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As a Writer it’s my goal to help and uplift other writers and future Authors alike so here’s a Masterlist of resources I’ve compiled for you to use for your writing!

If you know any sites or have any recommendations for me to add, my asks/submissions are open!!

I’ll update these as I further my journey & research into becoming an Author one day, please reblog this to help your fellow writers!

Organization, Advice, and Research

Hiveword - A website with multiple writing resources available such as planning, index cards, articles with advice, name and character generators, and research capabilities. The free account offers the essentials such as scenes, characters, and plotlines.

Storyteller’s Roadmap - A website that helps you plan, write, and revise a story thoroughly. It including guides to write specific descriptions along with a thesaurus, templates and worksheets, an Idea Generator and more.

Helping Writers become Authors - A website in a blog style format with multiple articles and resources including writing mistakes, novel outlining, story structures, as well as character arcs and many more.

UK resources for writers - A website with resources for learning how to write with free and paid courses, writing opportunities, and more for writers in the UK.

Creative Writers Academy - A website with free classes guiding a step by step through the publication process.

Reedsy - A blog style website that includes Articles about publication and centered around learning how to publish a book with many tools and generators for writing.

Poets and Writers - A website for Writers and poets with resources like publishing your writing, finding your community and more.

Research Links for Writers - An HTML site with multiple links and resources for writers spanning upon multiple genres, subject matters, and history.

The internet public library - A website encyclopedia for essays and academic papers.

Writing realistic Injuries - A website with a list of different types of injuries and how to write them out including, impacts, and the effects of them.

RanGen - A website for writers with writing challenges, resources, and generators for things like personalities, characters, poisons, writing prompts, etc.

Ivy Tech Library - A library database website with a lot of resources for research including folklore and by region.

How to write a story by Creativepromptsforwriting on Tumblr - A different Masterlist with many more resources about writing, staying motivated, certain plots, etc.

Self Publishing

A step-by-step Video about Self Publishing - A video by Gilliain Perkins explaining her process of how she self published her Best Seller Novel.

How to format your book yourself through word - A video by Natalia Leigh with a step-by-step process on how she formats her manuscript. Her video covers: Page Size, Margins, Line spacing, Indentation, Chapter Styles, Page Numbers, and Headers.

Strategies for Marketing your book - A video made by iWriterly she explains 34 different strategies that can be used to market a book (while marketing her book lol!) and includes a downloadable checklist of these strategies

Masterclass How to copyright a book in 7 steps - An article guiding step by step how to properly copyright a self published book.

Fiverr - A freelancing website where you can find someone to make your illustrations, covers, and even get editors as well as someone to voice or make an audiobook for you.

Up Work - A freelancing website  where you can find someone to make your illustrations, covers, and even get editors as well as someone to voice or make an audiobook for you.

Beta Books - A website for Beta Readers can read your book and return their feedback. It lets you sort and filter your feedback by reader, chapter, or keyword, to get your book done.

Docucopies - A printing service website with a short guide about self publishing, buying copyright, and ISBN references and sites, all while including printing services (10% off of orders over 350$)

The Book Patch - A book printing service which includes Print-On-Demand services or cheap printing services allowing for smaller quantities. The Book Patch does not offer expensive publishing package, and keeps book publishing costs to a minimum.

Affordable Book Printing - A website with book publishing services including printing books but also formatting e-books, Cover Design, as well as Marketing and more

Generators & AUs

Random AU Generator - A website that generates AUs randomly.

Fantasy Name/Realm Generator - A website that generates random fantasy names.

Random Name Generator - A website that generates random names based on the options chosen with the ability to choose by region and gender.

Service Scape Writing Prompt Generator - A website that generates in depth writing prompts as chosen by the genre selected.

Writing Plot Generator - A website that generates plots based upon your selections of genre, title, etc.

I just want to say I love your writing and honestly I look forward to seeing the notifications I get when you post! I was wondering what positions you think are the Nightbrothers favorite?

Perhaps how each of them like to cuddle (sfw) or maybe what position they want their s/o while being intimate in the bedroom (nsfw)? Whichever you are more comfortable with ofc! Love you lots !!!

Ps: thinking about Maul laying on readers chest and getting back rubs genuinely makes me giggle 💗

You’re so sweet for this, your message made my day I swear, love you lots too! :) I already posted cuddling headcanons, so I’ll focus more on nsfw here. Hope you like it, don’t lose faith in me if I flopped (non ironically sometimes I hate what I write) I feel huge amount of responsibility towards Zabrak boys and all of my readers. Im trying to improve every day guys.

The Nightbrothers - fav sex/after sex positions

NSFW 18+

includes: Maul, Savage, Icarus, Scorn, Feral

note: I will be writing aftercare headcanons separately. Andd there might be a part 2 to this one also, I might get inspired to go in depth on the matter.

Darth Maul

Enters the room like he’s about to kill you. The doors slam open, the whole place seems to shake, and he steps inside only to stop dead in his tracks. His eyes find you immediately, and once they do, you’d better hold that eye contact. :)

Then he starts circling you slowly. Watching you, waiting to see if you’ll move.

He knows exactly what he’s doing. The anticipation is half the fun for him. Making you wait. Making you wonder when he’s finally going to close the distance.

And then, once he’s behind you, his arms wrap around your waist possessively, and he pulls you down with him onto the couch, settling you comfortably in his lap.

“There is something deeply wrong with you, my dear,” he murmurs against your neck, clearly amused. “How excited you get when you’re afraid.”

Before long, you’ll find yourself straddling him, caught in a kiss that feels more like a challenge than affection. Maul never seems capable of focusing on only one thing at a time. He kisses you like he wants to consume you completely , yet somehow still finds room to talk. Smug little comments slipped between each kiss, amused observations about how impatient you’ve become.

He’s obsessed with your hair. Always has a hand in it. Fingers curling into it, guiding your attention back to him whenever he feels you’ve glanced away from him.

In general, I think his favorite positions are anything outside the bed. Against a wall. On a chair. Leaning against a table. Somewhere on a staircase where neither of you should realistically be comfortable.

The important part is that you’re facing him.

Lovess that eye contact. He wants to see every reaction, every hesitation, every challenge. Wants your full attention and gives you nothing less in return.

If you close your eyes for too long or look away, he’ll grab your jaw and tug you right back, tilting your face toward his.

“There.” He mutters, “Much better”

Pinning you against a wall while he talks to you, crowding your space until all you can really see is him.

Face-to-face is his favorite place to be.

The type who would choose missionary for no other reason than wanting to finish an argument while staring directly into your soul.

And after all that angry, chaotic, messy sex, he becomes almost unrecognizable afterward. One moment he’s impossible to handle, and the next he’s practically glued to your side.

He immediately pulls you close, curling himself around you possessively as if he has no intention of letting you leave for the rest of the night. He settles himself between your thighs, resting his head against your chest with both his arms tucked under you. If you try to move, he lets out a low growl of dissatisfaction and pins you right back where you belong.

And if you dare stop absentmindedly rubbing circles against his skin, he notices. Every single time. He’ll never admit how much he enjoys the attention. Funny how he shamelessly just claims it though.

He becomes strangely quiet. Murmuring the occasional thought against your skin, most of it so soft you can barely hear it. Sometimes he’s talking to you. Sometimes he seems to just be thinking out loud.

Mostly, he just likes watching you relax.

Hearing as your breathing slows. Watching the tension leave your body. Watching your eyes grow heavy until you eventually drift off.

There’s something rewarding about it to him. The fact that you’re not afraid of him.

You’ve stood your ground when he challenged you. Argued back when he pushed. Refused to run when he was angry, unstable, difficult, or convinced he was impossible to love.

And Maul knows better than anyone that some parts of him will probably never be entirely under control. Yet somehow, you’ve accepted those parts too. So, when he’s wrapped around you like this and refusing to let go, it almost feels like his own quiet way of saying thank you.

Savage Opress

A sucker for hard core sex, but also super aware of his own size and strength. Because of that, most of the time he’s holding back. You almost get the feeling he’s waiting for permission.

If you want to see that side of him, you have to ask for it. Really ask for it. Tease him and challenge him. Push him a little. Give him an excuse to stop treating you like you’re made of glass.

The moment he realizes you’re serious, he’s on it like a dog! Hes responsive when it comes to praise, requests, or even outright demands. Talk dirty to him. Tell him what you want and he’ll become completely focused on giving it to you.

Loves using his big hands on you. One massive hand wrapped around your throat, the other gripping your hip or thigh as he thrusts into you. He loves being able to manhandle you, move you exactly where he wants you, and watch your reactions every step of the way.

One of his favorite positions is throwing both your legs over to one side and pulling you against him by your ass, completely captivated by the sight in front of him. Savage is surprisingly visual. Once he finds something he likes looking at, he can get completely stuck on it.

Another thing he loves is having you on your knees in front of him, both his hands controlling your movements on his cock. One hand cupping your cheek, the other firm on the back of your head pressing you down as he likes.

Afterwards he gets super proud of the messy state you’re left in. Messy hair, flushed face, he literally pulls you on top of his chest and holds you there just to admire his work.

In his mind, looking completely ruined afterward is a sign that both of you enjoyed yourselves properly. Savage likes passion that he can see.

And if you’re sitting there trying to fix your hair while he stares at you with that smug grin on his face, then as far as he’s concerned, that’s proof he did everything right.

Icarus

Loves watching you struggle.Not out of cruelty though. At least, that’s what he’ll tell you.

Half the time the positions he puts you in are difficult simply because they give him better access to you, but he’d be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy watching you deal with the consequences too. The truth is, he enjoys seeing you squirm, watching you as you try to regain some sense of control when he’s already taken most of it away.

Has you tied down against a vibrator, so tightly that you cant even move an inch, he holds the remote while taking your mouth at the same time. Your hands are also tied, behind your back or over your head, you cant move, you cant talk(obviously hes keeping your mouth occupied) and the only thing you manage is to let out a few desperate cries or gasps for air between his thrusts.

Hes not a complete maniac though.. has his gentle moments too, and one of his favorites is taking you from behind as both of you are kneeling upright, your back pressed tightly against his chest as he sits directly behind you, practically wrapped around your entire body. One arm draped across your collarbones occasionally finding its way upward, tightening around your throat; the other resting securely around your waist or between your thighs. Pulling you deeper onto him. Keeping you right where he wants you. The thrusts are deep and slow at first but then he also likes switching up the pace without warning, anytime he feels like you’re getting too close.

If you ignore the fact that he’s edging you, it really is sweet. He just buries his face against your shoulder and enjoys the feeling of having you there. Just the steady rise and fall of your breathing matching his as the rest of the world slowly fades away.

Aftercare is non-negotiable with him.

He keeps you tucked against his side, rubbing slow circles along your arm or shoulder. Ocassionally checking in. Mostly, he just likes hearing your voice and knowing you’re still there with him.

He’s especially attentive if things got particularly intense. Any lingering marks become something he fusses over. Gentle touches and soft kisses on each of them. A quiet praise.

“You took it so well for me” …. “Come here”

It’s crazy how quickly he switches from menace to caretaker. The psychopath that spent hours torturing you, now acts like he saved you from it too.

Makes sense I guess.. :’D

Scorn

Knows exactly how to completely disarm you.

He’ll have you lying comfortably on your stomach while he slowly works the tension out of your body. Soft kisses pressed along your spine, lingering just long enough to make your shoulders relax. Every time you think he’s finished, another kiss follows a little lower, a little slower.

At some point he sits upright behind you, to give you a massage or to play with your hair. He really takes his time with you, feeling your every muscle relaxing under his touch, not letting you realize the weight of him pressing down on you more with every second. Before you know it you’re pinned down without being able to move even if you wanted to.

That is how he likes to take you, slow and deep thrusts as you lie under his weight helplessly whimpering into the pillow. Occasionally he eases back, turns you slightly toward him, checks your face like he’s making sure you’re getting enough air. He’s just such a caring babe, always making sure you’re safe before anything else.

Also likes pulling you up and just taking you doggy style His movements are rough and tough, if you didnt know him better youd say he’s ruthless. A quick, sharp strike with an open hand landing on your ass making you jolt and turn back to look at him.

He gets super lazy and sleepy afterwards, wants to snuggle you close and fall asleep with his face buried in your neck. The same hands that were rough on you, become absent-minded and soft, lazily tracing your arm or rubbing small circles against your shoulder until he drifts off completely.

Feral

Cuddles and sex with him can easily just be called playtime instead.

He’s reallyy bratty and mischievous, loves getting a reaction out of you. Wants engagement, wants you to play back.

Sits super close to you, always making sure he’s touching you somewhere, even if it’s just his thigh brushing against yours, or his fingers drawing imaginary shapes across your wrist or palm of your hand. Somehow always finds himself sitting lower than where you are so he can look up at you with his innocent round eyes and use them to his advantage.

During sex he’s pretty spunky and confident. Loves giving head of course cause it gives him that lower ground, allowing him to keep that angelic eye contact with you. If you grab him by the back of his head and shove him closer onto you, he will absolutely lose his mind. Will still keep that eye contact even through the tears.

Also likes when you just take control and ride him, possibly with your hands on his chest, extra points if you leave scratch marks there. He will be cherishing them for days after, he gets really sentimental about hickeys and bruises you leave on him in general. Sees it as some form of a bond and just loves that you claim him like that.

Physical closeness is huge for him. He likes being tangled up together afterwards. Legs intertwined, arms wrapped around you, your bodies pressed together with no clear idea where one person ends and the other begins. His brattiness never stops though, he starts pointing at some little scratches he finds on his arm or chest and immediately asks for it to be kissed better.

Eventually falls asleep with his face resting against your crotch, somehow he is a complete tease even while asleep. He just can’t help it. ;3

Another part of this au if I could even call it that?

Middle vs youngest shenanigans

Savage strikes me as the older brother type to know immediately when Maul starts sneaking around with Kenobi

You were so excited to learn you'd be with another dog hybrid, contrary to popular belief they aren't all that common in higher ranks.

For once, you get to have someone who understands you instincts and doesn't scoff at your social behaviors. You get someone to maybe-hopefully pack bond with and not have to explain what that is. You finally get someone high energy to run and play with—

And it turns out he's a giant, sleepy, boring dog.

Lieutenant riley does little more than give you a sniff when he first meets you, a sleepy rumble low in his chest before meandering off. Not what you expected, but it's still nice to bond with him.

Ghost, as it turns out, is a great packmate. He's willing to indulge your more hyper moods, and when he isn't?

"Fuckin' settle down, pup." Ghost grunts, grabbing you by the scruff and tossing you to the floor of the rec room. You barely get a moment to recover before 300+ pounds of dog hybrid lie atop you, pinning you down heavily.

Not matter how hard you bark and growl, ghost just rumbles in his half-sleep, tail slowly wagging.

Without fail, it always seems to make you sleepy too. All that high energy you can never deal with settling right down into a foggy peace, enjoying your packmate on top of you and his scent so close, your own tail wagging.

Part 1 of a little comic for mershark soap and pirate ghost :)

living with simon riley is more like living with a large, slightly scary dog than a man.

he’s quiet, low-maintenance - as long as he gets his hour or two of exercise a day. skip it and he gets restless.

right before dinner he appears in the kitchen doorway like clockwork, staring at you with a hopeful, wide eyed look that says “feed me, please.”

when he’s home from ops, he follows you from room to room without a word - your silent, ever present shadow. if you leave for work, he’s waiting by the front door when you get back, like he’s been lurking there for hours.

and every morning when he wakes up hard, pressed right against your ass? he humps against you like a horny mutt who’s forgotten all his manners.

You both meet in a mer sanctuary, you having been rescued from an aquarium going bankrupt and ghost under treatment for a boating strike. You've never seen another mer before, but the strange creature in your tank undeniably is one, that much you instincts tell you.

But....but he's so big, bigger than anything you've seen before! You doubt he could ever comfortably fit in your tank! Just looking at him makes your fins flutter nervously, hiding in the rocks on the shelf built into the pool.

He keeps peeking into your cave, chirping and churring in a way that makes your instincts perk but you don't really understand. Safety? Pod? You don't know.

Meanwhile, ghost is losing his mind.

This strange mer is too damn small, and he keeps trying to ask "are you okay? I'm safe, did they hurt you?" But all it does is squeak like a pup and hide!

Ghost can't fit into the tiny cave with the mer, and his instincts are already freaking out because he's separated from his pod! He needs to protect the weird pup!

....how the hell the workers intend to care for you when ghost is at risk of drowning anyone who tries, they have no idea.

You spend so long in that little cave, tucked into the shadowy corner whenever the big mer swam by. He was just so big! And spiky in places you aren't, and all the wrong colors!

After awhile he leaves you alone, instead swimming laps in the giant pool, chirping...something. you still don't understand him. It was easy to calm down in your cave, knowing he couldn't fit. It was harder to ignore your growing hunger.

You don't know how you'll get food, it's too scary to swim up and do the tricks! Just the thought of doing your usual splashing and flying from the water with the big mer around....no. best not to.

So you hunker down, tuck your tail over your arms and open you vents for the long night. It's not the first time you'll go without food but it never gets easier.

Something thunks outside your cave entrance, startling you out of your half-sleep.

A....crab? It's definitely a crab! Oh, wow! You didn't know there were any in the pool! Excited, you swim out to say hi. chest brushing the rock so you can be eye level, you chirp "hai!!! Helloooo!!! Hi!!"

The crab doesn't move. Hrm. Strange. You bat at it, churring in curiosity when it simply floats away a bit, still not moving. You paw at it, inspecting it, worried it might be sick and—

A loud rumble above you— the mer! You go to dart back into your cave only to realize it's so far away. He rumbles more, reaching a giant hand down to pluck the crab from its place, and instead place food down!

Ah. He must be helping the crab out.

You eat the food, making sure to save some for the big mer because even if he's scary he's helping the crab so you suppose he should eat too. He brings more and more, and you eat your fill for the first time in...a long time.

The unintended side effect of your desk being moved to a central location…more people got to hear what the boys were saying to you.

One morning, Soap gave a particularly loud and proud “hey, sexy!”

…and that’s how you landed here…in HR.

The five of you sat sheepishly in the mismatched chairs (they had to bring in more and squeeze them in for you all to fit) in front of the desk for the head of the HR department.

“Now, sweetie…if these men are making you uncomfortable, you need to let someone know. Help is always available.”

Someone snorted and was quickly shot a nasty glare.

Your face is hot. Even as a kid, you didn’t like getting in trouble. Just being called to the counselors office (it always ended up being for an award or something, never you in trouble) would make you cry, so this situation was highly uncomfortable.

“No…no it’s fine.” You were looking at your folded hands in your lap, but spared a quick glance up. She did not look impressed. You straightened and tried to speak louder, “really! I’m fine…I’m not…uncomfortable…”

Can you just say…if this was truly a situation where you were being made uncomfortable, being in the same room as the perpetrators talking about it would not make you feel better. But what do you know, you’re not HR.

She leans forward on the desk, looking over her eyeglasses to you and stage whispers like the boys somehow can’t hear it, “you’re comfortable…being called sexy.”

You were going to die.

Truly, this had to be your final resting place. You could not think of a more embarrassing situation. Because for all your fussing when they talk to you…it really does make you feel nice. Wanted. Appreciated…not invisible…and they’re quite attractive too.

But now you had to sit here—in front of them!—and admit that you liked when they called you sexy! How humiliating was this!

You purse your lips, “yes.”

Gaz is pulling his cap further down and covering his mouth with his hand, trying to hide how he’s about to burst out laughing. The captain is trying to remain composed as well, seeing as he’s the captain and by all means should be fearing for his job right now! Instead, he’s just smug, crossing his arms and looking at you expectantly. Soap is unabashedly beaming at you (probably in some weird way proud that he was the one that landed the lot of you here). And Simon still has his mask on, but at some point during the meeting he tossed his arm over the back of your chair like some ‘fuck you’ to this HR lady…which for the record is a horrible idea.

She leans back, adjusts her glasses, and picks her pen back up, writing something down on some form. “Well, alright then, hun. I can’t keep askin’, but I can write you all up for some mandatory training.”

That finally mellows them out. “…training?” Price finally asks.

“Mhmmm,” she rips a paper out of her book and slides it to him.

“Harassment in the workplace…” he reads out.

That’s the final straw, your face falls into your hands to hide your embarrassment. “I’m fine!” You mumble out behind them.

“That well may be, sweetheart, but you’ll still be going to this training.”

And that’s how you find yourself here. In a damp room in the basement on a Saturday. Like this is some adult version of detention and you’re all the fucked up Breakfast Club replacements.

The instructor doesn’t look like he wants to be here either as he pulls the projector screen up and down trying to get it to stick in the right position.

On…a different note. This is the first time you’ve seen the boys out of uniform. And as much as you do love the uniform…there’s certainly an appeal to their civvies. Something about Simon Riley in a leather jacket and the captain in a brown Carharrt is invoking images of motorcycles and early mornings on a farm…

“Good morning, sweet’eart,” Price snaps you out of your reverie, placing a to-go cup in front of you.

“Uh, uh! No pet names! We will be covering that!” The instructor briefly looks up from his computer and points a finger at John.

Price shoots him a side-eye before just looking back at you.

You stare at the cup like you’ve never seen one before. “Did…did you bring me coffee?”

“In fact, I did.” Again, his stupid smug mug is back…but still, you are very grateful.

“Thank you.” You say reluctantly.

Despite the size of the table in this presentation room, the boys fill in the seats immediately next to you, which you’re sure concerns the instructor.

Again, Simon’s arm somehow finds its way onto the back of your chair, which earns him a glare.

The instructor goes over the basics of what counts as harassment and where to report it before he gets to an activity portion where you need the brainstorm some examples.

Soap raises his hand and you’re already preparing for the worst. “So…for example…if I was to tell the wee bird that those jeans do wonders for—“

“Yes! Sergeant…that would count.” He cuts him off.

Soap just nods like he deeply understands, “right, yes, that makes sense.”

“And if I were to—hypothetically—ask the sweet thing on a date—“ Kyle joins in on the torture of the instructor.

“Yes! That would be inappropriate!”

Every suggestion you’re sinking further into your seat with your mind sent reeling. Would Kyle actually ask you out? Would any of them?

“Is it safe to assume touching is off the table?” Simon sneaks his arm off your chair and onto your shoulders.

“It is! Remove that arm, young man!”

“Right…so just to clarify…no calling our sweetheart, sweetheart.” John jumps in.

“No! You just did it, captain! Have any of you been paying attention?” He looks on the verge of a heart attack.

“Oh, yes we have. We were just making sure we understood.” John gives him his shit-eating grin and suddenly the boys are all on their best behaviors.

For the rest of the seminar, no complements, no touches, no innuendos. You’re almost inclined to believe you imagined the whole thing.

The instructor wraps up, giving you all the green-light, and seeming very proud of the progress they made.

Finally, he makes his exit.

Immediatley, they’re on you like vultures.

Simon’s arm wraps back around your shoulders while John picks up your cup to throw away. Kyle shoulders your bag and Johnny grabs your coat for you.

“So…what’re you doing after this?”

Oh they’re so not stopping.

Halloween round 2 👻🧼

MOODBOARD · AO3

You can’t remember wanting anything with ease. Certainly not the man of your dreams.

or: the anxious avoidant au

tags: Size Difference, Size Kink, Explicit Sexual Content, AFAB Reader, Mildly Dubious Consent, Anxious Avoidant Character, Coffee Shop AU, Strangers to Lovers

You can’t remember wanting anything with ease.

It always hurts in that big, bright way, like a thousand sticks of dynamite blowing a tunnel open through a mountain, giving you a way to pass to the other side. Like whispering the same wish over and over again until your lips go numb and your voice goes hoarse, your plea still unheard after all these years.

Yeah!!!! Love me some ghostgazreader where ghost can just completely let go because he trusts you both to take care of him🥺

He would never usually be so vulnerable where he isn't leading in some way, but with you he goes soft and pliant, exposes his belly to you. Ghosts favorite positions are the ones where he can just lie there.

Of course you and gaz love that fact. Between the three of you gaz wants the most control in bed, so having two partners more than happy to follow his direction? Dream come true.

Sometimes, when gaz isn't feeling all himself and doesn't want to directly participate, he sits himself on the nice comfy chair in the living room and tells you exactly how to touch ghost. Sucking him off, riding him, fingering him until he cries...