#i'm trying to get back in the groove and be excited to write since that's been... challenging as of late

[injvns]

if words were flowers - zhong chenle

wc: 478

notes: based off the title of the curtis harding song :P enjoy!!!

if words were flowers, chenle would give you them all.

you don't know how long it's been since he opened his mouth, but it's been quite a bit since he shut it. 

he started off showing you clips of the latest golden state warriors game, raving about steph curry, then it went to how basketball has been going for him personally, to how if he had his own team he'd make daegal the mascot, and now he's planning a picnic date with you and daegal.

"do you think we could bring those chocolates you like or would that be too risky?" chenle's got his notes app open, writing down his groundbreaking picnic ideas, "ooh! or maybe i can get the macarons from the place in town instead!"

he looks so proud of himself as he backspaces to replace the words 'chocolate maybe??' with 'macarons from that one place.'

you can't help but smile at his excitement, it amazes you how chenle never lacks the imagination to keep endless conversations. words flow out of him like petals in the wind.

he hasn't stopped rattling off ideas, you honestly think his brain runs at least 20 miles faster than his mouth can keep up with. you also think it might be time to finally cut him off.

"babe, we can have a picnic whenever we want, slow down." you reach out to grab his phone from his hands, "figuring out all the details doesn't need to be done today."

he turns to you in sync with the taking of his phone, "but i was on such a roll.."

"and i'm sure you can get your groove back whenever," you put his phone on the table beside the couch before quickly turning back to him, "your thoughts are kind of endless, lele."

he scoffs, "you know you love my voice, don't even try to deny it." the sentence ends with an overly dramatic eye roll.

"i do love your voice, but i also hate you so they cancel each other out." you shrug nonchalantly as you say it, though your grin is anything but.

"then i guess i just have to talk so much that it overpowers the hate." he copies you, shrugging casually, but eyes smiling brightly.

"i guess you do," your head falls onto his shoulder, a content sigh leaving your lips.

chenle has never been one to stop talking around you, or at all. it's like his brain is running at full speed while his mouth is on autopilot, and today is no different. you can feel the vibrations of his voice as he talks, head rested where his neck meets his shoulders. it's relaxing, lulling you into a sleepy daze, but you'd rather die than give up listening to the soothing tones of chenle's voice.

if words were flowers, you'd cherish every single blossom chenle gifted you.

[a-casual-kpopfan]

It's a Date. - Karina

Shoutout to @capslocked for the little beta read. <3

I'm starting to get back into the writing groove, dropping small fics here and there. This was fairly short and sweet, I hope you all enjoy as usual. :)

~~~~~

You were one of the hosts to take Aespa around New York while they’re on tour; today was an off day and you were with the group and their managers going out to several shopping districts and trying desserts throughout the day. 

“Oppa, how come you’re not looking around for things?” Little Winter walking along next to you like a puppy, if a puppy can carry like 5 shopping bags with their paws.

“I live in the city Winter; this is my lifestyle.” You look around the shopping centre, it’s bustling and hustling as NYC would be normally. “Oh, come on oppa, there’s got to be something for you to do too, what about a girlfriend?” You had to think about it, it’s been a while since you were out with someone, let alone had a long-term relationship. “Ah, the last time I dated someone was back in college.” You gave a little smile to Winter as the two of you walked just behind the main group of members and managers.

Karina who’s walking along the main group takes a glance behind, seeing you and Winter laughing through your conversation. She excuses herself from the main group and slows down to the pace of you and Winter. “Ahh, what’s so funny?” Karina may be one of the most visually appealing idols and one of the most captivating people to ever walk this planet. But her looks don’t define who she is; Karina is actually a walking toddler.

Her cheeks are puffed up and lips in a pout. “Winter here is calling me a fossil, calling me old because I haven’t dated since college!” You were playing along with the act, acting a little whiny and childish which was alright, you’ve been with the girls a couple days already, they’re really playful and outgoing which is something you really appreciate seeing in Korean idols compared to a lot of Western stars you’ve hosted around every once in awhile.

Winter laughs uncontrollably on your left side, and is holding onto your arm, Karina is happy to see that there’s someone to trust outside of their group. “How old are you then oppa?” Karina tilts her head like a puppy, it really seems like Aespa as a group is a bunch of little puppies. “I’m 26 years old.” Winter pretends to be super shocked, exaggerating a dropped jaw. “Oh, my goodness, you’re a grandpa!”

“Yah, I’m only 3 years older than Karina.” Trying to defend yourself from Winter, but on the other side Karina is laughing at Winter’s reaction. “Oh, you’re not that old oppa, I just see the little white hairs appearing on your head.” Karina jokes around but catches you off guard making your jaw genuinely drop. “Ms. Karina!” Your jaw stays open but with a smile, you are putting your hand over your heart as if you got shot, but what really shot you is Karina’s smile and laughter.

Your walk through the mall was fun, it was all smooth going until…

“Oppa! Let’s go get you some clothes!” Giselle, the most fluent in English, pulls you into a local clothing shop. “Giselle!” The idol continued pulling your arm, you really didn’t have a choice. “Please, just call me Aeri.” With a reassuring smile that it’s okay to be on a first name basis at this point. “I feel like we’ll know each other a lot more after today.” Aeri with an excited smile, confuses you but you just go with the vibe.

“Oo, you'd be good with this… And this… We should try this too…” Aeri is picking out several pieces of clothing, going through different kinds of pants, looking at the blazers and some tops. “Giselle.” Aeri looks at you with a glare. “Aeri…” The glare changed to a smile, relieving you of possible stress. “Oppa, just try these on, okay?” Dumping a small pile of clothes into your arms, all you could do is sigh and accept it.

You went through multiple variations of outfits from all the clothes that Aeri has chosen for you. After spending about a half hour trying on clothes, there was a set that both you and Aeri found fond of. “Wah, oppa! You look so handsome!” You were wearing a short sleeve dark blue blazer, though worn open and on the inside, a nice grey, almost a salt & pepper style t-shirt, a black jean, complemented with a very dark brown leather shoe. “Wow, I have to hand it to you; you have great style Aeri.”

“Perks of being an idol~” You look through the mirror and watch Aeri pose with a V sign, making you laugh.

“That decides it, let’s go buy them!” You shook your head and looked at Aeri through the mirror. “I may be making decent money but buying all this is too expensive for me.” Your little shopping companion comes up to the mirror and looks you in the eye. “Oppa, who said you were going to pay?” And out of her pocket is her credit card from the company. “Yah, wouldn’t they be mad if you bought something not for you with this card?”

“This is the least that I can do being such a great host for us the last couple days.” You turn around to see a sincere smile and it doesn’t seem like she would take ‘No’ as an answer. “Okay, you win this round.” Aeri clapping her hands and you shrug in defeat as you make yourself to a change room with your original clothing.

Aeri kept to her word, now you’re walking along with Ningning and holding quite a lot of clothing. “Are you having fun with us, oppa?” It’s almost like each member is having their turn with you throughout the day. “Sure, I am Ningning, I get to spend time with very famous idols.” Ningning wasn’t satisfied with that answer. “What do you really like to do for fun?” You were confused as to why the idols are being really personal with you lately.

“Hmm, I’m originally from South Korea, but after moving here I really grew into North American culture. Watching basketball games, going out for bar food like wings and burgers with friends late at night. I do enjoy playing billiards, I’m always open to trying new activities.” Ningning now seems to be happy with that answer. “It seems that you’re very active.” You and Ningning kept the conversation going with each other, more and more you’re finding out the girls like to drink and eat a lot in the dorm, yet they seem so fit for the amount of food they consume and more Ningning is finding out your habits here in New York.

Once finding a restaurant to have a late lunch, you and the group were seated but you offered to sit separately as you would like to give the girls and managers their privacy.

“Nonsense! You’re sitting with us!” Karina was not happy with your suggestion. “You’re a part of us and you’re sitting with us.” The leader was standing firm, and wouldn't budge for anything. “Because you’re trying to bail on us, I’m making you sit next to me to keep an eye on you.” Karina poking your chest with her finger, you were given no choice. You couldn’t help but smile about it and shrugged. “Good, let’s go.” Karina grabbed your hand and dragged you in.

You were led to a large table fitting for 8 near the back of the restaurant, not completely private but obscure enough to eat comfortably. Karina sat on a bench with Winter and a manager beside her, one seat was left, and you were going to offer it to Ningning or Giselle, but you watch them already sit on the other side of the table with their other managers. “Nope, with me oppa.” Karina was sitting down, looking up to you with a smile.

“I really can’t get away from you, can I?” You finally gave up and sat down to the group’s leader. “Looks like someone has a liking for him.” Winter nudges Karina, shortly getting a slap to the leg to deny the teasing. “Yah…” You couldn’t hear the little whispers, you tried to ignore everything so the members can have a sense of comfortability and privacy, but then Karina can easily notice that you’re feeling uncomfortable.

“Hey… It’s okay.” Karina lays her palm on top of your hand and pats it. “Just be yourself, that’s all I ask for.” Her head is on a tilt, her smile, sincere. You nod your head and try your best to follow Karina’s asking. She’s always tried to make sure that her members were comfortable, that her manager was okay, but you being an outsider only have been with them for a short amount of time, Karina had always made sure that everyone was alright, she’s a great leader.

Lunch went smoothly, you and the managers had some good laughs, the members were having a good time, but alas all things must come to an end. The shopping is done, lunch is over, now you’re walking the girls and managers back to the hotel.

You bid your farewells, but Karina comes running back to you before you have the chance to leave the premises. “Oppa, I have a favour to ask you.” Karina's demeanour is off, hands behind her back, one foot balance on her toes, her eyes facing the ground, avoiding your gaze. “What is it, Karina?” You were curious, it’s not everyday you have a beautiful woman in front of you acting like a fool.

“I... Uh… Have this friend who’s coming to the city later tonight… I was hoping you could tour her around, like you did with us?”

“Oh… What could I have hoped for?”

“Sure, what time should I meet her?” You accepted without an issue, you wanted to be a good guy, you just spent a few days with the group and why should you decline? It’s not like you have a date to attend to.

“Yay! Thank you oppa, here’s her number, meet her here at 8pm!” Karina hands you a paper with an unusual phone number, not an area code you’re familiar with but you took in anyways. “Thank you oppa.” Karina bowed in respect before running back inside the hotel.

You would be a little disappointed, but this is a favour.

~~~~~

You make it back to the hotel at the time Karina told you to be there by, you texted the phone number that you arrived in the front. Good thing Aeri took you to go shopping for new clothes, you must dress up a little for the New York nightlife.

You: Hey, I’m in front of the lobby.

Unknown: I’ll be right there!

That reply came quickly, you were on a look out for someone outside the hotel, but the results would surprise you.

“Good evening oppa.”

You spin around to Karina, a different outfit from this afternoon. Instead of a white sweater and a long skirt, the Aespa leader is changed into a thin back long sleeve, mesh-like material being near fully see-through, a black bandeau underneath, complimenting her large bust and curves, paired with blue jeans and to finish with black boots.

“K-Karina?!”

Shocked to see the leader alone, no supervision, not even anyone watching from the entrance. “I hope you don’t mind me taking off my extensions, I felt like the short hair for our date.” Karina plays with her hair then smiles at you, she has somewhat of a gummy smile.

“Wait, I’m sorry, our date?” You were extremely caught off guard, Karina? Aespa’s leader? A kpop idol? A date? With you? “You could have better options than this old man.” The idol slowly walked towards you, grabbing your hand with both of hers, it’s now you really took the time to see, Karina has baby hands. “Why not? You treated us well, made sure we were comfortable, this is the least I could do… And I want to get to know you more.”

“But I live here, you need to go back to South Korea soon.” The idol was only giggling, she probably has already thought about it, otherwise you wouldn’t think she would go through the trouble of setting up a date with you. “We can cross that bridge when we get to it. There is a lot of tour guides in South Korea that would like a bilingual tour guide.”

With Karina’s amazing smile looking at you the way it is, how could you deny her?

“Okay Karina.”

“Please, my name is Yu Jimin.”

You smile and chuckle.

“Okay Jimin, what would you like to do tonight?”

She pulled away one hand, but still held yours with one. “Hmmm…” Her facial expression turned to a pout, playfully laying a finger on her chin, exaggerating the fact she’s thinking. “How about we go to a bar, get some wings and maybe watch a basketball game if there’s any?” Your jaw was left open, how could she have known?

“Ningning?”

“Mhmm.” With a cute nod.

How would you survive spending the night with Kar- Jimin?

The two of you walked off in a direction where you heard was a good restaurant that had some of the best wings and flavours, Jimin couldn’t let go of your hand, she was basically latched on your arm at this point.

“Oppa, are the New York Knicks any good?”

“Oh man… Don’t get me started…”

[crescencestudio]

๋࣭⭑ Devlog #41 | 5.28.24 ๋࣭⭑

It's hot girl (/gender neutral) summer season

HAPPY MAY!!

Hope you're all doing well <3 We're already getting into summer, which is a little crazy to me. The year is flying by! Before I get into what we actually did this month, it wouldn't be a May devlog without our annual Mermay celebration!

Look at those locks. His Ariel/Rapunzel era fr

Since I already had updated Mermay pieces for the Alaris LIs, I decided to do one for our beloved Van this year ^^ Hope you all like it!

For writing this month, I spent a lot of it catching up on Etza edits. Being totally transparent, I wasn't Completely Happy with their route when their draft was finished. But now that I've started the editing process with Wudgey, I'm really excited to see how their route is shaping up!!! We've been fleshing a lot of little interactions out with their route, and I can already see Etza's character really starting to shine with these edits ^^

I've also been chipping away at Kuna'a's route! While it's nowhere near finished, I'm hopeful that this upcoming month will be the month of Kuna'a now that I don't have a bunch of releases I'm trying to balance. His route is also one of the ones whose outline is more fleshed out (Druk and Etza I would say were the least fleshed out, which might be why they also took a bit longer). So I'd love to see Kuna'a's first draft complete/almost complete by the next devlog!

This month, I had to dust off my art skills tbh LMFAOIJSDF. It's been.... a WHILE since I've made CGs since I've been in the writing and coding dungeon for so long. So most of this month's art updates are me getting tilted from redrawing an ugly sketch over and over.

I DID manage to get the Van Mermay piece out. And I also was able to sketch out Kayn's Tragic End CG; that leaves only one CG that has to be sketched out! Currently, six of their CGs are finished, two need to be rendered, and one needs to be drawn still.

And since Kayn's CGs are mostly done, I've started drawing Fenir's. I was actually able to finish one because I basically Locked In when I made it, so here is a sneak peek!

Kisses his little pink nose

You might notice there's not toooo many updates on this month's devlog. The reason for that is because this month, I spent a lot of it recovering both mentally and physically. April shenanigans and those back-to-back releases took a lot out of me, and after going full speed basically since this year started, I learned I REALLY needed a break. That coupled with the concussion I got made it so that most of this month was focused on recovering and then getting back into the groove of things.

Another thing I tried to focus on this month was finding a balance in my workflow. Going into this month, I felt like I was on the verge of a mental breakdown almost every day, in large part because I have a lot of big things I'm trying to accomplish this year. Between finishing my dissertation, Alaris, and a personal big event that I have to plan, I have a lot on my plate this year, and it's made it easy to get overwhelmed as the months pass by. So I wanted to find a balance between all three that didn't make me feel like I was also falling into insanity. After talking to beloved Wudgey of @herotome fame, I've started adopting a schedule that gives me enough structure and flexibility to feel like I'm making progress without going crazy and getting lost in the sauce.

While it's still early in the process, I'm really happy with the balance I've hit, and I'm feeling much more like myself now compared to a month ago!

I caught up on quite a few things in my backlog this month, which made me happy ^^ I always like to learn from and support other devs, so finally being able to return to that helped with the recovery process <3

I don't have any actual fanart pieces, but there are a couple of games I'd like to highlight!

First of all, of course I must talk about our hot girl (/gender neutral) summer cross-promo. If you haven't checked out these games, I can't recommend them enough!!

Links to each game can be found on the Alaris Game page under the magic and mystery otome section!

Specifically, Save the Villainess, The Good People, and Thorn for the Villain are amazing games if you're into thriller/political games layered with mystery

The Silent Kingdom (which I played recently and is AMAZING) and Dual Chroma (Otojam 2023 ALLY) have added mechanics of RPG for exciting action-adventure fantasy stories

Lost in Limbo, Obscura, and Snow White Ashes are BEAUTIFUL dark fantasy games. I've played all three of these and they have some of the most beautiful writing and visuals... BIG FAN OF ALL OF THEM.

Mask Beyond Lies and Sigh of the Abyss have that epic fantasy adventure appeal to them, in a way that I think is similar to Alaris! And Pearlglow Cafe (another Otojam 2023 ALLY) is a very lighthearted and charming game for those of you who like the comfy vibe that most of my stories have!!

Some other games that I played are Favor (@favorvn) by beloved @concreteparasite which is SOOOOO stylish. If you've played Binary Star Hero by Connie, you can expect that same stylish, dark, sultry vibe from Favor. If you haven't checked out either of those games by Connie, I can't recommend them enough, especially if you like yanderes. There is so much aesthetic and atmosphere to them!

I also played Where Winter Crows Go by @prikarin who is a VERY talented developer (and one I'm sure many are familiar with). I had a lot of fun romancing Crowe and both the MC and him have such strong personalities, it was so fun seeing their dynamic!!!! The CGs were also made by anta, who is the dev behind Thorn for the Villain, and they're BEAUTIFULLLLL. Each one has so much style and rly has a professional look to them. Can't recommend enough if you haven't played already ((heads up that it is another yandere game for those who can't do yandere!))

Okay I've yapped enough. If you've made it this far, you are god's strongest soldier LFMASLDIFJ. See you all next month with hopefully some exciting progress!

[braxlrose]

I miss ur writings sm :(

I am so sorry that I've been gone for so long, I haven't posted any fan fiction in so many months and honestly I lost motivation 😭 so many ppl who were in this fandom and I created a community with, were slowly getting over this "phase" and it definitely affected me. But I'm going to try and get back into writing. I hope this will do good for now! Ive had a lot of ppl recently ask for 2005 bill hcs, and I've done that before so if this is repetitive for something else I've written, sorry!

content warnings: none

a/n: I'll be updating my tag list since it hasn't been updated since like August of last year and I don't want to be tagging people who don't care or want to see these posts anymore. So if you wanna be tagged, let me know!

2005!bill kaulitz x f!reader

sfw:

- I'm an alternative person so whenever I write for bill, I always imagine him with an alternative girl 😞 even though from what I've seen he's never really been w/ an alternative one, BUT LETS PRETEND OKAY 🙏🙏

• he absolutely loves doing hair together, I think he enjoys helping you do your hair in the morning and your make up. And he's even more greatful if you do his makeup. Then he can just relax while you help him.

• pookie has crunchy ass hair at the end of the day when he has to wash it out, don't make fun of him 😞

• getting piercings together is something he LOVES doing with you. Mainly early piercings because he only has a tongue and eyebrow piercing on his face.

• if you made music too, he would always go to your concerts and basically scream the entire time. Hopefully, you'd do the same for him.

• if you have longer nails, head scratches are always a must and he will lay in your lap for literal hours while you pamper him.

- I personally think he would love to learn words in your language if you keep something different than German. And despite what anybody thinks, he finds it hilarious to learn the dirty words.

• if you cook him something from your culture, he will literally die. He basically thinks everything about you is so cool, and learning about a culture different from his is so exciting

• but if you two really want to date, you'll have to both try to learn English or each other language because there is going to be a hard language barrier between you two.

- I think one of the reasons he would've fallen in love with you is because you were upfront with him. He's not the type of guy to just go up and kiss someone so if you confess first, that would make things so much easier.

- obviously, you'd have to get along with Tom, Georg and Gustav. So if you don't, there's no way he'll go out with you, especially if you can't get along or hate Tom.

-Dates together consist of stuff you guys bought somewhere, or if you guys went to a fastfood restaurant.

• He doesn't have a lot of money yet so dates wouldn't exactly be high class, hopefully you don't mind 😉

-Since this is around the time Tokio Hotel is getting increasingly famous, there are fangirls around trying to flirt and ask out bill all the time and he has to shoo them off. He reminds you every night about how much he loves you and that those fan girls shouldn't bother you.

-he likes to spoon you a lot, and you two switch back n forth between him being the big spoon and the small spoon.

• I think he also really likes it when you lay on top of him, with your face in his neck and your legs wrapped around him. (This also works sitting upwards).

• cuddling with him is so nice too because he actually smells really good 😱

- I think he still gets very insecure sometimes because of the haters and people who harass the band because they don't like them and you reassure him a lot.

a/n pt 2: sorry this wasn't too long! I'm trying to get back into the groove of writing so if this is terrible I'm sorry 😞

taglist: none right now

[starkspondwater]

Wanted- Kenny McCormick x Reader

Summary: It's Kenny's turn to play 7 minutes in heaven...though it doesn't pan out the way it normally would. Something tells you that you could easily turn the night around for him, you just might have to be bold.

Warnings: Smut, giving and (kind of) receiving head

a/n: I'm trying to get more into writing smut- still makes me feel silly every time I write but practice makes perfect! Kenny might be OOC but I kind of wanted kicked puppy Ken to make an appearance!

A semester away from South Park was…odd, you decided. You had been desperate for the opportunity to grow and stretch your legs from the confines of home but a part of your heart ached for your small and humble town. One big aspect you missed was how social you could be there, how you knew everyone and what was going on. In a bigger place it was just a little difficult to make friends, social calendars never lined up, and homework kept you inside.

When you received a text invitation for a party at Tolkien's over break, you happily accepted.

Being away for even a short time had you missing the familiar streets and views. Apparently, you were missed as well if the tight hug Heidi trapped you in was any indication.

“Oh my god, I’m so happy you’re back!” She let go to look at you, showing off those dimples you suddenly realized you had dearly missed. “I told everyone you were coming and let’s just say you’re practically the guest of honor!”

“I don’t need anyone making a huge fuss! I wasn’t even the only one that went away for school.”

“Psh, you’re the only one out of state! We still see Wendy and Kyle since they're only in Denver. You basically dropped off the face of the planet, Y/N.” Heidi quirked an eyebrow at you.

“Huh…hadn’t thought of it like that…” shaking off the guilt that began to rise, you changed the subject. “So how is everyone?”

If there was one thing to know about Heidi, it is that she never left any details out. As she went in on what everyone had been doing, the two of you got ready for the evening.

“...and Kenny is still at the autoshop with Kevin. Of course he’ll be there tonight too.”

At the mention of Kenny you felt excited. In highschool he was no doubt the biggest flirt, and a fun one at that. You lost count of how many times he had made you laugh out loud in class, much to the teacher’s irritation. It also didn’t hurt that you had the smallest of crushes on the boy. Well…maybe you were a little obsessed with him back then.

He was cute with those baby blues of his, it was a shame he didn’t have much success with all that flirting he did. Being one of the poorest in town, many of the girls thought being with him would be a downgrade, something you always thought was such bullshit. While he never had seriously asked you out, it still made your blood boil to see how the other girls in class had talked about him. Thankfully though, it never seemed to bother him. He kept his easy going grin and kept on being himself, all while you always sat not so far away hoping he’d notice just how into him you were instead.

You couldn’t help the slight flutter you felt at the possibility of seeing him tonight.

The party was in full swing as you pulled up, music pumping and practically rattling the windows. Inside was much louder and you quickly found yourself lost in the groove of things, warm bodies surrounding you on all sides.

Every old face you saw brought you surprise and joy, friendly hugs coming fairly often as you danced your way around the room. It was surprising how much everyone seemed to change, how good everyone looked. Part of you hoped that they saw you the same way too.

“Y/N! They have games!” Heidi slurred, pulling you along the throngs of people. You hadn’t been here long and already the poor girl was sloshed.

In another room sat a number of old friends and new faces, all organized in a mess of a circle around a bottle. Carefully placing yourself down, you made eye contact with the one person you really wanted to see tonight.

Kenny McCormick had grown even cuter in the time you had been away. His hair, always shaggy, had grown into a bit of mullet that somehow worked for him. A flash of metal told you he had also acquired a new lip ring, drawing special attention to that mouth of his. Who were you kidding- he wasn’t cute, he was hot.

There was one thing that seemed to remain completely the same- those mischief filled blue eyes.

It had been his turn to spin the bottle, a small flick sending it round and round. In no time at all it landed on a pretty blonde girl off to your left, a girl you hadn’t seen before. Something in you ached as you watched a large grin grow on Kenny’s face, showing off the missing canine he lost back in junior year. To your surprise, the girl looked disappointed, pouting at her friend next to her.

“Can we re-spin?” Her voice whined, causing a few around them to laugh.

“See Kinny! I told you no one wanted your poor ass to play!” Cartman snickered. You hadn’t yet noticed the rotund boy off to the side, a few empty beer cans littering the table next to him.

You expected Kenny to flip the bird and laugh, maybe give another dig back to Cartman as he had always done. Instead, you felt your heart sink as you watched him pick himself off the floor and walk off.

Without thinking you hopped up as well to follow, only a few beats behind him. He had only just made his way up the stairs when you caught his sleeve, the touch making him jump a bit.

“Hey…” you breathed, finally face to face with him after months away. You weren’t really sure what you planned on doing or saying, but the look on his face when he turned broke you. This was not the Kenny you remembered.

“Hey uh…long time no see,” the smirk Kenny gave came out more like a grimace. “I just…didn’t feel like playing anymore, y’know?”

“Yeah…I just thought what she said was kind of rude. Same with Cartman though he’s always been an ass.”

“But nothing said was untrue.” Shoving his hands into his pockets Kenny shifted a little, curling in on himself slightly. “I mean, I’m poor. That’s kind of a fact around here or didja forget?”

“Okay? Most of those assholes are poor now too. We all have student loans.” Crossing your arms you gave the blond in front of you a look. He hesitated a bit, like he was trying to figure out what exactly you were trying to do.

“...I smell bad. I have missing teeth, my hair is greasy, I can’t even afford to take anyone on an actual date and-” As Kenny started listing things off rapid fire, you pulled him into a nearby closet. Fumbling, you found the light switch, now covering you both in a dim light.

“W-what are you doing?” Kenny, for the first time since you’ve known him, looked nervous.

“Showing you that everything you just said was bullshit.” You had always wondered what it would be like to have his full attention, not just the small amount of flirting he’d do in school. Now that you had it, you weren’t going to blow it.

Gently, you placed your hands on his shoulders, bringing him closer. At this distance you could feel the body heat radiating off of him in waves along with something else.

“As far as I can tell, you don’t smell,” Kenny had a bit of a natural scent to him, not really ‘clean’ but something more manly…something you felt was actually quite intoxicating. “The missing tooth, for your information, actually looks pretty fucking attractive attractive when you smile.”

Reaching up one hand you ran it though his shaggy locks, bringing his head incrementally closer to yours. “Your hair does not feel greasy, and honestly Kenny…I don’t give a shit about what you can and can’t afford.”

Hungry lips met your own, lip ring sliding deliciously along your mouth. Those hands that you had once fantasized about were now gripping your hips hard. You recalled Heidi mentioning his line of work and had the thought how strong those hands must really be.

Kenny’s lips moved to your neck, open mouthed kisses peppered in such a way that every spot he found was a sensitive one. You couldn’t help the sounds you made as he left marks along your jaw. 

“You have no idea how much I’ve wanted this. I had it so fucking bad for you in school.” his voice rumbled against your throat.

“Are you fucking kidding me? “ You barked a laugh, making him momentarily stop. “You mean we could’ve been doing this all along?” 

With a wicked grin Kenny sunk down to his knees, hands quickly working at bunching up your skirt.

“Could’ve been doing more than just kissin’, doll.” The vibration of his mouth on your clothed cunt made you jolt. 

You felt dizzy with your hands gripping his hair, your mind going pleasantly blank due to the what of his mouth. You were definitely soaked, and even through the panties you had on he seemed to love the taste, humming in pleasure with every kiss. Suddenly, a thought occurred to you- Didn’t you follow him up here to make him feel better?

“Kenny…Ken, stop a second,” your voice felt far away to your own ears as you spoke, gaining Kenny's attention. He hesitantly stopped, giving you a look of confusion and hurt. 

“As much as I really want to continue this,” and oh god how you wanted to with his pretty face looking up at you like that. “I was hoping to make you feel good…Can I?”

Kenny seemed to take a minute to understand what you were actually saying, but when it clicked his eyes went wide.

“Really? Like, you’re sure you want to do that? With me?” He sounded surprised. As you slowly dragged him back to his feet, he appeared anxious.

Popping open the front button of his jeans, you lowered yourself down to the floor. Kenny, thinking quick, pulled down one of the coats hanging up and gave it to you. You felt yourself flush with how thoughtful he was as you placed the coat under your knees. Sliding down the zipper, you tugged his pants down leaving Kenny in his boxers, now tight front he bulge he was sporting.

Hooking a finger into the waistband, you freed it, his cock bouncing up and nearly smacking you in the face. You weren’t sure what you expected, but it was fairly impressive and long with a leaky pink tip.

Stroking a few times, Kenny’s knees buckled and a low moan dropped from his lips. Giving a sly smile, you took a couple long licks down his length before taking him into your mouth.

“Ah-shit. Ungh!” you could feel the slight buck of his hips as you bobbed your head, the velvet of his skin sliding between your lips. The sounds he made went straight to your belly, making you feel impossibly warm.

Kenny did not want to take his eyes off of you. Seeing you gazing up at him with those eyes, soft lips wrapped around him so prettily, made him feel like he was coming undone.

“God, you feel s-so good,” he tried to keep from thrusting forward, not wanting to make you uncomfortable. He only hoped you hadn’t noticed how he was holding back, how much he really wanted to touch you.

You did notice, and wanted to change that.

Backing out with ‘pop’ you grabbed both of Kenny’s hands, tangling them into your hair. Taking the head of his cock back into your mouth you peered up at the blond and waited.

I-uh…are you sure?” his voice was ragged as he stared down. With a glint in your eyes and the smallest of nods, he got the permission he so desperately needed.

Thrusting in he heard a gag, your throat squeezing him in just the right way that he couldn’t stop. He couldn’t stop pumping into you and he couldn’t stop the sounds that were leaving him. 

“Fuck! Take it all, yeah- oh goddamn~” He was losing himself in the sensation of fucking your face, something he had only dreamed about in his younger years when all he had was extra time and his fist.

Looking down he nearly came at the sight. Your tear filled eyes stayed trained on him, but had drooped a little, saliva and precum messily covering your chin and around your mouth.

What really got to him was the small amount of movement going on under you. While he had been blissed out of his mind you had slid your hand under your skirt and was rubbing yourself.

The picture in front of him had him thrusting faster, no longer consistent as he got closer and closer. After a few more thrusts he felt his balls begin to tighten.

“Babe, I’m- fuck!- I’m gonna cum.” He slowed, not wanting to assume anything you might’ve wanted. Feeling the change, you brought an encouraging hand up to his thigh, urging him to keep his pace.

Three more pumps and he spilled into your mouth and down your throat. As you felt the warm spurts leave him you swallowed, making him groan.

Gradually, his grip on your hair loosened as he caught his breath. Tucking himself back into his pants he kneeled to your level, looking tired and apprehensive.

“Was that alright?” The question had you laughing.

“Of course? I dragged you in here for this, why wouldn’t it be alright?” Your laughter stopped at the look on his face, so similar to the one he had before all this happened. Sighing, but still smiling at him, you said “I’ll have you know I wanted this, Ken. I wanted you.”

At that statement Kenny couldn’t help but grin, gingerly taking your hands in his. Huffing out an awkward chuckle, he gave your hands a squeeze. 

“Hell of a way to kick things off, huh?”

“Yeah, but not in a bad way…” After a moment you started to rise, bringing Kenny up with you.

It was apparent to anyone there that something had transpired between the two of you. Rumpled clothing and mussed up hair telling enough of the story, but there was something in the way Kenny looked at you with such an easy smile, or how you kept linking fingers, never straying too far to even talk to others. It was a shift anyone could see, Heidi even giving you a wink when she met your gaze later that night.

It was as the two of you walked out that you felt you had to ask him.

“Was that like your first blowjob or something?” Kenny laughed, knocking his arm into yours.

“Shut up! I’ve had one before, it’s just never been…like that.” Bursting into giggles yourself, Kenny looked at you in befuddlement.

“I forgot all about Tammy Warner!” Wheezing, you clutched his arm and gave a teasing smile. “Was it better than that at least.”

….

“Jesus Christ, much better.”

[d6volution]

Himbo kinger with a huge dick, fucks fem reader , and usage of pet names, and praise. Just pure filth.. in his pillow fort.

sorry this is so short, I'm still trying to get in the groove of writing kinger but i hope you enjoy anyways!

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"Ah.. you also have a pillow fort in your room.. I don't know why I'm surprised." You said, followed by a genuine chuckle. It was oddly charming. "Well your highness, may I go inside?"

Kinger twiddled with his fingers, his heart always raced when you used those cute honorifics with him, "Yes.. o-of course!" The words fumbled out of his mouth and he watched you get on your knees and crawl towards the entrance.

His eyes immediately lands on your ass as you wiggle and shimmy into his pillow fort, clearly with great precaution and care to not have it topple over. He wasn't sure if it was your ass or the fact that you cared so much not to destroy his fort that could be the reason he was pitching a tent right now. "O.. Oh my.." He looked down, then back up at you. Surely you wouldn't mind right..?

You were trying to wiggle your way inside his pillow fort when you felt two gloved hands on your hips. The sudden contact caused you to stiffen, but only briefly. The dots quickly connected in your head. You smirked.. What a pervy king he was. His hands caressed and gently squeezed at your form in pure awe. Kinger felt his dick throbbing beneath his robes, he knew this alone was enough to get him off if he kept it up. He cleared his throat, he had to stop himself if he wanted to go all the way with you.  "Apologies, y/n." He made sure to speak loud enough so you could hear him.

You finally slipped completely inside, "Hmn.. don't worry about it, that's what we're here for.. right? Come inside. There's more where that came from.. sir." You added the honorific just to tease him, and it certainly worked.

Kinger unceremoniously shoved himself inside the beloved fort and you two were pressed up against one another, his dick rubbed against your thigh. "Ah.. is that your hand or are you just happy to see me?"

"Well I am certainly happy to see you, y/n. As for that w-well, yes you make him very happy too." He said with genuine sincerity, and it made you giggle at how straight forward he was. Your hand slid down to the bulge beneath his robes, you began to stroke it through the fabric. "Well, lets make him happier hmm?" You hummed, and you could feel him twitching in your grasp. You didn't realize until you were feeling him up just how big he was.. you wondered if he was even aware.

"What soft.. hands you have.." He said breathlessly and thrusted into your palm. He was shaking a little from how excited he was , it's been.. he can't even remember how long since he was touched like this by someone other than himself.

You pushed aside his robes and his shaft flung out happily, it was thick and girthy. Making your legs press together at the thought of it nudging its way into your tight entrance. You needed him. Now. You wiggled out of your bottoms, and if it wasn't for the poorly lit pillow fort kinger would have been staring hard, but he seemed to be in his own world while you prepared and positioned yourself accordingly. "Kinger.. c'mere.."

"Oh! y/n... almost forgot you were there," He said with a chuckle, and followed your lead. Crawling in between your legs, his warm dick rubbed against your thigh. "Oh.." He thrusted against your thigh, his hands holding your waist. Making you feel quite small beneath him, "K.. Kinger.." You shuddered, his grip was tight on your waist. His eyes weren't focused on one particular part of your body as he got off on your thigh. You had to stop him before he blew his load without even being inside you.

"K.. Kinger wait.. ah.. lets.." You reached down and guided his shaft towards your entrance. You swallowed, the tip was thick and fat.. it made you hesitate a little.

He could feel the heat radiating from your entrance. It was driving him crazy, "G.. Good.. yes, good girl.." He thanks you and his hips jumped forward, the tip pressing against your entrance with a bit of force. "I was getting quite distracted there.. thank you, princess." He chuckles as he carelessly attempts to mount you.

The pet name he let slip from his mouth caused your stomach to go in knots. "M.. Mn.." His tip was finally breaching your hole, spreading you apart nicely along his dick. You gasped and gripped at his robes now , no longer needing to guide him. "You're so.. tight.." He mutters , but forces another inch inside. You don't think he's aware of how he's almost man handling you.

"Ghn.. n-no you're just bIG..!" Your voice hitched as he thrusted hard and he was buried about halfway inside of you now. "Fuck.." How was this only HALF of him? What kind of monster dick did he have? You questioned in your head, chest heaving. Your insides twitched around him eagerly. He was filling you so nicely..

"Ah, language young lady." He said, interrupting your thoughts. "N.. Now.." He seemed to adjust himself before continuing his assault on your entrance, bullying the rest of his dick inside of you as you squirmed and whined beneath him. He finally bottomed out and if he had a mouth he'd be smiling. "Are you okay..? You look.. crazy. Like me." He commented without thinking, staring at your dazed expression.

"Y.. Yeah.. just fine.." You said and moved your hips a little, his dick was so tightly snug inside of you it felt like you couldn't breathe. "M.. Move , please move Kinger.." You said and tugged him closer.

"Ah, right.. I shouldn't keep a princess waiting.. ha.." He said and started to move, dragging his dick out of you then slamming back in. He didn't mean to be so rough, truly.. but the way you were clamping down onto him made it impossible not to, "You feel.. feel.. so nice, y/n." He said and pumped into you at a uneven rhythm, but it didn't matter. He was so big that he was hitting every senstive corner that had you moaning and whimpering his name.

"K.. Kinger.. ha..!" You locked your legs around his slim form and he made a surprised noise, but this only encouraged him to thrust faster. With your bodies colliding and moving more than usual the pillow fort began to fall apart. But for once Kinger didn't care, he was chasing his high. "Close.. I'm.. y/n..." You were too, but hardly in a sound enough state to vocalize it. Your insides clamped down on him and you felt your body buzz as you reached your climax. He fumbled over his words as his hips stuttered and he was damn near bruising your skin by how tightly he held you while he came, your insides suddenly felt warm.

You both were still for a moment, coming down from your high and trying to catch your breath.

"Ah.. the pillow fort.." You said breathlessly, just now noticing how out in the open you two were.

"Oh, ..oh— I didn't even notice. Would you like to rebuild it with me..? After we.. clean up, o-of course." He said, a bit nervously.

"I would love to, Kinger."

[viking-raider]

Geeks in Love - Cotton Candy Fluff

Summary: You have a secret skill that Henry doesn't know about, but finally decided to present to him, in a thoughtful way.

Pairing: Henry Cavill/Reader

Word Count: 1k

Warning: G - Cotton Candy Goodness, Soft!Henry, Fluff, Geeks, Supportive Relationship, Shady Mother, Hurt/Comfort, Anxiety, Warhammer, Sneaking, Secretive Behavior, Hidden Skills, Cuddles, Kissing, Gifts, Surprises

Inspiration: This video on Instagram and Henry Cavills Warhammer 40k obsession.

Author’s Note: I hope you enjoy this! Line divider by @FIREFLY-GRAPHICS!

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Henry cocked a brow at his computer monitor as he watched your fourth sneak into his office/man cave, in the last hour. You tiptoed behind him, casting side eyes at him, as you went up to the display shelf the Warhammer 40k minis he had painted were sitting on. Standing there for a moment, trying to act casual, you'd pick one of them up and slowly turn your upper body away from him for a minute or two, before delicately putting the figure back in its place and scurrying out of the room.

Shaking his head, he turned his attention back to trying out Diablo IV. Until, about twenty minutes later, he caught your figure out of the corner of his eye and a smirk spread across his lips. He listened to the soft creaks of the floorboards beneath your creeping toes, while watching your reflection in his monitor.

You picked up yet another one of Henry's minis.

“What are you doing, babe?” He asked, as you put the piece back, startling the life out of you and making himself chuckle.

“Nothing.” You panted, pressing a hand to your thundering heart.

“You've come in here five times, in the last hour, and haven't said a peep to me.” Henry pointed out, smirking.

“I'm sorry.” You cooed, moving over to him. “How's your game going?” You asked, wrapping your arm around his shoulders and gazing at his screen.

“It's going great, thank you.” He answered, slipping an arm around your waist and pulling you into his lap. “But that doesn't answer my question, my love.” He purred, pressing a kiss to your neck. “Why are you peeking at my Warhammer Minis?”

A shy and guilty smirk crossed your lips and you quickly hid it in Henry's shoulder. “It's not finished yet.” You confessed against his skin.

“What isn't?” Henry frowned, shaking his head and leaning back in his gaming chair.

“Give me two more days.” You answered, raising your head to look him in the eyes.

A shallow crease formed between Henry's brows, but he nodded his head, trusting you. “All right.” He purred, but didn't let you go as you made to get up out of his lap, holding onto you for a short time longer.

Two days later, you guided Henry into the dining room, your heart pounding with excitement for what you had to show him, but your hands jittered with nerves that he wouldn't like it. On the dining table sat something covered by a throw blanket that was usually on the back of the couch. You motioned Henry to it, biting the corner of your lip, as he slowly pulled the blanket off.

“I know how it's been driving you crazy, since you finally finished painting your Custodes, that they've been falling over, with the slightest bump of the shelf.” You started to explain in a bubble of anxiety. “So, I decided to make them a little stand.” You pointed to the object he uncovered.

It was several tiered stands, stained nicely, that had lightly padded wells with a finger groove, for every one of Henry's painted minis to comfortably sit inside of. Henry looked it over, his mouth slightly ajar at the craftsmanship you had put into it, unaware you could make something like this, and felt a hard tug on his heart that you had done something so thoughtful for his geeky hobby.

“So, this is why you kept sneaking into my office the other day?” He asked, looking back at you, his handsome face soft with disbelief and love.

“Yeah.” You nodded at him, excited to see he clearly loved it. “I was measuring the stands, so I knew how big to make the sockets for them to sit inside of. Some of them are bigger than others, and I was taking extra measurements.” You explained to him, moving around to the side of the table, picking something off the chair. “I even made you a little box to put them in. So, if maybe, you ever wanted to take them somewhere with you, they had a protective case.”

“The stands fit in it”

He slotted the stands into the box that had the Custodes logo, his name, as well as one of his favorite quotes. “We die, though our war is eternal, We are doomed, but we walk in darkness, We are forgotten, yet the future is our gift to humanity.” He read aloud, then looked at you.

“Why didn't I know you were so good with woodworking and power tools?”

“When my mom found out you were interested in me, she told me to keep it to myself.” You confessed, looking down at your hands. “Because it's unladylike to know how to wield power tools and build something, like a guy. That you, a rich, successful and hot celebrity, would be turned off by it.” You told him, feeling your cheeks heat up and your eyes burn a little bit at recalling the conversation.

Henry felt a hot stab in his gut, angry at your mother for thinking such a thing of him. “What finally made you decide to show me this side of you?”

“Well,” You rasped, biting your lip for a moment. “I already have you, don't I?” You tried to make light, offering him a weak smile. “But, you did.” You told him, gulping. “You're so comfortable showing your skills, no matter what they are, geeky or otherwise. I finally felt comfortable enough to let go and show this part of myself, to show you the skill that I learned from my dad growing up.”

“This is how I wanted to do it, by making something for your precious minis.”

Henry pulled you against him. “I love it so much, babe.” He smiled, kissing you. “I am proud that you stopped listening to your mum and made it with your own two hands. You know, skills like that would have never turned me off. I find it incredible that you can do something like this.” He said motioning to the piece.

“I'll treasure it forever. Just like I will you.”

“That's a relief.” You giggled, pressing your cheek to his chest, feeling better that you didn't have to hide something you enjoyed from him anymore.

“I'm going to put my minis up!” He said, letting go of you and grabbing the box, before rushing into his office, making you giggle with joy.

[two-reflections]

Double cheeked up on a WIP Wednesday!?

Got some painting done during an Imperium Maledictum session ✨

Other WIP updates below, including a TTRPG game summary!

TTRPG ✨

In my new Imperium Maledictum game, the team were spontaneously recruited by the inquisition when a void ship that transported pilgrims between certain shrine worlds ran into a Space Hulk. We captured a witch, commandeered a shuttle, and managed to make it out of the Warp!

I'm playing ex-Genetor techpriest Rassik Kindara, who left their forgeworld under suspicious circumstances involving the fabrication of potentially heretekal augmetics and the repeated accessing of xenobiological records without permission. Other members of the party include an ex-guardsman reminiscent of a space Landsknechte, a death cult assassin who ran away to try to be a preacher, an immensely charismatic young bureaucrat, and a sanctioned diviner and her witchhunter handler. Our patron is Grace, a blank Interrogator. We had a lot of weird ghost moments in this session; very excited to see where this goes!

Writing ✨

...not feeling it at the moment. I have a lot going on IRL, and those things plus a mild crisis of confidence have sapped my keen for writing. Hopefully this is just temporary, and I'll be back on my usual bullshit soon.

To get me back in the groove, I'm considering joining the Salamanders Discord Server's Halloween competition. It feels a bit pointless, since very few people read what I write for those, but it is a good way to stay in practice...

I'm also still not sure if I'll join Secret Sanguinala this year or not, though I have sent in nominations. Idk, I'm not feeling confident in my ability to deliver something my giftee would enjoy. But that's just the crisis of confidence talking. I probably will end up joining.

[penvisions]

final chapter celebration! {by the grit of sandpaper}

i kinda wanna give celebrating this fic a try since it's been such a journey! was thinking of taking a leaf out of the book of @macfrog, since they did the same for their lovely fic sweet child o' mine that i had an absolute blast following along from the first chapter

{by the grit of sandpaper} has brought me so many new followers and readers and i want to complete the fic with y'all in mind! i've got it mostly outlined but have to actually write the scenes out, so i'm tentatively saying it'll be ready for posting in the next two weeks. with that in mind y'all can be rest assured all your questions about olive and joel will be answered then! i have loved writing this little universe and sharing it with you, the comments and replies on each chapter have blown me away in the best way possible, the energy surrounding this fic has rivaled that of {garnish} and i am so grateful

send in an ask with an emoji between 04/26 and 05/10 and let's celebrate!

🤎 send in an ask about the fic! can be anything from more background on olive or how things between the scenes played out

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🐎 send in a 'small talk' subject and i'll write a small snippet about olive and joel while out on patrol (kinda like the favorite chip flavor convo they had while clearing teton village)

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🪚 send this in for a reference pic of what joel's beautiful hands have created!

feel free to send more than one or even multiple! this is for y'all to have fun and for me to get back into the groove of being excited about writing again once things calm down and i'm settled in my new residence, love y'all ♡♡

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[lodessa]

2. Do you plan each chapter ahead or write as you go?

17. What do you do when writing becomes difficult? (maybe a lack of inspiration or writers block)

18.Do you title your fics before, during, or after the writing process? How do you come up with titles?

58.What part of the writing process do you enjoy the most? (Brainstorming, outlining, writing, editing, etc)

2. Do you plan each chapter ahead or write as you go?

It varies quite a bit. I generally have a rough shape of the story and certain key bits like a particular scenes I want to write or maybe where the ending is going to go. But I don't always outline outside my head and when I do, I usually end up not ultimately following the outline. Like I will think a certain plot point or scene is going to go a certain way and then when I get into writing it I have a better idea or realize that the original one doesn't work or I need to add something else. I would say the exception to this tends to be when I am writing a more ensemble type fic where the chapters are from a bunch of different perspectives (Voyager High would be a good example) and that external structure helps keep me on track.

17. What do you do when writing becomes difficult? (maybe a lack of inspiration or writers block)

The most effective thing is to share what I have so far with a friend I trust and have them convince me it is good or help me figure out why it is not working. Switching to a different idea or WIP is another strategy, and/or intentionally writing really short prompt ficlets. But truly I am terrible at this. When I get stuck I can be in that space for a LONG TIME.

18.Do you title your fics before, during, or after the writing process? How do you come up with titles?

After. I always swear I am not going to do that and will plan ahead next time but I'm always back in the situation where I am ready to post to A)3 and I have no idea what to call the fic. I use the lazy, song lyric, method a lot of the time. Or I just try to pick a word or phrase that has the first vibe. Titles are the bane of my existence.

58.What part of the writing process do you enjoy the most? (Brainstorming, outlining, writing, editing, etc)

Brainstorming for sure. Coming up with the ideas and imagining the story in my head is exciting and fun and easy and then actually turning it into words in a document is hard work for the most part. Outlining is fun, but not as fun as brainstorming and also can feel like a waste, since I never actually follow my plan. There are times when I get into a good writing groove and it is going smoothly and that feels so nice, but a lot of the time it can be a slog and my brain starts going fuzzy sometimes. I really hate editing and never do as thorough of a job as I feel like I should.

[aritany]

hey hey! im literally on tenterhooks waiting for your announcement (: but in the meantime i thought id ask - you said that getting back into the groove you wrote a bad book SOTM? could you maybe talk about why you thought it was bad, what was bad about it, that sorta thing? interested to hear the perspective of someone who's written SO MANY words and recognising that maybe something isn't working?

only a few short days to wait!! 👀 i even made art to go along with it, i'm very excited!!

YES. okay. i've actually been considering talking about this for a while, because it's so interesting to me. SOTM (straight on til morning) was a queer peter pan (... retelling?) book that i wrote in november of 2022. it was the first thing i wrote start to finish since the first flare of my chronic illness back in 2021, and had since gone through a divorce, a disownment, and had really struggled with the editing process on my debut. regrettably, it was also the first thing i sourced new beta readers on, and was the first thing a bunch of people had ever read from me (it keeps me up at night, i swear).

and the thing is, sometimes books just don't work because they don't work. i have four unfinished novels i'm squinting at because i don't think they're going to work the way i want them to, and that's just because i feel stalled out and frustrated with them. and i don't think they're

in other cases, books don't work because there are road blocks in the way. such was the case for SOTM, which had a pretty cool premise, characters i still love, and probably could have been really interesting, but fell short in several aspects.

here's what i think contributed:

in dev edits for my debut, my prose was stripped down to bare bones. no descriptors, nothing extra. no detail. it was all dialogue, dialogue tags, and plot beats. extraordinarily depressing, but as a literal thinker, i took this and went "ah ok this is what is desirable? taking notes" and started writing new content in a similar fashion. the result was as unpleasant as you might think. feedback from betas was like: "hey what's going on here. i can't visualize anything. where are we" and they were RIGHT.

SOTM is technically supposed to be a horror novel, but i got squeamish at the last second and couldn't figure out how to make my ending actually scary. i feel like i do pacing quite well for suspense, but when suspense leads up to something that just sort of sucks, the end result... sucks.

it was the first thing i wrote after a long period of writing almost nothing at all. i dove right back in with no training wheels, and while i had fun, i was also mostly stressed and rushed, and you could tell.

i was desperate to write something my then-agent would read. i'd had no luck with the first 2 books i sent her, and was trying to cater to somebody who's tastes i no longer aligned with, which was an impossible task, and as a result, there's something forced about the whole book. it's like when you bake a cake with no love.

anyway. the voices Often tell you a project isn't working. sometimes they are evil gremlins trying to sabotage you, and sometimes they're right.

DO listen to the voice when: you're finished the book, your beta readers are giving you feedback that makes you go "honestly yeah", and whenever you think about the project you feel vaguely ill

DON'T listen to the voice when: you're between 30-60% finished (that's when the kill switch activates and it's never right), one person is saying they personally didn't like something (opinions! subjective!), or when it's past 10 pm (thoughts are not peer reviewed)

[prolix-yuy]

Hello to all of the beautiful people in my computer!

That's you!

It's been a hot minute since I've given a update, and a hot minute since I've posted any writing! Let's get into it!

Lately I've been in a...not quite writer's block, but definitely a little bit of a stall-out. Part of it is the "analysis paralysis" of all my WIPs looking at me begging to go next. Part of it is just seasonal exhaustion I'm finally getting used to. And a little part that I try not to let bother me is the pesky "who cares?" voice that sometimes beats down my creativity. BUT! I recently got a little splash of inspiration and things should be getting moving soon!

The big update is that I'm holding off on updating any of my series for the moment. Part of what made fic writing fun when I first started was posting regularly, which I was able to do because I wrote a bunch of stories upfront before I started sharing. I'd like to get back to that, but of course that means I'll have to take a pause on sharing them for a little bit. I'd like to get to a point where I have a handful of updates queued so I can share while I'm still writing new things in the background. I'm not positive when exactly that will be, but probably not until the new year. I'll keep you posted!

That doesn't mean NOTHING will be coming out over the holidays though! I'm participating in a couple fic challenges in December and January, and I want to jump in and do a few drabbles over the holidays to keep on my toes. I'm trying to use WIP Wednesday as motivation to get into the groove with these, so keep an eye out for those tasty tidbits!

You all have been super supportive of my writing and the time it takes, but of course it makes me a little sad knowing I'm pushing off updates again. But there's some super tasty stuff in the works, and my excitement to show you is keeping me motivated.

Happy holidays to you in whatever way you celebrate, and I hope we'll have many more stories to share very soon!

[trulybetty]

Sunday Week In Review XIV

How's everyone doing? I skipped out on last week's update since it was a really slow week on all fronts for all the things for me last week. Things picked up a bit this week - but I'll be honest, I'm having a hard time finding my feet around here at the moment and finding a groove to get into.

Not sure if it's that time of year, a bit of a writing lull or what - but I've been a little meh, not in the sad sense - more like I'm a petulant child offered six different things and I turn my nose up at all of them because I don't know what I want lol.

Also trying to figure out a system for getting through my TBR list, right now it feels like it's out of control and there are only so many I can read in a week. Especially since I want to get through some of my physical TBR pile and dedicate a couple nights a week to offline reading.

Anyway, enough about me seemingly channelling Baby Truly™️ - on with the recap of the last two weeks!

T R U L Y   U P D A T E S . . .

I did a second round of the 'First Sentence' ask game, which I absolutely adore! If you haven't done it before, I very much recommend it! If you do this, tag me so I can come throw a sentence at you!

Round 2

tim x cagney (f!reader)

jack x reader (f!reader)

joel x Charlotte (OFC)

dieter x bryony (OFC)

jack x reader (f!reader)

frankie x clementine (OFC)

W H A T   I   R E A D . . .

Delta Landscaping (Triple Frontier) by @rhoorl Jess' series has me on tenterhooks for every update and then on the edge of my seat waiting for more! This last update we entered the start of Frankie's arch and while it pulls at the heartstrings, I'm so here for it and what's to come next! Also, Benny entering his Rocky era (Jess didn't write this, I've decided it) is something I'm also very much ready for!

Paranoid Hearts (Javi P.) by @goodwithcheese This series. This series is just something else and I finally got my ass into gear to get caught up, and while on the one hand, I'm sorry I started so late on the other hand I enjoyed this smorgasbord of Javi and Tabitha.

he makes life better (Joel) by @wildemaven This is such a warm comforting hug of a fic that just seeps into your bones, that makes your toes curl in softness and you re-read more than once. This is everything fluff should make you feel and I adore each and every last part of this and will be re-reading this.

Headshots (Marcus P.) by @secretelephanttattoo I was not ready for this to end, but El gave our boy Marcus the ending he and his Ella deserved and it was both spicy and sweet. If you've not read this yet, I suggest you do. Also, peep her forthcoming wip... 🔎

Thrash Metal (Dieter) by @morallyinept Jett is back with another delectably mouthwatering smutty one-shot with our favourite deviant Dieter Bravo. This is sinfully indulgent and a must-read and one that lends itself to definitely more than one read.

Six and a half minutes - Frankie's version by @avastrasposts This one calls for a breakout of the Hot Ones gif for sure, because this was the mood the entire time I read this. If anything, Frankie is not one to back down from a challenge...

Medicine (Joel) by @goodwithcheese I was so excited to see Megan had written for Joel that I had to drop everything to read this over my coffee the other morning. I love everything about the dynamic between these two and how Megan illustrates the deep affection they have for one another through their actions as we all know our post-outbreak Miller is not one quick with his words. I hope this isn't the last we see of Joel here!

M E M O R A B L E   P O S T S . . .

Heidi’s amazing mood board inspired by Sequins! 😍 I’m still in absolute awe of it and I love it so much! I think it's going to get a spot on my work desk this week! 💕

These thots had started off as Joel Thots, but have now morphed into Tim Thots and I'm not mad about it... might share a little snippet later 😏

@morallyinept's 'Ode to Writers' this week - I'm going to refrain from getting on my soapbox here (I'd be here all day) - but the table is not finite, it's infinite. If you're not inching your chair down to make room for another chair, or pulling the spare chairs in from the garage, then maybe you need to re-evaluate your relationship with this community.

E N J O Y E D  T H I S  W E E K  . . .

Finally watching ‘Strange Way of Life’ and getting to live message my thots to @rhoorl as I watched - it was a cinematic dissection.

Date night with Mr. Truly - we spent the entire two hours wondering what people do on dates aside from watching their phones and waiting for a call to say your kids are out of control and have taken over Nakatomi Plaza. But needless to say, we had fun, I even ate a meal without someone else's hand in it.

Amazing moots being mooting awesome 🙌 - I'm thankful every day that I get to interact with some wonderful people and have found a lovely corner of this hell site to play in a sandbox with some amazing people 💕

S P E C I A L M E N T I O N . . .

Check out this writing challenge that myself and a group of people that I'm lucky to call moots created that we would love for you to join in on! Everything about it is random and everyone starts with the same parameters and everything else after that is up to you! So excited to see what everyone does with this!

Do I know anything about Javi Pēna? Nope. Am I going to join in? Yes I am! 🙌

See you January 1st to dive into all the fics this challenge I hope produces! 💛

T H I S  W E E K ' S  J A M . . .

Thank you to @gnpwdrnwhiskey for inspiring this week's selection after she pointed out the parallels to Chiffon that I haven't been able to get out of my head since.

Hope everyone has had a great week! Here's to a great week ahead and I hope its a good one full of obnoxious drinks of choice and soft places to land and enjoy.

[wrestlersownmyheart]

Pairing: Elias X Female Reader

Summary: You surprise Elias with a trip to Bethany Beyond the Jordan, where you help him to realize a long time dream of being baptized in the River Jordan. The only thing that makes it even more special for him, is that you are baptized with him.

Disclaimers: I own nothing or anyone associated or affiliated with WWE. I own only the original characters. This is just a fictional story that came from my imagination.

Content/Trigger Warnings: None. Just pure fluff.

Note: I am of course unsure of the exact details of Elias’ trip to get baptized in the River Jordan, so this will absolutely be completely made up. Bear with me. Hope this is enjoyed! 🙂 I also don’t know what the person is called that performs the baptisms, so I’m going to call them a baptist–similar to John the Baptist.

Also, this story may be on the short side since I’m just now trying to get back into the groove of writing.

Beyond the Jordan

The alarm woke you and your husband, Elias Samson, that morning and you smiled, thinking of the gift you had to cheer him up with since being laid off from the WWE. You turned over in the bed and kissed him softly, giggling as his beard tickled at your chin. "G'morning handsome."

"Morning," he replied in a sleep-roughened voice as he returned your kiss.

You could see a cloud in his eyes as he pulled back and turned onto his back in the bed, his arms up and his hands laced behind his head. He was obviously deep in thought.

"I have a surprise for you," you whispered with an encouraging smile, giving his beard a playful tug.

"Oh, do you now," Elias chuckled, and yanked you across his broad chest. "What is it?"

Squealing in delight, you briefly pulled yourself free of his embrace and reached for your night table, opening the drawer. Quickly you pulled out the two plane tickets to Amman Jordan, and handed them to him, grinning like the cat that ate the canary.

Confused, Elias took the plane tickets. "A trip?" His eyes scanned over the flight details and you knew the instant he saw the destination.

His brown eyes met your gaze and the corner of his mouth quirked upward. "Really?"

His expression was so hopeful and happy, tears of joy burned your eyes as you nodded. "Do you like it?" So excited were you that you didn't give him a chance to respond right away. "We fly to Amman, and then from there we'll take a taxi to Bethany Beyond the Jordan and after a short walk, we'll get baptized together in the Jordan!"

"I…." he puffed out a shaky breath and rubbed his hand down his face. "I love it. It's the most beautiful gift anyone has ever given me."

"Well, let's get to packin' big guy," you giggled, "We leave tomorrow!"

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You clutched nervously at the armrest of your seat as the plane took off at lightning speed. You were shaking, you were so scared, but this trip had to happen. It was so important to Elias.

In the next instant, his large hand was covering yours. "Easy there, sweetheart." He pried your hand from the armrest and laced his fingers with yours. "I forgot how scared of flying you are. Are you okay?"

You nodded, and blew out a soft, shaky breath. "Y-yes." You shook your head slightly, clearing your thoughts and your fear from your mind. "Yes, I'm fine. Don't worry." You inwardly chastised yourself for showing fear. You wanted this trip to be perfect and so far, you were in danger of ruining it.

"Don't worry, Y/N," Elias said softly, stroking his thumb over the back of your hand. "We prayed after we got our seats. The Lord is not going to let anything happen. We're perfectly safe."

You nodded, and took another deep breath, squeezing his hand in yours. His words washed over you and the truth in them instantly calmed you. "I know. And thank you. I'm always the most nervous when the plane first takes off. I'm fine now."

He raised your joined hands to his mouth and placed soft, feathery kisses over each of your knuckles. "Thank you. Really. I've always wanted to do this."

You smiled softly, "You're welcome. I was hoping this would cheer you up."

"It has," he answered you. "I feel so much better about everything now."

"I'm glad."

A stewardess approached you then and offered drinks along with your breakfast. You both requested just orange juice instead of mimosas, since neither of you drank alcohol.

Once the stewardess left the two of you alone, you both began to eat your breakfast, and tried to relax through the long flight.

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"Look! We're here!"

You pointed to the river as you zipped up the remaining bit of zipper on your white baptismal robe, and Elias smiled. "Yes, we are."

Giggling, you took off at a jog and headed closer to the river. "Just think about it! We are going to be baptized where Jesus was!"

Elias chuckled and followed behind you, savoring the moments you were both experiencing.

Finally reaching the bridge-like structure that led you down into the Jordan River, you both climbed onto it and made your slow descent into the river, seeing as there were several people ahead of you in line to be baptized. You stood behind Elias so he could go first. After all, you'd planned this trip for him.

You watched as the baptist spoke briefly over each person, and then lowered them into the waters; and quickly assisting them back to their feet. Then the next person came forth and the process was repeated.

About an hour passed before Elias' turn came. He stepped forward and headed for the baptist as you watched proudly.

"Hello. What is your name?" Elias was greeted by the baptist and shook hands with him.

"My name is Elias. Elias Samson."

"Alright, Elias are you ready?"

At his nod, the baptist spoke softly, "Today we acknowledge your old self is buried with Christ and you have been raised to new life in Jesus! Therefore, Elias, I now baptize you in the name of the Father, the Son, and of the Holy Spirit!"

You watched as Elias was assisted down into the water. You almost chuckled at the sight of your large husband being helped down into the water. He didn't need help truthfully. But you caught yourself and your slightly unsanctimonious–though unintentional–reaction, and remained silent.

In the next instant, Elias was rising back to his feet and he had the biggest, happiest smile on his handsome face. Tears burned at your eyes as you saw his joy. He–albeit awkwardly since he was in water–headed toward the showers and changing rooms but stopped and turned back around so he could watch you be baptized next.

You stepped forward and headed down the bridgelike structure, holding the railing as you went. A moment later, you'd approached the baptist and shook his hand in greeting.

"And what is your name," the baptist asked.

"I'm Y/N."

The baptist spoke the small prayer over you and in the next instant you were being tilted back into the water. And as the water engulfed you, you thought how amazing it was that you were in the same place Jesus had been. Doing exactly as he'd done–obeying the Father, showing your love for the Father.

And then you were lifted up, water spilling from your hair and body.

Smiling, you shook the baptist's hand again and thanked him. Then you were heading for Elias who was waiting on you and smiling from ear to ear. Once you reached him he pulled you into a big hug and kissed the top of your head. "This was amazing, babe. It was great getting baptized but watching you get baptized was just as special. I'm so lucky to have a God-fearing wife that loves the Lord the same as I do.

"Likewise," you told him, reaching up and kissing his cheek. "I love you."

"I love you," he replied. "Now, let's go get showered and changed and head over to the Sea of Galilee!"

"Yes! But first we need to put in an order for a DVD of our baptisms," you reminded him. "We definitely want to remember this forever."

"Yes, we do."

"I know something else we'll want to remember, too." you added, a sly smile crossing your face. "I have something else to surprise you with."

"Oh really," Elias chuckled, and pulled you closer. "What's this surprise?"

You hiccuped on a sob of happiness and looked into his eyes. "We're going to have a baby."

"Are you….?" He swallowed hard and fought back tears of joy. "Are you for real?"

You nodded and smiled through your own tears. "We're having a baby," you repeated. "We're starting our family!"

He pulled you up against him and planted a soft kiss to your mouth. "Thank you for everything. This was the perfect place to come to and to find out our family is growing…"

You flushed and smiled at his speechlessness. "I'm so glad you're happy."

"Happy doesn't cover it, sweetheart," Elias said, putting his arm around your shoulders and leading you to the showers and changing rooms. "Now, what do you say we go see the Sea of Galilee and take the baby on his or her first boat ride?"

You nodded excitedly. "Yes, let's."

Minutes later, you were headed to do just that.

THE END

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[benjis-journey]

10.13.24 (Day 3)

Ever since I came home with my testosterone prescription, I've feared that my mother might try to throw it away or take it from me. I know she hasn't, but I keep feeling the need to check the medicine cabinet just in case. In reality, I don't think she wants to touch or even look at it. Maybe she hasn't even noticed it yet and it just blends in with the other items in our medicine cabinet. That might be it. I think I'm right to be weary, though. She has definitely taken my things before and thrown them out.

There was this one instance that always particularly stuck with me. I was seventeen and performing at my high school's Christmas concert for the very last time as part of the concert choir. My then boyfriend attended to show his support for me. I could see him grinning from ear to ear in the crowd the whole way through. When the concert concluded, he walked me out to my mother's car and gave me a beautiful bouquet of roses. I was touched, but I could see my mother watching us in my peripheral vision. I know she watched as I kissed him goodbye. I know she watched as I embraced him in a tight hug. I know she watched as I giggled when he spoke to me. I got the feeling she may have watched the whole time with nothing but scorn to paint the colors of her face.

I'd like to say I treasured that bouquet for as long as I could, but they were gone when I awoke the next morning. Even the vase I put them in that night was nowhere to be found. I knew for certain my mother was behind this. I didn't find the flowers in the trash, but I knew she got rid of them while I slept. I never asked her or spoke up about it, but there wasn't a doubt in my mind that this was her doing. I'm not sure if she was jealous, homophobic, or downright rotten, but who does that? I was more confused at the time, but looking back I'm now incredibly angry. I can't stop being angry. She infuriates me with every word she speaks and every movement she makes. Perhaps the hormones have kicked earlier than expected! Or maybe I'm just pent up. I know I shouldn't keep these feelings bottled up, I've been advised not to. But there's no point in speaking to my mother about any of the heinous things she's said or done to me. If not her, who else am I supposed to tell?

On a lighter note, I think I may have struck some long overdue inspiration to write a song. As angry as I've been lately, I've also been pretty happy. I've met amazing people, made amazing memories, and yet I still have so much to look forward to. I've been waiting for months to get back into my groove. Actually, by now, I think it's been a year. I can't believe I haven't written any lyrics or created any soundtracks in a year. I'm glad that all these wonderful changes are breaking me out of my writer's block. In terms of creativity, my focus has been elsewhere. I enjoy what I do and what I create, but I've gone far too long without indulging in my lifelong passion. I'll have to make up for lost time.

I wonder what kind of songwriter I'll be in the future. I wonder what kind of singer I'll be in the future. I've been doing vocal exercises just like I did in voice training and concert choir for all those years just to prepare for the day when my voice finally drops. As excited as I am for that day, I'm also terrified. I don't want to lose my register seeing as I'm a mezzo-soprano. It's taken years to build up my range and it'd kill me if all those years of hard work went to waste. It'll be tough without a coach, but I think I have the resources necessary to keep myself afloat and adjust to the changes I experience. Perhaps I'll be an even better vocalist than I was before when my voice deepens. Only time will tell!

—Benjiꕤ

[smolwritingchick]

Hi Val ! just a little note to thank you for creating Nini because it's super rare to have a black oc with a lot of updates so I hope you will continue like that🫶🏼I've been following you since before you deleted your account🫡 so when I saw that you had taken it back I was super happy ✨️ I just wanted to know if you knew when you were going to post or if you had to rewrite everything. big kisses to you and Nini 🫶🏼

Hi Angie!!! Omggg you are sooo sweet! Thank you thank you thank youuuu! I appreciate you sticking with me after all this time! I still get shooked when readers tell me they've been here before I deleted everything. I should also apologize to you and the old readers. I deleted everything abruptly with no explanation and I never realized just how happy my writing made so many people until I started getting messages on my personal Tumblr blog. And I'm like damn.

What made me start writing again and reposting my work was when I got a text message late last year from one of my elementary school mentors. I've kept in touch with her ever since and she had asked me if I was still writing. That question lit the fire again. I've been asked that question by so many people but when it came from her, something just sparked in me and I said to myself, "I fucking miss this shit. Let me start over,"

So, I set everything up. It's pretty cool to start back from the bottom and get rediscovered. I call myself a beautiful accident when people come across my stuff. I'm satisfied with reposting my work and being a smol part of the Black K-Pop community. I've become more of a casual fan of BTS and I don't follow too much K-Pop like I used to. I surely missed A LOT but it's exciting to watch and read over the things I missed in BTS from late 2020 to now.

I chose to finally write on Wattpad, too. I never used the site like that but I was like, I'm older now, let me at least try to write on it and I fell in love with it. I found the PDF of Bangtan Gal and then I began to reread and edit each chapter. Although lots of gifs and photos aren't there like before, I would rather have all the chapters I wrote for the story be here over some replaceable gifs and photos.

I rewrote a lot of things. Like the dialogue to make sure it would say "Jennie said" instead of "Says" and as I would reread certain chapters new ideas would come about and I would add to it which helped me get my groove back. A good example is the War of Hormone chapter when I thought of even more ideas of Jungkook helping Jennie get used to being in the presence of his stage persona when they perform together for the song. When he grabbed her back and asked her "Where you going?" when she started backing away was in the heat of the moment and I thought it was funny and pretty cute. And then him saying to himself that he hoped to be her boyfriend in his head at the end was another last minute idea when editing.

2+ years of writing the chapters and now I am back to where I stopped writing. It's surreal continuing the story. I hope you all bear with me for the slow updates. I missed how frequently I'd post the already prewritten/edited chapters lol. I was so excited to post this story again.

But anyway, I appreciate you all for taking the time to check out my creativity. I'll continue to work hard! :)