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ithinkwehitametaphor · 2 years

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Past / Present / Future

Warnings: tw terminal illness; death of a loved one Rating: nsfw

Chapter 9

“In love there are two things; bodies and words.” ― Joyce Carol Oates, Beautiful Days: Stories

You wake up in a strange room, in a strange bed. The dull winter sun has found a crack in the blinds and it tints Kaden’s face in a soft light. He is mere inches away from you. Only a small leap of faith and you could kiss him awake. But the moment is over before you have the chance to seize it because he opens his eyes.

Kaden takes in your presence, smiles and mumbles a drowsy “Morning, Honey Bee.”

“Good morning.”

It’s hard not to stare. His face is so familiar; the curve of his nose, the angle of his jaw bones – you know them by heart – and yet all of this is new. The taste of his lips still lingers vividly in your mind and so does the touch of his hands.

There’s a moment of prolonged silence before he finally asks, “What’s on your mind, Bee?”

“Kissing you,” you reply truthfully.

“Oh? And what’s stopping you?”

“Nothing. Absolutely nothing.”

That being said, you close the distance between the two of you and press your lips against his.

Kaden leans in without hesitation, drawn to the warmth of your body and the fervor of your mouth.

The softest moan escapes him as he deepens the kiss. Breathed into you, it tugs on your heartstrings, causes a yearning pain so exquisite; you can feel the excitement bubble up from within your chest.

You scoot closer and he draws you into his arms for more.

“Anouk…”

Kaden’s breath is hot in your ear. His lips travel along your cheek, down your throat and to the crevice of your neck where he grazes his teeth over your skin.

“Hmmm.”

You grab the hem of his shirt and tug on it, urging him to take it off.

“Are – you sure about this?” Kaden asks in-between kisses.

You nod. “Yeah. I am”

“Okay then.”

He moves away to sit up in bed and quickly pulls the shirt over his head.

You run your hands over his chest, carefully brush over each little freckle and beauty mark, reading the map of his body with your fingertips.

When you look up at his face again, you realize he’s just as mesmerized by the whole experience as you are.

Another leap of faith? Certainly.

You undress as well.

The disappointment you feared to see in Kaden last night is still nowhere to be found. He’s admiring you, lips parted in awe, then he reaches out for your hand to pull you into his lap.

You straddle his legs eagerly and he whispers into your ear, “You’re gorgeous, Anouk.”

It’s still a little embarrassing to hear such praises but you’re not afraid anymore.

With his face cupped in your hands, you draw him into another kiss, long and deep. This is your reply: your tongue meeting his, accompanied by a needy little noise.

Your chest is pressed firmly against him, bare skin on skin, as Kaden grinds up against you.

“I want you,” you hear yourself say.

And he wants you, too. You can feel it, sitting in his lap as you are.

Again, the question. A raspy, breathed, “Are you sure, Anouk?”

“Please.” You card your fingers through his hair, gently drag your nails over his shoulder blades. “I’m sure about you.”

Maybe it’s only the light of the morning sun but there’s a gleam in Kaden’s eyes that you haven’t seen since he won his first World Cup event.

“Anouk,” he leans close, “it has always been you.”

He nips on your throat once more and his breath tickles your skin. You can’t help but laugh.

“You think this is funny, hm?” Kaden chuckles. He playfully pushes you back into the cushions. “You think I’m joking?”

“No, no I don’t.” You smile at him. “Your lips tickle! Your stubble, too.”

“Whatever shall we do about that?” The mischief is palpable in his grin.

“Not a damn thing.”

“Yeah, I guess some things just can’t be helped.”

Kaden swoops down on you to nuzzle your neck. He only nibbles at first but eventually a love bite begins to bloom and he moves on.

“Kaden…”

“No time to talk Bee,” he replies. His voice is muffled against you as he applies himself to his new favorite task with fresh fervor.

You release a little whine when he moves down across your chest where his lips finally reach your breast. Meanwhile, his inquisitive fingers find a damp spot in your panties and rub your mound through the black cotton as he sucks a pert nipple into his mouth.

You moan loudly in surprise and immediately he sucks harder.

The mixture of pleasure and pain is maddening. Your hands come up, you need to hold on to something so you dig your fingers into his back.

Kaden releases your nipple to turn to the other breast. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he pants.

And wet. You’re so wet for him. Your panties are soaked and the touch of his hand through the fabric isn’t enough. Not nearly enough to satisfy the heat building up.

“I – I need more. Please…”

You can’t believe you’re saying this. You haven’t felt this kind of desire, this desperate urge to be with someone in so many years.

Kaden draws a circle around your left nipple with the tip of his tongue.

“Your wish is my command Queen Bee.”

His fingers hook under the waistband of your panties. To help him peel them off, you lift your ass off the bed.

For a moment he simply looks down at you and contemplates what to do next. You close your eyes under his hungry gaze.

Kaden’s hands gently part your legs. An avalanche of kisses along the insides of your thigh follows suit.

As you giggle and writhe under him, he intensifies his hold on you.

“You really need to stop squirming, Bee,” he mock-chides, “if you want more.”

“Then stop tickling me so damn much,” you laugh in reply.

“Mhm. Okay. Let’s try something else then.”

Shit, SHIT. Your eyes flutter open.

The kisses have stopped. Instead, Kaden drags his tongue along your pussy and darts the tip between your folds.

You grip the sheets with your hands. Long-drawn groans topple over your lips while he goes on to explore and taste your wetness.

Eventually, he settles on your clit, sucking it in his mouth.

“Kaaaden… Like that. Please…”

He grunts happily, satisfied he’s found what turns you on and keeps doing just that for the next few minutes.

It’s too much. It’s not enough. You’re going to come soon but you don’t want to. Not yet. Not. Yet.

“Fuck me,” you beg. “I need it. Need you right fucking now.”

His head comes up briefly and there is that cheeky grin again. “What was that?”

“You heard me. Don’t – ” Kaden’s tongue flicks over your swollen clit. “Aah… Don’t pretend you aren’t desperate for it as well.”

He hums under his breath. You’re right of course. He is desperate for you. His cock is rock hard, straining against its confines. There’s nothing more he wants than to be inside you.

Kaden shifts away but only to take off his boxer briefs.

Then he’s on top of you, presses his body against yours, kisses your lips hungrily. “I want you bad Anouk. Only you. Please, say it again,” he whispers.

“Fuck me, Kaden,” you breathe. “I need you.”

To make your point, you reach out and wrap your fingers around his cock. It’s an admirable girth, thick and swollen for you. Oh, it will feel divine, you know it.

Kaden groans. There’s no stopping. You help guide him between your folds and he slips right into your pussy.

Fuck. He’s so big and hits every bundle of nerves perfectly as he pushes deeper inside you.

Mewling softly, you wrap your legs around him until he fills you up completely.

Kaden starts to move, sets a slow and deliberate pace. His mouth finds yours again and he pushes his tongue past your lips.

The man is going to consume you whole. You want him to. You want to feel his weight on you, his dick inside you.

Heat builds up quickly in your stomach. With your clit worked up from before and his strokes becoming faster and more desperate, your climax is approaching fast.

You dig your fingernails into his back hard. “Kaden…you’re gonna make me come….”

He grunts and reaches between the two of you, fingers circling your sweet spot. “Want you to come on my cock,” he moans. “Need to feel you.”

Even if you wanted to, you couldn’t stop the cascade anymore. A bit more pressure from his fingers, another hard stroke of his cock inside your pussy and you know it’s coming. It’s too much.

Your muscles clench around him hard as you climax.

Kaden didn’t think anything could be this amazing. He didn’t think it would push him over the edge like this to feel your orgasm.

For a split second he struggles but your legs keep him in place as you ride out your own high.

“Don’t,” you pant. “Don’t pull out.”

It’s to late anyways. Kaden can’t hold back any longer either. He desperately groans your name when his cock twitches inside you, filling you up with hot cum.

“Bee,” he whispers. “Anouk…”

You keep your arms and legs locked around Kaden, seek out his mouth for lazy kisses which he happily returns. Both of you are heaving – sweaty and flushed from the exertion. His cum is warm inside and you want to keep his cock in your pussy like this forever. You want him to be yours. Yours alone.

“Are you okay?” Kaden asks after a while. He smiles down at you and brushes a strand of hair from your forehead.

“Mhmmm.”

“Need to get up?”

“Not yet,” you whisper.

“Okay.”

Kaden covers your neck in little kisses. He takes a deep breath to inhale your scent. You smell of sex, and he loves it. Loves you. The words are on his lips but he swallows them down for now. He wraps his arms around you and turns on his back, taking you with him until you’re on top of him.

You feel his limp cock slip out of you and make a dissatisfied little noise.

“Not done yet?” he quips.

“It just felt so nice,” you mutter against his chest. “You don’t have to worry, you know. I’m on contraceptives…” you add.

He nods. “I’m sorry I didn’t ask before. It’s just, I usually don’t… and I didn’t expect us to… I didn’t think you’d want to. I mean – I hoped. Fuck...”

Kaden gives you an apologetic look and scratches his head.

You laugh softly. “I didn’t know I wanted to until it happened. I didn’t know how much I needed you. Us. How much I needed us.” You draw little circles on his chest with your fingertips.

“Is this a thing – you and me? Can it be?” His voice trembles. You’ve rarely heard this kind of vulnerability in it before. It seems that for a split-second you stripped him of the usual overbearing display of confidence once more.

You look up, meet Kaden’s gaze. It pleads with you – but it also demands an answer.

“Yes.”

There it is, that sweet grin. His hands come up to caress your face and he tugs you into a kiss that pulls you in and under. It’s a different kind of hunger than before. If anything, even needier, more intense.

Eventually, you come up gasping for air. “You have it that bad?” you whisper in awe.

“Always,” Kaden replies. He smiles. “Always that bad, Bee. There always was, there’ll always be a part of me that belongs to you alone.”

You practically throw yourself at him then. “Same.”

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8 - Chapter 9 - Chapter 10

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darianias · 8 months

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This song goes with like half of the Sanemi ships

My roommate/QPP shown it to me and it made me think of three ships off the top of my head but like overall it probably fits some more so I'm using a wiki's list lol. Also obviously reader or OC x Sanemi varies so I'm just not going to include it.

Song Fits

SaneGiyuu ( x Giyuu) like I think it's most obvious and literal with this one

MasaNemi (x Masachika Kumeno) this one is a bit more playful as they were friends but he was still tsuntsun with him lol)

SaneShino I think it could start off a little with this one esp if we take the route that the fall in love during/after the process of grieving Kanae. As I imagine younger, "spicier" Shinobu being protective over Kanae. 🤭 (also yes I do ship this in a aubof ours but it's a bit more complicated than that) So a bit of a mix of Povs I feel. But probably but heads a little bit he still cares for her be it romantically (in this case) or platonically

SabiSane like they'd have beef at first due to Giyu, probably until Sanemi learns that Giyu isn't stuck up and is just depressed and possibly neurodivergent lol (ALL under the STRICT context that Sabito survived and they met, and Sabito is as old as/around the same age as Giyu, as I love Sabito lived aus. As otherwise 🤨🚔🚨)

Doesn't fit

SaneKana he's way too soft and flustery and he obviously doesn't hate her, he's much more minimally tsuntsun about her I feel.

Obasane like they're canonically besties. So that's something against it, plus it's Obanai so oof.

Shinazuren like, no one there hates him, it's canon, he is a bit tsuntsun about it but he's still calm and openly respectful towards him.

Himesane didn't know this ship exists with a name (as this is the Internet all ships exist somewhere 😳) but they're both consenting adults and not that huge of an age gap. But I feel like he normally respects him openly already.

(I don't ship all of these myself, I can and will multiship but I mainly ship sanekana or Sanemi x reader/oc aka myself or my roommate as we both simp for him lol also SaneShino under strict au stuff. Like in our Au there are two Sanemi thanks to time-space shenanigans so each Kocho sister gets one lol not that I'm against the more normal option)

Anyway thank you for coming to my TED Talk 😌

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sith-kenobi-simp · 4 years

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I recently started writing this fan fiction and I’m trying to get more readers! It’s Obi-Wan x oc. I’m super proud of it and I want some critiques and input!! :) New chapters go up every other day.

The story follows a Jedi Knight, Kaden, who grew up with Obi Wan. After she is rescued from her three year capture with the separatists, the two find it harder and harder to follow the Jedi Code.

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ithinkwehitametaphor · 7 months

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Past / Present / Future

Warnings: tw terminal illness; death of a loved one

Chapter 10

“Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting.” ― Cormac McCarthy, All the Pretty Horses

Your body convulses as you dry heave into the toilet bowl. The words keep ringing in your ears. “Treatment not effective.” Your breakfast is already swimming in the murky waters but you still feel physically sick. “Months at best.” That’s what she said.

Someone knocks on the toilet stall.

“Bee? You in there?”

“No.” You pause. “This is the ladies room. You’re not supposed to come in here.”

“Yeah. I don’t care,” Kaden replies. “I’m worried about you. If it were the Queen’s bedroom, I’d still come in.”

You snort, knowing full well he would.

“Bee. Don’t make me break down the door, please. I’d hate to be on the news all over again.”

Damn the man. Why does he care so much?

You wipe your nose on your sleeve and unlock the bathroom stall.

“I give up. There’s no way to get rid of you…”

“No, there isn’t,” he confirms before you fall into his arms.

And Kaden catches you. He always will.

“She’s going to die,” you sob. “I thought there was more time.” Your voice climbs higher to a wailing noise. “I thought there was more time.”

“I know Bee. I know.”

What happens next is all blurry in your memory.

Kaden somehow gets you out of the bathroom and out of the hospital into the parking lot. You stumble through the snow, eyes teared up, the cold freezes your face until it hurts but he’s right beside you, keeps you steady.

The car door opens for you.

“I’m going to drive.”

“How’d you get the keys?”

“Out of your coat pocket just now, Bee.”

“Right. Right.”

You frantically wipe away tears from your eyes but they just keep coming.

“Here, sit down.” Kaden guides you into the passenger seat. “Take this,” he says and gives you a handkerchief. “We’ll go home and get you cleaned up. I’ll make you some tea. We’ll come back for visiting hours first thing this afternoon. We come back every minute of every day if you want. I’ll do whatever you need me to do.”

Eventually, he runs out of words and you look up at him through the haze of tears. “Can I stay at your place?”

He nods, “Of course you can. Whatever you need, Bee.” Kaden leans down to kiss your brow.

“I love you.”

Just this morning he had cautiously kept these specific words to himself. Now he just blurts them out. As if that could ever be enough in a situation like this. As if he could spread the fact all over the hurt like a bandage. He knows it’s dumb. But he does – love you.

Through the pain, the tiniest smile fights its way to the corners of your mouth. “Idiot.”

“I guess I deserve that.”

“I love you, too,” you mumble. Your dark eyes seek his. “Please get me home now. I want you to hold me and to never let go.”

At least you didn’t break down in front of your mother. Only once you’d left her room did you fully realize what the doctor had said. Now you’re sitting in Kaden’s living room with a hot mug of tea in your frozen hands. You’re still shaking a little but just knowing someone’s going to go through this with you helps.

“What am I going to do now?” you say to no one specifically.

Kaden scoots a bit closer on the couch. “Spend time with her. Spend as much time with her as you can. At least that’s what I suggest.”

He gives you a worried look. “I don’t know what else to tell you.”

“I know. It’s okay. You don’t have to. You’re doing more than enough.”

You take a sip of tea and put the mug down on the table. Then you snuggle up in Kaden’s arms.

He clears his throat. “My offer still stands, you know. If you want me to – if you need me – I can stay here. I don’t have to go to this stupid world cup. I can stay here with you.”

“No. No, that wouldn’t be right,” you mumble. “I’d feel bad about that… Please. You gotta do what’s right for you.”

“Mhmmm,” he hums softly, pulling you closer. “I got training this afternoon. But I can bring you to the hospital and get you in the evening. That good?”

“You don’t have to.”

“No but I want to. I want to help. I’ll come get you in the evening and we’ll just order more take out or whatever. Watch a movie. Sleep. I don’t know. Just you and me.”

You nod. “That sounds nice. Yes. Let’s do that.”

For a moment there is silence between the two of you.

“Kaden?”

“Yes?”

“I already miss her.”

“I know, Bee.”

* And this is how it’s going to be for the next four weeks. Kaden goes to training. He brings you to the hospital and fetches you after. You spend every night together. He’s your anchor in this storm of conflicting feelings.

Your mom seems strangely serene in contrast now that the verdict has been spoken by the doctors. It pains you to see her so sick. But you visit her nonetheless. Kaden is right. You want to spend as much time with her as possible. Even if it hurts sometimes.

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8 - Chapter 9 - Chapter 10

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#kaden russell #two/one #boyd holbrook #kaden #two one #kaden russell x female!reader #kaden russel x you #kaden russell x reader oc #past present future #my writing

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ithinkwehitametaphor · 3 years

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Kaden & Anouk - Past

Past / Present / Future

Past / Present / Future - Masterlist

#boyd holbrook #kaden russell #kaden russell x f!reader #two one #past present future #kaden visuals #by yours truly #anouk gilbert #oc

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ithinkwehitametaphor · 3 years

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Past / Present / Future ~ Masterlist

Art by the amazing songsformonkeys

Past/Present/Future

[Chapter One / words: 1197 / ]

[Chapter Two / words: 1697 / ]

[Chapter Three / words: 1318 / ]

[Chapter Four / words: 2774 / ]

[Chapter Five / words: 2332 / ]

[Chapter Six / words: 2577 / ]

[Chapter Seven / words: 2397 / ]

[Chapter Eight / words: 4316 / ]

[Chapter Nine / words: 1970 / ]

[Chapter Ten / words: 883 / ]

tbc ...

Warnings: Terminal Illness, Death, NSFW, Sex

Read on AO3 for better accessibility here.

Prequels / Headcanons

Before / After: Prom [gifs / words: 164]

Song: cover of Elliott Smith's Thirteen by Lauren O'Connell

Anouk & Kaden Moodboard - Past

Visuals

Kaden Russell gifs from Two / One

Kaden vibes (Boyd Holbrook gifs, photos)

Anouk vibes (Faceclaim for Anouk: Roseanne Supernault)

Art

Miscellaneous

Music

Playlist on Spotify

Songs

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Headcanons

Quotes

Textposts

This is still a work in progress! :)

#kaden russell #boyd holbrook #two one #past present future #kaden russell x female!reader #two/one #kaden russell x female!oc #my writing #past present future masterlist #ppf masterlist

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ithinkwehitametaphor · 3 years

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Before / After

On prom night Kaden decided to ask Anouk out although they had a pact saying they both wouldn't go. She didn't answer her phone and wasn't home either when he came over. Her parents said she was staying with a friend for the night but that was a lie she had told them. Kaden looked for her in their usual spots but she was nowhere to be found. He spent the rest of the night walking about aimlessly, then went home. He never told anybody about this.

That night Anouk secretly stole her mother's car and just drove until she came to a city she had never been to before. She had food in a strange restaurant and saw a movie in an unfamiliar theater. She walked through unknown streets, and for one night Anouk pretended to be somebody else in a completely different life.

It was the first time she realized that running away didn't necessarily solve anything but could afford relief nevertheless.

Part of / prequel to:

Past / Present / Future

#boyd holbrook #kaden russell #anouk gilbert #past present future #my oc #kaden x f!reader #my writing #by yours truly #imagine #a prequel story to the fic I suppose

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ithinkwehitametaphor · 3 years

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Masterlist

Narcos

Javier x Narcos

Javi x female reader [short imagine / words: 458]

Javi x reader [smutty short / words: 202]

Javi x reader [soft, slightly spicy, death mention / words: 1015]

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Javi x Steve (Stavier)

High Maintenance [Finished work on AO3 / NSWF / for more warnings see tags on AO3 / current word count: 18,670] .

Border Lights [Ask inspired short / smutty / words: 548] .

No more Solo Action [Ask inspired short / smutty / words: 541]

[bits and pieces, brainstorming, gifs: #stavier]

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Steve Murphy x Reader

unmarried!Steve Murphy (Narcos) x female reader [inferred sexual harassment, cunnilingus, sex / words: 3799]

The Sandwich Chronicles (unmarried!Steve Murphy (Narcos) x female reader)

. [ Welcome Back - part one of ? / words: 2552] . [Hidden Treasure - part two of ? / words: 1511] . [Dinner for Two - part three of ? / words: 3113] . [Nightcap - part four of ? / words: 2703 / NSFW] . [Bliss - part five of ? / words: 1628 / NSFW] . [ Angel - part six of ? / words: 1447]

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Two/One:

Kaden Russell x Reader (OC)

Past/Present/Future

[Chapter One / words: 1197 / tw: terminal illness] .

[Chapter Two / words: 1697 / tw: terminal illness] .

[Chapter Three / words: 1318 / tw: terminal illness; death] .

[Chapter Four / words: 2774 / tw: terminal illness; death] .

[Chapter Five / words: 2332 / tw: terminal illness; death] .

[Chapter Six / words: 2577 / tw: terminal illness; death] .

[Chapter Seven / words: 2397 / tw: terminal illness; death] .

[Chapter Eight / words: 4316 / tw: terminal illness; death] .

[Chapter Nine / words: 1970 / tw: terminal illness; death; nsfw; sex] .

[Chapter Ten / words: 883 / tw: terminal illness; death]

Prequels / Moodboards / verse Related writing

Before / After: Prom [gifs / words: 164]

Masterlist (visuals, music, quotes, headcanons etc.)

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Fargo (Season 1):

Mr. Wrench x Mr. Numbers (Wrenchers)

Erstwhile [Concluded Prequel to Fargo Season 1 / canon rewrite / NSWF / for more warnings see tags on AO3 / words: 59,405]

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Drabbles, Headcanons, Prompts etc.

Narcos: Javier x Steve (Stavier)

Lights Out: Omar Assarian x Patrick ‘Lights’ Leary

Fargo (FX): Mr. Numbers x Mr. Wrench

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You can find these fics and a few more on AO3 as well: ithinkwehitametaphor

#stavier #wrenchers #steve murphy #javier peña #narcos #fargo #my writing #masterlist #kaden russell

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ithinkwehitametaphor · 3 years

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Writer’s Tag Game

Rules: Answer some or all of the questions below. Tag some of your writer friends. Enjoy!

Aw thank you for the tag @cheesybadgers !!😊😘

1. Link to your Masterlist: Here you go

2. Favorite and least favorite genres to write (angst/smut/fluff, etc.)

I love a good (un)healthy mix of angst/smut plus happy endings lol. Not a big fan of writing smut just for smut's sake. I like to read and write a little story around my sex scenes. 😁 I need a little build-up. :3 I don't like to write overly romantic, fluffy pieces. It's in the mix for me. :D

3. Favorite character to write for.

I don't know. I loved all the characters I've written for. I guess the one thing a character needs for me to be interesting is to be conflicted in some way, to be broken and damaged. I don't even mean that in a bad way. Everyone is imperfect and like to explore that. That being said, I love my boy Steve Murphy. .D

4. Which one of your works is your favorite?

Of the older ones it is certainly my 60k piece for the Wrenchers fandom (Fargo series): Erstwhile

Of the short pieces I like me some Steve Murphy: Slow Dancing :3

A story with a deeper personal meaning would be Past/Present/Future (Kaden Russell x female!Reader/OC)

5. Which one of your works was more popular than you thought it would be?

To be honest, I didn't think anyone would read my Javier x Steve stuff. So I have to say High Maintenance. It started as a 100% self-indulgent project.

6. Which one of your works is less popular than you thought it would be?

The thing is, I expect all of my writing to be wildly unpopular. So every like means the story is more popular than I thought it would be. 😭

7. Which of your works was the hardest to write? Why?

Erstwhile because I had never written anything as long and complex before. I was motivated but it was a struggle to maintain a coherent narrative. I'm sure that this fic could use another round of edits, too, because in retrospect I can see how I found my writing voice as the story progressed. So I think the first and last chapter were made by a quite different writer.

8. What is your favorite fanfic by someone else?

I have to admit I am not nearly reading as much as I used to or want to. I am sorry. It's a time issue but also a very big self-confidence issue. So I mostly ready short pieces on tumblr.

Here are stories and writers whose works I have greatly enjoyed.

I'm nostalgically attached to the first Wrenchers fanfic I ever read: Steam and Satisfaction by @ladydorian

I have greatly enjoyed The Run In (Quinn McKenna x female!reader) by @ionlyjoinedforboydholbrook I think it's the heated dynamic between Quinn and reader that gets me every time. :D

I'm also a fan of this little Immortal!Pero Au by@yespolkadotkitty

Please also check out these awesome writers: @songsformonkeys @cheesybadgers @absurdthirst @holbrook-boyd

No pressure tags: everyone who wants to do this! Go wild! :3

#my writing #games

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