#gg fic recs

[sothischickshe]

~sub rio fic recs

for @merelyafigment re this post on the topic

the Power Struggle series by @janejoens ft switchy brio, orgasm delay/denial etc

Next Time by @nottonyharrison ft bossy Beth, breathplay/choking, bondage

mermaid tits by thefudge ft grumpy fixated simp rio

Maybe you're my fantasy by @janejoens ft switch rio, bossy Beth

A Bit of Reciprocity by @nottonyharrison ft bossy Beth, orgasm delay/denial, choking/breathplay

there's a lonely blackbird by openhearts ft dominant Beth, orgasm delay/denial, Mentions of dean

Happiness in Slavery by @dropkickdisco6 (AU) ft sub rio, sex work, orgasm delay/denial, bondage, spanking, latex, feet etc

That's What You Get For Waking Up In Vegas by @fairhairedkings ft switch brio, bondage, praise kink

you're my favourite kind of night by Goldfish90 ft bondage

The Ways In Which They Meet series by @fanzel12 (AU) ft some bossy Beth

You're no good for me me but, baby, I want you by @mrslackles ft dominant Beth, lingerie

Tight Leash by @nottonyharrison ft bondage, knifeplay, breathplay

the tangerine series by @inyoursheets (AU) ft dom Beth, brat rio, semi-public sex etc

Strike, Dear Mistress, And Cure His Heart by @missmaxime ft switch brio, choking/breathplay etc

fifty-fifty by @blizabrth ft faux submissive Beth, semi-public sex

I'd give in to you over and over by Aniara ft switch brio, roleplay, orgasm delay/denial

the Housewives and Gangbangers series by thingcalledlove ft some bossy Beth, bondage

never say never by @phloxmagpie ft bondage, orgasm delay/denial

Thunderstruck by @delicatelingon ft rimming, biting

[sdktrs12]

HEY!

I could really use your librarian skills rn👩🏻‍🏫

Do you know that highschool Brio fic where beth ends pregnant at some point? Do you happen to have the link to it?

Thank You!

Heya anon!

I have a list of high school (and college) fic here and these are the ones that have a pregnancy storyline at some point:

Irresistible series by wakeupflawless

A Moment In Time With You by Strawmari

Under and Out series by aumontalc

All three of these stories follow brio from high school and beyond and feature ah-mazing angst and fluff.

Happy reading!

[juuuuunaaaaaooooo]

Brio Fic Week 2024 : Fic Rec

Day 1 : Fake Dating

Worth the Risk - ShadowsFiction

Don't Flinch - merelyafigment

Make You Mine - Ronni_Right

Boyfriend - abi1821

A Night to Remember - MichelleElizabethTanner

They thought it was fake... (for only 10 seconds) - Kaaaaarooooo

Day 2 : Surnatural Au

Let's embrace the point of no return - Ronni_Right

Hunger - abi1821

Bergamot and Amber - MichelleElizabethTanner

Blissful Breeze - abi1821

An Immortal Love - Kaaaaarooooo

Day 3 : Write something based on a song or quote that reminds you of them

I Bite (So Do You) - merelyafigment

Fall in You - Kaaaaarooooo

Skin & Bones - abi1821

Dial Tone - ShadowsFiction

SHOTGUN KISSES - badgyalmimi

Day 4 : Brio and each other kids

Picasso - Littleengine

small moments (Chap 6) - Strawmari

Good Reads and Meet Cutes - ShadowsFiction

The joys of being parents-in-law - Kaaaaarooooo

Day 5 : They wear each other's clothes or accessories

Is That My? - ShadowsFiction

Little Thieves - Kaaaaarooooo

Day 6 : They were Neighbors

A new beginning - Kaaaaarooooo

Day 7 :  Movie Or Book Au And Or Activities as a couple

Bring It On - Kaaaaarooooo

We Just Stopped for Cigarettes - JustAnAnon

Day 8 (Bonus Day) : Post Everything You Want

Accidental Phone Sex - Kaaaaarooooo

Second Chances - ShadowsFiction

[wonyoluv]

𝐖𝐋𝐖 & 𝐆𝐆 𝐅𝐢𝐜 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐬 !! (๑>ᴗ<๑)

✧ some of my all time favorite fics & their amazing authors!! please show everybody lots of love ^^ [header creds. to @minvcrs] ✧ i'll keep updating this as i find more fics !! pls feel free to send in suggestions as well <3

✧ SMAUS ✧

BRUTAL - @mosinterlude [hanni x reader smau]

↳ this was such a fun concept for a smau & this author also has a rlly great niki smau if ur a fan of enhypen <3 looking forward to more of their works ^^

HALLWAY CRUSH - @xuqijie [haerin x reader smau]

↳ kinda reminds me of 2521 & it's just a rlly cute concept

HOW YOU GET THE GIRL - @jungwonize [rei x reader smau]

↳ this smau hasn't come out yet but im so hyped ^^ this author has rlly creative plots so definitely another blog to check out ;)

RUN2U - @yaeluvz [wonyoung x reader smau}

↳ i had the time of my life reading this smau bc it was just so funny & perfectly cute <3 loved wonyoung's portrayal bc it was just so endearing

FANWARS - @rosiehrs [yunjin x reader smau]

↳ i still haven't gotten the chance to read this smau but i can't wait to! the summary itself sounds so entertaining

FAULT LINES - @ctrlemis [wonyoung/jungwon x reader smau]

↳ jungwon and wonyoung are two of my ults so this smau was literally everything i had ever dreamed of

PLEASE! - @mingkuri [hanni x reader smau]

↳ not completely up to date with this smau but its so so funny <3 like i actually need to catch up rn bc it's amazing, not to mention it's abt the loml hanni pham <3_<3

THE ONLY EXCEPTION - @izfims [yujin x reader smau]

↳ just found this while i was going through my saved fics & it looks so cute so i need to go check it out like rn !! i'm definitely checking it out b4 i go to sleep tdy

✧ WRITTEN ✧

LOVER GIRL - @silantryoo [haerin x reader fluff]

↳ quite literally the cutest thing i've ever read ... i wish i could reread it but the author accidentally deleted their acc T_T if u haven't read it, take my word for it bc it was absolutely adorable 🫶 update: it’s been reposted!! so happy i could literally cry rn 🙈

CAN'T YOU SEE ME - @forhereyesonlyyy [yujin x reader fluff]

↳ it's honestly such a struggle to find authors for ive, but im so glad that i found this acc bc they write so well <3 definitely recommend checking it out :)

2, 4, 6, 8, WHO DO I APPRECIATE? - @chenle [yuna x reader fluff]

↳ an all time favorite of mine ^^ if i could only recommend one work in this post, this would be the one ... it literally came out 4 yrs ago & i still go back to read it <33 it's a cheerleader au & absolutely adorable,, also made me realize just how gay i am lol

CHICKEN SANDWICH - @kimsohn [winter x reader drabble]

↳ this is probably one of my fave drabbles from this acc bc it has fake dating which is one of my fave tropes but literally anything they write is amazing <3 this acc has sm diversity & writes for ggs like loona, aespa, ive & itzy !!

OCEAN VIEW - @seungiepup [gaeul x reader fluff]

↳ probably one of the only gaeul works i've seen on here but im so happy that i found it :) it's a perfect fluffy slice of life drabble

STUCO GF HCs - @iichaeyj [karina x reader fluff]

↳ this acc posts such great hcs & blurbs like i love reading them all sm. they havent posted much gg content, but i'd def recommend checking out all their works if you like txt or enhypen.

6:03 PM - @gfksn [ryujin x reader fluff]

↳ the cutest timestamp <33 like i just love ryujin sm & i feel like this captures her essence rlly well .. idk if that makes sense but plz check it out bc it's cute :)

DRESS ME UP - @hoonsmarsbar [gaeul x reader]

↳ this hasn't come out yet but i can't wait <3 the header is so so pretty & the summary has me so intrigued :) bc i just adore gaeul

KISS, KISS, I WANNA KISS. - @tbzloonar [hyejoo x reader fluff]

↳ you can likely alr tell just how cute this is from the title alone but im gonna say it again bc its adorable <3

LOST SUNSHINE - @haerinz [wonyoung x reader angst]

↳ this hanahaki au was one of the first gg fics i found on here && it's a true heartbreaker <3 would definitely recommend to anyone craving angst :D

SWEET WORDS - @itgetsquiet [ryujin x reader fluff]

↳ only recently discovered this fic && i still haven't finished it, but i started it and from what i've read so far, ik im gonna enjoy it :)

[namfinessed]

good "friends" - jennie.kim.

genre: fluff, angst (4.3k) (w!w)

summary: you couldn't help that you were in love with your best friend in the whole world, you couldn't help that you could never be her's, but you could make sure that no one else got to be her's either.

note: this is the first time i'm writing a gay fic, and i put everything i felt towards my first girl crush when i discovered i was bi, into this and i hope everyone who is brave enough to love who they love, enjoy this and of course, happy pride month <3

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“but you know, we would all just die anyway,” your best friend in the whole world, jennie, puffs out a cloud of smoke as your head rises and falls on her chest, matching her heartbeat, matching her breathing.

you were talking about a potential apocalypse, another viral outbreak, anything that would end the world as it was.

she passes the melting butt to you and as you suck in a breath, you feel the wetness her mouth left on the paper and you smile, “i would be happy to die, if it was with you.”

jennie lets out a giggle so soft, you almost don’t catch it but then she sits up, resting on her elbows, seeing your relaxed face on her body and she smiles too, “you’re feeling romantic tonight,” a teasing tone whispers from her mouth and you almost sit up, grab her face and tell her,

i want everything romantic with you,

i want everything with you.

but you laugh instead, snuggling into the warmth of her skin, you breathe out “that’s what friends are for, miss jennie kim,” and she doesn’t say anything, just shakes her head at you with affection and falls back on the bed.

you pass the cigarette back to her and wonder if she feels you on it too.

-

“and the statistics should come by tomorrow, we’ll discuss it again and take the necessary measure,” your co-worker, andrew, droned on, in a too confident and too boring way, you stifle a laugh when you catch jennie’s eye from across the table.

she rolls her eyes at the presentation and you roll your eyes back, both of you smile as if there weren’t thirty other people in the conference room who could turn and see you being lost in each other.

when you were dismissed, you wait for jennie by the door but just as she reaches you with eager steps, “ms.kim! would you mind staying back for a minute?” andrew’s voice booms from the other end of the conference room and you catch the wince on jennie’s face.

“of course, sir,” she turns back to you with a pout and it takes everything in you to not melt into the floor, “go, save yourself, i’ll catch you later,” jennie whispers to you and then runs away but the warmth of her whisper stays in your ears and burns in your cheeks.

on your desk, you click through photos that you and jennie took over the years, she looked gorgeous in everything, you looked pretty when you were with her.

and this wasn’t your insecurity speaking, you were happy when you were with jennie, and that happiness gleamed on your face more than any highlighter in the world. it made you pretty, you felt your most beautiful whenever you were with her.

you look up as you see her skirt float behind her, and you swear you don’t mean to stare, you really don’t but you do, anyway. you always do.

it wasn’t your fault, she sat there, flipping her hair and tying it into a ponytail, leaning over her screen with the faintest red cheeks, and her eyes narrowed and widened at her screen comically with every single click of her finger.

you wouldn’t look away even if you could, you had no better use of your time.

“she’s really pretty,” you hear andrew behind you and instinctively, you turn to agree, to say ‘she is, and she will never be yours’ but he was your boss, and you were in an office, whether you liked it or not.

but then, you realize he wasn’t even talking to you, he was just behind you and he was talking to someone else, about jennie, about your best friend, jennie.

your cheeks grow hot, not in the way jennie made them sometimes (or always), but with a simmering anger that you felt all the way down to your clenching toes.

“do you think i should ask her out?” andrew chimes again and you clench your teeth next, setting your eyes on the changing pixels in front of you, “why not? i’m pretty sure she’s single,” another voice comes in and you jerk your chair back, standing up.

“she’s not,” you say, louder than you intended to and they look at you quizzically before their faces go up in uncomfortable smiles.

“were you listening in on us?” the other guy accuses you, and andrew shakes his head, pulling the guy back, “she’s just telling us about her friend, chill man.”

he was being reasonable. unlike you.

you suddenly felt small.

small and petty.

small and petty and angry.

small and petty and angry and-

“but is it true?” andrew’s voice breaks through again and you look up, head a bit foggy with the truck of emotions that crashed your insides.

“yes, she is not single.” you say with a dismissive bow and plop back down on your seat to click through your screen frantically.

you hear andrew hum behind you.

as if he didn’t believe you.

and a new rage brew in you.

but before you embarrass yourself again, his footsteps recede from you and you breathe out.

jennie was single.

you wish she wasn’t. but she was.

and if andrew found out, well he couldn’t do anything but he was your boss.

and this was an office, whether you liked it or not.

-

“and then she started pissing me off, why would i want her boyfriend? has she seen his face?” jennie snickers, sipping her tea beside you and you laugh with her, “god knows she deserves better but all the pretty girls go for the worst guys,” you shake your head with your eyes rolling back and she nods in agreement, sighing out.

the office break room was far removed from the rest of the office, everyone came here for privacy and some came to make calls, some came to make out, some came to exchange numbers, and some came to watch their crush sip tea beside them.

“it’s really sad, why can’t pretty girls be with each other?” she shrugs her shoulders and you feel light-headed at her words.

pretty girls.

with.

each other.

“yeah, why don’t pretty girls date each other?” you ask back and jennie frowns, not understanding your question, “i mean, that would be ideal but most are straight so,” she sighs again as if she wasn’t one of those pretty girls who was straight.

but you weren’t sure about that either.

last she told you, she wasn’t sure either.

you were sure about yourself.

but because she never was sure, you never felt it was right to hurry her or even ask her anything about it.

today could be your lucky day though.

“hey jennie, can i ask you something?” she looked up at you with raised eyebrows, eyes narrowing down at your nervous tone and your mouth suddenly felt as if someone stuffed a roll of cotton into it.

both of you were past the point of asking to ask questions, you were past that point of politeness and formalities which made your question completely out of character for the two of you.

“shoot,” she whispers, deciding to entertain you and you clear your throat, chugging the last of your tea and gripping the cup to give you strength.

but pretty girls just can’t be left alone.

“jennie!” andrew came bursting in the door with his usual charismatic flair and the color in your face drained.

you three should never be in the same place, not after you lied to him and never told jennie that you lied to him.

she turns around with a smile to greet him, one you notice is a bit tight, the professional smile she gives at work, and your chest unclenches. a sigh of relief stays in your throat.

a professional smile.

in a professional setting.

she doesn’t smile at them like she smiles at you, she doesn’t hug them like she hugs you and she doesn’t see them the way she sees you.

right?

but then, you hear her soft laugh.

and your brain burns with green-lit flames.

he was making her laugh.

in the one minute that you looked away, got lost in your thoughts, tried to convince yourself that she would never be with him, the way she is with you, he makes her laugh.

“ah, you’re here too, always by her side” he snickers and jennie nods, she beams at you and you feel the flames cool. you catch the look on his face, the distaste at your presence that never seemed to leave her side, the disgust at your very face but you stared back at him, with just as much distaste, just as much disgust.

then he turns back to jennie with this dazzling smile and your flames return.

“i wanted to show you something, actually” he speaks through his smile to her and completely ignores you.

you’re fine with that.

what you’re not fine with is, when andrew moves closer to her, in the already cramped room and places his phone between them, swipes his fingers in a way that they barely caress the back of her hand and jennie sees the images of his vacation with an interest you never thought she had.

the whole scene kills you.

him, next to her, you felt his warmth through her and you didn’t like it.

her, next to him, laughing and complimenting his pictures because she was nice like that, you felt her warmth too but it was divided, it was between him and you, and not just you. you didn’t like it.

you, next to both of them, gripping your cup so hard that you heard it crack in your hands and your eyes gathered hot tears.

they were the kind of tears that couldn’t come from sadness, they were the kind to only arise from the deepest, darkest depths of your anger, they were the kind to blur your vision so badly that you couldn’t even see your own two feet in front of you.

you waited.

one minute.

two minutes.

three minutes.

you watch the clock as it ticks by and each minute, your tears enter and exit your lash line.

“by the way, how’s your boyfriend, jennie? all well?” his voice breaks your tears and now, your face went down with shame, as if the situation wasn’t upsetting enough already.

jennie tilts her head in confusion, that’s when she catches his pointed gaze towards you.

“i don’t know what you’re talking about,” she smiles unsurely and you see her hands clench and unclench on the sides of her body.

“oh, y/n was just telling us that you weren’t single, so i assumed, i’m deeply sorry if that made you uncomfortable,” he pleads with puppy eyes that make you gag and jennie whips her head to you, the gears in her mind creak loudly.

you only shake your head in defeat.

“oh that,” jennie starts and you hold your breath, you wait for the humiliation to crash and burn into you, “she must’ve been talking about my last date, i forgot to tell her that it went badly, that’s on me,” she laughs breezily, bumping your shoulder and for that minute, you could’ve gone down on your knees and popped out a ring.

“ah, i see,” andrew looks delighted at her answer but he seems to have the shame not to show it too much.

but you can’t stand being around them anymore.

“excuse me,” you mutter and walk out of the room as quickly as your legs can carry you, the last thing you hear before leaving is, “hey, so there’s this event next week,” and you never wanted to hear the rest.

but that day jennie came back home and sat on the edge of your bed, “hey, so there’s this event next week,” and you had to hear the rest of it.

-

“and you’re positive that he said it’s okay for me to come?” you ask for the fifteenth time, “i’m actually going to hit you,” jennie glares at you but then her face melts into the broadest grin which reassures you, she grabs your hands and squeezes, somehow you feel it in your chest “it’s going to be fine, i’m never leaving your side,” and that makes you slip in deeper into the pit you’ve made for her love.

and you were alone in that pit, grabbing at the edges and pulling yourself up, but a flash of andrew’s face, a flash of his heat, has you falling all the way back in its depth.

and it’s cold in the pit, it’s scary in the pit, wondering if she will ever like you or if you will have to feel her warmth forever and never be able to call it your’s.

andrew’s mansion didn’t surprise you, you had heard of how he grew up with a wealthy family, how his family’s connections directly made him your boss even if you and jennie had more experience, he was everything you hated in a man and he was everything jennie tolerated in a man.

which only terrified you.

“now, where is he?” jennie tries to look over the crowd of well-dressed people who were dripping in jewels that blinded you, that only reminded you that jennie liked shiny things and you were as dull as dull could be.

then, you see him, catch his eye over twenty heads and he nods at you with a smirk, you almost vomit on your feet.

you could ignore him, never tell jennie that you found him, and whisk her away, eat the expensive food, drink the expensive drinks, and take her back to the home you made together, where you would lay on her chest and share a cigarette.

so, you turn her away and use her shoulders to guide her towards the other side of the room, away from the boy who tried to follow but failed.

“i think i saw him that way,” you mumble into her ears and her shoulders drop in relaxation under your palms, she lets you pull her away and you think ‘i won, this one time, i won.’

you drink the expensive drinks, several of them actually, some of them only out of spite, and jennie eyes you, completely amused at your determination to bleed him dry (even if the drinks didn’t make the softest dent in his wallet.)

you eat the expensive food, all while complaining about the lightning of the room, the tacky furniture, and the overall disappointing vibe of the people, and again, jennie listens, she smiles and laughs with you.

when you reach the garden beside his mansion, you have no words of hate left in you, you stare ahead at the lush green bushes and flowers that move softly in the night, your hand is clutched in jennie’s and nothing can make the scene better.

“you know, this is the most fun i’ve had all day,” you whisper with your head on her shoulders and back pressed against the side of andrew’s home and you feel safe, you feel calm, you feel loved.

“me too, but it would’ve been fun going to some club together too.”

together.

you wanted to tell her that the ‘together’ you were right now, wasn’t enough and the ‘together’ you wanted, was…well, maybe something she would never want.

“jennie,” you breathed out, not knowing what you would say next, if the words you wanted would ever come out, but then she looks at you, her head tilts, her hair falls in her eyes and she stares at you with earnest, with the kind of love that you would move mountains for.

every movement of her body that faced you, a face that breathed out air that you took in, hair that flowed with the wind, fingers that brushed the side of your body, toes that dug into her heels, all of it dug itself under your skin.

“yeah?” she hums, waiting for you, always so patient, always so sweet, always so close but so, so far.

and you almost say it, always let your words leave you and go to her, where they belonged.

“jennie!”

and your words crawl back to you.

the pit reopens under your feet as andrew’s shape breaks the night, he breaks the circle of calm that you and jennie floated in, and suddenly, its straight backs and fake cheery greetings.

but then.

he steps forward.

his arms go up.

she steps forward.

her arms go up.

and she is in his arms.

he is in hers.

he steals your warmth in a second.

he doesn’t even look at you.

and your fists curl so hard that your nails break the soft skin of your palm.

for anyone else, it’s just a hug, a friendly hug.

to you, it’s the end of the world.

they pull back with smiles.

if maybe you weren’t so livid about the hug, you would notice her smile, her professional smile.

but you were.

you were so livid that you could throw andrew into a thorny bush and never regret a thing, you were so livid that the open wound on your palm was the last thing on your mind, you were so livid that you could-

“..great party, we’re having so much fun, you organized it well,” jennie speaks and andrew laughs, waving his hand, “oh this is nothing, i’m glad you’re having a good time, did you find the address alright?” his hand returns to her shoulder and you watch as his fingers brush the skin beside the fabric of her top.

“yes, your message helped a lot,” she nods and smiles, and his hand falls from her shoulder. but the skin he touched, stares back at you, mocks you, laughs at you.

and tears gather in your eyes again.

they were texting.

were they flirting on text?

did he ask her how her day was?

did he ask her if she ate?

did he tell her a flower that he saw on his way to work, reminded him of her?

did she tell her day was good, it was better when she would see him?

did she say she ate well, did he?

did she giggle at her phone and send him a heart when she talked to him?

falling off a mountain would be easier to get up from.

getting run over on a highway would be softer than this.

death would be kinder than this for you.

then, she laughs at something he says.

and your fists curl again, more blood smears on your palms and your tears blur your vision.

the whole scene kills you.

you feel your body shutting down as their voices swim around you, as their laughs dig into your spine and drop you to your knees, as their combined warmth knocks you off your feet.

“let me show you this painting i have inside,” andrew says and you panic.

if they go inside together, that was it for you, that was all the confirmation you needed to know that whatever hope you held for you and jennie, you could burn it to the ground and sing it goodbye.

it was now or never.

you either tell jennie now or stay silent forever, bury your love so deep into your pit that no one could unearth it.

“i would love that,” jennie cheers and you watch her take his hand, you watch as she eyes him, but you still don’t notice her tight smile.

then, you see her hand dangle in the back, reaching for something…and you are the only one behind her.

it was now or never.

it was now or never.

it was now or never.

it was now or never.

it was now or neve-

it was not something you thought you could do.

up until the minute your skin touched hers, you thought you never should.

but your hand grabbing her elbow, and gently pulling her back, makes you question everything you were ever capable of.

maybe you could always do this, but you just never did.

when jennie turns back, you take a deep breath and only shake your head.

you stare right at her as your head moves and she stares, for a second, a minute, an hour, no one knows.

but her eyes widen and her hand drops from andrew’s.

“i think i’ll be there in a minute,” she smiles at him and this time, you see the tightness in her smile.

he stares at you, sneers at you, and whips his head back to enter his home.

maybe you will be out of a job tomorrow.

but that didn’t matter.

jennie stepped closer to you, a bit unsure and hesitant, and all the courage you had drained out of you.

“what was that?” she asks, and you know what she’s talking about but your words are too scared now, they don’t want to come out and you’re their slave.

“i’m talking to you,” she says again, her voice wavering.

she waits.

but she isn’t patient anymore.

she sees your head facing the ground, your hair falling around your face and she wants to shake you to get an answer, she wants to hug you and she wants to yell at you.

“i-“

“i hate everything,” comes out from you, and jennie quiets, the night quiets too, the leaves stop rustling, the trees stop moving and the flowers turn up to listen to you.

more important than all of them, jennie listens to you.

“i hate everything when i’m not with you,” you sniffle, your tears running their track across your face and collecting under your chin, “i hate everyone when they’re with you, i hate every inch of their skin that touches you, i hate every word they say that you listen to, i hate every joke they make that you laugh at,” you wipe your face furiously, remembering every person who you hated and feeling pathetic for hating them.

“and i don’t know what to do, i don’t want to hate them because they’re not bad people, but when someone else is beside you, i feel lost, as if the place that was mine in this world, is stolen” your heart burns as you speak senselessly, your own words sound ridiculous to you but when you look up and see tears at the edge of jennie’s pretty eyes, you keep going.

“i don’t want you to be with someone else, i don’t want you to laugh with them, i don’t want them to be what i am to you,” you suck in a breath and laugh bitterly, “i want all of that with you, i don’t want to be your friend, i hate being your friend, i always have wanted to be something more, i always want to have everything with you.”

a pause.

a look at her.

the relief of her attention.

“sometimes, when we lay in bed, i want to ask you if your chest is tight too, if you feel me on the tip of your cigarette, if you ever want to kiss me but i can’t. still, i’m asking now, p-please let me be everything to you too,” and then you see her, really see her, not her pretty eyes and her soft hair, you see just a girl, holding back tears with a trembling jaw and shaking hands.

“tell me you want it too jennie, please,” you feel no shame when you beg her, you only feel the weight crushing your chest lift from you and go to her.

you just have to wait to see if she carries it or not.

for a few seconds, the world moves around you but you feel suspended, out of motion, out of energy to move or breathe or feel, you feel like ash flying away with the air.

but then, she steps forward.

eyes still so full of tears.

you want to wipe it away.

you want to cry it all instead.

but then.

but then.

she takes your weight, she makes it hers.

her arms loop around your neck and they tug your head down, you smile at how much you have to reach down to face her but that smile wipes away when her lips brush against yours.

slowly.

with a hint of hesitation.

but you pull her closer.

and for the next few minutes, you kiss her as if searching for stars in her mouth, right outside of andrew’s home and you smile again.

-

on the way home, you are surrounded, by her scent, her touch, and your most favourite, her warmth.

and now, her warmth, was all yours.

you lean on each other as you wait for the bus, then you watch as your bus passes you.

and then.

and then.

you just cuddle into each other even more, and you smile, as if you weren’t capable of doing anything else with your face.

when you reach home, it’s pitch black but you see her, she sees you and your cigarette lights up to guide the both of you back to where you belong, on your bed, with your head on her stomach and her fingers in your hair and the hand that she bandaged, plays with her fingers.

and as jennie passes her cigarette to you, you know she feels it this time, you on the wilting paper of it and you feel her, as you always have.

the feeling of belonging to someone and having them belong to you, eclipses everything else in your life and you feel it especially when she props up on her elbows and whispers,

“i would be happy to die, if it was with you too,” and when you say, “you’re feeling romantic tonight,” she smiles and falls back on the bed.

“that’s what girlfriends are for.”

[baddestbittyontheblock]

park jihyo fic recs

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✧*:·˚ hi everyone!! here is a list of all the fics that are my favs with tagged writers/authors ✧*:·˚

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℘ wedding blurb by @jinlias park jihyo x reader | fluff

-“what. are they doing out there?” jihyo grits to her teeth at her manager, pointing outside of the courthouse to the many fans waiting for the two of you, but of course, the manager just shrugs.

℘ bottoms up park jihyo x fem!reader

-It was a known fact that park jihyo liked to drink. whether it was for celebrations, day-offs, late nights out with friends-- you name it. jihyo was always up for a drink.

℘ drinks and kisses by @ghostykapi park jihyo x fem!reader | fluff

℘ caught in the act by @alcoholfreenayeon park jihyo x actor!fem!reader

-there’s been rumors that the two have been seeing each other for a while after meeting at an event. pictures of the two taken from a far hanging out and eating at restaurants. then the reader is in an upcoming major film and one of the premieres is in seoul and twice is invited to attend. just some cute stuff like the two making small gestures like eye contact and smiling at each other across the red carpet or being seen taking photobooth pictures at the after party.

℘ smut blurb by @ot9snumber1 park jihyo x reader | semi-public sex, degradation

-mommy!hyo putting reader in their place in a public bathroom bc they kept teasing her

℘ i don't know what you mean to me,(pt.2) by @miinatozakiii detective!jihyo x spiderwoman!reader | cursing, brief mention of a scar, that's it i think, lesbians flirting, rushed proofreading

-jihyo completely ignores what the chief had told her not to do, she can't help it when it involves working with spiderwoman. pt.1,

℘ that's my girl by @moonhoures park jihyo x fem!reader | minors do not interact, 18+( explicit smut, established relationship, wlw relationship, mommy kink, scissoring)

-your wife helps you relax after you had a bad day at work

℘ smut fic by @fanfiction4sooya park jihyo x reader | mdni!!

-smut with reader rewarding her for working so hard

℘ chary by @nattyyeon park jihyo x f!reader | sex, sex, sex!

-with you being the youngest member of the group, your members would do anything for you. particularly, jihyo.

[doverstar]

#me writing gilmore girls fanfiction

[tinystrawberryshifter]

"Lmao a portal 2 / Stanley Parable crossover where the narrator has to deal with Wheatley as the main character. That sounds like it could be really funny-" 5 hours later:

link to the fic lol

[llavender-llama]

Great things are happening for the Golden Gays on AO3

[sdktrs12]

Hi! By any chance do you know the name of the fic where Beth and Ruby go to Paris and Beth is missing Rio? It’s super cute and fluffy but I can’t remember the name of it

Heya anon!

That sounds like a prompt from chapter 4 of On A One-Last-Time Basis by septiembre. Such a great fic and author!

Thanks for stopping by to chat!

[ao3-fanfic-rec]

all the kids are depressed by trashfordair

Fandom: Gossip Girl

jenny humphrey is learning to be happy

Jenny Humphrey, <50k words, Angst and feels, post Chuck x Blair wedding

Completed

Thoughts: Jenny Humphrey deserved better. And I love that this fic tackles the very real problems Jenny would have been dealing with at the end of season 3 and throughout the remainder of the show timeline

[princhii]

haiii, feel free to send me some reqs!! i need ideas i can get around to doing + i’m open to writing for anyone just no minors obviously, no men, aaand if i’m comfy w it :] i’ll still write for bada as well! xx

[lytters]

ok and what if i wanted to fall in love with you (@ shinsou hitoshi)

[pynkhues]

For the game!! Top fav fics atm! 💝

Ooo, I'm kinda all over the place with my fic reading at the moment, haha, but off the top of my head:

Delinquents by phloxmagpie. Good Girls. Beth x Rio. T. 120k words.

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“Yeah,” she breathes, and then she finds that he’s half an inch closer to her on the hood now, that the tip of his pinky fanned out on the metal nearly, nearly touches her thigh through the thin material of her dress.

She wonders what it would be like to touch him. It feels like it would be the easiest thing in the world right now, to reach down and lay her hand on top of his. She wonders what he would do. Then a door slams and more people spill out of Jeremy’s house. Beth swallows and looks up, focusing on the stars. They’re bright tonight. Electric. 

“Guess it’s startin’ to wrap up. You know how you’re gettin’ home?”

“No,” Beth admits. “Dean and all his friends are still drunk.”

Rio gnaws on his lip.

And then, because she suddenly feels light, because she suddenly feels dangerous, and because the bubble between them feels like it’s worn so thin, she becomes entranced by the idea of making it POP. 

“You could take me.”

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A highschool AU of Good Girls never feels like it should really work given so much of the context of the story is steeped in how women are made invisible in their own lives, but Megan really, really delivers. She transplants the story in a way that just makes sense, and the worldbuilding is so immersive that you can really sink right into it. The way it builds and grows and breathes just really hits all the right notes for me in a story, and it's one I was so delighted to see her update this week!

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Million Dollar Baby by phoenixgryffin. Succession. Gen-fic (although a little Kendall x Rava). M. 10k words.

“Yeah,” says Kendall. “There was a. A, a scare, I was supposed to be watching Sophie, and…uh. Probably you heard—”

“Heard something, yeah.” Roman’s not looking at him. “Was over in jolly old England paying Mumsy a call—”

“But that’s. That’s over. I’m turning—uh, turning over a—new leaf or whatever. DIY sobriety.” 

“Can’t fuckin’ OD with the mini-me around, huh.”

“Uh-huh,” says Kendall somberly.

“God, Ken, learn to take a joke.” Roman lightly punches Kendall’s arm, glances at the sleeping Iverson again. “Fuckin’—unconscious, huh.”

“Don’t wake him up,” says Kendall, suddenly aware of how loud they’ve been talking. “Don’t fuckin’ do it, Rome, he was screaming for four fucking hours last night, we could hear him through the walls—”

“Okay, okay, keep your hair on,” says Roman, but he moves to the other side of the room. “Hey, you dye it now? Looks awful.”

“No,” lies Kendall.

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The Roy siblings meet Iverson! God, I just love this fic so much. It really leans into the pre-canon world of the Roy's in a way that resonates, and the differing levels of discomfort all of them have with a newborn being in the room - much less a newborn that's their cringefail brother's son - feels really true to character. The author has really captured the tone of the show too, which is to say it's equal parts heartwrenching and funny. I only read it for the first time recently, and since then, I think I've re-read it a dozen times.

(One more Succession, an IWTV and a Stranger Things rec under the cut)

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I Figure You with Love by alaczije Succession. Kendall x Stewy. Explicit. 6k words.

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The caption reads: can we get @realkendallroy a welfare check

Below this, the top reply laments: 

bruh he DEAD dead 😭😭😭

“Oh, what the fuck,” Stewy says blankly.

He taps the thumbnail to view the photos full size—which, in hindsight, was a terrible idea. They flood the screen, blurred but unmistakable, in pixelated technicolor. Stewy recoils, as though ducking a slap to the face, then closes Twitter and stares stupidly at his phone. It buzzes in his hands a few seconds later. He takes the call without hesitation.

“Have you seen it?” Sandi Jr. demands. “Is this real?”

“I literally just saw it,” Stewy says, bouncing to his feet and giving into the urge to pace around his spotless kitchen. “And no, I don’t know. Who’s the source?”

“ATN.”

“Wow.”

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There are a lot of fics out there that deal with the aftermath of 3.09, but this really is one of my favourites. The dialogue is so good, and the way it hits all these different beats in terms of the business, the characters' histories, and Stewy's despite-himself-worry makes it feel like it was written just for me. Plus it's hotter and funnier than it has any right to be.

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Body and Blood by i love you bug (A_Stranger) Interview with the Vampire. Lestat x Louis. Explicit. 2k words.

He stuck a cigarette in the holder, the holder in his mouth, and lit it indulgently. Lying back against the furs with his arms bent to the sides and smoking as some blood ran lazily down his exposed pecs into the strained folds of his once-white undershirt, he looked a picture of rich debauchery. Louis wanted to rip his throat out. He pulled his pants off instead.

Lestat barely moved to help but watched him, smoke curling between their faces, eyes wide and youthful as if he was curious what Louis would do next, as if he hadn’t started something and abandoned it half-cocked to relax and pretend he was a wealthy Italian housewife.

Louis felt his eyebrows raise.

“Are you busy?”

Louis smirked around his cigarette holder. Louis felt his eyebrows drop.

“Mamma just needs a little break,” he simpered. “Can’t you take care of me?”

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There's been a lot of really fun fic for IWTV since the terrific AMC series aired, but I have a real soft spot for this one. It's funny and sexy and it really messes around with sex, gender and the family unit in a way only a story about a family of vampires can really pull off. It's a ball, and if you like the show, it's defs one to read.

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Modern Medicine Falls Short of Your Complaint by sansbanshees Stranger Things. Chrissy x Eddie. T. 5k words.

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Chrissy nods, reassured. Her brow furrows after a second though, eyes squinting as she strains to listen, too. “I don’t—I don’t get it. Why are his shoes different?”

It’s the way she asks, so serious, that gets him. He can’t help but laugh, which makes her burst into giggles, and she looks so confused by the whole thing, yet somehow still so weirdly sunny and just—it has to be a crime, right? Chrissy Cunningham has absolutely no right to look that fucking cute, as blitzed as she is.

Maybe it’s the wings? They suit her. Shit, he’s buying her as an otherworldly, ethereal being, but it’s almost too obvious of a costume, in her case. 

“You’re funny,” she says, even though he didn’t actually say anything, flashing him the beaming, megawatt smile of a truly drunk girl at a party.

It’s cute. She’s cute. It’s also close enough to a compliment that he feels a little heat building beneath his collar, creeping up his neck, and he has to remind himself that this is not actual reality and there’s no way she’ll remember any of it come Monday.

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Look, I just still love them a lot, and also I have a total thing for pre-canon moments of connection (as you can probably tell from the Succession rec above, haha). This just gets me, and I love it a lot.

Ask me for my Top Fives

[doverstar]

Lane and Jess are both wrong and that's what Waste Away With Me is about. in case anyone was wondering

[felixschokehold]

Marcus is acting as a parental figure to my OC in my fic and is taking her to the library to show her his favorite literature.

Drop your headcanons of his faves in the replies, reblogs, or dm me, please!