are any three little words more romantically devastating than “Not like this”
the bone deep agony of someone wanting something so, so, so badly and finally having it within reach but knowing that they’d never forgive themselves if they got it in This way, if they took it or were given it when it couldn’t last or wasn’t real or the other person is only giving for the wrong reasons, maybe doesn’t actually want Them, just Someone…
and having to say that they want this but…. but not like this.
This year I’m doing something a bit different. All of the fics that I will be writing, unless otherwise stated, take place in a shared universe with @wistreeria / @voidature featuring their OC Hadassah (referred to as Dasa here and in other fics)! We’ve been developing this universe, along with multiple timelines, over the past few months, and wanted to use this event as a chance to show off the relationship we’ve built between our OCs.
General CW for all event fics: There will be mention of a nonbinary person’s genitalia using gendered terms. If you are trans/nonbinary and this makes you uncomfortable, feel free to skip these over. Any other CWs will be added before each fic, just like last year.
“What did I say?” Rodrigo threw four red envelopes onto his desk in front of Jade, a smug smile on his face.
She looked up at him from the maps she was studying with an unimpressed frown, green eyes narrowed. “You have to be much more specific, honey, you say so many things I have to filter out at least 75 percent of it all per day.”
“Oh, shut up.” He tapped the envelopes. “Remember the sex party I went to with Jacqui before? I said they were going to invite me back, and they did! And these actually have my name on them this time.”
