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I'm probably going to piss someone off with this but

As great as the independent boss bitch trope in female oriented isekai stories are, I want a female lead that is a line away from crumpling over and sobbing violently. I want a female isekai protagonist who fought tooth and nail for the life she had back home and sure as hell won’t leave it behind. I want her to reject the identity of the person who originally had the body she now possess only using said identity as a mask of convenience to avoid questions from the other characters. I want her to be high strung and desperately trying to find a way back to her home and loved ones. I want a female lead who fucks up and feels guilty about it, because no matter how sad and unfair her backstory is, its her responsibility now not to spread the pain. I want a female lead who will go through hell and highwater for the people she loves. A female lead who knows what she's doing probably will get her killed but does it anyway because like hell she’s just going to sit idly by. I want a female lead to have a pained exasperated laugh instead of a cute one because of all the shit she’s been through. And I want the other characters to notice.  I want the other characters to at first brush off the female lead's new odd tendencies until she does something so out of character to the person she used to be that they can’t keep ignoring it. After that the other characters begin to notice just how different she is, old mannerisms and habits have suddenly disappeared and were replaced with new ones. I want them to notice how she mumbles about the “New face” as she passes by mirrors. I want them to notice the way she acts to feel almost scripted like she is pretending to be someone else. And I want the male lead to end up her friend and stay just friends because I want more male and female friendships that don’t end up in a romantic relationship. I want all the other characters to have their own agencies and ambitions completely unrelated to the female lead. I want to see the people who care about the female lead back in the female lead's home world do everything in their power to find her and get her back! I want the female lead to do reckless things like try to brush off a small stab wound or jump head first into a creepy magical cave  because she has barely any self preservation and would rather die than not go home. I want a female lead who has to actively work for things in the plot and not have it deus ex machinaed into her lap.  I want a female lead in an isekai story to be a hot mess who wants to go home back to her lover who is equally as much of a chaotic hot mess as her, both of them fighting for each other in their own ways. 

Anyway thanks for reading my rant that will probably piss off a bunch of booktok girls but as a fellow girl who likes to read I want this in my stories, my opinion is completely subjective and biased you are free to disagree with it but this is what I want. 

quick question. ik bigger blogs have asked this but this isnt for the major populous, this is for my followers cus theyre the only ones who might care idk

also answer if theres any you absolutely dont like to read

Older Daniel LaRusso X Reader

Warnings: Mentions of SMUT! VERY LIGHT SMUT! POSSIBLY LANGUAGE!

The past is Present; 2

Nothing much really happened on the way back to the dealer ship, it was mostly silence but comfortable silence. Daniel came to terms that he knew what he done was wrong but did he regret it? No.

It felt right, on both sides. I mean yeah Daniel didn't know how this would work, but he knew he wanted you to be apart of his life and you knew you wanted him to be apart of your life.

"So are we going to talk about what happened?" Daniel questions bashfully.

"Daniel....-" You sigh guiltily "-that love we had never went away for me, but you have a family and I can't ruin that" You say feeling the guilt of what happened rush through your veins.

You didn't regret what happened at all, and neither did Daniel hit the guilt hit hard especially since you didn't want to break up a family.

  "I know Y/n, that love never went away for me either. I was a mess after you moved, and these past twenty years I spent sulking because I missed every part of you" He finishes, finally getting the words he always wanted out.

  You pull into the dealer ship, taking the keys out of the ignition and stepping out of the car Daniel doing so as well.

  "Can't we just sneak around...?" Daniel suggests as if it's nothing.

"Daniel...." You start but he cuts you off.

"I know what you're going to say, and I agree but I can't help that my heart pulls me to you Y/n. I love you and I'll say it over and over again" He pleads.

  His brown eyes pleading yours, you couldn't help but smile "i love you Daniel".

  "So does that mean?" He gestures between you to, as his expression becomes happy.

  "Yes it does" You smile.

  "Great! I'll pick you up at eight!" Daniel says as he walks up to you and hands you the keys.

  "And this one is on me, from that time you saved me and I never got to repay you back" He says as you remember the time another round of bullies almost beat him to a pulp and then you stepped in.

  "Daniel that's sweet but I told you-"

  "I know 'you didn't need any repaying'" He recites.

You giggle, "alright, then thank you Mr. LaRusso" You tease.

He shakes his head "you still got it" he compliments.

You smirk "always".

"So what should I wear?" You ask politely.

"Come as your beautiful self Ms. L/n" Daniel teases.

You shake your head "that sounds fair" you determine.

"I'll see you at 8" You recite from earlier as Daniel begins to walk backwards, still keeping his eyes on you.

"At eight!" He repeats as he finally walks closer to the dealer ship "oh and I'll bring the paper work!" He finishes.

"Sounds good!" You say as you get into your new car, ready to start an exciting adventure with your first and only love.

  On the way back to your apartment everything just seemed so much alive. You felt much more alive, it had been years since you seen Daniel and even though your both going to be together in different circumstances you still enjoyed it.

Time flew by fast, eight o'clock rolled around the corner in what felt like just minutes. You were already ready, your most fanciest dress that brought out your piercing eyes.

Soon there was a knock on your door, with a last nervous sigh you open the door to see a nervous looking Daniel in a black tuxedo.

"Looking good Mr. LaRusso" You tease.

He looks up from looking at the ground "wow- I- you look beautiful as always Y/n" he says baffled.

"Charming as always Daniel" You say remember you and Daniel when you were younger.

He chuckles and holds out his hand for you to take which you do so, closing your door behind you.

  He walks you to his car and opens the passenger door letting you in, before going to his side and getting in. Cranking the car up he begins driving to your destination. "So where are we headed Mr. LaRusso?" You question, curiously.

  "Well Ms. L/n, that I cannot reveal seeing as it is a surprise" He replies causing you to giggle, classic Daniel always full of surprises.

A few minutes later you arrived at a small cabin that was lit up with fairy lights and lightening bugs flying around. "Wow..." you gasp at the beautiful sight in front of you.

Daniel gets out of his side of the car and goes to yours, opening the door for you. You step out and Daniel grabs your hand helping you up.

"It's beautiful" You say mesmerized as Daniel shuts the door.

"I thought you'd think so, I know when we were younger you loves these fairy lights" He comments, with a huge smile.

"Of course you remembered" You giggle playfully.

"Come on, let's go in shall we" Daniel asks holding his hand out for you to take, which you do so.

He leads you into the lit up cabin, the first the you see is a fire in the fireplace and a pic-nick like setting on the wooden table.

He leads you over to the table, sitting you down as he grabs two wine glasses and a bottle of wine. He pops it open, pouring some in each glass.

"Here you are my lady" Daniel says with a playful smile, handing it to you.

  You offer him a kind smile before taking the glass, "to good times and new memories" He says holding up his glass clinking it with yours.

  "To new memories" You recite happily.

  Both in sync you take a sip causing you both to smile at each-other, "so where do we catch-up at?" You question.

"Well-" He takes a seat beside you "-how about we start... when you left" Daniel states, taking another sip of wine.

"Daniel... that was one of the hardest times for me, leaving you" You say guiltily.

"Y/n, why didn’t you tell me? Why did you just- leave?" He asks heartbroken as his voice cracks up a bit.

"Daniel I am so sorry for not telling you, I just didn’t want to see the look on your face when I told you" You say feeling all the guilt rush at once.

"So leaving was better than spending the last day we would’ve had together?" He questions almost angrily.

"Daniel that would’ve made it harder, for the both of us" You reason.

"Oh so you’re saying it would’ve been a mistake?" He asks going off topic.

"What? No! Of course not, where did you get that from?" You question, now heated.

Daniel sighs as he sits his glass down, he gets up from his seat and walks to you grabbing your glass and sitting it down as well. He rests his hands on both of the armrests hovering over you

"Why don’t you make it up to me now" He hums.

Your breathing hitches as you subconsciously lean back into the chair causing Daniel to follow your lead, your body’s touching.

He leans closer to you and places his lips on yours, you lean your body into his as he rests his hands on your waist pulling you closer. He picks you up causing your legs to wrap around his waist.

"Let me make love to you Y/n"

MORNING

You wake up with a groan as the light shines through the room, you turn over to your side to see Daniel laying on his side facing you, he looks so peaceful.

The sound of an alarm goes off causing Daniel to snuggle closer to you before hitting the alarm shutting it off "good morning love" he groans in his morning voice.

"Good morning" You say lovingly as you sit up, revealing your naked chest.

Daniel sits up and getting on top of you kissing down your neck to your chest causing you to laugh at his action.

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Over the course of three months you and Daniel snuck around here and there, You both almost got caught one time when Daniel couldn’t contain himself and you both had let’s say deli vu of what happened back at the cabin three months prior.

Everything was going great until Daniel came to you with some important news as he called it. He places a document of papers in front of you causing you to furrow your brows.

"What are these?" You question letting your eyes run over the documents.

"It’s uh divorce papers, Amanda already signed them- she uh actually came to me and confessed that she wasn’t in love with me anymore and I admitted to being in love with you and we both decided to uh- separate" Daniel confesses as he feels his heart beat out of his chest, waiting for your response.

"Daniel- I uh don’t know what to say" You say speechless.

"I want to be with you Y/n" He says sitting down in front of you.

"I want to be with you to Daniel but what about Sam, and Anthony" You question confused.

"That’s already been taking care of, Sam wants to stay with me and Anthony- he wants to stay with Amanda" He confesses, his piercing brown eyes staring into yours.

"Okay" You say still hesitant.

"Okay?" Daniel questions happily.

"Okay!" You say smiling, now completely sure.

"Let’s finish our journey baby"

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Thank you to @peachymelon69 for requesting a part 2!

Actually

When you get this, please respond with five things that make you happy (but only if you want to)! Then, send to the last ten people in your notifs (anonymously if you want). You never know who might benefit from spreading positivity ♡

Okay so five things that make me happy. Uh

Reading

My late cat

Crafting (painting, sewing, origami, ect.)

Music

Honestly sleeping

As someone who's read literally all of these either in school or on my own time, well, besides TPBAW, I only watched the movie :0 ! Education is a privilege and knowledge; power. As l've said before, y'all go read! It's fun and sexy.

Reading is political and it always has been. Here are some of the classic books on the banned list that you should definitely check out.

i've been in a reading slump for soooo long, just picked up wicked randomly and tell me why i'm obsessedddd omg, we needed this

no literallyy, need some recs pls. i need a book that’ll make me stare at the wall and reflect for hours after i finish it

i need to find a beautiful novel to read & change my life

This is me enjoying my book

Everyone else bugging me and annoying me so I focus on everything but the damn book I’m annoyed as FUCK right now like seriously you’re quiet when I’m not focused on shit and all of a sudden you’re trying to talk to me every 2 seconds

But like on the other hand I love the people that are annoying me so I feel guilty for being annoyed 🥺🥺

I love the fact when I started reading The Hunger Games I was like “I’m going into this book reading it in a sophisticated way though the lens of hating government and stuff” and I left going “wow Katniss and Peeta are the perfect couple, their understanding of what the other thinks and wants is so sweet. Oh and the government sucks too!”

Wtf I was not expecting this today

"all sins are attempts to fill voids" what a line. what a fucking line. i will be angry for the rest of my life that i did not write this line.

Oh wow. It's been a while since I did something like this. Thanks for including me.

Last Song: Touyu's cover of Unravel.

Last TV Show: Moon Knight.

Current TV Show(s): Durarara!! X2 Ketsu, Downton Abbey, (about to start) Tokyo Ghoul: re Second Season.

Currently Reading: Durarara!! X7, the anthology my college released this year, Battle Royale (I know I paused it like over a year ago by now, but I'm still big into it and I intend on continuing it).

Tagging: (Don't have to do this, I don't really interact much on tumblr so I didn't know who to tag)

@madhousefruitcake @nibbles7192 @shizuolovemail @demytasse @jill-makes-art @kasunex @skrillcrack @freakythedeadfox @su1seimushi

Rules: tag 9 people you want to know/catch up with.

Thanks @alice-fell-to-far for tagging me

Last song: Broken Bells by Greta Van Fleet

Last tv show: The Terror. And I cried even more this time around.

Current tv show: The Walking Dead. I needed something to watch with my mom and it turns out I still enjoy the early seasons pretty well.

Currently reading: Nothing but I really need to get back to reading. It's been too long.

Tagging: @rollingwiththedead, @taureanluver, @girlfraud, @fangirlforever2412, @vanwolffen, @ciestess, @alittlewarlord

So yeah, I might do something here.

Gonna start doing stuff on here whenever I feel like. Art and writing and shit. Send requests or questions I guess. Still figuring tumblr out so do give a bit to adapt. Sincerely, a nineteen year old grandma. 

There’s got to be a term to describe that like. Extremely specific era of children’s literature where all the books were novellas printed on low quality paper, pumped out on a near monthly basis, and made for series that sometimes stretched into hundreds of books

Animorphs. Goosebumps. Bailey School Kids. Babysitter’s Club. Magic Treehouse. Series that plague public libraries and second hand book stores to this day. A genre that was nearly wiped out overnight by the success of Harry Potter, and the newfound desire for kids to read long form literature

It was like pulp fiction for kids

i think writers don’t understand that siblings being enemies/on opposing sides would be so much more impactful if they allowed them to still laugh at the inside jokes they share

40 books for my 2025 tbr :)

Hell yeah

The fun thing is, I’ve just begun to read Austen’s work and I love it.

Does it give me a headache trying to comprehend the grammar of her time?

Yes.

But it is so worth it.

Guysss chapter 5 of Skyborn is out!! Check it out!!

YOU! How DARE YOU Improve my post!!!!!

I was just thinking about Pokémon Legends Z-A and wondered if someone was eebby deebied like Ingo, who would it be?

I then saw a potential Mega Glimmora design and wondered if Paldea would be represented in Legends Z-A?

GUYS!

What If LARRY gets sent to historic France?!?

Your writeblr coffee shop order is ready!

Boba: What's something that your character keeps hidden? Does anyone know about it?

Fear. Fear of love specifically, fear of loving someone, fear of being loved by someone she doesn't love back, fear of never loving anyone, fear of loving someone who doesn't love her back. She hides just about everything that goes on in her head behind a mask of ego. And she's good at it too, so it takes a good while for just one person to figure it out and it's the person she fell in love with.

I don't wanna reveal the character because I like to build these things up in the writing itself but it is one of my recent characters :)

"Books are like seeds, they can lie dormant for centuries but they may also produce flowers in the most unpromising soil."

- Carl Sagan

Omg thanks 😳 Really means a lot <3

Life update:-

I went from writing this:

"He had a way with words."

To this:

"He always knew what to say and each word that left those perfectly shaped lips of his was like the mead of poetry for which she would be down to trickery just to get a taste of."

Okay, context: This is just a little scene I typed out in the middle of the night recently for a fanfiction (which isn't really one, it only exists in my head in the form of a bunch of different scenes and some backstory). It's for the manga and anime series Vinland Saga and is a Thorfinn x oc/reader fic. That's all that I wanna say for now, I'll probably reblog this to really get into the nitty gritty of this fic (like giving the actual context of the story). I just really wanted to share this one because I can't get it out of my mind so I gotta. Anyway, enough of me yapping, enjoy.

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The moon hung low in a star studded sea of darkness, shining down on the land. The deep blue river surged on, seeming to carry a thousand shimmering stars in its bosom along its path; to flow for miles before joining at a greater vastness eventually. The glowworms didn't come out that night, painting the two familiars in just the light of the world above. They were staring at the waters in silence, both lost in thought. Erik's fingers subconsciously found their way to her hair when the strain of its bounds started to get a little painful and released them, letting her hair cascade down her shoulders, curled and tangled. A faint sigh left her at the relief to her scalp. She saw a faint outline of her face in the water, watching her locks cup her face but couldn't tell much besides due to the meagre light. She brushed through them with her hand, taming them a bit before her eyes naturally went to Thorfinn, finding his gaze already on her.

They were sitting pretty close to keep warm but the distance hadn't meant much until now, when it felt miniscule yet immense at the same time. Erik's stare wandered from Thorfinn's eyes but not far, finding home in his face still, running over his features— his nose, his brows, his hair, his temples, his cheeks, his ears, his jaw, his chin, his lips; she thoroughly traced it all with her eyes, reading each shape, each rise, each dip, each scar. In its totality, his face looked dreamy, like a haze was pulled over it. Or perhaps it was her who was in a haze, finding contentment in simply gazing at him. It was about time she said something, she was aware of that but words struggled to take form in her head, let alone break free from the confines of her mouth.

"You look beautiful." Finally, he spoke. His voice was gentle, not rising above the gushing water in front of them as a rule. Their eyes reunited and for a second, he stumbled, eyes wide as if he surprised himself with his own words but soon, he collected himself. That was his nature after all. He always knew what to say and each word that left those perfectly shaped lips of his was like the mead of poetry for which she would be down to trickery just to get a taste of.

"It... suits you... this way."

The tug on the corners of her lips grew stronger, a fluttering in her chest made her take in a deep breath; the chill, fresh smells of grass and damp soil filled her chest. Her gaze grew softer and that was answer enough for him. 'Thank you', her smile told him. She wondered what he was thinking, his honey-brown eyes refusing to leave her. What she had in mind was crystal clear though. 'I love you', that was all. She wished she could say it. She probably could but she knew neither of them wanted to break the fragile, sanctious tranquility between them.

For that reason, he let his actions speak, extending a hand and delicately caressing her cheek with his knuckles. In harmony, she closed her eyes, feeling every inch of his hand. If she could somehow collect this feeling of his warm, scarred skin on her face, make an ocean out of it and slowly drown in it for eternity, she gladly would. His hand brushed along her shadowy locks and she ached to look at him again. He had moved— no, he was moving, just so slow that it was barely noticeable.

Their eyes were set on each other, locked in place. As he neared her, she could see his eyes more clearly. Shining in the moonlight, they held not only the colour but also the effects of the most divine mead to ever make her drunk. And from the core of those wells grew his pupils ever wider, a darkness that beckoned her to get closer as well. And she did, hypnotised, leaning closer both to his palm that cupped her cheek now, and his bewitching face. His lips were parted ever so slightly which she replicated. Her eyelids grew heavier, fluttering half way down. His thumb brushed her cheekbone, almost as if to make sure this was real. He lifted his chin and tilted his head to the right and his breath tickled her cheek so intoxicatingly, her eyes couldn't stand to remain open. And if she wasn't dying to feel his lips, she would probably fall back and swoon right there.

He didn't drag her anticipation. His lips connected with hers, feather-light and softer than clouds. That alone was enough to leave her breathless— head feeling light and heart soaring. She wanted to say his name, over and over again until her breath ran out, like it was the chant of Gods, an elixir to the parched lips of a lone traveller. She didn't. Solely because she couldn't with the way his lips blanketed hers, moving in a drawn out way. He was making his point, showing her he meant what he said and more. Erik returned the affection, kissing him with all the softness and all the love she had in herself. Her hand went to hold his free one that rested on his lap, lacing her fingers with his.

Their kiss deepened slightly, the yearning that was in the back of both of their minds taking reins. Her brows drew close. Her heart was crying out, her throat hurt from keeping all the emotion down, the only outlet being her lips which did their best to convey all that they could. Soothingly, Thorfinn brushed his thumb over her warm skin again. He understood, she could tell. Because he felt it too. All those years spent away from each other crumbled and turned to dust before them; disappeared, never to separate them again. Nothing ever could, not anymore. For their hearts would always show the way to the other. Even if the heavens were to rip them apart, even if they were stranded on opposite sides of the world, they would find a way back.

'I love you', her heart whispered yet again and he listened. And he said it back, all in the simple motion of the kiss.

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Just wanna add that I've written more after this but am debating whether or not to put that up as well. I'll probably let it marinate in my notes for a while and post it anyway idk

Wondering if I should post the 3 am writing piece that this is a part of 🤔

Life update:-

I went from writing this:

"He had a way with words."

To this:

"He always knew what to say and each word that left those perfectly shaped lips of his was like the mead of poetry for which she would be down to trickery just to get a taste of."

Lily of the Valley

Upon a green hill

Under a lone tree

There I found it,

The Lily of the Valley

On a bright day

It sat morose

With its sweet, white face

Hung meekly towards the hill’s toes

In a patch of grass and fern,

And carnations auburn

Solemn tears adorned its bell-shaped head

Making me think of its words unsaid

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A little poem I wrote for my English exercise about personification :)

Should I post my fanfics on here? 🤔

I've been wondering if I should post my sh*t on here since the fandom I'm writing for currently is starved as hell and the whole reason why I started writing my fic was because I couldn't find any fics for one specific character anywhere. I've posted a lot of stuff on Wattpad and other sites but never on Tumblr (not have I read much on Tumblr) so I don't even know how to go about it. But I really want to share my works anywhere I can.

I don't know if anyone will even see this but I'm currently writing a short story and need to pick a name for the main character. I've narrowed my choices down to two that work perfectly, so it'd be nice if y'all picked for me

Female hands in paintings