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polinficrecs · 2 months

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Dress by TheSushiMonster Rating: Explicit Language: English Status: Complete Summary:

Penelope needs to spice up the sex scenes in her latest novel. Colin wants to publish his travel journals as a book. When they strike up a deal to help each other, what begins as writing sessions between friends turns into something more… hands on.

Or, the Colin teaches Penelope about seduction AU. *Note to author: A masterclass in spice, temptation, and toe-curling flutters<3

#Polin #polin fic rec #bridgerton #rating: e #language: english #status: complete #fic type: multi chap #word count: 40k+#au: modern #au: friends with benefits #genre: fluff #genre: smut

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neverevan · 5 months

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Inspiration Saturday 🎄

Aaand this would be the aforementioned second christmas fic; the rough draft is already done and it's just over 2k so I expect it to total out somewhere around 3-4k. Anyway, please enjoy this tiny snippet:

Buck sat in the waiting room, his eyes vacantly following the line of fairy lights running under the edge of the reception desk. They flickered every now and again.

Well, not just every now and again, but every thirteen seconds. Buck counted it out 67 times already.

He just started again, but he only got to six when he heard the voice he was waiting to hear for nearly 15 minutes now.

tags under the cut 💛

I was tagged by the lovely @daffi-990 @thewolvesof1998 @watchyourbuck @disasterbuckdiaz @giddyupbuck thank you my dears and for all the bunch of people tagging me for FIF too mwuah 💛

✨no pressure tagging: @malewifediaz @spagheddiediaz @jesuisici33 @jeeyuns @ladydorian05 @steadfastsaturnsrings @eowon @heartshapedvows @nmcggg @rainbow-nerdss @jamespearce9-1-1 @evanbegins @eddiebabygirldiaz @theotherbuckley

#there is no fluff without angst #the ski fic being the fluff lmao this one will be a little less cheerful though it has its moments and happy ending ofc!!#the ski fic is already at 5k btw and I'm only hoping that it won't go over 8k #there's also a possible third christmas fic that I don't think will be done on time but we'll see #also I feel so incredibly bad for neglecting the mudslide fic #which has been sitting at 40k the past month cuz I was busy writing everything else under the sun lmao #ANYWAY #I'm just rambling about word counts cuz I'm trying to motivate myself #buddie #911 #wip #the hospital fic

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campbyler · 2 months

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DONT U DARE SHUT UP, I TRUST YOUR NOT SHUTTING UP CUZ YOU’RE AN AMAZING WRITER (SUNI YOU TOO)! SOOO GO FOR IT AND MAKE THEM ANNOYINGLY IN LOVE FOR HOWEVER LONG IT FEELS RIGHT

btw i’d eat up like 40k in one sitting, zero problems… so even if you kept it in one you wouldnt have gotten any complaints from me lmao

RIIISSSSS LMFAO thank you 💗💗💗 i personally would also probably be able to eat up 40k in one sitting HOWEVERRR,R, we do think that would be pretty overwhelming to the average reader!! also it would have taken me like four times longer to finish the chapter teehee

#asks #current word count is exactly 40k combined btw #probably looking at another 5-6k before i'm done + editing which usually adds 2kish #we really cannot shut up fr.

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attollogame · 6 months

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I don't think Pariah's route is going to hit 40k which is good in a sense because it's quite linear and also means it gets done so much faster LMAO

#i need to learn to let go of word counts and just roll w the punches #sometimes ur 40k route becomes 50k #sometimes 30k #as long as the content is there that's what i say

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missingn000 · 7 months

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#T___T every time i look at the tears of the emperor outline im like...man....#my progression:#''ok i'll be happy if i can keep it under 30k--''#''no wait i'll be happy if i can keep it under 40k--''#''ok but as long as i keep it under 50k--''#this thing's just gonna be as long as its gonna be.at this point #maybe i should split it into two chapters?? i know where a natural pausing point would be but #i already said in my last a/n that the sad stuff would be in next chapter #technically i would truly prefer to post the whole thing at once but word count is a little bit scary scary #thoughts....pls share....im stressing just a little over here #tpg

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satancopilotsmytardis · 1 month

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For no particular reason, how long do you think a fic needs to be to be considered a slow burn? 👀

#ive seen the argument that word count doesnt matter #but personally i need something to be at least 40k minimum to start feeling tension/frustration #of needing the romance to go forward #if i can read the fic in 1-2 hours then it doesnt hit for me #but im curious what the consensus is

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loquaciousquark · 1 year

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Y'all I have started writing the royalty captain/princess AU at long long last and it is so unbelievably self-indulgent, oh my goodness, this might be the most self-indulgent thing I have ever ever written.

oh my golly I hope you like it

#first scene is over 4k words #i may have seriously undershot the expected word count #which is great for me man but i hope people have the patience to read it #i'm just so excited about this in a way i haven't been in ages #does anyone read mckillip because that's what birthed this #i wanted it to be 40k but i'm going to guess closer to 60 #depending on [waves hands]

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squarebracketsmileyface · 2 months

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I'm working on something that's not Sorry It's Locked right now (perhaps something that i was inspired to pick up again by seeing Sickmutes skully and the operator art hehehe) so have a snippet of it.

kinda nsfw? I guess what Alex says kinda insinuates the situation they're in (...and y'know, smut is just what I write for the most part, i consider myself a smut writer) putting it under a thingy anyway because i talk a bit more about the fic, and that is definitely a bit nsfw

Anyway, no idea what this fic's gonna be called, but it's so self indulgent and has weird ass kinks in it. like, normal weird like tentacle sex and gunplay and super rough fucking, and also just, ones that are probably a little too weird to be considered normal weird? like getting filled with pitch black, inhuman cum so much it leaks out of your eyes and comes up your throat💀 so... yeah. theres that i guess.

I'm gonna have so much fun with it.

God knows why I ever stopped writing it. got caught up in sorry its locked probably

#I'm hoping to keep it to somewhere between 20-40k words? I think?#A lot of stuff happens in it. yknow. multiple rounds. the operator showing up and joining in. all that jazz #It might be a while before this one gets posted tho cos i wanna upload the whole thing at once #even if i have to split it into chapters to make it readable lol #idk. anyway #marble hornets #jaylex #who's surprised that its them again? not me #they're just so easy to project onto and they just seem the kinkiest to me #i love brian and tim but they always seem either vanilla or like they go down the heavy praise kinda route instead of sadism and all that #except for that one brilex fic i uploaded this morning. but that was super short so it doesnt count #i didn't really get to sink my teeth into their dynamic in that one like i will with this #sorry i'll shut up now

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meownotgood · 1 year

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DRAFT FOR THE FIRST CHAPTER IS DONE!!!!!! WHHEEWW '!!!!!

#THIS IS THE TOTAL WORD COUNT BUT #THE FIRST CHAPTER ALONE IS SITTING AT ABOUT 28K WORDS RIGHT NOW #jesus what have I gotten myself into #this fic will definitely go over 40k words #maybe even 50k depending on how much I add to the inapropro and the ending #god 28k words in and all they've done is smooch and grind a little #I think I may end up splitting this into three chapters rather than two?#I'm not sure how I want to do it yet though #I'll figure it out....#either way I won't post anything until the whole fic is mostly done #so I'm sorry..... you'll have to keep waiting #but I'll continue to work when I can! very proud of myself today!!!!#why is this fic so long it's so niche nobody will care WHAT HAVE I DONE.#don't know anymore.

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lupines-slash-recs · 11 months

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Rec: A Bronze Crown by commaspice

Title: A Bronze Crown Author: commaspice Canon: Game of Thrones | ASOIAF Pairing: Sansa Stark/Jon Snow Rating: Teen [PG] Word Count: 32,752 Summary: In the end there are no knights. In the end Sansa must rescue herself. Based on the prompt: he doesn’t ride to her

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scriibble-fics · 1 year

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Watch Me update:

Expect chapter two tomorrow. Will it be full of jealousy and pining and bitterness? Yes, because we're inside the wants and whims of @relyingonoldships now and I aim to please her while everyone else suffers.

(I'm not suffering. I'm having a great time.)

A short snippet under the break. ❤️

“I just—” One hand breaks free, as if on its own accord, and he pushes it through his hair. Curls stand up on end, and he makes no attempt to fix them. “He’s holding your hand, Evans.”

She waits for him to go on. He doesn’t.

“So?”

“So—how am I not supposed to hate that?”

It is, unquestionably, the most vulnerable thing he’s ever said to her.

#scriibble snippets #I've written almost 40k words in the last week and still counting #I'M BACK BABY #but also send help

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whumpshaped · 5 months

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also i didnt have my laptop w me when i went home and i ended up writing lots of ambac... i must copy and paste it into the docs tomorrow bc im pretty sure i hit the nano word count

#i cheated since im counting my drabbles lol #and i have 40k words of those for november #and last i checked i had 7k of ambac #and i wrote A TON for it this weekend #more than 3k im pretty sure #note to myself to do it when i feel less dead #irlshaped

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mostremote · 4 months

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thank christ i have finally finished that god damn huge piece of academic writing and i can go back to writing all the sex scenes for the shivering season

#glances at published word count #huh we're 40k words in already and we haven't got there yet #welp........ i guess this is just gonna be a v long story #bc..... i am writing..... a lot of sex scenes......

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wevyrdove · 5 months

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nanowrimo count: 40,015

#nanowrimo #holy shit #I'm doing it #40k #word count #2023

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molory · 6 months

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I try to not define myself by this but it looks so depressing.

I decided that I'll consider NaNoWriMo a success even if I only write one sentence but this is hard to look at. At the same time I am glad I've even written this much.

Anyone else struggling with this, I hope you know you're not alone and it's okay to go at your own pace! NaNo is not achiavable for some and it's fine if you're one of them. It's also totally fine if you succeeded last year and not this year. You are great!

#nanowrimo #nano 2023 #national novel writing month #nanowrimo 2023 #nano #nano word count #word count #uplifting #its also difficult for me cuz my language uses fewer words #so the english 50k goal is more like 40k for me

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luwupercal · 1 year

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this post got five likes so i'm posting this vignette. it's part of an au i discussed w @horuslupercal a while ago i might've posted about it? anyway here's a little under 1000 words written at 5 AM. very funny i guarantee!! if you can guess when it's set and/or what's going on you win an internet cookie <3. but with no more addendums here is:

PUNCH.

They would be known as "cameras", to you, the flock of glass-eyed artefacts that descend upon the occasion. Recording footage for a—now perhaps not-so-glorious—posterity, these clockwork vultures are the emotionless wandering eye of an empire that’s not so much in mourning as it is in doubt: how can the mighty fall? How many lies have they promised? How mad should they be? The remembrancers manning the swarm will provide, hopefully, part of the answer to these questions; the rest of it, tonight at 8, on every planet unlucky enough to have figured out 24-hour media circuses.

One of these cameras seems unremarkable. Its model isn't even gold-plated and engraved like the fashion demands nowadays, shy in its bare steel shell—but it is, actually, a very lucky camera. In fact, it might be the luckiest. (Its contents will soon propel its wielder into non-literal Sainthood for the next century, and if possible, literal Sainthood for two after that—no small task, dare I say).

This camera is not trained on the procession: its larger and better sister has that job, and the lucky little camera's operator instead is swerving around the crowd, trying to capture this energy. She wants to do her own documentary filmmaking, you see, but she's stuck apprenticing; but this is such a powerful moment in the history of Humanity, she gathers, that, even if nothing happens, any footage she captures—on this humble silver creature—of the unnameable emotion currently permeating the air is something that can, and will, be used for millennia to come.

But remember: this camera is lucky, and so her operator—her name would translate to Daisy, with some liberties—notices a break in a vital part of those gathered, in a half-shadowed corner.

Two relatives, both tall and long haired; one steps aside, the other follows on cue, invited. They separate somewhat from the crowd, and Daisy's lucky, lucky camera zooms closer. As the view inches forward, the shorter figure's body language changes; he steps back, away from the other. Then his—limbs, so to speak, his whole body, the soft enormity of it, raises its hackles. He steps closer to the taller one, who looks unphased, surprised maybe, annoyed at the surprise. And then, right after the camera jerks forward one last time, the action comes.

The lucky, lucky camera is the only one who records any footage of Sanguinius punching the everloving shit out of Lion El'Jonson's jaw at the late Warmaster's funeral.

It remains its homeworld's most prized possession, even today.

The Lion, of course, has an approximate shit-tonne of metric force directed to his face by a man who flies with those back muscles. So, yes, he stumbles. It is in fact a testament to his strength that he doesn't fucking crashland on his derrière. He doesn't get the last word in the argument; Sanguinius rejoins the funeral procession, now fuming at the audacity. New warmaster. New warmaster! A proposal to fill the post! At their brother's funeral—Sanguinius never believed the Lion to be so thoughtless, but this is something else. At their brother's—when they should be—his eyes well up once more. Sanguinius thought grief was an old friend, for those who raised him, for his sons, for—for unnameable people. He didn't expect the suddenness—he likes the Baalite word, súbito—of this loss. It feels like an old and loveable neighbour is pummeling him across the chest with a hammer; these are not, necessarily, tears he wants to turn into a fashion statement.

The Lion rejoins his family after a minute, pride wounded in more ways than one. Fulgrim shoots him an unabashed look, then makes a maddened grin of disbelief that the Lion actually growls at. Fulgrim ignores that, shooting a wide-eyed glance and a head-tilt at Ferrus—who's been occasionally side-eyeing Fulgrim's thicker-than-usual makeup for the funeral with confusion, and Lion has noticed that, thank you very much—to indicate to him Lion's new angel-given bruise. Ferrus doesn't have the willpower to hold back a snort, and the Lion swears vengeance on both of them—failing to notice, of course, how his appearance has been the first thing to produce such a reaction out of an unusually quiet Fulgrim in the whole day.

Next to Ferrus is Guilliman—Angron is absent, as is Curze, for perhaps the obvious reasons that they're technically-at-large-Terra has it covered do not even worry; Roboute notices Ferrus's double-take and steels his expression, still trying to will away with determination alone the ugly redness that creeps over his patrician features when he's recently cried in fear. Mortarion, next over, doesn't see any of it, his face under the hood a terrifyingly blank mask; Magnus, fresh from colloquial house arrest and with his hair tamed perhaps for the first time since the Lion met him, has already turned to Sanguinius, sensing a new emotion in the maelstrom of his grief. (It isn't so much anger or offence as it is wrath). Besides Fulgrim, Perturabo peers at him so discreetly the Lion almost doesn't notice and then looks back at Horus's grave, dissociated; Jaghatai Khan not so much sees as perceives a disturbance and crosses something off a mental bingo with genuine bitterness. Slowly, the information trickles, Rogal Dorn blatantly ignoring them, Vulkan frowning in obvious concern, Leman's disappointment a surprise to the both of them, Corax an enigma as he always is.

But it's Lorgar's reaction that sticks with Lion—he struggles to read faces at the best of times (misses Luther's assistance when he sees it, regrets leaving him back with his Legion). But he remembers it—and he will ignore it at first, but later, when things come to light, he won't be able to help but think that what his paranoid mind saw now makes for a sickening picture.

The pure, unadulterated guilt that knits together Lorgar's face is unmistakable, even to him.

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