#if you end up reading the faq stuff under the cut it probably sounds like im very harsh on myself but its how i feel

[currywaifu]

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[ OLD BLOG NAVIGATION - Writing & Edit Masterlists ] [ GOOGLE DRIVE FOR MY A3! PHONE WALLPAPERS* ] * currently incomplete since i have some more saved on a different laptop, but there should be around 100 there in the drive... so at least more than half of what I've made

Hello! I think it's already obvious I've long quit creating content for this blog. If you're curious about why's and where i am now, as well as what'll happen to this blog feel free to read under the cut. Otherwise, thank you for having followed me 💗

Q: Are you quitting creating content for A3! for good?

A: Most probably. I have plans to edit my older works as I find myself dissatisfied with the writing style, as well as now having a better idea as to how to make my writings more gender neutral and POC inclusive.

I also have some unfinished works I want to finish, although I feel I don’t know these characters as well anymore (specifically if they’ve gone through more character development, knowing a3 they probably have) so I’m delaying due to not wanting them to be OOC

I plan on posting some unposted edits though when I… find where I hid them omg...

Q: Why did you quit creating content for A3!?

A: The number one reason was probably staying away from social media in general? Specifically content creation and posting on social media about it (I was still on SocMed, just not creating anything). I was in a bad place mentally and physically so I distanced myself from fandom and some online friends. I also had to focus on university. 

I won’t go in depth since it’s personal, but old mutuals can feel free to ask through DMs/Discord.

I also just lost interest in A3! in general. It mostly had to do with me starting university (around 2020) and not having the time to read any of the stories or do events, so the less I was caught up the more it discouraged me from playing. Mutuals being less interested in A3! and A3! EN servers being taken down probably contributed.

The last part is just... really being unhappy with the stuff I was putting out, unfortunately :(

If I were to give a TLDR it was a combination of health reasons, school reasons, and dissatisfaction. It feels sad to say this but I’m not very happy with most of my A3! writings.

Q: Are you deactivating your blog?

A: No, she can stay, though I have no plans of logging in anymore unless it’s to post something.

Q: You’re going to edit your older works?

A: Yes, it's my goal. When I have the time + get myself familiarized with the characters again. I look back at my old writings and it hurts a bit to read. So much I could have done better. I wish I did these characters more justice. It sounds like I’m being hard on myself but that’s just how I see it. The more we write, or do things in general, the more likely we are to improve.

I also just feel a lot of regret over how I treated writing. I’m obviously the only one to blame but I should have written things more for myself. I wish I could finish the rest of the requests I had left over even though I know a lot of people probably don’t even care about it anymore, but it sucks how I just up and left honestly.

I’m more likely to edit straight to AO3, though I’ll try to log-in when I can on currywaifu.

Q: Can I use your wallpapers/edits as profile pictures/banners/etc. on (insert social media here)?

A: Yes. You do not need my permission, and feel free to use it even without credit. For the record, I'm very glad that a lot of people still enjoy them. I feel like, same with my writing, my skills with editing have gotten better but I feel a little nostalgic looking at them.

Q: Can I find you on social media elsewhere?

A: You can. You can ask for my Discord if you want. I also have a new Tumblr. If you know, you know. If you can find it, you can find it :) 

Kidding. My new tumblr is @zgvlt. Feel free to bother me there, even if it's just to say hi and not to stick around or anything.

[snarkwrites]

hi, i’m here to bring you a ✨thot✨ as i clean out my closet and cry over the bikinis that i’ll never get to wear due to covid

i literally don’t care who you pick for this, because i feel the reaction is the same across the board for what i’m about to give you😏 but beach sex or even better, sex in the cabanas👀👀👀👀 like sand gets every where but i am not at all going to complain if someone wants to fuck me on the beach🤷‍♀️ - ❤️

OKAY.. LISTEN I LOVE THIS SO MUCH... HEAR ME OUT HERE.. HAVE YOU CONSIDERED RYAN... BC.. YES. YEET WENT MY IMAGINARY PANTIES.

Ugh, I could kiss you for all these amazing thots you keep blessing me with, angel, you know that? YES. LETS GET TO IT.

WARNINGS:

Sexual content ahead. Not meant for anyone under 18+. If you're a minor, you need to keep scrolling. Do not read what's below the cut.

If you choose to keep reading, a. you can't say you weren't warned already and b, here are things you need to watch for : public sexual situation, unprotected sex, dry humping, mentions of marking, my failed attempts at dirty talk and most importantly, SEX IN A PUBLIC SETTING. IN BROAD DAYLIGHT.

TAGGING:

@chasingeverybreakingwave

@twistnet

OTHER STUFF:

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RYAN WOLFE & sex in a poolside cabana;

"You're starting to burn." the crisp depth of the male voice drew you out of a daydream you didn't quite want to end. Your eyes fluttered open and you realized exactly why the sound of his voice was powerful enough to draw you back into the present and out of your own mind. Swallowing hard as your eyes met with Ryan Wolfe, you shrugged off his statement, almost dismissively.

"I'll be tan in the morning. Besides, my lotion is over there. I'm too comfy to get up and go get it."

Ryan shuffled his feet. Rubbing his chin thoughtfully. When he wandered away, you thought he'd probably gone to the poolside bar to get himself a drink -and probably flirt with Natalia some more, the jealous thought crept it's way into your mind before you could stop it.

You put everything out of your head until a few seconds later. Just as you were starting to doze off all over again. He sat down beside the towel you were stretched out on, his legs dangling into the pool. An arm over your body as he stared down at you, a quiet chuckle passing his lips as he shook your head.

"You really can fall asleep anywhere, can't you, princess?"

We're not even going to begin to attempt addressing just how quickly the use of the word princess -or his tone of voice as he said it, affected you. You shivered ever so slightly, raising a hand. Taking off your shades and looking him in the eyes as you yawned and softly laughed while nodding in agreement. "In my defense, I was out late last night with Alexx, Natalia and Calleigh after that last conference."

Ryan nodded. Eyes fixed on your own for a few seconds, lingering. And then breaking your gaze to roam slowly. Almost as if he were savoring the view.

Normally, he barely looked your way -that you knew of, of course, but this time, as his eyes roamed over you and the way you were sprawled out on the black beach towel with the word FUCK spelled out in red calligraphy cursive, it was as if he were really seeing you.

"Your buddy from the Vegas crime lab actually let you roam around dressed like that?" Ryan asked after a few seconds. Raising one of those distracting hands of his to drag it through light brown hair. I miss his shaggier hair, you lamented mentally, I would have literally died to drag my fingers through it or pull it in the heat of the moment.

,, Funny, he almost sounds a little jealous." the next thought came as you raised a brow and tried not to get your hopes up. You sat up and stretched as you gazed at him, curious. It hit you then, he must have seen you joking around with that guy you met at one of the conferences two days before, Greg.

The one who asked you to go out bowling with him and some of his co-workers, but you politely declined.

Because of the oblivious idiot sitting to your left currently.

The cabanas were emptying out. The sun was starting to sink down in the sky just slightly, casting a lazy golden orange hue over everything.

"He doesn't own me." you muttered after a long and heavy pause. You weren't sure why, but you found yourself leaning forward, into Ryan as you turned the upper half of your body to face him. With a teasing and soft giggle, you asked with a smirk, "You're not off flirting with Nat?"

Ryan's brow raised this time. He chuckled, shaking his head no. "I haven't flirted with Natalia in weeks?"

You swallowed hard. Stretched again because you just didn't know what to do with your hands aside from what you wanted to do with them currently.

"Are you gonna stay out here all afternoon?" Ryan asked quietly, hazel eyes darting around the area as he did so. Your eyes darted around also and you yawned, answering softly, "I thought about it, yeah. It's peaceful out here."

"That's because the cabanas are empty. Will you at least get out of the sun?"

"I'd love to but... Kind of wanna show off my new swimsuit." you leaned back, stretching out. Ryan's eyes roamed over you again. Slower this time. Much slower.

Ryan coughed abruptly and then he grumbled. Something to the effect about you, being stubborn. "To who, exactly?" Ryan teased, pointing out yet again that the cabanas were empty at the moment.

This time, he leaned in towards you just slightly. Raising a hand. Tenderly brushing sweaty and damp strands of hair back out of your eyes as the light breeze blew and blew them right into your eyes. His eyes locked on yours for a few long and silent seconds during which your heart was beating like a runaway train, so loudly that you swore he had to have heard it. He leaned in even more. Licking his lips as his eyes settled on your mouth and lingered.

"You." it slipped out in a breathy whisper as you mirrored the way he'd leaned in towards you, leaning in towards him. Close enough that when you said it, your mouth brushed boldly up against his. When he swore quietly, your breath caught in your throat and you had about a split second to ask yourself what exactly you were hoping to accomplish, because he was reaching out. Pulling you into his lap. And then he was standing. Walking straight towards one of the bigger and more private cabanas near the side of the pool further away from any potential prying eyes.

"Ryan?" you questioned, the word stammering as it left your mouth. He stepped into the cabana and sank down to sit on the cozy circular daybed and you wrapped your legs around his waist. Your mouth opened, you were about to ask what was going on, but instead, your words were silenced as he pressed a finger against your lips. The way you were positioned in his lap allowed you to feel the way he strained hard against red and black board shorts. And just when you thought you'd be able to ask him what the hell was going on, you found yourself silenced again, only this time, it was by his mouth. Crashing against yours hungrily as his hands skimmed and ghosted all over your body, finally settling on your ass and squeezing. Hard. Hard enough that you rocked in his lap a little and a quiet growl slipped out of his mouth, swallowed by yours as the kiss deepened. The way he was kissing you, you could feel your lips beginning to bruise and ache. "Ryan?" you finally managed to gasp out his name just as you two pulled away to breathe. His hands roamed upward, settling on your hips. Rocking you back and forth over his bulge and drawing a whimper out of you as a shiver passed through your body.

"You wore that... For me." he muttered, his tone husky as he locked eyes with you and you saw the way lust blacked his eyes out. "Fuck." he practically groaned the word as he bit his lip and let his eyes roam much more boldly now. There was absolutely no doubt that you were being fucked by his gaze.

And just the realization had you dripping. The wetness flooding your thin swimsuit bottoms and making you squirm around in his lap a little. You raised your hands, resting one at either side of his neck as you pulled him in for another kiss greedily. His hands stayed on your hips. Rocking you back and forth in his lap as he bucked himself up and into you.

You wound up on your back, one of his hands pinning both of yours flat against an overstuffed turquoise and white striped pillow that was behind your head. His body settled between your legs, spreading them, and his mouth dove against yours all over again, cutting you off mid moan when you felt his thick bulge brush right against your dripping and aching center, teasing you. He locked eyes with you as the kiss broke. Chuckling quietly as he asked the question, "Were you trying to tease me, princess? Because if you were, it worked. I've been so fucking hard all day..." his mouth burying against your neck as his lips latched onto your skin, leaving a mark behind. You rocked against him, desperate for friction, for anything to make the aching in your cunt stop, but even the little friction he allowed before lowering a hand, gripping your hip and putting your movements at a total standstill... Even that didn't work.

If you thought you were wet before, you were soaked. There had to have been a wet spot on his lap. He had to have felt the way you soaked through your swimsuit.

Almost as if he read your mind, he chuckled, bucked himself into you more urgently, his hands all over you in a frenzied rush, groping any part of your body they settled on. You bit back a loud moan when his hands squeezed your ass, rubbing you against him harder, I mean really baring down.. He muttered calmly against your throat as his mouth ghosted down the front of it, "How are you so wet already, huh? I've barely done anything." while bucking himself against you just enough to make you beg for more breathlessly, pouting as soon as you realized he wasn't letting go of his grip on your hip.

His head dipped down and as his tongue dragged around the shell of your ear, he muttered quietly against it, "Want you so fucking bad. Right here, right now."

"Right here?"

"All I have to do is pull your bottoms to the side. Nobody's gonna know, princess." Ryan informed, gazing down at me with a lust filled look in his eyes. You whimpered, coming alive beneath him as he rose slightly, untying the ties at the waistband of his boardshorts. Licking his lips as his eyes met yours again a few seconds later. One of you needed to have common sense, because normally, that'd be his job, but all of his common sense had pretty much flown out the window by this point. And you've always been ruled by impulse alone, so you weren't about to stop this, either. You whined out urgently and he was pressing into you again, a finger grazing along the skin just below the tie at the side of your bikini. Tracing along where the tie would sit if his finger weren't separating fabric from skin. With one small tug, the tie was loose. His eyes met yours. His tongue ghosted along the outline of his lips and he mumbled quietly, "I'm going to take my time with you later, princess. I promise." against your ear as he moved your bikini bottom out of the way and tugged at the velcro strip holding his board shorts closed, working his cock through the opening. Pressing himself into you, bodies molded together as he sank in slow and deep. Letting you feel every single inch and vein as he did so.

You barely stopped a loud moan. One of his hands rose, settling over your mouth as he leaned in real close and muttered against your ear, "We have to be quiet right now, princess. Later I'll make you scream, okay? I promise."

As you writhed beneath him and met each snap of his hips with your own, you could feel your orgasm really building and you had no doubt in your mind that he meant every word of the promise he'd made about later.

It was all you could do to keep from screaming his name now.