#pretty proud of my brooke one ngl

[chanandlers]

do u have saved urls?

yes! i deleted A LOT awhile back because i had a lot of urls saved up XD but the ones i have rn are... effedstonem, hackerqueen, daxamprince, queenchamberlain (which was my old url), benoistwood, benoistdanvers, brookescott, hayleymikelson, marcellus-gerard, elijahmikelsons, kolmikelsons !

[usoking]

so hi guys. monster au

this was an au that's been stirring in my brain since i started my watchthrough (i think i made this a bit into water 7? and i'm now in wci) and now that i have a op blog i might as well share it with the world

the whole idea of the monster au is that usopp somehow got into a monster-only college and has to lie his way out of his classmates' suspicions that noooo he's not a human! he's totally not!

more info about the characters under the cut! reminder that i have JUST STARTED WCI and any characters from it and wano are UNKNOWN to me pretty much!

update i'm on wano. halfway through it. i'm doing fantastic

students (for convinience's sake they're all aged to post timeskip)

usopp- the token human of the school, but pretends to be a witch. that way his human scent isn't questioned, he can do "magic" aka cool party tricks, and he has the long nose for it. he fakes it till he makes it but the whole staff is fond of him already

luffy- a werewolf! he always radiates puppy energy to me skjdfhskjdf he was bit by shanks as a kid (around the age he got his devil fruit in canon) and is part of his pack. but only legally, since he still grew up with ace and sabo. he doesn't get the best grades but shanks loves the kid and plays obvious favoritism

nami- her's is a bit iffy ngl, but i eventually settled on a kitsune! though this is still bound to change as i still haven't figured out the best one for her. but yea she's a sophomore and bonks people over the head when they're being stupid

sanji- was an interesting one; he's a merfolk/fishman. i'm not too sure how i decided upon this but i did and it was Perfect. i connect sanji to the sea a lot so maybe that's why (don't get me started on sanji and his relationship to the ocean). also for the excuse for me (and zoro) to call him smoked salmon

bartolomeo- i only met him recently but he Must be here. barto's a gryphon! bc he's a chicken AND a lion at the same time <3 but yea he's like... a centaur with a gryphon body and wings and little lion ears,,,, i like him jkfhgkjhdfg (he's probably gonna be a junior?)

staff (all are adults in SOME way shape or form)

whitebeard- he's the principal of one piece academy. my friend suggested him to be a god so thats what he is now

shanks- i have no idea what his job is ngl. but he's staff dfkjhgkjdhfg he's a werewolf, he bit luffy (and also yasopp let's not talk about that) and absolutely loves to show off luffy any time he gets. he is also married to mihawk bc i said so

mihawk- the man's a vampire. come on. he Is. he's the school's resident cryptid, i'm pretty sure he's the vp or something, idk. yes he's married to shanks. also perona and zoro are his kids, meeting both before they were dead and adopting them

kureha- magic prof, a real witch. she sees potential in usopp and is impressed with how he manages to make even a slightly effective potion. but don't get her wrong she is very proud, no matter what she says. i'm pretty sure she's gonna try and adopt usopp

robin- history prof, vampire. she's been through a millennia of history, so of course she's perfect for teaching it, since she saw so much of it herself. very chill teacher, good vibes. lots of flowers.

franky- mechanics/engineering prof, but he's a full robot instead of a cyborg. constantly impressed by usopp's tinkering skills and how he does it all without any supernatural element at all

brook- music prof. he's still a skeleton. literally nothing's changed about him. he does appreciate how all of his students at least know how to hit a note correctly, whether through singing or an instrument

zoro- legally he's just a ta, but he falls asleep in every class. he's a demon from about 200 years ago, was killed by mihawk then came back from hell vowing revenge but unknowingly got adopted

ace- also a ta, and also a demon (this time from only 80 years ago). of course he's luffy's big brother, bc no ace is right without that. he's also the Fun ta that always shows up with a kahoot game hooked up and lets you use your phone in class

sabo- head of staff i think? undecided, but he's definitely a dragon. again, big brother to luffy, he often gave him piggyback rides into the sky when they were kids (luffy still tries to get piggyback rides but he's too big now)

jimbei- pe coach (helped out sometimes by zoro). he's a fishman like sanji, and is the campus' collective dad. everyone loves him

chopper- the school nurse :) i played the old reversal game, and now chopper's a tanuki! and hates being called a reindeer <3 he's very young, raised by kureha to understand magic, and can assume human form, but other than that he just wanders campus and helps people in the nurse's office. some ppl think he's a mascot or plushie that someone lost until he storms in with a first aid kit

a few minor teachers like bon clay (shapeshifter dance teacher), ivankov (they sure are something, and also the gender studies prof), and caesar (science prof, probably some sort of air elemental)

others (they just kinda exist)

perona- she's a ghost! she doesn't need to go to class since she died a century ago and has definitely been to school, so she mostly just hangs around classes and pranks people. truly a menace to society

sogeking- a mask usopp found in the attic haunted by an ancient witch from centuries ago. legally a cursed item, so he's not allowed to have it, but you have no idea how much i love sogeking so he stays <3

and here's some various edits and doodles i've made with these nerds (most are pre timeskip bc thats when the au developed)

ft me trying to figure out how to draw usopp in my style

[fckinsupreme]

PLease write something with Xavier+cockwarming... I would die for that ngl

Sunlight beats down on you, causing you to break out in a sweat. Normally, you would be complaining about too much heat, over the fact that you were getting soaked with sweat and feeling disgusting as a result, but now it was actually a perfect excuse. You sat on the dock at Camp Redwood with your boyfriend, Xavier, perched in his lap while your group of friends splashed around in the lake. The two of you were the first to arrive at the lake, and what was happening with you both right now had been Xavier’s idea. You replay it in your mind, grinning as you do so.

“Babe?” he’d asked as you spread your beach towel on the wood.

“Yeah?” you replied, adjusting your swimsuit as you looked at him. “I’m not spilling out anywhere, am I?”

He laughed, shaking his head. “No, no. I just wanted to suggest something for us to try.”

“What is it?”

“I want to sit here with you...with my cock inside of you.”

“You want to fuck me in broad daylight out here in the open?” you questioned, raising a brow as you attempted to stop a smile from forming. “Margaret is coming, too, you know. She would throw us out—“

“No, not sex exactly,” he said. “I mean, it isn’t /fucking/ in a traditional sense. I wanted to sit on the edge while you sat in my lap, my cock inside of you, but not really /moving/. Just...you know. Being inside.”

The smile broke across your lips then, and you looked over your shoulder at the cabins. No one was coming yet, and what would it hurt, anyway? You hated Margaret’s bullshit “no sex” rule as much as everyone else here, and if she somehow found out, it would be worth it. Maybe she could see what she’d been missing, or want some for herself. Xavier was, to put it a bit mildly, quite impressive in that regard. He always left you wanting more, and always basked in the compliments you gave him about the size of his cock. You had a feeling that this would difficult, but you wanted to try. You /needed/ to, especially if this would be the last time for awhile that you would get to experience it.

“Let’s do it,” you said, dropping to your knees in front of him. He gave you a confused look, and you chuckled. “I need to get ready for you, babe. And from the looks of things, you’re already rock hard.”

You pulled his shorts down and licked from his balls to the tip of his cock, making eye contact as you did so. You both knew how giving him head never failed to do the trick in getting you wet, and you didn’t waste too much time teasing; you had to hurry before the others showed up. You took him down your throat, his fist in your hair as you rubbed your clit over your swimsuit. It didn’t take long to get you soaking wet, and he practically pulled you to your feet and dragged you to the edge of the dock. He tugged his shorts back up and pulled his dick through the front of them, sitting down and gesturing for you to follow. You grabbed your towel, placing it next to you before sitting in his lap with your back against his chest. He pulled your swimsuit bottoms aside, and slowly pushed inside of you. You moaned, his arms wound around your torso as your nails dug into his skin, his own breathless, hot groans sounding in your ear.

And now here you were, with the towel concealing both of you from the waist down. It wasn’t long after until the others came down, with Margaret also in tow. Xavier thrusts upward a couple of times as she approaches, and you have to bite your cheek to keep from moaning too loudly. His cock was so massive that he always bumped against your G-spot from pretty much any angle or position, and this was no exception. You roll your hips, hearing his loud hiss as you turn to kiss him sloppily. His tongue meets yours before his lips do, his fingers snaking under the towel and rubbing along your clit.

“You’re so fucking wet,” he breathes, licking inside of your mouth as he thrusts upward again. “You—“

“Ahem!” Margaret sounds from behind you, and you jump so much that you nearly fall forward into the water. “What do you two think you’re doing?”

You see Chet, Ray, and Brooke swimming not far from where you & Xavier are sitting, but they don’t seem to notice you. Montana, however, smirks at you both as she swims closer, looking at Margaret with a wink before dipping under the water. You take a deep breath, turning your head to look at Margaret as your nerves begin to unravel. Your stomach feels tight, sick, and you’re terrified that she found you two out. Your “I don’t care” attitude from earlier was gone, replaced with stone-cold fear that she could severely punish the two of you for something like this.

If she knew what was going on under this towel.../Fuck/.

“What is it?” you ask as sweetly as possible, Xavier’s fingers carefully moving from under the towel and his attention still focused on the lake. Montana was swimming even closer to you now; you could see her in the corner of your eye. “Are we doing something wrong?”

“I don’t know, are you?” Margaret asks, and the tone of her voice makes you want to get up and slap her. She sounded so smug, so full of herself, so /calm/.

“No,” you say with a fake smile. “Just sitting here, admiring the view.”

Xavier pretends to shift on the dock, but he’s actually thrusting into you again. Your face twists in pleasure and you have to fight with everything in you not to moan or cry out his name. Margaret doesn’t notice, thankfully, but she’s still watching you carefully. The sun reflects off of her large glasses, making it harder to see her eyes, but you know she’s still looking at you. You can feel her gaze burning into you, deep and even /angry/. What she could be mad about if she wasn’t aware of what was happening, you didn’t know, but you didn’t like the vibe she was putting off. It was disturbing, to say the least.

“Hm,” she says. “Maybe you two should go swimming with your friends. Why sit here and look, when you can join?”

“We aren’t in a swimming mood right now,” you say. “We just want to sit here with each other and enjoy the view and each other’s company, that’s all.”

“Lift the towel, Miss Y/L/N,” she says, and your blood runs cold with terror. “It’s hot out here; why cover yourself? You’re sweating. You’re also in your boyfriend’s lap, which is also raising some other concerns.”

“I’m fine,” you say, breath shaky as Xavier moves again. “Really. It feels good. If I decide that I need to cool down, I’ll hop in the water. Honestly.”

“Well, I think you should—“ Margaret began, but Xavier cut her off.

“Loosen up a little bit, Margie!” he says, and you have to bite back a laugh at the appalled expression on her face. “Let the girl wear a towel! Maybe she wants to protect her modesty, which is something you should be proud of. Can’t have me popping a boner with her in my lap, able to see that delicious cunt of hers or those perfect fucking tits. Can we, now?”

She opens her mouth like a fish out of water, completely speechless with fury flushing her cheeks. She stomps off without another word, and he kisses you again as you start laughing. It’s as filthy as the last, and you only pull back when you feel a splash of cold water on your leg. You look down to see Montana there, a grin plastered to her wet face. Xavier kisses your shoulder, moving some hair from your neck and sucking a hickey there as you whine in protest. Montana reaches up to give you a high five through the air, looking toward Margaret on the far end of the dock before meeting your eyes.

“So,” she said, “did Mother Mary find out that the two of you are fucking right in front of her or not?”

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[raiswanson]

Annual Writing Self Evaluation: 2017

Tagged by @universalfanfic, ooooh thank you!

I’m just going to tag in all the usuals I can think of at the moment @__@ everyone is welcome to fill this out though! @typeaadventures @helenpowers @jesse-is-inarguably-purple @h-brook-writes @bambmazing @my-words-are-light @scribbledwriting @tangledlinescrumpledpaper @otramble @prycarious @brynwrites @tundra-tiger @lilymaidofgallifrey @acfawkes @byjillianmaria @christinawritesfiction @audreyroseb

*All answers should be about works published in 2017

1.) List of works posted last year

Posted? None. I don’t post my work anywhere, aside from sharing Pryza with a few writing friends for general review.

2.) What work are you most proud of and why?

Dancing Sands, not only because it’s the first thing I’ve completed and been satisfied with, but because I wrote that bastard in 2 months, pre-planned almost nothing, hit 190k, and genuinely feel that it came out really well and will only need minor alterations to be the best it can be. (minor as in it will ultimately be the same, but smoother and refined)

3.) What work are you least proud of and why?

Dragon’s Totem. I could have done better last NaNo, and I was definitely pushing it to keep a stable word count even though I was still hung up on another story/probably needed a break from blasting through 80k-ish the month before. It came out forced, and will still need tons and tons of repair work to make up for the mess I made of it. Not to mention it feels like it drags a lot.

It could be so much better and I just don’t know what to do for it :/

4.) A favorite excerpt of your writing

Enjoy some Maika being....Maika. ;p

  Rewill looked immensely pleased with himself when I finished dressing and stepped out of the room with a sulky expression, arms crossed and shoulders bunched at my neck. He motioned for me to turn despite the death glare I was trying to melt him with, and I made a half-assed attempt to indulge him. He clapped once I was facing him again, and I stood sulking at the genuine delight on his face.

  “I’m not cheering for yours. I want you to know that,” I grumbled, gesturing to the suit he had thrown over his shoulder. Not missing a beat, he grinned back and lifted the article in question.

  “I wouldn’t expect you to. It’s just a tux. Nothing special,” he agreed, then gestured to me. “That fits alright, right? It looked your size but if it needs fitting they offer that service,” he asked. I blinked in surprise and uncrossed my arms to take another look.

  “Actually, it fit perfectly. How’d you call that so well?” I asked as he moved into the dressing room.

  “Oh, I just have an eye for that sort of thing.”

  “Is that a dodgy way of saying you have a clothing-size recognition program in your fake eye? Because that’s what it sounds like. And that’s weird,” I said, making the cyborg’s cackle fill the waiting room.

~

  “Aw, c’mon, this isn’t so bad. It’s nice to see you in heels again!” Rewill insisted as we filed into a station hover-rickshaw to ride to the docks. I settled into my seat as far from him as possible and crossed a leg over my knee to give him a sour look.

  “I’m going to stomp you with these heels if you don’t stop being so damned cryptic about what we’re—”

  “Hey, there are people that would pay for that kind of treatment from a woman that looks like you,” Rewill blurted with a playful nudge. My breath exploded out of my lungs, and I choked on my words a while before I could even process what he’d said with such a stupid grin.

  “Wh-what? You—  Rewill Lase, watch your tongue or I’ll rip it out of your unthinking head—”

  “Just a little longer, okay Mai? You’ll know what we’re up to before it matters, I promise,” he assured me over my sputtering. I chewed the inside of my cheek and glared him down, calming somewhat to see he’d sobered. Clucking my tongue, I turned my gaze to the passing view of the station below.

  “Fine. But, Rewill?” I waited long enough to ensure he was listening, then pointed one painted nail--further courtesy of his mysterious influx of wealth--at him as threatening as I could. “Stop calling me that or I will put one of these heels through the back of your metal head,” I warned. To my chagrin he only laughed and gave my curled up-do a gentle ruffle.

  “Man, I really did miss that while I was running around in the dust storms. Never change, Miss Sumi,” he replied, snatching his hand back when I reared on him. “Ack! What?! What’d I do?! I didn’t say it!” he protested as I cocked an arm back.

  Even the android driving the rickshaw winced at the thump that followed.

5.) Share or describe a favorite comment you received

@typeaadventures put me into freaking tears with these three words

But seriously all of the feedback I’ve gotten on Pryza thus far has been glorious and I’m so happy with what I’ve gotten back on it. All of it. Perfect. Love you guys. Your enthusiasm and wonderful comments saved the project. I mean that.

6.) A time when writing was really, really, hard.

LAST NOVEMBER WAS PRETTY DANG BAD NGL

I re-learned that when I got on a crazy burst with my writing, I need to take a break afterward or I crash and burn and lose more time than I would have if I’d just sat back and let myself rest. (Will this stop me from pushing myself again next time? Probably not. I’m a workaholic until I’m literally too stuck to move, and even then I gripe and wish I was writing)

7.) A scene or character you wrote that surprised you.

 I’m always surprised. Things never go according to plan. Never.

But to cite an especially surprising character, there’s always Iwiw, from Dancing Sands. When I planned his character he was supposed to be fairly stiff and serious/stern, super professional, very dry. Y’know, that character that isn’t any fun. But, when he finally swaggered into his introduction paragraph he was anything but. He was biting and witty and brought more life to things than I ever would have expected, and turned into basically the darling of the whole book.

damn you, Iwiw.

8.) How did you grow as a writer last year?

Well I learned that I CAN in fact complete a book if I try hard enough, and ironed out a few punctuation errors I’ve allowed to perpetuate for far too long. So that’s good.

9.) How do you hope to grow as a writer this year?

Uhh I dunno learning how to complete books FASTER would be a nice improvement ;p

10.) Who was your greatest positive influence last year?

The tiny writers group I made on discord with the remains of a camp nano cabin. As stated above, I love you guys. My creativity train had been running on fumes for a while and you were (and continue to be) a heaping pile of coal on the fire. Thank you so much for giving Pryza a try <3

11.) Anything from your real life turn up in your writing last year?

No, that doesn’t really tend to happen. I kinda make an active effort to ignore real life when focusing on writing. I want to enjoy my fictional world, yknow?

12.) Any new wisdom you can share with other writers.

Uh. Idk about NEW, but... Look, you can follow all the advice you want and listen to as many tips and tricks that you can find, but you need to remember that it’s your story you’re writing, and no one knows what’s best for it but you. Listen to advice, but make the ultimate call yourself. No one can tell you the RIGHT way to write something--they can only tell you what they think works best for them. If you disagree, neither of you are wrong. You just have differing views. This is okay.

Above all, write what makes you happy.

13.) Any new projects you’re excited to start this year?

Book 2 of Pryza is singing to me from the distance like a siren, and while they aren’t new I am looking forward to revisiting Truant Goddess to clean it up and I really hope to finish Lovely Teeth at last. :)