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Ash. 30. she/her. INFP. perpetually tired.
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Minors, Ageless Blogs, Blank Blogs - Please Do Not Interact.
It's my 3 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳
Hard to believe I made this blog 3 years ago! While I don't have a set timeline in sight, I do hope to come back to writing again. Things have been weird for the past several months.
Anyway, I hope everyone is doing well! Thanks for all of the support over the years; I appreciate it more than you know!
Hi friends. As much as it pains me to say it (but I'm sure it's been expected), I think I'm going to retire this blog. I just haven't had the motivation to write lately and I haven't come up with any original ideas.
I won't delete, because I'd still like to come back and see the things I've written (and I hope you do, too). And I might add a few things here and there. But for the most part, this blog will no longer be active. I'll still be active on my main blog @/we-are-so-close if you'd like to see more writing stuff there.
I really want to thank those of you who followed me and stuck around to read my work. I appreciate it more than you know! Every comment, reblog, tag meant the world to me!
It's not goodbye forever, just goodbye for now.
Thank you for everything,
Monica
Hi friends. As much as it pains me to say it (but I'm sure it's been expected), I think I'm going to retire this blog. I just haven't had the motivation to write lately and I haven't come up with any original ideas.
I won't delete, because I'd still like to come back and see the things I've written (and I hope you do, too). And I might add a few things here and there. But for the most part, this blog will no longer be active. I'll still be active on my main blog @/we-are-so-close if you'd like to see more writing stuff there.
I really want to thank those of you who followed me and stuck around to read my work. I appreciate it more than you know! Every comment, reblog, tag meant the world to me!
It's not goodbye forever, just goodbye for now.
Thank you for everything,
Monica
I hope every writer who sees this writes LOADS the next few months. Like freetime opens up, no writers block, the ability to focus, etc etc you’re able to write loads & make lots of progress <3
Reblog if it’s okay for your followers to leave you an ask telling you what the one thing is they remember you for as a writer. Is it a scene or a detail or a specific line? Is it something like style or characterization? Is it that one weird kink they never thought they’d be into, but oh my god wow self-discovery time?
I miss him too fucking much :((((((
It's not the weekend yet but today is the only day I got a little time to post. I miss being on here so much :(((( How have you guys been?
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Warning: Pregnancy, f!reader
Word Count: 960
Author's Note: This is my very first fic. I realize that it's probably not very good. I proofread this once, but I didn't have anyone else read it. Um, if there is anything I forgot to tag please let me know. I'm also sorry if the format is bad. Agh, I'm so nervous. Feedback would be very much appreciated!
Asahi opened his eyes and looked at the clock. 4:13 am. Ugh, I have to be up in a few hours, he thought. He rolled over in hopes to cuddle you for a little bit before he had to get up. But as he was searching for your body, there was nothing there. Your side of the bed was empty? Immediately, he shot up; something’s not right. He threw on some sweatpants and walked into the living room. There he found you, cuddled up in the heated blanket, eating ice cream, and watching your favorite comfort show.
“________? Why are you up? It’s 4 in the morning. We have work in a few hours.”
You sat there and strained your eyes trying to see his face in the dark. You could hear the concern in his voice and part of you couldn’t help to feel like you have disappointed him.
I'm writing an Asahi angst fic and a Kuroo angst fic. Both are 2k+ so far.
And I wonder why I am the way I am.
Hey here's a reminder that you're allowed to publish unfinished fics and snippets of fics that you're never going to continue and you're allowed to abandon WIPs and you're allowed to orphan unfinished fics and ficlet collections and you never have to finish a single fic if you don't want to.
And there will always be someone who reads that unfinished work and is happy with it and feels glad that they read it even if it's never continued.
Yamaguchi is everything you could want in a boyfriend.
A list of his positive attributes could go on forever; he's the kind of guy you bring home to meet your parents.
He's the kind of guy your parents want you to bring home.
The man comes with you to parties to spend time with you and keep you safe, even though he hates them. He, himself, might be uncomfortable drinking but he never judges you if you want to and has been the designated driver for you and your friends on more than one occasion.
As your college sweetheart? There's no one better.
Yes, Tadashi is perfect. He's perfect.
He's perfect.
Really, you try to convince yourself that it's fine. Everything is fine.
It's not his fault you're not so put-together.
It's not his fault that you're a pervert who wants to corrupt his pure, innocent soul.
It's not his fault you want a little bit of toxicity in a literally perfect-as-is relationship!
You'd just like to see the Yamaguchi devolve... into a...
jealous beast.
To see the passion of possession harden his eyes.
You know it's not healthy and there's no need for it in a relationship...but the thought of him getting territorial and acting a little bit irrational is appealing.
So when you're at a party and your friend starts to dance, pulling you with them, you oblige. Jumping and swaying and pumping, the atmosphere makes you bolder and dance harder, aware of more than just the eyes of your boyfriend on you and your eyes bulge when a pair of hands wrap around your waist--hands that are definitely not Tadashi's.
He appears in front of you a moment later yanking you away from whoever tried to grind on you.
"Find someone else to dance with," he barks over the music, eyes flashing with a hint of the green-eyed monster you've been dying to see...
"This one's mine!"
A persons fanfic tells you a lot about them, i , a fanfic writer, realize in terror
new ask game: give me an extremely specific assumption you have about me based off of my fanfic. go.
Hey I'm glad that you are back!! My prompt -
27."I can't take my eyes off you" with Asahi azumane (with him saying that to y/n)
Have fun! And thank you!
"I can't take my eyes off of you," Asahi whispered to himself. Why does that sound familiar? He pulled out his phone and quickly searched the phrase.
"What?" you asked. You were standing in the bathroom, finishing up in front of the mirror. Asahi was sitting on the bed and you were in his direct line of sight.
"What?" he repeated back, a hint of nervousness flashed across his face as he quickly tossed his phone on the bed.
"It sounded like you said something. I just didn't hear you." You smiled and he was sure that his heart was going to pound out of his chest.
"Oh, uh, I can't find my...black...shoe?"
"What do you need your black shoes for? You're already wearing the brown ones," you chuckled. "And between you and me, I think the brown ones go better with your outfit."
You giggled with delight, "It looks like your stylish expertise is rubbing off on me! Or," you paused and tried to look as though you were giving a serious thought, "you're just always handsome no matter what and anything you wear looks good on you."
His face was fully flushed. You always knew just what to say to make his heart flutter. He smiled. He opened his mouth to compliment you, but a voice on his phone sang over him.
You're just too good to be true
Can't take my eyes off of you
You'd be like Heaven to touch
I wanna hold you so much
He scrambled for the phone to turn it off. When he finally shut the music off, his shoved his phone in his pocket and turned away from you. You could tell that he was embarrassed.
"What was that?" you asked teasingly as you reach up to squeeze his shoulders.
"It was a song I looked up earlier," he said, trying to regain his composure.
You walked around in front of him. No matter how stern you tried to look, the love and joy in your eyes was exuberant. He laughed a little as his hands made their way to your waist. He ever so gently pulled you closer.
"I was wondering if there was something that could come close to describing how I feel about you, and wouldn't you know it? There's a song that comes pretty close." He lightly kissed your forehead. "I can't take my eyes off of you, ______. I'm glad you let me be the one to love you." He held you tight in his warm embrace.
"Asahi?"
"Hm?"
"You're just too good to be true. You're the only one for me, babe. I love you."
