#I'v been waiting for so long for an anon like you! ♥

[doumadono]

I just wanna know why so many adult mha smut creators say they age up minors as if it justifies their attraction to them. Would you say it's okay to age up Eri too?

Ah, aging-up fictional characters, my favorite controversial topic! ♥ You know, I was low-key anticipating an anon to drop this kind of question, sooner nor later (what a pity you didn't have balls to come off-anon tho!). I've had my fair share of childish anons before, and trust me, those went straight into the digital dumpster. But hey, this time, I've decided to lay it all out on the table, crystal clear 🙅‍

You know, I've done it all – murder, rape, summoned demons, even glorified Satan and had several children killed in my stories. But guess what? Not a single pair of handcuffs in sight! 😎 And don't get me started on the horror section at any bookstore - it's like a buffet of dreadful deeds.

Let's be real, the purity police can take a hike. There's something oddly fishy about the fact that fanfic, mostly crafted by awesome writers, gets the brunt of the criticism or some ridiculous accusations, especially the smutty bits, while the gruesome stuff gets a free pass 🤷

Look, folks, it's all about context. Fiction is a realm where creativity knows no bounds, right? So, if I want to age-up a character for a mature storyline, I'll go for it 🤷 Look, it's all a part of the creative process. Fiction is like a playground where we can swing from the monkey bars of imagination, right? Aging-up fictional characters is a common practice in creative communities, and it's important to remember that these characters exist solely within the realm of fiction - they are not real, so it doesn't hurt them in any single way. It allows creators to explore different scenarios and relationships without crossing any ethical boundaries :) Also! Aging-up characters isn't some sneaky scheme to write "inappropriate" content about youngsters. It's about taking characters you adore or find fascinating and giving them a new lease on life. It's like those college AU fanfics for characters in their late 30s or kidfic for full-grown adults. It's all about exploring different phases of their lives. So, whether it's smutty or not, the essence remains the same 😎 You see, the whole "aging-up" thing in fanfic/fanart is just common sense. We're not into the whole "let's sexualize kids" scene, so we gracefully turn our characters into adults. It's all about creating content featuring responsible, grown-up folks. And let's get real, if reading about something meant you were all in on it, then every mystery novel reader out there would have to be either an undercover detective nor a murderer 😎 So let's dial down the judgment and just enjoy our creative freedom, shall we?

But you know, trying to equate aging-up with things like grooming/pedophilia is like saying eating a banana is the same as piloting a spaceship because they're both hands-on activities. Let's keep our perspective here, folks, and not get too carried away with the terminology 😂

If you don’t want to read those stories (containing aged-up characters/dark content/smut with aged-up characters) - then don’t read them - problem solved!

Oh, how times have changed, my friend! Back in the day, I used to let all those comments and anonymous hate bring me down. But guess what? I've evolved, and I've got news for the critics: I write what I want to write, and nobody's gonna tell me otherwise. I've got this little thing called free will, and I'm not about to hand it over to anyone who thinks they can dictate what I should or shouldn't put on paper. If that means ruffling a few feathers, so be it. I've shed my tear-soaked days and embraced the fact that I couldn't care less about those sensitive souls who can't handle a bit of fiction. So, to all you "snowflakes" out there, if you're trying to stifle my creativity, good luck, because I'm just going to crank up the heat and write even smuttier storylines with aged-up characters! Thanks for the encouragement, dear Nonnie – you've only fueled my fire! 🔥😎 I might even consider writing some very dark-themed fic with aged-up Eri, why not! 😈

Oh, hey Anon! Quick question for you. Have you ever picked up a Stephen King book? You know, the master of horror and suspense? Well, if you have, you might've noticed that he doesn't shy away from some pretty explicit content, and not just with adults. Sometimes he writes about kids too, and they're sometimes off legal age as well! Surprise, surprise. You can stroll into a bookstore, grab a book off the shelf, and guess what? There's a good chance that some of those books contain content that would make a sailor blush! Yet, the world isn't collapsing because of it. The point is, even in mainstream literature, you'll find situations that might make you raise an eyebrow. So, let's not throw stones at age-up fiction creators when the literary giants sometimes walk on the same edge, right? 😏

In the conclusion, if you've got a problem with aging-up fictional characters, dear Nonnie, you might want to take a chill pill and remember that it's all just a bit of fun in the end ♥ Well, you know what would truly make my day? If you took the liberty to hit that "block" button with glee and gracefully vanished from my interactions. And if, by some chance, you decide to stick around, don't hold your breath for a response. I'll be too busy conjuring up some fiery, smutty tales featuring Bakugo or Shoto or any other character I like to bother with your, shall we say, less-than-enlightening queries. But hey, chin up, pal – here's a little nugget of wisdom from your "older and wiser" friend: go get a life. It's an absolute game-changer 😜 I'm tagging some content creators who write dark fics or use aged-up characters and might face similar anons/anon hate: @mrskokushibo @ectologia @kyojurismo @bakubunny

#aged up characters #asked and answered #anonymous #go get a life #your ask made my day though #I'v been waiting for so long for an anon like you! ♥ #i'm being sarcastic

[non-stop-imagines]

Wedding Night

From this request 🤍

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Black Fem!Reader

Summary: In which it's your's and Charles' wedding night.

Word Count: ~4.9k words

Warning: Smut (p in v; the fluffiest smut I've ever written and I'm a big ol' softy), fingering, oral (fem receiving), accidental orgasm denial, aftercare, reader first time, Charles is very sweet and caring, words virgin/virginity NOT used but obviously implied, Wife used a quite a bit, online translator French, Minors DNI!!! 18+

A/N: Haha! See told you all I could do it! You guys have been so supportive and caring I literally have absolutely no idea how to thank you. I'm just glad I can finally get this out and that reading it back didn't make me cringe as much as I though it would. Hopefully like I said in the past, this sparks my motivation, but for now I'm just gonna do this one step at a time. Thank you to the anon who requested this. Thank you everyone for your patience and kindness. Hope you all enjoy! Love you all! 💖💛💖💛

Translations: ma femme=my wife; d'accord=okay; Pour votre mari=for your husband;Tu es tellement serrée, ma chère=you're so tight, my dear;Je t'aime tant, ma femme=I love you so much, my wife;Ma belle, très belle femme=my beautiful, beautiful wife

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You were a vision to Charles as you stood in the entry to the en suite bathroom in the Honeymoon suite you two were staying in for the night before whisking away to Italy for your honeymoon. You were only in a simple white, lacy lingerie set gifted to you by your best friend who had the joy of being your maid of honor. As she gifted it, she teased you lightly about your wedding night being your first time and that she "Doesn't expect it to last the night with how long you made Charles wait."

"Cherie, you look...wow." Charles, already just in his underwear, admired you from where he stood across the room. When you two first got to the room you were quick to start the process of stripping down while making out, but your brain was swirling with nerves you decided it was best for you to take leave to the bathroom to finish stripping and adjusting the set you had on, so in that time Charles took the liberty of stripping down to his underwear as well. As he approached you, he eyes danced rapidly over your body, grinning at how innocent and nervous your widened brown eyes made your face look, how the lace gracing your brown skin made you look even more delicate than usual. You were an angel. His angel. His wife.

"You really like it?" You were simultaneously closed and open to him with your feet twisting inward and your posture curling in on itself but your arms wrapped behind your back. Charles steadily made his way towards you and gently brought your arms to wrap around his torso so he could bring his hands to your jaw to lift your head up to meet his lips for a short kiss.

"Yes. Of course. You look beautiful, ma femme." He moved his hands to your shoulder to pull you in even closer and began peppering kisses along your jaw, leading down your neck so he could leave love bites at the base of your neck where it leads to your shoulder and collarbone. He uses his tongue to soothe each bite he leaves, a feeling that you've loved from the beginning and that has been the high point of many make out sessions through 2 and a half years you and Charles dated. He adjusted your arms, bringing them up to wrap around his neck so he's able to bring his hands to your waist to pull you in closer with each heavenly sounding mewl you let out. He begins to walk you backwards to the bed, switching to the other side of your neck to continue his love bite assault. The feeling of the bed on the back of your legs was your only indication that you two had made it to your destination, and with out breaking the contact his lips had on your skin, he lowered you onto the white sheets of the hotel sheets, the heavy comforter tossed out of the way, and only then did he back stop his relentless attack on your neck and to hover over you, eyes taking a minute to admire all of your features.

"You're my husband." Your smile up at him was full of pure joy, attracting Charles to lower down to give you another deep kiss. The realization made you warm and fuzzy, and allowed your nerves to subside briefly.

"And you're my beautiful wife. And I finally get to make my wife feel so good." He seemed to moan out the second sentence, contining to kiss along your collarbone and making his way down the valley between your breasts. "Is this okay?" You nod to him, meeting his gaze as he waited at your chest. "I need you to speak, Cherie."

"Oh, um, yes. That-that's fine." You hold intense eye contact with your husband as he pushes down one of the cups of your bra, freeing your boob and sensually kissing around your nipple before taking the nub in his mouth, tongue swirling around it. It took a moment for the feeling to register, you brain initially focusing on how exposed you were, how you've never been this exposed to another person before, but once his tongue began to work around your nipple, your head was thrown back into the bed as you pushed your chest up into Charles mouth, quiet, airy moans escaping your lips.

"Feels good?" The smile Charles' shines up at you when you turn your attention back to him has you melting, or at least that's what you convinced yourself as you feel warmth and moisture begin to develop between your legs.

"Mhmm, so good." You push your chest back up to him and the vibration that comes with his chuckle as he begins to suck at your chest again has you moaning a bit louder. This action continues a bit longer, with him switching to your other breast to give it equal attention but soon his lips leave your chest continue down yours stomach.

Anytime Charles wasn't focusing on an action, his eyes were trained on yours, trying to gauge how you're feeling and in general getting lost in the haze of your chocolate eyes. So, as he kissed down your torso, his blue eyes never left your face, and yet his kisses were placed perfectly. His lips lingered for a moment at the top of your pelvis, pressing a long kiss at the hem of your panties before continuing down, skipping over your pussy and reconnecting his lips to your inner thigh.

"I'm going to move these over, amor. Okay?" Charles' voice was just above a whisper as his piercing eyes waited for a response. Truthfully he was dying to taste you. If he wasn't waiting for your approval he would've already been tongue deep in you, the growing wet spot from your arousal on your underwear not making it any easier for him. But he was patient, pressing intermittent kisses to your upper inner thigh as he waited.

"O-okay..." Your hands immediately went to grip the pure white bedsheets beneath you, the butterflies in your stomach fluttering up a frenzy. Your first instinct to bury your head in the sheets beneath you as well, just wanting to get everything over with, but against your better judgement, you kept your eyes on Charles, lips slightly parted as you watched him smile brightly up at you before focusing his attention on your covered pussy again. He darted his tongue out to lightly lick his lips as he took one finger and hooked it onto the damp white fabric, moving it to the side to finally expose you to him, pussy glistening from your juices. The sight was nearly hypnotic to him, eyes tracing along your folds, enticing him to at least reach out a touch you...

"Wait! Charles?" You called to him panicked, making him stop in his tracks and focus his attention back on your, now visibly worried, face.

"Oui, mon amour?" Charles props himself up onto his elbow a bit more so you weren't having to look down between your legs to speak to him.

"What, um, what are you gonna do?" Your view of Charles was borderline sinful, his pupils dilated, lips glistening and swollen from their relentless attack down your body, hair askew, and all of the love and adoration he had for you shining through his gaze up at you. You loved this man so much.

"I just wanted to taste you, ma cherie. But if you don't want me to..." You could tell by the way Charles shifted his body, he was about to move back up your body, but you stop him, literally putting your hand out to stop him.

"No, I just was wondering. Please, Charlie...keep going." Yout hand gravitates to his hair, lightly pushing some of it back. You could have photographed and framed the smile Charles gave you before he rehooked his arms around your thighs, pulling you ever so slightly closer to him, and dove in. He had to fight hard to keep himself from devouring you like a starved man, but he slowed himself down, allowing his tongue to slowly drag through your labia, circle around your clit and end in a light suck on the nub.

Charles wished his brain could record and store the moans and whimpers you let out upon initial contact. Your hips immediately started to buck toward the sensation of his tongue, surprised, high pitched moans being pushed from your diaphragm. One of your hands that initially had a death grip on the sheets had let go and flown straight to his hair, pushing him into your cunt even more. He was amused at your sudden eagerness, humming out a chuckle that sent a vibration through you pussy and caused a shocked squeal to be pulled from you.

"It's good?" Charles disconnects his mouth from you, using a hand to continue to rub your clit. You didn't think the image of him between your legs could get even more pornographic, but seeing his wide blue eyes and bright, satisfied smile with the welcome addition of your juices coating his lips and chin was a different level. Even still, you had no idea how much Charles was basking in this moment, finally being able to taste you, hear your moans and screams. He was finally able to satisfy you and he wanted to make sure you enjoyed it.

"Yes...fu- so good. So good. Please keep going, baby." Charles didn't hesitate to go back to tasting you, putting extra focus on your clit, letting the long languid licks up your entire entrance be small breaks in the intense feeling resulting from his devoted attention to the body part that had your toes curling and your thighs threatening to close in on your husband.

"Can I use my fingers on you?" The question was abrupt, and while you were slightly aware of the multitude of ways to satisfy yourself, fingers wasn't one you ever thought to try. Charles saw the confusion in your face and lifted back on to his elbows but still allowed his fingers to test your entrance. "I'll go slow. One at a time. And you tell me if your don't like it or want me to stop, bon?" His hand continued to move, the gentleness of his words and the care in his eyes were enough to quell your nerves again for you to nonverbally answer him. "Words, amor. Speak to me."

"Oh, yeah. Um, yes, that's fine." You giggle nervously, and smile with Charles before he goes back down to place gentle kisses on your inner upper thigh, closer to your pussy but still allowing him to see your face as he pushes in his middle finger. Your eyes initially widened at the feeling, the small amount of stretch that comes with his finger being pressed inside you, but the pleasure that sets in and when he begins to slowly pump it in and out had your rolling your head and eyes back letting out a strangled whine.

"That's it, mon amor. Make your pretty noises for me. Pour votre mari." Charles goes back to sucking on your clit, incorporating the feeling that already had you seeing spots before he began stretching you out with his fingers. You didn't know what you expected from Charles in this moment, but it wasn't this. He was soft, dominant, patient, with the slightest bit of frantic feralness that show how bad he wanted this. To finally get to be with you in the most intimate way, and as his wife no less. This was an absolute dream to him, and you could tell from his performance.

"Oh, oh Charles..." This initially comes out as a silky moan, ringing like a silver bell in Charles' ears, but it slowly got more frantic and panicked as your hips began to buck into Charles' face like they had a mind of their own. It was like all of your senses were heightened, a sharp pleasureable feeling pushing against a proverbial dam that was starting to burst open. "Charles, Charles. Wait! Wait!" Charles heads your warning, immediately stopping and removing his fingers and mouth from you, pushing himself up from the bed so he was still kneeling between your legs. Your hips continued to buck uncontrollably, eyes squeezing shut and hands gripping the sheets, nails threatening to tear through them, fighting what could only be an orgasm you weren't prepared for.

"Are you alright, cherie?" Charles crawls his way back up the bed, kissing and nipping at your neck again. He smelled like you, and while knowing that was odd to say the least, you couldn't deny that it was freaking sexy.

"Yeah. Um, I just-what was-" Charles had crawled up to lay at your side pulling you into him by your waist, caressing your side as his thigh got slightly to close to your excessively sensitive pussy.

"I think you were about to cum, mon amor. Why didn't you let yourself?" He pushed some of your hair that had stuck to your sweating face back behind your ear, smiling at the fucked out, doe eyed face you made, brown skin hiding a slight blush from the general over heating of your body.

"I've never- when ever I did try-you know, um, grinding on my pillow or whatever- I felt so silly cause I didn't know what I was doing so I stopped before anything got too...intense." You had since squeezed your thighs shut, still slightly sensitive from your accidentally denied orgasm, but still wet and aroused, mind making note of the feeling of his bulge against the front of your thigh and briefly flashing to the thought of him inside you, what it would feel like.

"You shouldn't have felt silly, mon amor. I'm just glad you feel you can tell me about it..." He tilts your head up so he could kiss your nose then allowed himself to get lost in your eyes as he took a second to think. "I didn't want you to cum then anyway." You couldn't help but be confused by his confession.

"Well then how..." You realized the answer to your own admittedly stupid question quickly, earning you another kiss on the nose and then one on the forehead.

"You're very cute, you know that?" He lifts your chin up further so he's able to go back to kissing you, first a simple singular kiss, then it became slow and sensual, like you were his favorite flavor of ice cream. Your brain always got clouded whenever he initiated deep makout sessions like this, but this was amplified 10-fold. You don't know when his lips began to trail down your abdomen, but all of a sudden he was back at your the hem of your lacy lingerie underwear, hooking his fingers in them prepared to pull down. "I'm gonna take these off, okay?"

"Okay..." Your voice was just over a whisper, just loud enough for Charles to make out your word allowing him to remove your underwear, the cool hotel room air hitting your glistening pussy, and somehow making you wetter. Charles pushes himself off the bed with his knees to remove his own undergarment, and you propped up on your elbows, gnawing at your bottom lip as you watched. You've seen very few penises in your life, usually on accident and you would quickly avert your eyes, but Charles' had your full attention. It was...pretty? There wasn't much of a difference in color since he was already a bit paler him self, and the tip was about the color of his lips, a muted light pink, but with a ting of red. The tip was slightly shiny and your eyes were focusing enough to notice a bead of a thick liquid begin to slide down his cock head as he finished stepping out of his boxers. Your eyes followed the bounce of his dick as he moved, the underlying logistical question slowly making its way into your brain.

"You look worried, ma cherie. Are you okay? Do you want to stop?" He began to crawl he way back up your body, hands anchoring themselves on the bed right above your shoulders, eyes doing nothing but raking over your face again and again, being extra vigilant in looking for any sign of hesitation or just generally wanting to stop.

"No, no. I definitely do NOT want to stop. I'm just a little...scared. I don't want it to hurt." The face you were making as you voiced your concerns, eyebrows scrunched and lips a bit poutier than their normal fullness, gave Charles no choice but to give you light kisses in both places. Despite your worries, your core betrayed you, getting that much wetter as you thought about the act, especially with Charles dick so close to it.

"And it shouldn't hurt. Maybe at first a little, definitely never a lot or for a long time. Overall, it should feel good." He leans down to kiss you, lips savoring yours, but he could sense your hesitation. "How about...colors?" An immediate look of confusion graced your features, making Charles explain further. "Like, you tell me 'Red' to stop and... 'Pink' to wait a moment. It's a little more familiar, less serious than saying the actual words but still has the same effect. Is that okay with you?" You eyebrows unknotted and your eyes averted the intense, loving gaze of your husband as you quietly nodded to the suggestion.

"Yeah, that's fine." You squeaked out as you remembered the earlier instruction you received about using your words. Charles leans down to press another kiss to your lips, then retracts to line himself up with you, running his dick along your soaking wet folds because even through your worry, you could help but be aroused still. The further you got into your relationship with Charles, the more you thought about this feeling, bodies entwined, completely connected in the most intimate way. You still had a knot in your stomach though, fear of the unknown nagging at the back of your mind.

"I'm going to push in, okay." He made sure he was lined up before looking at your face, this time allowing your silent nod to suffice. He brought his head down so his forehead could touch yours and slowly began to push his dick inside of you, both of you watching intently, but once he started his eyes immediately shot back up to your face, you still watching.

First came a snap of pain as you let out a long, agonizing sobbing whine, then the slow increase of pressure, the combination of the 2 feelings having you yelling out "Pink!" before you could even think twice about it. As Charles promised before, his hips paused immediately when he heard the color, lifting his forehead from yours so he could get a good look at you.

"Okay, okay. I'll wait. Let me know when you want me to move again..." Charles was already out of breath just from the restraint he exhibited. You were so warm, so tight around the parts of him that were already inside of you. The feeling was everything he ever dreamed of and he wanted so much more, but his main focus was you. He wanted to do everything in his power to make tonight the best night of your life, and he'll be damned if he does anything to ruin it.

As the pain very quickly subsided, you still had the pressure to adjust to, the surprisingly tantalizing pressure. After that your brain registered the feeling of Charles dick grazing your walls, the points of pleasure that have never been stimulated until this moment, and the points further in that were screaming for there own taste. "Okay, y-you can move." Charles hesitates, scanning your face for doubt he is unable to find, then continues to press his hips forward. Your sobbing whine continues, not because of pain, but because the pleasure you were experiencing from being stretched out by Charles cock, from the delicious pressure on you felt between your hips, feeling all of the intenseness of having sex for the first time, making love to your husband, had your mind going a million miles an hour.

"Are you okay?" Charles had completely bottomed out at this point, adjusting how your legs wrapped around his waist as you squirmed into the feeling, the pressure still something to get used to. Your whine had shifted into a quiet satisfied moan, the sound like music to his ears as he waited for your to say something.

"Charlie, fuck me. Please." Charles was shocked to say the least at your use of vocabulary, but the high-pitched whisper of your voice so beautifully contrasted the nature of your words. And, of course, he had to listen to his wife. So, he slowly began to pull out of you, but was not quite all the way out before he fucked back into you, his own breathy groans making beautiful music with your noises.

"Tu es tellement serrée, ma chère." The default French words strained from his mouth as your brain continued to familiarize itself with the feeling. "How are you feeling, mon amor? Tell me how I make you feel..." You brain recognized the small speed increase of Charles hips, but you didn't care. In fact, you welcomed it.

"It feels so good, baby. So good..." Those last two words echoed from your lips in an increasingly whiny tone, your manicured nails clawing into Charles back, a hiss leaving his mouth as you layed red scratches along his back.

"You feel so good around me, cherie. So tight." Charles moved his hips a bit faster, working against the pleasant resistance, your long, languid, high pitched whines motivating the movement of his hips. He never minded waiting for you, but he has also thought about this moment since the first time he laid eyes on you, and this surpassed anything he could've imagined.

You felt the pressure building again, the frightening over sensitivity as his dick dragged deliciously in and out you and his hips grazed lightly over your swollen clit, causing you to claw over his back even more. This time Charles' words echoed through your brain, telling you to relax, to let it happen. So you let your body relax and feel everything it was feeling, and your brain was turning to mush.

Charles knew you were close. Your walls were beginning to flutter around him, your moans were loud and unabashed, increasingly high-pitched and whiny. You had begun to arch your body into him, hips working fervently to meet each snap of his own. The moment was the most beautiful mixture of you and Charles wanting to please each other, make each other feel the most intense amount of pleasure one could conceivably feel, and it came to its hilt when your cunt began to spasm at an increased uneven rate, your body reflexively clinging tight to Charles as you came for the first time, him closely following suit and emptying himself inside of you, burying his face into your neck as best as he could with yours jammed in the crook of his neck, the vibration of your moans being the only indication of the stifled sound.

Charles tried with all of his power to stay propped up above you, but when he knew he couldn't do it anymore, he did his best to make his fall into hugging your still trembling frame as smooth as possible. He cooed praises into your ear and gently caressed your back as you rode out your orgasm (You did so good for me; Thank you for trusting me; Je t'aime tant, ma femme), and stayed there until your trembling and quiet whines subsided before getting up to head to the bathroom, very quickly cleaning himself up before dampening a small towel with warm water. He then carefully climbed back into bed, gently guiding your body so you sat between his legs, you limp thighs parted enough for him to, for the moment, just place the warm towel over your sore pussy. You protested weakly, body still highly sensitive to his touch, but Charles waited patiently until you allowed him to continue, gently wiping any stickiness from your cunt and inner thighs stopping anytime your hands jolted for his wrist and waiting until the grip loosened. He pressed kisses to your now messed up hair and continued to whisper his devotion to you as he clean you up, also choosing to gently massage your legs and hips while he had you in this position. Once he was able to do this without interruption, he finished cleaning and massaging areas you previously wouldn't let him near and then got back up to toss away the towel and grab one of the many large nightshirts he knew you packed to sleep in, and gently guided you to sit up long enough to pull the shirt over your head and arms before allowing you lay back down, pulling the heavy comforter that got pushed to the side earlier in the night over your tired body. He finished straightenting up some of the room, tossing worn clothes and the used towel in a corner to later be seperated out and washed when you two made it to the vacation home in Italy, pulling on a pair of pajama pants and going on a hunt for a bottle of water somewhere in the large hotel suite. When he got back to the bedroom, two found bottles of water in hand, he was met by the heavnly sight of you, looking at him with wide yet tired eyes, face illuminated by the subtle glow of the dimmed bathroom light, a small grin on your lips silently pleading for him to come to bed. He slowly approached you, wanting to burn the image into his brain for him to be able to go back to in years to follow, taking his time closing the bathroom door so only a sliver of light was left, then handing you the bottle he opened as he walked over for you to take a drink of as he climbed into bed. You tried to get away with only a sip, but he wouldn't lay down until at least half of the bottle was gone.

"After what we just did, you need to hydrate, mon amor." You chuckled and watched him as he downed a majority of his bottle before placing it on the nightstand beside him then turning over to pull you into his chest. He smelled like sex (now that you understood the phrase) and what was left of his sweet, woodsy cologne, and you wished you could bottle it up and save it forever. The room was silent, which felt weird compared to the the animalistic noises that filled it moments before, leaving room for you to think, and sprial into voicing a conclusion that has haunted you since you and Charles began dating.

"I'm sorry." You were quiet, you honestly hoped that Charles didn't hear you, but that hope was slashed when you felt his neck move to tip his head to look at you.

"What are you saying sorry for?" His voice was gentle, but very obviously confused, so you just squeeze your eyes shut and continue.

"For-uhm-making you wait so long..." You had opened you eyes long before your confession, but you did everything you could to avoid eye contact. If there was one thing that made you feel insecure in your relationship, by no one else's fault but your own (and maybe the snide remark from people here and there), it was whether or not you held onto your morals too tight. Whether or not Charles resented you for not trusting him with something this intimate sooner.

"Don't say sorry. There is no reason for sorry. I knew I was going to marry you the moment I met you, so what would it have hurt me to wait?" He let out a polite laugh and kissed your forehead. "Don't ever be sorry for the boundaries you set, d'accord? I just want you to feel safe." Another kiss was pressed onto your head as silence settled over you two again. That is until it was Charles' turn to voice his own nagging concern. "I just hope that it was good for you. That's all I want."

"Charlie, it was better than I could have ever imagined." It was your turn to kiss away his worry, using a hand on his cheek to move his face down for a peck on the lips.

"You can tell the truth. I can take it." He dramatically falls back onto his pillow and turns his head away, failing at stopping the chuckle that ensues. You just climb further on top of him, giggling as well until you both just settled on each other's eyes, nothing else consuming your minds than wanting to crash your lips together, kissing each other as deep as you could until you had to come up for air.

"I'm so happy I got to marry the love of my life." You cuddled back into his chest and begin to let the darkness and the tiredness of your body lull you to sleep.

"I'm happy I got to make the love of my life my wife. Ma belle, très belle femme." One last nuzzle of your head into his chest was all the comfort and reassurance he needed to drift off to sleep himself, the anticipation of the real honeymoon filling both of your dreams.

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[mellowwillowy]

I NEED TO TELL A YANDERE BLOG ABOUT THIS NSFW HEADCANON I HAVE-

Imagine a yandere that bought one of those super high quality sex dolls and dresses it up as you with stolen clothes and puts a wig on to match your hair color, etc, used it constantly calling out your name, etc

Also imagine you finDING IT- oml

- ☀️anon

☀️ nonnie you beeg brained :D

ᴡʜᴏꜱᴇ ʟɪꜰᴇ-ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴅᴏʟʟ? (ɢɴ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

♥ warnings — general yandere warnings, reader is a dom? and yan is a subby... doll and yan wears lingerie, degradations toward yan, sub-dom, worship - Master play, slapping and mention of sounding.

—𝒀𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒓 - 𝑳𝑰𝒇𝑬 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒋𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕, ʙʟᴜᴇ

By just dressing this silicone doll in the correct wig, outfits, and makeup and dousing it with perfume, he gets to practice all his fantasies on it. It almost looks like you now, especially with how accurately it's dressed since it is indeed your clothes that he stole. He does enjoy dressing it up with the type of outfits you wouldn't usually wear.

All is great but not the best.

Why? It's not you after all. It's just some silly expensive doll that is dressed to look like you to satiate his needs. Nonetheless, what's better than 0? 1. And that is this doll, a 1/100.

It's mostly used for menial stuffs such as a morning bed buddy, a company for breakfast and a company for when he's sat in front of the computer for a long time, alone.

But when night falls?

"Fuck–, be good." He grunts as he slams his cock into the doll, mindlessly calling out your name like some sort of prayer, eyes rolling to the back of his head. The doll is totally abused by him every night, dressed in countless themed outfits.

"Yeah, yeah, gonna cum, gonna paint you white from the inside fuck-!"

His pace grows erratic, breath raggier and tongue lolling out like a dog. He's already on cloud nine over a doll, what will it be if he's fucking the real deal instead?

"Ah- fuck, gonna cum-!"

The sound of beeping suddenly rings, cutting his panting in half as his eyes are trained toward the door.

Beep. Clack.

"Hey Blue, brought ya' the goods.... s...?"

Your eyes go up and down. Him, naked with a doll beneath him, his cock buried inside the doll, shielding your eyes from it. Hand tugging on the wig of your hairstyle and the clothes you thought you had somehow lost lying on the floor, not to mention the whole room smells like you!

"Uhh... am I supposed to... knock or ring the doorbell from now on?" You motion toward the door as you try to avert your gaze toward somewhere else. Ah yes, the framed photo of you two looks good on the cabinet.

"Wa-wait, wait, don't, I mean, stay! I mean, go-! Arghh..." Blue stutters as he pulls out, his hardened cock now on display for you to see. So he is a grower...?

"Listen, I mean, fuck, look anywhere but me!" Blush creeps into his face as he wraps the blanket around his waist, striding toward you in panic.

"I got ya' the lemonade and uh..." You fail. Your eyes are just a pair of curious souls, looking at how his bulge is seen poking through the blanket.

"... shitfuck. Never knew ya' a grower"

"This is no time for joke..."

"You want the awkwardness to die down or nah pal?"

Blue stays silent for a moment before crouching down in annoyance. He should have just chainlocked the damn door today!

"Been wondering why I've been missing some of my clothes and undies, ya' into stealing or just broke?"

His cock is supposed to be limp by now but it's not. It's twitching from your last words. What has gotten into his head?

"And that lingerie? Oo... never knew yer' a kinky one." Your foot nudges his shin before his bulging cock, giving it a rub. Blue shudders from the contact, falling backward on the butt while the blanket slips from his waist, revealing his aching cock that is leaking precum.

"Fucking masochistic aren't ya?"

You straddle him as you place the plastic bag down onto the floor, knee pressed against his bulge while your tongue licks his sweat from his face, hand slowly taking the glasses off his face, is this prescribed spectacle?

"My pretty boy."

You walk toward the bed and sit on it, your eyes trained on the naked doll, it looks almost like you, thumbs up for him for sure. You beckon him closer with your finger, and so he does.

"Would love to see you dressed in lingerie instead, come on, do a favor for me yeah doll?"

Blue gulps as he nods, slowly undressing the doll before wearing it himself, the size doesn't really fit him but it's manageable. His cock twitches every now and then as you watch his figure.

"Lovely, isn't it?"

"U-unh..."

"Did you pick this lingerie while thinking how it'll look like if it's wrapped around my body? How the color will suit me... how easy the access would be for you to just..." You sandwich his cock with your feet, rubbing it up and down, "feel me like I'm doing to you right now?"

Blue shakes as he moans out, his knees slowly turning into jellies. He needs you, to feel you all over. And so he pleads, "Please..."

You raise your eyebrows, "Please what?"

"Please... do me... yeah?"

You smack his cock with your foot, "Is that how you are supposed to talk to your Master?"

Blue gulps before kneeling down, his lip moving to your foot pressing kisses on it while occasionally licking it, "Please, Master." You try your best to bite your excitement back, eyes swirling in lust as you focus on the lovesick mutt in front of you. You'll collar him later but for now, he is your doll, yours to toy with just like how he's been toying with this doll.

"Come," You pat your thigh, "Let me feel that cheek of yours."

Blue nods and brings his face closer to yours, you can feel his breath fanning you. Your finger pokes his cheek before it turns into a palm that feels his cheek, hard. You slap him.

"Be good, else I'll fucking squeeze a pipe down your cock."

Blue shivers from the idea of sounding. That would totally feel so good, right? His cock starts leaking even more pre-cum, spoiling your thigh with the white liquid.

"Fucking mutt in heat. Why not rut yourself with my thighs?"

It only takes that for Blue to raise your legs by the ankles, his cock in between your thighs as he ruts himself in and out, panting like a dog in heat. You pinch him in response to his action, too bad you couldn't reach his nipple.

"Fucking slut." You rip the lacy lingerie as you claw him, nails digging into his hips, "Gonna fucking chew your cock off later until it's minced."

Blue's cock twitches again from your words, pace even more erratic now. "Please do so!" He is close, you can see it. But he knows better than to come before you allow him to first. "Please, please, please, lemme cum? Need one out so bad, hurts so much."

"Ah? Do I look like I care?" You scowl at him for pulling one of your legs away from him, kicking him by his shoulder, "Fucking mutt, go hold that until your balls are as good as blue and I wouldn't even care."

Blue whimpers at your words but his excitement only grows even more, it only pushes him even further from his limit.

"Please, please, please I beg you. Please..." He begs as he rubs his face against your foot, peppering it with kisses and licks, "Please let me come, just one word I'm all done, please..."

You sneer at him before kicking his face lightly, "Give me a twirl."

He twirls. "Show me how needy your cock is." He shows it to you, lifting the veil for a clearer view. "A striptease for me." He strips, eyes never leaving yours until you suddenly jerk him off, "Good boy... come on." You rub him even faster, his hip bucking toward you for a better angle, "Come, my pretty doll."

Rope of cum soils your feet not afterward, your name rings in the room as he pants, trying to grasp reality after how cum-dazed he was. You rub your spoiled feet against his pelvis, soiling it with his cum as well.

"Come," You open your arms wide for him to dive his face into your neck. You kiss his ear as you caress his hair, muttering praises at him.

"Wanna try the real deal now?"

#yandere male #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere scenarios #yandere x you #yandere imagines #male yandere #yandere insert #yandere oc #yandere headcanons #yandere works #yandere smut #yandere writing #reader insert #x reader #oc #x gn reader #yandere husband #LIfE Project #Blue the Boyfriend

[galaxyshine24-7]

*SLIDES IN SLIGHTLY SMOKEY AND ALSO WITH SOME WATER*

YOU CANT JUSR LEAVE US ON THAT CLIFFHANGER(you can and its fun and I love it and cant wait to see what happens next💜)

I NEED TO KNOW QHAT HAPPENS(take your time)

Also us serving everyone drinks and meeting them 🤌🤌🤌 very good and very tasty

Cant wait for the next part!!(again, take your time)

Also any headcanons you have for the au?👀

I am gobbiling it up like a man starved

-Mafia Simp Anon(ps I was the one earlier to slide in with cookies💜)

THANK YOU♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥! I'm so glade you liked it!

I try to find ways to make the story feel organic but also stay true to the characters and story. I have many headcanons about the Au that you can see here.

Thank you for all the support it means the world to me. Also, those cookies where delicious thank you for the sweet treats.

#twisted wonderland #twst silver bullet au #disney twisted wonderland #silver bullet au #disney twst

[delborovic]

Del Replies To Asks

Gonna answer a bunch of all of yours asks beneath the cut!! So if you sent me a message recently, please check below~ It's gonna be LONG!!!!

@mrdurepei Hello~!! During Law of Talos Del (me) was 22, currently I am 37 ;) Time flies~

We don't! I haven't spoken to him since about a year after Law of Talos ended. He was always so lovely to talk to and very busy. I hope he's doing well whatever he's doing now, he always was so kind all the way around!

Yes, Rellik is "Killer" backwards ;) I made him originally when I was about 13, shhhhh~

Hi @mari-anokhiafton ♥ ! Thank you so much for your kind message! I really appreciate it and I'm so glad that you enjoy my art & style!

And hmmm, let me see~ how to describe Rellik... I agree he is a little grumpy like an old man ;) and he can be cold-blooded in a way a lot of vampires are. Rellik puts up a lot of walls and keeps himself distant from people, though underneath he has a kind heart that he doesn't want anyone to know about. He talks very flat with little inflection and is introverted. It's very easy to lose people as a vampire who lives for a long time, so he tends to like objects and can be fussy about keeping his things nice, because things will last longer if you treat them well. Whereas.... people.... you can't count on. Rellik also doesn't like to start fights, but has no issues ending them if he's pushed to violence.

I hope that helps! I also think whatever sense you get from him is legitimate too! Thank you so much for your kind message!

HEYYYY @captainmera ♥

Oh my goodness flash from the past!! I didn't keep up with EfN but your art (and Brother) definitely look familiar to me! (bro knucks in the people who lost to Zeurel group ♥) Thank you so much for the message!!! So glad to see that you're around too! The OCT people are art lifers, I think so ;) I hope all is well with you and you keep it up with all your art as well! Thanks for saying hi!!!

@yeeyeeravioli Hello~! As long as you aren't claiming the character as your own, that's totally fine! I'd love to see if you end up doing it :) thank you very much for asking, I appreciate it!

Hello (new!) Anon! Thank you so much for being so kind and asking! For one, if it's a private story.. honestly feel free to do whatever you want. That doesn't bother me at all, and if it's for your person use + space, no issue whatsoever! If you end up posting it or posting about it, I don't mind that- I just appreciate keeping straight what things I'm involved with or not. I've obviously drawn some shippy stuff of Rellik with friends' ocs that I know personally! So as long as you just specify that it's your own ideas/ocs and that Rellik belongs to me, that's totally fine! ♥ You feel free to make fanworks to your hearts' content! I hope he treats your OC well!!

Hello Anon~! SO! My OC Del would KNOW of Climber. Because she (like me) is a dA artist and would know about Endzone and those things from online, thus prompting her to make Rellik join an OCT also. BUT she would not PERSONALLY know Climber, as she never met him "in person" in the art universe. (I know i've made this complicated by its own meta nature, but I hope this makes sense.) Crowley and Chimbley were both in Law of Talos and thus would have been around to meet Del-character in the flesh so to speak :) Hope that helps!

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PHEW. OKAY. There, I'm sorry you've all been waiting so long! I will do my best to reply- but seriously, if you have a quick question or comment, please feel free to DM me in messenger on Tumblr instead of using the ask function :) I can reply much more quickly that way! (especially since so many of these are just saying THANK YOU to everyone's so sweet messages!)

Anywho, please have a lovely weekend everyone! I'll see ya next time~

#del replies #anonymous #anonymous asks #and many not anonymous #ya'll are cute as heck #thanks for remembering little ol me

[sunflwryu]

tldr; i'm probably not going to write on this blog anymore.

i don't want to say that i won't completely because hey, maybe one day i'll feel like it, but this is what i wanted to say because i don't want to leave you all waiting...well, it's likely you've stopped after some due to my inactivity and that's okay and valid!

i became inactive here because i wasn't enjoying writing anymore, nor was i into k-pop that much, especially since i was into it a lot to help me cope with how terrible and lonely my life was and felt, and sometimes it still is. writing became somewhat of a hollow thing for me, and i tried so many times to write my drafts, to get the words out, but i couldn't. i would be taking things out of my control that had to do with my blog and writing to heart, i would get so frustrated and depressed at myself to the point that i put an incredible amount of pressure on myself to write something, anything, and when i didn't, my thoughts would spiral on top of what i already had to deal with irl.

so i left this tumblr behind for the sake of myself, hoping that maybe my passion and love for writing would reignite after a break, but it hasn't, not for this blog, only for the journal entries i wrote to cope with my daily life and mental health. i've never been much of a social media person anyway.

i feel like a completely different person than when i was last here. i'm not into k-pop anymore and i barely know what's going on in terms of news and drama but i'll tune into some songs and the older ones that give me nostalgia from simpler times. i've made friends who genuinely appreciate me and i've gotten better at setting my boundaries when it matters and taking care of myself. i have someone that genuinely likes me and always is there for me and tells me i'm beautiful everyday without fail. my skin has gotten better and less painful these days too.

there's a lot that's happened since my last post a few months ago, but what i can say is my life has improved, although there are things i'm still working on, including my ultimate goal i'm still reaching for of a happiness that isn't so fragile.

i want to focus on that goal now.

that's not to say that this blog doesn't mean that much to me, because it does. it helped me so much back then to cope with what horrible things i was dealing with, to write about a world that's not this one, to help others who maybe felt like me, to free my heart of the ideas i kept suppressed for a long time. it really built that foundation for me to grow as i am now.

so thank you so much for all the likes, all the reblogs, the comments, the moots, the readers, the followers, the anons, everyone who's ever set sights on this little blog of mine.

thank you for sticking with me along the way and helping me to make this blog a place that i'm proud to look back upon, to reread my works again and remember how much fun i had writing them. thank you for liking them and telling me your thoughts, thank you for giving them love because that made me happier amidst what i was going through at the time. i hope i was able to give you all comfort and entertainment through the works i enjoyed to write.

i'll pop in sometimes (no promises on the frequency of that), read some stuff, answer asks, make major update posts, but i don't think i'll be around too much. oh, and don’t worry, my blog will stay up, i’ll never personally take it down unless smthg else interferes. if you've read this far, congratulations! have a heart ♥

but seriously, thank you for everything. — yumi

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p.s. credits to @argodeon for the banner/image! it's so beautiful!

#yumi speaks

[solistair]

hey I know you're probably getting a some rude asks about your add on stuff and I wanted to give my personal take. I get being iffy and critical of add ones being early access and I will continue to feel the way i do about add ons and that's my prerogative.

HOWEVER I still understand that even making a mesh into a crop top or separating ribbons from a shirt or erasing stitching from sleeves, can involve hours of repairing meshes so there's no blank holes in the collar where your sims neck should be, and fixing textures so that the wrinkles match up, and half the time you get a weird glitch where all of a sudden your shorts are floating next to your sim in cas instead of being actually on the sim for no reason because you did exactly what you do with every other mesh you've created. I only recolor cc and that aLONE has been a struggle for me, I've spent hours just smoothing out alpha jeans so that they're more max/mix without compromising seams and that can a lot of veeeeery close up, very careful detailed hand drawing in order to keep the details that are wanted.

people see the words "add on" in a post and think all creators are just waving their magic wand and poof cc is ripped from the game (and honestly there are some creators i find to be lazy with their add ons though I won't call them out here because that's not the point).

You. Are. Not. One. Of. Them.

Even without seeing your streams I can see from the amount of cc that's there and the types of meshes that are in the pack would take time to fix and add what you did. I can just mentally calculate the time it would take to do it.

Also, not to knock other creators, but you always do so much more than a usually 3 to 5 piece add on set

I spent too long tonight trying to control a server I moderate just listening to people complain about this stuff and I'm not allowed to really say anything about it and i can only imagine what you get in your ask box and I just wanted to rant. I'm not subbed to you or anyone on patreon and i'm not likely to. I'm more than willing wait. Everyone needs just just breathe, complain on their own blogs and not in your inbox, and wait the few weeks for the release (or for it to show up on the sites-that-shall-not-be-named I gues??)

Thank you for your perspective on this, anon! I do understand, and fully accept, some people's dislike on Early Access items, even if I personally disagree. Everyone is entitled to their opinion and that is entirely alright, I would never start attacking people for feeling a certain way about something. It's their right. It's when they start using their opinion to shame others when not having enough information that I start feeling... uncomfortable, I guess is the closest word I can use.

Thank you for acknowledging the hard work that goes on behind the scene. Like you said, it's not magic. It does not "just happen", which is why I liked streaming the process as so many told me they had no idea that much work could be required. In terms of the latter part, I myself do not mind waiting either, as I have the pages bookmarked to go back to eventually anyway.

Have a good weekend! ♥

[hebimoonlightwrites]

⭐𝐇𝐞𝐛𝐢'𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐨𝐱⭐

Hey, guys! I've opened a Secret Drawing Box (you can find the link in my blog's pinned post) and after a long day I decided to check if any of you had left something in there...

...And I've realized that YOU ARE ARTISTS.. I mean...

I'm going to comment each drawing I got so far qwq♥ So I can support each of you and tell you all how special you are for Hebi♥

I'll give a name to each masterpiece too x3 (don't take it too seriously, I'm simply behaving stupidly♥).. so

Let's get started!!...

⭐𝐀 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐫?!

~Okay.. First of all, I got this handsome senpai right here confessing their feelings for me.. It kinda looks like Gentaro but.. I'm not sure that it's actually "Yumeno-senpai".. I can't hide the fact that I smiled brightly after seeing this, because this person right here is so cutee..! Also.. The drawing style looks so adorable as well. QwQ Seriously.. I'm happy that you guys like me and my content! I'll keep doing my best to "feed you" xD♥

By the way (I'm talking to the person who made this..) I love you too! :D Keep it up, queen/king!♥

⭐"𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐊𝐮𝐤𝐨"

~I knew it!! I knew that someone would have drawn Kuko for me! Haha!! I didn't give this masterpiece a name because the artist has already given one.. and.. it's "it's Kuko". You cannot deny the fact that the artist didn't need to tell us who the subject of their masterpiece was.. Because Kuko is Kuko!! And you recognize him immediately after seeing his eyebrows and expression..!

Jokes aside, it's so cute! I love it! qwq♥ Thank you so much for this small goofy Kuko (btw.. Kuko is already goofy haha xD)♥

⭐𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐳𝐮𝐥 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨

~This anon artist right here simply decided to give us a masterpiece which goes beyond the frame of a fantastic painting..!! It's a revelation!! This is the one and only portrait of the actual form of Azul Ashengrotto!! No one has ever seen Azul's actual physical appearance... No one knows about his secret.. Only this person.. This anon artist has been able to see him in person.. to discover what humans' eyes do not really know.. to discover and realize how terrible, how frightening the reality is..!! Which is.. that Azul Ashengrotto.. is an octopus with very big eyes!!... Legends say that this anon artist has never been found.. People say that they have tried their best to escape this evil creature.. but that Azul is taking them kidnapped and forcing them to look at his BIG octopus' eyes!!...

(Okay.. maybe I've overdone.. Lol! Jokes aside, thank you so much for this! ♥ I really like it! It seems so fool but so cute too! Like.. a small octopus pet? qwq I'd like to have Azul as a small pet--- noooooo--- wait--- *hebi.exe stopped working...*)

⭐𝐑𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐝𝐚, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭…?

~The anon who drew these two cuties here (and the following Doppo) already texted me in my inbox to be sure that I had recieved them.. At first I thought they were kinda linked. I mean.. It really looks like that Sasara is speaking to Ramuda! Like.. "Ramuda.. You know that Hypmic is getting a season 2?!" and the news really explains well why Ramuda has that shocked expression on his face! Haha!♥ Btw I've already told this anon.. They look so talented! Thank you so much!♥

⭐𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚-𝐃𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨-𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐚

~Finally it's this cutie's turn.. I decided to name it "Monna-Doppo-Lisa" because... He looks like Da Vinci's MonnaLisa somehow?! I mean.. Doppo's eyes are so lost in thoughts.. He's looking at the viewer but, at the same time, he's absent, completely lost in his thoughts while he's letting his arms down, as if he's completely stressed and fed up of thinking... No one can really imagine what he's thinking about. .We only can tell that he's tired...

...And that he's so cute and pure and precious- AAAAAAAAAA- *Hebi faints*

⭐Thank you so much for sending me these cute and adorable drawings!⭐

If you want to send me a drawing, check this link here--->♥

#hebi checks her secret drawing box.. #*hugs hugs*

[quidfree]

I've started writing but I feel so slow I feel like I have to finish one chapter for a story before start anything else or it will never get done.

When you write do you have 1 story that you write until you finish the chapter and move on to another story then write a chapter and so on, or do you go back and fourth between different story chapters simultaneously? When you first started writing did you always do it the way you do now? If you're comfortable to say, how many writing projects do you have going on at once?

Sorry that's a lot of questions.

♥

anon this is a very good ask and i am sort of the right person to send it to because in fact i am much like you!

to delight and horrify the audience: i currently have (no joke) literally 8 wips going at once, all being written with no particular order of writing. which is kind of insane, i acknowledge. even so, i do understand your stress entirely, because i also feel a lot of pressure (from myself mind you) to keep my posting balanced and fair somehow. so how do i survive this precarious state of being?

to be honest, having thought about your specific situation, i would say the solution i’ve landed on is only ever having (1) big multichapter fic i’m uploading at once. that way, all of the other fics i’m writing can be continued and uploaded on my time since they’re not awaiting updates. i jump between wips constantly whenever inspiration strikes, but this way it’s likely that i’ll have a next chapter out for the big fic at a roughly reasonable pace even if i do upload some one-shot i’ve also been working on on the side. some one-shots get so long they become multi-chapter anyways, but since they’re complete by that point there’s no stress involved in posting the next chapter. does that make sense?

i don’t know how helpful that is to you since by the sounds of it you write several multichapters concurrently, but my advice would definitely be to select a ‘main’ multichapter fic and wait until you complete it until you start on the next one, so that you only post your other stuff once you’re done with them anyways and the process isn’t so arduous. of course this has its own downsides- while i write monstrous amounts, i don’t have one of those super consistent weekly upload schedules because so much of my work has to be complete before i post it- but it’s worked for me so far.

#qui parle #qui repond #writing #anon #usual disclaimer that this is My strat

[plothooksinc]

I can’t remember which ask meme this was from, but what do you think has changed in your writing over the years?

I don't know which ask meme it is either, anon, but I'm always down to answer questions so!

Definitely attention to detail. It's a change I can thank online RP for, actually-- my writing back in the day could carry a plot but it couldn't carry much else and the most damning critique I ever got of it was when I got a knockback for a grant when trying to write an original novel with "we feel that you're aiming at the wrong age group. Instead of young adult, try 7-12." Because my writing was just that simplistic. That criticism haunts me to this day and also stopped me writing for a good long while, honestly. (This is before I tried writing my first ever fanfic, lmao. I was going to be a ~serious published writer~ dammit)

Anyway, I put writing aside but I was heavily into tabletop RPGs at the time, and my introduction to the world wide web also came with an introduction to places where people roleplayed those tabletop games online, and I was hooked. But writing your character doing something in a way that garnered interest required you writing hooks into everything you did; describing what you were doing, how you moved, what you were thinking, what you were saying, how you were saying it, etc etc. I started with the most simple tag lines like **enters the bar** and over a year I had characters making grand entrances and starting plots and eventually became a GM for the chat room so was doing more 'now I'm describing what the universe is doing in response' which was even more training in that regard. (That's where plothooksinc came from originally, actually; it's my old school late 90s GMing handle, lmao.) Shortly after that I was doing a temp job in which I had to answer a phone every hour or so and was bored, so tried to write the next chapter in the novel I'd been attempting to write, first time back in years, and it just looked. Different. Really detailed. Flowed well. I handed the page off to a friend and they read it and went "Wait, you wrote this?" Yes. "Okay. Well, the rest of your book isn't great. But this? THIS IS GOOD. Write more." (Thanks for that blunt honesty, my guy.) So yeah. Details. After that, the only difference is polish-- my fics often start more roughly than they end, the prose kind of hesitant, but I pick up confidence over the fic via audience reactions and end with a lot more polish. But that isn't so much a change over time because it tends to reset with each new fic, rofl. I'm a very socially anxious writer, I guess.

tl;dr don't skip the detail. You don't have to spend four pages describing the colour of the leaves in autumn (and really, you probably shouldn't), but you have to sink people into the world you're creating or their eyes will glaze after a while and they'll forget your writing real quick. I learned that lesson. I still have that super old writing of mine and I wince a little at it, but I keep it so I can show myself how far I've come.

Thank you! ♥

(We don't know which ask meme this was, but eh. Questions are always fun, doesn't matter where they're from.)

#anonytext #writing asks #nekotsuki

[happyselves]

Morning fluff with Lando where you both wake up and are cuddling and he says‘‘i’m not going to kiss you.’‘

‘‘why?’‘

‘‘because if i do, i don’t think we’re getting out of bed today.’‘

He just stares at reader and almost in a daze goes “ my favorite thing is falling asleep next to you and i love waking up next to you. It's like you're my whole world, you know.

Nervously asks reader to move in with him.

Thanks.

Hiii anon bean, I am sorry for waiting so long to write this, truly truly sorry ( it's currently 2.12am where I am and I don't want to sleep so I've decide to do this prompt ) I hope you will like it because I really like your idea !!! ♥

Moving in :

You started to wake up slowly from a long night, feeling some pressure on your stomach like someon ewas wrapped around you. As you finally remebered where you were and opening your eyes, knowing you were at Lando's place, in his bed with him snugglying against your back with his strong arms around your stomach.

You didn't wanted to wake him up, enjoying the warm feeling of your two bodies entrangled but you moved a bit not feeling your arm anymore from staying in the same position all night.

"Morning you"

Shoot you wake him up, you didn't know what hour it was but the sun was trying to came across the shutters. You felt Lando's cold nose against the nap of your neck, his arm grip getting a little tighter as he bring you even more closer than it was possible.

You tried to ignore the morning bulge against your ass, not mentioning anything to him to not embarassed him. You had sleep a lot of time with him, that wasn't an issues but it was the frist time Lando was this kinky with you and didn't wanted to let you go yet.

You've been together for a couples of months now and it was getting serious, you had meet his family, all his friend and he even bring you to some work diner and stuff, everyone in the team knew you and the media had seen you a couple time in the garage when you decide to go cheer for him.

It was the first time Lando had bring a girl to his race weekend, you weren't there all the time but when it was in Europe you were trying your best to make space in your agenda to support him and it was always a great pleasure to spend the weekend with the team, learning new things and talking to bnew faces as well.

But when Lando was being outside of Europe it was the limit for you, that's why it had been more than 3 weeks since you hadn't saw him and your reunion had been even more intense.

He was acting strange all night, like he wanted to talk to you about something, having discovering something important that he needed to share with you but couldn't quite find the words yet.

Instead he had transfered his anxiety into touch and cuddle with you and that's how you find out something was up with him.

You wanted to face him right now, seeing his beuatiful angelic morning face, you always liked teasing him about his puffing eyes knowing we might get vexed, which was the perfect plan for you because you will have all day making up for it.

You did so, his arms following your move and his eyes slightly opening, trying to admit his vision to see you.

All you wanted was your morning kiss, morning cuddle that might turn into something a little more steamy.

"Don't wish for it, I am seeing your face,I might not be fully awake but I know wha tyou want and no I won't kiss you"

He knew your little kitty pleading eyes and now he was smiling through your pouting face. You didn't wanted to admit to yourself but having his morning deep and broken voice was giving you more effect, him not according you what you wanted was an addition to it as well.

"Why"

Your voice was soft and innocent, playing the nice girl with him.

"Because if I do, I don't think we are getting out of bed today"

You wouldn't mind staying in bed all day with him, your two bodies connecting each other in every way possible, not needing food or drink, not letting each other go for one second to breath, that was a rather good plan you thought.

He couldn't stop staring at you, fascination in his eyes, a small smile appearing on his face, he like every expression that your face went through the conversation.

"my favorite thing is falling asleep next to you and i love waking up next to you. It's like you're my whole world, you know."

It was your time to be stocked and fascinated, you were liking him more and more each day and everyday you find yourself waking up next to him was a new day you find yourself surprise of how romantic he could be.

"That make me want to wake up next to you everyday for the rest of my life"

"Really"

"Yeah that's my plan, I want that and I hope you want that too because I had something to ask you"

You sense the next question coming, that was it, he was about to drop that big comintment question and you already knew the answer to that.

"Yes"

"I didn't even ask the question babe"

He didn't needed to.

"You don't need to, you were about to ask me to move in with you, and the answer is yes, I've been letting stuff at your place for month already, half of my stuff are already here"

He was so busy with work and others stuf fin his mind, that he hadn't notice that you had made space in his dressroom for you, his bathroom drawer as well, buying supplement and food that you like, decorating his place with stuff of yours and honestly he didn't care because all that matter was that now you were living under the same roof.

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[3raaaachachacha]

Hey girls,

It's been a long time since I last spoke to you. I've been very busy and stressed with school and my exams but now, I have my last two remaining exams on Thursday and Friday and then I'll be free! I feel like the days just won't go by, I can't wait from Friday to come.

How are you doing though? I saw that Admin 🌶 is back so, welcome back! I hope you got some well deserved rest and that now you are doing better than ever. But Admin 🦋, I hope you are also doing great and taking good care of yourself.

And hyunjin is back! I can't believe it, I'm so happy that we will finally see him with the rest of the boys, it's been far too long but at least I hope that the break was a good opportunity for him to relax and have some time for himself and his family. And did you see his drawing of Kkami? He has improved so so much!

Oh, I've been reading your works and I must say, your enhypen works are so amazing! Reading your writings have helped me relax after long days, and I'm really grateful for that. I just wanted to thank you for continuously working on stories to provide us with, they really make my day, and I look forward to them. You may not realise it, but your writings have helped me, and I think a lot of other people too, to feel better after a long, stressful day. For the past 9-10 months I've been so full with anxiety that I was on the verge of crying 24/7, every little thing would have me breaking down. It's been a rough year for me and your stories have given me a way to escape reality for a bit and let my mind wander to peaceful, happy places that helped me keep going without breaking down and passing out. So, I can't help you enough for everything you gave me through your works.

I hope you guys are taking good care of yourselves, don't forget to rest well, eat and sleep well and drink lots and lots of water!

Take care and stay safe~

-warmth anon❤💫

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~ hi! it’s been a while and honestly, i thought about you the other day because it’s been a while since we spoke. i’m sorry to hear you’ve been so stressed, but i promise, it will all be worth it in the end! good luck on your last two exams, i’m sure you’ll do so well! yes i’m back! i’m feeling better and i think the break was necessary for me to be able to get some new ideas and continue on from there. i’m doing okay, i’m really exhausted from work. i was so relieved when i watched the mixtape that i cried since i was so overwhelmed with emotions. i missed that boy so much. it was so nice to be able to come back and start fresh with a new group, it really helped to get the ideas flowing again and i’ve been working harder on these posts so i’m extremely pleased to know you enjoyed them. you really are so beautiful and strong, so remember that! like Admin 🦋 mentioned, our blog is a safe and fun space to come to, especially after a long day. thank you for providing us with support and take good care of yourself! ♥︎ ~

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[h8ani]

Punishments

Anon Requested:   hi, i want to request #70 & #71 with bts jimin p.s. i'm in love with your writing, i've read everything from your masterlist😍

Wow thank you so much! I can’t believe you actually read everything???? Like damn. I hope you like your Jimin drabble! ♥

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Warnings: No warnings, Reader lost a bet

Word Count: 539

“Hold still.”

“Don’t argue, just do it.”

“Don’t argue, just do it.”

Groaning, you walk over reluctantly to Jimin who was sitting smugly on the large sofa. He pat his lap with both hands which only caused you to bite your tongue before you said something.

Placing both legs on the side of his waist you sat down placing your weight on him. It didn’t take long for you to feel the heat rise up on your cheeks and it especially didn’t help when Jimin placed his hands on your bottom pulling you closer to him. “God can’t you think of anything else?” You asked fumbling with your fingers. Jimin smiled at that, how nervous you were to be in this position. It was no secret to himself that he liked you, he had the biggest crush on you yet he never told you, he never tried to make advances on you because he especially didn’t want you to feel uncomfortable around him. The others knew of his crush on you and you were over enough to pick up the hint, but you never did. His longing for you flew right over your head as it was right now. Even straddling his waist you didn’t think anything of it, you thought this was just the punishment he picked for you for losing the bet you two had made. “Trust me,” Jimin started soon leaning in to you, you caught his gaze and sat up straighter. “This is the only thing I’ve been thinking about since you lost the bet.” He whispered only millimeters away before you backed up from his lips. “Wait what?”

A million thoughts were running through your head from his words. Did he already have a punishment picked beforehand? Did he want to kiss you? Wait why is he getting closer?

You move your head to the side evading his lips once again and a big huff of air leaves his lips. “Hold still.”

“No.”

“(Y/N)-”

“No, I won’t be still until you-”

Before you could finish Jimin’s hands quickly slid behind your back and neck pulling you into him quickly and finally connecting the kiss. This time it was you who had leaned in, if being pulled into the older boys lips counted as you even leaning in. Jimin fell back against the back of the couch silencing your words. At first, you didn’t move, you didn’t kiss back and Jimin could sense that, but that didn’t mean he was going to let up. His hands lost their firm grip on you and settled into a much softer one. His hand around the back of your neck slowly slid down the length of your back meeting his other to hold your lower back. The roughness of him gone you actually felt at ease, you sighed into him and finally kissed him back, your lips pressing into him, but to his luck you quickly pulled back looking down at him. A smirk found itself on his face before he began speaking again. “See that wasn’t so bad.”

“Shut up.” You rolled your eyes smacking his chest and getting off of him walking the short distance to the kitchen where Jimin had watched you leave, his lips tingling from the short but sweet kiss.

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