#nea writes

[likegoldintheair]

"Hey, baby," Tommy's voice carries through the apartment, "have you seen my shirt?"

Buck's standing in Tommy's bedroom, pulling said shirt over his head and ready to reply that yes, he has in fact seen his shirt and no, Tommy can't have it because Buck's already wearing it, when he pauses. Baby. That's- that's new.

It's just a word. It shouldn't make Buck's heart speed up or fill his belly with far too many butterflies for it to count as healthy.

Baby.

He closes his eyes and lets the word, that tiny little four letter word, echoe in his head. The memory of Tommy's voice repeating it over and over again, until it eventually ends up in Buck's own mouth before falling out as nothing more than a soft whisper.

"Are you okay?"

Buck blinks his eyes open, mouth still open around the word, and when he is met with a half-naked Tommy who is looking at him with a bemused expression, he all but melts.

"You, uh, you called me baby." Buck offers, as if that's an answer to Tommy's question. Maybe it is. "You've never- you haven't called me that before."

Tommy's face softens at that, his eyes dropping down to Buck's chest before finding his eyes again, eyes sparkling. He steps closer, until he can reach out and grip Buck's waist, the warmth of his hands noticeable even through two layers of fabric. Buck's own hands find their way to Tommy's arms, slowly sliding up until they rest at the soft curve of his neck, thumbs barely brushing the underside of his jaw.

"Well, you are my baby," Tommy says then, matter of factly, gently pulling Buck closer. "Aren't you?"

"Y-yeah?" Buck swallows, eyes dropping down to Tommy's lips for a moment. "I- yeah, I-I am?"

"You are."

Tommy just... looks at him, eyes so incredibly fond that Buck can barely breathe with it, before leaning in to press a soft kiss onto Buck's lips. He doesn't protest too much or at all, actually, when Buck immediately deepens it. Eventually, though, Tommy pulls away, panting just enough for Buck to feel a bit proud in a I did that to him kind of way.

"I'm really your baby, huh."

"Very much so," Tommy hums, one hand leaving Buck's waist to over his belly, up his chest, and then down again. Buck wonders, for a moment, if they're going to be late for work, which- he wouldn't be opposed to that. But Tommy simply pinches the loose fabric of the sweater, pulls at it a little, and says, "you're a thief, too."

Buck opens his mouth to protest, but Tommy just gives him a look then, as if to say try me. A smile is tugging at the corner of his mouth, though, and his free hand gives Buck's waist a small squeeze.

"I mean," Buck starts, heart pounding in his chest. "What's yours is mine, right, babe?"

"Babe, huh?"

"Darling?" Buck tries, knows he probably looks like a fool from how big he's grinning. "Sugarbuns? Pookie? Hot stuff?"

Tommy kisses him then, and Buck lets himself get lost in it again. When one of his hands slips down from Tommy's neck, Tommy's quick to reach up and take hold of it, pressing it against his own chest. He presses another kiss onto Buck's lips, hot and searing, as if he's pouring his entire being into it. When he breaks away, he doesn't go far, his forehead resting against Buck's. They stand like that for a moment, breathing each other in.

"You're still a thief, though," Tommy says eventually, voice low and rough, as he taps his fingertip against the back of Buck's hand where it rests just above his heart, and Buck wonders of Tommy's still talking about the shirt when he whispers, "you can keep it."

#hello idk what this is also i wrote it in twenty minutes #so if you see a grammatical error no you didn't #anyways enjoy <3 #evan buckley #tommy kinard #bucktommy #911 fic #bucktommy fic #nea writes

[kiras-sunshine]

if anyone has ideas as which henry and alex would dress up in halloween, i'm all ears (and ready to use those ideas in fic) 👀

#firstprince #red white royal blue #alex claremont diaz #henry fox mountchristen windsor #i am not american so halloween is truly a baffling concept but i feel like they would definitely have couple costumes #nea talks #nea writes

[ittybittybumblebee]

the plunge

#the joker #batman #i feel like i couldve executed the better but whatevs. #smashes bmy fist into conkreet .i wish i could do character dialouge well id b writing so much stuff 2 go with drawings it would b rlly nea #it would b cool #i like to obsess over characters ways of speaking but then i doubt myself on being able 2 replicate the cadence #feel like im clumsy w that #anyway it varies from comic to comic of cours ebut the jokers little quirks and habits of speech r rlly fun 2 read #as other characters of course but theres something specific abt him hes just. mhyeah LMAO anyway #get rid of the tags cant let my normal followers now i think the joker is neat/lh #my art #ittybittydraws

[1296-very-good-year]

In honor of potentially reaching the end of the flashbacks, here's a list of all the important things the audience knows but our boy Allen Walker does not:

Cross is still alive but MIA

Link is still alive and on team Nea under orders from Lvellier, likely tailing Tiedoll and Johnny (who are a few days (?) away from Allen and Kanda's location)

Kanda rejoined the Order just to help Allen/kill him if he has to

Kanda is in the early stages of becoming a Fallen One (this may or may not be stopped by him becoming a general)

Nea WANTS Allen to learn everything about him, believing that will speed his awakening

Road had Cross tell Allen in a dream to find the Campbell mansion

Nea was bffs with someone who might be a past version of Allen

Lavi and Bookman were abducted by the Noah, but Bookman is currently recovering at the Campbell mansion and waiting for Allen to show up

The Noah were unable to get any info from Bookman while he was with them and it's suggested Wisely let him go

Wisely and Road are the only Noah shown to have undamaged memories of Nea

Lavi has presumably been with the Noah for 3 months minimum

The Thirds (remember them!?) are team Noah now but we haven't learned why

Apocryphos had been screwing with Allen and/or Mana from the beginning

Allen is a "sacrificial lamb" for the Heart of Innocence (still unconfirmed if he HAS the heart, my guess is no)

Tyki looks just like Nea as noted by Road and Wisely. (unconfirmed if the Earl's memory of Nea has recovered enough that he would recognize Tyki's resemblance to Nea)

Nea is confident he can invoke Crown Clown, but hasn't done it yet

Nea + Mana = Millenium Earl, and now that Nea is waking up the Earl is breaking down into Mana again(?)

And last but not least, the Earl/Mana was Allen's adoptive father (so far only Road and Cross have been shown to know that, but Tyki is close to learning it too)

Feel free to add stuff I missed!

#its been so long so im writing this for me too #im sure ill need to reference it later #dgm #allen walker #Lavi #kanda yuu #tyki mikk #nea d campbell #road kamelot #mine

[spiderr-cakezzz]

Here's a quick peak of my Sparklecare self-inserts 2nd redesign! >:3 ♡ (A drawing of them before I finish their ref sheet! <3)

Awhile ago, I said I wanted to finish Nea's intro card before I posted their (now former) ref. But as you can probably guess, I never rlly finished that intro card- (╥ ╥) But I'm actually almost done w/ the new one now! I'm going to have it done in a few days, I just need to finish writing a section, and polishing a few things. So if all goes to plan, I'll be posting the ref and card soon ♡

(I'll have Nea's previous ref utc, also! ♡ :3)

#sparklecare #sparklecare oc #nea pollie tann #my art #eye strain #digital art #♡ #me rambling in tags #im so sorry for how horrible my procrastination is btw- pfhsgjsv #i do enjoy making these for my OCs #but i just occasionally get into a small rutt of sorts when drawing/writing that messes up my flow/rhythm(?) #and I have a bad habit of not trying to work hard enough to find more solutions for it #so i just end up putting the project off for A Long Time usually . #im sorry . </3

[ecstarry]

His eyes trace the curves of Regulus' body, memorising the freckles scattered across his pale skin. In moments like these, with Regulus naked in his bed, their legs intertwined, and a careless arm curled around Barty's waist, Barty allows himself to think of Regulus as his.

Snippet from some of you are better than none of you by @neaverse

#i might only write bartylus for the foreseeable future after reading this masterpiece #nea what the fuck #my heart #barty babe you're so cluless i love you let me hold you #bartylus #barty crouch jr #regulus blan #barty x regulus #gay dead wizards #hp marauders #marauders fanfiction #nea tag <3

[neaverse]

I hate character x reader with a burning passion

#I said what I said #if you write x reader fic then fine #you do you #but I will never read one #i get so embarrassed #its not even funny #it deserves a content warning #this is so silly of me but I can't fucking handle it #I've blocked like five people today because I saw x reader micro fics #and I don't have anything against these people but it's so fucking weird to me #like. why would I want to read about myself doing things I would never do??? #I would rather read about my favourite ships and not insert myself #Daily thoughts with nea (3am edition) #ranting with nea

[nearasuzuna]

Working on a Shirakumo one-shot no one asked for!

Gods willing, it'll be done within the next couple days

#nea's fics #fanfic writing #bnha fic #bnha fanfic #bnha fanfiction #bnha #oboro shirakumo #bnha shirakumo #mha shirakumo #kurogiri #mha kurogiri #bnha kurogiri

[nerdsandbabyteeth]

#Dracula novel #Dracula #Renfield #been obsessed w Dracula this last week because I’m writing an essay on it in Eng Lit NEA so joyous that my obsession has coincided w school

[likegoldintheair]

"We should-" Tommy's words get lost in another kiss, the hand he has on Buck's waist flexing involuntary. He kisses back, can't help not to, but then gently breaks the kiss. He tries not to smile when Buck follows him, eyes still closed. "We're standing in the middle of the entrance."

"Mm," Buck says, eyes opening and he looks... well, he looks both completely dazed and like he wants to eat Tommy for dinner. It sends a tingle down Tommy's spine.

"Should we, I mean," Tommy starts, surprised at the way he suddenly had forgotten the ability to speak. The only thing he's able to focus on is the way Buck's nails gently scratches his neck. "Evan."

Buck purses his lips in contemplation and lets his gaze slowly drag down Tommy's body. When he looks back up again, there's a michevious glint in his eyes.

"We should." Buck nods before dropping his hand from Tommy's neck in favour of grabbing his hand and, with long, determined strides, pulling Tommy with him away from the entrance. "We definitely should."

For a second, Tommy thinks that they're going up to wherever Chimney and Maddie are, but Buck walks past the elevators without so much as a glance. He is clearly a man on a mission, and honestly, Tommy will gladly follow him wherever he's going. Besides, he is pretty sure he knows where they're going. Still, it catches him by surprise when Buck takes a sharp corner and, in a move that is too smooth for it to not be taken directly from a movie, Buck spins him around and effectively pins him against a wall. Tommy is not proud of the sound that slips out of his mouth.

Buck, on the other hand, seems to love it.

"You're so-" Buck says, voice low and husky as he continues, "god, do you even know what you're doing to me."

"I think," Tommy says, gathering his bearings a bit, feeding off the way Buck looks at him like he can't believe Tommy's real. The feeling is, more than ever, mutual. He grabs Buck's waist, hands sure and stromg, pulls him in closer. Swallows at the feeling of having Buck this close, of having him like this at all, says, "I think I have a pretty good idea, actually."

Buck, honest to god whimpers at that, and before Tommy can say anything else, he's getting kissed within an inch of his life. Buck crowds in even closer, presses him into the wall until they're practically moulded together. It's exhilarating and hot, and Tommy's so turned on that he can barely think straight.

He's honestly not sure how long they stand there, bodies pressed together, and mouths never moving further away than enough to gasp for air before diving back for more. Eventually, though, the kisses slow down, the pushing and the pulling turning to gentle strokes against hot skin. There's no rush. They've got time.

When Buck finally takes a step back, just enough for Tommy to straighten himself up, he looks devastatingly beautiful. He's also, hilarously, completely covered in soot. Tommy wonders if he should say something, but that thought immediately flies out the window when Buck leans in for a final quick peck, a barely there brush of his lips against Tommy's.

"Come on." He says, cheeks flushed and mouth curving into a smile as he reaches out to take Tommy's hand. Tommy feels something take root in his heart, can't help but smile back, giving Buck's hand a squeeze. "I think I promised you a wedding."

#evan buckley #tommy kinard #bucktommy #911 abc #911 fic #hello i had feelings again bless #nea writes

[chiyoso]

ugghhhngnnghb im spiiiralllinnggg agaaainnn im so damn sorry for the inactivity everyone :(((

#— Whispers Against The Void •• #hnn vent/rambling under this tag #been drowning myself in games as well as trying to prepare myself studying and informing myself about psychology #i actually also have a few drabbles just waiting to be posted too #oh and someone help theres this guy... #hes built like satoru but he talks like toji like... hes so clingy and i rly rly like his attention and he feels the same BUT IM NOWHERE NEA #NEAR READY INTO HAVING A RELATIONSHIP SO LIKEEE #and im like overwhelmed at the thought of ppl thinking that im just ignoring my moots #NO sweetie im just rly fuckin burnt out and km often spiraling and i have insomnia and i want to sleep but i cant sleep and im just UGHHHH #can someone... i dont know write another depressed reader pov x scaramouche or suguru #i wanna write so bad but BRAIN isnt BRAINING and im just so fucking stressed n anxious for WHATTTTTTTT

[showinalittlelife]

Haha…read here

#only posted it because nea told me to #don’t mind the overuse of the word cruel pls #I’ve only got one more oneshot left and yall wont see my writing for a while I promise #barty crouch jr #just a warning Barty is actually a very bad person

[sometimesraven]

Pray.

Whumptober No. 5: “You better pray I don't get up this time around.”

Fandom: Dead by Daylight POV Character: Nea Karlsson Whumpee: Nea Karlsson & Meg Thomas

Sometimes even in the toughest of games, spite is enough to keep you going.

AO3 Link

The killer was toying with them.

Nea hissed out a frustrated breath through bloodied teeth as she sprinted for what felt like the hundredth time through the twists and turns of the Memorial Institute -- or this twisted game-board version of it that the Entity had created today. The Doctor wasn't far behind: he'd been dogging them for most of the game now, knocking one of the four players to the ground only to laugh as they writhed with his electroshocks over and over.

The pain was so absolute it was scarcely noticeable by now. Adrenaline kept her pushing forward while flickering hallucinations danced in her vision. It was just Nea and Meg, now, as it often ended up in games like this. Eventually the Doctor would get tired of tormenting one of them and actually let them die in a slow, dragging bleed-out. There was some solace in that, at least -- the Entity wouldn't be happy with him for keeping its sacrifices this way.

A cry behind her stopped Nea in her tracks. The sound of a body hitting the ground with a heavy thump. Nea span to assess the damage, only to see blinding white and stars as the Doctor's spiked stick made contact with her already bloodied, mutilated face.

Her eyes met Meg's as she met her on the ground. The girl's eyes were swimming with tears, and she didn't struggle as a pool of blood slowly grew beneath her. She looked more tired than Nea had ever seen her, and Nea knew with a squeeze in her chest that she had given up. There was a goodbye in the wobbling smile she gave that Nea knew well. See you in the next one.

As the light died from her eyes and the gong to signal another death rang out, Nea pushed herself onto her elbows, glaring at the forced grin of Herman Carter above her. If he let her wriggle from his arms again, she would drive that stick directly through his twisted ballsack.

He'd better pray she didn't get up this time.

#whumptober2023 #no.5 #“You better pray I don't get up this time around.” #dead by daylight #dbd #fic #canon typical violence #blood #injury #character death #(in the temporary dbd sense) #bleeding out #nea karlsson #meg thomas #herman carter #mine #writing

[fan-of-many-stories]

2023 FFXIV Writing Challenge

The Table of Contents for all my submissions for the writing challenge! It's complete! The Table has chapters clearly marked by expansion for spoilers, and has a summary for each! I'm proud of my work! Other WoLs featured belong to @phiselene , @aelyriawindrunner , and Nea Nightfall!

#auvo evergreen #4 wols #light party #ffxiv write 2023 #phi selene #aelyria windrunner #nea nightfall #ffxiv viera #male viera

[writermich18]

D. Gray-Man & Legend of Zelda Writing Prompt

Hero's Spirit reincarnates into Nea D. Campbell. Nea was "born" sick, weak; he wasn't going to make it past the first night. The Hero's Spirit decides to save the child Nea and ends up accidently becoming Nea.

Hero's Spirit: Oops.

Earl in Nea: Who the fuck are you?

Hero's Spirit, accepting his fate,, being more than 10,000 years old and not letting darkness take his new reincarnation, yeets the Earl out: fuck off.

Nea is now the Hero.

#d gray man #dgm #legend of zelda #writing prompt #hero's spirit #nea d campbell #loz

[neaverse]

I've been thinking about “It’s time to go” jegulus a lot lately and I can't wait for you guys to meet them<3 whenever that is

#daily thoughts with nea (3am edition) #jegulus #fic: it's time to go #my writing #my fics