#daily discipline drabbles

[radiantmocha]

Daily Discipline Drabble - 11/12/2024

Welcome to the Daily Discipline Drabbles! This is a series where I write a single drabble every day in order to keep my mind, writing skills, and creativity as sharp as possible. The primary focus is to build a sense of discipline, hence the name. They can range from any fandom, rating, or relationship, so mind the tags and look out for anything you might be interested in!

Today's Drabble is: Enmity

[mewintheflesh-2]

Hey, where are the prompts for the Daily November Drabbles? I feel like writing rn and I need some inspiration

Theres actually no prompts!! It's supposed to be a daily thing that you do no matter the month, and they can be about literally anything!!

Any fandom, any topic, any inspiration

I've been taking whatever song I've been listening to and writing something based on that (at least for two of them)

[soaplickerrr]

HIIII so I was kinda think if u can write a mini Drabble on how Riki and reader snuck out to buy food at 3 am and ends up getting caught like a lot of fluff??

CAN I BE 💋 ANON????

Midnight Food Run

(i made reader a trainee, hope you don’t mind!)

Idol! Nishimura Riki / Niki x Trainee!Reader

It was 3 AM, and the whole dorm seemed eerily quiet.

All of the lights in every room were turned off except for the soft glow of your phone screen as you texted Niki.

You'd been wanting something warm, comforting, anything to just get you through the stress of your trainee life. And of course, Niki was always ready for an adventure.

–––

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" you whispered, barely audible, as you stood in the dim hallway of Enhypen’s dorm.

Your voice felt almost too loud in the silence. You glanced over at Niki, who was adjusting his baseball cap and tugging his hoodie over his head in a way that only made him look even more suspicious.

"Shhh, it's fine," Niki whispered back, his signature mischievous grin flashing in the dark. "Everybody's asleep. We'll be quick, a little ramen and some chips, and then back before anyone can notice."

You raised an eyebrow. Definitely not something you were supposed to be doing as a trainee, especially not in ENHYPEN's dorm.

Still, there was just something about being with Niki, escapism from the grind of your daily training, that made it worth it.

You knew it was a bad idea, but the temptation of late-night snacks, and being around Niki was too strong.

"Fine, but if we get caught, I swear I'm blaming you," you teased, putting on your hoodie.

"Deal," he said with a wink, already going for the door.

Both of you snuck out of the dorm, careful to be as quiet as possible.

You had pulled your hat low over your face, trying to hide as best you could, but even so, you couldn't help that thread of adrenaline sneaking around at this hour.

Being a trainee was exhausting, and moments like this felt almost like small acts of rebellion in a life that was constantly demanding discipline.

As you both headed towards the convenience store, neither could stop giggling at the ridiculousness of it all.

Niki, of course, that troublemaker, was reveling in this quiet chaos. You just hope no one catches onto what you‘re doing.

You both ran into the store like two kids finally set free for the first time.

Niki beelined for the ramyeon aisle, throwing a couple of flavors into his basket, while you grabbed a bag of spicy chips, your favorite late-night snack.

"I'm getting everything I can," Niki said, loading his basket up with a variety of junk food, eyes sparkling with mischief. "Ramyeon, chips, maybe some rice cakes. Who knows when we'll get to eat again?"

You chuckled, shaking your head. "We really are a mess, huh?"

Just as you were about to leave, you heard the sound of a car driving up from outside. It wasn't a normal car, no. It had the logo of the HYBE staff vehicles (lets pretend those exist). Instantly, your stomach sank.

"No," Niki muttered under his breath, staring out the window with wide eyes. "No way… no, no, no."

It was too late. The door to the convenience store swung open and in walked one of the staff, precisely the one who always seemed to be checking up on ENHYPEN's schedule during off-hours. His eyes found their way to the both of you and for a moment, his body was rigid, eyes wide as he scanned the scene.

There you both were, standing in the middle of the snack aisle, looking like you got caught sneaking out of school.

Niki's hand froze mid-reach for another snack as he saw the staff member, and his face went instantly from smug excitement to sheepish guilt.

An eyebrow rose as the staff looked at you before turning to Niki, his lips curling upwards in a knowing smile.

"You two, huh? I should have known." He let out a little exasperated sigh. "What do you think you're doing?"

Niki hastily set the snacks down, turning to face the staff member with a sheepish grin. "Uh. Just getting some snacks?”

The staff member's eyes narrowed a bit, but an amusing concern bloomed on his face. "Niki, I get it. But you shouldn't be out here at this hour. And you," he turned his gaze to you, "You're a trainee. What are you doing sneaking into ENHYPEN's dorm at 3 AM?”

You froze, realizing the weight of what you had been found doing. "I, uh… was just hanging out with Niki…" you muttered, the sentence trailing off lamely. "We just… wanted to grab a snack…”

"You're not supposed to sneak into their dorms like this," the staff said sternly, though his voice lightened a little as he looked at you with concern. "Your debut is soon. You should be focusing on work, not running out at this hour with one of the members from a different group. If anybody finds out you’re sneaking out at night. It could cause problems."

Niki threw his hands up in the air dramatically. "I didn't force them to! We were just getting some food back late."

The staff gave him a pointed look. "You both know better. Now, go back to the dorm. You are going to get into trouble if you keep this up, especially you, Y/N. Don't let me catch you out here again."

You nodded hastily, feeling a little embarrassed yet somehow also amused at how caught you both were. "Yeah. Sorry. We'll head back right away."

The staff took one final, almost affectionate shake of his head. "You're lucky I'm letting you off easy. Just remember, focus on your training. The next few weeks are critical for you."

With that, he turned and walked away, forgetting what he came in for, leaving the two of you standing in the convenience store with your snacks in hand. Niki looked at you with a guilty and humored expression in his eyes.

"Well. that didn't go as planned," Niki said, trying to lighten the mood.

You couldn't help but laugh, a bit of relief flooding through you. "Yeah, no kidding. Guess we're going back to the dorm now."

"But what about this?" He whines, pointing at the ramyun and rice cakes you guys were planning to make in the store.

"Stop whining, let's pay and we'll make it in the dorm." You say, giggling at the way he rolls his eyes.

As you both came out of the convenience store and walked back in silence, you couldn't help but smile, despite everything.

That had been a minor victory, an act of rebellion in your otherwise rigid trainee life, and although you'd gotten caught, the thrill of sneaking out with Niki wasn't something that you would be forgetting anytime soon, however short it had been.

You both ran to the dorm as fast and quietly as possible so that you wouldn't cause an alarm to others.

You looked into each other's faces and silently promised that next time, you weren't going to get caught.

idk how to feel abt this :/

[dronebiscuitbat]

I want to say I love your MD story, both OITTB and GMAR.

But I must ask how you do it, specifically by posting daily. I want to write so badly, but I can never find the motivation, and it bugs me, so how do you do it

And again your experience really shows in your stories keep good

I am both unemployed and fresh out of college, I've got nothing but time until someone looks over my resume.

But also, there are some days that I don't wanna write, usually if I'm feeling sick (or just kinda sad, it happens.) To get through those periods I kinda just... force myself to write anyway?

Motivation is a part of it yeah, but having constant (or even any) Motivation isn't realistic, so you need discipline as well. Set a time each day to write, even if you just end up jotting down ideas or writing a really short drabble, any writing will help you get into and stay in that mindset.

Just don't be like me! Writing as much as I do everyday is sometimes exhausting, and I wouldn't recommend anyone but myself to push themselves that hard.

[queenofyumcha]

CW// omegaverse, alpha/beta/omega, internal homophobia, self destructive behaviour

✨emhyr/Impera✨ accidental drabble bc Emhyr isn’t like other omegas 💅

Emhyr refuses to acknowledge his own weak, omega nature.

He refuses to take lovers outside of beta women, he takes only cold baths and only keeps thin, decorative, heavily embroidered bedsheets in his chambers. They’re scratchy and uncomfortable, utterly unsuited to nesting and smoothed out by the maids each morning.

That does not matter, because Emhyr is not an omega that needs comfort and coddling. He is disciplined, he can control himself and that of his baser urges.

Emhyr dismisses lovers from his bed the second they’re done, doing everything he can to limit physical contact. He’s perceived as unnaturally cold and aloof for an omega, and that’s exactly what he wants. There is no trait he despises more than weakness. he will root out and destroy all traces of it within himself. Emhyr judges no one as harshly as he does himself.

Heats simply do not happen. Spending a week out of every three months bedridden, out of his mind with lust, debasing himself with the company of men - unthinkable. He takes enough suppressants to leave him with routine bodily aches and pains, flashing lights at the corner of his vision, daily migraines, his healers hesitate with each new dose of medication they hand him, they try to dissuade him with warnings of how this will impact his health-

It does not matter. This is for the good of Nilfgaard. The empire can handle an emperor that needs to take a few minutes a day of silence to fend off the pain of a migraine, to steady himself on his Impera’s arm when a dizzy spell takes hold, to discretely spit blood into an ever present hanker-chief- The empire cannot abide by a weak emperor, too consumed by his lusts for flesh that he would routinely leave his empire leaderless for a week at a time.

Fergus had been a poor leader. Absent more often than not, his days spent wine sodden, lolling in the brothels of the city of golden towers.

His father was weak. Emhyr will be nothing like him.

And yet here he is.

Body shaking so fiercely Emhyr fears he will come apart at the seams, unravel into a cascade of lies, masks, insecurities, half perfected legislation written in a cramped hand, ever shifting border lines, every little thing that makes him whole.

It has been two years since he has slept in his bedchambers in Nilfgaard. Nowadays, where his armies go, he follows. Always a safe distance behind, but close enough to smell the smoke on the air from the funeral pyres.

He had not considered the psychological toll of leaving his nest behind. He had never knowingly associated his chambers with safety, it had only ever been a place to sleep, to dampen his urges with cold, distanced sex whenever his distractions grew too… great. Whenever his eyes lingered too long, too considering, on the silhouettes of his Impera, his most trusted guards.

An ever present temptation. Strong, trusted alphas, proven fighters, sworn and loyal to Emhyr and Emhyr alone. Just one of these traits would have immediately turned any other omega’s head.

Emhyr is stronger than that. He has to be.

His teeth chatter in his head though he is not cold. His body continues to shake, to tremble, to ignore every command his mind issues.

These days he sleeps in a canvas tent in the middle of a Nilfgaardian army base. He is safe, he knows, in the heart of nilfgaardian territory, surrounded by loyal soldiers.

Yet his feeble hindbrain cannot settle, constantly anxious at the presence of thousands of unmated alphas around them, at the continuous movement and sound of the bustling camp. The soldiers sleep in shifts to keep the camp guarded and they patrol all the more enthusiastically when they know they guard their omega emperor as well as their comrades.

He cannot settle, cannot rest properly when he consistently sleeps in a new environment, the near city of tents moving endlessly northwards. His surroundings are always new, unknown. His only constant is the presence of his Impera, standing guard in a circle outside his tent, with two men always on duty just within the tent entrance. Close enough to reach Emhyr in a few steps should they need to, far enough to allow the omega emperor a fantasy of privacy.

The Impera’s comforting presence and feeling of safety they bring is the only thing that allows Emhyr a few hours of sleep a night.

Mererid fusses, as he is wont to do, attempting to usher him to bed earlier, pressing hot cups of heavily doctored milky tea into his hands as though Emhyr cannot detect the scent of healing herbs beneath the sweetness of the honey.

It has no effect. He goes to sleep tired and aching. He wakes up tired and aching.

So, when he wakes up tired and aching once more, body alight with what he believes is a mere fever, why would he think much of it?

It is simply another trace of weakness he must uproot from his body.

He falls asleep at his desk, having worked through the day, knocking back cup after cup of herbal tea, drinking whatever disgusting concoction Mererid brings him.

It is not exactly rare for Emhyr to fall asleep at his desk.

It is unheard of for him to wake up elsewhere.

He stirs, aching body protesting as he forces himself to sit upright. The blankets he is swathed in smell strongly, though not unpleasantly, of alpha. Familiar, strong, safe, alpha.

His eyes struggle to focus, but soft coverings slowly come into view, the off duty clothes of his Impera, the heavy woollens of their winter cloaks, the very pillows from their bunks.

His men have taken everything from their bunks and shed their winter cloaks in the depths of a Nordling winter to ensure Emhyr is comfortable.

Something in his chest lurches at the thought, caught between wild delight at such visible demonstration of their loyalty and crippling fear that this is evidence of their desire for him. To possess him. To use him, not to serve him.

The surface beneath him creaks at his movement, the leather and wood protesting. Standard issue military cots, many of them pressed together to make the equivalent of Emhy’s sprawling four poster bed.

His movement brings fresh pain spreading his body, his muscles convulsing and his body shaking. Emhyr curls in on himself in agony. A gauntleted hand suddenly comes into view and Emhyr flinches back violently.

What was the use of being an omega if his so called heightened senses couldn’t warn him of an unsafe alpha close by?

Alphas, plural, he corrects himself, glancing around the large canvas tent warily as other armoured and off duty impera alike shift uneasily under his gaze. A few sketch out shallow bows, most salute and there are those who do not dare meet Emhyr’s gaze. They do not know what the correct conduct is in this scenario, no more than Emhyr does.

The scents in the air are decidedly tense, neither alphas or omega comfortable. Emhyr does not know if he is relieved or offended that none of them smell of arousal.

He winces a little as fresh pain courses through him. Relieved and grateful, perhaps, that none of his Impera find a pathetic omega’s scent of pain and distress to be arousing.

The Impera kneels with a soft clank of armour, his head bowed in deference and Emhyr swallows bitter bile that wells up in self-disgust.

In his addled mind, he has come crawling into the Impera’s barracks like a half starved mutt begging for scraps. He has disgraced himself, lost control of his own body, wandered through the camp, delirious and wanting to the wellspring of his temptations.

Emhyr whimpers, wracked with pain as what feels like a steel gauntlet wraps around his internal organs and closes its grip, his lower abdomen alight with pain so strong his vision becomes blurry with tears.

The Impera makes another aborted movement to help him, gauntleted hands forming frustrated fists. To touch an omega uninvited is taboo. To touch an emperor uninvited is to risk your neck.

“I shall fetch your healer, your majesty. The others will watch over you, I swear to not leave you undefended in your time of need.”

Emhyr’s hand reaches out desperately from the swathes of blankets, clinging to the Impera’s arm with a strength he did not know he had.

It is logical, for the Impera to leave and return with a healer. Medicine, to stifle this heat.

Every ignored instinct in Emhyr screams at him to not allow this strong, loyal, safe alpha to leave.

He bites back a plea. Weak an omega though he is, he refuses to beg.

“No. No healer. I need… I need you.”

“Whatever you require, we give freely, sire.”

Emhyr smiles shakily. “You can start by shedding that armour, soldier.”

This was written directly into this post so please ignore any typos and grammatical errors ahaha, i’ll tidy it up and pop it onto Ao3 later

[ao3yennaia]

A very naughty Piglet

by GeorgettedelaRose

Yennefer has been a very naughty piglet, so Tissaia has to discipline her. At least that's the plan...

Words: 300, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 17 of Daily Drabbles

Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Tissaia de Vries, Yennefer z Vengerbergu | Yennefer of Vengerberg

Relationships: Tissaia de Vries/Yennefer z Vengerbergu | Yennefer of Vengerberg, Tissaia de Vries & Yennefer z Vengerbergu | Yennefer of Vengerberg

Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Mild Sexual Content, Voice Kink, Teasing, Domestic Discipline, Sort Of, Triple Drabble, Actually quite funny, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/44095245

[jmflowers]

would u ever consider writing a vanity baby fic

Absolutely. 100%. Baby fic is some sort of kryptonite for me.

I have one piece somewhere within the depths of my blog (I can’t find it to link it... app problems) called It, Maybe that’s of that vein.

All that said, however, I have genuinely no ideas for plot or storyline or what have you. Always taking suggestions.

[sanguine-arena]

SANGUINE-ARENA; THE WRITEBLR INTRO

hello everyone! i finally decided to give a proper intro a whirl....

my name is theo; and i use he/they pronouns. i’m 23 years old. i love writing but i also play hockey and it’s kind of my life.

i’m based in the pacific time zone (PST).

i really enjoy creating characters and worldbuilding, as well as hearing about anyone else who does the same. always feel free to drop by my messages or my asks and ramble away!

i mostly write what could be considered sci-fi or futuristic, as most of my stories take place in a planet i created and set in the future. most of my stories take place around a group of hockey leagues i’ve created.

a few of my favourite tropes are fight scenes, character conflicts, characters in heavy emotional/physical distress, and personifying inanimate objects. if you need anything tagged, please feel free to DM me and let me know.

CURRENT WIPS:

these are all working titles and subject to change. last updated 2/14/23.

🩸 ⚔️ | “slaughter season” (action, thriller)

“Slaughter Season” focusses on the stories and lives of the players and teams in the Combat Sports Hockey League, also known as the CSHL. The league is one of two premier hockey leagues on the planet of Plutidyne, and is well known for their more violent approach to the game. The League is very hands off when it comes to calling penalties, breaking up fights, and providing supplementary discipline to its players. On top of this- the threat of the Team Improvement Lottery, an event occurring every five years and one that can make or break a team, looms overhead. Those who are entrusted with the duty of protecting the players seem to be failing them the most.

👤🏒 | “the commissioner” (suspense)

Being the Commissioner of the CSHL is hard work; the League hinges on every decision you make, you are never the hero in the eyes of the fans, and everyone seems to want a piece of you. The Commissioner is elusive in the public eye for a reason, and though their identity seems to be known, there are theories that the Commissioner the public knows is just a facade. A particularly controversial season for the CSHL sends people looking for answers on this leader who is seldom seen.

🌇🏟️ | “welcome to the show” (action, episodic)

A collection of one shots featuring various CSHL players’ first ever game in the League. These stories will document their experiences as they play in their first game, as they finally begin to realize what they’ve gotten themselves into and the grave mistake they’ve made signing on that dotted line.

🥅 💉  | “acidic” (drama, dark fiction, tragedy)

Zayne Topher is trying to become the next big thing in net for the Belneux Thunderbirds, and the PIHL as a whole. However, he must first fight his own demons and the endless roadblocks that the universe throws at him.

⛸️ 👊 | “five for fighting” (slice of life, dramedy)

An episodic peek into the daily lives of the staff who keep the Nightingale Ice Center up and running. Between the hockey players running the pro shop, the figure skaters who want nothing to do with them, and to the quiet loner who drives the Zamboni- the rink bonds all of them together whether for better or for worse and whether they like it or not.

OTHER INFO:

i have an AO3, which you can find here

i also have a bad things happen bingo card going, if you’d like to request a prompt, you can find the blank one here

main tags are: #ch: (name) - character specific tags

#wip: (name) - WIP/project specific tags

#team: (name) - team specific tags

#oc intro - character intros

#drabbles or drabbles/scraps - just fun little pieces i write as inspiration strikes, not necessarily connected to any bigger plotline or story

#shitposting / #theo chatter - me goofing around/rambling

please dm/send me an ask if you want to be put on any tag lists! also feel free to just reach out in general whether it be just to chat, to ramble about wips/characters, to request prompts, etc, i’d love to have more writer friends!

[sandsorghum]

False Sobriety

NanaNov Appreciation Month 3/ 4

New Nanamin drabbles every Tues this month, for the man I love

Find the others here: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4

Nanami brings you revisions for your definitions of 'Inebriation'

Word count: 800+ Genre(s): Fluff/Domestic bliss, Slight Smut (Notes and extra fanart beneath the cut)

Nanami has rituals that pre-date you, and you and him. Habits ingrained from a life of hard edges, in the jut of his shoulder blades or the grooves of his knuckles. You know them now like the back of his hand, how some pull of the past will always pool at the base of his spine, the permanence of tension in those tendons and sinews. Most days you can dissolve them,turn them sedimentary in his veins, enough that he won't go sifting through those memories in the shower (only ever in the shower, because the rivulets of some reveries need to be washed away, down the drain - before even you could catch them in the corner of his eye.) It's been years, and your acute, mute gaze, its brimming patience, has left no stone of his unturned, but some rubble will never become silt. Or at best, they'll be tile grout. One of these rituals is for him to be wreathed in little else than vapour and, at your insistence, a towel around his waist. After one too many burnt dinners, he had compromised, a tradeoff of smoke for steam, one you were both glad of. Besides, emerging this way, towel-clad, your eyes smolder and spark some tight fuse in his belly, instead of dropping shyly to the floor with its trail of wet footprints. You don't even permit yourself a crack in the doorway. Any hint of distraction and the meal would never get made, you don't have Nanami's discipline, lamentably - much as you want to treat him right, the way he does for you. So you wait. And it's worth it.

The way he comes to you, all soft smiles and damp, tousled strands of gold, the kiss he presses to your palm in gratitude for the nutritious, delicious fare prepared for him every evening that you're able to. Oh, but this evening isn't like every other. It isn't a "special occasion" kind of wine; or rather, the two of you don't need an occasion, and maybe that's what makes it special. Nanami has a tendency to transform luxury into simplicity, into new thresholds of necessity. Or conversely, the mundane into magical moments, tiny daily doses of the miraculous in the sip of an expensive Merlot which you'll taste in his fleeting kiss later, tenderly bequeathed as he does the dishes. No verbal offer is made, it's automatic by now, his routine glide to the sink, a dance sequence of knuckles, bubbles, pots and pans. A movement of grace that parallels the way he sways with you in the living room so often, melodies faint before the steady beat of his heart that fills your world, and matches the tempo of your soul. The expanse of his palms, heat-creased and broad, yet conveying but a fraction of Nanami's devotion, cradles your nape against the swell of his chest. His appreciation is wordless too when your positions are switched, humming when you press your body along his back, snaking your hands around his waist, sating your arms' envy of the towel earlier. A light roll of your hips to the rhythm of whatever gentle jazz tune is playing in the background makes Nanami still for a moment, before he tilts your chin with a sud soaked hand to capture your mouth once more. He risks the alkaline acerbity of the soap seeping into the kiss, but of course nothing could ever overwhelm your lover’s sweetness. If anything, you're the one who has to recover your composure when you pull away with a giggle, murmuring, "Meet me in the bedroom, sweetheart, soon as you can.” The kitchen clutter gets dealt with in record time, save for two champagne flutes. Nanami brings his once-secret habits of indulgence to tablecloths and silk sheets; it's more than a mere tendency of spoiling you, to the detriment of inclining your standards of instant gratification. But of course, he meets these challenges he sets for himself each time. He does this with wine, with his whispers, with the way his mouth roves along your skin, tongues tangling tannin, libations chasing the liberation of moans, pleas and praise.

As it glazes your tastebuds, his sweat is Sauvignon Blanc, except more intoxicating, headier, fills you with light. His bottled reds; cabernet-scarlet hues of frustration, despair, stress from the day - dissolve before the Moscato flush of your cheeks, comes uncorked in a bursting stream of white, your lips parted just for him, shuddering just for him. When you whimper the mangled syllables of his name, he hears you quote Perignon “Come with me, I am tasting the stars.”

And, like any fine bottle of wine, he allows you to breathe - but not for so many hours; it is a false cycle of sobriety. After all, Nanami cannot wait to savour your inebriation again and again. Cannot hold himself to that same patience he pulls from you, a private trait you honed long before the prospect of him, that serves the both of you as the mulberry wine of dusk spills into the rosè blush of morn.

There will be no aspirin necessary; Nanami's a hangover who long ago become your default state of sobriety. As you are his.

---

I got totally carried away with this. On one hand I adore the idea of fiscally responsible Nanamin and the wifey who have a sensible joint savings account, but you also cannot convince me otherwise that this man is addicted to spoiling his partner in unspeakably lavish, lush ways <3. Pls enjoy/suffer simping for my muse with this gorgeous art @twitter source

so, so pretty U^U

[afolderfullofstories]

OMGGGGGGG!!!!!!! Whumptober 2022 prompt list is out. I’m so excited reading them and I can’t wait to try them out. Unless I get inspiration in the next 10 days, I’m probably abandoning Deadcember. If anyone has any prompts they really wanna see or any ideas, please do let me know. I’ll try to get it done. I know that I had a request for Broadcasted for Amber ages ago...I actually have it half done. But I couldn’t bear killing anyone so it’s still sitting there unfinished. I’m really really sorry for that. There are some scenes I like but honestly, I didn’t really enjoy it that much. Maybe I might repurpose it one day. 

Re: whumptober, I can’t promise I’ll do one a day like I did last year. I was between jobs last whumptober so I had the energy to do it. I think I would be severely burnt out if I tried it this year. (Unless I can get myself to be disciplined and actually keep them drabble length but I doubt it). I’ll probably end up doing it like Deadcember and just do it slowly over the course of a couple months. 

I don’t know if I’ll end up doing a long multichapter story again. I kind of really enjoyed the kidnapping arc last whumptober and to have a single story with so much whump was just delicious. (and it keeps the daily prompts short rather than me writing a single 5000 word story per prompt). I don’t know. 

I’m just so freaking excited. I love whumptober prompts because by putting the 3/4 prompts together, it’s easier for me to figure out a cohesive storyline. Rather than staring at the single word/prompt prompt list and try to get ideas/inspiration. 

I hope everyone’s as excited as I am. I seriously seriously can’t wait. (And watch me get writer’s block and end up not posting anything) Ciao. I’m gonna go stare at the prompt list some more. 

[radiantmocha]

The Daily Discipline Drabbles aren't exactly working how I'd like them to. I can write 100 words per day, that's not the problem. My main issue is that I have all these ideas, but they're all somewhere rooted in one of my longer-running stories, so it feels cheap and choppy to write drabbles using them. It just makes me want to start writing chaptered stories.

So I plan to slowly start phasing out the drabbles. It might happen now, it might happen later, we'll see. Thank you all for sticking with reading them for the short time they were around, and if you find you want to carry on their legacy yourself, please feel free to do so.

Going forward, instead of writing a drabble per day, I'm going to start working on whatever story I'm currently writing a little bit a day. It doesn't matter if I get a tiny amount done, or a lot done. All that matters is that I work on it. I hope that makes sense to all of you.

I hope I can get some bigger, better, and more fulfilling stories out to you soon. 💞

[mewintheflesh-2]

Daily Discipline Drabble November 18th: Eraser

Daily Discipline is where every day you write drabbles to keep your mind, creativity, and writing skills sharp.

@radiantmocha came up with this idea! Please go follow them :)

Trigger Warning(s) for this day's Drabble: none

Character(s): Dr. Fuse | Fusinal Dayinite, Grunty Boi

Media: Mandjtv, Doki Doki Literature Club

AU (if applicable): Mikey Mikey Literature Club (By Me)

Summary: Dr. Fuse has a "pep talk" with Grunty Boi.

Inspired By: The Song "Your Reality" from Doki Doki Literature Club

Grunty Boi watched from across the room as you chatted away with the other club members happily. 

He could feel a deep pit forming in his stomach as a slight frown spread across his face. His eyebrows pursed together as he focused on his desk, and his hand. 

He picked up the small pink eraser from the corner of his desk and began numbly dragging it up and down on the desk. He let out a shaky sigh, and rested his head on his hand. 

His eyes glazed over as he lost himself in his thoughts, he didn't even hear footsteps approaching him. 

A hand landed on his shoulder. He jolted out of his trance and looked up. It was Dr. Fuse. 

“Grunty Boi…” Dr. Fuse said gently with a seemingly genuine smile. “Are you feeling alright?” 

Grunty Boi blinked. “H-huh…? Oh, uh… I'm fine, yeah.” He nodded as he spoke. 

“That's good.” 

Silence for a moment. 

Dr. Fuse leaned in close to Grunty Boi. “You know… They're awfully concerned about you.” He glanced over at you as he spoke.

Grunty Boi dropped the eraser from his hand. “O-oh…” He could feel a dreadful feeling inside of his chest that made him feel like a bat was swung against his head, yet he feigned a smile. 

“You'd hate to worry them, wouldn't you?” Dr. Fuse continued.

Grunty Boi stayed silent, his eyes starting to glaze over again, staring down at his hands.

“Wouldn’t you?” He repeated. Grunty Boi nodded.

“Allow me to suggest something…”

Daily Discipline Drabbles - Chapter 6 - Mew (MewInTheFlesh) - Pocket Monsters | Pokemon - All Media Types [Archive of Our Own]

[sukirichi]

suki’s restaurant is now CLOSED! please read updates after the “keep reading” tab!

thank you for the milestone! it’s really such a huge gift to me since i just started posting jjk content here ten days ago (◕ᴗ◕✿) as a small token of appreciation, all requests are now open and there’s a variety of ingredients you can choose from!

masterlist !

meal guides:

🥞 breakfast - fics longer than 1k word counts

🍙 lunch (headcanons)

🍷 wine (nsfw content)

🍰 snack (timestamps, imagines & drabbles)

🍌 thirsts (ramble with me about our smexy thoughts!) for the brainrots

PLEASE READ:

— this event is officially closed. my asks are only open for the previous anons who i’ve asked to do a redo for any mistakes/restrictions in their previous orders.

— new requests will no longer be accepted. or maybe it will because i’m easily swayed with great ideas but it will no longer be part of the milestone event.

— my writing schedule is only during wednesdays, fridays, and the weekends. some works will be written in advance and scheduled to post daily (if possible.)

— please be patient! as you can see, i’ve got a lot of requests, and i really want your meals to be as pleasing and delicious as possible, so please please be patient. i’m training for med school and i’ve got other responsibilities too. if you want to decline a request if you can’t wait for it, that’s fine. 

— i’m human so...my mind can change any minute, and i could no longer be interested in a certain idea. if that happens, i’ll reply to your ask that i won’t be serving your meal anymore even if it’s here on the list below. it sounds kind of rude, but i wouldn’t want to write something i’m not interested in for the sake of pleasing others, because if i write something i don’t enjoy/am not that interested in anymore, then the meal won’t turn out as good had i been passionate for it. it’s going to be done out of forced productivity and the food might taste bad :<

— the last batch of accepted meals will be marked as ✿

— favorites will be marked as ★. because they’re the ideas i find most interesting and the ones i adore the most, they will take longer to be completed. i really want to give my ultimate best on that and just UNLEASH everything i have in me.

how to order!

✦ choose from the ingredients below

✦ choose your own sugar and spice!

✦ choose from the meal guides above! please specify if you want your request to be

✦ send in your request by dropping it on my ask box!

✦ be as descriptive as you want in your request, i want to make a good meal for you!

✦ example of how to order: 

— breakfast: ingredient 9 + sugar 1 for gojo 

— alternative: 9+1+1+song (optional) + dialogue of choice (optional)

— alternative:  breakfast with wine: ingredient 9 + sugar 1 + spice 1 for gojo

— optional: ingredient 9 + sugar 1 + spice 1 for toji + cookie “starboy by the weeknd” and “you wanna fuck me so bad”

ingredients : au (max of 2 picks!)

CROSSED OUT OPTIONS MEANS IT’S NO LONGER AVAILABLE

✦ sugar daddy au

✦ arranged marriage au

✦ accidental pregnancy au

✦ high school au

✦ university au

✦ med! student au / doctor! au

✦ lawyer au

✦ detective au

✦ ceo au

✦ sugar mommy au

✦ neighbours au

✦ bed sharing au

✦ roommates au

✦ co-workers au

✦ body swap au

✦ soulmate au

✦ fake dating au 

✦ marriage for convenience au 

✦ bodyguard au

✦ assassin au

✦ married au 

✦ love triangle au

✦ mutual pining au

✦ unrequited love au

✦ meet drunk au

✦ meet cute au

✦ siblings’ friend au

✦ friend’s sibling au

✦ established relationship au

✦ breakup au

✦ barista au / coffee shop au

✦ teacher x student au

✦ royalty au

✦ rentboy au 

✦ camboy/camgirl au

✦ ex au

✦ mistaken identity

✦ fuck buddies au

✦ bartender au

✦ tattoo artist au

✦ apocalypse au

✦ playboy au

✦ stoner au

✦ love at first sight au

✦ hate sex au

✦ sleepover au

✦ worthy opponent au

✦ age gap au

✦ loss of virginity au

✦ gangster au

✦ mafia au

✦ bet au

✦ rebound au

✦ drunk hookup au 

✦ bad boy good girl au

✦ amnesia au

✦ reincarnation au

✦ one of them is famous 

✦ one of them doesn’t know the other exists

✦ one of them is oblivious 

✦ one of them is taken already 

✦ polar opposites au

✦ met at the subway au

✦ library au

✦ football player au

✦ canon au (jjk canon)

✦ send me your own au!

sugar: tropes (max of 2 picks!)

CROSSED OUT OPTIONS MEANS IT’S NO LONGER AVAILABLE

✦ best friends to lovers

✦ enemies to lovers

✦ lovers to enemies

✦ strangers to lovers

✦ mutual pining 

✦ unrequited love

✦ forbidden relationship

✦ partners in crime

✦ slow burn

✦ send me your own trope!

spice: (for nsfw requests) (max of 3 picks!)

CROSSED OUT OPTIONS MEANS IT’S NO LONGER AVAILABLE

— here are the kinks/sexual content i’m comfortable writing about. there’s still a lot of kinks idk about so if it’s not here, please feel free to include the spice in the ask!

✦ breeding kink

✦ size kink

✦ stockholm syndrome

✦ age play

✦ agoraphilia (public place kink)

✦ somnophilia (consensual sex where the other is asleep)

✦ breath play

✦ dumbification

✦ cum play

✦ begging kink

✦ praising kink

✦ thigh riding

✦ collaring

✦ face sitting

✦ 34+35

✦ dacryphilia

✦ disciplining

✦ dirty talking

✦ exhibitionism

✦ role playing

✦ gagging

✦ watersports

✦ send me your own kink!

cherry on top : characters

CROSSED OUT OPTIONS MEANS IT’S NO LONGER AVAILABLE

— characters i can write anything for (nsfw & sfw)

: gojo satoru, fushiguro megumi, fushiguro toji, choso, noritoshi kamo, ryoumen sukuna, nanami kento, okkotsu yuta

— characters i can only write sfw for

: itadori yuuji, inumaki toge

— characters i want to write for but don’t think i can write well (nsfw & sfw)

: suguru geto, naoya zenin

— characters i’m MOST eager to write simp for

: fushiguro toji, nanami kento, fushiguro megumi, choso, naoya zenin

additional cookie!

✦ send me a song as a story inspo!

✦ send me your dialogue! (ex. “shut up and kiss me.”)

restaraunt rules : please read!

— i do not write about yandere, stalker, pregnant! reader (unless it’s still until the early age where the belly is still small), non-con, and heavily canon requests 

— nsfw content i won’t write about: period sex, blood play, temperature play, pegging, male characters dressing up as female, monster fucking (sorry, sukuna won’t be getting four arms if you want nsfw for him), bestiality, incest, hypnosis (non-con related)

— not exactly a restriction, but please keep in mind that y/n is still a character for me as the writer. i may or may not add in features that even though isn’t explicit, could be something not suitable for everyone. phrases like, “he peered down at her” sounds neutral enough, but could still be implied that the reader is shorter than the anime character. it’s difficult to write a 100% neutral fic that won’t imply appearance one way or another. if i’ve written anything offensive/upsetting, feel free to tell me about it. i’ll do my best to keep it neutral.

— the reader will always be female bodied in nsfw content

— please be patient! i want to write fics the requester enjoys so i’m going to take my time in preparing your meal!

— i may or may not cook your meal 100% according to your request. depending on my comfort upon the idea, i may have to tweak a detail or two.

— i can refuse your request if i don’t want to write about it for personal or other reasons. i’ll let you know beforehand.

— wine will take longer to be served!

— i will announce if a trope/au/character is no longer open for requests. i feel like some ingredients will be quite common amongst requesters and i don’t want to write for the same thing over and over again. same goes in the manner that if you have a similar request to another, it’ll be fused into one idea/meal.

— if your request contains offensive/uncomfortable content, i won’t even respond back to you. i’ll immediately delete your ask.

— if you still don’t get or are confused by the guides, send me an ask! i’ll happily guide you!

— this event is now closed. i will temporarily be closing my ask box so i don’t get flooded. i’ll open it again tonight for anyone who has questions or just want to drop a message!

hmm...i’m still not sure how to order for my meal.

✧ what if the story/scenario i want isn’t included in the choices above?

— as i’ve stated, please feel free to request whatever you want! the choices are there to give people an idea what they’d like to see, but if it’s not there, you can still request for it as stated in the “send me an au/trope/kink you want!”

✧ what if i don’t have any ingredient, spice, or sugar i want but a song inspo anyway?

— that’s also fine, but it would be preferred if you’re descriptive so your meal could be delivered better and faster. in this case though, i’ll just have to get creative!

✧ what if i want more than one character in the request?

— having others included in the request is fine, but as much as possible, i can only write a maximum of two main characters (the reader excluded)

✧ what if i want to request for the ones you want to write for but you don’t think you can pull it off well?

— just a heads up! i would love to write for them, but because i’m not entirely caught up in the manga, the characters mentioned above aren’t ones i know very well yet. 

✧ not exactly regarding the meal, but i’ve sent you requests from last week. would you still be writing them?

— i’ve received several requests when my bio states that requests are closed. however, because the ideas are actually really precious and i know i’d have fun writing them, i’d still write about them. i just cannot guarantee you’ll receive your meal soon since my requests were closed when you sent them. 

UPDATES:

Day One: breeding kink, size kink, thigh riding, married au, best friends to lovers is NO LONGER AVAILABLE.

Day Two: established relationship au, mutual pining, dumbification, and gojo satoru is NO LONGER AVAILABLE. to the asks that were received before this update, you may check on the requests accepted whether you made it to the cut or not. i’ll update this later. the restaurant will also reach out to you if one of your requested ingredients/spice/sugar/cherry on top did not make the cut. my asks are still open, so please tweak your requests a little bit to what is available! 

Day Two Update 2: Restaurant is CLOSED! spice 6 (somnophilia) is also no longer available! Check the requests accepted to see if you’ve made the cut, the latest and last accepted requests will be marked as ✿! 

requests accepted:

✦ fushiguro megumi

megumi really likes reader and gojo, yuuji, nobara helps him confess

shy megumi who is really flustered and shy around his crush  meals fused into one. read here: not shy

★🥞🍷 40 (tattoo artist au) + 5 (mutual pining) + 2,12,13 (size kink, praise kink, thigh riding) + reader is shorter than megumi and isn’t shy read here: work of art

(★🥞🍷 5 (university au) + 5 (mutual pining) + 12, 3 (praise kink, stockholm syndrome) + virgin megumi) i’ve been outlining this for days but idk...i just can’t seem to form something out of it. i still have it saved but idk if i can still finish, i’ll try my best though.   it’s just challenging to write, sorry :( MEAL UNAVAILABLE

🥞 + 33 (royalty au) + 1 (best friends to lovers)

🍷 + 27 (siblings’ friend au) + 1, 11, 19 (breeding kink, dumbification, dirty talking) + feral megumi (feral megumi supremacy) read here: unstoppable

🥞 + 3, 38 (accidental pregnancy, fuck buddies au) + childhood friends to lovers + baby moments with father! megumi MEAL ORDER 9 & 7 FUSED read here: happy little accidents

★ vampire au + 55 (reincarnation au) + 6 (somnophilia) + vampire markings + blood drinking + nursing megumi...or him nursing you? hmm? (STRUGGLE PAANIK) read here: scarlet

✿ 🍰🍷 23, 38 (mutual pining au, fuck buddies au) might fuse it with request 7  MEAL ORDER 9 & 7 FUSED read here: happy little accidents

✦ nanami kento

jealous nanami with oblivious reader + gojo annoying nanami making nanami confess read here: a little push

comfort & angst fic where reader dates gojo but gojo cheats so she breaks down, leaves him, and nanami comforts reader  it’s too difficult for me to write sorry :(

★🥞 + 33 (royalty au) + 7 (forbidden relationship) read here: violet

🥞🍷 + 21 (married au) +  4 (strangers to lovers) + 2, 12 (size kink, praising kink) MEAL U

🥞🍷 + 23 (mutual pining au) + 1 (best friends to lovers) + 1 (breeding kink) read here: like crashing waves

ingredient 6 (med! student au / doctor! au)  + sugar 7 (forbidden relationship) + spices 12 (praising kink) + dacryphilia read here: overtime

✦ noritoshi kamo

fem!dom reader where nori defends his wife from the elders so she gives him the best night + blowjobs + overstimulation + sub! househusband nori + tit sucking spspss (MEAL UNAVAILABLE)

🍷 + 18 (marriage for convenience au) + 5 (mutual pining) + 18 (disciplining)

🥞 + 21 (married au) + 1,13 (breeding kink, thigh riding) meals fused into one, breeding kink is no longer included | read here: i know

🥞🍷 + 20, 58 (assassin! reader, oblivious! noritoshi) + 13 (thigh riding) + love at first sight + “wait, are you flirting with me?” + “have been since the beginning, thanks for finally noticing.” (BIG BRAIN ENERGY) read here: illusion

✦ gojo satoru

serotonin boost for that lovely anon gojo simp 9487 (i’m going to make this special for you because i love you anon) i was thinking maybe gojo comforts his uni!student s/o? just fluff and some cutesy tootsy to relieve your stress! MEAL FUSED WITH SEVEN

Tokyo by Leat’eq + ice cream shop! au with limited cat themed ice cream, you need to wear cat ears to go order + “nyaa!” read here

🍷 + 44 (hate sex au) + 7 (forbidden relationship) + 12 (praising kink) read here: divine

🥞🍷  + 29 (established relationship au) + 5 (mutual pining) no longer included + 6 (somnophilia) + fused with other request that isn’t listed here read here: sweet angel

✿ 🥞🍷 + 29 (established relationship au) + 12,15 (praising kink, face sitting) + reader runs into awful ex and gets worshipped by gojo like they deserve (queen tingz) + gojo comfort read here: breathless

(✿ 🥞🍷 + 12 (bed sharing au) + 7 (forbidden relationship) + 19 (dirty talk) + magdalena bay : killshot + jujutsu tech goes on a trip, gojo and reader ends up sharing rooms and a twin bed)  i’ve been outlining this for days but idk...i just can’t seem to form something out of it. i still have it saved but idk if i can still finish, i’ll try my best though.   it’s just challenging to write, sorry :( MEAL UNAVAILABLE

★✿ 50,1 (mafia au, sugar daddy au) + spice 8,12 (dumbification, praising kink) wow butterfly anon POPPED OFF | read here: earned it

✿ 33 (royal au) + 5 (mutual pining) + 11 (praising kink) read here: fall from grace

✦ choso my MAN

Tokyo by Leat’eq + ice cream shop! au with limited cat themed ice cream, you need to wear cat ears to go order + “nyaa!” + flustered choso + “onii-chan” read here

★🥞 + 17, 34 (fake dating, rentboy au) + 2 (enemies to lovers) + optional wine read here: easy

soulmate au + forbidden relationship MEAL UNAVAILABLE

✦ inumaki toge

🥞 + 15 (body swap au) + 1 (best friends to lovers) read here: total opposites

🥞 + 10 (sugar mommy au) + 4 (strangers to lovers) BIG BRAIN ENERGY THIS ONE (STRUGGLE PAANIK)  it’s too difficult for me to write sorry :(

★🥞 + 64 (canon au) + 5 (mutual pining) + sensitive first kiss with inumaki, them trapped in a room + yuuji as matchmaker uwu + WALL PIN KISS YES SIR + basically hot af inumaki...debating whether i should turn into wine HMMM read here: delicate

✦ naoya zenin 🙄

naoya putting reader back in their place, LONG SCHLONG CLUB read here: acquainted

✿ deity au + virgin sacrifice for naoya + reader with worship kink (DAMN THIS ONE GOT ME TINGLING, its going to be consensual tho, we all have consent kink in this house) read here: true gift

✦ okkotsu yuta 

🍷 + 53 (bad boy good girl au) + 8,10 (dumbification) read here: good for you

★🥞🍷 + 65 (both are oblivious) + 5,9 (mutual pining, slow burn) + 6,9,16 (somnophilia, cum play, 34+35) MEAL UNAVAILABLE

✿ 🥞🍷 58, 65 (one of them is oblivious, hanahaki disease on reader) + 5,9 (mutual pining, slow burn) + 12 (praising kink + cockwarming) + clumsy first time sex MEAL UNAVAILABLE

✦ itadori yuuji 

🥞 + 21 (married au) + 7 (forbidden relationship) (STRUGGLE PAANIK) it’s too difficult for me to write sorry :( MEAL UNAVAILABLE

✦ toji fushiguro

★✿ toxic toji YES + enemies to greater enemies + toji railing reader in front of someone they’re seeing because he doesn’t want to see you happy but he doesn’t want to “keep” you either (LOL this is so toji, might tweak a little bit) read here: personal disaster

age gap au + size kink, somnophilia read here: shhh

✦ ryoumen sukuna

🥞 + 2 (arranged marriage) + 2 (enemies to lovers) read here: black magic

55 (reincarnation au) + 7 (forbidden relationship) no longer included + unrequited love + home from war inspired read here: home from war: the ending

✿ 🍷 + 38 + master x servant + degrading, edging, begging (oooh degrading aint my kink but let’s see let’s see) MEAL UNAVAILABLE

[lockedloki]

ooooo can i make a request for domestic life with feanor? like gossiping, shopping, daily life? i hope this is okay? your writing and fluff always bring a smile to my face 💓💖

A/N: asdfghjldkalsjlal thank you so much for your kind words! I'll do headcanons first, and then later maybe a drabble, (i have some Ideas™), is this okay?

Gossiping

Fëanor is petty. And when he gossips, it's usually with someone he trusts and who understands that this is his way of unloading his frustrations with someone.

He hates lies and rumors, so he sticks to "conveying truthful information". Yeah right. He would never intentionally spread misinformation, and he will correct you if you two gossip about something he knows already.

Shopping

Fëanor loves little stores with trinkets and what not! He respects other craftsmen, and will not hesitate to give constructive criticism, if they should accept his offer for it. He's loved by the people as he supports small businesses and beginner craftsmen, regardless of their status.

That being said, he hates self-important people in the markets with a fiery passion, and it always seems like a brawl might break out if he comes across one of them. Fëanor is not known for standing down, after all.

He's also super easy to lose track of when shopping! He gets so absorbed in his discussions with people about smithing and what-not that he loses track of time and it ends up being a merry chase through the marketplace as you both constantly miss each other just-just. It's like something out of a looney tune: You stick your head out down one aisle, and as soon as you give up and turn around to search another aisle, does Fëanor appear in that same aisle looking for you! This tends to go on for some time, his sons have started a betting pool on who'll find who first from their vantage point at a rooftop café nearby.

Daily life

Fëanor has a wack sleeping schedule. It's unhealthy but good luck trying to get him to apply self-discipline regarding his own bed time! Some days he won't sleep at all, and on other days he slips into a coma like sleep. He loves cuddling, so if this is used as an incentive.... oop

He hums absent-mindedly when he works, whether in the smithy or the garden or the kitchen. He hates the quiet - it reminds him too much of the time after Miriel's death when the castle's halls were so silent, he had nightmares that it was him that went to Mandos Halls and not his Ammë.

He loves making meals together! It might evolve into a little competition on whose dish is the better one, but it's all in good fun!

[capitainelevi]

93 prompt! 👀

Thank you for your ask!! ❤️❤️

Drabble challenge: Followers send a number to your ask and you write a drabble using that sentence/prompt in your piece. "You didn’t just wake me up at 2am because you were ‘in the mood’."

Hex

Ghost Petra. Canon universe.

Word count: 1542

Being a ghost had its perks.

At least Petra tried to focus on the bright side of her life. Well, life was not a proper term to describe her current state of being. Not that she could explain it.

It had been two months since her untimely demise. In the face of uncertainty, when she could feel death breathing down her neck, she saw her life flash before her eyes. The first memory of her parents, the restless nights she spent dreaming of the fields beyond the Wall, the first time she flew through the forest, the first time she felt the wings on her back, and the first time she saw him. Petra wished she could have had another day, another hug to give her father, another chance to relieve the burden resting heavily on her heart. But who was she to question fate? When darkness set in, Petra was resigned with the ending of her story.

But fate had another idea for her. Whatever deity there was out there decided to have mercy on her. Or to torment her further, as it condemned her to an everlasting journey of witnessing time pass around her.

If she were able of such human reactions, Petra would have emptied her stomach at the image of her body abandoned in the middle of a field, as it fell victim to decay. With her mind paralyzed from shock, her feet took her back inside the safety of the Walls, where Petra was put face to face with her cruel reality: she was impalpable. She yelled and yelled at the people passing by, and yet no one glanced at her.

With tears pooling in her eyes, Petra ran for the castle she and the boys had tried to make into a home for Eren. She needed to see him again, even if it were the last thing she ever did on Earth. Mindless, she barged into the kitchen, anxious to spot her captain with a cup of tea in hand.

She could still recall the utter terror on Levi`s face at the sight of his dead subordinate in his face as he threw his teacup towards her. Minutes passed in silence, both too paralyzed with shock to utter a word. Petra couldn`t stop the tears of happiness flowing freely on her cheeks from knowing that even if life condemned her to a lonesome survival, she would always have Levi by her side. Ever since laying her eyes on him, Petra knew: she would dedicate her life to that man. It was the reason why she believed she never got to move on like the rest of their comrades did. Levi still needed her.

The first days had been hard for both of them. Having to adjust to a life without the rest of the squad by their side, failing to get justice for them, and having to accept the idea that she was not there anymore. That she would never talk to her father or her friends again, or feel the wind on her hair or have another piece of cake, that she would never get to feel Levi`s lips on hers. But her captain was understanding, never making her feel odd for the situation they found themselves in.

When the 104th recruits made their way into their lives, Petra was grateful for giving her purpose. To watch over them and try to guide them as best as she could. To help Levi keep them safe. Petra was glad he was lucky enough to have them by his side to alleviate some of the pain his squad left behind in his heart. They never talked about it, but Petra knew they had been his family.

Unfortunately for the young squad, Petra`s methods of discipline weren`t always... orthodox. Her former comrades were already used to her odd sense of humor, as Petra pulled prank after prank, much to their misfortune. And getting to act on her ideas while also being invisible was proving to be her daily source of entertainment. She was starting to feel guilty for her behavior towards Sasha, but Levi had agreed that the girl could use some discipline.

Petra was lost in plotting her schemes when Levi sat down at the table next to her, with two cups of tea in his hands. She smiled as he placed one in front of her, just as he used to when she spent her nights helping him complete his paperwork on time. Despite the odd situation they found themselves in, they had never been closer, and she was grateful for Levi as he tried to maintain a sense of normality around her.

They had just settled in the small cabin with their new squad, and Petra was determined to bring them up to Levi`s standards. And him going away to Trost for the night was proving to be the perfect opportunity to achieve that goal.

"Take care of the brats while I`m gone."

Petra just nodded as she tried to keep the smirk off her face. While Levi let her do as she pleased, Petra intentionally missed going into details of her methods. Such as making the squad believe they were being haunted by an evil spirit. In her defense, she had just tried to get them to clean and to stop Sasha from stealing food when everyone was asleep.

Petra nodded, and when Levi was getting ready to get out the door, she went up to him - "Tell Commander Erwin I said hello, captain." Levi never replied, but she didn`t miss the small smile growing on his lips.

As she had suspected, the moment Levi stepped out of the house, Sasha made her way to the pantry. Petra groaned, wondering how many chairs she had to kick down before the girl learned her lesson. Sasha ran out of the room yelling for help, but still with a potato in both of her hands. Petra was determined to make the perfect Scout out of the girl.

When nightfall came, the young Scouts gathered in the common room with candles, playing into Sasha`s wild ideas to put her mind at ease. While there had been some odd occurrences since they joined Levi`s squad, they were still skeptical in agreeing with Sasha`s story.

"It`s an evil forest spirit, I`m telling you."

Jean rolled his eyes, but when Eren threw him a dirty glance, he got down on the floor with the rest of them. They gathered around a strange board Sasha had bought from the market a week before their arrival, hoping to communicate with the spirit possessing her.

"Oh, mighty forest spirit, what is it you want from us?"

Petra debated if she should play along or leave the poor kids be, but her boredom got the better of her. As the kids put their hands on the wooden piece, Petra placed hers on top of them as she began moving the object over the letters. She tried to keep her hand from shaking with her laughter, as she had an important message to convey.

"Listen to your captain."- Mikasa read, still unimpressed by the events folding in front of her eyes. Petra was feeling the tiniest bit of guilt as she glanced at the results of her work.

"What powers does the captain have?" Connie whispered, vowing never to question any order Levi would give him.

"I told you, captain Levi is something else."- Eren added, both terrified and pleased, as he was not the only one scared of the short man anymore.

Sasha threw the board away, and they decided never to speak of it again. But Petra was unhappy with her work, as she saw the disappointment on Levi`s face the next day when he found the cabin in a deplorable state. Really, who doesn`t think to wipe the surface under the table?

"Have you been on your best behavior?"- Levi asked her in the privacy of his room.

"Oh, yes, of course."- Petra hurried to reply, with a smirk on her face. But Levi trusted her enough not to ask more questions. Looking back, he wished he would have had, as he heard Petra whisper his name in the middle of the night.

"Captain Levi? Are you awake?"

Levi groaned, hoping his subordinate would get the message and leave him be. He knew nights were boring for her, and as much as he enjoyed keeping her entertained, he needed rest.

"Captain?"

"What do you think, Petra?"

He could feel Petra laying on the bed next to him, and he chose to let her talk until she got tired of asking questions.

"But, captain, it`s so hot in here. I might need to take these clothes off."- Petra whispered as she played with the buttons of her shirt.

Levi was unimpressed with her attempts to get his attention, and she whispered in his ear- "What if I`m in the mood, captain?"

"You didn’t just wake me up at 2 am because you were ‘in the mood’."

Petra couldn`t help but giggle at his gruffness, which she always found adorable. She got close to his ear again- "Sasha is stealing food from the kitchen again, are you going to deal with it?"

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2019 Fics Wrap-Up

I saw this tumblr post by the wonderful @keyflight790 and I wanted to do something similar for my 2019! ❤️ 😍

Total word count (AO3): 144.550 words

Number of Fests: 6 

Number of stories posted to AO3: 23 (2 still anon!)

Most kudosed/commented/hits Fic: Fate Has Different Plans 

Fic with the Highest Word Count: Take Your Time 

Tumblr Drabbles

My Drarry Kinktobers (explicit; 14 short drabbles)

Back to Hogwarts (Drarry; T; 840 words)

You’re Always on My Mind (Drarry; G; 450 words)

Trans Harry (Drarry; E; 2,3K)

Damn Hot Chocolate (Drarry; T; 514 words)

Ace Blaise (Blairon; E; 940 words)

Fucking Death Eater (Drarry; E; 300 words)

Ron x Hermione x Pansy (headcanon; E; 900 words)

Drarry at Disneyland Paris (short snippets; G)

In Vino Veritas (Drarry; G; 618 words)

You’re Not in Love With Me (Drarry; E; 2.2K -- happy ending)

A Delicious Breakfast (Drarry; E; 1.8K)

You Can’t Possibly Mean That (Drarry; G; 1.5K)

Drarry Fics

General, Teen, Mature

How to Ruin the Perfect Proposal (and Still Get It Right) -- collab with @rockmarina for Harry Potter’s birthday! 

For the First Time and Forever -- written for @hd-wireless​‘ fest for @maesterchill​‘s prompt. Fave line: Draco felt mad, only mad people could fall so fast, so intensely, over someone else’s scent, taste, laughter, eyes.

These Are A Few Of My Favorite Things -- written for @harrypotterfanfictionwriter​‘s prompt, Harry and Draco babysit Ted!

The Tiniest of Details -- written for the Drarry Discord Drabble Challenge, kind of a poem, prompt: Chemistry. 

Fairy Dust -- written for @jeldenil​‘s prompt, librarian Draco, children’s author Harry!

A Dream Come True -- written for @inevitabledrarry​‘s prompt, Harry gets the wedding dress he’s always wanted :3

Men never, ever, ever hug other men -- written for @rose-grangerweasleyisbae​‘s prompt, 8th year, Draco finally gets the hug he deserves ❤️

First Meeting - written for the Drarry Discord Drabble Challenge and then later gifted to @fictional​, snippets of kind of AU first year, idk ~

Explicit

Take Your Time -- written for @hd-fan-fair‘s fest, time travel, soulbond breaker Draco, I’m so proud of this one despite the low attention it got!! 

Tell the Truth -- written for @keyflight790​‘s birthday! 8th year, truth or dare! 

Two Malfoys Are Better Than One -- written for @mzuul​ based on their amazing art, it has double penetration 👀

Our Husbands Are Gay -- written for @lcdrarry​‘s fest :) based on Grace&Frankie! I love the flashbacks in this one :3

Fate Has Different Plans -- written for @dracotops-harry​‘s fest! Single Parent Drarry and a super cute Scorpius Malfoy 😍

Don’t Air Your Dirty Laundry in Public -- written for @rockmarina​ and daily struggles with washing machines, features a Draco Malofy in Muggle World!

My Own Personal Hair Master -- my first Dom/sub dynamic!! I was so scared of doing it wrong but the lovely @keyflight790​ came to my rescue ❤️

Always In My Head -- written for the Drarry Discord Drabble Challenge, trying to be funny and smutty at the same time. 

A Strong Cock-nection -- written for @slythindor100​ (25daysofDracoandHarry!) 2018, one of my first fics and I still love it! prompt: All I Want For Christmas Is You...Naked.

Other

Drarryville (Draco x Harry x Neville): Discipline Is the Key to Success -- written for @hpdaddyfest for @keyflight790‘s prompts, daddy neville 🔥

Dudley’s POV (no relationships): The Monster under the Stairs -- written for @ununquadius‘ prompt, I loved writing it! 

It’s been so fun doing this wrap-up!!! Please do it if you read mine and liked the idea or I tagged you and you’d like to do it, otherwise thanks for reading through this with me! It’s been an intense year. ❤️