Hej I am curious: since you have been deleting all your davenzi fics - would you rather that people who downloaded them before delete them, too? I love your fics and they bring me so much joy and comfort but I don’t want to read / keep them if it’s causing you discomfort.
Hey anon,
I didn't delete them I just archived them (kinda like privated them?) for a while. I think I left some up? And I put a couple more up recently after someone asked. But like when I did it I was aware that there would be downloads out there (hell I'm a serial downloader of fics for this reason). the whole thing was an utterly selfish act really, i couldn't bring myself to delete them because I knew one day I'd want to come back and read them, and look through the comments etc. God, if you'd asked me this like a year ago I would've have said yes make it all disappear, as stupid as I know that is. But a little time and space has eased that discomfort and made me realise it wasn't the fics themselves that were upsetting me. So no don't delete them, read them as much as you want. I'm glad they bring you so much comfort, and I'm so happy to be getting back to a place where they do that for me.
I know smaller fandom means less interaction in general. And I'm an awkward person that thrives off of interaction but overthinks a lot and I'm not sure how to use social media. I had a moment of vulnerability that I thought no one would notice, so I thank you for sending this my way.
It made me laugh and that's more helpful than you know. ^-^
Hey there I was wondering if you could help me out. I always been too lazy and shy, I was wondering if you could help me be the confidant, driven, hardworking been in and outside of work, cocky man I’ve always wanted to be.
Shy and lazy? I feel that on such a personal level...
Luckily for you, I have just the trick. Go ahead and close your eyes, and we'll transport you somewhere...
You open up your eyes and are shocked at first to find yourself in the middle of a gym locker room, with a handful of naked musclemen standing around you. Their muscles glisten underneath the bright fluorescents of the locker room, making their musculature pop even more noticeably.
Before you can ask what's happening, you finally feel the immense weight on your entire body. You look down at yourself and hold back a loud gasp at the sheer expanse of muscle that you now possess.
Your body is now massive, looking like it should belong to a competitive bodybuilder. Everything about you was huge. Your arms were so large that they hung akimbo at your side, your biceps resting atop flaring lats. Your pecs were so heavy and cumbersome, feeling enormous and swole as they protruded far out in front of you. To act as a counterbalance, your glutes had expanded to a large degree, looking more like you were smuggling two soccer balls in your pants.
Your inspection was interrupted when you began to realize that the rest of the musclemen in the room were still staring at you, a hungry gaze int heir eyes.
On instinct, you felt yourself start to flex.
Without a thought on your side, you flexed your massive biceps, making the large muscle curl up with power, ellicitng cheers from the other men. You bounced your huge muscletits, letting the large mounds bounce up and down, jiggling with every movement.
You stayed there in the locker room, showing off your muscles for every guy who would look, a cocky smirk on your face the entire time. And you loved every second of it!
She moved with every thrust, her head buried in the pillows, above her Theo was like a machine. A hard core fucking machine with no means to an end. He moved in and out of her like a piston, their heavy breaths and moans filled the room and a sheen of sweat coated their bodies.
His hands grip her hips, not only thrusting into her but pulling her to him with loud smacks. His lips trailed up and down her spine as he whispered sweet nothings to the girl as she chanted that she was too tired and could not go on.
Theo knew better of course, and he knew she liked this. Not only due to prior conversations but because of the delicious noises that left her mouth every time he thrusted and the undeniable reaction she had. She was gushing. And she would continue to until Theo decided it was enough.
Can you please do a Theodore nott x ofc Hufflepuff ff. Grumpy x sunshine troupe!!♥️
It's only a game
Hope u like it x
Summary: Convincing Theo to have a snowball fight with you and your friends (he takes it extremely seriously)
Grumpy x sunshine
Theodore Nott x reader
"Come on Theo, it's snowing! Don't you think it looks gorgeous outside?"
Theo pulled me closer into his warmth not bothering to open his eyes and look through the window, where I was enjoying the view of snow gently falling onto the Hogwarts grounds. "I think your gorgeous."
I rolled my eyes but a smile still reached my lips at his sweet words. I rested my head on his chest, his body cocooning me so thoroughly that I could not feel cold ever again.
"We're having a snowball fight outside. Your supposed to be on my team but you can't do that if you stay in bed all day"
He let out a groan at my persistence and retracted his head from the crook of my neck, his hair falling forward in soft brown waves.
"I've always been on your team. We can team up in bed if you really want" His expression remained innocent his eyes roving over my face for a reaction.
I opened my mouth and closed it a couple times before covering my face with my hands, my cheeks probably a bright pink by now.
"Sorry sweetheart" Theo said letting out a small laugh at my embarrassment, slowly pulling my hands away.
After another half an hour of convincing and cuddling Theo finally relented, his hands in his pockets sending dirty looks to anyone who dared throw a snowball his way.
"Theo! Stop being a Grinch and come play. I didn't drag you out here for nothing" I dodged a snowball that came hurtling toward me from Pansy, Blaise's laughter in the back delighted that she had missed and stomped over to Theo.
"I am playing, sweetheart. I'm merely playing tactically. Do you see any of my clothes wet?"
I reached down and splatted a handful of snow onto his arm and grinned at his expression "There you go. It's better now don't you think?"
He leaned in closer to me his arms coming around my waist so there was no space left between us "I think-" He started, his voice promising revenge but was cut off by a snowball hitting him square in the back.
I couldn't stop laughing. At Theo's horrified expression and Draco's grin at his successfulness. I thought he was going to walk straight back into the castle but instead he bent down, crafted a perfectly round snowball and hit Draco straight in the face "How the fuck do you like that?"
Draco took it well and wiped the snow off his face, readying another one. He couldn't do so properly because Enzo had hit him with a snowball he had been enlarging for the past 5 minutes.
"It's only a game Theo"
He grinned at me, his hand coming to cup my cheek "And we're going to win, sweetheart"
How's the writing going? And do you have any art/photo references, mood boards, playlists, etc, for writing it or for aesthetics?
It's going slowly but it's going! (Most generic response in the world sorry lol) I'm focusing on Live for Me at the moment more than Die For Me. Not for any particular reason other than I'm in the mindset for one vibe more than the other?
I use the playlist I made for the story to get in particular characters' headspaces. Some songs are even applicable to multiple characters. Playlist is here if you're curious. Also I listen to sad shit like this lol.
I've never been a mood board/photo ref person (it would eat up my time like nobody's business) Although I find a lot of inspiration from period dramas like Bridgerton or comics like The Remarried Empress.
Thanks so much for the ask! It was fun to think about this stuff and put it into words. ^-^