#working on my 2k special rn!!

[miinatozakiii]

my life with you is truly wonderful

kim dahyun x fem!reader ; fluff

summary: spending a hundred dollars on eight boxes of chocolate for the love of your life is 100 percent worth it.

wc: 2k

warnings: not proofread :-(, just checked for silly grammar issues

♫⋆｡♪ ₊˚♬ : beautiful by paul partohap

a/n: fluff overload bc i cannot push myself to write anything other than silly little drabbles rn after that 7k word fic.

also i love dahyun my love my light my everything

-

you anxiously tap at the steering wheel, fingertips cold and your left leg is moving up and down anxiously.

two hours late. you were supposed to be home at five; it's seven.

the familiar figure walks out the door in her black t-shirt, sweatpants, and a small bag slung across her—your wife looks effortlessly beautiful—just as she always had these past ten years.

ten years with dahyun, and today marks that day.

your lovely wife opens the door and slips in, smiling at you; it calms your nerves slightly. you're still in your work clothes, it almost makes you chuckle at how comfy dahyun looks when you take a glance at how you look. 

"hi love." you grin, easing into your seat.

"hi sweetheart." dahyun responds. 

you breathe in and prepare yourself to let out all the stress you've been holding inside your body, looking your wife in the eye. "i'm really sorry for being late, everything was just so last minute and yuta made me finish his-"

"honey," dahyun starts, "it's okay, really. i get it."

"i know I just feel really-"

"don't worry about it." she assures—knowing how annoying your coworkers can be. "if you want to make up for it, you could start by showing me your surprise?" dahyun asks, moving herself so that she lingers near your face. 

you smile and put your hand on hers, and you feel the faint touch of her ring on your finger.

"mhm," you respond. 

dahyun pecks your lips.

-

you find yourself at the park. 

it's not too crowded; a couple of older ladies walk together and gossip while they get their daily cardio in, kids and their parents start to walk back to their cars as the sun sets, and some people are biking on the bike path. 

you open the trunk of your car and snatch the basket that sits in it. there's a spot that's empty and away from where most people are that catches your eye, so you slip your hand into dahyun's hand and lead her there.

the basket is set down and you open it up to find the blanket you had packed earlier. it's a blanket you found at some store from when you went grocery shopping, and you made sure to purchase it for this special occasion. 

you set the rest of what was in the basket onto the blanket nicely—except for the small gift you had bought for your girlfriend.

dahyun sits down on the blanket and smiles when you hand her a glass cup. you grab the bottle that contained your specialty tea (it's just green tea and honey, but dahyun calls it your 'specialty' due to you always making it for her when she had felt off or sick. it's special to her, that's all that matters).

"some tea for my lovely lady," you say, placing your hand on her knuckles to prevent her hand from shaking while you pour the tea in. dahyun laughs at you softly, and that grin on her face reminds you how lucky you are.

you pour a cup of tea for yourself and clink it with hers. you both drink it at the same time.

-

an hour passes by and you two enjoy tea as the sun sets, talking about each other's day and catching up, whether it's about family, friends, or anything like that.

when the sun had completely set, you pull out a small, LED candle and flip the switch to turn it on, making dahyun laugh at your "romantic" gesture.

"you're so cheesy." dahyun jokes.

"you love it." (dahyun does).

you take off your work jacket—the gray blazer that fitted dahyun loosely, and you put it on her yourself. 

dahyuns cheeks burn and you can see how bashful she becomes from the faint hint of pink on her cheeks that's visible from the small light that illuminates her face—a similar memory flashes in her mind from when you two were in high school.

-

"it's cold dahyun, here." you say, practically forcing her to take the jacket.

"are you sure? i don't want you to be cold."

"i'd rather be cold than have you cold, so just take it." you mutter shyly. "you're shivering—and i tolerate the cold better." you assure. 

the two of you sit in the library, and you make the bold move to give the class president you had been crushing on your varsity jacket after seeing the way she rubs at her thighs for warmth. 

dahyun looks at you and shoots a smile that almost has you on the floor. 

"are you hitting on me?" she chuckles. you almost fall out of your seat.

"i- no, what? no." your attempt at being all composed and nonchalant fails miserably. dahyun laughs at you, and she leans against her palm.

"you're bold for asking someone with such a high rank out."

"i'm not asking you out!" you practically shout, your response makes your cheeks burn and dahyun finds it amusing. 

"i wouldn't be opposed to the idea l/n y/n."

you halt.

"what?"

dahyun giggles at how flustered you are.

-

"remember when you gave me that jacket when we were second years?" dahyun says, "i remember how much you stuttered when i asked if you were going to take me out." 

"stop that." you sigh, cheeks flushing at the embarrassing moment (which, in the end, landed a date with the girl you had been eyeing since you were a first year).

"you were so cute y/n~, it was bold of you to ask your class president out." dahyun jokes, "when i said i'd go out with you, gosh that was priceless."

"stop it." you groan, putting your hand in her face. "at least we got this far." you mumble under your breath, smiling to yourself.

you recompose yourself and shake your head. your gaze lands on the empty bottle, the tea had been finished within minutes. there's a lightbulb above your head when you remember what you had saved for the end of the night and you make your way to grab something from the basket beside the blanket.

dahyun watches you, curiosity piquing when you pull out a small, cardboard box and you hand it to her with two hands, smiling with anticipation—waiting to see her reaction.

your wife opens the small box in her hand—it's chocolate.

and it's not the cheap kind.

dahyun covers her mouth with her hand, eyes widening as she looks at the milk chocolate, which is cut up in a five-by-four grid, dusted by cocoa powder. she looks back up to see you with a proud grin on your face, hugging your knees close to your chest as you gaze at her with hearts in your eyes.

"y/n, you're actually insane."

"what, i can't get my lovely wife some chocolate?"

"y/n," dahyun marvels, "you're crazy- there's eight boxes?"

you nod.

"isn't that collection the expensive-"

"shhh, don't worry about the money. i've been eyeing it and i can afford even more boxes, so shut up about the money." you sigh lightheartedly, "now try it." you speak, pulling out (cheap) golden-colored forks from the basket and handing her one.

dahyun stops herself from bickering with you anymore, she'll do it later.

she pokes at a piece of the chocolate, the fork plunges into the soft, fudgy texture perfectly—her mouth waters slightly. dahyun brings the piece of chocolate to her mouth and takes a bite, she melts once the flavour sinks into her taste buds. 

the chocolate is perfect, it's everything she's wanted and more. it's soft and creamy in her mouth, and the flavour has the same notes of any other chocolate but it's richer and it's from you, so of course it tastes much better. 

"i could marry you again." dahyun sighs. her shoulders shrug up and she closes her eyes as if she's taken a shot of alcohol—your wife is so strange—you love it.

"i love you too." you mumble, rolling your eyes at the beauty in front of you.

"honey," she starts, still finishing on her second piece, "try some."

dahyun quickly finishes the piece she had been consuming, then places a piece in between her top and bottom front teeth. she leans forward and your cheeks flush from her gesture.

"god, you're so cheesy." you say, leaning in and giving into her stupidly cute antics.

your front teeth sink into the piece that sticks out, and you bite it, savoring the incredible flavors.

"shit, this is good." you say, astonished. dahyun laughs and leans closer to kiss your lips, tasting the faint flavor of chocolate that coats your lips. your hand moves over to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, then you cup her cheek and kiss her again, smiling into the kiss like you always do.

"thank you, y/n." dahyun mumbles against your cheek before pressing a soft peck, "i love you."

"happy anniversary." you respond.

"happy ten years." dahyun beams.

-

it's ten now, and you've gone through two and a half boxes of chocolate together, you had to force yourselves not to finish the rest.

dahyun leans her head against your shoulder, letting her body relax against you as she watches the now completely dark sky.

"y/n," 

"yes?"

"i got you something too." she speaks in a low voice, "here."

it's almost as if dahyun had pulled out the paper from thin air. you turn to look at her with a puzzled expression while you retrieve the paper with your slender fingers.

"what's this?"

"a surprise." dahyun responds playfully, making you chuckle lowly.

your fingers work away at the folded paper—it looks old and just the tiniest bit discolored—you're even more curious. the LED candle on the blanket is picked up and held over the paper as you hunch over to read it with squinted eyes,

that y/n... 

she's something different, i didn't like her at first, basketball players are so... 

i joked about her hitting on me, somehow i landed a date with her!

today we got back from our first date.

l/n y/n is so cute, gosh... will this be bad for my position? are class presidents allowed to have girlfriends? 

i think my heart is doing flips... i feel like I'm in a movie.

she took me to a park and her cheeks were so red, how cute.

she gave me a bar of chocolate, it was from the convenience store nearby, i don't know why, but it tasted better than usual.

how did she know i liked chocolate?

ah... i like this y/n. 

i've never felt like this...

i hope we can go on more dates.

i like her a lot,

maybe we'll be together in ten years, will we get married? have a house? a dog?? 

maybe im getting ahead of myself... i would love that though

dahyun l/n doesn't sound bad...

your heart almost explodes while you read it, your smile growing wider as you go down the page in your hands—some old, lined notebook paper. you don't know why, but your eyes are watery and a tear or two is on the verge of rolling down your cheek.

"dahyun..." you say, your mouth is slightly agape and you're at a loss of words. the words are so pure, genuine, ridiculous, stupid, and so dahyun. your eyes scan the page again and they read the date at the top corner of the paper which you had missed earlier; this note is from ten years ago. 

dahyun smiles at your reaction, her cheeks flushed from how embarrassing the paper is, but you don't seem to think like her with the way you kiss her right after.

your lips are pressed against hers harshly and she's down on the blanket now, back against the ground as you shower her with kisses. 

"you're so fucking," you mutter against her, unable to finish your sentence due to the invisible string that's pulling your lips towards hers. "i love you."

"i also made you jelly dessert."

"i hate to break it to you, but there's nothing that's going to top this." you say in between pecks, "god, i would've used this against you sooner class president."

dahyun giggles as you pamper her with rushed pecks against her face, neck, and lips. 

ten years and you think—no,—you know you can spend the rest of your life with this woman.

#kim dahyun #twice dahyun #kpop x reader #twice imagines #twice x reader #dahyun x reader #twice fluff

[trendywaifus]

2K SPECIAL EVENT ANNOUNCEMENT

wassah! as we approach 2k followers (we’re at 1,900+ rn) I’m gonna announce the special 2k event! i’m super happy that there’s so many people who love my blog! tysm for being here! now, i’m thinking about doing five fics according to each of the five weeks which involves threesomes with two of our hsr, genshin, & kny women. here’s a catch, for our hsr and genshin women, It’s gonna be a crossover.

WEEK ONE — archeron & ei ↳ double pleasure

they work together in giving you the most white–blinding orgasm you could ever have.

WEEK TWO — yae miko & tingyun ↳ how to tame a human

who knew two beautiful fox ladies could be so territorial over you?

WEEK THREE — jingliu & skirk ↳ double trouble

instead of a duel, why not fuck you to see who makes you scream the loudest?

WEEK FOUR — shinobu & mitsuri ↳ girl’s night out

having sex with two of your fellow hashira in a local bathhouse wasn’t what you expected.

WEEK FIVE — (hinatsuru implied) sumo & makio ↳ mine for the taking

in which your two wives are fighting for a spot on your face and between your legs.

I do not have the dates yet but I’ll release them here after we reach the goal!

#trendy #honkai star rail women x reader #genshin impact women x reader #kimetsu no yaiba women x reader #hsr smut #genshin smut #kny smut

[aquaquadrant]

do you have any idea how excited i am for the next chapter. Bursting right now. Every time I see you or lunarcrown post I am here in an instant. I am so in love with the htp au I am going insane. Literally biting and throwing it around like a feral dog rn. I also just hope that Bravo doesn't bully Timmy too much, he deserves some love.. He needs something good in his life. Honestly I think that Tango would appreciate him more, and not just because he's a version of Jimmy, but because he is beautiful and his special little rabbit <3 he's also my special little rabbit. I love Timmy a lot btw. He's so dear to me. My pathetic little paper bag rat of a man, I will hold him up to a heating lamp and comb through his tiny little hairs. He's baby. To me specifically. I hope he gets to have a nice meal one day, and a place to call home. And that he never has to worry about starving again. I also hope that Atlas gets punched in the face again because he deserves it. No, he needs it. He needs to be punched repeatedly until he is a little brown stain. On the floor. And then I will burn that floor.

Anyway keep up the good work yaaaaa sorry for ranting haha I just ramble a bit. I love htp it's my favorite hehe

I LOVE ALL THE TIMMY LOVE. it’s so great especially considering the super limited role he’s had in the actual text. like “yes king give us nothing!!”

fr tho thanks so much for sending this in, i never mind ranting or rambling. it’s actually really helpful and motivating for me cuz seeing u guys get excited makes me even more excited. i added probably another 2k words to chapter nine after u sent this in.

#hels to pay au #HTP ask

[bonkwosher]

omg if you wrote more alan grant x reader i will literally name my firstborn after you. you write him so well bless you 🥹

A/N: Lmao, will do Anon. I have no prompt from this so I'll figure out my own one.

Prompt: "4. understanding each other without words 5. recognizing the sound of their steps 15. watching their oblivious s/o lovingly 38. craving their company after a stressful day" From this prompt list (I've used it before for Benoit Blanc). 1000% friends to lovers rn.

Pairing(s): Teacher!Alan Grant x Colleague!GN!Reader

Contains: Teacher!Alan, Teacher!Reader, Alan having a long day with back pain, mentions of trauma (Jurrasic Park incident), panic attacks

Word Count: 2k

It was stupid, your little crush on the lead paleontologist at the dig site. You were the site manager, in charge of ensuring everything ran smoothly. Really you were just a Business 101 teacher, but Dr. Alan Grant himself requested that you manage the site. How could you say no? Your break room crush wanted you all the way out in the badlands of Snakewater, Montana with him. Okay, maybe not just him but there's something here, right? You've known each other for years, you sit in on his lessons when you're not teaching. He smiles when he sees you enter the room. You could only hope there's something special.

For now, you sit in the teacher's tent reading some papers that were dropped off with the food for the week. Dr. Sattler, the lead paleobotanist, was making some food for herself. A cup of tea sat on the table in front of you, occasional sips being taken. You heard footsteps move past you outside the tent. It was a light stomping & slow, it was Alan, & boy did he need coffee.

"Morning, Alan," you spoke the moment he grabbed at the tent's curtain door.

Alan was taken aback a little, shaking his head before pinching his nose, "Good morning, Y/N."

It was cute, the way he stumbled to the coffee machine. It was already on considering Ellie used it. He lazily pressed each button, rubbing his face with both hands afterward.

"Rough night, Dr. Grant?" You spoke, a teasing edge on your voice.

Alan froze for a split second before speaking, "How did you know?"

"Is it not obvious?" Your reply caused him to turn around, coffee now in hand.

Alan turned to Ellie with a confused look, to which she responded, "Looks like normal Alan to me."

"Well, I did have a rough night. I tweaked my back near the end of the day yesterday, sleeping was hell."

The dark circles under his eyes were becoming obvious. You couldn't help but pout a little in response. It would be weird to offer a massage. He's just a work friend.

"Well try to rest today," you suggested with a reassuring smile.

He waved off your suggestion, figuratively & literally, "No, no, some of the students found a really good fossil with that computer thing. It would be a shame to miss out on that, & I can't let them mess up such a beautiful fossil."

You stood up from the table & set the papers down, "Well I'm all caught up on work on my end. Mind if I come with you? Tap a few bones with a chisel maybe?"

Alan looked down & chuckled at your statement before shaking his head once more & looking up. A cheery sigh escaped him as he looked into your eyes.

"There is much for you to learn about paleontology, Y/N."

You were standing across from Alan as he was sprawled out on the ground, brush in hand, lightly brushing dirt away. You didn't notice the dopey smile you had on your face till Alan looked up at you, a chuckle escaping his lips.

"What?" You asked, laughing & putting your hands on your hips.

"You're standing around lookin' cute, I thought you were going to join me in the dirt," he teased back.

You both blushed. Not that either of you noticed the other was freaking out just as much. Alan couldn't believe he was so forward &, frankly, you couldn't gather that he might actually have feelings for you. You quickly turned around to hide your blush, Alan's heart sinking. You turned back around, with equal speed, brush in hand. You kneeled down on the dirt, leaning on your elbows & finding yourself in a similar position to Alan. You began brushing the dirt away. You tried to sneakily watch Alan to see if you were doing it right. His brows were furrowed as he brushed at the bone in front of him.

"Dr. Grant! I brought the supplies from this week's dropoff!" A student called out, a pile of boxes high enough to block their vision was shaking in their arms.

You couldn't help but freeze as the kid stepped towards the site. A few more steps & he'd surely step on the bones, inevitably freaking out & accidentally dropping everything. He'd be dead by dawn if Alan had anything to do with it. Luckily, Alan intervened early, shooting up quickly to stop the kid. A groan escaped him as he reached his hands out.

"James, the table is this way!" He tried not to sound too upset.

"Sorry, Dr. Grant!" James apologized as he turned towards the aforementioned table.

Alan's right hand darted to his back, applying pressure as best he could. You stood up slowly, noticing Alan's attempt at hiding the pained grimace on his face. You began walking towards him as he gripped his hat on his head, crushing it between his fingers.

"Professor!" Your focus was drawn to someone shouting your title, considering you were the only non-doctor here, "You got some faxes, the receipts from today need to be revised & sent to the school!"

You realized now it was your assistant calling out, a student volunteer getting work experience in the weirdest of locations. You thanked them as you grazed a hand over Alan's back.

"Please rest," you whispered to him as you walked away.

As you went off to do your work, it was Alan's turn to freeze. He may be good under pressure, when deadlines are coming, or even when dinosaurs think he would make a perfect midnight snack; But god did he feel absolutely helpless under your touch. He felt himself leaning into the touch & now he was stuck in this awkward bent hip position. He sighed as he adjusted his posture, convincing himself that it wasn't your touch that suddenly made the pain go away. Coincidence, he'll call it. He got back into an uncomfortable position, determined to get a good look at this fossil by nightfall.

By the time you left your "office" tent, it was dark. You looked towards the dig site to see some floodlights pointed towards the fossil. A couple eager students, & likely, Dr. Alan were hard at work. Dr. Sattler would soon come to end their fun & make sure the students got their 8 hours of rest in. You decided bed sounded much more comfortable than attempting to get them to sleep anyways. You opened the door to your trailer, letting it shut behind you. You toed off your shoes & took off your button-up & pants, changing into less dusty clothes before climbing into bed. You gave it one last good stretch before plopping onto your bed. You got comfortable, adjusting a couple pillows before feeling right.

A couple knocks hit your door, "Y/N, are you awake?"

Alan was trying to be quiet in case you were asleep but you could tell he needed to see you. You stood up slower than usual, you were tired after all, & opened the trailer door. Alan's arms twitched up slightly, he retracted them.

"Can I-"

You interrupted him, "Of course."

Alan's arms darted around your waist. From his place, a step below you on the trailer stairs, his head reached the crook of your neck. He nestled into place quickly, as if you had done this a million times. In reality, you & Dr. Grant had hugged once.

That time he hadn't asked, he knew he caught you off guard & he beat himself up about it ever since. It was his first day back on campus after he mysteriously left for an island with Dr. Sattler. You had come in to check on him after your classes, which happened to be late that night, & found him in his office. He was hunched over his work, head in his hands. The office door was left ajar, maybe he was still running office hours? Nonetheless, you pushed the door open slightly & knocked as you did so. You seemed to scare the life out of him. He jumped back & out of his seat, throwing papers into the air with him.

He yelled something barely intelligible, sounding maybe like, "GET BACK!"

"Alan! It's me, Y/N," You tried to calm your colleague as you walked toward him, his eyes were going everywhere but in your direction.

You managed to get a couple feet in front of him, his hand was clutching his chest & his breathing was beyond fast.

"Alan, I need you to take deeper breaths," You spoke as you reached out to touch his hand, "Please."

Finally, his eyes met yours, your hand wrapping around the one that held his chest so tightly. The genuine look of concern in your eyes grounded him. He looked around the room to see he was safe in his, albeit, now messy, office. Without thinking he scooped you into a hug. You were shocked at first by the sudden movement, your hands took a moment to find their place. In the moment, Alan didn't process that he caught you off guard, that would haunt him later. Right now, you were the one thing making him know he was safe, & holding you felt right. He had barely spoken to you before this. You were another teacher in the giant school that was U of M. But in the few times he's spoken to you, he's fallen hard. It surprised him that you stopped by, he was hoping you weren't there to ask him about Jurrasic Park.

You never did, & after that night you were always around. You sat in on his lessons & he even sat in on yours on the rare occasion. You offered to talk to him about whatever happened if he ever wanted, he never did. Alan was stubborn that way, he didn't like talking about feelings.

So you'd be lying if you said it didn't shock you when Alan asked to come into your trailer late that night. He sat down on the "kitchen" chair & looked up at you, pulling his hat off & setting it in his lap. His eyes quickly decided looking at the floor was more comfortable.

"Sorry, if I'm intruding, I had a rough day."

"You're not intruding, Alan, you never are," you tried to find eye contact but there was none, "You want to talk about anything?"

A long moment of silence sat between you. Alan was clearly fighting himself on something. Finally, a sigh escaped him.

"Do you remember... that night in my office?"

He didn't have to explain, of course, you knew, "Yes."

"It happened again, last night."

"I'm so sorry, Alan."

"Don't be," He had a clear train of thought & you couldn't break it, "I fell & hurt my back, I was terrified. I wanted to run to you but the fear that something was outside kept me trapped."

He wanted to run... to you?

"I've been in so much pain all day," he continued, "& it felt so isolating to keep last night to myself, bad isolating. When you just knew something was wrong-"

Alan stood up & took your hands in his, his eyes found yours just as quickly, "How did you know?"

"You looked, not like you, if that makes sense. I just knew."

Alan's hands darted to the sides of your face but yet again, froze. His eyes were filled with determination & fear. You weren't scared. You lifted your hands to guide him. His hands now resting on each side of your jawline. In the silence, Alan lightly traced a line across your cheek with his right thumb. You gave him the smallest of nods, looking deep into his eyes. Alan pulled you in for a deep kiss, a sigh escaping him when you kissed back. In a moment, you were separated again.

"Mind if I stay the night?" Alan spoke softly.

"I would love that."

A/N: This took me so long & I can't believe I didn't get burnt out. I am so happy with this.

#alan grant x reader #alan grant #jurrasicpark #jurrasic park #gay #gn reader #lgbt #lgbtq #gender neutral reader #jurrasic park x reader #angst #alan grant angst #alan grant fluff #prompt #prompt list #writing prompt

[dnfao3tags]

Masterlist - Mario Anon (mpreg)

what sort of dnf fic recs blog would i be if i didn't make a mario anon reclist. this is a list of all their fics (which i can find at least).

hello mario anon if you are reading this. im kind of putting you on blast on the jumbotron rn. dorry

— Dream has loads of clout and he gets some non famous idiot pregnant by Anonymous (teen | comp. | 17k)

Apparently famous x non famous is far more beloved than I realised

— Dream and George VS Infertility (DNF mpreg but the m pregging takes a while) by Anonymous (mature | comp. | 28k)

Dnf mpreg and this time there are fertility issues.

— Dream gets George pregnant: pre-visa edition by Anonymous (teen | comp. | 32k)

What it says on the tin

Part 1 of pre-visa/post-visa dnf mpreg by mario anon (idk how to do series titles tbh)

— The Mario Apple DNF Mpreg Crossover Event by Anonymous (teen | comp. | 18k)

George is pregnant, but he has AMNESIA!

note: mario anon and apple anon collab !

— dnf mpreg kinkfic and I will try to make it kinkier than last time because we all know that got too fluffy by Anonymous (expl. | comp. | 21k)

Democratically elected by the Mario Anon Comment Section (as of the time I started writing this)

Part 1 of mario anon kinkfic part 1 and 2

— George gets pregnant but it's more dramatic than usual by Anonymous (teen | comp. | 21k)

i am writing all the time

— george and patches being pregnant at the same time by Anonymous (teen | comp. | 1k)

i cannot write a long fic rn but i CAN do 3 or 4 short scenes of this

— The DNF Mpreg Holiday Special by Anonymous (teen | comp. | 7k)

Dnf mpreg but make it christmas

— Dnf mpreg but sapnap is the main character by Anonymous (teen | comp. | 7k)

when i asked for ideas on my last fic one rlly stuck out to me and i had to write it immediately

— Ordinary Mario Anon Fic by Anonymous (teen | comp. | 3k)

I'm writing DNF mpreg. everything is exactly the same. nothing is different. it is all very normal

— George Agrees To Do YouTube Boxing, You Won't BELIEVE What Happens Next (NOT CLICKBAIT!!) by Anonymous (teen | comp. | 2k)

GNF says yes to boxing but finds out he has had his m pregged by dream

— Dream Steps Up (he is a stepdad) by Anonymous (teen | comp. | 26k)

dream becomes a stepdad to one kid and then george makes him another

— dnf mpreg: pov everyone except dnf by Anonymous (teen | comp. | 19k)

i am EXPERIMENTING

— dnf have a baby together "platonically" by Anonymous (teen | comp. | 28k)

Just guys being pals (bro got homie pregnant and they're keeping it but they're totally not dating)

— Two half finished works and an apology by Anonymous (teen | comp. | 13k)

im literally STruggling

— Uh oh George is pregnant by Anonymous (teen | comp. | 22k)

Same stuff as usual

— Dream and George and a Baby (and also Sapnap is there too) (sometimes) by Anonymous (teen | comp. | 22k)

The usuals

— Dream Knocks George Up by Anonymous (teen | comp. | 17k)

so tired but i can't stop

— mpreg fic but this time its at least 5% kinky by Anonymous (mature | comp. | 17k)

George: horny and pregnant edition BUT i forgot it was supposed to b kinky and it just gets gradually less and less horny and then its just a bunch of fluff instead.

— generic mpreg title by Anonymous (teen | comp. | 14k)

same plot as all the other ones idk

Part 1 of generic mpreg

— more dnf mpreg no one asked for by Anonymous (teen | comp. | 17k)

George has his m pregged by Dream.

— George is pregnant *not clickbait* by Anonymous (teen | comp. | 10k)

Fuck! *m's your preg* I wish this was crack but it's not.

Part 1 of whats wrong with me

— Mpreg (derogatory) but also sometimes its a chatfic not really though by Anonymous (teen | comp. | 9k)

Karl dnf is real :O congratulations!! ... dream dick? George no more. no more please. Quackity HE SENT ME A DICK PIC Karl WhaT WHAT WHAT WHAT Dream BY ACCIDENT Bad okay this is my cue to leave Sapnap DREAM WHY WOULD U DO THAT

Part 1 of how do i get rid of dnf. help

#ok i think i gotem all #i am literally heavily //assuming// that these r all mario anon #if anyone would like to correct me #feel free #i went through the entire mpreg tag #let's a go ! #dnf #dreamnotfound #mario anon #mpreg #mario anon used to be a guilty pleasure #but now im loud and proud #dnfao3tags recs #if u want this taken down mario anon #then . #idk dm me or smt

[teledild0nix]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Thanks for the tag @skeptiquewrites i love these games! this got very long so answers below the cut!

How many works do you have on ao3?

123 total but 22 HP fics

2. what's your total ao3 word count?

886,281

3. What fandoms do you write for?

i'm writing HP/drarry pretty exclusively at the moment and i've written the second largest number of fics for this fandom. but i've written like 69 sherlock holmes and/or bbcs fics and i think 16 good omens fics

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

they're all good omens fics in the 2k-3k range. none of my other fics even come close. my most popular drarry fic is Propinquity which makes sense it has a fun premise

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

yes! i respond to comments when i have the time and energy and usually i do it in batches shortly after i've published something new

6. What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

i don't rlly write angsty endings. in the bbcs fandom i wrote an infidelity fic series where they're in a very unsustainable situation and i intended to write a final installment with a happy ending but i was so disenchanted by the last season of the show that i just never did. i've never written an angsty ending to a drarry fic. i find angst kinda boring tbh :p

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

almost every single fic i've ever written has a happy ending but the drarry fic i've written where the pov character has the most to cope with before he's happy is probably either propinquity or moonrise. they're also my youngest dracos, which probably has something to do with it. they've had less time to recover and grow. i think i have to give the edge to moonrise, actually because he's soooo sad and lonely at the beginning, and he develops this bond not only with harry but with ginny (they give each other stupid nicknames) and hermione (they have a very special scene toward the end of the series)

8. Do you get hate on fics?

i didn't used to, but i've gotten a bit since i started writing drarry! there are a lot of polarizing characters and relationships, and people will sometimes tell me they didn't approve of how i handled something or other. i was too soft on dumbledore i was too hard on draco. oh well. no refund.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

yes! for me, smut is an important part of demonstrating the trust and intimacy between my leads as well as like. joy and playfulness. consequently my smut tends to be silly and jokey but also very romantic and sort of idealized.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

i wrote a fleabag/bbcs crossover once where fleabag picks up john watson at her therapists' office but it's the only one i've ever written and it was sort of to tease of friend of mine

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i'm aware of

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes, a handful! mostly my good omens fics

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

no but i'd love to write one with @clytemenestras

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

i am not rlly a favorites kind of person but obviously drarry is doing something special for me rn. they are both Me and pushing their faces together and making them kiss is an act of self love <3

15. What's a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

i NEVER publish WIPs but i do have this 8th year WIP that i'm rlly struggling with and put it on the back burner. i think i'm just trying to do too many things with it and i get stuck and unsure of where to go first when i open the document. originally it was supposed to be a theater kids fic because i loved the idea of draco as a theater kid. but the version of draco that unrolls when i write is so exhausted and burned out and also he's kind of being shunned. he just isn't embodying the flamboyant joy i was imagining when i came up with the idea.

16. What are your writing strengths?

i'm very good at depicting relationships. my dialogue is good and my characters develop all these inside jokes and references that make them feel like real people.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

my fic tends not to be very plotty but idk if i consider that a weakness. i'm not trying and failing to write plot. i write what i intend to write. i guess i write pretty slowly, but i'm okay with that too.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

draco often speaks french in my fic, and now that i think about it, it's usually to show his closeness with people who are not harry. i guess i have this idea that it's easy to reduce him to his interactions with harry, but he has social relationships outside of that. he's like. capable of pleasantries. he's chatting with his cousins he's chatting with madame maxime. it's a fun little way to make him a bit mysterious. that's one of the things harry likes about him, isn't it? what's that draco malfoy up to? what's he saying? it's fun!

19. First fandom you wrote for?

bbc sherlock

20. Favorite fic you've written?

it's hard to compare fics across fandoms and even within drarry it's hard to compare fics that are attempting such different things! i think maybe the relationship in A Gift of True Esteem is my favorite because they develop this really strong partnership and their respect for each other is so clear! i also get to drop in a lot of wizarding culture, like draco gives harry some books that i got to make up titles for, they go shopping together and out to dinner (i think i was inspired by the antiquing scene early in @tackytigerfic's Modern Love; it rlly stuck with me). they go to a museum run by goblins, they talk about how much hogwarts has changed and changes they still want to make. and i got to make up some homework assignments, which was fun too! Strangely enough this is also the fic i've gotten the most hate on! i rlly didn't think i had made any controversial choices when i was writing it but oh well lol. i love getting to look at how they might move through the world as adults. how they have changed and how the world has changed, and i just had a lot of fun with this one.

genuinely do not know who has already played so i tag @oflights, @thehoneybeet, and @vukovich if you want to <3

#hey honey you know that fic idea we were dming about the other day? #i am. writing it. trying. #lmk if you want to see a smidgen a sneak peek

[beautifulblooms]

Let Me Spoil You Darlin’ - Eddie Munson x Male!Reader

Male!Reader, fluffy tooth rotting cavity inducing fluff, the titles a dead give away, because I don't want to acknowledge homophobia rn after dealing with my southern family everyone in Hawkins is chill with the gays, anyways, onto this gay shit

This is a long one so be warned, there’s about 2k words in here, and look at me go 2 posts in one night? I’m on a roll!!

Side note, I am very sorry to anyone who saw the horrific post made earlier on the eddie munson x male reader tag, while I understand the wish to write smut for characters, I do not agree with writing about such dark and traumatizing topics, and especially not posting it publicly, please be cautious scrolling through this tag and be mindful to keep yourselves safe

CIS Women and Female Aligned people, please DNI, this story and all of my others are for non-binary, masculine aligned and male readers!

Working at Family Video with Steve and Robin wasn’t awful, no the Saturday rush was awful and the most annoying part of this job. However there were a few benefits to working with my best friends, whenever one of us wanted to leave early, the other two would cover them and act like nothing happened. We really only need two of us working in the store to keep it running, three is just a bonus set of hands to restock. One of the best parts about working here was that I got to see a special someone all the time, mainly because he won’t stop bothering me while I’m working. That person being Eddie Munson, the town freak, Dungeon Master of the Hellfire Club, and the keeper of my heart. I’m honestly not sure how it happened. All I know is that one day in the cafeteria Eddie came over to ask me something completely random and all of a sudden I was hanging with the hellfire club and soon enough me and Eddie were together.

“I’m ditching early, you two have fun and don’t cause any trouble!” Steve called as he began to walk out of the back room to leave the store.

“I don’t think so pretty boy, I called dibs on leaving early today, I’ve got a date tonight that I’ve been planning for weeks. You’re staying to close with Robin.” I moved around the front counter quickly and left whatever I was doing there before grabbing Steve’s shoulder.

“Since when did we call dibs? And besides, I’m sure you’ll do just fine waiting until closing and then running off with whoever your date is.” He tried to drop my hand off his shoulder but I just gripped harder, not enough to hurt but enough to make him stop moving.

“Steven Harringon, I have spent three paychecks total for this date, 5 weeks planning it, and I have reservations at 6:30, I’m leaving early and you’re staying here.” He tried using puppy dog eyes to get me to let him go but I was not about to let all this planning go to waste.

“Steve, don't argue with him, just stick around for a bit longer, I’m not that annoying.” Robin had come out from behind a shelf she was organizing.

“You’re supposed to be on my side Robin.” Steve poured slightly.

“Yeah and he’s been taking a lot of time to plan this date.” Sighing the slightly taller man gave in and dropped his bag on the floor.

“Fine, get lost before I change my mind.” Smiling, I hugged him and muttered a thank you before doing the same to Robin. I ran into the back room and grabbed my backpack before sprinting out the door to my car with only a “bye” to the both of them before the door slammed back shut.

“He is really in love with Eddie isn’t he?” Robin muttered to herself in a rhetorical manner.

“Munson is one lucky bastard to have a boyfriend that dedicated to a relationship.” Steve went back to the break room to throw his bag onto the table and get back to work.

Trying to figure out a date that would please me and Eddie wasn’t all that difficult. Now trying to avoid staying in the trailer all night with movies and snacks as a fallback was difficult. It’s not like I hate those date nights, I just wanted to make this one a little special for Eddie, treat him after a VERY rough school year. With all the Satanic propaganda and bs he had to deal with due to Jason and his goons I wanted to make him feel special and super loved.

I had managed to get us reservations at one of the nicest places in town, it was a family owned Italian place downtown which was known to be pricey but delicious. Shortly after all the cult leader claims against Eddie had died down he got a job at the comic store that Dustin and the other Hellfire kids frequented. It let him hang out with some of his best friends and make some money so it was perfect for him. It hadn’t taken long for me to get to the trailer that Eddie and I called home, sure his uncle Wayne still lived there as well but he was asleep most of the day and out working during the night. So in all reality there was only me and Eddie in the trailer regularly.

Hopping out of my car I grabbed the bag from the trunk, quickly opened the door and made my way to the home phone. Without even thinking about the numbers I punched in the number for the comic store. It only rang a couple times before I heard the voice of my favorite person on the other side.

“Hawkins Comics and Collectables, how can I help you?” A smile came across my face even hearing his voice.

“Hey baby,” I could almost hear his gasp of happiness.

“(Y/n)! What are you calling the store for?” He sounded adorable when he was excited.

“When do you get off tonight, I got a reservation for us at 6.” He took a second to respond, definitely checking the clock.

“Um, in like half an hour, about 5 ish. Where are we going for dinner hun?” I knew he wanted to know but I still want to hold a bit of surprise over his head.

“Somewhere nice, when you get home just change into something real nice for me okay?” He let out a sigh of disappointment because I didn’t tell him.

“Fine, I’ll be home soon, don’t do anything stupid.” A small chuckle left my throat.

“Yeah yeah, I love you Munson, don’t get into any trouble.” I can’t wait for tonight.

“Love you too (L/n), I’ll try not to but I’ve got most of Hellfire here so whatever happens, happens.” After he said that I put the phone back into his holder before heading into our room to change.

Fortunately I was able to hang my dress shirt in the bathroom while I showered that morning before work so I didn’t have to iron it now. Taking off my uniform I pulled on a plain white shirt followed by the white dress shirt. I had a pair of black jeans on but I figured I should put on a slightly nicer pair of black slacks considering where we were going. After I finished putting on my belt I leaned down to dig through the closet for a gift box buried under bags and random articles of clothing. Opening it to double check the contents were still there I left out a relieved sigh as the beautiful silver rings I had picked out for Eddie were still there.

“I hope he likes these.” Quietly speaking to myself I closed the box and stood up before putting it onto the nightstand. Sitting down at the small desk we shared for school work before we graduated I snagged a book and began reading to pass some time. Less than 15 minutes had passed before I heard Eddie’s van pull up into the driveway while he fumbled with the keys at the door. I giggled when I heard him finally open it and throw something on the floor before sprinting to our room.

“What’s the rush for? We’ve still got an hour babe.” Setting the book down I turned to look at my clearly frazzled boyfriend.

“Hey! Um, I have to shower and I didn’t want to walk out with sopping wet hair.” He smiled at me from across the room before taking a few strides towards me and leaning down to give me a kiss. It was short but sweet, how did I get so lucky to have him as a boyfriend.

“If I had known I wouldn’t have put my good clothes on yet.” He moved to stand between my legs slightly, making me move my thighs apart.

“If you had joined me we would be 3 hours late to dinner.” Eddie had a point, but I just shook my head and chucked before pulling him down to me by the back of his head for another kiss.

“Finish your shower quick baby boy, I’ve got more than one surprise for you tonight.” A glimmer of hope flashed through his eyes, for what I’m not sure. He very quickly moved from between my legs to the bathroom just down the hall. As soon as I heard the shower running I turned back around to the desk to continue reading my book. It wasn’t too long until I heard the shower stop and Eddie pull the shower curtain back, the walls of his trailer were so thin. Placing the book onto the desk once more I stood up to go grab the small gift box with the rings in it off the nightstand, right as Eddie walks into the bedroom with a towel around his waist and another drying his hair.

“Whatcha got there handsome?” A smile creeped onto my face at the nickname, I thought for a second before responding.

“I know that you really love your rings, especially the bulky silver ones, so a little while ago I went down to the jeweler and asked for a few custom silver rings. And I got them a few days ago, but I wanted to wait before giving them to you, that way you could wear them to our date tonight.” I looked up at him and slowly handed him the box. As soon as he had it in his hands he sat down on the bed and opened it with the utmost care and gentle movements I’ve ever seen from him. He took in a shaky breath before pulling each ring out and looking closely at the details, the hand sculpted silver teeth or the delicately carved eyes. Before I could ask if he liked them he started to cry, tears dripping onto his hands and the rings.

“Wait no, if you don’t like them I can return them, it’s fine Eddie you don’t have to ke-“ Before I had a chance to reassure him, he cut me off.

“No never, don’t return them please, these are the nicest things I’ve ever been given, thank you, thank you so much (y/n), of course I’ll wear these tonight and forever I’m never taking them off.” As soon as he said that he quickly put the rings down before wrapping his arms around me, careful to not bury his face into my white shirt.

“I’m glad you like them baby, I was worried you wouldn’t.” He looked up at me through watery eyes and red cheeks.

“Why would I not like them? Hell I love these things, not as much as I love you but, these rings are the nicest thing I own now, and I will always treasure them, thank you so much babe.” He was trying so hard to calm his crying down, I reached a hand up to his cheek to wipe away a few stray tears.

“Pretty boys aren’t supposed to cry, but you somehow look just as cute when you are.” Moving my head to push our noses against each other for a moment before I brought our lips together in a slow, passionate kiss. We pulled away a couple moments later and just smiled there with our foreheads resting against the other’s.

“I should really get dressed though.” His eyes opened and he looked up at me with those beautiful brown eyes.

“Probably, dinner’s in half an hour.” I looked over at the clock on the bedside noting that it was 5:25 and we only had about half an hour to finish getting ready and get there.

“Oh shit shit shit shit! Alright, where's my shirt!” Eddie hopped off the bed and began a panic to find his clothes. If I was any less familiar with his body the sight of him jumping up without a towel would’ve shocked me. In less than 15 minutes Eddie had managed to finish drying his hair, put on his outfit, and pull his hair up into a ponytail to keep it out of the way during dinner.

“Don’t you look handsome in a dress shirt, I can’t wait to rip it off you later.” He slightly shuttered at my words but quickly turned around to run back into the bedroom. He emerged a moment later with the new rings on his fingers, they looked so good on him.

“C’mon, we shouldn’t be late.” He grabbed my car keys before I could and walked out the door.

“You’ll be the death of me one day Munson, one day.” I muttered to myself before I followed him out the door, tonight was gonna be one we’ll never forget.

#eddie munson x male reader #eddie x male reader #male reader #male reader fanfic #eddie munson #eddie stranger things #eddie munson stranger things #stranger things fanfiction

[kaicubus]

omg

guys

WE REACHED 2K SUCCUBABIES !!! guys...as a writer, it is so crazy to me that words cannot express how i feel rn. i feel very. very. very grateful for each and every one of you. you are my succusupporters for a reason, my sweetie succubabies my pretty succubabes. THANK YOU!!!!!!!!! i wonder if i should do anything special, maybe if you want ill do some personal questions !! like about the writer or somethin silly..this is so silly..sillyyyyy...but if i have any ideas mmm shrugs ? so far rn im working on a few fics and ill do more with the clones i promise ! like individual fics. also expect new characters/movies/series for me to be writing about !! i think thats it my lovelies !! if you have any any requests i would love to read them and write them !! kaicubus out <3

#kaicubus talks

[tojigasm]

can you do toji taking care of her s/o after a rough sex , pls im just obsessed to a soft toji

Oh my god anon, you know soft toji is my absolute SHIT YUHH but omgg I have this theory that he's super sensitive when it comes to actually seeing the aftermath of sex. Like he understands in the moment of sex that you're both enjoying him being rough with you but after he almost can't forgive himself for hurting you to a point where you're sore. Beware, this lil drabble was supposed to be vry fluffy and giggly and it ended up turning much more angsty lmfao?? I think im starting to enjoy writing angst a lot more tbh, but I digress, I hope you enjoy!

Cw: mentions of cum, bruising, and biting, sad toji + soft toji + angsty toji, he's lowkey giving bart simpson edit toji here

Words: 682

Toji's still hunched over you, resting all his weight on you, sweat-slicked skin of his chest stuck to your hot back. He's panting, hips jutting and twitching - cum still spilling from his cock and filling your tight cunt. "God..." he groans, pushing himself up, holding your hips in one hand as he pulls out of you, spreading the lips of your pussy to see his cum drool out of you.

Biting his lip at the sight, he sits back on his haunches, rubbing the small dent of your back, helping you to lay down on the silk-sheet bed. "You feel okay, sweetie?" He whispers, Stroking your cheek softly.

"Yeah just sore," you mumble into the meat of his thigh. He scoffs at that, low and breathy, "yeah I can imagine," he smiles down at you, running his fingers over your arm comfortingly, sending chills throughout your tired body.

He feels guilty at the state of your body: legs still shaking, dried cum and spit caked onto your soft skin, lips swollen and eyes lidded with exhaustion. So he picks you up, cradling you in his arms, stepping over discarded clothing thrown around the floor on his way to the bathroom.

You whine lightly, the amber lights make your head pound, blood throbbing against your skull. Toji brings a hand up to cover your eyes, shielding you from the intrusive light. "sorry, baby," his voice is hoarse.

Its okay, you mumble; you can't even hear your own voice, did you even speak...you don't know. Grip on his bicep tightening when he bends over to place you in the tub; you lean against the cold porcelain, shivers tremor throughout your body - your nipples hardening against the open air.

Water begins to fill the tub - you hear it before you feel it - splashing against the china tub and submerging your bruised legs and bit skin.

You suddenly think of Toji, turning your head sharply in search for him; your neck is sore, a streak of white-hot pain running up the base of your jaw making you wince. Hissing, you rub the side of your neck gently, your small hand being pushed away by a much larger one.

"Toji?" you croak, eyes struggling to focus on his figure sitting next to the tub - he's dressed, when did he do that - he gently massages the muscle in your neck, other hand running up and down your leg that's covered in suds.

"'M right here, baby," he watches you closely, "shh..." pouring a watermelon-scented shampoo into the water, he grabs a loofa from the side of the tub, running it up and down the dark blotches of blood littered along your thighs.

he's always rough with you, too rough and he knows it. biting and grabbing and tearing - he can't help it, you're so soft and so easily broken by his words - like a string he unveils, puling and pulling and pulling on the thread of your body until you're holding onto him for dear life before he sews you back together with sweet words and comforting touches.

You let him comfort himself - bringing himself back to some sort of stability with the way he apologizes through touch. You know he needs it; needs the finite reminder that you're still with him - that even if he's rough with you that you wont break. It's aftercare for him as much as it is for you.

You want to tell him that its okay, that you wont break, that you love him but you know those words won't carry any gravity in the face of his guilt. He does it for himself, he needs to care for you, sew your body back together, comfort you and remind himself you're okay so he can be okay. so you let him - the soft strokes of his fingers relaxing you and pulling you into a heavy sleep.

When you wake up, you're dressed in one of Toji's shirts, snuggled into his broad chest. his chest rises and falls heavily in the midst of his sleep, and you know he's okay.

#toji fushiguro x reader #toji x reader #toji fluff #toji zenin x reader #toji #toji fushiguro #toji angst #toji drabble #toji imagine #thanku 4 requesting anon!! #working on my 2k special rn!! #loved writing this #bart simpson toji is now my favorite #ansgty toji is the best to right tbh #jjk #jjk toji #jujutsu kaisen

[neko-nemesis]

Putting you back in your place~

Kaeya Alberich x fem-bodied reader

❗ WARNINGS❗: MDI (minors don't interact) sexual content ahead 18+, Twt p*rn link warning ⚠️: (inspired by this) Perverted!Kaeya, frenemies (? I think), friends (more like colleagues/upper rank plus lower rank coworkers with benefits, impact play, degradation, praises, Oral (both receiving and giving), Olfactophilia (smell fetish), inappropriate use of vision, hair pulling, that is all I think, lmk if I missed anything <3

Picture source: unknown (lmk if you know)

Word count: 2k

Note: tell me y'all why I get thirsty brainrots like this as I am about to fall asleep. 🧍🏻‍♀️Anyway hear me out, perverted! Kaeya brainrots got to me okay?! Eeekdhdsksks, I'll see myself out. Also not my ass being implusive and changing my whole theme, don't mind that.

!! Notes and reblogs are highly appreciated !! Enjoy~

Since childhood, you looked upto Varka alot. Since then, you dreamed of getting into the Knights of Favonius and after the age of 18, you did accomplished what you've been dreaming of since forever, though still being under a rather lower rank but not for long ofcourse! Being a knight was no easy task but you managed. The Calvary Knight, Kaeya became your senior, you were put under his guidance and care and to say the least, the relationship between you two was different than most and frankly, quite interesting...

Here you were, sprawled out on his desk inside his office late at night with the words of "working late in the night" to unsuspecting Grand acting master Jean, all the previous items and papers that laid on the desk was long forgotten on the floor after Kaeya swept them all off before forcefully laying you there. "Taking up all my commissions, you got some nerve.." he muttered, while he was taking off your whole knight armor plates off. You laugh, clearly with no guilt. "I've done you a favor, sir. Afterall, if there's anyone who could do the tasks provided by Master Jean better than you..is me, ofcourse. Hmm?" You stated as if it was a known fact. Kaeya was amused, even if this wasn't for the first time and if he's being honest.. it's a turn on. Seeing you get so competitive with him all the time and working harder to outrank him was very very entertaining for the man. He admired it but couldn't help himself and toy with you to put you back in your place at times. "Ahh, I see..someone's a little overconfident." He smirks down at you, his hands danced around your clothing, painfully slowly stripping you naked. You huffed out air in annoyance, putting on a fake act to not make it obvious how desperate you felt for his touches. "overconfident? You do know even without a vision, I can and will become more greater than you, Captain." You hissed, honestly you don't know when this all begin. Maybe you were that one person who saw Kaeya as who is was, seeing through his flirtatious facade and made it a personal mission to outrank him one day in the Knights and have him be your little underling. You also don't know when all this started too, with him using you like a toy as if you two had anything special between each other..

"Oh? Is that so?" He smiled but you could see the glint of mischievous in his star-like eyes. That did make your stomach turn in nervousness, afterall the man can be very unpredictable. He broke off the eye contact and was looking down between your thighs, leaving your pants pooling down your knees and spreading you open, there was no denying over the fact how soaked you were. Dragging his thumb down on the wet spot while chuckling, he looked back up at you again, this time eyes filled with a familiar darkness of lust. You gulped, biting down on your tongue for dear life, as you didn't wanted to give him the satisfaction with your moans of pleasure of getting barely touched.

"My my, would you look at that?" He leans down, leaving wet kisses on your neck as he toyed around with the garment of your panty, can't help himself but grin from ear to ear, "You want to overthrow me so bad..yet almost everytime you come in here for what? To get fucked stupid like a whore?" He asks, whispering while licking your earlobe, knowing well how sensitive they are. You whimper, gritting your teeth. "I'm not a w-whore you bastard." You stutter, mentally yelling at yourself for getting so worked up even though he hasn't even touched you properly yet. "Oh, yeah?" He laughs, catching you off guard causing butterflies to go haywire in your stomach as he slowly began to take off your garment. Noticing the string of slick attached, he nearly moaned. Sliding the material off you, he made himself comfortable as he sat on one knee, facing your cunt. You sat up on your elbows, face getting flushed over the lewd scene infront of you, noticing you staring down at him, he smiled harder as he just closes his eyes and dive into your wet cunt, licking long strides as if to catch and taste your arousal, not wanting to waste any of it.

"What will the knights think y/n? If they see you like this with me right now.." he speaks while tasting you, "rubbing off on my face like a bitch in heat huh?" You look away, embarrassed and stop yourself from rutting your hips to fuck yourself better on his tongue and the tip of his nose. That didn't sit quite right with him though..because the sick man was enjoying every second of it. He lifted up his free hand to leave a hard smack on your pussy, making you scream in painful pleasure. "I didn't say to stop it, now did I, you fucking whore?" His voice stern, you shake your head and continue moving your hips like a true whore you are on his face.. bringing back the smile on his slick covered lips. Seeing you so vulnerable and obedient was a contrast to you talking back to him confidently so often, that just made the pleasant sight more pleasurable. Zjpping his pants to only jerk off as he ate you out, finding too much pleasure in it.

He backed off as a light bulb went off in his head, grabbing your panty he threw off haphazardly and standing up in-between your legs. "What are you doing?" You ask as you tried to catch your breath, "Well.." he almost sang his words as his hands lifted one of your leg to hang off from his shoulder, giving him more access to view your hole clenching around nothing, "since a little whore only knows how to run her little mouth only to get stuffed, why not teach you a lesson as your senior?" He suggests but before you could even ask what he meant, your breath hitched as your felt him shoving the fabric inside of you. "I've been put in charge of guiding you ofcourse, it's only right if I teach you the way of some things, no?" The raw feeling from the material along with his fingers was undescribable, your mouth was left hanging as he painfully slowly shoved in the fabric little by little. "Feels good little one?" He asks, looking over your face for any signs of discomfort, "N-no, please more" you beg, making him proudly smile. He hasn't even fucked you yet but you already were reduced to being nothing but his hungry whore who wanted more and more.

"More huh?" He pretends to think, "if you tell me the magic words right now sweetheart, I might just cave in.." "please give m-me more, sir" you moan, his jaw clenched, not expecting you to claim your defeat so soon. Hearing the way sir rolled off your tongue made the man 10× harder, precum leaking out of his angry red tip. Fingers sped up as he he stuffed the material inside of you, leaving you feeling filled but the sound of his drawer sliding open made you peek to see what he was doing, only having your eyes open wide as realization dawned on you when he retrieved back your old panties archon knows when he has taken them for himself.

"Warm these up for me while you're at it, okay pet?" He says, never peeling his eyes away from your face contorting into lewd expressions while he continued his abuse. Bullying his fingers in your tight hole while literally stuffing you full with skimpy panties. An idea comes across his mind, making him smile darkly as he asks for your consent over using his vision. You nod, though confused over what he meant exactly but the feeling of icy finger tips explained everything. You moan and his mind nearly breaks seeing you tremble so hard over him just using his vision. 3 garments in and you couldn't take it anymore. Suddenly though, his mouth moves away from your weeping cunt as he pulled you off the table and made you sit on your knees while he sat down comfortably on the chair beside it, "While you're filled up like a hungry whore, why don't you suck me off pet? You can do that right?" He coos, patting your head as if you're an animal infront of him.

You nod, having no strength of your voice to even answer him, trembling hands running up his thighs to have better access but he stops you with a yank on your hair. Making him look at him, "You run your fucking mouth always and now you don't know how to speak? How bizarre. I said. You can do it right? You can suck me clean like the whore you are for me right?" You whimper in humiliation, as much as you'd say you hate getting treated like this by your senior, you can't help how wet it made you. "Y-yes, yes sir I can.." you say, earning a hum of satisfaction and a pat on the head as reward, You busy yourself tugging down his pants further along with his underwear and immediately start stroking him while kitty licking the tip. Groaning while brushing your head, his hand pats your head encouragingly to proceed and you did, taking his leaking cock in your mouth. Praises like "Atta girl" "that's a good fucking pet" "right there, you're so good for me" rang heavy in the air, edging you more to continue. You don't know how to explain, just how his voice sounds while praising you made you feel so desirable, you just wanted it more. Doing everything you possibly can, relishing the sweet yet salty aftertaste as you sucked him fast, letting your tongue drag down his undershaft in a slow pace. Not being able to take it anymore, Kaeya took a fistful of your hair and force you down until your nose hit his pelvis as you gag but that didn't stop him. He fucked your throat while the sweetest moans and call of your name came out his silver tongue along with degrading words laced with praises, driving you wild. "Fuck you and your mouth, why do you feel so good?"

"You're gonna be the end of me"

"Y/n..fuck more, a little more"

Soon his orgasm took over, with last few thrusts, he came down your throat and you obediently swallow down every drop of his cum while your teary eyes looked up through your lashes to see how pretty he really can be as he leans on the chair. The sight was just.. ethereal really. Blue hair sticking on his forehead with sweat, heaving chest and hooded periwinkle eyes that gave you the look to remind you he was far from being down with you. Pulling you up and making you sit on his thighs, his fingers gripped rather harshly on your cheeks, "tongue."  You show it to him, proving you swallowed every drop. "Hmm, good girl", he kissed your lips tenderly in approval. Pulling away, he lazily smiles at you, "we don't wanna forget about you now..do we?" Dragging his fingers on your cunt, he grunts over the fact you were drenched more from just sucking him off, pinching his fingers on the fabrics inside of you, he slowly begins pulling them out. The sensation of the panties stuffed inside you getting pulled out threw you off the edge and you came, hard.

Afterall..he did say he was going to use you as nothing but a cocksleeve for the whole night.. better be grateful for everything he gives you now or else..

His other hand thumbing on your clit as he whispers in the reassuring things in your ear while pulling every garment out, making you ride out your orgasm. Lifting up the bundle of balled up wet panties Infront of your face and shamelessly sniffing them, almost moaning cause of it. "Oh you smell so soo good darling~" he breathes out, teasing you, throwing off the fabrics elsewhere as he leans in, "I'm keeping them by the way."

"Pervert.." you mutter under your breath, funny how you say that, cause that whole sight of Captain Kaeya sniffing off your soiled panties made you unbelievably horny and he knew that, which made him throw his head back and laugh, "ah there she is, you're back to being yourself huh." Pulling your hips closer to his crotch slyly, throwing you off guard as he lifted you up just to drop you down on his cock with no warnings. He kissed your chest in comfort, "no worries, we have the whole night to ourselves, more than enough time to discipline and teach you some manners, no?" He purrs, you blink back tears of overstimulation, mentally preparing yourself.

xxx

#genshin smut #genshin Impact #kaeya brainrot #kaeya Alberich #kaeya alberich x reader #kaeya smut #genshin kaeya #genshin impact kaeya #kaeya imagines #kaeya headcanons #kaeya x you #kaeya Alberich smut #kaeya alberich smut

[ygreczed-3]

2K MILESTONE EVENT

Thank you everyone for your suggestions ! They're all so good, it was hard to chose ! I decided to go for @skyfitzgeraldthefucker , @personally-i-practise-lesbomancy and @aesahamyr 's AUs in the end. I admit I considered @au-bunny's idea of a vampire AU and took my time to decide but I'm intrigued by the pirate aesthetic so I couldn't resist ahaha...

A biig big thanks to @yayenchan, @carly-r-arnold, @rjhpandapaws (ohhh the coffee shop AU was nice to imagine too !), @coffeeboy900, @au-bunny, @just-a-fangirl7, @wingedauthor !!! All your ideas were so great and it has been real hard to choose !

Here the link to see everyone's ideas !

REVERSE AU CONCEPT ARTS

Thank you @skyfitzgeraldthefucker for suggesting this AU in the 2K special event ! I know it's your favorite AU and I admit it really intrigues me lately, which is why I wanted to draw it ! I know you asked for a specific scene but I really wasn't in the mood for that sorry ! Hope you'll enjoy what I've made anyway !

Also look at Ninja, Sumo's alter ego ! Just love corgis so much ahah ! I wanted to make my art evolve a bit too. I'm working on characters' shapes rn. I'm kinda satisfied with how buff/square Hank looks, and Connor's slim frame !

#dbh #detroid become human #hank anderson #dbh connor #dbh hank #hank x connor #dbh hank anderson #dbh hank x connor #hankcon #dbh hankcon #dbh reverse au #dbh au #detroit become human au

[hepalien]

Destiel Bunker Fic Rec

Little to no angst to the best of my memory

Good girl. by orange_crushed @robotmango - Gen, 1.7k

Crack, TFW, Fluff

(In which Team Free Will gets a four-legged mascot.)

Sam drives her to a veterinarian’s office one day, in the stolen car he is now increasingly regarding as his, and she comes back sort of sulky and depressed from having been tricked into getting a series of vaccinations.

“I know the feeling,” Cas says, at floor level with her, while the puppy licks the underside of his wrist and makes sad eyes. “I was once immune to tetanus, but now I am forced to endure booster shots.” He looks over at Sam and Dean, and lowers his voice to a whisper. “They told me they were taking me to the zoo,” he says. He pets her ears. “You will learn to trust again.”

The Heart’s Memory by @imogenbynight - Teen, 2k

Reunion, Season 8, Fluff

After three months trapped in Heaven, Castiel flies to the bunker, and contemplates the nature of love and the human heart.

Exercise by cadignan @morethanslightly - Explicit, 2.1k

Season 8

Dean didn’t even know the bunker had a gym for the first few weeks.

the run and go by microcomets @mishcollin - Teen, 2.7k

Fallen Cas, Domestic, TFW, Fluff

Cas makes a list. Dean is Yoda, and Sam is unimpressed.

Sock it to Me by @domesticadventures and @propinquitous - Gen, 3k

Established Relationship, Fluff

It starts with the bacon socks.

(or, SWS: Socks Without Story)

more under the cut

Winchester 12 GA by Firebog @brainsforbabyjesus - Gen, 3.3k

Fallen Cas, Proposal, Fluff

Dean plays another game of are we dating or do we just fuck sometimes? The game goes like this, drink a bottle of beer for every maybe-date he’s been on with Cas and drink a double shot for every time they’ve fucked.

Dean’s not sure if it’s a good thing or a bad thing that he’s been stumbling drunk for the last four days.

suddenly all at once by @xylodemon - Mature, 3.5k

Future Fic, Fallen Cas, Humor, First Time

Dean falls in love on a Thursday.

Cas and Chill by @xylodemon - Mature, 3.7k

Season 11

The one where Dean comes home and they watch TV.

Quintet by Anythingtoasted - Mature, 3.7k

Fallen Cas, Fluff, 5+1 Things

based loosely around the 'five times' structure, but not really. fluffy as hell.

Every Time A Bell Rings by @kototyph - Explicit, 5k

5+1 Things, Wings, P/rn With Plot, Fluff

Five times Castiel got Dean dirty, and one time Dean returned the favor.

Come Home by @whelvenwings - Gen, 6.3k

Domestic, TFW, Fluff

Click click click click.

Dean smiled as he entered the bunker’s library to hear the familiar sounds of Cas knitting, the steady rhythmic soundtrack to every single morning. In his hands he held a pair of mugs, and the scent of coffee curled up into the air, exotifying the musty scent of old books and dust-thick shelves. Dean had splashed out last time he went to the store, and bought a special Colombian blend.

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Dean, Castiel, and Sam have lived happily in the bunker together for a while, when they happen upon an old abandoned house. It doesn't look promising at first, but with some love and hard work - and some paint fights, from Dean and Cas - it starts to look like somewhere they could stay: a permanent home, with light through the windows and herbs in the kitchen.

To Know by @imogenbynight - Explicit, 7k

Fallen Cas, Post Season 9, Fluff

Dean tells Castiel not to open the box on top of his dresser while they're away. He doesn't, exactly. But he still sees what's inside.

Rock of Ages by Winter_of_our_Discontent @bamfinacuddlyjumper - Teen, 7.4k

Oblivious, Sam Knows

It starts because they need a rock. Not, of course, just any rock, but apparently this particular critter needs an Aztec-style obsidian-and-jade dagger right through its human-teeth-and-eyeball-eating heart to actually kill it.

In which Cas gets a ring, and Dean (finally) gets a clue.

Aim and Ignite by @wincechesters - Mature, 10.3k

Pining, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Post Season 8 AU, TFW, Fluff

After the angels fall and Cas loses his grace, and with Sam still recovering from the toll taken on his body by the trials, Dean starts a prank war as a way to lighten the mood in the bunker and alleviate his boredom. It might just have some unexpected consequences.

Tales from the Bunker of Domesticity by @teaandjumpers - Mature, 17k

Domestic, Season 8, Fluff

Moments of domesticity between Dean and Cas (and occasionally Sam) in the Men of Letters bunker. Essentially, this is a story about the boys building a home together.

When you have a future by Firebog @brainsforbabyjesus - Teen, 17.6k

Fallen Cas, Accidental Relationship, Found Family, Fluff

Sam closes Hell. Castiel closes Heaven. The heroes save the day. There's no Heaven or Hell waiting to cause the next big disaster. There's no more end of the world. There's only a squirmy feeling in his chest that feels a lot like freedom. So, now what?

(Things I promise you in this fic: dog poetry, rabbits, and fluff)

I Been Blind by @jemariel - Explicit, 22.3k

Fallen Cas, P/rn with Feelings

Castiel is in love with humanity. At least, so long as he's not the one experiencing it.

A lighthearted smutty romp wherein Dean helps Cas navigate the tricky minefield of human needs.

more recs

#destiel #deancas #destiel fic #destiel fic rec #deancas fic #deancas fic rec #dean x cas #my destiel recs #fic rec #fic tag #bunker fic #fluff

[scandeniall]

story of us

pairing: suna x reader

the story of ur relationship <3; alternatively (more) dating sunarin headcanons but this time is somewhat of an order and talks good and bad 2K+ worth lol

a/n: i had more planned but half of these have been sitting in my notes for months and its kinda fucking long already bc he lives rent free!!!

warnings: uh the usual aged up (in ur 20s time skip type beat), language, yeah

Meeting

Now when y’all met suna was not looking to love at all. That man was just living his life and so where you. The two of you pretty much meet through komori. You’re a friend and it’s his birthday so him and a few of his friends go out for drinks bc why not. Young hot pretty financially stable v-ball players. Nah no ones there for any type of hookups literally just there celebrating a great guy.

They rent out a section at a relatively nice bar tbh. Not the cheapest and you can actually hear conversation. But also not a super expensive one where the patrons are middle aged with jazz music and the occasional track to relive “youth.” Komori’s a sweetie and will come outside to get you when you text that you’re there. You’ve met washio and ofc sakusa Before so you greet them casually then you turn and there’s Suna and a few others you haven’t met.

That greeting isn’t anything special I promise. Just “hey I’m so and so” and vice versa. It’s one of those meetings where you just think “he’s cute” but it’s such a fleeting thought. Y’all don’t even really talk that first night tbh. At the next practice Suna mentions offhandedly that he didn’t know komori was dating someone and komori is like: huh? Yeah sorry. I love (Y/N) and all but were just friends. Suna just shrugs not really caring to be honest until Komori just asks what did he think of you.

“Don’t really remember much man. Seemed cool though” he didn’t think he’d really see you again. Yeah you were close enough to have been at Komori’s birthday but if that was his first time ever meeting you, he figured you weren’t from around there are present very much. Yeah he was wrong.

Suddenly you were on Komori’s snap story more often, or maybe he’d just been noticing more. Too bad he couldn’t even remember your name 💀. Then it turned into you occasionally popping up where he was. He’d been told your name at least 5 times already but wouldn’t remember it the next day. Whenever he’d see you again he’d get a strained look like: “what is this mf name again” just laugh and tell him again bby.

That changed at some random house party by another mutual friend you two apparently had? You two were the only people just around the fire pit trying to catch some warmth in the chilly night. He’s probably just on his phone head bobbing his head to the muffled music from inside. And you’re just like “remember my name yet?” All jokingly. This sparks the tiniest bit of interest in him and he lets out a low chuckle and just admits “not at all.” I also feel like this is the first time he really looks at you and he’s like 🤨, wait you’re actually kinda cute.

That night y’all just kinda talk and vibe. The conversation comes easy as you two jump back and forth from talking about the music playing to sneakers which he brings up to stuff that you like. He’s actually really easy to talk to. So easy that u can forget about him not remembering your name despite meeting several times. You mention that you’d hung around komori before while they were gaming and that he seemed pretty cool. That leads him to asking “how do you know him anyways?”

“I used to date Sakusa”

Mentally he’s just like— ‘yeah I’m not getting involved in this. Time to go.’ Until you just start laughing.

“I’m kidding. He’s not really my type. We met after being paired together for a project in school.”

The two of you spend quite a bit of time just talking that night until you are joined again by some friends and it’s deadass like y’all weren’t just talking for almost an hour straight.

Getting Together

The process of getting together is like a cat and mouse game. You two start getting closer than friends and then something happens and you’re not talking for weeks. Whether it be life just getting busy, and then someone ending up on some random tinder date or so be it. Definitely one of those things were somehow someway y’all end up just hanging on one of your couches watching a movie. At some point there’s definitely a hint of sexual tension but neither of y’all act on it (later on you find on his finsta that he used to post several “i wont you 😔” memes  Folks can’t tell if hes joking or not (hes not))

You probably gotta tell that man you like him so if that ain’t you I’m sorry. Y’all not dating 😹. It’s something casual, y’all going to pick up some snacks for a movie night and why this mf keep looking at you out the side of his eyes instead of the road. You def texting the groupchat asking if you should confess. They tell you to boss up and just do it baby.

You literally end up confessing in that parking lot. Like right when he shuts the car off and starts swinging his keys on his finger and you kinda just blurt “I like you. Like like you.” He just kinda nods before his eyes widen. “Wait are you fr?” Like no you’re joking tf. It gets a lil awkward so you just go to get out the car and he’s like “I like like you too.”

I definitely don’t think either of you ever officially asked the other out it’s just at some point the understanding that you two are a couple. Like when you’re hanging out just you two hes more touchy, and then y’all start kissing and holding hands at some point. Then when you’re with friends he almost exclusively sits next to you and your friends notice the whispers in one another’s ears at the loud bar that seem just a hint too intimate for ppl who are just friends. Then y’all start arriving and leaving places together and people just at some point get the message (it’s later confirmed by you tweeting some shit like: I hate Rin why is that mf my boyfriend)

As far as anniversaries y’all draw straws to pick a day in the ballpark of the time y’all both think you became official. That’s the day you stick with even if it’s not true.

Relationship Flaws

A fault in the relationship is sunas kinda poor communication when it comes to things that matter. How he feels. Arguments. Love sure as hell don’t come east with anyone but when your partner won’t let you in? Yeah that’s like hell. That’s something you struggle with. And then on your end, it’s the impatience with him not letting you in. You try to wrongfully rush it.

 There’s definitely been arguments that stem from him just being upset about something unrelated to the relationship then coming to you for comfort without actually telling you what’s wrong. He kinda just wants to lay with his head on his chest but at some point that’s not enough. Y’all are in a relationship and should be able to talk about your bad days too.

You’re not innocent in this issue either because sometimes it comes off too pushy. Yes it’s from a place of care but sometimes that silent comfort is necessary. The walls will break in due time and y’all both know that deep in the back of your minds But then there’s a part that’s like— yeah we can’t let this become the norm

“Rin, can you please talk to me”

He will have literally told you “whatever” and that he “can’t deal with this rn” several times as he just shrugs and is like yeah “I’m gonna just go home. I’ll text you later” with an awkward ass pat on your shoulder if it really ruined his mood. If he’s leaving before he gets super upset and uncomfortable just some half assed kiss in your cheek

Another thing is I feel like he could be passive aggressive and let’s be real other folks doing it causes you to do it to. Y’all probably drag eachother on your finstas where you can both see it lol

But when it comes to making up he cracks first and apologizes when he started it. Or as y’all get more comfy with communication. If it’s not anything major he’ll just hit you with a text like “I’m bored come hang”

More Relationship Things

I feel like he love/hates driving. Likes the ride not always driving though. So if you ever proposed a late night drive he’d be down (if you offer to drive). He does let y’all take his car though. He reclines the seat pretty far back. Alternates between just closing his eyes vibing w/ the music or kinda just looking at you (he the type of bf that makes u nervous no matter how long y’all been together)The way he looks at you makes you nervous cause that man is fine as hell and you can just feel his eyes on you.

He films you on Snapchat and sends the video to you like “you look hot”

If he’s not ‘resting his eyes’ he’s mumbling along to the music because he has the aux. if y’all music tastes are different he occasionally throws in something you really like bc he likes how you perk up at one of your fav songs

Moving on. Y’all dap eachother up after s3x because it’s “modern romance” (boy stfu). You two came up with a sex playlist together and it’s on both of your phones. Sometimes one of you will add a troll song that the other doesn’t know and put it in the lineup. (Stole my heart by 1D has definitely played before and you were practically in tears laughing at his reaction. That was one of those songs he was like ‘yeah alright i think we’re done).

At some point you two develop your own handshake and it’s cute. Whenever either of you have to travel without the other that’s always the last thing you do before you leave eachother. There’s vids of your friends daring y’all to do your elaborate ass handshake drunk and doesn’t matter what’s in your system, you both know it like the back of your hand.

I think he values quality time a lot so there’s so many nights where you’re both just chilling in his room just doing your own things. He could just be at his desk watching some game highlights and you’re just doing hw on his bed with your own earbuds in work all spread out and he’s content. He’s also attentive so if he calculates that you’ve been working too long he’ll just take ur earbud like “hey let’s go get something to eat.”

People definitely think he’s the lazy one in the relationship but it’s 100% not true. Like stated above, he’s very attentive and can pretty much gauge how you’re feeling in the blink of an eye. He knows when you need alone time but won’t go without reassuring you that he’s here whenever you’re ready. When you do just need him he’s there without a second thought. If you’re more touchy he’ll have your head in his lap his arm running up and down your as you tell him what’s wrong. He knows when to joke about a minor inconvenience and over the course of your relationship knows when to cut the jokes and be serious with you.

He’d never admit it but he knows your coffee order by heart (he keeps up his image my asking wtf do you get everytime. Just let him LOL). He the type to peek at what you plan on wearing and ‘accidentally’ color coordinate then pull some shit like “why are you copying me”

Y’all def shit talk together. See someone doing something completely out of pocket in public— straight to ur phones you go (pack it up shade room). To the public it just looks like you aren’t paying any attention to one another on your dates but y’all are. Just over the phone so u don’t piss off ur target 😌

Y’all are very comfy in your relationship that you just say stuff. Y’all don’t even think.

“Rin, what if i crashed us in this car rn 😹”

“Do it. Might be fun”

When you two finally move in together it’s almost like how your relationship starts. Slowly more and more spares of stuff for you end up at his. He does sorta make the move near the end of your lease and is just like “you’re here more than me anyways.” (hes nervous but swears he’s not. Bby you’re literally shaking). Him moving you in is like hell. This mf takes sooooo long to help with boxes. Picks up 1 then sits for like 15 minutes. You ask for help the first few times and he’s just like “I got you” while continuing to scroll his phone.

Sleepy Shoulder kisses in the mornings. Only form a greeting you get but it’s ok

this is like my 100th dating suna hc and im still going this is SICK. it was so hard to not drop old refs bc i still believe in them 100% yes i do!!!!

#haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #suna rintaro x reader #suna x reader #haikyuu imagine #suna imagines #hq imagines #haikyuu headcanons

[mercurial-madhouse]

hi! I see on your Tumblr you mentioned that you have a couple fics in the outline stage... I'm currently writing for the soulmatesabroad fest, but I never made an outline, I just started writing. I almost never make outlines for anything I do bc they feel too organized for my brain and it stresses me out. is that bad? Will that make it more likely to be too DISorganized for other people?? I have ~2k rn and it hasn't been an issue yet, but will it become one later? tysm! I LOVE your writing 😊😍

Beautiful Anony, congrats on writing for the fest! How exciting! (And thanks for the compliment!)

Please never think that the way you write is bad. There are books and blogs galore in the author world discussing writing method and I believe neither is inherently better than another. Here are some thoughts that’ll hopefully help!

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TO PLOT OR TO PANTS, THAT IS THE QUESTION.

(Great industry terms, right?)

On one end, pure plotting is outlining every single detail, breaking down not just the plot but each scene and then each moment within the scene, every character arc and how the theme will play out in each moment, how long the fic will be to ensure you hit certain points at certain word counts, etc etc. and then writing only once you’ve got everything lined up.

A pure panster, which is where I believe you feel most comfortable, just goes for it! Put that pen on paper or clickety-clack that keyboard and start writing! See where it goes!

Both have pros and cons, but here’s the big secret:

The best method is the one that works for you and gets you writing. 

Here’s the second big secret:

Every writer is almost always a blend of both.

And that mix is a super special concoction that changes with each author and can change with each fic. I’ve never met a writer that flies by the seat of their pants who didn’t start with an idea and therefore have some sense of where the fic was going or what it would be about. That’s a certain level of plotting.

On the flip side, even the most meticulous plotter still pantses when they write. Characters run away from us or the outline has to be reworked, for example. Perhaps you may know what type of scene you want in a certain spot, but have no idea what exactly is going to happen so you just go for it. There’s your pantsing!

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WHAT’S YOUR SPECIAL BRAND OF PLOTTING/PANTSING MAGIC?

Next secret: There’s no right answer, you’ll have to figure it out!

One of the craziest and most mythical experiences in the writing journey is discovering what method (or bits of a method) work(s) best for you depending on what you’re writing.

Here are some of examples from my own body of fanfic works:

My first fic is 186k and I mostly pants’ed it. I started with a single idea: “What would happen if character A got stuck in character B’s head so no one could shut character A up?” Where does it start? A night clubbing! And then I just wrote.

I intended for it to be a crack!fic. It turned into a monster of a wild angst fest with insane levels of snark. The beauty of pantsing.

My most recent fic is 162k and I spent a lot of time plotting it. Why? The fic is very complex, written in two points of view with five important character arcs on top of a very intricate plot with many twists and reveals. With so many moving parts, I needed to have a clear idea of where the pieces fall and wanted to ensure I had a balance when it came to which POV we read.

Occasionally this method put me in analysis paralysis. I was so aware of the rest of the fic that it felt overwhelming at times. And in places where I didn’t have a scene plotted out, suddenly pantsing it felt terrifying. But it also kept me on track. The beauty of plotting.

The fics I currently have in the works are a mix of plotting and pantsing as well. One is a time traveler AU, so I leaned into plotting because of it’s moving parts and the cyclical nature of the plot itself. Meanwhile one I’m posting today started as a drabble where I just wrote.

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CHANGE IT UP AS YOU GO ALONG.

If a method is stopping you from writing, toss it. Try something else. The most important thing is that whatever you’re doing helps you get those beautiful words on paper.

Writers are alchemists. We weave gold from words. Think of it like casting a spell. You have the words (pantsing) and the wand movement (plotting). They’re two separate pieces, but you need both to create the magic. Depending on how you tweak the movement or the words, you may burn your eyebrows off or get a paper butterfly’s wings a’fluttering. Find the pieces that work best for you for the particular spell-fic you’re creating.

Maybe you need the smallest of outlines before you write, a ‘here’s where they start and here’s where I want them to end up’. Maybe you want to completely explore a theme, a feeling, a relationship, so you start with a simple question and see what happens. Maybe you’re stuck so you decide to really plot out one specific scene. Maybe the outline you wrote feels too limiting all of a sudden. Chuck it out!

Pick and choose, love! If it works for you and leaves you with a finished fic you’re proud of, then it’s a success!

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TO BE A PLOTTING-PANTSER OR A PANTSING-PLOTTER? THE ANSWER IS YES.

My current goal is to polish my skill in writing shorter stories. I’m leaning into an outline for my upcoming fic because I want it to stay short, but my personal outline for this one isn’t as rigid or comprehensive as you may think. I’m experimenting to see if it’ll help me hone in on what details can be removed without detracting from the story. I’m still on the journey too. It’s all an experiment and that’s the beauty of it!

As for your final concern about what readers may think: fear not! I gave us a peek inside my writing process for a few of my fics because I guarantee most readers won’t be able to tell whether you plotted or pantsed. (My beta definitely can, but she also knows my writing style inside and out). Were you able to tell reading my fics whether I plotted or pantsed?

If you’re writing, then whatever you’re doing is working.

So keep putting those words out there, love. You got this! Not having an outline may never become an issue. But if it does, make one! Use the tool that helps when you need it. And feel free to reach out to me any time! My ask and DMs are always open. Writing is as solitary or as social as we want it to be.

#writers #Writing tips #writing #writing tag #writing methods #ask response #I hope this helps anony!

[anarchist-billy]

Thigh Fucking, you say? pt.1

At the suggestion of @tracy7307, I’ve put together what I’m sure is not a comprehensive list of fics that feature the highly underrated sex act otherwise referred to as Intercrural.

There’s actually a lot more out there than I expected, so to keep this post from getting excessively long, I’m splitting it into 2 parts.

This first has all of the fics I found under 5k words. Part 2 includes anything above that.

Bottom Steve/Billy connotes whose thighs are being fucked.

dazed and confused by viktorcreed

1.2k - Bottom Steve

Led Zeplin plays softly in the background and Steve hums along absently, his eyes are closed and he looks relaxed and happy. It's fucking annoying is what it is. Billy takes a long slow drag from his cigarette and glares at Steve not that the other could see. They've been doing this kinda shit lately, hanging out after and just listening to music because Steve's parents are never home so there's no rush. They don't talk about anything or even really acknowledge each other, it's nice.

You Know What You're Doing To Me by BeautyInChains

1.5k - Bottom Steve

"Thought you might need a hand," Billy says, voice rough like gravel. "A hand," Steve repeats dumbly as Billy takes a step closer, eyes still fixed on Steve's reflection which is beginning to flush under the attention. "With the beer," Billy clarifies, except for the fact that it doesn't clarify a damn thing; not with the way Billy is looking at him, stepping toward him.

Adult Video Arcade Goodness by BillysHardgrove

2k - Bottom Steve

How about the combo of an adult video arcade and glory holes?

Tumblr prompt that got long enough to be a posted on here

All I Need From You (is all your love) by shocked_into_shame

3.6k - Bottom Billy

Steve and Billy keep trying, far too many times, to have some time alone together. And, God love him, Billy's dog is a bit of a cockblock.

(5 times Steve and Billy try to fuck and fail, and the 1 time they succeed.)

Those American Thighs by tracy7307

1.6k - Bottom Billy

He placed his hands on the tops of Billy’s golden thighs -- spread his fingers apart and rubbed from his knees up, up, until his fingertips dipped under the legs of Billy’s shorts. The hair rasped under his hands. His thighs were still a bit slick from that suntan oil that Billy loved to use and from the sweat of working outdoors on a summer day.

Cream and Red Lace by capainwingdings

1.2k - Bottom Billy

Billy has a special surprise for Steve.

Leave all your stains with me by Confettibites

1.6k - Bottom Billy

Steve has a thing for Billy's thighs.

Lay Your Hands on Me by tracy7307

1.4k - Bottom Steve

It wasn’t as if Billy had never seen Steve’s chest hair before - almost the shape of an hourglass, the base of which stretched between his nipples - he’d seen it every time they showered in gym before they graduated. But this time the urge to touch it was immediate and overwhelming.

For a long time he tried to find the right moment to draw Steve towards him. Tommy shouted that Billy was just being a fucking ball hog, but really, he was just trying. Trying to pull Steve’s defence from conversation to close talk. Then maybe he would be able to jostle back against that chest. Maybe he could touch the skin of his shoulder back against Steve’s hair - feel it rub against his skin.

You've Got Style by red_crate

3.2k - Bottom Steve

“Go ahead,” Steve sneers, “C’mon, tell me about how good it was.”

What the fuck, Billy thinks as he looks down at the tense line of Steve’s back. He backs off a little. When he loosens his grip on Steve’s wrist, the other boy wrenches it free and braces against the hood of the car. He pushes his ass back, rubs it against the front of Billy’s hips.

He asks, “How’d you fuck her? C’mon, tell me. You already started.” Steve’s voice is dark, dangerous, and Billy doesn’t know what to think. Steve plants his elbows on the hood and his back curves with the change. He looks over his shoulder. “Finish.”

Billy changes tactics.

In his flirty voice, he asks, “You wanna hear about it?” Billy repositions the hand in Steve’s hair so he’s gripping the back of his neck. “Does it make you hot?”

Steve pushes into the hold. He hums. “Maybe. But I’m not the only one.” Then he grinds back against Billy again. “Am, I Billy?”

burnt out from the joy ride by Highsmith (quimtessence)

1.5k - Bottom Steve

Steve and Billy go to parties. Everything else is inevitable.

(Written for HarringrovePornathon Day 4! Only a tad late.)

And In The Light of Day by sarahstarkiller

3.6k - Bottom Billy

“Speaking of idiots… when can I see you again?” “You’re seeing me right now, aren’t you?”

Short Skirt, Shorter Temper by wingedbears

3.6k - Bottom Billy

Steve Harrington is absolutely not attracted to Billy Hargrove.

It’s just a fact. He’s not.

Sure, Billy is objectively pretty, with his long, dark eyelashes, his weirdly full and pink mouth, and insanely thick thighs. Objectively.

There's One Bed, Baby by XxmerthurcatxX

4k - Bottom Steve

When Max suggested that Billy and Steve carpool back to Hawkins from California, Steve didn't know what to expect. He definitely hadn't expected the two of them to wind up sharing a bed for the night.

Egg You On by mrharringtons

1.8k - Bottom Billy

“Piss off!” he yells, but it comes out a sad whine.

The knob turns and the door swings wide. Steve has to step back to avoid being hit.

He sighs, because it’s just his luck. “Tonight’s really my fucking night, isn’t it?”

Billy Hargrove sweeps blue eyes over him, head to toe. He closes the door behind him.

 “What the hell happened to you?”

Massage by mrharringtons

2.7k - Bottom Billy

Steve gives Billy a massage after practice. -

“This feel that good, huh?”

 Billy swears. “H-Harrington. Get the hell off me.”

You Get Too Close by trashcangimmick

2.2k - Bottom Steve

Steve sits at the back of the bus on the way to a basketball match in Gary. Billy Hargrove sits right across from him.

(i will try to tag authors later. i don’t know everyone’s tumblr handles, and tumblr gives me a lot of grief when i try to tag people anyway, which i’m too tired to deal with rn, so i apologize)

#harringrove #harringrove fic rec #lemon

[slightlymore]

rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your 5 (or so) favorite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2020. Tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want so we can spread the love and link each other awesome works.

tagged by: @hyucksie one of my fave authors on this platform pls read their work 🤧 thank you for the tag!

pride universe: I actually can't believe I wrote the "pride" series this year in spring/summer, like it feels years ago,,,,, I put the whole universe (with haechan's "cute" and jaemin's "no thank you" as well) because this universe as a whole has been the most emotionally vulnerable collection I've ever written and all three have a very special place in my heart ❤️ (johnny's "rumours" is the only one basically just pwp in this universe but it was necessary for the good times 👁️👅👁️)

oh no mr suh please don't spank me: what a fic bahahah the first that reached 2k notes 🥺 and the most well received ever. I wrote it so easily too, it was done like in two days. a delight for me too 🥴

soulmates collection: here too, I want to put all three fics I've written so far in the collection ("my soulmate loves wine", "red" and "lean on me"). I personally really love how the concept formed as I was writing and I'm happy that they're still fics you can read individually without reading them all in order or anything. also I'm glad that I've been able to showcase a side of doyoung I couldn't explore in pride or in my other fics before (also an excuse to write as many doyoung fics as possible? 🥴🥴🥴) I'm also very excited for the wips in this collection: "hardest to love", "fragment", "and who are you?", "green" and haechan's backstory "I will not vanish"

songs challenge: this one was so so so so hard 😭 and I'm happy to have challenged myself to this hehe my favorites are haechan's "coming home", doyoung's "fly away with me" and jeno's "love song"

the cave: this one came to me in a fever dream and it's the fic ive re-read the most myself (I don't read my own fics because,,,🤢🤢🤢 yikes, but I like this one a lot ahahaah)

special mention | fighting for dominance: this is probably one of my favorites smut and it's my first ten fic, I also re-read this from time to time for,,,, 👀👀 science

tagging: @notnctu (fave person in the universe 🤧 im confessing rn 🥺❣️), @strawberrymilkandcigarettes (the person that has been on my side all year and helped me improve so much 🥺 also the person that has been hyping me non stop which has been so helpful), @sunflowerforhaechan (basically my tumblr bestfriend ❣️), @spookyhyuck (you know the meme of the dudes communicating with their brains? yeah that's us), @hyunniejaehoney (the prettiest and kindest person I know ❣️)

no pressure to do the tag!!

#I can't believe I wrote so many fics this year #and that I don't loathe them #😔😔😔😔 #thank you again for the tag! #it was very nice to reflect on this year #tag