Mikky

"Kenji—"
          
          His name escaped my lips like a prayer, a curse, a plea for release. The pace of my fingers grew frantic, matching the quickening pace of my breathing and desperate to catch my high. The sound of my cries and whimpers filled the room, even with my efforts to quiet them down with my pillow. The bedsprings groaned beneath me, amplifying the sounds of my own pleasure.
          
          Harder. Faster.
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I had been receiving the offers since November of last year. I was flattered at the idea of my stories being so good that I have artists reaching out to me to want to adapt them into comics or make concept art for my stories at first. And I would have loved to support them if I was in the position to do so financially.
          
          But as soon as I started to pick on the pattern in their messages, I started to realise something:
          
          These people may not ACTUALLY be digital/concept artists and are preying on and scamming writers on Fanfiction.Net and Wattpad into monetising our work for their own benefit and greed.
          
          These people don't care about our stories. They want our money and reap the benefits of our work without us benefitting from it.
          
          I have been receiving these messages non-stop it's become harassment at this point.
          
          And I am truly and utterly disgusted that these people are tainting and misrepresenting real digital/concept artists just because they're desperate for money.
          
          If you're a writer and if you've been receiving messages like this: don't fall for it. 
          
          And if possible, share this to as many people as possible.

"There you are!"
          
          A pair of manicured arms slithered around Eren’s neck from behind. The table went silent.
          
          Connie’s grin vanished. Sasha’s pretzel hovered mid-air. Eren was dumbfounded. Mikasa’s expression turned to ice. Tobio shifted uncomfortably. Jean studied his drink like it held the secrets of the universe.
          
          And Armin?
          
          His knuckles whitened around his cup. The easy smile he’d worn all night was gone, replaced by a stiffness that made Annie’s stomach twist.
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Armin let out a breath, eyes darting to his friends to make sure they were still distracted. He turned back to her, voice still hushed. "Just—try to keep the, um, details to a minimum. At least in public."
          
          Annie smirked, enjoying the way his face was still tinged pink. "Fine, fine. I'll keep it PG-13 in front of your friends."
          
          Armin shook his head, but he was smiling. "Thanks. I'd like to keep some dignity intact."
          
          Annie tilted her head slightly, studying him. "Some?"
          
          "You know what I mean," He rolled his eyes.
          
          She smirked to herself. 
          
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Hey ya'll. Just a quick PSA.
          
          If you're a digital artist wanting to offer to do art for my stories. While I do appreciate the interest: I am too broke to pay for art commissions.
          
          I'm fluttered and I would have loved to help promote your art but financially? I ain't there yet and as of now I'm just focusing on writing (when I get the chance tho)
          
          Thanks for listening. 

"Whoa... you're big..."
          
          Armin blushed. "Is... is that a good thing?"
          
          "Yeah. I'm honestly surprised since I wasn't expecting much," she admitted.
          
          He chuckled. "Well... I'm glad that I blew your expectations."
          
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"You're getting cocky," she said, unable to suppress a moan.
          
          "You seem to enjoy it."
          
          "Shut up. You're enjoying this, too."
          
          "Shamelessly," he chuckled. "Can I kiss you?"
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"I know, I just..." he sighed, his pale green orbs finally met hers. "I just miss you."
          
          Annie felt an unreasonable anger boiling inside her.
          
          He missed her? That was so absurd, she almost laughed. "You're the one who broke up with me talking about how emotionally mute I am. What right do you have to miss me?"
          
          "I know, but things haven't been the same since then."
          
          "And whose fault is that?"
          
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