#ireland reader insert

[pixiesfz]

okay so this idea is a bit out there but you know that girl on tik tok who has the woso wall and talks about all the drama in woso.She also has a wall trying to figure out if Lucy and keira are dating or ona and Lucy so I think it could be cute if you made a fic about that girl making a wall about if reader and jessie are together or if they’re dating different players and then them finding out about it and stuff.Idk I just made that up in my head so you don’t have to do it it’s just an idea 😘

YES OMG WAIT THIS IS FUNNY

on the wall j.f

plot: your sister sends you a tik tok that has you and your secret girlfriend having a serious conversation

warning: that crazy tik tok lady

It was a Tuesday afternoon when your sister sent you a link, you had just returned from your trip to Canada where Jessie took you to meet her friends and family and you couldn’t have been happier.

devils spawn: little sis…

y/n: what is it Katie?

devils spawn: you’ve made it to the wall

y/n: huh?

devils spawn: *insert link*

You furrowed your eyebrows as the link took you into tik tok, a video that already had over 65,000 likes.

“Now Tom” a woman’s voice started as she pointed at a wall, your eyes shot up at the amount of pictures of your sister and her current girlfriend and also ex girlfriend as well as other soccer players such as Lucy and Keira.

Then you saw what she was pointing at a picture of you that was next to a picture of Jessie.

You I paused the video and watched along.

“Now the McCabe sisters did not go home for their Christmas holidays this year” she stated as you looked at recent pictures from your trips to Canada and Ireland.

“Now this is y/n Mccabe, Katie’s younger sister, we’ve mentioned her a couple of times when she posted pictures of her, Katie and Caitlin” and you thought back to that post that was a couple months ago.

How long has this been going on? You thought.

“Now I haven’t put it on the board yet because their wasn’t enough evidence but it is rumoured that y/n is dating a Canadian soccer player Jessie playing who plays for Chelsea, a rival of Arsenal.

“Why would she date the enemy” the guy asked and the woman looked at him “because that’s a cool love story Tom” she rebutted.

“Well anyways, it’s confirmed that y/n dated Georgia Stanway when she was on a loan at man city” she said and pointed to an old photo of you and Georgia when you played for the team “broke up when Georgia went to Germany, we don’t know if Jessie has dated anyone other than the fact that some Chelsea fans thinks that her and team mate Niamh Charles could be an item as they are very close” she pointed at photos of both Jessie and Niamh which you paused the video to laugh at the conspiracy of her girlfriend and her bestfriend.

“But y/n was seen spending Christmas at Canada which is where Jessie is from but this isn’t the only time they’ve been caught together, at the World Cup Jessie was seen watching the Ireland vs. Australia game with an Ireland top on, very similiar to Caitlin” she rambled on “I don’t have a good enough photo of that” she muttered “then there’s also a group of pictures online that looks like a double date between the two couples” she pointed at two photos that were stuck next to each other, one with Caitlin and Katie and one with you and Jessie, though you had posted the photo months apart it was clear it was the same place.

Your mouth kept on dropping as the girl talked about instances where it could’ve been possible that you and Jessie were a thing.

When Jessie came back from training you shoved the phone into her face “watch” you demanded and say her down.

You watched her reactions as she furrowed her brows “what the heck?” She asked as you nodded “how did they know about that?” She asked when the woman talked about Jessie at your game “apparently people are more observant then we think” you told her and she glued her eyes back onto the phone.

“Remember this Tom cause I don’t think this will be the last time we talk about this couple” the woman stated before the video ended.

Jessie turned to you.

“That was the second weirdest thing I’ve seen today” she said and you furrowed your brows “then what’s the first?” You asked “well Erin showed me a video-“ “I already don’t want to know” you shut her mouth and she laughed.

“How did you find that?” Jessie asked “Katie sent it to me. They’ve been doing videos on her and Caitlin and Ruesha for a while now” you said as you scrolled through the account.

“It’s a little bit weird but expected” Jessie said and you turned to her “how so expected?” You asked and she shrugged “I mean I don’t extremely like it but women’s football is now getting more hype and I guess more fans”

You nodded at your girlfriend “I don’t like how people are caring more about our love life’s then our talent, I bet this woman doesn’t even know what position we play” you said and Jessie took your phone out of your hand.

“Should we just tell people we’re dating to make them stop making assumptions then?” Jessie asked and you looked to the wall “I don’t know” you said “I guess I’m just trying to get used to it all” you shrugged.

Jessie reached her arms around you and pulled you into a hug which you accepted “well you have me and I’ll help you get used to it all” she said and kissed you on the forehead, you smiled before pushing bf her off “have a shower you smell” you told her and she laughed.

“Well you just hugged me so I guess we both need a shower”.

You ended up getting used to the videos people made about you and Jessie, finding some of them funny and even entertaining some of it.

You commented on the wall girls tik tok once asking Tom to blink twice if he needed help and the media went crazy for it.

You and Jessie did eventually open up to the public about your relationship, posting a photo of you at a Chelsea dinner with Jessie’s hand on your thigh as you kissed her cheek.

‘she may look happy here but we made a bet that she would wear my Arsenal kit if we won the derby so @_jessflem you ready?’ Was your caption.

You were so overwhelmed by the amount of love and craziness that happened under the post you left your phone for the day whilst Jessie read out the comments begging for the photos of Jessie in the kit.

Jessie reposted the post adding a message saying that nobody would ever see the photos of her in your kit.

“That wasn’t as hard as we thought” Jessie said as she pulled you into her chest that night and kissed you goodnight

#woso #jessie fleming x reader #jessie fleming

[gardens-light]

Finding Peace

Taking shelter in an abandoned petrol station, tension builds between you and your family. As blame and arguments raise- not like you didn't feel guilty enough already. You didn't ask for this- any of this! You just wanted to help Optimus. And it's not like the Autobot leader didn't have problems of his own. Being hunted down by humans for reasons yet unknown was bad enough- but ignoring the yearning of his Spark has slowly become problematic. Occasionally shaking his helm attempting to get you out of his processors, trying to convince himself that a 'Sparkmate' was nothing but a romancide idea that the younger bots came up with. Or is it?...

Content: Minor coarse language. Event's take part in Transformers- Age of Extinction. (Leading to major spoilers in Part 4.) Optimus x Human F/Reader. Fluff. (Reader insert.)

Sparkmate Series- Part 1 Part 2 Part 4 Part 5

"Well... on the bright side." Tessa's voice lowly spoke, while sitting upon a dusty bar. Playing with some fairy lights. "You two have finally met.."

"Where's he from?"

"I told you. He's a driver from Texas."

"Texas?" Cade scoffed at Tessa's words. "Where? Dublin, Texas? Shamrock, Texas? So why does he sound like a leprechaun?"

Shane's brows knitted together, as he leaned against the bar. "You'd get your ass kicked in Ireland for saying that."

"Well we're not in Ireland, Lucky Charms. We're in Texas." Cade's attention turned back onto Tessa. "So he drives? What's that supposed to mean? Like he drives for a living?"

"Yeah... at least he makes a living."

Tessa's words caused Cade to fall silent. His eyes flickering up to you, frowning as you tried to avoid him.

"How old are you?" Cade challenged, approaching Shane.

"Twenty."

"And my daughter is seventeen. So as far as I'm concerned, this can go two ways." Cade leaned on the other side of the bar, glaring at Shane. "One, I punch you in the mouth right here, right now. And you call the police on me."

"Dad!-"

"Or two. I just call the cops on you because this is illegal. She's a minor!"

Steady... Steady... your thoughts wandered, while trying to focus on making a 'house of cards' out of beer coasters.

"We're protected by the 'Romeo and Juliet laws'-"

"We dated for a little while." Tessa explained, cutting Shane off. "I was a sophomore, and he was a senior. It's fine."

"We've got a pre-existing juvenile foundational relationship. Statute 2705-3." Shane took out his wallet, showing Cade the small card stating the law. "We're above board."

Cade sighed, "Romeo and Juliet, huh? Do you know how they ended up?"

Just... one more coaster...

"In love-"

"Dead." Cade turned to you. "And you, Y/N?"

Shit...

An unamused expression fell across your features as the coasters came tumbling down.

"Don't look at me like that, young lady. How long have you known about this?"

Cade rubbed his temples as you silently responded with a small shrug. "Well tell me. Days? Weeks?-"

"Months."

"Months...? And you didn't think that I would of wanted to know about this?-"

"Dad. Tessa is a full grown ass adult." You groaned. "She's capable of learning from a mistake or two."

"I trusted you. Both of you-"

"To what?" Tessa butted in. "Never have fun. Take a risk. Be a normal teenager like you?"

"I am your father, okay!" Cade firmly spoke, turning his attention onto Tessa. "And I've been busting my ass to take care of you and your sister!-"

"Oh so is that why I'm busting a gut trying to juggle two jobs?" You scoffed. "And here I thought, I'm the one who took care of this family."

"Is that what you were doing when you continued working on that damn truck?" Tessa spoke to you. A frown forming upon her lips, "all you had to do was report it.-"

"You know I couldn't do that-"

"And now we're forced into hiding. And my life is over! So 'thank you', Sis. You've taken 'real good' care us-"

"None of this would of happened! If you just kept your fucking mouth shut!-"

"Don't talk to your sister like that!" Cade stepped in.

"Sure Dad. Take her side... you always do."

"Y/N-"

"Look! I get it!" you raised onto your feet. "I know I'm 'the disappointment', 'the let down'-"

"Sweetie, I've never said that-"

Your eyes wandered over your dad's disappointed expression. "You didn't had to..."

---

Sitting upon the petrol stations' roof, the gentle breeze of the cool night air felt refreshing against your skin. Soft chirping of crickets eased your headache, your eyes gazing out into the dark empty road. The sound of small grunts and sighs caught your attention, briefly gazing over your shoulder. Rolling your eyes, once seeing Tessa struggling to climb the ladder with a mug in hand.

"What do you want?" you sighed, turning your attention back onto the road ahead.

"I thought- ouch!- that you could do with a hot drink."

The sound of the metal roofing warping and creaking, under Tessa's feet suddenly felt loud. As she approached you, taking a sit upon the roof's edge, leaving a small gap between you.

"I made your favourite." She kindly spoke, handing you the hot beverage. "I couldn't make it exactly to your liking, but it's the thought that counts. Right?"

Her weak smile faded as you remained silent. Speechlessly accepting the mug from her and holding it in your hands.

"You're not a disappointment." Tessa spoke after a brief hesitation. "For if it wasn't for you, we would of lost our home ages ago."

Tessa bit her lip before continuing, "I... did tell a friend about the truck. B-But I honestly didn't think he would believe me! If I knew- I wouldn't of..."

Your side glance caused her voice to trail off into silence.

"Well... what I'm trying to say... is that I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for any of this to happen."

Sipping the hot beverage, feeling the gentle warmth fill you inside. Tessa followed your gaze, a small smile returning to her lips.

"You're worried about him. Aren't you?"

"Is it that obvious?"

"Yes." Tessa teased. "Like a lovesick girl."

You returned her smile, playfully pushing her away. "Oh shut up. You're talking nonsense, I'm just concerned about him. That's all."

"Uh-huh?" Tessa raised an eyebrow. Seeing a glimpse of you trying to hide a shy smile behind the mug.

"So... What's Dad doing?" you asked, trying to change the subject.

"Playing with some drone that he stole from the one of the guys. Dad's convinced that they would of truly killed us."

Tessa's heart sank as she watched you pull your legs close to your chest, hugging your knees a little while resting your mug against them.

"B-But that's just Dad's crazy thought." Tessa's guilt weighed on her heart a little more. Starting to wish she never said anything.

"Everything would of been fine, if only I watched what I was saying." You buried your head, resting your forehead against your knees and hiding your face. "I-If I didn't panic..."

"Shhh. Shhh." Tessa cooed, closing the gap between you. Placing her arm around your shoulders and resting her head against yours. "It's not your fault. You have a big heart, Y/N. Never be ashamed of that."

She gently pulled away, cupping your tearstained face and making you face her. "You are a rare treasure, and that Transformer better know that."

Finally smiling through your tears, Tessa rested her forehead against yours. The sound of a horn blaring in the distance broke the silence, while bright headlights burned the darkness away. You quickly raised onto your feet, causing Tessa to catch the falling mug while the hot beverage spilled onto the ground below.

You placed both hands against your chest, while gazing at the oncoming truck. Feeling it flutter with joy, as the sound of a faminular engine came to your ears.

Tessa rose onto her feet, giving you one last soft glance before leaving. A knowing smile forming upon her lips. You've got it bad...

Optimus carefully reduced his speed, as he walked out of his altmode. Trying to slow the pulsing rhythm of his spark as he approached you. Being mindful of each step he took, so it didn't appear like he was in a rush to be beside you again.

"Optimus..." your voice was low. Trying to hide the excitement within your tone.

"My deepest sympathies for your home." His soothing tone washed away the doubt and worries, that had been building up inside you. "And for leaving you so promptly. But I had to confirm we weren't followed."

You speechlessly nodded, trying to hold a relaxed expression as your eyes took in the sight of him.

Oh my...

Rust and dirt no longer coated his exterior, instead deep blue metal plates framed his chrome fisque, like pieces of armour. Your heart skipping a beat as your eyes wandered over him, taking in every detail of his broad shoulders and strong biceps.

Red flames danced across the gauntlets, but it was his torso you couldn't look away from. Your cheeks matched the warmth of Optimus' spark, as you gazed at his chest plate. Hands clutching onto your shirt, stopping the urge to reach out and run your fingertips over his toned form. Knowing that your touch wouldn't just stopped at that chromed waist of his.

"Loving the upgrade." Forcing the words out of your mouth, after swallowing your nerves.

Optimus got down on one knee, as you edged a little closer to the side of the roof. His blue optics studied you for a moment.

"You've been crying..."

Something inside him ached a little, as you temporarily turned away from him.

"It's nothing." You assured, brushing the dried tears off your cheeks. "I've just been... a little worried that's all."

"And I admittedly have been concerned about you."

That little sentence erupted butterflies in your stomach. Simply gazing up at him with wondering eyes.

How the stars sparkled in your eyes almost caused Optimus to choke on his own breath. Warmth begun to build beneath his metal plates, as his yearning spark called out for you.

His head tilted slightly as his scanners picked up something. Your body froze as he slightly hesitated before reaching out to you. Optimus' servo curled into a relaxed fist, your eyes peering down at it as he gently placed the knuckle of his index digit under your chin. While his thumb rested against your cheek.

His spark skipped a beat as a loving sigh slipped out of your mouth. Enjoying the cool touch of his metal against your soft skin.

Optimus carefully turned your head from side to side, studying your features. His scanners picking up the bruise that begun to form upon the bridge of your nose.

"That bastard hurt you." The small underlying anger within his tone caught you off guard. "I promise... I'll make him pay for what he's done to you."

"Optimus." You cooed, placing your hand on the back of his servo. Bringing it to the side of your face, resting your head against his digits.

His fans tried to push the warm air out of Optimus' vents, as the heat beneath his plates begun to build. His spark aching with a yearn he could no longer deny.

Closer... The word played on his processors. Causing him to fully kneel against the concrete ground, leaning in a little more.

Your loving eyes met the soft glow of his optics, as his servo slowly trailed down towards your waist. His thumb tracing the curves of your thighs, hips and waist.

The butterflies in your stomach tangled your nerves, your heart fluttering against your chest as a small gasp slipped from your lips. Eyes lingering over his features before closing, as you rested a hand against his chest plate.

As your heart matched the beat of Optimus' spark, syncing in harmony. A beautiful glow enveloped the pair of you, creating a warmth that made you almost forget about the world, as your lips ghosted over one another.

"Mr. Leader of the Free Galaxy is back!" an unknown mechanical voice caused you to quickly jump away from Optimus. "I knew you'd make it! I never doubted."

Crosshairs... Optimus' processors sighed. Trying to hide his disappointed expression as the leader faced his joyful Autobots. The sound of their roaring engines calming, before stepping out of their altmodes.

"We've got your warning." Drift greeted, "we've been waiting."

"Hell yeah! Boom time!" Hound cheered. "We've got the gang back together."

Drift tilted his head to the side, as his blue optics switched between you and Optimus. Smiling to himself as his processors picked up, the afterglow that slowly faded from the pair of you.

Optimus cleared his throat before speaking, "Autobots. The humans have asked us to play by their rules. Well... those rules have just changed."

"Humans, bunch of backstabbing weasels." Hound groaned, causing the ground to shake as he disarmed. Throwing heavy weaponries onto the floor.

"Hound, find your inner compass. Loyalty is nothing but a flower in the winds of fear and temptation."

Hound raised a brow at Drift's wise tone, "what the hell are you saying?"

The blue Autobot smiled, "it's a haiku-"

"Cut the crap! Before I drop a grenade down your throat."

You backed away from the edge of the roof, as Drift unsheathed his swords. "Try it" he challenged, "you'll be dead."

"Oh please do it." Hound taunted. "I wanna see you do it."

"You know what?" Bumblebee's radio buzzed, "it save us so much time."

Optimus gave you an unimpressed expression, as you gazed up at him, raising an eyebrow. A small chuckle left you as he speechlessly gestured to his Autobots. As to say, 'look what I have to put up with.'

"Well raise your hand, if you're thoroughly disenchanted with our little 'Earth vacation.'" Crosshairs spoke, while circling the petrol station. His green optics studying you, "so who's the spy?"

"Whoa! Whoa! Put those things away!" you yelped as Hound and Crosshairs immediately withdraw their guns, and pointing them at you.

"Stop, Hound! Both of you!" Optimus commanded, stepping in front of the building.

Both Autobots gave their leader a puzzled expression, as he continued. "Y/N, risked her life for mine. We owe her..."

Drift gave Bumblebee a playful nudge, discreetly pointing at you and Optimus. While Hound and Crosshairs briefly looked at one another, and turning their attention back onto their leader. Watching him stepping aside, and silently encouraging you to return to the roof's edge.

"Has there been... any sign of the others?" Optimus asked.

"No..." Hound sighed, withdrawing his weapon and settling himself upon the ground. "We're all that's left."

"They're picking us off, one by one!" Crosshairs explained.

"We're the pathetic, dirty foursome." Hound joked, "and you make five."

"Is this our best-case scenario?" Shane's teasing voice questioned you. Your eyes gazed at him, watching the Irishman climb onto the roof. "Autobot witness protection?"

"Hey Lucky Charms." you spoke, placing a hand upon your hips. "You're welcome to leave at anytime."

"Well, for the record, Super Sister. I'm not hiding with you." Shane gestured towards Optimus, "I'm hiding out with that big guy."

Tessa and Cade followed Shane's lead, as the three of them approached your side. All looking at the Autobots and they chatted among themselves.

"Sensei, with your fate unknown Bumblebee has held command." Drift's optics gazed at the yellow scout.

Bee fist bumped the air, while Drift rolled his optics. "Despite his complete and total lack of anything resembling warrior discipline."

An annoyed whirl weeze out of Bumblebee, as his optics narrowed on his comrade.

"He's like a child-"

"This 'child' is about to kick your ass!" Bee's radio buzzed. Landing the first hit against Drift's helm.

"Cage fight." Hound whispered to you, slightly leaning against the petrol stations' roof.

"What's the matter with them?" Tessa lowly asked, reaching out for your hand.

"They're on edge." You briefly explained, allowing her hand to slip into yours. "Who could blame them? They're being hunted."

"Am I the only one who sees through this puppy-dog act of yours?" Drift taunted Bee, while holding him in a headlock. "It's beneath you."

"Yes, I've been waiting for them all to dispatch each other." Crosshairs cheered. His servos gently clapping, "so I could take charge with no trouble at all. Just me. Reporting to me."

"Well, it sure looks like you've been missed." You said to Optimus.

"Autobots, humans are hunting us down. We need to know why."

"Listen..." Cade spoke, stepping towards Optimus. "I don't know why, but I might have an idea about who..."

---

"This drone I stole recorded footage of an Autobot raid." Cade explained.

You placed an affectionate hand upon Optimus' knee, as he sat cross-legged upon the floor. His servo clenching into a fist, as the dragonfly-like drone projected the video footage.

"It's in pieces, but watch what happens here." Cade pointed out, "they ripping them apart."

"That's Leadfoot." Hound spoke, as he placed a part of his helm over his spark. Feeling the saddened energy sink within his chest plates. "Savages."

"And later, this truck comes to haul him off to K.S.I. Kinetic Solutions." Cade continued. "They're creating defenses, aerospace, government contracts. They designed this drone."

"So these government guys are hunting you down, and then passing you of to this K.S.I?" Shane questioned.

"Do you know anything else?" Optimus asked.

"Only that their company headquarters is in Chicago." Cade spoke.

Perhaps... There's a chance of the Autobots being taken there. You thought.

"No way to get inside without a battle." Hound thought out loud.

"What if you had some human help?" everyone looked at you.

"Sweetie, no." Cade protested. "Besides, what are you two partners now?"

"Dad, we're targets now too." You spoke, feeling his worried stare on you. "We need to know why, or we'll never get our lives back."

"Y/N. You have done more than any of us could've asked for." Optimus kindly spoke. "I do not-"

"I'm coming." You gently argued. Seeing Tessa's encouraging smile from the corner of your eye.

"It's going to be dangerous." Drift warned, as he lend towards you.

The blue Autobot stiffed as you placed a comforting hand upon his knee. Giving him a warm smile, "you're important Optimus. Therefore, you're important to me.

A suttle warmth radiated from underneath Drift's metal plates.

"Autobots." Optimus spoke, as he raised onto his feet. "I have sworn to never kill humans."

"Big mistake." Hound mumbled

"But when I find out who's behind this. He's going to die..."

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[bittersweetarts]

Fanfic Recommendations ✴ by bittersweetarts (Volume I)

Fandoms: Harry Potter (Books), House of the Dragon (TV), The Bear (TV), Criminal Minds (TV)

As much as I like writing fanfiction, I love reading it even more! I enjoy a beautifully-written story as much as anyone does, and recommend the following for those looking for a wonderful read that will make you feel like you're in another world –

dirty old town – Regulus Black x OC

Author: WizardGod

Status: Complete - AO3 Page

One of my favourite stories that I have ever read.

Set during the Marauders Era, the plot follows a young woman named Finn Lynch, who lives a reserved life in rural Ireland, until her uncle, Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody, asks her temporarily house a war defector from a Wizarding World she is not part of.

Word Count: 286,984

Tropes: Slow Burn, Mild Enemies-to-Lovers, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Mutual Pining, Hurt/Comfort, Found Family

Thy Wicked Torment – Fred Weasley x OC

Author: this_pendent_world

Status: Complete - AO3 Page

You know it's a good fanfic when the writing actually makes you feel like you're in Hogwarts, and this story is impeccable!

Set during the Tri-Wizard Tournament, the story follows a young Slytherin named Evangeline Parkinson Rothchild, and the trouble she ends up finding herself in as she becomes involved with Fred Weasley, Gryffindor's resident troublemaker.

Word Count: 218,347

Tropes: Enemies-to-Lovers, Slow Burn, Angst, Found Family

Where the Gold Meets the Green – Aemond Targaryen x OC

Author: vhagarapologist

Status: WIP - AO3 Page

Well-written House of the Dragon fanfiction with romance, political intrigue and minimal Targ-cest?? Say less. This is a fairly recent-read and is still being regularly updated, but I am really enjoying it and look forward to reading new chapters when they come out.

The story follows Leona Lannister, the only surviving child of Tyland Lannister, during the Dance of the Dragons, as she navigates life in King's Landing and catches the eye of two Targaryen princes.

Current Word Count: 67,148

Tropes: Slow Burn, Enemies-to-Lovers, Angst, Toxic Relationship

The Fool and the Dragon – Aemond Targaryen x OC

Author: prince_aemond_targaryen / @prince-aemond-targaryen

Status: WIP (Almost Complete) - AO3 Page

The first Aemond Targaryen story that I adored (written before the episodes with him as an adult aired) - back when Season 1 was airing, I would re-read the chapters between the weekly episode premieres to tide me over; it's just that good.

Faune Follard, the valued lady-in-waiting of Princess Helaena Targaryen, navigates life in King's Landing whilst enduring the ire of the One-Eyed Prince.

Current Word Count: 99,899

Tropes: Slow Burn, Angst, Mild Enemies-to-Lovers, Toxic Relationship

How Can You Mend a Broken Heart – Carmen “Carmy” Berzatto x Reader

Author: justfantasy

Status: WIP - AO3 Page

Finding good Carmy fanfiction is akin to searching for water in a drought, and I do really wish there was more! This is my favourite one, but sadly there aren't many chapters and it hasn't been updated in a while.

Carmen “Carmy” Berzatto, a man of few words, has a one night stand which turns into something more.

Current Word Count: 11,345

Tropes: Friends-to-Lovers, Hurt/Comfort, Mutual Pining

The Keeping of Words – Spencer Reid x OC

Author: BryWrites

Status: Complete First Version on Fanfiction.Net + WIP Second Version Re-Write on AO3

I read this story originally when it started being published seven years ago, and I was obsessed!

The story follows an aspiring human rights lawyer, Bianca Brown, as she is asked to assist on a BAU case and ends up finding herself intertwined with a member of the BAU, an elusive man named Dr. Spencer Reid.

Word Count: 264,402 (FFN) / 202,439 (AO3)

Tropes: Hurt/Comfort, Second Chances, Slow Burn

This list is not very long, but like said, these are stories that I really enjoy and feel passionate about. Evidently I prefer self-insert fanfiction, but I do read anything and everything. If you have a recommendation (for any fandom and any pairing), feel free to share in the comments!

I also write fanfiction myself, and my masterlist is linked below incase you'd like to give any story a read.

– Masterlist ✴ by bittersweetarts

Until next time, Happy Holidays!

PS. I still don't know how to respond to comments on posts (as this is a secondary blog), but I read and appreciate them all! If you ever want a direct response from me, you can private message me or send a question in my ask inbox.

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[futuremrsdrcullen]

This Love Came Back To Me - Preface

Here it is! Almost!! This is the Preface to the Eclipse Reader insert fic that I again, have been promising for far far too long. The rest of the chapters will be up, hopefully soon.

Summery- I was completely overwhelmed with this looming dread. This wasn’t just about Bella anymore. Though that was bad enough, this involved me now. Despite how often Edward disregarded my safety and despite how desperately Carlisle tried to protect me from this;

My life was in danger.

It was never going to end was it?

Word Count- 3207

Warning- Uhhh this is just the preface. There really aren't any warnings yet. But I'll let you know.

Notes from me- My name is Claire and September 3rd is my birthday! I wanted very much to post, at the very least this part today. SO! I finished writing the whole book. I still have a lot of typing and editing to do but I do have a very close date set. This is only the Preface. I can't wait for you guys to see the rest.

This is the 3rd book of probably 5, So follow for updates.

As always, I DO NOT own The Twilight Saga. All rights go directly to S. Meyer.

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When Carlisle surprised me with a trip to Ireland, I didn’t know what to expect exactly. I got to his house on a clear afternoon and he wasn’t in his usual spot by the door to greet me. In his place were four fully packed suitcases.

“Carlisle?” I didn’t have to yell, I knew he heard me, and yet, no answer came. I moved to study the suitcases. I read his name and address on one tag and my name and his address on the other. In the front pocket were our passports, though I couldn’t recall ever getting a passport made. With a soft laugh, I asked just loud enough that I knew he could hear me, “Carlisle, what is all of this?”

And then his arms were around my waist. I felt his cool breath on the crook of my neck, and could hear the smile in his voice as he whispered “You said you want to see the world. I promised I would show you.” He placed delicate kisses to my pulse point as I looked inside the passport. 

All of the information was mine, the photo was from my ID photo. Even knowing that this wasn’t made entirely legally, I still turned to him and couldn’t help but smile when I saw the grin on his own lips. His hands turned with me and rested on my hips.

“I didn’t mean we had to go right now. How…? How did you do all of this?”

His smile didn’t falter, “Do you really want to know?”

“No…, But-”

He laughed. “Alice packed the bags. I… handled the rest of it.”

“I won’t ask you to elaborate. My dad is the sheriff, so it's probably better that I don’t know about the broken laws.” I draped my arms over his shoulders and ran my fingers through his hair. “Where are we going?”

He grinned again. I would do absolutely anything he wanted when he smiled at me like that. “I haven’t paid for anything, yet, but I was thinking we could go to Ireland. I’ve got some friends there I haven’t seen in a while. I would love to introduce you, but-”

“They wouldn't approve.” It came out so casually. I knew very well that there were few vampires who abstained from human blood the way his family managed, and even fewer who kept in human company. I was hardly fazed. 

He nodded, “They’d make an attempt, but they do not have the same level of control… even if it wasn't on purpose…” And then he let the conversation drift back to just Ireland, clearly less casual about his friends eating me than I was. “There are beautiful castle hotels that we can stay in with gorgeous views… and I thought, it might be nice to get away for a week. Just the two of us.”n

I had to admit it did sound very enticing. Not to mention how persuasive the way he kissed my neck up to my jawline up to my lips was.

 The trip was perfect. We spent so much time doing completely average tourist things, but we also found time for the ‘not-so-average’ tourist things; just a lot of alone time together. Some things, you only get to do because your boyfriend is a 300 something year old vampire. 

The idea of the experiment was brought to my attention a few days into our trip. Here, since there wouldn’t be any other trace of me to cause distraction, we could test Edwards theory that I couldn’t be tracked. This was cause for much debate in the Cullen house because they knew me and they knew how to look for me. Carlisle believed that he could track me solely based on scent. He believed he wouldn’t lose control and eat me in the process.

Which is precisely how I ended up hidden deep inside a ‘small’ patch of Irish woods. I wasn’t exactly lost, I walked for roughly an hour in one direction hoping to lose the vampire, but not the way back. I kissed Carlisle goodbye two hours before he would set out to find me. I ran out of energy pretty early and then hiked for a bit more. 

The woods here weren’t unlike the woods at home. I could navigate them well enough but it was still exhausting to hike through them with little to no paths. Eventually I gave up and found a fallen tree to sit on. I figured since I was out here anyway, I might as well get some writing done.

With the return of the Cullens, my poems became less edgy and existential and flowed into something more peaceful and beautiful. It became the poetry of someone who was content with their life and was excited to see what came next. 

However, it was incredibly hard to focus with the knowledge of just how alone I really was. Instead of putting pen to paper I let myself become absorbed in the woods around me. The wind in the trees, the chirping of birds, it all kept my focus. While I could recognize the anxiety I felt, it was also very serene here. Maybe I could just push the panic aside knowing that any second, he would be with me again.

Then the woods around me seemed to still and I smiled at the open page before me and wrote the first six words that filled my head.

“The silent comfort of being found”

I wasn’t scared. I didn’t hear him at all, but he didn’t frighten me as his arms wrapped around my waist. But to be fair, I had been expecting him. I felt his lips grace my neck and the sound I made only encouraged him to kiss me more.

“I found you, Dove.” He whispered in my ear.

“I knew you would.” I hadn’t intended to sound so light but he made me feel like I could float away. I leaned back into him, relying more on him than the log. He didn't budge.

“I think Edward might have the right idea though,” He said in between kisses. The confusion in his voice almost made me turn to look at him but I didn’t want to interrupt the attention. “I couldn’t track you on scent alone. I knew I’d find you, but… at times it was like you’d never been there at all. But I felt pulled to you all the same.”

I couldn’t help the way I melted into him, I turned just enough to rest my forehead on his chest; he continued to kiss my neck and only pulled back to look me in the eyes. “I think I’d be able to find you wherever you went, though I would be interested to see if Edward could track you.” 

I felt a soft chill up my spine at the idea. “You wouldn’t let him.” I pointed out.

“No, I wouldn’t.” He kissed my cheek and pushed my hair out of my face. None of his family had the control he had. If any other vampire tracked me out here, I wouldn’t make it home. 

When I looked into his eyes, they were still bright and golden. There wasn’t even the smallest trace of instability.

I just wanted to kiss him and forget about everything for a while. Life was chaotic and he made me feel grounded- even when I was ‘lost’ in a foreign forest. He sighed and rested his forehead on mine. “It’s getting late… I should get you back to the room.”

“Are you going out tonight?” I would never try to stop him from seeing his friends. Of course I wanted him to see his friends, I just didn’t love the idea of being alone. It would only be a few hours. I could handle it. I had a feeling he knew how I felt anyway and that’s why he hadn’t gone yet. I wasn’t about to make it worse.

“I might.” He placed a delicate kiss to my nose, I giggled. “Siobhan might come looking for me if I don’t visit soon, since she knows I’m here. I can stay with you until you fall asleep, you won’t even know I’m gone.”

I doubted that, but I played it off. “I can handle that.” I kissed him quickly to reassure him. “Carry me?”

“Of course, Cara.” I grinned at him and put my notebook back in my bag. As soon as I was ready, and without saying a word, Carlisle lifted me with ease into his arms. He carried me out of the woods so much faster than it took me to get in there, I almost thought I hadn’t gotten that far.

He slowed and we broke through the treeline at the back of the hotel. There were a few couples and families sitting in the yard enjoying picnics and watching the stars.

I had to hold back my laughter as he set me down. I whispered so that only he could hear me, “That couple totally thinks we just had sex back there…”

He laughed, placed a kiss to my hair, and threw his arm over my shoulder. In response, he whispered. “I am far too much of a gentleman to just take you against the first flat surface in the middle of a forest.” As he walked, he grinned and I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He leaned in and breathed, “I will not be able to say the same, once we are back in the room.”

I shivered at his words. I’m sure the blush that heated my face confirmed what they were thinking, even though it wasn’t actually true. I hid my face in his shoulder as we walked. 

When we got on the elevator he kissed me like he fully intended to keep to his word. I hardly noticed when it opened on our floor. Luckily he did, and even more luckily, there wasn’t anyone waiting to use the elevator.

He walked backwards and led me towards our room. He swept me off my feet again before we even reached the door. Once we were inside, and the door was firmly shut and locked behind us, he sat me on the first available table and made me forget my own name.

We lost a few hours. We took a shower and he made me food as I sat on the counter watching him cook. He let me fall asleep on his chest as he read War and Peace . I didn’t notice when he kissed my forehead, or told me he loved me. I didn’t notice when he left or when he came back. 

~~

I don’t think I could get used to the peace I felt there. Carlisle drove me to a beach on a very cloudy day, as the sun was setting. The water was cold but I stood in the ocean and let the waves crash around my feet. I let him spin me around as we danced to the sound of it all. I let myself get lost in all the love I felt for him.

I twirled out as far as our joined arms could stretch and he spun me back in. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders. He kissed my ear.

“You’re so beautiful.” He whispered and I probably wouldn’t have heard it if he wasn’t right by my ear. He leaned back and cupped my cheek with his hand. I almost didn’t notice the coolness anymore. 

He studied my face, his thumb brushing across my cheekbone. He looked into my eyes like he was trying to memorize their color. He spoke again, though I could hardly make it out. “So beautiful.”

I leaned up and kissed him and he met me halfway. His hand moved from my cheek to lift my chin. When we eventually broke apart I smiled up at him.

“You know I love you, right?” I asked.

He laughed at me, “I would certainly hope so.” He placed a soft kiss on my forehead before adding, “I love you, Y/n.”

It took a lot of sweet talking to convince me to get out of the ocean and to go back to the room. 

~~ 

Despite how much I really did not want to, we had to fly home eventually, rushed only slightly by a frantic call from Alice. Apparently, Victoria would be passing through Forks and Alice thought they’d have a pretty good chance of catching her this time. However, they weren’t going to tell Bella, and she demanded that Edward go to Jacksonville with her. With Edward out, our family was now, not only down in numbers, but also down one mind reader who could hear her before the rest of them could, so Alice was frantic. 

Of course they could still rely on Alice's visions, but with the wolves hunting too, things could get missed. I wondered if it would be safer if we just told Bella what was going on. I wanted to tell her what was going on, but I knew she would probably use herself as bait if she knew. 

If she knew though, we could convince her to take Dad to Jacksonville and Edward could stay and fight with the rest of his family. I think we’d still fly home though. I would never ask Carlisle to not stand with his family, and he wouldn’t feel comfortable leaving them to defend themselves. I hoped it wouldn’t come to a fight anyway.

Victoria was alone, and revenge hungry. Maybe they could take her out quickly, and then it would all be over.

We caught a flight out of Ireland at nearly 1 in the morning, after Alice called. We made it through security and to our gate with 30 minutes to spare. I was ridiculously tired, given the time. I knew I had to at least board the plane before I passed out. Which I found increasingly harder the longer I sat with my head on his shoulder.

“Y/n?” His voice was soft and he elongated each letter of my name.

“Hmm?” I didn’t have the energy to really answer, but I did lift my head to look at his face.

His gaze met mine and he wore a delicate smile. “Where would you like to travel next?”

Confused by his spontaneous question, I asked, “You want to start planning our next vacation before we’re even home?” He laughed and shrugged.

“Seemed as good a time as any. If only to help you stay awake.” I yawn on cue, as if to prove his point.

“Okay, okay!” I couldn’t help but laugh with him. I took a second to think about it before sighing. “Part of me wants to fly off somewhere warm and secluded, but another part of me thinks that… maybe we should stay home for a bit.” I could see the confusion flash across his features, “I just mean- Dads been getting on to me about getting back to a ‘normal’ life” I put air quotes around the words.

I continued, “Maybe, if I get a job, he'll settle a bit. And- related but kind of a side note- Bella is going to graduate soon and then…” I couldn’t bring myself to finish the thought.

His face softened, “I understand, Cara.” 

“I want to travel more with you. Once some of the dust settles.” I put emphasis behind my words and lifted my hand to caress his cheek. He placed a kiss against my palm.

“That sounds like a good plan.” I broke eye contact with him to yawn, pulling my hand back to cover it. He chuckled, “You can sleep on the plane. I don’t think they will let me carry you on if you’re unconscious.”

I sighed dramatically, “But this flight is only an hour and a half. It’s hardly worth it. Then we’ll be in London for 3 hours before we get on another plane.”

He raised an eyebrow while listening to my reasoning, “You can sleep on that one too, you know.”

“ Oooor I could stay up for the first flight, spend extra time talking to you, then sleep for all of the second flight.” I matched his expression, a huge smile shining through the exhaustion on my face.

He didn’t seem convinced, “Can you stay up for nearly five more hours?”

“Is that a challenge?”

“No-” 

“Because I accept!” We didn’t stop laughing even as he kissed me and when we boarded the plane I ordered a hot coffee. I looked him in the eyes as I took the first sip, sending us both into another fit of giggles. We were still laughing as the plane took off.

I stayed awake during the first flight just fine. I drank two cups of coffee and I had to keep talking. Though Carlisle didn’t seem to mind. I spent most of my time trying to convince him that Howl’s Moving Castle was a better book than War and Peace . He, of course, respectfully disagreed, but said he would give Howl’s Moving Castle a chance. I celebrated the win for at least getting that. I wasn’t all that serious anyway, but the debate kept me awake.

Now, getting off the plane proved significantly harder than expected. I could hardly drag myself through the airport. I could already feel the jetlag pulling me down and we hadn’t even changed time zones yet. We stopped at a shop and I got a soda, hoping to only stay awake long enough to get on the next flight. I kissed him every chance I got, mostly to keep myself busy; but also, it was quickly becoming one of my favorite things to do.

Kissing Carlisle Cullen in a busy airport was definitely up there with: kissing him in the rain, or in the woods of Ireland, or on the cliff by his house. All I wanted to do was kiss him. He was always more than happy to oblige.

When we were finally on our flight home, I rested my head on his shoulder and pulled the travel blanket over us. He squeezed my hand.

“What’s the plan?” I asked, my voice heavy with exhaustion. 

“We get you home,” He kissed my head for emphasis. “Then this weekend, Edward will keep Bella safe in Jacksonville. The others have arranged a party of sorts on the reservation- some kind of sporting event. Which should keep your father busy… and we think it would be best if you stayed down there as well, despite how much I wish I could keep you with me.”

I yawned and he chuckled into my hair. “Sounds like a very safe plan.”

“We’ve all worked very hard to make sure it is. I’ll spend forever ensuring your safety.” I would have kissed him if I had the energy to lift my head. 

“At least until I’m like you…” I could feel the sleep washing over me. I allowed my eyes to close. He kissed my hair again and rested his chin on my head.

“Probably even then.” I felt it, more than I heard it, as I finally drifted off to sleep.

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Meet Kitsuyo!!

She is the most annoying motherfucker you'll ever meet.

Her looks are based off a fox (because I have red hair, and my friend said I kinda look like one), and her personality is based off one of my Mizu x reader stories; Neko of the West.

She is witty, sarcastic and loves creating problems on purpose.

She chops her hair off every four months, because she hates the idea of resembling Fowler with his long hair.

She wasn't born in Japan, she was born in Ireland. Her mother was sold there by flesh traders, and her father was a soldier, who freed her mother, and lived with her in secret.

When her father died on the front lines, she and her mother stayed with no choice. Her mother got sold to higher men, as an exotic prostitute, and she was brought with her.

That's when she got the attention of visiting Japanese traders, who brought her back to Japan, when she was only fourteen, and sold her to, you guessed it, Abijah Fowler, as a little souvenir from his home land.

Kitsuyo, on the other hand, tried to escape, and put up a fight with Fowler, biting a chunk off his ear.

That amused the white man, and decided to keep the girl, not as a prostitute, but as something he saw potential in, raising her in the process.

They developed a love-hate relationship, with a lot of arguing, but none of them can tell when the insults are serious.

Her goal is now to return to Ireland, and found/free her mother.

She meets Mizu when she is brought along to the tea with Heji Shindou, and appears as Fowler's un-loyal left hand (Since Shindou is the right), and ends up helping our favorite Samurai, but not for free though.

She's a little bitch.

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My Top Stories for 2023!

In case you missed ’em: these were my most popular works of fiction and non-fiction of the year!

It’s very nearly 2024, and it’s been a big year for me! 

I’ve published so many short stories and new essays, I had a great time at EasterCon and BristolCon, and have published pieces with several new (for me!) publications on top of moving into my new apartment. I’m now based in Yorkshire instead of Ireland, and that means I’ll be attending a bunch more conventions and other events across Wales, Scotland, and England as well as still going back to Ireland from time to time. 

Firstly, as a big thank you to all my supporters and to ring in the new year, I’m currently doing an end-of-2023 giveaway! Sign up here! 

On 01/01/2024, I’ll be drawing a winner of the giveaway, and they’ll receive by post / mail signed copies of my paperbacks, Heart of Stone and Gerald Poole and the Pirates, vouchers for my eBooks, some badges, and some other goodies that will be contained in the parcel. 

Secondly, I wanted to remind people who’ve had a little bonus or gifted money and want to treat themselves that as well as being able to subscribe for access to all reader-locked works on Medium, by any authors, for $5 USD, I have a Patreon where I publish almost all my works (barring those that might be against Patreon guidelines, of which there currently aren’t many), there is an option to pay annually on Patreon! 

You can subscribe to me monthly on Patreon for access to my works at £3 / £6 / £10.50 / £17 per month — there’s no difference in the benefits of these tiers, just that you can choose to support me with a subscription for what you can afford. 

If you subscribe annually on Patreon, you get a 16% discount on what you would ordinarily pay monthly, and you get full access to everything for the duration of the year’s subscription! 

With that intro done, let’s get to my top 24!

My Top 12 Fiction Pieces of 2023

January 2023 — Erotic Short: Running the Table

A trans man is the favourite pocket on the pool table.

Rated E. Cis M/trans M/cis M. 4k. Featuring consent play with a prenegotiated rape roleplay, object insertion (not sanitary, not safe, just sexy), double penetration, begging, tears, size difference, age difference, lots of anal play, belly bulging.

Jock and Phineas first appeared in Centre Pocket, where Jock initially makes the threat of the pool balls.

Read on Medium / / Read on Patreon / / Read on Ao3

February 2023 — Erotic Short: Fresh Bounty

A bounty hunter takes a young wizard to the king’s court.

1.7k, rated E, cis M/trans M! Power play with a lack of negotiation, but fully consensual enthusiasm for it, cockwarming, threatened overstimulation, D/s, implications of public use, and sex on horseback!

CW for a mention of it in dirty talk, but no animals are actually abused, harmed, or looked on sexually.

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March 2023 — Erotic Short: Purpose-Built Toy

A stretchy supervillain goes up against five huge superheroes.

3.2k, rated E. Trans M/5 alien Ms with alien cocks. There is absolutely no redeeming plot features in this, it’s just horrible unrealistic porn with lots of come inflation, objectification, humiliation, and belly kink.

There are several consent issues in this fic, where the trans guy is basically being turned into a fucktoy for these aliens without anyone asking how he feels about it — with that said, he’s really into the whole thing, and absolutely does not want to opt out.

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April 2023 — Erotic Short: Slime Breeder

An elf is used as a distraction as his party fight a gigantic slime.

3.5k. A trans masc elf getting fucked from all ends by a giant slime creature, used as a seedbed by it, then played with by his variously gendered friends in the aftermath.

Mildly to very dubious consent here, but Sam is absolutely enjoying himself by the end of it — featuring a giant slime monster, aphrodisiacs, tentacle sex, encasement, choking, oviposition and egg-laying, cumflation, overstimulation, anal, oral, and vaginal penetration, objectification, lactation, milking. All that fun and beastly stuff!

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May 2023 — Erotic Short: The Mermaid and the Fisherman

A wanderer meets a mermaid, and the two of them work to understand each other.

This short is also available for purchase on Smashwords as an eBook, and is originally from September 2020.

7.3k, rated E, M/M. A young man fleeing home has taken up residence in an old fishing cabin on the west coast of Scotland. He is observed, very closely, by a mermaid from beyond the maerl beds nearby.

Featuring cultural differences, humour, oviposition, cervix penetration, mild chem sex from the mermaid’s aphrodisiac, some rough sex, some mildly dubious consent, stuffing, belly bulge.

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June 2023 — Erotic Short: Agony and Ecstasy

An abbot takes a stranded sailor on for… personal duties.

6k, M/M, rated E! Age difference, virginity kink, some naivety, some oral and anal, first time enthusiasm.

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July 2023 — Erotic Short: The Stasis Box

A prisoner is frozen in time with his holes still accessible for the crew of a mining vessel to use.

5k, rated E, trans M/cis M but hundreds of other people. A trans twink agrees to be involved in an experiment in lieu of his year-long prison sentence — he’s placed in a stasis box, frozen in time, with his holes still accessible for the crew of a mining vessel to make use of.

This is honestly one of the most fucked-up things I’ve ever written, it goes big on the sci-fi body horror fucky horniness.

Full consent is given throughout, the twink knows what he’s in for. Featuring medical kink, fingering, anal and vaginal fingering and sex, sensitivity, time stop, big overstimulation, mind-break and ahegao, objectification, huge come inflation, gaping, come vomiting, general degradation.

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August 2023 — Erotic Short: The Interview

A workplace roleplay with age difference and some hearty degradation.

Rated E, 4k, cis M/trans M. Younger boss/older prospective employee, pre-negotiated roleplay, degradation and humiliation, daddy kink, nipple play, PIV, riding, sex in the office, casual sex, bareback. The older man is fat, but none of the degrading language is about his body or his size except for commenting on the size of his chest — the degradation primarily is about his age and assumed loneliness.

Words used for the trans man’s body are tits and chest, one comparison to a cow’s udder; cock, cunt, hole.

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September 2023 — Erotic Short: Training Toy

A cheerleader loans out his favourite toy to the football players.

3k, rated E, trans M/many cis M. Continuing on from Stuck.

A cheerleader trains up another student to be a good fucktoy, and shares him out to local football players — featuring D/s, multiple orgasms, mild bimboification vibes, training, multiple penetration, degradation, objectification, anal, vaginal, and oral, big penetrations.

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October 2023 — Erotic Short: A Gift For the Wolfmen

A young man in a brothel is invited to join a quartet of hulking wolf-like warriors.

6.4k, rated E. Two trans men, both being gangbanged by four cis wolfmen with huge cocks.

Fantasy universe with adventurers and so forth. Featuring stuck-through-wall and grope boxes, body writing, vaginal, oral, and anal play, huge come inflation, size difference, knotting, power dynamics, virginity kink, objectification and dehumanisation, degradation, humiliation, breeding kink, body modification, mentions of lactation and pregnancy, and enthusiastic consent throughout.

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November 2023 — Erotic Short: Confession and Penance

A priest takes a hands-on approach to addressing a worshiper’s poor working habits.

11k, cis M/M, rated E! Tiernan, a manipulative workaholic who only ever relaxes during Mass services, is taken aside by Father Mullen when it all gets to be a bit too much. D/s, BDSM-approach to enforcing self-care, spanking, painplay, bit of a priest kink but it doesn’t go into that aspect too much, faith. Also some anal.

Note that by definition consent’s an issue here because this is the very definition of religious abuse, especially because Tiernan is a CSA survivor and references past CSA by another priest. Content warnings for the religious abuse and references to the CSA throughout, as well as dubious consent in other sexual situations. For all that, though, the tone is generally light-hearted and is more dark humour than dark drama.

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December 2023 — Erotic Short: Knight Tactics

An elf serves as a distraction and an exhaustion tactic for a bandit camp. By letting them fuck him.

3k, trans M/loads of cocks, assumed as cis M. Amaethon gets himself stuck in a wall so that the bandits will work out their stamina fucking him rather than fighting off the king’s guard.

Stuck in wall, free use, fully (and gleefully) consensual whilst pretending he isn’t, mild belly bulging and come inflation, gaping, exhaustion, messy and come-spattered, etc. All the fun stuff.

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My Top 12 Non-Fiction Pieces of 2023

January 2023 — Fast “Who am I?”: A Fun Game to Play with Friends

A silly fun game to play rapidly with your friends and loved ones in 2023.

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February 2023 — Our Flag Means Death S01 E01: Close Textual Analysis

Examining OFMD E1: Pilot in close detail and liveblogging/analysing the text.

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March 2023 — Ringing The Devil’s Doorbell: A Light-Hearted, Practical Guide

Let’s talk sex! Vulvar and vaginal stimulation for fun, pleasure, and profit.

Contents:

Preface

The Anatomy of the Vulva and Vagina: the actual anatomy of the vulva, it and the vagina’s attendant parts, and how everything fits together

On Testosterone: the effects of testosterone as a HRT treatment on the vulva and vagina in the context of sexual pleasure

(I don’t have any specific advice in regards to different intersex configurations or further genital and hormonal diversity, but that section might nonetheless be semi-relevant; there’s also some notes on vaginal atrophy that might be relevant if you’re menopausal or similar)

Stimulating the Vulva and Vagina: ringing the Devil’s doorbell, dancing about in his vestibule, and then running into (then out of) (then into) (then out o — ) his house

Additional Reading: more resources and links

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April 2023 — The Precarity of Subscription-Based Income

We’re basically busking online. No wonder we have anxiety about it.

Read on Medium 

May 2023 — The Straight Male Gaze on Pretty Male Gays

How does it feel when straight men want to fuck us?

A quick little intro — I went ham on this one. I watched A Nightmare on Elm Street 2: Freddy’s Revenge and it just gave me a lot of feelings.

Warnings throughout this piece for discussion of the film’s gore and violence, the homophobia both in- and out- of universe, sexual violence, homophobia in general. I use a lot of slurs in this one because I self-identify with a lot of them, and a lot of this piece is about the ways in which queer identity is weaponised and not weaponised against us.

Bon appetit.

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June 2023 — Passing Privilege: Through My Eyes, as a Trans Man Who Passes

Second puberty and the waves we send through the spaces around us.

On Medium / / On Patreon / / On Tumblr.

July 2023 — Yentl: A Trans Man Studying Talmud is Distracted by Gay Thoughts

Yentl (1983, dir. Barbra Streisand) and Yentl the Yeshiva Boy by Isaac Bashevis Singer.

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August 2023 — Barbie Isn’t Anti-Men — It’s Anti-Toxicity

Patriarchy does damage to us all, and Barbie (2023, dir. Greta Gerwig) clearly depicts that.

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September 2023 — Close Reading: A Deep Dive into the Process

An in-depth guide into applying analysis to a piece of text and extrapolating meaning.

A close reading is what we call an in-depth analysis of a piece of text, which might be in the case of fiction a short story, or for novels and novellas might be a portion or an extract from the text.

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October 2023 — Looking For 🍑🍆💦: A Beginner’s Guide to Grindr for Trans Men

Approaching Grindr (and cruising culture) as a trans man.

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I’m so tired of fielding questions about my “lost” fertility.

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A selection of conversations with my friends’ cats, Kira and Bercow.

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congrats on reaching 300 followers!!! may i request for hetalia? (i’m not sure on the maximum amount of characters allowed so i’ll make a list, you can skip anyone you don’t want to write for) how would scotland, wales, spain, portugal, france and northern ireland deal with an s/o who’s always lost in their thoughts? like they’re always imagining up complex storylines with their own characters, impossible scenarios, procrastinating, giving themselves unnecessary anxiety, and it’s turned to maladaptive daydreaming at this point. they know this, and they say they’re trying to change, but deep down they really don’t want to because reality hurts, and they’d rather be lost in their own little world instead. am i self-inserting too much? probably-

✿ 𝙞’𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙬𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙙 ✿

characters: francis (france), allistor (scotland), dylan (wales), antonio (spain) and siamas (northern ireland) x nb!reader

warnings: hints of maladaptive daydreaming, disassociation, insomnia, existential crisis, comfort, fluff, light angst

notes: phew it has been so long since i had last watched hetalia so i had to watch a lot of vids, comps and read the fandom articles to remind myself of them lmao. with that the characters also might come off OOC

hetalia fandom r u still alive????? if so then yall better prepare bc once my inbox gets flooded with hetalia reqs im gonna terrorize yall🕴🕴

francis is a romantic through and through and due to that he daydreams as well. whether it be romantic dates or acts you and him could do together, recreating gentle scenes from his favorite romance novels, plan out your date and anniversaries - francis is a romantic soul and he feels your daydreaming problem to a certain degree.

whenever he notices you suddenly go quiet, eyes hazy and unfocused, staring at something while fiddling with the strands of your hair, nails, the strings of your hoodie or anything you can get your hands on, the man would let out a sigh and sit behind you. pulling your body close to himself and slowly rocking you both back and forth gently - waiting patiently for you to come back to the real world.

but sometimes francis just can’t help but get a little bit selfish. wanting your attention only on himself but he knows it’s wrong.

so that’s why, when you stepped into your shared home with the blond after another draining day at work, he had already prepared a tea party setup with your favorite novel’s theme, dressed up as your favorite character with a charming smile and gentle eyes. candles lit, the freshly baked goods’ scent wafting through the air enough to make you drool alongside a hot, steaming marble pot filled with a chamomile tea.

“mon amour, would you care for a tea with me?”

before you two started dating, allistor thought of your stimming and daydreaming moments as something familiar to his brother, arthur.

perhaps you saw something that the normal people couldn’t see and interact with them like his little brother, so the redhead didn’t ask anything of it nor did he thought it’s anything problematic. however he got smacked in the face by how deeply your maladaptive daydreaming problems run when after your date at the cafe together, you almost got hit by a car when crossing the street with unfocused eyes and slow, dragged steps.

since then, allistor took it upon himself to study and research more about the differences of daydreaming and maladaptive ones, what causes them to happen, the reason for one to end up having such an odd yet harsh behavior.

whenever you would end up stimming with your headphones plugged in, mindlessly and robotically going through your work with an eerie silence - the man would observe you for a while, trying to decipher if you’re slipping a bit too deep into the dreams before walking over to you and gently tapping on your shoulder.

when your lovely eyes would lock with his own bright blue ones he would give you a smile and reach out a hand. a silent invitation for a slow dance with him - a formerly talked upon agreement that you two made to help you reground again after another slip.

“dalrin’ would you care to share your dreams with me?”

dylan loves fantasy creatures and stories like his brothers and due to that the blond daydreams quite often as well. about the different mythical creatures, their origins, territory, how they would live and interact with one another - all sorts of things.

he tends to stim a lot without even noticing as well so dylan would be the best person to share your struggles of maladaptive daydreaming. not to mention the short man always carries around a big sponge or those cute, character shaped stress balls.

the first time when he found you completely unresponsive laying on your bed with your headphones in, dylan immediately knew what was going on. so he silently slipped into the bed next to you, held your hand in his own and rubbed slow circles into the flesh until you came back again.

since then you both had made a promise to each other to try and get better. slowly but surely working on your behaviors, problems and sudden slips. and it’s safe to say that you both had gotten better.

“cupcake! if you slip down the rabbit hole again then take my hand and drag me down with you! ‘cuz i don’t ever want to be without you.”

antonio is a bright and optimistic young man, however sometimes he comes off as blunt and insensitive due to him not fully being able to read the situation at hand.

perhaps it’s due to his inability to read the room that he was able to snap you out of your slip so easily and effectively when you two first met. a simple pat to your shoulder and voice asking you “what are you doing sitting around without doing anything for?” definitely stopped your daydreaming.

after you had said your answer to him in an unsure voice, the bright smile wearing man simple smiled even brighter and asked you if you wanted to be friends.

and since then antonio and you two became friends. meeting up in small shops, restaurants, gardens, everywhere anywhere all at once until one day after almost 2 years of friendship the young man asked you if you would like to take your relationship a step further.

whenever he finds you stimming with your fingers while gazing at someplace far away, he just can’t help but get a bit sad. you wanted to be someplace that’s not here and antonio didn’t want you to go somewhere where he can’t be with you.

so he would always rubs simple shapes into your hand or shoulder, giving you an unusually melancholic smile with his pinky raised.

“pinky promise to always come back from your wonderland to me?”

siamas is a loud and chatty fellow - the perfect human representation of a golden retriever if only he had blond hair instead of red.

it was all thanks to his bright personality that you have been getting better and better at regrounding yourself back again when alone.

when siamas first saw your behavior with his own eyes he immediately knew what it was. so the redhead calmly walked over to your sitting form on the couch, kneeling before you and started to plant butterfly kisses on your cheeks. trailing them slowly over your acnes/moles/freckles until you snapped back and let out a giggle at his sweet antics.

he always has a lot of different toys, chibis and cute little bracelets connected to his keychain so whenever you two are going out kn a walk or a date, when he feels your hand become loose in his own he would proudly pull out his keychain and put one of the toys into your hand. gently squeezing yours - which is holding the toy - in his own, giving you a smile and a proud kiss to your forehead when you ground yourself back.

“welcome back honey. so what do you think of getting for dinner today?”

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Henry Danger Reader Insert | Captain Man x Reader: SEASON 1

Episode 7: Jasper Danger

~Henry's House, Halloween Night~

Charlotte was waiting for Henry to come downstairs. She was wearing her funky mac 'n cheese costume that she had spent weeks preparing. Looking at her watch, she wondered what was taking her friend so long. They had arranged to go trick-or-treating with Jasper and Monica, this girl that Jasper had a crush on. He had even gone as far to tell her that he was Kid Danger in an attempt to impress her, which endlessly amused his two friends.

Charlotte poured herself a drink and Henry came running down the stairs in his costume.

"Hey, hey, hey. Check me out." He gestured to his costume, but Charlotte wasn't 100% sure what he was meant to be.

"What are you?" Henry looked at her like it was obvious.

"I'm a zombie tennis player. Cool costume, right?" He told her, but Charlotte was a bit hit and miss with it.

"Ehhh, don't you think zombies are kind of played out?" She asked him, treading carefully with her words.

"Well, yeah, regular zombies. So now, it's... boom...fresh. That's why I added the whole tennis element." He justified his decision. The doorbell rang and Henry's mom called out from upstairs.

"Hey, I think we have another trick-or-treater!" She yelled.

"Yes, I heard the doorbell!" Henry yelled back, as he went to get the door. Opening it, he saw a little boy, who was also dressed as a zombie tennis player.

'Trick or treat." He smiled up at Henry, who couldn't believe someone else had thought of his costume idea.

"You stole my costume." He said the little boy.

"Just put the candy in the sack." The kid sassed him. Henry grabbed a fistful of candy and placed it into the boy's pumpkin bag, before angrily shutting the door.

"Boom...fresh." Charlotte joked, repeating what he said earlier. Henry looked at her in annoyance as Mr and Mrs Hart came down the stairs. They too were dressed up for Halloween, but their costumes were a bit weird. 

"Henry, will you help me find my car keys?" He shouted to his son.

"No thanks!" Henry yelled back.

"Hey, interesting costumes," Charlotte told them, as they walked to the door.

"Thanks. I'm a garbage man." Mr Hart said, feeling proud of the couple's matching outfit.

"And I'm a bag of trash." Mrs Hart laughed.

"And I'm so proud to be your son." Henry raised a glass of juice to them, feeling embarrassed at how happy they were in their odd costumes.

"I am so angry!" Piper yelled as she came stomping downstairs. She too was wearing a strange outfit, as she looked like a historical old man. 

"Whoa. Who are you supposed to be?" Henry asked her, not understanding what her costume was.

"I was supposed to be Taylor Swift." She shouted.

"Well, you don't look very much like Taylor Swift." Her mother commented, infuriating Piper.

"Yeah, 'cause your husband ordered me the wrong costume." She looked angrily at her father.

"My name is dad." He tried to scold her, but parenting never went very well with Piper.

"I'm not talking to you tonight." She said, walking past him in a huff and going over to Henry.

"That's not the costume you wanted?" Her brother asked.

"No! I told dad to order me a Taylor Swift costume." She explained.

"I made a mistake!" Mr Hart held his hands up.

"And he ordered me a Jonathan Swift costume." Piper screamed, making Henry look at Charlotte in confusion.

"Who's Jonathan Swift?" Henry asked her.

"EXACTLY!" Piper shouted in anger.

"He's a very famous 18th Century author from Ireland." Charlotte explained, making everyone look at her strangely.

"What? I'm weird 'cause I'm educated?" She said rhetorically, not knowing why her facts were always thought to be weird. Mr Hart looked at his PearPhone and gasped at the time.

"Ooh, we're late for the party. We've got to go." He said to his wife.

"I just need my purse." She replied, dashing off to grab it.

"What? You're going to a party? I thought you were talking Piper trick-or-treating." Henry looked at his parents in shock-horror.

"We were."

"Now you are." They told him.

"WHAT? WAIT!" Henry tried to run after them, but they were already out the door.

"Sorry, gotta take out the trash!"

"That's me!"

"Mom, Dad, please don't make me take Piper trick-or-treating! We had a deal! You can't just..." He yelled after them, but they were in the car and driving off. Walking back inside, he slammed the door and looked at Piper with irritation.

"You think I'm happy about it?" She asked him, looking up from her phone for a brief second.

"You just listen to me. I'm in charge tonight, so you have to show me respect." He tried to assert his big-brotherness over her, but she grabbed his tennis racket and threw it away to show that she wasn't going to respect him at all. 

"Starting now." He said, going over to retrieve it.

"Hey, Halloweeners!" Jasper came in with Monica. He had his Kid Danger costume on, and even though it wasn't exactly like what Henry wore, it was quite a good costume. Monica was wearing a sweet, little cowgirl getup and she smiled as she followed Jasper.

"Have no fear.. Kid Danger is here!" He spoke to them with his hands on his hips.

"Oh.." Piper started.

"My.." Charlotte continued.

"God." Henry finished, not believing that Jasper was trying to be him.

~Swellview Park~

"Stupid Jonathan Swift, way to go, Dad." Piper grumbled to herself as the five kids walked from the last house they trick-or-treated. She was texting her friends whilst Jasper was trailing behind with Monica trying to impress her.

"So, Jasper..." She started, but the curly-haired boy interrupted her.

"Uh, uh, uh. Tonight you can call me Kid Danger." He smirked at her.

"Okay, cool. So, can I ask you something?" She smiled at him.

"Sure."

"How come your costume doesn't look quite like the real Kid Danger costume?" She asked, pointing out that Jasper had shorts on with red leggings when in reality, Kid Danger wore red trousers.

"Oh, see...By wearing this fake costume, no bad guys will ever suspect that I'm the real Kid Danger." He said on the spot, but luckily, Monica seemed to buy it.

"That makes sense, right?" He asked her.

"Yeah, that tracks." She smiled, believing what he said.

"You guys, come on! We going trick-or-treating or what?" Henry asked them, wondering what was taking so long.

"Yeah, let's do it!" Jasper said, and they rejoined the group. Henry started to tell them the plan.

"Let's start on Riverside because rich people give out great candy." Henry told them, and they agreed to target the richest people first. 

"And then we can go--" Henry was cut off as his watch started to beep and flash, telling him that Ray needed him.

"Why is your watch always beeping?" Piper asked him, as Charlotte gave him a knowing look.

"It's my boss at Junk-N-Stuff. I'll go see what he wants." He told her, which technically was the truth, just not all of it.

"I'll go with you," Charlotte said to him.

"No! We're supposed to go trick-or-treating!" Piper yelled at him, making him stop.

"Hey, I'm gonna take Monica and go hit the houses on Riverside." Jasper told them.

"Cool, we'll text you and meet up later," Charlotte said, and they both said goodbye.

"We better hurry." She mumbled to Henry.

"Yeah. Piper, let's go." He instructed his little sister.

"No. I'm not going to your stupid store." She whined, making Henry look at Charlotte in annoyance. 

"I promised Mom and Dad I'd watch you tonight." He explained.

"So, watch me stuff candy in my face." She lashed out.

"We'll take you trick-or-treating right after." Charlotte reasoned, but Piper didn't care.

"Not acceptable. If you guys don't take me trick-or-treating right now, then I'll tell Mom and Dad--" Henry had had enough. He raised his watch and fired a green laser at his sister and she fell to the ground unconscious.

"Why'd you do that?" Charlotte yelled at the blond boy.

"She was talking so much. Now, come on, we got to go see what Ray wants. Grab her feet." Henry directed her and the two grunted as they lifted the girl, shuffling off to Junk-N-Stuff.

~Junk-N-Stuff~

Inside the store, Gooch was feeding candy to his beloved flytrap.

"Omar. Omar, look. A jelly bean. Would you like a jelly bean?" Gooch cooed and the plant squawked and opened its mouth.

"Here you go. Oh yes, you chew so cutely." Gooch smiled with a sugary voice, fawning over the plant. Henry and Charlotte walked into the store, still carrying Piper.

"Henry and Charlotte. Happy Halloween." He greeted them.

"Hey."

"What's up?" They said hello back, but Gooch was confused as to why they were carrying a little girl.

"Who is that?" He asked.

"Oh, this is my little sister." Henry told him.

"Oh, and when did you kill her?" Gooch deadpanned, making Henry drop his smile.

"She's not dead." Charlotte said.

"I just stunned her." Henry explained.

"Oh good." Gooch was glad they didn't have a dead body on their hands.

"Will you keep an eye on her while we go talk to Ray?" Henry looked at the storekeeper.

"Sure." With his agreement, the two teens put her on the floor next to the counter, as the plant made some gagging noises. 

"Something wrong with Omar?" Charlotte looked funnily at Gooch.

"Well... I just gave him a jelly bean and--" He was cut off as the flytrap barfed the candy onto Piper.

"Your plant just puked on my sister." Henry said in disgust.

"Yes, no more candy for you." Gooch tickled the plant, so Charlotte and Henry walked to the elevator before anything else weird could happen.

~Down in the Man Cave~

The teens stumbled out of the elevator and looked around the Man Cave for Ray.

"Ray?" Henry shouted, making the man jump out.

"Happy Halloween!" He said happily, wearing a very peculiar lobster/cheerleader costume. He raised his pincers in the air and made them click.

"Look! I'm a cheer-lobster!" He smiled at the kids. Thinking they'd be impressed, he started dancing around and shaking his butt, but they just watched in confusion.

"Cheer-lobster?" Charlotte questioned.

"Is that, like, a thing?" Henry added.

"Yeah, it's a thing. Look. Go, team! Please don't boil me! Or use a tiny fork to remove my flesh and eat me!" Ray tried to convince them with a little cheer.

"You look more like a lobster than a cheerleader," Henry noted.

"Well, there was no room for lobster boobs," Ray said.

"Hey, where's (y/n)?" Henry suddenly noticed the lack of the young woman's friendly presence.

"Oh, she's putting her costume on. She wouldn't tell me what it is." Ray said, and no sooner than he did, the sprocket opened and (y/n) came dashing down the steps towards them. Giving a twirl, she showed off her costume. It was a red and blue female superhero outfit and Ray couldn't take his eyes off her.

"Well, what do you think? I know it's not the best but..." She looking at them all with nervous excitement and they all smiled at her efforts.

"You look awesome!"

"Yeah, really good!" The teens complimented her, but Ray said nothing, swallowing the lump that formed in his throat as his eyes raked over her curves. The woman took his silence as him not liking it and thought that the superhero gag hadn't been funny.

"Ray? Don't you like it?" She said, looking crestfallen.

"No, no, you look beautiful." He told her truthfully. His words shocked her, and she smiled down, looking bashful.

"Why did you beep Henry?" Charlotte cut through the tension, tapping the boy's watch.

"So you guys could come and see our cool costumes," Ray replied like it was no big deal.

"I told him not to." (y/n) held her hands up in defence.

"Aw, Ray. I had to zap my little sister to come here." Henry rebuked his boss.

"You killed her?" Ray asked.

"No, I just stunned her. Wait, I think it was set to stun." Henry checked his watch. 

"Stun is blue and kill is red, right?" Henry looked up at the adults.

"I don't know, I can never remember," Ray said with a wave of his pincer, making (y/n) give him a look.

"Yes, Henry, that is what they mean. At least I pay attention." She said, not looking away from the lobster.

"Can we please go trick-or-treating?" Charlotte asked in exasperation, but before anyone could reply, the Cave alarm sounded.

"Uh, oh. Trouble." Ray waddled after (y/n) as she got to the computer and helped him press the buttons.

"What's up, Gooch?" He said.

"You just received a video." Gooch told them all.

"From who?" (y/n) asked.

"From a man who claims to have captured Kid Danger." He replied, making them all knit their eyebrows together in confusion. 

"Play the video." Ray said with a suspicious voice. 

"Hey, Captain Man! It's your old friend--" The video began to play and Ray and (y/n) immediately knew who it was.

"Pause!" Ray yelled, and (y/n) hit the button with a groan.

"Jeff, that guy is so stupid!" Ray clenched his pincers in aggravation.

"How do you know him?" Henry asked having not encountered Jeff before.

"He's been a petty thief in Swellview for years. Ray's put him in jail, like, a dozen times, but he never learns." (y/n) filled him in. 

"Resume play." The video and Jeff continued talking in a moronic voice.

"So, guess what? I kidnapped your sidekick." He said.

"Aw, please don't be Jasper, please don't be Jasper." Henry wished.

"It's gonna be Jasper," Charlotte predicted.

"Take a look!" Jeff turned the camera to where he'd captured a kid, and it was definitely Jasper. He was tied up with rope and had duct tape across his mouth. 

"What a surprise twist." They said sarcastically.

"Hey, isn't that your friend with the sweaty hands who loves buckets?" Ray asked, clicking his pincer at the screen. (y/n) nodded at his words.

"Yeah, it's the bucket boy." She noted.

"How can that Jeff guy think Jasper's the real Kid Danger?" Charlotte asked.

"Oh well, see... it's because he's a moron." Ray told them.

"Yeah, huge moron." (y/n) agreed.

"Oh and I also kidnapped Kid Danger's woman." He showed them Monica, and she was gagged and bound too. Ray rubbed his face with his claw as Jeff started to make demands.

"Now, if you ever want to see them again, better bring me like... a million dollars. Oh, and I want two big-n-beefys from Inside Out Burger. With fries. And don't forget the million dollars." Jeff ended the video. His requests were really dumb and (y/n) and Ray rolled their eyes with a sigh.

"What? Is that guy insane?" Henry asked.

"Yeah! Nobody can eat two big-n-beefys." Charlotte joined in.

"Not with fries." 

"Whatever. Come on, Henry. Let's go rescue your friend." Ray sighed, taking his gum tube out and popping a gumball.

"I--I can't go with you." Henry told Ray.

"Why can't you?" Charlotte looked at him in confusion.

"Because Jasper really likes that girl." Henry didn't want to ruin Jasper's chances with Monica, even if he had been lying to her.

"So?" Ray asked him.

"He made her think that he's Kid Danger. So now, if I show up there with you, she's gonna know he was lying." Henry explained.

"Shouldn't he find a girl who likes him for who he really is?" (y/n) asked, speaking from experience. Yeah, Captain Man was hot, but Ray's adorable personality captured her heart first.

"That's never gonna happen." Charlotte said, and Henry agreed with her. Jasper's odd personality was a repellant for girls.

"All right, I'll go rescue your friend." He said, looking annoyed.

"All right, but when you're there you gotta act like he's the real Kid Danger."

"I know how to act." Ray snapped, chewing his gumball, but before he could blow, (y/n) butted in.

"Can I go with you?" She asked, looking at Ray with hopeful eyes. Normally, she would never fight bad guys, but this was Jeff and she wanted to go out in her costume at least once.

"What? It's way too dangerous." Ray insisted.

"Come on, it's just Jeff. And I'll stay back from any serious fighting." She pleaded, stepping closer to him.

"Captain Man doesn't do guided tours around criminal hideouts." He tried to be firm with her, but she looked up at him with big, round eyes and pursed lips.

"Pretty please?" She batted her eyelashes at him, making him groan.

"Ugh, fine. But you do as I say and you stay behind me." Ray said sternly, but she just squealed and threw her arms around his neck.

"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you." She bounced up and down before letting go and running to the back of the Man Cave to find a spare mask. Ray blew his bubble and snapped into his super suit.

"You really gonna let her fight bad guys?" Charlotte looked at him, not believing that he would let (y/n) get in harm's way.

"I can keep her safe..." Was all he got to reply, as the young woman in question came bounding over, a mask on her face. They walked over to the tubes together, and Ray slapped his belt.

"Good luck!" Henry called at them.

"We don't need luck. It's Jeff." (y/n) said groaning out his name.

"Up the tube." Ray said in a bored voice, but on the inside, his stomach was fluttering at the thought of (y/n) fighting in her tight costume.

~Jeff's apartment~

Jeff had Jasper and Monica tied up in two chairs, and he was trying to feed them some nachos. The chip crumbled against Jasper's lips as he turned his head away. Monica had whispered to him to free himself and kick some ass Kid Danger style, but he was in way over his head. Suddenly, the door opened, revealing Captain Man and an unknown female superhero. They both groaned and shut the door again, confusing Jeff.

"Captain Man!" Monica cried out in joy.

"Uh-oh," Jasper said, worried that Captain Man would expose him. Ray kicked down the door, allowing him and (y/n) to step inside dramatically. 

"Dude, the door wasn't even locked." Jeff whined.

"I know, Jeff. But I don't like you, so I smashed your door." He said in his Captain Man voice.

"Who's the pretty chick?" Jeff looked up and down (y/n)'s body making her tense in disgust. Seeing Jeff's gaze on her, Ray stepped in front of her and puffed out his chest at Jeff, as if to say 'back off, she's mine.'

"She's my temporary sidekick, Miss Danger." Ray growled at him, (y/n) loving how he acted when in his superhero persona. 

"Hey, I don't see any hamburgers. Where are my big-n-beefys?" Jeff questioned with the chip bag still in his hand.

"The only thing you're going to get that's big and beefy will be your cellmate in jail." (y/n) quipped, moving to Ray's side and placing her hands on her hips.

"Okay, when do I get my million dollars?" The moron asked, not understanding that Captain Man and Miss Danger weren't going to give him a cent.

"Okay, you're too stupid to talk to. Sit." Ray instructed him and Jeff did as he was told. The pair walked over to the kids and began to untie them.

"Hey, Kid Danger. We were worried about you." Ray said, loosening Jasper's ropes as (y/n) worked on Monica's.

"Uh... thanks, boss. I was worried about you and uh, Miss Danger too." Jasper followed, relieved that the superhero was keeping up his lie.

"Well, we knew you didn't need us to take down a petty criminal like Jeff." (y/n) played along, throwing Monica's ropes to the side. 

"Oh yeah, I was just about to bust out of those ropes and rain down some pain on that dude." Jasper said excitedly, trying to impress his crush.

"Okay, Kid Danger...Go do it." Ray said, spinning Jasper around and pushing him towards Jeff.

"Huh?" The curly-haired boy really didn't want to fight the man, even if he was an easy opponent.

"Go show that criminal who's boss." (y/n) smirked at Ray, who returned the look.

"Yeah, Kid Danger, go bust him up. I love it when boys fight." Monica cheered, ready to see the 'sidekick' in action. 

"Don't we all?" (y/n) nodded, not seeing how Ray smiled at her words.

"Okay...This is what you get for breaking into people's cars and kidnapping us on Halloween." Jasper threatened Jeff, who wasn't very scared of the puny kid. He punched him on his chest, but it wasn't very hard, so Jeff just looked down in confusion. Not wanting Jasper to look uncool, Ray fired his laser at the criminal, sending him to the floor. Jasper looked in awe at his fist, amazed that he 'brought down' the large man. 

"That was for you, Monica." He smiled at the girl, who blushed in her chair.

"Way to go, K-D." She smiled back.

"Yeah, great job, Kid Danger. Can I talk to you for a second? Miss Danger, keep an eye on the girl." Ray said as he pulled Jasper into a corner.

"Listen, Captain Man." Jasper started uneasily.

"Yes?" Ray looked at him.

"I'm not really Kid Danger." Jasper whispered, annoying Ray.

"I know that. Now, don't you think you should tell someone else?" Captain Man told him, wanting him to come clean.

"Miss Danger?" Jasper tried.

"NO! She's not stupid, of course, she already knows!" Ray hissed back.

"But if I tell her the truth, she won't like me anymore." Jasper revealed his insecurities.

"How old are you son?" Ray put an empathetic hand on his arm.

"13," Jasper replied.

"Then you're way too young to be lying to girls." Ray advised him, even though it wasn't the best advice he could give.

"Listen, kid, one day, you're gonna find a girl, and she'll have your heart completely, even if she never knows it. You shouldn't be worrying about it yet though." Ray genuinely said from his heart, trying to make the kid braver in love than he was.

"Okay, I'll tell her." Jasper agreed.

"Good boy." Jasper walked to Monica, who was stood up next to (y/n). The young woman walked back to Ray, wanting to give them some space.

"All right, we're gonna take this idiot back to jail." Ray said, kicking Jeff with his boot.

"Get up, stupid." (y/n) said down to the man. He sat up and began eating his chips again.

"You are riding my last nerve. Get up." Ray grabbed the bag from his hands and began whacking Jeff with it. He and (y/n) yanked his coat and dragged him up, taking him outside to the Man Van.

"I don't wanna go to jail." He slurred, still feeling the effects of the laser.

"Shut up, Jeff." They said simultaneously, making them giggle. Ray started up the Man Van, and (y/n) clipped in her seat belt, Jeff securely in handcuffs in the back of the van. They had only been driving for a few minutes when Jeff spoke again.

"Hey, pretty lady, can I get your number?" He piped up, aggravating Ray again.

"JEFF!" It was going to a long ride to the jailhouse.

#fanfiction #captain man x reader #kid danger #nickelodeon #miles macklin #danger force season 3 #chapa de silva #dangerverse #mika macklin #henry hart #henry danger #danger force #ray manchester x reader #ray manchester #jace norman #bomika #x reader #reader insert #reader x character #female reader #readerxcharacter #fanfic #fluff #fluffy #halloween #series

[grogusmum]

These questions are so freakin’ good!

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Please!

Hello, wee sweet menace!

Thanks for your ask!💚

Okay, do you prefer writing original characters, reader inserts, or a mix of both? 

I tend to write reader inserts, but I think especially in my series it's very hard to have a truly blank slate, (and sort of boring) so they are sort of OCs without physical descriptions- I'm careful (though surely make mistakes) with that they do so I'm not coding them as any size, race, etc. So they're sort of hybrids, I guess.

Next, what's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

Um... I'm not sure if they are all that weird, Of course, I did a lot of research on selkies for Seven Tears- lore of male vs female selkies, how they become etc. But also what mid-20th century Ireland was like, the Irish language, boats of the time, and popular names etc, what are popular names of Irish people of color, so I was sure to not white code the main family. For my Oberyn and Merling fic - Mermie anatomy for... reasons 👀 Sometimes it's not that its weird its how much you actually USE the information!

Finally, name three good things going on in your life right now

oof, we are going through a rough patch so this is probably a good exercise for me!

1. I had a little cancer, well scare is too strong a word... um, a cancer worry, but I'm fine so that's good news. 2. I'll be getting a raise at work next month. 3. I feel like I am starting to emerge from a writer's dry spell, maybe... I hope

writers' truth or dare ask game

#a wee menace in my inbox 💚 #ask games answered

[theharrowing]

❥ JIMIN MASTER LIST

❣ All lists are in order of date posted with the most recent updates at the top!

❥ JIMIN X READER

❣ Note: Sometimes there are still mem x mem relationships in my reader insert stories. If that bothers you, please do not proceed. 

♡ - fluff | ☽ - smut | ☁ - angst | ✎ - wip | ☆ - personal fav

An Ghealach | oneshot, 9k words ❣ Jimin x Female Reader | ☽ ☁ ❣ strangers to lovers, speculative horror au ⚠ dubcon, use of magic to confuse & coerce, blood & gore, major character off-screen death, horror themes - see fic warnings ↳ Field Linguist Jimin Park travels to a remote island called An Ghealach off the coast of Ireland to research and document an endangered language, just in time for the community’s Beltane festivities. What he encounters is both horrifying and mesmerizing beyond his wildest dreams.

Adrenaline | drabble, 1.7k words ❣ Hoseok x Female Reader x Jimin | ☽ ❣ no relationship established, idol au, poly, porn without plot ↳ You and Jimin celebrate with Hoseok—aka Jay—after his Hobipalooza performance

The Hooksborough Demon | 14 parts, 20k words, ☆ ❣ Yoongi x Female Reader x Jimin | ♡ ☽ ☁ ❣ established & friends to lovers, horror au, found footage au ⚠ haunting imagery, gore, possible character death - see fic warnings ↳ You and two friends ventured into the location of an urban legend with the intention of exploring an abandoned building and having a laugh at small town lore for clout. But after a series of mysterious events, you’ve turned to a forum a year later to try to piece everything together, and to find out what the fuck happened to Yoongi & Jimin.

Sharing is Caring | oneshot, 4.2k words ❣ OT7 x Female Reader | ♡ ☽ ❣ established & strangers to lovers, porn without plot, poly ↳ Your date with Taehyung ends with a bang when his roommates invite themselves into his bedroom, one by one.

❥ JIMIN X MEMBER

♡ - fluff | ☽ - smut | ☁ - angst | ✎ - wip | ☆ - personal fav

Ghost Friend | drabble, 1.8k words ❣ Yoongi x Jimin (platonic) | ☁ ❣ friends who encounter a ghost, haunted house au, crack treated seriously, tagged as “angst” but it’s the tiniest bit of hurt/comfort ⚠ Yoongi is a ghost, and is therefore dead ↳ Yoongi’s spirit has stayed in his dilapidating home for decades. One day, Jimin and his friends Taehyung and Jungkook decide to visit the property, and Jimin makes a ghost friend. Or, the one where Jimin is totally Jean Grey.

Denim & Strawberry | onesot, 19.6k, ☆ ❣ Yoongi x Jimin | ♡ ☽ ❣ friends to lovers, burlesque au ↳ When Yoongi gets invited to watch his crush perform, he has no idea what to expect. Jimin stripping on stage and singing a sultry little number while tugging on his hair is definitely not what Yoongi had in mind, but who is he to complain?

The Ghost of You On My Skin | oneshot, 11k words ❣ Jungkook x Jimin x Yoongi | ♡ ☽ ☁ ❣ established & strangers to lovers, monster fucking ⚠ illusory blood sucking & vore - see fic warnings ↳ Jungkook and Jimin travel to a remote island in hopes that the trip will allow them to unwind and reconnect. When their plans turn on them and they wind up lost in the woods, they seek refuge with a mysterious stranger who opens their eyes to a world of desire beyond anything they have experienced before.

Arcade Concessions | oneshot, 14.4k words ❣ Jimin x Taehyung | ♡ ☽ ☁ ❣ feat. Yoongi x Jungkook ❣ idiot friends to loves, requited unrequited, the angst is light ↳ After listening to Jimin whine one too many times about needing to get laid—and feeling the need himself—Taehyung sets the two of them up on a double date with two others. However, over the course of the date, the two of them realize that the feelings they thought were unrequited for the other are, in fact, reciprocated, accidentally third-wheeling their dates in the process.

JiKook Week Shorts ↳ A tiny collection of shorts for a JiKook Week event

red. | drabble, 1.2k words ❣ Jungkook x Jimin | ☽ ☁ ❣ established (kind of), vampire au ⚠ blood sucking & heart stopping ↳ Jungkook despises the monster he has become, but he cannot bring himself to despise the man who cursed him.

Baby | drabble, 1.2k words ❣ Jimin x Jungkook | ♡ ☽ ☁ ❣ fuck buddies, sex worker + cop au, no plot ↳ Jimin, aka Baby, doesn’t let just anyone have him for free. What a shame that the man he likes spending time with the most is a cop.

Mine | oneshot, 4.3k words ❣ Jungkook x Jimin | ☽ ❣ strangers to lovers, royalty au, very little plot ↳  Prince Jungkook sets his sights on his father’s new favorite concubine, and Jimin shows his prince pleasure beyond anything he has ever felt before. Rumor | 5 parts, under 500 words, social media au ❣ Jungkook x Jimin | ♡ ❣ strangers & coworkers to lovers, actor au ↳ While working on their latest film, sparks fly between Jimin and Jungkook. They try to deny the allegations, but fans, friends and coworkers won’t stop talking, forcing them to consider, “What if?”

The Magic Shop | oneshot, 15.7k words ❣ Namjoon x Jimin | ☽ ♡ ❣ feat. Taehyung x Jungkook ❣ established & strangers to lovers, partner swap, bdsm, very little plot ↳ Namjoon & his husband Taehyung visit The Magic Shop, an exclusive swingers club. There they meet a beautiful couple that likes to engage in the same kind of play, and they decide to swap for the night.

Smile Pretty for the Camera | oneshot, 11.7k words   ❣ Namjoon x Jimin | ☽ ♡ ❣ feat. a hint of Jungkook ❣ friends with benefits, exhibitionist, porn au, very little plot ↳ Namjoon’s good friends Jimin & Jungkook are always coming up with schemes to make extra money, and when he learns they plan to shoot a porn he’s not too surprised. They are, after all, the hot, confident power couple of the friend group. What Namjoon does not expect, however, is Jimin confessing that he’d like to rail Namjoon while Jungkook films.

Stuck | oneshot, 4.1k words ❣ Jungkook x Taehyung x Jimin | ☽ ❣ friends to lovers, very little plot, stuck in the wall ⚠ dubcon ↳ While exploring an abandoned building with his two best friends Jimin & Taehyung, Jungkook gets stuck in a wall.

Pretty in Pink (Make Him Purr) | oneshot, 15k words, ☆ ❣ Yoongi x OT6 | ♡ ☽ ☁ ❣ established relationships, canon compliant, animal play, marathon sex, light angst, very little plot ↳ Yoongi—long-established power top of the group—secretly wishes he could shed all of his responsibility and allow the members to take care of his needs while he’s dressed in a frilly pink kitten outfit. Well, it was a secret until Namjoon discovers the outfit, pulling the cat out of the bag, so to speak, and forcing Yoongi to decide whether to show that side of himself to the rest of the guys.

All Tangled Up | oneshot, 8k words ❣ Jimin x Jungkook | ♡ ☽ ❣ established relationship, in the soop au, canon compliant, very little plot ↳ After a night of drinking and having fun, Jimin gets himself tangled in Jungkook’s mosquito net, and Jungkook has to take care of him.

Tendrils | oneshot, 4.6k words ❣ Seokjin x Jimin | ♡ ☽ ❣ strangers to lovers, monster fucking au, tentacle porn ⚠ mildly dubious consent ↳ While cruising the club for an easy hookup, Jimin meets a handsome stranger with a dark secret. (Or, Jimin gets spit-roasted on Seokjin’s tentacles and makes a big, sexy fucking mess.)

❥ STORIES WHERE JIMIN IS A SECONDARY CHARACTER

♡ - fluff | ☽ - smut | ☁ - angst | ✎ - wip | ☆ - personal fav

❥ MEMBER X READER

Boy Blue | 46 parts, 89 words + images of texts ❣ Taehyung x Female Reader x Yoongi | ♡ ☽ ☁ ❣ feat. Jungkook x Reader, Hoseok x Reader, Namjoon x Reader (kind of), Original Female Character x Reader, MxM ships ❣ strangers to lovers, college au, poly, hurt/comfort ⚠ graphic violence, dub/noncon, infidelity, drug use, yandere behavior (stalking, gaslighting, etc.) - see fic warnings ↳ While going through a painful but necessary breakup, you meet someone who is patient, kind, and understanding; everything you last ex was not. Or is he?

❥ MEMBER X MEMBER

Showstopper | 4 parts, 31.5k words, ✎ ❣ Hoseok x Yoongi | ♡ ☽ ☁ ❣ strangers to lovers, model & photographer au ↳ Hoseok knows the rumors. Everyone in the industry knows the rumors. Min Yoongi is a player. Min Yoongi is a snake. Stand in front of Min Yoongi’s camera, and you will be just another one of his victims—prey for him to use as he pleases and toss away when he gets bored.

Dollhouse | 25 parts, 178.3k words, ☆ ❣ Hoseok x Namjoon, Jungkook x Yoongi | ♡ ☽ ☁ ❣ feat. Taehyung x Jimin, Hoseok x Taehyung x Jimin ❣ established & strangers to lovers, sci-fi au, body swap, poly ⚠ infidelity, graphic violence, major character injury, unhappy ending ↳ Hoseok’s job is simple: He enters the host’s body, he confiscates or terminates the target, and he gets back into his own body by dinnertime. Easy peasy. Until a host comes along whose body he becomes obsessed with and he questions whether or not he wants to come back to the real world or leave his old life behind.

Collateral | series, 22 parts, 222k words, ✎☆ ❣ Yoongi x Female Reader x Namjoon | ♡ ☽ ☁ ❣ feat. Taehyung x Jungkook, Seokjin x Hoseok, Jungkook x Reader ❣ strangers to lovers, mafia au, poly ⚠ drug use, graphic violence, dark themes - see fic warnings ↳Your ex-boyfriend gets in over his head working for the local mafia, and Boss Min has come to collect his payment: You. But was it simply a matter of being in the wrong place at the wrong time? Or has he always had his sights on you?

Abyss | 5 parts, 51k words ❣ Seokjin x Taehyung x Jungkook | ♡ ☽ ☁ ❣ feat. Seokjin x Yoongi, mention of Taehyung x Namjoon ❣ friends & strangers to lovers, college au, hurt/comfort, poly ⚠ age gap, toxic relationships, intense sex without proper aftercare ↳ Campus fuckboy Taehyung likes to break hearts. After Jungkook falls victim to Taehyung’s games, Seokjin has decided that he’s going to take revenge by making Taehyung fall in love, only to give him a taste of his own medicine.

m. list home | namjoon | seokjin | yoongi | hoseok | jimin | taehyung | jungkook

#jimin master list #jimin fanfic #jimin smut #jimin fluff #jimin scenarios #jimin x reader #jimin x member

[nikethestatue]

SJM LIVE RECAP 

ACOTAR world - she got the idea for ACOTAR in 2008-09

She couldn’t get a job and she ‘heard’ Feyre’s voice narrating the first chapter of ACOTAR. And all of a sudden she saw the entirety of the ACOTAR world open up.

She used to publish 2 books a year--TOG and ACOTAR.

She rewrote all of ACOMAF. Romance with Rhys and Feyre was there from the beginning. She added the Prison and many other things.

She sold the trilogy first, and by ACOMAF she knew that she wanted to write more. She began writing before she ended the trilogy. 

Women’s trauma:

She never sits down to write about trauma. Connects to her characters, and her own anxiety and depression were written, subconsciously, into Feyre.

ACOSF was very personal to her. Nesta is a character she loves. SJM was severely disconnected from herself for a few years. She was in an emotional hole, had panic attacks. She was in a place which was very similar to Nesta’s. She reread the book recently and was sad for herself, remembering how low she felt. She climbed out of the emotional hole with Nesta. 

(some major self-inserting in Nesta/ACOSF)

The hike that Cassian and NEsta took was done in New Zealand which was very emotional to her. She was in a rough spot and it was a healing land, and something about it and that land spoke to her. She walked step by step with Nesta. She left that trip much clearer. 

She also wanted to shut off her brain and Nesta walking in circles up and down the stairs was how she felt inside her head.

She wanted inner peace--and that’s what Ataraxia means.

Found family:

Always love the sense of finding a place in the world with people she likes.

Nesta was fearful that her new friends would find what a piece of shit she is. Gwyn and Emerie love her for it, and don’t walk away.

She always lets the men be in background

Cassian was watching the Blood Rite in a magic mirror, in the 1st draft. He wasn’t with Az going after Eris. 

She needed to ‘scramble for some shit for him to do’. (pretty obvious)

When  you explode girl, make sure it’s heard across the worlds was referenced in when Nesta exploded thinking he died.

Confirmed by SJM that Tamlin is ‘abusive’

She is lucky enough to be married to a guy who is her partner and her best friend and they face things together. THey share the duties and are in it together. Every person deserves to have someone who respects them.

She loves Rhys. She will love him forever.

This man is so hot and he was a gift to her.

She liked writing Nesta hating Rhys. She likes writing Rhys from other people’s POV

Nesta and Rhys will have more things to work out. There will be things that will come up in future books.

Nesta is jealous of Feyre and Feyre’s newfound family. She Made the House because she needed friends. 

She knows where she wants the series to go. 

Some moments of discovery happen along the way, like Lanthys in Prison. 

The map gets filled in as Feyre learns more about it.

We’ll find out more about the Continent.

Long convo about the bog in Ireland which inspired the Oorid scene.

5 questions from readers:

What does she like about each sister?

Feyre: her compassion and that she even at her lowest felt for others. Unbreakable compassion for others and herself.

Nesta: she loves SO MANY THINGS about Nesta. Loves Nesta’s obsession with Smut and smutty books.

Elain: Elain is the quiet dreamer. She’s got a different sort of strength from Nesta and Feyre. 

She loves that Nesta isnt afraid of anyone. Loves the scene when she meets with Helion and ignores him.

Loves writing about reflection on one’s darkness and that you aren’t doomed to be an asshole forever.

When Feyre went to the Weaver’s cottage is one of her favorite scenes because she realised that she was strong. Same with Nesta when she went to Oorid and fought the kelpie--she reached for her power.

SJM wouldnt last a moment in the BD. 

SJM is obsessed with Cassian.

The worst moment was when her dad began reading the part where Nesta was blowing Cassian in the dining room.

Will we be getting Elain and Azriel in the next book?

you’ll get more of Elain in the next book. She hasn’t written it. She will not say anything more. 

HOSAB 3 is next

She is under contract for 3 HOSAB books, and there are 4 Houses.

(she basically ignored the Elain question)

TOG might not be over.

The door is not fully closed on the TOG world.

#SJM Live #ACOTAR #ACOSF

[butterfly-writer]

Unsolved Attraction

Katsuki Bakugou x Foreigner[Irelands]!Male!Reader

Summary: A charming boy from the Irelands, comes to Japan to train more on his quirk and somehow, Bakugou takes interest in him.

[SLIGHT SEASON 3-4 SPOILERS?]

★☽A/N: Before I start, I wanna thanks my friend for helping me decide the prompt and title <33

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I do apologise if it doesn’t sound like a foreigner!reader-

Katsuki Bakugou wasn’t really that amazed of a new student but he was damn thankful that you replaced Mineta, cause the dude got fucking respect for women (thank you mother Bakugou). And thought you were just a mere extra honestly.

Was he intimidated by you? If you have a more scary personality then yes, he would be just a bit, but if you don’t seem to have a scary personality then he would not.

The dude was rather impressed by your control over your quirk and he thought you were rivalling with him.

He probably made fun of you for your accent for no goddamn reason, and maybe some of you may be insecure about your accent and when he sees the signs of discomfort from his insults, then he would stop and just walk away from the scene.

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“You all will be having an exchange student, who's replacing Mineta because of his sexual harassment to the girls,” Aizawa explained to the students of Class 1A. “You may come in,” Aizawa allowed the exchange student to come in as he looked at the door. It opened to reveal a H/C hair colored boy with [Color-skin] and a [tall/short] figure. “If any of you have a question, please ask now,” a hand raised up, “yes, Midoriya?” Midoriya put down his hand and asked, “What’s your quirk??” Midoriya asked with pure curiosity, “my quirk is [Insert quirk and what it does].” Midoriya listened all in awe and took out his notebook and started to write it down on his Hero Analysis.

‘What the fuck- where the heck did that came from?’ M/n thought, looking at Midoriya strangely. “Yes, Iida?” Aizawa responded, the blue haired student stood up and raised down his hand, “please, introduce yourself,” M/n forgotten to introduce himself, he chuckled and bowed down, “my name is L/N M/N, and I will be your bitch of a classmate from now on,” he finished and stood up again. Some of the students were taken back from ‘I will be your bitch of a classmate from now on’. “Please go and take a seat over there,” Aizawa instructed and gestured to your assigned seat. Some of the students were intrigued by the exchange student and wanted to know more about him, even Bakugou was a bit intrigued.

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After class was over, some- well most- of the 1A students went to M/n’s seat and started asking questions.

“What’s your favourite tea? I always wanted to give some tea to some new students!” Momo asked, then suggested, in which he reply with, “Ah, I like [insert tea name] / I don’t usually drink tea.” She smiled and said she would get M/n some welcoming tea when you move into the dorms, and in which he nodded.

“Are you from around here or?” Mina asked curiously, “Oh! I’m from Irelands, I wanted to study here since I heard this place got some good quirk exercises and I wanna be as strong than before, lol ,” M/n answered with a small nervous chuckle.

After a while, the students eventually stopped asking and when the teacher went in, everyone went back to their assigned seats. As the class went on, the blonde boy looked at the new student, “just another extra, tch,” he softly muttered before looking back at Present Mic, who was explaining the topic. “Alright! That’s all my listeners, you’re all dismissed for today’s English class, see you all the next time we meet!” Present Mic loudly said and walked out with a few stuff with him. Everyone sighed with relief because it was a break then around 2 periods before lunch. Most of the students walked up to their friends’ tables and chatted with them.

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It’s been a couple of weeks with M/n studying in U.A and Bakugou surprisingly allowed M/n to hang with him and the Bakusquad, which M/n find strange considering that he saw his little speech during the Sport Festival, he can still remember his words.

“I just wanna say… I’m gonna win.” That’s all he said! In such a calm voice and straight face, everyone, of course, was furious by it. M/n still remember that when they saw it on TV back in the Irelands. ‘This guy really has an ego,’ he thought as a sweat tear went down his cheek. “L/N!” M/n turned around to see a Pikachu-like friend run towards him. “Bro, what?” He asked Kaminari, “we’re hanging out after school,” “Bitch- We as in?” Kaminari stood frozen for a moment, “A- Bakusquad, duh.” M/n didn’t waste a minute to reply, “no.”

“WHATTTTT????” Kaminari shouted up to M/n ears, “damn, are you and Present Mic related? You’re as loud and annoying as him,” Denki paused for a second, “Huh?” M/n sighed and grabbed Denki by the back of his collar and dragged him to the next period in their assigned classroom. “Sure, we can,” was all he said, Denki smiled as M/n dragged him off to the next period.

· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ You know what? I’m just gonna skip to Bakugou confessing ♡

“OI SHORTY/GIANT!” The anger issued student yelled out to the short/tall figure. “Hm?” The H/C haired guy turned around to see the blonde stomping over to him, ‘oh shit, am I fucked or something? Why the fuck is he coming towards me so angrily?’ Millions of incomes ran through his head and before he knew it, Bakugou was already in front of him. “Come to my dorm later,” was all he said before stomping away, leaving M/n standing there in utter confusion. Kirishima and Sero were the only ones who knew what’s going down but they ain’t gonna snitch.

“What do you think that was all about?” M/n asked his friend. “Bro- What if he’s gay for you?” M/n just chuckled, “I know he’s gay but I doubt he’s gay for me, I know I’m sexy but-” “Bro shut the fuck up, you ain’t sexy,” “FUCKING RUDE, UGH.” M/n’s friend chuckled by his sudden loudest response.

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It was already the end of the day, M/n was already exhausted from all the lessons and some extra since he was behind on some of the subjects since he had started school in U.A during midterm. “I feel like I just been run over many…many… trucks,” which made Kirishima chuckled, “you do realised you gotta go to Bakugou’s dorm room later, he did say so and you don’t want him to explode,” M/n groaned, “UGHHHH~ Do I have to!?” Gesturing. “Yes, yes you do, N/n,” Kirishima responded. M/n sighed and waved goodbye to Kirishima and went back to his dorm room

Once he had reached his level, he went and changed in his dorm room, “looking fine, I guess,” he went out of his dorm and decided to go to Bakugou’s dorm to see what’s up.

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“What up asshole, what do you need?-” He said and was dragged inside the moment Bakugou opened the door and saw him. Katsuki dragged him to his floor and tossed him on it. Falling on his butt with a THUT, “BRO, WHAT THE FUCK?? My butt hurts now…” M/n mumbled, rubbing his butt while groaning. Anger issues walked up and sat down in front of M/n, facing him. M/n sighed, “ok, so what is it?” Bakugou inhaled and mumbled something as he exhaled. “Spit it out,” M/n said, getting impatient. “GEEZ! ALRIGHT! I fucking like you!” Like what now? “Sure? I like you too?” Bakugou’s eyebrow twitched, “I like, like you..” M/n sighed in annoyance, “elaborate, Bakugou.”

“I FUCKING LIKE YOU ROMANTICALLY SHORTY/GIANT!” Bakugou blurted out loudly, surely the entire floor heard him confess. “Oh- OH!” It took a while for the short/tall student to realise what he just said and he was rather stunt by it. “You- Love me?” “Yeah- no shit, dumbass.”

M/n was still stunted by it, “You’re joking--- right?” Bakugou grabbed him by the collar, “I am not! You're fucking amazing, you have ambition and I admire that!!” Bakugou shouted to M/n’s face. “...You think I’m cool?-” Bakugou wanted to beat the shit out of the oblivious M/n. “Be honest with me, M/n.” M/n was completely caught off guard! Katsuki was using his actual name instead of Shorty/Giant! “...Do you like me or not? Romantically, shithead.” Bakugou bowed his head down. M/n just sat there, looking confused as nothing came to mind. “...I-I guess I do? I loved how your behaviour has improved and I enjoy your company along with the other guys and Mina-! You're awesome...!!” A slight blush from embarrassment and confusion appeared across his face.

Utter silence filled the room. Until a laugh was heard, a loud one. M/n looked up to see Bakugou laughing, up to the point that he’s crying from joy, “You alright?” M/n is so confused with Bakugou’s reaction from his little confession. Bakugou just sat there, facing M/n. ‘You know what?! Fuck it!!!’ M/n quickly thought as he moved towards Bakugou, aggressively grabbing him by the collar and colliding both their lips together. Katsuki was taking it back from the kiss before pulling M/n closer to him which took M/n quite a shock.

Katsuki was first to pull back, M/n was out of breath from that long kiss. “So- what now?--” M/n broke the short silence in the room, “we’re dating now dumbass,” Kats blunted out.

“Alright! Wait– can I call you Kitkat?”

“NO!”

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★☽A/N: Thank for you reading this! A note/like would be appreciated ^^

[morebedsidebooks]

Last Gender Volume 3 by Taki Rei

Last Gender brings a very emotional finale with its third volume. BAR California hosts a gay wedding, some previous characters also make appearances allowing us to see how they’re doing, and readers are finally clued into the backstory of the club’s owner and creation of BAR California. Again, Kodansha USA has a content warning: “references to suicide, child abuse, murder, and depictions of bigotry and violence against LGBTQIA+ people”. Some of this is graphically depicted. Taki’s art remains vivid and intense. I’ll also point out the child abuse includes sexual abuse, discussed more than directly shown on page. As in previous volumes one and two resources are also listed with the addition of Childhelp serving the US and Canada for crisis intervention or information related to child abuse. I’ll add here specifically regarding child sexual abuse the organization Stop It Now! in the US which further has a separate age 14-21 helpline What’s OK in addition to resources for adult survivors, or branches in the UK & Ireland, and Australia.

Last Gender further somewhat breaks from formula in that unlike previous instances where characters (over) speak for themselves, someone else through his past connection reveals the owner’s backstory (!). Along with the reason for the title of the series. But there’s little to reflect the ethical dilemma of the former. Tetsuya (and his relation in all this) is still inserting himself when and where he may not be wanted too. At least when it comes to the subject of people who haven’t found the right vocabulary to describe aspects of themselves, prefer unlabeled and/or, are questioning any aspects of themselves such is viewed as just as valid and worth inclusion as the identities of previous characters. (Since Tetsuya brings up ‘the “Q” that stands for “questioning”’ Q generally is read as queer, but questioning is also folded into, or another added to the acronym.) I only wish the character of the owner held the reigns more so to speak and there was better respect shown. Just as previously when Mao talks about choosing who is worthy to trust with his true self, in the real world survivors also deserve their stories to be told or not on their terms.

Rounding out the volume is a lovely message at the end from Taki Rei that talks about an overreaching theme of the series, perception and judgement. Whether one is part of a minority or not they have probably still encountered the surprise and hurt of others assessing and making assumptions based on simple things. So, while the wider world changes, work on ourselves and how we think of and treat others is also important.

All in all, Last Gender is truly a significant recent comic series both in and outside of Japan.

  Last Gender: When We Are Nameless by Taki Rei is available in English, volume 3 translated by Mishima Kitan, in print and digital (depending on platform/region) from Kodansha USA

Note: I am sad to say some of the printing issues again cropped up in my copy of volume three. So, if possible, check any physical copy beforehand.

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[spann-stann]

Let’s start with a point of agreement: our goal, as people who live in a civilized modern society, is a system of government which is responsible. Good government is responsible government. The equivalence is a tautology. The question is: how shall we secure for ourselves the blessings of responsible government? Or as Pope put it:

"For forms of government let fools contest;Whate’er is best administer’d is best:"

Unless you had quite an unusual education, you grew up believing that the problem is solved: constitutional democracy is the best mechanism for producing responsible government. It certainly produces something. Let’s call this something, whatever it is, moral responsibility.

Here at UR, we see constitutional democracy as a sort of large hydatid cyst,1 cuddled gently in the skull alongside one’s actual neural tissue. The intrepid reader, with the instruments this blog provides, can extract the creature in the comfort and privacy of her own shower stall. As the neurosurgeon, Dr. Ahmad, notes: “The space was filled with saline at the end of operation.”

Which is certainly one option. But it leaves the patient a bit of a nihilist. The obvious drop-in replacement is royalism, of course—royalism is really just reverting the changes, as we say in my line of work. So here at UR we give it up for all royalists. 

For example, I have no hesitation in calling for the King of Thailand to throw off the reins of the transnationalists, obey the wishes of the people, and return the country to full independence and royal government. I have also previously noted that any corporate descendant of the old Union of England, Scotland and Ireland, including but not limited to West Virginia, is entitled to restore the Stuarts through the Princes of Liechtenstein. If you wonder what this would mean for you, personally, try the simple exercise of reading your quality local fishrag for a month, noting the top headline, and asking: “How would Hereditary Prince Alois handle this?”

But royalism, even if you stick a “neo-” on the front, is just too old-fashioned to appeal to some. So we also offer an extra decorative touch, available for a mere $19.95, in which the customer can fill her cyst’s void with our own synthetic organ of government. We call it neocameralism, and it is very fresh.

Neocameralism informs the surrounding neural tissue that the best mechanism for producing responsibility in government is for governments to be administered as sovereign joint-stock corporations, controlled absolutely by their shareholders, who hold the master encryption keys for the government’s invincible robot armies. At some risk of oxymoronism, this could be even be described as private government. It creates quite a different form of responsibility—financial responsibility.

Of course, it’s entirely possible that our so-called “cyst” could be a healthy, normal lobe of your brain. That our sinister, unapproved product could in fact insert a strange translucent, globelike parasite, which will control your destiny and lead you to an awful end. Ha ha! Yes, young Jedi, we are asking you to choose. Wield the red saber for the first time! Then visit our Sith Library, and learn the truth about this so-called “Council.” You already know what they say about us.

In other words, the financial responsibility created by joint-stock sovereignty would be much more desirable, in terms of quality of life for most residents, than the moral responsibility which we presently enjoy thanks to constitutional democracy. Or so I assert.

But this is a dangerous assertion, because history teaches us very quickly that there are many worse things than constitutional democracy. I claim to be encouraging you to exchange the path of evil for the road of enlightenment, but I could be doing just the opposite. And even if I’m not, the surgery I recommend is traumatic by definition. The procedure has never been attempted, let alone tested, and the implant is something I whipped up in my garage out of spare helicopter parts. On the other hand, do you really want to go through life with a worm in your head?

So let’s get down to details, and compare the moral responsibility of constitutional democracy with the financial responsibility of the sovereign joint-stock company. I think we can all agree that these are both legitimate forms of responsibility, and that they are very different. After 2008, no one can possibly accuse constitutional democracy of being a financially responsible form of government. Likewise, the neocameralist state is amoral by definition.

I don’t think there is much contest on the financial side of the ledger. Let’s consider morality.

The constitutional democratic state is an apparently immortal, monotonically expanding, and nontrivially morbid mass of personnel which proclaims itself the instrument of a single purpose: to inflict good upon the world. For traditional countries this affliction was at least limited to specified borders, but in the case of USG since 1945 it knows no bound. Washington operates on the principle of universal benevolence. Its ultimate aim is to benefit all people, anywhere and for all time. Doubtless if aliens were found on Jupiter, concern for their welfare would soon be felt on the Potomac.

A joint-stock sovereign is a clean, lean and mean revenue-extracting machine. Its goal: loot. Any well-run Patchwork realm is congenitally dedicated to the good old Marxist ideal of exploitation. It has no intrinsic sympathy for the aged, the crippled, the deformed, the useless. Into the biodiesel vats with them! Gold coins literally wrung from the hides of the unfortunate will cascade into the piggybanks of our obese, cigar-chomping shareholders.

Obviously, whatever you think of democracy, this is unacceptable. To mollify the conscience of the increasingly appalled reader, let me explain the logic of philanthropy in the financially responsible city-state. We will return to the broader contest of morals in a moment.

Government is like a nuclear reactor or a stem cell: perfect when it works properly, and lethal when it doesn’t. Like both, any design for a sovereign institution must depend on multiple independent safety mechanisms. If all safeguards fail, something unacceptable will happen—by definition. If all but one fail, the result may not be desirable, but it will not be unacceptable.

-Mencius Moldbug, "Patchwork: A Political System For the 21st Century"

#toryblr #muh ideology (kind of) #mencius moldbug

[friendofflowersandfrogs]

Hi, there! I know you're probably still trying to settle back in at home after your trip to Ireland, but I REALLY could use your help.

I'm stuck on my Amphibia fanfic (I'm the person who's been promising a Sashannarcy X Reader hurt/comfort fanfic for the last two months), and I feel like it's time for me to get some outside eyes on it and help me talk through it; I'm mostly banging my head against the wall because of my climax not wanting to come out quite right. Is it okay if I send you what I have, and that you could read through it and give me whatever feedback you possibly can? I can send it to you in chunks, if that'd be easier for you (it's easily 90-100 pages long altogether, and I've put in a few breaks where I think chapter separations might be necessary).

Oh my god that’s long— yeah if u break it into smaller chunks I’d be happy to give you my thoughts!!! Ngl I’ve never read any reader inserts before they usually aren’t my thing but I’d love to help any how. You can just dm me a chunk at a time and I’ll get back to you on each as I can. :) I look forward to it!

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Tag game!

I was tagged by @imaturtledontchaknow @mochachilled and @callalilycas ! Thank you guys so much!!

rules: answer 30 questions and tag 20 blogs you are contractually obligated to get to know better.

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Name: Alaina

Sign: ♐️☀️ ♏️🌙

Height: 5’1”

Time: 1:48 AM

Birthday: 12/12

Favorite bands/artists: Penelope Scott, Hozier, MCR, P!atD, and a bunch more I’m sure

Last Movie: The Neverending Story

Last show: Sonic Underground 😅

When I created this blog: uhhhh idk like 2016 maybe?

What I post: Supernatural mostly lol

Last thing I googled: “heads or tails”

Other blogs: bunch of sideblogs I don’t feel like linking to my main, mostly for organizing and not clogging up my main

Do I get asks: not often but I used to get them semi regularly! I used to write reader-insert oneshots! Requests are still open btw ;)

Following: I’m following 888 blogs atm but most of them are inactive

Average hours of sleep: uhhhh either 0 or 14. Either I don’t sleep that night or I’ve already stayed up past 24 hours and pass out for half a day

Instruments: oh boy. Clarinet for over a decade, ukulele for a few years (and I’m pretty good), I can play a little piano, guitar, Woodrow, violin, kalimba, harmonica…. Uhhh and more I’m sure. I really enjoy music pftt

What I’m wearing: ex’s band t-shirt, pajama pants, and a mustard colored beanie

Dream job: honestly? a stay-at-home parent

Dream trip: Ireland or Japan, or just a leisurely train ride across the whole USA.

Nationality: American 🇺🇸 :,)

Favorite songs: too many to name them all but some highlights are I’ll Follow You Into the Dark by Death Cab for Cutie, Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk by Rufus Wainwright, and Be Calm by Fun.

Last book I read: Jeeeeeezee…. Uhh… maybe the second volume of the Death Note manga?

3 fictional universes I’d live in: Supernatural for the romantic hurt/comfort version of horny reasons, Harry Potter because of the fantasy of having a friend group, and Lord of the Rings because COME ON I would make such a good hobbit, I basically already live/look like one. It’s just good food, music, and stories all day

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Thank you for tagging me! I am going to break the rules by open tagging instead lol. (I think mostly anyone I would have tagged has already been tagged anyway lol) Anyone who wants to participate or any mutuals who want ME to know THEM better chime in! Tag me if you do!

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#did you guys also notice that it’s not 30 questions? it’s like 23 or something #anyway #THANK YOU GUYS FIR TAGGING ME #<<<<<33333