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fluffylino · 6 months

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zombie!minho pt 4

minho finally starts his new meds..but the side effects are a bit strange~

-contains mature themes

"its much stronger than the last medication...thats what the doc told me"

minho announced, telling you word for word what the doctor had prescribed him. he had just stepped back inside after visiting the doctor for his monthly checkup. it was time for a newer improved medication.

"but its effect is immediate. it'll get rid of my sudden fatigue and zoning out"

he took his shoes off, placing it down on the shoe rack.

"and what else?" you asked, hopping around him.

"i have to take two tablets once every month. the yellow one has to be taken before the blue one." minho said, taking his beanie and jacket off. he stretched his arms, dangling the packet infront of your face.

"any side effects?"

"he described it like how you get your period every month for 4 to 8 days, ill get something similar. instead of bleeding, ovulating and all, i'll get some kind of heat."

"heat...as in?"

the kinda heat you knew was the one you had read in abo fanfictions.

well those were...intense. if it were anything like that you weren't prepared.

"my sex drive will increase drastically in the first 24 hours and may persist for the next 48 hours...so basically ill be really fucking horny"

he admitted, sitting down next to you. he leaned his head on your shoulder. so that meant his body would be adjusting. trying to go back to his normal self.

"but he did mention that with every month that side effect will gradually become less. but the first dose is always pretty bad to handle."

"it kicks in about 2 hours after i take it. so i think ill have it tomorrow morning."

"yeah, i am a bit worried though"

how could you not be?

"i doubt it'll be that bad. if it takes away that hunger i feel then i don't mind being horny 24/7" he joked but you didn't find it that funny.

"minho..." your voice faded out. "your pant.." he looked down at his pants. there was a wet patch on his crotch. he placed his cup of coffee down.

"fuck i just showered"

you couldn't help but let your eyes trail down his body. he was hard. and his neck was a shade of dark pink. It had only been an hour and the symptoms were already showing up.

minho disappeared into the room for what seemed like hours. you peeked into the room, mouth dropping open.

he was a complete wreck.

stroking his length at an inhumane pace. choked out moans leaving him. his eyes were shut and his head thrown back against the chair.

stepping inside, you creeped up on him. he didn't notice. that was until you dropped down on your knees infront of him. hands holding his knees in place.

"go away"b minho hissed out. you ignored him, swatting his hand off his dick.

"what are you doi-...aahhh" you took his entire length into your mouth. moaning at the taste of his precum. his fingers tangled into your hair, thrusting up. you gagged at how deep he went.

"i warned you." he gritted out and then you knew you couldn't back out. not like you even wanted to.

"min-" you were cut off by his hand.

"i'm going to fuck you right now"

"right here" vhe announced.

bending you over the kitchen counter. you gasped as he pushed into you in one swift motion. he was still hard and leaking. his cum seeped out of you.

your eyes rolling back, at the feeling of it dripping down the insides of your thighs.

"keep it all inside"

you clenched, trying to not let it run down your thighs. but he was so far deep inside your cunt, you couldn't think.

"fill you up. m' gonna breed you. make you take all of me"

"pathetic."

you couldn't help but cry from the overstimulation.

minho never spoke so much during sex. you were used to silence. it was mostly him groaning.

so hearing him say such filthy things made you submit to him completely. made you more compliant. you let him use you. fuck you. breed you. deepthroat you. anywhere. anytime during the day.

"whats wrong? my pretty dick in your slutty little pussy rendered you speechless?"

his fingers pushed your head down, against the ice cold counter. forcing you to stand on your tippy toes, your legs began to shake.

"gonna eat you ah- mark you u-up and show everyone you're mine. all mine."

minho let out in a breathy voice, nipping at your exposed skin. his teeth digging into you just hard enough to leave bruises. running his tongue over your sensitive skin, to ease the soreness.

"aahhh-nng" you whined, spit rolling off the side of your mouth and onto the counter. you closed your eyes, focusing on him.

him railing you. his other hand intertwined with yours. his hot breath against your back. his thick muscular thighs caging you in. his high pitched moans. his silent praises as you took him so well.

so eagerly. so sweetly.

you were going to cum again for the fourth time. and minho had cum only once. or more like he couldn't cum any faster until he had tired himself out.

now you had finally understood why the doctor had said that.

maybe this was a good thing. he was the most alive he had ever been.

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little-miss-dilf-lover · 1 year

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Hi I hope your doing good!

I was just wondering if you can do a pure fluff tangerine fanfiction when the reader has a bad day and tangerine helps hee through it, I know you’ve did something like this in the past (which I read like 20 times a day) but I was wondering if you could make another, or a part 2? Please take your time! Thank you :)

hii!! thank you, hope you’re also well. I did do this one first, just in case you needed it now. and that’s so cute tyy <3 I tend to make fics like this that take place in your room/ house/ place whatever, so that it’s easier to imagine/ think about, but you’re always welcome to imagine it elsewhere, idk if any of that makes sense😭 thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌

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tangerine x f reader (comfort)

wc || 756

warnings || nothing really, other than what’s mentioned in ask

masterlist + rules

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You were having an off kind of day. The kind where nothing went right. The sort of day where you'd cry if you dropped a pen or break down if your sleeve got caught in the door handle. One of those days.

Tangerine was coming to yours for dinner in an hour to see you after a few days away. When he was out on missions, he'd text you constantly, checking in whenever he had a moment free. You didn't want to worry him about your state, so you simply decided not to tell him, much preferring to keep him out of the loop.

You knew you had to clean up your space, especially since your boyfriend was coming over. You were comfortable with one another, yet, you didn't want him to see how bad you had gotten.

As you look around the living room, you start to see just much work it would be, staring vacantly at the cups on the coffee table, the rubbish littering the floor, and the fruit flies swarming that old banana peel, deciding to slump down into the sofa instead.

You didn't even realise you had fallen asleep until you were startled awake by the knock at the front door. You rake your fingers through your knotty hair as you make your way over. Opening the door, you immediately see your sweet Tangerine with a smile on his face and a bouquet of flowers in hand. "Hey, love," he grins wider, stepping inside, kissing your cheek as he wraps his spare arm around you, embracing you from the side. "How ya been? Got these for you," acting coy as he hands over your favourite flowers.

"Thank you," you smile, taking the bouquet. "I missed you,"

He cups your cheeks, peppering your face with sweet, tender kisses. "I missed you," he laces his hand into yours, leading you into the kitchen. "I'll sort these out. You make me a tea? I'm absolutely gagging for one," looking back to flash you a smile as he searches your cupboards for a vase to put the flowers in. "This one 'lright?" he asks, pointing.

Nodding cutely. "Yes,"

After cutting the stems and arranging the flowers, he turns to face you, watching how still and expressionless you were as you watch the water boil and bubble. "Hey?" he says softly, not wanting to frighten you. "You 'lright?"

Blinking hard, as if you had just zoned out, facing him with a faux smile. "Yeah, sorry," chuckling awkwardly. "Didn't get much sleep last night," you partially lie.

"You would tell me if you weren't, right?" he questions, sensing that you may not be telling the truth.

"Yeah," you nod, trying to deter him. "Of course,"

You felt awful for lying to him but you didn't want him to worry. You didn't want to see the sadness in his face when you told him how bad you felt. You thought it was better this way.

"Honey," he says slowly, taking a step towards you. "Don't lie," his features are soft yet stern as he searches your face, trying to find your eyes. "Your eyes... they're," pausing as if he was thinking of the word. "They just look sad,"

"I'm not-- I'm good. I just missed you," you sheepishly smile, stepping back.

His warm hands cup your cheeks again, holding you still, silently telling you to stop running away. "I don't think you're being honest with me. You don't seem like yourself,"

You shrug, closing your eyes to avoid his focused gaze.

"You're unhappy," he whispers, his tone sounding like a question he already knew the answer to. "You've been feeling like this for a little while," he gently adds, speaking as if he was reading you word for word.

"And... you didn't wanna tell me. To worry me,"

You nod meekly, clasping your hands around his, lacing into his fingers, holding him closer to your face.

"It worries me when you don't tell me. Please don't keep me in the dark. I want to help you, be there for you," Tangerine lowers slightly, resting his forehead against yours. "Don't push me away,"

"I'm sorry," you mutter, feeling a little embarrassed.

"No," he says softly, sounding somewhat offended. "You have no reason to be sorry. You hear me?" he repeats, rubbing his thumbs under your eyes, soothing the sore and tender skin. He kisses the tip of your nose, gazing into your eyes. "I ain't some stranger. When you feel shit, talk to me. I'll always listen to you."

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Her || Charles Leclerc

Main characters: Charles Leclerc x OC Genre: fanfiction, fluff Story type: novel Part: 11/? Word count: 3089 Co writer: @mistrose23

Summary: This was Matilde Jørgensen, the newly appointed team principal of Scuderia Ferrari, about to face one of the most nerve-wracking challenges of her life. She tried to save the team from more disappointing results and put everything on the line to make them world champion again. There will be a big challenge to lead a historic team as 'newbie' and keeping her work and personal opinions apart from each other. The big question everybody will be asking: is she capable to do so?

Chapter 9. Night Guards

The Ferrari Factory was cloaked in darkness as Matilde's car glided to a halt in the parking lot. The moon hung low in the sky, casting long shadows over the iconic factory campus.

With a sigh and a hint of exhaustion, she stepped out of her car. Nerves travelled through her body. After last weekend's situation, she wasn't sure if she wanted to continue her role at Ferrari. However, it didn't feel right to drop everything and leave after only five races. She grabbed her bag from the backseat and locked her car, walking towards the entrance. The factory grounds were quiet at this hour, devoid of the usual hustle and bustle that defined the daylight hours. The parking lot, which was typically teeming with cars and personnel, now held just a handful of vehicles.

Instead of entering the office building, she entered the factory building. She scanned her pass and got in. Matilde exchanged greetings with the guard, who was happy to see her. The man congratulated the woman on the win, and they shared a few words about the race weekend.

After a quick security check, she continued her way to the canteen. Matilde just started to get to know this building. She ran her hand through her hair and yawned. Even though she was still living in the American time zone, she was getting tired because of the darkness outside.

"You are a real warrior," Mario, the manager of the night shift, said when Matilde entered the canteen. The entire night crew looked at the team principal, who was standing in front of them. "I didn't receive a cancellation, but we didn't expect you to still show up for the night shift."

Matilde scanned every person in the room, waiting for their reaction. Would they react the same as the racetrack team? She didn't know it anymore, she didn't know who was genuine and who wasn't.

"You just had a race in America and you are already here," Angelo added, a mechanic.

Everyone looked surprised to see Matilde, but they looked grateful at the presence of the woman. They all were drinking tea or coffee, preparing for their long night at the factory.

A fragile smile came on Matilde's face. "When I say I will be there, I will be there," she said. "I'm still in the American time zone; I will be up all night anyway. Might spend it here as well."

"Well, in that case," Mario said and got up. He made his way to the fridge and took out a white box. "Unfortunately, we cannot pop the champagne now," he said and put the box on the table. "But we can celebrate it with cake." Mario opened the box.

Matilde looked at the cake, and her lips parted. Tears flowed into her eyes when she read the text on the cream. 'Congratulations on your first win!' She looked up and glanced at Mario and then at the team. "Guys..."

"Congratulations, Matilde!"

"Your first win will always be special. We sadly couldn't be in Miami to celebrate it with you, but we will celebrate it with you now," Mario proudly smiled. "It was a perfect weekend for the team, and we couldn't be more proud of everyone."

Appreciation, that was the thing she missed during the entire weekend. How come the track team didn't even bother to ask her to join the celebration, and the night team came up with a celebration themselves? "Thank you," Matilde said. "Thank you for all your hard work, we couldn't wish for a better weekend, and that is because of your dedication and work. Grazie a tutti," she widely smiled. "Grazie ragazzi."

The night team beamed with pride as Matilde expressed her gratitude. Their cheers and applause filled the canteen, breaking the silence of the late-night hour. It was a heartfelt celebration, a sign of the strong bond that existed between the night shift team and their team principal.

Matilde's eyes glistened with unshed tears as she looked around at her colleagues. These were the unsung heroes of Ferrari, the ones who toiled through the night to ensure that every detail of the F1 operation was flawless. And they cared about everyone within the team. These were the people who kept the operation going.

With a renewed sense of purpose, Matilde approached the cake. She took a knife and began cutting slices for everyone in the canteen. The cake, a symbol of their shared achievement, was quickly devoured as the team was insulted by this midnight treat.

"So, tell us, how was this weekend?" Mario asked curiously.

Matilde shared her experiences with the people. She told about the great teamwork, the problems that were quickly solved and how everything felt like they bonded. Matilde had shared before that things weren't going smoothly within the track team, but she proudly told how things changed this weekend. Due to her professionalism, she decided not to share the moment that broke her heart. It was something she had to deal with, she didn't want to ruin their view on the rest of the team.

"And the celebrations?" Angelo asked. "Huge dinner party?"

The team principal nodded. "Yup." Her eyes met the eyes of a mechanic who was also part of the track team, who was also picking up night shifts every now and then. "It was fun." Matilde was hoping that the mechanic wouldn't ruin her reputation within this crew.

A mechanic scoffed. "Fun for the team, yes."

Her hope sank. Matilde's face straightened, and she swallowed hard. She looked down and waited for the rest of his response.

"We had a fun dinner, indeed. Until something happened," the mechanic continued. Everyone looked at him while he looked at Matilde, who was clearly feeling uncomfortable. "It turned out that our people didn't even bother to invite Matilde to the celebration dinner."

Matilde felt a mixture of surprise and trepidation as the mechanic continued to speak. She had hoped that the incident wouldn't come to light during the night shift. As the mechanic's words hung in the air, there was a moment of tense silence. Matilde could feel the eyes of the night shift team on her, assessing her reaction.

"Yes, it is true," she began, her voice steady. "There was an incident at the celebratory dinner. It wasn't the way I had hoped the evening would go. But let's not dwell on that. What matters is that we had a fantastic race weekend, and the team's performance was exceptional." She shifted the focus away from the negative moment, choosing to highlight the success. It was a delicate balance between acknowledging the issue and steering the conversation toward more positive aspects.

"Why was she not invited?" A woman blurted towards the mechanic of the track team. "How dare you say that in front of her? This is straight-up bullying!"

The eyes of the mechanic shot up to the woman. "Hey, I am not saying this to make her feel more bad; I'm saying this because what happened was not classy from our side. I had heard that Matilde couldn't be there, multiple people asked where she was, and everyone said she couldn't be there. But that wasn't true, no one invited her. And I didn't know that," he defended himself, but also Matilde. Ever since he found out that no one had invited her on purpose, he felt extremely bad about it. "The team principal always joins the celebration dinner."

Eyes shot to Matilde, who looked hurt. "I was told no one was celebrating it because of the early flight the next morning," she replied. "I was with Red Bull because my best friend works at Red Bull, and it's my old team. And my flight was leaving in the late afternoon the next day. I wanted to celebrate it," she defended herself.

Silence fell in the canteen.

"But the champagne move... Legendary," the mechanic said. "How did you dare to do that?"

"What exactly did she do?" Mario asked. He looked at Matilde. "What did you do?"

The mechanic smirked. "At some point, we all got served a glass of champagne, telling us we got the compliments from our team principal."

"How did you know that they were there?" Angelo asked Matilde.

"Apparently, I was in the same restaurant," Matilde replied. "Leclerc texted me, asking where I was, and at that moment, I saw the entire team sitting in the back of the restaurant. I already downed two shots, and I had some champagne in my system, so I don't know what I was thinking."

Chuckles and giggles filled the canteen, causing Matilde to smile lightly. Did this mean that Matilde could feel relieved?

"This is a boss ass bitch move; I love it," a young woman said, who sat in the corner of the room. "As you should, Matilde. Show them how shitty they acted. Own it."

Angelo laughed. "I must say, it's not very professional, but I would absolutely do the same if I were you in that situation. Whoever thought that it was okay not to invite you, should get fired."

"Don't give her ideas," Mario said. He thought the situation was funny because of the reaction of Matilde, but he noticed the situation was hurting her and how she lost the trust in her team. When she entered the canteen, she reacted differently. Now he understood why. It was everything but classy for his colleagues to treat her like that. "It sounds like there was a misunderstanding, Matilde. Maybe the message got lost somewhere along the way."

The woman who had spoken up earlier took a deep breath and spoke again, her voice filled with empathy. "But that doesn't excuse the fact that we should have ensured you were included."

"It isn't your fault, Valentina," Matilde responded. "You weren't there."

"But it is our team; they are our colleagues."

"I really appreciate that. Miscommunications happen, and yeah, so be it. I will pick it up tomorrow. I was in my fault, they were in their fault, and we have to talk about it." She acted like it didn't bother her that much, but the fact that these people supported her more than the people she worked with on a daily base...

"I don't like those people anyway," the young woman said. "They all act like they are better than us; meanwhile, they are taking our credits."

"Don't mind Stella. She says what we are all thinking, but we keep it in front of us, and she doesn't," Angelo replied and looked disapprovingly at her.

Matilde politely smiled at the crew. She made eye contact with the mechanic, who stood up for her. She gave him a grateful nod, which he returned with a smile and a wink. "Anyway, thank you all for your concern, but it happened; it's in the past. Let's move forward," she said, hoping the moment would pass. "And this is told in confidence. So whatever is said here, stays here. Unless you think it is inappropriate, then you know where to find the board, and I will happily have a conversation about it." She realised she had lost the authority, she didn't like authority, but she was the team principal after all.

As the night shift began, Matilde felt a warmth in her heart that transcended the exhaustion of her long journey from Miami. She was there for them, and they were there for her.

Throughout the night, Matilde worked alongside her night shift team. They discussed strategies, reviewed data and ensured that every aspect of the past race and upcoming race was discussed. Matilde picked up some office tasks, preparing for the upcoming week with briefings and meetings.

* * *

The next day, the Ferrari office was bustling with activity. The race track team got back to work after their days off after the weekend. The team had gathered for a small inauguration ceremony, a celebration of Carlos and Charles' impressive performances during the previous race weekend in Miami. It was an opportunity to recognize their achievements and boost team morale.

As the team members gathered in the massive hall of the office, there was a palpable sense of excitement in the air. Colleagues chatted, sharing their pride in the team's success.

Charles and Carlos were standing in the room next to the hall, waiting for the ceremony to start.

"Matilde will be here, too, right?" Carlos asked Charles after not having spotted the team principal. She usually was present before everyone else was at the office.

"I don't know." A frown grew on Charles' forehead. "I saw on Instagram that she was in Denmark, for her mum's birthday or something. Perhaps she's still there."

"Weird," Carlos replied.

"But maybe she's on her way."

Finally, the double doors at the hall swung open. Charles and Carlos stepped into the room, greeted by applause and cheers from their colleagues. Their smiles radiated the joy of the moment. They waved at their team.

"Ladies and gentlemen, colleagues and friends, today we gather to celebrate the remarkable achievements of our drivers: Charles Leclerc and Carlos Sainz!" The spokesperson of Ferrari took the task of leading this ceremony. "What a race, boys. Congratulations."

The room erupted in applause again, and Charles and Carlos exchanged smiles. However, when the ceremony continued, Charles and Carlos missed the presence of one person. Carlos was asked to say something about the weekend. It gave Charles the chance to scan the hall once again. There was still no sign of Matilde. It worried him. Did this have to do with Sunday? He still hadn't had the chance to speak with her about what had happened, as he felt extremely bad about it, but had she given up already? Charles thought about the situation a lot, and he wondered if he could have prevented it.

The sliding doors of the entrance opened. Charles' eyes shot to the person who had entered the building. He watched how she entered the building and went through security. It looked like she had no idea what was going on. The woman was wearing grey trousers and a blue, oversized button-up shirt, her hair in a low bun. She was carrying two bags and a coat. Once she entered the hall, she came to a halt. Her eyes scanned the hall.

A sense of guilt washed over Charles as their eyes met. He pursed his lips tightly, seeing the emotions written all over her face. Her expression changed from surprise to pain. Her face told stories. Then her face showed a clear message that she didn't want anyone's pity or sympathy. A few other people noticed Matilde's presence as well, being shocked to see her.

Matilde walked towards the podium, between all the people. Anger was playing a huge role in her emotions right now, but she had to ignore it and show who the team principal was. Her eyes met Galileo's, who was standing next to the podium. His eyes widened. Matilde ignored him and dumped her stuff on the ground, next to the podium. She stepped on the podium and stood next to Charles, wearing a professional smile, but her eyes showed a bitchy look. If you were standing close by, you would notice it.

Carlos ended this speech and looked at the spokesperson. His eyes fell on Matilde, who shared a smile. He smiled back, being relieved she indeed was on her way when they were waiting at the beginning.

The spokesperson looked at Matilde. "Well, once again: thank you all for being here," he said. "Matilde, good to have you here as well."

"I was not aware of this celebration," she mumbled under her breath, not knowing Charles heard her. Matilde looked at Galileo; she would have a word with him afterwards.

"Charles, we will go to you in a second, but first, a word from Matilde."

Charles handed the microphone over to the woman next to him.

A smile rested on her face. Over the weeks, she realised how good she became at acting and putting on fake smiles. "Of course, Carlos, outstanding work. It was a faultless race from your side, an almost faultless race on our side. We had an issue, but we managed to fix it in time, so I consider it a faultless race," she said and looked at Carlos. She moved her gaze to Charles. "Charles, your outstanding performances made us all proud. The way you fought with the Red Bulls and defended was just brilliant." Matilde turned to the people in front of the podium. "And you! Each and every one of you is also the reason why the team won. If you were at the track, at the factory or at home, because of you, we put out an amazing performance. It's not just about the victory, but also about the teamwork and determination of everyone. Well done, everyone. Keep up the good work." She handed the microphone to Charles.

"I agree with everything that Matilde just said," he said and chuckled. "We couldn't have done it without the dedication and hard work of every person in this room. This win is yours as much as it is ours."

The hall burst into applause again. Matilde joined in the clapping, showing that she was there for the team. Even though she had a lot of anger in her body, she recognised this moment of unity and celebration, a reminder of what they achieved together, and what they could achieve together in the future.

After the speeches, the team mingled, sharing stories and congratulations. Charles, Carlos and Matilde posed for photos with their colleagues, holding their trophies proudly. The first celebration of the season and as a team with a new team principal were enjoyed, suddenly there were no tensions left.

Matilde stepped down the stage and collected her stuff. It was not even nine hours after the end of the night shift; she wasn't even supposed to be here for another two hours. She walked away from the celebrations, and she wanted to leave the hall, until someone stopped her.

"We have a board meeting scheduled."

Another thing she wasn't aware of. Matilde smiled. "I will be there," she said. She was open to attending the meeting two hours before she was allowed to start working again. "After I have spoken to my assistant."

"Everyone is waiting for you."

"I will be there," she repeated, taking a second to make clear that she would be there. "After I have seen my assistant," she said, looking the man in the eyes, giving him a stern nod and walked away.

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dlaugh · 6 months

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Comparing Fanfiction to Published Books is Being Unfair to Yourself (the fanfic writer)

Just a reminder that published books have been put through a long process that fanfiction just...hasn't. And that's a good thing!

To traditionally publish a book, that book has already gone through the gatekeepers (agents, acquisition, etc.) and then the editorial team (developmental editing, line editing, proof editing) and then the rest of the business like marketing and promotion. Published books aren't done alone, but by an entire team.

(And sure, you could get a beta reader, but most fanfic authors don't even need one.)

However, as a writer, what's even more important to remember is that fanfiction writing, uh…isn't like original fiction writing.

There's less emphasis on style, for instance. When I write fanfiction, I'm actually writing in what I think of as "the fanfiction style" instead of my own original style. And that's really cool! Obviously, I like the fanfiction style because I write in it and read lots of it.

And I just wanted to remind you, the fanfiction writer, that if what you want to write is artful think pieces, then write them as artfully as you can. And if what you want to write is popular fanfics, then write what's popular in your fandom. One isn't better than the other, it just comes with different expectations.

But the beauty of fanfiction is that you can write whatever you want, regardless of quality or demand or market, and there just might be someone out there who wants to read it. Just because they're in the same fandom you are. Just because they share the same tastes as you. That's why I love fanfiction.

It's great to broaden your horizons and branch out into original works to help you write. In fact, I think every writer should venture out of their comfort zones at least every once in a while.

But if comparing your fanfiction to published books only results in derailing your enthusiasm for your fanwork(s), please stop. The processes for publishing/posting are not comparable.

And fanfiction isn't supposed to be stressful; it's supposed to be fun.

#dlaugh #fanfiction #fanfic writing #writing advice #creative writing #writer #writing

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nero-ya · 7 months

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Alright it's time again we've gotta talk so get comfy and remember that this post is only my opinion or rant whatever you wanna call it.

I don't really know myself....just wanted to share it with the world....or something like that.

The first time I saw Law appear on screen I didn't really know if I should love or hate him, for real his attitude was cool but at the same time I thought he was the biggest emo bitch I ever met but I still found him very interesting so I started to read fanfictions about him.

I don't know if it was only me but the first fanfics about law were mostly him being a sadist and an asshole and I can understand, It wasn't easy to get a good understanding of him or to get a good grip on his personality at the beginning but for me that changed after the Dressrosa arc and the Noval about him and his past before he went to sea.

Btw I absolutely fell in love with him after the Dressrosa arc and novel and I could never read the fanfics again about him where he was a literal psychopath with no sympathy, nothing against them it's just I wasn't able to think of him in that way anymore ( I never really thought he would be that bad ) and if I should be honest after getting a deeper understanding of his personality it kinda made me sad reading how poorly others thought about him, being intentional or because they thought it fit him more or for whatever other reason I just couldn't read it anymore, it felt like it wasn't about him but another person with the same name.

So when I first came on this platform and found out about the Law fics here I decided to stay here and not change back to the other platform...it's definitely better here when it comes to understanding his personality and actions and most others got a better understanding of him and i was really happy because so many saw him in a better light and it was refreshing but there's still something that I think people may understand wrong...or I do and now I seem like an idiot....tbh wouldn't be the first time but no risk no fun.

Even to this date I read many fics where it's stated that Law won't be really affectionate in front of others or his crew and I slightly agree and disagree but hear me out please!

I think we all have the same opinion on Law being rather private and an introverted nerd and person over all , even more so when he's out of his comfort zone but sometimes I still read that he won't show any affection to his partner because he doesn't want to be seen as weak in front of others or because he is embarrassed and again I agree and disagree at the same time.

He is not one to show his affection openly in front of others but I don't think it's for the reason because he's ashamed or thinks it makes him look weak In front of his crew, they know perfectly well how strong and intimidating he can be and Shachi, Penguin and Bepo know him since he's 13 and I think they saw the worst of him already or part of it.

They knew about his past and his nightmares at times specifically after he heard about what happened to Dressrosa being overthrown and I don't think he was ashamed of being weak In front of them and him being 15 or older ( I'm not completely sure btw thanks for correcting me on that ) when he set sail and gathering a crew, makes me think that most of them also know him for over 10 years, give or take and I don't know if they knew as much as the other 3 but Im convinced that he still is very much comfortable with them.

Even if they would tease him sometimes, if he's alone with his crew he would rather take it lightly and would rather counter back in his own way or grumble instead of being overly ashamed or maybe a bit flustered but I believe he would be comfortable enough with them by now and i also don't think he would be so cold with them Overall all the time and only sitting in his room and reading, he will play with them and have some free nights and enjoy having them by his side after so much loss, even if it's only to listen or watching them play or have fun but I don't think he would always be in his room alone or miss the meal times.

Alright sorry back to the point I kinda drifted away a little...

Law may take some time getting comfy with the idea of a partner, being scared and all of losing them like Cora and his parents but once he's comfortable he will be affectionate and he will take time and cherish it even though it may be silent and subtle in his own way.

Be it some light brushing of hands or small acts of service, even when he's with the whole crew it may only be a small squeeze on your thigh, small smile, silent words of affirmation when no one pays attention for a second or giving you something to drink when he sees It's empty or whatever small acts there are but I can't believe he would be cold all the time and forget about it and if it's only you two I bet my ass he would love to cuddle and getting his hair stroked while reading in comfortable silence.

He may be bad at wording it or saying it out loud and so seeing the little signs and paying attention would be rather needed with him or else it would be kinda hard understanding what he wants and needs.

Anyway his submarine and his crew are his home and safe place, I really really think he would enjoy the time with them after all he went through, he knows how to cherish them all even though sometimes they all make him lose his mind and test his patience, he loves his idiots dearly.

Well if you went that far thanks for reading my bullshit and just to be safe, this is only my opinion on how I see things, feel free to rant about your own or give me contra but please in a respectful way.

Btw English isn't my first language and I have some Problems with grammar, so please don't be too hard on me and y'all a good night or day.

Fun Fact: Law was the first and only crush I've ever had on someone for so long, must be 8 years or more.

He still is the only character i would really die for......

#trafalgar law #law one piece #trafalgardwaterlaw #trafalgar d water law #law x reader #heart pirates #i dont know what im doing #im bad at this #please have mercy #thats just my opinion so please dont kill me #did y'all drink today?

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rubyarrows · 8 months

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The Fanfic

YN's heart raced as she stared at the screen in front of her. The glow from her laptop illuminated her excited expression as she leaned back in her chair, her fingers dancing across the keyboard. She couldn't wait to share her discovery with Zack. They had bonded over their love for forensic anthropology and all things "Bones," forming a close platonic connection that neither of them could imagine living without.

Zack was in the lab, engrossed in analyzing some bone fragments, when his phone pinged with a message. He picked it up and saw YN's name, immediately intrigued. They often shared interesting articles and tidbits related to their shared interests, and Zack knew that whenever YN said she had found something, it was worth checking out.

"Hey Zack, you're not going to believe what I just found," YN typed with an air of anticipation.

Zack's fingers moved swiftly across his phone's screen as he typed back, "Tell me! I'm intrigued."

YN leaned forward, her fingers tapping the keys with a mixture of excitement and mischief. "I stumbled upon a 'Bones' fanfiction that features Dr. Brennan and Hodgins in a hilarious situation. You know how Brennan always insists on evidence-based conclusions, right?"

Zack chuckled softly to himself. He had watched the show enough to be familiar with the characters' quirks. "Yes, she's quite adamant about it."

"Well," YN continued, "this fanfic has Brennan and Hodgins trapped in a room with no way out. They have to solve a puzzle to escape, but there's a catch – the clues are all based on pop culture references and riddles rather than scientific evidence."

Zack's eyebrows shot up in amusement. "That sounds both entertaining and utterly implausible."

YN laughed, her fingers flying across the keyboard. "Exactly! But that's not even the best part. As they struggle to decipher these references, Brennan's frustration grows, while Hodgins is surprisingly in his element. He's the one recognizing all the movie quotes, song lyrics, and internet memes."

Zack couldn't help but grin at the mental image. It was so typical of Hodgins to shine in unconventional situations. "I can just imagine Hodgins enthusiastically quoting movie lines while Brennan tries to analyze the structural integrity of the room."

"Exactly!" YN replied. "And as they work together, they're reminded that sometimes, a little creativity and collaboration outside their comfort zones can lead to unexpected solutions."

Zack nodded, his curiosity fully piqued. "It sounds like a fun read. Send me the link!"

YN quickly shared the fanfiction link with Zack, feeling a sense of satisfaction. She knew that their shared interest in "Bones" and their ability to find humor in even the most unlikely scenarios were what made their friendship so special. She leaned back in her chair, hoping that this fanfic would bring a smile to Zack's face, just as he had done for her so many times before.

Zack clicked on the link YN had sent him, his eyes scanning the opening paragraphs of the fanfiction. He was immediately drawn into the playful narrative, picturing the characters he had come to know so well in these comically absurd circumstances. As he read on, a chuckle escaped his lips, and he couldn't help but imagine himself and YN in a similar scenario.

After a few minutes, Zack paused his reading and typed a message to YN. "I'm thoroughly amused by this fanfic. The depiction of Brennan's frustration and Hodgins' unexpected expertise is quite entertaining."

YN's reply was swift, "Right? It's like the writers captured their personalities perfectly, even in this outrageous situation."

Zack nodded in agreement, even though YN couldn't see him. "I must admit, I find the concept of embracing unconventional approaches rather intriguing."

YN's response was lighthearted, "Are you suggesting we should try solving riddles based on pop culture references instead of traditional methods in the lab?"

Zack's fingers danced across the keyboard as he typed, "While I wouldn't advocate for abandoning evidence-based practices entirely, I think incorporating a bit of creativity and thinking outside the box could lead to new perspectives."

YN smiled at his response. She had always appreciated Zack's open-mindedness and his ability to explore unconventional ideas. "You have a point. Maybe we can have our own 'Bones'-inspired puzzle-solving session sometime."

Zack's message came quickly, "I'm intrigued. I accept your challenge. Let's see how well we fare with pop culture references and riddles."

YN's heart raced with excitement as she imagined the two of them working together on a lighthearted, intellectual adventure. It was moments like these that made their friendship so special – the ability to share their passions, engage in playful banter, and support each other's quirks.

As Zack returned to the fanfiction, fully engrossed in the unfolding puzzle-solving antics of Brennan and Hodgins, YN leaned back in her chair, a contented smile on her face. She knew that the fictional scenario they were reading about was just that – fiction. But the bond she shared with Zack, based on their mutual love for science and "Bones," was very real. And that was something she cherished more than anything.

#ruby arrows #ruby arrows imagines #bones #bones x reader #bones imagine #bones imagines #bones fanfiction #zack addy #zack addy x reader #zack addy imagine #zack addy imagines #zack addy fanfiction

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cowpants147 · 1 year

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I'm watching the Teen Wolf movie and I think I'm a masochist

Liam being in Japan is so fucking random.

Him having the Nogitsune jar is even more random. Why would they trust that to Liam who wasn't in that season.

Why is Mason a deputy?

Eli has my entire fucking heart.

Dylan O'Brien took the Jeep from the set apparently so I love the idea of them having to recreate it for the movie.

Season 3 is a work of art and they're milking it for all it's worth.

"Why is Jackson here" - Scott but also me but then he won me over five seconds later.

Jackson & Ethan are still togeter. I love that so much. All my other ships might be dead but at least they're still standing.

Lydia hugging everyone is so wholesome

Malia and Parrish!! JUMPSCARE!!! I did not need that much nudity from them.

Why is this giving DCOM vibes? Seasons 1 & 2 had better production/effects than this and that is saying something.

Melissa. My Queen. I love you. You are top tier TV mum.

Do you think Derek asks for parenting advice of the Sherriff? Sherrif is giving grandpa vibes.

I would have preffered an entire movie about Coach - I have many suggestions.

Malia's one liners can stay.

Second Jumpscare: Allisons mother. She always scared me the most out of all the villains ngl.

Eli passes out when see's his own fangs. That's it. I'm adopting him.

How the hell does BEacon Hills manage to hire new deputies? Most dangerous job in the world.

Peter was holding in revenge for Derek using a blowtorch on him in season 4. I know Jeff did not think of this but I enjoy this easter egg my own brain has created.

Jackson being worried about his own tail. This man only has one personality trait but ya know what, I love it.

Chris Argent has always been quite level headed and I appreciate that about him.

"I have to try and get through to her" "she's trying to get an arrow, through you" - are we sure this isn't Stiles' kid?

They really replaced Kira but gave this new character literally 0 personality. We only just found out her name.

"I can do this" immediately gets impaled.

The cut to Peter just vigorously sniffing the ground made me snort.

Can't believe I'm saying this but ... Jackson is the high light of this movie for me.

Derek is such a supportive dad. Why couldn't we just have a spin-off of Derek raising his late bloomer werewolf child.

Since when did Beacon Hills have a college. This town has exactly 4 locations: school, hospital, sherrif station, ice-rink.

"How the hell am I supposed to see my eyes they're the things I used to see" followed straight away by "do you like riddles" "nah I'm more of a limeric guy, more rhymey". I love it.

"He kinda looks like our old chemistry teacher" "I was your chemistry teacher JAckson you complete imbocile" I'm sorry I'm dead.

People are gonna die and yet Scott is playing lacrosse.

I zoned out of most of that ending sequence.

I also skipped Derek dying in its entirety because in my mind that did not happen. I do not accept. Moving on.

If I did acknowledge that Derek was dead I'd wonder why the fuck Scott is now raising Eli instead of: Malia, Cora, Peter, Sherrif Stilinksi, literally anyone else.

Anyways. I hated everything besides Eli and JAckson. I'm gonna go read some fanfiction now instead.

#i knew this was gonna be a bad movie when it was announced but yikes #teen wolf movie #derek hale #is not dead #eli hale #he can stay #i am 100% running with the hc that he was created by the nemeton or something and is derek and stiles child #i never even shipped sterek and yet here i am

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aerkame · 3 months

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I’d like to toss my hat into the ring since that anon brought up AUS. I don’t have any favorites or enjoyment of a lot of them, So here’s a sort list I can think off;

1. A/B/O: It’s just very, very, uncomfortable.

2. Crossovers: 80 or 90% of the time when there’s crossovers, it’s just crossing over for the sake of having your fav characters meet and get up to crazy adventures. There’s no actual reason as to why there crossing over apart from that.

3. mafia: Not a fan as there’s nothing different, but there’s a Mob AU by Clownn (correct me if I spell it wrong,), they put a unique twist by having it be physiological and giving it certain traits to make their AU stand out from the usual Mafia AUs.

4: anesthesia: It’s a pretty cheap way to get characters to fall in love and kinda creepy when you think deeper about how easily bad things can go.

5. Soulmates or Marks: I don’t like the idea of a mark or something telling you who your partner is or who to be with. What if you don’t want a partner tho or not interested in falling in love? Are you allowed to be just friends instead?

I prefer if authors/creators add more unique twist or additional spin on AUs. The down side is, I have seen some pretty unique AUs but they’re not as talked about or popular since it’s not the go to ones that fanbases love.

Ah yeah, A/B/O AUs tend to romanticize toxic relationships a lot from what I usually see. Not liking it is understandable. Ironically though, the whole Alpha, Beta, and Omega stuff that was made by a researcher later discarded his own theory after further study of wolves. (In short, wolves are just large families with mom and dad in charge, the whole A/B/O stuff makes no sense.) So the whole thing is really just made up of disproved theories and is purely fiction.

The others are also understandable. Some of the AUs tend to have repeating themes or they end up being complete copies of each other. The Whole amnesia one is creepy, yeah. I have only ever read 3 fanfictions in my life that did this trope properly and it only really works if the characters knew each other beforehand or they were already in a relationship before it happened.

The soulmate one is kind of okay depending on who is writing it and how it is written. I've seen a handful of very well written soulmate AUs that actually got creative with it, but a lot of the fanfictions for AUs like that just repeat and copy each other a little too much.

To be perfectly honest, I agree that unique AUs are way better because it leaves room for even more AUs to branch off of those one and it also helps other writers get a good idea on how to handle the idea behind it.

My other favorite AU type is one I don't see often but I wish I did, and it's the self-aware ones or the ones where the reader/character ends up in the fictional world of the fandom they're in. My reason for liking those ones is because they can turn into good horror fics or have creepy vibes IF done right. It's like the 4th wall breaking rule in some video games or horror movies. Twilight Zone vibes y'know?

For my own personal Finfolk AU, I did want to add yandere vibes, but not like Wattpad anime fanfiction kind of yandere. I think yandere fics should be taken seriously and treated seriously because of the topics they deal with. I have read so many fanfictions that do it just right where it genuinely scares me and it makes for interesting dynamics between the characters. I haven't gone into full horror with the AU though simply because I'm afraid of people romanticizing what is supposed to be dangerous behavior or dark topics. The finfolk folklore itself is dark when you look into the stories/mythology. I just don't like seeing how often AUs and fanfictions with serious topics get put on a pedestal in a wrong lighting. But, I do plan on eventually trying to go full horror with it at some point. When? I'm not sure yet. Maybe when I have more experience in writing. All I know is that making the characters attractive (that is what finmen/women do regardless in folklore) but obsessive without making it romanticized is going to be difficult.

#rambling #welcome home #welcome home finfolk au #welcome home au #finfolk #au #fanfiction #fanfictions #aus #a/b/o au

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spockandawe · 1 year

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Hi! I'm a newer follower, so I'm sorry if you get asked this a lot. I really admire your bookbinding, and was wondering whether you have any recommendations on good sources for learning how? I've done a bit of reading on my own but it's quite intimidating! Thanks so much for sharing what you do.

Aw, thank you! And haha, you're okay, it comes up occasionally, but it's been a while and tumblr's search function is erratic at best. And I'm pretty sure my answer changes every time! So let's see where I'm at right now.

So, my personal style of learning isn't suited to everyone. I like to throw myself at projects past my skill level, because a lot of my craft hobbies are ultimately about thrill-seeking. I'm launching myself into spaces where an unmitigated success would be delightful but unlikely, and a total failure would be devastating, but I'm pretty decent at hitting the mixed success zone where I don't get so frustrated that i quit. Some people have a much lower frustration threshold than I do, or find the uncertainty much more stressful than I do.

But the end point is that I just yeeted myself into the hobby like 'I'M GONNA BIND THIS WEBNOVEL' despite not knowing anything about anything, and fully aware that I would be unhappy with the results. If I recall correctly, that was a coptic binding of the first half of svsss, and I don't think I ever went back to finish the other half that time, haha. On the one hand, it was thrilling! A book that was only online was now in my hand! And at that point, an official license seemed laughable. On the other hand, wow, this typesetting is bad to look at, the book is too wiggly, and I don't like the open spine. When I did my first casebinding, well! There were a whole lot of new issues, but still, the thrill! It was a flawed book, but a cooler one than I'd ever made before!

My approach isn't for everyone. For me, gotta go fast works, but I've seen people take their time, move carefully, and post a GORGEOUS first book. Mine depends on you having the time, money, and motivation to iterate on your process to improve to the point where you're HAPPY. I learn best by doing, and now I'll go into deeper research dives about like, styles of endpapers, but that totally overwhelmed me when I was starting out, I still get overloaded and frustrated when I read resources by the kind of highly-trained bookbinders who insist there's one BEST way to do a technique, and I get very very annoyed by how some resources make this hobby feel so... inaccessible.

So! Accessible resources. Here's a general list someone else wrote, but I'm going to do my own thing too

https://www.google.com/amp/s/hiveswap.tumblr.com/post/677512645592694784/bookbinding-resources-masterpost/amp

First, let me toss one youtube channel your way. I started casebinding using SeaLemon as a reference. I outgrew her stuff fairly quickly, there are other youtubers who cover a LOT of in-depth ground, but das bookbinding and glenn malkin and company just overwhelmed me at first. She also has another video on making your own bookcloth at home, which is still the method I use for most of my books.

https://youtu.be/Av_rU-yOPd4

Then, communities. I started off in this solo, I was happily chugging along, and a few books in, I was pointed in the direction of renegade publishing, which is a fun collective focused on the binding of fanfiction (though other bindings are welcome too). I'll link their dreamwidth, though they do have other social media too, including a tumblr and discord. There are resources they shared, but I'll call out one in particular. One of the founders has a guide for going from ao3 to book that has seen some traction over the last few years, though like with SeaLemon, I started in there, and soon wandered off to freehand the process instead.

Fair warning, though, their discord (18+, sometimes nsfw) especially is large, and it moves quickly. It's a great place to ask for advice, but there are a Lot of people talking. This may be great for you, or it may be overwhelming! I'm fairly comfortable in there at this point, but I'm an asocial dweeb and it took me a while to get comfortable talking.

https://renegadepublishing.dreamwidth.org/

https://docs.google.com/document/u/0/d/11JyVxeRS8yEWgCYrNMUPlNrEbR5AAD3Z2aDP-QXEP3Y/mobilebasic

Then, a second community! The r/bookbinding discord (sfw). I think they got their start with the reddit group, but they aren't affiliated these days, the name is there for clarity and continuity. The group is focused on general bookbinding, and though fanfic is welcome, it's not a focus. It's a quieter place, which makes it much easier to follow conversations without being constantly online. This one also maintains a list of resources, and they also have channels for newsletters and for youtube uploads from the major bookbinding channels. It's a lovely place as well, people here are nice and helpful

https://discord.gg/thbraMNn

I think that's what I've got for now! My personal recommendation remains to pick a project and throw yourself in, and to deal with any speedbumps as they come up. But SeaLemon is a good starter educational resource, and these two communities are both used to helping newbies through figuring out the process. I hope that helps!

#spock replies #long post/#crafts #bookbinding

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sebastiansluts · 2 years

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I've been reading your Fanfictions for less than a week but I'm in love with it and thank you now I have a piss kink. Can I request reader teasing Bucky with a nude pics while he's at work until he has to punish her with some rough hard sex of course with humiliation and piss

So glad you found the blog and are enjoying!! 🤣

Bucky Barnes x Reader; teasing, nude pics, rough sex, humiliation, degradation, piss kink- piss drinking

ANY HATE WILL BE DELETED THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE DON'T LIKE, DON'T INTERACT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+

You sent a final picture, twisted with your ass resting on the bathroom counter. Bucky hadn't responded to your last two messages, but this one would get him for sure, he was obsessed with your ass. You giggled to yourself, walking out of the bathroom and smacking straight into a hard body. You screamed as arms shot out and caught you, keeping you upright.

"Doll, it's me," Bucky huffed, rolling his eyes as you quieted. "Pathetic. Can't send a proper nude and can't even do anything but scream." You shuddered, opening your mouth but Bucky talked over you. "Of course, you're just a dumb little girl, I don't know what I expected."

"Bucky I didn't-"

"Of course, dumb little girls need to be punished properly," Bucky continued as if you hadn't spoken, picking you up and throwing you over his metal shoulder, walking into the bedroom and tossing you onto the bed.

He followed quickly, yanking you to the edge of the bed and pressing into your cunt, not even bothering to take his clothes off. You moaned at the rough friction of his pants against your bare skin. Bucky slapped the side of your thigh, up by your ass, making you moan again.

"See, such a dumb little girl, I slap you and you go even dumber." Bucky roughly grabbed your tits, squeezing harshly. Tears sprang to your eyes, more from his words than his actions.

"Bucky-" you tried again, but he thrust harder, making you groan.

"Aw, having trouble talking sweetheart? Can only say my name huh? 'Bucky, Bucky'" he mocked, voice high and cruel. "Only thought in that head is me, the way it should be little girl. I'm the only one you need." He released your tits, moving to your hips instead.

You sobbed, Bucky reaching down and playing with your clit until you came, shaking beneath him. Bucky scoffed, thrusting faster. "Look at you, coming from me barely touching your clit. You can't even hold out for a long round, it's all quick and done with you."

"No, Bucky, please-"

"Good thing I don't really care what you want." Bucky pulled out and jerked his cock, coming across your stomach and tits, some reaching your chin. You looked up at him, covered in his cum, and opened your mouth just as he began pissing.

The stream went straight into your mouth, making you moan even as you gagged at the taste. He directed it down your body, finishing with it aimed at your cunt, spraying into you.

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x y/n #smut #no y/n #reader insert

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debbiechanclub · 4 months

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i want to be friends with you and elephantsmo but i’m too shy and i think you’ll judge me for only writing wrestler x reader fics. but i think you guys are really cool and i love your fics

Nonnie! First off, let me apologize for only getting to this now; you sent it after I'd already tapped out for the night lol.

BUT I need you to know that @elphantasmo and I would NEVER judge you for only writing wrestler x reader fics! I've written a few myself, and the unnamed OFC fics I wrote for my mostly unfulfilled Smutober requests aren't that different than x reader fics; they just use "she" instead of "you."

But aside from that, fandom is such a personalized experience, and no one has the right to judge anyone for how they enjoy wrestling or anything else, unless it's causing public harm. And x reader fics don't hurt anyone―people who want to read them will read them and people who don't, if they're not assholes, will just scroll on by. And, thankfully, most people aren't assholes.

FWIW, I worry all the time that people judge me or dismiss my fics (or just me altogether) because I only write x OFC. And on top of that, I really only write for one OFC in particular and just keep swapping out her pairing 😅. I'm almost certain there are people who judge me for that. But I don't give a flying fuck, because Nellie is who inspires me, and I'm not getting paid to write fanfiction, so I might as well enjoy it. You have to write for yourself first and foremost. Otherwise it won't be fun at all―and you won't write at all.

Anyway, that's a long-winded way of me saying that this is a judgment-free zone, and I would be more than happy to be your friend and read your fics :)

#asks

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ewanmitchellcrumbs · 6 months

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Hi! OK, odd question, but I would like to get into writing more smut but I've never actually done anything sexual with anyone and I'm still learning how to be more intimate with myself (Tmi sorry) so with my lack of knowledge in the realm of the devils tango do you have any tips for how someone who has never done anything with anyone to write good smut? (I'll admit I would actually use porn but I get easily annoyed watching straight porn and I cringe because of how dry it looks no matter if it'd m/f, f/f, m/f and obviously porn is all fake so there's that)

Hi! Thank you so much for reaching out. I am glad you feel comfortable asking me about this!

Definitely don't use porn as a reference (at least mainstream porn anyway) - it's not a good indication of what's pleasurable for men or women.

If you are a visual learner, I'd highly recommend Owen Gray - he runs a website called Deeplush and creates erotic content that is centred around female pleasure.

For the actual writing, I have thrown together some tips below the cut. I hope you find them useful!

Keep your language appropriate. If you're writing for canon era HotD, for instance, then words like "pussy", "dick", "cum", "clit", "ass", "boobs" etc. should not be anywhere in your vocabulary. Instead try "cunt", "cock", "spend", "pearl", "backside", "breasts". Make sure the language you're using is appropriate to the tone of the story too - if it's gentle lovemaking then words like "cock" and "cunt" can be really jarring, so soften it up with phrases like "pulsating manhood" and "wet heat" (it's fine if you giggled at this, it takes a while before you can type/read stuff like this and not want to cringe yourself inside out). Also, typically "cum" is a noun and should be used (in modern fics) as a means to describe...well..cum. The verbiage of this is "come", so if you want to bring someone to orgasm you'd say "I want you to come".

Focus on describing the sensations rather than the mechanics of the act itself. Yeah, we need to know if the characters are slamming ass or not, but keep your physical descriptors brief, so that it doesn't read like a lesson in anatomy. Instead, focus on the physical sensations - i.e. you're aiming for "every thrust of his length inside of her made her feel light headed with the dizzying sensation of lust" rather than "he thrust his cock into her before withdrawing it and then repeating the action".

"He freed his erection" will save you. There is nothing more awkward in smut writing than having to describe the physical act of a person taking out their penis. Avoid the unnecessary clutter of describing the unfastening of trousers simply by stating "he freed his erection".

Onomatopoeia is not your friend. Don't describe the noises your characters make by typing out things like "oooh" and "aahhh", and avoid using descriptors like "slap slap slap". Show, don't tell! For instance, "she cried out in pleasure, the meeting of their flesh as his thighs made repeated powerful impact with the backs of hers echoed off of the vaulted ceiling."

If the smut doesn't fit, don't force it. Smut isn't a prerequisite of fanfiction writing. Don't write it for notes. If it adds nothing to your narrative, or you just aren't comfortable writing it, leave it out.

Finally; the cervix is not an erogenous zone! It does not feel pleasurable when a man hits your cervix with the head of his cock. It's incredibly painful. I read far too many fan fics where this is described as a pleasurable experience for a woman, it simply isn't. Deeper is not always better.

#asked and answered

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captainhysunstuff · 1 year

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How do you deal with continuous, seemingly raging artblock? I want to draw but damn— my hatred towards my own art seems unforgivable. It's like whatever that was produced by my own two hands will cause carnage, a sin dissaproves by all humanity.

Hmmmmmm, I’m probably not the best person to ask for advice on overcoming art blocks unfortunately. It’s such a paaaain. I 100% relate to your feelings, and overcoming them isn’t easy.

Also, my methods aren't exactly the healthiest either, but I'll share regardless. Just keep that in mind. Ehehe.

(I'll put a Read More. It's a little lengthy.)

Whenever I find myself not drawing for a long period of time, I try to reinstate drawing as an addiction or habit. Have it become a craving that's only satisfied by actually drawing something--anything--regardless of quality. In recent days, my art block stems from a lack of being able to multitask and being unable to focus on the drawing process (being tired from work doesn't help either). Therefore, setting aside a space to draw helps, too. Putting on some music you find easy to zone out to or help your flow helps.

The hatred towards your own work is a very hard hurdle to jump. I suppose the key to this is to learn to stop criticizing every stroke you make. Be at peace that not every mark made in the moment is gonna be perfect. This is way easier said than done of course, but when I start falling into the "everything I do is crap and unworthy of eyes" hole, I try to remember that not everything I draw has to be shared. I'm not getting paid to do this (not sure about you, but that's my situation). It's a hobby, and it's supposed to be fun. It's not life or death for me if the character's eyes are skewed or their head is annoyingly asymmetrical. I'd love to be a master artist and have every work I make be a masterpiece, but I'm allowed to draw "crap." If you really feel like your subject isn't coming out the way you want, find or make references to work from and feel good about the effort you put in. There's never any shame in using references. The more you draw, the better you get. That's a straight fact. Eventually, you won't need refences, and that's a pretty cool feeling~.

Basically, if you're facing a bout of art block, try and doodle something with the mindset that it doesn't have to be perfect, and no one has to see it unless you want to share it. You could always surprise yourself and be like, "Hey, this is actually pretty cool~. Check it out!" But if that doesn't happen, it's okay. It's not a failure. Just add the drawing to the pile and bask in the satisfaction that you actually put strokes to the page, and you've gotten a bit better just by doing so. (That's kind of the point of my whiteboard to be honest~. I also use it to hold up my recent drawings or pages of my comic as a reminder to draw and of how far I've come along in whatever "project" I'm working on. It's neat to see it all hanging up in a physical space. It's a little bit guilt trippy to myself, but it does put a clear bookmark in where I am when I pick it back up, and I can edit it whenever I see something strange as I walk by it~.)

If the block stems from lack of inspiration rather than skill, try exposing yourself to some new media (a new show, movie, book, fanfiction...) or do something that stimulates your brain like going outside or talking to your friends. Don't feel like these activities are procrastinating from creating. They are necessary aspects of your life, and you shouldn't feel guilt for doing them instead of drawing something. Your art isn't made in a vacuum. While out in the "field," you may encounter something that inspires an idea that you can't wait to express through your medium ("Whoa. I HAVE to draw this when I get back!" Write it down if you can so you don't forget~). If you're really passionate about drawing, the urge will come back, and you'll find the time to try and sketch something, even if it's small. I'll admit, I don't do these life things as often as I should, so I need to take my own advice, lol. The list of new stuff I wanna check out is massive~. I am working on leaving my home and observing my surroundings more often though (Covid makes it a little difficult, but I get by).

I know your question was more about trying not to hate your own work, but I also addressed things that I felt were relevant because they make me want to draw regardless of how I feel about the end result. Try your best to not compare yourself to others too much and draw for yourself more. Acknowledge that you want to improve, but don't beat yourself up for not meeting your self-imposed standard of "perfect." So, draw with lower expectations sometimes, I guess? *shrugs and laughs* Like I said, the more you draw, the better your get. Even if you personally think it looks like crap, be like, "Yeah, I did that!" Just own it. Own your "carnage~." ^__^

(*laughs* Carnage. That's such a great way to refer to one's artwork~.)

#asks and answers #art block #artist issues #I hope this ramble helps in any way~

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starswallowingsea · 2 years

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It took like three months but I have finally finished The Love Hypothesis by Ali Hazelwood. And it was garbage.

Even without knowing that this was originally Star Wars Reylo Fanfiction, this book was dry as fuck and I zoned out so much while reading it I can barely remember the basis of the plot. The only thing that got me through it was how often I was pulled out of the plot by the comically bad writing. Spoilers below

Our main character, Olive, is in a predicament, that her best friend, Anh (Rose Tico), wants to date Olive's ex, Jeremy (General Hux?), but Olive had just broken up with him and Anh thinks she still has feelings for him. Olive tries to convince Anh that she's moved on and fakes going on a date until she almost gets caught working in the lab at midnight on the night of the date and kisses someone to make it seem like she's on a date...in the biology lab.

The rest of the book was honestly filled with Anh pushing Olive to actually act like she's dating Adam (the man she kissed in the bio lab that fateful night) and Olive pushing back on it for some reason. Girly nobody would honestly believe you were dating if you only met up for coffee once a week, said hello to each other in the hallways, and were never seen in public together otherwise. I'm shocked that it worked, but also not, because this book sucks.

The only time Olive actually takes control of the plot is when she kisses Adam and when she plays the recording of Tom harassing her in the restaurant (which she should have known that he was recorded like five chapters earlier, when she saw she didn't stop recording after her presentation and it had practically killed her phone battery. Like girly......it's not that hard. But whatever.) That one single page in chapter 20 was the only entertaining thing about this book.

Other than that, the characters were all flat, and Malcolm, who I am led to believe was Finn in the original, is a racist, homophobic caricature whose personality traits are fucking like rabbits and being the gay/black best friend and nothing else. Anh's personality was being the only woman of color in the room but also the head of several diversity committees and somehow running an organization for black and indigenous people despite not being either of those things (she's Vietnamese, which is notably not black nor indigenous). We are told Adam is a ruthless, cutthroat professor but never really shown that. He's just there to bounce off Olive's increasingly #quirky personality. The side characters even felt like copy/paste versions of Olive, which made the whole experience worse.

Not to mention one of the lines, walk with the confidence of a straight white man, is literally stolen from a 2012 tumblr post about the murder walk. I have not seen a single person mention this. Do we forget our roots? Something about repeating history...

Anyway, this book was bad, over-hyped, and just overall boring. I don't read romances so my only baseline is Clockwork Heart by Dru Pagliassotti which was published in 2008. That book is far from perfect but it at least had an interesting world and heroine who did things instead of just letting things happen to her, and it was a fun read. I finished that book in less than a month and it took me three months to read the Love Hypothesis.

TL;DR this book was shit the characters were flat the plot was almost non-existant and Olive was one of the worst heroines in a book I've ever read. 0/10.

#shay speaks #book review #bookblr #booktok #the love hypothesis #this book was so frustrating to read at how stupid the characters were #nothing made sense!!!! plot points could have been resolved much quicker than they were!!!!!#olive is made of glass bones and paper skin and gets blown over by a stiff breeze #adam is a brick shithouse bc good lord ali would not let us forget how BIG he is. it's mentioned literally every page #i wish i was joking it got so annoying so quickly #adam carlson is not the next mr darcy the love hypothesis and pride and prejudice are not comparable #that would require tlh to have a plot. and compelling characters. neither of which it will never have #should i start doing more book reviews? idk its kinda fun but im not a very fast reader

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