#write your heart out

[thequeenofthewinter]

A Friendly Writing Reminder:

At the end of the day, writing is about the fun and the joy your story brings to you. NO ONE should be able to take that from you. Write whatever the hell you want and be proud of it.

#writing positivity #fanfiction #write your heart out #how writing a fic works

[charliemwrites]

Hey just popping in to say I really love your work, I've started writing small things here and there and your content helps give me inspo and helps remind me I don't have to write a giant novel. I can just write small things here and there. Thanks for sharing your work with us ❤️

Hi there!!! I’m so proud of you for getting into writing and I’m honored that my writing is partial inspiration!! Starting small is a great way to start, please keep going! ❤️❤️❤️

#asks #hell yes bean #write your heart out

[nipplelick]

i am always so surprised when i see a self-insert fic or imagine about the my chem guys and the tags are “dom/sub, bondage, orgasm denial, etc” and then it’s dom whoever and sub reader

huh?

youre telling me that you're capable of thinking about anything other than domming the fuck out of them???? bro. how. i do not understand.

#im not complaining #write your heart out #but we view the same blorbos in very different ways #and im a switch too! im not like a crazy dom or anything #but. theres something about them.

[theganymedes]

consistent work > perfect work.

… i often find myself procrastinating my oneshot ideas, or just throwing them out because i feel like my writing doesn’t turn out as amazing as i feel it could be… but honestly?

i forget that lots of practice (and total flop pieces) is what got me to this point (of like actually enjoying reading my own stuff and being able to re-read it, and still like it…)

so to anyone (else :/ ) out there who is struggling with feeling like their writing is just not good enough and has a buncha old drafts rotting away in their notes app somewhere… the more you put yourself out there (yes, i mean post your stuff) and write, (even if you think it’s garbage) the more you will advance, and learn to hone your personal writing skills/style.

love ya. *virtual hugs and kisses attacking you*

#literally just write and don’t think about it too much #the only thing you can do is get better #yes i am also talking to myself in this entire message #and no i’m not trying to say i’m like this crazy good writer #but i think this is good advice okay? #basically if you wanna write just write. and don’t compare your work to anyone else’s #you will develop your own writing style and be the best at it cause it’s yours. #again. im not saying my writing is all that and a bag of chips. #don’t come for me #write your heart out #writing advice #someone on this app is a future bestselling author #cup of jove

[lunakedibaby]

I'm in between loving excruciatingly, hopelessly that my heart bursts, yearning, each one of my being and body lighting up — and loving slowly and gracefully with a soft stroke on my head, resting my heart until I fall asleep in deep slumber, succumbed to the rhythm of what keeps me vulnerable.

In Between The Depths, Zeliha Gökce

#quoteoftheday #love poetry #love quotes #love poem #poetry community #poetry #poem #writers and poets #poetsandwriters #poemsaboutlove #female writers #writerslife #excerpt from a book i'll never write #write your heart out

[marieiswishingon-a-star]

If I was a Replicate - Blade Runner Story  part 3

 Alex kissed me on the head. "Does sex always feel like that" I asked him seriously. He smiled at me getting up from the couch "for some people" he said still naked.  he took me by hand and moved us off the couch he lead me to his shower.  He placed me in the middle of shower and closed the shower door he walked into the shower with me, pulling me into arms he kissed me passionately again. Separating us just enough Alex grabbed the soap from the dispenser and  started to soaping his chest and all over his body. Then he got more soap and ran soap all over my body. He pressed the button hot water came out of every hole around us even under our feet, soap washed off our bodies in seconds.

Alex helped me out of the shower and handed me a towel to dry off and got one for himself. We both went to his living room to get dressed. As Alex finished getting dressed, gray pants and long sleeve warm dark sweater dark shoes he and put on his black gun holster that carried two guns. I pulled on my underwear. I picked my, bra completely useless now. I put my bra in my jacket pocket. I finished dressing in my blue jeans and pink shirt socks and black boots. I had to double button my light grey fur lined coat to cover my chest, since I had no bra.

Alex in his kitchen he called to me "Coffee"? he asked me over his shoulder. "Yes" he turned on the coffee maker and placed two pieces of toast in the warmer. I love the smell of coffee. When the coffee was done he filled two a cups with coffee. He handed me a dark brown cup with a handle "Cream" I shook my head yes. He took a small carton from his refrigerator poured some cream in my coffee and his. He handed me a slice of warm buttered toast. I didn't look at Alex while eating, I made short work of finishing my food. I looking in his eyes was a wealth of emotion there. I couldn't speak. He smiled at me again. I smiled back at him. His face got serious I wondered what I did wrong for him to get so serious. "You're even more beautiful when you smile" he said to me. He grabbed his dark coat and hurried putting it on while walking to his front door. I placed my cup and plate down in the kitchen as he walked to his front door he stood waiting for me. He locked his door after me. I followed close be hide him in the parking structure I felt my cheeks get hot watching him walk. I'm I crushing on a human? This must be what it feels like to have feeling for someone. I felt warm inside. When a sharp pain hit me in the back hard out of no where, my world went dark.

I woke up looking down at a floor I didn’t recognize. “I must be in a sitting position facing down” I thought to myself. Bright red blood circled my suede black boots on the white floor. My jacket gone I ‘m naked from my waist up. I turned my head very slightly to the right a large movable silver tray sat right next to me. With very sharp ugly tools on it. I saw long metal knifes and rib openers sat on the tray also. I can hear someone sitting just be hide me moving on a metal chair with wheels as they moved back and forth. A women scream came from down the hall. Right then a very sharp blade tore through my back starting downward to my bottom. I held back my scream of pain as the metal knife tore down my back. I went into action fast I stood and slammed my right elbow into the man face be hide me. I turned to face him. A large man with dark hair dressed in a white doctor’s jacket screamed in pain as he held his nose. His blood gushed all over from is broken nose. He dropped the knife he used on me. I punched him hard in the face with my right fist he fell backward along with the metal chair he hit the floor hard screaming in pain. I knew I broke bones in his face. His eyes closed, it looked like he passed out. Being tall and slender you wouldn’t think I could pack a punch that hard. Tyrell l made sure I could defend myself if I needed to. 

I slowly moved to where are my clothes were laying across the room on the top metal table of this small operating room. My eyesight went from blurry back to clear the next. I could feel my blood starting to pour down my back. I picked up my gray jacket putting it on I buttoned it closed around me. 

Malcolm must have been watching this room he slammed the door open coming in the small room followed by two large men all of them dressed in black with guns pointed at me. Malcolm smiled an ugly terrible smile at me that didn’t reach his eyes he really had a cruel ugly face. watching me bleed made him happy. “Where are you going Mara”? Malcolm asked me as I cover my nose trying not to smell his foul odor. Looking astonished at him “Yes I know who you are” “You are valuable on the black market” he said to me. “I know You’re an older Replicant, I know Tyrell made you himself”. “There are so few of you left”. “Now that I have you, I’m not letting you go” Malcolm said pointing his gun at me. 

I looked around the room there was only one option. I ran right through the wall in front of mem then into the next room, then the next room. Alex was there slumped over in a chair passed out. He looked badly beaten, there was no time for me to look to see how bad. 

 I grabbed Alex before Malcolm came in the room. Covering him with my arm I realized just how heavily he is. He must be mostly muscle, I thought. I ran through the next wall into a room that was larger tha the others and what I saw would have made anyone physically ill. It looked like a large metal bath in the center of the room filled what looked like blood, human blood. I heard Malcolm. He was close be hide me I ran to the large window in the room I jumping out of the glass window of the brick building three stories high and landed on the street below with Alex. I realize I’m dirty blood with wall paster. My blood still ran down my back, although it had slowed down. 

I looked at Alex laying on the ground, he looks up at me through a very swollen eye and cut lip “Malcolm knows who and what you are” He whispered through swollen lips “If you don’t stop him now, he will find you again and finish the job’. “Mara” Alex said looking up at me with pleading eyes. ”Stop Malcolm for good”. I had a moment’s hesitation I’m a Replicant I thought. I could live hundred years or a hundred days what did it matter? I didn’t matter. I’m not human I don’t have a soul. “Hey” Alex said drawing my attention He saw the hesitate on my face. I looked at him “Don’t do that”. he said 

    I’ve never retired anyone before. I could hear Malcolm yelling my name looking out of the window above me. I looked up at Malcolm and he looked down at me in the light coming out and a horrible smell of blood room came from the open  window I jumped out of. The light flooded the alley I’m standing in. Even in the dark we saw each other clearly. I jumped on to the wall of the brick building claiming up 3 stories, lighting fast taking Malcolm by surprise. I jumped onto a metal pipe and grabbed Malcolm by his black shirt and threw him out of the window. He fell down the 3 flights down landing face first on a steel rod sticking up from the street it drove through his skull killing him instantly.  

Worried I picked up Alex and ran. Malcolm’s hired men didn’t give chase. I carried him to the hospital emergency room and handed him over to the doctor and nurses. They placed him on a gurney and started life saving measures on him. Before I left him, I saw Alex’s heartbeat on a monitor I knew I helped him in time. 

I walked away from the emergency room and went back to the other replicant girls I first hung out with when I was first made. They still had a hidden Wallace medic machine below the sex shops. I stripped down to nothing and quickly showered washing all of the dirt off me. The medic machine opened it looked like pure amber colored glass the machine was see through. I got in the machine and the lid closed. 

I closed my eyes while the machine door closed and healed the deep cuts in my back. When the machine started giving me blood about halfway through the blood transfusion a red light went off inside the medic machine. At least I was able sleep a few hours while the machine healed me.  I was lucky I still had all my organs. The machine only lasted a few hours when healing, then it automatically stopped. The lid slid open I had to get out of the machine. My time was up. I hoped my body would heal the rest. The girls gave me some clothes to wear. The clothes are not my style low cut shirt and really tight pants and heals but I was thankful to have something to wear. I brushed out my long golden hair and put it in a ponytail. I was happy to be clean, I felt better. I left my purse at Alex’s apartment, but I still had the keys to my apartment. I pulled my apartment keys from my dirty jeans pocket then threw the clothes in the trash. 

As I left the girls. As I walked by the sex shops. I realized the sex I had with Alex was the same, but I realized with him feelings were involved. 

I took the train back to my apartment. As I walked into my small apartment a large tiger stripped cat greeted me at the door. As I tried to her pick but her feeder went off and ran to eat. She’s an independent cat. She came and went has she pleases. I built her a small door in the window that allowed to come and go.

I took off the clothes the girls gave me. I felt I needed to shower one more time. Naked I went into my shower and closed the door. Soaping my whole body then I pushed the button. I got clean everywhere in seconds. I washed my hair.

After toweling off I went to my closet and got dressed in black underwear and bra. A pair of black jeans with a long red sweater and socks as I made breakfast all I could think of was Alex as I finished my oatmeal. It felt strange just leaving him. Malcolm was dead but how long would that last, how long before another man like him ruled the streets? I put on my tan boats and grabbed a red plastic rain coat putting it on. I brushed out my hair and left if long and grabbed my purse. Rushing out my door I locked the door. I pushed the button for the elevator, the doors opened. Bullets came at me I saw them coming out of the corner of my eye. It was the same men from Malcolm’s crew. Did they forget I am a Replicant? I can run faster than any man. I can run through walls. I ran into elevator just missing the bullets as the doors shut. As soon as the elevator opened on the lobby floor I ran as fast as I could through the back streets straight to the hospital. Alex was there he’s awake sitting up his wounds looked like they had healed. I stopped and looked close at his heart monitor. It was not functioning like a human. It’s...it’s beating twice as fast. Alex must not be fully human, he’s something else. I looked deeper into the lighted up scene of on the wall his heart was in a light buried deep in his heart and if you looked closely a number was branded on it. I stepped back it is a Wallace heart how could that be its not possible? Now I know why I’m draw to him ... we both a part of the Repliant world. I thought for a moment. He’s like me. I felt close to him. Alex looked up surprised to see me. I opened the window and stepped inside his room. There is no time to talk we needed to move. “Ok” he said looked at me knowing we need to go now. He got dressed. We walked fast through the hospital with our heads down. Alex reached out and held my hand. It comforted me. We walked outside straight to his vehicle. We got in his car the doors closed and before I could say anything he kissed me on the lips passionately using both of his hands he placed them on my cheeks he kissed me deeper. I sighed. He smiled at me moving away and putting the car in drive. We took off in his car and left Los Angeles together. Never looking back.

#blade runner 2049 #bladerunner #part 3 #sexy story time #write your heart out #writing #ryan gosling #for fun

[hose270]

“Write your heart out. “Never be ashamed of your subject, and of your passion for your subject.”

- Joyce Carol Oates, To a Young Writer

#write your heart out #writing advice #writing #Joyce Carol Oates #creative writing #poetry #she says three times in this essay #so maybe it's important or something #nanowrimo

[rapz-rites]

Requests

General

grumpy!guy x sunshine!reader, reader holds in negative emotions for too long and tries to kill themselves

Enemies to lover where their families are close

Character x reader, reader comforts character after a terrible day

Character x reader, character comforts reader after a traumatic event

TVDU

Character x werewitch!reader, reader is hiding what she is

Reader accidentally says incendia making all the burners in the chem lab go off. Bonnie stops the fires and tells reader she’s a witch and shows her the way, basically becoming her mentor

Mikaelson x reader, reader finds out a Mikaelson killed a close relative of theirs

DC

Batbro x magic!reader

Batbros finding out one of them has a s/o

Batboy x reader, reader dies during a mission

#requests #i have an idea #write your heart out

[opiumfortheppl]

Wrote this in 2019.

#my writing #original content #female writers #writers of tumblr #writing community #write it #write your heart out #creative writing #writing and writers

[sunraythroughtheclouds]

I hate sciences now but only thing that makes me want to work in NASA is moon. I am having a small walk outsider and I just stand under the moon and ask how it would be if I gould touch it. I think it is about its luminosity that makes me feel such attraction and not just me, people love moon for her intensity of light.

But those who have reaches the moon couldn't see beauty of it. I know no one goes on moon to see it's light cause we all know how sarl it's below the candle. And it leads me to another concept of life how distance makes you see certain factors and aspects of someone. How you can see somethings only when they are away from you. Yes, it's an amazing feeling to hold something in your hands and feeling like to never let it go, but the moon's shine is only when you are away from her. Till you can't get close to her, I hope y'all appreciate her shine from afar.

#tumblr #life #academia #poem #write your heart out #writers #write #moon #love #prose #poetry #thought #pictures

[thequeenofthewinter]

Throw some words on a page like you mean it, and show that alphabet soup who's boss.

#writing positivity #writing motivation #write your heart out

[beleaved]

why does my heart try to escape my chest every time i think of you?

just remembering the sound of your voice does it for me

this is going to kill me, isn’t it?

#love #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #spilled words #spilled love #love hurts #love poetry #bad timing #i love you #dark poetry #wrong timing #i miss you #love academia #dark acamedia #heartbreak #heartbroken #its complicated #love poem #write your heart out #writing therapy #unrequited love #sad #sad poem #sad thoughts

[artimea]

Aight so this was a writing challenge one of my friends came up with it and I’d thought I’d share it and my own response!

@rubearcreations is the creator! Go check her out! :D

WRITING CHALLENGE:

Write about a hero who faces the most terrible, tragic, angsty fate possible... EXCEPT NO ONE DIES. Not the villain, not the side heroes, not even the background characters. NO. ONE.

Feel free to write your own :D

Mine will be under the keep reading

CW. TW. Dark theme, Existentialism, implied unalive. As the challenge says, it’s quite angsty so please be warned.

I see them. Hanging, floating, suspended. My stomach churns as a scream builds in my throat.

I see their legs kicking, their bodies unconsciously searching for leverage or a surface of any kind. We drift in the abyss. Comms are down and the explosion pushed us apart. With any point of reference we would be speeding perilously at an unchanging velocity. But the void is unforgiving, it will not give us reference or substance. It’s will not give us peace.

I scream, I scream because no one can hear me. I scream because no one will ever hear me. I scream till my voice breaks and I taste blood.

No one is coming, humanity will never reach us. Our reward for saving our race being the icy hands of deep space. Living out the rest of our natural lives waiting for a nonexistent rescue. No contact and no hope.

I reach up to my helmet, attempting to wrench it off. It does not budge. I rip and tear at the oxygen tubes of my suit. They stay stubbornly attached to my chest. A wet sob gurgles up from my damaged throat.

Existential dread is an understatement when confronted with expanding infinity.

My throat burns and my wet face begins to fog up my visor.

I close my eyes knowing nothing will change if I open them.

I keep them that way.

#writing challenge #writing practice #writing prompt #writers of tumblr #angst #sad writing #text post #keep reading #write your heart out #angst prompt #calling all writers #have fun

[littlegirlwithanencylopedia]

Ocean girl

Little girl there, you go amidst the blues of the sea and browns of the grainy land, where your soul finds the peace you seek; from your monotonous life Of the crowd's advice and judgments To free yourself from the invisible vines of the society Where you can breathe the salt in the air And feel the lands welcoming your feet the grains holding you still hugging your sole And the winds welcoming your playing in your hair And you step out of your dreamland with the seagulls saying " the day is bright and joyous open; your eyes and play with the waves." " And forget your worries that you got back home." Caz you know you have always been an Ocean's daughter, grew; up watching the adventures of the mermaid Ariel And dreaming of the prince who's walking by the sealine holding you close And would not leave your side At times of the craziest sea storms and rumbling seashore with gushing waves and loud cries of the sea lives But would grab you in arms and whisper in your ear, " Baby, it's alright... I am right by your side, and would be here always and forever..' Which makes your lips turn towards the sky And a tiny tear leaves your eye and your feel like you are alive Take me back to the ocean, where I find myself again... -Kesha (a little girl with an encyclopedia)

#sea #ocean aesthetic #sea poerty #ocean girl #life by the sea #young poets #humans are weird #take a breath #live for yourself #youngminds #follow your dreams #write your heart out #walk by the sea

[stormy333]

http://thechronicalesofhails.com/2023/08/19/burned-on-my-mind/

#new post #write your heart out #creative writing #letters

[marieiswishingon-a-star]

My Story - If I was a Replicant Blade Runner story - Part 2

The man still held me until I stopped moving around. “Tyrell really made you perfect”. My eyes widened "O Shit he Know's I'm a Replicant" I thought. "Wait! Tyrell -Wallace still makes Replicants they just make them special order to buyer’s these days. But I'm not like the Replicant's of today. I come from the days of Rachael. "My names Alexander Donovan" he said in my ear breaking through my thoughts, "Everyone calls me Alex". He took me with him still holding me close walking out of the dark corner slowly making his way back to the to the busy street. Malcolm was nowhere to be seen. It's 2:00am it's late and all the running I did I’m getting tried. I have not had a chance to power down in the last 24 hours or (sleep) in human's terms. My Heart was starting to beat really hard against my chest not knowing what Alex wanted from me or if I could trust him? He didn't seem to want to let me go. I struggled a bit more in his arms he took his hand away from my mouth. "Please I have money, I can make you a rich man ". I pleaded with him. "Let me go"! He still held me tight. "I can't" Alex explained "I was following Malcolm when I realized he's following you." You'll have to come with me, he knows now where you live". It's not safe for you there". "How can I trust you"? I asked him over the crowd. "You don't have a choice". Alex said matter of fact. "What's your name". "Mara" I said.  He put me down but made sure I stayed right next to him as we walked through the crowded streets to his place. "If I wanted to hurt you, I would have done so already". Alex said. As people passed us some men stared at me. I was used to that. Most men stared at me. One almost walked into a light pool he was staring at me for so long. When I was first made, I hung out with other Replicant women like me. One woman laughed telling me a man was staring at me she smiled at me saying "He wants you". The human man was tall with stringy hair. I asked her "What does he want from me". I asked being naive." He wants to take you to bed and have sex with you". The only thing I knew about sex was from the steam filled sex rooms I saw. Which isn't much.

"Well Mara you have a real problem".  Alex said taking me out of my thoughts. "Malcolm has been following you for the last few weeks". "Have you seen the papers and what he does to Replicant's when he catches them". he asked me. I was quiet. One article I read said Malcolm bathed in Replicant blood. Most humans don't care about Replicant's we are nothing but a skin job after all. I really hated that name "Skin Job". Sometimes I get lonely, but there's no one I can trust. When feel lonely I stay up all night searching for relics, in the sand dirt and time. I was really tried now with him chasing me down my wrist started to blink a light red. Alex didn't look tried at all. We came to the back door of a high-rise building. He looked over his shoulder to make they weren’t followed then opened the door to an apartment on the 3rd floor he unlocked the door and had me go in first. Not knowing what else to do I went inside his apartment. He locked the door be hide him. "You can have a seat" he pointed to his gray couch. I sat down on his large comfortable couch. Alex had a nice place it had a kitchen bathroom, living room and a stereo player. I hadn't seen a stereo player in a while. He took off his jacket he had two guns and holster on. “You trust me that much? I am a replicate”. "You a cop"? I asked him. "Something like that". He took off his guns and holster. “Are you a blade runner”? I asked Alex quietly afraid of his answer. He didn’t answer he started undressing Infront of me. shoes and socks then his shirt there was some blood on it, he took it off. "You can do that in the bathroom". I told him has he reached for his pants "No" Alex continued on. Then his pants dropped I tried not look but I couldn't help but stare at him. I couldn't breathe the man is all muscle, wide shoulders a tapered waistline and long strong legs and tall. He finally went into his shower room and shut the door. I could finally breathe again. He was so prefect I almost wondered if he is a Replicant? The scare on his back said otherwise. Replicants didn't scare like that.

My system started to blink; I'm shutting down. I haven't done this in a while. I used more energy than usual tonight. I laid back, fear taking over me I didn't have my revive system with me. My eyes shut and my system started to blink red. I didn't know if I would wake up. Then everything went dark.

Alex came out of the steaming shower. Hot steam filled the room. Wanting to shower before asking Mara more questions. A towel wrapped around his waist he had never he seen a more beautiful replicant than Mara and hoped to have her in his bed soon very soon. She's in more danger more then she knew. Alex had been following Malcolm for a while. When Alex saw Mara for the first time, he couldn't take his eyes off of me. He lost Malcolm a few times distracted by my beauty. Malcolm said he was just a bounty hunter for replicant's, Alex wasn't buying it, not just because he found Malcolm repulsive and made his skin crawl the man smelled and was fat. Alex had a feeling Malcolm was doing the same thing to human women as he was doing to Replicant women he just couldn't prove it yet. Malcolm liked torturing women.

Looking towards his couch he saw me laying there not moving. with my eyes closed. I looked passed out. Color had drained from my face "Mara" he said my name. When I didn't respond he checked the place where he had held me tight under my bra thinking he might have injured me somehow. Lifting my shirt there were no marks where he held me only perfect soft skin and breasts covered by a sheer pink bra. Hot blood shot straight to his dick. "Damn" he said out loud in pain. He put my shirt down. that hurt. I looked like an angel laying there. Alex finally looked at my wrist there was a small red rectangle flashing. He pushed it. A red-light box came up flashing low energy revive system needed the box filled the room with red light "Revive system what the hell is that"? he thought. Looking through my black purse he didn't find a revive system. Alex remembered an old friend Ron who lived on the 4th floor and sold replicant parts.

Getting dressed in a hurry Alex left his place and locked his door. Alex took the stairs to the 4th floor and knocked on Ron’s door. Ron half asleep shouted at his door “Wow the Hell is it” “It’s Alex” Ron opened his door half way his red hair stuck out of the door he complained about what time it is and why the hell he was there. "Do you have a revive machine" Alex asked. Ron thought for a moment grumbled something and went back into is apartment and shoved a black box with a cuff on it into Alex's chest. "Look man if you have a Replicant in your room you'll want a newer model this machine is from the early 21st century" and slammed the door. Alex ran back to the apartment looking be hide him he didn't think he was followed and locked his door. The light glowing from my wrist was there but starting to fade. He looked at the revive machine and Alex decided to place one piece around my wrist to the black box with small tringles that went from red to yellow as soon as it was hooked up to the wall's power source. My face instantly had color and my breathing got deeper, unable to resist Alex kissed me on the lips and put my legs on the couch so I laid down and covered me with a blanket.

I woke up must be around noon. I looked down at my wrist and a revive system pulsed through me showing green. Alex must have found one. "I was beginning to think you would sleep the whole day". I pulled the machine cuff off my wrist. Alex was dressed in clean clothes like the ones he had on last night. I found Alex handsome rough around the edges some lines on his face showed character. He smiled at me and my heart skipped a beat. “am I attracted to a human” I thought? I must have stared at his lips for too long he came to the couch and sat down next me. He pulled me into his arms and started kissing me passionately I have never been kissed before. I started to feel hot. As he kissed me my eyes closed my heartbeat faster as he pulled my lower lip into his mouth and sucked on it gently it made me purr. Alex held me even tighter it felt good. He stopped to pull his T- shirt off and then my jacket and pink blouse. Alex made a growling sound when he looked at my breasts in the sheer pink bra. He pulled down the strap's then used his teeth to pull it off. The whole bra snapped off and flew against the back of the dark gray couch. It scared me a bit I grabbed the blanket to cover myself. "I'm not going to hurt you" Alex said as he went back to kissing my lips to my eyes back down to my lips again. He continued on pulling down my dark pants and underwear. I only had socks on now. He continued to touch and kissed my body everywhere. The stubble on his face made me jump a time or two when he rubbed it against so sensitive areas on my body. No part of my body was off limits. I would have returned the favor only he wouldn't let me. He sucked on my breast the next thing I know I am sitting on top of him with something hot and wet entering me long and hard in the deep core of me. I held my breath has Alex moved me up and down heat started to build inside me fast. I grabbed on to the couch back. Then a sudden Brust of a pleasure washed over me, I cried out. It felt wonderful. I tried to catch my breath. Alex moved me off of him and laid me in his arms. "Was that your first time"? he asked me. I buried my face deep in his chest. "Yes" I replied. he held me tighter and smiled, he lightly rubbed my back.

"We have to leave: go off world somewhere" I told Alex". "No" He got serious "I need to catch Malcolm first". I have a plan he reassured me. I’m worried about you “if Malcolm catches you-your gone. I looked at him “yes like a real girl.

#bladerunner #blade runner 2049 #2nd part #story #Harrison ford #still working on it #my own version of it #Replicant #write your heart out #write #write what you feel