#But good news is for once I have multiple good friends this summer and I’ve become better and making friends!

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Happy rando Friday!

Sorry for being a little late, it’s the last day of school for me and I was rlly busy all night

Lovely Day by Bill Withers! <3

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ateez fic recs!

🧸 lilo’s notes! here is a collection of works that i loved and thought everyone should read! works marked with a bear emoji are some of my favs. i’ll be updating the list, of course. this list contains both sfw and nsfw content, minors please interact accordingly.

hongjoong

he’s kinda hot — @ohmyamor

“After a decent run with your boyfriend, you finally decide to end it when his paranoia becomes too much. Except, maybe he wasn���t crazy. And now you have demon who refuses to leave you alone.”

demon!hongjoong, fem!reader, fluff, slight angst, please see content warning before reading, suggestive

lilo’s notes! i absolutely love demon!atz aus and i can testify that this is definitely one of my favs. everything about this was absolutely fantastic and i may or may not revisit it every few weeks

you’re hongjoong’s bias — @jnginlov

“when you and your group go on idol radio to promote your latest comeback, you don’t anticipate one of the hosts to be completely enraptured by you”

idol au, fluff, gn!reader

lilo’s notes! listen… idol aus are usually not my cup of tea (though several fics on here prove that wrong), but this is absolutely one of the cutest things i’ve read.

seonghwa

new horizons — @fivestar-outlaw

“Attempting an all-nighter while playing Animal Crossing alongside your bias, you didn't expect your turnip prices to be such a high amount... nor did you expect Park Seonghwa to actually accept your offer to sell his turnips on your island.”

completed series, FLUFF, idol!hwa x nonidol!fem!reader, nsfw

lilo’s notes! EEEEEEE THIS FIC IS SO CUTEEEEEE

🧸 honest (but happy) accident — @ad0rechuu

uni student!hwa, gn!reader, fluff, slice of life

lilo’s notes! y’all are gonna get so sick of me cuz you’re gonna see multiple of zero’s fics on here. jokes aside, this is genuinely so fucking cute i was rolling around and giggling while reading it.

🧸 12:25 time of love — @jaehunnyy

kindergarten teacher!hwa, mom!reader, meet cute, fluff

lilo’s notes! imagining seonghwa in a job like that genuinely makes me so soft. whenever i’m in that Emotional mood i like to read this.

🧸 impressionism — @hwaightme

“a post-graduate student specialising in impressionism, you were a regular visitor to the many art galleries in the city. who knew that among the paintings you would encounter your favourite, timeless work of art?”

vampire!gallerist!hwa x art historian!gn!reader, fluff, soulmates

lilo’s notes! as an art history nerd, this fic is so beautiful especially when combined with a vampire au like AHHHH some of my fav things in one fic

yunho

early hours — @honeyhotteoks

“you run into him in the hallway of the hotel, it's late and you're exhausted from the concert, but he thinks you should grab a drink and you can't help but agree”

idol!yunho x nonidol!fem!reader, one night stand, nsfw, some fluff

lilo’s notes! HDJSJDJSJKF the way this had me glued to my phone and giggling should be studied.

🧸 principia and opticks — @bro-atz

“you're struggling with a specific class that's required for your major; but, luckily, your professor, professor jeong, has no problem helping you out outside of class” // “you and professor jeong yunho decided to continue your relationship secretly, only to almost get caught one day”

professor!yunho x student!reader (legal), nsfw, fluff

lilo’s notes! don’t judge me but i think professor x student (COLLEGE. LEGAL.) is such a good trope it’s always gonna have me running laps around my room.

bottle service — @bro-atz

“all yunho wants to do is fuck the bottle girl's brains out.”

big dick!yunho x small!afab!reader, nsfw

lilo’s notes! i have nothing to say for myself other than size kinks are hot. even more so when it’s related to yunho

christmas dinner — @a1sh1teruu

“it didn't just end with one dinner.”

ceo!yunho x secretary!fem!reader, fluff

lilo’s recs! THIS WAS WRITTEN FOR ME AGHHHHHHHH i love it so much i think about it at least once a week

🧸 summer nights — @honeyhotteoks

“he's your best friend and roommate, but during the heat of summer and the confinement of quarantine, you just can't seem to help yourselves.”

roommate!yunho, nsfw, fluff

lilo’s notes! i reread this yesterday and realised there’s a sequel. TRUST i will be devouring that as soon as i can

track 3: cyber sex — @highvern

whipped loser!yunho x camgirl!reader, nsfw

lilo’s notes! STOPPIJDIDJ yunho was so cute and shy in this i wanted to scream into a pillow

yeosang

🧸 lessons in intimacy — @honeyhotteoks

“you didn’t mean to actually meet the man who’s audio porn was single handedly getting you off every night, but you do”

camboy!yeo, nsfw, fluff

lilo’s notes! absolute perfection this was so sjsjjcjsjd i could feel myself slowly losing my mind

evolve — @nebulousbrainsoup

“more often than not, a life lived in Night City is carefully crafted, slotted firmly between preapproved lines—or it is if you value keeping it. whispers of freedom float just beyond the city's neon lights, and it's only through a chance encounter with the most unlikely of characters that you finally start to hear them.”

biker!yeosang x fem!reader, fluff, nsfw, some angst

lilo’s notes! despite it being 12k words i gobbled it up in a single sitting which is crazy tbh, it didn’t feel that long at all and i was so invested

san

🧸 prelude in e minor — @bro-atz

“your brain tells you to focus on your education, but your heart tells you to focus on professor choi”

professor!san, CELLIST!san, nsfw, angst

lilo’s notes! back at it with the professor aus yupppp y’all know me so well. i felt so many emotions while reading this i thought i was gonna go insane.

mingi

🧸 slowly, i’m going down — @yutasbellybuttonpiercing

“mingi hates studying, but what he hates way more than that is being perceived as stupid. what mingi loves on the other hand, are pretty people getting flustered about his voice or mingi shows you exactly what he hates and loves.”

college au, tutor!reader, nsfw

lilo’s notes! not only was this written so well, but it was so fucking entertaining. mingi is just so silly in this i love it.

angel eyes — @binniesbang

“Yunho teases Mingi when he trips over his words infront of a girl, he needs a little loving to make it better:((“

coffee shop au, fluff, comfort

lilo’s notes! AHHHHHHHH sobbing crying screaming this was so cute and soft i love this mingi

🧸 untitled — @teasteeper

“kissing practice with your best friend mingi”

best friend!mingj x fem!reader, nsfw

lilo’s notes! GRRRSGHDJDJD OH MY GOD mingi you ain’t slick at all- anyways, my turn when?

wooyoung

ribbon — @wooyoungmybelovedhusband

“You just love Wooyoung's dick, and maybe you wanted to make it look pretty like it truly is.”

daddy!wooyoung, nsfw

lilo’s notes! they be fucking but somehow it’s so??? cute?? really enjoyed this one 10/10

spiderman! — @cherrysoojins

“being spider-man comes with a lot advantages, but those advantages can have their disadvantages. like jung wooyoung not being able to show up to study groups to be able to see the girl he’s crushing on big-time.”

spiderman!wooyoung, smau + written, fluff, angst, crack. ongoing(?) series, last updated: july 7th, 2023

lilo’s notes! this was actually such a cute and fun fic and i really wished there were more chapters :c

backstage rockin’ — @a1sh1teruu

“after a late night of practice with the band, and with you lounging in the background. when his friends finally left, he couldn’t keep his hands to himself any longer.”

bandmate!wooyoung, nsfw

lilo’s notes! i think this was THE fic that awakened my love for bassists, that’s how good it was. zerda’s writing always has me giggling

jung wooyoung’s superpower — @ad0rechuu

best friend!wooyoung, fluff fluff fluff

lilo’s notes! ik i’ve probably said this a lot but this is ACTUALLY one of the cutest fics i’ve ever read i adore it so much

🧸 i’m just bein’ curious — @teeskz

“in which your friend wooyoung invites you over for a movie night”

pervy best friend!woooyung, nsfw

lilo’s notes! it’s short but if i said this didnt awaken something in me, i’d be lying. i reread it this morning and that’s what made me start this rec list

jongho

🧸 adorable — @i-luvsang

frenemy!jongho, gn!reader one bed trope, fluff, comedy

lilo’s notes! AHHHHH I LOVE RIA’S WRITING SO SO SO MUCH fluff by ria is genuinely so djdjdjsjd it’s got me giggling

untitled — @nateezfics

nsfw, fluff

lilo’s notes! i’m sorry but idc if they’re going at it, it’s so cute and soft?? they’re just so silly

multi

🧸 milky way — @ad0rechuu

“It’s not everyday that your friends childhood friend turns out to be the girl that you literally have a fan account for, but for Seonghwa, San and Mingi it’s become a reality. being able to get close to your bias is great! even if she does have a raging crush on someone else…”

fanboys!hwasangi x idol!reader, smau + written, fluff, angst, suggestive, slow burn. completed series, 60 chapters + 3 different endings

lilo’s notes! i will never not be grateful that this series exists. it’s funny, cute, and angsty and i absolutely love it with my whole heart. i think it’s one of the first fics i read on tumblr, so it’s really special to me + i think this was part of the reason i got close to my lovely zero

🧸 blurred lines and lies — @yuyusuyu

the synopsis is really long

best friend!yeosang x fem!reader x best friend!jongho, love triangle, romance, slice of life, angst. completed series, 10 chapters + 2 different endings

lilo’s notes! words cannot describe how i felt reading this but i think it’s comparable to going through every stage of grief possible plus more. genuinely, one of the best fics i’ve ever read

strawberry mocha — @pirateprincessblog

“your favorite café has a new barista, and he seems oddly familiar, especially when you see his hands move when he prepares your favourite beverage”

barista!camboy!wooyoung x fem!reader, ft yunho, nsfw, angst

lilo’s notes! my thought process while reading was a cycle of “oh my god” and “what the fuck” in the BEST way possible. the writing is so good i wanted to reach through the screen a smack some characters, and hug some others

clair de lune — @atzfilm

“you’ve finally gotten the chance to enter “clair de lune”, a infamous night club to see the band hiraeth. but why did you feel like their eyes only watched you?”

yandere!ot8 x fem!reader, angst, fluff, nsfw. completed series, 8 chapters.

lilo’s notes! so iconic. if you haven’t read this, you better and that’s a threat.

murphy’s law — @atzfilm

“according to murphy’s law, everything that can go wrong will go wrong. Black holes circle each other until they collide and merge, a cataclysm so fierce, sends ripples soaring through the fabric, crossing thousands of kilometers within a fraction of a second, leaving behind a wave on the space-time continuum. That’s the simplest way you can describe meeting him. And yet, even that is an understatement.”

alien!ot8, multi x fem!reader (not ot8), soulmate au, fluff, angst, nsfw, check other warnings. completed series, 5 chapters.

lilo’s notes! another iconic fic by an iconic writer, we love to see it

mists of celeste — @hongism

“Sneaking aboard the ship of a renowned space pirate may not have been the best idea, but you’ll have to make do with what fate has handed to you.”

space pirate!ateez, multiple pairings, angst, fluff, nsfw, check other warnings. ongoing series, 49 chapters + additional content

lilo’s notes! i’m pretty sure everyone on tumblr who reads atz fics has seen this one at some point and it definitely deserves its hype. this is probably one of the best, well thought-out fics i’ve ever read and i believe it can definitely be considered better than many published books

🧸 hotel california and paradise gardens — @mint-yooxgi

“You can check out any time you’d like, but you can never leave.” // “Eternity means nothing if I don’t have you.”

yandere!demon!ot8 x fem!reader, horror, fluff, angst, nsfw, check other warnings. complete fic, 42 chapters combined

lilo’s notes! yeah i reread this every few months and i’m not ashamed to admit i’m obsessed with it.

outlaw miniseries — @hongism

individual parts for each member/unit, nsfw with a side of fluff and angst. ongoing series, 4/6 chapters

lilo’s notes! hi no i won’t shut up about hongism i think ive read everything she’s published and if i didn’t want to make this list diverse i would’ve just put a link to her masterlist and called it a day. seriously, highly recommended. my fav on this is the 2ho one.

from storm to sunrise — @ad0rechuu

“you and your boyfriend yunho wake up to find your other boyfriend mingi no where to be found”

fem!reader x bfs!yuyu and mingi, fluff, mild angst

lilo’s notes! zero try not to write something i’ll fall in love challenge, go! oh no you already failed because everything by user ad0rechuu is a masterpiece

🧸 hooked — @songmingisthighs

“A freshman hookup rekindled into something new. With an incentive, of course. But what would happen if your ‘relationship’ led you somewhere you never thought would happen to you?”

ot8 x fem!reader, smau + written, college au, fluff, crack, nsfw. completed series, 91 chapters

lilo’s notes! this is also one of the first fics i read on tumblr!! it’s definitely one of my all-time favs and it’s just such a fun read

🧸 unconventional first encounters with ateez — @bluehwale

ot8 headcanon, fluff, humour

lilo’s notes! i also reread this occasionally, the humour tag really is accurate

hongwooho — @yourfatherlucifer

idols!hongjoong, wooyoung, jongho x fem!reader, nsfw

lilo’s notes! the first time i read this (and all the times after that) i was giggling and rolling around on my bed. this kind if scenario is something i’d LOVE LOVE LOVE to see more of

sway with me — @luvt0kki

“former noble turned space pirate, wooyoung was now part of one of the most revered and hunted group of pirates of the galaxy. sure he’s only known them for six months but there’s only so much you could do in a ship when you travel from one planet to the next. the ship was their home, his home… and the members of this crew were friends that he felt he was fated to meet. // but he hasn’t met one person of the crew… and he didn’t know that.”

ot8 x fem!reader, space pirate au, nsfw, fluff. ongoing series, 5/?? chapters + 1 interlude

lilo’s notes! i gobbled the posted chapters up in a single sitting and it was honestly sososo good 10/10 recommend. i can definitely see this being added to my favs as soon as it’s done!

🧸 ¡arriba! — @teeskz

“being a bookworm, you’re used to your regular schedule of simply studying, eating, oh, and the occasional sleeping. it isn’t until one night, you find yourself at the wrong place at the wrong time, and soon get swept up in one of the craziest games you’ve ever heard. in hindsight, maybe you should’ve declined. but it was only supposed to last for one night. one, dirty night.”

hongjoong, yunho, san, mingi, wooyoung x fem!reader, college au, nsfw, part of a series (“T!TS UP”)

lilo’s notes! NO YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND I WAS GAGGEDDDDDD the way i had to pause multiple times to cool off while reading this it was so hot and something i didn’t know i needed in my life until i found it

[moonseonghwa]

Rewind - Choi San

You and San had always been close, and when you joined him to his usual friday night parties, your view of your best friend seemed to have changed more than you’d like.

word count: 3k

warnings: bestfriend!san, unprotected sex (boooo), hickeys, choking (slightly), creampie

a/n: i’ve been sooooo busy but i’ll update cruel summer in a few days! also not proofread so excuse my mistakes

ateez masterlist

Your detectable boredom hung in the air around you, cutting through the intense smell of liquors and marijuana. Three things you wish were easier to ignore. You were standing in the corner, with a red-colored cup in your left hand as you debated on just leaving right now. Your friend was here, somewhere in the huge house, and you were waiting for him to finish whatever he was doing just so you could finally go home. 

Honestly, you were never one to enjoy parties, always declining politely and saying you had other things to do. You didn’t mind telling your best friend ‘no’ over and over again whenever he begged you to come with him. Which explains the surprised face this morning when you told him you’d join today. 

You were here because you heard Mingi would come. A person you’ve been eyeing for a long time, but never had the confidence to talk to. These sorts of parties make those kinds of things much easier. The conversation will flow, and alcohol courage will keep it going. You thought you would see him tonight, but he never showed up, which explains your wish to leave. And to be very honest you wouldn’t stay here any longer even if he did show up. 

You finally noticed San, your best friend, on the dance floor, his hands wrapped around a random girl’s waist as she was saying something in his ear. He was laughing, making you roll your eyes. It wasn’t anything new to you. He has taken multiple girls to your shared apartment, resulting you in sleeping with earphones every time he did because of the clear moans resonating through the thin walls. 

He was for sure making them feel good though, and sometimes, you would think about wanting to be in their place for once, before shrugging away that thought immediately. He was your best friend, and roommate, so there were boundaries that shouldn’t be crossed.

You watched him for another moment before deciding to leave, not wanting to go back home with him and the plus-one whose voice would be heard the rest of the night. 

San, on the contrary, was constantly thinking about you. He knew about your little crush and figured you were somewhere too lost in Mingi’s kisses to come and talk to him. He was excited to hear you were coming to the party, finally joining him in what felt like ages, but when he heard Mingi was coming, he got the message and left you alone for the night. 

However, when he noticed your dress in the corner of his eyes, he followed your form to the entrance, immediately breaking away from the girl as he followed you. He pushed the bodies in front of him out of the way, trying to keep up with you and your fast tempo. 

‘’Where are you going?’’ He yelled after you when he caught up to you outside, making you turn around, surprised to see him jogging towards you. 

‘’I thought you were leaving with that girl, so I was heading back already’’ You said, planting your hands in the pockets of the leather jacket you borrowed from San, the jacket he thinks is way too big on you. He just can’t deny how good it looks on you, his clothes, claiming you as his in some way. 

‘’I wouldn’t leave with someone else when I took you to this party, I thought you were with Mingi’’ He said, starting to walk towards the direction of your shared apartment, making speed up to walk with him. 

‘’Didn’t show up’’ 

‘’You’re too good for him anyway’’ He muttered, clear enough for you to hear as you let out a chuckle. 

‘’You seemed to be enjoying yourself out there’’ You said, changing the subject so he wouldn’t make your heart flutter like that again. 

Because he looked absolutely gorgeous right now, the light sweater accentuating his toned shoulders while his hair fell loosely on his forehead, a smirk plastered on his face at your comment. The dimly lit streetlights illuminating his face. His steps matched yours, while he subconsciously made them smaller so he would be at the same pace as you. 

‘’She wasn’t interesting’’ He simply said, running a hand through his hair as he looked at the road in front of him. The sound of your steps on the concrete could be heard on the quiet road, and you couldn’t help but feel a little proud of yourself that you were the one San was taking home at the end of the day. 

You just hummed, closing your jacket a bit more at the night breeze, before he threw his arm around you, his body warmth warming you up more. Your heart tightened, a reaction you didn’t see coming at the small move he has done multiple times before. 

You continued the comfortable silent walk until you were in front of your door, entering the code as you felt San’s body dangerously close to yours, his hand ghosting your side. When you got inside, you immediately made a beeline for the couch, dropping your exhausted body on it as San chuckled at you. 

‘’Let’s go to sleep’’ He grabbed your arm, lifting you from the couch easily as your body crashed against his, his hand on your waist supporting you before guiding you towards his room. You kept walking to your own room though, but the hand on your wrist stopped you. ‘’Stay with me’’ He said, making your eyes widen. 

‘’Why?’’ 

‘’You sleep in my bed most of the time, why not today?’’

Because I want to kiss you so bad, it’s killing me.

‘’Because I just want to watch my drama a bit more’’ You lied through your teeth, not daring to tell him the actual reason. Because you don’t trust yourself right now with the drinks you’ve had tonight. 

‘’Just stay with me tonight’’ He almost begged, making your insides twist at the thought of sharing a bed with him right now. 

You don’t know what switched inside you tonight, but you were constantly thinking about San, a problem you usually never have. You thought it could be the way none of the men inside the frat house interested you, thinking about how much better San would be at something, or how San wouldn’t make you uncomfortable when he touches your sides when the other guys did. 

The interior of his room reflected his personality. Black and white themed, not too much but still detailed with the paintings he hung on his wall. He was neat, neater than any boy of your age that you’ve seen the rooms of. 

Before you knew it, you were in his bed, wearing his t-shirt as he stayed a fair distance away from you, but not far enough to keep the countless thoughts about him out of your mind, and if it wasn’t for your tiredness, you wouldn’t have been able to fall asleep this quickly. 

That tiredness slipped away when you woke up a few moments later. San’s hand was wrapped around your waist, splayed out on your bare stomach while his crotch pressed against your ass. His mouth was so close to your ear that you could feel his pillowy lips against the side of your neck. You had to bite back a whimper when he pulled you closer, the friction making you realize just how turned on you were by the feeling of his hands on you. 

It was bad, you knew it, so you tried to fall back asleep. You shifted, trying to get out of his tight grip as he only pulled you closer, a groan leaving his mouth which went straight to your core. It took a couple more minutes of shifting before you felt yourself growing more and more frustrated. 

‘’Sannie’’ You whispered, looking back to see his eyes flutter open.

‘’What’s wrong?’’ His raspy voice spoke, lips so close to yours, you could feel his breathing against them. 

‘’You’re too close’’ You said, voice weak and shaky. 

‘’Hmm? You don’t want me close?’’ He teased, his hand rubbing your stomach softly. 

‘’I do, but it’s dangerous’’ 

‘’And what if that’s exactly what I’m looking for’’ He said, moving his body which resulted in him  hovering over you as he moved your hair out of your face. You didn’t dare to say anything, afraid of what might come out of your mouth. ‘’Tell me,’’ His head moved to your neck, placing his lips against your collarbone, ‘’You really want me to stop?’’ he placed another kiss, making your breath hitch as you struggled to keep yourself from moaning. 

‘’Cat’s got your tongue?’’ He chuckled, a side of San you’ve never experienced showing. His own cat-like eyes look at you with that gaze you recognize. As if he’s telling you he’s got you right where he wants you to be. 

‘’I’m going to get some water’’ You said, shoving yourself out of his grip before stumbling towards the door. You didn’t know why you wanted to get away, but you were so scared of finally showing yourself to San. The confidence you always had slipping away when he was so close to kissing you. You filled your glass with cold water before gulping it all away in one go. Your hands leaned against the counter, contemplating what you were going to do now. 

The door of San’s room opened, revealing him as he walked towards you with his sweatpants hanging low on his hips, exposing his extremely well-toned torso clad in his workout compression shirt. There was a smirk on his face as he approached you. He grabbed your glass before filling it up with water himself and taking a small sip. 

‘’You good?’’ He asked, trying not to smile at your flushed red face. You were trying to play it cool, looking at him with those eyes of yours, but he noticed your foot tapping on the ground, indicating how nervous you seemed to be. 

‘’Fine’’ You hated how weak your voice sounded. 

He laughed, placing the glass on the counter. ‘’Why are you nervous?’’ His voice was still raspy. He moved a bit closer, feeling his body heat against your skin as he leaned towards your ear, ‘’Do I make you nervous?’’ He asked. 

‘’You do’’ You said before doing something you will probably regret tomorrow, but those worries were for tomorrow only. 

You crashed your lips on his, catching him off guard as he smiled in the kiss. His hands pulled your hips closer to his, making you groan as he sucked on your lower lip before entering his tongue in your mouth. You felt every part of your body on fire, something you haven’t felt in such a long time. 

Your hands were tangled in his hair, pulling it back, eliciting a deep grunt from him. His hands went to the back of your thighs, lifting you up to sit on the counter as he went between them, kissing you like there was no tomorrow. Your hands wrapped around the back of his neck, so lost in the feeling of his lips on yours. He was slow with you, fingers rubbing your thigh and leaving the skin burning with pleasure.

He took you in his arms, walking you to his room again as he dropped you back on the bed, your legs wrapping around his waist. He sat back, pulling off his shirt as you did the same with yours, revealing a dark purple lace bralette. His favorite color. 

‘’Did you wear this one for me, hm?’’ He teased, placing his lips underneath your ear, making you sigh in pleasure as you nodded, not daring to tell him you were thinking about him when you bought it.

He kissed you again, his hand around your waist making you arch your back against his torso, feeling his way bigger body against you as it caged you between him and the soft mattress.

He had imagined this before, whenever he brought a girl over, he would think about the sounds you would make if you were in her position and the way your soft skin would feel against his.

‘’You’re so hot, can’t believe we didn’t do this earlier’’ He muttered, breaking away from the kiss as he kissed the top of your breasts while fumbling with the edge of your panties, your breath coming out staggered by his movements. ‘’Always imagined it’s you whenever I bring a girl over’’

Now that was a comment you didn’t expect, and one that made your panties ever wetter in just a few seconds. 

‘’Please just fuck me already’’ You whined, growing needy and just wanting to feel him deep inside you. He tutted at you, his hand moving away from your panties. 

‘’We’re going to do this my way, and I’m going to take my time’’ He said, ‘’Want to see all of you’’ He added, kissing down the valley of your breasts and opening your legs with his knee. 

You bit your lip, his lips coming close to where you needed them the most. You looked down at the view, his head between your thighs, a view you would probably never forget. 

San felt the same way, feeling your soft skin under his fingertips, your small breaths and whimpers music to his ears as he teased you slowly because he never wanted this moment to end. It felt like a dream. His lips went back to your stomach, kissing their way up to your lips again. 

‘’Can I take these off?’’ He whispered, pulling your panties down when you nodded, exposing yourself to him. His hands then went to your waist, lifting you up as his fingers undid the clip of your bra. 

He gawked at you, making you hide your body with your arms as his hands grabbed your wrists. ‘’Don’t hide’’ He pushed you back down against the bed, this time pulling off his own trousers and boxers, leaving him naked in front of you as he smiled at you, making butterflies erupt in your stomach. 

‘’Do you want to do this? 

‘’Yes’’ You whined, high on the feeling of what was about to happen. 

San entered two fingers, making you throw your head back in delight. Your hand came up next to your head as you held onto the pillow tightly, pleasure erupting in your body as he held your hips in place with his other hand. His fingers went up to your clit, rubbing it slowly as you moaned his name over and over. 

‘’Please San, I need you inside’’ You said, pulling him towards you for a kiss as he smiled at your needy state. 

‘’Yeah, need my dick?’’ He said in a cocky tone, wanting to see you beg for it. 

‘’Yeah- need it now, please’’ You said, the feeling of his fingers driving you near the edge. 

“Condom?” He asked, looking into your eyes.

“I’m on birth control” You assured.

However San didn’t tell you that you were the only one he asked, but because it was you, he couldn’t help but want to feel you. All of you.

His hand went around your throat, holding it softly while he locked his eyes with yours, his fingers leaving you as you felt his tip enter you. He pressed a bit harder on the sides of your throat, making you moan out of bliss as you felt his hips meet yours. 

‘’So good, baby, all mine’’ He whimpered at the pleasure, slowly pulling out, then pushing in with the same speed. You felt the drag of his cock inside your walls, feeling every vein and rolling your eyes back when he pulled out again. 

He kept the slow pace, fucking you deeper every time. His hands were all over your body, gentle touches keeping you close to him. You were seeing stars, lost in the pleasure and his lips on the side of your neck. 

‘’Mingi could never fuck you like this’’ He said, sucking and creating marks to show off to others that you were his now. ‘’Hm? Would he fuck you better?’’

‘’No, he can’t’’ He sped up at your answer. His hand went to your clit, rubbing circles, getting you closer and closer to your high. Your nails were digging into his neck, his hand placed on your hip, holding you in place as his hips snapped deeper inside of you. His groans went straight in your ear, his deep raspy voice like music. He grabbed your leg, hoisting it over his shoulder as the angle made you see stars.

‘’Gonna- ah’’ You mumbled, not able to form a proper sentence. ‘’Gonna cum’’ You moaned, watching the way he slid inside you easily as you threw your head back, the high taking over. Your brows were knitted together as you came, making it hard for him to last any longer. 

‘’Good girl’’ He praised, stroking your sweaty hair out of your face as he pounded deeper inside of you. ‘’Where do you want me to cum?’’ 

‘’Inside, please, fill me up San’’ You stammered. ‘’Need it, need it so bad’’

He stilled inside you at your words, before releasing his load deep inside you, groaning as his head was buried in the crook of your neck. You stayed like that with him for a while, until he pulled out, kissing your cheek softly.

‘’Are you okay?’’ He asked, making you nod with a smile.

He got up, threw on sweatpants as you closed your eyes, still in bliss, before you felt a wet cloth between your legs, San cleaning you up before handing you his shirt. He dropped beside you, pulling you to his chest. 

‘’We should do this more often’’ You chuckled, making him smile against the top of your head. 

‘’Like a regular thing?’’ 

‘’I mean, if you want to?’’ You mumbled, suggesting friends with benefits with San was something you never thought you would do. 

‘’I definitely want to’’ He chuckled, lifting your head and placing a kiss on your lips before you snuggled a bit closer. 

[str4ngerthingshavehappenedhere]

Patched up

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Summary: You're surprised by a bruised sailor and tasked to patch him up. Warnings: Mentions of blood and Steve Pairing: Steve Harrington x reader A/N: I have returned! Missed you guys and I hope you enjoy the new fic!

This fic is set after season 3's finale. I did a similar fic prompt last year but I wanted to change reader and Steve's dynamic.

P/N is pet name 😁

Dustin looked at you with pleading eyes as did the rest of the group. You sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose between your fingers as you stepped aside so they could drag the bloodied sailor into your living room and, not so gently, throw hm upright onto the sofa.

You weren’t annoyed that they brought him here. At this point this was a regular summer experience. Once it was mentioned that you had first aid training and parents who were both doctors, suddenly in the eyes of Steve and the ragtag group of youths, you were a god at anything medical. After finding out about all crazy things that were happening in Hawkins, the group decided you were the perfect alternative to showing up at the hospital and having to make excuses for why their adult friend was covered in injuries, again.

You were worried about Steve. The number of times that he had shown up to your house after getting himself into another insane situation is becoming almost too common. From the day he showed up covered in injuries after Byers beat him up, something to this day Steve will deny ever happened and that he totally won that fight.

“What the hell happened?” You stared down with concern at Steve who was slumped over.

“Mindflayer.” Lucas replied.

“Mind-a-what now?” You shook your head, realizing you were getting off topic. “Never mind. Guys he needs an actual doctor. These injuries are way worse than the usual fix ups I do for him.”

“He asked us to bring him here Y/N. He wanted you to fix him up.” Dustin looked at you with puppy dog eyes. Steve had taught him well.

You let out another sigh “Fine. You guys must all be exhausted, go home. I’ll take care of Steve, okay?” Dustin looked over at Steve with a worried expression.

You place your hand on top of Dustin head, ruffling his hair lightly that, as always, is under one of his many hats.

 “Dustin, he’ll be okay. When have I ever let you down with this stuff?”

“Never.”

“Eeeexactly.” You smiled “I’ll make sure he’s looking brand new by tomorrow, okay?” Dustin gave a toothless grin in response.

“Now seriously, get your butt’s home before your parents get worried.”

“Good luck, Y/N!” Dustin yelled as he walked out of the front door, the rest of the group following close behind.

“I got this, don’t worry!” You reply, watching as the chaos crew entered the back of Steves car. You were wondering who managed to drive them all here before clocking the identical sailor outfit to Steves.

Robin Buckley sat in the driver’s seat, waving at you as the last of the group climbed into the vehicle and shut the back door of Steve's car.

You weren’t close with Robin in the beginning since you only occasionally past her in the halls at Hawkins high, but ever since she began scooping ice cream with Steve, and would join in on your playful bullying of Steve when you'd visit him at work, did you both grow closer as friends.

You walk over to the car and lean down so your eye to eye with Robin.

“Since when did you learn to drive?” You asked.

“Since never. All the towns’ police are kind of occupied by the mall fire, so I’m making the most of it” You let out a giggle in response.

“Steve taught me the basics in the mall car park once time, so I think I’ve got it.”

“She stalled the car multiple times on the way over here”.

Robin turned around to look at the culprit. “Do you want to walk home?” You laughed as Dustin slowly sunk back into his seat; hands raised in surrender “I’ll shut up”.

“Alright guys, get home safe.” you smiled, tapping the top of the car as you stood up.

“What? with Robin driving?”

“Last chance Dustybun, or I’m making you walk”. Robin mocked him in response, turning the ignition and starting the car engine.

“Sorry, sorry last time promise”

You walked back to the house, giggling over the bickering group as they, with a little bit of difficulty, drove away. Once the car was out of your sight you entered your home and shut the door, locking it behind you.

You walk towards the couch, crouching down so you are facing eye level with Steve. You reach your hand out and gently remove a strand of hair that was covering his face. You smile softly at his sleeping form. Even though he was all bruised and bloody this was probably the most relaxed you had seen him in a while.

“Even when you’re a bloody mess you still look pretty.”

“That’s so sweet.” You jumped lightly as Steve chuckled, trying to sit up. All was in vain as his laugh was replaced with a groan. He held his left side as you sat next to him, pulling him gently by his uniform shirt so he was leaning against you. You rest his head on your shoulder, both sitting in complete silence. A few minutes pass before you decide to speak.

“I know this might sound like a dumb question but. Are you okay?”

Steve chuckled before immediately groaning again, leaning more into you to ease the pain on his side.

“Just peachy, Y/N” He replied in his usual light-hearted sarcastic tone.

“Shut up you dingbat.” You giggled, maneuvering Steve around so you could wrap his arm around your shoulder and your arm around his waist, lifting him off the couch.

“That’s a new one. That’s definitely an upgrade from ‘dingus’”.

“Come on.” You grunt slightly as you take Steve’s whole weight against you. “Let’s go get you cleaned up.” You both began the impending journey up the stairs to your en suite bathroom to patch the floofy haired boy up.

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Once you both reach your en suite bathroom you, as gently as you can, lower Steve onto the edge of the bath, reaching over him to turn on the shower. You fail to notice his face go red as your chest was currently inches from his face. Once you manage to turn on the shower you lean back, hearing Steve let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding.

“Thanks again for patching me up Y/N.” your back is to Steve, smiling like an idiot as you open the medicine cabinet above the bathroom sink, completely forgetting there is a mirror and Steve had a clear view of how happy that made you. He smiled to himself; head lowered slightly.

There was a moment of silence as you began collecting what you need from the medicine cabinet. Once you had everything you begin to close the door but pause briefly. A brief sigh exits your lips.

“As much as I love spending time with you, I wish it was under better circumstances.”

Steve looked at you confused.

“What do you mean?”

You shut the cabinet door, placing the bandages and other first aid items on the edge of the sink. Your back still turned to Steve.

“I hate seeing you hurt. Prefer it when you’re not covered in bruises. I mean-” You turned around to face him. He’s looking at you from where he is now stood, the same puppy dog eyed look he always gives you when he wants you to stop being mad at him for something.

You lift your hand up to rest against his cheek but stop yourself, briefly hovering over his cheek. He catches your hand before you have a chance to, pressing your hand against his cheek. He leans into it, caressing the back of your hand with his thumb, his eyes never leaving yours.

“Look at you Steve. This keeps happening after every summer and I’m terrified there will be a time that you don’t make it to me in time. That there’s a day you are really badly injured and I’m not there to fix it.”

“You don’t have to worry about that Y/N. I’d never leave you”.

“You can’t promise that”.

“But I can try. I promise I’ll at least try to be more careful, okay?” He moves your hand from his face, holding it in his own as he raises his other hand to caress your cheek softly. You sigh as you relax into him.

“We need to get you fixed up”.

“Gimmie a second. I’m happy like this”

“You’re going to be the death of me, Harrington”.

There's a pause as you enjoy each other’s touch. You pull your hand away after a while and place your hand on Steve's shoulders, gently pushing him to sit back on the edge of the bath. He had a sad look on his face that you wanted to kiss away. You shook off that feeling and turned back to the sink, picking up some cotton balls that you soaked in disinfected. You turned back to Steve and stepped towards him, lifting his head up with your free hand.

“This is gonna sting a little, okay?” He nods in acceptance as you tilt his head a little higher, gently pressing the cotton ball to the cut on his lip. He hisses under his breath, and you pull the cotton ball away quickly, apologizing as he shakes his head.

“It’s okay Y/N. Thank you for taking care of me.” He lifts his hands to your hips, pulling you closer to him as he opens his legs and allowing you to slot in between them.

His hands never leave your hips as they hold you in place, his thumbs gently caressing the bit of exposed skin above your pyjama pants. You felt like all the air in your body had escaped. You try to shake it off and continue to gently apply the disinfectant to the cuts and bruises on his skin, apologising every time he looked the slighted bit in pain.

“Do you like Robin?” You didn’t even realize it was said until it left your lips. You didn’t even think it was on your mind at this moment in time, but it must have been eating away at you ever since Robin talked about Steve giving her driving lessons in the mall parking lot. They’re always together and as much as you love Robin, you hate the thought of them turning around one day and telling you they’re an item. You don’t think you could bare it.

Steve looked at you with nothing but pure confusion.

“Where did that come from?”

“Nothing just forget I said anything” You mutter under your breath, now starting to wipe away the blood from Steve’s face.

Steve pulled you closer, removing any space left between you, his hands still placed gently against your hips.

“Tell me, Y/n” He whispered, looking up at you again with those big brown eyes. You looked anywhere except his eyes, If you did you genuinely think it would kill you.

“I just-” you take a deep breath, thinking about how to word it without screaming the face you were in love with him.

“You guys are together a lot, and I noticed you’re a lot closer to each other lately. I just wanted to know, I guess.”

“How would you feel if we were?” Your heart felt like it sunk into your stomach.

“I’d hate it, Steve.” You had finished cleaning up his wounds a few minutes ago, you just couldn’t bare to step away from him. You wanted to make this moment last as long as you could. You lowered the cloth from his face, finally looking him in the eyes.

He slowly stood up, hands moving up to rest against your face, caressing your cheeks. He gently rests his forehead against yours.

“Why would you hate it, Y/n?” There's a long pause, unable to say what you need to say.

He nudges his nose against yours.

“Please tell me.” He whispers, lips only inches away from yours. You closed your eyes and let out a sigh, leaning into his touch.

“I really like you Ste-” His lips smash against yours before you had a chance to finish your sentence.

“I like you Y/N” He whispered before kissing you again.

“I like you so much.” You smile into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. The kiss lasts what feels like eternity before Steve releases a hiss, both of you forgetting about the cut on his lip.

“Sorry, Stevie.” You caress the skin just under the cut and Steve looks at you with nothing but pure love and adoration.

“Totally worth it, P/N.” Your heart fluttered at the new nickname as did his at yours.

You step away slightly from his embrace, his lips form into a pout from the lack of your touch. You take his hand and lead him back to your bedroom.

You let go of his hand briefly to rummage through your dresser draws, revealing a shirt and shorts he had left from the last time he had stayed over.

He accepted the clothes with a smile, practically glowing with joy that this was finally happening, that you were finally his.

“Go take a shower then we can continue where we left off” You had never seen Steve move faster in your life. You giggled as he shut the door behind him. You turned around to find another shirt for yourself, realizing a bit of Steve's blood had ended up on your shirt. The door opened again briefly, revealing a shirtless Steve. Your face turned bright red as he laughed.

“Wanna join me?” You threw the shirt you had in your hand at the door, Steve managing to close the door before the shirt hit him.

“Worth a shot!” You hear behind the bathroom door, making you giggle once again, walking over to retrieve your shirt and changing before removing the blanket and settling into bed.

You lay facing away from the bathroom door, feeling sleep dawn over you as it was getting late. Before you had a chance to fully drift asleep you hear the bathroom door open and suddenly feel the full weight of Steve as he jumps onto the bed and proceeds to rub his wet hair across your face, neck and chest.

“Ewwww, get off!” You said through fits of laughter as you push him back. He stops and lifts his head with a chuckle, his body now hovering over yours, hands resting either side of your head as he looks at you like you’re the most precious thing in the world.

“Let me take you out on a date tomorrow.” You looked at him with slight confusion.

“What, like a date?” He leans forward, kissing your forehead with a smile on his face.

“That’s normally what couples do.”

“Were a couple now?”

“Well after what we did in the bathroom id hope so”.

“You make it sound like we fornicated or something”.

“Fornicated? What are you 60 or something? Who uses that word for sex” he says through laughter before his face comes into contact with a pillow.

He rolls onto his back, continuing his chuckling and you pretend to get out of bed. You immediately feel Steve pull you back flush against his chest, his face pressed into your neck.

“Don’t go, please”. He said with the slightest bit of desperation. You giggle once more, rotating your body so you’re facing him, placing a gentle kiss against his cheek.

“Wanna continue where we left of in the bathroom?”

“What, the fornication?”

“I swear I will leave”.

“Okay, okay I’m sorry.” He stops chuckling and simply looks at you once again with nothing but complete adoration.

“I really want to go on a date with you by the way.”

“I know, P/N” He whispers against your lips, kissing you once again.

“And I really want us to be a couple” Steve smiles against your lips, pulling you impossibly closer and deepening the kiss.

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tornado warning | nico hischier x reader

summary: every summer nico comes back home to Switzerland and resumes his fling with yn even though she knows it’s not good for her.

lyrics: "don't understand how quickly we get right back in our rhythm without missing a step, and logically the last thing i should have on my mind but i want you there sometimes"

"i guess maybe thats why im lying to my therapist, i keep saying things like "i never saw him and we never kissed"

word count: 1.1k

you and nico were kind of a thing before he moved to the us for hockey. it was the average high school relationship, hand holding and late night talks on the phone. it was never supposed to be how it is now. you weren’t together, but every time off-season hit, Nico was back in Switzerland and you were suddenly calling out for him and he was there, every single time. 

Don't understand how quickly we get

Right back in our rhythm without missing a step

And logically, the last thing I should have on my mind

But I want you there sometimes

he had just gotten back in the country less than 24 hours ago, and your mind was already reeling with how quick everything was already going. he was in your bed shirtless, arms slung around your waist as soft music played in the background. you could feel the rise and fall of his chest against your side, and you could feel his soft hair against your fingertips as you let them brush across his scalp.

“Ni?” you whispered, unsure if he had already fallen asleep.

“Yes?” he replied groggily, not bothering to move so he could look up at you.

you debated on asking him what the two of you were, what you were even doing. you knew that when he inevitably left you again at the end of the summer you would be a wreck, and despite yours, your friends, and your therapists advice, you couldn’t quit Nico. 

I guess maybe that's why 

I'm lying to my therapist

I keep saying things like 

"I never saw him and we never kissed"

your lovely therapist knew all about your relationship with Nico. It was a topic that came up regularly during your hour-long sessions. 

“I just don’t know what i’m going to do about this, like… we always fall back into how things were, and i just don’t know if i can do it anymore,” you went over your dilemma for what seemed like the hundredth time. your therapist nodded her head slowly as she listened to you once again reiterate your issues. 

she set her pen down against her notepad before looking into your eyes, “be honest, have you seen him since he came back?” she questioned and you tried to still your fidgeting. 

“No, i never saw him. I’ve just heard from friends who’ve seen him around,” you lied smoothly, shifting a little on the couch you were sitting on. If your therapist knew you had kissed him too… multiple times… you knew what she’d say. she wants you to move on but how can you when Nicos at your doorstep and is asking for you? you just can’t seem able to get over him.

I think he's onto me every time I say

"I'm over that son of a bitch"

“I am so over him,” you slur to your friends who all give each other side glances. you’ve been telling them the same thing for years, and it seemed like Nico had a sixth sense when it came to you trying to get over him. Every time you declared you were over him, he was calling or doing something to pull you right back in.

“yn honey, why don’t you-” your friend started but you eagerly cut her off.

“no like seriously this time, how dare he come back to me! like he thinks he can just come back into my life every damn time!” you practically shouted, getting up off the couch to really make your point clear. You pointed in the directions of each of your friends and continued, “next time he calls, guys i swear just take my phone and block him because i am never, and i mean never! talking to him again!” you slurred your words and your friends just nodded at your new attempt to rid yourself of Nico.

not even a minute later he was calling your phone, your ringtone blaring through the material of your jeans as you urgently fished it out. “yn who is it?” one of your friends asked as she moved to stand next to you. 

a goofy smile took over your face once you saw Nicos contact. The rest of your friends didn't even need to peek at your phone to know who was calling. “i’m just going to answer it,” you giggled a bit, pulling away from your small group of friends.

“yn no! you just said you were never going to talk to him again!” your friend jumped off the couch and rushed over to you, trying to grab your phone out of your hand before you accepted the call. 

she was too late. you shielded your phone from her and quickly accepted, smiling into the phone once you heard Nicos voice on the other end of the call.

“Ni!” you giggled into the call, all of your previous sentiments ignored the second you heard his voice asking for you to come over. all of your friends watched you walk out the door and into his car, all of them groaning when you two drove off.

I'll drive you home

You drive me crazy

But that's not gonna stop me

I'll call you out

You call me "baby"

it was nico’s last night in switzerland before he was catching a flight back to jersey. you were driving him home after a late night at your apartment, not having the urge to turn him away when he called saying he wanted to properly tell you goodbye.

“you drive me crazy, Ni” you sighed, watching him unbuckle himself out of your passenger side. 

“what are you talking about baby?” he asked, seemingly unaware of the effect his words had on you. 

“I’m not your baby” you admitted softly, turning around so you can face him full on. his brow furrowed at your words. you desperately wanted to say something to him, bring up your feelings or how conflicted you were about this whole relationship-that-wasn’t. but you guys were never the ones to sit and chat about all your feelings, so you let it all go. 

“I’m sorry, i think i’m just tired” you tried laughing it off but it sounded a little strained. 

“well we had a busy night,” Nico laughed as you felt your face heat up, turning around so he could face you properly too.

you smiled at him, painfully aware that this was the last time you’d be seeing him in months. you felt the lump grow in your throat, and you painfully swallowed it back as Nico reached for the door handle. 

Nico opened the door. he halfway outside before he seemingly realized something and leaned back inside, kissing you softly on the lips over the middle of your console. 

he pulled away too soon, and then you sat watching him walk away. The lump in your throat getting more painful with every step he took. you had no idea how you were going to get him out of your mind this time.

[rmd-writes]

Sending an ask for nice ask day!!

Noticed we have a lot of similar fandom interests -- if David, Patrick, Carlos, TK, Alex, and Henry were to meet, where would it happen? who would get along the most outside of the pairing?

hello! What a great ask! I love finding people who share multiple fandoms, so hello new friend!!! 💖

Believe it or not, this is something I’ve thought about previously, so strap in.

A while back @blackandwhiteandrose wrote a fic (about how David and TK were friends (if you love both characters, you should read this fic, it’s so good) back when David still lived in NYC. Having read it and discussed it with BWR later, I wholeheartedly agree that they were friends who lost touch after TK moved to Austin. Not immediately though - you know in s1 of SC how David is always on the phone texting? We know that his NYC friends were mostly assholes, so who was he texting? TK.

TK probably got a new phone or deleted all of his NYC contacts when he moved to Austin, so he lost David’s number then too. But maybe he’s scrolling Instagram one day and comes across Alexis’ account or the Rose Apothecary account, or maybe Nancy is laughing hysterically at Moira’s accidental live stream of the conversation about David’s oopsie-daisy and eventually TK gets back in touch with David. They’re both happy now, really happy. Deeply in love, safe and content with who they are as people, happy.

Patrick suggests that he and David make the trip to Austin and David can catch up with TK while they’re there. (There’s probably some kind of sportsball game Patrick would want to watch, idk).

I’m taking liberties now, but bear with me. While they’re in Austin, they go to a restaurant and there’s a fire. Please go read @missgeevious’s absolutely hysterical fic to find out what happens.

Once Patrick gets over his mortification (it’s short lived, David won’t allow it, there are food trucks to visit and proper bbq to be had), they go with TK and Carlos on a tour of Carlos’ favourite food trucks and end up at Franklin’s BBQ, which David wanted to go to because he read about it in an article about FSOTUS.

Carlos raises a brow at David’s seeming insistence on wearing sweaters in the Texas heat, but he’s glad it’s not actually summer or TK might need to put his paramedic skills to work on his friend. There’s a moment when Carlos catches Patrick’s eye as their respective husbands are chatting loudly and gesticulating wildly and there’s a fond resignation in Patrick’s expression that he recognises. One that says, “sometimes I can’t believe that I chose him but I’m so glad every day that I did.” Carlos feels that way about TK too.

When they make it to Franklin’s the line is long and Carlos notices the presence of private security officers in suits - unusual for somewhere like Franklin’s. The reason for it becomes apparent when they realize that Alex, Henry, Nora and June are ahead of them in line. They’d come to Texas for a long weekend at the lake house. It’s David who recognises them first - Alexis used to have a giant crush on Prince Henry, she’d met him once before at a party on a yacht (Pez dragged Henry to the party), and in the way that only Alexis can, had come home and huffed that Henry must not be interested in women, “because, David, he, like, barely even looked at me and I was wearing that sparkly Balenciaga!” (Little did she know that she was correct. “I knew it!” she proclaimed when news broke of the emails, before she’d gone all teary eyed once the enormity of what had happened to Alex and Henry had hit her).

Turns out that the world is both too big and ridiculously small - Carlos and June had taken a class together at UT, even worked on a group assignment together. When June comes over to say hi to Carlos, they end up all sitting together: David, Patrick, TK, Carlos, Alex, Henry, June and Nora. They share their food and laugh so much and more than one other patron does a double take at the ridiculous level of hotness sitting at their tables.

David gets along surprisingly well with Nora - she reminds both him and Patrick of Stevie, in a way. Carlos and Henry become fast friends and it’s not long before he and Alex are talking in Spanish about their favourite foods as well. David, TK and Alex - in an uncoordinated attack - separately try to steal food off their respective partners’ plates only to be met with loud protests, followed by triumph, because their partners never really say no. There’s laughter when they realise what’s happened simultaneously around the table.

They sit there talking and laughing and eating until they realise that the sunlight is fading and they’ve been there for hours now, simply enjoying the company and revelling in feeling happy, and safe, and free.

[thedroneranger]

The Drone Ranger's Be Kind Rewind ⏪ clancycucumber230 Edition!

A rec reblog series dedicated to the fics that we love so much, we've re-read them!

The next Rewind has landed: @clancycucumber230! Also, we have our first all Jake Seresin Rewind!

While we continue to churn out amazing new content, let's be kind and rewind to look at some of the OG content we love! And don't forget to reblog when you re-read! Continue to show your comfort fics and favorite creators some love. It helps keep the fresh content coming :)

Let's keep this going throughout the summer, so if you're interested in participating in the Be Kind Rewind, message me. The more, the merrier!

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fics below the cut (listed in alphabetical order by title)

Reader note: I’m an unapologetic Jake girl, although I’ve been dipping my toe in the water of Bob and Bradley recently. Jake’s character is so open, I love all the different ways he has been written by so many amazing authors. Not to mention Glen Powell is so god damn hot! Huge thank you to all writers in this fandom for your contributions!

can't unfeel that, @theharddeck FWB that have caught feelings. Really sweet and the breeding kink in this is off the charts hot.

Fruits of My Labor, @roosterbruiser I’m highlighting ‘Fruits of My Labor.’ It’s a heartbreakingly beautiful read. I would be remiss if I didn't mention The Fuck universe, though. This is a masterpiece with my favourite OC callsign Wisteria!

Hotshot, @topguncortez This first TGM smut I read. It’s rivals to lovers with electric banter and sexual tension. G has a masterlist that will rip your heart out and put it back together all at once. She’s also queen of the pregnancy trope.

Line of Sight, @top-hhun A three-parter ,featuring a reserved Jake protecting reader that flows into fake dating. It’s filled with sexual tension and possibility.

Operation Apollo, @sunlightmurdock This work isn’t complete yet but I have reread multiple times. Jake and Apollos’s growth from enemies to lovers to two people that just need each other is so natural. Throw in a shitty father, suspense and some smut smut smut and it’s a delicious read.

Slow Burn, @ereardon Jake gets Kate pregnant after a one night stand and it’s full of angst, love and dagger squad. Em is queen of the slow burn. Shes got a masterlist of my favourite tropes: pregnancy trope, Dad!Jake, Frat!Jake, Roomie!Jake, exes to lovers, plus Bob and Bradley series’ too. The OCs and settings she writes are also incredibly detailed. If I’m reading a book I can’t get into, this is where I go.

Teaching You Respect, @enchanting-eloquence Anything where Jake is taken down a peg by a strong woman is so SO good! This fic is cold shower amazing.

Terms of Endearment, @ohtobeleah TOE's Jake and Amilia are some of the best characters I’ve ever read. They have so much depth. Every time Leah answers a question about these two I have five more.

The Off-Season, @ereardon One of my most favourite series’. I’m so invested in these characters. They have the best banter and chemistry. Plus you can’t go wrong with the forbidden sibling trope!

Who Did This to You?, @justfandomwritings The first one shot I ever read. It’s got protective Jake with a new friend in need of help with her abusive ex.

I wish I could write, but I can’t, so here is a current read I’m absolutely loving:

Brother's Best Friend, @tongue-like-a-razor

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[imaginesmai]

Once upon a fairy tale - Ubbe Ragnarson (1)

First part is here! I have almost finished the story, so expect one part per day BECAUSE I NEED TO SHARE IT.

Other parts: Once Upon A Fairy Tale Masterlist

Plot: just like any other summer, you have to leave your country. Just like any other summer, Ubbe has to open his to your annoying presence.

Warnings: none, maybe mentions of sex and nakedness.

-

“I think I might be sick”

“You aren’t”

“Maybe I’ve got the chicken pox. Have you heard about it? At least half of – “

“You haven’t”

“Storms seasons have barely finished. Would it be safe for the last remain of our dynasty to take that risk?”

“It is”

“Father, I don’t think – “

“We have the same argument every year, darling” your father sighed, finally looking up from the mountain of papers on his desk. “You’ve already faked the chicken pox twice, you got food poisoning on purpose last year and the storm season finished two moons ago. So, unless the kingdom is about to crumble in the next hours, we’re leaving”

“It might” you muttered, looking angrily at the hem of your dress. “It might”

You knew it was pointless to argue with him, but each time, you tried. The chicken pox wasn’t actually an original idea, but Ubbe’s, who tried a year before you. And no one had any proof of the princess sneaking into the kitchens in the middle of the night to drink expired milk. You made sure of that.

None of them had worked. For the past sixteen years, princess Y/N Ealhmunding have spent the summer months in the lovely company of Ubbe Ragnarson and his brothers. It didn’t matter in which castle they decided to try – you hadn’t enjoyed a summer since you both were kids

The first year you actually wanted to try and make a new friend, because you rarely played with children your age. But Ubbe decided you making him look like a fool in front of his father was unforgivable, and after dinner he stained your dress with horse poop. Which got your in problems with your father and maid.

After multiple pranks, he went back to his castle and you thought it was over. Only for next year to go on a trip to his castle, in Mercia. You didn’t like Ubbe nor his brothers, and they didn’t like you. That summer, you went back home with a broken wrist and Ubbe had his nose broken for the first time.

It did not get better. If anything, both of you got smarter and more creative.

“Y/N” Ecbert called, dragging his daughter out of your torturous daydream. “Darling, look at me. You cannot fight me forever”

You didn’t look at him, and after a few moments, the sound of a chair scrapping the carpet filled the room. As he came closer, the anger faded away.

As long as you could remember, it had always been your father and you. Your mother died when you were a child, in some type of retaliation from another kingdom. There was a dark past to that land that not many people talked about, but that you knew. Your mother was assassinated and you were saved by accident. A servant who was in the castle managed to run away with a baby while the enemy took the castle and slaughtered everyone they found in their way.

And by the time they killed the queen and realized there was supposed to be a baby with your, princess Y/N was long gone.

Since then, it had been your father and you against the world. He let his daughter train with a wood sword while he practiced, and draw with ink on old papers while he attended to councils. Everyone in the castle knew and adored the young princess, with your bouncy locks and rosy cheeks. And still, they were happy knowing it wouldn’t be like that forever.

“He’s a good man. He’s responsible, caring, and loves his family” he said for what felt like a thousand time. “And you’ve known him since you were a child. He’s no stranger. One day – “

“I’ll have to marry a person I don’t love, not even like, and become what it is expected for me to be. Which is a quiet wife, ready to carry his children and look pretty while doing nothing” you cut him off, feeling more sad than angry. “I don’t want that, father. I don’t like him. We’ve tried getting along and we don’t. So maybe it’s time to move on”

“It’s not that simple, and you know it” Ecbert put a comforting hand on your shoulder and gave you a small smile. “He needs a wife. You need a husband. It could be worse”

“Sure, he could always break my leg after throwing me from the top of a ladder, almost drown me or make me drink coffee with salt. Oh, but he already did that.”

“Children do that, right? Do I have to remind you when you locked him in the barn and he wet himself?”

You thought about that summer and had to stop a smile. After another argument because something you couldn’t remember anymore, Ubbe had broken one of your dolls. One of your favorite dolls. And that night, when he came back from riding with his brothers, you decided to pay him back by locking him in the barn. Only that you forgot it was supposed to be for just a few hours and ended up falling asleep. The next morning, the ostler found him curled in his own pee after crying himself exhausted.

You weren’t proud of that moment, but it wasn’t by far the worst thing either of you had done. Cutting hair, giving rashes or breaking bones were only a small part of the long list of pranks you had performed over the years.

“It was a pretty good one”

“Yeah. For a child, Y/N” he snorted, and you finally met his kind eyes. “I’m getting old, and you – “

“Don’t say it” the princess whined, not liking that conversation.

“I have to” his eyes lost a bit of light and you were highly aware of the wrinkles around his eyes and mouth, the whiteness of his hair and beard. “I don’t have any other children. Your mother gave me one and I couldn’t ask for anyone better. I couldn’t protect your like I should have, my darling. So I have to protect you, for when I’m gone. Other kingdoms have already started poking at the borders. Unless I assure the kingdom and your safety soon, they’ll start moving”

It was a reality everyone in the kingdom were well aware of. Great king Ecbert was no longer the man who conquered the kingdom of Wessex and brought the best out of it. Who built farms and houses for everyone and made its name known across kingdoms and countries. Now, he was a man who had a noticeable limp, who took medicine before going to sleep and forgot things every now and then.

And according to laws he couldn’t change, a princess like you couldn’t rule by your own. Not unless you were married to a man powerful enough to rule both his and your kingdom, because you were a woman, and women were supposed to just look pretty and carry children.

“Besides” he added, getting up with a soft creak from his left knee. “You didn’t see him last year. Maybe he has changed”

“For worse, probably”

Last year, Mercia entered in war with Northumbria. When the boats of Wessex appeared in the Ragnarsons’ castle, they found it almost empty. Aslaug had seen all of her sons leave to fight, dressed in shiny armors. Ragnar Lothbrok led an army against the enemies’ forces, and you had been there when he came back. Not as a victorious king, but as a tired man who had seen too many wars.

Even though Mercia won, Ubbe and Sigurd stayed in the border to maintain the peace, and you spent the summer with the servants and Aslaug. While she approved the accord between her husband and Ecbert, she didn’t particularly like her soon to be daughter – or anyone that wasn’t her, for that matter. Which turned that last summer into the most boring of your life.

You hoped that summer would be different.

 -

 Ubbe watched the boats come closer to land, the port coming alive as the first rays of sun touched the horizon. It was soon, but not soon enough for the prince to miss the arrival of the guests. If anyone could call them that anymore, as they came every year. It had been a while since he visited Wessex. As the heir and commander of the great army, he couldn’t leave for the summer no more, so they had to come to him.

Which, if it was his choice, wouldn’t happen.

Ubbe Ragnarson had a wide range of scars on his body, all of them worthily obtained in battle. Only that he was a skilled warrior that rarely let a sword near him, and that the biggest battle he had faced so far was against a girl half his size.

“You should head to the port” Hvitserk said behind him, leaning against a tree. There was a naked woman between his legs, whose name they couldn’t remember. “Mother will be furious if she doesn’t find you there”

“She can think whatever she wants” he snapped. “They know just fine their way into the castle. And I’ll see her. Eventually”

“You should have seen her last year. She has tits”

Scoffing, he decided to ignore his brother. It was easy to enjoy life when the crown didn’t rest on him. When the biggest responsibility he had was not to let anyone know if he had a bastard, or at least don’t acknowledge them in public. In the last two years, Ubbe had gone from spoiled prince to commander, heir and almost king.

With a father that was spiraling away, a mother that couldn’t be farther from him, and an enemy that was ready to attack, he wouldn’t think about Y/N’s tits.

What he had thought about, though, was about you. He had always been opposed to the marriage between the two kingdoms, since the moment the young and bratty princess humiliated him in front of his father. Ubbe knew you shared his feelings, that you didn’t want to marry him and would rather throw yourself from that boat.

But he also knew Y/N were in a dangerous age, where other kingdoms showed interest in your hand and the power it held. He knew that you needed the marriage as much as he needed, a strategic union between two kingdoms before one of them fell.

No matter how many times he repeated that, he couldn’t bring himself to ride back to the port and greet the incomers. Pride was a prize he wouldn’t lose on this battle.

“You should bring her back” Ubbe told his brother, guiding his horse back to the road. “Her family might get worried”

“Worried about what? She’s with a prince. she couldn’t be safer” he chuckled, closing his eyes. “I intend to extend the night a few hours more. As soon as you leave”

“If I’m not wrong, this is my hideout. Yours was close to the cliff”

“What’s yours is mine, Ubbe. What’s yours is mine”

Ubbe spurred his horse and left his brother behind, knowing he wouldn’t like what was about to happen. It was the only place from where someone could see the port without being seen, and he had thought it would be empty. He didn’t think about his brother and his night adventures, which could happen anywhere.

The road back to the castle wasn’t long, and for Ubbe, it would have been shorter. He knew those lands as the back of his hand, was a fast rider and knew a bunch of shortcuts. But instead of taking them, he chose the long way.

Bordering cliffs, he let his horse choose the pace, stopping to drink water and sniff a few flowers. He let the wind blow his braid, until his cheeks were red and his hands cold. Since he could remember, riding horses and getting was has been one of his passions. Even more when he discovered it was one of the few things he could beat you to.

He would never admit it, but racing you through the forest and feeling the adrenaline of almost loosing was one of the very few moments he looked forward for. That, or losing knowing he did his best and wasn’t expected to do more.

Being the heir of Ragnarson wasn’t easy, and if he could, he would choose the life of any of his brothers. He knew Hvitserk envied him for the power and position he held above others, yet that came with a price. A price that, day by day, he was starting to understand.

By the time he reached the castle, the sun was high and the cold was giving space to the heats of the summer. During the first month, there wasn’t a big difference in Mercia, as there was snow in the mountains and ice in the forest. The same slow changes that every year started with the arrival of his future wife and the king of Wessex.

“She’s mad”

Ubbe had heard his brother Sigurd entering the barn, so he wasn’t surprised when he appeared behind him.

“You should have seen her face. It was red and she was doing that thing with her mouth when someone asks her to change her plans” Sigurd explained, staring as Ubbe tied up his horse. “Father wasn’t there either. It was a bit sad, actually. Only mother and me. But they didn’t say anything about it, so I guess they’re used by now”

“Where’s father?” for the last year, Ragnar had disappeared a few times, only to come back a week after thinner and dirtier, with no explanation. “Is he with Yidu?”

“Probably. He was complaining last night. You know how he gets” he shrugged. “You should go and say hi. Not because mother says so, just… it was sad. Like they aren’t welcome anymore”

He wanted to say that it was because they weren’t, but he bit his tongue just in time. Of all the brothers, you had grown closer to Sigurd. It wasn’t a friendship, nor a relationship. Yet whenever you could, you stuck to his side and in the past summers he seemed to tolerate your presence.

For his brother, he could do so. He could even pretend it was for his father, who wasn’t at his best moment. Either way, he left his horse to rest and made the way to his chambers, hoping to change into something decent and have a short bath that made him presentable. Not that it mattered when you had seen him covered in mud and forced him to come out of the lake wearing one of your dresses.

He tried to list reasons why he should actually try to accord the marriage proposal that summer, why he should make an effort to stop seeing the child who would put ants on his shoes and start seeing a woman he could grow fond of with the years. He managed to come up with two before reaching his room and opening the door.

When he looked up, he was met with a very naked body that belonged to his future wife. And he instantly added Hvitserk’s reason to the list.

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[themculibrary]

The Avengers Living In Avengers/Stark Tower Masterlist

A Different Kind of Family (ao3) - livvylane pepper/tony T, 24k

Summary: When Peter was recruited into the Avengers, he expected a lot of training and fighting. He certainly didn't expect a grumpy guy with a metal arm, a deaf archer who was a bit obsessed with pranks, or a sleep-deprived genius who had decided that Peter was his new project, and he certainly didn't expect Steve Rogers to act like such a... father.

and when you get there, is it perfect? (ao3) - hailling_stars pepper/tony T, 11k

Summary: Peter Parker is homeless, a thief, and involved with things he shouldn't be.

Tony Stark has knack for adopting kids.

And that doesn't change when Spider-Man pops up on the Avenger's radar, and they launch a new mission, operation catch a spider.

Avengers Tower (fanfiction.net) - AvengersIsLife T, 29k

Summary: Tony rebuilds the tower, and realizes he misses his teammates. So, doing what any good friend would do, he goes and forcefully takes them from their lives, and forces them to live in the tower with him.

A Very, Very, Very Fine House (ao3) - wanttobeatree steve/tony, pepper/tony T, 41k

Summary: The Avengers take initiative. Or, the story of how a group of remarkable people came together to drink cocktails, eat ice-cream and wait for Fury's call. Post-movie.

Breaking News (ao3) - astolat steve/sam E, 10k

Summary: “I’ve sent you keys,” Tony said. “I’ve emailed, I’ve texted, I’ve called. Pepper called. There is an entire floor of Stark Tower waiting for you to move in. And instead here you are living in a two-bedroom shack out in the open with your — extremely hot, by the way, nice job there — boyfriend. The paparazzi are going to eat you alive, Rogers.”

Clint Barton's Super Secret Snipers' Club (ao3) - sara_holmes bucky/clint T, 67k

Summary: Clint Barton's Super Secret Snipers' Club. (Invitation and pending mental health evaluation required.)

"When Steve brings Bucky back to the tower for the first time, Clint’s first thought is that Tony Stark’s pride and joy is quickly becoming a less of a very tall and expensive ‘fuck you’ in the faces of investors who don’t believe in self-sustaining energy, and more of a superhero rehabilitation center."

Boyfriends, compromises and learning to like oneself.

Clint's Hugging Service (ao3) - pherryt bucky/clint G, 7k

Summary: Bucky really, really wants to know what a Clint Barton hug feels like. Everyone else seems to swear by them.

Dysfunctional (ao3) - ApolloLoki97 pepper/tony, bucky/natasha T, 19k

Summary: Or the typical field trip fic with a little extra thrown in.

In Deep Water (ao3) - itsallAvengers steve/tony T, 11k

Summary: The Avengers want a pool. Tony can arrange that for them. He can. The thought doesn't fill him with horrible, daunting dread and crippling fear. Not at all.

(Or maybe denial does more harm than good)

Irreplaceable (ao3) - orphan_account steve/tony T, 4k

Summary: There are obvious downsides to being the only member of the Avengers who is not a super soldier, a god, or a super assassin, and does not Hulk out when aggravated. The most obvious one is that when villains want bait, they've got a go-to guy.

Tony already knew Mondays sucked. He did not need his opinion reinforced this way.

It’s a Secret to Everybody (ao3) - StarPrince_Punk T, 97k

Summary:

“I have kids,“ Clint said. “I know dad behavior when I see it.” Tony blinked multiple consecutive times, processing the statement. “Excuse me?” “Tony,” Steve said now, “how long have you had a son? And how come we’ve never known about him?” “Yeah,” Clint spoke again, “I thought I was the only one with a secret family. Turns out you’ve had one longer than me!” ——- Peter gets to spend all summer living in Avengers Tower with Tony. When the Rogue Avengers get pardoned and come back to live at the Tower too, they’re confused as to who Peter is. However, once they see how Tony acts around Peter, that confusion goes away, as they know for certain who Peter must be - Tony’s secret son. Tony and Peter decide to make the most of the situation, and play along. They hope they can keep up the act all summer. But they soon learn that they barely have to act at all.

Living With Superheros? Not Cool (ao3) - Groot_Is_God G, 10k

Summary: It had been just under a year since Peter moved into the Avengers Tower with Tony and Pepper. Everything was going great until he got news that would turn him upside down. His class was going to the Avengers tower on a field trip. His class, was going to his home, on a field trip. That was destined to end well.

Mechanics like to fix things (ao3) - sharkie335 bucky/tony E, 70k

Summary: When Bucky approaches Tony to fix his arm, which is malfunctioning, it sets off a chain reaction. After all, at his heart, Tony is a mechanic and they live to fix things.

Miscommunications (ao3) - Isnt_it_pretty_to_think_so T, 14k

Summary: Five times the Avengers learn about Peter Parker, and the one time the rest of the world does, too.

Not So Sneaky Spider (ao3) - Playedcrowd5610 G, 2k

Summary: Peter has to break into Avengers tower to retrieve something that he forgot on his field trip. Only to be met with the Avengers themselves. This looks bad now, he is breaking in, and stealing from the lab. How can he get past all of them? He can't quip his way out of this one.

peter parker’s failed zoom meeting (ao3) - crobby T, 1k

Summary: Peter joins the class Zoom meeting and immediately tries to add his usual Kermit the Frog backdrop, but the computer won’t let him. “Come on,” he says to it, quiet enough that it doesn’t carry into the microphone, “Work with me, here!” The computer refuses to work with him, and Peter suffers the cruel fate of having his classmates see that he is most definitely not in his shoebox apartment in Queens, but rather in the Avengers Tower.

Or, Peter suffers through having his entire class learn that he’s quarantining with superheroes. Yikes.

Spider-Man Breaks the Internet (ao3) - maddieee1 N/R, 5k

Summary: Peter decides to start a YouTube channel as Spider-Man to “give the people what they want.” Chaos ensues.

The Home Invasion (ao3) - Blue_Glass harley/peter, pepper/tony N/R, 13k

Summary: Peter Stark, more commonly known as Peter Parker, just missed out on the secret Academic Decathlon field trip because he had miscounted his days absent from school. Well at least he gets to stay home for the day right? What happens next is purely coincidence, but really Peter should have expected this to happen.

Works In Progress (ao3) - Agnes_Bean bruce/tony T, 7k

Summary: Tony's downward spiral threatens to pull Bruce over the edge, too.

[thefirstempress]

Some background on The First Empress

So the following excerpt was going to be my original foreword for The First Empress. Last October, however, I was informed in a rejection letter that the foreword was too long (among other, more homophobic reasons for rejecting it). Then, when I looked up how to write a foreword, I found out that, at least in fiction, it's customary to have someone else write it for you. While Matthew Keville (@matthewkeville) was kind enough to write my new foreword, I kept the original foreword, and at a beta reader's suggestion I think I'm going to use it as an "About" page for my website. Content warning for background and personal history.

I think it was fall semester of 2002 at Boise State University. During one of my literature courses, the professor was highly impressed with my reading responses for Homer’s Iliad, particularly in regards to my observation that the story is in no way a conflict between good and evil. And I liked that about it. I liked that there were noble and ignoble characters as well as likable and unlikable characters on both sides of the conflict. In his notes on one of my responses, Professor Jim recommended that I read Thucydides’s History of the Peloponnesian War, which began my interest in ancient history in general and Classical Greece in particular. One of my college friends owned a lovely little coffeehouse/used bookstore for several years, and I bought many volumes out of her ancient history section.

In the late ‘00s, I developed acute depression/anxiety while working on my Master’s Degree in Literature. Though I somehow managed to complete my degree, my depression became so severe that in 2011 I had to step down from a teaching job I loved beside colleagues I liked, because I couldn’t function well enough to fulfill my duties outside the classroom. I decided it was horribly unfair to my students that they couldn’t count on me to do my part, so I walked away. I made the most painful decision I’ve made in my life and stepped down from a job I’d spent three years studying and training for.

My first successful step toward recovery came when I started writing for myself again. No more thirty-page theses, no more ten-page research papers written over the weekend, no more feedback on forty-to-sixty student papers. I typed up some story concepts and revisited some old stories that I hadn’t looked at in a decade. I started a blog, and then a side-blog, and then a Tumblr page to go with the side-blog. I even started a fan-fiction account that features mostly The Legend of Korra novellas and Star Wars one-shots.

During the summer of 2012, I wrote several chapters of a young-adult fantasy novel in a high- to late-medieval setting, featuring a young, somewhat Mary-Sue heroine whose wizened mentor was named Zahnia, the Chronicler—an immortal historian trapped forever as a nine-year-old girl. As I started to flesh out Zahnia’s character, I decided I wanted to explore her origin story, tying it in with the creation of the Tollesian Empire, where the story takes place. For National Novel Writing Month 2012, I began work on the first draft of The First Empress and spent over ten years tinkering, expanding, and revising in my free time. But the more I worked on the story, the bigger it got. George RR Martin once described a spectrum of writers, ranging from architects who outline and design the structure and foundation of their story before they start writing, to gardeners who plant the seeds of the story, then let it grow, expand, and develop organically. I’m very much the ­garden-variety writer.

And so the story kept getting bigger, both in my head and on paper. I fell short of the original 50K word goal by over 10K, but felt like I had a pretty solid start. By the end of that first NaNoWriMo, I knew that it was probably going to be multiple books, so I narrowed down what I wanted to include in Book I and started focusing on those story lines. The original story was to be two separate stories that converge at the end of Book I, with the main story focusing on the title protagonist, Queen Viarra, and the first year of her rise to power, while the background story focuses on Zahnia, the curse of her immortality, and her escape from her captors. In the original outline, Book I would end with our characters first meeting.

Even in the early stages, however, it was extremely difficult to reconcile the two stories. Viarra’s story was over twice the size of Zahnia’s and, for the most part, more exciting for my beta-readers. Zahnia’s scenes often felt like unwelcome interruptions, rather than interesting interludes, and were difficult to intersperse side-by-side with scenes happening in Viarra’s story. At some point in the process, I stopped trying to intersperse them and made Zahnia’s scenes separate chapters. While this worked better, there could be as many as four or five Viarra chapters between Zahnia chapters, and some of my readers pointed out that they sometimes had to go back and reread previous Zahnia chapters to understand what was happening in the latest chapter. I occasionally thought about taking Zahnia’s story out altogether and making it its own novel.

I made my ultimate decision on the matter in July of 2021 when I finally finished the first complete draft of The First Empress. The draft weighed in at over 206K words—which I knew was a lot, but I didn’t grasp the full size until one of my readers pointed out that in paperback format, that’s over eight-hundred pages! I decided almost immediately that the best option was to split them up into three books. Books I and II now deal entirely with the first year of Viarra’s rise to power, meeting Zahnia, her future chronicler, at the end of Book II. Book III is instead mostly about Zahnia’s origins, including her curse of immortality and her daring escape from the madmen who cursed her. This worked out wonderfully as it allowed me to break the revision process into smaller chunks instead of attempting to revise 800 pages in one go.

Though Zahnia isn’t physically present for Book I and only gets a single scene in Book II, I make sure she’s still present in spirit throughout both books. In homage to classic fantasy stories like Frank Herbert’s Dune or Isaac Asimov’s Foundation series, I include epigrams written by Zahnia at the beginning of each chapter. Additionally, all footnotes and appendices are also by her. Despite her unavoidable sidelining in what was supposed to be her origin story, Zahnia became something of an alter-ego for me, and I want readers to understand that she is still a foundational character in the series.

While brainstorming leading up to that first NaNoWriMo, I decided to put my studies of Ancient Greek history to use, basing the setting and culture on the late-Classical, early-Hellenic Aegean Sea and the surrounding regions. The culture, politics, and technology—both in how they begin and how they advance as the series progresses—are intended to feel similar to the cultural, political, and technological changes occurring in the wake of the Peloponnesian War through the rise of Kings Philip II and Alexander the Great and beyond. Indeed, Philip and to a lesser degree Alexander were both inspirations for Queen Viarraluca, my title heroine.

(That being said, I don’t tend to view any of my characters as being an equivalent of X figure from Greek history. I drew inspiration from many historical and fictional characters for my cast, but I don’t have a story-world equivalent of Socrates or Pericles or Leonidas or Sappho or Olympias or whoever.)

The setting, though, is less intended to feel historically accurate and more about feeling historically authentic. I’ll be the first to admit that I’m a hobbyist historian who hasn’t taken a history course since early in my undergrad studies. Thus, all of my reading and research is unguided, and I have no idea how well my understanding and analyses align with contemporary views. Ultimately, The First Empress is an ancient-world period-fantasy that’s inspired by rather than entirely representative of late-Classical Greece.

Throughout the process, I loved playing with the ancient-world world-building and found perverse enjoyment in taking pagan gods’ names in vain, portraying ancient inventions as new and exciting technology, and treating pants as an unusual and barbarian garment. But as a fantasy, I of course included plenty of embellishments. Sometimes world-building is brainstorming how an intelligent warrior queen and her officers would attempt to adapt a hoplite-centered army to fighting in forested terrain, generally considered unfavorable to phalanx warfare. Sometimes world-building is giving a society based on the Ancient Greeks access to tea, despite zero evidence that the Ancient Greeks had anything similar to tea, all because my warrior-queen protagonist seems like a tea-drinker.

I tried as well to include neighboring cultures inspired by those the Classical Greeks had contact with. The Tollesians are inspired by Classical Greece—the Empire Pellastor and its allies being akin to the Attic and Peloponnesian Greeks while the Hegemony of Andivel and their allies are more like the Ionian Greeks. The Illaran League was originally inspired by the Ancient Illyrians but evolved into more of an Illyrian/Macedonian hybrid. The Gan are inspired by the Gauls. The Venarri are Phoenician. The Artilans are Achaemenid-era Persian. The Kossôn are Achaemenid-era Egyptian. The Wattasu are inspired by Classical-era Nasamones. And the Verleki are largely inspired by the Ancient Scythians. I want to emphasize inspired by, as I’m not an expert on any of these ancient cultures. I have no illusions that I didn’t make mistakes or misinterpret things. I also eventually hope to include cultures inspired by the Samnites, Germanic tribes, Kushites, and possibly even cultures as distant as the Han and Mayans.

Experimenting with ancient-world cultures and in particular with ancient-world sexuality has been some of the most fun I’ve had writing. The Classical Greeks were an openly sexual culture, openly bisexual and often polyamorous. Rather than gloss over their sexuality like a coward, I chose to let my characters embrace it in the story. In doing so, I quickly decided that authors who only write monogamous, heterosexual relationships are missing out on all kinds of wonderful and fascinating relationship dynamics. Queen Viarra is a lesbian, and nearly all of the other characters fall somewhere on a pan- or bisexual spectrum. Zahnia, meanwhile, is asexual, as is one of Viarra’s ambassadors. I have a transgender hoplite officer, as well, and I have other characters in mind for future LGBT+ representation. As bisexuality was normal and even expected in Classical Greek culture, I try to treat it as something normal in my stories as well.

Though so far only one person has asked me why I’d include LGBT+ characters when I’m not LGBT myself, my answer to them and anyone else is that positive representation is important. Louie, my therapist, shared an anecdote during one of our sessions back in 2021 and gave me permission to share with readers. He was hosting some friends of his family for a few days, including his childhood friend who is a lesbian. His copy of my manuscript was lying around, and he started telling them about my lesbian title protagonist who’s also a strong ruler and a formidable warrior queen. His friend was very curious and asked smart questions about the character and story-world. Louie told me that she almost teary-eyed asked him to thank me for writing the characters as gay. She apparently was thrilled not only at the gay representation from the leading couple, but also at the bi representation from other characters.

When a gay woman in her late forties gets teary-eyed at the inclusion of a lesbian couple in a period-fantasy novel, I think it’s a sign that this kind of representation is absolutely necessary.

On the other hand, there were other aspects of Classical Greek culture that I wasn’t as keen about attempting to portray. The Greeks at the time were notoriously misogynist, for example. Much of Greek culture viewed women as property. Athens in particular had all kinds of laws restricting women, including a truly heinous law specifying that female slaves’ court testimonies were only valid if they testified under torture. I did away with a lot of that in my story-world. Scythians, Illyrians, Nubians, Sarmatians, Lusitanians, Suebi, Gauls: plenty of ancient cultures had traditions of skilled huntresses, warrior women, women pirates, influential queens and noblewomen, and successful businesswomen. Philip II of Macedon’s first wife was warrior queen, and he allowed their daughter and granddaughter to be trained in the same manner. That the Classical Greeks couldn’t get with the program is frankly their loss.

As this is my story-world and my tale to tell, I saw no particular reason to carry on that tradition. Queen Viarra isn’t the only powerful queen in the story, nor is she the only woman-warrior in hoplite’s panoply. Though a certain level of misogyny exists, it’s on the level of individual characters or communities, rather than a cultural norm.

Why?

Because it doesn’t have to be a norm! It’s fiction! Misogyny and sexism don’t have to be normal! Racism doesn’t have to be normal! Homophobia and transphobia don’t have to be normal! I shouldn’t have to create a hateful story in order to meet some mouth-breathing neoclassicist’s concept of historical accuracy. One of the best things I learned from reading Effie Calvin and Garrett Robinson’s novels is that truly excellent and inclusive stories with engaging characters, world-building, and conflicts can be created without some need to incorporate real-world prejudices. And when these prejudices do show up in The First Empress, I try to set them up as criticisms of ancient society, rather than something I lazily included for some pretense of “historical accuracy.”

At least three of my beta-readers compared The First Empress favorably to George RR Martin’s A Song of Ice and Fire series. (To paraphrase one of my Tumblr readers, any fantasy with historical inspiration and more politics than wizards will draw Game of Thrones comparisons.) Even so, not only would I never assume to be in the same league as an award-winning fantasy author whose stories have sold countless millions of copies and gotten their own popular television adaptation, I don’t feel like Martin’s goals as a storyteller are at all similar to mine. His stories seem to place the most emphasis on shocking readers—and he’s unparalleled at it! My goal is to give readers a lot to think about. Hopefully I pull that off well.Plus, if readers can handle A Song of Ice and Fire… I think The First Empress might seem a little mellow by comparison.

Thanks so much for your interest in my book, folks. I hope you find my story and characters entertaining, interesting, thought-provoking, or at the very least enjoyable to read. Thanks for reading and take care!

[munsons-maiden]

Hi, I’m desperately trying to find a writer to write something for Eddie x female reader, where reader is new to Hawkins, possibly Steve’s cousin or something. She moves there during the summer and get pulled into the scoops ahoy groups adventures) (so this takes place before season 4). She is shy when school begins and being a senior Chrissy takes her under her wing. Although reader isn’t really considered popular or apart of that group she accepts the friendship.

Enter mean Eddie. Maybe reader is the theater hand for the drama club and she stays at school late one night. That night happens to be when Hellfire takes place. Aggravated that the new girl is there he gets angry with her. Telling her off as she is just shocked and frightened (her past relationship was abusive so it triggers her fight or flight mode and she surely flies) Dustin, knowing who she is because she spent the summer with her cousin Steve and helped fight monsters, calls eddie out for being such a jerk.

Eddie tries to prove his point associating the reader with Chrissy’s friends having seen her sitting with them at lunch and having one class with her, he thinks she is a teachers pet because she actually does good academically . But Dustin puts him in his place.

So Eddie feels terrible and does his best to try and apologize. Once that finally happens, thus begins a beautiful friendship. To the point that reader stops sitting with the popular people at lunch and instead sits with the boys.

Eddie and reader become very close. She is quite and nerdy, but he is falling head over heels for her.

When Chrissy’s death ultimately happens she is with the gang when they find Eddie. Although sad about Chrissy she is stressed and worried about Eddie. When Dustin is telling Eddie about the history of Hawkins and the upside down he is looking at her like “wtf.” Reader offers to stay with Eddie that night. They break into Reefer Ricks house. She is trying to soothe him and trying to get him to get some sleep, and a shower… but before any of that he asks her while upset why she never said anything to him about the upside down. She explains that the government threatened them all to stay quiet and she didn’t want to get him involved because she loves and cares for him to much. With that confession they get romantically smutty. She is kind of scared because as I mentioned her ex was not nice to her and took advantage of her. But Eddie promises to never hurt her and is so very soft with her.

I’ve thought about this specific scenario when I try to go to sleep. I’m not very good with writing or else I would do something myself. But yeah that’s what I’ve got. If this idea gets your gears turning it could even be multiple parts with a fix it fic where Eddie is saved by the gang and reader and how reader helps him get back to better health.

Obviously if you aren’t feeling it, ain’t no thang! Just wanted to put this idea out there.

@thrutheburnout Hi, love! Thank you so much for trusting me with this to write it for you, and I'd LOVE to write this for you! 🖤

There's only one thing which is I don't write Eddie as mean - just revved up and brash and careless in the heat of the moment when he's feeling threatened or poked fun of like in the cafeteria scene. He wouldn't be mean mean, just feeling threatened and therefore lashing out - would that be okay?

If so, let me know and I'd love to write it for you🖤

And in the meantime until I can post it (I might need a while to get it done especially if it's gonna have multiple parts which I'm pretty sure it will), I got a completed series with similar plot points you could read if you like (here)🖤

[sweepseven]

The only thing I’ll thank this unseasonable warmth for is the early approach of the outdoor flying season! I just looked back on my 2022 trapeze goals and laughed aloud. I missed like every single one of them and yet had a blast of a flying year. To review...

2022

Actual stated goals:

Fix my takeoff once and for all. Finally getting this where it needs to be is going to improve literally every single other thing I do on that bar. No more bad habits. No more wasted sweeps back. I WILL have a clean, confident takeoff that reflects the quality of the rest of my flying. And when I do, it’s over for you hoes. (LOL, looks like you hoes live to see another day, because these still kinda suck. They did get marginally better though! The journey continues.)

Work remounts. Every. Single. Class. (Did it!! I feel so much better about these now. I still don’t relish them, but they’re consistent, confident, and stronger than ever.)

Make peace with my uprises. I’ve let one peel off the bar rattle me too much for too long. Uprise tricks can be my signature again if I quit treating them like a bitter pill and start treating them like what they are: something that sets me apart from many of the people I fly with. (Kind of did it but giving myself credit anyway. They’re still a bitter pill but they look way better than they did this time a year ago.)

Take my hocks salto out of lines again and keep it there. (Ha, no. They’re still good, I just put my focus elsewhere and I’m glad I did.)

Take my double out of lines. (Again, ha, no. Like with hocks saltos, my focus ended up being elsewhere. They’re looking quite good though, and catching them grows more and more frequent.)

Bonus goals:

Force-out turnaround?? (Saving this for this summer because I don’t trust my current lines pullers as much 🙃)

Front end uprise?? (I watched another flyer throw so many ridiculous and scary ones that I didn’t even want to be on board with her, much less throw them myself. Eesh.)

Find a new “for fun” trick now that hocks saltos have accidentally become real (Success!! Suicides!! My dream trick for more than ten years, even before I started flying, ever since I saw it in this exact trailer - 1:24 if you want your breath taken away. It’s simple, elegant, dangerous, and fucking scary. I adore it.)

More catch locks!!!! Let’s go!!!! 3+ after class whenever possible. (I did some! Not a ton! But some!)

Make uprise, cast off, half turn part of the warm up routine. And when I get there, with multiple uprises 😈 (Every time, baby. It is extremely gratifying to watch prior years’ workouts become my warm-up.)

Shit I ended up doing without thinking: 

Tried aerial cradle, the first and only thing I think I could love more than flying trapeze. It’s a good thing I can’t train it here or else it would derail my entire life.

Tried bungee trapeze. It was the most physically challenging thing I’ve done in years and I adored it.

Threw some genuinely good double pikes.

Trained with two of the best trapeze artists in the entire world.

And for 2023...

Fix my takeoff. Again. Always. Forever.

Force-out turnaround

Double out of lines

Hocks salto back out of lines

Make my suicides bigger, scarier, and dramatic as hell

Replace uprise/cast off/half-turn warmup swing with uprise/cast off/suicide 😈

Make more new trapeze friends ❤️

[quoteablebooks]

Genre: Fiction, Fantasy, Romance, New Adult

Rating: 2 out of 5

Trigger Warning: Death, Sexual Content, Violence, Death of parent, War, Bullying

Summary: Twenty-year-old Violet Sorrengail was supposed to enter the Scribe Quadrant, living a quiet life among books and history. Now, the commanding general—also known as her tough-as-talons mother—has ordered Violet to join the hundreds of candidates striving to become the elite of Navarre: dragon riders. But when you’re smaller than everyone else and your body is brittle, death is only a heartbeat away... because dragons don’t bond to “fragile” humans. They incinerate them. With fewer dragons willing to bond than cadets, most would kill Violet to better their own chances of success. The rest would kill her just for being her mother’s daughter—like Xaden Riorson, the most powerful and ruthless wingleader in the Riders Quadrant. She’ll need every edge her wits can give her just to see the next sunrise. Yet, with every day that passes, the war outside grows more deadly, the kingdom's protective wards are failing, and the death toll continues to rise. Even worse, Violet begins to suspect leadership is hiding a terrible secret. Friends, enemies, lovers. Everyone at Basgiath War College has an agenda—because once you enter, there are only two ways out: graduate or die. .

*Opinions*

Listen, I know that so many people love this book and it is currently the hot read of the summer. I am happy that this world and these characters pulled people in and wouldn’t let them go. I am happy that Rebecca Yaros has found so much success and wish her the best. But, y’all, this book is not good. Now, it isn’t rage-inducingly bad like some books that I’ve read, but I am absolutely baffled that this book has such a high rating. This is going to be a critical review, so if you can’t handle that please continue on your way and have a lovely day. Let's start with the most basic thing that I had a problem with, the language that is used in this novel. Romantic Fantasy can be whatever it wants, but the language that was used in this novel pulled on so much modern-day slang that it pulled me out of the story again and again. The one that stood out to me was something “for the win, I guess”. In a fantasy novel that has dragons on a completely different planet, we are using “for the win”? That just doesn’t work for me. If I had to read about Violet’s head “tingling” one more time when Xaden was near I was going to start taking shots. Also, it felt as if Yaros just used the word “fuck” because she felt like it would make the novel seem more adult and not because it actually fits the story beat that was happening or what was being said by the characters. I have nothing against swearing, but just saying “fuck” for the hell of it seemed really juvenile and not conveying anger or even enhance whatever was happening in the scene. I quite frankly cannot call this “enemies to lovers” since Xaden mentioned, numerous times, that she was not his enemy and he did not want to kill her. Violet just refuses to believe that even though he could have killed her, literally multiple times, and she even thinks that, but still he has to want to kill her because…drama I guess. Xaden never does anything to harm her, even before she is bonded to his dragon's mate, and while she is agnostic toward him, he never does anything to her. In fact, I can almost guarantee you that in the next book, the character revealed at the end of the book will have talked about Violet a lot so he will have “loved her before he even knew her”. I can almost call it because this book is so damn predictable. Also, even when Violet is supposed to hate the big bad son of the traitor, all she talks about is how hot he is, constantly, all the time. The way that this man is objectified throughout most of the novel is actually kind of uncomfortable. He could have had “love interest” on his forehead in Sharpie and it would have been more subtle. Speaking of things that were supposed to be a thing and weren’t shown in the writing, the belief that Dain was going to be anything but a pain in the ass. We get all these words about how he is her best friend and he knew her better than anyone, which is seen nowhere in their actual conversations. Dain does nothing in this novel but yells at her, constantly, about everything. He is never her friend let alone an option for a love interest. I never trusted this man and therefore nothing he does in this novel was surprising or like “Oh my god, how could he.” He could because he is awful and has been the whole time, keep up. Violet was a possession, not a person, and he was mad that someone might break his toy. His dialogue was annoying, he was annoying, and Xaden was right to say that she gave him so many chances when he was being an ass constantly. I thought every character in this novel was rather flat, even Violet and Xaden are not super flushed out until the last five chapters. I did not care when anyone died because they were just names who we got a couple of facts about right before they were slaughtered. In fact, let’s talk about the cardboard cutout of a villain that is Jack Barlow. He was so god damn ridiculously evil and shitty that I couldn’t take him seriously. This man is just murdering people left, right, and center for no reason and there is no motivation other than “hating the weak.” Seriously? That is his motivation? I never thought that he would kill VIolet, not because she was the main character, but because he was such a not character that it wouldn’t make narrative sense. Then again, there is a lot in this novel that doesn’t make narrative sense. The only characters who had a good bit of personality are the dragons. Tairn and Andarna had a lot of personality in the little amount of dialogue we got from them and they were the best part of this book honestly. Once they entered the novel it got a lot better. I am not going to talk about disability representation as I am not disabled. I will say that Violet’s insistence on attempting to ride on her own even though there is no way that her body would be able to was slightly frustrating as a story beat. The story's reason is that Tarin would not be able to channel his full power if he is keeping her seat, but then she also pushes against the saddle because “everyone will know I can’t keep my seat”. Babe, you have been falling multiple times every flying session, if they didn’t see it they would have heard about it by now. I am not saying anything about disabled people feeling like they have to prove they can do what other people can, but that statement that “everyone will know” is what got me. They already know. There are multiple times throughout the novel that Violet does this, not just about her disability, when she says “I don’t want everyone to know x” but has done x in front of everyone multiple times at this point. Like, what? Speaking of “not wanting everyone to know”, neither she nor Xaden are subtle about anything in their entire relationship. She calls him by his first name, her COMMANDING OFFICER IN WAR COLLEGE, and no one calls her out about it. She regularly flips him off for everyone to see, HER COMMANDING OFFICER and no one says anything about it. They spare in front of everyone and he lays on her and whispers in her ear for an uncomfortable amount of time. Yet, they both act like they are keeping their feelings secret from everyone. It makes less than no sense. It was as if they thought everyone was blind and no one would know that she was getting special treatment while obviously getting special treatment constantly. Now, let’s talk about the romance and the weirdly timed sex scenes. Xaden doesn’t change his behaviors at all, it is Violet who changes her opinion about him even though he doesn’t change anything he is doing at all. Also, MULTIPLE TIMES, Xaden warns Violet that he is keeping secrets and he can’t tell her everything and then she gets pissed when she finds out he was keeping secrets and didn’t tell her everything? Like, that scene could have still played out the same way given what he was lying about, but the whole “I am so hurt because you lied to me and I opened my heart and you didn’t.” He basically told you he wasn’t completely open to you, you didn’t listen, like you didn’t for most of the novel, Violet. That’s on you. I can guarantee that she is going to be pissed at him in the second novel for keeping the individual we meet at the end secret from her and it’s going to be so damn annoying. Let’s not even talk about the fact they say “I love you” during sex. Please, spare me. Then, the kissing and sex scenes all come at the most ridiculous times. I might be able to forgive the dragon bond sex makeout scene because I do think that the between-the-lines reading is that the dragons are attempting to get them together and so they left the channel open. However, suddenly being hot and heavy making out when a moment ago Violet was so worried about her sister's life that she had to be physically carried away? Excuse me? Multiple times she is upset or angry and then suddenly she and Xaden are kissing and that’s all that matters and I have to listen to how they are playing tonsil hockey for a couple of pages. Seriously what was with all the frenching? The poor timing of these scenes makes Violet seem extremely fickle and selfish when most of her arc is about how she is attempting to be a good person in a college that does not reward that. Also, while Violet has been training to strengthen herself throughout the novel, she still has to wrap her knees and her shoulders for long flights, yet she can have sex that breaks MULTIPLE pieces of furniture and doesn’t hurt any part of her body? Like They have sex SO HARD that the ARMOR BREAKS but she doesn’t pull or hurt anything? Again, I don’t have a disability, but given everything we were shown in the story, it was almost comical in a bad way. Don’t get me started on the fact she throws lightning around when she orgasms because… I am going to stop here because I could probably write another 1500 words about the issues I have with this novel. That being said, I have read worse and probably will get the second one from the library when it comes out. I am so happy that I didn’t buy this novel and I will not be rereading this before the next novel comes out. I am pretty sure I can remember the plot of this novel as it all happens in the last six chapters for the most part. I am giving this 1.5 stars rounded up to two because this wasn’t good, but it was compulsively readable and I guess I can see why others might like it.

[ephemeratal]

Dear past and future Charlie,

You almost perfectly predicted our summer in Italy. We did everything you set out to do and then some. My world is much bigger now.

Unfortunately, Palestine is still not free. Three weeks from now marks one year since the genocide began. An international day of action has been planned. Unfortunately it means I’ll be spending the day in Times Square, but I’ll be surrounded by comrades.

I think I need to work on letting go of my need to label myself. I keep trying to decide if I’m a socialist or an anarchist, a pagan, a Catholic, or agnostic, etc. I even had a moment the other day where I questioned my gender. I keep trying to fit myself into boxes when I should be focused on accepting myself as complex and capable of being multiple things at once.

Grandpa Jeff has had lung cancer since June. Tonight I got a call from mom. Everyone is at the hospital. I feel helpless being so far away. I hope my mom has good news soon. If not, I might be flying home to say goodbye this semester. His will be the first major death that has touched my life. I don’t understand why it had to be him. He’s so young. I made him laugh while we were on the phone tonight. It’s a good laugh. I hope I don’t forget the sound.

I can’t be with that side of my family right now, but I’ve been visiting Colby, Robyn, and Lyla more often. Lyla just turned 3! This week I went to watch my first Liverpool match with Colby. I’m glad I have family nearby.

Also, Liam isn’t getting sent back to England! He’s here to stay, and I’m very happy about it. It would’ve sucked to lose someone whose company I’ve grown so fond of. I think I might take him to watch a Liverpool match when he’s back from Tokyo. Although I am hesitant because A) that would mean introducing him to family, even if it is only Colby and B) Liam’s a Man City fan.

On Thursday I’m seeing Kneecap in concert with Max (one of our new friends from Florence—they’re cool)! I’m so fucking excited. I’ve seen the film 4 times now. I love having a new special interest. I’ve been trying to teach myself Gaeilge for 2 months now. I think I’m going to start looking into spending next summer studying in Dublin.

Things are looking up despite it all. You’ve only gotten happier. The wounds he left you with are getting smaller. We’re starting to actually move on. The bitterness is slowly leaving our body.

I’m so proud of us.

Slán go fóill,

Charlie

[henry7931]

Part II

Weird Form of Bounding

Chris:

When my son Nathan asked me if we could swap heads, I did initially found it to be a strange request.

But I’ve noticed some changes in him since he’s put his head on my shoulders. He’s more active, goes to the gym regularly, and has started to go out more with his friends.

I guess my body has given him some new found confidence. Although, I don’t know why. I’m enjoying having his body!

I’m taller, my chest is wider, and if he’s lucky I may get him a six pack before switching heads back.

Really the only downside is all of the hormones of having a 19 year old body. I jerk off at least 4 times a day, it’s such a distraction from getting anything done. But what else am I going to do? Walk around in my sons with a boner??

Plus, his manhood is very well endowed if you catch my drift. I don’t know who he got it from but boy is that thing long!

Anyways, I think I may have to take a break from our bounding time to go beat one out.

“Dad, where are you going?” My son says to me as I start to walk away.

“Oh sorry, I gotta take care of something.”

I felt my boner getting harder between his legs. Nathan looks down and smiles.

“You’re about to go jerk off aren’t you?”

“What?!? No way!!”

“Dad it’s okay, I’d get boners just from a breeze blowing by. I hope you know I have no issues with you enjoying my body like that. I know I’ve had my fun with your equipment, so has some of my friends haha.”

“WHAT?!?”

“Oh whoops! Wasn’t supposed to say that…”

Shopping with My Nephew

Alex:

“Thanks Uncle Alex for swapping heads with me, it’s always hard trying to get an idea of how cloths look on my body, this made it so much easier!”

“Anytime buddy!”

I grin at my handsome nephew whose head is attached to my shorter body.

“You ready to head back?” I asked him.

“Yeah but can we stay swapped a little longer? It’s kinda cool having your body on.”

“Sure bud!”

Gosh, this is awful to say but I’m so happy he wants to stay like this even longer. My nephew has a handsome body and between stripping down in multiple dressing rooms— I’m dying to jerk off with his 18 year old cock.

“Thanks Uncle Alex” he says wrapping my former arm around me.

We smile for a quick photo before heading out.

Once home I immediately tell him that I’m going to take a nap which he says he’s doing the same.

I go lay down in bed and started feeling around my nephews body.

But all of the sudden, all I hear in the background is a faint voice saying, “God Uncle Alex’s cock feels so good.”

Oh shit! Looks like both of us had the same idea.

Mr. Bryant’s A Mad Scientist

Ayden:

I’m trying to make the best out of this summer but it’s really hard. Especially given my circumstances…

Right before gradation, my teacher Mr. Bryant and I got caught up in a weird lab accident. Now I’m stuck with his body from the neck down!

Now I’m living at his house having to keep up with his yard and stuff until they get that device fixed. It could even take up to 2 more months. Ugh.. this is not how I wanted to start college.

Although some things have been kinda nice I guess. Now I can drink beer which is cool I guess?

I try not to over work his body too much since it gets so sore so easily. Plus, I don’t have to do my annoying summer job.

Now Mr. Bryant’s body isn’t too bad. He’s fit for his age and I’m much taller than my old body. I think what I like the most about it is his big manly feet and his super hairy legs!

I’ve always had a thing for feet especially older guys feet. I remember staying at my friend Steven’s house and seeing his dad’s feet for the first time and it was kind of a sexual awakening for me.

But with Mr. Bryant’s it’s like a different level of attraction because I now control them.

I’ll spend hours wearing his dockers with no socks just to stink them up. And when it comes time to relax, I just let the smell of his feet fill up the room.

Then I’ll head to the bathroom and strip down to nothing but his underwear.

It’s so strange seeing my small head on top of his big body. But like I said, I’m trying to make the most of this summer.

So if that means my form of happiness this summer is to spend it jerking off and sniffing my teachers toes… then that’s fine with me!

I do wonder how he’s doing with my body…

Mr. Bryant

Part of my plan is complete, I have successfully taken Ayden’s body. But I still have my head! Luckily everyone around seems to think this is an ‘accident.’

Now I’m on to plan B, how to swap our heads back to the proper bodies but have our minds transfer to the other head. I’ve given myself enough time to prep for it but it doesn’t help that I have to do his little life guard job.

You see the second I saw Ayden, I knew his body was the one for me. It started when I first saw his beautiful feet in a pair of sandals.

I knew he was handsome before but when I saw that he has these perfect toes…

Now every day I get to sit back and stare at them. Just look at his feet, his chest, hell he even has a beautiful cock.

Now I just need to get his beautiful face!

*Two weeks later*

I’ve figured out my plan! It’s took some time but now I need to get Ayden back to the lab with my new head…

Part. 2?

TF NBM/Head Swap Shorts I

Personal Trainer

Zach:

I think most people really push to meet their personal body goals but it takes a lot of motivation. My client Bradley puts in the work but I know sometimes it can be exhausting especially after a long day. That’s why I offer my customer’s a once a week head swap where I let them have my body for a day while I work out with theirs.

I actually really enjoy having Bradley’s body, he’s exactly my type! Thick and hairy. So it’s an extra bonus that I can work out naked since Bradley’s not here.

I even reward myself with a jerk session using Bradley’s thick cock. God this fury chest and these stinky pits… I’ve been working hard.

I run Bradley’s fingers over his sweaty hairy balls and bring them up to my noise.

“Yep… it’s time to have some fun now!”

I get up go over to Bradley’s bed and start sniffing his big smelly hairy feet. God, I sometimes just look forward to this all week.

I lay back and start jerking his meat.

I look over at the clock and notice the time. I still have 2 hours.

Hell, I could get loads done in that time! Woohoo!!

Bradley:

God I love my personal trainer, I don’t even give a shit about the work out. I just love that once a week, I get to have his body for a whole day.

I love exploring every inch of him. His nice bubbly ass, his thick cock, the muscles, oh I can’t forget about his big sexy feet!

I’m so glad that I really don’t need to do anything when we swap heads. Zach thinks that I work remote from his home but I haven’t told him that my day off is the same day we swap.

I’m just glad that I can send my entire day playing with his cock. I’ll spend hours stroking it and edging it. When I’m ready for it to bust, I’ll pull my head off and plant my mouth right on it.

It’s the best feeling, using your own head like a toy. And I get to swallow all of Zach’s load.

Hmmm I wonder if we would be open to swap for more than one day….

Roommate’s Condition

Mitchell

My roommate and one of my best friends Felix was recently diagnosed with a special condition where his body parts uncontrollably become detached.

Most of the time, it’s just his head separating body and it will wonder around our place. Sometimes it’s just his lower half of his body. Every now and then I’ll find his hand or his foot lying around on the floor.

I feel bad for him since he can’t really help it.

It’s been over a month since his diagnosis and I think he’s starting to accept it since they don’t have any kind of cure.

But one day he said something to me that I wasn’t ever expecting.

“Mitch, I know you’re gay and single. You’ve done a lot for me. I want to offer you something. You’re more than welcome to use my body parts to explore and enjoy. Just not my head lol”

I was stunned by his words, I knew Felix was straight so I could never imagined him making such a crazy offer.

So the first time I took him up on his offer was after I came home from a party just a little bit tipsy. I went to take a piss when I saw his lower half stuck in the shower. They must have fallen in at some point and I knew Felix was already asleep.

So I pick up his lower half and started to take them back to his room.

But I looked down at Felix’s sexy legs and feet…

I could feel a nervous excitement rush through me.

I turned to my room with his lower half and laid it down on my bed.

I took his feet into my hands and smelled them. I could feel his toes wiggling in excitement on my cheeks. I ran my tongue up and down his soles…

I was so turned on that I couldn’t help myself. I unbuttoned his pants and pulled them off along with his briefs.

I held his briefs in hands taking a huge whiff….

I looked down at Felix’s hairy balls and semi hard cock.

I start to toy with some until it was standing rock hard and leaking out a bit.

I reached into my drawer and pulled out my lube. I run it over his hairy hole and start gingerly inserting my fingers into it. It’s so tight…

Once I knew it loose enough, I pulled off my pants and started inserting my dick into it.

It’s so much easier getting it into him with an upper half. I positioned him to where I’m laying down and it’s on top of me.

I start showing it by guiding his hips on how to ride my dick.

Soon Felix’s lower half was becoming a pro at bottoming.

It felt so good! I would toy with his dick while letting his legs and butt do all of the work.

It started to most faster and I kept up with his speed on his dick. Started yanking at it and hurt a popping noise. His was now detached in my hands.

So I started sucking it back and forth like a lollipop.

I could feel myself getting so close!

I started to cum inside of him and what was so crazy was that his dick started to squirt in my mouth all at the same time!

I stuck his wet dick back into place and turned his ass around only see my cum leaking out.

I cleaned it up before bed and brought it back with me to cuddle with in bed.

Weeks later of hooking up, Felix’s body goes to bed with me every night knowing I’m going to get it off at night. I think his body not only enjoys the sex but also likes the companionship. And I do too.

Maybe one day his head will join us but for right now, I just love having his body with me!

Uncle Franks Out of Town, But His Body Isn’t!

Caleb:

God I love it when Uncle Frank gets me to watch his body for him.

He does this weird job where he had to wear certain bodies for it. He can’t tell me too much about it.

Although, I couldn’t care less! Because now I have an entire week where I can wear his body as my own.

Uncle Frank is about 6,2’, muscular, and has an ungodly size cock. You see how big his feet are?

Yeah, imagine what his dick looks like…

This time I started my morning off lying in his California sized king bed butt ass naked. It’s so comfy, I hardly want to move.

Then I fondled with his morning wood until I’m so close to cumming…

That’s when I got a very evil idea. I went to guest bedroom and picked up my 19 year old, petite body and brought it into his room with me.

My body was naked and covered in dry cum (mainly from the fun I had last night fulling around with uncle franks headless body) . I carried it back to his room where I placed it bed with me.

I positioned body to where my ass was easily accessible and started to lick my clean hole.

Once good and wet, I carefully inserted uncle Franks massive dick into it. But I only went half way scared I’d hurt myself.

I began thrusting which became kinda hard to do.

That’s when I got another idea, I pulled out of myself and repositioned my body.

I had both of my soft smooth feet in uncle Frank’s manly hands.

I spit on both of them and cupped them around his dick.

The softness of my soles felt soooo good on his dick.

I was turned on that could only last a few minutes before squirting loads of cum all over them.

Afterwards, I carried my body to the bathtub and started the water to let it soak.

I immediately had to piss but uncle franks dick was still so hard.

So I sat down on the toilet and peed, I can’t help but be so obsessed with my Uncle’s hairy legs and feet. They’re just so big and powerful.

I walked back over after my piss to my body, I noticed my cock was throbbing still from thrusting into my hole so I figured I’d help it out a bit. I jerked my body off and licked all of the excess cum off of uncle franks fingers.

God my morning has already started out great!

I walked back to franks room and saw my phone going off.

It’s my friend Jeremy FaceTiming me. I answered it not thinking about the fact that I still had my uncles body on.

“Dude… wait what the hell?”

“What?” I say back still not realizing.

“Caleb, whose body do you have on?”

Oh shit!

“Oh it’s um, well it’s my uncle franks.”

“You’re hot uncle???”

I rolled my eyes at the camera.

“I’m coming over now!”

Jeremy seemed so excited to come see my uncles body. Jeremy’s a good looking guy and I wouldn’t mind fooling around with him some time.

I wonder if he’d be open to it with uncle franks body on 😜