maria-tries-to-write (HIATUS)

She/Her +18 Requests: closed multifandom

[maria-tries-to-write]

About me:

My name is Maria Fernanda, but you can call me Maria/Fefe;

This is my second blog, so don’t worry when @xmariahwasax answers you, it’s me :)

My zodiac sign is cancer and I’m an INFP;

I’m brazilian;

No, I do NOT speak spanish!

English is not my mother tongue, so grammar errors and misspelling will be frequent;

Besides writing, I also like to draw. I'm actually studying to become a tattoo artist (maybe I'll post some of my drawings in the future);

You can find the fandoms/characters and asking rules here:

Fandoms/characters;

Asking rules;

[maria-tries-to-write]

HOPELESS

A/N: definitely not coming back, but I've been absolutely obsessed with Hazbin Hotel lately, and I guess I just wanted to share some of my obsession with you? Anyways, this's some kind based on a co I've been thinking about, with a whole lore and stuff...

SUMMARY: life in hell has been so boring and awfully lonely... unfortunately, you always had a thing for the unreachable and emotionless kind of guys.

WORDS: 865

WR: fem!reader, reader goes by she/her pronouns, reader uses traditional Victorian goth clothes, yandere!reader, creepy behavior, unhealthy behavior, obsessive behavior, mentions of cannibalism, mentions of murder.

you just couldn't help yourself: you were a helpless romantic at heart, after all. you felt things too intense and too deeply — that's probably the reason why you got yourself on a place as shady as Hell.

you were also so guilable, and others were always trying to challenge your good faith — whatever kept your conscience clean at night.

of course, life has not been kind to you. it made you this hopeless soul, constantly craving affection, longing. after all, so many have left your life. was it really so selfish of you to want so desperately someone to stay? blame it over the Gothic melancholy that followed you even after your death.

or at least, that's what you would tell to yourself: you were always the victim, weren't you? they were the ones who came after you. they were the ones who stoled your heart, and, of course, they were the ones who did not take responsibility for their actions and disdained your feelings once you became an inconvenience, right? it was merely the consequences of their actions, and since they did not take responsibility, neither would you.

this desperate, crawling feeling has been accompanying you since your living days; and once at death's door, you thought you'd finally be freed of it, but once you shut your eyes for good only to open them once more now in hell, well... to say you screamed and cried in horror would be an understatement.

still, you quickly adapted to your new life in hell, settling at Canibal City and founding your own lovely cottage library. you could finally spend the rest of your miserable eternity reading your tooth rooting novels quietly. however, destiny itself seemed to have different plans for you...

you felt like a thunder had just hit you as soon as your eyes landed on him. your usual unbeating and gloomy heart seemed to be filled with air and life all over again as you stared back at the man in red with wide eyes and rosy cheeks, which you immediately hid behind your fan.

still, you couldn't quite pinpoint what exactly made you revive those buried feelings; probably the way he seemed to reverence the old ways from his time period just like you. he had the manners of the Victorian men that you used to cross back when you were alive, but still, they did not make you heart swell just like he did. worse: he had completely stolen your heart.

those sickening feelings started to bubble up once more, which terryfied you: again, you were delusional, but even so, you knew how things used to turn out once some poor unsuspecting soul crossed your way and caught your undevided attention.

but of course, you just couldn't help yourself: you were a hopeless and incurably romantic at heart, falling in love was simply meant to be. that's what you kept telling yourself as you started to frequent more often rosie's emporium in hopes of meeting the gentleman once more. just a glimpse wouldn't hurt anyone, right?

however, as more as you sought him, the more the hole inside your chest grew deeper, and soon you realized being around him was no longer enough: you craved to feel him, touch him, feel your bodies merge into one so he could never leave you like the others did...

you snapped out of your train of desordered thoughts as soon as you bumped into someone; luckily, it was rosie who looked back at you with nothing but concern.

"my dear, is everything alright?" she questioned, a perfectly manicured hand sitting over your clothed shoulder as she guided you out of her shop.

sitting over the town's gazebo, rosie waited for you to calm down and finally open up.

"i-it's just... i just can't help it, rosie!" you sounded breathlessly as you fanned yourself vehemently, your heavy Victorian clothes doing little to help your tired body "it's happening again... i swear i tried, but it was inevitable!"

rosie simply offered you a comforting smile, as if giving a back pat as solance. "oh, dear. you're just the sweetest, aren't you?"

you looked away, slightly afraid of being so vulnerable in front of her. even after centuries, you still shifted into a shy little girl as soon as rosie pointed something out about you "i need to stop" you whispered breathlessly; and just as you voiced it out, rosie immediately shushed you.

"darling! of course not!" she urged you, cupping your face between her soft palms. your black wholesome eyes fixed on Rosie's, forcing you to stop rambling "what you feel, it's absolutely beautiful. don't you dare reprimand yourself!"

However, Rosie's words did not bring you any kind of comfort. the way she stared down at you with her pitch black eyes while smiling deviously was everything you needed to know: rosie would use you again for her hideous purposes, and the realization terryfied you.

you stared back at the overlord incredulously. you felt like arguing, trying to reason with rosie, but the lady was having none of it "we'll figure it all, okay?"

rosie smiled again, but you were not able to join her.

[moonxnite]

Idk if its just me but I hate being the center of attention but I actually kinda like the idea of being the center of attention 😐 …

[maria-tries-to-write]

Fandoms and characters I will write for:

House of the Dragon:

Daemon Targaryen;

Aemond Targaryen;

Rhaenyra Targaryen;

Alicent Hightower;

Cristian Cole;

Mysaria;

Jacaerys Velaryon;

God Of War:

Kratos;

Atreus;

Mimir;

Freya;

Freyr;

Thrud;

Heimdall;

The Last Of Us:

Joel Miller;

Jujutsu Kaisen:

Yuji Itadori;

Ryomen Sukuna;

Satoru Gojo;

Toji Fushiguro;

Kento Nanami;

Suguru Geto;

A/N: Fandoms and other characters may be added.

[maria-tries-to-write]

Did I just added two more fandoms that I’ll not have the time to write? Yes.

Did I just added Joel Miller to my character list just because I already had something in mind? Absolutely.

Do I regret it? Not now, but I probably will.

[doyoulatin]

after the show is over tonight, DON'T STOP making fanfics about Joel. I beg you

[maria-tries-to-write]

PLEASE. Joel’s fanfics are my treatment for my daddy issues 🥲🥲

[maria-tries-to-write]

Oh, no, please... I'll never be half as good, as you... You're too wonderful, too talented...

They’re so humble 🥹🥹

[maria-tries-to-write]

Hello. I'm not really sure if you're okay with this, if not, please, forgive me. Or if you don't like it and it won't be interesting, then, too, please, forgive me. I would really like to ask for the second part of this.

It's been a while, since Aemond forged a marriage-like bond between himself and Y/n. Of course, he would have married you the first second, you were in his hands, but there was still a drop of something similar to nobility and understanding in the prince. His embrace are still suffocating, his kisses are still demanding, sometimes, he still allows himself to touch you where he shouldn't, but he doesn't go further. He even lets you get ready for bed behind a curtain, although he does not hesitate to show off his naked nature in front of you and calls you to do the same. You think a lot about how it happened and why. It looks like his mother is really to blame. The part of it. Part of it is your fault, too. But the more time passes, the more you come to terms with your situation. Either it's your heart and mind, that hide you from reality, creating a pleasant picture in front of you, or your prince is really not so terrible.

Sometimes his iron grip feels incredibly safe, even warming. Sometimes, he kisses your shin with such tenderness and love, when he ties your shoe. Sometimes, your ego almost rejoices, when you realize, that you are, literally, the only person, who can contain the outburst of his anger. And else, Aemond understands you, literally by a sigh. Once, it so happened, that you were present about a scene, where Aemond threatened one of the servants. The prince was out of sorts from the very morning, and the poor young man stumbled and Aemond snapped. You took one deep breath, to calm down, and your prince noticed it, and your prince did the same. He exhaled, opened his eyes and told the young man to get lost. Later, you could, almost, without fear enter into a conflict between Aemond and his victim. And one day, you saw some attractive overseas fruit. Your eyebrows only lifted for a moment in interest, and that evening, standing in your bedroom, Aemond was trying to figure out whether this fruit should be cleaned and how to eat this thing at all? What is this at all? Is it really delicious? And what if you don't like it and you get upset, and then, he gets upset too... The cruel prince understood you, literally from half a word. Sometimes it seemed, as if he could sense your mood and condition.

You woke up in a really bad mood. Either the dream was bad, or it was stuffy, or something else, in general, you just opened your eyes, and already hated the whole world. You sat down on the mattress, turned your head to the table, and there were your favorite flowers and a tempting snack. And where did it come from there? While you were shuffling to the flowers, Aemond came into the room and for no reason, from the threshold, began to overwhelm you with compliments and kisses. And else, there was a case, when you were sitting on the terrace, watching the sunset. You just thought, that you were very thirsty, and swallowed a lump of thick saliva, as the prince got up from his seat and, without words, left. And then, he came back and handed you a cup of pleasantly cool water, saying, that he wanted to drink, and thought, maybe, you wanted it too. But you can see in his eyes, that he's lying! Or not lying...

Honestly, you don't understand well, what is happening and how, and it seems, that you don't really want to understand... It's weird, it's creepy, it's not clear. And yet, you have to admit, that it's nice...

Of course, he still scared you, of course, you still cried because for him at night, but Aemond was always there, to comfort you. Sometimes, it seemed to you, that he deliberately pretends, that he does not understand the reason for your tears. Or, maybe, he really doesn't understand... Sometimes it was difficult to understand, what was going on in his head.

It's always been important to Aemond, what you think. Aemond has always consulted with you. Yes, you don't know everything in the world, but you weren't a fool either. But for Aemond, you have always been and will always be the goddess of wisdom and justice. And also beauty, love and fertility. But you prefer not to think about it yet...

Okay, but dear, wtf am I supposed to do now? Give up on writing? Give you my blog?? Cause, honestly, I could never write something as good as your ask 😭😭

Jokes aside, so happy to see someone with such a talent following me, it makes me so giggly like “they like my works even though they’re so talented”

[maria-tries-to-write]

On your “what your favorite HotD character says about you” post, you left Lucerys out. People who like him are the embodiment of the “I have never done anything wrong in my life.” “I know this and I love you.” scene from parks and rec 😘

Oh, I can clearly picture both Rhaenyra and Lucerys on this situation while Aemond is so offended on the background.

Lucerys: I have done nothing wrong in my life.

Rhanerya: I know this, and I love you.

Aemond:

[maria-tries-to-write]

Just a freehand tattoo on my friend’s arm. Working really hard on my tattoo’s project.

[maria-tries-to-write]

Does anyone remember of this cartoon? It just popped up on my time line and now I feel like a whole amount of memories unlocked on my brain. Now, the intro is just playing on looping inside my head.

[maria-tries-to-write]

Final thoughts about TLOU parts I and II:

A/N: I’ve just finished TLOF part I and II today, and I have to put it all out.

SUMMARY: Me, rambling about one of the best games I ever played.

WR: Spoilers from TLOF parts I and II, mentions o death, mentions of death of animals, transphobia, racism and homophobia.

Joel Miller is a DILF;

Torn between being adopted by Joel or being his partner;

Ellie needs therapy URGENTLY;

Also, she has daddy issues;

I don’t forgive Abby for killing Joel but at the same time I can’t hate her;

Also needs therapy;

What the fuck is wrong with this game to simply kill my favorite characters in front of me as if they were nothing?? Like Jesse??? Tess???Yara?????JOEL??????????? DOGS??????????????

Me, covering my husky’s eyes to not let him see his momma killing his kin;

My dog will need therapy as well.

Cried so damn hard when Yara passed. I couldn’t handle seeing her being shot so many times.

If there’s a part III coming, if Lev dies I don’t even know what I’m capable of doing.

The same goes to Abby and Ellie;

It seems like I need therapy as well.

If the game ever asked me to choose between Abby or Ellie I’d quit gaming cause I really can’t pick one;

I just know that Sarah and Ellie would be best friends;

Abby would make part of the group as well;

It would go with Sarah and Ellie being a chaotic duo while Abby at the background being “please, God, not again”;

Why do I hurt myself in that way???

Highly think that everyone who hated so much on part II just homophobic;

Just to make it clear: it’s totally okay to not like TLOU part II. My point is: you can not say it was a bad continuation just because there’s LGBTQ and POC characters.

I need guitar lessons and a moth’s tattoo;

[pretty-toru]

Just thinking about how it would be kinda cute and funny if young Megumi (nonchalantly) outs Gojo's crush on you when you're both treating him to a nice afternoon. He gets stopped by an interviewer to answer a simple question and he's asked to explain what love is, and he tells the reporter it's when his guardian gave the last piece of his beloved kikufuku mochi to you when he really wanted it because he wouldn't stop crying about it after you left.

[maria-tries-to-write]

Lil’ Megumi makes my heart throb🥹

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What your favorite HOTD’s character tells about yourself:

A/N: Wanted to try something different, and I was bored so…

SUMMARY: A quick analysis of your inner self based on your favorite character.

WR: This was supposed to be a joke. Don’t take it seriously. If you felt offended, I’m always open to talk about it, unless if you decide to be rude.

Rhaenyra Targaryen:

Congratulations! You’re lesbian!

Haelena Targaryen:

You were probably that shy kid that liked to draw at the back of the class. Teachers loved you or just ignored you.

Jacaerys Velaryon:

You just want a partner to send photos of cats saying “you and me”.

Viserys Targaryen:

You miss your grandpa, that’s okay, I miss mine too.

Otto Hightower:

You probably think that you’re as smart as Otto and manipulative, and so dark and psycho. You’re not, you’re just cringe af.

Aegon Targaryen:

You have mommy issues. Don’t look at me like that, you know I’m right.

Daemon Targaryen:

May God have mercy on your community.

Aemond Targaryen:

You’re probably that kind of person that thinks “I can fix him”. Babe, you can’t.

Alicent Hightower:

You’re probably inside the closet and you’re so sure that no one knows when in fact everyone knows. Your closet is made of glass, baby.

Mysaria:

You desperately want a dominatrix to step on you. I know cause I desperately want to Mysaria step on me like a floor’s rag.

[maria-tries-to-write]

have a great day ✨ can I request for h, u and m for daemon?

100 followers’ event: Daemon Targaryen’s Yandere Alphabet! (H, U and M);

A/N: The last request for the 100 followers’ event, thank you to all of you who participated!

You can find the other works for the yandere alphabet here.

WR: Yandere!Daemon Targaryen, yandere behavior, toxic relationship, manipulation, mentions of death threats and mentions of kidnapping.

H stands for HELL: what would be their object of obsession’s worst experience with them?

Certainly if you disobeyed him.

Again, I don’t think Daemon would punish you physically, not that he couldn’t, but he knows that are other ways, way more painful ways, to make someone submit.

So, if you ever plan on disobeying Daemon’s rules, you should fear for the safety of your loved ones. And that would include your own kids.

You went to your children’s bed chambers to give them your usual goodnight’s kiss. However, you were surprised — and completely terrified — when you spotted your husband’s figure lazily laid beside your kid’s body.

“Sh…don’t be noisy, my dear. The kids are sleeping. It would be a shame to wake them up, wouldn’t it?”

U stands for UNIQUE: something different they would do compared to others yanderes.

Differently from others yanderes, Daemon does not have the patience to properly court you. He could try if really needed, but Daemon would get bored and impatient quickly. You met him last week, and now you found yourself chained to his bed frame. Clearly, patience is not Daemon’s best virtue.

M stands for MASK: how different are their public persona from their true selves?

As we can well see on the show, Daemon stands for his bad reputation. It’s no secret to anyone that the king’s brother is not someone to cross paths with.

Knowing this impasse, Daemon will be a true gentleman. He would treat you so well that you would start to doubt the court’s gossip.

Realizing your inner conflict, Daemon would not think twice before taking this as an opportunity to steal you away from the Red Keep.

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Why does Hwasa has to have so many good photos??? I’m struggling to find the one visual that I like the most but there’s so many!! So sorry for the poor souls who got so damn confused about my incessantly switching, I think I’m done (I think).

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Am I the only one having a hard time with tumblr’s links? I don’t know what the fuck is happening, it’s so god damn random, like, there’s a few links that are still working, but then, out of the blue, they simply stop working. I’m soooo pissed, like, I can’t even read in peace!

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Idk if it's too late for the event but can you do c d and f for jace

100 followers’ event: Jacaerys Velaryon’s Yandere Alphabet! (C, D and F);

A/N: Almost done with the last requests for the Yandere Alphabet! Thanks to all of you that took a little bit of your time to request and support the event❤️

You can find the other works for the yandere alphabet here.

WR: Yandere!Jace Velaryon, yandere behavior, toxic relationship, mentions of forced marriage and forced isolation.

C stands for CRUELTY: would they ever hurt their object of obsession?

Dear Jace would never lift a finger to hurt you, my dear.

Even when angry, he would furiously pace through your room, but the instant your broken voice stuttered out of your wobbly lips and his flaming glare finally landed on you, he would sight deeply, walking towards you while embracing your form.

He would kiss you on the crown of your head, whispering reassurances, claiming you were not the one at fault.

D stands for DARLING: would they cross their object of obsession’s limits?

Event though Daemon, or even Aegon, encourages Jace to take more extreme measures, he would hear none of it.

Jace already feels guilty of convincing his mother to engage the both of you, even after you clearly stated that you did not wish to be his partner.

Technically, that’s the only limit Jacaerys would cross. And stopping you of getting out of Dragon Stone, obviously.

Besides that, the prince would respect your space: you were not forced to share a room with Jace, he would even give you a spare room. You were expected to attend meals, you could eat inside the coziness of your own chamber. Jace would never force any physical contact with you, however, he couldn’t deny how his heart broke a little bit every time you retract towards his advances.

F stands for FIGHT: how would they react to their object of obsession fighting back?

Oh, it would be a stab on this little guy’s heart, but he knows he deserves it.

He would try to show you that he means no harm, besides the part he forced you on a marriage yk.

But if even after all of his attempts you would not warm up to him, he would simply accept the fact that you will always view him with hostility instead of a loving husband.