#my work?

[arsonistmascara]

Season 5 au ig/rewrite (bamon only lol) (end of s4, Elena chooses Stefan after the sirebond broke and Bonnie doesn’t die). Think this is my favorite scene I’ve written so far.

Got back into scriptwriting but obviously not a professional its a hobby lol

[riddlerthethievingwarlock]

y'all, I was really hoping it was my internet for once 😭

[bottomlouiswriters]

Hi do you know any lengthy angsty bottom lou? Please 🥺

This ask us actually perfect because I was reading one today.

It has a happy ending but it's kind of sad but super angsty

So Much We Didn't Say - whyidontknow1 - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own]

oh wait here is another I read this one today. Don't judge me for the amount of angst I read ok?

Forever, Uninterrupted - sparkk - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own]

I'd say this one is a little bit more low key when it comes to angst but its still pretty angsty

Anddd here comes the self promotion

now this is one of my very own oneshots it isnt lengthy but it is angsty

Pillow Talk - whatswrongwithAvocados - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own]

and you neverrrr have to ask if my works are bl or not yall should know bettter.

also sorry took so long to answer this ask had no idea it was there but my inbox is open and I have no life so message meee

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[fagbag-diketrike]

congrats on 100 followers love!! if you want to write something, maybe write about the gaang going to ember island to blow off their responsibilities and have fun as kids!

you got it sweetness!! thank you!

Home

 Sweltering heat rained upon them, but it was more enjoyable than the conditioned responsibilities that held them captive. Aang splashed cool water upon Katara, laughing before escaping underneath the water to avoid the wrath of Katara; molding the ocean to her desire, and dumping it on him. Sokka swam underneath, pulling their feet, popping up, laughing, and getting a mouthful of water when Suki jumped on him.

 Toph and Zuko preferred the sand. Toph built castles architects would be jealous of, and purposefully slithered sand on Zuko, snickering at his annoyed sigh; content in the warmth of the sand against her skin. Zuko soaked in the sun, heat infiltrating his veins, and melting him like butter; comfortable, easy…happy. 

It was almost too sweet, inevitable to give them upset stomachs at the end, and make them throw up, only to miss it and yearn to have it once more. It was sunshine happiness, yellow, bright, and new. It was familiar, welcoming…home. 

They were home. 

[themrswallace]

How do you know if you're in the timeline where the one you were supposed to be with has moved on, and now you're the alternate? You're the 'opportunity missed' timeline... The reality you're currently experiencing has charted its course and branched, every step leads further away from the original direction given and thus creates false ideals, and emotions, settling less because you're beyond your planned destination and whoever is in charge must steer you somewhere compatible without completely going off track leading to error--error-- Error. Reboot required... System reboot. Safe mode activated. Hold CTL to enable Administrator... The administrator is here. The administrator will protect you. Memory deletion is in progress.

[bunniesofsteel]

hi, i just wanted to say i absolutely adore your pieces they’ve easily become a comfort of mine to come back to and reread! your characterization of din has me hopelessly in love. i hope your week is going well and i cant wait to read more!

When I tell you I cried when I read this... I'm not exaggerating.

I am so happy that you like my Din. I say mine as though he belongs to me, but of course I only mean this version, this soft, tender Mandalorian that I've plucked apart and put back together to fit my own narrative. Din is everyone's, but he's also personally our own. I write what I need in that moment, so for others to also relate to/find comfort in these silly little words and scenarios that I beat myself up over for not being good enough is... nice. That seems too simple a word, but it is what it is. It's nice. Makes me feel like I'm not totally worthless or something, so yeah- nice.

Thank you so much for sending me this wonderful, positive message. I am thrilled that you enjoy my work, that it brings you comfort. I hope your week is going well and I can't wait for you to read what I've got in store! (Hint- it's more comforting fluff)