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2022-05-04 01:15:06 +0000 UTC View PostLike fan fiction? https://archiveofourown.org/users/cupcakecutie_98 😀 With all the stuff going on in my life I am going to start working on my fan fiction again ❤️❤️❤️ It is something I have loved doing for years and is a passion I want to re-spark. So, here is the link to my ArchiveOfOurOwn page. I will occasionally post stories here on my OnlyFans. Some of the stories on my AO3 are very old and I want revise them. Have yourself a read. Many of them are naughty. If you like them and want to encourage me to keep at it, please leave me a tip under this post so others can see it is something worth looking at in other peoples' opinions. Thank you guys! Happy reading! There are content warnings on some of my AO3 stories, so please be mindful. If it is something you are sensitive to, do not read it. Your kink and my kink might not be the same. I am trying to follow the OnlyFans guidelines. All rights go to the original owners.
2022-05-04 00:06:56 +0000 UTC View PostTreasure Island: Gemmy (fanfiction I wrote when I was younger/cringe/angst)
The hot sand beneath my weightless body warmed up my incurably still back. Seas and seas of the same shade of tan covered every inch of the humid beach. My hands dug deeper and still it was warm. I buried my hands completely and only then did I reach the cooler layer below. It felt refreshing, like and adult drink of summer. The sand conformed to every plane of my much admired body; the heat calming my mind.
Then I awoke.
Thin linen sheets tangled up between my hands, damp and abrassive. Heavy, deep ocean air stuck in my struggling lungs. Even though the air there was smooth from all the humidity, it was hard to breathe it. Next to me, Long John was still asleep.
"Why was I awake?" I wondered.
Suddenly a loud noise fired in the dark. It pierced the night with a pitch much like a boulder falling off a cliff and breaking apart below. The sound of thunder rolled over my chest. I sat up quickly in bed, the waited silently to hear if it would happen again. A moment later it shattered the air a second time, hitting the side of our ship and resonating across our cabin.
"Hey. What is that?" I asked, grabbing him by the arm, my worried tone apparent.
Out of habit he tried to swat me away with his powerful hand, but I persisted.
"What in the seven seas. Go back to bed," he grumbled.
"What if it is important?" I pleaded.
Now sitting on my knees next to him in bed, he slowly turned to face me just as there was another low, ominous rumble.
"Go tell the captain and let me get back to bed," He sighed, covering his head back up with the dampened sea air sheets.
There was a loud knock on the galley door just then.
"Mr. Silver! Open up. It is Mr. Arrow," came the harrowed voice on the other side of our door.
Scurrying out of bed and double checking to make sure my night gown covered my bare bottom I stumbled towards the door; the ship now rocking quite noticably.
"I'm coming!" I shouted above the waves.
"Good evening, Miss Hawkins," Mr. Arrow paused for formalities. "I came to advise both you and Long John to stay below deck tonight. A terrible storm is on its way and I do dread the thought of anyone falling overboard."
"Oh dear. Thank you, Mr. Arrow," I replied, trying to keep the door from violently swinging all the way open in the wind. "Do get back to your quarters safely, Mr. Arrow."
He gave me a small bow before continuing on his way to alert the rest of the crew. I closed the door with some struggle behind him. The room quieted with the reduced air movement.
"Silver, did you hear that?"
I looked behind me for his reply, but he was already getting dressed best he could in the near dark.
"Where are you going?" I inquired, scared of what his answer would be.
"Mr. Arrow is wrong, somebody needs to get out there and help with taking down them damned sails."
He was pullint his worn shirt over his massive arms, doing the buttons at the sleeves; the little small, white buttons I had sewn back on more than once for him. Then he grabbed his brown vest off of the vanity, and fastened it securely across his chest. Hurriedly he tied his headscarf to keep his long, dark hair out of his face in the inclement weather. His boots he pulled on and tied up with great force. The last article of clothing was his coat, the one he had caught me touching fondly not so long ago.
I had been searching for my shoes during this whole time, had finally found them, and was putting them on when he stopped me with a hand across my soft, tender chest.
"Oh no, lass. You are not going out there in that storm-"
I stopped him mid-sentence in panic.
"Well, I am not going to stay here alone!"
He didn't think about it long before continuing again, "Well, you can't go out there looking like that."
And with that he took his coat off, draping it around my body. It nearly reached my knees and you couldn't see my hands, but I felt safe in it.
The ship rocked harder now; much worse than I had ever felt it. The boards creaked under their own weight.
When we opened the door, a gust of wind tried to push us back inside the galley and it was still very dark outside.
"Get that rope over there and tie this one off!" Silver commanded me.
I fought the urge to wrap my arms around myself in the cold and hurriedly tied the rope to the deck while he shouted other commands. I knew that he wasn't trying to be mean on purpose. It was just the tension he was under. If one of us messed up out there on the deck, it could mean the loss of a life.
Waves washed over the deck.
"Get out of the way, Gem!" Silver yelled.
A ginormous, heavy wave crashed over the railing, knocking me off my feet and dragging me to the end of the ship, pulling at me with all its power trying to wash me off the deck. My hands grabbed at the water frantically as I felt the balance of my body start to tip over the edge; a point of no return.
A rope washed around in the water around me. I tried to grab it, but it floated away before I could. The water was icy cold making it hard to move. As a desperate last attempt I grabbed onto the wooden deck railing, which my hands immediately started to slip off of.
My heart raced as another wave roared up in the sea. I scrambled to my feet between the waves and fell into a pole sticking up on the deck, clutching it with all the strength I had left. Everything on deck was slippery and saturated with salty sea water. I would of been able to hold on, but the violent rocking of the ship pulled me off.
As I stumbled dumbly backwards I ran into something behind me. It was Long John.
"Hold on!" he shouted as the wave crashed over the deck.
His massive body shielded me from it.
"We have to get below deck."
His voice was lost in the crashing sound of water. Other sailors clamored around us trying to escape the same disaster. All the lines were tied down as we made our way along the middle of the ship back towards the galley.
A wave flooded down our staircase and under our door at the bottom of it. Silver shoved me in the door, locking it behind us. Water poured down our bodies and soaked clothing.
"Are you okay?" I asked, noticing the fresh gash on his forehead.
"I'm fine; just glad your safe," his voice trailed off. "I don't know what I would do if something happened to you."
I sat down on our floor which had been covered in standing water and removed the jacket he had let me borrow. The smell of a tropical storm: wet, warm, and sweet, replaced our normal galley air. Waves continued to crash in heavy sounds at our door.
Going around to the other side of the bed to try and shield myself from Silver's view, I hastily removed my drenched clothing and wrapped myself up in our top bedsheet. It draped around me like a Roman gown. My tangled hair dripped water on the rough wooden floor, each drop splashing as it hit.
"Well, that sure was close."
I broke the silence as I dried my hair best I could with some discarded clothes.
"The storm isn't over yet," he reminded me. "The worst is yet to come I'm afraid."
He was holding an old rag up to his forehead and I could see the fresh stains on it. He noticed me looking at him and answered my unspoken question.
"I will be fine, Gem," he assured me.
I didn't really believe him as it was a pretty nasty gash, but I didn't have much choice. I assumed he got it shielding me from that second big wave. If he hadn't of done that, I would be dead right now and crashing around in the icy sea.
To be continued.
I found some naughty fanfiction I wrote when I was younger. Should I share the cringe?
2022-05-03 22:19:01 +0000 UTC View PostI am sorry to announce that I might need to take a break today or someday soon. If I owe you something, I will try to get it covered. Today has been a very hard day. I might be leaving town for brain scans and further diagnosis (yay medical bills). I could use some encouraging words. This is a low point.
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