#and another short fic! am I back to fluffy short stuff finally?? lol

[wikiangela]

I'm here for whenever you need (to put it all on me)

bucktommy rating: G words: 2.4k summary: Buck and Tommy have a short conversation after running into Tommy's old Captain at the medal ceremony.

[read on Ao3]

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“That’s really sweet, baby.” Tommy says, making Buck’s heart skip a beat. He loves when Tommy calls him that, just like he loves when Tommy uses his name instead of nickname. It just sounds so special coming from him. He makes Buck, Evan, feel special. “But I can take care of myself.” “I know you can. But you don’t have to.” Buck shrugs, and if that’s even possible, Tommy’s face shifts into something even softer, filled with affection and awe and endearment. Something else flashes through his eyes, something Buck thinks he recognizes, but it’s way too early for either of them to feel or say it. They’re definitely getting there, though, quicker than he’d ever expect.

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[misc-obeyme]

hi ur writing is literally amazing can i ask u some stuff regarding it/how you go about writing/advice? feel free to ignore this if its not something youre comfy with

were u ever nervous to post fic? i just posted my first one and am like. super embarrassed (i also have a Guilt Complex that influences that lmao). if so, did you find it easier as you kept writing?

also how the hell do you write endings/get the motivation for them? youre really good at tying things together nicely at the end (or the occasional Leave 'Em Wondering) and im curious about your process for it. i can pretty steadily get up to the scene i started the fic to write but after that brain and motivation go honk mimimi

anyways thank you for sharing your work with the internet! i love reading your stuff its always a highlight in my day :)

Hi there, anon!

So first of all, I absolutely LOVE questions about writing, so please always feel free to send me any you may have! I'm such a nerd, I really love talking about the process and I'm happy to discuss it or share advice and so on!

Secondly, omg you're so sweet! Thank you, I'm so glad you like my writing!

Now then, lemme answer your questions! I apologize in advance for the LENGTH of these answers, but I seem to be incapable of writing about this sort of thing without it turning into an entire essay.

Yes, absolutely, I was extremely nervous when I first starting posting my fics. Some of that may have been that I hadn't written fic in a while and I was nervous enough about sharing, but I was extra nervous about messing up characterization. I wasn't used to writing for characters that I didn't create myself. I got nervous again when I started posting smut, too lol.

The thing about this type of anxiety in general is that exposure therapy really is the cure. It's like that for a little bit at first, but the more you do it, the more you prove to yourself that it's no big deal. Nowadays, I have almost no anxiety when I'm posting something fluffy and even most smut pieces are easier for me to post, too.

Another piece of this is remembering that the reason you write fic is for your own enjoyment. You're putting it on the internet on the chance that someone else might like it, too. But really, you have to focus on the things that make you happy. It's easier to deal with posting anxiety if you keep your focus on the joy of creation rather than the adrenaline of sharing. It's hard to do, but it gets easier the more you do it!

Okay, so endings! Uh, here's a fun fact about me, endings are my weakness lol. I have a lot of practice starting things and then never ending them because I absolutely get bored at a certain point. So I know exactly what you mean by the brain going to honk mimimi land.

For me, the trick was to write short stuff. Most of my fics are just scene length. This allowed me to get some practice with writing more endings because I didn't get bored when I was pretty much just writing one scene. So I found a couple things that I like to do for endings specifically, but then I also discovered a way to sort of keep my brain engaged while writing longer stuff.

It kinda all comes down to what you want to leave the reader with. That final paragraph or sentence can really deliver an impactful emotion. So you kinda have to think about what the rest of the scene is about, what specific feeling do you want the reader to have when they get to the end? If you're not sure, you can also frame it as what kind of feeling do you want to have at the end?

One technique I like to use is tying everything back to the beginning. I've used it multiple times, but it's probably most obvious in this Barbatos drabble. The first and last sentences are the same, but you don't have to be that blatant about it lol. That was mostly a stylistic choice. But if you look at the third paragraph and the last paragraph, they are parallels of each other, but they're different. What they convey is that something has changed by the end. So by repeating pieces of the beginning at the end, I'm deliberately illustrating what changed in the middle.

It's like thinking of the ending as a sort of summary of everything that happened in the middle of the story. If you're writing something longer, you can apply this to individual scenes as needed. But you might end up with an entire scene at the beginning and an entire scene at the end that do the same thing (rather than a couple of paragraphs).

Another thing I like to do is leave an implication of further action that isn't included. Something like "You wouldn't leave his room until morning." or maybe "You had a feeling something like this would happen again soon." Like this isn't really the end, but the rest is up to your imagination!

This is more specifically about the last paragraphs/scene/sentence, though. It's good to think of a way to recall the entirety of the story you just told, leaving the reader with the overall feeling you were going for.

But when it comes to longer stories, if you're finding you make it to one scene and then stop, well, that might be the end of your story. For this kind of thing, it really helps me to think about what the end game of the story is. For instance, in my longest fic, The Threads That Bind, I knew it was a Barbatos x MC love story. So the "end" couldn't happen until they had confessed their feelings to each other. A lot of other stuff happened before that, but it all contributed to that final plot point. And there isn't much story after that. The final scene is their confession. (There is a spicy epilogue, but that was just a bonus lol.)

So if you can decide before you even start writing what the goal is, you can write to that goal, filling in a bunch of cool scenes along the way. It doesn't have to be that you know exactly what happens or what the final scene is. When I started writing Threads, I had no idea how the confession was going to go. I just knew that Barbatos and MC had to end up declaring their love somehow.

But I tied that into the rest of the story with the theme of the threads. It was a visual anchor as well as a metaphorical one - magic let them see threads binding them together, but the feeling of belonging to each other was kind of the point of it all. So I was able to take that concept that I'd already used and incorporate it into the final confession scene.

NOW THEN all of this might also be easier if you're an outline type of person, but I most definitely AM NOT. Other writers swear by an outline and you'll probably find a lot of information on how to use one if you Google it.

But outlining for me is like pulling teeth, so I never do it. I write my first draft in a fever dream, with the end goal and a handful of ideas about overall themes and a couple things that I just think would be cool or fun to write. I spend a lot of time daydreaming about the story first, too, but I don't write anything down until I'm writing that first draft.

I could probably write a whole book on my methods for writing, but my biggest piece of advice for this kind of thing is EXPERIMENT.

The best part about writing is that aside from the basic fundamentals (spelling, grammar, sentence structure, etc), there are NO RULES. So if you're finding you're always struggling with finishing, try out anything and everything that might help you with that. Try writing outlines, try not writing outlines, try ending your story with the scene you were working toward, try thinking of a new scene you want to write as the ending scene. If it works, great! If it doesn't work, no problem! Just chuck it and try something else.

Sometimes the best thing for me to do is to ask myself what would be the most fun to write next? And then just going for it. My opinion is that you can always edit things later!

Anyway, I hope some of that helps! I'm sorry I really rambled quite a bit, but like I said, I love talking about this kind of thing lol.

Good luck, anon, and I believe in you!

[bruh-changbin]

new nails + life updates + blog updates 😸

heyyyy guys sorry I have been kind of dead on here as of late 😭 I haven’t posted a nail pic on foreverrrre and @drunkjaked asked me to share so here’s the new set I got done a little bit ago

ignore my jack skellington-esque fingers lol they’re simple but v nice for the winter and cold weather yasss my nail tech kept saying she loved the colour hehe

anyways on w some more important stuff!!! finally finished the semester (which was kicking my ass ngl) 😵‍💫 I had a ton of really big really important papers due like back to back for the past few weeks which is why I’ve barely been on here lol…. and since uni has been draining me of all of my life when I finally got home I was feeling so drab so I caved and allowed myself to a couple new super cool tattoos that had been on my mind for a v long time… reinvention yas 😻 but now that I’m done the semester and my semi annual aesthetic change I can chill and read and write and fantasize about changbin and jay for a whole month (ish)!!!!!!!

with that being said I have some fic updates hurhur 😸 ok so I was planning on doing a super fluffy smutty university boyfriend channie fic that’s like winter/holiday related but I think I’m gonna switch that to hyunjin bc I haven’t written for him in forever AND I have smth really big planned for channie (and another aussie idol…) for the new year lawl 😻 and am also planning on trying to grind out a short jongseong blurb sometime soon bc he’s literally my enha bias and I haven’t written anything for him yet??????? like what

ok that’s it I’ll shut up now there’s a possibility I’ll post a teaser for winter uni boyfriend hyunjin but I might just drop the whole fic on you and then fuck off ok bye love you

[rarepairronpa]

Hellooooo, I am here to recommend Junkan fics of my own!

First. I'm seconding the Kayleen, VanadisValentine, and aparticularbandit recs! All the fics I've read from those three are really good!

Speaking of aparticularbandit, they have even more Junkan fics than just that one! Here they are:

Freedom Doesn't Mean No Work: written for rarepair week for the prompt fashion and super good! Imo, it's in-between the more fluffy and the more toxic Yuri of the spectrum, as it's ostensibly fluff but there are... hints... that the relationship isn't as rosey as Mikan portrays. (Junko is definitely cheating on her. RIP Mikan. Probably with Kyouko, knowing this authors ship preferences.)

For Your Birthday: written for Mikan's birthday! Sort of the same dynamic of the precious fic where like, Mikan sees everything as rosy but the reality tells a different tale. You can probably ignore the red flags and pretend it's fluff, or you can focus on them if you prefer toxic Yuri. It's kind of doing both. The second chapter is actually inspired by a comment I made, since I was so sure reading the first chapter that it would end with Junko dead. So. That's what the second chapter is, lol.

There's also, finally, The Thin Line Trilogy from them. Which. I haven't finished. But have no doubt is good. What I've read of it is great, anyway.

Now onto the other recs!

The Present. By character-studious-drabbles: this one's short and sweet and (imo) leaning more into toxic Yuri given its set in despair times.

Miscalculation by Gl00mysnake: a cute non abusive junkan one shot, definitely for anyone who wants cute antics of them.

Rapunzel by character-studious-drabbles: short and sad :( definitely on the toxic Yuri angle.

the words will fall like teeth by darlingargents: toxic Yuri angle. Big warning for abuse in this one.

My Nights Were Always Pitch Black, Until You Came And Filled The Sky With Stars by Gl00mysnake: A slow burn non abusive Junkan work.

Bite Me, Love by starlesscholarfic: definitely on the side of toxic Yuri; mikan dealing with junko's death.

The Wire Lover by BonfireRose: post Junko's death, both Nagito and Mikan try to revive her. It's despair Era. Only on the first chapter, so there's not a lot on the Junkan dynamic yet.

Diagnosis: Love by GalaxyAqua: Mikan mourning Junko, more on the toxic Yuri side but more the manipulation kind than outright abusive.

Hopeless Devotion by Snarky_Sociopath: a reimagining of Junkan meeting and developing. Seems like it will get abusive in the future; the warning signs are definitely there but it hasn't become outright yet, just manipulative. Has background incest but it's not romanticized/meant to be a good thing, but I understand if anyone is uncomfortable with that.

The Despair of Love by Albedolover: Compliant with DR3, actually. So, uh. Definitely more on the abusive side of the scale. Really just Mikan introspecting.

Her Smile is The Sun by midnightdemonht: Junkan is only a small part of this as it has all the Remnants, but. I really liked what was written about them.

Haven't you been in love? By Pachirisu_2014: Kinda surreal but I really liked it. Again more on the toxic Yuri side, but more manipulative than outright abusive iirc.

Such Lovely Eyes: Abuse, be warned. Also has Mikan/Hiyoko, seeks to juxtapose the two ships.

Patient Logs by shsldespair: READ THIS ONE. READ. THIS. ONE. seriously, it's so good. It's despair mikan in therapy. And it's super well done. I have some of the stuff Mikan talks about in here living in my head rent free. I read it back in like 2016 and I've never forgot it.

Pressure by m3m3mnt0m0r1: In which Mikan kills someone and Junko helps cover it up. Lol.

Defile the Flesh (she's so lovely) by Anonymous: ABUSE. A LOT OF ABUSE. this one is super heavy but gosh does it stick with you. Compliant with the brainwashing video.

Phantasmal Voices by Kayleen756894: Non abusive with Ghost!Junko. One of my absolute favorites and just as good as their other works.

red by asunaro: another post-dr1 fic and mayhaps my favorite of the bunch...

And now for my own fics! I have so many (78) that I'm just going to link you to my page filtered to the junkan ship tag. Lol.

Probably my favorite of the non abusive ones that I've written is my Madoka Magica AU. It is. Sad, though. Given its a Madoka Magica AU. Lol.

Edit: also. DR0 spoilers going forward. But have some Ryouko/Mikan fics. Since she's Junko in a trench coat.

beloved by orphan_account: dark/sad one-shot about ryouko in sdr2 during chapter 3

Cures for Headache Weather by shishooter: Fluffy Ryouko and Mikan. Hurt/comfort-y. Mikan has some depressive thoughts, but the work ends on a happy note.

stillness in woe by sonia: a junko/ryouko goddess au, with her loving mikan throughout her life. Made me cry, really sweet and also sad.

Hey, I love your Junkan art! Just was wondering, you recommended VanadisValentine 's work, which I agree with as I love all their Junkan stuff... but I was wondering, do you have any other Junkan recommendations? Would love to hear them if you do! (Ps. I haven't finished your blood bag work but what I have read of it so far I'm loving!)

Why thankyou for this question! First off glad you like all of the Junkan stuff so far, it's been a labor of love (and obsession) that took 9 months but seeing all the positive reactions has made it all worth it! As for recommendations, I am happy to oblige. I'll admit I haven't read every single Junkan Fic there is, I have made it a habit to go on a crazy binge of as much Junkan as I can, I go through every single page on AO3 and read anything tagged as soft (along with anything that looks like it was worth the risk.)

Hell when it comes to Junkan fics I literally have the Junko/Mikan tag for AO3 bookmarked and right at the top of my screen so I can click anytime, and I'm sure I still have plenty of fics left to read whether it's on this site or somewhere else hidden deep within google search. So if anyone wants to go in the comments/reblogs and give recommendations or even shill their own stuff go right ahead!~

Be sure to remember these, they'll be on the test later (this is foreshadowing) So do allow me to give you the long list of fics to read when you're feeling the vibe

I've already recommended VanadisValentine's works in previous posts, however for the sake of a complete list I'll still put em here.

The Marvelous Makeover of Mikan Tsumiki - VanadisValentine (Absolute Classic, also just really fun to say)

Everything You've Ever Dreamed - VanadisValentine (Quite possibly one of my favorite Fanfics just in general)

Turn Out the Lights - VanadisValentine (More focused on the characters separated along with their thoughts on the relationship but it's a great fic for when you're in the mood)

When Am I Gonna Lose You? - VanadisValentine (An 18+ Fic just as a warning, but if you're old enough and looking for something in that field this is an amazing piece, even with all my skill in the field of drawing funny pictures I don't think I could depict anything near as beautiful as the descriptions featured here. Does that sound pretentious? Yes! But I know what I am lol.) Year of Love and Despair - VanadisValentine (Last one from her on this list, also ongoing! If you want a variety of stories of these two ranging from fluffy to dramatic to sometimes even saucy then this fic is the place for you. Genuine highlight of my year and has helped me get through the tougher days very often. You can also look and see my really excessively long comments on most of the chapters!~)

Living in a Crazy Parallel World - Yurikah (Fair warning, this one is very long, isn't 100% Junkan Focused, and is also unfinished with it's last update being awhile ago. That said I think if you can make peace with that going into it you'll be in for a very well written treat!~)

Soft (But Only for Her) - Kayleen756894 (When I first got into Junkan I had only read a small handful of fics from AO3, this was one of them and I went through it in a single night. Extremely fun experience that covers a wide variety of ideas for Junkan. Fluffy, Tragic, it's the whole nine yards. There's gotta be at least one story in this collection that will appeal to someone if they like this ship)

Smile - Kayleen756894 (Truly amazing, one of the all time Junkan Fics out there. It can be a very stressful read but oh so very worth it in my opinion. And for those who want a fic closer to canon in terms of character depictions while still being on the softer side I think this will satisfy heavily)

Hurt, Hold, Heal - Kayleen756894 (Do you like Junko helping Mikan through a Panic Attack? Do you like Junko trying to be a better person? Do you like Mikan helping Junko just as much as Junko helps her? Oh look it's the fic for you. The ending is really sweet too)

Tomorrow is Lonely - Kayleen756894 (Also 18+, arguably even more than the previous one on the list. Check the tags before you read and if that sounds like something you're into go for it. Me personally I gotta be in a very specific headspace first but when I do read it I enjoy myself, it's real cute and has a lot of great little character moments)

Protectors in Red - Kayleen756894 (Extremely good! Also features Mukuro! So if that's a selling point then I'm sure it'll vibe)

Forgive Me, My Beloved - Gloomy_snake (Significantly out of my normal comfort zone and definitely not what one would expect compared to the other fics here, but an enjoyable read. And if you like Doomed Yuri, it's got plenty packed in.)

Drowning - aparticularbandit (Extremely inspiring piece of writing featuring Alter Ego Junko instead of Original Recipe Junko!)

A Night for Two - TheGreatWave74 (Cute fic with the girlies at the pool)

what's better than this, girls havin fun - oxidize (A Chatfic! It might not give the same lasting impact as other fics on the list, however this was the fic that introduced me to the very idea of Soft Junkan, so I will always cherish it, and make sure to re-read it every now and again for the sentimental value)

Burning Lungs - oxidize (Another unfinished fic, I remember that put me off from reading it for awhile. However when I finally did I got pretty invested, which left the cliffhanger on the last chapter all the more stinging. Hope the author is doin' well! Anyway, great fic, might go a bit overboard on the darker aspects of Mikan and Junko's backstories so be warned, but even with that in mind I enjoyed myself and find myself imagining the potential turns it could have taken. And watching Junko's feelings slow burn into existence was really pleasant, especially as her dynamic with Mikan continues)

School Life of Mutual Loving - MarySutcliff (A Compilation of various fics from various ships, 3 of which are Soft Junkan. I've only read the first two, but if you enjoy them I imagine the third will do something for you, the first chapter also, as far as my research can tell, is the first instance of Soft Junkan.) First Chapter Second Chapter Third Chapter

Queen of the Convenience Store - Orphan_Account (The one where Junko and Mikan do weed. I actually quit weed and went cold turkey about a week or two ago, but I do still enjoy seeing girls kissing while being high. even if i can't remember if they kiss in this oops)

A DR Oneshot from an Orphan_Account (It features a Hot Topic, my inner 2000s kid has to recc it)

The Threshold - character_studious (A Bit Dark, but a pleasant read!)

The Whirlwind Fashionista - Kaz3313 (Cute lil Non-Despair AU fic featuring a very cool mall! The ending also gets a chuckle out of me)

No Regrets - wait i made that one (I wasn't going to put this here initially however as a small spoiler, Day 50 of this project is directly based on this fic. I'm super mixed on how it turned out but hey maybe someone'll like it)

And that's it for now! I may or may not be forgetting a decent amount of fics even among the ones I've read before. And there's plenty I haven't even seen yet, and plenty more to be made overtime I imagine.

Your mileage may vary with a lot of these fics, but hopefully you'll find one that itches your brain good like they itch mine. And if not then I recommend just hitting the Junkan Tag running and see what you can find! Take a few risks and maybe you'll find something surprising.

Have a wonderful day and remember to stay hydrated!~

[momobani]

What’s *really* wrong with Secretary Kim? - chapter 5 (final)

Secretary!Mingyu x fem!reader / 3.6k

Sum: your happy ending.  

chapter warnings: fluff, smut, sub!mingyu x softdom!femreader, oral (male receiving), edging, penetrative sex, unprotected sex (be safe!)

A/N: it’s the last chapter, it’s been a blast writing this, this fic really does feel like my magnum opus (magnus opum as Mingyu would say), I hope you like it! I’m working on some stuff so stay tuned! 

If you have any thoughts on this, then feel free to use my inbox, I’m new at this so idk if I’m even doing it right lol, enjoy!

Taglist: @lavendersvt , @fav9yu

Chapter 5

It wasn’t until noon that Mingyu made an appearance in your kitchen. You’d been sitting on your couch, attempting to read a book but had been uncomfortably on edge, anticipating Mingyu coming down at any moment. You stayed there two hours, words floating in front of you, hieroglyphics that you had zero interest in. You heard his quiet shuffling down the stairs and took a deep breath.

He appeared, utterly dishevelled in last night’s clothes, hair fluffy and sticking up cutely. He seemed dazed and a little confused to find himself in your house, walking in as if he was walking into Narnia for the first time. Except there was no Mr Tumnus to greet him, but his tense boss sitting on the couch, staring at him.

“How did I get here?” He croaked.

“Seokmin dropped you off.” Mingyu muttered something under his breath that sounded a lot like ‘that bastard’. You patted the seat next to you. “C’mere. Did you drink the water and painkillers?” He nodded and sat next to you, unsure how to face you. “Good boy. How’re you feeling?”

“Honestly, I’ve been worse.” He said quietly, fidgeting under your gaze. Seeing him this soft and vulnerable made your heart contract. You’d tried to recall another time when you’d felt like this; suddenly wanting to pull him into a hug, hold him close and pat his head, stroking his hair. But you came up short; you hadn’t let your feelings crystallise like you had now.

“Mingyu, we need to talk.” You kept your tone low and gentle so as not to frighten him. Classic Mingyu freaked out anyway. His head whipped towards you, alarmed and eyes shaking.

“No, please don’t quit! I know you’ve been stressed but didn’t your vacation help? If it didn’t I’ll clear your schedule and give some of your meetings to Mr Yoon. He has a lot more time on his hands than he lets on but he doesn’t bring it up ‘cause he doesn’t want to work over time like you do-” he stopped when he saw your face. You were tearing up as you watched him babble desperately. “No! Don’t cry, Bo-”

“I love you, Mango.” You sniffled, unable to keep it together anymore. You’d thought about it for the better part of the night, trying to figure your feelings out and what you wanted to do next, both with Mingyu and with your job. The time off had made you strangely serene and had given you time to relax enough to make proper, thought out decisions. You knew what your heart was saying and the rest came easily.

You thought Mingyu.exe stopped functioning. He was stuck, a still image on your couch, silent and barely breathing. You waved a hand in front of his face. “‘Gyu?” He finally blinked, at least.

“Am I still asleep?” He murmured to himself, brows furrowing pensively. You burst out laughing at his adorableness.

“Honey, you’re awake.” You assured him, taking one of his hands in both of yours and squeezing it gently. He was finally starting to get with the programme.

“You love me?” He asked, making big puppy eyes at you. How could it not melt your heart? You nodded.

“I do, so much.” you shuffled closer to him and adjusted yourself so you’re eye level with him. “You’re so sweet-” you reached to kiss his cheek. “Caring,” you kissed his other cheek. “So lovely,” kiss. “Kind,” kiss. “And so precious.” You finally pecked his lips, drawing back to see a light pink blush pepper his cheeks where you’d kissed him. A shy smile was blooming across his face, he hummed quietly. Then:

“I love you too.”

You felt a huge smile appear on your face as you tackled Mingyu into a hug, ignoring how his shirt reeked of alcohol for a moment, before reaching to kiss him again. This time he reciprocated enthusiastically following your lead. You didn’t care about the smell of his shirt but he tasted of day old alcohol and despair so you pulled away quickly.

“Baby, I love you but I can’t kiss you with that mouth.”

“Sorry,” he pursed his lips guiltily. You smiled at his cuteness and let your fingers wander to the buttons of his shirt and started popping each one. Mingyu gulped. “What a-are you doing?” He asked but made no objection. You popped the last one and looked at him.

“Putting your shirt in the laundry, now go take a damn shower, ‘Gyu.” You kissed his nose and prodded him away.

***

You stood alone in the laundry room, reflecting on everything as the machine clattered on; you’d put a bunch of things in with Mingyu’s shirt to economise as he took a shower. One part was done, but you still had to deal with all the work stuff - you hadn’t told Mingyu about your plans yet. You thought it would completely overwhelm him, so you didn’t.

It had been Friday night during your talk with Jeonghan that you’d sort of made the decision, pitching the idea to him to see if he was okay with it too. After all, it would affect him too eventually. He’d taken it surprisingly well, agreeing with the pros and cons and hypothetical scenarios that you listed to him. The whole conversation was a huge weight off your chest, finally feeling like a breakthrough for you.

You went to the sun room to hang out as you waited for Mingyu to finish.

Not five minutes later he reappeared, same jeans on and shirtless with a towel in hand as he dried his hair half-heartedly. Despite the towel in his possession, there were still some stray water droplets making their way over his shoulders and torso. Your eyes were glued to them, watching their progress as they rolled lower and lower…

“Are you checkin’ me out  right now, Boss?” Mingyu asked teasingly, not missing an opportunity to flex the arm that was holding the towel as he caught you practically drooling over him. Maybe you had made him cocky after all, or he’s always been and waiting for the opportunity to let it shine. You narrowed your eyes and cocked up an eyebrow.

“Got a problem with that, honey?” You purred and stood up. In a heartbeat, Mingyu was tongue-tied, clutching the towel in front of him, wide-eyed as he watched you approach him. “I thought you liked the attention; didn’t you like it when I took pictures of you? And look at you now, trying to flex your big muscles for me.”

“I like it when you look at me.” He mumbled, cockiness gone in an instant. “I like it when you touch me too.” He added shyly. You cornered him against the wall, bringing your hands to rest on his hips.

The tall man in front of you shivered at your touch.

“Like this?” You trailed one hand up his torso, fingertips brushing against his body lightly, causing a wave of goosebumps to appear across his smooth skin. You leaned in to kiss him gently, keeping your hand between you as it found its way to one of his pecs, rolling over one hard nipple. Mingyu hummed into your mouth, body heating up.

“Hm, you like that, baby?” You whispered against his lips, free hand holding the back of his head towards you, playing with the short hair at the back of his neck.

“Y-yeah,” he breathed out, eyes half-closed as he looked at you. You smirked at how affected he was; you hadn’t even started playing properly yet.

“You’re so cute,” you trailed your thumb over his lips as you admired how beautiful he was like this, already half gone without you even doing anything. “Do you want more, darling?” You inquired, already pretty certain what the answer was going to be. He nodded vigorously.

“Yes, please.���

“Such a polite boy, too.” You remarked as you led him to the storage bench love seat. You made him sit down as you stood in front of him. You decided to tug off the oversized t-shirt you were wearing to reveal your bare torso, leaving you in just some sleep shorts. Mingyu’s eyes bugged out of his head as they roamed over the curves of you body, enticed at a glance.

You stepped towards him and went to kiss him again. His mouth followed yours hungrily, kissing you back with a passion. It was divine; just feeling his mouth against yours. A random thought popped into your head.              

“Am I turning into one of those stereotypical CEOs who fucks their secretary?” You pulled away from the kiss, thinking out loud.

“I’m not objecting!” Mingyu grinned and bought your mouth back to his.  

You straddled Mingyu, lips locked and ran your fingers down the side of his face, down his neck, curling around his bare shoulder and snaking down his arm until you reached his hand. You grabbed it, brought up and pinned his wrist to the wall, leaning into him and making his back hit the wall too. He writhed under your touch, hips bucking up, erection grinding against your core as he whimpered when you bit his lip gently.

“Please, do something,” he whined into your kiss. You smiled at his patheticness, grinding down on him as you ignored his plea. You moved your searing kiss down to his jaw, free hand angling his face for access, nipping and pecking at the soft skin as he whined again. “Please!”

“Please what, honey?” You sucked a love bite on his neck as he struggled to answer, hips moving involuntarily against you, sending tingles to your lower abdomen.  

“Please touch me, fuck me, anything!” He drew out the ‘anything’ as his voice trembled.

“But I am touching you, baby. And only good boys get fucked. Be a good boy and be patient for me, you got it?” You asked him, letting go of his face and wrist in favour of standing up. Mingyu’s arms shot up to hold on to your hips, as if he was scared you’d just leave him there, desperate and untouched. “I didn’t hear you, ‘Gyu?” You prompted him.

“Yes, I’ll be good, I p-promise.” He nodded, as if trying to convince himself more than you.

“Good boy.” You smiled at his cuteness before moving his legs to accommodate yourself between his thighs. “Here’s the deal; I’m going to suck you off and if you come without my permission, I won’t let you fuck my pussy, alright?”

“Yes, please, I need your mouth!” He whimpered miserably.

“Gosh, such a needy little thing, aren’t you?” You remarked as you kissed down his torso and tugged on the waistband of his jeans, making him lift his hips as you took down his boxers with the rest. His cock sprang free and smacked against his abs with a gentle thwack. You wasted no time drawing closer and starting to lick a stripe along the side of his shaft, from base to head as you held onto his thighs for leverage. Mingyu took a deep breath when your tongue made contact with his skin, exhaling when you repeated the action on the other side.

He sucked in a gulp of air when he felt you let a glob of spit fall onto the head of his cock, your hand following as you started to smear it around and down the shaft, mixing it with any pre-cum from the tip, beginning to jerk him off for a bit. You built a rhythm for a few moments, watching his face as he got used to it, only to take your hand away and replace it with your mouth around the head of his cock. You ran your tongue over the slit several times, keeping your eyes on the way Mingyu’s rolled to the back of his head, a breathy sigh leaving his lips. You took more of him into your mouth and started sucking, holding on to his thighs when he jolted at the sensation.

You let yourself breathe for a moment and switched to jerking him off, one hand on his shaft, the other moving from his thigh to his balls, to add to the sensation. He jolted again, eyes shooting open and whines increasing in volume.

“You close, honey?” you asked him, a little breathlessly.

“Fuck, yes, really close, please keep going!” He moaned. You smirked at how easy he was. You went back to sucking the head of his cock, getting ambitious and taking more of him and starting to deep throat him. Mingyu moaned loudly, one hand coming to rest on the side of you head, as you bobbed up and down. You hummed appreciatively around him and he almost yelped as a buzz of pleasure shot through him. He was starting to twitch so you let go of him and slid his cock out of your mouth with a slurpy pop.

The look of devastation on Mingyu’s face said it all, he whined at the loss of contact as you ripped his orgasm away.

“No fair,” he mumbled, a pout forming on his lips. You leaned up and kissed him, then bopped his nose.

“But you were so good for me, baby, now you get to fuck me.” You brushed some of the hair hanging in his eyes away and kissed his forehead softly, before standing once again to rid yourself of your remaining clothes. You straddled him like before, the two of you naked on the storage bench as you started to kiss him deeply and hungrily again. You’d been focused on Mingyu’s pleasure but that didn’t mean you weren’t starting to feel a gentle throbbing at your core for friction.

As you kissed him, you let the shaft of his cock slide against your folds, hitting your clit, a delicious thrum of pleasure coursing through you, wetness spreading over your slit and his cock. Without breaking the kiss, you lined yourself up and started to sink down his shaft, a duo of strangled moans echoing in your sun room, unsure of who was louder. You felt the head of his cock reaching deep inside of you and making you gasp at the fullness as his girth stretched you beautifully.

You started moving after a moment of adjustment, both for you and for him, hips moving back and forth, grinding down on his thighs. He was so deep inside and you couldn’t help the groans that formed at the back of your throat.

“L-love it when you sound like that.” He mumbled, face buried in your neck, unable to contain his own groan as you switched to bouncing up and down his cock. His hands had been resting on your hips but now started to support your rapid movement, helping you build up intensity.

“Shit, that’s so good, just like that.” You sighed, as you felt Mingyu’s hands guiding your hips as he bucked his to match your pace. Soon all you could focus on was the raw pleasure flowing through your body, letting your entangled moans bounce off each other and the walls as the sound of skin slapping skin lewdly echoed through the room. You held on to his meaty biceps and shoulders for balance, trying your best to stay upright and not slump against him.

Instead you pulled him impossibly closer, chest to chest and went to kiss him. His mouth found yours desperately as you continued your erratic pace, Mingyu whining into your mouth as he got closer to his end. You weren’t far behind him but your legs were starting to give out, so you went back to grinding down with a wiggle of your hips. By stroke of luck or stroke game (who knew really?), you found the perfect angle where you gasped and almost screamed at the way the head of his cock brushed against your walls.

Mingyu felt the new way you clenched around him and got inspired, moving his hips in sync with yours, the storage bench creaking underneath you Baby Don’t Like It style, as you put that IKEA furniture to the test. You couldn’t control your moans as you felt your impending orgasm build up, letting Mingyu help you keep up the intense pace.

Within a heartbeat you were coming, a droned groan escaping your throat as you felt Mingyu fuck you through it, hips stuttering as he followed you in moments. He moaned your name as he stilled during his orgasm, panting and leaning back against the wall, pulling you against him. You propped yourself up enough to kiss Mingyu’s forehead gently, the two of you coming down and stabilising again.

“Are you okay, baby?” You asked him, tired fingers brushing his hair out of his face. He nodded, eyes opening and adjusting to the light. “Are you hungry? You haven’t eaten anything since yesterday?”

“A little,” he said, clearing his throat.

“Let’s get cleaned up and I’ll make us something.” You started to get up but Mingyu caught your hand and pulled you back for a second.

“Let me make it.” You tried not to take offence but he was right; better for you and the well being of your kitchen.

“Fine.”      

***

After cleaning up and eating, you spent the rest of the day in bed, doing nothing in particular and each other, being close and closer and enjoying each other’s company. It was some sort of bliss before you had to go back to work.

You’d discussed what you were going to do about your job with Mingyu as you lay down, his head on your chest and you played with his hair. It wasn’t quite as shocking to him as you thought it might be. Then again, he was good at psychically anticipating some of your moves, as he’d proven time and time again.  

You’d decided not to quit after all, but you were only going to keep your CEO position until the end of the year then perhaps swap with Jeonghan or promote one of the senior directors like Seungcheol or Joshua to take the position, depending on how the board of directors took the news and voted.

You’d become a director too, which meant that you wouldn’t necessarily need a secretary, but perhaps someone in your team depending on how management positions would change. It also meant that you’d have a little more time on your hands to spend on the things that you liked, like the photography hobby you’d picked up. It was crazy how much better you felt after returning to something you loved.

It was like Mingyu had told you: you don’t have to good at your hobbies to have them.

“Seokmin told me the other day there was an opening in the HR department under Mr Hong. I thought that maybe if you did go then I’d try that out.” Mingyu moved his head to peek up at you.

“Hmm, maybe it’s time for something new for the both of us, you should go for it.”

“You think?”

“Yeah, I mean Human Resources isn’t bad, right? And as a human you’re very resourceful so…” you trailed off. Mingyu propped himself to face you properly.

“That’s the sort of bullshit I would try to say.” He pouted. “I’m rubbing off on you.” He said satisfaction clear in his voice. You laughed at his cuteness.

“Well, you are my favourite human, it makes sense.” You felt a sweet warmth blooming in your chest as you said it, feeling silly at all these cheesy things, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

***

Epilogue: several months later

You woke up to an empty bed and automatically assumed you were running late. Today was the first day that you weren’t going to be CEO any more and you needed to formally hand over everything to Jeonghan, who’d been voted CEO by the directors in the end. He’d been surprised that he’d been the choice but you hadn’t had any doubts about it, knowing that most of the directors were happy to have him in charge.

(You’d given a promotion to Wonwoo to senior director about a month ago, not only to keep an eye on and support Jeonghan but because he’d earned by helping you expand your deal with Wen Electronics in the past few months.)

“Babe, get up, breakfast is ready!” You heard Mingyu calling from the kitchen. The two of you had been spending more time together (if that was even possible) since he was staying over more and more often.

Somehow in record time you managed to get ready just as Harrison was pulling up to your house. You put your shoes on slowly, feeling a little mischievous. He’d insisted to give you one last ride to work after you’d declined to keep his services when you moved to your new position. You felt like finally buying your own car and driving it too. (You and Mingyu had already bought it together and decided to carpool and had even christened the car in an empty parking lot.)

When you sat down with Mingyu by your side, you saw the old man’s mouth gap open, clearly not expecting to see your gentleman caller getting into the car too.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, sir, we overslept.” You smiled innocently. He feigned clearing his throat, clearly a little embarrassed, and started the engine.That should teach him to nose about other people’s personal lives.

You took the elevator up to your old office one last time, Mingyu by your side as always and found Jeonghan’s newly hired secretary Seungkwan standing to attention at his new (Mingyu’s old) desk.

“Morning, Miss.” he seemed bright and fresh as a daisy. He clearly hadn’t started work yet.      

“Morning,” you greeted him back. “Mr Boo, this is Mr Kim.” You introduced the two in passing, as you ducked into your office to look over the pile of paperwork awaiting your best friend.

“Excuse me, who are you?” You hear Seungkwan ask Mingyu. You forgot they hadn’t done their handover yet; Mingyu was doing it all today as per Jeonghan’s instruction.

“I’m you, but promoted.” You can hear the smile in his voice. “And taller. So you’re Mr Yoon’s new secretary?”

“Yes,” Seungkwan replied enthusiastically.

“Godspeed.”  

***

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[anotherbeingsworld]

Rainy Days

Pairing: Bryce Lahela x F!MC (Casey Valentine)

Rating: G/Fluffy goodness.

Summary: Bryce and Casey spend their weekend with a new idea.

A/N: Hellooooo, I am finally back on writing!! (In one way or another lol) , after a month of not writing - I present a short drabble due to Bryce's absence and I apologize beforehand if there is any grammar error since English is not my first language! I have some fics which are in progress, hopefully, I can post more since I am on holiday and I manage to finish the semester in one piece! A huge thanks to @ambrosykim for listening to my rambles 😌😌 Enjoy! 💖

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The rain started to fall for the fifth time of the week as the sound of it gave a soothing feeling to her as she took a seat on the couch of Bryce’s apartment that day. Casey decided on staying for the weekend as they haven’t gotten to grace each other’s presence due to their workload at the hospital. Bryce was busy due to an outstanding number of surgeries while Casey was occupied with more cases from the diagnostics team.

They initially decided on a weekend filled with adventures but, a day inside sounds perfect. Good movies and good company are always worth it, yet Casey found herself much more interested in the raindrops, than the movie itself.

“Casey!” He suddenly surprises her, making her let out a scream before jokingly punch him with her elbow.

“Bryce, I’m not into surprises like that!”

He lets out a satisfied happily, as he took a seat beside her.

“I know – it’s just very fun to irk you there. Plus, you were so focused on the rain there, what’s on your mind there?”

Her eyes seem to focus on the balcony once more, before tilting her head to face him. A smile appears on her face.

“I’m just thinking about work stuff, the hospital, Suzette, and just it feels like a mess sometimes in my head but it’s good to take a break for once.” She stated as both of them resume on their activity of rain-watching as he turns the movie off. They sat in silence before she perks up another question as they are in each other’s embrace.

“How have you been Bryce?”

“I am quite okay, and still in one piece which is a win for both of us! All the surgeries were packed but it has been fulfilling despite the sleep deprivation from being on duty for too long.”

She lets out a chuckle as the silence commences once more before an idea appears in her head. She immediately stood up from his embrace, as she took out the rain jackets from his storage room.

“I got an idea.” She exclaims happily before tossing the rain jackets his way, as they exit the apartment.

Casey founds herself smiling as they walked down the flight of stairs in their rain jackets as both of them stood upon the sidewalk of the apartment, a few inches away before exposing themselves to the rain.

“So, care to explain?” A laugh escapes his lips while Casey is gesturing the rainy sidewalk in front of them.

“We are going to have fun, and not think about work right now. It’s more directed towards me, but let’s show the people how to have fun even in the rain!”

“It's time for Party God Bryce Lahela to appear once more despite the chance of both of us getting hyperthermia” He summons as they both prepare themselves for some unexpected fun.

“We are wearing rain jackets, Bryce! In a count of three, let’s do this.” Both of them held each other’s hands, as they commence the countdown.

3…

2…

1…

A big splash was heard, as they started to dance and finally having some fun in the rain. She wished she could capture this moment, yet there were some moments that better be enjoyed without any interruptions as it should.

There were weird looks given by the people across the road, as there were kids who were looking at them with bright eyes. Yet, they didn’t care – it was them against the rain and they wouldn’t have it any other way.

“This is a great idea Cas.” He stated as they sat upon the stairs outside of the apartment, accompanied by the drizzles of the rain itself.

She lays her head on his shoulder,

“It’s worth the hyperthermia then?” She jokes as he nods happily.

“But, speaking of hyperthermia – let's get ourselves dry before it gets much worst.” She nodded in agreement, as they walked back inside.

After they were both finally dried off, they decided to order some take-out for the night. She loved his cooking as he has been practicing since the year before – but, an excuse for a chipotle takeout is always acceptable.

The rain was seen still pouring as the stars above appear, both of them enjoying each other’s company. It was his turn to stare at the balcony, where the rain is falling heavily.

“I get it now – why there are times where the world around you disappears every time it rains.” He begins as Casey prepares the takeout on the table.

“And?”

“It gave you that sense of calmness. And, when we were dancing or playing – it feels like entering a world where there was freedom from all the responsibilities in the world… and I liked it.” His reply causing a wide smile to appear on her face, somehow the smile he knows all too well as there was a hidden agenda behind the mischievous idea behind the smile as well; we will never know.

“Maybe sometimes we can do it again?” She suggests as he nods in agreement upon the idea as she ends up running towards his arms filled with enthusiasm upon their future dates. He caught her just in time, as they stayed upon each other’s arms filling the void of their missing moments together – as the rain become the soundtrack of their little moments together both in and outside of the hospital.

THE END.

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[lyranova]

hey hey! your writing request is open right? please do a fluffy drunk fic for greyche I think they would be adorable and funny in this kind situation! I'm sorry if this sounds weird i don't talk english 🤷‍♀️

Hi anon! I love this request its so cute hehe, I’m sorry it isn’t very funny though but it is fluffy so i hope thats ok 🥺 (none of my fics are very funny tbh 😅 but than again i’m not very funny lol) but I hope you like this! Also, your english is fine don’t worry about it ���~!

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,074

Warnings: None

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Grey couldn’t figure out how she was talked into doing this. The Black Bulls had just finished a successful mission and were celebrating outside, and of course, Vanessa brought wine. Everyone that was legally able to drink did, and Vanessa even convinced her to at least have a couple of sips. Grey’s head felt a little fuzzy, but not too bad. The others though, well, most of them were pretty drunk. Even Gauche was drunk! She watched as Asta and Noelle helped get everyone to their respective rooms, Captain Yami was still clear enough that he could manage to get to his room by himself so they let him.

“ Hey Grey, do you mind taking Gauche to his room?” Noelle asked as she half carried half dragged Vanessa. Grey instantly squeaked and blushed, they wanted her to help Gauche?! Grey glanced at him, he was bent over the arm of the sofa, his eyes closed, she could tell he wasn’t asleep. His breaths were too shallow. But she nodded at Noelle and stood up and went over to the brown haired mage.

“G-Gauche,” she gently shook his shoulder, only to receive a groan in response. “ Gauche! Y-You need to get up, I’m taking you to bed.” She added as she grabbed his arm and began pulling on it, trying to get him to stand.

“ I’m fine where I am!” Gauche groaned, not moving an inch. But he did crack an eye open and looked at her, Grey had that shy, yet determined, look on her face. It usually would have made him chuckle, but right now he just felt too tired to stand, his head was buzzing, and he was actually pretty comfortable. As Grey tugged on his arm again he sighed, she wasn’t going to leave him alone until he did as she asked. Gauche groaned once again as he finally relented and let the small woman pull him up off the couch.

“ C-C’mon Gauche, let’s get you to b-bed.” Grey stammered as she threw one of his arms over her shoulder and she wrapped the other around his waist. She could feel him try not to put all his weight on her and she was very thankful for it, if he did, she wouldn’t be able to carry him. The two of them slowly made their way to Gauches room.

———

Most of the walk was silent, Gauche was trying not to lean on Grey too much. He knew she was strong, but she wasn’t as physically strong as some of the others. He looked over at her; her pale cheeks were tinged a slight pink, her hair was a bit of a mess, and her eyes held that strong determination that he loved so much. She was going to get him to his room one way or another. He silently wondered if she had always been this beautiful? Gauche smiled softly.

“ I love you Grey.” He slightly slurred, crap, he was drunk. Very drunk. He hadn’t meant for the words to slip out, but now they had and he couldn’t take them back.

“ W-What?!” Grey suddenly shouted, her face turning a brighter shade of red. Instantly, her hands let go of Gauche and he slipped off her shoulder and landed face first onto the floor. Gauche heard her gasp and he turned his face up to glare at her, but he made no movements.

“ What the hell did you do that for?!” He asked in irritation, he watched Grey’s hands cover her face in embarrassment.

“ I-I’m sorry!” She stammered, her face still covered. “ But what you said is so e-embarrassing!” Gauche sighed.

“ How is it embarrassing?” He asked tiredly, he watched her spread her fingers just enough so she could peak between them to look at him.

“ Because you wouldn’t be s-saying that if you weren’t d-drunk!” She said softly, her hands slipping from her face slowly. “ You don’t actually love me, people say stupid stuff when they’re drunk, and...and this was your stupid thing.” She added as she averted her gaze away from him. Gauche blinked, she thought he was only saying that because he was drunk?

“ Y’know, sometimes when people are drunk, they tell you how they actually feel. This is one example of that, and I’ll give you a few more.” He began as he leaned his head up a little so he could look at her better. “ I think you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, I love it whenever you get upset or angry and your bottom lip pokes out just a bit. I love it when you blush just a little bit, I love the smile you have on your face when something or someone makes you truly happy, and your laugh, heh, your laugh is the most precious sound in the world.” He finished with a warm loving smile on his face.

“ Y-You wouldn’t be saying any of this if you were sober.” Grey muttered softly, it was true, if he were sober he’d probably be yelling at her for dropping him right now instead of confessing all of these things. Her gaze slowly moved back to meet Gauche’s and her heart stopped in her chest for a moment, even though his eyes were slightly glassy from the alcohol, and his smile a little more lopsided than usual, it still surprised her and took her breath away. She loved that smile, and it was one he rarely showed people, she and Marie were the only ones to regularly see it.

“ Heh, you’re right, I wouldn’t. But, that’s because I’m too much of a coward to tell you how I truly feel sober. They don’t call alcohol ‘Liquid Courage’ for nothing.” He chuckled. “ Now, can you help me off the floor? The room’s spinning and I don’t think I can manage on my own.” He added, Grey quickly nodded and she helped him up and wrapped his arm around her shoulders again. They began to walk towards his room again at the same slow pace as they were before.

“ I really do love you Grey.” He told her again, she giggled slightly and shook her head.

“ Tell me that when you’re sober.”

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I’m sorry its so short but i hope you all enjoyed! Thanks for reading and I hope you all have a good day 💕~!

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[niobiumao3]

Thank you so much @spacemagicandlaserswords for the tag!

If you see this and wanna do it, consider yourself tagged. (I find this easier than determining who hasn't already been tagged, lol.) I am serious! This is your no pressure tag.

Moving along…

Descent - AO3, Teen, post-Plan 99, fix-it

I was working on numerous other things when the finale dropped and I was so upset and then numerous people including shakoribe and eriexplosion posited the idea of Hondo Ohnaka saving Tech and my brain, already on fire with annoyance and 'No', latched onto it.

The Down Side of Me - AO3, Teen, AU from s2ep13/fix-it

This is one of the numerous things I was working on before the finale. I finished it in the setting it was conceived from because man I needed something fluffy and soft to distract me from all the pain. It's a ship fic, it's a navel gazing fic. Definitely not the most exciting thing I've ever written but it was nice and therapeutic.

Obliquity - Teen, Jedi!Phee AU, post-Plan 99, fix-it

Another one from people's ideas on tumblr, in this case hekclickadee's notion of (Former) Jedi!Phee paired with blessyo4's Jedi!Phee art. This was a 'should be short' fic which did not remain that way…like at all. The power of comments, people! I was going to write maybe 5-6k and then someone commented about Ilum aaaaaand the idea avalanche got rolling.

The rest of the SW fics are WIPs. I have a lot of older stuff but that's all MCU/Marvel and Trek and Inception.

Flood Traversal (WIP) - Teen, post-Plan 99, fix-it

This one is for Fix the Finale and has changed named about 10 times. This is a more cyberpunk look at Tech self-rescuing. Since it's a WIP, have a random bit:

“Oh no you don’t. Not with that head injury. Sit your ass down.”

Periapsis (WIP) - Teen, Hunter & Crosshair fic

One of the 'interrupted' batch from before the finale. This is a forward/backward fic about Hunter and Crosshair. There's not a lot of Hunter Whump in the tag, which this is chock full of. It's arguably in the same AU as Descent. Since it's a WIP, have a random bit:

“Hunter’s abilities evolved in a series of events. Nala Se referred to them as 'breakthroughs'. His senses would grown stronger or more accurate, and his neural pathways would need to adjust to compensate."

Axial Precession (WIP) - Teen, post-Plan 99, Mt. Tantiss smackdown + more

Obliquity sequel. I was unsure I would do this one and then I got an idea and the whole thing sort of unfolded. So now I just need a small break of reading and writing some other things and I can do this. Maybe later in the summer. Since it's a WIP, have a random bit:

Tech was glad Phee wasn’t present for this conversation for a whole new set of reasons. “She is very much not my General, and I would advise you to never refer to her as that where she will hear you.”

Begin Again (WIP) - Teen, Mayday Lives AU, Crosshair & Mayday

This is based on cloned-eyes' post about Crosshair and Mayday surviving and escaping, but then not going back to the Batch because Crosshair is still full of Issues, so instead they run around doing things but run into the Batch anyways, and chaos ensues. Since it's a WIP, have a random bit:

Crosshair had been in bad situations in his time—really fucking bad—but this was definitely the new record. Half-carrying a nearly-dead clone Commander in full armor after nearly freezing to death the previous night and surviving an avalanche right before that was absolutely a new low. Hunter would have been truly impressed.

The Incident (WIP) - Teen, pre-canon

"That's not going near my rack. I refuse to sleep next to a projectile again." Since it's a WIP, have a random bit:

At the back of the ship a loud clang and a thud preceded Tech shouting, "Wrecker!" in a strangled voice. Echo caught sight of Crosshair picking himself up off the floor.

Creator Self-Promotion

Rules: post the first lines of your last 10 fics you posted. If you have less than 10 fics posted, post the first lines of all your fics.

"But K, I don't write but I still create can I still play?"

Post your last 10 pieces and give us a play by play. What was the inspiration? Any fun facts you can share with us?

Anyway let's get on with it

1. Fishing for Compliments - Merman!Crosshair x F!Reader

A sigh passed the young woman’s lips as the sun began to disappear beneath the waves. The waves rocked her quaint vessel as if it were a mother soothing her child. Her meal as well as a plate of identical food remained untouched as she kept her gaze to the depths. Every ripple of its surface a reminder of the mounting minutes that her company kept her waiting.

2. Drop Me a Line - Wrecker x F!Reader

The young woman stifled a yawn as she continued to work the mass of dough to her standards to be plopped into pans to bake. She continued working the dough sparing glances to the chrono on the wall as the sky outside began to lighten with the sunrise. Her pulse spiked when the chrono was checked again. She abandoned the lump of dough as she snatched up a pastry box. The bell chiming as the door opened and closed.

3. Budding Romance - Rex x F!Reader

“And you’re sure you’ll have them there.”

“A bit of faith would be nice, Anakin.”

4. Skin in the Game - Wrecker x OC (Rina) (18+ Please view responsibly)

Wrecker was on the hunt. Thankfully the Marauder held only a few spaces to hide away as he searched the ship. His target tucked away by the sensors. Vibroblade twirling between his fingers while his idle gaze stared at the screen. The demolitions expert took a breath, hoping to find answers.

5. Hair Support - Tup x Reader

The days of the Clone Wars tended to drag on in between assignments. Thankfully, the Republic saw it fit to dispatch your research team with a clone legion escort to ensure the lush jungle planet would not eat you and your colleagues alive. It was in the sweltering heat of the afternoon that one of your study binges was interrupted. You shook your head knowing who dared tread into your tent.

6. Interrogations - Echo x F!Reader (18+ Please view responsibly)

The former arc trooper sighed. Another fruitless attempt at slipping free of his bonds. The chair he was bound to chilled any amount of exposed skin. The room kept dark to prevent him from gathering his bearings. He bided his time, waiting for the tell-tale clicking of his keeper. It was a whisper at first but grew louder as the automatic doors parted.

7. Personal Tastes - Hunter x F!Reader

Strands of meat sizzled and spat as she flipped the tangled mass. Her work distracting from the pair of eyes watching you from the doorway. Her culinary tasks from the staccato chops of a knife to peppers to the accented clink of a mortar and pestle offered a calming tune.

8. Just This Once, Everyone Lives - Rex x Reader

Your bottom lip remained captured between your teeth as the speeder came to a stop. The building looming over the city streets twinkled in the night. A beacon for personnel to gather while dressed to the nines. A hand curled around yours, smoothing over your knuckles.

9. Keep Away - UniversityAU Wrecker x Reader

You filed out with your fellow undergrads as your last class for the afternoon let out. the professor's voice offering mention of the end of the first sprint. You traversed amongst the student body's current before veering off to a corridor. The current loosening its grasp the closer you ventured toward the sanctuary of paper and ink.

10. Nothing Fight - Crosshair x F!Reader

It could be easy to say Clone Force 99 had a culture separate from the sea of clones. Clone medics would be reassigned in the blink of an eye and nat born medics often assigned whoever pissed off the higher ups. This led to your current long term assignment. Having a medic on board being the main reason one of your patients was released to his squad early pending observations.

NPT - @photogirl894 @rain-on-kamino @tecker @techs-stitches @littlemissmanga @annwayne @fakegingerrights @merkitty49 @moodymisty @starrylothcat

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[theonetheycallhannah]

The Treatment of Captain Syverson-Chapter Five:Sensory Integration 1

Pairing: Captain “Sy” Syverson x OFC (Shane Benton)

Summary: A Friday full of teasing for Shane ends in a steak dinner with a blue-eyed beefcake. If you don’t finish this chapter hungry for one or the other, if not both, I haven’t done my job! Lol! (For inspo on Sy’s date outfit, think back to that one Men’s Health photoshoot Hen did and just imagine his hair shorter. That’s what I did. lol!) 

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Word Count: 4k (This date got away from me! Lol! And it’s only half over!)

Warnings: Mostly this is utter fluffy fluff, but I’m gonna put the following warnings on, anyway. Language, mature themes, alcohol consumption, borderline food worship (Shane may have a problem, I definitely do! Lol!) Also, pretty much every Sy fic I’ve read says that his given name is Logan, so...should his given name be used henceforth, that’s what I’m going with because it seems the most cannon and I like it and if it’s good enough for Wolverine...

Author’s Note: So, guys, this is crazy. First off, the reaction and love Sy and Shane’s story has been getting has taken me completely off guard and utterly made my day/week. (I’m serious. Every note makes my heart do a happy dance. A like, a reblog, a comment. It all means the world to me. Thank you for your feedback and for sharing this story.) Second, YOUR FEEDBACK MATTERS TO ME! Because initially, idk what I was thinking. I was going to skim over their first date and like…not write it…and I kept getting notes as I worked on further chapters to the tune of “can’t wait for this date!” and I thought…hmm…well, the date must be written! So, here it is, the first half-ish, of Shane and Sy’s first date. I hope it’s all you were expecting…or at least half of all you were expecting! Lol! More to come in part two of Sens Integ! (BTW, fun fact, these chapter titles are all named after treatments that therapists actually use on their patients sometimes! Lol!)

Disclaimer: Unfortunately for me, Henry is not mine, le sigh, and all mention of him, his characters, any characters from his films, or his precious doggy, Kal, are strictly for transformative and recreational use. I neither ask for, nor accept payment for the work I post on Tumblr or AO3. Unbeta’d because this is for fun and escapism.

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Friday morning. She was up with the sun. And a bit before, really. Today was the day. Her first date with Sy. She’d taken extra care in the shower, less clumsy, thank God! She shaved her legs because she had chosen to wear a knee-length blue dress with a scoop neck and cap sleeves in wrinkle-proof Jersey knit since it would be in her tote bag all day. She was not shaving because she thought anything would happen tonight with Sy. She didn’t think she was ready.

That is, she was ready, but, only physically. Emotionally, mentally, she would need to prepare for him a bit longer before taking him as a lover. She hoped he was on the same page.

He had an appointment in the early afternoon. He greeted her with his warm “Hello, sunshine.” Following it up by telling her how pretty she looked today, causing blush to burn in her cheeks. She’d reciprocated, even though he was in his typical tee and shorts look. It was still true. They got on their usual bikes to warm up for about 15 minutes, and then took to the leg press to try to advance his strengthening.

“I’m really proud of your progress! You wouldn’t have been able to do this much weight two weeks ago!” She encouraged him.

“Yeah?”

“Absolutely. Now, we are going to do some drills next. Simple ones, but they aren’t going to be fun for you. I’ve chosen to do them on your last day of the week for a reason. You may be sore. Ice and whatever you take OTC if you must. Ibuprofen or acetaminophen. But try the ice first. It shouldn’t be too bad.”

“Okay.” He conceded, dejected.

“Stretching afterward.” She promised.

“Okay!” He pepped up. She knew he just loved an excuse to have her hands on him.

Later, as he lay on the mat, sweaty from the exertion of the drills, with her up there with him having to use her whole body to leverage the proper stretch out of his hip flexors, she felt the heavy weight of his gaze. She tried to look anywhere but those sapphire eyes below her. They were too vulnerable. She couldn’t handle that right now. Not here.

“Shane?” Dammit, he was gonna make her.

“Hmm?” She looked down at him, smile meeting smile.

“I just…” he couldn’t seem to get out the words. But she thought she understood what he was feeling.

“I know, Sy. I know.” She gently patted his outer thigh where she had been bracing her hand for the stretch, and let his leg back down, while dismounting the mat, as well.

“Well, that’s about the hour. Any questions before I let you go?”

“Are you as excited for tonight as I am?” He asked. She chuckled. She couldn’t imagine him being more excited than she was!

“Yes! Hehe! But I still kinda meant about therapy, Sy.”

“Oh, right. Are you excited to finish up with your therapy patients at therapy today so I can pick you up from the therapy clinic and take you on our date?”

“Just because you say therapy 20 times doesn’t make it about therapy.” She laughed.

“Okay, I do have a question for you, since I’m here.”

“Shoot.” She encouraged.

He stood and held her face, taking it into a kiss so devastatingly and painfully tender, she could not process what to do next. She was leaning toward fainting. But then tackling him onto the mat again seemed an attractive option. She settled for placing her hands on his waist, ready to control the situation as need arose. But after a brief moment of slight deepening, he broke away, still holding her face in his large strong hands.

“Ahem. That’s a good question. Why don’t I have you a reply later this evening?”

“Sounds good to me, sunshine.” He grinned widely, and waved a quiet goodby to her.

She walked to the doorway of the small room to watch him walk out…his gait still uneven from his injury but improving enough that she could tell he once took very…confident strides. She could almost picture it. She sighed, forgetting herself for a moment until Anita came up behind her walking her elderly patient with a gait belt and front wheeled walker.

"Is that a bit of drool on your chin, Shane?" she said quietly, but still startling the younger therapist from her reverie.

"Oh, uh, hey." she checked her chin, absentmindedly, late in getting the joke, and rolled her eyes. "Funny, Nita. Do you need anything?"

"Nope, Gladys and I are just headed to the gym for a few minutes on the NuStep to round out her treatment." Nita grinned at Shane.

"Who was that handsome young man that just left, Shane?" Gladys asked her, as women of her…demographic tended to do.

"He's just one of our patient's Miss Gladys. But I can't tell you his name. It's against the privacy policy." She explained.

"Oh, okay. Well, if I was a few years younger, I'd let ya give him MY name…and my telephone number." she smirked with pride in herself. All three ladies giggled.

"I'm pretty sure he's spoken for, Gladys." Anita broke the news to her randy patient, smirking at her coworker.

"Shame! Well, that's one lucky young lady!" Gladys hobbled on with the walker as Anita cued her not to let the device get too far ahead of her feet. Shane was beet red from the whole interaction. At least she wouldn't have to wear blush tonight.

Her day finally finished, notes done, and final communications sent,  the most important (in her opinion, probably not her employer's) message of them all was next. The text to Sy that he could head toward the clinic to pick her up.

She touched up her eye makeup, applied another coat of mascara, and dabbed on some of her favorite lipstick in a deep red that complimented her skin tone. She also spritzed on a bit of her favorite Armani perfume before slipping on her dress and black ballet flats and sliding on a pair of simple hoop earrings. She'd had her hair pulled up all day in a clip, so it should be pleasantly wavy when she took it down…and with a bit of flipping, shaking out, and finger diffusing, it was.

She looked in the mirror. She was ready.

Was she ready? She examined herself in the full length mirror in the empty locker room at the clinic. The dress and the shoes suddenly seemed all wrong, both together and as individual pieces for the occasion. She looked great, it wasn't that…but…was it right for tonight? Should she cancel? Was she being ridiculous? Clearly she was, as she'd already sent the message telling Sy he could come get her. But the closer she got to being ready to go, the less ready she felt. Those butterflies were suddenly clawing at her esophagus, disrupting the bile in her stomach, and threatening to choke off her air supply. They were no longer pleasantly fluttering. She felt like she had a boot against her windpipe.

She was snapped out of the panic attack when she heard her phone go off. A message from Sy.

Your chariot, m'lady. Should I come in and get ya?

She grinned like a lunatic. How could she have considered calling tonight off?

Nay, m'lord, verily the gates be locked. I shall use the rear exit and meet thee around yonder forsooth.

Wow, you ran with that one. *laughing in tears emoji*

I have that tendency. Lol. *monocle wearing emoji*

She grabbed her bags, walked out the back door, and tossed the one that wasn't her purse into her vehicle, which was parked nearby and walked around to the front. He was standing on the sidewalk near that edge of the building.

The sun was just setting, and the light from it hit him so bewitchingly that it took away her breath. Not in the frightening way of the panic attack she'd just had, but in the nice way, like right before you surface from a deep dive and you know the sweet relief of oxygen is imminent. She assessed his ensemble with approval. Black books, sleek dark blue jeans, and a sapphire v-neck polo that even in the low light of near dusk made his blue eyes dance with vibrant intensity against his fading tan. His hair was starting to grow out ever so slightly, but it was still very close cropped. His beard, she could tell, had been finely groomed, combed, and styled. He looked…well, she'd never looked up the word "handsome" in the dictionary, but she imagined it would describe the image before her quite succinctly. And alternatively, Sy's image could be used as an illustration in the reference book, itself.

The best part, though, was the look on his face when he saw her.

She felt like he'd never properly looked at her, perhaps. Maybe he wasn't expecting a dress, or loose hair, or red lips. Or maybe it was a combo of the whole Date Shane package he was seeing before him. As his eyes beheld her, he almost looked confused. As if she was a stand-in. Or maybe an alien. Some body-snatcher. Only he wasn't frightened. She was having a hard time working out his expression as she'd really never seen it before, and particularly, never aimed in her direction. He said one word.

"Wow." It was reverent. Not a whisper. But barely a decibel above.

Again, her cheeks required no artificial pigmentation.

"Hey. You look…you certainly scrub up good, mister." she giggled nervously, feeling immensely awkward at her inability to properly compliment the chiseled image of Adonis before her. His every muscle hugged to perfection by the fabric covering it. How did you even begin to tell such perfection how perfect it was?

"You…Shane, I don't remember the last time I saw anyone look so beautiful." he frowned, as if trying to recall, then giving up with a smile, and leaning in to kiss her cheek. He lingered a moment to hug her, hold her as the day faded, breathe her in. She did the same. He was freshly showered and wearing cologne, as he often did, but it rarely hit her so solidly as it did tonight. She loved this scent. Woody, but earthy, with notes of bergamot, a kind of musky scent similar to amber, but more masculine, and something spicy that she loved. The combination exploded like an olfactory fireworks display.

The shirt was an unthinkably soft cotton (blended she thought perhaps with kitten, she could not stop touching it.) and the warmth of him radiated into her as his chest rose and fell over the course of his numerous breaths as they stood there holding each other and enjoying this feast for the senses.

"You ready for supper?" he asked, a faint but distinct rumble from his abdomen indicating that he most certainly was.

"Yes." she smiled up at him as he took her hand in his and led her to his truck. A Ford F150, the same sapphire blue as his shirt and his eyes. She was sensing a pattern, here. It wasn't the newest vehicle, but he had taken immaculate care of it. She felt shame for her own treatment of her Explorer, Bessie, which often functioned as storage shed, trash can, and sometimes, hotel, when she felt like a road trip on a shoestring budget. He walked her to the passenger side, opened the door for her, and helped her in, as the truck sat a bit higher than what she was used to.

"So, I have us a table saved at this great steakhouse just down the road. And then, it's supposed to be a nice night, I thought we could take a walk by the lake?"

It sounded perfect to her. Quiet and simple.

"Amazing. As long as your knee is up for a walk?"

"I've got all weekend to rest before getting tortured again." he smirked at her as he pulled the truck out of the parking lot and on the main road toward the interstate. "B'sides, who better to have with me if I start hurtin' than my PT?"

The emphasis he placed on the possessive pronoun, claiming her as HIS PT sent a delighted shiver through her that she blamed on the AC, which he promptly turned down.

He had his Spotify shuffling Kings of Leon at a low volume as they conversed lightly and pleasantly. Since it was an earlier model, even well equipped as it was, it wasn't quite ready for auxiliary or Bluetooth sound, so he'd bought one of those radio receivers that tune into an unused frequency and connect to your phone or iPod. She'd retrofitted her 2003 Ford Explorer in a similar fashion.

They were both caught a bit off guard when "Sex on Fire" came on, and tried valiantly to keep talking. But it was hard to hear anything but those lyrics. Singing of exhibitionism and dangerous sex acts that were definitely moving violations…and simply the sex being on fire. She was thankful, for once, that this song that she'd always found catchy without paying much attention to the actual lyrics, was now fading into the night as they pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant.

She remembered to wait for him to get the door for her, even though it had been ages since she'd been on a date or had any kind of romance whatsoever. He helped her down from her perch, giving her a gentlemanly moment to adjust her skirt before taking her hand and leading her into the building.

He opened the door and led her in by that lumbar lordosis that made everyone tremble and swoon. She was no exception just because she knew that part of your back was not actually called "the small" and she got perturbed when she heard it referred to as such.

"Welcome to Mark's, how can we help you?" the host greeted warmly.

"Reservation for Syverson." Sy piped up. She was used to being the voice in these situations. She was thankful not to have to for once. It was a small thing, but it was still nice.

"Right this way, folks." he grabbed two large menus, a mid sized one, and a small one, and led them to a cozy but still spacious two-top in a quiet corner of the dining area. The warm light was low and ambient, and there were real kerosene lamps on the tables, which she loved. It had the rustic ambiance of a cabin with all the refinement of any four+ star restaurant she'd ever been to. Not that she'd been to many.

"Here you are, the table you requested, and your menus. Have a look at them, and Katie will be out soon to answer questions and take your orders."

As he walked away, Sy pulled her chair out for her, and aided her sitting. His gentility was so refreshing to her, because it was so sincere and kind, and in no way oppressive or domineering, as some men seemed to use such gestures. Wielding them like a club rather than a feather. She was just used to seeing a certain side of him, teasing and silly as he was in therapy that this side of Captain Syverson, or as she may end up calling him one day, Logan, his given first name, if it pleased him, had taken her off guard.

"Nice place." she approved, looking around at he exposed beams of the ceiling and the iron and copper chandeliers and light fixtures on the wall. She also noticed quite curiously a copy of American Gothic by Grant Wood on one wall and The Kiss by Gustav Klimt on another. Such different styles to be displayed in one room. She really liked it though.

"It's one of my favorites. I try to come in every couple weeks or so." The fact that he liked steak on the regular was definitely a point in his favor. She loved it but rarely went out for it on her own. Eating out alone wasn't so bad, but it was hard to enjoy a steak dinner by one's self.

"What's your favorite cut?"

"Oh, I've tried most of them, and you can't go wrong." He assured her.

They had a crazy selection. Ribeyes, filets, sirloins, prime rib, all seasoned, smoked, topped and wrapped in every way you could imagine…it was like staring at the Netflix menu of steak. And much like she tended to do with Netflix, she relied on a classic favorite. After all, who goes for an obscure choice their first time at a new steak house?

"I'm keeping it simple and going for their prime rib and a baked potato."

"Ah, that's a perfect choice. We're getting some of their lobster mac and cheese to start, though. Unless you're allergic or something?" he added the disclaimer when he saw her eyes widen.

"Not at all, that sounds…"she was thinking "sexual," but decided instead on "heavenly."

Soon, Katie, a peppy, slender young redhead in black jeans she'd been poured into and a white T-shirt she had outgrown some time ago, descended upon their table with gusto.

"Howdy, I'm Katie and I get to take care of you fine folks this evening. What drinks and appetizers can I start y'all off with?"

Sy looked at Shane to prompt her to start.

"Sweet tea?" she half stated, half inquired. Katie nodded and jotted.

"Sure thing! Sir?" she thought her eyes sparkled when she looked at Sy…she couldn't blame her. But…she thought she could take her if she tried anything. She was certain there was a very sharp knife in the black napkin set-up at her right hand.

"Same for me, Katie. And we are also gonna need an order of your lobster mac to start and a bottle of your house cab."

"Fantastic. I'll be right back with the teas and wine after I put in for the lobster mac for ya, and then I'll take your meal order." she smiled brightly. Sy looked at Shane, though, as he replied "Wonderful."

~~~~~~~

Her instincts about the lobster mac and cheese had been spot on. She couldn’t contain her yummy noises of enjoyment which amused Sy to no end. She couldn’t imagine the steak any better.

About that, she had been completely wrong. It was so succulent, tender, and flavorful, she debated on whether or not the provided au jus and horseradish were even needed. They were also too good to resist, though.

Her potato, twice baked to the perfect tenderness had a salt brined skin, and a garlicky butter that just sung with the sour cream and chives. She was in food heaven, and even if that meant she was dead, it was fine.

He’d ordered the same entrée as she had, but took his baked potato…a bit differently.

“You don’t like sour cream?” She asked, nonplussed.

“Nah, I mean, I can eat it, but…it feels weird in my mouth. I prefer the au jus and butter, instead. It’s much more tasty.” He said, waggling his eyebrows.

“I guess I’ll take your word for it.” She laughed.

“You’re welcome to try mine when I get it all doctored you how I like it!”

She did, right from his fork. And he was right about it being so flavorful, but she preferred the mild, creamier texture of her own side with the savory notes of her steak.

They ate and enjoyed each other’s company and conversation.

“Ya know, Sy, I totally had you pegged as a beer man, instead of a wine guy.” She said, as she brought her own glass of the deep red liquid to her mouth and nose, inhaling the bouquet before she took her sip.

“Normally, you’d be right. With a burger, pizza, sometimes tacos or what not, definitely. But I can’t do beer with steak. It’s gotta be wine. Red. And full-bodied.” He held her gaze as he drank from his own glass. Why did he have to look at her like that when he said those kinds of words? Her cheeks were warm from more than the booze.

For desert, they shared a decadent marbled brownie/blondie a la mode. He’d had the idea to slide his chair so he was sharing a corner of the table with her, rather than looking across it at her. Purely so they didn’t have to keep sliding the dessert…not so their knees would brush against one another now and then, or so they could feel the heat radiating from one another’s bodies…but actually, exactly for those reasons.

“Last bite is to you, Sy.” She set her fork down, full to bursting.

“Are you kiddin’? My mama’d tan my hide if she knew I took the last bite from my date.”

“You’re being gallant, actually! Rescuing me from a certain belly ache.” She patted her small but slightly rounded tummy. She did like her food, and was no gym rat, after all. He didn't seemed to mind. Yet.

“How 'bout we share the last bite?” He suggested.

“Technically that’s not physically possible. Becau…”

He interrupted what was going to be an intellectual explanation of why no matter how small you cut up a bite, the remaining bit was still technically one bite, and couldn’t be shared.

“No. Shh. I know you’re smart. You got nothin’ to prove here. I’m gonna cut what’s left in half until I get a bite you’re willing to take. Okay?” She nodded.

He only had to take the fork to it twice before she conceded, also letting him feed her, feigning paralysis from the food coma. She held the fork tightly between her lips, making him work to pull it from her mouth. She looked innocent, but she was an intentional little shit.

“You're so cute when you eat.”

“Said no one ever!” She held her hand over her face.

“You are, though. You enjoy the food. Experience it. It’s like you’re…getting a story from it, or something. Like it’s…almost like it’s entertaining you, I don’t know. It’s just…beautiful.” He leaned his elbow onto the table, supporting his head in his hand as he looked at her.

"Well, sometimes I think I like food a little TOO much for my own good." she lamented, reaching for the cabernet only to have it snatched by her date. He uncorked it and dispensed a generous pour for her, and topped off his own glass, killing the bottle.

"No such thing. Like I said about the wine, full bodied is the way to go. Nothin' wrong with a little cushion." he winked at her. She could not resist finishing a rhyme she'd always heard about the desirability of curvy girls…for the pushin,' and hoped the flush in her cheeks from the wine was enough to disguise the deepening color from the current blush she was feeling thinking of Sy…pushin' her cushions…but something tipped him off to her distraction.

"What's on yer mind, sunshine?"

"I'm wondering if you're prepared to carry me on this walk we're planning, actually." It was possible to think more than one thing, after all. "I don't know how I'll ever even walk again."

"Ah, give it fifteen minutes. Finish up your sweet tea, and by the time we're done with our walk, you'll want an ice cream cone."

"Ha, doubtful." But she was ashamed to admit, ice cream already didn't sound bad. Vanilla…maybe pistachio….no, coffee! In a waffle cone…with fudge drizzle…and almonds…maybe she had a problem.

"You ready to go?" he asked.

She nodded. He flagged down Katie and gave her cash, and what one might call a benevolent tip. They left the warm steakhouse, and entered the breezy late summer evening, the humid air seeming thick with promises.

Up Next: Chapter Six-Sensory Integration 2

[babypaulchen]

babypaulchen’s fanfic recs

Most of these fanfics are shippy, some are gen (no ships). Please feel free to recommend me some fics as well!

Firstly, The Other Side of Midnight is my favorite Rammstein fic! “Till and Paul tell each tales to pass a sleepless night.” Paul and Till share stories about how they fucked Schneider, basically. I really like this one because one of Paul’s stories takes place in Feeling B era and I soak that shit up like a sponge. Plus it’s written beautifully. Like, this is one of those fics that makes me envious it’s so damn good. Read it or else!!!!

Fried Eggs and Honey - “Feeling B are just becoming established, but Paul wants more. He doesn’t know exactly what it is that he wants, though - not until he meets the shy, mysterious Till.” A super cute fic that I read all in one night. It’s written so realistically and casually that you can’t help but feel like you’ve lived the moment. I love fics that actually feel genuine. And Till is adorable. And Paul is so Paul. This fic literally had me punching the bed because they wrote Paul so spot-on. His faults and flaws, when he was young. Read this one. It’s so cute and perfect and the romance is written so realistically and ahhhh

Heroic & Durable by @zigratbites - “Paul has an accident on stage, but decides the show must go on anyway. This leads to some yelling, h/c and kissing.” Another great, wonderful, perfect fic where they capture Paul’s personality well. He’s a dedicated dumbass who will do whatever it takes to get something done well, and this shows in this fic. The side of Chrispaul does not hurt one bit, either. Love this one so much!!!

My Girl. by @till-hammer - “Frau Schneider comes out of her shell, but only for him.” this is Till/Schneider! this fic is SO GOOD I want more like this. exploration of character and gender is a favorite of mine. def recommend this one. love love love it

führe mich, halte mich by @slashs-head-is-fuzzy​ - “Paul and Christoph impulse fuck after leading each other on with regular cuddling sessions.” LEGIT ONE OF MY FAV FICS AHHHH this fic is for me and naturally I requested Paul topping. I adore how Paul is written, and the smut is sehr gut ahhh 

sehnsucht ist so grausam by @lunarcorvid​ - “As they wrap up the shoot for Du Hast, Till finds himself staring at the pistol that Schneider still has tucked into the back of his pants.” A++++ this is so hot lmao gun play can be so good if written well

Lied der unruhevollen Jugend by @wiener-blut - “After spending some time at a party, Christoph and Paul meander back to Paul’s flat, wasted, to have some more fun.” I LOVE THIS FIC another Feeling B era fic, done by the lovely Lily, for my birthday ;w; It’s so cute and fun and she is always so spot-on when it comes to portraying their personalities. Def read!!

Scent - “Paul is careless; Christoph gets mad.” I love this one. It’s short, but so so sweet. I’m a sucker for fluff. And they wrote them both well, too. It’s so cute ahhhh

You Make Me Perfect by @krispy-posts​ - No summary, but basically domestic Schneider and Paul being cute before delving into smut. I am sooo weak for the beginning domesticity, and also the mention of chubby WHDT era Paul. I’ve reread this fic so often. I adore it ;o;

Jetzt hab’ ich dich by @wiener-blut - “Attending a sophisticated ball, a particular man catches her eye.” A DRSG ‘98 AU where the reader is attending the ball and Paul approaches and dances with you ahhHHHHH I LOVE THIS ONE IT MAKES ME MELT

ich will eure blicke spuehren by @lunarcorvid​ - “Till and Richard need to work off some post-show adrenaline when they get back to the hotel room. Richard has an idea involving cigarettes.” I have a thing for smoking and Richard casually lighting up while sitting on Till’s dick is super hot lol

Rock Star - “Till overhears things on the tour bus.” Paul and Schneider flirt, with Till sitting in another room, hearing it. It’s from Till’s perspective. It’s really cute and funny!! Inspired by this pic:

rein, raus - “ Paul could never shut up, especially at the most important of times. Like when fucking with Christoph on a tour bus while their band mates are sleeping.” summary says it all LMAO I think this was the first smutty Rammfic I read and actually enjoyed.

All My Marks On Your Skin - “Paul can’t remember when seeing Schneider’s claim on his skin became such an essential part of his life.” Post-concert fic where they stand in front of a mirror and Schneider touches his bruises! It’s Good™.

the strings that change the faces of men by @slashs-head-is-fuzzy - “Richard initiates something with Ollie. Schneider joins in on the fun. It all remains among friends, of course.” a very nicely written threesome fic!! I adore how Richard is written in this and the smut is EXCELLENT

Fluffy Slippers by @writing-rammstein (go and read all of her fics honestly, they’re all cute and perfect) -  “For the prompt: ‘can u hook a gal up with some good ol reader/paul hugging?‘” A request made by me LMAO This is super cute and sweet, I love it so much T__T

Herr Lorenz - “ After an inconsiderate joke, Flake feels insecure. Paul might just have the solution to it.” Feeling B era!! This was one of the first Rammstein fics I ever read…It’s so sweet. I love their friendship so much ahhhhh

Broken Machine by @iinchicore - “This story is set in 1994, during the time Rammstein stayed in Eichwalde to work on the songs for their first record, Herzeleid. The plot mainly focuses on Flake's struggle dealing with his speech disorder.” This one is so relatable and touching. I love this dynamic between Till and Flake and the writing is BEAUTIFUL ackkk please read!!

So seid recht gut auf allen Wegen (So be good in all your journeys) by @prismabird​ -  “Far from home for the first time, Till finds solace from the unfamiliar in the arms of the familiar (based on Till, Richard, and Oli’s first trip to America in 1993).” So far, this fic is REALLY enjoyable to read. I love the element of friendship and reliance on each other. It’s a fun read, albeit sprinkled with some angst. I have laughed a couple times, and I related to Richard’s struggle with language.

Scar Tissue -  “While Till and Paul attempt to get on with their lives and repair an alreay damaged relationship, the band are also dealing with their bandmate who is suffering from a serious addiction.” This one is really, very good. I love the TillPaul aspect, but it’s very bittersweet. This fic is so sad, it nearly brought me to tears hhhh

Du riechst so gut - “Paul finds Schneider's scarf while he is cleaning up the hotel-room he's in for the moment. He really had just intended to use it to block out the light but- well, he's not going to complain about what happens instead.” this writing is excellent, and the smut is very enjoyable. I adore any author that includes realism: Schneider’s inexperience and sloppiness in attempting to blow Paul is really appreciated.

Heart of the Matter by @weitweg-vonmir​ - “Paul received a heart transplant from a stranger that saved his life. Now, a year later, that stranger's lover comes to meet the recipient of the transplant.” man this fic is like a punch to the gut. honestly, I’m seldom ever moved by angst fic, but this one legit made me cry, thinking about how fucked up and sad this whole situation is. you can only feel true sympathy for both sides of this. excellently written A+

Nähe des Geliebten by @naraism​ - “It's New Year's Day and the boys (Paul and Richard) finally have some free time just for themselves.” so soft and warm throughout it....such nice writing, too. and ugghh TOP PAUL IS MY WEAKNESS overall a really enjoyable fic!!

Together - It has no summary but basically Ollie and Paul go to the stage of where they’re going to perform to get a feel for it, and cute stuff happens. I wish there was more Ollie/Paul out there ),:

Let Me See You Stripped by @wiener-blut - “Post concert, Paul submerges himself in an indulgent fantasy with Schneider.” this one is a bday gift for me and it is SOOOO good lmaooo lily knows what i likes B) good shit

Wir halten uns den Arm (We hold each other by the arm) - “Paul and Richard spend some quality time together.” I found this more cute than sexy. I like how they wrote Paul in this!!

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For the sake of full coverage, I wanted to include my personal favorites of my own works. This is more or less in order from #1 favorite.

Ich Will Eure Hände Sehen - “A six-man group of criminals, lead by Till, operate in early 2000's Berlin. A series of occurrences, both good and bad.” This is my baby lmao it’s been with me since I first joined the fandom, and I really need to finish it. I love the characters sm... prob the most effort I’ve put into any of my fanfics in a long time ♡

Mein Tier - “Frau Schneider keeps to herself, unusually so. Her weekly life consists only of work, and staying at home. Unbeknownst to the people around her, Schneider goes home every day to five loyal dogs. Dogs who are unaware of their state of captivity. Dogs who are not truly dogs, but men with their humanity deteriorated to that of beasts. But they are more than happy to be cared for by their neurotic, loving master.” I’m so fond of this fic; I love all of the characters, and the dynamics. it is so fun to write for!! ♡

Reconnecting - “Paul and Schneider used to have an on-and-off-again sexual relationship when they were younger. Now it's 2017, and something has reignited.” I LOVE this one. Schneider/Paul is my OTP, and this was the one time I shoved all my Feelings for them into a fic. it’s so soft and intimate

Stripping Away the Layers - “It's been a while since their last "session". It seems Schneider has to reteach Paul how to obey. Unlike Till, who has always striven to please him, Paul clings to his pride. Schneider manages to rip it from him. He always does.” THIS ONE IS SO HOT THAT’S ALL HDSFFGL I’m really pleased with how it came out. The spanking part is my FAVORITE love this one...

This Is How This Night Is Going to Go - “Following the hectic evening of being followed around by documenting cameras, Paul and Schneider find some privacy away from the others. Paul doesn't really appreciate what he pulled earlier at the party.” the first smut fic I wrote for Schneider/Paul! I adore how I managed to write Paul in this one. he’s so bold and it’s hot lmao ♡

Red Ribbon - “Taking place in the 19th century, Schneider visits a whorehouse with intention of hiring the services of a male prostitute. It seems there are a few new additions. One in red catches his eye.” I’m mostly really proud of the second chapter... I love the pace of it, and the developing relationship. writing in different time periods is also sooo fun (plus ngl I really love prostitute AUs)

Worth the Risk - “Ollie visits Schneider in the secrecy of the night at a secluded villa where they're currently producing their newest album. He and Schneider make use of their bandmates' absence.” a super indulgent, super kinky Schneider/Ollie fic that I’ve reread multiple times just because I feel like I got it just right; it’s pretty damn hot lol

A Rocky Start - “Paul gets up earlier than Flake, and decides to make them breakfast. Soon enough, Flake joins him with a lovely surprise. Paul was never the best at resisting temptation.” I couldn’t get this idea out of my head while at work, and I’m really pleased that I managed to get it into words just how I envisioned it... so soft and warm and sexy ♡ I love this ship so much and I hope you give it a chance!!

And that’s about it! My greatest recommendation is exploring Rammstein fanfic as a whole, it’s another world of fandom that I feel deserves more recognition. Don’t be shy to test the waters!

[plaguedmoon]

Been a hot minute since I’ve done one of these bad boys. Thanks for the tag. 💕

Three Ships: One that’s been on my mind lately thanks to a friend has been their OC x Nemona. They have this OC named Harley who goes to the academy in Paldea to get away from some stuff that went down during her gym challenge in Galar and ends up meeting the ever so battle-enthused Nemona. She is the same age as Nemona (mid-late teens) and the two start off as friends but then someone ends up giving the other an Applin and it’s just the sweetest thing. They’re so cute. 🥹

Another is a little remnant from my Arcana fandom days but I also love thinking about Nadia x Asra x Julian sometimes cause they just work so well together. Whether its platonic or romantic, I love it.

Gotta give a shout-out to my love for The Case Study of Vanitas tho cause I love Dominique x Noé. Noé and Vanitas are close second as a platonic ship, though

First Ship: I gotta really dive far back for this one but I think the first ship I shipped was GerIta from Hetalia. (I was in middle school, it was a time… If you know, you know. 💀)

Last Song: Yakusoku by Suga Shikao

Last Movie: Spider-Man: Across the Spiderverse (FINALLY saw it last night and I am still trying to process what I saw, in a good way.)

Currently Reading: Oshi no Ko - Aka Akasaka

I got too impatient after watching the most recent episode and needed to see what happened next, so now I’m just reading through the manga, lol.

Currently Writing: Haven’t written any fics or anything in literal years but I do some more self-indulgent short drabbles every now and then. Predominantly just been roleplaying and writing stuff out for my Pokémon OC, though.

If anyone is interested in a researcher from the Area Zero Expedition and the shenanigans they get up to, feel free to snoop around my ask/rp blog ( @area-zero-rogue )

Tagging: @s-fellows-art , @fluffy-bats-appreciator , @scolopendress-tag and @anxiouscervidae (if anyone else wants to do it, feel free to!)

Tag people you’d like to know better

Thank you @klarionthewizard for this

Three ships: Link/Zelda also Mipha/Link (fish wife did not deserve what happened to her.) Maedhros/ therapy

First ship: I can’t even remember, probably Aragorn/Arwen

Last song: either Ræb’s lament or blood upon the snow (you have to be in a ‘mood’ to write Maedhros)

Last movie: the quiet man with John Wayne and Maureen O’Hara

Currently reading: a bunch of fanfics (mostly Star Wars, the silmarillion, the Legend of Zelda )

Currently writing: Maedhros in Hyrule. I think Maedhros would survive and thrive in breath of the wild era Hyrule, and Link needs a backpack leash.

I’m poking @mellifexfarm @musewrangler @firestorm78583 @eatyourdamnpears @egginfroggin with a stick

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Evak Fics - Public Sex

There were a lot to look through for this one so I’m bound to make mistakes. Let me know if I forgot a whole category of public sex or what fics I’m missing from this list.

** PDA (no smut) ** Outdoor/Tent/Car Sex ** With People Around Them ** Public Bathroom ** Other Public Sex

***** PDA (no smut) *****

nape of his neck he made his descent by boxesofflowers, Eeyoreneedsahug (232 words)

where is home? by retts (576 words) - Moving in, the Isak and Even way

Seriøst? by CiaraSky (716 words) - Isak and Even go Ice Skating.

can i borrow a kiss? by spoopydumpling (1.2k words) - The boys pregame at Isak and Even’s place, then head off to a party with a large amount of drinking and a whole lot of flirting.

We are by ReadingDreams07 (1.4k words) - The au where Isak starts to do more PDA because the first years wouldn’t stop looking at this boyfriend.

Let’s go home by nneazzz (1.5k words) - This is a sequel to Evak texting:) Light PDA. Some homophobia.

For science by nofeartina (1.9k words) - The smut in this is not in public. Prompt fill for: Isak getting all worked up from “neck stuff” at inappropriate times

(Not so) Public Displays of Affection by radiantarrow (2.3k words) - five times Isak was comfortable with PDA around his friends, and the one time he was comfortable with it in public

Push by nofeartina (2.9k words) - So, normally, Even tries to be supportive of Isak’s ban on PDA. But sometimes, like tonight, he just hates it. (With smut)

affection by alotofphandoms (3.3k words) - Isak notices something enticing Even starts doing, and Isak can’t help getting flustered every time.

***** Outdoor/Tent/Car Sex *****

ease away by Skamtrash (984 words) - Even turns Isak on while eating a banana. They fuck it out in the backyard.

Cotton Candy Pink by riyku (1.4k words) - It’s the kinda place where a seventeen year old boy in knee highs and a short schoolgirl skirt can belly up to the bar and order a beer for himself and another for his boyfriend, and the bartender won’t say a word. Dark alley sex.

Frisky by evaksskam (1.8k words) - “Officer, I know you’re frisking me and all, but what the fuck? Your hand is on my dick?” Isak asked, trying to keep calm. Car sex.

Pulls Me In Enough to Keep Me Guessing by plumclouds (2.2k words) - Even partakes in a traditional hunt. He doesn’t expect anything to come out of it, but the night has many surprises in store. They’re all named Isak.

Packing Heat by Laika_the_husband (2.3k words) - Even and Isak are lost on a road trip. There is an airsoft gun in the glove compartment. Isak really likes the way Even looks holding it. Car sex.

if you know you’re in love and he feel like the one by orphan_account (2.4k words) - A sequel. “Are we going to your place?” “Nah, my parents are home,” “So… the car? We’ll park somewhere?” Isak asks, smiling shyly.

Mouse Hunt by Laika_the_husband (2.4k words) - A fluffy smutty summery fun with Isakitty and his kitten daddy Even. Isak has arranged a surprise for Even, to explore felinity further. Forest sex.

Come For Me by cami_soul (2.6k words) - Isak and Even go camping, but I don’t really talk about the camping. lol Very light Dom/Sub action. Even pushing Isak’s boundaries, in a good way.

you the one that i’m feeling, you the one that i’m loving by orphan_account (3.1k words) - A sequel. “I’m horny,” Isak breathes out against his neck as he plants a wet kiss there. Even knows he must taste like sweat. “We need to go somewhere so you can fuck me.” They fuck outside.

I want everything with you by MeOnly (3.1k words) - Isak and Even goes out to the countryside to hike in the mountains and camp. Even will soon move to Stockholm to study at the University and how it will affect the two of them is still unclear. They need to talk … and maybe use that tent too.

The second time I followed you home by Tuii (3.5k words) - When they had left Oslo at the end of May to do a tour of the Scandinavia, there was no way he would have thought he would find this beautiful boy in Denmark. That he would fall in love and end up traveling with him instead of his own squad. Camping.

what I have is right here by arindwell (3.5k words) - Listen, it’s not like Even’s been pining away for Isak, stuck in the hot swelter of summertime Oslo. He’s been fine on his own, really. Outdoor sex plus bearded Isak.

in the backcountry by Jules1398 (3.7k words) - Isak hates camping, but his time at Nissen has come to a close and his friends wanted to do a big trip together, so he figures three days in Ytre Hvaler National Park can’t be that bad until he finds out they’re camping in the backcountry. Luckily he meets a dashing blond guy with space in his tent that’s near actual bathrooms.

Long Boi Season by Laika_the_husband (3.8k words) - humanoid. Long bois are in season and Isak is determined to catch himself one. He gets what he wished for, and more. Forest sex.

these are just a couple of my cravings by Treehouse (4.2k words) - A festival a couple of hours drive from Oslo, just the two of them. There’s always people around them, in kollektivet, at Even’s place and Even has longed for this - to have Isak to himself. Sex in a camper.

the thing you didn’t know you wanted by Treehouse (4.5k  words) - Isak feels his cheeks go red just from looking at the box. He reads the short description on the side. Male vibrating prostate massager. Wireless remote control, USB charger, seven stimulation patterns. Fuck. A little bit of balcony sex.

Take a deep breath, baby (let me in) by nofeartina (4.5k words) - Even only pauses for a brief second before he continues zipping the tent closed and says, “You or me?” Isak turns around all the way and he’s such a sight like this. On his knees, face tilted down, eyes half-lidded and seductive. Tent sex.

Burning One Hell of a Something by MacksDramaticShenanigans (5k words) - Even’s sharp inhale was audible, and suddenly it seemed as though all the air in the tent had been removed. The whole atmosphere felt electrically charged, and Isak could feel his entire body thrumming with anticipation like it was a livewire. Tent sex.

Sommernatt by Bewa (5.1k words) - Even grabs his hand and start walking, pulling Isak along. “You know how I don’t like not knowing what’s about to happen?” Isak says as they walk across the road and down to the river close by. “I know.” Even giggles. “That’s why it’s so much fun.” Swimming.

In the backseat by sherllycolmpels (5.3k words) - It takes Even a few moments to see what Isak is doing, but when he sees, he has a really hard time looking at the road in front of them.

Back to the Backseat by sherllycolmpels (2.7k words) - A sequel. The one where Isak and Even are doing it in the backseat of their car. Again. Plus bathroom sex in the beginning.

Summer by DickAnderton (5.8k words) - Isak and Even have been crushing on each other for a whole year when their paths finally cross at a hipster music festival during summer break and they spend the night together.

All of Me by MinilocIsland (5.9k words) - Luckily, Isak knows just how to catch Even when he falls. (Or, as in this case: when his attempt at taking Isak camping doesn’t go as planned).

(I know, I know) I make it hard to let go by colazitron (6.2k words) - Isak and Even go camping. Isak wants to look at the stars. Even wants to look at Isak. One thing leads to another.

(all its own work, no) vacation by colazitron (1.7k words) - A sequel. Isak and Even are feeling a little frisky after waking up on the morning of their overnigh camping trip.

live happily with sugar on by colazitron (9k words) - While Even tries to work up the courage to approach the cute boy on the tram, the cute boy approaches him. Berries are involved. And a garden.

Take Me As I Am by givemesumaurgravy (9.9k words) - the one in which Isak is the coach of Even’s daughter’s football team and Even likes Isak’s bum. One day there’s a parent football game and Isak, just maybe, starts hitting on Even and, just maybe, Even gives in. Roadhead.

RoadHead by Skamtrash: Chapter 1 - Its the beginning of summer and Even and Isak are on a roadtrip to Even’s cousins house to ring in the summer. Car sex   Chapter 2 - Even’s cousins are throwing a pool party later. Even cant stop touching Isak in the pool.    Chapter 5 - In the woods.  

Nowhere to go (now) by nofeartina (12k words) - This fic is part of the amazing series, Rearranged. It’ll be best to read the previous parts first. Things are good, it’s so fucking comfortable between them that Isak is just waiting for the other shoe to drop. Balcony sex at a party.

Trollbundet/Spellbound by Crazyheart (16k words) - A summer fling soulmate AU. Isak has graduated from Nissen and he’s attending Trolsk (Enchanting), an alternative Fair/music festival with his friends. When he meets a guy called Even, they bond. However, Even is reluctant about bonding. Is a summer fling all they will have?

Can you feel the Love tonight? by skambition (17k words) - When Even let his gaze scan the masses, he caught a pair of green eyes staring at him shamelessly. Even raised an eyebrow, before looking the guy up and down. Tent sex. DELETED :( 

Skamløs by Skamtrash (18k words) - Even is Isak’s professor and they have a thing going on. Car sex. DELETED :(  

Beneath the Milky Way by sweetfire (31k words) - Isak is looking forward to a trip into the Norwegian wilderness with his friends before they all start their post-Nissen lives, hoping to get in some relaxation and bonding time with them. Cue Even, their hot wilderness guide, who instantly turns Isak into a flustered, blushing mess.

An Affair by skamsnake (33k words) - ‘An Affair’-inspired AU, featuring a sweet and innocent substitute teacher and a hot and confident third year student in all the scenes we already know and love. Sex in the woods. DELETED :(  

***** With People Around Them *****

Not so boring movie after all by Tuii (623 words) - Isak’s mind easily wonders to sex. And without actually doing it on purpose, he notices that his hand is wondering up on Evens thigh, towards his croch. At the movie theater.

prompts and one shots by noeller: Chapter 3 - Isak blows Even while their friends sit right in front of them   Chapter 4 - 3 times their friends accidently find out way too much about their sex life   Chapter 5 - Their friends see the scratches on Even   Chapter 6 - Magnus walks in on them having sex  

The Dance Floor by Tuii (1k words) - The club is full of people and noise and lights but Even has eyes only for his own man, those long legs and that amazing ass and his long neck and beautiful lips. On the dance floor.

Bus Drabble by Laika_the_husband (821 words) - A tiny little thing where Isak plays with Even on a bus ride. Just some silly filth.

Magnus is Confused About Gay by lovetommo (1.1k words) - Magnus kinda spies on Isak and Even a little bit.

The Things You Do by Skamtrash (1.2k words) - Even gets Isak off during a meeting in the auditorium

Kinky Boys by Skamtrash (2.7k words) - Even has a exhibitionism kink, he likes getting frisky in public. On a road trip with the boys, the couple tries to fulfill Evens needs

Masters of Impatience by Victory4 (3.5k words) - Isak is being a bit of a brat to everyone. Even knows how to chill him out. All while they’re having a movie night with their friends.

we’re lost in the heat of the moment (and i’m moving in you) by empty_venom (6.3k words) - Thanks to Eskild, Isak had no choice but to wear a tiny, skimpy, black cheerleaders outfit with Daddy emblazoned across the front of the crop top to a party where he meets Even and ends up on his lap in a room full of people.

The Beach by Laika_the_husband (7.4k words) - The one where they get banned from the beach

Chapter 4 of Hand In Hand by unfancyandy (10k words) - Even gets handsy in a movie theater.  

Oslo 05:59 by unfancyandy (15k words) - Isak meets a young man one night during a gay orgy at an underground sex club in Oslo. After building a special connection, they meet outside the club where they realize not everything was as perfect as it seemed.

***** Public Bathroom *****

cherry popsicle by cammm (1.1k words) - Even sucks his popsicle like it’s a dick and Isak says something about it. And then it escalates.

maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea by evenplussisak (1.1k words) - Isak and Even have sex in the bathroom where they first met

The one where they dance real close by colazitron (1.3k words) - They’re definitely not the only ones on the dancefloor taking things a little Far, but they go to find the bathroom anyway.

Monday 12:46 by anaisanais (1.6k words) - Even sexts Isak during class and they decide to ditch classes.

bathroom visits by cammm (1.7k words) - Isak steals Even away at lunch to go have some fun in the bathroom.

You Get Me Fired Up by HazyCosmicJive (2.8k words) - Isak has a public bathroom kink. Isak fucks Even in a university bathroom

i guess we should get a room by orphan_account (2.8k words) - Isak and Even are horrible hosts and friends. Technically it’s not a public bathroom but their friends are right there in their apartment.

so you play it wild by birthmarks (orphan_account) (3.1k words) - Before, during, and after Isak and Even made out at school on that fateful Wednesday.

I’ll Come With My Boyfriend by glbertblythes (3.1k words) - isak is kind of in love with even – isak kind of asks even to be his pretend boyfriend to a wedding.

Peep Show by riyku (3.5k words) - This might be the kinkiest thing Isak’s ever done, the only kinky thing he’s ever done, but he’s committed to it by now, and screw it, he’s gonna give this guy something worth watching. Plus exhibitionism.

The Booth by Laika_the_husband (5.3k words) - Featuring genderplay, glory hole, and Magnus.

Orion’s Nebula by thekardemomme (5.6k words) - Even Bech Næsheim was enrolled in an astronomy class for one reason and one reason only: the cute ass boy he saw standing in the registration line. University bathroom.

When I See You, I Keep Getting Chills by plumclouds (8.8k words) - Isak is asked to be Even’s tutor by his teachers. It doesn’t go like anyone’s expecting it to.

Back to Back by unfancyandy (13k words) - 5 times Isak’s obsessed with Even’s back and 1 time it’s a little different. A little bit of bathroom sex.

we still fuck by evak1isak (13k words) - Isak and Even had broken up. Period. But they couldn’t keep their hands off each other.

For Your Little Trooper by colazitron, nofeartina (15k words) - It’s bad enough that he has to sit here with his hand around his dick, milking his knot, in the school toilets no less - but apparently now he has company. Or the one where they meet while knotting in the school toilets. Public masturbation.

All this and heaven too by champagneleftie, nofeartina (28k words) - The first time, it’s just a hookup, a quick blowjob in a club bathroom. The next time Isak pretends he’s never seen him before. But maybe that’s because they’re at church. And the pastor is Isak’s dad.

A Silky Nightmare by Fxckxxp (40k words) - This is an AU set in the summer of 1970 based on the coordinates in the season 3 Skam header, which leads to Kjærlighetskarusellen (the love carousel): a public urinal doubling as a secret meeting spot for gay men before homosexual acts were decriminalized in Norway.

Alphabet Aerobics by nofeartina : Chapter 3: Z - Bathroom at a party sex.  Chapter 13: U - University bathroom sex. 

(WIP) take me to the stars by iriswests (230k words) - last update Aug 2017. Isak thinks Even is pretentious and impractical. Even thinks Isak is arrogant and uptight. They’re not each other’s biggest fans, even if they do happen to have spectacular sex on a very, very drunken night. They have public sex somewhere in chapter 5.

***** Other Public Sex *****

Smutty Tumblr Prompts and Drabbles by isaksforelsket: Chapter 4 - Isak is really loud in bed  Chapter 7 - This one should be in the 'with people around’ category but it’s easier to put it here.   Chapter 11 - Vibrator in public  

Work by Tuii (1k words) - “Put your headphones on, sit and watch.” says the message from Isak and it’s followed with a link to a Youtube video.

But if you are, I am quite alright, hiding today by notcooljimmysteve (1.1k words) - They go to the beach.

you can still see my ankles by cammm (1.3k words) - Isak and Even go clothing shopping. Even hates it. His height makes shopping difficult but Isak is a good boyfriend. He tried his best to cheer Even up. Implied public sex. No smut.

Vibrator by evak1isak (2.1k words) - Even buys Isak a vibrator which he can control so that his boyfriend can have it on all day. Isak, though, didn’t expect his friends to find out. (They don’t actually have sex in public)

let’s go somewhere they might discover us (sometimes it’s better when it’s publicly) by orphan_account (2.3k words) - Even and Isak fuck in a classroom.

Psycho by sensualstalker (2.4k words) - Even goes looking for Isak after school only to find him doing a different kind of after school activity. Locker room, shower sex.

poolside convo by ohsusie (2.4k words) - "Isak,” he says, swimming closer until they’re right in front of each other, looking into each other’s eyes, and Isak’s probably trying to tell him to stop, they can’t lose this stupid bet, but Even can’t handle it anymore and wraps his arms around him, pulling him closer. “Fuck, baby. You drive me crazy.” Pool sex.

Take me Higher by HazyCosmicJive (3k words) - “Hey lets sneak off and fuck in the locker room”. “Wtf Even, no”

just a little bit out of my limit by theyellowcurtains (3k words) - Isak is pissed about where he got placed for work experience, that is until he meets his fine ass supervisor.

Fitnessboys. by Krumme (5.8k words) - Isak promised Eskild to go to the gym. Even is, of course, there. First meeting. Pining, eventual smut.

watch me fall at your feet (all to make you feel complete) by empty_venom (6.1k words) - They’ve been out Christmas shopping for almost two hours now, and Isak’s been bored since about thirty minutes in. And when Isak gets bored, Isak gets annoying. Changing room fun.

Overtime by Laika_the_husband (6.5k words) - Isak smiles as he steps inside and opens his messenger bag. He pulls out a black toiletry bag and when he sees how Even’s eyes are glued onto it he feels like purring. Yes. He has brought the mobile sex kit with him. He is prepared to use it. Office sex plus sex tape.

Winter Cabin by alijan (7.5k words) - The boys overhear Isak and Even at the cabin.

More than enough by nofeartina (7.7k words) - Sounds travel in Kollektivet. Which is a problem when you can’t keep your hands off each other and Linn and Eskild are eating breakfast in the kitchen next door. But then you’ll just have to (try to) be quiet…

Where the Lovelight Gleams by Sabeley (7.9k words) - the one where Even and Isak are stuck at different Christmas parties, but they’re determined to have sex anyway. Phone sex in a public place.

I’m Always Here by nofeartina (9.3k words) - “Did you know that Even is working this summer? At that pool at the Plaza?” Jonas says. Isak actually sits up in excitement at this. “Fuck yeah!” Lifeguard Even. Shower sex.

(WIP) Loud and clear by Bulle (9.7k words) - Isak is loud when it comes to what goes down in bed. It’s not just quiet moans and small whines. It’s loud moans, whines and he’s awfully verbal too.

The Lifeguard by evak1isak (11k words) - In which Isak and his friends spend some weeks at Eva’s cabin during the summer, and Isak happens to develop a crush on the local pool’s lifeguard.

All I Ever Wanted by MinilocIsland (14k words) - Isak is such a good friend. Probably the best there is. How else could he explain that he’s agreed to join Magnus to this place deep in the woods for six full days of silence, meditation, and utter boredom? One thing, he knows. There’s nothing exciting for him there. Right?

I call'em as I see'em…But Sometimes I Don’t See So Well by HazyCosmicJive (15k words) - Isak just wants to study, he doesn’t want a new roommate who walks around naked all the time and constantly tests his patience. Featuring gym locker room sex.

Blanket Fort Gospel by Sabeley (58k words) - Isak Valtersen met the love of his life when he was eleven years old. It was a truth he had long tried to deny, but it was the truth nevertheless. Church sex.

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hey guess what uuuuuuh. today apparently was sompfd thoughts day™ on discord so I came up with a super cute n fluffy Hardzzello headcanon! this was all fueled by Joe's birthday post for Ben and the video of Ben gettin kissed on the cheek 😌 big help came from @walking-in-a-daze by making noises of encouragement at me while I spammed the chat with my brain barf lol, and for helping me to get the perfect final scene 🤭

(1,3k words oopsie)

ok without further ado, some very emotional thoughts™ about two headasses:

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the thought of Ben and Joe just slowly getting more comfortable with physical contact!!!

like they are just friends first, of course. 

but both of them get very touchy-feely when drunk

it starts with just a hand on the shoulder or a pat on the back. 

or a hug with some extra room for the holy spirit in the crotch area at the end of the  night

but as months go on they get hella comfortable w each other

like public dancing

holding hands

touching their faces

kissing cheeks

idk I just get so soft thinking about them being so sweet and intimate and uuh BABIES

mmmmm the thought of them both being piss drunk one night and

idk Ben gets lost somewhere and Joe is so worried and runs around like "where is Benny?????"

and Ben just shows up after 15 minutes like "sowwy I was at the loo and aiming was hard lmao"

and Joe is so relieved that he's ok, he hugs him soo tightly

and when he finally let's go he cradles Ben's face in his hands and looks into his eyes and says how worried he was and how happy he is that he's fine

and Ben just giggles non stop because he's kinda embarrassed but also so happy 

AAAAAAAAA I'm gonna punch a wall

like I imagine the rest of the gang being there too, Gwil, Rami, Lucy etc.

they are not nearly as drunk as those two and they find it so cute but also constantly have to roll their eyes at those idiots

lovely thought: one of them *accidentally* takes home the other

like they talk about something while they are on their way home and they are really captured by the conversation 

and then it's just "oh we are at your flat Joe"

so Ben's like "I really should get going but-"

and then they talk another 20 minutes at the door step

and Joes just like "c'mon man. please come in. you can crash in my bed, I'll take the couch"

so they get in and they keep talking and Joe starts to get some bedding for the couch

but Ben feels kinda bad like "joe buddy, cmzon, I'll take the couch. I don't want your old man back to feel stiff tomorrow morning" with a wink

like the cheeky piece of shit he is lol

which ends in a lil fight because Joe is "old" but Ben is the guest!

but it's a king-size bed so it wouldn't even be that awkward

they just both look at it for a second, then at each other and 

they BoTH would REALLY love to sleep next to each other. to.. to feel each others warmth uhm

but they are both too pusseyy™ to admit that of course

the situation gets kinda tense

because who will say they want it first??

the answer is no one

but in the end one can talk the other into at least sharing the bed

so the bed is absolutely big enough for both of them, they got plenty of space, even jesus would approve.

but they unconsciously inch closer to each other in their sleep 

shocking, I know

and they wake up somehow spooning

plot twist of the century. revolutionary

I'm imagining Ben as the big spoon because he's bigger. y'know, wider. buff bapey boy

oh and Joe is awake already for like half an hour in the morning but he doesn't want to move because he feels so warm and save in Ben's ARMS. have you seen those guns? magnificent

it's a little awkward when they both wake up finally and Ben just keeps apologizing, feeling like he overstepped boundaries

so Joe has to stop his rambling

and they have a somehow uncomfortable but also intimate talk about how this is not a big deal and everything

about how they both are comfortable with being so physically close AAA 😩

it's very soft but also fueled by sexual tension y'know

Joe is able to talk about this in a very calm and collected manner 

but on the inside hes screaming to himself

about how in love he is 

it's one of those angel vs devil inside-dialogues like  "TELL HIM" "no I can't" "you COWARD" "HE'S MY FRIEND" "YOU LOVE HIM" "so WHAT if I do but he's my BRO" "BRO THAT YOU'D LIKE TO FU-" "shuT UP"

after they talked and made peace with the situation they get breakfast together uwu

or brunch. with mimosas like a true couple

but the are just friends!!!!!!! ;) ;) ;)

but they both still think a lot about their current situation

Ben might feels very conflicted and doesn't know how to handle this stuff and all those new emotions

he just never felt like that before

he just has this... fragile bro masculinity

the classic "I'm not gay but if I was.." dilemma oh poor baby

but now they BOTH constantly have the "I'm not gay I just love my friend" thought and honestly that makes me crack tf up

like. "I love him I would die for him oh my god! but I'M NOT G-" 

and one day Joe just has to talk about it with someone 

he just has to get it off his chest

and so he spills the beans to Gwil like "idk bro I just love him and he's my best friend and I just wanna spend all my free time with him. I mean I'm not gay but sometimes I imagine living in a cottage with Ben and 4 adopted dogs and two goats. we could grow our own vegetables in the garden too. I saw this YouTube video about this one lady that-"

and Gwil just goes "Joe that is so gay please stop lying to yourself"

a Joe's just like :O

so Gwil's like "listen. maybe you are not gay gay, as in homosexual BUT. you are very gay for Ben and that's honestly not a surprise to me anymore because I've been watching you two for some time now and wow. might as well just propose already you dumb bitch"

and Joe's just like

so Ben also goes for advice from Gwil

poor Gwil has to deal with all this bullshit :/

Ben's like "Gwil I need to talk to you about Joe" and Gwil just sighs and looks into the camera like he's on the office

Ben's kinda mad at himself because why the fuck would he feel feelings like this???

he currently is very irritated by said feelings and how he's not able to handle them

Ben's like "never in my life have I been soft, I don't know what to do?!"

and Gwil says "Ben you literally cried last week when we watched Aristocats"

so Gwil is trying to calmly explain to Ben that it's ok for him to feel like this and that he gets it, that it can be scary and weird at first but Ben still should be true to himself etc etc

and Ben's just like "..... ok. But. WHAT IF I AM JUST STUPID and Joe only likes me as a bro"

this goes back and forth for a while and Gwil tries his best to stay neutral 

because he really doesn't want to intervene too much by telling Ben about his talk with Joe

but after the 6th time of Ben doubting everything he snaps

"BEN GET YOUR FUCKING HEAD OUTA YA ASS YOU BLIND IDIOT bloody hell! first him and now you! why can't you just both be blunt and TALK?!"

"first him.. what?"

and Gwil just goes "I shouldn't have said that. I should NOT have said that" like full-on Hagrid in the philosopher's stone

and Ben's takes his time realizing what Gwil just said and his brain slowly begins to connect the dots

so the situations just them staring at each other like

Gwil:

Ben:

anyway, this is the end. I would love to let them fuck but uuh. dumbasses don't deserve it yet. this would need a, as @cherries-n-rocknroll fittingly described it, good short 15k pining fic! I agree, but I can't do that 💞

if you got this far, thank you, I hope you got to laugh as much as we did! ✨♥️

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(about the whole fic writer asks, except those answered now) the story specific ones have to be about 'but if you really hold me tight' - I love all your cxg fics and it's the longest one :D) it's just I'm thinking of getting back to writing and since you're of my favorites authors out there now i'd love to get some insight. kudos for being cool about it!

Hello!  Okay first of all thank you so much, that is a ridiculously big compliment and my face hurts.  And yes yes yes you should definitely write if you feel like writing - just go for it!  If you have any specific questions or you want a pep talk or whatever, message any time :) 

Okay I’m gonna put these under a Read More because wall of text.

2) What fandoms do you write for and do you have a particular favourite if you write for more than one?Right now only Crazy Ex Girlfriend.  I wrote for Criminal Minds under a different name then had a gap of several years.  I’m pretty far removed from CM now but I can safely say writing for CXG has been a nicer experience community wise (partly a smaller fandom thing and I suspect partly a demographic thing), and there’s more established character stuff to work with because all the character development isn’t like…  Crammed in the five minutes they have to work with either side of the crime solving.

3) Do you prefer writing OC’s or reader inserts? Explain your answer.I don’t really do either, but reader inserts are kind of a squick of mine honestly, so I’m gonna say OCs.  I’ve only written OC kids though.

4) What is your favourite genre to write for?I am not entirely sure what this means…  Fic genre?  Original media genre?  I have only ever written romance or friendship stuff for TV shows, an odd balance of fluff and angst?

5) If you had to choose a favourite out of all of your multi chaptered stories, which would it be and why?Mmm let the sun inside has a special place in my heart because it was the thing that got me back into writing after a really long gap and turned out pretty much how I wanted it to.  Writing it was just a very intense ‘I am writing again and my brain is on fire’ experience for me.

7) When is your preferred time to write?I would love to have a less dysfunctional answer to this, but probably between 1 and 4am unfortunately?  That can’t be a thing on work nights because I get up at 6.30.  If I can get myself on a roll early afternoon in a coffee shop though, that’s a better feeling.  Just… Less common than ‘the rest of the world around me is asleep and my brain just woke up’.

8) Where do you take your inspiration from?Oh everywhere.  The media I write fic about.  The stories I read.  My life, my friends.  The world.

9) In but if you really hold me tight, what’s your favourite scene that you wrote?Oh god I really don’t know.  This story is really hard for me to have perspective on because of the ridiculously time pressured way I wrote and published it.  I’m probably proudest of chapter 12, where they discuss the ‘do we want a baby’ question properly, because that just…  Is an important conversation that you don’t really see in media?  I’m not sure it’s the best writing in the story, but I’m glad I didn’t chicken out of it.  I also enjoyed writing Rebecca meeting Plimpton Senior in chapter 19, because that feels like an opportunity the show missed and I will never see enough versions of it in fic honestly.  (Do you have a favourite?)

10) In but if you really hold me tight, why did you decide to end it like that? Did you have an alternative ending in mind?That one was pretty much always going to end where it did – just because of the format, it was always going to end in a fluffy happy place around midnight on the 1st of January 2021. The last chapter was going to be longer originally, with more characters getting a moment, but it was just getting kind of unfocused – Rebecca POV can handle tone shifts pretty well I think because of the way her brain is wired, but at some point it all just got a bit messy so I pared it back.  I think I’m pleased with how it turned out, but the chaos of writing it is still fresh enough that it’s hard to tell!

11) Have you ever amended a story due to criticisms you’ve received after posting it?Nah, but I’ve fixed typos (thank you @what-the-elle-n!)

13) Who is your least favourite character to write for? Why?I find Valencia and Paula pretty difficult.  I love them, but I struggle.

14) How did you come up with the title - You can ask about multiple stories.(Since it says multiple and since I only have 3 currently…)  Everything I’ve published for CXG so far has had song lyric titles – mostly because I am not good at poetic turns of phrase, and I like lyricists who are.  (I’m also not a particularly romantic person, and I like lyricists who are!)

let the sun inside is from Ribcage by elbow.  The full line is ‘I wanted to explode – to pull my ribs apart and let the sun inside’, which feels to me like that feeling of having bottled everything up for so long that you just can’t feel anything anymore until you kind of break down and come out the other side?  And Rebecca = sunshine, so.  That is basically the premise of the story, so that was a stroke of luck.

the landing light is from K2 by elbow (I swear I listen to other music, they just have words that really lend themselves to fanfic titles lol).  I have a whole meta thing written to publish alongside the last chapter about why this song for this story, but basically the line is ‘Dickhead’s done a runner and he’s wondering if anyone cares – is the landing light on?’ which is just someone far from home feeling a bit stupid and homesick and wondering if there’s anybody waiting at home for him.  And of course Nathaniel comes home to a totally miserable situation and there Rebecca is.

but if you really hold me tight…  It had to be a lyric from a Christmas song, preferably one Frank Sinatra sang at some point, because that was the playlist I started listening to in mid-October while outlining this madness.  So it’s from Let It Snow, obviously, although that exact line is not in that version, ssshhhhhh (he sings ‘but if you’ll only hold me tight’).  I chose it because R&N being a team and getting through stuff together in a mostly-fluff-but-not-entirely way was kind of what I was aiming for, and it just felt like it fit.

15) If you write OC’s, how do you decide on their names?I kind of have an OC coming up in a story I’m writing now, and I just… Knew who named them, and tried to choose a name those people would choose.  I don’t really do OCs much in fic, but in not-fic (it’s been a while!) I try to go for a name that (1) means something, and importantly (2) I can imagine their parents having named them.

16) How did you come up with the idea for but if you really hold me tight?So a writer I used to read a lot from the Criminal Minds fandom did a Christmas fic a couple of years in a row – one short, mostly fluffy chapter for each day from the 1st-25th of December.  So that was the plan.  Except as soon as I started outlining it, I knew I couldn’t write an entire month fluffy and problem-free for these two (for anyone, but especially these two), so short and fluffy didn’t stick!

17) Post a line from a WIP that you’re working on.“I’ve gotten better at a lot of things since you’ve been away, but my self-deception skills have taken a real hit.”

18) Do you have any abandoned WIP’s? What made you abandon them?Yeah, I abandoned a few Criminal Minds fics.  I still feel bad about them actually – I get comments on them occasionally. (On the offchance anyone reading this is someone who feels nervous about commenting on old stories – these delight me in ways you cannot imagine.)  I ran out of steam in a lot of ways – I started them without any real idea where I was going and wrote myself into a corner, mostly, but also I was starting to really struggle to write unprompted.  I am not the most mentally well person, and I just got my brain into this spirally tangle where I thought nobody wanted to read anything they hadn’t asked for, so I filled a lot of prompts but couldn’t convince myself to write anything else.  It feels really weird to think about that now, which I guess is a good sign…

19) Are there any stories that you’ve written that you’d really love to do a sequel to?I toy with following the emotional arc of S4 but following let the sun inside sometimes – that was the plan, when I originally finished it and was panicking that I would never get another idea.  Also, but if you really hold me tight created a world of warm domesticity for R&N that I felt really sad leaving behind, so I would probably like to write in the timeline again.  And the landing light might get a oneshot sequel, depending on whether I end it the way I think I’m going to or the way I was originally planning to…

20) Are there any stories that you wished you’d ended differently?No, not in this fandom.  I’ve only written two endings though!  I’ve ended on some real cheeseball final lines in the past though.

21) Tell me about another writer(s) who you admire? What is it about them that you admire?@heartbash, who can do plot and slow-burn in a way my impatient ass will never be capable of.  @justwanted2dance who deserves a million flame emojis and writes BDSM stuff in a way that makes my anxious brain comfy enough to enjoy it (literally nobody else has achieved this).  @pictureofsoph1sticatedgrace who writes the loveliest fluff and is a badass individual.  @notbang and @anthropologicalhands and @catty-words and @akisazame and @romansuzume who write beautifully and can do those poetic turns of phrase I am not good at.  I’ve got to be forgetting someone but wowww there is so much talent and creativity in this lil room.  So many people to be inspired by.

22) Do you have a story that you look back on and cringe when you reread it?God yes, but not in this fandom.  It’s fine, 19 or 20 year old me, you were learning.

23) Do you prefer listening to music when you’re writing or do you need silence?Silence.  Or like white noise or the Hufflepuff Common Room 10 hour ASMR video on youtube or something lol.  Anything with words just ruins me – my attention span is laughable.

25) Have you ever cried whilst writing a story?Ha yes actually, but I’m really not entirely sure why.  Sometimes my brain is just a really weird place to be.

26) Which part of but if you really hold me tight was the hardest to write?It depends how you measure hardest, I guess.  Several of the smut scenes just said ‘[insert sex]’ for the longest time, sometimes with descriptions?  So like ‘[insert feelingsy sex]’ or whatever lol.  In terms of getting voices right (like to the point of still being unsure whether it’s any good), this gurl group chapter.  

27) Do you make a general outline for your stories or do you just go with the flow?It really depends.  Usually I know roughly where I’m going and how I’m getting there and that’s good enough for me, but my NaNo fic got an outline because of the format and timescale. And I’m planning a thing with an actual plot arc (gasp!) so that’s getting an outline, in the hope of making it look vaguely romance novel shaped.  Basically it depends on the length of the thing for me, and how plotty it is.

28) What is something you wished you’d known before you started posting fanfiction?Writing advice: if you’re struggling to move past a particular point, the thing you need to change is probably a few lines back.  It’s rarely the last line that painted you into the corner. If you think something needs to come out, paste it into an outtakes document – you might want to put it somewhere else later, or salvage lines from it or whatever, and it’s just easier to let go if you’re not actually hitting delete.

Posting advice: remember fandom is community – everyone is here because they love the thing you love.  They’re gonna be excited there’s a new story to read, and they’re rooting for you!  (Write the thing!)

29) Do you have a story that you feel doesn’t get as much love as you’d like?Nahh I mean, it’s a smaallll fandom.

30) In contrast to 29 is there a story which gets lots of love which you kinda eye roll at?Again, smaaalll.  (Also I try not to publicly eye roll at things other people love even if they are my things – there’s nothing quite like loving a song just for the band to be like ‘ugh I fucking hate that song’, so I always try to keep that in mind.)

31) Send me a fic recommendation and I’ll post it for my followers to see! (The asker is to send the rec not the answerer)You did not send me a rec!  Feel free to send me one now!  In fact, open call, everyone send me fic recs, even if I’ve definitely read them.

32) Are any of your characters based on real people?Mm no I don’t do OCs.

33) What’s the biggest compliment you’ve gotten?I mean, I enjoyed hearing that someone read my story in the corner at a party lol, especially because it was a chapter I was pretty pleased with and nervous about.  Also any time anybody says something I wrote is a headcanon or ‘this should have happened in the show’ is a glittery feeling. When somebody notices a little clue or detail that isn’t obvious, it makes me ridiculously happy.  Humans reading my thing then saying something about it is still crazy, so, yeah.

34) What’s the harshest criticism you’ve gotten?Story time: my old fandom has this one character who has a lot of pretty hardcore stans.  I mostly dislike the word stan but like…  Yeah.  So anyway, I got an email saying I had a new comment on my ficlet collection (keeping in mind I was in my ‘very unhealthy relationship with feedback’ stage at this point), and clicked on it all happy, and all it said was ‘I didn’t read this because another comment said it doesn’t contain enough *stanned character* and you really should warn people upfront that he isn’t gonna be in it, I’m glad I didn’t waste my time on it’.  Which was just…  A bizarre comment.  Like, commenting to say you didn’t read the thing is weird in itself, but also you list the characters who are in the thing, not all the ones who aren’t?? Anyway, I then went on my tumblr and I had several anon messages that were just straight up hate along the same lines and…  Yeah.  The Criminal Minds fandom was a strange place. On a related note, have I told you today that I love you, CXG people?  I love you.

35) Do you share your story ideas with anyone else or do you keep them close to your chest?I am basically always up with talking stuff through with people.

36) Can you give us a spoiler for one of your WIP’s?This is actually difficult to do right now.  There’s a baby?

37) What’s the funniest story you’ve written?I mean, I made myself laugh a couple of times in my festive fic, but I’m more of a ‘this one line is funny’ writer than a ‘this story is funny’ writer.  I’m too angsty!

38) If you could collab with any other writer on here, who would it be? (Perhaps this question will inspire some collabs!) If you’re shy, don’t tag the blog, just name it.This question is faaar too terrifying.  I’ve actually never collabed with anyone, I’d love to though.

39) Do you prefer first, second or third person?Third.  I think because I’ve only written for TV shows, no matter how closely you’re following one character, if you’re seeing them on a screen, you’re in third person.  So it’s just an extra struggle to make that jump to another POV for me.  I have written my not-fanfic mostly in first though, and I’ve read some lovely fic in first and second.  I’m just not good at it.

40) Do people know you write fanfiction?One person.

41) What’s your favourite minor character you’ve written?Hmmmm who is minor, really?  I find AJ difficult but fun.

43) Has anyone ever guessed the plot twist of one of your fics before you posted it?I don’t write anything plotty enough for this to be a thing!

44) What is the last line you wrote?“Mm, because you know how irresistible your weird old timey voices are.”

45) What spurs you on during the writing process?I want people to read the thing, honestly.  It’s a ‘reach out my lonely haaand’ moment with a little less melodrama.  I want it to be out in the world doing what it’s meant to do.  I also want it to be finished so I can read it – I get a very particular kind of happy feeling from reading a good sentence I wrote.

46) I really loved but if you really hold me tight. If you were ever to do a sequel, what do you think might happen in it?Lol it felt really weird to type that in there when you didn’t actually say it directly, but you said all so here we are!  I’m just gonna take that compliment even though I wrote it…  When I started coming to the end of writing that story, I started to feel really sad about leaving behind the warm domestic feel of it, so if I ever feel more domestic fluff coming on, probably it’ll be set after that.  

47) Here’s a fic title - insert a made up title. What would this story be about?You did not insert a made up title!  Although insert a made up title has potential for Rebecca hounding everyone she knows to help her title a song she wrote.

48) What’s your favourite trope to write?Is ‘let’s have an actual conversation about this’ a trope because that’s my brand so far!  I haven’t written anything particularly tropey, I don’t think, although the pull of ‘omg there was only one bed’ is strong right now!

49) Can you remember the first fic you read? What was it about?Yes!  It was a Criminal Minds fic, Hotch/Prentiss, canon compliant (ish) missing scenes kind of deal.  I can’t remember the first CXG fic I read, which is ridiculous because it was a lot more recent.  I started writing CXG fic before I started looking for it, because I hadn’t been inspired to write in so long that I didn’t want to scare myself away.  I read some before publishing, but I can’t remember where I started.

50) If you could write only angst, fluff or smut for the rest of your writing life, which would it be and why?I can only dream of being mentally stable enough to have a consistent answer to this lol.  Angst comes more naturally to me, but writing angsty characters into happy situations is one of the ways I make sense of the world, so…  Fluff, maybe, as long as I can keep the characters screwed up, because they just…  Are.  And like, same.

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When You’re Home

This is for @peraltasames for the @b99fandomevents fic exchange! I am very sorry this came a day late, I had the fic finished by the deadline but after a quick read through I realized it desperately needed another draft. I would’ve felt horrible if I gave you a fic I felt wasnt good enough even for my standards. I hope it’s worth the wait though! If not, I apologize immensely lol

Prompt 1: jake and amy’s first night back together after the ambulance scene in coral palms pt 3 + fluffy reunion goodness. (I hope this fic is what you asked for maybe not)

Getting Jake through his apartment door in his crutches shouldn’t have been as hard as it was, but through all the giggling and fooling around they were doing, there were more than a couple instances in which he almost fell flat on his face. And that only made things more difficult, his clumsiness making Amy laugh louder and their process all the more sloppy. It also didn’t help that Amy couldn’t let go of him, she wouldn’t let go of him. A hand on his back, his arm, his waist. A kiss to his cheek, or shoulder, or the corner of his mouth. Her touch made Jake’s focus fall flat and she couldn’t be bothered to watch where she was going. At one point, when she shut the door behind him, she accidentally kicked him in his bad leg which released a pained groan through his teeth. His leg was still pretty sore, but the giddiness of being with Amy distracted him enough of it, so that kick served a good reminder. She snorted out a sorry and took a step away from him to keep from further injuring him.

Now that he’s entered the apartment, he takes a moment to soak it all in. It looks exactly like it did when he left it. The only evidence that it’s been kept a bit is that the bed is made and the room doesn’t have the smell of dust he expected. And since he hasn’t fixed his bed since the first few weeks he started dating Amy, he imagines she probably has something to do with it. It feels a little like a dream, to be back to his home after spending so long in that muddy, sweaty, trash town. He’s filled with so much relief he could cry, instead he releases the almost overwhelming emotion through a laugh of disbelief. 

“Do you need help getting changed?” Amy asks, pulling him out of his reverie. She’s already heading toward his drawer where she knows he keeps his pajamas, she’s been especially acquainted with it these past few months. 

“Oh definitely, the painkillers they prescribed me with is messing with my head a little bit, my balance is kind of off and I can’t move it too much,” he says. Amy nods sympathetically and hands him a stack of his pajamas. She uses her newly free hand to anchor herself so she can reach up for a lingering kiss, for no other reason other than she really wants to.

“Let me know when you need help, because I know you can take off your own shirt,” she says.

“Oh, but it’s so much more fun when you do it,” he teases. She rolls her eyes and heads back to his drawer to pull out another shirt of his and a pair of his boxers. She does have her own clothes here, having left some astray from when she would stay over, and even more from when she would tidy up his apartment during the six months he was away. Though she forgoes her own shirts in favor for one of his own, the smell of him overwhelming her senses when she pulls it over her head too hard to resist. She’s pulling her pants off her ankles when Jake speaks again. 

“Alright, uh, I may need your help now,” She turns to see him looking down at his shoes in defeat and waving his good foot to gesture petulantly. It’s so ridiculous she can’t help giggling more exaggerated than necessary. They’ve both been doing that a lot since they were dismissed home. 

“Does it hurt?” She walks over after finishing dressing to get in his view. Jake stills when he sees what she’s chosen to wear for the night. The old NYPD T-shirt of his way too big on her and he’s not that surprised to see the flannel of her chosen shorts peeking out the hem. Not only does she look absolutely adorable, seeing her with his clothes on is a real turn on. A goofy grin forms on his face.

“You look cute,” he purses his lips to ward off a laugh

“Oh my god, stop.” But the laugh bursts from his chest anyway and he lifts his eyes back up to hers. “Answer me, does it hurt?”

“Not that much, but the stitches are really sore.” Amy hums and kneels down in front of him. Maybe Amy should have thought a bit more before doing that an action so easily sexualized, because when she looks up at him he’s looking down at her with a stupid smirk.

“Wow, this has got to be the hottest image I’ve ever seen,” he says with a breathlessness that makes heat well up from the tips of her ears down to her neck, as well as a mischievousness that makes her give him a smack on his good leg with the back of her hand. 

“Shut up, I’m trying to help you,” she says, gently prying his shoe off his sensitive foot, he flinches once but fortunately gets it off without much problem.

“And then after, it’s sexy sexy time?” he asks, rolling his torso and waggling his eyebrows at her. 

“You can barely clothe yourself and you wanna have sex?” She teases, pulling off the second shoe. Soon, Jake knows she’s up to no good when she reaches her fingers to graze the button of his shorts. It’s quickly unbuttoned and he gulps at the flirtatious quirk of the eyebrow she throws his way. She grabs a hold of the zipper and almost too slowly drags it down, her salacious eyes never leaving his to soak up his reaction. The muscles of his abdomen clench when her fingers mischievously, purposefully, glide on his cock as she does so. And she uses the same speed to pull down the shorts until it plops to the floor. 

“There are some other, um, non-strenuous stuff we can do,” he croaks. He originally meant it to be a joke, but now he’s not so sure if it is anymore after that display, and now that Amy’s lightly raking her nails on his thighs. And he hasn’t seen his girlfriend in so long, the slightest thing she does cause the blood from his brain to rush down to where she’s so close to him. During the time where he wasn’t sure when he would see her again, (something inside of him even wondering if he’d ever see her again) the thought of being with her, feeling her, loving her consumed his every thought. And right now, she’s actually here, flesh and blood, teasingly biting her lip at him with grazing hands just going away from where he wants her most. 

“Only if you’re good.” She breaks the spell abruptly when she stands back up, but still presses her lips to his through giggles when she sees the absolutely wrecked look on his face. Before Amy let’s it deepen too much she pulls away, Jake slightly chasing after her lips while she goes. 

“Ames, you can’t just tease me like that, I am a very weak man,” he whines and Amy’s accompanying chuckle is full of mischief and mirth. She stands up straight and sobers up soon after, and readjusts her ponytail while she speaks. 

“Are you tired? Because if you’re not I can bring you some hot chocolate,” she asks him. He is tired, now that the adrenaline of the day is passing he’s starting to feel just how tired he is. He wants to fight it though, wants to make up for so much lost time and hold her in his arms. He can’t do that if he’s nursing a cup of hot chocolate.

“No thanks babe, I’m just going to stay in bed, but I’m holding you to that offer tomorrow morning. All I could find over in Florida was really shitty packet hot chocolate. It was Swiss Miss city Ames!” Maybe they could even make the trip to her favorite Polish place and it’ll be like nothing’s been different the last six months.

Amy nods and helps him scoot back into the bed before crawling in with him. Jake had no other choice but to lay on his back, but Amy took advantage by straddling his waist. He immediately put his hands on her hips and willingly accepts her hundredth kiss today.

“I missed you,” she whispers, her heart feeling a bit constricted with just how much and with just how much joy she’s feeling at no longer having to.

“I missed you too.”

“And I love you… so much,” Amy says. He is hauntingly reminded of that day before he left, and those same words that were exchanged between them before his world fell apart. It sends an ache to his stomach, to where he still isn’t fully convinced that he’s back, and has her back. 

“I love you so much too,” he responds, and he’s sure that his cheeks will eventually pain him if he continues to smile the way he is. 

Both of them still have things to work through, tears still need to be shed and serious conversations still needs to be had eventually. Their six months apart was so hard on them, with truly no contact along with the small fear in the back of their heads that convinced them the other was in danger. They should maybe even call a therapist at this rate. But they weren’t going to deal with that right now, that was a tomorrow issue. Right now they’re living in the bliss of finally being back home and focusing solely on their neediness for each other.

Amy presses her forehead to his as he speaks. 

“Hey, if boxers are technically underwear, are you wearing anything underneath that,” Jake asks, a finger flicking at her waistband. She pulls back enough to look down at him and runs her hands through the stupid frosted tips she’s going to eventually need to address. 

“Why don’t you find out, detective.” 

[cuddleslutloki]

2018 fics, a year in review

i’m a madman, but even my crazy ass probably won’t finish and post another fic in the last 6 hours of 2018, so here are all the fics i posted on ao3 this year, plus some thoughts on each!

Hemlock Honey and Silver

this was my last ever supernatural fandom fic. literally the end of an era for me since i was in the spn fandom for so damn long and wrote so much fic, about two-thirds of which has been orphaned on the archive at this point because i didn’t like the stories anymore lol. 

i do like that one, though, and i’m actually alright with it being my last ever spn/destiel fic

Fire In Your Veins

this was my first time posting thorki fic! i was so, so nervous about it, but everyone in this fandom is so chill and lovely. i still like this one, and i don’t think i write enough 69ing lmao. also this fic was obvs the start of something bigger bc. i mean. i’ve written so much damn fic now lol since i only started posting in june. i was worried that i wasn’t going to be writing anymore, or that i’d never be posting on ao3 again because it had been literally 2 full years between hemlock honey and silver and the fic that preceded it. then i fell into thorki and i started writing fic and it’s just been such a huge, huge thing. bc i’m also writing original stuff again for the first time in forever.

Underdressed and All Out of Time

a direct sequel to fire in your veins, i really like it. i felt like i was able to characterize loki fairly well in this one bc i was very insecure about the way i wrote loki when i started out

A Thousand Teeth, Yours Among Them

who doesn’t love a fic title from a hozier song? i remember writing this fic and wondering if it was any good and if my characterization was okay and still being nervous and insecure in my writing, but it’s been very well received so i kinda got my inner critic to stfu which is nice lol. i also really enjoyed doing this vignette style story

To Always Face the Sun

what if :) loki was happy :) and thor had his brother back :) lol i really liked writing this and having loki being such a little shit tbh. can we tell that i like a happy ending in fic?

Blue On Gold

so i wrote an arranged marriage fic where they never actually get married and it’s still 15.8k lmfao. also the return of the vignette style, which was fun bc i got to do short, impactful scenes and build the narrative with them. i remember sitting at my desk at work, on my phone, writing this fic, then coming home and editing on a damn tablet bc my laptop bricked earlier this year

the warmth of your doorway

i meant to capitalize the title but at this point i’ve decided to leave it lol. i really loved writing this bc i felt very confident in the way i was building the scenes and the detail i was able to incorporate. i feel like this is where i really kinda go my voice back and i start to come into my own, if that makes sense? one of my fave fics i’ve ever written tbh. there’s a longer ‘verse for this, but after i finished this fic i got too distracted by new projects to try and continue it lol

Tell Me

this was my first trans!loki fic and he’s a trans man, and god i love it. i’ve got another ftm loki story as a WIP in my gdocs bc this story showed me how much i fucking love writing trans characters, and i really enjoyed the dynamic i put into this fic. there’s a sequel planned lol it’s gonna be dirty

Interwoven

i still haven’t managed to ever find the post that inspired this damn fic and if you wonder whether that drives me up the wall the answer is yes (: and fun fact! i intentionally never describe loki’s genitals in this fic, bc i was picturing him as a trans guy since i’d just written tell me and now i have a massive obsession with writing trans romance and erotica

Tie Breaker

in this house we love and appreciate bottom thor!!! also i loved writing the sparring at the beginning. it makes me wanna write more fics w/ brutal fight scenes lol. thor’s slutty drunk cape outfit is iconic and i’m gonna read that comic just for that outfit honestly

Pretense of Subjugation

i became drunkenly obsessed with loki manspreading on the throne of asgard and this was the result. this was the first thorki fic of mine that i’d had beta’d and it was vastly, vastly improved by it. the tips @ktspree13 gave me when she helped with this fic have affected literally every single fic i’ve written since

Double and More

so this is not the first thorki fic i ever posted, of course, however it is the first i ever started writing. i got to the point where loki’s in thor’s lap and then i kinda blanked out and let the fic sit for like... 2 or 3 months? then i opened it back up and i was like “oh i like this i should finish this” which is why i don’t delete anything anymore bc there’s always a chance i’ll come back to it

Ringback Tone

y’all owe @thotki for the wondrous idea they presented in discord that ended up creating this fic. i think i wrote this fic in like 3 days bc of how much fun i was having with it. the dirty talk was my favorite thing to write in this and i remember distinctly having this [:< moment when i was daydreaming about it

Seldom All They Seem

there was an impromptu bottom thor day back on 20 oct and this fic was my contribution. we can never have enough time travel, can we? i remember i think i took like a four day weekend from work and part of my motivation was literally wanting to finish this fic in time to post it lmfao

Fluffy Thorki Sunday Ficlets

i started doing fluffy thorki sunday back when i was on bourbonbucky and i continued it here, and i’m proud that i’ve written at least 1 piece for fluffy thorki sunday every sunday since i started. i love doing fluff and smut, and honestly even when my mood has been shit, i’ve always felt motivated to try and improve it at least enough to write some nice fluff. i put all of these on ao3 once i moved blogs

Let Love Disrupt

this is another fic we owe to discord lmao. i remember posting this when i was either very drunk or very tired and having to keep going onto ao3 on my damn phone browser to correct minor shit, and some not so minor shit like a typo in the title bc at first it said “distrupt” and that’s why i only post when i’m awake and sober now lmfao

Without Fear

i love werewolves (: a whole bunch (: and this fic is something dirty and wonderful that i’m proud of and THERE’S ART bc @nekokat42 is a blessing and takes commissions. kot i love u :3

On the Other Side Like Always

i have a lot of feelings about this fic. there’s an entire future in this ‘verse that i would so love to write, but i’m stuck on where to go with it. as it stands i am satisfied with this as a story of thor and loki coming together, and a story about how loki does something out of desperation but is finally given something genuine and comforting in his life like he’s always deserved. THERE’S ART from the wondrous @boltplumart / @mrhiddles bc allie is perfect :]

Runaway

when i tell y’all i’m a trash gremlin king. i do have a thing for writing underage characters with adults (probs due to messy personal history lmfao ain’t gonna look at that too closely) and so writing this one was a fun little bit of self indulgence. also it’s dirty and really plays into codependency, which i always like writing bc it’s a fun thing to explore in fiction

Sunset Rhapsody

this fic. was supposed to be. two thousand words. at most. then thor smiled at me, as the writer, and was like “i want to own him” and we ended up with 11k of thor’s obsessive bs and loki being brutal. joking aside, i love this fic, i love what i did with it, i have an original story i wanna write for my size kink anthology that will follow a similar thread to this one. also that torture scene. i don’t recall if i ever properly wrote torture before, but this did kinda make me squirm a bit when i was writing it and if you’ve read it you know precisely which scene i’m talking about lmfao

Right to Guard

this fic was honestly very emotionally satisfying for me in a pretty visceral way. writing thor just surrendering to love and spoiling the fuck out of loki was pretty damn cathartic. 

A Bite of Lamb

me making sure i never lose my title as a trash gremlin king. honestly writing thor’s POV in this fic was like >.> at myself a couple times bc it felt distinctly dark in a way i’d never written another character. a very, very unhealthy kind of obsession and this twisted logic where he’s trying to make it all okay. i really fucking love this damn fic tho and i’m happy with how it came out. 

Seamless

i was so, so frustrated and pissed off at work that i needed to let that shit out, so that was channeled into this very guilt-ridden turned tender fic, and i really enjoyed writing it. loved writing thor taking care of his baby sister. also! KOT IS FUCKING AMAZING and drew this bc they’re such a good fucking person ;A; like they sent me a message and just said “really liked this scene” and i was D Y I N G and i still am. thank you again, kot!

The Way A Rose Blooms

this was written for the thorki secret santa exchange! i drew @chickcheney and honestly the list of prompts was so, so good. bottom thor, arranged marriage, semi-public sex and trying not to be caught, body worship. i was like “damn did i draw myself wtf” bc that is all up my alley. 

Sugar Cookie

i honestly could not think of a better fic to finish off 2018 for me than sugar cookie. porn and emotions that’s all this is, but it features loki as a trans woman being loved and appreciated as she is with nothing extra expected of her and it was so satisfying to write. it makes me want to write original romance with trans women, which i’ll definitely do bc i loved writing this hungry and tender story and i’m very happy with how i ended it. 

so that was 2018 for me!