Читательница встречалась с Кейтлин уже давно. И вот она привела её в дом, чтобы познакомить со своей матерью. Кассандра стояла на лестнице, наблюдая за происходящим, и читательница почувствовала, что влюбилась в неё, несмотря на то, что Кейтлин была замужем.
Прошло время, и Кейтлин рассталась с читательницей, чтобы не отвлекаться от учёбы. Кассандра случайно встретилась с читательницей в библиотеке, где та делала домашнее задание (или какой-то проект...).
После короткого разговора начался дождь, и Кассандра настояла на том, чтобы отвезти читательницу в своё поместье. Там она снабдила её сухой одеждой, предложила чай и села рядом, их колени соприкасались. Читательница напряглась.
После короткого признания в любви Кассандра повела читательницу наверх. Она поцеловала её и, обнаружив её неопытность, спросила: «Разве моя дочь не учила тебя, как правильно удовлетворять женщину?» Я не помню, что произошло дальше, но они переместились на кровать, и Кассандра села at the reader's face and taught her how to pleasure herself with her tongue.
Can we stop stealing writers' hardwork to feed into ai slop generators?
This is absurd. How can you just steal my work and try to add paragraphs to make it seem like your own? You even changed the tense and tried to act like it's your work, I'm fucking ashamed on behalf of you.
I do not condone harassment, but I do wish they'll take responsibility for copying my shit. That being said — get the damn paper and write your own shit instead of stealing from other people.
Especially when you're an mdni account, don't be stealing from minors. You're just fucking embarrassing yourself.
You asked for Caitvi #3 but that one is a very very smutty idea and so based on your intro post, i'm gonna give you one of my other Caitvi ideas instead <3 I've talked about this one on tumblr before I think but I am in love with this idea and I need someone to write it!!
So it's a kind of modern era AU. Starts off with a meet cute in an art gallery. Cait is just trying to have a chill day out on her day off work but some asshole keeps flirting with her in THE most obnoxious way.
Vi (who we later find out is there casing the place for a job) sees this and comes to Cait's rescue.
The whole idea for this stemmed from this little bit of dialogue i had the inspiration for:
Vi says something with Cait's name in it, chases off the asshole.
"How did you know my name?" Suspicion kept the relief at bay as Cait watched her attemted-suitor make his escape.
"It's on your coffee cup," the rescuer answered with an air of amusement that Cait couldn't quite share.
"You could read that from over there?"
"Yep, and your coffee order." The interloper smirked, eyes scanning Cait up-and-down. She felt oddly exposed, the eyes on her too knowing. "You know it's a coffee and not a cupcake right?"
Something in this stranger's tone made Cait bristle. She'd never recieved criticism well – she was working on it – and least of all from people she had no reason to care for the opinion of. Even so, she found herself wanting to justify the drink, frowning at her adjudicator, "I hate the taste of coffee."
"So next time have a cupcake," the smirk stretched into a full-blown grin, but it wasnt kind. Too many teeth, and that look in her eye stayed assessing.
"Do you always hand out unsolicited advice to strangers?" Cait took her turn to measure up the woman before her: relaxed, casually dressed with her hands stuffed into the pockets of her leather jacket, a little scruffy but not unkempt – like she took effort to look so effortless. Cait was horrified to her attractive. Beautiful in a severe sort of way.
Something on Cait's face must have given her away, because the woman's smile switched suddenly to one of mirth and she winked, "We're not strangers. I know your coffee order."
"Mhmm," Cait hummed, still not convinced, "and my name. I didn't catch yours."
"Damn, that sucks. I wish I could stay and chat but I've got things to see and people to do."
The sudden draw back gave Cait whiplash. She hadn't realised how closely they'd been standing. Before Cait could collect herself enough to argue, the woman turned on her heel, "Catch ya later, cupcake"
The next week Cait is at work and is handed a new case - someone robbed an art gallery (how weird, she was just there a week ago?) - and it unfolds kinda Killing Eve style from there.
Vi keeps manufacturing meet-cutes with Cait, Jinx is constantly telling her how dumb it is to be falling for the cop literally trying to put her in jail etc etc.
They end up running away together the end <3
If this inspires you at all let me know! And if anyone ends up writing it please please tag me, this has literally been in wip purgatory for 4+ years i am desperate to read it but i dont wanna write it ya know :,)
it is deeply unfortunate how common ai has become in the writing space on here, and truly on any website to do with fan fiction. please for the love of god, if you are going to write something, let it come from the heart. even if it's "shitty," or the grammar isn't the best, or it's not exactly how you want it to be, write it anyway.
i promise you will improve in your technique as time goes on, but using an ai to "clean up" your writing inherently makes whatever work you just put in null and void. i don't post on here, but i am a writer, so this isn't me bashing anyone, it is simply a gentle yet tempered suggestion. i can't stop people from using something that has become grossly accessible in less than two years, but i can implore people to not engage with it.
anyway, that's all. happy reading and happy writing! mwah
May have been invited [drafted] to go on one of Cait's little "oppress Zaun" field trips.
Apparenty my psychology expertise extends to criminals. I mean, it *does*, given the horrendously degenerate bs my clients get up to, but no body should know that, least of all Cait.
Whatever. I need to go down there anyway, check in on some of my connections, etc.
To be honest, I *am* excited, purely because I get to witness Dearest Vi in action. I know seeing the way her muscles flex as she beats some poor sap's face in is going to be... an experience 🤤.
The way she snarls when she's in the thick of it, the contempt she has for her opponent... god, I wish it were me sometimes...
Wonder if I could engineer a situation where she has to rescue" me, I'd get front row seats to the best show this side of Noxus.
