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aclowntiny · 11 months

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HIIIIII [first I wanna say that I love your work so much and am so happy to meet an atiny/carat writer! I hope we can become moots!]

I do have a request and it is: ateez reacting to s.o kissing their neck

take your time, and good luck with all of ur work, fighting!!

YES WE SO CAN!!! 🥰 Thank you so much for the encouragement love! I hope you love this reaction 😊

Ateez Reaction to S/O Kissing Their Neck

I'll give this my classic rating but up it for this one… 🤏🏻🤏🏻 suggestive hehe 👀👀👀

Hongjoong

You couldn't take the way his eyes devoured you, treasured you, any more. Inhaling, you quickly shut the space between you and Hongjoong, all the lightning tension between you arcing into your joined lips as his grip on your hip tightened. It was a short but passionate kiss, one that had Hongjoong giving you a smile of pleasant surprise afterward.

"Oh?"

"Yep," you replied, "and I'm just getting started."

Pecking his lips several times, you migrated from their softness to trace the beautiful structure of his face, outlining his cheekbone and down to his jaw with your lips.

He gave an exasperated chuckle. "I'm supposed to be the one spoiling you," he said even as he tilted his head to grant you access, smiling impishly down at you.

"Maybe I get something out of this, too," you teased back, kisses resuming in full swing, this time down his neck and into the territory availed to you by his partially-unbuttoned shirt.

"Alright, but anything you're giving me, I'm going to pay back double," Hongjoong tells you with a grin that sends shivers down your spine as you part from his chest to gaze at him.

"H-how are you going to do that?" You faltered slightly underneath that intense gaze you loved so much.

"Let's just say," his lips curl up even further, the hand on your hip drawing light circles, "by the time I'm done, everyone will know you're mine."

Seonghwa

Seonghwa is in the kitchen standing over a mixing bowl of batter when he feels arms snake around his waist and lips against his neck.

He giggles deeply. "That better be (y/n)," he teases.

Your hands nudge his sides, prompting him to set the spoon in his hand down and turn to face you, smiling at the loving expression on your face. His hands wrap around you, too, both of you standing in an embrace against the counter.

“It’s my lucky day,” he keeps joking, leaning down to brush your nose with his, “it is you. My (y/n).”

You smile at the pet name, moving your hands to fall around his neck, which you press one more quick kiss to. “Always.”

He leans down, kisses your forehead first before moving to your cheek, then pecking your lips several times, smiling and exhaling little chuckles against them as you leaned forward for more.

“I have to finish up here! Want to help me?”

You nod, lowering your hands to back hug him again.

“Alright,” he shakes his head fondly at your clinginess, “help me stir, then the real work begins.” He reaches to his waist, taking hold of your hands, placing the spoon in your dominant one and using it to mix the batter as he kept seasoning it.

After that, you dedicated yourself to actual tasks, but each time you passed Seonghwa by, you pressed a kiss to his cheeks or neck, enjoying the surprise and wide, almost childlike smile of joy that crossed his face every single time.

Yunho

It's not like you don't want to do it, frankly, but you mainly want to get Yunho's attention. You're sinking into couch cushions, sunlight lazily filters through the blinds, and Yunho is playing some video game or another. You stopped paying attention, instead visually tracing his focused side profile, eyes drinking in every shift and narrow of his own, the way his thumbs dart over the controller.

Watching your boyfriend play doesn’t bother you, but you are getting a bit bored. He isn’t always granted a surplus of free time, after all, & the most selfish voice of your mind is vying for the argument that he should spend it with you. Instead of whining, though, which you have the sense to realize no one enjoys, you simply scoot in closer, cushions creaking faintly beneath you, and gently run your fingers over Yunho’s jawline, pulling close enough to press your lips to his neck. As badly as you want his lips on yours, interrupting a man’s game is never a good idea.

He tenses a bit beneath your touch, breaths coming a little faster. “Wh- what are you doing?” He asks.

You press a few more kisses, moving a bit lower each time. “I don’t know, you’re playing your game, I just want to appreciate you.”

“Maybe when I’m done with this round-”

“Maybe when you’re done with this round…”

You both spoke at the same time. Giggling into his neck, you get closer still, legs pressed against his as he gave a few giggles of his own.

“Maybe what?” You ask, tilting your head so that he’s almost forced to face you.

“Just wait and see,” he smiles, leaning forward to place a quick peck to your lips before his focus returns to the screen.

Yeosang

You and Yeosang were on the couch, both of you on your backs, your head resting over his heart. Neither of you had spoken for a bit, just enjoying the small sunbeams filtering in through the window as you played gently with Yeosang’s hand that was slung over you.

On a whim you turned slightly, careful that your hip wouldn’t dig into him, and leaned up just a little bit higher, your head reaching the crook of Yesosang’s neck. Your lips fell into place, ghosting over his skin at first, but when you felt him shift a bit beneath you, clearly starting a little at the sudden warmth, it spurred you on.

This time, you kissed him unabashedly, giving the exposed skin long, slow appreciation. Drawing out every motion you possibly could. Your hand that was playing with his gave it a little squeeze.

“What’s this?” Yeosang asks, eyes wide and sounding a bit flustered.

You can’t help but giggle at the pure and wholesome man you love so much. “You mean you don’t know?” You reply.

“Well, ah, I mean…” He stutters as you place the longest, most lingering kiss yet at the very base of his throat, a small gasp escaping with the trailed-off words.

You lift yourself up on your elbows, pulling up still so your heads are in line and sparing your boyfriend, just rubbing your noses together with a smile. “Don’t worry about it,” you tell him, starting to lay back down, but his hand catches yours.

“No,” he says, gaze following yours down, “please continue.”

San

“Sannie, no!” You giggle, running away from your boyfriend, with whom you are currently locked in a playful chase along the grass.

He’s proudly brandishing a water gun, smug grin more than evident on his face as he barrels toward you. “Sannie, yes!”

“No!” You exclaim, turning on your heels and running around a garden wall, stopping to catch a few shaking, laughing breaths.

You’d tossed a water balloon at him, your entire arsenal, and now San sees fit to get you back for it. His revenge is quite disproportionate in your eyes, for even with as warm as it was you aren’t exactly in the mood to get soaked.

San is close; the grass rustles and he whispers “I’m gonna get you!”

“Not today!” You shout back, peeling out from around the wall and back towards those of the house, bare feet padding against the soft green grass.

San quickly catches up, giggling as he backs you into a corner, raising the blue and green plastic abomination in his hand. It’s going to take a massive trump card to escape this one…or maybe you’re overthinking it.

Stepping forward in the little space you have left, you reach your arms around San, hands gently running up and down his back. His smug expression immediately begins softening, the gorgeous soft eyes you love on him starting to pop out. With a smile, you lean in to give his neck a few kisses, feeling him crane to open up more as you do so. He’s warm beneath your touch, pulse pounding from all the running; you kiss right over the pulse point, wondering if you can make it go even faster.

Before you can wonder much more San is sweeping you into his arms, booping your nose and telling you how cute you are before yanking you into his lips. One hand holds you, the other reaches up into your hair, and as your lips move against his you slide San’s offending water rifle closer to you with your foot, stepping down on it as hard as you can. San trails kisses of his own down your neck before peppering your cheeks, expression melting at the fact that you initiated affection.

When you finally separate, San ruffles your hair and giggles. You step back a bit, holding up your contraband water rifle. “So, truce then?”

Mingi

"I can be cool!" You protested against Mingi's teasing. You know he thinks you're the coolest person alive, but you and your boyfriend had gotten into a playful debate on if you could be a rapper.

"Oh, yeah? Prove it, then," Mingi shot back with a grin.

"Ok, fine," you all but pouted, "I will."

Giving him a light shove, you watched him stumble back a little, taking the opportunity to lead him a couple more steps until his back hit the wall. Leaning forward, you rested your left palm against it at his side, eyes traveling up to his in the best approximation of the classic pose as you could attempt. Mingi's jaw dropped a bit, raising the corners of your lips in a satisfied smile. You leaned up and placed a kiss to his neck.

"See? I can do the bad boy pose. I'm cool," you say as you start to walk off.

Mingi's hand catches your left hand as it peels from the wall, though, and you feel the tug, turning back to face him with a tilt of your head. He's looking at you with doe eyes, his buggy expression of surprise fading to affection.

"You are cool, but don't take my job," he says.

You giggle, and he reels you back into his chest, your hand falling there as his that isn't holding yours rests on your back, bringing you forward into an electrifying kiss. You feel his heartbeat beneath your palm, the way his hand lightly squeezes and plays with yours as your lips move in sync. You trap Mingi again as he pulls away, this time not against the wall, but with his forehead against yours.

"You have nothing to worry about, my cool guy."

Wooyoung

It was all impulse, really. Wooyoung was teaching you a couples’ dance he wanted to try, and frankly it was quite…intimate. A bit Latin-inspired, it had some close moves that reminded you of the tango followed by him pulling you close. When he did that, he also rolled his head back, exposing the skin of his neck and making that much more of a show from his quite notably unbuttoned black shirt.

Wooyoung viewed his body as part of the art and you couldn’t help but agree. The third time you practiced getting swept into his arms, his head rolling away as you were held against the warmth of his chest, his heart hammering beneath you, you leaned forward, your lips finding his throat like they were magnetized there.

You felt him give a deep hum beneath you as he, rather than step into the sequence's next move, immediately slid both of his hands to be flush around your waist. When you pulled away slightly, Wooyoung attacked, his own lips latching onto the spot above your collarbone. His hips angled, drifting forward until they were fully flush against yours.

"So this is what you want, huh?"

"Well," you teased, voice low as Wooyoung’s lips traveled down and then back up, “seems like you do too."

"Of course," he agreed as he trailed kisses up your neck and to your cheek, "why would I not?"

Jongho

It was one of your greatest joys in life to have such a sensible, loving boyfriend at your side. However, he wasn’t the most into physical touch, at least not nearly as much as you were. Sometimes Jongho just needed some encouragement.

He lay at your side, half under the sheets and half out, just plaintively staring at the ceiling as he rested on his back, not one part of him touching you. You felt your lips fall into a pout, wishing he would cuddle with you now that your bedtime conversation had ceased, dreamy words subsiding in favor of that near-sleep contemplative state.

You knew part of it was that he didn’t want to overstep boundaries, didn’t want to disturb you. But if that was the case, you considered as you shifted in the sheets, mattress creaking a bit beneath your motion, it was your job to show him he would not be disturbing you in the slightest. And you knew exactly what would flip Jongho’s affection switch.

Scooting closer to him, you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, snuggling into his neck and kissing him before he could protest or question the sudden gesture. Sure enough, you felt Jongho relax, firm muscles melting still after a momentary freeze. As you nuzzled in, lips still traveling, he tilted his head, giving you greater access, and you smiled. Jackpot.

Jongho loved it when you kissed his neck, and you sure didn't mind taking advantage of that fact, especially right then. He flipped over from his back to his side, suddenly facing you, those big beautiful eyes you loved staring intently.

"Why this all of a sudden?"

"Because I love you," you replied, eyelashes fluttering.

"Well, let me return the favor, too," he told you, propping his head up with one hand.

You couldn't resist a smile as he pulled you closer.

#ateez #ateez imagines #ateez reactions #ateez x reader #ateez scenarios #hongjoong #seongwha #yunho #yeosang #san #mingi #wooyoung #jongho #gender neutral reader #requested #moots 💕

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wheeboo · 26 days

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wheeboo's 2k follower event

guess what, everyone? the wheeboo garden has officially reached 2,000 flowers! i seriously cannot express the amount of thanks and love i have for every single one of you, and i appreciate all the support this place has gotten since the moment i first started posting <3 i can't wait to continue this journey alongside you all and for us to continue blooming together! to commemorate, i planned a lil event in celebration for this milestone that you all can participate in!!

RULES ⭐

⋄❥ everything will be kept sfw. i'm fine with writing suggestive scenes, just nothing explicit.

⋄❥ any content involved in the event will be under the tag #wheeboo's 2k event!

⋄❥ asks/requests for the event will be open until april 30th. anything sent after that will not be written.

⋄❥ i will start writing/answering your asks this upcoming week.

⋄❥ my general requests are closed, but it will be open for this event only, so if possible reference the event in your ask whenever you send it in!

FIC GAME ⭐ (limited slots -- 20 slots)

⋄❥ submit a member of your choice, and up to two dialogue prompts from the lists down below OR a song of your choice, and i will write you a fic (!! please remember to be specific from which prompt list you choose from !!) ↳ ex: mingyu + #17 from list 2 ↳ ex: seungkwan + #5 from list 3 + #10 from list 1 ↳ ex: jeonghan + daylight by taylor swift

⋄❥ the fic will be 500 words or more, depending on the prompt(s) sent in and how much inspo i get <3

⋄❥ you can send in multiple reqs, but i cannot promise i will write every single one you send in or if i get to it at all. and of course, i humbly ask for all of your patience while i get as much done as i can <3

⋄❥ prompt list 1 (@eddysocs) | prompt list 2 | prompt list 3 (@dumplingsjinson)

ASK GAMES ⭐ (unlimited slots)

⋄❥ ask me questions about myself AND/OR my fics whether published or unpublished, and i will respond as long as i am comfortable with it (ask me my favourite colour, drink, opinion on something, favourite trope to write, my wips, what the process of ___ fic was like, etc. anything!).

⋄❥ send me an ask describing your personality and i will match you with a member and a trope, and i'll write a mini-headcanon for you! (non-mooties, be as much detailed as you wish! you can be anon too!)

⋄❥ you can send in as many asks as you want, but please keep it in separate asks if you choose to do both!

taglist (open) ʚɞ @enhazen @haowrld @icyminghao @slytherinshua @jeonride @lockburn-castle @vrnism @weird-bookworm @mhlsymlysn @ryuwonieebae @yeonjuns-redhair @wonwooz1 @woohaeyo @mark-geolli @caramyisabitchforsvtandbts @aaniag @wootify @carlesscat-thinklogic23 @phenomenalgirl9 @roziesmei @mirxzii @bookyeom @parkjennykim @melodicrabbit @bewoyewo @honglynights

also tagging some moots for visibility n boosts srry guys ^^ ʚɞ @etherealyoungk @fairyhaos @blue-jisungs @slytherinshua @welcometomyoasis @haecien @mangocustard16 @weird-bookworm @kyeomyun @bookyeom

#wheeboo's 2k event!#seventeen fluff #seventeen fic #seventeen x reader #seventeen imagines

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liaromancewriter · 7 months

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May I Have This Dance?

Premise: Is there anything more romantic than slow dancing in the kitchen on a do-nothing day?

Book: Open Heart Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Cassie Valentine) Rating/Category: Teen. Fluff. Words: 1,175

A/N: For narrative purposes, this is set on the same day as Sleeping Beauty. Submission for @choicesprompts Flufftober prompt "Can I have this dance?" I'm also using @choicesflashfics week 54, prompt 1

Ethan Ramsey stared at the announcement for this year’s homecoming dance tacked onto the noticeboard in the hallway. His hands itched to snatch a flyer to peruse later, but he kept them tightly fisted to his sides.

There was a reason he’d ditched the whole thing last year, he reminded himself morosely.

He couldn’t dance and wasn’t about to embarrass himself in front of the entire school. Plus, there was the whole awkwardness of asking a girl out. They tended to travel in packs, and getting one alone long enough to ask her without her friends staring and giggling nearby was as impossible as travel to Mars.

It was a pipe dream, he thought in dismay but unable to unglue his feet. He wasn’t in a position to go, and that was that. Besides, who decided that participating in homecoming dances and proms was a right of passage for high schoolers?

Hollywood, that’s who. Twentysomething actors playing high school students didn’t make it all so. It was a fallacy, as most things in life were.

“Wow, you look fierce. Did you have a fight with someone?”

Ethan glanced sideways at the concerned voice of his neighbor and friend, Miranda Clarke. He inwardly grimaced at being caught boring a hole into the noticeboard.

She’d been the nerdy girl with braces and pigtails all through elementary and middle school. At the start of freshman year, he did a double take when she greeted him at the bus stop, no braces in sight, her blonde hair in a waterfall behind her and a pretty headband sparkling under the sun.

Miranda might look different now, but she was still one of the smartest and nicest people he knew. She also understood what it was like to be abandoned by a parent, or both parents in her case.

“Not a fight,” he said, lowering his voice to avoid being overheard by others, and inadvertently eyed the flyer.

“Ah,” she said, following his gaze. “I didn’t think school dances were your thing.”

“They’re not,” he muttered, feeling the redness splash across his cheeks.

Miranda’s eyes softened in sympathy, and he felt sorry for lying to his friend.

“It’s okay to change your mind, Ethan,” she said, lightly touching his arm. “No one’s going to care if you attend a dance one year and skip it altogether another. This isn’t about what anyone else wants, just you.”

“I know that,” he protested, stopping himself from rolling his eyes. Miranda had a habit of lecturing him when he was being cagey.

He straightened away from the wall and shrugged, adopting an air of indifference. “It’s moot anyway since I can’t dance.”

“Can’t?” Miranda placed a hand on his elbow to stop him as he turned to go. “Or don’t know how?”

Ethan sighed, his lips parting to deliver a well-versed white lie. But this was Miranda, and they’d known each other all their lives. She’d just hound him on the way home until he told her the truth.

“Don’t know how,” he admitted reluctantly. “I can’t exactly ask my dad to teach me, can I? He has enough to worry about.”

“You could ask me,” she suggested.

Ethan watched her warily. “You’d be willing to do that?”

She laughed. “Of course! That’s what friends do.”

Suddenly, her face turned serious, and she stared at a spot behind him, a light red staining her cheekbones. “Maybe after, you could ask me to homecoming? Only if you want to,” she added quickly when he froze like a deer in headlights.

“I would like that,” he said quietly, thinking about it for all of five seconds.

The bell rang for the next period, and he cleared the gruffness in his throat, raising his voice above the noise. “Thanks, Miranda. I appreciate it.”

“You’re welcome, Ethan,” Miranda smiled. “If you’re not working today, we can have the first lesson after school. Around four, your house?”

Dance lessons and a date to homecoming, he marveled as they parted ways to head to class. The year was suddenly looking much brighter.

Twentysomething years later…

“I want to spend the day with you doing nothing. And by nothing, I mean…”

Ethan grinned as Cassie Valentine leaned on the kitchen island and wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

It was the first Sunday since his return from Brazil and Cassie’s first official sleepover. There hadn’t been time for that before he left a couple of months ago. But now that they’d decided to give this relationship a real chance, they wanted their private moments to be less stolen and more intentional.

“In case you haven’t noticed, the day is half over,” he said, pretending disinterest as he rinsed a skillet and stacked it in the dishwasher with the rest of the dishes from a late brunch. “If only you’d woken up earlier, we could have had so much fun.”

“Sunday mornings are made for sleeping in,” Cassie’s brows knitted in exasperation. “Especially after the week I had. And I thought intern year was bad.”

“You’ll adjust,” he commented unconcerned, pressing a button to start the dishwasher’s cycle before grabbing a cloth to wipe down the counter.

“What?” he demanded when he looked up to see Cassie watching him with amusement in her eyes.

“Nothing,” she said, coming around the kitchen island to stand before him. She glanced at the wipe cloth in his hand. “I had no idea you were so domesticated, Dr. Ramsey.”

He smirked, caging her in his arms. “I’m a man of many talents, Dr. Valentine.”

The sun was high in the sky, the glare of its rays bouncing off the treated glass. Soft music drifted from a Bluetooth speaker in the corner, casting a magical spell over the kitchen and its occupants and lending an air of romance.

“But can you dance?” Cassie whispered, caressing the nape of his neck with her fingertips.

“What brought this on?” Ethan arched one brow in curiosity.

“Since we’re getting to know each other,” she pulled his head down, “you should know that I love to dance, especially slow dancing in the moonlight.” Her green eyes sparkled, and her lips curved into a soft, dreamy smile. “Or in a sun-dappled kitchen on a lazy Sunday afternoon.”

The music changed to something slow and romantic, and Ethan found his lips hovering above hers, heart pounding with potent anticipation.

“So? Can you?” she murmured.

“Yes.”

Cassie closed the distance between them, gently pressing her lips against his, and he fell into the moment.

“May I have this dance, Cassie?” Ethan asked, sliding his hand into hers.

“I would love to, Ethan.”

He placed one hand on her waist, splayed his fingers and tugged her close. Cassie rested her hand on his shoulder, and he led her into a slow dance, their bodies swaying to the rhythm.

He followed the moves he’d learned all those years ago, dancing in the living room with Miranda. And when Cassie laughed as he dipped her low, Ethan sent a silent thanks to his friend for giving him this.

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Submissions: @choicesficwriterscreations @openheartfanfics

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#open heart #ethan ramsey #open heart choices #ethan ramsey x mc #choices fanfics #open heart fanfics #open heart fanfiction #choices fanfiction #choices fic writers creations #cfwc fics of the week #ethan ramsey x cassie valentine

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fayes-fics · 1 year

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March Mini Drabbles ✨Masterpost✨ [1.5k Celebration]

Pairings: Anthony Bridgerton x fem!reader, Benedict Bridgerton x fem!reader

Rating: Some are explicit so 18+ smut, minors DNI

This is my version of March madness. Today (March 1st, 2023), I wrote quite a few very short, mostly smutty or suggestive drabbles using dialogue prompts.

Note: This was a one-day writing challenge as part of my 1.5k follower celebration. Please don't expect amazing quality. These were all written off the cuff, without any planning, just going the first place my mind took me. Each was written in twenty minutes or less. Usually less.

Here are links to all of them, written in the order I received the asks:

Anthony + Let's get you out of those clothes

Benedict + Is there some space left in that bathtub?

Benedict + If we weren't in public right now

Benedict + Later you will definitely need to tell me where you learned this

Anthony + You're a lot more flexible than I thought

Anthony + Stop looking at me like that or my knees will not hold me any longer

Anthony + Can you feel how much I want you?

Anthony + I want to count every one of your freckles with my lips

Anthony + My tongue still remembers the way you taste

Anthony + I know I should care about the reason why you’re naked in my bed, but I will just enjoy it for a moment

Anthony + I told you, you would eventually start begging

Benedict + Our bodies fit so well together

Benedict + I know I should care about the reason why you’re naked in my bed, but I will just enjoy it for a moment

Benedict + Oh, can you feel this?

Benedict + I can never seem to get enough of you

Bonuses requests for some lovely moots:

Benedict + I could make you feel better

Anthony + Jealousy seems to be a great motivator for you

#anthony bridgerton fanfiction #anthony bridgerton x reader #anthony bridgerton x female reader #anthony bridgerton x you #anthony bridgerton x y/n #anthony bridgerton imagine #anthony bridgerton #bridgerton fanfiction #bridgerton imagine #bridgerton x reader #bridgerton x female reader #bridgerton #benedict bridgerton fanfiction #benedict bridgerton x reader #benedict bridgerton x female reader #benedict bridgerton x you #benedict bridgerton x y/n #benedict bridgerton imagine #benedict bridgerton

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grogusmum · 10 months

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2 years ago, I would have never even perceived this milestone for my blog.

thb 2 years ago I was like what is going on, I follow people, people don't follow me! So yeah! Not even a thought.

Anyway, thank you! To everyone who follows and to my moots. Whether we talk often, rarely, or not at all, I appreciate that you are here!

💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚

I would like to do a milestone celebration but can't decide what to do, so how about a poll!

#grogusmum 1k milestone #milestone celebration poll

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chiiyuuvv · 12 days

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🗪 yuvie wips! ➤

feel free to make any suggestions for any of my wips <3

true pt. 2 - bestie!yechan xikers

estimations : pretty long fanfiction (over 1k, maybe even about 1.5k words), hopefully the end to my two part series, this work will include some angst and misunderstandings, but in the end it's going to be the fluffiest shit ever because we are slow dancinggg :OOO

title to be decided - friend!euijoo &team

estimations : pretty short drabble/blurb, involves a moon wink wink

title to be decided - boyfriend!jo &team

estimations : pretty short drabble/blurb, lots of kissing that may become a little suggestive?? But in my mind, i'm picturing very deep yet light hearted kisses... so idk yet

title to be decided - boyfriend!maki &team

estimations : pretty short drabble/blurb, I feel like whatever i say will spoil it so uh... its fluffy??

you're my favorite song - boyfriend!hunter xikers

estimations : short/medium drabble filled with all sorts of love and reassurance. Also based off of camp rock's "you're my favorite song," and that poll I did

if he wanted too he would - bestfriend!taki &team

estimations : short/medium drabble that has lots of angst, but also a lot of reassurance and maybe even kissing? probably because he (taki) would be in the heat of the moment, but idk. this is also a very iconic trope, but i'm not telling you what it is bc thats spoiling 😝 OH and this is inspired by Johnny Orlando's "if he wanted too he would" (but thank god that he didn't).

xikers as rare words

estimations : headcanon!! this technically isn't mine, as I got the idea from this twitter thread. I just plan on explaining it but in ff/hc form

title to be decided - (not decided yet, although probably bff or something)!nicholas &team

estimations : based off that tiktok and poll I sent. Also i hope all of you stub your toes for picking my man >:|, y'all actually have no idea how excited i was to write it for either kei (kei was winning the entire time btw BUT NO) or maki (he was in third place), but noooo lets kill your beloved writer :|

title to be decided - bestfriend!hunter xikers

estimations : hopefully a VERY long fic (maybe at the 1k mark idk). this one is a very personal idea of mine and I just realized I have like never.. showed one of my writer moots this idea 😅 all i remember is that I was reading prompts to write it for my friend, when BOOM I have like two pages of the outlined draft. All prompts used are from @keyotosprompts btw!!

title to be decided - ??!yujun xikers

estimations : medium/long fic. actually got the idea by playing this game! i got 1) in the morning - rocco, 2) firework - &team, 3) read your mind - sabrina carpenter, 4) poster boy - lyn lapid, 5) buzz love - &team. I think this is going to be a fun one!

something about moutains.. - prob bf!jo &team

estimations : blurb, inspired by something he said in a recent video

quick declaimer that it is not guaranteed I write all the wips listed above ^^ I make no promises, for these are just my ideas that might collect dust ngl 😁

#yuvie💡!

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fairy-hub · 5 months

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omgg love the links 🤭

Another ask I didn’t see, I’m not used to people sending me things other than requests so unless I’m looking for a prompt I don’t always go into my inbox 😭

Originally they were only supposed to be head canons since the person ask what his nudes would be like. But then I figured why not take a little time to have two links to the bottom to fit with all the text

The ideas I suggested from toji jerking off with his cock lubed up making sure he gets his abs. To Satoru with cat ears on and a baggy ass shirt will be living in my head rent free

Though I have see some people get really mad about links to the point where I’m being ignored by a moot at this point so I might not do anymore links due to the hate it’s bringing

It’s not worth it so those will be my last links due to the hate it brings. Part of me is tempted to take them down and just leave the head canons part since there is still a whole post without with. But eh at the same time what’s done is done, might as well leave it

#now that I think about it #this is the funniest reason someone has gotten mad at me over #🤣🤣🤣🤣

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delirious-donna · 2 years

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Kinktober

The time has come for me to dabble in the delights of Kintober for the very first time. I don't feel I can commit to posting every day so I have curated the prompt list below.

I am looking for some help with this from my amazing followers, anons, moots and friends. Suggestions are open to which character should go with which kink/prompt.

Take a look at the list and send me who you'd like to see for each kink/prompt (via my ask box - anons accepted) - in the event of multiple characters suggested to a particular prompt, I will reserve the right to choose who fits it better.

Also, as I am a multi-fandom blog (Naruto, Jujutsu Kaisen, Tokyo Revengers, Black Clover, My Hero Academia, Fairy Tail, Edens Zero, Bleach), I will be limiting it to five characters for a specific fandom but this might be revised if slots are still open near writing time.

Prompt List

❧ Biting - Kirishima ❧ Double Penetration - William Vangeance ❧ Pegging - Itachi Uchiha ❧ Body Worship - Kakucho ❧ Praise - Nanami Kento ❧ Size Kink - Kiba Inuzuka ❧ Degradation - Bonten Mikey ❧ Breeding - Fuegoleon & Nozel (separately) ❧ Cockwarming - Kakashi Hatake ❧ Somnophilia - Sasuke Uchiha ❧ Daddy Kink - Gaara ❧ Dry Humping - Itachi Uchiha ❧ Edging/Orgasm Denial - Mereoleona Vermillion ❧ Mirror Sex - Megumi Fushiguro ❧ Spanking - Satoru Gojo ❧ Corruption - Geto Suguru ❧ Face Sitting - Ichigo ❧ Lingerie - Shikamaru Nara ❧ Car/Bike Sex - Draken ❧ Overstimulation - Sting Eucliffe ❧ Exhibitionism (free choice) - Julius Novachrono ❧ Bondage - Grimmjow ❧ Dirty Talk - Licht ❧ Free Choice (send me a kink not listed & character. Will consider multiple entries for this)

So, who do you wanna see with these ideas? Let me know my little horny cuties! ^^

#delirious speaks #delirious event #delirious kinktober #kinktober 2022 #kinktober prompts #kinktober #naruto smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #tokyo revengers smut #black clover smut #my hero academia smut #bleach smut #fairy tail smut #edens zero smut

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teabutmakeitazure · 2 years

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Hello! May I request O and Q for any character please? Hope you're having a good day so far<3

a/n: I didn't know who to use this one with so I did Zhongli lol. Have a good day lovely moot :3

>Yan! Zhongli x Fem! Reader

Prompts: O - Orchid (love, beauty) "My, you're breathtaking. Your beauty needs to be cherished."

Q- Queen of the meadow (uselessness) "Be grateful you've got me. Who else would take care of such a useless thing like you?"

Warning: sliiightly suggestive

Word count: ~0.6k

Even with his thousands of years of existence, he sometimes never knows when to stop talking. He keeps going on and on about some random thing in the room or a random topic you somehow brought up. It’s understandable. He needs to refresh his memories to delay erosion for as long as he can, but why did you have to fall victim to it? Wasn’t being a victim of his gaze and hands enough?

“I’ve been proved correct that silk would look marvellous on you.”

His hands are by far the worst, always looking to greedily grab as much as they can and as inappropriately as they can.

“My, you’re breathtaking. Your beauty needs to be cherished. What do you say? Shall we go on a long walk?”

“I think I’ll stay home.”

He says nothing in return, happy at the prospect of keeping wandering eyes away. Honestly, with his words and treatment of you, it sometimes feels like you’re a human sized decoration piece for him. It’s suffocating. Even now as his hands wander from your hip to your shoulder blades, playing with the flimsy straps of your ‘dress’, you don’t dare to move. Your place is on his lap till he gets tired of wandering his hands and either lets you go in favour of another long conversation or decides to satisfy his needs.

Both outcomes are unfavourable.

“Do you know what aspect of mortality I find the most appealing?”

“I don’t.” And I frankly couldn’t care less.

“It is the fact that I can indulge in matters that are more personal and selfish without the guilt of ignoring my duty.”

A gloved hand grabs your own, the other massaging the exposed skin of your left thigh, and brings it up to his lips. As he kisses the knuckle of your ring finger, he makes eye contact. Golden eyes shine brighter as his oddly shaped pupils dilate.

“Had you been born a thousand years earlier, I'm sure that the citizens would tell tales about us today.”

“I prefer secrecy,” you scowl, “I wouldn’t like being praised for something I detest.”

Zhongli warningly squeezes the flesh of your thigh, gaze still soft as he keeps staring at your face. Your features had always been his favourite sight. Even now with the dim lighting, he doesn't look away.

"You will come to see my generosity and love someday."

"On my deathbed."

Another squeeze to your flesh, harder this time, and his gaze hardens. "Be grateful you've got me. Who else would take care of such a useless thing like you?"

"I was fine before you."

"I've heard your prayers before, my dear. You prayed to a statue of the seven every week, asking for my guidance to prosperity. How can you say that you were fine before me when all you were was an unborn child?"

Is he really going to play his archon card again? If you had known that Rex Lapis himself would be the source of your misery, you would never have even called yourself a follower. Who knows? Maybe if you become a hard enough atheist, he might disappear.

"As your Archon, you are to submit to me when asked. However, I'll make you a special exception."

When he leans in, his lips ghost over the skin underneath your ear.

"Why don't you give me a taste of mortal desire? I can guarantee," his hands slide under your dress and move to your bare hips, "I won't disappoint."

#genshin impact x reader #yandere genshin impact #yandere genshin impact x reader #yandere genshin x reader #yandere x reader #zhongli x reader #yandere zhongli #yandere zhongli x reader

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cascader · 2 years

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hope needs a home somewhere

jily | rated g | 1.8k

for the @jilytoberfest day 10 prompt: "Quick, kiss me — my ex is looking!"

read below, or on AO3 with my other drabbles and jilytober ficlets

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“There’s something on my lips, and I need you to help get it off… with your lips.”

Lily laughs. “That’s ridiculous.”

“Alright, rude. How about… I’m a frog and your kiss will turn me into a princess?”

“I’m not a frog.”

“Your kiss will make me even prettier a princess than I already am?”

“That’s moot, Mary,” Dorcas sighs, opening her bed curtains and slamming her Charms book — and pretenses of studying — shut. “He already looks at her like she’s the most gorgeous living thing to ever walk the planet, which circles us back to my original suggestion of just march up to him and kiss him, Lily. You don't need any lines.”

Lily gapes. “He does not look at me like that.”

“He does look at you like that,” Mary confirms. “Has for ages. Makes a girl wonder what his face even looks like when he’s not staring at you gobsmacked.”

“Now that’s the most ridiculous thing you’ve said today,” Lily protests. She watches her reflection in the mirror — wand in hand, eye makeup done on only the right side of her face. “I’m not — he doesn’t. Trust me.”

“Lily…”

“No!” exclaims Lily, borderline frantic. She moves out of the bathroom doorway and turns around to face them properly now. They need to understand, because the hope they’re giving her is dangerous at best. Devastating at worst. “Don’t you think I know what he feels about me better than you do?”

To her credit, Mary isn’t swayed by Lily’s Head Girl voice. She sits fully up in bed, eyebrow cocked. “No, I don’t. You’ve — love, you have to admit you’ve never been that rational when it comes to him. Even in fifth, when you were always fighting, or… first, when you were always fighting, or last year, before you…”

Mary gestures helplessly.

“Before I started to fancy him, you mean,” Lily finishes hoarsely. She slumps against Mary’s bedpost and stares out the dormitory window. The sun is setting. “I fancy him so much. God, that’s the first time I’ve said it out loud, isn’t it?”

“It is,” Dorcas smiles. “We’ve come a long way from ‘I maybe don’t hate him’ and ‘I suppose his hair is… rather alright,’ haven’t we, Mare?”

Mary giggles. “That was a tough phase to keep a straight face through. Oh, I know! How about, ‘quick, kiss me — my ex is looking!’”

“No!” says Lily, and it’s abrupt enough that Mary startles. “I’m — I’m sorry. It’s just that I’m not looking for help on ways to tell him because I’m not planning on telling him.”

Mary gapes.

“And why in the ever-loving Merlin not?” Dorcas demands.

“Because that’s not —” Lily struggles to articulate the feeling that’s settled in her gut the past few weeks — past few months, who’s she trying to convince anymore? — and that rises up, up, up to choke her into silence every time she looks at him too fondly. “It’s not fair to him. He — he liked me. I know he did. I’m not that oblivious. And I’m glad nothing happened back in fifth year, I really am, but last year… I missed my chance. And it’s not fair to him to make things so awkward now.”

“Lily—”

“Are you—”

Dorcas and Mary hesitate, waiting for the other to finish.

Dorcas snorts and continues: “You’ve got to be kidding me. You’re not too late. You’ll never be too late for that boy, Lily. We’re not saying he used to look at you like you invented love and Quidditch and all things good in the world. We’re saying he looks at you like that now. Still. Always. At breakfast this morning, when you won that brewing contest last month, when you tripped coming down the girls’ stairs last week. All the time. They should study him, honestly.”

Lily scoffs, but she feels that feeling again, rising in her throat, sparkling and happy and in need of being squashed before it kills her. “You’re seeing what you want to see,” Lily says softly. “You’re not the one who — it’s not like I’m subtle. I’ve never been, even when the thing I was not subtle about was thinking he was a prize idiot. When we’re alone, he doesn’t look at me like anything. Just polite, cordial, doesn’t ask too many questions, doesn’t linger after meetings… nothing.”

They look skeptical.

Lily sighs. “Asking him about Hogsmeade plans, listening too intently when the boys talk about girls — I can’t help it. And he’s just… perfectly friendly in return. A little distant, even, compared to last year. He’s switched our rounds around, keeps asking for rain checks when I ask to hang out alone. It’s normal behavior, but normal isn’t the way you are with someone you…”

“Fancy,” Mary finishes.

“Exactly,” sighs Lily again. “It’s what I would do if… Benjy Fenwick was trying to make plans with me, even platonic ones. I’d do it if I had time, but I wouldn’t make time. I wouldn’t be trying.”

For the first time, Lily’s mates hesitate, and honestly, it kills her a little.

They’ve both been convinced of James’s undying love since third year, and as much as she likes to protest, the way they see things feels like the last chance she’s got for her and James to work. So if even they have some hesitations, if his behavior really is as damning of a lack of feelings as she’s been suspecting…

“I’m still certain…”

“Mary.”

“Fine. Fine. Maybe I’m not certain. But he — what he felt for you can’t just go away that quickly, that cleanly.”

Lily’s heart sinks. Felt, past tense, already. And all it took was them learning about things she already knew.

She settles gently onto Mary’s bed and closes her eyes, willing tears away as Mary rests her head on Lily’s shoulder. She can’t cry about this. He did nothing wrong. He doesn’t owe her attention. He doesn’t owe her anything.

“I still wouldn’t be too sure he’s not interested, Lily,” Mary says hesitantly. “People are pretty good at hiding what they’re actually feeling.”

“I don’t think James Potter is one of those people, Mare.”

“Still. Maybe he thinks you’re not interested and is trying to respect that.”

“Can... can we just please drop it? I don’t… I just don’t want to think about it,” says Lily.

She exhales a shuddering breath as Mary starts to pet at her hair.

Every crush she’s ever had has passed. She knows this. She remembers her seemingly undying, world-spinning crush on Caradoc Dearborn in second and third years. She doesn’t think twice about him now. She knows this. This feeling will pass. There’s no reason for James Potter to be different from any other boy she’s liked and moved on from.

He’s not special.

(She’s a liar.)

The trance is broken when the door to their dormitory slams open. In the doorway is their fourth roommate, Izzy, breathless and smiling. She looks radiant — skin flushed prettily, dark hair messy and windswept but in that artful way Lily’s always wished for.

“Guess what just happened,” she says breathlessly, and then, not pausing for a moment: “I have a date!”

“Oh?” asks Dorcas, emerging fully from her bed. Izzy has notoriously never been interested in anyone at Hogwarts, despite much of the male population’s interest in her. “Tell us more.”

Izzy settles onto the floor between Mary and Dorcas’s beds. Dizzy, Lily presses her palms against her cheeks and leans more heavily into Mary’s side, hoping nothing of their previous conversation shows.

“I’ve liked him for a while, actually. Since last term,” Izzy says, suddenly shy. She picks at a loose string on the rug underneath her. “But I… you know, I don’t have much dating experience. And I wasn’t sure he’d be interested at all.”

“Bullshit,” Mary says, though not unkindly. “Never met a bloke not interested in you.”

“That’s an exaggeration,” Izzy says matter-of-factly. “Anyway, we’ve been spending a little more time together this term. Not even on purpose at first, just coincidence… and then, later, more on purpose.”

Mary coos as Izzy starts to flush deeper.

“I honestly still couldn’t tell. He’s a friendly person generally, so I couldn’t tell if it was just that, or something more… but he’s been really sweet. Attentive. So I thought, maybe…”

“Maybe?” Dorcas prompts after a moment of silence. It’s usually Lily’s role to coax Izzy out of her shell, but she doesn’t have it in her. She’s happy for her, truly, but she’s only human. She can take ten minutes to mope. Fifteen, tops.

“I thought maybe I should give it a shot. Ask him out. You know, be brave for once,” she says in a rush. It’s always been an insecurity of Izzy’s, Lily knows — that she’s in Gryffindor but so shy.

“I’m proud of you,” Lily says with a smile, and she means it. “That takes a lot of courage.”

“It did,” Izzy says earnestly. “But I suppose I needn’t have worried, because he said yes! That he’d love to! That he’s been enjoying us spending more time together this year. And now we’re going to Hogsmeade together next weekend.”

“Ooh, I’m so excited,” Mary says happily. “There are so many new Muggle hairstyles in fashion right now that the Wizarding world just hasn’t caught onto, and they’d be perfect for you.”

“We’re also just happy for you generally,” Dorcas corrects with a laugh. “First dates are fun.”

“That too,” Mary agrees. “So. I know you’ve been leaving us in suspense on purpose. Who’s the lucky bloke?”

Izzy scoots forward on the floor, closer to their beds, and as she does so, her gaze lingers for just a moment extra on Lily.

Lily isn’t sure what she sees in the other girl’s expression. A flash of hesitation? Nervousness? It’s something different from the sheer joy she’d walked into the room with. And Lily suddenly knows.

It’s in a whisper that Izzy finally says it. A whisper, like that will make it less important. Less dizzying, less horrifying. Like that will knock Lily’s world sideways any less.

“James Potter.”

Lily doesn’t cry.

Everyone is looking at her, but she doesn’t cry. She doesn’t frown, or stare, or startle.

That thing in her throat that she was so afraid of rising up, up, up — it drops clean out of her body. She feels cold, and suddenly empty. (He’s not special. She’ll be fine. He’s not special. This will blow by.) But vacuums want to be filled. So she opens her mouth, takes a breath, and smiles.

“That’s great, Iz,” Lily says.

“It is?” she asks, and Lily recognizes in her dormmate’s eyes what she now lacks — hope.

“It is,” Lily repeats.

Izzy smiles, relief sinking into her shoulders.

Lily even smiles too.

(Hope needs a home somewhere.)

#jily #jily fic #jilytober #jilytoberfest #lily evans potter #james potter #hana writes

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bywons · 3 months

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★ BLOG RULES!

DO NOT SPAM LIKE! you'll be blocked!

if you're rude to me or to any of my moots, interactions with you will be stopped.

do not spread hate around my blog while on being anonymous.

PLS PLS read my carrd before interacting! (it's in my navi!)

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do not pressure me to post or write anything, i write as my hobby, not my job.

dni if you're fully a nsfw blog

★ REQUEST RULES!

CURRENTLY OPEN.

this is an sfw blog, so strictly don't request nsfw otherwise you'll be blocked. Although i might write some suggestive stuff, but that also to an extent

i don't write member x member or member x male! reader

i only write to enhypen! (as of now)

specify the member you want me to write for, or ot7

you can request head cannons, reactions, drabbles or give me inspirations or prompt ideas!

please do have some patience while expecting me to write and release your request as I'm a human too, i also get tired.

and that's all! (I guess?)

#(୨୧)—rules!#enhypen x reader #jungwon #enhypen #enhypen headcanons #enhypen reactions #enhypen scenarios #enhypen imagines #enha fluff #enhypen soft hours #enhypen smau #enha smau #enha soft hours #enha soft thoughts

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shaynawrites23 · 4 months

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Hiya! We're at 400 followers here, and I want to thank all of you again. I honestly never thought I’d hit anything over 100, so thank you all for following and for sticking around!

It’s time for another celebration! I have no better ideas than an event like this lol so let's go! I will do my best to keep up with any requests, I promise :)

Not here for a request? That's fine! I've got some ask games below, or feel free to send in anything you'd like!

(Small disclaimer: I will be writing requests as fast as my mental health and my life allow! I promise you I see and will write everything that comes in, in no particular order, but you're also always welcome to check in on your request!)

General rules:

- please specify whether you’d like angst or fluff, i can do suggestive too but not if you're a minor so please do follow that guideline 💜

- you don’t have to be following me to participate! feel free to request something, or just join in!

- be respectful! we're all here to have a good time, let's have some fun together 😊

Ask games:

🥰 - Touches

Send in the above emoji together with a prompt from this list and a character listed below, and I'll write you a lil blurb!

❤️ - I Love You

Red heart with one of these prompts plus a character and I’ll write a lil blurb!

👌🏻 - Fic Reblog

Send me this with a link to your fic, I'll read, reblog and comment!

🌅 - Vibe Check

Pop in my inbox with a sunset emoji and I'll compliment your vibes, or you as I know you if we're moots! Off anon please for this one 😄

🆓️ - Anything!

Whether it's random questions, or you just wanna hop in for a chat, or send in a request that doesn't follow the prompt lists, or something else still, go for it!

Characters (for requests)

- Remus Lupin

- Sirius Black

- Bucky Barnes

- Loki Laufeyson

- Peter Parker

- Cary Agos

Tagging some moots:

@kimorna @the-young-and-forgotten @johnmurphyisqueer @naviation-xx

#shayna speaks #shayna's 400 celebration #i dunno how many people will participate but if you see this feel free to!!#i don't know how to tag this lmao #but also reblogs are allowed if you like!!

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abearirl · 6 months

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I'd send you a bg3 prompt but alas all my knowledge of the game is through pure cultural osmosis courtesy of my beloved moots so all I'd be able to suggest would be something dumb like 'put that whiteboi vampire twink in a Situation'

I'm not done with this yet but I wrote a short first part and posted it, because the second part will be a bit longer, and much worse content-wise. it's very much My Fetish and I doubt any of you want to read it, but thank you for the prompt, it really got me in the mood to write!! this is very 18+ btw

summary: astarion misbehaves yet again and cazador is going to punish him good, after warming him up a bit first. RIP to that vampire butthole

#bg3

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slasherlouvre · 2 years

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:¨·.·¨:

`·. About me

- you can call me Nymphie!

- (she/her/afab | early 20's | INFP | switch/vers)

- Sinclair boys biased ꒰⌗´͈ ᵕ ॣ`͈⌗꒱৩

- this blog is 18+, minors will be blocked

Requesting rules, info, & Masterlists 💌 ↓

Writing Masterlist!

Ask games & Writing Prompt Masterlist

Tag Directory:

(Because my tags are probably unnecessarily confusing at this point)

Who you can request:

- Thomas Hewitt 🌻

- Bo Sinclair 🧢

- Vincent Sinclair 🕯

- Lester Sinclair 🦝

*I'll sometimes write for other slashers, but that's really only whenever I feel like it (I have major Sinclair brainrot rn). If you're requesting headcanons/reactions though, I'll include them^ all by default!*

What I write:

- x readers (full fics/oneshots/shorts), reactions, headcanons, drabbles ✅️

- platonic, romantic ✅️

- sfw, nsfw ✅️

- fem dom reader pegging ✅️

- hinge poly relationship (no slasher x slasher, just slashers x reader) ✅️

- cnc, dubcon ✅️

- standard gore, violence, etc. ✅️

- sensitive subjects like mental health issues, insecurities, abuse ✅️

- just want to send in slasher thoughts/random asks/etc.? please do! ✅️

Don't be afraid to get specific when requesting/suggesting! Otherwise I'll leave it up to my imagination or preference :)

What I won't write:

- incest ❌️

- pedophilia ❌️

- violent noncon, r*pe ❌️

- most BDSM ❌️ (sorry Bo..) (overstimulation, edging, orgasm denial, light bondage, gentle (fem)dom reader etc. are all okay)

- bathroom related kinks.. ❌️

- parenting/kids?? ❌️ (themes involving breeding kink/pregnancy are welcome, just nothing beyond that)

- m|m and f|f pairings ❌️ (just because I don’t have enough experience to properly write for them, but I try to keep all of my writing as gender neutral as possible; otherwise they'll be x fem reader/afab by default)

- going into detail about reader's gender/sexual/cultural/religious identity etc. ❌️ (I really don't want to accidentally misrepresent you in my writing, sorry!)

- anything else relating to these categories/that I may not be comfortable with

Additional Info:

- if you're still not sure if I'll write for your request based on the rules, you can send it in anyway & I'll review it!

- please remember this blog is a side hobby I enjoy and I am not *required* to write your request/suggestion

It may take me a while to put out works or reply to messages due to mental health/uni/work/adhd etc., but I love writing for our slasher boys, and I look forward to seeing you in the inbox! 💓

- also!! if I haven't replied to your inbox ask it's probably because I'm busy, or (slowly) working on your piece in my drafts :) I'm not ignoring you, I promise!

Thank you for all of the likes, reblogs, and kind words ! ! !

I may not always reply, but I appreciate every single sweet/funny/motivational tag, comment, message, etc. They never fail to make my day! :') 💗

Also, if we're moots, we're automatically friends and you could never annoy me when interacting, ily 🫂

Ok, that's it, thank you for stopping by!!

(( I'll keep this post updated in case of changes or additions! ))

Special thanks to @osirisisv for letting me use their lovely art for dividers!! 💕

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