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eustasskidagenda · 6 months

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anon asked: Hi, fellow Kid-Stan, I love your writing, it's so well-written! So I hope my request isn't too weird, but would you mind writing some headcanons with a fem reader afraid of having sex with Kidd, Zoro, Law and Sanji if that's okay. Like because the reader is stressed about getting hurt (maybe because of their size or because it’s been a long time since the last time the reader had sex, no heavy topic involved!) Thank you if you consider writing this scenario and please, can I stay anon if you post this?

Hello, dear anon! Thank you for requesting and your kind words, it was interesting to think about how those dummies would act in this situation. I hope you'll like the result.♡

☆Kid, Zoro, Law & Sanji with a s/o afraid of having sex

CW : n/sfw, MDNI, f!reader, size kink, oral sex (reader receiving), fingering (reader receiving), v. sex, unprotected sex, protected sex, dirty talk, praises, Sanji talking in French because I could die for this, Kid is cursing as always, let me know if I forgot something

WC : around 2,000

You can read the part two here & the part three here

Kid

Let's assume it's your first time in the same bed: Kid being... Kid, his first reaction would be to grin cockily or even laugh proudly. He thinks you're actually praising him for his size. Please keep going, it’s music to his ears. He loves praises and when you acknowledge his size. It fuels his ego tremendously. "I know it's big, that's enough praise. Wait, were you talking seriously?"

Seriously, Kid, ugh.

So, once he realized you're not praising him but rather really stressed, he's still pleased with himself.

Kid is a man of action; talking, trying to understand, or reassuring is not something he's easily able to do. Because honestly, he would just say something like "it's just sex, I'm not gonna hurt ya, look how wet you are"

Whenever there's a problem, he's more inclined to take action to find a solution. So his first reaction is to ask if you want to stop. Although he may be cocky and carefree, he would never cause harm to anyone he truly cares about. And no one will have a good time if you're too stressed. Totally pointless.

So you have to tell him you want to continue, but you're nervous because Kid is not the one to indulge into sweetness and his size doesn't make things more easily.

"Then, come get what you want by yourself" he would say before laying on his back, his cock twitching impatiently. Kid doesn't often let his partner ride him, except when he's feeling tired. His body is truly a beautiful throne to sit on. A toned and beautiful body, covered with scars, like war paint, full of stories and secrets.

Once you finally straddle him, he would hold your hips firmly as you line your wet pussy up to his cockhead. When you slowly impale yourself on his thick member, he would let out a low, animalistic growl of satisfaction. You feel too tight around him, and you feel too full with him buried deep inside you, stretching your walls.

He would guide you down his cock until his balls deep inside you. The expression of pure delight on his face is truly mesmerizing. Riding someone as tough and impressive is quite intimidating, so he would hold your hips, helping you to move up and down, as you slowly adjust to him. "Fuck, look at you, taking me all the way in like the good girl you're"

He feels your walls tightening him as you start to move faster.

"Take it easy" That's the moment you will hear his shaky breath and deep growls. He can't handle how good you feel. So wet, so hot, so tight as you walls spasms around him. His cock is throbbing inside you and he grit his teeth, holding your hips that firmly it will leave bruises on your skin tomorrow.

He's truly trying his best to not just hold your hips and slams inside you as his usual rough and merciless pace. He wants to transform you into a whiny mess.

"Shit, y/n, let me fuck you."

And once you finally get used to him, then prepare yourself for the wildest ride of your life. You better hold onto those sheets tightly. Because he will slap your ass, pull on your hair and fuck you with enough intensity to leave you breathless and exhausted.

Zoro

Zoro has not a lot of experience because he's way too focused on his goal of becoming the greatest swordsman ever. Even when it comes to sex, he's a bit oblivious. So you better have to be precise and explain things correctly, so that it takes over his mind. As Kid, he's not a man of many words, he doesn't really know how to reassure you. Like, okay, it's been a while since the last time you had sex, but the same applies to him. At least you're in the same situation, isn't that nice?

He's trying his best.

Once he's sure you want to keep going, he will consider the whole thing like a training: everyone needs a good warm-up. So prepare yourself to have your pussy eat for a long, long time and to cum at least once against his lips. He may not be the most experienced, but he learns quickly and your body language is like talking to him.

He would then slowly push two fingers inside you, feeling how wet you are for him. "Looks like my girl is ready for me, yeah?"

Try not to be too embarrassed when he hungrily licks his fingers covered in your wetness, like if it were a precious cup of sake. The way your body looks and tastes is truly intoxicating. How could he get enough of your shivering, moaning, sweating, begging, and slow pleads when his head is buried between your thighs?

"Now open your legs for me"

Eyes darkening with lust as he sees your folds exposed, his cock twitching and throbbing. Although he is thick, he never realized it. So you better prepare yourself.

He would look into your eyes just to be sure you're still willing, before placing his hands on your shoulders to pinning you down the mattress, shifting his weight so he can position himself at your entrance.

Thrust forward, filling you up in one swift motion. He's completely focused, as if it's an important battle. And actually, he's really struggling to stay nice and slow for you. He's quiet. Breathe deeply and make low grunts close to your ear. When you begin to scratch his back, he becomes confused. Why are you doing this? Does it hurt or feel good? "You doing okay?"

If you tell him you need more now, he will give it to you as hard as you want.

"Such a brave girl"

Law

As a good doctor, his first reaction is to understand the cause of the problem. Is it a physical or psychological problem? Sex can be painful if you're experiencing too much stress or vaginismus. If he wants to help you feel better, he needs to understand what's going on. He’s a logical man, he can't act without a good understanding of what's happening.

He would probably cover your body too, in order to preserve your intimacy while you explain him you're just a bit stressed because it's been a long time and you often face pain when it comes to sex.

"Sex isn't supposed to hurt or to be stressful. Do you want to continue?"

As you slowly nodded, he would kiss your forehead and then slowly remove the bedsheets, revealing your bare body to himself.

He wants to reassure you even if he struggles with intimacy, including in the bedroom. He's not that kind of guy having sex with random people. If you end up in the same bed, it's because he genuinely cares about you. And damn, he definitely knows how to take care of your body too. He has divine hands. Good to heal, but also to help you reach new heights. The way he runs his hands along your body, your inner thighs, your pussy, and then your clit causes shivers down your spine.

And when he slides two fingers inside your core, damn, the only thing you can do is arches your back and beg for more. He’s the king of fingering. You can't help but cum as his thumb circles your clit while he pushes his long fingers in and out of you. When he removes them, his tattoos are soaked with your wetness, you are flustered, and he's content with himself. He can't help but grins, licking his fingers while watching your reaction closely. Even in bed, Law likes to tease you.

"Need me so bad, y/n-a?" with a slight pinch on your nipple

He's a doctor, so he will wear a condom. Even if you're wet, he'll reach for the bottle of lubricant and then sloshing some onto his palm before smearing it over his length. The emo boy myth is true because his cock is long.

Usually, Law struggles with eye contact, it's too intimate for his sake. But for once, he will let you lie on your back, spreading your thighs enough to fit in between. His tattooed chest slowly rises up with each breath, making him look beautiful over you.

"You're ready?"

He's a smart and careful person, so he'll go slowly and check your expression to ensure you're alright. He feels the tightness around his cock. So wet, so hot. His hands are shaking on your hips while he gently steady you. "Everything's fine?"

Slow and deep strokes as you trace the tattoos on his arms and chest. With his lips sealed to yours, he swallows all of your moans. And his low, deep breaths are leaving you in shambles.

Sanji

Oh, sweet Sanji. Similar to Zoro, he's not the most experienced, but he has a kind and compassionate soul. He would let you explain yourself, running his hands all over your shoulders, hair and stomach, trying to soothe you as you confess you're scared because it's been a while since the last time you had sex.

Sanji would never judge you. He would offer you sweet kisses to cover your body, promising to take things at your own pace. And if you need to stop, please just tell him. He would try his best to hide that he's a bit nervous too; nervous about hurting you or not being good enough for you.

Gentle kisses on your neck, breasts, lower stomach, inner thighs, and hands running all over your skin, fondling your breasts softly with a heavenly touch. He wants to take good care of every inch of your skin because your body is so precious, perfect and beautiful. All your shivering, moaning, and the way you look at him with pure love on your face... it melts his heart. He desperately wants to be inside you, but he'll never rush the whole thing. Like a good meal, sex deserves to be appreciated.

Probably the king of oral sex, he could keep his head burring between your thighs for the entire day and still can't get enough of how good you pussy feel and taste. He is fond of eating you out, hearing you moan, feeling you shivering and beg for more. The way your body is arching, how you grab his hair, pressing his lips more firmly against your wet folds. Not only do his hands know how to cook, but they also know how to please your body. Slowly circling your clit, fondling your breasts, and caring for every inch of your skin, making you melt and beg for more. You forgot you were tensed and stressed with all his attention.

Sanji being Sanji, he would love to bind your wrists with his tie, but he knows it's not the time for this. "I need to be inside you, mon amour" (my love) His cock is painfully hard and twitching, leaking in pre-cum.

As you spread your legs, letting him know that you're ready for more, Sanji would try his best to hide how stressed he really is. He doesn't want to hurt you. Fingers entwined with yours, a lot of eye contact as he slowly pushes his cock inside you. "Shh, it's okay. You're so tight. Laisse-moi te faire l'amour" (let me make love to you)

You softly moan as he penetrates you completely. You were stressed about getting hurt after such a long time without having sex, but Sanji is so soft that it didn't hurt even a bit. Even if you're relaxed, he would ask, "Am I hurting you?" And when you confirm that everything is more than fine, he can't help but sigh in relief. His fingers are still entwined with yours as you use your other hand to softly pull on his hair.

Slow and deep strokes. "C'est si bon d'être en toi" (it feels so good to be inside you) He is not ashamed of moaning. Moans that are really pretty. The feeling of your skin against his, how wet and welcoming you are inside. This is too much for him to handle.

Naturally, when it came to aftercare, he would rush to the kitchen to make you a good meal.

Sanji is so sweet please, help.

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sunflowersteves · 2 years

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the color green || e.m.

summary || Your friendship with Eddie and Chrissy wouldn't be an issue if you weren't head over heals for the damn metalhead.

pairing || eddie munson x fem!reader

author's note || this was a fic idea by my lovely ❤️‍🔥anon and little did they know that i love some jealousy angst fics, i hope you enjoy it!!

warnings || mention of weed, angst, afab!reader, jealousy, smut [18+ only!!], choking, a little bit of somnophilia but not rlly, dom x sub dynamics, switch!eddie, switch!reader, riding, dry humping, kinda unstable reader, unprotected sex, petnames, MINORS DNI

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If your imaginative mind had its way, Eddie Munson would be six feet underground at the moment. At least, that was what your glare toward the president of Hellfire Club seemed like to everyone else.

Although, your murderous intent wasn’t for the reason that most people associate Eddie with.

You, on the other hand, were in love with Eddie Munson. Your vendetta against the metalhead was completely different from the rest of them.

Usually, people hate Eddie Munson because he’s a freak, an outcast, a loser, and a devil worshiper. They would immediately pin the blame on Eddie for the crazy things that go on in Hawkins, Indiana. They would seek him out to tell him about how his club is some cult that conspires against the government—or something.

You, though, loved his crazy antics of singing and hopping around. You loved his passion for Dungeons and Dragons and watched him for hours writing a new campaign. You loved the way he hid his face in his hair when he got nervous. You loved the way he tapped his rings on any hard surface.

You love Eddie Munson.

The main issue was that you and Eddie had a…thing. What kind of thing were you? You had no clue which was driving you up the damn wall.

It was some unspoken thing when Eddie whispered in your ear that he needed you. It was an unspoken thing when you gave Eddie a blowjob in his beat-up van. It was an unspoken thing when you and Eddie fucked on more than one occasion.

It was the unspoken, unmentioned thing that was tearing you apart, especially since his newfound attention was dead set on Chrissy Cunningham. You watched as Chrissy’s head fell back in laughter at something Eddie had said and threw a french fry at him.

To make matters even worse, it was you that introduced them. You knew Chrissy Cunningham was one of the genuinely—rare—nice cheerleaders out in the world. After you had graduated, she and Eddie were the only ones to actually give a shit about you. So, you were the one that told Eddie to not judge a book by its cover.

And now, you were seriously regretting your actions. The thing is, you didn’t hate Chrissy. Far from it, in fact. You understand better than most people how Eddie could light up a room in a matter of seconds. Hell, she’s your friend, too. A good friend.

Instead, you placed all of your hatred and ire onto Eddie. Was it deserved? Probably not, but your feelings were too jumbled and fused together. You couldn’t stand the thought of pure, loud rejection from the love of your life, so your mind retreated to a safe space of anger.

“Where did you go?” You scoot back into the booth, which was opposite of Eddie and Chrissy—which burned a hole through your heart, no doubt.

“I told you I was going to the bathroom, didn’t I?” You winced at the harsh tone you sent Eddie’s way. You hadn’t meant for it to be that cruel sounding, but you’re a bit on edge.

“Shit, I only asked.” He held his hands up in defense. “What’s got you so riled up?”

You sigh. “Sorry. I-I’m—um—gonna go. I forgot that Robin needed me for something. Enjoy your meal, guys.” You heard both of their protests as you walked away. You couldn’t dare look back or you knew you would immediately give into them.

Jesus Christ, you need to get a hold of yourself and your feelings. How long until they both corner you to ask what’s wrong?

That exact problem of what was wrong was about to send you into a downward spiral. It was like you couldn’t even look or think about the man without your heart exploding into fireworks.

You were entirely jealous of their requited feelings—more so, jealous that Eddie was smitten for another girl that wasn’t you.

Shit, you really love Eddie Munson.

Ever since that day that you left the diner, it felt like Chrissy and Eddie were inseparable. Your heart split into thousands of little pieces as you watched them hang out. More specifically, hanging out without you.

His arm was always around her waist, pulling her closer to him. Their smiles were always bright, and their eyes looked at each other like they hung the moon. Goddamn, it was annoying and so thoroughly heartbreaking.

So, when Eddie invited you to hang out with him at his trailer—alone—you were surprised. You two hadn’t hung out for about two months, and your heart had seriously suffered. Unbeknownst to you, though, his heart suffered too.

You walked through the door of his trailer and sat your bag down near a bookshelf. You could hear rustling from his bedroom, most likely trying to find his pre-rolled weed. You sat yourself down onto the couch, and your shoulders almost felt stiff against the worn leather.

You watched him bounce around as he walked into the room, surprised by his giddiness and excited expression. In his mind, it was super jumbled and filled with nerves at being able to hang out with you again.

He sits down next to you with a bowl of popcorn and reaches for the remote. He puts on your favorite movie, and that’s when you finally started to relax. Maybe being around Eddie wasn’t as bad for your heart as you thought it was. Maybe there was still something for you to give him even if he can’t give it back.

Which is exactly why you’re in this situation right now and you didn’t even know when it had happened. Scratch that. Was it even happening now? Were you dreaming?

Amongst the small discussions about life and passing snacks around, somewhere in between, Eddie had kissed you. He kissed you so feverishly and passionately that it knocked the wind out of you, and—fuck—you had missed this.

Had it been minutes? Hours? Who even knew at this point.

All you knew was that Eddie’s lips on your neck and his hands on your hips felt heavenly—absolutely cosmic. You were laid down on the couch, back against the cushions with Eddie’s face between your neck.

He was on top of you, a hand moving around your body as if he was savoring every moment, while the other kept him propped up. His tongue swirled around the already irritated skin from his teeth sinking into your neck.

You whimpered, hands gripping his hellfire t-shirt. “You like that, sweetheart?” He continued his biting, becoming more brutal by the second. “Mhm? Why don’t you tell me how much you like it, yeah?”

Before you could even answer him, there’s a knock at the door. You both freeze, his own eyes wide with something that almost looked like guilt. You don’t dare to move, too focused on the big reality check that slapped you in the face.

“Eddie? Are you there?” A sullen pit sunk into your stomach at the sound of that voice.

Chrissy.

Chrissy was here. At Eddie’s trailer wanting something: drugs, homework, or maybe Eddie.

While you’re in your own head, Eddie’s looking at you with concern. He opens his mouth to ask you something, but it quickly shuts as the pounding on his door continues.

Eddie cursed under his breath, “Sorry, let me just do this real fast—”

Before you know it, that little green devil floods through your veins. You grab Eddie and slightly shove him back onto the couch. His eyebrows were furrowed in confusion, and you would’ve thought it was cute if the pure rage wasn’t burning through your system.

“What the f—” The words completely die on his tongue as you’re straddling his waist. You lean in close to him, one of your hands gripping his throat. He let out a surprised whimper as his shoulders tensed under your harsh gaze.

“Try to answer the door, Eddie.” Your jaw is tight, eyes filled with fury, “Try it.” You could feel him gulp beneath your hand, and then he’s biting his lip.

It would be the biggest lie in the history of lies if he wasn’t turned on by what you just did. You had practically manhandled him onto the couch, and your hand was on his throat. Holy shit. He could feel his cock twitch ever so slightly at that look between your eyes.

“Is she gone?”

Silence. No bounding on doors, no calls for Eddie, and no jiggling of the doorknob. Absolute silence.

“Yeah, she is.”

You smirked, fingers squeezing his neck ever so slightly, “good.”

He lets out a strangled moan as you start to grind onto his hips. You rolled them across his bulge that was poking out from his ripped jeans, and his head rolled back in pleasure.

“You like that, Eddie?” You mocked. “Why don’t you tell me how much you like it, huh?”

His jaw slacked open, and if it was even possible, he got harder. “F-Fuck, I–” Your hand on his neck squeezed a little, prompting a small moan from him.

The sound buzzed through your ears, and an almost primal instinct flooded through you. You were getting way too impatient, so you stood up—definitely earning a whine from Eddie.

You tugged your jeans and underwear down, and Eddie started to do the same—lifting his ass off the couch and shimming them down his legs. Before you could start taking your shirt off, Eddie grabs you by the hips and plops you onto his lap.

“You are driving me fucking crazy, you know that?”

“Fuck, Eddie—” You barely have any time to react before he’s crashing his lips onto yours. His hands are making dents into your hips, and his lips are sucking and biting against your own. The feel of his calloused hands on yours and the wet kisses he was giving you was absolutely addicting. It makes your mind fuzz into warmth.

You break the kiss, looking down to see his hard member pressed against your stomach. You practically drool at the sight. He was big and oh so thick. He smiles, “like what you see, baby?”

You nod, no longer wanting to wait, and aligned his cock with your cunt. You slide down and grip his shoulder—leaving harsh indents from your fingernails. Your walls were wet and thick—another thing that he missed. “Oh fuck—shit—”

You started to move up against his cock before coming down again. “Eddie, Oh my god—” His hand went underneath your shirt and molded your breasts around it. You moaned against his cheek, faces just inches away from one another.

“Fuckin’ mine, baby, you got that?” His eyes widened at the aspiration that whispered between your lips. “Say it, Eddie. Say that you’re mine.”

“‘M yours. I’ve always been yours.” His eyes flicker between watching his cock disappear and your euphoric expression with your mouth agape to let out a sultry moan. It was just music to his ears.

His little confession seemed to send him over the edge because he’s helping you bounce on his cock, a harsh contrast to the man moments ago. Now he was rutting up into you and then slamming you back down onto him.

“Yeah, I’m fuckin’ yours, you got that? Put that into your pretty little head of yours. I belong to you.” He took your hand and placed it back onto his neck. You whimper as your walls clench, and it almost sends Eddie into a spiral.

“Yeah, you’re mine, baby—” You squeeze your fingers just a little around the base of his neck and he groans—almost animalistic sounding. You mewl at his cock hitting that sweet, honeyed spot, and you’re almost gripping his neck tighter.

“You gonna cum, sweetheart? You gonna stake your claim on me?” You can’t respond, your mind too focused on the tip of his cock rutting into you over and over and over. “Fuck, Eddie, I’m—”

Your body seizes as you cry out his name—the euphoric feeling flooding each and every five senses until all you can think or utter is Eddie. He’s still fucking into you—relentless with each thrust as he chases his own orgasm.

“Where do you—”

You whine at the overstimulation, “Inside, Eddie, please—”

The mere thought of your begging had floated into that space into his mind. Your puffy cunt is pulsating as his tick wet ropes of cum fill you up to the brim. “Shit, fuck, sweetheart—so fucking good.”

You both end up to a slow rhythm until he stops, body relaxing against the sofa. You tap his shoulder gently as you calm down, the only sounds of your chests heaving from the breath leaving your lungs.

You can’t quite tell the look on his face, something that felt almost odd. He opened his mouth until he closed it again, his hand squeezing your hip. It was as if you would disappear if he let you go.

“Listen… I–” You try to cut him off with your hand on his shoulder. You knew what was about to come—that loud rejection hitting the base of your stomach. But he shook his head, and that only surprised you.

“I can’t let you leave until you know how I feel.” He paused, eyes flickering towards you. “I love you. I’ve always loved you. I just—I just was too afraid to admit it. And then—” He chuckles a little and then reaches over to grab your hand. “And then you got jealous of Chrissy, today, and I knew you needed to know.”

Oh. Oh, shit. “You—What?”

He let out a breathless chuckle and started to wipe his thumb against your hip bone. He let the silence sit as you took in each of his words. He was trying to be nice, but his mind was starting to become way too loud.

And then you smiled. You smiled so wide, and it was beautiful.

“I love you too, Eddie. I love you so much. I have for so long.” He kisses you gently, smiling widely because he just can’t help it.

“Let's finish that movie, yeah?”

“So…”

You looked up at Chrissy with furrowed eyebrows, sipping your milkshake. “So, what?”

She rolled her eyes slightly at you, “Tell me all the details about Eddie!” You choked on the cold liquid hitting your throat.

“W-What? How—”

She gave you a look, and then a sparkling glint in her eyes had almost shined. “Why do you think I told Eddie to hang out with you that day? And why do you think I coincidentally wanted drugs from him at the same time?” She paused, dipping a french fry into ketchup.

“You two were so miserable without each other, and it was driving me crazy, especially you, you know.” She reached over and grabbed your wrist, giving it a squeeze. “I knew about your feelings for Eddie before you could even figure it out yourself.”

Holy fucking shit. She knew. Who was this, and what have they done with Chrissy?

Your jaw hung open and then closed; you were astonished and astounded. “I don’t know whether to say thank you and hug you or punch your devious arm right now.”

She giggled, twirling her strawberry blonde hair between her fingers. “I’ll take the first option, thank you.”

“Yeah, yeah, come here, you little schemer.”

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the-revisionist · 10 days

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Questions for Writers

Jeez, I forgot I left this in my drafts! Thanks for the tag, @calunalilly

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

My initial reaction to this question was, why are these fucking people asking me to do more math? Then I realized it's listed in the statistics tab on my dash. Which tells me 792,881 words. That seems low to me? (My writerly self-image is a verbose motherfucker.)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Currently Last Tango in Halifax, Happy Valley, Collateral. In the past I wrote a lot of words about Xena, well, uber Xena.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

The Tristan Chord, the marriage plot, The Wandering Star, The Argentinian Maneuver, and The Wild Nothing.

5. Do you respond to comments?

Absolutely. If ever I miss a response, it's likely because I have my head up the ass of real life. So if you've commented and I've not responded, I apologize.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I feel like they're all angsty? But I'd have to go way back to the Xena stuff for the truly angsty shit, probably Coup de Grace or Venezia.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Maybe The Argentinian Maneuver or a good fixed star.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not really. I've gotten a couple passive-aggressive comments here and there, but overall I'd say our tiny corner of fandom is filled with folks who have excellent manners and are very supportive of their writers. ;)

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

On occasion. You have to dig through a lot of adjectives and dubious metaphors, but it's there.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I guess Happy Valley/Collateral is crossover territory, no? Unfortunately it's not crazy.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I'm aware of but if I find anyone who does, I will seriously go Catherine Cawood on your ass.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes, a series of old Uber Xena stories. Some brave soul translated them into French (!). I think there may have been one translated into Spanish as well. I have no idea if any of them are still available online.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Cowrote a mad little uber-Xena tale eons ago with my dear beloved @thelnjames. Good times!

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

Caroline/Gillian on LTiH, and the uber-Xena pairing of Mel/Janice.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I would like to finish Perihelion, the crazy western LTiH AU I started years ago. Might have to rewatch Deadwood for inspo.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Knowing when all the shit I threw in the kitchen sink is too much (i.e., editing).

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I get too caught up in trying to write pretty and make everything a big old fucking metaphor.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

It gives me the shits. I tend to research a lot, so I would try to find a native speaker of said language to verify that what I've written is accurate.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Xena.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

This is like asking a mother, who is your favorite child?

I'm tagging anyone who's interested in doing this!

#writing #me

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madsmilfelsen · 16 days

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20 questions for fic writers

tagged by @thenookienostradamus, quyanaa!

1. How many works do you have on Ao3? 22 :)

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count? 237, 409, yeehaw!

3. What fandoms do you write for? Magic Mike (allegedly), Always Sunny (allegedly), Killer Joe, True Detective (season one, I get too weepy if I think about season four too long but someday!), Midnight Mass, Shadow & Bone, Tell Me Your Secrets, Loki, and I've got an original work snuck in there, too

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

5. Do you respond to comments? Typically! I have a habit of hoarding my favorites in my inbox so if I take a week or three months to answer you it's because I've been thinking about kissing you on the mouth. Comments really make my day so I do my best to show gratitude to those who take the time to make them.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Maybe Sinhound? I don't set out to write angst.................. ever, but ending with Mildred's funeral wasn't what I was expecting either.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? All of them :) I'm a sucker for love and happy endings :)))))

8. Do you get hate on fics? no and that gets more and more shocking each time I post a new work lately as my ao3 becomes a pit of depravity while I work through everything I can't put in my novel manuscript.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? hell yeah fuck yeah. I like playing in varying degrees of consent, unhealthy or unbalanced dynamics, girls who come too fast and have weird relationships with sex, yada yada. I have a really supportive husband who I am disgustingly, deeply in love with so a lot of genuine warm and fuzzy feelings for one old man in particular generates a lot of material.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written? I simply don't have the mind processes for it and admire those who can mix media like that.

11. free space / no question here, send me an ask with one instead please :)

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Not that I know of! would be awfully neat though.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Oh man, I had a fun star wars piece I was writing with my dear friend, Jess, when impostor syndrome struck too hard to finish-- I still have the embroidery she did of our title (the inverse must also be true) in my office hanging below my first rejection letter :)

14. What’s your all time favorite ship? every goblin couple that make out nasty style, so uh, rust/sugar :( they're so special to me and pulled me out of a Hellacious writer's block

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? My only wip is Sunday School Dropout because I sort of forgot where I was going with it, it'll come back with light voyeurism, blood drinking, virginity taking, the usual order

16. What are your writing strengths? I feel like this is question to really sell myself but honestly, hell if I know, creating place? mannerisms maybe? Beyond my general insecurities, some of the nicest compliments I've gotten are for things I did unintentionally so hard to say! I have crafted some fuckin nonlinear bangers I'll give myself that much.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? I DON'T KNOW HOW TO MAINTAIN TENSE and I HAVE NO WORKING KNOWLEDGE OF SENTENCE STRUCTURES, which annoy me and are my father's biggest complaints so I can't take them seriously enough to consciously attempt to improve on them yet. Lately, I've been smoking weed and flipping vocabulary flashcards before bed because my diction feels stagnant, a bit repetitive across pieces like.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I can't even speak english well enough to write coherently I'm not going to fuck up further with google translate. I did some ballet au's a few years back that I know have some french in it but I think I did a firmly okay job with the sprinkles of dialogue-- I know damn well my terminology is correct.

19. First fandom you wrote for? technically game of thrones, I have a sansa/sandor reunion very angrily tapped out in my notes app when season eight skipped it. The first work I posted was Seduction of Odile after I saw a post here about the potential of a rey/kylo blackswan au, reached out and asked if I could give it a try and here I am 22 works and years later :)

20. Favorite fic you’ve written? I'm going to be corny but I have a soft spot for every fic that connected me with other writers who are so talented and inspiring and force me to be better so I feel like I can talk to them lmao

tagging tagging tagging @the-heartlines @labyrinthphanlivingafacade @littleredwritingcat @abeadofpoison @teeth-ing @itstendereye @barbie-nightmare-house

#it's spring and there is rain on my metal roof and peepers peeping in the swamp #i'm v happy and the will to write is strong again :)#mads levshakoff

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baublekute · 4 months

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OC Interview Questions: Valerie Rose Barrère

Tagged by @ghostoffuturespast thank you! Love these little games and writing practices. Also needed to think how my V would actually answer these questions...

[Mama Welles' on a Saturday night.]

V (reading a book on the couch with her feet up): "What are you two giggling about over there? It's suspicious and I don't like it." Misty (cuddling with Jackie on the opposite end of the couch): "Oh, we decided to make you a dating profile." V (initial confusion followed by a bit of rage): "A dat… The fuck?" Jackie (with the laptop): "You need some action, hermana." V: "No. Absolutely not. Delete that shit right now." [Jackie gives V his best puppy dog eyes.] V (waiting a moment): "Uggh. Fine… I'm gonna regret this." Jackie: "Heh, wasn't actually sure that was gonna work." (straightening himself out to look more serious) "Nickname?" [V gives Jackie a bombastic side eye.] Jackie: "Oh right!" (Types the letter as he says it) "V." Misty: "Height?" V: "5ft 3in." Jackie: "Gender?" V: "Seriously, Jack?" Jackie: "What? I don't want to assume." V (sighing, realizing he has a valid point): "Sure. Female." Misty: "Orientation?" V: "Straight I guess?" Jackie: "Nationality and… or… ethnicity?" V: "Uhh, my mother was Scottish/French and I think she said something about my father being Finnish. Anyways, born and raised in Heywood." Jackie (speaking the words slowly as he typed his version): "White. Very white. Heywood born and bred." Misty: "Star sign? I know this one already. Sagittarius." [Updating to Libra - forgot it's actually been official, and I stick with a lot of canon] Jackie: "Favorite fruit?" V: "Honeydew melon." Misty: "Favorite season? Autumn, right?" V: "You got it." Jackie (using his most delicate voice): "Favorite flower?" V (sharply): "Snapdragons." Misty: "Your favorite scent?" V: "Oh man… I have so many… cedarwood, jasmine, sandalwood, bergamot, books…" [Misty nods in agreement, thinking of her favorite incense in the shop.] Jackie: "Coffee, tea, or hot chocolate?" V: "Tea usually. I'm… selective when it comes to coffee." Jackie (types and mutters): "Psh. I'll say. Can never bring you coffee anymore." Misty: "Average hours of sleep?" V: "9 to 10. I get cranky with less." Jackie: "You sure do." V (annoyed, raised voice): "Do you want me to finish these questions or not Jackie?" Jackie (puts his hands up in surrender): "Alright alright… I take it you didn't get your beauty sleep… princess." [V punches Jackie pretty hard in the arm.] Jackie (rolling over holding his bruised arm, laughing): "Oww…ahah… oww. Heh." V: "Misty, if you'd please take the rest of the questions… unless you want to drag an oversized bodybag out the door." [Jackie flashes V a stupid grin.] Misty: "Dog or cat person?" V: "Hmm… It feels like cheating to say both. Maybe I lean towards dogs. It's been awhile since I've seen one though." Misty: "Dream trip?" V: "Europe maybe? I don't know if there's anything left of my parents over there but I guess I'm curious." Misty: "I'd love to go back to Poland one day. Favorite fictional character?" V: "Probably… Edmond Dantes from The Count of Monte Cristo. It was one of my mom's favorites." Misty: "Number of blankets you sleep with?" V: "Zero or one… It's just too damn hot." Misty: "Aaand last one." V: "Oh thank god." Misty: "A fun fact?" V: "Uhhh. I guess… I enjoy retro video games?" Misty: "OK. Published." V: "Now will you two leave me be?" [bing.] Jackie (throwing himself at the computer): "Ooh! Look! Matches already, chica!" V (snatching the computer out of Jackie's hands): "Wait what? Lemme see." [V scrolls a bit, the reflection of the screen lighting up her face in the dark room.] V: "No. Noo. Definitely not. No." Jackie (takes the computer back): "Lemme take a look… I'll find you someone... Here! This guy looks promising, huh?" (excitedly turns the screen to face V.) V: "Oh. Damn. Lemme take a closer look… Nah. What a damn shame. He's NCPD."

#tag game #cyberpunk 2077 #oc interview #oc: valerie rose barrere #im still new here and don't know the rules #who wants to be tagged #a lot of current mutuals are already tagged or were the ones who tagged me

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causeimhappinesss · 2 years

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Sore loser - Leon S. Kennedy x reader

Pairing: Leon S. Kennedy x reader

Warning: slightly nsfw

Disclaimer: English isn't my native language (I'm french), so you can correct me if you spot somes mistakes :)

Request: May I request Fem/reader with Leon or Chris (if you can do both separately as well and clearly up to you to decide) I'm 5'3" short yet I feel like if I was strong enough to take both down on the ground while practicing hand to hand combat with slight nsfw at the end like being on top of them. Also I love your writings!!! And Take yo time if you have to

Even though you were a seasoned agent, you still had to train. It was essential for a D.S.O. member, especially when you were working with elite members such as the famous Leon S. Kennedy... A man full of sympathy, but a little too proud and confident, so he thought that training with you would be a piece of cake. He forgot that he himself had trained you a few months before another colleague took that task. Being 5'3 (160cm) short, you didn't impress men as tall as him, let alone enemies, and yet... they had a lot to worry about! You were proof that size doesn't necessarily matter! (Are we talking about a penis? I swear we're not)

That day you decided to review the basics of hand to hand combat, which meant being able to anticipate your partner's attacks as quickly as possible, dodge them and even turn them against him. Even though the blades you decided to train with were fake, the same ones you see in movies, you took it very seriously. You moved with such speed and grace that you seemed to fly over the ground like a ghost, so much so that it was confusing even for Leon. With his expert eye, he was analyzing your every move, managing once again to dodge one of your blows, at his side. He sketched an amused smile, almost teasing, while a gleam of mischief sparkled in his azure glance. If sweat was beginning to make your skin glow, his seemed as dry as the Sahara desert.

How the hell is that possible? So he's not human, but some kind of demigod? you thought, amazed.

"So, are you getting tired, rookie?" he chuckled, moistening his full lips.

Desirable lips, which you had so wished to taste these last months, but it seemed almost inaccessible to you. Yet, you could feel that indescribable energy coming from both of your bodies, every time you held each other so close. Your heart rate would speed up and a rush, similar to anxiety, would surge through your veins, then become blunt in your belly.

"Far from it. Speak for yourself, grandpa!" you joked, in a bold, defiant tone.

"Meanwhile, if I'm a grandpa, you still haven't managed to touch me or knock me down."

And he wasn't entirely wrong. You wanted to shut him up, if you couldn't do it with a kiss, but also to make him proud. Suddenly, you were more brutal in your attacks, which had the gift to disconcert him. You attacked him with a perfectly placed blow behind the knees and knocked him backwards. You swung astride his pelvis and slid the false blade under his chin. A victorious smile spread across your face, as bliss fogged your mind. You could be proud of yourself. You had just knocked Leon S. Kennedy to the ground.

"I let you win..." he grumbled in a hoarse voice. Of course, it was a lie and you could feel it from miles away. Leon's gaze was fixed on yours, as if he was probing you, but in reality he was trying to understand how such a thing could have happened. Was it the way your muscles rolled under your skin in the most graceful way, or was it the little bead of sweat that beaded on your skin, between your breasts, having a rather unobstructed view thanks to your low-cut henley? He lost because he was admiring your breathtaking beauty.

"You're a sore loser. That's all."

You approached her face to his and observed him, especially his lips, they were irrevocably calling you; they bewitched you. That kind of detail sometimes made you doubt his humanity. You almost wouldn't have been surprised if he was descended from Apollo.

"Do you remember what we said before we started, Kennedy?"

"That the loser would get a forfeit? Sure."

You finished sliding the blade down his neck, to his shoulder blades, under his navy blue shirt, which perfectly highlighted his bulging muscles, which you had loved to perceive on several occasions. Gently, you pressed your butt against his crotch and slipped your free hand on his chest. His Adam's apple went up, then down again, while his lips slightly opened. He held back a sigh.

"Do you want to know my forfeit?"

"Yes."

You arched over him, your chest pressed against his chest, then slid your lips against his ear. Your warm breath caressed his skin and caused him to shiver intensely. His heart rate increased and his hands found their way to your hips, close to your butt.

"I'm all ears... Miss Y/N."

"Kiss me."

You moved back, a few inches away, to plunge your glance again in his. Delicate, one of his hands went up along your ribs, until he stroked your nape and made you bend against him. He pressed on your nape to get you closer to him and pressed his lips against yours. At that moment, you didn't know what would happen to the two of you, but it didn't matter, you were enjoying the moment, and those sweet lips. Little by little, one of his hands ventured under your top, while your tongues fought a duel through a feverish kiss.

You couldn't wait for Leon to show you what he was really capable of.

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billyjosephjr · 9 months

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Some Fat Burning Tips

First, I am not a fitness expert (I only play one on TV). Just kidding...unless you know of a role that's open then I will surely audition! You all know that I like to joke around. I can really only speak to things that have worked for me personally, so that is how I will approach the topic at hand...fat burning. I also enjoy writing so I am hoping to merge my love of writing and my passion for fitness into these occasional blog posts. While I am not an expert, I am going through my personal trainer and nutritionist certification, so I at least have a textbook to look at!

Like I said, I can only speak to things that have worked for me, personally and over the last 9 months I was able to cut my body fat percentage from about 25% to 11.5%. That required regular exercise but also being very intentional with my diet. So here's what I did in a nutshell and if you have questions let me know.

Try to get 10,000 steps per day. I work at my desk most the day so I have to make sure I get up and walk or park way out in the parking lot to force myself to walk or just simply go with my wife or kids and dogs for a walk in the evening. Also, one way I increased my steps was actually at the gym. Instead of staring at my phone between sets, I try to walk around in circles. Walking is one of the most effective things you can do to burn fat, hands down.

Eat my final meal and/or snack of the day by 7pm and eat or drink NOTHING after that....no cereal, no hot weenies, no leftover chicken wings...nothing.

Don't eat anything until about 10:30am the next morning. There is science behind it, which I am not citing btw, but for men, our bodies produce testosterone and burn fat best and sometimes only in a state of starvation. This occurs most effectively while we sleep so going to sleep hungry is not a bad thing if you want to burn fat and keep your T levels up (with all the benefits that brings to the table-wink, wink).

Yes, don't eat anything until 10:30am but start the morning with a large glass of hot water (not scalding, just tapwater hot) with a pinch of sea salt and a few squirts of lemon juice. Man, you can feel it run through your veins, wake you up , and get you going. After the water and before eating breakfast (at 10:30am) you can drink black coffee (black means no cream and sugar...be a man). Awe, don't cry I'm just Joshing you Starbucks fanboys, but seriously...black coffee only. The sugar will mess up that T building/fat burning state you got going on.

Try to get at least 8 hours of sleep, distraction free. This can be hard especially if you have to piss a lot (like me). We will save the prostate discussion for another post. But do the best you can on this because, again, this is when you are making testosterone and burning fat. We all like it when have to pole vault out of the bed in the morning and this is when your body is making all the stuff needed for that to happen.

You see I like to write as much as I like to talk so this could go on for a while, but the biggest thing really is diet. You gotta be eating healthy. Track your macros. If you don't know what those should be then reach out to me and let's figure it out. It's different for every guy based on height, age, weight, and activity level but once you know what those goals are...be intentional about staying within your target goals.

So that's enough for now. Like I said, ask any questions you have. Let's work together to get and stay fit as we get older so we don't feel like we're over 40!

Cheers...Billy

Oh P.S. I forgot to include but NO MORE CHIPS, FRENCH FRIES, or SODAS! I'll talk more about this later, but for now CUT THEM OUT!

#fitness

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sewerdraws · 5 months

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people you'd like to know better tag game !

i was tagged by @tripleyeeet tysm !!

three ships :

Gortash x Durge/Tav (bg3) is the top one lately, you just know i'm a sucker for edgy violent romances and any fictional man with eyebags has an instant chokehold on me.

Akemi x Mizu x Taigen (blue eye samurai) oh my GOD i so hope the writers have set this whole thing to be a somewhat functional throuple and not an annoying love triangle with conflicts and miscommunication because all three of them are interested in each other and would be perfect for polyamory. Clearly it's not gonna be a healthy wholesome situation with how broken they are but i hope they just acknowledge at some point that they'd be okay with it

Michael x Trevor (gta5) i'm usually a fantasy person but man those characters and their storylines... gtav hit me like no other game (until bg3). Rockstar just wrote an incredible friendship dynamic that happens to also make for an incredible romantic dynamic and their extensive canon lore has potential for everything from angst, to wholesomeness, to 18+ content of everyone's taste

last film :

I almost never watch movies so i can't remember the exact last one, but there's a pretty good chance it was Summer Wars by Mamoru Hosoda because i watch it three times a year. Please watch Summer Wars. Please. It will rip your heart apart and then make you feel like it's all gonna be okay. There is no way to still be sad after finishing that movie. The visuals also fuck heavy.

currently watching :

The walking dead. I restarted it and i'm at season 6 and i forgot how incredible the writing was and so far they always manage to renew themselves with surprising situations. I also forgot how fucking brutal it is especially towards children like holy shit

Also Jujutsu Kaisen (but it's worth mentioning the absurd schedules the overworked animators are put under)

currently reading :

i don'g fucking know how to read ? but seriously i'd say Kill Six Billion Demons when the updates come out, it's a webcomic by artist and author Abbadon that i recommend to everyone that likes action-packed, fantasy comics with lengthy attack names, angelic beams and badass female characters by the dozens

currently consuming :

bg3

fable!!!!!!

lots and lots of streaming content, both french and english-speaking

currently craving :

2 bucks pizza from Lidl my beloved............

no pressure whatsoever if you decide to ignore this but i'm tagging @sun-marie @draugrfiend and @ladysantos !

#i was having a pretty awful anxiety and self-doubt Moment when i saw the notification saying i was tagged #it rly cheered me up out of thinking im an awful cringelord people want to avoid #so uh an actual genuine thank you for that sdsghs #tag game #jespar speaks #i also noticed the dong typo i left it cause its funny <3

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manonamora-if · 5 months

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It is once more Sunday!! I am also kinda taking off this weekend because breaks are important! But I've still done stuff!

Just some small stuff. MelS is about 1/3rd through the document. I don't think I'll get it back next week, but maybe the week after that.

I've also done some clean up in our documents for when we revisit the previous chapters after the writing of the story is complete. No major changes will happen in the story, just ensuring hints are there and the style is consistent throughout the chapters (since we had long breaks between chapters). Through this, I've noticed a few spots where the coding could be a tad more organised.

I've mainly worked on TRNT at the start of the week, but still have things to share.

First, the OG parser will stay in the game. I'll provide a walkthrough of each ending, as well as a command accepted for each action in each passage.

Second, the hyperlink version (click on the words) has been drafted. There are actions I am still not sure how I'll code, but that's future me's problem. Also, it won't be completed until the Revamped Parser version is done.

So, third, the Revamped version. I have untangled some of the spaghetti code and managed to solve some issues already (mainly the navigation between rooms. Things to look forward to with this new version:

a Map of the story (it will be small, but still), unsure yet if in-game or as a downloadable piece.

a Walkthrough (probably both in-game and downloadable)

better Hints/Help throughout the game, especially in terms of commands

and better Commands period (I've done away with the name thing)

There's quite a bit of work left with this (So Many TO-DO's in the code... ;-;) but a potential update by the end of the month seems possible?

Depending on time, I may be able to include more actions/codex/story. Or not...

I woke up chaotic earlier this week and made a poll. You will be getting a character creator template....

....

in two parts.

I've gone a bit overboard with the level of characterisation (seriously the list of traits and stuff is a full page long...) and coding all of it is taking me a bit more time than I though it would (yay me and my sense of time management...).

This first version of the template will only include examples and some tips (and comments in the code). A follow up update will include a fake playthrough (and potential fixes).

I'm also going to be moving the Tweego Template to its own page next week (will still be available, just a different link), so the guide can be "playable" as well. As well as making a copy of all templates on my GitHub as a copy.

Ooooh quite a bit of things here!

It took me about 7 months and almost 300 reviews but I've made it to the front page of the IFDB! Top 4 reviewers! Next... the actual podium :P (First spot is probably impossible. I'd need 3000+ reviews to get there...)

But really, I'm going to play more IF and review them. I'd like to (re)play more French ones especially. And I have a few BareBones review to wrap up as well. Check @manonamora-if-reviews for that!

I've been slowly but surely migrating old logs on a new platform for safe keeping. I'm almost done with 2021 for @manonamora-if (I need to check the old CRWL ones from @crimsonroseandwhitelily, currently privatted). I'm including game announcements (in their most current form) there as well.

I still have 2 full years of dev logs, random thoughts, announcements, and post-mortems to include there (as well as post-mortems I forgot to write). Some short logs will be merged together and have their grammar tweaked a bit (because oh boi are they bad...).

But, when this is complete, I'll probably be more active on the blogs with reblogs here.

Toodalooo!

#progress #dev log #update #ttateh #trnt #template

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madamefist · 9 months

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Okay, now I'm sure I didn't click on send when I wrote the review (I mean the "ask" 🤣😅), I remember writing it right after I read the chapter (which was about 4 weeks from now) but it seems I forgot to send it to you, my bad. Anyway, here it is:

OMG! I couldn't stop laughing at how the girls and the boys reacted to the "Maybe Baby"! 🤣 Especially Buttercup and Butch! Seriously, how do you come up with these ideas?! Don't tell me they gave you fake babies in school, too! 🤣 But really, I loved this section of the chapter. It was both funny and informative to these horny teens! And by horny teens, I mean Kim! xD Maybe this will make her claim down a bit. I loved how Buttercup reacted when Butch turned off the fake baby. I can already see she will be a great mother. And for Blossom & Brick... yeah, the "world" is really rubbing it in their faces now with whole little girl thing. I did notice Blossom at being honest with Brick while trying to make the image of the leader to Buttercup. I noticed both of them do the same thing actually; Brick is maintaining the image of always being in control (just like you mentioned to me before about how his brothers view him) and Blossom trying to appear that way for the same reason. Whether it was intentional on your part or not, it's really something I like to see in the Reds and love when it gets explored; the whole leader/big sibling mentality.

And oh boy! We got a new villain! Esmé was it? Yeeaaaaah, this one screams Sedusa! But I won't jumb to the conclusion just yet becausee it seems this lady can "manipulate" (as she described it) both men and women. Either Sedusa powers increased or this is a whole different person. It seems she can also manage to get the ppg/rrb on her side somehow! Except for Brick.... HUMMMMM?! Why is my boy Brick not affected by her? Does it have to do with his DEMON PWO- okay, I will stop. 😅 xD

Oh yeah! I almost died laughing when I read the girls reaction to the Professor french kissing Esmé! I don't care what this woman did to him. The PPG should never EVER let him live this one down after all the restrictions he put them through with their boyfriends! 🤣🤣🤣

I'm so excited to read the next chapter. Can't wait to see who is Esmé and what her attentions are. What will become of the blues (didn't forget about their little drama). Why is Brick not affected by her "powers"? And most importantly, will the Professor be able to look in his daughters eyes after this incident? 🤣

Again, sorry for just sending this message now. Take care now.

Heyy, don't worry at all! I'M sorry for taking soo long to respond to you. I'm glad you enjoyed the Maybe Babies! It wasn't written from experience, I just know it's a popular 'trope' I suppose in a lot of US, high school tv shows etc so I thought it'd be interesting to watch them all muddle through it 🤣 I toyed with the 'bag of flour' idea initially but I knew only Blossom, potentially Bubbles, would take that seriously. It needed to scream in order to get everybody's attention 😈

I really like the big sibling/leader/maternal/paternal thing with the reds too - I love writing Brick as reluctant on the surface but cares deep down too. He's got a soft centre - you just gotta dig deep 😊 We do got a new villain! & I'm gunna keep it short & sweet on that subject as I don't want to give anything away 🤐🤣 I will be updating this week for definite - early next week the very latest but I promise chapter 6 is coming. Thanks for sticking around 🤍

#madamefist #madame fist #ask me questions #ask #ask madamefist #jassimhamid26

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firsttarotreader · 4 months

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He ain't dirty, many said he smells very nice / Anon who wrote the message here: I swear I seriously thought about writting "I'm just kiddin" by the end of my message but ultimately decided to trust that people would notice it was a joke. My bad, guys, I totally forgot how P fans like to play his mother and gets extremely offended if we write anything bad about their "son". Again, my message was a JOKE, I dont think he stinks or is dirty (but I dont think he smells like french perfume either, sorry)

🤣🤣🤣 It’s okay, anon! It happens because sometimes it’s harder to tell if the person is being serious or joking. 😂 No worriesss! 🍾🥂

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poursomesunaonme · 2 years

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writer appreciation !!

@maries-gallery sent out a post months ago that i forgot to rb with my own so i just decided to post myself hehe

anyways, my gal @maries-gallery never fails to immerse me in whatever scenes she writes ! u constantly amaze me babe and yall when she throws that good good french dirty talk into her fics… i MELT

@ob-levi-on if anyone can make me simp for giyuu more than i already do, it’s cielo. her characterization is on point ! works wonders when my imagination runs a little short >:)

@princess-jaeger / @erenergic if anyone needs an eren fic, ill send aleks’ entire masterlist. she never fails to astound me with her creativity and plot and dear god this shit is THICK with content so GOGOGO

@cyancherub cassie dear GOD cassie’s entire masterlist is god-tier. anything. literally anything. the amount of kinks ive discovered for myself while reading their work - embarrassing.

@killerbananas in addition to being one of the most wonderful human beings ive ever met (and helping me start this blog all those months ago), i can dive headfirst into a literal sentence that kb writes. the vocabulary??? the grip on language??? i am always in awe.

@lacheri who knew that i could fall in love with levi so many times ? cherry’s masterlist is chock-full of goodies that i need to reread every month otherwise i’ll keel over and die

@whats-her-quirk my jean-bo sisterwife - just when i think i can’t love jean more, juney hits me with the most scrumptious shit ever to hit tumblr’s dash

@thegetoufather ever need a thousand feelings while reading something ? try out aman’s masterlist. never have i blushed and cried so many times in one sitting.

@postwarlevi eliza’s mind !!! dear god !!! my heart skips a beat at her work :’) you can tell how big of a heart she has in how much her writing lifts your spirits

@bakatenshii … i have no words. jk i have thousands. angle’s work has me on a whole other plane of existence. who knew i would be comatose on the floor with a literal paragraph???

@bokutosdove in addition to being one of the funniest people on the mf planet, no one has me simping over beefcakes more than lani ! (seriously tho if u ever need reaction media, hit my baby up)

@putridsimp my fellow monsterfucker and villain apologist, no one gets the gears grinding for those hoes more than the queen of the swamp. pls go peep putrid’s masterlist bc you don’t get to see this kind of content around

@kweenkatsuki cycling through laughing, crying, and horny is just the regular for reading one of marq’s works. just INCREDIBLE

@heavenlyres yall know the feeling of moving with a piece? thats every time i read one of L’s fics. capturing motion is hard imo but L just has such a grip on language its UNREAL

and to anyone ive forgotten, you’re all incredibly amazing. any work that you put into whatever you do is worth it. your talents don’t go unnoticed - so don’t ever give up on what you love doing, as much as it may seem to be exhausting. kith kith

#🌼bean brain #i love u all so much!!

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hangezen · 2 years

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haikyuu boys as different types of kisses

content : contains atsumu, oikawa, and tsukishima. a bit suggestive on atsumu’s and oikawa’s, but other than that it’s mostly sfw. gn!reader.

jade’s notes : i suddenly came up with this idea and i just had to write about it :]

atsumu is a french kiss. atsumu is always craving more of everything. he always craves you. he won’t settle for a little peck, even if both of you are in public. he just loves you so much, he needs to constantly kiss you. his kisses are passionate, warm, and slightly cocky. you both feel the world stop when both of you kiss, no matter how many times you both have. make-out sessions with the blond usually have steps: they start off with a peck, then a deep kiss, then a slightly more desperate deep kiss. after coming home from a long and exhausting day of practice a make-out session is desperately needed.

the first thing atsumu did when he got home from practice was drop his bag on the floor, snake his hands through your waist, and pull you closer to him. “‘tsumu, you’re sweaty” you complained. “i missed you so much babe,” he said, giving you a peck on the lips, “can’t help it.” you returned the kiss that quickly turned into a make-out session. you placed your hands on your boyfriend’s broad shoulders as it progressively kept getting more intense. both of you got lost in the exchange of strong, yet loving kisses. “you forgot to close the door” you said, giggling lightly. “did you seriously break our make-out session to close the door?” he said. “of course not. i broke it because you need to shower.” “fine. but we’re finishin’ this later, got that baby?”

tsukishima is a forehead kiss. his excuse for mostly giving you forehead kisses is the fact that he’s very tall. the truth (that he will never confess) is that his heart melts every time he looks at you after giving you his favorite type of kiss; your cheeks flushed and eyes filled with love. he loves giving you forehead kisses, but will gladly kiss you on your lips if you asked him although he might tease you a little.

you clinged onto your boyfriend’s arm as you walked down the street of your home. the sun was setting and the sky was painted a beautiful orange. tsukishima was talking about an annoying new boy at the museum while you listened him mutter the most gruesome and vile insults known to man against this poor boy. “have you considered the fact that he’s just trying to make friends?” you responded. he looked at you with widened eyes. “y/n, he thinks he knows more about dinosaurs than me. he said that to my face. we will be enemies until i die.” both of you arrived to your apartment shortly after that. you waited in front of your door for your boyfriend to give you your common forehead kiss, but he just kept staring at you. you started blinking in hopes for him to notice, but to no avail. “why are you looking at me like that” he said. you scoffed. “remind me why i’m dating you again?” you responded. “let’s see: i’m amazing, i’m tall, and i love you.” “did you just admit to having a crush on me?” tsukishima rolled his eyes and gave you his signature forehead kiss. you smiled at him, making him smile too. “love you, kei” you said, while entering your apartment. “love you the most, idiot.”

oikawa is a neck kiss. so simple, yet so deadly. everyone knows that oikawa’s charisma is god tier, but his kisses are addictive. they’re soft but leave this unexplainable attraction, resulting in wanting more. he loves kissing you anywhere, but his #1 kiss has to be the neck kiss. not only does he love giving them because he knows what he’s doing, he loves seeing how much impact a simple kiss on the neck has on you. it thrills him that his lips on your neck have an enchantment on you.

oikawa was relaxing on your shared bed while you did your skincare routine in the bathroom. you heard a dramatic sigh come from your boyfriend in your shared room, which you chose to ignore due to the fact you were still midway through your nightly routine. not even thirty seconds pass and you heard the a dramatic sigh come from your boyfriend, again. you furrowed your eyebrows, irritated, and went on with your routine. you finished your routine and were gently drying your face when your boyfriend enters the bathroom and leans on the doorframe, sighing once again. “what is it, tooru?” you said, looking at him through your bathroom mirror. “i’m tired and want to cuddle” he says. he moves from the doorframe to behind you, putting his hands on your waist and resting his chin on your head. “i’m about to finish, give me a minute.” he moves his hands up and down your torso while he rested his chin on your head, his eyes closed. he then continues to move his face down to your neck and gently kissing it, the contact making your heartbeat accelerate. “i’m done.” “finally!” he regained his composure and grabbed your wrist, pulling you out of the bathroom and onto your bed for the cuddles he requested.

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kissmetwicekissmedeadly · 1 year

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🧿what steps do you take to not take things personally if a fic doesn't do well, or if your writing/posting/sharing experience isn't going how you'd like it to?

🕯️was there a fic that was really hard on you to write, or took you to a place you didn't think it would take you?

🌈is there a fic that you worked *really fucking hard on* that no one would ever know? maybe a scene/theme you struggled with?

I totally forgot about the ask game 😭😅 Thank you Violet!

🧿what steps do you take to not take things personally if a fic doesn't do well, or if your writing/posting/sharing experience isn't going how you'd like it to?

"Oh. maybe they'll like this next one better 👍🏻*opens another wip*"

🕯️was there a fic that was really hard on you to write, or took you to a place you didn't think it would take you?

(i talk about a smut fic here for whoever wants to skip <3)

Off the top of my head, the Dirty Dance For Three (Arthur/MC/Isaac poly smut) because at the time @scummy-writes was that one cool person that i look up to and we hadn't interacted much up to that moment (and now is That one cool person that i look up to and we frens :)) *blushes*) so that's one factor, another is, for some reason i took the ikemen gift exchanges REAL SERIOUSLY, i tried to give my everything to craft my giftees their perfect fics because it's like a very detailed and special request?? and i wanted this fic in particular to be more than your ordinary threesome so i spent some time wondering how to show their wholesome poly relationship outside the sexy parts 😭 it ended up being almost 4k words long and i wrote it in multiple sittings which happens very rarely for me,,,, i love it lotsss i ended up missing being inside the world of the fic once i got finished with it! i need to give it a reread some time!

🌈is there a fic that you worked *really fucking hard on* that no one would ever know? maybe a scene/theme you struggled with?

Ohhh let me think... maybe the three headcanon + scenario fics with Napoleon ( Our Little Family , Making a home , A piece of heaven on earth ) - especially the most recent one about their family life, i was constantly doubting all i know about kids 😂 ended up reading tips on how to write kid characters (which is actually the first time ever i looked up writing tips) but then there's the historical facts i weaved into it, like the bunny army battle which i honestly thought i made up in my head up to that point 😂, THEN the kids' names. oh my god. i feel like some parents pick their firstborn's name quicker than i did for napoleon and mc's 😭😭 i spent two days looking up baby names from five different origins (french, italian, roman, greek, latin) , then i spent another two or three days going through TONS of pinterest boards searching for perfect pics for the post. but it was a labor of love. all of it. i do that sort of fic once in a year (typically my first fic) so that i can feel like "okay, i have one well-made fic about napo, i can go on without feeling guilty towards him!" it's very silly actually and it might sound like a lot of work but i promise you it gives me a lot of happiness and once it's done i spend a whole year thinking about the next theme :))) ❤❤❤

-> ask game (you're never too late to this!)

#ask game

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saheira-dreams · 3 months

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22/01/2024

Happy belated new year!!!

So I was abroad this holiday and basically FORGOT that Tumblr existed and that I had even started a blog which, now that I think about it, really annoys me. Like, how do I forget about something like that?

Anyway, school started a couple weeks ago and I'M WRITING MY IGCSEs THIS YEAR. I have like 8 months left which actually seems like such a short time and I'm not JUST a science student so if you put together bio + chem + physics + comp sci + HISTORY (there's an actual shit load of content there) + all that french VOCAB + those 15 poems for literature which I haven't touched since last year along with a novel, and two other plays we'll be doing this year, all for literature, I get a TON of stuff of study.

And because it's our IGCSE year, our teachers are taking things really seriously-- we've got afternoon lessons and Saturday classes. This is all really hectic and tiring but you know what?

I actually enjoy it.

I feel like, we're making valuable memories which I may think back to a decade later. Who knows where I'll be?! My friends and I try to be there for each other, make jokes, chat in between (and sometimes during) classes, pass notes and just have a good time together through the dreary lessons. Honestly, when I think back on it now, the events of today, of Saturday, of Friday last week, my heart feels...warm?

I don't know if it's like 2024 energy or something but I think I decided to better myself, for myself. I started journalling, I think. I made a pretty cover for the month and a habit tracker to track my daily goals like drinking more water, studying and reading every day etc. And honestly, I'm not doing too bad. I was pretty consistent in recording during the week and only did none of them on Sunday which is now my only weekend day so I shall forgive myself for missing Sundays.

I've been obsessed with green and stem academia more (I even edited my intro). I don't know why, green academia kind of just resonates with me and STEM academia just gives me motivation. For the longest time, I just didn't know what I wanted to do, despite taking quizzes and stuff, but finally decided that I would be a doctor or somewhere near to that. But I didn't know what kind of doctor I wanted to be, nor did I have any motivation, and STEM academia just gives me an insight into the life I may lead by pursuing medicine which gives me motivation to work hard now rather than to regret it later and get a life I will be proud of. Chaotic academia is still a part of me, no question! I'm generally chaotic so my lifestyle just has chaos integrated into it. I can't get rid of it anytime soon XD

Anyway, that was a long rant. I'll try to post more often so that my posts will be shorter and not as long as this XD

To all the students out there, good luck with your studies, exams, homework and school life in general!!

#academia #studyblr #student life #green academia #chaotic academia #stem academia #stem student #science student #first post of the year!!#long post #i should be studying #sorry for the rant #oh well #good luck on achieving your goals!!!#chaotic

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