#fic writer tingz

[berberriescorner]

The Sweetest Chaos

Characters: Dad(Husband)!Rio x Black!Reader.

Summary: Rio and the reader navigate the delightful chaos of family life while juggling six kids, a doctor's appointment, and grocery shopping. Through tender moments and playful banter, the couple's love shines amidst the everyday challenges of parenting, showcasing the beautiful messiness of their unconventional family.

Warnings: Mild language. Family dynamics and parenting themes. Situations involving children and chaos😆. Light humor and romantic moments🥰. Some references to past relationships/blended family dynamics. In other words, nothing serious😆.

Author’s Note: So, it’s ya girl’s birthday tomorrow and I wanted to treat my babies. Let’s celebrate with some much-needed Dad(Husband)!Rio. We’ll treat this as if it’s a birthday cake and I’m sharing the deliciousness with my lovelies, my babies🥰💜. I missed you all🥹🫶🏾. Also, no pressure, but to know me, is to know I love books. If anyone is interested in sending your girl some birthday book mail–hit my inbox and I’ll share my Amazon Bookish Wishlist with you🤓📖. Word Count: 1,100+.

Music Inspo💜:

The minivan, lovingly nicknamed "The Chaos Chariot" by Rio himself, rumbled to a stop outside Dr. Patel's office. Six sets of eyes, ranging from wide and curious to sleepily blinking, stared back at you. Rio, the perfect picture of calm and confidence, swaggered to the driver's side. His eyes met yours and deep chocolate orbs accompanied by a sexy smirk admired you for a moment. He watched you look down shyly and squirm, as you pretended to rummage through your purse. He loved that even after years of being together, he still gave you butterflies. 

He chuckled lightly and opened your door, greeting you in that sexy rasp, “Hey, mama.” Rio palmed your thigh, giving your lips a light peck. “Let me get that for you,” he gestured toward the diaper bag and matching mommy satchel. You handed him both, eyes sparkling with a hint of laughter as he slung them onto his shoulder. 

He grabbed your hand helping you down from the minivan. Rio bent at the waist to connect his lips with yours once more, pulling back you felt his breath fan over your lips as he spoke, “Go get checked in. I got my little goons, mama.” Still wrapped up in his scent and husky tone, you slowly nodded and turned to head inside. Your husband took a deep breath, preparing himself for the madness. His fingers clutched the back door handle, as he slid it open, "Alright, mis bebes, mi vida, let's get this done."

Bless her eternally optimistic soul, Dr. Patel greeted you with a bright smile that could rival the sleekness and shine of Rio's meticulously maintained Mercedes (parked discreetly a few blocks away). Wrangling six kids into the waiting room was an art form you mastered over the years. Eight-year-old Amina, currently sporting a head of questionable purple hair dye courtesy of her older sister Marianna, who didn’t ask permission and in turn, was grounded until further notice, was a whirlwind of boundless energy. Thankfully, baby Luca, still blissfully oblivious to the world, slept peacefully in your carrier.

While you negotiated a temporary peace treaty between Amina and the boy who "stole" London’s toy car (spoiler alert, it was under the couch), Rio watched Marcus, his son from a previous relationship. Unlike the teenage angst you sometimes expected, Marcus was a quiet, sweet, and helpful teenager. Today, he sat patiently reading a book, occasionally glancing up to offer a reassuring smile to his younger siblings.

Dr. Patel, used to the organized crazy of your family, efficiently ushered you in one by one. Marcus, ever the responsible one, volunteered to go first with Ravi, distracting the rambunctious toddler with a game of peek-a-boo while you wrestled London out of her shoes. Rio, his usual relaxed self, watched the interaction with a hint of pride softening his features. Later, during Luca's checkup, Rio's stoicism melted away as the doctor cooed over his chubby cheeks. A small, genuine smile tugged at the corner of his lips, a sight rarely seen outside your home. Each child took their turn being looked over, some receiving mandatory vaccinations. Every child was showered in praise. You were fairly certain Dr. Patel had a soft spot for all of your children. Who could resist those sweet little faces?

Grocery shopping was a logistical nightmare but you were a seasoned veteran. Your meticulously planned list, organized by category in your notes app, was your weapon against the grocery store's mayhem. Rio, channeling his inner strategist, divided the aisles and troops. 

"Baby, that’s way too many boxes of cereal," you insisted, raising an eyebrow at Rio as he tossed them into the cart with a wink.

"Just keeping the snack acquisition specialist happy, darlin’," he replied, his voice a low rumble that sent a delicious shiver down your spine despite the fluorescent lighting and screaming children. Marianna, ever-observant, wrinkled her nose.

"Eww, gross! Do you two have to be so lovey in public?" she complained.

Rio chuckled a deep sound that made your heart skip a beat. "Just making sure your mama knows she's appreciated, princess," he countered, leaning down to kiss your forehead. Amina along with London, never ones to miss out on the action, squealed and demanded a forehead kiss too. He obliged, and you rolled your eyes playfully at the interaction.

Marianna, the self-proclaimed "snack-quisition specialist," continued to navigate the chip aisle with laser focus. Marcus, ever the team player, tackled the produce section with military precision, carefully selecting the ripest fruits and vegetables. Meanwhile, you kept a watchful eye on Ravi, who toddled around like a gleeful wrecking ball, occasionally attempting to "accidentally" knock over displays with a mischievous giggle.

The checkout line stretched into eternity. Baby Luca, your newest addition, decided this was the perfect moment to unleash his lungs. The symphony of cries, bickering over candy bars, and Rio's muttered threats to ditch the entire cart made heads turn. “Mama, you’re worn out. Y’all can just go wait in the car. I’ll bring the groceries.” Just as you were about to melt into a puddle of exhaustion and accept, a warm hand reached for yours. It was Marcus, his usual shy smile replaced with a determined glint.

"Here you go, baby bro," he said, handing a bottle to Luca, who instantly quieted down. Your eyes filled with thanks and a bit of shock. Marcus shrugged his shoulders and continued, “I packed an extra bottle just in case. You looked busy running around, getting us all together. I figured it wouldn’t hurt, ma.” You smiled, fighting back tears. Marcus’ attention shifted toward Rio who was making a beeline for Ravi, who had slipped through his legs and tried to wander off. The eldest child chuckled, shuffling over to his dad, who was battling the wiggling toddler. “Here, Pops,” he assisted, handing a juice box to Ravi. With juice in his grasp, he stopped fighting his father and was mesmerized by the colorful packaging. A wave of warmth washed over you. These moments, fleeting and unexpected, were the glue that held your crazy, chaotic family together.

With the shopping complete, you piled back into the minivan, the air thick with the sweet smell of victory (and possibly a rogue diaper). Rio insisted on taking half the gang in his vehicle. “Maybe you can get a little peace, mama. I’m leaving the two oldest and baby Luca with you. I’ll take the ones that be wilding the most,” he insisted, as he referred to the middle children.

“They get it from you,” you joked, unable to stifle a giggle. 

As Rio weaved through traffic, the setting sun casting an orange glow on his face, he knew this wasn’t the life he imagined. But each of your faces popped into his mind and his heart warmed with a mix of love and joy.” In the quiet moments between grocery meltdowns and doctor's appointments, there was a love so fierce, so unexpected, it warmed even the most guarded corners of Rio's heart.

Hope you enjoyed it my sweet, beautiful lovelies. Please be sure to reblog and comment💜. Oh yeah and…

😆😂🤣😁.

Tagging some of my lovelies:

@darqchilddaydreamz @astoldbychae @percosim @thirtysomethinganduncensored @ravennaortiz @amorestevens @abcdestinyyyy @jannavaire @novaniskye @nobodygetsza @bisexuallyattractivebitch @1andonlytashae @rio-reid-whoreee @lovedlover @sunshine-flower @realhotgurlshit @thebumbqueen @blowmymbackout @tashawar @captainwithoutmakingitlove @kinkiicoils @theegoddessofmelanin @beachyserasims @tbmotw @wroteitbutneverwatchedit @speckldsimblr @prettyyybrownroundd @onherereading @undevidedattentionsblog @starrynite7114

[castle-dominion]

Are there no [hyperspecific search] fics out there???? Ugh I guess I will have to write my own.

[jeewrites]

Something that really helped me write smut for the first time was a tip from @bloviating-vy. She suggested thinking about the scene like frames from a graphic novel/comic instead of one continuous scene (bc I found the whole idea of writing smut overwhelming). This really helped me break down the scene and match it with the emotional points I wanted to hit.

I’m still really new to writing smut but it was very helpful in getting me get unstuck and writing again.

Question for Fic Writers

So I'm curious about something. If you write smut, how do you come up with the scene/scenario?

For me it just sort of comes to me when I'm thinking about my characters. Like especially for my chaptered series, I'll be thinking about the characters and their progression and then a smut idea for them will just pop into my head like a movie scene. I rarely feel like I'm struggling to come up with a scene bc my brain just sort of fills in the blanks if that makes sense?

But I wanna know about other writers. Do you have a kink/trope you want to write and just fit it in wherever? Are you writing from irl experiences? Do you just have a specific type of smut you want and then write for it? Do you see something on Bellesa House and want to recreate it (LMAO)? Do you have people requesting a certain fantasy/kink/trope and write based off that?

Please share bc I'm super curious!

Sound off in the comments or reblog with extended commentary if you're a yapper like me.

full pressure tags (if I forgot anybody I'm sorry!):

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@swiftispunk @kedsandtubesocks @chronically-ghosted @ghostofaboy @ghoulettesinspace

@toxicanonymity @umnitsa @quinnnfabrgay @bizarrelove-triangle @ozarkthedog

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@grogusmum @prolix-yuy @demonsandbullets @leslie-lyman

[evagaetinosgirl]

time to go into a writer's coma and finish all the fanfics I planned

[sat0sugu-angst]

Yalllll I hit 700 followers today!! Ty all so much for the love 🧡

I wasn't anticipating hitting it so soon! I've been working on a new journalist!reader x prohero!bkg fic (thanks to @asmaechan 's wonderful idea 👏🏻) and I was hoping to have pt 1 done for the milestone, but I'll put together a little teaser hopefully by next week so yall can have a taste of what's to come 😊

[a-dorin]

i always get the best writing ideas/aus at work so my brain is like:

[saeyoungchoismaid]

I'm going through my google docs and actually labeling the fics that are WIP and two things. 1) WHY TF ARE THERE SO MANY???? 2) LMAO THERES LITERALLY FICS I FORGOT I STARTED LIKE ??????

[writing-under-the-moonlight]

-TRIGGER WARNING-

eating disorders, food, anger issues, overall bad mental health

(this character is a protogen so that’s what all the talk about the visor is about)

I glare down at the food in front of me, anxiety fills me up, almost overflowing. I love it but I hate it, I need to change so why do I want it so badly. Fearfully I pick up the apple, staring at it intensely. I go to open my visor but before I do my anxiety consumes me as I crush the apple with my claws. I slam my visor shut as my visor starts flashing.

Oh no.

It’s happening again.

Red and blue flash on either side of my visor. Red showing only pure anger towards myself, and blue, the despair of being the way I am. Who messed up badly enough to create me? The more I think the more the flashing gets worse. Why was I created just to be thrown out by everyone? Why keep a dysfunctional creation alive?

Why couldn’t I have been one of those cool prototypes? Why was I created like this and not like the others? The only thing I can control anymore is my food, it’s all I have left.

The flashing calms down and blue takes over my vision. My tears aren’t even real, if I’m not perfect like the rest what was the point of making me? Fear and anxiety of staying alive envelopes me as I wrap my arms around myself.

I just want to change.

[bellfort3]

I just wanna know-

What’s your fav fic of mine that I’ve written? My fav that I’ve written is ‘Not a bad influence at all’

I’m just curious-

[littencloud9]

listen i have exactly 14 different ideas in my notes app for future fics and im no where near finishing my current one but am i going to start on those ideas anyway?

yes

[kaminaridanky]

dabi stans who act like he’s just a troubled guy with a tragic backstory™ in need of a redemption arc and not an actual murderer

[lordofperogis]

Chapter 2 of Collateral. This took forever, I know, but it’s here and it’s angsty as ever.

[sat0sugu-angst]

Hit 500 followers today (😭)! Thank you so SO much to every single one of you who wanna read what I write, it truly means the world 💕 been working on some things and have a couple juicy asks that I've been writing so I'll be putting out content on a more regular basis 😁

[a-dorin]

maybe if i lay here and think about it, it will write itself.

[satoruvt]

but i’ll surrender everything

pairing → choi seungcheol x reader

word count → 873

genre → non-idol au, fluff ↳ tags: seungcheol please stop flirting it is 5 in the morning., a briefly mentioned camping trip, kissing <3, suggestive themes, banter, mc cannot handle flirting, cheol’s kind of a little shit but its fine because its cute, holding hands at the end, mentions of soonhoon and jeonghan, strangers to... something..., fwb? the world will never know, kind of mutual pining, just a good time with a couple of idiots!

song inspo → GIVEUWHATUWANT BY THE DRIVER ERA!!!!!!

warnings → pretty suggestive lol, no actual sex but mentions of it!!

a/n → i am a lot prouder of this than i thought i would be ... pls give it lots of love <3 this song has been on repeat all day i knew i needed to do something with it!!! truth be told i have an entire universe set up for this fic i created a whole world just for yall to only see this tiny scene within it LMAO writer tingz </3

You’ve always been a light sleeper.

You think Seungcheol takes advantage of that fact, despite him only knowing that for a few days at most. You feel his fingers, dull at first, dance under your shirt, spread out on your skin. Your eyes open unwillingly and you’re met with a still-dark room, just like how you left it when you fell asleep. Maybe if you close your eyes and refuse to open them again you’ll just fall into sleep again, drift off long enough for the sun to come up.

Seungcheol presses his face into the back of your neck and it becomes painfully obvious that you’re not going back to sleep anytime soon.

“We should not be up,” you mumble into the dark. You will not turn around to face Seungcheol - both of you know by now that it takes one glance for you to fall under him.

Seungcheol giggles, kisses your nape twice. “You don’t want to watch the sunrise?”

You watch what you can see of the lake between the crack in the curtains, gleams of waves still visible in the moonlight. “You do?”

You barely knew him a month ago, the only connection being sharing a mutual friend. Jeonghan had introduced the two of you a few years back, but you never took to each other; never rude, always civil, just not close. You never thought it would take a cabin in the woods with a few other people and a night of drinking to get closer to him, never thought he would spend more nights in your room than his own. Never thought he’d be telling you he’d give you what you want through breathless whispers and between sheets…

Seungcheol hums, but you know better. He hooks his chin over your shoulder like he’s asking you to look at him. “Not really,” he answers, fingers moving from the front of your stomach down to play with the drawstring on your shorts. “Would rather watch you.”

“Okay, creep,” you respond on instinct, feeling your face warm. You’re not sure you’ll ever get used to his flirting, even when you’ve been in bed with him. He laughs, too loud for the quiet morning. His hands never falter.

The sky is barely lighter than it was a few minutes ago, a signal of the coming light. You can barely focus on it when Seungcheol’s all over you like this, pressing kisses over your jaw and practically feeling you up. “It’s early,” you try to protest. It’s weak, and your voice is too breathless to have any bite.

“Yeah?”

Yeah, like he doesn’t care. You sigh when he successfully turns you onto your back, breathe in the smell of his shampoo still lingering on the pillowcases. Your eyes remained closed, not wanting to cave so easily yet. “We’ll wake the others.”

It’s hard to forget that there are other people in the cabin with you, given the occasional groan of the floorboards as they pass through the hallways and the notorious trail of tiger-themed everything left behind by Soonyoung everywhere he goes. He and Jihoon are just on the other side of the wall, sharing a room. You’ve heard their playful bickering more than a few times.

“You’ll wake the others,” Seungcheol corrects, and you open your eyes to give him a glare, but it ends badly. His hair is dark, messy and sticking up in a million directions. His eyes glitter at you, mischievous in the early light, and you hate that he seems to know what he does to you. “You’re the loud one here.”

You snort and he resumes his nipping at your neck, and against your better judgement you wrap your arms around his shoulders. “Whose fault is that?” You counter, feeling his smile on your skin. He comes back up to look at you, the two of you moving together into a more comfortable position, your legs bracketing his waist.

It’s so strange to think about Seungcheol the way you do, now, leaning into his palm when it cups the side of your face. You’ve only really known him for a few weeks at this point, but he feels familiar, something in the way he smells and moves and speaks.

“You’re beautiful,” he tells you, nose rubbing against yours. You don’t know when he got so close.

“You can barely see me,” you respond. He laughs and you do too, feeling warm all over again. 

“Still,” he murmurs, fingers playing with the hem of your shirt. “I don’t need to see you to know.”

All you can think to do is pull him down to finally (finally) kiss him, lips molding together so sweetly. It takes little convincing for him to get your shorts down your legs, though you have to bribe him with a few more kisses for him to take his shirt off. It feels like a different world, with the sun still behind the mountains and the total quiet surrounding you. You think you’d give everything just to stay here like this, in this different world with Seungcheol pressed against you like it’s all he needs.

When the sun lights up your room you fall back to sleep with his hand in yours.

[sunshineistyping]

The Dandy Saga/Various Headcannons

Did I link these for my own enjoyment and extra insight into my Human Sun Stories? Yes. Am I going to keep updating it with any new questions I get about the Dandy Saga/Human!Sun or Moon storyline? Also yes.

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The Great Dandy Saga

First Thoughts

The Beggining

I raise you one more

So many names for one single Sunny man

Moon, You can’t escape the Dandy Saga.

Moonie Is SOFT

Moon and Gregory Interacting

Pretty last name perhaps?

Soft Moon Content

Gregory says no to feelings

Copying the Space Man

They’re 100% multilingual

Gregory hates feelings 🤢

Sun’s Tattoo

Sun’s S/O Doodles In Game Sun

Suns Outfit but add Spice

Hugging Human!Moon and Human!Sun

Sun is a very stressed man

Snickerdoodle The Snake

Mythology Lover Sun

Don’t Cry my Dandelion

FEEDING MY CHILDREN MOON CONTENT

Sun + Spicy Joke

FOR THE CULTURE

Moon + Stripper = Stripper AU

Moon rock

DIVORCE.

Daddy

Lectures out of love

Moons Tattoos

Human Moons Voice

Defense Mode (Normal Au)

Simps

Paddles and Whips

Other Shit I post

Roxannes Problems with Head Pats

You have other accounts 😦

Monster Fucker Content?????

You CHECKED?

Roxy Chooses You

Cute Monty content ft. ROXY

Night Guard is Tired and A Teen lol

How the Glamrocks know each other

Soft Gator Boy

Monty Thirst

M-Marriage?

Roxy’s Tattoos

Teen Vanessa is Tired ft. G. Freddy

Writer is soft for her followers

Where everyone works

My writing process

Favorite character to write for???

Would it freak them out? Idk actually

New phone, who dis? Ft. Material Gworl!

Just Canon tinGz

Gregory, who is your father?

How is everyone connected?

🐱 anon, you are so nice, thank you

☕️ anon, my beloved Lol

/Plat is a given!

I LOVE this Family your honor

IDK but they’re mixed

Monty do you like cats or dogs?

My Pronouns!

Security Breach Gang play DND

Writing tips

Freddy has a Mustache?

Their Music Tastes

Can they dance?

Chica Would Propose First

DJ MM

DJ MM’s Puppy + Connections to the gang

DJ MM is a bit of a bully

Ice Ice Baby

Random Moon and DJ MM HC’s

DJ MM VOICE CLAAAAIM

DJ SIMPS COME GET Y’ALL JUICE

DJ MM Spice

ROYAL AU

S/O Proposes to The Gang

S/O proposes to DJ MM

Dangerous S/O

S/O proposes to Burntrap

Weed Smokin

Burntrap HC’s

More Burntrap

Glamrock Bonnie

You Lied to Me but make it mean

You Lied to Me but make it Mean 2

The Gulls

Lord Farquaad

SHUT

Size kink with DJ MM

Monty + Heated Makeout

Mini/Random Fics

MUSIC MAN: Eyes

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