#fic: whispers in the dark

[steveshcrringtons]

Introducing (finally) Sienna Matthews (featuring Letty Turner @eddiemunscns):

Sienna Matthews wasn’t what you’d call overly happy. Sure she had her moments, but to most people she was a bit…prickly. Which is why her best friend and best friend’s boyfriend thought she would make a great match with Roy Kent.

Too bad for them, the moment Sienna and Roy met they hated each other. Both being too stubborn and too alike to realize that they’d actually get along if they just tried.

Fortunately, you don’t have to get along with someone to get into bed with them. So long as you don’t keep coming back for more…

tagging: @eddiemunscns @foxesandmagic @acabecca @sgtbuckyybarnes @ocappreciation

[diazheartsbuckley]

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Hiya! 💗

So I’m on a roll with this wip rn

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Eddie blinks a few times, trying to focus on Buck but his vision keeps blurring in and out. He touches the back of his head again, exhaling sharply and then Buck is by his side, not caring about the distance between them.

“Maybe you should go to the hospital. Ruben can do a lot of things but he���s not a miracle worker” Buck says, lips curling into a straight line as Eddie leans back in his seat, head tilted slightly backwards. And Buck should know better by now but he can’t take his eyes off the man next to him. And this isn’t the right time or the right place or even the right person. Nobody could ever be the right person.

Yet he finds himself admiring Eddie’s sun kissed skin, how it contrasts his white collar, the soft creases around his eyes, the tattoos peering out from beneath the torn up sleeves of his shirt and the length and curve of his neck.

“Hmm” Eddie breathes out, eyes fluttering close yet he still feels Buck’s eyes lingering on his face. “I’m good. I think I’m safer here than at a hospital”

“I’ll make sure that there’s always someone around who can make sure that nothing like this happens again” Buck says determinedly, drawing his attention to the back of the church. “This is my fault, I should make it right”

It makes Eddie sit back up, this time his eyes don’t seem to veer off Buck and he can see the remorse on his face. “I’m a big boy, Buck. I can handle myself. Besides, you know how I feel about guns in my church. Not that that has ever stopped you” He glances down at Buck’s side, half an inch of black metal peering out from beneath his jacket.

Make me write ✍🏻

Tagging the wifey @tizniz 💗

[number-one-shadisper-shipper]

Hehehe I got another chapter finished!

This is one of my personal favorite chapters because Tom and Maddie are just so fun to write together 🍩❤️🥨

[graciereadshannigram]

[OMG I AM LOVING ALL OF YOUR FANFICS!! TY FOR WRITING THESE I HAVEN'T READ SOMETHING HANNIBAL THIS GOOD SINCE PARAGON]

bro, this kind of compliment is UNREAL, somebody pinch me???

goddd, i am honored, thank you!!!

[smvtgalore]

Whispered Secrets in the Dark: Chapter III - Corridor Encounter

do block this blog if you don't like A/B/O & incest fics so I don't show up in the tag for you

pairing: Azula x Ursa – but Azula x Mai in this chapter | rating: explicit | A/B/O; alpha!Azula x omega!Ursa

general content warnings: omegaverse (feat. g!p), explicit sexual content, parent-child incest, consensual underage sex.

Azula is not in the habit of questioning reality, but she wakes up and stares up at the ceiling like it’ll tell her if last night actually happened.

Did Mother give her an Agni-dammned handjob?

She woke up with a raging hard-on, something normal at this point, and the memories of lingering scent, lingering touches, of a person that shouldn’t be there. It’s not her first sexual experience, Azula’s not quite a virgin – well, she is in the more “traditional” sense, fooling around with Ty Lee but never going all the way with the non-bender omega. She went farther with may, but as a proudful alpha, she’ll never admit those… tendencies out loud.

She’ll also not rub one first thing in the morning, those early craving are soothed on their own, no need of her assistance. She’s all soft again by the time she’s on her morning training clothes, which’s great, there’s no need of a princess to walk around with a visible erection. 

Filled with hormones or not, Azula’s above such carnal, dirty little things.

Dressed in her usual trousers and chest wrappings, and covered with one of her many silk robes, the princess makes her way to her favorite training courtyard. Or she tries. First, she smells the strong, musky scent of another alpha. With a sharpness of steel that tells her exactly who it is. Then a hand, followed by flowing clothes, grabs her arms. She has been jumped times enough to know it's better to be pliant and let herself be pinned to the wall. It’s not like she likes it or anything.

“Do you not have better things to do than jumping on unsuspecting alphas?” It’s mostly a snarl. “The sun has barely risen.”

“Perhaps I do,” where Mother’s voice is soothing, Mai’s breathtakingly sensual. “Like fucking you against this wall.”

“I have a schedule, I’m sure you don’t fit in its current slot.”

“I can make it quick.”

“I thought you had better stamina.”

“I can make yours quite short.”

“We established I last longer than you.”

“I’d like to test it.”

“Would you now?” Mai responds by undoing her robe’s knot. “Do you think Zuko would be happy that you’re about to suck off her little sister?”

“Don’t talk about yourself in third person, it’s weird. And we’re not even engaged, she won’t mind it at all. Also, who said I’ll suck you off? I said fuck you against the wall.”

“I have more important things to do than be your fuck buddy,” like finding Mother and questioning her what the fuck last night was about. 

“Sure,” Mai’s well-kept claws leave pink trails down Azula’s stomach, it makes her hiss and immediately rise to a half-mast. Mai knows her a little too well. “Then why are you hard?”

“Barely hard,” Mai moves her hands up again, they’re the adequate size to perfectly cup her breasts, Azula might or might not be sensitive to someone fondling with those. “This is not fair.”

There's a small lift of the corner of her mouth, it’s a smirk in Mai’s body language: “Such a whore.”

“I’m a young alpha, and you’re groping me, that’s all.”

“Groping you?” Her left hand moves south, gripping firmly her now fully hard cock. “This is groping.”

“Just get on your knees and suck my cock.”

“I intended to fuck you,” her fingers hook on Azula’s waistband. “I guess sucking you off will have to be enough.”

“And I’m the horny one.”

Mai doesn’t answer, pushing down her trousers to her knees without saying another word. Her cock’s heavy enough to be weighted down when she’s up on her feet, but not so terribly weighted down, it almost points straight forward. 

Mai’s long, slender fingers wrap around her girth, fingertips overlay each other. Azula appreciates the length of her fingers (specially when they’re inside of her, she’s proud but not proud enough to not allow herself to be touched in all pleasurable ways. That’s definitely why she let Mother touch her…) Azula relaxes against the wall, also braces herself for what she knows will be an intense session of Mai trying to suck her soul out via her cock.

Mai, the stoic, expressionless alpha (more of a role model of Fire Nation alphas than she has any right to be), kneels in front of her with golden eyes full of lust. She looks quite pretty when on her knees, not so subtly smelling in Azula’s scent like it’s fresh air after years suffocating underground. Her nose traces from the hilt of her shaft to the tip and down again, she licks and sucks on unfairly sensitive balls. She licks slowly up, she takes some sweet time licking the extremely sensitive cockhead. 

It’s fascinating. Azula thinks, to watch how Mai takes all of length into her throat.

She covers her mouth to muffle her moans, her other hand tightens in a fist – Mai bit her cock almost hard enough to draw blood the one time Azula tried to hold her head without permission. Azula’s self-control is commendable, even more so when you consider what she’s going through, and she keeps her hips as still as possible as Mai performs one of her cocksucking shows.

And the nonbender alpha looks up at her, keeping Azula imprisoned in their eye contact, something that only adds to the pleasantly experience of getting a head in a public space.

(Azula knows she’ll think about Mother in that position, on her knees and looking so pretty it hurts, taking her in like she was made for it. )

“Such a good cocksucker.”

Mai rolls her eyes, but sucks her harder and she can smell the fellow alpha’s arousal scent. It’s a shame the princess won’t be able to do anything about it, since she’s running late already with this small encounter. Mai sneaks her hands up her tights and then gropes her butt, pulling her closer, pushing her cock even deeper. Azula doesn’t try to hold back much as the alpha works the muscles of her throat around the thick shaft invading her throat.

The continuous intense sucking sends Azula over the edge quicker than she’ll admit.

Nai swallows every drop of cum, she always does. She eases Azula out of her throat, licks to make sure it’s all clean and nice. She gets up, smelling like an alpha needing of release soon. However, at least she understands that making Azula ever more late to her training isn’t good.

The princess reaches to one of Mai’s flowing sleeves: “Meet me later.”

“Will you let me fuck you?”

“Maybe I will. We will see.”

Azula knows she will, at least when they do that, she can fully ignore other thoughts, not that Mai needs to know that.

[umbracirrus]

WIP Wednesday 💛

Wednesday again!!! I've been trying to work some more on the next chapter for The Perfect Storm, because this Friday marks a year since I posted the first chapter!! I'm honestly so so happy that I'm still working on it now, after years without the heart to write, seventeen chapters in with many more to go!

Some more festival shenanigans with Elyse and Balgruuf, inspired by my discovery that one of Balgruuf's primary skills in Skyrim happens to be archery.

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Elyse groaned quietly as her arrow feebly clattered to the ground some feet before the target, and Balgruuf had to stifle a laugh as she started muttering to herself quietly. All that he could hear was her blaming both the cold and the bow, pale wisps of air dissipating around her as she grumbled. He had never expected her to be the sort of person who took losing or failing badly, but given how stubborn she could sometimes be… perhaps it wasn't as far-fetched as he had first thought.

Unfortunately, she heard him trying to conceal his amusement, and she continued mumbling for a moment longer before staring at him. “I saw that, and it isn't funny! This was a fluke, there’s only two bows I can use properly, and this isn’t like either of them!” she huffed, before taking a deep breath, walking over to him, and thrusting the bow into his hands. “How about you try? If my attempt was so amusing, then that must surely mean that you can do better than me.”

He barely had the chance to protest before she had more or less pushed him onto the mark indicated on the ground to shoot the target from. “Elyse, I wasn’t laughing at-“ He stopped speaking when he saw her hands on her hips and the raised eyebrow that she was giving him. “Oh, for the love of... Fine.”

Seemingly satisfied with his decision to go along with her demands, she called Elrindir over to ask for three more arrows.

It had been a while since he had used a bow himself, so he didn't have any high expectations of what he would be able to achieve, but… well, Elyse's arrows had barely made it halfway to the target. He was confident that he could manage at least a bit closer if he hadn't allowed himself to get too rusty in his abilities.

Balgruuf could feel Elyse’s eyes on him expectantly as he took one of the arrows he had been given, held the bow up, positioned his hands and arms, before letting the arrow loose. It sailed through the air, passing over the scattered arrows from her failed attempts, before embedding itself into the target. It wasn’t quite on the centre, but was decently close enough all things considered.

A quiet tut came from his side. “Show off. Probably just luck...”

The same happened with the second arrow. It was much closer to the edge of the target, but the wind had ended up picking up and no doubt had an impact on his aim. Elyse inhaled sharply at the very moment the arrow had landed, and from the corner of his eyes he could see her start fidgeting.

When the third arrow landed on the target she didn’t audibly react, but when he turned to face her, she had a dumbfounded stare plastered across her face. That look was quick to turn into a pout accompanied by her folding her arms over as he started laughing once more. She genuinely didn't take losing well at all.

[athina-blaine]

hmm what is it about that sir goldiedick that sets my brain on fire huh

[phoenixcatch7]

Gem fusion au with a cryptid batman AND supernatural prince of Gotham Bruce Wayne.

In the eleventh hour the city is saved by the world famous demon creature finding the mysteriously missing prince and, in an act of true sacrifice and love for the rotten city, Bruce Wayne miraculously performs a perfect fusion with the monster, the glittering jewellery of status now adorning sweeping wings and fitting perfectly to the symbol in its chest, a diamond and pearl crown floating between two enormous pointed ears.

[darthkvznblogs]

[itwasmagic]

now i've made the 3a finale gifset im thinking about the say don't go chorus to 4b finale ://////

[steveshcrringtons]

Sienna Matthews and Roy Kent in Whisper in the Dark - a Ted Lasso fanfic.

Sienna Matthews wasn’t what you’d call overly happy. Sure she had her moments, but to most people she was a bit…prickly. Which is why her best friend and best friend’s boyfriend thought she would make a great match with Roy Kent.

Too bad for them, the moment Sienna and Roy met they hated each other. Both being too stubborn and too alike to realize that they’d actually get along if they just tried.

Fortunately, you don’t have to get along with someone to get into bed with them. So long as you don’t keep coming back for more…

Tagging: @eddiemunscns @catgrant @acabecca @sgtbuckyybarnes @cas-verse @steve--harrington--gal @ocappreciation

[wulfhall]

i thought in memoriam by alice winn was really beautiful but then i read somewhere that she started out writing as a really prolific drarry fanfic writer and i can’t even find the source where i read that now to verify it but now in my head that book is just ww1 au drarry sorryyyyyyy. still a very good book but yeah

[number-one-shadisper-shipper]

Basically the ending of my fic Whispers in the Dark:

Whisper: ...

Shadow: so is this a date?

Whisper: We are literally in the hospital because you got shot in the chest!

Shadow: Yeah but is this a date?

[graciereadshannigram]

i finished writing most of chapter 10 for my fic reciprocal alchemy, and already had this outlined so....

i have fallen completely in love with exploring their mental connection and this is what's coming out of it, hope you enjoy <3

The difference was staggering. With Molly, it was familiar, routine—comforting in its own way but lacking the intensity he craved. With Hannibal, every thrust was an eruption of sensation, every movement a declaration of possession and desire. The feeling of Hannibal’s body clenching around him was indescribable, a perfect blend of tightness and warmth that sent sparks of ecstasy through his nerves.

p.s. pls let me know what you think!!

[iobsessoverfictionalmen]

Whisper me truths and I'll tell you no lies (1)

AN: This fic idea wouldn't leave me alone! It takes place after Order of the Phoenix and will contain Harry Potter and Star Wars spoilers. Basically, it's me writing another Sith AU. Updates will be unpredictable because I am doing some additional work. The image isn't mine. I found it on Google - credits to the original owners.

Warnings: mentions of death, violence, war, and betrayal. One day I'll write something that's just fluff - I promise.

"Do not tell her," Sirius ordered his godson.

"What? Why? Her name was on the prophecy!" Harry protested, staring at Sirius in shock. Still recovering from his near-death experience at the Ministry of Magic, Sirius clenched and unclenched his hands on his blanket.

"You can't tell (Name) because the last time the Jedi visited Earth - it took the oldest and noblest families to force them back to the stars. Didn't you ever wonder why the Sacred 28 are the most influential of the purebloods?"

"Her name was on the prophecy though." Harry argued, his voice growing steadily louder, "She deserves to know! I mean, Dumbledore only recently told me that a prophecy connects me and Voldemort.  I know I would have liked to know that earlier so I could prepare myself.  Why shouldn’t we tell her?  If the Jedi are so horrible she could use the time to prepare herself to fight against them."

"And where would that lead?" Sirius questioned as he shifted in the bed with a wince that had guilt twisting at Harry's insides. "It's best that the prophecy remains with the others, undisturbed at the Ministry of Magic."

A lump built in Harry's throat, "It got smashed during the battle with the Death Eaters," he admitted, not meeting Sirius' eyes nor revealing to his godfather that he had actually thrown the prophecy in question at Bellatrix Lestrange to escape from the mad witch.

Sirius fell quiet immediately, "Did you see the other name on the prophecy?" He eventually croaked.

Harry thought for a moment before nodding, "Qui-Gon Jinn."

Sirius scoffed and rolled his eyes before muttering an expletive in French. Although Harry didn't understand French, he knew what Sirius had said wasn't good. If it were any other situation, Harry would have laughed at his godfather's reaction.

"Years ago, I overheard the Aurors who visited Azkaban panicking about the fact that Qui-Gon Jinn fell after his apprentice's betrayal." Sirius closed his eyes, "Merlin help us. I thought a Jedi returning to Earth was bad but a Sith would be even worse."

[eros-vigilante]

fanart for a fic that hasn't uploaded in a year...

FOUND YOU @ravenschrome ... ok well you haven't posted in a year either but... the url in your ao3 profile is outdated... also nice therion...