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Hi! Just wondering, are you planning on updating Yellow Rose at all? I love it and wanna know what happens
Hi! I’ve been MIA for so long, and even before that, I was kinda losing my motivation for the story. But I'll try my best to continue it one of these days. :)
uhhh hi??
Hey guys, I know it’s been a year, maybe more. I’m kinda back?? Kinda not?
In the past year, I've been super busy, and in all honesty, I’ve kinda lost my motivation to write.
I would like to maybe go back and edit some of my old stories since I kinda hate them all now. But we’ll see if I get the motivation to do so.
Anyway, I missed you guys. I hope you’re all doing well.
New blog, new themes, new challenges
For any of my followers from @caplansteverogers whom didn’t get the announcement before I deleted my old blog, it’s me, Caplan! I wanted to start fresh with a new blog. I’m making plenty of changes with this new blog and i think i wanna start hosting a bunch of new writing challenges for everyone.
I want this new blog to have a lot of fun. I want this blog to be a safe place for y’all. I’m still the same mob queen that y’all love and adore (Or hate, wwhatever, imo)
I found a really old appreciation post from @capalansteverogers I saved on google docs so, if you’re wondering where I got your url form, that’s it. Lol.
Please help me in boosting this news?
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Announcement//I’m alive ya’ll
Hey, long time no see!
So I just wanted to post a quick update about where I am in both writing and just life in general.
First up, writing!
I am just about done writing my Cinderella AU, but I’m revising chapter by chapter. And I’ve gotten lazy with posting on Tumblr. I think a big part of that is that I started using AO3 and that got me used to the site formatting everything for me.
I’m still gonna post on here, it’s just gonna be a while till I have a day to sit my ass down and spend the day posting everything I’ve done so far.
SO for now, if you wanna keep reading it, here’s the link!
AS FOR REQUESTS! I love them, I really do, but I’m so fucking horrible at getting them written, so I think I’m gonna close them for a bit until I get myself back on track.
Now, the boring stuff, Life!
WOWOWOWOW high school is a BITCH but we been knew.
I’ve been busy with assignments as I’m taking an AP and IB class this year as well as honors Chem (don’t come at me saying I don’t know what a real struggle is cause you take seven AP classes or whatever, I have horrible work habits and it’s truly been difficult for me).
ON TOP OF THAT I’m in the process of auditioning for the spring musical which I’m actually excited for because I really love acting and most people in our theatre company are great so I’m looking forward to that.
I have started doing things to take care of myself though, such as going to a counselor every couple weeks at school and I started growing succulents which has been a bit of a struggle but has also been very therapeutic and rewarding.
ANYWAY! That’s that. I hope you’re all doing well. As always feel free to shoot me an ask, or send me a message. Love you guys! <3
Announcement//I’m alive ya’ll
Hey, long time no see!
So I just wanted to post a quick update about where I am in both writing and just life in general.
First up, writing!
I am just about done writing my Cinderella AU, but I’m revising chapter by chapter. And I’ve gotten lazy with posting on Tumblr. I think a big part of that is that I started using AO3 and that got me used to the site formatting everything for me.
I’m still gonna post on here, it’s just gonna be a while till I have a day to sit my ass down and spend the day posting everything I’ve done so far.
SO for now, if you wanna keep reading it, here’s the link!
AS FOR REQUESTS! I love them, I really do, but I’m so fucking horrible at getting them written, so I think I’m gonna close them for a bit until I get myself back on track.
Now, the boring stuff, Life!
WOWOWOWOW high school is a BITCH but we been knew.
I’ve been busy with assignments as I’m taking an AP and IB class this year as well as honors Chem (don’t come at me saying I don’t know what a real struggle is cause you take seven AP classes or whatever, I have horrible work habits and it’s truly been difficult for me).
ON TOP OF THAT I’m in the process of auditioning for the spring musical which I’m actually excited for because I really love acting and most people in our theatre company are great so I’m looking forward to that.
I have started doing things to take care of myself though, such as going to a counselor every couple weeks at school and I started growing succulents which has been a bit of a struggle but has also been very therapeutic and rewarding.
ANYWAY! That’s that. I hope you’re all doing well. As always feel free to shoot me an ask, or send me a message. Love you guys! <3
Petition for there to be a Tony Stark cameo in every marvel film after A4 where he’s just chilling while the world goes to shit
RDJ takes over as the new cameo guy in each MCU film. It’ll just be little things like:
Tony with cucumber slices on his eyes, treating himself at the spa; he hears a loud crash outside. He peels the cucumber slice off one eye, looking outside the window. Giant Man has just thrown a tractor trailer across town. He lays back down, “Glad it’s not my problem.”
Peter Parker has had a long adventure and then he gets a ping on his phone. It’s a video of Tony and baby Morgan playing with a Spider-Man action figure.
A quick flash on the news of interviewers hounding Tony while he’s feeding pigeons at the park. “Would Iron Man like to comment?” Tony just stares blankly at them, “Iron Man? Who’s that?” then rollers skates pop out of his loafers and he zips away.
please please please please please
We must simply have courage and be kind, mustn’t we?
Cinderella (2015)
Holland’s Cinderella~Part One (Tom Holland x Reader)
"Why can't you do anything right!?!" Alistair screams.
(Y/N) cowers, trying to pick up the tray she had dropped. Her hands were shaking as she picked up the pieces of bread and the broken dishes.
She stands slowly, muttering apologies.
Her father grabs her by the hair and yanks her to her feet.
"You know, when you were born, even God admitted that he made a mistake." He throws her back on the ground. "It's no wonder your aunt died. It was probably your bu." He snarls.
She's struggling to keep the tears in as she picks up the tray.
"Get out of here." He growls. "I don't want to see your face for a few hours."
"Yes sir." She says, quickly disappearing down the stairs into the kitchen.
It isn't until she's at the bottom of the staircase that she lets her tears fall freely. She approaches the counter slowly, trying to muffle her sobs by biting her lip.
When she puts the platter down, it falls off the edge of the counter, and the dishes shatter once again. She gasps, and her hand flies to cover her mouth as sobs threaten to tumble out. She gets down on her knees, and slowly starts picking up the pieces.
She looks up, to see a pot on the counter. It was brass, and she remembered all the times that she and her aunt would use it to make pozole. She stared at her reflection in the copper colored metal. It was then that she realized, maybe all the words her parents used against her were true. Maybe she really was useless... weak.
She presses her forehead to the edge of the counter, shutting her eyes tightly, before letting out a sob, she springs to her feet, bursting through the back door.
(Y/N) runs to the stables, getting her horse out. The bay Arabian presses his nose against her chest as she strokes his face, almost as if he could see her inner turmoil.
She grabs a nearby wooden crate and turns it upside down. She stands up on it and jumps onto his back, before kicking him with her heels.
"C'mon Bucky!" She commands.
He springs into action, breaking into a gallop almost immediately. She hangs on to his mane and holds her legs around him tightly, securing herself on his back.
She rides into the forest behind her house, now letting her sobs out as they zip between the trees.
Up ahead, there's a log laying across the trail. She crouches down lower on the horse's back, gripping his mane even tighter. He soars over the log, landing smoothly on the other side and continuing to run.
They approach a clearing, and (Y/N) sniffles, wiping at her tear streaked cheeks.
She needed some time away from her problems.
Suddenly, Bucky whinnies and rears up on his hind legs. She hangs on tightly.
"WHOA WHOA!!! Easy boy!!" She yells.
He lands back on all four feet and lets out a great huff of air.
She coos softly to him, stroking his neck and trying to calm him.
(Y/N) looks up, and suddenly realizes why he had spooked. A deer with massive antlers was standing there. It snorted, and stomped its foot, as if ready to charge.
"Hey... It's okay." She says softly. "I'm not gonna hurt you."
The stag visibly relaxes and lifts its head as if it's really getting a good look at the horse and girl.
Suddenly, the sound of a horn blowing rings through the air. A look of terror crosses the animal's face, as his head whips to look in the direction of distant voices.
Hunters.
"Go!" (Y/N) says.
It looks at her.
"Hurry! You have to go now, or else they'll catch you!" She says hurriedly. "Run my friend!"
With one last look at her, the stag turns and takes off running deeper into the forest.
Suddenly, (Y/N)'s horse breaks into a run after the stag. She gasps, giving him verbal cues and trying to pull back on his mane. But to no avail, he continues thundering through the forest.
Nearby, five horses are springing out of the forest and into the nearby clearing. On a brilliant blue roan, is Harry Holland, and his twin brother Sam rides a red roan. On a palomino is Harrison Osterfield, and Jacob Batalon rides a buckskin.
Then, enormous Fresian thunders past them. On top of it is Thomas Stanley Holland, an up and coming actor. He's smiling, enjoying the thrill of the hunt, the freedom of riding.
Suddenly, he hears a female voice shouting to his left. He glances at the line of trees and sees (Y/N) on her massive horse.
"Whoa!!! Slow down, buddy... Whoa whoa whoa..."
Without thinking twice, Tom turns his horse in the direction of the girl.
"Miss!! Are you alright?!" He yells.
She continues focusing on trying to slow her horse.
He rides up next to her, and reaches over, grabbing the horse's mane while using the reins to pull his own to a gradual stop.
"Yes, I'm fine!" She says, before barking, "It's fine!!"
He lets go, backing off at her harsh tone.
She looks up at him, and blushes, immediately regretting snapping at him. He was cute.
"Sorry I just... I can control my own horse." She says softly.
He laughs. "Well apparently not."
She whips her head to look at him. "W-Well... You never know! Maybe I wanted him to go that fast."
He smirks, clicking his tongue. "I doubt that darling."
She blushes at the nickname.
"Are you sure you're alright?" He asks.
She nods. "I'm fine, but you've scared him shitless." (Y/N) turns her horse, and he does the same so that they're circling around each other.
His eyebrows shoot up. "Him??"
"Yes!! The stag!!" She says sharply. "What's he done to you that you feel the need to chase him around?!"
Tom smiles to himself. "To be honest, we've never met. Is he a friend of yours?"
She nods. "Well, more of an acquaintance. We met just right now... And when he looked into my eyes, I felt that he still had a lot of things left to do with his life."
Tom looks down at his horse, still smiling. (Y/N) takes this opportunity to really look at him.
He had brown, curly hair that was a bit messy but was a good look nonetheless. His eyebrows were thin, but suited him, framing his large brown eyes. He had high cheekbones, and a sharp jawline to match. His upper lip was smaller than the bottom, but it was cute.
His eyes meet hers. "What do they call you miss?"
Bitch. Slut. Useless. Piece of shit. Good for nothing...
She shakes her head as if clearing the derogatory names from her thoughts. "(Y/N). And what do they call you?"
He chuckles. "You don't know who I am?" He sees her confused expression and quickly corrects himself. "I mean, my name is Tom."
She smiles, trying out the name. It feels good to say it out loud.
"You shouldn't be out here." He says. "I mean, this deep in the forest, alone."
She smirks. "I'm fine. I have my trusty steed," She pats her horse. "And besides, I'm not alone... I'm with you."
He smiles.
"Where do you live Tom?" She asks.
"In the city. That is... I'm learning my trade."
"Are you in the film industry? They say only those in the industry live in the city."
He nods. "As a matter of fact, I am."
She smiles, as they both bring the horses to a stop. "That's amazing! Do they treat you well there? I've heard it's... Tough."
Tom nods, smiling. "Yes actually, better than I deserve most likely."
(Y/N) chuckles. "I doubt that."
"What about you? Do they treat you well?"
She looks down at the forest floor. "They... They treat me as well as they're capable of treating me."
Tom's eyebrows knit together. "I'm sorry..."
She shrugs. "It's not your fault."
"But I'm sure it's not yours either." Tom says, causing her to meet his eyes again.
She smiles sadly. "I'm sure other people have it worse. We must simply keep going, and have courage and be kind."
Tom smiles. "That's... That's very true."
Suddenly they hear hoofbeats. And they both turn to see Harrison and Sam standing there.
"There you are, Tom!" The blond man says. "We're catching up to the stag. C'mon!!"
Tom holds up a hand to signal him to wait. "I'll be right there."
Tom looks at (Y/N). "I guess that's my cue."
"Wait!" She says, stopping him. "Please don't hurt him?"
Tom laughs. "Alright. Will you be okay riding back alone?"
She imagines what her father would do if he saw her with a man, and a shiver runs down her spine. "Yeah, I'll be just fine."
Tom smiles, turning his horse before walking towards the other two men. He stops suddenly and turns back to look at her
"Same time tomorrow?" He asks.
(Y/N)'s eyes widen. "You mean...?"
He nods. "I want to see you again."
She blushes, looking down, before meeting his eyes again. "Okay."
Tom's face nearly cracks with a smile, before he turns around and clicks his tongue, urging his horse forward.
(Y/N) watches him retreat to his friends, and then turns her own horse in the opposite direction.
"C'mon Bucky," She coos, patting his neck. "Let's go home."
She kicks him, and he breaks into a canter
(Y/N) doesn't stop smiling the whole way back to the remote cabin, and her horse doesn't stop running.
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Holland’s Cinderella (Character List)
(Y/N)~Cinderella
Tom Holland~The Prince
Alistair (Y/L/N)~Father (abuser)
Hortense (Y/L/N)~Mother (abuser)
Lyra~Reader’s Late Aunt, was essentially the mother figure in her life
Tom’s Unnamed Publicist~ The Grand Duke
Robert Downey Jr.~The King
(Harrison, Jacob, Sam, Harry, and Paddy are all just themselves in the story, with the same relationship they have to Tom in real life)
Update~
Hi everyone! I’m alive. My summer’s been busy so that’s why I haven’t been that active lately.
BUT I have been working on my Cinderella AU and I’m happy to announce that I am just about done!
The first part will be up tomorrow, July 31st, and every part after that will be posted every Tuesday and Friday around 3pm PST. I will try to keep each part queued up but if they aren’t up on time please bear with me. School starts in a few weeks so I might get a little behind on posting but I will try my best not to!
Anyway, I love you all and I hope y’all like it!
Reblogging again because I changed the posting dates and times on the original post.
Update~
Hi everyone! I’m alive. My summer’s been busy so that’s why I haven’t been that active lately.
BUT I have been working on my Cinderella AU and I’m happy to announce that I am just about done!
The first part will be up this Wednsday, August 1st, and every part after that will be posted every Tuesday and Friday around 6pm PST (So yes y’all are getting TWO parts this week). I will try to keep each part queued up but if they aren’t up on time please bear with me. School starts in a few weeks so I might get a little behind on posting but I will try my best not to!
Anyway, I love you all and I hope y’all like it!
Update~
Hi everyone! I’m alive. My summer’s been busy so that’s why I haven’t been that active lately.
BUT I have been working on my Cinderella AU and I’m happy to announce that I am just about done!
The first part will be up tomorrow, July 31st, and every part after that will be posted every Tuesday and Friday around 3pm PST. I will try to keep each part queued up but if they aren’t up on time please bear with me. School starts in a few weeks so I might get a little behind on posting but I will try my best not to!
Anyway, I love you all and I hope y’all like it!
Okay. Yellow rose was...❤!💞😍!!😍😍💕💞💞❤💕💖❤!!💗💖💕!!💗💕!💖❤😍😍💖!❤💗!!!!!!💖❤!!💖!💞💖!❤!!!!💖💞😍
NO YOU ARE ❤️💓❣️😍💖💖💞💕💗❤️💕😍💕💓💘💓😍💓💕💗💘💓💓💕💓💕💓💓💘💘💞💘😍😍💓💕😘💓💘💖But seriously THANK YOU SO MUCH!! It’s on Hiatus right now as I still have more I want to add to the story but I just don’t have the inspiration for it right now. but if you want I’ll add you to the tag list!
sometimes i really love my fics. i wrote that because i wanted to read it. i love it. nobody visits my fics more than me. they remind me that i’m a hard worker, that i created something. it’s mine and i cherish it and love it because it’s exactly what i wanted so i made it.
and other days i’m crippled by self criticism and hate everything and can’t bear to look at my own work because i know it’ll never compare to the greats
but i live for the days i love my work. because it’s mine, and i made it. i didn’t wait for somebody else to make what i dream about. i went and did it myself.
so don’t feel like your work is awful
it’s the stuff you dreamed about. it’s the stuff you decided to make a reality. it’s not about quality, or poetry, or how perfectly your sculpt your words or keep it so deeply in character; because it’s what you dreamed and it’s what you wanted to see, so you made it.
keep writing; it’s yours, and you made it. and if you want to continue to sharpen and improve yourself? then do it. it’s all yours and you can make it whatever you want.
keep writing.
THIS.
Can you please reblog if your blog is a safe place for lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, asexual, aromantic, pansexual, non binary, demisexual or any other kind of queer or questioning people? Because mine is.
An open note to readers of fanfic
Sometimes I stare at the computer screen when the words don’t want to come and I think, “Fuck, who am I kidding? This is terrible writing, and this story is shit, and no one cares, anyway.“ And I close the window and go do something else.
But every now and then I get an amazing, heartfelt, beautiful comment from someone who loved something I wrote, and it reminds me that, at least for that one person, I did write something worthwhile. And so I open the window again and I write one sentence, and then another, and then I start to find my way again.
So on behalf of all fanfic writers everywhere, I want to say thank you, thank you so much, to all of the readers who take the time to leave a comment and tell us that something we wrote mattered to you, that it brightened your day or made you laugh or cry or get horny or whatever.
Please don’t think we’re ever bothered by your comment, or that we don’t want to hear it, or that what you have to say isn’t important enough. It means so, so much. And on some days, it’s what keeps us going.
Cinderella, 2015.
