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fuck it broadcast creative frustration:
this is going to sound pretentious as hell so forgive me but i really do feel like people are losing their grasps on literary devices and reading comprehension…. like everything in fiction these days has to be straightforward and immediately explained or it’s a “plothole” or “irrelevant.”
like earlier this week i submitted a story to a couple critique websites about a man who has lived alone in a radioactive exclusion zone for decades and is so mentally degraded that he barely remembers certain elements of human society and is generally an unreliable narrator. and most people are really enjoying it and providing valuable feedback but some people are like “Why do the crops in his garden burn his skin 🤨 you never explain that” (bc of the radiation) “he keeps mentioning that everyone in his town left but you dont explain why” (bc there was a nuclear accident and they evacuated) “why does he remove his face and then have another face underneath 🤨 makes no sense” (BC HE’S WEARING A MASK). i had one guy go “i wasnt expecting the town to be abandoned, you should establish that earlier” BRO THE FIRST SENTENCE OF THE STORY IS “I AM THE ONLY ONE LEFT”
anyways i blame cinemasins
#like to an extent im sure it is me being too vague but there are plenty of people who have gotten the hints and understood whats going on#but there are people who i dunno just plow through it without paying attention or thinking for themselves#and then tell me i didnt explain why the dogs have tumors (its the radiation. the radiation present throughout the entire story#are you dumb#anyways i have noticed that the good and helpful reviews come from older women and the bad ones come from younger men. whats up with that#if you want to read it feel free to dm me. i would appreciate feedback from people who know how to read
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𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡. | delicate au, jack hughes
౨ৎ ─ summary | this takes place in late august of 2023, a little before the njd season started. jack hughes dm's the girl the whole internet thinks he's dating and invites her to a pre-season get-together at his house.
─ word count | 1.9k
─ warnings | anxiety, some flirting? nothing else!
─ taglist | @dancerbailey3 @valluvsu @daisysnhl @dasiysthings @iminlovewithtz11 @literatureluster @lvrzegras @lxvleyzoe @bowen-power @ru-kru @jackhughesily @hearts-for-luke
─ ev's notes | please lmk ur thoughts on this au so far! i, of course, always read ur guys feedback so anything would be very much appreciated.
Accept message request from jhughes (jackhughes)?
jhughes: have you seen twitter? we're trending 🤣
jhughes: looks like i'm your bf now 🤷🏻🤷🏻
libbytf: yeah um i don't even know how that happened😭
libbytf: they're crazy, that's not either of us?
jhughes: it does really look like us though haha 🤣 i don't blame them
libbytf: the more i look the photos the more i disagree lol, i hope they figure it out on their own 😭
jhughes: haha yeah
[seen]
jhughes: me and luke are having a pre season party, you should come if ur free
jhughes: oh and if leon wants you to hahaha😭
libbytf: when is it? i'll see if i can come and if i'm in town
jhughes: next saturday at our new place
libbytf: i'll let you know!
jhughes: k lmk
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Libby stared down at her screen, trying to comprehend what had just happened. Did she just get asked out?
She received the message later that day and she was surprised that Jack Hughes had messaged her. She wasn't starstruck or anything but he didn't seem like the "dm" type, he looked more like the type to approach you in public.
She shook her head, she didn't even know if he was hitting on her. He probably wasn't even trying to come off that way, he probably just needed more people at his party. And the truth was, after the whole "Josh" thing, she didn't really have anything to do because everyone in the world was seemingly against her. The messy breakup with Josh had left her feeling exposed, as if every aspect of her personal life was now fair game for public scrutiny.
She had been under the spotlight for years now, long before she had even considered the idea of being a singer. Her sister and father were already apart of the "Hollywood" circle, she has seen this kind of stuff before. She's never been apart of the gossip, though - this was the first time she'd been in the spotlight for a bad reason.
Growing up in the shadow of her sister's and father's fame had accustomed her to the entertainment industry and all the drama that came with it. But now, as the fallout from her breakup with Josh engulfed her, Libby found herself thrust into uncharted territory. The barrage of rumors and gossip had stripped away the layers of privacy she had worked so hard to preserve, leaving her feeling vulnerable.
Libby couldn't even turn to her music anymore, she felt like it was no use because the whole internet (and their moms) hated her for no reason other than her relationship, or lack thereof.
She was pulled out of her thoughts as she felt her phone buzz on her bed. She reached for it lazily and opened it, reading the message.
leon 😛 are you down for something this weekend?
Libby typed out a quick response.
libs 🥸 depends
leon 😛 me and some of the team are gonna have a party this weekend to celebrate the start of the season, they told me to bring someone and ur all i have
leon 😛 unless u say no i'll ask someone else
libs 🥸 jack already asked me so sure :)
leon 😛 wait so ur his plus one?
libs 🥸 no bc he's the literal host, he just invited me😭😭
leon 😛 thats weird but okay, can u still be my plus one
libs 🥸 idk if that'll change anything but sure!!
She sighed at her brother's slight stupidity. It sounds like she was going to be going to the party this weekend. As she agreed, Libby couldn't help but feel a twinge of anxiety about attending Jack's party. The thought of facing a bunch of strangers, each with their own preconceived notions about who she was, made her stomach churn.
Before she could turn off her phone, her phone buzzed and she looked at the notification.
jhughes (jackhughes) started following you!
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"Have you been on Twitter?" Leon spoke up as he drove, his eyes glancing toward Libby before focusing back on the road.
She shrugged, "Yeah. Why?"
"Everyone thinks you're dating Jack, it's kinda funny. Isn't this like, your first time meeting him?" Leon replied with a small laugh, shaking his head.
"It's pretty dumb, isn't it?" Libby replied, her voice tinged with amusement. "Well this is like my second or third time meeting him so it's not like we're strangers but still, we're far from strangers."
"Are you sure about that? He messaged you." Leon joked as he smirked at you as you rolled your eyes. She knew he was joking but a part of her thought that maybe he was flirting with her. But Libby could not even mention that to Leon because it'll make him go crazy, staying quiet was the better option.
"Shut up," Libby mumbled as Leon laughed. "The pictures aren't even us, you know?"
"The guy looks a lot like Jack but not you. It's so funny especially because everyone swears that they know you so well but they can't even tell the difference you and some other person." Leon grinned, clearly enjoying the absurdity of the situation. "Well, I guess the internet just loves drama. Can't blame them for trying to spice things up, it is fun."
"I just hope people figure it out soon," Libby sighed, glancing out of the car window at the passing city lights. "I mean, it's not like I need more rumors right now."
Leon shrugged. "Yeah, I get it. But you know what they say, any publicity is good publicity."
"Yeah at least I'll know my new album will get tons of new streams, thanks to Josh's fangirls."
"You mean dickriders? Jesus, have you seen the comments?" Leon scoffed, making a turn to Jack and Luke's home.
Libby sighed, her shoulders slumping as she leaned back against the car seat. "Yeah, I've seen them. It's like they're just waiting for the opportunity to tear me apart completely, I can't even go on Instagram anymore."
Leon's expression softened with empathy as he reached out to place a comforting hand on Libby's arm. "They're just fucking bored, that's all. They have to tear someone down to feel better. Don't let them get to you."
Libby nodded, grateful for her brother's words of encouragement. "I know, it's just hard sometimes, you know? Feels like I'm constantly under a microscope."
Leon nodded in understanding, his gaze unwavering in its support. "Yeah, I get it. But remember, those comments don't define you. You're so much more than what people say about you."
Libby managed a small smile as they reached Jack's home. The night air was crisp as Libby and Leon made their way towards Jack's home. The distant noise from the party spilled into the quiet neighborhood as they walked towards the entrance.
The home was pretty big but you weren't surprised, they were really good and popular hockey players so of course they had a big home. However, as you walked into their porch, you noticed how clean it was. Not many boys in their twenties kept their homes so clean and organized but Libby was pleasantly surprised at how clean their home was and she hadn't even been inside yet.
Leon gave the door a few knocks before the door opened to reveal Jack, a big grin on his face and a backwards cap on his head. "Leon! You made it!"
"Yeah, and I brought Libs!" Leon grinned back at Jack as his gaze finally fell on Libby, she felt his eyes scan her body before they landed on her eyes once again.
Libby felt a slight flush rise to her cheeks as she met Jack's gaze. His warm smile putting her at ease as she returned it, trying to ignore the flutter of nerves in her stomach.
"Awesome! Come on in, guys." Jack ushered them inside, the sounds of the party becoming more pronounced as they stepped inside.
"There's some chips in the kitchen and you guys can just help yourself to the drinks inside the fridge, just don't drink any of our protein smoothies." Jack side glanced to Leon playfully, in which he responded with a quick fine. "Everyone's in the living room playing pool."
"I'm gonna go get a beer, if y'all don't mind." Leon called out as he headed towards the kitchen, leaving Libby and Jack by the entrance.
As Leon left, Libby shifted her gaze to Jack with a warm smile. There was a brief awkward silence before Jack broke it, "I didn't know that you lived in Jersey."
"Well I don't but ever since Leon's moved here I've been spending every second at his place. I actually live in New York City but it gets a little hectic, I need a break sometimes from... everything." Libby explained as she recalled all the drama from the summer, from everything with Olivia to Josh, it was eventful.
Jack nodded, his expression sympathetic as he listened to Libby's explanation. "I get it. New York can be intense, especially with everything going on."
Libby sighed, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders as she spoke about the challenges she faced. "Yeah, it's been a lot to deal with lately. Sometimes, it's nice to escape to somewhere quieter, you know?"
Jack's gaze softened with understanding. "I get it. I'm sorry by the way, with the whole uh... thing." Jack didn't really want to specify but they both knew as Libby nodded.
Libby gave him a sweet smile but before she could respond, Luke came in wearing a Devils jersey. "Dude I've been looking everywhere for you, there's something wrong with the-" He cut himself as he noticed Libby.
"Hey Luke." Libby greeted the tall curly-head with a grin as he walked over to where Libby was and gave her a side hug as Jack observed.
"Libby! I haven't seen you in a while, how's everything?" Luke asked casually as he pulled back.
"Can't complain." You spoke with a small grin as you looked in between the boys. "You?"
"Very excited for the new season, I don't know if you could tell." Luke chuckled as he looked down at the jersey.
Libby couldn't help but chuckle at Luke's enthusiasm. Even though she's never formally met Jack, her and Luke have a pretty good friendship through Leon. As soon as they met they clicked and now they're practically tied at the hip. "Hmm... I couldn't tell. Go Rangers, right?"
"Hey, hey, hey!"
"Whoa, don't you dare step foot in our homes and disrespect us like that. That is a like a slur around here." Jack shook his head playfully as him and Luke exchanged looks before all three of you busted out laughing.
"Sorry, sorry won't happen again!"
"It better not or we're gonna have to kick you out." Luke threatened with a mock-serious expression. "But seriously Jack, the TV isn't working and everyone wants to play Fifa for some reason."
Jack shrugged as he motioned to Libby towards the living room, "I don't even know if we own Fifa..."
They all entered the spacious living room where everyone was. There were some teammates who she recognized and some people she'd never seen before. Jack and Luke ventured off toward the TV, leaving Libby to go stand by the couch. She'd enjoyed the night so far but as she stood there, anxiety began to creep into her stomach.
Everyone here knew somebody and right now the only people she was close with was her brother, Luke and Jack and they were all playing Fifa right now.
"Libs, get a controller we need one more player!" Jack shouted from the coach and waved at her to come over. Libby hesitated for a moment, feeling a familiar pang of anxiety at the thought of joining a group of people she didn't know well. But as she stared back at Jack, she swallowed all her fears and walked over, taking a controller.
As she settled in next to them, Libby felt a sense of normalcy wash over her. For the first time in a long time, she felt like she could just be herself, without the weight of everyone's expectations or the glare of being perceived.
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The Case Continues
A/N: Thank you for ALL the love and support on my latest fic!!!! ♥ After not writing for a year it felt weird to write again but y'all have been so sweet, so truly thank you to all of you. I just finished 2 of midterms and there was this guy behind me on one of my tests coughing like crazy so now I am sick. While I should take this opportunity to study for the LSATS now that I am stuck in bed, I just had to continue writing. As long as you all continue reading I am more than happy to continue writing. If you want to be added or taken out of the taglist please DM me :)
P.S. : I used the stars to break down the sections for myself as I wrote and kept them in, if they are weird or unhelpful let me know so I can get rid of them and as always feedback is always welcomed
Taglist: @happy74827 @princessvader15 @hashcakes @malfoys-demigod @yiiiikesmish
Word Count: 5.5 k
Warnings: sexual harassment, cursing, pet name like sweetheart, mentions of food and eating (any more warnings that I missed please let me know)
There will be a part 3 after this one, still writing it but if you haven’t please check out the Part 1: The Stress of a Case
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As you finished the last bite of your meal in Rachel’s office, a comfortable silence settled between you and Harvey. Harvey leaned back in his chair, and a sense of relief seemed to wash over his face, "You did well today, Y/N. We'll get through the Jackson case. I promise. Whatever it takes.”
You offered a small, appreciative smile, acknowledging the sentiment. "Thanks, Harvey. It means a lot."
You stared at the clock and the realization that it was time to head home crept in. Harvey, ever the gentleman, offered you a ride, “Come on, I’ll take you home.” He stood up moving the desk back to how he found it and picked up the trash.
However, your need for control and familiarity after the recent panic attack made you decline the ride, "Thanks for the offer, Harvey, but I think I'll take my own car tonight."
A small, almost imperceptible frown flashed across Harvey's face, quickly replaced by his usual composed expression. "Alright." was all he could stammer out.
After parting ways, you walked towards the parking lot, keys in hand. As you drove home alone, a subtle sense of curiosity lingered. What if you had accepted Harvey's offer? What could have unfolded in the confined space of his car, free from the walls of the office?
The thought nagged at you as you navigated the familiar streets, feeling your head cooling off. Rolling down the window to allow the fresh air to overflow your senses There was a part of you that wished you knew the answer, a desire to unravel the mysteries that lay hidden beneath the surface of your professional relationship with the Harvey Specter.
The next few days went by pretty fast. All days felt the same . It was a routine of restless nights as your mind was clear yet foggy on your night with Harvey. Nervous yet excited on what the following days would bring. You woke up early every day to go to your favorite coffee spot. But every day you spent it at your desk going through Amir related emails and one day you spent the day researching organic cat food for Louis. You haven't even had the chance to really see or talk to Harvey, not that you were keeping track ( 3 times he has spoken to you).
But about 10 days after the incident, here you were, standing in the elevator, expecting to be another calm day of going through Amir’s associates emails with Rachel.
But when the elevators dinged, the beautiful face of Donna Paulsen appeared as the door opened. She stood there waiting for you and without saying a word she turned on her heel and gestured for you to follow her. And like a loyal puppy you followed Donna through the corridors, her signature click-clacking heels echoing in the hallways as you tried to keep you.
As you walked, Donna’s voice boomed, efficiently providing a rundown of the latest developments in the Amir Jackson case. Apparently, Amir had signed a contract with his brother-in-law’s firm, and Harvey was currently breaking it down in his office to find any potential weaknesses or loopholes. You were confused but eager to understand your role in all this, so you did your best to keep up with Donna's brisk pace. The details of the case were important, but the question of why Donna was sharing them with you lingered in the back of your mind.
Donna approached Harvey's office, she shot you a sly smile and motioned for you to enter. The door creaked open, revealing Harvey Specter engrossed in his work. Donna whispered, "You wanted to be in the big leagues; well, here you go."
Harvey was seated at his desk, a stack of papers spread out before him. Mike Ross was leaning against the wall, and both turned their attention to you as you entered.
Donna, standing in the doorway, mouthed, "You got this."
It dawned on you—this wasn't just an update on the case. Donna had orchestrated this moment for a reason. You were being given a seat at the table, an opportunity to contribute to a high-stakes strategy session. The realization sent a surge of adrenaline through your veins. Harvey was keeping his word after all.
Harvey and Mike acknowledged your presence, you straightened your posture and mentally prepared to engage in the battle of wits that lay ahead. You are ready to keep up and prove your worth beyond your typing skills.
Mike walks up to you handing you a file, and you take a seat. Knowing the breakdown you take out your colorful pack of highlighter ready to color coordinate. Purple for potential loopholes, yellow for things to research, blue for important dates and green for contacts.
Harvey couldn't help but notice you being meticulously organized. With a smirk, he quipped, "Really, Y/N? Color-coordinated highlighters? Are we in kindergarten?"
You, shot back with a playful smile, "Well, Harvey, some of us appreciate a little order and aesthetic appeal. It's called professionalism."
Harvey raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the quick retort. "Professionalism, huh? I prefer the classic black and white approach. Simple and effective."
You without looking up from your file said, "Well, Harvey, sometimes a splash of color can make things more interesting. Maybe you should try it sometime.” Reaching down to your highlighter bag you pulled one out handing it to him, “Here, I think pink suits you”
He takes it from your hand, not backing down, “You know if your legal skills were as efficient as your highlighting skills we would be done with these files already”
You retorted, “Well, Harvey, if your people skills were as smooth as your hair, we'd have won the case yesterday."
Mike, who had been silently working, looked up with a bewildered expression, unsure of how the banter had suddenly transformed into a flirtatious exchange. He blinked, processing the unexpected turn of events.
Harvey leaned against the table and raised an eyebrow. "Smooth hair, huh? You're just jealous, Y/N."
"Oh, please," you replied with a smirk, "I've seen smoother hair on a mannequin."
Mike, now thoroughly confused, looked between Harvey and you, trying to decipher when this banter became a new development.
Before anything can go any further there is a knock at Harvey’s door, it was Rachel. After hearing from Mike about your little fainting incident, she was kind of overbearingly persistent on making sure you were eating and were okay no matter how much you told her you were fine. Despite your reassurances that the incident of passing out was a one-time occurrence and that you were doing better, Rachel continued to express her care in thoughtful ways.
Today was no exception. Rachel asked to borrow you for a moment. Excusing yourself from your work, you followed Rachel outside the office. She had a warm smile on her face and a bagel in her hand, with your name on it.
"Hey, I know you said you're doing better, but I thought you might need a little pick-me-up," Rachel said, offering you the bagel.
You couldn't help but smile at Rachel's thoughtful gesture. "Thanks, Rachel. You really don't have to keep doing this, but I appreciate it."
Rachel chuckled, "I know I don't have to, but I want to. Consider it my way of making sure you stay fueled and ready to tackle anything."
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While you were outside having that conversation with Rachel, Mike couldn't help but seize the opportunity for a little teasing. Looking at Harvey with a mischievous glint in his eyes, he remarked, "What was that?"
Harvey, ever the master of composure, shot Mike a sharp look. "Shut up and focus, Mike," he retorted, trying to divert attention back to the files.
Mike, undeterred by Harvey's attempt to change the subject, leaned back with a playful grin. "Oh, you're definitely focused on something," he said, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
Harvey rolled his eyes, realizing that he might have just opened himself up to a barrage of teasing from Mike.
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You returned to the office with the bagel in hand, you tucked it away in your bag without giving it much thought. However, Harvey's raised eyebrow didn't go unnoticed. He questioned, "Aren't you going to eat that?"
Unbeknownst to you, the hesitation stemmed from a lingering unease about eating near files, especially in front of Harvey—thanks to the hot Cheeto incident. Harvey, catching on to your reluctance, decided to assertively intervene, "Eat."
You raised an eyebrow, teasing, "Bossy much, Harvey?"
Harvey quickly adds, “Well I am the boss”.
Mike, always quick to jump into the banter, chimed in, "Hey, wait a minute. Rachel didn't get me a bagel."
Harvey, in his usual deadpan manner, responded, "Deal with your relationship drama outside the office”
Mike mumbled to himself though directed at Harvey “you deal with your relationship drama outside the office” as he turned over to the next file.
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Without hesitation you grabbed another file, opening it up you saw on one of the clauses of the contract that it said, “Keep an appropriate reputation”.
You spoke up, “Have we been able to contact his brother in law?”
“Louis is currently on that”, Harvey said nonchalantly.
“Louis?!?!”, the shock in your voice was not hidden at all as your hand went to cover you mouth,
“See even she is shocked’’, Mike gestured towards you as he closed his file.
“Mike you are going to have a deposition with Amir in about an hour and I got to prep you. As much as I'd rather have you do it,” Harvey eyes quickly glance at you before returning to the file in his hand, “I don’t have time to walk you through it, plus Jessica said I have to throw Louis a bone”, Harvey mumbles the last bit.
You nodded, understanding that you were too green to already start interviewing people without supervision.
After an hour of underlining and highlighting things they may be able to use against him, Harvey dismissed you and Mike to prepare for meeting Amir. You gave Mike a questioning look as you exited the office.
The door closed and you could have sworn you heard music playing.
“He has a whole routine when he has a stressful case”, Mike said as he handed Donna a piece of paper to fax.
“Whoa, you are just going to share Harvey’s secrets like that”, Donna added.
“She is part of the group now, she deserves, nay she needs to know”, Mike defensively argued
Donna playfully rolled her eyes and all you can do is laugh.
“Imma go to the conference room and set everything up”, Mike then turned on his heels.
“Why are you meeting with Amir?”, you couldn't help the question come out of your mouth.
“Jessica and Harvey believe he is trying to get in our heads”, Mike causally stated like this is somehow normal, “anyway see you afterwards”.
You headed down to the bullpen with a couple of files in hand for you to review. The bullpen was empty, you saw a memo on your desk that Jessica was holding a mock trial for the associates. You believed she was doing this to boost morale. It's been 3 weeks since the Jackson case was first assigned and every day the stress of the case becomes more evident in not only the partners but everyone.
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All that can be heard was the click-clack of your keyboard as you diligently worked on a memo at your cubicle in. A man walked it, he didn't go unnoticed as he leaned against the wall, a smirk playing on his face.
"Working hard or hardly working, sweetheart?" he said with a smug grin.
Startled by his words, you looked up to fully take in this strange man, his eyes flickering with a hint of amusement.
"What can I do for you?", you let out an annoyed breath.
He wasn't unattractive, tall, seemed to be built, his dark hair slicked back and his tan figure was highlighted with a beautifully tailored suit.
He ignored your attempt to deflect his trashy pickup line as he leaned in, invading your personal space. "You know, I am here to see Mike Ross, but I would rather be seeing you. What do you say we grab a drink sometime?"
You noticed a wedding ring on his hand and that added to your discomfort which was palpable, and you glanced around, searching for a way out of the situation. Amir Jackson was standing right before you in all his dirty lawyer glory. Before you could respond, the familiar sound of a door swinging opening caught your attention. Harvey Specter stormed into view, his expression colder than the usual glacial demeanor he reserved.
"Amir, what the hell do you think you're doing?" Harvey's tone was razor-sharp, his eyes narrowing as he assessed the situation.
Amir straightened up, his confident facade faltering in the face of Harvey's iciness. "Just trying to get to know the beautiful talent that sits before me" he replied, attempting to play it off.
Harvey's jaw clenched, and he stepped forward, his presence dominating the small cubicle. "This is not the time or the place for your personal agenda. We're here to work, not to entertain your attempts at charm.", emphasis on the word attempt.
Amir chuckled nervously, realizing he had crossed a line. "I didn't mean to cause any trouble, Harvey. Just thought we could all use a break."
Harvey's stare could freeze time itself. "Save your charm for the courtroom, Amir. Now get lost before I decide to make this a legal matter."
Amir hastily retreated, leaving the cubicle, heading upstairs to interview Mike.
As soon as he was out of earshot, Harvey's gaze softened ever so slightly as he turned to you. "Are you okay?"
I nodded, grateful for Harvey's intervention. "Thanks, Harvey. I didn't know how to get rid of him.” You left a pause before continuing, “Though he was cute”, it was your attempt to lightened the mood
But it seemed that you failed as you could have sworn that Harvey’s eyes darkened.
“Don't tell me he is your type?” Harvey glares, trying to play it off as a playful intrigue. Though behind those words were sharp undertones of jealousy.
Was your type arrogant lawyers? Oh god, you thought to yourself.
“I mean if we are being honest”, you were already regretting the words coming of of your mouth, “I wouldn’t mind drinks with him, if you know he wasn't-”
“A dirty slimeball”, Harvey interrupted.
“I was going to say married but hey your words not mine”, You shrugged as you smiled, tilting your head up to look at him.
Like a switch any sign of a normal human being verison of Harvey goes back to a cold exterior Harvey ", Get back to work. We have a case to win."
Suddenly, the sound of approaching footsteps shattered the silence. Louis Litt barged into the bullpen, a triumphant expression on his face. "I got it, I got it!" he declared, his voice echoing through the walls.
Harvey shot him a stern look. "What do you mean, Louis?"
Louis beamed, brimming with excitement. "I met with Amir’s brother in law and we have a plan"
"Louis, I don't like that look on your face. Well, actually, I don't like your face, period," Harvey retorted, his patience wearing thin but shot you a mischievous look as you let out a small laugh.
Just as Louis was about to unveil his plan, you received a text from Rachel, asking for assistance upstairs. Seizing the opportunity to excuse yourself , you made a quick exit, leaving Harvey to deal with Louis's eager revelation.
As you walked away, you overheard Louis saying, "Can I just tell you my plan?"
You missed Harvey's response that carried a tone of indifference, "Louis, I am a lawyer, not your babysitter. You don't need to run your ideas by me. Just do whatever it takes to win."
"Whatever it takes," Louis echoed, his enthusiasm undeterred as he practically skipped out of the room, eager to set his plan in motion.
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The next day, as you were on your way to the copy room, Louis Litt beckoned you into his office. The air in the room felt different, an unusual tension hanging in the air. Louis, with a somewhat secretive smile, asked for your help with a deposition. He believed you were the perfect candidate to handle the client interview. He said he will be there to supervise it all.
Despite the lingering suspicion about Louis's true intentions, you were eager to prove your skills and showcase your capabilities. With determination in your eyes, you took the file full of questions that Louis prepped for you into the conference room, ready to face the challenge. As you were coming round the conference room, Louis excused himself to the bathroom saying he was going to be right back and to start without him.
As you entered the room and set up the camera, you were met with the unexpected sight of Amir Jackson—the person you would be interviewing. Suppressing the internal alarm bells, you maintained a professional demeanor and focused on the task at hand.
"Good morning, Mr. Jackson. My name is Y/N, and I'll be conducting the deposition today. Please make yourself comfortable," you greeted, doing your best to project confidence.
Amir acknowledged you with a nod, “Oh trust me. I remember you. I can't forget a face like that sweetheart”.
You couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to this deposition than met the eye. As you pressed record on the camera, a pit forming in your stomach as you felt that you were part of a bigger scheme that Louis had formed. But you continued on.
The questions came to an end and Louis was nowhere in sight. You think you did a good job but you really hoped you would have some help guiding you. You were reaching over to turn off the camera when Amir made his way around the table, invading your personal space as he placed his hand on your thigh. You felt disgusting, but you gritted your teeth and tried to remove his hand. His grip just got tighter.
“Mister Jackson, you are married and I am not interested so please let go”, you remained calm.
"This isn't the first time I've given in to another woman's temptation," Amir whispered, his hand slowly making its way up higher. . The situation escalated, and you attempted to stand up, desperate to distance yourself from his unwarranted advances.
Just as the discomfort reached its peak, Louis Litt stepped into the room,
"We got you now, Amir," Louis declared, a self-satisfied smirk on his face.
Louis revealed that the entire encounter had been captured on camera, since the little red button was still going and Louis left his dictaphone as well. There was enough proof of the man Amir really was
The revelation startled Amir, who looked like he was ready to erupt in anger at being caught.
But a last Amir stammered trying to get his words together.
“I think you should make some calls”, Louis said, his smile not faltering.
Amir, now furious, stormed off, leaving you alone in the aftermath of the orchestrated confrontation.
Anger boiled within you. You were mad at Amir, you wished you had the strength to have slapped him or yelled at him but you froze, your mind was whirling running 100 mph before you can truly comprehend what was going on. Now that it was over you were a teapot full of steam. Ready to blow. The more you thought about it, the more your frustration became directed at Louis.
His dramatic reveal. His smirk. This was the plan all along and you were just his puppet. He knew this was going to happen, he wanted this to happen.
"Why the hell did you put me in that situation?" you snapped, the intensity of your emotions evident.
Louis, unfazed, responded, "It was Harvey's idea. We had to win the case, and trust me this”, he gestured to you and the empty door, “ sealed the deal”
Your anger shifted, now directed at Harvey Specter, the architect of this manipulative plan. The lines between professional strategy and personal boundaries blurred, they have been blurring. But this, this felt like the lines were being drawn all over again, You took a deep breathe as you were left grappling with the aftermath of an uncomfortable encounter.
You stormed out of the conference room.You were shaken and in desperate need of someone to confide in. As you walked down the hallway your bubbling emotions made every step a struggle. In your mind, the need to talk this out with Rachel outweighed any confrontation you might have had with Harvey.
Focused on reaching Rachel's office, you were determined to leave the unsettling incident behind. However, Mike Ross, perceptive as ever, intercepted your path, concern shown across his face.
"Hey, are you okay? What happened back there?" Mike inquired, his voice laced with genuine worry.
The overwhelming emotions made it difficult for you to articulate your feelings. When Mike reached out to grab your hand, hoping to offer some comfort, a reflexive flinch escaped you. The subtle gesture spoke volumes about the impact of the encounter.
"Don't ask like you don't know," you managed to utter, your tone heavy with frustration and disappointment.
Mike was left dumbfounded, his attempts to provide support met with an unexpected defensive response. As you stopped in your tracks, you turned to face him, meeting the bewilderment in his eyes.
"I was Louis’s bait but if this was Harvey's idea, lord knows you were right there beside him. Batman and freaking Robin," you added, the accusation hanging in the air.
Mike's expression shifted to curiosity as he raced down the hall to Harvey’s office, needing an explanation. What the hell did you do now Harvey, Mike thought to himself.
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You sought refuge in Rachel's office. Rachel offered a comforting presence. You recounted the events, finding solace in Rachel's understanding.
"I can't believe he used you like that. I'm so angry on your behalf," Rachel said, her support unwavering.
As Rachel provided a comforting presence for you, on the other side of the office, Mike Ross stormed into Harvey's office, his frustration evident. Ready to give Harvey a piece of his mind for giving Louis the idea to use you as bait, Mike's accusatory words were poised on the tip of his tongue.
But Harvey, surprised by the accusation, defended himself. "What are you talking about, Mike? I didn't allow Louis to do anything."
Before Mike could continue, Harvey's tone softened. "How is she, Mike? Is she okay?"
Mike hesitated, admitting, "She's shaken up, Harvey."
Without sparing another second, Harvey stood up, determination etched on his face. "I need to find her."
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The atmosphere in Rachel's office was heavy as you sat there, still visibly shaken from the encounter with Amir Jackson. You found comfort in spinning your bracelet around your wrist.
Rachel, ever the empathetic friend, suggested a visit to the bakery you both loved, a subtle attempt to bring a touch of sweetness to the somber moment. As she left to fetch the cookies, you stayed seated at her desk chair, staring out of the window.
Harvey stepped in to check on you. The air seemed to crackle with unspoken tension as you looked up, frustration written across your face. You turned back to the window refusing to look at him.
You couldn't hold back the surge of emotions that spilled out. "Fuck you"
You were always so poised, always so put together, Harvey couldnt and wouldnt lie that hearing your curse did something to him. But he scratched that out of his mind, returning to the matter at hand.
Still taken aback by the force of your words, he raised his hands defensively. "I had nothing to do with what Louis did. I wouldn't put you in that position."
But you weren't convinced. "Your motto is 'do whatever it takes to win,' right? I was just a pawn in your grand scheme of things. Last week, after the panic attack, I thought we were okay. I thought we were on good terms, but now I don't know what to believe."
Harvey's expression hardened as he tried to find the right words to reassure you. "You weren't a pawn, Y/N. I didn't know about Louis's plan, and I would never intentionally put you in a situation like that."
You scoffed, frustration and hurt evident in your voice. "Your actions speak louder than words, Harvey. I'm tired of being caught in the crossfire of your 'win at all costs' mentality.”
Harvey, his usual composed demeanor faltering, tried to find the right words to reassure you. The weight of your accusations, was challenging the fragile trust that had started to rebuild between both of you.
You continued to stare out of the window, refusing to meet Harvey's gaze. He could feel the tension escalating, and he knew he had to address the storm of emotions swirling within you.
"Look at me," Harvey said firmly, his voice cutting through the charged atmosphere.
You clenched your jaw, still refusing to comply. Unfazed, Harvey moved closer and he bent down a little so he would be eye level with you and with a gentle touch, guided your head to face him. His touch ignited the fuel of your emotions, whether it be rage or something else entirely. There was a fire burning within you.
"I don't like to repeat myself," Harvey stated, his eyes locking onto yours.
You met his gaze, still angry, a tempest of emotions brewing within you. He could see the fire in your eyes and sensed the need for an outlet. "Yell at me," he urged, guiding you to stand up.
You were now facing Harvey, an arm's length between both of you. You took this oppurtunity, you took a deep breath as you let it all out.
"You are insufferably arrogant and stubborn. You're like a shark in a corporate sea, ruthless and cold-hearted. You wield your charisma like a weapon, and everyone else is just a pawn in your game. You bend the rules until they are ALMOST at a breaking point", you go off on a mini rant.
Harvey, with a measured tone, responded, "I don't disagree. The fact that I haven't interrupted you should tell you I take pride in who I am. But one thing you didn’t say and one thing I would never do is hurt the people I care about. Maybe I would occasionally push Mike in front of a slow-moving car, but that's as far as I'd go."
You stifle a small laugh, trying not to give Harvey any satisfaction. But you nodded at him showing that you believed him.
His hand rested on your shoulder as his eyes looked at you with concern. "How are you?" he emphasized.
You shrugged, voicing your discomfort. "I feel kinda disgusting right now."
Harvey's jaw tightened as anger flared in his eyes. "I'm gonna kill Louis," he declared, ready to retaliate.
As he turned to leave you grabbed his arm. "Don't hurt him," you pleaded, your voice holding a mix of anger and compassion. Despite the hurt you felt, you couldn't bear the thought of Louis facing physical harm.
Harvey paused, looking down at your hand on his arm. "I can't promise that I won't give him a piece of my mind, but I won't hurt him physically."
You nodded, acknowledging the compromise.
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The celebratory feeling filled the air in Jessica's office as Harvey stormed in, anger etched across his face. Louis and Jessica stood there, clinking glasses in celebration of what they believed was a triumph in the Amir Jackson case.
"Join us, Harvey! Louis found a way for us to win this case. It's finally over" Jessica exclaimed, blissfully unaware of the storm brewing within Harvey.
Harvey's eyes narrowed as he observed Louis making himself small under the intensity of his gaze. Unable to contain his fury any longer, Harvey erupted, "Louis, you pretentious fucker! How dare you do that to her?"
Jessica, puzzled, looked between Harvey and Louis. "Harvey, what happened? Why are you so angry?"
Ignoring Jessica's inquiry, Harvey continued his tirade, directing his fury solely at Louis. "You used Y/N. You put her in a bad situation with Amir. That's a new low, even for you."
Jessica's confusion shifted to anger as she slammed her glass down. "What?"
Louis, feeling the heat of Harvey's wrath, defended himself, "You said to do whatever it takes to win."
" One, you know how I feel about cheating. And two, you know what yeah this is my fault. For half a second there, I thought you would be a lawyer, not try to pimp out my associate," Harvey placing particular emphasis on the word "my."
“Here's the deal," Louis began to explain his plan. "Amir's brother-in-law allowed him to join his firm under one condition: he behaves and doesn't cheat on his sister. Now, Amir signed his contract promising to behave because Amir’s brother in law has a list of evidence that could easily get him disbarred, but his brother-in-law promised not to expose him as long as he kept his promise."
Louis sighed as he continued, "Y/n was the bait, Harvey. She is one of the more attractive associates that Amir couldn't resist. So I let the pawns fall where they should fall and we got it all on camera. Amir's brother in law is going to the association to get him disbarred as we speak. "
Jessica chimed in, "Louis, why couldn’t you let it so Y/N in on the plan.”
Louis nodded, ‘’ I didn't think it would be a big deal”
The room collectively groaned.
"The only reason you don't have a broken nose right now is because she asked me not to hurt you...physically," Harvey declared, his rage simmering beneath the surface.
Jessica, ever the professional, butted in, “Harvey the case with Amir is over now, let me handle Louis” giving Louis a dirty glare before opening the door to her office moving Harvey out the door, “Tell everyone to go home for the night”.
Harvey followed suit, leaving Louis to face the wrath of Jessica. As he closed the door he could hear Jesscia yell, “What were you thinking”
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Harvey's footsteps echoed through the hallway as he made his way to Rachel's office, seeking you out. Upon entering, he found you surrounded by Mike and Rachel, laughing at something as Mike shoved his face with cookies. The look on your face seemed lighter, you appeared more at ease.
Harvey addressed everyone in the room, "Alright, pack it up. Time to go home."
As he spoke, his eyes lingered on you, and he added pointedly, "Especially you. Y/N. No arguments this time, I am taking you home."
Your colleagues exchanged knowing glances, and Rachel and Mike gathered their things to leave. Harvey's directive made it clear that there was no room for negotiation this time; he was taking you home.
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The plush interior of Harvey's car surrounded you, and you couldn't help but feel a bit out of place in the luxurious vehicle. Harvey, however, seemed at ease as he turned to you and casually asked, "Put your location in the GPS."
You entered your apartment complex as the destination. The ride continued in relative quiet,
You were now three blocks away from your apartment complex, when Harvey abruptly took a sharp left. Confused, you turned to him with a puzzled expression, questioning his unexpected turn.
"Harvey, where the hell are you going?" you asked.
He glanced at you, a twinkle in his eyes, and replied, "We both deserve to have some fun tonight."
You saw him pulling up to a bar, one that seemed too classy for you. You were too undressed for this. The doubt clouded your mind.
Your eyebrows furrowed, and you couldn't help but ask, "A bar, Harvey, really?"
He looked over at you, the corner of his lips quirked up. "What do you say?" He was parked but hadn't turned off the engine, giving you an out.
You looked over at him and he had that stupid, handsome smug smirk on his.
Not wanting the "what ifs" to take over, you met his gaze and said, "I'm in."
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Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as noncon/dubcon, power imbalance, and possible untagged elements. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.
This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.
Summary: Your relationship with your boss takes an unpredictable turn.
Characters: Nick Fowler
Note: some more Nicky for the girlies.
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The next day, you arrive to an empty house. After Nick’s stormy mood, you’re grateful for the respite. Despite your efforts to forget his comments, to not let them seep too far into your head, you spent most of the night thinking of your marriage; of your widowhood. You’ve worked through most of those emotions but you’ll always miss your husband.
Around noon, you receive the crate of bottles you ordered the day before. The man who drives the large truck offers to bring them inside. You’ve noticed that as you get a few finer lines and a little more cushion, others tend to treat you as fragile. You don’t complain. Liquor is heavier than you would assume at a glance.
You thank the driver and send him off, returning to the den to sift through the box. You keep the glass cabinet open and pluck out the empty glass, or those with barely a sip left in them. Nick does the same with the milk; if there’s even a drop left, he’ll put the carton back. Not his problem, a new one always just appears.
You take the decanter and swish around the dregs of scotch. It wouldn’t be much of a waste to dump it, that amount will barely cover the bottom of a glass. You set it aside with the matching crystal glasses. You need to wash them.
As you line up the newer bottles on the shelf, you feel a buzz in your back pocket. You pause and wiggle your phone free, putting it to your ear as you work with one hand. Clunk, slide, clink.
“Hello,” you trill as you squint at another label. You’re supposed to wear glasses to read but you consistently leave them by your couch.
“Mom,” your daughter greets bluntly, “what are you doing?”
“Uh, Joey?” You lower the bottle in your hand, “everything okay?”
“Y-yeah, I just... I’m on my break and wanted to call you while I have the chance.”
“Break? You’re at your internship?” You ask brightly, “how is it? Amazing?”
“Erm, sure,” she utters.
She sounds disappointed. Concern trickle down your neck, she’s only ever been excited about school and her future. It’s what you admire in her. She’ll go so much further than sorting out liquor and dump spoiled almond milk for some rich guy.
“What’s going on?” You prompt again, facing the cabinet as you set down another bottle.
“I... I don’t know if I’m cut out for this. It’s a lot of work,” she mutters and you hear her biting her nails. An old habit she hadn’t had since middle school.
“Honey, your nails,” you gird, “it’s new. You’re learning. Give yourself a bit of patience. I’m not saying it isn’t hard, but don’t be so hard on yourself. You can do it but you know what, even if it isn’t for you, I’ll be proud. You know I only want the best for you.”
“Yeah, I know,” she grumbles, “I just don’t want to let you down.”
“Never,” you assure her. “Take a few breaths, have some water, and no more caffeine. It will only make your anxiety worse.”
“Yeah,” she sniffs, “yeah, I did have an extra shot in my latte.”
“Alright, well, you call me later. Take your break for yourself. You know I’m always here for you, honey.”
“Love ya,” she resigns with a sigh.
“Love you too. Hey, if you need a break, let me know. We can make it work.”
“No, no, I can do this,” she insists, “it's only week two. I'm just being a baby.”
“My baby,” you tease and she gives and ‘ech’ which makes you laugh, “alright, we'll talk later.”
“Yep, bye, mom.”
“Bye,” you tap the red button and look down at your phone.
For as much as got nostalgic about your youth, you don't miss the uncertainty. You slide your phone away and something scuffs. Nick clears his throat and draws your attention.
“Sir,” you greet, wondering if he'd heard any of that, “just in time, I'm sorting your cabinet.”
“Mm, so you are,” he struts over, a hand in his pocket. He wears dark slacks and a button-up without a tie. “Family emergency?”
“Nope, everything's under control,” you shrug and take out a bottle of cognac. You place it with the rest.
You hear glass clink and turn. Nick uncaps the crystal decanter and drains what's left of the scotch. He eyes the container and puts it back on the table.
“What's your poison? Wine? Cocktails? You seem the type,” he muses.
“I only drink on special occasions,” you say. “Whatever's on special.”
“Mm, and Saturday? You sounded like you had a few. Pretty early too.”
You wince and look at him. You hadn't thought you were that obvious, especially over the phone. Well, he did say he reads people. You suppose you're not that hard to decipher.
“Two dollar mimosas,” you slip the empties into box and close the flaps.
“Mm,” he scoffs, “bubbly.”
“Gives me heartburn,” you say dismissively as you pick up the box. “Did you need anything, sir? Should I make lunch?”
He squints as you and sucks in his cheeks, emphasizing the squareness of his jaw.
“I'm having people over,” he states.
“Right, I'll get the good porcelain out,” you say.
“Work,” he intones. “You can't be here.”
“Yes, sir. I'll have the food done and kept warm in my absence.”
He nods. You don't ask questions. It's part of your job. Just do what he tells you and be on your way.
“Sure,” he says dully and spins on his heel.
He walks off and you carry the box through to the backroom. There's nothing unusual and yet it feels abnormal. Those last few days just feel off.
Work. The word echoes with an edge in your head. Ah, well, that's the crux of most human stress. You suppose, much like your daughter, Nick must be feeling the pressure. He might be your boss but someone up the line is his. That's just the order of things.
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A night to yourself is welcome. Joey messages to say she’s okay now and she won’t bother calling you. You know by her Insta that she’s found friends to keep her company. You hope they can also offer some reassurance.
You settle in with a book on the sofa, eager to retrace your way through the last chapter you can’t quite recall. You don’t get further than a few paragraphs before you pass out. You sink down into motley dreams that sway between reality and fiction; the villain of the novel resembles your boss a bit too closely in your mind.
You wake with a start at the steady rattle of your phone against the end table. You reach up blindly, feeling around to still its buzz. You check the display, expecting your daughter, but instead you’re met with ‘Private’. You already know.
You check the time. It’s close to two in the morning. You sit up and yawn as you let the call roll through to your voicemail. You bend forward and rub your eyes, groggily rubbing your forehead. You’re stiff as hell. You know better than to sleep on the couch.
The phone starts again, shaking your hand. You answer it. If he’s trying a second time, it means he must really need something.
“Hello,” you creak out through your dry throat.
There’s rustling on the other end and some murmurs, but nothing clear. You tilt your head and press the phone closer, hitting the volume button with your thumb as you try to discern the noise on the other end. What is going on?
“...baby...” Nick’s tone is silty and low and met with a fluttery moan. You gulp. It can’t be. Flesh claps and he growls, “you like that, huh?”
You hang up before you can hear anything else. Oh god. You throw the phone across the room and shake out your hands. Yikes. You’ve been the victim of a pocket dial but nothing ever like that. You wonder how it even happened.
Well, you try not to think about it too much. You get up and move your book onto the table. You don’t even dare to touch your phone, leaving it on the seat of the chair. You’re too tired for all this. Hopefully, sleeping in your own bed will wash it all away.
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You talk in with Nick’s dry cleaning over your shoulder. You’re not shocked to find the house in disarray. Social nights are often met with grim mornings. It seems of late that both come more and more frequent.
You set down the garment bags on hangers and stop in the kitchen to put on a brew of coffee in anticipation of another of your boss’ hangovers. The aroma rises as you cross the tile floor and snatch up the suits and shirts. You hesitate at the bottom of the stairs. Like days before, you suspect he also has some lingering company. You wonder if it’s better to wait and put away his clothes once you are certain.
A long rumble distracts you from your dread. You turn and walk towards the broad archway that opens into the front room. Somehow you hadn’t noticed the body on the couch and now you regret that you have. Nick’s bare ass flashes you from across the room as he lays with his shoulders curled forward and his head under a pillow. He must’ve had quite the work dinner.
You tiptoe across the room and pick up the mussed throw from the floor. You drape it around his waist to cover the most intimate part of him. He groans and brings his arm up over the pillow.
“Baby,” he mutters and roles onto his back. You swiftly catch the blanket before it can expose him further and keep it over his middle, letting it fall across his pelvis. You can only do so much as his dick springs up beneath the waffle knit. “Why don’t you get on it?”
You nearly choke at the suggestion. He still has the pillow over his head as his hand crawls down his muscular torso, reaching for... that.
“Baby is gone,” you cross your arms, “coffee is on, sir. Would you like a cup?”
He grunts and retracts his hand, pulling the pillow from his head and hugging it to his stomach. He blinks, his brow furrowed in surprise and chagrin. He stares at you and lets his head loll.
“Mm, guess it’ll wake me up just the same,” he mutters as his eyes flick up and down. “Morning, honey.”
“Morning, sir,” you hike up your armful, “let me get these hung and I’ll get your coffee.”
You turn as he sighs and the couch creaks beneath him. You don’t look back, wary of seeing more than you already have. It’s not unlike him to have his little get-togethers and to indulge but it’s a bit much. If you thought he’d be honest, you might ask if something’s wrong. Then again, your his maid, not his therapist.
“And Advil,” he calls after you, “maybe put some whiskey in the coffee, too.”
You nod and march to the stairs. Minding your boss isn’t too much different than raising a child, though you think Joey was much easier to deal with. And not so demanding.
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Welcome! My name is Lauren. I am 23, use she/her pronouns, and am a fanfiction writer as well as a self-admitted film snob. I write OC x Canon fanfiction, mostly for Cillian Murphy characters.
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Dunkirk
Cold Waters & Sunlit Gardens
When she decides to accompany the Dawsons on their voyage to help during the evacuation of Dunkirk, Daisy Preston has little idea of what she is actually getting herself into. All she knows is that there's tea, the roar of planes overhead, and the blue eyes of the handsome, shivering soldier they just rescued from a shipwreck staring at her from across the deck.
In Time
The Shackles of Broken Time
Trapped in poverty and forced to contribute to a cause she doesn't actually believe in, Rose Mason keeps her mind focused on simply surviving day to day. Until a few reckless actions catch her the attention of Timekeeper Raymond Leon; the last person anyone would want to have as an enemy.
Inception
Hiding Here Inside a Dream
Alice Emerson has known Robert Fischer since they were four years old. Instant best friends, they were near inseparable until the meddling of an abusive father drove them apart. But perhaps they can find their way back to one another. And maybe, finally, admit that they've been in love with each other all this time.
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Love Me Where I'm Most Ruined (In Progress)
They call him the Devil. They tell her to stay clear of him. They warn her that he'll steal her soul. But Lucy Winters came to Small Health fleeing monsters and unspeakable trauma. And her soul seems but a small price to pay in exchange for the things that Tommy Shelby has to offer her.
Nocturnal Me
There’s something sitting on the edge of the bed, and it wants her husband.
The Dark Knight Trilogy
The Shadow Game
Broken, traumatized, and more than a little insane, Vanessa Sullivan and Jonathan Crane's childhoods were steeped in horror and loneliness. But when they are assigned as lab partners during their time in college, they realize that they may not be as alone in their madness as they'd both originally thought.
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Pick a Card Reading : Blessings Coming Your Way
Hello and welcome to my first PAC! My name is Stitchy and I have been practicing Tarot reading for a decade now. I’ve always wanted to do pacs but never got around to it until now. So I’m excited to see how this goes!
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Group 1 - The Latern | Group 2 - Paper Boat | Group 3 - Pile of Books
Deck Used : Deviant Moon Tarot
One 🕯
2 of Cups rx | 6 of Swords rx | 5 of Wands
Welcome to your reading, group 1! Wow, ok. So you are the group of people who finally said “enough is enough. I’m doing things my way” and I am so proud of you for doing so! You’ve poured so much into this cup, realized you were the only one pouring into it, and decided to knock it over to let it spill and run dry. They don’t get to keep drinking from your cup if they’re not going to help fill it. Good on you for standing firm in your boundaries! You may have had a recent break up, quit your job, told someone off…just basically walking away from a situation that wasn’t doing anything for you. You got tired of the conflict and avoided it rather than continue to feed into it. You chose yourself and your peace first. Go you! Some of you may be currently getting some backlash for this decision though. People may be saying you’re being selfish or you may even start to feel guilty about this decision. Spirit says don’t feel guilty and don’t listen to the haters. You’re not being selfish for putting yourself first, after all, this is your life. It’s better spent on doing things that you enjoy doing. Keep going down this path as you still have some unfinished business to deal with regarding this person or situation, but know that you will be divinely protected when doing so. All right group one, the blessings that are coming your way will be deeply personal and maybe even spiritual for a lot of you! You’re going to receive a lot of personal growth and insight by continuing to avoid the conflict between you and this person or situation. I’m not saying to run away from all of your problems, but knowing when to walk away is a blessing in itself. A lot, if not most, of you will also be getting a chance to be vocal about your wants and needs. Actually, what I’m getting is that you’ll be receiving quite a few situations where you can be vocal about your wants and needs so you can practice enough to be confident in staying firm in your boundaries. The key is to face the conversation/conflict when it happens, be firm in standing in your boundaries every time a situation arises, and knowing when to walk away when the other isn’t respecting or listening to those boundaries. I see a lot of much needed tension release coming your way, group one! You’ve always carried so much on your shoulders. I see you lightening the load by walking away from these situations that no longer serve you. I heard, “it’s about time” lol. Once you get more confident in expressing yourself, the freedom you get from allowing yourself to be unwaveringly yourself is a blessing you can carry with you for a life time.
Other intuitive message for group one - smell after blowing out a candle. Scorpio, Pisces, Capricorn placements. Neon green sign. Fly buzzing. 111. 444 or 4:44. Blue tie dye shirt. Yellow flowers blowing in a field. Ocean, but grey and stormy looking. Salty after taste. Red ears from blushing. Red coffee cup. “Lightning in a Bottle” by The Summer Set. “Truth Hurts” by Lizzo.
Two🍁
Wheel of Fortune rx | Strength rx | 7 of Pentacles rx
Hello and welcome, group 2! Your group is a little different from the other two piles in the sense that the blessings that are coming your way have a limited time for you to claim before they go away… So you have to strike while the iron is hot! The blessings that are coming your way will be an opportunity for you to break your current cycles. But in order for you to do so, you have to dig deep and display your inner strength. This may be in the form of standing up for yourself or others, paving your own path, displaying your raw emotions; basically doing anything that you wouldn’t normally do because you were afraid to do so or you were afraid of how others would perceive you. This will allow you to open yourself up to more opportunities that you may have not even realized were in the cards for you (ha, there’s a pun there). For some of you, this opportunity will also be an eye opener for others in how they may view you. Where once they thought you might have been a push over or too nice, they will see that there is actually a bit of fight in you. Hmm, I also see that a lot of people mistake you for being prim and proper, but they’re about to get a different side of you. I see a lot of people second guessing themselves about you. You’re also incredibly hard on yourself that people can see. Some may even want to take advantage of that. Wait… hold please. This is great 😆 I don’t mean to laugh! But how Spirit presented it to me…anyways… quite a bit of you will awaken your inner beast and they’re ready to come out of their cage! You’ve been tired of how people treat you, so you’ll get the opportunity to let someone know that. I also feel for a lot of you that, even though there is a small window of opportunity here, this will jumpstart the desire or need to break out of your norm and start doing things a bit more differently for yourself. I see you heading towards the path of getting what you want, even if that mean getting it by all means necessary. Making the wheels turn in your favor from now on. I honestly love that visceral intensity for you!…I just warn to not get too carried away with it lol but I am proud of you for wanting and doing more for yourself, group 2.
Other intuitive messages for group 2 - “Want Want” by Maggie Rogers. “I love me” by Demi Lovato. Greenish yellow eyes. A prominent nose. Life path number 6 or just the number 66. Also, 606. Pisces, Cancers, Libra, Taurus, 11th house placements. “Marie Laveau” by Merci Raines (a lot of songs for this group). Looking in a mirror. Gold chain but there’s a link broken. Silk.
Three 📚
8 of Swords rx | Page of Swords | 9 of Swords rx
Hello, group 3! Welcome to your reading… this is my creative group, I see! The blessings that are coming your way will be ways to expand your creativity and creative endeavors. I see here that you are or have been working on releasing your negative thoughts and worries surrounding your creative process and vision, and the Universe wants to reward you for your hard work because getting out of a negative mindset isn’t the easiest of tasks. Some of you may still be worrying if people will accept your art, and with that, yourself alone. Spirit urges you to release that self doubt because making art is your purpose. Allow yourself to be open to new perspectives, let your curiosity guide you, and proudly display your thirst for knowledge and you will see something beautiful flourish right before your eyes! Spirit is saying to even get a bit weird with it. Make something purely out of silliness and joy. Something that your inner child would get an absolute kick out of. You will be heavily rewarded with new ideas and inspiration. I’m also getting that for a lot of you, this will help you develop of way of communicating through your art. It won’t just be a hobby, but something you put your soul into. Whether it be writing, painting, music, drawing, what have you…you’ll make people feel something or feel closer to you just by reading, seeing, or hearing your work. That’s beautiful, group 3. I currently feel very moved myself, my eyes got a bit watery there. So I think that’s what you’re going to make a lot of people feel with your work. I feel that some of you may even be Spiritual workers or spiritually inclined and you’re going to be making connections with people in that way as well. I see some readers and mystics second guessing themselves and their abilities. Take a rest to recharge your batteries, meditate, journal, what have you…. Go into yourself for a bit rather than sharing your energy at this time. It’s not that you’re doing anything wrong, you just need a change in flow then hopefully you’ll shift away from this negative mindset. Be open to receiving new ideas and maybe even creating firmer boundaries for yourself. This will allow you to maintain relationships while also prioritizing your creative endeavors. I just see this group working passionately and happily content with themselves. It has taken a lot for you to get to this point and I am so proud of you!!
Other intuitive messages for group 3 - “Finesse” by Bruno Mars and Cardi B. “Dancing in the Dark” by Rihanna. “Everybody wants it” by Zee Machine. Libra, Scorpio, Sagittarius, 7th, 9th, 12th house placements. Live grand. Bee sting. 50/50. A green stop sign that says START instead. So a starting point. The phrase “again and again” keeps repeating. Amethyst and specifically a foggy rose quarts. A diamond ring.
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Your future home with your future spouse
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Reverse isekai au crackhead brainrot thoughts. The characters greatest enemies are angst fics of themselves x reader or whatever you save or bookmark in your device that they somehow found out.
Imagine that reader is an angst lover. Some fics depicts the characters as ooc but it’s for the plot. And reader can appreciate a good plot.
It’s feels weird for the characters at first. Reading about themselves but still they persist because they’re curious of what would happen next. Curiosity kills the cat tho.
They are immediately horrified once they read that certain angsty part which they will then have a violent outburst on how unrealistic it was and how they wouldn’t do that to reader EVER(Childe and some others). Some may even appear catatonic in pure shock and horror(Xiao and Diluc). Others will sought out reader and started telling them they won’t do that ever and started begging for them to stop reading those type of things(Kazuha, Zhongli, venti and some)
Child deleting reader’s bookmarks and acting innocent when reader ask him about it.
Meanwhile Xiao would just grabbed onto reader’s sleeve, trauma evident in his eyes as he firmly but weakly said “I would never ignore your calls and left you for dead even after a petty argument.”
Reader: pardon????
Then there’s Zhongli who would confront reader about that particular story about how he supposedly see his current s/o as a replacement for Guizhong.
“My love, Guizhong is merely a dear friend of mine. Please understand that my feelings for you are as unwavering as the rock we-“
“Wait hold on, what?!”
Some of them will be a menace, others will be too traumatized to speak and just look for reader for comfort and the other will go on this poetic tangent on how their love is eternal and unbreakable as bedrock or something. Venti however will ugly cry and begged at your feet to not believe this blasphemy about his love towards you.
“Don’t ever *hic* *sobs* ever EVER *sobs some more* doubt m-my*hic* loveE FOR YO-*wails* YOU!! PLEASE DONT LEAVE ME!!*sobs uncontrollably* THEY DONT EVEN ACT LIKE ME AT ALL!!! I DONT KNOW THOSE VENTIS!! THEY DONT EXIST!!*wails*”
“Of course they don’t, they’re just fiction.”
Reader would be spending the rest of the day comforting a hysterical venti.
Meanwhile there are those that acknowledges it as fictional and Amgen even impress at the plot line.
In conclusion, angsty stories would leave this poor characters traumatize or highly amuse.
I'M WHEEZING THIS IS SO GOOD NONNIE I TRIED BUT I DON'T THINK I CAN ADD ANYTHING TO IT CAUSE IT'S ALREADY PERFECT SFLJSLDKFJ
ok ok ok ok but hear me out.... what if.... what if the angst fics the reader likes are those where the reader dies? def not projecting here lol nonono
ALSO bonus point if they read it on your pc/laptop and you have those browser extensions where it auto-replaces [name] with your actual name. they would be so scared/confused/wary because wait wtf how did this fiction thing know your name wait wHAT IF IT'S A PROPHECY OF SOME KIND OR LIKE AN ALTERNATE REALITY OR IT DESCRIBES WHAT HAPPENED IN A DIFFERENT WORLD OR-
.... you get the gist.
also taking this opportunity to recommend some good good angst where reader dies come cry with me:
★彡 KISS ME WITH YOUR EYES CLOSED. by @/seelestia
Death and Regrets series by @/primofate
go give them some love and don't tell them i sent you
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◇ taglist ◇ @paintingsofdragonspine | @genshinparty | @abyssmal-skies | @hamdehlesmis | @depressivecomforts | @sophiethewitch1
ps. if you want to be removed/added from the taglist, just send an ask or dm me!
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The Queen and Her Levi - Masterlist
King!Levi Ackerman x fem!reader
"All my life I have never known what it was like to love someone, if anything, really.
Until I met you, and everything changed, you brat."
"Reader" has a name, if you don't like it, then change it to your own, the world is your oyster.
Will contain VERY mature and triggering content. Reader discretion is advised. 18+ no exceptions; minors interacting will be blocked.
Posted on Tumblr April 2024, also on Wattpad. If you would like to message me please feel free! I would appreciate and encourage any feedback, as well as messages if you are wanting more!
[This story is the same timeline and plot as Attack on Titan, except- Levi Ackerman is the king of the walls. The main character (you) is Historia Reiss' older cousin, there will be other characters in this story that I have created as well. This story will contain strong smut, mentions of SA, and lots of mature content, again- minors please do not interact. This book was inspired by a writer and a story that I can no longer find access to unfortunately, as well as my love for Game of Thrones and Attack on Titan obviously ;) Not entirely proof read, but mostly. I am simply an amateur writer who just wants people to enjoy what I write...All rights reserved!]
Hope you enjoy. - Kat
Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2| Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9
(DM me if these links are not working for you, chapters that are posted will be updated to THIS masterlist)
#levixreader#levi#attack on titan#snk levi#levi heichou#levi aot#levi art#levi attack on titan#levi ackerman#captain levi#levi x reader#levi x you#leviackerman#levismut#attackontitan#kinglevi#leviackerman x reader#aot levi#snk#aot#aot x reader#gameofthronesinspired
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Welcome to my x-reader blog! Click read more to read my rules before requesting!
Requests: Closed
CyberRose’s Kinktober 2023
Masterlist
WIP List
AO3 Link
If you enjoy my work and wish to donate, you can buy a cube of energon on my Ko-Fi! -> https://ko-fi.com/cyberrose2001
ABOUT ME
Hi! I'm Rose or Moni. I'm a silly Australian who's a bit too obsessed with transformers, specifically Ratchet. A couple of interests of mine are writing, fitness, traveling, paleontology/fossil collecting, space/the universe in general, and some others I haven't identified yet.
This will mainly be a Transformers x Reader blog. I will write fics that come into my mind or you can request them! My ask box will remain open most of the time so feel free to drop by! I will try to write as often as I can (I work night shift as a nurse so there may be a delay). I can write for any character and if I am unsure TF Wiki is only a click away. Continuities that I can write for are down below 👇
Transformers Prime (main continuity)
Transformers: Robots In Disguise (2015)
Transformers Animated
Rescue Bots/Rescue Bots Academy
NEW! Transformers Cyberverse
When I get around to watching other shows and reading the IDW comics they will be added here as well. Bayverse I will only do headcanons/short scenarios for since it’s not my favourite and it’s hard to write longer scenarios for.
RULES FOR REQUESTING
- Please check my bio to see if requests are open or not before you send in a request!
- You must be 18+ to request anything, if you’re not over 18 and request anything you’ll be blocked.
- If you are sending a request as anon, you need to either DM me with your age group in bio or send a separate ask without anon enabled so I can verify if you are 18+ or not. The separate ask will not be posted and will be deleted (I’ve had minors request valveplug and was unaware that they were underage, please don’t try and cheat me because I will find out. That’s why I’m taking extra precautions).
-Please specify which continuity you would like for me to write for. If you do not specify, then I will pick for you.
- Max of three characters at a time, includes headcanons and scenarios.
-I will not write for human characters.
- Please specify if Organic/Human or Cybertronian
- Canon x Reader only, I don’t write Canon x Canon currently.
- Specify genders/pronouns where ever possible, especially if you’re requesting NSFW. If not, I’ll most likely default to GN or AFAB/Fem reader.
I’m comfortable almost anything. Here is a brief list of what I can do. If you are unsure or if it is not listed here, just flick me an ask:
Angst
NSFW/Smut
Poly relationships
Kinks
Dub-con and cnc
M/M and F/F
These are not ok. If it is morally wrong, illegal or if it makes me extremely uncomfortable I won’t write it.
Extreme gore (body fluids are fine, just not graphic deaths that go into detail)
R*pe
Underage
S*icide and s*lf harm
Bestiality/Zoophillia
TAGS
Soon I will be cleaning up my blog and re-tagging things + adding additional tags.
- #fluff or #sfw
- #suggestive
- #valveplug (feel free to block this tag if you don’t want to read robot porn or the naughty asks that I get!)
- #ask (for any asks that I get that aren’t fics. These may get spammy from time to time)
- #cyberrosewrites (for all of my fics!)
- #my requests (for any fics that I have requested from other authors!)
-#not my writing (for fics I reblog that aren't mine)
-#repost (for things I reblog)
- #moni shitposts and #moni monologues (for my rants and rambles)
- #miscellaneous (for content unrelated to transformers or other random stuff)
Feedback is greatly appreciated on my works! Spam liking + reblogging is also appreciated! I am also always looking for friends on here so feel free to DM me and we can simp or talk about these silly robots together.
(This post will update so check here frequently)
#cyberrose rules#cyberrosewrites#transformers#transformers x reader#tfp x reader#tf rid 2015#tf rid 2015 x reader#tfa x reader#tf rescue bots x reader#tf bayverse x reader
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have you ever think about people who might be defending themselves not to reblog because they have a right to decide or something? this has been bugging my mind... no offense to anyone though, sorry, and love your works !
Rant incoming, just as a warning lol
But yes, obviously people have the right to decide if they want artists and writers to keep being motivated to post works on here for free or not.
As a writer myself, I just don´t understand the rationale behind it. There is literally zero reason not to reblog. It takes just as long as leaving a like and if you have zero patience to type out the tags then you don´t even have to necessarily to do that ( even if I will literally love you if you do!)
Likes do and mean nothing. They´re the equivalent of being left on reading after writing a long and heartfelt message.
Reblogs help our words getting spread around and actually show us that people care about our posts and want us to keep doing them.
But why have some people decided that they just refuse to do the thing the entire website is built around that would actually help their favorite blogs to stay motivated?
They have the choice not to reblog anything but it´s a selfish one and they better not complain when they get blocked or their favorite creators stop posting.
Just think about it: People ( me included) take hours out of their busy lives to write something and then post it because they want people to read and enjoy their works.
Writing sometimes takes hours of time and effort and it´s not always easy. If we were just going to do it for ourselves there would be no need to type out all of it out because the main fun part of the creative process to me is just daydreaming about an idea I had.
Actually putting it into words to tell a compelling story is tough and takes lots of patience. But we do it anyway because we want to share our ideas with other people, we want to talk about them with others. We want to ramble and fantasize about different scenarios. That´s fun.
It´s only natural to want at least some sort of feedback after spending so much time on something. And then it just hurts when people refuse to reblog your posts for ctually no reason at all, other than that they´re lazy or think a reblog is something super rare and special that only the "best" posts get to benefit from.
( Seriously, I don´t understand the sentiment of "Oh I really liked this but I didn´t like it enough to actually reblog and share it with other people. I don´t think the author should get any recognition. Oh but they better keep writing anyway and fast!")
At this point, rambling about ideas in a friend´s dms feels way more fulfilling. You guys have no idea of all the extensive rambles I went on with Korka that most likely will never see the light of day.
Why should I put in the effort and write it down to share with others when they can´t even bother to spend a single second to reblog it to show me that they appreciated what I wrote.
It makes no sense. Feedback and the back-and-forth with readers and fellow writers is what keeps us going. It´s super fun to get a conversation going about a cool idea you had! It´s not fun at all to see the notes on a post go up but no one saying anything. All that tells me is "huh, I guess people didn´t like this one. Guess I won´t post any of that anymore"
This complete lack of feedback from readers combined with work picking up is actually the main reason why I stopped writing for a few months. It didn´t feel rewarding anymore.
The recent yandere Alcryst post is actually one of the reasons why I started considering posting a bit more again. I was pleasantly surprised by all the nice tags and comments that one got and it made me smile every time I saw a new one pop up. I don´t care if it didn´t get as many notes as most twst works, I still felt way more satisfied and proud of it.
And that´s sort of where I come to the conclusion of this post:
Feedback matters, it really does! Likes tell us absolutely nothing, you could have downright hated it for all I know. But rest assured that I do screenshot every nice tag or comment I get, no matter if it´s actually a thought-out comprehensive analysis or just someone going "HJVJMVJM". I appreciate all of these so much. I save all of them in a little folder and look at them to cheer myself up when things might be tough.
So please, if you want your favorite blogs to continue then reblog! Maybe even leave a nice comment! Don´t forget that you get all of this stuff for free, creators are the ones keeping a community truly alive. You would probably be sad if your favorite writer or artist suddenly stopped posting due to a lack of support.
Please. Take that single second out of your life to hit the reblog button. It helps out more than you think and goes a long way to keep us motivated.
#anon ask#ramble#anyone that has been following me for a while knows that I´m pretty passionate about this topic#support writers#support artists#reblogging is not hard
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Hello!
Please call me Ant or burntcarpet-my username. I'm a university student, I'm doing a bachelors in business but I'm currently out of a job and decided to make this IF to kill time.
I have never been someone who liked writing, so please don't be surprised if it's not as polished or smooth as you had wanted, I will probably go back someday to fix stuff, but as of now, I'm satisfied.
My only "experience" writing would probably be writing smut here on tumblr at the age of 13. Thankfully I've deleted that account long ago so I don't have to reread that monstrosity.
My goal of making this IF is to improve my writing and create something that I'm actually able to finish, which is why I'm posting this publicly. I have also never coded in my life so this would be interesting!
I hope that I'll be able to finish and post the prologue before September. I might also post blurbs or short spoilers of the plot if enough people want to read it, or if this blog even gets any followers at all.
I appreciate all feedback and criticism as long as you're respectful. Feel free to send in DMs, asks, or submit anything to interact with me. If you've read this far, thank you so much!
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writing feedback services
A recent post makes me think I need to pursue beta-ing. Both as someone who needs their work read and who would like to give feedback to others. Having some of my recent work beta'd really did help with that– so if you're a writer and you're looking for someone to beta just let me know! I have a pretty open capacity right now and I'm willing to operate under whatever constraints you want: spelling/grammar only, identifying any confusing parts, suggesting rewords, not suggesting rewords, whatever!
As my credentials I'll say it's part of my regular job to peer review reports for my coworkers so I'm comfortable with the mortifying ordeal of having suggest changes made to your work. I don't put any ego into it– if you don't what I suggest or disagree, it doesn't bother me if you choose to ignore it. That's the author's right! My main rule is that all reviews should be positive and actionable (i.e. rather than just saying "this is good, but it feels a little awkward" it should be "this is good, but I had to read it a few times to understand. Maybe if you reword it, like for example 'example' that might help the flow").
If you are interested, feel free to DM me:
I can only beta for English
We don't have to be mutuals
It doesn't have to be a finished draft
Restricted to Cyberpunk 2077 work
I'm okay with dark/mature themes or smut but a brief content warning before you share is appreciated
Rough cap at 10k in length
If you don't have specific items you want me to cover I'll just play it by ear, and clarify with you as necessary over DM
Rough turnaround time will be a couple of days. If I get busy or that changes I'll communicate with you
If you're not sure I'll look at something for X reason just ask! I don't mind :3
I think that covers everything but I've never done this before so I reserve the right to change these terms I guess but I don't foresee that being an issue.
#not sure if folks will be interested#it can be scary to have someone close read your work too#but hey figure I'll offer#also I need to get into reading again and if I give myself goals and accountability I'm hoping it will kickstart that urge lol
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MY SERVICES - READINGS ARE OPEN
hi am here to announce on tumblr that I am opening up to start my online shop that offers birth chart readings, transits and readings of other divisional charts (for vedic astrology)
I am passing a hard time right now in my life and I really need money to pay my bills
along side birth chart readings I also offer tarot readings about any of the topics i’ve put on the banner and also if you would like to negotiate another type of reading (personalized one according to what you need ) I will be free to discuss with you on my dms!
rules are: after the payment please send the receipt of your payment and please don’t beg for a free reading I understand not everyone is able to afford a reading but I also want you to understand that I spent my time and energy to be able to deliver the services you requested me so I hope you can understand my side as well
note: for the detailed reading of that divisional charts it’s a offer that I put that means that I will read and interpret three charts that i’ve listed there. I can also negotiate less divisional charts for less price and also more divisional charts for a higher price. I am free to discuss about it with you on my dms.
I already did some readings, general readings , and I will be eventually with more free time posting more readings and also feel free to recommend me any topic you would like me to discuss on the future
I am also open to feedback regardless of being positive or negative so please let me know about the experience you had with me!
here is the link for contact information. thank you :). please share to help me I will appreciate as well.
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