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[lavenoorwarning]

Hello. I made this account to spread awareness on lavenoor. I don't want anyone to be harrassed; I made this to share my experience and shed light on what happened to me.

Warning for talk of grooming in the document.

lavenoor

Hello. I’m writing this to spread awareness on Noor, formerly known as Violet on Quotev and Tumblr. Her current URL is lavenoor, and her pas

[t-rae18]

"Surface Tension" Chapter 18 - Worth Fighting For: End Scene

Y'all, I've been holding onto this one since NOVEMBER. It was like my second or third attempt at digital art, and I spent DAYS on this. Zoom in for details!

Also, please remind me to never choose a complicated quilt blanket for any future fanfictions, yeah, that'd be great, thanks.

Now that I kind of know how to use lighting layers, I feel like I should go back in and edit this... 🤔

[futureflipflop]

ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧ Heyllo!

I'm Berry, and welcome to my blog. Here, I post about my fics, drawings related to my fics, and whatever else I feel like. I'm not a very organized blog, but I filter my posts where I yap with #flipfloptalk!

╰┈➤ Links

➤ Links to my pages!

✎ Ao3 ✎ Quotev

➤ Important announcements regarding fic statuses

✦ No longer updating to Quotev ✦ Ao3 locked to registered users only

➤ Masterlist of the fandoms I make content for!

ᯓ★ Aphmau - My Inner Demons ⋆˙⟡ Undertale - Underverse

-`♡´- Thank you for cheking out my blog, and should you stick around, I hope you enjoy your stay! -`♡´-

[nikal3]

I am looking for an author and a person who was under the nickname

To begin with, I would like to scroll past this post to all those who do not like lavenoor and her/his work. I love this author's fan fiction and would very much like to continue reading it. So please, please, if someone knows the author in real life, you can give somehow contact him, author, or the author himself is reading this post. Please write to me. I really want you to send me your fan fiction so that I can read it. I can promise that it will not be posted anywhere and it will be purely personal for my reading. It's just that it was my favorite fan fiction, and I recently reread it. I don't know when and when I wanted to continue reading this. It gives me that there is no such fan fiction. I decided to found your account on the Internet or just how to communicate with you, but when I found a small hint, I saw that your account was no longer there😭😭😭

I don't support the people who write badly about the author and I don't support the author himself. I am just a reader, who likes this work. I don't even really understand how the author's diarrhea started. I heard that someone spoke badly about his work. Then I have a question for you: If you don't like it. Why do you continue reading this work? No one is forcing you to read this.

I also saw that someone spoke about the fact that the author changed and lied about the character. The same question for you as above. If you don't like it, don't read it. Were there any more claims that it says about persecution and violence/rape? I didn't understand exactly, but again. As far as I know, this fanfiction has a "yandere" label, that is, there can be rape, murder, violence, harassment… When did you start reading this fanfiction, and what were you thinking about?

I also saw that someone wrote that they were not very upset about the removal of fanfiction, as it was poorly written. And that, just as people used to write about Disney, so now there will be people who will write about it. There was also an offer to team up and write fan fiction together. For me, as a foreign reader who respects the work of others, it is extremely strange to read. After all, you're writing something similar, not exactly what it was. And as for the fact that it was poorly written, for those who read and like this fanfiction, he will read, for those who do not like fanfiction, I do not understand why they read. In another way, those who like to read don't really care how it's written, good or bad. After all, they already like this fan fiction.

In conclusion, I want to say that English is not my native language and I almost do not know it. I wrote this post entirely with the help of a translator. I was not interested in the author and his/her life and I don't plan to. I also have no claims that the fanfiction is not finished. I have a lot of fanfiction that I read and re-read its, although they are not complete. So, dear author, I am completely satisfied with your work, I really hope that you will see this post and contact with me. Please, just send me your fanfiction somehow or a link where I could read it. It's just that the removal of this fan fiction brought me great pain💔

I'm sorry if there were any mistakes.

[average-fandom-enjoyer]

Recreating EYE CONTACT love interest by memory. (Pt. 1)

If you don't already know, the creator of EYE CONTACT and many more popular stories such as; BLEACH X BLOOD, The Landlord, and—what I'm most familiar with—EYE CONTACT @clemeientene was accused of using ai back at around august this year. Now, I had only found out about their disappearance recently. At first, I thought, just like kikyo581(?)'s situation mein's account was falsely deleted. But how wrong I was. I searched through everywhere I can for her account in every writing platform I could think of, only to be met with web pages that were once active. Her wattpad account? Gone. Quotev? Nonexistent. Tumblr? Abandoned. I don't know which account was responsible for mein's disappearence, or the other factors that were involved in it. All I know is that mein is gone, alongside with her stories. And as for coping plus with preserving what's left, I'm going to try preserving the fic's general plot to the best of my abilities.

For context (can you tell that I'm horrible at writing summaries?):

The story revolves around reader as they found their way into a hentai manga they were hate reading before getting isekaid. There, they made a foolproof plan to survive without a harem holding them back. Why? Because in the original hentai, the MC was a loser who was resented by everyone around him. By some unseen forces, he was cursed (or blessed) with the eyes that could turn anyone who stares at it into lovesick individuals that would do anything as MC's desires. Though, in the end the MC was killed by an insignificant girl who was unaffected by the curse. With that in mind, the reader who was expecting the same treatment prepared a plan to survive. The problem was that it went totally off brand of what they expected too. The characters were too nice, everyone didn't resent them and many more which I cannot remember for the life of me.

Haruto (MC's childhood friend):

(I created this using picrew!)

The details that I could remember:

Haruto was MC's childhood friend.

He had blonde hair and blue eyes.

The picture of reference mein used was of a generic manhwa character, just with softer eyes.

Haruto had no lower lashes, I just added it for headcanon reasons.

His eyes were a darker blue, but I couldn't find the shade that matches his reference picture. It was either too dark or too light, but in the end I chose the lighter one.

He was the president of a judo/karate/martial arts club.

In the original manga, the girl version of him was a fake friend to MC. That is why the isekaid MC expected for Haruto to be the same, but turns out he wasn't.

Might be a little possessive.

I don't know what to add here, feel free to add more details.

[scrollwyrm]

Chapter 1. Prisoner

Moon was a dragon who moved past her mistakes. She had felt regret and lived in her past for so long. How could she fall into a trancelike state and accidentally warn her father about the oncoming RainWing invasion? Because she was a seer. How could she learn every other dragon’s secrets? Because she was a mind reader. Was she doing it on purpose? No. None of that was her fault. So she was moving on from that. The RainWings had scattered after BattleWinner’s attack, years ago. She had only been two when she’d had the prophecy, but MorrowSeer had understood what it meant. His queen had gathered troops and preemptively ordered an assault on the RainWing village. 

There had been almost no casualties, and the RainWings had mostly escaped, disorganised, terrified, and isolated. Moon felt awful for them. They were a village, a whole tribe, of fruit-eating pacifists. Of course, the NightWings needed the rainforest. They were dying slowly from breathing poison every second of every day under the constant threat of being buried in fire and rock. But that didn’t make it okay. Not any of it. 

“Moon?” There he was. Her father. How had she not heard his thoughts behind her? Maybe she had, and she was just too lost in her own to notice. Not the dragon who lead the attack. But one of the many who had been forced to fight in it. How could she love a killer? More importantly, how could a killer act like such a good dragon, a good father, when Moon could almost smell the blood on his talons? And how could a killer be a dragon who had fought every step of the way to avoid becoming a killer in the end? “Are you still coming?” She nodded, walking faster down the dark wood floor of the corridor. Finally, as the wood corridor started to widen, she entered the room that was burned into her mind. She’d only been there three times before, but she saw it when she fell asleep and when she woke up. 

The small table with the warm orange lantern. The deep rich brown wood of the walls. The sad mess of black chains and padlocks. Nervously, she stepped up to the cell, wrapping her talons around the cold bars. A dragon with anxious green eyes just like Moon’s, and a dark birthmark on her chest that reminded her of the padlock the door was held by. SecretKeeper. That must have been why she was named that, Moon thought sadly. She was always destined to keep a secret. An impossible secret. And she was always destined to be locked behind bars for it. 

“Hello, mother. How have you been?” Moon tried to ignore the fear and helplessness that always bubbled up in her chest, like a padlock around her own heart, a broken patch of darkness just like her mother’s whenever she saw the old prisoner. MorrowSeer had always said that SecretKeeper was mad. To that, Moon would ask him why he’d married her. 

She turned to her father, who was standing wearily behind her, eyeing SecretKeeper with sadness and worry. “Would you mind if I talked to her alone for a while?” He nodded wordlessly, stepping back into the corridor and shutting the window behind him with a satisfying click. Quiet, worried thoughts about what SecretKeeper would say, or worse: think, to her swam across his mind. 

“Moon. How are you, my darling? You’re so much taller than I thought you would be. Just like your father, you know?” And I know you’ll betray me, just like he did. The undertone of bitterness in her voice was unmistakable, but the cold anger of her thoughts was so much worse. Moon sighed sadly. She knew SecretKeeper blamed her for everything, but it was always so painful to hear that knowledge affirmed in person. That was why MorrowSeer tried to minimise her interaction with her mother. Still, Moon always pestered him to let her go back. She felt like if SecretKeeper would just say that it was okay, that it wasn’t all Moon’s fault, that she had been wrong, it would all suddenly be true. 

[lavenoorwarning]

Lavenoor turned off comments on her stories, and she won't take accountability for what she did. She did not just make lighthearted jokes taken out of context. She implied she would date a twelve year old when she was sixteen, nearly seventeen. Don't ever let her or anyone else forget this.

I was TWELVE. You knew I was twelve. No amount of "addressing it" will make it okay. What you did is unacceptable, and it always will be.

[t-rae18]

I have stayed up until like 3am practically every night for the last month, just drafting out the rest of Surface Tension (my 2012 Leonardo X Reader), and last night around 2:30am, I finally finished the final chapter... Now, it's just re-reading and revising for the next few weeks.

I have procrastinated writing these last 2 chapters for at least 2 weeks, knowing full well I was gonna cry like a baby... Y'all are NOT ready. Cause neither was I, and I'm the one stinkin' doing this to myself.

I am not gonna give anything away (I am trying to practice some self-control for now), but I will say this: There are 25 chapters in this book of a fanfiction, and I hope it's been a comfort as much for you as it has been for me.

I am so thankful

for all of you following along, commenting how a certain chapter made you feel, and for all of your engagement. Never thought I'd write an over 145K word Leo x Reader, but I mean hey, when the inspiration (and unhealthy obsession) strikes, let it strike! 😅😂