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Yay intro post!
Hi, I'm Nadia. 22 y.o. eng, rus
š Proship
š Anti-AI
š Anti-censorship
š NSFW
š Bisexual
one super cool thing about being my friend is if you tell me you have to pee, i immidiently put my hand down my pants and start touching myself
lost text posts
always such a struggle when you get to the sex scene part of the fic you're writing and you're not horny at all. i don't know. their things were touching. without ANY underwear. the end.
every 5 minutes i go wow i NEED to kill myself and then i ignore it because i have things to do
in order to remain kind, you must violate a fictional character at least once a month
my cool af headcanons
Unrequited / one-sided LOVE!!!
⢠"I know you don't feel it. I've known for a long time. I just haven't figured out how to stop yet."
⢠"You talk about her and your whole face changes and I have to just sit there and watch that happen."
⢠"I keep showing up because some part of me thinks if I'm just there enough, present enough, good enough ā and I know. I know how that sounds."
⢠"I'm not waiting for you. I'm just not moving on yet. There's a difference I keep telling myself."
⢠"You hug me the same way you hug everyone and I have to remind myself of that every single time."
⢠"I know every little thing about you and you don't even know my favorite color and I let that happen. I did that to myself."
⢠"I don't want to ruin what we have. What you have. What I have is something else entirely."
⢠"You called me your best friend and I smiled and said yeah and went home and sat in my car for forty minutes."
⢠"I think what kills me most is that you're not even doing anything wrong."
⢠"I've talked myself out of telling you so many times I've lost count. Tonight almost wasn't one of them."
⢠"You looked at me once ā really looked ā and I built an entire future out of three seconds. I know. I know."
⢠"I'm happy for you. Genuinely, actually, from the bottom of this stupid inconvenient heart, happy for you."
⢠"I keep thinking I'll get over it. Six months ago I thought I was over it. Here we are."
⢠"You deserve someone who loves you like this. I just wish it could've been me."
⢠"I'm going to tell you and it's going to change everything and I've decided I'd rather have the truth than keep protecting a version of us that only exists for me."
⢠"Don't be kind about it. I can't handle you being kind about it."
⢠"I think I fell in love with the way you made me feel about myself. That's a complicated thing to grieve."
⢠"You're not mine and you were never going to be mine and I think some part of me knew that from the beginning."
⢠"I loved you quietly for so long it started to feel like a personality trait."
⢠"I'm stepping back. Not because I want to. Because I have to start wanting things that are actually possible."
⢠"The worst part isn't loving you. The worst part is how easy it is. How completely natural and effortless and pointless."
⢠"I hope one day someone loves you the way I did. I hope you notice it that time."
⢠"I'm letting it go now. I'm putting it down. I'm going to keep telling myself that until it's true."
⢠"You'll never know. I think that's the kindest thing I've ever done for either of us."
⢠"I don't regret loving you. I regret how long I made myself small to keep doing it."
sometimes Iām reminded that there are still people who donāt know ao3 was literally created by incest shippers ā and the siteās sole purpose is to 1. be completely against censorship and 2. host all kinds of dark, taboo fics that are banned on other platforms ā and the first ever fic that was posted on ao3 was a fic about an incest ship from supernatural.
you are in the house that was created by freaks. for freaks (affectionate). every disgusting thing you can think of is rightfully allowed and welcomed on ao3, because they are exactly the reasons why ao3 was created in the first place.
ao3 was created because its creators got tired of censorship, they got tired of dark and taboo fics getting banned on pro-censorship platforms, and they wanted a place that was safe for ALL FICS THAT WERE DARK AND TABOO.
ao3ās main principle is being against censorship and being proship / profic.
there are some things in fiction that make me uncomfortable, but instead of shaming people who are just minding their own business and not harming anyone in real life, I choose to curate my own internet experience by blocking/muting what I donāt want to see. ao3 has excellent tagging system, so instead of being a bitch, use their tagging system properly and you wonāt see the things you donāt want to see.
itās your job to curate what you see. itās not other peopleās jobs or responsibilities to censor themselves for your personal comfort. the world does not revolve around you.
also you cannot censor āonly the things you personally hateā without expecting everything else, that isnāt of conservative beliefs, to be censored too. because censorship is a slippery slope and a fascist tool. I promise you there are people who think āwhy do tags for queer love even exist on ao3? theyāre grooming childrenā.
if you allow the things that you hate to be censored ā because someone with enough power gets to control what other people can and cannot create/consume, it will not stop at the things that you hate.
*illustration by sillyalexnorris
thereās something evil that happens on the way home from work
clock out at midnight: wow i canāt wait to go home and write fanfic
on bus #1: wow i canāt wait to get home and write fanfic
at the bus stop: wow i canāt wait to get home and write fanfic
on bus #2: wow i canāt wait to get home and write fanfic
walking home from the bus stop: wow i canāt wait to get home and write fanfic
the second iām home: i am the most tired i have ever been in my entire life. time to stare at my computer and think about writing for a while ig. maybe iāll type 3 words and then immediately delete them if iām lucky.
The two wolves inside every writer: "this is genuinely the best thing i have ever written. i am gifted. i am changed. this paragraph alone justifies my entire existence on this planet." and then five minutes later, same paragraph: "who wrote this. who allowed this. this reads like a golden retriever trying to describe grief. i need to lie down and reconsider everything." both wolves are always wrong. the paragraph is fine. you need a snack.
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computer show me men with wet spots in their underwear. men making a mess in their boxers. men gasping and panting. men pressing their thighs together. men with trembling hands and sweat beading on their neck. men with warm, sweet skin between their thighs. men twitching. computer. computer can you hear me.
i love my pervert mutuals #mypervertmutuals
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