#for the filth i have written

[johnslittlespoon]

dog coded bucky fic update btw <3

#also 5k words in and they finally kissed #everyone cheered! #dog coded bucky fic #genuinely thinking this rly is gonna have to be split into chapters atp like this is cooked LOL #i have so many scenes i want to include and i'm not even at half of them but already at 5k words #let alone the SMUT SCENES. where tf are those thousands of words of filth gonna fit #it's looking like a multi part fic yeah lmfao #either way i won't be posting it until it's fully written bc i don't trust myself to commit to chaptered things <3

[gucciwins]

Do Harry and bel sext? Share intimate pics? How does bel react to the scenes in dwd and MP? Is she jealous? Mad?

I screamed when I received this!!!!!! but yes let's discuss.

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Bel is an actress herself so knowing Harry had to do intimate scenes does not bother her. A tiny bit jealous knowing others have had the chance to kiss Harry but she knows it all acting, nothing like how he kisses her. But if anything I feel like she'd check in with Harry how he felt seeing those scenes? was he comfortable? when he shot those scenes how did he feel? overall Bel wants to make sure he's okay and liked how the movies turned out because she knows he's under a lot of pressure and ultimately just wants him to enjoy his movies coming out.

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as for sexting...I do think it's something that happens one night they're on the phone both relaxed and enjoying hearing the other's voice. (fair warning it gets steamy!!!!!)

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"Haven't seen you in so long, think I'm forgetting what you look like," Bel joked.

"You can watch my movie," Harry offers.

"Which one? Your five minute scene in Dunkirk or two minute scene as Eros," she teases.

"Haha."

"In all fairness, think we have access to videos of each other a fair amount." And it's true. Harry is able to pull out any device and play one of her movies while Bel can open up Instagram or Twitter and see endless videos of Harry from his endless run of shows.

"Send me a photo." Harry would request.

"We can just FaceTime."

"Not what I asked, is it baby?"

Bel could hear the chance in his tone and decided she very much wanted to play.

"A photo of what?"

"Your pretty face, please."

Always a gentleman.

She'd bring up her camera, smile innocently making sure her bare shoulder could be seen and before she could overthink what they were about to do she pressed send.

Bel hears the muttered fuck and knows Harry has received the photo.

"Pretty enough?"

"You're absolutely stunning," he'd breathed out.

"Gracias, amor."

She'd have to wait on a few seconds until his response came through. It was his lying in his large bed, hand in his hair and his bare chest on display and gosh how she wished she was with him so she could press kisses on those swallows she loved so much.

"H, baby. You're a dream."

They'd keep sending photos back in forth, Bel lost her shirt rather quickly leaving in only a pair of panties. Red. Harry's favorite, the one's he loved taking off her by biting the side and dragging them down her legs until he got to see what he wanted most, her wet, glistening pussy on display for him.

Harry would send one final photo, his hand inside his boxers clearly stroking his hard length. She did that and well she wanted to take care of it, even if they were oceans apart.

She'd lay back on her pillows, hand between her thighs as she rubbed her slickness around, moaning to Harry how she wished it was his hand. That she missed his touch, missed how he'd make her come over and over again until he had his fill.

"Miss your lips bruising my skin. Your hands caressing every inch of my body." Bel sighs as she slips a finger inside. "Miss how your cock filled me. Squeezed you tight as you thrust inside of me."

Harry whimpers, "Bel, baby."

"Oh, Harry, miss the weight of you on top of me," Bel moans as she rubs her clit bringing herself closer to coming.

"My love, miss my lips against yours," his breathing heavy, she can hear his breath hitch as he keeps teasing himself. " Miss how tight you feel around my cock. Miss the moans you let out as I push myself in you, as you take every inch of me, like the good girl you are."

"Fuck," she breathes out.

She missed that name.

Good girl.

Harry smirks, "that's right you're my good girl."

"Yes! I'm your good girl."

Their moans are all they can manage and they know they are both closing to coming.

"Come for me, Bel. Let me hear you."

"Harry, fuck! I love you," she breathes out as she rubs her clit letting her orgasm spread through her. She hears Harry yell her name and knows he came all over his chest. She can picture it perfectly and God she wishes she was there to clean him up.

Nothing is said as they both settle from their high. Loud breathing echos from their phones.

"Same time tomorrow?" Harry jokes.

Bel can't help the giggle that escapes her because she misses him. Misses his touch and laughing with him. Misses loving on him.

"I love you, H."

"I love you, darling Bel."

#filth under the read more be warned #harry styles #harry styles smut #I had not thought of this but they loveeee it #harry always sending photos half dressed. bel in her dressing room #not edited #I have not written smut in months!!!!!! #love on tour series

[thequeenofsarcaasm]

I love receiving compliments on my fanfics but I really wish I had more opportunities to turn them into full fledged conversations about what I wrote, why I wrote it the way I did and why it resonated with the reader. I know it’s greedy but I really like exchanging with people. Thought I understand how challenging it can be for certain folks to engage in conversations with people they don’t know like that, I can’t help but crave it. It does happen sometimes but I wish it happened much more often.

#I’m trying to make friends tbh #i made a few but it’s not enough #We already have so much in common so why aren’t we buddies? #you literally read 5000 words of filth written by me AND commented on it #i should be invited to your wedding

[ongreenergrasses]

DRAFT TWO DONE

#.txt #the behemoth #YEEHAW GIRLS anyway it’s been a batshit insane night and this story is going to live in my bones by the time i’m through with the next draft #like it doesn’t already live in my bones. idk man ik if i tell manyfacedmirror about the plot of this he’ll look at me and go. so this has #been living inside you since 2012 huh. and I’ll be like MAYBE SO #in another legendary manyfacedmirror moment btw. this is my best friend of 13 years. our friendship is a teenager. anyway I said hey bestie #manyfacedmirror I have written 150k and before I could say ANYTHING ELSE he was like well I know who that’s about. I was read for FILTH

[ashes-writing]

stranger things ● forever pt 3 ●  s. harrington

warnings

{ multi chapter } mentions of nightmares / trauma associated with what Steve's lived through + the way his absent parents fucked up with him, kept vague. reader has a 3 year old & was a teen mother, so mentions of reader having a past and her own not so great home life, 3 year old uses baby talk ( because your kid is still mastering the art of talking ), barb and robin + being queer in the 80's and everything that goes along with that, mentions of alcohol/smoking, kind of a slow burn?, angst oh my godddd, so much angst / internal angst.

reader/you are female + were born female; you have female parts. reader/you are also the cousin of robin buckley. reader/you have a 3 year old daughter named stevie + a very specific past/backstory and personality. this is another self indulgent thing and i'm not sorry about it at all.

word count + prev part

part two <- can be reached by clicking the bolded.

2407 words exactly.

summary

-- Robin nods, agreeing with you. Sinking to sit in the aisle with your back against the shelves, you laugh quietly. "I could love him, y’know?" you go quiet after admitting it. "If I wasn't so afraid and I didn't know already that he'd never be happy. That's why I can't really say much when he's around. Because if I get closer I know exactly what will happen. And i.. Stevie can't have the same childhood I did. Getting attached to people and then they're gone."

taglist + shoutouts

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@allelitesmut

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@slyisbehindyou

@spaceconveyor

@tbmunson - bestie.. babe. babessss. ilysm and i'm so glad you didn't talk me out of writing this one, idk what i'd do without youuuuu. have some awkward fluff hehe.

other links

masterlist ●  steve's masterlist ● about + rules

THREE

The water is suffocating, it's sucking him down and the harder he fights, the faster he sinks. As soon as he hears that all too familiar evil laugh, he goes slack. And he tells himself that it's not like it'll matter anyway but then the dream takes a turn. Sunlight streams down, breaking through dark water. Bringing laughter along with the bright light. 

And he's ascending but just as he's about to get a hand above the surface, a tendril snakes around his body, pulling him all the way down.

He wakes up in a cold sweat with the gentlest touch to his shoulder as you plead with him, "Steve. Cmon, Steve, wake up. Please?"  and he wishes that he could disappear as soon as he realizes that you've just seen the whole thing.

You pull your hand away because he's glaring. "Sorry, it's just..Nevermind. Nothing." your words die away because he sounded so scared and angry all at once and you are worried.

By the time Steve realizes how he must have looked at you, angry and glaring, you're wandering the aisle of the video store to try and find Robin  so the two of you could go to lunch together like you planned. 

You round the corner of the horror aisle and spot Robin stocking shelves.

"Is Steve okay?" you're asking because despite it being none of your business at all, you're worried about him and you do care about him. "He was having one hell of a nightmare just now, Robin..what exactly happened to him when you guys had to do all the stuff you had to?"

Steve starts to step out and apologize for the way he reacted to you gently trying to wake him up. But he hears you and Robin talking so he waits instead. And listens, even though he knows he shouldn't. 

"His nightmares sound.." you go quiet, shaking your head as Robin nods in agreement. "Yeah. Like yours. Now you see how I felt two nights ago."

"Sorry, I just.." you trail off, shaking your head. "I'm worried about him." And you take a deep breath. "How bad was it?"

"I don't know. He won't tell anyone. Not even me. But I'm worried too." Robin admits. "I want to get to know him, I mean Stevie, she never really gets close to anyone this quickly. And there's everything you've said about him, I just.." you take a shaky breath. 

"He doesn't hate you." Robin says it and you nod. "He's just really distant. With everyone and we're all trying not to let him pull away."

You nod. "I know how that goes."

Robin nods, agreeing with you. Sinking to sit in the aisle with your back against the shelves, you laugh quietly. "I could love him, y’know?" you go quiet after admitting it. "If I wasn't so afraid and I didn't know already that he'd never be happy. That's why I can't really say much when he's around. Because if I get closer I know exactly what will happen. And i.. Stevie can't have the same childhood I did. Getting attached to people and then they're gone."

You're staring at the chipping red polish on your nails and Robin speaks up quietly. " Yeah, I get it."

"But watching him go through that just now killed me. Guess cos I know what was happening because it happens to me too. And it's hard because I can't do anything." you lean your head back, resting it on the shelf behind it. " I could but I'm terrified of what I know will happen because everything I've been told or that I've seen out of that man is more than enough reason to make me want to love him."

"Yeah. I know how you feel. It's a different type of love for me, but I really do love him. Even when he's being a complete dingus. It's so hard not to push, to try and let him open up on his own about what happened in March."

Steve can barely hear the two of you back and forth in the end of the aisle but he does manage to hear the exact second you launch into a long ramble about how you could love him and it scares you and most importantly, how that’s exactly what’ll happen if you’re not careful and that's why you're a little quieter and distant around him and upon hearing you admit what you just have plus the little bit he overhears after it has him stepping out of sight, he has to pull himself together. And he feels bad, listening in on what you were both just talking about.

He leans against a  wall to pull himself together. He's trying to figure out what to do with what he's heard but he can't because the second he thinks he's come up with something, all he can hear are Vecna’s taunts. Reminders that sooner or later, you'd find better and leave. Vecna’s still in his mind now even though everything ended months ago.

But he's floored that you even feel that way and said all those things to begin with. And he's wishing he hadn't overheard because now, thanks to the fact that he's the best when it comes to getting in his own way lately, he has to live with what he knows. He has to live with it or he has to find a way to muster up the courage to do something.

He sees you and Robin up at the counter. Robin calls his name and his head snaps up.

"What?"

"C'mon, dingus. We’re going to the food court in Starcourt today because they finally opened the Wendy's stall."

Steve starts to object but he happens to find himself gazing up at you. And when he opens his mouth, the polite refusal he intended to give is not what comes.

,, if I have to blame anything I'm gonna blame her eyes. The way she just looked at me makes me think I'd do anything she wants. And I'm fucked."

"Yeah." Steve manages a smile and glances at the hand you're holding out as if you want to help him up. He grabs hold of your hand but pulls himself up, letting you think you did.

The three of you make your way out of the video store after he's flipped the sign to Closed and locked it down for the next hour.

"You wanna drive, Steve?" the question catches him by surprise and when he takes your keys from your hand, your hand closes around his. It's soft warmth and the way its so much smaller than his own has his breath hanging in his throat for a few seconds as he stares down at you. "I can." he finally answers, the two of you laughing quietly and making Robin smile to herself because of it.

"Hey, we can get our food and go to the park." you make the suggestion because somehow you just don't think Steve is up for dealing with loud noises and lots of people for very long. You know you could be wrong but after what's just happened -and knowing how you feel when the same happens to you, you care too much and you want him to feel relaxed. Safe. So that maybe he can come out of his own head a little.

"Maybe the ducks at that little pond won't try to ambush us like they did when we took Stevie for McDonalds the other day." Robin laughs softly and shakes her head as you laugh too and glance at Steve because he snickers quietly. "What happened?" he asks, gazing at you. A deep stare. You try to form words and at first they don't come. Finally, after staring back at him as he drives your car, you're able to answer. "She just wanted to share her fries and she wound up getting a huge flock. I think it scared her because she shrieked and took off, nearly knocked me and Robin over when she tried to climb both of us to hide."

"Oh no." Steve is laughing. You're laughing too and you don't seem to notice when your laughter dies away at the same time but Robin does. And she smiles to herself all over again.

CONTINUED

You're sitting on top of a picnic table, watching your cousin and Barb, the girl you suspect Robin has feelings for as you finish off your fries. You assumed that Steve might have wandered off, there were some teenagers playing basketball over at the basketball court so when he speaks up right beside you, it takes you by surprise and you nearly choke on a fry. Steve reacts quickly, strong hands hitting you on the back right between your shoulder blades until you cough up the piece of food.

"Sorry, I.. thought you heard me when I walked up." is uttered sincerely as he seats himself on the concrete tabletop close enough that your sides brush just barely. It's enough that you can feel the slow burn of a lazy white heat as it settles over you entirely. You shrug. "It's okay, i..I figured you were still over by the courts watching those kids play."

"One of 'em needs t' do something because their sexual tension is killing me." you mumble mostly to yourself and hope that it's low enough not to be heard. But Steve chuckles and takes a bite of his burger as he nods in their direction. "I told Robin just 't go for it. Screw everyone and everything else."

You nod. Steve is back to staring at rough and massive hands with the overwhelming urge to bring up what he overheard back at the video store but somehow he just barely stops himself.

There's ketchup right in the middle of his bottom lip and you're fixated on it. So much so that you lean in before you can stop yourself, dragging the pad of your thumb over the spot to remove it. He tenses up and you're assuming it's because he doesn't want to be touched so you mumble an apology and he wants to kick himself. 

Because he wasn't always like this. And if he were still King Steve, if he were totally unaffected by his parents, by Nancy, by Vecnas games in March, he'd have already laid it on real thick with you.

Especially when now, on top of all the other shit in his mind, he keeps hearing you tell Robin in that sexy dreamy little voice that you could love him if you weren't so afraid of what might happen if you let yourself.

,, its more than anyone has ever said and she barely knows you. Go for it. At least try." this is immediately countered with, ,, and then she'll actually do it and realize you're not enough or she can do better. Or you'll do too much and do it too fast and you'll lose her too. And Stevie. And it will kill you when that happens." 

"Thank you." you have to say something, the silence is thick and it's suffocating you as you sit beside him wanting so badly to be brave. To let go. See what happens. But knowing that you can't and you shouldn't because of it all goes to hell then you're no better than your own mom and you'll only hurt your little girl.

"For what?" Steve asks turning so that he's looking directly into your eyes. You smile. "For being so sweet to her, she doesnt.." you pause and rub the bridge of your nose, "it's always been just the two of us but she never meets a stranger and I." you pause to breathe. You ramble.

 Its cute to him. Also something he's used to because Robin does it often but he doesn't mind at all. 

"I always worry she's gonna meet a mean person. I don't want her sweetness destroyed." you go quiet. And somehow, despite not even hinting at it, Steve knows that when you say it that this is what happened to you when you were a kid.

Maybe it's why you're afraid to let go and love him now like you were hinting to Robin that you could back at Family Video.

,,  I can't just do nothing. I refuse to wake up in ten years and still be the same miserable and lonely bastard I am right now. Shutting down isn't gonna do anything but make everything worse.." he tries to bury the thought but it won't be buried. It is countered by the replay of everything Vecna's torment pointed out to him.

But.. it won't just go away.

"She's a sweet kid. I'd never do anything to hurt her." Steve looks you in the eyes as he says it and you can't help but feel pinned by warm brown eyes. And he isn't just looking at you, it's deeper somehow. It's a way nobody's ever looked at you before. You can't help but fidget, body on fire all over. You can't help but do the same right back.

"I know." you mumble quietly.

"I've uh…I've had a lot on my mind lately… if I've seemed like an asshole when you're around." Steve mumbles after a second or two. When he can finally form words again and he’s managed to pull himself out of your eyes.

"Yeah. It's totally fine. I get it." you answer and then you go quiet. “Me too.” you admit, taking a few fries into your mouth. Chewing thoughtfully. “Moving from Louisiana to Indiana was.. One hell of a nerve-wracking decision.” you laugh quietly, gazing over at him. ,, he smells so good.” the thought comes out of nowhere as the scent of his cologne fills your nose. 

"Wanna start over?" Steve asks, grinning at you. You laugh and nod. 

"I'm Steve Harrington." he introduces himself.

"I'm __ __. It's nice to meet you, Steve." You're staring hard at him and there isn't a damn thing you can do about it until the sudden appearance of Robin and Barb brings the two of you out of the lingering gaze.

Robin locks eyes with you and nods at him as if to urge you to go for it and you bite your lip, mouthing back that you need time. He does too. 

But the more you think about it, the more tempted you are.

#steve harrington #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington fanfiction #steve harrington fic #steve harrington imagines #steve the hair harrington #<- my writing ● steve harrington #<- warnings | nightmares mention - trauma ● reader has a kid ● see other warnings above #<- warning | female reader - female parts + appearance - afab ● buckley cousin!female reader with kid - personality/past and nicknames #fandom ( stranger things ) ● season ( post 4 - major past timeline changes + s4 changes ) ● character ( steve harrington ) #-- i already have part four written; will most likely post later because i have quiiiite a few updates to post today babes. #-- what does it say about me that i've already written filth for this but i'm trying to decide if i wanna post it or wait lmaoooo.

[lottiecrabie]

75blr wasn't prepared for a daddy kink fic from lottiecrabie, everyone would've died of hornyness

imagine linecook!au on steroids oh many would have been found dead i fear

#me thinking about the own filth i would have written: oh what could have been🤩🤩🤩 #linecook!au #ask

[moonlight-prose]

i need to get back to writing filthy ass fucking smut with javier peña.

#i have not written filth for that man in too long #it's really a crime #i should get on that in november #witch aunt talks✨

[the-lonelybarricade]

Hi I hope you had/have lovely day!! I'm here to say I'm on the edge of my seat and waiting for your feysand surprised pregnancy AU... I've been thinking about it since you teased us with it!!!

Also I love your fics so much. The first feysand fanfic I've ever read was yours and you have special place in my heart<3

Ahhh I'm so glad you're excited! I'm planning on having some of it ready for Feysand week! And I'm honored that the first feysand fic you read was mine 🥺 Hopefully I was a gateway to some of the really incredible, talented writers in this fandom!

#I was waiting to respond to this to be able to give you a snippet but so far all I have written is filth bahahaha

[fkinavocado]

been a hot minute since 4am caught me writing 🥹

#trying not to get my hopes up but this has been amazing #i rehashed almost all i'd written yesterday bc it was pure filth and with all due respect my DI babies have always been about the fluff too #and angst 😅 #so didn't exactly write it all down in one sitting like i used to but since i only kept parts of what i wrote yesterday i'm pleased with it

[thewriterowl]

So, uh...may not have one of my predicted updates ready for today...but... (shifty eyes) anyone up for some...dark Luke-cest with a side of daddy and Din??

#owl inbox #don't judge me #i have something written #it would be probably be added to the Fruitful collection #and it is filth #actually you should judge me

[leclercsbf]

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#🚩 #i always say i want to write filth but filth takes me ages to write #why must i stress over word choice. is it not enough just to fuck #i beat around the fucking (HA) bush and write like... 500 words in between 2hr breaks it’s insane #i don’t want to write. i want to have written

[butterbabyflapjack]

Just read the new chapter of Plaything and it is SO GOOD!! The way you wrote Danny was so hypnotic and intense! And I just love the way you've written the reader, both terrified and spiteful! Can't wait to see what the future holds for them both!

Thankyou sm!! I've been having fun making reader snarky and combative to the point of constantly tempting trouble 💕 maybe I just like it when Danny's angry 😏 hehhe I'm glad you like my take on him, sometimes I think I've gone overboard with his weirdness but I can't help myself. And though he's pretty insane already, things'll likely only get worse. The Danny POV chapters should be fun~

#spoiler: i think we have one more chapter of smut and then I'll FINALLY get to the memory loss stuff #how I've written this much filth without plot I'll never know #ghostface #plaything #ask flapjack #ghostface x you

[inkykeiji]

Hi Clari! It's the Japanese-speaking anon here. Is it possible to join the anon club? I wanted to use 説 this Kanji, because I remember one of the first times I talked to you I mentioned it literally has "older brother" in it, and also means to explain... which reminds me of Touya-nii. But if not, that's fine too!!

Also, I see you're super excited about FFXVI, which makes me so happy! I happen to work for Square Enix (which sounds so fake, I know, but seriously) so seeing you enjoying it makes me feel like, somehow, I'm able to give back to you in some way? I love love love your writing and it's a great feeling to give back through another art medium in a way that I hope affects you the same way that your writing affects me emotionally.

hi hi!! so lovely to hear from you again!! (´∀｀)♡

omg absolutely, of course you can join the anon club with that kanji!!! welcome to the club 🥳🥳 i’ll add you to the list! <3

I AMMMMM LITERALLY I LOVE IT SO SO SO MUCH the story has blown me away and clive has already become SUCH a comfort character for me, genuinely it’s an incredible game and i am so happy. i am also going absolutely feral for 28yr old joshua like,,, honestly i apologize for what you may see in coming weeks LMAO (*/ω＼*) tho i am making a final fantasy side blog so you may be able to spare yourself from my absolutely unhinged feralness for the rosfield brothers anD THEIR DADDY WHEW

wow that’s so flippin cool what!!!!!!! i’m totally jealous!!! holy shit that’s so insane i don’t even know what to say other than i’m so honoured to have you here and a massive thank you to everyone at square for delivering such a beautiful, emotional game. it truly is a masterpiece in every regard, it has made me sob and i’m not even done it yet. you guys did incredible and you should be so proud!!!

honestly i love clive as a character, i love his depth and his complexity and his HUMANITY. his struggles with ifrit and his struggles with accepting past mistakes is extremely relatable to so many people, and i feel like ifrit himself can be used as a metaphor for a lot of different things: everyone will interpret it differently and relate to it differently depending on who their are + their life experiences and background, and that’s one of my absolute favourite things about art. and it was done so beautifully with clive in that regard. i, for example, relate to it by seeing ifrit as a metaphor for mental illness; not for clive himself but for me, and that already has brought me such immense comfort. so yeah, this game has definitely affected me on a deep, deep emotional level <3 thank you so much, you are so so sweet and i am genuinely so glad (and also flattered!! wow!!!) to have you here with me!!

#hopefully my rambling above makes sense hahaha #i just feel like fantasy as a genre can be used as a metaphor for soooooo many different things depending on the story etc #but especially when the metaphor is some sort of uncontrollable monster within you #i think a *lot* of people can relate to that #or even thinking of your traumatic past as a monster #not that ifrit is a *monster* per se obv hahaha but you get what i mean #his presence can be interpreted in endless ways #and that’s only ONE aspect of this game!!!!!!! #i’m just super super character centered tbh like well written characters are of chief importance to me and they always trump narrative #so that’s why i’ve latched onto clive so much #but the story as a whole is absolutely beautiful (i spoiled the whole thing for myself bcoz i couldn’t wait HAHA) #anyway i am rambling again #i just have so much to say about this game #it’s gorgeous #your message made my day btw anon!!!!!! #this is sooooooo cool #but genuinely i apologize for the absolute filth i am going to write for these men #whew #please have a fantastic day and don’t forget to hydrated n stay safe!!!! #説.anon #clari gets mail

[non-un-topo]

Never before in my life have I so badly wanted to rip a book in half, eat it, shit it out, burn it, and sprinkle the ashes over some dog shit.

#look i keep an open mind for school texts. but this one..... this one pissed me off. #it's called The Book of Eve by Constance Beresford-Howe. I've written..... so many pages of notes for what I want to say on Thursday. #completely pointless book. absolutely infuriating and moot. ambivalent narrative that just contradicts itself----none of this on purpose. #it's literally not that deep or thought out. it's just shite. #like i love unreliable narrators. it could have been interesting and thought-provoking. but that wasn't intended at all. #also? it's painfully boring. painfully. i'm actually mad i wasted time reading it. #TO FILTH.

[nostalgia-tblr]

someone prod me with a stick later and tell me to write at least a few lines of that sylki porn. i mean fic. it's not porn, it's a deep and meaningful exploration of... something. I AM AN ARTISTE, OKAY??? I HAVE BLUE CHECKMARKS!!!

#possibly the issue is there's only like 5 lines of dialogue and i've written all of those already #dialogue is the easy bit god damnit why must there be descriptions and adjectives and all that OPPRESSIVE shit?? #but that one is next because i had A Plan where i didn't have to post too much filth next to other filth and there'd be like #semi-plot stuff in the middle? i was spacing out the filth #i keep forgetting to write though so feel free to poke me in the face and remind me thanks in advance #wait is every line of dialogue in this fic a lie?? can i pretend i did that on purpose as A Thing? #fic related

[padfootastic]

they claim they love sirius but it *always* turns out the one they really love is remus. it kinda makes me sad many people who love sirius and tell valid things about sirius and fight for him, like you, blindly stand by tall top sirius and get tortured with no reason. haven’t you noticed your friends don’t do like or reblog your posts about how the fandom demonizes sirius and makes remus an untouchable angel? because, that’s exactly what they want. small angel remus and his rich tank servant.

anon, i say this with all the fondness in my heart, why is this so dramatic 😭😭 i am ‘freely standing’ and am not oppressed or bothered in any way, promise. no one has to rb anything i say, especially if they don’t like it, and i won’t judge because i’m the pickiest person on tumblr, i assure u. there’s people who love sirius who’ve made points about him i don’t like and i’ve unfollowed/blocked for that—i’m unreasonable as fuck and i definitely don’t expect people who like remus to even interact with me, let alone my posts. i’m very pro-curating ur own positive space.

it’s funny u mention tall top sirius bc i haven’t even mentioned top/bottom positions so far because like, i’m usually more interested in his interpersonal dynamics and i get my smut needs fulfilled elsewhere lmao (also,,,,why would i form my opinions around r/s dynamics,,,that doesn’t make sense)

re ur other ask, i can’t publish it because you’ve mentioned a couple people (who, funnily, i don’t know. if that isn’t an indication of how choosy i am 🤷‍♀️) but u made points in it that i found interesting because i’ve had a completely different experience? i definitely think sirius’ character is butchered to make others’ look good (—i am not gonna rant about tags again, i am not gonna rant about tags—) but i haven’t seen it in the way u mentioned (which could be because i’ve stopped reading wolfstar unless it’s an author i *trust*).

in fact, one of the most annoying characterisations i’ve seen (and this is a problem i have with a lot of bottom harry in drarry too) is the stereotypical typecasting of short!bottom!sirius (and the tall!top!remus who becomes everything that his best friends are stripped of). the way sirius is written as a stupid damsel or a bratty princess who’ll shriek if his hair is out of place, or small and needing protection (either emotional or physical) bc he’s weak/incapable makes me wanna pull my hair out. it’s annoying bc sexual positions are not a personality indicator, but even more so bc sirius is butchered along the way too. nothing of his character remains until he’s just an OC or a caricature made to prop someone else. it was one of the biggest reasons i stopped reading the ship. the few r/s fics i read now don’t really have any smut in them.

anyway, all of that aside, we’re all playing in a fictional sandpit with actions figures, aren’t we? everyone’s gonna move and clash them differently, u just gotta decide which one u like 🙃

#look at me: the metaphor queen. #for all i shit on certain things ultimately i’ll still stand for everyone to bend a character the way they want #i’m sure i have opinions/characterisations that are horribly unpopular or flat out wrong lol #and i expect people’s interactions w me to be based on that. i still get shocked when someone likes/rbs something i say lol #i have zero expectations here my friend #coming to s/r dynamics #like i have nothing against bottom sirius that guy deserves to get railed to filth; but also like. u don’t have to change him for it ykno? #bottoms don’t need to be physically small or feminine or delicate i promise #we are trying to let go of cishet dynamics not replicate it #u can’t use top/bottom as closed boxes of of classification like astrology or type a/b ykno? #sirius is canonically so fucking badass?? he cares not for his hair or robes or food or anything when he’s on a mission #u don’t have to strip all that away just because u want him to be fucked lol #(see how i didn’t even rag on remus this time? growth) #i’m still not sure if these asks were like. genuine or trolling. #and someone out there will definitely have a laugh at my expense if these were a joke & i took them so seriously #but hey. i am a fool regardless so what does it matter. #hope u have a good day anon. i assure u there’s a lot of well written sirius-loving fics out there #(may i suggest the prongsfoot side of the internet? 😏) #we are *very* good to our boy #pen’s asks