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agendabymooner · 5 months

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pride & pettiness || jb22 series (1)

jenson button x ofc (british actress!ofc)

EXTENSION TO THE MR. DARCY TYPE (SMAU)

Summary: Ada James Abbott was an actress first and a writer second, but it seems like meeting a certain Jenson Button added more to her title as she learned to love and list down the most significant moments of her life with him.

OR her book, Mr. Driver, consisted of diary entries and memories that Ada remembered still to this day. These are the contents of the journals.

Content warning: Use of explicit language, Pride & Prejudice references, email exchanges, journal entries + scenarios (per time skip), fluff, yearning, Mr. Darcy & Lizzie Bennet dynamic (with a bit more humour and less aloofness), strangers to situationship to lovers??

Note: I’ve been talking to @daaiissyyyyy about sharing this thing because I have kept it in my drafts for a while. This may not continue or may continue but enjoy xx

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i. 2004 In which, Ada and Jenson met for the first time. Also when the British actress found him attractive until he started talking.

JOURNAL ENTRY 1: SILVERSTONE 2004 — MR. HONDA DRIVER IS A HANDSOME GIT

I thought Hugh Dancy was the most attractive and insufferable man to have ever existed. But then my manager generously forced me to attend a race in Silverstone that eventually led me to some man named Jenson Button. He graced the grid with his boyish smile and his trademark charm that made me wonder if girls had ever fallen to their knees to be with him.

But his charm was arrogance in disguise. Who would have thought that a man so handsome could be stupid enough to downplay a stranger’s ability? Especially if he hadn’t seen enough of what I do? He doesn’t even know who I am and I don’t think that he is ever interested to know— but his jokes said otherwise. The endless flirting wasn’t the only thing that had my face flushing.

I probably overthink his jokes and had taken it to heart. But I can’t be blamed for that. He’s just attractive and I thought that he had potential. Then again, I shouldn’t expect too much from men.

SILVERSTONE, ENGLAND

Martin Brundle and his Grid Walk was the best part of the race; each celebrity or guest who graced the race with their presence loved having a conversation with him.

Ada James Abbott’s experience, however, was something of a memorable one. After all, meeting the most handsome man to have ever existed happened there. Live on the telly with his stupid attractive smile.

“The movie, King Arthur, is in its first box office week. You happened to play Guinevere,” Martin pointed out, making Ada nod and grin.

She stood next to him with all the smiles that she could offer — just happy to be recognized by someone in this industry of sports. The former driver then continued, “And you’re here in the grid now to spectate and enjoy the race— do tell: why were you not here the last time when the Pirates of the Caribbean movie came out? We were anticipating your appearance as you have obviously played the role of Elizabeth Swann. I was hoping to tell you more about what I thought of it.”

Ada giggled quietly before answering, “The schedule was quite tight during that time with having to go to tours and promote the film and filming other works in progress. We can absolutely discuss what you think but I do not think that it’ll be something that everyone would like to hear about on such a busy day!”

“Are you a fan of Formula One?” The reporter asked, a glint of curiosity washing through his features as he waited for the British actress to answer.

Ada then hummed, “It used to be something I watched. My father tried to rope me into watching it with him before, but it seemed to be only effective for my brothers Ralph and Nathan. I would watch at least… a race every month. It’s- yeah- it’s not something I would watch by myself so being here now and watching the real thing is an experience my dad would kill to see firsthand.”

“And you’ve met the drivers from the team you happened to be a guest in?”

“I did,” Ada replied with a nod, “David Coulthard, or DC— he insisted that I call him that— is a lovely man. He ran through the basics of his car and obviously had put up with my lack of knowledge in the technical aspects of the race. Kimi Raikkönen is a rather reserved one, and we’d obviously have to work on our relationship because of the lack of communication. Otherwise, it is amazing! I’m quite fortunate to be at the McLaren gar—“

“Would you look at that beauty!” Ada turned towards the direction of the voice and found herself staring at the facial features of the speaker.

A handsome man, he was.

“I think that you are speaking about yourself, Jenson,” Martin joked as ‘Jenson’ approached the two, now standing next to Ada as her face flushed red. “That head of yours would make the car lose its balance.”

“I didn’t say anything about myself,” Jenson scoffed playfully before peering down at Ada with a… smirk.

Ada lost all of her senses as Jenson began to speak, “‘Sides, if anything— this pretty face would make me lose my balance.”

“I assume that you’ve seen Ada James Abbott before,” Martin piped up, making Ada glance at the man and shift back to look at him.

She wasn’t able to see the handsome man, Jenson, next to her, but she could remember how the upper part of his race suit hung from his waist and how his eyes lingered on her.

What she wasn’t able to see however was the shaking of his head. Martin then continued to speak, “She’s quite an amazing actress, Jenson.”

“Is she really?” This comment had Ada turning as she looked at Jenson, whose smirk continued to grow while he spoke. “I’d believe any lie that you would tell me, especially if I’m being graced with your beauty.”

“What is that supposed to mean, exactly?” Ada spewed out, slightly baffled as he laughed heartily.

“I’m just saying,” Jenson winked at her, “I’ll believe it when I see a trophy, darling.”

With one comment, all the butterflies in her stomach had turned into something more sour. Ada Abbott’s smile turned strained as she only nodded before looking back at Martin Brundle. She wasn’t about to give this man the time of day right now. Perhaps he’d have to either retract his words or at least act like he just insulted her on live television instead of joking around like nothing happened.

JOURNAL ENTRY 2: EAT YOUR OWN WORDS, MR. HONDA DRIVER.

I just won my third trophy of the year. It’s quite amazing. But there’s something wonderful about making Jenson Button eat his own words. It was probably my pride that asked for his email address but sending him an image felt nothing of malice but satisfaction. God, did it feel so good.

TO BE CONTINUED

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fairycosmos · 7 months

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Oh boy, things are extremely rough atm. Can you recommend any healthy coping mechanisms? I literally don’t know a single one that works for me except for self destruction and being on my phone until I don’t feel anything anymore. And apparently that’s not what we’re supposed to do when we’re sad

ok so unfortunately all of my healthy coping mechanisms only half work for me and it's a total gamble whether or not they're going to on any given day. and none of them ever cure my mental illness which is annoying. like they're not fail-proof solutions and a lot of the time they're simply frustrating in fact it often feels laughable to even try them. a walk is not going to make any of this better. but consistency DOES strengthen your coping skills like a weak muscle. like even after 3 days of practicing them i'm like Ok well i feel like shit but i survived without hurting myself and that was the whole point. not a cure but a tool. ok i'm just going to list them because otherwise, i will ramble forever. btw it's ok to do like, even half of one of these per day. there's no need to overwhelm yourself at all :) coping is coping.

meditation - it sounds and feels like bullshit but i follow this youtube called great meditation and they upload 10 min guided meditation sessions and they have truly gotten me through a lot of low moments at this point. sometimes i feel much better after and sometimes i barely notice a difference but the point is i've sat and breathed for a bit

journaling - i thought i needed some sort of mental health diary for this but then i just opened a google doc and followed these mental health journal prompts ( just one every other day, nothing overwhelming, and no pressure to write a lot or to write anything in particular) and it helped me organise my thoughts and notice the patterns i was/am locking myself into. there's also trauma processing prompts online if that is what you're after.

free writing - again just opening a word doc but this time you just write without thinking literally letting go and putting down whatever words your fingers type - no judgement no curation no performance no expectations.

submerging my face in cold water, holding ice cubs - good for grounding.

crying my eyes out, purposefully listening to sad songs or watching sad movies in order to do so - cleansing, painful, tires you out and can make you feel renewed briefly.

breathwork - again there's some great youtube vids for this. i do this 20 min nervous system reset somewhat often, but there's shorter ones that are also very effective. box breathing also helps if you just need a simple go to - breathe in for 4, hold for 4, our for 4.

lie down on a hard surface or the floor with your back straight - another grounding thing. to occupy your mind during this you can name 5 things you can see, four things you can touch, three things you can hear, two things you can smell, and one you can taste.

pat your arms, legs, stomach, head, chest gently and breathe deeply - again it can be grounding.

watch trail cam vids of cute animals, use the wikipedia page generator to read up on smth you've never really thought about before, download duolingo and start learning a language. not to become fluent just to get your mind out of the place it's in, even for 5 minutes.

literally just move around especially outside - HATEEE to say it but stretching on your bedroom floor, going for a walk, following an exercise video etc - it can really help you feel a bit less stale and myopic. if it's too much, opening a window is a good start. or simply standing outside your house for 2 minutes and going back in. the air will feel good.

make sure all your bases are covered - have you eaten, have you slept, have you showered, have you talked to someone in the last few days, are you hydrated? if not, make a small move towards doing one of those things. feeling like crap physically only compounds how crap you feel mentally and so the cycle perpetuates.

scream, punch/throw pillows, snap pencils, stab at paper with pens.

affirmations - i'm trying to build a list of ones that resonate with me specifically because a lot of them don't LOL. but there's a lot of good resources online for this. one of my favorite current ones is: doing a little is better than doing nothing. a job half done is better than a job not done at all.

do something creative - it's not about being an artistic genius it's about doing something tangible with your hands and getting out of your head and using the space in your brain to focus on something that doesn't feel doomed. drawing, singing, cooking, playing an instrument, writing, whatever you want. you don't have to have done it before. you can just do it.

talk to someone you trust/care about, let them in even a tiny bit. it's ok to verbalise these things. give them a fair chance to be there for you the way you'd want to be there for them. i know it's hard, all of this is, but it's not impossible. also, look for any communal resources you can find - support groups, local therapists who may offer sliding scale prices that are affordable. it all sucks but it's something.

will add more when/if any come to mind. i'm sorry you're feeling like this and i sincerely hope it all becomes a bit lighter for you soon. sending so much love. x

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misspearly1 · 2 years

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Day Seventeen: Rough Sex - Frankie Morales

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WC: 5K Warnings: 18+ Content. Minors DNI. Established relationship. (Hsuband&Wife). 1st person POV, then Frankie POV. Mentions of the Special Forces. Dom/Sub Sex. Unprotected PIV Rough Sex. Oral (both F&M receiving). Deep Throating. Pleasure Dom vibes from Frankie. Bad Language (reader is called an 'obedient little slut'). Praise Kink. A little Degradation Kink too. AN: Adding on from the warnings above, the 1st person POV is in the beginning as a diary entry, then the rest is just mostly Frankie's POV. I hope you enjoy this one, folks. ❤️

Diary Entry No: 3891.

There’s a darkness that resides in my husband. Not the kind that he uses to create chaos just for the fun of it, but the kind that he uses as a weapon of self-defence, and that kind of darkness wreaks havoc, moves mountains and does the unthinkable - the impossible.

That’s what years of working for Uncle Sam does to any man or woman. They take them in, chew them up, then spit them right back out for retirement with a dark energy living within forever. Like an animal in a cage, waiting to be released back into the wild to do what it does best.

Only, my Francisco didn’t retire. He left the air force to join the Special Operation Forces (SOF), and every time he comes back from an operation with the guys, I grow more and more intrigued as to what lives inside of him day and night. Frankie is a compassionate man, sweet and tender; he’d never do anything to hurt me but….

But sometimes I wonder-no, sometimes I dream that he would use that darkness and punish me in the bedroom with it; that he would fuck me so good and rough, that I cry and beg for more. That's what I want, these are my own dark desires.

Y/N. 07/06/2015

Frankie studied those words closely, reading them over and over again, with shock and astonishment. It’s his wife's diary. Those words are written in her handwriting, yet he can’t seem to wrap his mind around what made her write this. It’s not like her. She’s never been the type to like that type of sex.

Or is she? We've never tried it before.

Frankie asked himself this question the day he stumbled across those pages, which just so happened to be left open on her dresser for any wandering eyes to see. The man isn’t oblivious or naive, he is in the special forces after all, and he knows a thing or two about investigation - about how to read a room. It was his wife's intention for him to read about her desires.

Y/N wanted him to see it; wanted him to read those words and make up his own mind silently about what to do with this new piece of information he had learned. If he wasn’t interested, he just wouldn’t bring it up and move on, simple, but if he was interested, then it was permission for him to act upon it. And that’s exactly what Frankie Morales planned to do - act on those dark impulses within that his wife calls upon.

Today's date is 08.06.2015, exactly one month after later and Frankie has spent the last thirty days watching and surveying, experimenting. It was subtle at first and nothing out of the ordinary. He just fucked her good and hard the day after, but it was different because he knew of what she wrote in her diary.

He noticed the differences in his wife, noticed the way she loved how rough he was. It doesn’t mean she doesn’t love his regular self, or the ‘good side’ in other words, but it also doesn’t exclude the fact that she had stamina for hours when he was acting a little domineering. It’s like she loved every second and never wanted it to end, and that wasn’t even full throttle from Frankie either.

There’s more where that came from, he thought.

Not only has the man been noticing the differences in his wife that he somehow didn’t see before, but he has also been gathering supplies. “Just a special project”, is what he said to Y/N when she asked what he was doing in the basement. That place was once a home to their junk and clutter, but not anymore. Now the basement is their ‘sex room’.

However, Y/N doesn’t know about it - yet - but she will. Oh, she will indeed, Frankie thinks with a smirk as he looked up at the clock on his living room wall. His wife is due home any minute now and he’s planned this day right down to every last detail. Fourteen days now he has withheld her from pleasure by making up a trusty excuse - his back pain.

It’s a reasonable excuse, one that she believes every time because he does genuinely have issues with his back from an accident at work a couple years ago, but this time, it’s just a genuine, blatant lie. Nothing has been wrong with Frankie’s back at all this past week, he’s just making sure that his wife feels a little extra desperate and needy for him. Which she is.

He promised her this morning before leaving for work that he would make love to her later, so now here he sits, waiting for her on a chair by the living room table, wearing certain items of clothing that are an instant turn on for her; a white t-shirt that’s a little tight across his wide chest and around his muscular biceps, then a simple pair of grey sweatpants, specifically without any underwear. It looks better that way, it’s more detailed on the outside.

Frankie leans back into the chair, looking down at his own body with an impressed smile. It turns him on just thinking about how Y/N is going to feel when she walks through the door and sees him. He already knows that her eyes are going to dart down to his crotch. He’s hoping for it. Especially since he was semi-hard, and the bulge showed through the fabric.

Fighting the urge to take a firm hold of his cock and palm himself, he looks at the time again then looks to the window, knowing she’s about to round the corner with haste. The man knows his wife like the back of his hand. She’s been dirty texting him all day, expressing in great detail about how eager she is to be loved by him.

It makes the man smile endearingly, thanking the high heavens above for sending his angel down to him. The spark still remains after three years of marriage, seven years of being in a relationship and fourteen years of knowing her. She’s beautiful and elegant. Perfect in every way like an angel. His angel.

A switch in his mind is flipped upon hearing the wheels of her car turn the corner of their street. Frankie changed his demeanour, readying himself to provide all her wants and needs in the most pleasurable way possible; to fuck her so good and rough that she cries and begs for more, just like she asked for in her diary.

Spreading his legs and resting his arm across the table, the blindfold in his pants pocket burns his skin with excitement and wonder to explore this side of sex with her. It makes his cock twitch just thinking about what he plans to do in the next few hours. She pulls into the driveway and hops out the car, locking it with the button on her keys as she rushes into the house.

“Hey baby.” She beams a smile on entry. Shutting the door behind her then moving to the coat rack, she relays how her day at work has been while shaking off her coat. The sweet sound of her voice pulls on his heart strings, calling for the ‘good side’ to come out and converse with her like he usually does every day. But he doesn’t. He doesn’t give in and maintains his dominant facade.

“Are you okay, honey?” She turns to face him and kicks off her shoes with furrowed brows, clearly picking up on his unusual silence. Worry flashed across her face briefly until Frankie beckoned her over with a finger, then a blushing smile appeared on her lips, knowing that she’s in for some sort of treat. She held his line of sight, biting her bottom lip while looking down to his crotch and seeing his bulge protruding from the fabric.

I knew it, he thought. I knew she’d look.

After locking the door behind her, Y/N walks towards him slowly, teasing his patience, and when she stood before him, looking down with sexy sinful eyes, Frankie pats his thigh for her to take a seat. The man was then taken by delightful surprise when she didn’t park her ass on his thigh like he expected. She brought her leg around his thigh instead, then sat down, placing her burning heat directly over his tensed muscle. It satisfied him either way.

“I want to hear all about your day,” Frankie begins with a deep, sultry voice, resting his hand to her hip with a reassuring squeeze, “But later, cariño. I have something else in mind for us right now, is that okay?” He asks, and he feels her cunt pulse as she nods, and it makes him smirk with praise. “Good girl,” She pulses again. “We’re gonna go downstairs in the basement sweetheart and you can see the special project I’ve been working on.” He explains, chest swelling with pride upon seeing her cheeks burn with interest. “We’ll have a little chat, go over some rules and answer some questions before we start, okay?”

“Okay.” She nods compliantly.

“Okay what?” Frankie raises one brow, rubbing circles on her hip with his finger. Pausing for a moment to think about it, Y/N recognises that he wants a better answer, a more obedient answer, but ponders on which term to use. This is the first time she has ever addressed him formally and one thing immediately came to mind.

“De acuerdo, señor (ok, sir).” Is what she chose, and from the way he smiled, told her that he loved it. Frankie has always enjoyed the way his language sounds on her tongue. He throws her another ‘good girl’ praise with a wink this time, enjoying the way she pulses on his thigh again before leaning in to plant a chaste kiss on her lips.

Standing up with her, Frankie swiftly turns her around and holds her hips, the forceful action making her gasp and giggle. She lays her head back to his shoulder, tilting her face towards him with a romantic smile, like she was living her dream, or her head was in the clouds while gazing at his beauty. The man loves the way she looks at him. Drunken gazes through half lidded eyes, expressing without a need for words how much she adores him, like he is beautiful and sexy.

Frankie knows he has a certain level of good looks, but just from the way she looks at him, he feels like the most handsome man to walk this earth. And he recognises that look on her face because it’s the same one he wears when gazing at her, especially in those little moments when she doesn’t notice. It’s like the world all around him fades out into nothing and it’s just her beauty radiating towards his eyes to admire.

“Te amo mucho (I love you so much).” He sighs a heavy, lustful, breath. Leaning in to kiss her once more and slipping his tongue past her lips this time, she moans in return, making his cock grow with insatiable need. Walking towards the basement door with his arms wrapped around her front, his breathing becomes heavier with loss of focus as he grinds into her ass from behind.

He broke off from the kiss before he could lose himself and forget about the most important task at hand; going over the rules and making sure she understands the ways of dominant/submissive sex. And most crucially, to know her safewords if it becomes too much. After opening the basement door, he gestures for her to walk down and take a look around, then enters too and closes the door behind him.

Sealing the sound proof walls he installed.

Two Hours Later

Chest rising and falling with each heavy panting breath, Y/N came down from her third orgasm and whined to Frankie for a break. She needed a moment to catch her breath, to fully come down from her high and relieve the cramp in her stomach, but he doesn’t give mercy.

“¡A la mierda! (fuck me!)” She hears him yell and feels his beard grazing along her inner thigh as he asks. “You want me to stop?” Y/N shakes her head, eager to feel his tongue make her come one more time. Then, with a satisfied sigh, he buries his face into her cunt.

“Oh shit!” She cries, arching her back. The tension builds immediately, bringing with it a pleasurable burn in her muscles. It felt like an intense workout, one that comes with a reward at the end. Though, Frankie doesn’t just flick his tongue against her clit this time, the man slides two fingers inside her pussy, knuckle deep and bends them to caress her g-spot for added pleasure. Or punishment.

Wrists tied to the bedpost, all she could do was writhe against the cushions and mewl through the sensations. Her legs closing around him, he pulls his fingers out of her and slaps her inner thigh. “What did I tell you?” He growls deeply, “Do that again and I’ll stick my dick in your ass, chica.”

“Sí, señor.” Y/N whimpers in reply, nodding to him.

“That’s my good obedient little slut.” Frankie praises, and she can practically see the smirk on his lips through the blindfold over her eyes. Unexpectedly thrusting his fingers back inside, she arches her back again and sobs his name, the sound of her own voice bouncing off the walls. He takes her clit into his mouth and sucks softly before resting his cheek to her thigh, flicking his tongue left and right rapidly.

He didn’t know where to look; at her beautiful face torn with bliss and exhaustion, or the shiny slick dripping out of her cunt, there was so much of her desire that it was making a mess on his hands and on herself. Even her tight ring of muscle was covered with her juices, puckering every time she clenches around his fingers. He was tempted to jam a thumb in there, to really make Y/N scream, but decided that next time was better.

“Fuck, fuck!” She mewls a warning, tilting her face into her arm. “I’m cumming!”

Taking pleasure in feeling, watching and making her fall apart yet again, Frankie hums into her pussy, using the vibrations of his voice to ramp up the pleasure and prolong her high. Her whole body jerked against him, her legs fighting her own instincts to close as she moans with real tears streaming down her cheeks. He loved making Y/N feel this way but didn’t want to push her too far and slowed down his actions, letting her catch a breath.

Planting kisses on her skin as he moves up her body, he cups her cheek and kisses her lips gently, reassuringly, while wiping the tears with his thumb. “Colour?” He breaks off to ask, to which she replies breathily. “Green, approaching amber.”

“Good. That’s good, sweetheart.” Frankie praises softly, toning it down just a little. When going over the rules earlier, she suggested adding extra reassurances in her safe word checks, just to help gauge how she is feeling exactly with it being her first-time experiencing sub/dom sex with him. Y/N’s good to continue, but it won’t be for much longer if he keeps up with this pace.

Untying the binds around her wrists then placing his knees on either side of her upper body, Frankie slips the blindfold off her eyes and looks down at his crotch with request. A raised brow like he expects her to know what to do. And she does, but she also takes her time with him.

“Oh.” She moans and bites her lip. “You made a mess.” She whispers, admiring the sight of him in her face. Y/N drank in the sight of his fully hard cock showing through the fabric of his sweatpants, it was laying down his leg with a sizable wet patch staining the item of clothing. He’s come with her, more than once as it seems. She held her hands to his thighs and lifted her head, maintaining his direct line of sight while placing kisses along his length. The wet patch was cold against her lips, but his cock was burning pure heat from within, twitching with need.

“C-can…” She stutters, looking up at him through her eyelashes. “Can you tell me what you want, Francisco? I like it when you tell me.” She asks in the sweetest voice and if Frankie wasn’t already married to her, he’d drop down on one knee right now and propose. He’d give her anything she ever asks of him. Always and forever; her wish is his command.

“Por supuesto, querida (of course, darling).” He whispers. Holding one firm hand on the headboard above, he lowers his other hand to her chin and opens her mouth with a finger. “I want you to suck my cock,” He says calmly, caressing her bottom lip, “And to swallow my load too, can you be a good girl and do that for me?”

“Yes,” She breathes a moan, then quickly corrects herself. “Sí, señor.”

“Well go on then, don’t keep me waiting.” Frankie chuckles at her mistake, though it came from a sweet place in his heart. He loves her innocence; loves the way she complies even without addressing him formally. It really makes the man want to kick himself up the ass for not noticing how submissive she has always been in the bedroom.

Slipping her hands up his shirt, she looks up into his eyes with a look on her face that he could never refuse. “Take this off?” She requests, tugging on his shirt with a blush creeping in on her cheeks, and the man obliges. Lifting his shirt over his head and tossing it to one side, he was now the one blushing from the way her eyes roamed the expanse of his body.

“So beautiful.” She murmurs while hooking her fingers inside his pants. “Soy una señora afortunada de tenerte, guapa. (I’m a lucky lady to have you, handsome).”

“Sí,” Frankie shudders, breaking his facade for a moment to reply, “Sí, y soy el hombre vivo más afortunado de tenerte, hermosa (and I am the luckiest man alive to have you, beautiful).”

Pulling his sweatpants down and watching her eyes widen as his cock springs out, smears of cum down the side and on his balls, she gasps softly and licks her lips. As if contemplating the taste beforehand. Another thing Frankie has noticed about his wife is how much she loves to pleasure him as much as he loves to pleasure her.

“Tan grande, Francisco (so big, Francisco).” Y/N admires, enjoying the way her compliments cause a physical effect on her husband. Goosebumps run up his stomach and spine, making him shudder as his skin pimples. And the most delectable sight of all was the way his cock twitched, just begging to be touched by her.

Leaning in with her mouth open, she keeps looking up into Frankie’s eyes while taking him inside, enjoying the way his calm expression breaks from her touch. His brows pull together and his mouth opens slightly with a little gasp slipping past his lips. She places kisses to the head of his cock, adoring its colours of pink and red, before licking along the prominent vein. Then, Y/N places kisses to his balls, the sensitivity making his eyes close with a groan.

“Enough teasing, cariño.” Frankie grunts in warning, and it makes her chest swell with prowess, knowing that she’s causing him to crumble with desperation. It felt good to do that and maybe next time she will deliberately push his buttons, but right now, she’s just as desperate as he is. Wasting no more time, Y/N holds a firm grip around the base of him and takes him inside her mouth halfway.

“Oh, that’s it,” He babbles, eyes fighting to stay open as he looks down at her, choking around him. “I like the sound of that, dulce chica (sweet girl). Keep going, all the way now.” He holds both hands to the headboard, the knuckles turning white from how hard he was holding it as she takes him further and further inside. Y/N holds him there, right in the back of her throat, gagging around his girthy cock.

“Jesus, look at yourself, baby.” He gasps and groans brokenly to her. “Eyes watering already. You can hold it there, just a few more seconds.” He applauds her efforts, holding back his urge to roll his hips forward. Pulling her head back to catch a breath, “Uh-huh,” she breaths before taking him back inside, gagging around him again.

Over and over again she did this until her gag reflex was controlled. Her jaw relaxed with a comfortable rhythm, each time she pulled back, she stroked his cock while catching a quick breath, then took him in the back of her throat again. Then, when she found a way to breathe through her nose, she let go of his cock and held his hips with a nod of her head. Permission for him to take over.

“You know the rules, sweetheart.” Frankie reminds her while rolling his hips back and forth. Because she can’t verbally say her safe words, she is to tap him three times if it becomes too much, but the man doesn’t think it will even come to that point given the fact she loves to choke on his cock. Deepthroating is nothing new to Y/N, in fact, it was new to him when she first did it on their second date seven years ago.

“That’s it. That’s my fucking girl.” He growls while thinking about the early days of their relationship, about how she used to suck his cock in the front seat of his car. The memories make him smile endearingly. Lowering a hand to the back of her head, he uses it as leverage to bury her nose into the hairs on his mound and groans uncontrollably. “¡Joder! Estoy cerca, cariño (fuck! I’m close, sweetheart).”

Now using both hands to hold handfuls of her hair, he picks up his pace and watches in awe as she opens her mouth as wide as she possibly can. The sound she made each time his cock hit the back of her throat was shamefully erotic. Hearing her gag each time was pushing him closer and closer to the edge. And oh God, her eyes. Her beautiful eyes reddened and watery as she fought for air.

He would have been worried and merciful if it wasn’t for the way she smirks. Her little gestures of recurrence reminding him that she can take it. Y/N hums around him, squeezing his hips and even helping him rut back and forth. Oh yes, she can take it alright, he thought.

Smiling down from above, he grips the back of her neck with a grunt escaping him and fucks her mouth faster, harder. “There you fucking go, Y/N!” Frankie roars, losing all sense of control over himself as she mewls around him. “Oh fuck, fuck! Get ready.” He whines, actually whines.

His moans sounded needy and pathetic to her ears, making her legs squeeze together and her cunt pulse with hunger to be pleasured again. Her clit was throbbing just watching and hearing Frankie fall apart, and damn near making her orgasm because she was the cause for him to fall apart. The sweat rolls down his temples, some even gathering along the broad expanse of his chest as his sheened muscles flex under the dim lights he installed.

The way her husband gripped the back of her head and just used her mouth like his own personal hole to fuck, made Y/N climax with him. She felt dirty for even loving the concept of being used like this, but she wasn’t ashamed. She loved it. Loved every second of it. Pulling him in upon feeling dribbles of salty pre-cum on her tongue, she wanted it all, all of his warm load down her throat.

It was a struggle at first as he buried her nose into the hairs on his mound, her heart was thrumming with anxiety at the thought of really choking on his cum, but she relaxes her jaw and breathes through her nose, taking breaks in between each breath to gulp back ropes upon ropes of his seed. “Jesús follando a Cristo (jesus fucking christ).” She hears him gutturally growl from above, the sound like music to her ears, made up of just pure satisfaction.

Y/N’s breathing became hot and heavy as she came down from her own high, it was shocking and arousing to even reach climax by just squeezing her legs together and rotating her hips, while listening to her husband see stars up above. It’s not often she can do that, but it’s always impressive and gratifying when she does.

“Oh look at you.” Frankie purrs, pulling his hips back to look down into her eyes. “We’ve both made a mess this time.” He teases with a smirk. Moving down her body so that he was hovering above her now, he leans in to kiss her lips and share the taste of his own spend on her tongue. His cock slides through her folds with ease, making the man moan with surprise and break the kiss. “Hm, extra wet down there. I thought I cleaned that up with my tongue, bebita?”

“You did.” She replies in a breathy giggle. Lifting her hands to brush the damp curls away from his eyes, she presses her forehead to his and whispers. “I came when you did. And I’m… oh fuck,” she cuts herself off to gasp upon feeling his cock rubbing against her clit. “And I’m so wet, Francisco. So wet and ready for you.”

That answer made Frankie smile. It’s what he was looking for before he then thrusts inside and buries himself to the hilt, all in one swift motion. The way she groaned from the stretch made his jaw clench with temptation, it was just so pleasurable to see and hear her surprise from the action that he did it again.

Pulling out halfway and thrusting inside harder, grunting deeply like a wild animal across her face, it took her breath away this time as she chokes on the words of his name. “F-F-Francisco.” She could barely speak, so instead, she just threw her head back into the pillow exhaling throaty moans with glossed eyes. He lay his forearms down on the mattress at either side of her head as she wrapped one leg around his back, then brought her other leg up high for him to hold.

Frankie granted her wordless request and hooked one arm under her leg, just behind her knee, then lifted it as high as her flexibility could allow. She was spread wide, giving him more access to pound into her. His hand above gripped the edge of the bed, knuckles turning white yet again from how tightly he was grasping it.

“So pretty like this.” He pants between each thrust, brows contorted with bliss. “And so fucking tight, bebita. You’re squeezing me so good, it’s so warm. Your pussy is so warm and wet. Can you hear it?” He asks, to which she nods and whines. Looking down at her body together, Frankie and Y/N both watch the delectable sight of his cock plunging in and out of her cunt, filling her completely each and every time.

“Hermosa,” Frankie calls to her desperately, looking back into her eyes. “Play with your clit, I want you to come first.” He jerks his chin outwards with instruction, and to his delight, she holds her fingers to his mouth with a smile on her lips. “Lick, handsome.”

“Oh, you dirty girl.” The man growls with enjoyment. Opening his mouth and licking her fingers, he looks down and watches as she rubs nameless shapes on her clit. “That’s it, just like that.” He commends her actions, the droplets of sweat rolling off his forehead and dripping onto her chest. She takes her free hand and wipes the dampness away for him, then pulls him in to meet her halfway in a kiss.

Hips stuttering as she clenches around him, he pushes through the vice-like grip and reverts to a slow grind as she whimpers into his mouth, climaxing all over again. Her legs shook and her kiss was sloppy, needing to breathe her moans between each stroke of his tongue against hers.

As she slowly came down from another high, Frankie gave her all but a second to rest as he pulled out and yanked her around to lay on her stomach. He positions her ass up towards his crotch then shoves himself back inside.

“Frankie!” Her screams of joy were muffled by the pillow, the desire oozing out of her wet cunt and making a mess on his cock. He lays down on top of her, carefully distributing his weight evenly so that it doesn’t hurt but adding enough weight that it keeps her in place. “I’m gonna pump you full bebita,” He hisses directly into her ear while pinning her hands above her head. “Over and over again, until you’ve had enough.”

Only Y/N simply couldn’t get enough and wanted him to pump her full until complete exhaustion. She’s dreamed of Frankie making love to her this way, dreamed of him fucking her so good and rough that she cries and begs for more. Just like she wrote down in her diary.

Frankie Morales granted his wife's wishes, and then some.

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How do you think chrissy would be as a girlfriend? in your honest thoughts?(:

💭 chrissy as your girlfriend

a/n : we are going to pretend jason doesn't exist bcs there is no room for men in my universe. also i had some issues with the chrissy fic i was supposed to post last week which stemmed from me proofreading it so much to the point it began to look like random words thrown in a doc n now idk if i wanna post it anymore but hopefully i get over the itch to delete the whole thing. enjoy (｡’︶’｡) ♡

ok first of all, she is gonna be the sweetest, most supportive gf ever!! you'll basically have your very own, personal cheerleader :'D she always manages to lift your spirits, oftentimes without even trying and by just being her cheerful self

she's the type to get hooked in your own interests as she tries to learn more about them and tries it for herself. plus it gives her an excuse to spend more time with you and opens a lot of opportunities for more dates.

speaking of, shopping dates are a must!! crhissy absolutely adores going around the mall with your fingers interlocked, arms swinging and her ponytail swishing around with every bob of her head.

i peg chrissy's love language to be physical touch, so aside from the casual hand holding and linking of arms, there'd definitely be a lot of stolen kisses behind closed curtains that leaves the both of you a giggling, flustered mess.

in the fitting room while you're trying on silly outfits. the locker room when everybody has gone out. underneath the bleachers in between practice. atop the ferris wheel while fireworks go off in the distance. on your rooftop where her eyes twinkle brighter than the stars.

chrissy's just very affectionate, sweet girl's got so much love in her!!! and she'll take every chance to shower you with it. the fact that she can't do it in public shatters her heart, but with you, she thinks it's all worth it :))

when it comes to disagreements, i don't think she'd do well with fights. she can't stand the thought of ever hurting you in any way, much more losing you. she'd never yell at you, in fact she's actually quite the crier. tears well up in her eyes before she can even raise her voice at you </3

you'd usually be the first to apologize and talk things out with her, simply because the sight of her being down and unlike her bubbly self is something you can't handle.

anniversaries are very important to her!! chrissy notes down all your milestones in a little diary (which she protects with her whole life because she knows how forgetful she can be) so she can prepare something special beforehand.

doesn't matter if it's your first week or second month together, she cherishes every moment with you and thinks it's all worth celebrating :D

matching. things. her gifts often consist of sets that the both of you can have — rings, bracelets, pins, any thing. it just makes her all fuzzy and warm inside and she is an absolute sucker for them.

as for receiving, she loves teddy bears!! especially the really big ones because they're not only fluffier and warmer, but also make up for the space in her bed when you're not there

it goes without saying that you would be the luckiest person in the world to have chrissy :((

#stranger things x reader #stranger things scenario #chrissy cunningham #chrissy cunningham x reader #chrissy x reader #chrissy fluff #stranger things headcanon

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snek-panini · 7 months

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It's been a few weeks since I had new books to share, but I finally got photos taken of the newest ones so today's the day. Here, have a book:

This is Across Tides and Currents, a Good Omens siren AU by Sodium_Azide and @doorwaytoparadise (hi. I hope I tagged you right). My favorite thing about this AU is that, at its heart, it's about learning to communicate with someone who is so different from you that you can't even physically speak each other's language, and yet you've still got so much common ground that you find a way. It's way lighter and more fun than that description makes it sound, though, so go read it if that's your thing.

The cover on this is Lineco book cloth, scrapbook paper printed to look like leather, and blue foil htv. The foil was actually a nightmare to do. The first time I applied it, it wouldn't stick no matter what I did, and the bits that did stick peeled off as soon as I touched them. I had to peel them up very carefully, cut a new image, and try again. Thankfully it worked the second time but I don't know that I'll be using the foil type again unless there's no other way to get the color I want. The non-foil metallic was so much easier to work with.

More book photos under the cut!

I went with a coptic bind for this one for a few reasons. The first was that I wanted to try one on a quarto-size book to see if I could. I also wanted to try the mitered corners thing I did when I bound Strange Moons, and see if I could have the same effect on the interior. (That bit didn't work out so well; the front is fine but I mismeasured the inside and the lines didn't match up, so I trimmed some pieces of cardstock to cover that up. I really like the layered look though, so that's fine. It's quirky.) The third reason is that not long before I decided to bind this one, the authors published a new chapter after two years of no updates. That's the best possible reason to have to change plans, and the glueless bind means that if they ever do that again I can just redo the stitching to add more pages. Win-win.

Getting whimsical with title pages here. This took way longer than I thought it would, probably because I don't like graphic design and I did it in Word where I do the rest of my typesetting. Usually what I do is grab an image and put text around it or on top of it and then just play with fonts and sizes, but this time I drew the lines and then made the text follow them. This is the first time I've used the word art feature since...probably 2009? I'd forgotten how. I have no doubt there are better ways to do this but if I'd had to learn a new program at that point I'd have quit. And I do think it was worth it--it's cute and fun and looks about how I imagined it.

Couple of photos of the inside. Sorry the first one's blurry, I had someone trying to get my attention when I took these. The section break image came from rawpixel, I just made it gray instead of black so it's more subtle. The fic has very nice illustrations that I specifically got the artist's permission to print and then I failed to get any photos of them when I did my little photo shoot. They look very nice, though. I swear.

The last image is something I've started including in my latest books. I'm calling them "A Note from the Bookbinder" and it's basically just me talking about why I chose that story, the experience of reading it for the first time, stuff that's going on in the fandom, stuff about the process like the new chapter coming out as I was preparing to print. It's kind of...like marginalia? Part of fanbinding is preservation and that's linked to archival work, and something I know archivists love is marginalia and diaries. I don't like writing in my books and I've never found any fun in journaling, but sometimes that kind of context is important so I'm trying to add it. Someday, decades from now, I may not remember all the details, so I'm trying to preserve them. IDK, this got philosophical on me. Go read about mermaids now. Promise it's a good time.

#bookbinding #fanbinding #snek makes books #good omens #fic rec #i wanted to do this as a mermay project #that did not happen #i finished it in october #happy mertober

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aw-tysm · 5 months

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So one of my difficuties with Autism is written communication, specifically being in structured writing.

My entire life, I have always needed help with written assignments. I could never write diary entries or letters by myself. I struggle with writing for short response answers too. And as an adult, this also includes things like resumes and cover letters. Just can't do them.

I don't know how to study either. I don't know how to pick out the important information because I don't know what the important information is. The more complex the writing, the more I struggle to comprehend it.

Structured writing is a specific type of language I have just never grasped and I don't know if I ever will. To be taught now, as an adult, would be trying to find someone who could teach me as you would a child just starting to learn how to do these things.

I understand the structure of how things are supposed to be written. I understand the idea behind how one is meant to study. I just don't have the ability to do it. I struggle trying to put thoughts to paper and even trying to say them out loud is still difficult. I don't know how to properly structure my sentences to be considered as "academic" or "structured" and not just "casual" writing. I also don't have the proper reading comprehension abilities to understand what I'm reading or how to word things in those settings.

There are a lot of people out there (including some online autism advocates) who would try and tell me that I have a comorbid learning disorder or that this isn't due to autism.

Every professional I have seen and who knows about these struggles have never once considered testing for learning disorders or comorbid disorders that would better explain this, as this IS still something that can be purely Autism related. (until they say otherwise).

#autism #autistic #actually autistic #actuallyautistic #asd #imagine only passing school bcus your parent helped you to such an extent that others dont need

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cant-get-worse-than-this · 14 days

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Introduction post!

Basics

Hi!!!

My name is Kesar (or any other variant of the name Caesar is fine to call me!) and I am 14. I am neurodivergent. I am an Asian-European (India and Sweden!), Hindu, and my pronouns are he/they!

Interests and Likes

I have a hyperfixation/special interest (I don't know which to use because I'm in denial about being autistic LMAO) of the Mediterranean, mostly Italy and Spain but also France, Portugal, Egypt, Greece, etc!

Languages

Due to my interest, I have taught myself Italian all on my own and I study Spanish at school since 2020, so I can speak them both at a good level.

All of the languages I speak as well as some more info on my history with them:

Swedish, I speak it every day and a bit at home

Hindi, I speak it every day at home with my family, it's the language I have grown up with mostly.

English, I speak it here and I consume a lot of English media. Also I went to an international school for a couple of years.

Spanish, I've been learning it at school. Ever since I started learning it I've been the best in the class (this is very much a flex, I am very proud of the fact). I speak it at a very good level but I'm not close to fluent.

Italian, I am very proud of that I speak it because I learnt it all on my own using primarily music. I started learning it in 2021 but then took a LONG break for almost 2 years and in 2023 I got back on track and learnt it so well I'm almost at the same level at it as I am at Spanish hahaha

French, as I speak Spanish and Italian it wasn't that hard for me to get a grasp at French. I'm definitely not good at it and am best at written French, not spoken, but I understand enough to say I know it. Also, I can carry a conversation in French so. Yeah. I also really like Lupin.

Urdu, as I speak Hindi I understand Urdu well. Of course there are words I don't know, but since I understand so much of it and I speak it better than I speak Spanish or Italian I had to include it.

Music

My favourite song artists are Marco Mengoni and MIKA. They are my top 2. I love them so much.

I also listen to Mahmood, Måneskin, Queen, The Lonely Island, Lady Gaga, Kali Uchis, Megan Thee Stallion, Veronica Maggio, Shreya Ghoshal, and a lot more.

Apart from that I like English music from 2000 to the late 2010s. I also like Hindi music, rap (i listen to a LOT of Megan Thee Stallion, she's such a queen), Eurovision (although I am not supporting them this year due to them including Israel, Free Palestine🇵🇸), Hispanic music, Francophone music, Italian music and Swedish music. I also enjoy classical, both South Asian and European.

I love TV! My favourites are dramedies. I like comedy a lot. My favourite type of show would be sitcoms because I understand them and I grew up with them and I like their humour. Here are TV shows I very, very strongly like in no particular order:

Brooklyn Nine Nine, Community, 1899, Mythic Quest, Lupin, Monk, and probably more that I just don't remember right now.

I have also watched a lot of other things, but this is all that comes to mind.

There are films that I really like, and most of them I have watched more than a few times. Like there were literally periods when I would just keep rewatching these:

The Kung Fu Panda film series, The Hotel Transylvania film series, The Lorax (specifically the Italian dub), The Shrek film series, and once again probably many more.

Other stuff I like:

Doraemon, Spider-Man: Into The Spiderverse & Across The Spiderverse, Shubh Mangal Zyada Saavdhaan (2020), Smiley (2022), Saiki K (TV series, I haven't been able to read the manga :/), etc.

Books

Mostly I read fact books, in middle school the librarian hated me for (metaphorically) eating up all the books on ancient Egypt, but I also have a few books I really like!

I love Rick Riordan. My favourite from him is definitely The Kane Chronicles but I also like PJO. I'm TKC all the way, though.

I also like Geronimo & Thea Stilton as well as Diary of a Wimpy Kid. They give me comfort.

I have a lot of queer books I bought for the sole reason of them being queer but I haven't read them yet hahahaha. I'm almost finished with Friday I'm In Love by Camryn Garrett!

Playlist time!

My Marco Mengoni playlist:

My Brad Bakshi playlist:

My Trobed playlist:

My Braddavid playlist:

That is all I can really come up with right now, but I will probably edit this soon! I'm not very good at stating what I like and all of that because I'm always scared I'm not telling everything or that people won't understand how I like it and stuff LMAO so don't be surprised if I take this post down :( I'm trying to get better though, so I'll keep it up!

#Spotify

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rawlinacademia · 11 months

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Dark Academia Habits to adopt

i might as well just add, HEALTHY dark academia habits to adopt easily and fit right into your schedule if you have one. This beautiful aesthetic has a lot (not all) of creators promoting things solely on the basis of defined aesthetics from media which are tremendously injurious to one's health. Please, please please...don't hurt yourself trying to follow an aesthetic, in the short or long term , we have a ton of examples for demonstartion. And please don't hurt others.

Dark Academia Habits to adopt-

romanticize your eyes and the way you say things. No writers writing about your raven eyes? write a haiku for yourself. Be your own muse!

Read. Read. Read. Don't let the DA community pressurise you into reading just the classics. Read what your heart desires? Fantasy? hell yeah!…thinking of changing your life? Self Help books? Brilliant!

Dark Academia is the aesthetic for people who crave knowledge , for people who would analyse , who want to learn, with head full of philosophies , full of passion for what they do , who are ready to do anything to achive their goals…and most of all for people who wish to be all the things above and more.

Channel your Hermione or Rory or Neil Perry or any fav fictional character into yourself and get to work.. Okay but if someone is channeling Henry Winter …please in a limit guys okay?..

Why scroll on social media sites in your free time. Start a language learning journey..So many apps that give you a game like language learning option to do that! Work on your scrolling addiction and get to work!…

Analyze a snippet of poetry in your free time..not for anyone to show..but purely for your satisfaction.

Get educated, my bro. Learn about philosphers and their qoutes and just drop them in the middle of your convos…I bet you will sound mysterious and learned if not educated, smart and elite.

Drink water out of wine glasses, or coffee mugs or weird things you normally wouldnt. But drink water, keep your skin nice and healthy

Eat good food. meal prep or not but see what is going in you body. That will be responsible for your energy levels.

If you have a plain journal around, WRITE WRITE WRITE…i dont care what you write. poems , letters to your 1945's darling , or to your fictional character or telling your beloved (which you have met or not met) about your day. Dear diary is outdated ha ha… Dear Beloved xyz…who is stopping you from doing this shit?

Pretend you are the main character till you become the main character. Get the desired personality you want your main character to have. Good at public speaking? Hell yeah i will practice in the mirror for hours till i laugh seeing my stupid face mess up. Makes friends easily? For sure, imma hit my colleagues and/or classmates for a chat…or Looks mysterious to strangers? Practice makes things betters …DO IT..

Manners maketh man. Talk politely. Refrain from using crude language.

You dont need expensive clothes to feel dark academic. (who even started that!! )Choose your style, the one which you are more comfortable in and carry yourself gracefully. Walk long halls with your thrifted jacket and torn jeans… there are so many sub genres and division of dark academia… find your type AND AGAIN… healthy ones please

Oh romanticise your major. Who cares if all the posts are about english and languages and literature and philosophies.. STEM dark academia hello!!?! Writing equations and working hard for yourself , to get to that position you wish to be… the only mountain you gotta climb is you…

Be the friend you wish to have. You want a DA friend group in your university . Start doing all the things you wish your friend group did, who knows maybe... Well...we all know your vibe attracts yours tribe..hehe

Watch Dark Academia movies.. Movies that take you to your goal or are you trying to take a break? watch what you wish . Mona Lisa Smile, Dead poets Society , Pride and Prejudice (2005 or any), Little Woman, The Da vinci Code, The Imitation Game, The theory of Everything, SHERLOCK HOLMES oh god.., Sherlock BBC, Harry Potter, Pirates of the Caribbean THE AGE OF ADALINE, Hamlet etc etc etc

Stay fit, read your fav book while taking stairs instead of the elevator/lift. listen to your fav spotify playlist while having a walk. I personaly like to listen to classical workout songs, i dont know which genius decided to compile upbeat classical pieces like that.

They make me feel like the main character while i am cycling or walking around. Whatever gets the work done right?

Decode. Research topics in cryptography, invent your own language and write things in it..leave sticky notes full fo symbols or different letters here and there..

Write Futureme letters to yourself. They are a window for your future self to look back to the time you are in. I usually write letters for myself and post them to my future self in 2024 or 2025 or 2030 or more.. i write in a world war fashion or somedays in my own style. I write to my friends and family members. They are also sorta snippets of my will..idk.. like if you are reading this , and i am dead in your time...then do this this etc . Nice way to look past Death, isn't it?

Utilise your full potential.Don't let your mind even think for a second that i could have done more…Do more.. over learning never hurts, add the Extra to the ordinary.

Stop comparing yourself to others. Others dont have the same life as yours,nor have they had the same circumstances, So focus on your self… let people talk… Focus on yourself, and focus on your progress.

and please rest…Give your body time to heal, soak up your desired light… moonlight is better for me, i despise sun light. Sit in the moonlight , in a park or in your room and just sit.. Relax for god's sake.

Be proud of who you are and never terminate your progress…Be Better! better than who you were last summer or few years back…

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aloneatpeace · 2 years

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Library of aloneatpeace

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬. 𝐈'𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐛𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟.

Hello there , this my masterlist for all my work .I'm mostly writing about tv shows , movie and series that i like .my first language is not English so there might be some mistakes so don't mind it . update will be slow so be patient and thank you for reading ❤️✌️.this is my Wattpad

The incorrect quotes will be in the blog you can search it by using the tag i decided to shorten my masterlist

All updates will be slow.

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Teen wolf

vampire diaries

supernatural

1.In another universe ✔️

Summary : this is wandavison /spn/tvd au. The mc is reader and there is couples of oc's as well.

This contains typical violence , death ,angst, sumt implied , fluff

Wanda vision show credits belong to the right ful owner . It's just fan fiction created for entertainment.

There will be changes and characters that have rightful owners.

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2.Cosmic Chaos 🖋️

This is tvd crossover with teen wolf and the reader is Bonnie Bennett sister .

This fic contain typical violence , death , angst, fluff , implied smut , some emotional trauma

OC is only mine and others credit belong to the rightful creators .

There will major changes in plot of the tv shows.

Info. She THE SCARLET PHOENIX

THE SCARLET PHOENIX OUTFITS

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5.Shadow of the past 🖋️

A Dean Winchester and Sam Winchester stroy

Horror/paranormal au

Reader insert

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3. BTS

1.Fall Of Empire 🖋️

This is an ot7 x reader fic with royal au

These is around the mediaeval era type of thing.

These are just fiction from my imagination it has nothing to do with the real members of bts . Im not a die hard fan so i apologize forehand any mistake or offensive outcome from my fic to the fan or members.

It just fic enjoy it . There will tw for chapter, I'm learning about that too. So if anything makes you uncomfortable then don't read it.

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2. 𝙰𝙿𝙾𝙲𝙰𝙻𝚈𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙲 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙻𝙳 🖋️

This is maze runner au

There wil be change in plot.

All the pictures I found in Pinterest it's not mine.

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4.BULLET TRAIN 📌

This is bullet train fic. Tangerine x reader x ladybug maybe. There will swearing it's tangerine so and blood and violence .

Reader is journalist who trying find everything about white death and her journey in the train.

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🔹2023 Wrap Up🔹

I've never really done an end of the year type of post, but I got inspired somehow. Maybe because this year has been in many ways slower and filled with rest more than any other year in my life so far (which is a good thing), but I started looking back, wondering if I'd really done "anything" this year, and I can see there's still a decent amount of things I've accomplished that are meaningful to me. So, this is almost diary type self-reflection. But I'll post it because I would like to see other people do this type of thing too. ✨

This is mostly work and hobbies related.

Original writing published

Rummuttaja (Drummer)

My third published novel and the first book in my first fantasy series. I'll talk about it more in its own post but it's about an island where people can control earthquakes with music, and musically gifted children are brought up as heroes to be. I spent about half of 2023 editing this book and I'm probably more proud of it than anything else I've published.

Sydäntekniikkaa (Heart Techniques)

A short story, or a novella, with a spin on the innocent girl meets heartless boy trope. Discusses politics, environment, prejudice, ignorance and disability in a fantastical setting. It was published in a steampunk anthology Rautasilmä ja muita steampunk-kertomuksia (Iron eye and other steampunk stories) with three other stories. Here's a drawing of my main character.

A book review I wrote on Sankareita ja shakkinappuloita (Heroes and chess pieces) by Heidi Torn, appeared in a Finnish SFF magazine Kosmoskynä. I very rarely make time to help with this magazine I've subscribed to for many years, so I'm glad I did. The book was about Greek gods in modern day Finland, so as a Percy Jackson fan I was obviously intrigued.

Original works written

2023 wasn't the most active writing year since I spent so much time editing, but I managed to write

about a half of a fantastical murder mystery in a ballet school told from the perspective of seven students with very different views on the school and the people in it

a short story about a magical doll maker student attempting to manipulate another guy to be less full of himself

Editing work

I've just started as one of three editors for a magic school story anthology. It is my first time so I'm learning from the other two who are more experienced and actually have their university degrees in Finnish language which I don't. I was asked along as more of the magic school expert since most of my published work so far is set in them. We are only just starting to go through the submissions since the deadline was the end of the year, so I haven't done much yet but I really love helping other people make the most of their writing, so I'm very excited. ✨

Fan fiction

Words published: 225 239

Words written: 263 315

Not including a few 100 word drabbles, and fake chats which are actually from past fics anyway just in visual form.

My fics were mostly KagaKuro, as they usually are, but I also wrote one AoMomo. My plans for 2024 have more diverse focus characters, though!

Illustration/Graphic design

I got more work for cover design than before this year. I'm still such a newbie on this, but I'm fairly happy with many of them, and I've discovered such passion for this art. Only writing books is more satisfying than getting to be the one to bring out the book's core in a visual form. And some of the authors have really loved the covers and felt like I got them, which of course feels amazing. I always wanted to do my own covers but now that I get to do other people's too I just want to do it more and more.

Drawings/Paintings

This was definitely a KnB heavy year! Which I enjoyed a lot. I didn't do that many original things but I was really happy to get back to traditional art after several years now that I think my digital art skills have improved to pretty much the same level.

Comics

I didn't really complete anything but in June I got about half way through this KagaKuro comic (with female Kuroko) based on my own fic Kuroko's Fairytale.

This is definitely one of the things I want to finish the most in 2024! I felt so high drawing it. It was such a strange experience because female Kuroko was not supposed to be a thing for me... (it was supposed to be just one funky fic that happens in a dream, never to be revisited again, because my brain is so much work it beats itself up about even the most minuscule changes I might like to make on existing characters, like, my brain just has no chill about fiction, everything is death serious, it's fucking annoying even to me) But. BUT. B U T. When I was drawing this comic. Oh. My. God. I have no words for how good it felt. Like, I obviously knew you can experience love on behalf of fictional characters (hello, shipping) but I had never before experienced gender euphoria on behalf of a fictional character. There's no other way to describe it, girl Kuroko absolutely destroyed me in the best of ways. So she's here to stay, I can't push her back anymore.

Anyway, have a sneak peek. I still struggle a lot with consistent anatomy as I have my whole life, but there are a few frames I love already, my favourite probably being the one which is also my icon.

Not that I'm not also in love with stupid prince Kagami, but I was never fighting that so it's a little different.

Books read

Not an especially good reading year in quantity. In quality it was, though. I don't think there was one book that I disliked. My problem these days is that every time I try to take time to read a book, about a half an hour into it my brain goes like... You know what? You could be working on your own writing. But it's also very important for a writer to read, so I have to retrain my brain to stop feeling like it's wasting time when I read.

Total: 29 (or 35 if you count KnB as two volumes each since it's double edition)

New books: 17

Rereads: 12(/18)

Several of these are books I did covers for, and I started a KnB reread to check for ideas I haven't covered in my fics yet, so if you take these "business" reads out of the equation, I didn't read that much for just pleasure. That's something I want to improve in 2024.

The most memorable book was probably The Song of Achilles (a damn difficult read since I saw so many of my own relationships patterns in Patroclus to a painful detail, ugh. And yeah Achilles definitely reminded me of some specific people too. Kind of destroyed all my blissful surrealist separation with this story and made me disillusioned with it, but in the end it might have been good for me).

Fics read

Ok, this is downright shameful to me. I read so little. But go give some love to these fics I've read which were obviously made with love.

Reap What You Sow (one-sided (??) AoMomo) by @vespersposts

summer drabble (Kagami) by cempasuchil_03

Noodle Kiss (KagaKuro) by @myndless88

The Art of Self-Pillage (Haizaki, OC) by @lylakoi

Let's Have a War (Kise, Kasamatsu, OC) by @lylakoi

Tastes of Cinnamon (KagaKuro) by @lilypheria

Nail art

A new hobby for me! I hadn't even owned nail polish before. And couldn't stand long nails either. I have no clue what inspired this, to be honest. I'm very new to it, but here are my favourites.

The text print on blue nails was definitely the most me, but I think I particularly enjoy prints in general. I made the star ones for Christmas.

I bet I've forgotten something obvious but this post is pretty long already and it looks like a pretty good summary. Definitely helped me sort out my thoughts on what I want to do in 2024 and what priorities I should have.

Good luck to everyone on all your future plans. ✨💙

#end of year wrap up #writing #art #knb #books #fics #personal

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