Oooff Writing Fantasy Can Be Tricky, Or At Least For Me, But Good Luck With It!

"I clearly remember that fateful night, years ago. What I did was unforgivable, I wasn't even surprised Nath broke up with me then and there. We only met a few of times after that, when I took my belongings from our former flat, but that's all. Avoiding each other was hard, since we still lived in the same city and Eric was still his colleague, so we decided to move to England and start a new life. Together."

the first chapter of my new fanfic is online! you can read it here

dedicated to @marycecilyy and @momiyi-chan mostly because they are the most awesome friends I could wish for, but also because they they didn't get tired from me texting them at the most random moments to ask for a little help 🤭

now THIS is something I’m definitely gonna be part of

Hey everyone, we are going to do an event. Everyone is welcome to join, so please reblog this message. So many people can enjoy.

ok I’m inventing a new tag game. when you get tagged you need to say one thing you really like about one of your wips.

example: I did a crapton of research for my wip Unshakeable and I think that made the story a lot more detailed and interesting

ok your turn! @guulabjamuns, @aelenko, @writerlywonders, @teriwrites, @sprigofbasil

💛🍃🌺🌙If you receive this you make somebody happy. Go and send this to ten of your followers who make you happy or somebody you think needs cheering up, if you want to. If you get it back even better 🌙🌺🍃💛

@marycecilyy

I didn’t have much time for Tumblr yesterday, but thank you two for your kindness anyways <3

Kinktober

I know it’s early, but I wanted to leave here the list I’ll be using for my submissions to Kinktober 2020. I put together the numbers that I thought would be interesting to write about and edited this pic. Feel free to use!!!!

I’ll decide myself the pairings and prompts, but if you’d like to see something especific, NSFW or not, you can commision me here!

I’ll write for the following fandoms:

- My Candy Love

- Eldarya

- Mystic Messenger

- The Arcana

11, 13 and 14 ^^

well uh, this ask has been sitting in my askbox for many months now and I didn't receive another ask saying who should I write about, so I took poetic freedom and chose Armin as my subject >:] I'm terribly sorry for disappearing again, hopefully this will be to your liking! it turned out a bit short, but I'm kinda proud of myself as I've been very inactive lately lmao

11. bathing / showering

Armin probably likes to shower "femininely" - the water must be as hot as possible, 3/4 of the time is just spent staring at the wall and thinking about life, and it's a special occasion if he finishes faster than half an hour

it's also not rare that he brings his phone with him and blasts some music (maybe he even sings along, but you do not want to hear that)

he absolutely adores showering with Candy, though I'd imagine that they aren't able to do it much, as their sleep patterns most likely differ (hence they shower at different times as well)

when they do manage to shower together, it very rarely turns into khm.... something else. they tried it out once or twice, but they found it more awkward and funny than sexy

Armin really enjoys cleaning Candy, and it's even better when the favour is returned. if they are bathing, I can even imagine them to try out different kinds of bath salts and bath bombs

13. soft spot / weakness

he would never tell anyone, but he's very, very ticklish. and not just in the "mainstream" parts, even in strange places, like his knees, the back of his neck or his ankles

also, not a "physical" weakness, but chocolate. this man loves his stomach very much, and he'd probably trade his kidneys for some sweets or junk food

on a more serious note, he tries to play things cool most of the time, but he does tend to be overprotective of his loved ones, let that be Alexy, Candy or anyone else close enough to him

14. pregnancy / birth

What I think of you? Well, I think that you are an amazing person and a fantastic friend.

Also, your writing absolutely slaps!

ouwmm, thanks Bee 🥺😔 I’m happy to call you my friend! as I’ve said before

I love you! *mwah* you’re my favourite Tegan stan, and you’d still be my favourite if I knew a hundred other ones

day 1 - moving out (Candy x unspecified LI)

Words: 443

TW: the story happens after Candy's husband (I didn't specify who) passes away. there aren't any mentions about how he died; but still read with caution if this subject can upset you

Candy's P. O. V.

"Ma'am, are we free to go, is everything set now?"

I didn't pay attention to the question, still standing in the doorway, sweeping the empty room with my eyes. It was hard to take in the view: my brain filled in the void with the rugs, furnitures, pictures, newspaper on the table, the TV....

"....ma'am?"

I turned towards the young man in front of me; he was working for a professional decluttering company, the very one I called to help me get rid of some of my belongings. My heart ached to let go of certain things, but I couldn't possibly take everything with me to my new flat. The only real love in my life left my side, and I couldn't bear to live alone in the same house that was once filled with his laughter and voice.

I hoped that the organiser would impute me not hearing him to my old age, and nodded. "Yes, everything is on the truck, you can go. Thank you for your help."

He curtly said goodbye, then left, taking his favourite armchair, his desk, his-

The thought of raining on a day like this being cliché flashed through my mind, when I realised that it was my own tear that wetted my face. I thought that I had got over it by now; isn't grief supposed to last for only a few months? That's what all of my friends told me, at least. That it will be better, that I will eventually forget about him, that life will overgrow the pain...

When will it dull?

I walked back to my own car. There was nothing else I could do, the whole house is empty besides few things that the owners-to-be liked and bought. My accidental prediction became true after all; when it was already dark - so dark that the world outside my car's light seemed non-existent - I noticed some drops on the wind-shield. One, two, five, and many, many more. They imitated my tears that started falling once again, and I had to pull over to calm down. There were two images in my mind, never disappearing: one showed the house the way it once was, full of life when the grandchildren visited, being a safe heaven for them; and one showed its present state, the walls ripped from the family photos covering them, the wooden floor naked without the carpets warming them, the dark rooms with all the light taken away from there.

An image of life, and an image of death. A painful reminder of the past, and the truthfully cold present.

And I couldn't decide which one hurt more to see.

"The grief does not go away. It doesn’t go away, life just grows around lit. First, there is nothing but loss. All the time. It breaks up body and soul sharply, without mercy. You have to go crazy, you have to perish in pain. We feel like there's no more. With such an absence, such a large void, it is no longer possible to live. Then life goes on. Time goes on stubbornly. Suddenly the moment will come — it will only become clear later — when it no longer hurts without stopping. Breathing spaces start to take place in the flow of torment that was thought unstoppable. Minutes when you can pay attention to something else. Little islands. Then there will be more and more of these. Suddenly we find that the morning, the boundary between dream and wakefulness is no longer broken by the icy realization that they are no more. Then, sometimes we can smile when we think, "Hm, I remember how funny it was when....!" Memories no longer bring pain, but gratitude that they were here. Over time, there will be new joy, there will be new momentum. There will be plans and new desires. There will be peace and forgiveness, but grief will not diminish, it will not decrease. Life grows around it."

30 day angst writing challenge

"Forcing myself to remember felt like voluntarily rubbing salt in my wounds, especially after all that effort I had put into forgetting everything. And... I had to admit to myself, I missed her a little, behind the hurt I felt. That was a universal truth that didn't bother to go away, always lingering in the back of my mind. I couldn't imagine myself looking past her betrayal, but I knew for sure that living with her absence made it all worse."

second chapter of my fanfic online! I'll keep calling it "my fanfic" because I realised the title I chose sounds dumb. not much happens, mainly just Nath thinking about Candy calling him up, but I swear things are going to start now aahhahha

I know almost a month passed and I'll try to deliver sooner next time, just... y'know, life likes to get in my way

mcl crushes X brazilian candy

(warning: some  of them are NSFW)

Castiel:

He wasn’t used to listening other music styles than rock, but because of her he would start liking Funk. It was impossible resisting to that beat!

Sometimes, she would put a random song on the speaker they’d dance to it. He’d even ask her to teach some moves.

Would be absolutely traumatized when she told him the meaning of the lyrics of  a couple of songs, though.

“What does ‘Cai de boca no meu bucetão’ mean?”

Candy would laugh so hard at his oblivious face.

He’d love when she spoke random words in Portuguese in moments of anger or concentration, it was so adorable

Would make sure Crowstorm went to Brazil during one of its tours, he had heard that brazilian fans were one of the most excited ones. Also, he would love to visit her mother land!

Nathaniel:

Would love her accent

It was so beautiful…

One of his favorite things in the bedroom (apart from handcuffs) would be hearing her swear in Portuguese. The sonority was too damn sexy!

He would be so interested in her culture and hearing stories about her childhood would leave him wanting to go there. He’d even start to save some money for their next vacation. 

Candy would show him so many memes and they’d get into an argument about which country was the best in making them.

Priya:

One of their plans would be to, once they got some financial stability, go there -probably in February because of Carnaval-. Priya found the colorful fantasies and party spirit so amazing!

Candy would absolutely teach her how to dance funk hahaha

imagine them twerking in the living room

Rap da Felicidade would be one of her favorite songs because of the way it criticized police brutality

They both would rant about how much they hate Bolsonaro and everything related to him

Also, brigadeiro on movie nights >>>

Rayan:

He’d totally binge watch a couple of novelas with her, specially the historical ones! He found the acting so good and it was truly a valid form of art

Would also love to surprise her by speaking a couple of words in Portuguese he had recently learnt, like meu amor, dengo e xuxu (cute ways to call your lover)

And I’m not even gonna talk about his feelings when learning about the Mari Ferrer case and how it made him think of his own.

Absolutely would learn more about Brazil’s culture, specially art, of course.

Hyun:

They’d bond so much over the fact  that both came from other countries, sharing their experiences and talking about their home lands.

Hyun would love brazil’s food. Pão de queijo, churrasco, feijoada and all the candies would leave him drolling

And he’d insist on meeting her family, even if they didn’t live in France. He’d find some way to organize a dinner with them!

Also, whenever someone around him said something dumb like “oh, Brazil is such an exotic country” or “Rio is close to Amazonia, isn’t it?” he’d correct them. He knew Candy hated those kind of stereotypes about her land as much as him about his own.