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Iāve been rereading and catching up on Dangerous Liaisons by @emmysrandomthoughtsā and had the desire to create something for it. Itās not great (as Iām not great at photoshop) but I didnāt want to do a mood board when Iām not caught up and I couldnāt apparently wait. Instead I made this.Ā
If you like Divergent and particularly Eric (if you havenāt already read this), you should check it out here on ao3.
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Her lip was pinched between her teeth out of nerves but to him, she was sultry and coy. Her posture on the bed purposefully pushed her shoulders back and her breasts forward to display her modest offerings in a more enticing way. He didnāt need her tricks. He saw her, all of her. He estimated her dimensions on their first date and had been recalculating and verifying bit by bit ever since.
Had the cards fallen right, he wouldnāt have waited so long. But circumstance and miscommunication had him breaking his three date rule. Where other girls had been ghosted, something in her smile bought her an extension. And butterflies he thought banished were threatening his solid game.
She could not be left disappointed. She knew too much and yet, was still there. He cared too much, but he didnāt run. And that scared him almost into flight.
First thingās first, he needed her to drop her act and relax or his own anxiety might boil over. Rather than pounce and accelerate, he caressed, kissed, and plied each knot in her shoulder with nimble fingers. He didnāt want fast, just thorough. He was done with shallow and instead was sinking towards the unexplored depths in a territory he dare not name. @emmysrandomthoughts
emmysrandomthoughts replied to your post āOn the plus side, I have survived my solo parenting trip and returned...ā
make his ass go out and get it!
To completely overshare.... We usually alternate whoās responsible every night (since critter rejected the boob, anyways). And because Iāve had the critter for the last 5 days unassisted and will have him Thursday-Saturday unassisted, my husband insisted on being on-duty tonight and tomorrow night. Which means: bathing, reading, pajamas, TV time, making lunches, getting up at night (yep, still not sleeping through), and getting up with him in the morning if he rises before the alarms. So while I was at the gas station getting milk because my dear boy is sometimes a little bit of a moron, he was solidly putting in the work to get the babe to bed.
Is it annoying, yes. Do I really have room to complain? Not really. Does that stop me? Probably should.
You think you're funny š.... if I'm staring at two pink lines come summertime, I'm putting a curse on you š
Curse me all you want, Iām on the 10 year plan. <3
emmysrandomthoughts replied to your post: emmysrandomthoughts reblogged your post and added:...
are spongey love mountains included? Iāll be disappointed if not :)ā¦.
Because I'm drunk and you write such nice fic, a snippet I'm likely to keep. No spongy love mountains involved. "She was unprepared for how fast he could move, displace her fingers and deliver an urgent thrust that made her happy to have the pillows under her hips. The power in his movements threatened to push her forward into the headboard, but sheād rather have her neck snapped than stop the overwhelming progression. She hovered just before release, her right fingers stroking down and catching the edge of her entrance. She explored further, enthralled to feel his slick shaft intersecting her body."
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fanfic asks. 5, 15, 17
5 and 15 from a previous ask. :)
15, now, though: Clara inhales a long exaggerated breath and stamps through the house as commanded, frustrated, and scarred by injustice.
17. Oh boy... I have WIP that I stamped out for NaNoWriMo for the Red Queen series and Iām overhauling into 3rd person tight POV. Itās basically, Clara helping her ailing nanny (an old Scarlet Guard comrade of her motherās) on one final mission to find a healer that can remedy her illness or be buried in Norta.Ā
For Divergent: Thereās an episode of This American Life called The House on Loon Lake (ep. 199), which sort of inspired an idea that I fiddle with from time to time. Tobias and his friends are out hiking when someone gets injured in a stupid stunt and they have to break into an old house for the night. Of course, they arenāt the first ones in so they feel a little free-er to poke around in the left behind effects. And Tobias, whoās been fostered by the Pedrads since he was found abandoned in a diner, finds a binder of clippings from his local news paper, all clippings about him up until age 8. When he won the spelling bee. His class picture from a volunteer day. The honor roll with his name starred.
Fanfic Asks
4 and 14
14 I covered already. :)
4, Total number of words you wrote this year
Wellā¦ let me do some mathsā¦
149,513 wordsā¦ on the computer, per scrivener calculus
About 20,000 in notebooks
Total aroundā¦ 170,000 words.
emmysrandomthoughts replied to your post āI have wine and Iāve hit my word target for the dayā¦ Time to get drunk...ā
I'm going to need an in-depth description of the wine currently under consumption...
Well, disapointing to you, itās a red wine. A California bled: Menage Trois. It has a nice balance of fruity and earthy elements without the heavy oak flavor of a Cabernet.
