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i-am-still-bb · 2 years

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Whumptober 2022 - No. 5 - hidden injury

FiKi, T

Dead Batteries AU (Tumblr / Ao3)

“He’s out in the shed, dear,” Dis says when she sees Kili standing on her front porch, backpack slung over his shoulder.

“Thanks,” Kili starts to turn to head around to the back of the house.

“Kili, dear, you know you can come to us if you need anything? Fili, obviously, but myself, and Fili’s Uncle Thorin as well.”

“Huh?” Kili’s grip tightens on his backpack’s strap.

“Fili said things have been rough at home for you.”

“Oh.” Kili shrugs.

Dis smiles. “I just wanted to make sure that you knew that we’ll help you if we can.”

“Yeah. Thanks.” Kili just stands there for a moment, before he nods and says “thanks” again, and that he’ll let her know. He feels overly aware of his body as he hops off the stoop and heads around the side of the house to the shed.

But he quickly pushes those thoughts aside when he sees the shed door propped open.

The shed had sat empty for years with bits of broken lawn equipment in the corners, some bags of potting soil, and Fili’s dad’s bike covered in a tarp in the center. One summer during middle school, with permission, they had cleaned out the broken tools and carefully put the bike in the back corner with some crates turned on their sides piled around it to protect it. The crates had slowly filled with comic books and action figures, bits of forgotten trash, lost pieces of homework, and generally the detritus of childhood.

They had found a couch on the curb and wheeled it back on a doley, much to Dis’ horror. She had only allowed it to stay once she had checked it and despite the lack of signs, fumigated it for “any and all bugs that want to get in my house.” In the center, where the motorcycle used to sit, is a dirt bike.

They both agreed that Thorin had probably found it in the dump, because Fili had spent 4 months fixing things (and breaking different things, to be honest) before he was able to ride it for the first time.

They crashed it after two days. They blamed the icy weather. Thorin blamed their inexperience. The scar at Fili’s hairline is still a bit pink and shiny.

Since then the bike has spent more time broken than working.

It starts sprinkling when Kili is halfway across the lawn.

“What’s wrong this time?” Kili drops his backpack onto the couch.

“Nothing. Knock on wood,” Fili smacks the floor with the toe of his boot twice, “but I’m trying to replace the air filter so it can go faster.”

“Does Dis know about that?”

Fili laughs. “Of course not.”

Kili frowns.

“Homework?” Fili asks, looking up from the bike.

“Yeah. Chemistry.” Kili unzips his bag and pulls the textbook half free.

Fili makes a disgusted noise.

“Maybe someday you’ll do your own homework instead of half copying mine.”

“That day will be the last day that you get to ride my baby,” Fili teases back.

Kili’s eyes narrow playfully. “Uh huh. I don’t really see how I’d ride myself.” He busies himself with his notebook, pen, pencil, eraser, and other things that he normally does not use for homework just to seem nonchalant. But he still sees Fili’s face go from surprised, to amused, to that look.

“Oh really.”

“I’m pretty sure that it’s physically impossible,” Kili says coolly. He flips open his notebook to his notes from Friday’s class and settles the worksheet on his knee.

“Hey!” Kili startles when Fili pushes the papers and notebook onto the floor. He tries to frown, but he still grins up at Fili. Fili is leaning over him, one hand braced on the back of the couch while the other slips between the buttons of Kili’s worn flannel shirt to grab the sturdy placket.

“Hey, yourself,” Fili says heavily.

Kili leans forward into the kiss he knows is coming. He touches Fili’s shoulder, neck, his hair.

Fili groans. His grip tightens on Kili’s shirt when Kili gently bites down on Fili’s lower lip.

Fili slowly sits down and pulls on Kili’s shirt, guiding Kili to sit on his lap. There’s a bit of an awkward shuffle of navigating the sunken spots of the cushion and sneakers getting caught on the couch, Fili’s jeans, and the torn hem of Kili’s pants.

Fili drags Kili in for another kiss. Kili presses close; enjoying Fili’s hands on his hips, keeping them close.

A breath. “I do have chemistry homework, and you were—”

“We are learning about chemistry,” Fili says. “Dopamine, oxytocin, testosterone…” He presses up into Kili with the final word. The rough denim of their jeans frustrates them both.

“True,” Kili concedes with a sharp breath. He buries his face in Fili��s neck, a quick puff of breath clearing his mouth of errant blonde hairs, and grinds down.

“Mhmm,” Fili smiles. He dips his fingers into the back of Kili’s jeans; just far enough to feel the swell of Kili’s ass begin. They have not much further than that.

Encouraged by Kili’s moan in his ear Fili starts to push Kili’s shirt up.

Kili stiffens; one hand grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling it down. “It’s cold.”

“Oh,” Fili frowns. “I promise I’ll keep you warm,” he says with a lopsided grin. He pulls Kili back in, and Kili relaxes. The heat quickly returns, cheeks flushing.

This time Fili gets the bottom two buttons undone, Kili’s kisses urging him onward.

Kili stops Fili’s hands on the third button.

Fili relaxes back into the couch and looks up at Kili who is looking anywhere but at Fili. “I won’t,” Fili pulls his hands back and raises them. “But why?”

Kili’s words tumble over themselves. “I have to go.”

He quickly dismounts from Fili’s lap and reaches for his homework.

“Kili.”

“I’ll be late for dinner.”

Fili frowns when he sees the marks on Kili’s stomach; quickly covered when Kili does up the buttons.

Fili sits forward. “What are those?”

Kili’s cheeks, flushed with desire, go white. He still does not look at Fili. “Nothing.”

“If you’re hurt I—”

Kili cuts him off, picking a fight, “You want to tell your mom?”

“What? No!” Fili scowls. “I want to help.”

“By telling your mom,” Kili repeats, the volume of his voice rising.

“If I can’t help by myself, yeah, by telling my mom.” Fili stands so they are face to face.

“Maybe I don’t want to be gossiped about,” a snarl.

“Asking my mom for help isn’t gossiping.”

“Whatever,” Kili snaps. “I have to go.”

The door bangs against the wooden frame. It’s still raining, but Kili does not turn around. He does not ask for a ride or to borrow an umbrella.

When he gets home the house is dark and quiet. His dad’s sedan is not in the driveway. Kili drops his bag next to his desk. He strips off the wet shirt and grabs a dry one from his dresser and pauses, looking in the mirror on his closet door. He trails his fingers over the marks before roughly covering them with the dry shirt. He sits at his desk and violently pulls out his book and notebook, a twist of regret in his belly makes him want to throw the books across the room.

In his pocket his phone buzzes.

// I’m sorry.

// I just want to help. //

Kili sighs. His anger had flashed hot. Now he wishes he had just left without lashing out.

// I know. I just don’t want to talk about it.

// I’m sorry about what I said. //

He drops his phone on the desk and opens his textbook. He has not even completed the first problem on the worksheet when a response comes in.

// I really wish I could help. But I’m here when you want me. //

Kili takes a deep breath that catches. He types out a few messages. But then deletes them.

// I know

// I just … I don’t like that

// My dad

// Can you come over

He settles on. // I’m sorry. Thanks for being here. //

An instant response. // Always. //

#whumptober2022 #no. 4 #hidden injury #the hobbit #fic #yelling #arguing #implied physical abuse and/or self-harm #bb writes #fili/kili #fiki #dead batteries au #i promise to write something that's just happy for these two #but it is whumptober #maybe in november for my november drabble challenge #edited

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cherry-leclerc · 6 months

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true temptation ☆ cl16

genre: sainz!reader, humor, nnn (mommy, i can explain), smut, fluff, whipped!charles, established relationship

word count: 2k

Your boyfriend makes a decision to participate in NNN, but immediately regrets it when he realizes just how difficult it is to stay away from you.

nsfw warning under the cut!

18+...car sex, riding, fingering

req!... probably the longest drabble i’ve done so far, but i hope you all enjoy!

“You’re never going to last.”

The Monegasque’ eyes challenge you as you stand there unimpressed, hands on your hips. It had all started with him barging in on you and calling an ‘emergency couple’s meeting’.

Pacing the room, he goes back and forth, mumbling slowly, as if creating a plan up in his head. As far as you’re concerned, he was never going to actually do it. The man was obsessed with you.

“Have a little faith in me,” he groans, hands brushing his hair back in despair.

His so called - ‘emergency’ - was that he would be taking part in No Nut November. No kissing. No sex.

Or anything remotely related to it.

Walking up to him, you pat his chest. His hands find their way down to your waist, doe eyes staring back up at him.

“I will… But I’m going to make your head spin.”

He started off strong. He even felt a bounce in his step when he entered Ferrari Hospitality; he swore he felt like he was walking on sunshine.

“You’re actually doing it?”

Joris, too, had no hope for his friend. He had seen the way the green eyed boy would cling onto you as if it were the only thing he knew how to do. The way he talked about you, even when you weren’t around.

“Oui. Why? Do you not think it’s a good idea?”

His friend tilts his head to the side as he thinks about it for a minute. “Not sure. All I know is that your and Pierre’s bet on who can last longer is never going to end up good. You can’t even go a single second without kissing her!”

“He said he could last longer than me? I have to prove him wrong….” His mind slips over to the last part. “I can live without her kisses for a month. It’ll be fine.”

The Ferrari driver makes his way to his team, properly analyzing what faults his car had and how he can make the best out of it. Frustrated, Charles rubs his eyes.

“I will do the best I can, but I can’t promise a podium. Not with a car like this.”

Taking notes, Xavi nods as he walks away. “Hi, Xavi!” The sound of your voice instantly makes him ease up as he searches for you. His jaw goes slack.

“What are you wearing?”

Smiling wide with eyes crinkled, you rush over to him. “It’s only a dress.”

But it wasn’t just a dress. He knows you did it on purpose, wearing the little black dress he had last fucked you in. It’s the way it fans your thighs as the wind gently teases anyone passing by.

“You’re supposed to be on my team. Are we really going to let Kika and Pierre win?”

Rolling your eyes, you tippy toe, naturally about to kiss him, but stop yourself before you do. He frowns.

“You are sooo right!” You comedically screech as you slap your hands against your cheeks. “I do want us to win! Forget the kiss, my mistake.”

He chuckles darkly, shaking his head.

“You’re a fucking nightmare.”

He’s a week in and he’s finally starting to lose his grip.

“You’re sweating buckets, mate,” Daniel points out as he lets out a loud laugh, doing a muppet dive. Charles unbuttons his collared shirt.

“It’s the heat, it’s the heat.”

The Aussie furrows his eyebrows and he raises a hand up to feel the air. Light breeze. Shivering, you strut over to your boyfriend.

“Can we leave? It’s getting too cold.”

And he hates the way that dress clings onto your body, your figure being completely shown off. Nothing but dirty thoughts have entered his mind from the moment he first saw you.

“Sure.”

Kicking off your heels, you throw yourself onto the bed, face first. Shooo tirefff, you mumble against the sheets. He purposefully takes a seat across from you, knowing he’d be tempted to cross the line if he didn’t.

Tossing over, you reach out for him. And he’s about to turn you down, but he notices the way your nose is painted pink - your cheeks, too - and soft, tired eyes meeting his. His heart melts at the sight. So, he reminds himself that a hug with his girlfriend is nothing bad.

Climbing onto his lap, you dig your face into his chest, short dress riding up. He physically has to stop himself from letting out a loud moan. Instead, he traces his fingers up and down your spine. You shudder.

“Are you sure we can’t fuck, Charlie?”

Right there, is his breaking point. He’s ready to kiss you, finger you, eat you out, fuck you, anything. But you giggle teasingly as you pull back, a wicked smile drawn.

“Whoops. Never mind.”

He’s known you wouldn’t make this easy on him. It’s almost as if you’ve made it your mission to screw with his head - and while he would normally love it - in this case, it was killing him.

Dance with me, you would beg him and you sway in front of him. It was a rare moment of it just being you two, so naturally, you took advantage of it. You showered, did your skincare, watched a movie, but the moment you heard Sparks by Coldplay echoing from his phone, you immediately jumped up like a bunny.

Then, his heart would melt, and melt, and melt - and melt some more. It would only be a reminder of what a perfect match you both were. He would memorize your face once again; no makeup, eyebags due to long travels with him, a small cut on the bridge of your nose from earlier when Lando had accidentally hit you with his frisbee, pink lips he so desperately missed.

He would oblige, the way you knew he would. He found home within you as you would both sway, your feet on top of his as he would lead you both, you having to do nothing but close your eyes and feel his heartbeat. And it was so sweet to know that it was only yours.

I love you, he would remind you as if he didn’t already tell you a million times before. As if it were a way to make up for all this. And you would say-

“I know.”

“How are you keeping up?”

The Frenchman smiles proudly as he takes a sip of water. “I’m actually doing fine. You?”

Charles gulps, green eyes following to where you stand next to Kika.

“Good.”

“It’s actually not that hard.”

Kika and you had been touching up on your boyfriend's challenge. She would say it as if it were the easiest thing. You slump against your chair.

“That’s not fair… Mine has the most beautiful face ever!”

“Hey!”

You squeal as she aims a pillow at you. I’m sorry! The Portuguese laughs too, sticking her tongue out. You sigh. “I do miss him, though.”

“Yeah…”

“Have we seriously just been talking about how horny we are?”

“Don’t say it like that!” She bites her lip. “We have.”

“Why did they ever think this was going to be a good idea?”

Propping her arm against the table, she beams. “It’s not, but I heard from Pierre about how much Charles is struggling.” You groan.

“Yeah, well that’s nothing but his own fault.”

It’s now been 2 weeks and he’s already given up. His pleads were convincing.

C’mon, baby. Let me fuck you.

It’s been too long. I miss the way you taste.

But you stood your ground.

“No, no, no.” You shook your head, running away. Seeing Carlos, you hide behind him. “You brought this onto yourself! Now you’re just going to have to deal with it.”

Confused, Carlos questions you both on what you’re talking about. It’s just that your sister won’t let me-

“Stop! That’s my brother!”

The Monegasque shrugs as Carlos turns to you. What is he talking about? Your face burns up as you brush him off. “Nada, nada - he’s just being a jerk.” And so, he believes it and walks away, too tired to deal with any of it.

You let out a squeal when Charles plunges towards you. He picks you up, carrying you to his motorhome.

“Let go!”

Dropping you onto his small bed, he stares down at you like a lion salivating over their prey. You suppress a whimper, clamming your legs shut. He raises a brow.

“You’re telling me you don’t want the same thing I do? I promise I’ll do it just the way you like it.”

Closing your eyes, you can picture it. You can feel him already, pressed up against you. You do want it, you do. Opening your eyes, you shake your head.

“Just two more weeks to go.”

“We lost.” Taken aback, you snort. What do you mean? Your friend blushes before dragging you to the corner. “I mean that last night Pierre and I went out for dinner and one thing led to another and-”

“Okay, okay, I caught on!”

Giggling, she shimmies her shoulders towards you. “What are you going to do?” You pout as you stare back blankly. She sighs. “I’m talking about you and Charles! I mean you both already won - you could do whateverrrr you want.”

Stuttering, you cough before saying, “You made it loud and clear, thank you very much.”

Shivering, you climb into the passenger's seat of his Pista as you thank him for opening and closing your door. As soon as he climbs in, he turns on the heater. The Monaco streets were lonely, everyone already in their homes, sheltering from the light rain that had picked up.

“You want to pull over?”

You sound so sweet asking that he almost thinks he’s hallucinating or that any second now you’re going to surprise him with a, just kidding!

But he quickly could tell you weren’t and he doesn’t want to let the moment slip away. Not when he’s been waiting for so long. Screw it if he lost.

Pulling over on the side of an isolated street, he hauls you onto his lap. You thank the universe for skirts. Pushing your panties aside, his long fingers slide against your wet folds. You let out a wail.

“Fuck, you don’t know how I’ve missed hearing you.” He slides two fingers in. “Feeling you.”

Dazed, you find yourself grinding on his fingers. Every single time they would brush against your g-spot, you would kiss him harder. He slips them out, bringing them up to his lips.

And he moans in a way you’ve never heard before. So fucking sweet. Blushing, you lean in to kiss him. You can still taste yourself.

“Charles, please - do something.”

Never during your entire relationship has he ever fucked you as hard as he did that day. His grip on your waist hurt, but it hurt so good. His cock would continuously brush against where you needed him the most, so much so, he left you seeing stars. Drooling all over him, you hold onto his shoulders, bouncing up and down rapidly.

“So tight – So warm.” He chokes when you ground your hips deeper. “So fucking good.”

Then, he finishes inside of you. His fingers slide down to your clit as he rubs it. You finish with a loud cry. Kissing you one last time, he slaps your ass. You scowl playfully.

“Admit it - you’ve missed it, too.”

“Just a few more weeks and you would have won!” Pierre clicks his tongue before kicking his legs up against the table in front of him. Charles rolls his eyes.

“I’m never doing that again.”

Kika smacks the Frechman’s thigh. “You both lost, remember? Only, you did before him.” The Monegasque quickly springs up.

“You’re saying we won?”

“You’re acting as if this were the fucking Olympics, Cha.” You drag him by the arm to sit back down as he starts celebrating his ‘accomplishment of the year’.

“What are we clapping about?”

Your brother strolls over to an open seat as he opens up a water bottle. Hurriedly, you screech, “Nothing! Only that the season is almost over-”

“He’s yapping about how he won No Nut November, except, he didn’t. 2 weeks and fucking does not count.”

“You did what?”

Jumping up, Charles trips over his feet as he tries backing away from the angry Spaniard. “I think I forgot my phone! I’ll be right back!”

Chasing after him, your brother yells out, “That’s my baby sister, cabrón!”

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peachsayshi · 7 months

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ dirty diaries

minors / ageless / blank blogs dni - gif by @sleepygetou 💓 (used with permission)

ೃ⁀➷ notes: @sleepygetou im blaming you for this quick drabble

ೃ⁀➷ tags: toji x reader; you convince toji to participate in no nut november; suggestive; mentions of groping; fluff - wc: 539

nov. 1 - 9:22 am

"hold on a second - we aren't allowed to have sex and I can't take care of myself either?!"

you smirk with amusement, scooping another spoonful of creamy ice cream from the tub. you're sitting on the kitchen counter, kicking your legs with intrigue while watching your husband place the last clean dinner dish in the cupboard.

"that's why they call it no nut novemeber," you explain, "you're supposed to be abstaining from sex and any sexual relief. oh, and you can't watch porn. that counts as part of the challenge..."

toji turns on his heel to take a step closer. he presses his body against your legs, dark eyes flickering to the spoon in your hand that you're slowly drawing it to his lips in order to feed him some of your ice cream.

he hums, "and the videos and pictures of you that I have on my phone..." he quips, both hands finding the meat of your thighs as he gives you a gentle squeeze. "does that count too?"

you tap the back of the spoon playfully against his nose, watching him scrunch it like a little kitten in response. "yes, they count..." you lecture, despite your cheeks growing unnervingly hot.

"can I still touch you?"

"you can but...like I said, it can't lead to us having sex or any sexual relief. these same rules will apply to me as well-"

"fuck that," toji scoffs, moving his hands further up until they are resting against your hips.

you stick the spoon back into the ice cream, keeping it place as you use your free hand to trail your finger along his jaw. "why not? you think you're going to lose that easily?"

he pouts; the front of his brows pinching together in annoyance.

if there is one thing about your husband that you know for certain, it's that he won't walk away from a challenge.

"what about kissing?" he grumbles, his cheeks turning pink. "because I'm not starting my day without my good morning kiss..."

you giggle, placing the tub absentmindedly by your side so you can wrap your arms around his neck. "kissing is fine," you sweetly assure him, and follow up by placing a gentle peck on his slightly blushing cheek.

he considers it for a minute before huffing in defeat. "alright, I'll guess give it a go..."

you can't stop smiling over the fact that he looks like a child who just had his favorite toy taken away from him and the expression is far too adorable for you to even handle.

"it'll be an interesting challenge," you prompt, already making bets that the man wouldn't last a week. "I promise I won't push your buttons..."

toji arches his brow, picking up on your playfully condescending tone. the hands against your hips snake their way up underneath his old tee that you're wearing, gliding carefully up along your soft tummy. he holds your gaze, can feel the change in your breath underneath his palms. "looks like we're both in it to win it," he murmurs, the scar at the corner of his uplifting into a sinister grin. he cups your breasts in his hands as he grazes over the buds of your nipples delicately. "I promise I'll be on my best behavior as well then, sweetheart. let's see which one of us caves first."

#toji x reader #toji x you #toji fushiguro x reader #toji fushiguro x you #toji fluff #toji fushiguro fluff #toji fanfic #toji x female reader #toji fushiguro x female reader #jujutsu kaisen fanfics #jjk fanfics

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yuujispinkhair · 6 months

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So how is no nut November going w modern boyfie sukuna? Idk if u can get him to participate but if he does I bet he makes the whole month as torturous for u as possible.

Pairing: Sukuna x Reader (female) Word Count: 400 Warnings: 18+, smut, creampie, praise, face shot, overstimulation, light dub-con. All characters are of age. Credit for the banner @/benkeibear

Sukuna just huffs and rolls his eyes when he hears someone mention No-Nut-November. Your boyfriend never believes in abiding rules, especially not ridiculous ones like that! Who invented that shit anyways?! Sukuna will show them how much he doesn't let anyone tell him what to do!

He makes sure to nut in you exactly one minute after midnight to say a big fuck you to No-Nut-November, so proud of himself, moaning and smirking against your neck,

"Hmm fuck yeah, feels so good to nut in my girl. What a lovely way to start November."

He's an idiot, but it's incredibly charming somehow. And after all, he also makes sure to make you nut so good that you scream his name and leave scratches on his muscular back, so why should you complain?

A sane person would let it go after that midnight fuck. But not Sukuna. Your boyfriend is a rebel. If someone tells him to do No-Nut-November, he will take it as a personal challenge to nut as often as possible this month.

You whine beneath him, exhausted from all the times he made you cum in one session, pussy throbbing, clit pulsing hotly, both your bodies sweaty and the bedsheets soaked from all your combined cum. You feel light-headed, weakly running your hands up and down Sukuna's flexed, tattoed biceps as you look up at him with your eyes wet from tears,

"Kuna... Baby, I can't go another round... it's too much."

But your pink-haired menace of a boyfriend just smirks and snaps his hips faster, meaner, going even deeper, pounding your sweet spot so good that you mewl his name.

"Aww, princess, we are going at least two more rounds."

But he turns sweeter a moment later, leaning down to trail kisses over your neck while he humps your pussy with slow but deep thrusts.

"My princess can take it. I know that. You're my good girl after all, aren't you, baby? Aren't you gonna cum for me again, sweetheart?"

Of course, you do, your pussy clenching helplessly around Sukuna's talented cock, squealing his name as your legs shake weakly, and your face feels so hot you think you have a fever as you shudder around his fat cock with the next mind-blowing orgasm.

And Kuna chuckles smugly, followed by a low groan of "Yeah, see, I knew it. That's my good girl. I love you, princess."

He pumps your overstimulated pussy full of another load of his thick cum, before giving his little Anti-No-Nut-November performance a cherry on top by nutting one last load over your pretty face this time, just to make sure.

PLEASE I NEED HIM SO BAD!! Sweet anon, thank you for sending me this!! Sukuna can always use me for his personal vendetta against NNN uwu ;)

I hope you enjoyed this little drabble!! Comments and reblogs would be very sweet!!

#sukuna x reader #sukuna #sukuna smut #sukuna x you #sukuna x y/n #ryomen sukuna #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jjk x you #jjk x y/n

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narastories · 2 years

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November OTP Prompt Challenge - Harry/Nic - Day 7

Day 7 - Forest path

demonic pet

The moment you step foot on the island, you know that something isn’t right.

The moment you step foot on the island, you know that something isn’t right. You’ve been prepared to fight evil, but the hairs on the nape of your neck stand on end regardless.

It’s been decided that each of you arrive from different directions to circle the enemy. You say a quick prayer and head deeper, toward the center of the island. Your feet stumble upon the forest path as if every twig and rock wanted to thwart you. There are noises in the dark that make you uneasy.

When you find a set of stairs carved into the rock you start climbing them. They are uneven and slippery and you’re out of breath by the time you reach the top. The ruins of the old tower loom menacingly in the background, and in front of it are the monsters you came to fight.

There is a throne made of stone, and Nicodemus Archleone sits atop of it. Even if you didn’t know how many people he tortured and killed you would know that he’s pure evil just by looking at him. It’s in the eyes. You want to believe he’s only a lost soul in need of saving too, but it’s hard to think there’s still a human being in there.

Around him, there are his accomplices, each deadly on their own: Polonius Lartessa, Nicodemus’s wife in her mantis form, stands next to his throne. Their daughter is kneeling between them, her hair ribbons of steel, already rust-colored with splotches of blood. There’s Magog’s huge form crouching the closest to you, pure muscle, terrifying in his sheer size. The smaller form next to him on one knee must be Namshiel. He used to look different before the Fallen corrupted the Baron of Chicago. Maybe he’s the most likely to surrender the coin. Or maybe not. The rumors say the man has always been hungry for power.

The last Denarian kneels by Nicodemus’s feet. Even in this position, you can tell that he’s a tall man. Some people say the Wizard Harry Dresden used to help people. Others say he always walked the left-hand path. The latter is easier to believe looking at him now.

He has a bejeweled collar circling his throat. It’s attached to a leash, and both are made of black leather just like his long coat trailing on the ground. The other end of the leash is in Nicodemus’s hand, but the wizard doesn’t seem to struggle to get away. He looks content, like a large, demonic pet at his master’s feet.

His eyes are half-closed, his dark brows drawn together in concentration. When he speaks, his voice is clear, carrying easily in the night air.

“There are four of them. One twenty yards behind us, one just reached the tower, and the last one is coming from the east. He’ll get here last.”

You feel cold dread seeping into your veins. How can he know that with such precision? Dresden lifts his gaze and looks straight at you, his brown eyes void of emotion. For a chilling moment, you wonder if he can read your mind.

Nicodemus considers that information for a moment, the fingers of his left hand sliding into Dresden’s hair. The wizard tips his head back and lets out a quiet moan. Your stomach turns from the obscenity it implies.

“This one’s no use to me,” Nicodemus says. “Get rid of it for me, Harry.”

It takes you a moment to realize by “it” he means you. Dresden’s grin is a wild thing, full of teeth. Violet eyes open above his brown ones and a sigil, shaped like an hourglass burns on his forehead.

You draw your sword, but it’s of no use because fire crackles through the night. It smells of sulfur as if coming straight from the depths of Hell. Fear and despair take hold of you and your prayers fall uselessly from your lips before white-hot pain starts consuming you whole.

Maybe your faith was never strong enough.

You fall to the ground in agony. The last thing you see is Nicodemus smiling, while Harry Dresden pushes his temple against his leg. A pet wizard, looking for affection after a murder well done.

“The others won’t go this quick, don’t worry,” Nicodemus says to him. “I have personal scores to settle.”

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#oh I had way too much fun with this #these are getting longer lmao #glad I never committed to drabbles #my fic #ficlet #november otp challenge #harry/nic #nara's dresden phase #harry dresden/nicodemus archleone #I'll say here again #it's Nic's wet dream

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btsbabe7 · 5 months

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November Prompt 18: Crown

Words: 594 | Pairing: Draco Malfoy x reader

There’s a surreal feeling that washes over you as you descend the castle stairs into the entrance of the Yule Ball. You hadn’t told a single soul about your date. In fact, as far as all your friends knew, you had no intentions of attending. But here you are in a pearly gown with silvery lace trim hand-sewn against the white silk. Your curly hair is styled in a slightly messy updo that you’d practiced for weeks until it was perfected, and a dainty, single emerald stone bracelet, gifted by your date clings to your right wrist. All the planning had finally led you to this very moment.

In the midst of the first dance coming to a close, an applause breaks through the room, then you spot your date breaking through the crowd. Heads turn and there seems to be whispering amongst the crowd, but not over the music. Just as you reach the bottom of the stairs, Draco’s arm links around yours. A vest and bowtie accompany the snowy white button-up that hugs his thin torso. His platinum hair is parted perfectly down the side and tucked behind each ear to fully display his dashing features. He looks absolutely amazing, even more than he does on the day to day, if you do say so yourself. And soon, the gaze of other students follow the two of you through the crowd where Draco pulls you in close for a slow dance.

“Ignore the whispers,” he breathes, pulling your wandering gaze for your friends back to him. “You look beautiful tonight and I won’t let anyone ruin this for us.” His brows raise to make sure you understand and you smile softly and nervously.

You had planned to attend the ball with Draco almost a month ago in the secrecy of your meetings in the Astronomy Tower. If everything went as planned, the entire school would be in shock at the news of you and Draco attending together, despite the existing rumors of his growing crush on you. And the whispers tonight have proved just that. Even Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, and Dumbledore, the Headmaster himself, had done double takes when Draco’s arm reached out for you at the entrance moments ago.

“Draco,” you mutter softly, keeping your eyes on his to stay focused. “What do we do when they see? My friends, when they notice?”

He chuckles softly and pulls you closer, gently stroking your reddened cheek.

“Then let them notice. You look beautiful. You spent so much effort planning and perfecting the perfect. Just focus on this. Don’t let your crown slip.”

You smile widely at his comment and just because you’re happy to finally be in his arms in the midst of everyone. There’s whispers and stares and even pointing, but you stay focused on Draco. It all feels like a relief compared to the fear that came with sneaking out to meet in hiding in The Astronomy Tower every night. You know your friends are somewhere with their own dates and that their curiosity about you and Draco will soon be a topic of conversation, but none of that matters now in a place where you should feel the most confident.

Draco spins you around one last time at the close of the song, and with a smile, he caresses your cheeks.

“We’ll have the best night of our lives, my queen. I promise,” he breathes before placing a soft kiss on your forehead that leaves you grinning from ear to ear, and tonight, you truly feel like royalty.

Please be sure to check out my other latest fics:

⚡︎ November Prompt Challenge (days 1-30)

⚡︎ For You Always - reader x Snape

~ Navi: masterlist (all fandoms) & (bts imagines/drabbles)

Disclaimer: This is a pure work of fiction, but please don’t copy! Written purely for fun :) Please only repost to other socials w/my permission and credit! Reblogging w/credit is fine. Thank you! ♡

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challenge failed successfully - shohei ohtani au

a short drabble where shohei joins the no nut november challenge with the boys but Y/N had different ideas.

tw: mentions of sex, nudity, edging; filthy smut and a sprinkle sprinkle of fluff

word count: 2.1k

minors do not interact

additional author notes: happy monday everyone. hoping this helps us all survive another week of reality and shohei drought. you're welcome.

other notes: shohei is a horndog y'all but Y/N is a monster

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08:23 AM, Saturday morning

You were working on your little paint by the numbers project in the balcony when you noticed that the apartment suddenly became too quiet. Usually on a Saturday morning, it’d be booming with jazz or soul music that Shohei would be heard whistling or humming along. There’d be the clink and clank of cutlery and their cheap china in the kitchen with Shohei making his signature omurice with bacon and pancakes. Today, however, the apartment is oddly silent, it was as if someone had pressed mute on all of the possible sounds that existed in the apartment.

You slipped back inside to check and lo and behold, you saw Shohei sprawled on the couch with his headphones, too focused on whatever got his attention on his ipad. He didn’t even notice you approaching. He had a serious look on his face that spelled concentration so you thought it might just be something about work again but peering into the screen of his ipad, it was definitely not about weekend work.

“What’s gotten you all worked up on a Saturday morning, babe?” he looked up, finally noticing you. He removes his headphones and gives you a toothy grin.

“The boys and I are chatting about the No Nut November challenge!” he said.

“The what?” you said incredulously.

“No Nut November challenge, babe. For the entire month, we are going to avoid orgasm. Whoever does the longest wins the bet.” he said, still smiling, like it was the most amazing game he’s ever heard in his life.

“So like… no sex for a month?”

“Yes.”

“Ejaculation, too?”

“That, too.”

“Not even oral?”

“No, babe. It says “any kind of orgasm, so no. I’ll miss your pretty mouth, though.” he pinched your chin playfully.

“Huh. Are you sure about that? You have a higher sex drive than me, though.” you were hesitant about this. Not because you will miss a month’s worth of sexual intimacy with Shohei, but you’re more concerned if he’ll make it through without losing his mind. He is a beast in the bedroom, always looking for reasons to get you naked under the covers any chance he gets.

“Of course, I can. What, like it’s hard?” He challenged me. You snorted loudly at the Legally Blonde reference.

“Come on, babe. Anyone who wins the bet will be given free tickets to the SuperBowl!” I wrote a mental note to never question Shohei’s competitiveness, especially if football is at stake.

“Fine. It’s not like it’d have a difference on me, though. When does the challenge start?” you raise your hands and do air quotes to put emphasis on the word.

“Today, of course! It’s already November.” he beamed. You’re still looking at him like he was crazy. You have lost him to America. To weird internet challenges. You need to get him back before it’s too late.

Sighing in defeat, you bend forward and kiss him square on the lips. “Whatever you say, babe. I’m going to continue my painting outside, ‘kay?”

You intentionally lingered on the kiss, making sure he noticed. He returned the kiss almost too passionately. When he started to get deeper into the kiss, you pulled back, leaving him slightly disoriented.

Thankfully, for you, taking your boyfriend away this self-proclaimed sexual abstinence is going to be easy. You just know how to play this game.

03:17 PM, Saturday afternoon

“Babe, can you please stop sending me articles about ejaculation!” Shohei shouted from the living room. You have now transferred back to the bedroom after the midday sunshine crawled into the balcony, temperature too hot to continue painting.

You have started sending Shohei links about the health risks of not masturbating. One of them being associated with prostate cancer.

“Some studies suggest that moderate ejaculation (2–4 times per week) is associated with a lower prostate cancer risk. Sexual activity everyday or every other day might increase fertility if you're attempting to conceive.” you type in a subtext along with the main article.

“Additionally, ejaculation relaxes your body, making you have a quality sleep. Quality sleep prevents tension and makes your body healthy and strong to face the next day.”

“You know I’m not reading all these right.” he texted back.

“Fine, I’ll stop. Just don’t come looking for me when you start getting horny…[wink face emoji]” you giggled, you’re starting to enjoy teasing him.

07:07 PM, Saturday evening

Shohei went out to buy ice cream for movie night while you were finishing up in the bath when an idea hit you.

You grabbed your phone from the nightstand and faced the bathroom mirror. You dropped the towel wrapping your body and only had your long locks cover a bit of your breasts. You took a decent amount of mirror selfies naked. One photo had your free hand hovering over your bare pussy in the most seductive way possible. You liked this photo and sent the rest of the good ones to Shohei’s number with a follow-up message, “Can’t wait for November to finish, babe <3”.

He always brings his phone around in case of emergencies so you’re one-hundred percent sure he would read this message.

You put your phone down and waited.

You were already fully clothed and drying your hair in front of the vanity mirror when Shohei burst into the room, face pale and almost horrified.

“That’s not fair!” he said. “I opened the message while I was lining up to pay! Stop doing that!”

“Why?” You said, feigning ignorance. “It’s not like I agreed to stop sending my boyfriend signals when I’m horny right?”

If his face was already pale, any ounce of color left has disappeared in a comical sort of way.

“You know what… Never mind, Y/N. Come on out, it’s time to pick the movie.” He hurried out of the room before you could build up some horny remark. You wanted to see how long Shohei could do this so-called challenge before he gave up. It’s funny to see him struggling over something you’ve done on any normal day.

Before you left the room, you decided to change your clothes into a short night dress. It was showing a bit of your cleavage and the skirt rides up to your mid-thigh when you sit down. Perfect, you thought.

You sat down beside Shohei on the sofa as he was browsing the movie selections on Netflix. “What do you wanna watch tonight? There’s new episodes of Attack on Titan… Oh look, there’s a new murder documentary that was added—” his eyes immediately went straight to your nightwear.

“What? Go on, I’m listening.” you gave him an innocent look and scooted closer to him.

“Nothing, uh, I think we can watch Jujutsu Kaisen: 0 instead. We haven’t seen this yet, right?” he looked away and pressed play without waiting for you.

Once the movie started, you got engrossed with the story and forgot about your little plan. Shohei, too, as both of you are anime fans, there was only the occasional discussion about the story and action scenes. You got comfortable and put your head on his chest; his hand rested on your thighs. As expected, the nightgown skirted up while you’re sitting down, revealing much of your thighs.. He was mindlessly caressing your inner thigh, making you shiver.

Shohei stops and notices this. He pretended to cough and stood up.

“Water break.” He muttered.

You finished the movie without any more of your tricks and decided you’d stop playing around Shohei now that you saw how much he wanted to play the game. When the ending credits rolled, you yawned and bid Shohei good night.

“Are you joining soon?” you pouted, hugging him from the back, your chin resting on his bicep. He was storing the dishes on the dry rack.

“Yeah, let me just clear up here. You go ahead.”

“Okay, good night.” you smiled sleepily and retreated back to the bedroom where you dozed off almost immediately.

03:27 AM, Sunday morning

You woke up to the sensation of something hard rubbing your back.

It was dark and the only light you can see is the moonlight crossing over your bedroom curtains. It took you a while to rise from your deep slumber to realize what was happening: you were engulfed in Shohei’s embrace, his face buried under your hair and neck and his hands placed on your stomach and hips. In your ear, you could hear Shohei whimpering. Begging. Please, please, just one time. His hot breath against your skin. All while his hips were rubbing sloppily against your ass.

You reached for your phone and saw the time.

“Sho, it’s the devil’s hour.” you complained groggily, trying to get out his grasp.

He continued to press his hips to yours back and forth, with audible grunts and groans reverberating through your entire body. His dick was pressing to your bum and you couldn’t help but return a sigh. Your whole body was on fire.

“Sho,” you turned around with more force now, shaking him awake.

He snapped his eyes open and realized what was happening.

“You were dry humping me, babe.” you said, almost irritably, as if the act was something illegal, but in respect to his current “bet” you had to stop him.

He was rubbing his eyes and upon realization, groaned inwardly. “I’m so sorry, babe. Must be having a wet dream.”

“It’s not like I was complaining, though…” you said.. You touched his chest and slowly dragged your hand towards his midsection. You reached his abs and drew circles with your fingers.

“if you really, really, want to…you can… But I don’t want to ruin your bet.” You backpedaled. He’s facing you now, almost about to bite the bait you’re dangling in front of him.

He stared at you and you bit your lower lip, waiting. He was thinking long and hard as if it was life and death.

“Okay.” he said.

“Okay?”

“I’m no longer playing this silly game.” he pushed you to your back, him on top. He buried your neck with wet kisses and nibbles on your exposed breasts. In response, you hump needily towards him, pulling his boxers down to grab his stiff dick. You rubbed him fiercely against your hand while he continued to suck on your nipples. Lost in each other’s whimpers of pleasure and skin against skin sweat, he slides down your thong and starts to kiss your clit.

You let out a loud moan and pushed his head back.

“Don’t go slow on me now just because you felt bad for waking me up for sex. You already got me hot and needy, so just get it inside me now..” your voice pleading, desperate.

“Please,” begging was the ultimate way to snap Shohei’s composure. He smiled apologetically but kicked his boxers off and slid into your wet entrance. All in.

“Fuck, Y/N. You’re so hot like this.” He paused, adjusting his size. You were so beautiful like this, naked, sprawled under him and begging like your life depended on it. “I’d fuck a dozen babies in you if you looked at me like this, babe.”

“Move.” you impatiently grabbed a handful of his ass and squeezed. He began snapping his hips against yours in quick, rough motions. You moaned loudly in pleasure, letting your neighbors know that Shohei Ohtani was fucking you hard and wild tonight.

“I need your mouth,” you reached for him and he licked the side of your mouth with his tongue. He licked and bit the spot on your neck, making sure it would leave a love mark the next day. That was Shohei’s favorite part during sex, marking you and making sure the rest of the world knew who you belong to.

Both of you whimpered and moaned and touched all over each other’s skin and muscle, hair and sweat; not caring for a thing in the world. Not the neighbors, not for the bite marks, especially not that goddamned bet.

07:45 AM, Sunday morning

You wake up for the second time this morning, the smell of eggs and bacon wafted in the air. On the vinyl player, a Chet Baker record was playing and Shohei was singing to the lyrics of “The More I See You”. In the distance, you can also hear the loud thumping and turning of your washing machine.

“Good morning, beautiful.” he said, leaning by the doorframe. “Had a good sleep?” He was shirtless and wearing an apron. What a sight to behold. You could feel yourself salivating from just looking at him.

You sat up with your messy hair sticking all over your head, yawning. “I had an amazing dream.”

Shohei grinned widely. “Did the dream happen to include me?”

“Yes, but I couldn’t remember the dream…” you lied, pouting extra cutely. Shohei jumped on the bed, raising both your hands. You screamed and laughed as he got on top of you.

“Let me make sure you don’t forget, then.” He said before drowning you in a deep kiss.

#shohei ohtani #shohei ohtani imagines #shohei ohtani au #shohei ohtani smut #what a sight #oh my fucking god #shohei pls give me a chance

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theanimeroom · 6 months

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THE NO NUT NOVEMBER CHALLENGE

— what is it?

the N.N.N challenge is a list of all my favorite animanga men, and how long it would take each of them to cave under the pressure, if they end up doing so.

— how does it work?

throughout the month i will be posting random drabbles, each one on the day that i think a certain character will lose the challenge. there could be a day with no losers, or there could be a day with multiple, you never know!

— are asks accepted for the challenge?

yes, they are! if you’re curious as to how long i think your favorite animanga character would hold out during the month, feel free to send an ask!

SEE ELIMINATIONS UNDER THE CUT

baji keisuke | 11.06.23

shidou ryusei | karasu tabito | 11.24.23

kunigami rensuke | kagami taiga | 11.12.23

itoshi rin | 11.02.23

kokonoi hajime | 11.11.23

barou shouei | 12.01.23

alexis ness | 11.13.23

#💎 NNN 2023 masterlist!#tokyo revengers smut #tokyo rev smut #blue lock smut #bleach smut #jjk smut #kuroko’s basketball smut #kuroko no basuke smut #aot smut #attack on titan smut

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◠ ◡ ◠᭚ια’sᵕ̈ Masterlist

Updated April 22, 2024

Lots of Seungminnie here. He is my largest collection.

Equal parts Han and Bang Chan, though I’ve probably become a little more comfortable writing Chan so I expect there to be more of him coming. I’ve veered a little bit away from writing Han romantically just because I have a hard time getting into that headspace so there hasn’t been a new Han piece since August. *hides behind Seungmin*

I've dipped my toes in the Lee Know and Hyunjin pools. Shhhh. Let me cook. ;)

Welcome to my little slice of delulu paradise. Kick off your shoes, grab a blanket, cuddle up with your favorite stray kid and relax. ◠ ◡ ◠᭚ιαᵕ̈

Kim Seungmin One Shots & Series

Han Jisung One Shots & Series

Bang Chan One Shots & Series

The Master of Flirting - Chan x Reader - all the fluff MoF pt. 1 -August 13,2023-

The Mystery if You - Chan x Reader - fluffy MoF pt. 2 -August 20, 2023-

The Art of Meeting - Chan x Reader - MoF pt. 3 -September 3, 2023-

Broken Promises - Chan x Reader - despite the name, it really is fluffy, I promise. - Sometimes you can make all the promises in the world to yourself, but life has other plans for you. Working closely with Bang Chan turns out to be a challenge in which you never really stood a chance. -September 29, 2023-

The Complication of Connecting - Chan x Reader - MoF Pt. 4 -October 20, 2023-

Say That Again - Chan x Reader - After watching Chan’s episode with the Felix and him playing with the twin girls, your mind is sent reeling by thoughts you’d never really entertained before. You voice those thoughts to Chan and find yourself quite surprised by his response. -December 28, 2023-

Lee Know Drabbles

I Don’t Know How to Feel - Lee Know x Reader - angsty Drabble -September 16, 2023-

All you had to do was Ask - Lee Know x Reader - Smut, very little plot here -November 3, 2023-

Your Hands, My Necklace - Lee Know x Reader - Smut Prompt Request Drabble -December 2, 2023

Hyunjin Drabbles

An S-Class Connection - Hyunjin x Reader - smut and a teensy ounce of fluff -September 23, 2023-

Ot8! Drabbles

Safe Haven - reader x ot8! -July 1, 2023-

Comfort - reader x ot8! -September 1, 2023-

#stray kids #kim seungmin #stray kids smut #stray kids x reader #kim seungmin x reader #skz smut #han jisung #seungmin #han jisung x reader #kim seungmin x y/n #han jisung/reader #han jisung oneshot #Kim seungmin one shot #kim seungmin imagines

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madhattervanessa · 10 months

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Kill You To Try Masterlist

Summary: "Bones", a young vet working at the Dutton Ranch has to come to terms with the recent death of her godmother that shakes up the foundations of her life to the core. Through the seasons of cow farming on the ranch she re-examines her past, tries to work through the problems of the present and attempts to build a future she once again will find worth living.

Pairing: F!Reader "Bones" x Rip Wheeler

A/N: This short series will be a summer break challenge for myself so the schedule is a rough estimate for when the chapters will be going up.

This story is currently on a little hiatus due to academic & mental struggles but thank you guys for all of the support so far - I'd love to come back to this eventually in November after Kinktober but due to all of the many things happening in my life right now it's a tentative estimate!

Main Story:

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Epilogue

Drabbles:

Lonely Christmas

Dreaming About You

Requests are welcome!

Playlist: (TBA)

#yellowstone #yellowstone tv #rip wheeler #short series #yellowstone fanfic #yellowstone imagine #yellowstone rip wheeler #Kill You To Try #Kill You To Try Masterlist

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you ain't no good for me - suguru drabble (nsfw, mdni)

inspired by the song WY@? by brent faiyaz cw: some smut flashback (p in v), mentions of consuming alcohol (characters are 21+) wc: 508

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"Come on, baby. You know you want me."

A familiar man whispered against your ear, feeling his hot breath flow against it, sending shivers down your spine. The pungent smell of fruity alcohol lingered from the man's mouth and violated your nostrils. The scent was more overbearing than the man clinging to your body. His chest pressed to your back, hands slowly tracing the curves of your body, as his head leaned down to your ear, attempting to persuade you to spend the night under his sheets. The blasting music and flashing colored lights filled the atmosphere, making your surroundings ambiguous.

"You're the one that wants me, not the other way around." you retaliate, feeling your breathing alter as the man leaves soft kisses against your neck, sending a sensation down your spine.

"You can say that," mumbling against your skin, "but it doesn't take away from the fact that you're letting me touch you like this."

The feeling of his body heat radiating against yours as his hands wander your body. His kisses become messy, and a trail of wet spots forms along your neck. He knew your sensitive areas, like the back of his hand. The amount of pressure to apply, how long it took you to give in his touch, it was easy. It wasn't hard for him to start to create a pool of wetness in between your thighs; he could do it in his sleep. For you to say his actions weren't turning you on would be a lie. There would be no point hiding the pleasure you're experiencing; your poker face is a joke, and you would just embarrass yourself if you attempted.

Though you wanted to give in to Suguru's antics, you wouldn't allow it. Again and again, you tell yourself it will be the last time you sneak out of his grasp in the morning, but you somehow find your way back. Honestly, if he weren't so damn charismatic, it wouldn't be such a challenge.

The way he looks at you in admiration, those light brown eyes, soft and gentle. His voice is as smooth as butter. The calming effect it has on you, especially when he's balls deep. Praising you on how well you take him, even when you're overwhelmed by the pressure of his cock thrusting into you. Guiding you through, instructing you to take deep breaths as you focus on his voice as he continues to penetrate you, assuring you enjoy every moment. Deep moans escape his lip and then vibrate against the crook of your neck as he reaches his climax. Everything he did, from his feather touch and gentle kisses to the feeling of his groin that made your ass recoil turning you into a moaning mess you could never get enough.

An addict is what you were when it came to him—having withdrawals from the lack of his presence and relapse when you saw him at an outing looking at you with eyes consumed with lust. It's a never-ending story; you hate it.

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a/n: my first drabble/oneshot, has been sitting in my drafts since November. I might add more of a story to it depending on how much attention it gets :3 also thinking about doing other suguru oneshots based off of brent's latest album, such a good album, he never disappoints, anyways hope yall enjoyed!

#suguru geto #suguru x reader #suguru smut #geto x reader #suguru x y/n #suguru x you #geto smut #geto x y/n #jjk fanfic #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jjk x you

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choicesfandomappreciation · 7 months

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Choices Spread Kindness Celebration

Welcome to the third annual Choices Spread Kindness Celebration! This event begins on Social Media Kindness Day (November 9) and "ends" on World Kindness Day (November 13). I say "ends" because there's a bonus day to celebrate you on the 14th.

The goal of the event is simple: spread kindness in the fandom by shouting out people who make it great. Sometimes the smallest acts of kindness can change someone’s day.

Event Overview / Themed Days

November 09: Choices Fandom Shoutout Day

November 10: Writer’s Love Day

November 11: Artist's Love Day

November 12: Creator's Love Day

November 13: Fandom Love/Secret Admirer (Please sign up by 11/4)

November 14: Self-Love Day

Use the tag #ChoicesSpreadKindness when you post

November 09: Choices Fandom Shoutouts! Let’s kick things off by showering people with love!

This can be for anyone: readers, supporters, creators, event hosts, ….anyone in the fandom in any capacity! Let people know they're important to you and make a difference to your time here in the fandom. Everyone deserves to feel a little special and appreciated now and then.

Give them a shoutout here, @choicesfandomappreciation!

Fill their inbox with love and encouragement

Send anon messages of support

Gift them edits, moodboards, drabbles, or anything small that they enjoy to bring a smile to their face

*Just a special note to remember your readers/supporters, make sure to send them love too!

November 10: Writer’s Love Day Some ideas to show your favorite writers some love:

Reblog your favorite stories they’ve written

Share their masterlist with your followers

Send love to their inbox

Give them a shoutout here

Post about why you love them

Share your favorite lines from their fics

Ask questions about their MCs/OCs

Find a new writer to support by checking out @choicesficwriterscreations's extensive database of many Choices books (new and old)

November 11: Artist’s Love Day Some ideas to show your favorite artists some love:

Reblog your favorite art they’ve done

Share their commission information (if available)

Send love to their inbox

Give them a shoutout here

Commission some art (if you can)

Find a new artist to support

November 12: Creator Love Day

This is a day for any other content creators: editors, moodboard makers, songwriters, playlist creators, event organizers, headcanon creators, etc (anyone who does not fall under the writer or artist days that creates for the fandom, even if just for MC / OC challenges/games)

Some ideas to show them love:

Reblog your favorite content they’ve created

If they have a master list share it

Send love to their inbox

Give them a shoutout here

November 13: Fandom Love Day (Secret Admirer Day)

This is sort of like secret Santa but just for kind messages. You do not need to create, buy, or gift anyone anything. This is open to anyone in the fandom (creator, reader, supporter, anyone!)

All that is required is that you write the person you’ve been assigned a kind, encouraging, supportive message for November 13th. It can be generic, but I do encourage you to take a few minutes to look over the person's blog and see if you can give them a compliment specific to them that might be more meaningful.

To participate, message me here (@choicesfandomappreciation) or @lovealexhunt and let me know you want to join. *If there is someone you absolutely cannot be paired with please let me know that too, no judgement and it will be kept private.

On November 5th, I will randomize everyone who is interested in participating and send you one person’s name. On November 13th, send your message to this blog anonymously (@choicesfandomappreciation ).

I will tag your person so they see your message.

Feel free to reblog others’ messages of support and appreciation and add on to the thread.

November 14: Self Love Day (Bonus Day) Some ideas to show yourself some love:

Reblog your favorite content that you've created

Make a post introducing your MC or OC if you haven't already (then, submit it to @choicesficwriterscreations for their database)

Make a post linking your favorite works (recent or older)

Tell more about you (let us know your favorite things outside of the Choices Fandom)

Give yourself a compliment (you deserve it!)

Share your masterlist

Create or do something self-indulgent/spoil yourself

Don't forget to drink water 💛

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Use the tag #ChoicesSpreadKindness when you post anything new and tag @choicesfandomappreciation in all posts to make sure they get reblogged here.

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arofili · 1 year

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Tolkien Fandom Event Calendar

Recently I’ve received some asks about events/weeks in the Tolkien fandom, so I thought I’d compile a list of those that I know about. This is not exhaustive, and dates are subject to change by the organizers of these events!

Other blogs you can check out are @tolkieneventsblog and @tolkienfandomevents, though I’m not sure how active those are. The @silmarillionwritersguild Discord also has a channel dedicated to signal boosts for all sorts of Tolkien-related & general fandom happenings, which is another excellent way to keep up with fandom goings-on.

Want to run your own event? Here’s some of my tips!

If your event is not on here and you’d like it to be, let me know and I can add it :) Note: I will only add events that have announced dates!

JANUARY Screw Yule My Slashy Valentine @myslashyvalentine — work time Lord of the Rings Secret Santa @lotr-sesa — reveals Thorin’s Spring Forge @thorinsspringforge — signups Second Age Week @secondageweek

FEBRUARY Hidden Paths My Slashy Valentine — reveals Thorin’s Spring Forge — claims Maedhros and Maglor Week @maedhrosmaglorweek

MARCH Back to Middle-earth Month @spring-into-arda Thorin’s Spring Forge — work time Fëanorian Week Fun with Fanon Fest Round 1 @funwithfanon

APRIL Tolkien Reverse Summer Bang @tolkienrsb — signups Silm Remix @tolkienremix — signups & assignments Thorin’s Spring Forge — reveals Aralas Week @aralas-week Barduil Month @bi-widower-dads All of Arda is Autistic @all-of-arda-is-autistic F3: Focus on Friendship & Family, Phase I @spring-into-arda

MAY Tolkien Reverse Summer Bang — claims Silm Remix — reveals Aspec Arda Week @aspecardaweek Angbang Week @angbangweek Gondolin Week @gondolinweek F3: Focus on Friendship & Family, Phase II

JUNE Tolkien Reverse Summer Bang — work time Scribbles and Drabbles @fall-for-tolkien — signups Tolkien Ekphrasis Week @tolkienekphrasisweek F3: Focus on Friendship & Family, Phase III

JULY Tolkien Reverse Summer Bang — work time Scribbles and Drabbles — claims Tolkien Gen Week @tolkiengenweek LotR Ladies Week @lotrladiessource Tolkien Appreciation Week @tolkienweek Tolkien Latin American & Caribbean Week @tolkienlatamandcaribbeanweek

AUGUST Tolkien Reverse Summer Bang — deadlines Scribbles and Drabbles — art reveals Innumerable Stars Exchange @innumerable-stars — nominations & signups Tolkien of Colour Week @tolkienofcolourweek Silvergifting Week @silvergiftingweek Tolkien OC Week @tolkienocweek

SEPTEMBER Tolkien Reverse Summer Bang — reveals Scribbles and Drabbles — work time Innumerable Stars Exchange — signups & assignments Sindar Week @sindarweek Dor Cúarthol Week @dorcuartholweek Finwëan Ladies Week @finweanladiesweek

OCTOBER Innumerable Stars Exchange — reveals Scribbles and Drabbles — work time Half-elven Week @halfelvenweek

NOVEMBER Tolkien Secret Santa @officialtolkiensecretsanta — signups & assignments Scribbles and Drabbles — fic reveals Nolofinwean Week @nolofinweanweek

DECEMBER Tolkien Secret Santa — advent calendar & reveals My Slashy Valentine @myslashyvalentine — signups & assignments Lord of the Rings Secret Santa — claims Khazad Week @khazadweek

MONTHLY EVENTS: These events have prompts/challenges occurring every month. Teitho Contest Tolkien Short Fanworks Silmarillion Writers’ Guild @silmarillionwritersguild

(this list was last updated 5/4/23)

LEGACY EVENTS: These events used to occur, but have not happened within the last year. Arda Needs More Pride @ardaneedsmorepride (bimonthly; last run 2020) Kiliel Week @kilielweek (timing variable; last run 2021) @oneringnet monthly events (last run 2021) Atani Week @ataniweek (January; last run 2021) Legendarium Ladies April @legendariumladiesapril (April; last run 2020) Gates of Summer Exchange @gatesofsummerexchange (May-June, last run 2022) Tolkien South Asian Week, run by @arwenindomiel (June; last run 2022) Arafinwëan Week @arafinweanweek (July; last run 2019) Fëanturi Week (August; last run 2019; no official blog and the creator has deactivated) Imladrim Week @imladrimweek (November; last run 2019) Doriath Week @doriathweek (November; last run 2020) Tolkien Family Week @tolkienfamilyweek (November; last run 2021)

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steddieholidaydrabbles · 10 months

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❄️Welcome everyone!❄️

If you love the winter holidays as much as I do, then this challenge is for you! It’s pretty simple:

The calendar below has a prompt for every day of the month of December. No matter what holiday you celebrate or even if you don’t celebrate one at all, I hope you find one or more that you like! You can submit as many as you'd like (I plan to do one everyday) or as few as you'd like.

All drabbles should be between 300-1000 words. I will be using wordcounter.net to check them all before reblogging!

Please tag this blog @steddieholidaydrabbles when you post. You can also follow the tag steddieholidaydrabbles to keep up with posts.

All submissions should include a rating and any CW or tags that you feel are necessary. Please put the prompt you are fulfilling as well. It’s not required, but please consider putting Explicit material under a read more. A sample of this may look like: optional title rating: G/T/M/E cw: violence, blood, etc. tags: established relationship, first time, etc.

Because there will be SO many prompts, please try to only post your submission for a prompt ON that day by 11:59 pm EST. Really early or late submissions won’t be ignored, but could easily get missed in the mix of a different prompt on a different day. A reminder of the daily prompt will be posted at 12:01 am EST on the day of the prompt.

Any of the prompts could be holiday related if you wanted them to be, but it's not required!

1st - Open mic night

2nd - Came back wrong

3rd - Mutual pining

4th - Meet-cute at work

5th - FREE SPACE (Domestic fluff)

6th - Cooking together

7th - Hanukkah

8th - Idiots to Lovers

9th - No Upside Down AU

10th - First kiss/First time

11th - Royalty AU

12th - Only one bed

13th - Roadtrip/Vacation

14th - FREE SPACE (Angst with a happy ending)

15th - Time travel

16th - Modern AU

17th - Platonic Stobin

18th - FREE SPACE (Hurt/comfort)

19th - Enemies to lovers

20th - Magic AU

21st - Snow

22nd - Sports AU (players or fans)

23rd - Uncle Wayne adopts Steve

24th - Birthday

25th - Christmas

26th - "Who did this to you?"

27th - Coffee shop/Bookstore/Tattoo AU

28th - Proposal

29th - FREE SPACE (Spicy/Mature or Explicit)

30th and 31st - New Year's Eve/Resolutions

ARTISTS The submission must be made on the day of that prompt in order to be reblogged by this blog. The image must be Steddie, Steve, or Eddie focused (with the exception of Platonic Stobin day), though other characters can be included!

Collaborations with writers are encouraged!

Always tag this blog with your submissions so we can see them and reblog them.

If you have questions, message this blog or @steddieas-shegoes.

WARM UP ROUNDS SCHEDULE AND PROMPTS:

Same rules apply (300-1000 words each, must have rating and cw/tags, and tag this blog if you want it reblogged)

August 19th-21st: High School or College AU September 18th-22nd: Fall October 28th-31st: Halloween November 18th-22nd: Bakery AU Warm Up Rounds AO3 Collection

Steddie Holiday Drabbles AO3 Collection

Week 1 Masterlist Week 2 Masterlist Week 3 Masterlist Week 4 Masterlist

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddieholidaydrabbles

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