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Summary: When Euros entangles Y/N in her violent game of intellect, Sherlock must sacrifice something he never expected to care for. As he looks back upon what he will lose, he sees only the fragments of his shattered heart…
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Sherrinford, High Security Prison
“If you want her out of the game, you’ll have to burn her out of it.”
“Sister, please. I beg of you… don’t.”
Sherlock Holmes stood hunched before the monitor, his tone bleeding with desperation.
“I’m afraid this is non negotiable. It’s either her heart or her life. Choose one or I’ll have no choice but to take both. Of course, the bit about her heart won’t be in the metaphorical sense, you understand.”
Summary: Sherlock says something he regrets. But can you forgive him for it?
Word Count: 3,025
Warnings: Angst
“Sherlock!” you yelled, storming into 221B’s flat after the detective.
“Sherlock, get back there and apologize!”
“What for?” Sherlock asked innocently, already tinkering away with his experiment like someone who hadn’t just told a grieving mother that her son’s death was ‘utterly boring’ and 'the faith of an idiot.’
“You know exactly what for,” you stated, your patience already wearing thin. “She just lost her son, Sherlock. She’s devastated, now get back to that crime scene and tell her you’re sorry.”
“Why?” Sherlock asked again, raising his head to glare at you. “What good would that do?”
Warning: readers death, mentions of blood and corpses(kinda? Ig?), cursing, heartbreak ♡
Summary: You two got into a rather big fight which then escalated. He immediately regretted he's actions after.
Note: I proof read this once so if there's any typo or sumn ☝ ignore it <3
I hope this is good- my first time writing angst
Part 2
Requests Masterlist
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Mikey/ Manjiro Sano
"Ugh just shut up. You're annoying.", your boyfriend, mikey said. His voice was deep, filled with the annoyance and anger he felt. Even if he wasn't yelling, you could practically feel the wrath inside him. His sentences were dangerous, they were meant to be taking seriously.
"No mikey! I've had enough of this!", you yelled at him, fed up with the situation at hand. This fight has been going on for hours now. The topic of "you need rest", "take a break" and all your pleadings for him to take it easy were completely ignored. They were just brushed off with the usual "you don't know anything." Or the "Shut up. I don't need your concern."
"Enough of what? Being with me? Are you sick of me? Are going to leave me like everybody else did?!", his tone slowly rose sentence by sentence. He was getting so frustrated. Whenever you came to mind, all he would imagine was your constant complaint about him taking a rest. Every other loving thing you've said long forgotten.
"No of course not, mikey! I love you! But you need to listen to me! You're always overworking yourself, you don't show me any affection anymore, you're more aggressive than before!", it was getting too much for you.
He used to cuddle into you in bed while sleeping, now he either stays at bontens and sleeps there or he comes home extremely late to sleep on the couch. Before all this happened, he would always hug you at random times, now all he does is take your arm harshly to lead you somewhere. Whenever you joked about something, he'd smiled and laughed with you, now he doesn't even look you in the eyes. How did all this happen? When did it all go wrong?
"So I'm aggressive? That's the image you have of me? Good then. Of course the only person I'd ever take a liking to, would have a bad picture of me!", mikey shouted, pulling out a gun and pointing it at your head. "Is that what you think of me? Huh?! Am I a cold blooded yakuza leader and murderer in your eyes?! Do you think like that of me?!" You stumbled back, surprised at his actions. He wouldn't shoot you, right? He was infuriated but he'd never shoot his lover, would he?
He'd always tell you that he'd never hurt you, he would always protect and love you. He promised to always be gentle and attentive towards you. Never would he let his frustration from work out on you. But the Manjiro Sano right in from of you, wasn't the one who promised you all those beautiful lies. Right now, he was bontens leader, blinded by annoyance and anger.
You couldn't give up now. "Mikey, listen. I only want the best for you. You've changed in the last few weeks. You have to rest to get your thoughts and emotions back in check." Looking you directly in your eyes, you could see the emptiness in his. The emptiness even you couldn't fill, no matter how much you tried. "All you ever talk about are my flaws. What kind of partner are you supposed to be? Always telling me what I'm doing wrong. Ever thought about that you're the reason for all the things you hate on me? Ever thought about you being the one that I hate most? You're not as special as you think you are.", those words hit you. Right in the heart, shattering it easily.
"Mikey, no, that's not true. You promised me to love me. The same way I love you. You said you'd always protect me, you'd always be by my side. We made a pinky promise to always stay together. I love you, mikey! I'm just trying to help you! Don't say such hurtful things! Please! Let's talk about this calmly!"
"SHUT UP", he shouted before pulling the trigger. Your last breath unheard by the angered male. Your body fell numb to the ground, whispering one last 'I love you'. And there it was, the silence he'd longed for throughout this whole argument. Finally you'd shut up. Finally the nagging was over.
Turning around he continued, "I loved you! You were the most important person in my life! Always! No matter who left me, you'd always stay with me! You never wanted to change me, but now suddenly I'm not good enough?! Do you know how much it hurts hearing the person you love, pointing out all those flaws?!", he waited for your response. For the response that never came. "Hah. So you've run out of arguments?", he asked before turning around.
He stood still. Holding his breath, heartbeat quickening. He looked at your numb body on the cold floor. Blood poring out of your head. Lifting his hand, he looked at the gun, the gun which he killed you with. The gun which he killed his lover and most precious person with.
His breathing quickened, head feeling dizzy, hands getting sweaty. "Y/n?", he fell to the ground, throwing the gun to the side and crawling towards your body. "Wake up. I didn't mean it. I was just mad. I take it back. I love you, I need you.", he kneeled beside you, putting your head on his lap. "Baby? Please wake up now. It's not funny.", he choked out starting to tremble, shaking your shoulders. Tears rolling down his face, making his vision blurry.
Lowering his head to your chest, he checked for your heart beat. But he couldn't find any. His heart dropped. "No. No. No. Baby, please. I'm sorry.", he cried. He hugged your body and took your hand in his. Tears flowing uncontrollably down his face.
"I'm so sorry. I love you." His throat burned like fire and his eyes hurt just as much as his heart did. He struggled to breath, clenching his shirt where his heart was. He wanted this to be a bad dream, he wanted to wake up, but all he could do was sit there hugging your lifeless body and cry until he passed out.
Ran Haitani
God fucking damn it. Couldn't you just sit down and look pretty? The constant nagging and accusations of him cheating or being to close to other women was getting so damn annoying. He was fed up with this. Fine, yeah, you weren't wrong. He did cheat on you, but couldn't you just play dumb and ignore it? It's not like he had feeling for those women anyway.
"Ran, please. This can't be true. You wouldn't cheat on me, right?", you asked him. The feelings of betrayal bringing tears to your eyes. No, you couldn't cry now. Now was not the time. "Fuck, do you ever shut up? Give it a rest already.", the male responded, rolling his eyes.
You knew. You knew he was cheating. Everybody has been telling you about it, you've seen pictures and videos where ran appeared with other women. Kissing and hugging them. But worst of it all, you saw it the day before with your own eyes.
You came home early, tired and sleepy. As you walked closer to your bedroom, you heard moaning and grunting. You opened the door slightly. Your heart shattered as you held your breath, looking at them on your shared bed. Ran and a woman you've never seen before. But ran didn't notice you at the door, he was to focused pleasing the woman under him. The woman who wasn't his girlfriend.
You couldn't belive it, your ran cheating on you? Your sweet ran? The ran that would kill any guy that looked at you the wrong way? The ran that would put his life on the line for you ? The ran that always wanted to lay his head on your chest? The ran that confessed to you in the cutest way all those years back? No. It couldn't be.
"Stop lying, God damn it!", you yelled at him. This had to stop. You knew you should've left him, but you loved him too much to do so. Maybe he'd change. For you he would, right? At least that's what you'd like to think. "So now you don't trust my words anymore? Why would you believe others over your own boyfriend anyway?", ran knew you were right but he didn't want to admit it, he couldn't. He'd always sworn that he'd be loyal to his lover. Never would he cheat.
You sighed, "Ran, please. Just tell me the truth. I need to hear it from your lips." Ran was getting frustrated. He didn't cheat. He just had some fun while you were busy. It wasn't his fault. You should've taking better care if his needs. That random woman was just helping him. "I didn't cheat.", he said, "you keep doubting me. Is that how a relationship should be? Huh?" You could see him getting irritated as he walked closer to you.
You stepped back a bit, feeling intimidated by his tall figure and his murderous eyes. "Stop lying! Ran I saw you with my own eyes! I saw you with that woman in our bed! You cheated on me! Why would you do that!? Am I not good enough?!", you screamed at him. The pain was too much to bare, it was hurting inside. The stinging pain was too overwhelming, bringing tears to your eyes. "You ruined out relationship.", you sobbed.
No. No that wasn't true. He didn't cheat. He didn't ruin the relationship. He does not have such flaws. He acted before thinking. His hands flashed towards your neck. Tightening the grip with all his strength. "No, you're wrong. You're wrong. You're lying. That's not true. I'd never cheat. You're a liar. You want me to feel bad. You stupid whore.", with each sentence his grip got stronger. Mind blank with madness, eyes unfocused.
"Ran-", you choked, eyes wide with panic, struggling to breath. You tapped his arm, tried to push him away, tried to kick him, to no use. He was too strong. Your strength started to leave you, the lack of oxygen making you weak. Your were suffocating, eyes slowly closing before falling unconscious. Ran didn't stop though. If you weren't there anymore, then he couldn't cheat on you. Therefore he kept going for another five minutes, repeating that you were a liar and that you tried to manipulate him.
Once you weren't breathing anymore he stopped. He chuckled, "now you're quite and pretty. Just the way I like it. You won't get to manipulate me anymore." Taking you in his arms, he carried you to your shared bed, "you're not mad right? Since I didn't mean it. You'll forgive me, yeah?" Ran set you down on the mattress, laying down beside you with an arm around you.
"I love you, you know.", he realization kicking in, feeling tears streaming down his face uncontrollably. "Y/n, can you please come back? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do this.", the male cuddled into your lifeless body, head in the crook of your neck. "I'm so sorry", ran sobbed, "please come back. I want you back. I will never cheat again. I didn't mean to."
He held you tighter, pulling one of your arms around his figure. He wanted you to hug him back. He needed you to tell him that it'll be fine, that he's forgiven, that you loved him. But none of it ever came. "She didn't mean anything to me. I promise." His hand cupped your face, seeing your eyes closed broke him. "You promised to stay with me, why are you leaving?"
It hurt him. He knew this was his fault, he knew you were never coming back, he knew he'd always feel guilty, he knew he'd always loved you. His heart was splintered, stinging and squeezing in an indescribable painful way.
He couldn't keep it in anymore. "Please. Come back. Please. im sorry. I need you. I'm sorry, come back to me. Forgive me, baby. I never meant to.", the short haired man couldn't stop begging. Longing for your forgiveness. Yearning for you to hold him like before. To have your warm comforting hand in his hair while kissing away his tears.
Never had he regretted something as much as he did right now. Hours later he was still laying beside you. Taking your now cold hand into his, he intertwined your hand with his, "don't leave me yet." Tears coming back.
Sanzu/ Haruchiyo Akashi
"Please, sanzu! It's not worth it!", you pleaded, "Just leave bonten! They're no good!" Sanzu looked at you, he has been cleaning his katana for the past 20 minutes, and that's exactly how long you've been complaining. "Oh give me a break. You knew what you got yourself into, babe.", he was used to you complaining about his work but never did he consider actually leaving bonten. Bonten comes first, you come second.
"You shouldn't complain now, sweetcheeks.", sanzu never cared about what you had to say anyway. You were just his little play thing. "Haru, I'm serious. Please leave bonten. You're in much more danger than you were back then. This isn't the same kids gang situation we had before. This is real, and I'm worried for you.", you told him in a worried tone.
"I already know. So stop repeating yourself every single day, angel. You're annoying me.", the pink haired guy rolled his eyes with an unamusemed expression. "You should stay quiet. You're opinion is invalid, baby. Nobody cares.", he continued, finishing cleaning his katana. You knew he didn't care, and that hurt.
Before joining bonten, he was the sweetest person you knew. Always protecting you, making sure you were fine and loving you. Loving you with all his heart. Never would he hurt you in any way. You were his first priority, his most important person in the world. He'd give his life for you, he'd drop anything and everything to be there for you. Cuddling you whenever you were upset about your parents or school, making you some hot koffee/tea when it was getting cold, running to the store in the middle of the night to get you one specific candy. That's what he was like.
But now, he changed. Sure you were still safe with him, but it felt more like possession not protection. He was colder, more distanced towards you. You could hardly remember what his hugs or cuddles felt like, used to sleeping alone in an empty bed due to him barely coming home to you anymore. He never paid mind to your complaints or to your words, all he always had in mind was bonten. Especially his boss. The few times he'd be with you, all he'd talk about was his boss. You weren't his first priority anymore, mikey was.
"So, youre quiet now? That's great, love. Now you look much prettier.", he sighed, content with the silence. You looked at him, upset with the way he was brushing you off like this. All he cared about was mikey, bonten, his pills and that katana.
Your thoughts were running wild, so many things you wanted to say when you suddenly blurted out the actual reason why you started this argument, "it's because of mikey. You're so obsessed with that asshole that you won't even care about your girlfriend anymore."
Sanzu whipped his head over to you, gripping his katana tight. His eyes went dark, red from anger with the deadliest glare anyone has ever seen him with. But you were lost in your many thoughts therefore not noticing it. "What did you just say about my boss?", slowly he rose from his seat, voice dropping dangerously low.
"It's mikey fault. He occupies you brain all day long. All you think about is mikey, all you talk about is mikey.", you argue, frustrated with his blind loyalty for his boss. "Y/n. Shut the fuck up.", he warned. "No, haru! This has gone too far! Ever since you became bontens number 2 you always talk about him! You're clinging on to him! You follow everything he says blindly, lile a dumb dog! And then mikey himself is the worst! He makes you do everything for him! He uses you, and treats you like trash! He's horrible!", you shouted at him.
His katana moved swiftly snd quickly. "H-haru?", you asked in fear and disbelief. "Shut up", he ordered, as he used his katana to slice through your throat with ease. Sanzu stood beside you, his back facing you back as he heard you fall to the ground. Ringing for air and coughing up blood for mere second before falling completely silent. Dead silent.
Sanzu chuckled, "you don't ever talk like this about my boss." He stood there looking at your body, quiet with blood pouring out. "You were so pretty. If you'd just shut up, you'd be perfect.", the male said, feeling his heart ache. "I had to. I had to do it", his voice started to shake, his head feeling dizzy. Chuckling, he looked at his katana, the very katana that killed you. His only love.
"I don't understand.", sanzy whispered. He looked up and started to laugh quietly, "why does my heart hurt like this?!" Laughing louder, as if it was the funniest thing he'd ever experienced, he leaned back, "I dont need her! She's not important to me anyway!" He touched his face, wiping his tears, "if I didn't need her, then why do I feel like I lost the most important thing in my life?" After always thinking of you as his play thing, he never noticed his growing love for you.
You weren't just a play thing to him, you were the love of his life. Now killed by his very hands. "I- I have to stay loyal to mikey. Always."
But it pained him. He's killed many people before, even people he knew personally, but never has he felt like this. So broken and pained. Wanting to turn back time to hug you. Hug you so tight you had to tap his shoulder for him to let go, laughing like the way it used to be. He wanted to kiss your warm lips every night and morning like he used to do. Hold your waist and kissing your neck teasingly, just like the past years. But all that was never going to happen again. Everything was gone now.
He turned your figure around, kneeling next to you. Laying on your back, he admired you one last time, "I love you. I akways have.", he wiped away the tears, that fell from his eyes, off your face. "I'm so sorry I couldn't be loyal to you. You were never just a play thing, love.", tears streaming down faster than before, he kissed you one last time before silently crying his heart out.
Hello its me (again-) could i request the first years and their types? (Cuz i really like the other hcs with the dorm leaderd and vice dorm leaders (^3^) thank you :))
It was really hard to write this since I don't know the first years very well, but I finally did it!
First years' ideal types
Someone that stays out of trouble. Ace thinks that he wants someone easy-going and chaotic, always down for shenanigans and late night drives through the city. But who he really wants, or at least is attracted to, is a goody two shoes.
Someone to fluster. Someone who flirts back is fun and all but...someone who gets embarrassed is much cuter!
Someone patient. When dating someone like Ace, you really will have to be patient. He's flaky, impulsive, and teases as a love language. But he is trying. And if he's stuck around for so long, then he really does love you.
Someone caring (and motherly maybe). He gets hurt quite a lot, and having you treat his wounds makes his little heart flutter. He'll roll his eyes at your nagging and ignore your advice, but he does feel grateful deep down.
Someone studious. He appreciates intellectual, smart people. And he isn't very good academically, so someone who could help him would be great. In return, he'll help you with PE!
Someone casual that he can have fun with. He's trying to be a good student, but he can't get rid of his antics and love for unplanned outings. Why don't you join him for a Magical Wheel ride?
Someone that motivates him to do better. His competitive streak appears even in a relationship, and some friendly competitive would be fun. He won't lose, especially not to you!
A secret girlboss. Partners in crime relationships attract him more than he would like to admit. He thinks he'll be protecting you from now on. But then you get scarily protective of him, yelling with no room for argument. And his heart does doki doki.
Someone stubborn (and emotionally intelligent). Dealing with a tsundere like him can be quite tiring, so he'll need someone who keeps coming back to him no matter what. He doesn't know how to express his feelings properly, but with the right person, he won't even have to.
Someone who will give him space when he needs it. He always says that he wants to be left alone, and sometimes it's actually true. So someone that isn't too clingy would be great.
Someone with a strong moral compass like him. He's very steadfast in his beliefs, and doesn't understand people who see things from a detached perspective or play the devil's advocate.
Someone respectful. He is someone who strictly adheres to hierarchy of power, and he wants someone who will do that as well, or at least show proper respect. When met with people who piss others off for fun, he's going to get very mad.
Someone that supports his goal to become the man he wants to be! This is really important to him, an identity that he wants to express, and if you don't like that, then he won't like you.
Someone creative. He isn't very artistically inclined, but he does enjoy putting some time aside to paint or carve. He would show you how to carve apples. And you can bet that he'll be super excited to see your art hobbies!
Someone active. He works out a lot, in his club sessions and during the weekends, so having someone that will exercise with him would be great! Then you both can work together for your preferred body!
Someone gentle. He never really thought about it at first, but someone who can help him calm down before he screams at someone's face would be helpful. He can be confrontational and impulsive, so he'll need someone to balance that out.
Someone powerful/talented/skilled. He is attracted to strength (and experience), so he tends to gravitate to people who are talented in certain areas. Combat, magic, some kind of career, you name it. As long as you're good at it, he'll be interested.
Someone patient. He's domineering and stubborn, so of course he'll want someone who mostly lets him do what he wants to. Anyone who puts up a fight is not in for a good ride.
Someone caring. He can be a little careless with his health sometimes, overworking himself during certain times, so having someone force remind him to take care of himself would be ideal.
Someone comforting, you could say. He has this mindset of us against them, and that he has to plough his way through life. Someone that makes him slow down and appreciate the little things would be...eye opening.
Could i request dorm leaders or fisrt years type? Like the vice dorm leaders one please
Dorm leaders' ideal types
Someone low-maintenance. God forbid he falls for a someone chaotic, wrecking havoc wherever they go. Yes, someone who keeps out of trouble would be good.
Someone hardworking. In the traditional sense even, like with studying and juggling responsibilities. He's been working hard all his life, and he expects you to be able to do so as well.
Someone willing to learn. He delights in teaching people things, and gets a great sense of pride from seeing people excel with (or without) his help. So someone that he could tutor would be nice.
Someone playful. He wouldn't like a troublemaker, but someone that makes him try out fun things with them without making a mess wouldn't be so bad. This won't cross his mind at first, but it is very important for his development later in the relationship.
Someone who can make smart, logical decisions. He would like to have a partners in crime relationship, scheming behind the scenes with with his special someone.
Someone who likes to pamper him. He's very love starved, and will most definitely demand cuddles. He'll tease you if you're being clingy, but he secretly likes it when you come looking for him.
Someone (relatively) kind. Or at least patient. He needs time to accept people who are willing to help him, but he does appreciate it deep down. Despite what he says to protect himself.
Someone who motivates him to do better. He won't ever admit it, maybe not even to himself for a long time, but someone who just lets him laze around all day for years to come won't get the relationship anywhere. Someone with spunk, with goals and dreams might just make him realize that he doesn't have to be defined by how he was treated in the castle. He's more than that.
Someone useful to him talented. You don't have to be the best of the best, but honing your skill in certain areas would certainly earn his respect. And fascination, perhaps?
Someone gentle. With all of his insecurities, he'd want someone who will pamper him until those thoughts go away. He doesn't get along very well with the more pragmatic types anyway, they're too competitive with him.
Someone honest with him. It's a little hypocritical, isn't it? But he'll be suspicious of your intentions if you lie and speak in riddles, so it's best if you could be as straightforward with him as possible.
Someone introverted. He doesn't think much of it as first, but his jealousy flares up quick if he sees his crush get chummy with just about everyone. So someone less sociable would be better.
Someone that jokes around. He doesn't do well in serious situations, and he just wants everyone to have fun, so someone who acts silly would certainly be appreciated!
Someone passionate. Hobbies, an area of knowledge, a collection of something, anything really! Just seeing you excitedly showing off something close to your heart makes him so happy!
Someone honest with their feelings. He has a higher emotional intelligence than his peers, but jumps to conclusion on how to help that sometimes don't work very well. So someone that would just tell him how they're feeling and how to help would be best.
Someone responsible. The balance to his (unintentional) chaos, someone has to keep him in check. Someone that can clean up messes, because he sure can't.
Someone hardworking. He would want someone that can match his hectic lifestyle, no brainer there. He appreciates the effort people put into their work, and he doesn't tolerate slackers.
Someone not clingy. With his tough love and packed schedule, being in a relationship with him isn't for the faint of heart! Clingy people won't last long with how distant he can be at times.
Someone that likes to be pampered. When he does have time to spend with you, he likes to spend it pampering you! Skincare, spa days, and very blunt positive affirmations. Work hard, play hard.
Someone patient, particularly with him. He can be very abrasive, and not everyone can get along with him. Along with his ambitions for his career, he needs someone who understands his situation, and will communicate with him.
Someone introverted. He needs, needs someone who doesn't go out and make friends and introduce them to him. Please, someone who matches or at least understands his reserved energy.
Someone who likes gaming or anime. Idia is the type of person that is only interested in interacting with people that have the same interests as him.
Someone affectionate. He is terrible at making the first move, so someone who would just jump him at any given time wouldn't be so bad. He'll just receive affection whenever you see fit to give it to him. Yeah, that's his life now.
Someone assertive. He doesn't like being in the spotlight, and isn't very good at making his case, so someone who can take over for him would be great! Like having his own personal spokesperson.
Someone lively. Balancing his aloof demeanor, someone cheerful would be a good fit for him. They could be useful in social situations as well, keeping others distracted when he disappears.
Someone curious. He's lived for centuries, and time has long since blurred together. Having someone curious around, excitedly telling him of fleeting things with so much passion has him seeing the world in a fresh, new light. It's intoxicating.
Someone open-minded. He still has much to learn about how things work outside of his homeland, so won't you show him? It would be best if you could remain neutral about what you tell him, so he can form his own opinions.
A good listener. Despite being very quiet, he doesn't listen very well. He has much to say actually, and could talk for hours if given the chance. He'll listen to your rambles, as long as you tolerate his talk of history and gargoyles.
This is random and unprovoked but I really really like genshin's traveler. I think they're really well written with fun dialogue and seems as realistic as you can get considering what we know of them.
I would go on but I am tired. I might do I longer post about them someday but for now I just stand at really liking the traveler(and honestly the lost twin is fun too).
i play aether btw, and I feel like lumine is a much more interesting character to look at in the lost twin role, just by the way her voicelines are acted out in the single scene we have of them atm
I do like the traveler too. I love it when they're a bit like "let's go help again" with Paimon being like "can't we do something for ourselves just once?".
I would really love it, though, if the traveler that gets played had a voice too.
As you might have noticed I have quite a few collabs that will be posted that day.
The higher you rise, the harder you fall (14/02/2022) - Lovers’ lane
Just a Dream (14/02/2022) - Obey me! Male collab
Valentine surprises (14/02/2022) - Love letters collab
Secret Cupid by @/httpstamaki
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Matchups
Once I’m done with those I already have I’ll probably post pone them in favour of actual works such as requests (which I urge you to send) and works I’ve already written.
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New Discord
Despite the fact that no one ever joins them I created yet again a new Discord (and this time I knew how Discord works)
I’ll post about it.
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1st anniversary
I have contacted some moots already but, if anyone wants, I’m open for a collaboration (artist-writer or writer-writer) as long as I can publish it by March and April.
So if anyone, no matter the experience, wants to write a x reader with me (or do something along those lines) for any of my fandoms I’m absolutely up for it!
In honor of Valentine’s Day, I’m hosting my first writing challenge! I know that this holiday has become a bit commercialized, so I wanted to bring it back to what it’s really supposed to be about—love and all the sweet, little things it emcompasses (even if they are angsty 😉).
For this challenge, I want you to incorporate a love letter into your fic since they are just the epitome of sappiness and affection! But love letters don’t have to always be handwritten and pages long. Text messages, voicemails, a quick note on a napkin, magnets combined on a fridge; anything that can be left behind for someone counts :)
This writing challenge will open today and close on March 31st! I will be reading and reblogging each fic, and then adding them to a masterlist.
Below are the rules and some prompts for inspo! I can’t wait to read what everyone comes up with! ♡
