#donotnomiwrites

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Masterlist

So, has this Tumblr officially turned into a writing blog? Looks like it! Time to gather and organize everything I’ve posted during these months of diving headfirst back into fandom mode.

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✨intro✨

I go by Nomi these days. I'm based in Europe and old enough to remember the glorious days of LJ and pre-porn ban Tumblr.

Slow Horses threw me headfirst back into fandom mode, and Masters of the Air delivered the final blow, so here we are.🌟

With both fandoms being pretty small, I’ve been nudged into active participation as a writer. If you can’t find what you’re looking for, might as well start creating it yourself, right? ✍️

Feel free to slide into my askbox and ask whatever you want. I’m so looking forward to it. 😏

The pink ones are still ongoing fics—. 🌸

✨Slow Horses✨

A Fresh Body to Bury

A Night Train Ride to the Terminal Truth

Duck and cover

On my Knees (Under Five Layers of Mud Sequel)

Paris Rules

River by the river

The Moment We all Knew

The Braid

Under Five Layers of Mud

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Overanalyzing Slow Horses

✨Masters of the Air✨

My King’s Crown is made of Flowers

Some Ideas You Just Have to Sleep On

Stripper, Occasionally Hooker

To be with you again + again & again

✨WIPs✨

SLOW HORSES ft The Devil wears Prada WIP

SLOW HORSES this time they fuck WIP

MOTA lap dancer WIP

MOTA You've Got M@ail WIP

MOTA The Animal Kingdom WIP

MOTA The Letter WIP

MOTA Ghost Curt WIP (October?)

Fanart by @agarthanguide

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So, a few days ago, I stumbled upon this treasure trove of MOTA fics centered around somnophilia and went from "I kinda get the concept" to binging them all and deciding to write my own take in the span of an hour. And because I'm a hot mess at keeping track of things, I can't even find the original post anymore (if you know where to find it, please tell me).

Now I’m here, staring at over 4k words of something I keep reading and re-reading, swinging between "Hell yes! Can’t wait to post this!" and "No way am I embarrassing myself with this Freudian fever dream." What started as a cute and kinda hot idea snowballed into layers of kink upon kink, and now I can't tell if it's porn without a plot or a kinky soliloquy without a plot.

Somnophilia was supposed to be the main event, but it turned into an excuse to give pining Gale a perverse awakening. So yeah, I’m living this chaotic writer’s life. Send help. Or maybe just more kinks..

EDIT - Someone found the original post I took inspiration from.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Posting this before I talk myself out of it. Got some major mixed feelings about this one.

It’s not that extreme, but please, make sure to read the tags carefully.

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Paris Rules - chapter 3

He admitted, for fleeting seconds, what he usually only let himself think in quick flashes before pushing it aside—he wanted to sleep in Lamb’s bed. Not with Lamb in it, but wrapped in the ghost of his presence. The idea had almost felt comforting.

*** Lamb has to admit something about River that his Joe got wrong, leading to the opposite conclusion.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Beware—this chapter is a total mess. A long, tangled mess! I’ve got everything planned out from here to the end, but I realized I need an extra chapter to squeeze in the longest day for our unruly little pony. 🐴

So, yeah, this one’s a super long, introspective ride because I had to cram in a ton of… stuff. Think of it as a little gift for sticking with me during the break in this story. 💖 And, please, keep in mind the informal title of this fic is "This time they fuck".