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[deskgoblin]

Her Cold Hands (NerdMiguel! x BullyReader!)

Unfortunately have to split this up because Tumblr is scared of a wall of text.

NSFW Warnings: Degradation, teasing, forced orgasm, edging, manipulation.

MNDI

Her Cold Hands

You’ve always had colder hands during this time of year, and it grazed just the right way for Miguel to redden under your touch all throughout class. Your slender finger tips graze again the hem of his shirt, his veiny hands tighten and make the pencil in his grasp creak from the pressure. It seemed like his whole body stiffened from your merciful touch, and he was pawning for more, more teases, more shivers. He looks up at you with lust and obedience as his legs tremble in anticipation. He looks up at the front of the class where the professor continues his lengthy lecture, but desperately tries to keep up with writing both his and yours notes you’ve requested from him. He rests his head against his hand as he tries to stay focused, his body disobeying his efforts. You look down to notice a girth forming in his slacks, tightening to the point the zipper tips up into a surrender flag for your tedious pleasures along his nerves. As the class begins to pack up he eagerly packs up and tries to flex his leg to absorb the blood from his pulsating dick. He arranges around his pants and looks up at you through his glasses edging the tip of his nose. You slide his glasses up the bridge of his nose and smirk kindly, “Did so good for me, so quiet and productive~” “I tried my best..” You hand him your book as he starts packing both of your bags, taking care to make sure your bag is well organized in your preference. “Let me reward you, come to my place tonight. I am destined to have you weeping on the edge of your seat for me.” “I have club tonight, I can’t..” The softness sharpened in your eyes as your eyebrows furrowed and your lids lowered. “You don’t say no to me, Miguel..” “My love, I can’t. Just this once, please..” You scoffed in his face as you shoved him back down into his seat so you could leave yours. How dare he reject you? Or a reward after all, he must know what that means right? Disgusting. The shrilling munch pig you let devour you after every well-graded assignment was just that. A pig. As you arrive at your dorm, a plan twisted and unraveled into your hands and soon into your fingertips across your screen.

A rolling rumble of knocking erupted the silence of your room, checkmate. You saunter over to your front door, opening it slightly before a red-in-the-face Miguel shoves it fully open before slamming it behind him. “You fucking bitch.” “One could say you could’ve done that if you just-” “Stop.” He towered over you, backing you against your desk chair before you trip into it, his rough hand meeting your shoulder to slump you into your seat. “You cannot overpower me this way without expecting some backlash. Seducing everyone in my club so they cancel on me? Are you kidding?” Although his stature swallowed yours, not an ounce of fear or submission filled your blood. “I told you not to say no to me, I am not sure what you expected when I made you swear to sole subserviency for me..” “I didn’t expect you to backstab me after I trust you to you know..” “I think I understand. But in my definition of you agreeing was I became your first priority to serve and nothing less.” “Oh..” His shoulders slumped and his eyes shifted to the floor as he pondered for a moment. He got down to his knees before you and rested his head between your knees. “I can see how that might’ve been confusing..” “So are we continuing our usual then..” “Mhm.. Please. I will listen to you to the ends of the earth and bring you back every flower I see on my journey through it.” “Good boy. I can reward you but not as luxurious as I was before..” You lift his chin up with your fingertips to make him rise to his feet. He looks at you with a curious and complex look but it soon disappears to surprise as your fingers pull on his belt loops to bring his button to your lips. You lick through the fabric while making eye contact with the trembling man before you. His breath berates his sensitivity and your beauty in hushed words of his tongue. “Mi amor.. Please..” Your teeth find his zipper and your hands explore the seams of his pants, pulling them to reveal something much larger than your imagination.

Part 2

[i-used-to-be-a-spy]

"you should be at the club" I should be working on my fanfic

[rudamaruda520]

me as a writer

[kyri45]

I didn’t realize you were the person who did the fanfiction tag drinks.

ahah yeah that's meeee!!

If you guys are interested they are all available as stickers on my RB!!

[put-a-keep-are-you-foo-dell]

[shyjusticewarrior]

At some point "fanfic can be as good as professional writing" became "fanfic should be as good as professional writing" and that's caused major damage to fandom spaces.

[fangsandthangs]

When you’re in the middle of a fic and realise you’ve missed a very critical tag

[bebx]

[hana-loves-bumblebees]

“Is it okay if I draw fanart of your fanfic?👉🏼👈🏼”

My brother in Christ we shall have a spring wedding

[snowstories]

My biggest tip for fanfic writers is this: if you get a character's mannerisms and speech pattern down, you can make them do pretty much whatever you want and it'll feel in character.

Logic: Characters, just like real people, are mallable. There is typically very little that's so truly, heinously out of character that you absolutely cannot make it work under any circumstance. In addition, most fans are also willing to accept characterization stretches if it makes the fic work. Yeah, we all know the villain and the hero wouldn't cuddle for warmth in canon. But if they did do that, how would they do it?

What counts is often not so much 'would the character do this?' and more 'if the character did do this, how would they do it?' If you get 'how' part right, your readers will probably be willing to buy the rest, because it will still feel like their favourite character. But if it doesn't feel like the character anymore, why are they even reading the fic?

Worry less about whether a character would do something, and more about how they'd sound while doing it.

[becuzmdsaidineededpersonality]

[heartiella]

[axel-ambassador]

Bruh did I just get clocked wtf

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

[team--edward]

Another AO3 thing I’m curious about, how do yall decide if something is good enough to read? Usually I follow a rule of 1 kudos for every 10 hits. One because it’s easy math and two it’s yet to fail me. Thoughts? Do you just go for it and pray it’s good?