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This is me. Kinda jealous of all the writers who can write quickly because I can't.

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more than i even like self inserts i love the power of the second person perspective. like from a literary standpoint, the discomfort of you is so deeply appealing to me. it forces the reader to engage with a story in a way it is not required from other perspectives. i like it literature and in video games and in art. i like when a story challenges my concept of self and tells me: forget everything. this is a story about you (disambiguation)

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Do you ever get reminded of that one really intense longfic that you had every intention of writing and had meticulous notes and complicated outlines for but then something happened and you aren't in the fandom anymore and you still have the desire to write the fic but it's slightly hollow now because it's a good idea and you think it would have been a great fic but you haven't been in the fandom for literally years and you don't have that bit of passion for it that you did when you were writing it and have just a weird moment of nostalgia where you want to reread it but it never existed

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Negan stopped in his tracks as a sharp swish cut the air in front of him. He looked down at a knife stuck in the soil just off the toe of his left boot. But instead of reaching for his own weapon he smiled and waited just a moment…

You landed on your feet in front of him with a soft sound, dropping down from above, and quickly retrieved your knife from the ground, giving him a stern look. He only smiled more widely.

“What are you doing here, idiot?” you asked lazily, your voice flinty. “Didn’t I tell you specifically not to come back here again?” You stowed your knife in the sheath on your thigh.

Negan only let out a low laugh. “I like the whole ‘serial killer in the woods’ vibe you’ve got going on now, doll. It really suits you,” he quipped.

You crossed your arms. “What are you doing here, Negan?”

He slipped his hands into his pockets and shrugged. “Did you really expect me to listen when you told me not to come back? Come on. I thought you knew me at least a little bit by now.”

“I hate to admit it, but that’s a fair argument. You still haven’t told me why.”

“Ah, come on. You were the most interesting thing about that place. Now that you left, what the hell am I doing hanging around there?”

You ignored his flirtation and fiddled with your gear. “Is everyone back home okay? Jude? RJ?”

Negan nodded. “As okay as they can be having two parents that aren’t around anymore… But hey—kids are resilient.”

A silence stretched for a moment before Negan broke it, his hazel eyes drinking in the sight of you and your wild hair and steely gaze. “Well, I know this shit is routine for you but I’ve been hiking in here all day, and I’m fucking famished so what do you say to a dinner date?”

Your eyes narrowed. “If by 'dinner date’ you mean eating food in the same general vicinity… fine. It’s going to be dark soon anyway. No way you’re making it back to Alexandria tonight. You’ll have to stay until morning.”

“Fuck me, I did time this perfectly. I made sure to walk real slow,” he joked. “Please tell me it’s a one room cabin with just the one bed!” He held up his crossed fingers and grinned at you.

You couldn’t completely suppress the half-smile… “Yeah, there’s just the one bed; mine. You can take the couch or the floor. Your choice.”

“You’re really gonna do that to me, dollface? Come on, I risked myself out here all day—”

“—after you ignored me when I told you never to come back!”

“Well, yeah, but—as I said before, I can’t be expected to listen to that shit!” he shot back, falling into step beside you. “I guess I’ll just have to hope for a freak snowstorm so we need to cozy up to conserve body heat.” And there it was again, that damn half-smile that made him weak at the knees.

“In August?” you asked, amused.

“A man can dream,” he said.

You rolled your eyes at him, but the smile was still on your face. “Keep dreaming. But I’ll at least feed you a meal.”

“Dinner date, you mean,” he corrected you.

“Sure. Whatever you say, Negan.” “That’s better. Let’s keep that going.”

Prompt: “I like the whole 'serial killer in the woods’ vibe you’ve got going on now. It really suits you.”

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First time smut writer: Um. Hope this is OK? It's only a bit of smut at the very end of the epilogue and you can skip it, it's ok. So sorry, um. Oh dear me. Please don't judge me. Nobody read this omg what have I done 😳

Seasoned smut writer: *ringing bell* Come get uR PORNOGRAPHY! 10k pwp, it's KINKY AS HECK so share it with all your friends!!! If you've got any suggestions for my Kinktober just drop it in the comments, I will write whatever wet, messy & DOWNRIGHT FILTHY fic about these two idiots 👏

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The best thing! It's like showing off a cool rock and noticing other people checking it out, only someone made the rock and they get to see people liking it too.

Can I just say that one of my favourite things is when I reblog someone's work, then it shows up again in my activity because someone liked/commented/reblogged it. Like, YES, I'M SO HAPPY I SHARED THIS, IT'S GETTING THE LOVE IT DESERVES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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My favorite comedy show part 1

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“true love” this, “endgame” that. what about “compelling dynamic that’s fun to explore”

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Oh shit, I'm obsessed with this!

I think it would be especially something if she's really good at acting normal and innocent when they're all in the same place. He'd be so tense just trying to hold it together while trying to stay charming and on task... Maybe he'd end up snapping on Toby or Sam or someone for the smallest thing, but he wouldn't dare do anything to jeopardize her husband's vote. 👀

idk, on the one hand, i do think that Josh having an affair with a married woman would be out of character for him

.....but i also love to think of him steaming with jealousy at the sight of the senator's wife that he's sleeping with under her husband's arm at a fundraising event for Bartlett

I think the other side of the aisle would be juicy, but the same side of the aisle, with a senator that's already walking the party line and is liable to side with the opposition, is even jucier

Tagging a few others to suffer with me: @kmc1989 @missredherring @massivecolorspygiant @nominalnebula @winchestershiresauce @brandyllyn

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Nothing sells me on a movie more than one of my mutuals writing fic for it. Even if I didn't think I wanted to see it, one dose of smut and suddenly I'm on my way to the theater.

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TWISTERS — 2024, dir. Lee Isaac Chung

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Haven't seen Twisters and know basically nothing about Tyler Owens but that hasn't stopped the image of him fingering you in the back of his pick-up, your sundress hiked up around your hips and panties shoved to the side, teasing against your jaw, "If you feel it, chase it."

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Fic writers supporting fic writers remind me of drunk girls bonding in bathroom bars even though they're basically strangers.

"No YOU'RE the best."

"I love you." (Doesn't know person's name.)

"I just really think you're wonderful for (list of every reason ever.)"

I'm here for it.

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unfortunately “we shouldn’t be doing this” sounds really hot during sex

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so excited to see them work together!!

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how about that hot girl summer

(pose credit to this awesome piece!!)