CrimsonTint

My 15th birthday was a couple months back, it gave me time to reflect on how I got here, and I just thought I would share. I was 12 when I began writing Your Life Is In My Hands, god fucking knew what kind of rabbit hole that would send me down. I met the most wonderful and special woman in my life because I could not write lesbian fucking and along with that it also helped me eventually develop all of the writing skills I have today. I was lucky to have such an odd experience over an undiagnosed autistic obsession I could not even begin to understand at that time. I hope everyone here knows I'm thankful for the experience you have all brought me, for the compliments on my old works, for the encouragement and especially the kindness you have all shown me, especially when I was young. It is with a heavy heart that I say this account after this post will no longer be in any sort of use. I'm leaving it up as a archive of a time in my life which I will never forget, a time in my life that has given me many, many stories to tell, a time in my life that led me to the lovely woman who I can call mine. 
          
          Thank you everyone, truly, I do love you all, just as preteen me would have.
          
          - Love, Jeaaix.

I hope you're doing okay!

I AM GIRLFRIEND SOMP STOMP STIMP STOP GODZILLA

Alr y'all, Remake of your life is in my hands is out now! Tell me how you feel about it :)

Also, I'm going to post this now as I've been very hesitant in the past to post about it- please do not refer to any of my works (old and cringe or not) as Yuri. The stories I make are Female for Female, and I do not like the term "Yuri" being used to describe them in any way, as my mind majorly associates that with the sexualization of Sapphic couples, and my works will never be meant to do that in any way, weither it includes sexual content or not. I'll also say this, I do not mind If you are a male and read any of the Vanny stories, as long as In no way you sexualize the sapphic relationships portrayed in those stories. That's all I really ask, thank you so very much :)

BRO I LOVE YOUR LIFE IS IN MY HANDS IT IS THE BEST THING I HAVE READ ON WATTPAD AND ITISNT CRINGE AT ALL <333333

hoi hooman

My apologies for the recent inactivity. I'm working on a Halloween Oneshot special at the current moment (Keep your eyes out for Rises the Moon coming soon ;) ) and other real life projects as well, so I'm sorry I haven't been online much. I'm hoping within the next month I'll have the next Your Life is In my Hands chapter out soon, and I'm sorry for leaving you all on a cliffhanger.
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          Happy one year anniversary to Your Life is in my hands, which I now look back at those first 30 chapters- and wonder how no one mentioned to me how cringe it was. Thank you everyone, you'll be hearing more news from me soon.

To celebrate Your life Is in My hands Republishing- Here's some fun facts about the characters and shit.
          (I'll put out the funnier haha ones later, these are more, serious.)
          
          CW: Abuse
          
          
          Michael has a book of "poems" dedicated to the people he genuinely loves, but fears telling or letting them get close or someone will get hurt. He only writes them during panic attacks or frantic fits of rage. These poems are only scribbled words barely recognizable. Y/n) does have one, hers was written during his last day of work, sitting in the car before he knew what would be his last hours alive.
          
          
          Daniel's mother, Roxanne, went to prom with William. Before that, she frequently went hunting with him out in the woods near her childhood home, he would string up animals on branches in sadistic and twisted ways, she was out in her fathers clothes and ended up finding the illegally killed animals and proposed a deal
          "Nobody knows about a woman hunting, nobody knows what you're doing out here." This went on for many years until a neighborhood woman found Roxanne running back to her house in her fathers clothes, and told her parents.
          
          If Vanny had stayed with Marie for just one night in 84, she would have never met William.
          
          Gregory would have been adopted by (Y/n) if he lived 3 more months.
          
          There's actually 5 cult members in total, Vanny, Marie, Crimson Chrysanthemums (Y/n), and two boys, Kaso and Blade.
          
          (Y/n) waa beaten by church members each week when she was 17 for not "repenting for sexual thoughts"
          
          Vanny was tricked into the cult, William promised purpose. Purpose to hurt people like the ones who have hurt her. She was convinced to kill a "bad man" in a closet at a nearby hotel. She was locked in the closet with his dead body for a week. The man she killed was innocent.
          
          
          
          
          

Don't want to sound rude! But where did your Vannie x reader go?