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wattpadscapcons · 3 years

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Like Me? (Pregame! Shuichi x Self-Aware! Reader)

Tw: bullying, self-aware reader, mentions of s*ic*de attempts, implications of violence, foreshadowing, y*nd*r*, manipulation, stick to the plan, unreliable narrator, false narrative,

Word Count: 2213

"So you love me....you really love me..."

Kagehara's face seemed to twist into a look of happiness with a mix of something else you couldn't really identify. He was shaking and trying so hard to keep himself in one piece as he accepted your confession. You often imagine him with little hearts in those slate grey eyes of his, as cliché as that might sound. Those eyes that you rarely had the chance to get a good look at...which were staring back at you with a look of pure admiration. Something you were used to getting from him by now.

That look fills you with a sense of guilt. You know it's way too late to back out of this now. It's done, game over, you said it out loud and now you have to deal with whatever happens next. You knew that if he did stumble upon the truth that he'd be somewhat hurt, but forgiving. You wouldn't leave him alone after all, so why would he hold a grudge? Why would he ever even think about hating someone so nice to him? To go so far in order to make him happy, you, his friend, role model, his god partner. He'd want to move past it, you know it very well by now. His every move is predictable when he's right in front of you. At least, that's what you thought. He's...full of surprises.

Your first impression of him, he was...well...off-putting. He looked sick when you first met him, despite not getting to see his entire face half the time. You noted his extremely pale skin which contrasted with the blue he used to dye his hair, later noticing growing dark circles under his eyes as well as some other worrying things.

You almost felt like you were doing something wrong, following him around like this. You knew on some level it was rude to even stare for this long, but something was definitely wrong with him. You could see it in the way he moved. He needed help. He needed your help. Whether or not it was actually your place to help him wasn't your problem. You weren't just going to stand there and watch him waste away.

He never seemed to be able to get out much more than a "hello" before someone started talking over him outside of class. He was almost shaking in your presence when you worked with him on projects. He'd stutter on his words during class, showed a sheer lack of confidence in his body language, and had very few friends. An overall word you'd use to describe him: meek.

You noticed that he didn't seem to eat when lunch came around, he would just leave the classroom in a hurry. By that time you lost him completely, he always ran off somewhere most likely to hide. He didn't seem to like being around so many people at one time. The one time you tried looking for him you found him in the back of the school's library with his nose in a book, taking his eyes off of his book only to scan his surroundings for a few moments. You thought he spotted you since he made a face, but he went back to his book shortly after. Why were you even doing this to yourself? You two aren't even friends yet...

His weight was off for a guy his age, it was wayyy off. You figured that he was neglecting to take care of himself, which was more or less proved to be true the countless times he "fell asleep" passed out in class. His loosely fitting uniform didn't help relieve that suspicion.

You started bringing him something to eat everyday after your attempts of making friends with him. You lied and told him you simply made too much for yourself and thought he might like it. You almost had to force him to take it. He didn't eat it while you were there looking at him. As soon as you left the room though, you heard the familiar "tink" of the lunch box opening. You peaked in just to make sure he didn't just throw it away, but no, he was eating it. Rather....quickly you noticed. That...didn't help you feel much better.

He was being gossiped about on a daily basis due to his disheveled appearance before you started begging him to just eat something bringing him lunch everyday. It never seemed to help him that he was getting a little better, as these petty classmates of yours always made up lies to hurt him. It was never fair, not for him. You had seen him try to return a girl's bag, and the next day there was a new rumor that he was following her around like some creepy stalker. That rumor seemed to stick to him due to his timid behaviors that others mistook for being creepy.

A lot of the nice things you saw him doing were twisted into some nasty rumors. Despite the rumors he still tried his best to do nice things for the people around him, even if they didn't appreciate it or outwardly ignored him. Over and over you watched him try to please other people just so they'd see him on the same level as them. You pulled him away from that cycle before it ended up breaking him.

He never did anything really weird... Not at first. The longer that you knew him the more comfortable he got with talking about things he liked with you. He was obsessed with a murder-mystery show called Danganronpa. Seemingly unaffected by the amount of gore and blood you know the show had. He wanted to audition himself, talking about his death as if it were something to look forward to. When he went onto one of his rants about auditioning, you tried to change the subject to his favorite characters instead. You were doing it in an attempt to discourage him, but he never seemed to catch the hint. Other than that, he was sweet.

You saw him be shoved around on a few occasions, it was never anything too brutal in public. You never attempted to follow him home, so you wouldn't know that he gets jumped pretty often. Being his friend, he would sometimes come to you for help patching up some of the wounds. You didn't make the same mistake twice.

Everything was hitting him rather hard, you had just no idea how he was able to manage it for so long. You found out soon enough that he wasn't.

The times his sleeves would roll down you would notice what you first thought were scratches raking down his arms. The first time you looked past it, though the second time you actually looked instead of thinking he was fine. Old and new alike adorned him, some of which you had to get closer to see. He caught onto what you were doing and quickly pulled his sleeve back down before you could see the old bruises accompanying them. He was too slow with his reflexes though, and your face dropped.

He didn't look you straight in the eyes. Or rather, he couldn't.

"Did you....?"

"A-ah... Y/N... What are you-?"

You pulled his sleeve up again despite his minor protest.

"I told you I was going to be here for you...so why would you....?"

"I...I'm s-sorry..." He still wouldn't look you in the eyes, so you took his chin into your hand and made him look at you.

"You're going to be ok. Please believe me."

You didn't have the heart to start telling him how to live his life, but you weren't about to let this continue. You had a plan. Why didn't you stick with it.....?

He started following you around school not so soon afterwards, not to bother you intentionally, but somehow becoming your second shadow. It felt as if every time you turned around he'd be there, sneaking peeks of you around the corner of the hallway, or when he was feeling bold, almost stepping on your heels. At first, you thought it was a little creepy, as he never said much of anything to you while trailing behind. You had the notion to tell him to stop following you around. Then you would remember who he is, your friend. Your lonely, sweet friend that only wanted to be a little closer to you.

And then you remembered that just a short while ago you were doing the exact same thing to him. It wouldn't be fair to tell him to leave you alone when you more or less stalked him yourself. He'd already been hurt so much already, you weren't going to break his little heart by abandoning him.

All of that...lead you to this.

He was already in tears when you went to hug him. You weren't expecting that kind of reaction from getting a love confession, but you were happy to help him calm down a little. His grip was rather tight despite the lack of strength he really had.

He's still working on gaining that back so he could save you one day like you did him.

"You don't have to cry, it's not like I'm going anywhere."

"I'm just so happy..."

This wasn't a part of the plan, and yet, you feel somewhat relieved. He's so...sweet, you couldn't just let someone who didn't treat him right grab ahold of him. You tell yourself this was the only way, that telling the consoler wouldn't have helped him, that being away from you wouldn't have helped him. In some ways, you were right. He clung onto you much more than he did his other friends, like being away from you would kill him. You wonder just what would have happened had you stuck with the plan.

It was a tad bit annoying that his tears were choosing to soak into your shirt, but you can bear it. As long as he's happy, he can take as long as he needs to recover from this. Bouncing back has always been a difficulty for him, especially for negative events, as they always seem to play on rewind every time you leave him alone for the night/day. He hates being left alone, you learned that very quickly.

You don't say no to him. You don't even try.

If anything, you probably should've expected this. Shuichi's social anxiety always kept him from making real friends. The friends he does have are completely used to his behaviors by now. Being close to him is actually a lot more difficult to achieve than others believe it to be. Getting him to look you in the eyes instead of hiding behind that hat of his, being the hardest thing to coax him into doing himself. He was a lesson in patience, you would never bother spending so much time on anyone else.

He's so sweet, how could you possibly not fall in love with him?

You thought he was a little clingy just being a good friend of yours, now he's constantly trailing behind you like a lost puppy. You've got used to the outrageous amount of texts he sends you when you have to part ways to go home. The one time you forgot to tell him you were going to bed, he freaked out and showed up at your window to check up on you.

He snuck in without waking you up. He stayed the night. You woke up with him in your bed.

He's just so lonely without you. Can you blame him for it? Can you blame him for never wanting to be away from you when all you do is make him happier? You love him so much, don't you?

At this point, you start to realize that the reason why you hyper-focused on him wasn't because there was something wrong with him. There was something wrong with you.

You actually looked it up. It explained it all, why you only followed him around like that, why you lied to so many people, why you hurt those people that hurt him...

He. Deserved. To. Be. Happy.

Now he's just looking at the display in front of him in shock. He dropped the groceries. He's looking at you, what you're holding. What you're doing. He found out. He wasn't supposed to be home this early, and now you're just frozen.

There's so much blood on your hands. He doesn't say a thing until he closes the door behind him.

With a smile, he says, "I'm glad to know it isn't just me."

With that, you knew it was fate. You make such a darling couple.

Once more you check that tab you had opened on your computer, and for the final time, you acknowledged what you were.

You are a -

“Yandere? Hon you know those are only fictional right? A trope made up for stories, to make things more entertaining?” Shuichi had snuck up on you once again! You're going to have to put a bell on him or something, this is getting ridiculous.

“Yeah. I’m not so sure about that anymore.”

"We don't tell people what we are angel."

@legendarytreasurerhighway

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ao3feed-geralt-jaskier · 3 years

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by senashenta

The first winter Jaskier is invited up to Kaer Morhen he reeks of love and he knows it, but can't get up the nerve to tell Geralt how he feels... until one night when Geralt decides to make love to him rather than fuck him, and the words just kind of slip out.

Words: 2213, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 18 of What About The Bard? 2021

Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Jaskier | Dandelion, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Eskel (The Witcher), Lambert (The Witcher)

Relationships: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion

Additional Tags: Kaer Morhen (The Witcher), Wiinter at the Keep, Graphic Depictions of Pining, Eskel and Lambert mean well, lovemaking on furs in front of a roaring fire, Love Confessions, Good natured teasing, Geralt is not nose-blind

#ao3feed #fanfic #the witcher #geraskier #geralt x jaskier #jaskier #geralt of rivia #geralt z rivii

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ao3feed-bakusquad · 3 years

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Love Nights

love nights by kirishimamyboy

What if the blond boy and the red haired guy fall in love and confess under the starred sky?

They are small stars that shine in the nothingness and yet they found each other.

‘Let's write together our love promises in the sky, so every time you look at it, it'll reflect our feelings’.

Words: 2213, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou

Additional Tags: Soft Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki Loves Kirishima Eijirou, Kirishima Eijirou is a Ray of Sunshine

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/30885464

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Kiribaku #♥#Kiribaku #💥#💎#⚣#A:Kirishimamy

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lady-divine-writes · 5 years

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Jealousy

Aziraphale is used to people stopping by his shop to flirt with his (sleeping) husband, so he doesn’t let it bother him. But when the shoe is on the other foot, Crowley doesn’t take it as well. (2213 words)

A peculiar thing happens in Aziraphale's shop on August 13th at precisely two in the afternoon.

A man comes in looking for a book.

That’s not the peculiar part.

People attempt to buy books at Aziraphale’s shop all the time. They’re mostly unsuccessful, but the opportunity is theoretically there.

The peculiar part comes when this man - a statuesque, ruggedly-handsome man in a finely tailored, tan suit, aubergine shirt, and silk tie; a man who looked like he would be equally as comfortable touring the Savannah on holiday as he would be making corporate decisions in a board room – flirts with Aziraphale.

Aziraphale can be oblivious to those things, but the only people who seem to have eyes for him anyway are older women, mainly widows and divorcees, not searching for an exciting good-looker for their next relationship, but a reliable, stable, respectful man that they can talk to about books and music; who will take them to fancy restaurants on Friday nights and play Canasta with them on the weekends. A nice, non-threatening man who likes to garden and do crossword puzzles and cuddle, who won’t make too many demands on them physically. And even then, by the time Aziraphale figures them out, the women in question have already gotten bored and gone, leaving Aziraphale secretly grateful that he didn’t have to part with another one of his precious first editions.

Flirting happens to Crowley all the time. That Aziraphale notices. Women and men alike wander in off the streets to gawk at him. He’s a demon. He appeals to the baser instincts of mortals and that draws them to him. But he also happens to be stunning (in Aziraphale’s opinion, at least).

Aziraphale sees himself as having the appeal of an old couch – quaint and comfortable, familiar, convenient when you need a place to rest your bum but not the sort of thing you’d get excited over if the doorbell rang and you saw it sitting on your front stoop.

But the man who comes in, with his Rolex watch and his hundred dollar haircut, doesn’t so much as even make eye contact with Crowley.

He only has eyes for Aziraphale.

“Hello,” he says in a voice so smooth it slips through his lips and into Aziraphale’s ears without him needing to breathe too hard. “My name’s Ryan. I called earlier about purchasing a first edition of The Velveteen Rabbit? You said you had a copy?”

“Oh,” Aziraphale says with a startled gulp, but he doesn’t know why. He’s not sure why the tone of this man’s voice makes him swallow like that. Or why the way he looks at him makes the apples of his cheeks and the tips of his ears go pink. “Yes. Yes, I do. Excuse me for not fetching it prior to your arrival. I wasn’t sure you were serious about picking it up.”

“Yes, I am. It’s very important to me. I’ve been looking for one everywhere.”

“Then you’re in luck!” Aziraphale rises off his stool with a hop. “Because I do indeed have one.” He strolls through the rows of shelves, hunting down the copy Adam had so conveniently magicked up for him after the Apoca-no-go. He hums while he walks, suddenly in a chipper mood as he scans the spines in the children’s section.

As happens quite a bit when Aziraphale’s in the stacks, he gets the feeling that he’s not alone. And he’s not. There’s a general presence that seems to haunt his shop, one that he hasn’t sorted out yet. And, of course, there’s his husband, napping on a chair off to one corner that gets neither too much shade nor sun. Aziraphale peeks over his shoulder, curious if his husband may have woken up and decided to slither behind him, but it’s not him.

It’s Ryan.

And Aziraphale smiles bashfully to himself.

“You know, many people would simply download a book like this,” Aziraphale says when he finds what he’s searching for. “I’ve heard you can find it online for free.”

“True, but reading a book online doesn’t compare to holding it in your hands. And a first edition has probably been held by many people, read to many children, and just generally loved to pieces. Kind of like the velveteen rabbit. Wouldn’t you agree?”

From behind the stacks, Aziraphale sees Crowley peek out, glaring over the rims of his Valentino shades. The angel’s eyes brighten at the sight of him. He’s about to summon him over, but he blinks, and his husband disappears in the quarter-second it takes for his eyes to open again.

“Yes, I would definitely agree.”

“Of course, it may not necessarily be that way with every book. You have to make a connection with it.” Ryan takes the book from Aziraphale, two of his fingers brushing the back of Aziraphale’s hand when he does. “They’re kind of like people that way. After a while, you develop a relationship with it. It becomes important to you. And you never want to part with it.”

“Oh, that’s … that’s beautiful,” Aziraphale says. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard it described that way before, but it’s true. I feel that way about all my favorite books. I do hope your little one feels the same way about this one.”

“Oh, I’m not married.” Ryan flashes his vacant ring finger along with a brilliant smile. “Don’t have any children. I’m sorry to say that this book is simply a gift from me to my inner child. It’s the key to something I’ve been missing, something that I’m hoping to get back.”

“That’s charming. I hope whatever it is that you’ve lost, you find it again.”

“I do as well.”

They talk as Aziraphale rings him up – about books, about music, about the trinkets Aziraphale keeps around the shop and the history behind each one. They briefly talk about Ryan’s job as CFO of a brand new startup that’s skyrocketed within the past year, but they mostly talk about Aziraphale’s shop and his passion for the written word. No other customers come in, or if they do, Aziraphale doesn’t notice. He pulls Ryan up a chair and offers him a cup of tea, hoping Crowley will eventually join them, but he doesn’t go looking for him. Crowley seems to relish his eight hour naps in Aziraphale’s shop.

Far be it for Aziraphale to interrupt him.

As the day drips on, Aziraphale starts to notice the change in the quality of the light as shadows lengthen across the floor. He glances over at the clock on the wall to see if his suspicions are correct, and he gasps.

“Oh, my dear! It’s five o’clock! I didn’t notice the time! Oh, I do hope you aren’t late for anything!”

“Not at all. It was my day off. And I can’t imagine a lovelier way to have spent it than sitting here, talking to you.”

“That’s very kind of you to say.”

“I’m just curious,” Ryan says, gathering up his book in the brown paper bag Aziraphale supplies him, “what are your hours? I didn’t see them posted on the door. It would be nice to know, just in case my inner child convinces me to buy another book from my past.”

“This store is mainly a pet project of mine, so my hours are a little, shall we say, erratic ...”

“That’s adorable,” Ryan says.

“B-but …” Aziraphale stutters at the interruption “… I should be here tomorrow. Offhand I can’t think of any reason why I won’t be.”

“Excellent!” Ryan smiles, distinctly pleased as he squirrels his purchase behind him. “Then I’ll be back tomorrow. 2:30. Nice snake, by the way,” he says, pointing to a spot behind Aziraphale’s head. “Is it real?”

“Quite.” Aziraphale peeks over his shoulder, relieved to see that Crowley hadn’t slipped out of the bookshop and driven off without his noticing, but worried since he only transforms into a snake when he’s agitated.

And from the way he flicks his tongue, eyes wide, shifting uneasily in place, Aziraphale can tell he’s highly agitated.

That makes him dangerous.

“Constrictor?”

“Uh, no …” Aziraphale walks Ryan to the door, eager to close up shop and get things with his husband ironed out. “Red-bellied black snake.”

The smile on Ryan’s face drops straight to his knees. “Aren’t those venomous?”

“Only if they bite you. Thank you so much for stopping by. See you tomorrow. Mind how you go.” Aziraphale practically tosses the poor man out onto the sidewalk but he has no way of explaining to him that it’s for his own good. Aziraphale barely has the locks thrown when he feels the snake rise up behind him, transforming into the human form of his demon husband.

“Ssso, isss thisss going to be a thing now?”

Aziraphale sighs. He loves his husband. He truly does. But he can be so temperamental sometimes, even for a demon. “Why whatever do you mean?”

“Men dropping by your ssshop and making eyesss at you? Eating up all your time?”

“One man.” Aziraphale chuckles. “And my dear, people stop by every day simply to throw themselves at you. Do I bat an eye?”

“But I don’t care about them. None of them make my voice go all quivery like that man made yours.”

“I do admit that maybe I got a little carried away,” Aziraphale confesses, putting a hand to his flushed cheek. “See, I’m not use to getting that sort of attention. It was nice for the moment, but I don’t think it’s something I could handle every day.”

“Yeah? And why’s that?”

“Because I’m afraid I’m not very good around people. I prefer the company of my books and my music … and my ill-tempered husband.”

“But that’s the kind of bloke you fancy, right?” Crowley presses. “Someone who talks to you about books and music, and dresses in expensive clothes …”

“You dress in the most expensive clothes I’ve ever seen!” Aziraphale points out with an incredulous laugh.

“You know what I mean!” Crowley says, gesturing with a frustrated hand. “His clothes have … ffffwwwpppp … colors in them!”

“I see. Yes, I guess that does make a difference.”

“I knew it.”

“Ugh! Listen to me, you stupid old snake!” Aziraphale loops his arms around Crowley’s neck, forcing his eyes on him. “The bloke I fancy, as you so eloquently put it, is the one who’s known me my entire existence. Who drinks with me and goes out to lunch with me. Who fights beside me and stays with me, even when I call him ridiculous. Who comes back even when he threatens to run away.” Crowley’s eyes drop to his feet, unable to look at his angel while he’s being reminded of his less-than-stellar attempt to persuade Aziraphale to abandon Earth and join him out in the stars … which ended with his saying he’d go off on his own and never think about him again. “I don’t care if we don’t talk about books. It’s enough that you sit beside me while I read and hold my hand. That’s all I’ve ever wanted. Why in the world would you think I’d want someone else when I have the best possible person for me already?”

“’dunno.” Crowley shrugs. “All we do is hang out here lately. I think, maybe, I was afraid you might be getting bored with me. That tying yourself down to a domesssticated demon might not be what you signed up for.”

“Bored with you?” Aziraphale snorts. “After 6000 years, you think I’d get bored with you now? You seem to forget that during the decades we weren’t together, my time was spent here. You were the one jet-setting around the world. By rights, I think you should be getting bored with me. With my life.”

“Oh, no,” Crowley says, sliding closer. “You, my darling, could never get boring.”

Aziraphale raises a skeptical brow. “You forget, I’m much better at detecting sarcasm now than I was 6000 years ago.”

“That wasn’t sarcasm.” Crowley snakes his arms around his husband’s waist. “I can’t think of any place I’d rather be than here, wasting my days with you.”

“Thank you. I appreciate that. But maybe it is time we take a vacation.”

“Yesss,” Crowley hisses happily. “Go to all the old haunts, relive the glory days.”

Aziraphale rolls his eyes. “Otherwise known as last month.”

“You pick first. We’ll go anywhere you want to go. We can pack up my Bentley and leave tonight.”

“Well, tomorrow night.”

Crowley grimaces. “Why tomorrow night?”

“Ryan said he’d be back at 2:30 tomorrow and ...”

Crowley grabs Aziraphale’s collar and (carefully) pushes him up against the nearest wall. He presses him there with his body, tries his hardest to be intimidating, but it doesn’t dim Aziraphale’s grin a single degree.

It never does.

“Not … funny … angel.”

“No?” Aziraphale’s gaze drifts to his husband’s lips the way it always seems to when Crowley has him in this position.

“No,” Crowley says, accepting the invitation of those baby blues and kissing his angel softly. “Not one little bit.”

“You can tell me all about it when we hit the road,” Aziraphale says. “And we’d better make it quick. We’re burning daylight.”

***Notes: Let me guys know if you want to see a part 2 where Crowley actually meets our dear Mr. Ryan XD

#good omens #ineffable husbands #aziraphale x crowley #crowley x aziraphale #frankie writes

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sarah-snook · 4 years

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«Burn, Crash, Romance (I’ll Take What I Can Get From You)» AO3 ↬ word count: 2919 | rating: E | WIP - 1/8 chapters | collab with @richietoizer

Richie didn’t know Eddie very well, not that he would want to, and even just looking at him now, he knew that Eddie Kaspbrak was exactly all the things that Richie had tried to tell Stanley that frat boys were. His brown hair flopped into his brown eyes, pressed down by some red snapback worn backwards and beige khaki jeans that looked glued to his legs. He was hot and the smirk on his face showed that he knew it.

«How to Bring Someone Back from the Dead» AO3 // tumblr ↬ word count: 6496 | rating: T | WIP - 3/5 chapters

He finds it in the library. The book is tucked between a couple of self-help books that Mike told him he should look into reading. It’s out of place—doesn’t belong there—but the title peaks his curiosity. How to Bring Someone Back from the Dead. He grabs the spine of the book and gently holds it in his hand, inspecting it. There’s no author, no other information, just a title and a short dedication of sorts on the first page. “For those that have hope still lingering in their hearts…” He looks around, making sure no one is watching him before he swiftly hides the small book in the pocket of his jacket.

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«Brave» AO3 // tumblr ↬ word count: 809 | rating: T

He was trembling. Despite the darkness surrounding them, and the shitty dim light of the flashlight he was holding, Richie could tell that Eddie was trembling with fear. He wanted nothing more than to reach out, touch him, hold him. He wanted to tell Eddie that everything would be alright, that they would get through this.

«Coffee Shop Angel» AO3 // tumblr ↬ word count: 2218 | rating: T

“Wow, I’ve never been called a literal angel before.” He’s no longer laughing, but his smile is wide and his eyes were still bright.

“Baby, that should be considered a damn crime,” he sighs, shaking his head in disbelief. “You deserve to be worshipped.”

«Cold November Rain» AO3 // tumblr ↬ word count: 1512 | rating: T

He was an idiot. A stupid, cowardly jerk. Why had he run away? That kiss had been everything he could have ever wanted. It was soft, tender and loving. Richie had put so much emotion behind that kiss. So much, that it had scared Eddie. Scared him so much that he made himself believe it was all some kind of joke.

«Don’t Monkey Around With My Heart» AO3 // tumblr ↬ word count: 1228 | rating: T

«Forget the Past, I Want You In My Future» AO3 // tumblr ↬ word count: 3477 | rating: T

He quickly pulled on his coat, making his way through the radio station with a smile as he waved to everyone who greeted him. ‘Keep smiling. You’re almost out of here. Just a couple more steps.’ Richie thought to himself as he pushed open the front doors and stepped outside, cold air hitting him and a chill running down his spine. He hugged himself, rubbing his hands up and down his arms, trying to warm himself up.

He made his way down the stone steps of the station entrance, fishing through his jacket pocket for his car keys. The last thing he thought, as his fingers made contact with the cold metal of his keys and his foot slipped on a slippery patch of ice, was how much he really fucking hated Christmas.

[or: radio DJ Richie Tozier slips on ice and has to spend Christmas in hospital, with trainee Doctor Kaspbrak looking after him.]

«Habeas Your Corpus» AO3 // tumblr ↬ word count: 6654 | rating: E

A beautiful blond between his legs was not the direction he thought his Monday would be going, but he wasn’t going to question it. Even if a part of him knew that doing this in a courtroom, where anyone could walk in on them at any moment, was a horrible idea. Then again, Richie wasn’t known for his good ideas, much less for his common sense, and so he shrugged away any lingering doubt as he surrendered to the feeling of Eddie’s hands.

«Held In Contempt» AO3 // tumblr ↬ word count: 3044 | rating: E

Richie and Eddie resolve the sexual tension between them after arguing about one of their cases.

prompt: “okay but reddie au where they’re rival lawyers and court is really tense bc eddie goes by the books and richie is Richie and ofc they end up fucking after a particularly heated case…or 6…”

«How to Know If You’re On a Date With Your Best Friend» AO3 // tumblr ↬ word count: 2213 | rating: T

He could see the way Richie looked at him with furrowed eyebrows, eyes slowly widening as he realized Eddie was coming over to sit next to him. Plopping down on the seat, he pushed Richie further into the booth, making himself comfortable. Without breaking eye contact, he placed his straw in Richie’s milkshake glass and asked, “Are we on a date right now?”

«Kiss Me By The Firelight» AO3 // tumblr ↬ word count: 1247 | rating: T

“Alright trashmouth, truth or dare?”

He looked over at Beverly, who had plopped down next to him, with a weary expression on his face. He studied her, the mischievous grin on her face not going unnoticed by an already alert Richie.

“Dare, obviously. Only pussies choose truth.”

«Kissed the Mark» AO3 // tumblr ↬ word count: 3975 | rating: E

“Sorry, but you’re gonna have to tell me more than just your name before I let you put your hands on me.” Eddie jokes as he nods his head at Bev in thanks for their drinks. “I’m not that easy.”

“Oh ok, hmm let me think…” Richie says as he pretends to think about what he’s going to say “I like long walks on the beach and being the little spoon, plus I’m a total bottom.”

Eddie flushes at this, turning his head to avoid eye contact with Richie, and takes a sip of his beer. Richie continues to look at him, enjoying the way he continuously makes the other man blush. “What about you?”

«Love Me (If That’s What You Wanna Do)» AO3 // tumblr ↬ word count: 1286 | rating: M

It was hard to say who exactly started it. After all, both of them were slightly tipsy the night The Kiss happened. All Richie could say—as his hand slowly slid down Eddie’s back, causing him to let out a faint whimper—was that he was very happy with the outcome of it all.

«Make It Up To You» AO3 // tumblr ↬ word count: 4612 | rating: E

Maybe it was a little fucked up that he took considerable pleasure in watching his boyfriend of almost ten years cry as Richie denied him what he wanted most, but he couldn’t bring himself to care so much. If Eddie had caught on to his little guilty pleasure, he never mentioned it to Richie, and if he had an issue with the way Richie teased him in bed, he would have definitely called him out on it by now.

«Snowed Inn» AO3 // tumblr ↬ word count: 4612 | rating: E

Richie and Eddie are carpooling home from college for the holidays but a snowstorm hits on their way there and they have to stay the night at a b and b.

«The Future Freaks Me Out» AO3 // tumblr ↬ word count: 932 | rating: T

“I’ll tell you one thing and one thing only spaghetti. I don’t want to think about a future where you’re not in it. I don’t want to think about you being on the opposite side of this country from me. I don’t want to think about any of that because I love you and it hurts. So please, shut the fuck up about college applications already!”

«Until I Hear It From You» AO3 // tumblr ↬ word count: 1599 | rating: T

“M-my parents sucked.” Bill said as he choked back a sob. “I mean… my own father hit me with his fucking car and then barely batted an eye. I’m terrified that I’ll fuck this up, Eddie. I don’t want to be a bad father, I want Ellie to have all the love and attention that Georgie and I never got growing up. You and Rich have two adorable daughters that have everything they could ever want…That’s what I want for Ellie. Please, Eddie, tell me how to be a good father.”

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Hanslon ↬“I finally found you”

Reddie ↬ 🎉👄🤒 ↬ 🐿🍌👙 ↬ “Why haven’t you kissed me yet?” + 2. Road Trip AU ↬ “H-How long have you been standing there?” ↬ “You’re sick, let me take care of you.” ↬ “You make me want things I can’t have!” ↬ the gang is playing a drinking game and Eddie wins, and he wants a lapdance from Richie ↬ “You know you don’t have to try so hard with me, right?” ↬ “Are you jealous? That’s cute.” ↬ “Oh, God. We broke it–dude, he’s gonna be so pissed! This is all your fault–it was your idea!” + “… Is that my underwear?” + “Shut up and kiss me, you idiot.” ↬ “they said that broken mirror equals in 7 years of bad luck”? ↬ “It’s three in the morning!” ↬ “just because i love eds it doesn’t mean i want to be with him,” eddie heard richie say. «2» ↬ “you know I love you, right?” «2» ↬ “Do you want me to?” «2» ↬ “And what exactly do you think you’re doing, my love?” ↬ You’ve literally dressed as __ for __ years, shouldn’t you change it up? ↬ You drank the punch at the halloween party and made yourself sick so I’m taking care of you ↬ excuse you, i will never be too old to go trick-or-treating and i hear the house down the street gives out full sized candy bars ↬ In the bedroom + Confessing feelings ↬ in the snow + relief ↬ claws - as an apology here’s something I wrote for you ↬ Okay but like Richie finally comes out by writing his first comedy special on his own as like therapy to work through what happened and the whole thing is about the dumb annoying hypochondriac that he was in love with as a kid. “He put his feet in my face and kicked of my glasses and I said to myself he’s the fucking one.” ↬ ficlet for my moodboard based on “he knew well enough” ↬ “I may be short, but you could at least try to make kissing you easier!” ↬ “One baby won’t hurt.” ↬ “I could spend hours just looking at you.”

Richiepat ↬ “you asked me out and I didn’t have time for dating between a full-time course load and my job(s), so I know it’s two semesters later but I’d really like to take you up on that date” + “we always end up eating alone in the school cafeteria at the same time, so when you ask me if you can join me, I’m surprised” �� chaotic best friends (platonic with stanpat/reddie) ↬ “My hoodie looks comfy on you.” (platonic with side reddie)

Stanpat ↬ you’re obsessed with my homemade soup that I serve at my cafe and I’m too embarrassed to tell you that I’ve only been trying out new recipes to see you get excited for the soup of the day.

Stanpatchie ↬ “a kiss as a promise”

Steddie ↬ “I catch you yelling at the printer in the library for not working and I don’t mean to alarm you since you’re clearly stressed, but I think you accidentally unplugged it”

Stozier ↬ “some idiots decided it would be funny to mess with peoples’ laundry so now we’re sorting through our dryers and you’re holding up my pink underwear” ↬ “I know you’re mad at me, but will a kiss change your mind?” ↬ “Nothing is going to happen to you.” ↬ can we talk about how “it takes hours to look this good richie” is followed by richie winking at stan

Streddie ↬ A cat followed me home and won’t leave me alone even when I put a little hat on it so I guess I have a cat now AU

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♡HEADCANONS♡

↬ Ben // The Sims ↬ Reddie // Sunflowers ↬ Reddie // Chapter 1 End Scene ↬ Stozier and Reddie // Stanley and Richie dated at one point

#it fic #masterlist #it masterlist #dianawritesfic #updated: 2/17/20 #this took forever plz reblog lmao

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dirty secrets, d.d.

words: 2213

prompt: alcohol gives you a big mouth, especially when it comes to confessing to David your deepest desires.

disclaimer: smutty smut. desperate.

The music was playing loud and the neon signs were the only source of light besides the moonlight in David’s yard. It’s been a while since we had a party at David’s and not some random club, so this was nice.

Same protocol: Zane absolutely shit-faced, closely followed by a shirtless dancing Heath. Scotty, Todd and Jeff being loud, laughing, drinking. People were dancing in and out of the house. David was filming, as usual, but unlike other parties he had a couple of drinks.

I was heavily drunk, grabbing onto Natalie while we danced to pop songs, singing our hearts out. We were joined by Carly and Erin, making a whole circle of girls dancing. Soon enough, David appeared out of nowhere and captured our fun. After taking a couple of shots, David was satisfied.

“This was great, you guys looked incredible,” He commented, laughing and checking the footage, but I don’t think any of the girls actually heard him but me. The music was way too loud and we were all too drunk to pay attention to anything.

I was needing another drink, not wanting the high from the alcohol to dissipate. Not thinking further, I grabbed David’s hand and pulled him to the kitchen, laughing.

“What?! (Y/N), what are you doing?” David followed me, slightly confused, but mostly curious.

“Come oooon, Dobrik! Let’s have one drink together, you only drink with the guys.” I walked around the kitchen center to grab two cups and make us a drink. “I think after all we’ve been through I deserve one drink with you, don’t you think?”

David laughed and fixed his messy and slightly sweaty brown hair. “Look at you emotionally blackmailing me for a drink.” He leaned in over the balcony, watching me.

“Is it working?” I looked at him with a sassy grin on my lips.

“Yes.” We bought laughed immediately.

“Good.” I hand him his cup. He looks inside and then at me. “Don’t worry, I know your levels of lightweight, it’s not strong.”

David smiled and lifted his cup to make a toast. “To friends who blackmail you into doing crazy things,”

I raised my cup to touch his. “Cheers,” I laughed and we both drank.

Something about David always intrigued me. I did find him really attractive, but even after him and Liza broke up, he always felt unreachable. Even with all the jokes in the vlogs about having sex with Todd or Jeff, I never actually did anything with any of my friends, not wanting to ruin something good.

But tonight… The alcohol changed my mind.

“You should grab your camera and ask me anything,” I laughed at David after drinking a little bit. “I’m so drunk I’ll probably answer all your juicy questions.”

A spark of an idea shined through his brown eyes. I could hear the gears turning inside his brain. Didn’t take more than a second for him to turn the Canon on and point it at me.

“So, you’ll answer any juicy questions?” David smiled at me.

“Wow, that has to be the quickest you’d ever turned that camera on,” I laughed and sat up on the counter. “Sure, hit me. I’m way too drunk to care.” I smiled to the camera and raised my cup.

“Great, okay.” David stopped for a second to think of a good question. “Have you ever slept with Todd?”

I choked on my drink, laughing. “Wasting no time, are you? Uh… No, I did not. Not by lack of opportunity, may I add, but because I didn’t really want to.”

“Why not?” David was confused. “Don’t you find him attractive?”

“Of course I find him attractive! Have you looked at his face lately?” I pointed out of the house, laughing. “I just didn’t really want to risk it being awkward. I don’t know…” I shrugged.

David accepted my answer. “What about Jeff?”

“What about him?” You were distracted swirling the liquid in your cup. “Oh, no I have not slept with him but yes I do find him very very hot.” I did emphasize my words a little bit.

David was focused on the viewfinder of his camera, “Would you sleep with Corinna?”

I looked up at him immediately, laughing. “What the fuck David!” He laughed with me. “Of course I would, are you kidding me? I love her so much.”

David stopped for a second and looked at me over the camera, stunned by my answer. “Really?”

“Yeah! I’m not usually into girls but Corinna just gets to me, I don’t know.” I shrugged again, looking away, thinking. “You could join us if you want.” I looked at him and he choked.

“What?!” He started laughing, nervously.

I finished my whole drink at once, jumping off the counter. “You heard me.” I laughed, fixing my hair and biting my bottom lip. I was so drunk. “It would be fun. Besides, the main reason I wouldn’t really have sex with any of our friends is because deep down you’re the one I wanted to get down on.”

I basically stated that to myself, not to David. I would’ve never told him something like that with a sober mind, for sure.

“You know what’s so funny about it? You’re so clueless!” I laughed to myself. “All the jokes you make about me fucking Todd or Jeff… And you wouldn’t even notice all the times I kept staring at you. Really, I think I lost count of all the times I’ve imagined fucking your brains out.”

I didn’t even noticed the fact that the camera was pointed to the ground and David was just blatantly staring at me, mouth open, shocked. He looked back at the yard and everybody was outside dancing or talking, not one soul inside the house. With a mindless motion, he turned off the recording and put the camera on the counter.

“I mean… Sober me is subtle, sure. I would touch you every chance I’d get, without it turning into something creepy, of course. It was torture, really, when I would rather just suck your…”

In less than a second, David took me by the neck and kissed me desperately. That was completely unexpected, since David never showed any kind of attraction towards me before. His lips were soft on mine, but his desire was a flame rising. David entwined his fingers in my hair, pulling me closer to his body, pressing me against the counter. Soon enough, he stopped the kiss, staring back at me, scared. “I’m sorry… I… shouldn’t have…”

I touched his face with both of my hands and kissed him again, shutting him up. It was just as desperate, dangerous. We knew if anyone saw us, hell would break loose. I stopped the kiss for a second, barely even opening my eyes. “Take me out of here.” I whispered.

David gave a quick glance back to the yard, grabbed my hand and we ran towards his room. The second I got inside, he closed the door and locked. I couldn’t wait any longer, so I pushed him against the door, kissing him again. My hands were in his hair, bringing him to me. I licked his lips, he opened his mouth to me as we intensified the kiss.

His hands were all over my body, feeling me, pulling me closer. We took a few steps into the room together, but quickly he managed to press me against the wall. Taking one of my legs up, pressing more of his body on me, making sure I was feeling how hard he was already. Our tongues were hungry for each other, we wouldn’t stop kissing if our lives depended on it.

I reached for his hoodie and took it off of him, then I got my crop top off, giving him a full view of my black-lace bra. David took a moment to look at my boobs, taking a deep breath. “Fuck, they’re perfect.” Before I could even say anything, he took one in his hand and started kissing the other. I managed to open my bra for him, earning a satisfied moan when there was no more fabric in the way of him and my boobs. Licking and even biting, he was having the time of his life.

I took the opportunity to feel him over his black jeans, rock hard. I opened his pants, taking him out, stroking and feeling his cock in my hand. He moaned as I would start jerking him off a little faster. “Let me have some fun too”.

Looking at me for a second, I bit his lower lip. Took his hand on mine and walked over to his bed. I kneeled in front of him, taking down his pants and underwear. “You have no idea how many times I’ve wanted to do this.” I told him, right before licking his shaft from bottom to top, taking the tip on my lips and pressing softly against it.

“Holy fuck, (Y/N),” David took my hair into a messy ponytail and kept staring at me, standing tall in front of me. I took him all in and slowly took him out of my mouth. “Oh fuck, god. You’re so good… Fuck me, this is… fuck.”

Not even able to form full sentences, I looked up at him, loving all of his expressions of pleasure, trying so hard to keep it together. He tried to keep his eyes open to look at me, shirtless, sucking his dick, but the whole sensations from it was too much. “Holy shit… Stop, stop stop stop… Or I’m gonna… fuck”

The struggle in his voice was making me so wet. David helped me get up and pulled me to another kiss, but a harder one this time. Still kissing me, he put me in bed, took his pants off completely and then his black t-shirt. Leaning over me, he took my jeans and panties off, quickly looking into his drawer for a condom. He opened the package with his mouth, skillfully sliding it through his dick. He made his way over in the bed, being on top of me. I took his necklace in my hand and pulled him closer to kiss me again.

He took the opportunity to feel me. “Oh my god, you’re so wet,” David sighed between kisses, sliding his fingers through my clit. He pushed two fingers inside of me, making me moan, then focused his kisses on my jawline and then my neck. “You’re so fucking hot,”

“David… Oh god,” I pulled his hair. His fingers inside of me were making me insane, but I wanted more. “I want you to fuck me, hard. David, please.”

He looked back at me, taking his fingers off of me and giving me to suck on them, which I did, immediately. He growled to the sight of me sucking his fingers, taking a deep breath to control himself not to cum right there. “Say it again…”

“Fuck me, David. I want you inside of me,” I said, giving his fingers one last lick.

Not wasting another second, he adjusted himself into my entrance and slid right in, one shot. I closed my eyes, moaning his name. “(Y/N), look at me, don’t close your eyes.” David said, as he started pounding into me, going harder and harder, gradually. Just the feeling of him inside of me, his sweaty messy hair, his lips swollen and the hungry way he would look at me, was too much to handle. I kept moaning his name, he started kissing and biting my neck, whispering curses of pleasure.

It didn’t take long for both of us, so desperate and frantic, to finish off. I came first, hard, moaning his name loud. He started to thrust faster, quickly reaching his orgasm too, riding it off with slower thrusts.

Completely exhausted, David lied on top of me for a second. I closed my eyes, but caressed his hair with one of my hands, while the other one would softly run all over his back. He let out a soft moan, liking that.

Soon enough, he got up, took out the condom and came back to bed, pulling me close and holding tight. Kissing my shoulder softly, then kissing my lips a couple of times. After a second, David laughed.

“What?” I wondered, looking at him and caressing his hair.

“You said you lost count of all the times you’ve imagined fucking my brains out,” David mentioned, looking back at me. “If you only knew how many boners I had to hide when you were around and did simple things like biting or licking your lips, or when you wore that goddamn blue summer dress.”

That took me by surprise. “Oh? Well… I still have that dress.” You bit your lower lip, shrugging.

“Fuck, okay, don’t say that. You’ll make me hard again.” David laughed and hid his face on my shoulder.

Before I could say anything, we heard loud thumps to David’s door. We froze.

“David?!” Someone yelled, seemed to be Natalie. “Are you in there?” We heard some random mumbling. “Have you seen (Y/N)? We can’t find her anywhere!”

We looked at each other. Fuck. How the hell are we gonna get out of this one?

#david dobrik #david dobrik x reader #david dobrik ff #david dobrik smut #david dobrik fanfic #reader #smut #vlog squad #vlogsquad

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Destiel Trope Collection 2019 Day 19: Holiday Fics

Where Things Grow | @castielslostwings Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 7730 Main Tags and Warnings: Domestiel, Human Castiel, Established Castiel/Dean Winchester, Gardener!Castiel, Beekeeper!Castiel, Sweet Dean Winchester, Good boyfriend Dean, Holidays, Holiday Fic, Christmas, Christmas activities, TFW 2.0 bonding, Mistletoe, Ice-Skating, Hot Chocolate, Boys Kissing, Christmas presents, Fluff, Tooth-rotting fluff, canon-divergent, allusions to post-canon setting. Summary: Holiday fic! A newly fallen Castiel is having some trouble adjusting, so Dean makes it his mission to find him a hobby. But what happens when winter comes and the only activity he's interested in is buried under ice? Dean to the rescue (again). An ambiguously-set canon-divergent fic circa season 13-14. No big bads, no Michael/Lucifer, established DeanCas.

Christmas Time is About Loving You | @wingsdestiel Rating: General Word Count: 2938 Main Tags and Warnings: Christmas Fluff, Falling Castiel, Men of Letters Bunker, Christmas Presents, Fluff Summary: Castiel wants to fully experience the holiday season, Dean has a realization, and feelings happen.

Winchester Sleeping | @spinnerjen Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 15343 Main Tags and Warnings: slow build, christmas, coma, awkward romance, smut Summary: Summary: Based strongly on the 1995 movie - 'While you were Sleeping' Meet Castiel - A hopeless romantic Chicago Transit Authority token collector who is mistaken for the fiance of a coma patient.

Mistletoe for Hugs | @noiproksa Rating: General Word Count: 1917 Main Tags and Warnings: Christmas Fluff, Team Free Will, Family Feels Summary: Dean and Sam explain Christmas traditions to a confused Cas. When they substitute kisses under mistletoes for hugs, cuddling ensues. (Intended as gen, but can be read as Destiel pre-slash.)

The Christmas Date | @fangirlingtodeath513 Rating: General Word Count: 10829 Main Tags and Warnings: Platonic Bed Sharing, Mentions of Homophobic Family Summary: Christmas is one of Dean's favorite times of the year. It means spending some quality time with his family and enjoying their company, even though it's only for a few days. So when Cas mentions he's not going home for Christmas, the thought's barely crossed his mind before he's asking Cas to come with him to Kansas. Maybe there was an ulterior motive, like spending more time with the guy he's come to like a little more than just a roommate, but Cas doesn't need to know that. At least, if Dean's kind but meddlesome family can stay out of his business, that is.

A Christmas Day Proposal | @roobear68 Rating: General Word Count: 3231 Main Tags and Warnings: Kid fic, best friends, marriage proposal Summary: As soon as 5 year old Cas discovered that one was “supposed" to marry one's best friend, he did what any boy in his situation would do. He decided to propose.

This Dance | @deans-jiggly-pudding Rating: General Word Count: 2213 Main Tags and Warnings: Christmas fluff, high school dance, Secret Santa Summary: Cas has been wanting to approach Dean for months, and the perfect opportunity presents itself at the school holiday dance. There's only one problem: What if Dean says no? Cas can't bear it and is ready to let the chance pass him by, when he is shocked to learn the identity of his Secret Santa.

New Traditions | @pherryt Rating: General Word Count: 49872 Main Tags and Warnings: Christmas, alone at Christmas, Fluff and Angst, Coming Out, Forced coming out, First Kiss, Christmas traditions, making new traditions, Ice Skating, cheesy Christmas decorations, Hurt/Comfort, bed sharing, not the standard Christmas tree, Happy Ending, Disowning, Pining, Mutual Pining, near years, good news, valentines day, mix tape, Confessions, Cuddling, Kissing, Easter, Easter Eggs, charity work, Fourth of July, Fireworks, Sparklers, Fluff, Trick or Treating, Good Neighbors, pneumonia, Halloween, Thanksgiving, canceled plans, Weather, Surprise Guests, Power Outage, Friendsgiving, Wedding, proposal, Years Later, Summary: Cas's Christmas season is fraught with ups and downs. He's not going home to visit his family - which is great for avoiding drama - but now that means he's going to be celebrating it alone - which isn't so great just in general. And to top it off, none of his roommates seem to be in the holiday spirit. But he's determined to enjoy the holiday, alone or not. Good thing he won't be as alone as he thinks.

Maybe it's the Great Pumpkin | @DesiraeLovesDestiel Rating: Explicit Word Count: 7862 Main Tags and Warnings: Halloween, established Dean/Cas, Case fic, fluff, humor, smut Summary: “Ah,” Cas piped up, as they pulled up to a red light. “You are referencing the Charles M. Schulz comic strip series that features a young boy with an unhealthy attachment to his blanket and a bullied child with an ineptitude for football.” For a moment, Sam and Dean just stared at Castiel, unblinking. “Fucking Metadouche,” Dean finally muttered. Team free Will finds themselves back in New England as they travel to Lyndon, New Hampshire to investigate at the infamous Spooky land. Boasting a haunted mansion, zombie paintball, and a corn maze, the carnival-fun vibe of the Halloween themed park is a playground for teens and horror lovers alike. When some of the patrons start disappearing from the attractions, it is up to the boys to figure out if these people left on their own or if something more supernatural is happening.

A Christmas Wish | @sheinthatfandom Rating: General Word Count: 6606 Main Tags and Warnings: kid fic, christmas, fluff, single parent cas, car accident, christmas eve, santa, strangers to lovers Summary: Castiel is a single father who lives for his daughter and making her happy. Grace is a wonderful kind and loving little girl who just wants to see Santa to make one more wish for Christmas. On their way to the city where the tree lighting is to take place and Santa will put in one last appearance the pair get into a car accident during a blizzard and have to rely on the kindness of a stranger home alone for the holidays. Can Dean Winchester help do Santa's job and give the pair what they need?

They Were Blue | @castielsangel-blade Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 4240 Main Tags and Warnings: Dean and Cas have feelings, holiday fic, side Sam/Eileen Summary: Dean is flying to Washington to spend the Holidays with his brother and his girlfriend. He'll have to take a plane to get there, which isn't his idea of a good time. But maybe a little bad weather can help.

Matchmaker | @thebloggerbloggerfun Rating: General Word Count: 4242 Main Tags and Warnings: High School AU, Misunderstandings Summary: Every year for Valentine's Day, Castiel's high school offers a matchmaking fundraiser service that tells each person which student they're most compatible with. Heterosexual results only, of course. Enter: Charlie Bradbury with a brilliant idea to switch names on their Matchmaker quiz so that they'll both get the result they want. Nothing could possibly go wrong.

The three times food was a big deal and the one time it wasn’t | @marian-elisa Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 1426 Main Tags and Warnings: Valentine's Day, Fluff, 3 + 1 things, Canon Universe, friends to lovers Summary: Dean and Cas + saying “I love you” 3 times without meaning it, and one time getting it right.

Kinda Like a Taylor Swift Song | @lemonsorbae Rating: General Word Count: 1736 Main Tags and Warnings: Fluff, Mutual Pining, Alternate Universe, High School AU, Grocery Store AU, Valentine's Day, First Kiss Summary: Everything was fine, and then Castiel walked into his life and now somehow Dean's life ended up kinda like a Taylor Swift song.

amāre et amārī | @thursdays-fallen-angel Rating: Mature Word Count: 15919 Main Tags and Warnings: Cupid!Cas, Baker!Dean Summary: One moment, Castiel is flying. The sky is lit only by the soft light of the crescent moon and the distant stars. Beneath him, the earth is mostly dark. The town, whichever one it may be, is sleeping—not that he pays it much mind. He has a job to complete, and a timeline to do it in. Destinies must be set in motion. And then his peace is shattered. Something dense hits him from above, striking right between his wings. It jolts him, snapping him out of the idle thoughts he tends to settle into while on duty. Thankfully, he only loses a few feet of altitude before he recovers. He twists in the air, trying to catch a glimpse of his assailant, but all he sees is a flash of white feathers before he’s hit again, this time by an arrow skewering through one of his wings. Now, there’s no recovering. One moment, Castiel is flying. The next, he’s falling.

Hocus Pocus | @thursdays-fallen-angel Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 4622 Main Tags and Warnings: Witch!Cas, Hunter!Dean Summary: Halloween season is always a hassle. It has its charms, of course, and no one can deny that it’s great for Hocus Pocus’ sales, but that doesn’t mean that Castiel has to like it overall. Not everything is about his shop. And currently, he very much does not like it. The fact that his ex then decides to show up unannounced is the icing on top of an already rough day.

McMansion Hell | @mittensmorgul Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 20877 Main Tags and Warnings: Christmas Fluff, Case Fic, SPN Holiday Mixtape 2018, First Kiss, Love Confessions, Crack Treated Seriously Summary: It's a few weeks before Christmas, and all seems relatively quiet in the bunker. Sam is preoccupied with kitten videos on youtube, and Dean and Cas have been tap dancing around each other with a slightly more holly-jolly theme. As Dean teaches Cas the true meaning of Christmas pie, Sam finds them a case just brimming with holiday cheer-- a ghost with his own highly individual style who doesn't deal well with critics. Let's watch as they all learn their lessons, with fondly exasperated commentary from a slightly frazzled narrator who shares your pine-scented pain.

It Fits | @friedlieb-ferdinand-runge Rating: General Word Count: 1278 Main Tags and Warnings:christmas fluff, proposal fic Summary: A proposal one shot in which Dean is hella awkward.

Castle | @friedlieb-ferdinand-runge Rating: General Word Count: 1269 Main Tags and Warnings:toddler!claire novak, toddler!jack kline, christmas fluff Summary: little Claire and Jack have some Christmas adventures and Cas and Dean are hella tired parents.

Chocolates at 9am | @envydean Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 1201 Main Tags and Warnings: Boss!Dean, Asssistant!Cas, Valentine's Day, Office Romance, Rule Breaking, Chocolates and Roses, not so secret admirers, Fluff Summary: Dean gets in early to place a rose on his assistant's desk under the guise of a secret admirer. Except that it turns out the admiration is both not so secret and mutual.

Father's Day | @babybluecas Rating: General Word Count: 2143 Main Tags and Warnings: canon divergent, fluff, kidfic Summary: The morning of the Father's Day goes just slightly differently than Dean planned it.

I'm Dreamin' of a Grey Christmas | @almaasi Rating: General Word Count: 4744 Main Tags and Warnings: Fluff, Snowball Fight, Christmas, Team Free Will 2.0, Falling Castiel, Human Castiel, Mutual Pining, First Kiss, Love Confessions, Growing Old Together, Canon Divergent, Fix-It Coda, Alternate Season 14 Summary: Coming in from the snow, Dean notices Cas now has a streak of grey in his hair. Angels don't get older. But Cas has been getting older for years. Is this a loophole that can save him from his deal with the Empty? Or is "adorably middle-aged" just another thing to add to the seven million reasons Dean wants to kiss him?

Barbershop Duet | @almaasi Rating: Explicit Word Count: 22515 Main Tags and Warnings: Alternate Universe - Barbershop, Christmas Eve, Christmas, Fluff, Romance, Smut, Dean thinks he's straight, Dean Has a Sexuality Crisis, Bisexual Dean, Barber Castiel, Demisexual Castiel, Professionals Being Unprofessional, Friends to Lovers, Facial Shaving, Shaving Kink, Marathon Sex, Family Gatherings, Domestic Fluff, New Year, Switch Dean, Switch Castiel Summary: Whenever Dean wants to feel pampered and cared-for, he goes to Castiel's barbershop for a proper shave. Right before the shop closes on Christmas Eve, Dean shows up in dire need of Castiel's magic touch. Although Dean is totally, completely, unquestionably heterosexual – when Castiel confesses he's feeling lonely, and then tries (and fails) to hide a boner, Dean refuses to be the heartless Christmas-ruiner who'd let a friend go home unfulfilled. Except maybe Dean enjoys their intimate experiment a little more than he cares to admit...

The Emporium of Christmas Enchantments | @almaasi Rating: General Word Count: 28062 Main Tags and Warnings: Alternate Universe, Sentient Toys, Christmas, Fluff, Romance, Cute Overload, Warm and Fuzzy Feelings, Magic, Miniature Dean, Toy Soldier Dean, Mute Dean, Smart Dean, Biromantic Dean, Miniature Castiel, Cowboy Castiel, Mute Castiel, Pining, Team Free Will, Holding Hands, Emotional Dean, Deaf Character, Sign Language, First Kiss Summary: Every night when the clock strikes twelve, all the toys in the toymaker’s workshop come to life. Dean is a little wooden soldier, so easily distracted by the pretty dolls. However, in the nights leading up to Christmas, he feels drawn to a very different kind of toy: Castiel, a kindhearted cowboy displayed on the other side of the store. Dean and Castiel spend all their time together, spreading joy and festive cheer throughout their miniature community. But once the Christmas rush comes around, will fate allow them to stay together? (Perhaps... with a little sprinkling of Christmas magic, even the wishes of simple toys can come true.)

Trick Or Oh No, Please Don't Cry | @babybluecas Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 1360 Main Tags and Warnings: alternate universe, fluff, halloween, kidfic Summary: Dean expected the Halloween night, spent on giving out candy, to be rather uneventful. And it was, at least, until the tiny disaster happened.

Garbage Cookies | @sternchencas Rating: General Word Count: 2389 Main Tags and Warnings: Christmas Eve, fluff, neighbours AU Summary: Both Dean and Castiel aren't very fond of Christmas. They don't even put up Christmas lights, incuring their neighbors disapproval. But when Castiel notices Dean's sadness, he decides to bring a little light in the other man's life.

7 days of hunting | @itsmajel Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 13018 Main Tags and Warnings: No warnings, christmas, family, case fic, season 12 divergent Summary: When Mary Winchester insists on a traditional family holiday, Dean knows life is going to throw sticks and stones their way the moment a pine tree moves into the bunker. Thus, it's not a surprise when the days leading up to Christmas are indeed filled with monsters and obscurities. What Dean doesn’t expect is that, between fairies and Christmas cookie baking, long-overdue confessions and werewolves and anxious first steps, they might just manage to find their own version of Christmas.

The Perks of Being a Human | @relucant Rating: Explicit Word Count: 12451 Main Tags and Warnings: christmas AU, fluff, friends to lovers Summary: "Down here!" Dean yelled breathlessly, and Sam gripped the knife tighter; anything strong enough to get into the bunker and get Dean at a disadvantage was bound to be a nasty piece of work. But when he got to the kitchen he stopped in the doorway with a start, mouth hanging open. "Uh… Dean?" "What?" Dean snapped, trying to maneuver the massive Douglas fir through the door. "Jesus, I swear this thing didn't look so big on the lot." "You… bought a Christmas tree?"

Me Too | @relucant Rating: Explicit Word Count: 1680 Main Tags and Warnings: valentine's day, anal sex, idiots in love Summary: Cas could handle the sex. Yeah, he was next-door to a virgin, cosmically-speaking, but he'd been watching over humanity for millennia. Cultural and chronological quirks came and went, sure, but the basics were pretty consistent. And he liked to think he was a decently fast learner. The first time he fucked Dean, yeah, Dean had had to walk him through it, biting his lip and telling Cas when to add another finger, when to finally guide his cock inside. But Cas catalogued every one of Dean's reactions to every single thing he did, and adjusted his actions accordingly. Cas watched the way Dean lay breathless and sated and staring at him with soft, satisfied eyes, and Cas was pretty sure that he was a fast learner. But when it came to courtship -- and he shuddered to think what Dean would say if he used the word -- that varied as widely as every human civilization since the dawn of time, and he still floundered trying to figure out what was appropriate for the American Midwest in the twenty-first century.

#destiel #destiel trope collection #destielfanficnet #deancasfanficnet #writersofdestiel #tropes #holiday fics #valentines day #christmas #thanksgiving #fathers day #halloween #new years eve #2019

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EDIT: These chapters have changed and moved to my new fanfic blog (link)

List of the previously published parts of my Frozen III dark AU fanfic

Rating M over all, 119K words in total so far incl. unpublished parts

Chapter One - “The Secret of the Northuldra”

Part 1 - Prologue - 1749 words

Part 2 - The plan - 2342 words

Part 3 - Elsa wakes up - 1879 words

Part 4 - Ahtohallan - 2213 words

Part 5 - Elsa’s trip - 2446 words

Part 6 - Honeymaren’s confession - 2398 words

Part 7 - Mattias and Halima - 3045 words

Part 8 - The secret - 3165 words

Part 9 - Sisters - 1848 words

Part 10 - Skalastet - 1875 words

Part 11 - Kolgrimr - 2304 words

Chapter Two - “The Prophecy” (yet unpublished)

Part 12 - finished - 3046 words

Part 13 - finished - 1866 words

Actors AU drabble - finished

Part 14 - finished - 2384 words

Part 15 - finished - 2728 words

About my writing - personal post

Part 16 - finished - 2051 words

Part 17 - finished - 2120 words

Part 18 - finished - 1715 words

Part 19 - finished - 2820 words

Part 20 - finished - 3577 words

Chapter Three - Race against time (yet unpublished)

Part 21 - finished - 2634 words

Part 22 - finished - 3046 words

Part 23 - finished - 3280 words

Part 24 - finished - 3150 words

Part 25 - finished - 2350 words

Part 26 - finished - 2845 words

Part 27 - finished - 2163 words

Part 28 - finished - 3073 words

Part 29 - finished - 2633 words

Part 30 - finished - 2815 words

Part 31 - finished - 3953 words

Part 32 - finished - 3659 words

Part 33 - finished - 4372 words

Part 34 - finished - 5579 words

Part 35 - finished - 4175 words

Part 36 - finished - 3618 words

Part 37 - finished - 4695 words

Part 38 - finished - 4000 words

Part 39 - finished - 4750 words

Part 40 - finished - 4144 words

Part 41 - WIP

to be continued...published maybe, that also depends on you. Please DM me, if you have any questions...

#frozen2 #frozen3 #dark!au #fanfic parts - overview #mine

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ao3feed-merlinarthur · 4 years

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by tehfanglyfish

It’s a beautiful spring day – the perfect setting for young royals to enter into a betrothal. Too bad Princess Elena is convinced that Arthur is a would-be assassin, out to kill her with a poisoned kiss. To prove that there is no danger, Arthur has no choice but to kiss Merlin, leading to several unexpected, though not unwelcome, developments.

Words: 2213, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Merlin (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Merlin (Merlin), Elena (Merlin), Godwyn (Merlin), Uther Pendragon (Merlin), Gaius (Merlin), Geoffrey of Monmouth (Merlin)

Relationships: Merlin/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin)

Additional Tags: Canon Era, Deviates From Canon, First Kiss, Accidental Relationship, Love Confessions, Don't Force People Into Arranged Marriages, It May Lead To Unintended Results

#AO3 works tagged 'Merlin/Arthur Pendragon'#ao3feed #merthur #ao3feed merthur #ao3feed merlinarthur

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ao3feed-merlin · 4 years

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A Springtime Betrothal

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2Sz5yVk

by tehfanglyfish

Words: 2213, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Merlin (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Merlin (Merlin), Elena (Merlin), Godwyn (Merlin), Uther Pendragon (Merlin), Gaius (Merlin), Geoffrey of Monmouth (Merlin)

Relationships: Merlin/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin)

Additional Tags: Canon Era, Deviates From Canon, First Kiss, Accidental Relationship, Love Confessions, Don't Force People Into Arranged Marriages, It May Lead To Unintended Results

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2Sz5yVk

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #merlin #bbc merlin

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ao3feed-bakusquad · 4 years

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Snuggling with You Under the Covers (No Homo)

snuggling with you under the covers (no homo) by kurokens

sero hanta is not gay, he just thinks kaminari is cute. denki kaminari thinks that saying “no homo” is a valid reasoning for things.

basically “no homo” but it's very homo.

Words: 2213, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Denki Kaminari, Sero Hanta, Class 1-A

Relationships: Kaminari Denki/Sero Hanta

Additional Tags: no homo but actually homo, Recreational Drug Use, Underage Drinking, its just the weed nothing crazy, sero is part latino, kaminari is part american, Class 1-A Shenanigans, Friends to Lovers, Boys Kissing, Love Confessions, boys being dumb, First Kiss

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24343471

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Kamisero #♥#Kamisero #⚡#📦#⚣#R:T #A:Kurokens

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ao3feed-tomarrymort · 5 years

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by exarite

There was plenty Tom needed to confess, that he could admit, but there was little that he felt sorry for.

"I've been awfully distracted during Sunday service, Father."

Father Harry cleared his throat. "And why is that?"

"I've been having impure thoughts," Tom said. Even as his smile stayed devious, he kept his tone innocent and light. "Sexual thoughts, Father."

Words: 2213, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Harry Potter, Tom Riddle | Voldemort

Relationships: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle, Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort

Additional Tags: Blasphemy, Priest Kink, Priest Harry Potter, Masturbation, Sexual Fantasy, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Catholic Guilt, Dirty Talk

#ao3feed #fanfiction #harry potter #tomarry #harrymort

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DI'S MASTERLIST

main ❀ ko-fi ❀ ao3

❀Fics❀

«Brave» AO3: ❀ Tumblr: ❀ “He was trembling. Despite the darkness surrounding them, and the shitty dim light of the flashlight he was holding, Richie could tell that Eddie was trembling with fear. He wanted nothing more than to reach out, touch him, hold him. He wanted to tell Eddie that everything would be alright, that they would get through this.”『809 | T』

«Burn, Crash, Romance (I'll Take What I Can Get From You)» *WIP* AO3: ❀ “Richie didn’t know Eddie very well, not that he would want to, and even just looking at him now, he knew that Eddie Kaspbrak was exactly all the things that Richie had tried to tell Stanley that frat boys were. His brown hair flopped into his brown eyes, pressed down by some red snapback worn backwards and beige khaki jeans that looked glued to his legs. He was hot and the smirk on his face showed that he knew it.” 『2919 | E | collab with @pattysblum』

«Coffee Shop Angel» AO3: ❀ Tumblr: ❀ “Wow, I’ve never been called a literal angel before.” He’s no longer laughing, but his smile is wide and his eyes were still bright. “Baby, that should be considered a damn crime,” he sighs, shaking his head in disbelief. “You deserve to be worshipped.”『2218 | T』

«Cold November Rain» AO3: ❀ Tumblr: ❀ "He was an idiot. A stupid, cowardly jerk. Why had he run away? That kiss had been everything he could have ever wanted. It was soft, tender and loving. Richie had put so much emotion behind that kiss. So much, that it had scared Eddie. Scared him so much that he made himself believe it was all some kind of joke."『1512 | T』

«Don’t Monkey Around With My Heart» AO3: ❀ Tumblr: ❀ "He rubbed at his eyes, seconds away from falling apart at the realization that this was all just a joke to Richie. He didn’t mean any of the words he’d said to Eddie and he never would."『1228 | T』

«Forget the Past, I Want You In My Future» AO3: ❀ Tumblr: ❀ "He quickly pulled on his coat, making his way through the radio station with a smile as he waved to everyone who greeted him. ‘Keep smiling. You’re almost out of here. Just a couple more steps.’ Richie thought to himself as he pushed open the front doors and stepped outside, cold air hitting him and a chill running down his spine. He hugged himself, rubbing his hands up and down his arms, trying to warm himself up. He made his way down the stone steps of the station entrance, fishing through his jacket pocket for his car keys. The last thing he thought, as his fingers made contact with the cold metal of his keys and his foot slipped on a slippery patch of ice, was how much he really fucking hated Christmas. [or: radio DJ Richie Tozier slips on ice and has to spend Christmas in hospital, with trainee Doctor Kaspbrak looking after him.]"『3477 | T』

«Habeas Your Corpus» AO3: ❀ Tumblr: ❀ “A beautiful blond between his legs was not the direction he thought his Monday would be going, but he wasn’t going to question it. Even if a part of him knew that doing this in a courtroom, where anyone could walk in on them at any moment, was a horrible idea. Then again, Richie wasn’t known for his good ideas, much less for his common sense, and so he shrugged away any lingering doubt as he surrendered to the feeling of Eddie’s hands.”『6654|E』

«How to Bring Someone Back from the Dead» *WIP* AO3: ❀ Tumblr: ❀ “He finds it in the library. The book is tucked between a couple of self-help books that Mike told him he should look into reading. It’s out of place—doesn’t belong there—but the title peaks his curiosity. How to Bring Someone Back from the Dead. He grabs the spine of the book and gently holds it in his hand, inspecting it. There’s no author, no other information, just a title and a short dedication of sorts on the first page. “For those that have hope still lingering in their hearts…” He looks around, making sure no one is watching him before he swiftly hides the small book in the pocket of his jacket.”『1306 | T』

«How to Know If You’re On a Date With Your Best Friend» AO3: ❀ Tumblr: ❀ “He could see the way Richie looked at him with furrowed eyebrows, eyes slowly widening as he realized Eddie was coming over to sit next to him. Plopping down on the seat, he pushed Richie further into the booth, making himself comfortable. Without breaking eye contact, he placed his straw in Richie’s milkshake glass and asked, “Are we on a date right now?””『2213 | T』

«Kiss Me By The Firelight» AO3: ❀ Tumblr: ❀ ““Alright trashmouth, truth or dare?” He looked over at Beverly, who had plopped down next to him, with a weary expression on his face. He studied her, the mischievous grin on her face not going unnoticed by an already alert Richie. “Dare, obviously. Only pussies choose truth.””『1247 | T』

«Kissed the Mark» AO3: ❀ Tumblr: ❀ ““Sorry, but you’re gonna have to tell me more than just your name before I let you put your hands on me.” Eddie jokes as he nods his head at Bev in thanks for their drinks. “I’m not that easy.” “Oh ok, hmm let me think…” Richie says as he pretends to think about what he’s going to say “I like long walks on the beach and being the little spoon, plus I’m a total bottom.” Eddie flushes at this, turning his head to avoid eye contact with Richie, and takes a sip of his beer. Richie continues to look at him, enjoying the way he continuously makes the other man blush. “What about you?””『3975 | E』

«Love Me (If That's What You Wanna Do)» AO3: ❀ Tumblr: ❀ “It was hard to say who exactly started it. After all, both of them were slightly tipsy the night The Kiss happened. All Richie could say—as his hand slowly slid down Eddie’s back, causing him to let out a faint whimper—was that he was very happy with the outcome of it all.”『1286 | M』

«Make It Up To You» AO3: ❀ Tumblr: ❀ “Maybe it was a little fucked up that he took considerable pleasure in watching his boyfriend of almost ten years cry as Richie denied him what he wanted most, but he couldn’t bring himself to care so much. If Eddie had caught on to his little guilty pleasure, he never mentioned it to Richie, and if he had an issue with the way Richie teased him in bed, he would have definitely called him out on it by now.”『4612 | E』

«Snowed Inn» AO3: ❀ Tumblr: ❀ “Richie and Eddie are carpooling home from college for the holidays but a snowstorm hits on their way there and they have to stay the night at a b&b”『4612 | E』

«The Future Freaks Me Out» AO3: ❀ Tumblr: ❀ “I’ll tell you one thing and one thing only spaghetti. I don’t want to think about a future where you’re not in it. I don’t want to think about you being on the opposite side of this country from me. I don’t want to think about any of that because I love you and it hurts. So please, shut the fuck up about college applications already!”『932 | T』

«Until I Hear It From You» AO3: ❀ Tumblr: ❀ “M-my parents sucked.” Bill said as he choked back a sob. “I mean... my own father hit me with his fucking car and then barely batted an eye. I’m terrified that I’ll fuck this up, Eddie. I don’t want to be a bad father, I want Ellie to have all the love and attention that Georgie and I never got growing up. You and Rich have two adorable daughters that have everything they could ever want...That’s what I want for Ellie. Please, Eddie, tell me how to be a good father.”『1599 | T』

❀College AU Prompts❀

«Richiepat» ❀ "you asked me out and I didn’t have time for dating between a full-time course load and my job(s), so I know it’s two semesters later but I’d really like to take you up on that date" + "we always end up eating alone in the school cafeteria at the same time, so when you ask me if you can join me, I’m surprised" «Steddie» ❀ "I catch you yelling at the printer in the library for not working and I don’t mean to alarm you since you’re clearly stressed, but I think you accidentally unplugged it" «Stozier» ❀ "some idiots decided it would be funny to mess with peoples’ laundry so now we’re sorting through our dryers and you’re holding up my pink underwear"

❀Drunk Prompts❀

«Reddie» ❀ “Why haven’t you kissed me yet?” + 2. Road Trip AU ❀ “H-How long have you been standing there?” ❀ “You’re sick, let me take care of you.” ❀ “You make me want things I can’t have!” ❀ the gang is playing a drinking game and Eddie wins, and he wants a lapdance from Richie ❀ “Please don’t be mad at me.” ❀ “You know you don’t have to try so hard with me, right?” ❀ “Are you jealous? That’s cute.” ❀ “Oh, God. We broke it–dude, he’s gonna be so pissed! This is all your fault–it was your idea!” + “… Is that my underwear?” + “Shut up and kiss me, you idiot.” «Stozier» ❀ “I know you’re mad at me, but will a kiss change your mind?” ❀ “Nothing is going to happen to you.”

❀Emoji Prompts❀

«Reddie» ❀ 🎉👄🤒 ❀ 🐿🍌👙

❀Five Sentence Prompts❀

«Reddie» ❀ “they said that broken mirror equals in 7 years of bad luck”? ❀ “It’s three in the morning!” ❀ “It’s three in the morning!” ❀ “just because i love eds it doesn’t mean i want to be with him,” eddie heard richie say. «2» ❀ “you know I love you, right?” «2» ❀ “Do you want me to?” «2» ❀ “And what exactly do you think you’re doing, my love?” «Hanslon» ❀ "I finally found you"

❀Halloween Prompts❀

«Reddie» ❀ You've literally dressed as ____ for _____ years, shouldn't you change it up? ❀ You drank the punch at the halloween party and made yourself sick so I’m taking care of you AU ❀ excuse you, i will never be too old to go trick-or-treating and i hear the house down the street gives out full sized candy bars «Streddie» ❀ A cat followed me home and won’t leave me alone even when I put a little hat on it so I guess I have a cat now AU

❀Kiss Prompts❀

«Reddie» ❀ In the bedroom + Confessing feelings ❀ in the snow + relief

❀Misc. Prompts❀

«Reddie» ❀ claws - as an apology here’s something I wrote for you ❀ okay dee,,, write that fuckin reddie kiss i NEED it for my soul, ok??? ❀ Okay but like Richie finally comes out by writing his first comedy special on his own as like therapy to work through what happened and the whole thing is about the dumb annoying hypochondriac that he was in love with as a kid. “He put his feet in my face and kicked of my glasses and I said to myself he’s the fucking one.” ❀ ficlet for my moodboard based on “he knew well enough” ❀ “I may be short, but you could at least try to make kissing you easier!” «Stanpat» ❀ you’re obsessed with my homemade soup that I serve at my cafe and I’m too embarrassed to tell you that I’ve only been trying out new recipes to see you get excited for the soup of the day. «Stozier» ❀ can we talk about how "it takes hours to look this good richie" is followed by richie winking at stan

❀NSFW Prompts❀

«Reddie» ❀ “One baby won’t hurt.”

❀Headcanons❀

❀ Reddie // Sunflowers ❀ Ben // The Sims ❀ Stozier and Reddie // Stanley and Richie dated at one point ❀ Reddie // Chapter 1 End Scene ❀ Richiepat // Chaotic Best Friends

#it masterlist #reddie #stanpat #stozier #streddie #steddie #richiepat #hanslon #updated: 01/23/20 #dianawritesfic #It fic

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