First: One thing I do want to get across is my page is a safe space for everyone, no matter who you are, how you identify, or your past, you are still welcome. Please keep in mind there will be no bashing to those because of how they identify. I fully support LGBT+, Black Lives Matter, Stop Asian Hate, Indigenous Peoples Movement, and many others. There will be no racism, or general stupidity in those regards.
Second: I will do my best to put on trigger warnings on most of my work, but my page does share posts regarding to triggering events. Please feel free to read but be cautious and set boundaries for yourself when going forward. I share posts regarding awareness and even write on those certain topics (tw: drug usage, SA, alcoholism, violence, war, ED, etc.) Plus I curse quite a bit irl and if that reflects in my work without being noticed, this is so you are aware ahead of time.
About me: I identify as she/her. Most of my work is x reader and will have a feminine reader. I will do my best to work through my old posts and make them gender neutral. My work going forward will be gender neutral so everyone can read it comfortably. Please note that some of my work dates back to middle school and I am currently in first year of university. There may be some terms that are not politically correct, PLEASE bring anything to my attention if it makes you uncomfortable! I am 18+ and will not be going into any specifics as to what age I am for privacy and security reasons. I will not be posting nfsw unless I change my mind but if I do it will be very limited and it will be in warnings.
6 Tips on Writing An Actually Inclusive Reader Insert:
1. Do a ctrl + f search of the colors red and pink. If these colors are being used to describe the reader in any way, delete it.
2. Instead of "blushing", use "goosebumps", "shivers", "avoiding eye contact", etc. It still conveys the same thing, and you can get more creative than just using "blushing" 10,000 times.
3. Don't mention being pale or becoming pale (like, seriously, this is just a given). If you want to talk about the reader looking sick or dying, use "ghastly" or "sunken eyes", etc. Again, this is a great opportunity to be more creative in your language as well as inclusive
4. For body-inclusivity, don't talk about the reader sharing clothes with someone. I personally would not fit into anything that Nancy Wheeler owns, so yeah, let's just not do this
5. Don't mention hair. A lot of us can't just wash our hair and move on with our day. Don't get me started on "running their fingers across their hair". Just refrain from descriptions of styling, washing, and touching the reader's hair.
6. Don't put pictures of pretty, white girls for "aesthetics". It honestly just deters readers, and it's just not inclusive in the slightest
That's it, that's basically all you need to do to be inclusive. I'll admit, as a lighter skin POC writer, some of these did slip my mind when I used to write, but what's important is actually listening to readers and encouraging inclusivity in your writing.
If anyone has any other suggestions, feel free to put your own.
Hi and happy Star Wars Day everyone! Sorry for being a little inactive lately i recently moved out of my parents house and don’t have wifi at my new place... I promise i will get back to updating and writing once everything is set! Thanks again :)
CONGRATULATIONS! you are my current binge read account cause I found you 2 seconds ago as a prize you get a bit of my soul, if I can find wherever it went
lolol thank you so much!! I really appreciate the love from everyone :)))
Hi sorry, as of right now I am not writing for newsies anymore mostly due to lack of motivation :( I have all my works for the musical under my general masterlist sorry to everyone who requested!
Hi everyone! So my account is kinda under construction right now I am trying to get my head around the features put in this past year and fixing the whole *aesthetic* of my account lol thanks for the love so far I appreciate it :)
As most of my one-shot or imagine work is on tumblr, I do have work that is also on Wattpad. The account in the links is my only Wattpad account so please if you see any other account that is using my work please feel free to contact me. Using work that is not your own is plagiarism which is not only unethical but it is also punishable by fines or even jail time depending on where the crime is committed!
Steve Rogers x fem!Reader
Bender - completed but may be continued in the future (56 chapters currently)
Cosmic - unfinished with 29 chapters, on hiatus but may be continued in the near future
Warnings: None! Well its my first Dream fic and it hasn’t really been edited so maybe that should be a warning lol but mostly just fluff :) Also use of irl names, idk how Dream feels about that so please let me know if I should change it! :)
A/N: Heyyyy... Long time so see! Um... so here’s a dream fic! I am done my first year of uni now so if yall wanna start up some requests I can try and do that again? Probably will mostly be along the lines of the Dream SMP or maybe even other streamers since that’s what I’ve been interested in lately. My requests have never really closed, I’ve just been inactive, but I’ll try to start writing again!
It was a long night of shifting between games with friends and discord conversations. I combed my hair back as my eyes grew tired as the screen shifted to a victory for the imposters. I sighed leaning back in my chair seconds before I got the last kill of the game, earning Karl and me the win.
“Wow…” Rae spoke up as everyone began to unmute.
“S/N??” Sykkuno piped up from his side of the call. I let out a little tired laugh as I returned to the main lobby.
“I think that was LG for me guys,” I spoke out hearing a few pleas against it. “Sorry, I’ve been streaming for like…” I trailed off checking the time, 12:30, “6 hours now? I’m ready for bed, honestly.”
“I should probably do the same,” Dream spoke up, him being in the same timezone as me.
“You guys really should leave the east coast, PST is where it’s at.” Corpse mumbled as I opened back up my stream chat.
“I know, I know, but I can’t get myself to leave my hometown.” I laughed out as I skimmed over my chat reading the goodnight wishes and the thanks for streaming messages.
“Well, I live on the east coast and I’m fine to stay up.” Karl joked as I let out a yawn.
“Does anyone have any fills?” Toast asked. “If not we might have to end it here.”
“Toast aren’t you in the same time zone as me right now?” I asked out. “Go to bed.”
“I don’t need sleep, S/N.” He commented back.
“Ok fair.” I chuckled as my little character ran around the lobby before going to the computer and messing around with the skins and hats.
“Sorry guys, I think all my fills are done for the night.” Corpse explained to the lobby.
“Its no worries we can always play another time!” Rae reassured everyone. “Well, goodnight everyone!”
“Goodnight!” Everyone chimed before signing out of the call.
I muted myself and ended my stream, forgetting to leave the call. I thanked the donos and read chat, making tired comments. I answered a few questions I managed to catch in the chat before ending the stream. As I was about to leave discord I saw that Dream’s little icon was still in the call with me.
“Lurking much?” I joked as I unmuted my mic.
“I thought you were going to bed?” He remarked with a small laugh.
“Eventually, I just couldn’t use my brain anymore after that last game.”
“I don’t blame you, you played well, y/n.” Using my real name rather than my stream name clarified that he wasn’t streaming either. “If you’re not too tired, we can stay on the call if you want?”
“I’m down, honestly, I’m just winding down before bed.” I mentioned as I checked my phone, opening a few social media apps to catch up on what I missed since starting my stream.
“So, y/n when do you plan on visiting? Sap and I are still waiting for you to come down.” He questioned, causing me to look up from my phone, closing it before setting the device back down on my desk. His camera obviously was not on but I found my attention on his discord profile picture.
“Soon, Clay.” I laughed leaning back in my chair and tucking my legs up to my chest.
“You said that last time.” He laughed a little more tired this time.
“Flights can be expensive, especially so last minute.” I made an excuse as I looked over to my second monitor and found myself googling flights.
“I literally told you I’ll pay for your flight to Florida, y/n.” He teased as I hummed in response, my attention mostly on the travel website I was looking at.
“I’m a big girl Dreamwastaken, I can pay for my own flight.” I chuckled before closing the website.
“Y/n your classes are done now, you have all the time in the world, leave Canada and come visit, please?” I smiled at his question before letting out a yawn.
“Fuck it.”
“Wait really?” Clay piped up, shocked and excitement evident in his voice.
“You made a really convincing argument. When do you want me to visit?” I asked before re-opening the tab and looking at prices.
“Right now.”
“Right now?”
“Yes, right now.”
“Thats not happening Clay.” I laughed before finding a date and hovering over the purchase button. “How about the weekend? It gives me time to pack and get some things sorted.”
“Yes! Perfect! This is so exciting y/n!” He smiled, his voice raising a little bit which caused me to laugh. We sorted out the details and eventually booked the tickets and talked about how excited we were for me to come to Florida.
I’ve known Dream for a couple of years now, mostly through streaming with friends. Obviously, I knew of him before because of the Dream SMP and how popular it got. But through the years we have grown close, this even confused fans. Shipping was natural and happened quite frequently, which we ignored in the beginning, but as time passed feelings began to grow. We never talked about it but the flirting and the comments we’d share both on stream and off-stream just felt so right.
We were both faceless content creators, and being this close was quite strange as we have never met or let alone seen each other in person. As I packed my clothes a couple of days later I felt the nerves settle in. I shook off the panic of what if he doesn’t like me or think I’m attractive enough. But it was hard to shake.
I found myself jittery as the plane began to descend. I peered out the window looking at the ground as it grew closer and closer. The nerves grew more and more intense as I knew Dream was the closest he’s been to me since we first met. I felt myself smiling through the panic as I reached to grab my backpack under the seat in front of me.
When we finally were able to disembark the plane I quickly texted Clay that I was here and told him that I was wearing a f/c hoodie so they could find me. I tried to find the baggage claim as I followed the people who were on the same flight as me. My phone buzzed in my pocket telling me that Clay responded.
‘Sap and I just pulled in, see you soon!’
I smiled at his text message and the nerves went crazy, but a huge smile was on my face at the same time. I opened Twitter and quickly started a new tweet to show my audience that I was on, in fact, a last-minute trip. I attached a picture I snuck as I disembarked the plane and made a quick caption before posting and pocketing my phone.
My phone began to buzz from notifications as I plugged in my earbuds and played my music while I tried to locate myself through the airport. As I finally found the baggage claim I stood by one of the conveyor belts and scanned over the luggage trying to find my own. A couple of minutes passed before I felt a hand on my shoulder. I quickly turned around, pulling out my earbuds to see the face of one of my streamer friends.
“Y/n?”
“Sapnap!” I smiled before pulling him in for a hug.
“Hey, how was the flight?” He asked as we pulled apart and stood waiting for my luggage.
“Long enough, I’m just excited I’m here now.” I smiled as I pocketed my phone after wrapping the wires from my earbuds around it.
“Trust me, so are we.” He smiled in return. I saw my suitcase and quickly went to grab it, Sapnap helping me as well. “Clay is in the car, we were struggling to find a parking spot so he pulled up and is waiting for us.” He informed me as he took my suitcase and helped me wheel it out. “He’s nervous.” He mentioned as we grew closer to the doors.
“Trust me, so am I. Other than people in my everyday life, you two are the first to see me in person, or even my face.” I said as I fidgetted with the strings of my hoodie.
“You’re in good hands, y/n, try not to worry.” He smiled softly at me.
We exited through the doors to see a vehicle parked up to the curb. I felt the nerves build up in my stomach as a head of ashy blonde hair exit the car door. A smile found its way onto my face as my eyes lit up. As the man walked around the car he stopped in his tracks and replicated the same, bright smile, green eyes lighting up. I stopped everything and bolted forward pulling Clay into a tight hug.
“You’re finally here.” He muttered into my h/c hair, pulling me in tighter.
“I’m finally here.” I smiled into his green sweatshirt, feeling at ease.
