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sunshinejs · 5 years ago

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You’re 10/10

In honour of yesterday being 10/10, I thought of this and I hope you enjoy this little fluff!

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You opened your eyes tiredly as the sunlight, peeking through the curtain, hits you. You roll around sleepily, wanting to cuddle into your boyfriend because your body was against getting out of bed in that moment.

You expected to find him behind you, still fast asleep in his side of the bed, but when you were met with an empty spot instead; you frowned. You touched the sheets where he laid and it felt cold, which meant Connor has been awake and out of bed for quite some time; not wanting to disturb you after the amount of studying you were doing last night.

You reached for your phone on the side table to check for the time and any messages your friends may have sent to you. When the device was close enough to your face, it’s only then you realize that there was a sticky note stuck to the phone screen.

1/10 - hi baby! You looked so peaceful sleeping so I didn’t want to disturb you :( I’ve got practice till 1pm then I’m heading to Shawn’s for a study session (and no, we’re not gonna play FIFA…) I know you’re heading to the library with Sam so I’ll see you later okay? Have an amazing day! I love you tons, sweets xx

You snickered at how his handwriting decreased in font size with each word, trying to fit the entire paragraph on the pink sticky note. You smiled to yourself, taking the note off from your phone and pasting it on the table instead.

Connor loved doing little things like these that would make your day. You loved it when he randomly writes stuff on sticky notes and pasting them on objects/at places where you would usually see them, regardless of what he writes on them. He could probably write something boring that his professor said during a lecture and it would still make you smile.

After fifteen minutes of going through your phone in bed, you thought it was finally time to get yourself ready for the day so you could meet Sam in the library on time. Once you got out of bed and did some light stretching, you headed for the bathroom and that’s when you noticed another pink note stuck on the white door.

2/10 - don’t shower too long!! Or you’ll be late for your study session :p xx

You rolled your eyes at his comment. So, you like to take long showers sometimes and Connor loved teasing you about it. After taking a quick shower, you headed for your shared closet so you could choose a comfy attire to put on for your long day in the library.

On the inner door of the closet, you noticed there were two sticky notes with his messy handwriting that you adored.

3/10 - since you’re going to the library, I figured you wanted to wear something comfy. Picked out your favourite grey hoodie (that belongs to me but apparently isn’t mine anymore? Logical, I guess) and a pair of black leggings for you and it’s folded in the middle compartment :) xx

3/10 (continued) - I can’t see you right now but I bet you look suuuuuper cozy in that hoodie and I just want to cuddle with my very soft girlfriend. Tonight please? Circle your answer below and stick it on my table ❤️ xx

Yes No (If you circle this, you’re on the couch tonight ma’am. I refuse to share the bed if I’m not getting cuddles. Nope)

You blushed to yourself as you read the notes. Connor knew you like the back of his head; it was like he read your mind because what he picked out for you was exactly what you were thinking of wearing ever since you were in the shower.

After changing into your clothes, you took the stickynote, walked over to your desk for a pen, circled ‘yes’ and stuck it on Connor’s side table then made the bed, just because you love coming home to a neat room.

You had no idea why Connor was suddenly bringing up the random note pasting again out of nowhere but you weren’t going to go against it.

You grabbed your belongings and headed out to the kitchen. On the door that separated the kitchen from the living room, to no one’s surprise; was another note.

4/10 - I know you’re heading to the kitchen to make coffee but please eat something!! Or I’ll kick your butt!! (Okay fine, I won’t. Your butt is too cute to be kicked)

But seriously baby, have something to eat. You’re gonna need the energy for your study session xx

And something hits you. Each note was numbered, which was unusual for him to do and it started to make you wonder; was there something about today that you completely missed?

Connor’s birthday? Nope, that was months ago.

Your birthday? Nope, that was over as well.

Anniversary? Not for another month.

As you stood over the counter, having cereal for breakfast and a glass of water, you shot him a quick text.

iMessage to Baby Con: what’s with all the sticky notes? xx

iMessage from Baby Con: no reason! Felt like showering you with a bit more love todayyyy xxx

And you let it slide. If Connor wants to be a little sweeter today, who were you to tell him to stop?

You went to drop the empty bowl in the sink and opened up one of the cabinets to retrieve your flask so you could fill it with hot coffee. On your flask was another note.

5/10 - You know how the ‘I love you 3000’ became a thing after Endgame? Can we make our own one so it’s more special?

I love you 3011 honey!!

p.s if you don’t get this… I’m seriously gonna pack up and leave you xx

3011; 30th November aka your anniversary.

Connor must be an idiot if he thought you could ever forget that date.

You were finally prepared to leave the apartment and head to the library when you caught a glance of another pink note stuck on the wall right above the shoe rack.

6/10 - Don’t forget to take this umbrella with you, honey! I checked the weather forecast and it’s gonna rain, which sucks. Love you and stay safe! xx

Yeah, he is really the most thoughtful and sweetest guy you’ve ever met.

When you finally met up with Sam in the library, you took out all your books from your bag. You smiled to yourself when you saw another note stuck on one of your binders.

7/10 - Study hard, baby!! But not too hard, please. I don’t want you to overstress yourself. That’s not good for my baby :( Love you, sweets and I’ll see you in a few hours xx

Sam notices you smiling to yourself, looking over the note on your binder. She smirked, reaching across the table and taking the binder out of your hand “Well, well, well, what do we have here?”

You looked up to face her, shaking your head with a smile “Connor’s just being Connor”

“Aww” She cooed, reading over the note “Brashier’s really whipped for you, babe”

You blushed “Yeah, I guess so”

3 hours into discussing over theories and re-reading case studies, you were starting to feel hungry, but you being you, always had the habit of skipping meals when you were in the middle of a study session.

And Connor knew that fact about you so well.

So, when you flipped to the last page of the article you were reading, there sat another note.

8/10 – Congrats on finishing this article! Now, stop studying and go get lunch, baby! You deserve to take a break ❤️

p.s don’t even think about lying to me. I’ll personally ask Sam if you actually ate something xx

“Hey Sam?” You called out to your friend “Wanna go grab lunch now? We’ve been at this for quite some time”

“Oh, thank God” She sighed in relief, shutting her books “I’ve been waiting for you to say that! I’m starving right now”

It was nearly 7pm when you realized how late it was getting. Your brain was burned out and you could see Sam was getting exhausted as well, seeing how you’ve been at the library for about 8 hours now.

You decided it was time to call it a day and went ahead packing all your stuff. After bidding goodbye to her at the library entrance, you headed towards the direction of home.

Pushing the front door to your shared apartment open, you made sure to lock it after letting yourself in. You took off your shoes and picked them up to place it on the rack when you noticed a new note stuck on the wall.

9/10 - are you today’s date? xx

You re-read the question, getting more confused by it. Was your brain too tired to even function or did that question made zero sense at all?

“Connor?” You called out to him as you walked deeper into the apartment “You home, love?”

“Yeah! ‘M in the kitchen, babe!” You heard him respond back to you.

You dropped your bag and headed for the kitchen, where you found him and a bouquet of roses and a box of pizza to share for the night on the counter “Hi bubs” You said, stunned by the flowers.

You definitely weren’t expecting flowers to be present for a regular dinner night.

“Hi baby” He greeted you with a smile, pressing a quick kiss to your lips “How was your day at the library?”

“Long” You noted then your eyes trailed over to the bouquet behind him, skeptically asking him “What’s with the flowers, Con? Is there a special occasion that I missed?”

Connor smirked in reply, shaking his head “No occasion. Just your answer to the 9th sticky note”

“You mean the ‘are you today’s date?’ question?” You asked confusingly “What does that have to do with getting me flowers, honey?”

“Take a closer look at the flowers and you’ll find out, baby”

Still stunned, you walked towards the island and admired the rosses. You see a card sticking out from the bouquet and as you unfolded it, you felt like your heart could burst at what was written inside.

Because you’re definitely 10/10, sweets! And I love you always xx

p.s I really hope you understand this or my brilliant idea has just gone to waste

It finally hits you; are you today’s date? Because you’re 10/10.

10th October; today’s date.

Connor walks over to you, places his hand on your waist as he pressed a kiss to your head “Do you get it now?” He asked, grinning widely.

You look up at him and he sees the laugh that’s trying to escape from your lips “Are you trying to tell me you did all this so you could tell me I’m 10/10, Connor D. Brashier?”

“I thought of this last year and had to wait a whole year to do it so, yes” He said proudly “Because you really are a 10/10, babe”

You cooed, wrapping your arms around him “This is the cheesiest shit you’ve ever done but it’s all so very cute. I love you so much and thank you for entertaining me with your little notes today, bubs”

“’M only cheesy when it comes to you, sweets” He told you, pressing a kiss to your clothed shoulder “Because you’re the only one I love”

“You’re the absolute ray of sunshine in my life, bubs” You sighed happily “And hey, for what it’s worth, I don’t think you’re a 10/10 to me”

He looks at you amusedly with his eyebrows furrowed “Is that supposed to make me feel good?”

“Yeah because you’re way more than a 10 to me, bubs. And I thank all the stars in the sky that I’m lucky enough to have you as my boyfriend”

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Reblog, like or leave a comment; always appreciated! ❤️

x rina

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#connor brashier #connor brashier x reader #connor brashier imagines

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tottwritesfanfic · 5 years ago

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Fanfic Authors Tag Game

Thankee for tagging @moramewhq

AO3 name(s): Tottwriter, [REDACTED] Fandoms: Haikyuu!!, Digimon (a little lapsed, but I still tinker with my WIPs!), sliiiightly BNHA, and I have a TUA wip which I will someday resume. I try not to venture into new fandoms but, you know...I fail. Number of fics: I have 56 posted works, but also, uh... a few which I haven’t gotten to posting yet.

1. Fic I spent the most time on:

Um. Oh jeez. I mean, I guess nothing has overtaken Hope’s Fire just yet, because that’s the monster. Hopefully nothing else will? XD

2. Fic I spent the least time on:

Well this is genuinely a toss-up, because I have a few which I wrote for 20 minute prompt game fills, and then hardly even bothered to edit before they were thrown up on Ao3 without a backward glance.

Annoyingly, some of them are among my most popular works.

3. Longest fic:

Hope’s Fire! As I said, it’s the monster, currently clocking in at ~144k. My longest completed fic is The Ocean’s Curse though, which is 62.4k!

4. Shortest fic:

Okay so my shortest fic is actually a bit of weird experimental stuff I wrote for Starbound, which you will note I did not list in the fandoms above, lol. It’s old and weird and 351 words long... I don’t think anyone wants to read it. You don’t want to read it.

5. Most hits:

Hope’s Fire! It’s not really surprising tbh, given how long ago I started it and how many chapters it has.

6. Most kudos:

Hope’s Fire wins this one too! I bet you’re all really shocked to learn this.

7. Most comment threads:

...imma give you lot one guess.

8. Favorite fic I wrote:

fuck. Er. I dunno? I mean I write because I like writing them, you know? But honestly if I have to narrow it down... Parallel for the ‘serious’ fics, and either Press Play or (Not) Moving On for my more lighthearted stuff. It’s hard to pick when I swing between such tone extremes!

9. Fic you want to re-write:

I mean this is probably gonna sound really dumb but...kinda also Hope’s Fire??

Hear me out tho, because it’s complicated (and also I sorta already am). This fic started in 2015. I love it wholeheartedly, and I keep coming back to tinker and I wish life would stop throwing so much shit in my way and let me devote a bit more time to fic-writing so I continue it properly.

But the periodic and spaced-out returns have meant that every time I knuckle down I end up re-reading the whole fic for continuity and tone reasons. You can probably see where this is going. Each time I read my old opening I cringe. It’s just not up to the standards of my writing today and it bugs me.

If I’m being brutally honest, part of the reason I haven’t updated it in so long is that I keep getting distracted going back and tweaking/fixing old chapters rather than focusing on new ones. It’s a bad habit but one I just can’t seem to kick.

10. Share bit of a WIP or a story idea you’re planning on:

You know, I’m actually gonna give two. I’ll drop them below a cut because this got long, but I know I have both Digimon and HQ peeps here and it’s sucky to be in the fandom that doesn’t get the love. I can’t promise when I’ll manage to get either of these posted (I’m trying to avoid adding more works to my Ao3 until they’re actually, you know, finished) but...they exist!

First up, we have Fun and Games at the Adventure Cafe

Yes, this is exactly what you think it is:

The notice on the door said “HELP WANTED” in large, sensible font.

The addendum “Enquire Within” sat below it, equally formal.

Scribbled underneath in scruffy handwriting was just one more addition:

‘as in we’re hiring. dw we know what we’re doing.’

The notice on the door the following morning was back to plain old:

HELP WANTED Enquire Within

…It lasted half a day or so, at least.

As Sora remarked later, it was a wonder they got any applicants at all. Then again, as Taichi remarked, it wasn’t as though a lot of places were taking on extra staff—which was something of an oddity as the summer approached.

“It’s that swanky place round the corner,” he said with disgust, peering out of the window. “Bastards are driving everyone out of business.”

“But not you guys, right!” piped up their current interviewee. “You’re doing great! Honestly, as soon as I saw the sign I knew I had to apply. I’ve always wanted to start my own ramen business, and I figure I ought to start out with a popular place like this and get some real experience in the industry, you know?”

“Er, yes. Right,” Sora remarked, looking over his application. “Well, Daisuke, I will have to warn you that as a new hire you’d be working front-of-house rather in the kitchen, but if you’re okay with that—”

“Eh, just tell him he’s hired already,” Taichi replied, turning back to face them with a grin. “Yamato could definitely use a hand in the kitchen sometimes, so taking on a future all-rounder makes total sense.”

From the look Sora shot him, it perhaps didn’t, but Daisuke was already practically leaping to his feet with a grin, exclaiming that they could totally rely on him, and he absolutely would not let them down and could start the next day if they needed him to.

Next up, for my HQ peeps, here’s a little snippet from Connection Problems, my longtime langushing halfway chatfic. I’m not sharing the chatfic stuff because formatting tumblr is hell, though.

Kenma always suspected that being a third year would turn out to be a pain, but he’d rather hoped his fears wouldn’t be realised within the first few weeks of the school year. Really, it’s bad enough that Kuro, Yaku and Kai have left, and that everyone else nominated him for the role of Captain (he’d talked them down to being Vice Captain instead, but that, apparently, was as low as they were prepared to go). He does not need Taketora constantly pestering him about—of all things—a chat group as well.

“Come on, I thought you and Kuroo were like, joined at the hip or something! Don’t try and act like you don’t miss him now he’s at university.”

He shrugs. “I have a phone. We’re keeping in touch.” Because, really. That’s all that matters, isn’t it? Why does everyone have to complicate things so much?

“Yeah, but, it’s not the same, right? Besides, what the hell! You spend all that time on your phone as it is. And even Fukunaga joined, right?”

Kenma glances over at Shouhei, who nods, grinning sheepishly. Drat.

“Still, I don’t have that chat app you all use,” he says. “It’s too much trouble setting it up, when I can message Kuro just fine.”

That should have been the end of it. Any rational person would have seen that it was no good, and left him in peace. Kuro would have, certainly. Not pushing—never pushing, actually. Just nudging him along a little, and even then, only when it comes to volleyball. He’s learnt all of Kenma’s limits over the years.

But the thing is, Kuro isn’t there any more. It’s just himself, Taketora and Shouhei, and okay, Shouhei never pushes—he hardly ever says anything, for that matter. But Taketora is clearly some sort of demon and he, Kenma, is being punished. Maybe he really pissed someone off in a previous life. Maybe this is a penance so he can piss someone off in his next life with a free pass. Either way, the badgering doesn’t let up.

Kenma holds out until the 27th of May. Seven weeks of hassling is more than enough for anyone.

Aaaand for tagging how about: @ahiddenpath, @humandisasterbuckybarnes, @mooifyourecows

#tag memes #fanfiction stuff #Hope's Fire #once again the author gets waaay too carried away #also if you wanna know my other ao3 you should probably DM me and also be over 18 #because *coughs*

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artificialqueens · 7 years ago

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Extra Credit: Part 4 (Shalaska) - Rosie

Extra Credit Chapter 4 (Shalaska) – Rosie

A/N: This is most likely the last fic I’ll post before 2017 ends, and I just want to thank you all for an incredible year. I never anticipated to end up holding drag queen fanfiction so close to my heart, but here we are. Thank you to every single person who’s read my stuff, liked it, reblogged it, commented on it, popped up in my inbox with love and praise, asked me about the world’s I’ve created, checked in to see how I’m going and progressing, sent me one of the (literal) hundreds of head canons I’ve received – just thank you for everything. Thank you all for supporting me and loving my work during this weird pocket of time in my life.

Story Summary: University professor Sharon Needles hooks up with a slamming hot blonde at a bar who may or may not be one of her students.

Chapter Summary: It’s dinner (date) time! Alaska comes over to Sharon’s apartment for dinner.

Catch Up on Extra Credit: One, Two, Three

Alaska gave herself one last look in the Uber’s sun visor mirror just as the car came to a stop, relief flooding her as she confirmed her makeup looked just as flawless as it did when she left her dorm 20 minutes earlier.

She flipped the sun visor back up before paying the driver with cash Sharon had slipped into her palm earlier in the day.

“For your ride,” Sharon had clarified when Alaska had looked at the bill in confusion, the two of them smirking at the thought of exchanging money for Alaska’s ‘office visits’.

“Oh, I can pay, it isn’t much,” Alaska had offered, trying to return the money.

“No, you’re a student, save your money,” Sharon had said softly, rubbing Alaska’s hips from where she sat in her expensive leather chair. “I wanna pay.”

Alaska had smiled and slipped the cash into her pocket, more than happy to accept Sharon’s offering.

The whole ride Alaska had fiddled with the yellow Post It note Sharon had written her address on. Alaska loved their pen and paper way of communication. She had scrawled her number on a Post It a few weeks ago, and now she had her own little memo written from Sharon. Her eyes followed the cursive, loopy font of Sharon’s personal handwriting.

It was stupid, but it made Alaska feel like they were trading love notes. It felt traditional, nostalgic and special. She slipped it into her flat clutch, making sure it didn’t crease as it laid next to her other precious items, like her favourite lipstick, cards and phone.

Thanking the driver and stepping out of the car, Alaska shut the door before smoothing out her dress. It was navy blue with small pale pink flowers scattered throughout its print. The blouse like style, with its delicate button detailing and cap sleeves, complimented her curvy chest, while the skirt was short and fluid. The defining reason why Alaska chose it though was because of its huge zipper at the back, making it effortlessly easily to slip off.

She looked up at the boutique apartment block towering above her, double checking that the sleek, silver digits reading ‘56’ on the front and the street’s name corresponded with her Post It. Walking up to the front door, Alaska’s index finger hovered over the series of apartment block buzzers before she found Sharon’s, her eyes widening as she realised her professor lived in the penthouse apartment.

She pressed the top button before hearing a buzz, and soon after the front door unlocked, Sharon letting her in from upstairs. As Alaska walked through the small but stylish lobby and entered the lift, she strained to remember her surroundings from her first night here with Sharon.

But as she stared at the nondescript grey wallpaper and forest green carpet, it came as no surprise that her only recollection of this elevator was the taste of Sharon’s lips on hers and the feeling of her professor’s hand squeezing her ass as they rose to the top floor that first night.

The brisk ding of the lift and its sliding doors pulled Alaska out of her daydream. She gave herself one last look in the mirrored walls and adjusted her bra before scampering out of the lift, its doors wanting to impatiently close.

Alaska knocked on Sharon’s front door and fiddled with her clutch as she waited. Even though she had spread her naked self out all over Sharon’s desk hours earlier, a thrill still ran through her as she thought about their dinner date.

Sharon opened the door, and she felt just as nervously excited as Alaska did.

“Hi,” Sharon said, her eyes crinkling slightly as she smiled at Alaska, taking in the sight of her.

“Hi,” Alaska replied, a little breathlessly. The reality that she was here, in her professor’s apartment, about to have a date, was finally setting it.

“Come in,” Sharon gestured, stepping back and letting Alaska in before she closed the door. “Feel free to take your shoes off too.”

Alaska thanked her before walking in and stepping out of her heels, leaving them next to a pair of Sharon’s near the door. Sharon fidgeted with her fingers and Alaska realised she was probably nervous herself, the thought sending a buzz through the younger girl.

Alaska looked up from her discarded shoes and locked eyes with Sharon. With the door closed and Alaska finally standing in her apartment foyer, the nerves seemed to roll off Sharon’s body as her shoulders relaxed. She stepped forwards, lightly capturing Alaska’s face in her hands before she kissed her. Alaska’s eyelids fluttered closed, a soft moan drawing out as Sharon dipped her tongue between her parted lips.

Alaska’s hands instantly moved to Sharon’s waist, holding her close and feeling the way her ribs expanded as she inhaled deeply, breathing in everything that was Alaska.

Unlike their hurried, hot encounters in Sharon’s office, this embrace was slower, more passionate, with the both of them completely comfortable, yet more vulnerable.

Sharon pulled away ever so sightly, her nose accidentally brushing against Alaska’s. They both smiled at the action, so Sharon repeated it, lightly brushing her nose against Alaska’s and smiling as the other girl giggled at the Eskimo kisses.

“I’m so happy you’re here,” Sharon said softly as the two of them stood in each other’s arms.

“Me too,” Alaska said before kissing Sharon’s neck.

“I’ll show you around,” Sharon offered, intertwining her fingers with Alaska’s right hand.

Alaska looked around and took in the sight of Sharon’s apartment. Floor to ceilings windows, which were framed by modern black steel, ran across one entire wall, while sleek hardwood floors seeped into every room.

Minimalistic pieces of art in gold, silver and black frames hung on the white walls above furniture which came in a mix of materials, from the soft arm chair to the worn in leather couch. The penthouse apartment took advantage of its lack of upstairs neighbours, so the ceilings were high, with light boxes opening some rooms into the star above.

The first night Alaska had entered Sharon’s apartment, the two had stumbled through the dark to the bedroom, powered by lust, alcohol and excitement. It was not surprising that Alaska had paid more attention to Sharon’s naked body than the style of her apartment.

It in morning, it was a similar rush. But instead of being too distracted by undressing to notice Sharon’s place, Alaska was shoving articles of clothing on, desperately hoping she wouldn’t wake the older woman as she escaped while internally freaking out at the fact that she had woken up in the arms of her Marketing professor.

“So this is the living room,” Sharon said as she pointed to a cosy seating area where a built in fireplace was crackling away underneath the flat screen TV on the wall. “Here’s the kitchen, and down the corridor is the bathroom and bedroom.”

“Wow,” Alaska breathed, looking around and admiring Sharon’s apartment. “Your place is beautiful.”

“Thanks,” Sharon said, smiling brightly and tossing her blonde hair over her shoulders as she walked into her huge kitchen. “I’m making crispy skin salmon, by the way. Is that okay?”

“Of course!” Alaska replied, her stomach already rumbling as she inhaled the delicious aromas in the apartment.

“Perfect, and what’s your drink of choice?” Sharon asked, holding up a bottle of wine in each hand before placing them down and opening her fridge. “I also have a bunch of other options too.”

Alaska took a peak inside Sharon’s fridge and struggled to wipe the grin off of her face. It was just drinks, but Sharon had made sure to cover all of her bases in an attempt to be able to suit any of Alaska’s needs. From the variety of wines, spirits, sodas and even sparkling water, Sharon had put so much thought in.

“I’ll start with the white wine,” Alaska finally decided.

“Nice choice,” Sharon smiled while pouring her a glass.

She handed the glass to Alaska before picking up her own filled with red wine and clicked their glasses together.

“Cheers,” she said, locking eyes with Alaska.

Contrary to Sharon’s nerves, the night went off without a hitch. She had asked if Alaska would be interesting in dipping toasted bread into a baked camembert with honey and eating it on the balcony with wine, and Alaska couldn’t even believe it was a question.

“Uh, absolutely,” Alaska had confirmed.

They had gone and sat out on Sharon’s penthouse balcony, the entire world bustling about below them as they sat high in the sky. A few leafy green plants were positioned in the corners of Sharon’s balcony, while a long string of warm fairy lights zigzagged above them. The sun had just begun to set, painting the sky a stunning blend of pink, orange and blue.

It was so romantic and authentic, and Alaska’s had heart surged when a breeze blew through Sharon’s hair when she laughed, still in shock that this moment was her reality.

Even though they were high above others on the balcony, they didn’t kiss, the feeling of being in the open air still holding them back. Sharon had settled for tracing her fingertips across the back of Alaska’s hand, the both of them fully knowing the teasing was slowly driving the younger girl wild. Sharon had gradually leaned in closer as Alaska talked. She purposefully caught her other woman’s gaze before flicking her eyes down to look at her lips. Alaska had shifted in her chair under Sharon’s sensual gaze, making the older woman smile.

They had finally made their way back into the kitchen and Sharon was preparing dinner when Alaska offered to help.

“I know nothing about cooking,” Alaska had laughed, “but I want to learn! Give me a little job or something.“

Sharon had put her in charge of the salad while she organised the salmon, and it was so endearing watching Alaska potter around her kitchen, washing the leaves and setting up a cutting board.

Alaska had just finished chopping up one tomato when Sharon had looked over her shoulder to check her progress.

“Nice job,” Sharon had said in passing, placing a hand on Alaska’s tummy as she walked behind her to get to the pantry. Alaska’s stomach had fluttered at how natural the moment was, and as she picked up her second tomato to chop, she fantasised about domestic moments like this happening more often.

Then Sharon had remembered the entrée she had bought earlier in the day.

“I was just standing there with all the seafood and the salmon just didn’t feel like enough, so I bought us a dozen oysters,” Sharon had justified, pulling the tray out of the fridge.

The crispy skin salmon sizzled in the pan while music softly played throughout the apartment, and Alaska couldn’t help but wrap her arms around Sharon’s waist once she had placed the tray on the counter.

“This is the nicest night,” Alaska had said into Sharon’s neck as she tightened her grip around her body. “Thank you for all this effort.”

Sharon had laughed before wrapping her arms around Alaska and kissing her head, inhaling the faint scent of her shampoo.

“Aw, Lasky, it’s my pleasure,” Sharon replied, her cheeks going pink at Alaska’s appreciation.

The salmon sizzled loudly in the pan, and fear raced through Sharon as she imagined burning their meals.

“I think it’s time for dinner!”

“Kimora wants you,” Alaska giggled, wiping the last of the melted chocolate from the bowl and sucking on her finger.

Sharon felt herself throb as she watched Alaska wrap her plump lips around her finger and hallow her cheeks, her finger emerging shiny with spit.

“Who?” Sharon asked, her breathing heavy as she stared at Alaska’s lips.

Alaska cackled, throwing her head back and showing off her perfect teeth as she laughed.

“Oh! Today in the lecture,” Sharon said suddenly, shaking her head and catching up. “Kimora’s nice but… you’re more my type.”

Dinner had gone sensationally. Sharon had cooked the salmon to perfection, and the oysters were a hit. They never ran out of things to talk about, and Sharon’s phone only rang once with a work call, which she happily let go to message bank.

Once the food was eaten and the wine in their glasses was dwindling, they had leaned into each other across the table and continued talking. Sharon had lightly brushed her foot up Alaska’s calf under the table and smiled when the other girl blushed at the contact.

“I want something sweet,” Alaska had announced when they were finished, which led to the two of them hunting through Sharon’s kitchen for a dessert.

Alaska’s face had lit up when Sharon had pulled out a punnet of strawberries and a block of chocolate.

“Let’s eat in front of the fire!” Alaska had exclaimed, a more happier, loose, bubbly version of herself from the wine – or maybe it was because of Sharon.

Alaska didn’t know how to explain it, but Sharon made her feel like an adult. She kept forgetting their age difference, and instead felt like Sharon’s equal. She kept forgetting she was her student, and instead felt like someone Sharon was genuinely interested in, and interested in pleasing.

Sharon had only watched as Alaska happily walked into the living space and placed her wine on the glass coffee table before lying down on the fluffy white rug. She rolled around on the carpet, the fluff feeling amazing against her smooth, freshly shaved legs.

“Come join me,” Alaska had said from the floor, her hair a mess around her, “but don’t forget the dessert.”

Sharon had never thought to roll around on her fluffy rug. She loved how it felt on her bare feet, but the idea of rolling her whole body on it never came to mind. It was such a simple but carefree idea.

It was the little, natural choices that Alaska effortlessly decided that made Sharon realise a large chunk of fun was missing from her life. For how long it had been absent, Sharon didn’t want to think about.

Sharon had brought two bowls over and placed them on the coffee table, one filled with strawberries and the other with melted chocolate.

“You can have the first one,” Alaska had said, swirling a strawberry in the chocolate before pulling it out and watching the excess drip off. Sharon had leaned closer and parted her lips, suddenly not caring if the chocolate dripped onto her carpet. It didn’t, and Sharon wrapped her lips around the strawberry pinched between Alaska’s fingers.

Alaska’s breath had hitched slightly as Sharon’s lips, warm and soft, touched her fingertips. Sharon had bitten down, the combination of fruit and chocolate bursting in her mouth as she looked at Alaska. She had pulled away, only to wipe the corner of her mouth with her thumb, her eyes never leaving Alaska’s.

Alaska’s core had pulsed at the entire interaction.

They had finished the strawberries, and now they, mainly Alaska, were wiping the chocolate bowl clean.

“Describe your type,” Alaska asked, tossing her blonde hair over her should before she bought her wine glass to her lips.

She smiled and repositioned herself on the rug, the white wine in her glass swaying dangerously as she moved around. The alcohol hastily kissed the rim of her wine glass, but it never overflowed.

Sharon looked at the wine, suddenly realising it was like their relationship. Dangerous and horrific if it got out of its place, only to seep into the pristine, white rug that represented Sharon’s career, life, world.

But it never did get out, and it was the thrill that got them both so excited.

“I don’t think I have a type,” Sharon pondered.

“Everyone has a type,” Alaska countered.

“What’s yours then?”

“I asked you first.”

Sharon tsked before laughing.

“Fine, appearance wise…” she said eventually. “I won’t lie and pretend I don’t have a thing for blondes.”

Alaska smiled and ran her fingers through her long blonde hair as Sharon spoke.

“Please continue,” Alaska replied.

“I like… girly girls, I mean, I love makeup so long lashes and pouty lips always get me.”

Sharon’s gaze traced the features of Alaska’s face as she talked, and Alaska’s cheeks warmed as Sharon described her appearance.

“Personality wise, I like girls who are funny, and fun, but passionate and take things seriously. I like girls who are determined, and don’t take shit from anyone. I like strong girls who are sensitive and emotional…”

Sharon trailed off before shaking her head and pulling herself out of her thoughts.

“I don’t know, I’m such a workaholic who’s a perfectionist and also super competitive, so I guess my type is just someone who’ll tolerate me.”

A dry laugh bubbled out of Sharon and her smile quickly faded. Alaska allowed her a moment to stare at the carpet before she replied, sensing Sharon was thinking about a past relationship.

She leaned forwards and brushed her cheekbone against Sharon’s lightly.

“I’ll tolerate you,” she said softly.

“Good,” Sharon whispered back, capturing Alaska’s lip in a kiss.

Before her eyes fluttered shut, Alaska placed the glass in her hand on the coffee table. Sharon’s hands found her waist and pulled her onto her lap.

With their lips connected, Sharon’s fingers trailed down the buttons of Alaska’s dress, Alaska’s chest expanding as she breathed in deeply, desperate for Sharon to touch her.

Sharon pulled at one of the buttons, then pulled again before parting from Alaska and looking down. Alaska giggled at the small frown on Sharon’s brow as she struggled to unbutton the dress.

“They’re just for show,” Alaska said, reaching around and unzipping her dress in one swift motion before pulling it off her body. She threw it lightly to the side before biting her lip and grinding down against Sharon, now in nothing but her bra and underwear.

Sharon smiled before kissing Alaska again, their movements gradually getting faster and more passionate. Alaska kissed Sharon’s neck before sucking at a spot right at the top of her jaw. Sharon gasped at the sensation, her hands trailing down to cup and squeeze Alaska’s ass as the younger girl grinded on her lap. Alaska pulled away, her lips red and puffy from the suction.

“I gave you a little hickie,” she said, a small smile on her face as she admired the pink love bite marking Sharon’s milky white skin.

“A hickie?” Sharon questioned before she remembered. “Oh my god hickies! I haven’t heard of them in years! Fuck I sound so old, but hickies!”

Alaska laughed, so endeared by Sharon’s reaction.

“I can give you more, and you can give me some,” Alaska said.

Sharon rolled their bodies so she was on top before she kneeled over Alaska on all fours, Alaska loving the feeling of the fluffy rug against her almost naked form

Sharon leaned down and placed her lips on Alaska’s collarbone, hallowing her cheeks and sucking on her soft skin. Alaska ran her fingers through Sharon’s hair, whining quietly as she felt how gentle Sharon was before she increased her touch.

Pulling away, Sharon admired the mark she’d left on her skin.

“You put it in quite an obvious place,” Alaska noted.

“I did that on purpose,” Sharon smirked. “I want people to see.”

Sharon trailed a hand between Alaska’s breasts, down her stomach and between her thighs before she cupped her groin.

“Fuck,” Sharon breathed as she felt how warm and damp Alaska was through her underwear.

Alaska’s stomach muscles clenched, the lightest bit of contact causing her sensitive body to respond to every touch.

“You’re so fucking wet for me, baby,” Sharon whispered in her ear, massaging one of Alaska’s breasts in her hand, leaving the younger girl to whimper at her touch.

“I’ve wanted you all night,” Alaska whispered, thinking about how each one of Sharon’s touches had made her so desperate. The tracing of her fingertips on the balcony, the tummy touches in the kitchen, the feeling of her foot tracing up her calf under the dinner table, the hickie, everything.

“Me too,” Sharon said softly. Kneeling over Alaska, she reached for the hemline of her dress and pulled it up over her head, pulling it off and discarding it alongside Alaska’s.

Alaska would never get sick of seeing Sharon’s body. She was curvier than Alaska, with fuller breasts and wider hips balancing her slim waist. Her thighs were thicker and her stomach was softer. Expensive black lingerie hugged her shape, and Alaska was almost speechless as she looked up into Sharon’s eyes.

This felt so different to their previous encounters. They knew each other so much more now, and they were fully aware of what they were doing, where it could go, and what it could mean.

Pressure built in Alaska’s chest, and for a moment she couldn’t breathe. Her eyes widened as she held her breath, but the overwhelming sense of reality became bearable the moment Sharon brought her palms to her lips and kissed her hands, fingers and wrists, not even realising she was quelling Alaska’s momentary anxiety with gentle love and affection.

Sharon reached around and unhooked her bra, shimmying it down her arms before tossing it away and helping Alaska do the same. She traced the red marks running down Alaska’s shoulders and across her ribs from the flimsy straps of the pink bra she most likely bought when she was a teenager, making a mental note to buy her new, expensive ones that properly fit her womanly figure.

She hooked her fingers under the straps of Alaska’s underwear and pulled the material down her long legs, the younger girl immediately spreading herself for Sharon. Leaning away, Sharon went from kneeling over Alaska to sitting back before she pulled her onto her lap.

The blonde parted her thighs as Sharon brought her forward, her mouth trailing over Alaska’s chest, now eye level with two perky breasts.

Alaska thrusted her hips slightly as she pulsed, her jaw dropping as she looked up and experienced the magnificent view of the city lights from Sharon’s penthouse through the floor to ceiling windows.

Capturing one of her nipples between her lips, Sharon sucked, lightly at first before intensifying her touch, her tongue rapidly flicking against Alaska’s pink bud as she hallowed her cheeks.

Tangling her fingers in Sharon’s hair, the city view distorted as Alaska’s eyes rolled back at the sensation. She arched her back, revelling in how the secure hold of Sharon’s hands around her waist made her feel so submissive.

“Ah!” Alaska whined as Sharon grazed over her sensitive nipple with her teeth, smiling at Alaska’s reaction.

She pulled away with a pop, Alaska’s right nipple red from the attention and slick with saliva. As Sharon massaged her breasts, she wrapped her lips around Alaska’s other nipple

“I love your titties, Alaska,” Sharon said when she pulled away, the two of them laughing at the declaration.

“I love your pussy,” Alaska replied, biting her lip.

Sharon looked at Alaska straddling her lap. Her hair was scrunched from where Sharon had tangled her fingers in, her lips were swollen from kisses, her eyes were heavy with lust, and the odd hickie was scattered across her heaving chest. She felt herself throb from just the sight of her.

“Then give it a kiss,” Sharon offered, effortlessly rolling them into another position.

It was a jumble of soft skin and blonde as they relished in the feeling of their naked limbs against the white fluff of Sharon’s rug. After seamlessly pulling Sharon’s underwear off, Alaska laid back completely before Sharon gave her one of the couch’s pillows, propping her head up slightly and making her more comfortable.

“Optimum position,” Sharon jokingly shrugged before she turned around, hooking one leg over Alaska’s body before she backed up, kneeling over her face.

“Yes, come here,” Alaska urged, and Sharon parted her legs at her words, lowering herself down further.

Her breath hitched as Alaska’s warm tongue ran over her folds, finally giving into the pleasure she yearned for.

She thrusted lightly across Alaska’s face, the slightest touch of Alaska’s nose or chin against her folds causing her thighs to quiver. Gradually she increased her pace, gently rutting against Alaska, the other blonde’s tongue repeatedly coating her throbbing bud as it lapped between Sharon’s folds.

Placing her hands up on Sharon’s hips, Alaska halted her movements before she wrapped her lips around Sharon’s bud, hallowing out her cheeks as she sucked.

“Fuck,” Sharon gasped as her short, rapid breathes mixed with the sound of the crackling fire beside them.

She gently thrusted her hips as her hands found their way to her chest, her pink nipples growing harder as she played with them. Alaska’s tongue coated her entrance before suddenly running over her bud, her warm tongue now rapidly flicking her sensitive clit.

Sharon doubled over, a string of whines escaping her as she leaned down against Alaska’s body, grabbing fistfuls of the white fluffy rug beneath them as she rutted harder against the other woman.

Now just inches away from Alaska’s core, Sharon leant down, kissing between her parted thighs before leisurely running her tongue over her folds.

Alaska bucked her hips up in surprise and pleasure, moaning into Sharon at the sensation, which caused Sharon to grind down further.

She ran her fingertips over and between Alaska’s slick folds before focusing on her throbbing bud, circling the bundle of nerves before she pressed down.

“Doing so good, baby,” Sharon mumbled, rutting against Alaska as she praised her.

Their bodies moved in tandem, Alaska’s movements building Sharon’s climax, and as it increased, so did Sharon’s touch on Alaska.

Sharon felt heat coil in her stomach as a weightless feeling tingled through her legs. Alaska’s hot tongue rapidly flicked over her pulsing bud, and suddenly that was all she needed.

“Yes, right, th- there,” Sharon stuttered, her hips jerking erratically as Alaska pulled her through her orgasm.

Suddenly Alaska cried out, her hips lurching up and her thighs clenching as her orgasm overwhelmed her. Sharon was so distracted that she hadn’t realised she never halted her touch on Alaska’s slick bundle of nerves, instead pushing her completely over the edge. Alaska came, moaning and whining underneath Sharon as her body shuddered.

Sharon crawled off Alaska before settling between her legs, her soft blonde hair brushing against the skin of Alaska’s thighs.

Running her fingers through her hair, Alaska smiled sleepily as Sharon slowly kissed her folds, a post orgasm glow settling over the both of them. Sharon picked up the pace, showering Alaska in a mix of tongue, teeth grazing and cheek hallowing. Heat began to stir in Alaska’s stomach as she brought her knees to her chest, spreading herself further for Sharon.

Bringing her fingers up, Sharon dipped her fingertip into Alaska’s entrance, the younger girl’s walls tightening around her touch.

“More,” Alaska whispered, writhing against the fluffy rug.

Sharon pushed all the way in before pulling out slowly, repeating the movement before adding another finger. Alaska’s walls grasps around the contact, and soon Alaska was propping herself up on her elbows and snaking a hand down to touch her pulsing bud.

“Uh ah ah,” Sharon argued, pulling her hand away. “Let me.”

She leant down, wrapping her lips around Alaska’s bud as she worked her fingers. Alaska whined, pinching her hard nipples between her fingers as Sharon’s embrace washed over her.

But then Sharon pulled away completely, leaving Alaska to cry out and shoot her eyes open in desperation.

“I have an idea, but we need to go to the bedroom,” Sharon said, carefully rising to her feet before she offered to help Alaska up.

Confused, but more than happy to comply, Alaska grabbed her hands, leaning into Sharon as she was shakily led into the bedroom, her desire-ridden body making her legs move slowly.

She excitedly crawled onto the bed as soon as she could while Sharon walked to her bedside table drawer. She pulled out a box of matches before her features and blonde waves were illuminated by fire. She lit a candle, blew out the match and placed the flickering glass jar back on the table before sifting through the drawer again.

“Setting the mood,” Alaska commented, rolling on her back and stretching her naked limbs as the previously dark bedroom was bathed in a soft warm glow.

Sharon found what she was looking for and crawled onto the bed, settling herself between Alaska’s legs as she bit her lip.

“What are your thoughts on this?” Sharon asked, showing Alaska the black toy in her hands.

It was a decently sized dildo, and when Alaska took it from Sharon’s hands, she pulsed as she felt its weight. But the most interesting part was the section extending from the base of the toy at a slight angle. It was another dildo, but shorter and thicker. Unlike strap ons, which involved, of course, straps, buckles, and a whole lot of pleasure for just one party, Sharon had brought out something to please them both.

“I love it,” Alaska smiled. “Can I have… the longer end?”

“Of course,” Sharon replied, before lowering her voice to a more sensual tone. “I wanna see how you use it.”

Alaska seductively bit her lip before lying back on the pillows. She spread her legs, putting herself on display for Sharon. Rubbing the length of the dildo between her wet folds, the both of them were mesmerised at the sight of the toy becoming slick.

Alaska slowly pushed the tip of the toy in, breathing in sharply as she felt resistance.

“Don’t force it,” Sharon said quietly, her tone serious but trusting, almost like a reminder.

“It’s okay,” Alaska said softly.

She loved little moments like this, where they could be as intimate and raunchy as possible but also so comfortable and caring. Alaska felt so safe with Sharon, and it was that reassurance that made her muscles relax that little bit more.

She exhaled as she pressed the toy in further, leaving Sharon to practically salivate as she watched the length of the toy disappear inch by inch, before suddenly quickly reappearing as Alaska pulled it out.

“Just like that,” Sharon mumbled, not even realising she had started touching herself. She mimicked Alaska’s movements, thrusting a finger into her warmth and following the younger girl’s pace.

Alaska watched as she put a spell over Sharon, revelling in the sight of the older woman completely transfixed. Sharon kneeled between Alaska’s legs, her ends of her blonde curls brushing against her nipples and her stomach clenching as she touched herself.

Thrusting the toy into herself slightly faster and deeper, Alaska watched as Sharon did the same, whining as Alaska upped the pace.

“Add another,” Alaska mumbled, her speech thick with lust as she watched Sharon.

Looking her in the eyes as she obeyed, Sharon slid another finger into her warmth, a long, low moan escaping her as she did so. Alaska kept going, building her pace until she slowed down completely.

She pulled the toy out all the way, her walls grasping around the tip while she eyed Sharon, who was just now grazing her folds with her fingertips, copying Alaska’s actions.

“Another,” she whispered before plunging the toy deep inside, a loud, slutty moan rolling off her tongue as she effortlessly pushed it all the way up to the base.

Sharon did the same, three fingers disappearing into her warmth as she whined, her eyes squeezing shut at the sensation.

“Stretch yourself,” Alaska said, her voice barely a whisper as she watched Sharon spread her fingers apart, moisture gathering at her corner of her eyes as she followed Alaska’s every command.

Sharon whimpered, biting down on her lip as she touched herself.

“Need you,” Sharon whined, desperate for Alaska.

“Come here then,” Alaska said, wrapping her fingers around the shorter, thicker length of the toy meant for Sharon.

Crawling closer, Sharon spread her legs wider, the both of them breathing loudly as they watched Sharon lower herself down onto the toy. The tip was more bulbuls than the rest of its shaft, and Sharon gasped softly as she felt it pass through her entrance. The rest of its length disappeared into her as she effortlessly slid down onto it, her slick walls squeezing around the thickness as pleasure spread through her.

Sharon instinctively rolled her hips, feeling the presence of the toy inside of her and in turn thrusting the other length into Alaska, who whined at the sensation and pulled her knees to her chest as she spread herself.

Grabbing the headboard, Sharon hovered over Alaska, grinding her hips and feeling the toy press inside her as she moved. Alaska felt it too, its rigid length rubbing against her walls.

Alaska grabbed Sharon and pulled her down, their lips meeting and their tongues lapping against each other as they kissed. Sharon kept rolling her hips, pleasure washing over her and into Alaska as she moved, both girls feeling weightless as the sensation both numbed and heightened the moment.

Sharon picked up her speed, thrusting harder, faster and deeper into Alaska than before. Alaska bit her lip, holding back a string of moans out of habit.

“No,” Sharon whispered when she heard Alaska’s muffled whine. “I want you to be as loud as you want, it’s just us.”

Alaska’s lips parted, her eyes almost rolling back as a whined a little louder, but nowhere near as loudly as Sharon knew she could.

“No one’s gonna see us, no one’s hear us, it’s just us, scream for me baby,” Sharon said, urging her on as she continued to thrust, “fucking scream my name.”

Alaska cried out, her bud throbbing and her walls grasping around the toy as each one of Sharon’s words wrapped around her mind.

“Ah, fuck, Sharon,” Alaska cried in time with her thrusts, letting go completely as she let Sharon ruin her. “Sharon, Sharon, Sharon.”

Lust clouded Sharon’s mind as she looked down at Alaska, spread out and desperate as she thrusted into her. Without breaking her pace, she leant down and captured Alaska’s breasts in her hands, massaging them and running her thumbs over her sensitive nipples as she buried her face in her neck and kissed the other woman, knowing she was close.

Alaska whined, loud and needy as desire overwhelmed her entire being, her whole universe consisting of just Sharon. Pleasure coiled in her core, and suddenly there was only one word forming in her mind and rolling off her tongue as Sharon pounded into her and sent her over the edge.

“Ah…mommy.”

Sharon came, her hips jerking erratically as Alaska completely destroyed her, pure bliss streaming through her veins as her climax overwhelmed her.

“Yes, yes,” Sharon mumbled as she came, burying herself into Alaska’s neck as she rode out her orgasm, her walls squeezing the thickness of the toy as she continued to rock her hips.

Alaska held onto Sharon as her own orgasm swept through her, exploding from her core and running through her legs before seeping into every inch of her body.

They held onto each other, and for how long they stayed like that, neither of them knew. Alaska ran her fingers through Sharon’s soft hair as they laid their, their limbs heavy and their breathing ragged as they came down from their high.

“I…didn’t know… we had a mommy kink,” Alaska breathed.

“Neither did I,” Sharon replied, causing the both of them to laugh.

At some point Sharon finally pried herself off of Alaska and slowly slid the toy out before discarding it onto the floor.

Falling back into Alaska’s arm, they intertwined their bodies together, the sound and feeling of each other’s breathing drifting them off into a deep sleep.

#extra credit #rosie #sharon needles #alaska thunderfuck #shalaska #smut #au #cisgirl au #rpdr fanfiction #lesbian au #college au #student/teacher #mommy kink

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chloe-elizabeth-price · 7 years ago

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Wow, almost all of them, huh, @annoyinglyuniquebread? I’ll put it under a read-more as to not hit everyone with walls of text but read if ya feel like it…Okay, here we go!

0. Height

I’m 5′1 just like Carrie Fisher/Princess Leia!

1. Age

I’m 21, but my birthday is in February so pretty soon I’ll be feelin’ 22! *Dances horrendously*

2. Shoe Size

I’m a 5 in US sizes I think…?

3. Do you smoke?

I do not

4. Do you drink?

Well yes, it’s important to stay hydrated kids, my drink of choice is coke or tea…But I assume this is asking if I drink alcohol which I do not do

5. Do you take drugs?

Once again I assume this is referring to illegal drugs and not meds, I do not do any of those. However I do take antidepressants and sleeping pills for my anxiety-related insomnia/the occasional anxiety-suppressor.

6. Age you get mistaken for?

As I’m pretty short and thin (+ you tend to look smaller in a wheelchair which i occasionally use) I’d say people tend to assume I’m a lot younger than I am. If asked my age most people tend to guess around 15, or at least they did when I was in my late teens, no one has guessed my age in a while so maybe i look older these days? idk lol

7. Have tattoos?

I do have a tiny lightening bolt on my wrist, it’s a Harry Potter reference/a symbol for my general love of stories.

8: Want any tattoos?

I do definitely want more tattoos in the future, I haven’t really decided on placements yet but I know that I want a Buffy-B (a B in the Btvs-font) on my other wrist so that my two fandom tattoos can match in placements. I also want a fox somewhere and “fearless” in Taylor Swift’s handwriting to remind me of her brilliant definition of the word: (”To me, fearless is not the absence of fear. It’s not being completely unafraid. To me, fearless is having fears. fearless is having doubts. Lots of them. To me, fearless is living in spite of those things that scare you to death.”) which I think will help with my anxiety. Those are a few of the tattoos I know that I want to get at some point, but there’s always room for more options since I really like the idea of a lot of tattoos!

9: Got any piercings?

Nope, not even pierced ears

10: Want any piercings?

Not really, no

11: Best friend?

@gay-grandma

12: Relationship status?

Single, sapphic and sad

13: Biggest turn ons?

As far as personality and little things go I’d say people who listen and respect my opinions and my view of a situation, but also aren’t afraid to say what they think/voice their opinions I guess. Also like, when people are genuine with their affection and you can tell that they just genuinely care for you I guess? Geez this sounds cheesy! As for physically, I’m gonna say collarbones…Is that weird? I feel like that’s weird…Not necessarily seeing collar bones (malnutrition isn’t sexy, kids!) but just like biting or kissing them I don’t even know! Maybe I have a few kinks too, but this is already officially TMI and I’m gonna stop………..

14: Biggest turn offs?

Bigoted or small-minded people honestly, nope not gonna interact!

16: I’ll love you if…

You respect me, seduce me with your nerdiness and/or let me introduce you to nerdy stuff (Movies/shows/books/games etc) I like and most importantly, genuinely seem to like me tbh, I don’t ask for much…

17: Someone you miss

I live pretty far away from my family for school so I find myself almost constantly missing them and my dog :( Also you and your stupidly pretty face, @annoyinglyuniquebread I can’t believe it’s gonna be so long until I get to see you!

18: Most traumatic experience?

Probably something emotionally abusive at the hands of my biological dad or his wife but honestly I’ve repressed most of it and I don’t really wanna talk about that sooooo………*shudders* Anywayyyy

20: What I hate most about myself?

Too many things to list to be honest. I’m not trying to sound negative, but I do have a lot of issues when it comes to how I view myself, but I am working on them and am hoping to be getting to a place where I can honestly say that I don’t think I suck in the near future, wish me luck!

22: What I want to be when I get older?

Author! I wanna write, write write! If ONE kid picks up a book I’ve written and it helps them in any way at all or sparks that love of stories in them that has become my own driving force, then my goal in life has been achieved!

23: My relationship with my sibling(s)

Okay, so I have 4 siblings, two older sisters and two younger brothers. My relationship to my sisters are pretty much your standard sibling-situation, we grew up together and occasionally we wanted to murder each other, but most of the time we got along and now as adults we’re all pretty close even though I live far away. My brothers are a more complicated situation, due to my nonexistent relationship with my biological father I haven’t actually seen my little bros in years, I hope that we’ll be able to have some type of relationship one day, but as long as they live with dad I don’t see that as possible, although I love them and would love to be a proper big sib to them someday!

24: My relationship with my parent(s)

My mom is absolutely one of the most important people in my life, I love spending time with her and she’s the one I go to first if any problem, big or small arises in my life, we’ve always been extremely close and she’s quite simply my best friend. My step-dad (who I tend to refer to as dad most of the time) has been in my life since I was 4 and he’s more of a father to me than my biological dad (who i don’t even view as my ‘dad’ at all) ever was or could ever be. I love him with all my heart, he’s the best and one of the funniest people I know! I’d say generally I’m very, very close to both of my parents and they’re both extremely important to me and here I am getting sappy at 2AM.

25: My idea of a perfect date

Movie/Show marathon and cuddling with snacks tbh

26: My biggest pet peeves

When the cover/general appearance of a book on my shelf doesn’t match what the rest of the books in that series look like…All my books have to match if they’re part of the same series or I freak the fuck out honestly! That’s really the only pet peeve I can think of at the moment.

27: A description of the girl/boy I like

I kinda really like @annoyinglyuniquebread but don’t tell her, it’d just get to her pretty head and she’d probably tease me about it and I’m shy!

28: A description of the person I dislike the most

Wow, has someone told the oversized cheeto running America that he has a giant dead cat on his head yet orrrrr…?

29: A reason I’ve lied to a friend?

I can’t think of a specific situation in which I’ve done this just now, but chances are if you’re my friend I’ve probably lied to you and told you I was sick so I wouldn’t have to hang out with you that day, it’s not that I don’t WANNA hang out, I love you I promise…it’s just my very awkward introverted ass not being sure how to tell you that I need to reschedule because my social battery is drained and that I am going to physically explode if I have to be around humans for the next few days, without sounding like a hermit and/or hurting your feelings soooo…Yeah, sorry about that!

30: What I hate the most about work/school?

That it ruins the fun of learning with all those deadlines and gives me performance anxiety about stuff I’d normally be good at/comfortable with doing…

31: What my last text message says?

“Night, I love you

32: What words upset me the most?

Any type of uninformed, ignorant hate speech, when someone is being bigoted in my presence it always makes me feel like I want to scream and/or cry

33: What words make me feel the best about myself?

When people compliment my hair, clothes or writing it really makes my day every time without fail! Also when people use my chosen name and pronoun it makes me feel like I could take on the whole world on my own and win, so thank you SO much to everyone in my life who make an effort to do that every day!!

34: What I find attractive in women?

Um, everything about them, i mean have you SEEN girls??? I love being a lesbian; ladies, you’re all so beautiful I wanna squeal just thinking about it!

35: What I find attractive in men?

Them being Harrison Ford. If you are male, but not Mr. Ford I’m sorry but I’m simply not attracted to you at all and won’t date you. Sorry men, I don’t make the rules. However, if you’re reading this, Harrison from ca 1980 (why would you be?) hit me up!

37: One of my insecurities?

Too many to list again, but like I said, I am working on that!

38: My childhood career choice

Author, not much has changed, huh? I’ve actually known what I want to be since I was like 5.

40: Who I wish I could be?

A happier, more secure version of myself…Or you know Han Solo/Veronica Mars/Kim Possible, that works too!

41: Where I want to be right now?

Right at this moment I’m pretty happy here under the covers in my big comfy bed listening to Taylor Swift with my laptop in my lap and answering all these questions. Even though I’m having a pretty bad case of insomnia I feel pretty content, a little hungry tho…Think I’m gonna go make noodles and finish Stranger Things when I’m done answering these!

42: The last thing I ate

Some salted caramel chocolate a while ago, it was delicious!

43: Sexiest person that comes to my mind immediately?

Well I’d be cheating on my wife if I didn’t say Sarah Michelle Gellar, wouldn’t I? Although there are a few other candidates as well…

44: A random fact about anything

Did you guys know that @annoyinglyuniquebread aka Bella is really cute and awesome and great at holding hands? Well, if you didn’t there’s a random fact for ya!

Wow, that sure was a lot of questions, but it was fun to answer them all! Thanks for sending them, Bella

#thanks for the ask!

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So this was our list of some of the best Tumblr themes you get for free. Do let us know which ones you liked here.

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You will be helping out your fellow readers with more options in the process.

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WPSmashingThemes 1 year agoReply

Great roundup Dhiraj,

I really love the Sugar theme I created a free Tumblr theme here: https://www.softwarefindr.com/reviews/gosimon-tumblr/ that I think would serve a great additional resource for your readers.

Let me know what you think?

Dhiraj Das 1 year agoReply

Hey Brian, Will surely add the theme to this collection. Can you check the download link if it is working properly, it wasn’t working at my end.

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1-25 for the writing ask meme~ sorry I just love your story and wanna know everything about it ok. ehehe~

Hi aaahh sorry this took so longggg, I wanted to do the formatting properly and i only got the time and means recently ! Thank you so much for the ask omggg I really appreciate ittttt, it got p long so I put it under a thing !!!

1.describe the plot in 1 sentence.

Girl tries to get a job to support her family and find her worth, ends up getting the job with one of the highest death tolls

2.pick one sight, smell, sound, feel, and taste to describe the aesthetic of your novel.

Sight: green shoots growing through a mountain of rubble, Smell: sharp metal with a hint of burnt wood, Sound: a gun firing a bullet, Feel: the smooth surface of a polished knife, Taste: warm pastries fresh out of the oven

3.which 3+ songs would make up a playlist for the novel?

1) Pompeii [Bastille] 2) Plant Life [Owl City] 3) Karma [CircusP] 4) Youth [Daughter] 5) My Songs Know What You Did in The Dark [Fall Out Boy]

4.what’s the time period and location in which the novel takes place?

The current year in the book is 2514 ! It’s set in the future!

5.is this a standalone or a part in a series?

It’s going to be part of a series, although I’m not sure if I want two books in it or the YA Trilogy™

6.are there any former titles you’ve considered but discarded?

I don’t think so, this was the only one I could think of!

7.what’s the first line of your novel?

“We live in a world that is falling to pieces, pieces we cannot repair.” (edgy af, amirite)

8.what’s a line of dialogue you’re particularly proud of?

“It’s not affecting them, is it? It’s not their lives. It’s someone else’s, somewhere out there. Yes, technically speaking they know it’s someone’s life. But do they connect that button with the end of a life? No. They connect it with ‘experiment termination’. It’s the 'experiment termination’ button, and pressing it ends an experiment. If it was the 'kill a person’ button, and pressing it would murder someone, I can guarantee you, host, it would be pressed a lot less often, by a lot less people. It is the difference between knowing what something does and understanding what it does. These people have the 'knowing’ aspect down, but lack 'understanding’. And the ones that have both down, well, clinically speaking, Charlotte, those people are psychopaths."

9.which line from the novel most represents it as a whole?

“And in my head, an infinite circle of 'fuck fuck fuck fu-’ had begun.”

10.who are your character faceclaims?

They kind of don’t have any, although I am working on sketches to add into my work so the reader sorta knows…

11.sort your characters into harry potter houses!

Gryfindor: Annie, Rose, Flame

Slytherin: Cookies, Shadow, Maroon, Wing

Hufflepuff: Anna, Blade, Cliff

Ravenclaw: Brooks, Falcon, Wire

12.which character’s name do you like the most?

Wing’s! As in, ‘Aegis’. I spent the longest time ever picking it, and I finally chose this one because, well… look up the meaning. :)

13.describe each character’s daily outfit.

They all wear the same ‘black gloves, trousers, coats, white shirts’ uniform!

14.do any characters have distinctive birthmarks/scars?

Falcon has a massive scar across her right shoulder, and has many on her arms, Shadow has a particularly nasty looking, jagged scar going up from her middle toe to her shin on her left foot, Maroon has a weird ‘chevron’ scar across their chest from a particularly sadistic enemy, Wire has a birth mark the shape of a cloud on their left eyelid and on their forehead.

15.pick a color to represent each character.

Cookies: light blue, Maroon: dark red (haha), Falcon: light pink, Shadow: white, Wire: silver, Rose: yellow, Brooks: dark blue, Annie: orange, Anna: purple, Cliff: beige, Blade: cream, Wing: green, Flame: light red (haha)

16.pick a font to represent each character.

Cookies: book antiqua, Maroon: northwell, Falcon: dotumche, Shadow: fangsong, Wire: bauhaus 93, Rose: kunstler script, Brooks: berlin sans fb, Annie: parchment, Anna: broadway , Cliff: mistral, Blade: contento script, Wing: mixswift, Flame: gessele

17.which character most fits a character trope? which trope?

WING IS A TSUNDERE, POOR CLIFF

18.which character is the best writer? worst?

Wire would definitely be the best writer, and I’d say Flame would be the worst (not enough patience)

19.which character is the best liar? worst?

Best liar is definitely Maroon, worst liar is definitely Falcon

20.which character swears the most? least?

Flame will say ‘fuck’ in every sentence unless children are around (in which case it is replaced with ‘heck’), the day Rose swears is the day humanity falls

21.which character has the best handwriting? worst?

Annie has really good penmanship, while if you can read what Wing wrote you’re probably drunk beyond your mind

22.which character is most like you? least like you?

Cookies! Which is obvious since I made her as my own ‘self-insert’ character about eight years ago (since then I’ve changed her, she’s a lot less curious than I am and she’s not artistically inclined at all), aaand least like me would be Maroon (they’re a lot more secretive and definitely more underhanded than me).

23.which character would you most like to be?

hmmmm… I’d love to be Blade (get it cuz shes dead ahaha-) because she’s very caring, she’s a great leader and she can keep everyone in line without being too overbearing !

#juhaku-inspired #quill's bitter writer update #quill responds

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jadesmithillustration5-blog · 8 years ago

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Interview with Jenni Desmond

Jenni very kindly agreed to let us interview her and answered questions about how she started out as an illustrator, her work process, her most well known books, how commissions work and other general arty things that we were interested in finding out. With her in depth answers she really helped to inform me about the children’s book and illustration industries which I'm sure will help me in developing my own career.

You do a lot of workshops with primary schools. What do you find interesting about working with children? As my books are for children it’s important to engage with my audience! Sometimes they say funny things that make me laugh. When they are enthusiastic about the book or about meeting me and I feel I can inspire them, they remind me why I am doing my job. I would have loved to have had a visiting author when I was little and I think I would have been very inspired by one so I try to remember that. (School trips also pay well!)

For ‘The First Slodge’ you collaborated with Jeanne Willis, as you have done on a few other books. How was it to work with her? Is it similar to editorial illustration? Do you have any influence over the narrative being written? I have no influence on the worded narrative, although I do try to 'write' a lot of extra information into the book with images. I have no engagement with the author. We met on email only a few months ago in fact and I've never met her in person. She seems lovely though. Everything is done through the publisher. When I've done the roughs etc the publisher sends the work to her for the okay.

You’ve won both the 2015 Best Emerging Talent (illustrator) at the Junior Design Awards and the 2016 New York Times Best Illustrated Children’s Book. How did winning each of these awards effect your reputation as an illustrator? Did you receive any commissions as a result? I'm sure it does effect things. It's always hard to tell how people found me etc but in the last year I have definitely become more well known and my job offers have definitely increased!

What is the inspiration for your drawings? Do you use reference images? Do you use your own handwriting for your fonts? I use my own handwriting. I use reference images at the beginning when I am researching an animal character to understand what shape it is. But then I just work from my head so I can insert the character without worrying about the shapes. Inspiration mostly from my personal life and relationships.

Last year, you were awarded the Maurice Sendak Fellowship. How was it? What was it like working alongside fellow illustrators handpicked for this award? WONDERFUL, and we were treated so so well! The farm we stayed at was gorgeous and we had our own houses and studios and lots of engagement with sendak's original artwork and stories about him. The illustrators were lovely and very interesting people. It was nice to have the time to work in my sketchbook on my own stuff, I don't have time to do that these days- drawing is now work! Which is a good thing. Even though it’s a passion, it’s no longer a hobby.

What motivated you to go back and study the Masters in Children’s Book Illustration? What sort of things did you learn? Would you recommend it to anyone wanting to become an illustrator? I didn't do a degree in illustration so felt I needed some training. It was very useful to learn the format of childrens books, learn about illustrators, be exposed to interesting ways of creating books, meet great people, improve my work.

How did you come up with the ideas for your non-fiction books? (The Blue Whale, The Polar Bear…) I was just looking around the internet one day and found some facts about blue whales. I scribbled them down quickly with some sketches and then forgot about them until I showed the publisher, quite absent mindedly really, and she had the vision to turn it into a 4 book series. You never know what nugget of an idea could spark into something, so it’s good to keep sketchbooks and things.

For The Blue Whale, did you adapt an illustration to fit the cover, or did you design it specifically as the cover? I had a vision of what the cover looked like from the start, it was one of the first sketches I did. In the end it’s also the same image as one of the spreads. But I always knew that’s what the cover would look like. (though the boat was a fishing boat at the beginning.)

How have you worked out a balance between producing art and having down time? I used to go out to the pub lots and fill my evenings, now I mostly just work and then go home to chill. I don't work at home. Ever. Baths, cooking, watching films and hanging out with my partner occupy a lot of my down time. I now go swimming every lunchtime which is good for the mind as well as the body.

Of the work that you produce, would you say that picture books are your favourite? Yes. I love that they have a use and are not just images, they are characters, stories, things to hopefully inspire children, and they are also objects. I do love books so it’s an honour to make them.

How do you go about promoting your work and exhibitions? Gah... social media? but I am not very good at it. Mostly my agent does that stuff.

How did you come to be represented by your agency? Do they decide which work you should do? How do their fees effect your commission prices? I was represented by an agency called Bright a few years ago, they picked me up at my grad show. I then moved to Penny Holroyde after being recommended her. It’s important to have the right agent, who you trust, it’s almost like having an extra parent or something, who always has your back and is with you the whole way. She advises me on what I should do. Her main job is to negotiate contracts which are a mine field. She will normally bump the fee up a bit which will normally just about cover her fees (15% plus vat). For me having an agent is essential and wonderful to let me just get on with focussing on my work. You can get a bit screwed over when starting out so do be careful with contracts, and use AOI for any advice on them.

Has it been difficult finding work as a freelance artist? Sometimes. It gets easier the more well known you get. And the better you get! It’s important to keep working, keep improving, keep trying. It’s a pretty tough career to get in to. I sell things on etsy, which can be a good source of income. In general, the pay as an illustrator or picture book maker is a bit crap.

In an interview with playingbythebook.com you said ‘I use music as a tool. I find that it transports me to my imagination.’ How so? I dance around in my head and then draw the characters dancing around too, which gives them lots of movement and life.

What inspired the move to London? Did you need more space than the studio you had in Brighton? I wanted to be in the thick of it I think, and most of my friends were here. I'd gone to uni at sussex so had been in brighton for a while and I had run out of enthusiasm for it a little. The space I can get in Hackney is def smaller than Brighton - hackney studio spaces start at about £180 for a desk so it’s not cheap! I had a nice big space in south London (whirled art studios) when I first moved here and it was dirt cheap, I loved that place. Sadly it’s too far away now. But Hackney Downs is super great.

What has it been like to work with Enchanted Lion Books? What happens under a multiple book series deal like you have with them? Wonderful, it’s a small publisher, pretty much a one woman band, and she is incredibly talented and bright and creative and she pushes me hard with her expectations and perfectionist ways. She's fantastic. A multiple book deal basically just means that once I've finished one then it’s on to the next. It’s nice to have the security of knowing you've got more work. The contract will be the same financially across all four books.

Do you find that thumbnails are particularly helpful in figuring out how a book will flow? Thumbnails used to drive me nuts and I thought they were the most pointless thing ever. I've become more patient now though, and yes I now think they're helpful to work out the flow. I am still inclined to draw the whole thing out bigger though, as I like to see what’s going on and then ideas can flow from things you weren't expecting.

It took you about two years to make The Blue Whale, is this considered a short or long time? Hmm... about average for writing and illustrating a book. Just illustrating, I could do something in 4 months. That's considered quick. I'm doing one in 3 months at the moment, that's quite stressful.

How is your next non-fiction book about elephants going? I'm not properly starting until summer as I have two books to do first! Argh... I've done most of the research and writing though - elephants are the most incredible creatures. I can't wait to start.

You’ve designed the covers for two albums: The Diver’s Curse – BD Harrington and Standing Pat – The Dixie Traders. Did you get given a specific brief for them? Yes I did actually, they both had specific ideas what they wanted. I find working for private clients a lot more stressful than publishers as they are so keen to get it perfect but aren't quite sure what that perfect they are looking for is. These covers were nice to do though.

Is it a conscious decision to have a fairly limited colour palette within each book? I just don't really like bright colours very much! Except for bright blue and bright red. I just do what I like, and use the colours that I like. It's important to consider each colour that you use and not just use any old shade.

About The Tiger Protector for WWF you’ve said ‘it feels like a really important time to be creating books about endangered animals.’ Is creating work with a purpose and meaning significant to you? Yes! I would do it even if I didn't think this though as I love to create art. I have to create art. But it is nice to have that too.

You worked closely with a marine biologist for The Blue Whale. Is making sure the facts are accurate a big part of your work ethic? It's essential when creating non-fiction. I was paranoid about reviewers picking up on something incorrect. Luckily that hasn't happened. We weren’t going to work with one but I realised I was totally out of my depth when the editor kept asking if I was sure certain facts were correct. I am not a biologist and I had no idea. So I asked if we could get one on-board.

How do commissions work? Do you have a lot of freedom over the work you produce? Private commissions? They tend to have a very rigid idea about what they want. When I'm working with publishers we will work together. I have the idea and do all of the backbreaking work, but I will constantly be back and forth with the publisher who will steer it in the right way. It depends on the publisher on how much or little they will do this. I don't really work with any publishers who are too pushy and in general I am left to do my own thing as much as possible. But it is essential to be open to feedback and open to doing changes. You can't get too precious about your work.

When you decided to become an illustrator how did you start getting your name and work heard of? My grad show. My agent. Social media. Sending work out unsolicited. It’s hard starting out. You just have to keep plugging at it and keep producing new work and keep working hard. I was working on my artwork obsessively for years around the time of the MA and after. I found 2 years after I graduated was when I'd started getting into my grove and producing work I was happy with.

What was your first commission, how did you get it? With Folens Publishers, an educational publisher in Ireland. I sent my work to them (and loads of others who declined me) and they gave me some work. I did loads of stuff with them in the end, for French text books.

To find out more about Jenni’s work check out her website: http://www.jennidesmond.com/

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