amywritesthings
amywritesthings
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amy. 31. she/her. i write things.tothestrongones on ao3.
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amywritesthings · 9 hours ago
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credit: @readbeantofu on twt
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amywritesthings · 9 hours ago
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Fanfiction writers be like:
"here's the immensely time consuming 100K word novel-length passion project I'm working on between my real life job and family! It eats up hundreds of hours of my one and only life, causes me emotional harm, and I gain basically nothing from it! Also I put it on the internet for free so anyone can read if they want. Hope you love it!" :)
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amywritesthings · 9 hours ago
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amy... are we alive... did we pull for caleb's bday banner...
debatable lmfao
i didn't pull for caleb's birthday card because love & deepspace is getting so unruly with lack of gems that i genuinely only do dailies for the last several weeks! but i plan to watch it on youtube.
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amywritesthings · 9 days ago
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IT WAS IN JEST MY BAD LOL
LMAO YOU'RE FINE I TOOK IT AS A JOKE and then i second guessed myself before i clicked post now and was like wait... did i upset someone
BUT YOU ARE A-OK FRIEND
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amywritesthings · 9 days ago
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The Destiny Barista - Master List
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Paring: Barista!Reader and Sylus, Caleb, Rafayel, Zayne, Xavier (all separate instances)
Rating: G
Story Content Warning: This is pure, entertaining headcanon fluff.
Story Summary: You have been working as a Barista at the Destiny Cafe for years, and it's always been a job you love. But no job is without its challenges; your regulars always seem to keep you on your toes.
A/N: This creation came from a silly conversation between @humanitys-strongest-brat , @amywritesthings , and @ackerbootytobbi about what it must be like to be working in this cafe and seeing the same five men over and over and over just...wait.
This story is more one shots in an overall AU. There's no real plot - just fun thoughts. There's no real timeline as these ideas I'm sure will come and go.
If you have an idea though, I'd love to hear it! Let's make fun, fluffy headcanons together!
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The Beginning - An Introduction (Coming Soon!)
What's In A Name? - (Sylus Focus - Coming soon!)
It Wasn't Yours ( Rafayel Focus - Coming Soon!)
Come Work for Me (Rafayel & Sylus Focus - Coming Soon!)
Latte Art ( Rafayel Focus - Coming Soon!)
More to come....
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Created by @thechaoticarchivist . DO NOT REPOST.
Reblogs and comments always welcome ♥ Sylus Stories Master List
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amywritesthings · 9 days ago
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Somebody help this man! 😤
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https://x.com/ekaymnslvs/status/1932892981415309406?t=2_AwilvCuUq2GVUFLrRu5A&s=19
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amywritesthings · 9 days ago
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💕🌷My most beloved, Man Mohana🌷💕
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amywritesthings · 9 days ago
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you only writing smut to push an agenda is so funny to me
thank god for the existence of that stigma in particular i guess, else we might not have SU or hotline levi
Ha! Long time readers know that I've been vocal about how technical I take my sex scenes and how much they tend to frustrate me, so I procrastinate. And re-write. And procrastinate. Then read the sex scenes out loud to myself. Then lay down on my bed to double check the limb position isn't confusing. Then re-write. Then procra--
You get the idea.
The idea that sex in fictional settings is becoming more and more taboo, and sexuality (especially in my stories, since I like to think I make my female protagonists as horny as the canons they're in relations with!) is 'bad' or 'immoral' helps motivate me to be less harsh on myself so I can focus instead on joining authors who reject the idea that smut = bad, gross or gratuitous. 🥰
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amywritesthings · 9 days ago
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i actually hate writing smut but i have to combat the 'sex is bad and should not be talked/celebrated' wave so i persist with some kinky ass shit for both SU and DOAP 😅
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amywritesthings · 10 days ago
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HAPPY ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY TO PRESS FOUR FOR MORE OPTIONS!
press four for more options. / masterlist
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After seeing your ex with his new girl at a work party, you take the not-so-smart advice from a friend to call a sex hotline to get over him. Your match? A baritone bossy dom named Levi.
READ THE STORY ON AO3
Pairing: Levi Ackerman x F!Reader (Attack on Titan / Shingeki no Kyojin) Rating: Explicit ( 18+ ) Word Count: 17k Tags: 18+ MINORS DNI - alternate universe (modern), slow burn, smut, sex work, phone sex, pet names, guided masturbation, dirty talk, dom!levi, light dom/sub, alcohol, sex toys, mention of body image
one / two / three / four
OFFICIALLY COMPLETED ON 07.25.2024
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amywritesthings · 12 days ago
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two things this evening as i finally sit down to write tonight
happy pride month!
bisexual people are very much real, valid, and do not have to reach some arbitrary body count quota to 'prove' their sexuality
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amywritesthings · 13 days ago
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Katsuki Bakugo [My Hero Academia] by Tsuya No Uchi
https://tsuyanouchi.etsy.com/ca/listing/4314716756/katsuki-bakugo-art-print-my-hero
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amywritesthings · 14 days ago
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amywritesthings · 14 days ago
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omfg we even got an ijichi cameo 😭
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amywritesthings · 15 days ago
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i promise i'm still alive, friends! here is my face while i go out for drinks after my first week with my job post-promotion 😅💕
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amywritesthings · 18 days ago
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Day 152 cleansing the caitvi tl
🪱 After the dance they shared in day 145 🪱
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amywritesthings · 18 days ago
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hi amy!!
you have such a talent for writing and I love your works, they’re just the best!! i hope you’ve been feeling better amidst your recovery too, sending you my love🫶🏼🫶🏼
if you’re still taking requests for your endo awareness month, I wondered if you’d have any interest in doing a fic where reader does Levi’s hair for him or vice versa? Like just a quick trim or even styling it LOL. I find doing someone’s hair to be such an intimate and sweet bonding moment and thought it would potentially be a cute addition to one of ur series or just a stand alone blurb!! thanks for considering, stay happy and healthy❤️🥰
-E 🤗🤗
HELLO, E!!! So sorry for the delay with this very kind message and adorable request!! It sparked my inspiration tonight, so here’s a little ficlet under the cut (set in the universe of silver underground, because this feels very james/levi to me - hope that’s okay!) xo
pairing: levi ackerman x f!underground city reader word count: 600+ warnings: none, just some teasing & rare teenage fluff set in the underground city!
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“It’s not brain surgery.”
The second the words leave his lips, your eyes — acutely focused on a wayward strand of black hair that’s much longer than the rest — narrow to a glare.
And when your eyes meet his, the corner of his lip twitches.
Smug bastard.
Clipping the piece of wet hair between your index and middle finger, you point the tip of the small scissors menacingly at his nose.
“It’s about to be if you don’t let me finish this up.”
“Harsh.”
“You started it.”
He exhales a gentle huff akin to a tch. “Fair.”
After living with Levi and Furlan for two years — not to mention Isabel for less than one — it isn’t uncommon to take turns cutting each other’s hair. Just like any other clean-up chore, it’s easier when someone else can eye the back of your head for you.
(Though the razor you’ve been using to fade Levi’s undercut is dulling. He might need to start growing it out, wild, like your other cohorts.)
As much as Levi trusts them with his life, though — he specifically requests for your hand. According to him, he’s particular about who holds a blade up to his face.
Furlan has never taken offense. 
Isabel, as always, seems to side-eye the specificity.
You say nothing.
(You always say nothing, especially when it comes to him.)
“Apparently people pay for these up on the surface,” you continue as you snip the strand, making sure it’s even with the other side you’ve trimmed up.
“What, haircuts?”
“Yeah.”
“Sounds stupid to throw coins at.”
“I wouldn’t say it was stupid,” you retort airily as you continue to measure the length of the fringe in his face. “Not when you have the coin to do it. I think I’d shell out.”
It’s grown long, almost too long — if he kept putting this off for another week, then it stands to reason he could use one of Isabel’s hair ties. Even his undercut has grown out, its edges licking the nape of his neck. 
If anything, it makes him look boyish; a stolen childhood returned.
His abrupt question cuts through the warmth spreading through your chest. “Why?”
“Because sometimes you cut unevenly.”
Managing to say such a flippant statement out without giving away your joke is a mighty feat, but you stay strong—
And if the abrupt offense tightening in his face is any indicator, Levi’s taken the playful bait. His eyes narrow in return, and in an act of defiance, he blows the long, wet strand from his face.
“Excuse me?”
“Hey!” you yelp with feigned annoyance. “Rude. I’m gonna have to do that section again.”
“Not my problem,” he replies without skipping a beat. “Say it. I’ve never cut anyone’s hair unevenly.”
“Are you sure?”
“James.”
Although the front of his hair is still long, you can see the way his brows slide high to his hairline with the expectations of a surrender.
“I’ve never.”
“Uh-huh.”
Pursing your lips to avoid a smile, you comb the front of his hair back to its original state before cutting a few of the final pieces, finally revealing most of Levi’s blue-gray gaze once more.
“Never.”
You can see the gears turning.
His eyes shimmer as they take yours in — left, right, then left again — before the realization hits. The intensity of his expression softens, though the ghost of a scowl remains.
“You’re fucking with me.”
“Only a little,” you confess, flicking the freshly-cut lock to the small wastebin on the floor by his boot, “so stop moving before you end up with a cut as lopsided as Furlan's."
There: a tiny smile finally forms on his lips.
"Heard."
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