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Jealousy Makes You Taste Good
Comandante Veracruz x fem!reader "Cariño"
Word count-2.9k
Warnings- s.mut (18+ ONLY!), jealousy, we meet V's ex, oral (m receiving), unprotected sex, riding, feelings, alcohol
Notes- This is written for the @swiftiscruff Pedro Fandom Friendship Exchange! What better way to show love for my friends in the fandom than a Veracruz fic?! And while I'm tagging people I consider my close friends (those who I've chatted with a lot, have my other socials, my number or even met in person), please know that if we interacted even once, I consider you a friend! <3
Dedicated to- @the-purity-pen @spiderispunk @rae-gar-targaryen @ithinkhesgaybutwesavedmufasa @spoopyredacted @clonecaptains @ollypopwrites @babiiface95 @agirllovespancakes @moonknightly @wildemaven @thirsty-flygirl @fromthedeskoftheraven @freelancearsonist @mikeisthricedeceased @pedrorascal and everyone else who I have met and chatted with in this fandom <3 I would run out of tags if I tagged everyone lol! Love you all!!
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The bar clamored with life around you. Veracruz had taken you out for a night of drinking with his men to celebrate their return from another successful deployment. Part of you was disappointed to have to share your comandante with others for the night. But, you also knew it was a part of his duty to take care of his subordinates. Plus, you would have plenty of alone time with him soon enoughâŠ
Men laughed around you as they drank to their heart's content. You could tell they were happy to be back home, even if they werenât gone for too long. Many of them were familiar with you and greeted you with respect, knowing you were the comandanteâs woman. Others werenât bothered by your presence and instead turned their attention to the other ladies who hung around the bar, hoping to get lucky on their night back.Â
âEnjoying yourself, Cariño?â Veracruzâs voice rang from behind you, his presence hovering from behind you.
You took a sip of your own drink and turned to him, âItâs good to have you home, V,â you replied.Â
He leaned in close to murmur in your ear, âIt is good to be home, Cariño,â he paused as he voice dropped, âAnd it will be even better later,â he groaned as his hand slid down your body and grabbed your ass.Â
âWhy wait until we get home?â you purred as your tone dropped to match his sultry energy.
Veracruz smirked against your ear as he nipped at the nape of your neck, âEager tonight, arenât we?â
âWell, I missed you,â you gave him a fake pout.
He hummed in contentment as he trailed a line of bites along the muscle of your neck. He wouldnât admit it out loud, but Veracruz missed the way you moaned under his touch, when you giggled softly as he hit a sensitive spot. Mostly, he missed having you in his arms, and the loyalty you showed him.
But, before he could suggest ducking away so you could welcome him home properly, a sultry voice interrupted with Veracruzâs first name.
You both turned in the direction of the voice, which came from behind him, to find a tall, beautiful woman. Her lips were painted red as rose, her hair was full and luscious, and she stood tall in her red high heels. You had to admit she was stunning to look at, but the awe quickly dissipated when you noticed the way she was looking at Veracruz.
âI thought I recognized your voice!â she exclaimed as she opened her arms for an embrace.
âRosalia,â Veracruz muttered as he tensed his jaw and gave her a kiss on each cheek, âIt has been a long time, chiquita.â
âThat is has,â she purred as he looked him up and down, âThe years have been good to you.â
You cleared your throat to insert yourself in the conversation, âComandante, who is this?â you tried your best to keep your tone level.Â
âOh,â his eyes went wide as he glanced between the two of you, caught in a rare moment off guard. He introduced you by name first, âThis is Rosalia. MyâŠâ
âWe were together,â she extended her hand to you, âItâs a pleasure,â she addressed you before turning back to Veracruz, âA comandante now, is it?â he smirked, âWhen we were together he was just a captain,â he hung on his shoulders as she spoke.
âPleasure,â you replied back, hoping your tone wasnât as sour as you heard it in your head. Swallowing the bitter taste in your mouth, you tightened your lips together and straightened your back, âIâm going to get another drink. You want your usual, V?â
He nodded, noticing the slight change in your demeanor but chose not to comment on it.
âV?!â Rosalia giggled as you turned and walked away.
You clenched your fist and resisted the urge to turn around. You didnât want to watch her hang on him any longer, and you certainly didnât want to hear whatever remark she had for your special nickname for him. Instead, you kept your eyes in front of you as they landed on the bartender. Ordering two of the usuals, you leaned forward on the bartop to force yourself not to look at the beautiful woman who seemed way too interested in the comandante for your liking.
But her laughter rang through the bar and you couldnât help but snap your neck up and you instantly felt rage boil under your skin at the sight you saw. She practically nuzzled herself into his lap, tucking her hair behind her ear in an obviously flirtatious manner. You were sure your expression was unmistakable from the jealousy that bubbled under your skin, but away from Veracruz, you didnât care.
Just in that moment, Veracruz glanced up and saw the look on your face. However, instead of a boasting feeling of seeing you jealous over another woman, he felt something else inside him. Instead of feeling proud and gloating that something made his Cariño jealous, instead of smirking at the satisfaction, Veracruz felt a tightness in his chest. He thought it would make a fun game for the night: he would pretend to show interest in the woman he used to be with, you could get jealous, and then you would go home and have the most explosive sex yet. Yet, the feeling in his chest were the completely opposite.
Catching his eyes, you quickly looked away and ordered a shot of something to try and drown out your emotions. You slammed the drink down in one gulp and slammed it down onto the bar before ordering another.
But a voice in your ear stopped you, âAre you sure you should be drinking like that, Cariño?â Veracruz purred.
âVâŠâ you turned around, shocked to find him suddenly next to you and Rosalia nowhere to be found.
âWant to get out of here?â he groaned.
âYes,â you whispered back immediately, thankful he offered to leave before you had to ask.
Veracruz was always more in tune than either of you realized. And he always knew what was best for his Cariño. And as much as he wanted to tease you a bit on the car ride back to his place, Veracruz found that he couldnât bring himself to say anything. And you sat in silence the entire car ride, lost in your own thoughts.Â
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The moment the door shut and Veracruz locked it, it was like a switch flipped in your head. Before he even opened his mouth, you lunged yourself forward, pushing him against the front door.
âCariño?â he stuttered, finding himself in a rare moment of being caught off guard.
âDonât speak,â you hissed as you slipped your hands underneath his shirt.
A fire burned behind your eyes as you massaged Veracruzâs pecs for a moment before you slowly dropped down to your knees. Sensing the change in the air, Veracruz smirked as he watched you settle yourself on the ground and unzip his pants.
âNeedy tonight, are we?â
You gave him a glance that had the rare effect of silencing him before you freed his cock from the fabric. âQuiet.â
Veracruz couldnât even form a response before you had his cock in your mouth. He let out a low growl as you started with a fast and harsh pace, liking and nibbling along his length and taking him into your mouth as hard and deep as you could. His knees almost bucked under him from the fervor you sucked at him.Â
Heat emanated from your body as you devoured the comandante with fervor. All the emotions that you tried to push down bubbled to the surface as you took his length as far as you could into your throat. Tears filled your eyes as the tip hit the back of your throat but you kept going
Veracruz let out a growl as one hand landed on your shoulder while the other dug into your scalp. His eyes involuntarily rolled back into his head as he felt you suck hard around him. A groan reverberated from deep within his throat as you ran your tongue along his shaft and left a nibble on his tip.
âAy⊠Fuck⊠CariñoâŠâ
You hummed around him, opening your eyes for a brief moment to glance up at him. The inferno burned behind Vercaruzâs eyes as he looked down at you, on your knees before him like you had been so many times before.Â
Closing your eyes, you went back to work, taking him in as far as you could. You were almost to the point of gagging on his cock, yet you kept going. Where words failed you, action spoke loudly enough, and Veracruz heard clearly. Slurping echoed in the room as you bobbed your head up and down, letting his thickness fill your mouth over and over again.
As much as Veracruz enjoyed being in your mouth, and the obvious jealousy that drove you to act this way, this was not how he wanted the night to end. He didnât want to fill your mouth with his seed, watching you swallow every last drop as you had done so obediently before. No, the way you acted after his ex showed up spanked something within him. And he wanted to feel you around him while you both came together.
âCariño,â he hissed through his teeth as he yanked you off of his cock.
You let out a questioning hum as you looked up at the comandante with your mouth wide open. Lines of drool spilled from your lips that still connected your bodies. âV?â
Pulling you up to your feet while you were distracted, Veracruz let out a huff, âIs there something bothering you, Cariño?â
You swallowed hard, melting under his gaze, âN-noâŠâ Not even you believed that lie.
He smirked with satisfaction, âAs much as I am enjoying your little outburst, CariñoâŠâ he paused as he leaned in and kissed you without warning. He swallowed the gasp you let out as he savored the taste of himself on your tongue. âJealousy makes you taste so good, Cariño.â
âIâm not jealous,â you murmured.
âHmf,â Veracruz hummed against your skin, âWhy not show me then?â he bucked his hips against yours, âIf you will not tell me⊠Show me.â
A yelp escaped your lips as you found yourself flung away from where you stood. Veracruz growled in both satisfaction and desire as he captured your lips with his own once more. Heavy breaths were all that was heard over the shuffling of your bodies as he led you into the bedroom. Veracruz only broke away from you to strip both you and him, leaving a trail of clothes to his bed. You surrendered yourself to him, allowing him to take control like you trusted him to time and time again.
As soon as you felt the edge of the bed, you were about to throw yourself down so that he could cover you. But, Veracruz stopped you. Instead he spun your bodies around so that as you both launched onto the mattress, you landed on top of him. He looked up at you with a satisfied smirk as you straddled your legs over his body.
âShow me, Cariño,â he growled, âShow me how seeing her made you feel.âÂ
âVâŠâ you breathed as you found yourself looking down at him. It was not an angle that you got to enjoy often, and it was even rarer that he deliberately chose it himself. Yet, there was something undeniably hot about the position, and you felt yourself clench as a rush of heat pulsed through you.
Leaning forward, you placed your hands on his chest and gave his pecs a squeeze as you rocked your hips back and forth. Both of you gasped as your cunt dragged along his stomach, and Veracruz could feel the slick wetness that you left behind.
âI know this is not what you want to do to me, Cariño,â Veracruz teased as his hands fell to your hips, âI know there is more to you than this.â
You clenched your jaw and let out a soft growl as you shimmied yourself down slightly. Feeling the warmth of his cock under you, you once more rocked your hips along Veracruzâs body. Only this time, your pussy dragged along the length of his cock. As much as you tried to keep yourself from breaking, you couldnât help but let out a moan as you felt the veins of his cock hit your clit.
âVâŠâ
âCome, Cariño,â he squeezed your hips before his moved his hands to your ass and gave it a slap, âLet me see how you fuck when you are jealous.â
Unable to deny the allegation once more, you gulped as you lifted your hips. Moving as if you were in a trance by his words, you sank down onto Veracruzâs cock. A gasp left you breathless as you felt the familiar stretch of his thickness take you inch by inch.
This time it was different, though. This time, you felt more of a comfort in the burn of his cock into you. It was that connection that you craved, that you needed to feel. You needed to feel him around you, to know that he was there. Somehow, Veracruz was able to sense that, and he knew exactly what you needed before you even did.
âV,â you moaned as you started to ride his cock.
You started slowly at first, lifting and lowering yourself as the tip massaged your inner walls over and over again. But, feeling that desperation quickly rise as the thought of someone else doing this for him, something else took you over. You moved faster, bouncing on his cock harder.
Veracruz watched your display with fire in his eyes. Between the way your face twitched in pleasure and watching his cock disappear inside you over and over again, it drove Veracruz wild in the best way possible. And when you slammed yourself down onto him as hard as you could, both of you moaned in pleasure.
You kept yourself close to his body as you leaned over. Instead of bouncing up and down, you rocked back and forth. The feeling of his length hitting your sweet spot combined with the way your clit rubbed against the bone of his hip made you cry out in ecstasy.Â
âCariñoâŠâ Veracruz growled as he ran his hands up your sides.
In a flash, you suddenly found yourself on your back with the comandante on top of you. His hands never left your body and he never pulled out of you as he flipped you over in a flash with every ounce of strength he had in him.
âAy! Fuck!â you screamed as Veracruz wasted no time in drilling into you.
He growled a string of curses in Spanish as he pounded into you, feeling your pussy clench around him and your legs on either side of him. Your cries spurred him on just like they did every other night. He even found himself groaning your name as he fucked you as hard as he could.Â
Your hands dug into his bare shoulders as you felt like you were floating on a cloud. The way Veracruz pounded into you always made you feel weightless, yet clinging to him kept you grounded at the same time. No one ever fucked you like he did, and you knew no one else ever would. From the overwhelming emotions and the way his cock hit your sweet spot over and over again, tears started to fill your eyes.
âV⊠Iâm gonna cum,â you whimpered.
âAs am IâŠâ he grunted as he yanked you over closer to him, feeling as much of you as he possibly could.
It only took a few more thrusts of his hips for you both to fall apart at the seams. You came with a loud scream of his name, digging your nails into his skin hard enough to draw blood. Veracruz leaned forward and bit your shoulder to stifle his own groans as he came right behind you, spilling himself to fill you to the brim.Â
With one last huff, Veracruz pulled out of you and flopped down next to you. For several moments, neither of you moved; both of you were too exhausted to try. But, it was Veracruz who moved first, rolling over to gather you in his arms.
You hummed contently as you settled into his embrace. You were silent for some time, both to recover and to gather your words. âV,â you finally spoke, âIâŠâ
âI know, Cariño,â he interrupted you, deciding he actually didn't need to hear you say it. It would also mean he would have to admit something out loud that he wasnât ready to. And that he didnât enjoy seeing you riled up from jealousy as much as he thought he wouldâŠ
Instead of pushing it, you just sighed contently and closed your eyes as you listened to the sound of his heartbeat.Â
Several moment of silence passed, and as soon as Veracruz was sure you were starting to drift off to sleep, he mumbled, âCariño, know this,â he took a breath, âAs much as you are mine,â he enunciated the last word, âI am also yours.â
âI wasnât worried about you, VâŠâ you yawned, âI wasâŠâ you didnât even finish your thought before sleep finally took you, and you drifted off with a slime on your face and comfort in your heart.Â
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While weâre on the subject on inclusivity:
Inclusivity in your mood boards is just as important as inclusivity in the fic itself. Please try to include poc and curvy images in your mood boards as well! Please!
Your moodboard is the introduction to your story and sets the mood and the vibe. When you only have skinny white girls in your moodboards, youâre communicating a message thatâs all who you thought of while writing and thatâs the only type who is attractive and desirable to the characters. Poc deserve to feel seen too and feel like they were thought of while writing. Especially so when youâre writing for characters of color!
You donât even have to use *only* poc or curvy pictures for your mood boards. Including different skin tones to show that you made the effort is much appreciated. You could also use shadow images or fully blacked out silhouettes to hide the skin tone altogether. There are plenty of resources and images out there that you should be able to find more than just skinny white girls. I know is it takes a little extra digging but itâs very much worth it to show inclusivity!
I know Pinterest is the bane of image finding, but it can be a good resource to find poc images. Just search (whatever aesthetic youâre looking for) + dark skin or person of color or something similar and youâll find plenty of images. And the more you save the more images will show up in your feed. I constantly collect images to have references later when I need them.
Unsplash is another good resource to find poc models and images. And thereâs also models of color pages right here on tumblr! There are resources out there it just takes a little effort to find the right images!
And as an ending note: using only skinny white girls in your mood board and then putting a disclaimer like âimages do not represent reader theyâre just fitting the aestheticâ isnât the work around you think it is. I understand itâs not done in purpose and you most likely donât realize it, but saying that says poc donât fit your aesthetic and itâs still alienating and hurtful. Just something to keep in mind.
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when i say i wish people started using the reblog button more i don't mean it in a 'i want more notes' kind of way i mean it in a 'i want to read about your thoughts on this particular thing' and 'i want to have conversations in the tags' and 'i want this to feel like a community again and not like any of those boring social media platforms where artists are content creators and interactions never goes beyond a like'
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Tiny Pedro sketch before bed đ
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You know the fic is going to be great when đ
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"I don't want to read this" is totally valid.
"This is disgusting to me" is totally valid.
"I don't want to read this because it is disgusting to me" is totally valid.
"I don't think anyone should be allowed to read or write this because it is disgusting to me" is authoritarian.
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I am dead serious when I say that you guys need to start giving writers feedback more often. I have a fic here that has a total of 4015 notes and only 218 aren't likes. So, let me break this down for you a bit.
Of 4015 notes, 186 are reblogs and 32 are comments. Two reblogs, as well as comments, are mine so I'll subtract them from the equation making the total number of notes 4011 (184 rbs, 30 comments, 3,797 likes).
Of the 184 reblogs, 16 are private, meaning they're absolutely useless in spreading and sharing the piece. The remaining 168 consists of 136 reblogs falling under "other reblogs" while only 32 fall under "comments and tags." And of the 32 under "comments and tags," only 9 have something besides a copy of the tags that I included in my initial post.
The 184 reblogs make up 4.6% of the total notes, the reblogs under "comments and tags" make up 0.8% of the total notes, and the reblogs under "comments and tags" with anything besides tags copied from the initial post make up 0.2% of the total notes.
At one point, I reblogged the post, asking if anyone wanted a part two. That's when I got my first comments. The first 6 comments were in response to that, and of the 30 total comments (excluding my own), only two were unrelated to a part two. Which means I can guarantee that I wouldn't have had that many comments had I not posed the question of a sequel fic.
And if I add those 2 comments to the 9 reblogs, I get 0.3% of the total notes on my post that make up the portion of notes that aren't likes, empty reblogs, or comments about a part two. And that's me being generous because two of the reblogs actually do mention a part two.
I also posted a poll asking what people wanted in part two, and that poll got 238 votes. That is 54 people more who voted for what they wanted in a part two that didn't reblog or help push part one.
Don't get me wrong, I love seeing people in my notifs liking my posts, but sometimes it's just not enough. It is utterly exhausting waking up to multiple hundreds of notifications and not seeing a single person compliment your work. You guys will like stuff, follow, and then head straight to the inbox asking for more. I know it's been said a hundred times before, but we are not machines; we do this for free in our spare time.
The post in question was written when I was tired out of my mind, and I ended up not liking it, so I let it sit in my drafts. I briefly mentioned it on my blog and was met with one of my followers showing interest in the idea, which prompted me to revise, edit, and post it. It was a gift, as are all fics and pieces of art by writers and artists on this site, and yet it was treated like a commodity.
When people say it's unmotivating they're not kidding. When I had 100+ asks in my inbox, all of them being requests, I felt like I had the worst case of writers block known to man. I would open my inbox and immediately close it because the idea of posting anything knowing the only response would be more requests, was awful.
When people leave little messages in the tags, full-blown commentary, or kind messages in my inbox referencing posts, I feel more motivated than ever. Those responses are what drives me to write more. But when I, and other writers, are being treated like we're here to cook up whatever fantasisies you have in mind, I can't help but side-eye a little.
We wouldn't write if we didn't enjoy it, but the moment it feels like a job, it becomes that much less enjoyable, and then everybody loses. Just send a kind message to your favorite writers every once in a while. I promise it'll make their day.
I would also like to say that as I've written this, I've seen more people like that post. So, there's that.
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mentally im friends with a lot of u guys even if we dont talk or never have talked and probably will never talk directly. its ok. the warriors bond transcends words
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more hairy women in fic
more women of color in fic
more fat women in fic
more tall women in fic
more loud women in fic
more self-assured women in fic
and less hairless, juvenile, white-washed, diminished little girl-doll-women in fic
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I know thereâs other posts out there but I wanted to make a comprehensive post about being completely inclusive when writing reader inserts. Everyone has their own perspective and ideas so I wanted to share my thoughts and tips that I use myself when Iâm writing. Of course I most likely forgot things as well so feel free to add on if you think of something I missed and Iâll add it to the list here!
Quicke note before we get to it: if you spot something on this list that youâve done before, donât beat yourself up about it. We all slip up and make mistakes. Just learn from it and keep it in mind for the future! As readers, we understand that itâs near impossible to include every single individual that could possibly read your work, but the point is to be as inclusive as possible with your writing.
Under a cut for length and to make sure you always see the most updated list when you click on it! Reblogs are very much appreciated too, especially if youâre a writer so we can all learn and grow and be better!
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Labeling your reader (a guide to terminology)
Gender neutral (gn)- no pronouns, no gendered nicknames, no mentions of genitals
Assigned female at birth (afab)- no pronouns, no gendered nicknames, reader usually has a vagina
Assigned male at birth (amab)- no pronouns, no gendered nicknames, reader usually has a penis
Female/fem/f- she/her pronouns, traditionally femme nicknames, reader usually has a vagina
Male/m- he/him pronouns, traditionally masc nicknames, reader usually has a penis
Non-binary (nb)- usually they/them pronouns, reader can have either a vagina or a penis
Quick note: terminology changes often and as far as I know this is the most up to date on being inclusive with labeling readers. If it changes or if anyone has suggestions Iâll update this.
If you do want to assign your reader character some type of label, please tag it appropriately. Lots of poc writers like to write black, Latine, Asian, etc readers for example. Or other examples are plus size reader, short reader, tall reader, nerdy reader, shy reader, sporty reader, etc.
Donât be afraid to write a trans character too! Trans characters can have either the opposite genitalia from their birth assignment or the same, everyone is different! Thereâs a big lack in trans reader representation!
Please note too that just because reader is labeled one way does not necessarily mean they are cisgender. People can be non-binary and use she/her or he/him pronouns. Thereâs no need to label your reader as cis at all
And please donât label your readers' sexuality as straight. Bi/pan/demi/queer people can be attracted to a male character but that does not mean they are exclusively into men. It alienates queer readers.
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Inclusive with skin tones
Please do not use âblushâ or âflushâ or anything like that! I know thatâs one of the top issues when being inclusive with skin tones. But those words have the connotation that the skin turns red or pink, and while everyone is capable of their skin warming, it doesnât always show the same especially on darker skin. Instead, try something like âyou felt your skin heat upâ or âyour palms felt sweatyâ or âyou felt flustered.â Focus more on the emotions and what reader is feeling or thinking or physically reacting rather than saying reader blushed.
Be careful when describing bruises or injuries. Not all bruises get bright red for example. Instead, try mentioning blood stain, swelling, or just use âdiscoloredâ or âbeat upâ or something like that.
Not everyoneâs skin turns red when slapped so just avoid âyour skin reddenedâ altogether.
Not everyone has pink nipples, just skip describing the color altogether
Or pink lips. Again just skip the color description
While all skin is able to get burned, not everyoneâs skin turns red/pink from being in the sun. Instead use more feeling descriptors like âyour skin felt hot from the sunâ or even describing peeling would be ok.
Donât say that reader looks like an established character.
âKnuckles turned whiteâ doesnât happen with everyone so just leave it out. Focus more on muscles straining or something instead.
Avoid the phrase âyou look white as a ghostâ when referring to reader.
If you want to mention makeup, just leave it general and donât specify colors or shades or anything like that. Not all shades show up the same on all skin tones.
Overall, itâs best to just avoid skin tone indicators and anything describing color on the skin. That simple thing makes a world of difference in inclusivity. The more you do it, the easier and more natural itâll feel until itâs second nature! Your readers will be extremely appreciative of it!
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Inclusive with hair
Not everyone can run their fingers through their hair. Textured/curly hair gets caught or someone may not have hair long enough (or any hair) to run their fingers through.
Instead, try something like âfiddled with your fingers/ear/clothesâ
Not everyone has hair long enough to tie up/back so itâs best to just not mention it at all. Your reader can just imagine how they want their hair for the scene.
If you want a more formal look, just âyou styled yourself nicelyâ something like that is enough.
Some people enjoy hair pulling in sex, some donât. Hair touching can be very upsetting for some people, especially people of color. If you want to include it, just make sure to add it in the tags/warnings so readers are aware before they get into it
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Inclusive with language
Please donât assume your reader doesnât speak Spanish! (This is aimed mostly at those who write Latino characters because I see this a lot)
If a character is speaking Spanish, you can either use italics to indicate the language change or provide a translation right there. Avoid adding âyou didnât understandâ with that.
Instead you can use something like âyou didnât hearâ so your reader can interpret for themselves if itâs because they donât understand or they simply didnât hear.
Or use phrases like âhe said X in Spanishâ for either praises, curses, etc. it leaves it more open for all readers.
I know itâs tempting but please donât use google translate to write in another language. Itâs fine or a word or a phrase but when it goes into full sentences then it gets a little funky. Try consulting with a native speaker if you can!
When writing in Spanish, please note that n and ñ are not interchangeable!
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Inclusive with body shape and size
Donât assume your reader is thin or short and the character can easily pick them up or toss them around. If you want to specify a short reader, please tag it.
Also the opposite: done assume reader is taller than a character too!
If you want character to pick up reader, please include it in your warnings.
Limbs generally donât weigh as much so something like âhe hiked you leg over his shoulderâ while laying down is more inclusive (Iâm short and can pick up limbs from my clients at my day job so trust me your leg itself doesnât weigh a lot)
Avoid âyou got up on your tiptoes to kiss himâ because not everyone is short. Instead just say âleaned over/in to kissâ or âangled yourself to kissâ something more generalized
Usually describing a hug/holding reader/cuddling is fine but donât get overly specific on how much a character is able to wrap their arms around the reader and fit their arms fully around reader. Writing a tight embrace or an engulfing hug should still be fine since it can be a show of emotions.
Wearing a characters clothes. Not everyone can fit their favâs size and not everyone will âdrown in his shirt.â
Again the opposite is true too: not everyone has curves or thick thighs or big breasts or a big ass. Plus size and curvy readers are important to write too since representation is lacking, but just be sure to tag it properly!
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Inclusive with background in general
For this section, the goal is more to be aware of certain things and to be sure to include proper tags and warnings more than avoiding things completely. Readers understand that there is the element of fantasy in reading fanfiction but sometimes a certain aspect can be triggering or upsetting or can knock the immersion out so it just important to be aware and have tags and warnings before your fic!
Be careful when describing readers family because that can be hard for some readers. Not everyone has a good relationship with their family. Yes sometimes a backstory is needed for plot and people can pretend for the sake of the story. Just be sure to include in your warnings for the story, especially if itâs either a really good or really bad relationship.
If youâre making up family members for reader, be it siblings or kids, try to be aware of what their names are. Typically white names wonât fit every background so just be aware of that. Or try just using nicknames instead!
Religion. Just donât mention it at all unless itâs properly tagged and warned for.
Around the holidays especially, Christmas fics are very popular but please be aware that not everyone celebrates the same holidays! Be sure to tag and warn for any holidays that they could be celebrating. And please donât write Jewish characters celebrating Christmas.
Donât make your reader biologically related to a white character. If you absolutely want to, thereâs options like step family, adopted, childhood friends that are closer than family, etc.
Readerâs job is usually something you have more leeway with in order to fit your story but just be sure to tag it appropriately. Disabled readers for example canât always imagine themselves in certain jobs so itâs just something to keep in mind.
When creating a backstory for reader, try to think outside your own experience and make sure itâs not something that poc readers canât relate to or wouldnât have had the same experience from. If youâre unsure just put it in the tags/notes beforehand.
This one is more aimed at Americans but please remember that not everyone reading lives in the US. Sometimes yes, a setting is necessary, but please be open to the fact that people from all over the world read fics. If itâs set in the US, especially when the canon setting is elsewhere, please note it beforehand.
Thereâs really no need to give your reader an age as it can alienate a lot of readers. Sometimes it can be inferred through context but I find that outright giving reader a specific age is very excluding. There are plenty of people in fandom who are not in their 20s so please donât assume everyone reading is. And it sends a message to anyone in their 30s or older that they donât belong when every other fic is a very young reader character. Obviously donât write smut about minors too but that should go without saying.
If youâre at the point where your reader has a name, itâs no longer a reader insert but an original character. Nicknames or code names are totally fine, but please donât give reader a name.
And if you are writing an oc, please keep it out of the reader tag. Use the oc tags.
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Inclusive with art and moodboards
Please include poc when making moodboards for your fics!! I know from personal experience it can be hard to find the right pic you want, but I promise with some digging itâs possible.
Follow models of color pages here on tumblr, thereâs unsplash, Pinterest (I know itâs not the best site but I have found a lot of poc pics there) and other sites too. Curate pictures to save for later when you can!
When it comes to art for reader insert fics, please donât default to a white woman all the time. Itâs disheartening to see white women used for âreaderâ in 90% of art or more. It makes poc feel like they arenât welcome and that it isnât meant for us. My personal opinion is that reader should be just a shadowy figure or outline or something vague like that. Or use a few different body types and skin tones.
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General inclusive tips
These aren't specific to skin tone or anything but rather little things that can help your reader feel more immersed in your story in general. I know some writers have a specific image in mind when writing but these are little things Iâve noticed that can knock the fantasy out for me so I wanted to share some thoughts and pointers. These are lower pressure points and not as big a deal but I did want to include them anyway.
Instead of specifying food or drink, write something like âyour favorite (whatever)â or donât even mention what they make or eat. Just say they made something or they ate something, your readers can fill in for themselves thatâs on the plate
If a character buys reader flowers or something, donât specify the flower. Either leave it vague or use âyour favorite flowersâ
Instead of a specific outfit, leave it vague or donât mention at all. Sometimes a certain kind of outfit is required for situations (like a formal event or ball or something), but even then you can use something like âa gown in your favorite colorâ or âa formal outfit that flattered you well.â
Adding on with the clothing point: please tag if youâre describing clothing in a fantasy type setting. While clothing itself has no gender, sometimes trans and nb people can get hit with dysphoria if youâve got reader wearing a skirt or something like it with no warning. Either just leave it out, leave it vague, or warn for it!
In the case of an AU or a fantasy setting you have more wiggle room with clothing but still try to leave it more vague if possible.
Same with shoes. Not everyone likes/can wear heels so keep that in mind
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To wrap up, please be aware when writing your reader inserts. Itâll get easier with practice the more you consciously do it! And please listen to poc writers/readers when we ask for inclusivity! And support writers of color too! Thank you for reading and taking it all in because I know this was a lot!
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Fanfic writers are like crows. If you give them treats (comments) they will bring you shiny things (fanfic)
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đ¶ â six songs on my âon repeatâ playlist
Thank you for the tag @wildemaven đđđ
Una MĂĄs, Becky G
Lose Control, Teddy Swims
Monaco, Bad Bunny
Boyfriend, Dove Cameron
Work Song, Hozier
Problema, Daddy Yankee
No pressure tags @spacecowboyhotch @mikeisthricedeceased @pedrorascal @writingsoftheloser @iccedays and whoever else who sees this and wants to do this đđ
đ¶ â six songs on my âon repeatâ playlist
BODYGUARD- Beyoncé
i am not who i was - Chance Peña
Lose Control - Teddy Swims
Too Sweet - Hozier
YA YA - Beyoncé
Evergreen - Richy Mitch & The Coal Miners
Thank you for the tag @inklore / NPTs @gnpwdrnwhiskey @iamskyereads @lovesbiggerthanpride @nothoughtsjustmeds @psychedelic-ink @flightlessangelwings @trulybetty and who ever else wants to share
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Love you Raven!!! đđđ Yeah he may sent it all he wants but we all know the truthâŠ. đđđ
Jealousy Makes You Taste Good
Comandante Veracruz x fem!reader "Cariño"
Word count-2.9k
Warnings- s.mut (18+ ONLY!), jealousy, we meet V's ex, oral (m receiving), unprotected sex, riding, feelings, alcohol
Notes- This is written for the @swiftiscruff Pedro Fandom Friendship Exchange! What better way to show love for my friends in the fandom than a Veracruz fic?! And while I'm tagging people I consider my close friends (those who I've chatted with a lot, have my other socials, my number or even met in person), please know that if we interacted even once, I consider you a friend! <3
Dedicated to- @the-purity-pen @spiderispunk @rae-gar-targaryen @ithinkhesgaybutwesavedmufasa @spoopyredacted @clonecaptains @ollypopwrites @babiiface95 @agirllovespancakes @moonknightly @wildemaven @thirsty-flygirl @fromthedeskoftheraven @freelancearsonist @mikeisthricedeceased @pedrorascal and everyone else who I have met and chatted with in this fandom <3 I would run out of tags if I tagged everyone lol! Love you all!!
@flightlessangelwings-updates is my update blog so feel free to also follow that and turn on post notifs to stay up to date on when I post!
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The bar clamored with life around you. Veracruz had taken you out for a night of drinking with his men to celebrate their return from another successful deployment. Part of you was disappointed to have to share your comandante with others for the night. But, you also knew it was a part of his duty to take care of his subordinates. Plus, you would have plenty of alone time with him soon enoughâŠ
Men laughed around you as they drank to their heart's content. You could tell they were happy to be back home, even if they werenât gone for too long. Many of them were familiar with you and greeted you with respect, knowing you were the comandanteâs woman. Others werenât bothered by your presence and instead turned their attention to the other ladies who hung around the bar, hoping to get lucky on their night back.Â
âEnjoying yourself, Cariño?â Veracruzâs voice rang from behind you, his presence hovering from behind you.
You took a sip of your own drink and turned to him, âItâs good to have you home, V,â you replied.Â
He leaned in close to murmur in your ear, âIt is good to be home, Cariño,â he paused as he voice dropped, âAnd it will be even better later,â he groaned as his hand slid down your body and grabbed your ass.Â
âWhy wait until we get home?â you purred as your tone dropped to match his sultry energy.
Veracruz smirked against your ear as he nipped at the nape of your neck, âEager tonight, arenât we?â
âWell, I missed you,â you gave him a fake pout.
He hummed in contentment as he trailed a line of bites along the muscle of your neck. He wouldnât admit it out loud, but Veracruz missed the way you moaned under his touch, when you giggled softly as he hit a sensitive spot. Mostly, he missed having you in his arms, and the loyalty you showed him.
But, before he could suggest ducking away so you could welcome him home properly, a sultry voice interrupted with Veracruzâs first name.
You both turned in the direction of the voice, which came from behind him, to find a tall, beautiful woman. Her lips were painted red as rose, her hair was full and luscious, and she stood tall in her red high heels. You had to admit she was stunning to look at, but the awe quickly dissipated when you noticed the way she was looking at Veracruz.
âI thought I recognized your voice!â she exclaimed as she opened her arms for an embrace.
âRosalia,â Veracruz muttered as he tensed his jaw and gave her a kiss on each cheek, âIt has been a long time, chiquita.â
âThat is has,â she purred as he looked him up and down, âThe years have been good to you.â
You cleared your throat to insert yourself in the conversation, âComandante, who is this?â you tried your best to keep your tone level.Â
âOh,â his eyes went wide as he glanced between the two of you, caught in a rare moment off guard. He introduced you by name first, âThis is Rosalia. MyâŠâ
âWe were together,â she extended her hand to you, âItâs a pleasure,â she addressed you before turning back to Veracruz, âA comandante now, is it?â he smirked, âWhen we were together he was just a captain,â he hung on his shoulders as she spoke.
âPleasure,â you replied back, hoping your tone wasnât as sour as you heard it in your head. Swallowing the bitter taste in your mouth, you tightened your lips together and straightened your back, âIâm going to get another drink. You want your usual, V?â
He nodded, noticing the slight change in your demeanor but chose not to comment on it.
âV?!â Rosalia giggled as you turned and walked away.
You clenched your fist and resisted the urge to turn around. You didnât want to watch her hang on him any longer, and you certainly didnât want to hear whatever remark she had for your special nickname for him. Instead, you kept your eyes in front of you as they landed on the bartender. Ordering two of the usuals, you leaned forward on the bartop to force yourself not to look at the beautiful woman who seemed way too interested in the comandante for your liking.
But her laughter rang through the bar and you couldnât help but snap your neck up and you instantly felt rage boil under your skin at the sight you saw. She practically nuzzled herself into his lap, tucking her hair behind her ear in an obviously flirtatious manner. You were sure your expression was unmistakable from the jealousy that bubbled under your skin, but away from Veracruz, you didnât care.
Just in that moment, Veracruz glanced up and saw the look on your face. However, instead of a boasting feeling of seeing you jealous over another woman, he felt something else inside him. Instead of feeling proud and gloating that something made his Cariño jealous, instead of smirking at the satisfaction, Veracruz felt a tightness in his chest. He thought it would make a fun game for the night: he would pretend to show interest in the woman he used to be with, you could get jealous, and then you would go home and have the most explosive sex yet. Yet, the feeling in his chest were the completely opposite.
Catching his eyes, you quickly looked away and ordered a shot of something to try and drown out your emotions. You slammed the drink down in one gulp and slammed it down onto the bar before ordering another.
But a voice in your ear stopped you, âAre you sure you should be drinking like that, Cariño?â Veracruz purred.
âVâŠâ you turned around, shocked to find him suddenly next to you and Rosalia nowhere to be found.
âWant to get out of here?â he groaned.
âYes,â you whispered back immediately, thankful he offered to leave before you had to ask.
Veracruz was always more in tune than either of you realized. And he always knew what was best for his Cariño. And as much as he wanted to tease you a bit on the car ride back to his place, Veracruz found that he couldnât bring himself to say anything. And you sat in silence the entire car ride, lost in your own thoughts.Â
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The moment the door shut and Veracruz locked it, it was like a switch flipped in your head. Before he even opened his mouth, you lunged yourself forward, pushing him against the front door.
âCariño?â he stuttered, finding himself in a rare moment of being caught off guard.
âDonât speak,â you hissed as you slipped your hands underneath his shirt.
A fire burned behind your eyes as you massaged Veracruzâs pecs for a moment before you slowly dropped down to your knees. Sensing the change in the air, Veracruz smirked as he watched you settle yourself on the ground and unzip his pants.
âNeedy tonight, are we?â
You gave him a glance that had the rare effect of silencing him before you freed his cock from the fabric. âQuiet.â
Veracruz couldnât even form a response before you had his cock in your mouth. He let out a low growl as you started with a fast and harsh pace, liking and nibbling along his length and taking him into your mouth as hard and deep as you could. His knees almost bucked under him from the fervor you sucked at him.Â
Heat emanated from your body as you devoured the comandante with fervor. All the emotions that you tried to push down bubbled to the surface as you took his length as far as you could into your throat. Tears filled your eyes as the tip hit the back of your throat but you kept going
Veracruz let out a growl as one hand landed on your shoulder while the other dug into your scalp. His eyes involuntarily rolled back into his head as he felt you suck hard around him. A groan reverberated from deep within his throat as you ran your tongue along his shaft and left a nibble on his tip.
âAy⊠Fuck⊠CariñoâŠâ
You hummed around him, opening your eyes for a brief moment to glance up at him. The inferno burned behind Vercaruzâs eyes as he looked down at you, on your knees before him like you had been so many times before.Â
Closing your eyes, you went back to work, taking him in as far as you could. You were almost to the point of gagging on his cock, yet you kept going. Where words failed you, action spoke loudly enough, and Veracruz heard clearly. Slurping echoed in the room as you bobbed your head up and down, letting his thickness fill your mouth over and over again.
As much as Veracruz enjoyed being in your mouth, and the obvious jealousy that drove you to act this way, this was not how he wanted the night to end. He didnât want to fill your mouth with his seed, watching you swallow every last drop as you had done so obediently before. No, the way you acted after his ex showed up spanked something within him. And he wanted to feel you around him while you both came together.
âCariño,â he hissed through his teeth as he yanked you off of his cock.
You let out a questioning hum as you looked up at the comandante with your mouth wide open. Lines of drool spilled from your lips that still connected your bodies. âV?â
Pulling you up to your feet while you were distracted, Veracruz let out a huff, âIs there something bothering you, Cariño?â
You swallowed hard, melting under his gaze, âN-noâŠâ Not even you believed that lie.
He smirked with satisfaction, âAs much as I am enjoying your little outburst, CariñoâŠâ he paused as he leaned in and kissed you without warning. He swallowed the gasp you let out as he savored the taste of himself on your tongue. âJealousy makes you taste so good, Cariño.â
âIâm not jealous,â you murmured.
âHmf,â Veracruz hummed against your skin, âWhy not show me then?â he bucked his hips against yours, âIf you will not tell me⊠Show me.â
A yelp escaped your lips as you found yourself flung away from where you stood. Veracruz growled in both satisfaction and desire as he captured your lips with his own once more. Heavy breaths were all that was heard over the shuffling of your bodies as he led you into the bedroom. Veracruz only broke away from you to strip both you and him, leaving a trail of clothes to his bed. You surrendered yourself to him, allowing him to take control like you trusted him to time and time again.
As soon as you felt the edge of the bed, you were about to throw yourself down so that he could cover you. But, Veracruz stopped you. Instead he spun your bodies around so that as you both launched onto the mattress, you landed on top of him. He looked up at you with a satisfied smirk as you straddled your legs over his body.
âShow me, Cariño,â he growled, âShow me how seeing her made you feel.âÂ
âVâŠâ you breathed as you found yourself looking down at him. It was not an angle that you got to enjoy often, and it was even rarer that he deliberately chose it himself. Yet, there was something undeniably hot about the position, and you felt yourself clench as a rush of heat pulsed through you.
Leaning forward, you placed your hands on his chest and gave his pecs a squeeze as you rocked your hips back and forth. Both of you gasped as your cunt dragged along his stomach, and Veracruz could feel the slick wetness that you left behind.
âI know this is not what you want to do to me, Cariño,â Veracruz teased as his hands fell to your hips, âI know there is more to you than this.â
You clenched your jaw and let out a soft growl as you shimmied yourself down slightly. Feeling the warmth of his cock under you, you once more rocked your hips along Veracruzâs body. Only this time, your pussy dragged along the length of his cock. As much as you tried to keep yourself from breaking, you couldnât help but let out a moan as you felt the veins of his cock hit your clit.
âVâŠâ
âCome, Cariño,â he squeezed your hips before his moved his hands to your ass and gave it a slap, âLet me see how you fuck when you are jealous.â
Unable to deny the allegation once more, you gulped as you lifted your hips. Moving as if you were in a trance by his words, you sank down onto Veracruzâs cock. A gasp left you breathless as you felt the familiar stretch of his thickness take you inch by inch.
This time it was different, though. This time, you felt more of a comfort in the burn of his cock into you. It was that connection that you craved, that you needed to feel. You needed to feel him around you, to know that he was there. Somehow, Veracruz was able to sense that, and he knew exactly what you needed before you even did.
âV,â you moaned as you started to ride his cock.
You started slowly at first, lifting and lowering yourself as the tip massaged your inner walls over and over again. But, feeling that desperation quickly rise as the thought of someone else doing this for him, something else took you over. You moved faster, bouncing on his cock harder.
Veracruz watched your display with fire in his eyes. Between the way your face twitched in pleasure and watching his cock disappear inside you over and over again, it drove Veracruz wild in the best way possible. And when you slammed yourself down onto him as hard as you could, both of you moaned in pleasure.
You kept yourself close to his body as you leaned over. Instead of bouncing up and down, you rocked back and forth. The feeling of his length hitting your sweet spot combined with the way your clit rubbed against the bone of his hip made you cry out in ecstasy.Â
âCariñoâŠâ Veracruz growled as he ran his hands up your sides.
In a flash, you suddenly found yourself on your back with the comandante on top of you. His hands never left your body and he never pulled out of you as he flipped you over in a flash with every ounce of strength he had in him.
âAy! Fuck!â you screamed as Veracruz wasted no time in drilling into you.
He growled a string of curses in Spanish as he pounded into you, feeling your pussy clench around him and your legs on either side of him. Your cries spurred him on just like they did every other night. He even found himself groaning your name as he fucked you as hard as he could.Â
Your hands dug into his bare shoulders as you felt like you were floating on a cloud. The way Veracruz pounded into you always made you feel weightless, yet clinging to him kept you grounded at the same time. No one ever fucked you like he did, and you knew no one else ever would. From the overwhelming emotions and the way his cock hit your sweet spot over and over again, tears started to fill your eyes.
âV⊠Iâm gonna cum,â you whimpered.
âAs am IâŠâ he grunted as he yanked you over closer to him, feeling as much of you as he possibly could.
It only took a few more thrusts of his hips for you both to fall apart at the seams. You came with a loud scream of his name, digging your nails into his skin hard enough to draw blood. Veracruz leaned forward and bit your shoulder to stifle his own groans as he came right behind you, spilling himself to fill you to the brim.Â
With one last huff, Veracruz pulled out of you and flopped down next to you. For several moments, neither of you moved; both of you were too exhausted to try. But, it was Veracruz who moved first, rolling over to gather you in his arms.
You hummed contently as you settled into his embrace. You were silent for some time, both to recover and to gather your words. âV,â you finally spoke, âIâŠâ
âI know, Cariño,â he interrupted you, deciding he actually didn't need to hear you say it. It would also mean he would have to admit something out loud that he wasnât ready to. And that he didnât enjoy seeing you riled up from jealousy as much as he thought he wouldâŠ
Instead of pushing it, you just sighed contently and closed your eyes as you listened to the sound of his heartbeat.Â
Several moment of silence passed, and as soon as Veracruz was sure you were starting to drift off to sleep, he mumbled, âCariño, know this,â he took a breath, âAs much as you are mine,â he enunciated the last word, âI am also yours.â
âI wasnât worried about you, VâŠâ you yawned, âI wasâŠâ you didnât even finish your thought before sleep finally took you, and you drifted off with a slime on your face and comfort in your heart.Â
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I just wanted to draw Saruman with an IKEA shark
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this this this
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My writing abilities when I have an entire free day: twelve words. Take it or leave it
My writing abilities when I have to be somewhere in fifteen minutes: I got six thousand more in the pocket
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"AO3 doesn't need a "dislike" button"
Um, actually, it already has one. Depending on your specs, it might look a little different but over all it looks kinda like this:
You can find it at the corner of your screen, which corner is dependent on your layout.
Anyway, if you dislike a fic, you can hit this Dislike Button until the fic goes away. It really is pretty amazing actually.
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