Writing Is Hard

May I give you a v cliche request of amnesia Vi x (potentially guilty) Sevika! Maybe Vi doesn't remember her at all or she remembers her as the cool fighter in town (that maybe she had a crush on?)

Thanks for doing asks this made my day!

Vi wakes up with a headache. 

A really, really bad headache. She blinks up at the ceiling that she absolutely did not recognize, then shifts to sit up. 

“Woah, woah, okay. Good morning, please sit back.”

Vi blinks, looking down at the big hand on her arm, then squints up at the person in front of her. Her vision swims for a moment before it settles, and she’s staring at the hottest woman she’s ever laid eyes on. Her eyes widen. 

“Woah,” she says, headache forgotten. “Hey there.”

The woman in front of her (beautiful and strong and wow that jawline) frowns slightly. “Hey,” she says uncertainly, and Vi wants to find the answer to her confusion so she stops frowning. Nobody this pretty should be frowning. “You, uh. You feeling okay?”

“What’s your name?” Vi asks instead, and there’s a snort behind her. She twists to see a skinny, pale, short blue haired girl with her arms crossed over her chest. The girl cocks her hip out a bit, raising an eyebrow at Vi. 

“She’s fucked. You scrambled her brains.” Blue hair says, and Vi blinks. 

“I did not,” the goddess who had her hand on Vi’s arm still sounded pained. Vi looks back, alarmed. “We were - she asked to spar, okay?”

“That doesn’t mean you knock the rest of her brain power from her, Sevika. She’s not working with much.” blue hair says again, and Vi blinks. 

“You hit me?” She asks this angel who was apparently named Sevika. 

Sevika winces. “I - yes. I’m sorry. You, uh… you don’t remember?”

Vi hums thoughtfully, looking down at the hand on her arm. “No. But you can hit me again, I think. Wow. You can do a lot to me, with those hands.”

The blue haired girl gags, but Sevika blushes, and Vi can’t help the grin that pulls at her lips. 

“Vi,” Sevika says, and Vi glows with the realization that this absolute walking perfection knew her name. 

“Fuck. Woah. You have a wife? You need a wife? I’ll be your wife. You can hit me again. Say my name,” Vi holds onto that big hand, leaning forward a little bit. Sevika smells like motor oil and something warm, and Vi feels dizzy suddenly. 

“I have a wife,” Sevika blinks, and - oh no. 

“Is she - did you make her cry?” Blue hair squawks. 

Sevika makes a soft noise, panicked, then shifts closer to cup Vi’s cheek. “Hey,” a calloused thumb gently brushes under her eye, catching her tears. “Wow. I really did knock the wits out of you, huh?” 

Vi hiccups. “It’s not fair, how did someone else make you their wife first…”

Sevika’s brown eyes warm a little. The chuckle that rumbles from her makes Vi shiver. “Silly,” she murmurs, low enough that Vi feels something in her settle. “You are my wife.”

“Oh,” Vi hiccups, looking down when those big fingers lace their hands together. Her eyes catch on matching rings, two silver bands engraved with a pretty design, and she exhales shakily. 

“See?” Sevika asks, and her smile is small and private, her gaze fond. “C’mon, lay down. You need to rest.” 

“Yeah,” Vi breathes, letting Sevika help her lay down. Her temples pulse painfully and she grunts softly, settling in. “Will you stay?”

Sevika hums, settling to sit beside her on the bed, tucking Vi against a thick, muscular thigh. Vi throws subtlety to the wind and presses her face right against it, a hand splaying across the top so she can just hold. This was her wife. 

“Rest, Violet.” Sevika murmurs, resting a warm hand against the back of her neck. 

Vi settles in, warm and happy and married to the prettiest woman in all of the undercity.

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Thank you for requesting!! I forgot how fun requests were, more to come!! <3

Not writing related, but this is how my evening is going. How's yours?

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So I just got an 8-5 office job that I start tomorrow aaaaaand that means my life will be hectic af for a while. I'll still be around, but I won't be writing as much as I have been. Sorry guys! I hope you stick with me :)

we need to make a new rule that unless you're doing a "top favorites" kind of list you can't put fics with 1k+ kudos on a fic rec bc whenever I look up fic recs in a fandom it's the same 5-10 popular ones over and over so a lot of well written (and often Better written) fics with less kudos continue to go unnoticed

The Tumblr writing community is dying.

It’s something I’ve noticed over the past two years of using this site. It was gradual, imperceptible at first, something that most would brush off as a silly concern, or fault Tumblr algorithm for. While it’s true that Tumblr’s engine leaves a lot to be desired, I’ve noticed that even popular blogs have started to dwindle in terms of interaction or motivation. There could be a lot of reasons for this, but the biggest two I’ve noticed, experienced myself, and asked fellow writers about is this: (1) content being stolen, and (2) lack of feedback or interaction. I’ve never seen any logical person defend content being stolen, so I want to address point 2 instead.

Lack of feedback and interaction. I’m not saying this on my behalf so much as I’m saying this for friends and smaller blogs who have lost motivation to write. I was looking at my yandere writing blogs list the other day and noticed that a good majority of them no longer write. I usually update the list every few months, and by that point, more and more writers have stopped writing entirely. This isn’t a problem confined solely to the yandere fandom; in fact, there’s less writing blogs in general these days, especially ones that are active. I used to run a very popular BNHA blog with some friends, but that dissolved after our content was stolen and our followers stopped interacting as much. Out of our 8,500 followers, we hardly got 0.015% notes (~128 notes) on an average post. Tumblr is to blame for the lack of eyes seeing our posts, for sure, but that also means that at least 128 people saw one post and didn’t leave a comment or ask. We were considered a big blog; imagine what it’s like on a small blog.

My friend recently made a post that summed this up perfectly: 

“I’ve seen people say “Be grateful that people even lurk on your page.” and, while I get the message they’re trying to say, it’s more dismissive and hurtful in my opinion. Like you’re saying, “Oh your writing is mediocre, you should be grateful people even LOOK at it.”

Me personally? I’ve heard the argument that AO3 is a better place to post fanfics, and while that might be true, I’ve had friends experience firsthand the lack of interaction there too. I’ve heard the argument that interacting with some writers is intimidating (me included). I’ve heard that argument that followers might be too shy to interact. I’ve heard the argument that writers should write for themselves and not for views / likes / reblogs / etc, and while that’s ideal, it’s not sustainable for everyone. What works for one writer won’t work for another, but you know what will? Interaction.

That comment or ask that took you 2 seconds to write? We remember it. That reblog with the compliments in the tags? We remember it. Every single ‘named’ anon we get (heart anon, sunflower anon, etc)? We remember them. And the best part is? It’s actually easier to do these things on Tumblr since you have the option to send anonymous asks or make a sideblog specifically for reblogs! Trust me, whether the lack of interaction is the cause of a lack of motivation or what have you, every writer appreciates feedback (don’t be shy to offer some critique or compliments) or even a simple keyboard smash with some emojis. Even sitting down for 5 min a day per week to comment on your favorite writers’ new pieces makes a huge difference. Personally, since Tumblr’s activity feed is beyond terrible and I have over 1,500 posts, I don’t always see new reblogs or comments on my content; asks though? Always see those, can never go wrong with those. If you don’t want to reblog or leave a comment, then you can never go wrong with an anonymous ask. 

As my wise friend says: writing is an art, and in order to improve that art, we need other people’s eyes to see what we don’t.

For the sake of every writer (past, present, and future) on this platform, please share this post.

🌼🌿botanical asks🌻🌙

jasmine; what mythical creature do you wish actually existed?

lavender; soundcloud or vinyls?

primrose; what book does everyone right now need to read?

lunar mist; do you like wearing other people’s shirts/jackets?

bird of paradise; what was the best thing that happened to you this month?

gardenia; what’s a promise you’ve recently made to yourself?

lion’s fairytale; would you rather be the sky, the ocean or the forests?

whirling butterflies; would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

marmalade skies; do you plan your outfits?

apricot drift; how do you feel right now?

everlasting daisy; what’s the last dream you remember having?

queen’s cup; what are you craving right now?

lavender dream; turn ons/offs?

water lilly; when was the last time you cried? why?

lily of the valley; did the one person who hurt you most in your life apologize?

winterberry; do you bite or lick your ice cream?

honey perfume; favorite movie ever?

desert rose; do you like yourself?

snapdragon; have you ever met or seen in person a celebrity?

night owl; how many countries have you visited?

heliotrope; have you ever been in a castle?

creams and sky; what’s the craziest/bravest thing you’ve done?

lantana; what’s on your mind right now?

pumpkin patch; what’s your zodiac sign?

tulip; name 5 facts about yourself.

daphne; do you believe in karma?

queen of the meadow; ever been in love?

wisteria; whom do you admire and why?

angel’s face; what was your favorite bedtime story as a child?

remember me; did you make someone laugh today?

iris; do you believe in ghosts?

lilac; if you could go back in time which time period would you visit?

caramel kisses; would you want to live forever? why/why not?

primula; what makes you sad?

rain lily; was today typical? why/why not?

queen anne’s lace; who do you trust the most?

lady’s slipper; what did you have for breakfast today?

forget me not; do you have any regrets looking back in your life?

lunaria; what’s your favorite fictional universe?

violet; favorite tv show?

sunflower; share a favorite quote.

snowdrop; what does your ideal day look like?

tiger lily; do you have any hobbies?

peony; share a small random book passage that means something to you.

tea rose; what’s something you always wanted to do but were too scared?

honeysuckle; do you usually date people your age or older/younger?

sweet pea; who means the world to you? why?

love in the mist; best books you’ve ever read?

foxglove; who is your favorite cartoon character?

magnolia; coffee or tea?

crown imperial; would you rather be extremely rich or extremely loved?

snowflake; are you a dog or a cat person?

bell flower; what is your biggest addiction?

cosmos; do you ever think about the galaxy?

moonflower; what’s your favorite color?

freesia; do you have a good relationship with your parents and siblings? why/why not?

sundrop; are you a morning or a night person?

poppy; have you ever dealt with a mental illness?

clover; how would your friends describe you?

dandelion; do you consider yourself and extrovert or an introvert?

lilly; what’s something you love watching/reading but you are too embarrassed to admit you do?

anemone; describe yourself in 3 words.

lotus; best memory as a child?

angelonia; what is your eye and hair color?

dahlia; do you like crystals?

buttercup; if you could change one thing in the world, what would it be?

baby’s breath; what’s your hogwarts house?

calendula; biggest pet peeve?

blanker flower; would you rather go to a cocktail party with your best friends or stay home and read a book/watch a movie with your pet?

blazing star; share a secret.

carnation; would you rather live longer or happier?

petunia; who’s story is your biggest inspiration in life? why?

bluebell; do you wear glasses?

nymphea; forest or river?

orchid; do you like exercise?

pansy; do you like poetry?

morning glory; any special talent that you have?

Good evening! Does anyone have any music they listen to, specifically for writing? Unfortunately I’ve listened to my writing playlist for so long that it’s become my Normal Playlist and now I have nothing to use. 

Feel free to reblog with suggestions, shoot me an anon message, or simply comment! All is appreciated <3 

I'm having issues writing today guys :// the next prompt won't be out for another little while

#5, 14, & 15 for these terrors gripping my throat (amazing fic & series by the way, i keep going back to it)

Hi! I'm so sorry this took so long, I don't get notifications for this blog anymore unfortunately.

14: Is there anything you wanted readers to learn from reading this fic?

That it's okay to let go, yknow? I let my trauma tear me apart like it did Vi for years. I wasn't violent or prone to getting beat up like Vi, but I did such a good job of beating myself mentally. I want you to remember there's always hope. Even if you can only find it in seeing the sun, in eating your favorite food, in listening to your favorite song. Pull the people you love close and let them in.

15: What did you learn from writing this fic?

Oh boy. That Vi and I have way too much in common! We deal with things in a very similar way. Also, that people enjoy my writing. It brings me so much joy that someone (or so many someones!) loves what I create.

5: What part was hardest to write?

I'll be honest, all of it. A lot of what I write hurts me. I never put something in a fic I haven't felt, in some capacity, because I don't feel like it would be genuine for me to write about. It's not uncommon for my cat to find me sobbing with my laptop open while I try to find the right words to give to my characters. But none of the pain I put them through is senseless; I would never give them more than they can handle. And when they can't (when I can't), I give them people to lean on (I lean on my wife and friends).

Thank you for asking and for reading ❤️