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It's exactly two months until my wedding day.

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sometimes I wonder why y'all are obsessed with specific characters and I'm like "why them" but then I remember that sometimes its literally not your choice you just look at them wrong and all of a sudden they're taking up your every thought forever

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Because of you:

I wear colour

I can listen to Radiohead again without wanting to rip myself apart

I experience happy tears

I feel safe to ramble my inner monologue aloud

I cannot wait to marry you in 71 days.

Addendum: Evidently Fake Plastic Trees is the exception to the Radiohead part.

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Fanfic is a free hobby.

It's one of the last few things we can have as a society that's free. You can engage, for free. People give you things (art, stories, etc), for free.

Don't buy into the consummerism just because it's everywhere else.

You don't have to consume everything you interact with. You don't have to use things, just because they exist.

You're allowed (still, for now), to have things that are enjoyable for free.

Do you realise how insane the world is? We don't have many places where we can just be, for free anymore, but ao3 is. Did you notice we don't have ads in ao3? We don't have pop ups? Where ELSE do we not have that?

Where else can you just go and not have to wait for a commercial to be over or for ads to be on the sidelines?

I don't think the younger people understand, but the whole of internet used to be like this. YouTubers would do Youtube for free, just because. You couldn't monetise your internet presence before.

Ao3 is like a little preserved corner of the internet where the old internet used to be, and it's being attacked by people who do not understand that free things are allowed to exist without judgment.

Please don't ruin this for us.

Some of us need it.

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There, a picture of a 33 year old experiencing peak girlhood. That is what I have been doing.

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Actually...

The past eighteen or so months have been an absolute fever dream for me. Between the deep puddles of slimy self hate, general malaise and an overall lack of faith in myself, there were some wonderful moments.

Highlights included:

Getting engaged to my partner of 8 years. (And being so nervous that I was unable to eat my pre-birthday dinner and nearly shitting myself at Cardiff Bay when he pulled the ring out LOL, IBS is no joke.)

The day after getting engaged I got to see Taylor Swift at the Eras Tour on my 33rd birthday with my partner and my two best friends, the vibes were immaculate, I wore a handmade outfit adorned in hundreds of gems.

The following month my partner and I became homeowners.

I started therapy and finally got a diagnosis of Generalised Anxiety Disorder.

We're getting married this year which was not the original plan, but why wait?

So yeah, I have been...

BUSY.

Where have you been for like 2 years lol

✨ Depression, adulting, more depression, planning many fics, writing many first chapters, getting nothing off the ground, and a sprinkling of depression. ✨

I do hope to start posting again soon but sometimes reality gets in the way of fantasy.

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Where have you been for like 2 years lol

✨ Depression, adulting, more depression, planning many fics, writing many first chapters, getting nothing off the ground, and a sprinkling of depression. ✨

I do hope to start posting again soon but sometimes reality gets in the way of fantasy.

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This whole thread has killed me

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I'll Show You Heaven

Eddie Munson x AFAB! Christian Reader

Warnings: Smut, oral F receiving, religious imagery, blasphemy.

"Do you want me to keep going?” Eddie murmurs, his nose nuzzling your inner thigh. “Do you want me to kiss you here?” He asks, putting his face right up against your cotton panties so you can feel the heat of his breath.

“I-it’s a sin...” You stammer softly, throat feeling tight, skin itching.

“That’s what makes it fun, sweetheart…” Eddie chuckles throatily before you feel his tongue lick a swipe over your clothed centre, your breath gets stuck in your chest dying on a staggered gasp. “God wouldn’t have given you a clit if he didn’t want you to feel pleasure, princess…” He whispers, his long fingers moving the damp fabric to one side, his warm mouth finally making contact with your bare pussy. You can’t speak, or move, you can barely formulate a thought other than how good it feels.

His tongue swirls, flicks and laps each swipe bringing you closer to an alien sensation heavy with euphoria and dread. This is the Devil’s work, the original sin. You are Eve and Pandora, you have allowed the snake to convince you to bite the apple, you have opened the box and now you are ruined and it feels like agony, delicious agony that makes you crave more.

You must have said the word aloud as Eddie renews his efforts with a near demonic growl. “Oh I'll give you more sweetheart, I’ll give you anything and everything.” 

Your legs begin to shake and you wonder if this is what possession feels like, your spirit taken over completely, a feral being, nothing more than lust and urge. You’re terrified of the precipice that Eddie is pulling you towards, unrelentingly dragging you to hell like a fallen angel, and yet you follow where he leads the tension in your body snapping.

“Oh God, oh God, oh God…” A plea, a fearful cry, a joyous offering, the chant leaves your lips in a divine besmirching prayer.

You stare up at the ceiling, overwrought and overwhelmed, your face wet with tears that you had blindly shed. Eddie pulls away from your sodden centre; he looks like he’s studying you before he presses a chaste kiss to your mouth.

“Good girl.” He coos against your lips.

You’re not so sure. 

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Guilty As Sin

Eddie Munson x Christian Female Reader

Warnings: Smut, swearing, blasphemy.

Good girls go to church, they don’t smoke, drink, or cuss.

Good girls only go on their knees for prayer.

They certainly don’t pray at the altar of Eddie Munson.

On your knees in the back of his grubby van, weed smoke making the air hazy, leaching into your clothes like an invisible stain, the taste of cheap vodka numbing your tastebuds to his salty musk. 

He sounds like he’s praying, but you don’t think you’ve ever prayed with so many swear words on your lips.

“Oh my fucking god” “Jesus fucking Christ” “Holy shit”

Your neat ribbon tied ponytail unraveling under his insistent hand, guiding you to take his cock, not like when Father Thomas gently guides you to take holy communion.

You lift your eyes to his face, those sinful brown eyes, that smirk which would make the Devil himself blush.

‘Forgive me father, for I have sinned…’ You chant in your head, with each swallow.

“Good girl.” “Pretty girl” “Such a sweetheart”

His praise blooms in your chest, it shouldn’t, pride is a sin.

His thumb strokes a drop of his spend from your lips and offers it to you, the blood of Christ has never been this heady.

You remain on your knees as he pulls up his pants and buckles his belt.

“Cute cardigan…” He grins glancing at your floral cardigan as though suddenly noticing.

“Thank you.” You murmur, flushing pink like the tulips your Grandmother had embroidered.

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me when the READER in the X READER has a name:

like babe the fic ate but i do NOT look like an Aurora🙁

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turns out I simply cannot handle situations