#sharing is scary

[dominimoonbeam]

I’m trying to be more outgoing for the sake of book writing so I’ve been experimenting with taking pictures of the published ones. I’m going to take some more book pictures with my partner for a model! I borrowed his jackets for these ones...

[moodandmist]

COC DAY 26- GRIEF

This is my first time participating in COC. I had a late night writing session fueled by @mostlymaudlin playlists 😄 and I'm just kinda sick of waiting to have the perfect thing done. So here we go...

This is a poem from Baz's viewpoint while still at Watford...but I'll admit, I'm Baz, ha...and I don't feel up to fussing with it right now...it's very shot from the hip...someday I may rework it to include more Baz-isms, but for now it's just well...I was thinking. Here Baz lives in this magical world...things we can only dream of, Baz accepts them as real, understandable. He accepts these magical, incredible ideas as fact in his life...but there is one thing that he just can't believe could ever be true. And that's what this poem is about.

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Almost Anything

I could believe in Almost anything Any story The tallest tale (Except the one that says…)

Any flight of fancy Spun of gold Any line That you have sold Give me the dance And give me the song Use whole cloth To spin your yarn I could believe in Almost anything (Except the one that goes…)

Lead me through wardrobes Tell me of Fae Selkies and Kelpies Spirit me away Fill me with Fables And stories of old Serve me tea Down a rabbit hole I could believe in Almost anything (Except those blessed words…)

Swing the sword Or Mage’s wand Dragon Wings And Vampire Blood Incantations Magick words Unicorns And Flaming Birds

I could believe in Almost everything —Demons below Angels above

All Except the one that says “One day you will be loved”

[riding-with-the-wild-hunt]

Elrond (right) and Elros. Who knows what they’re looking at. (Also: This is my first time sharing my art anywhere and I’m really excited and nervous too!!)

[dominimoonbeam]

WIP Whenever

Sharing!!! Thank you @ejunkiet for tagging me!!!

Okay, I usually share a bit of a fic I’m working on but the ones I have are really close to done or it would be super spoilery to share at this point so instead I’m doing something a little different and sharing a little peek at the book I’ve been working on this month. It’s currently untitled but it’s about these neighbors, August & Aurelio. 

August has been messing with Aurelio for more than a year now and Aurelio hasn’t asked why because he’s pretty sure he did something he doesn’t remember and deserves it.

Redacted and 19Days fics to come sooooon!

Contemporary neighbors to enemies to friends to lovers coming right now!

As soon as her fingers brushed the box, his door flung open. 

“Ha!”

August jumped back so fast she almost fell over, her sneaker squeaking on the clean wood floor.

“I knew it!” Aurelio crowed.

“What the hell?” August demanded, a lot more breathless than she would have liked. Her hand pressed to her chest, over her rampaging heart.

“Package thief!” he continued, a huge grin on his stupidly beautiful face.

“How long were you standing there?” August shot back, hating the heat she felt rising to her face.

“Does it matter?” he laughed. “You know it’s a federal crime to steal—”

“It definitely matters, you creep! And I didn’t steal anything.” It was true. She’d never stolen his packages—she’d just kicked them down the hall, thrown them down the stairwell, or left them on the elevator.

“I knew it,” he said again, arms crossed proudly against his chest.

“How long did you stand there waiting to see if I would take it?” August asked again, the reality of that sinking in. He’d really been waiting? Standing at his door and what, watching through the peephole until she came back? Why?

Obviously, to get her to knock it off.

She was a little impressed, not that she was going to tell him that.

“Don’t distract from the fact that you just got caught stealing my mail,” Aurelio reminded, still smiling. The light from the windows inside his apartment seemed to make him glow in the doorway.

“I didn’t get caught doing shit,” August shot back. She wasn’t admitting to anything. She only admitted to things when she was wrong and ready to apologize, and she was neither now.

Aurelio groaned playfully, leaning out his door toward her. He was a head taller than her, but she refused to tip her chin up and acknowledge it. “What’s your problem with me?” he asked and then sucked air like he hadn’t meant to, but it was too late.

August felt the air leave her lungs. It was like being slapped, only worse. She would rather be slapped. She hated the sudden prick of tears in her eyes. It was easier to hate him.

[divasiren84]

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Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime), Star Trek Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Victor Nikiforov/Katsuki Yuri Characters: Victor Nikiforov, Katsuki Yuri, Some YoI Cast mentioned Additional Tags: Implied Mpreg, Xenophilia, Anal Sex, Self-Lubrication, Rough Sex, Breeding Kink, Telepathic Bond, Empathic Bond, Alien Biology, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Crossover Summary:

Getting bored with what was supposed to be a dangerous and engaging frontier post. Victor doesn't realize how much his world is about to be overturned by his own capricious nature and an alien's biological imperative.

  This is an excuse for me to write a smutlet of Starfleet Victor x Alien!Yuri -don't think too deeply about it. :)

[xetainx]

Considering...

So for you few people who are following me...would sharing my awful fanfiction offend you? I'm seriously considering it, just to get some feedback. I so want to work on my writing...