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Simon Riley x Hybrid! Male Reader

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Authors Note: I’m back! I want to start off by saying thank you everyone for being patient with me and for 8k followers! I know this shot isn’t long and pretty short, but I will be working on more soon. Unfortunately, at this time I am in my Hybrid era phase for some reason ( ◠‿◠ ) sooo don’t judge me. Also the beautiful artwork below belongs to @ave661 all credit goes to them please follow them because their work is amazing!

Summary: Simon finally gets to retire and get the peace that he finally needs in life, only for Laswell to convince him to take home a hybrid companion back home as company.

Warnings: Fluff, simple plot, hybrid dog reader, Simon is a softy, nightmares, mentions of service dog, military, history, short story, animal features and characteristics.

Word Count: 1.3K

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Simon wasn’t one for retirement.

His whole life he thought that he would be protecting people until the day that he is shot dead in the field.

Only to end up retiring.

He wasn’t retiring because of his age, no. He was retiring for being tired of having to see so much pain and bloodshed, seeing it when he was only a child and going into adulthood something that he never stopped hearing or seeing in his life. He reached a point where he no longer wanted to deal with this blood shed and finally be able to sit back without having to worry about someone trying to kill him.

When Simon made the decision of leaving the special forces he knew it was the right choice that he ended up surprising Price. The same man that he met when he first joined the military, befriending the older man and trusting him with his life. He expected Price to reject his retirement request only for the man to give him his approval on the spot, knowing Simon well enough to know that he needed this break. This peace in his life.

When news spread that ‘Ghost’ was officially retiring it shocked the whole base to know that the most dangerous and intimidating man that the know will be leaving his military life behind for something normal. Price had helped him find a remote place for him to stay in the meantime until he decided to either leave and find somewhere else to call home or perhaps stay at the small house that Price was able to find him.

Simon thought that it would be an easy start until Laswell recommended that he get himself a ‘service dog’ or a ‘companion’ to keep him company. He was against the idea of having someone or something living in the same place as him and so soon, but Laswell had insisted to give it a try in order to have some company around in case he ever felt too isolated from society. Which he later caves into Laswells offer and agrees to have a companion of his own.

Simon expected someone that Laswell and Price knew that had the balls to stay with him until he got adjusted to having a normal life, only to come face to face with a very rare and calm German Shepherd Hybrid.

Simon had heard about Hybrids co existing with society, living their lives hiding from the others due to them being so different from others. It wasn’t until laws were established back in 2010 for Hybrids to be able to live a life like humans; getting jobs, owning homes and property along with getting an education. That didn’t mean that they were entirely free.

Hybrids still had their own set of strict rules. Any hybrid who showed signs of aggression towards a human would be locked away, still keeping them in check for years knowing that they didn’t have total control of their own biology, but after years the laws changed either getting harsher or lighter for them to cope with, reaching a point where hybrids were reaching extinction.

Many were taken, sold to black markets, slavery, or even used for their unique features caused many to go into hiding again or to slowly die off. Very few were protected, but in the end they all died.

The hybrid that Simon took with him wasn’t like the ones that he would see in public.

He was quiet and respectful of his boundaries, never doing anything that Simon didn’t like. He was technically a ‘service dog’ from what Laswell said, trained by her own special team and her wife in order to have Y/n help soldiers with trauma or perhaps those who feared being alone and in need of a friend.

Expect Simons situation was different, Y/n wasn’t just there to keep him company for a short period of time. Instead he was their permanently.

It took Simon some time to adjust to the hybrids existence whenever he woke up in the mornings only to come downstairs to see the hybrid cooking him breakfast other times he would find him outside tending to the ruined gardens, keeping himself busy while Simon focused on his own thing.

The two didn’t really converse with each other until two months into living together. It was the night that Y/n was woken up by the sound of Simons thrashing and heavy breathing that alerted him to rush into Simon’s room. He can smell the sweat and anxiety off of him along with hearing his soft murmurs, clearly showing signs of a nightmare.

When Y/n first met Simon he promised the man that he wouldn’t do anything he didn’t like and kept well to his promise until now. His own instincts were going off and couldn’t stand to the side and watch the man deal with his nightmare. So, he did the only thing he knew what to do.

Y/n had crawled into Simons bed, lying down in the empty spot next to him and moving himself closer to the bigger man, head against his chest as his ears lower in worry when he hears how fast his heart is beating. “Simon…” He whispers in a soft tone, glancing up at the man in distraught. “I’m here Simon, you’re not alone.” He adds on, keeping his head against his chest while his tail brushed up against his hip, causing a small gasp to escape his lips when he feels Simons hand take hold of his tail in his sleep. The soft fur on his tail quickly relaxing the man as his heavy breathing decreases.

The hybrid ears perk up as he listens to his heart beat, hearing it slow down to a proper rate. He stays in this position for the rest of the night without another nightmare occurring.

When Simon woke up that morning he was shocked to find Y/n in bed with him, curled up close to his chest. The warmth of the others mans body heat brings him a sense of comfort, instead of getting out of bed and waking up the hybrid he instead stays in bed a little longer, watching the other man sleep against him.

Simon hated the idea of having company for his first few weeks of retirement, but after getting used to Y/n’s presences in his life their are current things that Simon had grown adjusted to in his every day life. The smell of breakfast being made every morning by the hybrid became a familiar routine, finding the man on his hands and knees while he tends to the backyard digging up a few holes in order to plant new flowers or perhaps some fruit.

Simon favorite part of their day together was sitting outside on the porch as they watched the horizon. Simon would notice the way that Y/n’s ears would twitch as he listens to his surroundings taking in the familiar noise that he hears every morning. The way that his tail would wag whenever he sees kids running down the street with their bikes or scooters in hand, hearing as they would argue with each other and laugh.

The image alone brought a small smile to Simons lips.

Their bonded deepened with time to the point that the two were having regular day to day conversations. Y/n was no longer the closed off and shy hybrid that would be cautious when speaking with Simon and instead became someone who wasn’t afraid to speak up for himself or to be selfish every once an while.

Simon could say that he was grateful for Laswell convincing him to bring Y/n into his life, having him as a company whenever he came home or when the two would go out to run some simple errands, granting Simon the domestic life that he craved for whenever he was on missions and he finally has it

#Simon Riley x male reader #hybrid male reader #male reader #ghost x male reader #ghost x reader #Simon Riley x reader #retirement #simon riley mw2 #simon riley imagine #ghost call of duty #ghost mw2 #ghost #ghost cod

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Good Omens Fic Rec: Big Name Feelings

FANDOM AU! • Crowley is a BNF fic writer, and Aziraphale is a lurking artist who might be just a little parasocially in love with him. How they ever became friends is beyond him, but here they are: One month out from Prophet Con, and Crowley is asking him to be his boyfriend. Just for the weekend, of course.

Length: 103,997 words

AO3 Rating: Explicit / Spice Level 🔥🔥🔥

Best for: Safe in Public, Human AU, Slow Burn, Fake Relationship, Pick-me-up

Triggers: None

Read it here, fic by ghostrat

*Minor Spoilers* It's here! The finale of one of the most entertaining and immersive fanworks that I have ever experienced is finally upon us! I feel like most of you who follow me here are aware of this fanfic or have read it. However, for those who haven't or might come across this post later: I'm begging you to read this one. Buckle up; it's a long post today.

So, if you're not aware, this fanfic involves writer Crowley and fan artist Aziraphale. Crowley, being ace, seeks a boyfriend to shield him from unwanted attention during an upcoming convention. Aziraphale, smitten, agrees to be the fake boyfriend. This Arrangement is sure to work out exactly as planned!

Every one of the author's stories feels cinematic to me. The worlds are always so real and immersive, but this one, in particular, will have you feeling like you're actually watching the story unfold in real life. Some of that is achieved through embedded media like chats, artwork, and Tumblr posts, bringing a sense of reality to these conversations. The rest comes from really rich prose. You'll flow through it very easily, yet deeply.

The use of fandom and a convention as the backdrop for this fic was, to be honest, genius. I've seen attempts before, but none captured the spirit quite like this one. The fandom lore for The Nice and Accurate Prophecy (the in-universe fandom they're in) was rich enough for us to fully grasp the shape and feel of why they loved it so much, yet it never impedes the ongoing story. This story perfectly captured what it's like to be a fan: how friendships develop, how ideas and fan theories are freely discussed, the passion for a shared topic. The con, in particular, will fill anyone who has ever attended a fan convention with a strong dose of nostalgia and love. Oh, and having them in their 50s? Thank you! There is no age limit to fandom!

Having Aziraphale as the artist and Crowley the writer was not the most obvious choice, but it's one that worked amazingly well for the story! Crowley struggles with words and expressing his feelings in real life. However, in stories, he can build his own world and express whatever emotions are on his mind. Aziraphale, who does not wish to draw attention to himself in real life, expresses himself through his bold and beautiful artwork. His specialization in traditional, physical artwork is so fitting for him, though he's not unwilling to try new tech. There is a scene where they stumble upon some street art that Aziraphale had done. I teared up at that scene, and it's not even angsty! Just the casualness of it, how it's not Aziraphale but Crowley who boldly leads them to it, how Aziraphale doesn't sing his own praises. He's not self-deprecating, but he doesn't celebrate his work. He's still learning that he has value that's worth celebrating. At least now he has Crowley to teach him to be proud of himself.

They are both beautifully written characters. It's a real testament to the skill of the author to bring these characters into such a different reality and have them be unmistakably Aziraphale and Crowley. Sure, they're updated for the time and setting, but their souls are still the angel and demon we know and love. This setting is an amazing way to explore the different sides of their personalities. Crowley's asexuality, in particular, was one of the best depictions I've ever read. It brought a new level of understanding to me, and I'm sure many of you will feel a kinship with him. Really pay attention to what's being said here, there's some really deep and insightful passages that are worth analyzing. Like this moment, which may have been a subconscious thought, but again speaks to how deeply the author understands the characters.

This was such an amazing experience as a fan. I've never had a fic feel like this much of an event before. Every chapter drop was so exciting; I never knew what exactly to expect. And now, with the end being over 100k words?? Where did that word count come from! That's insane! I'm sad to leave this iteration, but I'm so excited for what's to come next. So please, if you haven't read this, give it a try. It's such a impressive work, so much time and effort was put into this and you can tell. It's not only a love letter to Good Omens, but one to fandom and fanspaces as well. Thank you, thank you, thank you for this journey

There are some explicit scenes towards the end, but they are all marked and skippable, so I'd say you're perfectly fine reading this in public.

Edit from after actually seeing the finale: no I’m not tearing up it’s just really dusty in this room. I’m being so normal rn 🥹🥹🥹

Read it here, fic by ghostrat

#good omens #good omens fanfiction #good omens fanfic #fanfic rec #aziracrow #good omens fic rec #aziraphale x crowley #Big Name Feelings #BNF #ghostrat #extra long #three flames #safe in public #human au #fandom au #artist au #writer au #slow burn #pretend relationship #fake relationship #friends to lovers #pick me up #BNFinale

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EA site update:

"The Dread Wolf Rises Dragon Age Day 2023 Happy DA Day to our friends across Thedas!"

"[Mark] Dragon Age has always been a franchise about characters. Characters to fall in love with or to learn to loath. Those characters need a place in which to live, to fight, and to love—a place that shapes them and the events they find themselves swept up in. Today we explore the place they call home that forms the stage for everything that you do: Thedas. Corinne and the Dragon Age: Dreadwolf team have created a game that celebrates the rich and varied past of the franchise while crafting new experiences and stories. It has been incredible to come back to BioWare and see all of the progress they’ve made, and I’m excited for some of that world to be shared with all of you today. [Corinne] Thank you, Mark! I fondly remember playing each entry in the Dragon Age franchise, being completely immersed and enamored in the world you all had built. It amazes me to be here now, working alongside you and the team, to bring new stories and characters (not to mention a few returning characters) to all of the fans of the franchise. Dragon Age: Dreadwolf is the product of hard work and love. We know how much this world means to all of you, how these experiences stay with you. We want to get it right, so we’ve taken our time. We're so excited to join in this celebration of all things Dragon Age and the incredible fandom that surrounds it. Within the dev team, we’ve been eagerly awaiting Dragon Age Day as the enthusiasm, stories, charity, and artwork you share motivates us to be our best and create new experiences for all of you. To celebrate DA Day, we’re sharing a look at a few of the in-game locations you’ll explore on this new adventure (and perhaps a little more for those who listen closely). The stage is set. The Dread Wolf is ready to make his move. Oh, and one last thing before I go… In summer 2024, we’ll be fully revealing Dragon Age: Dreadwolf to you! We honestly can’t wait. See you all in Thedas, — Corinne Busche, Game Director & Mark Darrah, Sr Production Advisor"

"You’ve visited the lands of Thedas thrice before in our games and many more times in comics, books, art, and short stories. This time, you’ll be venturing to places unseen and returning to places from long ago. To celebrate Dragon Age Day, we wanted to show you some of those sights. [link to new trailer] We stand on the precipice of change. This is a world brimming with stories and characters waiting to meet you. The fate of this world teeters on the edge of a knife. In past games, you only got to see a slice of the world. In Origins, it was Ferelden—a land ravaged by war and Dark Spawn. In II, it was Kirkwall and its locales—festering with corruption and a dark underworld. And in Inquisition, you ventured across much of Orlais—facing down political intrigue as often as combat."

"This time, however, much more of Thedas is yours to see. The desolate, beautiful badlands of the Anderfels with curtains of distant mountainous spires. The twisting canals and gleaming towers of Antiva, where Crows may lurk in any shadow. The turquoise seas of Rivain with its rushes of greenery and hardy sea-faring people. And of course, there’s more."

"We felt this was best for the tale we wanted to tell this time and we hope you enjoy it as much as we have! It’s allowed us to create many more locations than past games, including both some you’ve longed to go to…and some you’ve never heard of before!"

"To help capture the wonders of Thedas, we partnered with three wonderful artists from our exceptionally talented community and gave them an early look at what you’ve now seen. We’ve always been so fortunate to have such an incredibly skilled community of artists, and getting to work with these three was a true joy! We asked each of them to create a vista of one of the three regions in the video based on their interpretation of it in their own unique styles. Please enjoy their wonderful work, and be sure to send them some love when you check out their personal channels for more of their art!" [link to art]

"Turning our focus to your closest kitchen, if you’re looking for a fun gift this holiday season or want to try some Thedosian dishes yourself, we’ve got you covered with Dragon Age: The Official Cookbook: Tastes of Thedas from our partners, Insight Editions! This project was lovingly crafted by the author, Jessie Hasset, as well as members of our team who have an affinity for the kitchen and a love of cuisine."

"The cookbook features recipes suited to all skill levels, but we know that jumping in may be a daunting task for some. To help you out, we’ve partnered with MisoHungrie, a wonderful YouTuber who specializes in cooking, with a particular knack for video game and entertainment-related dishes. If you’re looking for a place to start on your culinary journey, check out his video and follow along. And be sure to let us know what you think of these Thedosian delights! In addition to this, there are two giveaways you should keep an eye out for! For the first, our friends over at Insight Editions are giving away five copies of the cookbook on their social channels, so be sure to check them out. And it doesn’t end there. For those of you who decide to try your hand at making a culinary delight from the book (including one of the ones we’ve released separately), be sure to follow our own Dragon Age social channels for the second giveaway. Keep an eye out for the opportunity to submit your creation for a chance to win a BioWare Gear Store package, including the brand-new Morrigan romance bundle! Details on that giveaway will be posted next week."

"As we mentioned earlier this year, we’ve partnered with Dark Horse to create a digital package of all their comics for Dragon Age and Mass Effect on Humble Bundle. Visit the Humble Bundle page to find out how our partners are working to support Child’s Play, an organization that seeks to make the lives of children in hospitals more comfortable through the enjoyment of games. There’s no better time than the holidays to bring a smile to someone’s face. BioWare is also supporting a few local charities this month that focus on helping the most vulnerable in our communities via food banks. This includes the Edmonton Food Bank, the Greater Vancouver Food Bank, Les Banques alimentaires au Québec, and the Central Texas Food Bank. All of them provide food to thousands of people each month and rely on kindhearted donations and volunteers. If you’re wanting to give back this holiday season, please consider supporting Child’s Play or donating to your local food banks. Many communities also accept non-monetary donations of canned, dried, and packaged goods, clothing, and other useful supplies. However you choose to support those in need, know that every bit helps and can make a big difference in someone’s life, whether they’re in your community or around the world."

"An insult that he took as a badge of pride. An insult to inspire hope in his friends and fear in his enemies. That is what Fen’Harel, the Dread Wolf, truly is. Not a man who sees himself as evil, but someone who believes he’s fighting for a good cause and is willing to get his hands dirty. This long-awaited chapter of Dragon Age is fast approaching—the time close at hand. We’ll see you next summer with answers to your questions, including ones you have yet to ask. With that will come our full reveal including new trailers, gameplay, and—of course—the long-awaited release date. The Dread Wolf will rise once more and we’ll have much more to share with you as we approach Summer 2024. Please keep an eye on our social channels for all the latest information on Dragon Age: Dreadwolf’s reveal and beyond. Know this, though: The Dread Wolf has not been idle these past years. His reach is far, and soon his plans will come to fruition—a cataclysmic rejoining of magic and realms hundreds of years in the making. Will you be able to stop him? We hope so. Always believing in you,             — The Dragon Age Team"

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#dragon age: dreadwolf #dragon age 4 #the dread wolf rises #da4 #dragon age #bioware #solas #long post #longpost #video games #morrigan #queen of my heart #post fixed sry ^^

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i want you (18+)

synopsis: you’re an arising model with a crush on the queen of wakanda that has finally manifested itself, and you catch her attention at the royal ball where the most important people attend. you, being from the river tribe happen to be born into one of those important families and you finally let shuri know how much you’ve been craving her, unaware she’s felt the same for maybe even longer than you have…

ubusuku obuhle - good evening, sthandwa - my love

contains: smut, shuri x black female reader, fingering, grinding, cunnilingus <3

picture on right for dress reference, song recommended below, lower case intended, enjoy x

finally, here you were, at 5pm, in your baba’s beautiful vibranium enriched vehicle, taking you from the river tribe city to the most important ceremony of the season. of course, you couldn’t hold your excitement as you saw the vast golden gates open at your arrival, signifying that you were in the golden tribe territory, which was a feeling you couldn’t get over. meanwhile, your mum and dad rambled on in the front about the tragedy that was the recent death of queen ramonda. “she was the best queen we ever had, wakanda will greatly suffer from this.” your dad uttered, before turning the wheel swiftly to the right as he drove down to the semi-full parking space. the whole country tilted sideways after the news and you couldn’t help but think about how the princess- no, queen shuri was feeling after also having lost her brother to an unknown disease.

“y/n darling, you can come out now.” your mum announced joyously, as she packed her handbag. you didn’t even realise the car had stopped as you were so deep in your daydreaming,

“y/n darling, you can come out now.” your mum announced joyously, as she packed her handbag. you didn’t even realise the car had stopped as you were so deep in your daydreaming,

“yes mother.” you said hurriedly, as you undid ur seatbelt, carried your purse and opened the car door, closing it securely behind you. it took you three months to plan what you were going to wear for this day but it wasn’t even that amazing. you wore a blue dress that had cuts on the side which exposed some of your midriff as well as your back. moreover, it was sleeveless and exposed your upper torso, showing off your clean cut collarbones that fit your bone structure nicely. a large aureate necklace made from pure vibranium hung down your neck, complimenting your outfit in all its glory. you also wore some expensive golden heels that made you just a slight bit taller, but not too much. earlier, you had gone for a long hair appointment where they straightened your puffy 4c hair but also curled it, so it was like a 90s girls style which perfectly suited your facial features; it was no surprise as to why you appeared in many front pages of wakanda magazines, you were perfect model material.

“my daughter is so beautiful, you’ll definitely have all the men after you.” your mum complimented as she nudged your side, smiling from ear to ear as she looked and examined your stunning outfit.

“ah, that’s a stretch ma..” you smiled, rubbing your arm nervously. she never failed to make you feel good about yourself which is one of the reasons why she was one of your best friends.

“come on, oya chuku let’s go inside!” she excitedly says, calling my dad as he finally leaves the car. there aren’t much people outside which is understandable because it’s quite cold and the ball started an hour ago which means you were a bit late.

The three of you hurriedly went inside, bouncers at the door stop carefully scammed your invitation and once it was received as valid, the doors they guarded opened, revealing a literal paradise. the place was huge and you knew nothing but hard work went into building it. images on the walls explained their magical stories and exquisite artwork displayd themselves proudly. people dressed in wakandan attire bustled about, taking in their share of the surreal scenery. afrobeats blared in your ears from all directions, but the beats were so catchy and dance worthy, you couldn’t help but move your hips a little. you were so busy in your own world that you didn’t see your parents go off without you to talk to the elders. there wasn’t a lot of people there but it was enough to give you anxiety as you saw people eyeing you with looks of envy but also somewhat admiration? you were quite well known due to your popularity in the modeling industry but honestly you didn’t care, you just wanted to see…her.

the dora milajae stood around the room in a neat unified order, with their tall spears in hand, ready to handle any disruptions. their presence was formidable and reassured everyone’s safety; wakandan military was no joke at all. carefully, you roamed around the vicinity, finding the next best interesting thing. there were bars with any drink you could possibly think off as well as the lovely aroma of sweet bread and the notorious jollof rice. you weren’t hungry as you’d previously had some takeaway but you were killing for a drink, an alcoholic drink. your parents never let you drink any sort of alcoholic beverage as they strongly believed it was “bad for your soul”. obviously, they were superstitious as hell but you turned 20 two months ago and you’ve never drank before; you needed to have your share of fun right? with full confidence, you began your indirect journey to the bar ahead as you weaved in and out of people. before you could get there though, the loud sound of spears hitting the ground caused your body to jolt in shock as your eyes darted around the room in panic as to what was going on.

“haha, you’re as nimble as ever.” a familiar voice says out of nowhere from your left.

“kaya?” you questioned as you turned around, seeing your best friend walking up to you quite excitedly.

“yes bitch it’s me!” kaya squealed, hugging you tightly, “but we have to listen i think the queen is coming out now.” she said quietly after standing by your side as she pointed at the empty performance stage. you were happy about her arrival because at least you weren’t alone but upon hearing that, your heart started to race with anticipation as everyone in the ball room went hushed.

you felt your heart begin to swell as you waited; you don’t know why she made you feel such butterflies, but it was undeniably there, nestling within your chest.

all of a sudden, a cascade of claps roared up and you watched carefully as the queen of wakanda walked with confidence to the middle of the stage. you’re pretty sure your jaw physically dropped as soon as you saw her but you quickly put yourself together, looking around to make sure no one saw. queen shuri wore a black suit with crystal embezzles on the sides joining together at the back, as well as silver rings that perfectly snuggled around her slender fingers. she had recently shaved off her hair, leaving her with a buzz cut which did nothing but make her even more attractive for no reason. she wore black heels that perfectly complimented the outfit and made her even taller than she already was. she stood in the centre of stage, taking in the crowd of people below her as if she was mentally preparing what she was about to say.

“damn, she’s handsome as shit, right y/n.” kaya muttered shamelessly, looking at you for a reaction. you’d told her first about your infatuation with shuri and she wasn’t even the slightest bit surprise. she was a living embodiment of your type and kaya did believe you could actually pull it off. you turned to her, beaming widely as you nodded profusely to her comment. you looked back up at shuri and you swore you caught her looking at you but it was just for a split second before she cleared her throat and started to speak to her guests.

“ubusuku obuhle, thank you everyone for coming tonight,” she greeted, her accent thick with the dialect of wakanda, “as you all know i’ve been bethroned with the title of queen and i can assure you that i am determined to fulfill that duty as much as i can. wakanda is one of the most powerful nations in the world that my mother gave everything to and even though it’s almost impossible to walk in her noble footsteps, i want to be able to give my people all i can provide and make wakanda a better place for everybody.”

everyone in the crowd was solemn with the reminder of the queen ramonda, but nodded in agreement to shuri’s speech. they held nothing but trust for her and knew that she’d lead wakanda in the right direction.

you loved the way she spoke, with such intellect and passion that always managed to diffuse its way to everyone she talks to. her voice was almost like a lullaby that you’d sleep to but her words held such weight that never failed to impact you. although right now, everything she was saying was coming in one end and out the other as you stared longingly at her satisfying face, wishing to just smother it with kisses you know?

soon, she was done speaking and it had finished with the sea of claps again, even whistling making its way through the noise. she’d disappeared back behind the black curtains once again but you wish she’s come back and just blabber a little bit more so you could hear her sweet voice infest you ears. you mentally scolded your mind to stop having weird thoughts but it never really stopped. missing her already, you sighed and turned to kaya who was already waving at somebody she knew like the social butterfly she is.

“hey y/n, i’m going to go talk to him for a second, i’ll be back don’t worry!” kaya said, walking to a guy from the jibari tribe that she definitely liked.

“okay, don’t get pregnant, abeg.” you pleaded with fake concern. she laughed and flipped you off as she walked away. you internally smiled at her rather vulgar action but scoped your surroundings once again.

“oh yeah, my drink!” you remembered, throat parched even more as shuri took away all the last moisture left. you walked slowly, careful to not fall down in your heels and embarrass yourself. finally, you got there but were surrounding by people gisting and gossiping about god knows what. you catch the attention of the bartender, letting him now what you want.

“hey, may i have a dry martini?” you asked, remembering kaya had once told you to try it out other than the fact you have no knowledge of any alcoholic drinks.

“sure m’aam, do you have id?” he asked, waiting patiently for a reply.

you stopped, “uh…let me check.” fuck.

you hated situations like this. you faked checking inside your purse, knowing damn well your id was sitting on your dresser at home right now.

“fun fact, i actually left it at home, i’m 20 though.” you said, dropping your bag in a huff and hoping that would slide.

“no, i’m sorry you look younger, i need id.” he insisted, tapping his hand on the bar as other people behind you waited o order a drink too.

“shit, okay whatever never mind, it’s okay.” you said, waving your hand in dismissal as you exited the line. you didn’t know whether to take what he said as a compliment or an insult. bummed, you were about to walk away until you felt two hands grip your shoulders, pulling you back into your original position. annoyed, you look up to who had the audacity to touch you right now, when you were met with the last person you expected to see at this moment.

queen shuri?!?

your face immediately softened from the angry expression as she looked at you warmly with a bright smile, as if she’d known you for decades. your soul exited your body and buried itself out onto another planet as you couldn’t believe what you were seeing. surprised was an underestimate, you were bewildered, shocked, perplexed, all the above. you didn’t even have time to react as she shifted to talk to the bartender.

“put the dry martini on me, she’s actually my close friend and i can confirm she is of age, but thank you for taking your job seriously.” she bowed her head slightly as a sign of respect and the guy reciprocated.

“of course my queen, i’m sorry.” he apologized, heading to the back to whisk up the drink for you.

yes, your mouth was physically agape this time but the burning sensation of her hands still on your shoulders made your mind wonder into places you didn’t know it could. you side eyed her and slowly turned so your faces met once again before you looked away like a timide hamster.

“hello to you too.” she said with that raspy voice laced with her wakandan dialect. her hands finally left your shoulders and she turned her body to face you. you didn’t mean to be disrespectful or anything but you literally couldn’t formulate words right now, all your communication skills evaporated; you just stared at her.

she let out a little laugh, “ah, most people bow to me like 50 times but i guess you just like to stare.” she said jokingly, as she looked down at you from her overbearing height. as if clapped out of a trance, you stood straight and tilted your head forewards, “queen shuri, sorry for my manners.” you were trying your hardest to conceal your panic but it was probably quite obvious to shuri.

“no need for that, just call me shuri, it’s okay.” she said reassuringly, turning around to look at the landscape of the busy ball. people stared in awe at her and her aura was so powerful you could almost feel it; you couldn’t help but feel so inferior being this close next to her.

“what do you think, is it nice?” she asked, looking at you intently for an answer.

you gathered courage to look up at her but it immediately shriveled up as you met her hooded brown orbs, full of so much sincerity it was unreal.

“i think it’s beautiful, you did an amazing job which is obviously no surprise.” you replied, slowly gaining your confidence back.

“haha, you flatter me y/n.”

…what

how did she know your name? you stared up at her in confusion as you heard your name emitted from her loud and clear. she shifted her gaze to you, seeing your surprised expression, “you forget you’re kind of famous in wakanda right, you're on almost every magazine i see.” shuri explained with a smirk.

ah..

“yes, oh yes you’re right, i often forget that im perceived by other people.” you nervously chuckle, looking everywhere but her.

“you look amazing in them though, you could go global to be honest, your visuals are unreal.” she uttered in a quite sensual manner, turning her body to face you once again with her elbow propped against the bar; rizz overload. you could feel her eyes on you, maybe checking you out, but you couldn’t be too sure because you certainly weren’t looking up at her.

“that’s too large of a compliment, i doubt it.” you say, hands getting clammy as you fiddled with your bracelets trying your best not to freak the fuck out.

what do you do when the queen of fucking wakanda basically calls you hot?

yeah, i thought so.

"i could talk to your agents, work something out." she suggested, adjusting her suit like she wants to attract girls.

shit, fuck she was so sexy.

you coughed, trying to escape the thoughts swirling around ur head, “oh wow, that would be amazing my queen.” you smirked and bowed again almost teasing her.

“i told you to not do that.” she reprimanded and with a swift motion, she took your hand in hers, her soft palms enveloped with yours as she pulled you closer with her infamous smirk. her other hand snaked to the side of your waist and her face came close to your ear, her breath tickling the outside of it ever so slightly. you felt like you were about to explode, the pure charm this woman possessed was inhumane. however, your moment was interrupted by the cough behind you both, signifying your drink was ready; you lowkey forgot about it.

“oh, right thank you very much.” you quickly turned around quite embarrassed and formally bowed at the bartender as you took your dry martini, taking a careful sip.

shuri nodded at the man and turned her attention back to you, she watched as your face twisted in disgust as you swallowed some of the drink. it felt like hot iron just went down your throat and you don’t think you could ever get used to that. she couldn’t help but chuckle at your priceless expression.

“yeah, i can tell you don’t drink.” she commented, as you both walked along to the side to make space for others.

“yeah, this shit is nasty.” you said, swirling the drink in your hand, repulsed by the taste that was on your tongue a moment ago. yeah, you’re not drinking the rest of that so you stuck your hand out to try and give it to shuri.

“for me? aw, how nice but i don’t drink either thank you.” she cooed, kindly rejecting the poor dry martini as well.

damn, you two were more alike than you thought, i mean you never thought you’d get such a rare chance to be sharing a conversation with shuri to discover that but i guess you caught her attention.

she still took the glass from you and set it down upon a nearby table, holding eye contact with you the whole time.

the music was getting louder, the tension between the both of you thicker, you’re attraction to her growing as the seconds ticked away. as if she read your mind she asked, “do you want to leave, go somewhere more quiet?” her eyes bore into your soul as she stuck her hand out as an invitation for you to take it; what a gentlewoman.

you smiled, turning your head as you grew nervous but you ultimately accepted her hand and with that, the familiar feeling of her warm hands met yours and she led you both through the crowd. you had no idea where you were going but all you knew is that you were going to be alone with shuri, one on one, just you and her. peoples heads’ turned, eyes looked with curiosity since shuri was always the centre of attention so it was no surprise all eyes were on her. however, your social anxiety was going off the charts and you lowered your head in embarrassment. yes, you were used to it but not at the same time, you couldn’t explain it. there was a clear circle around you both as no one dared to interrupt the queen. curious as to where you were going, you looked up and saw kaya staring at you both wide eyed with a look of disbelief splattered across her face.

you mirrored her expression back and her face twisted into a smile, she mouthed, “you go girl!” as she lifted her fists in encouragement. you mouthed back, “thank you.” and waved goodbye at her as you continued to follow shuri who now had a tight grip on your hand as if letting go would cause something bad to happen. finally, she’d taken you behind the black curtain that she’d previously appeared from which hid the behind the scenes preparation for the ball. decorations hung loosely, tech people working on the lighting, some of the dora milaje guarding the rooms of the royal family. they saw you both but paid no attention as it wasn’t their business to know what the queen was up to, “here.” shuri’s voice was deeper as she pointed at a big noir coloured door infront of her. still holding your hand, she pushed it open with the other hand. the outer section lit up a bright purple as it recognized her handprints and let her in with ease. the technology in wakanda was insane and you knew it was due to shuri’s big brain power. the door opened to reveal a large room, quite modest in its aesthetic, large mirrors circled around the room, as it mimicked that of a walk in wardrobe. there was a long black couch situated in the corner where shuri led you to. her hand finally left yours as she sat down, moving some clothes to make some space for you.“i’m guessing this is your dressing room or something.” you said, still looking at each aspect of the place.

“mm, something like that.” shuri replied, shifting closer to you. you could tell she was feeling you right now but oh boy how she didn’t know how bad you wanted her to touch you all over-

“i’m gonna cut straight to the chase, i find you really attractive, and i anticipated your visit to the ball this evening.” shuri confessed, licking her two-toned lips flirtatiously as she said that. her voice remained deeper than before as she stared at you intensely for a reply. you were still shocked from the moment you met her but this was an opportunity of a lifetime and you weren’t going to waste it with your shy self.

“i’ll be so honest, i feel the same, i’ve wanted you ever since i saw.” you also confessed, mentally cringing at your words after you said them, but who cares, it was too late and she’d already heard them.

shuri didn’t reply to you, but a sly grin creeped upon her face as her piercing eyes averted from your face to your lap as her left hand moved to settle upon your exposed thigh from the slit in the dress, rubbing the smooth chocolate colored skin underneath. she looked back at you and she’s fixated on your glossy lips as her want for you grew uncontrollably.

yeah that’ll do it.

all the shyness in your body disappeared as you swiftly grabbed her face and looked at her lips as you hungrily joined them with yours. shuri deepened the kiss with equal needs as her hands desperately moved to touch what she can. you felt them carefully snake down to your ass and lightly squeeze it, which caused you to moan into her mouth. shuri used that as an opportunity to slip her tongue inside your mouth and you eagerly welcomed it as you moved closer to slightly grind yourself on her. the kiss went from soft and passionate to hungry and lustful as every touch felt like a spark of electricity coursing through your body, making you more horny than you already were; you could feel shuri smirking into the kiss as she knew how badly you wanted her. impatient as fuck, you arms laced themselves around shuri’s neck as her hands met your waist, pulling you closer as your fervent kiss was beginning to get more intense. shuri’s breath quietly hitched as you bit her lip, dragging your tongue over it slowly to soothe the pain it must’ve caused. with her superhuman black panther strength, shuri lifted you onto her lap where you accidentally broke the kiss due to your surprise.

you didn’t realise how much you needed air until you stopped kissing her but you just couldn’t get enough, if felt so fucking good.

“shit shuri, i want you so bad right now.” you whisper, against her now swollen lips, grinding your flexible hips down onto her lap as her large hands guided your movements. your hair stuck to your face that was being invaded with sweat as your body temperature increased. your cheeks had their fair share of melanin but they visibly blushed slightly red.

“mm, shh baby girl, let me make you feel good.” she lustfully whispered back, pulling your necklace and locking your lips together again. you were addicted to this feeling, like being high, but the drug was shuri. your blue dress had been lifted up to around your middle thighs as this was going on and shuri took this to her advantage as her slim fingers crawled up your dress to attend to the place you needed her the most.

your body felt like it was was ablaze and the air was thick and hot, almost suffocating. your kiss was beginning to get sloppier as the both of you tried to get every piece of each other. without hesistion, you undid shuri’s blazer button and took it off her lean torso revealing a black bralette under that hugged her chest nicely. she helped you take it off and threw it across the room, gripping your hips again as your lips were still attached like magnets.

eventually, shuri broke the kiss and her lips trailed down to your exposed neck where she attacked the melanin flesh, sucking and biting on the sensitive skin whilst teasing you under your dress touching everywhere but your pussy. everything shuri did was undoubtedly raising your libido levels and you didn’t ever think you could be so aroused; everyone you’d been with wasn’t able to make you feel this way. you raised your head up to allow her more access as lewd sounds and profanities spewed out of your mouth in response to her naughty antics. your hips moved on their own as you were desperate for any sort of friction. shuri could feel what you were doing and you jolted as you felt the pad of her two fingers press down gently on the outside of your pussy behind your panties. she peppered small kisses on your collarbones and chest which only heightened your desire; her foreplay game was unmatched.

“yes shuri, please touch me.” you alluringly pleaded, getting wetter with every aching second she wasn’t touching you.

“you don’t have to tell me twice y/n.” shuri moved you off her lap and laid you down onto the smooth couch below, spreading you out so she could see the beauty of all of you. you didn’t even care at this point, you just needed her in you.

shuri used three fingers to roughly move your white panties out of the way as she gently caressed the outside of your wet heat, a grin plastered on her face as your slickness soon started to coat them.

“you’re so wet for me baby.” shuri commented looking straight into your bambi eyes, enjoying the major effect she had on you.

you could see the smug look on your face, but your eyes were half-lidded and mouth slightly ajar as you nodded your head as permission for shuri to keep going. the speed at which she was circling your clit started to increase and your chest was rising and sinking quicker in response to the pleasure. shuri paused and your eyes flickered open as you wondered why she had stopped “can i pull this down?” she queried, referencing to the part of your dress covering you boobs. you profusely nodded as you desperately wanted her to continue. swiftly, she pulled it down and licked her lips like she just saw a 5 course meal. she admired the way your boobs perfectly sat on your torso, just looking so inviting. whilst still touching you, she leaned down and took your right nipple in her mouth, tongue swirling over it skillfully as she looked up at you to see your expression. you were looking at her but the eye contact along with the sensation of her fingers brushing along your clit and the feeling of her warm tongue on your sensitive nipple caused you to throw your head back, the titillating sensation becoming too much for you to handle, “ngh, yes shuri more fuck.”

shuri abruptly stopped sucking and moved up whilst leaning down besides you.

"you like that?" shuri whispered in her ear as she switched her focus to your pussy, rolling your swollen clit in between her fingers. the sentence equipped with her actions obviously ignited something in you as your melodic moans grew louder with your thighs starting to tremble. shuri laughed lowly and placed two agile fingers inside of you, meeting a bit of resistance.

you tensed and hissed at the stretch but then melted into it slowly as it started to progressively feel good. shuri then began to rapidly move her lanky fingers in and out of you as you began to writhe in pleasure,

"oh my god shuri, don't stop!" you begged, relishing in the way she was effortlessly fucking you.

your insides were warm and shuri’s shoulder muscles tensed as she searched to feel the rough and sensitive flesh for your g-spot. she seemed to have found it as you suddenly arched you back into shuri, gripping her muscular shoulders tightly and squeezing your eyes shut. you flung her head back once again as you felt a tight knot forming in your lower stomach; your orgasm was so close. shuri could tell by your wrinkled eyebrows and pleasure-filled face that continuing would make you soon cum so she quickly took her fingers out to do something else which made you jump and become upset from the sudden feeling of emptiness. however, you felt shuri slip your panties off fully and move lower, which made you immediately realize what was happening.

as expected, the ecstatic feeling was quickly replaced by shuri’s wet and warm tongue lapping up the slick stuck to the side of your thighs and using it to get lots of moisture on your now swollen clit.

you cried out, “shuri!”

shuri hummed in response, which resonated throughout your whole body and added to the buildup of your eventual release. shuri began to wildly suck on your throbbing pussy at a pace she knew would have you on edge in a matter of seconds. enjoying how sweet you tasted, she massaged your folds with her tongue and tasted every bit of you that she could. she looked up to see you looking at her through hooded eyes and she confidently kept the eye contact, which forced you to look away. although, you bucked your hips up to meet shuri’s quick tongue for maximum pleasure. your toes curled and you gripped the sofa to the point where there were indents of your long finger nails as you dragged it down harshly in reply to shuri’s amazing head abilities. your hands were lost and didn’t know where to go but ended up on shuri’s smooth shaven head as you pushed her down further into your pussy.

"argh shit, i'm really going to cum." your abdomen tensed as you gained awareness of the familiar feeling of your release brewing up. you tried to quell it since you didn't want this insane feeling to end already, but it was a struggle since shuri was being cruel and not letting up.

the atmosphere was doing nothing for shuri to subdue her own arousal.

"cum for me baby." shuri commanded in a hushed tone, licking your clit with the tip of her tongue slowly and blowing cool air on it to see how your body reacted to it.

your harmonious and lascivious voice rolling her name off the tip of her tongue was so stimulating to shuri and she could feel herself growing wetter too. the pure eroticism that emanated from the body beneath her was enough fuel for shuri to use and she reached up, trailing along your toned body that now had a thin layer of sweat, to find one of your small breasts that she had since neglected and it fit right in her hand like it was meant to be. she caressed it, while still working downstairs and fiddled the brown nub in between her fingers, which was the last straw and instantly drew you over the edge. with a loud squeal, you had finally reached your long awaited peak which caused you to occasionally spasm as the orgasm overwhelmed your body, making you sigh in pleasure, and slowly inch away from shuri since your sudden sensitivity just couldn't handle it anymore.

shuri, being the meanie she was, wasn't having it though and she wrapped her arms around the back of your shaking thighs, pulling you back into her firm grasp, "where do you think you're going? i'm not full yet."

she began to eat you out again with two hands nestled above your pubic bone. you knew how she won all those fights because the sheer strength she currently obtained was crazy as you literally couldn’t physically pull away from her.

"shuri...please." you whimpered, trying to tug her head away, not wanting to cum two times in a row in such a small amount of time.

shuri was really enjoying this though,

"you taste so good, i can't stop myself."

yet, she could see you on the verge of tears so she pushed her sadistic ways to the side for the moment and finally stopped to give you a break. she pulled her mouth away from your warm heat which was glistening from slick and some of her saliva. she gave it one last peck and then slowly climbed up to you and kissed you passionately in which you openly welcomed. the fact you were kissing her when she was just making out with your cunt was kind of dirty but really hot at the same time. she pulled your chin up with her hand and kissed you deeper, hands caressing your chest gently. you did the same and your hands wandered, exploring shuri’s body as you wished to touch her in the same way she just did to you. she gladly complied and let you do it but the moment was brought to a halt.

suddenly, you heard a very sharp knock on the door which caused you both to stop kissing as you jumped out of your skins. your head twisted to the door and then at shuri as you looked at her, in deep fear of you both being caught. she chortled at your expression and held a finger to her face to shush you.

frozen in position, you both waited for it to stop but it continued, harder this time.

“my queen, are you in there?”

“okoye?” shuri yelled out in a slightly annoyed tone due to her disruption and the fact she’s possible going to leave with blue balls.

“oh, you’re safe, thank bast.”

“why are you calling me, what’s wrong.” shuri asked as she picked up her abandoned blazer from the floor, wore it and began to button it up again. you did the same, pulling down your dress from your waist, and picking up your panties that had somehow found it’s way onto the floor. you wore them again and walked towards the mirror so you could properly see yourself.

“you’re needed in the ballroom to attend special guests.” she announced, “are you okay, should i come in?” she sounded worried but stern simultaneously.

“no, no! okoye it’s okay, i’ll be out in five minutes.” shuri replied calmly, watching you closely as you used the mirror to fix up your hair and outfit as if nothing just happened.

“okay, my queen.” okoye’s footsteps could be heard leaving the door and you both sighed in relief.

“fucking hell, that was close.” your heart was about to beat out of your chest as you held your face in your hands, laughing underneath them as the embarrassment of what you’d just done was coming back to you.

“i bet you liked the thrill though.” shuri walked up behind you, her arms gripping your waist as she pulled your ass into her crotch. you dodged her attempt to kiss your neck and playfully pushed her away, “whatever weirdo.”

she laughed and turned you around to face her, kissing your forehead sweetly, “i’m sorry we couldn’t continue sthandwa, but keep these and i’ll be in contact with you very soon.” she took out a pair of kimoyo beads from her trouser pockets and placed it in your hand, closing it herself manually as a sign that you should keep it. it was so pretty, your name in wakandan alphabet was all around it, the light glow of vibranium was a perfect accessory that you wouldn’t mind keeping until you died to be honest. it was like she planned all of this.

“will you track me or something.” you placed it on your wrist, watching how it perfectly complimented your skin colour.

“mm, maybe.” shuri ruffled your soft black hair and walked towards the vast door, opening it and standing to the side so you could walk out first, “thank god no one else can open this.” she said, closing the door behind you both. the latch clicked and it was locked once again under the command of shuri.

“that would’ve been dreadful.” you said, head leaning on shuri’s chest as she wrapped her arm around your shoulder.

“definitely.”

you both walked back into the ball ready to act as if nothing unholy just went down between the both of you…but it was obvious, everyone could probably tell, down to the wobble in your walk to the dark red mark that had magically appeared out of the blue onto your neck.

what a mystery.

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[valoisfulcanellideux]

These Stones Remember - cover reveal

A few days ago I posted the full title and cover reveal for my upcoming Pixlriffs-centric (Copper King & Phantom Assassin) story, A Tale of Two Devotions. That beautiful artwork was commissioned from the amazing Sabira | @floweroflaurelin and at the end of the post I mentioned that I had one other commission currently sitting with them.

Well, that commission is now complete, and ready to share with you.

It's the cover for my 178,000-word fic These Stones Remember, and I'll admit that seeing this final image got me feeling incredibly emotional. There may or may not have been tears shed. There were. Oh heck, there were.

So here it is:

I spent almost a year of my life writing These Stones Remember, and Sabira has more than done justice to these characters and this world. The Copper King, Onorait Paix al-Lareiff. His 2,000-year-old present-day version, Pix al-Lareiff. His devoted and faithful Chaperone, Mhenheli al-Q'isaraf. His adorable little soul companion kitty, Malin. And the Vigil and the Statue, and so many other tiny little details that you probably won't even realise have been inserted into the illustration unless you've read the story.

To say that I'm thrilled with this cover would be the understatement of the year. (I know this year is still young, so let's include last year, too!) It was a delight to work with Sabira, and to see the in-progress sketches and eventually this final render, with the beautiful hand typography for the title.

And, if the cover has piqued your interest but you've not yet read the story? Welp, here's a taxi to some sweeping ancient history :)

"The past changes a little every time we retell it." A wandering scholar and his ethereal companion find a long-abandoned treasure. At first glance he thinks has simply stumbled upon a ruined ancient capital, filled with the promise of incredible archaeological treasures and riven through with the history of a long-dead civilisation. But when he wakes up one day and finds the city has come alive around him, its people bowing to him as though they know and respect him, he has unknowingly begun a journey toward redemption for a terrible mistake he made two thousand years ago.

#these stones remember #empires smp #empiresblr #pixlriffs #empires pixlriffs #empires fanfic #mcytblr #mcyt #the ancient capital #pixandria #the copper king #mhenheli al q'isaraf

[mrs-snape5984]

There, there…

“You let me fall apart without letting go.

Then you pick up the pieces and you make me whole.”

In one of my darker nights (and there are a lot actually), I listened to “Break in” by Halestorm…crying in my misery, in which I’m feeling captured, since I’m struggling with severe ME/CFS.

I thought about the many stories, I’ve written for Severus and the other drawings, I’ve commissioned from wonderful artists, where I was defending and protecting him. But now, that I’m feeling helpless, hopeless and afraid, I needed some comfort from him.

The artwork of the incredibly talented artist @madfantasy have always cast a spell over me and I was searching for the perfect idea for a meaningful commission. The way @madfantasy can transfer emotions into art is just amazing, so I shared my thoughts and emotions…and Mani created this touching illustration for me! I’m glad, that I overcame my own shyness and requested this commission. Thank you so much for this beautiful piece of art, Mani! You brought some light into my darkness today. I’m looking at it, listening to the song and let Severus pick up the pieces to make me whole again.

🖤 Severus and Julia 🖤

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[misshoneyimhome]

Oh I think I found the perfect kink for Willy with the intern he has a hickey/biting/marking fetish she should return the favor and the guys tease him about it when they see marks down his back

Oh bb, I'm so with you on this! 😉

Willy def has a thing for marking up intern as his, and of course, she'll return the favour as she too should let everyone know he'd taken 🤍

I know you prob didn't ask for an entire chapter on this, however, I did take the opportunity to continue the story a little - hope that's alright 🙈

Warnings; 18+ smut; oral sex (m receiving); blindfold; mild choking; uprotected sex;

Word count; 4.8K

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Sink in the river the lessons I've learned I William Nylander 🖋️⚡️ [intern x willy]

"Fucking hell, William Nylander," you mumbled to yourself while getting undressed in the bathroom, checking out the aftermath of his antics on your inner thighs. Shades of blue and purple from bite marks, a lingering hint of red from his beard burn – a vivid reminder of the night's escapades.

Despite the pleasant memories, a twinge hit you as the hot water cascaded down your body in the shower. Nevertheless, you managed to chill out, letting the soothing water flow before tackling the morning routine to head back to Toronto.

Stepping out of the bathroom, you were met with the delightful sight of your boyfriend sprawled on the bed. His toned physique entwined in the bedsheets, blissfully oblivious to the snoozed alarm. Absolutely stunning. Blond hair tousled on the pillow, his torso rising and falling with each deep breath.

It still amazed you in many ways that he was yours. Yet, the reality of having to discreetly sneak him out of the hotel room, maintaining a facade of professionalism and distance in public, lingered as a reminder. As soon as you both stepped into the public space, you'd transform into distant friends rather than the intimate couple you were behind closed doors.

Deciding to join him on the bed, you gently sat down, caressing his back as he stirred in his slumber.

And as you sat there, taking in the sight of him, your fingers traced lightly over his smooth skin. The subtle paleness seemed strangely tempting, especially after the vibrant marks William had left on you. The urge to reciprocate and create some colourful artwork of your own became too enticing to resist.

Leaning down with care, you made sure not to disturb him entirely before the inevitable blare of his alarm. Soft, butterfly kisses graced his broad, toned shoulders as you delicately explored his skin. The kisses grew firmer with each passing moment, transitioning into gentle sucking and neatly placed bites, creating a rhythm of desire.

William stirred from his slumber, feeling the gentle touches on his skin. "Morning, babe," his dark, husky morning voice echoed. "What time is it?"

"It's five forty-five," you whispered, planting a final kiss before resting your head gently on his shoulder.

"Hmmm," he grunted deeply, slowly turning under your body, prompting you to reposition. Stretching your arms, you leaned over him, meeting his tired eyes. "What a beautiful sight to wake up to," he chuckled.

"Oh, you're one smooth talker, huh," you smiled, playfully rolling your eyes in response.

Your banter softly continued as William's fingers traced lazy patterns on your back, and you couldn't help but revel in the simplicity of the moment. Despite the secret nature of your relationship, these stolen moments held a charm of their own.

But as the alarm rang, the reality of the day ahead settled in. The need to get ready and face the world outside the cocoon of your shared intimacy became unavoidable. So, with a sigh, you reluctantly untangled yourself, reaching for your clothes scattered across the room.

"Shit," you gasped while putting on your jeans.

"What's up, babe?" William grinned from across the room, pulling a shirt over his head.

"I can't fuckin’ get my jeans on because of your little burns between my legs..." you flashed him a disapproving expression, but a smile soon replaced it, meeting William's satisfied smirk.

"Oh, well then I guess you'll just have to wear a skirt," he offered you a mischievous look, his eyes sending a cheeky wink before he approached you and placed a kiss on your forehead.

"Hmm... seems like you've really thought this through – but I guess you're right," you once again rolled your eyes with a light chuckle.

Dressed and ready to tackle the day, you exchanged a knowing look with William. It was a silent understanding of the delicate dance you both had to perform – maintaining a balance between the private world you cherished and the public facade you wore.

"Time to go," you said, a hint of reluctance in your tone. And William nodded, a mix of understanding and disappointment flickering in his eyes. The routine of slipping back into the roles you played in public felt like a subtle betrayal to your relationship.

He then opened the door, quickly scanning the hallway to ensure no managers were in sight, and turned back to you, flashing a sweet smile. "See you down at breakfast."

After a swift kiss, he left you alone for a few more minutes before you'd exit the room, re-joining the team and the rest of the staff down at the restaurant.

On a brighter note, the trip home unfolded smoothly, with the usual banter and camaraderie among the team. Only Mitch, as predictably late as ever, made a last-minute sprint to catch the bus that would transport everyone to the airport. Aside from that, everything was set for the journey back.

Despite the recent loss, the boys managed to maintain their spirits, sharing jokes and laughter throughout the flight. And as you observed the playful interactions, your attention inevitably drifted towards William. Memories of the previous night lingered in your mind – the possessiveness, the frustration, and the sweet moments that had followed, creating a tapestry of emotions.

Lost in contemplation, your phone buzzed in your hand. A text from Willy lit up the screen.

'What's so funny, babe? 😚'

'Just thinking about last night, nothing else 😉,' you replied, a playful smile gracing your lips.

‘Hmm, maybe we should repeat the success then? 😏’

‘Willy!’

‘What?’

‘Not here!’

‘Why not… we can sneak to the toilet? You know, join the mile-high club 😜’

The mischievous suggestion made you pause for a moment, entertaining the idea in your mind. However, the practicality and the risk involved quickly sobered your thoughts. The plane, after all, wasn't the most discreet location for such adventures.

But then again, a daring notion crossed your mind – everyone on the team already knew about your relationship. Perhaps they'd been the ones to challenge William's audacious proposals. And the idea brought a sly smile to your face as you contemplated the potential for mischief on the journey home.

Then William's phone buzzed again, and you couldn't help but glance at him, noticing the mischievous grin spreading across his face as he read your response.

‘Alright 😉’

‘What? 😮’

‘Let’s go then 😉 if you really mean it, then let’s do it’

Your chuckle couldn't be contained as you noticed his furrowed brows, studying his baffled expression from a distance.

You loved how you challenged his overly confidence. He was always so smug and cheeky, but in that very moment, he seemed a little torn between remaining in control, not giving in to temptation and taking you up on the challenge.

However, just as William was about to excuse himself to the toilet, Coach Keefe rose to speak to the lads, followed by Sam discussing video analyses and what to focus on for future games.

‘Seems like it has to be next time 😏 guess I’ll just have to enjoy the view of you in that little skirt from here…’

You smiled at William’s text.

‘If you’re lucky 😉 Oh, please do enjoy the view’

Smirks were exchanged across the airplane as you both let the fantasy play out in your heads.

And as William had to return his attention to the coaches’ words, you decided to sneak away for a short moment. Then, standing in the tiny toilet, in front of the mirror, you took in a deep breath and let your confidence shine.

You knew well enough what such action would do to your boyfriend, and you couldn’t help but smile as you undid your shirt, hiked up your skirt, and let the tiny fabric of your panties show, capturing a photo of your lingerie.

And for the rest of the flight, you couldn't help but wonder what would be in store when you returned.

**

On the following day, almost forgetting about your mischievous move the morning before, you entered the Scotiabank Arena like any other home game day.

You met with the equipment staff, assisted in setting up everything to prepare for morning skates and tonight’s match, and went over the media plans for the night with Melanie and Jennifer as you’d be capturing the boys when they’d arrive.

However, your mind was a little preoccupied during the day. After your move with the photos in the lavatory on the plane yesterday, William had done nothing but remind you of what you were to expect tonight after the game.

He'd texted you in rather explicit details of what he’d do to you for teasing him like that. For torturing him well aware that he couldn’t get a release for as long as you were among the team and staff. And what had made it even worse; as soon as you’d landed, Jennifer had offered to drive you home. Which meant William couldn’t do it, nor could he drive you to his place and give you what you deserved.

He did, though, send you a little sneak peek of his member, just as a reminder of what you’d been missing out on. However, as the day began, his overly satisfied smug face was soon to fade.

As soon as William arrived for the morning skate at the training rink and joined the team in the locker room, he was immediately called out.

“Wow! Someone’s not hiding that they’re getting some action, huh, Willy?” Max shouted the moment William stood bare-chested.

“Hold on! Did you and y/n do a little something in New York?” Auston joined in with a mischievous grin.

“What are you guys talking about?” William questioned, unsure what they were all laughing at and referring to.

“Come on, Willy! You’re like a Monet painting,” Mo chimed in with a deep laugh.

Baffled by the many comments and chuckles from his teammates, William sought out a mirror to study himself. And as soon as he saw it, he knew what you’d been up to.

His shoulders and the back of his neck were all covered in shapes of your gorgeous lips. Like small bruises, it was obvious he’d been on his stomach, and you’d paid attention to his back while he was asleep.

And he knew it must have been the morning before in the hotel room. He thought you’d been set to give payback after he’d left his mark where he’d been. However, in his defence, no one would ever see your colours given the place.

Yet as he returned to the lads, he wore a great smile.

“Damn, Willy, didn’t know the two of you liked it rough,” voices echoed through the room as comments were still tossed his way. But he could do nothing but chuckle darkly as he was nowhere near embarrassed of showing off his actions.

“Well, if you think this is something… you should see her,” William flashed the boys a confident wink before he was met with ‘oooh’s and high fives.

Meanwhile, you were merely doing your job.

The anticipation and tension added an extra layer of excitement to the game day, and you couldn't help but steal glances at William throughout the evening, wondering just how he planned to follow through with his promises once you were finally alone.

However, though the thoughts were intriguing, they were swiftly replaced by the game of the night as the Leafs were facing off against the Avalanche. Despite the great lead in the first period, Colorado set to redeem themselves and by force took the win in the second and third periods, completely skating all over the Leafs and concluding the match 5-3.

The boys were beyond frustrated and angry with themselves as they cooled down in the locker room following the game.

And though Coach Keefe tried his best to motivate the lads for the next game, Tavares adding in a few heartfelt captain words, the players were not in the spirit of ‘looking at the bright side.’ No, all they wanted was just to win next game. And it could only happen too slow.

Then, with the team slowly emptying out the locker room, you kept a discreet eye on William, trying not to stare too much.

But it was tougher than ever. Seeing him frustrated like that, all you wanted was to run to him and comfort him like the other wives and girlfriends had done. However, you remained at a distance, trying to meet his eyes and making sure he understood how much you cared for him.

And it seemed to work. Every time your eyes met across the room, he flashed you a soft smile, signalling that he knew you were there for him.

They were almost soft moments, filled with romantic glances and smiles. However, you were not to be fooled. Despite his charming face and boyish sweetness, William was very much still keen on reminding you who’s in charge of your relationship. Especially since you’d decided to wear the same skirt as yesterday, just to tease him a little.

But he could not have you walk around, thinking you were suddenly the boss, with all the praise you’d been receiving lately. Giving him hickeys and bite marks like that, as if you were marking him up as yours in front of everyone. Oh no, he could not have that.

And let’s just say that the loss from the match only fuelled his fire.

His mischievous attitude created tension across the room as he met you in the hall, a tension that could’ve been cut through with a knife.

"So, you think you can just give me hickeys like that and get away with it?" His dark, rough voice echoed through the air as you both made sure you were all by yourselves.

"Mm," you softly nodded, flashing him your sweetest innocent puppy eyes as he approached you, coming in closer into your personal space.

"Oh, you're so in for it," he whispered darkly, his lips forming a smirk, making you beyond tempted to just have him take you right then and there.

"Bring it on, Nylander" was all you needed to say before William practically dragged you out, not caring whether you'd signed off for the day or not. Had you said goodbye to your boss? Probably not, but William didn't care. You had been a tease, and he needed to remind you of who you belonged to.

The ride was short, yet it felt longer. William's intense glare occasionally meeting yours as he navigated through the city.

Which was a little amusing to you. In the beginning of the season, he'd been taking the subway to the games, not wanting to bother with traffic. However, as it proved impractical in case, he wanted to take you home sooner rather than later, he'd opted for the car lately.

And as he parked the car and you both made your way to the lift, he hoisted you over his shoulder, giving your bum a proper slap, holding you in his grip during the ride up.

Giggles echoed through the room and the hallway as he walked with you to the front door. And as soon as you entered, he put you back down. Quickly, coats and shoes were tossed aside before William clashed his lips into yours, closing the little gap there was between you.

And his hands were all over your body, massaging and squeezing your ass and breasts before tangling his fingers in your hair. And you met him with equal eagerness. The pent-up desire and the fiery intensity of the moment painted a vivid picture of passion that was about to unfold.

Your mouths explored each other as you let your palms roam his chest and found his neck to wrap around. It was hungry and intense. William driven to make you his and send you into a level of pleasure he knew only he could provide.

But you too were feeling rather confident. Despite the sombre feelings after a loss, you were just as driven to take charge and make your man feel good again.

With fumbling steps, making your way through the condo and tangled in each other’s touch, you only made it to the kitchen before you withdrew and untangled from one another, catching your breaths amidst the hunger.

It was almost like a battle where William was determined to show off his dominance, and you'd be challenging his every little move.

“Don’t think you’re in charge here,” he spoke darker than ever before, but you were more than tempted not to give in to his dominance.

So instead, you just looked up at him through your lashes, flashing him a sensual, naughty look before you dropped to your knees. Your hands never leaving his body on the way down, stopping by the hem of his trousers, which you pulled down along with no hesitation.

And William couldn’t exactly complain. Simply enjoying your determination to challenge him, he elicited a chuckle and relaxed by your touch as you undressed his lower half and unleashed his awaiting semi-hard cock.

His hand swiftly found your hair as you placed kisses around his intimate area, lightly licking his balls a little before turning to his shaft.

“Fuck baby… just- oh!”

You cut off his impatience by taking him into your warm mouth, causing William to tilt his head back and shut his eyes close.

A mix of grunts and moans escaped the man above you, his grip on your head getting a little firmer as you let his shaft slip in and out of your mouth, coated by saliva as you relaxed your throat and took him deeper and deeper.

"Oh baby… you’re so good," praises sang from William’s lips as he let himself sink more into your touch, feeling the climax slowly build up within him.

It was only fair, you thought. He was always making such an effort in going down on you, making you feel incredible, and now you wanted to return the favour.

But William wasn’t entirely ready to give it all to you. Despite how much he loved how you tried to take charge; he was still the one who’d planned to punish you for your little mischievous behaviour on the plane. And as you bopped your head, focusing on breathing through your nose as you worked his length sensually with your mouth and hand, William began rocking his hips against your movements.

His subtle thrusts almost choking you as he held your head in place, discreetly forcing his member further into your mouth, causing you to lightly gag.

“Mmm yesss, your fucking mouth feels so good,” William’s voice echoed through the condo, mixed with your sobbing and gagging sounds.

And you couldn’t help but moan into his member as you felt his thigh muscles tense under your touch, his climax evidently about to reach.

However, William remained determined to his initial idea and withheld his peak as he retreated his cock from your delicious warm mouth.

You panted as he did so, refilling your lungs with air as you managed to regain control and looked intensely up at him with a smirk on your face, biting down on your lower lip.

“You think you’re such a good girl, huh?” William chuckled above you, gently stroking his thumb along your lips. “But you’ve also been very bad…”

Your smirk slowly faded as you saw how dark his eyes had turned, his breathing heavy as he studied your face.

“Get up,” he commanded, and you knew better than not to do as told. Yet a light chuckle escaped you as you rose, and you had a feeling that William wouldn’t react softly to that. “Don’t laugh, baby…”

Then discarding all his clothes and swiftly turning you around, William’s strong arms held a tight grip onto you as you had to support yourself on the kitchen counter. Then bending down, he found the tie he’d been wearing tonight, and gently he wrapped it around your head, covering your eyes and stealing your sight.

You let out a small gasp as you were blindfolded, your arms slightly feeling weak, your legs trembling as you felt intrigued by what was about to unfold.

“This fuckin’ skirt…” his rough voice sounded from behind you, and before you knew it, William tore up the fabric that covered your lower half.

“Willy!” you gasped as he threw away your ruined piece of clothing.

“This skirt has been taunting me baby, and you know it – it had to go… and so do these,” and then he forcefully ripped your panties from your body as well.

“Are you going to destroy all my clothes?” you almost mockingly spoke with a sly grin across your lips, and with no words needed, William then tore apart your blouse. “I take that as a yes,” you whispered, feeling yourself getting more turned on by his dominant behaviour.

And William couldn’t help but let out another dark chuckle as he observed you before him. Your almost naked body, clothes ripped by his eager hands, and your bum in full display for him, bend over the kitchen counter, ready to take his cock.

Then, he let his large hand slowly run up your back, unclasping your bra along the way, which you quickly  tossed, before he made his way to your mouth.

With slightly parted lips, you let him stick in his fingers, first two then three, coated them with your saliva as you sucked them, before he withdrew and traced them back down your body. Slowly down your buttocks and ending between your legs where he led himself to feel your heat.

“Oh…” soft moans escaped your lips as you felt his fingers trace up your folds, letting them be coated with the juices you’d formed while giving him head. Yet, it was more intense than usual. The lack of your sight enhanced your other senses, including the touch on your skin.

“It turns you on pleasing me, baby?” he asked rhetorically, not in doubt as he felt your warmth. “So, fucking wet for me.”

And with ease, William let his two thick digits slip into your core, past your tight entrance as he stretched you. 

“Willy,” you gasped, moans becoming louder as you felt him slowly pumping in and out of you, your essence coating him. But William desired more than just playing with your cunt.

Using his other hand, he gently wrapped it around your neck, lightly holding a firm grip without blocking your airways. “I asked you a question… does it turn you on, sucking my cock? Letting me choke you with it as you’re on your knees for me?”

You tried your best to gulp under his touch. Feeling his fingers curl inside you as he rubbed over your sweet spot.

“Yes,” you finally managed to speak, slightly shaking as he stimulated your walls, your mind slowly going foggy as pleasure coursed through your body.

“See, you can be a good girl,” William whispered roughly, before retracting his fingers. However, he didn’t let you feel void for long. Instead, he again inserted his digits, three fingers this time to stretch you even further. And again, your moans increased as you were gasping for air underneath him.

Your breaths were uneven and deep as he kept pumping. Sounds of your wet cunt mixing in the noise he was creating from you. And you couldn’t help but feel the intensity of a pending orgasm approaching. Your hands gripping tightly onto the counter as William stimulated you, almost too much with every motion.

And soon, you were on the brink of a climax, clenching your tight muscles as you were unable to speak properly.

“Willy… please… I want to – please I’m gonna cum,” you cried out.

And William couldn’t contain his amusement as he made you into his little hot mess.

“Yeah baby… come for me,” he spoke. “Cum all over my fingers and show me what a girl you are.”

It was too intense. He was being so rough with you, yet you were beyond the state of pleasure as he fingered you through your orgasm, and you shouted out his name in between deep moans.

You had to take in deep breaths in order to regain control again, trying to calm yourself from the intense high as William slowed down his motions and gently took out his fingers from your heat.

And he couldn’t help but admire you, taking his fingers to your mouth once again, letting you open and stick out your tongue so you could taste just how good he was to you. You let yourself suck on his fingers, cleaning them as you tasted your sweet juice. 

William’s member was throbbing as he watched you, feeling your mouth suck passionately just like you’d done with his cock. And he couldn’t control himself any longer.

Withdrawing his hand, he then took a firm grip on your hips, giving his length a few strokes before he lined it up with your entrance. And with one forceful motion, William pushed himself all the way into your heat.

“Fuck,” you screamed out as he filled you up, hitting the very back of your depth before he drew back a little and then pushed back in.

The movements were hard and rough. As if he was letting go of deeper emotions, anger he’d been holding back.

And soon, he began rocking his hips, firm and deep thrusts, as his cock massaged your walls. His skin loudly slapping against yours as your moans harmonised and echoed through the condo.

William’s nails were almost digging into the skin of your hips, and your bum cheeks were slightly glowing a hint of red with every forceful pound.

“Yes, baby, you take me so good!” William breathed out heavily, feeling himself growing more and more eager for a release.

And your tightness around him didn’t exactly slow him down. Increasing his speed, he felt how you clenched around him, and soon he felt his climax about to peak.

“Willy… I’m gonna c-c-cum again…” you whimpered as he fucked you senseless, no mercy in his motions.

“Then cum… show me how good you can be…”

And again, you let the intensity of a rush flood over, blurring your mind as you squinted your eyes behind the blindfold. You could almost feel how your cunt sprayed your juices all over William’s cock, even trailing down your leg as you moaned out his name and a string of curse words.

Sweat was covering William’s skin as he enjoyed the view of you trembling because of his doing. His body hot from the exercise and the high about to take over his mind as well. And just with a few more thrusts, William let out a deep grunt, surrendering to the rush of a climax, and let himself paint your walls with his white paint.

“Shit baby,” William panted as he pumped his length a few more times into your heat, letting the rest of his cum fill you up as you both were coming out of the ecstatic state of mind.

And for a moment, William stood still. Letting you cock warm him following by the intense high, as he regained control of his breaths and enjoyed your walls pulsating around his tender member.

Then gently, he pulled out, undid the blindfold and guided you to stand and turn around in his embrace. Your eyes blinking a few times as they adjusted to the light and the sight of your handsome man.

“Hey, you’re feeling okay?” William asked softly, delicately caressing your cheek as you let out a soft sigh and simply leaned into the soft touch of his hand.

“Yeah, Willy – I’m feeling perfectly fine,” you smiled up at him, your eyes glistening with his ocean blue.

And as you stood there, in the kitchen, taking in the sweet moment, you couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle.

“What?” William smiled.

“Nothing… just thinking, maybe I should challenge you more often,” you gazed up at him, flashing a sweet smile as you rested against his large, warm body.

“Hmm…” he merely smiled, as he looked down at you. “Maybe, I think you should too.”

Amidst the sexual rush, sweat, and the scent of William’s condo, you relished the intimate moment between you. A tender moment following a road trip filled with challenges, jealousy, and then a lost home game.

“Let’s go take a shower,” you suggested with a soft tone of voice.

“Good idea.”

Once again, you felt a slight twinge when the hot water met your skin. But you didn’t care. The comfort of William’s touch was more than enough to wash away all the pain.

“Willy,” you whispered softly, resting your head against his chest as you stood with your back against him.

“Hmm?” he mumbled into your hair.

“I love you…”

You could almost feel his satisfied smirk.

“Baby, I fucking love you too.”

#my asks #intern x willy #18+ #william nylander imagine #wn88 imagine #nhl hockey imagine #toronto maple leafs imagine #nhl smut #william nylander smut #william nylander fic

[afterthesequels]

BEN SOLO RETURNS!!!!!!!!!!!! And if Disney won't do it, we will! Here comes Episodes 10, 11, and 12 as full featured FAN-CREATED films, with a TV series to cover the space in between! This is an 8-YEAR PLAN! So, come along with us! #FansWillSaveStarWars We thought it was time to put our money where our mouths are and do JUST THAT. Here we have a team of nearly 50 amazing fans of Star Wars fans from all walks of the spectrum of this fandom, coming together to CREATE AMAZING FAN FILM, alongside and inspired by so many of you that already create beautiful art and stories. We have all original artwork, original voices, original sounds, and original music! We decided to put it all together into an ANIMATED FILM and this is our teaser trailer, the first of 4 trailers (full trailers coming soon!). We needed "The Last Skywalker" to be resurrected and reunited with his dyad, because we believe his bloodline is very important to the continuation of the Skywalker Saga. Together, Ben and Rey will rebuild a new Jedi Order, one where attachments can be a strength not a hinderance. And they bring forth a new generation of Jedi, including their own children. We believe it was a far more interesting story to let Ben Solo atone for his sins, rather than copy-paste his grandfather's exact same fate. Redemption is cool and all, but ATONEMENT is far better! And Rey will help him do that. He will have to gain the trust of the Resistance, Rey's found family, to forge a new path for himself. Give the teaser a look, tell us what you think, and btw --- make sure to SUBSCRIBE to our YouTube Channel as there will be much much more to come. https://www.youtube.com/@AfterTheSequels Visit our website for more information or if you'd like to be part of the team and we feel you have a skill we can use, you can contact us there as well. https://afterthesequels.com/

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[married-to-a-redhead]

Welcome to Redhead Appreciation Day 2023!

Redhead Appreciation Day is a special day dedicated to celebrating the beauty and uniqueness of redheads around the world. It serves as a wonderful opportunity to recognize and appreciate the extraordinary qualities that redheads possess. On this day, people come together to honor the vibrant hair color, the fiery personalities, and the overall charm of redheads. It's a chance to show admiration and respect for this rare and captivating trait.

During Redhead Appreciation Day, @princessred101-v2 and I will be posting the submissions we have received as well as other fun things to celebrate the redhead community. We are happy to report that many people have shared stories, photos, and artwork that highlight the beauty and individuality of redheads. It's a day to encourage people of all hair colors to appreciate the unique qualities that make redheads so special. It's also an opportunity to foster a sense of unity among individuals with this striking feature.

Redhead Appreciation Day 2023 is an occasion to spread positivity, love, and appreciation for redheads. It's a time to acknowledge their contribution to society and to celebrate their distinctiveness. So feel free to join in the festivities to honor the radiant redheads in your life and let them know just how truly amazing they are!

#redhead appreciation day 2023

[doumadono]

emergency request!!

hello, im here to please ask for a izukuxfem!reader where its just about their relationship and how they go on cute dates and stuff.

cause next year im 20 and im kinda sad i wont experience teenage love </3

Sweet date - Izuku Midoriya x Reader

A/N: teenage love can be a unique and memorable experience, but remember that love knows no age limits. You have so many wonderful moments and relationships ahead of you as you enter your 20s. Each phase of life brings its own special kind of love and growth. Cherish the memories you've created and look forward to the exciting adventures and connections that lie ahead❤️

EMERGENCY REQS MASTERLIST

Izuku Midoriya and you had a relationship unlike any other. What started as a chance encounter at a coffee shop had blossomed into something extraordinary. Your bond was built on mutual admiration, shared dreams, and a profound understanding of each other.

One weekend, Izuku surprised you with an invitation to an art gallery. As you wandered through the exhibition, you couldn't help but be amazed by his deep appreciation for the artwork. Izuku had a natural talent for understanding the emotions and stories behind the paintings, and he eagerly shared his insights with you.

One particular painting caught your attention - a vibrant, abstract piece that seemed to capture the essence of their relationship. Izuku gazed at it thoughtfully and said, "It reminds me of us, how our feelings and experiences blend into something beautiful and unique."

You smiled and took his hand, feeling your connection grow even stronger. After the gallery, you went to a cozy café for some tea. The two of you sat by the window, engaging in deep conversations about your aspirations, your favorite books, and your dreams for the future.

Izuku's passion for heroism shone through as he talked about his training and his desire to make the world a better place. You admired his determination and unwavering commitment, and you knew that he'd achieve great things.

As the day continued, you decided to visit a botanical garden, another one of Izuku's favorite places. He loved observing the various types of plants and was even growing a small collection of his own at home. He proudly showed you his potted plants, explaining how each one had a unique personality and needed special care.

As the day drew to a close, you found yourselves sitting on a park bench, watching the stars appear in the night sky.

Izuku turned to you and said, "You're like a guiding star in my life. With you, I feel like I can accomplish anything." His earnestness and sincerity warmed your heart, and you knew that your connection was something truly extraordinary.

In the quiet of the night, you shared a kiss under the starry sky, cherishing the uniqueness of your relationship. Your bond was like a rare masterpiece, a beautiful work of art that continued to evolve and inspire both of you with each passing day.

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[spnfanficpond]

January 2024 Angel Fish Awards

(Angel Fish design by @slytherkins!!)

Every month all of you fantastic writers work your asses off to post some truly incredible stories. Our Angel Fish Awards are the way for all of us, as a community of writers and readers, to lift each other up and give praise to those who have captured our attention and deserve a few kind words. (Click here to learn more about how to nominate a fic for an award!)

Nominated by @heavenssexiestangel

The Unconventional Meet-Cute by @schizonephilim

I wanted to read something different from my usual go-to, and I had this story in my To Be Read 'pile' for a while, so I read chapter 1! I can't wait to read chapter 2. It's really well-written and the sexy times are awesome.

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Nominated by @spn-fanfic-reblog-writes

Full of Grace by ilovehowyouletmefall (AO3)

I love this fic. I have read this thing so many times. I love the intimacy and how they develop organically. How Cas just takes why Dean gives and it’s how it should be in my head. It’s sweet and fluffy. I wish Dean would stop calling Cas “pal” as if he’s fucking Mickey Mouse and Pluto but it’s amazing. I return to it a lot. It’s a comforting story that deals with mental health and I’m glad it’s set in heaven.

Cuddle Deprivation by @destielshipper4cas

This is sooo good. It’s an incubus that feeds off affection and emotions through touch. It is so good. So fluff, Castiel and Dean confused about the different cultures, which I think is a great element because it's a common problem with relationships from people of different countries or even skin color at times. Must read.

Cuddlibus by @destielshipper4cas

It’s an incubus that feeds off affection and emotions through touch. It is so good. So fluff, Castiel and Dean confused about the different cultures, which I think is a great element because it's a common problem with relationships from people of different countries or even skin color at times.

Heartstring Promenade by @winchester-reload

This is the ending to the series I wanted.

Destiel's 1st Time by @chaoticmotherofall

Holy shit. Wow, primal. Rawr. Must read smut. I think it’s the scene most of the fandom would want to see if they could. Sorry, not sorry.

Dean's Delights by Redamber79 (AO3)

Destiel. Baker Dean. Can smell each other through blockers. Insecure Cas. Love it! He just wants to eat Dean up and kind of does! True mates are delicious, don’t ya think?

The Company by CasCase (AO3)

You’re gonna get intimidated by the language of ballet vocab but don’t worry, it isn’t important. It’s such an amazing love story and so well written. Wow. There is even artwork of the seriously important emotional scenes that just make it so much better. Omg! I wish this was a fucking movie because it’d be gorgeous!

Room for Two (The Mattress AU) by @almassi

Schmoopy fluffiness. I love it! I also love that Cas actually gets everything but doesn’t show it. Lol. He got the references.

truly there's nobody for you but me by Abi_in_the_Cosmos (AO3)

Omfg, hotness. Cas so teasing Dean. The shorts are used. The shorts in the BTS on the show of Jensen wearing denim short shorts, which of course Dean says they exist for an in-story reason. I don’t care. It’s great.

this heart and flesh shall fail by ValandraWrites (AO3)

Monsterfucker story, technically. Great story. Dean is not technically underaged despite what it says. Twist ending. Beautiful story with a sexy but sad twist.

The Biological Ways by @sitruunavohveli

Three words: Accidental office romance Destiel! A/b/o! Love it. Love that it’s Charlie too. Yay! I also am a huge fan of this author’s works. I’ve had the pleasure of working with them and they’re just amazing to work with. Please check them out.

Weighted by amireal, tiamatv (AO3)

I absolutely love this fic because I actually sleep with a weighted blanket and when my kids are sick, they love their own. I even have one in the car. It’s light but enough to feel it. This is just so fluffy and romantic all thanks to our favorite redhead introducing weighted blankets which helps so much. It’s been shown to even help babies but blankets aren’t great for them. Anyway, they’re so cute and that scene where Dean opens his eyes all slow and gentle with “hey”, just broke me. My husband and I do that periodically and it just means more snuggles and sleep. lol. Poor Castiel thinking he couldn’t have Dean which I understand since Dean has said so much he is straight or implied it rather often. Ugh. This was done so well. Thank you both!

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Nominated by @deeranger

When There's Only You by AnOddSock (AO3)

It's such a visceral and extremely well-written story, dark and full of intense angst but at the same time it highlights that profound tenderness and affection between Sam and Dean. The whole "there is no me if there is no you". I was on the edge of my seat all the way through, my heart breaking for the brothers in such a delightful way. This fic is a great rollercoaster ride, like a dark porn with a substantial amount of well-thought-out plot. Heed the tags though... Your feels might not come out intact.

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Nominated by @spnexploration

She Thought She Was Normal (series) by @aylacavebear

This is @Aylacavebear's first fic she's putting out into the wild and it's going to be a long multi-chapter journey. What a way to start! This first chapter takes us to poor Maria as a child, who has just lost her mother to a yellow-eyed demon, and Bobby sets her and her Dad up with Sam and Dean. Can't wait to see the whole journey!

Cuddle Deprivation by @destielshipper4cas

This was adorable!! The whole concept of cuddlibus was so cute and I loved when both Dean and Cas were trying to get more out of the relationship but thinking the other didn't want it. And including Sam's cuddlibus daughter was also adorable

Power Grows out of the Barrel of a Gun by Alaisabel (AO3)

I absolutely loved this AU. There are so many twists and turns and I had such a fun time working out what was going on. Dean is so anti-authority and he ends up in a relationship with Cas, a cop.

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Nominated by @mrswhozeewhatsis

Fluffy Faerie Tales (series) by @ladylilithprime

This universe and the characters in it are so fascinating! Sam and Dean are half-fae, and Jimmy and Cas have a backstory that is wildly different than anything else I've ever read! (No spoilers!) Sam/Cas/Jimmy is a threesome I've never read before, I don't think, and I'm loving it. So far, all of these stories are filled with plenty of fluff, and the perfect way to end my day. Sweet dreams of faeries and friends are always welcome!

Cuddle Deprivation and Cuddlibus by @destielshipper4cas

I am now OBSESSED with the idea of cuddlibi!!! Like those who have nominated this story above, I find this idea adorable and sweet. And Cas is just SO SWEET! And there's so much delicious pining in both of these stories!! I now want to read ALL the cuddlibus stories!!

THANK YOU ALL, KEEP UP THE AMAZING WORK, AND AS ALWAYS, HAPPY WRITING!

- From your Admins and Manta Rays, @manawhaat, @mrswhozeewhatsis, @mariekoukie6661, @thoughtslikeaminefield, @spencereliotwinchester, and @heavenssexiestangel!

#angel fish awards #angel fish awards masterlist #spnfanficpond #fan fiction #fanfiction #fan fic #fanfic #spn fan fiction #spn fanfiction #spn fan fic #spn fanfic #supernatural fan fiction #supernatural fan fic #supernatural fanfiction #supernatural fanfic #fic rec #spn fic rec #supernatural fic rec #the winchesters #spnwin #supernatural #pond admin

[doshiart]

Gallavich Lovefest 2024

I haven't read that many works yet, but I already have a small bookmarks collection. So I wanna share my love!

Happy Valentine's Day everyone!

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10. A one-shot by someone else that's less than a year old

7 Minutes in Heaven by @crossmydna

It may or may not be biased because it's literally based off on my fanart. BUT. I really enjoyed this one! It's funny, sensual and hot. And they're adorable high school teens who are exploring each other, locked in the cramped space. Thank you, Cross! <3

11. A multi-chapter by someone else that's at least 3 years old (and complete)

Like Real People Do by @gallavichy

I'm still in the process of reading, but I've read "Cooperative Gameplay" before, so I already want to praise the story in advance. I love texting au and this is amazingly written. A lot of emotions, worries, warmth and love. Thank you, Gray! <3 I noticed that there haven't been any new post updates for a long time and that's a little sad, but I hope you're doing well and feel happy!

12. A multi-chapter by someone else that's between 1 and 3 years old (and complete)

Teenage Dirtbag by @heymacy

That's what rocked me. First love. Love at first sight. Mutual pining reached all limits. I loved this music band au so much. The 90s make this story even more interesting. I am absolutely totally in love with this version of the Milkovich family. Ian and Mandy's friendship is briliant. It was like an awesome movie. Thank you, Macy! <3

13. A multi-chapter by someone else that's less than a year old (and complete)

Out of Nowhere by @suzy-queued

Gives me goosebumps. Love and betrayal? I'm gonna cry. This is a thrilling story, i love it so much and want to re-read it soon. And it's a story with a stunning covers. If for some reason you have not read this yet, then I just recommend reading it. GO READ IT. I have so many feeling. Thank you, Deena! <3 I'm looking forward to your next multi-chap story with great interest and intense curiosity. Your universes, worldbuilding and original characters are amazing!

30. Any fanwork (yours or someone else's) that's at least 7 years old

Is There Somewhere by andchaos

One of the very first fic I read in the fandom. I was very amazed by this story and I fell in love even more.

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24. A Gallavich/fandom Tumblr blog

@callivich for this a huge impressive collection! I absolutely love every post.

@gallacrafts for creativity! I'm glad I discovered these inspiring monthly themes.

@gallavichthings for interesting events and community unity! This is truly wonderful.

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5. A fanart by someone else that’s at least 3 years old

I love the colors here.

6. A fanart by someone else that’s between 1 and 3 years old

This is so lovely and intimate.

7. A fanart by someone else that's less than a year old

I love the view of this scene from this side, it's very beautiful.

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...and lastly hehe

4. Something you're working on (either a fic that's still a WIP or plans for future works - feel free to add snippets/sketches/etc.)

cooking something for gallacrafts!

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤactually no! the wall is lying. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ♡ love to all ♡

#Gallavich Lovefest 2024 #gallavich #gallavich fanfic #gallavich fandom #gallavich fanart #ian x mickey

[happy6machine]

Wow, that was a challenge.

It never ceases to amaze me how many people made their own versions of snake!Korekiyo. Totally different looks, stories, personalities.... It's amazing how persistent the concept is. A single idea arises in many different heads at many different times. The very beauty of humanity, right?

I was not inspired by anyone else to create my own version (or, more accurately, @julia-bunncat's and mine), but I wanted to pay homage to those who came before me. So I tried to draw everyone I could find, and this is what I got. A few messy sketches ahah. The designs belong to the following people, in order (if I'm wrong, please correct me): 1: @cowbov

2: @ephemeral-darkness

3: @danganronpa-mm-au

And the last special one. I wasn't sure if it could be called a snake….. But I really wanted to try and portray this intricate design by @snellyfish. Your artwork is amazing, guys. I hope you're doing well.

That's how it is. I'm sorry if I disturbed anyone, I had good intentions rlly ^^;;

#korekiyo shinguji #danganronpa #ndrv3 #fanart #my art #doodle #naga #i luv snakess

[thefreakandthehair]

I’m still an absolute puddle of goo over this HUGE surprise that so many incredible, amazing, wonderful angels disguising as people pulled off!

look at that massive stack of beautiful cards with some of the sweetest messages from the whole weekend! the goo goo dolls! the physical book of fanfics that I can work through as bedtime stories (and that has an ao3 collection here— trust that I will be reblogging everything here too 🫶)! the snacks! the candle! the card game! the tumbler! the blue Iris bracelet that I wore as my “something blue”! many favorite snacks! the tea! the little jar for our honeymoon!

and the physical bind of over the hills and far away, holy shit. my baby. my darling. my favorite child. my dream in life has always been to see words that I wrote together in a physical bind— and now I have a copy of my most favorite work on my bookshelf!

and this artwork that captured SO many details from meeting you was coming home! @firefly-party nailed it! 😭💕

plus the gift of thinking @withacapitalp was just coming to the wedding friday, only to walk into @bayouteche’s hotel room thursday to Liam jumping out of a closet to surprise me! as you might imagine, there was a lot of hugging, and happy flapping and tears on my end.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again a million more times: I’m the luckiest duck in the whole of the internet. I’m so grateful for every single person I’ve met here and who kept this secret for literal months. I’m impressed and beguiled and still stunned at the time and effort this took to organize.

I love everyone in this bar.

#i could cry all over again 😭😭😭 #not exaggerating when i say this is the nicest thing anyone did for me this entire weekend #lore and more

[stellar-skyy]

DANCING IN THE MOONLIGHT - Nilou x reader

i. SUMMARY: What if Nilou had an artist for a partner? ii. CONTENT WARNINGS: None! iii. NOTES: Fluff, artist!reader, gn!reader, they/them pronouns used, 1.5k words. iv. A/N: aaah i love nilou she deserves so much love. the majority of this was written in one sitting, which is surprising cause i am a big procrastinator :')

Imagine Nilou with an artist for a partner.

She met them directly after a performance. It was hardly the start of a love story; rather a random chapter in the middle of a slice-of-life novel, something that she’d never dream would change her life. It was a few words, traded between her usual thank you’s and appreciations that she received at the end of her dances.

“Miss Nilou,” A voice called out over the swarm of people. (And it was truly a crowd that day! Nilou couldn’t remember how long it had been since so many people showed up for a performance.) “Hey—excuse me, sorry—Miss Nilou!”

“Hm?” Nilou turned, wide-eyed and overwhelmed by the people surrounding her. They were all offering her such kind words; her cheeks couldn’t turn redder if she tried.

The voice that was louder than the rest came from a figure struggling to be noticed from the outskirts. Nilou excused herself from the people trying to mob her, and smiled warmly at them. “Hello. Were you there for the show?”

“Yes, I was! It was the most amazing thing I’ve seen!” The person grinned, eyes shining. Their eyes were so pretty, Nilou could have watched them all day. “I’ve never seen anything quite like it before. It was so graceful, and elegant… like something out of a work of art.”

“I appreciate your support!” Nilou giggled, her cheeks turning pink. “If you’re interested in seeing another performance, I will be here in three days.”

“I just might have to take you up on that offer. Goodby—”

That was all she heard of the person before they were swallowed up by the crowd.

Fortunately, it was far from the last time she’d see them.

Because they came to her next performance. And the one after that, and the one that followed it. Watching her with transfixed eyes; meeting her with more excited words spilling from their lips.

Short bursts of conversation after her show turned into dinner at Puspa Cafe and nights spent walking along the Bazaar with only each other for company. There, Nilou shyly asked them about themself; their family, their work. What their dreams were, and what they did to pass the time.

"I like to draw," (Name) explained, pulling a sketchbook from their bag and flipped through the pages. The drawings within were startlingly beautiful; delicate charcoal sketches of various figures, watercolour paintings made with rich and vivid pigments, and an assortment of pencil drawings of the sights of Sumeru City.

Nilou stared with stars in her eyes. "That's—that's so amazing!"

"Oh," Their eyes went wide, a nervous laugh escaping their mouth. "I'm not that amazing. I've just been practicing a while."

"You are! You have a talent, (Name)! You have to be proud of how far you've come, and the skills you've learnt!"

"Thank you, Nilou..."

She smiled at them, sunshine radiating from the warmth in her eyes. They stared back at her, traces of embarrassment and flattery still lingering in their expression. They looked simply lovely that night, as picturesque as any one of their artworks. And once Nilou had her eyes on them, she couldn't quite bring herself to look away, not when the cool glow of the streetlights fell on them at just the right angle to make their face practically glow, so breath-taking and—

Oh.

"I think..."

"Hm?"

"I think you're my favourite person." Nilou said breathlessly. (Name)'s eyes widened, their lips parting with a tiny gasp.

"Thank you," They whispered. "You're... you're mine too."

Nilou wasn’t quite sure when they became something more than friends.

It could have been the time that they went out to the edge of the Avidya Forest for a picnic, where Nilou brought her favourite pudding and an array of tiny cakes that she made the day before, when they sat by the river for hours dipping their feet into the water, how she found herself with her head in their lap by the end of the day.

It could also have been the time when Nilou excitedly begged them to let her teach them how to dance; where they stood awkwardly in the centre of the stage as she fussed around them, gently adjusting their arms and hands, leaning over their shoulder to correct their stance, and finally showing them how to sway and glide and spin across the stage.

She didn’t really care when things changed; to her, it was only important that they had. She would cherish the memories that they gave her, inscribing their smile to her memory, feeling delightfully dizzy at the thought of their arms around her. She’d wait at the end of her performances with that shining hope that they’d be there to rush up to her and spin her around in a hug. They didn’t show up for every performance, they had a job after all. But out of all of them, the ones where they were watching were her favourite.

Nilou tried not to look at the crowd when she danced. It was easier to lose herself in the movements, letting her body take over and her mind disconnect from the onlookers before her. She would close her eyes and imagine twirling around in her dark practice room, free from eyes and free from judgement.

For once, she let that go and focused on the crowd, looking across the audience between her movements. She swept her gaze across the people, scanning for the one person she wanted to see. There were many people; mothers holding their children up to see, couples holding hands and watching in excitement, passersby who were drawn in by the performance, but Nilou didn’t stop until she saw the one outline of the figure she knew all too well by this point.

They were…

They weren’t watching.

Their head was bowed, shoulders hunched over their sketchbook. In their hand, a pencil was scribbling furiously. They didn’t bother to look up at Nilou at all.

Her breath spiked sharply, and on the next beat her hands faltered in their movement. It was a tiny mistake, but she could see Mr Zubayr’s face pinch in a miniscule frown. She quickly shut her eyes again, this time to keep the tears pricking at the corners of her eyes still.

The rest of her dance passed by in a blur. She barely noticed when the audience began their applause.

“Nilou… Nilou!” That lovely, familiar voice didn’t fill her with the same bubbly excitement that it usually did. She turned anyway, plastering a smile on her face and hoping it didn’t look too fake.

“Hello, (Name).” She greeted politely. “Did you enjoy the show?”

“Yes! I also made you something,” They pulled out the same leather-bound book they were holding in the middle of the show. Nilou felt a pang in her heart at the sight of it. “It’s somewhere around… here! I had to finish up the last details during the show, but I wanted to make sure it was perfect.”

The sketchbook was pushed into her hands, opened to a watercolour artwork of a beautiful woman. It was painted in the softest shades of blue, white, and red, with delicate brushstrokes that could only have been made by the most loving hand. The figure’s hands were poised gracefully above her head, one leg pointing to the side. Her head was tilted back and her eyes were closed, and there was a surprising tenderness to how her face was drawn, to show a peaceful—and undoubtedly beautiful expression.

The most surprising part though, was it was most definitely a picture of her.

It couldn’t have been made in one performance, so how long have they been working on the piece to have such detail? Nilou imagined them during the show, hunched over the sketchbook, finishing the last little details of the drawing. She thought of them looking up to see her eyes closed, expression holding the dim traces of heartbreak, looking down between the serene face in the drawing and wondering what could be wrong.

“Do you… like it?” They said nervously. Nilou looked up with a radiating smile.

“Oh, (Name),” Nilou squealed, breathless with relief. “I love it, I love it!”

“I’m glad,” (Name) breathed out.

“Thank you,” Nilou murmured. Her eyes closed slowly, the fear that she felt earlier melting down into contentment. A hand cupped her face, thumb rubbing slowly along her cheek.

“Nilou?” (Name) said softly. “Are you crying?”

Her cheeks were wet. How did she not notice before. “I—I guess I am.”

“Why? Did I do something?”

“No, it’s just—” Nilou swallowed. “I looked at you when you were in the audience. You weren’t looking. I thought… you didn’t like my dancing.”

As she spoke the words, they sounded pathetic even to her own ears. (Name)’s expression crumpled, and they used their thumb to wipe away the tears falling from her eyes. “Don’t worry,” (Name) whispered, pressing a delicate kiss to Nilou’s forehead. “I absolutely loved it.”

reblogs and comments are appreciated! ♡

#✒️ — writing #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #nilou x reader #genshin nilou x reader #genshin impact nilou x reader

[qierxing]

Any blog recommendations yandere x reader ?

POV you have activated my non stop talking NPC dialogue

Oh god I have so many people for you bestie —I rarely do get the chance to just gush sincerely.

Please check these wonderful people out and remember to read/heed any rules they have.

@galair - My bestie in the whole wide world, sexy painted fanarts and thotty excerpts galore (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) Her artworks feel so buttery and smooth with her painted strokes and the colors is just off the charts. Composition for sexy tense scene? She gotchu — 10/10 would follow(And her commissions are open!!!).

@ddarker-dreams - A legend in the yandere Genshin community, her works are just phenomenal. I especially love how she does world building and context—I often easily lose attention with long subtext, but the way Lock does it is just artful in that it ends up being the beautiful ribbon that ties up the whole story. If you like a good balance of plot and yandere, she’s your author.

@yandere-daydreams - Love, love how they do prose. Don’t know how to explain it, but the way the sentences flow into each other…poetic cinema, if I dare say it(bestie please tell me how you manage to make your runon sentences super sexy). The way dialogue flows in their fics is just so natural and sometimes makes you laugh or gasp scandalously. You’d be hard pressed to find anyone else like them.

@saekogun - Known for their yandere Genshin college AU. I love how June sets up their world and how they explores their concepts—it’s almost you’re like a player in a game with how in-depth they go. Gave me so many brain worms about many fun different concepts of characters in different scenarios, it’s seriously impressive.

@stupid-sloot-headcanons - Amazing succinct and sweet excerpts/thoughts about many yandere stuff—perfect for a morning newspaper read. Will manage to get you horny within a couple sentences, mark my words.

@merakiui - Came for the yandere Genshin, stayed for the Azul thirst trap. No. 1 person to go to for Octavinelle brainrots (Need to get that Azul fix man). The way she writes visuals...beautiful. I swear I can see her words become actual pictures in my mind's eye.

@love-toxin - Has a good variety of fics on different media, from Eddie Munson(you’re almost getting me bestie)from Stranger Things to Leon Kennedy(every day I think about that fic. you know what I’m talking about) to SPIRIT HUNTER(i’m not normal about this media period. the second game is coming next year). Truly an eye opener for the things that I never knew i was into; thank you for your service.

@99-nct - Cha, my beloved <3 Their writing has grit and an edge that always makes you keep coming back for more. Want to feel your heart clench? No other author has got you covered like Cha.

@jackplushie - Recent follow for my TWST fixation, they have cool and unique AUs and prompts that I’ve enjoyed perusing.

@yandere-sins - So many good fics, truly keeping us all fed here. I can swear by their smuts, it's the hot shit of the century. Their Alien series is to DIE for, literally.

@yanmaresu - Thrilling yandere x reader art, need I say more? They also have great excerpts with their pieces.

@shiny-jr- Another one of my fav TWST blogs—they explore lots of prompts and what-ifs' in TWST world and it's always a treat to read due to how fleshed out it's written.

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There’s probably plenty more that I can’t remember right now, but please do check my tags if you would like to see more people. I run a queue on various works that I’ve enjoyed reading immensely, and the authors of those works are sure to deserve a reblog and a follow!

Also small reminder that I see your replies and send much love, I just can’t reply cuz this is a side blog and I will die before revealing my main blog handle.

#xing's circle #asks #sarahyumiko2