#creative break

[har-talkss]

I needed a break

So I wrote ✨️

[sabinastanart]

If last year I was very much focused on the hands, now I give more attention to the face. Not that the hands don't need anymore attention 😅

[writing-passion-is-a-candle]

The End of A Four-Ish Month Journey

Hello, everyone! After years of dreaming and months of writing, I can finally say it: I finished the first draft of my first YA urban fantasy novel, Can You Spell Werewolf?, on May 20, 2025. THE STORY BEHIND THE DRAFT This story began in November 2020. I officially started the draft on February 1, 2025, over a week after my spring semester of my freshman year of college started. I wrapped my…

The End of A Four-Ish Month Journey

[sugawhaaa]

!!health update!!

I was finally able to book an appointment with a doctor/gynecologist thingy and my condition was improving 💕 however the wait time for my appointment is estimated at roughly 2 months which is a long time. I thought I could pull through with a bit of muscle and some medication but tonight my condition has shown signs of worsening.

I won't give any specific details as to what happened for privacy reasons but overall my health is decreasing again. I am rather pale and constantly have dark circles under my eyes no matter how much I drink, sleep, or eat. I have been restricting myself to healthier foods and avoiding heavily processed meals but this health concern has not been easing up on me. I will probably be seeking medical attention again soon due to the severity of my symptoms and how they have been escalating.

I tried to sound as positive as I could in my official break announcement but I am afraid things are looking negative recently. I try to keep my page a place for positivity and stuff but if I am being honest I'm going through a very rough spot and a lot of my family and friends refuse to offer support. I hope everyone understands that this leave might turn into a longer break than intended. I am still actively writing and completing requests but I am not in the greatest head space to be interacting as much as I had been.

Thank you all for your love and support 💗 I hope to be back soon with another, more positive, update.

[syntonylife]

Hunting for Unexpected Ideas: Turning Casual Moments into Sources of Creativity!

I’ve taken the fantastic habit of writing as soon as I step into the subway. I don’t know why, but it always seems to be the wrong time to have an idea. I find myself surrounded by people laden with shopping bags, and even though I isolate myself with my music, someone asks me something and prevents me from focusing on what I would like. Then I get home and suddenly everything fades away! I…

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[syntonylife]

Hunting for Unexpected Ideas: Turning Casual Moments into Sources of Creativity!

I’ve taken the fantastic habit of writing as soon as I step into the subway. I don’t know why, but it always seems to be the wrong time to have an idea. I find myself surrounded by people laden with shopping bags, and even though I isolate myself with my music, someone asks me something and prevents me from focusing on what I would like. Then I get home and suddenly everything fades away! I…

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[danibananib00]

If Smut Were Honest

I was thinking today, that writing smut / erotica / fanfic, however you want to say it is really amazing because honestly, it’s allowing us to live out some pretty hot fantasies but what if smut was like really honest about what sex was like. How funny would the writing be then, so... I did it because of who I am as a person. So enjoy the following erotic tropes that us writers all try to hit as what we write vs what would probably happen. 

She gasped.  

Reality: She gasped but the suddenness of it sent her into a fit of coughing as the spit in her mouth hit the back of her throat. Her arched back met his needy thrusts as the coughing got worse. He stopped and asked if she was okay as she choked out a “yes” between tears. They stopped fucking and started laughing instead. 

He propped his foot up on the side of the bed, the angle causing his movements to go deeper. 

Reality: He propped his foot on the side of the bed and continued his quick movements. The switch of his angle felt amazing when suddenly a large, painful cramp erupted in the back of his thigh. He panted, holding the spasming muscle in an attempt to make it stop. HIs partner, misunderstanding the gasp cheekily asked “You like that baby?” He groaned in pain unable to tell them that his leg felt like a thousand knives were being driven into it. Finally, with a loud “FUCK.” he pulled out and crashed to the bed, massaging his tight muscle.  

Her face became red and twisted in what seemed like obvious pleasure to her partner. 

Reality:  Her face became red and twisted in what seemed like obvious pleasure, unbeknownst to her partner however, prior to this tryst she had went balls to the wall for Taco Tuesday. She panted through the strokes silently wondering if she was going to make it through the hookup without farting... she did not. 

“I’m a pro, I’ve done this many times.” He reassured his partner with a wink. His partner relaxed, trusting his experience. 

Reality:  “I’m a pro, I’ve done this many times.” “Okay, but that’s my butthole.” “I know, I know” he said quickly readjusting himself...he did not know.  

“You like that baby?” They said as they continued moving their hand in small circles

Reality: That is not my clit. 

They guided their tongue on the underside of his cock, careful not to knick him with their teeth. He moaned in approval and thrusted harder into their mouth. They adjusted easily and allowed him to use their mouth. 

Reality: They guided their tongue on the underside of his cock trying to be careful not to knick him with their teeth, but their lips were a little numb from sucking his dick for so long and they had just about lost all feeling in them. He moaned his approval and started thrusting harder into their mouth, they were not prepared for the sudden change and lost their rhythm causing their teeth to scrape his sensitive member.