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themisslili2 days ago
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I want to talk about fanfics that put reader degradation in a positive light. It is very sad that women are trying to convince themselves that being hanged and mistreated while having sex was their idea. We all know where this came from, right? From the porn industry, which was created and developed to please MEN, remember this word, MEN. It is scientifically proven that most men have bad sex when they consume pornography, because there they are taught that women take pleasure in pain. Some may have, and yes I believe it was largely because they were conditioned to think like that. But no one, I repeat no one consciously should like to have their throat bruised, or their parts used without any regard for their own body signals and why? Because it is unnatural, pain of any kind is a warning that something is being harmed. Do you see how this is reflected in how we see ourselves as women? We believe that to have pleasure we need to be used mercilessly, we need to please, give and be hurt, or we are not good lovers, or others cannot be satisfied, and most of the time it is all about male pleasure. And I see this reflected in stories most often written by the women themselves, they write descriptions that affirm the sexual education that they have receiving at the long of the time, it's not their fault... But it is entirely possible to have a pleasure in a different context. No you don't need to choke on someone else's dick to be good, no you don't need to have sex beyond your limits when your body is alerting you that something isn't right and you are not enjoying it, darling...you just don't need . This whole way of thinking has had a heavy financial investment and they still invest a lot, for you to believe it. But it's not necessary. I notice fanfics that are healthier, with a sexual description where consideration and affection are present and it is totally possible to derive pleasure from it. Whatever you prefer about this issue, I hope it's for your own good and satisfaction and YOUR choice, not for the good of an industry that never gave a damn about you. And this way of thinking has been implemented in women's minds by hundreds of years!
... My chest it's less heavier now
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1800-mikeys-slut2 days ago
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饾悜饾悇饾悘饾悁饾悎饾悜 饾悞饾悋饢饾悘 饾悓饾悁饾悞饾悡饾悇饾悜饾悑饾悎饾悞饾悡
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饾悎饾惂饾惌饾惈饾惃饾悵饾惍饾悳饾惌饾悽饾惃饾惂 饾悳饾悺饾悮饾惄饾惌饾悶饾惈
饾悅饾悺饾悮饾惄饾惌饾悶饾惈 饾煆
饾悅饾悺饾悮饾惄饾惌饾悶饾惈 饾煇
饾悅饾悺饾悮饾惄饾惌饾悶饾惈 饾煈
饾悅饾悺饾悮饾惄饾惌饾悶饾惈 饾煉
饾悅饾悺饾悮饾惄饾惌饾悶饾惈 饾煋
饾悅饾悺饾悮饾惄饾惌饾悶饾惈 饾煍
饾悅饾悺饾悮饾惄饾惌饾悶饾惈 饾煏
饾悅饾悺饾悮饾惄饾惌饾悶饾惈 饾煐
饾悅饾悺饾悮饾惄饾惌饾悶饾惈 饾煑
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daryl-dixon-daydreams17 hours ago
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Daryl was peering at you in seeming confusion. 鈥淲hat?鈥 you pressed him. 鈥淚 just鈥擨 didn鈥檛 expect鈥斺 he broke off, a gruff edge to his voice. You gave him another questioning look, still unsure what had him so puzzled.聽鈥淲hat?鈥 you prompted again. 鈥淚 thought鈥擨 thought this was... over.鈥 The word fell from his lips and landed heavily on the floor between the two of you. You were the one now puzzled and confused for a brief moment.聽鈥淒id you... want it to be?鈥 鈥淣o.鈥 He鈥檇 rushed to say it.聽鈥淣o. I just鈥擨 thought鈥斺 He broke off again, looking uneasy. Understand crested and washed over you.聽鈥淒aryl,鈥 you shook your head.聽鈥淲e had a fight. It was just a fight. And I鈥檓 sure we鈥檒l have more. But I鈥檓 not going to run聽when things get the slightest bit hard.聽Even when I鈥檓 mad at you, I still love you.鈥 He stared at you again for a long moment, and you could almost hear the gears in his mind turning. Then, suddenly, his face and ears flushed a little crimson and he ducked your gaze. 鈥淪orry,鈥 he said.聽鈥淚 just鈥擨 ain鈥檛 used to havin鈥 anybody to count on. And I ain鈥檛 used to鈥攗sed to... that...鈥 he drawled. Your expression turned sad.聽鈥淯sed to being loved unconditionally?鈥 You didn鈥檛 wait for even an acknowledgement. You just crossed the space to him and wrapped your arms around his middle. His arms folded around you reflexively.聽 You felt his lips press a kiss down on the top of your head and you smiled and squeezed him tighter. 鈥溾楳 sorry for bein鈥 an ass,鈥 he murmured. 鈥淢e too,鈥 you replied, glancing up to meet his blue eyes.聽鈥淣ow can we go to bed? Together? I slept like shit without you next to me last night.鈥 His mouth curved into a small smile and he nudged his nose up at you in a nod.聽鈥淪ame here. And ya. I鈥檇 like that.鈥 Prompt:聽鈥淓ven when I鈥檓 mad at you, I still love you.鈥
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southernyogimanipuraa day ago
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I found this gem yesterday.
I loved these ladies. Our kind of ladies.
Chris having no idea (or at least he wants us to think he has no idea) of our amazing world called FANFIC PARADISE.
He sounds so innocent about it. Makes me want to read some lines into his ear and then volunteer myself as a tribute.
Chris sir, come join us, we have jelly beans.
Also CC to @afriendlyblackhottie @ramp-it-up @blizzspeaks @buckyownsmylife ( goodess of the writting and source of inspiration) because I always love to read your thoughts about him being a menace.
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sabine-leo2 days ago
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Always been you...
Chapter 2
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Author: @sabine-leo
Genre: Fluff, Friendship, Friends to lovers
Chapter: 2 / ..
Link to Chapter 1
Wordcount: 2292
Song used in this chapter: A-HA Take on me
Summary: Since Toms麓 sister Emma has been your friend since childhood, Tom was a part of your life for about 25 years now. Forming a deep and trusting friendship had been easy. You could count on each other no matter what. SO, when your flat got flooded Tom was the first to offer help and take you in.
But what will living together stir up?
Note: Tags are open!
Comments and reblogs are very much appreciated!
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Chapter 2
Two weeks later, Tom sat in his kitchen and smiled at the sight of you preparing your tea. He really was content with the way the both of you worked together. It was a given, that you麓d know each other well after about 25 years of friendship. The last 10 had been especially close. He knew about your quirks, your heartbreaks, your successes as well as your losses. And Tom knew, that you knew all of it about him too. There was no question in his mind that he would be your friend for as long as he walked the earth. After all, it had been you he麓d go to first鈥hatever the matter. He loved to get your input on his sometimes-nerdy ideas. He loved talking to you till sunrise about things, significant, whimsical or trivial鈥r not talk at all. He just loved to be in your company. Tom could be Tom around you.
Lost in thought he did not register your two attempts on getting his attention. Only when you pinched his thigh did he flinch and furrow his brows at you. 鈥淲hat was that for?鈥 He asked.
鈥淵ou have to leave the house in about 30 minutes鈥nless you want to show up to the party unshaved and dressed in your sweats, I suggest you start getting ready now.鈥 You said with a smile on your lips. Tom glanced at the clock and looked puzzled. 鈥淲hoops, I really should shower and dress about now.鈥 He took a sip of his tea and made a funny face.
You nodded 鈥淛ep鈥o stuff yourself in that tight suit and act all proper and fancy. I麓ll be lolloping on your couch, eating strawberries with dark chocolate and watch a movie.鈥
Tom stuck out his tongue and got up. 鈥淕o on, make me jealous some more鈥︹
You grinned and took a sip of your tea. 鈥淗ave fun鈥麓ll close my door in case you want to bring back company.鈥
Tom huffed. 鈥淚麓ll put a sock on my doorknob then鈥︹ He stole the cup of tea out of your hands and took it with him, taking a sip.
鈥淗ey!鈥 You complained to his laugh.
鈥淭hank you darling, mine had gone cold鈥︹ He singsonged with a chuckle.
25 minutes later, Tom walked into the living room in a bespoke navy blue 3-piece suit.
God, that man looked define. You had to actually make a willing effort to close your mouth.
鈥淲ould you help me with that tie?鈥 He asked and opened up the knot he had made for the third time. Standing up, you walked over to him. Smelling his expensive and almost intoxicating cologne made you a bit lightheaded for a second. You took the tie out of his hands and spoke. 鈥淏end down Hiddleston.鈥 Tom chuckled and did as you wished. With sure hands you fastened the tie in a double Windsor knot and patted his chest. 鈥淭here, all done.鈥 You smiled and Tom pecked your cheek.
鈥淭hank you, darling.鈥 He stood up straight and slowly turned around one time. 鈥淕ood to go?鈥 He asked with a charming and very sexy smile.
鈥淵ou look like you walked right out of a wet dream.鈥 Came out of your mouth before you could stop yourself.
Tom snorted and lifted an eyebrow. 鈥淎 Wet dream? Or your鈥︹
鈥淕o!鈥 You shushed and tried to control the blush.
Tom chuckled and hugged you. 鈥淟eave a strawberry for me, will you?鈥 He said into your ear and kissed your cheek for the second time in 3 minutes before heading out.
A long hot bath and three episodes of your favourite series later you had cuddled up on the couch reading a book out of Toms extensive collection. The reading lamp and some candles were the only light sources you had lit up after the sun had gone to bed. Toms house slowly but surely began to feel like home to you. Even though you knew you needed to go find a new home for yourself, you felt good living here. Maybe it was because of Toms unrelenting ways to put things of your home somewhere into his. You randomly found stuff and asked yourself how he got his hands on them. When you asked Tom, he just answered. 鈥淭hey look like they belong here鈥︹ Or maybe it was because Tom himself was the one constant in your life that had always been there.
You were about to light a fire in the fireplace, musing about your thoughts, when you heard keys unlocking the door. Damn, you had promised to hide out in your room in case he brought company. Making a run for it was not an option.
You probably looked like a dear in headlights when Tom came into the living room, tossing his keys on the table. He looked at you, looked at the log in your hands and your bend forward position. When you did not move, he came over, replicating your position and whispered 鈥淎re we playing statue?鈥
The both of you burst out laughing seconds later. You straightened and looked at him. 鈥淚 forgot that I wanted to hide in my room鈥n case of鈥.鈥 Your voice trailed of looking at the time. 鈥溾hy are you home already?鈥
Tom opened up his suit jacket and hunched down to start the fire.
鈥淚 could think of a better place to be than at this party.鈥 He smiled up at you.
鈥淎nd why aren鈥檛 you there then?鈥 You retorted.
Tom snorted and straightened himself. 鈥淚 am where I want to be, silly!鈥
Smiling softly, you nodded 鈥淎h, the party was that much of a snooze fest, eh?鈥
He laughed out loud and went over to the stereo, turning it on鈥.loud.
鈥淵ES!鈥 He hollered into a slowly fading song. 鈥淭HERE WASN`T EVEN MUSIC TO DANCE.鈥
He threw of his suit jacket and rolled his dress shirt up to his elbows. The tie was gone next. Four buttons of his shirt got opened but the vest stayed on. When the first notes of a new song began to play Tom started to smile and moved to the rhythm. He took your hands and twirled you into his arms.
鈥淭om!鈥 You laughed when he grinned down and took you into a proper dance position鈥nly closer.
鈥淐ome on (Y/N) it is A-HA 鈥.Take me on鈥︹ He grinned, happy with his pun of words. Out of his speakers blasted Take on me from A-HA.
How could you say no to this goof of a man? He would not let you go anyway鈥 So, you started to dance with him wearing his bespoke suit and you wearing that old green shirt and plaided pyjama pants.
I'll be coming for your love, okay?
Tom wrapped your hands around his neck and held you by the waist while he swayed with you through the living room.
Take on me (take on me)
Take me on (take on me)
With another twirl towards the end of the song he had your back against his chest. Singing along into your ear while engulfing you in his strong arms.
You're all the things I've got to remember
You're shying away
I'll be coming for you anyway
The divine smell of him, his closeness and the feel of him invading a lot of your senses made you dizzy. Your belly felt weird. You had never felt like this in his close company.
Take on me (take on me)
Take me on (take on me)
The last notes of the song faded away and Tom kissed your neck. 鈥淪o much better than a party with swollen-headed people.鈥 He hugged you close for a second and turned you around to face him. The genuine smile on his face when his eyes connected with yours stirred another wave of unknown emotions towards your best friend.
鈥淎re there, by chance, strawberries left?鈥 He grinned sweeter than any fruit could ever taste. His hands softly stroked down your back. Keeping you close.
鈥淚n the fridge.鈥 You answered and were already heading towards the kitchen. Maybe some room to breath something else than his scent would clean your head. You could seriously tell that you havn麓t had time to date in about 2 years. Seemed like it was time to start again since you encountered symptoms of hormones around your best friend. Like those hungry cartoon characters who imagined food wherever they looked.
Toms麓 gaze followed you into the kitchen. He frowned for a second and took in a deep breath. Through the whole of the evening, he had thought about getting home. Seeing you in that bloody old green shirt had made him smile. You looked good in green. And it wasn麓t for the reason that he was fond of the colour because of Loki. Even in this old shirt and pyjama pants you were more beautiful than any of those pampered women he had met at the party tonight.
Tom got rid of the vest and tugged his dress shirt out of his pants. His shoes and socks already gone. Turning the volume of the music down to normal, he unbuttoned the rest of his shirt and put more wood into the fire.
With your head nearly inside the fridge it at least cooled down the heat in your cheeks. Damn him and his good looks. Maybe his charm began to work again after all? If you麓d be honest with yourself it wasn麓t only his looks that spoke for him. It was the whole human he was. Kind, sweet, funny, bright, lovable, giving. You probably would find another 20 adjectives that fit him effortlessly.
Sighing, you took out the chocolate covered strawberries and went back into the living room.
Tom turned towards you with a cheeky grin on his face.
鈥淪till wet dream material? I am after all half undressed.鈥
Groaning you planted the plate onto the table and flopped down on the couch, hiding in a cuddly blanket. 鈥淭his is so much worse, Hiddleston!鈥
Tom roared out laughing. 鈥淚麓ll undress鈥ust give me a second.鈥 The shirt fell鈥
鈥淧ut those abs away from me!鈥 You chastised and stuffed a strawberry into your mouth.
鈥淥i. Don麓t start without me.鈥 Tom complained and slumped down next to you.
鈥淒idn麓t I say: put those abs away?鈥 You asked trying to sound stern.
Tom smiled and said 鈥淚 thought you are immune to my charms?鈥
鈥淚 am having a weak moment鈥︹ You muttered.
He had the audacity to grin stupidly and put a strawberry against your lips.
鈥淭hen I shall enjoy it while it lasts鈥︹
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Thinking about last night when he lay awake in his bed early in the morning made him realise that he had been philandering鈥ig time. The why he could not pinpoint. It just had felt right and he sensed the urge to get closer to you growing every day you were near him. His vibrating phone yanked him out of his thoughts.
鈥淢other dearest!鈥 He greeted the caller.
鈥淕ood morning, Thomas. Up for a breakfast with your mother? I麓ll bring the baked goods, you put on the kettle for tea?! Your sister needed to go to work and I thought I could make the most out of my stay and come by visit my boy.鈥
Tom chuckled and sat up in his bed. 鈥淵ou are always welcome, you know that. Could you bring a bit more? (Y/N) is living with me and I know she麓ll die for some fresh baked croissants鈥︹
鈥(Y/N) moved in? Oh dear, did I wake the both of you?鈥
Tom interrupted. 鈥淣o鈥o..no.. She has the guest room. Her flat got flooded. We麓ll get you up to speed when you are here.鈥
He could swear his mother said too bad before telling him she麓ll be there in fifteen and hanging up.
Tom got up, dressed in sweats and a t-shirt and set the table.
Some thirty minutes later his mother and him already had a good laugh when he heard you shuffling down the hallway. 鈥淭here she comes.鈥 He grinned and Diana turned towards the door.
鈥淒iana.鈥 You smiled and your face was telling how much you loved to see her.
鈥(Y/N).鈥 Diana stood and hugged you. 鈥淭om already gave me a run down of your last weeks. Dear, I am so sorry.鈥 Diana motioned for you to sit and grinned when she recognized the green shirt.
鈥淚t probably will be a pain in the rear to find a new flat if you can麓t stand this one鈥檚 company any longer.鈥 She winked at you and said to Tom. 鈥淏e good鈥he is family.鈥
Tom nodded and grinned. 鈥淭hen she can麓t get rid of me鈥︹
鈥淚 already knew that, Thomas鈥nd believe me, I tried in the beginning. But you are like a boomerang.鈥 You teased back and kissed Dianas cheek. 鈥淏e right back, I麓ll quickly dress properly.鈥
Diana waved your comment away. 鈥淪it, child. I barged in on the both of you. And it is a nice reminder of the good old days when you all sat in my kitchen. Toms鈥 old shirt still fits it seems.鈥
Tom鈥檚 mouth fell open for a split second.
鈥淚 grew into it鈥︹ You said with a blush towards Tom and started to eat.
When Tom walked his mother out later that morning, he couldn麓t help but ask. 鈥淢y old green shirt?鈥
Diana smiled at him and nodded. 鈥淵ou gave it to (Y/N) when she stayed over offhand. Emma said she got something that麓d fit better but you insisted鈥 saying green would be better than pink.鈥 His mother laughed. 鈥淪he must have kept it all those years.鈥 To Toms confused look she shook her head in a motherly way. Softly she patted Tom鈥檚 cheek and sighed.
鈥淵ou have always been blind for the things directly in front of you鈥︹
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type1diabetesinfandom9 hours ago
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I鈥檓 so excited about this!!!
When I first started looking for fanfiction with type 1 diabetes in it, I was pretty disheartened to find several hundred fics鈥攅ach and every one having a high chance of being tagged incorrectly by people trying to be funny instead of accurate.
I knew I would eventually wade through every one to find what I could, and I made the T1D in Fandom AO3 collection to easily mark the ones that actually had diabetes.
I鈥檓 nowhere near done 馃槹 but I鈥檝e managed to find one hundred and one fics so far that really do have t1d in them, or a very select few without that show low/high blood glucose well enough to respect.
The statistics of what we鈥檝e got to offer readers so far:
The collection鈥檚 works:
25 stories with a type 1 diabetic main/POV character
It says 27 fandoms, but that鈥檚 because if you tag Batman (All Media Types) AND Batman (Comics), it counts those as individual fandoms. It鈥檚 really more like 18. Which is still a pretty impressive number.
Those 18 fandoms range from popular ones like Marvel, DC, and Star Wars to more niche ones like Grimm, the Baby-Sitters Club, and Lazytown.
Ratings include Teen and Up (13), General (10), Unrated (1), and Mature (1)
Warnings include None Apply (17) and None Chosen (9)
Categories include Gen (9), M/M (9), F/M (2), and Other (1)
The fandoms with the most fics are Supernatural (3) and Spiderman (Tom Holland Movies) (3) tied for first place
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The Collection鈥檚 bookmarks:
76 works that have something to offer for a diabetic
No idea how many fandoms. A lot?
Fandoms range from Harry Potter, Marvel, and SPN to Mass Effect, My Hero Acadamia, and the Walking Dead.
Ratings include Teen and Up (40), General (24), Not Rated (9), Mature (3), and Explicit (1)
Warnings include None Apply (46), None Chosen (14), Graphic Violence (3), Major Character Death (1), Rape/Non-con (1), and Underage (1)
Categories include Gen (39), F/M (21), M/M (16), F/F (4), Other (2), and Multi (1)
The Fandoms with the most fics are Harry Potter (7), The Avengers (6), and Mass Effect (4)
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Let鈥檚 take a closer look at the bookmarker鈥檚 tags:
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56 bookmarks have the main/POV character with diabetes
18 do NOT have a POV Character with diabetes
8 have only a secondary character with diabetes
54 explicitly feature Type 1 Diabetes 馃コ
12 have Unspecified Diabetes Mellitus. Some are more obvious than others because they鈥檒l show an insulin pump or similar, but I decided to leave them in the Unspecified tag for whatever reason at the time.
3 involve non-diabetic hypoglycemia
1 explicitly features Type 2 Diabetes
14 have an external source (hosted off the Archive, mostly FFN but maybe a few from Wattpad or Quotev)
7 have been tagged with Medical Inaccuracies
20 bookmarks have been rec鈥檇 (recommended) (which I try to save for the best)
Most popular Diabetic Characters are:
鈥riginal Diabetic Characters (10+)
鈥iabetic Reader (4)
鈥nd Diabetic Female Ryder | Sara (4) (thanks @rpgwrites)
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Top 5 most prolific writers by number of diabetic fics:
Carbon65 @radioactivepigeons
kxteflxming
RPGwrites @rpgwrites
witchry9 @ijustreallylovedaredevil
drekkerie @tragedyboycentral
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I am so so happy to have managed to find over 100 fics for this collection. I couldn鈥檛 believe it. I know there aren鈥檛 a lot of t1d people reading and writing fanfiction, but we are out there.
If anyone sees this who鈥檚 written a character with type 1 in a fic, I want to thank you SO much for doing so, whether or not you yourself are diabetic. Know that your time and effort are much appreciated. 鉂わ笍 You are wonderful 鉂わ笍
To any fic readers out there; if you know of a fic (or any fan content, actually) with t1d rep, please tag me on it! I鈥檇 be thrilled to keep adding fics and get that number even higher.
(Can we reach 150? 馃 馃)
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manunellea day ago
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Masterlist
Since the semester is finally at its end, I decided to create a post to organize what I鈥檝e written and what I plan to write. It鈥檚 more about me having a way to organize myself, but it also serves for anyone who wants to consult it. tbh I should be finishing an English test now, but I don鈥檛 feel like it, so let鈥檚 go.聽
Ikemen Sengoku
High School! AU {Scenario}聽聽
Cat! AU {Headcanons}聽聽
How many kids would they have + which kind of parent would they be {TO BE WRITTEN}
Ikemen Revolution
How many kids would they have {Headcanons}聽
Alice with an abusive partner {Scenario}聽 聽-READ THE WARNINGS-
Red {Fanfic} - READ THE WARNINGS-聽
Black {Fanfic} (Part 2 of聽鈥淩ed鈥) -READ THE WARNINGS-
Ikemen Vampire
The mansion residents acting like the family they are {TO BE WRITTEN}
How many kids would they have {TO BE WRITTEN}
The mansion residents acting like MC鈥檚 brothers {TO BE WRITTEN}
How many kids would they have {TO BE WRITTEN}
Destined to Love聽
MC having to deal with the dorks aka every single character of this game {TO BE WRITTEN}
How many kids would they have {TO BE WRITTEN}
Midnight Cinderella
A MC that doesn鈥檛 show emotions {TO BE WRITTEN}
How many kids would they have {TO BE WRITTEN}
Ikemen Prince
How many kids would they have + which kind of parent would they be {TO BE WRITTEN}
Which kind of MC would better suit the princes {TO BE WRITTEN}聽
The princes taking care of their newborn child {TO BE WRITTEN}聽
Samurai Love Ballad Party
Which kind of MC would better suit the warlords {TO BE WRITTEN}
Kenshin + a shy MC {TO BE WRITTEN}聽
How many kids would they have {TO BE WRITTEN}
Which kind of parent would they be {TO BE WRITTEN}聽
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馃挏Passing Notes - Agatha Harkness x fem!Reader (she/they pronouns)馃挏 Modern High school teacher Au
Ch 1 馃挏Chapter 14馃挏Ch 15
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Summary: y/n had no intention of becoming a Westview resident again, but here they are, moving into their parents鈥 old home and taking a job as an English teacher at their old high school. While these sudden changes hadn鈥檛 been part of y/n鈥檚 life plan, what they really didn鈥檛 expect was to come face to face with the former graduate that her Musical performances had always been compared to during high school, Agatha Harkness. They also didn鈥檛 expect this older woman to take such an interest in her, despite y/n distant demeanor. (Two former Westview leading ladies turned high school teachers develop an interesting relationship over their first school year together)
Warnings: alcohol consumption
Word count: 3,275
A/N: Hello again, loves!馃挏 I'm back from my break and happy to be posting. We're getting into some holiday shenanigans, which I'm very excited to write about. I would like to preface that I'm trying to keep things as neutral as I can, but I think a lot of the winter activities are likely going to be pretty "Christmas" since that's what I celebrate and know.
I also hope you all don't mind that I named y/n's family. I wasn't sure how people feel about that, but I'm not personally bothered by it in other fics. But for now, it's domestic cooking time! Besides that, I hope you enjoy and as always, feel free to leave questions or comments in my comments or ask box, and happy reading! 馃挏
Tag List: @danvers97 @romanottsmaximoff @500daysofmarissa
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You decided that Halloween was now your new favorite holiday just because of that brief moment you had shared. After returning home with the ice, you settled in next to Darcy to watch the rest of the Shining with Agatha close beside you. She鈥檇 sneakily slipped her hand into yours and held on tight for the rest of the evening as you exchanged warm glances with one another. You felt her squeeze your hand whenever she got startled by the film, and you had done the same.
Once November rolled around, your schedule suddenly flooded more than you ever would have expected. Apparently, your seniors liked you more than you thought they did and now you had three college recommendation papers to work on. This wasn鈥檛 a huge deal, but you had to focus to get them finished. Fortunately, it wasn't as hard as you thought and they got done relatively quickly.
Unfortunately, this also meant that Agatha had been extra busy in the past few weeks. Nearly every senior had her at some point during their secondary education, and, all of them seemed to agree that she would be a perfect candidate for a senior rec letter. You鈥檇 planned on a date together earlier in the week, but with another three papers added on to her pile, she had regretfully canceled on you, which you completely understood. You still couldn鈥檛 help being a little disappointed.
It was a Friday, coming into school and you found a familiar note on your desk that had you smiling as you sip your coffee.
Hello Darling,
I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but I wound be coming in today -
You frowned, looking up from the note. You strained your neck to try and peak through her office and into her classroom through the ajar door. Sure enough, you caught sight of a sub milling about her classroom and writing their name on the whiteboard. You sighed and read the note once more.
I truly have missed your company these past few evenings. But, once these letters are finished and the holiday rush has passed, I promise that I鈥檓 all yours.
- Agatha H. 鉂わ笌
Sure, the note had been short and likely unnecessary, but you couldn鈥檛 help grin at the gesture behind it. Did she have to write the note at all? No, of course, she didn鈥檛. She could have called or texted you the exact message. But somehow it felt special, the way she took the time to write a little message for you.
You smiled, wrinkling your nose. Little things like this from Agatha made you feel like a teenager again. For a long time, that didn鈥檛 feel possible. But here you were, giddy as a schoolgirl all because of a note from your-
You hesitated then. What was Agatha to you? You hadn鈥檛 been dating long now. It had only been a few months and you counted four dates. You leaned back on your desk, holding onto the note as you but the inside of your cheek. Could you consider Agatha your girlfriend now? Or was that something you needed to talk about? It felt like a topic of conversation, but in past relationship鈥檚 your partner at some point assumed you were their girlfriend.
You grimace now as your previously good mood was spoiled by your own overthinking. You moved off of your desk and put the note back where you had found it, tucked beneath your other papers. You needed to print some files before class, so you took your coffee along with you as you mulled over the soup of thoughts flowing through your brain.
In her note, Agatha had mentioned the upcoming holiday season, which brought back a thought you had but quickly shot down. You already had your winter break plans all laid out, except for a few loose ends, but that wasn鈥檛 a problem. Darcy would be along with you like she always was, but what if you invited Agatha along too? As far as you knew, Darcy wouldn鈥檛 mind, honestly, she鈥檇 be thrilled to embarrass you in front of your family by teasing you about your new girlfriend? (You still didn鈥檛 know how the word 鈥済irlfriend鈥 felt).
You also had no idea what Agatha鈥檚 plans might be. Maybe she had planned some foreign getaway months in advance and she鈥檚 shut you down before you could even ask her! You rethought that as you opened the door to the teacher鈥檚 lounge, relieved to be alone. Thinking realistically, Agatha would never 鈥渟hut down鈥 anything you had to say. At least, not in a disrespectful way.
You sighed heavily, finishing your coffee as you began making your coffee. You know you were overthinking all of this, which was silly. Even if she couldn鈥檛 or didn鈥檛 want to spend the winter break with you, she鈥檇 tell you nicely.
鈥淵ou know, y/n, the only way that you will ever know is if you suck it up and ask her yourself,鈥 you finally mumbled to yourself. You shook your head and took a deep breath as the copier beeped and scanned your papers. Right then you made the decision, you鈥檇 ask her, regardless of what her response may or may not be.
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You began to rethink your approach as you now stood on her front porch with a bag of unprepared food tightly in hand. Maybe she had already eaten, you questioned, checking the time.
鈥淪top freaking out, it鈥檚 only four,鈥 you hissed through your teeth, running your fingers through your hair to flatten any loose bits. You felt yourself starting to fidget and know if you kept standing here, staring at her door, you'd eventually flake out. So, with that in mind and a sudden rush of anxious adrenaline, your hand shot out and rang the doorbell before you could run away.
Now, you stood on her porch with bowling anxiety in your belly. You must look like a girl scout preparing to sell their first box of cookies, you thought. The idea made you blush with embarrassment. You occupied your mind with the speech you had planned all day and practiced in the car. Repeating the words helped you relax some. Only for all of the mellow energy to fly out the window as soon as the door opened.
鈥淲ell hello, hun! I wasn鈥檛 expecting you,鈥 Agatha said with a bright smile. She leaned against the door frame, crossing her arms as she watched you with an expectant look in her eyes. It took you a moment to despond, as you were distracted by her glasses and messy bun, as well as her never before seen casual wear. You blinked and laughed nervously.
鈥淪orry, I meant to call,鈥 you murmured. 鈥淚 got your note this morning and I missed you, so I grabbed something to cook and came over,鈥 you babbled, only now realizing how weird you might look. You felt your face go bright red and cursed you ill planning.
鈥淚 hope that鈥檚 alright. If not I can come another time-鈥 you began only for her to let out a warm laugh and shake her head.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e cute, you know that?鈥 she interrupted you, which quickly stopped any more words from formulating in your brain. She moved forward and took the grocery bag from your hands, her free hand gripping your bicep as she planted a quick kiss on your cheek. You felt like you might keel over right on the spot, due to your heart hammering as loudly as it was. 鈥淐ome on in,鈥 she said finally, her shiny smile being the only thing you could focus on at the moment as you blindly followed her into the house.
Once you finally grounded yourself, you could fully appreciate her decorative eye. Her home had a vintage, yet Victorian air to it. Most of the wood looked as though it was original and well cared for over the years. Her furniture wasn鈥檛 part of any pre-bought set, yet it matched each other and the vibe of the room perfectly.
鈥淔eel free to hang up your things by the door. And take off your shoes, if you'd like,鈥 Agatha called from where you assumed was the kitchen. You did as you were offered, hanging up your coat and scarf, followed by spilling of your shoes. You padded through the house with your sock feet as you went to find her, admiring the stairway banister as you traveled.
You did found her in the kitchen, which was bright and tiled with many accents of green scattered all around. She had young herbs growing on the windowsills and old ones hanging out to dry, which gave the room an overwhelming earthly scent. You noted that she had one of those ceiling racks that had some of her pans and skillets hanging over the island counter like a chandelier.
Fresh light streamed through the white curtains that drape over the window seat of a breakfast nook, tucked in the back of the kitchen. Agatha had laid out all of the ingredients you had grabbed at the grocery and observed them curiously like she was trying to figure out what you were making.
鈥淚t's a salmon pasta dish my mom taught me to make,鈥 you interrupted her as she happened to be holding the fish. She looked up at you and smiled, arching her brow.
鈥淪ounds interesting,鈥 she said simply and you smiled back. She put down the fish and leaned forward on the counter, crossing her arms as she studied you. 鈥淲hat鈥檚 got you thinking about me?鈥 she asked unprompted. You crinkled your nose as you smiled and you shrugged with a playful air.
鈥淚 dunno. Maybe I鈥檝e been thinking about you because I haven't seen you recently and I was very touched by the note you left,鈥 you offered her. She hummed with a grin.
鈥淪o you've missed me,鈥 she translated. You laughed and rolled your eyes.
鈥淔ine, yes, I missed you,鈥 you offered her. 鈥淚 missed you, and now I want to cook something for you because you've been working too much,鈥 Agatha continued to smile and wordlessly leaned off of the counter and walked around to your side of the counter. You watched her the whole time and naturally wrapped your arms around her shoulders as hers came close enough to snake around your waist. She gazed into your eyes for a moment before she leaned in, and you eagerly accepted her company.
Kissing Agatha felt like a fire had been lit in your belly. Her touch was so warm, bordering on hot, yet she wasn鈥檛 demanding or overbearing. She was soft and gentle and she felt like yours. It was exciting, yet terrifying at the same time. Almost like she was a risk that you were taking.
You pulled away from the kiss and her lips began to trail down your jaw, then your neck. You relaxed into the feeling as her hands squeezed your hips. A long sigh fell from your lips, only to turn into a yelp as you felt her bite down on the attachment between your neck and shoulder. She pulled away with a laugh as you gently smacked her shoulder, but laughed along with her nonetheless.
鈥淚 missed you too if you didn鈥檛 notice,鈥 she murmured. You bit your bottom lip as you smiled before you pecked her lips again and moved towards the laid-out ingredients. You began to organize the food around you as Agatha watched. 鈥淲hat do you need,鈥 she asked, moving towards her assorted pots and pans.
鈥淎 skillet for the salmon and cream sauce, and then a pot for the pasta. Also a strainer,鈥 you listed. 鈥淎nd a cutting board,鈥 you quickly added, realizing you needed something to cut the fish on. Agatha promptly responded, sliding a cutting board in front of you as she set a skillet on the stove at medium heat. You began to prep the fish with a knife from Agatha鈥檚 knife block, cutting off the thin, silver sheet of scales, then dicing it into cleanly cut cubes. Once that was finished, you buttered the pan a fair amount and let the fish begin to brown.
The kitchen filled with an assortment of sounds as Agatha filled her chosen pot with water that would soon be boiled and the salmon simmered in the butter. Using a pair of tongs, you flipped the pieces of fish over to find the coral-orange color replaced by a warm golden crisp.
You weren't fully paying attention, but you heard Agatha hook up her phone to a Bluetooth speaker, perched on one of her shelves. The speaker began to play some song that you vaguely recognized, which had you mindlessly humming along. You were about to turn around and get your sauce ingredients ready when you felt familiar warm hands wrap around your waist, crossing over your stomach. You jumped slightly at the sensation and your ears went red at the humming laughter in your ear.
鈥淎gatha, I鈥檓 trying to cook,鈥 you attempted to protest, though your words lost their bite as you giggled. The history teacher behind you hummed, her nose brushing against your neck as she began to kiss you again. You shivered and turned the skillet鈥檚 burner down as the pasta water began to bubble. She gave you enough room to turn in her arms and your hands came up to rest on her chest. She said nothing, only humming to the music as she gazed at you. It was unnerving, having her undivided attention like this, but you couldn't escape it.
鈥淭he water鈥檚 going to boil over,鈥 she eventually commented. You shook out of your thoughts and she released you to pour the fettuccine into the bubbling pot, in addition to adding a generous amount of salt. You put the salmon bits on a plate with a paper towel so they could rest, then you began to make the cream sauce in the already prepared skillet.
Making the rest of the meal didn鈥檛 take long. Things were quiet, other than the clanging of pans and the low reverberation of the speaker. Once the cream sauce with greens was finished and the noodles were done boiling and drained, you took it upon yourself to assemble it all and dish it out onto two plates. Agatha gratefully took her dish, setting it on the breakfast nook table before she moved away again. She pulled a white wine out of the fridge, along with two glasses (one that she filled with ice for herself). She showed you what she had and wiggled her brow, which made you laugh as she sashayed over to the table, then slid in beside you.
She ended up much closer to you than expected, and she had room to move if she wanted to, but she didn鈥檛 bother. You didn鈥檛 either, finding that you enjoyed the proximity to her. She poured you a glass, then one of her own, and took a long sip before she began eating. You hadn鈥檛 started on your plate, seemingly waiting for her approval. She smiled and nodded your way as she chewed her first bite and you couldn鈥檛 help shyly smiling back at her.
鈥淪o, how have your papers been getting on?鈥 you asked her after a few beats of content silence. Agatha finished her sip of wine and sighed, topping off both of your glasses.
鈥淥h, they're fine. I have maybe one or two more to finish than the shop鈥檚 closed,鈥 she joked. 鈥淲hat about you, darling? How have you been?鈥 she asked. She shrugged, finishing the bite of salmon that you had taken.
鈥淚鈥檓 alright. Busy, but alright,鈥 you glanced down at your plate, then back at her, wondering if this could be an opening for some of your questions. You licked your lips quickly then went for it with a breathy laugh. 鈥淢y mother has already started making holiday plans for the winter break, which seems early to me,鈥 you murmured. Agatha nodded but said nothing more. You set down your fork, nudged your plate away, and crossed your arms on the table as you swirled your wine, leaning closer to her.
鈥淒o you have any kind of Holiday plans?鈥 you asked. Agatha seemed mildly surprised by the question, but shook her head.
鈥淣o. But what might you be doing?鈥 she asked, tilting her head as she gazed at you.
鈥淚鈥檓 going out west. Oregon and California, specifically. My parents have a vacation home in Oregon that's close to the California coast where they鈥檝e been living,鈥 you explained. 鈥淢y sisters driving down here and she鈥檒l pick Darcy and me up for our flight,鈥
鈥淒arcy鈥檚 coming along with you?鈥 Agatha questioned, shifting out of her seat and standing to take the dishes over to the sink. You began to move but she waved you off without batting an eye. 鈥淵ou cooked. I鈥檒l clean and you can talk to me,鈥 she insisted.
鈥淒arcy joins us for major holidays most years. She鈥檚 not super close with her family and my parents love having her around,鈥 you chucked to yourself and sighed. 鈥淪he鈥檚 like a fourth kid to them at this point,鈥 Agatha smiled as she rinsed off the dishes in the skink, then loaded them into the dishwasher. You stared into your wine glass, watching the opaque liquid foam around the glass. 鈥淵ou know, you'd be welcomed, if you wanted to come along,鈥 you eventually offered her. She seemed surprised by the idea and stopped what she was doing.
鈥淥f course I understand if you have other plans or need to think about it-鈥 you immediately backtracked, fidgeting with your hair as you bit the inside of your cheek. Agatha laughed, then hummed as she thought over the idea. She walked back to you, sliding into her seat once more, and took your hand while you weren't paying attention.
鈥淚 told you I didn't have plans, didn鈥檛 I?鈥 she smiled. You froze, then laughed at yourself, covering your face with your hand as you shook your head.
鈥淪orry, I鈥檓 just nervous,鈥 you confessed. Agatha laughed, then moved your hand out of your face so she could look at you.
鈥淲hy might that be?鈥 she asked you.
鈥淚 like you, a lot, and I don鈥檛 want to mess things up or move too fast,鈥
鈥淚f things were moving too fast, then I鈥檇 tell you, promise,鈥 Agatha instead, squeezing your hand.
鈥淭hen you鈥檒l think about it?鈥 you asked sheepishly.
鈥淐onsider it thought about,鈥 she murmured, shifting forward so she could kiss your forehead. 鈥淛ust tell me all the details I鈥檒l need, your flight and I鈥檒l buy a plane ticket tomorrow,鈥 you couldn鈥檛 help grinning, but still felt worried about it.
鈥淵ou won't feel overwhelmed meeting my family so soon? I鈥檒l be honest, I adore them, but they can be a lot all at once,鈥 you confessed. Agatha hummed, brushing her fingertips along your jaw and cheek as she nodded.
鈥業鈥檓 ok. I want to meet your family because they are part of you. And I want to know everything about you,鈥 you felt like melting into her arms right then and there. 鈥淏ut how do you want to introduce me?鈥 she asked. You almost laughed, realizing it was the same question you had asked yourself earlier that morning.
鈥淚鈥檇 be fine calling you whatever you'd like, but I鈥檓 personally partial to something along the lines of girlfriend or partner,鈥 you said with shy confidence. Agatha鈥檚 eyes practically lit up and she nodded.
鈥淚 like that. I like that a lot,鈥 she murmured before she kissed you all over again.
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CHARACTER ASK GAME
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11. Do you think you have something in common with them?
12. Do you ever wanted to slap them? Why?
13. What would you do if they kiss you?
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I love and appreciate fanfic authors, but I read their notes and I have to wonder what fucked up shit they did in a past life to make god hate them so much. Like why do the worst things happen to fanfic authors and they just brush over it. I鈥檒l be reading a fluffy fic and the notes will be 鈥渉ey sorry the fic is late both my parents died, I鈥檓 in hospital right now, and my house burnt down. anyway hope u enjoy this chapter!!鈥 bro???? Are you okay?????
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1800-mikeys-slut2 days ago
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饾悜饾悇饾悘饾悁饾悎饾悜 饾悞饾悋饢饾悘
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IDEALLY EVERYTHING HURT YOU WERE struggling to fight back, you wanted to fight back, but what could you possibly do when three guys taller than you are jumping you. The only possible thing you could do was keep your head buried in your arms and grunt out in pain.
"Y/n!?- what the fuck are you doing? Get away from my cousin" you heard a familiar voice a few feet away from you as paced footsteps come closer.
The sound of a someone being hit and a groan. Then another, the gravel under you that piled up on your clothes leaving dirt stains on your work clothes began to make your mouth go dry and your breaths coming out as heaving
You had small scuff marks of dirt on your face, your eyes were glassed over and you could feel the bruises forming on your arms legs and near your neck.
"You're crazy!" One of the injured boys yelled grabbing at his friends and running off. "You're damn right, I have a taser in my bag you come back over here and you'll be feeling a jolt every time you blow your nose you tall fuck" Your cousin exclaimed.
"Sons of bitches" she grunts as she walks over to your figure that was in the fetal position you cradling your stomach out of pain.
"Ari why are you here, you got off work an hour ago" you said to her giving her a judgmental look.
"You should be at home too, you had work all day" you groan as a pain shot through your rib cage as you sit up your palms pushing into the pebbles and dirt on the ground as you lean back.
"I knew you were here cause when I went home your sister said you didn't come home like you promised" she quirked her brow at you cocking her head waiting for your explanation.
"I was working on my friends bike, he had to catch a ride to some gang meet up or something so I took him, I was on my way to get something to eat so I locked up. I was in a hurry to come back to finish working on his fucked up engine" you say as you try and stand up on sore legs.
You looked like a newborn deer walking, your legs felt small jolts of pain but nothing you can't handle.
"Chill out for a second, you just got jumped and the first thing you wanna do is fix an engine?, what's wrong with it anyways?" She asks giving you a weird look.
She knows nothing about bikes or cars but she has always been interested about the passion you shared with your grandfather for years to come. Arianna knows how to operate and ride a motorcycle just not the in's and outs of one like you do.
"The spark plug and crank are rusty and almost too old, he says he knows about bikes but doesn't have time to fix it as of right now" you explain.
"How does that keep the bike from being messed up?" She asks, all those questions being answered but you ignored her this time as you walk past the shop on your way to the cafe.
"Hello? Y/n I know you just heard me don't act like you need a hearing aid, where the fuck are you going the house is that way" she points in the opposite direction making you roll your eyes.
"To the cafe, m'gonna fix that engine by daylight so tell my sister don't worry the garage will be closed" you deadpanned continuously walking to your bike as you fish the keys out of your pocket that was filled with junk, screws, and bolts from Mikeys bike.
"Goodnight Arianna, and when I come back to the shops I don't want you there, just get on your bike and go back to the house please" you say desperation hinted in your voice.
"Goodnight y/n love you" she grumbled not putting up a fight knowing how stubborn you can be. Walking off to her own motorcycle and starting it up riding back the way she came from.
You sigh starting up your bike again flipping the kick stand and riding off down the road, the street lights looking like flickers as you pass them seeing the closed stores and sleepy neighborhoods.
A/n: if you want to read from the beginning here is the master list, and if you want to be in the tag list to keep up with updates just comment also none of these chapters are proof read :)
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legendofgigia year ago
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Today, I just want everyone to be a little grateful that we have archiveofourown.org in our lives.
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dvlmyga month ago
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鈥 BABYDON鈥橳GO.
tw: fluff. | REQUESTS ARE OPEN ! REQUEST ANYTHING FOR GUARDS / FRONT MAN ! |
鈥渟ang woo isn鈥檛 the only one who seems to crush on you. where the guards seem to find a way to always let you win.鈥
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鈥淚鈥檝e seen the way they keep helping you.鈥 218, Cho Sang-Woo spoke, they gave you more food than the others and they had even threatened him. Imagine their shock when he told them that he liked you just as much too.
Of course the front man sees what their doing however he makes no move to stop them. In all dues he seems to like the way they give you special treatment, they give you a thicker blanket that nobody notices.
When that player is screaming to go to the bathroom and you ask too, it鈥檚 immediately done and suddenly you鈥檙e being escorted to the bathroom. She doesn鈥檛 seem to notice the special treatment, you note.
Of course they all notice - the little hand squeezes and the little side hugs, letting you win when you crack your shape. Not letting you compete in all the other games.
But they keep quiet, you would too if it was your life on the line. Be quiet and don鈥檛 ask somebody about why their winning so you can live? Their quiet.
鈥渂aby don鈥檛 go.鈥
They鈥檒l never let you go, silly.
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solaceinfandoms10 months ago
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Wanda is literally living her ao3/wattpad life.... I mean...
Perfect life with love of your life? Check. Living in a different era the way you want? Check. Cute kids with your s/o? Check. Different outfits and style and looks with absolutely no one questioning you? Check.
She鈥檚 living a fix-it fic. 100k words, no angst. Only fluff.
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hestia-is-superior8 months ago
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I can't believe fanfiction is free. I need to pay for water, I need to pay for food, I need to pay for energy, I need to pay for LIVING. But I can read a couple of millions and thousands of stories about my favorite characters FOR FREE?
And of course that all couldn't been done without fanfiction writers. You guys are amazing! :')
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