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dawnagustd · 2 years ago

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hours || jjk

⇝ author’s note: she’s here, bitches!!!! lol thank you @m1sss1mp and @monvante for putting posters of this man all over my blog. this fic is for the both of you. thank you so much for holding my hand through it all. thank you @baljinciaga for beta’ing and screaming in the comments because you gave me the confidence to post this lol. listen, i’m rusty with the smut y’all so i apologize if it’s a mess. anyway, i hope you enjoy. this has been beta’d but there’s still probably some errors since i changed some things after it was beta read.

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“So are you spending the night or…?”

Jungkook props himself on his elbow so he can see you. He uses his fingers to comb some hair away from his face, revealing his flushed cheeks and a horseshoe septum piercing. Ask yourself how many rounds you’ve gone, and you wouldn’t be able to give an accurate answer.

You came over at six, had a beer, did some karaoke, showed him some shit you learned in twerk class, and as some as the Netflix intro came through the tv speakers, your clothes were scattered all over his apartment and your ass was in the air while Jungkook fucked up your guts.

This is kind of a Wednesday night routine for you two. Has been for a few months. You’re just vibing and having fun with your hot neighbor, nothing serious yet. Right?

“As much as I’d like to stay—”

“Pussy.”

Your mouth falls open.

“Excuse me?”

He giggles until you reach for his hair and tug on his strands. You slide closer, trying to intimidate him but he keeps teasing.

“You’re pussy. You’re tapping out,” he repeats.

You scoff. “Boy, I’ve never tapped out a day in my life. Get the fuck out of here.”

Your thumb wipes the little smirk off of his face, but it returns seconds later.

“Your dick isn’t that good. Humble yourself,” you joke.

His cocky ass knows you’re dickmatized, but you still won’t admit it.

“Whatever. You know I’ve been holding back.”

“And who told you to do that?”

“You,” he answers. “Oh, Jungkook! Please, I’ll come!”

You smack his ink-covered arm drawing a chuckle from his lips.

“You’re so full of shit, Jungkook. Okay, let’s fuck again, and don’t hold back this time,” you request.

Jungkook begins shaking his head, laughing at your persistence.

“Love, the only one getting that kind of dick is my girl so…”

“So what are you trying to say?” you ask.

He shrugs. “You tell me. You know I’ve been trying to see about that.”

An eye roll from you follows his statement. “Whatever, I’ve already let you know how it is.”

“Yeah, but I wanna hear you say when you’re not stuffed with cock,” he gripes.

“Well, come here then. I’ll say it in your ear.”

You call him over using your finger, but he doesn’t move.

“You don’t know what you’re doing to me, love.”

You throw the covers off of both of you, kicking the comforter until your legs are free. Jungkook doesn’t move initially when you spread your legs. He stays in a sitting position, letting his hair fall in his face while he smiles menacingly. His Calvin Klein’s hug his thick thighs, creating creases in his flesh.

“Well, show. Teach me. Make me aware,” you tease, using your foot to caress his calf.

“Careful, baby.”

His throat growls those words, his voice dropping octaves so low your pussy clenches.

“Why? Tired, hm?”

“You know that’s not it,” he chuckles.

You’d be lying if you didn’t admit your pussy gets wet just looking at him. Imagine being hot inside and out. That’s Jungkook. A gentleman, and the cutest weirdo immediately after. The sex is just the cherry on top.

You two just clicked, and the rest is history. Whether you need someone to act an absolute clown with or someone to fuck your brains out, Jungkook is that guy. You can’t keep your hands off of him, and he can never resist the chance to slide his dick in you.

“I don’t. So make me understand.”

“Ai yi yi,” he sighs. Then he looks at you and shakes his head. “...so much attitude.”

“Fix it for me.”

Jungkook nods then swiftly pounces on you. You start giggling, knowing you’ve struck a nerve.

“You’re pushing it, you know.”

“I don’t care,” you retort.

Jungkook smirks. “Oh, you will.”

He lowers his body, leveling his face with your pussy. You can feel small puffs of air leave his lips and come in contact with your center.

Jungkook brings two of his fingers to your entrance and prods teasingly, getting you riled up almost instantly. You grip the sheets and lift your lower body off the bed to chase his digits, but he doesn’t push in.

“Still wet for me?” he asks. Jungkook spreads your folds to examine your arousal, looking at you when he discovers that you’re soaking. “Damn, you are.”

The sound of your slick as your opening widens makes your cheeks burn with shame. You turn away, but Jungkook doesn’t like that.

“Uh, uh. You wanna get fucked, you gotta watch,” he says.

Reluctantly, you give him your attention and you immediately regret looking away. His messy hair and puffy eyes give you butterflies as you wait for his next move. You almost forget about how close his face is to your cunt.

Jungkook’s fingers slowly slip into your pussy. You gasp while they sink deep into your crevice. He knows the exact route and the perfect arch in which he must curl them to make your body quiver with pleasure.

Hearing your arousal filling the room entices both of you and Jungkook becomes eager to pick up the pace. Your hips buck and move in a circular motion to match his movements, creating a familiar build-up of pressure within your core. The sheets below you start to dampen from the juices dripping down your center.

“You’re so hot,” he whispers before he kisses your clit. “And you taste so good.”

Jungkook makes out with your bundle of nerves while his fingers pump in and out of your opening. His hair covers his face, much to your disappointment, so you gather it all and keep it contained in a makeshift ponytail.

Now that his face is visible, you can see the way his tongue swipes your pussy each time his lips part. You moan his name, swelling him with so much pride he can’t help but smile briefly. His fingers slide out of you but only so he can kiss lower and fuck you with his tongue.

The deeper he enters, the more pressure his nose places on your throbbing clit. His septum piercing tickles your center as he rubs his face in your pussy, creating a pleasant sensation that penetrates your core.

Quickly, you lose control over everything. You can feel your stomach tightening, hear your moans getting louder, smell the desire growing stronger but you’re unable to grasp the one thing you so desperately want. It’s so close, but then, Jungkook snatches it away.

“Fuck, you asshole!”

Jungkook suddenly stops just as you’re reaching your peak. He withdraws and leaves you a whining mess while he laughs.

“Oh, now I’m an asshole?” His smirk never fades while he removes his underwear and tosses them on the floor. “I think I’m a gentleman.”

He looks over at the nightstand and sighs defeatedly.

“Fuck, man.”

“What?”

“Out of condoms,” he mumbles. “I’m sorry.”

You shrug. “It’s fine. I’m on the pill. We’re good.”

“Are you sure? I can just finish—”

“No, just pull out, dude. I wanna get fucked,” you insist.

“Well, yes ma’am. You don’t have to tell me twice.”

Jungkook hooks his arms under your thighs and pulls you on his lap. He keeps one hand underneath your thigh while the other one grabs his dick. You prop yourself on your elbows and watch as he strokes his cock a few times, using your arousal for lubrication before he aligns with your center.

The tip probes your entrance until it’s nestled inside and he no longer needs to hold his shaft. He redirects his attention to your clit, and he massages your bud as he buries his cock inside of you.

“Shit!”

Your back arches and your fist punch the bed. Inch by inch he fills your pussy until he can’t fit any more of himself inside of you. The fullness you feel from his girth leaves you breathless and panting.

“Still so tight,” he whispers. “...feels so good.”

Jungkook hovers over you when you lie down again and kisses you, leaving the taste of your pussy on your lips. His tongue slips into your mouth and arousal coats your tastebuds. Your moans are muffled but are still clearly heard. His name escapes your lips repeatedly as you beg him to fuck you.

“Ready?”

You nod. “Yeah.”

Another kiss graces your lips and then another for your chest. He moves to your breast and does the same to your nipples, but envelopes the right one between his lips and suckles it tenderly. Your arms wrap around him to bring him closer as he starts nibbling your sensitive bud with his teeth.

He starts to move, setting a pace that has your toes curling instantly. You bury your face in his dark strands and beg him to keep going.

“Jungkook, please don’t stop. It’s so good.”

“I’m not,” he promises, sending waves of vibrations through your areola. His mouth feels so warm and moist against your skin. Hair raises along your flesh caused by both the chill of the room and Jungkook’s gentle touch. It’s a contrast from the way he roughly thrusts inside of you, but it’s the kind of fire and ice that has your body yearning for more.

As if he can read your body language, he changes his position. A lewd noise pierces your ears when his lips release your stiffened nipple. The cold air makes your skin tingle due to the sensitivity and the presence of his saliva.

Jungkook wraps his hand around your throat, forcing you to keep your eyes on him. His fingers comb his hair away from his face, revealing his flushed face, his pierced lip tucked between his teeth. The intimacy of the moment intensifies the pleasure growing inside of you, and your watery eyes begin to produce thick salty droplets.

“Feel good, baby?” Jungkook quizzes. “Does it really feel that good?”

“Yes, Jungkook. It…”

Your voice is so weak and raspy. You have difficulty speaking clearly, and articulating your sentences. Jungkook is very displeased.

“Speak up,” he requests. He slaps your tits, leaving you trembling and hanging on by a thread. Your pussy clenches around him, and he responds by squeezing your throat. “You feel that?”

You croak out a response. The best you can with your airways being constricted.

“Good,” he grunts. “That’s how my dick feels inside this tight fucking pussy.”

He loosens his grip and air finally refills your lungs, making you lightheaded. Your head starts spinning, your vision becomes blurry, and slowly the familiar feeling begins to form within your gut. Grabbing Jungkook’s arm, you try to warn him, but you are immediately dismissed.

“Nope. I’m not done.”

Jungkook opens your legs wider and his thrusts deepen. It’s like he’s trying to fit his entire dick inside of you, but each time he runs out of room.

You can feel him entering your guts over and over. The blunt outline of his cock is faintly visible whenever it lodges itself in your womb. Your muscles clench tightly as you try your hardest to keep it together.

One thing’s for certain, he has been holding back. Now you’re addicted to this new side of him, and there’s no other way you want him to fuck you. It feels like no experience you’ve ever had; you can’t get enough, but your body can only take so much before you lose control.

“Ah, shit! You’re fucking tight.” Sweat drips from Jungkook’s forehead as he struggles to hang on. He’s drawing this out; savoring the moment just like you are, but both of you are nearing your peaks, and it’s only moments before you topple over the edge. “I want this forever.”

“You have it, though. I’m not going anywhere,” you promise. “I’m yours.”

“Oh, fuck.”

Jungkook’s movements stutter when he hears your voice speaking to him through your soft moans. Your words are like a match igniting a flame deep inside of him. He begins fucking you harder, like he’s on a mission to ruin you.

“Shit. Come on my dick, baby,” he moans, probably waking the neighbors. “Make a mess.”

At his command, your body gives in and chases the pleasure it’s been longing for. You scream his name like it’s the only word you know. Your soul leaves you lying on the bed and elevates to the ceiling, probably even further. You tremble and shake beneath him as the coil snaps inside of you, sending ripples of pleasure shooting through your veins.

Your arousal gushes out of you with enough force to push Jungkook’s dick out of you. He slaps your pussy repeatedly, milking you dry while he strokes his shaft. As you lay there, squirting out the last of your orgasm, you slowly return to your body, but you’re still basking in your post-sex daze.

“Flip over.”

Jungkook turns you on your stomach and straddles your thighs. He strokes his cock while he stares at your ass, still tender from all the spanking he did early. He slaps it with enough force to get a muffled moan out of you. Your head remains buried in the pillow because your body refuses to move an inch.

“Softest fucking ass on the planet,” he mumbles. “And all mine.”

You relax under his touch as his large hand begins to massage your flesh. You become more exhausted as the seconds tick by. Jungkook’s pants and moans fill your ears as he chases his high, and soon his breaths become shallower, indicating that he’s approaching his release.

“Fuck.”

Moments later warm droplets of his cum paint your ass while Jungkook cries your name. He plops on top of you, careful not to use all of his weight, and leaves kisses along your shoulder. When his breathing settles, he gets up and finds a shirt to clean your body. He covers you with the blanket when he’s done so you aren’t cold.

“Are you still with me?” he asks, and you giggle.

“I’m here.”

“Well, I wish you’d say something.”

When you turn your head in his direction, you find him standing there in all of his naked glory, his dick slowly deflating, but still standing at attention while he chugs down his leftover beer.

“Maybe you should drink some water,” you suggest.

He puts the mug down and raises a finger. “You’re absolutely right. I’ll be back.”

When Jungkook leaves, the door remains open and someone else enters the room moments later. You don’t even flinch when Bam jumps on the bed, claiming his spot at the end. You’re just glad he’s finally warmed up to you. At first, you think he was a little jealous, but you guess he realized that with you in the picture, he receives two times the love and attention.

Jungkook’s footsteps make their way down the hall and he’s shocked by the sight of his pup lying beside you when he enters the room.

“I see you two have finally become friends,” he points out. He walks over to the bed and gives Bam some love while he whispers to him. “Don’t steal my girl, dude.”

You giggle and shake your head, as if Bam would ever leave his side. You’ve noticed that he has been more drawn to you lately, but you think it’s just him getting used to you being around. He knows you aren’t going to steal his dad from him, so now he’s more open to spending time with you.

“Did you bring me some water?”

Jungkook nods. “Of course.”

He gives you the water bottle and you sit up so you can drink some. Jungkook sits beside you and waits for you to finish.

You know he’s about to ask you something, so you quickly gulp down your water to get it over and done with.

On cue, he speaks.

“You still haven’t given me an answer.”

“Ah,” you sigh. “I don’t know, Jungkook.”

“That’s not an answer. I mean no is fine, but I just wanted some kind of idea about where this is going,” he states.

You’ve thought about it, and dating Jungkook isn’t a bad idea. You’re just nervous because this is going so well and you don’t want to mess it up. However, the advice your friend gave you a week ago still plays in your mind.

“If you really need more time, it’s fine but I feel like you’ve been holding back too. I want you in my life, Bam wants you to be his mom, and—”

“Jungkook,” you interrupt, fighting back a smile, but you fail.

“What is it?”

You set your water on the nightstand and grab his hand. You absentmindedly trace his tattoos, while you talk to him.

“I’m nervous because I don’t want this ‘honeymoon’ phase to end,” you start. You can see his shoulders droop because he thinks this is bad news. However, it's not. “But every day we grow closer, so why should I let my mind prevent my heart from being happy?”

“You are so fucking trashed,” he blurts out. “Did I really fuck you that good?”

“Jungkook shut the fuck up. I was trying to be deep. Leave me alone.”

You try to turn away and go to bed but he pulls you on his lap.

“Hey, I’m kidding. That was cute,” he says. “I got it. You like me, and I like you. Let’s just continue to take it slow.”

“Thanks.”

“Mhm. But just so we’re clear, you’re my girlfriend now by default because we just… Well, you know.”

“I’ll be that,” you reply. “As long as you’re my… boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend.”

When Jungkook rolls his eyes, you erupt with laughter, knowing he doesn’t want to admit he likes BTR.

“Whatever, go to sleep.”

“In my bed, or yours?” you ask.

“Don’t start.”

You both snuggle together on the dry side of the bed while Bam snores peacefully at your feet. Jungkook hugs you from behind and the two of you slowly drift off to sleep.

“Goodnight,” you whisper.

But your boyfriend has already tapped out. Looks like you’re the real champ around here.

thank you for reading! if you enjoyed this story, please consider reblogging and/or leaving feedback.

#jungkook x reader #jungkook smut #bts smut #bts x reader #jungkook imagines #bts imagines #thekpopuniverse #bangtansorciere #bangtanbathhouse #kvanity #jungkook fanfics #fic: hours #sugakookitty

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carryingthebanner7 · 1 year ago

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Hey gang! So I want to start writing imagines and/or smut on here. I will list some characters that I will write for

Jack Kelly (newsies)

Racetrack Higgins (newsies)

JJ maybank (obx)

Any member of one direction

Any member or 5SOS

Any member of BTR

Alex Turner

Alex Walter (mlwtwb)

Cole Walter (mlwtwb)

Conrad fisher (tsitp)

Benny Weir (Mbav)

Damon Salvatore (tvd)

Winn Schott (supergirl)

Percy Jackson (pjo aged up)

Leo Valdez (pjo aged up)

Jason Grace (pjo aged up)

Any character from Harry Potter (boys)

Teen wolf boys

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Please send requests! -Mia❤️

#jack kelly #racetrack higgins #newsies #jj maybank smut #jj maybank #one direction #niall horan #harry styles #liam payne #louis tomlinson #zayn malik #luke hemmings #calum hood #5sos #kendall knight #big time rush #alex turner

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megumiifushiiguro · 2 years ago

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#polls

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the-invisible-queer · 11 months ago

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Can you tell us about your OCs? Like, more detail? Are they all dating Joe?

Literally only 2 of my OCs have dated Joe

My BTR OC who's name I have forgotten because it's been like a decade at this point and NOTHING of it exists anymore. The fic took place after she breaks up with Joe. She was a celebrity gossip blogger.

And my Joe fic "OC" which is actually just me but older and with my shit together and some name changes of my family members and our last name and we moved to NJ instead of CT

Like my Joe fic is Joe and Mac

When I talk about fic Mac I don't say me or I because it's weird so I refer to them in third person

Mac Rivera has mommy issues, cut off their parents after they became independent. Was "adopted" into the Jonas family after they started dating Joe. Was still close with the Jonases after the break up. Became roommates with Nick while he was on Broadway. Is best friends with Mikey. Never got over Joe. Became friends with benefits with Joe. Got back with Joe. Married Joe in Vegas. Then had a bigger ceremony in Italy. And they have 2 kids with Joe: Lily (place holder name but I like the idea of Joe calling her Lilypad so it's stuck) and an unborn kid that I haven't named yet because I haven't gotten that far in the fic.

Mac is non-binary and go by they/them. And they are a journalist and published fiction author.

At this point I've talked so much about my fic.

WHAT IF I made a sideblog just to post it. No tags. No option to reblog. Just for anyone interested since I've overhyped the smut I've written.

Would anyone be interested in that? 👀

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icegirl2772 · 1 year ago

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1 + 30!! <33

1. 2023 was a year where I tried so many things, it was kinda hard to keep track of them all. Because this was the year I really got back into fanfiction. I suppose one thing I tried was experimenting with different approaches to writing smut and I’d say that went really well. Also, writing in the BTR fandom.

30. I’ve got two new stories in the pipeline (sequels to the two multi chapter stories I completed this year) that will be coming out in 2024. Beyond that… I wanna see if I can extend myself and dip my toe into writing a couple of different fandoms. But I don’t really have firm ideas. I’m a ��go with the flow” individual when it comes to my writing. It’ll depend on where inspiration strikes.

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btr-imagines · 4 years ago

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Anniversary | KK

Contains mature themes, if your not 18+ please don't read!

Kendall Knight x f!Reader

(Requested)

A/n: I'm not very good a writing mature themes or smut so it might be a little awkward, read at your own risk.

April 15th

Today is the day, exactly one year ago, Kendall had asked you to be his girlfriend.

You decided to get dress up for the special occasion. Normally you'd just wear jeans and a t-shirt, but decided against it. You had spent way to much on this dress to not wear it today. Kendall had planned something big so why not dress for the occasion.

You had previously agreed to meet in the lobby, so that's exactly where you were headed. As soon as you exited the elevators, you saw Kendall leaning against the front desk with a suit and tie. He spotted you and ushered you over. "Are you ready to go?" He asked, a smirk present on his face. You nodded before grabbing his hand and letting him guide you out of the Palm Woods.

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Walking hand in hand through the park, you both giggled and joked about everything and anything. "I find it amazing how we have been together for a whole year. Remember how we met?" You questioned causing him to blush in embarrassed and turn away. "Yeah, I pulled you into the pool by accident, which is completely James and Carlos' fault, by the way." Kendall turned back to you with an smile on his face. "But I guess we can also thank them for that. Look where we are now." You both continued to talk about past memories as you made it to the palm woods entrance. "Why don't I drop you off at your place." Kendall suggested which you agreed to.

"I had a really great time Kendall." You held both his hands as you stood infrony of your apartment door. "I'm glad. Goodnight kiss?" You both leaned in. What started as peck soon progressed into a heated make-up session in the hallway.

"Why don't you come in?" You pulled away with a smirk. He returned the look and let you guide him into your apartment.

(Last chance to escape)

You pulled him closer to you by his collar, lips meeting roughly. "Why don't we go to your room?" He asked, voice just above a whisper. You lead him to your bedroom making sure to lock your door.

"I'll take care of you tonight." He whispered before resuming the kiss. He laid you on the bed gently as his hands roamed your body. You felt his hands ride up your thighs making the dress raise a little. "Are you ok with this?" He asked. Your heart swelled, how did you get so lucky? You nodded in assurance as he continued to lift your dress over your head.

"You're so beautiful y/n" he dove back in to capture your lips once again. You grabbed his blazer, taking it off and tossing it somewhere, before unbuttoned his dress shirt.

You moaned as reached behind you unhooking your bra. "Don't hide from me, I got you baby." He grabbed your wrists and wrapped them around his neck as he kissed you even harder. He large hand massaged your boobs as he pulled you even closer.

He separated himself from you briefly as he pulled his pants as well as his boxers down, tossing them. He stood bare in front of you. He gave a sheepish smile as he gripped your legs, pulling them apart and took your panties off.

"I dont think I have told you just how beautiful you truly are." His sweet words calmed your nerves as he pulled you in once again. His hand made its way down to your already wet folds. Your moans were soft as his hands explored you, learning how you liked to be touched and where. He let two of his fingers enter you, making you moan in surprise. "You so ready for me." He kissed you one last time before sitting back.

Your legs spread on their own, wanting to feel him inside of you. "Are you 100% sure you want this?" He asked once more. You being comfortable was his main priority right now. You nodded a little too eagerly, making him chuckle. He leaned over you and opened you bedside drawer to pull out a secret pack of condoms he had discovered last week. He smirked and quickly slid it on before stroking himself a couple times.

"Kendall please.." You begged. He grew excited at the sound of your voice and lined himself up with your entrance. He slowly pushed in, your back arched at the feeling of him being so deep into you. He stood still for a moment, letting you adjust. You patted his back, signaling for him to continue.

His thrusts begin slow but quickly pick up pace. The sound of both your moans bouncing off the walls of your bedroom. He leaned in to kiss you as his thrusts gained more rhythm and speed.

"Ugh..Kendall I'm so close!" You moaned as you're nails dug into his back. He moaned your name both in pain and pleasure. He felt over the moon with you under him and the feeling of your nails sent him over the edge.

"Me too, you can let go." He pulled you in for a deep kiss, thrust getting sloppier. He released a loud groan as he released into the condom. You followed shortly after with your own high.

Kendall collapsed right on top of you and you both tried to catch your breath. You let out a small giggle. "That was the best anniversary ever!" You exclaimed hugging his body into yours. He lifted his head and looked into your eyes. His gentle smile and warm eyes made you feel safe. "I love you y/n" you looked up at him, a wide smile spreading on your features. "I love you to kendall."

#big time rush imagines #big time rush #kendall knight #kendall schmidt #BTR #big time rush smut

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slimeyslimeyballsack · 6 years ago

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If you read smut for the plot you're probably ace

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wildflowerirwin · 5 years ago

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I’m thinking of changing my url

Do I stay vintagehoods or do I change to bigtimesos

Reblog and tag your vote

#5sos #5sos smut #calum hood #luke hemmings #michael clifford #5 seconds of summer #5sos fic #ashton irwin #fanfic #5sos fanfic #big time rush #btr #kendall schmidt #james maslow #carlos pena #logan henderson

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millersdjarin · 2 years ago

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Baby, Show Me

Pairing: Joel Miller x f!reader

Rating: Explicit (18+ only! minors DNI)

Word count: 4.2k

Tags/Warnings: smut, d/s untertones, but it's also just really soft at the same time, joel in charge, multiple orgasms, communication, enthusiastic consent, pet names, praise kink, so much praise kink that you'll never doubt yourself again

notes: 4k of pure smut (pure being a relative term) :) title from btr's "show me" (if u know u know) ps. i write in first person, hope u don't mind!

“Jesus,” I curse as Joel’s lips trail down my jaw and to my neck. His hands, slow and purposeful, slide down from my shoulders all the way down to my wrists, and push my hands into the mattress.

“Keep those there,” he mutters against my lips.

I nod in response, and a small gasp finds its way out my lips when he lifts his hands up to hold both sides of my neck as he kisses me again, open mouthed and hot. His lips not diverting from their task, he reaches for the back of my neck, keeps going lower, until his calloused fingers find the clasps on my bra.

“May I?” He asks.

I nod again. But he pulls away and meets my eyes, firm, demanding. “I need to hear you say it,” he insists, a warning in his tone.

His pupils are blown wide, his breath coming hot against my lips. I bite my lip, then manage to say, “Yeah. Please.”

Pleased, he smiles, diving back in with his mouth open and sucking against my neck as his fingers deftly unhook the bra, then push the straps down my shoulders. One at a time, he takes my hands up from the bed and threads the straps away, tosses the bra across the dimly lit room. I’m sitting on the end of our bed, now all but naked with just my panties on, though they’re good for nothing now with wetness soaking through.

He presses my hands back into the mattress again, keeps his on top of them, firm. As he he hovers over me, so broad and lit beautifully with highlights and shadows, I can’t help but stare into his eyes and feel so fucking lucky.

“You’re gonna do what I say,” he says lowly. “And you’re gonna answer me when I ask you a question. Alright?”

Still struggling to speak, I start to nod, but as soon as I see the disapproving twitch of his eyebrow I say, “Yeah, Joel. I got it.”

“Good girl,” softening for a moment, he smiles, and takes the back of my head in his hands. He leans in, kisses my forehead. “I got you.”

“I know,” I breathe. I do—he’s always got me. In every sense. In every way I can be his.

After lingering on my forehead for a minute, he breathes out against me, and then dips his head as he comes to kneel down between my legs. His hands move again, this time to my knees, and he slowly coaxes them apart with his eyes locked onto mine. Too slowly. I need him to fucking touch me where I want him, like, now. And he knows that. Which is why he smirks with each inch he pushes my legs further apart, and doesn’t break our eye contact, pointedly not lowering his head to where I need him.

“Joel…” I whimper.

One corner of his lips twitches higher. “Yes, darlin’?”

“I need…”

Coy, he starts to lower his head, keeping his eyes on mine for as long as he can before he closes them and brushes his lips against the inside of my knee, just the ghost of a kiss. “You need what?” He whispers. A firmer kiss against the same spot, but not moving up any higher. His eyes are on my panties, hungry.

When all I do is whimper in response, he sinks his teeth into the soft skin of my thigh and lets out a grumble of disapproval. His hands move from my legs and instead grab my waist, suddenly tugging me closer to him along the bed. “Answer me,” he demands.

“I need—God, Joel, touch me…”

“Love to,” he kisses the spot that he bit, soothing it with a few licks of his tongue. “Magic word?”

“Please.”

He smiles against my leg. I feel it. The tight grip of his hands on my waist loosens, moving instead back to my thighs to push them even further apart, giving him more than enough room for his head to settle between them. “Lie back for me, sweetheart,” he requests gently in between peppering little kisses just a little too close and yet not close enough to my centre.

I take one last look at him, run my hand through his hair. He hums happily at that, and it’s enough.

Once I’m settled back against the covers, Joel moves away from me for a second, reaching across the bed for a pillow. He taps at my hip. “Come on, up,” he instructs.

Bracing on tip-toes against the floor as best I can, I do as he asks and lift my hips up so he can slide the pillow under them. It’s nice to relax down into, but my feet barely reach the ground now; I feel on the edge, unstable. And like this, I feel like he can see every inch of me, even without my pussy completely bare before him. I peer over my own body to look at him, finding him looking right back, meeting my eyes with a soft adoration that makes my toes curl just as much as his touch.

A soft hand comes to my knee. “I won’t leave you like that,” he promises, “but, goddamn, you’re a pretty sight.”

I groan. “Joel…please…”

He chuckles. “Alright,” and he strips off his shirt before going between my legs again. He did that on purpose; waiting until I couldn’t see him to go shirtless. He knows I like to touch his chest; to run my hands through the dark and grey hairs there. I like to scratch at his back when he touches me, cling to him like he’s a lifeline.

Now, though, all I can do is grab hold of the sheets on either side of me.

“You warm enough?” He asks, getting settled between my legs. His hands smooth up my hips, over the rolls of my stomach, settling on either side of my navel.

“Plenty,” I answer.

“Good. I’m going to take these off,” he nudges at the edge of my panties with his nose, “alright?”

“Please.”

“So polite,” an approving kiss on my hipbone before he removes one of his hands from my stomach and uses it to tug the fabric away from the wetness and down over my legs to the floor. Then, relieving my strained feet from their position, he takes a gentle hold of my ankles and lifts them, hooking my knees around his shoulders. “Jesus Christ.”

“What?”

“Just…you. Could look at you all day, just like this.” His hands rub circles in my thighs. I can feel his breath on my pussy, cooling the wetness there like a hot breeze. It’s fucking intoxicating.

“I appreciate the compliment, honey, but I really need you to touch me,” I say with a breathy laugh.

He laughs, too. I feel it against my very core. It could go inside of me if he was angled just a little different. “Still bossy, even when I’m in charge, huh?”

I strain to reach for his hair again and give it an affectionate tug. “I’ll do whatever you want,” I promise, “just…please, Joel. You’re killing me.”

He licks his lips, then presses them to my thigh, the very tips of his beard tickling against the hair between my legs. “Alright, darlin’. Since you asked so nicely.”

Finally, finally, he gets to where I need him.

The tip of his nose is warmer than I expected. He presses it to my clit, uses it to move the hood so his mouth can get right to the bud. A few kisses are left on it, close-mouthed, leaving my own mouth open and a gasp escaping them. Then he opens his, too, and sucks.

“Joel!” I cry. God fucking dammit, his mouth is so hot, his arms are wrapped around my thighs, my knees pressing on each side of his head.

“Mm,” he murmurs against my heat, and the vibrations of his voice just make the way he sucks at my clit even better. “Oh, baby, you’re so good,” he nuzzles against my folds, flicking his tongue out over them like he can’t get enough of the taste; like he wants to devour me until all of me is part of him. (I’d let him. I’d let him, I’d let him, I’d let him.)

“Joel, oh, God…”

He sucks at me for a while, getting stronger with each pull of his mouth. The sound echoes around the room, the puckering of his lips against my warm flesh. I scramble to touch him, to hold him, but all I can reach with my back arched like it is is his hand on my thigh. He lifts it, taking hold of my hand for just a second and squeezing, before taking it away. I’m about to try and get it back before I feel him shifting between my legs, moving one of them slightly so he has more space.

Then, a new sensation. Fingertips rubbing against my entrance, gathering wetness, teasing me. “Oh, God, Joel…yeah…”

“Yeah?” He asks against the very centre of me. “You want it?”

Frantic, I nod. “Yes, Joel. Please. God, I’m…I’m so close already, I…”

“Don’t come yet,” he requests gently, moving his wet mouth across to my hip and sucking gently there, probably leaving a mark. His fingers tease at me still, sliding up and down from my clit to my entrance. “Wanna see you when you do.”

I nod in affirmation and take a deep breath, trying to keep the building burning between my legs at bay just enough to stop it exploding.

When he slides his fingers inside me—two at once, no messing around—it feels like fucking heaven. I can feel him, so warm, the bumps of his fingers evident on my soaked walls.

“Mm,” he murmurs again, sucking quick but hard kisses along the inside of my thigh. “God, darlin’. Could do this all day.”

“Think I’d—think I’d come apart if you did—”

He chuckles. I can feel his smile against my leg and it’s almost as overwhelming as seeing it. His beard is sharp but tickly over my skin. I want to run my hands through it. Want to take hold of it, look him in the eyes, bite his lips and scratch his back while he fucks me.

He pulls away from me for a moment. I whine desperately as he pulls the pillow out from under my hips. “Sit up,” he instructs.

I don’t know when my hands found their way onto my breasts, but with them there, I sit up and meet his eyes. His mouth is glistening. From me.

“Joel,” I say, breathless. “Can you…”

Gently, he removes my hands from my tits. He rubs at my palms for a second and then replaces their spot, massaging the very centre of his palms over my nipples. “Can I what, sweetheart?”

With his eyes locked on mine like that, even as he touches me and pinches a nipple between his fingers, I know I can’t look away. “Can you fuck me?”

He kisses me then, soft and sweet. I taste myself on him. “Love to,” he says into my mouth. “You’re so fuckin’ pretty like this, darlin’. You gonna be good for me?”

“Yeah,” I breathe out. He stands up and at first I try to chase his mouth with mine, but he gets too high up and all I can do is gaze up at him.

“Eyes on me,” he says. I wonder why he has to tell me that, why he’d ever think I would look away from him—that is, until, I hear him start to unbuckle his belt.

My eyes are drawn to his crotch before I know what they’re doing.

“Hey,” he scolds, freeing one of his hands to take a firm hold of my chin and lift it up. “I said, eyes on me. Right up here.” He keeps me there for a second, the weight of my head hanging in his hand.

Then he lets me go, and this time I manage to hold his eyes, despite the fact I want nothing more than to watch what he’s doing with his hands; taking off his pants and his boxers, pulling out his dick and giving it a long, languid tug.

“Good girl,” he says breathily. “Go on. Scooch up, head against the pillows.”

I’m fucking throbbing, and the inside of my thighs are soaked and slick. I know that Joel’s eyes are on me as I grab a pillow and crawl up the bed, placing it down before I turn around and lie on my back.

“Goddam,” he curses, one side of his mouth lifted into a lopsided, proud smirk. There he stands at the foot of the bed, completely fucking naked, hard as a rock, with his scarred hands on his hips. “I love you, you know that?”

Gazing up at him, I nod, and swallow a lump of emotion. “I know,” I say. “I love you, too.”

Like that was his cue, he climbs onto the bed and crawls on top of me. Props himself up with an elbow on one side of my head and his knees braced each side of my hips. With his spare hand, he reaches back down to my pussy and slowly, devastatingly slowly, pulls it up from my entrance all the way to my clit.

“You’re gonna take this,” he promises me, staring down into my eyes, “and you’re going to come when I tell you to. As many times as I tell you to. Understand?”

“Shouldn’t be a problem,” I say, wrapping an arm around his neck and threading my fingers through his hair. “I’m—I’m so close…”

He raises an eyebrow. “Well, good. Let’s see how long you hold out, huh?” He pushes his fingers inside me, taking me by surprise.

I gasp, feeling my eyes go wide as he thrusts two digits as far inside as they’ll go. When I look back at him, he’s grinning like he just won a prize.

He starts with me like that, on my back, gazing up at him with my knees on each of his hips as he thrusts into me. Slow at first, languid, pressing kisses all over my face and my hair. I let my hands roam over his back, feeling the curves of his muscles and veins, the scars that I have a map of in my brain.

At first it’s just his dick sending waves of sensation over me, that and his mouth moving against every part of skin he can get to; but it’s as he starts to speed up his thrusts that he brings his finger to my clit.

Then, after just a few circles around and a firmer press, I’m right on the edge.

“Joel!” I cry. “I’m—can I?”

“Can you what, baby?” He says into my temple. His thrusts are getting stronger, more purposeful, and he’s rubbing my clit at a pace that’s just a little too slow to get me there. (He knows this. He fucking knows this.)

“Can I come?”

He laughs. Presses a kiss to my temple, then my cheekbone, speeds up his pace. “Go right ahead.”

I do.

It washes over me in an indescribable wave, consuming me from the inside out. I shout his name, I curse, I gasp with my head tipped back against the pillow and my eyes fluttering closed in ecstasy.

As I’m coming down, he pulls out.

“What—no, stay…”

He shakes his head and silences me with a kiss. “Was too close,” he explains with a strained voice, “didn’t wanna finish yet.”

“Oh,” I take hold of the back of his head and press our foreheads together. A moment of quiet passes as I feel the aftershocks, my pussy clenching around nothing, horribly empty. “Joel…will you, I need…don’t wanna be empty.”

Soothing, he kisses my nose. “Sorry,” he whispers before taking his hand and sliding two fingers back inside me. I sigh happily at the feeling. It’s not quite enough after having his dick, but it’ll get me through until he’s ready. Then, after a minute, he presses his palm against my cunt and says, “Turn over.”

Eager, I do as he asks. He helps position me where he wants me: planted on my knees and my elbows, back bent straight down towards the bed, my head resting on my forearms. “Atta girl,” he says, and the compliment goes straight to the throbbing in between my legs. “Just like that.”

He’s inside me again, his fingers, three of them this time. I can tell because it’s just a little more stretched; he can only just get them all in.

“Joel…” I whine. Only half conscious I’m doing it, one of my hands reaches down between my legs and starts working at my clit. At first, he’s too busy kissing the bottom of my back to notice; but when he does, he pushes my hand right away and bites my ass.

“Let me,” he says; an instruction, not a request. “Wanna feel you. Want you to come just from me. You tell me if it’s not good and I’ll change it, alright?”

“Uh-huh,” I agree. His finger is warm against me the minute it gets there. The angle is harder for him to see where he’s at, so I reach for his wrist and get his fingertips right on the clit where I want it.

“Right there?” He checks, swirling experimentally.

I correct him a little again, circling it once with his hand in mine to show him. All the while, he kisses up my spine, multitasking like an absolute champ. “There,” I sigh after he’s got it down, bringing my arm back to rest under my forehead. He rubs it a few times, checking, and I nod enthusiastically in response. “Yeah, Joel. God, yeah, just like that.”

“So good for me,” he praises sweetly, then starts pushing his fingers in and out of me even faster than before. He gets a little deeper at this angle, the three digits stretching me well and getting in further. His other arm is draped over my back, hooked around my waist so he can reach my clit and swirl it just how I like it.

“Oh, fuck, Joel, that’s…” my tits are bouncing with the movement and it feels so fucking good I can’t—“Joel, I’m gonna…”

“That’s it, honey. Come on, for me here, right here. Just like this.”

I cry out again as I come over his fingers, clenching around him, his grunts and moans against my spine only spurring me on. At the peak of my pleasure I’m bouncing back against him in time with his thrusts.

When it’s too much, I grab hold of his wrist and stop him from touching me for a minute, catching my breath. “Just—it’s a lot, just give me a sec,” I pant.

Nodding, he spreads himself out over my back, covering me like a safety blanket, keeping me warm while I shiver and twitch. My muscles are exhausted now and I collapse down onto the bed.

He holds himself above me, pressing kisses all across my shoulders and the back of my neck. I’m sweaty. Hair is sticking to my face. He brushes it away, leaves kisses in its wake.

Slowly, he pulls out his fingers. Despite the lingering aftershocks, and the slight waning of sensitivity down there, it still feels too soon.

“Turn over, darlin’, rest a spell.”

The Southern drawl in his deep voice is enough to get me going again, to be honest.

Underneath him I do as asked, finding him above me with nothing but soft, burning desire in his eyes. Carefully, he takes hold of his cock and taps it against my clit. “You ready?”

I wrap my arms around his neck. “Yeah.”

Like he always does before sliding inside me, he smiles.

This time, I keep my hands away from my clit for a bit, opting instead to hold each side of his face and run my fingers through his beard. I watch his expression melt into ecstasy as he starts sliding in and out of me. He’s going slow, careful, holding back just a little.

“You can go harder,” I promise him. “I won’t break.”

He kisses the inside of my wrist. “You’re still shakin’,” he protests, searching my eyes for any sign of discomfort.

“I’m good. Was just a big fuckin’ orgasm.”

His laugh is breathy and hot against my face and he dips his head, shaking it like he can’t quite believe how lucky he is. The feeling is fucking mutual.

I lean up and kiss him on the lips. “Fuck me, Joel,” I whisper, “as hard as you want. I can take it.”

Somehow his eyes blow even wider with desire. Something dark and primal overtakes his expression.

His throat clenches enticingly as he swallows heavily. “How’d I get so lucky?” He asks me. Like he expects an actual answer.

My answer is to kiss him. Because that’s always a good one to give.

He fucks me in earnest and without hesitation, pounding so hard and fast into me that it almost, not quite, hurts. It’s perfect. It’s just how I fucking like it.

Normally I haven’t already come twice when he takes me like this, but I’m happy to not come again, and instead just enjoy the view of him losing himself to his pleasure inside me, opening his eyes to check on me every minute or so.

Surprisingly, he breaks his concentration just a little to put his hand back over my clit. “One more for me,” he asks, earnest. “Before I let go. Just one more.”

“Joel, I’m—oh, God,” I don’t think I can do it; it feels so fucking good, and I’d let him do this all day, but I’ve never gone over the edge three times so close to each other before, and—

“I know you can take it. Come on, baby. I gotcha. Let me feel it.”

“Joel…”

“You’ve been so good, baby, just one last time, take it, come on…take it for me…”

It takes me by surprise, approaching faster than I can see it coming. His relentless pressure on my clit, thrusting up inside me so deep that he’s becoming part of me; it takes over in a wave that comes and goes faster than the others, but stronger, harsher.

“Oh, fuck! Joel!”

“Atta girl,” he praises, stroking at my hair with his spare hand where he’s propped up on one elbow. “Goddam. I’m comin’, darlin’. You’re making me…God, fuck…”

I feel it. As the aftershocks of my third fucking orgasm in a half hour pulse inside me, so does he, filling me and somehow making me even hotter.

He moans in my ear, tells me he loves me, says my name like it’s a sacred prayer. “Jesus, baby…”

“Yeah,” I breathe out a laugh, holding on to the back of his neck. “Yeah.”

After a moment with his mouth pressed to my ear, he pulls out, careful not to do it too fast. It’s a lot, feeling him slide out from so deep inside. My throat releases an involuntary sound.

“You alright?” He asks. “That hurt?”

I shake my head and hold him in place above me. “Not at all. Just…Jesus, Joel. Not bad for an old man.”

He dips his head when he laughs and shakes his head. Crow’s feet appear around his lovely eyes. “Thanks so much, darlin’.”

“You’re welcome.”

His eyes meet mine again, soft. Fond. He looks at me for a long moment before leaning down and placing a kiss on my lips, so tender and lovely. “You did good,” he praises one last time. “Was that okay?”

“More than,” I assure him with a smile and a quick run of my hand through his beard.

He lets himself melt into the touch, then kisses the inside of my arm as I let it fall down to the bed.

The inside of my legs is getting cold, feeling uncomfortable now I’ve come down from that high and I’m still coated in a mixture of my own wetness and now Joel’s, too.

He pushes himself up so he’s kneeling above me, then moves off the bed, heading for the bathroom. “Just a sec,” he promises. Sure enough, he’s back in a flash with a warm, wet towel, and he cleans off between my legs and everywhere else that I find myself needing it. He cleans himself last, then joins me on the bed again, wrapping me in his arms.

“Hey, Joel?” I say into his chest, fiddling with his chest hair.

“Mm?”

I smile. “Think we can try for four, next time?”

Dramatically, he sighs, and I feel a chuckle reverberate in his chest. “You’re killin’ me, woman.”

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dream-a-little-bigger-x · 4 years ago

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myloveforhergoeson · 8 months ago

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tysm for the tag <3 i've only ever written the one story so my answers may be redundant, but i can talk about specific chapters of my story!

How many works do you have on A03?

just That's All She Wrote! but if we want to count individual side stories, different pov stories, and the au story that puts me closer to 10 i think!

What's your total word count?

tasw is currently 422,680 words! what!!

What fandoms do you write for?

big time rush! a long time ago i tried to write a that 70s show fic that was hyde/female oc but i got to embarrassed and deleted it lmao. she was the original roxanne (roxanne walters!!) and a few of her traits morphed into creating roxy for tasw. i also attempted a young justice wally west (kid flash)/female oc fic (althea prince) as well but only got through a rewrite of the first episode... all abandoned in favor of that's all she wrote which i think is the best choice :)

Top 5 fics by kudos:

you'll never guess... but that's all she wrote... :) but the most liked chapter on wattpad is the first one! and on here the chapter with the most notes is my most recent chapter, Sick, Sick, Sick!

Do you respond to comments?

i do my very best to!! i love love love comments and as we all know i always have soooo much to say. they make my day so i do my best to give that energy back to the commenter <3

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

None so far... but lots of my chapters have angst! i think some of the angstiest i've ever been was probably chapter 19 where roxy was writing her letters, chapter 22 where roxy and camille get into a fight, and chapter 29 when mag comes to roxys door... can you tell i prefer fluff lolll

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

none so far, but i try my best to end most of my chapters on a happy note if situationally appropriate! i really loved the ending to chapter 18 part 2 (first rames kiss!), the christmas chapter (jersey + declan surprise!), and the slightly angsty but mostly happy end to chapter 14 (rames at the dance -> phone call to kendall)

Do you get hate on fics?

not to my knowledge but tbh i don't really think i'd care. i read a lot of fics as i was growing up and i know what i like and what i don't which is why i started writing tasw in the first place. additionally, i know that i can just close out of something or stop reading or whatever and i don't need to let the author know. but i saw a post the other day about people calling original characters cringe and whatnot and that hurt for a fraction of a second before i realized how much work i've put into my story and how it led me to this blog here and all of you and i felt soooo much better

Do you write smut?

i don't but i sure do read a lot of it lolll. i can hardly write kissing without kicking my feet and giggling and getting all silly about it i can't even imagine how i'd be if i tried to write smut - it would certainly affect the quality of my writing bc i'd be far too embarrassed

Craziest crossover?

i haven't written a crossover but i think there's lots of room for btr crossovers! i think i'm going to write a victorious/icarly/btr crossover just for fun as an additional tasw chapter. there's an episode of icarly where they go to a party in LA and meet the victorious kids - i think i'd be fun to throw btr + rox into the mix :)

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

erm. yes kind of. not the whole thing but mostly just original scenes + a few points of roxy's backstory i've written copied and pasted into another fic i found. still trying to figure how to bring it up to the author in a nice way without them thinking im coming for them...

Have you ever had a fic translated?

i haven't, but how neat would that be! it would certainly be a massive undertaking

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

another thing i haven't done, but it might be cool. not really sure how it'd work out if i tried as i'm a pretty sporadic writer. i also don't do so well with deadlines

All-time favorite ship?

RAMES DUH! lolll jkjk. most of the fics i traditionally read are /ocs or /reader (i just put roxanne in the place of "me") but i've been reading so much btr fic lately and honestly any one of those ships have really been doing it for me lol. been pretty big into house and wilson from house md recently too

What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

i am going to do my very very very best to finish everything i've started in my tasw-sphere because i am so dedicated to this project and i desperately want to see it through. i don't see myself undertaking another project like this though... if you can't tell im very particular about my stories, i love them super super long, and i add in so much extra stuff. but my t70s fic was really fun to write when i was (it was basically bad boy x good girl... god im kicking my feet just thinking about it) and i was super super into my young justice fic for a while (silly boy x serious girl? not quite grumpy x sunshine but somewhere along those lines), but i'm not sure those'll ever be worked on again. we'll see!

What are your writing strengths?

is length a strength? i looooove a long fic. maybe that puts me in the detailed category?

What are your writing weaknesses?

i've never really understood grammar and like... good sentence structre? obviously i know how to write lol i don't believe i'm a terrible writer but i feel like i write more of a flow of consciousness instead of well formated sentences. i drag my sentences out so much. i use "as" like once a sentence and it's been starting to drive me crazy

Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

english is the only language i speak fluently + i took four years of spanish in school; i think i'd be comfortable writing basic words and sentences in spanish but anything beyond that i don't think is for me. any other language i'd like to include would also be basic things like greetings, colors, or numbers probably and not much beyond just out of respect for people who do speak that language. i wouldn't want to badly butcher something as important as the language someone speaks!!!!! but on a sidenote i love it when i'm reading a story and i have to look up translations though, feels like a little scavenger hunt hehe

First fandom you ever wrote in?

technically t70s but i never published. i'd consider this btr still

Favorite fic you've written?

you'll never guess...

EEE THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN!! i'm tagging anyone who wants to add on; i'd love to hear what you have to say!! <33

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Found this browsing Tumblr. Nobody tagged me, but I wanted to do this anyway.

How many works do you have on A03? 15 (and more to come)

What's your total word count? 1,235,276

What fandoms do you write for? Big Time Rush, CSI: Crime Scene Investigation, Criminal Case, Harry Potter, Loonatics Unleashed, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2012 series), Thunderbirds (1965 series), and Transformers: Prime

Top 5 fics by kudos: The Thunderbird and the Doctor (96), The Adventures of Avery Samuels: Welcome to Grimsborough (94), Save You (74), In the Darkness (72), Take a Shot in the Dark (61) - this is at the time of answering this

Do you respond to comments? I respond to comments on The Thunderbird and the Doctor only. (Because I started it when I only had limited fics and wanted to keep going.) Beyond that, I only reply if someone has a question.

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? So far, my completed fics have happy endings, but the angstiest ending will be in The Adventures of Avery Samuels: Welcome to Grimsborough.

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Probably The Thunderbird and the Doctor. I gave my couple a happily ever after.

Do you get hate on fics? Not since I've been on AO3.

Do you write smut? Oh God yes

Craziest crossover? Haven't written a crossover

Have you ever had a fic stolen? Oh my God, yes!

Have you ever had a fic translated? No, but it'd be cool if someone wanted to.

Have you ever co-written a fic before? Way back when and it never worked out.

All-time favorite ship? Do shipping canon characters with my OCs count?

What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? I feel like I'll finish all my WIPs, but Avery Samuels is going to be my longest story, so it feels daunting.

What are your writing strengths? Apparently, I'm good at cliffhangers.

What are your writing weaknesses? A lot (my confidence is nonexistent)

Thoughts on dialogue in another language? I don't mind it as long as a translation's easily accessible. Never written with another language, but I won't say no to the challenge.

First fandom you ever wrote in? Loonatics Unleashed

Favorite fic you've written? No! Don't make me pick! It's like picking a favourite child!

I nominate @myloveforhergoeson @kristylime @ligercat and anyone else who wants to do it!

#ash talks tasw

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My Asks, Answered!

I came to Tumblr as a fan first, before I ever considered writing fanfic. So this is a list, in reverse chronological order, of my Asks that these lovely writers have done for me. ME! All for little ol' me! 😍

(Please note: I started this list after I had already been on Tumblr for 2 months, and I tried to go back and sweep ALL of my notifications. If you answered one of my Asks and I missed listing you here, please DM me immediately so that I can rectify that!!)

@lowlights played Snack Oracle for the handsome P babes and it’s so kind and lovely!! 💖

@deadhumourist was kind enough to humor me via DMs when I literally said “You know what I need? A hot bath with Whiskey… and she said something about steam and mustaches and I DIED, so she proceeded to torture me with a sequence of DMs that ended up being long enough to be a fic, and SO HOT that I made her post it. I’m not sorry.

@1800-fight-me Sometimes when a bestie branches out into a new fixation you gotta see where it leads. I poked the bear and made Jo write me this HOT Matt Murdock drabble, and I’m not sorry!!

@ezrasbirdie Unleashed Dentist!Ezra on us unsuspecting masses recently, and I really shouldn’t have gone begging for scraps in an undignified way, but she delivered. I’m so in love with this that I couldn’t even type properly (“spare third” was my phone autocorrect from “spare thot” LOL)

@quica-quica-quica is one of the very first mutuals who found me here, and I opened a can of worms with this Ask about Agent Whiskey and spanking, and which pretty much killed me. I then poked the bear later with this Ask about Whiskey, Javier Pena, Marcus Pike and blowjobs, and it evolved into the Summer 2021 Smut Peddler Battle Royale, which cemented Quica in my heart forever. Keep your eyes on this space - we might resurrect this battle for Summer 2022!!

@whataperfectwasteoftime somehow takes pity on me over and over again and answers my questions about her TPE!Marcus and ALSO her BTR!Marcus. How lucky am I that Penny keeps putting up with my shenanigans? VERY LUCKY!!

@writeforfandoms held a celebration for reaching 700 followers and offered 7-sentence ficlets for us! I requested a slightly dom!Javi and Jen delivered! I’m a lucky lady!

@oonajaeadira once AGAIN wrecked me with her PATS magic when I wandered into her inbox to ask about how he feels when Reader gets a boyfriend. Adira does complexity, layered characterization, and hot tension like nobody’s business!

@1800-fight-me I asked Jo for some honeymoon soft!Din and she delivered! This was so warm and glowy and soffffffffft and I loved it!!!

@1800-fight-me Sometimes Jo sends me random Pedro GIFs and pics (and when I say ‘sometimes’ I mean daily, and I friggin’ LOVE IT!) and then I make comments like “He looks so soft, I just want to snuggle and cuddle with him” and then she WRITES IT and keeps stoking the fire of how much I love her soft Din fics!! 😍

@littlepadika Wrote me a custom Whiskey drabble for her 1000 followers celebration, and it is the sweetest, sexiest, most caring version of Jack that I could imagine. I’m blown away, and I’ll be reading this again and again to just soak in it!! 💖

@furious-rogue-stuff Dangled the chance of drabbles for a 200 follower celebration, and I jumped at it! And ohhhhh, was it ever soft!! I love Frankie, and I love Rogue-Fury, and I loved this immensely.

@underwood0723 Took my Ask and blew it out of the water! I was obsessed with Part 1 and Part 2, so I poked the bees nest to find out what happened in between. I’m feverish and hyperventilating now, and I ain’t even sorry!

@oonajaeadira Humored my desperation to know more about her Pedro Across the Street massage therapist, but subverted my expectations in the most delicious way! I’m still drooling over Part 1, by the way. And also this delicious Ask for the second installment. Thanks Adria!

@littlepadika Wrote this amazing Professor Whiskey follow up for me!! I had to know what happened after Part 1 when the term finally ended and she delivered like crazy! I'm a big warm ball of gooey-goo-goo eyes over here. Serious yearning for Professor Whiskey now!

@1800-fight-me Jo is one of my besties on here, and was like my 9th follower ever, and I feel just a TINY bit bad that I send her so many Asks, but she writes soft Din so well!!! I just can't help myself. I love you Jo!!

@honestly-shite Took NO PRISONERS when I bounced an Ask about Notes on Tutoring Dave running in those grey sweatpants. This was, uhhh… I’ll be in my bunk. Just give me a minute.

@fandom-blackhole Was taking AU/trope requests, and I asked for Whiskey x Reader x in vino veritas x hair brushing/braiding, and OH MY GOD so sofffft!! And now I'm like a kid with a fairy tale that they don't want to end. "... and then what happened?"

@mandocrasis I sent Birdie a request to find out what happened to her Sessions Din after the Halloween party at the bar, and oh boy!!! She delivered this sweet, soft, heart-swelling response!!!! I loved it!! Thank you! If you haven't read all of her Sessions Din you must go do that immediately.

@1800-fight-me My lovely friend Jo honored my request for angst-with-a-happy ending with Javier and I just can’t even without crying!! So beautiful and just lovely. And if you haven’t read the rest of Javi & Secretary you should totally do that.

@queridopascal Offered to write a 5-sentence ficlet for a headcanon, and made this beautiful little Whiskey scene for me! I love it!!

@1800-fight-me - I love Jo so much, and she writes GREAT Din!! So I asked for a stubborn injured Din where you have to browbeat him into letting you do first aid. Aw, so sweet!!! I loved it so much. Thank you Jo!!! :D

@littlepadika - So there was an Anonymous ask about Professor Marcus Pike, and I was HOOKED and I tossed a request for Part 2 over, and holy moly, she DELIVERED!! I am now ruined for all men except one Art History Professor Pike. I'm going to be ceasing all of my real-life activities except for re-re-re-reading this fic.

@pumpkin-stars - Erika was so kind to open up requests for her 1 year Tumblr anniversary! I requested running from the Empire with Cassian Andor and OMG I'm yearning SO HARD now. It's really unfair that I'm NOT in a little drainpipe right now making out with Cassian... unfair!

@1800-fight-me - Jo constantly puts up with my shenanigans, including when I ask her to make me cry by writing Jack proposing to me. And then she delivers and I can't say enough nice things about it. Mission accomplished!!

@juletheghoul - Jules hit 800 followers and was kind enough to answer my ask about reading Pablo Neruda to Ezra. She picked the perfect poem, set the perfect scene, and made my heart SWELL so much for a character that I've never requested before. Thank you Jules!! I loved it!

@littlepadika - Little Padika was so kind to answer my "what would happen if" Ask about Javier Peña and his little ball of sunshine neighbor who has been staying at his apartment while her flooded one gets fixed. And the YEARNING!!! Oh, and the SLOW BURN!! And the cliffhanger!!! I'm in love with this piece, I'm in love with Javi and Sunshine, and I'm in love with @littlepadika

@mandocrasis - Birdie hit 300 followers and offered an option for a 300-word fic! I requested sweet & flirty Frankie Morales stargazing and camping, and now I’m sobbing at the beautiful imagery of snuggling under the stars with Frankie. Sobbing… with joy!

@softpedropascal - Cassandra!! OMG How did you know I'm mouthy and stubborn? LOL... but seriously I sent an Ask about Din falling in love with me in the confines of his little ship, and Cassandra gave me the gift of this beautiful fic! It's even better than I imagined! There's a whole push-pull thing going on, and just a little bit of angst to make the rest of it sweeter. I loved EVERY word!!

@1800-fight-me - My Jo, my love, my "fight me pantsless behind the Arby's" partner in crime, took my ask for a mean Mando to make fun of me burning myself (yes, based on a *real and actual* burn I suffered while making microwave popcorn a few weeks back, don't look at me like that!) and gave me laughs and sarcasm and holding-my-breath-anticipation and then a BANGER of a payoff! Goddamn, Jo! I said goddamn!

@yespolkadotkitty - If you don’t already follow, know, and love yespolkadotkitty you are missing out!! Please go now and rectify that. Ok now you can read this stunning letter she wrote for me, based on a minor Pedro character, Liam in Nikita. I’m still trying to catch my breath and I’ve read it four times!! Thank you so much for taking asks for your 3.5k followers celebration!!

@writeforfandoms - Holy cow. Jen, seriously, holy cow. I give you one little dialogue prompt, one Jack "Whiskey" Daniels, and one request for some neck kissing, and you give me over 1000 words of excellence? I'm weak, like literally weak in the knees from this. Holy hell. I loved it!! All of it! And I love you!

@librariantothejedi Held a special event where she honored her hilarious and sweet and lively late grandmother, one of the biggest fans of her writing, with a “Grandma Knows Best” ask event. I was honored to have my Whiskey prompt answered, and it KNOCKED MY SOCKS OFF!! Thank you so much for crafting this gorgeous fic for me in memory of your late Grandma. It was perfect!!

@autumnleaves1991-blog WRECKED ME for one of her Thirsty Thursday asks. Like, I have no words. This was insane, in the absolute BEST way. I was not expecting to get wrecked by such talented writing, but I should have known... it's @autumnleaves1991-blog after all!

@silverwolf319 Mon amie, mon trésor, mon coeur... took my Ask for a soft morning-after afterglow scene with Frankie Morales and fucking knocked me DEAD

@apocalypticwafflekitten Was kind enough to answer my Ask about Javier Pena and Frankie Morales taking their significant other on vacation 😍

@fandom-blackhole Indulged my ask based on a prior Anon ask about Pero Tovar falling in love with an innkeeper and I DIED 😭

@mellowswriting Was sweet and created this adorable Frankie Morales coffee shop drabble for me! 😭

@charnelhouse Was a dream and created this HOT short fic when I wrote in to ask about the TF poly boys and pregnant reader 😏

@1800-fight-me Took a chance on a young dreamer named JHFTM and crafted this amazeballs short fic from a 5-word-prompt, set in her Javier Pena x secretary "Notice" universe. Angst with a HOT payoff. So good!!

@anaaaispunk Was one of my FIRST besties on Tumblr and IIRC answered my first ever Ask with this hot, slow-burn, angst-with-medium spice Frankie Morales fic!! Love you, Ana!!

#JHFTM asks and you delivered!#I'm a fan #Thank you for answering my ask!#thank you for writing this for me

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