#I’ve never worked ao3 before 😭

[littlecrow4]

OK! Just watched a tutorial on “how the fuck do I work ao3” and I think I got the basics down so LETS GET DOWN TO BUSINESS!!!!

[atzloverr]

My favorite fics/blogs!!!

(multifandom)

The answer by @berryunho

this might me by favorite ateez fic y’all… It’s literally so GOOOODDDDD I’m obsessed… (atz x reader, cult au)

@freyaphoria

this entire blog is everything !! (never stop posting girl your stories are amazing) lovely yandere atz x reader stories

@yankpop

A blog with lots of yan bts x reader and I’m here for it!

Abundance by @angelicyoongie

ot7 hybrid bts x reader, I’m literally obsessed with this story and I still hope that the author picks it up again 😭

Caught between the devil and the deep blue sea

(ao3) LOVE this ot8 ateez x reader fic!! The story is so good I’ve literally cried reading it…

Polarity

(ao3) yandere Jungkook x reader. I don’t need to say more. Read it.

The obsidian pearl by @angelicyoongie

yandere mermaid!Seokjin x reader, only a few chapters, but still amazing!!!

Complete

(wattpad) I don’t know how many times I’ve reread this story… It’s my comfort fic i think😭 a bts x reader soulmate au fic.

The four kingdoms

(wattpad) another AMAZING bts x reader story. This fic is the first part of the “blue eyes” series, and I’ve read all four parts like a million times… The following parts:

pyramids, dynasty, mist (mist isn’t finished)

Seven sins

(wattpad) seven deadly sins!bts x reader.

Blood ink

(wattpad) tattoo artist!Jungkook x reader, gang au

Circus by @lani-heart

A sweet (and angsty) fic about ot8 hybrid!ateez x reader!!! I highly recommend it! (ongoing)

@cheollipop

suuuuuch a good blog, has atz x reader and some svt x reader

@angelicyoongie

Amazing bts x reader stories!!! (two of them are mentioned in this post lol)

@xosannie

lovely nsfw ateez x reader, I’m so happy I found this blog likeeee, obsessed with their work dirty little secret (mingi x reader)

Guerilla by @sorryimananti-romantic

serial killer!Yunho x reader, literally obsessed with this and their entire blog!!!! And I’m Yunho biased so this hit the spot

@bro-atz

One of if not THE best atz nsfw x reader fics… Literal art, go follow right now!!!

Heavy and sticky by @k-hotchoisan

some filthy Seonghwa x reader smut!!!

When flowers bloom in the dark by @makeitmingi

Already so invested in this mafia au Hongjoong x reader story. It’s sooo good

Atz as boyfriends (nsfw ver) by @sorryimananti-romantic and @eightmakesonebraincell

explicit ateez ot8 headcannons (I’m obsessed)

The feral drabbles by @mint-yooxgi

Ateez (and skz but I haven’t read) x reader one-shots/drabbles!!! Includes darker themes (yandere), and omg this writing is so good!!!

@last-words-ofashootingstar

such good ateez x reader fics and drabbles!!! this blog has yandere content as well! Love their work allure

@gyupinkys

amazing svt x reader and atz x reader!!! I love their work like crazy (yandere Seonghwa x reader)

Our leaves must fall before our flowers can bloom by @eightmakesonebraincell

poly ot8 atz x reader and ice hockey au, I literally died when reading this the writing is insanely good

Mist of celeste

(ao3) craziest read in my life. Space pirates atz x reader and this is a literary masterpiece. Read. It.

@holybibly

THE ONE AND ONLY QUEEN (atz x reader)

Sentinent by @trivia-yandere

(Oneshot) Yandere android namjoon x reader, omg I am obsessed with this and the author’s other works!!

Bloodline

(ao3) INSANE READ. I literally pray to god that this ot8 atz x reader story continues!!!

Case: It’s You by @potatomountain

Ahhhh this poly!atz x reader story was so amazing!!!! The twist in this was absolutely crazy, and I can’t wait for book 2 to get released! This author ate the enemies to lovers au

I’ll update this post if I find new works that I enjoy!

my masterlist

[lunarw0rks]

i’ve never seen anybody write for simon riley better than u 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 can i request him + manhandling idc if it’s headcanons drabble ANYTHINGGGG ur writing is just too good

A/N: thank you so much, I'm always doubtful about my characterization lowkey, so this means a lot <3 I think about manhandling!ghost several times daily.

Summary: Ghost manhandles you.

Warning(s): explicit content (18+), strong language, smut, rough sex, manhandling, p in v sex, fingering, size kink, creampie, established relationship, fem!reader, no use of y/n

Word Count: 2.3k

꒦꒷ MAIN MASTERLIST ꒷꒦ GHOST MASTERLIST // have a request? ⋆ ⚘ 🕊 ˚✧ ₊˚ʚ ao3 ver.

Manhandling // Drabble

With Simon’s rough and rugged line of work, the last thing he wants to do is exert himself even more, especially at his partner’s expense…

… Right?

Well, that’s not always the case.

Sometimes, he can’t help himself; his full strength is used on them with ease, the shock of it all. The power of his large, calloused hands and bulging biceps. And most underrated, his toned thighs, the force of his knees to pin a squirming hostile.

IT STARTS SLOWLY; the things you’re used to, like a grab of the jaw or a slight tug of the hair, all verbatim of what his hands normally do during foreplay. The first time he wanted to be rough, to manhandle, he told you beforehand. Since it’s such a rarity for him, why not use the element of surprise? The hand on your jaw, the scalp grip, the lack of words in between kisses, you’re just expecting his routine intimacy. But then… it felt different—abrasive.

Your back finds the wall or the back of the couch, his hold caging you there—not that you have a choice, or care to at this point. That other side of him can be so… exciting to see after months of him teaching you like your body is glass bound to shatter.

❝Keep your hands there, dammit, or stay fuckin’ still,❞ the grumble catches your attention because you hadn’t realized how much his digging fingers were making you squirm, all before they even reached anywhere remotely sensitive. In return, your hands remain on his waist, holding onto the fabric of his tee for dear life.

In truth, you’re too intrigued to disobey, and it’s abundantly clear that this side of him had the ability to make this experience tortuous.

NOT GOOD ENOUGH; No, not you—the couch isn’t good enough. In one swift motion, you’re over hiked over his shoulder like a wounded soldier. Only, his supporting hand is gripping your rear and not the legs of a maimed person, as he’d been trained. The shriek you let out, charms him, to say the least, not that his expression would show much of it. Your view is of the curves of his back, head bouncing against it as he takes calculated strides up the steps, as if there isn’t the weight of a grown person literally on his shoulder.

You hear the hinges screech, the same way they do even when you try to open the door quietly, but it’s clear that’s not a concern of his right now because it shuts and locks just as quickly. A tedious habit of his, even when not engaging in intimacy, even when he sweeps the house before bed every night.

Your back hits the mattress with a few bounces because you’ve been tossed. The small gasp you let out, it’s nothing compared to the resonant, growling chuckle that escapes him.

❝Don’t be a prude now.❞ The humor ends when he speaks. ❝I saw the way you were lookin’ at me… you’re enjoying this.❞

His fist finds the t-shirt you’re wearing, one of his, thrusting it upwards and over your head. It’s like your body is moving for you, how you raised your arms when he removed the shirt, but in your head it’s only a thick fog of lust.

NO TIME TO PREPARE; Simon knows his size, and he’s well aware of how harsh he is. He’s not a barbarian—a little foreplay is the humane thing to do.

His tongue is too intimate, and caressing your figure is too slow. After a few seconds of contemplation concealed by his lips on yours, he’s come to a decision. Hands, it is. Similar to the shirt, he nearly shreds the bottoms. With this cloud of his aggressiveness, he’d shred any clothing in his way. There was no time to tease, either. The sooner he can bottom out inside you, the sooner his frustrations will fizzle.

You’re clothless now, aside from the panties, though they were ripped off before you could catch up. ❝Simon,❞ he doesn’t raise his head, but the hooded stare is enough to shut you up. It was more of a moan than an alert, like you were already void of your full articulation.

If you really wanted to stop, for him to slow down, you wouldn’t be grinding your hips against his fingers.

Simon was only rubbing your inner thighs and you’d already said his name once, so imagine his amusement when he runs his thumb along your clit.

He has to stop himself; he’s not there to massage it like he normally would, he’s down there to prepare you for his size. Though, the hypothetical sight of you circling it yourself while he pumps his fingers, it would be enough to make him finish in his jeans.

Whether you do or not is up to you, it’s your body about to be misused, not his.

His head moves from hovering over your sex, to back over you, only he’s nipping at your cleavage and not your upper lips. There’s no warning; you feel it before you can beg for anything. His middle and ring finger, easing its way in, before he wastes no time curling them against your walls.

Still, with one hand occupied, his strength prevails. The unoccupied one is on your shoulder, keeping you pinned so only your hips have any range of movement. ❝Already a mess for me.❞ His mouth is slightly agape, like he wanted it there instead of his fingers. It was true—the methodical, sticky noise, especially when he went faster and it gathered more on the area. After only a minute of this, it had dripped down the length of his fingers, already a small pool on his charcoal gray sheets.

IMPATIENCE; sure, you could try and fight his grip, but you’re only tiring yourself out more. It didn’t matter how much you wanted to touch him, to do something other than lay there and writhe—good luck. He had already pictured this, when he was kissing you downstairs, what position he was going to put you in. Hips controlled, hands free; the opposite of the one he just fingered you in.

Lucky, or unlucky for you, he was aching for release.

His fingers, once pumping in and out of you, removed just as quickly. With skill, he unbuckled his belt and was left in his boxers and t-shirt—eyes commanding, watching you ache for him impatiently. It was almost humorous, him being in charge and hasty, but you’re the one clenching around nothing.

Simon was never one for conversations, and he sure as hell wasn’t now—not when his cock sprang out of his boxers, throbbing and athirst. The tip of it, already slick with pre-cum was futile against the amount of wetness already soaking your core. At least he knew he wasn’t going to break you entirely, only immobilize you for a few hours at most—the thought of that only encouraged his ravishment.

IRON GRIP; for only a few seconds, one hand is on his length, lining it up. He groans lowly, a string of curses escaping his lips when he slips in with ease. The stretch alone could make him finish, how his size is crammed in, despite the warm-up he gave you with his fingers. But it’s not a slow entrance, it’s deep and forceful, so satisfying he would go forever if he could. ❝So fuckin’ tight,❞ he says, yanking your body towards his length, as opposed to using his own hips to pump himself. But that isn’t enough—you’re moving around too much, you can’t help it, he fills you so well.

Rather than harsh words, another command telling you to stop moving, he uses his strength again. For a second, he debated on putting your own panties in your mouth, maybe a hand there instead, but he wanted to hear every desperate exclamation increase the more he used you.

Before, he was only being rough, and it was nothing compared to how ferocious he’s being now. Both hands find your hips, lifting them off the bed, thrusting your weight on his length with all his force. Shoulder blades and above are still on the mattress, while the bottom half of you is lifted. The angle of it, how he’s lifting you, he’s hitting spots so deep inside—so rarely stimulated. And he’s hitting it with such force, a constant, repetitive pound kissing your g-spot. ❝Take it all for me.❞ As if you have a choice in the matter, he’s already bottomed out.

Even if he wasn’t finding that unparalleled spot, the sight of his eyes half-open, the grunts that sound like growls, even just the pure feeling of him inside you would be enough. From his perspective, it’s just as arousing; the mouth agape, your back stuck in an arch, how you pulse around him with each thrust, the sticky mess coating his cock and lubricating his forceful jerks.

FINISH ME; his movements have gone from calculated to sloppy, but the speed has only decreased a thread. The sound of skin meeting skin, each grind of his hips followed by the sound of your wetness, it’s inching him closer to his finish. And you, that spot deep inside you abused and built up in your abdomen like a funnel cloud—it wouldn’t be long now, not while he’s drilling you.

When he’s hitting that spot, there’s no need to press down on your stomach, to stimulate the clit that’s been throbbing this whole time. It’s like ecstasy, making your eyes roll slightly, each muscle from your pelvis to your toes tighten and tremble. If it weren’t for his large hands holding up your hips, there’s no way your legs would’ve been able to support themselves, and they sure as hell won’t be able to after he’s done.

❝Be good ‘nd cum for me,❞ his chest heaves only slightly, fingertips leaving marks where they’ve been digging for minutes straight. It’s more of a beg than he lets on, because if you keep whining like that, he’s going to finish before you. But you’re so close; he’s seen it several times now—the babbling, the shivering, the pleading under your breath—as if he’s going to stop now.

Within seconds of his relentless movements, the arousal his voice gave you, you were there, dissolving into the pleasure building brick by brick for minutes now. It comes like a sledgehammer, leaving you shaking against him while a string of reaction phrases breath through your lips. ❝There it is…❞ A small chuckle leaves his lips, but you’re too lost to notice.

He’s slowed only a little bit, as if to hold off his own release until yours has finished. He can’t be too distracted and miss it, otherwise he’d just have to start all over again—in his mind, he’s unsure you could even handle that, the sheer size and force he would use to do that.

The feeling ripples through you, his thrusts only magnifying it for you. Your hands find anything they can, first a futile attempt to reach him, but the angle makes it difficult. Then, the sheets you could’ve ripped from the mattress if you tried. Without any of your own control, you’ve tightened and pulsed around his cock repeatedly, so much it would’ve been difficult for him to keep moving if you weren’t so drenched by now. You could swear everything muffled for a few seconds, and if your eyes hadn’t tightened shut, there probably would’ve been black spots.

For him, the sight of it was something he would never pass up; downright sexy for him to watch, motivating his own climax to the point of no control anymore. The bulge of his cock visible on your stomach, he can see himself twitch. When he’d once been thrusting your hips onto him, he had stopped now, his own hips tensing as his head leans back slightly.

❝Fuck.❞ It’s a simple phrase, but his heavy breathing clouding the words says enough. Still, your hips are raised and at his mercy, shivering until he decides he’s done. His abs tightened a few times, spilling every last drop deep inside. He can’t help himself, he sneaks in a few slow thrusts afterward, savoring the feeling of your pillowy walls clenched around him—only until he knows he won’t hold back if he doesn’t pull out this instant.

AFTERMATH; his thumb traces your hips in a soothing manner, letting them down slowly until you’re resting on the mattress again. ❝Shouldn’t have let me do that, or I’ll want to do it again next time.❞ He lets out a deep snigger, pulling himself out slowly. He finds the waistband of his boxers, pulling them up to a normal position again. Then, he finds the throw blanket that ended up tossed onto the dresser, an action he must’ve done in the heat of it, due to his lack of memory.

❝Do what? Make me finish?❞ you ask, breathless and flushed. The quilt is draped over your shivering frame, like an unnecessary apology for the abuse. It seemed no matter how many times you insisted he could be rough, or how many times he was, he fussed over you.

When your tone came out slightly snarky, cocky even, he scoffed. His mind flooded with those images again, biting on his bottom lip with every ounce of his restraint. ❝Don’t get cute with me, love, that’s not what I meant.❞ His menacing nature would once send a chill down your spine, but after that, you’re hoping he’ll do it again, despite the ache in your muscles.

He finally finishes his sentence once he’s leaned in for another kiss, breath on your ever-gasping lips, ❝I’ll always make you finish.❞

[kisseobie]

bro i’m literally going insane for jongseob fics, no one is writing for him???? PLEASE RECOMMEND BEFORE I GO INSANE 😭😭😭

i got u bff! here are some personal favorites of mine <3 wish more people wrote for him tho :( keep in mind that i put recs that are strictly just jongseob, there are lots of good ot6 headcanons/reactions though that u can find on here for more seob and piwon content :3

the firsts i’ve never felt by @sxtvrns

- an essential fic for seobrangis. it was my first jongseob fic and still reigns supreme as my favorite!

jongseob bf headcanons by @sminiac

- sminiac (hi oomf) has such great characterization of jongseob, please check out all of their work!

similarly.. jongseob as your boyfriend by @channiesgirlie

- more cute bf seob content :3

“i already know how it feels” by @sugawhaaa

- made me feel hot all over lowkey, kind of pushed me to write smut for jongseob so thank u sugawhaaa

damage to me ! pt.1 + pt.2 by @sminiac

- i’m begging yall to check out their page pls pls u won’t regret it

all my friends know by @kyocakez

- literally released a few hours ago and i was kicking my feet

i’ll go (+ alternate ending) on ao3 by an anonymous user

- almost tipped the firsts i’ve never felts’ crown as my favorite seob fic. so worth the read. i love seob and readers relationship in this one

… and of course my own masterlist is filled with seob and will continue to be filled with seob! hehe hope you enjoy these <3

[dragonnarrative-writes]

just to add more fuel to the fire.. I want to let you know how happy I am that you are working on giving us more of the masterpiece autumn embers is.

i jumped, screamed, hollered, rolled in my bed, jumped up and down in excitement when I saw the slightest mention of autumn embers, MY BODY HAD AN AUTOMATIC REACTION IM SORRY😭 your writing is just so beautiful and it never fails to make me feel giddy.

you’re free to ignore this of course and I apologize in advance for ranting but I just wanted to let you know how much I appreciate you babes. please stay safe and healthy!! <3

Kinkvember 13 - Biting/Marking

Autumn Embers - Alpha Price x Alpha Gaz featuring Ghost and Soap

Autumn Embers Masterlist

Read on AO3

CW: Biting, implied permanent marking, blood and bodily fluids, frottage, omegaverse dynamics, dominance and submission

Notes: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR PUTTING MORE FUEL ON THIS FIRE. I've missed Autumn Embers so much. Have another pre-Wildfire piece.

Rut with a pack is always a workout. And Kyle? Has more than a little bite to him. John doesn’t bother to stifle a laugh as he shoves his bracered arm between the other man’s teeth and feels an almost concerning amount of pressure.

“There y’ go,” John snarls into the side of his neck as Kyle drools around soft leather. “That’s what you needed, eh? Set your teeth into your alpha? D’you think because Simon goes all sweet for a knot that I’d roll for you?”

The younger alpha bucks beneath him. He smells like sex, like rut, musky and spicy and potent. If he wasn’t under John, if he hadn’t already had a go on top of Simon, where would he be now? Probably mounting some sweet smelling little O, pumping them full of pups. Certainly, the week leading up to his rut had seen him picking too many fights for him to roll with other alphas.

Except, of course, for his pack.

Off to the side, Johnny is panting and whining for his own turn to slam around with Kyle on the living room floor. John swipes half-heartedly at him so he’ll go back to cuddling Simon, a distraction that Kyle twists to take advantage of. He’s clever in ways John keeps failing to remember, so instead of slipping away, he sets his teeth higher on the bracer and heaves John up over his shoulder.

Even with the padded mat set up, the breath whooshes from John’s lungs as he lands on his back. He has no time to recover before Kyle is on him, pupils blown. He slams his arms down on one of John’s biceps and ducks down with a snarl.

“Ow, fuck!”

Kyle growls around his mouthful of thick pectoral muscle and doesn’t let go when John grabs at the back of his neck and yanks. Sharp teeth break skin. The taste must be something nice, because Kyle moans and starts grinding his hips into John’s thigh through his joggers like he’s locked.

John barks a laugh at the feel of a solid knot against the inside of his thigh. He digs his nails into the glands on the side of Kyle’s neck with intent and bucks his own hips as he bends his restrained arm to grab at the man’s hair.

One thrust, two, and Kyle keens as his whole body shudders. His muscles stay engaged for a few seconds, and then he collapses. Even his jaw goes slack, which is Johns cue to roll him, none to gently, onto his back.

He goes, docile, before his rutting brain remembers that there’s another alpha on top of him, but his body is too slow to react in time. He can only keen and wriggle as John crushes him with his own body weight and sets his teeth into curve of Kyle’s shoulder. The first burst of blood on his tongue has him blowing his knot. Luckily, he has the wherewithal to reach between them and free himself from his pants.

He doesn’t let go until Kyle submits, body going pliant as he whimpers, “Alpha, alpha, alpha.”

John has to work his jaw for a moment before he can speak. “I’ve got ya, good boy, Kyle.” He swipes a wide palm over Kyle’s face, smearing blood and spit up into his hairline.

Johnny makes a more than interested sound and belly crawls toward them, chin tucked down to his shoulder. Price hums and pushes red finger tips between his other sergeant’s lips as Kyle purrs and chews idly at the stretched collar of his shirt.

Later, bandaged and bundled up in Simon’s arms, Kyle rasps. “There’s an omega on base. Smells like woodsmoke ‘n oranges.”

���Was wonderin’ why ye went off like a rocket,” Johnny laughs from Simon’s other side. “Bonnie thing in Intelligence? Smells like an alpha might be courting her, but if they’ve left nae marks by noo, we should snatch her up.”

John lets himself make an interested noise as he runs his fingers through Simon’s hair from Johnny’s other side. Kyle’s not really shown much interest in anyone outside of the 141, crush on Farah notwithstanding. Over the past year, they’ve all settled into their dynamics, a volatile but beloved push-pull that marks an all alpha pack. An omega’s softness, though? Especially under any one of them in rut…

“No poaching,” John grumbles. He presses his lips against the bristly side of Johnny’s head at his disappointed grumble. He chuckles and concedes. “We can introduce ourselves. See if she might be able to handle us.”

[leos-regression-cove]

I have a request to have cg! Peter Parker x little! reader.

Reader had a ton to do at school (homework, tests, projects, etc) and had to stay big all week. They want to regress, but they don’t to keep Peter away from going on patrol so they try to stay big and they think Peter won’t notice. However, Peter notices.

Reader can be fem or gender neutral.

(I don’t know if that’s a good request, I just don’t see a lot with cg! peter parker 😭)

CG-Senses

CG!Peter Parker x GNLittle!Reader

Rating: Gen

Summary: Reader is overwhelmed with homework and trying to stay big, but it makes them grumpy so a tired Caregiver!Peter stays home with them.

Word Count: 448

Warnings: Reader is grumpy and may come off as rude/sarcastic

A/N: This is such a cute concept and a very sweet prompt! CG!Peter Parker was fun to write and I'd love to do more with him if you have more ideas because idk if I did the dynamic justice in this short little oneshot.

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“Hey,” Peter shut the door behind him. “I brought you some Mexican food from that place down the street?” 

“Yeah, thanks, just set it down there,” you said. 

He did as you asked but then paused before walking into his room. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah. Why? Are your ‘spidey-senses’ tingling?” you asked sarcastically. 

Peter stopped putting on his suit and poked his head out the bedroom door to shoot you a look. 

Immediately, it almost made you crack. You drew in a breath a little quicker than you meant to and turned back to your homework. 

Then he softened. “I can hang out tonight if you want. I don’t need to go out…” he hinted. 

“I have homework,” you said. 

He leaned over your shoulder to take a look. “Do you want help with it? We can knock it out pretty quick--” 

“No! Go!” you said. “Go be spiderman!” you whined. 

“I don’t need to tonight. I can be here for you.”

“I’m a big kid!” you whined, starting to cry. Why was he staying here?! You had homework!

“I know, it was a big week for you. It’s okay. C’mon, come to daddy, I’ve got you.”

You hesitated to stand up but when you did, you couldn’t help but fall into his arms. 

“Yeah, I’ve got you. See? Not so bad.” 

“I have homework,” you whined. 

“I know, but I need you to eat and then we’ll do homework, okay?”

“You gotta work!” 

He shushed you and brought your crown up to his chin, resting his head atop yours. 

“I don’t have to patrol tonight. I have a baby to take care of.” 

“...Is it me?” you asked. 

He looked down at you and smiled. “Of course it’s you.” He paused for a moment. “And do you want to know a secret?” 

You nodded curiously. 

“I’m tired, too.” 

He helped you eat and you worked through your homework together before you could really regress. He turned on the tv for you and was laying out all your toys as you put on your kitten pajamas-- the one-piece with the hood and little orange cat face. 

There, you crawled into his lap as he sat on the floor with you, playing with your toys, crashing toy trucks together and having your action figures save the planet. 

You turned to hand one to him, but that’s when you noticed he was asleep. Back pressed up against the couch, he had gone night-night before you! He was always out so late that that almost never happened! 

You turned the tv off, and then the lights, and curled up next to him. A long rest was really what you both needed

[fluffansmut-old]

Hi could you do a Eddie x reader fic where they couldn’t wait till they got home from hellfire. Like they decided they needed each other right now. And they fuck in the school bathroom. Also the hellfire boys walk by and hear it? I hope this makes sense. I also really bad for them😭

Summary: Thing get heated before hellfire one night

A/N:Thanks for this amazing request, I loved writing this honestly, just hope it’s not too graphic though.

Content warnings: 18+, smut, fingering, penetrative sex, hand jobs (ish), praise kink, very slight voyeurism (they get walked in on)

Word count: 1704

AO3 | masterlist

Hellfire fuck

He honked the horn twice and you knew that he was outside.

He smiled widely when he saw you, the way you dressed today was one of his favourites, you had a hellfire club shirt on even though you never really played and then you had this red little skaterskirt, paired with your burgundy doc martens, as usual.

“Hello gorgeous” he said as you got into his van.

“Hi babe” you responded as you pressed your lips to his.

His hand almost immediately found its way to your thigh as soon as he had put the car into drive. He inched the fabric up little by little until his little finger rested against your lace-clothed cunt. He didn’t do anything, he simply just kept his hand there and it alone was causing both heat and wetness to pool between your thighs.

He drew little shapes with his pointer finger on your inner thigh, watching your expression ever so often to see the reaction you had to his actions.

He said nothing nor did you, but you both knew, because frankly when he parked outside of Hawkins high, the little finger he had resting against your core, was positively wet. Eddie smirked to himself and flicked his pinky up once, brushing against your clit. You choked on a moan and then he removed his hand completely.

“Ready to go set up?” Eddie asked casually, as he removed his own seatbelt.

“You can be so cruel, do you know that?” You said as you pressed the seat belt button.

“I dunno, tell me what I’ve done sweetheart?” He said, smirking widely because he knew damn well what he did.

“Oh you know”

Inside the drama room Eddie got to work in a heist, bringing out chairs for everyone, setting the mood with lights and he even popped a tape of mood music in the record player, to be able to just press play as the rest of hellfire walked in.

When all of that was done the only thing that was left was setting up his dungeon master screen.

During all of this you couldn’t take your mind of how glorious he looked whilst he worked. The way his muscles so effortlessly flexed under his shirt as he moved tables and carried chairs. His skilled fingers, that fiddled around with figures and dice, and the way his face scrunched up in concentration over it all.

Let’s just say he didn’t make the heat between your legs cool down, rather the opposite. So when he sat on his throne you couldn’t stop yourself anymore.

You straddle Eddie on the throne when he was in the middle of setting everything up.

“Well hello there baby” he said surprisingly as he opened a folder of notes.

“Hi” you said innocently as you rubbed your hips softly against Eddie, your pantie-covered clit brushed against the rapidly forming bulge beneath you.

“Can I help you with something sweetheart?” He asked, placing a hand on your hip, guiding you down against him again.

“Does it seem like you can?” You said, not wanting to have to say it.

His ringed hand came up and he brushed his fingers lightly up your neck, sending exciting shivers down your spine, before he grabbed your chin, making you look him in the eyes.

“Now baby, if you want something from me, then you tell me” he said, looking into your eyes. “ what do you want sweetheart?”

The way he spoke made your heart pound harder with lust for him.

“I want you.” You said, grinding down on him again. “I want you so bad.”

“Is that so?” Eddie said, mockingly surprised. “In what ways, baby?”

“Every, any” you answered within seconds. “Up to you really”

“Wow, you really seem desperate huh?” He said as he slid a hand up under your skirt.

“Uhu” you moaned as you felt his hand trace your folds.

“Oh baby you really are desperate.” He said, removing his now wet finger for you, holding it up for the two of you to see.

You felt heat rise to your cheeks, seeing the evidence of your desperateness.

“Open your mouth for me baby” he softly demanded, and you complied immediately, putting your tongue out for good measure, “oh, good girl”

The praise made you feel electric and you let out a low moan as Eddie trailed the wet finger all over your tongue.

“Suck sweetheart” he said and you did. “Well I guess we’ll have to find time in the schedule to relieve someone as desperate as you.”

“How long do we have until the others show up?” You asked, leaning down to leave a trail of hickies on the exposed skin of his neck.

“Absolute max, about 20 minutes.” Eddie said.

“C’mon then” you said and got off his lap, grabbing his hand pulling him out of the room, heading towards the bathroom across the hall.

Inside the stall Eddie didn’t wait until he pushed you against the wall, his lips traveling from your neck down as close to your breasts as your shirt would allow.

You pulled the shirt up from where it was tucked into your skirt and tore it off, hanging it over the stall door as Eddie’s face disappeared into your chest, leaving dripping hot kisses to the newly exposed skin.

“Fuck, you’re so pretty baby” you heard Eddie moan into your chest, and you dug your fingers into the dark messy locks and pulled him up,

moaning into his mouth as his tongue met yours.

Eddie pulled your bra down exposing your tits and flicked over one of the nipples,with his fingers as he continued to kiss you deeply.

You took one of the hands that you had in his hair and trailed it down his body, until you came to his belt buckle.

It wasn’t easy without seeing it but after some fiddling you unbuckled it and stuck your hand down his pants, rubbing your hand along his already almost painfully hard cock. You felt it twitch as you touched it and Eddie moaned into your mouth.

“Fuck,” he moaned, as he took both his hands up under your skirt, finding the edge your panties, pulling them down to your mid thigh. His fingers started to rub circles on your clit almost instantly. “How do you want me?”

You thought for a second then decided.

“From behind, please Eddie” you pleaded.

He kissed your forehead.

“Of course baby, always so good for me.” He said, “turn around for me sweetheart”

You did as he asked and before you knew it you were pressed with your back against Eddies front, the back of your skirt flipped up, him easing into you with little to no effort, one of his hands found your tit, the other was down the front of your skirt rubbing you clit in sync with his thrusts.

You had your arms up around Eddie's neck, pulling his head towards yours until your lips met. He panted into your mouth as he pounded deeper into you.

“Fuck Ed’s” you said “I’m close, a little faster and I’ll cum”

“Hold on a little babe and I’ll get you there” he moaned.

You were so overcome with pleasure that you threw your head back against Eddieks shoulder and let out a string of incoherent words in pure pleasure.

This action was also what made the rest of the hellfire club realize where their dungeon master was.

They heard mumbles and assumed that it was Eddie.

”See” Dustin said to Gareth who had been convinced that Eddie had left to grab something that he forgot at home. “Told ya that he was still here”

“Yeah, yeah you win” Gareth responded and rolled his eyes at the freshmen. “Go prepare and I’ll drag the bastard out of there.”

The rest of hellfire went into the drama room and Gareth entered the bathroom. You and Eddie had both more or less just orgasmed and had you full focus on catching your breaths and whispering love declarations to each other. Gareth didn’t hear what you said, and only saw the hellfire shirt hanging on the stall door.

He assumed that it was Eddies, why would he assume any different? It was the boys bathroom after all.

He decided that he would surprise his friend, who probably spilled something on his shirt, so he yanked the stall door open and yelled, “ what are you doing man?”.

What he saw before him was not what he expected.

He saw you, clad in a skirt that thankfully covered a lot from where he was standing, you had your bra on but it didn’t help much because your tits weren’t covered by it, one was in Eddie's hand, and the other was the first thing Gareth saw.

Behind you were Eddie with his pants partially down, one hand holding your tit, the other slowly guiding this cock out of you.

Neither you or Eddie had the chance to say something before Gareth said;

“Oh fuck, no, shit uhm sorry,” he said and almost ran out of there.

Eddie's mind went straight to you who accidentally just flashed his friend your tits.

“How are you? I’m sorry I should’ve locked the stall.” He asked, shoving himself back into his boxers and then helped you slip back into your bra and shirt, before you shimmied your panties up your legs, knowing full well that they would be ruined by the time you got home since Eddie came in you.

“Are you talking about the sex or the surprise visit cause either way I’m fine.” You reassured and pecked his lips. “The sex was amazing, but I think we scarred Gareth for life.”

Eddie chuckled at the thought of his terrified face.

“We better go check on him”

When Gareth had entered the drama room all the other hellfire club members had questioned what had happened, Mike asked:

“What happened in there, did you see a ghost?”

They didn’t get an answer out of Gareth, but when you and Eddie entered, clothes a bit wonky, hickies and lipstick stains all over each other and hairs an absolute mess they figured out what he saw themselves

[terriblyvexed]

hey hey! its one of your readers on ao3 i realized i can ask questions on tumblr so i am trying it out. this may be a controversial question as opinions vary greatly from person to person lool but i am curious being a fellow fan of aot and a fan of your work, so, what did you think about the ending to aot? 👀

(personally i subscribe to a specific fan theory (NOT ANR GOD FORBID i rebuke it!) to keep hope alive in my heart that theres more aot to come cause i did not like the ending much so basically, theres no judgement from me srsly im delulu myself as it stands 😭💯)

anyway thats all thank you for writing left behind and answering my question (potentially)! hope you have a great rest of your day :D

Yeah I know your nickname haha and you can ask or yap about anything!

Ahh yes the ending opinions where swords are drawn two minutes into the debate lol and it’s annoying that people can’t state their thoughts as freely because of the toxicity from every side. This is going to be long I’m sorry😭

I personally didn’t like the ending that much either. I don’t think it’s as bad as people make it out to be, I mean we’ve all seen GoT, but I know a story like AoT could’ve done a little bit better than that, so. It’s not that I wanted Eren to live happily ever after, because his death made the most sense even before I knew about it, but it’s the execution of the episode in general that makes it feel rushed for me.

Mikasa killing him is a beautifully tragic twist, I started bawling my eyes out right there, but I wish the cabin scene was done differently. For me it didn’t feel as raw and honest as the Eren-Armin convo, which I’m not the biggest fan of either, but I’ve always wanted more communication for Eremika so maybe that makes me bitter. Let me see them talk about the table scene and let me see Eren apologise to her. It’s their last moment together, I wanted to see more emotion and honesty rather than an already established relationship that they did off camera. I get what it’s trying to show, and the scene itself is not bad, but I was just a big EM shipper at the time and hoped for more. (I felt the same back when he told her he would wrap that scarf around her forever and always. It hit me just in the right place I remember wanting them to talk about it afterwards but nothing was said.) Same with the memories he gave back to his friends, I’d have liked to see them talk. Him opening his eyes one last time to see her was beautiful no comment there.

Other than that I also LOVED when Levi saluted his friends and comrades! Liked his internal monologue where he said he didn’t regret not bringing Erwin back (Which also made me wish we could’ve seen Armin coming up with impressive strategies and ideas like he used to.)

I liked how Hange was sent off, but I missed them in the final fight.

I really liked the rumbling montage with Guilty Hero playing and Armin’s VA pouring her heart out + that cry at the end when Armin sees Eren. The Levi&Mikasa team-up/final stand was amazing. Those were all done nicely, but that’s pretty much it for me.

For some reason I wasn’t vibing with Annie. I mean she was never my fav but her in season one and in her ova was so much more interesting to me.

I was left underwhelmed by the final fight considering we’ve had great battles like RTS and Liberio previously, it does not compare in my opinion. I understand that Eren won’t kill his friends and I definitely agree with that, but something else could’ve been done with Ymir to make the stakes higher. The ancient titans didn’t feel threatening when you just knew no one was going to die, especially when Falco (first time flying) could dodge all of their arrows.

When everyone there turned into titans, like Jean and Connie, I would’ve preferred if they stayed titans and died when the curse ended. Bringing them back a few minutes later is just meh for me, and makes the emotions I’ve felt a one time thing only because that Jean&Connie dialogue didn’t hit the same afterwards. Not to mention that Connie’s mom was brought back only for us to not see their reunion lol.

Ymir’s storyline was interesting when Eren saw her memories, but after that she lost me a bit. I also don’t like that that *chef’s kiss* scene with Eren telling her she’s just a person didn’t free her at all, that killing Zeke stopped the Rumbling, that Levi was nerfed for the sake of the fight. If all these decisions were done in a slightly expanded time period, I don’t think I would’ve minded much. Especially the final episode itself was, again, rushed in my opinion.

Also, this isn’t just the finale but Historia being sidelined like that is a no-no for me. Not a fan of how the Hizuru-Mikasa plot line didn’t go anywhere either. That may just be nitpicking, but again I do believe season 4 should’ve been longer, maybe with a season 5 as well.

With all that being said, these are just my personal opinions/feelings and despite all, thematically the author did a good job wrapping everything up. Ending a story like AoT couldn’t have been easy at all. Watching it was an experience I don’t think I’ll ever forget or get over and I’m forever going to miss it. (I’m reading the manga now and the uprising arc has me hooked since it’s a bit different from the anime, and dare I say better?)

The ending didn’t ruin it for me or anything, just sad that I won’t get to see the things I wanted to see because naturally everyone has their own expectations, but what are fanfictions for?

What’s the fan theory that you believe? Other than that ANR I’ve heard about the mist and ouroboros but I’ve never read them in detail.

Thank you for reading Left Behind! I’d also like to state that my criticism of the AoT ending does not mean I’ll write one better lol. I like my ending for my story but I’ve already made peace with the fact that some readers might have problems with it. Which is fine as well because I love a good finale debate.

You have a great day/night as well!💓

[nerdieforpedro]

WIP Wednesday

The last one I did may have been in September. 👀 Been a long time. Haven’t really been writing much fanfic. Stuck on different papers for school. I was tagged by @evolnoomym and she shared ideas so I will too! ❤️ @pr3ttynpiink also tagged me and looks to be cooking up some fun new fics. 🥰

I want to write something for Modern Din and Christmas to go in my series: This is the Neighborhood Din, but it will likely need a chapter between that to make sense. (Every so often I care about making sense). Also more Luke doing Jedi yoga on his lawn and Poe & Finn being boyfriends because I want it all!

I need to write a new chapter of Weddings 101 with Dieter. Kinda left on a cliffhanger and a lot happened in my mind that should be posted 🤣

There’s a little over a month until the DMAMC 2025 challenge is due, haven’t written anything. Actually forgot about it, but fear not! I’ll think of something. 👀 My character is Pero Tovar (I doomed myself by picking him 😭 like the level of difficulty). But maybe I’ll revisit a pairing I’ve done.

Random but working on a Baldur’s Gate 3 fic and bugging @perotovar (Erin beta read for me what I have so far), @megamindsecretlair reads the snippets I send her and @soft-persephone looks at the pics I send her and is honest 🤣🤣🤣). Everyone’s favorite moody (for many a legit reason) and murderous pale elf who’s a vampire Astarion and an OFC. Things that happened between these two: a lot of staring, mocking Gale (everyone’s favorite past time- he makes it easy but also the wizard is really nice insane like everyone else but nice), drying some hair, hugs and some tears. Lots of angst, fluff and comfort. Haven’t decided on smut yet, is likely but I’ll see how it reads.

Didn’t realize that A Safe Place for Us was up to chapter 7 on AO3 and only 5 on Tumblr 👀 My bad. I should be able to post one chapter on here before November ends. The formatting and graphics take me the longest. 🤓

I also have a secret Santa fic things I’m supposed to be working on for a discord group but I also have not started. 👀 Unsure of which direction it should go in. I’ll figure it out, eventually I think.

The first paragraph of chapter five of “A Safe Place for Us”:

Waking up to Dieter takes getting used to for Aisha. It’s not unwelcome, she’s just not used to someone clinging to her like he does. Every morning he stays at her apartment is one where he has his arm and head somewhere on her. Chest, stomach, thigh, back, ass one time because he enjoys scissoring her entrance wider and scooping his spend that drips out of her back in before pumping his fingers to stir his cum within her.

Yeah…chapter five is…a ride so to speak. 👀 Forgot we had a strong start.

I found a WIP that contains Marcus Pike angst:

His romantic relationships and come and gone just like yours but you always had each other. Though, you treated yours as ways to work off the need you felt for your friend. To distract yourself, even when you were with your other partners, you’d think of him during the throws of passion, even when having simple meals and they may chew too loudly. You loathed your behavior toward your partners and your friend, biting your lips to not utter his name while under someone else.

“Marcus…”

Is the only name you want to say but can’t.

Hmm….might be a good holiday one or something. 🤔

That’s the ideas for now. Always a lot and never finished. ✅ Would it be Nerdie if they were? 😎

Have a happy Thanksgiving, holiday, days off of work and stay safe!

NPT: @chaithetics @schnarfer @inept-the-magnificent @yopossum @djarinmuse @604to647 @secretelephanttattoo @magpiepills @maggiemayhemnj @murder-wife @sin-djarin @syd-djarin @morallyinept @westside-rot @tinytinymenace @sunshinehaze1 @soft-girl-musings @goodwithcheese @jolapeno @bluestar22x @clawdee @romanarose @beefrobeefcal @bitchesuntitled @bitchwitch1981

[pedrito-friskito]

I’m baaaaaaaaaaaack. 😇

friskito has returned!! didja miss me?

I never meant to disappear into the ether like I did, and I can’t guarantee this is me 100% back to where I was, but we are taking life as it comes, folks!

my darling @prolix-yuy tagged me in a wip game a few weeks ago, so I figured what better way to announce my return than to tell you what I’m working on and what’s coming soon! (also, just as a little note, I’m gonna start posting a lot more on ao3 as well!)

so, without further ado….

STRAWBERRY WINE: you didn’t think I was gonna leave this one unfinished, did you? I’ve got not 1, not 2, but 4 parts completed, ready to be edited and posted once the motivation grabs hold. part 32 will be up FEBRUARY 3RD (brace yourselves!)

DISOBEDIENCE (PART II): I said there’d be a part 2 when I posted part 1 back in….October, and it is officially in the works. no date, but we’re getting there.

BLACK BUTTERFLIES and DÉJÀ VU: the Soap Mactavish little sister AU nobody asked for…reader x Ghost, follows the timeline of the MWIII game (did I cry playing the game? yup. did I cry writing parts of this fic? also yup) - not complete but multiple parts, part 1 will be up FEBRUARY 5TH.

ONE PLUS ONE: for my calculated risks lovers! I truly cannot believe it’s been a year since I update this story, but one is on its way! a glimpse into their wedding night, and some well-deserved shenanigans…! this will be up FEBRUARY 14TH!

and I can’t really classify these at WIPs because have I started them? nope. do I really want to write them? uh YES.

CHAMPAGNE PROBLEMS: I hinted at this one before - santi garcia x reader x frankie morales. based on the tswift song, prepare for angst and drama and a sprinkling of heat.

THE UNTITLED DIN DJARIN HOCKEY AU: I know there’s gonna be 4 parts (like 4 periods in a hockey game hahahaha) but is there a plot yet? nope. all I know so far is rink medic x hockey player din, modern setting, the rest has yet to come to me!

so there you have it! my inbox is open if anyone wants to say hi (or has thoughts about anything that’s on the horizon!) xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxxoxoxoxoxoxo

and tagging a few potentially interested peeps (again i’m SORRY I LEFT FOR SO LONG 😭)

@iamskyereads @psychedelic-ink @inklore @winchestershiresauce @thevoiceinyourheadx @theradioactivespidergwen @wildemaven @amywritesthings @steadyasthe-flowers @undercoverpena @splendiferous-bitch @munsonownsmyass @alwritey-aphrodite @vermillionwinter @spacecowboyhotch @nothoughtsjustmeds @saintmurd0ck 💕

[writtenbygracewilliams]

Ranking my fics from this year

This is for funsies and also my own rankings of my own fics. If you have a fave, I would love to hear what and why. Also thank you so so so much.

[This is only new works I’ve posted on ao3 this year, up until The People We’re Made Of which I only posted yesterday. All are complete. No tumblr drabbles are included, nor is my baby Obligated].

15. Last Night

Written in 48 hours of January 2020, I pulled this Calum Hood x Jake Peralta one shot from the vault. It’s not my best writing, but it’s fun. I’m loyal to my unhinged crossovers, but it was the only one I posted this year!

14. Beautiful Night

Also from the deep vault, this was a Mashton one shot written in late 2022. It’s a bit left field, and mashton are easily the least popular 5sos ship, but I do love soft and fluffy so this is that. Soft bois, as the series is titled.

13. you only wanna love me in the dark

This is very emo and angsty mcdanno, which is sometimes what we need, but it makes me sad :( it’s based off the PeachPRC song Secret, that I had on repeat for weeks after it came out and related to a bit too much.

12. Appropriate Workplace Behaviour

Mcdanno I’m sorry for another low ranking, especially because I do really love this one shot. This is where the ranking got harder. It’s silly goofy fun, and one of my go to feel good fics. Chin is an icon, Lou is as sassy as ever, and Joons and Tani are traumatised. Steve and Danny just love each other, that’s not a crime. (It might be.)

11. My Delicate Flower

A sequel to @sissytobitch10seconds fic! As a long time mpreg lover, I was deeply hooked on the idea of Anthony carrying Hyacinth and had soooo much fun expanding on this idea and universe. I have another follow up very slowly moving along in my drafts.

10. Never Been Kissed

The sequel to Strawberry Kisses, this is another silly goofy feel good short story. This is a bit crack, but honestly had such a fun time writing and creating this fic and thus spreading the Nikki Webster agenda. Also, farm life Kanthony???? Yes.

9. Laws of Attraction

This isn’t even my favourite suits fic that I’ve written (though it’s still the only one I’ve posted 😭) but I value not only it being my first suits post, but also the speed at which I wrote and posted it. I overthink things a lot and lock fics in my vault, so writing, editing and posting in under two weeks was liberating for me. It is peak stupid idiots to lovers marvey.

8. Alignment

There is such tight competition in the top ten I love all my darlings, so it’s a shame this is as high as mcdanno got. I actually wrote this mid 2023, a year before I posted it, but it holds a special place in my heart for lots of reasons. It’s the longest fic I’d written and finished in a while, helping get me back into the groove of multi chaps, and it’s also the first thing I’d done using my beloved world building from ease but in a completely new fandom and setting. Soulmates will always be my fave trope.

7. touch me ‘til I find myself

White Collar!!!! Neal Caffrey and David Siegel are in love, it’s true. I had lots of fun exploring their relationship, and how and why David is in many ways the only perfect person for Neal. I want to do it again.

6. Strawberry Kisses

Narrowly missing out a top 5 spot, Strawberry Kisses (and Never Been Kissed) were incredibly self indulgent and supported by the lovely @newtonsheffield. This fic reignited my childhood in a way that made me soft and gooey on the inside. Nikki Webster you will always be famous.

5. Ignorance Is Bliss

Maybe it’s recency bias, because I just reread this a couple days ago, but I truly love this fic. It’s written quite differently to most of my other stuff, which made it fun. One of my favourite things about writing is exploring techniques and styles, and this allowed and captured that. I’m also an ABO lover, and writing Kanthony ABO in a way that felt very authentic to canon was so enjoyable.

4. Bittersweet

The first Bridgerton fic I posted!!! And it’s lesbian!!! And I wrote and posted it within 24 hours!!! Of course it made the top five. I’m an Edwina lesbian truther, so Franwina felt like a natural experiment to do. Had fun, might revisit the ship in a less emo setting.

3. Ja Pense A Toi

TAFFREY. MY BABIES. Truly no one will ever understand what Neal Caffrey and Gordon Taylor mean to me, but I am trying to spread the agenda. I have two more WIP’s for them, but I digress. Writing their adventures in Paris felt very natural, and I like to think that the two versions of Neal I have (him with Siegel or Taylor) are the devil vs the angel in him.

2. The Compensation Explanation

Maybe a left field choice, as the only big bang theory fic I have posted and probably ever will post. It’s the first thing I posted in 2024, which is sentimental in itself, but this one shot is just special. It’s sad, a little angsty and soft around the edges. It’s a story of being comphet from a deeply religious upbringing and mother, even if she always has and always will love you deeply, and about both the mother and son grappling with relationships—her with god and her son, him with his mother and boyfriend. It feels like a hug in fic form, and it’s one of my own things I reread the most.

1. To Commandeer a Husband

It would be unfair to put anything except this baby as number one. It was my longest (completed) fic in years. The first Bridgerton fic I wrote, how I got my first mutual and beta on here (@tofanasmuse thank you ilysm) and fundamental in building so many parts of my community. Even if it was largely built out of my bottom Anthony agenda and powerful women kink; I love these characters, their dynamics and their relationships so much. Also, writing a Whistledown to start every chapter was so much fun. I promise I’m working on a benophie sequel lol.

Thank you to anyone who read anything I wrote this year, let alone this post that is mostly just for fun. I wanna turn this into a game??? Everyone please rate your fics from the year, I’m so curious and I think it’s fun. You can rank them using whatever metrics you want. You can rank WIPs, smaus, tumblr fics, whatever you like!

I’m tagging @newtonsheffield @hydriotaphia @tofanasmuse @harnitbee but please truly anyone can do this I promise the last thing I’m doing is gate keeping. Let’s all celebrate the year we’ve had, and art we’ve created!

–GW xo

[lint-beetle4]

can you do shadowserpent fluff story, like the chaos snake guy just crushing on mac and mac not even realizing it. Love your short stories by the way :3

Head In The Shadows (ShadowSerpent) Fluff

You're in luck, Anon! We have another ask that I got a few days back from AO3 which means I'm legally required to do this one! (This is a joke, I'm just mixing these two together)

A guest on AO3 had asked "Hi i really like your work, if you have time and motivation can you do a shadowserpent ship fluff story, just the snake boi crushing on mac in the brotherhood, if you can write it i'll be soooo incredibly happy but its alright if you dont do it. Love your work, keep up the good work and remember to take breaks :) PS : I need more shadowserpent story, why am i the only one shipping them 😭😂"

Fluff is hiding under here, I'm just making sure people can scroll by easily and through a wall

Through all the cycles he’s been through, Xiangliu could say that this one would have to be one of the most infuriating. All this time, he’s gotten close to his favorite celestial primates, bursting with magic and raw chaotic energy, yet despite everything, they remain so distant from him. Other cycles would have the three as thick as thieves, even closer if the serpent demon was lucky. Despite everything, Xiangliu was mainly in the side lines, observing Macaque and Wukong train enthusiastically.

The snake demon had his eyes on the darker primate for a while now, the way a certain energy radiated from him that differed from anything he’s seen before.

It was unique…It was–enticing, to see just how Macaque’s shadows fluttered and swelled like the deep abyss of the ocean.

Xiangliu’s magic mirrored that of chaos, static and uncontrolled, nothing like the smooth nature of the shadows that Macaque had at his disposal. 

Ah--

Their training had come to an end, the two now laughing and drying themselves off of sweat and grim. Xiangliu stood up, a gentle smile on his face as he regrouped with his friends.

Days turned to nights, and Xiangliu found himself entranced by the moon, gone from the sky leaving nothing but the shine of the stars in its wake. It was a quiet night, one where Xiangliu could look out and almost taste the freedom he’d been craving.

“You’re out here again?” Macaque had snuck up behind Xiangliu, nearly scaring the chaos being. “Why is it always that I never see you sleep at night?”

Xiangliu sighed, a sorrowful smile as his eyes never left the sky. “I suppose the night calls for me, never letting me sleep.”

“And I’m the dramatic one?” Macaque scoffed, sitting beside the snake demon while looking at the sky, trying to find what his friend had been missing. “Let me ask you something.”

Xiangliu turned to Macaque.

“You always seem to have this look around us.” Macaque explained, eyes centered on the ground with a fierce concentration that could cause the grass to tremble under its pressure. “Something…Nostalgic, I guess.”

Macaque’s hands fiddled with the near scarf that laid across his shoulders. “You never tell us anything, and I suppose I just…want to know you more, I guess.”

“There’s nothing much to say…” This was the hardest part, to reject a stable life in pursuit of what the snake demon truly needed. “I’m afraid I…I can’t offer much to you.”

Macaque sighed, his head drooping slightly. “Look, I get the ‘mysterious and cool-guy’ act, but you can’t just keep all those secrets and thoughts to yourself. We’re a team, aren’t we?”

“Yes, a team.” Xiangliu felt his chest twinge, hope and pain coiling and twisting frantically in his chest. “I…I can’t say much, a lot of it won’t make sense now.”

Macaque only nodded, a slight gesture that had Xiangliu’s mind spiraling further, clouding any logic, any sense he could’ve had.

“I’m…” Oh, how words continue to fail him. “Have you heard of Plato, from the western lands?”

“The philosopher? I’ve heard little of him.”

“There’s this story– of a cave.” Xiangliu looked at the sky, longing returning at full force in his heart. “These people have grown inside this cave, but one has ventured out, seeing the sun and the warmth it had to offer.”

“Yet, when the person came back, his friends had ignored him, calling him a fool.” Xiangliu sighed quietly. “They refused to listen, and yet, the person stayed, exactly like the fool he had been called.”

Macaque’s expression shifted, sympathetic almost as if he understood. 

“I’ve yet to return to that sun, to the warmth that the cave no longer bore.”

“You’re right when you say it wouldn’t make sense.” Macaque huffed, a soft chuckle. “But, I get it. You’re trapped in a cage, behind bars with people who fail to see the world outside of that cage.”

Macaque stood up, holding a hand out. “I can help–find those who had trapped you, and set you free.”

“Oh, that’s–” Xiangliu couldn’t hold back the bittersweet cackle that escaped him, a fire that burned through his body. “You never cease to surprise me, Liu-Er.”

Xiangliu took his hand, trying to remember that familiar warmth before it pulled away. Macaque only gave a slight stare before chuckling.

“You never cease to mystify me. Get to bed already, you’re probably delirious.” It was one of those nights where Xiangliu was deprived of the sun and the moon, and the chill that invaded his body never ceased. Yet, hearing the soft breaths of his comrades, of his friends, made the ache slightly better, gave him hope that would be wiped away later on. Xiangliu closed his eyes, await for her hands to cast away this universe once more.

[littencloud9]

fanfic writer interview!

tagged by @frankenjoly ! tysm hehe <3

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how many works do you have on ao3?

88! but i think there’s a few on anon

your top 5 stories by kudos/likes:

grimaces. these r not my best works bUT

[T] you’re the one that never lets me roam || voltron, klance || 5.1k

[T] in the heat of your electric touch || bsd, sskk || 2.6k

[G] mortal bodies, timeless souls || voltron, klance || 3.4k

[T] move fast, keep quiet || bsd, sskk || 8.4k

[T] smoke in the summer rain || atla, zukka || 5.1k

do you respond to comments? why or why not?

usually yes!! comments are fun and make me happy :)

what’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

hmm… i don’t really write angsty fics but maybe this one:

[T] [vlog 002] melancholia || voltron, keith-centric (implied klance) || 1.1k

what’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

almost all of them /hj. i love my blorbos happy

do you write crossovers?

not really but i’m open to the idea!

have you ever received hate on a fic?

i feel like i have but i don’t remember akdjfkd 😭

do you write smut? if so, what kind?

yes… every once in a blue moon. what kind? um. the kind that makes my heart happy :)

have you ever had a fic stolen?

other than that one time where a bunch of fics were getting uploaded to that other site. i sure hope not

have you ever had a fic translated?

yes!!

have you ever co-written a fic before?

nope. i think that would intimidate the hell out of me but it does sound fun skdjfk

what’s your all-time favourite ship?

GOD don’t do this to me. okay idk about all-time favourite but itafushi holds a very special place in my heart

what’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

kicks rock. so many. i have a kunichuu high school AU that i’d love to get back to someday. maybe 1000 years later </3

what are your writing strengths?

uhhh. i’ve been told my fics flow easily and that i’m good at writing chaotic friend group dynamics a lot :)

what are your writing weaknesses?

an absolute inability to shut up /lh. also i think i need to work on my vocab. i keep using the same words,, snorfles. and i can’t do purple prose for the LIFE of me

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

i tend to use japanese honorifics in my own writing or chinese family terms like jiejie, only cause i’m familiar with those 😭 i think it’s a cool detail in fics! though i do appreciate translations in the a/n if possible so the exact intention comes across bc google translate is unreliable lol

what’s a fandom/ship you haven’t written for yet but want to?

fandom: MORIARTY THE PATRIOT 😭😭 it’s one of my all-time favourite animangas EVER i’m just so busy with other fics djfjfj. also blue lock and alien stage but i’m in fandom events for them so there Will be fics soon

ships: god there is just TOO MANY. atsulucy and odango and odaran from bsd, matsuhana and kiyoyui from haikyuu, bachirinsagi and karahio and otokara from blue lock, to name a few

what’s your favourite fic you’ve written?

ahhh this is so hard. either one of these:

[G] every kiss, it gets a little sweeter || haikyuu, oisuga || 10.3k

[G] i’ll be summer sun for you forever || bsd, kunikidazai || 10.7k

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no pressure tags: @bnesszai @zukkaoru @ixapixie !!

[typicalopposite]

Heyyy, I hope you’re well!💖 I’m soooo obsessed with your “every time I fly” fic it’s all I’ve been thinking about the past 2 days seriously 😭🥹🙌 I would love love love to see Tommy’s point of view or a scene of someone comforting him before the accident 🤧 totally get that you probably already have a plan for the fic thoo but just wanted to spread da love anyway and share!! ❤️‍🔥

Ahhhh! 🫶🫶🫶 I am feeling better from yesterday! And I JUST FINISHED chapter 4 (5om ao3 cause of the prologue) so of course I’ll give you a little Tommy POV! I do actually have a plan to turn the backstory I wrote here into a full fic, especially now that I have angsted a little too hard towards Buck and I feel the need to detail everything that happened with Jay and why Tommy feels like he’s to blame even though Buck was in the wrong! 🫣 but that will be after this fic is finished! Anyway!

Here you go 🫶🫶

Tommy lays on his couch, staring absentmindedly at his TV. He couldn’t tell you a single thing that’s happening on it, but the background noise is just about to lull him (finally) to sleep. If he doesn’t get some soon he might go insane. But to be fair… he feels like he’s gone insane already. Insane with grief, definitely… insane with guilt… for sure.

He should have never kept this a secret. Now it’s all coming back and ruining his life all over again.

There's a knock at his door. Loud thuds to the tune shave and a haircut. Tommy groans and pulls the throw pillow over his head to muffle them. He knows who it is already… They have a key.

“T-Bone!” Sal says equally as loud, pushing the door open. He hears his heavy feet trample across the entryway. If he gets dirt on the rug… he’s dead. There's a shuffle and two small thuds, then the footsteps sound much softer. Tommy can’t help the small smile that works its way to his face. He’s threatened Sal’s life many times about tracking dirt into his house. Seems he’s finally learned. “There you are!” Sal says walking into the living room.

“Here I am…” Tommy repeats, not meaning for it to come out quite so sarcastic, but… it’s been a very stressful week. He pushes himself up to sit, and looks up at Sal.

“Damn, T! You look like shit!” Tommy does his best to attempt to kill his so-called friend with a glare… it doesn’t work, and Sal plops down beside him. “Come on, it can’t be that bad…”

“He found out about Jay…”

“Oh,” Sal leans back into the cushion. “Well… did you tell him—”

Tommy shakes his head, rubs at his eyes. “Fucking Gerard mentioned him…” he says. “And then Evan just sprung it on me… and I panicked.”

“So… what does he know then?”

“He saw the articles… he knows we dated,” Tommy shrugs, burying his face in his hands.

“That’s all?” Tommy doesn’t respond. “Wait… that’s all? He dumped you… for that?” Tommy nods, face still covered, he tries to breathe and it comes out a sob. “The hell, T?!” Sal pushes to his feet, turning towards Tommy, and grabs him by the arm, hauling him up. “Come on… you are done wallowing over this kid…”

“What… where are we going?”

“Out!” Sal says, grabbing his and Tommy’s shoes from the doorway

[pekoeboo]

hey, this might sound really random but i couldn’t message you this and I hate using the message thing on da😭. But lately I’ve been considering using Ao3 but I don’t know anyone who actually used it before.

So I was wondering if you can tell me what it’s like? It’s it hard to use? Should there be things i should be wary of? I noticed the sites I used aren’t the best to post writing I figured might as well take a shot at this site😂

oh hey! no problem - I also don't like using the messaging on dA (also not really a fan of it here, tbh; hence why I've restricted it as much as possible kfjhdfg), so I feel ya on that, haha

oh gosh hmm... okay so my perspective on the site is going to be from someone who never reads fanfiction but only posts my own writing... so there's a whole other side to the conversation I can't even engage with here, unfortunately. but I do personally feel like AO3 is the best option right now for posting writing. however, it is considered an archive, not a social platform. so it does function a bit differently compared to other sites in how you're expected to use it.

they do have a lot of FAQ sections and guidelines to try and help out with understanding what and what not to do, but I tend to have a hard time retaining the info because it's A Lot so I have to rely on like. posts here on tumblr explaining stuff to me instead (checking the #AO3 tag might help? idk if there's a specific tag ppl use to share helpful info tho). the only thing I'm still unsure about is whether or not original content is actually allowed?? I've heard both yes and no and there IS a genre tag for original content so I'm just going forward with the idea that it's okay. for the most part though, the site is made to archive fan works, so you'll def be fine posting that sort of thing for sure.

I do think overall it's a very user-friendly site compared to others I've used when it comes to the UI and such ;o; everything is compartmentalized well and being able to customize the formatting is REALLY helpful and was also the main reason why I switched over from ffnet :'0 it's just... a bit overwhelming when it comes to tagging and organizing a piece of work within the guidelines. that's the biggest stress point for me, personally.

but yeah;; that's pretty much all I know. so sorry I can't be of much more help;;; if any of my followers have better tips on how the site works or have good "starting out" posts to recommend, I'd love for you to join the conversation to help out!!! ;0;

[tinypandacakes]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Thanks for the tag @kneelingshadowsalome ! No pressure tags: @xoxunhinged @syoddeye @ethereal-night-fairy @stuffireadandenjoy @sprout-fics and anyone else who wants to join :3

1. How many works do you have on Ao3?

25!

2. What's your total Ao3 word count?

750, 075

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Call of Duty (mainly these days), Sandman, Apex Legends

4. Top five by kudos.

Trapper, Keeper, Delta Tango Foxtrot, Too Sweet Not to Share, Second Dances, Reminder

5. Do you respond to comments?

Always! I enjoy the engagement, back and forth dialogue it sometimes sparks, and the little community in the comment section. Comments are never expected, but make me so incredibly happy, so I try to carve out time to answer each one 💕

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

I always like to write a tidy and relatively ‘good’ ending, but I have a lot of unfinished WIPs T.T so no one would know that I guess

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

My FuseHound story A Familiar Face will have a very happy and upbeat ending �� but I need to finish it first ^^’

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I’ve been pretty lucky on that front. I have only ever gotten one hateful comment — it said I am an awful person must have endured some horrific abuse as a child to write rough sex / predator/prey and CNC between consenting adult characters. I just deleted and moved on.

9. Do you write smut?

It’s my favorite to read and write!

10. Craziest crossover.

I personally don’t write crossovers but love to read AUs!

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

No, thank goodness.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No

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

No — idk if I would be able to do this, but I like the idea of it in theory

14. All time favorite ship?

Ohhh FuseHound from Apex legends still holds a special place in my heart, along with SoapGhost and Soap x Ghost x König

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

The first fic I ever started posting — Fated. 300k and not finished. It was a labor of love and definitely helped me relearn how to write.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Sensory details (sight/smell/sound/tactile) as well as descriptions of food.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Dialogue, especially during smut. T.T it takes me multiple tries and edits to get it right, and even then I'm not always 100% happy with the result

18. Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

I adore it, when not used excessively. It works well for a story like Trapper, Keeper, imo because König is okay with the reader not knowing what he’s saying. And if the character sprinkles their language through their dialogue in canon (like Bloodhound using Icelandic words/phrases) it keeps the characterization on point.

But also as an American with a plain Midwest/mildly Chicagoan accent, I just think other languages and accents are incredibly hot! I’ve learned from some natives I’ve talked to (especially regarding German) that they tend to find like, pillow talk in their own language incredibly cringy and hard to read or listen to 😭 so I do try to limit it to certain contexts in my own work.

19. First fandom you wrote in?

Metalocalypse when I was like 13. Thank goodness I never posted that anywhere and just scribbled it in a notebook. It was like, Tina Belcher from Bob’s Burgers level of goofy “erotic friend fiction” where I thought I was so raunchy even though everything was fade to black.

20. Favorite fic you've ever written?

Probably a tie between Trapper, Keeper, Delta Tango Foxtrot, and my sandman fic The First of Many that still needs to be finished