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Hi,

It’s you friendly neighbor fanfic author here. In the light of this apparent new trend of people feeding unfinished fics to AI to get an “ending,” and some people even talking about “blanket permissions,” let me just say this:

I EXPLICITLY FORBID ANYONE TO FEED MY FICS TO AI. DUDE, THAT IS ABOUT THE LEAST RESPECTFUL THING YOU CAN DO. IF YOU DO IT, SHALL YOU BE EXCOMMUNICATED FROM YOUR FANDOM AND WALK ON LEGOS BAREFOOT TILL THE END OF DAYS.

That is my anti-permission.

Thank you for your attention.

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The Castlevania Season 4 poster just dropped and in typical me fashion I’ve decided to zoom in on certain aspects, one thing my friend actually noticed had me screaming honestly, but I’ll save that for last.

So, starting with the most obvious thing - Alucard. He’s getting closer and closer to his SOTN outfit, and not to mention the shield (Alucart Shield) is taken from the game as well. I’m genuinely curious as to what could lead to this wardrobe change, something minor? Or perhaps something significant?

Next is Hector and Lenore, it’s not much but I feel their expressions tell a lot. Hector’s especially, he seems angry - rightly so - and I have hopes this may lead into Curse of Darkness territory.

And Carmilla, the vampire bitch herself. Her expression seems to be some sort of mix between both anger and desperation which signifies that things most likely aren’t going to go her way as she had hoped.

And St Germain makes an appearance too, so it appears the infinity corridor plotline is making a comeback - that’s something I’m kind of nervous about? I really hope that they execute something like that correctly and don’t go too all over the place but that’s just my thoughts on the matter.

And finally, this part contains to very interesting details, the first one being the Belmont crest cracking? Although unlike everyone else in the poster Trevor seems to be smiling. The cracking could either be aesthetic or hold genuine significance, I guess we’ll find out.

The second detail, the one my friend noticed, in the background mist appears to be a skull, you can clearly make out the sockets and if you look close enough the outline of one. I’m genuinely hoping that’s Death. I don’t want to get my hopes up but there is a possibility Death may finally make his appearance in the series and the possibility alone has me so damn excited.

From Samuel Deats’ caption we may be getting more content soon, possibly a release date if we’re lucky.

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Castlevania Season 4 poster art!

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Trouble Doubled - Bucky Barnes

Even after everything, you’re still the person who Bucky Barnes runs to when things go bad. Only now, he brings Sam who fails to hide his grin when he sees how James melts under your touch.

WARNINGS: Blood, stitches, and TFATWS possible spoilers (I think I was vague enough)

“Ouch! That’s going to hurt in the morning!”

“Ha, it hurts now, actually,” Sam grumbled. 

You pressed your lips together to stifle the grin that threatened to spill over them. Unable to help yourself, you glanced at Bucky in the hopes he too was biting back a grin. Stood by the door, slightly shrouded in shadow, you could make out the half smile that played on his lips. Though, his expression quickly melted into a grimace as Sam groaned. Reality quickly crashed back down on your shoulders and you turned back to the man laid on the table.

“You’re not going to like this.” Before Sam could ask what ‘this’ was, you began to palpate his wound. He flinched away from your reach at first, but then settled in the discomfort.

“Mm, yeah, no, that doesn’t feel good, Doc.”

“Not a doctor,” you said, still pressing lightly into the bruised flesh. “And I have to make sure you didn’t crack a rib. Otherwise, you’ll need a doctor.”

“Gotta work on your bedside manner,” Sam said as he winced. You pulled your hands away with a sigh and he met your eyes. “Bad?”

“In the grand scheme of things, no. Just try not to throw yourself off a building for the next few days. Think you guys can manage that?”

“Maybe. Harder to fly without jumping first.” Sam groaned once more as he sat up and the pain seemed to convince him to heed your warning. “We’ll try, Doc.”

You rolled your eyes at him before turning to look at Bucky. Still tucked in the darker corner of the room, he seemed small. His brows were knitted tightly together by worry and you imagined that, if he met your gaze, you would see concern in his eyes. Pushed forward by your own worry, you strode over to him. At your growing closeness, Bucky lifted his eyes to yours.

“Your turn.”

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Spooning Leads to Forking

Arc Trooper Fives x f!Reader

Summary: Title says it all really. Spooning does indeed lead to forking. Unfortunately, I couldn’t figure out a way to include that phrase into the fic.

Warnings: NSFW! Pussy sliding along dick (idk what you call it)?? Unprotected sex. Hair pulling.

920 words

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No gay has all 5:

- A job

- Good relationship with father

- Neurotypical brain

- Ability to top

- Driver’s license

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Life Could Be a Dream

Masterlist

Summary: (Y/N) slowly begins to remember their life with “Pietro” before WestView as they move through the decades, but sometimes knowledge is a curse rather than a blessing.

Pairing: Pietro (Peter) Maximoff x Reader

Word Count: 1.3k

Warning: WandaVision Episode 6 spoilers! Read at your own risk!

Author’s Note: Here’s the highly requested second part to Be Okay! You don’t have to read it to understand this story, but it does fill in the gap during the 80s episode and give a little more context into the reader’s mind. Also, the reader’s powers and Halloween costume are highly based off of Starlight from the boys even though I did my best to make it gender neutral, but that’s what I kinda envisioned!

(Not My Gif!)

Your hips swayed as you danced around the kitchen, the sound of Cars’ “Life Could Be a Dream” filled the room from the record player in the corner your beloved vinyl was spinning on. Chopping pineapple for the jell-o in the bundt mold beside you, you hummed along to the familiar tune as your feet shuffled back and forth on the checkered floor.

A whooshing sound and light breeze behind you tore your attention away from the task at hand. Turning around quickly, you were met with the smiling face of your loving boyfriend, relaxing in a chair with his feet propped up against the kitchen table. His dark jeans were complimented by a letterman jacket adorning his shoulders, his shades of grey complimenting your own and those surrounding the both of you.

“My partner and their impeccable taste in music.” He smirked, arms crossed behind his head.

“My boyfriend and his faster-than-a-bullet superspeed.” You retorted, shuffling over to your man and giving him a playful smack on the leg. “Feet off the table! We’ve gotta eat here in a few hours!”

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keep your brittle heart warm

chapter one of ‘peace’

read it on ao3 // fic masterlist

pairing: din djarin/fem!reader

chapter rating: E/18+

word count: 9.3k

summary: It started off as a simple attraction, a silly crush on a brooding bounty hunter. But you realized over time that you would cross the galaxy for him, would cling to him through life and death. You would be fearless enough to love him. And you have no idea what to do about it.

warnings: mentions of food, injury, mild blood mentions, drug use for medicianl purposes, fem!masturbation

notes: finally had the guts to post this. i have no explanation for my actions. if you know me irl and you find this no you didn’t xx (updated: this chapter has been edited as of feb 6, 2021)

title/chapter name from “peace” - taylor swift

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“I’m actually really offended right now, you know.”

“Why?”

“You ditched me to hunt down a Snivvian. I told you I wanted to see one up close.” 

“I commed you to check on the child.” 

In between moments of chaos, you try to find peace. 

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When the fic doesn’t write itself: 

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UNDER THE CRIMSON MOON

You have your period and feel gross. Boba Fett wants to fuck. A little blood never stopped the greatest bounty hunter in the galaxy from doing his job, and doing it damn well. 

Pairings: Boba Fett x Cis Female Reader

Warnings: explicit sexual content, menstrual sex, blood play/kink, unprotected penetrative (PiV) sex, praise kink, age play (pet names), degradation kink, thigh riding, light choking, cockwarming, hints of dom/sub if you squint

Rating: Explicit • 18+

Word count: 7.2k 

Author’s Note: Here it is, my very first publicly posted fic! This started off as a collection of thirsty personal drabbles that were never supposed to see the light of day, but… well, here we are. What do you do with a B.A. in English? …This filthy shit, apparently. But anyway, Boba Fett fucks and he’s a mean bastard. He just wants to make his lady feel good more than anything else, though. I love the grouchy green bucket man, this is incredibly self-indulgent, and I am not sorry in the least bit (even though I should be). I obviously need an exorcism. You’ve been warned. Enjoy, and thanks for reading!

Additional note: This work involves menstruation as a kink, and general talk of the menstrual cycle. Therefore, the reader here is considered to be cisgender female. Otherwise, there is no descriptive detail (weight, hair color/type, eye color, race, religion, etc.) pertaining to the reader. I have tried to make this story as inclusive as possible, despite the subject matter that this fic revolves around. Thanks very much!

Also posted on Archive of Our Own here - please consider leaving kudos there as well!

HAPPY FETT FEBRUARY, Y’ALL. 🤪🚀💚

Tag list: @theminnow​ @ladyjenny19 @samrubio @bigdickdindjarin @batmans-boobies

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Star Wars Episode I: The Phantom Menace (1999) dir. George Lucas

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Hotline Bling (Jango Fett x F!Reader)

Jango invites his favorite girl over to Kamino for a booty call.

Rating: Explicit (18+) Pairing: F/M Word count: 1.7k

Inspired by the energy of the blue tunic scene that gets me flustered. Reader has some sort of implied sexual relationship with Obi-Wan Kenobi that Jango is aware of, so he invites her over to remind her that things are much better with him. I’m literally so sorry I did this to Obi.

Warnings: 98% porn, 2% plot, unprotected sex (p in v), dirty talk, creampie, oral (f receiving), spitting in mouth, praise kink.

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I’d kill for a Drabble from you about Jango having a breeding kink... like maybe him and his girl are trying to wait to have sex until her expired implant is replaced but the thought of fucking her unprotected makes him want her 1000% times more and then he’s jerking off in assumed privacy talking mad dirty shit about getting her pregnant and she hears him and she’s like oh fuck please do sir

“Fuck, cyare. That’s it.”

Your eyes creak open at the sound of Jango’s distant voice. How early was it? What was he doing? Groggily, your arm searches for your man on his side of the bed only to find it empty. 

The sound of running water finally registers to you as you awaken. He was in the refresher.

“You gonna let me fill you up? Come on, that’s a good girl.”

Oh. 

It had been a few weeks. You were in-between implants, meaning your chances of conceiving were high. You knew Jango was going out of his mind trying not touch you, and you couldn’t blame him for, er, taking matters into his own hands.

“Let me fuck a baby into you,” he groans softly. “Give me a warrior to raise.”

OH.

Every time Jango came inside of you you had imagined yourselves completely vulnerable, leaving things up to chance, without having to worry about the consequences. That was part of the reason you had an implant in the first place; you and Jango both loved the feeling of being without protection and you had just a hint that he that he felt the same way. But it never seemed like a possibility for the two of you, so you never pressed.

Jango eventually steps into the bedroom with a towel around his waist. He catches sight of you sitting up in the bed and the look on his face says it all: he knows he’s been caught redhanded.

“You’re up,” is all Jango manages to say.

“Mmhm,” you hum, unable to fight a grin.

“Cyare...” he sighs, shaking his head. He didn’t want to tell you about this; not yet, at least. He didn’t want to scare you away.

“Come here,” you say sweetly, moving to the edge of the bed, as Jango meets you there. You get up on your knees, supporting yourself on his shoulders. “Do you really want to fuck a baby into me?” you ask against his lips.

Jango pulls back in amazement to search your face, just as a smile pulls at the corners of his mouth.  “Would you let me?” he asks in return.

You close the gap between you, mashing your lips together to prove to the bounty hunter just how much you loved the idea. “I’ll let you do it right now.”

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The Ghost Crew: Private Investigators Au

Aka the SWR Mystery Au that no one asked for

(And No this isn’t because Freddie Prince Jr. did Fred from Scooby Doo... completely!)

The Ghost Crew is a small team of Private Detectives that solve small crimes and mysteries while also trying to take down a powerful gang known as The Empire.

Kanan Jarrus, a retired Police Detective who left the Force after witnessing a crime of corruption.

In his past, Kanan was a Detective with the skills of Observation and Deductive Reasoning.

During one investigation, it was revealed that a few officers were part of a powerful dangerous gang. To cover their tracks, the dirty officers killed the others, including Kanan. So they believed. In reality, Kanan survived but ran away.

Many years later, Kanan resurfaced but as a Private Investigator, and uses his skills to keep the criminals from hurting his new family.

Hera Syndulla, a former Nurse who later found her calling with investigation.

While Hera enjoyed her job as a nurse, she always felt she could do more to help people. Especially since a young woman entered with obvious signs of domestic abuse but left the hospital before Hera could help her.

As a private investigator, Hera uses her former profession to find hidden clues during an investigation. How the victim had died, and what type of medicine or poison could have been used.

On her team, Hera uses her abilities to keep Kanan, and the rest of her family, from dying. Which is a difficult task.

Garazeb Orrelios, an Army Veteran who used his skills to further help the people he cared about.

Zeb had signed up for the army immediately after graduating from high school. The wars he fought and the destruction left more than just the physical scars among his body.

Upon returning back from the battlefield, Zeb didn’t have much of a life to return to. His family were all gone, and many of his friends had passed in service.

Eventually, Zeb found himself part of a team of private detectives, who solves crimes without the limitations most law informers are stuck with. Now he serves as a muscle of the group, and protector of his new family.

Sabine Wren, a Criminology Student with an artist's talent to see small details others could not.

Growing up, Sabine had always thought that she would grow up to become an Artist. However, upon the mysterious disappearance of her father, Sabine chose another path.

Despite her family’s disapproval of her new profession, Sabine drove herself into becoming an intelligent detective. Her artistic skills help her to see the small details on a crime scene that others are blind to. Even the smallest details can be the biggest clue.

Sabine’s skills led her to becoming part of a ragtag team of investigators that investigate crimes that most police turn their head on.

Ezra Bridger, a former Street Rat who learned how to analyze and detect deception.

As a child, Ezra witnessed the fatal murder of his parents, killed by a criminal outraged by a private blog that they owned. With no one else in his life, Ezra was forced to live on the streets and fend for himself.

In order to survive, Ezra developed a sixth sense of dangerous situations, and the ability to detect deception, facial detail of someone was lying.

One day, Ezra accidentally finds himself part of a criminal investigation being solved by a team unlike any detectives he had ever seen. Soon, Ezra finds him as part of the team. Kanan further teaches Ezra how to use his abilities to help solve mysteries.

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Sooo… I finally decided to start my Kanan/ex-girlfriend fic that I’ve been writing in my head for weeks. I haven’t written fanfiction (or anything fun) in a very long time so this took some real motivation (and unconditional love for Kanan/Kanera).

It is set at the very beginning of Season 2, when the Spectres have joined Phoenix Crew and Kanan is looking for anything to distract him from the formalities of military life. “Anything” including his ex-girlfriend Rhia Denley, current member of Phoenix Crew. This fic will reflect the battle between my love for Kanera and my need to write about Kanan’s love life in general in the only way I see fitting: through a love triangle!

This is just a taste for the first bit, but I hope to keep going!

Title: Endings

Fandom: Star Wars Rebels

Relationship: Kanan Jarrus/Hera Syndulla; Kanan Jarrus/female OC

Rating: t for now, m in future chapters (I’m guessing) for language and some non-explicit intimacy

Word Count: 1688

Chapter 1

Everywhere people walked, trotted, and ran into and out of Kanan’s line of vision. They criss-crossed in every single direction, yet everyone managed to stay out of each other’s way for the most part. It was suffocating, Kanan thought. So many people, faces, ranks and titles. He’d only been working aboard the Liberator for a few standard weeks (long enough, in his opinion), but he’d already given up on trying to remember the ranking system, let alone the specific rank of each rebel. He’d taken to walking behind Hera any time they were aboard the vessel, and when she saluted someone, he, begrudgingly, did the same. Otherwise, he stayed aboard Ghost as often as he could.

Hera was in front of him now, and the kids- Zeb, Sabine, and Ezra- followed close by. Kanan felt bad; she’d been explaining what she wanted to do differently the next time they were on a similar “cargo-thieving” mission as the one they’d just returned from, and he’d all but started ignoring her. It was entirely his fault, he felt. He couldn’t hear himself think over all of the people in the bay and the intercom that seemed to always be seeking out someone.

Hera could sense that Kanan wasn’t really paying attention, but she was mostly talking to herself right now. She always felt better when she could explain things out loud, even if it was only to herself.

“Well I thought the mission went pretty well,” Ezra spoke up, shaking Hera out of her thoughts. Turns out one of them was listening.

“It’s not that it didn’t go well, Ezra,” Hera added, gently. “I’m just saying there’s always room for improvement.”

Several droids, each carrying a large crate, crossed in front of the Spectres, forcing Hera to stop abruptly and Kanan, who was so focused on watching everything else, bumped into her.

“This place is a madhouse. Why do we need to talk to Sato? Didn’t he just watch everything that just happened? Wasn’t he there?” Kanan said, letting more frustration than was warranted slip out. He frowned and Hera turned and matched the look.

“Kanan, it’s standard protocol to debrief with our commanding officer after…”

Kanan checked out at “protocol.” It seemed like these kinds of things were all Hera talked about these days. He hadn’t felt so restricted in years, nor had he felt like he had to compete for Hera’s attention (more than normal) in years. She was still talking when something caught Kanan’s eye and pulled his gaze and his feet to an abrupt stop.

A glimpse of red, he thought, the kind of which he hadn’t seen in years. Seven of them, to be exact.

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question - when it comes to fics and requests do you guys like reading on AO3 or tumblr? Do you have a preference? If so, which one do you prefer? Or do you like having the option of the fic being cross posted? Any insight would be appreciated! 

I am still writing requests - I am just a mess of a human rn with everything going on :/