9thena

[9thena]

"I sink into your eyes whenever I'm looking at you,"

— Franz Kafka, from a letter to Milena Jesenská written c. August 1920

[9thena]

[9thena]

if you’re not gonna be obsessive, protective, and possessive over me, what’s the point?

[9thena]

I like that line in the detective pikachu movie where the main girl says she’s sick of writing fluff pieces about the top cutest pokemon because “newflash, they’re all cute.” Correct. Weezing, Giratina, Pinsir, Tyranitar, Dusknoir, Conkeldurr, Yvetal, all of the Ultrabeasts, apparently this woman scoffs at the very notion that these could be ranked on any scale other than “cute” or EVEN that their level and flavor of cuteness could ever be meaningfully ranked above or below any other conceivable Pokemon. I mean obviously I agree personally I mean we all do we’re all sophisticated people here but realistically I don’t think that’s the mainstream consensus in either of our worlds

#pokemon

[9thena]

Are u straight or do you have a guitar on the corner of your room?

[9thena]

Sam + "work"

Bonus:

[9thena]

[9thena]

heard porn bots might be following you guys again. sorry about that. but in some good news i have been gaining many new followers who are real stunningly beautiful women. welcome ladies :)

[9thena]

5 Times You Flirted With Wednesday And 1 Time She Flirted Back

Pairings: Wednesday Addams x gn!reader / Enid Sinclair x platonic!reader

Summary: what the title says

Warnings: tooth-rotting fluff, y/n being down bad, I got lazy after the second one, also I wrote it when I was half asleep, google translated Spanish (sorry if it’s wrong). lmk if there are any more !!

Word Count: 1.1k

1.

The first time you’d flirted with Wednesday Addams was completely subconsciously, honestly. You walked into your friend’s dorm and froze at the sight of Enid watching with a frown as she took the colour off the window on her side.

“Holy shit.” You mumbled, completely blown away.

Enid turned to you, but you were too enthralled by the mystery in front of you to look away. You tilted your head and admired her jawline and braids. Her fringe were scary, it was so perfect, like she just hopped off the Hairspray set. When she was done, she kicked the translucent vellum paper mindlessly onto Enid’s half. When you looked down, you saw the duct tape line and jumped over to Enid’s side.

“Oh, Dios mío. Cómo puede una persona ser tan perfecta?” You asked aloud and Wednesday turned to you as you blushed.

Her eyebrow was raised slightly as she looked on through her eyelashes. “di algo así otra vez, y perderás la lengua.” Her words were so smooth and calm, you almost forgot that she was threatening you.

You held back a smile at her glare and bounced over to Enid’s bed. The floorboards screeched in pain that went ignored by the people in the room as you sat on the brightly coloured bed. Enid rolled her eyes at the look on your face and sat next to you. She dared you to say what was on your mind.

You shook your head and she nodded, pleased. You began spending more time in Enid’s dorm and less in Yoko’s. And Wednesday was already sick of you by the second week at Nevermore, but you didn’t let that get you down.

2.

The second time you shamelessly flirted with Wednesday was during the Poe Cup. Or after, really. Wednesday had been coerced onto the team by Enid after Bianca poisoned Yoko with Garlic. Your team had won and Wednesday, you, Enid and the fourth person - one of Enid’s other friends - stood on the stairs as Headmistress Weems handed Enid the trophy. The celebration of the Black Cats beating the Sirens (really just anyone beating the sirens for the first time in years) had everyone but Bianca cheering.

Wednesday went back to her dorm and you followed her. When you got there, you leaned on the doorframe. “You should wear the suit more often, Cat-Woman.” You said as Wednesday sat down at her desk.

“Cat-Woman is chaotic good; I’m neutral evil.” Wednesday muttered mindlessly, clicking away on her typewriter.

You shrugged and made your way to her desk. You jumped onto an empty space and began swinging your legs near Wednesday as it took everything within her not to rip you apart. Limb. By. Limb.

You went to pick up a sheet of paper from the desk, but that idea was quickly shot down when Wednesday slapped your hand away. “Touch them again and you’ll lose your hands.”

“Wednesday, all this threatening is making me feel some way.” You shifted on the desk before jumping off and gaining Wednesday attention.

“Where are you going?” She asked.

“My dorm… Unless you want me to stay.” You smirked.

“Don’t flatter yourself, y/n.” Wednesday said emotionlessly, as always. “Enid will want to celebrate with you, so you should probably stay, though.” She then muttered, turning away from you so that you couldn’t see her face.

You shrugged and nodded, walking over to Enid’s bed and just watching Wednesday in a comfortable silence until your friend came.

3.

The next time you were all eating lunch. Wednesday had decided to eat with you for the first time since she’d been at Nevermore. It had only taken her two and a half months. Much to both of your luck, the only free seat by the time she had gotten there was next to you and opposite Enid.

Wednesday didn’t make a sound as she sat down next to you. You opened your mouth, but Wednesday held her hand up, stopped you. “Don’t say a word.”

“Not even if it’s to say how ravishing you look in that jumper?” You asked with a small smirk.

Enid cleared her throat, making you and look away from each other and to the blonde. “What have i told you about flirting with my friends?” Enid scolded you as you dropped your head.

“You told me not to.” You mumbled. “But can you blame me? Look at her.” Wednesday whacked your hand away when you motioned to her.

“Honestly, y/n, go touch some grass.” Yoko called out from the other side of the table, rolling her eyes.

“Te sugiero que cuides tu boca.” Wednesday said.

You smirked. “Eres inexplicablemente caliente cuando estás enojado.”

“Don’t make me regret eating with you.”

4.

The fourth time was also an accident, much like the first time. You were lying on Wednesday’s bed (it was shocking that she hadn’t tried to stab you the moment you crossed over the line, I know), scrolling through your camera roll when a picture you’d taken without her knowledge.

You smiled at it. Nothing could ruin this feeling of serenity. Nothing but Wednesday lying next to you. Actually, no. She didn’t ruin it. She made it better. “You’re so pretty, Wednesday.” The words came out of your mouth before you could stop them and your cheeks warmed up quickly. “I’m sorry.” You said quickly, looking away from her.

“Thank you.” Wednesday murmured, pushing her back against the bed frame. You widened your eyes. “Don’t make me take it back.”

5.

The last time you’d flirted with Wednesday was after she’d defeated Joseph Crackstone. After being all bloody and bruised, you pushed your way through the crowd to look for her. “Enid, where’s Wednesday?” You asked the blonde hurriedly, eyes darting around.

“y/n? What happened?” Enid asked, looking at you, searching for any extensive wounds.

“Most of it’s Tyler.” You whimpered, hugging yourself.

The chittering of the Outcasts suddenly died down and everyone turned to the gate where Wednesday walked out. You sighed in relief before running towards her. In that moment it was just the two of you. She winced as your body collided with hers in a hug and furrowed eyebrows before pushing you away.

“Fancy seeing you here, gorgeous, huh?” You mumbled.

The one time Wednesday flirted back, you got a mere: “You look good covered in blood.” She had joked. The look on her face was still deadpan as she once-overed your body for any lethal wounds. “Are you okay?” You nodded. Wednesday’s lips quivered as she pulled you into a bone-crushing hug.

You sobbed into her shoulder. The thought of nearly losing her to Tyler still fresh in your mind as your own shoulders shook. Wednesday held you tight. Seeing you wolf out to save her and almost get killed by Tyler was the last thing on her mind. Sure, she couldn’t stand physical contact, but having you in her arms was what she had longed for since she first heard the words you muttered on her second day at Nevermore.

[9thena]

back hugs are the reason of my existence and it should be yours too

#romance #imagine your otp #love #prompts #wlw #queer #lesbian

[9thena]

Avatrice and Clexa

Warrior nun (2020 -)

The 100 (2014 - 2020)

- I really want netflix to renew Warrior Nun -

#I FUCKING HATE EVERYONE #I HOPE THE WORLD BURNS DOWN TO ITS CORE AND NOTHING IS LEFT BEHIND BUT THE SAPPHICS THAT ARE WILLING TO CRY WITH ME #WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU #warrior nun #the 100 #clexa #avatrice #I FUCKING HATE PARALLELS WITH ALL MY NERVES ESPECIALLY WHEN IT INCLUDES CLEXA

[9thena]

warrior nun cancelled. first kill cancelled. paper girls cancelled. one day at a time cancelled. the owl house cancelled. im not okay with this cancelled. legacies cancelled. everything sucks cancelled. the babysitters club cancelled. dare me cancelled. i know what you did last summer cancelled. teenage bounty hunters cancelled. the wilds cancelled.

the attitude held towards sapphic media is clear and honestly just appalling. im so sick of this treatment we deserve better than this.

[9thena]

special selection of screenshots from when my friends and i watched spongebob on some TOTALLY LEGAL site and the captions were from the wrong episodes for some reason

[9thena]

you cannot be putting two white guys with the same haircolor in the same movie how am i fuckin supposed to tell whos who what is this spot the difference

[9thena]

"you like it when i fuck you like this? yeah you do." + bratty bottom taylor sloane DEAR GOD 💳💥💳💥💳💥💥

so I got a bit carried away… merry chrysler

warnings: 18+ only; smut; rough sex; strap-on use (r giving); degradation kinda; dirty talk; oral sex (r giving); reader calls Taylor a slut, but Taylor’s being a brat so?

words: 1.3K

•   °    +   °   • sexy dialogue drabble prompts!

Taylor had been insufferable the entire day. From mouthing off to the Uber driver for taking the wrong turn to forcing you to handle an impromptu mini photoshoot because supposedly the lighting on the lake was too good to pass up, you’d had enough of her.

When she pushed past you to storm through the house, rambling on about some LA influencer drama, your patience was dangerously non-existent. Mid-sentence you managed to rip her phone from her hand, taking it with you to stow away. “No way! This is not one of those times!”

You and Taylor had a system: whenever she got out of hand or too caught up in superficial nonsense, her phone went into the lockbox for a few hours. You loved Taylor, really you did, but over time it was clear that there were days she needed to disconnect and recenter to the real Taylor. The one who understood that Laura across town was not the worst person in the world for forgetting to tag everyone at a forty person event.

“This is one hundred percent one of those times, don’t argue with me!” Fortunately, you were quicker than Taylor and the phone was locked away before she could reach you, but not before you could swerve away from the smack she delivered to your head. “Ow!”

Taylor huffed, shoving you out of the way to try and open the box. She had yet to uncover the passcode, but it was always fun watching her try. That was, when you weren’t fed up with her obstinate behavior. “It’s the least you deserve for misusing the box! You’ve been so stubborn all day, I don’t know why you even wanted to spend the day with me.” The blonde was far from guessing the code, her frustration rising after each failed attempt. “Should’ve just stayed home and been grumpy.”

“You know what-” The sight of Taylor knelt in front of the box gave you ideas. Her loose skirt providing a tantalizing outline of the form that lay beneath, the thin material giving you just a peek of her white lace panties if you focused hard enough. Maybe she needed a lesson past just a phone break. “You want me to stop being grumpy?”

It was easy enough to kneel behind her, grabbing her hips and pulling them into yours was when she truly caught on. You ground her against your pelvis, chuckling at her quiet gasp as her ass met the strap on you’d been hiding all day. It was large, bigger than usual, but Taylor had a thing for feeling utterly full and who were you to disappoint. “Don’t you dare-”

“I’ll dare all I want.” You forced her legs apart by keeping them on either side of yours, pushing her skirt past her hip, over her backside until her bottom half was bare to you, save that delicate lace. Taking it off was like unwrapping a present, especially when you caught sight of the promising damp spot where the undergarment covered her sex. “You made me grumpy. I was fine until I had to be seen with a brat like you.”

“I am not- ah!” You bit at her hip, nibbling the sensitive spot you knew lay where her thigh met her side. Her fruitless wiggling to escape did something to you, nails digging into her flesh to keep her still. Keeping her in control wasn’t easy— you liked it that way. “God, you’re such a bitch.”

You licked a long slow swipe through her cunt, Taylor’s arms barely holding steady. “And you’re a bratty slut. What a pair we make..” Devouring her without abandon, you licked every inch of her you could reach from behind, flattening your tongue for Taylor to rut against. Any other time and you’d let her do as she pleased, fuck herself on your face until she was sated.

But not today. Pulling away was hard, not only because giving up the wet heat of your girlfriend on your mouth was a test of your willpower, but Taylor followed your retreating head, whining almost pitifully. “And being cruel is supposed to make me more agreeable?” She twisted just to glare at you, but her expression faltered seeing the impressive dildo on your hips. Ever the stubborn one, Taylor recovered quickly and it was your turn to calm yourself down as she wiggled her ass in your direction, pink swollen sex on display with her spread legs, “Maybe if you fuck me I’ll learn my lesson?”

She was baiting you, you shouldn’t let yourself fall in; Taylor simply looked too good not to take right here on the floor. “I’ll give you a lesson to remember.” The fake cock slid into your girlfriend with some resistance, the width a bit of an adjustment to take, but you made her take it, “Can’t be too much for you, we just started, baby.”

“God, fuck-” The stretch paired with the brutal pace set every nerve of her body alight, trying desperately to keep up before giving in. You could tell when she relinquished control, hips backing into your front, silently begging to be fucked deeper. It was stunning how beautiful she could look even with her mouth open, dress rucked sloppily and definitely wrinkled, but she was yours and trying as she was sometimes, Taylor Sloane looked perfect on her knees.

"You like it when I fuck you like this? Yeah you do." The only response you received was a whine, her palms and knees digging into the low carpet until you were sure she’d have rug burn you’d have to tend to for her later. “Answer me, naughty girl. You love getting treated like the brat you are… All that attention you act like you want from everyone else? You just want it from me, don’t you?

Taylor nodded, her hair falling around her in a blonde curtain that hid her flushed face from view. “Y-Yes, please, harder-!” You did your worst, fucking her deeper each time you drove forward. She was close, the wet sounds from below and balled fists giving her away. For all her protests, Taylor could never resist the allure of the rough pleasure only you could give her, the only person she’d let give it to her. “I’m gonna.. I n-need…”

Expert fingers reached around Taylor, tracing her taut stomach, the soft line at the junction of her hips down to the apex of her slick thighs, “You need more from me, Tay? So needy.” Taunting words only spurred her on more, your fingertips reaching her sensitive clit just as a fresh gush of wetness soaked both the toy and your hand. “Be good and cum for me, let’s see if you learned something.”

Your new position let you push her ever closer, borderline painful pace in time with the tight circles on her swollen nub sent Taylor’s head spinning and she came before she could fully register what her body was doing. Cries of your name inflated your pride, knowing yours was the only name she cared about when you got her like this. “Such a good girl, are you going to cooperate and settle now?”

Taylor made a small noise of weak agreement as you fucked her through her high, bending further to let her head rest on her flattened palms. Hazy as she was, she couldn’t help but smile when you groaned at the sight of her bent over on her knees for you; Taylor had you wrapped around her finger. “Please..” she muttered, voice cracking with a squeak as you began slow patterns over her clit once more; it was cruel how well you knew her.

“Please what?” Your eyes were glued to how your girlfriend was fucking herself on the thick dildo, easing in and out easily now with her copious slick coating both her and the toy; you could watch her forever. “Want me to stop, sweet thing?”

She protested as loud as she could manage, shaking her head wildly. “Please, m-more… do it again…”

Her voice sounded shy, but you knew that fake innocent act like the back of your hand. “I think you could use a lesson in being truthful right about now.”

[9thena]

does anyone else write aus for their own ocs even though it's not even published because they're so in love with figments of their own imagination and are too impatient to wait to publish the book and grow a fandom and let other people do it for them

[9thena]

WEBSITES FOR WRITERS {masterpost}

E.A. Deverell - FREE worksheets (characters, world building, narrator, etc.) and paid courses;

Hiveword - Helps to research any topic to write about (has other resources, too);

BetaBooks - Share your draft with your beta reader (can be more than one), and see where they stopped reading, their comments, etc.;

Charlotte Dillon - Research links;

Writing realistic injuries - The title is pretty self-explanatory: while writing about an injury, take a look at this useful website;

One Stop for Writers - You guys... this website has literally everything we need: a) Description thesaurus collection, b) Character builder, c) Story maps, d) Scene maps & timelines, e) World building surveys, f) Worksheets, f) Tutorials, and much more! Although it has a paid plan ($90/year | $50/6 months | $9/month), you can still get a 2-week FREE trial;

One Stop for Writers Roadmap - It has many tips for you, divided into three different topics: a) How to plan a story, b) How to write a story, c) How to revise a story. The best thing about this? It's FREE!

Story Structure Database - The Story Structure Database is an archive of books and movies, recording all their major plot points;

National Centre for Writing - FREE worksheets and writing courses. Has also paid courses;

Penguin Random House - Has some writing contests and great opportunities;

Crime Reads - Get inspired before writing a crime scene;

The Creative Academy for Writers - "Writers helping writers along every step of the path to publication." It's FREE and has ZOOM writing rooms;

Reedsy - "A trusted place to learn how to successfully publish your book" It has many tips, and tools (generators), contests, prompts lists, etc. FREE;

QueryTracker - Find agents for your books (personally, I've never used this before, but I thought I should feature it here);

Pacemaker - Track your goals (example: Write 50K words - then, everytime you write, you track the number of the words, and it will make a graphic for you with your progress). It's FREE but has a paid plan;

Save the Cat! - The blog of the most known storytelling method. You can find posts, sheets, a software (student discount - 70%), and other things;

I hope this is helpful for you!

(Also, check my gumroad store if you want to!)