#I am so ready to write this book and it’s basically gonna be a call the midwife setting

[tia-222]

⋆･. ˳ . ⋆ Induction technique for the void state ⋆･. ˳ . ⋆

Hiii my loves, ughh it's been awhile since i posted. So today's technique is based of self hypnosis and a technique I got from a shamanic book <3 ( I used to read a lot of books on shamanism because I was obsessed with their concepts) . This technique is really different to other techniques, I've posted on the past. I got a lot of asks telling me that some of y'all have being trying for months on end and haven't been getting symptoms. So today this technique will teach to induce the symptoms and enter the void state after that. It's a step by step method. Well ready to get symptoms and enter the void state? :-)

THE TECHNIQUE :

This technique involves using self hypnosis to induce symptoms at first and from there the void state. Please, self hypnosis is saurrr easy. It can be done ANYWHERE and ANYTIME. Self hypnosis is basically ALPHA STATE. Alpha state is a type of brain wave that we experience when we are relaxed, about to fall asleep, drowsy ( state of akin to sleep), you get the drift. I remember when I was writing out my lucid dreaming guide, I linked a post for you guys to read where that person successfully induces lucid dreams every night by self inducing sleep paralysis in a drowsy state ( alpha state) which then convinces their mind that they having sleep paralysis 😭. In a self hypnosis state of mind, you can tell your mind to experience having void symptoms. In the book, I've read it's called " instant healing", I'll let the author explain by quoting a passage from the the book -

" A rapidism is a type of affirmation that consists of repeating a word or phrase over and over again very until a change occurs. The first time I used this was on a chair lift at a ski resort when my hands were freezing. I imagined a fire in a fireplace and said to myself, “Myhandsarewarm—myhandsarewarm—myhandsarewarm—myhandsarewarm,” for about five minutes and my hands got toasty warm. Since then I’ve used it for a lot of minor ailments as well as emotional states and mental qualities, and it works very well ". You can give your body self hypnotic suggestions for anything and this time, we going to be using it for the void!!

HOW TO DO THIS TECHNIQUE :

Step 1 - SELF HYPNOSIS

So, I explained before self hypnosis is basically alpha state. We gonna induce alpha state first and I'll be linking many ways to do it!! P.s you reach alpha state before you go to sleep when you're feeling sleepy!!

Alpha state meditations :

Alpha reinforcement excerise, second one

Alpha State pink shared <3, same mediation with theta waves and no call back!

Alpha state binaural beats + alpha state meditation

In this success story an anon used alpha waves and counted backwards 100-0 which significantly reduces your brainwaves and entered the void state.

After completing any of the above you'll surely be in alpha state.

How does alpha state feel like :

• Relaxed, Sleepy, Calm , Slow thoughts.

Step 2 : INDUCTING SYMPTOMS

Let me give you a break down firstly on the different type of void symptoms, Body becoming numb, floating, seeing flashes of white/ images, Falling, any symptom is an indication that you're entering the void state.

After getting into alpha state, you can give your self suggestions of the symptoms and you can even use one word suggestions. You may say :

→ FLOATING, " I FEEL LIKE I'M FLOATING ", "MY BODY FEELS LIGHT" . YOU CAN EVEN IMAGINE YOURSELF FLOATING WHILE SAYING THE SUGGESTIONS.

→ YOU CAN FOCUS ON EACH BODY PART REPEATING THE WORD " NUMB" IN YOUR MIND OR YOU CAN SAY " MY BODY FEELS NUMB ", " MY BODY IS DETACHED FROM THE 3D", " DETACHED ".

→ "MY THOUGHTS AND BODY IS DETACHED FROM THE 3D ". "I AM NOW ENTERING THE VOID STATE ".

→ I AM NOW EXPERIENCING VOID SYMPTOMS "( LET YOUR MIND CHOOSE THE SYMPTOMS FOR YOU )"

Step 3 : ENTER THE VOID STATE

After inducing and feeling symptoms, you can affirm to enter the void state!!

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[the-fiction-witch]

You... You can't just Kidnap a Girl FAGIN! P2

Media The Artful Dodger

Character Jack Dawkins

Couple Jack X Reader (Lady)

Rating Cute

Part One

Requested: Hey, I absolutely love your writing and I have an idea so basically y/n is the governor's daughter and belle's sister and she knows of jack and he's kinda admired her for a while and fagin knows it, but jack is in debt still so fagin kidnaps her or something to get jack the money and yeah that's it and maybe some ~smut~ . anyways I absolutely adore this fic so far and you don't have to do it but I just thought it was a cool idea 

I sat in my bedroom in my little nightgown with my book in my hand, my other hand on Lady Nightingale as she lay on her pillow having a soft nap. My feet up on the ottoman to be warmed by the fire. The darkness of the night outside my windows. I added the marker to my books pages and forced myself up, 

"Come along then lady nightingale, time for bed." I picked her up in my arms hearing her meow, "I know, I know, excuse me from disturbing you from your pillow. Come on now you must be tried after you rushed off to the hospital." I laughed as I climbed into bed and set her down on her pillow with her blanket, "Did you have a nice day with Doctor Dawkins?" I giggled as I tucked myself into bed, and she meowed. "I bet you did, I should send you to visit him more often. maybe later in the day so we can try and invite him back for some dinner," I laughed, "Well goodnight little lady," I cooed as I laid on my pillow and got ready to get to sleep. 

I tossed a little in my bed trying my best to get some sleep but I jumped as I heard a bang outside my window, "Hello?" I called out as I sat up, "Someone there?" I asked but no answer so I did my best just to forget and get back to sleep.

I rested for a good while longer until suddenly I was pulled out of my bed and a cloth put over my mouth, I tried to scream but I found myself becoming drozy and sleepy drifting quickly into sleep. 

When I woke up I had a bag over my head my hands cuffed behind my back, my ankles tied together and I was being carried somewhere.

"Unhand me! I am the governor's daughter you will release me immediately! Hello! do not ignore me! I swear the moment you put me down you're gonna get such a kicking!" I complained until finally I was put on a chair my body tied to it, I continued to complain and protest but I had little I could actually do in this situation, I knew I was inside now as I could hear the echo of an empty room around me. I never let up shouting, screaming and complaining to whomever it was who had done this to me until I heard distant voices so I listened trying to determin who they where. 

"I told ya dodge I have the answer to your problems,"

"do you now?"

"Yes! I garenttee we'll have darius' money by lunch time and we can go on to more amazing plans with you having both your hands." 

"Why do I not beleive that,"

"Well you should. When have I ever let you down dodge?"

"...You want a list? it's alphabatized." 

"Must you be so cruel? I am tryin' to help ya! you want darius to have your hand off?"

"..what is it?"

"A perfect money making scheme." 

"...Fagin."

"Ta Da!" His voice said and the bag was removed from my head, for a moment I squited at the light as I saw myself inside a beaten up warehouse, and infront of me stood a very shocked doctor Dawkins and his servent man who I could only assume was fagin. 

"...Hi Y/n."

"Hi Jack," I gulped very confused both of us very sheepish, 

"...What- what... what did you do!" Jack asked in utter shock, 

"Got you the way to make some money," Fagin explained,

"mon- what are you planning on doing with her!"

"I've been rustling up a gambit that I was trying to suprise you with for your birthday,"

Jack rolled his eyes and glared at him, "when is my birthday?"

"...uhh... don't know," 

"Fagin. Explain. what exactly your plan was here?"

"We kidnap the young lady, notify her rich and infulencful father and randsom her back to the safey of the family estate for enough cash to not only pay off your debts but keep us both rosy for the coming years,"

"I told you not to -"

"You said not to hurt her cat. and I didn't the cat was perfectly safe when I took her. I did not hurt the cat."

"You... you can't just kidnap a girl FAGIN!" 

"what? I did as I promised I ddin't hurt the cat."

"NO! but you still KIDNAPPED A WOMAN!" 

"I didn't -"

"You KIDNAPPED HER!" 

"I prefer borrowed,"

"I am. So. So. Sorry about all this y/n." Jack told me, 

"Its fine... suprisingly not my first kidnapping," I nodded, 

"Get the key. and get her out." Jack demanded,

"But-" Fagin began,

"Now!"

"I can't..."

"Wh- what do you mean you can't!"

"I gave the key to flashbang,"

"WHY WOULD YOU GIVE THE KEY TO FLASHBANG!"

"Cause I trust him,"

"Go and find him. and the key. and let her out."

"But just think-"

"Now fagin! Or I am letting gains put you on the chain gang."

"Fine... last time I try and help," Fagin said before he headed out,

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[shawnsprincesse]

Rear View (Harry Styles AU)

WARNING, this story contains:

Sex

Dirty talk

Choking

Bratty sub

TW AGE GAP

Melanie’s dads chauffeur picks Melanie up after a night out and after not getting lucky at the club she’s hoping he’ll give her a good time instead, the problem is he doesn’t want to lose his job and there’s a clear age gap between them.

Aka

Melanie masturbates in the car and Harry watches her in the rear view mirror before deciding to finally fuck her.

AN: I imagined this as long haired harry while writing it but you can imagine whatever you want. Also, I don’t specify his age so you can imagine whatever age you’re comfortable with when it comes to the age gap part.

I watched as the long black limousine pulled up to the curb, punctual as always. After a long night out with the girls I was tired, tipsy and ready to go home. It was a warm October night in Hollywood and the hills were crowded with people trying to get into the popular nightclubs along the streets. Lucky for me, I was able to get in wherever I wanted, whenever I wanted despite only being eighteen. My dad is a part of Hollywood’s elite, he’s worked with countless movie stars and I was basically raised on a movie set. This gives me tons of benefits when it comes to socializing, I’m always on the VIP list and I’m always invited to movie premieres and other big Hollywood events.

Being raised by industry parents definitely has it’s perks but there are always several downsides to it. My parents raised me to always be polite, always be on my best behavior and to never lash out on people not matter how I really feel. This is usually not a problem because I am over all a quite happy person but with social media and the endless amount of haters and trolls on line testing my patience I sometimes have a hard time biting my own tongue.

”I guess I’ll see you Monday at school?” Josh, some random boy I met at the club said as he watched the limo pull up next to me on the curb.

”I guess.” I shrugged not really interested in seeing him on Monday or ever again. ”Thank you for tonight, I had a great time.” I lied as I turned to give Josh a brief hug. It wasn’t that I had a bad time, I just expected to have a better time, if you know what I mean. It’s pretty obvious that I’m not going home with him and honestly what’s the point of going clubbing if you’re not gonna get fucked afterwards?

”You too. Text me when you get home.” Josh smiled. He’s a great guy and we’ve been talking for a while now but things just aren’t doing it for me. When he asked me if I wanted to go out clubbing I thought for sure that this was going to be the night where I’d get laid which is why I put on my sexiest black dress and got all dolled up for the night.

I don’t have a problem getting laid, guys basically line themselves up for me and I’m not the one to tell them no, for the most part I’m not picky. I lost my virginity when I was sixteen and I’ve probably slept with like fifteen to twenty guys since then so it’s not like I’m ugly or anything. I just don’t understand why Josh didn’t make a move tonight, I guess he’s too nice and is hoping to take things slow but I honestly don’t have time for that.

I’m not looking for a relationship, I’m only eighteen and when you’re eighteen you’re supposed to go out, get drunk and have fun, not settle down and get married. My mother had me when she was only twenty and look at her now, she’s basically just working for my dad, taking care of the house and occasionally drinks wine with her friends. I don’t want to settle down at twenty only to have boring book club meetings with wine when I’m forty-five. I wanna live life.

The limousine driver stepped out of the driver’s seat and walked around to open the door for me. ”How are you tonight, Miss Dorsey?” The driver spoke politely.

”Didn’t I tell you to call me Melanie, or Mel for short?” I teasingly asked as I stepped into the vehicle. 

”You did. I’m just trying to keep things formal.” My dad’s driver spoke politely. He was very well mannered despite his tossed up look. 

”Well, don’t.” I corrected him with a soft, reassuring smile. He’s too hot to be calling me Miss Dorsey anyway, it sounds like he’s talking to my grandma.

Harry is one of dads newest drivers. He’s got this disheveled look to him where his slacks aren’t perfectly ironed, his dress shirt is always unbuttoned at the top and his long luscious curls are just messily pushed to the back. If I had to guess I would say he’s in his mid to late twenties and for me he ticks all the boxes. He’s got a great jawline, nice plump lips and beautiful green eyes and honestly I don’t need to know much more about him in order to fuck him.

”Where to Miss- I mean Mel?” Harry quickly tried to correct himself. Harry hasn’t formally introduced himself to me, I just happen to know his name by his name tag. My dad hired this company that sells chauffeur services so we’re not always guaranteed to get the same driver and I’ve only ever met Harry twice before but let me tell you the moment I laid my eyes on him, I knew I wanted him inside me.

”The beach house.” I responded ever so politely like my mother had taught me. Daddy has a beach house in Malibu and most of the time it sits empty which is perfect for me when I need to spend some time alone or get laid. My dad works late hours and early mornings so he pretty much barely sees me come and go and my mother goes everywhere with him as his personal assistant so I’m pretty much free to do whatever I want and as an only child I rarely get punished for anything.

”Yes ma’am.” Harry nodded as he looked at me through the rear view mirror. 

I adjusted myself in the seat, pulling my short dress down to a comfortable position as I reached back to buckle my seatbelt. I could feel Harry’s eyes on me as I shifted slightly on top of the leather cushion, my legs tightly knit together in a lady-like manner. Of course I noticed his obvious staring but I pretended not too as the skirt ”accidentally” slipped back up over my thighs, revealing more and more of my bare skin. 

”Can I ask for your opinion?” I innocently spoke as I looked back at Harry.

”Sure.” He replied, he seemed about as clueless as a mouse in a mousetrap.

”What do you think about this dress? Daddy says it’s a bit too short but I don’t know. Do you agree?” I asked, forcing him to look at me and the little black dress once again.

Harry nervously scratched his neck as he struggled to figure out the right answer. He could either agree with me and admit that he found the inappropriate dress flattering on me or he could disagree with me and upset his boss’ daughter.

”Uhm-” He choked out nervously as he tried not to stare at me for too long.

”Daddy doesn’t think it’s appropriate since I’m only eighteen but I mean, I’m an adult. What do you think Harry?” I asked as I bit the corner of my lip, my voice soft and innocent as I slowly batted my lashes at him in a flirtatious manner.

He choked out a hmpf as he heard my sweet innocent voice spell out his name. I was already dead set on getting this man into my bed. Josh’s disappointment really settled it for me, I don’t need high school boys in my life, I need real grown men that knows what I want and aren’t afraid of giving it to me.

”Uhm I think-” Harry nervously choked out as he was unable to tear his gaze away from the revealing dress and the curves of my body. ”It uh, it’s great.” He managed to spit out an answer after taking a long look at the way the dress hugged my large breasts and wide hips.

”I knew it. See my daddy is so old fashioned, like at this point I’m a grown woman I should be allowed to wear what I want.” I spoke with innocence laced over my voice. At this point Harry probably thought I was just drunk and rambling when really it was just a part of the seduction.

”Mhmm.” Harry hummed in agreement as he tried his best to hide his not so subtle gaze into the rear view mirror.

”Also, I’m so sorry I had to call you this late…” I politely apologized as I continued to reel Harry in with my sweet seduction. ”I was out with this guy, Josh, right… and he asked me to go clubbing with him but he didn’t even have the decency to give me a ride home or anything.” I continued to mindlessly rant to give off the appearance that I was slightly more drunk than I really was, mostly because if my seduction didn’t work I could just blame everything on the alcohol and avoid completely embarrassment.

I’ve slept with older guys before but not guys that are this much older, they’ve usually just been a year or two older, college guys at best. So I’m kind of new to this whole, seducing older men technique and if it fails I’ll probably just stick to college guys because they’re the easiest target anyway.

”Of course, no worries.” Harry responded while flashing me a polite smile. 

I leaned forward in my seat, my elbows now resting on my knees as I sat behind Harry. I could inhale his scent and smell the sweet scent of his cologne as I breathed softly behind him.

”Josh really wasn’t gonna do it for me anyway…” I continued to speak, now in a low seductive voice as I was right behind Harry in his seat. ”I think I need a real man to satisfy me.” I whispered right behind Harry’s head rest. I’m sure he could feel my heavy breath against his neck at this point and it was almost like I could taste his skin and see the little neck hairs rise as he realized what I was doing.

His initial reaction was to nervously cough as he kept his eyes on the road, for a second he pretended like he didn’t hear me although I’m pretty sure he heard me loud and clear.

”It’s so hard to find a real man these days…” I continued to rant in my low seductive voice, playing it off like I was a little too drunk when in reality I was dead serious and knew exactly what I was doing. ”All these high school boys don’t know how to treat a woman right, you know?” I continued to drunkenly swoon into Harry’s ear to the point where he could no longer act like he didn’t hear me. ”I bet you know how to treat a woman right…” I continued to speak lowly. ”Bet you know just the right way to satisfy me…” I sing-sang drunkenly as I leaned forward as close to Harry’s ear as I possible could with the headrest separating us.

”Miss Dorsey!” Harry tried to interrupt me with another loud cough.

”Oh c’mon.” I dismissed his nervous cough. ”I know you want to.” I cooed teasingly as I looked at him through the rear view mirror, his green eyes nervously shifting across the empty road as he tried his best to ignore my advances.

”I think you’ve had a little bit too much to drink Miss Dorsey.” Harry politely and professionally declined.

”I see the way you look at me.” I ignored his exclamation as I continued to whisper sweetly into his ear with my seductive voice. 

”I can’t. Your dad would fire me.” Harry choked out, quietly admitting that he wanted to and the only thing stopping him was my dad. ”I’d lose my job!”

”Daddy doesn’t have to know.” I whispered softly into his ear. ”It’ll be our little secret.” I cooed ever so sweetly as I breathed heavily against Harry’s neck.

”No, no, no, no.” Harry called out loudly as if he’d snapped back into his senses and before I could know it, the little seductive games were over. ”You’re just drunk.” Harry called out dismissively as he leaned forward and pressed the little button that activated the separating privacy wall between us.

Suddenly I was left alone in the backseat, I let out a sigh as I leaned back into my seat and crossed my arms in disappointment. Damn, this night’s going so well, I thought to myself as I looked out at the dark night. Malibu is like a thirty minute drive from the hills and now I’m stuck in a car with a man that doesn’t want to fuck me and I’m mostly likely just gonna have to go to bed once I get home, what a successful night.

I might as well kick off my shoes, I thought to myself as I shrugged out of the tight leather hells. I already had blisters on the back of my foot and the top of my pinky toe. I looked down at my painted toe nails and shrugged as I put them up in the air to restore my blood flow. My feet and legs were aching from the heels being worn all night and the blisters were already red and bruised, matching the color of my nails.

I felt my skirt ride up my thighs and butt as I adjusted in my seat. My feet were now placed on the back of the privacy wall as I somewhat laid down in the backseat. My pussy was aching for attention and since this night was such a disaster I figured I would have to take matters into my own hands at this point.

I let one of my hands slide down between my legs, hoping that the simple touch would somehow soothe my pussy’s aching need for attention but it wasn’t good enough. It had been screaming for attention all night and with twenty minutes left of the drive, I wasn’t sure if I could wait until we got home.

My hand rubbed against the thin fabric of my panties over and over again in a soothing manner hoping that the burning ache between my legs would calm down just enough for me to make it home. I closed my eyes and let out a sigh as I continued to rub my hand over my clothed pussy. I thought about what a disappointing night it had been a how I’d rather have a real proper cock in me than having to down this on my own later tonight. Without dwelling too much on the fact that neither Josh or Harry wanted to fuck me, I thought about how good it was going to feel to finally get home and be able to properly touch my pussy and maybe I’d take a long nice shower and play with the shower head or find a nice pillow to grind my pussy against, anything that would soothe the aching need between my legs.

”Fuck.” I moaned quietly as I thought about making myself come. I realized that I don’t need a guy to come, I could just fuck myself with whatever object was available to me whether it be my own hands, a hot shower head or a firm pillow, maybe having to take care of things myself wasn’t the worst thing that could happen in the world.

As I continued to rub myself through my panties my mind wandered away from the endless possibilities of self-pleasuring to actually having a cock inside me. I wonder what Harry would be like in bed, he’s so much older than me and probably more experienced. He’s probably got a real good cock and knows how to use it properly unlike the boys at my school.

”Fuck!” I moaned again at the thought of Harry’s cock entering my wet, needy little teen pussy. I bet men his age fantasize about fucking young teens like me all the time, after all there’s a reason for teen 18+ being the top category on Pornhub.

”Everything okay, miss?” Harry asked and my eyes shot open as I was interrupted by his voice. The private wall was slowly pushed back down and I didn’t have enough time to hide what was actually going on behind the curtains as Harry looked at me through the rear view mirror.

”Mhmm.” I moaned deciding to not even bother hiding what I was doing since he already thought I was too drunk to function at this point.

Instead of hiding my rubbing motions, I continued to move my hand between my legs. The privacy wall was now down and I had to place my feet back on the ground, causing me to shift further in my seat. I spread my legs wide enough to give Harry a clear view of what I was doing as his eyes kept lingering on the rear view mirror.

My fingers pushed the thin cotton fabric of my panties to the side to expose the delicate parts between my legs. I trailed my fingertips gently against my moist slit as I refused to look away form Harry’s eyes in the rear view mirror. He was watching me and I knew it. If he wasn’t gonna fuck me, the least I could do was put on a good show to show him what he’s missing out on.

I bit the corner of my lip as I played with my wet pussy. My fingers danced across the soft, warm skin as I leaned back in my seat. Heavy breaths exited my mouth and filled the air as I gently rubbed my clit in circles, soothing the aching needs within me.

”Fuck…” I moaned once again as I finally, after some light teasing, slid one of my fingers inside me. 

Harry watched through the rear view mirror as I kept touching and teasing myself in the backseat. He tried to ignore my heavy breathing and pretended like he was too busy focusing on the road. Feeling bold and brave, I pushed another finger into my tight aching pussy, my hips grinding slowly against the leather seat as my own digits filled me up.

”Don’t you wanna fuck this tight little pussy, Harry?” I moaned as I began to move my fingers inside me. I could see Harry’s green orbs shift around the rear view mirror as I began to fuck myself in the back seat. The sound of my slick fingers slipping in and out of my sopping wet pussy echoed through the large car as I leaned back, spreading my knees further apart to give Harry and even better view. ”I know you want to feel how tight my little teen pussy feels wrapped around your big cock.” I continued to moan as I looked at Harry through the mirror. 

My fingers slid into my pussy with ease, I’d been needy for something inside me all night and now that I finally got it, I wasn’t gonna stop any time soon. Harry could either enjoy the show or ignore it. Regardless, I was dead set on making myself come.

”Oh fuck, it feels so good.” I moaned as I pushed another finger into my mouth to playfully suck on it while Harry’s eyes nervously shifted between the road and the rear view mirror. ”I could really use a big fucking cock to stretch me out properly.” I continued to talk dirty as I looked straight into the rear view mirror while sucking on my finger.

The sucking on a finger trick usually does wonders because guys can’t help but to imagine it being their own cock and it drives them crazy, for me it works all the time. Harry stayed silent as he watched me devour my own finger with my mouth, my tongue licking at it as if it was a big juicy popsicle. He pressed his lips into a thin line as I continued to moan for him in the backseat.

”I bet you’ve got a nice, big cock for me to suck on.” I moaned as I continued to make playful sucking noises around my finger. 

”Melanie-” Harry tried to object, the sigh in his voice indicating his frustration as he forced my name to spill out of his gritted teeth.

”I won’t tell daddy a thing, I promise.” I moaned as I pressed another finger into my mouth. With two fingers thrusting into my pussy and two fingers playfully grinding into my mouth I closed my eyes and continued to touch and devour myself the way my body deserved to be devoured. ”I know you’re thinking about it, please, just let me have your cock.” I pleaded softly as I continued to suck on my fingers, my mind imagining that they were actually Harry’s cock.

”I can’t lose my job over this!” Harry huffed in frustration, rejecting my request and all of my advances even though I knew that deep down inside he wanted me.

”C’mon, I won’t tell anyone.” I pleaded innocently. ”I’m so fucking wet and needy, please, I just need a cock in me.” I pleaded like the sweet innocent girl I’d been before. 

”Uhm- just-” Harry frustrated tried to somehow save himself from this situation but there was nowhere for him to go. He was trapped in the car with me for another fifteen minutes and I sure was determined to make them a living hell for him.

”Please Harry-” I whined softly as I continued to play with my pussy for him at full view. His green orbs focusing more on the rear view mirror than the road at this point. ”I bet all those other boys can’t give it to me like you can.” I moaned as I looked at him through the mirror. 

I could hear him swallow hard, the gulp being the only audible noise inside the car except for the sound of my wet pussy.

Harry didn’t respond. He kept quiet and I was really impressed by his self-control. Older men tend to have more self-control compared to high school boys so I really shouldn’t be surprised. I didn’t need Harry to respond to keep the show going though. 

I continued to finger myself all the way home, edging myself to tease myself properly in front of Harry but also to prolong the pleasure my body was finally experiencing. I hadn’t masturbated with anyone else before and the thrill of having someone watching me definitely was quite the turn on. I could see why people do live cam shows and shit like that because knowing that someone is watching you touch yourself definitely adds some spice to the situation. 

When the car finally came to a stop Harry jumped out as if nothing had happened and I let out a sigh as I realized the fun was almost over. The door next to me opened up but I refused to remove my fingers from my dripping pussy, it felt too good and I was too worked up to just stop in the middle of it all.

”You sure you don’t wanna fuck me?” I asked, hoping that he would finally give in to my temptations and rail me in the backseat.

Harry stood by the door in silence, his hand holding a firm grip on the edge of the door as he waited for me to step out, but instead I just shifted in my seat as I flailed my legs out of the door opening and spread them wide for him to watch my fingers slide deeper into my wet little hole. 

”My pussy feels so tight and warm around my fingers.” I whispered as I spread my pussy lips apart so he could watch me fuck myself for him. I was dripping all the way onto the leather seat and I could feel my thighs clench in anticipation as I kept edging myself, my fingers moving in long, slow strokes to keep my pussy satisfied by not overwhelmed. ”If you’re not gonna fuck me, can I at least see your dick?” I tried to bargain as if this was some kind of negotiation. ”I could just come from the sight of it.” I moaned as I bit the corner of my lip.

”Get out.” Harry spoke through gritted teeth, his voice filled with frustration rather than anger and I could tell he was losing his self-control at this point.

”But I’m so close.” I whined in protest as I used my other hand to rub over my clit. Both my hands worked hard to get myself off and I didn’t wanna stop until I had a proper orgasm. ”Maybe if I could just have a little peak, that would make me come.” I batted my lashes at him innocently, hoping that it would drive him mad enough to give into my needs.

”Melanie-” Harry’s voice was stern and determined as he tapped his fingers against the door in frustration.

”Mmm you sound so hot when you say my name like that.” I continued to ignore Harry’s requests. ”I like it.” I moaned in return as I stubbornly continued my little masturbation show for Harry. ”Say it again!” I panted heavily as I looked up into Harry’s green eyes. He gritted his teeth against each other as he pressed his mouth into a thin line while I was testing his patience. He looked so hot all riled up and angry like this.

”Get out of the car, Melanie.” Harry spoke again with a firm voice as he clenched his fist around the door. He looked like he was about to pry it open even further, breaking it off it’s handles as he pressed his clenched fist around the edge of it.

”Wow, you sound just like my daddy.” I moaned tauntingly. ”So serious.” 

”Get! Out!” Harry tried once more as I continued to test his patience the way I used to test my daddy’s patience when I was a little girl.

”Make me, Daddy.” I moaned as I slid my fingers up to my mouth to suck my own pussy juices off of them. It was once again time for the finger trick. I batted my innocent lashes at Harry as I sucked my fingers off with soft moans escaping my lips at the same time. I refused to break eye contact as I pretended like my fingers were his sweet cock. My tongue devoured the taste of my own pussy as I swirled it on top of my fingers and all over their creases.

Harry was just about to pull me out of the car when I let out a soft giggle. His strong wrist grabbed a tight hold of my arm as he tried to yank me out of the vehicle but I refused to give in that easily. I did my best to resist but he was too strong and suddenly I was pulled to my bare feet and stood on the concrete outside my parents Malibu home.

”So rough, I like it.” I cooed teasingly as Harry held me firmly by my arm. I used my free hand to touch Harry all over his body, my hand squeezing his tight shoulders and running it’s way all the way down his torso and in between his legs. He released a sharp gasp as I squeezed his cock between my small, delicate fingers and I released another soft giggle as his green eyes widened in surprise at my forwardness.

”Listen, you’re gonna go inside and we’re never gonna speak of this again!” Harry ordered me firmly.

”You can’t tell me what to do, you’re not my daddy.” I fought back as I tried to withdraw my arm from his tight grip. 

”I don’t care, you’re gonna do as I say.” Harry’s firm voice sent chills down my spine.

”And if I don’t?” I questioned him like the stubborn little girl I am. It became very apparent that Harry didn’t have an answer for that and a cheeky grin appeared on my lips as I realized that. ”What if I tell daddy?” I sing-sang tauntingly as I stared back at Harry.

”Tell him what?” Harry asked confused. ”That you inappropriately came onto me, one of his employees?”

”What if I lie?” I grinned, I wouldn’t lie to get anyone in trouble, I just wanted to see his reaction. ”Don’t act like you didn’t like it…” I whispered seductively. ”I know you liked watching me play with myself otherwise your cock wouldn’t be so fucking hard right now.” I whispered the words into Harry’s ears as my small, delicate hand squeezed tightly around the clear bulge in his pants. ”Now, you either give me what I want or I’ll tell daddy what a bad employee you are.” I moaned as I rubbed my hand over Harry’s thick bulge. Some would find this strategy manipulative and wrong but I don’t think you can call it manipulation when you know the other person really wants it as well, I’d call it encouragement.

”You’re such a needy little girl, aren’t you?” Harry said as he squeezed my arm tighter and pushed me roughly up against the car. 

”Mhmm.” I choked out a moan as the back of my body hit the car with force. My eyes stared into Harry’s wild green eyes as I watched him finally give into his desires. His free hand pushed itself between my legs and directly against my bare pussy. He rubbed his whole hand against my slit and I let out a soft moan as I felt myself crumble weak at my knees by his single touch.

”Is this what you wanted?” Harry asked as he moved his hand firmly between my legs, coating his palm in my juices as he pushed me up against the car. His other hand moved up my arm, over my chest where he squeezed my breasts tightly and up over my collarbones to my neck. He placed his hand over my neck as his thumb gently caressed my skin and I released a heavy breathe, intimidated and turned on by his rough touch at the same time.

”Yes!” I whimpered as Harry grabbed a hold of my neck. I rolled my head back as I felt two of his fingers slide into my wet core. His hand continued to caress my neck in a soft, tender manner as he slid his fingers slowly in and out of me.

Suddenly as he picked up his pace, his fingers pumped into my with rough motions and the soft grip around my neck transformed into a proper chokehold.

”Speak up!” Harry ordered as he repeated his question. ”Is this what your needy little pussy wanted?” 

”Yes!” I choked out loudly between his rough thrusts. ”Fuck yes.” I whimpered loudly as he put me in place using his rough hands. This is exactly what I wanted, a man who could fucking put me in my place and fuck me senseless at the same time.

”You’re such a needy little brat huh? So fucking spoiled and used to getting everything you want all the time huh?” Harry spoke in a low, dominant voice through his gritted teeth as he held me in place by my neck.

”Mhmm. Daddy always gives me everything I want” I hummed in agreement. ”Are you gonna give me what I want Harry?” I moaned as I used my free hand to caress his hard cock through his slacks. I could feel how big he was through the thick fabric and my mouth was already watering at the thought of having him inside me.

”Are you gonna be a good girl?” Harry asked in return as he continued to finger fuck me with his palm rubbing gently against my sore clit.

”Yes.” I mewled softly. ”I’ll be good, I promise.” I moaned as I looked deep into his mesmerizing green eyes and bit the corner of my lip. ”Please, I need your cock.” I moaned as I rubbed my hand firmly over his thick, long shaft.

”There we go again, always so needy Melanie.” Harry tskd at me, shaming me for being the desperate little whore I was.

He grabbed me by my hips and tossed me back into the backseat of the car, wasting no time he swiftly undid his pants and pulled his boxers down to his ankles before climbing on top of me. 

”Spread your legs!” Harry ordered firmly. He pushed the small skirt of my little black dress up to my stomach and pulled my panties completely off of me before aligning himself by my entrance.

”Got such a pretty little pussy.” Harry mumbled as he rubbed his cock against my wet slit.

I let out a soft gasp as I watched him hover over me, his large body completely over maneuvering my small frame. 

”Please!” I whimpered as I felt Harry’s thick shaft coat itself in my juices, the tip of his swollen hard cock rubbing against my clit, making me writhe in frustration on top of the leather seat.

Harry grabbed a hold of my thick thighs, he yanked my body further down to the edge of the seat as he himself stood up in the doorway. He grabbed both my legs and pushed himself inside me, his large cock filling me up inch by inch as I laid on top of the car seat.

”Oh fuck!” I moaned as I felt his cock stretch me out properly. His big, thick shaft, pushing all the way inside my tight little cunt. ”It’s so big.” I whimpered as I felt my walls hug his entire length inside me.

”Fuck, that’s a wet pussy.” Harry groaned as he looked down between my legs, watching his entire cock disappear inside my tight hole.

”Yeah.” I moaned as I looked up at him with doe eyes. ”I want you to fuck my tight little teen pussy until I come all over your cock.” I moaned as I reached down to rub my clit to relieve some of the aching pain his massive cock was giving me.

Harry wasted no time. He was quick to move inside me and my pussy quickly got used to having him inside me. He thrusted into me with long, grinding strokes as he stood by the door opening. His hands caressed my legs and squeezed my thighs as he rocked into my body where I laid on top of the black leather seat, my tits jiggling and my butt rubbing against the seat.

”Holy fuck.” I moaned as I continued to rub my hand over my clit, my body already aching for a release since I’d been edging myself on the entire car ride home. ”You feel so fucking good.” I moaned loudly as I let my eyes roll back into my head. ”You fuck my tight little pussy so good.” I groaned as I felt his cock push deep into me.

Harry let out a series of loud grunts and groans as he grabbed a hold of my ankles and pulled my feet up onto his shoulders. His cock kept drilling into me as I laid in front of him completely at his mercy. He knew exactly what I wanted and he was giving it to me raw.

”Have you ever fucked a pussy this tight before?” I swooned as I felt his cock twitch inside me. I could feel every inch of him pushing my walls back and filling me up to the brim. I’d never felt so full before in my entire life. ”Fuck, your cock feels so good stretching me out like this.” I moaned as I looked down, my eyes watching his cock burying itself inside my aching pussy. It was a beautiful sight to watch his hips collide with my body.

Harry held onto my legs as he continued to thrust into me, he grabbed my hips and pulled me even closer to the edge, allowing him to get deeper inside me as I continued to moan out loud in pure bliss. 

”More!” I whimpered loudly. ”I need more.” I moaned at the top of my lungs as Harry continued to slam into me. 

”Such a needy little brat.” Harry mumbled as he grabbed my legs and pushed them off his shoulders. He pushed them back and forced me to grab a hold of my own knees as he pressed his hands back against the back of my thighs. At this point he was folding me up like a lawn chair but I couldn’t care less as long as I got to feel his big cock inside me.

He scoot me back on the seat to give my back some support before he hovered me missionary style. I whimpered out loud as I felt how deep his cock could enter me with this position. I mewled and purred like a sweet kitten as I felt his cock enter me with long, rough strokes while he topped me.

”Oh fuck!” I stuttered in complete awe at how deep he was inside me. I’d never been fucked like this before and holy shit it felt so fucking good I never wanted it to stop. ”Just like that, fuck me right there.” I moaned as Harry’s continued with his long strokes, his large cock accidentally leaving my hole empty a few times as he pulled back too much.

”I keep slipping out because you’re so fucking wet.” Harry groaned as his hot mouth hovered over my face, his eyes looking down at me as I laid with my bare body beneath him.

”Mmm, my pussy’s been this wet all night, just aching for a cock like yours.” I moaned as I looked up at Harry. He flashed me a cheeky grin as he continued to pound into me with long rough strokes, his hips colliding hard with the back of my thighs and the sound of our bodies colliding echoing through the whole limo. 

”Happy now?” Harry grinned teasingly as he looked down at the mess between my legs. He watched as his thick cock buried itself in my dripping wet mess of a hole, his eyes shifting slightly as he finally noticed how fiercely and desperately I was rubbing my own clit to make myself come.

”Mhmmm.” I moaned a long, dragged out moan as I too watched his cock completely devour me and my aching pussy. Harry was quick to replace my hand with his own and I let out a loud sigh as I felt his large fingers press against my sensitive nub. ”Fuck, you really know what you’re doing.” I moaned as Harry swirled his fingers over my clit in perfect sync with his long, hard thrusts.

”Yeah, did you expect me not to?” Harry asked, his eyebrow arched slightly at me in a cocky manner.

I mean, boys my age barely know there is a clit.

”No.” I replied quietly as I watched him skillfully manipulate my clit with his fingers.

”Do I look like the kind of guy that doesn’t know what he’s doing?” Harry continued teasingly as he looked down at me with a skeptical look on his face.

”No.” I once again replied shyly. 

”You shy all of a sudden?” Harry asked with a grin on his lips. ”You were talking all that big girl talk before and now you’re shy?” He tskd at me as he flickered his fingers around my clit, making me gasp out loud.

”No, it’s just-” I choked out as I felt his fingers violently assault my clit in the best way possible, sending multiple shivers down my spine.

”It’s just what?” Harry continued to taunt me as he watched me come undone beneath his warm touch.

”You’re making me feel so good.” I whined in defeat as I watched his cock bury itself inside me. I wasn’t gonna lie my legs were starting to ache but he was fucking me too good for me to give a fuck.

”Right…” Harry rolled his eyes at me. ”You gonna be a good girl and show me what big girls do with their big mouths?” Harry asked as he removed his fingers from my clit and placed them against my bottom lip. I nodded obediently as I parted my lips for him to slide his fingers inside my wet mouth.

He pressed his fingertips against my tongue as I tasted the sweet taste of myself. His cock continued to pump me good, making my legs and everything between my legs ache while I worked my magic around Harry’s fingers, my mouth treating them as if it was his cock.

He let out a soft groan as he watched my tongue play with his digits, his eyes focusing on my plump lips as I brushed them all over his soft, warm skin. I released several loud moans against his fingers as I felt his cock hit my g-spot at the perfect angle. I’d never tried this position before but it was now becoming one of my favorites.

”You like that?” I whispered as I playfully wiggled my tongue between Harry’s two fingers, my mouth creating enough saliva for me to dribble all over the palm of his hand if he wanted me to.

”Yeah.” Harry groaned as he felt my tight pussy clench around him. ”Your pussy feels so good.” Harry moaned as he continued to fuck me deeply.

”Don’t you wish you’d given in sooner?” I moaned teasingly as I looked at Harry. This could’ve been all yours from the moment we met.” I admitted as I looked up into his eyes.

”Your dad would kill me-” Harry argued as he looked down at me. 

”Let’s make sure he doesn’t find out.” I whispered back.

”Especially since you’re eighteen.” Harry added.

”But that’s what makes it exciting for you.” I argued back. ”Fucking the boss’ eighteen year old daughter is what’s got your cock so fucking hard right now isn’t it? Me being your bratty little slut and showing my pussy off for you while you’re still on duty is what got you this fucking horny, isn’t it?” I whispered as I buried my hands in Harry’s long curls, pulling and tugging at them as he made me feel so damn good with his body. ”Admit it!” I ordered as I looked up into Harry’s eyes.

”Fine.” Harry groaned quietly as he looked down at me. ”It does make things hotter.” He admitted quietly as he stared down at me.

”Don’t worry, I’m not gonna tell daddy anything. I’m a good girl, remember?” I whispered teasingly as I arched my eyebrow at Harry. ”You can fuck this tight, young pussy anytime you want.” I cooed teasingly as I pulled at his hair.

”Oh God!” Harry cussed under his breath as he looked at me.

”What?” I asked teasingly. ”Isn’t that what you want Harry? My parents still think I’m a virgin so I’m not gonna tell them we fucked.” I tried to reassure Harry that if this kept going, it would be our little secret. ”I bet you wish I was still a virgin too.” I smirked as I looked up at him with my doe eyes. ”Bet you wish you were the first one to fuck my innocent little virgin cunt.” I continued to rant as I watched Harry struggle to hold back his moans. I could tell that he was thinking about it, that he wanted so badly to fuck my innocent little virgin pussy but it was way too late for that and everyone knows that, except maybe my father who still thinks I’m as pure as a white sheet.

”Fuck-” Harry groaned as he felt my pussy clench tightly around him. My legs shivering as my pussy pulsated around his thick cock. ”You’re gonna have to stop talking or this will be over all too soon.” Harry growled as he felt my walls clench harder and harder with every thrust.

”Make me.” I whispered teasingly as I grabbed his wrist and guided his hand back to my neck where it had rested before.

Harry took that as a clear signal for him to put his hand back around my neck and add pressure. He added just enough pressure to where he managed to hold me firmly in place and I was able to grasp for air, my mouth mewling and whimpering in delight but no actual words were able to come out.

Harry continued to drill into me with full force and it didn’t take long for the pulsating waves of pleasure inside my pussy to spread all over my body. I forcefully let out a loud whimper despite Harry’s choke hold as he made me come long and hard around his cock.

”Fuck me!” I cussed loudly as waves of pleasure ripped through my body. ”Fuck, it feels so good.”

”Holy fuck!” Harry grunted loudly as he pushed deep into my pussy, feeling my walls hug him tightly with every stroke of his cock. He slammed into me balls deep before pulling all the way out and then pushing back in again. He purposely pulled all the way out, leaving me empty handed, breathless and whimpering like a needy brat.

”Jesus fucking Christ.” Harry groaned as he continued to pump his cock deep inside me over and over again until finally when he swiftly pulled out and didn’t push back in again. Instead, he grabbed a hold of his cock and used his hand to stroke it as quickly as he possibly could while shooting his hot load all over my sore pussy. I watched as the come landed perfectly on my wet pussy and my hand instinctively reached down to rub the results of his orgasm all over my pussy. Harry let out a loud groan as he continued to milk his cock on every last drop of come, covering my glistening skin in all of it as I used both of my hands so spread it all over my warm body.

MASTERLIST

#harry styles #harry styles smut #harry styles kink #harry styles fanfic #harry styles one shot #harry styles imagine #lhh #long haired harry #long hair harry #my fic

[onlycosmere]

Boatload of Mummies

Cheyenne Sedai: I'm really curious about Boatload of Mummies because Brandon did mention on his updates that you'd worked on it for NaNoWriMo for the past couple of years which is really cool. And the title is incredible.

I don't know if that's gonna be the final title, but that's what it's always been referred to. How have you been doing with that?

Isaac Stewart:

Thanks for asking us. It's a project that I love. So I finished it. Finished a draft in September of last year. It's rough. It's a really rough draft. There's a lot of things that I'm still working through. I'm trying to narrow down the shape of the plot in a way because there's a little bit of--it wasn't inspired necessarily by these things, but it was after the fact that I realized, "Oh, it's part this, part that."

It's sort of begins King Kong, if you imagined getting people on a boat. And then it continues as Death on the Nile. Then you get to a portion on an island. And then it ends The Mummy. And throw in a healthy dose of Venom. So it's like, "Okay, am I doing too much here?" And that's kind of where I'm at. You know, is this even a thing? Have I thrown too much in? Is this too much of a storyline? And i don't think it is.

It really is in the end kind of a Raiders of the Lost Arc sort of story. You could pull out those some of those same elements and say, "Raiders of the Lost Arc starts out King Kong." But the basic plot line is there. There's going to be scenes in the current draft that are basically finished. I don't think they're going to change too much from the version that it is right now to the end.

Will it be called Boatload of Mummies? Probably not. I can't see that as a title of a Cosmere book, right? But we can affectionately call it Boatload of Mummies as long as we want. The working title is Book of Nails. And whether there's a series title or not, we'll have to figure that out if it's a story that people want to continue learning about.

But let me tell you Nicki Savage is so much fun to write. Don't expect exactly what you get from the broadsheets because she is writing to a particular audience, and has learned some skills from Allomancer Jack--though I do think Allomancer Jack's stories might be closer to the truth than Nicki's are.

You will see parallels between this story and some of the elements that are in the broadsheets.

But she's basically: if you can imagine a Mary Poppins. who is incredibly interested in the supernatural, and is not afraid to beat up people.

That's basically your character right there. And she's just, she's a load of fun. A boatload of fun.

Cheyenne Sedai: I imagine from what you've said that you still wouldn't be ready to give us what could eventually function as a back of the book blurb?

Isaac Stewart: During the first NaNoWriMo that I worked on it we had to come up with our elevator pitch on that, and I wrote the Readers Digest, TV Guide version of it, and it was "A woman with a strange, magical power journeys to an island to find a mythical book that might raise the dead." Something like that.

This particular book is interesting because... How do I pitch this when it's a spin off of a different series. It's a spin-off from Mistborn, technically. But it's not a Mistborn book. You can't pitch that to somebody who doesn't know Mistborn.

And that's been some of the fun in trying to figure this out is "How do I tell a different story here, but then have to reintroduce how Allomancy works? But now in this era, we know about Allomancy, we know about Feruchemy, we know about Hemalurgy. We have crossovers from other worlds. How do you write this book without confusing somebody entirely without... "There's like 50 magic systems in here, and I don't understand."

And that then goes into the pitch. How do you pitch this book?

People who know the Cosmere, you just say it's set on Scadrial, but it's not really a Misborn book. It's just hard to encapsulate and someday I'll figure it out.

#book of nails #boatload of mummies #cosmere #cosmere future #word of issac #cfsbf #brandon sanderson #root #long post

[chayscribbles]

chayscribbles’ monthly writing update ☆ august/september 2023 double feature

☆ STATISTICS.

words written: 4273 in august; none in september BUT that's because i did a lot of revising

projects worked on: Gemini Heist in august; Andromeda Rogue in september, then procrastinated so hard i ended up writing a few paragraphs on Third, Secret Wip

proudest accomplishment: i compiled all my AR1 beta feedback without giving in to the urge to set the book on fire and also myself

books read: Network Effect (Murderbot Diaries #5) by Martha Wells

☆ GENERAL COMMENTS.

so basically i started off august decently solid, working on gemini heist while andromeda rogue was off being torn apart by the betas. (i'm joking. it didn't get torn apart. i think you guys were being way too nice actually.)

and then all kinds of shit hit the fan in my personal life all at once in mid-august. both good and bad. it was a lot.

anyways the first half of september was spent recovering from all that, BUT i took a week off work mid-september to catch my breath and also get back into writing, and it was really good for me.

on another note! i am very seriously considering making an etsy shop for some of my art, because as much as i loathe the thought of monetizing my hobbies, we are living in a cost of living crisis, and i don't wanna be in my ice water soup era forever, ha. anyways stay tuned. (and if you think it would be a good idea/you think yourself or others would be interested in buying things PLEASE LET ME KNOW. EXPLICITLY. because otherwise i will assume no one cares and the idea will fizzle out.)

more specific wip-related comments + featured excerpt below.

☆ COMMENTS: ANDROMEDA ROGUE (draft 2 editing)

i went through all the beta comments during my week off and while i am glad it doesn't look like i'll have to do any more BIG rewrites, editing sucks and i want to give up.

☆ COMMENTS: THE GEMINI HEIST (draft 0.5. okay fine it's draft 1 but i feel better about myself if i call it draft 0.5 okay)

honestly when i was working on this feels sooo long ago i don't even remember what there is to say?

i hit 20K at some point in august. i think.

OH YEAH i "finished" act 2/7. the quotation marks are because i absolutely did not finish it, i only finished writing all the main plot-relevant scenes and skipped anything else. which means there's like a whole chapter and a half that haven't actually been written bc they're probably gonna be exposition or character building stuff that i haven't figured out yet and i'm hoping will be easier once i know what actually happens in the rest of this story. (reminder that i am a plantser.)

anyways i suspect this wip will be going dormant again for a while as i focus on getting AR ready for publishing. (sidenote it's been over a year since i started the GH draft and i feel like i've done fuck all on it besides come up with useless lore and make extremely specific playlists. world's slowest writer. the playlists slap, though.)

☆ FEATURED EXCERPT.

uh have this random snippet of Euna about to pop off!

Somewhere far, far, away, Leo was shouting, “Just get your ass out of there, Li!” but her voice seemed muffled in Euna’s ears, blocked out by the rage that had been steadily mounting ever since that guard shot her arm and ruined the fight for her. All she could hear was the blood rushing through her own ears, the buzz of the guard’s electrified gauntlets, the crackle of the electricity in her own hand. She reared her good fist back and slammed it into the guard’s face. Their nose made a sickening crunch against Euna’s knuckles. Blood flowed down over their mouth and chin as they staggered back, but Euna wasn't done. Her right arm, still spouting sparks, swung into the side of their head, finally bringing them down. Before they could get up again, Euna dropped on top of them, pinning them to the ground with her knees on their chest. She grabbed their shoulders and yanked their upper body off the floor, preparing to slam them down one last time— Purple light surrounded her. For a frightening second, she couldn’t move. Then she was thrown off the guard and dragged, upside-down, through the air towards the exit.

☆ TAGLISTS. let me know if you want to be added/removed to any of them.

general taglist:

@nicola-writes @dgwriteblr @the-orangeauthor @onomatopiya @quilloftheclouds @ashen-crest @writeblrfantasy @celestepens @stardustspiral @pepperdee @extra-magichours @avi-why @lefttigerobservation @chazzawrites @bardolatrycore @innocentlymacabre

andromeda trilogy taglist:

@bebewrites @nicola-writes @dgwriteblr @the-orangeauthor @onomatopiya @akindofmagictoo @quilloftheclouds @nora-theteawriter @ashen-crest @corpsepng @writeblrfantasy @toboldlywrite @celestepens @stardustspiral @pepperdee @cheerfulmelancholies @extra-magichours @writeouswriter @cilly-the-writer @lefttigerobservation @rose-bookblood @drowsy-quill @chazzawrites @cynic-and-chief @enchanted-lightning-aes @aesa @outpost51

gemini heist taglist:

@florraisons @akindofmagictoo @cream-and-tea @nicola-writes @memento-morri-writes @antique-symbolism @rose-bookblood @afoolandathief @pepperdee @avi-why @zonnemaagd @chazzawrites @analogued @enchanted-lightning-aes @innocentlymacabre @kahvilahuhut @celestepens @cilly-the-writer @extra-magichours @onomatopiya @outpost51

#chayscribbles writing update #wip andromeda trilogy #wip andromeda rogue #wip gemini heist

[thatgirliehan]

reflection: Her

Description: An idol who loves art and a museum curator who makes art. With their slightly crazy friends, a 9-week deadline , a world tour, and a big secret, what could possibly go wrong?

NOTE: This is a fanfiction. Any resemblance to actual people is a coincidence. This story is from my brain and not real life.

My phone dinged right as I got off the bus. I glanced down as I start walking, it was a calendar alert "BTS concert TOMORROW". My heart skipped a beat and I couldnt help but do a quick happy dance. It's finaly happening, the thing I had been waiting on for MONTHS was finally tomorrow! With that happy reminder in the back of my head I waltzed through the doors of the museum where I worked, ready to start another day, a little happier than normal. "Good morning y/n", said Bill the front door guard "you seem a lot more awake today than normal, finally get coffee before work?" "Ha. Ha. Ha Bill, you're hilarious! The concert I've been waiting absolute months for is finally tomorrow, I'm just super excited!" "Oh, those pretty boys you constantly listen to, right?" said Bill. "Theyre called BTS Bill" I mumbled under my breath. Bill is about 70 years old and is like my work Grandpa. I love him to death, but he doesnt really get the whole kpop thing, he's more of a Willy Nelson type.

"Well, I need to go!" I said as I started walking away. "With the head curator and the other junior curator off at a conference for the rest of the week, I was the one basically running the museum. I was freaking out at first when they told me that they were BOTH going, I mean, I've only been working here 2 years, and I am the junior, JUNIOR curator. That means I get the fun jobs of writing up the placks for the art, or at most dusting the art. I'm not even allowed to touch the art by myself yet, you have to be a junior curator for that.

I get to my desk, because junior JUNIOR curators dont have an office, just a desk in the supply room (closet) and set my purse down on my desk. It was 30 minutes to 10, which was when we opened. I still had time to dust the main exhibit and turn on all the lights before I had to open the doors. My art museum was a small one, but we had a few really good pieces from some very famous artists, so we drew a modest crowd every day. Honestly, I was really lucky to have this job. Not many people get their dream job right out of college. I popped in an airpod and turned on my favorite cleaning playlist. Mic drop shuffled on first so of course I danced the chorus as I dusted, dropping my duster at the end of the song like Suga.

I finish up all of my opening tasks and head back to the front desk, as I'm straightening some pamphlets in the front desk, I hear my phone chime. I look down at the screen and see an alert that says "Sorry y/n, I'm throwing up everywhere, I'm not gonna make it to work today. Xoxo Minha" "Greaaaatttttttttttttttttttttttt", I think, my good mood vanishing in a flash, I'm completely alone today. Minha is my friend and a year younger than me, she works the front desk. With her gone, I'm going to have to do her job...and then it hits me. I'm ALONE. And I'm supposed to be researching and writing the placks for the new exhibit thats coming next week. Greattttttttttttt. I check the time, 5 minutes before opening. "Shiitttttttttttttrake mushrooms" I mutter under my breath as I run to my office...ok desk....and frantically grab my laptop, planner, 3 enormous reference books and my pouch and run back to the front desk. Looks like I'm going to be doing both today. "Curse you Minha", I think to myself as I drop everything on the front desk. I check my phone and I still have 3 and a half minutes till opening. Which is good, because since I hadn't expected to be at the front desk, I had only done minimal makeups....and in my personal experience, people were nicer when I had a more girly makeup style. I grabbed my pouch and got out my favorite (fine, only) yves saint laurent lip tint, it was a beautiful shiny coral pink color and it made me feel like I was a member of twice. I popped it on my lips and went to unlock the door. If I was lucky, maybe it would be an extra slow day and I would be able to get the rest of the placks done.

I....was not lucky. It was a very busy morning. So busy that I didn't have a single minute to even look at my reference books until 12:30. There was finally a lull as the morning crowd left so I grabbed my reference books and laptop and got to work typing up those placks. I was so engrossed in my research that I didnt notice someone had walked up to the front desk until I heard "uh, excuse me". I was so startled that I let out a high pitched yelp, jumping out of my chair, knocking it over.

Standing at the front desk was a boy. Man? He was very tall, wearing fashionable street wear, a baseball cap that shieled his eyes and a mask covering the lower half of his face.

"Ohmygoodness, I'm so sorry, I didn't realize anyone was there!" I said quickly, closing my laptop and picking my chair up from the ground.

"Uh...sorry, I didn't mean to surprise you" the man said in a low, soft voice.

#kim namjoon #bts #bts rm #fanfic #bangtan #art #namjoon x reader #namjoon x y/n #bts rm fanfic #fluff #bts fluff #rm scenarios #bts x you #bts scenarios

[manchasama]

Not sure how long this is gonna be, my hand really hurts (and my back just kicking in lol thaaaaanks), just wanna get some thoughts out

Been recovering lately, defo feeling better but not there yet.  Been so stressed and busy since, well, November really.  But January and February defo took the cake.  Work was brutal, but I was taking advantage of an opportunity before it vanished.  In a better world, we would have started getting ready back in August when I first started asking (thinking that was late to start planning for the Feb event), but because of politics and all that guff we didn’t even get the go until late Dec/early Jan. 

I am not going to get into the details, but rest assured I was working my batutty off.  Then I got covid lol.  While in another state.  *throws hands up*

So yeah, it was about what I expected, with some minor differences.  Took a full week off work (which sucked bc half those days were supposed to be vacation recovery days, not sick recovery days), worked from home for a week and a half, and finally went back into the office today (tested negative a few times and took a few extra days anyway, it was fine). 

I just have this lingering cough that, guess what!  Gets worse when I talk!  *snickers*  That week off where I just slept a lot, I didn’t have a cough.  Minute I get back to work (remote but phone calls), suddenly I start coughing.  Bah!  So that leaves me pretty tired at the end of the day.  Also my back is acting up because of all the sedentary laying around I’ve been doing, but that will work itself out as I get more active again.  The biggest problem with today is for some reason my hand feels like it’s cramping up constantly, without actually cramping.  owie :(

Anyway, before my hand gives up, I just wanted to get some thoughts out that weren’t just whining.  I have been trying to keep my submas interest up (or any interest, let’s be real it’s hard for me to do anything extra when I’m so work tired) through the months, but leaving an avenue to revive the spark when I have the time and energy to work on it.  Threw on my submas playlist on the way home, and yeah, I’ve definitely forgotten what songs go to what scenes/ideas other than vibes.  Just need to do a few daydreaming sessions to pick some of it back up I think, plus go over my notes and all.

I’ve also been thinking I should just...post the raw ideas to Ao3.  Started thinking it when I saw a post going around about how...historians? I forget what their job/passion was, but people who like to ready histories, understand why people liked the stories they saved, highlights and notes in the margins, the every day small loves that don’t make the big history books, that sort of thing.  How those people were basically writing a love letter to people who save those little snippets, print out fanfics, things like that. 

I think it was another post, might have been the same, that was also encouraging people to use Ao3 as the archive it is.  It doesn’t have to be complete works.  It’s there to archive the words, that’s all. 

So yeah.  As much as I want to and intend to try to write the full stories, I’m thinking of just transferring some of the tumblr posts/ideas, some of the snippets from my notes, into Ao3.  Because I want to share the stories with people, and if I can’t write them in full, at least I can share the heart of the ideas.  I still need to transfer old fics to Ao3 too, unfinished as they are.  And I’m kinda hoping that new eyes and new interactions spark my interest again, get my brain going into story-mode again.

I’ve been trying to do some reblogging on my backlog of tumblr stuff.  I know I could just hit the heart button.  I know I could reblog without comment or tag.  But I really like leaving people comments.  It’s just another thing that takes a bit of energy, that I haven’t had too much of.  But doing a bit at a time is good too!

My pain and energy levels have prevented me from doing much of anything for so long.  I can’t say it will change much.  I spend time with friends, which don’t get me wrong i love, but it eats into my free time, and more importantly my energy.  I have a trip coming up in May, which yeah sounds so far away, but it will be upon me way faster than I expect.  Who knows when I’ll have another flare-up (hand plz im almost done), or if work is going to drain me.  But now that the hardest is behind me, I’m hoping to keep things reasonable and have a chance to be creative again.

I want to start my garden (made a few small moves toward that).  I want to make more bracelets, and maybe sell some (character bracelets!  seriously i love my submas bracelets, i wish i could take pictures that do the colors justice).  I want to hang out with friends.  I want to write.  I want to write.  I want to write my stories and share them so much.  Just need to wrangle my brain together.  Balance them to my energy.  And not let my responsibilities pull my mood down or stress me out too much (guh just thinking about some of them make me so tired buuuuh). 

Okay hand is too ow now.  If you made it this far, feel free to let me know what you think about posting the ideas to Ao3, even if I later post a full story about them.  Or anything really.  Gotta get my brain juices flowing again!

#personal opinions ahead #whine whine whine #but only partially #there's more but for now my hand is giving up lol #want to start having energy and me time again so i can play in fandom #and so i shall

[marengogo]

BANGTAN MYTHOLOGY - 1: Careless Whisper …

El Toro - by Bonobo  [Black Sands]

[Music is a very big part of my life and I’m MOSTLY INCAPABLE of writing without music, so I just thought I'd share what I am listening to while writing this]

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Welcome, Welcome,Welcome! 

Welcome to the first chapter of this new series, which I cutely like to call 「Tanogy」 (short version of Bangtan Mythology). A series where we will take well-known or I-had-no-idea “Jikook Myths”, and through thorough research, conducted by yours truly Marengo, who has a certified research fetish, not even gonna lie at all, educated guesses, and careful speculation where necessary, we will try and figure out if this Myths are “Nice, Keep Going!” (aka they are real facts), or “... Poison Apple” (aka they are NOT real facts), or even “Who, Are, You?...” (aka we still can’t tell if they are, or not, real facts). All clear? Perfect, so …

The first Tanogy is a Jikook one and it’s the following:

I’m sure we’ve all … read this before. Read because I couldn’t find any auditory proof of this ever being said, even though in the only piece I found where someone provided some sort of non-reliable source, said source was said to be a radio interview, hence, you’d want to at least hear it.

This particular “Radio source” tweet was from November 8, 2017, one of Jikook’s most famously believed anniversaries or simply GCFT for others but with a little bit of research you will see this sentence appear in many years, months, days all quoting the same sentence but still nobody really knowing where it came from. So, as I kept digging and I found out that the quote I screenshot at the very top, like the following, and many others all was posted on May 21, 2016 and were all reblogs from a blog named: 95HYYH.

95HYYH - They made their post on May 19, 2016:

Needless to say, being this the only seemingly relevant clue I had as I started my trail, I found this fact very interesting and decided to run with it probably being the main source of where the rumor started. Because of the 95 in the handler name I assumed that they might have been VMIN biased but still maybe thought jikook were a thing? Like many of us do with all our different biases. I was right on that, however as I still couldn’t find any actual reason, or source, on their blog I began to wonder “what happened on May 19, 2016?...”.

So I went on the bird app, which is usually bad for many things but I find it unfortunately excellent with regards to impromptu info of the time, it a basically a history book of seldom fact but mostly BS and besides BTS being spotted all over Norway/Sweden, for Bon Voyage 1, there seemed to be a bit of crumbs for VMIN very cute ones, but didn’t research their veracity and indeed Jikook … but it had nothing to do with our Careless Whisper.

VMIN crumbs on May 19, 2016:

JIKOOK crumbs on May 19, 2016:

That Jikook selca made the rounds that day and as I was reading through all the posts I found this one, of someone translating a PD who had described how this pic came to be. I thought it was really cute, so following is the link if you are interested:

So all that was, well and good, but I reached a halt and to be honest with you I was ready to call it a day considering 95HYYH the person that started it but not knowing why. Yet, as I am an insufferable perfectionist or at least i like to think my self as such, TRUST, I’m hella sloppy me all around I decided to make a one last, deeper, research and I found the following tweet dated June 23, 2015. … The game was afoot yet again LOL! 

Keeping my calm, I was excited AF I began to check through the bird app to see if something relevant to Jikook had happened on this particular date, but NOTHING, NADA, なんでもない, ZILCH had happened that was relevant to the Careless Whisper and before I could finish asking myself another questions, the proverbial Newton’s Apple hit me in the head and I was brought to think of this moment:

LIGHTING BULB MOMENT part 1 Visual Kings who? I only know Min Yoongi:

LIGHTING BULB MOMENT part 2 (different angle):

This moment is often used in many jikook edits and it comes from SINCHON (신촌) FANSIGN which happened May 15, 2015. 2015 is what triggered this memory, also the fact that they were talking about sleeping probably whispered to the synapses in my brain that if anything, it would have been connected to this period in time. 

… Now before we move on, during my search of the 2015 SINCHON fansign I found the following “jikook”, cause really it is JK and JM is also there, clip, which I found so cute, so I am sharing with y’all 🥹🥹. For the record, I could find any upload of the full fansign, there is a lot of HQ pictures but I’m guess that at the time people were not yet invested/capable rightfully so to fully film ANY BTS fansite:

Getting back on track, as I found nothing with regards to our Careless Whispers on the May 15, 2015 though I could have continued with my other trailed which would have eventually given me my solution 😬 I thought of looking through interviews prior to 2015 and found nothing. Then I’m not sure why I decided to look at the bird app feed between May 15, 2015 and June 23, 2015, but I did and following is a bit of summary of how it was in that almost month:

Still nothing as to where it all generated. Knowing the answer now in hindsight, I wonder if I couldn’t get to this answer earlier because I was trying to find it confirmed or because I didn’t know the actual whole sentence until I found that 95HYYH and then believed it was a conspiracy or most likely I felt like i was a spy in some mystery and didn’t want the search to end so quickly. So back I went to my original trail and you guessed it; a couple of searches later, I found the answer. The originally tweet that started it all back in January 16, 2015:

And so it is that I am confidently going to declare our first Tanogy as:  

“... Poison Apple”.

NGL, this was hella fun, as I also got to know things of the Jikook of the past that I actually didn’t know. That aside, there is something fulling about going in search of truth and getting results regardless of them being what we hoped for or not; the truth is the truth and if you keep looking for it hard enough WHILE KNOWING YOUR BOUNDARIES, NOT OVERSTEPPING PEOPLE’S RIGHTS TO SAFETY AND RESPECTING EVERYONE’S PRIVACY eventually you will find it.

Always respectfully yours 💜🫰🏾,

Marengo.

#Tanogy #Jikook Myths #Jikook #Tanogy ... Poison Apple #Youtube

[ram-de]

[read] the world doesn't deserve gordo

I SWEAR IF HE'S HURTING ONE MORE TIME... I'M. ADOPTING THE 38 YEARS OLD MAN MYSELF!!!

GORDO!! MARK!! they're so precious as little kids... The little raven carve? This is all a car crash and I'm so invested... Please....

Thomas... Is Thomas a slime. Was he always been a slime??? He's not a slime in book 1...

Why the hell would a dad tattoos his kid at the young age of 8???? they can barely make decisions!! ERM.... GORDO IS 12 HES JUST A KID!! my son!! This is child labor what the fluff?! FIND ANOTHER WITCH WHAT THE HELL is there a witch shortage

Ngl not liking how the human love interest, referred to 'mate', is seen as an item here rather than like, human. Like they weren't given a choice after a wolf sets their eyes upon them. Idk... then again that's just richard talking.

Gordo my son is traumatized, he was barely given a choice!! #justiceforgordo

Gordo... He's my father fr😔 HES BONDING WITH THE KIDS AUGSHSHSH JOE LAUGHED ??friendfriend?friend??

Gordo he deserved everything... I'm not ready for whatever train crash that gonna happens. Is Marty gonna be murdered too😭 is Mark going to betray him too😭

ABEL IS A SLIME I NEED HIM TO dye his hair pink or something

Mark is so whipped man😭 CUTE CUTE CUTE inject this shit to my veins (I don't know shit about drugs)

Is the girl Meredith king... Have my son gordo not suffered enough... THERE SHE IS... No wonder gordo would be 38 and traumatized like... One parents manipulated him, the other murdered someone, wolves would? Eventually betray him, enemies of wolves aka the hunters are mad extremist like...

This would be so great to read in a manga media like maybe as a seinen thriller mystery romance kinda Manga published monthly PLEASEEE I can imagine the colorspread the dramatics I think I've said it in wolfsong already BUT STILL look even the villains is dramatic they're quirky (Meredith u lunatic queen)

I swear if you thomas blamed this on my son gordo... ELIZABETH YOU'RE ON THIN ICE...

maternal bonds😭 this is when Elizabeth began doing dinners again back at green creek I'm weeping shes so strong

DID GORDO KILL THE WITCH... HUH...

Now why am I sad for this King guy... Klune is ruthless to side characters

FUCK YOU THOMAS... he's always being the one who babble about "oh but everything is a choice" and then ONLY. MADE CHOICES FOR AND BY HIMSELF LIKE?? THIS HAPPENED A LOT IN BOOK 1 TOO I am so mad. At the end of the day gordo's mother is right. U have to make your own choices not take whatever others gave you. damn I'm hurting. My son gordo. Thomas hate.

Fuck this pack dynamics the bennets alphas are certified selfish pricks (abel, thomas, joe yes u too joe u were one )

I'm going insane we only have Marty to trust in this house

As much as I adore the cutiepie mark... This romance isn't working bro like gordo is hurting hsgsjdjdjjjs also... Freaking THOMAS said to gordo not to lead Mark's feeling BUT LOOK WHAT HE FACILITATED INSTEAD?? for Mark to lead on gordo's feeling instead by making him visit the teenage boy every 6 month??? fucking hypocrite you thomas bennett

I am so bitter that Thomas were portrayed to be this saintly father figure to ox who give wise wisdoms (fReEdOm oF cHoIcE) and train with him when he's basically the catalyst to every evil thing in the world. I know, I know, character flaws and all. I just feel lied because he's horrible. Don't care about his reasoning! Couldn't even be gentler about it to gordo.

Fuck me mark is so sweet I HATE THE BENNETTSS AHHHHHHGGHGGSHHS

I feel really uncomfortable with the spice? scenes can we skip

I will also always side 100% with my son gordo BACK AWAY MARK can't even write hello monthly like fuck off with the mate bullshit he's been hurting for YEARS! you have your packs but gordos. Marty's dead! And you(plural) didn't call back! However sweet mark is he's still a Bennett.

I hate it here I hate it here I hate it heree AHHHHH I HATE IT HERE fucking Thomas ruining lives

Hmmm I need a proper groveling from Mark he can attribute his absence to his father but in the end he still aligns himself not to gordo anyway like?

ROMABCES ASIDE I like (love love love) the dynamics in the garage guys and robbie made a good addition to the crew too 😭 they're adorable pls

Ermmmmm why is gordo being pushed to be the one initiating talk?? Guys?? he's the one being wronged???? ELIZABETH??? MARK WHAT IS YOUR REASON FOR NEGLEGIENCE TO YOUR 'MATE' HUH??

This sucks if it leans to the one hurting being the one to make things work like... I NEED TO SLEEP.

FUCK SLEEP.

Tj klune really excels at this homey dynamics scene!! This scene involves like 11? Characters simply just blabbering and it felt so endearing shgshsh

Who the hells wears jeans on commando MARK???? I get it werewolves can heals fast BUT ZIPPER ARE PEAK HORRORS

#readingrams #ravensong #green creek series #thomas is a prick and I'm only a quarter way through the book #in this house we stan marty the only responsible father figure #Thomas Bennett hate

[chezzabellesworld]

 Kurt Cobain and Courtney Love

I’ve just Gotta stay from the start of that, I’m Mies by both of these people they both have had a heavy influence of me in my 20s, I know there are many conspiracies about about Courtney maybe killing her or having him done by somebody else while she was in California and he escaped rehab now she tried very very hard to pursue it.

She even sent him a heart-shaped box. Yes that’s where that metaphor comes from inside the box with little dolls, candles, and other little things treat trinkets he never called Courtney back, but Dave would talk to Courtney on the phone for hours and then ended up talking to her. They changed the date of when they got together. They may have run in the same circles but it didn’t mean they were together at that time. She says many different things and we, as we know Courtney Love can be a massive liar. The story constantly changes and she’s ready to write out her celebrity friends Drew Barrymore who is meant to be the godmother to her child after Rosemary Carol who is going to write her out for Kurt death got changed to Drew Barrymore then blind items Courtney was gonna say truth about Drew after they weren’t friends Courtney strikes me at someone who may have bipolar and borderline personality disorder. They say Kurt had bipolar kind of agree, but I believe that Courtney actually is more sociopathic. Her dad says it because her dad is a self proclaimed one well was he’s not with us anymore, and he wrote a book about her which I am dying to read. I might see if it’s on my audiobook so anyway what I want to talk about or a few placements in the charts so here we go.

Courtney Love is a cancer son, a cancer moon, Leo Mercury Mars in Gemini, Venus in Gemini, but in retrograde, which only happens once every couple of years for 2 1/2 weeks, Kurt Cobain Kurt was a Pisces son, a cancer moon, a Pisces mercury, a Pisces, Venus and a Scorpio, so if you wanna look at the logistically on the uni part if Courtney is a Libra rising her riding  pull into Kurt second house which would be his body and finances your security. It is ruled by Taurus your second house, so anything to do with materialistic the home finances. Her physical body is going to fall in that and she did try and like get him to do Lala Palooza. She did try to get him to make all this money. He bought a car for her that he took back the next day because it wasn’t him then also had Gemini Mars and Venus, which is her sexual attributes and what did I say guys I said when someone is mood Mars and Venus Mars, Venus, not moon, Mars and Venus’s are conjunction , be careful because they can be ever so charming, and you can fall for that, and it can be really electrifying, my example would be for court falling for that is when he’s on stage and he says he’s that she’s the best he’s ever had basically. So the 10th house rules finances it rules hire up government law money, all those things that she could tampered with, and I am getting a strong feeling that she did right now, since she did forge things for her, sometimes with him being out of it so much and sometimes with him not just even knowing going into his industry with her so he’s a Virgo rising, so his Virgo rising is gonna be in her house so his physical body is in the Pisces house of drugs, alcohol, delusions and addiction and many people will say that she was the one who got him on drugs which I can totally believe she seems like one of those people called Kelly Osborne, Jack, all of them on it if you wanna believe what tabloid say but the same story shouldn’t keep coming up. If it’s not true, you see what I’m saying and it was so he didn’t have a physical ascendant so into her 12 house is Scorpio a second house so Mars is your sexual energy in your energy, so finances could be a problem on both end of them, but his energy was into that and it could’ve been. He felt inspired by how she put herself out there and wanted to do it too. Has been on the third house of chat about talking about it and getting to know each other about it and then they can’t moons it’s cancer fall into the 11th house of friendship and they did have a good friendship together as a relationship couple as you should as you should I’m not saying how you should have it because everybody is different but also he’s a Virgo rising. He was obviously born on a full moon because his player because his son sign is Pisces, and where his Venus and his mercury and his son fall into that seventh house which is relationship with the public and relationships of people that’s why he was adored by so many people and still is to this seat.

[bigskydreaming]

Bruce Wayne upon Henry Cavill returning to the DCU as Superman: 

“Oh, I see somebody decided to go and STEAL MY ENTIRE CHARACTERIZATION on his summer vacation. Nice. Boy scout, my ass. Well, don’t forget where you are now. You’re not in Kansas anymore. OR Middle-Earth. Oh, I’m sorry, I meant “the Continent” (look, all fantasy lands are the same, everyone knows that. Its called the United States of Narnia? Read a map?) Whatever. Just don’t go around thinking you’ll be bringing any of THAT role into this one. Stay in your lane, Kent. I do the brooding around here, and I DON’T share well with others. Ask literally any of my children. I even compete with each of them for their siblings’ time and attention, lmao like why would I share my stuff with you? I’ve never even adopted you, like even a little bit, helloooooo. 

Oh, and btw, I still have my anti-Superman armored suit down in the Batcave. Its filed in the Aisle of All My Mistakes, Obsessively Archived For Posterity and Also Memorialized In A Super-Healthy And Not At All Concerning Way That Has Nothing to Do With Routine Self-Flagellation Because Reasons, no matter what Dick has told you. He’s a habitual liar, picked it up from me. I’m very proud. In addition to my anti-Superman suit I also have a lifetime membership to the Can and Will Repeat My Worst Mistakes Like Clockwork and Learn Nothing From Them Ever Club, so despite how disastrously everything went the last time I got my ass beat by you even WITH ‘prep time,’ no matter what the reddit Rumbles thread started by my sockpuppet account claims - y’know, back when I was manipulated into seeing you as Satan by a supervillain who looked at my ego and paranoia and said well this looks so easy even I almost feel bad about weaponizing it for Evil? - well, Poor Life Choices is the longest committed relationship I’ve ever had in my life and I’m WAY too invested to back down on that front now. I’d just look flaky. 

So in conclusion to this impromptu Powerpoint presentation that I just happened to have handy despite zero advance indicators I might need it and suggests either that I probably SHOULD be tested for the meta-gene or else that I really AM an extra-dimensional Batgod and everybody should be wildly concerned about that, the point is I’m ready to willfully disregard ALL of the aforementioned self-awareness and life lessons that didn’t stick, 100% prepared to throw down all over again if I see even a hint of that lip curling in a derisive half-smirk that suggests ‘I am cursed to share this planet with incompetent dumbasses.’ Just because my legal department still hasn’t figured out how to trademark a Mood even when its mine and I basically invented it, I’m pretty sure, well, that doesn’t mean I’m gonna just stand idly by and let you STEAL IT when plagiarism is a felony that carries a five year sentence. Minimum. Probably. Idk. Look, in this particular universe I mounted machine guns on my car instead of ridiculous physics-defying grappling hooks. I lost sight of Proportionate Responses literal decades ago. This is not new information. Let’s move on.

 Wait, what? No there’s nothing to read into the fact that I make a habit of watching your lips. You’re an alien. I’m a detective. I’m documenting how the topography of your face shifts in response to each and every emotion-incited twitch, all so I can plausibly pull off my ‘I can see into a man’s very soul by deciphering his micro-expressions’ bullshit with you too. Its literally for Science? I’ll write a book on it someday. Maybe. And if I do there will obviously be zero subtext about why I detail Kryptonian musculature in vastly more explicit detail than I do the mechanics of heat vision, duh, like lmao you sound so unhinged right now, literally what even is your deal.”

Bruce, walking away muttering: Who the fuck does this guy even think he is? And just going around adopting random orphans he trains to fight bad guys and save the world? That’s MY move. Everyone knows that! Respect my brand and go get your own, asshole. Jeez.

* this is a joke post that is not in any way meant to speak to OP’s actual interpretation of any Bruce Wayne that matters, just a random expansion on DCU movie Bruce Wayne who I disavow for being the Ultimate Bad Take of that universe on account of what the actual fuck am I supposed to do with a Batman who has his car gun down random henchmen in the name of literally nobody even knows at this point. Like, hello? Now what are he and Jason supposed to fight about and be forever tragically estranged because of? You guys gotta THINK about this stuff before you just go around throwing hundred million dollar budgets at the first pitch to go “here’s how a Superman and Batman fight to the death can still win, actually.” No, but seriously. For real. I just really hate Batfleck’s characterization. Like, with the fiery passion of a hundred thousand suns all competing in the official Universe’s Hottest Supernova competition. And as you can see, I am super reasonable and rational about this and am definitely probably likely to change my mind about it if exposed to just the right counter-argument that I have just never considered or been approached with before. And ‘tis not even an objection to his casting, the aesthetics, not the DC movie universe as a whole. Nay. Nay I say, with much over the top ridiculousness to blunt the edge of any inclination one might have to treat this post seriously because Somebody On The Internet Is Being Wrong persists as a problem that occasionally besets us all. No? That’s literally just me projecting and my experiences are not actually universal? Huh. Weird. Not sure I like that. ANYWAY, to return to the afore-mentioned NAY I SAY(s)....my grudge match is against Batfleck’s characterization and Batfleck’s characterization only. Consider this my love letter to how absurd I find it, rather than an invitation to The Discourse as even my substantial history of arguing molehills into Mount Everests isn’t up to the task of expanding on a thesis that is basically just “I just think it sucks and I hate it, bye.”

#now you might be reading this post and upon reaching the end of it having the entirely reasonable reaction of thinking: #what the fuck even IS this post? #totally valid. its the same reaction I have and I wrote the damn thing. #guess we're all doomed to never know #my inexplicableness baffles and bamboozles even me #Idk guys. I might just be weird? feels anticlimactic #was hoping for an eleventh hour reveal that The Reason is Aliens Actually #but sadly there's no little green scapegoats here #just my goofy ass #i should probably do something about that at some point. like. idk mature or whatever? #idk idk ill look into it. there's a webinar for that probably #(Also its one am and sleep deprivation is probably a factor here but that's much less exciting I feel)

[rosenecklaces]

Elain and Azriel for the ask game

Hii bestie tsm for the ask 💓

- For elain

First impression: she was just like me fr LMAO No but in all seriousness, I don't know if sjm intended to write a typical young girl with no job that just isn't fan of doing stuff but... that's me? I have getting better tho but when I started acotar almost two years ago I don't particularly hated her because I am just as lazy and kind of "in the clouds" ( tho we don't know if she and nesta took care of the house/cleaning so there's that)

Impression now: Azriel better square the fuck up or I make her my wife. I love the gradually little glimpses of who she is that we had been given, I am delighted by her grow and who she had become since the first book to acosf. I am glad I didn't gave up to read the rest of the series because GOD I needed an unapologetically soft and kind character that isn't a pushover and actually haves narrative relevance, is surprising to find (for me) esp. in a fantasy book series

Favorite moment: All? Lol genuinely practically all she does and says I'm like "yes queen get into it". But if I have to choose 100% the killing of hybern and "don't you touch my sister", the headache powder scene and the "come find me when you wish to begin" it was hot as hell + omg "and that makes him entitled of my attention?" The way I GASPED I was clapping and screaming like crazy I swear, also when she confronted lucien and called him out for his betrayal and left him GAGGED god I was smiling like crazy

Idea for a story: I'm into creepy shit and I think seer elain have potential for some spooky and gothic kind of stuff. "mother nature" elain is also an idea I'm interested in. Would love if she haves some weird extra connection to the cauldron/the mother too

Unpopular opinion: OH fuck I have a lot of those but gonna try keep it basic= She wouldn't have kids on her own but she would adopt, I see she+ az are more of the adopting side. She's morr chubby than her sisters and her arm are way stronger that you would think (this woman is a gardener full time c'mon) and I feel, in her mind, she is way more "rude" and the only think stopping her from insulting someone in their face is her self control and education, she is big lover of nature and animals but insects is a no no for her ( especially when they eat her flowers!) She likes parties and knowing new people but her social battery can get drained easily

Favorite relationship: Tamlain :)... could you imagine LOL, obviously elriel they are my 4 lifers. I also like some morlain and vasslain and casslain on the side,nice and cute. I like the archeron sisters messiness and their moments, little but good for my heart

Favorite headcanon: she's bi but tbh half the characters i like I see them as bi sowrry. I like the dusk theory a lot and I'll forever be a believer of it. I think her seer powers are just the tip of the iceberg and she actually haves mind powers (Jean Grey type of powerful) and I think she knows of her charms/how people views her and use it as an advantage she definetely could kill a person and get away with it ( gaslight gatekeep girlboss 💅)

- Azriel

F.I : 100% tought he was gonna be the typical "mysterious bad boy that doesn't give a shit and is cold as ice" I was so ready to ignore his ass, then he started to talk and do some stuff in his first pages and I was like "hmm, maybe your just like me fr.." and OH. MY .GOD I was RIGHT

I.N: He couldn't get over his crush of allegedly 500+ years? he didn't like to lost his breath in meaningless convos? he loves knifes and daggers and doesn't like to be touched by sweaty people? he hides his emotions because God forbid people realize you can FEEL? he's honest but also polite? his touch starved? like-, the online fandom tricked me... he isn't some sexy mysterious god he's just me but more baddass and a hot emo 🤷🏽‍♀️. He's everything to me now, he's like a brother to me he's my lost twin he's an emotional represed emo too weak for a woman's touch and I love him so much if sjm ruins him if someone speak ill of him if anything (more) bad happens to him I'm going to kill everyone in this room and then myself — I'm very normal about him yes.

F.M: as with elain love them all. In my top there's his moments with the archeron sisters, defending feyre and understanding nesta, the seeing and befriending elain slowly. The "im getting her back" whole scene, fucking hell that was awesome. carrying elain while injured and gotta ad the putting the necklace in elain, man's hands where SHAKING love that for him. Bonus the "I don't know what your talking about" to rhys when he knew damn well he catched him in the act, "what if the cauldron was wrong"+ knowing he would win in the BR, Slayyyyyyyyyyyy king

IFAS: hmm, gonna go with him finding his his step bros and killing them for what they did 🤷🏽‍♀️ give me vengeful azriel the bastards deserves it. As with elain, him as a high lord of dusk could be so nice. I also wish SJM didn't had ruined his+ rhys and cass relationship with the illyrians, she did awful making him hate his own people it could had been interesting exploring his illyrian blood more

Unpopular opinion: OH BOYYY AHAH. I don't believe he's a crazy sex casanova that had lovers left and right 24/7, just don't see him this much sex drived as cass/rhys, I do think he has various lovers but the number is exaggerated/no one really knows if those where different people or a same group he trust on. I REFUSE, you heard me, REFUSE to believe he has decades pining for Mor, that was 100% exaggerated and the way he felt for elain so naturally and kinda quick makes me think he has not being that crushing in mor for a good while (he also knew she likes women there's no way the spymaster couldn't know, of course he wouldn't tell anyone something so private of mor). He's older than cass and a little bit older than rhysand/same age (he gives me oldest daughter syndrome is all). For me shadowsinger is some kind of person that can literally heard and feel stuff others can't, I do think he can heard messages from the wind/any elements with vibration (like a BAT :) ) of course the shadows are a plus to detect stuff and protection but shadowsinger seems like a more highly sensorial power of a fae. He's an introvert and hate loudlyness ( sensible to big noises) except if is a family gathering

FAV.R: ELAINNN, elriel 4lifers friendship and romance and sluttyness in one package mwahh Delicious. I also like his dinamic with Cass and Rhys (AS BROTHERS AND BESTIES don't get it twisted), I kind of have a crackship of him and Varian yah, he seems like his type for some reason. I also think azriel could had a crush on Helion (well who wouldn't is the real question) and yeah bi azriel all the way idc

FAV.H: His shadows being from Hel and maybe he's connected to it so that's why they came to him ( maybe koschei knows and sees him as worth having by his side?). I like to think he is indeed into poetry, his mom likes it a lot and he picked it up from her, which gets me in the next point that is about him being a fae nerd lol, I feel he would had read a lot about bodies functions and anatomy for his torturer job, a lot about the other courts and stations, temperatures all that stuff, survival stuff for rough missions, how to cook without much resources, rosehall must be a place with a big garden so I love thinking he even gave elain advice when they talked about her plans, overall this guy reads a lot and loves to do so but mostly about practical stuff/poems and philosophy ( he's a workaholic but that's canon I think). I see him as more slim in body than cassian and rhys, kind of a little waist & big shoulders like rhysand but his arm and legs are more thick (since training) also larger, he's taller than Cass. I'm an azriel with big nose and curly emo haircut truther all the way. He doesn't know how to sing and haves a BIG sweet tooth

#ask tag #damn this was larger than i tought lol #elain archeron #azriel shadowsinger

[stinkyme]

You name means deer? Omg I love that! I had a massive herd of deer cross the street in front of me to wander into my neighborhood just now and the screech I let out was definitely not human lmao, but I counted at least 13 so it was warranted! What’s your first language if English is your second?

I also went through a short wolf obsession phase although I unfortunately don’t remember it very well, but the book I mentioned is called Venom Doc and is written by Brian Fry.

I’m not sure where my obsession started or why with dragons, it’s just been something I’ve always loved (my next tattoo I’m getting for my birthday this year is gonna be a dragon I just haven’t settled on a design yet) but I am pagan and try to work with a couple of the Greek gods, I’d like to set up a proper alter so I can attempt to communicate with them better but unfortunately I don’t have space in my room and my house isn’t exactly a safe environment for something like that. BUT ON A BETTER NOTE I mainly attempt to work with the gods of the underworld such as, Hades, Persephone, Nyx, Thantanos, and Hecate. There’s also Eros who I’ve worked with once or twice who’s just there but he’s chill, he’s a vibe ngl lol

my name means like a star, bright, light, shiny, sunlight, etc., but it's written as if it's a deer with -a in the end in my language! :D so i always loved deers because of that, i feel like my uncle named me like this because there is this beer here called "deer beer" BUT WE AIN'T TALKING ABOUT THAT SSJSKS LET'S JUST SAY HE ACTUALLY THOUGHT DEEPLY ABOUT IT!! also, my first language is serbian! :)

13????? THAT'S SO COOL BUT I WOULD SCREAM AS WELL HELP ME, DID YOU TAKE A PHOTO OF THEM MAYBE? I WOULD LOVE TO SEE THEM SNSNSNS you have 13 new friends!!! hehehe :D ALSO DID YOU COME UP WITH A NAME FOR HIGHLAND COW THAT IS BEHIND YOUR HOUSE? :o

THANK YOU FOR THE BOOK NAME!! I wrote it down and I will look it up later :D also, wolves are so cute idk i just always loved them so much aside from them being pretty, i just love their symbolism in general like taking care of each other and being loyal! But in a physical sense, they are strong too! Like they have 42 teeth, they have like..around 400(?) pounds of pressure when they bite usually, but it can go up to 1000 i think, which is so amazing! They aren't as developed in that manner maybe as hyenas but still, they are strong and I just love them :")

OOOO THE TATTOO OF A DRAGON :O I LOVE THAT SO MUCH!!! WHEN YOU FIND A DESIGN SEND IT TO ME IF YOU FEEL LIKE IT :D <3 I wanted to do wolf tattoo but not like basic one, I want to think of something interesting :D i mean there are many tattoos I want but yk i will need time!! Also, you said your next tattoo, so how many do you have? and what are they? (if you are comfortable with telling me of course!!) :)

i understand!! however as far as I know, you can work with them regardless, your alter doesn't have to be too big or too huge or noticeable, I think they really appreciate intention in general! I am sorry your house isn't the safe environment for something like that, mine isn't either but as far as I know, you can still do it sneakily and intention is all that matters in the end of the day! :)

THAT'S SO INTERESTING!! I personally never had an experience, I was always interested in Aphrodite and Lilith but never really tried anything since I don't think I am ready yet, but Eros sounds really fun to work with! :D ALSO UNDERWORLD GODS AND GODDESSES!! I love that honestly, I heard Hades is really interesting; Nyx, Hecate and Persephone are so amazing and powerful, I love them!! I don't have much knowledge on Thantanos so I will do a little research about him!! :)

SO TELL ME, HOW IT WAS WORKING WITH EROS FOR A LITTLE BIT? :D <333 and are you interested in anyone else?

and I will write down all little questions I asked you so you have it all at once hehe, so did you name sweet boy behind your house, how many tattoos do you have and what are they (if you are comfortable to tell me!!), DID U TAKE A PICTURE OF 13 NEW FRIENDS and also feel free to tell me more about gods/goddesses and everything that you are interested in!!

also I was wondering, what's your favorite thing about dragons? :)) SORRY I ASK TOO MUCH PLS SNSNSN TELL ME TO SHUSH IT

#stinkyanswers #my sweet death <3 #I RAMBLE AND ASK A LOT FORGIVE ME SNSNSNS #BUT YOU ARE SO INTERESTING #AND I LOVE TALKING TO YOU

[razzrex]

1 MARCH 2023

Hello readers this is an honest day in my life

I am writing this like I am talking to someone (like my diary) so please ignore the structure and grammar of the sentence or paragraph.

Woke up at 7 am usually, I used to wake up at 6 am, and then get ready to hit the gym, recently I was not able to go to the gym due to family issues and my mental issues ( lol).

So yea I woke up at 7 and get ready ( took a 💩 then brushed my teeth) my aunt was waiting for me, and we had planned to go to a nearby clinic to check our blood glucose level and we have to do that before eating food (fasting)

Came back by giving our blood sample. My aunt made breakfast and she went to work, as an unemployed person the whole boring hectic day was waiting for me. Done my breakfast at 9.30 came to the front yard of our house where the sofa is located where I used to sit, and had to do nothing played a phone game (dream league 23 I got Ronaldo and rashford yesterday)

Started to get bored and checked my social media thank god no one to text me and no replies. Huh f*ck this day. I want to make this series so honest, I have a bad habit of exhibitionism so half of the day went me doing that weird shit ( flashing my n*de).

Tried to do some home workouts to make my body go along with the workout so it won't affect my performance when I go to the gym again. I was planning 30 min full body hit cardio but it didn't go well I stopped at 10 min lack of motivation and interest (due to the mental issues I mentioned above)

12.45 went to have lunch in the nearby hotel and came back home

Had made a new Instagram to post my art #100 days of art it was 2nd day so I posted my 2nd art on my insta and continued my exhibitionism. Till 3.25 where my dirty pervert mind forced me to watch p*rn from Reddit and then you can guess what happened after that.

But it made me feel guilty as usual but this time I want to change 4.00 pm to 6.00 is the best time to do exhibitionism but I controlled it and went to take a hot shower, wore clean clothes.

Decided to read a book so I took this book on the autobiography of charlie chaplin (didn't start at the moment)

5.00 clock my aunt called me to come to the clinic I have talked to earlier to collect the result of our blood checkup.

6.00 pm got my results everything is normal, drank a huge cup of coffee and ate a lot of biscuits.

Played dream league again, and after that started to read the book (chaplin) sorry to say that it didn't interest me so I read 20 pages and kept it on the shelf and I saw a new book " love at the time of cholera" so gonna start that book ( not today anyway its already 7.12 pm) was surfing through youtube and found this travel vlog about Luxembourg wow what a place, took the bucket list app that I have on my phone added Luxembourg to the list.

8.30 played dsl 23 again 🥱

8.57 completed my dinner ha time to hear some music

Watched some news while surfing the internet hmm multitasking

9.25 now its time to brush my teeth

Made a workout plan to focus on the basic body movements for learning callisthenics made a 12-week workout plan

This is my hectic day worst right I know

Good night and see ya tomorrow

#motylki blog #book blog #depressing life #life series #lifestlye #daily life #life shit #writing #writer things #writersofinstagram #writblr #writers on tumblr #writerscorner #excerpt from a book i'll never write #writerscommunity #ao3 writer

[west-tokyo-incidents]

Okay so... I'm thinking my brain slammed together the actual like cyberpunk novel im writing together with my bingewatching of metroidvania games and my special interest so I HOPE YALL ARE READY TO HEAR ABOUT THE BOOK IM WRITING. It's gonna be hella relevant and I'm thinking I'm gonna make these brain worms my, like, cameo of the WTI in my book. Cause I've been wanting to do that but had no idea how to.

The world of Robophobia

The story takes place in an unspecified time in the future. Humans have achieved space travel and are colonizing planets.

The planet, called Verida-7143, is under what amounts to am extreme quarantine(yeah, yeah, topical whatever this story's been in production since 2014 don't start), because of what's basically a zombie virus sweeping through the population and turning the colony of multiple millions of people into a mere 300,000 people. And it's dropping, due to the disease tanking birthrate and fertility of those who caught it, but survived. Which is most of those who are currently alive.

A civil war also broke out between people who sought a cure through genetic modification and those who sought to abandon humanity entirely to become robotic. Unfortunately, the human side of people, the side too scared of change, won.

The outer parts of the city are subject to toxic, tar-like rain and are inhabited by the remaining cyborgs, androids, and their supporters. The inner city is all people with genetic modifications and robots without sentience, much less sapience.

Unbeknownst to the vast majority of the population, some who were infected became cocoons for the next stage of the virus, where they would form a multicellular organism, known only as Stage 6 Individuals, or more colloquially, Sixes. Due to the sudden drop in population and the amount of empty buildings and homes, these omnivorous creatures are able to live their mostly solitary lives unbothered by humans.

Sixes are intellectually somewhere between human and crow, smart enough to mimic human voices and know what they're saying, but not enough to have morals.

Usually.

So you can kind of see where I'm going with this.

Fusataro is a famous singer who has voiced support for the robot sympathizers and has managed to get away with it for a while, but says something past the line and the Powers That Be intend to silence her, but life is too precious due to the dropping population, so they fake her death and hide her away in a prison out in the slums.

A Stage 6 Individual hears or witnesses her message after she sends out a signal when she manages to steal and scavenge the parts to do so. She's caught before the Six can find her, and tortured. The next thing she knows, this gorgeous creature has torn through her captors and is giving her a way out. Of course she has no idea what it is, but it's smart and takes her somewhere safe.

I already have a Rage cameo as part of the robot faction, a robot named JPEG who was a v-idol AI before the civil war and is now living in the main church of the robotic religion that's developed.

Mizho could be an assassin who works alongside the main character, both of them making good money killing in a world where life is endlessly precious.

#robophobia #ress talks #robophobia book #lays down #i absolutely want to write the hell out of this now

[red-riding-wood]

Writing Plans for 2022

I'm gonna slap a read more tag on this because it's gonna be a long one. Basically just an overview of what I will (probably) be writing this year.

My New Years resolution was to absolutely crack down on my writing and pump out more pages than Stephen King but we'll see if that actually becomes a thing.

My priorities, kind of in order but also not really because I am a very indecisive person:

Also, requests are not featured on here because I intend to do those sort of in between my actual fics. But I swear they are on my mind and definitely on "the list"!

My Peaky Blinders fic (White Ribbon). This will be a two part novel series so I think the majority of my efforts will be going towards this. I at least need the first written this year but will hopefully power through into Book 2.

A bunch of other things for Adrien Brody characters because I am down bad and nobody can stop me. Confirmed (in my mind) so far includes: - The Grand Budapest Hotel - bringing Alice back for a multichapter AU of her and Dmitri rather than Jopling - The Darjeeling Limited - have a lil multichapter fic planned for this - King Kong (2005) - Look, hear me out. It's a really cool world that I want to write in. Also, Adrien. - Chapelwaite - Main reason is again Adrien but also I really want to write horror and love the gothic sort of setting. Probably will wait for season 2 to come out first though. Also may use Charlotte (my Peaky character) for it.

I'm probably not finishing that Willem challenge... but I still have a lot of his stories that I intend to follow through on because they will haunt me otherwise. These include: - World on Fire (Light Sleeper) - A two part novella? novel? that uses my character Kelly from my old Far Cry 5 fic and it keeps calling to me, especially the ending scene, so I know I need to finish writing it. - a currently unnamed fic for Murder on the Orient Express - I also have so much inspiration for this and I can't wait til it's written but I have some things in the storyline and character to fine tune first. This will probably come when White Ribbon and World on Fire are finished. - Finish Verum Vindictae (John Wick). I can't let this one fall into the abyss of abandoned WIPs but I also don't really have the inspiration for it right now. - I do have to finish LEOMB though can make no promises when - Potentiallyyyyyy an Aquaman fic that I didn't have a full storyboard for but some ideas for. I love the world of this film and what I had in mind would be very dark, almost horror-esque. - Also potentially a fic for Roadhouse 66. I have the first chapter written, a character, and nearly an entire storyboard. I just don't know if I care enough about it to invest the time. - also potentially (but less likely) a Beyond Two Souls one

A Modern Warfare fic because the nostalgia for COD is hitting me hard again and I think I actually sort of have a couple ideas for it. And I had no idea that so many people were horny for Ghost now so it's actually a thing.

Finish my Far Cry 5 fic. The sequel will probably be in 2023 realistically.

Potentially more Wes Anderson stuff even if it doesn't involve Adrien because I just love his worlds; they're huge comforts to me. But this is only if I can think of good ideas.

A couple original works. Short stories and some poetry. I don't know yet if I will be posting them, though.

If I'm feeling ready for it, and have written enough of my long to-do list, then I may start on my dark western novel that I intend to publish. Won't be posting here because if my real name was ever associated with this I would probably become a hermit. But of course whenever I do end up writing it I can keep anyone interested updated.

Monster sequel in um... 2023? 2050, more like it.

Also let me know if you'd like to be on the tag list for any of these specifically or in general and if you'd like details on any of them since most currently exist in my head.

#updates #writing #fanfiction