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my close personal friend hudson williams writes self insert rpf so iām normal actually

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plot 150 words bed-sharing 200 words smut 800 words projecting my fears, insecurities, and anxieties onto a fictional character 9,356 words fluff 150 words someone who is good at fan fiction please help me budget my WIP, my family is dying
150 words of plot seems excessive.
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Hudson Williams | hot n dangerous šš» | June 06, 2026 | š· Aika Flores
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hudson voice aika put on that song that i like.....the get so gay off that tequila one. the one that goes "i get so gay off that tequila"
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The thought of Connor and acting in this show maybe unlocking things for Hudson that he knew he'd like but hadn't had a chance to try yet or didn't even know did it for him is like pop rocks to me. Or even the having the freedom to just say these thoughts in his head outright to the world and how freeing that could be after being a bit repressed and needing to become comfortable with how naturally tactile and appreciative he is with people. (Aside seeing how much he seems to love sitting in laps and having his lap sat upon makes me tear up. Love that for him! Be free, bb!)
During the scenes it's kinda whatever, professional mode, but later in his apartment? His mind drifts back and is really able to pore over the actual sensations. what it would be like to experience those things for real-real in an explicity sexual situation where he can experience the sensations fully for himself, not shane. and also, practicing enough to make the actions seem natural unintentionally carrying over to real life sometimes. I was already comfortable with you but I had to train my body to accept and crave your touch FOR SHANE so that I could portal him and his desire and also... my desire for you is wrapped up in that too. you caught me the moment our eyes met over zoom when I didn't even know that I was waiting for your arrival in my life. I'm not even into romance but that meet cute is insane! what do you mean you all stared at each other for a couple of seconds before laughing and launching into your first scene and your chemistry was tangible to everyone on the call?!
anyway, back to character bleed, now I'm thinking back to him arching back into Connor and what could only be an obscured ass grab at that one Oscar's after-party and... *key smash*
Apologies for the sappy, incoherent rambles, but hudcon is just so fun to roll around in the sandbox with.
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oh yes oh yes oh yes THIS. I don't think hudson came to the show without some experience in that area but I dooooo love the idea that meeting connor really fully threw kerosene on the fires of his desire and so he can't stop thinking about it. like I think all the time about both of them being so surprised at the stair-walk-kiss like 'do people do this?' the fact they might never have wanted someone so badly, so desperately to not let them get through the door, clothes off now, need you now. and they get to pretend that for the show but maybe some of that also bleeds into how they feel about each other. they're joking in cosmo goes deep when hudson's comparing him to food and says connor gave him appetite but, like. what if it was true. ever since he sees those big old arms pushing up on the counter he's suddenly starving. ravenous. sucked a dick or two in his time, maybe a little light pegging, finger in the ass during a bj, but now he's like, I want to taste him. lick down his neck and have his cologne linger in the back of my throat. take his half-smoked cigarette from him that's damp from his lips and suck while he watches. discussing abstractly together the language of touch, letting connor hold his wrist, expose the underside of his arm, the pale soft skin. feel the electricity as he traces his little finger over the blue veins, so hungry for him it makes him dizzy. pushing, pushing hard to find the line, is it here? when I bite your earlobe. or here, when I press the flat of my palm against your bare belly? maybe here, when I slide my hand between your thighs under the table, squeezing hard muscle. when I lay you down on the bed, facedown, pushing t-shirt up, let me massage you, baby, so tense. maybe there's no line. maybe he can get away with asking, eyes wide and wet, can you show me how? watching in the half-dark as he crawls towards him, mouth around a banana or cucumber or whatever phallic substitute they can find. mesmerised by the way he puts on a show, whole body tingling as connor tangles their fingers together while he watches. feeling lazy one night, searching blindly for that line again. hudson with a hand on his own belly, slice of skin exposed, tracing the waistband of his jeans, fingers dipping. there's a movie on but he's not watching it really, eyes flickering to hudson, and the line still isn't there. not when he slowly pops the button, fingers dragging the zipper teeth down. he's not watching the movie at all now, instead hudson's hand as he squeezes himself through his underwear. eye contact, oh no, and still he hasn't found the line when he holds his hand out and connor spits for him. (like earlier when they were shooting, 'come here', warm wetness in his palm). touching, lips parted, eyes hooded, his hand resting hot, heavy, fingers curled around his inner thigh. connor's whisper loud in the room. 'are you close' 'yeah' 'not yet' easy to obey, in a way, though his hips buck when he stops. 'again. slower.' nice to be told what to do for once. is that shane thinking, or hudson? no idea. and yes, he realises, there's no line at all, connor will really let him do whatever he wants, and he wants it. he's so hungry for it. nobody else in his life will understand this except the two of them. and that's fine. nobody has to know except the two of them.
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thinking about "ilya fell for shane when he saw shane fold his clothes at the first hookup" as a concept and it's. really sweet actually
ilya, all of 18 years old, is a thrillseeker who is already habitually picking up women, already living so fast that the clubs and parties and people and bodies are blending together in his memory. there's a monotony developing there and he's itching to raise the stakes: to take bigger risks, claim bigger rewards. and what could be a bigger risk than hooking up with his golden-boy hockey rival? it would take effort, but the high he'd get from pulling this off just once (and of course it would only be once) would be unlike anything else.
so he puts in the effort. the leadup to his hookup with hollander is entirely off-script for him, a deviation from the patterns and routines he's developed around sex. he premeditates it, he thinks about how good it will feel if this works, fantasizes about what might happen, and plans the joint CCM shoot. the day arrives and he feels electric, takes a real risk in the showers, feels the rush of his risk paying off when hollander says "not here" instead of "no" and, later, offers his room number.
ilya shows up at room 1410 and immediately launches into seduction: this part is more on-script, more familiar to ilya, but still heightened because it's hollander, and heightened again when he confirms it's hollander's first time with a man, and again because it turns out hollander is starving for this, devouring ilya with his eyes and his hands, all intense and urgent and wanting. it's so heady. everything up to this point has already been enough to make this night live in ilya's memory forever. they move to the bed, he tells hollander to take his clothes off and he does -
and he takes the time to fold his clothes. in the middle of a hookup. what?
i love the laugh that connor storrie does in the show at that moment. just, his whole face lit up. ilya isn't bemused, he's not making fun of hollander for doing this. he's genuinely delighted.
because this. this is something that he's never seen before. it surprises him. he is hooking up with shane hollander and this is a uniquely shane hollander thing to do and it burns into his brain. its personal and intimate, it's terribly endearing. he already knows he will remember this moment specifically, will return to it when he thinks about this night in the future, like a bookmark placed in a well-loved book.
he had hoped to walk away from this experience feeling exhilarated and satisfied that he pulled off a hookup with the most dangerous person he could think of. he did not expect to walk away from this with a warm, fond memory of shane hollander - not just his hockey rival in that moment, but a real, knowable man who surprised him in a way that he liked.
i think the next time ilya has sex with someone and she carelessly drops her clothes on the floor, he thinks about hollander. thinks about how he would have never thought that was careless, before. maybe he smiles a little to himself and catches it, has to shake the memory off, feels a little bad for losing focus on the woman he's with. tells himself it won't happen again. but of course that's not how it works, and the memory only digs deeper into him. it happens again the next time, and the time after that.
he's not in control of when the memory comes to him and he ends up thinking about it more and more, thinking about shane more and more. and attention is the beginning of devotion. it's not love yet, but it's something like a crush, and it's more than he's thought about anyone in this way before. it's a crack in the persona he's been building, in his protective armor that keeps people away and keeps his heart safe. it's a step off an invisible cliff. it's inevitable that he falls after that.
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I know you donāt go here anymore rpf wise but I hope youāre doing okay
this is so sweet i am giving you one (1) tender kiss upon the forehead (w your consent) š„² i definitely still go here (rpf more than anything else if i can be so real w you. cattle brand my ass w HUDCON in cursive iām a lifer) but i started a new job thatās taking up all my energy rn. i deal w chronic pain that i am slowly working through and exercising to become stronger but being back at work is still v draining. kid u not i am sleeping 10-12 hours most nights just to feel normal. iām really hoping over the next month i can carve out more time to be here because i miss blogging w you allā¦.
barely a minute into d20 and my favorite bit is happening: terrorizing murphās catholic guilt sensibilities by insinuating heās an irredeemable pervert