#Series: Prompts for Pride 2024

[phlebaswrites]

Love (And Family)

Summary:

To be a shinobi is to keep secrets.

Hikaku is a very good shinobi.

Rating: Teen And Up Fandom: Naruto Relationship: Senju Tobirama/Uchiha Hikaku Word Count: 556 (Complete)

Part of Prompts for Pride 2024, this story was written for @titaniafaeriequeen, who requested gender queer Hikaku/pansexual Tobirama.

"He is perfectly fine, thank you!" Izuna-sama is still yelling and Hikaku winces as she drags her cousin away.

"Please," she rubs at her temples in frustration, knowing he means well but wishing he wouldn't anyway. "Just… leave them alone."

"I won't." Izuna-sama's mouth turns down in what is almost a pout - and she knows what his pout looks like better than most. "They're disrespecting you!"

"They aren't." Hikaku holds up her hand, stopping the argument which he's clearly bursting to have. "No, they're not. I don't feel disrespected and it's my opinion which counts. Your brother assigned me to work with the Inuzuka and I'm doing my job - do not make my work harder."

Read the rest on AO3.

[husbandograveyard]

Part of my 2024 Kinktober - Masterlist here

Prompt: Blindfold Word count: 2500 Reader: No pronouns used, reader has a vagina and breasts, reader gets called babe and dear Cw: Blindfold, fingering, sensory play, some temperature play, some impact play, some biting (nothing too much), ruined orgasm to eventual satisfaction, Gojo is a whore for praise (nothing new), some nipple play, reader has trouble focusing on sex/cumming, spit mentioned once.

[A/n]: this one is LONG (compared to the others in this series) and very self-indulgent. My neurodivergent ass has trouble focusing during the horizontal tango, so I dedicate this fic to myself. For that reason I am also HC'ing the reader as neurodivergent, but you are free to see them however you like <3 I hope you enjoy reading the fic either way, because I had a blast writing it! minors / ageless blogs interacting will be blocked

It was gone. 

You groaned out in frustration as you felt the perfect buildup towards your orgasm subside, until there was nothing left but sensations that felt neither good or bad, just a feeling. Letting go of the sheets balled up in your fists, you gently placed one hand on top of Gojo’s larger one, making him still his movements completely, pulling out his fingers. 

“Did it happen again?” 

When you nodded in response, he clicked his tongue in annoyance and wiped his hand on the sheets. The annoyance was not directed towards you, it was moreso a shared displeasure, frustration in your stead. He wanted you to feel pleasure, wanted you to cum. Yet somehow your brain wouldn’t allow you to focus unless the stars were aligned perfectly. 

You actually didn’t mind as much. You enjoyed sex, still. You found comfort in the proximity, the intimacy, the love you shared. There was also very little that made you feel as confident and attractive as the great Satoru Gojo practically worshiping you, or having him completely at your mercy every now and then. 

But he didn’t see it that way. Especially because Satoru was so used to being good, no, the best at everything. It was not so much a matter of pride as it was of ego. The fact that he was struggling to make you come felt like an insult to his skills, no matter how many times you had assured him that there was nothing he was doing wrong. It was just your brain providing too many thoughts and distractions, taking you away from the matter at hand. 

Satoru got up from the bed, started to rummage in his closet drawers. You propped yourself up on your elbows, watching him curiously. Usually that was not how these situations ended; You’d take some time kissing and cuddling, getting back in the mood before eventually having sex and having another round of cuddles after. It was what you were prepared for, and what you were looking forward to. 

You frowned in confusion, observing Gojo as he finally found what he was looking for, pulling a piece of black fabric out of the drawer with a triumphant grin. You cocked your head to the side, opening your mouth to ask him what this was about, but he interrupted you before you could even start speaking. 

“One of my blindfolds!” 

He looked at you with a huge smile on his face, as if he had just revealed a full-on brilliant plan, and expected you to jump on the hype train with him immediately.

“Are you gonna tie me up?” 

“Of course not, silly”, he chuckled, “I’m gonna blindfold you. One sense less, means one less distraction. I’ll force that brain of yours to focus on just the sensations, on just me. If you can’t see what’s coming, you can’t anticipate it, so you’ll be taken by surprise, and that will hopefully increase your focus.” 

You thought it over, finding that there was very little to argue with his logic. In the best case he was right, and in the worst case, he’d still be taking care of you with pleasant sensations. There was no outcome where you’d lose in this scenario, so you smiled and nodded: 

“Sure. Let’s try it.” 

Satoru climbed onto the bed again, sitting cross-legged next to your naked frame, motioning for you to sit up a little. You did just that, feeling a little bit of excitement bubbling up at the feeling of the soft fabric across your eyes. He leaned in close to tie the blindfold behind your head, an expert at the motions on himself, but fiddling a little now it was on someone else. 

“How’s that?” 

You wiggled your eyebrows, tried to blink and scrunched up your nose, trying to move the blindfold with just your facial expressions. It shifted slightly, but your vision stayed a vague black. 

“Perfect”, you smiled. 

“Lay back down then, I’ll guide you,” Satoru replied, one hand already on your back, guiding you to lay back down onto the bed. You shifted until you were comfortable, fully closing your eyes under the blindfold in anticipation. It was no use trying to peer from underneath it, and it only added to your excitement. 

You felt the weight on the bed shift as Satoru got up, moving away from the bed. You strained your ears, trying to hear where he was going and what he was up to. You couldn’t help but notice that your senses felt just a little different now, now that one of them was blocked off. He hadn’t said what exactly he would do either, which only added to your focus and would undoubtedly add to the surprises that would follow. 

“You remember our safe word, right?” 

Satoru’s voice was across the room, near the doorframe. You frowned. He wasn’t going to play some stupid joke and leave, right? You nodded in response to his question. 

“Use your words, dear.” 

“Yes, I remember”, you sighed, just the slightest hint of annoyance in your voice. What was he up to? Now was not the moment for teasing. The plan was to get you in the mood and focus, but all he was doing now was pushing your curiosity just a little bit too far. 

“Good.” 

It was quiet for a second, and you suddenly felt a little exposed just laying there naked, still not a single touch from Satoru. 

“You’re not going to leave me here, are you?” 

He laughed, a genuine and playful laugh, the sound giving you some tingles. 

“Of course not. But I do want to go get some stuff…” the way he emphasized the last word made you even more suspicious. What the hell was that supposed to mean? You voiced that question out loud. 

“You know, to really make this a true sensory experience?” 

You raised your eyebrows at his tone, not that he could see that. 

“I will be right back. I promise.” 

He did sound more sincere with those final words, in an effort to reassure you that this was definitely not a stupid prank, and you heard his footsteps move down the hallway.  You took a few deep breaths, trying to not let your thoughts wander too much, and instead trying to direct your focus onto yourself, your body and the way you were feeling. 

The room wasn’t too warm nor too cold. You had been sweating a little earlier when you were getting into it, but the sweat had long dried on your skin, making it a little colder to the touch where it had properly cooled down your body temperature. You didn’t feel chilly though, but you knew it wouldn’t be long. You hoped Satoru would hurry up- 

Right as you thought so, you felt the mattress dip again. You gasped, you hadn’t even heard him come back into the room. Had you been so deep in thought? 

Satoru lets out a low whistle, and you can hear him smirking as he speaks: “Damn, babe. I should’ve done this before. You look breathtaking laying there, all helplessly anticipating me” 

You wish you could roll your eyes at him, but at the same time, you’re much too curious about what is to come to truly express any annoyance; in the heart of it all there was praise for you, and you know that’s just what he is seeking too: your praise when he does a good job. You whimpering his name when he makes you feel good. You coming undone for him, by his touches and kisses. No matter how you looked at it, no matter how much it was something he did for you, it was also still a win for him. 

Your train of thought was interrupted again, this time by Satoru lightly grazing the skin of your stomach. Just his fingertips, dancing across the skin, almost tickling, but not even enough for that. The sensation made you shiver, and you felt your brain focus just a little, waiting for more. 

He pressed his fingers down a little, trailing down to your navel, and then up in between your breasts. You noticed his fingers were cold. Not like his usual chilly touch, but almost as if he had put his hands in the freezer-?

You gasped loudly when you felt an ice cube being pressed against your collarbone. The location was wildly different to where Satoru’s fingertips were still tracing your skin, the ice cold sensation sudden and unexpected, nearly shocking your brain into focus. 

Satoru chuckled, removing the ice cube to not make the cold hurt you, rubbing the water that had melted onto your skin, letting it evaporate and leave nothing but goosebumps behind. 

Before you could even say anything, he repeated the motion, ice cube a little lower, right above your breasts, while his other hand was trailing down as well, fingertips now dancing below your navel. You swallowed away a whimper. You weren’t exactly sure how this was feeling, but it wasn’t bad. You were on edge, but ready for pleasure. You were seeking it out. You were- 

-taken off guard when he now shifted fast, retracting the hand on your belly and dipping his head down to lick off the water on your skin now. You couldn’t help but gasp again, and you felt a slight vibration of him chuckling onto your skin. 

Your heartbeat was picking up now, anticipation flooding your veins. There was very little he had done so far, yet these few little movements and sensations had already been successful in getting you on edge in a pleasant way. You wanted to bite your lip, but were stopped in doing so when Satoru pressed his lips to yours, capturing them in a quick, but sloppy kiss. You felt a little saliva drip on your chin when he pulled away again, and before you could whine at the loss of contact, the ice cube -now nearly melted- was pressed to one of your nipples. 

You moaned, the chill hardening your nipple, the feeling only getting better when the last of the ice cube melted and it was just Satoru’s skilled fingers playing with the sensitive bud. You arched your back into his touches, and whined when he stopped them just as suddenly as they started. 

Before you could voice your complaint, he had latched his lips onto the other nipple, sucking hard, before letting go with a wet pop. He then pressed a soft kiss to your breast, and you just felt the way his lips were curled as he did so: he was smirking, enjoying the way you were reacting. He just knew that whatever he did was working. And he was right about it too. 

The whiplash from sensation to sensation, made it unable for your brain to drift off. You couldn’t help but focus as he continued to barrage your body with a mix of soft and less soft touches. A kiss here, a light nibble there. A kiss to your lips while his fingers pinched one of your nipples, a kiss to your stomach before his hand came down on your thigh harshly, following that motion with some soothing rubs, to just move onto another sensation, another spot to lick, to kiss, to slap, to suck, to nibble. 

“Fuck- ‘Toru” 

You were a writhing mess now, very much aware of the slick that has been gathering between your thighs all this time. The sensory experience, almost overload, had your sex throbbing and you wanted to rub your thighs together, desperate for some friction. Satoru had to have noticed it too, but so far he hadn’t really acknowledged it, too busy giving you pleasure literally everywhere but the spot where you needed him the most. 

When he did touch you there, for the first time since you started this ordeal, you almost yelped, a soft brush with one slender finger over your folds was already enough to send electric jolts through your body. You had been so worked up by now that your brain was fully focused, and when Satoru finally slid two fingers into your sopping heat, you locked in even more. You felt every movement, every curl of his fingers, every drag of his fingertips against your sensitive walls. You heard the lewd sounds, wet on wet, mixed into with your own moans and whimpers. You bucked your hips up into his touches, but Satoru kept your hips down with his free hand, leaving you completely at his mercy. 

He changed the angle of his hand just a little so he could rub at your clit as well as keep up the previous motions, and you felt your legs tense up, then twitch. 

“How’s that feel, babe? You gettin’ there?” 

You know he’s gauging the effect he’s having on you, checking in to see if his plan is actually working as well as he’s fishing for praise, as if your satisfied moans and whimpers aren’t enough of a sign that he’s doing a good job. You don’t want to risk losing the momentum now though, now that you’re so very close to getting some sweet release, so you make sure to interject your wordless sounds with praises for how good he’s making you feel and pleas for him to not stop whatever he is doing. And he doesn’t, he keeps on curling his fingers just right, circling your clit with the exact amount of pressure you need. Your praises might be a way of appeasing him and his incorrigible ego, but there was a truth in them too. Whatever he was doing, you were feeling it in every single cell of your body, and you desperately didn’t want him to stop. 

You know he is about to talk again, undoubtedly some smartass remark, but he interrupts himself at the first syllable as your walls clench around his fingers almost rhythmically, and you are almost taken off guard yourself as the pleasure reaches its peak. Your orgasm makes you close your eyes tightly, even under the blindfold, and for once your head seems void of any thoughts except for the ones that you cannot put into words: just a blank mind filled with feelings of pleasure. 

Satoru continues the movement of his fingers just a little longer, slowing down after a while when he notices you’re no longer twitching as hard. He eventually pulls them out of you, and you don’t need to lift the blindfold to know that he is practically beaming with pride. 

“There you go. Told you I’d get you there.” 

You are too busy focusing on breathing normally again, that you can’t even retort, just lifting the blindfold from your eyes instead so you can look at him again. 

“Next time I’ll make you cum twice.” 

He was going to be the death of you. 

[inuyashapridemonth]

Inuyasha Pride Month 2024

Hello, Inuyasha fandom! We're coming for June once again, and this year, we've abolished daily prompts, and opted for themed weeks to kick start the fun; for further information, click 'Keep reading'! We hope you'll join us this year in celebrating LGBTQ+ creators within the Inuyasha universe!

When the time comes, tag us @inuyashapridemonth here on Tumblr, and use the hashtag #inuyashapridemonth2024, so we can share your creations!

Week 1 – Identities

This week is all about letting your character's flags fly - or not, depending on how you approach it. This week is about choosing your own labels, so paint your characters however you see fit. Artists: for a plethora of pride flag colour codes, click here.

Week 2 – M/M

Let's hear it for the boys! Also known as MLM or Slash, this week is for shipping the lads of the series.

Week 3 – F/F

Girls, they run the world! Also known as WLW or Femslash, this week is for shipping the gals of the series.

Week 4 – Characters

Finally, we have characters. This week is to celebrate your characters as individuals; if you missed your chance to play with your fave ace, this is their time to shine!

Important Note: For M/M and F/F weeks, characters that identify as male/female or NB are more than welcome, e.g. Inuyasha x trans!Kagome are perfect for M/M week.

For more information, head to our Rules & FAQs page.

If you have any questions, send us an ask!

Writers! Find our AO3 collection here.

The countdown begins! From today, there are 2 months until Pride Month, and we'll be here with a few reminders. See you then!

Love, The Mods ♡

[stargatefests]

Stargate Microfic Challenge

Since we're celebrating the Stargate Anniverary fest for both SGA (20 years) and Stargate: The Movie (30 year), thought we'd throw another opportunity to join in the fun.

What is a 'microfic' -- as used on Tumblr, a microfic is 50 words. Half a drabble. Now, we're not going to be the microfic police. If you want to write more or less than 50 words for any of these prompts, you're more than welcome to do so. But a goal of 50-ish words is a challenge. Or, heck, do art... icons, drawbles... whatever you think fits is good enough for us.

The list below are 35 prompts originally from the McSheplets list on Live Journal. Use them in any order, or go back to the original McSheplets list (here) and find some prompts you do want to write.

MCSHEP NOT REQUIRED, we're just stealing the prompts. Write any pairing, no pairing. Write SG-1, SGU... any forms of Stargate works are welcome!

No promises, but if you @stargatefests on Tumblr, we'll try to reblog your work. And/or we'd love to have your work on the AO3 collection: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/Stargate_Anniversary_Fest_2024

The overall fest deadline is October 31, 2024. So that also applies here. Do what you can, when you can! We all win when you share something with us.

List of prompts below:

challenge: 040 - season 1

challenge: 041 - secret

challenge: 042 - pretending

challenge: 043 - crossover

challenge: 044 - at first sight

challenge: 045 - sacrifice

challenge: 046 - anticipation

challenge: 047 - home improvement

challenge: 048 - hope springs eternal

challenge: 049 - wet

challenge: 050 - return

challenge: 051 - handy

challenge: 052 - destiny

challenge: 053 - attention

challenge: 054 - mixed signals

challenge: 055 - movie

challenge: 056 - post-series

challenge: 057 - just in time

challenge: 058 - hindsight

challenge: 059 - tease

challenge: 060 - accident

challenge: 061 - the other side 3 (amnesty or wild card)

challenge: 062 - borrowed

challenge: 063 - fall

challenge: 064 - epiphany

challenge: 065 - dadt

challenge: 066 - honor and obey

challenge: 067 - matchmaking

challenge: 068 - play

challenge: 069 - awkward

challenge: 070 - high

challenge: 071 - history

challenge: 072 - animalistic

challenge: 073 - coming out

challenge: 074 - forgotten

challenge: 075 - pride

[madrigaydays]

Welcome to Madrigay Days 2024!

Madrigay Days is an Encanto fandom event running throughout the month of June, centered on creating and sharing queer fanworks including art, drabbles, one-shots, and more. We have four prompts to celebrate four weeks of pride month:

June 1 - 8: Discovery June 9 - 15: Kiss June 16 - 22: Performance June 23 - 30: Magic

Share your work by posting it with the #madrigaydays tag, and/or upload it to the Madrigay Days AO3 collection here!

Rules

Works must be a part of the Encanto (2021) fandom.

Works must adhere to one of the Madrigay Days themes.

Series of Madrigay Days works are welcome.

No incest.

FAQ

Q: Do I need to submit my fill during the specific week? A: No. We ask that you not publish before the specific week of the prompt you're filling, but we will continue taking late submissions during and after the event. Pride is eternal 🏳🌈

Q: Is NSFW allowed? A: Yes!

Q: Are crossovers allowed? A: Also yes, as long as Encanto remains the primary focus.

Q: Can I fill multiple prompts with one artwork/fic? A: Multiple prompts are okay, but remember that any prompts you use should be major themes of your work. We accept late fills, so you don't need to worry about running out of time and needing to combine ideas.

Q: Is there a prize? A: The friends we make along the way :)

Browse

Use the links below to find the works for each prompt in our archive!

Discovery - Kiss - Performance - Magic

Have fun, and happy pride month!

[drarrydisabilityfest]

It's That Time of Year Again...

Drarry Disability Fest 2024

Welcome Back to the 2ND YEAR of Drarry Disability Fest (2024)!

For those who don't know, Drarry Disability Fest is a fest dedicated to the accurate representation of disabilities, d/Deafness, medical conditions, and mental illness; Drarry Disability Fest is the first of it's kind. In this fest there will be no romanticism of disability (though romance will definitely be present elsewhere), instead we want our artists and writers to focus on accurate depiction - whether it be of the sad, mad, or glad times of disability and mental illness.

Our goal is to add diversity to the Drarry fic and fanart community, and we firmly believe that while disability and mental illness can be very difficult to handle, they do not mean that we're destined to a life of inaction and solitude; we are an empowered community.

All the mods for this fest are disabled/mentally ill to some extent, and have experience with a variety of additional disabilities to ensure that we have maximum ability to give feedback and filter prompts to the best of our ability.

We would also like to say that everyone's experience with mental illness and disability is different, so if you end up reading a depiction of your illness or disability that differs from your own, please accept that we do our best to filter the media in this fest so that it is safe for disabled readers, and remember that every different experience with a condition is valid.

This fest will not be anonymous, and we're posting to the fest AO3 Collection in July as that is Disability Pride Month. This year we are starting everything slightly earlier so that all you beautiful creators have more time to create, so follow our tumblr and join our discord sever to be sure you don't miss anything.

Anyone may prompt to this fest, even if you don't plan to create anything, however we will be filtering your prompt submissions on the AirTable to ensure they are sensitive to the disability/mental illness you are wishing to see depicted.

You don't need to be disabled to write about disabilities, but please do your research, ask questions from disabled sensitivity readers, and if you're ever unsure our wonderful mods Ceylon, Rowan, and Kel are happy to help. We have a wordcount minimum of ~1000 or equivalent. This means if you're not doing a written piece then put in the effort equivalent in your digital fanart, podfic, or other media. We do not accept videos at this time.

Beta readers/viewers are required for each submission. You can self prompt when claiming, and you can claim multiple prompts as long as you submit each work before claiming a new prompt.

The Dates are as follows in MST/MDT:

February 29 (Leap Year): Prompting Begins

March 20: Prompting Closes (Self-Prompting still allowed)

April 1: Claiming Opens

June 15: Claiming Closes

June 16 : Submissions Deadline

July 1: Posting Begins

July 31: Posting Ends & Fest Wrap-up

Further in depth fest rules can be found at the pinned post on our tumblr, please give them a read as they have been updated!

Your mods: Rowan @basicallyahedgehog (tumblr), Ceylon @quackquackcey (tumblr), Kel @slytherinthelibrary (tumblr)

A PSA: We acknowledge that J.K. Rowling is the author of the series this fandom is based in, however all mods involved strongly disagree with and refute any and all racist, antisemitic, transphobic, homophobic, and other prejudiced ideas the author holds. This is a safe space for trans people and two of our mods are trans themselves. If you are transphobic or homophobic or otherwise prejudiced against any marginalized group; you are not welcome here.

[magicalmonthlyprompts]

🏳️‍🌈 Fandom Pride Parade 2024 🏳️‍🌈

We are back with our multi-fandom pride event! The Fandom Pride Parade is a series of prompts based off of Baker and Segerblom's original flag that debuted at the Gay Freedom Day Parade in SF in 1978.

This year's prompts are based around the requirements for global Pride events!

Day 1: Hot Pink Meaning: Sex  Prompt: Glitter 

Day 2: Red Meaning: Life  Prompt: Active 

Day 3: Orange Meaning: Healing Prompt: Established 

Day 4: Yellow Meaning: Sunlight  Prompt: LGBT 

Day 5: Green Meaning: Nature  Prompt: Notable 

Day 6: Turquoise Meaning: Magic and Art  Prompt: Yearly 

Day 7: Indigo Meaning: Serenity  Prompt: Worldwide

Day 8: Violet Meaning: Spirit  Prompt: Celebrate

Any fandom is welcome, but please remember that all NSFW ships, both background and foreground, should only involve characters that are 18+.

Don’t forget to use “fandom pride parade” in your tags, and post it to the Fandom Pride Parade Collection (FandomPrideParade2024) on Ao3. Let your rainbow flag wave and unleash your creativity!

~Muse of Mystery

[fadedsweater]

Kinktober Drabble #1: Orgasm Control

Prompt: orgasm control, from Starsandskies' Kinktober 2024 promp list (here.) | read on ao3 | kinktober 2024 series

Title: Say Please Rating: E Pairing: Female Lavellan/ Solas

Solas does not beg. Will not. But—

Eira licks his cock with the flat of her tongue.

"Vhenan," he says.

It's the wrong word. She holds his gaze and licks again—deliberately, maddeningly slow.

He sucks in a breath. His body feels like that of an animal. His hips twitch.

"Come on." A wet kiss, another teasing flash of tongue. Her fingers curling inside of him. Coiled heat. "Say it."

Pride weighs down his tongue. His breath hisses through his teeth. "No."

"Stubborn man." Her eyes gleam. "You'll regret that."

He will break; of course he will.

But not yet.

[nerdieforpedro]

Don't know what you mean

Part one of the Roc & Roc Series

Tim Rockford x plus size female reader (Doc)

This fic is for general audiences.

My blog overall is 18+ MDNI

Main Masterlist / Tim Rockford Masterlist / Roc & Doc Series

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: obsessive behavior, Stealing, discussion of stomach contents, food references (did you think I wouldn't?), mentions of crimes

Summary: You know it's wrong, but you haven't stopped taking them for months. He's going to find out one way or another. How are you going to handle it when he figures it out?

Notes: Because 2024 appears to be my year of writing challenges, I decided to use a prompt I saw on @creativepromptsforwriting blog for a weekend game. It was fun using a prompt but at the same time hard? I usually don't use prompts, All my craziness is marinating up there. 😎 I also took this as an opportunity to write Tim Rockford! I've actually wanted to write him for a while, but wasn't sure how. Here we are. Anything about police and Med. examiners I know from TV and for that I apologize in advance.

I got #799 which gave me the following prompt: "Sometimes it was much easier just to steal something than to ask for it." I don't know if I stuck to it or not. 🫢

As your friend told you the other day when you were grinning about how it’s been three months since you started taking his pens, “You should just tell him you like him. You’re pulling his metaphorical pigtails.” 

She also told you, “that isn’t pride you feel when you do it and see him flustered. Think lower Doc.” 

“You’re thinking lower, in the gutter! It’s just a pen and eventually, I will figure out what restaurant it is. I don’t need to ask him and as good as a homicide detective he is, he still has no idea who took all his pens thus far.”

Your friend calls you a weirdo for taking and keeping this man’s pens. You admit, it’s not something a sane person, let alone what a medical examiner would do. But also, he’s gotta notice eventually right? Then Detective Rockford will be hungry, because murder makes him famished and you can suggest Chinese food. Then you’ll know the name of the damn place because he should be getting all the perks and rewards from whatever little hole in the wall food place this is. It’s been bugging you that you’ve asked others in the bullpen and they don’t know, how can they not know, haven’t they worked with him longer than you have?

Fast forward to one late night of many in your office, writing up reports on your findings and listening to some lo-fi music from your bluetooth speaker. You’re trying to find ways to describe the victim's stomach contents. Bile of course, but noodles, part of a fortune cookie and a few pieces of beef that you could make out. It also had arsenic in it, high levels to where they had clearly been poisoned. Your stomach is growling and you’re just trying to finish this last report before going to get something to eat. Your fingers dance across the keys as you write, wondering if it’s going to be another burger or maybe a taco tonight. Heavy steps echo down the hallway toward your office, you’re familiar with them and have come to welcome them on the frequent late nights.

The trenchcoat is what you see first. It’s not your first time seeing it, but it always made you giggle, his elbow leans on the doorframe as does his hip. He has his glasses on, rare when he’s not reading or editing his murder boards. His broad frame dilled the majority of the doorway as you glanced up from your screen. He threw you a nod as you waved him in, long legs bringing him to one of the two chairs in front of your desk. “Hey Doc, still working?” He relaxed into the chair, leaning a little to his right, his brown eyes scanning your desk. It was actually neat for once. You’d taken the time to clean and organize it after not being able to find a case file. Can’t let that happen again.

“Yeah. I’m surprised you aren’t Rockford. I’m finishing up with the poisoning. There’s nothing specific about the arsenic though. It’s so common it could have come from anywhere. It’s the concentration that’s the kicker. That what you’re here about Columbo?”

“The case always comes first, but I have a different case I’m working on. It’s a subtle one. One that was clearly thought out and took planning. And I’m surprised you know about Columbo, that’s good. I’ll also accept the compliment, like me he had a full head of hair.” Tim explains leaving you curious. You couldn't recall another intersecting active case. The others were fairly straightforward. Blunt force trauma, stabbings, a couple drownings and animal attacks. How people still don’t get to leave bears and coyotes alone is beyond you. “It’s not a homicide. It’s theft. Very petty theft.” He’s rolling his wrist while he explains, almost like he’s hypnotizing you, but your own cough brings you out of it. “I don’t understand what would motivate a person to continually do something so benign but also annoying.” He grins, “You alright there Doc? Want me to get you a bottle of water out of your mini-fridge?” He stands and grabs himself one, offering you one without waiting for your answer. You just nod and cough a bit more, clearing your throat before gulping the water down.

The time has likely come. You’re sure he knows you’ve been taking his pens. So petty, not befitting of a well-adjusted adult, but you’re not are you? Tim reclaims his seat and scoots it back to allow for him to spread his legs to set his elbows on. He learns forward and takes a swig from the bottle. A little of the water gracing his bottom lip to which he licks off. “Thanks Rockford, for the water.” You manage to exhale after holding your breath and sit back in your own chair, trying to move away from him in such a small space. He’s still on the other side of your desk, but he’s too imposing and you feel guilty. 

“You’re welcome Doc. Now, this culprit has been tricky and I honestly didn’t notice at first. I’ve always been pretty absent-minded when it came to pens. I usually use the same one until the thing doesn’t write anymore. But, Stevenson, even though he is a tool, did buy me two sets of black ball-point Sharpie pens. He was a bit of an ass saying I needed those to read my own notes. They can’t be chicken scratch and a thin wisp of a line.” Tim rattled on. You wondered if this is what he did with his suspects, left them dangling while he had them circling and spinning in their heads like you are now. The water bottle crunches in your hand from the pressure you’re putting on it and you set it down, opting to take hold of the armrests of your chair. You had splurged on a wider one for yourself that would accommodate your hips and thighs since you do spend many an hour dictating and typing notes. Rockford’s head cocked to the side as he watched you.

“Tell me why I see those same pens here on your desk in your little cup here and why you’ve been taking them Doc. I know it’s you, I just want to know why. You’re…” Tim paused for a moment, “particular but I didn’t think petty. I also can’t think of anything we've disagreed or had an issue with each other about.” Closing your eyes, you knew this moment would come, it’s so stupid. You’re a grown woman stealing pens, but it was easier than just asking. Your friend had been right, you’ve got too much pride.

“Tim.” You start, you’ve got to sell it. Hard. You lean forward and mimic his body language, elbows on your desk, trying your damnedest to look calm. Your armpits feel hot though. “Your pens are better than mine. I could have went out and bought them myself. I’m not hurting for money, but they were right there. I got one, and I just had to have more of them. They write so smoothly and fit in my hand just right.” You even gestured your hands like you were scribbling on top of a folder. This had to be the end of it right? “I’m sorry I took your pens. I will buy you new ones and work will be a little awkward but it will pass eventually.” You shrugged your shoulders and smiled, trying to reassure him. It would be totally weird working with him now, especially since he’s the lead homicide detective on so many cases, but this is the grave you dug yourself. 

Rockford’s face could have been made of stone. You swear the entire time you spoke he didn’t move. “Hmmm…Thanks for the apology Doc but what is the real reason? Because it was over months and you gave yourself away every time you watched me look for a pen. Even offered me one yourself at times. I kept running through different motives you could have but none of them make any sense.” Tim reached into his coat pocket and removed his handy notebook. Turning to presumably, where said motives are written, and showed you where he had crossed out the following:

Botched case?

Improper conduct?

Evidence misuse?

Autopsy issues?

Stopping by her office without notice?

Talking to her in general?

All were crossed out and you felt that same feeling of pride in your chest and belly. You remembered your friend’s words, “that isn’t pride you feel when you do it and see him flustered. Think lower Doc.” But it was kinda cool to be in the lauded detective’s notebook. He thought about you and looked back on your interactions. As it relates to you stealing his pens, but still thought about you. It’s nice in a twisted way. 

Tim snapped his fingers and put his notebook back, standing up and pressing his palms down on your desk. “This is a really weird game to play, Doc. Do you have some sort of grudge against me? If so, why? If not, then what is it? What’s your goal here?”

You shrink back from his intense stare, eyes boring into you. Gripping onto your armrests again, you just stare at his chest, speaking to it rather than him. It was easier to not see the disappointment on his face as you feel so ashamed. 

“It was easier to lift your pens while I looked in your office for that damn menu! Why don’t you have one?! You eat there at least twice a week, I figured I’d take something and you’d ask me why I’d been in your office and then I could bring it up, but after the first month, it felt really weird and I liked seeing the great Tim Rockford panicking over a pen! I’m crazy, okay?!” As you spoke, Tim grew a shit eating grin that presented itself to you when you finally met his gaze.

“You could have just asked Doc. I don’t have the menu anymore because I memorized the number and address along with the food options. Because I eat there so often.” The low rumble of laughter as he stood to his full height made you cover your face. It was worse than imagined, you might leave in a huff and ignore you except for cases. But this was worse, he is laughing at you. A large hand pats your shoulder, “Doc, you’re hilarious. You’re in your head too much. Next time just ask and stop stealing my damn pens. You are buying those pens you promised me though.”

“You’re not mad Rockford?” You asked, your face felt like an inferno as you still hid it. Tim pulled his hands back and walked around to your side of the desk, leaning on it as he moved your hands. You still couldn’t make eye contact with him again.

“Having my pens stolen isn’t the worst people have done over the years. It is one of the weirdest though. Come on, I was going to go get something to eat. I’ll show you where the Chinese food place is.” Rockford assured you and finished his water before tossing in the trash can. He stood by the door and waited for you to save your work, and put on your coat. You grabbed your bag to follow Tim out.

“I’ll have your pens for you later this week. I promise and I’ll pay for the food tonight.” You offered as Tim held the door open for you, making your way to your own car he stopped walking. 

“Where are you going? I’m not hopping in a pen thief’s car. What might happen to me in there? Thievery could just be the tip of the iceberg with you. We’re taking mine.” He chuckled and you rolled your eyes. 

“You’re going to call me that for a long time aren’t you? And I wouldn’t harm you. I’ve been stealing your pens, that doesn’t translate to murder. Damn Homicide detective.” You mumbled the last sentence. Hopefully he doesn't really think you’d murder him right?

“Yes I will, you thieving doctor. Petty crimes often lead to major ones. You know that. Get in, we’re getting some lo mien.” Rockford opened your door and you hopped in, excited to finally taste the Chinese food again. Tim smiled softly at your excitement and started the car, taking off into the night. White take out boxes awaited you both.

Part Two

Pens that fit into Rockford's hand ✍🏼: @sin-djarin @secretelephanttattoo @maggiemayhemnj @angelofsmalldeath-codeine @megamindsecretlair @magpiepills @fhatbhabie @yorksgirl @mysterious-moonstruck-musings @rhoorl @laurfilijames @avastrasposts @linzels-blog @frenchiereading @goodwithcheese @pamasaur @morallyinept @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin @readingiskeepingmegoing @guelyury @pascalsanctuary @legendary-pink-dot @musings-of-a-rose @clawdee @pedritapascal @sp00kymulderr @grogusmum @alltheglitterandtheroar @agentjackdaniels @pedroshotwifey

[kiaratheronappreciationweek]

We're on Day 3 of KTAW now, and there are two amazing themes lined up for you!!

As everyone who has ever read the series knows, Kiara is a polyglot. With a real passion for languages. So much so that she has managed to learn not one, not two - but ten of them!!! So tomorrow, we will be focusing on Languages!

Kiara's home, Castelserraillan, is also well known for its vineyards. Her mother Joelle was the main force behind this particular passion, and the entire family has an extensive knowledge on the subject. In fact, Kiara had even told Drake once that she "prefers wine to cocktails". So it is only fitting that we have a theme revolving around the subject of Wine!

Any content is welcome!! Just make sure your work centers Kiara, and presents a positive depiction of her. Fic, art, meta, headcanons, edits, icons, interactive media, even simple character appreciation posts!! We also accept WIPs, so if your piece isn't entirely complete by the end of the week, fret not - you can still send us the WIPs!

The themes are simply inspirations. If you bring a piece for one of the days later, it's entirely okay...just make sure you tag the posts with the day you meant it for! We will always be keeping a bonus week in case you couldn't complete the piece during the week itself, so our official deadline for pieces will be June 1st!

We'd also like all of you to know that KTAW 2024 will be open ALL YEAR ROUND. So if you're unable to finish a piece before June 1st, pls do send it whenever you're ready to (and tag us!), and it will definitely be up on our masterlist!!

Be sure to follow these rules while making your posts:

1. Use the tags #kiaratheronappreciationweek and #KTAW in your posts. Make sure to tag the day as well (#KTAW Day 1, #KTAW Day 2, etc)

2. Tag @kiaratheronappreciationweek as well as hosts @lizzybeth1986 and @sazanes in your work!

Fan Community blogs are super important to our promotion of events, so we'd definitely love for you to check out some of these awesome blogs and their challenges:

@choicesficwriterscreations - Primarily fanfic and fanart (no AI allowed). Check out their rules and roster of events!

@choicesmonthlychallenge and @choicesmaychallenge24 - Any and all content welcome! This month's prompts are delightfully Greek mythology-themed!

@choicespride - Any and all content welcome, as long as it centers LGBTQ+ characters and/or themes! They will be hosting this year's pride event soon!

@choicesholidays - Any and all content welcome, as long as it is centered around one of the holidays listed! Currently, they are hosting Spring Fling!

@choicesprompts - Any and all content welcome! Currently no events, but you could check out all the cool stuff they've been up to so far!

@choicescommunityevents - Any and all art welcome as long as it is on-theme! Currently hosting the AAPI Heritage Month!

SO excited to see all your entries!!!

Happy Kiara Theron Appreciation Week, everyone!!

[bemyvalentinechallenge]

The Be My Valentine Challenge 2024

An event from @timecanalwayshealyou

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The Be My Valentine Challenge is a challenge for writers, artists, and just any kind of creator, from the first of February to the 14th!

The idea is to create thirteen smaller, lead-up pieces based on the prompts; for example, ficlets/drabbles/one-shots, couplets, small artworks, individual gifs, et. cetera - and finish the challenge with a larger work; a fic, a full poem, a gifset, a big artwork, whatever sparks for you!

They can be a series or separate, and you're free to change mediums or fandoms for different days. If you'd rather create fourteen small works, or all large ones, or a combination of both, that's completely up to you! Prompts can be used after the event, combined, just do whatever! Only "properly" used prompts will be reblogged to this page, however.

The catch; it's all romance prompts, in the spirit of Valentine's Day and because everyone on this site is single and lonely.

Each day has a quote from an iconic or relevant romance film (The Notebook, Red, White and Royal Blue, The Fault In Our Stars, Pride And Prejudice, etc.), an iconic love song, and a romantic cliché, act, or item.

This account will be reblogging a few works (art, drabbles, ficposts, etc.) from the event tag (bemyvalentine2024) each day. Full tagging rules, the transcribed prompt list, and other event details are under the cut. If you're unsure about anything, send in an ask! Happy Creating!

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There will be an ao3 collection open from the first of February to the fourteenth for submission. Artworks, gifsets, etc. posted to tumblr should be tagged appropriately to be seen as part of the event.

The official spotify playlist for the event can be found here.

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Anyone who completes this event is considered a Valentine, and anyone who participates is a Lover. At the end of the event, a form will be put out, so if you wish to be tagged in a masterpost, keep an eye out! I won't be fact-checking, it's an honour system, so please be honest.

There will be completion and participation badges, too! They're in the works as we speak!

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Tagging System:

event tag - #bemyvalentine2024

prompt tag - #bemyvalentineno1, #bemyvalentineno2, etc.

(Or #bemyvalentinealt1, #bemyvalentinealt2, if you use alt promtps)

the theme or specific prompt/s you chose - #love poems, #quote, etc.

fandom or oc - #stranger things, #original content, etc.

any trigger warnings/nsfw tags if needed

and then your own tags!

Only works tagged correctly will be reblogged to this page, so please take note!

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Transcribed Prompt List:

Day 1: "But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for." Because You Loved Me, Celine Dion | Love Poems

Day 2: "I want all of you, forever. You and me. Every day." A Thousand Years, Christina Perri | Growing Old Together

Day 3: "I fell in love with a world through her eyes." Ocean Eyes, Billie Eilish | Love at First Sight

Day 4: "I'd rather die tomorrow than live a hundred years without knowing you." Marry Me, Train | Wedding Vows

Day 5: "My love will keep me from being a lonely spirit." When I Look At You, Miley Cyrus | Long Distance

Day 6: "People do belong to each other, because that's the only chance that anyone's got for true happiness." Home, Edward Sharpe | First Love

Day 7: "It's so nice when you can sit with someone and not have to talk." Sweater Weather, The Neighbourhood | Snowed In

Day 8: "I never wish to be parted from you from this day on." Say You Won't Let Go, James Arthur | Love Letter

Day 9: "You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I'm grateful." Lay Me Down, Sam Smith | Widowed

Day 10: "Hold on, are you writing a song?" I Want To Write You A Song, One Direction | Love Songs

Day 11: "To me, you are perfect." Perfect, Ed Sheeran | Kissing in the Rain

Day 12: "History, huh? Bet we could make some." Love Story, Taylor Swift | Historical Romance

Day 13: "I wish I knew how to quit you." All of Me, John Legend | Making Up

Day 14: "You don't step in love, you fall in. Head over heels." I Will Always Love You, Whitney Houston | Valentine's Day

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[phlebaswrites]

Getting Used (To It)

Summary:

Madara doesn't have the time for small petty arguments.

Tajima vehemently disagrees.

Rating: Teen And Up Fandom: Naruto Relationship: Senju Butsuma/Uchiha Tajima, Senju Tobirama/Uchiha Madara Word Count: 2,324 (Complete)

Entry for @narutorarepairweek

Day 3 - August 6: First meeting/Last meeting | Madara Quote

The sequel to Here (And Queer), this story is a gift to @greencuttingmat who gave me the idea during Prompts for Pride 2024.

"- and that's everything on the agenda, so thank you for coming and I'll see you all again next month." Madara picks up his notes, tapping them on the table as the rest of the board climbs out of their chairs and heads for the door.

"Hm, I'm still not sure about the BRAIN investment." Otousan is one of the only two men who don't rise, and his frown communicates his unhappiness. "Investing in a computer program that identifies pastry of all things… is there ever going to be a call for it?"

"You clearly don't do your market research, Tajima." Tobirama's father is smug as he taps on the prospectus. "A bakery offering a hundred items sells almost twice as much as one selling thirty, and unwrapped pastries, sitting in open baskets, sell three times as well as individually wrapped ones. This is an investment in efficiency… and the future."

"Hmph." Otousan grunts, obviously unconvinced, but disdaining to debate further with the former CEO of Senju Enterprises. "We'll see what kind of results they produce. I'll see you at my house for the new year of course, Madara."

"Excuse me?" Butsuma-san remains seated but raises an incredulous eyebrow. "They're coming to my house for new year, thank you."

Oh gods preserve him.

Madara winces as the two fathers glare at each other, both unwilling to give in. He's been subjected to more of these scenes than he'd like since his marriage to Tobirama united Senju Enterprises and the Uchiha conglomerate into the Konoha Corporation, but at least they were always about business decisions.

This though… this is personal.

Read the rest on AO3.

[vvachillessongvv]

✨️💜✨️ my fic masterpost ✨️💜✨️

● Not Divine Intervention

Rated E - 81,405 words (11/11 chapters)

Wille never returns to Hillerska after parents weekend. 5 years after Erik's death, he is contemplating abdication and Simon is straining under the weight of his father's addiction. They reconnect, finding comfort in friendship... and perhaps more.

● Everywhere, Everything

Rated E - 19,312 words (2/2 chapters)

Simon has an encounter with a beautiful man who remains anononymous until Ayub inexplicably invites him to join them all for a week at his aunts remote cottage. (A smutty Wilmon fast-burn)

●Siren

Rated T - 7,605 words

In the spring of 1892, ex-crown prince Wilhelm finds himself a lone lighthouse keeper on a small island after abdicating his title. He tells himself he is simply there for the seclusion, but something else calls to him.

● Hail Mary

Rated M - 8,616 words

A divergence in which Wille and Simon didn't get back together at the end of season 3 and instead found their way back to each other later in life.

● Agate

Rated E - 3,695 words

rock fic 💜 fluffy airplane meet-cute with a spicy epilogue

● I might just fade like those before me

Rated G - 1,318 words

angsty canon-compliant character study of the nailpolish removal scene in S3E5

● Popcorn

Rated E - 10,055 words

fluff&smut non-royal one-shot wherein Wille is a loser for Simon

● Kernels

Rated E - 12,850 words

"Popcorn" from Simon's POV where we get to see Simon be a loser for Wille for a change

● Better

Rated T - 1,768 words

sweet post-abdication one-shot where Wille attends his first pride event

● Perfect

Rated E - 3,020 words

fluff&smut one-shot ft my sweet genderqueer Wille 💜

● Please, Please, Please (Let Me Get What I Want)

Rated E - 7,572 words

smutty cheating one-shot turned angsty two-shot. I make no apologies 😈

● ...and at night I love to listen to the stars

Rated G - 1,624 words

fluffy, dialogue heavy one-shot written for Simon's month 2024 day 29 (prompt: Stars) wherein Simon tells Wille the tale of Orpheus and Eurydice

● I would know him in death, at the end of the world

Rated G - 349 words

tiny future Wilmon one-shot written for Simon's month 2024 day 31 (prompt: photos) wherein Simon remembers Wille with the help of some pictures

● pick up the phone

Rated G - 2,618 words

Simon comes across a drunk woman who needs help getting home and gets more than he bargained for in the shape of her gorgeous friend. (Short and sweet meet-cute)

● Getaway

Rated E - 3,197 words

Don't you just hate it when you show up to rob a bank but someone is already there robbing the bank? (Quick, cracky, spicy crime-au)

● I want you to hold me

Rated M - 900 words

A tiny rendering/character study of Wilmon's first intimate scene from season 1 episode 4

● Kinktober 2024 series

All rated E - check the tags!

● lovers & friends

Rated T - 1,267 words

Short and sweet friends to lovers

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[wylerprideevent]

Wyler Pride Event 2024 Wrap-up!

Somehow it is already July, which means Pride month is over... and it's time for our Wrap-up of the Wyler Pride Event 2024 fics!

Now if anyone was planning to submit a fanwork but wasn't able to finish it yet, feel free to submit it once you're done, following the Rules and Tag Guide. Just DM @itshype on Tumblr or Discord once you've submitted your story to the AO3 collection, so she can approve it asap.

But for now, enjoy the wonderful variety of fics that were written for the Wyler Pride Event 2024! We're listing them under the prompt(s) they were written for, so some will show up twice. Happy (re-)reading at our AO3 Collection, and don't forget to subscribe to the WIPs!

Until Wyler Pride Event 2025!

Queer Fairytale/Historical AU

Once Upon A Time by Rose1998 | 5k In which Wednesday tells a story.

Woe Upon a Time by ItsHype | 6K In The Village nestled in the foothills beneath a majestic castle, Twyla witnesses a recurring spectacle: princesses being banished from the palace after failing to win the heart of the crown prince. Week after week, she watches as they depart, and an idea begins to form in her mind - she could do better.

my thoughts will echo your name by JesstheEnthusiast | 4k/? (WIP) In an effort to escape her destiny as a woman in polite society, Wednesday Addams flees to the small town of Jericho, Vermont where she assumes the identity of a man. Publishing her writing freely under the name “Pubert E. B. Addams,” she befriends Tyler Galpin, owner of the local printing press. Tyler may also happen to fall for the small, peculiar fellow who walks through his shop door.

Gender Swap/Rule 63

Temperamental Beasts by tornadodream | 4K/? (WIP) In the shadows of a dusky July evening, Wednesday Addams stood on the highest crest of a hill above him, his lean frame silhouetted by the setting sun. “Better run, Hyde,” he said, his arms reaching behind his head and pulling out another arrow. Slowly, he nocked the arrow before raising one of those dark, imperious eyebrows. “I’ll give you a running head start.” He pulled back on the bowstring. “I do enjoy playing with my food before I eat it.” The wild gleam in his eyes seemed to indicate that Tyler better take that as a very real threat. He was going to die. All because he kissed Wednesday Addams. When Tyler Galpin is sent to boot camp for leaving Xavier Thorpe battered, bruised, and with a broken nose, he hopes to survive the ordeal without causing trouble. However, the camp soon becomes the scene of a series of murders targeting both drill sergeants and campers, shattering any hope of a mundane tenure. Adding to the chaos, the enigmatic Wednesday Addams arrives, with dark eyes, freckled skin, and an unflappable demeanor that Tyler is irresistibly drawn to unravel.

Woe Upon a Time by ItsHype | 6K In The Village nestled in the foothills beneath a majestic castle, Twyla witnesses a recurring spectacle: princesses being banished from the palace after failing to win the heart of the crown prince. Week after week, she watches as they depart, and an idea begins to form in her mind - she could do better.

Girl Dinner by NoNameManga | 1.5K/? (WIP) Tyler is that dinner girl. Alternatively, the three times Tyler modeled for Wednesday and the one time Wednesday did the same for her.

Coming Out

Oh God, He Makes Me So Upset by xhalleonlatsyrc | 6K As Joel's time in Nevermore nears its end, his obsession with Tyler, which started as rivalry for Wednesday’s affections, reaches new heights.

Paying it Forward

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Pride Parade/Protest

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Drag

Even This Old Dog Can Still Learn New Tricks by ourdramaqueen | 3k He’s never said anything about his son’s change in wardrobe and never would; it’s not his place. Tyler is an adult and seems to genuinely enjoy wearing these clothes, and hell, even his old man with the fashion sense of a rock (as Frannie kept telling him since well before they got married and until shortly before her death) has to admit that they suit him. Maybe it’s the confidence that Tyler’s gained since he and Wednesday Addams have become mates, or maybe Addams is just such a good judge of what fits him. But this... this is new, at least to Donovan. Donovan discovers something new about Tyler. Can this old dog still learn new tricks?

my thoughts will echo your name by JesstheEnthusiast | 4K/? (WIP) In an effort to escape her destiny as a woman in polite society, Wednesday Addams flees to the small town of Jericho, Vermont where she assumes the identity of a man. Publishing her writing freely under the name “Pubert E. B. Addams,” she befriends Tyler Galpin, owner of the local printing press. Tyler may also happen to fall for the small, peculiar fellow who walks through his shop door.

Found Family

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[blacksailskmeme]

Black Sails Kink Meme 2024 Round Up: May-June

Hi there pirate fam!

As of today the Kink Meme has collected 130 prompts and 26 fills! Wow!!! 🥳🥳

As I said, I’ve decided to do a round up post for each month the kink meme is live, showcasing those fills submitted to the collection monthly.

We skipped a separate May roundup because things had quieted down for a bit, but in June y'all popped right back up! Happy Hot Kink Meme Summer, we'll be here all of July as well, accepting prompts and fills alike! ☀️☀️

Here ya go: all the fics submitted in May and June gathered in one place for your convenience and enjoyment! ✨

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Flames of Desire By John Silver, SilverFlint, 4183 words

(For PROMPT #71: silver pre series writes filthy rpf of him and captain flint (think kidnapped by the pirate styles bodice rippers) and then he actually ends up kidnapped by flint and tries to seduce him bc of course he does and flint Resists but silver keeps throwing himself at flint until he finally gives in 😈)

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Flavor, SilverFlint, 4088 words

(For PROMPT #72: s3-s4 break, Silver likes how Flint smells sweaty and ripe after they do sword drills on the cliffs, so he keeps distracting with questions or bullshit ship tasks Flint after training so that he doesn't have time to wash up before his other meetings. culminating in flint clocking what's he's doing, getting fed up, and making Silver give him a tonguebath one morning. Copious sweat and armpit hair licking is a MUST.)

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Recipe For Disaster, Silverflint; Silver/Others, 5655 words

(For PROMPT #50: Bad Cook Silver accidentally aphrodisiac poisons the crew. Take it any direction you want, but my idea is that he buys a sketchy potion in a port somewhere, planning to put it in Flint's food because he wants Flint to be helplessly attracted to him for manipulation/blackmail reasons. However through shenanigans, it ends up getting added to everyone's food BUT Flint and, oh no! the whole crew is horny for Silver. Flint, who did NOT get dosed (but maybe thinks he did?) has feelings about this.)

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For Her, FlintMadi, 1433 words

(For PROMPT #26: Madi is eaten out while menstruating. Dealer's choice who is slurping her up, could be multiples)

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Enter Leviathan, Silver/Sea Monster; SilverFlint, 2742 words

(For PROMPT #4: The War Ship is guarded by more than men. They have somehow captured a sea creature and are keeping it under decks. It gets loose during the interrogation, and Flint (still tied to the chair) watches as Silver gets tentacle fucked into oblivion.)

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first prize, SilverFlint, Silver/Others, 4088 words

(For PROMPT #94: some sort of s1/2 au. Flint is fucking Silver, but sometimes he lets a chosen few members of his crew have a go at Silver if they did well on a raid. Lending and voyeurism (Flint watches), Silver feels a mix of humiliation from being used like this and weird messed up pride from being such a Prized Possession that he's being given to people as a prize)

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Bot Love, FlintHam; SilverFlintHam, 5293 words

(For PROMPT #84: Inspired by the porn bots flooding the tumblr black sails tag. Modern AU. POV James. Thomas uses tumblr because he runs an account posting about bawdy quotes from poems/classics. James thinks it's ridiculous (social media at all, that is). One day he looks over Thomas's shoulder and sees such a porny advertise (something along the tacky line of "who wants to play with my cute butt") featuring a picture of Silver or well, parts of his body, in a tantalizing position. Thomas realises that James is very very turned on by it (James is angry about being turned on but damn, that's a really nice ass) and clicks the link. This is followed by a steamy video chat with Silver fucking himself with a huge dildo on his bed. Meanwhile, Thomas gives James a handjob or blowjob or... more (your choice). Bonus points if Thomas pays Silver a very generous tip in the end and if they end up exchanging contact details for a meeting in person (Silver, a poor student, sees his chance to become the sugar baby to these two obviously very rich and hot couple)

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Close Combat, Miranda/Anne, 3261 words

(For PROMPT #117: Miranda and Anne fight sex :) maybe a Miranda lives au or just set sometime in s1 or 2, but Miranda decides she wants to learn how to fight. flints fight style doesn't work for a thin woman, and Miranda hears about how skilled and feared Anne bonny is, so she seeks her out for training. during the course of the training, the sexual tension grows and then breaks and they have nasty rough sex on the ground - something neither of them could get with flint or max who love them too much to be rough nd dirty with them)

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Captain's Treasure, SilverFlint; Silver/Others, 1883 words

(For PROMPT #94: some sort of s1/2 au. Flint is fucking Silver, but sometimes he lets a chosen few members of his crew have a go at Silver if they did well on a raid. Lending and voyeurism (Flint watches), Silver feels a mix of humiliation from being used like this and weird messed up pride from being such a Prized Possession that he's being given to people as a prize)

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Thanks again to all of our May and June contributors! Here’s to more unapologetically smutty, kinky fills for July~~ 🥳🥳

[willesredlights]

Simon's month 2024 - "Memories" series

A post season 3 young royals fanfic by @willesredlights (sariscribbles on ao3) where every chapter is another prompt for Simon's month, an event hosted by @youngroyals-events .

I wanted to make this masterlist where I link up all the chapters of this fic. Although it's a fanfic and the chapters follow each other, you can read them apart as they are just little stories that happend through the summer after Hillerska closes. It's a collection of Simon's memories throughout the summer.

I still have a few prompts to go which I will finish when I can!

Much much much thanks to @youngroyals-events for organising these kinds of events! This was really fun to participate in and I really had a lot of fun writing these!

Memories I hold to keep safe

Day 1: Pencil case: a feeling of the past living under the summer sun (G)

Day 2: Food: Engraved that day and smile, you gave into my memory (G)

Day 3: Dodgeball: Payback (G)

Day 4: Beach: You're the only one for me (G)

Day 5: Towel: I love the way you're screaming my name (M/E)

Dat 6: Sara: I'd love to have somebody never filter what they say (G)

Day 7: Purple: A new flavour (G)

Day 8: Identity/Discrimination: Don't apologize for crying, I will always hold you space (G)

Day 9: Anime: Hold me close until the end (G)

Day 10: Travel: I feel a little bit lighter when I'm with you (M/E)

Day 11: Revolution: Let them see you for who you are (G)

Day 12: Music: You were singing straight from your heart (G)

Day 13 + 14: Hoodie + Senses: The colours shine a bit brighter when I'm with you (G)

Day 15 + 28: Secrets + Birthday: 17th birthday

Day 17: Friendship: I got the best friends in this place (G)

Day 19: Fish: Yellow and Blue (G)

Day 20: Nightmare: Are you having a bad dream, baby? (G)

Day 21: Red Light: You and I forever (G)

Day 23: Parents: Childhood memories (G)

Day 26: Dancing

Day 27: Physical Touch

Day 29: Stars

Day 31: Photos

I'll give you the best years (sequel)

Day 16: Venezuela

Day 18: Pride

Day 22: Labour Day

Day 24: Winter

Day 25: Soulmates

Day 30 Home