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In which you pretend not to know your boyfriend is Kick-Ass. maybe OOC characters, I got a little carried away, and maybe mixed timeline, I haven't watched the movies in a while... Also, Dave x Mean! reader because who doesn't love that?

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“I think Kick-Ass is hotter,” you look over at Dave, licking your ice cream almost teasingly. “If I had the chance, I’d fuck his brains out.”

Dave blushed madly, rubbing his cheeks before you stand and tug on his arm. “Dave, I think we should start heading out. You’re walking me home, right?”

Dave nodded quickly, as you thought that it was best because you had been taking care of him since his injury or said that because it had been a while. “Y-Yeah! I will, I’m coming.”

He waved at his friends as you tugged him out, throwing away the napkin that previously held your ice cream cone away. “I mean it,” you said abruptly, smiling over as you held his hand. “I would fuck him so hard he wouldn’t be able to talk.”

“W-Would you?” Dave finally speaks, looking over at you as you smiled.

“Hell yeah I would.”

Later that night, Mindy stared at him as he fixed his mask. “This isn’t a good idea, Dave."

In all seriousness, he really thought she would fight him to make him stay. What he was doing was stupid, but he was about to get laid. By you. The most beautiful girl in the world.

"This," he grinned back at her. "Is an amazing idea. I'm going to get laid so fucking hard."

"What if she wants to take off your mask?"

"She won't."

"What if she recognizes your voice?"

He paused, then smiled. "When I'm nervous, my voice gets higher. She won't recognize it. I'll see you later!"

He ran out, quickly going to your home. How was he going to get in? Would he sneak in through the window you always had unlocked that was right next to your dresser? Or would he throw rocks at your window, begging for you to let him up so you could fuck him?

He started to panic, how the hell would he sneak into your house?

In nervousness, he paced in the back alleyway behind your house before his phone buzzed, your name blaring on the screen.

Y/N 8:57PM come in through the window ;)

It made him pause before he looked at your window, gasping as you stared at him with your body lit in light of your bedside lamp. He could see your bright smile as you gave him a small wave, a gulp echoing through the alley as you opened up the window a bit and leave it open with a hairbrush.

He inhaled deeply as he slowly jumped over the fence, climbing up the tree that led up to the window, easily slipping through after pushing it up before carefully pushing it down. He gasped as he looked back, staring at his reflection through the mirror from where you sat in front of your vanity.

"It's slightly... perverted to sneak into a woman's house, right?" Your fingers rubbed moisturizer into your face like he had seen you do in the nights he slept over. "Dave knows that, but I'm assuming Kick-Ass doesn't."

Dave cleared his throat, pushing his hands to cover the front of his suit, specifically over his crotch. He loved it when you said his name. "I-I uhm... you know Dave as well? I know Dave too."

He watched as you giggled. "I do know Dave, very well. But something's telling me you know him a little better than I do."

He swallowed, humming before making his voice deeper. “I-I’ve known Dave a long time… Y/N.”

“Have you now?” You stood, slowly walking over and swaying your beautiful hips before you stood in front of him. “How long?”

“M-My whole life.”

You giggled as he slowly stepped forward to meet you in the middle, your fingers trailing down his chest as you pressed firm kisses wherever your fingers went and you slowly got down on your knees, your skimpy lingerie-like pajamas. "Did Dave ever tell you what I want to do to you, Kick-Ass? Hm?"

He whimpers, his false persona of confidence never even giving the chance to rise as you kissed over the bulge that he tried to hide. "H-He did... oh fuck, he did."

"Oh, well he didn't have to tell you, right? You knew it because you are Dave, right?" You licked over the material of his suit.

His head lulled back as he nodded, groaning. "R-Right, fucking hell, please! Please, please don't stop."

You scoffed as you stood, pressing your finger to his chest. "I knew it! I knew it, you bastard, why would you keep that from me?! Did you like me gushing over your alter ego?!"

He gasped as you shoved him, a groan falling from your lips. "What? No! No, of course not!"

"For fuck's sake, Dave! What, you're such a virgin that you loved the thought of some girl talking about her fantasies with your alter ego?! Fuck you!" You groaned as you sat on your bed, covering your face to hold back your smile. This had to work.

"No! No, of course not, of course not! I'm sorry, I am so sorry," he whined as he kneeled in front of you, holding your knees. "Please, you have to understand..." He takes off his mask, whimpering as he stared up at you. "I did it to keep you safe. I didn't... I don't want you to be a target."

You inhale deeply as you pulled your hands away from your face, glaring down at him. "You promise?"

"I promise."

He inhaled deeply as you squeezed his face, raising a brow. "Well then, what are you going to do to make it up to me?"

He paused, clearing his throat as you ran your fingers through his hair. "Wh-Whatever you want me to," he whispers, swallowing loudly. "Whatever you want me to do."

Oh, you knew it would work.

Maybe that's how Dave got here, laying on his back as he sobbed underneath your touch, the vibrating cock ring settled right at his base and your tongue licking at his tip, lapping and sucking teasingly. You giggled as he squirmed underneath your touch, your hand pumping him slowly. "I don't know if you've done enough to cum, Dave. I don't think... you've made it up to me."

He whined, shaking his head as he covered his mouth. "No, no please! I'll do anything you want, just please! I need- I need to cum inside of you."

You hummed teasingly, pursing your lips. "Inside of me? You want to ask that much of me? Do you think that you've done enough to get the pleasure of cumming inside of me?"

"Yes!" He whined loudly, groaning. "Yes! Yes, I'll make you feel good, I promise!"

You hummed, pumping him even harder. "No... I don't think you can. A virgin like you? Please."

"I promise! I promise I will, I promise." He whimpered, his hips bucking into the air.

He probably could, to be honest. His cock was bigger than you could ever imagine, his girth barely able to fit into your mouth without making your jaw ache and could barely go down your throat without choking. He had the prettiest dick you'd ever seen, definitely the biggest and girthiest too, just because the last few guys you saw were fucking assholes.

"Maybe I will let you cum inside of me," you mused, humming as you sucked on his tip to make loud popping sound echo across the room. "Maybe, if I'm feeling... nice."

He whined, nodding desperately. "Fuck, please! Please, I'll do anything!"

"Where do you want to cum inside of me, baby? Dave knows I'm on birth control, but does Kick-Ass?" You giggle, rubbing his thighs as you gagged on his cock.

"C-Can I cum i-in your... in your-?"

"You can't even say it, can you?" You giggled as you switched the ring into the highest power, humming. "You want to cum... inside of me, right? That narrows things down a little bit... you want to cum inside my mouth? Or... my ass, that's going to take a minute though. Maybe my pussy? Hm? It's already stretched out for you, Dave. Inside my pussy, inside of my cunt?"

"Y-Your cunt! I want... I want to cum inside of your cunt."

You giggled. "Just don't cum as soon as I take this ring off, alright?"

He let out a loud whimper, nodding as you slowly slip it off, putting it into your mouth to suck loudly, groaning as his taste filled your mouth. He groaned as you take it from your mouth, straddling his hips and holding his cock up. You could feel your eyes roll back, humming as he whimpered. "I-I'm close, I'm so close!"

You giggled as you sunk down onto him, yelling out as he screamed out, groaning with a strong buck of his hips to bottom out inside of you and his cum filling up your stomach. You gasped loudly, whimpering as you held onto his chest, your nails digging into his skin. "H-How are you still cumming?!"

"I-I can't stop," he groaned flipping you over to hold your thighs as he pressed his face into your neck, thrusting his hips. Your eyes rolled back, groaning loudly as the loud slaps of skin against skin filled your room. "Fuck, you feel so fucking good! Better than I could ever imagine, fuck!"

You whined as your nails dug into his back, Dave pulling away for just a second with a grin. "Who's fucking who's brains out now?"

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stiles stilinski™

- let me help you by @theemporium

- you’re my friend not theirs by @messylustt

- warmth by @asterias-record-shop

- desperation by @murdrdocs

- how funny do you think teasing is now by @theemporium

- no plot needed by @ghostgardn

[kjhbsies]

KJHBSIES'S FANFIC RECOMMENDATIONS PART II

Part I.

Smut

INTERVIEW 016 with. hazel callahan by murdrdocs

Dave Lizewski smut by bianquitasunderworld

"thing" (bbf!ellie x reader) by seattlesellie

Elation (Spencer Reid x reader) by reidbae

mean older brother’s friend ellie hc’s by seattlesellie

Ellie Williams headcannons by elliewlums

just pretend (ellie williams x fem! reader) by ourautumn86

Distraction : Dave Lizewski by tangerinesilk

Fuck his brains out (Dave Lizewski x reader) by asterias-record-shop

James Potter*Switching Positions by axelsagewrites

Dry Hump- James Potter by myfictionaldreams

DONT BE SO QUICK TO WALK AWAY! | ft. Dave lizewski by euaphora

Arabella (brother's best friend! ellie williams x f!reader) by ellieswrldd

messy sex with jealous ellie by ellieslovergirl

Heaven Sent (Ellie Williams x reader) by catasplla

𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒓𝒚 - ellie williams x fem reader by ellieslittlewh0re

Angst

Once again, for the first time part II: Silver Springs (Ellie Williams x reader) by lovelettersfromluna

No Longer Yours (James Potter x Female Reader) by singmyaubade

She's All That (J.P. x Reader) by unearth1y-chi1d

Shattered (James Potter x reader) by willowbleedsonpaper

In Ruins (Spencer Reid x reader) by weehelers

Angst + Fluff

Is it chill that you’re in my head? (James Potter x reader) by boneblushed

Spencer Reid x bombshell!reader by luveline

The infinite space between you and I (e. williams) part ii. by loaksky

Spencer Reid turning into a manwhore after Maeve died by reiderwriter

I've got plans, sorry | James potter and I'll reschedule | James Potter by livinginshambles

What Was I Made For? - James Potter by once-upon-an-imagine

Misunderstandings (Sirius Black x reader) by wolfmoonmusic

All of the benefits (James Potter x reader) by astonishment

Fluff

JAMES POTTER | 10:44 ⏤KISS CAM by kquil

Hockey!James by theemporium

Bambi James by ddejavvu

Richboy!James by ddejavvu

This Spencer Reid headcannon by randomoutsiders

spencer with a famous gf, and the team finding out. by 0anonnymouslyours0

hot physiotherapist | j.potter by infictionalwonderland

Summer dress— James x fem!reader by in-between-thighs

[obsessedwithitall]

Its my BIRTHDAY

Its my birthday so here's some of my favourite fics. Some I have recommended before and some are new. Enjoy 🎂

(please make sure you read the warnings on the individual fics, some vary in content)

🌶=smut 🍌=no direct smut but mentions/implications 🌸= fluff 😡=angst 🤓=silly/humour

Harry Styles

No Strings Attached series 🌶🌸😡 (Friends with benefits) - @lilystyles

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7

Style 🌶🌶 (BFFs brother) - @lilystyles

404 🌶🌶😡 (co-workers to lovers) - @freedomfireflies

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Extra

Only Angel 🌶🌸😡 (Tattoo shop Harry x shy reader) - @cupid-styles

Part 1 Part 2

Late Night Talking 🌶🌶 (nerd!Harryx Cam!girl reader) - @cupid-styles

Silk and Rope 🌶🌶🌶 (ddlg pairing) - @cupid-styles

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

New Year's Strangers 🌸😡 (New Year's Eve fate) - @cupid-styles

Sunshine 🌸🍌😡 (Grumpy Harry x innocent reader) - @stylesloveclub

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Dylan O'Brien

Drunk reader gets picked up 🍌 (boyfriend Dylan x drunk reader) - @strangerquinns

Years of Loving You 🌸😡(🌶 in final part) (Bridgerton vibes au) - @strangerquinns

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

Friends Kiss Each Other All the Time, Right? 🌸 (New Year's Eve) - @strangerquinns

Grow Some Balls and be Honest with Her 🌸(New Year's Eve) - @strangerquinns

Breathe 🌶🌶 (HANDS) - @theinternetisfulloftrash

Unfair 🌶🌶 by (Filth) - @thankspete

Neighbours 🌶 (Lockdown) - @supernovanim

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

It's You 🌸 (Jealous Stiles) - @t-h-i-n-g

Stiles takes drunk reader home 🌸 - @twjournals

Poker Night 🌶🌶🌶 (Stiles friends to lovers) - @writingsbychlo

“I fell in love with you.” “No, you fell down the stairs." 🍌🌸(Stiles helps drunk reader home) - @fitzells

Warmth 🌶🌶 (Stiles x vampire reader) - @asterias-record-shop

Consider Fake Dating Me, Stiles 🌸🌶 (Fake dating Stiles x siren reader) - @semicolonsspace

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Sorry for the multiple tags for some people but just stop writing so many good things then.

x

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i kinda need asks that aren't requests right now... please send them in!!

I’m Bored and Anxious So I Slapped Together a List of Fan Fic Writer Asks

1. Share a song that makes you think of [fic title] 2. Do you read/reread your own fics? 3. What’s your favorite fic that you’ve written? 4. How many WIPs do you have right now? 5. What’s a fic idea you’ve had that you will never write? 6. Are there any fics from others you reread all the time? 7. How many ideas for fics do you have right now? 8. What project(s) are you currently working on? 9. Do you write every day? If you wrote today, share a sentence of what you’ve written! 10. Is there a fic that got a different response than you were expecting? 11. Do you have specific playlists for writing fics? 12. Do you have a playlist for your current WIP(s)? Share it! 13. How much planning do you do before writing? 14. If you could see one of your fics adapted into a visual medium, such as comic or film, which fan fic would you pick? 15. How do you come up with titles for your fics/chapters? 16. At what point in the process do you come up with titles? 17. What’s something you’ve learned about while doing research for a fic? 18. What’s one of your favorite lines you’ve written in a fic? 19. Give us a small teaser from one of your WIPs. 20. What’s a favorite title for a fic you’ve written? 21. Have you ever deleted an entire scene after spending hours laboring over it? If so, why? 22. Do you know how your fic will end before you start writing? 23. How do you choose where to end a chapter (if you have multi-chapter works)? 24. Share a moodboard for (one of) your current WIP(s). 25. Have you ever upset yourself with your own writing? 26. Is there something you’ve written that you would never want your family to see? 27. Is there a fic you were nervous to post/share? Why? 28. Have you ever tagged a fic “Dead Dove: Do Not Eat”? 29. Share a bit from a fic you’ll never post OR from a scene that was cut from an already posted fic. (If you don’t have either, just share a random fic idea you have that you don’t plan on getting to.) 30. Ask anything!

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WELCOME ECLIPSE MEMBERS

Stage name: Emma

Birth name: Kim Dal

Age:25

Birthday: December 17, 1999

Zodiac sign: Sagittarius

Group: Eclipse

position: Leader, lead rapper, sub-dancer, main vocalist

Nationality: British-Korean

Voice: Wendy Red Velvet 10/10

Rap: Lisa Blackpink 9/10

Dance: Yoojung, weki meki 9/10

Visual:9/10

Net worth: 70 million from solo productions

But group wise 3.8 billion

Brand ambassador: Gucci, Calvin Klein

Who she is friends with

TWICE, txt,bts itzy, IU, Stray kids, Big Bang, Jessi, blackpink, PSY, EXO, Hyuna, Everglow, Red Velvet, (G)I-DLE, Somi, Aespa, New Jeans, nmixx, Zerobaseone, Rizze, Le sserafim, Seventeen, Western artists and Fashion industry

likes

-Food, her family, her dogs, her daughter (future), shopping, , the originals, and the vampire dairies, Ariana Grande and Anime, STARS, Cake

Stage name: Aella

Birth name: Min Aera

Birthday: 2000 15, March

Zodiac sign: Pisces

Group: Eclipse

position: sub-vocalist, main rapper, lead dancer

Nationality: Korean

Voice: Hyolyn Sistar 9/10

Rap: Soyeon g-idle 10/10

Dance: Jiwoo, Nmixx 9/10

Visual: 9/10

Net worth: 70 million from solo productions

But group wise 3.8 billion

Brand ambassador: Versace, Saint Lauren

Who is she close with

TWICE, txt,bts itzy, IU, Stray kids, Big Bang, Jessi, blackpink, PSY, EXO, Hyuna, Everglow, Red Velvet, (G)I-DLE, Somi, Aespa, New Jeans, nmixx, Zerobaseone, Rizze, Le sserafim, Seventeen, Western artists and Fashion industry

Stage name: Aurora

Birth name: Jeon Byeol

Birthday: 2002 13, October

Zodiac sign: Libra

Group: Eclipse

position: Main Dancer, Lead Vocalist, Center

Nationality: French-Korean

Dance: Gooseul, Girls alert 10/10

Voice: Lee Suhyun, Akmu 9/10

Rap:Yeeun, CLC 9/10

Visual: 9/10

Net worth: 70 million from solo productions

But group wise 3.8 billion

Brand ambassador: Dior, Channel

Who is she close with

TWICE, txt,bts itzy, IU, Stray kids, Big Bang, Jessi, blackpink, PSY, EXO, Hyuna, Everglow, Red Velvet, (G)I-DLE, Somi, Aespa, New Jeans, nmixx, Zerobaseone, Rizze, Le sserafim, Seventeen, Western artists and Fashion industry

Stage name: Chaire

Birth name: Park Myeong

Birthday: 2003 12, April

Zodiac sign: Aries

Group: Eclipse

position: Lead dancer, Main vocalist, Visual

Nationality: Korean

Voice:TaeYeon, SNSD 10/10

Rap:Exy, WJSN 8/10

dance: Yeji, Itzy 10/10

Visual: 10/10

Net worth: 70 million from solo productions

But group wise 3.8 billion

Brand ambassador: Balenciaga, Fendi

Who is she close with

-TWICE, txt,bts itzy, IU, Stray kids, Big Bang, Jessi, blackpink, PSY, EXO, Hyuna, Everglow, Red Velvet, (G)I-DLE, Somi, Aespa, New Jeans, nmixx, Zerobaseone, Rizze, Le sserafim, Seventeen, Western artists and Fashion industry

Stage name: Ayla

Birth name: Park Eun-Jeong

English name: Ayla Kaiser Asteria Harmonia Ervin Loera Asterin

Birthday: August 20, 2005

Zodiac sign:Leo

Group: Eclipse

position: Maknae, Visual, sub-rapper, Main Vocalist, lead dancer

Nationality: Japanese-Korean

Voice: Jung Eun Ji, Apink 10/10

Rap: Le, Exid 9/10

Dance:Jihyo TWICE 9/10

Visual: 10/10

Net worth: 70 million from solo productions

But group wise 3.8 billion

Brand ambassador: Prada, Louis Vuitton, Alexander McQueen

Who is she close with

-TWICE, txt,bts itzy, IU, Stray kids, Big Bang, Jessi, blackpink, PSY, EXO, Hyuna, Everglow, Red Velvet, (G)I-DLE, Somi, Aespa, New Jeans, nmixx, Zerobaseone, Rizze, Le sserafim, Seventeen, Western artists and Fashion industry

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Eclipse was made in 2019, yes at first everyone was judging the company of Eclipse for debuting a very young girl that was 14 when she debut but it soon got over with as they saw her talent shining through the 14.The group grew popular throughout their careers as they gained many fans around the world and in Korea. The girl group became one of the most successful groups in the kpop history with sold out concerts and sold out albums, carrying many world records on their backs. Now with the youngest member of the group hitting her 18th year of living their decided and finding many more things about her, she got invited to a racing competition in Japan and in turn she invited all of them back. 

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Ethan inhaled deeply when he saw you open the door, dressed in nothing but a slightly see through robe.

“Ethan! You’re finally here, I was so worried. I made tea, come inside, please,” you grabbed his hand, pulling him into your apartment. “I-I don’t have a spare room and my couch isn’t very comfortable, do you mind sleeping with me? I want to make sure you’re okay.”

Ethan nodded immediately, quickly following you in as you pulled out a chair. “Please, sit down. Sit down, I made some vanilla chamomile tea! Do you like tea? It’s super sweet and hot, so if you like tea it’ll help with your throat.”

“I-I’ll have some tea,” he covers his lap with a thin napkin that did nothing to help hide his growing bulge. “Please.”

“Would you like black or red?”

“Bl-Black.”

You set down a black mug in front of him, a red in front of your own position as you giggle and start pouring tea from a small kettle. “I like the red mug better.”

He smiled as he slowly takes the mug, watching as you pause from sipping while he takes a loud gulp. “It’s r-really good.”

“You know, that mug has always been too small for other people,” you smiled. “I guess it’s perfect for you.”

He blushed madly, smiling as you giggle and put your feet into his lap. It makes him flinch, but you missed it as you take another long sip.

“Y-Y/N, I have something to tell you,” his voice was shaky as you paused, raising a brow. “I-I…”

“You’re hard?” You tilt your head, flicking off the napkin with your feet. “It’s hard to not notice, Ethan.”

He gasps as your foot starts to rub him through his jeans, whimpering as you added more pressure. “Y-Y/N, please, fuck, please.”

“Please what?” You stand, slowly dropping to your knees in front of him. “Depending on the size of your dick, I might fuck you.”

He nodded, head bobbing up and down as you slowly tap at his bulge. He whimpered, your brow raising. “Well, are you going to take off your pants or what?”

“Yes! Yes, I will,” he slips them off quickly, frantically as you hummed and rubbed at his tip, flicking it to watch his jaw clench and his cock bob. “A-Am I good enough?”

You giggled, licking his tip. “Yeah, you are.”

He couldn’t help himself, not when your mouth was hot on his cock and your chin was covered in dripping cum and saliva. Your eyes were rolled back as you deep throated him, groaning and moaning making vibrations travel up his cock while he was a moaning mess under you.

He could barely breathe, the woman of his dreams was sucking his cock like a lollipop, her hands pumping and rubbing every way that made his mind hazy. His hips buck, whimpers falling from his mouth as you pulled away for a quick breath, continuing to pump him. “Only been doing this for a few minutes and you’re already about to cum? You better bounce back quick, Landry.”

He nods immediately, whimpering. “I will, I will I promise. Please, please please please, I want to cum, can I cum?”

You hummed as you swirled your tongue around his tip, pulling him balls deep into your mouth to squeeze them in your hands, a broken scream leaving his lips as you sucked as hard as you could, eyes rolling back as he came. It didn’t stop for a while, his eyes fluttering closed as he lets out loud moans, hips bucking. You kept him in your mouth until he finished, the amount of cum spurting down your throat making you choke.

You inhaled deeply as you pulled away, wiping the cum that dribbled down your chin as he pants, whimpering as you continued to pump his softened cock. It doesn’t take him long to get hard again, your lips softly pressing against his tip.

“You gonna be a good boy and fuck me?”

He nodded his head immediately, desperately. “Yes, yes ma’am I will.”

You honestly couldn’t believe it was Ethan’s first time. He was restless, whiny and desperate as he begged for you to let him fuck you again, your cunt spent and full of his cum. He was on bad marks, cumming inside of you without permission the second time.

“No! No, please, I’ll be good,” he whines as you scoop the cum out of your pussy, pushing it into your mouth. “Please, I promise.”

You stared at his cock, bobbing over your pussy as he bucked his hips uncontrollably. “Will you be good?”

“Yes! Yes I’ll be good, I promise!” He yelled, whining as he pushed his tip against your clit to watch your hips buck. “I’ll make you feel so good, Y/N, I promise.”

You hummed as you spread your legs once again, watching as he slots himself between them and pumps his cock right above your clit. “How long have you thought about fucking me, Landry?”

“S-Since I saw you,” he whimpers, whining as he bucks his hips and begins to push into your cunt. It wasn’t like you weren’t ready, but it was as though he was harder than he had ever been before, and it made your pussy stretch wider than he had ever thought. His eyes rolled back, mouth lulling open with loud moans as you wrapped your legs around his waist. “Wanted to fuck you over the desks when I saw you in that pink skirt and white tank top, wanted to fill your pretty cunt with so much cum you could taste it.”

The thought made your eyes roll back, nails scratching down his chest with a loud whine. You never thought a virgin like Ethan Landry would be so filthy, just like you, with a breeding kink you needed almost to survive.

“Ethan! No, don’t stop, don’t stop!” You begged for the first time that night, whining loudly as you pulled him closer with your legs, not letting him pull out to pump himself. It wasn’t like he needed to, your pussy was tight enough, but he needed to slow down just a bit so he wouldn’t go painting you insides white like he wanted to.

“Y/N, please! Please, I need to cum inside of you, please! I promise, I’ll be a good fuck toy for you, I’ll pump you full of cum as much as you want, I’ll fuck you anywhere and everywhere and have it leaking out of your skirt and through your pretty fucking panties- holy shit!” He screams out as you pulled him down, kissing him for the first time that night.

He whined against your lips, tongue pushing into your mouth, desperate to taste you as your nails dragged along his back. “You’ll be a good pussy slut for me? Someone I can fuck whenever I want? Hm?”

He nodded desperately, whining. “Yes! Yes, I’ll always be hard for you, I’ll fuck you wherever you want!”

You giggle, holding back a loud moan as you dig your nails into his back. “Cum inside, Ethan, please. Please, and I’ll make sure the rest of the night is one you’ll never forget.”

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[july13th2004]

I was going to post about this yesterday, but I ultimately ended up feeling too sad to write anything (I also didn't just want this to be a text post)...

Anyway, for those of you who maybe don't know yet, Tales of Asteria will be shutting down/ending service on May 18th at noon JST (or late on May 17th if you live in North/South America)...😞

I will be forever grateful to this game for giving Kratos the four outfits in the first four screenshots, because without this game, there would probably be no official art of these outfits (especially the swimsuit one). I'm also grateful for the inclusion of his Yomiuri Land art, and I'm hoping I can preserve this art in the transfer over to Rays along with the other four.

I also just wanted to thank the nameless artists for all of the beautiful outfits/costumes they've made for not only the Symphonia cast, but for all of the other Tales games as well over the last nine years! It has truly been a wonderful experience for me to play this game the last 2.5+ years, and I don't regret any second of it (I wish I had started playing it sooner, if I'm being honest). I'm going to be very sad when this game shuts down in just two short months...

So to commemorate the game, a memorial art book is going to be released in late July, and can be preordered here (you will have to use a shopping service in order to preorder it). It's going to include about 540 pages of 4⭐ and up character art from the game, and the special edition is also going to include an around 160 page reference art/character design book along with it. Preorders run through June 25th (I think, correct me if I'm wrong, please!) or until they sell out.

I'm going to be playing this game until the very end, and a couple of the things I'm going to focus on until then is rerecording/recording Kratos' voice clips from the 6⭐ versions that I have of him, and also post screenshots of the Symphonia cast's 1 - 3⭐ art since that's not going to be included in the memorial art book, so please look forward to that over the next two months! And thank you again, Asteria!😭🙏

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why is xolo maridueña so goddamn adorable and hot?

[kvetchinglyneurotic]

Answer the questions and tag five fanfiction authors you know!

Tagged by the amazing @asteria-argo

1. How many fandoms have you written in?

One! Or two if you count original fiction as a fandom. Or three if you also count the couple of sentences of Black Sails fic that I'll hopefully get around to expanding into a full fic at some point.

2. How many years have you been writing fanfiction?

I started writing The Hedgehog's Dilemma on August 2, 2023, so about 9 months. Before that, I exclusively wrote original fic from ages 8 to 22.

3. Do you read or write more fanfiction?

Read, because reading is fast and writing is slow.

4. What is one way you've improved as a writer?

For a long time, I had a terrible case of writer over-complication syndrome, a thing I made up just now: every story I planned somehow ended up with 5+ different story lines which were at best loosely connected and each had their own cast of characters and sometimes world-building. As in, I once put "character goes to space and turns into a demigod(?)" and "ethics of dealing with a slow-acting zombie plague where people gradually transform in to zombies over the course of ~10 years" in the same story, then got overwhelmed and never wrote it. I still have a bit of this tendency, but I've gotten much better at axing plotlines that don't need to be there in the planning stage.

5. What's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

I don't know how weird it is, but I did spent more time than was probably reasonable trying to figure out what type of houseplant Higgins had in his box of office supplies in 2x02. I also found out that there are multiple record-breaking balls of twine in the US (largest ball of sisal twine by a community; largest ball of sisal twine by one person; heaviest ball of twine; largest ball of nylon twine) and figured out the route Ted and Beard could have taken on a road trip to see all of them.

6. What's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work?

I love the long, detailed type with quotes and literary analysis, but I also love the ones that are clearly just someone's instinctive reaction to the chapter, like the person who commented "oh no" on chapter 5 of THD.

7. What's the most fringe trope/topic you write about?

I don't know if anyone's noticed, but I love writing time loop/other time travel stories, and I honestly think it comes from my background studying history. One of the main ideas in history is of contigency: that events aren't the product of a single cause but rather of the confluence of many other events interacting in a specific way. Time travel in general and time loops in specific, where the characters restart each time with a clean slate, let me play around with the cause and effect in stories in a way that I really enjoy.

8. What is the hardest type of story for you to write?

I struggle a bit with fluffy, slice of life-type stories where everyone's mostly happy and everything's basically going well, which is why Flightless Birds is actually the fic that gave me the most trouble.

9. What is the easiest type?

Occasionally I'll write these short, introspective, sort of stream of consciousness fics where it's a bit ambiguous what's going on and the narrator's usually having some degree of a bad time — think All I Have (And a Little More) or Ephemera.

10. Where do you do your writing? What platform? When?

I'm currently shopping around for new writing platforms in anticipation of losing access to the university's Word license after I graduate. I'll probably go with LibreOffice since it's free and works decently well.

11. What is something you've been too nervous/intimidated to write, but would love to write one day?

Basically any Black Sails canon divergence fic because of how many moving pieces there are in the plot. I floated the hypothetical on here a while ago of what would go differently if season 1 Flint magically got end of season 4 Flint's memories because I'd love to write something with that premise but am daunted by figuring out an answer to that question.

12. What made you choose your username?

I am not good at naming things, so my ao3 username/username for main, the-sea-anemone, was basically me being like "what's a cool animal? Sea anemones, I guess? Username acquired." kvetchinglyneurotic comes from the fact that I initially created this side blog to complain about the ending to Jamie's arc with his dad, and also from the fact that I was in the hyperfixation stage where you think about the thing a solid 90% of the time while also being like. okay I do actually have other things to do so can we please focus on that instead.

I'm not sure who's been tagged yet so I'll go with @thirteenemeraldcats @jamietarttsnorthernattitude @sighonaraa @abubblingcandle

[pascalmode]

In The Stars (7 - The Bloodshed)

Hi! It's been a while! I haven't written Asteria in a long time and was randomly inspired for her today. I missed her. I hope you did too. I hope you enjoy.

Az x TOG!OC

Words: 2.9K

Warnings: Violence, blood, gore, and a lack of Azriel (the man is busy sneaking around somewhere but he'll be back in the next one so no one worry).

For a long time, two complete centuries, Asteria dreamed of freedom. And now that she has it, what to do with it evades her. 

Days and nights meld together, a handful of them passing in a quiet, yet impatient peace, the entire court still waiting to hear back from the High Lord of Summer regarding their request. 

The silver-haired Fae had slipped into a routine, rising early in the morning to train with the two Illyrians, then meeting with Rhysand for hours on end. The male and female would meet in the office where she’d been introduced to the rest of the inner circle and pour over literature that the High Lord would request from his library. 

Thick tomes of Prythian’s history; fierce battles between courts and the passing of lordship from one to another, records of naturalism that could probably be considered ancient by now, and anything else that may help her connect with the new realm that constantly rejects her. 

Of course, Rhysand would come and go from the room to tend to his Mate, who would grace them with her presence long enough that Asteria looked forward to her visits. The High Lady is someone Asteria effortlessly admires, only hoping that Feyre would say the same about her. 

Following the intense study, Asteria would retreat to her room for some much needed solitude before dinner, which is more often than not shared with the entire inner circle. Jokes would be made, and wine shared among a group that continuously chooses one another with each passing day. 

Asteria would sink into the shadows that always welcomed her, feeling like an imposter despite their desire to rope her into the conversation. 

When the meal would end and darkness would follow, Asteria would head outside after having longed for the stars relentlessly while the sun had been out. She’d sit and admire the night sky, wondering if one of the brilliant stars up above could somehow lead her home. Back to what she knows. To Erilea.

Then, like clockwork, Azriel would join her and she’d no longer find herself thinking about what she left behind. 

Instead, they’d talk, they’d laugh, and they’d indulge in one another’s secrets as though they’d been friends for as long as they’ve existed.

He’d quickly become a comfort to her, so her disappointment is ocean-deep when she retires for the night, lucky if she’s greeted by a dreamless slumber. 

Each day looked like the last, and when Azriel had suddenly disappeared for an assignment from Rhys, Asteria suddenly felt restless; as though her entire routine had ceased to exist.

Finding herself walking along the cobble-stoned sidewalk alongside the Sidra, Asteria allows her solitude to look different underneath a cloudless sky. Rhys had offered to fly her down to the city, since he and Feyre where heading down for some much needed time together after spending the entire morning apart, and Asteria took him up on the offer. 

She’d gotten a tea from the shop Azriel had taken her to not long go, and began mulling over what she and Rhysand had read earlier in the day about a seemingly infinite amount of traditions that take place in each court. 

The female familiarizes herself with the streets of Velaris, taking in the beauty of the community surrounding her. The fae couples strolling by arm in arm, vendors making sales and chatting politely about their products, and the laughs of friends catching up at a nearby cafe. 

It’s all beautiful. But none if it as attention catching as the music store she spots near the edge of the city, near the walls that wrap around Velaris. Asteria heads toward it without ever deciding to, simply craving something familiar. 

When she heads through the door, a bell chimes overhead, and Asteria breathes deeply, inhaling the scent of the viola’s varnish and spotting them lined up on shelves along the walls. There are sections for drums and percussion, others for strings, another for flutes and reeded instruments, all of which Asteria longs to hold in hand. 

But then she spots the pianoforte in the corner, poised by a large bay window that lets in gleaming natural light, and it’s as though nothing else exists. 

Moving to the instrument, Asteria lets her gloved hands move affectionately over the polished wooden cover that hides the ivory keys. 

Slowly lifting it, Asteria’s breath hitches at the sight of her beloved piano. Her comfort in the highest of stress. The female thanks whatever gods landed her in this strange world that it exists. 

“Asteria?”

Eyes darting up, Asteria quickly withdrawals her touch from the instrument like a child caught stealing sweets. 

When she finds Murry, the Fae she’d danced with in the square, she softens, “Hello,” She says, “I didn’t expect to see you here.”

“In my own store?”

“This is yours?”

Murry shuffles nervously, walking over and settling on the other side of the pianoforte, “My father’s. I manage it.”

“It’s wonderful,” Asteria honestly says, “I’m envious of you.”

The words make an easy smile cross Murry’s youthful features, he sets his hands on the piano, “Do you play?” He asks. 

“I did, seems like a lifetime ago.”

“Then you should consider yourself lucky that music never ages,” Murry thoughtfully says, motioning to the exposed keys, “Give it a try.”

Nodding, Asteria shoots her companion a small smile before easing onto the bench in front of the instrument calling to her. 

The position is one she knows, one that she’d dreamed about for decades stacked upon decades. When she gently sets her fingers on the keys, it’s as though she’s greeting an old friend. 

Pressing down in a few bars of scales she learned as a child, the sound that echoes through the room is sloppy, and discordant. It brings a memory to the front of her mind. 

Hundreds of years ago she’d been sat at a piano just like this one, shoulder to shoulder with darkness personified. 

Lorcan Salvaterre. 

They’d been shoulder to shoulder, legs pressing against one another with his large hands splayed on the keys after interrupting Asteria mid-composition, which she which she couldn’t bring herself to be upset about. 

He’d sat down, and Asteria took it upon herself to teach him the basics of the craft she holds so close to her heart. It’s only right that he learns, considering he’s her muse. 

Lorcan wasn’t good at it by any means. His large hands would consistently hit the wrong keys, and the sound that came out of the piano would make her cringe, then laugh. How could she not? Her Mate trying to hard to please her, and failing spectacularly. 

Eventually they’d ease up from their seats, Lorcan taking Asteria to bed and loving her in the only way they’d ever really known each other. The smiles faded, replaces with moans of passion and lust filled grips on the other until there was nothing left between them but a hollow space. 

Ultimately they’d been wrong in thinking they were Mates, but the sound of hitting the wrong key, the wrong note, always makes Asteria think of Lorcan. A lasting memory from a life long since passed. 

Pausing, and allowing herself to slow down, to take a deep, calming breath, Asteria tries again. 

She moves through the scales like water coursing through a stream, confidently, and without hesitation. The piano obeys each of her commands, the erupting sound finally pleasing, and suddenly so real it’s almost tangible to the female who controls it. 

When she stops, the silence is so sudden that Asteria feels as though it had struck her in the chest. 

“You know your scales,” Murry remarks, snapping Asteria further into reality.

The silver-haired female shrugs, “They’re easy to remember.”

“Play something challenging, then.”

Asteria regards Murry tentatively, her gloved hands still resting on the ivory in front of her, “Any requests?” She shyly asks.

“Just that you play me something real.”

Nodding, the green eyed fae lets herself sit with what Murry’s asked. Something real. Asteria had been a composer before she’d been much of anything else. She knows music. She knows which notes compliment each other, and which ones provide a challenge when they’re struck. She knows how to expertly weave a melody from nothing. 

So, with one more breath, Asteria plays. 

She presses down on the ivory lightly, quietly, like a predator who’s just spotted its prey and is ready to begin the hunt. 

The music is slow, and when it starts flowing there is no stopping it. Realizing this, Asteria closes her eyes to try and understand it while it escapes her. 

The melody is slow, and winding. Almost lonely. It’s trying to find it’s own place, longing for something, or somewhere to call home. A yearning for something that has yet to exist. 

Minutes pass, and the music builds in a way that makes Asteria understand that the predator was never what she thought it was. Instead, it’s the prey. Noble sound fighting for its life, building into something more frantic. Desperate. Imperfect. 

Not in a way that is unpleasant, but in a way that makes Asteria wonder what she’d encountered, what she’s trying to express in a makeshift song. Imperfections that make more sense than anything else. 

A ballad of someone who has made mistake after mistake, but is still fighting. Still breathing.

When the final key is struck, the chord lingering as though it’s hesitant to end, Asteria lets out a sigh of relief. As though she’d finally grown warm after a lifetime of freezing. 

She’d played music again. And it had sparked something so wondrous in her that she can’t help the grin that overtakes her, her hands covering her smile in disbelief. 

A smile that quickly fades as a wave of unease drifts in. 

Asteria doesn’t know where it comes from, but it’s enough that she can’t hear what Murry is saying to her. 

A prickle on the back of her neck, like someone is watching over her shoulder. 

Something is wrong. 

Instincts suddenly gone haywire, Asteria bolts up just in time for for the window she’d been sat beside to shatter. A lethally sharp black arrow wedges into the piano bench where she’d just been sitting. 

A snarl leaves Asteria’s lips, and a deadly, familiar calm settles. She growls for Murry to run, barely registering him moving out the front of the store because she’s already heading through the open window. 

The glass cracks further under her boots, and Asteria’s sight settles on the wall that surrounds Velaris, not far ahead from Murry’s shop. 

There, standing squarely on top of the barrier, is an archer robed in black, new arrow nocked. 

With a twang! The weapon shreds through the air towards her. But it doesn’t matter. Asteria is ready for it. 

She snatches it from it’s path, stopping it before it can imbed itself where her heart thuds against her chest. 

The action makes the archer falter, and she can smell his fear as soon as it hits the air. 

Not wanting to waste another moment, Asteria darts forward towards the wall, snapping the arrow head from its vessel as she does. 

Leaping up, a blast of her magic propelling her up, Asteria twists and hurls the arrow head with all of her might, hearing a satisfying gurgle as it strikes true, directly into the neck of the Archer, sending him toppling backwards over the side of the wall he’d perched on. 

Asteria follows, the both of them landing on the other side, but only one still breathing. 

Raising her head, she’s surrounded.

A semi-circle of masked, black robed males look upon her from all sides, a couple more archers, a few with their swords raised, and one with two handheld daggers. Ten of them in total. 

Asteria reaches for a sword that isn’t there. Clenching her fists, she lets them remain by her side. She won’t need it. Not when the fight starts. 

Eyeing each of the men, marking where they are and who poses her the greatest threat, Asteria smirks, “You can run,” She croons out, “but I assure you, you’ll just die tired.”

Before they can blink, Asteria is moving. 

They let out a loud battle cry, the archers releasing their arrows only for Asteria to dart behind one of their own, the one closest to her, using him as a human shield. 

The arrows sink into his chest, and he screams, dropping his sword directly into her waiting hand. Without releasing him, Asteria drives the long blade inbetween his ribs, a sickening crunch resounding when she yanks the weapon free.

Taking up a reverse grip on the sword, which is almost to heavy for her to do so, Asteria dances to the next male, swiping a set of arrows out of the air as she does. 

Keeping her momentum, Asteria whirls, her blade ruthlessly sliding through flesh and bone of the one with the daggers, his blood spraying into a mist that no doubt gets into her hair. 

When he falls, Asteria uses a beam of golden magic to pick up the discarded blades, sending them both deeply into the foreheads of the archers. 

Four down. 

Two of the swordsmen move towards her at the same time, one clearly swinging high, and the other low. Asteria huffs, ducking under a blade and driving hers into the earth to meet the other and halt it’s momentum with a clang!

Kicking out, Asteria’s foot connects hard with one of the male’s knees, earning a loud, sickening crack! As the joint shatters. 

A scream fills the air, and the male begins to fall, only for Asteria to wretch her blade free from the earth and spin, her slice meeting his neck and separating his head from the rest of his body like a hot knife through butter. 

Arms are suddenly on her shoulders, wrenching her backwards before they’re wrapping around her throat in a strong chokehold. 

With her air faltering, an involuntary gasp leaves Asteria. She grabs onto the arms, dropping her blade. 

But not without purpose.

Channeling her light, Asteria focuses on the heat of it in her touch, driving it up as far as it’s willing to go, her gloves igniting and burning up into nothing but ash.

The man holding her lets out a bloodcurdling scream, releasing her completely while the scent of blood in the air mixes with burnt flesh. Holding a hand out, magic still flaring, one of the daggers loosens itself from the head of an archer, flipping end over end to her waiting palm. 

Turning, Asteria viciously slashes at her assailant’s throat, the spray of blood errupting from his wound and onto the silver-haired female’s face, and down her chest, darkening the midnight blue tunic she’d opted for that morning. 

Calmly, Asteria turns to face the two remaining males, her mind silently calling out to Rhysand while she eyes the ones who remain; the one whose sword had swung lowly at her, and the other, who looked so pale, and so afraid, that Asteria smiles. 

Without a word the female hurls the dagger she still holds into the male that had swung at her. The blade digging into the center of his throat in a flash of light so quick that he was hopeless to defend against it. 

“On your knees,” Asteria commands with a ice filled voice, noting how the masked male, the only male left, trembles as she approaches, starring at her unwounded, blood coated form as it stalks towards him.

He complies, his breath shaking with each rapid exhale. 

“Who sent you?” She asks, the killing calm that had invaded her mind slowly ebbing away. 

“Are you going to kill me?”

“That will depend on who sent you,” A voice from behind cooly states. 

Turning, Asteria spots Rhysand, his face a picture of beautiful indifference. Feyre stands by his side, sneering at the enemy down her nose. 

Relieved that she hadn’t called the High Lord for nothing, Asteria positions herself behind the remaining assailant, one of her hands yanking the male’s hood down only to harshly grab his dark hair, her other hand ripping off his mask and settling beneath his chin. 

A hold to snap his neck at the first que from the High Lord and his High Lady. 

“Our bloody friend doesn’t like to be kept waiting,” Feyre says, removing her gaze from the male to nonchalantly inspect her perfectly manicured nails as though she doesn’t care what happens to the stranger. 

“I-I can’t say,” The male shakily gets out.

Rhysand’s expression doesn’t change, his hand raising to pick an invisible piece of lint from the sleeve of his coat, “I don’t recall giving you a choice,” Night filled eyes find the green ones standing across from him, “Asteria?”

Nodding to the High Lord, Asteria draws her magic into her palms yet again. She pushes it into the male, shoving it past weak mental shields like a sword striking through wet paper. 

Seeking the truth, Asteria shuffles through memory after memory of an unhappy life spent below. A different city in the Night Court. Harsh parents, an even harsher mentor. Then, instructions. For this. To kill the very female watching his memories flicker through her mind’s eye. 

But who gave the order, she can’t see. 

Gritting her teeth, Asteria delves further, only for the same result. He doesn’t know. Whoever orchestrated what they wanted to be an assassination is completely faceless. 

Withdrawing her magic and coming back to herself, Asteria shakes the male’s life away from her own, and with a jerk and a sickening crack, Asteria snaps his neck.  

He falls to the dirt, lifeless, and Asteria brings her eyes to Rhysand’s, who is waiting expectantly. 

“He didn’t know,” She deadpans. 

“So he wasn’t lying,” Feyre utters, “He was just an idiot.”

“Seems that way,” Asteria nods. 

“Are you alright?” Rhysand asks, watching as the silver-haired female wipes the blood from her mouth with her sleeve. 

“Yes,” Asteria says, taking a second to examine the gore surrounding them as she catches her breath, “Though I may have gone a little overboard.”

“The decapitation?”

“I can admit it; that may not have been necessary.”

“Seems perfectly justified to me.”

Asteria looks to Feyre, who shifts he gaze from her mate to the blood covered female, “You did what you had to do. Let’s just hope this is the end of it.”

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[asterias-record-shop]

i am so thankful to be getting amazing requests and no hate towards any of my work, but this! THIS! I write because I enjoy it and I hope you guys do too! I’m so glad to be able to post a little something every day, but I know some people can’t!! Thank you for all the support on my writing, and if you don’t like it, keep scrolling ♡

with love,

asteria ♡

i hate how modern culture has kind of…pushed its narrative on fanfic. like, authors aren’t writing fic to be a product. they’re not writing it to please the public or make a profit off of it. they’re writing it for themselves and because they enjoy making people happy and sharing their stories with others. they’re not obligated to listen to any sort of suggestion/criticism/complaint/etc. because their fic isn’t a product. it’s not something you can rate. give kudos and leave a comment if you like it. scroll if you don’t.

[obsessedwithitall]

My Favourite Things I've read this week- 20th December

🌶=smut 🍌=no direct smut but mentions/implications 🌸= fluff 😡=angst 🤓=silly/humour

In no particular order

Merry Christmas (I Couldn't Care Less) 😡🌸🌶

Harry Styles angsty christmasy childishness by @adorebeaa

Warmth 🌶🌶

Stiles x vampire reader soulmates by @asterias-record-shop

Galvanic 🌶

Stiles friends to fucking vibes by @semicolonsspace