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thejujvtsupost · 2 months
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My Baby Looks Good On You
I'll be honest I don't know why this came out this way, but it just felt right to throw in some hints of boxer!Toji for funsies. I've seen people do this trope in different ways for Toji and other jjk characters but l personally have never written Toji like this before but I kinda like it! Edit: I like it enough and the poll showed interest so now it’s a series: My Blood Looks Good On You.
Notes: F!reader, boxer!Toji, light age gap - Toji is early 30's and reader is mid 20's, reader works as a nurse, unplanned pregnancy reveal, Toji is a smidge ooc, just a little Drabble to start us off but future chapters will be longer. <3
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Toji’s reaction shouldn't have surprised you as much as it did. You were a little ashamed you doubted him at all.
Toji has always been obsessed with you, from day one he was determined to make you his- and when he finally did get you to go out with him he showed his soft side to you. Seeing the vulnerability of such a strong man that was cold to everyone but you was intimate on a deeper level and the show of trust- proof he was trying, was enough to lock you down for good.
Months and months later that didn't change. He was still soft with you, obsessed with you. He hated going to the gym for long hours- or you going to work because you'd be apart. He couldn't protect you from the world if he wasn't by your side.
So the day he came home to you crying on the couch, his panic was immediate, only for you to tell him the best news he's ever heard through your sobs.
His eyes went wide. You were pregnant with his baby. His baby.
"I want to keep them but I understand if you would rather I leave... it's so much commitment and you're at the height of your career and you have so much going on-" your rambling was getting you worked up again. You were a nurse, it’d be incredibly difficult to raise a child on that income alone but you’d find a way…
He was a little shocked but didn't take offense, obviously you were feeling unsure and scared.
"Oh baby, no. You and our baby aren't going anywhere, I don't give a fuck about my career. My baby's carrying our baby. And you know l've been all in for you, nothing changes that. I’m happy, baby. I’m so happy and I want you to be happy with me. It’s okay to be scared, but you can be happy too." He pulled you into his lap to straddle him so he could hug you tight. You needed the comfort and reassurance.
You were calming down and taking deep breaths, “Are you sure? It’s so unexpected.”
“We haven’t been the most careful, is it really a surprise?” He looked at you with a smirk.
You blushed, “oh my god shut up.” He only laughed at your reaction. “You really are happy?”
“I’m beyond happy. We’re gonna be a little family now.”
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magnoliabutters · 1 year
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• AS YOU WISH •
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pairing: kas!vamp eddie munson x (she/her) reader
warnings: 18+ content, mdni, adult language; vampire related violence & gore, trigger warning - possible hints of s-h; how does miss britney say it? toxic, anxiety, heavy make out sesh, lack of proof reading, etc.
word count: ~2.5k
stories of eddie munson series •  season two • 
note: my apologies for the wait my loves! we love a depressive episode + getting sick. the creative juices struggle to flow, but ii hope this does the trick. thank you so much for your patience 💗
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Your hand grips tightly onto his wrist, dragging him towards the other room. Kas, however, has other plans. Despite your strength, he effortlessly pulls your fingers off of him. His smile filling his face. “Hold on, little one,” he says playfully. You turn towards him in confusion and shock. Your heart racing in your chest. Anger bubbling within you. Betrayal - there’s nothing worse than betrayal.
“I still need breakfast,” he says as he licks his lips. He crosses his arms over his chest, leaning his shoulder against the wall. Just like that, you are reminded that the person before you is not only someone you do not trust, but is someone you have barely met. The looks may fool you, but the man before you is not at all safe.
You let out a calm breath as your body and muscles instinctually tighten. Abruptly, your mind chooses flight and rushes you towards a window. Kas laughs as he races behind you. His hands atop your waist before your fingers even reach the latch. He pulls you back against him as tears fall from your eyes. “Please don’t do it again,” you beg through your sobbing. Fear shooting throughout your head, painful messages to run away as fast as you can.
“It doesn’t hurt that bad, darlin’,” he whispers. His hand brushing your hair back behind your shoulder, exposing your neck once more. You push against his grasp once more, only to be met with his standing force. With a lack of effort, you mutter, “Please, you don’t have to do this.” A smile hasn’t left Kas’ face since you ran. He gently leans his head down into the crook of your neck. His lips press softly against your skin. You shudder at his touch. Your eyes water as you firmly close them shut.
Another kiss is pressed against your neck. You feel his cold breath against your skin. “You taste like honey,” he whispers against your ear. You swiftly lose your breath as your hand balls into a fist. “You’re delicious,” he murmurs as his hand slides up your stomach. Flashes of Eddie, the true Eddie, spring to your mind. He is the only one who touched you like this, will touch you like this.
Kas quickly spins you around. A gasp escapes you as you still quiver at his touch. Your eyes meeting his as his fingers dig into your waistline. “Tsk, tsk, tsk,” he says as he watches the fear spread across your face. “There’s no reason to be scared.” He pulls you close, close enough where your chin crashes against the top of his collar bone. His arms wrapped around your hips. His mouth once again hovering over your neck. His tongue slides up your skin. You try your best not to shake. You try your best to pretend it doesn’t leave butterflies in your stomach.
“Just a tiny bite,” he whispers playfully. “No,” you attempt to say sternly, only for it to come out as a tremble. “Just one,” he says as he kisses your skin once more. “No, Kas,” you reply. This time with more confidence to your voice. He pulls away at the sudden display of strength. His confused eyes upon you as you stare him down. “I said ‘no,’” you repeat calmly. His eyes rake over your face. A small glint of a smirk upon the right side of his mouth. “Yes, darlin’,” he says without missing a beat. “As you wish.”
Kas lets go of you, taking a step back. With his arms ripped from you, you catch your body reaching back out to him. A clear disconnect with your mind. “Okay,” you mutter with a shaky breath as you brush off your clothes. Brushing him off. “Are we ready to go now?” you ask, with an annoyed tone. “Yup,” he says playfully as he walks past you to the front door. He holds it open for you with a huge smile across his face. “Time to get me some breakfast.”
“What?” you ask incredulously. Kas laughs as he waves for you to walk through the threshold. “If you’re not going to give it up, then I’m going to have to find breakfast elsewhere,” he shares. “Not like I can find Henderson on an empty stomach, common now.” Those shudders began again. Finally, your body remembers the danger before it.
“Don’t be jealous, little bird,” he softly says as he walks towards you. His fingers deep into your hair as his palm caresses your cheek. “You’ll be begging for me to bite you sooner or later,” he whispers. His hand quickly travels from the side of your head and squeezes your cheeks at your chin. He plants a rather bland kiss against your cheek, yelling “mwuah” as he floats back towards the door.
You stand in shock. You hate each reminder thrown your way that Eddie is gone. Every time you look at the hollowed being before you and recognize that the chocolate eyes looking back at your are dead. You missed Eddie. You missed him more than anything in your life. He was everything to you. But now he’s gone. And you don’t even have the luxury of having that being consistent. No, you just have a demon inhabiting his body - reminding you each day that the happiness you once had will never return. “Let’s go, princess,” Kas whines. “I’m hungry.” You follow his lead through the doorway.
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Kas waltzes ahead, his movements ethereal. His excitement spreads in each of his steps. His curly hair bouncing as he skips over the blackened veins. He points to each as he walks over them. You note how cautious he is. How careful he is that you do not step on these disgusting vines. Tempting, maybe a way out. Something to distract with. But his smile… shit, his smile keeps drawing your attention. How could it have gotten cuter? The pointed canines act as a cherry on the cake. You shake your head, pushing the thought away.
“Darlin’,” he starts as he points over to the right. You follow him in confusion. Your eyes widen in horror as you see a trench glowing bright orange. It’s depth unfathomable. It rests on your old park playground. You watch in horror as half of the monkey bars are melted off. The seasaw no longer in its place. You would imagine it would be deep in the heat by now. Another memory destroyed before your very eyes.
“What’s wrong?” Kas asks as his face comes into view. His brows pull together, almost as though he is concerned. It’s confusing to say the least. “Why did you show me this?” you ask, on the verge of tears. “Isn’t it cool?” he asks. His excitement pulling his attention. “It looks like it goes all the way to the earth’s core.” His eyes grow wide as he walks closer to the ripped ground. “There’s gotta be lava and shit. I can feel the heat from here,” he whispers as he puts his hands out to warm them up.
“Reminds me of Mr. Burnham’s class,” he says with a chuckle. His words catch your attention as you hold your breath. “He always said there’d be a layer of fire underneath our feet,” he mutters. One side of his smile pulls, as he turns back to you. “I always used to get so high before his class,” he chuckles out. “Made science way more interesting.” You watch him, careful in your next few words. The back and forth between remembering and not is difficult to follow, let alone a minefield seeing as he continues to become upset by it.
“I used to have a science teacher named Mr. Burnham too,” you say softly as you walk up beside him. His mouth returns to flat line with brows pulled together as he processes your words. You decide to peer over the ledge, instinctually grabbing his hand. You feel his eyes on you like daggers as you pull away, raising your hands defensively. Slowly, the smile re-emerges. A weight lifts off your chest. “Must be a common name,” he whispers back with a sigh.
Kas grabs hold of your wrist, running you over across the desolate street. Only a few vines to skip over this time. You see flecks in the dense air. Your mind worries if you should be breathing this in. However, that should probably be the last thing on your mind. Before you knew it, you were in front of the classic Alberta’s diner. A ‘50’s diner where most of your popular schoolmates went. The new arcade was more your style.
However, you could barely recognize it. It’s clean, chipper walls now black, green, and white. The vines entangled it from head to toe. Mold seeping out from each one of Vecna’s veins. You watch as the black roots pour over the high top tables. How they flow into the kitchen, holding the doors permanently open. You wouldn’t dare take a step forward. Not a clear path in site.
“You coming,” Kas says, hoping over a vine and holding his hand out to you. “It’s not as bad as it looks.” You swallow as you slowly place your foot on the other end of the blackened death root. His bottom lip pouts looking at his hand still held out. You are too focused on not stepping on them that you didn’t happen to notice. You begin to sweat, I really cautious in where your foot lands, what your shin may brush against. The pressure building your chest burns with anxiety. Something you could have looked to Eddie for help with. Not anymore.
Kas carefully guides you back to the kitchen. Oddly, the stove and surrounding has been cleared of the darkness. It stands out amongst all the black. A perfectly cleaned stove top. Conveniently unusual. He watches your confused expression as you try to make sense of the scene before you. “I cleared it out,” he laughs. “Man’s gotta eat,” he says as he pats his stomach. He then grabs a bag of some mixture and shakes it your way. “Pancakes. Did you want some?” he asks innocently.
“You eat pancakes?” you ask in disbelief. Kas smiles, his sharpened teeth poking out just below his upper lip. “Hell yeah,” he answers with a bit of a chuckle. "Love 'em." He begins to pour the mixture into a bowl. He digs into his pocket and pulls out two eggs. He smiles once more, then kisses one of the eggs as he laughs your way. "If you eat pancakes, why were you trying to drink my blood?" you ask with hands to your hips. You cannot, will not forget the fear you felt this morning. The fear he made you feel from the face of a man whom you loved before. Unforgivable.
Kas laughs once more as he begins to mix the bowl. "Have you ever heard of a joke?" he says carelessly. His smile can only take him so far. You feel your heart sink as you try your best to keep your bottom lip from trembling. Instead, you fall against the kitchen wall. You grab hold of the side of a table as your head drops forward in dismay. "You alright?" he says with concern as he places the mixing bowl down. You nod with tears in your eyes. Thankful that your hair is covering your face.
"I'm alright," you whisper in response. Kas' brows pull together in distrust. However, he returns to mixing the bowl nonetheless. He pours them over the heated stove. "These first two are for you, darlin'," he says under his breath. You turn to look at him. Suddenly, a pain in your stomach at the smell of the cakes cooking. He turns behind him to open a cabinet and grab chocolate chips. He places his hand within the bag, only retrieving a handful before gently dropping them onto the pancakes.
He flips the little cakes as you stand, glaring at the floor. "I'm sorry," he says softly. His eyes still on the stove, not daring to move. You turn to him, unsure if you heard his words correctly. "When I saw you, I didn't know what to think. I just wanted you, all of you," he continues. "You were the first real person I have ever seen. You were - are beautiful. The most beautiful thing I have ever seen." Your eyes raise towards him. The sweet face returns. Those innocent, brown, chocolate eyes that you loved so much. The brunette curls that round his perfect face. You remembered him - your Eddie, your beautiful Eddie, in that moment. Maybe he wasn't gone. Maybe there was hope.
You let out a soft breath as your mind continues to reel. "Kas," you call out. Kas' eyes flick towards you. You take a slow step forward as your hand trails against the counter beside the stove. Finally, your eyes reach his. Your heart skips a beat, as you convince yourself that Eddie is here. That the man before you is Eddie. Your hand slowly raises to his cheek. The sensation clearly unfamiliar to him as he initially pulls from your palm but slowly leans into it.
"You don't know how good you were," you whisper as your thumb gently rubs against his cheek. His confusion rests within the furrow of his brows. "You were gentle, beautiful, kind, extraordinary," you say as you stare deep into his eyes. "I loved you before I even knew your name." You let out another breath as you bite your lip. Slowly, you lean into him, landing your lips against his perfect mouth.
Your eyes close as you feel the softest lips, the lips you have known so well. His hands reach your waist, pulling you closer. They quickly explore your back, digging into the skin of your shoulder blades. Before you knew it, your arms were around his neck - refusing to let him go from this kiss. A kiss you never intend to end. A kiss you would not dare stop because, fuck, you do not want to lose him again. A kiss so familiar, yet so different. It may be Eddie, but this being before you is also Kas. A confusing jumble of the two.
Kas presses his tongue against your lips. You part your lips as you pull him further in. You cannot help the moan that leaves your body as he grips deeper against your body. The fire between you two burning deep, no matter the fact that you have both just met. An underlying fact beneath the pain, fear, and turmoil you have endured since finding stepping into the hollowed shell of your hometown.
He quickly drops his hands past your ass and against the backs of your thighs. With a swift movement, he pulls your legs up and places you harshly against the counter. His hands flood into your hair as you bite into his kiss. His own teeth biting against your lip, leaving subtle hints of blood and enjoyable pain within the embrace. You moan once more, leading to him growling against your mouth. In this moment, you would give him anything - everything. Just to have a single moment with Eddie Munson again.
What you did not intend was jus that. Kas wanted everything, and he would not settle for anything less.
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note: ruh-row. what's going to happen next...
next part • return of the boy •
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thepaintedlady00 · 5 months
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Update time! So, long story short I need to have my gallbladder removed 😅😂 After so many tests and drs visits we finally got the results and I'm scheduled for surgery December 5th. I'm feeling a lot better, the pains almost completely gone so the plan is to jump back into my fics. 😁
Nightshade Chapter 22 is about halfway done so I plan on getting it out around Thanksgiving (ironic since this is the Thanksgiving chapter 😂)
The Batman fics first chapter is still in the very rough stages so I'll try to get that out before my surgery but we'll see how it goes.
The Blood Wyrm's Keeper's first chapter is also still in the beginning stages.
Nepenthe's second chapter is not halfway dobe but getting close. I'm not sure if I'll be adding more chapters to this yet as I still have to fi ush the game 😅 But, we'll see!
And finally I've been thinking about getting my Resident Evil Village fic A Wolf in Sheep Clothes going again but I'm not sure whose all still interested in that fic.
So, I guess let me know what all of you are looking forward to most and we'll see what I can get done before my surgery 🤷‍♀️ Again, thank you all for being so patient and understanding!
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deepshadows2 · 1 year
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Chapter 2 of High Standards is up! https://archiveofourown.org/works/44712805/chapters/112905856
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stephstars08 · 2 months
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🚨STILL ALIVE II UPDATE🚨
Hello everyone I hope everyone is having a good week so far! I have some bad news about my Still Alive series. I have to put that on hold just because I just don’t have the time to write a series at the moment. I only have time to write one shots since those don’t take as long to write so don’t worry I’ll still be writing. My mom is having surgery next week so my mom is going to need my help taking care of her at least the first week. I’m not going to go into full detail about it but it is causing a lot of stress for me at the moment and tbh it’s really taking a toll on my body since I am having spasms in my back and stomach. I’m sorry to the people who are waiting for the series but right now just isn’t a good time to write it and if I do want to continue sharing at least one shot every week I can’t work on a series that will take me awhile to write so I hope you understand and thank you for the patience and love. I will keep you all updated when I do return to writing the series!
-Stephanie 🩵
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http-paprika · 6 months
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I FINALLY finished writing the next chapter of Bite the Hand. Once I have access to my computer I’ll edit, format and upload it! So be watching out for that notification tonight!
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ellievickstar · 8 months
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i'm putting my series on Hiatus </3
So I'm really sorry for this but with my finals coming up i am unable to commit to my series so i'm putting it on hiatus for now :(
I'm really really sorry to anyone who was waiting for the next part of Between Two Worlds but just know that I will be posting one shots or two parts here and there, again I'm really sorry and I hope you guys have a great day :) <3
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sakounari343 · 21 days
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Remaking an old story of mine. It was called Zenkos, But now its name is Repentance. It’s still following the story of Zenkos, but with a few different things.
What the story was originally about is there is a disease that’s going around that’s causing people to turn into horrific monsters. One of the detectives eventually finds one of the monsters, befriends them, then finds out a dark secret about them later in the story.
Now it’s gonna be about kind of like a ‘better’ version of what the original Zenkos story was gonna be.
I will also say. It might be a drawn series. Soooo yeah
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crazyunsexycool · 10 months
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Chapter 20 of my little love is up to 7.1k words and I’m not even done! 😀😀
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wayvlocks · 1 year
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Update!
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Hello my lovelies :) im soo happy to see so many new followers after my first chapter of Mutiny and Madness! I’m also happy that so many of you loved it and requested more. I’m bringing this update to you all to let you know that I’m working hard towards writing the next chapter! I’m sure you all can’t wait for whats in store and I’m sure hongjoong will be pleased to see you again ;) with that being said, i hope you all are having a great day and for those of you college students, like me, i hope you do well on your finals as we all wrap up this semester!
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bullet-prooflove · 1 year
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Series Announcement!
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So! With the end of my two most recent series, Will's 'Survivors' series and Al's 'Changes' I've decided to do things a little differently.
I am currently working on 4 series - all planned out, some parts done, some parts first drafted.
These are:
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- Secrets: Antonio Dawson - Antonio is arrested keeping your secret
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- High!Joe: Joe Velasco - Whilst undercover Joe is forced to sample cocaine, leading him to spiral.
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- Muffled Screams: Will Halstead - Will struggles to deal with the fall out after when you have a psychotic break due to an incident in the workplace.
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- Past Mistakes: Mike Duarte - Mike realises his past mistakes had more consequences than he realised.
From now in Wednesdays and Thursdays will be series days, however it doesn't mean that this will be one series scheduled weekly. Each series will be on rotation, which means one week you may get Secrets and High! Joe and another you will get the others. This helps me as it gives me time to work on them and it adds a bit of variation for both me creatively and you guys as readers.
It had been an insanely busy week for me and will be over the weekend. So I will be posting next week's schedule when I eventually sit down and look at the posts.
The weekend schedule will be going out tonight when I get a sec to look at what I have booked.
Also just massive thank you to everyone who takes the time to read my work. I have now passed 1500 followers which is completely insane to me.
You guys are truly wonderful and I love all the chats we have!
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magnoliabutters · 1 year
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• STORIES OF EDDIE MUNSON •
SEASON TWO
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pairing: kas!vamp eddie munson x (she/her, 18+) reader
media: stranger things
series summary: emptiness, hopelessness, that's all she has to go on now - but that won't stop her from finding him.
• season two of the stories of eddie munson series •
inspired: to write more to this series again due to @steveshairychest post; frankly their latest posts have left me really pondering some unspoken stranger things concepts, def recommend a follow
warnings: 18+ content, minors dni, adult language; canon divergence, series spoilers ahead, slow burn city, mention of dwugs, internal dialogue/processing, occasional use of y/n, sexual tension, complex feelings, switching povs; rough, kinky, and dirty vamp sexy time, handjobs (m&reader receiving), oral (m&reader receiving), p in v (rough), smut or porn - you choose...
mental health warnings: grief, violence, cannon gore, blood, anxiety, depression, suicidal ideation (2-3 parts), drugs, briefly mentioned child abuse, hostage/killer dynamics, lack of coping skills, hints of s-h, toxic pairing, (sexual) regret, near death situations, trauma bonding and responses, etc.
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parts.
• part one • where is he? •
• part two • the devil of hellfire •
• part three • as you wish •
• part four • return of the boy •
• part five • i’ll make it quick •
• part six • as the world burns •
• part seven • feeling everything •
• part eight • stay a while •
• part nine • the spider queen •
• finale • coming soon
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lets count together, one, two…
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thepaintedlady00 · 1 year
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i hope ur doing ok with ur mouth !
Thank you so much for the concern and love! 🥰 My mouth has pretty much completely healed. I still need to take it slow with solid food and can't do crunchy just yet but I'm doing well. 😊 Moving is also going okay so far. I've mostly just been packing and tossing things out so nothing too big yet, but I'm hoping I'll be able to continue the progress. 🤞
I'm just gonna use this post to update y'all on chapter releases as well. Nightshade Chapter 12 is finished I just completely forgot about it last night 😅 So I'll be posting that later tonight once I get home. Chapter 13 of Nightshade should be fairly easy to finish since it's partially done already so that will also be coming most likely Thursday. And Burden chapter 13 will be coming Sunday the 2nd. I'm so sorry Burden readers! I know y'all are eager, but this chapter is one I really wanna do justice and with everything going on progress with it has been slow. I will do another poll for a second sneak peek to kind of satiate your hunger while I finish it though! 🥰 Love all of y'all!
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deepshadows2 · 1 year
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It is now time for my contribution to The Wild Spread.   This is a collection that I am doing with @frenchpresswriter and artist @lunap999.
High Standards
Summary: Talented, intelligent, successful, and beautiful; Hermione seems to have it all. Notorious amongst her friends for her incredibly high standards, she finds herself in the middle of a sexual drought, with a string of past lovers leaving her wanting. Fortunately for her, Severus Snape is prepared to rise to the challenge. TW: Praise Kink in later chapters. Also, NJ wrote the best tag for this: 'Fuck or Lower Your Standards, Never Lower Your Standards' https://archiveofourown.org/works/44712805/chapters/112498408
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bomberqueen17 · 2 years
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New Work: Fit For Pearls now a series
Due to my failure to anticipate quite how much of Fit For Pearls there was going to be, I made some structural choices, and so instead of just having straight-ahead sequels I gotta go back and fill in some earlier material.
Instead of literally any of the things I meant to, I very quickly wrote this backfill story set in late summer of 1271, because it was for some reason easier to do than any of the complicated stuff I need to do. Listen this is my idea of being gentle with myself.
So I present to you, in atonement for a blank Friday, this nice little Monday update of a standalone short prequel.
The Boy General, on AO3.
Yeah mostly this is me being like “CDPR please google how military ranks work and what a division is” to go alongside my overarching thesis of “CDPR, this book character was described as a child in 1268 why is he 45 in 1271?”
[Here is the quick result of my research:  1) officers: start as lieutenant -> captain -> major -> lt. colonel -> colonel -> major general -> lieutenant general -> general - maybe a marshal?. (in different systems there may be more fine gradations of generalship but there are gonna be like five guys who get that far for it to matter anyway; this is the basic outline.)  2) an Army or Group is made of several Corps commanded by a lieutenant general or general, and a Corps is made of a handful of Divisions commanded by a major general or maybe lieutenant general, and a Division is commanded by a colonel or major general at most, and so if Morvran is 1) 18, 2) a general, and 3) in command of a division, something is sort of hinky. Before you protest that the modern US Army is not the same as the Nilfgaardian Army, no I know, but Sapkowski organized his shit this way too because guess what, he was writing about WWII, at least in part, and people who miss that do miss a lot of the point of the books. And military ranks work the way they do for reasons, but. Whatever. Okay. Here.]
anyway. i still have to go make Fit For Pearls into a series. I’ll get there. Meanwhile here.
“I’m sure,” Braibant said, “that you’ve had very high expectations placed on you for most of your life, and as such you likely believe that it’s possible to do everything perfectly. But that’s just not how war works, Voorhis.”
The mask fell away, and just for a moment, the boy looked at him with huge, tragic eyes, unnervingly pale blue, tired and frightened. Braibant bit down ruthlessly on his desire to embrace the poor child, and just looked back at him. Voorhis pulled himself together after a moment, setting his jaw, and if he couldn’t quite get the tragic look out of his eyes at least he broke the eye contact. “Well,” he said, and it was a little hollow but he was making a credible stab at resolute, “I still have room for improvement.”
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