#fustrated

Its ALWAYS female reader, ALWAYS an omega (which they don't do anything interesting with), and the GUY LOVE INTEREST is some UGLY OLD GUY from a live action show I don't know about.

Idk guys, I'm new to Tumblr

Could I get some recs on some good original character queer omegaverse with interesting dynamics and smut? (I'm hoping to write some in the future)

I swear, to whoever’s up there-

please, just stop.

Stop leaving us hanging in the middle of a masterpiece. I’m begging you.

I get it, writers need breaks. You can’t just dive headfirst into a storyline without time to breathe. Creative work takes time—a lot of time. But not a freaking decade. Especially when you know your readers are holding on for dear life, waiting for that next chapter.

A week? Sure. Two weeks? Fine. A month or two? We can deal. But months on months? Even years? That’s brutal.

We readers understand that life happens. Things get hectic, emergencies come up—you’re probably trying your best. But we’re trying too. We’re showing up, checking for updates, holding on to your story because it matters to us. Some of us literally open the site just to see if you’ve posted anything.

And every single time I find a masterpiece, I get sucked into it… then bam—life sucker-punches the author and we’re left stranded in the middle of the plot. No closure, no updates, nothing.

"I am my biggest disappointment and my biggest failure."

I have failed and disappointed myself over and over again for the last decade, if not longer, and I am at a loss for what to do. I have multiple declarations dating back like 5 years of change and investment into my life but after a day or two I am back to bed rotting and scrolling on socials, I am back to wasting my days doing nothing and hating myself for it. I haven't had a semblance of a life in almost two years and my days consist of laying in bed and neglecting everything else and I wish I could say it was because of my mental health but it isn't. I'm not depressed nor have I lost the "lust for life" rather opposite. I would love to be outside and live my life, meet new people, experience things and create memories instead of slowly killing myself within the four walls of my room, instead of slowly ruining my life at a time where its supposed to be my best years. I cant even tell myself that I'll change, that I'll do better because I never do. I never change long enough for it to stick and I always fall back into the life and routines of a person that I no longer am. I am no longer a depressed teenager waiting for some miracle to save her from her from everything and yet I find myself still imprisoned in that reality whilst holding the keys to the lock. I am my own worst enemy and I don't know how to stop sabotaging myself from serious growth. I don't know how to allow myself to open the lock to cell and let myself out. Its like I am waiting for some major revelation, like the secret to life maybe, that will reconstruct my mind and cause me to change everything, but the chances of that happening are next to zero so I am stuck.

I need to start acting and behaving like I am in control of my life because I am. I am like 90% responsible for the current state of my life, everything that currently exists in my reality is an outcome of a choice I made, big or small, and I have to recognize that and take responsibility for that. A majority of the things I hate about my life are outcomes of decisions I made previously, mostly those I made with no care about how they would negatively affect me in the future. The reason I bed rot and spend my days doom scrolling is because I make the decision to do so. The reason I don't have a social life is because I never leave my house nor do I make the effort to socialize when I do leave it. The reason why I dislike the way my body looks is because I eat like shit and spend my days bed rotting instead of exercising. The reason I am constantly stressed about school is because I don't go to class, I fail my tests and let my work pile up to the point where I literally have no choice but to do it because its due soon. The reason I hate my life is because because I make decisions everyday that make my life miserable. And the sad part is, I know this. I know all of this, in fact I've known all of this for years and yet nothing changes. Even after all this, I am probably going to hit "Post", crawl back into bed and doom scroll till I pass out. Thus cementing my first statement that I am both my biggest disappointment and failure.