I Desperately Need a Beta!
Name: Minhoca
Sex: Female
e-mail: yamamaia_momo@yahoo.com.br
Beta/Writer/Lurker?: Writer
What do you hope to get out of this Community?: I desperately need a beta! I'm not a English native speaker, and although, I do my best to check the grammar, there always something to be corrected. And I want to improve my writing as well, so constructive criticism is very welcome.
How long have you been writing/beta-ing?: This is my second work as a writer.
What genre of stories to you like to write/beta?: I'm very new at writing so I don't have a genre yet. My two only works are in first person, and I feel comfortable writing like that but, again, I have never tried any other way. My fandom is ZUDE from "Hit The Floor" a TV show, it's slash, and they're canon. This fandom is really small, and that's the reason I can't find a beta who are into it as well.
Do you have a website you'd like to show us?: Sho_om (This is my Ao3 account, you can find my first fic there.)
What sparks your creativity?: Right now, ZUDE sparks my creativity. Zero is a basketball player superstar and Jude was his agent. They started as friends, and than they were friends with benefits, and now, they're pretty much married. I must admit that I love read more than write, but this is such a small fandom that weren't much ZUDE fics out there, and I already have read all of them.
Trigger warnings: Slash, rated M, rough sex (but NOT non-con)
Post a sample of your work under an LJ cut. Please make sure it is something you're proud of, and is less than 500 words long. - This can be an excerpt from a longer piece:
JUDE POV
I was watching Zero across the room chatting with a attractive brunette, all curves and inviting lips, wrapped in a fancy dress. Probably just another trophy wife in a patty full of them.
It was a charity event. Boring, but necessary to make connections and renew old ones. And since Lionel and I have been under turbid waters with the board, vital as well. She used to be my date to this kind of social interaction - a beautiful woman, who holds herself like a queen - but after our double date with Marcus, Zero had stepped in and taken her place.
“It's my duty as your wifey, right? Beside, I like to watch you doing business, is hot.” Zero said when I asked him why he wasn't taking the opportunity to stay at home enjoying take out and ESPN on TV, the first time he accompany me. - Which was pretty much what I would have liked to do myself.
The brunette was running her well manicured fingers up Zero arm, getting closer, obviously feeling his biceps.
Counting to ten I turned back to the conversation around me. I hate when it happens, hate how I feel, the jealousy and insecurity, the wave of violence that hits me everytime. I could smash something.
In a rational way, I know Zero is mine, that he loves me. He had proved it many times. But there’s still that little voice in the back of my head, constantly reminding me that Zero is bi, he likes diversity, he likes to flirt and has always been very sexually active. Different than me. I’d been with women, but they had never really done it for me. Sex was good, but not that great, and I hadn’t realized the problem was just the gender until I meet Zero. So, I’m not just depriving him of a more colorful sex life, I’m elso inexperienced, and no matter how hard I try, it will never be enough.
So everytime I see Zero flirting with someone, the world goes red.
Usually I can manage it very well. Some deep breaths, some distraction and soon it’s over, Zero’s by my side, looking at me like I’m the most perfect thing he ever saw.
But tonight all my alarms were going off, he had left her hand linger in his arm for too long and his eyes had found her generous clavege more times then I cared to count.
I always take pride in my self-control. I’d never made a scene that wasn't planned, I’d never get into a fight I didn’t intend too. And I wasn't about to change that tonight. So I swallowed my jealousy and insecurities, with a good help of scotch, until they get stuck in my throat.