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a most delightful first day. ( wriothesley x gn!reader )
the white-eye warbles, the camellia blooms. ( ayato x gn!reader)
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Sarted doing almost all of my fic reading via text-to-speech software, and I've come across this issue that I'd not realized was a thing until I started using TTS consistently.
If we separate scenes within a chapter with a - (any number of them, happens with -- and ----, too) TTS readers treat it as silent, and will ignore it. It happened with the 3 TTS I've tried so far. They won't even make a pause, just straight treat it as nonexisting and proceed to the next paragraph.
It drives me up the wall specially for fics that have pov change, because sometimes for a few seconds the switch is not obvious and it gets pretty confusing.
Other signs such as //, ***, ## or === work well, the reader goes "asterisk" or "equal equal equal" making it evident that's a scene change.
For folks who are interested in making their fics as accessible as possible, I'd very much recommend not using - as scene breaks!
sakusa pulls away from your kiss-swollen mouth with a soft, wet smack, and your eyes dart to find the soft swell of his lip before looking up at his eyes.
youâre in an isolated corner of a parking lot near a commercial center; heâd just had a lunch date with you, your treatâa trade, for picking up your parents from the airport for the holidays.
âsomething wrong, kiyoomi?â you ask softly, adjusting so you can press yourself closer over the hand break. his hands are warm against your face, cupping either side of your jaw, but your hair brushes over his skin as he pulls away.
âiâmâŚâ he starts, a little uncomfortable. he swallows for a second and his eyes flash to the phone in your lap. âdid their flight take off already?â
he watches you you look down and grab your phone, the screen bathing your face in a soft glow.
ânot yeââ your phone buzzes. âoh, wait. their flight took off just now.â you read the text, ââplane taking off, will call when we land.ââ
he hums and nods. âokay. theyâll get here in an hour, right?â
âyeah.â you cast him a glance and a smirk. âyou nervous?â
âa little,â he admits. he reaches over to pat your thigh. âfirst time iâm meeting them, after all.â
âtheyâll like you, donât worry,â you tell him softly, depositing your phone in a cup holder before reaching forward to press a kiss to his mouth again.
it starts slow, but builds and burns, and sakusa canât take it. he pulls away again, and the confusion on your face is cute.
âam i doing something wrong?â you ask, and he can't help but crack a smile.
âno, noâthe opposite actually,â he murmurs. there's a brief pause, but it's long enough for you to see him think.
"hm?"
he clears his throat and gently takes your hand.
you wait patiently before raising your eyebrows when he slowly guides your palm over the erection tenting his dark jeans. your eyes stay latched with his, and you know that he can see the flush of mild embarrassment blooming on your cheeks.
âoh. oh,â you breathe in realization, and your eyes flash up to meet his. âdo youâŚ" you bite your lip. "do you need some help?â
something warm fills his chest when you say it. he's thinking of taking you up on the offer, but when your eyes glance to the back seat, he shakes his head. âlove, no,â he chides you gently. âyour parents will be sitting there later.â
you nod and purse your lips in thought. the options are limited. first, you live half an hour away, but you only have an hour left until your parents arrive. second, the parking lot you're in is fifteen minutes away from the airport, so going home isnât an option. third, sakusa doesnât want to have car sex, albeit with good reason. (you're kind of with him on that one.)
he picks your hand up from his arousal to press a soft kiss to your fingers. âiâll be fine. is it⌠do you mind if we wait it out?â
âare you sure?â you ask, a little invested. you weren't going to lie and say you didn't want to, considering that for the next week and a half your parents would be in the picture, effectively cutting into your alone time. âmaybe we can⌠i donât know, maybe a motel? but you find those disgustingââ
âabsolutely not,â he deadpans, and you nod. something occurs to you.
âyourâwell, how about the boysâ placeââ
âno.â
âokay. um.â you lean closer and kiss the spot where his jaw meets his neck, plucking your hand from his hold and sliding it over his thigh. âi can use my hands, if you like,â you mumble against his skin. âmy mouth, maybe?â
âi donât think iâll be able to look your parents in the eye if we have sex in this car before i meet them,â he grunts.
you frown, a little put out. you were trying to help him, but it seemed like every option you presented was a bad idea. "well. we can wait it out, then.â
you pull away and slump in your seat. maybe you were being a little petulant because your parents were flying in to stay with you for the holidays, but you know better. this was a deliberate attempt to snoop around your and sakusaâs relationshipâthrough specially setup lunches, as he had to bunk it with the rest of the msby boys, albeit against his will. there was no way in hell your parents would be okay with you living with a boyfriend.
which meant that as long as they were around, there would be no sex.
after a moment of disappointed, awkward silence, sakusa speaks. âi think komori doesnât live far from here.â
you press your lips together. âwill he mind?â
âi can ask,â kiyoomi mumbles, and whips out his phone. a few taps and a few whooshes later, he drops his forehead on the curve of the steering wheel and groans. âkomoriâs not home.â
"oh."
he lets out one of the deepest sighs known to mankind. "on second thought," he says, looking pained. âthe boys donât⌠live far, from here.â
âi think hinataâs our safest bet,â you say carefully, not wanting to seem to excited, and he nods. he taps into his phone again, and a series of pings makes his phone buzz.
sakusa looks beyond disgusted. âatsumu replied with hinataâs number.â
âwell,â you respond, trying to look on the bright side. âat least we have options?â
âhe just said he keeps condoms in the kitchen,â he says with despair.
âat least he knows where they are,â you mumble, reaching forward to grab his free hand. âcome on, love. we donât have a lot of options, and if we take any longer to decide, we might be late when we pick up my parents.â
you watch him think, again.
"or we can go for the next week and a half with zero sex," you declare, "which is also fine by me."
he grumbles as pockets his phone and pulls out of the parking spot.
(you end up being fifteen minutes late, but their baggage carousel was delayed, so it was fine.)
@roach-works // Melissa Broder, "Problem Area" // Mary Oliver, "The Return" // @annavonsyfert // Koyoharu Gotouge, Demon Slayer // Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance // David Levithan, How They Met and Other Stories // Tennessee Williams, Notebooks
i think heâs really into the waitress at the restaurant he and his team frequent after winning home games but heâs so bad at like. actually flirting so she just thinks heâs a huge dick and every time he tries to change her perception of him he ends up making it worse
fake relationship fic but instead of trying to convince people you're in a happy relationship you're arguing all tje time and acting like your relationship is hanging on by a thread so everyone leaves you alone and stops trying to get you married
