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moonlitinks · 7 months
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daily reminder that if you HAVE A PLOT IDEA, A PLOT TWIST THAT COMES IN THE FUTURE, DIALOGUE YOU WANT TO WRITE, or ANY SCENE, whether it be a LINE or ONE WORD, WRITE IT DOWN.
this is your sign to write and enter your book again, even if it's contributing a single word for your draft.
JUST DO IT, OKAY. ramble if you even have to. <3
(ps. let me know what you wrote hehe)
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prettygreenpills · 3 months
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Hi guys. I’m coming back with a tiny smut for y’all:)
Assistant - Larissa Weems
warnings: smut!, shapeshifter!Larissa, sub!reader, dom!Larissa, boss!employee relationship, friends with benefits!, etc.
"Darling?" You heard your boss call for you as you were going through some paperwork. You looked up at her and saw her sitting at her desk, in the expensive leather armchair, with a devilish smirk on her face.
"Yes?" Asking almost shyly, you walked over to her desk, ready to do anything she asked you to do.
"You had been working very hard for the past few months. Don´t think that I didn´t realize," she started softly and you just kept watching her, not getting enough of her smile.
"Thank you Ms. Weems," you swallowed and then looked her directly into her eyes, letting her know that you were paying her your full attention.
"I think that you deserve a little reward for all of your hard work, Ms. Y/l/n," she said formally, and you were surprised by that she didn´t call you by your first name or by many of the nicknames she had gave you, as usually.
You gave her a little shy smile, you knew what she had in her mind. When Larissa tapped her thigh, you walked over to her, ready to do anything she said, or better said commanded to you.
"Do you want your reward darling?" She asked, checking your body up and down, letting you know that she liked what she was seeing by the little smirk which had appeared on her lips once again. You quickly nodded your head to let her know that you wanted your reward and looked her into that pair of sky blue eyes. "I need words darling."
"Yes, Ms. Weems, I want my reward..."
"Now come here and sit in my lap," Larissa leant back a little to make you some space between her beautiful body and the desk she was working on. You couldn´t help but looked down, seeing the bulge under her dress, which wasn´t that small.
You listened to the command she gave you and sat onto her lap. Adjusting your body so you felt her exactly where you needed her to, you realized your clit twitch and you looked down shyly.
"No need to be shy darling," Larissa whispered and as soon as her minty breath hit your cheekbone, you were like in heaven. "Can I pull your little skirt upper a bit?"
"Yes please," you begged eagerly and looked down at her already working hands. She pulled your skirt up, so she could see your black laced thong and you breathed out.
"So beautiful... now be a good doll for me and wait a second, alright?" Larissa asked you and you nodded your head, sliding lower on her legs, since you knew what she wanted to do. Larissa rolled her dress up and revealed her cock. You were surprised she wasn´t wearing any underwear, but you just smiled and took her cock into your hand. "A-ah darling. This is not my reward, but yours," she said with a smile and you felt your cheeks go even more red.
Larissa brushed your thighs. Her warms hands were causing you to get goosebumps because of the way how she was touching you. When they wandered upper and hooked into your thong, you lifted your hips to make it easier for her to pull your thong aside.
"That´s a good girl," she praised you and held you up a bit, lining up her cock with you. "Whenever you´re ready love," Larissa breathed out and looked up at you.
Holding onto her shoulders, you lifted your lower body a bit. You took her cock into her hand and guided it exactly to your entrance, breathing out at the feeling of her hot tip.
"Can I?"
"I am waiting for you darling," Larissa smiled warmly and then you lowered your hips. Sitting down onto her made you gasp after that long time. When you fully sat down, you felt a little pressure from the inside but you quickly got used to it.
"Oh my god," you closed your eyes and moved your hips softly, making Larissa moan.
"Riding or the table?"
"Table," you answered her quickly and Larissa immediately cleaned her paperwork by a sway of her hand. She laid you onto the table softly while she was still inside of you.
"Hands next to your hips," she commanded and you did as she said. Larissa quickly took you by your wrists and pushed them into the wooden table, moving herself inside of you slowly.
"God," you moaned out and tilted your head. Larissa felt so good inside of you. When she pulled away and thrusted inside of you again, your eyes rolled back into your scalp and you dug your nails into your palms. "Fuck Issa-"
"You are hugging me so well darling," Larissa breathed out and she kept pounding into you, hitting your sensitive spot every time since she had found it.
"Oh my god-" you moaned out and your hand travelled down to your clit. You started rubbing fast and tight circles, helping yourself out a little while you were letting out all kinds of moans for Larissa, your boss.
"Good girl. Keep going for me love... Fuck you´re so warm and tight," Larissa moaned out and lowered to your body. She kept thrusting inside of you and your legs moved closer to your shoulders. Making more space for Larissa. But she took it like a little invitation...
Larissa pushed your thighs down onto the table, so she had a really beautiful sight of your cunt. She moaned softly when she realized it and her pace became a little harder and rougher. She knew what you liked.
"Yes- oh god- please-" you begged softly and after that a whine followed. That, you were stimulating your clit, helped you a lot and you felt yourself getting faster and faster to the edge.
"Just a bit more darling... Just a bit more," Larissa panted out and you nodded your head, ready to wait for her. You clenched your teeth and when you realized that you started shaking a bit, you gasped.
"Larissa-"
Larissa closed her eyes shut and she thrused into you few more times, roughly. You couldn´t help but whined out and dug your nails into her soft sking.
"Please!" You begged her and it seemed to help. Larissa smiled and thrusted into you once again.
"Cum." Larissa allowed you to and right after that she groaned. Letting both of your bodies tense up in the delicate cramps, you moaned softly. After that, Larissa softly kissed your nipple and pulled out. "That would be all for today, Miss Y/l/n."
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greennoon · 7 months
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plotandelegy · 7 months
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P1 -Types of Scarcity in Post-Apocalyptic Fiction: A Comprehensive Guide to Survival Elements in Dystopian Worlds
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Understanding the Types of Scarcity
Material Resources: First, start with food, water, fuel, and ammo. Once you have the basics, move to less commonly thought-about things like batteries, clothing, scrap metal, and wood.
Skills and Knowledge: Doctors, engineers, survival experts, and mechanics would be some people worth knowing or being in a post-apocalyptic world. What if there were none?
Emotional Resources: Once the world goes to hell, trust and community become resources. Surviving sometimes means getting along with others; you'll want all parties to mean it. Getting fed to a zombie so someone can escape sounds like no fun. 
Information: Who are you going to let hold the map for you? Things can get harder on your team if it gets stolen, left behind, or destroyed. In a world without GPS, information is a resource; let's face it, you must trust its handler. 
This is part one of a five-part writing guide to post-apocalyptic scarcity. Tune in next time for a more in-depth breakdown of scarcity and who makes the decisions? Not me, that's for sure. I'd probably be the one used as zombie bait first.
-Indigo Everly
Want more advice? Check out my other articles!
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stormykatie · 5 months
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One day you will realize, it's not fate or luck that got you here but the choices you've made, the habits you've formed, the thoughts you've run in your head.
-sometimes it's easier to blame the gods or destiny
katie
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soulwr1ter · 1 month
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unlocking
eternities
between
the dreaming
desires of
our infinite kiss
blooming
a wishing well
of miracles
erecting
the definition
of paradise
found in a
slow dancing
blaze
of melting
smiles in
a rapturous
caress of
charmed bliss
blessing our
souls with the
baptizing
fire of love
-J.Wool, Unlocking Eternities
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sapphirefate · 3 months
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moon and the sunshine
You called me your moon, but you forgot that moon goes through phases,
I said that you were my sun, though you burn I basked in your blazes.
My love for you was like the flames, constantly burning,and never on seize.
But the love you had for me was never stable like the waves of the sea!
It looked beautiful from far yet treacherous,
And when I waded in, I understood it was meant never for us.
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bouquetdelarmes · 11 months
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what is writing if not staring at a blank word document, hoping for the words to magically appear?
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pelicandensity · 7 months
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Background Noise
sometimes the meaning of life
comes down to perspective
and the lessons we learn from it
one may even call it wisdom
if we're smart enough to
pay attention to the differences
in the summer I sleep with window open
hearing passing traffic is unavoidable
not my favorite sound when trying to sleep
especially the youngsters maybe oldsters too
with souped up autos and crotch rockets
needing something to prove at 3am
by going twice the speed of sound
disrupting the steady white noise
of normal traffic with their arrogance
after three days in the hospital
where my 3am wake up call
was replaced by vigilant monitors
offering a variety of strident tones
identifying any number of calamities
some tones denoting my own
impending supposed doom
while others echoed the call
for action regarding other patients
my perspective has changed
last night as I lay in my own bed
after three days that felt like three weeks
that 3am speed demon sounded like
a church hymn reminding me what's
most important in life
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journalsoftheworld · 11 months
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April 24, 2023. Journaling in spring.
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wordsintheattic · 9 months
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“Better to have, and not need, than to need, and not have.”
— Franz Kafka
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moonlitinks · 8 months
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i think trying to fall back in love with your own writing hurts more than falling out of it - because you realize what you had and you're trying to get it back, but it's not coming together sometimes
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reign-sl · 9 months
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greennoon · 7 months
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plotandelegy · 5 months
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Crafting Spells with Incantations: A Primer for Fantasy Writers
1. The Roots of Language & Power: Think about languages. Why is Latin so captivating to many? Elvish words from Tolkien's Middle Earth gives us a sense of nostalgia. Incantations borrow from the weight and mystery of forgotten or invented tongues to create allure in our fictional works. Authors might want to consider phonetic aesthetics and rhyming words. Cadence can distinguish between magic that stays with the reader or falls short.
2. The Binding Element - Intention: Fancy words can enchant, but intention carries power. Consider the caster's emotions, desires, and the cost of wielding the magic. A simple spell to light a candle may be whispered, while summoning a storm might require a shout. Emotional resonance adds depth to your magical system. Depth can make it more relatable and memorable. 
3. The Harmony of Gesture: Incantations are often paired with gestures. The flow between word and motion can amplify potency. Perhaps the caster must trace a key through the air to open a door. Visual clues help readers see spell casting in their minds. 
4. The Complexity of Consequence: Let spells have consequences. Mispronouncing an incantation could come with disastrous or unexpected outcomes. Spells can backfire if cast with doubt. Create checks and balances that challenge your characters. 
5. Soundscapes of Sorcery: When performed correctly, what sounds accompany the spell? What sounds come when the magic is incorrect? Spells that summon forth storms release echoing booms in the distance. Offer readers a multi-sensory experience where they can 'hear' the magic too
-Indigo
If you’d like more check out my article on unique and classical sources of magic.
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stormykatie · 11 months
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i am still known
as the girl who
writes poems
though the truth is
i can barely come up
with a line
that could have
made you
change your mind
-katie
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