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#fic: slow and steady
yoonia · 7 months
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Omg it might irritate you at this point but I just can't help it. I just read slow and steady after a year. I first read it back in 2022. And now, I can't help but feel the same I felt back then. It hurts like a bitch. On top of that, I am on my periods and my hormones are everywhere jumbled. Dia, I am begging you, please, not to pressure you, but just please I need a second part of it. I am so fucking sad and mad. Why a ff is fucking with my brain so much. Damn it!
You're not irritating at all!!
In fact, you made me happy knowing that you've returned to this story again after a long time T^T I'm sending you warm hugs and thick blankets for the emotional rollercoaster. I know it's a tough one to go through *sobs*
I talked about this recently, but yes, a second part of this story has been planned and partly plotted. I had to postpone it because the original fic collab that was meant to make it happen has been either put on hold or cancelled and I wasn't sure if anyone is still interested in it so I decided to focus on my other WIPs first. Below is a sneak peek of the next instalment:
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I have two JK fics that have been commissioned that I have to finish first. But I might be able to get into this once those two are out :)
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shaykai · 6 months
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Durgetash doodle based off of a fic I’m writing
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daffi-990 · 3 months
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Tease Tidbit Tuesday
Tagged by @nmcggg. Thank you for the tag xx mwah. Make sure to check out what they shared!
More from Rival Firefighter 🚒 today. Y’all can thank James (@diazsdimples) for this snippet as he’s the one that inspired it with a comment about Eddie humming the Spider-Man theme while climbing the ferris wheel. I thought it was too good to pass up haha. So thanks James, this one’s for you 😘
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As they climb, Eddie begins to hum the Spider-Man theme song to himself. Humming is something he’s recently started doing when he’s trying to concentrate on a specific task and not get distracted by, say, how high in the air they are or how fast a patient is bleeding out. And thanks to Chris’s superhero kick and well, the climbing, Spider-Man is the first thing that comes to mind.
He blames Buck entirely for the new habit. Work side by side with someone long enough and you’re bound to pick up some of their habits. Eddie’s just glad it’s humming and not chewing gum or becoming a walking encyclopedia of random facts. He’ll leave the second one to Buck thank you very much (Eddie doesn’t think he’d be anywhere near as endearing as Buck when talking about the different kinds of plant flora found in the Himalayas. They can be broadly classified into four types, in case you were wondering).
“Are you- are you humming the Spider-Man theme song?”
“What? No.” Eddie scoffs but Lena shoots him a look that says she doesn’t believe him one bit. “Okay fine. Yes I am. It- it helps me concentrate.” Eddie feels his cheeks heat in embarrassment as Lena stifles a laugh. He does his best to glare at her but there’s no real heat behind it. “Shut up.”
Lena does laugh then, a warm hearty thing that has her eyes crinkling in amusement and a smile already stretching across Eddie’s face.
He knows that the people they’re on their way to rescue may be judging them, two firefighters in the middle of a natural disaster laughing and smiling like the world isn’t crumbling around them. But this is how they get through the tough days, by finding little bits of hope, joy and happiness and embracing them. And if making dumb jokes and laughing about it helps them keep their minds off of the fact that the structure they’re currently climbing up could collapse into the ocean at any second, well then they’re going to make dumb jokes and laugh.
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distortedclouds · 1 month
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Sorry
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saltynametag · 3 months
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Another Angus Fic WIP Sneak Peek
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uniasus · 2 months
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Oh hey, that really long smutty Puzzleshipping one-shot I've been rambling about is done! (I didn't get a beta, I was impatient)
Included in this fic, aside from some alone time, is:
Yami freaking out about what his room might actually be
Dark Magician holding secrets
Angst, scars, and magical summoning of....items
Yami being a poetic sap
Yugi not being shy about asking for what he wants
...when he's allowed
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kmackatie · 1 year
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it's been a while since I've posted something, but since it's Wednesday (somewhere), here's a little WIP Wednesday for what is affectionately called evilgast2 (this is your warning for nsfw under the cut):
“Ermendrud,” gasps Thelyss, voice strained with an attempt at control.
“Your mental walls are shockingly woeful and inadequate, sweetheart,” croons Bren, fingers squeezing around Thelyss’ hips and shifting his grip slightly. He doesn’t stop moving. “How have you survived this long without getting caught?”
Bren catches a flash of annoyance, of a desire to throw him across the room in a flash of power, catches how often does he do this and he chuckles, low and heady before pressing his lips to the nape of Thelyss’ neck. His lips quirk into a smile.
“I’ll give you the answer to that one if you surrender.”
Thelyss’ breath is coming in rapid inhales of air, his hands white-knuckled against the desk, and Bren leans forward to take one pointed ear into his mouth. The noise that drops from Thelyss’ mouth is filthy, a short burst of Undercommon that Bren can’t quite follow, and his whole body goes taut.
A moment later, Thelyss is spilling, hot spurts of cum flow down over Bren’s fingers and across the desk as he strokes him through it, his teeth continue to tug and nibble along Thelyss’ sensitive lobe even as he twitches and tries to draw away.
A smug hum makes itself known in Bren’s chest and he doesn’t stop himself from vocalising the chuckle that follows.
“There we go,” says Bren, his fingertips shifting up Thelyss’ side slightly before nudging around to his front. It causes Thelyss to move backward, to bump into his cock, and Bren groans and can’t help the slight hitch of his hips. He’s still hard, and he has plans before he will find his own relief. “Mm. Do you really want to know?”
Thelyss is panting before him, his chest moving where it rests against Bren, and he says nothing as he slowly unwarps his fingers from the edge of his desk. It’s an impressive bit of furniture, some form of dark wood with a purple vein through polished into a dull shine, quills stacked in ordered rows and multiple bottles of ink built into one end. Half-open books have been pushed to the side, sheets covered in Thelyss’ precise hand show progress on spells though Bren hasn’t gotten a good enough look to identify anything. Thelyss’ entire study is impressive, shelves lining the curved walls while a spelled pentagram is inlaid into the floor—a perfect container for experimentation. Thick velvet curtains are drawn across what Bren guesses is a view out to Rosohna. 
It would be a stunning view of the perpetual twilight if it was open, but it’s probably for the best that it’s closed since he isn’t entirely meant to be here.
“Yes.” 
Bren’s thoughts are drawn back to the drow before him, the shaking inky-violet hand that briefly touches his own before lifting to wipe at Thelyss’ forehead.
“Hmm?” With a final lazy stroke, Bren lets go of Thelyss’ cock and raises his hand, resting his chin on Thelyss’ shoulder to peer over at the mess coating it. Before he can do anything, Thelyss is already flicking through somatics he’s familiar with and Bren tsks. “Really, Thelyss?”
Bren presses his lips to Thelyss’ cheek, just to see if he can. He doesn’t immediately draw away. Interesting.
“I have no doubts you’ll get your mouth on me eventually,” says Thelyss, his usual night-whisper voice just a little haggard. Bren smirks. “Play then, I’m sure the one who holds your leash taught you patience. How often?”
Ah, right.
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schneiderenjoyer · 3 months
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Man, the first month of the new year hasn't been kind to my writing productivity, huh.
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kxokiemonster · 2 years
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“Look at them: dumb and dumber,” Regulus announced with a smile.
”Reg?” Evan called, not believing his own eyes.
Regulus felt like he was breathing after being drowning for too long. He was finally alive. He hadn’t felt like that in two years. Seeing Remus or James had appeased his heart, but seeing his bests friends was a completely new sensation.
Barty and Evan were a part of him. He couldn’t exist without the other two. Regulus didn’t know what being happy was without Evan’s arm around his shoulders and Barty laugh at some stupid joke. He hadn’t known sadness until he saw them crying. And he hadn’t felt death until he opened his eyes after the cave knowing he probably wouldn’t see neither of them again.
But now they were there. His eyes were running up and down both men trying to absorb their appearance which had change quite a bit in the last two years.
It didn’t surprise him when a hex was shot in his direction, dodging it with a move of his wand. The attacks didn’t stop, one after another kept coming in his direction. Regulus knew his friends well enough to see what their next moves were going to be, the only thing that prevented him from dying because not only they were fast, Barty and Evan were really good.
From the corner of his eye he could see Remus and James with a firm grip on their wands but he dismissed them with a gesture of his hand. It was his fight.
He spent a few more minutes in the duel until he saw his opening. “Expelliarmus!” he shouted. 
It was a stupid move. He knew the moment the word spilled from his mouth. Evan was good with wandless magic so he was still capable enough to hurt him and Barty was a force to reckon with.
“You’re going to die,” Barty promised and Regulus didn’t doubt his words for a second.
“Amicus ad aras”
Both Death Eaters stumbled, taken aback. “What did you just say?” Evan hissed, rage taking over his green eyes darkening them.
Regulus bent himself to pick the bottom of his trouser. He hissed when a burning hex got his hand. “Bloody idiots, I’m showing you,” he accused. He rolled the pant leg until his thigh was exposed, thanking his past self for not wearing something skinny. There, just above his right knee rested the words Amicus ad aras in fine lines. “We got them in fourth year after drinking half the cabinet in your dad’s office for my birthday,” he explained, his gaze never leaving Barty.
Evan patted his leg as if the words were directed to his own tattoo. “Barty did them with a rusty needle his mom used to sew with,” Evan chuckled at the memory.
“I’m still not sure how we didn’t get an infection,” Regulus let out half a smile.
“Because I cleaned the needle, you distrustful fuckers,” Barty complained althugh he was smiling
The three of them shared a look for a second before they started moving. Evan was the one who saw him first, but Barty was the one who got to hug him first. Remus, Sirius nor James looked too happy about it, but Regulus could only laugh as Barty almost knocked him with a hug.
Regulus buried his hands on Barty’s clothes, trying to remember every little detail: the smell of his hair, the weight of his hands on his waist, the sound of his laughter. He got about three seconds of a beautiful reunion before feeling the sharp stab of teeth trying to pierce his skin.
“Ow! Ow! He’s biting me! Evan, do something!” he yelled angry, ready to kick Barty, but the brunette was hugging him like an octopus so it was difficult to get rid of him.
James took a step forward, ready to hex Barty. Evan beat him to it, just grabbing Barty by the hair and yanking him until his face was far from Regulus’ neck. The Black touched his neck hesitant, not amused by the sight of blood. Nonetheless, the smile never left his face.
“Cass told me you went crazy. I didn’t know she meant crazy possessive, you little bitch,” he snarked with a smile.
Barty looked at him for a second before starting to laugh like a madman, who made the other two break laughing. The Marauders looked at them concerned, not knowing what to do.
“I told you his whole lot was just crazy,” Sirius murmured to James.
James nodded absently, admiring how Barty had fallen to his knees and was hugging Regulus by the hip, his head just hidden in the stomach of the Black, who was stroking his hair like it was a common occurrence. His eyes, however, were dark and ready to attack if Barty decided to bite him again. 
Evan, meanwhile, had opted to stand as close as he could to Regulus in fear he would disappear in any instant. To that, James could relate.
“Barty hexed four Death Eaters trying to find you. We had a handful of problems asking about you,” Evan started explaining.
“You never told us where you went,” Barty complained when Regulus started telling them his last two years.
“I died. Long story. That’s why I’ve come back. What I did worked and now I need your help”
Barty stood up quickly, frowning. “What are we going to do?”
“We are going to hex some more people, starting with the people that killed the McKinnons. After that,” he looked directly at Barty, a smile dancing on his lips, “you are going to become daddy’s perfect boy and get a job with him”
“You better be joking,” Barty sighed.
“I wish, But believe me, you are going to like where this ends”
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yoonia · 6 months
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Omg i just read your Jungkook ff ‘slow & steady’. It was so good yet so heart wrenching. I felt like my soul has been sucked out of my body *sobbing really hard* :(
I know its been years you have posted that ff and you have replied to many about deciding a part 2 of it but I wanna know like can we expect a timeline? Or you are just in thinking phase of writing it or not? Because its already been years.
Thank you for reading Slow & Steady!! I know it's a painful one, but I have to say that I genuinely loved writing that story so much <33
About the 2nd part...I can't remember if I ever talked about this anywhere before. So basically, I never really planned or thought about continuing the story since it was commissioned and the one who ordered the fic never came back with a new idea to continue it (some of them would do it if they want another part)
But then I joined a BTS fic collab that was supposed to happen between the end of last year to the early half of the year with "artist bangtan" theme and I remembered that I had an artist/painter Jungkook that I loved so much with readers asking for a part 2. I decided to submit the idea for that collab which later on made me plan out Sweet Little Lies as its 2nd part.
Anyway, due to unfortunate circumstances, the collab was cancelled before it was ever announced and I kinda forgot about the idea for a moment. Until people started asking about it again, and I was like...you know what, since I already have the story plotted and properly planned, so let's just make it happen instead of abandoning this lol
I don't have a definite timeline yet since after the collab was scrapped and then I got busy with moving to a new state and starting a new job, I had to shift around my writing schedule and started focusing on the ones with definite timelines (eg. my ongoing series, currently active fic collabs, and commissions). I'll definitely announce it with a teaser and add an estimate posting date on my wip/schedule post once I'm ready to focus on it. For now, I might just start adding stuff into the draft and go back to it sporadically until I know for sure when it's going to come out :)
a little spoiler, here's a quick reference of painter Jungkook that I'm using as inspiration
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(for those reading webtoons, this is a character from Go Away Romeo which is highly recommended to read!)
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sharkneto · 1 year
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How long do you think it should take between chapter uploads on Ao3?
As long as the author needs
#if i have a whole long fic written out i like to have something come out ~once a week#people don't have to wait too long between chapters and i get a steady drip of Validation lol#but thats not always the case - life happens. things have to be written and sometimes they dont cooperate#so that week is sometimes two sometimes a month sometimes three#and sometimes its a year or more for people#it's nice when fast chapters happen but fanfic writers are doing this for free and sometimes things just get in the way#pro tip? if youre missing a fic and it hasnt updated in a while and youre craving new content?#comment on it.#not a ''loved this when's the next chapter comin?'' comment#but write something you liked from the chapter - a moment some dialogue the feelings some part made you feel#if an author is struggling to finish something that little reminder that people like it and *why* can be *huge*#as time stretches on and interactions slow to a trickle it's really easy to get disheartened about finishing#''no one is reading it anyway its been so long I'm not good at writing anymore i dont remember what i was doing with this''#so give your favorite authors some specific love and that might just kick things into gear#idc if its been a month or three years - i almost guarantee the author will still get your love even if its been years#and you don't know what their life is like - maybe that comment is just what they need to sit down and finish it up#sharkneto speaks#ask response#ficblogging
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dyed-red · 1 year
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i just want to say i love everything you write so much!!!! so excited for maybe more desiderata <3
thank you, nonnie! :D
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daffi-990 · 3 months
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Seven(ish) Sentence Sunday
Tagged by the ever wonderful and talented @diazsdimples
I spent the morning skimming through the end half of 3x02 Sink or Swim and tip tap typing away at Chapter Eight of Rival Firefighters 🚒. Excited that I’m up to the tsunami, but also a bit overwhelmed for what I have to write for this chapter because I really want my vision to translate properly to paper (or well, screen in this case. Or word document? Idk but y’all know what I mean ). I’ll just keep typing away and hopefully it’ll all come together and if not … well that’s what editing is for 😅.
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Eddie had no idea what to expect as the 118 drove towards the scene of the tsunami.
Being a firefighter he’d seen his fair share of disasters, but as they arrived on scene, his heart sank at the sight of the destruction.
The ocean had swallowed up the once bustling city of Los Angeles, leaving behind only ruin and sorrow in its wake. The streets were flooded, people desperately searching amidst the water and debris for their loved ones. The smell of saltwater lingered in the air and if you closed your eyes, for a moment you could almost pretend you were at the beach, until the anguished cries of the people of Los Angeles echoed around you.
Eddie and the rest of the 118 unload from the engine and make their way into the flooded city in rescue zodiac boats. Bobby and Eddie ride together in one boat with Anderson, Stover and Campbell, Hen and Chim with Smith, Calley and Rosen in the other.
As they move through the flooded streets, they check every single body they come across and tag them so that another team can come through and collect them, ensuring the bodies make it back to their loved ones. Every tag they leave weighs heavily on them, but they can’t let the weight drag them down. People are depending on them. They have to keep moving forward.
No pressure tagging: @thewolvesof1998 @spotsandsocks @hippolotamus @athenagranted @exhuastedpigeon @puppyboybuckley @wikiangela @wildlife4life @watchyourbuck @elvensorceress @eddiebabygirldiaz @evanbegins @rainbow-nerdss @rewritetheending @the-likesofus @try-set-me-on-fire @theotherbuckley @tizniz @prettyboybuckley @princessfbi @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @sibylsleaves @spagheddiediaz @devirnis @disasterbuckdiaz @fiona-fififi @fortheloveofbuddie @giddyupbuck @honestlydarkprincess @homerforsure @hoodie-buck @jeeyuns @jesuisici33 @steadfastsaturnsrings @king-buckley @lover-of-mine @ladydorian05 @loserdiaz @captain-hen @bekkachaos @nmcggg @monsterrae1 @malewifediaz and as always, anyone else who wants to share something -> consider this your official tag ❤️
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distortedclouds · 1 year
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A short one this time-
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stiles-o-dylan24 · 1 year
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stiles request that im 2 years late in writing and was hoping to post today just passed 8k atm and im still trying to finish the end scene that is just adding more words and not concluding like I want it too🙃 anywhoosers hopefully everyone on the taglist still wants to be tagged in my shit
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pinkpintolesbean · 9 months
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Chapters: 5/7 Fandom: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Gideon Nav/Harrowhark Nonagesimus, The Body | Alecto | The Girl in the Tomb/Harrowhark Nonagesimus Characters: Harrowhark Nonagesimus, Gideon Nav, Palamedes Sextus, Camilla Hect, Ianthe Tridentarius, The Body | Alecto | The Girl in the Tomb, Dulcinea Septimus Additional Tags: Breakup, beginning relationship, Griddlehark, Care Package, Friendship, Friends to Lovers, toxic ex, tw for weight loss, TW for past abuse, Consent, Colors, the world's longest sex scene, Patient Sex, Sexual Harassment in the Workplace, tw for ianthe, Office Romance, tw for past dubious consent, nona-less alecto, the bite at the end of nona though, a bumpy ride, buckle in because alecto is not a nice person in this fic, TW FOR PAST CHILD ABUSE, tw for past name-calling and slut-shaming, tw for sexual harassment, Depression, Anxiety, Paranoia, Trauma, Crying, Loneliness, tw for mild self-harm, tw for self-neglect, harrow-typical hallucinations, gideon dispenses hard-won relationship advice, there's a lot of projection in this chili's tonight, just processing our own trauma using the funny little guys from the books, Grade-A premium grassfed Gideon Nav word vomit, Like I’m talking top-shelf word vomit, Unrequited love (kinda), self-deprecation, Happy Ending, hope you brought totopos because this shit is cheesy, I am so sorry, alecto but her name is never specified, Mentions of Past Dubious Consent, Alecto without Nona, it's rough and i'm so sorry, Harrow "I knew I should have asked for GI Jane for xmas, Instead of Hollywood Hair Barbie" Nonagesimus, Modern office AU Summary:
Harrow's just been through the roughest breakup of her life, and moving on is proving just as agonizing as leaving. She's prepared to suffer, as she always has, but one particularly obnoxious colleague seems dead-set on getting her back on her feet—and showing her how love is truly meant to feel.
Note: Archive warnings didn't seem to apply, but this fic does feature some very toxic past relationships and current sexual harassment. Check the tags for more details, and feel free to skip this fic if it's not for you. Your mental health is far more important. <3
Chapter 5: Use Your Colors
"...if it gets to be too much, I want you to tell me, okay? Use your colors—do you know what that means?”
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