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Please, write more trans/nonbinary characters. Make them as human as the others, but also research to make sure you are not making a harmful stereotype. Thanks for coming to my tedtalk.

Happy New Year, I'm writing more fan fiction!

Throughout the time reading hellsing fics, I've seen a somewhat annoying pattern, so this is basically grown as my own parody of it (still keeping themes of normal fics)

There will even be pictures in the chapters if yall are interested. 🔔🔔🔔

This is just some cover art ❤️

Hello my little stars! I’m Hayden! and here’s what I will and will not write!

This will be added too over time

Will write

• fluff

• character x male!reader

• character x gender neutral!reader

• suggestive stuff (making out, etc)

• hurt with comfort

• angst

• FtM

• sometimes MtF

I won’t write

• Smut (this could change in the future)

• topics like self harm and suicide as those are triggering topics for me

• racist or homophobic shit.

• abuse or things like that to humans or animals

• piss and shit kinks and others like that

• Murder in detail

• Female readers YALL have enough content (respectfully of course)

Fandoms I will write for

• the little vampier (the newish animated one)

• Undertale (Aus as well)

• Yuurivoice

• TWST

• TMNT (rise, bayvers, 2012)

• Danganronpa

• ATWOW

• Avatar

• Obey me! Shall we date

• Arcana

• Gravity falls (platonic only for dipper and mable)

• The Black phone

• The lost boys (1987 movie)

Introducing: Lightning!

Introducing "Lightning", my first novel - hitting shelves (hopefully) by early 2026!

I've been working on this project for the past 1.5 years, on and off, with my editor @starrynightarchive / @six-white-venus.

Lightning is part 1 of a 4-novel series titled "Human Conditions."

If you're looking for a series with queer representation, South Asian/Indian main characters, nuance and a lot of dialogue on various topics - this is for you.

It's an absolute honour to be sharing my works with you all. Stay tuned for more information on "Lightning" in the coming days!

i wrote this about how sometimes people you love hurt you

tw: gore

the starts out tonight are beautiful

they always are

the stars shine like holes poked through a think black velvet blanket.

I’d try to reach for them if I didn’t know any better. My wrists burn from the restraints placed on them; the fibers of the rope scrape into my skin but honestly, I don’t really mind. My form is splayed out like a large X on a concrete slab tilted at a 45 degree angle facing towards the sky, presenting myself whole and unobscured to the gods above. My naked body is highlighted by the light of torches all around me, shades of ochre form crescent moon shapes on my breasts, complimented by the dim gray blue light of the moon. I am beautiful.

A robed figure towers over me, her fingers tracing the outline of my skin, as if she’s trying to stop the rest of me from spilling out. She’s savoring the feeling of my warm flesh; I can feel it though her fingertips in how gently they pass over me. It won’t be long until the warmth fades from me and I become as the stone I lay upon, cold, lifeless, and indifferent. I am now as I have always been a sacrificial lamb, and will always be. I can tell through her fingers that she’s grateful for me and I’m sure if I saw her face I’d see gratitude. I want her to love me, even though I already know she does, I can tell by the way she holds the blade in her hands.

I was born for this. This moment right here. I’m very scared, up until I feel her hand cup my cheek, and she whispers something comforting to me. I can never make out what she’s saying over the crackling of fire and the sound of my own rapid heart in my ears, but know that she means well. I’m just glad she gets to hold my face one more time before she plunges the blade into my abdomen. Before the knife gets to enter me, I hear her yell towards the sky, her arms shooting out of their robes in a futile attempt to reach the gods themselves.

It doesn’t change what’s about to happen – what must happen. The blade is a silver streak across the Stygian sky, the tip of the blade breaking me open in the middle. It hurts, but I hear her voice whisper to me that it’s ok, its going to be ok. It will be ok, I know it will, but that doesn’t always stop the hurt. Blood in this light looks a lot darker than it normally does. A deep crimson liquid is pouring out of me as the blade marks its path through my stomach. My organs, no longer secure, begin to exit me so they too can get a glimpse of the moon. I can’t blame them; the moon hangs like a bright disk in the sky lending my executioner the light she needs to complete her work. I’m thankful for the moon.

It is getting harder to focus. I know I don’t have to hang on this long, my executioner always tells me that but I don’t mind. I want to take it all in before it’s over, before I have to do this all again. I’m always willing to repeat the cycle but there’s never enough time to take everything in, and I suppose in a way I’m grateful for that because there is always something new to see.

I think it might be time now. The blade has exited me but the wound remains, bleeding profusely for the gods, the sky, the moon, and my executioner. I’ve done my job, and I did it well. My executioner holds my face in her soft blood-stained hands. Her hooded form hangs over me, and I think I can feel a rain drop on my cheek. She cries for me but we both know what needed to happen, and I’m always glad to be her lamb. I have gained nothing, but I am love.

the starts out tonight really are beautiful

they always are

I’m writing some short sci-if stories about A.I.

And by AI I do mean large-language models, less iRobot, more Chat bot with legs 🦿🤖🦿

I’ll be trying to explore a few things including (tw police):

LGBTQIA+ through a sci-if lense

Police brutality and what predictive engines mean for our legal system

Art, and the effects AI may have on it

Transhumanism

If anyone has any insight into these topics, or a unique perspective/ experience, please DM me! (Or whatever, reblog, note, however)

This is mostly for myself, but I’d like to write on these topics both in a sensitive and accurate light, especially if it ends up decent enough to send into the world

Thank ya‘ll for any help I get in advance! 🥰

New fic idea 💡👉👈🥺

So um

Human!AU Trans!Alastor raised by Husk and Rosie to be strong and independent

Gets pregnant.

Whether from consensual or non consensual sex idk yet.

I'm currently a trans author who's ovulating and I don't EVER in a million years plan to have children. But ummm. Alastor can!

The main plot will be Valentino stepping up.

Because I want this to be Valastor, cause I want it! *stomps foot*

The real question is why does he wanna step up 🤔ᴴᴹ

I have 3 options hwre

1) the baby is his and his parents would fucking kill him (in this case the sex is consensual) (OR the baby is Vox and Vox is like "Fuck that shit" and Valentino steps up attempting to make Vox jelly, and it works! But oops he's fallen in love!)

2) Alastor, a semi famous singer or dancer or something, being publicly shamed outside of a planned Parenthood after going there for a test. And Valentino whose mama did NOT raise him to stand back during an injustice, and is also famous but for his Casanova stage image in lots of sexy hot movies (both X rated and theatre approved. I'm making him an actor ;p), steps in and rescues him, maybe even punches a protestor or reporter or something. And um. They're all over the news about their apparent "affair" and how Alastor is another of Valentinos flings and Alastor is apparently such a whore now (even though this is his first scandal), and Valentino is like shit. I made it a looot worse than if I did nothing... So he vows to stay by Alastors side, at least until the birth, to try and make it smoother for him, like, shield the rumors (maybe the real baby daddy is some low level shit who took advantage of Al, and is tryna get popularity by being the one to get Al pregnant) and they ya know. Fall in love UwU

3) Alastor gets drugged, and left used in Valentinos bedroom at his college dorm/frat. And Valentino stumbles in drunk, gets in bed with him, and they wake up, naked, with hints of sex having happened. And so Valentino steps up when Alastor finds out he's pregnant- thinking it's his. UwU

SO

Any OTHER suggestions ARE SOOO WELCOMED!

And I'd just like to know which of these y'all would prefer to see!!!

Thank youuu

Other things involved but the main plot I'd also love ideas!!!!

In this I'm gonna keep my Rosie/Velvet and Husk/Angel ships where they're half their age and is their younger sugar babies but in this they're not seperate they're happily in an open marriage UwU

Ummm. That's non negotiable. UwU

UwU here's them as babies

Alastor

Val

And their baby girl! Her name is Cashmere because her godmother Velvet named her UwU

Here's her as a teen UwU

And Al and Val again for reference (they dye their hair, Alastor straightens his)

I'm gonna start working on my Valastor pregnancy AU! Any help is appreciated!

New fic idea 💡👉👈🥺

So um

Human!AU Trans!Alastor raised by Husk and Rosie to be strong and independent

Gets pregnant.

Whether from consensual or non consensual sex idk yet.

I'm currently a trans author who's ovulating and I don't EVER in a million years plan to have children. But ummm. Alastor can!

The main plot will be Valentino stepping up.

Because I want this to be Valastor, cause I want it! *stomps foot*

The real question is why does he wanna step up 🤔ᴴᴹ

I have 3 options hwre

1) the baby is his and his parents would fucking kill him (in this case the sex is consensual) (OR the baby is Vox and Vox is like "Fuck that shit" and Valentino steps up attempting to make Vox jelly, and it works! But oops he's fallen in love!)

2) Alastor, a semi famous singer or dancer or something, being publicly shamed outside of a planned Parenthood after going there for a test. And Valentino whose mama did NOT raise him to stand back during an injustice, and is also famous but for his Casanova stage image in lots of sexy hot movies (both X rated and theatre approved. I'm making him an actor ;p), steps in and rescues him, maybe even punches a protestor or reporter or something. And um. They're all over the news about their apparent "affair" and how Alastor is another of Valentinos flings and Alastor is apparently such a whore now (even though this is his first scandal), and Valentino is like shit. I made it a looot worse than if I did nothing... So he vows to stay by Alastors side, at least until the birth, to try and make it smoother for him, like, shield the rumors (maybe the real baby daddy is some low level shit who took advantage of Al, and is tryna get popularity by being the one to get Al pregnant) and they ya know. Fall in love UwU

3) Alastor gets drugged, and left used in Valentinos bedroom at his college dorm/frat. And Valentino stumbles in drunk, gets in bed with him, and they wake up, naked, with hints of sex having happened. And so Valentino steps up when Alastor finds out he's pregnant- thinking it's his. UwU

SO

Any OTHER suggestions ARE SOOO WELCOMED!

And I'd just like to know which of these y'all would prefer to see!!!

Thank youuu

Other things involved but the main plot I'd also love ideas!!!!

In this I'm gonna keep my Rosie/Velvet and Husk/Angel ships where they're half their age and is their younger sugar babies but in this they're not seperate they're happily in an open marriage UwU

Ummm. That's non negotiable. UwU

Writeblr Introduction

Dotted in secret stars and whispered moons lies The Warden O' Wyrd; too bright smiles and sharp eyes linger on her skin, miasma orbiting their visage. When dusk's hands sweep fluttering eyes closed her shackles, in turn, loosen.

Greetings and welcome all, I am Wardenwyrd - connoisseur of messy queers, the freaky & occult, and all things speculative fiction! I am freshly new to Writeblr and am keen to dig my claws so fellow denizens of Writeblr interact if you enjoy my vibes < 3

Open to ask and tag games !

◈What I write ◈

Anything and absolutely everything speculative, weird horror, all shapes and forms of queerness, and a metric ton of worldbuilding.

Genres: Fantasy (Low, high, dark, fairy tale-esque, etc), Sci-Fi, Paranormal, Romance, Horror, Mystery

Fantastical, often ethereal and treacherous worlds flavoured with flowery prose

Queer, neurodivergent, and disabled characters and themes. All kinds of diversity really. Always looking to broaden and grow my noggin' with wisdom

Gender queer characters. An UNBELIEVABLE amount of dyed hair and pronounces.

Body horror: elegant body horror; gross, grimy body horror; wonderfully queer body horror 'til I burst at the seams; all sorts. Twisting of the body into something other than human as a form of beauty my beloved < 3 < 3

Characters who desperately need therapy (That would be my fault)

Rich settings and worlds. Give me intricate magic systems !!! give me ecology that could be shown in a nature documentary !!!

🌔About Me 🌒

Goblin in my (late) teens. I've been writing for a whiiiile but started really getting into it about half a decade ago. I will ravenously consume all forms of creative media.

⭐Likes ⭐

Favourite colour: Purple my beloved Favourite band: Mili (I'm so normal about them) Favourite genre/s: Gothic lit, Fantasy, Horror romance, whimsical fairies Fav insect: Moths/Butterflies

Stats:

Creative writing college student

Panromantic Ace | Queering my gender to the max

English (Regrettably)

Autism kreachure

Revolving door of hyperfixations on science-y stuff

Purple hair (Not beating the stereotype allegations)

WIPs

[Note: I am very bad at deciding on WIP names]

Prisma

My surreal fantasy WIP comprised of a collection of different stories linked by a unifying setting.

Colour-Coded to the max. Each central story focuses on a character assigned a colour, differing in tone, POV, and focus. Main three are purple, blue, and red.

Literal becomes figurative, and figurative literal

Charms and incantations of old swirl in from afar, weaving our hands together with something much deeper than flesh – a curious sentiment oozing from the recesses of Damsel’s cloak as the feeling of moss and stone wove through my veins; cold and refreshing.

◉

‘What absurdity’, The Arbiter would think to himself. After all, those carmine red eyes of his delve into the primaeval madness: in their muddy depths lies the shivering madness - Fear. From fear is the knowledge wrenched from uncertainty and bloodshot eyes. Dread is the light; tugging on world-weary watchers. 

Sort of portal fantasy, sort of not. The stories in this WIP span across many eras and places, yet often find themselves connecting and mingling. Incredibly queer.

Main characters:

MC of Red, Jack Pronouns: He/Him Bnuuy ass trans Victorian boy. Pasty and WILL combust in the sun. Autism creature. He gets a himbo bf and sick asf t-surgery scars as a treat &lt; 3 Character Playlist

MC of Blue, Hel Pronouns: Any/All seemingly innocent girl but remove the innocent and girl part. Kind of an eldritch horror after a character arc but like, that's the good ending. So old surnames weren't a thing in the era they're from. Character Playlist

MC of Purple, Dorothea Pronouns: She/They Gatekeep, Gaslight, Girlboss. Autistic adhd precocious mess who WILL make it your problem. Genuinely manipulative but has great hair so it's fine. Character Playlist

Other notable mentions

[Note: I will elaborate on all of these later]

Witch WIP

My beloved blorbos < 3 Once I figure out how to frame and present it in a more refined way I like I shall be posting about this.

Personal & Cultural struggle within a fantasy context | Disability & Identity as a main theme | Aroace protagonist and Queerplatonic relationship | Magic inspired by folklore and myth | Found family

Low Fantasy setting in a somewhat alternate earth

Sprawling magic system

Conventional fantasy groups but with a spin: revamping those vibes

Witches aren't just funny flying women but genuinely inhuman creatures with spicy shit going on

Demons and angels but: demon is the colloquial term for a class of magical beasts characterised by dense essence, not like hell demons. Angels are living algorithms born from patterns and don't have an actual association to any gods.

MC Playlists:

Branwen | Ingram

Five Steps From Hell

Biblically Accurate Angelic-Flavoured paranormal apocalypse

Autistic MC

More horror oriented than action

Lots of vibes.

MC becoming something not very human, but they're more worried that they aren't worried too much about it

I've got some dastardly plans for this one. Vibes and atmosphere whilst the world falls apart and neurodivergence is a great combo.