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so-long-soldier-writes · 1 month

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Anatomy Class

kai parker x reader

summary: kai + magic + boredom = trouble

tags: high school au, siphoning, magical fingering, masturbation (semi-public)

word count: 1.8k

a/n: i tagged this right next to my dad; you're both 18 in this!

“You have to promise to use this wisely and not get caught with it. Not in school, and certainly not at home,” you reiterate to Kai for maybe the third time in twenty minutes.

“I know, I know! Trust me, princess, I know the risks.”

“If it runs out, I can give you more, but if my parents suspect something’s up, they’ll find a way to contact yours.”

“But what if I run out before the day’s over and it’s just wasted? If I don’t use it, it drains.”

You sigh. “What are you suggesting?”

“I don’t know… can’t I just play with it a little? I can’t do that much damage during school hours. Worst I could do is make some kid trip over his shoelaces.”

“Kai!”

“I’m kidding! But seriously, Y/N…”

“Okay, I see your point. Do whatever you want with it, just don’t get caught.”

“And if I run out, you’ll give me more?” He hates to sound greedy, but he’s desperate.

“Of course. I can’t imagine what it’s like to not have permanent access, so as little as I use mine, I might as well give it to you.” He nods. ��But again, be careful.”

“I will.”

“Okay. We’re coming up on the school now. Take my hand.”

He does, and then you nod to him to siphon. “Tell me when to stop.”

Your hands glow, but it doesn’t hurt. Kai says when he siphons his siblings, it hurts them. But you don’t feel any pain. If anything, your body warms with a tingly, pleasure-like feeling. After about thirty seconds, you start to feel a little dizzy though, and decide that’s a good time to cut him off.

“Stop.”

He drops your hand immediately. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay. No pain, just a little dizzy.”

“Okay,” he confirms. He’d hate to hurt the one person who’s ever given him any love and attention.

“How do you feel?”

Kai smiles as the magic runs through his veins. He lets out a small moan that settles in the pit of your stomach. “Good,” he finally answers. He then takes the pencil you’ve stuck behind your ear and makes it float in the air.

“Good,” you say, stopping for a moment to kiss the side of his face. You take your pencil back as the school comes into view. “See you in class?”

“Mhm.”

The two of you walk up to the doors together, then part ways for your first class.

You have third period together, but Kai sits all the way in the back, while you’re in the middle row. The teacher assigned the seats, and rudely placed his kids by favoritism: most engaged in the front; most uninterested in the back. Kai’s incredibly smart, but that comes to his disadvantage in school. Most of the lessons are boring; he passes them with flying colors and faces little challenge completing them. He finishes early, or already understands the material, and ends up tapping his foot or fingers during class. Mr. Peters interprets this as disrespect and boredom.

Today in class, you’re reviewing the different systems in the body. Yet another topic that Kai has practically memorized. The final exam is in three weeks, though with the material being as difficult as it is, Mr. Peters has decided to start studying early. The material isn’t too much of a challenge for you, though Kai still has you beat in that matter.

The man makes a list of topics on the chalkboard, then slowly goes down his list asking and answering questions about each one. He asks something and the class responds, but every so often, someone asks their own question, and he launches into a huge explanation for it. It’s during one of your classmate’s questions that you suddenly start to feel a heaviness in the bottom of your stomach.

Immediately, you put a hand to it. Your mind races to think of what could’ve caused it. You hadn’t eaten anything weird that day, nor have you had any aches or pains all week. In the middle of your train of thought, the feeling shifts lower. There’s a pressure traveling south. In the next moment, it feels like circles being rubbed down along your body. Intentional pressure. Kai.

Your brain provides the reason as soon as you recall your morning: you gave him magic.

“Do whatever you want with it,” you had told him.

Well, he sure is now.

Slowly, you turn to face him. His hands are hidden from sight, inside his desk, but the smile creeping on his face is unmistakable. He’s certainly messing with you.

Stop, you mouth to him.

The bastard only winks.

You turn back around and cross your legs over each other, squeezing them tight. There’s no freaking way he’s doing this in the middle of class.

The pressure suddenly increases. You can almost feel the pads of his fingers touching you - one on your clit, two brushing your folds. You bite your lip so hard it might bleed. Your hands are clenched into fists underneath the table.

“Kai, stop,” you think, hoping there’s even a point one percent chance he can read your mind. He doesn’t, though, and if anything, mimics dipping between your folds, feeling your walls.

“The organs involved in the endocrine system are- Y/N,” your teacher stops mid-sentence to look at you, “are you okay?!”

You release your fists, hoping to look less suspicious. “Yeah. I have a stomach ache. Do you- do you mind if I go to the restroom?”

Mr. Peters hurries to his desk for a hall pass. “Not at all. Go to the nurse if it doesn’t feel better in ten minutes.”

“Yes, sir. Thank you.” You take it and hurry out the door.

You spare a glance at Kai on your way out. He smirks at you when you look at him, but then looks back at his hands, clearly focused. The feeling sharpens, and you dash out the door.

As soon as you reach the bathroom, you fling yourself against the wall in the nearest stall. You’re still biting your lip not to moan, but don’t fight the need that brings you to unbuckle your belt to relieve some of the built-up tension. Criminally, it seems Kai can still control you despite the distance. You can still feel his finger-pads petting your walls. The pressure is still on your clit, and it only grows by the minute.

“Fuck,” you mutter, feeling yourself getting close.

You drop two fingers to your clit, rubbing it yourself. Your knees almost buckle, and you have to push your toes against the edge of the toilet to not slip.

“Goddammit, Kai.” It’s a whisper, but you really hope no one else is in the bathroom right then.

You focus on the way he feels on you, as well as the added pressure you’re giving yourself. Within two minutes’ time, you come. It hits you hard. Your knees almost give out, despite the way you tried to hold yourself upright. Your chest heaves; the sensation sends pleasure throughout your whole body. Your vision gets spotty, and soon, your lip starts to bleed. It’s overwhelming in all the best ways.

After another few seconds, Kai seemingly retracts his fingers. You curse him the minute he does, remembering you’re in school, and you’re supposed to be studying in class right now.

The moment you get your bearings, you stumble to your feet and towards the sink. You wash your hands and grab onto the solid material to ground yourself; your brain is still swimming in post-high fuzzies.

“Fuck you, Kai,” you think, again telepathically, hoping he can hear you. If he can, you’d bet your life on the fact that he’s wearing his signature smirk.

When you finally recover, you make your way back to class. You offer Mr. Peters a half smile and report that most of it is gone. “Must’ve been something I ate this morning,” you lie.

He replies with his own smile and a nod, and goes back to teaching.

The moment you sit, you turn to see Kai, who is, in fact, smirking at you. You give him a playful roll of your eyes before turning back to the lesson.

Luckily, that’s his only shenanigan for the day. During lunch and your other classes together, he dares to act innocent. You would scold him for it during lunchtime, but Jo is sitting with you today, preventing that entirely.

The walk back to school provides the perfect timing.

“Malachai Parker,” you say in your best authoritative voice.

“What? Did I do something wrong?”

“Did I do something wrong?! Did I do- you know what you did.”

“I don’t recall.”

“Third period. You and your magic fingers. You-”

“Oh,” he has the nerve to laugh, “that. Did you like that?”

“Did I like that?! Kai, during class?!”

“You said I could do whatever I wanted as long as I didn’t get caught. I didn’t get caught.”

You scoff. “I did not mean for you to do that!”

“But you liked it. What’d you do in the bathroom?”

“What?!”

“Why’d you go to the bathroom?”

“To hide the fact you were fingering me in class! What do you think I went for?!”

“Did you come?”

“Excuse me?”

“Simple question, princess.”

“I did not-”

“Don’t lie to me now.”

“Fine,” you bite your lip, “I did.”

He smiles. “Got you. Knew you liked it.”

“That was so inappropriate! I’d never think you’d be so bold. And when did you know when to stop? You did, like, ten seconds after I finished.”

He chuckles like it’s a game. “The last five times I’ve fingered you, it’s taken you five minutes on average to come. I watched on my watch; three minutes happened in class, two in the bathroom. I gave ten seconds to spare to either get you there if you needed extra time, or to ride you through it. Turns out, I’m pretty spot on.”

“Putting your brain to great use,” you mumble, “and my magic.”

Suddenly, he looks nervous. “You’re still gonna give it to me, right? I didn’t lose my chances to have it, did I? Because I can behave. Y/N, I promise. It won’t happen again.”

You change your attitude to match his. “Oh, baby, no. No, I’m not like that. Don’t you worry about stuff like that. I’m still gonna give you magic, even if you use it in questionable ways.”

“Okay. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. But one condition.”

“Yes ma’am?”

“Wait until actual study time, like in the library, to do it. Not in class. Unless we’re watching a movie.”

“Deal.”

“Good.”

“I love you, you little weasel.”

He scrunches his nose at the nickname. “I love you, too.” Then he chuckles. “I fingered you in class.”

“Kai!”

#this has been in my drafts for months #i'm on a new medication that's tanking my sex drive and i'm struggling to write smut lately #probably tmi but i have no filter with y'all #anyway #kai parker x reader #malachai parker x reader #tvd fanfiction #kai parker oneshot #kai parker smut #high school au #characters are over 18!

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lord-montgomery · 16 days

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Trying

Rating: Explicit

Length: 7.8K

Summary: Five years into her marriage, Isabelle finds herself once again asking the question she can't seem to escape from: Is she ready to have kids? It's a risk she doesn't feel she can ignore any longer, and her answer has the potential to change everything.

It’s something of a ritual now—standing naked in front of the mirror as hot water runs cold behind her, watching the last of the pigment fade to reveal the white scar beneath. In a minute, she'll step into the shower, imagine a life with children, and let the water disguise the tears she won't admit are hers.

Read on AO3

#sizzy #simon lewis #isabelle lightwood #simon lovelace #tsc #the shadowhunter chronicles #tmi #the mortal instruments #tsc fanfiction #fanfic #jules writes

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pockykierra · 1 month

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TMI Tuesday Author Ask!

36. What’s your favourite genre to write?

46. If someone was to read one of your fanfics, which fic would you recommend to them and why?

I ADORE these questions!

For 36 - Romance, of course! I've been told by multiple people that I can find romance in just about anything (adult and consenting, of course of course).

Though, I suppose that is fairly obvious, so I will also say I LOVE a good bit of angst and drama. I think all my stories have at least a few moments of angst or tension - even if its just a little bit, they are there.

For 46 - If they are okay with reading ongoing fanfics, I would of course recommend my Good Omens fic "Saying The Quiet Part Aloud"! Not to toot my own horn, but its a pretty unique premise, with lots of great moments thus far, and I'm just having so much fun writing it!

BUT a lot of people (myself included) are hesitant to start ongoing fics. So, I would then recommend my "not a fix-it" also Good Omens fic "Though I've Done No Wrong". It's so incredibly angsty, which I love. But it also gave me a chance to really dive into Crowley and Aziraphale's thoughts in an alternate universe where Aziraphale doesn't interrupt Crowley's confession. I dunno I just think its pretty neat :)

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notoakay · 2 months

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ok i think the reason i have this massive obsession attraction to ethan (other than him being my type and just fine af) is because of the two-face personality thing just really working in my favor.

sorry if this is tmi, but as I am a switch myself, it is very convenient for ethan to have two opposite personalities because it doesn’t feel like he is out of character either way when i go between reading dom and sub ethan. like it’s not even necessarily that the character is a switch even though he definitely is imo but that I can just choose between the aggressive gf!ethan and the “normal” ethan depending on what I’m down for

#sorry for tmi #i just have a lot of feelings #and a lot of brain rot #ethan landry smut #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry fanfiction #ethan landry fluff

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allthebestnamesweretaken · 24 days

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One of the biggest regrets of my life (so far) is falling off of The Mortal Instruments universe. When I tell you those books filled my every thought when I was in high school, but after CoHF I just didn’t know there was going to be more and now there’s just so much and it feels impossible to get back into. With that said Magnus Bane & Alexander Gideon Lightwood never left me, they’re my everything

#malec #mortal instruments #the mortal instruments #magnus bane #alec lightwood #alexander gideon lightwood #Malec is my original OTP #raise your hand if TMI raised you #these books changed my brain chemistry #I still think about that yellow comforter #I hope chairman meow is doing okay #chairman meow #excuse me while I go read fanfiction and cry over fanart

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captainblou · 10 days

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3, 12 and 32 for the TMI Friday?

Thanks for the ask love!!

3. Describe the creative process of writing a chapter/fic

Oh I’m a mess. I have so many docs opened with scenes, outlines and stuff… I write stuff as they come to me because if I don’t I’ll forget. I wrote a dialogue while still in bed this morning because it was giving me the feelings and I was afraid to loose it if I left my bed. But, when the main ideas are set, I try to outline each chapters with the main scenes I want in them, usually I outline the first and last before filling the gaps in the middle. And then, I just start writing. Whenever I feel the block, I open a new document and write a scene that actually flows until I can come back to the main doc.

Long story short I’m a chaotic writer. I write while watching TV, I write at work, I write in my bed. And I reread everything a thousand times.

12. How does receiving or not receiving feedback/support impact you?

I would love to tell you that I write for myself and don’t care about what people think, but that would be a lie. I love getting feedback. I love receiving comments, I love reading how excited people are over the stuff I write. It makes me feel good about myself for the first time in years. I was so sure I was done for creative stuff when Covid hit and I was just not capable of writing anything when everyone else was soooo productive… My self esteem was so low at that point, that I’m not even ashamed of saying that I write and post my stories because it feels good to receive feedback.

So please guys, comment on the fics you read. Even if it’s nothing groundbreaking, not all of us are going to post Slow Show, alright, but please, comment, give us our bread!!

32. Name 3 of your favorite fanfic writers.

Oh god, this is so difficult. I have to admit that I mostly read stories but don’t stick to a writer

@ineffabildaddy is a must. Sweetheart, the way you write smut is unbelievable, I’ve said it before, never thought I’d cry over porn in my life, but you did it, more than once

@demonicputto and their mega fic By My Side is my Roman Empire. I can’t wait for the next part, seriously.

@fellshish never misses!! Trial and errors is *chief kiss*

But also, my to read list is so full it’s insane, I’m probably missing out on a lot of amazing writers… Send me your fav’ @eybefioro !!!

#tmi tuesday #fanfiction #my asks

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andromeda4004 · 2 months

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TMI Tuesday!

Now that it is once again Tuesday in my time zone!

Thank you @tawnyontumblr for the tag.

Ask me anything!

AO3 fics here.

WIP list (without giving too much away):

More on my Mission: Ineffable series.

Poetry! (but this is a gift so can't talk about it much)

A sex pollen fic - so far out of my usual wheelhouse, but I'm up for a challenge 🤣

My own original story which I'm finally motivated to get back into - fantasy Victorian period drama.

The boys go to the theatre, and learn about themselves by watching other people.

Some question ideas to get us started!

fandom questions meme

Writers questions meme

Send a word, any word, and if it's in my WIPs I'll answer your ask with the sentence or line it appears in!

Send a made-up fic title and I'll tell you what I would write to go with it!

Send an "I wish you would write a story where..."

Tagging a few friends (with no pressure). If you'd like to play too please do and tag me so I can jump into your ask box!

@afrenchwriter, @sabotage-on-mercury, @hasturswig

#good omens fanfiction #writers on tumblr #fanfiction writer #wip game #tmi tuesday

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gaiaseyes451 · 16 days

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TMI Tuesday!

Ask me anything!! <- (link to ask box)

Alright, when @thescholarlystrumpet, @kneelbeforeyourdogbabylon and @hakunahistata all tag me, I have to play. (Who am I kidding, I was absolutely going to play anyway)

Some question ideas to get us started!

Here's my AO3 - A Little Life is my current WIP being posted twice a week.

My unseen WIPs:

Bitter Things (a collab with the wonderful @the-literal-kj, cannon compliant Heaven)

A Letter to Myself (Aziraphale POV)

Nightingales & 1941

Untitled Poem in Song of Solomon style

Chopin Sex Pollen (honestly, words I never expected to put together)

fandom questions meme!

Send a word, any word, and if it’s in my WIP document I’ll answer your ask with the sentence or line it appears in!

Send a made-up fic title and I’ll tell you what i would write to go with it!

Send an ask directly to a character in one of my fics or WIPS

Tagging: Some of these are gonna be repeats, sorry not sorry. @theravenmuse, @fishey-me, @fuzzygoblin, @paperclipninja, @thenerdalert, @the-literal-kj, @cordsycords, @zin-lynn-c, @lemon-tart-221

#tmi tuesday #my fic writing #good omens #good omens fanfiction #good omens fanfic #good omens fic

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cam-ryt · 1 year

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I've been thinking lately (yes it happens) that every time I read an angsty fic where Malec fight and break up, it's always because Alec fucked up somehow, because of all his insecurities or because of his family or because he always put the others before himself.

So do you have suggestions of fics where Magnus fucks up big time and is the one to go through all the apology and regain of trust process ?

#malec fanfic #malec #shadowhunters tv #shadowhunters fanfiction #magnus bane #alexander lightwood #shadowhunters #tmi

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tscclace · 1 year

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In Another Life

Summary:

When Jace and Clary wake up to find themselves trapped in an alternate dimension where they are no longer Shadowhunters, they must figure out how to fill the role of their mundane selves while they try to get themselves home. But just because they are not Shadowhunters, it does not mean that the world is as simple as one might think. Especially when the question stirs in their minds of what really happens in a world without Shadowhunters? And is Valentine as good as he seems?

Post City of Glass Jace and Clary go to a universe similar to 1x10 Shadowhunters AU dimension.

Ships;

Clace, Sizzy, Malec

unfortunately currently Jocelyn x Valentine but not forever

Chapter One:

Chapter Two:

#clace fanfiction #clace fanfic #clace #tmi #tmi fanfic #tmi fanfiction #shadowhunters #shadowhunters fanfic #shadowhunters fanfiction #the mortal instruments #jace herondale #clary fray #jace wayland #tsc #the shadowhunter chronicles #tsc fanfic #tsc fanfiction #fanfiction

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paraheronstairs · 1 year

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my ao3, fanfiction.net and wattpad history are coming with me into the grave, respectfully

#the infernal devices #the shadowhuter chronicles #shadowhunters #herongraystairs #heronstairs #tid #tmi #malec #ao3 #ao3 fanfic #ao3 stuff #wattapd #fanfic #fanfiction net #clace fanfiction #clace

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essenceofarda · 4 months

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To Be Loved: Ch12

Chapter 12 | Read from the Beginning

Before she was born, it was foretold that Princess Lothiriel would suffer greatly from the love of men. Her mother's dying words were words of power, to keep her daughter safe from suffering, to never trust the love of men. Now the Princess Lothiriel has become the Queen of the Riddermark. And though her heart is filled with love, will she learn to accept the love others have for her? An Eothiriel + Post-War-of-the-Ring Fic

New chapter up :) We're (finally???) getting to the more meaty part of the actual plot now haha. Only taken me like 4.5 years 😳😅😬

Anyway, would love to hear y'all's thoughts!!

#eothiriel #eomer/lothiriel #eomer x lothiriel #lothiriel of dol amroth #eomer eadig #lotr #lord of the rings #tolkien fanfic #tolkien fic #lotr fic #lotr fanfic #lotr fanfiction #my writing #i'm actually a bit proud of how this chapter turned out...#also: Thank you to all the kind messages on my most recent post :')#not to be tmi but like within 24 hours of making that post i got my period so like... yeah lol feeling a bit better now #I have pretty severe PMDD for context which is why some of you might notice i sometimes make posts like that like clockwork lol :')#It's funny i'll be severely depressed or worse for a week or two. not sure why. all the bad stuff. And then my period comes and I'll just #be like 'oh how didn't i see the REASON before now'#as if this hasn't been happening every month since i was like 13 😅🤔#anyway. i need to develop a keen sense of self awareness so i stop whining about stuff online #note to self: stop being a lil bitch!#that or Finally commit to getting my ovaries yanked out 😬#anyway--feeling a touch better now that my period is underway #but i still appreciate the encouraging and thoughtful comments #even if i feel a lil guilty bc it the hormones talking more than I'd like to admit :|#tho to give myself a little consideration i suppose it does truly feel real in the moment

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sexynetra · 9 months

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WIP WEDNESDAY

Hi babes here is some rawnsyf I wrote on the plane ride home <3 I’m currently feeling very bad about my writing and finding it very hard to motivate myself but I loved writing this section! I hope you enjoy and hopefully my ass will kick into gear soon so I can get you all chapter 7 <3

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Anetra stepped away from Marcia, the tears that had been welling up in her big brown eyes finally spilling over and running down her flushed cheeks. “I need to do this. I need to— how fucking pathetic am I if I can’t do this? Choreographing is like… one of the only things I’m good at. And I fucking— if I can’t do this, what can I do? Am I that fucking broken? That I can’t even come up with stupid dance moves because a fucking Broadway song reminds me of my shitty childhood? A Broadway musical, Marcia. How embarrassing is that?”

“I’m gonna let that Broadway song comment slide because you’re sad,” Marcia said softly and Anetra let out a wet laugh.

“Sorry I didn’t mean—“

“It’s fine. I’m teasing. And if you really want to stick with this, you’ve got people who can help. I mean, I don’t know if Sasha or Kylie dance, but Luxx is okay, and Jax is a fucking star. I could help, if you want. I mean, I’ve been doing theater since I could stand. And dancing always came pretty easily to me,” Marcia offered, fighting back the urge to wrap the other girl up in her arms and hold her until her tears dried. “And if you ever want to talk about whatever is causing all this, I promise I’m a better listener than I seem.”

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