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Linktober 2025 Day 10: Tunic
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I just finished up a written prologue for my erotic story Violets for Venus! This is available now on my itchio for 2 dollars! 🥳💖
3.2k words, an illustration of the characters and a sauce illustration at the end!
I'm super excited to share my first big writing project! I hope you all enjoy! 🥹💖
“I’m nervous, man,” Eddie confessed, finding it easier to talk now that Steve’s heavy gaze wasn’t on him. “So nervous. Like… I’ve never done this before. Hook ups I understand, sex is easy, but romance? What’s a guy like me supposed to do with that? ”
Steve had dropped hands from his face and had relaxed into Eddie’s side, pressed there together on the mattress, shoulder to shoulder, hip to hip. His eyes were closed and he looked deep in thought. Eddie waited, watching him curiously out of the corner of his eye, wondering what advice he would give. What came next out of Steve’s mouth was nothing that Eddie had been expecting. “If it were me, if I were the guy, Eds, I know what I would do if I were the one lucky enough to take you out on a date,” he began softly, voice like velvet. Eddie wanted to wrap himself up in the sound, feel it drag all along his body, live there forever. “First, I’d pick you up,” Steve continued, weaving his words like a spell. “Is whatshisname picking you up or are you meeting him?” “Meeting him.” “Hmm,” Steve hummed, the corners of his lips pulling down in displeasure. “That’s his first mistake. I would pick you up, would want to make you feel special. Meet you at your door, walk you to the car. Take care of you. Bring you a little gift — flowers maybe, to make you laugh, candy because you’re sweet.” “Chocolate?” Eddie asked, perking up. He loved candy. “You’re so predictable.” “SweeTarts, a whole bag of ‘em,” Steve countered, smile tugging at his lips in the most delicious way, a smile that only Eddie got to see. “Because you’re not that sweet, Munson.” Eddie laughed, delighted. This sweet and sour, this push and pull, this ability of Steve’s to meet Eddie right where he was and give as good as he got lit up some part of his brain that no one else could touch, and it was frighteningly addicting. He wanted more, always more. “And then, Steve?” “What’s the date tonight, dinner and a movie you said? And you say I’m predictable. Ok. I’d take you to a place I knew well for dinner, something older, more established and out of the way so we wouldn’t be fighting the crowd. Someplace dark, with tight little corner booths, perfect for close talking, and closer sitting. You and me, pressed up together in the flickering candlelight, reading from the same menu. I’d order you a cocktail, an old fashioned — sweet, because I know you like it, and whiskey because it always warms you up, makes your face flush the prettiest pink.” “Oh,” Eddie breathed, his pulse picking up in the strangest way, laughter fading from his lips.
AAHHHHHH!!! My beloved @ladydarklord made a podfic of my fic SweetTart JUST IN TIME FOR VALENTINE'S DAY (I'm so generous to share my bday gift with the masses.) I'm so excited for this, errrrbody please listen and enjoy 🖤🖤🖤😭
https://archiveofourown.org/works/62984737
there's genuinely so much to love about the SUE interview, but as a cinephile and media nerd i loved the aside about how artists so often romanticize/fetishize a torturous process and hope that the difficulty will translate into quality.
like wanting to work with difficult directors because it will be "worth it" is so relatable and something that should be part of the conversation when we talk about assholes in the industry. how often does someone green sign on to a project maybe knowing it'll be hard because it feels like an appropriate price to pay?
and i think in part it's because being creative can be torturous (for some of us, at least), and the only way to feel like the pain/the process is worth it, ultimately, is to cling to it as meaningful as important. but that's just cope.
my art from january to december! time really does fly!
OH MY GOSH ! Sorry, I know it’s not that big of a deal, but I HATE that Masky, Tim, and Hoodie/Brian are watered down into “Proxies for Slenderman” like, I really enjoy the slendermansion AU too, but THEY ARE NOT PROXIES! THEY HATE SLENDERMAN/THE OPERATOR AND ITS WILD TO HAVE THEM WORK FOR THEM!
Maybe it makes more sense for Tim, because he’s very susceptible to The Operator, but Brian ?!?! It’s okay that people have AUs, in fact, I encourage it, but pleeeaaasse take the time to learn about the characters you like when you say “I love Masky!! He’s so grumpy and loves cheesecake!!” Sighhhh..
Man, one of these days I'll share my (WIP) Jou playlist and type out a whole lyric/thought analysis for each song, cause I feel like I found some good ones and I wanna tell someone so badly 🫨