Nyriel

20 years old She/her Just here for the hell of it Bio picture isn’t mine

[nyyriel]

Things to know about this blog

It’ll mainly be me talking about my favorite ships/characters in shows👩🏾‍❤️‍👨🏾

But I will also be trashing some characters who deserve it

I write fanfics!! They might come slow but they’re coming!

Honestly just here to have fun so don’t take anything I say seriously 🙃

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SKZ REACTION when you call them cute names | (hyung line)

Pairing: skz x reader

Type: text post

Warnings: mentions of food and the boys being MAJOR SIMPS.

A/n: I'll post maknae line tomorrow! 🤍 if you want to see more reactions, requests are open!

[Masterlist] | maknae ver.

[masternia]

⚠️⚠️ATTENTION⚠️⚠️ This is a serious post and I feel the need to talk about so let’s go. This is Ezra Weiz the Voice director (I think that’s the word?) of Miraculous Ladybug. He basically casts all of the lovely voices to the English cast of miraculous. I’m pretty sure everyone by now knows that everything from every script, to episode, to storyboard of season 5 has been leaked. The leaker has NOT ONLY decided to leak all of season 5 BUT HAS ALSO decided to leak all of the miraculous staff INCLUDING winny, Jeremy, Ezra AND the creator Thomas’s phone numbers and possible addresses. It’s one thing to leak a show but to completely dox a whole miraculous cast is wayyyy to far. Whether you like them or not this is NOT okay and will NEVER be justified. It’s plainly wrong. While there’s nothing that we can do it’s important that we are educated on stuff like this. Please do nothing but send love and support to everyone and let’s all hope they are safe and sound.

[kisilinramblings]

If you see those phones leak being shared, REPORT IT. 

Leaks aren’t okay, leaks aren’t cute. Leakers aren’t heroes and their actions have consequences. And this new developpement is absolutely unacceptable no matter your opinion on the show as it is a DIRECT INVASION OF PRIVACY ON REAL PEOPLE.

Calling a person whose phone number has been doxx is harassement. Don’t do it.

[free-my-mindd]

I’m ready for whatever God has in store for me in 2023.

[ravewoodx]

[nyyriel]

Jacob Elordi is a great actor because he’s allowed me to hate every single character I’ve seen him play.

[nyyriel]

This is a Felix Graham De Vanily stan account

[nyyriel]

Qilin is definitely Miraculous racial discrimination espisode

[nyyriel]

Everybody told me to watch Encanto but nobody told me I was going to cry for most of it

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Hello please reblog this if you’re okay with people sending you random asks to get to know you better

[nyyriel]

Cadence Flynn walked so Marinette Dupain Cheng could run

[dear-yandere]

The Tumblr writing community is dying.

It’s something I’ve noticed over the past two years of using this site. It was gradual, imperceptible at first, something that most would brush off as a silly concern, or fault Tumblr algorithm for. While it’s true that Tumblr’s engine leaves a lot to be desired, I’ve noticed that even popular blogs have started to dwindle in terms of interaction or motivation. There could be a lot of reasons for this, but the biggest two I’ve noticed, experienced myself, and asked fellow writers about is this: (1) content being stolen, and (2) lack of feedback or interaction. I’ve never seen any logical person defend content being stolen, so I want to address point 2 instead.

Lack of feedback and interaction. I’m not saying this on my behalf so much as I’m saying this for friends and smaller blogs who have lost motivation to write. I was looking at my yandere writing blogs list the other day and noticed that a good majority of them no longer write. I usually update the list every few months, and by that point, more and more writers have stopped writing entirely. This isn’t a problem confined solely to the yandere fandom; in fact, there’s less writing blogs in general these days, especially ones that are active. I used to run a very popular BNHA blog with some friends, but that dissolved after our content was stolen and our followers stopped interacting as much. Out of our 8,500 followers, we hardly got 0.015% notes (~128 notes) on an average post. Tumblr is to blame for the lack of eyes seeing our posts, for sure, but that also means that at least 128 people saw one post and didn’t leave a comment or ask. We were considered a big blog; imagine what it’s like on a small blog.

My friend recently made a post that summed this up perfectly: 

“I’ve seen people say “Be grateful that people even lurk on your page.” and, while I get the message they’re trying to say, it’s more dismissive and hurtful in my opinion. Like you’re saying, “Oh your writing is mediocre, you should be grateful people even LOOK at it.”

Me personally? I’ve heard the argument that AO3 is a better place to post fanfics, and while that might be true, I’ve had friends experience firsthand the lack of interaction there too. I’ve heard the argument that interacting with some writers is intimidating (me included). I’ve heard that argument that followers might be too shy to interact. I’ve heard the argument that writers should write for themselves and not for views / likes / reblogs / etc, and while that’s ideal, it’s not sustainable for everyone. What works for one writer won’t work for another, but you know what will? Interaction.

That comment or ask that took you 2 seconds to write? We remember it. That reblog with the compliments in the tags? We remember it. Every single ‘named’ anon we get (heart anon, sunflower anon, etc)? We remember them. And the best part is? It’s actually easier to do these things on Tumblr since you have the option to send anonymous asks or make a sideblog specifically for reblogs! Trust me, whether the lack of interaction is the cause of a lack of motivation or what have you, every writer appreciates feedback (don’t be shy to offer some critique or compliments) or even a simple keyboard smash with some emojis. Even sitting down for 5 min a day per week to comment on your favorite writers’ new pieces makes a huge difference. Personally, since Tumblr’s activity feed is beyond terrible and I have over 1,500 posts, I don’t always see new reblogs or comments on my content; asks though? Always see those, can never go wrong with those. If you don’t want to reblog or leave a comment, then you can never go wrong with an anonymous ask. 

As my wise friend says: writing is an art, and in order to improve that art, we need other people’s eyes to see what we don’t.

For the sake of every writer (past, present, and future) on this platform, please share this post.

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i can not stress this enough. please leave a comment or send an ask to a writer. comments help them keep going. you talking to them about their stories keeps them going. 

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black girls deserve so much better. you gotta be one miserable motherfucker to shoot a damn four year old. fuck yall.

[san-fics]

Behind enemy lines

Maribat: Robibug, Daminette, Robinette, Damibug

Part 11

Damian frowned.

He was writing his daly update for the miraculous case, but the last time he wrote about his ‘symptoms’, his brothers were teasing him and Damian didn’t want to give them more fuel for it.

So at first he wanted to remove all the details about Marinette, so that his nasty so called siblings do not have compromising evidence and reasons to harass him.

But then he decided that hiding something from the team would mean admitting that it had a personal meaning for him.

And it was not so! Damian flatly refused to believe it.

He only hoped that his brothers would have more interesting things to do than reading his daily reports.

It turned out that he was hoping in vain.

“So, you took her for a ride on a motorcycle?” Tim asked happily, while interfering his call with Grayson again.

Officially, or better to say, as far as people from his school thought, Damian was staying in Paris with his older brother Richard. But they all agreed that the boy could take care of himself, and Grayson would only appear when it was needed for papers or official meetings.

But father insisted them to have a video call every day, not only for an update — wich was mostly done via Damian’s reports — but also for ‘psychological health’.

It was either this or enjoying Grayson in flash in Paris, so Damian was forced to accept the conditions of this solo mission.

But he never agreed to have the whole bunch of bat-brothers, striving to get into the conversation.

“I didn’t take her for a ride.” Damian barked at him. When did he even have time to read his report?! “I took her away from the crime scene so that she could not interfere with the akuma-battle.” He explained, trying to keep cool.

“And how often do you go on a dat.... to visit her?” Dick smirked at him from the screen.

“I didn’t go to visit her. I reconnoitred the situation behind enemy lines!” Damian’s patience wasn’t at best today, but he had some achievements, so he could hold on to them. “And I found evidence of her involvement in Shadow Math’s affaires.”

“Right, right!” Jason popped up on the screen too. “I even heard you spied on the girl from the window of her room! That’s my boy!”

“I didn’t spy on her.” Damian sighed. That’s exactly why he shouldn’t have write the details in his report. “I retrieved information.”

“And how does she look when she is changing into pajamas?” Jason laughed.

“Not this type of information!” Damian barked again, but the ideas about Marinette taking her clothes off was... distracting.

Damian knew how well her body was build, since he happened to hold her close more than once. And he had a very good imagination...

“...amian!” He heard, and blinked to the screen. “All three faces were looking at him attentively. “Did you just spaced out on us?” Dick asked.

“Now I can see her charms are really working on him!” Tim laughed.

“It’s one of two.” Jason reasoned. “Either her charms or his hormones and pictures of half-naked girls in his head.”

“Ahh, teenagers...” Dick concluded. “Ok, seeing we’re done with the update, I declare the meeting closed. Nightwing out.”

“Oh, I wanted more dirty details!” Jason protested.

“You’re one dirty detail yourself!” Tim laughed. “Red out.”

“You’re all no fun.” Jason frowned, but lightened up with a playful smirk immediately. “Go, get her, tiger! I believe in you!” And before Damian could protest, added “Red Hood out”, and turned off the channel.

Damn it! Not only they teased him again, but now Damian’s mind was full of the possible types of Marinette’s underwear, softly fitting her beautiful, slim, toned body...

Perhaps now his hormones were really involved, reacting on those stupid ideas his brothers had.

And how one healthy 17 years old man should deal with this mess?

*

Marinette’s heart was bitting fast, betraying her better judgement.

Damian was carrying her to the nurse office, holding her bridal stile, and Marinette couldn’t even feel the pain anymore, because all she could feel was his arms, holding her tight and the warmth of his chest through the thick material of his t-short.

They had physical education lesson, and Marinette got distracted with the boy’s training game (or maybe it had something to do with gorgeous and well-built green-eyed brunette who was hard to take her eyes off?).

In any case, she lost her attention on the potential danger, which was a bad idea, since Lila came back from her ‘trip’ today, and a room full of sports equipment in her presence could pose a threat to Marinette.

So, of course in that exact moment Lila decided to dropped a rack with balls on Marinette, pretending to stumble.

This was to be expected with everything that happened for a month and a half of her absence.

Of course Lila was upset that Adrien left and she couldn’t hang on him. Gabriel disappeared as well, together with an opportunity to brag about the photo sessions with Adrien in front of everyone.

And without Alya supporting her like before, Lila was losing the class’s interest and involvement in her stories from the very morning.

Of course she decided to vent her anger at Marinette, who else was to blame for all her torment?!

Fortunately, the rack only slightly pressed Marinette’s leg, but the noise was terrible, and all the guys ran to her.

Damian immediately sat down at her leg, examining it with his fingers for a fracture.

He acted so clearly and competently, that Marinette thought that he must have taken some kind of medical course or something like that.

“It is not broken.” He stated authoritatively. “But you need a bandage.”

“I can take you to the nurse, Netty.” Kim offered, but Damian looked at him like he was about to growl, without removing his hands from Marinette’s slightly swollen shin. Kim immediately retreated. “Or not.” He said in an unusually quite voice.

“It’s okay, Kimmy.” Marinette intervened cautiously. “Damian can help me get there.”

Marinette wasn’t sure if she had interpreted Damian’s intentions correctly. And although she didn’t at all imply that he would carry her, but rather support her walking, Damian grabbed her in his arms.

“Which way?” He asked, holding her as if she didn’t have any weight.

The boy was much stronger then he seemed to be in his regular clothes, hiding his sports training. But even seeing him today in a t-shirt — with his strong embossed arms — Marinette didn’t realize how built up Damian was. Only when he caught her with the ease of a feather did she feel this strength.

“D-down the corridor on the left.” Marinette squeaked, losing herself in the pleasant, almost familiar sensation of his closeness as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

And they went out, leaving an agitated teacher, angry Alya interrogating Lila, and dumbfounded classmates, looking after them.

On the way to the infirmary, Marinette said nothing more, tried not to move and even not to breathe. Every minimal movement of her body led to a new contact with Damian’s, and Marinette could hardly control herself in such closeness to him.

For some reason, this closeness made her lose her mind.

It was not only a physical attraction though. His whole appearance screamed with confidence, and it was something Marinette missed so much in her life. Especially now.

Damian was tough and harsh, like with Chloe on his first day at school, and kept himself apart from the crowd, but Marinette felt a kind heart and warmth in him, like when he protected her from falling without even knowing her.

Perhaps, he himself didn’t even know about this balanced contradiction inside him.

These two sides intertwined in him amazingly harmoniously.

Even today, he scared Kim away with a look, threatening cruelty, and at the same time so carefully, almost tenderly examined her leg.

She still couldn’t fully understand his actions. Did he knew he was doing that?

But this kind of protective position over her, that he expressed just now in gym... it didn’t scare Marinette away, rather aroused her desire to be closer to him. To feel his possession and protection on her...

But it was a weakness, to which Marinette wasn’t ready right now. Too many things were happening, and she couldn’t allow herself such strong distraction.

So she tried to stay steel and deal with her senses.

[about this au]

[part 1]

[part 10] ... [part 12] Jan 7th

[more MLB/PV/Felinette/Maribat fanfic]

[January 2022 posting schedule]

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[nyyriel]

Debating if I want to do a descendant three rewrite or an AU based off the rewrite ideas 🙃

Regardless Descendants stories are coming and I can’t wait

[nyyriel]

I don’t care how unpopular they are Carlos and Uma are my otp