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[foreverisntenough]

I’m Back.

I needed to step away; to breathe, to mend, to remember why I started this in the first place. A blog like this, built from passion, imagination, and love, should never be a source of pain. And yet, it became one. Words may not leave bruises, but they can cut deep. They left wounds I wasn’t sure how to heal in a moment. This absence may have felt short to some of you, long to others, but it's what I needed.

Re: last update

But here’s the truth: I love what I do. I love crafting stories, weaving emotions into words, and building worlds for us to escape into. I love the discussions, the wild theories, the laughter over delusions, the shared love for footballers, tropes of romance, and creativity. This space was never just mine, it was ours. And though cruelty tried to take that away from me, I refuse to let it.

You can't imagine (well maybe some of you could) what my inbox looked like and I refuse to share it because I don't want that type of negativity on Forever Isn't Enough. That is not my blog. That is not me. And that is not us who exist here because I am not me without you all. I love the real community - not the anonymity hiding behind aggression, racism, threats, and hate - but the real one that never have to unanimously agree but aways will listen and read with openness.

Hate does not define me. But I am not made of stone. Behind the screen, beyond the pretty words, I am a person, just like you, and I hope that everyone who reads this remembers that. That every tumblr account, anon or with a username, is a human being. I’m returning not as a puppet but as ‘Fie’, a writer, hoping that those who are still here will want to find our way back to what this was meant to be: a place of joy, of connection, of creativity without cruelty.

I love this community and the connection we’ve built - silly pretty boys aside. I want to share, laugh, cry, and discuss with all of you again, to enter these fictional worlds but with respect and empathy.

So, to the ones who have stood by me, to the ones who have sent kindness when I needed it most, thank you. Your love has always meant more than the noise. You remind me why I love doing this, being here. Why I began sharing my deluded fictional tales of romances with footballers. Why I love each of you enough to share my imagination with. 

If my stories are not for you, that’s okay. But please, do not try to take them from me. Simply walk away.

For those who remain—I’m here, I’m writing, and I’m ready to share again. I’m ready to let the light back in through the aperture of my blog and to get lost in the beautiful, messy world of fan fiction again.

FIE xx

[i'm going to open my inbox to post my responses to all the wonderful messages I've received in the past few days. I apologize for the spam but each one was everything I needed.]

[foreverisntenough]

a tiny personal update because my heart is doing somersaults 🥹

i’m only 20 followers away from 1,000 and that is… absolutely mental?? i don’t even know how to put it into words without sounding like i’m about to cry into my keyboard, because honestly, i might.

to everyone who’s been here through all my highs and lows; through loving players, leaving them, finding new ones, circling back, spiraling, healing, writing chaos, writing softness; the constant has been you.

you’ve stayed. you’ve read. you’ve sent messages when i thought no one was listening. you’ve created space for me when i was fumbling through plot twists and real life ones too. you’ve let me scream about footballers and then turn around and write 6k words of yearning at 2 a.m.

i don’t take any of it for granted.

so whether you followed me in chapter one or literally yesterday, i love you. truly. thank you for being the sweetest, funniest, most unhinged little corner of the internet i could ever ask for.

here’s to the last 20, or if we stay right here at 980, and to everything we’ve build together.

thank you, merci, gracias, danke- however you say it.

xx FIE

[foreverisntenough]

Love your fics!!

What are your fave parts, spicy and/or non spicy, throughout the You’re Mine & Ours (and extras) fics?

Like what are you happiest with? And what was the most enjoyable to write?

Wowwww. These questionsss... I need other people to answer these too! Im dying to know but hmm... This will be long

Favorite Parts

Spicy: I think Chapter 2 leading into Chapter 3 in 'You're Mine' when they first begin to hook up... Is the one that outwardly sticks out to me because I was just so excited for it all to kick off.

You pulled one of his hands from you guiding it with your own up your body. From your ass, around your hip, up your stomach, racking your ribs, under and over top of the side of your boob, over your collarbone. Your hands moving painfully slow for Trent. He just wanted to ravage you. He wanted to protect you, love you but destroy you at the same time. He needed to know what you were like in bed. Now.

Chapter 29 in 'You're Mine' - Just anytime they would tease the other was 😮‍💨 Them laying in the cinema.

“Wouldn’t it be nice if I could just keep your cock warm inside me right now?” You whispered out of the blue into Trent’s ear. His eyes widened. His breath hitched. Your teeth nibbling and pulling on his earlobe. “Oh my goddd” he groaned but equally as quiet back to you feeling his cock start to harden. It resulted in him making another mistake in the video game.

Like any of the flirty bits like Chapter 29 in 'Ours' them laying in the cinema again. That room in general was spicy lol

“Is it? Because I think it turns you on.” You giggled with a cheeky smile giving him a bit of a tease. “I think it turns you on!” He yelped defending himself, turning your accusation back on you with an equally if not more cheeky smile. “Depends on the context, you just turn me on.” You repeated his initial commentary. He hummed in agreement, pecking your lips.

Non spicy: I think a lot of the more wholesome bits. maybe just the babies tbh

Chapter 15 in 'Ours' When teddy says 'dada' and they're playing footie.

“Good girl, Ted.” You encouraged her as you took your seat down onto the turf. You assumed after that reaction you’d be here for a while. You watched on with a smile. Teddy would turn around every so often to make sure you were still watching them after she heard your first compliment. If you happened to be on your phone the second she did, she would let you know. ‘Mama!’ yelled immediately grabbing your attention. They must’ve done that on repeat for an hour. Neither one was tired of it. Trent was stood on his knees next to her but leaned over and whispered in her ear. You watched him stand up and turn towards you. “Should we go get mummy?” He asked Teddy and started to jog towards you Teddy eagerly trying to keep up with him. You smiled and got up from the turf. You ran towards Teddy and scooped her up off the grass. She squealed.

Part 1 of 'The Epilogue' had to be Theo liking sheep for me. It was so beyond random but such a nice look at their family.

“Dada, know sheep are softs.” Theo tried to qualify what merited the new obsession. “Erm… yeah I guess, mate. Any other info for me or just that they’re soft.” Trent tried to stifle his laugh. He wasn’t expecting Theo to dole out any real reasoning but ‘soft’ wasn’t really high on his list either. He was also trying to work out if Theo had even seen a sheep in person. “Cool toos.” Theo tacked on. “Okay, soft and cool, that's valid enough. C’mere my little sheep.” Trent cooed, squeezing Theo a little tighter as he wriggled in his dad’s arms, still going on about the animal with unabated enthusiasm

I'll be so real any little scene with Teddy

In the pool - Chapter 21

“Mama! Like wawa!!!” She squealed. You giggled and pressed kisses to her cheek sporadically, keeping her close to you not letting her leave her seat safe on the step.

Racing in the house - Chapter 26

“Erm…” Teddy hummed thinking for a moment what to do. She wanted to win too but his arm clearly stretched past hers and you all could see that. “Tie dada, tay? We tie, tay?” She smiled at him before scootching herself up a little more on the carpet on her belly with a wiggle for their fingers to come be relatively aligned. Your heart warmed.

Afraid of thunderstorms - Chapter 23

“Ted...” he tried not to laugh. “Look, baby.” He pointed to the splashing puddles on the patio stone outside the glass door “It’s just wawa. You’re okay.” He cooed. They sat there for a while embraced. Teddy squeezing him a little tighter every time she heard the thunder but bravely watched the puddles regardless. 

The chapter I am happiest with probably has to be Chapter 1 of ‘You’re Mine.’ I don't think it is the best as far as composition but it just set the tone for obviously a massive piece of work. I thought it was enticing, exciting, realistically farfetched. The whole thing made me smile.

Most enjoyable to write: These are probably two very contrasting chapters but they were by far my favorites to write

Chapter 12 in 'Ours' was probably one of my favorite chapters start to finish.

Chapter 19 in 'Ours' was... and I know this is backwards but I love the turmoil.

You didn't ask this but just general recurrences I always liked... Marcel and Teddy's relationship, Trent being soft, Anytime Y/N opened up, Trent dropping his bags by the door. idkkk....

Anything readers liked that I missed?

TY again for this question