, if you do come back to writing, maybe not for the dream smp but something else entirely I'd be overjoyed but regardless of if that happens or not, i do genuinely hope that you have been doing good.
Icarus formerly 🦋 anon (i think....)
Yeah Techno was the first thing that hit me but honestly that motivated me to write more for him. But everything else kinda beat me down when I was already falling. Especially when it felt like my former favorite streamer stabbed me in the back.
I want to do stuff still. Maybe I'll still do some fun posts on here. I want to go back to streaming, maybe do some video essays. I sent a message to lemon because I had been missing them about that last idea.
Hey guys. It's been a while since I've made a proper post hasn't it?
I guess we start with, why now? I never forgot this blog, the friends I made the memories it gave. I felt terrible for leaving it all behind without a word for that, I'm sorry. I should have never done that and said something more. There just haven't been good stories to tell, or stories at all. Days have just been, days.
As for where I went, at first, I didn't have a laptop and I could actually focus when I wrote with that rather than the desktop with my games on it. Then I just...phased out. With all the things that came out, controversies, tragedies. Something I loved felt torn apart. It honestly put me in a long depressive episode for a while.
It became hard to write and I didn't know if I should write for some of the characters. I felt like every time I went to write, I was defusing a bomb, so I just couldn't. I was tired. I'm still tired.
I still think about the Fandom, the stories I wrote. I feel so bad when people like the stories and I just don't have the motivation to write them like I use to. I tried, I did. But I can't. I honestly haven't posted on any blog. I write still, but I've been doing it in the background. If I do write again, I'll probably write the full story then release it.
So, I come back around to say, sorry I didn't keep writing or keep up in general. I loved it, but I stopped loving a lot of the creators that gave me motivation to do it.
Summary: A small child sinner tries to navigate her way through Hell.
Pairings: Lucifer x Child!GN!Reader
Warnings: None that I know of but it's Hazbin, we'll find them eventually.
This is a part one for now to test out the new writing grounds! Hope you enjoy! ♥
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Sinners couldn’t have children in Hell. It was common knowledge. So, an actual child running around hell was rare.
For a child to be there, they had to be a Hellborn or…the most rare choice, they were a sinner themselves.
There were some that took in the rare little sinners. However, there were a few that continued to wander the streets. Alone and helpless. It was how (Y/N) got into the situation they were in.
Ducking between legs and slipping through the crowd, their breath came out quickly as they looked back to see their pursuer still following, but falling behind. They needed to hide. Alleys were obvious and usually, more trouble than they were worth, inside another building was even more reckless.
Then they spotted hedges surrounding a large home. The big bushes might be dying, but it would be enough to slip into. Quickly, they slipped through the crowd, diving through the hedge to hide beyond it. On the other side, the large home stood in its glory along with a neglected garden in front of it.
Holding their breath, they watched the hedge, waiting to see if their pursuer followed but breathed with relief when a minute passed and the hedge didn’t move from any disturbance. They waited a few more minutes before they’d make their hasty escape from the land they had stumbled upon. Looking around, (Y/N) could imagine how beautiful the garden might have once been.
The pretty colors and life that would have flourished in the dark place. There was one living plant, making them wonder slightly closer in curiosity. A large tree that still stood…
“You’re trespassing.” A voice spoke behind them.
The small child, jumped, giving a small scream as they turned, clutching onto the stolen goods they had in their arms. Behind them, a man with pale white skin, red cheeks, and hair hiding under a large hat looked down at them with crossed arms.
Lucifer stared at the small sinner. Their form was one of a wolf’s, their ears currently pointed back and tail pressed close to them as they stared up at him in fear. In their arms, he spotted a few bits of food. Bread, cans of something, and…apples. He stood straighter.
“Did you take from the tree?” He growled.
“W-What?” They looked at the tree seeing it was indeed an apple tree. “No! I’m-I’m sorry sir! I-I didn’t mean to come h-here.”
He scoffed. “Then what are you doing here if not to steal?”
“I-I was hiding…” Tears welled up in their eyes and Lucifer looked confused. “I-I’m sorry, I did st-steal, but not from you…I st-stole this food from the store.”
Now Lucifer was utterly baffled. They were confessing their wrongdoings? Why weren’t they lying, they’re a sinner. He stared at their terrified form trying to figure them out. When he’d seen them from his office window, he'd confidently assumed that they were just a short adult sinner. But…
“How old are you?” He asked.
“…Eight.” They muttered.
He sighed deeply as he looked away from them. An actual child. He knew there were children, sinners, he’d just never met one during his centuries, not that he went out much to have the chance to meet one.
“Where are your parents or the people taking care of you?” He huffed.
They looked around, sputtering. “I, um-Well I—”
“Any time now.” He waved his hand.
“…I’m-I’m taking care of me.” They muttered.
He once more stood in confusion. They were on their own? But he looked them over again. Ratty, torn clothes, food they stole in their arms, on their own to begin with.
He crossed his arms again, gripping them as he stared at the small child, making them squirm in place.
“Fuck.” He swore under his breath, before walking to the house. “Come on.”
“W-What?” They sputtered.
“Come on, in the house.” He motioned to it as he looked back. “I need to find somewhere to bring you and I don’t know where to start. So come inside so I can figure it out.”
They stared in shock before quickly scampering after him. He sighed as he led them in. He wasn’t fond of sinners by any means. He hated his own subjects. But the father side of him couldn’t just leave a child out on their own to fend for themselves. He’d find somewhere to send them so he could be done with it.
I had a friend say to me a while back, "Griffin, why can't you play these games like you do when you're on your own? You're actually pretty good and we could always win."
I remembered it as I was playing a game on my own and wanted to talk about it.
My mind was kinda boggled by this question because when I play with friends. It's not that I don't put effort into the game. I still play to win, it's the goal of the game.
But if I'm alone and playing, I'm full focus on the game. It's my only goal is to beat it. So I take things a little more seriously.
But if it's friends, I like to joke around and have fun with the game. There's an extra goal. Yes, we still try to win but we like to joke and have fun! It's a game. It's just not fun when someone goes, god why can't you focus up?
That's not my goal with friends. My goal is to joke with them. If we're just all serious face, that's not my play style with people. That's me alone. It's why I don't like a lot of, strictly competitive against your friends kind of games. I like when we can screw around together.
"...you don't really think he'd do that, do you...? I mean...she's family." Roo frowned softly at Techno. "I mean, I'll admit I'm not...thrilled...that Phil has another kid now, especially a kid so young, but...where else would she go? We can't dump her in an orphanage."
"I know he wouldn't think about it." He sighed. "And I feel just as bad for the kid. I don't think there was a time I ever saw her away from Ghostbur and now she has to figure that out. And I'm not saying it to be cruel. I'm just saying maybe it needs to be thought about to look into someone who might be able to handle this better."
Roo hummed. "I mean...if he didn't do it, who else could? Ghostbur can't, Wilbur's being a shithead, Tommy's...well, Tommy is as graceful as a hoglin in a china shop."
"I know he doesn't like it, but the best might be for Blue to go to someone else. Someone that could handle it. They'll know as much as we do about her but they'll at least know how to handle some of the things she has going on "
