#ficc idea

[gardenoflupins]

My wolfstar angel/demon au is so rule #34 coded

[coachbeards]

OK, so here's how you fix the end of Ted Lasso the TV show. Ted realizes that his life is in England now and Henry and Michelle move over. And Beard and Jane break up and he moves in with Ted and he quits coaching to pursue. I don't know making an album or something.

See im still not fully convinced making michelle and henry uproot their lives to go to Richmond would solve things, but i do love the idea in general of ted finding comfortability between both locations, and not feeling divided yet happy with both places!!!

but definitely beardjane breakup and him quitting coaching!!! I also love the idea of beard going back to school :’))

[wonziz]

Sunghoon as your boyfriend<3

warnings: kissing, skinship (lmk if i missed anything!!) genre: fluff

Sunghoon is definitely the type to bring you out on simple dates like ice cream dates.

You and sunghoon were lining up at your favourite ice cream store you both always went too. “Let me guess you want cookies and cream?” Sunghoon said smiling at me as it got to our turn to order. “You guessed it right” you said smiling as sunghoon tell ur order to the counter. 

Sunghoon is definitely the type where if you were having period cramps, he would comfort you by peppering your face with kisses. 

Sunghoon walkes into the room and noticed your uncomfortable figure laying down on the bed. “Sweetheart..? Are you ok? Period cramps?” He askes in a soft and comforting tone before walking towards the bed, laying down beside you. When he sees you nod, he puts his arms around ur waist and caresse your back before peppering you face with kisees. “Hoon stopp” you say laughing and he smiles, “that was the smile that i was waiting for” 

Sunghoon is also definitely the type that loves to go to the park or small walks with you

It was a sunny day but windy day, making it not too warm, perfect to go on a walk. You guys were walking at the park near your apartment. The breeze swayed the trees back and forth. You were walking as sunghoon suddenly intewined your hand and smile at you,saying“Did i tell you how pretty you look today?” He ask as you burst out laughing. “Yes you did hoon, many times” you say in between your laughs. “Well let me say it again, you look absolutely beautiful today” he says as he bring ur hand to his lips and place a soft kiss on ur knuckles 

Annas love note: heyyyyy!!! Finally here with my first ficc!! I definitely gotta give all my love to @jaysng for supporting me and giving this idea too mee!! Its kinda short bc im still going through my examss!! But i hope you like itt!! Im not really the best writer

Taglist: @jaysng (open)

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[drowsyhope]

HEYA, [Y/N]! • POPPY PLAYTIME

summary ; child reader with the smiling critters

a/n ; THANK YALL SO MUCH FOR THE LOVE ON THE DOGDAY FICC 🫶🏼🫶🏼 was lowkey scared to post it bc i thought it was booty 😔 HOPE YALL ENJOY THIS ONEE

warning ; slight cussing, reader is hispanic coded bc ya girl is hispanic ‼️🙏🏼, based on the CARTOON versions of the smiling critters, different scenarios with each character, no children death just a lot of sillies :3

DOGDAY , MOVIE NIGHT

“are you sure the popcorn isn’t burnt?” you asked while holding up a greasy bag of popcorn, that clearly had a burnt smell to it. you were wearing your typical pajamas, a [f/c] ]f/a] themed jumper. dogday on the other hand was wearing a dog themed jumper, complete with fuzzy orange socks.

dogday nodded excitedly, taking the greasy popcorn out of your hands. “of course! everything is perfect!” he turned on the heel of his feet, turning around and walking towards the cushion fort the two of you made.

you were confused, but shook it off, putting in another bag of popcorn.

dogday caught wind of your birthday coming up, and planned a one-on-one play date with the two of you, since recently he has been more busier than usual. plus, he always love spending time with you!

fluffing up a pillow, dogday laid down, getting comfortable in his spot, his tail wagging and you made your way towards him, your own personal bag of popcorn in your hands.

“what movie would you like to watch?” he asked, grabbing the controller and looking at you, awaiting for an answer. you on the other hand, didn’t know what movie to watch. surely, there was plenty of movies to watch, but they suddenly just popped out of your head when the question was asked.

“hmm, what about [favorite movie]?” you responded finally. dogday nodded, turning towards the tv and putting on the movie, smiling as the two of you started munching on your goodies.

alas, your movie night began.

CATNAP , TEA PARTY

catnap was reluctant on the idea of a tea party, but with convincing with the help of dogday, catnap agreed.

the two of you were dressed in your sunday’s best. catnap went for a more casual look, having a pink bow tie tied around his neck, a bow being tied around the end of his tail. bobby gave him some white gloves, craftycorn gave him some necklaces to borrow.

you on the other hand, had a bow tied around your wrist, a bow being put in your hair. picky helped you style your hair, and kickin helped you become more confident.

the tea party was going to be held in his cathouse, which dogday and bubba decorated.

you and hoppy prepared tea, making some french goodies alongside it. you were excited for this little tea party, having it with one of your best of friends. it was also near the time of your birthday, so you were extra excited.

entering the cathouse, you were greeted by catnap, who was fumbling with his bow tie, seemly uncomfortable. “catnap!” you smiled, before giving him a funny look as he looked at you with a shocked expression.

“hey! uh ..can you help me?” catnap struggled, before you nodded. you didn’t want your friend to feel uncomfortable.

soon enough, the two of you were enjoying tea, snacking on chocolate chip cookies, and chatting your lives away. well, mostly you. out of the two, you were the more talkative one. catnap was the quiet one of the smiling critters, so it was surprising for the others for the two of you to become such best friends.

but, thankfully, the two of you are. cause you won’t be having this epic tea party if you didn’t!

HOPPY HOPSCOTCH , MOON CYCLES

hoppy has ever seen the moon before, you on the other hand, have. she always asked how it looked like, does it change, does it have a scent, etc.

“the moon has different cycles, like i think today it’s a full moon.” you explained, showing her a picture of the full moon today. hoppy looked amazed, her eyes widening and her eyes going up. you smiled at her, enjoying that she was finally able to be the moon.

“ah yucks, i wish i can see the moon for myself!” she responded, going back and landing on the pillow, making you giggle. you in return laid down on your stomach right next to her, the photograph still in your hand.

“it’s very beautiful! maybe i can take a videotape next time. i’ll make sure to show you.” you promised, sticking out your pinky for a pinky promise. hoppy smiled, taking out one of her fingers to establish the promise.

it made you feel bad that hoppy never seen the moon. you always seen how much she wanted to see the moon, always talking about it and learning about it.

you wished you can take her along with you, but your parents won’t allow you. also, hoppy is a 6’2ft mascot, and might make other people scared.

nevertheless, you explained the moon cycles to her, drawing pictures of them to visualize it for her. she enjoyed learning more about the cycles, and thanked you for showing her a picture of the actual moon.

hopefully, one day you can take her to the moon. the two of you can jump super high and reach the moon, planting a picture of the two of you, and come right back down. one day, you’ll make sure that dream comes true.

one day.

CRAFTYCORN , ARTWORK

the room was filled with bunch of laughter and smiles, it was of course, the art room. craftycorn was in charge of the art room, as she was the artistic one of the smiling critters.

thankfully, she had a helper, a kid named [y/n].

[y/n] was a artist from the day they were born, always making different artworks from different materials. if there was something, they could make anything out of it.

they enjoyed making art, and instantly became best friends with craftycorn, the two sharing their love for art.

“can you pass me the red?” craftycorn asked, scribbling on her paper. [y/n] nodded, getting up and walking towards the table, which contained different colored crayons. they grabbed the red one, turned around, and made their way back to where craftycorn was.

“here you go!” they said, giving them the red crayon. craftycorn smiled at them, taking the red crayon. she was drawing the two of them, using the red crayon to draw hearts all over the place.

[y/n] sat down, continuing to draw on their artwork — a drawing of all the smiling critters, them included. it was a huge project, and their hand definitely hurt. but, it was going to be worth it in the end.

soon enough, craftycorn was finished with her artwork, holding it up like it was a masterpiece. the other children caught wind of the finished art piece, and was quick to scatter towards her, wanting to see what she had created.

finally, [y/n] was finished. they smiled as they wrote their name near the bottom of the paper, holding it with such determination. they were proud of their artwork.

“that’s an amazing artwork, [y/n]!” craftycorn complimented, smiling as she realized it was her and the other smiling critters, alongside with [y/n]. she felt warmth creep its way into her heart, it was adorable.

“i hope you enjoyed it, i spent a lot of time on it.”

indeed, she and the other smiling critters enjoyed the masterpiece created by their dear [y/n].

PICKY PIGGY , BAKING

baking with picky was like a sport, it was easy!

picky had this cookbook that she liked to use. thankfully, you were able to read, so it was easy baking with picky, as she always had the ingredients on hand.

now, the two of you decided to bake cupcakes for the smiling critters, since they been craving some sweets for awhile.

“and now .. add vanilla!” picky said as you put some drops of vanilla into the cake batter mix, instantly being hit with the scent of vanilla. it smelled just like dogday.

picky read over the instructions as you poured the cake batter into the pan, making sure it was evenly distributed. it was rather a messy step, but with picky on your side, it was easy.

you were quick to put the cupcakes in the oven as picky sat on the countertop, looking at you, smiling. the two of you became friends over your love for baking, and picky’s live for eating.

you would always bake or cook for picky, as you wanted to improve on your skills. picky always gave you honest review, so you can improve better. it was a easy win for the both of you, you get better, and she gets to eat.

the two of you were in silence, looking as the cupcakes baked. it was a comfortable silence.

time was fast though, soon the cupcakes were finished. you put on your heat protective gloves, and took out the cupcakes, blowing on them to try and cool them down.

picky was jumping up and down, excited that the cupcakes were finally done. “okay, don’t touch just yet, they are still very hot.” you said as you took off your gloves. picky understood, but was still excited. she loved trying your cupcakes, something about them just make them melt in her mouth.

she loves when you bake.

BUBBA BUBBAPHANT , MATH HOMEWORK

you didn’t enjoy math.

you always stressed over it, cried over it, and also got mad over it. math was just not your brightest subject.

your best friend on the other hand, bubba, was a scholar on math. he always showed you how good his grades were on math, and always offered to help you.

but no matter how much he helped you, you never seemed to grasp on the concept of math in general.

“come on! it’s easy!” bubba groaned, looking down at the simple multiplication work on your paper. you on the other hand, was stressing out. you shook your head, to which bubba playfully rolled his eyes.

you groaned as bubba explained to you the basic of math, and how to do multiplications. you been over this plenty of times! you just can’t understand the concept of math!

“ughh .. at this point don’t even talk math to me!” that gave bubba an idea.

he quickly bought up 2 apples, “okay, there is two apples, correct?” you nodded. he bought up 3 apples, “now, there is 3 apples, right?” you nodded once again.

“now imagine each apple is 2 apples,” she pointed towards the 3 apples, “2 .. 4 ..”

“6!” bubba smiled. “correct!”

then it was like something clicked. bubba showed many other examples, and you got it right away. everything was suddenly making sense!

maybe math isn’t so bad.

BOBBY BEARHUG, VALENTINE’S DAY

valentine’s day was right around the corner, and you didn’t know what to get your best friend, bobby bearhug.

bobby’s favorite holiday was valentine’s day, she always loved the idea of love in general. in fact, that was how the two of you became friends.

you were giving out chocolates to your friends, and you had an extra heart shaped chocolate. you didn’t know who to give it to, until a certain bear came up to you, giving you a lollipop. smiling, you gave her the heart shaped chocolates, and the two of you became instant friends.

your friendship anniversary was coming up, and you were nervous. you didn’t know what to give bobby, as she basically already had everything.

but then, you had an idea, an expensive one.

2 week before valentine’s day, you were working your butt off for some cash. this was going to be an expensive gift, but it would be long lasting.

thankfully, you got some help from some of her other friends, getting some info on her favorite colors and favorite candies, everything was going to fall perfectly in place.

you made sure to give the person making the gift enough time, and made sure you tipped them accordingly. everything was perfect, and you were excited.

valentines rolled around, and bobby was trying to look for you.

“have yall seen [y/n]?” she was growing worried. today was your friendship anniversary, and she hasn’t seen you all day. she hoped you didn’t just ditch out on her, as she didn’t want to seem useless.

that was when one of the kids asked her to follow them, and as skeptical as she was, she followed nevertheless. they led her to a dark room, which scared her quite a bit. that was until the light turned on, revealing a surprising sight.

“happy valentine’s day!” you stood there, a ramo buchon in the color of her favorite color in your arms, some candies in your other. they were eternal roses, which meant they wouldn’t die out, which made it even more special. the other kids took pictures of the two of you.

this surely was going to be your favorite valentines yet.

KICKIN CHICKEN , ONE DAY

the playground was filled a lot of children, including bullies.

you hated bullies, especially since you have a few of your own. they always made fun of your hair and the way you spoke, which made you insecure about yourself.

that was until a kid named kickin chicken came to your rescue. he defended you from the bullies, and threaten to call the teachers on them.

he was like your guardian angel, and he was a chicken, so almost there.

“why didn’t you tell me?” kickin said with tears in his eyes as he patched you up. you were silent the whole time, not wanting to trauma dump on your friend.

“i didn’t want to seem weak.” you whispered, to which kickin sighed, taping your bruise. he looked at you with worried eyes, this was the 3rd time this weak you were sent to the nurse office, and kickin was always there to see you.

he gave you a hug, sighing as he heard you sniffle. you were always an emotional kid, which was probably one of the reasons they targeted you. kickin was sure to report those kids, they don’t deserve the cupcakes he’s going to bring on his birthday.

he wanted to tell you that you weren’t weak, but you would never believe him. he knew that you hated confrontation, so he never told you directly, but with his actions, he did.

“you’re a amazing friend, [y/n]. i hope you know that.” he said as the two of you hugged each other. you didn’t say anything, you didn’t want to believe what he was saying, but half of you know that he actually meant it.

you just hoped those bullies get the karma that they deserve, and that you won’t be bullied anymore.

one day, you’ll be a happy child. one day you’ll be able to smile without being scared of someone making fun of you. one day, you’ll be the best friend that kickin will always want you to be.

one day.

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last one had a kick to it. alsooo!!! request are open!!! please request! :3 might take some time though :(

[paranormalactivity5]

✮If you film me while I suck it you can be a superstar!✮

Rockstar!Eddie Munson x Famous!Fem!reader

*This takes place in 1990 simply because cameras were smaller*

A/N: ok second ficc!!! I kinda don't like this tho but it got me out of writers' block soooooo. Also, love the writers' block after one fic. I welcome feedback and constructive criticism!

WARNINGS: P in V, oral sex (f receiving), one thigh slap, chocking, lmk if anything else but I don't think so

word count: 1.2k

You were sitting there staring at yourself in the mirror occasionally taking a nervous peek at the not yet recording camera set on the table next to you, waiting for Eddie to get home. It was Valentine's Day and you finally had the day off but just your luck, Eddie had press all day for Corroded Coffins' new album, you really couldn't be more proud of your boy but…really? Today? You had loved Valentine's Day even before getting into a relationship, just seeing people be happy and in love was nice, and now you were one of them but of course, Eddie's manager Brenda had to take that away, however, you still had some tricks up your sleeve.

Eddie had bought up the idea of possibly recording yourselves having sex, which you were apprehensive about considering your status but you were very intrigued by the idea…..you didn't tell him that though. You wanted to wait for the right moment to bring it back up and this was it. You were dressed up in a light tan sheer little two piece that was littered with little red hearts, it fit you fucking perfectly. He was going to lose his mind.

The second you heard his car pull up in the driveway you threw on your regular fluffy black robe with little comic skulls on it and put the chicken pot pie you had prepared earlier in the oven, you only put it in now because you knew you would be occupied for awhile. You greeted him at the door saying your hellos, and a quick peck on the lips “mmmhp is that chicken pot pie?” he asked smiling “yup, just put it in the oven”. He tells you about his day and all the interviews he did but all you can think about is how hot he looks in those black jeans, that black tee shirt, and leather jacket. He turns around to hang his jacket up and you quickly drop your robe, exposing yourself. He turns back to face you and you swear you can see his Brian short circuit, he does that every time he sees you like this but just as he also does every time he rapidly gatherers himself and a smirk appears on his face. “Well damn baby…” he always speaks so smoothly “I mean I knew you would probably do something but shit, I wasn't expecting this” You can already see him beginning to harden in his jeans which in turn makes heat pool in your stomach.

He walks over and pulls you into him, kissing passionately, only ever pulling apart for air. “Jump” the command from him is so simple but it makes you oh so excited. You do as he says wrapping your legs around his waist and his hands grip your ass, he always holds you so effortlessly, he really is one of those guys that is so much stronger than they look. He begins to walk into your bedroom, never breaking the kiss. Once he gently sets you down on the bed he pulls up to remove his shirt he leans down again but you put your hand on his chest to stop him. He looks confused when you walk over to the dresser, until you hand him the camera.

He looks like he could blow his load right then and there. “...Are you sure?” he asks “Yes.” you say breathless and quickly reattach your mouth to his. He lays you down and turns the camera on but confuses you when he hands you the camera. He lowers himself and starts laying kisses down your stomach and on your hip bones, your breath starts to quicken and you can feel your clit throbbing with need. He continues down, now sucking hickeys into your inner thighs. After what feels like forever he ghosts’ his lips over right where you need him, you can feel his long hair tickling your thighs. He looks au at you with nothing but want in his eyes “Record this baby. Record me making you cum on my tongue”.

He peels your sheer panties off you, the string of your wetness to your underwear could be considered pornographic. The feeling of the cold room was quickly replaced by his warm mouth. You let out a loud moan. the second his mouth is on you he goes to work. Licking around and sucking your on your clit. You use your hand to rub your tit through your bra but he quickly stops his 

actions and slaps you on your thigh causing you to let out a whine. “Keep the camera on me. Or I stop.” he says sternly but you know its killing him not to have his mouth on you right now. You place the camera back on him and he dives back in. You can feel the tension building in your abdomen. For the first time, you look down and you can see him grinding himself into the edge of the bed, and feel him groaning into you; the vibrations are what send you over the edge.

He continued his work on your pussy letting you ride out your orgasm. As soon as you come down from your high his mouth is on yours and he tugs his pants off and puts the camera on the side table where it can get the perfect view. He looks at you for permission, you breathlessly reply “Yes” looking up at him with so much want you can barely see straight. He lines himself up with your entrance. As he pushes in you both let out moans of relief. He quickly begins to build up his pace, You're both moaning so loud  “fuck. Fuck yes. Take it” he groans. he’s pounding into you so good it’s mind numbing.

He pulls the cups of your bra down “Lemme see those perfect tits babe” and begins palming your breast and rolling your nipple between his fingers. “Oh my god Eddie” you moan out shakeily. He slides his hand up your body and around your throat just barely putting enough pressure on your pulse point to make your head spin. For the second time tonight, you feel the pressure build and you can tell he’s feeling the same from the way his thrusts are becoming more sloppy and his glorious abdominal muscles are tightening.

“Cum in me, please, Eddie cum in me” you beg him. He leans down to kiss you and his pelvis rubs against you triggering your orgasm, the feeling of you clenching around him triggers his own. You both ride out your highs moaning into each other's mouths. You now lay next to each other with him still inside you feeling the after shocks of your orgasms. “Oh my god….when was the last time I told you how much I love you?” he asks while chuckling sarcastically and you lightly slap him on the chest. Just in time for a nice dinner, after which you will probably show him some gratitude on your knees. 

[xkittyxkattzx]

it would be nice if i wrote a ficc James centric, where he goes to a psychiatric clinic and meets slytherin skittle and i dont know if i want to do it Hogwarts au magri in the summer in the 6th year after james had a trauma with bipolar james where like i was thinking abt him being in a bad relationship like halfway through 5th year and the summer when he comes home and really kidda BAD and elfy and monty think it's a good idea before 6th year starts AND IT WON'T BE A GOOD IDEA bcs regulus barty and evan are here too and It will definitely be starchaser/jegulus and i really what something abt James and barty like or a good friendship or something more..? also idk abt smut but mybe ? idk i also what a bit of morallly Gray James but uhmm idk i what also a lot of angst and like discover thing little by little and idkkk!!!

I don't know but I don't know how to write it or if I should write it..bcs i also have hard time write thing alone 😭 also i my change someting or all but the main idea is always the same idk if i should bcs i really like It but idk if anyone else I would like It .

[autisticlancemcclain]

fic rec 36

welcome to fic rec friday! where, on friday, i rec five of my favourite fics.

People Will Say (You're In Love) by @azapofinspiration

For some reason, people keep on mistaking Keith and Lance as a couple. Lance has some ideas as to why that is, but Keith has some too. Really, whose fault is it?

this fic is so ROMANTIC it makes me swoony. this is also an excellent trope. we are so in love and so good for each other that everyone thinks we are in love because we are too close to see it but no one else is. we are our own bubble. idc how cliche it is i love it

2. With Flying Colours by @azapofinspiration

They say that the Lion chooses the Paladin. The Blue Lion chose Lance to be her Paladin. And then all the other Lions seemed pretty okay with him piloting them as well.

the funny thing about this one is that my bookmark is all hoo boo the lion change is so bad but this is good but now im like the lion change truther lol. but if u are hesitant about the lion change i highly recommend this! it makes PERFECT sense that lance would be the one to pilot them all, u know? the fluid one

3. Aim by @azapofinspiration

There's something that's been bugging Shiro about Lance. He finally asks about it. He feels like he should have expected that answer.

I LOVE THIS ONE ITS SO FUNNY. i also have incorporated this entire ficc into my belief system. if ur looking for a good shiro & lance fic and also a fic that will make u GIGGLE then head over.

4. In Stitches by @azapofinspiration

With every stitch, a bigger picture can be seen. And each one is made with love. In which everyone on Team Voltron learns more about Lance as he knits the day away. And maybe he learns something too.

knitter lance is so important actually. shame the show only mentioned it once and never again bc if lance is one thing its crafty. luckily azap is the reigning monarch of found family in missing vld moments

5. The (Not-So) Necessary Rescue by @azapofinspiration

Lance has been captured by the Galra, and Shiro and the rest of the team rush to save him. Due to a bit of luck, they manage to get there to rescue him but... Well, it turns out that it may not have been as necessary as Shiro thought. In which Shiro learns that he has severely underestimated Lance and Lance is freaking awesome.

i LOVE this fic. nothing is more funny to me than the idea of the team rushing to try to find and save lance and discover him w his foot halfway out the door already lol. i have read this fic like ninety times. also i swear ive already recced this one but whatever double rec bc this fic rocks

that’s it for today!! i’ll see y’all back next friday for the next fic rec post!!!

[yandere-fics]

♡ Selene Fucks Her Scared Sheep Darling In An Alleyway ♡

(Hey so apologies in advance, I swear I do NOT have a piss kink, it just keeps fitting into my Selene ficcs because she's so gross and scary and overwhelming and it just fits, please believe me, I'm normal. Also am I completely horrible and fucked up for enjoying this lmao?)

Werewolves and hybrids were a bad idea, luckily they were very rarely soulmates and werewolves rarely got with anyone who wasn't their soulmate so they didn't approach you romantically, meaning if one approached you, it was to attack and this was a very very big werewolf who had been trying to garner your attention for the last few hours so you assumed she was definitely going to eat you alive.

"So how about we get out of here together, little lamb?" She was leaning against the bar as you tried to come up with any way to convince her to not eat you, the others in the bar could smell your clear fear but no one was stepping into help you, you were so screwed, you were going to die, she could probably smell your fear too, it was all over, you bet your fear was just going to make this meal more enjoyable for her.

"I have to g-g-g-go!" You ran out of there quicker than you'd ever run before, not that if would help you if she decided to give chase but maybe she'd decide she'd prefer an easier meal and you weren't worth the effort to eat, you quickly realized that wasn't the case when you heard a very loud growl and the door to the bar fly off behind you, oh god you were going to die tonight and there wasn't a single thing you could do to stop it. She wrapped her clawed hand around the back of your neck and lifted you up, dragging you to a nearby alleyway and pining you to the wall.

"Don't you know it's not smart to run from wolves, little lamb?" She was beginning to shift, her clothes tearing off which was terrifying enough but then you felt her shred your clothes and you started to bleat nervously, letting out a wail when you felt her tug on your tail with her other hand. "Cute tail, you'll forgive me if I tug on it won't you?"

"D-don't eat me." She was fully shifted at this point and you were very high off the ground, luckily or maybe unluckily no one dared to look down the alleyway towards where you were, you couldn't bring yourself to look back at her coc which you could feel pressing against your hole like it might actually rip you apart, you had to avoid looking at any cost, just don't look-

You looked back gasping in shock and something wet started trickle down your leg and you realized in horror you pissed yourself, well maybe she wouldn't eat you now, maybe it would all be fine, maybe she'd set you down and put that scary thing away but she only readjusted her grip, one hand wrapping around your waist while the other hand forced both your hands against the brickwall before also going to your waist.

"Mate... little lamb..." She growled softly, almost like a purring sound as she began to glide you back and forth on her cock, you were grateful it didn't seem like she was going to penetrate you while you were shifted or at the very least she didn't have the focus in her shifted form to find the hole properly. You were even more embarrassed she didn't seem to care you'd pissed yourself but you could tell the people walking past knew someone had peed there because their steps sped up and they actively crossed the street at this point so they wouldn't walk by. Now you wished she'd eat you, then you wouldn't be here sobbing as she dragged you back and forth on her cock, panting in your ear with her tongue hanging out on your shoulder.

"S-stop..." With your hands pressed firmly against the wall you couldn't even stop yourself from bleating rapidly every time you felt the tip of that monster press up against your hole, holding your breath and praying this time she wouldn't get in in and only breathing again when you started to glide back down normally and it didn't penetrate this time, you were so screwed though, it was highly unlikely she'd be satisfied without knotting with how much her instincts had taken over, especially if what she'd said about you being her mate had been true. "S-tooooppp..."

"Mate... my mate..." She grunted, thick ropes of cum shooting out and landing on the wall, her instincts calming down just enough for her to angle her cock and finally thrust up into you making you bleat quickly to try to get someone to come help you even though it also felt really good. "One more... One more time..."

Sheep and werewolves really were a bad mix.

[my-castles-crumbling]

Hii Cas,

I am in need of some advise. I am 13 years old and have questioned my sexuality for a long time, and am finally able to make peace with myself and accept that I am bisexual.

I am out to all my friends, my cousin, some other people, it really isnt a secret anymore. But i have not explicitly told my parents and I am now questioning if I will.

My parents have always been very supportive of the lgbtqia+ community until lately, they have been saying things that make me rather uncomfortable, like;

' to much people are bisexual, most of them must do it for attention and Arent really bisexual'

' you cant really be genderfluid, its just making yourself special'

' If someone would be non-binary, I would not learn his or hers pronounce'

' in the end all that matters is what is in your pants, ofcourse you are allowed to be trans but that doesnt mean you Arent the gender you were assigned at birth'

And many more mean comments about being gender fluid and non binary.

I think my parents know that im bi, but I really dont feel comfortable being a part of the lgbtqia+ community in my own home, because of their perspective.

Do you have any argument or something, because of I try to change their mind they always say something mean, and I really hate it.

Sorry for the rant, and btw, i realllyyyy love clandestine, it is my fav ficc❤️

Hey hon!

I'm so glad you're able to be out to so many people and have an accepting support system outside of your home. It sucks that your parents aren't supportive, but I'm happy you at least have that.

I do want to make sure it's SAFE to come out to your parents. As long as you feel like they won't react in a way that puts you in danger, then I'm totally down to help!

For their questions/comments, it might be good to ask them some questions back! Get them thinking. Here are some examples.

' to much people are bisexual, most of them must do it for attention and Arent really bisexual'

"What kind of attention are they getting? Why does that matter? Does supporting their identity hurt you in any way?"

' you cant really be genderfluid, its just making yourself special'

"Why does being genderfluid make you special? Does it bother you that people are genderfluid? Does supporting genderfluid people hurt you in any way?"

' If someone would be non-binary, I would not learn his or hers pronounce'

"Would it bother you if I used the wrong pronouns for you? Is it difficult to learn new words? Did you know that people who are routinely misgendered are more likely to develop mental health issues? Does supporting nonbinary people hurt you in any way?"

' in the end all that matters is what is in your pants, ofcourse you are allowed to be trans but that doesnt mean you Arent the gender you were assigned at birth'

"Why do you care what people have in their pants? Can you always tell what someone has in their pants? Does supporting trans people hurt you in any way?"

I think sometimes asking these questions helps people think about their bigoted views. Their responses will also give you an idea on if they're just ignorant or truly unsafe, you know?

Keep me updated! Naming you glasses anon!

[evie-sturns]

BRO HINT OF WHATS THE NEXT FICC

I DONT EVEN HAVE AN IDEA YET

[johnnycademyschmookie]

ALRIGHT.

So, my account is dusty... So, let's dust it off with an un-requested fanfic!!! I'm just going to do a Veneer x FEM! Reader because I have fake scenarios in my head before I go night-night. TW/ WARNINGS: None? It's kind of fluff but there is kissing. Key!: (t/h) - Textured hair (f/c) - Favorite color (c/c) - Choice of color (e/c) - Eye color (s/c) - Skin color (___) - Your name! (m/n) - Middle name! (l/n) - Last name! (h/t) - Hair type/texture (h/c) - Hair color

Veneer adored you. Well, he wasn't a stalker, but he did follow you on his alt Instagram account. You made amazing art, sang amazing, and looked amazing. You were extremely nice as well. Of course, Velvet would always tell him dating someone would distract him from being a celebrity. But he never really wanted to be famous in the first place. He just wanted to make and keep his sister happy. Veneer liked being famous more than he did when the two started, but at the same time, it felt like selling your soul just to have who practically worship you, and just to obtain money. But anyway, one day he was scrolling on his phone, it was a boring day. There, surprisingly wasn't anything happening that day. And he was on Instagram mindlessly scrolling, until he saw you. It was like love at first sight! ... for him. He didn't really know if you knew who he was. And he was okay with that. For once in forever, there was possibly someone who wasn't keeping up with the trends, or who was famous, or who had a baby and then got a divorce right after. He wanted to follow you, but he didn't want to cause a fuss, so he created a fake account. It wasn't anything special, but it was really so he could follow you. After following you, he logged back into his main account, and stalked yours a few minutes. There were videos of you at concerts, singing at bars, painting commissions, things like that. Your music interest was definitely something he hadn't heard before, it wasn't rock or punk, but it was something like indie? Or was it soft rock? Or experimental? He didn't quite know, but you definitely had somewhat a music taste. You were semi-famous, not too much. You were fresh meat to the music business it seemed like. You had concerts at small places, like a coffee shop, or bars. It was usually bars, but people were really interested in you and the music you wrote. Sometimes you would sing your favorite songs but mostly it was songs of your own. But he didn't like you because of your music, he liked you because you were you. You had bright (e/c) eyes, soft (s/c) skin, and (h/t) (h/c) hair. You were simply beautiful. And don't get him started on your smile, when he would see it on his page, it was like time stopped. He also loved how nice you were, your voice as well. He loved how comfortable you were around your friends and family, you were perfect. There was not a doubt in his mind about that. But what really stopped his heart was when he saw you in the crowd of one of his shows a few days later. You were having fun, and it seemed you had a few friends come with you. You were singing along while taking a video. Not of him and Velvet, but of you and your friends. Though, he did something that would get a very stern talking-to from Velvet, but he did care (OKAY THIS PART IS NOT MY ORINGINAL IDEA!!! THIS FROM A DIFFERENT VENEER X READER FICC!!! ILL FIND THEM SOON AND CREDIT THEM.) He jumped off the stage, and the crowd went wild, but Velvets face was stunned. Veneer grabbed your phone, mid-recording, and videoed himself with you beside him, and had said something that he was not supposed to.

"Hey! I know your from Instagram and your just an amazing, talented, nice, and beautiful with a side, of adorable person! Here's my number: 145-887-534-9034 (FAKE NUMBER.) Call me cutie!" He winked before giving the phone back to you, and you and your friends were practically crying. You didn't know what he said, but it must've been something important for him to take your phone.

TBD!!!! GIVE ME FEEDBACK. I actually have shared any of my writing on any social media so bare with me!!! Part 2. will be soon! Love yall! HELP IM NOT PROOFREADING IT.

[obxsummer]

CAN WEEEEEEEEEEEEE PLEASEEEEEEE HAVEEEEE THE READERRRRR HAVEEEE HERRRRRRRRR BIRTHDAYYYY INNNN ONEEEE FICC??

calm thyself 😭😭😭 and yes haha we talked ab it a few messages down for some ideas!

[writerslittlelibrary]

Omg sorry for spamming you immediately but dark Wandanat having a teen together?? HELL YES!

I just had the best idea for this ficc!!!!

I gonna write it rn 🤭

[foreverisntenough]

Heyyy boo

If you don’t mind me asking, when are you releasing part 8? I’m obsessed w this ficc ❤️❤️

Thank you 🤍

It’s liveee!!! I’m so sorry! I forgot I hadn’t posted it yet! Please let me know what you want or think should happen next!

Read Chapter 18 Now!

[awriternamedart]

Akrasia has met its end, so heres a quick FAQ with a few questions you might have about it !! (Minor spoilers if you havent finished the ficc below the break!)

What does Akrasia mean, and why did you name the fic that?

Akrasia - The state of mind in which someone acts against their better judgment through weakness of will.

I came across the word while doomscrolling pinterest while I was writing Akrasia. Fun fact, the original name for Akrasia was actually Ice Shards, Mask Fragments. But Akrasia as a word stuck with me, and the more I thought about it, the more I realized that the word really suited Sampo in the fic, and his constant back and forth with himself over his feelings for Gepard. So yeah, I renamed the fic.

Was Akrasia ever going to have a happy ending?

Nope. From the very beginning, Akrasia was meant to have an ambigious/bitter ending. It felt fitting, to me at least, because of Sampos nature, and the whole angle I took with his character.

You can actually find various hints about the ending throughout the fic, mostly in Sampos dialog and thoughts. I tried (key word tried) to write him with a flighty sort of air around him, a kinda sense of doom from the start. Sampo knew what would have to happen the moment it started.

What happened after Akrasia?

Up to intepretation! Personally, I think Gepard didnt end up joining the Astral Express, instead asking them to just keep him up to date if they ran into Sampo, up until the time the epilogue happens. Reverse Serval situation, because he is honorbound and Gepard is a military man at heart. He knows where his duty lies. But like I said, its really up to you guys and what you wanna think happened.

WHERE IS LYNX ?!

So I started writing Akrasia the month of Star Rails release, (MAY 2023 TF?!), before we knew anything about Lynx. Because I didnt want to mischaracterize her, I ended up just not writing her explicitly

Will there be any more Akrasia fics?

Yes, actually! I made an Akrasia series on Ao3 for a reason. Im planning on doing a few DanCae shots to compliment the Starch7th ones already there, as well as a few side stories for the GePo/SamPard moments that were in passing in the main story. Things like missing scenes, more sexier times, and elaboration into characters I didnt really get to explore in the base story. But Akrasia itself is done and dusted. All fics pertaining to its small lil universe will be under different names.

How old is everyone in Akrasia?

I wrote and percieved Gepard and Sampo to be in their early 30s, maybe extremely late 20s. Seele and Bronya are mid 20s, Serval is mid 30s and Natasha is late 30s early 40s. As for the Trailblazers, well we know Dan Heng is probably far older then we think, Caelus and Stelle are.. weird, and March cant fucking remember. So I wrote them all witu the idea of mentally mid 20s.

Why are Stelle and Caelus in Akrasia?

cause I wanted them to be. Like, genuinely I just didnt want to choose and I wanted both Starch and DanCae so yeah. I just said their both here.

If you want the internal lore reason, the Stelleron was unstable enough that it ended up needing another vessel to contain all of its power. So Stelle and Caelus are just really weird twins, basically. They share a level of physical connection outside of looks as well, (ie, the matching scars from cocolia) but only to extreme , permanent damage. They also trade off who uses the lance and the baseball bat at their leisure.

Why are there some plot inconsistencies ?? (they bug me the author alot)

because its fanfiction /j thats not my excuse

Nah theres actually a reason for it. Akrasia originally was written to be aroind 10k words long, and clearly thats not what fucking happened.

So i ended up going back and editting alot of scenes, removing one scene entirely that actually was pretty important and i tried to make sure i caught every error but- well yeah i missed some.

If your curious about said scene, well- Remember the drunk Sampo scene? Yeah originally they had a drunk hook up and that was the main catalyst for the story. I ended up completely scrapping the scene and changing it around as it became more of a slowburn and the scene felt more and more out of place with the story i wanted to tell.

Hell in the original manuscript for the fic they never even got together, so theres that -

Will there be a sequel to Akrasia?

maybe? Im not planning to have one but the possibility is there, though im not sure what it would entale. For now, just indulge yourself in the side stories.

Do you allow fanwork ?

hell yeah mate, and this goes for anything I post on ao3. your more then welcome to draw or write stuff based on what Ive made, to take inspiration from the ideas Ive had. Writing, alt ending, art, hell playlists if you want(strangers by kenya grace is my assigned akrasia song btw). As long as you aint takin it and claimin it as yours.

[imyesterdaysproblem]

I NEED AN IDEA FOR MY FIRST FICC 🙏🏼🙏🏼

GIRL IDK ME TOO 😭😭😭

i say requests are the most helpful thing, imo