#fic sneak peek

[thiswaytwoinfinity]

it's a bad idea, right? — sneak peek

can't two people reconnect? i only see him as a friend (the biggest lie i ever said)

I'm still working on this one but I'm really excited about it so I wanted to share a little sneak peek at it because Jake Seresin definitely needs a warning ;)

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“Sorry about that, ma’am. I thought those beers were mine. Didn’t mean to steal from you,” his low, twangy drawl went right through you, settling warm and comfortingly in your stomach. “I’d offer to buy you a drink to make it up to you, but, well …” 

Texas. That’s where that accent is from, you thought, instantly being transported back to your nursing school program in Austin. How many wannabe cowboys had spoken with that same drawl, trying to charm you and your friends during a night out? Not too many of them had succeeded with you, especially not after — 

“Jake? Jake Seresin!?” 

It had to be him. You’d know that smile anywhere, had seen those green eyes in your dreams for far too long after you both had moved on.

He was bigger now, muscles more pronounced and jaw more defined, more of those cheeky smile lines creasing around his eyes. His voice was deeper too, some of his accent smoothed out after years in the military, but it had to be. 

He swore under his breath, eyes widening as he made the connection as well.

He practically whispered your name, as if it felt a bit rusty on his tongue, but the second you nodded, he repeated it louder, warmer, like he was slipping back into his favorite jacket. 

“Shit, how long’s it been?” Jake wondered aloud, looking you up and down as if to make a note of every infinitesimal change that had occurred since you last saw each other. “You look great, honey. Beautiful as ever.” 

You rolled your eyes but felt your cheeks heating up at his compliment. Jake always had a way of making you feel like the most special person in the room — but then again, he made everyone feel that way, as you later found out.

“You look good too, Seresin. Like a proper, respectable Navy man,” you admitted, though the words don’t sound nearly as begrudging as you hoped. 

You’re rewarded with one of those thousand-watt grins and for a second, you’re back in a Texas dive bar, flirting with the most handsome man you’ve ever seen to the tune of some cheesy country-rap remix. 

“I am good,” Jake promised, eyes locked on yours, and you think he might be back there with you, leaning up against the jukebox, the floors sticky under your feet. “I don’t know how respectable I am, but I am definitely good.” 

His voice drags out that sentence, low and flirtatious, and butterflies fill your stomach the same way they did all those years ago.

You could practically feel the ghost of his big hands on your hips, your lower back, caressing your cheek as the world disappeared around you that night, just the two of you creating your own little world in the corner of that dingy bar.

Your lips parted — to say what, exactly, you’re not sure — and you see his eyes drop to them for just a moment before — 

The woman behind the bar called out “Hangman!” with a tone of voice that makes it clear that it’s not the first time she’s said it and you both startle and turn to see her holding four bottles of beer out towards Jake, a look of exhaustion on her face. He jumped forward to take them, apologies pouring from his lips and he pointedly shoves several bills into the tip jar in order to earn an eye roll and a small smile from her.

Two sweating bottles in each hand, he turned back to you and almost seems a bit relieved that you’re still standing there. (As if you’ve ever been able to walk away from him.) 

“I have to drop these off with my friends,” Jake said, nodding to a table somewhere behind you, “And you should probably get those drinks to the people who sent you over here. But do — do you wanna catch up? There’s a deck out back with some tables, it’s usually pretty quiet this time of night.” He waited for you to nod, before pressing a quick kiss to your cheekbone. “I’ll meet you in five minutes.”

With one more charming smile, he’s off into the crowd and — not for the first time in your life — you’re left speechless and a little stunned, staring after Jake Seresin. 

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Tagging some people who asked to be added: @tvshowgirl81 @redbarn1995 @stoneyggirl @keepingitlokiii @averyhotchner

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[jessicas-pi]

Local Smuggler Extremely Disappointed By Boring Reality Of Hyped-Up Love Story: More At Seven

Sabine gives him a knowing smile. “Han, be honest. Are you just looking for advice on how to date a girl who’s cooler than you?”

“No!” he lies, holding up his hands. “I’m curious! I mean, Bridger seems like a nice guy, but… he’s one of those wizards, and from what I’ve heard, your people don’t exactly get along with them.”

Sabine is quiet for a minute, apparently reminiscing.

Finally, she speaks.

“So, Ezra has always liked me. He was almost fifteen when we met, and he was—” She laughs to herself. “He was such a flirt. Cocky, full of himself, overconfident… but he was sweet. Sometimes he was even funny.”

Han gets the feeling she might be fonder of the Jedi in hindsight than she actually was at the time, but he doesn’t interrupt her to point it out.

“We became friends, after a while,” Sabine continues sentimentally. “Best friends. And then some of Ezra’s friends bet him money that he wouldn’t ask me out, and more money that I wouldn’t say yes. So… Ezra and I decided to swindle them.”

Han sits up a little straighter. “Swindle? Antilles and Klivian said—”

“Wedge and Hobbie don’t know,” Sabine cuts him off, grinning. “They think we actually went on a date. And then… to avoid other people constantly asking us out, we kept fake dating. It was our big secret. Our bit.”

“Then, what?” Han asks. “Don’t tell me getting married was fake, too!”

“Yeah, but just for a couple months. But I couldn’t hide my feelings for him anymore, and so I ‘fessed up. And… the rest is history.” She brushes a strand of her hair out of her face and smiles. “You know, I could probably get the girls to bet Leia won’t ask you out, if you wanna give it a try—”

“Who says this is about Leia?” Han demands, bristling.

Sabine just smirks. “It’s nice to see someone who’s worse than me at lying about their feelings.”

“Hey!”

#i rewatched esb recently and got the idea to work its plot into cttb ch3! #(while completely ignoring the canon timelines and moving it to 7 months after the battle of yavin instead of 3 years lol) #so yeah sabine is stuck on the falcon with han leia 3P0 and chewie for the events of esb #while ezra hangs out on dagobah with luke r2 and yoda (and lowkey constantly stresses about getting back to sabine) #fic snippet #fic sneak peek #fake date au #commit to the bit au #sabezra #also a bit of #hanleia

[lokischocolatefountain]

Men Like Me Ch. 2 Sneak Peak

You guys, I’m at 6.9k and the smut has only just begun. Pray for me and my hopes to post at least this weekend. And thank you all for the reception for chapter 1. I truly didn’t expect it ❤️. Please take this unedited snippet of chapter 2 as my thank you

“Why were you coming in my panties then if I didn't measure up? ”

“I won’t do it ag—” he groaned when you grabbed his cock through his pants. He let out a low grunt, his Adam’s Apple bobbing in his neck as he swallowed. You replaced your index finger with your thumb, tracing his trembling lips as you lazily stroked his cock with your other thumb.

He filled your whole hand and there was still more. It took everything in you to not moan at the sheer size of him. To not grind your belly against it to feel it against you. You didn’t know how big it was supposed to be, but the romance novels you read always described the big ones as more desirable.

“I don’t want to hear excuses. I asked why. Why did you steal my panties, Joel Miller?”

“I don’t know.”

“Did you come on it? Don’t fucking lie to me cause I can fucking smell you on it.”

“I did. I jerked off with it.” You had to choke back a moan at that. No, you had to be strong. Show him you could take the upper hand just like he did with you. You weren’t a little girl with a crush. You were a woman and you could have this effect on a grown man. You refused to be discounted with a pat on your pussy no matter how much you wanted him to touch you like that again.

“And that’s enough to get you going. Just a pair of my panties.”

“Mhmm.”

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Edit: Chapter 2 here

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[jamespotterbbg]

small snippet of my unfinished unpublished marauders fame au fic:

for my darlings: @blu3stars & @theprettieststarfr

“Absolutely not,” Remus groaned into the phone balanced in between his ear and his shoulder, hands full of work binders and four coffees all nestled in a cardboard carrier.

“Yeah…. but like-” Barty begins and Remus breathes in and out long and heavy before answering, dryly.

“Yeah but like no. You cannot reply ‘nah fam’ in your interview tonight. Not now, not ever,” Remus hissed into the phone before hanging up on the ever-whining guy. Does he even understand the backlash of that?, Remus cursed to himself, no, no of course he doesn’t. Remus paused in the street to adjust his load, placing his phone on his binders to rest.

Remus Lupin groaned to himself as he checked an item off his mental list to prepare for the tour next month. They had countless ‘pre-shows’ and interviews leading up to the tour and album release that Remus had to figure out and schedule. The next album would come out three weeks from now, and despite all the fans thinking it was ready to go, Remus knew for a fact it wasn’t. 

Remus would admit to himself that he both loved and hated his job, for many reasons. Remus managed the ever growing more popular rock band Slytherin Dystopia. Consisting of Regulus “Reg” Black, Bartiemus “Barty” Crouch Jr, and Evan “Ev” Rosier, Remus had his hands full. It was hard sometimes. (Cue a ‘that's what she said’ joke from resident office fan, Remus himself.) 

Remus didn’t even know why he was working this job, well, other than the fact that Regulus had begged him to do so when they were just starting out. It also paid pretty well for a job in entertainment, and considering Remus dropped out of college on a whim, he was good with that. Actually, many professional managers had approached the band and Remus had given the go-ahead but his boys didn’t want a real manager. They wanted Remus to manage them, and that made Remus just a little happy. But he would never ever admit that. Never.

Remus had been managing the three idiots for the last four years, and had learned many things, of which he could probably compose a book. Some were more simple, and he’d figured them out near the beginning of his manager journey. For instance, depending on when you secured the hotel rooms, they could charge extra for insured privacy from paparazzi, so you had to book at the right time. Other things Remus learned through years of working with the trio, from how to help with their specific panic attacks, to dealing with hookup scandals. 

Remus had seen everything, from hell and back. And yet, no matter how stressful the situation, Remus almost never thought of quitting his job. Remus hated to admit it, but he loved those boys, they were his best friends.

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[amazingmsme]

Just an angsty sneak peak via Ted’s thoughts on the color yellow

Ted has never understood why so many people seemed to hate the color yellow. Sure it wasn't his favorite color by any means, but the softer or more golden hues could be quite beautiful. He enjoyed seeing the yellow pops of dandelions in the grass, and hey, wasn't it supposed to be a fun color? He's a fun guy, so why the hell shouldn't he like yellow? He loved the way the sun bathed everything in a bright gilded light when he got off from work in the summer. Charlotte’s yellow polk-a-dot dress is one of his favorites, his favorite flower was daffodils, and he really liked golden retrievers and labs. (The yellowest of dogs, in his opinion.) He used to like the color yellow.

But that was before… hell, before everything.

Before a giant fucking goat plucked him from his crappy life and trapped him in its own personal hellscape. Before he became stuck in an endless cycle of time machines, lost love, homelessness, and insanity until he was thrust back to the start of this sick, twisted game. Because that’s this all was to Him, wasn’t it? A game.

Before he said enough, and stepped out of the cycle. Before he tried to find a way back home, but instead was met with endless, winding halls. Before he realized he’ll never get to take Charlotte to see that movie, or drive Pete to prom. Before he realized there truly is no way back to Hatchetfield.

And everything, from the goat to the maze was yellow, yellow, YELLOW! It was enough to make him sick.

He did get sick in fact; on more than one occasion. The neon walls and floor paired poorly with the dizzying labyrinth and wreaked havoc on his motion sickness.

At this point, if he never saw the color ever again, it would be too soon.

Ted’s racing steps slowed to a trot, and eventually, a stroll as his mind wandered. He thought back to this story they had to read in high school (or was it college? Maybe if he ever saw Peter again, he’d ask if they read it) where some chick was sent to the countryside to “recover” but she was condemned to a small bedroom covered in a strange, yellow wallpaper. The story freaked him out at the time, which is probably the only reason he remembers it now. The color and spiraling pattern on the walls made the woman go insane, and Ted had always thought it to be a little far fetched. Surely something so simple can’t break a person down so completely. But now, he’s never related more to a character.

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[ladyveronikawrites]

THANK YOU!!!

Thank you all for the love and support on our coach fics. @nerdraging4point0 and I are teaming up to bring you Part Two of Dominate the Game, with my Coach Davis and her Coach Cerulli.

A little treat for you all below the cut💜⚽

A shiver of excitement ripples through you as Noah takes his place behind you, pressing you firmly into Chris, trapping you between their hard bodies. Chris's resolve breaks, and he leans down, capturing your lips in a searing kiss. At the same time, Noah's hips grind against your ass, his hard cock pressing against you as he grips your hips and pulls you closer. Your hands wander under Chris's shirt, fingers grazing over the hard planes of his chest.

"Ah fuck!" you cry out as Noah's teeth graze the sensitive skin of your neck, nibbling and sucking.

"Don't focus on him. Look at me," Chris commands, grasping your chin with slender, tattooed fingers. "Feel what I'm doing to you." He punctuates each word with feather-light kisses along your cheeks and mouth, teasing, tempting. You lean into him desperately, craving more of his touch and taste. Dizzy with desire, you're caught between them, Chris's lips igniting your nerves while Noah marks your neck with rough, claiming bites.

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[thief-of-eggs]

I have no new content to give, so please enjoy this mini snippet from a little whump/hurt/comfort timkon fic I’m writing:

“I thought I’d lost you Tim.” Kon’s voice breaks, but he doesn’t look away. “I thought you were gone.”

“I can’t be lost that easily,” Tim says back, his voice far too casual for the moment at hand.

“You can,” Kon insists, his gaze strangely mournful. “You’re only human.”

“Did you need the reminder?” Tim asks with a scoff, desperate to make light of it all.

Kon shakes his head. “I never forget.”

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[devildomsoup]

Have a little sneak peek at something I'm working on.

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"But MC, you know we wouldn't do that to you."

MC looked him dead in the eyes with a deep frown. They were upset. Very upset. They were clenching their fist so hard that they had begun to shake.

"Wouldn't do that to me? What about the other humans? You expect me to just accept that answer? What if you hated me? Would you still say that you would never do that?"

He was silent. He did not quite know how to answer. MC was looking at him with blank eyes.

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#obey me shall we date #obey me #fic sneak peek

[septemberlilies]

anyway . so the fic is going well

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[jessicas-pi]

One does not simply ignore the fact that you fake-kissed while on a mission.

Sabine and Ezra had not spoken in sixteen days.

People were getting suspicious.

Something had to be done.

So, Sabine woman’d up, and cornered Ezra in the Phantom.

“We need to talk,” she announced, a little more menacingly than she meant to.

She kind of expected him to panic and start stammering, but instead he let out a huge sigh of relief.

“Yeah,” he agreed. “We really need to talk.”

“Yeah…” Sabine echoed, suddenly unsure where to go with the conversation. She’d prepared this in her head with him being freaked out, not with him just as eager to get this talked over as she was.

“I don’t think pretending it didn’t happen is working,” he said, after a long pause.

“Brilliant observation, genius. What could possibly have clued you in?” she asked, defaulting to sarcasm before she could stop herself.

Ezra took it with a grin. “I think it was the time you were so concentrated on not looking at me that you walked into a door.”

She… had no idea where to go with that. Because he was right. She’d walked into a door because of him and his stupid pretty eyes. (Not that he knew about the stupid pretty eyes part.)

Ezra flipped down one of the seats, and gestured for her to sit across from him. She did, and he leaned forward, propping his elbows on his knees and his chin in his hands.

“Remember how I said you were the best friend I could ever have asked for?” he asked.

“I think your exact words were coolest friend.”

“Best friend, coolest friend… either way.” Ezra seemed to gather himself, then spoke quickly. “Kissing is not something the average person does with their best coolest friend.”

Sabine startled so hard she almost fell out of her seat. “Okay, when I said we needed to talk about it, I didn’t mean so—bluntly—”

He held up his hands and gave her a pleading look. “Just hear me out?”

“…fine. Whatever.”

“Pretending we didn’t kiss is just going to kriff up everything.”

Sabine cleared her throat, feeling red creep up her cheeks. “Can we just… not say…  the, uh… ‘k-word’?”

“Sure. Pretending we didn’t kiss is just going to mess up everything.”

“That wasn’t the k-word I was—”

Sabine stopped as she saw the smile on his face.

He was joking.

But... oh, karabast, that smile.

Her heart started rattling a rapid beat in her chest and she was suddenly short on breath.

She stood up quickly, which did not help with either of those problems. “I need my helmet for this discussion.”

#sabezra #fic snippet #fic sneak peek #brand new fic y'all!!!!! #this one is pretty ridiculous tbh #AND it has cameos by two of my Obscure Blorbos #anywaaaay yeah i hope to have this done in time to post for day 2 of sabezraweek!! #this is actually part of a bigger AU/series idea concept so there may possibly someday be more that gets published! #(i say 'possibly' because this AU is weird and kinda dumb so i'm a little hesitant to share it all 😅) #jessie and kenna's ridiculous unhinged headcanon au

[gretavanglimmers]

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[dizaryswrites]

Tagged by @cephalog0d for WIP Wednesday (on Thursday cause I'm traveling)

Have some more of artistic Damian because I love this side of him.

The most disquieting thing he realized when his sketch is finished is how young Jason is. Without a scowl and twisted brows to hide behind…Jason barely looks like an adult. Maybe that’s why Father and Richard get that funny look in their eyes whenever he laughs or smiles.  Damian’s putting the final touches on the crosshatch shading around Jason’s curved nose bridge when the man wakes up. It’s a slow awakening, made of lazy blinks and deep inhales. He must realize where he is and for a moment, Jason’s face softens even more. It’s the look of someone who feels safe. Comfortable. Then he turns his head and sees Damian. The fond expression is gone, tucked safely away and replaced by one of indifference. “Plotting how you could kill me?”

Tagging literally anyone who wants to share! I know y'all have some WIPs living rent free in those heads

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[amazingmsme]

Shut UP Hermes, you’re not helping!

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[totaldramadrawingsandstuff]

Chapter two sneak peak :)

#julia total drama #mk total drama #mkulia #tdi #td #tdi reboot #tdi 2023 #total drama 2023 #total drama reboot #fic sneak peek #chapter two coming out TODAY!! #wowieee #angst #slight angst