Omg Yuugo Is Alive!!!!!! But Where Is Lucas

stop

he's soooo cuteeeeeer

wtf

i go to the tokyo revengers hashtag and the first word i see is size kink

whos the most misunderstood character and why is it gojo fucking satoru???

rip to the song that played in uniqlo. i wasnt able to listen to the lyrics clearly before it finished. may you and i be reunited in another world and be completed harmoniously

THE MISCONCEPTION ABOUT COMMENTING ON FIC

I’ve read all kinds of posts both from writers and readers lamenting about comments on fic. Authors are upset when they don’t get any, readers don’t know what kinds of comments to leave, etc. And it finally clicked in my brain why I think a lot of people don’t bother writing comments. 

And this is what it boils down to:

Writers do not want praise.  We just want to talk about our story. 

I can’t speak for everyone obviously - but I think the majority of writers don’t care so much for the “omg you’re a brilliant writer!!” comments as much as we just want to hear your thoughts on the story. Even if it’s just your thoughts as you’re reading of “oooh x happened! I can’t believe y said this! What’s going to happen now that z has happened?!” We literally just want to talk about what we’ve written like you would with a friend about a tv show. We’re not out here demanding praise like some entitled narcissist. 

While praising our writing skills or writing style is appreciated, it doesn’t need to be said on every fic and every chapter that you read. If you regularly comment on someone’s work that’s telling enough that you like our technique. Readers shouldn’t feel pressured to have to praise a writer’s abilities every time they want to comment. 

In the grand scheme of things, talking about the fic/chapter is actually more helpful to us writers instead of spewing praise. It’s the same with artwork. As nice as it is that people tell me “wow your art is so pretty!” it’s a LOT more useful to me to get comments like “I love their expressions!” or “the lighting on this is gorgeous!” because then I know WHAT people are liking about it. If no one ever comments on my backgrounds, I now know what to improve. If most people comment on liking the expressions, I now know the strong points of my art and can use it to my advantage to make even better art in the future. 

The same goes for fic. If multiple people tell me they liked a certain part of the story I now know that things similar to that are a hit. It’s feedback I can use to improve the story and give my readers more of what they want. Without that I have no idea what they like about the fic.

Talking with a writer about their story also gives them inspiration!! Nothing gets us more in the mood to work on a fic than to have people wanting to talk about it. A lot of times just talking about one of my fics with someone will give me that push to continue working on it. Getting a comment that just says “great chapter” or “you’re a great writer” doesn’t do much to motivate us to continue that particular fic. But if you talk about the story and the characters it gives us motivation to continue working on it, may even give us ideas for future chapters. I would hope that those of you with “comment anxiety” find this approach so much easier than trying to praise the writer every time you read.

So that fic the author hasn’t updated in forever that you’re dying to read? Talk to them about the fic and the elements of the story! It will make the writer want to talk to you about it and will get their mind thinking about it, hopefully inspiring them to continue where they left off. Fics that are left in silence are more likely to be abandoned or even deleted because nothing feels worse than putting your heart into a story to have no one say anything about it. 

TLDR; Writers do not want praise, we just want to talk with our readers about the story itself, and these are the kinds of comments that inspire us to keep writing more. 

the first thing that popped on my head when i saw this was Hoshi and his horanghae agenda... and lemme tell ya i think kuroo would 100% be on-board with that

"is it wrong—" caleb murmurs, the tip of his thumb gently scraping along the curve of your earlobe as his palm rests flat atop the sheets, beside your head.

you blink up at him, breath coming slow on a silent inhale, heart treading a curious rhythm.

his thighs are warm, caging you in between his tall, solid frame and the soft give of the mattress. the bed creaks as he shifts, leaning in closer.

his breath is hot when it fans across your cheeks, down the slope of your upper lip.

caleb's eyes search your face.

"is it wrong," he starts again, in a rough voice wrapped in gravel as it crawls up his throat and slides slowly down your spine, "that seeing you like this..."

his thumb finds a home in the center of your bottom lip, pressing down so you feel the bite of your teeth. he twists his wrist, fingers curled around a phantom blade.

"...that having you here now, to myself.."

he drags it down a little further, violet eyes watching the way your jaw moves for him.

and then he exhales, unsteady. sharp.

"...it makes me want to ruin you for anyone else."

the edge of his question feels better than it has any right to as it sinks in deep.

and something unfurls inside of you, yawning awake. something that's lain dormant. something that has saliva pooling on the back of your tongue, anticipation stirring in your gut.

your tongue flicks out, sliding along the digit before you take it into your mouth.

and something akin to satisfaction presses itself into the corners of caleb's lips.

remember when yall tried to cancel kenma

yeah still angry about that

I LOVEEEE THEM SOOO MUCHHHH

im so tired of never being the first choice. im so tired of craving intimacy so desperately and never having it within arms reach. im so tired of keeping all this anger and sadness and confusion as well as joy and happiness and love inside of myself, never with someone to share. im so tired of reaching out and caring for others and never receiving anything back. im so tired of smiling and nodding and shaking hands while my back hurts and my waist feels empty. im so tired of crying myself to sleep, wrapping my arms around myself because i dont have anyone to share my bed with. im so tired.