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ebeane · 1 month

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Yandere Tomura Shigaraki x Fem!reader

///TW/// Somnophilia, Non-con/ Dub-con, Kidnaped reader, Comfort at the end I guess,

Note: This is my first post sorry for bad writing :')

Everything was fine at least you thought it was you lived a normal life nothing really special about you yet here you are kidnapped by a guy named Tomura Shigaraki, that has been watching you for over a month now.

You were heading home back from college until you heard a noise of a kid crying, you go see where it's coming from and then your vision is blocked by a cloth and your head hits the ground.

It's been 1 1/2 months with Tomura now, you don't do much but stay in his room chain by the bed frame. Sometimes he lets you out of your hand cuffs but most of the time he does it so he can have his way with you. For the first few weeks you tried to fight back but evidently you gave up and just followed his orders and behaved. You didn't fight back when he "made love with you" all you did was cry and say a few no's here and there but you gave up.

Now here you lay on the bed that was made perfectly well with new washed sheets that you had put on in the morning when Tomura was away. You're sleeping peacefully since you know he won't be back till late or heck even tomorrow. You're wearing a night gown he bought for you and asks you to wear to bed everyday. It's a silk white night gown that has a bow attaching the front part holding up your boobs. "Pretty for a princess" he calls it, other then that you're basically left naked with only your panties, then again they are way too small and revealing for your liking. Your breathing peacefully sleeping not knowing that a tired and exhausted Tomura had come home.

He opens the door to his bedroom to find it clean, you must have cleaned it as ordered. He takes off his headphones and puts it on his desk, he then tiredly headed to the bathroom to freshen up, he comes back and sits on his gaming chair and plays games for an hour, until he eventually gets bored and turns his attention to you.

The way your chest was begging to be touched and for that flimsy bow to be removed, your smooth legs and wavy hair. He could stare at you for hours. He gets up and heads to the bed and slowly climbs on top of you being held up by one arm. He touches your soft face and kisses your cheek. He starts going lower and kisses your neck leaving hickeys along the way. He starts to untie the bow on your nightgown trying to release the beauty underneath, and when he successfully does he kisses your nipples and breast so gently. He starts sucking on your boobs while touching you. You shuffle in your sleep starting to wake up. He slowly starts rubbing your thighs moving your night gown up exposing your white and pink panties. He rubs your sex in slow circles making you release a soft mewl. That sound made his dick go so hard it hurts. He starts rubbing your sex more and faster making you cum in your panties. You wake up surprised to find Tomura but as soon as you see him, you just lay back down tired. "Tomura not now..later I'm tired can't we just go to sleep, c'mon I'll cuddle with you." Lifting up your arms to gesture to him to cuddle. "No we can cuddle later right now I want you, I want to feel you and make you feel good" he says as he cuddles up to your neck. "Fine but I'm gonna continue sleeping." You shift so your back to being comfortable. "Whatever as long as I get to touch what's mine, not like you'll be able to sleep with how rough I'll be." He smirks.

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Note: yeah uh making fan fics has been in the back of my head for a while I got some ideas of what I wanna write about sooo yeah.. if you guys like it and want me to continue tell me in the comments!!

#my hero academia smut #boku no hero academia smut #shigaraki tomura smut #yandere shigaraki smut #shigaraki tomura x reader #shigaraki smut

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depressedstressedlemonzest · 2 years

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1 for the prompts please? 💖

prompts from THIS post

i'm assuming fluff because you're usually a fluffy loving person 💙💙

Which is "You look better in my clothes than I do"

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Ian was scrambling to get dressed, he was supposed to meet Liam at the school's career day. He had asked Ian and Mickey to come and talk about the armed security services they provide.

Mickey had been doing pickups that morning while Ian did some CEUs to get the hours done to renew his EMT license. Mickey was going to pick him up after he was done and then head to the school, but while doing the last certificate hours Ian had dozed off.

Ian's phone rang as he shoved his legs through a pair of jeans, he answered and put it on speaker as he pulled them up and buttoned them.

"Hello?"

"I'm here, c'mon we're gonna be late." Mickey said over the line.

"I just gotta change shirts, you need anything from inside?" Ian asked grabbing a long sleeve shirt and a button up and pulling them on, making a face at how they were sitting on him. Did they shrink in the wash?

"Nah, just for your freckled ass to get out here."

Ian grabbed the phone and sped out of the room, grabbing his red shoes to shove his feet into.

He stumbled out of the apartment and jogged to their rig before hopping into the passenger seat.

He greeted his husband with a kiss and then buckled himself in.

"You must've been in a hurry huh? What were you nappin in there?" Mickey asked an amused expression on his face.

"Yeah, didn't mean to though, those fucking CEUs are so boring half the time." Ian admitted running a hand down his face, then frowning at the coffee stain on the cuff of the shirt.

"What was this one about?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

"How to properly hook someone up in a gurney and how to operate it. Some of them are so easy and brainless but you have to go through the slides and videos." Ian groaned.

Mickey chuckled, "Yeah that does sound boring. But those 'people falling in gurney' videos are there for a reason. Stupid people bring stupid consequences."

"Oh hey there's a spot." Ian said pointing at an empty area they could park in once they were in front of the school.

Mickey put the rig in park and hopped out of the driver's side, Ian unbuckled and slid out, falling in step next to Mickey who was closing his door for him.

As they made their way inside Mickey appraised Ian's outfit, unable to keep the grin off of his face.

"I swear we need to wash the clothes on a different setting, they're shrinking a little bit," Ian muttered tugging at the sleeves if the shirt.

Mickey laughed, reaching a hand out to stop Ian, pulling him aside in the hallway.

"Babe, you're wearing the clothes I had on yesterday, that's why they feel small on you." He spoke between laughs his inked hands reaching up and grazing against the bare skin exposed by the short sleeves on his husband's long arms.

Ian's brow furrowed and he looked down at himself, realization hitting.

"Well shit, that would explain why I feel like I'm wearing children sizes." He teased giving his husband a nudge.

Mickey flipped him the bird and let his blue eyes wander up and down his husband again.

"Well I gotta say," He murmured, his voice getting low, his hands sliding to Ian's hips and pulling him close, "You look better in my clothes than I do." he placed a kiss at the base of Ian's throat.

Ian chuckled, his arms resting on Mickey's shoulders as he pulled him close, leaning against the wall for leverage as Mickey pressed himself against his husband.

"You know, I think we both look better out of your clothes." Ian waggled his eyebrows suggestively.

Mickey hummed a laugh and pressed his lips to Ian's, his tongue slipping the seam at the corner of Ian's mouth.

"Guys!"

Ian and Mickey parted a moment, turning towards the voice.

"You're at my school, keep it in your pants for five minutes!" Liam reached up grabbing a fistful of each of their clothes in hand and pulling them away from one another.

"Do the Career Day thing and then go back to the apartment you guys have to kiss and have sex in. But don't get handsy at my school"

Liam scolded as he tugged them away from the wall and towards his classroom.

Mickey and Ian laughed, sharing a look that promised less clothing later on.

#prompt sentence #fanfiction prompts #fluff #ian gallagher #mickey Milkovich #soft mickey milkovich #shameless #gallavich #shameless us #cute #married Ian and Mickey #married ian and mickey

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iguessweallcrazyithinktho · 4 years

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Stripes, handcuffs, and some fun!

Summary:

Chris's bed was your favorite place to be. Not because it's where you sleep, but because it's where you and Chris have your naughtiness times

Warning: NSFW, handcuffing

Word count: 1.3k

Title: stripes, handcuffs, and some fun!

Pairing: Chris Evans x reader

Author note: thanks to the anon on my other blog for making me do this. We have no chill lol

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Please don't post any of my content anywhere else without my permission. Comments and reblog welcome!

Chris's bed was your favorite place. Not just because you sleep there, or just because it's comfortable in general. no but because it's where you both do the naughtiest things.

The first time you even laid in his bed was on your second date. He took you to his house after dinner in hopes of talking and meeting Dodger. but you two did more than that. After a long night of fun, the next morning you woke up in his arms, head against his bare chest, under his blanket. You were so comfortable and you knew then and there that's where you wanted to be forevermore.

Now two years later you and Chris are still together and you spent an unknown number of long nights in that bed with that sexy beast. And you were about to spend another one with him.

*✭˚･ﾟ✧*･ﾟ*✭˚･ﾟ✧*･ﾟ*

You were snuggled under the covers, eyes glued to the TV, watching an older movie as you waited for Chris to be done with whatever he was doing. To be honest you weren't paying much attention to what was playing; your mind was off thinking about a week ago when Chris fucked you into the very mattress under you.

Ever since the other day, you've been wanting to be handcuffed to the bed, while he pounded into you tight pussy, dominating you. You don't know where that though has come from all of a sudden. But tonight you were planning to ask him.

Chris, who was in the bathroom, finally walked out and back into the bedroom. When you saw him walk through the door with nothing but his boxers on, showing off his muscular body, you almost growled. Chris knew what that did to you so he did that almost every night to tease you.

He walked to his side of the bed and pushed the blanket back so he could scoot under. "Whatcha watching sweetheart?" He looked over at you, giving you a smirk that was innocent, but it still turned you on.

"Um…" you sat up, pressing your back against the headboard, "I'm not really sure." You chuckled nervously and Chris knew something was up. "What's wrong bunny?"

You smiled at his pet name for you.

"I um wanted to ask you something." You looked down at your hand that you were fiddling with as you grew nervous.

"What do you want to ask me?" Chris started searching your face for an answer, but came up short. He was kinda confused, but he knew whatever it was, you were going to say it.

"I wanted to ask you if you'll um… handcuff me to the bed while we have sex."

You felt your face heat up as you rushed out the last part. You didn't want to meet Chris's eyes because you were embarrassed, but Chris didn't find it weird at all. In fact, he's been waiting for you to ask him that.

"Fuck Yes." He muttered, more like growled. You looked up at him, a little shocked by his answer. "Yes?" Chris looked at you with his sexy blue eyes as a smile appeared on his face. "Yes, I've been waiting forever for you to ask me." Chris inched closer to your face, his lips hovering over yours.

"Lay down."

You shivered at how deep his voice as you slowly laid down against the striped comforter. Chris got out of the bed and walked to the closet. After fiddling and searching for a while, he found your furry handcuffs he got you for fun on your birthday.

He walked out of the closet, closing the door, before looking at you. You had on his white sweater and a pair of black panties. It wasn't much but Chris loved it. Now he was ready to take it off of you.

He walked to the head of the bed, looking down at you. "Give me your arms." You lifted your arms from your side, letting Chris Take them in his huge hands. He hooked the cuffs around your wrist and closed them, not too tightly so it didn't bruise you.

"Is that okay bunny?"

He looked down at you as you nodded. Chris muttered 'okay' before he looped the handcuffed to the bedpost, then handcuffing your other hand. Once he finished, Chris leaned down and placed a kiss on your lips.

It started simply, but soon turned heated as Chris's tongue flickered over your bottom lip before he gently tugged at your bottom lip. A moan escaped your lips as he pulled away. Chris hands stroked your thighs as he's lips now found your neck. He sucked at your sensitive spot making you whine lowly at his warm lips.

“Chris," you started. "Chris, baby touch me please.”

Chris pulled away from your neck looking into your doe eyes. “You want me to touch you?” his hand slowly moved to your inner thigh as he talked to you in a deep voice.

“You want my fingers in your tight pussy huh?” he ran his fingers over your soaking panties making you squirm. You pulled at the handcuffs sort of regretted your decision, but you were loving it.

Chris pushed his fingers past your panties before he slowly circled your clit. You whimpered at his fingers teasing you. “You like that?” he whispered against your lip. You nodded, throwing your head back against your pillow, releasing a loud moan.

You could hear Chris chuckling at what he was doing to you. He sat up and pulled down your panties. He pushed your legs open before. He laid in between your legs. He looked up at you as he placed kisses on your thighs.

You started to grow more and more inpatient with him after the third kiss. "Chris." You whined. "Stop teasing and j- oh fuck." You were cut off when you felt his warm mouth on your swollen clitoris. Chris flatten his tongue before he licked slowly.

Chris always took his time while he was eating you out. He wanted to please you, make you moan loudly, chanting his name for how it feels.

"Chris, your tongue feels so good." You loudly moaned. Chris grunted against your sex at your sweet taste. "Always taste good for me." He muttered. He lapped at your flowing juice, really savoring the moment like he always does.

You really wanted to run your hands through his hair, but being handcuffed made it impossible. You pushed your hips into his face, trying to chase your orgasm. Chris hands wrapped around your thighs as he kept working between your legs.

He pushed his tongue into your fluttering wall, relishing you. Your moans were growing louder as Chris started tongue fucking you. Your orgasm was close and Chris knew. Chris pulled away from your cunt before he replaced his tongue with his fingers.

He thrusted them into you as he wrapped his lips around your clit before sucking. You writhe and pulled at the handcuffs, the warm feeling in your stomach growing.

"Chris, I'm going to cum."

Chris looked up at you briefly, watching your mouth fall open from his mouth. He didn't bother saying anything, all he did was hummed and sucked harder.

You tried to hold back your orgasm, but it was too much with Chris's fingers and tongue. You cried out as you came. Your body shook and your back arched off of the bed.

Chris's mouth didn't leave your clit until he heard small whimpers coming from you. He slowly took his mouth from your clit. His lips were swollen from his actions beforehand.

He scooted up and kissed you. Your taste was on his tongue and it made you moan. Chris pulled away slowly before looking into your hooded eyes. "How was being handcuffed?"

You smiled at him, "it was perfect. We gotta try this again. Now can you get me out? Can't feel my hands."

Chris chuckled softly. "Okay bunny."

*✭˚･ﾟ✧*･ﾟ*✭˚･ﾟ✧*･ﾟ*

I'm disappoint in this. I'm extremely tired so sorry if it's a hot mess

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aewhore · 3 years

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Tunnel Vision ~ Eddie Kingston x reader

*WARNING* THIS IS SUPER ANGSTY (and probably badly written)

Author’s Note: This is my first attempt at fanfiction because people seem to like the prompt i posted of “I don’t know who you are anymore” so here’s the story i envisioned for it!!!! ENJOY

Eddie didn't want the AEW championship, he needed it. The hunger he had for that title is what drove him, it’s what powered him to fight every Tuesday and Wednesday night. it guarantees the respect of his so called co-workers who’ve looked down on him since day 1 of joining this company, with that title he could finally get back at all the people who called him a garbage wrestler.

That’s where your problem was. Eddie had become so fixated on beating- NO! making Moxley quit that he’s changed completely. He’s become bitter, when you two speak on the phone he speaks as if he is being physically burned or tormented by the world he’s created his head. he spends most of his time either pacing a hole into the hotel room carpet or at the daily’s place with the family working on ways to beat Mox. He hasn’t been back to your shared home in New York in weeks, he claims if he leaves Jacksonville he’ll become distracted and won’t be prepared for Full Gear. You can’t help feel completely neglected, as you yourself are a wrestler but are currently out due to a rotator cuff tear but you’re still helping out backstage as a coach as you feel the dynamite tapings are your only time you get to actually see Eddie anymore. with your injury you need Eddie’s loving support now more than ever but it doesn’t even feel like you rank on his list of priorities. When you see him backstage at dynamite he gives short answers about how he need to focus on winning right now but he’s going to bring the belt back for you and how he is finally going to right all the wrongs that AEW has done and that means making Mox quit, even if it’s the last thing he does

You and Eddie have been dating for nearly six years at this point, what drew you to Eddie was his honesty, how he spoke his mind and to hell with anyone who didn’t like him, but what made you stay was how loyal he was. He let you see a side of him that not many people get to see, a softer side. You got to see how his beautiful green eyes would soften when he looked at you, as if you were the solution to every problem he’s ever had. You can’t just throw that away! but you’ve also never seen Eddie like this before. Now instead of love or lust in his eyes you only see torment, confusion and hurt. You’ve tried everything at this point and you’re running out of options and sanity. When will enough be enough?

It's hours before the go home episode of dynamite for Full Gear on Saturday. you’re slowly but surely making your way towards the Family’s dressing room. Tonight was the night you were going to confront Eddie. you were going to give him no escape tonight. He has to talk about what has been happening between the two of you. You let yourself into the dressing room as the guys are used to you looking for Eddie. The room is empty except for Eddie blankly staring at the wall to the left of you as he does his wrist tape.

“Hey baby, i need to talk to you.” you say as you side step into his eyeline. “listen doll, i don’t have the time ri-” you cut him off before the excuses could start “Well if you don’t have time then you’ll just listen!” you say as you dragged a chair in front of the bench he’s seated on.

You take a moment to really look Eddie in his forest green eyes that for the first time almost seem blank of emotion, before asking “What’s going on Eddie?” “What do you mean doll?” you breathed out a sigh as you realize this is going to be more difficult than you thought. “what i mean by that Eddie, is that you haven’t spoken to me in weeks and i want to know why?” Eddie was clearly taken off guard by this as his eyebrows creased with confusion “what are talking about? we literally talked this morn-” “NO EDDIE! we didn't talk this morning, I spoke at you and you grunted back at me, i bet you can’t even remember what I said can you? I’ll wait Eddie '' seeing his face turn from shock at you yelling at him to dread as he realized he couldn’t remember a single word you said to him back at the hotel room this morning.

“Listen doll-” “don’t you doll me Eddie, Jesus Christ Eddie do i even matter to you?” your patience was wearing thinner as the seconds passed. “Don’t say that doll, of course you matter to me! I love you don’t I?” Eddie was chuckling by the end of the sentence. Your eyes fall to flour and you can feel your heart begin to crack. “I don’t know anymore Eddie, do you?” Eddie’s face fell as he scrambled to put a sentence together. “Doll don’t say that!! i love you more than anything” you knew his actions proved this to be a lie. “if you love me so much why don’t you talk to me? and don’t give me that i need to focus bull shit, we both know that’s shit” Eddie’s resolve was thinning as your ,however justified, questioning wore him down. “Well what the fuck do you want me to say then, Jesus doll, This title is my number one priority until i win it and show everyone that I’m the best in this entire god damn company” your eyes started to well up as you realized that you were coming to a cross road with Eddie. “but you’re already the best to me! is that not enough?” Eddie answers the question before thinking “No it’s not, your approval hasn’t gotten me jack shit in this business”

If you thought your heart was breaking before, it shattered with this revelation. Your worst nightmare has come true. Eddie doesn’t need nor want you anymore. “Well then... i see how it is... “ as you start to walk out the door, Eddie grabs your arm to pull you back to him and breaks his silence “Wait.. doll i didn’t mean it like that, you know what i meant.” you were fully crying at this stage, “you know what Eddie, No. i don’t know what you meant by that because i don’t even know who you are anymore.” you pull your arm from his grasp. “Doll.... what?! where are you going?” you stop at the doorway to glance back at him “I’m going home to my parents Eddie, I can’t do this anymore. I deserve better than this, I’ll send my brother to pick up my things. I love you, goodbye” you let the door shut behind you as you leave the man you once hoped to be your future, in the past.

#Eddie Kingston #Eddie Kingston fanfic #Eddie Kingston imagines #aew fanfiction #aew fanfic #aew imagine #aew angst #angst #wrestling fanfiction #first fic #pls be kind #all elite wrestling #aew full gear

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yuusaris · 3 years

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Fic Writer Questionnaire

I got tagged by @ladymdc! I finally got to it! I'm glad and I wanted to do it and I finally have time!!!

1) How many fics do you have on Ao3?

A meager 19, tbh. I've written more on previous websites under a different username/internet handle, but it's mostly stuff I'd prefer to keep separate from my current b r a n d .

But, if I feel the answer is good enough, I will refer to my older fanfics under my digi12 handle.

2) What’s your total Ao3 word count?

34,184. Not a lot, but - I haven't cross-posted much of my older stuff to Ao3.

3) What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

(Will be censoring ship names to keep them out of the tag)

Coming in strong we've got the ever popular

1 - Pantless? In MY Chili's? with a whopping 220 kudos! Rh@ck and easily one of my best works.

2 - Followed up by Nice Face, a Tuck!ngton flavored fluff piece and the first fic I ever posted to Ao3

3 - Middle of the road goes to Dick, another rvb piece, Gr!mmons, sweet and short, it got 131

4 - We've left the rvb station, back to Rh@cktown, with Supply And Demand, a shameless smut gift that I'm surprised people like as much as they do, regardless of how popular smut IS... it got 126, which I'm not complaining about, considering how difficult it was to write satisfactorily.

5 - Last but not least, we've left the 100's and we're on The Morning After, Rh@ck with 95.

4) Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Every time. It's a holdover from when I wrote on smaller sites and also, I just - get so excited when I get comments. Even if it takes me a while, I gotta respond. I gotta say thank you. =w=.

5) What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

Wow I... will NOT be going back to my old userhandle to comment on the REAL option here, I- I'll be sticking to my Ao3, tbh, but I think that's escape was only an option, it ends on a real bittersweet note. I'm not much of an angst writer.

6) What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

I think Earworms, a DNAngel ficlet that I wrote off the cuff. It's just some simple fluffy brotherly bonding.

7) Do you write crossovers? If so, what’s the craziest one you’ve written?

....Not anymore.

...But I will fight any Not-My-Husband motherfuckers who try to give me grief over the existence of, or lack of finishing, Sailor Canada from my Hetalia days.

8) Have you ever received hate on a fic?

Ah, one time, a very very bad fanfic I wrote so people would like me and maybe idolize me and think I'm a good writer - one time someone asked me to not make Yami and Yugi gay for each other, that they liked my story just don't make them be gay, so i replied with a big old essay about the First Amendment of the United States Constitution ands then they said they ship it anyway now, so, they were sorry.

But otherwise, no.

(...but I kinda look forward to it. That'll mean I made it, right? That'll mean my stuff is good. Yeah. That's how life works.)

9) Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

That kind that gives me grief and nothing but Pain Peko.

Supply and Demand is okay in my opinion, Dick is certainly my best foray into this... I am still proud, to an extent, of Yami no Yaoi - people still like it! I'm surprised! - but for the most part, my own gun-shyness about sex has been a real hinderance to any writing of intimacy or sexiness. I've got a lot of issues about my own... sexual participation and that includes writing it at all. It's a chore and a hassle and I want to write out the smutty things I like to think about, but... eh. It's just one of the more difficult things for me.

Tho - DollyFic [Doll House] was originally going to be more sexually oriented, complete with orgasm denial because I feel like Ryou would just be into that for some reason, but it didn't suit the prompt, it was a slog to write, a slog to read, it didn't really do anything for the dollification thing - it had to be dropped.

Though, it is mostly complete and this version can be found in my 'doc dump' tag.

10) Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Uh, DeviantArt once had someone just mass uploading fics they liked and a few of mine got snagged - but I think that was their way of trying to bookmark their stuff, lol. They were really just grabbing any old thing. When contfronted they pulled them right down, so, I don't really count it.

11) Have you ever had a fic translated?

If I have, no one contacted me about it.

Though, it would be pretty cool.

12) Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I was going tooooo.... for Rh@ck, there was a mass-fandom fic that each chapter would be done by a different writer, but I bailed very early. It just stopped looking appealing and it got really convoluted really quickly. I had a hard time following what to use on my end.

13) What’s your all-time favorite ship?

This is an unfair question, lmao. I don't have one. I have a variety and circulate like a sushi bar conveyer belt.

I guess Manipulashipping [Anzu/Malik] would be it, tbh - as much as my others circulate, I will drop EVERYTHING for a new manipula fic.

14) What’s a WIP that you want to finish, but don’t think you ever will?

Listen.

The point. Of my YuGiOh musical theatre au. Is not to be finished.

It is to get me to stop listening to showtunes and ascribing characters to roles and giving them backstage drama to carry out, so I can write my actual goddamn projects and not this shit. This does not work in fic form. It would become songfic, and no one wants songfic where I'm also trying to poorly write choreography that I need to trust will be understood via my weird, janky, repetative way of writing movement.

I don't care how badly I want Bakura to be a West End actor. I don't care how good I could write Kaiba. I don't care if I think my Atem characterization and drama and gag rivalry with Bakura is fun, I don't care if Mani- I do care that it's a vehicle for Manipulashipping, I need to write more Manipulashipping in general, but it's not as important as what I want to write.

And I don't want to write this! I just want it to exist! Not write it! Writing it would be hard and suck out the fun!

So I wrote down an unfinished cast list and I'm leaving it at that.

15 & 16) What are your writing strengths/ weaknesses?

I've actually answered both of these, technically - It's hard to answer, I feel like my strengths and weaknesses are kind of based on what I want to get from it? I think my moods are strong, but my payoffs are weak. I like my characters, but my characterization is a different story.

The thing about being super self-obsessed regarding your writing is that it's a mask for being super insecure - and insecurity means you're never really going to believe in your strengths or weaknesses because you'll only ever think about what people like.

it's me, I'm super self-obsessed.

17) What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

Not illegal, but should be used sparingly if you yourself are not fluent in the other language.

I'm not saying to go out and learn Japanese for your fic, I'm saying that the construction of sentences in different languages are different, so just running full-sentence translations through google will look stilted and awkward, especially to readers who know what language you're using.

I've seen it said that often the 'it's hard to switch back and forth' thing is more common with, like, singular words for things? And sentence structure? Like, forgetting the word for stairs cuz the character was just speaking Spanish to someone else, so they might be like 'it's up the... fuck, escalera, i'm blanking on the English- stairs. Up the stairs."

This is a piss-poor example, but it's what I've heard - on Tumblr - is more often the case.

18) What was the first fandom you wrote for?

YuGio-....

no... wait...

...Fullmetal Alchemist.

The fic is lost to time, but it was just Envy sleeping in. And a bunch of me shooting the shit and basing it off my own feelings.

....Hhuh. Almost forgot about that one.

19) What’s your favorite fic you’ve ever written?

... Okay, I DO have a stupid soft spot for that GerIta In The Arms Of fic - I feel like I got some good tension there, I still think about it, especially since it can be hard to write Italy being, like, genuinely distressed since he's played to be such a dumbass. So, I feel like I got to a real sentimental spot there that feels genuine and not forcibly unditzy.

Yami no Yaoi is also, still, a personal favorite of mine. I also feel I got some creative elements in there and - looking back, I think it's the fic where I actually really started caring about characterization of who I was writing. I think it was my first I Wanna Try fic.

I've already said, If Pantless in Chili's ends up being my fandom opus, I will not be happy? But I... I still love it. So much. My husband hired a voice actor to read it. It's one of my absolute favorites.

Also Wing It does not get enough love, I worked hard to get that feeling across in so little words.

As for tagging my victims of choice are @tenderwulf @pyro-sea, @musicaldeductions and newest victim @bakawitch, as punishment for following me (I'm kidding).

#me tag

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