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tetsutits · 2 years

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𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐏𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐑 — hanma shuji x f!reader

SYN: you challenge hanma to a round of poker, and the both of you place your bets. if you win—you get his Bentley and $250k. If he wins, he gets to fuck you in one of the private rooms in the back. surely you'll win, right?

CW: toman and bonten make an appearance. gambling. swearing. reader wears a dress. smut. unprotected sex. creampie. groping. pet names (baby, princess, doll, pretty girl). let me know if i missed anything! wc: 3.4k

AN: LISTEN UP! i have absolutely no idea how gambling or casinos work but i did my research and tried my best! this might be inaccurate so i'm apologizing from now hehe. either way, enjoy! (ignore the fact that i changed my fic format again oops)

ty for @megumi-divine and @utahimeow for beta <3 | @tokyometronetwork

MINORS DNI. barely proofread. tr masterlist

"if i win this round," your eyes never leave his as you make your way to the opposite side of the table, "then of course, I get my share. along with your Bentley—and everything that's inside of it."

you see hanmas face turn stern, lip slightly curving down until it's right back up. he's smirking at you, and you already know that he's not backing down from a challenge.

it's a good thing you don't back down, either.

"alright, and if I win," his golden eyes stare into yours, as if they're looking right into your soul, "then I get to fuck you in one of the private rooms in the back."

a course of whistles and gasps fill the room, and you see rindou give hanma the deadliest stare possible. a rush of adrenaline fills your body and you feel your knees weaken.

you half expected him to ask for something materialistic—something that has to do with money or expensive items. but to your shock (well, not so much, actually), he'd rather get his dick wet over anything he could possibly have.

you smile at him, and he follows the movement of your perfectly glossed lips as you point to the table and say, "that's a deal then. shall we?"

you ignore the looks and shocked faces of the executives, and let it pass as just a playful round of poker. surely, you'll win. . . right?

and so it begins, you and hanma decide it'll only be one round. no repeats, no second chances, whoever wins gets what they've already decided on prior to the round.

being in these types of places isn't something new to you—casinos, high-end bars and clubs—they're places you frequent with bonten. but there are times where you don't like to involve yourself with their business.

toman and bonten, they regularly meet for business and events. but the two gangs have been rivaling each other for the longest time. they haven't been at each other's throats, they never purposely go out of their way to hurt the other gang—but at the same time, they aren't exactly friends .

you sit right in the middle, between the two. yes, you technically 'belong' to bonten, but you find a certain member of toman interesting. so you never miss out on the opportunity to come along when bonten is meeting with toman.

all because you want to see hanma.

(he wants to see you, too.)

you've been taught how to play poker, but you've never taken it as seriously as they have.

as the round goes on, rindou's eyes never leave yours, he watches like a hawk the entire time, and if you weren't so focused on winning, then you would have told him off.

on the other hand, the way hanma looks so confident and unbothered makes your blood boil. it's not that he's playing carelessly—he isn't. he plays with full concentration but at the same time doesn't look like he's putting much effort at all.

the sight of him, so well put together in his suit, hair perfectly styled, and his demeanor so calm and collected—it makes your thighs squeeze together and you feel warm heat pool inside you.

"what's goin thru that pretty little head of yours, hm?"

your eye snap up to meet his hazy, golden ones. the dim lighting of the casino makes it look like his orbs are glowing, the earring he wears glistens and swings as he moves.

"nothing," you smirk at him from across the table, "i'm just thinking of that Bentley of yours and the $250k that sits in the trunk of it."

you've never seen a man's smile drop so fast in your life. it made the smirk on your lips linger, proud of the subtle reaction he was giving you.

the hand that sits on the table tightens into a fist, and you think you see his veins through this skin.

"oh, yeah? and how would you know that i've got that much money in the back of my car?" he asks, tone neutral but his lips slightly turn up at the corners of his mouth.

you stare at your chips that are stacked on the table, each one varying with value. if you go all in—you could possibly risk losing the entire round and let hanma have his way. but even if you do play safe—you never know what kind of tricks he has up his sleeve.

and one thing that you do know, is that hanma will do anything to get what he wants.

"i guess you can say that i have my sources." you wink back at him.

as the game goes on, you notice his eyes lingering on you—tracing your body in the silky, black dress that you wear. he feels his pants become unbearably uncomfortable at the sight of you, the way your tits sit nice and pretty, the way your neck is a blank canvas all ready for him to mark up with dark bruises and love bites.

and it would all be simply his if he won this round.

mikey and some of the bonten executives are off somewhere finalizing deals and speaking to other gangs here—but rindou has not once left your side. he goes as far as placing a hand on your shoulder while you play.

"you really don't need to babysit me, y'know," you turn to him, speaking quietly enough that it's only you two that can hear, "i'll be fine alone."

rindou's brows furrow but he doesn't say anything, he's always been a little protective of you so this behavior isn't something foreign. instead, he pulls away but speaks right into your ear.

"it's not that i don't trust you," he says as his eyes flick over to hanma's, "i don't trust him."

if hanma can hear, he's definitely ignoring him.

"you can go, and i'll find you once we're done." he finally lets out, giving you a curt nod.

it's obvious he doesn't want to leave, but at the same time he wants to respect your wishes. reluctantly, rindou spares one more glare hanma's way and then slowly takes his leave.

the game goes on, and you feel your palms become even more sweatier by the second. the air feels thick, and anxiety swims through your blood.

opposite of you, hanma pulls out a cigar, lighting it, taking a long drag as he watches you.

the glowing lights create an atmosphere around the two of you that makes it seem like nobody else exists here. the world stills. it's just you, hanma, and this little game of poker.

you must be too absorbed in the game because he laughs, and you think it's the first time that you see his pearly white teeth as he throws his head back slightly, "c'mon, pretty girl, don't be so tense. this is all fun and games, right?"

you pout, mostly because you're frustrated with the way the round is going. you'd been so

sure that you made the right moves in order to be on the winning path—but then again, anyone that plays with hanma shuji should know that their fate is set in stone the second the round begins.

at some point in the round you find yourself at a disadvantage.

hanma is making moves that you'd think would be better for you — but instead it's giving him the upper hand.

your leg bounces under the table, but your face remains stoic in an effect to conceal his true effect on you.

hanma makes move after move, each one calculated precisely. he makes sure that whatever he does—it'll be in his advantage in the end.

as much as you try to counter him, you conclude that your best efforts don't compare to his natural skills. he knows too much—too many tricks, too many ways to get himself out of a situation.

you're like a puppet on a string that he controls. even if he's playing against you, it seems as if he has been pulling certain strings this whole time, jeopardizing every single one of your movements.

before you know it, the round is over. it's inevitable—you think. but now you're doubting yourself and your confidence as you register the results of the round. you stare at the chips, the cash and the drinks sprawled out on the table—and you try to recall where you went wrong but nothing comes to mind.

you sit there, shocked and unable to say anything. you've lost—but a part of you doesn't seem to be upset about that fact. yes, you could have come home with a shit ton of money and a brand new car—but you find yourself already slowly accepting your defeat.

you know you could get anything you want, anyway. but you play for the fun, you play for the thrill of it you play for the rush of adrenaline you get every time you place a chip down.

you're snapped out of your daydream when you hear hanma whistle, loud and long. he has a grin on his face that makes you scowl in return. the taste of losing is bitter in your mouth.

"i think we already knew this was going to happen, princess." he says, tone low and deep.

you sit back in your chair, crossing your arms over your chest, he follows the movement with his eyes, shamelessly eyeing your chest, "you must've cheated somewhere, y-you cant just win that easily. i've nev—"

"i've won fair and square." he cuts you off. "no need to make excuses. and for the record, no, actually, i didn't cheat."

you pinch the bridge of your nose. your palms are clenched in a tight fist under the table. hanma brings out an anger inside you that you've never even known you harbored.

he leans forward, large body towering over the table. he's close enough that if he whispers you'd be able to hear him, "i think you owe me, pretty girl."

you bite the inside of your mouth to keep yourself from saying anything, and you think you taste blood. he's not wrong, you do technically owe him something. but at the same time, you're not mad at how this round has ended.

hanma gets up from where he was sitting, dusting off his pants, and making his way over to you.

he stands looming over you, looking down as he reaches his hand out, "shall we?" he says mockingly, repeating the same words you told him earlier.

you look up at him through your lashes, and he swears he feels his dick get even harder from the sight.

"don't keep me waiting, doll," he says, a slight smile to his lips.

you give in to him, you just got a free chance to fuck Japans 2nd most dangerous criminal. the same one you've been pining after for the longest time.

you take his hand and he leads you away from the table and crowd. you catch rindou's shocked eyes as you're walking hand in hand with hanma.

“w-where are we going?” you ask in a hurry, ignoring the stares that you're getting from the onlookers.

hanma doesn't look back at you, but he keeps the grip on your hand firm, “i'm not actually taking you to the private rooms. that's where all the ugly business goes down.”

he leads you through the tables and the crowd, taking you all the way to the bathrooms that are located at the corner of the casino.

“you're fucking me in the bathroom? are you serious?”

he pauses, looks back at you but doesn't let go of your hand, “well would you rather me fuck you in front of all the other executives? have them watch as you take my cock right in front of them?”

you're shocked into silence. mouth opening and closing, but no words come out. “I—no. no i wouldn't.” you look away from his unwavering gaze, and suddenly you feel so small compared to him. “could you just hurry up?"

he chuckles, deep and gravely, “impatient, are we?”

you scowl at him, and it just makes his grin even wider.

you enter the empty bathroom, and the second the door closes he turns to you and asks, “there's still time to back out if you don't want this. it was just a silly bet and i'm not pressuring you to do this.”

you feel his hot breath as he traps you between him and the door, he's looking down at you, but you don't think you could handle meeting his eyes.

in a small voice, you tell him, “I'm sure. i-i want this.”

he brings one hand to your face, his other is placed sturdily against the door. his thumb traces over your lips and he pulls the bottom one out, keeping you from biting and playing with it.

“may i?” he almost whispers. you can't bring yourself to say anything, so you give him the green light by nodding in return.

his lips are soft when they meet yours. they move perfectly as if they were always meant to be slotted against them. he sucks and bites your lower lip and your bring your hands to grip the front of his suit—pulling him even closer to you.

his body presses on to yours, and you think you feel him everywhere. he overwhelms your senses—towering over you with his height and his broad shoulders.

his tongue slips into your mouth with no warning, exploring and swiping over yours. his hands are wandering all over you, groping and touching—and you already feel your panties starting to dampen. you can feel him everywhere around you, like he's the only thing that exists in this moment.

“fuck, you don't know how long i've wanted to do this,” he says, squeezing your ass through your dress.

“hanma,” you whisper, you don't know why you're saying his name, but he sure loves it.

you tug at the hair at the base of his nape, and it brings out a deep groan from his throat.

“fuckin’ gorgeous, you know that?”

you sigh in satisfaction when he starts kissing down the column of your neck, marking and leaving dark bruises all around the sensitive skin.

“shuji, please,” you whine, its uncomfortable how your panties are soaked at this point. your thighs rub together to ease the ache that's built in your core.

he buries is face even deeper into your neck once he hears his first name, the hold he has on the back of your thighs almost hurts from how hard he's gripping you.

“tell me what you need, use your words like a big girl.”

you feel hot heat rush up to your face, and you shy away from his gaze, “please just fuck me . .” you say quietly.

“Mm, can't hear you. you're gonna have to speak up, doll.”

he's teasing. you know he's teasing you. and you squirm in his hold, "s-shut up! can you just fuck me already?" you huff out.

his smirk deepens, like it seems that he's got you exactly where he wants you, "only 'cause you asked so nicely, princess,"

his large palms make their way to the bottom of your dress, and he looks up at you wordlessly asking for permission.

he yanks the fabric up over your waist once you nod, and sighs deeply at the sight of your bare legs. he massages your thighs and hands smooth over the skin, “you've been hiding this from me this entire time?”

you swallow the lump in your throat, “you never really payed attention to me whenever i came along to meetings a-and stuff.”

his eyes widen like he's shocked, and pulls away to look at your face, “you fuckin’ serious?”

you pause, and you meet his eyes in shock, “no, i don't know. . . i almost gave up on trying to reach you,”

“c’mere,” he says, leading you to the mirror, bending you slightly over the counter as he stands behind you.

“i would see you all the time, sitting all pretty in those little dresses of yours,” he looks at you through the mirror, moving your hair to the side, “and it would take everything inside me to keep it together.”

he kisses the back of your neck, and his arms move forward to grope your tits through the fabric, “i think i could die a happy man right now.”

you smile shyly at his words, and push your hips backwards so your ass meets the front of his slacks. you rub yourself against him, feeling his hard cock stiffen at the touch.

“shuji, what're you waiting for?”

he drops his head on your shoulder, and you hear the zipper of his slacks. soon enough, his cock is freed from the confines of his pants.

one of his hands come up to rub you through your panties, "already this wet for me?" he runs two long fingers through your wet folds, collecting the slick that continues to drip out of you.

“ah—fuck! feels so good,”

he smirks at you through the mirror, and you shudder when they run over your swollen bud. the bundle of nerves aching in need for stimulation makes you jump when he massages a certain spot.

“fuck, baby, i cant wait any longer,” he groans, holding your hips in place, “need to be inside you, now,”

you do him a favor and reach behind you where his leaking cock is, you wrap your hand around it, slowly stroking him as you angle your hips.

“c-could you—”

the air is suddenly knocked out of your lungs when he pushes inside you with no warning, you gasp as you feel the burning stretch of your walls.

“shit—slow down!”

he buries his face in your neck and starts a grueling pace, wasting no time at all. the force of his hips has you weak in the knees and if he weren't holding you so tight, you think you'd be a puddle on the floor.

“so fuckin’ perfect for me,” he bites your bare shoulder, muffling his groans.

"a-ah, shuji!"

"fuck—ive waited so long for this," he huffs out, hips snapping right back into you at an unforgiving pace, "to fuck you until you were cryin' on my cock" he laughs in your neck, the hot air tickling the hairs on your nape.

he hits a spot that has you seeing stars, your breath caught in your throat, and you try so, so hard to keep quiet, but with the way he's fucking you right now—you bet everyone loitering around near the bathrooms could hear everything.

“fuck—!” you cry out, the tears building in the corners of your eyes.

"look at you," he pants, the sheer layer of sweat glistening on his forehead, "takin' me so well, see?" he thrusts even harder, and it takes everything in you not to scream out loud in pleasure. it's just so much—but it's so fucking good.

your nails dig into his forearm where you're grabbing on, "there's no need—ah, fuck, no need to deny you want my cock, baby"

you feel the pressure tighten in your belly, and it only takes a few more thrusts before you're crying out, cumming on his cock.

“so fuckin’ warm,” he grunts, “gonna fill this pretty pussy up,”

his movements don't stop even when he spills deep inside you with a long groan, filling you all the way to the brim with his warm release.

your body falls limp over the bathroom counter, tired and all fucked-out. you feel like your world is spinning as both of you take this time to catch your breaths, basking in the afterglow.

he chuckles, breathless with a wide grin on his face, “maybe we should play more poker, huh?”

you lift your head to look at him through the mirror, “so there's a next time?” you ask playfully.

he pulls your panties up for you, smoothing out the wrinkles in your dress, “don't act like you didn't enjoy this.”

“i don't mind a next time,” you say quietly, standing up and turning around, “i was kinda hoping this wouldn't be a one-time thing.”

he smiles softly at you and cups your cheek with one large palm, “anything you want, baby.”

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thyandrawrites · 4 months

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Every time december rolls around and I see all the posts about the need for an "ao3 wrapped" I think about how interesting it would be to track how many words I've read all year round, but then I promptly forget until the next december. So this time I'm trying to keep track, noting down the wc of any fics and books I consume. We'll see how long I can keep this up before I inevitably forget to update it

But I find it amusing how we're barely two weeks into january and my wc is already at

250k+

This will be interesting indeed

#And by interesting I mean humbling #Anyway it's this high already bc I broke record and read two books #It will slow down once I run out of anything suitably chaptered #Bllk doesn't have many longfics after all

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napszemuvegbe · 1 year

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1 év a cicával

gondoltam osszeszámolom mennyibe is fájt a macska mindenestol eddig.

zooplus-on kb 250k-t koltottem, ebben benne van a kajan kivul minden mas is, hordozo, wc, jatekok, kaparofa, alom, stb.

dokira kb 30k-t koltottem, ebben az oltasok voltak benne meg egy nyisszantas, szerencsere maskor nem kellett vinni

volt nehany egyeb dolog, mittudomen meglattam valami meno jutalomfalatot, vagy par napnyi nedves tapot siman a napi bevasarlashoz csaptam ha fogyoban volt a keszlet, erre raszamolok kb 20k-t.

Osszesegeben igy kijon 25k/honapra.

Reblogban irjatok meg pls, hogy en most egy buzsoa geci vagyok-e, vagy pedig embertelen korulmenyek kozott tartom, mert ennyi penzbol kb. a to feneken kell elnie es csak egy nedves rongyot szopogathat etel helyett.

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bnha-ficlibrary · 5 years

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The Way You Used To Do

Title: The Way You Used To Do

Author: edema_ruh

Rating: T

Word Count: 250k+

Status: WIP (16/?)

Summary:

"We're really sorry", his father says, in that teary-eyed, wobbly way Katsuki most certainly didn't inherit from him, thank fuck. "But your friend, Izuku, he's...", he hesitates for a moment, as if trying to find the right words for that situation. "He's gone, son", he concludes, giving Katsuki's hand a squeeze. Behind him, his mother stands, face almost as impassive as ever.

Katsuki can do nothing but blink up at them for moments that feel like an eternity, eyes darting between both his parents in obvious confusion, disbelief, and, more than anything, indignation.

"What the fuck are you two talking about?", he asks, not as aggressively as he would have liked to. "The damn nerd is standing right beside you!"

During a battle, Midoriya gets hit by a villain whose quirk detaches his soul from his body. Stuck in a ghost-like state, the boy enters a race against time in order to save himself from permanently dying. Much to his luck - or lack of it -, the only person who can see and talk to him in his state is no one other than Kacchan.

#bnha #bnha fic rec #bakudeku #bakugou katsuki #midoriya izuku #wc:250k+#r:teen #gt:hurt/comfort #gt:angst #gt:fluff #gt:slowburn #s:WIP #au:canonverse

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dyed-red · 2 years

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i looked at my list of “partially finished stories” and uh.... someone please kick my adhd in the ass because i need to finish some of these.

list of various WIPs under the cut, in the hopes that listing them out might hold me even slightly accountable.

1. teenchesters / teencest zine submission

current word count ~6400

98% done

doesn’t count because it’s literally got a deadline and being submitted

2. Desiderata

the fic i had the gall to post as a WIP because that usually helps me finish quicker but then i slowed to a snail’s pace omg

posted word count ~29k

full drafting document wc ~36k

remaining (unposted pieces) ~30% done (but fully planned)

i just need to get out of my own way and accept that i’m allowed to be really self-indulgent with where my own stories go so i can finish this

2. Folded at the Edges

“Dean Jr meets his uncle in heaven” fic with a healthy dose of “do we ever know our parents” and “how are you supposed to feel when you figure out your father is in an incestuous relationship with the guy he named you for, yet you’ve never felt like you owned your own name?”

partly an excuse to write some thoughts/meta about heaven in the spn canon

current wc ~38k

90% done

i just need to stop adding new scenes and actually wrap it up

3. Like a Ghost with Two Voices

demon!dean possesses sam to cure the mark of cain

current wc ~39k

75% done

i need to merge the two different endings i drafted into something cohesive then decide i’ve i’m satisfied with it.

also need to write the Yogurt Scene

4. Mean Ends

sequel to “Lesser Evils” with a final part 3 still to be drafted

current wc ~3700

50% done, but it’s actually all drafted, it just needs fleshing out some more and it’s short so that’s like, one writing session to finish. it’s part 3 that’s gonna be the difficult piece

5. The Renegade

the “time travel post-apocalypse boyking” fic i care way too much about with way too much plot

current wc ~43k

40% done, if that. it’s the only fic in my SPN writing folder that is big enough it needed to be split into more than one doc, and has its own inspo and timeline doc to keep track of. i once wrote a fic that’s 250k words long. The Renegade won’t be that. but if i ever finish and post it, it will easily clear 100k and then some. why am i like this. save me.

6. a few others idk if i’ll ever add more to or finish and post to ao3, like...

de-aged!dean fic

post cage trauma fic that’s 90% just an excuse for me to go deep into my headcanons about enochian

the fic that inspired Desiderata and existed before it in which Sam gets hit by a truth hex (currently 30k words and featuring a very toppy sam)

probably others i’m forgetting...

#phyn vs. writing #i really need to get like... a few of these off the list #for my own sanity lol

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monsieur-hadrien · 3 years

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More Drarry Fic Recs

Good day, friends! So, recently a few of my posts on tik tok have blown up, and people were asking for some Drarry fic recs. I made a video of some of my favorites, and I really like it so I wanted to share it (and the fics) with you all on Tumblr. I have recced a few of these on here before, but some are new.

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See my other rec lists: June 2020 October 2020

These are some of my All Time Favorite HP/DM fics (in no particular order)

Balance, Imperfect by @bixgirl1

Completed, 91k WC, 10 Chapters, Explicit

When Harry sustains an injury in the line of work, he no longer knows how to navigate the life he loved, and finds help and solace from the most unexpected source.

Little Compton Street (One Rainy Night in Soho) by @writcraft and @celilasart

Completed, 66k WC, 2 Chapters, Explicit

Draco is lonely, Harry hates the press and it won’t stop raining in London. Harry discovers a magical street that’s close to disappearing forever and Draco realises he’s one rainy night in Soho away from finding everything he’s been searching for.

The Man Who Lived by sebastianL

Completed, 254k WC, 42 Chapters, Explicit

Draco breaks a cup, and one thing leads to another. A story of redemption, tattoos, dreams, mistakes, green eyes, long conversations, and copious amounts of coffee.

Set in New York twelve years after the war.

Wrong Place, Wrong Time by Relevant_Peach

Completed, 70k WC, 15 Chapters, not rated

Draco Malfoy would do anything to find a cure for his son's life-threatening disease. When he crosses paths with an old acquaintance, it unleashes a string of events that will uncover secrets and deceptions. Will Draco be able to look past the misdeeds of his old lover's past? Will Harry ever find the family he longs for?

Love Bites by mlle_notorious

Completed, 250k WC, 51 Chapters, Explicit

Harry discovers Grindr and realises that he can screen his hook-ups according to his specific...needs. What happens when he finds himself staring at Draco Malfoy when he arrives for his first foray into dating apps.

Underwater Light by Maya Mistful

Completed, 200k WC, 23 Chapters, NC-17

Harry, again a champion in another Triwizard Tournament held in his seventh year, must rescue Draco from the Lake in the Second Task; he is struck by the image of underwater light reflecting off anunconscious Draco. From this point on, Harry sees Draco in a new light, so to speak.

What Happens to the Heart by Mossycoat

Completed, 33k WC, 18 Chapters, Mature

With no girlfriend, no job, and no idea what he wants, Harry has decided to let life go on without him. If only prophetic dreams, demanding ghosts, and Draco Malfoy would let him.

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grasslandgirl · 2 years

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yo can i ask about this "annual word count google sheet" you have? i love spreadsheets and tracking personal data and stats (i have a huge spreadsheet that tracks every new show/podcast episode i watch/listen to and it's super fun to play with).

ofc lizz!!! back in december, i was talking w jamie @gilears about what we'd written over the course of 2021 and jamie told me about how they had a google spreadsheet where they kept track of their word counts across different projects for the course of the year, and how it meant they got an overall word count for the year, and i was like. holy shit thats so cool. so i went through my gdocs and counted and added up all my wc's for the year by hand back in december, and then when january started i built a google sheet of my own to track my word counts!! it's separated by months in the collumns, and fandom/ individual project in the rows, and i have it set up so i get all the sum totals for: each individual month, each individual project, the sum of all projects within each individual fandom, and the total sum of everything i've written this year so far!!

its been really fun to keep up with it so far this year- i've found that having a visual conglomeration of all my work and the real proof that ive been writing and keeping up with my goals has really helped me maintain momentum and inspired me to keep writing, and also i have a terrible habit for project jumping- so having all of my wips listed in one place has also helped me to keep track of all the plates i have spinning and to remember to come back to projects ive set aside!! its been super fufilling to see my annual and monthly word counts go up, and im really steadily on track for the 250k goal i set for the year back in jan!! (i'm at 122k rn- so almost halfway there!)

anyway! ty lizz for giving me the opportunity to gush abt this i really love it and it's really really helped me this year, and thank you again to jamie for inspiring me to track my wc's and telling me about her own google sheet!! xoxoxoxx

#asks #also lizz that's so cool that you track your shows/podcasts that youre watching like that!! im assuming its like a when did you start/end #and like rewatch thing?? or ?? thats super interesting!!

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thickenmyblood · 3 years

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(⊙_◎) i went back to check the posted & last updated dates on wtsioa and (⊙_◎) my only question is maca how did you write so many words

quarantine turned my brain into a sad swamp of poop and i knew if i didn't have a project outside of uni i'd end up doing something stupid, so i started writing fic again after three years of not writing anything. wtsioa was only supposed to be, like, ten chapters long because i was so sure the pandemic would be over in a few months and i wouldn't have any more time to write. then it grew and quarantine stretched and here we are.

but also!! anyone can write 250k words. maybe not in a year, but it is def doable in a lifetime. besides, quality should always matter more than quantity (a lesson learned faaaaar too late in my case lol). so if you're writing something and you think you won't ever make it to your wc goal, keep going because if i did it literally anyone can. like, even a dog.

#anon #wtsioa #ok maybe not a dog #but def a smart dog

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bookofjudith · 3 years

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dude im so glad youre into fmab, welcome 2 the coolest fandom :D also i love your writing ITS SO COMFORTING I LOVE IT SO MUCH!! hope youre having a great day :)

This is my formal apology to everyone who followed me for content that theyre.....no longer getting :) I’m sorry and I love u :))

Bro thank u 😭😭😭 I checked my wc a few months ago and I have written over 250k words since March. Which is absolutely batshit crazy, but here we are! You guys are the reason I kept writing, so thank YOU!

#I’m sorry but also. watch fmab #I promise if u like atla you’ll like fmab #found family....lovable characters...end of the world....punching god in the face.....#fmab #i should start tagging my asks

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violetclarity · 4 years

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I didn’t reach my 2019 GYWO goal...

...and I’m not pledging for 2020, either.

I wrote over 135,000 words in 2018, and set an ambitious goal of 200,000 words for 2019. I reached 183,000 words - certainly nothing to sneeze at, and I completed over 90% of my goal. I could have hit 200k - I only needed to write 22k in December to get there - but I decided I didn’t want to spend the last few weeks of the year stressing about hitting that goal when none of my WIPs were inspiring me.

Because here’s the thing: I wrote 180k this year, but I burnt myself out doing it in a major way. I wrote 180k, but I didn’t do it by writing 548 words every day. I spent weeks at a time writing as much as I possibly could in order to finish a big fic that had a deadline (for jeddy fest, for the HP WLW BB, for scorbus fest, for erised), and then, exhausted, wrote next to nothing until I had to kick myself back into gear for the next major deadline.

It turned writing from something I wanted to do into something I had to do.

In 2018, and at the beginning of 2019, that wasn’t true: writing was still fun, and being able to look at my monthly WC or the fic I’d finished gave me a sense of satisfaction when finishing other creative endeavors was out of reach. I might want to sew a shirt, or bake a cake, but that wasn’t actually going to happen, so at least I could open up my computer and write, and feel I was being productive in some way.

But starting this fall, I finally got treatment for my depression (medication works!!) and all of a sudden, all the things I wanted to do but couldn’t were achievable...except I still couldn’t do them, because I had writing obligations. I knew that I would have cut out those pieces of fabric...if only I didn’t need to finish this section of the fic. I would have cooked a nice dinner...but I needed to save time and make a frozen pizza, so I could spend all night editing.

There have been times when I spent all day writing because I had an idea in my head that I needed to get onto the page. Those days are fun. The days when I spent all day not writing, but also not doing anything else for guilt that I should be writing, are not.

I spent all year pushing myself to write for the goal of hitting 200k for the year - the only thing approaching a 2019 resolution that I would have completed - but ultimately I decided to let that goal go this month because it wasn’t making me happy. Rushing to hit 200k by the 31st would have only made me stressed.

And if I hit 200k this year, then what comes next? 250k? 300k? I think that for writers, both amateur or fanfic and professional, there is always a pressure to produce more. Some of that has reason - that’s how you make money in publishing - but that’s not the path for me. I don’t want to write more in 2020. Writing isn’t the only creative outlet I have. I want to give myself time to do other creative things - sewing, knitting, embroidery, cooking - without guilt, and only to write when I have a story that I’m excited about. At some point, I’d like to develop a daily writing practice, and maybe in 2021 I’ll come back to GYWO for a Habit Goal, but for now I need to give myself a breather.

I certainly don’t share this to pass judgment on anyone who finds word count challenges like GYWO helpful - I think it’s a super great community and I can imagine it working really well for me at a different point in my life! I also recognize that 183k for the year is a huge accomplishment, and don’t mean to be putting myself down for what others might be thrilled to achieve.

But I think that the narrative about word count, at least in my corners of fandom, is that high word count goals are good, and pushing for more - whether that be more fanfic produced or more monetary success achieved with writing - is what you should want to do. I wanted to share my perspective for anyone like me, who has found word count goals to be counterproductive to their creative process.

I hope that in 2020, I have time to pursue my other creative passions, and to rediscover the fun in writing. And I hope that whatever creative goals you might have in 2020 come to fruition, too <3

#hp #writing things #fandom things #fanfic things #word count goals #gywo #2019 goals #2020 goals #writing resolutions

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suckhoetot365ngay · 4 years

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Chuyến du lịch Mộc Châu từ Đà Nẵng tuyệt vời

Thời điểm nào nên đến Mộc Châu?

Nếu bạn có ý định du lịch Mộc Châu từ Đà Nẵng thì chú ý các thời điểm quan trọng dưới đây để mà lựa chọn được đúng thời gian phù hợp nhé.

-Tháng 2 - Tháng 3: đây là thời điểm của mùa hoa mận, hoa đào rừng, hoa ban. Đến Mộc Châu vào thời điểm này, bạn sẽ được chiêm ngưỡng hoa mận nở khắp nơi tại các bản Phiêng Cành, Pa Phách, Loóng Luông.

-Tháng 3: đây là thời điểm lúc cuối xuân hoa ban bắt đầu nở, nhưng cũng chỉ lác đác ở trên những quả đồi. Bạn phải đi dọc lên khu vực gần thành phố Sơn La nếu muốn ngắm hoa ban.

-Tháng 4: là thời điểm mận bắt đầu ra quả

-Tháng 5,6: đây là thời gian mà mùa quả mận chín đỏ, và khoảng cuối tháng 5 có lễ hội trẩy mận của bà con dân tộc. Cuối tháng 6 khi mùa mận kết thúc thì đào mới thực sự vào mùa chín.

-Tháng 9: là thời gian của mùa hoa Đào Pháp, mùa Dâu Tây, từ thị trấn Mộc Châu lên Bản Áng có rất nhiều vườn Dâu tây mà bạn có thể vào hái và mua về.

-Cuối tháng 10 đến hết tháng 12: là thời gian mùa hoa cải trắng, bạn có thể chiêm ngưỡng hoa cải sau rừng thông bản Áng, các bản Ba Phách 1, 2, 3 và khu vực Ngũ Động Bản Ôn.

-Tháng 12: là mùa hoa Dã Quỳ

Mùa du lịch Mộc Châu kéo dài từ tháng 10 tới tận tháng 2, tháng 3, đây là thời gian mà những bông hoa đào, hoa mận nở. Ngoài ra, đến Mộc Châu vào tháng 11 - 12 bạn còn được ngắm những con đường hoa dã quỳ nở vàng rực rỡ. Còn nếu bạn đến vào tháng 7, 8 thì chỉ có chè thôi nhé.

Nên ở Mộc Châu bao lâu?

+Nếu bạn đi ô tô khách thì ở Mộc Châu chỉ cần 2 ngày 1 đêm là đủ.

+Nếu đi xe máy thì cần có thời gian nghỉ ngơi nên dừng chân ở Mộc Châu trong thời gian là 3 ngày 2 đêm sẽ hợp lí và thoải mái để thăm quan các nơi.

Đến Mộc Châu thì nên ở đâu?

Các nhà nghỉ hoặc khách sạn trong thị trấn: đến Mộc Châu khách du lịch sẽ thấy được có cả một khu toàn nhà nghỉ người cho bạn chọn với giá giao động từ 250k-350k/1 đêm cho 2 người.

Kiểu nghỉ Homestay: còn được biết đến là ngủ chung trong nhà sàn với mức giá cũng khá mềm.

Dạng nhà container: luôn có mức giá khoảng 600k/1phòng/2người, cũng đầy đủ tiện nghi như tivi, tủ lạnh, điều hòa, nóng lạnh, phòng nhỏ nhắn, xinh xắn. WC rất sạch sẽ, đội ngũ nhân viên thân thiện, nếu bạn đi vào giữa tuần thì vắng khách hơn bạn tha hồ có không gian yên tĩnh tuyệt vời, tha hồ xoã.

Khu nhà hàng/bar: được thiết kế theo kiểu nhà sàn và sân vườn thuần Việt, phù hợp cho các nhóm khách thích tổ chức tiệc trong nhà hay ngoài trời.

Nguồn: http://biotravel.vn/cam-nang-du-lich/du-lich-moc-chau-tu-da-nang.html

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ttnhung · 4 years

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Những nhà xe Hà Nội Sapa xe giường nằm uy tín hàng đầu

Sapa là một thị trấn vô cùng xinh đẹp chính vì thế mà hàng năm đã thu hút rất nhiều lượt khách đến tham quan và du lịch. Một trong các phương tiện được những khách du lịch Sapa tự túc lựa chọn đó chính là xe giường nằm. Trong bài viết này hãy cùng Bio Travel tìm hiểu về những chuyến Hà Nội Sapa xe giường nằm uy tín nhất.

TOP nhà xe Hà Nội Sapa giường nằm uy tín nhất

Xe Sapa Express

Sapa Express là một trong những nhà xe Hà Nội Sapa xe giường nằm được nhiều người lựa chọn nhất hiện nay. Ở thời điểm hiện tại nhà xe này đang sử dụng 2 dòng xe giường nằm chạy Hà Nội Sapa đó là:

- Xe Limousine gồm 28 chỗ ngồi với 2 chuyến/ngày giá vé là 350k/người/chiều.

- Xe Luxury gồm có 38 chỗ ngồi với 4 chuyến/ngày giá vé là 280k/người/chiều.

Tuy nhiên thì:

- Giá vé này sẽ có thể được điều chỉnh vào các dịp lễ và thường không quá 30%.

- Với trẻ em dưới 5 tuổi thì sẽ được miễn phí bé ngồi chung với bố/mẹ.

- Với trẻ em từ 5 tuổi trở lên thì được tính như một người lớn.

- Các bạn nên đặt vé trực tiếp tại web của hãng để có được giá tốt nhất.

Ưu điểm khi lựa chọn Sapa Express

- Hãng xe này nổi tiếng từ lâu và đã được nhiều người biết.

- Chất lượng: Giường nằm rộng và thoải mái. Trên xe có sẵn WC rất sạch sẽ. đồng thời còn được trang bị wifi cho các bạn tha hồ lướt web.

- Dịch vụ đi kèm: Trên xe sẽ có hướng dẫn viên phát nước lọc và đồ ăn nhẹ cho khách.

- Nhân viên phục vụ trên xe chu đáo, nhẹ nhàng.

- Nếu các bạn sống ở khu vực phố cổ, sẽ có xe trung chuyển miễn phí.

Nhược điểm khi lựa chọn Sapa Express là giá xe có phần cao hơn so với mặt bằng chung.

Xe Interbuslines

Interbuslines hiện có 2 loại xe là xe giường nằm 46 chỗ và xe giường nằm đôi Inter Valentine.

- Nếu bạn lựa chọn xe giường nằm 46 chỗ thì bạn sẽ phải bỏ ra một khoản chi phí là 250k/người/ chiều đi hoặc về.

- Xe giường nằm Inter Valentine là một loại xe giường nằm đôi được thiết kế với 22 cabin riêng biệt và được trang bị như một phòng ngủ với nhiều tiện nghi sang trọng và hiện đại. Trong mỗi cabin lại được trang bị riêng một màn hình, máy nghe nhạc để xem phim, có tai nghe, có cổng sạc USB tiện dụng. Đây đúng là một sự lựa chọn tuyệt vời cho những cặp vợ chồng. Giá vé cho một cabin là 680k/2 người/ chiều.

Ưu điểm nổi bật của Interbuslines

- Chất lượng: Xe đảm bảo sạch sẽ, trang bị tivi LCD, có đèn đọc sách, có wifi tốc độ cao, có cổng sạc điện thoại.

- Dịch vụ đi kèm: Hành khách sẽ được phục vụ nước uống miễn phí trên xe.

- Trên xe có hướng dẫn viên nói thành thạo tiếng Anh để hướng dẫn hành khách sử dụng các trang thiết bị ở trên xe, và thông báo lịch trình chặng đi - trạm dừng chân, đồng thời hỗ trợ khách hàng...

- Bạn có thể đặt vé qua app và hãng xe còn cung cấp cả dịch vụ giao vé tận nơi.

Nhược điểm

- Chất lượng xe thường không được đồng đều.

- Giường nằm của hơi nhỏ, đặc biệt là so với khách nước ngoài

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muabannhadattphcm · 5 years

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Cho thuê phòng trọ có nội thất 20m2 ngay Nhất Chi Mai – Tân Bình

– Phòng có diện tích 20m2, có cửa sổ thoáng mát – Phòng có thể ở 3-4 người thoải mái – Có kệ bếp, kệ chén inox, wc riêng trong phòng – Giường, nệm – Có máy lạnh, tủ quần áo, bếp tủ bếp, máy giặt sử dụng chung – Phòng được sơn mới hoàn toàn – Giờ giấc tự do 24/24 có bảo vệ, có trang bị thêm cửa vân tay, có camera an ninh. – Nhà có bảo vệ trông coi xe. – Dịch vụ bảo trì miễn phí 24/7. – Sử dụng giá điện giá nhà nước 2.700đ/kWh. – Xe 120.00đ/xe/tháng – Combo 250k/2ng có nước, wf, máy giặt, rác, vệ sinh hành lang. Thêm người thứ 3 phụ thu 100k

– Sát chợ Nhất Chi Mai, chợ Hoàng Hoa Thám, gần các cửa hàng tiện ích như K+, Vinmart, MiniStop… – Giá: 3.200.000đ/tháng ⛔Địa chỉ: 62/3 Nhất Chi Mai – P.13 – Quận Tân Bình – TP.HCM.