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luvistqrzzz · 11 months

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- en - txt - bnd (in progress)

permanent taglist open- send an ask- @rikizm @str0l0gy @yenqa @heetoldme @crxzs @s00buwu @nhularin @eumpapas @bunreis @hysgf @mochamvgz @myonos @hyhees yall ever want to be removed, lmk its totally fine :D!!

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#📌.navi #🖊.masterlist #enhypen masterlist #txt masterlist #enhypen x reader #enhypen imagines #divider by plutism

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baxndaid · 2 years

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#TAGS

( 🖊 anons — ) . ➛ anon tag ( 💭 drabbles and ideas — ) . ➛ drabbles and ideas ( ! masterlists — ) . ➛ master-lists ( ✦ yae's cards — ) . ➛ finished writing projects ( *?* anon — ) . ➛ for specified anons ( 🀄 spam — ) . ➛ spam ( 🎲 shorts — ) . ➛ short writing projects ( 💬 reblog — ) . ➛ re-blogs

#— ✦ how to's #( 🀄 spam — ) .#( 🖊 anons — ) .#( ! masterlists — ) .#( 💭 drabbles + ideas — ) .#( ✦ yae’s cards — ) .#( 🎲 shorts — ) .#( 💬 reblog — ) .

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syrikif · 7 months

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Gamer Etiquette

Kodzuken x Streamer!Y/N

Pairing: Kenma Kozume x Fem!Reader

Genre: SMAU + Written, Strangers to Lovers, Romance, Fluff, Humor, Friendship, Hurt/Comfort, Streamer/Youtuber AU

Content Warnings: Sexual jokes/content, mention of death threats, mature language

Upcoming content creator/streamer, Y/N, has gone viral for lots of things. Her infamous dumb moments, her blended cookie recipe (which tastes better than it sounds), the way she rages at her friends during games, and about a hundred more.

But her most recent viral moment? Accidentally knocking famous streamer, Kodzuken, off the Bedwars map and making him lose his two year winning streak.

Now with more attention (and hate) than she ever asked for, her only option left is to go to the source: the man himself, Kenma Kozume.

Created: October 6, 2023 Completed: (Ongoing) Update Schedule: I’m currently in the process of moving so just whenever I can :)

Masterlist:

Important Profiles: Y/N's Group Kenma's Group Prologue: Daddy Kink Cat Distribution System Chapter 1: Thirst Trap Hospital Food Chapter 2: Bedwars 🖊 Boredom 🖊 Chapter 3: Trending One Game Chapter 4: Calm Guilt 🖊 Chapter 5: Unhinged One in a Million Chapter 6: Cuddle Buddies 🖊 Casual Chapter 7: Rating The Cat Girl Chapter 8: A Dozen Men Little Things 🖊 Chapter 9: Scaredy Kitten Disappearing Act Chapter 10: Chapter 11: tbc . . .

Author's Notes:

Hey guys! This is my first post on Tumblr and the first SMAU I've ever written. Which, kudos to everyone else who makes SMAU's because they are a lot of work.

Just some basic info before you begin reading:

Y/N uses she/her pronouns and is feminine presenting.

Every chapter will have two parts, one part from Y/N's point of view and one part from Kenma's; the order will differ depending on the chapter.

Every update will be a double post so make sure you know you’re reading the correct one first, and reading both of them.

Time stamps don't really matter unless explicitly written by me so you can just ignore them :)

There will be both written and social media elements; written parts will be marked with a pen (🖊).

And I'm gonna be honest, while I love the anime I haven't actually watched it in a long time and I was never able to finish season three. That being said, if anything I write seems out of character for anyone just bear with me I'm trying my best lol.

Please feel free to give me any feedback and/or criticism to help me improve. And if any of the links aren't working just let me know and I'll try to get it fixed ASAP.

If you have any questions, don't feel too shy and reach out if possible; I promise I'll answer to the best of my ability.

(Also, just comment if you'd like to be on the taglist.)

Hope you enjoy the story :)

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holylulusworld · 4 months

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Reacher masterlist

Masterlist for all Reacher x Reader stories

Legend status: ❌ on hiatus //❗ ongoing // ✔ complete // 🆕 upcoming // 🖊 rewrite

Contains: 💔 angst // 💕 fluff // 💦 smut // 🖤 light smut // 🤍 implied smut // 😈 darkish // 🐺 A/B/O

Thick 💦COMING SOON

BFG masterlist ✔

Find all my stories here: Masterlist

#jack reacher #Reacher masterlist #reacher #jack reacher x reader #jack reacher x you #jack reacher x y/n #alan ritchson

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spacecowboyhotch · 7 months

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navigation | masterlist

ON HIATUS, 10/07/23-11/06/23.

the most heartfelt, biggest thanks to each and every one of you. every comment, reblog, ask and like means so much to me. i don’t take a single one of you for granted. 🤍

2023 KINKTOBER MASTERLIST

submissions run from nov 1st-nov 31st. disclaimer: if you are not 18+ do not send/interact with any 18+/NSFW content on this list.

🎥: pick a 500 word passage from any of my works and ill give you DVD commentary (what i was thinking when i wrote it, why i wrote, why i chose certain words, what this moment means in the context of the fic, etc.)

🎶: give me a song & character and i’ll give you a kinky situation

🔥: send me a letter from this list & a character, and i’ll give you a kinky headcanon

🍁: give me a character and ill give you a spooky/fall activity

🤔: send me two kinks or tropes to choose from!

🔪: FMK or One Night Stand/Bestie/Spouse

💭: send me YOUR kinky headcanons and let’s discuss

🖊 wip: ask for a sentence from a wip i’m working on.

📚: give me a kink or trope and i’ll rec my favorite fic

🎨: send me a work that you want circulated and i’ll reblog it. fics, gifs, icons, fanart are all welcome!

❓: ask me anything!

MOOTS ONLY:

🕯️: i’ll tell you my favorite thing about you!

👀 : cast my mutuals as….kinks, blorbos, etc.

🎧: i’ll pick a song that makes me think of you!

tagging some moots for boost: @honeybrowne @juneknight @marc-spectorr @greg-montgomery @doctorstethoscope @hotchs-bitch @h0tch-r0cket @flightlessangelwings @astroboots @campingwiththecharmings @xbellaxcarolinax @stargazingcarol @eyelessfaces @lavendertales @softlyspector @haylzcyon @pedrito-friskito @inklore @psychedelic-ink @missdictatorme @mccn-bcys @toracainz @jaspxr @fightingdragonswithwho @lesbianhotch @hotch-girl @cr1minalskies @sadgirlml @lefthandedhotch @pinkheartem0ji @dudeitiskarev @ssamorganhotchner @masterwords @ivyheliotrope @ivystoryweaver @shurisbraids @wakandas-vibranium @chimneysrebarscar @whatthefishh @my-secret-shame @melodygatesauthor

#BIGGEST KISSES FOR ALL OF YOU #MWAH #arson’s kinky 4k celebration #arson events

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addieslibrary · 6 months

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Cassian Masterlist

* means smut, minors DNI

Series

Payback part 1* part 2* ✔️

What You Made Me part 1 part 2 ✔️

Back to What I Know We Can’t Go Back ✔️

Crawling Back to You part 1* part 2* part 3* ✔️

Then Go part 1 part 2 ✔️

Killing Me Softly Nothing Even Matters ✔️

My fault part 1 part 2 part 3 ✔️

Pawns in your Game part 1 part 2 ✔️

Don’t Go Stay With Me✔️

Hiraeth part 1 🖊

Oneshots

I’d do Anything for You

Can’t Live Without You

Sandwich

The Hill I Die On

I’m Supposed to Protect You

Stolen Moments

Obsessed

Nesting

300

Ouch

Absolutely exhausted

Where is She

Home (sister!reader)

Terrible Twos

Sleepy Desires

Shattered Me

Lavender

Tides and Turmoil

Miscommunication

Surprise

Remnants of a Star

Misunderstandings

Patience

Burrow

Savior

Do you still love me

Surrender

Live Without You

Hickeys and the Marks we Leave

Rejected

“Was any of it real?”

Never Enough

Forever Tied

Longing

These Hallowed Halls

#cassian x reader #masterlist

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interesting-interludes · 10 months

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stranger than fiction (1)

→ 📖 pairing: assistant!jimin x novelist!reader

→ ☕ genre: enemies to lovers, angst, fluff, eventual smut

→ 🚬 word count: 3k

→ 🍝 summary: you are a reclusive author who wants nothing more than to be left alone so you can write at your own pace. jimin is the youngest executive assistant at Lucky Coin Publishers, and he’s never once been intimidated by a writer or their current project. that is, until he’s assigned to help you complete your latest novel. and you aren’t pleased about it.

→ 🍷 content warnings: profanity, smoking, jimin is very determined, reader is very grumpy, sexual tension.

→ 🖊 a/n: loosely based on a relationship from the movie stranger than fiction and also the tv show black books. thanks for reading :)

series masterlist → next chapter

chapter 1: satan smoking a cigarette

Jimin has worked with many, many authors, but none of them have ever been this elusive.

The publishing executives said you would be a difficult case, that you were a bit of an eccentric. In fact, when Jimin asked one of his supervisors about you and your...colorful reputation at the publishing house, all he had to say on the matter was “that woman is Satan smoking a cigarette.”

Jimin had been told that he was the sixth person to be assigned to you. No one knew why, but apparently you had a vendetta against anyone connected to Lucky Coin Publishers. A category which Jimin unfortunately fell under.

But, being the perfectionist that he was, and never one to back down from a challenge, Jimin accepted the seemingly impossible task. A task that no one else from the company has accomplished so far: getting you to finish your latest novel by the end of the year.

Jimin tried calling 42 times over the course of three days. You had no personal number, even though it was the year 2002 and most people with your level of notoriety and fame owned a cell phone by now, or at least a pager.

The publishers were beginning to get anxious, considering the fact that you hadn’t given them anything to work with in over three months. Not one draft, not one page, not even a clipping of meaningful prose. And, considering the book’s set release date, this was quite the problem.

So, here he was, asking around the quaint yet utterly reclusive community of Hidden Village. The name being as ironic as its residents. For it was a town of starving artists, retired creatives, and obscure literary celebrities who were fiercely protective of their anonymity. It was a place for strange, solitary people to live in peace and blissful privacy.

Something Jimin was about to disrupt.

He’d traced your location as far as your apartment number, given that the publishers were so antsy and had given him clearance to be a little invasive, but no one had answered the buzzer.

Now, if Jimin was any less determined, any less qualified given his history, he might’ve given up after the first few failed attempts. But, of course, he was Park Jimin, the youngest executive assistant in the company’s history. And he wasn’t about to let that title slip away.

So he walked the cobblestoned streets in the fading afternoon sun, searching the street signs for Red Herring Road.

When no one answered the buzzer, Jimin tried a few of the neighbors. One of them was a grumpy-sounding man who told him check the cafe a few blocks away, or the museum, or the bar, or the bookshop. But Jimin figured he’d try the cafe first.

He found it after just a few minutes of walking. An ivy-draped awning in the narrow street, shading a few little tables and chairs. A teapot-shaped sign over the door read:

Jam & Bread: coffee, sandwiches, pastries.

This must be the place, Jimin reassures himself, straightening his sleeves and perfecting the curve of his hair.

As he approaches, he sees that there’s only one person inhabiting the small cafe.

A woman, sitting outside, hunched over the crowded tabletop.

None of your books have an “About the Author” section, let alone a picture of your face on the back cover. But he recognizes you still, from that one interaction four years ago.

You’re dressed in heavily oversized, layered clothing. A sweater here, a scarf there, a wool coat hanging off the back of your chair.

It’s a bright yet chilly afternoon, so you’re dressed warmly with a pair of sunglasses on your nose.

A sea of papers is spread out in front of you. Open books, notepads, a few loose leafs, and sticky notes scattered all throughout. And to your right: a foamy latte in a large mug with a fluffy chocolate croissant.

Jimin prepares himself for the interaction to come. Because, from the looks of it, you clearly don’t want to be disturbed.

But Jimin knows that if he wanted to succeed, he’s going to have to do just that.

You’ve decided, over the course of several run-ins with your editor, that semicolons are bastards that have no place in any of your works. You make a note to exclude them from all future manuscripts.

This particular novel has proven to be more difficult to complete than all the others, you’ll admit that much. Maybe it’s because your most recently published book catapulted into unexpected (and probably undeserved) fame, meaning that the next thing you put out has to be even better or you’ll be a disappointment to everyone.

Now, you’ve never been one to easily cope with high expectations, or anyone expecting anything good out of you at all, so this newfound situation was especially overwhelming.

This book has loomed over your head like a storm cloud, like a deep depression, threatening to destroy your mental state at the drop of a hat.

Then, just as you’re getting into a groove, another damned interruption.

This time, it’s a young man in black dress shoes. The obnoxious squeak from the overly-polished leather is the first thing that grabs your attention.

You look up from the page you’re currently annotating, barely bothering to disguise your irritated expression.

He’s standing there in a tailored green coat that molds to his shoulders and thin waist. Then there’s the rings on his fingers and the ridiculous perfection of his hair: dyed blonde and styled up out of his face.

He’s beautiful, tantalizing. It's slightly infuriating.

“Excuse me,” he begins in a voice much lighter and silkier than you expected. “Are you Miss Nin?”

Nin, it was the pen name you’d chosen so many years ago. From Anaïs Nin, the author famous for her diaries and erotica. Even now, most people you know refer to you by that name. It makes life a little easier, living life through someone else’s name.

You survey the young man, trying to determine what exactly he wants. Nothing good, no doubt.

“No, she lives down the street,” you say, testing the waters. “Just around the corner, you can’t miss it.”

You say it with a pleasant smile, hoping he’ll take the bait. Because once he turns the street corner, you can escape through the alleyway and make it back to your apartment.

But the young man scans you up and down, calculating. After a few moments, he gives you a sly smile.

Authors are such bad liars, he thinks to himself. They spend so much time thinking up fiction in their works that there’s none left for their real lives.

And, of course, he already knows well who you are.

“No, I think you’re sitting right here, Miss Nin.”

Your genial expression drops in an instant. So that’s how it’s going to be.

You look at him over the rim of your sunglasses.

“And you are?” you say, clearly not amused.

Something very small in Jimin’s mind deflates. You don’t remember him.

But he shakes it off in an instant, slipping back into his professional persona.

“Park Jimin, pleased to meet you,” he answers cheerfully, holding out his hand to shake.

You glance at it once.

“A horrible judge of character on your part,” you reply dryly.

“I’m the assistant your publishers hired,” Jimin says, still friendly as ever.

“Oh, the spy,” you spit, beginning to gather your things.

“The assistant,” he corrects gently.

“I don’t need an assistant.”

You snatch all the stray papers and shove them in your tote bag, along with the three books, two journals, three notepads, and the six loose pens that were strewn about.

“I provide a number of services, whatever you need to—”

“Oh, such as watching me like a vulture and nagging me every time I get distracted, those kinds of services?”

By now, you’ve gathered all your belongings and have moved on to donning your scarf and coat.

Jimin watches you curiously. There’s a strange quality about you, the same one he saw when the two of you met the first time.

Maybe it’s the way you look at him with such quiet intrigue, or the way you rush to gather the immense amount of books and papers that you apparently carry in your bag. Whatever it is, it seems that he can’t take his eyes away from you.

“Miss Nin, I’m sure we can find a way that I’d be of use to you,” Jimin says as you shrug your bag onto your shoulder.

“I can help you with any organizational needs you might have, any—” the rest of his sentence trails off.

Jimin watches in fascination as you grab the full mug of coffee, tilt your head back, and down the entire thing in a matter of moments.

Then, you wrap the croissant in a napkin, dig in your wallet for an extremely generous tip (which you tuck under the vase of flowers on the table), give whoever is inside the cafe a friendly wave, and set off marching down the street.

He scrambles after you.

“Listen,” you begin impatiently. “I don’t need the publishers breathing down my neck and I certainly don’t need an “assistant” lurking around my workspace. So, if you would be so kind, please vacate the premises before I commit the stereotypical and turn you into an unlikable character that gets killed off in my next work.”

You pick up the pace as you stalk down the street, bristling at the fact that the publishers felt the need to send yet another spy after you expressed your intense dislike for them.

“Miss Nin, if you would just listen for a moment—” Jimin tries, but you’re quick to interrupt him again.

“Look, I’m sure you’re good at your job and all, but I simply have no need for any kind of assistant. I work best alone, even though the publishers refuse to acknowledge that. I’ve told them time and time again that outside involvement just slows me down. So, thank you for coming all the way out here, but you can tell the publishers that I dismissed you and I’ll take the heat from there.”

You say it all without looking at him, staring straight ahead like you’re hoping it will make him magically disappear.

By now the two of you have reached the mass of apartments, all in shades of old brown and faded cream. A criss-crossing system of fire escapes crawls up the sides of the building. The whole structure looks ancient, with peeling paint and chipped stone.

You approach an ivy-covered wall and stop at the door where Jimin started his search not too long ago. With the hand still holding the napkin-wrapped croissant, you punch a very long sequence of numbers into the keypad next to the buzzer.

A beep. You yank the door open and try to slither inside without him following you. But Jimin jams his foot through the gap before you can slam it shut.

“Miss Nin, please,” he pleads. “I really think I could be of help to you if you would just let me.”

There’s a moment where you stop to look at him, and something in your expression suggests that he might’ve gotten through to you.

Jimin’s breath catches in his throat when he sees how your lips part slightly, how your eyes flick over his with that same silent, enigmatic question.

He has to admit, something in his internal rhythm skips in that moment. Maybe this is the start of something—

“Nah, I’m good,” you say, whipping around and leaving Jimin hurrying after you after a pause of shock.

The room you’ve both entered is not what Jimin thinks of when he imagines the lobby of an apartment building.

There are checkered marble floors, shiny and polished despite the outward state of the building, and a number of large, stylishly modern leather couches scattered all throughout the large room.

But there’s also stacks of boxes lining the walls, countless empty picture frames propped up against each other, and cobwebs hanging like drapes from the ceiling.

You’re rushing up the stairs now, which stretches and spirals far above.

Jimin uses the curling iron railing to help him catch up to you. His professional shoes click against the marble, and the sound only adds to your annoyance.

He’s a persistent one, you’ll give him that.

“Trust me, Mr. Whoever You Are,” you say, somehow walking even faster. “You wouldn’t enjoy working with me. I’d make sure of it.”

Jimin is a little distracted. Not only by the incredible speed that you’re maintaining, but also the interior of your apparent “apartment building.”

Paintings crowd the walls, all in old intricate frames, a thick layer of dust over the landscapes, portraits, and impressions. It looks more like a museum than a place to live.

As Jimin follows you up the great, winding staircase, he can’t help but wonder why you’re so resistant to the idea of an assistant. It instills a small flame of curious determination in him.

He matches your pace, just a few steps behind you, as the two of you pass a massive cracked mirror leaning against the railing.

“Maybe I could come to that conclusion myself?” Jimin says, hopping up a step so he can stand next to you, trying to catch your eye.

But you keep on pretending he’s not there, staring straight ahead with the rigid focus only a writer possesses.

Higher and higher you climb, passing more curious things, like a broken chandelier surrounded by crystal shards, then a pile of rotting wood planks.

The sound of your footsteps remains steady while Jimin’s start to slow from exhaustion.

Either you’re completely unfazed by the incredible number of steps, or you’re very good at hiding it.

Jimin pauses, chest heaving, one hand on the railing as he leans over to catch his breath. He hears your steady footsteps carry on.

He looks up to see you reaching towards a rusty door at the end of a long hallway. Digging around in your bag, you pull out a bundle of jingling keys, almost immediately finding the right one and slipping it inside the lock.

Swinging the door open, you disappear behind it as Jimin springs into action again.

His hand slips between the gap just before the door closes and automatically locks.

What he hopes to see is the inside of your apartment, a refuge from the long stretch of exertion that lays behind him. But what he finds is more stairs.

This stairway is less grand. No marble floors or fancy railing, just a narrow tower of concrete steps and unpainted walls.

He follows you up the stairwell that twists this way and that, until the two of you reach yet another door.

“Go home, kid. I have no use for you,” you say dismissively, sifting through your key ring to unlock the door.

That does it. The last of Jimin’s patience flickers out like a candle flame.

The lock clicks open, and you try to slam the door in his face, but he extends his arm and plants his hand firmly on the wood.

The sound and force of it makes you jump, whipping around to face him.

His face has changed. A moment ago, it was soft and pleasant. Now it’s hardened and dark, his eyes piercing into yours like icicles.

“Miss Nin,” Jimin begins, voice sharp enough to cut. “I’ve been an author’s assistant for three years. I’ve helped eight authors complete more than eleven books, and I’ve never gone back to the publisher to ask for more time.”

He straightens, adjusting his coat while maintaining that same icy eye contact.

“Now, I will available to you whenever you may need me. And you will find that I can be very....persistent.”

You narrow your eyes at him.

“Here’s my home number, my mobile number, and my pager number. I don’t take calls past eight p.m. and I don’t tolerate the use of narcotics.”

You raise an eyebrow at that, begrudgingly taking the business card he hands you with all his information.

“I believe the novel is set to release early next year,” Jimin says in a fake nonchalant tone. “Which means you have until the end of December to come up with a final draft.”

The mention of a deadline makes you bristle, setting him with a glare.

“So, until you put the last punctuation mark on the very last page, I will be here. Ready to assist you.”

A moment of tense silence. You glaring at him, him staring right back with a slight, smug smile.

You move to retreat into the doorway.

“Oh, and Miss Nin?” Jimin interrupts, sounding pleased with himself. “I get paid whether you like me or not.”

You slam the door.

#jimin x reader #jimin fanfic #enemies to lovers #park jimin #jimin angst #bts enemies to lovers #BTS jimin #bts fanfic #bts fanfction

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dronarryfest · 1 year

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Dronarry Fest 2023 Masterlist & Reveals!

Thank you so much to all our participants! In our inaugaral year, Dronarry Fest '23 has had 20 fantastic works! And thanks to you, readers, commenters, kudos-givers, and bookmarkers - we're so thrilled you've enjoyed these amazing fics and art as much as we have! Here's to another year, but in the meantime... enjoy the reveals!

🐍👑⚡️

✨Dronarry Fest '23 Art 🎨

If you climb in the saddle, be ready for the ride. | G, by @digthewriter

Lavender Haze | E, by @bluebutter-art

Lustre | T, by @getawayfox

✨Dronarry Fest '23 Fic 🖊

All the good things and the bad things that may be | M, 5.7k by @maesterchill

Bad Company | E, 86.4k by @bluesyquill

A Bad Joke Waiting to Happen | M, 26k by @vitaminpops

Boy Wonder | E, 6k by @maesterchill

Dandelion Wine | E, 2.3k by @thesleepiesthufflepuff

from your smile down to your feet | M, 9.3k by @eevans22

Let Be, Let Be | M, 10k by @tackytigerfic

Mastermind | E, 10.7k by @schmem14

Of Dreams and Death | T, 2.3k by @lumosatnight

The Promise of Things to Come | T, 3.8k by @basicallyahedgehog

A Season in Amber | T, 7.8k by @astridastrolabe

Sext and Chill? | E, 3.4k by @drwhoisginnyholmes

Silhouettes | E, 16.7k by @sweet-s0rr0w

The Sun, Shining Above You | E, 14.5k by @oknowkiss

A Time, Dark and Divine | E, 17k by @moonflower-rose

Trillium | E, 13.4k by @wolfpants

Try as I might, I could not bring myself to hold you | T, 6.6k by @higher-further-faster-gayer

#dronarryfest #dronarryfest23 #dronarry #draco/ron/harry #drarry #dron #hp fests #hp fanfic #drarry fic #dron fic

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asgardwinter · 2 years

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The Divorce | masterlist

summary | It was supposed to be only a regular break up, all the adults would blame it on parting for college, on being too young. The kids didn’t see it that way, the top2 babysitters deciding they weren’t together anymore was something that made an impact. Dustin dramatically called it ‘the divorce’ and no one knew the actual reason behind it.

pairing | Steve Harrington x fem!Reader

warnings | angst, friends to lovers to exes to lovers (the friends part is more on flashbacks), season 4 spoilers!, blood and injuries, there will be a happy ending idc (each part has its own warnings in the beginning!)

word count | 21k (in progress)

❊ join the taglist! | Steve Harrington Masterlist

❊ Part One

❊ Part Two

❊ Part Three

❊ Part Four

❊ Part Five

❊ Part Six

❊ Part Seven

❊ Part Eight

❊ Epilogue

♬ playlist | 🖊 ao3 | 📷 moodboard

#asgardwinter writes #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington angst #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x fem!reader #series: the divorce

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asherthehimbo · 10 months

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Always Black Cats and Bitter Coffee Materialist

soulbound masterlist

Synopsis: Minho absolutely hated this, having to see his soulmate's emotions in the form of a color on his skin. He hated the fact that for the past two years, all bright colors had drained from his skin, leaving only the darkest, most dreadful colors Minho could think of. Being paired with his friends and some strangers for a school showcase wasn't so bad until he found out the cute senior was his soulmate, and his brain exploded in 100,000 different pieces. He wants to talk to him. He wants to spend time with him, but how is he supposed to do that when his soulmate only interacts with 3 people on the team? Oh, he knows. He could go to his soulmate work! Nope, this only causes him rage - seriously, what is up with rude customers and flirty coworkers? It seems like everything is thwarting all Minho's efforts to get close to the love of his life. From obsessive exes to a secret backstory, Minho can't even begin to comprehend how he is supposed to do this?

📞 = text | 🖊 = written

Asher speaks: Y/n is referred to as Blue by most of his friends, but is referred to as Azure [Zu, zuzu, Azu] by Song Mingi and Jung Yunho. Ignore any and all refrences to time[like on twt] unless specified that they are important

Update schedule: non, i post willy nilly now

Soulbond explanation

Character profiles: twt version

Chapters:

🔷️Chapter 1: New assighnment

🔹️Too distressed📞

🔹️Seperation anxiety📞

🔹️great minds📞

🔹️with cat's and coffee📞

🔹️who to stalk📞

🔷️ Chapter 2: That weekend

🔹️night of writing🖊

🔹️Y/n?📞

🔹️friday night bbq📞🖊

🔹️fight📞

🔹️whipped📞

🔷️ Chapter 3: Sunday

🔹️5a.m📞

🔹️fess up📞

🔹️call & a movie📞

🔹️pretty📞

🔹️ I know a guy📞

🔹️love cat theory📞

🔷️ Chapter 4: Learning a lot this week

🔹️paraniod📞

🔹️Yellow:)📞

🔹️🩵1️⃣🍑 📞

🔹️It's just not right📞

🔹️the others???📞

🔹️ MatZ📞

🔹️ Husbands📞

🔹️ Bonus - glad to have met you📞

🔷️ Chapter 5: Pink is a trauma inducing color

🔹️I've found you📞🖋

🔹️Sanni🖋📞

🔹️If I hurt Blue...📞

🔹️down horrendously 📞

🔹️ Ateez 📞

🔷️ Chapter 6: Yippeeeee

🔹️Im not jealous😁📞

🔹️moves???📞

🔹️boy toy🖋

🔹️Finale📞🖋

memes

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#smau #skz #skz smau #stray kids #soulmate au #Abc×2 masterlist #Abc×2 smau #lee know #stray kids lee know #stray kids minho #Lee know smau #kpop x male reader #crossover

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luvistqrzzz · 7 months

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*ੈ♡⸝⸝🪐༘⋆ — e n m a s t e r l i s t

lhs — ☆

the accidental polaroid (smau) — Lee Heeseung doesn't believe in love at first sight but what happens when he accidentally clicks a polaroid of a girl at the local diner? A girl he can't seem to get out of his mind. Will he be able to return you the polaroid or will love follow him along the way? — completed

for lovers who hesitate (1.5k) — heeseung thought he loved the way your eyes sparked at the mention of books, until he realized that he just loved everything about you.

pjs — ☆

you're in love (0.4k) — jay is obliviously in love with his best friend

hug me tight (0.4k) — jay was like moonlight, the soft comfort when the days are bad

loving you losing you (7.7k) — loving jay was like a dream, a dream so happy you knew he wasn't yours... or where jay tried to break away from the system of soulmates but fate had other plans for him... and you.

sjy — ☆

last kiss (0.4k) — a series of events all leading to your last kiss...

the summer i loved you (3.3k) — where August was the month of new beginnings and first loves but mostly, heartbreak.

starlight (0.7k) — when your lonely prom turns into your best friend confessing to you...

psh — ☆

our 17, 17 (0.3k) — what does it take to be 17 and crazy in love?

my everything (0.2k) — glimpses into the love that sunghoon believed could be his forever.

right where you left me (0.4k) — a part of you was right where he left you forever

ksn — ☆

01:54 (0.9k) — when a piggy back ride home leads you to another destination

yjw — ☆

sparks fly (0.5k) — where you think the sleepy boy walking you back home is cute...

nrk — ☆

this love (0.4k) — where riki was your summertime love, 'til he wasn't...

super shy (smau) — as if bribing people with pringles to vote for him as class prez wasn't enough, riki had to get respectable amount of grades to really contest in it. so, what happens when a hopeless riki approaches you, his quiet shy classmate whose painfully crushing on him, to tutor him? will you take his offer to finally shoot your shot? — on hold

ot7 — ☆

best friend!enhypen texts

sending bf!enhypen their memes

hyung line — ☆

trivia : love (oneshot series) — Finding love is not easy they say but what happens when you fall for someone at the most unexpected time in an unexpected way? — whisper a small oops and continue to fall further into the loophole of love.

aka the chronicles of a hopeless romantic soul

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do not copy, translate or repost

navi | main masterlist

#🖊.masterlist #📌.navi #en masterlist #idk but my earlier mlist is gone

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mummers-of-the-heart · 1 month

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The Meeting in the Entrance Hall

Blog Directory and Guide

According to Merriam-Webster Mummer (noun) - a performer in a pantomime Pantomime (noun) - any of various dramatic or dancing performances in which a story is told by expressive bodily or facial movements of the performers

🖋 Ota @awritingotaku 🖋 Any Pronouns 🖋 Non-Binary 🖋 Bi-Oriented Aroace Spec 🖋 19 🖊 INFP 🖋 Inbox Open 🖋 Requests Open (Sorta) 🖋

About the Blog: The heart and the affairs of it are a funny thing. Those desires and stories it tells us are part of human nature. From soft touches to moments of heartbreak, all of these experiences and how our heart responds defines the human experience. The fan fiction here explores the heart, both good and bad. As such reader discretion is advised. Additionally, there will be the occasionally essay on a character or tips on writing.

Fandoms: Ikemen Series, Resident Evil, Diabolik Lovers, Hellblazer, Twisted Wonderland, Love and Deepspace, Kingdom Hearts, DC comics, Hazbin Hotel, Honkai Star Rail

Characters That Take Up Mental Space: Leon Kennedy, Rindo Kaoru, Alastor, Leona Kingscholar, Silver (TWST), Solomon (Obey Me), Simeon (Obey Me), Jason Todd

🖋 Masterlist 🖋 Bio 🖋 AO3 🖋

Rules

Be a decent human so racists, sexists, or discriminatory behavior means an automatic block.

I reserve the right to delete asks/requests.

I do not do matchups.

I will not take requests on incest, pedo stuff, and things of a similar nature with a ten foot pole even for a million bucks. Dark content will be tagged appropriately.

You enter an old, abandoned theater house, on a whim quite frankly. People never talk much about this place, at least not younger souls. It's always those wiser, much more experienced people that speak fondly of the place, but when your friends ask what makes it so special they can never find the words.

Beautiful reds line the halls, faintly brighter than stains of crimson sin. Golden accents which bring a special sparkle to it. A slight musky smell. Not one speck of dust. Despite the stories of it being left to rot years ago, it seems to be decently well maintained. As if something couldn't bare to leave.

"Welcome to my theater hall." A soft voice appears from nowhere as you turn to face the mysterious speaker. You didn't hear any steps or signs of another person. "I am Ota, the humble director and manager of this fine establishment."

A pale, sickly thin hand stretches out as an offer to shake their hand. You take it and it feels cold. Still some traces of warmth but it's just that. Traces.

"Is there anything your heart desires?" The words dance in the air entrapping you.

You felt like you were floating.

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giggly-toybox · 1 year

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Salutations!

Updated: April 26th, 2024

My name is Mona! I’m not new to tumblr in the slightest, but I’ve finally made an account! I write sfw boyfriend/girlfriend imagines and character headcanons! I’m also in the tickle community, so you’ll see a mix of regular and tickle things here. Sometimes I draw, but only when I feel like it. So please don’t request any art ^^ ‼️DNI: proshippers, israel supporters, anti-lgbtq‼️

Requests: CLOSED

Masterlist 🔮

Fandoms:

🖊: Fandoms I will write for

❤️‍🩹: Fandoms I like but won’t write for

HxH 🖊

Danganronpa (All three games + UDG, I have not watched the anime) 🖊

Genshin Impact (I’ve dropped the game but I’m still lingering in the fandom) 🖊

Demon Slayer 🖊

Honkai Star Rail 🖊

One Piece (At Marineford) 🖊

Your turn to die ❤️‍🩹

Characters I will NOT write for:

Any of the Zoldycks except for Illumi and Killua (HxH)

Any of the phantom troupe except for Chrollo, Shalnark, Machi, Feitan, Shizuku and Pakunoda (I’m sorry, I don’t know the others that well) (Idk if Hisoka and Illumi count but I write for them) (HxH)

Any of the chimera ants (HxH)

Komugi (HxH)

Any demons (DS)

Any of the kids (I’m talking about characters like Klee, Nahida, Qiqi and Diona. Teenagers like Xingqiu, Chongyun, Bennett, Xiangling, etc are fine) (Genshin)

Any of the harbingers except for Childe and Scara (Genshin)

the WOH (Danganronpa)

Haiji Towa (Danganronpa)

Junko Enoshima (Danganronpa)

Monokuma (Danganronpa)

Clara (Hsr)

Hook (Hsr)

Bailu (Hsr)

Cocolia (Hsr)

Phantylia (Hsr)

Spandam (One Piece)

Any of the CP9 (One Piece)

Any of the seven warlords (One Piece)

Any of the Blackbeard pirates (One Piece)

Things I will NOT write for

Yandere characters/s/o

Specified race/body type s/o

Smut

Heavy topics (Rape, sh, suicide, dub-con, CNC, DD/LG, abusive parents/ex, drugging, kidnapping)

Age regression (I don’t have anything against it, I just don’t think I could represent it properly as I don’t fully understand it)

More than one character at a time

Omegaverse

Pregnant character/s/o

Please be specific with your requests! Don’t just say *insert character* x reader, give me details!

Anyway that’s it! Thanks for reading ^^

#Welcome to my blog!#it’s a pleasure to be here!#proshippers dni

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holylulusworld · 2 months

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AU Stucky x Reader a/b/o masterlist

Masterlist for all AU!Stucky x Reader a/b/o stories

Find my Steve x Reader x Bucky (no Stucky) masterlist here: Steve x Reader x Bucky Masterlist

Legend status: ❌ on hiatus // ❗ ongoing // ✔ complete // 🆕 upcoming // 🖊 rewrite

Contains: 💔 angst // 💕 fluff // 💦 smut // 🖤 light smut // 🤍 implied smut // 😈 darkish // 🐺 A/B/O

Clingy Love 💔 💕

Unwanted mate 💔 💦

Fake mate masterlist❗

Divider & header by me *for my blog use only*

#AU Stucky x Reader a/b/o masterlist #stucky x reader #stucky x you #a/b/o #alpha!stucky x reader #stucky x y/n

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lostberet · 2 months

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she/her/hers | twenty | +18 blog. | mexican | multi-fandom

⊹｡₊°⟡.⸙͎۪۫ ༄. . .

🎧 now playing... 134340 ;; bts started (officially): 2/20/2024

🖊 now writing... Hello, my name is Sky, yoongi's wife. I write mostly BTS x Fem! reader. Mainly works of +18 or SFW, whichever it occurs more! Some stories might contain inspiration from LATINOAMERICAN songs!

➥ COMING SOON: ➣ REGGEATON CHAMPAGNE (hoseok) one-short smut ➣ HEARTBURN (kth, myg, fem!reader) mature series