#wrtiting

[ncsdlr]

yall ever start writing a fic in a certain mood and the next day youre not in that certain mood anymore so now you gotta wait until youre in that mood again so you can continue writing the fic ??

yea

[luna-azzurra]

Unsaid Things writing ideas

⭒ Two characters sit in the same room, both fully aware that if either of them speaks honestly, the relationship will never be the same again.

⭒ One character practices a confession over and over in their head, then says something completely meaningless out loud instead.

⭒ A character overhears a conversation that confirms their worst fear, and chooses to pretend they never heard it.

⭒ Someone writes a letter they never intend to send, then hides it somewhere the other character almost finds.

⭒ A character asks a harmless question, already knowing the answer, just to see if the other person will lie.

⭒ One character is desperately waiting for an apology that will never come, while the other assumes enough time has passed to forget it.

⭒ A character realizes the other one has been protecting them from the truth, and can’t decide whether to feel grateful or betrayed.

⭒ Two characters share a private joke in public, using humor to avoid acknowledging the fracture underneath.

⭒ Someone almost says “I need you,” but replaces it with something safer, smaller, and far more dishonest.

⭒ A character chooses to leave the room instead of finishing the sentence they started.

⭒ One character knows exactly when things started going wrong, but refuses to admit it because that would mean admitting they stayed too long.

[reiia06]

her .𓂃 ࣪ ִֶ🪽་༘࿐

sypnosis: lohen was so much better to you than those guys you always cry about. he hated how you two were nothing but friends, so when you finally gave him a chance, lohen showed you just how much better he could be.

CONTENT/TAG: lohen x reader, modern!au, nsfw, fem!reader, situationship, best friend!lohen, yearner!lohen, no seriously he yearns so hard i feel bad for him, smut, oral (fem receiving), reader had just gotten out of a relationship, brief mentions of masturbation, slight angst, it feels wrong but it’s right.

w/c: 1.3k

“Fuck…there you go, so good for me.”

Lohen groaned as he pushed your legs apart. Watching from between your thighs when you cried out for him. Each flick of his tongue sent electric shock down your spine, you arched off of the couch, a low moan echoing through the living room of your apartment.

“L-Lohen…” You whined, fingers threading through his hair, giving it a firm tug. Feeling the sting, Lohen let out a groan. Deep and guttural as he continued to feast on you.

Let’s take this back a little.

You were a nice girl. Too nice, in fact. You’re the type of girl who’d stepped on a tree branch and then turned to apologize to the tree. You’d never hurt a fly!

So when Lohen found out your scumbag of a boyfriend had dumped you, safe to say he wasn’t happy.

“What do you even see in him?” Lohen would ask, arm wrapped around you while you sniffled into his shoulder. Wiping your tears with a tissue, then tossing it all into a wet, snotty pile.

“He’s a nice guy—hic…he’s just confused!”

You managed in between sobs, unable to maintain your composure.

You always say that, and then they end up being the worst person known to man.

Gods, you were stupid.

It was both frustrating, and cute. At least to Lohen.

“Something’s seriously wrong with you…” He sighed, patting your back with one hand, the other tugging at another couple tissues. Dabbing them at your teary eyes.

Lohen has always dreamed of having you like this.

By his side, broken and vulnerable. He felt like it was the only way he’d ever feel close enough to you without pushing your boundaries. Even if it was rather perverse and twisted.

He hated just being friends.

Lohen’s been crushing on you for years now. Always by your side, pining over you. He’d reject other people’s advances with a smile and the excuse: “I already have someone else in mind.” So when you began seeing other people, he practically lost his mind. Though he’d never display it outwardly, every time you brought up your new boyfriends, Lohen got jealous. He’s jealous that he couldn’t be the one to hug you, to love you, to go to bed with you at night and have you all to himself—

Damn it.

Just the idea of it made his pants feel tight.

A noise tore through the air and brought Lohen back to reality. Where he was still buried between your legs, though he’d stopped his movement. The sudden lack of stimuli makes you whimper.

“W-What’s wrong?” You lifted your head from the couch, staring down at your best friend.

“No, nothing,” Lohen quickly dismissed. Bringing your legs off of his shoulders while he brought himself up from the floor. Resting his knee on the couch cushion between your thighs, one hand resting on your shoulder, while the other pulled your face in for a kiss. Letting you taste yourself on his tongue.

Nothing’s wrong.

It couldn’t have been more right.

The kiss started out slow and gentle. Each touch of his lips feather light, like he was handling a fragile flower. His thumb stroking your cheek softly. And when you wrapped your arms around him, moving your lips against his, the kiss turned heated. Lohen reciprocated with a desperate fervor, he poured his emotions into each smack of your lips. Every unspoken word, every sleepless night he spent thinking about you while rutting against his bed. A mere pillow wouldn’t amount to you, it could never. It didn’t have your face, it didn’t have your scent, didn’t have your emotions.

It wasn’t you.

“You don’t know how long I’ve been thinking about this for,” He said, pulling away from the kiss. Lohen’s crimson eyes locked on yours, they glistened in the dimly lit room. Illuminated by the moonlight peeking through the curtains.

Hands falling back to your side, you mumbled, ”I don’t know…Lohen, I just think this feels wrong—“

”Wrong?” He interjected. “How can it be wrong? How, when you’re finally here with me? When it feels so right?”

It did. You didn’t know how to put it into words, but being with Lohen—it felt so much more natural than it did with any of your exes.

Staring into those eyes, it was as if all of your uncertainty seemed to fade away. Lohen’s gaze felt…comforting. Raw. As if you were staring into the very depth of his soul. His silent sentiment communicated all through one look.

“…I love you,” He finally breathed. “I love you so so much. I’ve been in love with you since we met at that party—I don’t think I’ve ever gone one day without reminding myself of just how much you mean to me.”

The confession was sudden. Lohen hadn’t even realized what he’d said until he saw the look of utter disbelief on your face.

Shit.

Might as well roll with it now.

”…So when you told me to come over, and then you were crying about your douchebag ex. One thing led to another and I just…I don’t know. I just needed to show you you’re wanted for more than just your body.”

A short pause. He exhaled, then continued.

”I hope you won’t hate me too much after this.”

Well, safe to say you were flabbergasted.

“…Hate you?” You sputtered, sitting up straighter on the couch. The fact that you were having sex with your best friend completely forgotten about—because he’d just confessed his feelings to you.

“I-I don’t even know what to say right now. I…”

Lohen seemed pretty relieved at your words. Good, you don’t completely find his existence insulting. Although, he had to admit, in a state of shock, you were entertaining to look at.

Well how else were you supposed to act?

“Lohen, I don’t hate you,” you shook your head, arms coming up to rest on his shoulders. “I can’t hate you. I feel like if I did, I’d resent myself too for feeling that way about you.”

It was at this moment that you finally came to terms with your feelings about your best friend. In truth, you’ve been aware of him. More than you’d like to admit. You liked the attention he was giving you, seeing him lose his marbles whenever you mentioned someone new. You always noticed, of course you did.

The problem here is how you’d denied your own feelings for so long. You didn’t want to be in love with Lohen. All of your relationships always ended in failure, and you felt like the one at fault. All of your exes had said so.

“You’re too clingy, so picky, you make me sick to my stomach!”

So, you threw yourself at other people. Even with knowing that Lohen wanted you, you didn’t want to risk the possibility of ruining your chance with him too.

Leaning in, you closed your distance, nose lightly brushing his.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner,” You sighed. “I love you too. I’ve been waiting to say that since forever…”

Lohen’s eyes widened at your words, his expression mirroring your own from earlier.

“I only dated all those guys because I didn’t want to have to reciprocate your feelings and then hurt you—I’m a terrible partner.”

“You’re not a bad partner,” Lohen says, “those guys have no idea what they’re talking about.”

Lohen finally sealed the deal with a kiss. Giving him, and a part of yourself, closure.

Pulling away, the two of you kept eye contact for a few seconds before bursting out laughing.

Who knew what you were even laughing about? How spontaneous and ridiculous this entire thing is maybe?

When the laughter died down, silence stretched between the both of you. Hanging in the air for a few moments…

“…Does this mean we’re together now?” You decided to break the ice.

Hearing your words, Lohen simply smiled. Pressing his lips against the corner of your mouth before murmuring.

“We can be together if you’d like.”

His hands trailed down your body, before resting on your waist.

“But for now,”

A firm tug brought you forward, a sly grin spread across his face when your ass was pressed firmly against his hips.

“Let’s get back to what we were doing, yeah?”

a/n: HIIII THANKS SO MYUCG FOR YOUR OVERWHELMING SUPPORTS ON MY FIRST POST! soooo…there’s definitely some smut in this, i feel like during the writing process i’d tend to be more focused on the emotional aspect if im being honest. im not the best at writing smutty stuff bear with me guys…(╥ ᴗ ╥) im also going to start including word counts in my posts. anyways, i hope you enjoyed this! don’t forget to like & reblog if you did<33

[power-up-girl-stories]

Writing is a way to give a permanent shape to a fleeting thought.

[magictophatcat]

Writing a fanfic sometimes feels like having a plan...only for that plan to magically transform into a slice of cake. Now you have to bake the rest of the cake because you can't just serve a single slice whilst random cake slices of unidentified origin rain down from the sky tempting you like some kind of cake demon.

[eilishit]

ALL FOR YOU, BABE. - lamine yamal.

WARNINGS: just fluff!! and reader brazilian.

mdynotes: i wrote this after brazil's defeat in the world cup, and initially I wasn't going to post it, but it ended up being quite nice to share! 🇧🇷

Lamine was training for a few extra hours today, but he promised to get there as soon as possible to watch the game with you.

And he managed to arrive 15 minutes before the game started.

This game was very important; if Brazil lost, they would have to go back home, and that made your heart tremble and ache inside.

Even though Spain was in the World Cup, he would still have cheered along with you. He's your boyfriend after all.

Time was passing very quickly, it was already the second half and your hopes were lost. It was 2-0 for Norway.

You with your obviously sad and disappointed expression, saw at the last minute the referee award a penalty to Brazil.

Your heart was practically leaping out of his chest, Neymar prepared for the goal and scored. But unfortunately, it was all for nothing; Brazil had been eliminated.

Your throat was ached from shouting so much; the game was over, and so was your joy.

Seeing your country eliminated in such a humiliating way was such a terrible feeling.

The atmosphere was tense, Lamine didn't know how to comfort you after all this, but he was already thinking of a thousand ways to cheer you up. He quickly turns off the TV, drawing your attention.

"mi amor" ("my love") He says, standing up quickly and going over to you to hold your hands. You remained silent the whole time, you didn't want to talk, you didn't feel like it.

"i can imagine how sad you must be right now, i'm so sorry." he says in his soft, comforting voice.

You swallow hard, feeling your throat burn.

"but let's do something to cheer you up, shall we?" he says, holding your hands firmly and forcefully lifting you up.

"i'm not really in the mood…" you say in a dejected tone, letting go of his hand.

"por favor, mi amor" ("please, my love.") He pleads softly while clasping his hands together and making a "please" gesture, which warms your heart.

You sigh "okay." trying to cheer yourself up.

"great!" he says with a broad smile.

The first thing he decided to do was order one of your favorite desserts.

While the order was being placed, he went to your room and chose two warm and comfortable pajamas (one of the tackiest ones you two had).

"are you really going to want to wear these pajamas?" you ask suspiciously, laughing at your boyfriend's face as he holds the hanger that holds the pajamas.

"¿no es obvio?" (isn't it obvious?) he says ironically, making you roll your eyes.

You both change clothes and you feel more cheerful while Lamine laughs in disbelief that he was actually wearing that.

"kenye would love these pajamas," you comment, chuckling softly.

"let's take a picture to show him later!" he says, grabbing his phone. He adjusts his phone to the best angle of the two of you (not that it was hard to find), and the photo turns out super cute with you both smiling in your matching pajamas.

"it turned out really good!" you say, looking at the photo.

"of course it did, with a girl as beautiful as you in it." he said, kissing your cheeks several times making you laugh softly.

"stop, it tickles, bebé!" You spoke while still laughing as he kissed your cheeks and stole a quick kiss.

"no pude contenerme" (i couldn't hold back). The doorbell rings, signifying that the desserts have arrived.

"i'll answer the door, can you choose a movie for us to watch?" he asks more as a suggestion than a request, quickly going to the door to receive the sweets.

You quickly sit down on the sofa and turn on the TV to choose a movie to watch. He quickly returns and sits down with the heavy bag.

"wow, that was quite a lot" you say.

"all to please you, babe" he says, giving you a quick peck. You laugh shyly and press play on the movie.

"people say this one is really good!" Lamine comments while tasting some of the cake.

"i hope so!" you say excitedly, choosing which dessert you're going to get.

However, you ended up falling asleep halfway through the end of the movie.

Lamine laughed, knowing this would happen sooner or later, and kissed your forehead and stroked your hair, making you hug him so both of you could cuddle.

[kokica1]

I love hurt/comfort because the possibilities are buzzy and endless for ships,

A has a horrific nightmare and B swoops in to comfort them and hush their cries, wipe away their tears.

A gets injured and, while breathing through the pain, they feel B cradle them close in their lap.

A experiences severe bullying and, one day, when B finally sees it, B shoves the bad guys away, shielding A.

A has a chronic health condition / chronic pain and, while bedridden, B reassures them, brings them snacks, etc.

A has asthma / anxiety and needs their medication so B runs to grab it from their bag, helping A take it because their hands are too shaky and clammy to open the bottle / take the medication.

LIKE COME ON YOU DON'T LIKE HURT/COMFORT AND SHIPPING???

[lannegarrett]

Me reading my first draft: