We’re just two slow dancers
Last ones out
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Edit: When you've been holding on to feelings for over a decade maybe more but you convinced yourself if something was gonna happen it would have but you can't bear to be apart even if it hurts because it hurt more to be wiTHOUT THEM AND-
Ahem.
Tdlr: Nategaar is ride or die and dumb
I GOTTA GO TO WORK WE WERE PLAYIN FAST AND LOOSE WITH TIME ON THIS ONE
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Writing Woes... My Own* Creations don't Respect Me.
Nothing, NOTHING, is more annoying to a writer than when a character reveals their ACTUAL motivation... when you're almost done with the draft. 😡😨😭🤪
Writer: "You couldn't have told me that before Chapter 1? Heck, I would've taken any time before the midpoint of this story. But no, you just HAD TO WAIT UNTIL THE EMOTIONAL CLIMAX. Do you know how much I'm going to have to rewrite?"
Character: "I'm secretive and emotionally stunted thanks to past trauma. That's not my fault. That's your fault."
Writer: "... Listen here, you little punk---"
*worst part is, they're not even my characters this time. I borrowed them. It's fanfiction. Other people's characters are living rent free in my head, and they're sassing me. 😩
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I had an hour to play Nier before I gave up the TV for someone else. I got my ass kicked for the entirety of it. OTL
Might have to go down to normal from hard for the next little bit LMAO
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btw i did in fact finish my paper and i think it has the potential to be an A paper (it’s at least a very solid B paper) so thank you for your motivation last night 🫶
Well now I have to finish this smut tonight and make it A plus just for you 😙 have this as a promise ♥️
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“Baby, are you gonna come already? I’ve barely touched you.”
His tone is mocking despite the sweetness that drips from his words while every swipe against your bundle of nerves becomes unrelenting, determined even. But it’s still enough to piss you off, finding the last bit of bite you have left, you force your eyes open, meeting his hungry stare dead on.
”Y- you wish it was that easy.”
Amusement dances across the hard lines of his face, his gaze narrowing before something between a laugh and a growl rumbles from his chest. The motions of his wrist come to a halt, and it takes everything inside of you not to whine. Pulling his hand from your soaked panties, his wet fingers dig into your hips spinning you around, quick strides dragging you to the corvette that started your spiral.
“Steve!” You squeal, as your butt hits the cherry red metal of the hood. Dress still rucked up at your hips, your sweat slick skin sticks to it.
He just grins, the pearly whites of his teeth showing as grease stained hands spread your knees apart enough for him to step between. Grabbing at your chin, he forces you to look at him.
“Need you to keep your eyes on me, honey, and remember what you just said.” Pulling at your bottom lip with the pad of his thumb, he watches it pop back into place.
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u mean to tell me graham is SO insecure he cant handle having ANY imperfections or flaws and HAS to be on top or else he completely loses all mental stability
AND overworks himself to the point of PASSING OUT FROM EXHAUSTION after battling the toons because hes so desperate to win
AND is so invested in hustle culture that he disregards his physical/mental health and bases a lot of his self-worth on being the best employee
AND has burnt himself out as a result (based on his disciplinary records)
YET THERES AN INSANE LACK OF GRAHAM ANGST IN THE COMMUNITY?
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