[Bragging] I bet I could ad-lib crying sounds so fucking well. I cry all the time. 😎
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[Bragging] I bet I could ad-lib crying sounds so fucking well. I cry all the time. 😎
I will defend Uchiha Itachi to my bitter end.
Uchiha Itachi, whose only goal was to make sure his brother had a future.
Uchiha Itachi, who willingly destroyed himself and his soul, doing the unforgivable, because he knew it was the only way to save Sasuke.
Uchiha Itachi, who knew if anyone found out about the truth behind the massacre, that the Uchiha clan name would be tarnished, and Sasuke would have nothing to his name.
Uchiha Itachi, who did everything in his power to make sure he died the villain, so no one would ever know the truth. So Sasuke could have a life in Konoha.
Uchiha Itachi, who knew how Sasuke would react, and died thinking he had erased any possibility of that happening, of Sasuke finding out and turning on the village.
Uchiha Itachi, who told his brother to kill him, because he knew Sasuke needed to be strong, and that one goal would get him there.
Uchiha Itachi, who told his beloved otōto “if you want to kill me, curse me! hate me!”
Uchiha Itachi, who knew it would kill his soul, if Sasuke truly hated him.
Uchiha Itachi, who wanted his brother to have the closure of erasing the villain in his story. Even at the cost of his soul.
Uchiha Itachi, who gave everything. EVERYTHING.
Who was always 10 steps ahead, calculating every possibility, all in the name of making sure his brother had a future. Could live his life.
… Uchiha Itachi, who was reanimated and learned it had all been for nothing. Uchiha Itachi, who realized he’d failed. That Sasuke knew, and shared the suffering that came with that knowledge.
Uchiha Itachi, who realized his failure. And entrusted Naruto, the boy who loved and understood his brother more than anyone, with saving him.
I will never stop defending Itachi. I will never stop understanding what it is to be the oldest, and be willing to do anything. Anything. To save your sibling. I will never stop understanding that level of love. Everything Itachi did was out of love. Even hurting Sasuke in the process. It was still out of love.
And I will never stop loving Uchiha Itachi.
Cracked glass is easier to shatter.
Is that why you broke me so easily?
You picked me up so gently, mindful of the cracks slowly chipping away.
And then you shattered me in your hands yourself.
Why save me, just to destroy me?
I wish I could’ve held the world in my hands, if only to turn back time and give you a bit more.
We promised each other forever.
I still don’t know who broke first
You still cross my mind, you know?
I still see you in everything I do.
And I grab those memories, every time they appear.
I twist and I yank and I scream.
I don’t know if I’m trying to pull away, or pull you back.
God, please come back.
Grief is a Strange Experience.
I love you so much. I would have done anything to save you.
I hate you for leaving me.
I miss you so bad it makes me sick. It wasn’t your fault or your choice.
I’m angry with you for it all the same.
What do I do with all this love I have left? It’s yours.
I was supposed to have a lifetime to love you. And now I sit in this empty house I call my heart, and I drown in the love you left behind.
I hate you.
But I still have all this love with your name on it.
Love can heal anything.
Im certain of it.
i have yet to see alpha!tengen with his beta!wives meeting omega!reader ♥️🕳♥️
👁👄👁
*through gritted teeth* it doesn’t have to be perfect, it just has to be done. it doesn’t have to be perfect, it just has to be done. it doesn’t have to be-
Me whenever I try to follow “just write!” advice
5 minutes later, deleting everything:
ITS NOT PERFECT
Strength of Mind
Pairing: Akaza (kimetsu no yaiba) x Reader
Summary: following the death of her mother, reader is married to a man she’s never met, and now must learn to live with her new husband, Tozen. However, things take a turn when he disappears during a business trip, returning nearly a week later, different.
This is a slow-build fic, and I do mean slow-build. Akaza/reader is end-game I swear, but it takes a while for that to come around. Lot of hurt/comfort with a predominance in hurt. There is canon-typical violence and assault, as well as possibly triggering sexual trauma in this work. Reader discretion is advised and proper warnings are in the introductory author’s notes of every chapter to allow for full avoidance of any themes that may be triggering to audience. Every chapter also has a closing author’s note, which usually covers the important concepts of the chapter to allow viewers to skip certain parts but still move forward and enjoy the fic as a whole.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/37442671/chapters/93457600#workskin
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
This fic contains graphic depictions of violence, assault, and adult themes. It will eventually include smut, so if you’re under 18 don’t touch this. Thanks.
:) Soooo I’m writing an Akaza/reader slow-build fic because I need it in my life. Uhhh this is the first time I’ve ever posted anything like this on Tumblr, and I almost didn’t because it’s on AO3 and easy to find there… but I know a lot of people tag-crawl here for fics to read so I’m putting it here for people to find.
This is my first fic ever, in fact it’s my first creative writing piece I’ve ever done besides a story I wrote in like 7th grade, and you know your average schoolwork assignments. So, if you’re gonna critique please be gentle, but I’m not afraid of people pointing out mistakes in my writing for me to correct.
The fic on AO3 actually begins on chapter 2, because chapter 1 is just a general background on myself and possibly triggering contents of the story. This is coming predominantly from a need to write to heal in my heart, but if you aren’t able to read distressing or painful writing this is probably not for you. I don’t want anyone going into this fic thinking it’s gonna be fun and nice— it’s hurt/comfort with a REALLY strong basis in hurt. I still haven’t decided if I want to post the chapters themselves in writing here on tumblr, and make a masterlist for the fic— I actually might not even know how to do that, lol. For now, I’ll probably just… post the chapter links. That’s easier.
It’s like super obvious that I do not know what I’m doing lol help 🥲
Lmao I have NOT abandoned this, I’m still trying to write it, I’m just on hiatus rn bc college kicked my ass until mid-May, then work kicked my ass for a month, and now I’m on my way to field camp in Montana.
But like we’re gonna be living in campsites n shit for the next month and a half, and I don’t have my Xbox or laptop or anything for downtime so guess what I’m gonna do?
You’re exactly right, I’m gonna not write, I’m gonna DRAW-
Nah I’ll be writing on my phone 😂 the itch is back, and I already have like 2 chapters outlined I just haven’t written them cause I’m a silly goose.
I’m excited :))
Akaza? ❄️
Hi I love this unapologetically.
Google, tell me the word for someone who needs emotional pain and then comfort. Someone who just has a need for being broken down and then put back together. The need for someone to emotionally hurt them and then fix it. What’s that? Tell me.
The amount of women on here blindly supporting amber is repulsive. Every time i follow a new blog it turns out theyre AH supporters.
I am the type of person to always believe the woman, even without any evidence at all. Id rather believe a false accusor than support an abusor for five seconds. But it is ABUNDANTLY clear that amber turd is a textbook manipulative abuser, it has been since *day one* and ever since it has become more and more obvious.
You all need to take a moment for deep inner reflection. Why is it youre choosing to ignore the facts? Were you abused in a similar manner, but dont want to acknowledge it? Were you abusive in a similar manner, and dont want to be honest about your actions? Or, do you just not give a damn about justice at all unless it fits your narrative?
I have structured and restructured and written and rewritten this next chapter for my fic like 3 times. I have 2 separate drafts and a third one in the makings.
I know where I INTEND to go, but the path there is unclear and shaky and the best option for the [introduction of a certain character and then consequent propagation of a certain type of relationship that will develop slowly until a pivotal point changes everything]
Eludes me.
I know where I want to go. But I can’t seem to find the path there.
This is the first time since starting this fic that I’ve had so much trouble writing it. And I usually update at least once a week if not more, because up until now it’s just flowed. 7 chapters, of average 5K+ words each, and somehow this one point in the plot has thrown this train into a screeching halt.
How annoying. :/
Out of curiosity, how did you get into fanfiction writing? What is your writing process like?
I’ve thought off and on about writing for nearly 3 years now but every time I think I might start, I decide against it. I feel like I wouldn’t have a good story to write because I never have a set plot, just specific scenes I see in my head that I want to write, that I’d have to connect somehow. And when I think of a story, it changes so many times in my head if I ever actually tried to write one I think I’d never finish it.
But there is one scene I keep seeing in my head over and over, and my heart wants to write it, to write an entire multi-part story to make this one scene happen, but my head is so scared I feel like I can’t. (It’s actually a scene with Akaza from Demon Slayer, lol). How does anyone get over that fear?
Hello, Anon!
These are some amazing questions. They really take me back when I first started writing, which really could’ve been ten years ago!
First of all, I want to establish that the only way you can start writing is if you just sit down and write. Acknowledge that the first product might not be the quality you’re looking for, but its a place to start and grow. I’ve had to write millions of words and analyze different methods of story telling to get to where I am now, and I believe at this point, I can openly admit without fearing I’d sound full of myself that I have approached a very good place in my writing. But its taken ten years. As Rengoku-san said, time won’t wait for us. So its really up to us to seize the moment and just write.
Now in order of your questions. I got into fanfiction writing because I started reading fanfiction about ten years ago. It was sometime in my early teens when I was looking up photos of my favorite character from an anime and stumbled on a site called fanfiction.net. The more I read, the more I wanted to write too! So I devised my own story and started writing it down in a notebook. Eventually, I made an account and after several months of having the account, I was finally brave enough to post the first chapter. I never finished the story, and that stands for the majority of pieces on that account.
But that’s okay. I was a fledgling learning what I liked and didn’t like, and that’s something that’s part of the writing process. No one will know what they expect from themselves unless they read. Its really the first step. Digest good literature, analyze writing styles, break out the thesaurus and mix up your vocabulary, think of out of the box verbs - basically, writing is taking risks, and unless the risks are taken, change won’t happen.
Its similar in music. I’ve mentioned in other posts that in addition to writing, I am also a musician (and artist because apparently I want ALL the hobbies). A big part of expressing yourself in music is taking risks. Swell that crescendo, bring out that moving part, find a different articulation for those notes. In an ensemble, I’m not the only one doing it either. We’re all there together taking risks to produce the best kind of music that we can.
It absolutely applies to writing. I think the most enriching experience has been interacting with other writers. We read each other’s works, RP with each other, and it really has given me insight into another writer’s mind and exposed me to different stylistic elements I found appealed to me. So I adopted them!
In art, it isn’t uncommon to see an element of someone’s art style and apply it to your own, which is where the reading comes into play again. Interacting with other writers, reading works of fiction and nonfiction at times as well, and taking the risk to sit down and write are things I have found help me be successful.
I also have an original project I’ve been working on for several years, but I want to plot everything out before I sit down and write out the chapters. One thing I have found very useful is a small notepad, or note app for those who prefer digital, for jotting down ideas when I have them. This way, they’re not lost in the already muddled thoughts of my mind.
Now when it comes to writing a multi chapter story…sometimes winging it works just as well. I honestly had no idea what I was doing with Haunted the first eight chapters. Those were all pulled right out of my ass. Sometimes that’s how it is. Not everything needs to be meticulously plotted, else it becomes dry and uninspired. Leave room for events or dialogue to naturally happen. Plot your biggest points and the rest often works itself out.
The beauty of writing is you also don’t have to share it. I know writers who do write often but keep most of their work to themselves. And that’s okay. If you don’t like what you have written the first several drafts, you don’t have to share it at all. Writing, in my perspective, shouldn’t be for others, but for the sake of yourself as its something that should be enjoyed.
There’s also no shame in trying it and finding you don’t like it, but don’t give up after the first try! Or the second! Or the third!
Its never going to be perfect. We’re human! And that’s okay. The fear of starting something new is intimidating for anyone, but all it takes it taking the step from what is known and comfortable into the unknown. Its how humans change and grow. Change isn’t always a bad thing! Its scary, absolutely, but nothing to truly fear. In fact, I absolutely commented on my first fanfic as a guest to make myself feel better because my fic wasn’t getting any traffic.
Which was understandable. I’m far too terrified to read it and see how I’ve grown.
But that could be inspiring for some! People keep old art to track their progress, and that can definitely be done with writing.
In conclusion, because this is an essay at this point, writing is about risk and learning. Its constantly evolving. Maybe the first thing you write won’t be so great, but that only means the second will be better, and you have only upwards to go! Read and absorb information constantly. Watch videos on how to plot, write notes down somewhere, create charts and forms to organize them. Everyone is different, so you’ll always find different methods out there.
And who knows? Maybe what’s in that beautiful brain of yours is something special? It would be a damn shame if it was to never be developed. So give it a try. That’s all I could really say.
Take some risks. I hope this was useful, and if there’s anything you want me to break down and simplify, please don’t be afraid to ask. I’d be happy to expand on anything. Thank you for sending in your ask. This was quite fun to write!
ONE LAST THING. The most important. Have fun, no matter what you decide to do.
This ask was mine and I can’t thank you enough for the incredible encouragement this filled me with 🙏🏻
I have been dancing around writing for so long it’s ridiculously embarrassing. But this gave me the push of confidence I needed to start writing my first ever fic, and I’m already 7 chapters (35K words) in and I couldn’t be more excited. I’ve been posting on AO3 for like a month~ish now, and I’m dancing on the edges of posting the actual fic or at least links to it here on Tumblr. (Jokes on me this site is actually confusing when it comes to actually creating/posting shit and not just reposting or liking other peoples stuff, and that has slammed me full force.) I might jump on the learning curve and figure out how to make a masterlist for a fic and throw it on here, then learn to format and post every chapter I’ve written thus far and link it. AO3 is nice but I’m also not too fluent in linking those chapters here on tumblr in a way that is pleasing to the eye lol.
ANYWAY.
Thank you 💕 I’m finally Doing The Thing and actually enjoying it, and I’m so excited for what comes next. And I cannot thank you enough for the kind response and words of confidence you gave me, and I hope it helps other people who also were toeing the line like me, wanting to take the leap but afraid of the fall. I made my dive, and it was an extremely emotionally rewarding experience.
Strength of Mind
Pairing: Akaza (kimetsu no yaiba) x Reader
Summary: following the death of her mother, reader is married to a man she’s never met, and now must learn to live with her new husband, Tozen. However, things take a turn when he disappears during a business trip, returning nearly a week later, different.
This is a slow-build fic, and I do mean slow-build. Akaza/reader is end-game I swear, but it takes a while for that to come around. Lot of hurt/comfort with a predominance in hurt. There is canon-typical violence and assault, as well as possibly triggering sexual trauma in this work. Reader discretion is advised and proper warnings are in the introductory author’s notes of every chapter to allow for full avoidance of any themes that may be triggering to audience. Every chapter also has a closing author’s note, which usually covers the important concepts of the chapter to allow viewers to skip certain parts but still move forward and enjoy the fic as a whole.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/37442671/chapters/93457600#workskin
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
This fic contains graphic depictions of violence, assault, and adult themes. It will eventually include smut, so if you’re under 18 don’t touch this. Thanks.
:) Soooo I’m writing an Akaza/reader slow-build fic because I need it in my life. Uhhh this is the first time I’ve ever posted anything like this on Tumblr, and I almost didn’t because it’s on AO3 and easy to find there… but I know a lot of people tag-crawl here for fics to read so I’m putting it here for people to find.
This is my first fic ever, in fact it’s my first creative writing piece I’ve ever done besides a story I wrote in like 7th grade, and you know your average schoolwork assignments. So, if you’re gonna critique please be gentle, but I’m not afraid of people pointing out mistakes in my writing for me to correct.
The fic on AO3 actually begins on chapter 2, because chapter 1 is just a general background on myself and possibly triggering contents of the story. This is coming predominantly from a need to write to heal in my heart, but if you aren’t able to read distressing or painful writing this is probably not for you. I don’t want anyone going into this fic thinking it’s gonna be fun and nice— it’s hurt/comfort with a REALLY strong basis in hurt. I still haven’t decided if I want to post the chapters themselves in writing here on tumblr, and make a masterlist for the fic— I actually might not even know how to do that, lol. For now, I’ll probably just… post the chapter links. That’s easier.
It’s like super obvious that I do not know what I’m doing lol help 🥲
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
It took awhile to update this one, mainly because I chose such a terribly difficult concept to write lmao. But there are some really nice moments in this chapter that I hope the whole thing in general goes over well. As always, here’s a little excerpt below:
Lucifer throws himself full swing into his work, giving out favors, fulfilling desires, calling in every price thereafter. Demons and damned alike wonder just what it was that made the Devil walk in Hell again, stoic and still in his throne for so long. But Lucifer pays them no mind, commanding the underworld, inflicting celestial justice for those who caused so much harm in their human lives. All in the hope that something might come along to distract him from the reality that one errant prayer has forever altered everything he’s ever been or will be.
But then too much time begins to pass. The warmth of her soul becomes little more than a soft memory, an experience that starts to feel like it belongs to someone else entirely. Lucifer attempts to convince himself that it is for the best, that light like hers should not be spent on someone like him. Even if she did pray to him again, he wouldn’t answer. That was resolute. It was a one-time thing, an impulse which merely served to itch a scratch he didn’t know he had. That’s all it was.
He would not answer her again, no matter what it might be that finally makes its way to him.
It was a laughably fragile resolve.
Because in all his imagination, all his deliberation over how she would come into his world again, Lucifer never thought she would ever pray a single, broken word that would be just a breath of her, gone before he could ever hope to hold onto it.
No, she prayed.
And it felt like she was screaming it out for the entire universe to hear. One word.
No.
Reblogging so I can keep up with this and come back later to reread lol