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[the-other-soup]

Hi hi!! Your art is like a warm hug, tysm for posting, it truly makes my days better <3<3

If you still have time for requests, in keeping with the warm hug feeling, a cozy Lucifer curled up reading or drawing would possibly expire me from cute overload

Thanks again, you're amazing and I'm so grateful you love this goober as much as the rest of us so we can bask in your art!

hes getting a bit sleepy

[tethered-heartstrings]

hey, i just wanted to let you know that i absolutely adore your fics. i just finished a little gold goes a long way and i absolutely loved it. i cant wait to read more of your stuff. youre such a great writer <3

hiii!! thank you so much <333 omg you're amazing ty for the compliment <3

[asharaks]

MWAH 🌹🌹🌹

gortash sneers, lip curling like he's practised in the mirror, the tilt of his head turning pronounced, and she thinks of the lapdogs so popular among the patriars. shrieking, snapping little things, demanding attention, respect, with their little needleteeth and their ancestral memories of being wolves. so desperate. tragic, really.

bonus sentence for You :3

[in-a-faith-forgottenn-land]

heartstopper

hi hazel <33

favorite female character: uhh i can’t choose one but if i have to it’s probly tory

favorite male character: I CANT CHOOSE BETWEEN NICK AND CHARLIE SO IM SAYING BOTH OF THEM

worst female character: uuhhh

worst male character: b*n h*pe

otp: my beloveds nick and charlie, and tara and darcy, and also elle and tao

brotp: charlie and tao

notp: b*n and charlie 🤮🤮🤮

[royrockstone]

🌹 please <3

i couldnt decide, so here’s two!

He sorta likes that there’s a time he can force his family to be around him, without having to do a whole tap dance for attention, but the opportunity for warm fuzzy family feeling is usually overshadowed by every fucking thing else about gathering the Roys in a single geographic location. (from a chapter in progress of Honesty)

But the wanting is still there, still a tight string inside him that refuses to snap. So he just walks around with this constant, leaping, unslakable thirst inside him. Who the fuck said you deserve to get what you want, anyway? (from a rejected chapter of Gstaad im trying to turn into a one-shot)

[motifenjoyer]

3 4 29 37 !

3. i guess more of the popular ones? though it sucks how thats kinda what u have to do to gain any traction..

4. none currently, still trying 2 think of smth for uchikoshi bigbang if i decide to do a fic for that..

29. wrong turn at albaquerque is the only fic that comes to mind,, i wouldve looooved to see aoi interacting w echo (the akane gaulem.. sobs) and her not understanding the sudden hostility

37. surprisingly i have no wips :sob:

[prettycoolgirl]

young rich & in love

pairing: dbf!logan howlett x f!reader. summary: sunday night football with your dad and logan, who knows what’s gonna happen... a/n: hey, my comeback has arrived!! i haven't posted fanfic on here in sooooooo long but hopefully, this makes up for it, i've had this idea in my head for weeks and finally decided to write it (saveeee me old man logan). please lemme know if i made any errors i hateee proofreading 😭 tyyy <33 also feel free to send me concepts!  warnings: 18+, smut ofc, age gap (reader is in her 20s). implied panty stealing. oral (m receiving). small daddy kink? definitely more warnings… word count: 2.7k 

It was your Father's and Logan's daily Sunday routine of watching football games together yet today was different. You walked past the living room and saw Logan sitting on the couch, with a beer in his hand, eyes focused on the screen as he watched the game. Your dad was in the kitchen getting snacks and a couple of more Coors, leaving the two of you alone in the room. Logan caught you just in time and smiled, his eyes lingering on you. "Hey, why don’t you come and watch the game with us," he said.

 “As much as I would love to hear you and my dad constantly screaming at the TV, I can’t I gotta get ready for my date tonight with Jacob, sorry” you smiled slightly. Quickly Logan's smile faded at the mention of your date. He tried to hide it, but you could still see a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

 "Oh no need to be sorry bubs, and How’s he treating you?" he questioned. 

"He’s been treating me well I guess." you said stating the last part quietly, deep down you knew you weren’t telling the truth, the truth is that he’s been flaking on dates between you too because he “doesn’t feel well”, yet your friends send you photos that same night of his Instagram stories where he’s out partying with friends.

 Logan’s eyebrow raised upon hearing your response. “What do you mean ‘Well I Guess’” He asked. “You don’t sound so sure about that baby” He drank a bit of his beer looking into your eyes. 

 That nickname he used so often with you, always seemed to have an effect on you. For context, You always had a crush on Logan, you thought it would have gone away with it just being a ‘stupid teenage crush’ but no it wasn't. The crush on that man had gotten stronger the older you’ve gotten. You hoped he had some sort of crush on you at all. Some days you would notice all the side glances he would make when you exited the house all dressed up or even when you would kiss Jacob goodbye when he dropped you off at home. 

 “It’s nothing, don’t worry about it Logan.” you tried to reassure him. 

You knew Logan was hard to try to convince him of something. He knew you were keeping something from him, and he was going to get it out of you. 

“I know you too well, Something’s bothering you, You know you can talk to me. I won’t tell your old man.” He put his beer down on the coffee table and turned closer towards you.

“Tell me the truth bubs. Is he not treating you right? You shouldn't be dealing with that baby” he said using that nickname you loved, putting his hand on your thigh rubbing it&keeping eye contact while smirking.

Your heart races at seeing him rubbing his thumb over your thighs. His goddamn smirk too.

“He’s ju-” 

You were interrupted mid-sentence by your dad walking into the room.

Logan moved his hand back to himself, grabbing his beer and clearing his throat. Your dad entered the room, with his snacks laid out on a big plate and another six-pack of beer. "Oh, you gonna watch the game with us? I thought Jacob was taking you out." your dad asked settling down the plate and beers in front of the two men’s seats.  

"Uh no sadly not, I'm still going out with Jacob tonight," you said, a hint of irritation in your voice. "So if you guys don't mind me, I need to go get ready. This hair and makeup is not gonna get done by itself." You shot a glance at Logan, his expression unreadable, before quickly exiting the room. 

As you left the room, you swear you felt Logan's eyes on your back piercing right through you as you walked upstairs toward your bedroom. In your bedroom You fixed up your hair a bit and walked back and forth through your closet trying to pick what you were gonna wear but thoughts of Logan’s hand rubbing your thigh just kept invading your mind. The thought of him just alone made you wet. God the affect that man had on you. No matter how much you try to ignore it, more thoughts of him rushed back in and so did questions. Was he jealous? Why did he look disappointed when you mentioned your boyfriend, Jacob? 

You could not let the thought of your dad’s best friend cross your mind anymore, you had to finish getting ready, either way, Jacob told you yesterday to be ready by 4 and time was approaching. You previously made the plan to get fucked tonight, Jacob had to appreciate what he had. You slipped into your mini skirt that matched perfectly with your shirt—sitting at your vanity, applying your everyday makeup. As you moved on to applying a final coat of lipgloss, you heard your phone buzz. You picked it up and felt your stomach drop as you read the message from “jacob <3” 

 "Gotta raincheck tonight I’m not feeling well again, sorry bb" 

He did it once again for the 4th time, yet this time he promised he wouldn’t cancel still yet he did. Anger filled you, you had spent so much time getting ready, just for him to cancel like always. You’re ready for nothing, no plans, no nothing. You were pissed. You began to type up some utter bullshit “oh okay feel better soon love you<33.” 

He quickly replied by liking the message with a thumbs up. 

 Not even a “Love you too” What the fuck, Fuck him, Fuck this Logan was right you shouldn’t be dealing with this. Enough was enough. You were done with his bullshit. Your plan of at least fucking Jacob one more time was not going to happen at all and you needed to get laid lord knows how long it's been. You decided were gonna get some drinks from downstairs and try to forget about Jacob.

As you walked out of your room and down the stairs, scouraging through your dad’s liquor drawer. You heard the voices of your dad and Logan floating through the air, watching the football game. You suddenly had an idea. If Jacob couldn't appreciate you, maybe it was time to play a game with someone else who might appreciate your presence more.

Discarding the drawer you began to walk into the living room walking past your dad and Logan. You could tell Logan was trying hard not to stare at you with that skirt. “oh, is Jacob here?” your dad said.

“No, we’re not going out anymore. He’s not feeling well so I figured I’d just watch the game with you guys” You smiled knowing damn right it was a lie, sitting directly on the couch near Logan. 

Your dad looked over at you with a mix of surprise and a bit of concern on his face. “Really? Everything alright with Jacob?” He asked. Logan seemed to tense up even more as you sat down right next to him, your legs almost touching his. 

“Yeah, he said he’s just gonna stay in and rest up,” you replied as your dad simply nodded in acknowledgment.

 Meanwhile, Your dad's eyes were glued to the screen, not noticing the tension in the room. As the game continued, you tried to act natural, pretending to be interested in the players' moves while secretly glancing at Logan. He stole a few glances your way, his eyes roaming over your short skirt, before quickly looking away. You could feel his gaze burning into you, and you couldn’t help but secretly enjoy the attention. 

As the first half of the game finished and halftime began, your dad got up and announced, "Well, it's halftime. I'm gonna go use the restroom real quick. I'll be right back." He gave you two a quick smile before heading out of the room.

As soon as your dad left the room, the tension in the air thickened. You were suddenly alone with Logan on the couch, the only sound was the faint commentary from the TV.

From what you could tell you saw Logan fiddling with the remote of the television before he said, "This damn remote won't work. I can't hear anything!" 

"Give me it, lemme try," you offered, pointing to the volume control on the TV box.

Slowly, you bent down to turn up the volume trying to put your skirt down a bit, taking your sweet time. "How's that?" you asked, looking directly at Logan for a response.

He swallowed hard as he caught sight of your ass falling out of your mini skirt. His eyes try to balance between the TV and your exposed skin. "Yeah, uh... yeah, that's better," he mumbled, trying to maintain his composure. Once you sat back on the couch, you casually glanced at him and saw him adjusting his jeans and squirming where he was sitting. You couldn't help but smirk as you looked quickly towards the TV, knowing full well the effect you were having on Logan. Your plan working all accordingly.

Your dad came back from the bathroom and, seeing how uneasy and squirmy Logan was looking, asked him, "Logan, you okay buddy?

"Yeah, I'm good," Logan muttered. 

The game resumed, with the atmosphere was heavy. Both of you were distracted; the game was on, but neither of you watched. Your dad was completely oblivious to the tension you both were building.

Logan kept replaying the image of you bent over, eyes staring right at him. His mind soon began to wander to thoughts about only you. He knew the game wouldn’t be over for a while.

Once 20 minutes had passed, Logan had enough and decided to excuse himself to use the restroom.

”I’ll be back gotta use the restroom,” he said while getting up.

“Are you sure? Man, you're gonna miss the game.” your dad asked Logan.

“yeah, it’s fine.” he quickly replied walking by.

You stayed downstairs with your dad to watch the game. Already getting tired of just watching the game, you decided to go to your room and work on some assignments, using it as an excuse. You bid your dad goodnight and told him you might not come down again that night.

"Alright, kiddo," your dad replied. "Goodnight, and don't stay up too late. Oh, and can you do me a favor?"

"Sure, Dad. What is it?" you asked.

"Can you knock on the bathroom door and call out to Logan? He's going to miss out on the rest of the game if he doesn't come out soon," your dad replied concerned.

"Yeah, no problem," you smiled assuring your dad.

You made your way up to the bathroom, your footsteps a bit quicker than usual. You knocked gently on the door, but there was no response. 

"Weird," you muttered under your breath. Feeling a mix of curiosity and growing worry, you turned away from the bathroom and headed toward your room instead.

As you entered, your eyes widened in shock and surprise. There, standing before you, was Logan, going through your underwear drawer.

"You perv," you exclaimed, jokingly lightly smacking his shoulder.

He visibly jumped, caught in the act. His face reddened as he frantically tried to come up with an explanition.

"Shit, look, it's not-" he began, his words stumbling over each other in his act to explain.

You cut him off, "Oh, it's exactly what it looks like, Lo.”

He was too stunned to speak.

You crossed your arms, in annoyance, and said, "So you're the reason my panties have been going missing?"

Logan's eyes widened, his guilt evident. He tried to protest, "No, no, look, you don't understand-"

But you interrupted him again, "But I do. I've seen the way you've looked at me, and those sneaky touches on my thighs... I've seen it all, Logan."

Logan's face flushed with embarrassment, and he quickly closed the drawer. He looked at you, the evidence of his actions clear.

"I... I can explain," he muttered, shifting uncomfortably.

You raised an eyebrow, giving Logan a skeptical look. "Explain then," you said, leaning against the wall, and crossing your arms.

Frustration and lust appeared on Logan's face as he replied, "You know what, no. You teased me all damn night. I deserve this at least. You were trying to get me killed out there.”

“What teasing are you even talking about?” you acted oblivious.

“You realize what you were doing out there is so wrong. Don't try to act all innocent now.”

“I'm sorry, I don't know what you’re talking about Logan," You started smirking.

“You know exactly what I'm talking about,” Logan growled, his voice low. "You were bending over out there, practically flashing your ass at me. You knew what you were doing, didn’t you? Getting me all hard in front of your old man huh?”

“I was just trying to fix the volume for you.” Still trying to keep the innocent act up.

“Bullshit baby,” he said eying your mini skirt. 

Logan's eyes darkened with desire as he walked closer to you, backing you against the wall. "Don't play dumb. You know exactly the effect you have on me." His voice was low and husky.

"Walking around in these tiny outfits, bending over every chance you get."

As you locked eyes with Logan, your steady gaze holding his, you repeated your question, "And what are you gonna do about it?" You slowly knelt before him, your face now inches away from the button of his jeans. 

Logan's gazed down at you, hand going to caress your chin. He took a step closer to you. "You know what I wanna do, outta teach you a lesson," he said, his voice hoarse with lust.

Within seconds you pulled his pants down, dragging his boxers along with them letting his dick spring freely out. 

"Suck on it." 

Obeying what he said you started coating his cock with your spit. Logan groaned softly as your lips wrapped around his thick shaft, your tongue swirling expertly. His hands tangled in your hair, guiding your head as you bobbed up and down. "Fuck, just like that baby," he breathed, trying to keep his voice low.

“Ah, fuck.” Hearing him moan made you love pleasing Logan with his cock in your mouth. That alone made you soaking wet. 

He grunted as he felt the head of his cock hit the back of your throat, your lips stretched wide around his girth gagging a bit, eyes watering. "Shh, careful now," he whispered urgently, glancing at the door. "We can't make too much noise with your dad right downstairs."

Logan's eyes widened in shock and arousal as you carefully moved your mouth off his throbbing erection, your voice breathy as you said "It's too much, Daddy." He shuddered at the forbidden words, his cock twitching with need even as his mind reeled.

His hands shook as he watched you wipe a strand of your spit off your hand, the sight sending a jolt of desire through him. He quickly glanced at the door again before grabbing your chin and forcing you to look at him.

"Fuck, baby, you can't say that out loud. Not ever."

Gripping on your chin tightened as you wrapped your lips around his hot, hard flesh once more. His voice grew strained as he hissed, "Faster, baby… just like that... Oh God, harder...harder... I'm not gonna last... not with you sucking me off like that..."

Logan's words tumbled out in a desperate, breathless rush as you worked his throbbing cock with your mouth. "This is so wrong... but fuck baby, your mouth feels so good... I can't think straight... shit, I'm not gonna last... oh fuck, I'm gonna..."

His voice rose to a hoarse scream as his orgasm crashed over him, his hips bucking wildly as he fucked your mouth without warning. "Fuckk!" he groaned, his cock pulsing violently as he erupted into your mouth, painting your throat with thick ropes of cum.

He panted, trying to catch his breath as he came down from his high.

"Your dad's gonna kill me," he said shakily, his body still trembling from release. He quickly tucked himself back into his pants before pulling you up into his arms.

[lewkwoodnco]

no cuz why is this is soooo applicable to me too 😭😭😭 the first thing that grabbed my attention in the series was lockwood and even in interviews/bts it was like ohhh he’s so silly 😍😍 but what I didn’t expect was to be so interested in Ali hadji-heshmati?? I feel like I keep saying this but mannnn that is one brain I am dying to pick (tho I’d probably just end up getting tongue tied 🫠) there are just so many unnerving similarities btw us hhhh

but yea ironicallyyyy this kind of drove me towards lockwood instead of George cuz every time I see a clip of George/warren from bad education I kind of avoid progressing , if that makes sense? I feel very much ‘if I loved you less I might be able to talk abt it more’ abt him

why are you not in a lockwood mood? i don't even know how that is possible he is so fineeeee

also what fics were you talking about?? i'm always on the hunt for new ones

it's a little funny bc Lockwood is totally my usual type looks-wise, much more than George actually

but on the other hand I'm also almost always into the side-kick rather than the main character, so I guess that preference just wins here lol

also I'm much more into the quiet/smart/nerdy kinda guys rather than the ones that launch a charm offensive at you at every opportunity (this description is ofc a little reductive in this case but the point stands)

and I just see him so much with Lucy that my brain kinda just automatically categorized him as off-limits oops

the fics I was talking about were specifically Deck The Halls (and not your partner) by @bella-rose29 (and her other stuff), everything by @lewkwoodnco @tangledinlove @novelizt and much more

[mell0wjello]

oooh hello!!! i saw that your requests were open? i love your writing it's so nice and always makes me kick my legs and giggle wghsjsjsksk so i was wondering if you could write a cute fluff and maybe slightly steamy thing with poly adeuce and reader, where ace gets a lil bit jealous seeing reader and deuce making out and wants to have a turn too, or anything that involves sharing? it's okay if you're not comfy with poly, just separate hcs is also fine :3 kay thank youuu 🤍🤍🤍

ANON TYSMM <33 I've actually thought about writing some poly but i wasn't sure how to go about it. This is so helpfulll tyyy

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Ace arrived sulking to Heartslabyul. He had just spent his entire afternoon stuck in Trein's detention after he got caught dozing off in his class for the 3rd time this week. Detention was too long and too boring so the first thing he wanted to do was find you and Deuce, who barely got away. Ace peeked his head inside the lounge but surprisingly, no one was there save for a couple of other students. How about the kitchen? Trey was there, but Deuce and the prefect were not.

"Trey, have you seen Deuce or the prefect?" Ace asked his upperclassman

Trey looked up from the bowl of cream he was mixing in his hands and replied,

"Hmm," he murmured, trying to recall if he'd seen the pair of troublemakers around.

"I believe I saw them heading up to the rooms." Answered Trey with a smile. Ace's face lit up.

"Alright! Thanks, Trey!" Ace chirped happily

"Oh! By the way Ace, I've been meaning to ask, are you, the prefect, and Deuce-" Trey began, but Ace had already taken for the spiraling staircases. He could only sigh as he continued whipping the cream for the upcoming Unbirthday party.

Ace went up the stairs that led to the corridor. He looked inside his room but found that the pair he was looking for wasn't there. He walked over to Deuce's room and noticed that the door was open ever so slightly. Faint laughter and voices could be heard inside. Ace walked up to it suspiciously and peeked through the crack.

Ace could hear voices inside, it was Deuce and the Prefect! Ace decided to creak the door a little further so he could see what they were up to. Through his limited view, Ace could see two familiar figures were on the bed. Deuce was at the edge of the bed, lying down as the prefect peppered his neck and face in kisses, eliciting flustered but encouraging noises from the blue-haired boy. Were they having so much fun while he was holed up in detention all day? He deserved a fun time after such a boring day too.

A couple of knocks sounded on the door. Ace heard as the room quieted down, and a couple of footsteps approached the door. Soon, the Prefect's face popped out of the room. They looked around, but no one seemed to be there. As they were closing the door, they gasped as a pair of arms lifted them into the air. Ace was hiding in the corner and saw the perfect opportunity to surprise them. Ace leaned in to their bite their neck, making sure to make smug eye contact with Deuce who was startled on the bed. The Prefect jolted and demanded with weak authority,

"Ace! Put me down!" Ace laughed as he not-so gently threw them on the bed next to Deuce, who also protested with the Prefect.

“What? You guys were having fun without me, why shouldn’t I join in too?” Ace said, crawling onto the bed.

“Couldn’t you have barged in with a little more decency?” Asked Deuce, who was only slightly annoyed by Ace’s sudden entrance. Ace shook his head and spoke,

“That’s only half the fun! Seeing your reactions was totally worth it. Besides,” He leaned into the prefect sitting next to him,

“You were keeping them all to yourself”

“Oh, I see.” The perfect understood, leaning closer to the orange-haired boy.

“You’re jealous, aren’t you?” They said knowingly, causing Ace to completely lose his cocky facade.

Deuce joined in with the perfect,

“Is that why you’re acting up?” He flashed a lofty smile he had stolen from Ace

“No! I’m not-“ Ace was cut off by Deuce’s lips pressing up against his. He could feel a pair sneaking hands go around his waist to feel him up and down. On his ear, he could hear the Prefects voice whispering,

“If you were lonely, you could’ve told us”

Aces response was muffled and lost inside of Deuce’s throat.

“What was that?” The spade pulled away to let him answer

“I was not-“ Ace gasped as teeth sunk into his neck and sucked harshly. Deuce joined in too, kissing along his jaw.

Ace tried to formulate words, but all that escaped his mouth simply dug him a deeper hole.

“Don’t worry Ace,” the Prefect said, becoming more generous with their touch.

“We’ll make sure you feel plenty loved.”

[fictoculus]

Hi, how are you? If it's not too much trouble, could I ask for some jealous Tighnari headcanons? please and thank you <33

౨ৎ "is everything alright, dear?"

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FEAT... tighnari

SYNOPSIS... someone hits on you, how will he react?

A/N... hi anon, thanks so much for the request! i'm doing good tyyy, i hope you are too ^^ i sorta got carried away writing this, nd it ended up to be more of "someone hits on you" than jealousy hcs... i hope it's still enjoyable though and i apologise that it isn't reallyyy what you asked for ♡

♪ your boyfriend, tighnari, watches from afar as you engage in idle chit-chat with your fellow scholars, resisting the burning desire to pull you away from them all and keep you in his little world, in which you are the earth and he is the moon.

♪ he often tells you how his life revolves around you, how he sees you wherever he goes whether you're actually there or not, and it never fails to fluster you. of course, you tell him how yours revolves around him also, calming his anxieties as he relishes in your words.

♪ that being said, the second someone tries hitting on you, he loses it. yes, tighnari is a big softie at heart, but being a forest ranger means he has some level of authority, and he will use this to his advantage when confronting your pursuer. you were his after all, and he was equally yours.

♪ this isn't the first time someone has approached you, looking you up and down with wide eyes and shooting a smile in your direction. of course, you send one back their way, but only to be polite, not to evoke further flirting. this is where tighnari steps in.

♪ the soft tickle of his tail brings a wave of relief as your step back into his touch, your pounding heart settling at the sound of his voice

"is everything alright, dear?"

♪ it's rare that he uses pet names with you, and so you blush slightly as the endearment slips from his lips.

"y'know this guy?"

"well, this language is rather improper. what, are you trying to scare them off?"

♪ he scoffs, taking the liberty to step in front of you and hover a hand above your torso, all while holding firm eye contact with his 'opponent'.

"excuse us, my partner and i have places to be"

♪ your not-at-all-secret admirer is left dumbfounded as tighnari takes your hand in his, hastily leading you away from the hustle and bustle. the two of you swerve to the right into a quiet corridor where he takes a moment to check you over.

"are you alright?"

♪ you assure him you're unhurt, both mentally and physically, before thanking him for intervening; planting a loving kiss on the corner of his mouth and another on the tip of his nose.

♪ only when he's fully convinced that you're unscathed do the two of you head for the exit, leaving the leftover errands for tomorrow after the unexpected turn of events.

♪ even after you arrive home, tighnari refuses to let you out of his sight, whining whenever you pull away from him or leave to grab a glass of water (stay hydrated!)

"i'll only be a minute"

"that's what you said earlier, then that idiot came and harassed you!"

"he wasn't harassing me, love. archons, 'this language is rather improper'-"

smack!

♪ the plush of a cushion collides with your cheek, interrupting your teasing as tighnari scurries away; whether it was out of fear or playfulness you will never know.

♪ either way, the two of you spend the rest of the evening chasing after each other, starting with 2 plump pillows and ending with empty cases, your hair tangled and covered in fluff and feathers.

♪ it's almost comical how something that was so serious in the moment becomes somewhat of a joke, but that's just the way your relationship works, and as long as he knows you're alright, tighnari thinks it's just fine...

thanks for reading ♡ want to read more? my requests are OPEN, so please feel free to let me know what you’d like me to write next!

TAGLIST…@maopll . @nyxmainex . @avensuersa apply here

© FICTOCULUS 2024; please do not steal, translate, or repost my works as your own

[kamiversee]

Whoever asked what chapters had choso smut its 17, 39, and 55, but I also just went through and found all the chapters with smut for whoever wants to know 😍

Gojo -2,3, kinda 6, 22, slightly 46, 52

Toji - end of 13, 14, 26 

Geto - kinda 4 and 5, 6, 13,

Choso 17,39,55

Nanami - 43, 44

Sukuna - kinda 24,25,33,34

Naoya 😨- 20

GIGI OMG I LOVE U PLS TYYY, I could’ve went thru it all myself but ngl I forget where smut is at too sometimes so thank you for doin this for me <33

[why-are-you-still-awake]

hiii u think u could write a lil thing where the reader does their eye makeup to match gaaras eyes please and tyyy :33 (btw feel free to add anyone else if you’d like 💕)

A/n: okay, anon, here ya go 🤭

Warnings/content: nothing :)

Characters: Gaara and Sasuke

A/n: Since sasuke doesn’t have any face “markings” his will be skin care :) also these won’t be too long….

Gaara

❀ You were always absolutely in love with Gaara’s eyes, even the black rings around them. You know he couldn’t control it but it was cute anyway. ❀

❀ One day you decided to try and replicate his eyes so you sat down in front of your mirror and attempted, keyword attempted to make your eye liner look like his. ❀

❀ It came out interesting looking and while you were sitting in front of your mirror Gaara came in. “Darling….what are you doing?” You were horrified and immediately tried to wipe it away. ❀

❀ You’re wiping only smudged it and made you look like a disheveled raccoon, you were embarrassed and refused to look at him for a bit. ❀

❀ “Hey, let me see….” He said quietly, grabbing your chin gently forcing you to look at him. He gently wiped away the smudged eye liner and redid in, making it look exactly like his own eyes. ❀

❀ “See? Much better…” he loved that you tried to copy his eyes, he felt flattered that his lover wanted to kinda look like him. ❀

Sasuke Uchiha

❀ You never took your boyfriend as the type to participate in skin care, but when you walked in on him wearing one of those head band things and gently scrubbing his face with “sensitive skin cleanser” you just had to know more. ❀

❀ Your hands were immediately all over his face, now that’s how he got his skin so soft….he was embarrassed, he never thought his partner would find out about his secret hobby. ❀

❀ But when you told him you wanted to join him, he was kinda surprised you didn’t tease him for doing something considered traditionally feminine. But you were meet with a “Tell anyone and you’re toast” did he mean it? Maybe, but you might just tease him about this from now on. ❀

Thank you for reading! I love you! I’m becoming more consistent with posting :) sorry for this being so short, but thanks for the request.

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[pedrithink]

celebrity ✩ pedri gonzález

request: hey, love your works a lot❣️ could you maybe do a social media fic where news report that pedri is dating this very famous celebrity and everyone is like :00 how?? but also WOW!! ;;; tyyy <33

faceclaim: olivia rodrigo

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ynusername always missing u

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pedri Estás increíble 😝

ynusername @pedri muchaaas gracias, pepi!! <3

user1 WHAT

user3 wdym yn and pedri know each other

user4 you guys amazed that yn and pedri know each other and i’m in shock because she speaks spanish

user5 @user4 she lived in spain when she was young

user6 y/n and pedri?????? that’s so HOT

user7 a football player and a worldwide singer (always the best crossover)!!!!!

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ynusername thank you so much 💓💓!!

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pedri La próxima será este 👓 (the next will be this one)

ynusername got you, sir. 🫡

user1 I >>> LOVE <<< YOU both

user2 so so proud of you :(

user3 SHE’S imitating one of pedri’s celebration OMG

user4 now i want pedri to make a celebration for y/n

user5 successful couple

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pedri 😃

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ynusername beautiful girl

pedri the prettiest one 😜

user1 cuties

pablogavi 😍😘

user2 the best dump ever

user3 LOVE YOU 😭

user4 my babies

user5 MINE

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pedri Te amo mi amor

ynusername te amo pepi

user1 and i love you both

user2 so cute :(

user3 omfg i love you guys so much

user4 y/n we love you for giving us amazing pics of pedri

user5 pretty girlfriend and pretty boyfriend 🫵🏻

[starryriize]

like hello 🤭 i love your writing

could i please request a needy!taesan where he’s had a really busy stressful day so when he comes home he just wants to suck on boobies bc he’s obsessed with them and have rlly soft sexy time ?? 🫣🫣🫣

okay i made this really short sorry 😭 when i am back from vacation, i think i’ll make this into something longer but for now, i present this<33 also tyyy :(( i’m so glad you like my writing!! ☹️🫶🏼

not proofread! minors dni!

smth abt needy taesan who comes home after spending all day in the practice room. he’s all over you as soon as you greet him at the door.

“oh, darling. today was such a long day.”

definitely buries his face in your neck while pressing soft kisses against your skin! he’s already tearing off his clothes, wanting to just please you. brace yourself for a long night filled with the most romantic, soft sex with him :(( you’re prepared for kisses but then you hear him mumble something along the lines of “can i suck your boobs?” and who are you to say no to him? exactly. so you take off your shirt and he undoes your bra clasp, eyes wide in anticipation. when he finally latches his lips onto your chest, he’s practically drooling, almost giving your boobs open mouthed kisses.

i would bet that he would be the type to buy you lingerie, only to tear it off as he buried his face in your titties. always has to have one hand on to hold them during sex, especially when he’s doing missionary. i feel like when he’s needy, sex can get rushed but this man never fails to appreciate you! he takes his time tasting each inch of you- from sucking your boobs to eating you out!!

[mikedfaist]

can you write about famous reader and mike separating for a little bit. how do you think they both would cope? how would fans react? what would appearances look and go like? tyyy love your work <33

Strap in, babe, because I have some shit coming.

What if they are separated right now? (Temporarily, of course!) I have unintentionally distanced myself on my Mike page because Jack Mulhern had me in a chokehold, so let’s just work with it. They are separated right now. She is playing Glastonbury, and he’s been spotted in New York, not in his usual spot by her side. It’s leading to rumors circulating incredibly fast, and she’s having none of it. Quite frankly, she doesn’t need any of it. She has enough on her plate, as is.

He is staying close with his friends right now, and she’s staying busy with work. He is also going against his friends wishes and Googling her to see how she’s doing whilst headlining (and it’s great, by the way). Maybe there’s a song that she wrote specifically for him, and she gets very emotional during it, and has the crowd do most of the singing, and the footage from that goes viral, thus confirming a split. She’s hurting a lot, and even during her shows she can’t get him off her mind, because everything she sings has hidden connotations about him. I think watching the video of her little breakdown hurts him a lot. He is supposed to be there with her. It’s not supposed to be like this.

She runs around the festival during the day, drinking and hopping between stages. Her friends by her side. There’s pictures and videos of her for days dancing and singing and trying to put a smile on her face, but it’s evident something is wrong. As much as she loves being there, her heart doesn’t have it in her.

[aventurineswife]

TYYY, im the anon who requested avgin reader <33

i was thinking maybe part 2, where aventurine remembers that he promised to marry reader (an aventurine fan being delusional in its finest after some lovely angst), he would remember the promise because his past self told him that he would marry reader when he's older, and maybe he tries to find us but we already leave penacony

he looks for us for a while, but doesn't find us, until he comes across us again, but we have different colored eyes (contacts(im imagining every avgin has their own very unique eyes)). he tells us that he is sorry, but he had to leave kakavasha behind in order to become aventurine, AND WE MAKE OUT

jkjk

but he wants us to starts over and be friends again, and then eventually we start dating

i love being delusional over fictional men (especially aventurine)

End of Beginning | Part 2

Summary: Driven by a forgotten promise he made to you in your youth, Aventurine searches for you, only to discover you have also changed.

Tags: Aventurine x Reader, Slow Burn, Second Chance Romance, Angst with a Happy Ending, Reunited Lovers, Childhood Friends to Strangers to Lovers, Emotional Repression, Confession in the Rain, Friends to Lovers.

Warnings: Emotional Pain and Past Trauma, Identity Struggles, Themes of Loss and Separation, Mild Language.

A/N: OMG HIII!! 🤭I LOVED YOUR PREVIOUS REQ AND YOU'RE SO REAL FOR THAT LMAOO!! ANYWAYS, I HOPE YOU LOVE THIS ONE 🫶💖🥰

(Part 1)

The rain came down like a forgotten melody, blurring the neon lights of Penacony's streets into hazy streaks of color. Aventurine stood beneath an awning, absentmindedly watching the downpour, his hand resting in his pocket, fingers brushing against a small object: a chipped, red gemstone you’d given him back on Sigonia-IV, long before everything had changed.

It had started with a memory—half-formed, distant but persistent. "When I’m older," his voice from another time had echoed faintly, "I’ll marry you." He hadn’t thought of that promise in years, but it lingered now, blooming in the spaces between his fabricated smiles and rehearsed confidence. In the midst of high-stakes deals and risky wagers, a part of him had begun yearning for something more honest, something only you could have given him.

And so, he had started looking. But you had already left Penacony, slipping away just as he arrived at places where he was certain he’d find you. Weeks turned into months, yet his search continued, propelled by a restless ache he couldn’t deny. Each dead-end only amplified the memory of you—your laughter, the way you’d said his real name, Kakavasha, as if it held his entire world within it.

Finally, he found himself in a quiet place far from the bustling cities, the perfect setting for chance reunions. He spotted you standing beneath a flickering streetlight, your silhouette softened by the drizzle. But when you turned to face him, he froze, heart hammering as he took in your unfamiliar gaze—your eyes were different, colored lenses casting your unique Avgin irises into another shade.

Still, he could tell it was you. He took a step forward, and you blinked in recognition, guarded but unable to disguise the glint of emotion in your expression.

“Kakavasha...” you murmured, almost like a question, but he could hear the hope hidden in your voice.

He clenched his jaw, glancing down as he felt the weight of that name settle into him. “I... I’m sorry,” he began, voice barely rising above the rainfall. “I had to leave Kakavasha behind to become Aventurine.”

The words hung between you both, fragile but resolute. You studied him, looking for a hint of the boy you once knew, the one who had promised forever. He took another step, so close now that he could see the light rain gathering in your hair, feel the warmth of your presence. “I remember... that I once told you I’d marry you one day,” he confessed softly, almost afraid to voice it aloud. “That’s why I’ve been looking for you.”

“Why didn’t you stay?” The hurt in your voice was undeniable, woven with both sorrow and defiance. “Why did you let go of everything we had?”

Aventurine closed his eyes, breathing through the ache. “I had to,” he said quietly, “to survive, to become someone who could protect you, in a way I couldn’t before.” He looked up at you, eyes revealing the struggle beneath his poised exterior. “But I want to try again, to be... someone you can trust. Let’s start over. As friends, if that’s what you want.”

The words opened a wound, yet there was something in his gaze—vulnerable and raw—that made you want to believe him. The rain picked up, pouring harder now, drenching you both in a cloak of silver. He lifted his hand, hesitated, then let it fall, as if afraid he no longer had the right to reach for you.

And then, standing under the rain, words escaped you, unbidden but true. “Then let’s start over.” Your voice was a whisper, but it was enough.

Aventurine’s eyes softened, a flicker of hope sparking within them. He stepped back, nodded, and offered a small smile that, for the first time in years, felt genuine. Neither of you moved to leave; instead, you lingered, drenched and laughing softly under the storm, sharing a tentative glance that promised more than any words could convey.

As the rain poured down, you both knew this was only the beginning—of something fragile, yet unbreakable.