#(i don’t have anything for the last wip lmao)

[petitommo]

getting plotline ideas for three wips left and right and the line «it’s been ten years and i still fucking write songs about you» FUCKING BROKE ME

[jakesimfromstatefarm]

[wip!] the art & science of parenting || jay park

update: this fic's been posted!! click here to read!

a/n: hellaur everyoneeee here's a lil summary & drabble into another wip i'm working on rn,,,i had this idea in the back of my head for SO incredibly long (im talking since 2021 pls) and decided to finally go for it :') so here's a lil peek for the time being to prove i'm still alive heh. i hope you guys like this concept,,,idk why but i really envisioned jay in this trope maybe because i plan on making it very fun & lighthearted but mixed in with some serious & angsty tones...we shall seeeee....you know i love my college!aus and e2l!aus heheh anyways saur sorry im yapping now! lmk what you think & if you want to be tagged !!

genre: jay x female!reader, fluff, comedy, college!au, enemies to lovers!au, parenting!au (parenting a robot baby LMAO), sum angst maybe, both reader & jay are smartasses who don't know how to communicate and confront their feelings , also a bit of photographer!jay :')

summary: The Art & Science of Parenting 101 (PSY1009) – In this interactive course, students will explore the psychological, social, and biological foundations of parenthood. Through a mix of theory and hands-on practice, you'll master the art of raising a simulated baby—aka the 'robot child.' Late-night feedings, tantrum taming, and crisis control are all part of the deal. What you didn’t expect to be part of the deal? Getting paired with Jay Park—the last person you’d trust to raise, well, anything. You’re pretty sure he couldn’t even take care of a pet rock. Now, you’re stuck co-parenting this robot baby together for 40% of your final grade.  Warning: Sleep deprivation is guaranteed. And maybe, just maybe, some unexpected feelings for your disaster of a partner. Good luck!

longer drabble under cut! <3

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"Y/N and Jay."  

Wait. What?  

Your head snaps up so fast it's a miracle it didn't pop off your neck and roll away.  

You blink. You must have misheard.  

"Y/N and Jay," Professor Kim repeats as if she could read your confused expression, voice too nonchalant for the life-wrecking news she's about to deliver: "You two are partners."  

The words hit you like a bus. No, not even. The words hit you like a bus driven by a T-Rex that flips over, crashes into a building, and explodes into a million ashy pieces. And there you are—standing right in the middle of the wreckage, somehow still alive to suffer through every second of it—while Jay, smug as ever, whips around in his seat to face you.  

And of course, there it is: that look of his that screams 'This is going to be so much fun for me, and so much pain for you.' 

"Guess we're parents now, Y/N!" Jay chimes, his voice dripping with so much sarcastic enthusiasm you swear he just got handed an Oscar for Most Annoying Human. If that tone were a substance, you'd bottle it up and use it as insect repellent. On him. Repeatedly.  

You blink at him, you're sure—you're praying—this has to be some elaborate prank. Maybe Jay bribed Professor Kim with his rare attempt at turning in an assignment on time just to mess with you. Or maybe the universe just hates you and this is your karma for stealing your roommate's last ramen packet that one time a year ago.  

But no, Professor Kim keeps rattling off other pairs like it's business as usual, as if your entire academic career and sanity isn't currently being flushed down a metaphorical toilet, while you sit there, paralyzed, your brain rapidly melting into a useless puddle from the sheer thought of being paired with him.  

"What's wrong, Y/N?" Jay teases as he leans over the back of his chair towards you. "You don't want to play house with me?"  

You narrow your eyes at him, mentally wielding your imaginary bug spray like it's a holy weapon. "I don’t," you reply flatly. "In fact, I’d rather perform open-heart surgery on myself with a plastic spoon than co-parent with you." 

Jay’s eyes light up as his hand goes to his heart. "Aw, you really know how to make a guy feel special. This is why I like our little relationship, you know?" 

"Relationship?" You scoff loud enough to make the people sitting three rows behind you to glance in your direction. "The only thing we have in common is a shared oxygen supply." 

"See, that’s the spirit," he says, turning back to face the front like he didn't just ruin your life. And somehow, that pisses you off even more. Is it his voice? His stupidly perfect hair? The fact that he breathes in your general direction? At this point, he could literally sneeze, and it would still feel like a personal attack.

Is it too late to switch majors? Or schools? Maybe even countries? Surely, restarting your entire college career as a super senior would be better than spending the next six weeks parenting with Jay. Jay Park, who has probably never held anything more fragile than a Red Solo Cup.  

Jay Park, who is just sitting there, all calm and collected, clearly loving every second of your misery.  

While you're frozen in pure, unadulterated horror.  

Your grade? Plummeting as we speak.  Your robot baby? Probably going to need therapy by day two.  And you?  

You're screwed. 

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decided to go for a longer sneak peek than usual bc im very excited about this one heh :) i also changed up my title image formatting..trying out smth new !!!

lmk if you want to be tagged!

<3, addie

[tennessoui]

wip wednesday

can anidalas relationship implode anywhere but around a table?? not if im writing it lmao ft ahsoka instead of quinlan this time

Anakin gives her a very small smile, twirling his fork around his fingers before setting it down. “Master Obi-Wan could never get the sauce thick enough. He always blamed it on the—”

Across from him, at the other end of the table, Padmé sets her own cutlery down. “Is there something about this place that reminds you of Master Kenobi, Anakin?”

Anakin blinks. Ahsoka’s eyes flick between the two of them before staring resolutely at her own plate.

The chair across from Ahsoka remains empty. Because Obi-Wan didn’t want to join them. Because Obi-Wan did not want to spend time with Anakin outside of his duties. Because Obi-Wan thought of Anakin as a duty.

“What?” he asks. 

“Is there something about this villa that reminds you of your master?” Padmé repeats, pushing her plate away from her slightly and raising her glass to her lips. Her eyes are unreadable.

Anakin feels as if he’s walking Forceblind through a field of landmines.

“I’m sorry, Padmé,” he says carefully, foot forward and tapping the ground beneath him. Solid ground. No explosion. Padmé just looks at him. “I’m just worried about him. He’s been sick, of course I’m distracted.”

“His name is every other word you say,” his wife tells him. “Before you received the news that he had a cough.”

On his thigh, his mech hand tenses, the leather of his glove crinkling loud in the stillness.

“I think I’m going to go on a walk,” Ahsoka says. “Explore a bit—”

“No, stay where you are, padawan,” Anakin snaps, even though she is no longer his padawan and he has no business ordering her around. She stays in her chair, as if she has forgotten this too. “Padmé, don’t try and—and talk politics to me. If you have something to say, just say it plainly.”

“Fine,” Padmé replies, tone cold. “You have barely spoken of anything other than your former master in the past two days, Anakin, and at first I found it endearing then I found it strange. Then it made me wonder, made me think about the last time we were here. When we fell in love. When we were married.”

Ahsoka clears her throat. “I really think—” “And I realized that which I wouldn’t let myself realize all those years ago, Anakin. That even then, you talked of him more than you talked to me. So. I am asking you plainly. Is there something about this place, these lakes, this villa, that reminds you of Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin?”

Anakin's mouth is dry. His throat is tight.

"Or are you just so in love with him that even his absence draws your focus?"

[joelsdagger]

wip wednesday!

thank you to @ovaryacted and @guiltyasdave for tagging me!! y’all’s wips have me saur excited <33

i’ve been feeling very uninspired these last few weeks (and i’m letting it slide considering what’s been going on in this stupid country) but i have been slowly getting back into it. i try to tend to these whenever i can, i'm really excited about them so I wanted to give people a tiny peek!

➳ part two of that’s the way road dogs do it - not saying anything about it bc i don’t wanna give it away but it’s coming! i’m really trying to get it out during thanksgiving weekend but that could change.

➳ *welcome home - dbf!joel x f!reader ficlet (it’s actually done but i don’t wanna share it yet)

➳ going rogue - raider!joel x f!reader x raider!tommy. a little darker than walk the line. includes heavy dubcon/noncon. nic has heard all about this one :3

➳ *a love so fine - husband!joel x f!reader (set in jackson) includes a lot of fluff. a lot of angst. and ofc a lot of sickly sweet smut

➳ untitled best friend!joel x f!reader - leans into the fake dating trope for this one :3 i’m REALLY excited about it. it’s all outlined from start to finish but i haven’t had any time to start it. it’s definitely gonna be a longer one shot, closer to 20k, so that’s why i’ve been putting it off.

➳ and lastly part three of daddy!joel - it’s fully outlined, definitely shaping up to be longer than the last two parts. i haven’t really been in the mood to work on it. for now, my inspo lies with the darker stuff so i hope you all can forgive me for that 😪

i have a few more things in the works including a very angsty very hot and steamy hurt/comfort fwb one shot that means so so much to me (it’s technically done but it’s very personal so i have to be in the right headspace to edit it or else i hurt my own feelings lmao), a dark ddlg raider!joel two-parter, and a loose dark stepfather!joel series that @dinandwhiskey and i have been yapping about for weeks but those are all on the back burner for now! i’m trying not to start these until i get some of the ones mentioned above done.

*titles subject to change

npt: @cavillscurls @pedrospatch @joelsgoldrush @moonlight-prose @punkshort @wintrwinchestr @pedropeach @evolnoomym

[vesanal]

₊˚｡⋆❆⋆｡˚₊The 10th Day of Writemas₊˚｡⋆❆⋆｡˚₊

HEY!! YahOOOoooie!! Y’all! We made it to day 10! It is officially double digits now and 14 days left!! I’m so excited for all the prompts but sad that it’ll be ending soon!! This has been a truly awesome experience and I’m glad I joined in on the fun! Here is the invite post to see all the rules and regs and here are the prompts for the 10th day of Writemas!!! OOO and also thanks so much for the following everyone!! 50(almost 60 now) is literally insane! I appreciate y’all so much!! It has been such a fun time on here, I’m so glad I found a community to share my stuff with! Now i’ll stop gushing and let yall read lol

Prompts used:

Feeling: The calm of a smile

Setting: A (frozen) lake

Time for a character I haven’t even written for yet!! Oops! I tried to make it equal but the prompts just call for a certain character lol. THANKFULLY, today Nilus got picked for a change! I do like him actually. I swear. But uh a lot of interesting stuff you get with him are with other characters and I need to set everyone up first lmao. Eventually I’ll get to the point where I can have multiple of these guys in there. It’ll happen very soon (like in the coming days ;) ). Ramble aside, I'll let you go. Very young Nilus time!

Read about the WIP here!!

ENJOYYYYY <33333

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The Bone-Binder had been put away for a little under a century, his presence almost becoming folklore at this point, and rightly so. The terror that he placed over Pytharios transformed into, simply put, stories of the past. The last Nilus had ever even heard the mention of his name was from his grandfather passing down the tale from his father’s account of the battlefields in Eastern Pytharios. Mostly everything to do with the evil man was put to rest. No one wanted to see it. Peace was achieved, forever. Why bother caring about the past anymore when it holds you back from the future?

Nilus sat on the shores of the now frozen lake. Beside him was his old friend, Innes, throwing rocks and watching them slide across the ice. It had been a week since their graduation from the academy. Ever since then, it felt free. Nothing felt better than knowing you finally passed your trials, especially when you had a close friend along on the ride with you. 

Innes lobbed one after another out of his reach to Nilus’ amazement. He sure did have a good arm. You would think Nilus wouldn’t be surprised by it anymore, but watching Innes throw was really something to be admired for. Nilus sighed as he laid his hands behind his head. This was the life. Layers of tyranny of their school placed over them faded as each rock launched out of the young boy’s hand. They couldn’t do anything like this back at the rigid academy, unless they wanted to be severely punished for going outside the premises and not displaying ‘gentlemanly’ behavior. A sense of stillness came over Nilus. Not a word had been spoken between the two for a long while, apart from the occasional brief acknowledgement of his throw by Innes.

“You ever think that he’s going to come back, Ni?” Innes suddenly broke the soothing silence, winding his arm back ready to throw another rock at a chunk of ice towards the distant horizon.

Nilus scrunched his face in confusion at his completely vague question, “Who are you talking about?” 

“You know, “ Innes smirked and lowered his voice to a whisper, “The Bone-Binder. Haven’t you heard anyone talk about 

Rolling his eyes at the absurdity, Nilus humored him, “Don’t be ignorant, you know that won’t happen. Read your history book, remember what he had to do?” 

“Yeah, I do know, thank you very much. He had to make a covenant to the Queen. Like a treaty of some kind. I actually did listen in history class.” He responded back, flinging the rock in his hand flying across the cold ice. 

“Exactly, he can’t return or he breaks it. It’s like a treaty in that regard. Such a simple thing to understand, Nes.”

Innes threw his arms up in the air, “Well you don’t have to flame me over it! I get it, I was just asking a question. Damn!” 

“You ask stupid questions you are going to get stupid answers. Sorry, I don’t make the rules.”, Nilus laughed at his friend. 

“People don’t always follow the rules, idiot.”

Nilus stood up and made eye contact with his friend, noticing his friend’s smile, a twinge of calmness shot through him, exclaiming, “Oh, whatever. Let’s just move on, he’s not ever going to return and you know it. Now, give me one of those things. I’ll show you what I can do.”

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[idontplaytrack]

Masterlist🔖

Updated master post is pinned! 📌

Index: 🤍-sfw • ❤️‍🔥-nsfw

Brooklyn Nine-Nine🚓

Rosa Diaz

“you’re a softie.” 🤍

“bye, softie jr.” 🤍

Tough 🤍

Hermosa 🤍

Law & Order: Special Victims Unit🤝

Olivia Benson

Bad Rep 🤍

Mama Bear 🤍

First 🤍

Sick 🤍

Mean Girls(2024)💄

Janis ‘Imi’ike

Closet ❤️‍🔥

all the things that could go wrong 🤍 *

good problem to have❤️‍🔥*

I Want Coffee ❤️‍🔥

‘…a lot of things happen in parked cars.’ ❤️‍🔥

Jersey 48 🤍

You & I 🤍

Jealousy, jealousy ❤️‍🔥

Watch Me❤️‍🔥

Animal ❤️‍🔥

Like A Koala 🤍

Pick Up The Phone 🤍

Back to Red ❤️‍🔥

Answer Me ❤️‍🔥

Heaven Lost An Angel ❤️‍🔥

Honeymoon ❤️‍🔥

"God, you're crazy." ❤️‍🔥

Sundress ❤️‍🔥

Band-aids, candy or me 🤍

Flaws 🤍

I'd Rather Be Me(and be with you) 🤍

Distress 🤍

Stronger 🤍

Goodby to Spring 🤍

Heels and shove 🤍

Revenge...party? 🤍

Talk Too Much ❤️‍🔥

Needy, Greedy, New York City ❤️‍🔥

Talk Is Cheap ❤️‍🔥

Your Favourite ❤️‍🔥

Twin Stranger 🤍

The Power(2023)⚡️

Jos Cleary-Lopez

Kissin’ U ❤️‍🔥

Flipping the bird 🤍

Sweet Revenge 🤍

Stress Eating ❤️‍🔥

Soaked ❤️‍🔥

Bruises 🤍

My Biggest Mistake 🤍

Hands Off ❤️‍🔥

Darby and the Dead(2022)🔌

Capri Donahue

Never Lost 🤍*

Listen ❤️‍🔥*

Backfired ❤️‍🔥

"Flowers? What for? 🤍

You Don’t Know Me 🤍

Snowed In? Step Up 🤍

Seeing Double ❤️‍🔥

Coming Home 🤍

Anything and everything 🤍

Crush(2022)🎨

AJ Campos

Safe & sound 🤍

‘Not even in your top 5’ 🤍

Her Work of Art ❤️‍🔥

Wait For You 🤍

Watch You Sleep ❤️‍🔥

Redeeming Win 🤍

My Girl ❤️‍🔥

Slow Hands ❤️‍🔥

Say You Won’t Let Go 🤍

I'll Take Care Of You 🤍

Midsummer Night 🤍

The Practice 🤍

Not A Word 🤍

Wrapped Around Your Fingers ❤️‍🔥

Play ❤️‍🔥

My Love, Mi Amor ❤️‍🔥

Charming 🤍

Into the future 🤍

The Good Girl ❤️‍🔥 [WIP]

Modern Family🖼️

Haley Dunphy

Stress Reliever ❤️‍🔥

Rise🎭

Lilette Suarez

Soulmate 🤍

Since We’re Alone 🤍

All Together Now🎙️

Amber Appleton

An Angel 🤍

Lost Cause 🤍

Birthday Morning 🤍

Delight ❤️‍🔥

Sing Me To Sleep 🤍

K.C. Undercover🔎

K.C. Cooper

Family Is Forever? 🤍

Bottle You Up 🤍

MY CHARMED ONE - CAPRI DONAHUE x FEM! READER MULTI-PART MASTERLIST

shenanigans- mean girls social media + texts fic

part 1: happy birthday

part 2: all this on a random friday?

part 3: you need some sleep

part 4: someone check on damian

part 5: go get laid then tell me

part 6: rules are rules lmao

part 7: meet my new bff

part 8: on main???!

part 9: one last date

part 10: my precious angel

part 10: alt ending

[wonysugar]

haii guyss…

i feel like it’s been a while since i actually TALKED here? hope you guys are doing okay :] i know some of y’all are already thinking “where is part two of wonder why i’m bitt—“ LET ME EXPLAIN MYSELF i’m just coming on here to tell you a few things that i feel needs to be mentioned,,

so! i want you guys to know that I’M SORRY FOR BEING SO INACTIVEEE writing has gotten a lot harder over the course of the last few months and that i’m really trying:(( life has gotten busier, i have a lot less time to even open google docs in the first place, let alone to actually sit down and finish the million drafts i’ve startedfjksfm and not only that, but i just, feel like i don’t like writing as much anymore?

before you potentially panic!! i’m not deactivating or anything lmao, i think i just need a bit more time to find a pace i’m comfortable with, if that makes sense? basically, granted it’s my complete fault, i’ve committed to writing MULTIPLE wips and as much as i wanna finish every single one of them and post them for you guys to enjoy them, I DON’T LIKE THEMMM I NEVER DOOO… i’m burnt out mane it’s like everytime i write something anymore i just hate it and never wanna talk about it again, yknow? (hence why i kinda don’t find the will to answer asksfkskd but i promise i see all of them and they genuinely all make me smile thank you) THAT WASN’T THE CASE WHEN I STARTED THIS BLOG! i liked writing, i thought it was really fun and partially the reason why i think i borderline HATE it now is because i feel the need to always perfect my fics and have everybody like them (which will obviously never be the case, and i need to come to terms with the fact that my stuff is not for everyone, and that it’s okay!!) basically, the fact that i kinda have a platform now is a bit scary and pressuring considering and i always feel bad that i can’t seem to keep up with your guys�� demands and i’m really sorry but i need time to adjust i think?!:&;&

so all i ask of you guys is that you please please pleaseee bear with me as i’m trying very hard to keep content coming for you guys and that i’m trying to keep that flame burning; if you’re curious about whether or not i’m working on something in particular, please just check my wipsfksmdm seeing all of the asks about sequels is kinda stressful and i always feel bad for taking too long to write them WHICH LEADS TO ME RUSHING THEM I’M SORRY:(( and also i’m gonna be emptying my inbox today so that it’s kinda like a fresh start? feel free to drop your ask again if you really want it answered, i’ll try my best to! :] and say hi i miss all of youfjdkfm

thank you for your time and patience aahh i didn’t mean for it to be this long #notreadingallat, but yeahh it really means a lot to me and i’m sorryfkendn thank you again mwah i love you all, take caree

[bless-my-demons]

I just wanted to let you know that I am WAY too hooked on Redamancy that I keep just being like I wanna read angst? Oh, it's time to read Chapters 14 and 15! Like, come on, how can you take these okay characters from a weird ass series and turn it into something like this? I honestly think you are doing better than smeyer did! I also hope that soon things get to chill out, and we can see some half fun times with Jas and Emmet! Stay hydrated and well fed!!!

Omg when I tell you this ask made my heart SOAR😭 I’ve loved this series since I first saw the movies in high school (I just aged myself, RIP), but I always imagined them… different than SMeyer did; I’m re-watching the movies this week and I keep noticing what I would’ve done differently. Also, sparkles? You’ll never catch me mentioning that lmao honestly I just take her baseline for the characters/story and make it make sense in my eyes. And honestly I think it’s just the difference in vibes from 10 years ago to now - what we want in romance, perception of paranormal (not that anything about this is realistic, but making it more believable), and having time to criticize the saga.

Jasper is my Roman Empire, he is such a complex character - they all are! They deserve better storylines and just more overall, I just love writing my thoughts with him. But it’s like a coin, the other side is the wolves - more specifically Paul👀 oh my god I don’t even know where to start with the wolves, there’s so much. And I do have a doc started for Paul for after Jasper (there might not be a true and final ‘after’, but like once I crank out BD part 2) for when I can focus my energy on that instead of trying to split it with Redamancy, it’s full of ideas, things I wished we had gotten - especially with imprint relationships. Ugh and then I have that pre-vampire Jasper WIP that’s unrelated to Redamancy🙈 how the fuck do people organize their thoughts to do multiple series at the same time lol

The last part of your ask I’ve been thinking about since I posted Ch29, do you guys like the in-between? Like, the stuff between the timeline events that’s not in the books/movies? I’m always so worried about those parts, because if improperly done, I’m worried you guys are waiting for me to get to the point-to the shit you know is going to happen. Like the grad party, the newborn army fight, big plot points like that; versus the little injects like spending time with Quil, or Emmett, or reader’s mom, those things? I promise those little things have meaning down the road (some for the plot, some to just add angst/fluff/or to just fix SM’s holes) but I’m curious about your guys’ opinions! I’ve definitely read some fics that have had plot fluff that I’ve skipped because I just wanted the meat and I don’t want to bore you guys with that shit if I’m not writing it correctly enough😅

I also just love asks like this that make me think deeper about the story, because it definitely influences and inspires my writing lol thanks love🫶

[ladytauria]

omg yeah not sure i want to know more about the brujay first heat WIP (the snipped u posted a whole back was CRAZY or the dick tim hands on sex ed one

hehehe, why not both?

brujay first heat was smth that i meant to have ready by the end of kinktober and then… did not. it’s aob + underage, with alpha bruce & omega jason, & basically just bruce spoiling & lavishing jason with attention for his first heat <3

i don’t remember what i shared snippets of last time ahskdjkdj and picking one is so hard… ah i’m so excited to finish this one, lmao, there’s so many little moments i like

While Jason is much shier about his body than Bruce is, it's not the first time that Bruce has seen him.

It is the first time he's been allowed to look properly. To see the way his time at the Manor has softened his body. Bruce had known about the little paunch in his stomach, had seen glimpses of his ribs, the way the jut of them is no longer clearly visible under his skin.

And he'd seen hints, teasing little glimpses of Jason's breasts. They're cupped in a soft, cotton bra now; buttery yellow, trimmed with a bit of lace. 

It's cute, though with his heat like this, Bruce imagines that lace must be itching terribly. He slips his finger under it, and follows along where the cups meet Jason's skin. 

"Did you put this on for me, Jaylad?"

Jason makes an aborted movement to cover his chest before curling his fingers into the nest instead. "Yeah. Do—" He swallows, adam's apple bobbing with the movement. "Do you like it?"

His silly boy.

Bruce is deeply, inextricably fond, and he's sure it shows in his smile—his scent. "I do," he says. The urge to shower Jason in finery has always been strong. It will grow stronger after this, now that he knows his omega would wear it to please him. Reigning it in will be difficult. Jason's body is still changing, shifting; he'll have to keep that in mind for anything he buys. It would be a travesty for Jason to love something only to grow out of it.

Bruce could replace it easily, of course, but that would never erase the moment Jason tried to put it on and failed.

"I like it very much, Jaylad." Bruce bends his head, kissing the lace at the top of the cup, sitting at the swell of his breast.

More than anything, he likes that it's yellow.

It’s Jason’s favorite color. He could have picked any color in the world to wrap himself in—could have marked himself as Bruce’s by wearing black, could have challenged him with Nightwing blue. But instead, Jason had picked yellow. Indulging himself. The rumble in Bruce’s chest deepens. His boy has come so far.

and then for dicktim, i shared one snippet of them already—you can find that here—but, here’s another—

Tim is probably a bad person.

Here Dick is, vulnerable and needing Tim’s help… and Tim is taking and advantage.

A lie by omission is still a lie.

That said—Dick knew about his relationship with Steph. Beautiful, pregnant Steph, whose hormones often left her flushed and slick with desire. Tim would hardly have been a good alpha if he’d left her wanting, would he? If Dick assumes he’s a virgin, well—

That’s his own fault.

Maybe Tim should feel guilty for playing into it the way he is, but he can hardly help it when it makes Dick look at him like this. Like only the thinnest of threads is holding him back from leaping over to devour him.

His scent has gotten thicker. Headier. Tim’s head is cloudy with it. The world has shrunk down to the confines of Dick’s nest. Nothing outside of it matters.

Only Dick, thighs spreading to reveal a glistening pink pussy. His hand catches Tim’s wrist, guiding his fingers there. Tim bites his lip, watching Dick’s face as he strokes over puffy folds. He keeps his touch light. Tentative.

Dick shudders at the touch, the muscles in his thighs and abdomen bunching. He blinks, lashes fluttering. “Just like that,” he whispers.

“Yeah?” Tim strokes again, a little more boldly. He keeps his touch light—heat has clearly made Dick more sensitive.

[curious about my wips? send me an ask about one of the ones on this list!]

[raylangivins]

Thank you @coyotesuspect for tagging me to do a fic writer interview!!! I love shiteing on about writing :)

How many works do you have on ao3?

41 and like half of that is from the Beatles boom of the last couple years 🫣

What’s your total word count?

242,272

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

live through this and you won’t look back (check please, jackparse); if being afraid is a crime, we hang side by side (wolf 359, kepcobi); baby, it’s all relative (beatles, mclennon); i thought i knew you, what did i know (beatles, jane pov mclennon); slip of the tongue (beatles, mclennon)

Do you respond to comments? Why/why not?

Yes!! Although I’ve gotten bad about getting back to comments on old fic bc i always open it in a new tab to respond later and then I forgor. But I’ve turned on the ao3 inbox so i can get better about finding them again. I love receiving comments and I genuinely appreciate all of them. Be rude not to reply!

What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending?

Any ‘68-‘69 era beatles fic I’ve written tbh, but i think the worst of them is one and one and one is three where I forced poor Paul to endure a threesome with John and Yoko :)

What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending?

Oh god idk, one of the angst-less pwps probably. tune me up and turn me out I wrote with the express purpose of depicting John and Paul being horny and in love so maybe that one. Also I have a forever soft spot for wouldn’t it be nice? because the ending is so 🥰🥰🥰 ROMANCE!!!

Do you write crossovers?

Wrote one this year about Don Draper hooking up with Paul McCartney :) plus this oldie about Jean-Ralphio from parks and rec becoming the 11th doctor’s companion.

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

Only from troll accounts

Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Brother I write any kind. I’ll write kinks I don’t even like if the muse demands it.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

No but I’ve had someone finish a fic I abandoned years ago on ff.net and then they message me about it being like “can I finish this” and then I checked he fic and they’d already posted it and only asked permission bc someone asked them if they did lol.

Have you ever had a fic translated?

I think I did in the ff.net days but I can’t remember if anyone’s done it since

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No :( I’d love to. I have no idea if I’d be any use though, I have such a self-contained writing process.

What's your all-time favourite ship?

Raylan/Boyd or Pacey/Joey probably, neither of which I’ve written anything for lmao

What's a WIP that you want to finish but don't think you ever will?

There’s a jackparse fic that I’ve been trying to write since the summer of 2020, and tbh I’m still delusional enough to think I will get it done eventually even though I’ve written almost nothing for it. Never give up, never surrender!

What are your writing strengths?

This sounds dumb but I’m good at capturing vibes. I like to be concise so I try to pack a lot of emotion in the fewest words possible.

What are your writing weaknesses?

I don’t care for physical descriptions so I don’t do them as much as I probably should. I think this, again, goes with my desire to be concise lol

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

If it’s a word or line here and there fair enough but if you’re writing a whole exchange that I don’t understand, my eyes are just gonna glaze over it. Dawg, I cannot read that! And also I think there’s such nuance to the way people switch languages when they’re bilingual and a lot of not bilingual people writing bilingual characters do not understand that. It’s both more and less casual than the way most people depict it.

What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Gossip girl :)

What's a fandom/ship you haven't written for yet but want to?

Idk I don’t usually go into a fandom expecting to write for it, it’s more that I join and sometimes the desire strikes and a lot of the time it doesn’t. In terms of beatles which I am consistently writing for, I really want to write a Paul/George fic which I haven’t done yet. But I love a little childhood friendship moment <3

What's your favourite fic you've written?

I love all my children equally, but stuff from this year I’m particularly delighted with are a great threat just because the universe of Paul being the girl beatle was so delicious to play with and also toxic yuri >:), and The McCartney Issue cause it hit me while I was in the midst of struggling with sort of writer’s block and a bit of a confidence dive in terms of writing, and it came to me so fully formed so it was nice to know that spark was still there, and I had a lot of fun with it.

Tagging, if you’d like @javelinbk @crepesuzette2023 @jeanharlowseyebrows @wurmzirkus @planetaire ❤️

[unnamednarrator]

wip wednesday

bc why not! this one’s from a future chapter of i love you, i’m sorry lmao

pls share ur last sentence or, if you don’t have one, share a plot bunny or idea! (OR sketch for your artwork!)

There’s hardly a sliver of light that I can see peeking out from behind my blinds. An ungodly hour. Even more ungodly when you consider the fact that in the middle of the night, Taylor Swift and Phoebe Bridgers were repeatedly asking me ‘how could a person know everything at eighteen but nothing at twenty-two?’ Maybe it was a little on the nose, but doing literally anything besides listening to that song was putting me on the precipice of an emotional breakdown. So it was a compromise.

tagging: @thesunpersists @liberalk1tsch @skylightangels and anyone else who wants to do it!

[sagurus]

Sure! When you have time I would love it if you any interactions between Saguru and any of the Gosho girls. It doesn't have to be shipped or whatever, but it's just because I've read so many of his interactions with the Gosho boys and I feel like the girls are underrated in that sense. I love crack and I love Saguru and I adore your writing and edits :)

Hey anon from 2018, lmao. You're right, there really do need to be more interactions between Saguru and the girls. I have a WIP I started recently that I feel really shows Aoko's acuity. It's not crack, but instead a tense interaction between two friends.

Eventually this'll make its way to AO3, but for now, here it is:

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“So, Saguru-kun…”

Saguru finds himself bracing. Aoko has seemed to be in a strange mood the entire evening. He’d almost wondered if she was irritated with him at first, or maybe just more disappointed about Kuroba’s last-minute cancellation than she wanted to let on. But their plans had gone as expected otherwise; they studied, watched a show Aoko had been excited to show him over some reheated leftovers, all without incident. Now they’d settled in the living room, occupying themselves with their own activities.

But now, as casual as she was trying to seem, Saguru detected an underlying tension.

“Yes, Aoko-san?” He kept his eyes on his book.

“Did you know that Aoko’s dad thought Kaito was KID once?”

Saguru’s entire train of thought stuttered to a halt. Every thought vanished — and then his mind raced with questions. For what reason was she bringing this up? What kind of reaction was she expecting?

Her gaze was drilling into him, he could tell. She hadn’t turned away from her video game, but she had to be concentrating on him in her periphery. The sensation of it raised the hair on the back of his neck..

He turned the page, but wasn’t reading anymore.

“Did he? I’ve never heard anything about that,” Saguru said mildly. His heart rate was elevated. He focused on breathing normally.

“Yeah!” Aoko said, and she said it with a giggle. A feint. “He told me that and I thought it was so strange. Sure, he’s obnoxious, but he’s not stupid Kaitou KID.”

It was best to leave space in the conversation. He didn’t say anything, waiting for Aoko to continue.

“Anyway, Dad got a look at him at one heist, and he was sure he looked like Kaito. So to prove him wrong, I asked Kaito on a date!”

“A date?”

“Yep! I mean, thinking back that was pretty silly, but it got him to come. But isn’t that so weird? That he’d even think for a second that Kaito was KID?”

She sounded so cheery. The version of herself she put on in class when she was getting along with everybody. Masking away her acute intelligence and calculations. He used to think she wore her feelings on her sleeve - and to an extent she did. But these days he knew that there was plenty she kept under wraps. She and Kuroba were truly quite the pair.

“It does seem like a strange conclusion for the inspector to come to.” He tried to keep his voice neutral as he could. “How did the date go?”

Aoko stuck her tongue out, and for the moment turned her eyes back toward the screen, organizing her character’s inventory. “Oh, you know. Bakaito. He was his normal annoying self, but he showed up on time. We met up at Tropical Land and had a lot of fun! We saw a 3D movie and everything.” She paused, then added, “Actually, I even handcuffed us together. Which was probably overkill, honestly.”

Great minds think alike.

“And the heist?” Saguru asked.

“Oh, the heist still happened. And Kaito was with me the whole time.”

“Well, I imagine that remedied the inspector’s suspicions?”

“Yeah. Dad never said anything about it again.”

The conversation lulled into silence, but the tension in the room was palpable.

“It’s just weird. That’s the only time Dad has ever had a suspect. Honestly, I don’t get why he’d even entertain the idea.”

Saguru hmmed, hoping it sounded like agreement.

“I mean, Kaito is way too young to be KID. Everyone knows Kaitou KID has to be in at least his forties.”

“That does seem to be the most prominent theory,” Saguru said neutrally. It wasn’t the most satisfactory response, he knew. But he could toe this line, if he focused on the commonly-held beliefs and not his own hypotheses and opinions.

“I wonder who Kaitou KID actually is. Whoever it is, I really can’t stand him. I’d like to give him a piece of my mind for all the trouble he’s causing everybody.”

“That’s fair of you.” Saguru wouldn’t condemn KID himself. But he’s already made clear to her that he doesn’t share the same hostility. “What with KID’s talent, I wouldn’t be surprised if the public never comes to know his identity.” After a moment, he amended, “Not to imply the task force is lacking in talent or capability. Your father has prevented many thefts from coming to fruition.” Never mind the fact KID so far still hadn’t truly stolen anything regardless. “But no matter how successful plans are on this side, KID has still proven successful as an escape artist, if nothing else. We’ll just have to see if ever he’s caught, or we get a hint.”

“It would be nice, though,” Aoko said, and Saguru had a hard time reading her tone. “To know who it is.”

What was she trying to accomplish here? It felt like she was fishing. Like she wanted a specific response from him. She might want him to agree that it was a ridiculous idea, confirm that the suspicions were completely unfounded. But he couldn’t imagine lying to her outright. But on the other hand…

“Have you ever suspected anyone of being KID, Saguru-kun?”

Ah.

“Well,” he said.

He couldn’t bring himself to lie to her, but he certainly couldn’t tell the truth. Saguru wouldn’t betray Kuroba like that; Kuroba may not trust him, but Saguru wasn’t going to confirm Kuroba’s own impressions.

And it wouldn’t just be betraying Kuroba. It would be a betrayal of one of Aoko’s closest friends.

No winning. Catch-22.

He forced himself to turn the question over in his mind, as slowly as he could allow without seeming as if he took too long. It wasn’t like he’d obtained any real proof. Other than observable evidence that Kaito wasn’t KID. And the DNA proof he’d destroyed. Of course, Saguru knew, but technically he’d proved the opposite.

“You’ll laugh, but I actually suspected Kuroba once myself.”

Aoko paused her game. “You did?”

And now the tension amplified exponentially. Did she know? He’d suspected before that she might. With how perceptive she was, how could she not have at least considered it?

Even then, that didn’t mean he could confirm it. Kuroba was the only person who could do that.

Steady. “Yes, well. I did test the theory, and my suspicions were proven false.” Based on the happenings, anyway.

“How did you test it?”

Saguru crooked a slight smile now. Casual. Easy. Amused. “Much like you, I handcuffed myself to him just before the heist began.”

She still didn’t say anything.

“So, in both of our cases, the heist still went on. So that would appear to clear Kuroba’s name on two different accounts,” he said lightly.

“Yeah, I guess it does.”

She’d slipped a little, seemed more pensive than casually amused. She recovered quickly. “It’s so funny that both of you thought it was Kaito.”

The way she continued circling, the way she persisted… on some level, she must know.

Aoko asked, “What made you think it was him, anyway?”

At least the capacity of the labs was something he wasn’t at liberty to discuss. “Probably proximity bias,” Saguru said. It wasn’t entirely untrue. “KID has a tendency for elaborate magic tricks, and Kuroba is certainly the most talented magician I’d ever met.” And then, after a beat: “But there’s plenty of talented magicians out there.”

Aoko hmmed, and fell silent again. Saguru imagined her putting him under a microscope, considering everything he said. Everything he didn’t say.

She unpaused her game and resumed playing. “Yeah, Bakaito could never be KID,” she said.

But all Saguru could think was that there was no way she didn’t know how false that was.

[frankenstein-ate-my-left-shoe]

WIP Word Game

Rules: you will be given a word. share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that start with each letter of that word.

i was tagged by both @sidekick-hero, @runninriot, AND @matchingbatbites who tagged me while i was drafting up this post!

they gave me the words UNICORN, WHOLE, and BURN respectively.

here we go, friends! the first is from a thing i'm writing about if the Munsons were the ones to find El in S1, the second are all from a few different wips i have, tagged along each letter, and the last is all from a last holiday au/rewrite i'm slowly working through <3

putting everything below the cut bc this is gonna be a long one!

U

“Uhm, Wayne.. She’s got-–” Eddie starts to say something in a hushed tone, but is cut off by the sound of the toilet flushing behind him through the wall. Soon after, Eleven returns to the kitchen.

N

No one says anything for a handful of breaths.

I

“I am Eleven, not Ellie.”

C

“C’mon in kiddo, we’ll find somethin’ for you to wear.” Wayne says, offering her his hand as he pushes the door open.

O

On the way though, he heard the call come through the old CB radio he’d mounted on the dash from his time in a rig. Joyce Byers’ youngest son has gone missing.

R

“Rise n’ shine!” He says with a knock to the door, “Y’wake, Ellie?”

N

“No.. not how old you are, what’s your name?”

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W - from part 3 of my steddie witch!au

“What is your name, young man?”

H - from the next part of my ghost!eddie fic

He picks up the abandoned remote, starting the movie over from the beginning, “It’s a good one, muppets, music, David Bowie in tight pants…it has it all.”

O - from a little blurb i started writing based off something my husband did the other day 🤣

“Okay. Good.” Eddie’s still smiling, “Now get off me, you’re way too warm.”

L - from a werewolf!steve thing i've been working on based on the tags from this post

“Look at you, big boy, y’came to see me after all—”

E - from something i'm writing based off this tiktok of all things lmao

Eddie nudges him with his shoulder, “How could you miss me? You barely knew me.”

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B

…But where’s he gonna go? The first fuckin’ thing on the list and he can’t even figure that out himself.

U

“Ugh, really with the sending me to the floor thing?” He says, unable to stop smiling.

R

Robin would help him get the scoop on the new arrival, he was sure.

N

No more putting it off, no more waiting for someone to be around to go with him (a common argument with himself whenever he thought about taking a trip), you don’t have time to be a coward any longer. Go.

also if you want to know more about any of these wips, please ask! i'd love to send a sentence or two out over this weekend! 😊

I'm going to tag @ anyone who sees this and wants to do it too!! your word is UNTIL

[sleepy-steve]

Steddie sw au. I needs it. For the WIP title game.

🤩🤩🤩🤩

from the wip title game!!

ohoho my little secret project!! my steddie sex worker au!!

i've had this one on the backburner for A While. basically since before i even started posting fic this year. i'm so passionate about this idea but i really want to be able to do it justice so i'm letting it cook.

while i don't have anything solidly written, i have close to 4k in notes. everything from conflicts to soundtracks to various looks the boys will have bc this one is gonna span years of their lives.

basically it's a 90s AU about stripper steve and metal singer eddie who meet right before eddie's band takes off and becomes famous. they have an instant connection but steve is wary of falling for a customer and eddie is travelling a fair bit with the band. they keep meeting on and off between eddie's tours and continue to fall for each other but due to a variety of reasons they can't be together.

unfortunately i don't have a proper snippet for this one, but i do have some silly notes and a very very drafted scene from chapter 1!

eddie comes into the club after his band’s first big show in chicago

eddie is shouting a night for the band and small crew using a healthy chunk of the money they earned from their gig bc holy shit they actually made good money from it and had a sold out venue even! 

eddie is gay but still enjoys going to a strip club, he enjoys the stage shows and finds that strippers always have the most interesting stories to tell, plus he loves to shout for his friends to get dances 

the last thing he expects is a male dancer to grace the stage in a pale yellow lingerie set and platform heels with tanned muscly legs for days, swoopy soft hair, and the cheekiest smile he’s ever seen

it takes literally every ounce of his restraint to not hand over the entire amount the band made that night to that man the second he flashes a smile at eddie, but he does throw a decent stack of cash onto the stage

steve comes around after his stage set to thank eddie for tipping and to hustle his way into some more cash (part of the job babey!!) but actually finds this sweet little punk with big doe eyes, a huge smile, and a slutty little waist to be really super charming and actually fun to talk to

it’s to a point where he’s almost sad that the club is closing, but he won’t complain about the stack of cash he made that night (now he and robin won’t worry about making rent that month at least)

MAYBE the first night eddie is a bit drunk and accidentally asks steve to go out with him, or even worse, to marry him. lmao.

“i’m drunk” the voice croons. the beat kicks in. the spot lights flash on. the dancer’s head flicks back, hair jumping softly, long neck exposed, and holy shit?? that’s a Man. “but right now i’m so in love with you” the song continues. the dancer brings a hand to his face, slowly dragging it down his jaw, his neck, his chest, across a soft yellow lace bra. his body is rolling effortlessly with the sound of the music. the rolls start at his chest, travelling down his toned stomach, down his hips, all the way down to his clear platform heel. “and i don’t wanna think too much about what we should or, shouldn’t do” he takes his extended leg, dragging it underneath his bent leg, turning his body around, pole dragging across the back of his shoulder lazily until he’s facing the pole, back arched, ass sticking out, endlessly long legs stretched. his hips swivel back and forth in turn, and he brings a hand slowly up the pole, wry smile on his face. eddie is fully losing his mind and it’s like 15 sec into the song.

[kiwiana-writes]

Fic Writing Review 2023

Tagged by my fellow stats nerd @stereopticons - thanks pal!

Rules: Feel free to show whatever stats you have. Only want to show Ao3 stats? Rock on. Want to include some quantitative info instead of stats? Please do this. Want to change how yours is presented? Absolutely do that. Would rather eat glass than do this? Please don’t eat glass but don’t feel like you have to do this either.

Words and Fics (fics written in 2023 only)

143,107 words published to ao3. At least 3,900 more guaranteed by the advent fic so... I think I should make a concentrated effort to break 150k, right? 👀

No good way of tracking unpublished words in WIPs written this year. My goal for 2024 is to set up my spreadsheet to track words written as well as published so watch this space.

3 published fandoms: Red White & Royal Blue (book), Schitt's Creek, The Last Of Us (TV show). Technically 1 unpublished fandom in Red White & Royal Blue (film) 😅

Most recent drop: Apart from the daily advent fic drops lilnked above, a PWP interlude in the hockey boyfriend Henry 'verse

Longest (published) fic: By a country fuckin' mile, With so much of my heart (that none is left to protest), aka the Much Ado actor AU, at 65,586 words.

Longest (published) oneshot: Kinda think that I might be his type (Alex and Bea fake date) at 12,864 words

Top Fics by Kudos (fics written in 2023 only)

With so much of my heart (that none is left to protest) [RWRB, Alex/Henry, rated E, 65,586 words]

Kinda think that I might be his type [RWRB, Alex & Bea + Alex/Henry, rated E, 12,864 words]

We were supposed to find this [RWRB, Alex/Henry, rated M, 3,384 words]

Puck It [RWRB, Alex/Henry, rated E, 9,739 words]

Feel your hands in my hair and you whisper my name [RWRB, Alex/Henry, rated E, 2,508 words]

Miscellaneous Data From My Unhinged Spreadsheet about 2023 fics

To no one's surprise, highest percentage of private bookmarks goes to Bukkake Breaky Heart.

Out of 24 fics published in 2023, 14 were explicit, 2 were mature, 7 were teen and up, and 1 was general audiences

3 fics didn't have a title sourced from anywhere. 3 were sourced from literature/poetry, 3 were puns, and the remaining 15 were song lyrics, with 3 each from Taylor Swift and Matt Nathanson.

My highest kudos/hits ratio was on Empty your heart of its mortal dream, aka the Fae Prince Henry fic.

My fandom fic events in 2023

Nilch nada zip in terms of, like, fests. I wanted to do Threesgiving but the words wouldn't come, so a sort-of-threesome-sort-of-foursome will probably appear on some random day in fucking February or something lmao. However while they weren't fandom-specific events, I did do:

Kinktober 2023

Advent 2023

Upcoming Events and Projects for 2024

I have a lot -- a lot a lot a LOT -- of WIPs that will be completed in 2024, so please don't think of this as an exhaustive list, but they are the ones I'm most excited for:

A Practical Arrangement - @clottedcreamfudge has Devised A Punishment if I don't get chapter two out for y'all by Christmas because my usual methods of pushing past my brain bullshit weren't working, so technically this is a 2023 project 🤣 @ships-to-sail and @celeritas2997 have the carrot and CCF has the stick.

Anastasia AU!!! I LOVE this fic and I think it's in the 'meaty one-shot' range buuuuuut we'll see. It might get a little out of control.

Angstapalooza RWRB edition - this is gonna be another long fic, 10-11 chapters, 50k words ish, and I cannot WAIT to make y'all cry sink my teeth into it. My Schitt's Creeks babes know what happens when I deem something 'angstapalooza' lmao.

Hockey Boyfriend Henry part 3, aka the whole reason I started writing the fucking series in the first place lmao

Leverage AU, which I haven't shared anything of yet because it's a post-angstapalooza longfic but I am VERY HYPE FOR.

Rafael Is Surrounded By Disaster Queers, aka the Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead-style Rafael POV... 5+1? Vignettes? set in the Much Ado actor AU verse. Which at this point is just a gift for @inexplicablymine and @cricketnationrise and I wouldn't have it any other way.

STFAU 👀

*infomercial voice* And much, much more!

BUT, 2024 is also for taking original writing seriously. Maybe flash/microfiction on patreon, definitely diving into an original novel. I've thrown in the towel with my contracting agency in the new year and everything. Ack.

Tagging anyone I've tagged above and also @anincompletelist @cha-melodius @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @indestructibleheart @myheartalivewrites and anyone who wants to play because I love data.

[hikaruchen]

WIP Wednesday!

As before, thank you @lord-aldhelm for tagging me! Sending kisses x

Just started writing an one-shot fic for my blorbos, hope I manage to finish this one lol. Here’s one part of it:

It became more frequently that he found himself sitting beside the firewoods with extinguished embers atop, lost into the abyss of his own irksome thoughts in the middle of the night. Darkness spread wide across the land, it was only then that he noticed how quiet the nature could be when none of the living things were disturbing its peace, and how loudly his mind could function during those lonesome nights. Thoughts jumping all around yet could not be woven into a conclusion, as grasping something meaningful out of them was already hard enough. Even brains of men like Alfred couldn’t last a long day’s hard working, it seemed. He would sit there for hours, exhausted, staring beyond the horizon like a strayer in the dark, waiting the lights would come to find him. And Uhtred always found him under the guide of moonlight. At first none of them spoke anything. No one asked about the reason why the other was awake, nor did they question what made them sit next to each other insomnolent while all creatures on earth should be asleep. Silence occupied them and these lands, the only thing he could hear was Uhtred’s breath. Calm and steady, like the rhymes in those poems he adored to recite when alone in his library. And it felt distasteful to admit, of course, but in between the breathes lay…safety. Safety that he hadn’t felt for long, so long, that it even allowed drowsiness to gnaw his conscious bit by bit and eventually led him to drift into sleep. O, how much you rely on this pagan, Alfred. Not only in the waking hours but the sleepless nights?

I basically just described my insomnia lol, except good for alf for having an Uhtred.

& Sleep normally, people! Don’t stay up til 5 and find yourself losing sleep right after it. That is the worst.

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✨Pics ✨

Again working on commissions :)

And some smutty smutty things going on for our favorite medieval gays that made me have to change the content label for this post. (Edit: I changed my mind. I will post normally for now but if it got banned, then you know the label will be changing into the adult only one lol) I will not elaborate.

⚠️NSFW below

(No, that’s not german national flag in the background. It looks weird and that will be changed I promise lmao)