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honeyynymphh · 2 years ago

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La Principessa di Papa

Papa IV x Fem!Reader

rating: E

word count: 2k

tags: daddy papa kink, daddy papa dom, praise kink, fingering, dirty talk, cuddles, google translated italiano

summary: after days of being sick in bed, you’re feeling restless. But Papa is always there to look after his little principessa.

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You’d been sick in bed for days now. This evening you were feeling much better—perhaps there was still a little bit of a sniffle. So, technically you could have returned to your duties.

However.

Papa’s bed was very comfortable and Sister Imperator had excused you for the rest of the week. Why would you wish to hurry back to your room and listen to Sister Natalie complain about whichever ghoul she was fucking this week? No, you did not want to listen to that—it would probably just bring on another headache. And your bed, while comfortable, was nowhere near as glorious as the one in Copia’s papal suite.

You snuggle further into the bed, a soft hum of contentment leaving your lips as you do so. The bed was warm and smelt of him—all warm spice and hints of leather. It was better than any medicine one of the nurses had tried to shove down your throat. You sighed as you buried your face into a plump pillow, inhaling as you did and revelling in the fact that you could finally breathe again.

Papa had been so busy lately but had still been so sweet the past few days; bringing you tea and soup when he could. Giving you little kisses on your forehead despite your (very half-hearted) protests that he would get sick. He had only chuckled in response and made an offhand comment about only humans getting sick. You had given him a quizzical look but he had merely winked that wicked eye of his at you and sat down at the small desk he had in his room.

Whenever he worked in his suite, he would don his reading glasses. He looked so handsome in them—so distinguished with them perching on the edge of his long nose. Lucifer, it certainly would be nice to have his nose—and his glorious mouth—between your legs right now. You knew he was self-conscious about the glasses (not that he would dare admit it) and so you always made a point to tell him how much you liked them. That and his grey temples. And you were sure he’d been working more in his suite instead of his office in order to keep an eye on you. You smile to yourself at the thought.

For most of the week, you have been so ill you could barely speak but now you were feeling a little restless. And the thought of his face between your legs was making you hot—and it was no fever.

You tossed in the bed and tried to get comfortable, pulling the blanket over your head as you do and pushing your legs against the mattress as you wriggle around again. Copia was again at his desk, he’d been there all evening—the small lamp on the desk was the only source of light. No wonder the old man needed glasses! But you weren’t to disturb him while he was working. You tossed again, thoughts still on his nose and mouth as you pressed your thighs together.

“Dolce, stop writhing around like a worm.”

You lift the blanket up and peek over at him. His face is set in that of concentration, the warm light casting a glow over his demonic visage. He’s wearing one of his old suits—the black one—though he’s ditched the gloves. He’s writing and doesn’t even glance at you. When he pauses to lift a page, you think he’s going to stop for the night but he merely sucks on his teeth in thought and then continues scribbling across the page—muttering something that sounds awfully like, “Terzo, quella spesa eccessiva idiota.”

You roll over again and grab one of the pillows to hug it against you. Maybe you should just tell him you felt better—but you’d been here for days and perhaps he was sick of you taking his bed. What if he kicked you out? He was a very private man and maybe he was tired of sharing his bed with a sick Sister. Though you were sure Papa would have said something, he wasn’t shy when it came to his demands.

But you were so utterly bored now that you felt fine. Bored and restless. And starting to get a little too hot just seeing him sitting over there with those damn glasses.

“Dolce,” comes a warning voice.

Flipping over again to face him, you pout but he still isn’t paying any attention to you. He’s too busy with whatever it is he is working on and so you just sigh and flip on your back to stare at the gilded ceiling. You sneak a glance at him again but he still is immersed in his work and ignores you.

You sigh again, a pathetic sorry sort of whine and you can’t help but smile when you hear the clink of his own being set down and his chair moving across the rug. Soon the sound of his muffled footsteps greets your ears as he comes towards you.

Closing your eyes quickly you pretend to be asleep. Maybe if he thinks you’re having a bad dream he will pay you some attention. You slow your breathing when you hear him approach the bed and try to keep your face as neutral as possible.

“Sleeping?” you hear him ask, a teasing edge to his voice. A hand touches your cheek and you try not to melt into it. “What a pity you’re asleep, principessa.”

A thrill runs down your spine at those words. He only calls you ‘principessa’ when he’s in a certain mood and you are more than willing to play along. You let your head loll to the side, as if in sleep, and feel the bed dip as he sits down next to you. You feel his lips on your forehead as he presses a kiss, lingering a moment as you try to keep your breath slow and even. His breath ghosts gently over your skin as you are enveloped in the scent of him—he must have been drinking whisky at his desk as you can smell it on him. Your sex throbs at the heat and smell of him surrounding you but you focus on pretending to be asleep.

When he leans back you feel the bed shift a little as one of his hands creeps under the blanket reaching for your thigh. You’ve been sleeping in one of his buttoned poet shirts—the silky fabric feeling so glorious against your bare skin, but it feels even better when he pushes it up so his fingers can slowly rub you over your panties. You can’t help but let out a little soft moan but you keep your eyes closed as his fingers keep softly stroking you through the fabric.

You hear Copia breathe out a pleased hum as he pushes your panties to the side so a finger can slide through your wet folds. It’s enough to make you stop pretending and flutter your eyes open.

“Papa?”

His face is above yours, glasses still perched on the end of his nose as a knowing little smile plays on that devilish face. “Feeling better, principessa?”

“A little…” you say, breath hitching as his thumb slowly circles your clit.

“Only a little?” He withdraws his hand. “Maybe Papa should check you all over first, hmm?”

He pulls the blanket down until it’s bunching around your knees. It’s warm in the room but you have been so cosy in bed that it feels cold, you shiver. A hand is against your forehead and you stare up at him.

“You are not hot anymore, that’s good.” His hand touches your neck, fingers gliding down your throat. “Is your throat still sore?”

You shake your head. “No, Papa.”

“Buono.”

You lie there, entirely on edge as he keeps smoothing his large hands over you, occasionally asking how you feel. Is your tummy okay? Is your head feeling better? You relax a little until his fingers begging toying with the waistband of your panties. Your body tenses in anticipation and glance at him.

“What about here, principessa?” he asks, those eyes of his watching you carefully.

“It’s a little achy, Papa,” you murmur, hands fisting the blanket as he runs his thumb along the frilly little waistband.

He gives you a smile and tugs at the elastic. “Up,” he commands softly and you lift your hips so he can pull your panties down and off. “Brava ragazza.”

You try not to squirm when his hands push at your thighs, making you open your legs wide for him, but you can’t help the little noise that escapes you. He moves more firmly onto the bed so your foot closest to the edge is in his lap while the other is behind him as he bends your legs to get closer. You’re completely open to him and he’s staring down at your bared sex with an air of tenderness.

“Your pussy is very pink, principessa, have you been having naughty thoughts?” When his hands move up your inner thigh to spread your slick folds open for him you moan. He merely chuckles. “You have, haven’t you?”

“Yes, Papa.”

“Is it very achy, principessa?” There is pressure on your clit again and you hum in response. It’s both a blessing and a curse as it only makes the tension of arousal tighten in your stomach. “Does that feel good?”

A finger slides into your wet pussy while his thumb continues to rub your swollen clit in agonisingly slow circles. You whimper, hands scrabbling to grip the blankets as your body tenses further. A second finger joins the first and you moan out his name while he slowly pumps them into you. His movements are steady and when he curls his fingers deep to tickle that delicious spot within you it has you panting and staring wide-eyed up at him.

“Hmm, la mia piccola principessa?”

You just nod unable to form anything coherent as your walls clamp down in his fingers. It feels so damn good after so many days of feeling utterly awful—your mind too full of delightful pleasure that you can’t think at all.

“Do you like how Papa makes you feel?” he asks again, voice far too calm as you pant and mewl, hips thrusting against his fingers—desperately trying to get more friction as you feel your release nearing closer. “You have to tell Papa or he won’t know how to help his little girl.”

“Yes, Papa,” you say quickly, words tumbling out in one short breath.

He smiles at you affectionately and you can’t help the way you flutter around his fingers. “Good girl,” he coos, thumb now rubbing insistent circles on your clit as his fingers continue to bring you close to the edge. He pressed harder and you cry out a string of unintelligible pleading. “Are you going to come for Papa, principessa?”

You merely nod, brow furrowing as you feel you abdomen tense as your release nears its peak. Copia continues to pleasure you, fingers dancing within you until you finally break—sobbing out your orgasm as you come all over his hand. He doesn’t stop, he merely slows his ministrations—his thumb gently swiping over your swollen clit and making your hips buck.

“Such a good girl for your Papa, principessa.” He leans forward and plants a soft kiss against your temple. “That feels better, doesn’t it?”

Nodding as he removes his hand from between your legs, you sigh in relieved bliss. You feel so tired now, perhaps you were still a little unwell if a single orgasm had you feeling this exhausted. The bed shifts and you close your eyes, murmuring a sleepy, “thank you, Papa,” as you feel him stand. You feel his hands on you again, gripping the shirt you wear and tugging it up. Lazily you lift your arms and sit up a little so he can pull it over your head before you flop back down into the soft mattress. There’s some more rustling of fabric and then the other side of the bed dips and you feel Copia slide in next you. His hands pull you to him so that your head is against his bare chest and you press your face against him.

A contented sigh escapes your lips and you breathe him in. The hairs of his chest tickle your nose but you don’t mind, it’s nice hearing the steady beat of his heart underneath your cheek. One hand is tracing patterns against your skin while the other is in your hair, fingers gently massaging your scalp. He places a kiss on the top of your head.

“Principessa?” you feel the rumble of his voice as he speaks.

“Yes, Papa?”

“Try not to wriggle too much.” He kisses your head again. “Or I’ll give you a reason for your throat to be sore again.”

*quella spesa eccessiva idiota - that overspend idiot

*la mia piccola principessa - my little princess

#very short and not the best but hey!#feeling sick and sorry for myself 😌#my-writing #ghost fanfiction #cardinal copia x reader #papa iv x reader #fanfic #copia x reader #papa iv x female reader #cardinal copia x female reader #the band ghost fanfic #fic: la principessa di papa

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catkin-morgs-kookaburralover · 7 months ago

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God? Are you there? Do you hear me? Did you hear me, tonight, crying instead of throwing up, for the first time in a month? Did you see me? Did you see the way I stared at the wall, while terrible thoughts passed through my mind? God? Are you there? Can you remind me, please, just this once, can you remind me of all the promises? There are stars in the sky, God. There's sand on the shore. But God, please. Are they for me? God? Are you there? Do you hear me? I'm sorry. I am so, so sorry for all the things I do, and the person I've become. I'm sorry that all I can think is that it means I should die. I know my friends, my family, wouldn't want that. God? Are you there? How do I stop feeling forsaken? I'm not even depressed, God. You brought me through that. But I'm still in the valley of the shadow of death. If they take me to the hospital, God, I'm scared I won't get a choice. I'm scared the only choice I have is the one I must not, cannot, take. God? Are you there? Do you hear me? Do you weep for me? Did your Son die for me? And, God? If that's true, why? God, I have scars that might not go away. I didn't mean to go that deep. Not with those. Unless I do something, God, I will never be able to wear shorts again. I've worn them with scarring, yes, but not that scar. God? Are you there? God? Do you love me?

#poetry #tw ed #tw sh #tw suicide #first things first. yes. im safe.#but i realised yesterday in the middle of my exam that if i end up at emergency for any reason i stand a very good chance of being #involuntarily treated if i resist. im gonna do my best to keep away from emergency obviously.#and i am fine! im just also. very not fine.#and being your local idiot i. couple of weeks ago decided for the third time in my life to self harm in the form of a word rather than just #lines. just above my knee. i expected it was shallow enough it would heal without scarring but it appears to be scarring #and unless i do something about it (read: add enough scar tissue on top to obscure it) if it doesn't heal i will legitimately never be able #to wear shorts again.#anyway yes to emphasise *i am safe* and also if anyone calls the cops on me at this point i *will* tell them im fine regardless of the trut #i do not have a current suicide plan.#this was. not true yesterday. but hey i called it off it's fine #anyway!

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icewindandboringhorror · 2 years ago

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recent lounging babey images

#he's so floppy recently and I hope it's just the heat. I think wamr weather makes everyone floppy and loungy #a beauntifulle boye...#cats #STILL working on posting some drafts. finishing new poll adventure.. other things... It's just hard with the weather and other things going #on. I've had a few more doctors appointments and other things to do recently that have to be done in a time limit #so I hvae to use my extremely limited energy working on that instead of doing the things I'd really rather do. :T #Main focuses though are keeping up better with doing and posting costumes + sculptures as main creative things. at least finishing the #main poll adventure story. Reworking the game I kind of abandoned for a few years. keeping up with game videos and a few other side things.#Especially the game though. I've been in a really worldbuildy mood recently. I just wish that was easier to manifest into something. I've #now put the worldbuilding slideshow reading video on pause for a while because it's SOOO long to do #and I think I should prioritize making games and stuff instead. but still other things. IT's just kind of like.. I have a whole world and #everything very built and planned out but now.. what do I do with it? what's the best way to share that? factual slideshows just going over #the information like a dictionary? make it into a game? write short stories? do art attached to the world? etc. etc. ?? There are so many #potential avenues I end up kind of flip flopping between them a lot because none really seem more beneficial than the others and they all #seem equally enjoyable and also equally hard so. It's like?? I guess just do what the hell ever and hope I made the right choice in terms o #cost benefit and reward for my time lol. ANYWAY.. Also why I'm in my 'trying to make friends' era still because I think having other creat #ive friends can help you find direction like.. people will meet each other and then go 'hey lol just for fun lets start a project together!#and then like 5 years later it's genuinely become something. etc. having other people to help weed out ideas and start small creative teams #together and etc. I feel is a very beneficial part of networking or whatever but also I have the social capacity of a stale bread roll and #am also inherently unrelatable to seemingly a majority of people due to my hermit wizard swag (detachment from general society and hyper #focus on fantasy worlds in my head gjhghj) so trying to meet people as a grown adult with social issues is Very easy and fun (it is not)#even very basic things like my core communication style is so incompatible with a lot of people it's like.. hhhh... People in this modern #age have GOT to stop being afraid of phone calls and/or text that is longer than 6 paragraphs. Work with me here. I WANT to talk to you. bu #I do not know what your emojis mean and it's physically impossible for me to type less than 85 sentences. please.. hhjgjgb #AAANYWAY!! I am working on things when I can given the circumstances (SUMMER).. hopefully some costume pictures and stuff soon. :'3 #I've not forgotten about my art and etc. - as usual I just am bad at social media and also functioning if it's above 65F lol

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guardian-instincts-bad · 9 months ago

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and the finished version of my moroleth art!

decided to keep this one fairly simple, but enjoy some pensive art of my queer punk former nightmare former aetherblade eventual sylvari commander (he/they, kid has such a history), post a rotsap attack that left him chronically (and visibly) ill for several years

#im always like hey i should tell people about mye and moroleth and then im like where to fucking begin #do you have three hours?#but yeah no long story short this is my co commander with my friend's commander the two shared a dream and have always been very close #but there was an extremely dramatic falling out in the early years and it took a while to get back to where they are now #(she still saved his life when this happened even though they were not at all on the same page at the time)#(but then as soon as he woke up they got into an even bigger argument and he walked out which did nooooot help the whole recovery thing)#(and then the next time they met was in tower of nightmares! :D)#(wherein he was attempting to defect from the aetherblades)#(bc he'd realised at that point scarlet was willing to hurt way more people than he was)#(but like. fun hypothetical! if you are in ToN and you run into your evil best friend and they say they're on your side now)#(and also they still look like they're dying even though it's been months)#(how long does it take before you stop dismissing it as a hallucination?)#gw2 #gw2 ocs #sylvari #moroleth #mine #my art #toxic trail

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sometimesmaybespoof · 7 months ago

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CHRIS GETS HIS NECK ADJUSTED BY HIS TRUSTED CHIROPRACTOR :D

OC by my beloved friend @cult-rangoons <3 hi bestie teehee

#SpoofsArt #oc art #necksnap #HUTTAH #Hey hey hey would ya look at that! my very first art post! woop woop!#yeah that blue gremlin you see over there? that one right there snapping his neck???#yeah thats MY OC! SPOOF!!!!#yes yes you finally get to gaze upon the blue alien that is SPOOF #SHES SUCH A MENACE AAGGHHH #she got to snap chris's neck as a treat! because she deserves it!#cant you tell how normal i am about this creation of mine?????#cant you tell?#huh?#cant you tell how normal i am?#im so normal #MY BELOVED BLUE GREMLIN HAS FINALLY SET FOOT UPON THE LANDS OF THE TUMBLR GROUNDS...#I adore her with every fiber of my being #she is me #i am her #she isnt me #and i am not her #but collectively #we are one #she is the ultimatum #she is the best most scrumptious little gal out there #I'll rant about her in another post so yall can get all that sweet sweet nectar you humans call INFO.#but in short she is a blue alien whos fond of violence. i mean shes violently nonchalant <3 #chris luctus

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kaus-quietis · 5 months ago

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Firebird

It's been a hot minute since Lav introduced me to videogames, and as a good poltergeist resident, I'm leaving here my latest discovery for her to find when things get less busy.

Yesterday I played Firebird, a game developed by French studio Ludogram. It's a visual novel following a roadtrip through Siberia, in a quest to bring a young girl back to her village. It incorporates a lot of elements from Slavic folklore and tales, and has a very unique artstyle, which I loved the most.

It's a short game (I think the first playthrough took me 1h30, maybe 2h if you read slowly), and overall I found it a bit too easy at times, but the atmosphere and the storyline made it so charming it's a new favourite for me. I won't say much more because it's worth discovering on your own, so I'll just put some light criticism at the end of the tags if you want it.

It's available on several platforms, and it's in English, French, and Russian language.

Cheers!

#circusghost #i've been playing a bit since the beginning of the year and slowly but surely i find things that interest me #i'll play firebird again in russian to practice #also look at the artstyle on the picture i uploaded isn't it gorgeous??????#i'm also completely obsessed with legend of zelda since january #botw was really good and i think totk is great as well so far #but i want to play them all???? that is the beginning of my downfall #hey hey hey it's me again with chaotic random things #i'm getting worst at blog sitting but i'm trying my best #now for some light criticism #without spoilers of course #some mechanics of the game are not very fluid -especially when you play again to get to all the places #but i find it worth it to see all the landscapes because the art really is gorgeous #if you know a bit about slavic folklore i think you enjoy this game a lot more #i know i did #lastly - i don't know much about games in the first place but i did find it a bit short #or maybe i enjoyed it too much and time flew by quickly #but i think that if you're really motivated to unlock all the game and the possible endings then it'll be a lot longer #i'll do that in the coming days!#byeeee #eliott

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ratcandy · 8 months ago

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Hi Clam. Question about CoGR. I know you didn't have the fic finished when you first started posting. Did you make an outline for the whole fic or did you just wing it?

I'm struggling to keep my longfic together and could use some pointers.

Oh worm! Coming to me for planning tips is a dangerous game considering I change it up with every fic hdKJH

But in the case of CoGR specifically, yes, the entire fic was outlined before I started writing! Every chapter had a very basic concept attached to it so I understood what was meant to happen + how his Thought Processes had formed. And at the very top of the doc I had the entire Zote History written out so I could keep it in mind as I wrote

I also color-coded chapters based on where they were taking place, unless something important was discussed in that chapter, in which case they were color-coded with red text (hence my author notes referring to certain chapters as "colored red"!)

actually i went digging thru my files and I found the old planning doc, so if u were wondering how the cogr plan looked, well. here u go,

and yes it's in chronological precept order, meaning my plan was backwards. i only figured out that I wanted to go in reverse precept order After I wrote down the initial plan, lmao

But even with an established outline far in advance, stuff was constantly getting tweaked and messed around with as I wrote. Really big plot points stayed relatively the same (such as Chapter 47 - the plan for that stayed pretty cut and dry from start to finish) but some things ended up being added or changed as I went along (for instance, the entire grub arc was a sort of last minute decision; I got the idea a few chapters in advance and went 'hey fuck it that'd be fun to add' so I Did, and I found it made the chapters where the grub was included far more interesting than if they were never there!)

So my advice would be to make an outline but not be too hard on yourself when it comes to sticking to it. I find an outline to be SUPER helpful, as if I don't plan something well in advance I just end up writing myself into a hole (R.I.P Tinnitus), but adding little things as I write can make it all the better. So make a plan, yeas, but give yourself breathing room for changing things/adding stuff!

Hope that helps at all!!

#and ever since cogr my planning docs have become all the more lengthy and complicated to look at. which is both a blessing and a curse #In the case of Nothing Spectacular I ended up writing and rewriting and erasing and revising the outline every five minutes.#I was never happy with what I wanted to happen and it led to me never finishing the fic. Because I was constantly changing the plan #but in the case of Fluttering Wings the plan is ESSENTIAL. Because I am THE FORGETTER. And I'm VERY BUSY while I write it #so if there's things I want to happen I need it WRITTEN DOWN in that planning doc or I will DIE. So the plan for FWCT is LENGTHY.#(there's already stuff I forgot to add in chapter 2 that I saw in the planning doc and went AHHH FUCK. So I need to add em later SHDGKJH)#but I say do whatever works best for you! Short plan? Long plan? Barely a plan? Hey it works different for different people #There are people who can write totally planless and have everything work out!... I am just not one of those people! Rip Tinnitus!#ask #writing tips

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fluffypotatey · 10 months ago

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Did merlin turned darker and more morally corrupt as the seasons progressed? (This isn't part of the game, I haven't watched the whole show but my mom does so I know a bit, and sometimes it really seems merlin is the #1 enemy of magic as long as Arthur is safe and happy)

yea and no????

like he does get more apathetic with killing people (as in, he isn’t as conflicted about it because his end goal is keeping Arthur alive) and he does have a hand in sabotaging events that could have helped with magic being seen as good (however, it’s not his intention). a lot of the time he feels that he doesn’t have a choice because if he were to choose between magic and Arthur, Merlin will choose Arthur

he did it in 2x08 (I may disagree with the writers’ choice here but the point still stands), he did in 4x02 choosing to sacrifice himself in Arthur’s place, and he did it in 5x05 choosing Arthur’s life again despite knowing that risked Mordred’s own life and the future of magic in Camelot

I wouldn’t call him corrupt and darker in a villainess sense but rather corrupt and darker in a sense where he has spent 10 years being told Arthur was destined to bring the Golden Age of Magic and he was meant to protect him, but then he got too attached to Arthur and no longer cared for the goal everyone set for him. He had a new goal by s4 which was keep Arthur alive despite everything

#this is a very general and short response but i think it holds the key ideas #Merlin did start out in the show hopeful for magic users not being persecuted in the future #and tho Arthur got on his nerves he held onto that hope that Arthur would grow and hey being friends ain’t so bad #but then you have Arthur being met with nothing but assassination and scorned sorcerers and despite Merlin’s best efforts #he is also trying to survive and not be caught with his own magic #how much can you say to a crown prince without him calling you for treason???#how many times can you use magic in secret to save his life only for others with magic to kill him in the open?#when does the hope take less of a priority to your friendship???#what then?#bbc merlin #asks #merlin emrys #wanna tag this merthur but this is me looking without the shipping goggles #just watching

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leatherbookmark · 1 year ago

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a thing i have JUST realized, isn't the human brain amazing lol -- is that we talk about izzy's thoughts and feelings on ed, on blackbeard, about how he serves one but not the other, etc, etc, and how it means he never loved or even respected the True Man Underneath It All but rather the bloodthirsty legend of a pirate--

e x c e p t izzy is not the first person who makes the distinction between edward and blackbeard. it's ed himself, when he says "actually, i want to be called edward from now on".

before, when he was with stede, it didn't bother him at all that the crew called him blackbeard. that was his name! he was blackbeard, what else would they call him. only stede and izzy got to "ed" or "edward" him, because they were closer -- stede was his first close friend, izzy was his friend and first mate for decades. (note that fang was with ed the longest, but he doesn't call him by his name! you gotta deserve it.)

izzy doesn't do anything inappropriate or out of proportion when he snaps at the crew to call him blackbeard or captain -- that's who ed is, is supposed to be, to them. they're not friends! they even call stede captain, and have you seen that guy?

it's ed that makes the connection between his current state: draped in fuchsia robes, singing sad songs about how sad he is, showing his vulnerable and emotional state in front of people who are supposed to respect and trust his authority. and by that he splendidly loses that authority, to the point that wee john calls him ed, and when izzy snaps at him for disrespecting his captain, ed goes no, actually, yknow what, do call me edward! and then he goes on to encourage the crew to sing as well and hey, actually, why are we being pirates! we should do a talent show!

the distinction is clear here. before all that, in izzy's eyes, his boss was blackbeard, captain, ed/edward -- different names for different occasions, but one and the same guy. but now? this guy singing songs in a pink bathrobe doesn't want to be called blackbeard, he's edward! ed time now! we're going to eat marmalade and express our feelings in front of everyone! and hold talent shows! Ya Hoo !

yeah, it's no wonder izzy doesn't want that. he wants his competent captain back, and this current dude, edward? he's not him. so, uh,

#shrimp thoughts #AND it's not izzy that's the final nail to magenta ed's coffin. it's the lads calling for EDDIE to come and sing for them again #right after izzy -- his first mate! the guy who followed him for all those decades with only mild complaining and an occasional #fed up tirade here and there -- tells him he has no reason to respect him the way he is now. if that's the way with izzy -- then fuck!#what about these guys? those basically strangers to whom he stupidly bared his soul? who are treating him like a source of entertainment?#man's just lost izzy's support. he doesn't have stede (the guy who has the sort-of loyalty of the crew). and the crew respects and admires #blackbeard -- but ed? eddie? uh oh.#look at his face and body language before and after the 'hey eddie give us another song!'. before: he's clearly upset by what just happened #but he starts to fix the robe on himself. starts trying to deal with it and stuff. but the second he hears that one sentence? he freezes.#he turns his head towards the source of the voices -- the crew chanting his name -- very slowly. his eyes are barely moving #this is not to say that izzy's words had no effect on him because they clearly did! but he did not go full kraken to make a point that izzy #is wrong and actually pink and karaoke are good. he goes kraken because attack is the best defense. and it's so fun when #everyone laughs at your jokes and claps when you sing! it's just that people are fickle as fuck :/#tl;dr the bekrakening is a complex process that doesn't have its source in one grumpy first mate who just wanted everyone to do their jobs #but rather in a fuckton of factors from which one was -- yeah -- stede abandoning ed after he bared his feelings to him. leaving him a #confused raw wound. which would be fine if ed was a teenager but unfortunately he's a scary pirate who loves a good maim #this post is soooooooo long oh my god i could have fit it in three short paragraphs probably

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loverboybrightsideghost · 2 years ago

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god i love being a musician

#it's funny to me how i'm literally Anxiety McGee but in auditions i'm like audition? no problem 👌🏼#I LOVE BEING A MUSICIAN BRO ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️#it's fun. it's cathartic. sometimes it's very frustrating.#you'll have periods of time where you're like 'aw hell yeah i'm improving so much i'm so good >:D'#and there will be other points where you'll feel like shit and all you can do is push through #well not push through but you have to remind yourself why you do what you do #and you have to remind yourself that when you're being challenged you have two options: complain and quit or you can work hard at it #and go through it and come out an even better musician on the other side when you've passed #it's crazy how much i've changed as a musician and as a person in the past ten months. it's really crazy #LIKE THATS THE POWER OF MUSIC BABY!#i am lucky to have very supportive people in my everyday and musical life. and it's a good thing that from what i can tell #the music world is becoming kinder too #we're more aware of problems and pain and being like 'hey this isn't right'#i'm not sure if this is viola-specific but at least in the viola world there seems to be a lot more people with a focus on the body #and how to play without hurting yourself #which you'd think would be a given but nope! a lot of people are like This Is The Best Wy To Play #and that's not true for everyone #some people have big hands someone people have small hands some people are short some people have long-ass necks #everyone has to be comfortable when they play because that's when they'll play their best #ANYWAYS #i fucking love being a musician this is brought to you by yesterday i was practicing how to perform which is so cool and fun :)

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prodkeiji · 2 years ago

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ep 9 is a lot to process uhm

#well yang kindaaa went batshit crazy (only bc of that fucking cat whos the real antagonist all along) but im glad she still got herself tgt #ruby is obviously gonna live i think. but yea its implied but idt shes gna use cresent rose anymore 💔💔 LIKE NOOO CRESENT ROSE WAS SO OG #also what the actual fuck is going on w the fight scene like????#okay i get why neo has no reason to return anymore BUT JAUNE FALLING?#LITERALLY WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT ROOSTER TEETH IS HE DEAD DONT YOU DARE KILL HIM OFF I FUCKING SWEAR #i hate that fucking cat so much bro hes so annoying i want him DEAD by next week once the final ep drops #but if he dies ... does that mean neo will die to since shes the vessel :(#as much as i hope thats not gna be the case it's a bitttt inevitable? pls let me have my delusions of neo having her redemption arc pleasee #anyways go ruby do what makes u happy 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩 as much as i love cresent rose if not using her anymore is what makes u heal +#+ happy i will have no complaints do whats best for you baby 🥹 ueueue i love her sm #no but what if she just uses summers weapons to kill off that cat #and then when they go back to remnant it's back to cresent rose (im delusional)#it's very impossible looking at rubys situation now but hey one can dream yk #SPEAKING OF SUMMER I WAS VERY SURPRISED WHEN I SAW HER IN THE FIRST BIT #i wish they showed her face like cmon why is rt acting like we didnt see her face in that one season like?? 🙁 let me see the pretty mother #AGAIN WHAT THE FUCK IS RWBY V9 EP 9 it felt like some type of filler ep 💀 not that i hate it but it was kinda short to me #season finale next week better be good or else im gna be so mad like we did not just see neo getting POSSESSED all 4 a bad ending 4 the szn #on a side note: i hope we get to see the others again pls pls pls i NEED renora development 😣😣 my og childhood bffs to lovers 40k words +#+ mutual pining and slowburn romance (it took them 8 seasons to kiss)#rwby v9 spoilers #this was so long to break down damn sorry for the typos i am not redoing all of these tags just to correct them

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astrxealis · 2 years ago

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sometimes i wna share pics of me but also i never really will do so properly but hey if u wna see me let's meet at cons <3

#⋯ ꒰ა starry thoughts ໒꒱ *·˚#BUT ALSO STILL I AM SO BUSY ..... oh my god #idk if i can go to conquest this year bcs it's. SMACK on the three days i CANNOT go. at all.#i could probably go when i'm done with what it is i need to do on that last day but who knows... :((#REALLY SAD ABT THAT ACTUALLY BCS I WANTED TO GO THIS YEAR VERY BADLY !!!!!#so. maybe. i will find a way. we find ways hahahah.#i give up on the 1975 concert bcs i am still a minor and i'd need one of my parents with me which would be awkward #and it's in the middle of a weekday and i have school so it fucking sucks but i will still hope somehow for a miracle?#i really want to go still because god listening to 'love it if we made it' live version on social media #was what made me want to go to a concert and it's because it's just so fucking good.#and it's. hey. yk. 'at their very best'. i really want to go but i doubt it would be really possible me for #i just hope i can go to one in the next years. hopefully next year if they have another world tour and include my country.....#or the next two years or next three or four but god i just want to really see them while i'm relatively young still so. yeah. but older #than i am right now LMFAO <//3 okay time to go back to doing school work :')#uhm going back to what i wrote for this post outside of the tags though! i love me with my short hair sooo much #and i have a lot of cool pics i think and also i'm idk i think i am very pretty lol <3 self-love!

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maelancoli · 3 months ago

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Writing Intimacy

i often see writers sharing a sentiment of struggling with writing kiss scenes which honestly bleeds into other portrayals of physical intimacy. i see it a lot in modernized styles of writing popularized by the recent trend in publishing to encourage short, choppy sentences and few adverbs, even less descriptive language. this makes intimacy come across awkward, like someone writing a script or clumsy recounting of events rather than a beautiful paragraph of human connection.

or just plane horniness. but hey, horny doesn't have to be mutually exclusive with poetic or sensual.

shallow example: they kissed desperately, tongues swirling and she moaned. it made her feel warm inside.

in depth example: she reached for the other woman slowly and with a small measure of uncertainty. the moment her fingers brushed the sharp, soft jaw of her companion, eliza's hesitance slid away. the first kiss was gentle when she finally closed the distance between them. she pressed her lips lightly to gabriella's in silent exploration. a tender question. gabriella answered by meeting her kiss with a firmer one of her own. eliza felt the woman's fingers curling into her umber hair, fingernails scraping along her scalp. everything inside eliza relaxed and the nervousness uncoiled from her gut. a warm buzz of energy sunk through her flesh down to the very core of her soul. this was right. this was always where she needed to be.

the first complaint i see regards discomfort in writing a kiss, feeling like one is intruding on the characters. the only way to get around this is to practice. anything that makes you uncomfortable in writing is something you should explore. writing is at its best when we are pushing the envelope of our own comfort zones. if it feels cringy, if it feels too intimate, too weird, too intrusive, good. do it anyway! try different styles, practice it, think about which parts of it make you balk the most and then explore that, dissect it and dive into getting comfortable with the portrayal of human connection.

of course the biggest part comes to not knowing what to say other than "they kissed" or, of course, the tried and true "their lips crashed and their tongues battled for dominance" 😐. so this is my best advice: think beyond the mouth. okay, we know their mouths are mashing. but what are their hands doing? are they touching one another's hair? are they scratching or gripping desperately at one another? are they gliding their hands along each other's body or are they wrapping their arms tightly to hold each other close? do they sigh? do they groan? do they relax? do they tense? are they comfortable with each other or giddy and uncertain? is it a relief, or is it bringing more questions? is it building tension or finally breaking it?

get descriptive with the emotions. how is it making the main character/pov holder feel? how are they carrying those emotions in their body? how do they feel the desire in their body? desire is not just felt below the belt. it's in the gut, it's in the chest, it's in the flushing of cheeks, the chills beneath the skin, the goosebumps over the surface of the flesh. everyone has different pleasure zones. a kiss might not always lead desire for overtly sexual touches. a kiss might lead to the desire for an embrace. a kiss might lead to the impulse to bite or lick at other areas. a kiss could awaken desire to be caressed or caress the neck, the shoulder, the back, the arms etc. describe that desire, show those impulses of pleasure and affection.

of course there is the tactile. what does the love interest taste like? what do they smell like? how do they kiss? rough and greedy? slow and sensual? explorative and hesitant? expertly or clumsily? how does it feel to be kissed by them? how does it feel to kiss them?

i.e. examine who these individuals are, what their motives and feelings are within that moment, who they are together, what it looks like when these two individuals come together. a kiss is not about the mouth. it's about opening the door to vulnerability and desire in one's entire body and soul.

#writing help #writing tips #writing advice #how to write #on writing #fanfic advice #writing #creative writing #writing process #roleplay advice #rp advice #rp tips #*shrugs* twitter discourse brought me here

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