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[tf2 minific] late stage fashionalism
fem!(Sniper/Spy) - rated T - [ao3]
I love the trope of putting Sniper in a fancy suit for a gala mission glow-up so fem!Sniper getting dolled up to be an absolute smokeshow isn’t that far of a stretch, lol. (and fem!spy makes the awooga sfx, naturally.)
I looked at some dresses from the 1960s and THIS is sort of what I had in mind for Sniper, though I did want to put her in a cute 70s mod dress as well (with hat)! Oh well. Next time.
[Part 1] | [Part 2] | [Part 3]
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The clickety-clack of heels alerts Spy to someone’s presence at the door to her quarters. She doesn’t bother to turn around from her vanity, too focused on setting up the table; make up brushes, various powders, pencils, and sponges all in a neat little row. Tools of her trade, as good as any weapon. For tonight’s gala mission, she’ll need all the help she can get, if not a full on miracle.
“It’s unlocked,” she calls out, bracing herself for what feral monstrosity might tumble through.
The door opens and Sniper stomps into the room. How she manages to stomp so grouchily in heels, Spy will never know, but the last two steps inside are quiet, sliding against the floor with the barest hint of a tap to betray the point of the heels—deliberate and expert in a way that Spy thinks she might have underestimated Sniper’s ability to prowl, no matter what the footwear.
The door clicks shut and now Spy can’t hear any footsteps at all.
She quickly turns around, wary by this new realization, and finds Sniper standing sullenly in front of her like she’s awaiting her own execution.
Spy stares. Her careful makeover plans for Sniper flutter right out of her brain. Aside from her unhappy expression, Sniper looks more put together than Spy could have ever credited her for. It’s almost offensive.
At first pass, Sniper’s dress is nothing too glamorous—an asymmetrical cut at the ankles in light bronze, the satin fabric gathered up to one side in a pretty slope to the floor. It’s not exactly what Spy would call fashionable for this year’s showing but Sniper’s slim body wears it well. The sweetheart neckline should have been strapless, but she can’t fault Sniper too much for opting for thin golden chains to hold the dress up by the shoulders. With the amount of movement that might happen during the mission, it’s better to be safe than sorry.
As for Sniper’s hair, Spy had gotten her hot curlers out in a bid to shape it into something more interesting, but Sniper had already done up her straight-limp hair in a more formal version of her customary braid, now in an elegant French plait, starting high at the top of her head and running over one shoulder. It’s slightly messy, no doubt due to Sniper’s lack of finesse, but the flyaway strands lead to a chic and charming look to her ensemble. Without meaning to, Spy turns off the hot curlers with a frown.
It’s a fitting silhouette. Spy isn’t so blinded by irony and pessimism that she won’t admit it. She can pick out her favorite detail immediately; the way the fabric of Sniper’s dress sits over her small bust accentuates her already tall height, and Spy’s critical gaze can’t help but trail down the long lines of Sniper’s legs. The side mid-slit was certainly a calculated choice, the faint sheen of lotion over tanned skin doing wonders, but more importantly—
“My god, you’ve shaved,” Spy says in an attempt to sound sardonic but her voice comes out genuinely shocked. She is going to have to reevaluate the amount of work she’s been prepared to do. It might actually be very little.
Realization festers in the back of Spy’s mind. It’s not often that she feels threatened. But she could be.
“Y’act like I ain’t never been dragged to church or some fancy dinner party,” Sniper says, folding her arms across her chest. She leans one shoulder against the doorframe, less annoyed by Spy’s observation and more by the situation itself. The fabric of the neckline scrunches, the barest peek of a dark nipple slipping through. Her posture is as unfeminine as ever, shifting the slit of the dress so that it rides further up her bare thigh.
“The kind of churches you’ve gone to, I’d like to know,” Spy says, dragging her eyes back up with a tremendous amount of effort.
It’s obvious that Sniper isn’t used to wearing dresses, but her lack of demure modesty might draw the wrong kind of attention if she ever decides to sit in a chair as she normally would, slouched with her legs spread out comfortably, no awareness of how her dress slides up in all the right—no, wrong places. Spy might need to find a pin to stitch up the slit a little better. Tape the bust some more to avoid any flashing.
Spy turns back to her vanity. She starts going through her drawers for a needle, thread, and pins. Behind her, she hears Sniper groan, mistaking Spy’s furious rummaging for more work to be done.
Quite the contrary, in fact. The actual neckline is fine as it is, the curves doing well to give the appearance of lift, even if Sniper barely fills out the top half of the dress. If it’d been Spy, she would’ve have used the loose fabric to her advantage, letting the thin golden chains slip from her shoulders every so often. It irritates her that Sniper seems to do it all on her own, on accident with no prompting. Sniper simply gives a single shoulder shrug and the strap slides down, hanging in a pretty loop that seems to fit the shape of her lean bicep.
“Well, let’s just say I don’t do much prayin’ when I visit,” Sniper says. “Same as you.”
When Spy swivels back around, she catches Sniper in the middle of hooking the strap back over her shoulder with two deft fingers. The gesture is so far from being flirty, more unconscious than anything, but it plays a part in the maddening way Spy cannot stop staring.
More gold toned jewelry, Spy thinks calmly, falling back to being critical. It matches her skin and the dress. She gets up from her chair to better inspect Sniper.
A necklace with a long ruby crystal on a delicate chain. Short matching earrings to offset the long hair. A brooch will be needed, tucked behind the right ear; for a hidden knife. Extra bullets around the thigh or in the heels if Sniper can manage walking in something higher.
Spy eyes Sniper’s slender hands. Rings. Perhaps one on the fourth finger, to deter some of the men.
She is about to contemplate the width of the band and size of the diamond when she abruptly becomes aware of her own unusual amount of possessiveness. Almost stricken dumb by it.
It’s unbecoming. Embarrassing, even. Right then and there, Spy stubbornly decides to forego suggesting any rings. Sniper is a grown woman. She can fend for herself; from men, women, and spies alike.
“Well? You’ve been quiet,” Sniper says, raising an eyebrow. A bristly, unshaped eyebrow. “Do I pass muster?”
Damn, Spy hadn’t even thought of make up yet. She reaches out to fix the folds of the bust, giving a couple of perfunctory tugs, but with the open slit down Sniper’s left leg, she can’t help but finger the hem in order to brush her knuckles against Sniper’s thigh. Standing this close, Spy has to look up a little more. She barely comes up to Sniper’s chin, an entire head shorter with Sniper in heels.
Spy bites the inside of her cheek. Sniper is no longer all awkwardly thin and lanky limbs—she is simply tall, trim, and completely devastating to look at.
“When you claimed you already had a dress,” Spy finally says, “this wasn’t what I had in mind.”
The corners of Sniper’s eyes crinkle. “Guilty. Demo got it for me. Lotta eyebrow waggling, so I think the jig’s up with her.”
She hitches the shoulder strap back in place again.
“I’ll have to send her flowers,” Spy mutters and primly kneels down to the floor, fingers still sliding along the hem of Sniper’s dress. When the length of the dress runs out, she simply puts her hands over Sniper’s legs. “And a bottle of wine.”
“What?” Sniper exclaims, pushing off from the door. She glares down at her. “Why her? I’m the one sufferin’ here.”
Spy only laughs, and her grin stays in place when she pulls the hem up slightly. Apparently Sniper had taken a butcher's knife to her legs. Spy can see several missed spots and a thin line of hair at the back of Sniper’s calf, along with tiny little knicks that haven’t had the time to scab over yet.
“Trouble with the razor?” Spy asks, amused, even with the simmering heat in her, “Or did you have to use the kukri?”
“Aw, c’mon. It’ll do, right? So what if I missed a couple of spots. Ain’t no one gonna look at my gams,” Sniper complains. “Don’t make me go back to the showers.”
Spy glances up, leveling Sniper with a stare of disbelief. She heroically doesn’t mention that Sniper is at least three quarters leg, and very good legs, once moisturized and smooth. Somewhat smooth, at any rate. She runs a palm down the calf, stopping when she sees a thin line of blood trailing from a shallow razor cut.
“You’re bleeding,” she notes.
Before Sniper can grumble any further, Spy bends down, tilting her head to lick the running drop of blood. Sniper’s leg tenses in her hands, muscles shifting.
“Spy…”
“I don’t want it to stain your pretty dress,” Spy replies, lips against her skin. It still doesn’t explain the slow line of kisses she leaves behind, hardly necessary to wipe away blood or clean a cut, but Sniper goes quiet. She holds Sniper by the calf and beneath the ankle, her grip gentle before tightening in question.
Sniper uses one hand to grab the doorframe. She finally blushes as she grudgingly lifts her leg, the flat of her heel coming up to rest against Spy’s folded thigh with the faintest wobble.
“I ain’t taking this bloody dress off until the mission’s done,” Sniper growls in warning. “Had a hard enough time wrestling it on.”
Spy flashes her a hungry smile, almost dizzy when she has to look so very up to meet Sniper’s glare.
“Oh, we’ll keep it on,” she replies, and ducks under the dress.
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[Part 1] | [Part 2] | [Part 3]
#sniperspy#bloody suit#fem fortress#tf2#team fortress 2#fem sniper#fem spy#sniper not being shy in a dress this is my anthem#she's just deeply annoyed lol#fic: lsf
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you ever randomly come across smut fic for a fandom you're in but dont read ff for and like revert back to first day reading fanfic level surprise at the tags even tho you literally read those tags, and u knew ppl were probably writing fic about the fandom
#lavenderjiang#this is about a lsf yunjin fic i saw#like i literally read skz fic y wouldnt lsf fic exist#TT
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.ᐟ TEASER: LATE NIGHT TALKS : LEE HEESEUNG (이희승)
𝐬yn. : being the host of a college late night radio talk show was a passion project since freshman year of college, but now as a senior, y/n hadn't expected the fame it brought to herself on campus... but maybe it was the recent string of murders that caused more tuning in than ever seen before.
𝐰arnings. / 𝐭ags. : (18+!). series, not sure how many parts yet. gore. horror. college au. humor. mildly suggestive. no smut. slight smau...potentially? character death. enha members as side characters. lsf members as side characters. more to be added.
𝐩airing. : ghostface!co-radio host!heeseung x radio host!fem!reader
© @heevanly 2024 | do NOT copy, plagiarize, reupload, or steal my works.
RELEASE DATE : MAY 19TH, 2024
TEASER WC : roughly 1.2k
FULL FIC IS OUT READ HERE!
❝welcome welcome welcome toooo SCU 101.85, you’re currently tuning in to the 10 o’clock pm talk show. i’m your host y/n and i’m here with my co-host..” you turn away from the microphone and glance at your co-host, lee heeseung.
“heeseung.” he speaks up into his microphone, shuffling a few papers around.
“and it’s currently a friday night, it’s 67 degrees out with a small breeze too so make sure you wear that jacket!” you chirp.
heeseung snorts and you pass him a look which he returns with a shrug, “you just sound chipper.. s’all.”
“ah.. well our ratings have been going up again.. it’s better than we’ve been seeing these past four months.. so.”
the past four months have been rather difficult for you and heeseung and the radio show. when you started this project sophomore year, it had just been you and your roommate kim chaewon, your ratings were steady in the beginning but had started declining after two months, which made your at the time co-host and roommate, quit. you don’t blame her, you nearly stopped too, which was before heeseung hit you up asking if you still needed another co-host.
accepting his help was the best thing you had done, his roommates jake and jay were all about the technical jargon behind running a radio show, which the reasoning was apparently the three had thoughts about starting a podcast but couldn’t get the timing right to actually get it started, so here they were willing to help you out.
production took off and the four of you found yourselves seeing steady viewers and got to even open a talk line, which was a segment that both you and heeseung took seriously, finding fun in chatting with anonymous students with various complaints they had of others, professors, relationships, or whatever else going on in their lives.
then, out of nowhere four months ago, the viewers started thinning out, causing your small team of four’s good feelings to falter. having been used to success it was shocking to be randomly met with a hard wall and seemingly, no way of getting out.
heeseung and your’s efforts were all in vain as you tried advertising the radio talk show, you had chaewon talk to her friends about spreading the show, heeseung talked to about it to his other friends and also had them spread the word. jake would mention it at his part time job, and jay even mentioned it at a small on-campus event, which he texted that he was never doing again out of sheer embarrassment.
heeseung hums, “well.. i could imagine people have been feeling a bit safer because of us, due to…” he trails off.
right, there's been a few recent deaths that have plagued not only your campus, but the town. you claim they’re very obviously murders while heeseung’s been claiming it’s been various unfortunate accidents. so far the death toll has hit only four, two on campus, one at a campus nearby, and one on the outskirts of town.
“the murders.” you finish his sentence off, gravelly.
heeseung rolls his eyes, but remembers that the listeners can’t actually see that, “you’re so obsessed with these being murders,” he teases.
“well.. it’s quite obvious, no?” you ask.
“ehh, i wouldn’t really say so, besides the two on campus cause they were ruled as a murder-suicide. besides that was two months ago and the one at KTU was concluded to be an unfortunate accident, shit what did they say about how she died again?” heeseung racks his brain, trying to remember how the girl from KTU died two weeks ago.
you scatter your papers around, “wasn’t it something about a lab issue..? their school got to close down because of it, that’s.. uh.. kind of all i remember about that.”
“oh you’re going to hell, haven’t you been following this whole thing since the murder-suicide on campus..?” heeseung laughs loudly and you slump in your chair, embarrassment flooding your system.
you sit back up and clear your throat, “in my defense..”
heeseung accusing points at you, “you! don’t have one.”
“pause, yes i do! rude…. my defense is that the fourth one’s been throwing me off with this whole thing, that i focused a little less on the third girl.” you huff out.
the fourth death was the weirdest in the whole thing so far, it happened a few days ago and it’s been the only one where the person involved wasn’t in the same age range and died supposedly.. well.. naturalistically. it had been a middle aged man, who was on his way home from work. apparently the report and the news claimed his tire gotten flat and when he had gotten out to check on it, he had been mauled by a pack of wolves wandering through.
the police and how they concluded it just didn’t make sense to you, you stayed up for two days trying to determine it all. first, wolves hadn’t been sighted in that area for several months so a random pack coming through didn’t make sense. second, the blood inside the car, how did it even manage to get in there if the man was supposedly outside? the third rea-
heeseung snaps his fingers to try and get your attention back to the talk show, “hey, y/n, quit thinking about it, you’re just gonna make yourself paranoid.. or worse.. obsess over this.”
“my bad, i just need to stay up on all this, our viewers need the information, they deserve the best after all.”
“and the best of the best is from two college seniors..?” heeseung raises an eyebrow.
“absolutely!” you respond, “we’re the only ones giving multiple sides to these events and ways to stay safe.”
“i’m sure the news have been doin all that too though.”
“pff, news schmooze,” you wave your hand at heeseung, “college students don’t care about tuning into the morning news before classes or turning the evening news on, we’re a source of entertainment AND murder mystery, and that’s what eats up.”
“you’re greedy, y/n, soo greedy.” heeseung shoots a grin your way, a way to let you know he doesn’t mean it.
trying to stop a grin from making its way on your face, you roll your eyes, “oh suck my dick lee heeseung.”
“gladlyyy..” he wiggles his eyebrows and chuckles into his microphone.
“you’re a freak..” you gather your papers back up and glance up at the clock, 10:26 pm, time to open up the first talk line segment of the night.
you give a small nod towards heeseung and he nods back and clears his throat, “well well well SCU you are listening on 101.85 and it’s rolling up to 10:30 pm, we got a two minute sponsor for y’all and when we come back live, our callers will be up discussin’ random whatever with us. give us a call at +82 70-5208-6001 and see if you’re lucky enough. again that is +82 70-5208-6001. see you all very soon."
both you and heeseung give a thumbs up to the room in front of you and jay switches your sets off, rolling the sponsor. a few seconds pass and before you’re able to turn to heeseung to just casually chat, the switchboard for the phone calls light up, more so than you’ve ever seen before.
#⤷⌗⊹ ࣪ ˖𝑯𝑬𝑬𝑺𝑬𝑼𝑵𝑮#LATE NIGHT TALKS : series#enhypen x reader#heeseung x reader#heeseung fluff#heeseung scenarios#enhypen horror#enhypen fanfiction#heeseung fanfic#heeseung fanfiction#enhypen fluff#lee heeseung#enha x reader#lee heeseung x reader#heeseung enha#enha scenarios#enhypen scenarios#enhypen series#kpop x reader#heeseung x yn#enhypen angst#heeseung angst
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Fire in the Belly (and the Womb) is pure lust 😆 The choice of pics 🔥
The thighs! Theee THIGHHHHS! 😛 Glad I'm not the only one thinking of thigh-fucking her in that outfit from her mirror selfie
Yunjin is so cock drunk, even to the point of contemplating Yes or No on taking the pills. (Just look at how breedable she looks lying down there)
I hope she isn't Stupid in Love with him, he is still Somi's boyfriend after all 😉
Yes I've been wanting to write more for her ever since she released that mirror selfie with that outfit, I think it came out a few days after I released the first fic lol
That slight pout in the last gif heh.
Yeah I debated making OC break up with Somi so I could do a harem arc, but eh, didn't feel needed. It was enough to write an intimate way and then a rough way for this two parter. If I write more LSF it'll just be individual fics I guess.
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the losers club ⚤ tomorrow x together (masterlist)
- just you dicking around with txt college!au besties
warnings: cursing, stupid tomfoolery, himbo!yeonjun, lowkey closet perv!soobin, band kid!kai, taehyun is the hottest man alive, beomgyu being an absolute MENACE, reader being the absolute rizzler without knowing (it’s what makes her rizzler🤪), ot5 chaos that can come only from ot5 chaos, ryujin is the faceclaim—feel free to ignore if need be, han sohee is your sister, yes that deserves a warning because you deserve time to mentally prepare for that kind of genetic being blessed to you, this is SUPPOSED to be unserious--please stop expecting greatness from me
tags: txtxreader (platonic), non-idol!au, college!au, txt, lsf, tomorrowxtogether, lesserafim, hansohee, drabble fics!, bulletpoint fics!
notes: surprise yall! this was literally not supposed to spawn until after stupid cupid, but i couldn’t help it lol—i desperately need to write crack and unfunny jokes to stay sane fr
enjoy this drabble/bulletpoint fic that will be updated whenever i feel like it :) y’all can also send in requests for this if you’d like with different ideas too!!
⚤ intro + more
⚤ the links
⚤ sick day
#txt#tomorrow x tomorrow#choi beomgyu#choi soobin#choi yeonjun#kang taehyun#huening kai#le sserafim#sakura miyawaki#kim chaewon#huh yunjin#kazuha#han sohee#txt smau#tomorrow x together smau#jungkook#soobin#yeonjun#beomgyu#taehyun#hueningkai#txt x reader#PLATONICALLY tho#the losers club
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Love your feet smut in any girl group besides red velvet who has your favorite feet that you want to write about
Hello there anonymous. Glad you've liked my works. Thank you for your message. 🥰 Yes, I like a lot of girl groups actually. Fromis9, Dreamcatcher, Gidle, IVE, LSF, Aespa, Itzy, Twice, Izone (R.I.P), Viviz, OMG, SNSD and much much more. I want to write a lot of idols: Eunbi, Gahyeon, Jiwon, Jiheon, Soyeon, Karina, Yeji, Eunha and others. 🤔
Before writing my Irene and Joy fics I've drafted secretary Ryujin back in 2022, but didn't finish it, cuz I lost my spark... Maaaaaaaaaybe I'll finish it one day haha. 🤣
Currently I'm drafting a fic featuring feet queen of Fromis_9 Jisun. I can't tell you much about it yet, because I'm still not sure what details is it going to have. 🙈
I'm a slow writer, it has been going really slow recently, I've been really busy with work... My apologies... 😅
I hope to release my new work asap. I'm trying to put all of the ideas together and shape it out to my liking. Please look forward to it!!!!!! 😊
Once again thank you so much for your message! 😘
As a little treat, here is one of my most fav Jisun clips of all time.
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ℒ ─── 𓊆ྀི meet the writer .ᐟ 𓊇ྀི 𓂃 ...
hiii you can call me ning (short for ninguitar), or js ninguitar, idrc !! she/him is fine !! i'm a minor 'nd i'm chinese !! eng. isn't my first lang. so please take that into account when reading my fics 😭
⠀一 ✿ NINGUITAR's FAVs !
groups.
◟ aespa ; ningning katseye ; manon and megan lsf ; chaewon and kazuha txt ; taehyun and yeonjun loona ; heejin and gowon piwon ; intak and jiung nwjns ; haerin and minji enhypen ; riki and sunghoon
western/etc.
◟ beabadoobee, clairo, faye webster, frank ocean, w2e, laufey, pinkpantheress, sza, NIKI, playboi carti, brent faiyaz, pnd, gemini, jaehyun, kalis uchis, steve lacy, jey, dosii., dean, and dpr ian/live.
⠀一 ✿ RULEs WHEN REQUESTING !
i. please, please bear with me !!! i'm a student nd i'm gonna prioritize my schoolwork over my tumblr blog, which means that sometimes fic requests may take a while for me to finish. 😭 with that being said, please don't ask me where your fic is, or if i finished it.
ii. DON'T send anything discriminatory/hateful in my inbox.
iii. please don't request anything with nsfw content; i will not write for any nsfw/smut as i'm a minor.
iv. groups i will write for/take requests for ; aespa, katseye, lsf, and newjeans.
v. i will only write for fem!reader.
⠀一 ✿ ANONs !
🏠, 🎧, 🎀💫
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I was tagged by @prince-luffy who is a very good egg. Also I'm in a waffling mood so there may be waffling. I might also be drunk.
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
25. Eight years of writing. Twenty-fucking-five. That's pretty pathetic lol.
2. What’s your total word count?
112,442. Almost a novel. Probably. It's a lot of cocks either way.
3. What fandoms do you write for?
Always Sunny currently, Preacher and Gotham in the past.
4. Top 5 fics by kudos:
1 - The Bird and the Worm
2 - Checkmate
3 - From Despair to Where
4 - Nice Guys Finish Last
5 - Lost Souls Forever
All Gotham, although Figure It Out is almost catching up with LSF which makes me happy. There's quite a bit of of novice cringe in that list, so click at your own peril. I guess we all had to learn somewhere.
6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
Where Did You Sleep Last Night? for sure. Honourable mentions to Comeback Kid and Time to Pretend, though.
7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
All His Suits Are Torn. :)
8. Do you get hate on fics?
Nah. Never written for a popular enough fandom.
9. Do you write smut?
Does the Pope shit in the woods?
10. Do you write crossovers?
Never fancied it. I've always preferred to stick as close to canon as I can. Alternate scenarios to episodes and scenes have always been my jam.
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Not that I'm aware of. More gifs than I can count though, sigh.
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
Again, not that I'm aware of. Years ago someone asked to translate Checkmate (I think?) to another language but I never saw anything of it. Maybe I didn't look hard enough.
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
I don't think I ever would have considered co-writing if I'd never met @constant-sinner. Our styles and kinks and preferences just gel so well.
Please check out our most recent collab: My God Is the Sun. We hadn't worked together since Evol in 2019 and it still just flowed so nicely. I do love me some shameless plugs.
14. What’s your all time favorite ship?
You can pry Cricksden from my cold, dead hands. A third of their fics on ao3 are mine and that pleases me greatly.
15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will?
Father of All Motherfuckers was my only wip but it got shitcanned because I just didn't have the time (or the ideas, lol). Not If You Were the Last Junkie on Earth rose from its ashes and honestly I'm happy about that. I really enjoyed writing it. I have toyed with the idea of a set of confessional fics using some of its remnants too, but ehhh. Maybe.
16. What are your writing strengths?
As Raymond says, whimsical blasphemy.
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
I've never been a fan of dialogue. Some of my stories have masses of it which leads me to believe I was possessed by some sort of loquacious demonic entity at the time. Junkie had zero dialogue and that wasn't even a conscious decision, but goddamn it felt nice.
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language?
If I could speak more than a few words of another language, sure.
19. First fandom you wrote for?
Gotham.
20. Favorite fic you’ve ever written?
Blasphemy (The Victimless Crime). It probably always will be. That fic helped me a lot and led to more fun than I could have ever envisioned. I owe it a motherfucking shitload.
tagging: @jessicorvus @bensonstablers and any other fic-writing mutual whose name may or may not have disappeared into my glass of Baileys. Salut.
#this was a lot of fun thanks for the tag! <3#personal#ao3#fort problematic#the bird and the worm#checkmate#from despair to where#nice guys finish last#lost souls forever#figure it out#where did you sleep last night#comeback kid#time to pretend#all his suits are torn#my god is the sun#evol#not if you were the last junkie on earth#blasphemy#*deep breath*#aaaaand we're done
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how was richgirl!yn with newjeans? were they nicer than the lsf girls and was she close (or at least in better terms with them than her current members) to them before being switched off?
yeah like said in the fic they honestly thought she was pretty cool they saw her as a big sister
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hello my lovelies. I've been off the internet for so long, and can't wait to be back at writing fics. currently requests open for skz, lsf and seventeen. I'll try to make short blurbs (1.5k words max) but don't blame if they get longer. thanks <33
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is y/n friends with any kpop idols? I feel like she would get along great with lsf yunjin.
Not currently! well- kinda? She is a really big fan of Le Sserafim especially after covering their song and being recognized by them multiple times. after Jam Republic met them (and other Hybe artists) she hit it off with all the members especially YunJin and Chaewon (spinoff aftermath fic where they're besties??🧐) and they all exchanged private social media handles (YunJin and Y/n snapchat each other on the daily).
she also met New Jeans and Enhypen- getting along with Minji and Hanni, even though they're a little younger than her; and then Jay and Jake even though they're older lol.
basically Y/n's a little social butterfly, so she's bound to make friends wherever she goes. i can see her being friends/wanting to be friends with GyuVin, Ricky, and Matthew from zerobaseone for some reason
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[tf2 minific] LSF: with your invite
fem!(Sniper/Spy) - rated T
Note: I must confess, I’d been trying to lead up to Sniper pulling that sick 10 second bit from the music video, Top or Cliff (at 2:50 in), which is great fun to watch. Couldn't really commit to a whole fic but I decided to just write the fun part anyway.
[Part 1] | [Part 2] | [Part 3]
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The final piece of Sniper’s rifle is hidden under a dresser on the third floor of the mansion. She gets down on all fours, ignoring how blood congeals at her side. Her knee pulls at the hem of her dress, getting caught under a pointed heel, and when Sniper bends further down, she hears a faint rip from the seams. Poor Demo’s never going to get her dress back. The dry cleaning alone would be a nightmare.
Sniper gropes beneath the dresser until her fingers find cold, hard metal. She closes her hand around the missing barrel for her rifle. Half of her wonders how the hell Spy managed to squirrel it away with all the other pieces, hiding them throughout the mansion. The other half is just happy to finally have it. When Sniper attempts to pull it free, one end bumps against something soft. Sniper frowns, adjusting the angle, and sets the barrel aside before reaching back in.
She pulls out her own pair of boots, along with a note tucked inside with handwriting that she is very familiar with.
The note reads, ‘You have 45 seconds.’
Sniper lets out a huff of laughter. She sits back, pulling up her dress and happily kicking off those bloody heels. Bugger all three inches of them. She snaps the heels off, shaking out two bullets from the hollow into her palm, before tossing the shoes over her shoulder. Thank fuck, she’ll not have to wear them out.
It takes ten seconds to stomp her blistered feet into her boots proper. The next thirty-five seconds are for putting her rifle together. Luckily, she’s gotten most of it already assembled on her way up. It only cost her a stab at the side from a very pissed maid, but Sniper’s been stabbed plenty times before. No need to fuss over it.
She shakes out her stupid glittery clutch for the scope attachment, and blissfully feels more like herself the moment she slaps it on.
All in all, Sniper is about five seconds late once she goes to the balcony, hiking one leg up against the railing for support. She loads up the rifle and rests the end of the barrel against the balustrade.
Five seconds late means that Spy has done more sweet talking than she would have liked. The mark is a sharp-eyed man, older but still quite handsome, if Sniper had to make an opinion. Spy looks good, clinging at his arm and steering him into a more open part of the gardens. There’s a red lipstick stain at the corner of the man’s mouth. He tilts his head for more, and Spy has to stand up on her toes to give him another kiss. She angles him perfectly.
Sniper inhales, slowly, and adjusts her aim. Pretty, she thinks, and isn’t quite sure if she means the clear sightine, the mark’s forehead, or Spy.
At the apex of her breath, she squeezes the trigger. There’s not a doubt in her mind that she wouldn’t miss.
Spy doesn’t get that second kiss in.
Sniper catches the beginnings of a grin on Spy’s blood-splattered face before she has to look away to reload. Mark’s mark marked. Shot clear right off.
“Hrm,” Sniper muses, pulling the bolt open and shut. She takes out the furthest bodyguard with her last bullet while Spy dispatches the second one with just her bare hands.
Turns out she definitely meant pretty for Spy.
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The SMG isn’t where Spy told her it’d be. Sniper peeks behind the kitchen counter for a third time before ducking back as bullets ricochet off pots and pans and various other kitchen things.
“Bugger,” Sniper says, miffed. Her rifle rests in her lap, a little bit useless now in close quarters combat. She tips her head back, letting it thump against the cabinet. There’s the sink in front of her. Above it, a rather large and shiny pan with a nice mirror reflection shows the number of people shooting into the kitchen. Sniper stares at it, glumly. Four. The odds aren’t too great.
Just as Sniper starts to contemplate using the frying pan as a weapon, she hears the sound of her own SMG fire a full round into the kitchen. Sniper waits until the noise putters off. The only sound that comes after is the steady taps of heels walking closer.
A couple of seconds later, Spy peers over the counter. Despite the blood over her face, she looks significantly less bedraggled than Sniper. Probably because she’s the one with the extra gun.
“I didn’t have time to hide the SMG,” Spy says, by way of apology. She tosses the gun to the side, empty and dry.
“S’all right,” Sniper grunts. She doesn’t much like using the SMG in any case. Spray and pray, for good reason. “How’re we lookin’?”
“Fine,” Spy says, which could mean anything. “There’s a sniper covering the front entrance. I saw the muzzle flash from the second story. Third window from the right.”
Sniper glances down at the rifle in her lap. She lets her legs stretch out. The razor cuts have started bleeding again, along with the other lacerations she’s managed to get. Real gashes from broken glass and blades, at least. “Out of bullets, darl. Unless you got one in that ample brassiere of yours.”
Spy rolls her eyes. “Your rifle barrel took up a lot of space.”
Sniper smirks. “...Or are you just happy to see me?”
Spy reaches for her. At first, Sniper is almost convinced Spy really is hot and bothered enough to start fooling around right this second—at this point, she wouldn’t put it past them—but Spy’s hand finds the back of Sniper’s head, drawing her in. It’s an impersonal gesture, completely professional when Spy slides her fingers through Sniper’s braid and pulls off the golden hair brooch and pin.
Sniper’s face heats up anyway. Bugger.
Then she flushes in a different way when Spy unscrews one of the decorative tassels and tips out a third sniper bullet from a hidden slot.
“You didn’t tell me?” Sniper says flatly, holding out her palm. “Thought you said it was a knife.”
Spy places the bullet into her hand, fingers lingering in Sniper’s grasp. She smiles. “Yes, I did not tell you.”
“Anythin’ else you’re not telling me?” Sniper asks, sarcastic, and loads the bullet.
Spy hauls her up, as unrepentant and steady in her heels as ever.
“Plenty,” she promises.
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What did you think of lsf's easy?? I liked it! Though it's definitely jumping on the low-fi train that newjeans made trend, it's really different from their past title tracks and I liked the dancing. I wonder why they released on a monday - maybe a shift in focus to sk rather than spending much effort on the west for this album? Also I may be blind but I don't understand what about the mv was too inappropriate to be shown on kbs. I didn't think there was anything out of the ordinary about it
I'm finally answering asks!! I'm really sorry! I work until late and when I get home I only have time to wash and make dinner, eat, read fics for an hour, and then crash... I could've replied to you last weekend but I was still processing the comeback... Anyway, I really appreciate getting asks even if I don't respond quickly... Sorry.
I too was surprised they dropped Easy on a Monday. I wonder if that was strategic or a matter of logistics. Even if Easy's a Korean track, I'm sure they're still aiming for a Hot 100 debut and to grow in the West. Even groups who chart worse than LSF in the US drop music on Friday. Dunno...
I absolutely hate the music video. I had a pretty negative reaction to the song at first because the music video is so pretentious. LSF have become a mockery of their concept. The copying black aesthetics in the MV, the posing, the absolute randomness of the outfits, scenes, visuals. It was hot garbage. Their facial expressions don't help them look less ridiculous and pretentious, especially Yunjin. Regarding it being censored, I thought it was because of Sakura and Kazuha being in bed together, but I read it was actually the hair dryer in the tub?
I was disappointed that Easy was nothing like Good Bones, which was a pretty creative and bold trailer. It sticks out like a sore thumb in the album.
Easy's a great song. Right now I'd say it's my favorite LSF song. The choreo is good too. However, at this point I can't admit I don't like the group... I like their music, especially the title tracks, but I don't like their stage presence, their dance, their vocals, the image they project. Yunjin - and I'm sorry for being another Yunjin "hater" (not a hater, just not a fan) - annoys me with her exaggerated "I'm so hot and cool" facial expressions and mannerisms, and her voice is unpleasant to me; Eunchae is really young, I know, but her voice sounds flat and empty, she's stiff and looks scared on stage, and her dancing is awkward; Chaewon has a nice voice and stage presence, but she doesn't grab me in any way; Kazuha is a good dancer, with good facial expressions, and she's a decent singer (even without a good voice, she's versatile); and Sakura, who's my favorite member, can't sing and her stage presence isn't great.
Actually, on the topic of Sakura, they keep giving her the wrong lines. They try to give her easy lines because she's a bad singer, but it just makes her stand out even more, and some of the lines are so unnecessary the song would be better without them. She did so much better on Fearless and Antifragile - her stage presence was much better too. Now she just gives these empty smiles during her 1 second lines and it doesn't fit her at all. Sakura's fancams are actually the only LSF fancams that don't bore me, because she uses her head and shoulders really well, and she has nice subtle facial expressions - she's more dynamic and consistent than the others. Yet, on stage, she's the second most boring to watch after Eunchae. I think she could stand out a lot more if they knew how to utilize her, which they clearly don't. I just watched her debut Fearless fancam and her facial expressions were so much more natural there, and her lines didn't make her stand out in a bad way. Eunchae looked better in that fancam too.
Like I said, LSF have become slaves to their concept. At this point they're just caricatures.
Also, one more complaint, sorry! Their performances are pretty boring to me because they rarely sing. I'm honestly starting to hate kpop performances in general. I can't stand the non-singing. You have veteran groups (eg. Twice) who can't even sing without a very loud backtrack, and still skip most of their lines...
Anyway, the album itself is... okay. I don't really like LSF's bsides. They're generally soft which doesn't suit their weak vocals. Swan Song is nothing special, and neither is Smart. The choreos are meh too. We got so much might be my favorite bside in Easy. I think their best non-title track is probably Jewelry. That song is cool.
Anyway, sorry for the negative rant, I wanted to get it out of my chest... Thanks for the ask!
Edit: I just remembered something else I wanted to vent about. I see Redditors losing their shit over LSF's Easy encores, and they're all out of their minds, ffs. Haven't they heard their previous encores or any of their live vocals? LSF sounded pretty good in those encores. Sakura was pitchy and uncomfortable as always, but showed improvements, Kazuha sounded like the studio version, Eunchae sounded close to the studio version too, and Chaewon and Yunjin sounded good to me - I don't know why people are insisting Yunjin sounded off or worse than usual? They actually sounded better than in previous encores, but people are reacting like it was terrible. I mean, what were they expecting? You think Hybe uses so much autotune on them because they like autotune? They do, but they don't lather Jungkook's vocals in autotune, now do they? Still, it was a normal encore. I don't get the dogpiling on them over this.
#ask#le sserafim#reviews#text#thanks for the ask!#sorry for being so negative and taking so long hope you don't hate me
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𓊆ྀི𐙚𓊇ྀི CURRENT WIPS
⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ CALLING ME THE ONE IM THE WHITE LIGHT : TBD 𝐫elease𝓼
NOTE : Minors / No age listed blogs will be blocked if seen consuming non-sfw works on my blog. I do write non-horror (gore) / sfw fics, please look forward to those instead, as I plan them they will be listed.
LATE NIGHT TALKS : ghostface!co-radio host!heeseung x fem!radio host!reader
𝐬yn. : being the host of a college late night talk show was a passion project since freshman year of college, but now as a senior, y/n hadn't expected the fame it brought to herself on campus... but maybe it was the recent string of murders that caused more tuning in than ever seen before.
𝐰arnings. / 𝐭ags. : (18+!). small series. gore. horror. college au. similar to a murder mystery au. swearing. mentions of wanting to vomit (no vomiting occurs). humor. mildly suggestive. no smut. main character death. side character death. heeseung and jay are manipulators. jay and heeseung have a small argument. enha members as main / side characters. lsf members as side characters. ive members as side characters. pet names used mockingly (baby, sweetheart, honey). more to be added as parts come out.
PART TWO RELEASE DATE: JUNE 1ST-JUNE 3RD, 2024
Run The Night : investigation team!enhypen x fem!private investigator!reader
𝐬yn. : when y/n agreed to take on a mysterious job that no one else in her team wanted, she expected some hardships, but nothing like she’s experiencing thus far. meeting up with a completely different investigation team makes life a bit easier though, especially when there’s seven of them. she just never could’ve fathomed the horrific scenes that would unfurl in front of all of their eyes and with no way to contact her original team, all she can do is move forward.
𝐰arnings. / 𝐭ags. : (18+)! series. investigator au. virus / zombie au. horror. body horror. gore. enha members as main characters. no smut. swearing. humor. not really romantical but there’s flirting and tension sooooo who knows in the end. no character death but a lot of character harm. fem reader.
PART ONE RELEASE DATE: [TBD]
STAY TUNED ! MORE TO COME
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It’s finally time. What is/are your favorite fic/s you’ve written and posted in 2024?
Ayy an easier one because I didn't write many this year :P
WWZD because group breed
Fire in the belly/womb
Smart Home was a bit of a wtf, I was in my LSF phase with those two stories lol
Cheeky Icy Thong because Sieun
Everflow because great pun and squirting
Maybe one more to be released that could be my favorite? Hmm Hmm XD
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HELLOOOOO
I am so sorry I have been so inactive recently. I was writing my exams and was SUPER busy , but they are now OVERRRR. THIS MEANS I CAN NOW BINGE ALL OF YOUR FICSS
Anyway, how have you been?
HI!!!
I've missed you so much, your reblogs are some of my favourite comments on fics. I was gonna message you as well being like all okay, I haven't seen a reblog from you in some time 😅.
Nothing to be sorry about, IRL gets like that. Well I hope your exams went great and you get the marks you want!!!.
BINGE READ TO YOUR HEARTS CONTENT!! If reblogs every chapter get too much an ask with all the reactions works too, whatever you feel comfortable with. I'm just happy your back 💗💕.
I've been good, graduating next month so that's exciting. SPEAK NOW TAYLORS VERSION is coming SOON. INTERNATIONAL ERAS DATES HAVE COME OUT. God knows I don't have the money for them 😅😭. The Enha comeback was so good. LSF comeback was also a bop. I can't think of any other comebacks that I loved but there's more probably 😂.
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