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So excited you are taking requests! I love your work ❤! Could I request a S(ish)FW (language and innuendos ok, basically anything except actual smut) with Prompt #56? I was thing fem Jedi!reader and Crosshair having a snarky/flirting conversation post mission? Maybe leads up to implied sexy times, I'll leave that up to you.

This prompt was so Crosshair lol thank you for requesting it!

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Pairing: Crosshair x Jedi!Reader

Words: 3,132

Tags/Warnings: fluff, canon-typical violence, arguing as a form of flirting, a gratuitous amount of swearing, some making out but nothing too crazy

Prompt: 56. “I-I don’t know if I want to yell at you or fuck you.” / “Surprisingly that is not the first time I’ve heard that.”

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“Eyes up, General.” Crosshair's smooth voice sounds in your ear. “You’ve got company.”

You quickly pocket your datapad, taking a look around the forest. You don't see anything, and you look up at the tree where you know Crosshair is perched, the tip of his rifle just barely poking through the leaves.

"How many?" you ask, keeping your voice low.

"Just one, but it's a big one."

You take another look around the trees. "Where is it? I don't see anything."

"You will."

“That’s not helpful,” you grumble, turning back to your datapad, tapping on the screen to wake it back up. The screen lights up, and you go back to your notes, continuing your read through as you walk through the woods, your eyes flicking up every so often to glance around you.

Nothing.

Your eyes focus back on the datapad. You’re still searching for an elusive herb that is supposedly native to this planet, one which is a rare and valuable medicinal ingredient. It’s not uncommon for Jedi and other medics to search for them, though it was a pain to do so. Making matters more complicated was that this planet was so far removed from the Republic that you were risking getting into trouble just by being here.

The natives had yet to be contacted by the Republic, so your presence was an unknown to them. You don't even know if they're civilized enough to communicate with you, and if they were, whether or not they'd be hostile to you.

What you do know is that you’d be punished if you were caught on this planet without permission, and the last thing you wanted was to be sent to the AgriCorps. Again.

Crosshair, of course, thinks you're stupid for even thinking about searching for this herb. He had made a point to tell you exactly what he thought as the two of you set off earlier this morning. You’d left Tech and Echo behind to repair the ship’s systems, while the two of you went out to explore, Hunter and Wrecker doing the same in the opposite direction.

Crosshair was less than pleased at the idea, but he'd agreed to go with you anyway, even if his reasoning was more to ensure you wouldn’t get yourself killed.

As much as you hated to admit it, the sniper was probably right. Your chances of actually finding this herb was slim. You'd spent several days searching for it already, and your only reward was sore feet and an empty vial. You didn't even know how the plant was supposed to look, other than the brief description provided to you by a Jedi Master who had been on this planet before and some poor quality photos.

Small, white, fragrant flowers. Leaves long and thin, shaped like a star, growing in groups of five.

You were sure there was plenty of vegetation that matched the description on this planet. Hell, it was a forest, and it seemed like everything was green. The only problem was finding the right one.

You had no idea how long you had until the flower stopped blooming, and the plant lost its medicinal value. If you didn't find it soon, you'd have to leave, and then you'd be forced to return home empty handed, without the rare herb and with no explanation as to why you'd returned without it.

And worse, Crosshair would be proven right.

The thought of that alone was enough to make you want to find the damn thing.

You walk a few steps farther, pausing at a small clearing in the forest. You glance at your datapad again, checking your notes, then scan the ground for any sign of the flower.

"It's not there."

You look up. You don't see Crosshair anywhere.

"Where are you?" you ask.

"Behind you."

You turn and look, and you still can't see him. "Well, if you're going to criticize my choices, the least you could do is get down here and help."

"I am helping. By keeping you alive."

You scowl. "Where the hell are you?"

"You should really watch your language, General."

You roll your eyes. "Come down here and help me," you say.

"Help you with what?"

You jump and turn, letting out a surprised yelp when you see Crosshair standing next to you, the butt of his rifle resting on the ground, one hand resting on it, the other on his hip. His helmet is still on, and you're unable to read his expression. You hadn't heard him approach, and it had startled you, enough so that your hand had gone to the lightsaber at your waist.

"What is wrong with you?" you demand.

He tilts his head. "I didn't realize you were so jumpy.”

"Yeah, well, if you weren't always hiding in trees and making creepy comments, I wouldn't be," you grumble, releasing your hold on your saber one finger at a time.

"If I wasn't always watching your back, you'd be dead," he retorts.

"Yeah, yeah," you mutter. "You're the only reason we're not all dead."

"You're welcome."

You let out a sigh and roll your eyes. You’re sure he’s smirking underneath his helmet, and you're not entirely sure how you feel about it. There's something about him that irritates you, that gets under your skin, but he's also the only one on the squad that seems to pay attention to you. And he does a good job of it, too.

It's strange, really, because he seems to notice things about you that nobody else does. He knows when you're annoyed, or upset, or when you need to eat. He can tell when you're not sleeping well, or when you're tired, or when you're distracted. And when you're focused, like now.

The two of you spend a moment staring at each other, neither of you saying anything. You can practically see the smirk on his face, and you narrow your eyes, not trusting him. He's the most unpredictable member of the squad, and he always seems to catch you off guard. He seems to take great pride in it, too, and you don't appreciate it.

"Whatever," you finally say, turning back to your datapad and looking at it again. The description of the herb and its supposed medicinal value was all well and good, but the picture of the plant was very generic. It looked like pretty much every plant in this damn forest.

"Do you actually have any idea what you're looking for?" he asks, stepping up next to you.

You give him a withering look, and he just stares back at you.

"No," you hiss. He chuckles, a low, warm sound that makes your skin prickle. "You wanna tell me what's so funny?"

"Not really," he says, his helmet turning towards you.

"Asshole," you mutter, turning away from him and scanning the ground. He's still staring at you, and the feeling of his eyes on you makes your skin crawl. "Do you mind?"

"No," he replies, his voice low. His helmet tilts to the side as he watches you, and you can feel your cheeks growing warm. He's close, and it makes you feel uneasy, but you don't back down, and he doesn't move.

“Look, if you don't want to be here, you can leave," you say, turning to him, your voice rising.

He takes a step closer, and you have to fight the urge to back away. You stand your ground, and he leans closer, the black visor of his helmet mere inches from your face.

He scoffs. “And get blamed when you disappear and die on this planet? No thanks."

"You'd love that, wouldn't you?"

He shrugs. "Wouldn't matter to me," he says. "But I like to think of myself as a loyal soldier. Wouldn't leave a comrade behind, no matter how idiotic the mission. Or the person.”

You roll your eyes. He's just trying to piss you off, and he's succeeding.

"You're insufferable," you hiss. "Get lost, and stop following me. That's an order."

He chuckles, the sound sending a shiver down your spine. "Can't," he says. "I'm stuck with you."

"Why?"

He doesn't answer, just shrugs.

"Then just leave," you mutter, turning and walking away. You hear him follow behind, but you don't bother to look. You know he'll keep pace with you.

You walk in silence for a few minutes, before he speaks.

"What exactly are we looking for, anyway?"

"Are you actually going to help, or are you just gonna complain?"

"Complain, probably."

"Then leave."

"Not until you do."

"Ugh," you groan. "Fine. Look for anything with long, thin leaves, and white flowers."

"What does it do?"

"You don't care."

"Probably not, but I'm asking anyway."

"It's for an antidote," you reply. "For a poison. It's very rare, and expensive, and the only way to obtain it is by harvesting the flower. If we can find one with roots in tact, we can bring it back with us and grow our own. But the only place it's grown is here, and the blooming season is only a few days and then it's over."

"Sounds like a lot of trouble," he comments.

"It's worth it," you argue. "This could save thousands of lives."

"So, what do I look for?" he asks. You give him a look, and he shakes his head. "What? You asked for my help. Tell me what to do."

"Fine," you sigh. "The flower is usually found growing at the base of a tree or shrub, and the roots are long and deep, and it has a unique scent."

"Unique how?"

"I don't know, it's like..." You wrinkle your nose, thinking. "Like... honey and mint, I think? It's hard to explain. I don't really smell it myself, but that's what I was told."

Crosshair stares at you for a moment, his hands flexing. He looks like he's contemplating something, but doesn't say anything. Instead, he just turns away, walking into the woods.

"Cross?"

"Keep your eyes open, and don't die," he calls back.

"Where are you going?"

"To find your precious herb," he replies, waving over his shoulder.

You roll your eyes. "Just don't get lost!"

He doesn't answer, disappearing among the trees.

You continue on your way, stopping every so often to check the ground for any sign of the flower, and then move on. The day passes slowly, and you feel yourself getting more and more frustrated. Your frustration only grows when you see the sun starting to set, the sky slowly darkening.

"Fuck," you grumble, turning and heading back in the direction of the ship. Crosshair had left hours ago, and you hadn't seen or heard from him since. You had no idea where he was, or if he was still alive.

"Cross, you there?" you ask, tapping your comm.

Nothing.

"Crosshair, come in."

Still nothing.

You let out a frustrated huff. He was probably fine, but that didn't stop the worry from creeping up inside of you. It wasn't unusual for him to disappear, but you had expected him to stay close to you, especially after insisting that he stick with you.

"Dammit," you growl, turning back around. You're about to call out for him again, when you hear a twig snap behind you. You go still, your hand instinctively going to your lightsaber, and you spin around, igniting it.

You're not prepared for what greets you.

You're met by a massive, six-legged creature, easily three times your size, and twice as wide. It's covered in thick, shaggy fur, its legs ending in sharp talons. It lets out a growl, its teeth bared, saliva dripping from its mouth.

You're frozen in place, your heart pounding. You can't move, your limbs trembling, and you try to think, to find a way out of this, but you can't.

The creature takes a step towards you, its head lowered, and you can feel the air around you shift as it inhales. It's trying to catch your scent.

You grip the hilt of your lightsaber tightly, willing your hands to stop shaking, trying to keep the blade steady. You’ve fought bigger, more dangerous things than this. You can handle it.

You swallow hard, trying to calm your nerves. You can do this. You're a Jedi.

The creature opens its mouth, a low, rumbling growl echoing in the woods. It's almost on top of you now, and you brace yourself, knowing you have to act, or you'll be dead.

You move forward, swinging your lightsaber towards the creature. It reacts immediately, lunging at you.

A loud shot rings through the forest, and the creature stumbles, its head jerking to the side. Another shot, and another, and the creature falls, the life draining from its body.

You stand there for a moment, your lightsaber humming quietly, the smell of the creature's blood filling the air. You can feel your heart beating wildly, and you know you should be relieved, but you're not. You're angry, and terrified.

“What the fuck is wrong with you? You could have gotten yourself killed."

Crosshair is standing next to you, his rifle aimed at the creature, his eyes hidden behind the black visor of his helmet. His hands are steady, his finger resting lightly on the trigger, and you can feel the tension radiating off of him.

Okay, now you're furious.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" you demand, glaring at him. "There’s no way the locals didn’t hear that. We're going to be in so much shit."

"That thing was about to kill you, and all you can think about is how much trouble you're going to be in?"

"Yes!"

He lowers his rifle and pulls off his helmet, and you're met with his usual expression of disdain. "You're unbelievable."

"Where the hell were you, anyway?"

"Helping you," he says.

"Bullshit," you hiss. "If you were helping me, we'd have found the damn flower by now."

He holsters his rifle and digs into the pouch on his belt, pulling out a vial and holding it up.

You stare at it for a moment, not believing what you're seeing. It can't be. There's no way.

"Are you kidding me?" you ask, snatching the vial out of his hand and turning it over. Sure enough, inside is a small, white flower, its roots still intact.

"You're welcome."

"This can't be real," you murmur, your eyes widening as you stare at the herb. It's everything you'd hoped for, and more.

"It is," he says.

You turn to him, your mouth hanging open. “I…”

"It's okay," he says, taking the vial back and handing you his helmet. "You can say it."

“I—I don’t know if I want to yell at you or fuck you.” The words are out of your mouth before you can stop them, and you cover your mouth with your free hand, your face burning.

His eyebrows shoot up, and he tilts his head.

“Surprisingly not the first time I’ve heard that," he says, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"It just slipped out," you protest. "I didn't--"

"Sure you did," Crosshair cuts in, taking a step towards you. He's close, so close that you can feel the heat of his breath against your skin, and it makes your knees weak. "I've got that effect on people."

"I hate you," you whisper, unable to look away from him.

"No, you don't," he murmurs, leaning in and pressing his lips against yours.

You gasp, but don't pull away, your eyes fluttering closed as his hands rest on your hips, pulling you against him. His lips are soft, his kiss gentle, and you can't help but kiss him back, your arms wrapping around his neck, his helmet dangling from your fingers.

The two of you are pressed together, his warmth surrounding you, and you melt into his embrace. You're not sure how long you stand there, your lips moving against his, your heart pounding in your chest.

You can't seem to think straight, and all you can focus on is him, his touch, his scent, his taste. He takes a step forward, and you gasp as your back hits a tree, his body pinning you there. He takes advantage of the opportunity, his tongue slipping past your lips, exploring your mouth. You moan softly, and he deepens the kiss, his hands gripping your hips tighter.

Your knees are trembling, and you have to wrap your arms around his neck, afraid that you'll fall. He seems to sense this, his hands moving to your waist, pulling you flush against him. His armor is hard, digging into your skin, and you let out a soft whimper, a sound that makes him smirk against your lips.

He breaks the kiss, resting his forehead against yours, his breath hot against your skin. His eyes are dark and hooded, his cheeks flushed, and he's breathing hard. He doesn't speak, just stares at you, his gaze intense.

"Thank you," you finally whisper.

“For the flowers or the kiss?" he asks.

"Both."

He smiles, and it's one of the first genuine smiles you've ever seen from him. He's beautiful, and you can't help but stare at him, his sharp features, his piercing eyes.

"Come on," he says, pulling back and taking your hand. "Let's get back to the ship before the locals figure out we're here. You can show me how grateful you are later."

Your cheeks burn, and you quickly look away, trying to hide the blush that's creeping up your neck.

"Yeah, yeah," you mutter, rolling your eyes, though you can't help but smile as he takes your hand and tugs you towards the ship. The two of you walk in silence, his fingers laced through yours. He's surprisingly gentle, his touch light, his thumb brushing over your skin.

You're still not entirely sure what to make of him. He's cocky and arrogant, but he's also protective, and attentive. He notices things that others don't, and he does what needs to be done, even when he doesn't want to. And he doesn't let anyone else tell him what to do.

But most of all, he's the one person who's always been there for you. He's the one who's always watched over you, even when you didn't want him to. And even when he's a pain in the ass, you're glad he's there.

You steal a glance at him, and he's looking at you, his expression soft.

"What?" you ask.

"Nothing," he replies, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Just wondering how grateful you're going to be."

You flush, looking away, and he chuckles, squeezing your hand.

"Shut up," you mutter, trying, and failing, to hold back a smile. You can’t deny you’re looking forward to it.

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rosiehrs · 2 years

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FANWARS ## masterlist.

huh yunjin x fem!reader

SUMMARY ⤻ yunjin (an army) and y/n (a blink) have fallen into the stereotype of not being able to get along, continuously starting fanwars- but only with each other..?

CONTENTS ⤻ smau, non!idol x reader, wlw, fluff, crack, minor angst, enemies to lovers (?)

WARNINGS ⤻ major bts/army and blackpink/blink slander, dark jokes, strong language, suggestive jokes, (small) use of vape and nicotine intake.

FEATURING ⤻ le sserafim, pham hanni (newjeans), ahn yujin (ive), yoon keeho (p1harmony), oh haewon (nmixx), choi yeonjun (txt), choi yena (soloist), more characters to come in future chapters ˆ-ˆ

STATUS ⤻ completed!

NOTE - there may be chapters that trigger certain fans, so i apologise in advance and want to emphasise that bts/army and blackpink/blink slander will be a part of the whole fic as it's the main plot TT please don't hurt me if something angers you, but please let me know if i went too far!

IMPORTANT - do not send hate towards any group under my works, especially blackpink and bts. if you do, you'll immediately be blocked. this fic is meant to be unserious/funny/lighthearted so please don't take this as an opportunity to say some shit just bcs fw!yj or yn said it. to sum it up, blackpink antis and bts antis, DNI.

PROFILES..! the ninja turtles, fantastic 4.

CHAPTERS ;

O1 # soty

O2 # fancywasrobbed

O3 # daesangs and tantrums

O4 # INSENSITIVE BITCH

O5 # stalk before you block

O6 # [REDACTED] x3

O7 # eunchae saw it

O8 # hanni understands!!

O9 # blackpink outdid..!

10 # google translate

11 # nailed it

12 # she actually did not nail it.

13 # shut down (vlive)

14 # eunchae's yuny/n fanpage?

15 # mr chang<3

16 # american threat

17 # discussion time

18 # everyone's in!

19 # 'am i..?'

20 # eunchae's way or the highway

21 # bad idea

22 # tutti fruITY

23 # coming out (lol)

24 # (g)one direction - video attached.

25 # baby yunjin

26 # mission is a go!

27 # better late than never

28 # meetup (written)

29 # kick it by blackpink

30 # aftermath

31 # withdrawal

32 # gay minds

33 # she replied!

34 # gay people = bad at flirting (?)

35 # shes ight

36 # unexpected addition

37 # gay and easy

38 # eunchae outrage

39 # the date

40 # rizzful yunjin pt. 1

41 # ahn yujin protection programme

42 # sophie's choice

43 # she came over

44 # realisations pt.1

45 # step back (yunjin's version)

46 # no license? no problem!

47 # uh oh (written)

48 # cream puffs

49 # eunchae's first wlw heartbreak?

50 # gone (yunjin's version)

51 # misunderstanding

52 # hard launch

53 # i like u - niki

54 # public humiliation

55 # happy pride

56 # driver kkura

57 # thank you eunchae

58 # music taste

59 # random occurrences

60 # the end (written)

+ taglist !! (permanently closed)

#huh yunjin x reader #yunjin x reader #fanwars smau #le sserafim x reader #kpop x reader #fw!masterlist

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jup1ter-moon · 4 months

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do we fw my dads version of smirke's 14

hes on episode 56

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hey-sherry · 1 year

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One of the writers, Nick Schaedel, chimed in about the ending in the FW Discord, he kindly gave me permission to repost it here, so:

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[00:54]nshady: FWIW, I thought of it as a sedative, nothing shonky from their travels. But if you’re wondering whether it could be the start of a pattern of drug use… well….. [00:54] BOT Creepy Watson: GG @nshady, you just advanced to level 3! [00:55]Tiny: YOU. I will have you know I had many "This must be one of Nick's" moments throughout the game it hurts so much thank you [00:55]nshady: Haha well I cannot take all the credit/blame but thank you [00:56]Tiny: Yes, that's how I understood it. Esp with all of Cordona mementos around the flat, it could lead to dragging another one out of the closet 😦 [00:56]Tiny: If other writers see this you are more than welcome to share the blame 😂 [00:58]nshady: One of the goals of this story was to show how and why Sherlock + Watson came together and came to rely upon each other. [00:58]nshady: And yet because it’s also a lovecraft story, that answer isn’t going to necessarily be a happy one [01:01]nshady: I don’t think I’m speaking out of school to say we considered happier final scenes, but in the end, HPL deserves tonal authenticity as much as ACD deserves his. [01:03]Tiny: (I gave up on Lovecraft after reading one short story so i honestly forgot this is also a Lovecraft game) it made a lot of sense especially with fw's real life situation, but yeah it was very bleak [01:13]Tiny: Also would you mind if I threw some screenshots of your explanation on tumblr tomorrow, a lot of us were losing our minds over the ending 😂 [01:23]nshady: go ahead [01:25]nshady: bear in mind I’m just one perspective; other members of the Frogwares narrative and design teams might read it or intend it differently!

#sherlock holmes the awakened #shta spoilers #spoilers

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itsallormuffin-blog · 2 years

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lets start the relapse time

D1 ✅ D2 ✅ D3 ✅ D4 ✅ D5 ✅

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superdcchick · 2 years

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Mornings

Henry x female reader

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI. Unprotected sex (p in v) Oral (male receiving and female receiving). shower sex.

Word count: 1,368

As the morning light peeked through the curtain Henry awoke with a yawn and a stretch. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes and then reaching out to feel you. How did you get to the other side of the bed without him following? You were facing away from him, hands under your face and legs slightly bent up. He sneaked over to you burying his face into the crook of your neck and reaching his hand around your waist up to your breasts. You were wearing a light top and panties. Too warm for anything else and being next to Henry was like having your own fire in the bed.

Pulling the string of your top down off your shoulder as his lips followed. His hand slowly moves down your body. He gently moved your leg out so that he could get to your clothed core. His whole hand covered and squeezed you before he slowly brought his hand up to your clit moving in slow circles. You inhale deeply and moan as you exhale, his lips on your neck again. Your hips start to move against his hand, your hand on top of his applying a little bit more pressure. He grinded himself against your ass, you could feel his morning wood against your ass. You push yourself back against him, he groaned ad he bit into your shoulder. His other hand sneaks under you and he lays it across your chest, pulling you against his chest as his hand slips down your panties. His delicate touch against you, his breath on your neck, his hard cock rubbing against your ass.

Turning in his arms to face him, looking into those big blue eyes rubbing your thumb over his bottom lip. His hands roam all over your body. Melting into his kiss, hands full of his dark curls. Bringing your leg over his hip and slowly moves his hand to your ass cheek. Pushing him onto his back, you climb on top of him grinding yourself against his erection and his hips buck up against you in return. Trailing kisses from his neck to his chest, slowly moving lower down his body. Another groan leaves his mouth as your breast brushes over his rock-hard cock. It almost looks painful to be that hard. Starting to rub him as you go lower. Finally, pull his boxers down freeing him from his cage and slowly taking him into your mouth. His hands in your hair hold it back out of the way so that he can see all of the show you are putting on for him.

Taking him as deep as you can and swirl your tongue around his tip when you came back up. Making his body jerk as you suck on his sensitive tip. His hand went from your hair to your neck to pull you back up to his lips. He lay you down using his knee to open your legs as he lay on top of you. Trailing kisses from your neck to your chest and removing your top. Kissing down the valley of your breasts, then over to suck on your nipple while his hand played with the other. As he moves further down your body he slips your panties off and throws them somewhere in the room. He kisses all up along your legs till he is at your soaking wet core. He rubs his finger through your folds watching you as you squirm. Finally, he takes your clit into his mouth, fuck that felt good. His tongue lapping at your taste, he flattens his tongue against you and licks up and moans as he sucks on your clit again. The vibrations go through you like a shock of electricity.

His finger enters you and you arch off the bed, your hand finding his hair. He could stay there all day if he wanted to. You notice him rutting against the mattress. You sit up taking him by his chin and kissing him, tasting yourself. He hovers over you as you line his cock up with your entrance, dragging the tip of his cock through your juices. He slowly pushes himself into you, your breath quickens as he fills you up. Once he's fully in, he stays still, giving your walls a chance to accommodate his large member. He peppers kisses over your neck and collar bones. Taking his face in your hands you give him a nod and kiss him and he begins to move. Slowly at first, feeling every inch of him. You're moaning into his ear getting louder as he speeds up. The noise of skin slapping against skin as you want him to go harder. His head is buried into the crook of your neck as he bites and sucks at you.

He feels you getting close, your pussy clenching around him and tugging in his hair as you come to your climax. The sight of you out of breath from pleasure is one of his rewards, Laying him down on the bed you climb on top of him, lining yourself up again and slowly sinking down onto him. His eyes closed and his mouth open. You kiss him and start to ride him. He takes your thumb into his mouth, sucking and biting as you go faster. You lean back giving him a full view of his thick cock in your tight cunt. He bucks his hips in rhythm with you. He watches as you rub on your clit making you move faster. Both of your moans fill the bedroom. You can tell he is close. His fingers dug into your hips. Watching his face, his brows knitted together as you ride his dick. You couldn't help but cum, your pussy clenching around him again also bringing him to his climax. You love being full of him, he sits up and wraps his arms around you kissing you between your breasts to your neck. You stay like that for a while, his head on your chest as you play with his hair.

He lays you onto your side never letting go of you. You both just lay there for a while holding each other, him peppering kisses all over your body You look over to see the time, both of you have to get ready for the day. Prying yourself from his grip you leave him in bed to go shower. He watches you as you walk away and into the bathroom. Stepping into the shower you wash your body and then your hair. As you rinse off the shampoo you feel hands on your hips. His hands roaming your body. He grabs you by your neck from behind and brings his mouth to your ear.

"I'm not finished with you yet"

He spins you around and holds you against the shower wall. His knee kicks apart your legs as his hand cups your core. His fingers move in rough circles around your clit. His head against yours as you start to moan and bite your lip. Grabbing your leg, hooking it over his hip while rubbing his cock against your pussy then pushing himself into you fully, filling you whole. He's not giving you time to adjust this time as he's already pounding you. Grunting into you with every thrust, biting and sucking at the skin on your neck. You reach down to rub your clit but he takes your hand away and pins it above your head. His thrusts got harder, deeper, faster. You can't hold it any longer and you clench around him. Your moans fill the bathroom sending him over the edge also. His eyes closed tight as he cums. Your clenching pussy milking his cock for everything he's got. His breath was harsh against your lips. You gave him a final kiss before leaving him in the shower. He didn't like that, he held onto your hand trying to drag you back into his arms.

You left the bathroom to dry off and get dressed. When he was finished he went to the bedroom and found a note from you stuck on the mirror.

"See you at 7. Be naked. Love you!"

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Bad dates with good outcomes

Henry x female reader

word count: 1,351

Warnings: oral (f receiving) unprotected sex (remember to wrap it up!)

Notes: feedback is always welcome!

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Slamming the door to your apartment and leaning against it with your eyes closed "Fuck sake!"

"Date didn't go well?"

you jumped at the deep voice.

"Oh sorry Henry, I thought you were out tonight too"

"Nah, decided to stay in. Are you alright?"

"Yeah, date was an asshole. Made me pay and took the leftovers for him and his roommate"

"You have got to be joking! Where did you find this guy?"

"I'm telling ya, last time I used a dating app!"

You and Henry have been roommates for a couple of months. He does be gone most of the time with work. You walked into the little kitchenette for some water, slamming the doors of the cabinets and filling your glass.

"I'm so fucking done, think I'm gonna become a lesbian"

"Don't give up so easily"

"No I'm done, tonight was the worst date ever and my fuck buddy is out of town"

"That idiot? Wow, maybe you should date girls" He laughs as he leans against the counter. You hit him playfully on the chest

"Ryan is... nice.."

Henry narrows his eyes "Hmm, nice"

"Oh shut up Henry!"

"So you just need a good fuck?"

You almost spit your water out. He slowly makes his way over to you. Closing the space between you.

"Are you gonna swallow that?

You swallow the water and leave your glass down. His arms trap you in your space as he takes in the dress you are wearing, loving how it hugs you in all the right places.

"You do know, that you deserve way more than just a good fuck" His eyes meet yours.

"Your fuck buddy"

"His name is Ryan"

"Ryan doesn't get the job done"

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usafphantom2 · 2 years

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North American F-100F Super Sabre 56-3846 by Wing attack Plan R Via Flickr: F-100F-10-NA. C.N.243-122. To Turkish Air Force 15 September, 1978 as 56-3846. Crashed 31 January, 1979. Photo Credit's: Unknown to me (reprint scan). 1963 photo.

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mouthfulloftoothpasterry · 2 years

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Idk why but I just feel like Eddie 100% would eat pussy for his own pleasure, like he’d spend hours eating you out because he absolutely loves eating pussy and he’s definitely not stopping until you cum at least four times

I about just (s)creamed in a house full of sleeping people… 😢😢😢

NO I COULD GO ON ABOUT THIS FOR HOURS AND I JUST MIGHT

He would sit with her legs either squeezing his head or her legs flung open, his hands squeezing the outside of her thighs

And he’s looks up at her through his lashes with his pretty innocent eyes with his mouth working wonders over her clit while his nose is pressed on her mound and he’s practically suffocating

But it’s something about the way she feels on his tongue and the way she taste that he can’t get enough of

And I feel like the first time he ever ate y/n out he could cum in his boxers (it’s giving kat from euphoria) and he would be so embarrassed like “oh, Um, I really don’t know what happened it just…. Happened… 😯”

And her talking to her friends like “No, believe me. His mouth doesn’t just know how to scream in the cafeteria!” STOP IM PLAYING HEJD no but I feel like they are def gossipers to their close couple of friends when it comes to their relationship

She’s like “No, you’ve got to trust me. I know he seems all nerdy and he never shuts up but his mouth definitely gets put to good use.”

And idk it was the 80s so his friends were probably like “you’ve got to be crazy to eat pussy” and he’s taken aback (bc honestly I feel like y/n might be the first girls he’s ever eaten out. Like he wasn’t a virgin but girls only really wanted to fw him on the low since he is nerdy and stuff and they just wanted a quick fuck) and he’s like “um no, you’ve got to be crazy to not eat pussy??? Are you serious???”

And he would be so into it 😢

Leaving full bruises onto her thighs from his hands and rings

She’s cum over and over again and each time he acts like it hasn’t happens and just continues to lick around where ever he pleases

And the first time he gets her to sit on his face

Pure heaven for him… 😢

He gets to be suffocated with her thighs and it’s a guarantee that she’s going to be directly on his mouth for as long as he wants

And his tongue would be so sore

And his jaw would ache so bad

Getting a full migraine

But he wouldn’t stop

It would only egg him on

He would only stop until she absolutely had to or he absolutely had to because his tongue just simply gave out no matter how much he wanted a taste.

Oh god…

He would love to make out after eating y/n out…

Like making her cum, licking her up, and as soon as he’s done just rising up and then yanking her the rest of the way so he can give her a wet, sloppy kiss, spit and wetness already dripping down his chin

And he would be pulling out his cock, and softly jerk himself off while he kissed her with the leftover taste on his tongue

Oh my god

Or rubbing himself over his jeans while eating her out

I feel like he’s slow and taken his time

But he’s also so sloppy with it

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Role play and expensive dates

summary: pornstar!Harry meets the new (and young) porn star

warnings: smut, oral sex, unprotected sex, language, not exactly proof read

Word count: 2,859

“Hi! I’m Y/n! I’m new so, you have probably never heard of me.” Y/n smiles up at the taller man while she is wrapped up in a silk white robe, preparing to shoot a dirty film with him- this was her biggest video yet, she’s only done small ones here and there so she was hoping this would be a big break. Harry smiles big, this girl was so pretty, he could wait to get inside of her and feel how wet he could get her- she also seemed very innocent, he liked that. “I’m Harry, just so we get it out of the way I’m a bit older than you. I think you’re twenty one? I’m twenty nine so I hope you aren’t bothered by that!” She shakes her head and gives him a shy smile. “It’s not a problem for me unless it’s a problem for you.”

“Not a problem!” She smiles big, the people surrounding her touch up her hair. “Oh good! I’m so happy I get to shoot with you! Your team has been telling me that you’re really talented so I feel so honored to work with you!” Harrys face falls. “M’so sorry about them. Their heads are too big for their own good. I’m so happy I get to work with you. I look forward to seeing your future work.”

✰⋆｡:ﾟ･*☽:ﾟ･⋆｡✰⋆｡:ﾟ･*☽:ﾟ･⋆｡✰⋆｡:ﾟ☽

“Script?” Jeff, Harry's manager, asks him before he pulls off his robe. “I don’t need one. I know what we’re doing- hard working ceo and little housewife.” Harry pulls off his robe, smiling while he sees Y/n pull off her own, listening to the directions and getting into the bed.

“Action!” Harry walks into the dimly lit set that is supposed to look like a wealthy CEOs bedroom. “Wake up, baby.” Harry murmurs, pushing the sheets down Y/n’s arm and kissing over the soft skin. She stirs, looking up. “Why are you waking me honey?” She asks, turning around to show off her perky tits. They zoom into Harry’s cock, standing tall and proud. Harry gestures down to his cock. She shakes her head, sitting up. “I’m so tired, honey.”

Harry grabs her arm before she can turn into the bed, “please sweetheart? The kids are down and I’ve had such a hard day at the office.” He frowns, moving his hand to grope at his “wife’s” tit. She looks down at his hand, laughing before sitting up. “Do you want me to suck your dick?” Harry laughs, shaking his head and starting to peel the sheets from her. “I was thinking, maybe I could eat your pussy? Then I could finally fuck you? God, how long has it been-“

“But you know I’m so tired, sweeth-“

“And I try to m-“ she cuts him off with a laugh, pulling his head in and kissing him. “Fine. But if I fall asleep…”

“Promise you won’t.” He pulls the sheet down smiling when she opens her legs. “I worked so hard today, I think I deserve my wife’s pussy every now and then.” Y/n laughs at his words, laying back while her pretend husband shuffles between her legs. “Your kids tucker me out.” Harry smiles, pulling her thighs closer and licking into her. They even told her to grow her pubic hair out just a bit to fit the style of a busy housewife, and Harry thought that was a pretty smart choice.

“Oh, baby.” She murmurs, trying to remember the lines. Harry smirks, looking up at her through his eyelashes and giving her pussy kitten licks. He likes the way she tasted and he wanted to savor that taste in his mouth for as long as he possibly could. “We’re the kids good today?” He hooks his arms around her thighs, tounging at her clit, his nose pressing onto her mound. “They always are.”

Harry chuckles, “they are angels.” Before diving back in and licking a stripe up and down her clit. She seemed to forget a couple lines so Harry kept licking her, flicking his tongue on her clit and pushing it deep into her until he felt her silk skin. “Cut!” Harry ignores it, continuing to lick into her, his head moving up and down while he breathes heavily. She whimpers, a hand moving to his hair, she was ignoring them too. “Cut!” They yell again, and they both tune out the director.

He sucks her clit, starting to get sloppy and make out with her pussy, dipping his tongue in her hole and moving it in and out of ehr. “Fuck, baby, that feels so good.” She closes her eyes, her mouth slightly popped open while she pushes his floppy hair out of his eyes. “Cut!”

“Cum for me, sweetheart. I want you to cum on my tongue, baby, do you think you can cum all over my face?” She whimpers, her chest moving up and down while she moves her leg, her hips starting to gently buck up. “Fuck,” she whimpers, her foot resting on his back, he liked the feeling of her tiny warm feet on him, he thought every part of her was adorable. “Come on, baby.” Her back arches and she gets pouty lips, letting out a breathy moan before she cums of his tongue, he smiles, licking her up. “So good baby, you taste so good.”

“Cut!” The director screams, catching the attention of both of the stars. “What?!”

“We said cut ten minutes ago?! We might not have got all that!” Harry grumbles, “then look back at the fucking tape, idiot.” Harry smiles down at Y/n. “You okay?“ she nods with a soft smile, “I’m okay.”

“We got it. Now, keep going to keep the script in mind.” Harry nods, snapping back into action. He kisses ehr on the mouth, humming before breaking apart. “I’ll fuck you then you can go to sleep, okay?” She nods with a little smile, letting her fake husband inch up. “Protection, or do you want me to knock you up again?” She laughs, shaking her head and rolling her eyes. “I don’t think we need a fourth baby.” Harry sulks, “that’s too bad.”

He grabs the condom out of the bedside table, pushing it onto himself. “Hold onto me, darling.” She wraps her arms around him, her legs wrapping around his hips before he pushes in. He kisses her, trying to set the romantic and familiar tone that the film is supposed to have, it was a husband and wife for crying out loud. “Feels so good, baby, so good.” He kisses her tongue first, his hands moving and rubbing up and down the backs of her thighs once he’s got her in a sort of sitting position, both of them finding a rhythm and grinding on each other. “Right there, Honey. Right there.” Her arm hooks under his and grabs onto his shoulder, he nods, pulling his mouth away from hers for a second to glance down and then kiss her again. He found the perfect spot.

“Oh- baby.” She whisper-moans, a hand moving to the back of his head while her hips start to buck again. “That’s it, sweetheart, cum all over your husband.” It takes her one more thrust before she’s cumming on his cock and soaking his thighs. He follows soon after her, kissing her and pulling off the condom before laying back with a smile. “Cut! Good job!” Neither of them get up when they are supposed to- usually “cut!” Is the queue for them to get out of bed and run off to their dressing room but this time is different, a lot different…

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“I’m not working with anyone else, okay? I’m only shooting with her from now on. And- and don’t start with all that ‘this is going to ruin your career! You’re making an awful decision!’ Because if you cared about y’best client at all then you would shut y’damn mouth, be happy that I found some one im comfortable shooting with, and then go talk to her people so we can get this sorted out with.” Jeff’s lips pin in a straight line and he walks out of the door to go talk to her manager.

“Oh, he said he only wants to work with me?” Y/n smiles while overhearing the conversations between the two, budding in the conversation while she is wrapped up in a towel from her previous shower. Jeff looks down at the girl, “well- yeah, he told me to talk to your people and he told me to give you his number so you could stay in contact and talk about upcoming shoots.” Y/n nods with a smile, taking the tiny sticky note Jeff held out to her. “Perfect! Thank you so much.”

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A Cowboy Love Story

Summary: the long awaited back story to cowborry and y/n’s love <3

warnings: drinking, smut, curing, unprotected sex.

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“Hi daddy” Y/n smiles, walking into the dimly lit barn in her pretty sundress and her cowboy boots she always wears around the farm. She holds a tray of two empty glasses, a large pitcher of homemade lemonade, and fresh baked cookies. “Hi sweetheart.” Her father says, giving her a small hug. “Is that homemade lemonade?”

“It sure is!” She confirms with a grin on her face, sitting the tray down on a bail of hay. She pours a glass, handing it off to her father. “Freshly squeezed.” She mumbles and starts pouring another glass for the younger friend of her fathers, she hands him the glass with a polite smile. She always thought he was cute, he was a little older than her but only by about three years. He started working for her father a couple years ago when he took over the farm next to their property after the old man moved out.

“Thank you.” He murmurs with a low tone, taking a sip of the yellow lemonade with a small smile while he watches the girls every move.

“How is jelly bean?” Y/n asks, walking over to her horse's stall and petting his long nose. She got her horse, Jelly bean, for her sixth birthday when her daddy thought she was finally old enough to learn how to ride a horse. “He’s good. Harry just changed his horse shoes,” Y/n smiles, “They look good. I’ve been meaning to do that for a while now but haven’t been able to. Thank you.” Harry nods, giving her a small smile. Harry was a little shy and hard to crack open. He's been living across from them for a couple years now and often stays for dinner since it's just him in his big farm house, but Y/n has never been able to have longer than a five sentence conversation with him.

“Thanks again, Harry. Once you boys are hungry enough me and mama will have lunch ready back at the house!”

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“He’s literally so hot.” Y/n murmurs, watching her fathers friend work. She tried to hide her little crush on Harry when she was around him or her family, she couldn't handle the teasing from her daddy or the embarrassment of Harry not returning the feeling she has toward him. But Y/n's best friend, Jasmine, called her out the second Y/n told her about the new, young, farmer working for her daddy. Jasmine noticed the way Y/n's smile got wide, her hands started to fidget, and she refused to make eye contact when she mentioned the boy. “You should go talk to him.” Y/n’s whips her head toward the girl with her eyes bugging out. “Are you goin’ crazy, Jaz? I can’t talk to him! He's kind of made it obvious he's not interested in making conversation with me!”

Jasmine shakes her head at her best friend's dramatics, leaning back on her hands to keep her upper body propped up on the picnic blanket they were sitting on in the green grass. “Y/n, stop being silly. He's just being shy, but He's definitely looking at you.”

“Yeah, you've gone crazy. That boy is not lookin’ at me!”

The curly haired girl blows an exhausted sigh toward the tendrils resting on her forehead, making them rise before settling just above her eyebrows again. “If you don’t go talk to that boy then I will. I've about had it with both of you! Just kiss him already.” Y/n knows that if she doesn't go talk to him Jasmine will. That's something that pulled Y/n toward Jaz when they first met, she was always so fearless and pushed Y/n to do anything she dreamt of.

“Okay. fine. Only ‘cause you'll humiliate me if you go up there.” standing up, Y/n makes sure her white dress is clean before she stands up, grabbing a chilled water that was unopened before walking over barefoot, ignoring her cowboy boots she had kicked off. “Need a water?” She asks, handing the sweaty man a cold water bottle. Harry glances up, sitting the axe down after chopping the last block of wood. “Sure” he thanks whe and takes the water. She cannot believe she was being so pathetic, she finds Jasmine's voice creeping back into her head. Just kiss him already!

“Thanks for taking such good care of Jelly bean. He’s been my horse since I was little but now that I’m older I don’t have much time t’take care of him.” Harry nods, like he always does, grabbing his shirt that was on the ground and wiping his sweat that was threatening to drip from his hairline. . “S’no problem. I’ve got a horse just like him.”

“Really?” She asks, knowing Jelly bean was kind of a rare breed. “Yeah, she’s smaller than him, though. I just got her last week, she’s a newborn.” Y/n is shocked by Harry actually talking to her.

“Oh my god, really? That’s so cute!” Harry nods, “She’s really sweet. Do you want to come over and see her?” She picks a few cherries off of the tree next to her, trying to control herself from screaming out an agreement to coming over. “That sounds fun. Just let me know when?”

“Friday at eight? I’ll be done with the farm for the day.” Y/n nods, handing him a cherry and popping one in her mouth. “Sounds like a plan.”

Y/n gives him a warm smile before walking back to Jasmine, flopping on the floral sheet layed out for them. “What did he say, girlfriend! You can't just leave me hangin’ after I almost kicked your ass just to speak to that boy!” Y/n glances down at her friend, “Friday night at eight”

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Y/n watches Harry as she rides up to his farm on her horse, smiling at him before hopping down. Today she was dressed in a big oversized flannel, only one button together with a white tank top under with tiny jean shorts that weren’t buttons and instead flipped down like she would with one size of her overalls in true farm girl fashion. “Hi, Harry.” She flashes her teeth in an excited smile, petting Jelly bean and tying him up to the fence then walking over to where Harry was. She had to admit that she's been thinking about coming over ever since he incited her. Would he be different when they were alone? What if he was just being nice and didn't really want to see her? What did his house look like? Would he invite her in?

“Hi.” He returns her smile and puts his hammer down to finish building the wooden swing for two he would eventually anchor to a tree limb strong enough so he could set out and enjoy his morning coffee to the sight of the sun rising.

“I wanna see the baby horse.” Y/n giggles and reminds him of the reason he made these plans while rubbing her hands together excitedly.

“She’s in the barn, let’s walk back.”

They walk to his big barn in comfortable silence and during the walk up Y/n takes this time to study his land. He seemed to keep things tidy, the animals she could make out from where she was seemed to be well kept with the lawn perfectly trimmed and beautifully green. Harry pushes the big barn door open and welcomes her in. “Your barn is so cute.” She peers in, anxiously playing with her hair that was kept from her face with a crochet head scarf. “Thanks.” Y/n peeks over the stall Harry pointed to, smiling when she sees the horse.

“Hi” she softly sings, smiling at the tiny horse who curiously looks back at her, wondering who the new visitor is. “She’s so cute, what’s her name?”

“Stella.” Harry mumbles, which he seemed to do a lot, and opens the stall. “She’s so cute, oh my goodness.” The horse trots over to Y/n, allowing the new human to pet over her stinky mane. “You’ve got such a pretty farm. She’s a gorgeous horse.”

“Thank you.”

The horse nuzzles into Y/n’s hand, closing her eyes. “You’re tired, aren’t you? Let’s get you back in your stall, sweet thing.” Y/n turns to Harry after she leads the tiny horse back into her stall, “I’ve only ever heard about your farm so I want the grand tour.” Harry gives a petite nod before walking out of the barn and pointing to some things. “My ducks, those are my cows, sheep, goats, come over here and I’ll show you the bunnies.”

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My #1 post of 2022

Mouthfulloftoothpasterrys Eddie Munson masterlist!

@mouthfullofmunson is my Eddie blog! You can now send concepts there :)

Bold= smut italic’s= fluff/ angst

Back story/ developing plot

Piss kink

More piss kink (my personal favorite)

Edging Eddie, him pissing inside of you

Pissing while Eddie is inside of you

More^

More piss kink!

Pissing while 69ing

Golden shower

Wetting the bed

As sick as it can get <3 (more piss)

Drinking piss

Sloppy bj and drinking piss

Cock warming/ pissing/ eating her out

Who will pee first?

“You want me to pee on you?!”

��Who’s cleaning this?”

First piss play

Eddie pissing y/n

Blood/knife kink

Period sex

Branding kink

Cut too deep

Dustin seeing y/n covered in blood

Morning fluff

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I posted 1,410 times in 2022

That's 232 more posts than 2021!

491 posts created (35%)

919 posts reblogged (65%)

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I tagged 566 of my posts in 2022

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#mari tag - 10 posts

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Longest Tag: 130 characters

#every time mason gets another tattoo im like 🥵but also am still so surprised that jack doesnt have one because id expect him to h

My Top Posts in 2022:

My commentator has just said "Mason Mount's getting irritated, I wouldn't want to be on the receiving end"... WELL I WOULD

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Mason + tags from @whoreforgrealish and @proudofmason

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Everyone's talking about Mason being a boyfriend, but what about Christian being a boyfriend

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Which 21/22 season Chelsea FC player are you?

Quick uquiz I've knocked up for y'all... reblog with your result ;)

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What Mase was thinking during today's match x

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Da bin ich wieder 🙃 Wenn du noch Lust hast:

3, 51, 56, 67 („Queerschläger“)

Boah, hab ich gerade eine halbe Ewigkeit gebraucht, um diese Frage wieder zu finden, ich sollte dann nachher ins Bett gehen 😅

Aber klaro, hab mega Lust drauf und immer wieder gerne 🥰❤️ Here we go again 🙂🙃✌🏼

3. Do you share your fic ideas, or do you keep them to yourself?

For the majority of my life I have kept them to myself. Just wrote them down to get rid of them and clear my head. And eventually I had stopped writing for quite sometime.

But since seeing german crime show "Tatort" episode "Schattenleben" in July this year with currently my most favourite tv character Julia Grosz sparked something in me and I started writing again. And even uploaded it on AO3, scary as hell 🙈. So far, that journey continues and its a lot of fun 🥰❤️. For WIP's and ideas that I have mostly planned out but not yet shared, I find it really hard to not spill or spoil anything 😅😂🤭. I'm just so excited to upload new stuff and maybe see/hear what readers might feel or think about it.

51. Does what you like to write differ from what you like to read?

No, not really. In general, I like all things related to Julia Grosz and Tine Geissler. Then it can all vary from fluff to humor to crime to angst fics. In my writings, I try to find a nice mix of it all. So far I found my hang with some angsty/suspensy and emotional writing, that I like and enjoy to read very much 😊😅.

56. Are there any fics that you would change or rewrite if given the chance?

As I tend to polish stories or chapters up anyway after publishing it, yes, all of them at one point 😅🙈. But after that, no, then I stick with the versions published.

That said, I'm a bit torn about the thought or lets say I think about writing maybe a version of "Last Chance" that stays closer to Julia Grosz original family backstory ... I haven't come to a decision yet though ... and how I would do that in the end ... but I have found myself thinking about that once in a while.

Would be interesting (from a readers point of view) to know if someone would be interested in that or if LC should just stay the way it is 😊 I'm not sure how, especially chapter 4, was taken by the readers, given the fact that I strayed so much from Julias original backstory. At the beginning I didn't really gave it much thought and didn't know much of her history than was known by what was shown of Julia through the episodes.

So I just thought for the story and since I wanted to also share another story that concentrates completely on the episodes and mostly canon facts, I just came up with her backstory on my own.

After I wrote and uploaded chapter 4 though I found an interview with FW where she said Julia grew up only with her father. So ever since then I'm wondering if LC would be different had I known that fact before, had I changed anything or something differently, had I stayed closer to that and would that change anything about LC. Or maybe I'm just really overthinking that way too much 😅😊.

67. If a fic was titled "Queerschläger", what would this story be about/how would you write it?

Phew, erm, nice of you to put further hints and ideas in my head. As if I hadn't yet enough of them. Without any particular ideas it's a bit hard to tell.

The way I know myself though, it would absolutely be a Tinia story, I would probably make it a bit of a fluff and humour one. About them meeting, spending time together, finding their way to each other. And bring in Falke just to mix it up a bit. And let him team up with Tine "against" Julia just to annoy her a bit more 😅 (I might have to come back to you about this questions when I had time to give it more thought 😅).

Oooor, in another universe, when Falke somehow somewhen has to retire, I would team up Julia with another young female superintendant with skills in profiling and forensics, who is also queer and who really likes to tease her with Tine (because in her heart she is a really big fan of Tinia herself 😅😂). The title would definitely be appropriate then ✌🏼.

(Well, whatever version, that screams for a story with exactly that title, doesn't it 😅🙈?)

Like always, that was really much fun 🙃🙂❤️ If you're not tired of this and your interested in some of the still unanswered questions feel free to ask some more 😊

I'm going to pick some new ones too soon 🙂

For now, have a wobderful sunday sind read you soon 🥰❤️

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