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First-Time Fanfic Writer — Seeking Gentle Feedback on VP Fic
Hi! I’m working on my first Vegas/Pete fanfic and I’m looking for someone who’s familiar with the characters to give gentle feedback on a short draft. I’m nervous about posting publicly, so I’d prefer to share the writing privately (DMs or a private link). If you’re open to helping a new writer, I’d really appreciate it! 💛
At long last!! Chapter 9 is done!!
My writing is now a bit better along with my art style. Please enjoy! Worked hard on it!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
❗PLEASE NOTE THE NEW WARNING❗
Chapters: 19/? Fandom: KinnPorsche: The Series (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Pete Phongsakorn Saengtham/Vegas Kornwit Theerapanyakun, Porchay Pichaya Kittisawat/Macau Theerapanyakun, Minor or Background Relationship(s)
Chapter summary:
Vegas is faced with his past. Macau calls for help.
Summary:
When Pete saves a bleeding, gorgeous stranger from being killed by the Yakuza, that man opens doors to a world of submission and pleasure he’d never known before.
When Vegas is saved by a beautiful college student, he knows he doesn’t want to let the man slip through his fingers.
The two of them start up an arrangement: kinky sex, but only casually.
But with the Yakuza on the hunt for the person who took down their men, and the main family asking questions about where Vegas goes when he disappears, how long will their casual arrangement last?
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OR: Pete is a college student. Vegas is in the mafia. They shouldn’t meet, but they do, and their spark is impossible to ignore.
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13274146/5/The-Witch-Of-The-Piñata-Island
Chapter 5 is finally complete!!
Enjoy!!
Fanfic chapter is pretty much done!
All that I need to do is draw an illustration which might take me a bit but bare with me, it should still be released this week or at the very least this weekend.
Here's the chapter name reveal:
Chapter 9 - A New Species!
Man it feels good to be back writing viva pinata stuff again after so long.
I just want to go home and read Black Velvet. It's so homophobic that I have to be at work
¤, Dispatch and Spencer
Spencer stood beside his friend, eyeing her with a faint suspicion over why she seemed to be in such high spirits. Sure, it was Christmas time, but...still. Dispatch was practically vibrating, a huge grin dashed across her face and he glanced back to the ridiculously over-wrapped present in his hands, shaking it slightly.
“Oh, c’mon! Don’t be such a kid, just open it!”
“Dispatch--this thing is so fucking wrapped, I’d need, like, a carving knife to get at whatever’s inside. Also,” He peered at her, narrowing his eyes. “Why the hell did you get me a present?”
She waved a hand idly, rolling her eyes. “Because we’re friends? Because you have to put up with Adrian whenever he decides to turn up at work to bother you? Please. It’s Christmas, of course I’m gonna buy you something! Now fuckin’ open it before I open it for you, okay?”
Spencer rolled his eyes after a moment but started picking at the ribbons, giving up after a few attempts with a grunt and tearing the paper off, almost dropping the box in surprise when he’d finally managed to free the damn thing.
She’d bought him boots? Steel capped too, once he’d glanced at the box. And, of fucking course, top of the range.
Typical.
“Artemis, I...I don’t know what to say, really.” He stared at the shoebox, dumbfounded and at a complete loss for words when she reached over and flipped the lid up, whapping him gently on the chin with it as it moved.
They were black leather, all fancy and nice and they even fucking smelt fancy. He slammed the box lid closed after a moment, staring at her.
“What the fuck?”
“So do you like it?” She asked hopefully, trying to hide the stupid smile plastered on her face.
“What the fuck? I didn’t even--I didn’t get you a fucking present and you, you just get me...these??”
Artemis laughed, pulling him into a side-hug and giving him a small squeeze which he returned after a while, sighing.
“Thank you, I...I really like them.”
