#2.6k valentines party

[yoon-kooks]

p&p | jjk masterlist

⛓️paired & pierced⛓️reader's pov✨smut✨

⛓️pairing: hotnerd!jungkook x popular!reader(f)

⛓️genre: smut, fluff, college!au

⛓️summary: When your professor assigns a collaborative midterm project, you’re paired up with Jeon Jungkook, the quiet grumpy smartass who keeps to himself and doesn’t fuck with popular kids like you. If you can win him over, he might give you a taste of the tatted and pierced body he’s carefully tucked away beneath those oversized hoodies.

⛓️word count: 5.3k

⛓️warnings: dom!jungkook, sub!reader, unprotected rough sex, daddy kink, good girl kink, she’s tight, he’s big, fingering, mutual masturbation, begging, edging, orgasm denial, cumshot, dick tattoo, not the soft jjk i usually write

⛓️paired & puppy-eyed⛓️jjk's pov

⛓️summary: When Jeon Jungkook agrees to be your partner for a class project, he doesn’t realize what that might escalate to until you show up at his door in a teeny-tiny crop top and cling to his tattooed arm like his naughty little kitten.

⛓️word count: 4.6k

⛓️warnings: dom!jk, sub!reader, daddy/kitten undertones, dirty talk, reader calls herself a sl*t one time, dick tattoo, many rounds of sex off screen😔

⛓️pastries & promises⛓️reader's pov

⛓️summary: After hooking up with the hot nerdy boy in your coding class over the weekend, you’ll use any excuse to keep his hands on your body all week long.

⛓️word count: 3k

⛓️warnings: catdilf!jk, dom!jk, sub!reader, daddy/kitten undertones, praise kink, dirty talk, oc is a horny lil brat, mention of getting wasted at parties, one instance of slut-shaming, oc makes an ignorant comment about earl grey tea lol, no explicit smut in this drabble

⛓️playboys & pancakes⛓️jjk's pov

⛓️summary: When your fuckboy model friend Park Jimin returns from Paris, Jungkook can't help but feel a little jealous and protective over you even though the two of you aren't technically dating yet.

⛓️word count: 2.6k

⛓️warnings: catdilf!jk, dom!jk, sub!reader, daddy/kitten undertones, dirty talk, oc is a lil brat, boy gets jealous🤭, soft cuddling, jimin is a tattooed fuckboy, no explicit smut in this drabble

⛓️paw prints & presents⛓️jjk's pov✨smut✨

⛓️summary: You and Jungkook never discussed Valentine’s Day plans, but that doesn’t mean the night won’t include corny Valentine’s cards and you getting down on your hands and knees in pretty pink lingerie for him.

⛓️word count: 2.1k

⛓️warnings: catdilf!jk, dom!jk, sub!reader, daddy/kitten undertones, praise kink, dirty talk, oc is a horny lil brat, dry humping, sex on the couch, handjob, blowjob, face fucking, cumshot, she swallows, oc makes another ignorant comment about earl grey tea lol

⛓️playtime & punishment⛓️reader's pov✨smut✨

⛓️summary: You decide to push Jeon Jungkook's buttons until he snaps and puts you in your place like the little slut you are.

⛓️word count: 2.5k

⛓️warnings: catdilf!jungkook, dom!jungkook, sub!reader, daddy kink, good girl kink, nudes, hickeys, oc is a lil horny brat, jk puts her in her place, degradation, "slut" is used a lot, boobie squeezes, begging, she wants his cock so bad🥵, masturbation, oral nerd fantasy, fingering, edging, orgasm denial

if you guys have any specific things you want to see from the p&p couple, feel free to lmk and i might write a drabble for it if i have time!✨ here's a list of ideas for future drabbles✏️ also adding the teaser link here bc the amount of notes is memeable✨

#bts smut #jungkook smut #bts fanfic #bts scenarios #bts imagines #jungkook fanfic #jungkook x reader #bts x reader #bts college au #nerd jungkook #bts masterlist

[babymetaldoll]

The annual BAU Halloween Costume Competition (Spencer Reid x fem!Bau reader)

Summary: Spencer wants to win a costume competition, but wins your heart instead.  Word Count: 2.6K Warnings: Other than cursing? extreme fluff.  A/N: Happy Halloreid and Gublerween everyone!! and if you celebrate it, happy Ieroween as well!  Masterlist

No one could ever say Penelope Garcia threw lousy Halloween parties. They were always fun, with the best food and theme. Over the years, she had organized incredible celebrations for the entire BAU family. It was her moment to shine. Decorations were always spot on, the altar was always ready for pictures of long-lost loved ones. There were theme cocktails and food, but by far, the most important event of the night was the Halloween costume competition.

It had started as a joke during their first Halloween celebration, and over the years, it had turned into the main event of the night. Each year, Penelope made sure she had a prize for the winner of first place and a little something for second and third. In fact, she usually got something for everybody who participated in the party, 'cos that's the kind of host Garcia was.

And that year wasn't the exception.

The entire team was excited about the celebration. They needed a moment to relax after the last couple of cases they had had. Well, the entire team except for Spencer Walter Reid. Instead of looking forward to the celebration, he was freaking out trying to find the best costume to finally win the BAU Costume Competition. Why? because he was the only member of the team who had never won first place. Hell! He never even got second or third. He just got a participation price every year. And he hated it.

Halloween was Spencer's favorite holiday. He wasn't really into Christmas, it was too emotional and it reminded him of all the holidays he spent alone with his mother growing up, and how sometimes she wouldn't even remember it was Christmas. New Year wasn't his type of celebration 'cos he wasn't a party guy. He didn't enjoy clubbing and his definition of a fun evening included a bunch of books, herbal tea, and his couch. Not to mention Valentines. That was a miserable holiday for Reid. He never had a date that day, and the only girl he wanted to ask out was - at least according to his own words - way out of his league. So, to sum it up, Spencer's favorite holiday was Halloween and he couldn't even win a work costume competition.

He felt it was personal that year. He had to win. He had to have his moment of joy.

- "See you all guys tonight in my house!"- Garcia was beaming as she stood in front of the team that October 31st during their daily morning meeting.- "Everything is ready! We are going to have so much fun!"

- "We'll be there at seven. Savannah is very excited."- Morgan clapped his hands once and chuckled- "And you can all forget about winning this year's costume contest, 'cos me and my girl are gonna kill it."

- "I don't know, me and Will have a matching costume that could be the best one yet."- JJ smiled confidently at Morgan and Spencer frowned.

- "Do couples' costumes get more points?"- the young doctor asked, confused.

- "No, but they are fun!"- Garcia explained with a huge grin. - "Do you have your costume ready, boy wonder?"

- "Yes, and I don't mean to get cocky, but I'm sure this year you are all going to be amazed."- Reid answered with a smirk on his face.

- "No more Doctor Who then?"- Emily teased, chuckling- "You didn't knit any scarf this year."

- "My knitting skills are saved for Whovian's conventions only."- Spencer replied, making Em laugh. - "And I won't say a thing about my costume, it will be a surprise."

- "Hey, Spencer."- Garcia whispered and grabbed his sleeve as they all walked out of the briefing room, forcing him to stay behind with her.- "I was wondering if you are planning to ask (Y/N) out, or if you are going together to the party."

And Spencer's heart stopped. He opened his eyes and stared at his friend in disbelief. Not that he thought no one knew about his crush on his teammate. He just wasn't ready to deal with it just yet.

- "Ok, breathe, Reid!"- Garcia shook his arm as he nearly panicked in silence, standing in front of her. - "You don't have to do anything you don't want to, but it's getting painful to watch. She likes you too!"

- "I don't... I don't feel."- Spencer tried to rearrange the words in his head, but failed. Instead, all he managed to do was frown and sigh.

- "Wow, an IQ of 187 slashed to nothing just like that. It's amazing. You hear the legends about it, but when you see it happen, it's disturbing."- Penelope did her best not to laugh at Spencer's humiliated face. His cheeks were burning as he kept trying to explain what was happening inside his brilliant brain.

- "You don't get it, I can't ask (Y/N) out! We work together! We are on the same FBI team! What if it doesn't work? What if I lose my friend all because I thought I had a shot with her? or worse! What if she doesn't like me that way, and she laughs in my face? How do I work with her after that?"

- "But how do you live with yourself now?"- Garcia whispered after Spencer's speech.- "You are alone, loving a girl in silence. That's even worse than failing. That's just being miserable."

Spencer didn't reply. He stared at Garcia in silence as she cut him a short smile and gave him a small hug.

- "I know you love Halloween, maybe tonight could be your night."

That poor man just wanted to win a simple Halloween costume contest, and now he wasn't sure he actually wanted to go to that celebration.

Spencer took his time getting ready for the party. He had picked a Beetlejuice costume that went with his crazy natural hair. He did his makeup, put on the stripped suit, combed his crazy hair, and stared at his reflection in the mirror.

- "You might not get the girl tonight, but you are getting your first prize in that costume competition."- he assured himself in the mirror before leaving his bathroom, ready to go to Garcia's.

- "Reid! Wait for me!"- (Y/N) shouted as she ran to cross the street, holding her bag and wig in place. Spencer turned and stared at her, feeling the wind was knocked out of his lungs. She looked hot. Not good. Hot. Smoking hot. So hot he couldn't help but scan her outfit up and down before he even tried to speak. She was dressed as Lydia Deetz, wearing a red dress that hugged her body in all the right places.

- "Wh... wh... w... wow."- that was all he could say when she smiled at him staring at his costume.

- "I know, right?! I can't believe we are matching!! I had no idea you were coming as Beetlejuice!"

- "I... when I... I really... wow."- Spencer was glad no one could see him making a fool out of himself. Well. no one but the co-worker he loved. Yet, he knew if Morgan or Rossi saw him, it would be worse.

- "You look amazing, Spencer!"- (Y/N) smiled and rubbed his arm as he just stared at her, trying to form an intelligent sentence.

- "Thank you, so do you."- that was all he managed to say. (Y/N) continued smiling as she walked inside the building and into the elevator. Spencer just followed her in silence, trying to make his brain function again.

- "Oh my god!! You look amazing (Y/N)!"- Garcia nearly yelled as she opened the door and found her teammates in the hall. - "And! Oh, Jesus!! You are matching costumes too! This is amazing!"- Spencer smiled, awkwardly, thinking his friend was already one or two cocktails in, which meant that in about half an hour she was potentially going to start embarrassing him in front of (Y/N).

- "So you really wanted the extra point for matching costumes?"- JJ teased Spencer as he and (Y/N) walked into the apartment.

- "You said there were no extra points!"- he replied immediately, hoping no one would start teasing him right away. Because, obviously they would.

- "There are no extra points, but there is extra fun when you get back home."- Morgan teased him, holding Savannah's waist as she stood next to him.- "Is that your plan too, kids?"

- "You guys look amazing!"- (Y/N) ignored Derek's comment and smiled at them. They were dressed as Aladdin and Princess Jazmine.

- "Not really creepy, though."- Spencer added.- "And Halloween is the night to be creepy."

- "You are creepy all year long."- Morgan's snarky comment was ignored when Garcia walked over with drinks for everybody. JJ and Will were dressed as Harley Quinn and The Joker, Rossi was dressed as Dracula, Hotch was Neo, from Matrix, Emily was Mia Wallace from Pulp Fiction, and Garcia was Tiffany, Chucky's girlfriend. Sergio, her cat, was walking around the apartment in a tiny Chucky costume.

If you asked Spencer, he was sure he had a chance to win the competition that year. If only he could focus on it. But with (Y/N) dressed as his character's bride, dancing with Em and JJ, he had trouble thinking clearly.

- "Ok, loverboy. How did you manage to keep it in the dark about this?"- Derek asked Spencer after an hour or so into the celebration. Reid was standing next to a table, holding a drink and staring at (Y/N) dancing, not even being subtle.

- "About what?"

- "You two are clearly together. When did that happen?"

- "What? No... we... I am... she doesn't. We aren't.... no!"- he tried to explain and failed in the process. Derek raised an eyebrow staring at him, and Reid made his best effort to explain his mind. - "We didn't plan this, it just happened. I had no idea she was gonna show up dressed as Lydia."

- "Kid, you don't have to lie anymore. I'm glad things worked your way."

- "We are not together. She doesn't... we haven't. It.. it's not gonna happen, Ever!"- Spencer wanted to storm out, but he stayed still. Instead of leaving, he turned around and looked at the table, avoiding eye contact with anyone in the room. Morgan walked a step closer and stood next to his friend.

- "You didn't plan this? You are not dating?"- and Reid just shook his head,- "And what are you waiting for?"

- "It's not gonna work."

- "Of course it won't. Not if you have a lousy attitude. She loves you, stop being a coward and kiss her."

- "Easy for you to say, no girl has ever rejected you."

- "Come on, kid. Stop feeling sorry for yourself. As far as I know, she likes you too. Now go there and ask her to dance."- before Spencer could argue, Morgan walked away. And the young doctor stood there, staring at the guacamole bowl, not able to move.

- "What caught your eyes?"- (Y/N)'s voice nearly gave him a heart attack. She just stood next to him with a big smile and stared at the food on the table.- "Hungry?"

- "I'm... I'm... the cheese board looks great."- he mumbled and mentally facepalmed himself for making such a stupid comment.

- "It does! Garcia has really outdone herself this year. And last year was already pretty awesome."- Spencer didn't reply, he just stared at the food, avoiding eye contact, in a desperate attempt to keep his brain working. But (Y/N) just sighed, and after a few seconds of silence, she just walked away. Reid closed his eyes and bit his lips.

- "Well done, asshole. You really know how to look like a jerk."- he argued with himself.

- "Everybody! Get together! we are gonna vote for this year's best costume!"- Penelope clapped a few times and stood in front of the group, next to the altar with pictures of their loved ones.

- "As every year, we'll choose the winner with our clap-o-meter"- which they didn't really have, but the costume with the louder reaction from the team was the winner.

- "First we have the Joker and Harley Quinn."- JJ and Will walked to the front and the entire room started clapping.

- "Then we have Aladdin and Jasmine."- Morgan held Savannah's hand and walked in front of their friends. Everybody clapped as Savannah did a little dance and Morgan rubbed a golden lamp. Spencer looked at (Y/N), she was clapping and smiling, looking as happy as ever.

- "Next one, Beetlejuice and Ly..."

- "No!"- Spencer interrupted Garcia, raising his arm.- "We didn't come together as a couple."- and as soon as he delivered those words, Spencer turned and looked at (Y/N). Her smile was long gone from her face. Instead, she stared at him in shock. She was hurt, she was embarrassed. And most of all, she was storming out of the apartment.

- "Shit!"- Spencer whispered as she quickly followed her, as all their friends stared at them in silence. They were all thinking pretty much the same: he had fucked it up and he better fixed it.

- "(Y/N) wait!"- Spencer ran after her and held her arm before she reached the stairs.-

- "No, Spencer! I'm done! I know you hate me, but you don't have to be so mean! I thought we could work together and be civil, but clearly, you don't stand me! So, please! let me go home so you can enjoy your evening at peace."

Spencer stared at her in shock. That's what he had accomplished. That she thought he hated her. And all because he didn't know how to act around her anymore.

- "(Y/N), no. I don't hate you."

- "Don't lie! You are just gonna make it worse. I know you hate me, you never talk to me, you walk away whenever I show up, and clearly, you don't wanna participate in a silly costume competition with me!"- (Y/N) pulled her arm from Spencer's hand and started walking down the stairs. But before she could go too far, Spencer held her hand and stopped her.

- "I don't hate you, I fucking love you! I have no idea how to act when you are around! I can't even speak when you are looking at me!"- he blurted out, not even thinking. (Y/N) stared at him, frowning. None of them said a word for a few seconds until she managed to whisper.

- "What?"

- "I... love... I love you."- Spencer repeated, in a softer voice. (Y/N) took a step closer and tried to read his face, looking for any sign of deceit. But there wasn't. Instead, he stared at her in adoration, waiting to see if his words had had any kind of effect on her.

- "You do?"- she asked, and Spencer blinked, nodding- "'Cos I love you too. So much."- she whispered, blushing.

- "You... do?"- Spencer nearly choked with the words. (Y/N) nodded and smiled, as the two of them fell silent one more time

- "Now kiss the girl, damn it!!"- Rossi yelled from inside the apartment, making them giggle. Spencer held (Y/N)'s hand and moved closer to her, staring right at her lips. She smiled in anticipation and nearly had a heart attack when she felt Spencer's lips on hers, kissing her so slowly, carefully, and sweetly, like she was made of crystal.

After a few seconds, they moved apart from each other and simply smiled, still in disbelief.

- "Do you... wanna go back inside?"- (Y/N) whispered, and pointed to Garcia's apartment.

- "Or... would you like to go out on a date?"- Spencer suggested, and her eyes shone in excitement.

- "A date on Halloween sounds like the best plan ever. But I thought this year you wanted to win the costume contest."

- "A date with you is the best prize ever."- Spencer replied and held her hand, leading the way downstairs. 

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[lendeah]

Valentine's Day Special!

Merryment Festival

Synopsis: To commemorate the Merryment Festival in your hometown, you decide to give Astarion a gift. Pairing: Astarion x GN! Bard Reader Words: 2.6k Tags: Valentine's Day, Valentine's Day Fluff , Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Established Relationship, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, just cute stuff 

a/n: HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!

"Back in my hometown, we had an annual festival called Merryment Festival," you said wistfully, tracing your finger over his bare chest.

He arched an eyebrow and smirked. "A festival for merriment? How delightfully cheesy."

You smiled, lost in the memories. "It was held at around this time of the year every spring and was a big event in our town."

"I never would have guessed that there's a single festival in your tiny little village."

You rolled your eyes, playfully punching his shoulder.

"What did you picture, Astarion? That we only had cows and pigs and chickens? That's so stereotypical..."

The vampire laughed, using his cold fingers to brush your hair away from your face. "Then enlighten me, my dear. What exactly is this festival you speak of? Please don't tell me it's just another reason for the common folk to get drunk."

You leaned into his touch, your eyes fluttering closed.

"Actually, there is plenty of drinking involved," you admitted with a chuckle. "But the Merryment festival was a time for everyone to come together and celebrate life and love."

"Celebrate love?" He let out a snort. "So it is an excuse for everyone to get together and make more commoners. How utterly wonderful."

A pout formed on your lips as you absorbed his words, a twinge of disappointment stirring within you at his lack of enthusiasm for your favorite festivity. But you were determined to show him just how special it was.

"It's not just about making more commoners, Astarion," you argued. "It's about celebrating love in all its forms. It's a time for couples to reaffirm their love for each other and for singles to hope for new beginnings."

"Oh? I wasn't aware that the commoners needed an excuse to fornicate." Astarion sneered. "They seem to be doing just enough of it without this Merryment festival of yours."

"Astarion! It's not like that!" you whine, "There was music and dancing. Everything was covered in wild flowers. And there would also be competitions for the best couple dance or the most romantic poem!"

"So you're telling me the entire village throws a party for the duration of an entire week to... Dance? And compete for romance?" Astarion looked at her, his mouth curved into a smirk. "That truly is a spectacular waste of time, the village must have nothing better to do."

You narrowed your eyes and crossed your arms. "It's not a waste of time, Astarion. It's a celebration of love and life."

Astarion's fingers absentmindedly traced patterns on your back as he challenged, "What about the people who are here alone? Do they just sit and watch as the couples make a spectacle of themselves?"

"Well, kind of... But sometimes they can participate in the competitions as well, or find someone to dance with." You explained, getting a bit flustered.

"Oh, so you danced with your villager loverboy then?" he prodded, a hint of teasing in his tone.

You swallowed nervously.

"I mean, I was there, but I mostly just watched from a distance."

Astarion's eyes widened and his hand paused its gentle caress on your back. He burst into a fit of laughter, his voice filling the room. You felt a wave of embarrassment wash over you as you realized you had just confessed your biggest secret to him - that you had never experienced the joyous festivities of the Merryment festival.

"That's preposterous! How can you love something so passionately when you have never experienced it yourself?" Astarion exclaimed between giggles.

You couldn't help but feel a twinge of shame and guilt wash over you. It was true, you had always been too shy to join in on the festivities. While everyone else was out there dancing and having fun, you would stay hidden in the shadows, watching from afar.

"Um... well, I guess I just never found the right person to participate with." You mumbled.

Astarion's mischievous smirk softened into a warm, genuine smile as he took in your shy admission. He leaned in closer, his lips almost touching yours.

"Oh darling, I think you already have found someone." His breath brushed against your lips, sending shivers down your spine. "How lucky I am to be your first," he purred.

You tremble beneath the thin bedroll, your exposed skin prickling with goosebumps and your cheeks flushing a deep shade of crimson. Astarion's words left you at a loss for how to respond.

"I never would have imagined..." you stuttered, still trying to process his confession. "I often dreamed of dancing with someone and exchanging gifts according to our tradition... if only I had met you back then." Letting out a sigh, you gazed into his eyes and reached up to gently stroke his cheek. "But it doesn't matter now. You're here with me, and that's all that truly matters."

He grasped your hand and brought it to his lips, leaving a tender kiss on the back of your palm. The gentle gesture sent a shiver through your body, and you couldn't contain the smile that spread across your face.

"And what present would you have preferred to receive from your hypothetical significant other?" he asked, softly.

You paused for a moment, thinking back to your childhood fantasies of Merryment festival. "Maybe a book? Or a new flute?" you pondered deeply before coming to a sudden realization. "No, no! I know exactly what I wanted." You gave him a small smile. "I wanted someone to write me a dedicated poem."

"Ah, a poem?" Astarion wrinkled his nose in disgust. "Of all the things you could want, and you want a poem?"

His reaction made you pout. "I think it's romantic," you say, hoping he'll see your perspective. "But I guess romance isn't really your forte. The closest thing to romance we've shared was when we read that erotic book together."

Astarion reclined in his seat, a cunning grin playing on his lips. "My dear, if you were seeking lovey-dovey poems and romantic gestures, your time would have been better spent with Wyll or Gale."

You snorted. "Yeah, how unfortunate I fell in love with a grumpy vampire."

"Excuse me? I am not grumpy! I simply... I don't like all the fluttering romance. I'm more of a practicer, more a... seducer."

"Practicer," you chuckled, "That's a nice way to put it." You leaned into him, feeling the cold of his body against yours.

He gently wrapped an arm around you, pulling you closer. "And there's no better way than practically demonstrating my love for you, my dear."

You bit back a grin, your heart fluttering in your chest at his words. "So, you're saying... seduction is your way of being romantic?"

He gave you a quick peck on the lips. "Romance is a game for amateurs."

"You're incorrigible," you teased lightly, poking him in the side.

The two of you spent the rest of the evening talking and laughing, occasionally stealing kisses from each other. As the night wore on and your eyelids grew heavy, his strong arms enveloped you, cocooning you as you drifted to sleep. Your mind wandered to the Merryment Festival, just days away, and a wave of longing washed over you. How bittersweet it was to have finally found your soulmate after years of searching, only to be separated by a thousand miles from your hometown festivities.

But then, an idea ignited in your mind: why not give Astarion a gift? It didn't have to be anything extravagant, just something simple yet meaningful. Something to honor the spirit of the festival and show Astarion that you cared for him.

The next morning, you awoke with a renewed sense of determination. The sun was just beginning to peek over the horizon, casting a warm glow through the small cracks in the tent. As Astarion peacefully meditated beside you, you carefully untangled yourself from the bedroll and tip-toed out into the brisk morning air. With a destination in mind, you set off towards the bustling Baldur's Gate town market, eager to find the perfect gift for Astarion. Amidst the rows of colorful stalls, you skimmed through an array of goods, admiring handcrafted trinkets and aromatic spices. The smells of fresh bread and exotic fruits mingled together, creating a tantalizing aroma that filled your senses. Each stall seemed to hold its own treasures, but you were determined to find something special for your companion.

Eventually, you stumbled upon a quaint stall adorned with exquisite, handcrafted jewelry. Your gaze was drawn to one unique piece in particular: a scarlet pendant that shimmered with a particular aura. As you approached, the stall owner, a strong half-orc woman, immediately noticed your interest.

"Ah, you have an eye for the unique, dear," she chimed in with a warm smile. "That is our special Bloodstone Pendant. Every piece is crafted from a drop of blood and imbued with powerful magic."

Your heart pounded in your chest as you picked up the piece, the stone cold against your fingers. A drop of blood...

"How is it made?" You found yourself asking.

The elderly woman's eyes twinkled as she explained. "A willing volunteer donates a bit of blood. That blood is then petrified through an ancient magical process only known to our kin. It's then shaped and set into the pendant akin to the one you now hold."

"And what makes it so unique?" you asked curiously.

"Every stone contains the emotions of its donor. When the holder touches it, they can experience those emotions as if they were their own. It's like carrying a piece of someone you love with you at all times."

Without any hesitation, you readily agreed to give a small sample of your blood. The half-orc woman smiled warmly at your eagerness and guided you to a small table in the rear of her stall. She arranged a vial and lancet on the table, ready to extract the needed blood. As she pierced your finger with the lancet, a sharp pain shot through your hand. But you ignored it as you watched the drops of blood fill the vial, mesmerized by its deep crimson color.

Once the vial was filled, the woman carefully sealed it and began working on shaping it into a pendant. You could feel a strange energy emanating from the stone as she worked, almost like it was pulsing with life.

Finally, the woman presented you with the finished product: a beautiful scarlet pendant with intricate designs etched into its surface.

"Thank you," you said with genuine gratitude, as you paid for the necklace. "This is perfect."

The woman smiled warmly at you. "It's my pleasure," she replied. "I hope it brings joy and love to whoever wears it."

The bustling market slowly faded into the background as you made your way back to camp, eager to give Astarion his gift. The pendant, nestled against your pocket, radiated warmth and seemed to hum with anticipation. As evening descended upon the camp, and you and Astarion settled in for the night, you reached out and took his hand in yours. He looked up at you with curious eyes.

"I have something for you," you said with a gentle smile, holding out a small velvet pouch to Astarion.

He raised an eyebrow inquisitively, taking the pouch from your hand. He opened it and his eyes widened in surprise as he saw the beautiful pendant inside. He held it in his hand, turning it over to examine it closely.

"What is this?" Astarion asked.

"It's a gift for you," you replied. "Happy Merryment Festival."

Astarion's lips curved into a genuine smile as he gazed at the necklace. "A blood pendant." he said.

You frowned slightly, "How did you know?"

"It reeks of your blood, darling." He brought it closer to his nose, inhaling deeply. "Though, what a lovely smell it is." His fingers gently traced the elegant patterns, his smile growing wider. "Thank you, I truly adore it," he said sincerely, his gaze meeting yours.

You watched him with a small smile, enjoying the peaceful moment before speaking.

"Now you will always have my blood with you, even if we are not close." you finally said.

"Is that so?" he murmured, reaching up to touch the pendant reverently. His eyes fluttered closed for a moment, and you could feel him experiencing your emotions as if they were his own. When his eyes finally opened again, they shone brightly in the dim light of their shared tent. "It's... remarkable."

"I'm glad you like it," you replied softly.

Astarion's gaze settled on you again, and before you could process what was happening, his lips were pressed against yours. The kiss started off soft and tender, but quickly grew heated as he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you in closer. You couldn't help but shiver as his fangs gently grazed your skin.

After a few moments, he pulled back slightly to catch his breath. His thumb gently brushed across your cheek as he stared into your eyes. "You truly are one of a kind," he whispered.

The two of you stayed in that position for a few moments, relishing the comfort of each other's company. Reluctantly, he broke away and seemed to fidget with nervousness.

"I- um." He cleared his throat uncomfortably. "I have something for you too."

Your eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"Really? You don't need to give me anything just because-"

He rolled his eyes as he tried to hide his nervousness with a cocky grin. "Come on, darling, humility is such an unnatractive trait. I know I don't have to, but I wanted to," he stated confidently. However, his hands shook slightly as he reached into his bag and retrieved a petite book, extending it towards you with eagerness. He whispered a "Happy Merryment Festival, or whatever" under his breath, trying to sound composed but failing to hide his true emotions.

Turning the small book over in your hands, your fingers graced the embossed title on the cover. It was a collection of poems, each page filled with graceful handwriting. Your eyes widened as you realized that the handwriting was Astarion's.

"These are... your poems?" You asked, your voice echoing with surprise and awe.

Astarion nodded again, looking slightly embarrassed now, but feigning nonchalance. "I have been compiling poetry over the years, just for the chance I would have someone deserving to gift them to. And now that I have someone... you who has so graciously been keeping my life interesting, I just couldn't pass up the opportunity."

You looked up at Astarion, your heart swelling with emotion. "They're beautiful," you whispered, flipping through the pages and absorbing each word. The pages were filled with beautiful handwritten verses, each one more passionate and lyrical than the last.

"Most were only written while I was in a particularly romantic mood, though some I wrote specifically for you."

His words made you heart stop. He had dedicated you a poem. No, he had dedicated you multiple poems. Each word poured from his soul onto the page, declaring his love in the most beautiful way. As you read them, tears pooled in your eyes, moved beyond words.

"This is... I'm..." Your voice faltered as you struggled to find the right words. "I can't believe you wrote all of these," you finally managed to choked out between sobs, unable to contain the overwhelming joy and love in your heart. The pages felt like a treasure.

"Well, I have been around for quite some time," Astarion quipped with a smirk, trying to lighten the mood.

But his attempt at humor only made you cry harder. With a sigh, he wrapped his arms around you and soothed your back with gentle caresses. After some time, your tears began to subside and you pulled back slightly to meet his gaze. "Thank you, Astarion. This is the best gift I have ever received," you said sincerely, feeling your heart swell with love for him. And this time, you knew he could feel it too, through the pendant.

He gave you a soft smile and kissed your forehead. "Anything for my dear Merryment companion."

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[pettypartypooper]

! lee know fic recommendation part 2 ¡

lee know fic recommendation list part 1

other members fic recommendation lists

s = smut , f = fluff , a = angst

quiet love-making with lee know [s] by @lixiesol​

little do you know series [s] by @illusivedark

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just you [sug] by @hyuniyz

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friendship with hyunjin and minho [s,a] by @ballelino​

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just watch [s] by @ksmins

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enemies to lovers trope

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sudden desire - i want everything with you [s] by straylightdream

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kisses with minho [f] by @rachalixie

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minho's long hair [s] by tasteracha

minho eating your pussy like it's a five star meal [s] by tasteracha

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kisses with minho [sug] by tasteracha

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strawberries ft lee minho, han jisung [s] by @tasteleeknow​

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summary: minho teaches you self defence and then…. well ya know

knife kink [s] by tasteleeknow

lee know fic recommendation list part 1

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[azures-bazar]

Hey was just wondering if you could do an Arthur x reader and Arthur being in the saloon and his wife is also there and the guys he’s with are teasing him about how single he is and Arthur’s like bet I can get the girl to leave with me and there like there is no way in hell that woman would leave with you but she’s his wife and Arthur downs his drink and walks up to his wife like hello gorgeous, how would you like to ride home on a real cowboy I got a six pack of cold ones and my roomie is out all night so you can scream my name as loud as you need to sugar and they walk out together and everyone’s gobs smacked and the readers like will you just stop and tell people I’m your wife and Arthur’s like nah I love the surprise on there faces when the see a beautiful woman like you wants to date me plz

Lonesome Pretty Boy 

Hello there anon, and thank you for this request ! I wrote this shot by night (again), please don’t mind my awful mistakes ! I loved the plot btw !

I hope you'll like it ! I kinda struggled with the teasing lol

Arthur Morgan x Female!Reader 

Word count : 2.6k

Short summary : Sometimes, Arthur likes impressing folks around him, not usually being able to score with women. But tonight, this woman is you. 

A/Note : set relationship - Arthur is married to Reader 

Tags : chapter 2, Arthur being flirty af, Roger Clark’s intimate voice lines with horses inspiration, teasing, cute nicknames

Oh, finally ! Dutch had finally decided to give Arthur some sort of day off for him to relax ! Morgan did not get the chance to have a break for weeks, and Sean’s rescue party was just a very quick glimpse of what some rest and carelessness could feel like. Just a day off, away from the rest of the gang, away from chores, away from endless requests from Strauss or Grimshaw, from Swanson’s drunkenness, Uncle’s complaints about his lumbago… or Sean’s overall presence. Just one day off felt like an entire holiday for Arthur. You two headed to Smithfield’s saloon in Valentine, Arthur wanted to be with you, to enjoy his rare free time by your side. You had even chosen your best gown for this occasion !

You had been a member of the gang for a long while already. It felt like ages, especially since you could remember welcoming a teenage Mary-Beth and lend her your old clothes. Arthur’s relationship with had always been quite peculiar, to say the least. He had displayed evident signs of attraction since the very first day you stepped foot in camp, with Dutch firmly holding you by the shoulders. He had stumbled upon you as you were on your way to a prison, while a couple of "old rich degenerates", as he called them, were begging the sheriff to hang you. The cause of their complaints ? Ten dollars you had stolen from that old man’s pocket to buy yourself some food after not being able to eat anything but grass for days. Living in the streets was no easy thing, especially when you were a young woman at the mercy of these men surrounding you, whether they were good or bad. 

Arthur had welcomed you wide-open arms, offering you one of his old mattresses and blankets for you not to be cold. He had willingly asked Dutch to watch over you and had spent a few weeks taking care of your wellbeing. He had watched you swallow Pearson’s stew in one go after starving for days, drink gallons of coffee, caress the new clothes Grimshaw had given you, enjoying its soft fabric after being mostly used to torn jeans and dirty shirts.

"It’s for me ?" you had asked 

"Of course, dear." Grimshaw had chuckled. "We can get you more clothes if you like, I just need to tell Dutch."

"No, that's alright." 

What made Arthur fall for you was most certainly the way you held yourself and your beautiful facial features he could not help but gaze at for endless minutes. He was not good at expressing his feelings, feeling awkward most of the time. But, after a few months, you felt like the two of you had known each other for years. A few kisses and many wild nights in bed after his very first move towards you, Arthur had proposed to you under a large oak tree… and you would have been a fool to say no to these beautiful puppy eyes and soft smile. 

You had been married for months already, the gang was aware of it. People did not ask about what you were doing when Arthur’s tent flaps were closed, or why the two of you would not get straight back to camp after a successful robbery. You had been with Dutch during the Blackwater Ferry Heist and had nearly died while escaping the city, which led Arthur to become even more protective towards you, being awfully traumatised after watching you bleed from your numerous wounds. This was mostly why he wanted you to go to the saloon with him. He wanted to have you nearby, close enough for him to feel alright, to be sure you were safe. 

"Take a seat, sweetheart." Arthur told you as you two walking into the saloon. "I’m gonna get us something to drink." 

You sat at a nearby table while Arthur went to the counter to order some whiskey for the two of you, one shot for him, and a bottle to share with you. Three fellers were talking about women beside him, he found himself listening to their conversation. One of them was married and was proud enough to boast about it, while the other two kept lamenting on the overall absence of women in their lives. Indeed, after spotting Arthur so close to them, waiting alone at the counter for his whiskey, they quickly reacted. 

"Hey you, pretty boy." one of them said 

Arthur lifted his head up, glancing at these three men near him, frowning a little. He absolutely hated being called pretty boy, you were mostly the only person who could call him such… without him grumbling about it. Whenever you would mention his handsomeness, Arthur would quickly blush and attempt hiding his face by tilting his hat forward for you not to spot his reaction… and this was probably the most adorable thing he would do on a daily basis, along with smiling at you when you were getting dressed.

"Yeah, you, cowboy." that same man restarted. "No woman by your arm tonight ?"

"That ain't your business, partner." Arthur answered with a smirk 

"Can’t be easy to be a lonesome pretty boy, ain’t it ?" the married man laughed. "With all these women around..."

"Them women are too great for a dusty cowboy." another one laughed. "You ain’t gonna get a nice catch tonight." 

What this man told Arthur almost felt challenging, if not rather funny. He did not mind them telling him about all the dust covering him… it was somewhat true. Despite having washed himself earlier this evening, the ride to Valentine’s saloon did not help him staying clean, especially considering its muddy streets. Arthur approached these men while placing his hands on his gun belt. He was a few inches taller than them, but they did not mind. 

"I’d get all ‘em women on a plate if I wanted." one of them smiled. "All of them."

"That’s why you still ain’t got a wife, Henry." the married man sighed 

"Ain’t you a smart one, feller." Arthur sighed, patting so-called Henry’s shoulder. "Go get your chance with a prostitute, maybe you won’t finish your night alone."

"I bet you’ll do the same. Prostitutes are a better catch than a nice woman for a man like you." 

Arthur’s eyes widened as he quickly glanced around, noticing you were still reading your book. He could remember Hosea offering it to you following Sean’s party, you could not take your eyes away from it. He laughed a little as these men started joking around, still not feeling comfortable about them teasing him. He looked at his whiskey-filled glass and sighed, turning his head back to those three men, ready to prove them wrong by getting a nice catch tonight. 

"Well, ‘bet I can get that girl right here." Arthur said, pointing toward you

"That one ?" the married man asked, looking at you. "With the nice gown ?"

"No way." Henry laughed. "Look at her, she’s dressed so well ! She’s too good for you, you’re just a dusty cowboy."

"Let’s see that." 

Arthur gulped down his whiskey in one go, carefully taking two glasses and another bottle to your table while smirking at the group of men nearby. It felt like a challenge, something fun to do. He could still hear them talk behind him, mostly excited and amazed by this sudden courage Arthur displayed. Had it been with another woman, Arthur would have remained alone all night long.

"Hello there gorgeous." he said in the most flirtatious way 

"Arthur ?" you turned your head up as you noticed him leaning on one of the wooden columns near the table

"Would you like some whiskey ?" 

"Sure." 

Arthur did not dare sitting next to you, feeling that these three fellers laughing at the counter would spot his sham. One single mistake and this scam would be over. He handled you the glass, causing you to rise from your seat and stand beside him, gently placing your small book inside your leather satchel Pearson had crafted for you. Arthur kept smiling, tilting his hat a little as you blushed. He had never been this confident with you, despite the two of you were married for a while already ! 

"Ain’t you such a beauty, m’lady."

"Arthur, what’s going on ?" 

"It’s a shame to see you alone tonight." 

You raised your eyebrows, felling quite confused by his peculiar speech and overall attitude. You had known Arthur for a while to get to understand his psychology and flaws, noting his self-hate and disgust towards his appearance which was, for a vast majority of people, absolutely amazing. Everyone you met, aside from people who owed money to Strauss and who got beaten up by Arthur, for instance, genuinely thought he was a very handsome man, healthy and well-built, with a rather friendly face. Arthur never felt confident enough with anyone, and the night he had asked you out to propose to you almost felt like a miracle. 

"Why are you acting like this ?" you asked. "Just… sit down, you’re making me nervous."

"Well, Miss, would you like a ride on a real cowboy ?" Arthur said, pouring some whiskey in your glass while looking straight into your eyes 

"What ?"

"I've got a large box filled with cold beers at home, you know." 

"Sorry ?"

Your eyes widened as you did not understand what was going on, and why Arthur was behaving the way he did. Riding on a cowboy ? What did he try to asl you ? You spent a few seconds trying to process the meaning of his sentence as Arthur bent over your shoulder and gently bit your earlobe, causing you to shiver. His breath so close to your skin made you feel great, but the way he just came to you like this was quite suspicious. Just like Jack behaving like an angel with Abigail in order to hide the truth after messing around, Arthur’s overall attitude at the moment made you feel like he was hiding something. 

"Oh, and my housemate is out all night…" he whispered so intimately, causing you to smile a little, and leading men to suddenly stop talking

"Arthur." you chuckled. "What the hell is wrong with you ?" 

"Don’t worry, you’ll be able to scream my name as loud as you need to, sugar." 

You chuckled louder after taking a sip of your whiskey. Arthur had tried many nicknames with you, but both "sugar" and "gorgeous" were the ones he had never used. In fact, Arthur mostly called you sweetheart or dove, believing these sweet nicknames were suiting you enough for him to nearly forget your real name at some point. 

"So, gonna let me take home home ?" Arthur smirked. 

"We’ve only been here for a few minutes !" 

"This ain’t a place for us… we better go." 

"But…-"

"Let’s go, sugar." 

You gasped as you barely had time to place your empty glass on the table while Arthur wrapped his arm around your shoulders, leading you out of the saloon while passing by the three men he had encountered that same night, looking at him with wide-open eyes. Their’s jaws dropped as they saw how beautiful you were, so gentle-looking under his large arm. Who would have thought you would be willing to go with him ? Common people did not know about the two of being actually married. 

"And you said he’s just a dusty cowboy." one of them told Henry 

"Damn it." the latter grumbled, swallowing his beer in one go

Arthur gently opened the saloon’s door to allow you to walk outside, you went downstairs, closer to his horse as you felt like you were about to get into an argument. This was his quiet evening, you knew Dutch would not allow him going out by night again, purposefully keeping him around on guard duty while you would be doing chores with the rest of the girls. 

"What the hell was that ?" you grumbled, crossing your arms on your chest. "We barely had time to sit and enjoy our whiskey !"

"Sorry, err, ‘em men were teasin’, I told ‘em I was gonna get you." 

"Gonna get me ? I’m your wife, damn it ! You already have me !" 

You wanted to slap Arthur for his sudden lack of consideration towards your relationship but quickly avoided raising a hand towards his face by taking your book out and storing it in the horse’s satchel, not even bothering to look at Arthur. You hated when he was playing foolish games and your rather angry face led him to come closer to you, his hands behind his back. 

"I’m sorry, darlin’." he sighed, genuinely sorry. "I… I just wanted ‘em fellers to see that even dusty cowboys can get women they want."

"You saw their reactions, right ? Tell them the truth." 

"No, no. I ain’t gonna do that." 

You turned back to look at Arthur who was smiling, despite begging you to forgive him for his foolish mistake of not telling these men the truth about himself right away. Arthur tilted his head a little, sending you one of his most pleading looks he usually gave you when he knew he had done something wrong.

"Will you just stop behaving like a kid ?" you snarled. "Now, you get back inside and tell them I’m your wife."

"Nah !" Arthur laughed. "I loved that surprise on ‘em faces when they saw that a beautiful woman like you is willin’ to go out with me."

"If you don’t tell them, I will."

"Don’t." 

You really wanted to walk back inside the saloon to explain these three men that Arthur had lured them into a very believable lie, pretending that you were just a random stranger while being is actual wife. His blooming smile made you forget about your desire to get inside and break down his lie, his pleading look did not help one bit either ! 

"Please, Y/N ?" Arthur asked 

"Fine." you groaned. "Now that we’re out of the saloon, what do we do ?"

"Well…"

Arthur moved slightly closer, gently placing his large hands on your corseted waist, causing you to blush unexpectedly. You were still somewhat mad at him for lying the way he did, but did not care much anymore. Whenever your eyes would meet his, you would be quick to forget about his flaws and crimes, mostly focusing on the positive aspects of your relationship. 

"I can still get a large box of cold beers." Arthur smiled, giving you his eternal puppy glance. "And… since I don’t have any housemate, I believe a night at the hotel would be a great deal before comin’ back to camp tomorrow morning. Don’t you think ?"

"You’re hopeless, really." you sighed, unable to say no

"Ain’t that why you love me ?" 

"Yeah…"

You loved him for who he was, but his childish side would always make you chuckle. In fact, you could not resist him at all, no matter what he was doing or how he was doing it. Arthur was everything to you and you knew that, despite this nice moment at the saloon being cut short by his rather boyish behaviour, you were going to spend a wonderful and probably sleepless night with him, going wild in one of the hotel’s bedrooms. Neither you nor him would look fresh tomorrow on guard duty, but did this matter ? You were about to spend a wonderful night without feeling the need to worry about the gang. The rest of the world did no longer matter as long as you would be with Arthur, husband or not. This night was going to be great, and you would probably laugh about it someday. 

"Let’s go, Mrs. Morgan." Arthur smiled as you headed to the hotel 

"I can still scream your name as loud as I need ?" 

"You sure can. I even hope you will."

#arthur morgan #arthur morgan x reader #rdr2 #arthur morgan x female reader #arthur morgan fanfiction #chapter 2 #red dead redemption fanfiction #rdr2 fanfic #azurestales #cute nicknames #you're a beautiful lady with a lonesome pretty boah #mrs morgan #my gifs

[pirateeznet]

Secret Admirer Masterlist

You turn the envelope round and round in your hands. You don't know who it's from, all that's scrawled over the top is 'Your Secret Admirer'. But something about the uncertainty of it all makes your heart race and your cheeks warm.

Welcome to Ateez Pirate Ship's Valentine's event! Very similar to Secret Santa, 10 of our authors have been exchanging anonymous messages to create a fic catered to them specifically!

Now without further ado, please enjoy this fine selection of fics!

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[Masterlist will be updated as each story posts - Updated 10/03/24]

@flurrys-creativity

Aut viam inveniam aut faciam

Pairing: Jung Yunho x Song Mingi

Genre: Light Academia AU, Fluff, s2l, Romance

Rating: PG-13, sfw

Warnings: Mingi is a clumsy physics professor, Yunho is a collected Latin professor, pining, Yunho falls first and Mingi falls harder, lots of Latin phrases, one kabedon, one kiss

Wordcount: 1.6k

Summary: Two professors, who couldn't be more different, fated to meet each other and slowly grow closer than they dared to hope for.

For: @limjaeseven

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@staytinyville

Twin Flames

Pairing: Seonghwa x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Fantasy, Historical, Twin Flames

Rating: PG-13, sfw

Warnings: Blood, Murder, Revenge

Wordcount: 6.6k

Summary: In a world where magic exists, you had creatures that were created in order to help those who were able to harness the power of the sun and the moon. Each creature has a special connection with their creators. Those created by Witches were followers of the moon. And those created by Faeries were with the sun. However for some creatures, they were connected to their creators on a much deeper meaning. 

For: @flurrys-creativity

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@daesukiii

Sincerity

Pairing: Yunho x Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, E2L, School setting (unspecified)

Rating: PG-13, sfw

Warnings: Cursing, Kissing

Wordcount: 4k

Summary: Getting flowers from a secret admirer was the highlight of your week. But with a certain blonde student disrupting your every day, things may change.

For: @hotteoki

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@hotteoki

Change of Heart

Pairing: Wooyoung x Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, S2L, Arranged marriage, Mediveal era

Rating: PG-13, sfw

Warnings: Cursing

Wordcount: 5k

Summary: When you're forced into an unwilling, arranged marriage where your husband is decided by a competition with three contests, will a stranger be able to find his way into your life to befriend you and turn your future around?

For: @daesukiii

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@limjaeseven

Sacrifice

Pairing: Yeosang x Hongjoong

Genre: Angst, Fantasy

Rating: PG-13, sfw

Warnings: Death, Guns, Supernatural violence, Extremely inaccurate vampires, Bad worldbuilding

Wordcount: 2.6k

Summary: Hongjoong thought he'd spend his time in the military facing the barrel of a gun, not sharp teeth.

For: @potatomountain

NSFW

@yourfatherlucifer

Sticky Situation

Pairing: Ghoul!Hongjoong x afab!reader

Genre: Smut, Paranormal AU

Rating: R, nsfw

Warnings: NSFW MDNI, messy intercourse, slight stalking, dumbification, slime/goo play, ghost stuff, mention of death, aphrodisiac cum, rough sex.

Wordcount: 1.6k

Summary: After receiving a dare from your friends, you went into the ‘haunted’ mansion as everyone says, but is it really haunted though? Something is watching you..

For: @stardragongalaxy

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@mingsolo

So Good For Us

Pairing: Hongjoong x Reader x San

Genre: Established Relationship, Poly, Smut

Rating: R, NSFW

Warnings: Alcohol, Unprotected Sex, Cum Play, Cursing, Sub/Dom, Oral

Wordcount: 4k

Summary: Back at home from your anniversary dinner, your boyfriends reveal a very special surprise that would turn your night into a ocassion you won't forget anytime soon.

For: @sanjoongie

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Just for Tonight

Pairing: Mingi x Reader

Genre: E2L, Smut, One night stand

Rating: R, NSFW

Warnings: Oral (f receiving), protected sex, multiple orgasms

Wordcount: 3.8k

Summary: Public parties weren't your thing but for your best friend you could tolerate a dance club- even go home with someone for the night. Mingi was determined to make sure that was him, and after a little push from a hot stranger, you decided just for tonight you would give him a shot.

For: @mingsolo

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@sanjoongie

When the Sea and the Mountain Meet

Pairing: Yunho x Reader

Genre: Smut, Angst, Fluff, Norse mythology au, Njord and Skaldi au, Mythology retelling au, Royal au, Medieval au, Historical au

Rating: R, NSFW

Warnings: mentions of parent's death, mentions of someone falling deathly ill, hand kink HELLO, fingering (f), wall sex, penetrative sex with no barrier, nipple play, big dick! yunho

Wordcount: 5k

Summary: Upon your father's murder, a council allows you to choose a husband as recompense--based on what his hands look like. Yunho, a prince of the sea, and you, a princess of the mountains, are as opposite as you can get, so can you make the marriage work?

For: @staytinyville

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@stardragongalaxy

Hearts Aligned

Pairing: Hongjoong x Reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Established relationship

Rating: R, NSFW

Warnings: Dom Hongjoong, mentions of punishment and biting, praise kink

Wordcount: 5k

Summary: Its early in the relationship, but a calling from Hongjoong to his home office has some surprises in store.

For: @yourfatherlucifer

#pirateadmirer #event #official post #mxm #x reader #smut #fluff #angst

[twstfanblog]

!*~Valentine's Times~*! pt 4

A/N: This is all crack and just little things that popped into my head while making this fic that I couldn't find a place to put. Have fun! Word Count: 2.6K Warnings: She/They Pronoun OC, Swearing, Mild Spicy at the end, Word Vomit Crack Ideas Pairings: Poly Yuu/Azul/Jamil/Malleus, Riddle/Floyd, Jade/Trey, Ruggie/Leona, Epel/Deuce/Jack/Ace/Sebek, Sebek/Silver, Cater/Idia, Rook/Vil

L (Here). O (Heartslabyul, Savanaclaw, Octavinelle). V (Scarabia, Pomefiore, Ignihyde, Diasomnia). E (Here)

E is even more than anyone that you adore...

Sam huffs, looking down at Grim as the dire beast struggled to drag his multiple bags of treats out of his store, “...You know for an extra fee-”

“NO! I DON'T NEED IT!”

“Alright then…” Sam grabs his own bag of chocolate, snapping a bones in half with his teeth. Sure watching Grim was slow and kinda sad, but it was a form of entertainment.

Deuce entered the Heartslabyul kitchen, smiling as he saw Trey standing in front of the ovens, “Ah! Clover-Senpai you aren't busy. Yuu's here and they said they have something for us.”

Trey remained silence, eyes unblinking as they watched the numerous cakes in the oven.

“...” Deuce’s eyes glance at the ovens before turning back to Trey, “Clover-Senpai?” At Trey's continued silence Deuce grows worried. After a few more moments of silence he snaps his fingers in front of Trey’s face, nearly jumping out of his skin as Trey suddenly breathes in.

Trey blinks rapidly, looking around the room, “Huh? What? Deuce?...What did you need?”

“Were you asleep!?”

“No…ok, I was resting my eyes. But, I have a timer set.”

“Senpai, your eyes were open…”

Riddle knelt below a second story window of Heartslabyul, fiddling with a tube at his feet.

Trey walked from the side, “Ah, there you are. The party is starting. Do you want to greet the other students?”

Looking up, Riddle sighed at seeing the number of bite marks littering Trey’s arms and neck, “I see you gifted Jade his chocolate.”

“He was…excited. Are you going to be giving Floyd his chocolate?”

“Was just about to.” Riddle smiles, holding up the tube to reveal it was a tshirt cannon with his bag of chocolate as the ammo.

“...Riddle, just give Floyd the chocolate.”

Riddle lines up his shot, aiming directly at Floyd's head where he stood pouting beside his brother teasingly holding his own treats, “This is the only safe way…”

Rook smiles at Vil's bag of chocolate, “I wasn't aware mon vieille amor could tie such intricate knots! Truly beautiful.”

Vil hums from his vanity, toying with having his hair up or down, “Oh…no. Tulip did the bows apparently…”

“...” Rook racked his mind, but the name wasn't finding a face, “Tulip?”

“You don't remember Tulip?” Vil looked questioningly at Rook through the mirror, “Do you recall our first ‘date'?”

“Oui! We went for a lovely walk through the Pomefiore woods at sunset….”

“And you remember what happened on said date?”

Rook sighed, placing his cheek in his palm as he remembered that faithful walk, “Oui… a bird flew out from the bush and in its panic attacked you. A thousand apologies that I could not protect you back then mon roi…”

“You've long been forgiven Rook. But yes…‘A bird’ flew into my face and basically assaulted me while also managing to rip off a noticeable length of my uniform.” 

“So, how does this Tulip fit into this?”

“Tulip was the ‘bird’…”

Jade made sure to keep his palm open, though he so deeply wanted to clench his fist around the forage fairy. A desperate voice in his head (that sounded oddly similar to Trey Clover) screamed that forage fairies did not like being gripped. But, he wanted to know what the fairy would do if he did…no…he had riddles to solve.

Riddles that were quickly sidetracked by Jade showing the fairy his assortment of terrariums, the fairy excitedly pointing at the mushrooms. But soon, Jade remembered the promised location of the unseen mushrooms. Franklin looked at him with a wide eyed stare, only to gestured to his phone.

Jade gave the device to the small fairy. Clearly the fairy was going to use a text program to write out the riddles since they weren't able to communicate verbally. But, looking at his phone from the corner of his eyes he had to fight back the urge to cackle. Franklin was using his phone to google ‘Riddles for Children’.

Malleus beamed from his place at the table. He had no idea why Jamil was scolding Azul, but he was content with his grouping of lovers.

Azul clears his throat, finally verbally lashed into submission, “Any how. Yuu, we have your gifts.”

“Bout time.”

“Stop being rude.” Jamil hands Yuu a wrapped present. Watching them open it with a nervous eye.

Yuu opens the gift to be delighted. A set of bangles, each molded to resemble snakes whined into a loose loop, “I love them!” They slip the bangles on, instantly shaking their wrist around to hear them jingle, “Now you can hear me coming.”

Azul mutters under his breath, “Thank the Seven…anyhow here's my gift.”

Massive teardrop pearl earrings dangling from seashell themed clasps. Yuu hums, holding them closer to look at every detail, “I need an outfit to go with these earrings you know~.”

“Yes, yes. I'm aware.” Azul smiles, looking to the side, “I've already selected a few outfits.”

Jamil raises an eyebrow, clicking his tongue when Azul only teasingly smiles at him.

Malleus smiles, proudly presenting his gift to Yuu. Waiting patiently as they opened it. 

“...Malleus, I love you so much, but I can't wear this.”

“Why not?” Malleus pouted, eyebrows furrowing in both confusion and discontent.

Yuu reaches into the box, pulling out an ornate tiara themed after the dark fae covered in glittering gems, “Malleus, the person I will become if I put this on my head is an actual danger to the well being of people around us.”

Azul leaned over the table, eyes wide as he drank in every gem on the crown. Jamil hiss whispered to Malleus, “We agreed on simple jewelry.”

“It is. This is one of my grandmother's less formal tiaras.”

Idia and Cater sat in a hidden corner of the maze, a few turns away from the main party. They sat in silence, each with an arm entwined as they tapped away at their phones. Cater hums, holding his phone to catch Idia’s attention.

“Look babe. An artist I follow did a Valentine's pic of that character you like.”

Idia’s eyes widen, a smile pulling across his face, “Ah…send me the link. I have to save that pic. It's so hard to find people who can draw his hair right…”

Cater chuckles and sends the link, “Well his hair is literally just water, it kind of leaves it open to how ever you draw water…”

“Ok, but it's literally-”

They both jump at the sound of loud, cackling laughter and the sound of snapping branches. Cater untensing first as he recognized the sound of his housewarden demanding Floyd cease his actions, “Guess Floyd finally caught Riddle…”

“Idk how you deal with this level of wild every day. I would have crumbled from the constant social crits…”

From their tucked away corner, the two could see a smug looking Floyd sporting a black eye walking through the maze. A ruffled and leaf covered Riddle slung over his shoulder like a prized hunt.

Cater sighs, leaning to rest his head against Idia’s shoulder and intertwine their hands together; pretending to not notice his boyfriend’s hair turning a bright shade of pink, “You get used to it.”

Maleficia stared into the box. A Valentine's gift from the human child her grandson had fallen for. Odd, yet not fully unwelcomed. No matter what the council said, this could only be seen as a sign of goodwill and hope for a strong familiar bond in their future.

So she put on the gaudily colored ring, its stone massive yet illy cut. The girl was poor, it was most likely the best she could afford and Maleficia will praise her efforts. But the ring also gave off a sugary fruit smell, one that (shamefully) urged her to bring the ring to her mouth and lick it.

She exclaims in surprise, turning to one of the maids beside her. With a smile she lifts her hand, showing the servant the brightly red gemmed ring on her finger, “It tastes of candied cherries.”

Jamil buried his face in his hands, “You sent the reigning queen of Briar Valley a Ring Pop.”

“A cherry Ring Pop. Because she's worth it.” Yuu turns to Malleus, the fae clearly delighted by the very idea of his grandmother being gifted children's candy, “I thought blue raspberry, but that might have been too wild for her.”

“Blue raspberries in the valley are poisonous. So, yes, that would have been a bad idea.

Azul pushes up his glasses, “Well now I want to know what you sent my mother…”

“A bunch of those octo truffles I made you. Plus a note stating that was how many grandkids we were gonna make.”

Azul spurts, barely catching Malleus’s approving hum and Jamil’s small nod, “Yuu!”

“What? I know what that woman wants to hear. It's literally why she tried to trick you into proposing already.”

Jamil rolls his eyes, “What did you send my family?”

“Oh I sent Najma and your dad some really high end chocolates Kalim recommended. Your mom got a delightful edible arrangement of chocolate dipped persimmons.”

“...” Jamil squinted his eyes, frown deepening at Yuu, “My mom hates persimmons…”

Yuu nods, “ I know. But she doesn't know I know that.”

“Stop engaging in psychological warfare with my mother…”

“No. It's how we bond”

“Father, please.”

Lilia pouted, almost fully folding his face in half, “Another year…another trip around the sun…another season with no love from my precious boy…”

Silver sighs, looking to the side, “Father those cards weren’t even good.”

“I miss when you were a baby…”

Kalim appeared at their table, “Lilia! I have a gift for you!” He produced a glitter filled piece of construction paper, “Since you said you missed getting them, I made you a homemade Valentine!”

“...” Lilia fanned his face, crocodile tears appearing in the corner of his eyes, “Oh Kalim…you persona of the sun…You’ve eased my heart…”

Silver leans over to whisper, “Truly, thank you for this. He was becoming insufferable.”

“You’re welcome?”

“I see the Leech got you.”

Riddle scowled up at Leona, his hair a mess and leaves scattered in his hair, “He tackled me into a bush…”

“Maybe little guys like you shouldn’t be fucking such big predators?”

“I don’t think size is the problem.” Riddle smirked up at Leona’s questioning glare.

“The hell does that mean?”

“I’ve just noticed that Bucchi has gold dust on his hands.”

“And?”

“Oh, so you are unaware of the gold hand prints on the seat of your pants.”

“...”

Rook tilted his head, staring as Vil glared at a single chocolate crown, “Mon roi? Is there a problem with your chocolates?”

“I know Yuu…something is wrong with these though I don’t know how much they’ve messed with them…” Vil hummed under his breath before smiling. He waves Epel over, ignoring the lavender haired boy groaning and leaving his table.

“What?”

Vil hands Epel the crown in his hand, “Happy Valentine’s Day. Have fun with your boys.”

Epel raises an eyebrow, but smiles and moves to toss the whole chocolate into his mouth, “Don’t gotta tell me twice…” He only chews for a few moments before his face sours and he starts to hack and spit the chocolate out, “Why is this filled with mayo!?”

Vil smirks at Rook, “And that’s how you out smart a trickster…” He puts another crown into his mouth, scowling and instantly spiting it out into a napkin when he bites into another mayo filled chocolate.

Rook smiles, batting his eyelashes, “I’ve learned so much.”

Yuu looked at their boyfriends, “What are you guys doing later tonight? I would have thought you’d be trying to convince me to do a private dinner with you.”

Jamil raised an eyebrow, “Didn’t you tell us, and I quote, ‘I love you guys, but leave me the fuck alone after the Valentine’s day party’?”

“Well I still thought you’d try to convince me.”

Azul pushes up his glasses, a small smile on his face as his pride pushed through, “We’re all having a private dinner at the lounge.”

“...” Yuu beams, hands slapping against the table, “Are you guys going on a date? Without me!?”

Malleus laughs, bringing a hand to his mouth, “You sound so excited…”

“I am!” They giggle, cupping their cheeks, “Aw~ My boyfriends are going on a date with each other!”

Jamil shook his head, “If the me of a year could see me now, I would not believe this was how my life would end up…”

Azul smiles, placing a hand over Jamil’s, “Our lives.”

“Azul, I could end both of us, right here, right now.”

Epel chugged his drink, trying to erase the taste of mayo.

Deuce raised an eyebrow to Sebek, “Are you going to sit with us the whole party? I know you and Silver are together, too.”

Sebek nodded, one hand holding onto Jack’s hand, “There’s no need to worry. Silver and I made out for an hour and cuddled before we left for the party.”

Ace tilted his head, offering Epel a chocolate from their shared pile of gifted treats, “The fact you and Silver have your relationship down to a schedule is so…weird…”

“How is it weird? I have my time between you four and Silver perfectly balanced. I’m able have plenty of dates with you all and a majority of my Diasomnia hours are spent with Silver. Healthy balance.”

Epel finished his drink, grabbing the chocolate and chewing with his mouth open, “Sebek, honestly, the fact you’re managing to fuck and have a relationship with five people while also having good grades? You’re a fucking god.”

Ace clicks his tongue, “What like we’re not doing the same thing?”

Jack speaks up, “Aren’t you failing english?”

Ortho sat at a table, eyes creased in joy as his brother and Cater returned from their ‘social recharge’. The First Year crew had each giving his a kiss on his forehead or cheek. Giving him a new total of  ten kisses counting both Kalim and Lilia’s added kisses. Looking around the party, ortho quickly floated to Rook and Vil, “Vil Schoenheit! May I request something of you?”

Vil blinked, “Of course Ortho. What did you need?”

“May I please have a Valentine’s day kiss? I am hoping to collect one from all of my loved ones on campus.”

Rook gasps, smiling as he held his hands up, “How bold! May I gift you a kiss Monsieur Wonder?”

“We are not that close.”

Both Rook and Vil stifled their laughs, “Fair.”

Vil smiles, tucking his hair back as he leaned over and pressed a kiss to the center of Ortho’s forehead, leaving behind a plum colored kiss mark, “There you are. One kiss of affection.”

“Thank you! I will leave you both to your date!”

Vil waved, “I’ll see you at the club meeting this weekend.”

The party lasted longer than Yuu had expected it to. But soon everyone had vacated the Heartslabyul garden and gone on to finish or start their own private Valentine’s Day plans. Yuu returned home, smiling at seeing Grim passed out on the lounge couch surrounded by a pile of opened and half eaten snacks. They took the time to make sure he was cozily wrapped in a blanket (and not in danger of dying in his sleep via throwing up and choking on the atomic amount of junk food) before going to their bedroom.

Just as Sam had stated their package was on their bed, a plain brown box with no indication of where or what it was. Yuu smiled, opening it and seeing the plethora of sex toys they had carefully picked and purchased, “Self-love is true love…”

Two in love can make it. Take my heart and please don't break it. Cause L.O.V.E. was made for me and you~

#twisted wonderland #twst #disney twst #twst wonderland #yuu oc #heartslabyul #savanaclaw #octavinelle #scarabia #pomefiore #ignihyde #diasomnia #holiday fic #crack fic

[thehistoriangirl]

There Are Some Paths Where You Can’t Follow Me

Almost done with the Valentine’s Special (!!!!) Thanks for your patience :3

Mel x fem!Reader--------2.6K------SFW

Synopsis: Mel lost much more than her family support when her mother banished her  to the city of Piltover. Just as nightmares haunt her every other  night, your face is still clear on her memories despite the passing  years.When Hextech puts Piltover on the map, just as the name of the  Medarda who sponsors it, it was only a matter of time to find you  walking into a gala hosted by your long-lost friend.

Tags: Childhood Sweethearts| Second Chance| Mentions of Death/Murder and War| Fluff and Angst| Happy Ending ofc|

Her main hall was filled with people, and yet, her eyes were naturally drawn to yours.  

It should be no surprise for her to see you there—in fact, she had thought you'd taken your time to appear. And yet the hold of her wine's cup faltered as you looked away, eyes sweeping the surrounding of the room, with its high dome and bronze arches colored red and orange not only for the quickly dipping sun but also for the hearths burning at the center of the space.

You seemed unfazed, and a part of her felt a crushing pressure settle on her chest. Perhaps you had forgotten her—you should have. What was the point of keep longing for a past that could never be repeated? Or amended.

More than ten years ago, she had gotten aboard a boat off the coast of Noxus without looking back, because if she had done that, tears would have stained her cheeks while the guards kept their cold stares at her, thinking that her mother did right into sending her away. Because she was weak.

With the necessary years separated that fatal day, she demonstrated they were wrong. Mel was the younger merchant to sit at the Council, and her commerce deals were blooming more successfully than ever since Hextech’s breakthrough.

In parties like this one, her main hall will get filled with foreigners and the richer Piltovan society, all trying to tail her every step in wishes to streak a deal with her—some even said her touch was magical because there where she laid her interest it will fruit gold.

As she walked toward the left end of the hall, toward the balcony, she allowed her mind to think about the past, about how she had to train alone her merchant skills with the little information the far side of her family taught her in spare reunions around the Medarda’s family manor each summer. As she was unfitting for war, the least she could do was keep multiplying the family wealth in a last attempt to make herself useful.

As Mel saw the dipping sun hiding down the port, under the waves, she felt her earrings moving while she shook her head.

Now while looking down at the city—her city, too—her thoughts drifted at the contents inside her chest, locked in her heart. She wasn’t happy at Noxus, not really if she compared her Piltovan lifestyle against her Noxii one; between war boats and walking inside newly conquered forts and castles, with dust still settling down, blood not fully dried. It still haunted her.

No amount of white marble in tall buildings or chatting rooms filled with glistening wine glasses or quiet, domed auditoriums reverberating with a symphony could ever erase them.

Not they could erase you, either. For good or bad, she could never pick.

It was intriguing, she considered as she swirled the thin steam of metal with slow wrists motions, seeing you stepping inside without any shadow following you. For what Kino told her in a letter—after she hinted she wanted to know about you some other letters ago—that you got engaged to a rising general that was working side by side in the conquest of the Freljlord.

Why his family hadn't sent any guards? Even if you decided to dismiss them, they should have entered minutes after you, keeping you safe inside the shadows.

She didn't dare to ask Kino about how your wedding went. Mel could imagine with vivid realism, even if a part of her ached at the sight of your cold eyes laid in this general while making hollow votes of love when everything you were doing was just forging a powerful alliance.

Perhaps, if she'd had been other Mel, one that could endure the sight of death and war without flinching, without the captives and their ghosts following her steps, echoing in the empty, broken halls about her cooperation in this brutality; perhaps, your family would have sought an alliance of such nature with her, a second chance of creating bonds with the Medardas now that Kino had dismissed it the first time.

After all, you had endured the life of a general’s daughter and sister roles so well, that being a general’s wife wouldn’t differ too much. The dread was always there, and she knew you didn’t care about glory and reputation, so losing a battle won’t be important.

Night came with cold winds under its navy blue fingers, painting the sky starred with freckles similar to those adorning Mel’s face. Chandeliers flicked with golden light poured inside the hall, with chatter so energetic as hours before, if not more so now that the wine started to kick in.

Her glass was empty long before she thought about heading inside to find a servant to refill it. The possibility of encountering was very high, and she wasn’t convinced about what she would do in that case. Apologize? Ignore you? Feign oblivion?

Any of them sat right. She didn't want to see other people listening from their proximity, stealing curious glances as Councilor Medarda apologized vaguely to this Noxii woman that always stared at you as if she were bored as if she didn't care.

Another good mask you crafted even before she could make hers.

The echoed footsteps approaching almost made her flinch, pretending to shift her position as the other person settled next to her, far enough to be considered respectful, but close for her to take in the citric essence of your lotion.

Noxii oranges cultivated in your family’s manor garden. Little and round, but full of sweet juice that made the suffocating summer months more pleasant—or maybe it was because you were there, too.

Mel kept the silence, a charged cord of electricity that was ready to snap as you gazed at the boulevards extending over the city, the tall buildings of the Council and the Academy painted in blue tones.

She looked at you from the corner of her eye, wanting to ask if you liked the view.

I thought I’d never see you again.

Instead, she settled with: “Congratulation on your marriage,” she thanked her voice was steady and nonchalant. “I apologize for not sending a gift.”

You chuckled, but it sounded more like a sigh. “Better that way. It would have been a loss of time.” Your shoulders shrugged, and part of the thin dark veil over your shoulders slipped down, revealing the uneven sleeves of your dark red dress.

She doubted it. "How it was?" Mel found herself asking, even if the underlying question was if you had felt happy if you were happy.

“A bad omen, some may say.” You laughed, eyeing a zeppelin passing by. “I’m a widow now.”

Mel’s eyes widened. “Pardon?” Why didn’t her brother tell her about it?

“Two weeks after the wedding. He went into a battle in the Freljlord and never came back.” The lightness of your voice concerned her, surprising her solidified thought of you being content with your life back in Noxus. "A rising house, crushed under a stroke of bad luck. But so is life, isn't it?"

She blinked, a furrow on her brow. “Crushed?”

It was the second time of the evening for you to connect your gaze, this time over the flicking shadows of the chandelier in the hall, the torches lit in the balcony. Your expression was neutral as you took her features in, analyzing if they had changed—and Mel asked herself that, too.

“His mother spread rumors about how I created witchcraft to kill him so quickly," the words escaped your mouth easily, your eyes cast away from hers now. She tightened her clasp in her cup. "A foolish move, but I can understand a mother's grief."

You, not my family.

“What happened after?” The rumors subsided so quickly they wouldn’t reach Mel, who knows how many people knew, but once again—it was a foolish move to target a member of the Callestars.

"She died," you answered, and Mel wasn't surprised that you didn't comment on her how she did. "My husband's manor will become part of my soon-to-be sister-in-law's dowry."

“I didn’t know Ewan Callestar was getting married.”

You smiled softly. “Me either, until two days ago.”

Silence remained heavy between you two, a string tangled in Mel’s heart and mind, becoming fuzzy and difficult to find the words—any words.

“I’m sorry,” she said, putting the cup on the thick marble rail of the balcony, half-turning her body toward you. You tilted her head, looking at her beneath your eyelids. Mel didn’t specify for what she was apologizing, she wanted to interpret it yourself, to take whatever you wanted from her, from her words, so it could make it easier.

You didn’t bait.

“Don’t.” The detached, snapping tone of your voice startled her. “There’s worthless now.”

It’s worthless now, and yet, why was Mel's chest compressed in such a hurtful way?

You gestured to the hall, people looking at Mel to express they were heading home as she sent her farewell with a tilt of her head.  “I should go, too.”

There was only fair to be you to leave her alone this time—this once being forever. But she couldn't bring herself to agree.

“What brought you here today?” She tried to remain the merchant Mel, the Councilor, with her careful threaded words, her expression neutral.

But you weren’t having any of her façades. You never did.

“I wanted to see your house,” you stated, and she felt her brows knitting with curiosity. “It’s not painted gold as I imagined it would be.”

You remembered. You had recollected your silly conversation of youth when you both were vising Ionia and Shurima, every city conquered, every castle seized as Mel would walk among the ruins to imagine a rebuilding future, with all the terrors cast away, replaced by splendor and stability.

Her lips extended in a smile so soft it was a ghostly memory of that same expression when she could lay in freshly cut grass outside the Callestar manor, you next to her as you peeled an orange for her when you would joke about her past lessons with the always grumpy and stiffened teacher.

“Decorating using too much gold is seen as tasteless here, darling." The words flew out her mouth without questioning, still transfixed in the memory, of the past that somehow had extended through this new land, through the space your presence used to occupy, now that you came to reclaim it.

You were still her darling, was she still your dearest?

Mel tried to search for your eyes, and she found them twinkling.

“And yet this city uses more gold foil in their external architecture, I had to wonder if it was like this when you arrived—or if it’s a new trend influenced by someone.”

As you spoke, the words got stabbed into her chest, leaving a hollow, dripping hole. When she arrived Piltover—when she left you.

"I'm sorry," she repeated, thinking that not even a myriad of thousand apologies would fix the past.

Instead of denying it, you leaned against the cold rail, eyes gazing over the far coast, down the port. “Did you ever look back?” you muttered, slowly enough for your low tone not to be carried away by the nightly wind. “Did you ever hear me?”

She did. Her name echoed in the open bay, the guards facing her, cold stares, and a glistening curiosity that sent daggers of stares through her shoulder blades as she walked down into her cabin, where her screams couldn't be heard.

Another ghost that followed her, and another guilt piled up on her shoulders.

“I couldn’t let you abandon everything to follow the steps of a useless banished daughter.”

Your gaze darted to her, digging inside of her soul as you scanned her supposedly tranquil expression as if you could identify the slightly fluttering rhythm of her heartbeat.

“I’m a useless banished daughter too, Mel.”

Her feet slipped from her well-rehearsed posture. “What?”

"Didn't I just tell you? My family wiped down a house and seized all its riches." You tried to shrug, but your shoulders were too rigid, your nerves like an over-extended elastic. "They got what they wanted, I'm not useful to them anymore."

She didn't know what to say, and you probably didn't want her to try to console you. That had never been you.

So she just waited.

"I hope you hadn't chosen for me that day, Mel.” You walked a step closer, so close the long skirt of your dress brushed hers. “My family had traced my every path, I had hoped you let me choose." You shook your head, strands of hair starting to fall from your hairstyle. "I think it's better if I go now."

You stepped back, ready to walk away. But she wasn't ready. Mel was never ready, not even when that same scene of you screaming for her at the port repeated on a loop inside her head for years.

"Why don't you stay?" she commented, trying to sound casual, but the slight creak in her voice betrayed her poise.

Your heels stopped mid-step, breaking the steady rhythm as you were almost halfway inside the hall. Your back turned to her, but the contrast between the lights and the dark outside couldn't let her see your expression.

"Do you want me to stay?" It was a careful question, voice stopping at each word as if weighing the real meaning of the sounds rolling off your tongue.

Did she? Mel blinked, her heart feeling frenetic. “I do.”

“Why?” you asked. You had to always ask why, especially now. Because you never got to ask so before.

And it was more than a simple word, it was so many questions tucked at the corner of a room you both tried to ignore for so long, a locked closet filled with memories.

“Because I miss you,” Mel said out loud—finally out loud—, walking closer so she could extend her hand down to yours. "I've missed you all these years, but I couldn't allow myself to be selfish and look for you. I was scared to bring you down dishonored like me." She stopped shaky breaths out, feeling tiny and naked as if a breeze of air would take her away as she stood there, waiting for your judgment. "I was scared you'd say no—because I still love you.”

You turned in a red daze, and she felt your hand slowly taking in hers, fingers interlaced. "I would never say no to you, my dearest," you said, pressing her palm slightly.

Her eyes widened when she heard you, thinking that perhaps time wouldn’t have passed after all, that everything was in its place as she leaned in to kiss you, the first one in so long.

It felt like coming back home, in the sweet brush motion of your lips, hands still in one another.

"I missed you too, Mel," you whispered, like a secret that had been maintained inside of your chest, relieved at finally could it be rest inside her heart, where it belonged. "But I'm here now, and I won't let go."

The smile that spread her lips made her go back to those bright days that she knew, deep inside, would come back as long as you were next to her.

“Me either.” Not again. Not ever. And so she kissed you again, just to lie her promise inside your heart, unbreakable.

#arcane mel x reader #mel x reader #mel arcane x reader #mel x you #mel medarda x reader #mel medarda #mel arcane #arcane x f!reader #arcane x female reader #arcane fanfiction #arcane fanfic #arcane fic #st valentine special #my thingies :)

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Masterlist

Headcanons/Asks RFA wedding napkin preferences [1.7k words] What would Saeran’s career be like after the events of Gummy Worms [525 words] Sharing a bed with all Saerans [2k words] Video calling with SE Saeran [874 words]

Drabbles Far too much description of the pink room [1.8k words] Being Unknown’s assistant is 1000x better than my actual job [540 words] Giving Unknown a full length mirror so that he can see how weird his boots look [1.5k words] Calling Suit for the express purpose of telling dad jokes [1.2k words] Bothering Unknown until he tells you who he is lol [1.2k words] Introducing SE Saeran to match 3 games (and koalas) [954 words] Idol Unknown goes live (set during Gummy Worms) [1.2k words] You get a cold in the intelligence room as Unknown’s assistant [1.4k words] Suit dresses up as Ray and asks for a kiss [947 words] Saying “yes” to GE Saeran [884 words] Sneaking into the kitchen at Magenta to cook something for Suit [1.5k words] Unknown comforts you after you see a bug [1.1k words] Surprising Unknown with a “Christmas” gift [1.3k words] Giving Unknown one of those fancy promotional tea drinks that comes with a plushie [981 words] Indoor picnic with GE Saeran [723 words] Unknown sits on your lap (for control-based reasons, of course) [813 words] Asking Suit Saeran to stay after his apology [1.4k words] Trying to be a proper assistant for Unknown [1.6k words] The Mint Eye server crashes and you and Unknown banter about it lol [1k words] Ray accidentally steals your glove while “observing” you at work [1.5k words] You try and fail to input the password on the door lock (but at least you get to meet Unknown) [1.4k words] You and Saeran comfort one another on day 3 of his AE [944 words] Asking Unknown if he ever gets tired [1.2k words] Unknown watches you through your webcam [1.2k words] Telling Unknown that you’re bored of working [722 words]

Collections Mystictober 2023 Fake Chats

Oneshots The Cheesiest (Introducing GE Saeran to boxed mac ‘n’ cheese) [3.2k words] Mischief Night (Unknown crashes the RFA Halloween Party) [3.6k words] Caramel Apple (Unknown contemplates his feelings for MC a year after crashing the RFA Halloween Party) [4.6k words] Puppet Show (Based on the iconic puppet show cg ofc) [4.4k words] Everything More Than a Dream (Role reversal: you are fictional and SE Saeran is very real) [5.4k words] Peach Blossoms & Banksia (Say hello to Danger Ray) [12.8k words] Just Like Any Normal Couple (Fake dating with Unknown) [11.4k words] Gummy Worms (Idol Unknown AU) [28.2k words]  Orange Roses (Vampire Ray and Vampire Suit) [2.6k words] Rose Leaf (Vampire Unknown x Reader) [2.6k words] Maybe (Choi twins Linguistics AU; no pairings as of now) [3k words] Secret Santa (Christmas with Unknown) [7.4k words] Be (anything but) my valentine (Valentines Day with Suit Saeran) [10.2k words] Bleach (Helping Unknown bleach his hair) [6k words]

Multi-Chapter Blue Light (Assistant AU / Unknown redemption arc set on Yoosung’s route for some inexplicable reason, a creative decision which I question daily; 30/30 Chapters) [140k words] Glow-In-The-Dark (Fantasy AU, Unknown x MC, 2/? Chapters) [9.6k words]

#I figured I've accumulated enough drabbles that it makes sense to keep track of them somewhere #But damn am I bad at giving summaries of my own fics #mystic messenger #mystic messenger fic

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Joe Keery Character Masterlist

Main Masterlist

This is a collection of my all of my fics written as pairings for Joe Keery’s characters. All NSFW fics are marked as SMUT!

This list is currently just Kinktober prompts, however I am actively writing new Keery and Quinn fics as we speak!

Reader Insert Fics

Steve Harrington from Stranger Things (2014-present)

Day Four: Breathplay & Missionary | 2.5k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | you are sexually repressed and obsessed with Steve Harrington

Clinomania | 2.5k words 🔥 SMUT 🔥 | You're having trouble leaving the comfort of your bed, but best boyfriend Steve is happy to start Valentine's Day anywhere

My Big Shot, My Star | 5.6k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | Your movie star boyfriend Steve takes you out for a date on Valentine's day in Hollywood

Day Seven: Costumes & Sex Toys | 2.5k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | Steve gives subbing for his girlfriend (you) in a dress one more time

Day Eight: Creampie | 1.6k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | riding your boyfriend Steve in his parent's garage

Day Nine: Double Penetration (+ Eddie Munson) | 3.6k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | you and your boyfriend Steve take Eddie to a secluded campsite with a sexy ulterior motive

Day Eighteen: Bondage & Lingerie (+ Eddie Munson) | 4.2k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | you and your boyfriends Eddie and Steve roleplay a darker version of your D&D characters

Day Twenty Three: Orgasm Denial | 1.6k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | tutoring your high school crush Steve in your college dorm room

Kurt Kunkle from Spree (2020)

Day Fourteen: Love Bites/Marks | 2.2k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | helping the Kunkles move and playing a super perverted game with their adult son

Fire Hazard | 5.3k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | It's Valentine's Day and you are having second thoughts about what you want from your boyfriend

Day Twelve: Hate/Angry Sex | 1.9k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | alone with a dangerous, bored, and very horny convicted murder

Day Twenty One: Nipple Play | 2.5k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | sequel to Day 14; getting braver with your game and touching each other with his parents in the room

Day Twenty Two: Object Insertion & Phone Sex | 2.6k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | Camboy sub Kurt preforms a special livestream

Day Twenty Five: Sex Pollen | 4k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | Kurt contracts a temporary medical condition, and as his best friend, you are determined to help him through it

Day Twenty Eight: Formal Wear & Strap-Ons | 2k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | getting kinky at an influencer costume party

Stuck | 2.3k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | you drop something and get stuck grabbing it, but your boyfriend Kurt's here to give you a hand (and then some)

Walter "Keys" McKeys from Free Guy (2021)

Day Fifteen: Overstimulation | 2.3k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | you and your boyfriend Keys do some semi-public sex shit at the office

Getting Off | 3.5k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | The "cop" arresting you is wearing a cock ring and you get out of trouble by bending over for him

Day Five: Leather/Latex | 1.1k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | Keys gets some one-on-one with his favorite camgirl

Day Seventeen: Licking | 2.2k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | Keys pays for the girlfriend experience

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Day Twenty Six: Wax Play | 3.8k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | Keys is nervous about a date and asks for help with some hair removal

Nurse Jack from Alter's How To Be Alone (short film 2020)

Spicing Things Up | 5.3k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | You introduce your boyfriend Jack to your extraterrestrial appendages

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#three bees writing #🐝🐝🐝✒ #bee's archive of fiction #joe keery character fiction #steve harrington x female reader #kurt kunkle x female reader #walter keys mckeys x female reader #reader insert fics #black reader insert #heresathreebee fic archive

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read all of my fics under mustbluv on ao3

still getting back into writing fics, it’s been years, but i am obsessed with writing for adrian, so enjoy! also, most of my fics will be x a gender neutral reader unless otherwise specified!! :)

{not taking fic requests at the moment but i am open to incorrect quote suggestions!}

adrian chase / vigilante x reader (peacemaker):

valentine’s day: adrian and the reader spend yet another valentine's day together (1.4k words)

the millennium falcon: it’s halloween! adrian and y/n couldn’t be more excited to pick out a couple’s costume for their party with the 11th street kids (1.6k words)

zombieland: it’s time for the 11th street kids’ movie night and adrian gets to pick the movie that the team will be watching tonight (1.7k words)

the four elements: on a mission with the 11th Street Kids fighting superhumans, adrian gets injured (2.6k words)

nowhere to hide: you’re unable to fight due to a broken wrist from a previous mission so while patrolling evergreen with adrian one night, you get to sit back and watch as vigilante takes control (2k words)

the carnival: a two part story about a carnival stopping in evergreen.

part one: blush: on a late-night mission at a carnival helping out chris's friend, you and adrian have a fun little impromptu date (2.1k words)

part two: brain freeze: it's time for you and adrian's annual carnival date, and you two couldn't be happier to be there together (1.9k words)

be alright: while on a mission with the team, things go south, and you get captured and tortured, adrian comes to the rescue (4.3k words)

the good, the bad and the ugly: after tension building between the reader and adrian, they finally spill that they've been depressed and he and does what he can to help them. *mentions of depression and anxiety* (1.5k words)

nowhere man: you and adrian come home exhausted from a fight and listen to adrian's record of "rubber soul" by the beatles to relax (1.6k words)

off limits: (adrian chase x female reader): you and adrian are dressed to the nines on an undercover mission with the team. someone starts hitting on you and adrian gets quite jealous of what he sees, hating to see someone look at you the way that he does ((3.5k words))

i’m yours: you go to fennel fields after work one night to wait for adrian to finish his shift and someone hits on you (2.1k words)

the heat: while on a mission during a heat wave, adrian gets frustrated and just wants to go to the beach with you (2.2k words)

instincts: on a mission with the team looking for more butterflies, you and adrian get split up and tortured (3.2k words)

kind of a mess: adrian comes home from a night out as vigilante and you help clean him up from the fight you didn't go to (1.3k words)

forever: you and adrian are tired and cuddly in the morning and don't want to go to work (761 words)

movie night: you and adrian have a movie night and watch shaun of the dead (536 words)

date night: you and adrian are on a date and run into the 11th street kids (1.5k words)

all the time: after years of being together, adrian finally asks you to live with him (1.2k words)

one day off: you and adrian finally have a day off and adrian gets curious about smoking weed (1.4k words)

if you have any requests/suggestions please let me know :)

#adrian chase #adrian chase x reader #vigilante #vigilante x reader #peacemaker #freddie stroma #adrian chase x you #peacemaker hbo #dcu #incorrect adrian chase quotes

[writerkenna]

Started: 4/30/22

Last Updated: 12/31/23

we've always been impossible-M, 32k, mpreg, flangst, some sexual content, Sam POV

It's insane, what they're doing. It's not safe, or wise, or practical. But when have they ever been any of those things?

Sam just knows that, despite everything, he has never wanted anything more than he wants this baby with Bucky.

Bringing Her Up- M, 21k, post-mpreg, domestic fluff, POV alternating

The first month of Mila Darlene Wilson-Barnes's life is entirely unexplainable. It is every emotion happening on top of each other at once. It is joy swallowed by fear and embraced by quiet awe. It also very messy, occasionally baffling, and sort of gross.

Bucky's terrified.

Sam's just trying to figure out how to help.

Back in the Saddle-M, 2.9k, post-mpreg, sexual content, Bucky POV

Sam and Bucky make their first fledging attempts at sex post-birth.

Firsts-G, 2.8k, domestic fluff, baby fluff, Sam POV

A series of Mila's firsts, that Sam somehow keeps missing.

The Theme is Pumpkins-G, 4k, domestic fluff, baby fluff, Bucky POV

The chaos that is Mila's first birthday.

Old Friend-T, 4.8k, angst, old!steve, Sam POV

Mila meets Steve.

This Time Around-M, 86k, mpreg, kidfic, fertility issues, angst, Sam POV

Bucky wants to have another baby. And it's sort of throwing Sam through a loop.

In amidst trying to conceive, raising a toddler, and doing their best figure out how to explain male pregnancy to a three-year old, Sam and Bucky can hardly catch their breath. Not to mention the ominous threat of a dealer of advanced weapons tech that Sam and his team can't seem to manage to thwart. Sam is just hoping life can find the time to settle before they bring another Wilson-Barnes baby into this world.

Drink it Up-E, 4.5k, mpreg, explicit sexual content, breeding kink, pregnancy kink, lactation kink, Sam POV

Deep into Bucky's pregnancy with Eric, Sam expresses some long brewing feelings.

Set during This Time Around, mid chapter 10

Valentine's Day-M, 2.7k, post-mpreg, mentions of postpartum depression, flangst, Bucky POV

A less than romantic snippet from the bathroom on Sam and Bucky's first Valentine's day as fathers to two.

Adjusting-G, 2.6k, kidfic, fluff, slice of life, Mila POV

Mila doesn't really get the appeal of a baby.

breathe-T, 1.4k, postpartum, flangst, recovery, Bucky POV

Almost a month after Eric is born, Sam and Bucky finally breathe.

Letters-T, 1.8k, angst, Bucky POV

On the morning of Mila's fifth birthday, Bucky rereads the letters he wrote to her in case of the worst.

when you pine for the sunshine of a friendly gaze (for the holidays, you can't beat home, sweet home)-T, 4.8k, christmas fluff, grieving, Sarah Wilson POV

Sarah has all the family home for the holidays. As usual, the season makes her reflective.

Hot Tubs Are Not Effective Modes of Contraception-M, 3.6k, humor, mpreg, sexual content, ALPINE, Sam POV

Sam would really, sincerely love to go to sleep already. Bucky, however, has news that just can't wait.

Belly Buddies-M, 6k, mpreg, Bucky&Hope friendshp, scotthope, flangst, sexual content, some pregnancy kink, Bucky POV

Hope and Scott come over to help Sam and Bucky pack for their move to Delacroix. Unfortunately for all parties, Hope and Bucky are both very pregnant.

Coming in Early, Coming in Late-M, 17k, mpreg, heavy angst, traumatic birth, postpartum depression, POV alternating

"The facts. The fucking facts. Here’s the goddamn fucking facts:

Bucky's babies have historically always come early and come quickly. His body is made of piecemeal parts, cobbled together by scientists without ethics, that takes medical intervention at nearly every stage of the process to make having children work. And, including all of HYDRA’s attempts, Bucky has been pregnant nine times and has only two children to show for it."

Sam's out of the country and Bucky has no time to wait.

Getting Back Up-M, 4.8k, post mpreg, angst, postpartum depression, hurt/comfort, Sam POV

It's been a month and Aisha's still not home.

Sam's been doing the best he can to keep things together. Bucky's been doing his best just trying to get out of bed.

Take it Slow-T, 4.2k, Sarah Wilson/OMC, Sarah POV

Sarah finally texts 'hot fish guy'.

She's really not looking for anything serious.

Happy Birthday, Mila Darlene-G, 1.4k, birthday fluff, Bucky POV

Mila’s sixth birthday party.

i saw papa kissing santa claus-G, 1.3k, Christmas fluff, Mila POV

Sam's working on Christmas Eve, but at least Santa Claus is able to drop by.

Day by Day-M, 6.8k, post mpreg, slice of life, flangst, Bucky POV

Bucky's children are his entire world, his greatest achievement, and loves of his life.

Why then, does he need a break from them so desperately?

Off and Away-M, 11k, home invasion, heavy angst, violence, Sam POV

Ghosts of their past come back to haunt Sam and Bucky's family, invading their home. They set out in search of safety.

Not Our Time-M, 50k, heavy angst, mpreg, miscarriage, suicidal thoughts, Sam POV

“Shut the hell up,” is what Sam says when, on Sunday morning when they’ve barely had a cup of coffee each and he’s frying up their eggs, Bucky tells him he’s pregnant."

HYDRA has left a lot of remnants of their work in Bucky, mental and physical. One of these being a functioning uterus.

Lie Back and Think of America-E, 9.5k, sexual content, past rape, sexual trauma, past HTP, Bucky POV

Sam wants to have sex with Bucky. Bucky wants Sam, period, and powers through. Neither are all that happy with the results.

bright light city, gonna set my soul on fire-M, 2.1k, las vegas, marriage proposal, Sam POV

After a truly horrible mission in Area 51, Sam and Bucky make the relatively sober choice to get married in Las Vegas.

it doesn’t show signs of stopping (and I brought me some corn for popping)-M, 4k, snowed in, bed sharing, christmas fluff, Sam POV

Sam, for once, had plans for Christmas.

It’s just his luck that he gets snowed in with Bucky instead.

Asks/Headcanons

Headcanons/asks about the kids (x) (x) (x) (x) (x) (x) (x) (x) (x) (x)

Sambucky Wedding HC's

The Wilson-Barnes House

Pregnant!Bucky HC's (Mila) (Eric) (Aisha)

they're singing deck the halls (but it's not like christmas at all)-E, stevetony, 5k, phone sex, christmas flangst, post-Civil War, Tony POV

Tony, as a general rule, doesn't like Christmas very much. But call from a very important flip phone can help remedy that.

you’re havin’ my baby (what a lovely way of sayin' how much you love me)-M, stevetony, 14k, mpreg, magic pregnancy, marathon sex, Steve POV

Sometimes, Steve hardly even realizes he’s given into one of Tony’s whims until he’s halfway into it.

Sometimes, Steve looks up and, all of the sudden, Tony’s pregnant.

on the subject of steve rogers' virginity-M, stevetony, 1.7k, missing scene, internalized homophobia, getting together, Steve POV

Steve is not a virgin. He doesn't need his entire team to know the specifics of how he got that way.

why, why (did I ever let you go)-T, stevetony, background sambucky, clintasha, thorbruce, and petermj, 27k, mamma mia au, mutual pining, humor, getting back together, POV alternating

Peter Rogers is about to marry the love of his life and best friend, MJ, and everything is falling into place. He has the perfect partner, the perfect venue, the perfect best man, and a perfect parent to help him get the whole event put together. The only thing missing? The dad he never knew.

Enter Steve Rogers' bevy of aggravating ex's.

im a man in love (and i love what's goin' through me)-M, stevetony, 4.9k, mpreg, pregnant Steve, graphic birth, Steve POV

Tony was so much better at being pregnant than Steve is.

The whole thing is oddly emasculating.

The Lights of Stars and The Glitter in Your Eyes-M, thorbruce&hulkthor, 22k, slow burn, mutual pining, sexual content, Thor POV

It took the Statesman three months to get back to Earth, and much, much less for Thor to fall in love with Bruce.

Project Genesis: Attempt Four (FAILED)-M, 2.3k, bucky/WS-centric, HTP, referenced rape, mpreg, miscarriage

The asset knows he is supposed to tell his guards if he is bleeding. He knows this and knows he will be punished for disobeying. But, he makes the choice not to tell them anyways. It's the first choice he's made for himself in a long time.

dreidels to play with (and latkes to eat)-T, wandavision, 1.9k, hanukkah fluff, grief/mourning, pre-Civil War, Wanda POV

All Wanda wants is to make some latkes to celebrate the first night of Hanukkah. That’s it. She doesn’t understand why that requires a hovering robot man.

bah humbug (no that’s too strong)- T, clintasha, 2.2k, Christmas fluff, Natasha character study, pre-canon

Clint decides to help Natasha celebrate her first Christmas with SHIELD. Natasha’s not too sure about the holiday yet.

Honeymoon Suite, One King Bed, for Mr. and Mrs. Winger-M, jeffannie, 10k, sexual content, honeymoon fluff, post-series, POV alternating

At the age of twenty-seven, Annie takes another try at staying in a hotel as Mrs. Winger. Only this time, it just so happens to be true.

Bleeding Glass and Healing Needles-M, brittatroy, 6.1k, unplanned pregnancy, abortion, flangst (podfic), Britta POV

Britta is forty-two. She should be past the point in her life of worrying about her boyfriend getting her pregnant. Yet, here she is.

Inception

You're My Obsession, Forever and a Day-M, arthur/eames, 19k, slow burn, character study, sexual content, Arthur POV

Arthur’s love for Eames is horrible and wonderful at the same time. So, he’s doing something about it.

or

The years long journey of Arthur and Eames figuring each other out.

The Simpsons

Stumble and Fall Your Way to Each Other-M, nelisa, 46k, slow burn, character study, sexual content, coming of age, background bart/milhouse, second person Nelson POV

You keep going back to her, like a boomerang. All your life, there she is, Lisa Simpson, pulling you in and pushing you out.

Jennifer's Body

an aftertaste you just can't shake-T, jennifer/needy, 708 words, stream of consciousness, second person Needy POV

it's the taste. that's how you know, because jennifer check doesn’t taste like that.

Red White and Royal Blue

The Way of Things-M, firstprince, 49k, mpreg, flangst, childbirth, royal drama, POV alternating

Henry and Alex have been very much enjoying the life they’ve managed to carve out for themselves. They’ve had to compromise and work and change to maintain it, but it’s worth it.

Henry finds himself pregnant, though, and everything they’ve built starts to turn on its head.

#sambucky #thorbruce #stevetony #wandavision #arthur x eames #nelisa #barthouse #jennifer x needy #troy x britta #jeff x annie #stony #thruce #community #mcu #mpreg #inception #the simpsons #jennifer's body #sambucky!dads #bucky barnes #the wilson barnes family series #sam wilson #aisha wilson barnes #eric wilson barnes #mila wilson barnes #sambucky fic #community fic #writerkenna #sarah wilson #clintasha

[h3rmitsunited]

Ao3 First Lines

Got tagged by @hbdttg Thanks!

Rules: post the first lines of your 10 most recently published ao3 stories (if you have less than 10 fics posted, post the first lines of all your fics)

For Whom the Bell(Hop) Tolls - Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency - WIP - 8.6k

It was a name like any other name, and by that, he meant it had letters and was words that were meant to refer to a person.

Backdraft - Stranger Things (Steddie) - WIP - 14.0k

Steve was sitting at the lunch table, two weeks after the start of school.

Leaky Pipes - Stranger Things (Steddie) - Complete - Rated E - 8.1k

There was an awkward moment of silence when Eddie swung the front door open and came face-to-face with what was most likely the hottest man he had ever seen.

Stolen Pleasures - Stranger Things (Steddie) - Complete - Rated E - 3.1k

He was panting like he was running a marathon, fingers scratching and digging into Eddie's back, lips hanging open and eyes squeezed closed.

Tiger Stripes - Stranger Things (Steddie) - Complete - 1.8k

The Party gets used to looking out for signs that Eddie is hurt.

A Blanket Bed in the Corner - Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency - Complete - 2.1k

They get to Hobbs’ small house late that night.

Silver & Honey - The Witcher - WIP - Rated E - 68.6k

Geralt shoved through the crumbling remains of the door, stumbling into the space that the portal had just been.

Just Wear the Blue One - Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency - Complete - 2.9k

"Todd, relax," Dirk said, wiggling his feet on the floor as he sat watching Todd from the end of the bed. "It's going to be fine."

The Valentine’s Bunny - Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency - Complete - 2.6k

Todd woke up, mostly as he usually did, bleary-eyed, aches and tight muscles shouting at him, because as much as he would like to think he was still a somewhat young man, he was in his thirties and people in their thirties apparently didn’t get to wake up without some part of their body reminding them of that fact, and letting out a half-groan/half-yawn that Dirk loves to make fun of him for.

We’ll Never Let You Go - Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency - Complete - 1.5k

Dirk watches Todd walk away.

I was surprised to see that these were all posted (almost) in just the past year (plus like a month and a half). I feel like I’ve been in such a slump, but also I’ve written, and actually posted way more than I had in a lot of my other years on Ao3, so like, kudos to myself lol.

Tagging (if you want to or you haven’t already been tagged somewhere else because I don’t pay enough attention to this): @generalized-incompetence @clockworkcheetah @goatyoat @krikkiter68

#dghda #steddie #geraskier #dirk gently's holistic detective agency #the witcher #stranger things #dirk gently #ao3 first lines #fanfic #writing #jaskier

[invisibleraven]

Julie/Reggie Fics

Please note the ratings, as some fics are rated E for Explicit.

The Power of Vapo-Rub: Julie gets sick and Reggie takes care of her. Rated G, ~1k words Tumblr/AO3

You bring a little bit of colour to the picture: Based on a post about Reggie creating the Sunset Curve banner, and Julie finding it, leading to the two of them creating a new banner for Julie and the Phantoms together. Rated G, ~1.6k words Tumblr/AO3

Come into these arms again and lay your body down: Day two of Wet Hot Phantom Summer: Favourite M/F ship day featuring Vampire Reggie and Human Julie. Rated E, ~1.9k words Tumblr/AO3

I know I’m gonna want to get out of my Levi’s: Day five of Wet Hot Phantom Summer: Rarepair day featuring some Rulie having a dance party that leads to more. Rated E, ~2.2k words Tumblr/AO3

To take away the pain inside (Here he comes): Julie is really enjoying her date with Reggie, that is until he asked her to split a milkshake with him… Rated G, ~1.3k words Tumblr/AO3

The burning hearts alone in the dark: Julie is getting really tired of her tia trying to set her up with guys, so she lies and tells her that she already has boyfriend-Reggie. The problem arises when Victoria demands she bring said boyfriend to her dad’s birthday party. Good thing Reggie was the best friend she could ask for. Rated T, ~15.6k words Tumblr/AO3

For better or for worse (Even if it's just tonight): "You sure you wanna do this?" Reggie asked Julie, both of them giggling as they swayed down the sidewalks of Vegas, her blinding smile the only answer he needed as they entered the chapel. Rated E, ~28.8k words Tumblr/AO3

We're gonna have a good time: It's Julie's birthday, and Reggie has a surprise or two in mind... Rated E, ~1.8k words Tumblr/AO3

When you come, my heart will be waiting: Reggie Peters is starting a new life after getting away from his terrible father and worse ex-fiancé. He didn’t intended to instantly fall for Julie Molina, or for one dance to complicate everything even more. Rated M, ~16.3k words Tumblr/AO3

A handful of hopeful words: It's Valentine's Day and Julie wants to let Reggie know all the different things she loves about him. Rated G, ~3.3k words Tumblr/AO3

I don't need wings to help me fly: A Rulie Princess Diaries AU ficlet Rated T, ~1.8k words, Tumblr/AO3

I'd marry you with paper rings: As Julie and Reggie celebrate their engagement, they discover that this isn't the first marriage for either of them... Rated G, ~1.3k words, Tumblr/AO3

It's centrifugal motion, it's perpetual bliss: A 5+1 of Reggie and Julie's 'first' kisses. Rated G, ~2.5k words Tumblr/AO3

Put A Record On: Julie knows she has to work her way up the corporate ladder, but the work is hard and the days are long. The only reprieve comes from the ancient radio, and the charismatic voice playing all the songs she requests. The voice that she quickly starts to fall for, and the man who calls her angel while playing her every request. Rated T, ~8.4k words Tumblr/AO3

When I was born: When I was born they looked at me and said "What a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy." And when you were born they looked at you and said "What a good girl, what a smart girl, what a pretty girl." The story of Reggie and Julie, told through the lyrics of Barenaked Ladies' 'What a Good Boy' Rated T, ~21.3k words Tumblr/AO3

We're Mint To Be: Reggie's mom notices that he keeps bring home boxes of Girl Scout Cookies, and realizes there must be someone in his second grade class selling them who her son likes enough to keep emptying his piggy bank for. Rated G, ~2.6k words Tumblr/AO3

Inked: Julie and her dad go on a trip to Puerto Rico and Julie comes home with more than just souvenirs. Rated T, ~3.2k words Tumblr/AO3

All at once everything is different: Written for the Year of the OTP challenge prompt: Whenever I look at you… Rated G, ~1.4k words Tumblr/AO3

It's a supernatural delight: Julie's scent changed, and Reggie's been off ever since. What happens when one night when it all finally becomes too much for them both? Rated E, ~3.2k words Tumblr/AO3

When skies are gray: Written for the Year of the OTP challenge prompt: sunshine. Rated T, ~4.5k words Tumblr/AO3

Swell Of Endless Music: Julie has always been fascinated with the human world, and now that she has saved the handsome prince Reggie, she's determined to be a part of it. A Rulie Little Mermaid AU! Rated T, ~16.4k words Tumblr/AO3

Sommes-nous les jouets du destin: Written for the Year of the OTP challenge prompt: Soulmate AU. Rated T, ~5.1k words Tumblr/AO3

Hold my hand and we're halfway there: Written for the Year of the OTP challenge prompt: stars. Rated T, ~8.7 words Tumblr/AO3

No me dejes la lengua atada: Reggie is in danger of failing Spanish, so his teacher assigns him a tutor. Unfortunately, Julie Molina hates his guts. Rated T, ~5.1k words Tumblr/AO3

No water, you're thirsty though: Julie asks Reggie to help her out in the kitchen, and he is more than happy to help, in more ways than one. Rated E, ~2.3k words Tumblr/AO3

It's not the way you look, it's the way that you...: When Reggie texts Julie asking what she wears to bed, she has no idea what to think, or where the conversation will go from there. Rated T, ~2.2k words Tumblr/AO3

But there’s nothing else you’d rather be: Before Reggie makes Julie his mate, there’s a certain question he needs to ask… Rated M, ~2.7k words Tumblr/AO3

Silver-white winters that melt into spring: Written for the Year of the OTP challenge prompt: That’s my favourite thing about you. Rated T, ~1.8k words Tumblr/AO3

exactly what I've been yearning for: Reggie's brain is a little bit noisy and Julie has the best way to make it quiet. Rated E, ~3.4k words Tumblr/AO3

So hold me close honey, say you're forever mine: A couples only event has Julie and Reggie realize their feelings-turns out, they were the last to know. Rated T, ~4.8k words Tumblr/AO3

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[curseofaphrodite]

wake up, fall down.

JAMES POTTER X READER

summary: james doesn't get drunk often but when he does, chaos follow. tw: mentions of alcohol! requested by the lovely @wrathspoet | very short btw.

James woke up with a headache so bad that he wished he could stay in bed all day. But there was a big match that morning, so he had to get up.

Maybe five more minutes wouldn't hurt...?

"GET THE FUCK UP!" you hit his head with the softest pillow you could find, but he still jumped up with shock — not by the pillow, but by your presence in the room.

"What the—?" he saw you towering over him with a glare. "What are you doing here?"

"I should be asking you that," you said through gritted teeth. James fell sideways to the floor, right off the mattress. He groaned, looking around him.

Nope, it definitely wasn't his room.

"What am I doing in your dormitory?" he asked, standing up slowly. He immediately gasped, looking at the bed and then at you. "No."

"Can you please get ready?" you threw his quidditch robes to his face; something Sirius had brought over earlier. "The match starts in less than an hour."

"What happened last night?" The question was aimed mainly at himself, but you ignored him anyway. Think, think!

There was a party, he was sure of it. The rest of the details were more than a little fuzzy.

"I promised McGonagall that I'd make sure you reach there on time, so let's go!"

"But—" He looked down and saw that he was fully clothed while waking up. He let out a breath he didn't know was holding. Now that he was sure he didn't actually sleep with you, he thought back on the last thing he could remember.

Butterbeer's yuck. You're just saying that because you don't wanna drink it. I don't! Have you ever tried it? No! This seems as good as night as any to change that.

James gasped.

"Some shithead from Ravenclaw asked me to drink!" he yelled triumphantly. "I remember now! Well, fragments. I must have been drunk off my ass but how did I reach here?"

"I was helping you sober up," you said, sighing.

He laughed because the prospect of you helping him seemed demonic. You rarely saw him eye to eye on any topic, let alone be acquaintances for a night. You kept fidgeting with your watch, which didn't go unnoticed either.

"Look, we don't have to talk about it," you shrugged, pointing to the robes. "Just get to the match in one piece."

Now that made him suspicious. Before you could leave the room to let him change his clothes, he got in front of the door to block your path.

"What did I do?" he asked, wide-eyed and innocent. "I can't even remember—"

Oh, but then he did. Seeing how you weren't meeting his eyes, he remembered.

Oh gods, I love you so much. Are you drunk? Yes, but that's not relevant. Kiss me. Potter, you need to sleep. You don't want to... kiss me? It's - I - STOP with your puppy eyes. I'll kiss you when you are sober. Deal? Deal!

"Oh!" his mouth fell open. He noted that you weren't angry, just flustered. A smug smile spread over his features. "Well, I think you owe me a kiss—"

Before he could complete that sentence, you had grabbed his jaw and pressed your lips against his. He stiffened under your touch, then kissed you deeper. Your tongue was dangerously close to his, and he felt it fit to make it more... pleasurable. His hand trailed behind your back, but you stepped away hastily.

"That was a kiss," he whispered, panting.

You rolled your eyes, though there was a ghost of a smile on your face. "Good luck with the match."

"Thank you. Wait," he gasped. "You kissed me because you knew I'd think about it all day long and get distracted! YOU WANT GRYFFINDOR TO LOSE!"

"C'mon—"

"WITCH! YOU'RE A WITCH!"

"Yeah, that was implied with my Hogwarts letter—"

"I'M SO MAD AT YOU BUT I'LL SEE YOU AFTER THE MATCH! DON'T YOU DARE TRY TO WINK AT ME FROM THE STANDS UNLESS YOU WANT ME TO FALL OFF MY BROOM!"

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