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#Am I just avoiding writing? Yes
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mangostarjam · 2 months
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leaving bite marks on kiyoomi's biceps. he wears compression sleeves up to the edge of his uniform shirt, so it should be fine, right?
not that you care, not that you're even thinking about it when he's got your ankles up by your ears and you're trying to stifle your moans in his skin. in the moment the sting barely registers, all of his focus is on the slick clench of you around him, the way your nails scrabble down his broad back as his thrusts grow erratic.
it isn't until atsumu spots the ring of teeth marks at the volleyball court later that he remembers.
"omi-omi, what's that?" comes out in a shriek that pierces his eardrums. kiyoomi doesn't even look at him, but the expression on his face is clearly ticked off.
"it's nothing."
"hold up, are those bite marks?" atsumu gets close enough to tug at the sleeves, but kiyoomi jerks his arm away. "what, were you fightin' a hellcat or somethin'?"
kiyoomi fixes him with a flat stare. "are you sure you go on dates?"
atsumu splutters. "whaddaya mean?! i go on tons a dates!"
"doubtful."
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Porcelain Steve - Part 6
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Even though he's expecting company, Eddie still jumps and yelps when his front door flies open without so much as a knock, revealing Dustin and Will.
"I know I said to let yourselves in, but a warning knock would have been nice," Eddie shoots them a glare, not bothering to stand from the couch where he'd been pretending to watch whatever terrible daytime movie was playing.
"Sorry," Will apologizes sheepishly while Dustin just laughs.
"Which of your moms dropped you off? If it's Claudia, I'm filing a complaint about how you were raised."
"Har har," Dustin says, swinging his backpack off and knelling down to unzip and dig into it. "We biked here."
"Lucky you, then. The complaint will wait."
Dustin wrestles a blanket from his backpack. Unwrapping it reveals Steve, hair rumpled but otherwise unharmed. "Alright. Delivered safely. We gotta go meet El and Mike now but we'll see you on Saturday, right?"
Eddie sets Steve on the couch, angled towards the TV. "Yeah. I get the feeling if I don't show for the barbeque that Joyce will show up here and drag me there by my ear."
"She would," Will confirms with an easy shrug. The boys turn to leave before Will exclaims, "Oh! Almost forgot!" before digging into his pocket for something, turning around to give it to Eddie.
"What?"
"El and Steve spoke again. He had a lot of things to say. I spent a good portion of the last three days writing down everything as El repeated it to me. This is your letter," he says, having successfully pulled out what looked to be a folded piece of paper out of his pocket.
"Oh," Eddie takes it, and realizes it's not just one folded piece of paper, but three. "Wow."
"Seems you are Steve's second favorite," Dustin grins at him from the doorway.
"You are first, I assume?"
"No. Robin is. She got five pages."
That tracks, actually. Eddie's not surprised Robin got the most pages.
Soon enough, the boys are off and Eddie returns to the couch, pulling his legs up to sit crisscross. "Alright, Stevie, let's see what you have to say."
He unfolds the pages completely and is met with Will's now familiar penmanship scrawled across the sheets of wide rule paper that has clearly been ripped from a composition notebook. He's seen Will's handwriting plenty over this last year, quickly scribbling notes during DnD sessions and on the little item cards Will makes himself to hand out when he DMs.
Will's handwriting isn't always the neatest, but this looks like Will took time, wanted his writing to be legible. Flipping through the papers he sees it is two pages, front and back, of a letter, and the third page is a list of questions in a different, neater handwriting. He gets the feeling that Will probably didn't paraphrase anything. How many people got letters? How much of Will and El's time was devoted to doing just this?
Eddie feels emotional over this, misty-eyed and a lump in his throat, and he hasn't even read the damn letter yet.
"Shit, Stevie, do you even realize how loved you are?" Eddie asks out loud, turning to look at Porcelain Steve like he might answer him this time. Blank hazel eyes stare forward. Eddie shakes his head, to clear away his thoughts, and gets to reading. Not out loud, because he doesn't want Steve to hear how wet his voice will sound.
Eddie,
I guess the first thing I want to say is thank you. I was kind of freaking out when I first woke up like this. It was calming, that day on the lawn, after Robin and Nancy found me. You were so chill and just chatted my ear off like you would have if I were, like, there. I mean, there there and not like, doll-there, if you get what I mean.
Shit, man, being stuck like this would have been a hell of a lot worse without you, I'm certain. Everyone's been great, of course, and, like, no offense meant, Will and El, but you act most normal. Helps me feel, well, I don't know how, exactly. Describing emotions is not something I'm like, good at. Robin's great, too, but she catastrophizes, you know? And since I can't speak back, she can get herself pretty worked up about this and I hate that. Hate that I can't do anything to help her.
Shit. This isn't your issue. Don't include that. No, wait, do. Sorry, El. (It is here, off in the margin, that Will has added 'I wrote everything word for word. Enjoy the asides to El and me.) Hanging out with you helps her, I think. She seems less anxious on days we spend with you. So, I guess, I also want to thank you for that. For being there for Robin when I can't.
Eddie has to pause there because he had no idea. Robin has been a grounding force for him this whole time. He had no idea he was doing the same for her. She never said, or let on... well, that was probably her goal and now Steve's spilled the beans.
This is getting easier to say, even if I still don't know how to feel about the other two people who are going to be privy to everything said, or I guess from your end, written here. (Here, Will has transcribed a conversation they seemed to have had in the middle of writing this up.) Oh. He means us. - El Yes. Don't worry Steve, we'll do our best to forget everything you've said once it's written down. - Will Steve laughed and says thanks. - El I appreciate that but- well, being honest there's some things I want to say but I don't want anyone else to hear. Those conversations are better left face to face, anyway. So, uhh, what else did I want to say?
Oh! Yeah, I told Robin she could drive around the Bimmer, so she can have a car while I'm- so she doesn't have to bike everywhere but knowing her she probably won't take me up on that offer. Maybe you can talk her into it? Or, maybe she'll be willing to drive your van around and you can take the bimmer.
"Jesus, Stevie, can't you just be okay with existing?" Eddie says it under his breath and tenses instantly. For a moment, he forgot that Steve was right there on the couch with him, could hear him. Now he has to explain himself because Steve's already heard, and without the context of how Eddie really means those words, they can sound judgmental. "Shit. Sorry. I just read the part about your car and, dude, you just don't know how to not try and be helpful, huh? I bet it's destroying you on the inside that you can't do anything. But Steve, you gotta know, we don't care about you because you're useful."
Steve, of course, can't reply, so Eddie goes back to the letter.
Uh, what else was there? Oh! Yeah! I don't get migraines here. Or, in this body? Or, whatever it is. I haven't had one since this happened. Also, no hearing issues. Though I find myself wishing to be completely deaf sometimes. I get that Max can listen to Kate Bush for a week straight, but I'd like a little variety. God, what I wouldn't give to listen to the Top 40 again. Don't say anything, Munson. I can already see your judgmental face at my music taste. Unlike you, I have the ability to like multiple types of music. The Top 40 AND that one song from, uhh, shit. Might not have migraines or hearing issues at the moment, but the memory is still as it was. Which means it is shit. That one song by that metal band where their name sounds like it's metal? You know who I mean. (In the margin, Will has just written five little question marks in a row ?????)
"The band you were thinking of, it's Metallica," Eddie says.
Not important. But, uh, the reason for telling you this. I was hoping you might smuggle me to a show the next time your band plays at the Hideout? Last time I tried to go it was too loud and gave me a migraine, you remember, but I think that I could listen to your whole show like this. We might as well take advantage of the perks of this shit situation, right? So, uh, I wouldn't mind if you did that. Or, like, had Robin or someone else bring me. Whichever.
Actually, wait, I lied, I do care which way. I've already had them pen down Robin's letter, so you'll have to pass this on, but I want Robin to take me. So, I can also watch the show, not just listen. That was the part I liked most, when I went last time, before I had to leave. Wait. Scratch that. Ask Argyle. Other than you, he seems like the only person willing to be caught holding me in public, mostly because I don't think he even knows how to be embarrassed. Jesus that was such a weird sentence to say. Holding me in public. Such a weird thing to experience, too.
Uh, anyway, I think that's it for now. Thanks for everything, Eddie.
"I think you're handling this loss of bodily autonomy rather well, Steve. This letter is a lot more positive than the one I would have written if our roles were reversed," Eddie says with a sigh. He can't help but wonder what Steve would have said in this letter if it hadn't had to be filtered through two teenagers first.
He looks to the last page, the list of questions, and is surprised to see that, mixed in with questions about which sports team is winning (he is not going to watch Sportsball for Steve. There has to be a line drawn somewhere and this is it. He will ask Wayne about it later and hate the glee he sees in his uncle's eyes because now he's going to have to pretend to like sports for the unforeseeable future) and for honest updates about their friends are questions about Eddie's campaign that he's rambled on about since Steve can't escape. Steve wants spoilers, wants to know what Eddie has planned.
Steve has actually been listening. He'd been operating on the assumption Steve just tunes him out when he gets going, unable to stop his brain to mouth filter when it comes to talking about Dungeons and Dragons and his current campaign.
"I'm at your list of questions now. I can't answer anything about sports, and don't think I'm unaware of how you asked me and not Lucas. I see what you are doing and I'm not going to fall for it. So, your first non-sportsball question here; How is Dustin doing, really? Well, that's a whole thing but overall, okay."
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ensrensage · 7 months
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my roommate got me playing warframe and i'm actually having a lot of fun so i guess... if anyone wants to play with me on switch, i will dm my username to my mutuals???
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wutheringmights · 5 months
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remember how I was humble bragging about how I have that Oh So Special ability to write a shit ton of words in a short amount of time? what i FAILED to mention is that doing that wrings out so much of mu ability to just, uh, string words together that I am Effectively Illiterate for a week afterwards. I have been trying to use my typical post-CTB-update break to get caught up on some writing for my original fiction, and do you want to know how much i've written over two days??? Wanna take a wager??? 200 words. The Spirit Is More Than Willing But My Body Is Fucking Weak
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quietwingsinthesky · 11 months
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maybe i should just put proship in my bio already
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darkkitty1208 · 7 months
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Words are the closest thing to a way I can make sense of my somewhat-of-a-self-identity-crisis-but-in-writing thing, and even then it can only express a mere fraction of whatever it is that I'm feeling. So bear with me as I try to verbalise this in an at least semi-coherent way.
I've been trying out a variety of writing styles and techniques lately. I've been discovering ways to do more of 'showing' and less of 'telling'.
I like the indirectness of it.
Actually, no -- that's not quite it. That's not it at all.
I think I like telling stories obliquely and only providing vague details not only because I'm a lazy arse who has no idea how to describe things in a direct and clear way but also because-- actually, I have no idea how to explain this in a way that isn't incomprehensible.
I can't quite explain it, but I think I like stories that can only be told in a vague way, like providing the puzzle pieces so that you get to piece things together the way you want it. The resulting picture would just be your own interpretation. I just like being subtle and merely imply the meaning of some things so anyone can interpret my stories their own way.
No, no. That doesn't make any sense either, does it?
And that's only one of the many things I'm still trying out and working on!
It's just. There's so much to try! I don't even know what I want. I've said this in my recent fic's A/N and I'll just say it again here: I'm experimenting with different things in writing the way a child would mix soap and shampoo in a bath. Which is a waste of time (and of shampoo and soap, which clearly does not apply in this scenario, but again, really cba to think of a better analogy here) but I can't help it because it's so fun.
Sometimes I think I don't even *have* a style. Sometimes I think I'll never have one. But I dunno.
Just ignore me as I try to mull this over. I'm just 'in my feels' and screaming this out into the abyss that's in the form of my silly little blog. Thank you for indulging me.
#ramblings#writing#tw long tags#tw excessive use of tags to avoid adding things to the body of my post 😛#my writing style is inconsistent at best#i'm only ever consistent in inconsistency#one second i'm a shakespeare wannabe and the next#i'm if douglas addams and terry pratchett had a lovechild#except it's less flattering than you think#three entirely different authors with three entirely different styles that i'm only a poor imitation of as an amateur author#yes i do know that#and the next moment i'm just a whole different person entirely#and i switch to whatever else my style is#but i *am* having fun discovering it all#there's just so much to try and i'm a little overwhelmed with it all you know?#i may speak as if i loathe having an ever-changing writing style#but in truth?#it feels very. freeing? i think#like i feel as if my writing isn't set to stone and i get to express things differently#depending on what i'm feeling at that moment#it's the freedom of self-expression except i'm not really sure who i am and what i want#and i honestly like just staying in this confusing grey area of 'what am i doing?' and 'what do i like?'#but simultaneously i *do* want to find out what style fits me best#i try not to think about it too much though#and just be a carefree little thing and have fun as i play around with words#i just wish i tried my hand in creative writing in a younger age#so i dont feel like a naive little young girl who doesn't really know what she's doing#shout out to my og followers for witnessing my growth from the very beginning of my writing journey#(admittedly i'm a little ashamed of that fact and how different i am from my early writing days now but i try not to hate myself for it)
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singsweetmelodies · 8 months
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*charles wtf discord react*
#my fellow piarlie friends... particularly those of you who are against the cursed ship aka l*stappen...#i have just made a discovery that has made me simultaneously hopping mad and incredulous and deeply disgusted#and i have been ranting about it in the besties' dms for almost half an hour now but im going to put it here too#because honestly WHAT THE FUCK#you see#some lestappie - some fucking delusional; embarrassingly desperate lestappie - decided to write a charles/max fic#IN WHICH THEY TOOK THE PIARLES TENNIS DATE AND WENT ''NO ACTUALLY LET'S MAKE IT MAX''#i am not joking. they genuinely WROTE MAX INTO PIERRE'S PLACE for the monte carlo masters tennis date#i am still sat here with my jaw on the fuckign FLOOR to be honest with you#how desperate do you have to be to take a canon event FROM ANOTHER SHIP and write your character in??? like????#i would be. literally SO EMBARRASSED if i ever did that#well i DONT have to because unlike some ships; piarles actually like each other and CHOOSE to spend time with each other#but yeah....#the delusion levels of the lestappies are truly through the roof. what the actual FUUUUUCK#and also. HOW BLOODY DARE THEY#i am irrationally mad about this lmfao#i may or may not process it by writing a fic that has max at the monte carlo masters too... trying to get in charles' pants or smth...#BUT FAILING HORRIFICALLY BECAUSE PIERRE IS THERE. and charles only wants pierre#charles also avoids max like 'ew wtf are you doing here'#would that be a very toxic thing to write and do? yes of course#am i going to do it anyway?#honestly..... PROBABLY#🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🤬#is how i feel about this#HONESTLY.
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aurorashard · 3 days
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I should be able to call my boss and go "I'd like to write fanfic today" and have her go "okay!" And take me off the work schedule for at least a week.
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elytrafemme · 2 months
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i have at this point talked to at least a few of my college friends about cough syrup, only two of them knowing it by explicit name. and i find it incredibly funny because one of them was an actual committed fan who dropped after the major hiatus, and the other one only read five chapters in before giving up 😭 i have much love for the hiatus survivors because my dear close friends were NOT committing to that shit
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princekirijo · 3 months
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I'm designing Riku's SEES battle outfit for the CATT AU and the actual reason for his coat being a longer version of the regular SEES battle coat is that I want to keep his silhouette similar to his Phantom Thief outfit (his thief outfit has a long leather jacket). However the in-lore reason is kinda funny to think about because there is literally no other reason for him wanting to extend the jacket length other than "I will look way cooler trust me". And somehow he gets the scientists who designed the suits to agree.
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vanyafresita · 3 months
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WWGRRRAAAAAAAHHHHHHH <- it wants to buy a secondhand book that is on sale, but it already has several books to-read right there in its bookshelf
#okay imma sound insane for a moment but bear with me#ive been avoiding the lord of the rings movies since i was like 14 cuz i wanted to read the books first#but then i never fucking did I KNOOOOOW OKAY every single person ive met friends professors and randoms tell me i should read the books !!!#and a few weeks ago a friend was like#if the lord of the rings books seem a big intimidating you should try reading the hobbit first its a light read and will get u in the mood#and today i was casually checking for 2nd hand books of le petit prince in french bcs thats the type of person i am#(<- collects the same book in different languages)#and suddently i saw on sale the hobbit book and im soooooo *explodes*#I NEED ITBSO BADLY BUT I HAVE MY BOOKSHELF RIGHT NEXT TO ME WITH AROUND 20 BOOKS I HAVE YET TO READ#/AND/ THREE BOOKS I STARTED AND HAVENT FINISHED YET#SOMEONE KILLLL MMEEEEEEE#''just watch the movies they are well adapted''#what if i told you i'd rather kill myself#i already hate coraline as it is YES THE MOVIE IT FUCKING SUCKS THE BOOK IS ONE OF MY FAVOURITES AND THE MOVIE MESSED IT SO BAD#I COUDL WRITE A WHOLE ESSAY ON WHY IT SUCKED the animation and technique was cool i dont have a problem w that THE STORY THO- !!!!!!#anyways the thing with me is that i usually prefer reading books first and then MAYBE checking visual adaptations#cuz i like when my brain gets to imagine things i hate being given everything I WANNA MAKE A MOVIE IN MY HEAD FIRST !!!!#so yeah i will suffer for some more time until i finish reading my to-read pile of books and then i'll continue buying books#sorry for being insane tee hee#vanya strawberry flavored
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solange-lol · 1 year
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"my 2023 resolution is to focus less on art" i say to myself as i attend an art school
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calamitydaze · 1 year
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i didnt expect the shift with mr beast to happen for another like 5 years tbh, idk why, i kind of thought it would come from an old disgruntled employee, but this gradual disillusionment is probably better for actually discussing issues, rather than a twitter bloodbath i guess
forever glad the dteam decided to stick with florida tbh
me too, on both counts! he seemed on top of the world (and really he still is, a few 100k tweets won’t change his view numbers) so him falling out of favor wasn’t on my radar for a good while yet. i don’t think he’s going anywhere anytime soon, and twitter discourse probably isn’t going to make a meaningful effect in how he presents himself. but if it pushes back against the general mr-beast-ification of youtube that’s been happening then i think it’s worthwhile :P
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reikunrei · 11 months
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every now and then throughout my day i’ll just have this intense moment of “STRANGER THINGS SEASON FIVE!!!!” and like. that’s it. it’s just this like. intense wave of general EXCITEMENT like IT’S GONNA BE A THING AND WE’RE GONNA GET TO WATCH IT like that’s SO EXCITING!!! we’re gonna get to see the end of this series and it’s gonna be a big grand finale and it’s gonna fucking rule!!!
like not even thinking about theories or predictions or anything i do or don’t wanna see on screen like while that’s all good and fun i ultimately am not tied super close to anything because i just wanna see the story as they wanna tell it and WE’RE GONNA GET THAT AND IT’S SO EXCITING!!! like i’m just soooo so so excited to see how it all ends.... i don’t care what happens i’m just Excited
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aotoreiki · 11 months
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I'm not very good at judging my own tone, but I've been feeling pretty on edge and combative for a while now and whether in some things I've posted or just in my general Not Being Around much it's affected my activity here. I'd like to apologise if that's been the case. I don't know if it has bothered anyone else but I've been bothered by it.
I should probably have done this sooner, but a few days ago I finally tried to figure out specifically What it is on my dash or the Space in General that's making me so HNNG all the time (no one single thing) and unfollowed and softblocked a few people just in case, maybe not even permanently, but at least until I stop feeling like a Creature.
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