#beware im writing

[pretendfan]

…so how many cheesy tropes/ scenes can I put into one story? Only asking because I might be at the limit already but I can’t stop and I’m only like halfway through writing🤣send help

{beware I’m writing..}

[beerealis]

Jazz ain't the smartest guy ever, but man he really beefed it this time. This definitely takes the cake.

Like, he's beefed it so hard 'beefed' doesn't even begin to cover how badly he's whiffed this one.

Y’all ever get sucked through a wormhole and then immediately just make assumptions and get distracted by a cool guy in a mecha suit? Then ya start dating the cool guy in a mecha suit and then ya realize oh shit he's not in a mecha suit-

[zephyrsobsessions]

The dorm internet went down so instead of being normal I wrote fanfiction physically. No clue how much, but I've got about 2 pages front and back full of words. My hand HURTS.

[queenofbaws]

ooo how about "is everything okay?" "i just need a distraction.." from that midnight calls prompt list with josh n ashley :]

There was no excuse, really. She couldn't say she was 'in the zone,' couldn't say she was trying to get there, couldn't say she was lost in her thoughts, couldn't say she was attempting to find them...she couldn't even say she was asleep, or dozing, or skimming through which of her nine thousand fantasy universes she'd be using instead of counting sheep when bedtime actually did come around. Ashley jumped because jumping was, well, her body's natural reaction to most sudden sounds (and sudden movements, and sudden stops, and sudden realizations, and, and, and...); there wasn't an excuse that applied.

Didn't mean she had to tell Josh that.

She hit the button to answer her phone on speaker, dropping her head into her hands immediately afterwards. "Hello?" she sighed, doing her best to cover the adrenaline-quakes in her voice.

Now, a normal person probably would've noticed anyway. A normal person would've stopped and reconsidered. A normal person would've said something like 'Oh, is this a bad time?' or 'What's up with you?' or maybe even 'Augh, is it too late? Sorry, I didn't even think about that!'

But this wasn't a normal person.

This was Josh.

He blew right past her, full steam ahead.

"I think I figured it out. What ruined the whole thing, I mean. And before you say it, no, it's not even the choice to have the kid do all that rapping. I know that's hard to believe, but stick with me on this one, okay? I've put a lot of thought into it."

There went the spike of fear, deflated like a discount grocery store balloon. If there was any benefit of being in Josh's quote-unquote inner circle, she had to figure it was that; he could use his crappy Psych 101 powers for good sometimes (when he deigned to), finding the precise spot to apply pressure until you forgot all the stuff that was bothering you and you were left so flummoxed that your brain chemicals miraculously balanced out.

Still, that...didn't mean she had the first idea what he was talking about.

Blinking hard, she checked the time and pinched herself for good measure, ruling out all the obvious explanations. But no, no, she was awake and it wasn't even that late, so Josh's word salad was sort of just that - word salad. She ran through the greeting again, scanning it with the searching eye of a reading comprehension test expert, aaaaaaand...nothing. Narrowing her eyes, she stared down at her phone, watching the seconds tick, tick, tick away between them.

"...what?"

"I figured. It. Out," he repeated, proving once and for all that nope, nuh-uh, no explanation was forthcoming. He was leaving her high and dry, trusting that - sooner or later - experience or context or straight-up telepathy would bridge the gap between them. "It isn't the diaper to the face either. Again, not a choice I would've made, but it's not the heart of the issue, know what I mean?"

Gap? Had she said it was a gap between them? Screw that - this was the Grand Freaking Canyon.

"Josh," she sighed, pressing her fingers hard to the ridge of her eyebrows as if it would help organize her thoughts. "I have...no idea what you're talking about. Is this some weird new crank call you're trying out? Because I have to be honest, it's, like, not...good."

The nerve of him, he sighed back at her from the other end of the line, acting like she'd been the one to call him in the middle of the night. "You know what I'm talking about."

"I don't!"

"You do! The Visit!"

"The...what?" At that, she took him off of speaker, pressing the phone to her ear. Why she did it, she couldn't say, but hearing his voice concentrated down like that had to help something, didn't it? "What visit? We haven't gone anywhere!"

"No, The Visit. Remember?"

Her eyes rolled to the ceiling. "I don't."

"Sure you do. The grandparents were dead all along?"

"I - what?"

"And then the kid rapped."

Squinting, she stared at her ceiling fan, her mouth tracing words her voicebox was too confused to push out, and - then it hit her. Ashley rocked forward where she sat, her body going slack as the connection was finally - FINALLY - made. "Oh my God...that movie?! That awful movie we watched?!"

"Uh, yeah, duh."

"Josh, that - " Shaking her head, she glanced towards her planner, feeling her confusion bubble right back up again. " - that was three weeks ago! Why are you still thinking about this?!"

"What can I say, it stuck in my craw."

"It stuck in your - " But before she could finish the thought, before she could tease him too badly for being weird or obsessive or weirdly obsessive, her eye caught something else.

The date.

And there it was, the experience, the context, the straight-up telepathy. In that instant, it all made sense.

How was it February already? How hadn't she noticed? How -

There wasn't any quiver to her voice that time. Honestly, she wasn't sure it had ever sounded as calm and even as it did then, her weight on her elbows and her eyes slowly shutting to block out tomorrow's date. (Today's, really, if you wanted to be pedantic, but, whatever.) "Okay, if it wasn't the rapping or the diaper thing or the grandparents, then, like, what's the problem?"

"The squandered potential. That's what it all comes down to: That twist could've knocked my fucking socks off, but it didn't, and you know why? Every. Single. Fucking. Plot beat. Was making it clear that a twist was waiting to happen. It was hardly even a surprise at the end! Could you imagine if the whole thing had been played straight right up until that revelation? Bam. Instant classic. Instead, we got, like, what, ninety minutes of winking and elbow-nudging like 'Aw shit, I bet a twist is coming any second now...' Ruined the whole fucking thing."

Another side-effect of being in Josh's quote-unquote inner circle: Sometimes the Psych 101 bullcrap rubbed off on you. Because of that, Ashley thought she could hear their real conversation, the true one, happening loud and clear, lost somewhere between the lines - "You doing okay?" "Nah, not really." "Want to talk about it?" "Nah, not really." "Is this about - " "You know what it's about." "What can I do?" "Help me not think about it. Just for a second. Just for a minute. Help me, help me, help me."

She could do that.

Ashley leaned forward until she rested with her arms on her desk and and head in her arms, the phone still tucked safely between her ear and shoulder. "How would you fix it then, Mr. Genius? Obviously you have some ideas."

"How would I fix it? How would I fix it? Ohoho, Ash, I don't think you know what sort of can of worms you just popped open...how much time you got?"

"For you?" she asked, closing her eyes again as she settled into the sound of his voice, pretending they both weren't fully aware tonight was the anniversary of the twins going missing. "All the time it takes, I guess."

[mommycity]

Geto with a pussy…it’s gettin me bro. 

Imagine fucking him hgnnsn. Just another night of fun after you both are stressing about your finals. Getting him on all fours and just fucking him with long slow strokes.the way he’s arching his broad frame, his ass is so full it’s just so fucking much ahgnsnn,, His pussy is so wet and needy, it sucks you in and welcomes you home. It’s the best fucking view when you look at where you connect, so sloppy and wet. Geto is so fucking giving even when he’s getting fucked so he’s fucking himself back on you. Your dick is full of his cream at the base. Imagine just rubbing slow tight circles on his clit. “Does it feel good? Fuck I’m so close baby”, he’s whimpering. You have to grab his hair and kiss him so he can give his cream filled finale, he might even let you finish inside. 

Maybe next time you should spit on his asshole and stick a thumb in? I’m just a freak ass nigga tho stay safe yall 

[jadeoru]

guys can i be honest i have no idea what im doing

[soresimp]

Im trying to write an edaurent fanfic but Im lowkey struggling setting the tone at the introduction, cuz this is a serious fic but everything I write doesnt sound serious enough lmfao.

Its a fic based around a trope of brazillian fics I used to read when I was 12 ( which imo no 12yo shouldve been reading lol ), its basically just criminal organization/mafia boss au. I dont plan on making any of the important settings brazil or anything, its just based on the trope - dono do morro, in portuguese.

The trope and the fic I want to write are serious but the way I choose it was not serious at all, my friend challenged me to write it as a gag but I take my shitposting seriously, I need to lock in.

Anyways, once I figure this out BEWARE OF THE MAFIA BOSS EDAURENT FANFIC ( THIS IS A THREAT )

[realperson022]

Remember that one fic Pressure? Oh yeah, and guess what >:)

[grangermonarque]

Genie & Jang Seungho (oc)

[rainofthetwilight]

have been seeing this going around so i decided to make my own!!

(just a disclaimer i havent rewatched some of the seasons in a while so i did this according to what i remember)

[nightcordde]

what Deadpool comics would you recommend? we read some a few years back (don’t remember which ones) and want to start reading them again :3

i may be biased but i think deadpool as a character works best when he has someone else to bounce stuff off of. the main appeal for him to me is how his entire existence is a moral quandary so i ❤️ when he's paired up with characters with a strong sense of morality. his comics with captain america and wolverine are fun, i know theres an entire series of deadpool team ups, and . despite all the bad writing and everything with spider-man/deadpool i still think its the most interesting team up because of how they are foils. sorry

[asthe-crow-flies]

naturalness/unnaturalness in Lolina: Origins by R L Hughes

i could write a whole essay about this, but its almost finals, so this is what you're getting

[newspecies]

the writerrrrrr

[atleast3lizards]

Returning to my roots (writing cringe Omegaverse, self-insert fanfiction that includes multiple large men that I would cry if I met in real life.)

[splatsey]

i have a new laptop so im gonna go wild writing my universe and little fandom oneshots

[amongsnot]

👀 hi