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Nonya @tazedpanda.bsky.social · 13/08/2026

I've been fixing-up and posting chapters to #literotica this week. It's going a bit slower than I hoped. The catharsis isn't fully there. But then I recieve a lovely comment, and my day improves, markedly. Comment on people's creations. It helps so so much. #writesky #erotica #smutsky

a comment on a literotica story, saying:
"Wowzers! I have been enjoying this story all along, but chapter eight blew me away. The tension, the unspoken words, the mystery of really, "who the heck are these people?" Great chapter, and the bridge was a drawn-out cliffhanger, without the physical danger. Terrific job with this story, kudos!!"

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Nonya @tazedpanda.bsky.social · 13/08/2026

#WipSnips Slightly more in the spirit than the exact word. But it is definitely there. They drifted apart but kept close. While the story will try to rebuild.

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Nonya @tazedpanda.bsky.social · 06/08/2026

#SumLuv I love dropping Kate in the middle of the street and just let her walk around. Find secret places. Cozy corners. Weird curiosities. I have to be careful not to start essaying. But I just love describing things through her eyes.

Tiny windows. Crooked roofs and walls, stubbornly held upright by anthropic principle and anchor plates. Through centuries. Through wars and famines and history-schoolbook definitions like plague, Inquisition and Beeldenstorm.

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Nonya @tazedpanda.bsky.social · 22/07/2026

#WipSnips grand(er). Kate's on a date in a silent little park. Where everyone is supposed to be quiet. But she has Questions.

“What makes me different from Shane?” she asked. Her voice somewhat more of a slight to the park's doctrine than his. It might have been a silly question. But it weighed on her mind. Shane had the Polaroids. Shane had the full experience. The sprained tit. Sure, only the single night, but so very different from Kate's two. So much grander. More abrasive. Raw.

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Nonya @tazedpanda.bsky.social · 10/07/2026

Omg. I think I almost did it. 14k words the past two weeks to wrap up the first draft. All that's left is the epilogue. Or if you are a booktok adept: I'm done, all that's left is 'the author talking'. #writingcommunity #writing #erotica #smutsky

A screenshot of writing progress for a manuscript called "rope". last 12 days showing an average of 1182 words per day to end up at 42743.

A screenshot saying "Epilogue" "Scene 1" with "write your scene..." Underneath. There's a red circle around the word "epilogue" drawing attention to the fact that this is the final push.

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Nonya @tazedpanda.bsky.social · 07/07/2026

#WipSnips some backstory into the Wensa craft. And why they are the popular choice for many subjects sentenced to death. From a backburnered wip. #writingcommunity #writesky #smutsky

Snippet of a wip reading:

You want a song written about you, and played while you were quartered? We have a *guy* for that. Want to be beheaded wearing a Commodore's attire? Done. Hanged with a fresh tattoo of your favorite whore on you chest? If time allows, we got you covered!

Yet another reason - some would argue the *main* reason - why people around these parts almost never chose clergy as their final companion: you chose God, you'll get beheaded. You chose a *Wensa*, you'll still get beheaded, but it will be while fireworks explodes your name into the sky in 10-meter high, sparkling black thunderbolt letters. The choice is pretty obvious.

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Nonya @tazedpanda.bsky.social · 05/07/2026

#SundaySnips I have decided this counts. I mean, all letters are there. It should! "Grillig" means "erratic". Kind if. This is from an old script that I wrote when I was in my 20s. It was still kicking around on an old Dropbox. And it is the single largest piece of prose I have written yet

Dutch text, reading:
"Achter me, het massieve geheel van de continentale landmassa. Voor me, het even kolossale volume water. Daartussen, als een krijtlijn, zo ver het oog reikt, de witte rand die deze twee entiteiten van elkaar gescheiden houdt. Grillig en variabel, maar ogenschijnlijk voor de eeuwigheid vastgelegd."

It loosely translates to:
"Behind me, the massive whole of the continental landmass. In front of me, the equally colossal volume of water. Between them, like a chalk line as far as the eye can reach, the white border that keeps these two entities separate. Erratic and changeable, yet apparently fixed for eternity."

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Nonya @tazedpanda.bsky.social · 05/07/2026

About to break 40k words on this story. Pretty excited. It started as something cute and short. Just Kate, getting an initiation into the world of rope bondage. Turns out, I can build a novella off of that premise. Surely nobody has done that before.

A graphic from a writing tracker. Showing 38414 words total in a story called 'rope'. 3185 words written today. It shows 6 days of tracking at 1644 words per day.

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Nonya @tazedpanda.bsky.social · 03/07/2026

A day off from writing. A day of practice. Research. #smutsky #shibari #bondage #erotica #nsfwwriting

Naked back of a person, ropes around their body. Not symmetrical. Not extremely clean. Just wrapping how it flowed

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Nonya @tazedpanda.bsky.social · 30/06/2026

I added almost 10k words this week. Almost all of them nice #smut. And it seems it isn't finished yet. Started keeping a wordcount. Maybe that will keep me motivated more. #erotic #writing #smutsky #eroticwriting #shibari #bdsm

And with that, he turned around and continued upwards, turning out of sight. And Kate followed. The shirt folding away around her hips. Exposing her chest. Exposing her breasts. Unapologetic. Naked. The stairs groaned. And she rose through the floor of the attic, and into a fantasy.

Feeling perfectly dressed for the occasion.

Screenshot of a manuscript page of a story called "Rope". A newly started wordcount graph shows 3842 words written today. 32695 words total

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Nonya @tazedpanda.bsky.social · 27/06/2026

Maybe I should just focus on #writing one thing and finish it, in stead of just starting a new one every time I get horny about something and just plow 10k words into it before abandoning it. "Rope" is coming along. I will aim for around 40k and then start editing. #smutsky #erotica

A view of a digital bookshelf of 9 wip manuscripts ranging from 7k words to 28k.

Detail view of the Rope manuscript. Reporting 23,8k words over 11 chapters

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Nonya @tazedpanda.bsky.social · 14/05/2026

#WIPsnips #writing #erotica #writingprompts #writingcommunity Kate and Shane crash out a bit after a heavy night. From Rope. A #shibari coming of age. Strangely, Kate dislikes coffee. So do i, so i limit myself to about 5 or 6 cups a day. Mornings, mostly. I have rilatine for the rest of it.

Hair wet, hanging down, drying on her T-shirt. She stepped back into the living room, Shane was on the couch, poking at her phone. "The world is exceptionally shit today," she frowned. "Classic Saturday vibes. I brought coffee. That guy last night not here?" She went fast, which meant hangover. Maybe worse than Kate's. "I ditched mine and went home. Threw up halfway. When the fuck did I eat fries last night?"
Worse than Kate's.

Kate took the coffee and sipped. It was coffee. With its coffee taste. Coffee smell. She didn't get it. People would erect churches in its pitch black honor. Epistels were written. Whole industries in search of perfect taste. Kate found it bitter. In need of a lot of sugar. This one had sugar. Lots. Shane was an angel.

Her brain was still muddled. But the caffeine helped. Shane drank from her own cup and looked up from her screen for the first time since Kate entered. "Looking hot, I hate you". Hungover Shane was horny Shane. Sometimes that hormonal milkshake hit Kate as well after a night like yesterday's. But not this morning, she didn't think so. She let herself crash into the couch next to Shane. Not spilling a drop.

The cold wet hair and the coffee helped. So did the paracetamol. Kate drank and swallowed and dried, and slowly recovered. In silence next to Shane, shoulder to shoulder. Just being. Healing. Their coffees slowly disappearing. The medication battling the headache. Drifting off side by side. An hour or so. A perfect nap.

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Nonya @tazedpanda.bsky.social · 29/04/2026

Careful, guarded exploration of entry into a new life. #booksky #writesky #smutsky #writing

Four more steps, ten. The wooden staircase groaning and squeaking under their feet. A mature, robust sound. As if it was agreeing with the burden. Like it had done for centuries, would do for centuries to come. The sound echoed in all directions as Kate moved upwards, carrying her, until it shifted tone and lifted her through the floor of the attic, where everything lost its echo in the sheets that were covering the entire inside of the roof structure.
Perfect muffle.
Good to keep the screams inside.

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Nonya @tazedpanda.bsky.social · 24/04/2026

Hey, finally one i can join in on. From some #wip #writing of what can only become a public specatcle of nasty. #WIPsnips

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Nonya @tazedpanda.bsky.social · 23/04/2026

See, it all worked out in the end. My genius made it happen. #smutsky #WIPsnip #writing #shibari

She bent close to him. Whispered like he had done but with a bit less magic, "is this a date then, Warden?"

His grin was enough. Started to unpack his little round lunch. "I certainly hope so," and took a bite. The smell unleashed from its previously airtight wrapper reached Kate. Actually making her mouth water. Unpacking her own bun and shutting up for a while.

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Nonya @tazedpanda.bsky.social · 22/04/2026

It was going to be a romantic encounter. I swear that was the plan. Now we're in the bathroom having a little panic attack. I don't know wtf happened. #smutsky #writing #writesky #WIPsnips

She rushed inside while a waiter rushed out. Dustpan and brush in hand. Don't let clientele clean up broken glass. Good way to get sued. Clientele was clumsy. Personnel was insured.

The restroom was in the back of the place. Single stall, but a roomy affair. Unisex. Empty, thank god. She ran in, closed the door and crashed down on the seat. The sounds from inside the place being muffled by the door and drowned out by the noise of blood pumping trough her neck and cheeks and ears. She felt like throwing up. Still needed to wee. It would have to wait for a minute longer.

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Nonya @tazedpanda.bsky.social · 28/12/2025

Last few months started drawing again. Must have been 15 years. Bought a basic wacom and am getting used to drawing digitally. #nsfwart because apparently I need smut to keep me interested these days. First time without reference. #wip, but good enough to end my 2025 with. I'll finish next year.

B/w wip drawing of woman on her back, enjoying a post-shower self-massage.

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Nonya @tazedpanda.bsky.social · 27/12/2025

Meanwhile these two don't know if they should fuck or murder each other. Was going to be a quick trashy thing, but it's well past 5k and still they are dancing around the inevitable. Sometimes I have no control. The story dictates. #smutsky #erotica #eroticwriting

Everything about the situation is threatening. You should be screaming or pissing yourself. But you're just looking at that mouth. That smiling mouth. Opening and closing. Forming words and sounds. Your ears and brain still ringing from noise and panic. You understand not a word of it. So he repeats. This time you focus.

"Please," he says, "calm down. Our time alone is probably limited".

The words crystallize out of the panicky haze that seemed to have enveloped you during the last few moments. The blurriness evaporates in an instant, delivering clarity. And with it comes your courage. With it comes your anger. With it comes your attitude, bruised for a second, ever since that scream of his, but now back, ready for a rematch.

You look up. Look him dead in the eyes. His irises brown with lightning bolts inside. Yeah. Fascinating. Who gives a shit? "Then maybe you should stop choking me with the fucking chain, asshole," you rasp with the little breath you can muster.

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Nonya @tazedpanda.bsky.social · 07/11/2025

Had a bit of a rough first week. Missing almost three straight days. Did 750 today. Will try to hit at least 1000 on the weekend days. Its fine. Never cleared a #nanowrimo provably never will. But having fun with the challenge nonetheless. #erotica #smut

Stats screen showing progress of writing 50k words in a month. Currently at 4232 words, should actually be 10k+ already but turns out I'm lazy

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Nonya @tazedpanda.bsky.social · 02/11/2025

Day 2 of #novnov #nanowrimo reincarnate. I guess. #eroticfiction. #bdsm themed. Fell behind of the target again, my second day in a row. Impressive streak. Ill leave an excerpt here. Until I find a proper place. Kate is not very focused either. #erotic #nsfw 🔞✒️

An excerpt of Rope. Draft of a wip of a first version of an attempt at a prototype for a novel

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Nonya @tazedpanda.bsky.social · 01/11/2025

Definitely going to finish #eroticwriting month this time. Definitely not something I think and say every year. Started off strong 200 words under the daily goal. Will try and post chapters here as I progress. If I can get #literotica to somehow approve my account. #novnov #nanowrimo

Novnov / nanowrimo tracker. Boom called Rope, written 1,431 words out of 50k

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