Author Note - Tumblr Posts

I love and appreciate fanfic authors, but I read their notes and I have to wonder what fucked up shit they did in a past life to make god hate them so much. Like why do the worst things happen to fanfic authors and they just brush over it. I’ll be reading a fluffy fic and the notes will be “hey sorry the fic is late both my parents died, I’m in hospital right now, and my house burnt down. anyway hope u enjoy this chapter!!“ bro???? Are you okay?????

Hey my friends. I would like to ask you all a personal favor please.

Ever since I got Tumblr, my friendship with my viewers has begun to drastically expand. Many of you have been so nice and I can't tell you how much I've enjoyed conversing with you.

But there's just one thing I'd like to request.

Please do not ask or talk about my stories 'My Saddest Journey' or 'My Winter Compass'. I can't tell you why (and some of you may already know why, and if you do then I'm sorry. I'm so sorry), but I'm not comfortable with talking about those stories.

That's my only request please. I'm sorry. I hope you'll understand. Thank you for being such amazing, valuable viewers and beloved friends.

Since me and my beta loves are working on The waiter up to chapter 12, when I come back they will be already programed to post. So you can expect periodicity with it.

And I'm working on chapter 13 so...

hi hi daily reminder that if your blog looks like this:

you're most likely getting blocked by writers!! (and other tumblr users)

it makes your blog look like a bot. so please set a pfp and add a blog title so we know you're human (it could be literally anything).

if you're interacting with nsfw posts, put an age indicator! we don't want minors near our content

and lastly, reblog! don't leave your blog empty. tumblr is a platform that works mainly through reblogging. if you enjoy something reblog it. empty blogs aren't appreciated around here.

bonus point: please avoid spam liking posts! tapping the heart button on multiple posts with short intervals can risk getting the blog you're interacting with shadowbanned, which basically kills their blog. please don't do it!

that's all for today ♡

Jump fic is being killed by the rules and so probably will me my account. Please make sure you have the View mature content on so you don't miss my posts.

(not after-determination-tale) Just a drawing

I made a drawing of nightmare today. If anyone has ever seen this account, I am still here, but I haven't gotten any asks, so it's quite hard to do anything else on a rp and AU account, really.

This is my first ever drawing of noot noot.

an announcement (?)

Hi! So I know I only have two subscribers as of now, but it's quite hard to grow, which is fine. That'd not the theme for today tho.

I may be gone for a while. I do horse riding as a sport, and yesterday, I had the worst fall of my life. It was a rotational fall, for those who don't knwo it's when while you fall the horse kind on rotates and falls on you. I broke a leg and a rib, so it's not been fun.

if any of you have any asks, pelase don't hesitate to submit them, I will be here, but maybe less.

Given that nearly 24 hours have passed since we posted our stories, I wanted to give an additional shout-out and reblog to Henry so hopefully more eyes can see his great addition to our collab story. It was an absolute joy to work on this concept together (through both the ups and downs) and I’m very excited to work together more frequently in the future! 

If you’re not already, please consider signing up for his Patreon! I’m a member myself and I have to say that a lot of his new material is some of the absolute best content he’s ever created. Plus, I’ve gotten some glimpses of his upcoming content, so I can’t stress enough how much TF goodness is in the pipeline. So, do yourself a favor and join today so you don’t miss out! 

The Pressures Of Fame (Sam’s POV)

This story is part of a collaboration with my good friend @soul-controller​. If you’re not familiar with his work then I highly encourage you to head over to his blog and check out the amazing variety of stories he’s been writing. His story features the same events but from the opposite perspective, and he’d blown my wordcount out of the water too. Anyway, I’m hoping this will be the first of many stories that we collaborate on together, and as always, I hope you all enjoy reading this “be careful what you wish for” body swap tale!

Sam Cushing wanted nothing more than to be famous. He’d been dreaming of it since he was a child, and unlike most he wasn’t willing to give up on his childhood ambitions. There was absolutely nothing he wanted more than to see his name in lights and his face on giant billboards - well, except maybe an incredibly large bank balance. Simply put, Sam was determined to be a winner in life and he was more than happy to take shortcuts should they be offered to him. He was already twenty-five and he wanted to be able to enjoy the perks of fame while he was still young and attractive.

Considering his hometown of Chicago was actually one of the more active cities for the entertainment industry, Sam had expected to get his big break fairly quickly and thusly was disappointed by the fact it hadn’t yet happened. He’d been to no less than three-hundred auditions since setting off on his acting journey and even though a number of them had been successful, they were only ever for bit parts on television shows that nobody was even watching. He could count the amount of speaking roles he’d had on one hand! It was frustrating to have his dream job so close and yet seemingly out of his reach, like it was tormenting him. His acting coach kept insisting that his breakout role was “just around the corner” but the more time it took, the more Sam thought the retired sitcom actor was just full of shit and dragging him along for the money.

Although his career success to date had been extremely limited, it wasn’t as if the previous five years had been a complete bust. The connections he’d made in both Chicago and Los Angeles, as well as his handsome face and trim muscular body, had allowed for Sam to garner success as a social media influencer and nary a week went by without a new sponsorship offer arriving in his direct messages. It was the money he made from those sponsorships that allowed Sam to afford his (admittedly quite luxurious) downtown apartment and acting lessons, as well as travel to and from auditions. 

The money was definitely a plus, but it was the attention he received from his ‘followers’ that Sam enjoyed most about his influencer career. Every single post he made was flooded with comments from thirsty gays and hopeless girls who were all but begging for a piece of him. It wasn’t uncommon for his thirst traps (of which there were many) to get half a million likes, and Sam had even used his platform to hook up with a number of other hot male influencers in the Los Angeles area. It turned out that there were quite a few guys in the same boat as him, but in Sam’s humble opinion he was the most handsome of the lot and as such would be the first to make it into the big leagues!

After a night of drinking where Sam had tried and failed to chat up a casting director for the latest CW teen drama, the influencer stumbled out of his Uber and towards his apartment block. He was nothing short of disgusted to be going home alone; he was a goddamn eleven out of ten and being disrespected by the casting director had boiled his blood! Sam drunkenly ranted to himself about the man’s poor decisions all the way into the elevator and then from there into his apartment on the tenth floor. While it would have been sensible to get some water and try to fight off the hangover that would surely come in the morning, Sam instead poured himself a glass of rosé wine and walked out onto his balcony to look up at the glittering spread of stars above him.

Although he couldn’t quite identify if it was actually a shooting star or the night of drinking was finally getting to him, Sam focused on a small speck of light that seemed to be rocketing through the night sky above him. He remembered the stories from his youth about wishing upon a star and, momentarily gripped by childlike optimism, decided to try his own luck at it. “I wish… I wish I was a big famous movie star,” he slurred, the corners of his lips curling up into a dopey smile. In his inebriated state he felt absolutely certain that he’d wake up to a miracle. After all, his momma wouldn’t have lied about the power of shooting stars, would she?

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Okay you guys have no idea how many ranting threads I have going with my friend. The Good Place, Doctor Who, The Umbrella Academy, etc. They're pretty chill. I have so many ideas but so little time.

Okay so this is a plea by me. I want to try something even if it's just the once. I want to try writing an imagine. Only issue is I have no ideas. So I'm asking for some requests. Odd are Ill do whoever's comes in first because I have essays due this weekend. But please I want to test my short writing abilities.

If you do send in a request please keep to my blogs theme and keep it platonic. I'm best at child reader stuff. I'm surronded by kids in my real life.

Here's a list of my fandoms:

Doctor Who

Steven Universe

The Good Place

Marvel Cinematic Universe

Star Wars

I really do have way too many story ideas in my head. Not enough time to write full stories for them all though. Which is disappointing. So I have characters for Criminal Minds, Good Place, Umbrella Academy, BBC Sherlock, Ducktales, Steven Universe, Once Upon a Time, Spider-man, Avengers, Percy Jackson, and It. Of course if memory serves correctly they’re all platonic. I’m thinking headcanons will have to do I do quite enjoy writing them.