#also if i never ever speak of this again or don't post the blurb or delete this post don't ask

[mountain-in-springtime]

being so fucking fr rn what would y'all do if i said that i maybe had a lil danny x reader blurb in my google docs rn that i could post at any minute like would y'all actually wanna read that or no

[roseykat]

TITLE: How each of the members talks to you during sex

SUMMARY: blurbs on how each of the members talk to you/verbally treat you during sex!

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TAGS: smut, mentions of sexual intercourse, cumplay, breeding, humiliation, dirty talk, swearing, use of names such as good girl, baby girl, angel, slut bunny.

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A/N: haven’t done an OT8 piece in a while. Next work is ‘Play Night’ from my Play series! Really sorry for pedalling out content slower than usual, just been a busy gal as of late and also working on the rest of my promised parts to other works too. Those will be prioritised over the new ideas I have x

BANG CHAN

He is an absolute king at communicating. Chan will verbalise to you how he feels just about every step of the way when he’s hitting it in every position. He’s letting you know how insane your pussy makes him feel, how good his body feels. At the same time, he is also the type of person to say things such as ‘do you like it when I do that?’, ‘what about this way?’, ‘can you feel that?’

Chan also has this thing he likes to do where he cums first, inside you of course, then focuses on making you orgasm next so that when he pulls out, he can see your pussy pulsate and try to squeeze out his seed. He'd plug your sensitive hole with a few of his fingers, stroking your creamy walls. Doing something like that will compel him to say something like 'look at this mess princess, need daddy to fuck it back into you?', 'that's it, don't wanna waste a single drop, right baby?'

MINHO

You’re his personal wet, fuck toy and he’ll see you as nothing else unless you’re making love. If that’s the case, there’s barely any talk except ‘I love you’s’. Which is never a bad thing because the physicality speaks for itself. But if you’re not his love, you’re his whore, his little slut bunny that he rails and lets you know that you are one.

He’ll have a hand on your throat, leaning down into your ear which forces you to hear his every word. Minho also mock-moans you as almost a form of humiliation. Every time you scream out that you’re going to cum, he’ll repeat your words in the same manner just to be a dick. But for some reason, it’s fucking hot.

CHANGBIN

A man of principle as we all know, and as a man of principle, he sticks to what he believes. And what’s that exactly? He believes that you are his. So yes he can be quite possessive and is vocal about it in the bedroom, or, wherever it is that he decides to fuck your brains out.

Changbin is letting you know that your pussy is his, is for him, is for his taking. He’ll tell you that your tits are for him to suck on. He’ll tell you your body is for him to mark, that your ass is for him to grope, slap, and grab. Above all, Changbin will not fail to also tell you how beautiful you are with him. Possessive Binnie is a staple concept.

HYUNJIN

Almost similar to Chan in a way, Hyunjin will let you know how he feels. But similar to his artistic streak, he can actually be really descriptive with what goes on in bed despite his semi-soft personality that would wrongly suggest that he's shy. For example, he will tell you something along the lines of ‘keep squeezing around me baby girl’, ‘need to fuck this pussy forever,' 'need to see you dripping with my cum.’

Lately, you’ve noticed a spike in Hyunjin’s obsession with breeding and that has massively impacted the way that he talks to you. Ever since he heard and read up on the phenomenon of his newly acquired kink, he can’t stop saying things to you like; ‘gonna be a good girl and have my kids, huh? Wanna breed this pretty pussy - fuck my bloodline into you’ - something unhinged like that.

JISUNG

Again, under the switch!Jisung agenda, depending on what way he leans for the night dictates how he talks to you in bed. If he’s subbing, and you’re fucking him? Oh, he is whining. Whining to you like a bitch in heat, telling you to spit in his mouth, how much he loves it when you fuck him, he’d tell you to go harder and faster until he passes out. He’d shamelessly cry out ‘I’m gonna cum - you’re gonna make me fuckin’ cum’ repeatedly and without a care in the world.

When he tops, he has the same level of communication but with the opposite style of talk. Out of all of these guys, Jisung is up there with one of the filthiest mouths. Saying things to you like ‘look at all this cream around your pussy, makes me want to fuck you with my tongue,’ or, ‘I’ll fucking make you cum as many times as I want, I need you spilling on these sheets you hear me?’ He just becomes totally deranged because of you.

FELIX

Words of affirmation are just a top-tier love language of his just as much as physical affection. Felix will speak to you in the most loving manner possible when he’s doing the dirtiest of things to your body. Like fingering your wet, oversensitive pussy and breathing into your ear, how much he loves your dripping hole. How it only gets that wet for him.

Felix would be into a lot of fun activities in the bedroom but at your own sanity really. They're activities that could involve edging for more than an hour. Similarly, overstimulation as well that could last over an hour. In those instances, Felix is showering you with praise. Every orgasm or every time you try and hold off - 'my angel, look at how well you're going. So wet and perfect. Makes me want to just stop now and fuck you. You want that, don't you? Want to cum on my cock instead?"

SEUNGMIN

Seungmin’s form of verbalisation is almost like some type of militarisation, like he’s handing out instructions to you as if it’s the army. In the bedroom, whenever there’s edging, overstimulation, rope, handcuffs, toys, contraptions of sorts, chains, you name it, he will be telling you what to do and will say things like ‘hold your arms out so I can tie them,’ ‘open up that mouth nice and wide’, ‘spread those legs for me’, ‘make sure you swallow everything I give you’, and it’s always in a nonchalant, indifferent, and uncaring tone. 

In a way, it’s reiterating that he calls the shots, and sometimes it feels like he's using your body - which is welcomed here and there. Other than that, Seungmin can say some pretty out there stuff too which makes you wonder where it all comes from. Such as ‘need to keep fucking this pretty pussy of yours otherwise I’ll go crazy’, ‘not stopping until you squirt all over my cock’, ‘that’s it, fuck yourself on my dick until you cum.’

JEONGIN

Jeongin is a different breed of cattle when it comes to the way he speaks to you in the bedroom. He’s the type of person to praise you first, then belittle you in the next second or the opposite way around. He is the first person to call you a 'whore' or a 'cock-driven slut' whenever you beg him to fuck you. Then once he does, he will call you his 'good girl', his 'sweet girl' for taking his cock so well <3

Jeongin can, for the most part, be a receiver - in the sense that he makes you do all the work just to punish you and not necessarily because you or he wants you to take control. That does happen every now and then, but whenever he’s receiving head or you’re riding him, he’s still the boss. He’ll still tell you to ‘ride my cock faster’, egging you on by saying ‘I know you can do better than that’, ‘what? You want to cum? I think you can wait.’ He’d just be a menace tbh.

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[winterrrnight]

new beginnings

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pairing: stepdad!soft!rafe x mom!reader

detailed summary: You weren’t living such a great life. Your husband had turned his back towards you and was drowned in his addiction to drugs, not giving any mind to what’s happening in the world around him. You knew you couldn’t stay with him, and let him continue ruining your life. So at the next moment you get, you free yourself from him and get a divorce, finally having a chance to breathe.

You were now alone with your toddler, and you knew you had to give her a life which seems perfect even without her father. She became your best friend, your whole world, your favorite person ever. Sage was a spitting image of you, a little enthusiastic kid but very clear at heart.

As much as you tried, you always felt the lack of another parent in Sage’s life. Even though she never showed it, a big smile always on her face as she was always playing around your house, you knew it was best she had two loving parents. But you were so busy with your job, and taking care of her, you never had a chance to go out on your own.

But then, almost like a hurricane, Rafe Cameron walked into your life. He occupied your mind like nothing else, and as you saw Sage loving his company more and more, you fell more for him, and he was very lovingly married into your family.

You never knew love can come knocking down your door at such odd times, when you had your child and no one seemed to take interest in you. But Rafe did. He loved you both with his entire heart, and changed your entire perspective on love.

This is the story of finding comfort and love when it seems the world has stopped spinning, when you feel you’re worthless, and you start to limit your own experiences. It’s about letting your door open for someone at a stage in life when it’s all too risky. It’s about trust, and letting yourself free from the chains you’ve so hurtfully wound yourself in.

SERIES CHAPTERS:

and so we meet - chapter 1

here we are again - chapter 2

familiar yet unrecognizable faces - chapter 3

the blue in your eyes - chapter 4

ONESHOTS:

BLURBS:

CONCEPTS:

HEADCANONS:

content warnings: as this is a wip, there isn't much to tell. but, I can assure it won't have any NSFW content in it, or any other dark themes. it may bring up drug addiction, but appropriate warnings will always specified at the start of each part so you can avoid what you don't want to read!

update: the series is now also being posted on wattpad! check it out here and follow me at _starkeyfilms if you feel like! <3

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edith speaks: oh my god! this idea is absolutely thriving in my docs and I knew it had to be so much more than just a fic so here it is!! I hope you all really enjoy reading this :) please keep on interacting with me through my asks, discussing headcanons about the fic, and any little thoughts you may have! it's my absolute favourite thing ever to talk about fics <3 you can always talk to me as an anon (I accept anon emojis!) or just as you want! 🤍

[ilyasorokinn]

i just saw your last call post, so not sure if this is late or not- which it’s totally fine if it is!

but if it’s not, can i please request, from the touching prompt list, 3+15 with sidney crosby?

Y/N Y/L/N'S HOCKEY BOYFRIEND

after this blurb, only two more to go for my tumblr-versary! also, i have no idea where this idea came from. i'm just thinking about ross macdonald a lot (24/7), so introducing famous singer!reader x sidney crosby lol

3. "hiding face in neck" 15. "hugging each other" (from this prompt list)

your eyes danced around the crowd of people as you strummed your guitar before closing your eyes with a smile and singing the rest of the song. you could feel the electricity in the atmosphere, even with your eyes closed.

when you strummed the final note, it felt like the floor was vibrating with all the screaming and cheering from the crowd. you didn't think the smile on your face could get any bigger.

"thank you, pittsburgh." you spoke into the microphone, "you've been amazing. you always are." you took a breath, "now, pittsburgh will always be a special place for me. it's where i moved into my first big girl apartment, where i got my first dog. where i met sid." you smiled, "it's home."

"sid is here tonight." you added and had to stop talking due to the amount of yelling and cheering, "i don't know where he is, he didn't tell me. so, if you see him, turn on your flashlight or something. "you joked, covering your eyes to block out the big spotlight in favor of looking into the crowd.

you scanned the pit, but you knew he probably wouldn't be there, so you moved up higher towards the seats until you finally spotted him, "there he is." you pointed, waving to him, "he didn't tell me where he was sitting, but he did request a song tonight. he requested 'eyes like yours'." you, once again, had to pause before speaking because the crowd was screaming so loud.

"i know there's a lot of speculation on this song and who it's about. well, i'm here to set the record straight." you beamed, "this song is about sid and i wrote it in 20 minutes after i got home from our first date. so, would it be okay if i performed it for you?" the crowd screamed in response, "all right." you looked back to your band and gave them a nod.

you performed the song, looking over in the direction where sidney was standing, a smile on your face the entire time. you strummed the last note, and you felt the walls shake. the crowd screamed even louder, their attention on something on the other side of the stage.

you looked over and saw sidney walking on stage with a bouquet of flowers. you smiled, taking off your guitar and setting it down, making your way over to him and hugging him, shoving your face into his neck. you had seen him a few hours ago, but he had apparently forgotten to mention his surprise appearance on stage.

"sidney crosby, you never fail to surprise me," you laughed, kissing his cheek and taking the bouquet he was holding out for you. you pulled away and made your way back over to the microphone.

"pittsburgh, i love you forever and always." you blew a kiss to the crowd and waved, "thank you, good night." you turned back to sidney, who was smiling.

he held his hand out for you, and you grabbed it. he waved to the crowd as you made your way off the stage. your band said their goodbyes, tossing picks and guitar sticks to the crowd, before following you off.

"i love you, you crazy man." you smiled as you looked up at sidney.

"i love you right back, crazy lady." he kissed your head, pulling away with the biggest smile on his face you'd ever seen.

taylor's tumblr-versary!

[starlightlangdon]

A little blurb to start things off posting fics here! ( not all of my fics will be like this haha)

The Thrill Of The Chase || 18+ to read

( warnings: mentions of homicide, beginning of smut scene, toxic relationship?, possessive Xavier, ghost Xavier, dark!Xavier,)

Xavier was the one who took your life.

He was also the one to reinvent it.

Even 40 years after his death, Xavier has not lost the thrill of killing. It's the only thing that makes him feel alive and reconnects him with the feeling of actually having something to lose. Every time he sees the light fade from his victim's eyes, it's a rush like no other. After decades of boredom, circling the same woods over and over again... what else can he do?

Xavier killed you almost three weeks ago. Ever since, you've been his new distraction. You're still not really come to terms with being a ghost but in some ways, he's been a distraction for you too.

Xavier was... intimidating. Not just in the way he reminds you of your death, the way he's responsible for your death. No, there's something about him that makes you weak in the knees, makes you stumble over your words and makes your brain space every time he gets somewhat close to you.

He loves it as much as you might hate it.

He has a rule about you talking with the other ghosts. He doesn't want anyone talking to you, anyone messing with what he's deemed his. But today he saw you talking to Chet.

You had gotten lost in the forest of camp redwood. The tall trees all looked the same and once you got far enough away from the abandoned cabins and former camp counselor staff buildings, it all started to blur together. You didn't have the years of experience navigating these woods like most of the other ghosts did. You were what they called a ‘newbie spirit’. And today you sure felt like one. That is, until you ran into Chet.

Chet was using a set of makeshift weights he had crafted from some of the heavier logs from the redwood trees. You didn't talk to Chet for more than 5 minutes, just long enough to ask for directions back to the camp area. But that was long enough for Xavier to see.

Now you're pinned against one of the redwood trees, your mind filled with a dizzying combination of lust and fear. For Xavier, killing was what made him feel alive. For you, it was how Xavier made you remember what it felt like to have a beating heart that could race.

"What have I told you about talking to Chet?" He spoke the words calmly but his eyes burn with a need to hear your answer, his restraint being held by a very thin thread in danger of snapping. You've seen that look many times in the last few weeks. It never resulted in you walking away from him without a punishment of some kind.

"I-.. um" There it goes again, the way your brain blanks. You try to gather your composure and speak without your voice shaking. "I got lost. It's a big forest! I just asked for directions.."

He chuckles a little, almost like what you said was funny. He leans a little closer, his cross earring dangling slightly as his head tilts. "You say that like it makes it okay."

Your eyes widen a little. "Xavier.. I-"

He cuts you off before you get the chance to keep digging yourself into a deeper hole with him. "Shh. I don't want to hear it... " He almost sounds like he's comforting you, but you know better. "in fact, I don't want to hear anything"

His lips roughly crash into yours. It takes your words and your breath away, just like he wanted. His hand moves to your stomach, his fingers traveling lower and lower. He pulls his lips away from yours just enough to whisper against them.

"I want to hear you moan... not talk. No more talking. To me, to him.. to anyone..." His blue eyes look at you closely, narrowing slightly. "M'Kay?"

All you can do is nod, desperately trying to bite back a moan even though you know it's pointless to even try… he'll hear it in a few minutes anyway.

He always gets what he wants.

And what he wants, is you.

[theneighborhoodwatch]

which character do you think is the most sus and why

honestly i think everyone has at least one trait that makes me Wonder about them, so. i'm just gonna list those under the cut instead. i've gone over some of these in more detail in previous speculation posts, but i don't wanna just link to them for the 48545674567456th time, so consider this a spiritual sequel to that old ass conspiracy board i made. any links are to stuff that isn't readily available on the actual website. anyways:

wally:

do i really need to explain this one

okay i'm just gonna pick one of the less obvious things: have you ever noticed that his bio uses present tense the most? like after the little introductory blurb it introduces him as "wally is" as opposed to everyone else's "(x) was"? someone in my discord server pointed that out once and i haven't been able to stop thinking about it.

barnaby:

what little we learn about his relationship to wally from the website is Odd; both of their bios mention not only that they were best friends, but that this was stated Multiple times throughout illustrated pages and the like, as if someone was really desperate to impress upon people that These Two Are Totally Besties, We Swear. you'd think this would be a poor attempt to disguise there being some animosity between the two, but that doesn't seem be the case, either.

other than that, though, barnaby actually seems pretty normal - perhaps deceptively so...

frank:

has a first name that ends in a consonant and a surname that ends in a long "-ee" sound, as opposed to everyone else having a first name that ends in a long "-ee" sound and a surname that ends in a consonant.

is noted to have no canonical backstory; the only other character who falls into this camp is wally.

is an entomologist/lepidopterist (or at least an Enthusiast about those subjects) in a town where the only wildlife present seems to be bugs. this was first mentioned in an ask from 2020, so normally i would hesitate to put this here, but post-website launch concept art never shows there being any non-insect (or at least non-arthropod) wildlife, so i think it is Likely that this still applies.

there are Conveniently little to no notes regarding the construction of his physical puppet - all that the WHRP seems to have been able to confirm is that it did actually have a head-spinning mechanism.

julie:

hails from a cave in what is Explicitly noted to be the same forest that surrounds home; post-website launch concept art definitely seems to allude to there being something in those woods, or at least the general idea of julie wandering "out of bounds."

has the most detailed family background by way of her siblings having actual designs and names. her bio clarifies that they didn't live in Home, but no other characters with family members seem to need this clarification. is the implication that This level of detail for side characters is unheard of? then again, barnaby's mom also has a name and design...

can speak to flowers/plants, which definitely sheds a new light on whatever might be going on in this may 2021 concept art. i've seen a lot of people interpret the title of this piece - "liar!" - as an accusation from julie towards someone else (most commonly frank) but given that that the script linked in the february 2023 audition post establishes that julie is capable of lying about what a plant tells her for her own convenience, albeit in a far more playful context... who's to say that she isn't the liar?

sally:

her puppet is all but outright stated to have required more puppeteers than any other character.

having a character who's a playwright/director and whose house is built to resemble a mini theater in a story that relies so heavily on the fourth wall (or lack thereof) as a source of horror feels like a very... Dangerous combination.

some people have tried to draw parallels between her backstory and that of old testament satan, buuuut i'm not entirely sold on this. it feels a bit too outlandish even for me, considering that any remaining christian imagery seems to have been relegated Solely to wally and/or home.

her introductory blurb seems to have a nod towards poppy? "She’s a fire-cracker who is willing to let her imagination run wild in the name of a new adventure, albeit at the occasional expense of her more cautious neighbors." that aforementioned audition script Also all but outright confirms that this is about poppy, given her and sally's interactions there, i.e. sally trying to get poppy to come out of her shell by casting her as the lead in her next play and Clearly thinking very highly of her, but pushing her past her limits just a bit too far too fast. again, much like julie and lying, it's all in a playful context, but i wonder... sally, are you paying enough attention to your friends?

i could also make a joke about my sally/poppy agenda, but. i will refrain. for now.

poppy:

is the only walk-around puppet to not have a live-hand variant.

her puppet also apparently has no surviving photos of it? or at least not any photos of it in its entire eight feet of glory.

in a similar vein to the possible relationship between sally being a playwright and welcome home fiddling with the fourth wall so much, i feel like poppy being a recluse in a series where one of the Main Themes is supposed to be "what happens when a Home becomes just a House/what it's like to live in a decaying home" is a very convenient setup for horror - one that Excites me as much as it scares me. if something happened to her, i wonder, how long do you think it would take for someone to notice?

eddie:

his theme color, purple, is used very sparingly in his actual design compared to the rest of the cast and their colors - it only shows up on his eyelids and maybe the inside of his bag? even designs like poppy and howdy's make more use of their respective theme colors than eddie's. it being on the eyelids is an interesting choice, too, given the eye motif that's been present throughout so far. eyes are the windows to the soul and all that.

purple also makes an appearance just outside of his post office, in the form of a sprig of lavender with a butterfly on it - and, well. something about purple signifying secrecy/hidden truths, perhaps?

according to this post-website launch concept art, the only two clocks in the entire neighborhood are: A) the street clock between howdy's shop and eddie's post office, and B) the watch upon eddie's wrist. both also seem to share some design elements with him (and maybe sally?) - namely, the eyes.

and of course, his backstory. or rather, the fact that his backstory is so half-assed that it's a running gag that he can't remember his hometown and the most we know about his mom is that she has the same job and She Exists, Probably. like that's fucked up in the context of welcome home, right? we can agree on that?

howdy:

howdy is an adult and yet Not a butterfly. he never actually pupated he just got Bigger. this is never explained or addressed in-universe as far as we are aware.

and also this is in the presence of a lepidopterist, aka a guy who should Definitely be aware of the fact that howdy should have pupated by now. foreshadowing for a future point of contention? a future alliance, even?

howdy. the shipments. where are your shipments coming from howdy.

home:

much like wally, this one is so obvious that i feel stupid for even dedicating a bullet point here. just fucking look at anything on the website talking about or involving them. this house is All Unsettling Trivia.

imagine i am beaming this brian david gilbert clip directly into your brain whenever i discuss their relationship with wally until further notice

like i've said before, i don't think they're evil evil (or at least, not evil without reason) but i do think whatever they and wally have going on is, like, Not Healthy. they have codependent swag imo.

[gildedtragedies]

1, 12, 17, 18, 19, 21? hope you feel better soon!!!

one: compliment your writing!

i am so good at writing funny dialogue. i'm a little biased because i am always my own intended audience but occasionally i write a scene that makes me cackle

twelve: what fandom do you want to write for more often?

criminal minds for sure, the one cm oneshot i ever posted got WAY more engagement than i expected and then i just casually never wrote anything for it again which is a shame because i've rewatched that show so many times.

seventeen: what trope is your favorite to write?

hurt/comfort ALLLLLLL THE WAY. my second fave is angst though i just love making blorbos really sad

eighteen: what trope have you not written yet, but want to?

hmmmm this one is tough. hmmmm. oh! i have never written a fix-it fic and i would actually love to. not in the sense of "i think the author did it wrong and i can do it better" AT ALL but more like "self-indulgent everything is beautiful and everyone i care about lives" au if you know what i mean

i would also like to try my hand at writing smut/a sex scene that doesn't fade to black immediately but every time i have ever tried i get embarrassed within two sentences, delete it, and never speak of it again LMAO. might be something to do with me being gray-ace but i'm not sex-repulsed in the slightest so idk *shrug*

nineteen: what headcanon do you always include in your stories?

cato and clove had something going on. i don't FULLY subscribe to the idea that it was for sure a romance (though i absolutely love a bit of self-indulgent clato fic and have written them romantically before), but i believe it went Further Than Friendship and could've been a qpp situation? my personal favorite reading of them is that clove is an ace lesbian and cato is a gay man and it's kinda like a lavender marriage but also not.

i also do not subscribe to the idea that 95% of the chars in thg were white and i make that abundantly clear in anything i write with the canon characters.

i haven't written anything for tbosas yet except the blurb where sejanus had a gun but persephone price knew she was eating human meat

twenty-one: what do you do when you get writer's block?

i get really melodramatic in my best friend's discord dms:

and then i keep writing anyways and eventually realize that i was just having a rough patch. or i pop a 25mg edible and the renaissance begins:

[junkissed]

Oh my god, I don't even have the words to describe how I feel after reading your latest fic.

Just the setting and the ambiance of the beginning and then the reader being not a big big party person. (By the way, was the party organized by Jackson or not???) (sorry....) And then they go to the beach and they just... They fall right into JUUUNNN???? Where can this happen to me too??? I wanna know

Then, just like always your smutty parts are the best. You just have a way of telling them that makes the reader really visualize it. Or even feel it?? (if that makes sense) Like I don't know if this makes a lot of sense but it was just so fluffy in a way. They didn't even need to exchange words for the most part (they only spoke for consent I think) like if they did understant each other perfectly even thought they just met and AAAAAAAAH I stop here okay And even after that !!! The aftercare I just.... My stomach made full loops at how soft and gentle that was. I swear I don't know how you do that but reading your fics is always something that gives me butterfliessss (Sorry it sounds a bit cliché but... It's true...).

But... when they needed to part ways, I was kind of sad... I did a total change of mood in 10 seconds. AND THEN the end ???????!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH THEY FINALLY EXCHANGE NAMES !!!! (yes, i did scream in hapiness at that)

And hum... I'm going to stop here because I could continue to ramble about how much I loved this and how much I just adore your way of writing things. Sorry if I spoke too much... I was really looking forward to your new fic and you really didn't disappoint !

I hope you have a really good day and sorry again for rambling too much. Sending you lots of love and support !!!

no i appreciate you so so much thank you for rambling!!! if nobody ever sent asks like these then i would never know how ppl felt 😭 it really means sooo much and it makes me want to keep writing for the lovely ppl like you who let me know you liked reading my work💗

honestly the reason why i didn't have them speak very much during the smut was because they didn't know each others' names and i didn't know how to write it without mentioning names nsdhfksj lmao. but i'm so happy you enjoyed that part!! the smut is the hardest part for me to write because i feel like it gets too repetitive and i run out of ways to describe it so i end up cutting it short :/

also, the bachelorette party was hosted by mingyu & his bride so technically not jackson butttt... that doesn't mean he wasn't invited 🫢 that's open to interpretation hehe

(also i posted another little blurb about what happens after the end of the fic, if you wanna read it's here :))

[northern-passage]

Hey,

I was wondering if there're any hard set facts about the Hunter, the Hunter's partnership with Lea and the Hunter's feelings towards Lea in general that we should be aware of?

I don't want to roleplay or headcannon things about my Hunter that wouldn't work, like deciding how my Hunter views Lea/feels about them after the last job they ydid before the start of The Northern Passage (as an example).

hmmmm i don't... think so? at least nothing that's not already mentioned in the game.

the hunter has been with Lea for about 4-5 years, the partnership started out strong but deteriorated quickly over time. they've always had a more "professional" relationship, and both Lea and the hunter have overall kept each other at a distance. Lea doesn't know about the hunter's family, and the hunter doesn't know about Shoshana.

otherwise, i try my best to keep the time before Keld pretty vague so players can fill in whatever they'd like for their hunter. Keld is always the "turning point" so to speak in their relationship where they both were at their worst - Lea cocky and unprepared while the hunter was reckless and angry.

so the game always starts off with the hunter and Lea being pretty tense and frustrated with each other, but it's up to the player how they want to approach it, either the rival path or the partnership path.

and since you asked, i'll take this as an opportunity to say that the hunter will always want to keep the rot hidden from Lea regardless of what path you're on, but you will eventually get to choose your own reasoning as to why. you will also always be protective of Lea, again regardless of what path you're on - and Lea will always be protective of you, too, in their own way.

if there's anything else i've mentioned on the blog in previous asks or lore posts it's pretty fast and loose - like i said i do try to keep it intentionally vague. as for snippets, those are sort of.. non-canon? it's hard to write those to be compatible with every single hunter since they're just linear blurbs and i don't ever write them to be interpreted as word of god. a lot of them are scenarios that may literally be impossible and could never be canon, anyways, but are just little "what-ifs" i like to write.

[lemonspurple]

Stuff That I've Read Around 2024

Reading has always been a means to an end for me, as in for school or maybe to learn a necessary skill. Totally unexpectedly, this lead to me associating books with labor. Believe it or not, but if you remove any expectations or goals and accept that literature can also be something that purely serves as joyful activity, it makes for a rather neat hobby. In the beginning I fell into the usual pitfalls of trying to get the best book. Whatever the fuck that is. This is where most people quit again, as being the guy who reads Shakespeare at the café and being the guy who actually wants to read Shakespeare are two completely different things, yet often confused. Good books, in my case, make me think things like "I hate that I love this". If you open yourself to genres and topics you might normally not interact with, ratings lose their meaning and what remains is a lust for the unknown. In this spirit I'd like to catalogue what I've read and enjoyed recently.

Exhalation - Ted Chiang

Together with "Story of Your Life & Others" it became one of these moments that leave you a bit empty, once you're done, knowing that it will take a while until you find something that changes your perspective as dramatically. It also became a favorite thing for me to gift, as I think it is very "beginner friendly". What I mean by that is that it hooks people who don't read as much with it's exotic subjects, often leaving them surprised that such things exist. Secondly, both books are a bunch of short stories, that are easier to digest than a trilogy. Some of them are a bit boring, but so is this review. So who am I to judge?

Fukushima Devil Fish - Susumu Katsumata

I can still vividly remember how I said "???" out loud after reading the last pages. As I read the German version, I'm not aware if the order is the same for the English translation, but the first and last story somehow stuck with me. I can't tell you what I like and I also don't know why I would recommend it to anyone. But somehow this work left footsteps in my brain that I revisit every once in a while.

Snuff - Chuck Palahniuk

Someone gifted this to me with the disclaimer that it is a rather controversial book and it really only takes the blurb to understand that. The work bent my expectation multiple times and surprised me in ways I never saw coming and still managed to almost read as if I'm listening to a strange chorus. The book sure isn't a miracle, even better, written in poor taste, depending on who you ask, but if you're willing to see past that, it becomes a rare refresher in the world that is overrun by heroes journeys.

The Box Man - Abe Kōbō

By now the impression grows, that I either enjoy confusing books or authors, which last name gets highlighted by grammar correction. The Box Man was my first encounter with literature that broke linear storytelling and introduced me into the realm of the surreal. Not as in the sense of Murakami, where he blends in some fantastical elements (you can read between the lines that I'm not a big fan), but by warping the entire book. In addition, I also read his work "The Woman in the Dunes", but as with older literature, I perceive it as slow burn, which is my way of avoiding to say chewy at times. But again, it depends on who you ask. Often, especially with new literature, I get the impression that the characters are written in a way that the reader can relate to quickly. Older works, seem to give less of a fuck. Hello, I'm the weirdest sucker you ever knew and for the next 20 pages I'm going to describe the room I'm in.

Uzumaki - Junji Ito

This book is rather popular and often praised in reviews. Honestly speaking, I don't think anyone is reading this post anymore, which means that I'm probably only talking to myself. Hence, there is no one to mind some off topic. I imagine, that everyone has had an intrusive thought or two. If you've ever seen one of these pyramids made out of champagne glasses you know exactly what I mean. In my case, every time I order a kebap that is wrapped into aluminum foil, I have this urge to throw it as far as I can. It's so compact and has a nice density that would make it perfect for that. Would it remain intact or explode when it lands? I haven't done it yet, because I find it difficult to waste food and I also struggle to decide if I were to just throw it or hurl it like a frisbee for the best result. Anyhow, that's why recommend at least one book of Junji Ito.

You can find more books I read on goodreads here.

[fangirl-everythang]

Mirrors C.T.H

Summary: Calum and Y/n's schedules haven't lined up in a while. When they finally do, Calum decides to try a reflective persuasion if you will.

Warnings: Daddy Kink, Swearing, Spit, Slapping( well maybe one), Just lots of smut.

Word Count: 2691

A/N: This was inspired by @ContentCalum on Instagram. 10/10 recommend for short blurbs. (ALSO posted on Wattpad)

Can't wait to see you, princess, xxx.

That was the last text I got from Calum after he told me he was coming home. Today was my day off so I spent the day doing some housework. The four of them really do a number when they're together. Recently our schedules haven't been matching and I rarely see him. Just brief periods between my early work schedule and his unpredictable night/ whenever the fuck Michael wakes up studio times haven't left us much time together.

While that's in the oven I can shower. Deciding against pajamas I just grab one of Calums shirts because it smells just like him. Usually, I wouldn't wear a bra but a bralette won't hurt. With the hot steam rolling down the sides of the shower,  I let the water hit my sore muscles. Work has been overly stressful. Between this new launch and creating a new marketing scheme, you would think we were planning the Met Gala. Putting those thoughts work thoughts aside, lathering and scrubbing every area of my body that has seen this house today. Afterward gotta lotion up because ashyness is not an option, sliding on the matching lace panties and Calums shirt that comes down to my mid-thigh.

Going back downstairs to turn the oven off I get started on the sides. Cauliflower mac and cheese isn't as bad as it seems, hopefully. "Duke do you think your daddy will notice?" He looks at me with those cute eyes, not a care in the world, guess not. The sound of the door opening has Duke happily barking and running away from me. Following not too far behind our fury son I see Calum kneel next to Duke.

"Hey Bud, did you miss me?" he asks playfully petting the sweet creature. He cuddles into Calum further when he looks up at me, "Hi princess."

"You know I think it's unfair when you ask Duke does he miss you when I'm standing right here." I grin. He stands up grabbing my waist "Well I know you missed me love." he smiles.

"Did I? You're kind of annoying." He gasps playfully holding his heart. Leaning my head back I reach up to kiss him. He takes his time bringing his lips to mine so I put my hands on his cheek and bring him closer. His soft lips against mine send me into a frenzy. God, I've missed him like crazy. Parting all too soon he leans his forehead on mine. "I love you." he rasps.

"I love you too bub." I grin going back into the kitchen. "Did you want to eat first or?" I ask looking at him questioningly.

"It's 4 pm Y/n." he chuckles. Well, we can eat later then, he concludes.

"Well, it's our first time together in forever, what now?" He has a smirk on his face and reaches for my wrist. "What is it Cal?"  he walks away and up the stairs leaving me to follow him. I should turn the oven off. Glancing over to Duke he's in his little bed laying down. Being so cute I had to take a picture...or three. Taking my time up the stairs to admire the pictures of the cute doggo, "Cal look at these pictures of Du-What are you doing?" He continues to play with the reflective furniture.

"Do you know how good you look in the mirror? I couldn't stop thinking about all the dirty pictures you sent me," He stares at me through the mirror. "You're lucky I wasn't here babygirl." My cheeks flush as he pushes me closer to see our reflections dancing in the mirror with a tight hold on my hips.

"You're my distraction," he whispers as he slowly begins sucking underneath my ear, leaving kisses down my neck. My heart rate increases as his tongue touches a sensitive spot, shivers running down my spine. "As much as I want to tell you how beautiful you are, well you've been a bad girl hmm?" His hand lightly trails across my neck, his eye contact never leaving as he snakes his other hand towards my front over my clothed womanhood. "Answer me." His grip becoming more firm on my neck.

"Yes daddy." he hums in approval as he lifts his shirt above his head exposing his tan torso. "Look at how sexy you are baby." but he didn't seem satisfied when my eyes stay glued to the ground. He could have any girl he wanted and yet he chose me. I'm not skinny whatsoever. I have more tits than ass and rolls for days. The stretchmarks that litter my body don't bother me but most aspects of everything else does. His hand reaches for my hair in a tight fist forcing me to look up at our reflection, my core aching at the sudden pull.  "I'm speaking to you." he says very sternly, "I guess I'll just have to make you listen."

Stripping himself of his pants and sitting on the edge of the bed right in front of the mirror he opens his legs and pats me over. "Sit." I obey him, anticipation building in my core. His hands roam my body freely lingering wherever they please. He begins attacking my neck slowly dragging his finger across my thigh "Look at you, acting like a good girl hmm?" he moves the cotton fabric up to my waist giving him a view of my panties from the mirror "'gonna be good for daddy?"

I nod silently, he shakes his head in a disapproving manner. "Use your words Love."

"I'll be good for you daddy." he hums in approval, spreading my legs apart. He traces his finger along the outskirts of my panties, my hips thrusting lightly "excited now are we?" he smirks looking at the wet spot through the mirror. Calum slides the thin material to the side, lightly grazing my clit. My eyes momentarily closing at the brief touch before his other calloused hand reaches up, grabbing my jaw, forcing me to to look up. "You're going to watch as I tease your cunt. You're going to cum on my fingers, then you'll watch as I devour your pussy. Close your eyes even once and I'll force another out of you. Got it?" He has a fire blazing behind his golden-brown orbs.

"Yes sir." nodding along as his fingers begin tapping on my clit. "Good girl," he whispers before dipping his middle finger into my sex, the digit easily slipping in. "Nuh that way." he reminds me once more to look up into the mirror. The glass allowing me to see everything at once, the way he looks at me hungrily, his slender finger shining with my arousal. I can see his other hand going to reach for my breast before I feel it, the mere fact causing a moan to leave my lips.

"Awwwe you like watching yourself being played with huh?" he maintains eye contact with me through the mirror, as he adds another finger into my throbbing hole. His length pressing into my back, hardening with every sound from my mouth. "Rub your clit y/n."

My hand following his orders adding more sensation to my building orgasm. The scene before me so pleasingly intimate and erotic.  "Cal I'm goin-" My back arching into him as my orgasm takes complete control of my body, his eyes on me every step of the way.

He brings his fingers to my lips, allowing me to taste myself, whimpering himself when I take his fingers into my mouth, sucking them as if they were his member.  I release them, clean, turning to face him.  "I thought I told you-" I lean forward straddling his waist, kissing him roughly. "I know but I want to please you too Cal." Before he can respond I gently slip off the bed, face to groin. I pull down his boxers just enough to release his straining cock, gently stroking it in my palm.  "Let me take care of you," I smile at him, pressing a kiss to the side of his shaft "Please daddy." He groans, swiping his thumb over my lip and nodding. We've been apart far too long, aching to taste him once more.

I lick his shaft, tasting his pre-cum on my tongue, he lets out a sigh of relief, embedding his hand through my hair.  "Mhmmm just like that princess." He moans as I take most of him in my mouth, cupping his balls and pressing my forefinger lightly on the skin between the two. The feeling of him in my mouth forces my mind to wonder about him being inside of me, stretching me in the best of ways, a moan finds its way out from my throat around Calum causing his hips to thrust more. I clench my thighs together to provide some friction for my thoughts, I reach my hand between my legs relieving myself from all the arousal. "Get up." he demands, seeming almost angry. Not wanting to question him I rise confused by the sudden change of tone, knowing better than to say anything.

He removes any fabric left covering my body aggressively, not saying a word.  Pushing me back till my knees cave against the bed causing me to fall back onto our shared mattress. He places himself between my legs, rubbing his length along my core painfully slow. "Please, I need you Cal."  He continues gazing at me through his lust filled orbs, desire seeping from his pores. He pushes his tip in and then taking it out, the feeling gone as soon as it had appeared. A whine erupted from my lips, he chuckled to himself. "Remind me again y/n," he states in a hushed tone, "Are you to touch yourself without my permission?" He looks at me, his finger dancing over my sensitive nub but neglecting it furthermore. Accepting my silence for an answer, "And yet you did." His head dips down encapsulating my nipple in his mouth, a breathy moan leaving my lips as his hands roam my body freely. My hips thrusting trying to create some- any friction. "Cal I won't do it ever again, just please- please fuck me daddy. " A stinging on my cheek causing a gasp to leave my lips, surprised by this side of Calum. Still shocked, he places his hand firmly on my cheek pushing my face into the mattress. The only thing in view is the mirror with his gorgeously tanned tattooed body on top of mine, hand still placed on my face. He leans in dangerously close, moving a strand of hair aside slowly, his fingertip leaving the slightest touch before putting his hand back with the same pressure as before, "Now watch sweetheart." he darkly whispers.

Before I could question it his entire length thrust in me at once, a broken moan escaping me. With the side view, I can see him pounding into me, each thrust harder than the last. "Fuck- so wet hmmm, such a good whore." he moans, I nod under his hand clenching walls around him, tilting my pelvis to meet his. He removes his hand from my face to apply pressure to my clit, hitting a particularly blissful combination.  "Fuck Cal right there!" I scream as the bedrocks underneath our sweaty bodies. He slows his movements savoring the view before him, his good girl-now fucking onto him, desperate for release. Her hair frizzy, eyes fluttering from excessive pleasure, he never wanted it to end. "I love you y/n."

"I love you too Calum." I reach up grabbing his neck to pull him back to me, our lips meeting once more passionately while he thrust into me again. He presses my body closer to his as my legs wrap around him for dear life, my hands holding onto his as if he'd disappear. "Can I cum please?"  He grunts, nodding his head in approval of my very much needed release. Unable to focus on anything but the eruption of pleasure from my core, repeating a slur of Calums name over and over again like it is the only thing I've ever known. His release following shortly after, the warmth of his seed filling me. His panting is my focal point upon return, watching as each breath falls from his swollen plump lips. I giggle moving some of his sweat-coated hair from his face, "Welcome home Mr.Hood." He smiles laughing at my gesture, "Quite the welcome it is Miss Y/L/N" He pulls my face forward once more placing a soft kiss to my lips, which is happily returned before he pulls me to the edge of the bed, still seemingly connected, placing me dead center in front of the mirror once more. Looking at him with a curious glance, he notions to the mirror as I watch his every move. He pulls his softening member from my core, a gasp leaving my lips due to the newfound vacancy.

His eyes never leaving mine as the smirk on his face grows, kneeling between my thighs. I lean up on my forearms to see both him and the reflection better, the handsome bassist looping his arms around my legs, keeping me in place. "Look how pretty baby." He says watching our fluids drip out of me, his tone of admiration never wavering. My hips jut back as he strokes over my clit, still hyper-sensitive from the orgasm just moments before.  As I retract my pussy away from his devilish grin he rumbles a low growl, attaching his lips to my center, his wide hands gripping my hips with brisk strength-leaving prints in their path. His tongue lapping my hole over and over again. He replaces his mouth with his fingers, the scissoring motion driving me on edge once more.  He leans over me, tapping on my lips to which I comply with his wishes, opening my mouth. He smiles before releasing the cum-mixed spit down my throat, swallowing our combined fluids moaning as he returns his mouth to my pussy. My wetness glistening all over his face as he continues to but himself in me. Seeing his back muscles contract in the mirror each time he moves, watching him devour me in the most sinful of ways. I can see it all, moans leaving my lips between my pleas for him to stop his assault but nonetheless, he persists until my legs are a quivering mess around his head. My bare breast rising with every sharp inhale, my back arching further into him, hoping to get away but he keeps me planted there in front of him.

"I need to- Cal can I-I- fuck please" The words barely able to leave my lips, he stares at me nodding but never removing himself from my core. My orgasm ripples through me, forcing my body to compromise, stiffening as I release on Calum's tongue. My hips riding his tongue exactly where I need him as my fingers grip at his hair, hearing him moan at the feeling sending an aftershock of vibrations through my center.  An unholy slurping noise from Calum is the last thing to be heard as he joins me again on the bed, pulling me into him. His lips providing every emotion needed. "I missed you."

I laugh at his cute post-sex neediness, "I missed you too Cal." He pats my head, letting his hands rake through the mess of hair on top of my head as I trace over his feather tattoo. "Did I ever tell you how good you taste?" he murmurs, shrugging lightly to himself, "Fucking delicious." His hands lingering the curves of my body before he places two fingers on my clit. "No, no, no not again." I chuckle pushing him away as my body shudders from the sensation.

"Hmmm I suppose we'll have more time today." he rasps. "Indeed we will." I smile placing a kiss on his cheek. Let's just say the night was more than eventful, happy to be in each other presence again.

A/N:

WOW long time no see! I can't wait to get back into the flow of writing and now that the semester is over I have more time lol.

I hope you're all hanging in there alright!

xoxo-Janelle

[ladydimitrescuspet]

The Lady's Bodyguard

AO3 Link! telling y'all right now, I don't like this title at all. anyway, this is a build-a-blurb a.k.a. tuesday's fic so wednesday's fic will also be posted today just later cause it's almost 6 am! please enjoy, let me know your thoughts if you want, and sorry for any grammatical errors!

👋 meeting for the first time 🔪 knife against the throat 🤎 royal x commoner 🤮 fake dating

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“Lady Alcina, Lord Dimitrescu, it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.” You say as you bow in front of them.

“And you are?” Alcina asks.

Lord Dimitrescu clears his throat. “Dear, this is Y/N. They’re here for th-“

Alcina rolled her eyes, waving her father off. “Regardless of why they’re here, they’re late, Father. You know how much I despise it when servants aren’t punctual.” Alcina says.

“Um, servant? Can someone explain why I’m here exactly?” You ask. You were never told why you were going to Castle Dimitrescu, let alone what you were volunteered for.

Alcina turned towards you with a grin on her face. “To date me, of course. Isn’t that right, Father?” Alcina replied.

“Yes, dear. To a certain degree, that is correct.” Lord Dimitrescu said. Before he could continue speaking you opened your mouth.

“You’re kidding me, right? This has to be some kind of joke.” You say, looking over at Alcina’s father.

Lord Dimitrescu sighed. “I assure you, Y/N, that this is no joke.” He replied. “This is a very serious matter and it’s to protect my daughter. However, you two will not actually be dating, but you must make it seem like you are to avoid being suspicious.” The Lord explained.

You raised your eyebrow. “So we’re fake dating?” The Lord nods his head. “I don’t know if that’s better or worse.”

Alcina growled at you. “You’ll find that as much as I despise tardiness, I despise disrespect even more. You will show respect to us in Castle Dimitrescu lest you want to spend the rest of your days in the dungeons.” Alcina threatened.

“My apologies, my love.” You reply with a cheeky grin. “I won’t show any disrespect towards you in your home ever again.”

Alcina rolled her eyes at you. “Brat.” Alcina looked at her father. “Do I really have to pretend to like them, daddy? They’re annoying and this plan of yours seems fruitless.” Alcina whined with a small pout.

“I’m sorry, prinţesă, but you do have to go along with this. I promise, it’s for your own safety and it’ll be over before you know it.” Lord Dimitrescu said as he patted his daughter’s arm.

Alcina sighed before looking back over at you, a frown settling on her face. “Fine. Follow me.” Alcina said before walking away.

You give a small bow to the Lord before quickly following after his daughter. “So, dear, what’s first on the agenda? Should we get to know each other better?” You asked as you walked next to Alcina.

“I highly doubt we should. We’re not even dating for real, according to my father.” Alcina replied.

“Doesn’t mean we can’t still learn things about each other. I’m still not even sure what my role in your father’s plan truly is besides being a companion to his daughter. His bitchy daughter, that is.” You say. Alcina stopped walking abruptly, turning to face you before she backed you up against the wall. “Oh, you want to do it in the hallway? Where anybody could see us? Kinda kinky, lovey.”

Alcina grabs your chin with her hand, your lips squeezing together. “I thought I told you to respect me in this Castle. Guess I know now that you can’t keep your promises.” Alcina said as her grip on your face got tighter. “Now, listen to me when I say that the next time you say something out of pocket, this hand goes around your neck and it won’t move until you’ve stopped breathing. Is that clear?” Alcina asked.

“Crystal.” You try to reply but it just comes out muffled. You rub at your jaw as Alcina pushes your face away, continuing her walk. “You know, you’re kind of hot when you’re angry.”

Alcina’s jaw clenched. “I am not angry. I am annoyed, I am frustrated, and I am confused. But I am not angry.” Alcina replied.

“If you say so, Your Highness.” You responded.

“Alcina, please.” Alcina says causing you to raise your eyebrow. “If we’re to be dating, or courting each other rather, it’s only right that you drop the formalities.” Alcina stops in front of a door, opening it. “Franklin will bring your luggage up momentarily. I’m feeling rather tired now. You may stay here in your room if you like or you may have a maid show you to the library or the kitchen if you’re hungry.” Alcina says as she walks into your room

You nodded your head. “I’m actually feeling a little tired myself so perhaps I’ll rest for a bit too.”

Alcina hums. “Well then. Your room is adjacent to mine so if you need anything just knock. You’ll learn that I’m a light sleeper.” Alcina says.

“Thank you. And that goes for you to, don’t hesitate to barge right in if you need anything.” You say with a grin and wiggle of your eyebrows.

Alcina frowned slightly. “Well, the mood’s been ruined. Enjoy your rest, Y/N.” Alcina said as she opens the door that leads to her room.

“You enjoy yours too, Alcina.” You say as the door closes behind her. You sighed. This was going to be one interesting relationship between the two of you.

And it was. It’d been a little over three months since you were hired to “date” the Lord’s daughter. You soon found out that your job was to act as her personal assistant and bodyguard. Going with her wherever she was needed, not allowing her to slip away from your sight. And that’s where your cover as Alcina’s companion kicked in.

“Alcina, Alcina, wake up.” You said softly to the woman sleeping next to you. Apparently she was only a light sleeper when she slept by herself. You found out the hard way after she’d moved into your bed after you’d been at the castle for a week. “Alcina, wake up.” The woman groans.

“Mm, just a few more minutes, darling.” Alcina mumbles, snuggling into you.

You scratched the back of your neck, looking at the clock. “It’s almost 7, wake up.” You say.

“No.” Alcina replies. “Plus, it’s Saturday. Now, come cuddle with me.” Alcina pouts without even opening her eyes.

You roll your own before caving in. “Fine. But we have to be up soon. You have that meeting with Mother Miranda this afternoon.” You say as Alcina wraps her arms around you.

“How are you so warm?” Alcina mumbles, nuzzling against your neck. You shrug your shoulders as best as you can. “My personal heater.” Alcina speaks softly as she falls back asleep.

Helena, who was Head of Staff, found the two of you snuggled up together as she came to wake you up when she saw that the Lady wasn’t in her room.

“Alright, dearies. I know you like your sleep, but it’s a rather important day so up and at them.” Helena says rather loudly.

Alcina groans. “Do I have to meet with Miranda today?” Alcina asks as she sits up before yawning.

“Yes, dear. Your father is quite adamant that you meet with her. He thinks she can help.” Helena replied.

You frowned. “Help with what?” You ask.

Alcina looks over at Helena. “We’ll be right down, Helena. Apologies to my father for us missing breakfast.” Alcina says as she notes it being ten minutes past 10. Helena gives her a nod before exiting the room. “I have to tell you something. Something that I probably should’ve told you when you first arrived or at least a bit after your arrival.”

“What is it, Ali? You’re making me feel worried.” You say.

Alcina sighs. “I have a, um, a rare blood disease.” Alcina admits.

“What?” You ask.

“It’s hereditary. Some days are better than others, but on the bad days it leaves me feeling quite sick. I can barely get move, let alone get out of bed. For days at a time, I’ll be bed ridden because of it. And if anybody found out that my father’s only heir was as sick as I am, they’d try to overthrow him.” Alcina explained. “But Miranda has been helping me to maintain it these past few months, a little while after you arrived.”

“And what she gives you makes you feel better? You’ve not been in any pain lately?” You question.

Alcina shook her head. “Not nearly as much pain as I felt before Miranda’s medicine. And with you around, I sleep much better at night. So thank you for that.” Alcina said, pressing a kiss to your cheek. “I’m going to go get ready. Meet me in my room in 15 minutes?” You nodded your head and watched as Alcina padded over to the door that led to her room, shutting it behind her.

Meet Alcina in her room 15 minutes later is exactly what you did. Well, kind of. According to the muffled noises coming from her bathroom, she was still getting ready. You sat in the chair in front of desk. Alcina had a full length mirror on the wall across from it, you assumed for when she felt like doing her makeup in here.

“So, what do you think? Too much?” Alcina asked as you looked up from playing with your fingers. You caught her eyes in the mirror, your mouth opening slightly but no words coming out. Alcina rolled her eyes. “Are you going to answer my question or are you just going to continue gaping at me like you’re a fish?” Alcina asked as she walked up behind you.

You shook your head. “Definitely not too much. You’re perfect.” Alcina hummed as she placed on hand on your shoulder, the other one coming across your neck as you gulped. “What are you doing, Alcina?” You ask as you stare at the knife pressing into your neck a bit.

“I never told you that we call her Mother Miranda. How did you know that?” Alcina asked. You frowned. “Don’t play dumb with me, Y/N. How did you know?”

Your hand came up to Alcina’s slightly trembling arm. “I’ll tell you, just put the knife down, Ali.” Alcina’s grip on the hilt of the knife tightened. “Alcina, put the knife down. Now.” You repeated, your tone firmer.

“H-how do I know that you won’t tr-try something?” Alcina asked, the knife still against your neck.

You brought your gaze up to meet Alcina’s. “You don’t know, but do you trust me?” Alcina stared at you for a moment before nodding her head albeit hesitantly. “Then give me the knife, Ali. I’m not here to hurt you.” You let your hand travel up to hers until your felt the hilt of the knife slip into your hand.

You place the knife down on her desk, never breaking eye contact with Alcina. She speaks first. “Answer my question.” Alcina says.

“Short answer, Miranda sent me.” Alcina frowned. “Not a lot of people in the village know of her as Mother, but I, um, I do. She… kind of raised me. So when your father was looking for someone to “date” you, Miranda offered me up. She thought I’d be perfect for the job, I guess.”

“So Miranda’s your mo-“

You cut Alcina off. “No, Miranda’s not my biological mother. She took me in after my family died in a car accident. I don’t really want to talk about that, but Miranda saved me. I almost died with them, but she came out of the blue and saved me. I’ve been living with her ever since.” You explained. “I truthfully didn’t know the extent of what Miranda signed me up for, and I certainly wasn’t aware that she was helping you treat your disease.”

“You swear you had no idea?” You nodded at her, crossing your heart. “Okay. I just… I thought that.” Alcina’s words trailed off.

“You thought what?” You asked as you turned to face Alcina.

Alcina shrugged. “I thought that maybe she sent you to spy on me.” Alcina admitted. “It was a foolish thing for me to think. I know that now. But I was afraid that she was just waiting for the right moment to use you against me.”

You shook your head, grabbing her hand. “Fake relationship or not, I’d never do anything to hurt you, Alcina. I promise on my life that as your bodyguard that I will do everything in my power to protect you. And your secret’s safe with me.”

“Thank you, Y/N. I appreciate it.” Alcina said, pressing another kiss to your cheek. “Now, let’s go get something to eat before Helena comes back up here and chews us out.” You let out a laugh at her words.

You felt guilty for lying to Alcina a bit. While Miranda did sign you up to be part of Alcina’s father’s plan, she also gave you another reason to be there. You were there to find out if the Lord had any other heirs or if Alcina was his only one. And with her being sick, that helped Miranda a lot. Alcina was right, there were plenty of people that would use that against the Lord to get him to step down. But you knew the only one brave enough to do that was Miranda. And with the promise you just made to Alcina, you had to make sure that didn’t happen.

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[oraganji]

You wanted ideas, here are ideas (Zuko related sorry if it's not what you wanted)

On Ember Island, a couple days before the final showdown. You can't sleep, and aparently so does Zuko. A chat ensues, with you both comforting each other

(Waterbender reader who can heal) You go with Zuko and Katara goes with her brother when the time comes to separate for the war. The lightning strike was supposed to hit you, not him!. Cue angsty moment of you coming to him after chaining up his sister and crying while trying your besty to heal him. One thing goes to another, and it ends up in an unexpected kiss and confession.

A more simple one: Zuko and you stargazing a couple weeks after the war is over, thinking about the future and what awaits you. Cuddles, fluff!

oooo ok I really like all of these, but I'm a sucker for comfort fics, so I'll start with the first prompt. (I might write the other ones later on, who knows?)

So because I absolutely love earthbenders and would love to be one (validation plz) reader's an earthbender in my eyes, but I tried to write this to be as vague as possible with the reader's abilities. All you need to know is that reader is a boss b***h who occasionally needs her fire prince by her side.

Pairing: Zuko x reader

Word Count: >700

A/N: Another late night post, woohoo. I don't know if this is a blurb, or a oneshot, or a drabble, or whatever. So let me know if you know the answer. Oh also, no mention of (Y/N).

Here's the thing:

Under the Stars

Very few things in your life so far made you as nervous as this.

As much as you enjoyed the company of a certain fire prince, you hoped to never hear the word “ember” again.

And maybe that’s what led you to your current predicament. Strewn across the grass, just beyond the Gaang’s tents. At first, you were just staring at the stars, hoping the night sky would help ease your mind. Instead, you found yourself tense, eyes closed, mind swimming with hopelessness and doubt.

You questioned your own abilities, wondering if you really were good enough to hold your own in a couple of days. You couldn’t help but feel inadequate sometimes, being surrounded by the avatar, the legendary Blind Bandit, a prince, a waterbender and healer, and two of the greatest warriors you had ever seen. Sure, you were strong, but would it be enough. Hell, would all of you be enough? Ozai and the fire nation were no joke, seeing that they managed to bring this much trouble to the all-powerful Avatar and his team.

The more you thought about it, the more your confidence decreased, and the more your insecurities heightened. You shut your eyes tightly and shook your head, trying to dispel such negative thoughts.

“You too?”

You jolted, immediately scrambling to stand and face whoever your potential attacker was. Instead of a threat, Zuko stood in front of you, slightly alarmed at your frightened reaction.

You cleared your throat and lowered your guard once more.

“Um… yeah I-I couldn’t really sleep. I guess you have the same issue?”

“Uhh, yeah. I mean, I’m about to go fight my family and my home, can you really blame me?” he chuckled dryly, meeting your soft gaze.

You would be lying if you said you didn’t have any feelings for the firebender, and this situation, both of you in close proximity, alone, under the stars, wasn’t helping at all.

“I’m sorry Zuko. I know that this is probably more important to you than anyone else. But just know that I’m here for you, whatever you go through,” you gave him a small smile.

He took a few steps closer, and it was at times like this where you could swear that the feelings you held for him were mutual.

“Thank you, but what are you doing out here? You should be getting some rest, I mean, we’re all going to need our energy for-”

“Do you ever feel inferior? Lesser than? Not good enough?” you blurted out, finally speaking your mind.

“Wha-what? How often do you feel this way? Of course you’re good enough! In fact, you’re stronger and better than almost anyone I know!” he exclaimed, clearly shocked. “Is this what kept you up?” He inched closer, and spoke more softly this time.

You suddenly realized how close Zuko was to you right now. “Well, I-I just feel like everyone else is much more powerful. They always know what to do, and sometimes I think I’m just another soldier, for more manpower. You can’t tell me you don’t think that of me-”

You were interrupted by the feeling of Zuko’s lips on your own. You froze for a moment, too shocked to reciprocate. Zuko took this as a bad sign, and immediately pulled back.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to overstep, and I understand if you don’t feel the same way, i just-”

You stopped him from rambling further by looping your arm around the back of his neck and drawing his lips to yours again. This time, both of you melted into the kiss, moving as one. Zuko drew his arms around your waist to pull you closer and deepen the kiss. You both pulled away breathless, and slightly in awe.

“You talk too much.”

He laughed at that. “Well, I quite enjoy how you’ve decided to shut me up, can we do more of that?”

You scrunched your nose as you giggled, and Zuko thought he could die of happiness as it finally sunk in that this was real, you were real, and you, laughing as he held you close, was real. Suddenly it didn’t matter that a war was coming. In fact, both of you found yourselves invigorated with new hope, new confidence.

“You are so annoying,” you said as you squirmed away from Zuko, who was trying to peppering your face in kisses.

“Ah, but you love me. Hopefully.”

“That I do Zuko, that I do.”

[yunopouts]

stars on the beach - k. doyoung

-> kim doyoung x reader

-> era: punch!

-> genre: crack, smut (barely)

-> w: smut, alcohol consumption, mentions of food, mentions of eating, swearing, mentions of shitting (SORRY I FELT THE NEED TO MENTION THIS) tell me if i've missed anything

-> taglist: @doieclayed @foreverdy @neomulucased @ncteaxhoe

-> network: @nct-frathouse

-> a/n: here's a shitty blurb that i speed wrote. it's not detailed- definitely is actually very shitty i don't know what happened lmao

Your head rolled back as he kissed down your neck, enjoying the way his hands acted as if your body was the most brittle thing on earth- one sliding down your side while his right hand focused on your chest. His thumb grazed your nipple, making you moan loudly.

“Like that?” he asked, thumb now pressing down on the bud. He let out an arrogant laugh at your whine, enjoying the torture he was putting you through. You gasped when he took your nipple in between his teeth, tongue poking at the tip before sucking on it whole.

“I want you inside.” your voice was strained when it came out.

“If you promise to scream my name so loud we get a complaint, then you’ve got yourself a deal.” His voice was velvet smooth, like the devil. “Can you do that, beautiful?” You nodded eagerly, badly needing him. “Good.” he chuckled, giving you a closed-mouth smile, blinking once at you before feeling your core. “God, you’re so fucking wet.”

As you were about to respond a vibrating noise came from your right, you both looked to the side table- where it was coming from. The man without a name looked back to you, his face now obscuring that you had been interrupted.

He opened his mouth to speak again but his voice was fading out and instead you heard a bang.

Snapping your eyes open at the sound of something hitting the floor, you sat up and looked around your room, searching for what had fallen. They were drawn to the phone that was vibrating on your carpet.

“What do you want, Mark?” You asked, picking up the call.

“Well hello to you too.” He chuckled

“You woke me up.” You grumbled. “Why are you even calling me at this ungodly hour?”

“Y/n, it's three thirty in the afternoon. You’re supposed to be here.”

“Where am I supposed to be? Need I remind you that it’s Saturday?”

“Need I remind you that you’re supposed to be at the house because you’re sleeping over?”

“Crap.” You cursed, scrambling to get out of bed.

“Watch your potty mouth, missy.” You could hear the stupid smirk he was wearing in that moment.

“Shut it, shit face.” You huffed. “I’ll see you in twenty.”

“That’s more like it. Bring your shit for tonight.”

“Watch your potty-” he cut you off as he hung up. You groaned, stalking over to the bathroom, you slumped down onto the counter, resting your head on your arms.

A vibration shot up your leg as someone sent you a text. You pulled your phone out of your pocket to check the notification— it was a text from mark.

-

lee [15:40] get off your counter and get ready, you turd.

you [15:41] tell the boys to clean the bathrooms or else i’ll give all of them swirlies after someone takes a dump

lee [15:42] we already did. and it won't be me getting a swirly cause i cleaned mine

you [15:43] tell hyuck to clean it again

lee [15:44] okay mom

you [15:45] don’t ever call me mom again unless you want me to shit on your pillow

read 15:45 pm

-

After getting ready you grabbed your duffle bag and ran to the front of your apartment, slipping on your shoes and speeding out the door. You were about to jog down the street all the way to the boys house, but stopped when there was a honk behind you.

You were about to tell them off when someone called your name, making you freeze in your tracks.

The voice from your dream.

“What are you doing? Get your ass in the car!” Mark yelled.

Slowly turning on your heel, you moved as slow as a turtle, not even daring to raise your gaze any higher— because if you did, you would be looking straight at the voice from your wet dream just an hour before.

“Hi Y/n,” the familiar velvety smooth voice cooed from the front seat.

“Hey.” you gulped, staring into the capturing eyes of the one person you were dreading to see.

Kim Doyoung.

-

“Oh fuck, my ass hurts.” Johnny groaned as he stretched his long limbs once he stepped out of his car after three hours of driving.

“Comere’ lemme massage it.” Jaehyun held out his hands, to which Johnny jokingly backed up, making Doyoung snort before he walked to the front door of the beach house.

You and Mark hopped out of the back after Jaehyun, and popped the trunk.

“What’s wrong with you?” Mark asked as the two of you unloaded the bags from the trunk of Johnny’s jeep. “You were silent the whole ride, what happened to you?”

“I had a sex dream…” you mumbled, yanking a bag out and swinging it over your shoulder.

“Okay, why would that impact-”

“About Doyoung.” the blond's eyes almost popped out of his head.

“You had a wet dream about- ow!” he winced, rubbing his arm after you punched it. “You had a wet dream about Doyoung?” Mark hissed. “What the fuck?”

“I know.” you whined, also confused as to why you had a lewd dream of Mark’s friend. “I don’t know what’s wrong.” Your head fell back in annoyance.

“What’s wrong?” A deep voice appeared beside you, making you flinch… hard. “Jeez, are you okay?” Jaehyun asked, steadying you out with both his hands on your biceps.

“She had a sensual dream about Doyoung.” Mark explained to the older boy and he gasped, eyes glowing.

“You’re so nasty.” He shimmied his shoulders, feigning a flirtatious tone. You rolled your eyes and groaned loudly.

“Would you guys please-”

“Who had a sensual dream about me?” Once again, you flinched, this time almost falling backwards after stepping on Mark’s foot— who was now yelling in pain.

“Mark did. He said he had a dream and he walked in on you rubbing one off.” Jaehyun lied straight through his teeth, but the man believed it, scrunching his nose.

“Oh, I thought you were talking about Y/n.” Jaehyun wheezed at the comment, nudging you in the ribs. Shooting him a look as you joined in, laughing awkwardly.

“Mark you dirty pig.” He sent you a glare before stabbing you with his own comeback.

“Well at least I didn’t have sex with my ex and moan Jaehyun’s name.”

“You did what?” The 97 liner looked down at you with an incredulous smirk before you turned to Mark, kissing your teeth.

“Shit.” The golden haired boy sprinted and you chased after him, Jaehyun following and taunting you from behind- leaving Doyoung standing alone, confused and surrounded by their luggages.

-

“Okay,” Taeyong clapped his hands and rubbed them together. “We need to figure out who is sleeping with who, and where. There are five bedrooms, so we can split equally.”

“Thank god.” Haechan mumbled. He had arrived earlier, along with Jungwoo, Yuta, Taeyong and Taeil, but they decided to wait for you to come to figure this out in a fair way. “I call Taeil!” He shouted, almost jumping out of his seat.

“I wanted Taeil.” Mark whined as he watched the younger boy sit in the eldests lap, wrapping his arms around his neck before sticking his tongue out at Mark.

“I’ll take Mark since y/n will kill him if she’s alone with him.” Yuta suggested, raising a hand.

“I can be with Taeyong;” Johnny hollered from the kitchen, grabbing a water bottle from the fridge.

“Woo.” Jaehyun patted the knees of the boy who was sitting in his lap.

“Okay so that leaves Doyoung and Y/n.” Mark and Jaehyun both looked at you as if they knew something, because they did. “Y/n are you cool with that

“Y-yeah sure; it’s fine.”

“Are you sure? Cause I can just sleep on the couch.” Doyoung stepped in, to which you shook your head.

“No, no it’s really fine. I bet you Doyoung is a better roommate than all of you.” You stuck out your tongue at the others who were gasping dramatically. “Except for Taeil;” The eldest let out a teasing laugh before someone began speaking again.

“They get the master bedroom.” Jaehyun added and you froze, catching his and Mark’s growing smile.

“Did say masterb-”

“Master room;” Doyoung muttered in your ear. You nodded slowly as tingles went down your spine, sitting back against the couch with a soft ‘oh’ leaving your lips. “Thanks man,” you missed the wink he sent the plotting pair.

“Anything to spare ourselves from her cursing us for taking the comfortable bed.” Hyuck said.

“You know, you guys make me out to be some scary monster that will bite your head off.”

“You bit my arm when I took the last Nanaimo bar!” Mark argued.

“Because I said I didn’t have one! How do you bring someone, who’s never been there, to B.C and not let them try an authentic desert?” You fought back.

“That’s kind of cruel, Mark.” Jungwoo mumbled, the others agreeing with him.

“We were in Coquitlam for another three days, you could have gone to Nanaimo on your own!”

“You were going to let a foreigner travel two and a half hours by herself?” Doyoung’s voice raised as the rest of the boys began to scold him too.

“Shameful.” Taeyong shook his head. Mark got up with a huff and began stomping away. “Get back here you dimwit, we didn’t decide the rooms.”

“I’m gonna go unpack.” Doyoung followed Mark in standing up. “Wanna come?” He asked, holding out a hand.

“Sure.” You took it and the older boy helped you up, leading you to the second floor.

-

Only when you let go to sit on the bed did you realize that you were still holding on to Doyoungs hand when you reached the room. It was nice, had eggshell coloured walls— very much like a beach house. The bed was nice too, white sheets on a king size mattress that sat on a rustic looking post bed. Everything in the room was the same eggshell colour as the walls, and the handles and knobs matched the metal posts of the bed frame.

“Which side do you normally sleep on?” Doyoung asked as he unloaded some of his clothes into a drawer, pulling you out of your thoughts.

“I’m fine with any side.” you replied, hands running over the cool comforter.

“You sure you’re okay with sharing?” The boy turned to look at you, finding you with your back flat against the bed.

“We’re both adults.” Was all you said before he turned back, organizing his shirts as he let out a soft chuckle.

“Is it okay if I sleep on the right side, then?”

“Of course.”

“Cool, thank you.”

“No problem, Doyoung.”

You were about to start a different conversation to make yourself feel a bit more comfortable when Johnny appeared at your door.

“Beach in twenty?”

“It’s seven.” Doyoung stopped his movements and looked at the older boy.

“We’re going to a beach party.”

“Alcohol?” You strained your neck when peeked up at the older boy when he said ‘party’. Johnny laughed, nodding in response to your question.

“I’m a little tired from the drive, so I’m gonna pass.” Johnny nodded and left the room. Doyoung made his way to the bed, latching himself onto a bedpost. “Do you want me to get out?” you shook your head.

“I’m just gonna wear this.” the both of you laughed lightly. “You really not gonna go?” propping yourself up on your elbows, you cocked your head to the side. He pushed up the clear-frame glasses that sat perched on that perfect nose of his, smiling down softly at you.

“Nah, I think I’m just going to chill; I kinda wanna take a nap.” You hummed gratefully when he helped you up again.

Doyoung accidentally pulled you with too much force, forcing you to come crashing into his chest. He grunted as you stumbled back, the boy's arms wrapping around your waist. He was warm and he smelt like an enchanting fabric softener. You stayed that way for a few extra seconds, Doyoung wanting to stay in your grip, and you in his- but it all came to an end when a phone vibrated on the dresser.

You jolted back and picked up the phone, reading the message. “I-I’m gonna go.”

“Y-yeah, yeah. Um… have fun.”

“You too.” you replied awkwardly, practically running out the door.

-

“So, you have a boyfriend?” a random guy next to you raised a brow as he slurred his words.

“No,”

“Do you wanna-” “No, I don’t want to fuck you.” rolling your eyes, you turned on your heel and walked away, towards the group of boys that were on top of each other.

“Y/N!!!!” Haechan raised his hands in the air, spilling his tequila shot on Taeyongs head. “Oh whoops.” he sniggered.

“How’s your grinding going?” you asked, staring at the group of drunken friends- only one, Jungwoo, was completely sober.

“Only Jaehyun and Johnny have gotten somewhere.” Mark, who’s cheeks were a dark red, was pouting.

“As expected.” you sighed, sipping from your beer bottle. “Oh fuck, it’s already two.” you cursed, checking your phone before sliding it in your back pocket again. “I’m gonna go; don’t really want to be hit on by anyone anymore.”

They wished you farewell before you began your short journey back to the house. When you got to the front door, you kicked off your flip flops and entered. Quietly but quickly, you made it up the stairs and opened the door. You did a double take before your eyes zeroed in on the sight in front of you.

There you saw Doyoung, laying on the bed half naked, with his cock in hand, moaning your name. It would be a lie if you said it wasn’t hot- because it most definitely was, your heart might have even skipped a beat.

What are you, a pervert? You scolded yourself and tried to shut the door as discreetly as possible but he called your name again, this time, not in a moan- but in a calm manner.

“Stay.” his voice was raspy before it turned into a soft moan. Locking the room once you entered, you kept your back pressed to the cool wood of the door. “Come.” he ordered and like a trained dog, you obeyed, slowly making your way to the bed.

“Can I…” the words came out as a whisper, but he still heard and agreed.

His hand ghosted over yours, letting you take hold of his member, whimpering at your cold touch. You began by grazing your thumb over the slick slit, pressing down just enough for him to pinch your thigh in annoyance. Smiling, you began to work your wrist, moving your hand in swift motions so good it made Doyoung’s thighs shake.

“Fuck,” his noises left his mouth breathlessly as he bucked his hips into your fist. “Hmm, wait, stop.” you paused, body going still. “Strip, I wanna fuck you.”

You gasped at his words, but removed your clothing with his help. Doyoung held your waist as you mounted him with your knees on either side of his own torso. “Slowly;” he mumbled, bringing you down on his dick.

“Doyoung,” you sighed while he leaned forward to place his lips on yours. They were soft and supple, everything you’ve ever wanted in a pair of lips that had the job of kissing you. Once he bottomed out and made sure you were comfortable, Doyoung held your ass to guide you in moving up and down, all the while he pulled you in close so that his mouth could reach your nipple. Taking the bud in his mouth, his soft tongue grazed over it softly before sucking and pulling on it. Even though it was the simplest of actions, you were being so vocal- and Doyoung loved that. Your whines only egged him on, pushing you further, forcing you to cry out louder.

As your hips rolled with his, Doyoung became harsher with his thrusts, handling you like you were a toy- like you were as light as a feather.

“Not to sound like a creep, but I’ve dreamt of this moment.” he panted out as his cock hit a new length. “I’m pretty sure you have too, if I’m not mistaken.”

You couldn’t say a word, when you tried to, only a grunt of pleasure left you- making the boy under you chuckle. Almost screaming when his thumb reached your clit, rubbing intensely on the nub, like it was a mission of his, like his life depended on it. “Fuck, Doyoung… fuck, Doy-”

“Close?” he asked. He took you letting out a long whine as a hint and started thrusting faster and harder. “Don’t be shy baby,” he tugged you closer by his grip on the back of your neck. “Cum for me.” he whispered in your ear.

When your eyes rolled back, you saw stars; stars one the ceiling, stars on the beach, stars in his eyes- everywhere, there were stars everywhere.

When he felt his cock twitch, he stopped moving you- even though you were at the very end of your high. You watched for yourself- what Doyoung looks like when he comes, and you can now proudly say that it was the hottest thing you’d ever seen. With his lips slightly parted, head tilted back against the wall and fingers digging into your sides, he let go, ropes of white painting your walls.

A few minutes later, once you were clean and laying beside him, you mumbled to Doyoung, “You knew?” cheeks warm with embarrassment.

“Of course I knew, Mark would’ve acted the exact same way you did if he had a wet dream of me.” that didn’t make you feel better. “But, I also had one… of you.” he made sure to say.

“Was it good?”

“It was good, but not as good as this.” he smiled, pecking you softly on the lips.

[roonilwazlibimagines]

fics inspired by songs

so here is a list of all of the fics i have written with a song that inspired me to write it and i will include a little blurb about how/why it inspired me as well just because i can. no one asked for this but i did it anyways

j.p x female reader - music with your dad | song by nasty cherry | smut + best friend's dad

I love nasty cherry and i love this song, i listened to this song in the shower not that long ago for the first time in a while and the idea came to me. i wrote this after having not written smut for months so it felt awkward but still fun

r.b x female reader - architecture | song by maisie peters | angst

this song was the song that made me fall in love with maisie peters and i wrote this pretty much immediately after i listened to it because i loved it so much and for some reason it made me think of regulus. i wrote this a while ago when i was still at school and not writing often, i wrote like a paragraph a night on my phone, so it's not really my best, but i tried

r.b x female reader x s.b - ivy | song by taylor swift | angst + cheating

i wrote this and i loved it and then i read it and i hated it because i spent so much time on it and it still wasn't perfect, but then i read it a few months after and didn't hate it. i think it has its ups and downs, but i love this song and i guess i love this fic

s.b x female reader - worst of you | song by maisie peters | angst + toxic relationship

i had this idea not long after architecture because i started listening to all of maisie peters' songs and just couldn't help but think of sirius. i did write this after a bit of a writing slump so it was good to get me back into the flow of things but i fear i took it a little too literal

s.b x female reader - betty | song by taylor swift | angst + fluff

i could talk about this song and this fic forever, i wrote this when i was trying to get over a boy and i didn't know how our relationship would end so i left the ending open-ended, i found it like a year later with the knowledge that i no longer speak to this boy and finished it how i wanted our relationship to finish. it has a special place in my heart

r.l & s.b - she's an angel | song by harry styles | smut

this isn't based on only angel by harry styles, but when i was thinking of a title i was like !!! and so i feel like it could kinda based on it just based on vibes

s.b - she | song by harry styles | angst

kinda a part 1/first draft to betty, betty is what i wanted this to be but i didn't spend enough time on it. it wasn't at all based on the song by harry styles, but like it totally kinda could be and just coincidentally has the same name

g.w - don't say you love me | song by transviolet | angst + fuck buddies

this is actually one of my most favourite things i've ever written. i love it a lot even though it is set in their last year of hogwarts and i don't really do that anymore. but i put so much effort into it and i feel like it really paid off. i also made a playlist for it which is on the post

c.d - all too well | song by taylor swift | angst

i actually started writing this like a week after red tv came out and i updated like mid-end 2023. i edited it like heavily 5 times but now i never want to read it again so i just published it to get it out of my drafts lmao

fics i would like to pretend don't exist

f.w x female reader - sweater weather | song by the neighborhood | fluff

i had never listened to this song until someone requested it, i probably would have been like 13 when i wrote this and i hate it because i really just based it off the lyrics and not vibes but i'm sentimental and will never delete it

s.b x female reader - makeup | song by ariana grande | smut

this was one of my first attempt at writing smut and i cringe really hard, but i am sentimental and will once again, never get rid of it

j.s.p - absolutely smitten | song by dodie | fluff + my very first attempt at smut

this was my very first attempt at smut and that is all i have to say to get my point across. it's only really brief in the last part, and i feel like without it i wouldn't hate it as much. but i'm really glad someone requested this because it introduced me to dodie and i've never been the same

[agustdiv1ne]

thank you + milestone!!

damn, never thought we'd get here, did we?

in all honesty, it's been a pretty shit year. march 'til now has felt like the same month on repeat with tiny tweaks to make it all so much worse. but i'm not here to complain about the worst parts of this year, i'm here to celebrate the best ones.

this was the year that i finally started writing, that i was finally spurred to open a google doc and just type away until a tiny work of fiction stared back at me. my first one was 1k words, a rant to get all of my emotions off of my chest with an idol as my muse. it felt...great, though it also felt a bit odd writing after being an avid reader for years. i always did prefer essays to creative writing, but this year definitely changed that perspective.

i wrote that first blurb along with another fic in late july, and in early august, i asked my friends if i should post them. om august 3rd, i changed this blog from a fic rec to a fic writing blog just like that. i regret none of it.

it's been nearly five months since i revamped this blog and i couldn't be more grateful for the support i have gotten from all of you, whether it be a kind comment, a like, a reblog, all of it. i never thought anyone would like my content, but i've been proven severely wrong by this community. from my irls that are on here, to my lovely mutuals and followers, to those i've talked to a lil bit on this hellsite, to the writers whose fics i absolutely adore, to those who have left a like or a comment on one of my fics, i want to say thank you from the very bottom of my heart ♡

have a happy and healthy new year! i love and appreciate every single one of you!!

though i'm painfully bad at writing letters and getting all sappy, i wanted to write them anyways hahaha let's goooo

to @hwaddict:

my irl best friend!! my partner in crime!!!! i love you sm carly, and there are not enough words in this world for me to describe the extent of my love. you have been there for me during my lowest moments, you've seen me cry, and i don't cry in front of many ppl. i trust you with my life and i'm so glad that we became friends back in middle school bc you are one reasons that spur me to keep going. i can't wait to see where life takes us and know that while i might not always be able to be there physically (especially with college right around the corner), i will always be there for you in any way i can be. again i love you and i can't wait to conquer next year with you ♡♡

to @hopejanaee:

hope!! hobi!!! one of my irls! though we just became friends earlier this year, it feels like we've been friends for ages. it's crazy how close we grew so quickly but i am so grateful to have you in my life. you never fail to make me laugh whenever we're together and you're so chaotic but in such a good way hahaha. you were the one who got me into writing with your own wonderful fics so thank yoi for that. i'm so happy that we became friends because you're so kind and caring and ahhhhhh i love u sm ♡

to @oikawasmilkbread:

we talked for like 0.2 seconds but you are so kind and hella cool!! it was nice having random conversations with you and i'm so glad you randomly dmed me bc i am shy and i have 0 idea how to start conversations with anyone lmao. i always smile when i see you in my notifs! i hope you have a happy new year!!! ♡

to @luthenia:

i know you're on hiatus but seeing you in my notifs always excites me hahaha. we never talk but you are so supportive of everyone in this community and i just wanted to shout you out for that! your memes are top tier LMAO and i can't wait for when you come back, happy new year ♡

to @starsforten:

we also talked for approximately 1 second but it was so fun talking to you about astrology stuff (virgo sun libra rising gang hahahaha) and those teuta matoshi dresses! you are so nice and easy to talk to and i hope your new year is happy and fruitful! ♡

i recommend every single one of these blogs for their amazing content!! i added some of my favorite fics as i'm a whore for great writing hahaaaa

@kinktae

waterloo — a masterpiece! taehyung is so bitter at the beginning and it's adorable seeing how y/n breaks his tough shell. loved this from beginning to the end ♡

hot rod — the 50s slang, the dynamic between hoseok and y/n...*chef's kiss*

@untaemedqueen

welcome to seoul land — werewolf!namjoon really got me going, 100/10 would recommend

graceful gods — this is one of my all-time favorites, greek god!jungkook has my brain going brrrr

@shadowsremedy + @therealmintedmango

support system — adorable!! this is a hybrid!yoongi fic i really enjoy, and the series isn't over yet! check it out~

@bratkook

tear you apart — demon!taehyung...holy shit. i was speechless

@tatertotthethot

the doms next door — THIS SERIES OMG, i've read each part at least five times already. taekook got me acting UP

scream (posted to @yandere-society) — a really cool take on the movie scream with jungkook, yandere fics don't always appeal to me but this one absolutely did

@ateezmakemeweep

broken — the immense ache i felt in my chest while reading this, but i loved both parts with a burning passion. san is so sweet in this :')

@atinybrew

dirty free for all — the ULTIMATE demon!san fic. the writing is absolutely immaculate and this is the first fic that had me blushing down my mf ARMS

rice milk lattes and bryophytes roads — another san fic admittedly because i'm whipped for san lol. anyways, this was cute and hot at the same time and best friend!yunho made my double biasing ass that much happier

@seacottons

pan — an adorable peter pan!hongjoong fic, it had my heart going achhfhsjfjsjf

sir kiss me — circus au with san holy hell i loved every twist and turn of this

@actuallythatwaspromise

bad romance — one of my favorite yunho fics ever, punk rock!yunho x nerd!reader has my entire heart

aurora garden center and desire ink — florist!mingi had me uwuing for the entire fic, this was adorable and i loved it sm

@yeonjuncore

every single fic on this blog is an absolute masterpiece, i swear

the devil's little angel — THIS IS ONE OF MY ULTIMATE FAVORITES, demon!yeonjun had me screaming and it was just so fun to read and i loved every single second of it so much that i've read it nearly ten times now. so go read it, you won't regret it!

the boy with the horns — another of my ultimate favorites (i told you, their writing is just that amazing), woodland fey!soobin just had me going so soft :(( i literally sobbed at one point, that's how invested i was

bleeding heart — the tension between vampire!yeonjun and vampire slayer!reader had me screeching

curtain call — i have a sad crush vampire!soobin

i love you, always — this felt so..bittersweet? taehyun loves y/n so much, i lowkey cried while reading this

@angelfic

the art of (mis)communication — i am a whore for both reconciliation and yeonjun, 100000/10 pls read this i beg of you

@angelictaehyun

growing pains — ahhh once again a yeonjun fic, my chest hurt a lil bit at some points but it was so sweet!!

@neovisioned

bed of spiderwebs — spiderman!mark has my heart screeching, i loved every second of it ♡

eddie ate dynamite — johnny suh coming for my throat yet again

cupid victorious — cupid!jaehyun :'))) definitely one of my favorites!!

@domjaehyun

quarantine chronicles — ok if you haven't read this or the part two yet then you're missing out big time!! the tension, the buildup, every single part of this fic was just *chef's kiss* but multiply thay by a million

all these years — every single moment of this felt so nostalgic and the ending was so sweet :')

@caiuscassiuss

muse — i keep going back to this one constantly, the angst in this phenomenal and i love artist!taeyong sm here

@neoct-zen

loverboy — HOT, AMAZING, I SCREAMED. the blurbs that accompany this are also top-tier i recommend reading each and every one!!

@moondustis

pink + white — i'm so soft for mark i stg, this was the cutest thing ever

@loviejaehyun

can't avoid this feeling — hockey player!mark is the best thing ever

all tied up — i just- screamed as i read this bc professor!jaehyun is too hot goodbye

@hopejanaee

incapable — this is one of the best yoongi fics i've ever read ngl, it's not completed quite yet but the parts that have been posted are top tier!!

breathless — THIS. I LOVED THIS. yuta is just so hfjshhfhshfnsn and i love this sm

@hwaddict

melting point — big boy mingiiii, 100/10 would recommend

@okayau

house next to mine — frat boy!yeonjun rly got me going, cute and hot at the same time ahhhhbfnsnnf

youth — ADORABLE, yeonjun's confession is peak i love it here

run away — how many yeonjun fics can i fit in this post? (answer: a lot) definitely one of my favorite harry potter aus!! it was awesome seeing how their relationship changed throughout the years and perhaps i teared up a little at the end :'))

@starrychannies

baby steps — ONE OF ALL-TIME MY FAVORITE FICS ON THIS SITE, every single part is so well-written and ahhhhhfhdhhf chan makes me feel some type of way

my stupid — another yeonjun fic! angsty but v cute at the end :')

@baekhvuns

this youth of craziness — 40k words of pure gold, this fic is absolutely one of my favorite san fics ever!!

replacement — prince!ten makes my brain go brrrr, i love how the y/n just speaks her mind here

@masterninjacow

untitled project — i saw soulmate au with mark and i knew would already love it, and i did! pizza boy!mark at that, amazing and i adored it

more amazing blogs!!: @galaxteez, @poutybinz, @lustjoong, @bloominghigh

these are just a few of the fics and blogs i found this year, find more on my fic rec blog @agustdiv1ne-recs!! (my thumbs are starting to hurt i'm so sorry bfjshfhsh)

wrapping up each month since august since that's when i actually started posting LMAO

☆ august

03: good enough — chan

03: bloodsucker — seonghwa

04: cutie — san

09: veloxrotaphobia — mingi

19: want — changbin

21: numb — yunho

100 follower special — i reached 100 followers towards the end of august, my first ever milestone :') also my first ever time taking requests, 'twas very fun ♡

☆ september

03: on camera — jungkook

☆ october

27: oh, worm? — namjoon

31: demon days — san

☆ november

10: a letter to my love — xiaojun

23: bad for u — jaehyun

27: home sweet home — yeonjun

☆ december

christmas bash 2020 — my brain went hey what if you did this- and i listened so here's 17 holiday fics hahahaa (not all of them are out yet but i'm working on it!!)

things i plan to release in 2021!!

☆ sunflower — jimin

☆ cross — yeonjun

☆ landslide — seonghwa

☆ nice save — san

☆ red — hyunjin

☆ a secret series (that will be revealed once i plan everything) — ateez

☆ 4 unrelated secret fics oOoOoo — will i reveal them? you'll just have to wait and see ;)

there will definitely be more posted! these are the ones that are going to be my priority at first, but my imagination is always churning so expect a lot more :)) check out all of non-secret wips here!

i hit 500 followers a couple days ago! i nearly screamed when i saw that LMAO. thank you so much for liking my content because i work hella hard on it :') sometimes i feel like i don't deserve y'all really, but @hwaddict will yell at me if i say that so ig i take it back hfhshhdhg

a post for celebrating this milestone will come as soon as i finish up the rest of my christmas fics!! sorry that i'm so slow :( (hint: my requests will be open, so look out for it!)

so yeah!! that's it, sorry for the painfully long post (i'm sorry to my thumbs for typing this whole thing out </3). thank you to everyone who read this far!! i hope everyone has a happy and healthy new year, and in the words of txt's cover, fuck 2020. may 2021 be a much better year for all of us!!!

much love,

ashlee ♡