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Every unhinged fic writer needs an equally unhinged friend who "yes ands" their ideas and encourages them to write all their most far fetched and insane stories.

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OH

And the dialogue for this panel….

“Why are you following me? That’s enough… The “me” you believed in was an illusion. I’m shit.”

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WRITE YOUR WORDS

Do it. Take a crack at it. Open your word hoard and get the words out and use them. Here is an easy way. You could call this the fanfiction way.

Find your favorite thing.

2. Be so in love with your stupid favorite thing that you need to read additional words about that favorite thing.

3. Read all the words you can find, until you run out.

4. WRITE YOUR OWN.

This is crucial. You must write your own.

You do not need to publish or share these words unless you want to. But write words. Put words in the order they need to be in.

You must do this. Do not attempt to commission the words you are supposed to be writing yourself.

Do not dream of letting AI do this.

Does the blank page hate you? Try writing in Comic Sans. Write your words in unholy, entirely unsuitable spaces: back of napkins, in the comments space of an entirely unrelated PDF.

(The blank page does not hate you. It is shy and a little feral, like you. You can become its friend. Then it will become indispensable, the best thing that ever happened to you, the secret self of the word.)

Write fanfic. Write essays. Write impossible television shows.

Write archival rants about the present moment, the kind of thing historians long to find. They used to call it keeping a journal. Do that. WRITE THE GODDAMNED STORY.

Write the words.

Or lose them.

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so i actually wrote that stupid d/s iski fic...

for anyone who saw this tumblr post, i couldn't stop thinking about it even after writing that outline, so... well, what the title says: i actually wrote it out in the span of the last 12 hours (i mean, it took me less than that, but i've never actually posted anything on ao3 before, so it took me a while to figure it out lol).

Title: Every Word, A Bell

Length: in total, ~4.2k, excluding summaries, notes, or repeated stuff, including the omake. first chapter is ~1.2k

Ship: Isagi Yoichi/Michael Kaiser (implied iski bc dom!isagi/sub!kaiser, but read it however. i can't write smut so all u get is fade-to-blacks)

anyway, here's the link for anyone who wants to read it: link

the first chapter is out now, and the rest are all written, though i've decided to add some socmed stuff to it so the next chapter might take a few days to come out as i fiddle with the css and html.

please look upon it kindly bc this is literally the only fic idea that i've ever actually finished (because it literally consumed my every waking thought for the last month and then some). and uhhhh, i'm sure i made mistakes, but it's not beta read, so point that out to me please.

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kaiser. calvin klein ad. that’s it. that’s the post.

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More side profile practice! Kainess edition!

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the fucked up haircut was for his potions😈

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Kaiser except his rattails are blue worms on a string. Is that a thing

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blue lock smut! idk if i like the characterization i put in this that much but if u like kainess and want me to write more in the future lmk...

https://archiveofourown.org/works/66348562

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*Someone going into great detail about something awful.* "It was horrible."

*Me, barely remaining calm, pulling a pillow into my lap to hide my aggressive boner.* "Yeah, so awful. Then what happened?"

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Going back to old writing is either just like:

1. “Who wrote this masterpiece?! It was ME?!”

2. “Who wrote this absolute shit? Oh fuck my life, that was me, wasn’t it?”

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one time this japanese fujoshi i follow on twitter posted "the bottom should have a bigger dick so that you can watch it bounce while they get fucked and the top should have a smaller dick so that it can go in easier. uke dicks should be big and decorative and seme dicks should be average size and functional" and honestly her mind

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i think all the best sci-fi is the sci-fi that looks dirty and lived in. like yeah we could have space travel and lasers but people are still gonna leave dirty cups by the side of their sleep pod and get weird alien mud stuck on their boots and put off fixing that faulty light on the lower deck of the spaceship. its relatable. its humanizing.

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one time this japanese fujoshi i follow on twitter posted "the bottom should have a bigger dick so that you can watch it bounce while they get fucked and the top should have a smaller dick so that it can go in easier. uke dicks should be big and decorative and seme dicks should be average size and functional" and honestly her mind

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hellurrrr gorjus.

HOPE MY FAV WRITER IS HAVING A GREAT DAY.

hear me out on this one… jerking off a lowk controlling ness..

while he’s a moaning mess under your touch… he’s still so demanding😩

hand job ♡ alexis ness

cw: smut mdni, handjobs (duh), dom-ish!ness

⸝⸝♡⸝⸝♡

You’re on top of him, straddling his thighs, hand wrapped around his cock, slow and firm. His back arches against the sheets, cheeks flushed, lips parted—he’s panting like crazy.

But even in this state—especially in this state—he’s still trying to stay in control.

“F-Faster,” he stammers, head pressing back against the pillow, hips twitching up. “You’re being too slow—fuck, I said—”

You squeeze a little tighter just to shut him up, and he chokes on a moan, thighs tensing under you.

“God,” he groans, eyes fluttering. “You’re driving me insane. Why do you—ah—always gotta tease me?”

But his hands never leave your hips. He’s gripping them tight, guiding your rhythm even as his breath stutters and he whines with every stroke.

“Keep your eyes on me,” he groans, voice hoarse, even while he's trembling. “Don’t fucking stop until I say so.”

You lean in, kissing the corner of his mouth just as your thumb brushes over his tip—and he practically whimpers, hips bucking.

And when he finally finishes, chest heaving, cum spilling warm into your palm, he still has the audacity to glare at you through half-lidded eyes and say, “Next time, I’m tying you up instead.” but he can't help the way his body is still trembling beneath you

TL: @samm1e13 @demiitria @syleepy @chaoslibra @bontenxo @pinkymangacaps @riinniies @samthesimp1 @sapphireluv @s4turnx1 @nevvynev @cookiesandcreammy @rinniebinniebay @ravenbc @kamelika @luvsymai @werfiedeii @mikemsmm @silverwings920 @cyberheartrebel @arwawawa2 @yanderebluelockfan @valexqpt @bigclownshoes @rinniewinnie787 @satorella

A/n: THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST!! AND THANKU SMM, PRETTY! MY DAY'S BEEN AMAZING

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GLORIOUS! THANK YOU!

please stop doing stepcest its actually disgusting 🥀

🃏

STEP BRO?

♡. stepbro!kaiser, stepcest, smut mdni, fingering, dub-con (kinda)

It was always like this with Kaiser. He didn’t follow rules. Not the house ones, not school ones, and definitely not the ones that were supposed to keep step-siblings from doing… this.

You hated him. Because here you were — again — back pressed to the kitchen counter at 2AM, wearing nothing but a sleep shirt and your pride. His hand braced beside your head. That dangerous little smirk pulling at his mouth.

“You always sneak around like you want me to catch you off guard,” he murmured, eyes flicking down to your thighs.

You swallowed hard. “This is the kitchen.”

“This is my kitchen,” he corrected. technically it was his house but gosh.. “And you’re standing in my spot.”

“I’m making tea—”

“Wanna know what I think?” he cut in, voice low, dripping with wicked confidence. “I think you wear those tiny little shorts hoping I’ll notice. I think you like it when I look at you like this.”

You glared, voice barely above a whisper. “You’re disgusting.”

He laughed — and fuck, he was beautiful when he did. Sharp jaw, low lashes, the curve of his mouth sinful as ever.

“Keep saying that,” he said, stepping closer. “But you’re still here. Still letting me look. Still trembling like you’re waiting for me to touch you.”

You were. God, you were.

Your breath caught when his fingers brushed your hip. Just a graze, like he was testing something. Like he knew you wouldn’t stop him.

"You think Mom would believe me or you?" he whispered, leaning in until his breath ghosted your neck. "That her perfect daughter bends over for her stepbrother when she thinks no one’s watching?"

“I’m not—”

His hand slipped between your legs — firm, smooth, sure.

You gasped. Your back arched.

“Oh? What’s this?” His tone was pure mockery. “Wet already? Guess I did teach you well.”

You slapped his chest, weak and shaking. “Michael—”

“God, I love when you say my name like that,” he growled.

His fingers slid along your folds, teasing your entrance, dragging slick across your clit in slow, deliberate circles.

Your thighs trembled. Your hands fisted in his hoodie.

“I could ruin you right here,” he whispered against your ear. “Make you cry. Make you beg. Wouldn’t even need to fuck you — you’d fall apart just like this.”

You hated how true it was.

Hated how your body betrayed you with every slick, sinful sound between your legs. Hated how his name kept catching on your tongue like a prayer — or a curse.

He dipped a finger inside. Just one. It slid in way too easy.

“You’re tight,” he muttered, voice almost reverent. “Fuck, you really are saving yourself. For what? Some boring guy from class who’d cum in his pants trying to finger you?”

You whimpered, gripping his hoodie tighter.

“Nah,” he growled. “You’re made for this. For me.”

Another finger joined the first. You gasped, biting your lip hard.

Your legs were shaking, the counter biting into your lower back, but you didn’t tell him to stop. You couldn’t.

“Tell me to stop,” he murmured, lips brushing your jaw. “Go ahead.”

You said nothing.

He curled his fingers just right, hitting that perfect spot that made you jerk.

“Yeah,” he whispered. “That’s what I thought.”

His thumb toyed with your clit now, rough and relentless. You felt your orgasm building fast — embarrassingly fast — and Kaiser knew. Of course he did. He always knew.

“You gonna come for your big brother, baby?” he purred. “Gonna soak my fingers and then pretend you hated it?”

“I-I’m—” you choked.

“Look at me,” he ordered, voice sharp. “Look at me when you come.”

You met his eyes — cold blue flame — and then you shattered.

It hit hard. White hot. A strangled moan left your lips before you could stop it. Your legs buckled, your body trembling violently as you came around his fingers.

“Fuck, yes,” he groaned, holding you up. “God, you’re so fucking hot when you break.”

He pulled his fingers free, glistening in the dim kitchen light — and then sucked them clean like it was nothing.

“Sweet little angel,” he muttered, licking his lips. “Tastes like sin.”

You leaned against the counter, ruined, chest heaving.

“You’re sick,” you whispered, ashamed. Shaking.

“I’m yours,” he corrected. “And you’re mine.”

He leaned in and kissed you — messy, filthy, claiming. His hand cupped your jaw, tongue forcing past your lips like he owned you.

When he pulled back, his mouth was slick and swollen. Smug.

“This changes nothing,” you gasped.

“Oh, baby,” he laughed darkly, brushing your hair behind your ear. “This changes everything.”

Then he walked out — calm, cocky, like he didn’t just finger his stepsister on the kitchen counter.

And you? You stayed frozen. Shaking. Dripping. Wanting more.

TL: @samm1e13 @demiitria @syleepy @chaoslibra @bontenxo @pinkymangacaps @riinniies @samthesimp1 @sapphireluv @s4turnx1 @nevvynev @cookiesandcreammy @rinniebinniebay @ravenbc @kamelika @luvsymai @werfiedeii @mikemsmm @silverwings920 @cyberheartrebel @arwawawa2 @yanderebluelockfan @valexqpt @bigclownshoes @rinniewinnie787 @satorella @mitsurisupporter @meikstv @mihyas-dieehefrau @ravenbc @greekyoghurtwithberries

A/n: thanks for the req anon (fyi, if anyone thinks i'm being petty, i literally have it written in my rules i write darkcon and stepcest. sooo...)

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Breathing this smoke and itchy throats and being happy