Managing Expectations and Warnings
Hi.
I’ve been away for a while. I’ve been writing, not posting, 272,309 words are sitting in drafts. Maybe they’ll see daylight 🌚🌝. This story is part of a standalone series with two written books so far, chronologically it’s book two, but I’m posting it first because it’s the most ready and truly independent. Also, I wanted to join a two‑week writing challenge.
Schedule
• I’ll post 1–2 chapters per day for the next two weeks
• The story will be completed by the end of the challenge 57k words total
• No cliffhanger abandonment, but yes, I hope you’ll want more♥️
Craft note
• I’ve been accused of rushing my endings (fair), so with this one I challenged myself to extend it an itty bit and land it clean 🛬
Language note
• English isn’t my first or second language, if grammar or flow trips you up, please leave comments and I’ll revise 📝
• Be honest, constructive, not cruel
Community standard
• Kink‑shaming comments will be reported/deleted
• If this isn’t for you, that’s your cue to bail early
• My comments are a safe place for readers who share these kinks ❤️🩹
What this is
• For the freaks into medfet, a specific corner of it
• Lots of particulars, some unfamiliar even to me, this isn’t my “usual”
• Criminals front and center, tropes poked, others broken in unconventional ways
• Tone: clinical heat, morally gray, zero purple prose
Content guidance
• Adults (18+) Contains: sexual content with BDSM elements, medical procedures, violence, torture/interrogation, off-page human trafficking, suicide mention, coercion themes, blood
• Polyamory, multiple partners, scenes with more than two people. (Not for everyone and that’s okay)
House rules
• No glamorizing abuse; characters make choices and pay for them
• Medical details aim for realism; I’ll err on plausibility over melodrama
• Characters are morally gray; institutions are compromised; criminals often lead
• This isn't a guide on kink or this specific one (it's fiction)
Dedication
To Vikings, I’m not writing this one for you, but it wouldn’t have happened without you (I do owe you a book, I know, one day), to M’s childhood best friend, may he never see this, and to the cow that chased me in the middle of fucking nowhere on a nature hike last week.
Still here? 👀
Enjoy the shit-show
Love,
Emery✨
