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study of the first shoes on the new balance website.
The fact Sega used to have offices here in Australia, and the fact they released a special edition of Yakuza 4 here which included a calander that had character birthdays they'd never mentioned before AND YET I cannot get my grubby little hands on it...
love how i’ve powered through my biology class so much lately that i’m a month ahead of an 8 week class with an A, i’ve done 15 chapters’ worth of notes and homework, taken several assessments, and done almost all the labs without batting an eye, but as soon as i have to write one paragraph (not a lab write up, a paragraph) about the theory surrounding DNA, i lose momentum instantly. my prof literally explains everything he wants in the paragraph and it’s easy enough but eugh.
I SAW ONE OF MY POSTS IN THE WILD AS SOMEONE'S HEADER HOLY SHIT
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#5
In Name Only
Chapter Four: The Beginning & the End
Author’s Note. Chapter One. Chapter Two. Chapter Three. Chapter Four.
All my work is 18+.
I understand why Troy was razed when I look into your eyes, because you whisper my name, you touch me like I'm the holy grail, and I feel strong enough to overthrow the gods.- Abby S
Irulan had never hated Paul more the entire two and a half years she’d known him than she did when she was giving birth to his child.
It was rather awkward to give birth with his mother present, of all people, but she’d grown somewhat close to Lady Jessica, even confiding in the older woman about Paul’s treatment of her.
Still, her husband’s mother was better than a male doctor. She didn’t care how irrational it was, but she was absolutely certain that if she saw a man just then, she’d thrash him.
Presently, she was standing in her shift with her hands pressed flat against a wall, her face and body drenched in sweat.
Another contraction hit, and she let out a scream that could’ve shattered glass.
“Deep breaths, Irulan,” Lady Jessica encouraged gently. She put a hand on her stomach, clenching her eyes shut and trying her best to follow instructions.
Another hit, and she screamed again.
“They’re less than five minutes apart now,” Lady Jessica told her. “Let’s move you to the chair.”
She helped Irulan waddle over to the birthing chair, and at that exact moment, there was an urgent knocking on the door.
“Not now,” Lady Jessica said firmly. “We’re not to be disturbed.
“B- but my lady,” came the voice of one of her handmaidens as Irulan lowered herself into the chair with a groan of pain.
Another contraction was coming. She could feel it.
“He’s here, he’s coming up the stairs right now-“
“I said,” Irulan heaved, “I don’t want a doctor!”
Lady Jessica paused, her hand still gently holding Irulan’s arm.
“I don’t think it’s a doctor,” she said.
Before Irulan could ask what the hell the older woman was talking about, another contraction hit, and she screamed, clutching the arms of the chair so tightly her knuckles turned white.
She was too busy screaming to hear the shout of her name, or the bounding footsteps nearing the door.
What she did hear, however, was her husband’s yell of, “step aside! Let me pass!”
Irulan had given explicit instructions to not let anyone through unless she alone allowed it.
The only person whose orders held more weight than hers was Paul.
“How did he even know?” she groaned miserably.
“I sent word to him,” her mother-in-law confessed. Irulan whipped her head around, eyes wide. “I’m sorry, dear. He’s my son.”
“I can’t see him,” she pleaded, her chest heaving. “Get him out of here. Please.”
Lady Jessica opened her mouth to reply, but at that moment, Paul shouted, “I don’t care what she told you! Let me through!” and burst through the door moments later.
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66 notes - Posted January 15, 2022
#4
You Leave Me Like an Addict (Always Wanting More)
So I accidentally wrote this self-indulgent alternate ending to Pros & Cons where I put all my kinks into a blender and hit purée and this is what came out enjoy
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All my work is 18+.
There’s a hole inside of me the shape of you. My love isn’t lost; it’s all I got, and I feel too much unless I’m riding the super fade, riding the super fade. I should’ve known better, I should’ve known better; I should’ve tried to sing about anything but you, I should’ve tried to sing about anything but you. I should’ve tried to go to sleep thinking ‘bout anything else in the world but you.- Fall Out Boy, Super Fade
“Babydoll—“ her FWB started, taking a step towards her with a hand outstretched.
“Don’t fucking touch me,” Lea snapped vehemently. “Don’t you fucking dare. And don’t call me that. Don’t call me anything.”
“Lea,” Tim said, looking like he might cry, “don’t throw away what we have over something like this—“
“Something like this?” she snarled. “This was the most disrespectful, fucked up thing you could’ve possibly done. We have nothing.”
“We weren’t exclusive,” he reminded her. “If I’d have known you wanted to be, of course I— I mean, I do love you, I just didn’t think—“
“No, you didn’t think,” she said lowly. “You didn’t think about me when the first girl kissed you, or the second. You didn’t think about me when you put your arms around their waists, one right after the other—the same way you’ve always done with me!—and led them back to your hotel.”
“I’m sorry,” Tim said softly. “I wasn’t sober, sweetheart.”
She snapped, “Don’t call me that,” but he continued.
“I was drunk and I was high,” he told her. “I never would’ve touched them otherwise. I never would’ve touched them regardless if I’d known you didn’t want me to.”
“Why would you ever think I’d be okay with that?” she asked, tears trickling down her cheeks. “You were my best friend. I trusted you, Tim. I trusted you with my virginity and my body and my heart and— and my fucking soul and I… I loved you.”
His expression crumpled.
“I’m still your best friend,” he attempted to assure her. “I want you to love me.”
“Yeah, well, I don’t want to love you anymore,” Lea hissed. “I don’t want anything to do with you anymore. I never want to see you again.”
“You’re leaving me?”
“We were never really together, remember?” she reminded him, a bitter smile on her face.
“I want to be.”
He took a step towards her.
Lea scoffed, rolling her eyes. “I don’t give a shit what you think you want, Chalamet. You’re not in love with me. Not really. I don’t know what you’re playing at, and I’m doing my best not to care. Sleep with whoever you want.”
She turned and strode towards the elevator of his penthouse.
“I want you,” he snapped, striding towards her. “I don’t want anyone else. Do you know why I fucked them? Hmm?”
Tim gripped her wrist, spinning her around forcefully. She glared viciously at him and tried to wrench herself away, but his hold on her was too strong.
Typical, really.
“I fucked them,” he went on, his voice low, “because you weren’t there. They were a fucking substitute for the person I actually wanted. I don’t normally do that sort of thing, either, you know that—“
She scoffed again, continuing to attempt to yank her wrist from his grasp. “Like either of them were your first hookup. I know what those A-List parties are like, Mr. Hollywood. How many women have you slept with, hm? How many men?”
“No men,” he told her instantly. “I don’t sleep with men. It was only ever girls. And I honestly don’t know how many. It could be fifty, it could be a hundred. I don’t know. I haven’t kept track.”
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88 notes - Posted May 12, 2022
#3
Fic masterlist
I guess I have enough fics to do a masterlist, so… here, I guess. It’s all, and I do mean all, 18+. More in the process of being written; I post when I’m done (with the exception of fun previews I do cause I’m feeling nice). Don’t read it in a church. Graphic smut, viewer discretion advised, blah blah blah. This is all related to Timothée Chalamet, full disclosure. If there are/will be different ships, I will specify which fic contains which ship. To be added to my tag list, ask. You may also request advance copies of the various fics I have partially written if you so choose.
ALSO! I HAVE A DISCORD SERVER! If you’re into this shit, here’s a place to discuss it. 18+ though, as is everything I write.
Anyway yeah here’s my writing
RPF (Timothée Chalamet)
The Pros & Cons of Falling In Love
You Leave Me Like an Addict (Always Wanting More)- alternate ending to Pros & Cons
Ready or Not
Title of Your Sex Tape
Number Nine
Little Women (AmyLaurie)
Lost in Translation
Dune
In Name Only (PaulIrulan)
Confessions of an Imperial Concubine (Paul x OC)
Keep Your Enemies (Paul x OC)
Good to You (Paul x OC)
95 notes - Posted March 28, 2022
#2
Title of Your Sex Tape
Chapter Two: Skin Pressed Against Me Tight
AO3 one two three four
Yes, chapter two has arrived. Sorry it’s so short. Happy birthday Lea (she’s 21 today!).
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I feel so untouched, and I want you so much that I just can't resist you. It's not enough to say that I miss you. I feel so untouched right now; need you so much.-The Veronicas, Untouched
If anyone had asked Lea how long she sat on that couch, she wouldn’t have been able to give any answer at all.
Suddenly, after an indeterminate amount of time, the door burst open, and Tim came skidding to a halt. His robe—he must’ve gotten another; the one he’d been wearing before was still laying at her feet—was hanging off his bony shoulders and he was still tying it around his waist, his hair looked very much like he’d just had sex, possibly even multiple times, which was very likely because he had done exactly that.
His face split into a heartstopping grin. “You stayed,” Tim said breathlessly.
Lea blinked at him.
“You…” She gulped. “You asked me to.”
He grinned, strolling over to her, his movements casual. “You’ll be at the next shoot, right?”
“Um.” Another gulp. “I dunno, they said it was a one time thing…” Her voice was soft, hesitant. It was hard to imagine that not too long ago, she had had this beautiful man’s you-know-what in her hand.
“Consider this an offer for a permanent position, then,” he said with another grin.
Floored by this, Lea was silently gaping at him.
“If you’d be interested, I mean,” he added hastily. She still didn’t speak, so he went on, “What did they offer you? I’ll make them pay you double.”
“Dou-“ she sputtered. “There’s no need for that much of an increase, three hundred is more than enough—“
“Fine, four hundred fifty, then,” he waved her off. “That’s as low as I’m going.”
“There’s really no need for an increase at all,” she squeaked.
“You deserve it,” Tim informed her.
She blinked at him. “You just met me.”
“Yes,” he agreed patiently, “and I already know you deserve it.”
As Lea continued to blink at him with wide, shocked eyes, the silence between them stretched on. He was just standing there, grinning at her, looking perfectly content to rock back and forth on the balls of his bare feet.
Finally, she stood, brushing herself off and absentmindedly patting her thighs. “So, um…” She gulped nervously.
He was so tall.
“Are we done, then?” she finished.
His grin morphed into a smirk and he said, “For now.”
Stepping hesitantly towards the door (which she’d have to maneuver around him to get to), Lea found he loomed over her even more the closer she was to him.
“What days do you have school?” he asked as she neared him.
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145 notes - Posted May 1, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
Title of Your Sex Tape
Chapter One: I Want To Hold You Close
AO3 one two three four
All my work is 18+.
As promised, here is chapter one of the pornstar au! Some background info. This fic would not be possible without the help of my dear friends @meetmyothersouls and @alexagirlie!
Regarding this fic, just general background info:
Basically, instead of going into full on acting, Tim becomes a pornstar when he's about twenty. He's instantly massively popular and has won several awards over the past five or so years. He's interested in regular acting, of course, and otherwise, his background is still the same.
Bit of info about doing porn that I got directly from the source: it doesn't feel sexual. It doesn't even feel like you're having sex. There's a lot of other people in the room, and it's like you're filming a movie. It's acting. That's it. Plenty of pornstars are in monogamous relationships, it's a whole thing. That's not going to be the endgame here, but it is possible. And yes, I do know that fluffers may or may not exist. We're assuming they do don't worry about it.
Also, fair warning: due to the nature of his profession in this one, this fic does contain him having sex with other people (for porn. He does not have sex with anyone who isn't her for his own personal enjoyment, nor does the sex between him and the other women mean anything to him). I realize that that may not be everyone's jam, and that's totally fine. The sex he has with other people will not be described in explicit detail, and it's pretty standard stuff. He doesn't do anything particularly icky, in my opinion (like. Standard PIV stuff. No butt stuff), and it's only with women. He is not dating anyone exclusively at the beginning of the fic, though I imagine he probably sleeps around the normal amount for a guy his age. How many cishet men in their twenties of your acquaintance do you think would refuse regular sex with any woman they'd like if the opportunity arose? Not very many, is my guess. He doesn't sleep with anyone in a relationship, nor has he slept with anyone else outside of work when he himself was in a relationship. So... yeah.
If you want on the tag list hit me up, currently it’s @ellamaianderson and @mxciscastleintheair. Hope you guys enjoy.
OKAY ENOUGH RAMBLING LET’S GET TO IT!
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193 notes - Posted April 15, 2022
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makes u go a little insane, but like a little.
making lots and lots of clones of a person who’s seen as a powerful weapon
Or like, being one of those clones. Thinking about this and trying to remember where i’ve seen it, if you can remember of other examples, pls let me know!
Britney Spears in the Break the ice music video
Alice in Resident evil: extinction
Rei in Evangelion
Ripley in Alien Ressurection
Other examples that fit the pattern narratively, though not visually
Wolverine in Logan
Gally in Gunnm (battle angel Alita)