#I didn’t even file my nail beds so idk why they hurt so much

[likedaylighht]

Painted my nails last night before I went to sleep and must have done a poor job curing the gel bc my thumbs hurt :)

[ultimately-mediocre]

hewwo, could you please write fluff for uhhhhhh nagito ig? idk i just want to make a request :) maybe a date at the fair or smth?

ty for sending in a request! and I’m always a sucker for Nagito so ty for that too hfhfhf I did end up diverging a bit from the date idea so lemme know if you’d like me to try again! Hope ya like it!

*Note: this is probably a bit canon divergent as it involves the 4th island but Nagito hasn’t yet received the monokuma files. Or you can just imagine it takes place in the Island Mode if you prefer :)

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Nagito x Reader Fluff -

Your feet hit the ground faster than your mind could keep up with. You needed to get to Nagito’s cottage as fast as possible, the idea of wasting time made your stomach churn.

He was supposed to have met you at Nezumi Castle nearly an hour ago now. The two of you were planning on exploring the new island together, but he had never shown.

You didn’t want to think about why he hadn’t shown up, especially not with the way things were on the island. The only thing you could do to keep those worries at bay was focus on the sound of your feet hitting the wooden deck beneath you, and silently pray that you wouldn’t hear an announcement ring out.

Knocking was the last thing on your mind as you finally reached his door, pushing it open as fast as you could manage. Your eyes darted around the room frantically. Everything in you was prepared to scream for help at the first sign of trouble, until you found him. And you finally let yourself stop.

He was sat down on the floor, his back against the wall near his bed, with his legs drawn in close to his chest. He looked like he’d been snapped out of a daze by the sound of the door slamming open. He stared up at you with startled eyes while you caught your breath in the doorway.

“Why are-“

“Thank god you’re alright.” You cut his question off, closing the door behind you as you moved to go sit in front of him.

“I was worried sick, I had no idea where you were, I had no idea if you were even....,” you trailed off for a moment, not wanting to admit the fears you had. Saying them made the weight of them too real.

“I’m just glad you’re okay.”

He furrowed his brow slightly, looking a bit lost as to why you seemed so distressed.

“Why wouldn’t I be- oh,” realization hit him quickly, and his eyes shot over to the clock on the wall, he had lost track of time.

“I’m so sorry I... I didn’t mean to keep you waiting like that,” his apology came out frantically, like he was worried you’d leave before he could get it out.

“You shouldn’t have even come to check on me. For scum like me to leave someone like you waiting.... and after you were nice enough to give me your time in the first place? All because I was too wrapped up in my own self pity. How disgusting. I don’t-“

You cut him off again, not wanting to let him get too far into a self loathing spiral. You frowned slightly, and reached a hand up to place it on the side of his face, gently brushing aside the hair that had fallen into his eyes as you did so. Your thumb rubbed his cheek softly in an attempt to calm him.

“Not scum.” You stated simply, something you made point to remind him anytime he got like this.

He froze for a moment, consistently caught off guard by the affection, no matter how many times you had given it before.

He closed his eyes, allowing himself the privilege of leaning into your touch and smiling softly.

“....Not scum.” He repeated the affirmation back to you after a few seconds of hesitation.

It was small grounding technique the two of you had come to use often in these situations. It didn’t always work, but the reassurance was still nice.

“I am sorry though. I didn’t mean to make you worry.” He mumbled, opening his eyes to look at you again.

“It’s alright.” You used your hand to push the remaining hair out of his face, and moved to sit beside him with your back against the wall.

“Right now I’m more focused on whatever was stressing you out so much it made you lose track of time.”

Nagito sighed as you rested your head on top of his shoulder, looking down at you nervously. It was like he was worried if he told you, you’d pop out of existence.

“It’s just... things have been good lately. You’ve been so kind to me, even though I don’t deserve it. You make me... happy. And I can’t help but think about how lucky I am that you even care about someone like me.”

He paused for a moment. Seemingly unaware at how much you had begun to blush hearing him say that, as he hugged his knees closer to his chest.

“And knowing how lucky I am... it just makes me know how much it’s going to hurt when that luck turns. Even if I know eventually something beautiful will come of it... the idea of seeing you in such despair is.... unnerving.”

He met your eyes nervously, worried he was upsetting you.

You gave him a small nod, encouraging him to go on, so he did.

“When you asked me to come with you to the new island today I couldn’t help but think of all the ways it could go wrong.”

You noticed him picking at his nails nervously, and reached down to lace your fingers between his.

“I’m not going to leave you Nagito. I promise.”

You gave his hand a gentle squeeze to distract him as you spoke.

“Your luck isn’t the thing that’s making me stay with you. I’m here because I care about you. I made that choice myself, and I can handle whatever consequences that come because of it.”

He frowned a bit, and lowered his head to rest it on yours.

“But you don’t know that. The possibilities of something going wrong are endless. You shouldn’t have to suffer, not because of me. There’s nothing to be gained from that.”

You sighed softly, you knew he was trying. He didn’t mean to be contradictory, he just needed things to make sense. Nagito’s mind worked off of rationalizations, and you knew his lack of coherence when it came to you worried him.

You moved your head up, and he followed suit. The two of you shifted so you could look each other in the eyes.

“You’re right,” you started gently, “there are endless ways that things could go wrong. But that just means there’s endless ways that they could go right, too.”

You leaned your forehead against his as he thought.

“And I’ve decided that whichever cards we end up being dealt, I won’t regret having chosen you.”

He pressed his forehead further against yours, as if he was trying to share his thoughts with you that way.

“But what if-“

“No what if’s.” You shook your head slightly.

“No hypotheticals. Not right now. We’re safe right now. We can be happy right now. And there’s a chance we always will be.”

He furrowed his brow, trying his best to understand how you could be so casual about this.

He had expected you to be more upset. He had expected to be the one trying to comfort you, though he didn’t expect to be good at it.

You moved to hold his face with both of your hands, and rubbed your thumbs gently over his cheeks once again.

“Don’t worry too much Nagito.”

You pressed a soft kiss onto his forehead.

“Just remember how good things can be. Just have hope.”

He smiled at your words, and lifted his head to kiss your forehead in return.

“Of course.” He said simply, before gently pulling you onto his lap and into a tight hug.

[im-actually-ok]

Fangs

Chapter one

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Fandom: Sanders Sides

Ships: Platonic DLAMPR

Word Count: 2276

Genre: Semi angst? Not really, uh hurt comfort? It's not fluff exactly but idk what to put here.

Warnings: Fangs, very slight body horror(the fangs), food, sleep deprivation (i think that’s it but if i missed anything please let me know so i can add it, thank you!!!)

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“Experiment 4379, fangs,” Logan spoke into his audio recorder, holding it inches from his mouth as he did, “It has been proven that sides can alter their appearance completely to replicate others, I wish to see if a side could alter smaller traits of oneself. Today I shall try to alter my appearance in a minor way to test my theory, to test said theory I will attempt to give myself fangs because, as Remus has said, they are ‘dope as hell’,” he let go of the small button, pausing the recording for a moment to let out a small breath of, “here we go.”

He turned to cross the room to the small square mirror on the wall. He opened his mouth, moving one hand to prod at a tooth for a moment before closing his mouth and squeezing his eyes shut. He had only changed his appearance twice, both for one of Thomas’s videos, but he had never tried to change simply one thing and not on his own, he had had enough trouble returning to human form after the whole puppet thing.

He imagined the fangs in his mind. The sharpened teeth, similar to that of a wolf’s teeth but structured to fit inside a human mouth. He stumbled a little, catching himself on the desk under him. He was always a bit winded after changing, it took quite a bit of energy but while Thomas was recording he did a pretty good job of hiding it. Wait, does that mean it worked?

He stood up quickly, looking in the mirror once more, opening his mouth again and letting out a soft, breathed, happy laugh when he saw the sharp teeth between his parted lips. He moved a hand to prod at a tooth once more but quickly retracted his hand with a small hiss of pain. He saw a small bead of blood on his finger and watched it roll down to his hand. God, he had made these things really sharp, hadn't he?

He picked up his recorder, “experiment 4379 is a success! I was able to replace my teeth with a set of fangs quite easily, though it did take a bit more effort to pinpoint a specific trait, this should make future experiments much easier seeing as I will not have to beg Roman or Remus to take me to the imagination. I will have to conduct more experiments with the fangs later but for now I am going to retire, creating said fangs took quite a bit out of me. Not to self: figure out a way to maintain energy after a transformation. Now all I have to do is transform back which should not be a problem,” he let go of the small button, setting the recorder on the desk again before looking in the mirror once more, admiring his work before closing his eyes again. He imagined his regular old human teeth, focusing on it to try and shift his appearance once more.

He didn't feel anything though. He didn’t feel the usual exhaustion or small tingling sensation. He opened his eyes once more, opening his mouth to find the fangs. Hm. Odd.

He closed his eyes again, his hands gripping the edges of the desk as he squeezed them shut as hard as he could, focusing hard on the image in his mind. He focused on every small detail of the set of human teeth he imagined, trying to will them into existence. But when he opened his eyes once more he was met with the same sight.

Okay. This might be a problem.

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Logan had tried everything. After an hour of trying to change his teeth back, he finally decided to try and find-- alternate methods. He tried to file them down with one of Roman’s nail files and when it didn’t he used the metal one he used for his work. It did nothing. He was starting to get worried and ended up trying to chew on a rock. The rock broke. He had definitely done something wrong because these were not normal fangs. He was getting desperate. Logan eventually got to the point where he simply tried to pull them out but they would not budge.

God, what would everyone think if they saw? Not only was he now a freak, but he had failed to get himself out of a predicament he had caused due to his foolish curiosity. No. No they could not see, he would not let them.

He stayed in his room for days on end, running on only coffee and crofters though the organic fruit spread was hard to eat with his sharpened teeth. He continued to try different things, trying to find some sort of way to fix this but all of his attempts had failed.

He was currently lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling with a sigh. His hair was ruffled from running his hands through it and his tie that was simply draped around his shoulders. He took off his glasses to rub his eyes, letting his hand hold them loosely as it hung over the side of the bed.

Then he heard a knock.

He shot up in bed, eyes flying open as he opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. He cleared his throat and called out a small, “who is it?” with a voice crack that made him inwardly wince.

“Uh, hey Lo! It’s Patton! Could ya open the door?” Patton asked, his voice hesitant.

“I’m-- I’m a bit tied up at the moment, Patton. Do you need something?” Logan lied, standing and moving across the room, placing his glasses on the bridge of his nose and pushing them up.

“Come on, Pocket Protector, I can hear you moving around in there,” He heard Roman call. Wait, Roman?

“Roman? You are here as well?” Logan asked, turning to face the closed door from across the room.

“Yeah, we’re all here, Lo,” Virgil said, “Well, most of us. Remus is kinda headless in the imagination but he would be here if he could be.”

So they were all there? Why? “I apologize but I cannot come to the door right now, if you have a concern you can tell me here or you could wait until I am done, if you would like.”

“Of course I’m concerned, you’ve been in your room forever,” Patton said softly

“Patton, I have been in here for a few days, you know I have a lot of work, this is not the first time I have done this so you should not be concerned,” He said plainly, sitting on the edge of his desk.

“Logan you’ve been in there for a week now,” Janus said with a tad of force in his voice that made Logan choke on air.

A week?! How could he let himself lose track of time like that?! He ran a hand through his hair once again in a slight panic. What was he supposed to do? What was he supposed to tell them!?

“Lo? Buddy? You still there?” Pat asked, moving a bit closer to the door until he was inches away.

“I-- yeah,” he moved to open the door, moving a hand to hover near his mouth as he pulled it open.

Patton gave a small gasp and Virgil winced back at the sight of Logan, Janus simply gave Logan an up and down as he surveyed how terrible Logan looked and Roman just said, “Holy hell, what happened to you?”

“I have been-- busy,” he said, covering his mouth slightly to ensure no one saw, “But I almost finished and I will be back to normal shortly, I promise.”

Patton noticed the way Logan had covered his mouth, but he didn’t question it. He sighed and nodded, “yeah, ok, just-- get some sleep tonight, ok?”

Logan nodded, “I assure you, I will.”

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He did not. He was up all night again. He stood in the mirror, tying the tie around his neck and pulling it up around his neck tightly before combing his hair and straightening out his shirt.

He opened his mouth again, brushing over one of the fangs lightly, as to not cut himself again. He sighed, moving to tuck a pack of flashcards into his back pocket before making his way to the door. He let himself take in a deep breath before opening the door and entering the hall. Here we go.

He moved down the hall and down the stairs where he was met with a beaming Patton, “Morning, Logan! It's nice to see you out of your room!” he said with a small relieved huff.

Logan smiled with a closed mouth and whipped out a flash card that read ‘whatup dawg?’ and held it out to Patton.

Patton looked momentarily confused but simply let out a soft chuckle before saying, “I dunno, what is up with you?-- dawg?” in a quite awkward and choppy manner.

Logan simply nodded and shrugged before moving on, past the living room into the kitchen. Patton watched him as he did with a curious look, Logan was never this quiet, was something wrong?

Logan moved to the fridge, pulling it open and searching through it and letting out a small annoyed huff when he couldn’t find his--

“Looking for this, Microsoft Turd?” Roman asked with a laugh, holding up Logan’s jar of Crofter’s Organic.

Logan shot Roman a look as he closed the fridge, pulling out a flash card that said ‘that’s not very gucci of you’ and flipping it over to reveal the other side that said ‘Throw that back my way’.

Roman laughed, “Wow, prepared today, aren’t we?” and then he simply waited for Logan to respond, but his coy mocking smile fell a little as Logan continued to simply stare at him with annoyed eyes. Roman frowned a little under Logan’s gaze, waiting for him to say something, anything, “Geez, teach, sorry, didn’t mean to press your buttons,” he said awkwardly, not exactly sure how to feel, “uh- here, you can have this back,” Roman tossed the jar at Logan. Bad idea.

Logan was surprised and stumbled to try and catch it, but he had never been the best at catching anything, so it was no surprise when it slipped through his fingers and smashed on the ground.

Roman gasped a little and instantly started uttering small apologies, he just wanted to mess with him a little bit, not break and waste the entire jar!

Logan simply stared down at the floor, first in surprise, then in anger. Goddamn it, Roman! He felt himself bare his teeth a bit as he stared at the broken glass on the floor and even felt a small growl rise in his throat. Wait? A growl?

Logan stopped himself, standing up straight again and clearing his throat before turning away from Roman, making sure the other could not see his mouth but covering it slightly with his hand, just in case, “I am going to retire to my room, do not wait for me to eat, good night,”

“It’s-- It’s 3:30, Logan,” Roman stuttered out, slightly dumbfounded that the side in front of him was leaving to go to sleep so early.

“Good night,” Logan repeated, a tad more aggressively.

“Logan I’m-- I’m sorry, I wasn't thinking, Im-”

“I said good night,” he said, almost turning to bare his teeth at Roman, but he knew better. He simply covered his mouth and continued to move back up to his room, past a confused and speechless Patton and up the stairs. Not like he would have really been able to actually eat the jelly, though. It was so hard to eat anything soft with these fangs.

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“Logan?” Virgil asked softly, tapping his knuckles lightly against the door.

Logan was sitting at his desk with his head in his hands, frustrated about what had happened earlier and about the fact that he couldnt get these stupid fangs out! “Can I help you?” he asked, just loud enough for Virgil to hear.

“Uh- we were just wondering if you-- if you’d come down for dinner? Eat with us?” He asked in a hesitant manner.

He couldn't go down to dinner, they would see his fangs! He just couldn't! But he hadn’t eaten in quite a while and he couldn’t simply refuse to eat with the others and then take food up to eat by himself, then they would know something was up. How could he say no? How could he say yes!?

“Lo? You still there?”

Logan sighed a bit and nodded even though he knew VIrgil couldn’t see him, “Yeah. I am still here,” he moved a hand up to rub his eyes under his glasses, “I’ll-- I’ll be down in a little bit. Is that alright?”

“O-of course, take your time,” Virgil said before slinking back down the hall, away from Logan’s door. Something was wrong. They could all tell. The way Logan hid in his room, covered his mouth when he was speaking recently, heck, he growled at Roman! So yeah, maybe they were trying to figure out what was wrong, and maybe they were trying to see what Logan was hiding, and maybe they were being paranoid but come on! This just isn’t like Logan! What were they supposed to do?! Talk to him like normal people!? Of course not!

Was Virgil worried out of his mind? Yes. Yes he was.

But he was coming to dinner, that was a step in the right direction, and they could put their plan into motion.

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Author's Notes!: I kind of forgot about this fic that I wrote a while ago but I never finished, just thought I’d post it to see if anyone wanted to read the second half cuz then I would write it. Enjoy i guess!!!

[mhhrr19]

Authors note!!! I'm only on day two of this game so if 707 seems off or anything else then my bad lol reading other lemons (yesh this is a lemon) i got a feeling for who he is. But for the sake of my story let's pretend people want to hurt Rika and your nervous about joining RFA. (Lol didnt get to this part so I guess there's a part two!!lol) Warnings: sexy 707, smut, sex, other kinky stuff idk You understood the worries of the other members of RFA but you felt like you were being watched yet like this was different. Everywhere you went, you felt evil watching you, the kind of malice only a demon would have. You haven't slept in two days and barely eaten. After 7 said there were confidential files all over the apartment, you barely entered it. You slept on the floor right in front of the door and always went out to eat. You lost your job and only had little money for food. Something about the RFA made you want to stay but the conditions you set for yourself made you sleep deprived and always hungry. To keep your mind off of your fears you opened the app hoping 7 was online. Something about him made you forget your worries. Maybe it was his joking behavior on life, the Golden eyes that drew you in, or perhaps it was the fact that he knew many secrets and you didn't have to worry about slipping something up. You sighed seeing as how no one was online. You should of known it was 3am after all. A small tear slipped from your eyes as you prepared for bed. The draft of door passed through your clothes and the makeshift pillow was hard. You shivered and whispered his name, wishing he was here. The light of your phone broke the darkness indicating a text. You jumped straight up and ran to the light. A text from 7 asking why you were awake this late. You smiled and replied it's not nice to hack a person's phone. A few minutes passed before he replied. You face froze a little at the words. "Hey i know you lost your job because you chose to stay at the apartment instead of going home. I thank you for that. According to your bank records you've been eating out alot and you don't have much money left. Why aren't you useing the kitchen? I know there's plenty of food. I stock it myself. Perhaps are you bad at cooking?? Lollll I couldn't imagine that XP also seeing how active your phone is im taking it you aren't getting enough sleep!! You need to take better care of yourself or else we can't kidnap Elizabeth the 3rd!!!" Even though 7 just hacked every inch of your privacy, you were glad he did. You didn't have to bring it up first, you didn't have to sound so helpless. You smiled as you typed. " 7 it's not good to make a habit of hacking my whole life! But since we are on this subject can I ask a favor of you? All of these files make me nervous and can you come over and take the ones I can't see? I want to be the new Rika, maybe even better if I can but I want RFA to trust me first. Your the only one who's know the contents of these files and the location but I know it's late and you don't have to if your sleepy." Your hands shook as you hit the send button. You waited ten minutes in fear that you asked to much of him. His response finaly came. It was short but it was what you wanted hear. A simple "yes lol". 20 minutes passed and you tried to make yourself look a little better. The black circles under your eyes covered in make up, wrinkled jeans and Hoodie with a coffee spill on it gave away the fact that you never went home for clothes. The doorbell rang and jolted you out of your thoughts. You swiftly opened the door to see a smiling 7. "Ooo kitten you haven't been taking care of yourself!" 7 purred as he walked in. You blushed as you looked down at the floor. He was taller in person and his eyes seemed to glow with something you couldn't tell what it was. "Thank you 7 for coming so late. You could of waited till daytime if this bothered you too much". You sheeply replied as he brushed away the papers on the couch. He spotted the makeshift pillow in the corner of the room as he looked around. He noticed nothing was out of place. Nothing. He sighed as he grabbed your waste and pulled you into his lap. His lips brushed your ear as he whispered "This is your home now. Don't be worried to use it." The blush you had on your face quickly disappeared as a single tear ran down your cheek. Your arms wrapped around his neck as you burried your face in the nook of his neck. His headphones pressed against your temple as you started speak. "I want to do so much with RFA. I want to help people and change the world but when I look at this place it reminds me that I'm replacing a person who was loved by everyone. I'm scared ill mess up. I'm scared that if I make this place my home, then you and the other will hate me. Her papers are everywhere. Her hand writing is on sticky notes. You cared for her so much that you kept this place stocked with food." Your sobbing interrupted you, just as you drew in a deep breath filled with the sweet sent of 7, he chuckled. He pulled your hips closer as his long fingers found your chin. With a light tug he pulled you to face him. "First off kitten we would never hate you for doing what we asked you to do. You gave up your old life for us. You aren't replacing Rika and you shouldnt compare yourself to her. You are what we need right now. I've seen every paper you wrote for school, every work project, you are smart, you are what we need right now. This place isn't a temple for Rika. The only reason I kept this place stocked with food is cause I felt that someone would come along and help us. And I was right. You came so now you have to make this place yours." You smiled through the tears and nodded at his words. "The first thing we need to do is make this place yours" He purred as he pulled your hoodie over your head and tossed it on the stack of papers in the corner of the floor. You blushed as how you were only wearing a see through tank top and black bra peaking through. As you tried to cover yourself, 7 picked you up and sat you ontop of the kitchen table. His lips crashed into yours as he positioned himself between your legs. With every passing second his kisses grew deeper and hungrier for yours. He bit your lips as he pulled back A little for air but unluckily for you, you didn't get such a break as you gasped at his fingers curling under the hem of your shirt.with a quick chuckle he removed your shirt with one shift movement and threw it so it landed in the sink. He kissed you once more slipping his tongue in as he grabbed your ass. Your legs quickly found themselves around his waist. You were so lost in the kiss that you didn't notice he was about to pick you up. With one bite he lifted you up and made his way to the bathroom. He let your legs drop to the ground as he started to bite your neck. You started to whimper as he got closer to your soft spot on your neck. He grinned as he heard your breath stop. He hovered his lips above your spot as he watched your reaction. Craving more he bit down hard earning a gasp and you moaning his his name. You bit you lip as you looked into his hungry eyes. He smiled as he kissed his bite mark causing you to moan once more. His fingers were quick at work as they undid your pants. 7 skipped passed your breast and kissed a trail down your stomach. Bracing the bathroom sink every time he would bite a place on your stomach. He stopped just above the hem of your jeans and looked up at you. You saw his face watching your every move as you asked him what he was doing is hopes to figure out why he had stopped. His grin appeared once more as he stated with a slight smugness he was thinking of where throw your pants to make sure you knew this was your bathroom. A deep blush appeared across your face as his breath sent shivers to your core. He tore your pants down at the sight of your blushing face and picked you up bridal style. "I can't take this tease anymore!" He shouted as he tossed you on the bed. He flipped you over on your stomach and made you get on all fours as he crawled ontop of you. You moaned as you felt his kisses and bites on your back. He unclipped your bra and tossed it in the open closet and his hand found its way to your breast and pinched hard on your nipple Causing you to back your ass into his groin. He let out a deep growl as he rubbed his erected member against your ass. You could feel how large he was through his jeans and you got pleasure from the pressure only to have it torn away as he flipped you on your back. The sudden movement caught you in a daze. You barely saw him remove his own shirt and pants as he came crashing down on you. He engulfed your lips in a passionate kiss as his fingers wasted no time in ripping your panties off. You gasped as the cold air hit your soaking wet womanhood. 7 smiled and he said "don't worry, you won't be cold down there long". Before a blush could form on your face 7 slammed into you with full force. You scream his name as he bottom out in you. 7 let out the most erotic moan you could fathom. He lifted himself up just enough to look you in the eyes. "Kitten your too tight and we need to fix that" with that said he began rocking his hips and forcing you to feel his every inch with your walls. He quickly found your g spot and aimed for it everytime. You were so lost in the feeling that you hadn’t noticed your nails digging into his shoulders causing him to moan and thrust into you much faster and harder. His hair tickled against your neck as you felt a build up in your stomach. You whimpered as he started kiss your neck "7 im gonna cum if you keep this pace up" You barely said between moans. You'd hope he'd slow down some so you wouldn't cum so fast and enjoy him some more but he only smirked and drove deeper and harder into you. You arched your back as your walls pulsed around his member and with a wave of pleasure you had came. He pulled out of you as you caught your breath and before you could complain that you didn't make him cum, he flipped you over on your knees once more and slammed into you again. Not even missing a beat he kept his fast pace from before and leaned down hovering over your shaking body. "Kitten im going to make you cum many more times before I'm over so just relax and enjoy the pleasure." What seemed like forever, 13 different positions and too many orgasims to count, 7 had finaly thrusted one last time releasing his cum in what seemed to be your womb. He collapsed besides you and pulled you closer as he struggled for air. You lost your voice a long time ago due to you screaming his name. 7 pulled the blankets over you and said with that you should be able to get a good night sleep now. You smiled at his remark and kissed his chest once last time before a deep sleep quickly overcame your aching body.

[missthornbirds]

fic recap 2016

thank you for the tag @hashtagartistlife​!

total number of completed stories: 8

total word count:

completed works? about 7,792 but if we count these guys...

aka all the fics i am working on i totally swear--

then that brings me up to 16,297.

fandoms written in: lmao i’ve sold my soul to bleach and only bleach

looking back, did you expect to write more fic than you thought you would this year, less, or about what you’d expected?

so basically my writing process this year has been to write like a mad woman during every break i have since, during the semester i’m so busy with school work. i’m actually really proud of myself for writing as much as i did! i’ve written some original stuff too that isn’t posted anywhere, so the amount of fanfic that i have managed to write definitely exceeded my expectations. the trash ending of bleach this year also helped fuel my writing with salt :)

what’s your own favorite story of the year?

“their places” is very near and dear to my heart because it was a piece that helped me nail down my characterization of rukia. other than that, i really like “summer thunder”, since it was my first ishihime fic and the beginning of my descent into true hell over this ship. i remember i wrote it around the beginning of the last arc, before we found out ishida wasn’t on the side of the quincies, and i was super disappointed that we weren’t getting an ishida arc revolving around his split loyalty to his friends and his blood. @.kubo what the fuck!!!! wasted potential!!!! coulda had good ishihime angst!!!!

did you take any writing risks this year?

lmao i tried my hand at writing nsfw.....which is that unfinished “lace” file up there but uhhh for completed works no i was p safe except for including post-686 adultery i guess??? i’ve kinda noticed that my fic writings have set formats that i’ve been struggling to break out of.

do you have any fanfic or profit goals for the new year?

break outta those damn formats! seriously, all my fics start off with a topic sentence, then kinda unnecessary description, and THEN we get to plot so i’m definitely gonna try to mix it up in 2017 (in my way too short breaks from school sigh)

i’m also aiming to finish all those fics of course but we’ll see how that goes idk

best story of the year?

uh...objectively speaking, my best writing might have come up in “to want” and “waning and waxing”. for both of those, the end vignettes came to me very clearly and i sort of structured those fics around getting to those bits of writing.

most popular story of the year?

“and the rain left” was by far my most popular of the year and wow :’/ i wonder :’/ why :’/ that would be :’//////

@.bleach thanks for fueling the entire ichiruki fandom with enough salt to rewrite 686 in 802850289280584202 different ways. truly a creative blessing

story of mine most under-appreciated by the universe, in my opinion:

“the captain of the tenth division” i just...love matsumoto rangiku so much and i felt personally attacked by kubo never revealing her bankai bc I KNOW SHE HAS IT KUBO DON’T DO ME LIKE THIS. no i do not hate toshiro and hoped he’d die. i just think his death would have made this entire war so much more interesting (byakuya’s too btw)

tbh i don’t think any of my fics are “under-appreciated” but i think the fandom does have thirst for pairing-centric writing bc honestly? don’t we all

most fun story to write:

“and the rain left” was my coping mechanism when i heard that bleach, my long love of 7 fucking years, was ending, and i’m pretty fuckin sure i went through the 7 stages of grief while writing this damn thing. i put a lot of thought into this one honestly bc i wanted to get this conversation right so badly as a goodbye to my favorite manga. middle school megan shed some tears writing this tbh

story with the single sexiest moment:

LOL ok here’s a snippet from “lace”:

Ichigo pulls back from the heat suddenly, panting, staring at her from mere inches away. “Christ, Rukia,” he says, breathless, gaze roving her face, down her body, lingering where they still touch. His brown eyes flick back up to hers. “When’d you get so fucking sexy?” He slides his hand up her side to cup her breast again, staring at her nipple in something akin to awe as it perks up under his thumb.

THAT’S REALLY EMBARRASSING TO POST OMG--

otherwise, orihime and ishida fucked against the counter in “to want” sooo there’s that.

most sweet story:

“and the rain left” bc i really just want ichigo and rukia to cuddle on his bed while sunlight filters over them ok

”holy crap, thats wrong, even for you!” story:

UMMMMM NOBODY KNOWS THIS YET BUT i am currently working on a fic where unagiya ikumi (that’s ichigo’s freelance boss from the fullbring arc in case anyone forgot bc i damn sure did before i started committing this Sin) thinks ichigo is hot but is ultimately angsty bc he’s literally a 17yo kid but he’s also always shirtless and sweaty moving boxes around in her house.

meanwhile ikumi reminds ichigo of rukia so there’s angst about that and he lowkey has weird sexual feelings for her too and...do they bang? do they not? who knows!!! find out when i finish confessing my sins to a priest

story that shifted my own perceptions of the characters & most unintentionally telling story:

“to want” was primarily written in order for me to think long and hard about how ishihime and ichiruki work post-686. i have some other headcanons floating around about this, but this fic really helped me with the idea that ichigo and rukia’s relationship later on in life, when it finally does take a turn, leaves everyone hurt in some way, and maybe they’re not the good guys anymore just bc they’re in love. idk

hardest story to write:

fuckin “waning and waxing” had to be pulled outta my ass for like the first half of it bc i wanted to frame the whole thing around the ending. i like how i came out overall, but i’m still not quite happy with how it begins.

biggest disappointment:

not actually finishing all my bleach fics before bleach itself ended. i really wanted to but school started up again the week 686 came out, so i didn’t have time to properly Angst all over a word document

biggest surprise:

lmao that i still managed to finish 8 fics this year regardless! for real that’s a small number compared to other people but i have always been a suuuuuuuuuuuper slow writer (a 3 page short story once took me 2 years to finish. i am constantly in pain.) so 8? 8?! i applaud myself.

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492.

5000 Question Survey Pt. 24

2201. Do you have a favorite song by The Cure? no. 2202. Are there things you've never told for fear that others would judge you? not really. 2203. Do you have a favorite Glen Miller song? i don’t know them. 2204. Can sex ever be casual? yes. 2205. Who was the last person to let you down? my boyfriend.

2206. Do others feel that you expect too much of them? i don’t think so. 2207. Did you forgive the last person who hurt you? yes. 2208. Does one bad deed outshine many good deeeds? definitely. 2209. Would you like to go on television to receive a make-over? tbh sure, why not. 2210. What will no one ever see you do? masturbate lol. 2211. Are you quick to anger? sometimes. 2212. Are you slow to forgive? sadly, yes. 2213. Do most people around you have a positive attitude? hmm half and half. 2214. What do you need help with? finding a new job. 2215. Do you know a lot about geography? not a whole lot but i wouldn’t say i lack knowledge in it. i’m good with flags and capitals. 2216. Do you take the easy way out of things? sometimes. 2217. What is your favorite fabric to wear? cotton. 2218. Would you finish this survey if it went up to 10,000 questions? eventually i guess, assuming i still liked doing surveys. 2219. Would you rather visit the dessert or the rainforest? rainforest. 2220. What does Domo Oregato Mister Roboto actually mean? idk. 2221. Do you still make a wish when you blow out your birthday candles haha sometimes. 2222. Make a wish now: sure. 2223. Do you look for four leaf clovers? when i was a kid, yeah. 2224. What are you the guardian of? idk. my life? 2225. Do you treat people differently based on their appearance? no. i’ll treat people based on their behaviour towards me and others. 2226. Are you for or against censoring child pornography? for. who would be against that? 2227. Are naked child images in paintings more acceptable than photographs of naked children? still wrong but i’d say so. 2228. Now that we can create such lifelike digital images, do you think it should be allowed for digital child pornography to exist (as in there were no children involved in the porn, it is all digitally made, the kids aren't real, they just look real)? hmm but for what reason exactly? 2229. Do you like wheel of fortune or jeopardy better? wheel of fortune. never watched jeopardy. 2230. Are you a fan of the Clash? no. 2231. How do you feel about Jerry Orbuch's passing on? i didn’t know them. 2232. What celebrity are you dreading the future death of? anyone i love right now. 2233. Are you a fan of Joy Division? no. 2234. If you were going to 'make over' your diary what theme would you give it? lol. 2235. What is your favorite tarot deck? tbh i can’t even name one from the deck. 2236. How do you feel about file sharing (especially movies and music)? it’s a dying sector since streaming services have taken over. 2237. How do you feel about wicca and paganism? no feeling. 2238. Do you believe that people who practise the above religions are able to accomplish magic? i have no idea. i’d have to see it to believe it. 2239. If you were given the opportunity to lead a creative writing program for a small group of students in a high school with a low budget in generally poor neighborhood, would you do it? no, just coz i’m not that great at creative writing myself. 2240. If you could pick anyone who would you want living next door to you? my boyfriend hahaha. 2241. If you were a tarot card which one would you be? idk. 2242. Should high school cafeterias stop serving twinkies and other fatty foods? i guess. 2243. Would you rather that McDonalds took a lot of fat out of their fries even if they wouldn't taste as good? no. just don’t go there or stop eating fried in general. 2244. Do you neglect your friends when you have a signifigant other? i’ve done that before but not anymore. 2245. Do you think that an advertisement for a cake decorating set would make good song lyrics? idk lol. 2246. Would a band that used this ad for song lyrics take off or just fizzle out? idk. 2247. Are you more practicle or imaginative? practical. 2248. Can you see beautiful colors without closing your eyes? sure. 2249. What are the four best songs or bands to listen to while making love? any old school rnb music. 2250. What do you believe in? idk anymore. 2251. What band is so romantic that anyone who listens to them must be romantic at heart? boyz ii men surely. 2252. Are you a fan of Roxy Music? idk them. 2253. Can you ever say something that hasn't been said or do something that hasn't been done? possibly. 2254. When was the last time you were up all night? maybe a month ago. i just couldn’t sleep. 2255. Do you enjoy wasting time? sometimes haha. 2256. Why do people use safe notes? what? 2257. Have your gods and idols let you down? no. 2258. Is a place in the country your ideal? nah. 2259. Have you ever developed a photograph? yes i have actually! 2260. Have you ever courted anyone? no. Has someone courted you? yes. 2261. What do you waste? time. 2262. Have you ever silk screened a t-shirt? nope. 2263. Is there anything that you tend to make that most people usually buy rather than make themselves? well i usually do my nails instead of getting them done professionally if that counts. 2264. When was the last time that you were neither going to school or working for a month or more? probably when i went to europe for 6 weeks. 2265. Is alcohol an excuse you use to be yourself for a while? no lol. 2266. What is your light at the end of the tunnel? idk. 2267. Speaking of the light, is the light that people see when they die the random firing of electrons or is it something more? who knows. 2268. Do you ever step back thinking of life's inner meaning and your latest fling? nope. 2269. Can anyone guess what band/song I am listening to right now? no. 2270. When was the last time you were embaressed? when i tripped at the top of the escalators coz my shoelace got stuck. omg nightmare. 2271. If you were going to have amural painted in your bed room what would you want it to be of? a replica of an art piece i like. 2272. Is sex more about fullfilling a need or giving yourself? both. 2273. Do you like your belly? no. 2274. Do you think more or act more? think. 2275. Do you ever think about the price of gasoline? ridiculous. 2276. What is the healthiest food to eat? water lol. 2277. Have you ever read: Jonathan Livingston Seagull? no. Ender's Game? no. Memnoch the Devil? no. 2278. Should there be a mandatory retirement age? not at all. 2279. What's the craziest thing you've ever done on impulse that worked out well? buy tickets from a scalper at the stadium after the game had already started lol. 2280. List everything you have eaten in the past 24 hours: popcorn, beef and rice, bubble tea, steak and prawns. 2281. Do you listen to your intuitions, feelings and tingly sensations? sometimes. 2282. Do you know a lot about the city you live in and do you think it's important to know a lot about it? i know enough about it. 2283. If you were at the Everything in the Whole Wide World museuem what would you want to see first? never heard of it but it sounds cool. 2284. Have you ever read: Lost Souls? The Shining? Damnation Game? Pearl Harbor? none. 2285. Do you have any excercise tapes or dvds? yeah we used to have tae bo dvds lol. 2286. Do you own a pair of lucky underwear? no. 2287. You've been feeding a wild cat but it's annoying your neighbors. You can not adopt it but youu must get rid of it. Which is kinder, taking it to a no-kill shelter that will keep it in a cage for the rest of it's life or having it put to sleep? no idea... can no kill shelters put them up for adoption? 2288. Can you spell "mouse" without singing it (at least in your head)? yes. 2289. What's a word people should use more often? fiasco. 2290. What is the longest word you can type using only the top (letter) row of the keyboard? lol idk. 2291. Do you listen to other people's advice? i will always listen. but i’ll always act upon what i think is the best choice. 2292. Would you ever consider putting your entire cd collection on your hard drive and thn selling the cd's? nah. 2293. What do you think of this survey so far? it’s okay... 2294. What is one question that hasn't been on this survey yet but should be? idk lol. what’s you favourite snapchat filter? lol. 2295. Does 'liberty and justice for all' mean for all americans or all people? americans. 2296. What do you believe that you think EVERYONE should agree with? respect everyone? 2297. Does the sound of crickets bother you? only if i’m thinking about it and trying to go to sleep. 2298. Is the sound of a fan on at night soothing? yes. 2299. How do you feel you will likely die? idk. hopefully of old age. 2300. If you were going to run away where would you go? i have no idea.