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raksh-writes · 1 year
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In diamonds and leather
Fandom: Kinnporsche the series (2022)
Pairing: VegasPete
Warnings/Tags: Sugar Baby/Sugar Daddy AU, older!Vegas, younger!Pete, businessman!Vegas, college student!Pete, Dom/sub
Been feeling a great need for a Sugar Baby/Sugar Daddy AU for VegasPete but since there doesn’t seem to be any and I’ve had this rattling around my brain for months, here’s a lil’ preview snippet. Might make it into an actual fic one day, who knows. For now, hope y’all will enjoy  this small thing 💗
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At thirty years old, Vegas is pretty sure most would say he has it all.
Lucrative business in luxury markets earning him more than he could ever spend? Certainly. A sprawling penthouse at the top floor with the overview of the city some would kill for? Hm, yes, the view is nice, that he can admit. A wardrobe full of silk shirts, suits tailored to perfection, italian leather shoes and watches glinting gold in the light? He should probably get rid of half of them, to be honest. Expensive cars and sleek bikes he’s imported himself? Probably one too many than he should be keeping, but the speed and freedom they give him are one of the only joys Vegas still has left in life because:
What’s even the point?
His father is long dead and buried, no longer a whip of disgust and derision over Vegas’ back and bruised face, no longer sneering over every aspect of his life and chasing him from one deal to another until he barely had any time or will to live for himself. So long he’s lived under his father’s orders, so long he’s lived only to take care of his little brother, but now Gun is dead and Macau’s safe and happy in university, living on his own and surrounded by friends, and Vegas? With his thriving businesses, his expensive clothes, fast bikes and more money than he knows what to do with? Well...
At the end of the day, as he sits down in his favorite armchair after hours full of taking care of his various businesses, as he looks over the city, Vegas can’t help the questions creeping over his mind, relentless and bleak. What now? What’s the point? You have it all and you’re not doing anything with it. You should be ashamed of yourself. No drive, no ambition, not knowing what to do with yourself. How can you even look at yourself in the mirror? Pathetic. More often than not a note of his father’s sneer sneaking through the disembodied voice of his thoughts. And it’s the pitiful truth, unfortunately. 
Somewhere along the time of his newfound freedom, Vegas found a carved out void behind his ribs, echoing and endless in its numbness. No amount of too-fast bike rides, of throwing away money at random charities, of high-end balls and lucrative deals could ever even attempt to fill it, not even sex he used to find reprieve in proved successful.
Long gone are days when he went out to pick up random twinks at clubs with music loud enough to drown out his thoughts — they’re too loud now, setting his teeth on edge, the young things too eager and shallow, the sex barely a spark hot enough to do it for him. Even the times he decides to take a sub at one of the few BDSM places he sometimes visits leaves him feeling more hollow than fulfilled in the mornings. It barely scratches the itch that manages to rear its head from time to time — the need to see a pretty boy ruined under his palms. It’s nice, the moment it happens, but then the void howls behind his sternum and his jaw aches from the force he clenches it with, a traitorous whisper of what’s the point? bouncing inside his skull. Vegas doesn’t have the answer and the rope he’s threading is quickly coming to an abrupt end.
Then it comes, from the most unexpected place Vegas couldn’t have ever predicted.
An app. A simple message.
A struggling college student with big dreams and sunshine smile.
Soft-cheeked, with barely any experience and melting under Vegas’ hands like he’s been made for it, made for Vegas. For him and him only. And Vegas shouldn’t, he really shouldn’t.
It’s not about money, he could shower the pretty boy with far more than he’d ever need and still not make a dent in his account. It’s not about chemistry too, because to be frank, it actually sparks way too high and bright between them. And it’s not for the lack of time either  — at this point in his life, Vegas has more of it than he has responsibilities on most days. The thing is—
Vegas is not suited to take on a fresh sub. To train someone completely new to kink in the way he prefers his partners. He has no experience with that, always took on twinks either versed in the lifestyle or he’d disregard his more sadistic preferences for a night of simpler, rough sex. It’s been good enough, he tells himself, it was, but—
Pete looks up at him with his huge, teary eyes, mouth parted and bottom lip glistening under Vegas’ thumb and the long-slumbering beast in his chest awakens, uncurling in the void with teeth bared and bloodlust on its tongue. Vegas wants, and he wants so deeply and viciously it almost scares him well enough to refuse this pretty siren of a boy. Almost.
He looks at Pete on his knees and his brain stutters with countless images.
With Pete’s cupid-bow lips stretched over his cock. With Pete shackled to his bed and writhing in the binds while Vegas takes him again and again and again. Not letting him come or wringing out orgasm after orgasm until he's a crying, wrecked mess unable to even speak. With Pete in pretty lingerie and a rosy blush spread over the apple of his cheeks. With Pete’s brilliant smile peeking out from around a glass of champagne, a speck of chocolate on his lips. With Pete on the back of his bike or spread over the leather upholstery in one of his sports cars. With Pete spent and boneless and sated in his arms, warm and smiling and whispering his name like a prayer.
Vegas wants and, for the first time in years, his mind doesn’t poison his mind with the bleak whispers of what’s the point? Because this—
This might just be the whole entire point. Pete, happy and satisfied, in Vegas’ arms. Smiling like he means it.
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oenothera5 · 6 months
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✨ people I wanna know better! ✨
Thank you for the tag, @raksh-writes !
Last Song? My memory is pretty jumbled today but I do remember hearing a Dwight Yoakam cover of the Grateful Dead's Truckin' this morning for the first time and absolutely loved it.
Favourite colour? Cool colors (green, blue, purple)
Currently watching? "Loki" Season 2 on Disney+ and "Imitation" on Viki Rakuten. Loki Season 2 is so well-written. I can tell that they plotted it all out ahead of time and seeded important things along the way. If users figure out the foreshadowing ahead of time, it's not a bad thing- it means you constructed it well.
Last movie? I was supposed to go see the Taylor Swift concert movie a few weeks ago but something came up and we had to cancel last minute. I am bummed out.
Sweet/spicy/savoury? Definitely spicy. I like all sorts of spicy things, but complex spicy things like a really good fresh salsa or a Thai curry or Korean fried chicken. I am not into things that are sheer pain though- you'll never find me trying a ghost pepper or anything.
Relationship status? Married
Current obsessions? The World Series just ended. My Diamondbacks lost, but I provided great entertainment to my coworkers this week as I begged every restaurant/venue we visited to put the game on. There's always next year!
Last thing you googled? "Seventeen Seventeenth Heaven Autograph Template." My BFF and I are trying to decode the signed albums she bought. We've identified two but some others are eluding us. Strangely, if you Google search that, you get calendars with the Virgin Mary on them
Selfie: I'm a very shy person but here is a funny sign I saw at the Starbucks this week. They are very much Swifties at my Starbucks.
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Friends I wanna get to know better:
I will tag with no pressure, as always: @myevilmouse @minisugakoobies @seokjinger-ale @ele-millennial-weirdo @theyellowotter
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arizonapoppy · 1 year
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Last Line Game
Thank you for the tag, @raksh-writes !
I actually managed to write something this morning, thanks to it being Saturday and not feeling rushed. It's for my January FotFics challenge prompt, that's, umm, four days late?
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But here goes:
Surely we will be able to resume our journeys tomorrow.
I will tag, with absolutely no pressure, because I know some of you have not been able to write for various reasons, and because there is never any pressure: @myevilmouse @heilith @minisugakoobies and anyone else among my writer followers who feel like sharing! I'm curious to see what people are doing!
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yujeong · 23 days
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Fic Ask Game: Favorite Fic Lines
Hello people. So, I got some sudden inspiration for this little game, which goes hand in hand with the KinnPorsche Fanfic Comment Event a little bit, in my opinion: Share the lines of fics that have brought a big emotional reaction out of you. It can be anything, from sadness to happiness to horniness to anything in between. Lines that have stayed with you, no matter how long ago you read the fic. I believe our writers deserve a little praise in these trying times, don't you think? So, for me, some of them are the following: 1) "The rib hurts so much more now that someone else knows about it." - drank every scar, by @ginnymoonbeam - Tbh, I'd have to put the whole fic in here, but this is the line I tend to think of whenever the fic comes to mind. Rereading it now to find the line made my eyes water, it's so fucking visceral and perfect and I love it so much. Once again, thank you so, SO much for writing it and sharing it with the world ❤️ 2) "Vegas’ violence is unpredictable, painfully personal, and utterly, tragically ineffectual.
Pete forgives him all of it." - Civil Hands, by @ameliarating - I can't count the times I went feral over both Civil Hands and Deep Dive. As a fan of Pete, both of those fics mean the world to me, and this specific line has been on my mind since the moment I read it. I love how it showcases Vegas' effect on Pete's worldview, how Vegas made him break his own rules, and how he came to accept it, because it's him. Incredible writing, I love it so fucking much❤️ 3) "He’d rather be marked as disposable, he’d realized, than erased as invisible.
There was something bitter about realizing that he’d been both." - Once You Are Real, by @veliseraptor - Lise chose this for the summary and it's such a perfect choice. I think it's the reason I chose to read the fic in the first place. I am very emotional when it comes to the concept of Pete finding out he was forgotten, and this fic does an amazing job with it. I keep returning to it a lot, I love it to death. Painful in it's brilliance, I can't recommend it enough. 4) "“I don’t know,” Pete said unsteadily. “I don’t know. How could I know what that feels like? I’m not that kind of person.” He pulled against Vegas’s grip, and got nowhere. “You make my teeth ache. You make the world bright, like it’s real. It hurts. It’s hurt since I met you, but that means I can never forget I’m alive." - even the clearest water, by @luckydicekirby What a fic. The concept, the lines, the execution, it all deserves praise until the end of time. Pete's answer to Vegas' "Do you love me?" will always remain in my head as one of the best things VP-related I've ever read and ever will read in my life. I loved this so fucking much, I will never get over it ❤️ 5) "“And now you have nothing,” Kinn says. “As I said, a dumb move.”
“Wrong again,” Vegas says. “I now have something you don’t.”
“Oh?” Kinn doesn’t hide the way he rolls his eyes. “Massive hospital bills? Bed sores?”
“Happiness.”" - Your Power Over Me, by @wisteria-daydreamer - A very special shout out to my lovely friend who's written one of my favorite Kinn&Vegas fics I've ever had the pleasure to read. When this line came, I literally gasped out loud, it left me speechless. The way Kinn's POV is written was marvelous and the whole conversation he had with Vegas was incredible. Check it out if you crave some good Kinn&Vegas fics, it's very, very good. Disclaimer: I have so many fics and authors I love and I've made that clear to both them and my followers in the past. My brain could only handle doing 5 for this, but I absolutely have more than 5 that I'm obsessed with. Maybe one day I'll do a Part 2, I'll see how it goes in the future. No pressure tagging all the following lovely people, besides the writers that have already been tagged: @wretchedamaranth, @xpi-x-elx, @fleet-off, @lu-sn, @suzteel, @tsttoain, @thisautistic, @theoldastronomer, @vegaseatsass, @adanima, @kissporsche, @raksh-writes, @nyxelestia, @yourknightofrage, @mightymightygnomepriest, @justanothervariant, @justfionn and anyone else who wants to share the love for their fave fics and authors. You can do 5 or 10 or 100, there's no limit at all ❤️❤️
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msmischief101 · 2 months
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Writing Patterns
Thank you, @raisesomehale for tagging me. 💖
Rules: list the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there's a pattern!
untitled /Steo / words: 2280 / rating: T / alternative universe, Theo is sick, Stiles is sick (of his shit)
“Theo, I swear to— fuck.”
with heart in my hand / Steo / words: 3316 / rating: T / alternative universe, future fic, secret relationship, Theo is an idiot (but we still love him)
“Theo?”
minific 37 / Sterek / words: ~1k / rating: T / established relationship, 6b AU
Nolan looks more than terrified, and judging by his track record, this is bound to blow up in his face.
Sharing is Caring / Briles + (Isaac) / words: 6185 / rating: E / future fic, established relationship, pack bonding
“Hey, you got a minute to talk?”
once upon a do-over / Steo / words: 8,548 / rating: E / paranormal investigations, "medium"!Stiles, alternative universe
Stiles pushes his hands in the pockets of his jeans, squinting at the old structure maybe 250 feet away from them.
this funny feeling / Briles / words: 8208 / rating: E / future fic, Stiles is oblivious, Idiots in Love
“And here you go.”
this thing between us / Steo / words: 6228 / rating: E / getting back together, mentioned SA, panic attacks
“You’re fucking yourself up like this.”
the wake-up call / Stisaac / words: 3257 / rating: M / canon divergence, implied DV, post-canon, getting together
“You’re an FBI agent.”
minific 36 / Briles / words: ~1k / rating: T / getting together, drunk confessions
Stiles sits on the hospital bed, tugging on the patch that keeps the IV firmly in his vein.
minific 35 / Sterek / words: ~1k / rating: T / getting together, future fic
“I’m serious, you haven’t experienced heat until you’ve been to Europe in the summer. [...]"
Huh, looks like I do like to start with someone talking. 😂
Tagging: @amatchinwater @theoraeken @snaeken @raksh-writes @sapphireginger @bundibird @blue-eyedbeta and everyone else who wants to do it (but you don't have to).
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ink-flavored · 11 months
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Meme Monday Tag Game
Tagged by @liv-is and you have absolutely no idea how thrilled I am
Rules: make some memes about your WIP
I made all these memes for Pride & Justice with the help of my beloved @auroblaze who has provided all of the art you see here (go check out her blog and reblog some of it)!
Without further ado: let the MEMES BEGIN
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okay i think that's plenty. this isn't even all of them. i have even more of these, plus some that were a little too spicy for tumblr, so feel free to DM me if you want any Bonus Memes.
Tagging: @sigridhawke @duelistkingdom @thecrookedwriterspath @raksh-writes @qelizhus @sowideasea @kandthesunrays @stuffaboutwriting and anyone else. go have some fun with your WIP, seriously. it counts as writing!
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fleet-off · 2 months
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Tag Game: Last Line
Tagged by suz @suzteel, thank you very much dear!
Rules: Share the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).
Vegas strokes each of his fingers, lingering over his crooked pinky--then the scar tissue that slices through the first crease of his palm, that line which is meant to foretell fate in love. Pete’s hand closes on his fingers and holds him there. “I don’t mind it,” he says. “As long as I get the rest of this, too--I don’t mind.” “I wish you did.” “I know.”
Not sure who's done this one recently, but! No-pressure tagging @giraffeter @luckydicekirby @luckydragon10 @lu-sn @rainbowcolored7 @raksh-writes @saturnskyline @sunshinesanctuary @supernovasimplicity @theflowergirl @thepetesimp @thisautistic @vegaseatsass and anybody else who wants to share!
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khunspikesficrecs · 4 months
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Title: It's been too long (to spend this night alone)
Author: Rakshasha (@raksh-writes)
Rating: Explicit
Pairing: Vegas Theerapanyakul/Pete Saengtham
Summary:
“Y’know,” he starts, idly, voice far too innocent as his finger trails abstract patterns on Vegas’ chest, “I’ve been doing some reading.” “Hm?” Still floating high on the fresh memory of hand-feeding Pete the flatbread and curry he chose for the day, it takes Vegas a moment to register the words and blink back to general awareness. When he turns to look at Pete, his head cushioned on Vegas’ left shoulder, the little smirk on Pete’s lips is quite telling — and Vegas can’t help but respond in kind, one brow curved up. “Oh? Found anything interesting?” A slight flush spreads over the pretty arches of Pete’s cheeks, not dissimilar to how he blushed in his pleasure just minutes ago, and Vegas thinks — ah, there it is, that hint of shyness in the dark depth of Pete’s gaze.
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the-cookie-of-doom · 6 months
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tagged by @fawndlyvenus again, ily <3
Rules: shuffle your ON REPEAT playlist and list the first 10 songs and tag 10 people
Square Hammer - Jonathan Young Cover
Burn With You - Egypt Central
Comedy - Jeff Satur
Intoxicated Haze - Self Deception
Chaos - Ravenscode
High Risk No Reward - Self Deception
Deathbed - Citizen Soldier
Black Tie - Jeff Satur
Waste My Time - Celldweller
The War We Made - Red
I had some very weird songs come up that had me like ??? bc I haven't listened to them in over a year, until I realized I shuffled the wrong playlist lol. Tbh I'm surprised more of Jeff's music isn't on here
tagging @raksh-writes @the-marron @kimkhimhant (I know you're already tagged, do it again <3) @snickerdoodlles @toppingjeffsatur @eatmehuckass @xxatlasxx @emberfaye @fybandwagon @thestarscanalwayslookatus
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amatchinwater · 1 year
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First Lines
Rules:
Post the first lines of your last 10 fics posted to AO3. (Sort by date posted.) If you have less than 10 fics posted, post what you have!
Thanks @sapphireginger for the tag 💚
Stiles really wishes he took Cora’s words to heart about what it felt like to lose a member of your pack. -The Shunned Fox, Steo
“Peter, you can’t do this,” Lydia scolds, grabbing the wolf’s wrist before his claws can sink into Stiles’ neck. -He's A Monster (Not to Me), Steter
There’s few things in life that Stiles can say no to. -There's No Such Thing as Werewolves, Steo
You know those naps you take in the middle of the day and when you wake up you don’t know what day it is and there’s this moment of haze that you don’t even know where you are? -Missing Pieces, Steo
Today’s the day! -Breaking a Promise, Steter to Steo
There's steps to this. -When Trust is Earned, Steo
If you asked Stiles a year ago if he would be not only a fox, but a part of Derek Hale’s pack and living in the Colorado mountains with them, he’d have barked a laugh in disagreement. -Lying Through His Teeth, Stisaac
He’s not complaining. -Tricking a Trickster, Steo
“Someone knows,” Stiles mutters, staring at the banshee’s computer screen. -I Can't Lose You, Stisaac
He didn’t want to be here. -These are the Lies, Steo
I'll tag: @ash-mcj @voidstilesplease @ksbbb @msmischief101 @raksh-writes if you wanna 💚
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raksh-writes · 7 months
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Thinking of maybe posting a lil' thing sometime soon 👀 So -- a sneak peek ^^
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Khun Vegas stays quiet for a while after Nop finishes, his eyelids fluttering and the tense line of his shoulders lowering, slumping down and inward, the alpha’s usually proud posture curling in on himself. Small. Weak. Vulnerable… hurt. To the very core.  “Thank you, Nop. You can go now.” The alpha’s voice sounds thick, watery – clicking with emotion too grand to be only an effect of a simple nightmare. Nop can’t help himself as he takes a step— “Khun—” “Don’t.”  The order freezes Nop in place – not for its force, but how quiet it is. When he doesn’t immediately follow through, Khun Vegas’ lips curl into a snarl. “Get. Out.” Nop’s hands curl into fists at his sides, fear coiling around his guts, his lungs, his pounding heart, but still, he bows and doesn’t let it show.  “I’ll be just outside,” he says, because he has to, because he needs his alpha to know he’ll be there, that there’s no way he’s getting off his shift now. The only acknowledgment he gets is a nod, short and barely visible, but Nop doesn’t dare to linger anymore. He turns to leave and braces himself against the pure, unadulterated wave of grief that damn near explodes from behind his back, rapidly filling the air with the force and pull of a tsunami, so suddenly thick and potent his own knees just about buckle. Nop doesn’t allows himself to turn around though, not when he hears the rustle of the man collapsing in on himself, and not when the impossible intensity of the sheer pain in the air clogs up his senses – the grief so abrupt and so all-encompassing it only reminds him of one thing, of when he lost his— Instead, Nop sets his jaw and hurries to the door, not quick enough to avoid catching the first notes of a the most wrecked, mournful whine he’s ever heard in his entire life.  His heart bleeds all over his guts as he nearly slams the door shut, barely fast enough for the sound of his alpha’s grief to not carry down the corridor. Not fast enough to spare the other guard stationed at Khun Vegas’ door the same mercy, though.  Somewhat young for the alpha’s detail, but incredibly hardworking and loyal, Bold looks at him with wide, alarmed eyes, and Nop [...].
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oenothera5 · 2 years
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Personal Tag Game
I was tagged by @raksh-writes . Hi there!
Last song: “Late Night Talking” by Harry Styles. I really like it- it is such an ear worm. Very excited to see him this fall!
Last TV show: Obi-Wan Kenobi. The cinematography is amazing. Meh on the storyline though. When I die I want Pablo Hidalgo to be a pall bearer so that the Story Group can let me down one last time. Will continue watching just for the visual spectacle!
Currently watching: Also watching Bride of Habaek/Bride of the Water God. The premise started off really well but then never panned out. Instead of the search for the missing stones (which sounded cool) it’s just the two leads moping for each other and the female lead bordering on rude to her employee. Maybe other people would enjoy this plot more, but it is not what I came for. I am only watching to the end because I hate DNFs. [I also have second hero syndrome because the first lead is kinda bland. This is one of Nam Joo-Hyuk’s earliest roles so maybe he was just learning to act or the writers gave him boring material to work with]
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Currently reading: Momo/The Life Before Us by Emile Ajar/Romain Gary. It’s okay. It’s better than some things I’ve read so far this year, but not the greatest. It’s in the category of boyhood/apprenticeship novels. I hope it gets better? I’m only 1/3 of the way through, and I’m supposed to have it done by the end of today. 😳
Tagging (but only if you want to play, as usual!)
@myevilmouse @sunshinerainbowsbts @hannahbee12719 @seokjinger-ale @reliablemittenmain @heilith and @jhopegrandma
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arizonapoppy · 2 years
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Last Line WIP Game
I was tagged by @raksh-writes ! Hello there! I hope you had a restful weekend.
Tag the most recent sentence you wrote for a WIP then tag your writer friends.
I’ll tag @myevilmouse @seokjinger-ale @heilith @herecomessatvrn  and @sunshinerainbowsbts but as always, only if you want to play.
Since it is spoilery, I’m putting it under a cut for my Thryce friends:
“Ready?” Arihnda asked over her shoulder.
“With you? For anything.”
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yujeong · 4 months
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Fanfic Writing - New Year's Resolutions
Hey fellow fic writers <3 I know it's still not the end of the year, but it's December and I'm impatient, so I would like to share with you my writing plans for 2024 and ask you to do so too, if you want to. My Ao3 for convenience is Yuujeong, where you can check out all the things I'll be referencing below. So, in my case, I *hope* that in 2024, I will be able to: - write at least one more chapter for "Little House on the Hill" (I make no promises though, I've kind of moved on from that fic, even though it holds such a special place in my heart) - write and post the third installment of my "Heroes and Villains" series (I have neglected this one for months but I hadn't figured out this fic completely up until last month, when the full picture of it came to me and I managed to get unstuck. Hopefully, next year you'll be reading it) - finish and post the sequel to "Broken Vows" (istg I haven't forgotten it, on the contrary, it haunts my dreams, it's just such a tricky little shit that I ended up asking for help about it. It'll be in such capable hands now, and I hope people will enjoy reading it) - continue my Kim&Pete fic series (the second installment won't be too difficult to write - she says, as if she doesn't need at least a month for a fic to be written and edited before posting - but the one after that will be multi-chaptered and looong, so I'll need time and a lot of effort to pull it off. 2024 *will* see this series written and concluded though, I swear) - ARMPETE!! (I have a fic I've been meaning to work on for months now and it'll probably end up not being multi-chaptered as I intended at first. Unfortunately the inspiration for more than that has run out BUT I will enrich the fandom with this rarepair or so help me-) - write at least one BostonNick fic (there's one that's the most likely to be written, which is about Boston getting a haircut and I think it's cute and would love to explore the idea. Also, a Nick character study fic because my boy deserves the world) - write smut! Yep, in 2024 we're getting horny baby (prepare for some VP somno shenanigans, because there's not nearly enough of it in the fandom and that's a huge shame) - participate in at least one fandom event (the kpts Big Bang, while stressful for multiple reasons, was incredibly fun and I would love to do something like that again - same goes for things like Secret Santa events which are cool too) - try writing fics for some of my other favorite shows besides kpts (kpts was unique in the way only TMNT has been for me before, which was it giving me so many brainworms I needed to express my self artistically in the only way I was capable. In 2024, I would like to revisit some of my favorite shows and figure out if the same can happen with them too) I probably have more to share but I'll leave it here. Now, for the tags, I'd love to see the plans of @wisteria-daydreamer @wretchedamaranth @xxhappy-chickenxx @coleslaww @raksh-writes @mightymightygnomepriest @lu-sn @suzteel @fleet-off @justanothervariant @theoldastronomer @dual-desires @emberfaye @tsttoain @thisautistic and ALL the other people who are escaping my mind rn but their works are equally important! Please, if you want to share your writing plans, do so and tag me, I'd love to see them <3
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msmischief101 · 25 days
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WIP Tag Game
Thanks for the tag @amatchinwater 💖
Rules: If you’re tagged, make a new post and share a few sentences from your most recent unposted WIP(s) with zero context -- Let your followers guess!
WIP #1
“Just answer the question.” Stiles forces a smile on his face. “I’m fine. I don’t know why you’re so worried.” Derek’s features harden almost immediately. “Don’t lie,” he says in a low voice. “Your fake smile doesn’t work on me. Start. Talking.” There’s not much anyone can do but follow his commands whenever Derek gets like this. He’s not going to budge, and he for sure won’t stop pressuring him into talking, no matter how much Stiles twists and turns. “Who’s asking?” But that doesn’t mean he’s not going to try it. “My boss or my boyfriend?”
WIP #2
“Honestly, I just want to help people.” There’s an edge to his voice, and Stiles understands it as the accusation that it is. Theo’s proven himself to them time and time again after the incident with the Dread Doctors. Things have changed, at least between Stiles and him. Perhaps things would be less tense, if Theo agreed to tell at least Jordan and his dad what’s really going on between them. It’s not the only secret Theo wants him to keep. “Dad,” Stiles whispers. [...] “I’m finding that hard to believe,” Sheriff utters, only now turning to face Theo again, “when you just confessed to five murders.”
WIP #3
Once more, however, his name is linked to his romantic life – and the wedding of Tracy Stewart and Theo Raeken. Or rather, the non-wedding. The picture of Theo walking away from the altar and a screaming Tracy is absolutely everywhere. Right beside it, because drama is everything in the media business, is a picture of Brett and Stiles holding hands in public. Thing is that most people weren’t aware of Theo and Stiles’ relationship. Sure, there were a lot of rumors and speculation about them because Stiles went to a lot of Theo’s games, but with how often they broke up and got together again, they never really made it public.
WIP #4
“This can’t get out.” Stiles closes his eyes. “I don’t kiss and tell.” “I mean it. This should’ve never happened.” Stiles lets out a breath and turns around. “Relax, Jordan,” he drawls, rolling his eyes. “I’m going to leave and no one’s ever going to find out.” As long as Jordan manages to act like a normal person around him, that is, which, by the looks of it, seems highly unlikely. Jordan kneads his fingers as he stares at him like a deer in headlights. His shoulders are rigid, his cheeks pale. Overall, he doesn’t look like someone who’s just had an orgasm five minutes ago. “You dad-“ Stiles raises a hand. “Don’t talk about my dad while we’re both still naked.” Drawing his brows together, Jordan looks down at himself - almost as if that thought hasn’t occurred to him. He winces but persists, “he’s my boss.”
Okay, I think these (minus NPFP) are the most recent WIPs I worked on.
I'm tagging @raksh-writes @snaeken @sapphireginger @bundibird and everyone who is interested in participating! 😊💖
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Last Line Tag
Tagged by @thecrookedwriterspath , thank you!
Rules: Write the last sentence you wrote on your WIP, and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence!
I am still working my way through the last two entries of Kinktober 2023, but I'm experiencing a true winter with snow and low temperatures and everything for the first time in like a decade so it's been slow lmao
This'll be for Day 30: Against A Wall
Pride shifted on his feet. “It’s hotter when you make a big deal out of it.”
16 words, 16 people getting tagged
Tagging: @vacantgodling @liv-is @duelistkingdom @abalonetea @sigridhawke @bigblackbutterfly @hextrion @blueinkblot @unbearable-lightness-of-ink @alesseia @sagaduwyrm @raksh-writes @smokedstorybara @ka-du-trur @starlitpage @artbyeloquent
Whew! I did it
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