#i still very much wanna finish that Thing (fic) i mentioned to you a couple of months back

[tuiyla]

Yo Tuiyla, you're currently my favorite blog.

Now cry.

[babiebom]

Ranking my Mechat Matches Based on how much I Like Them(currently)

A/N: this isn’t to be mean or say I hate them or anything lmao it’s just for fun since I don’t see many Mechat posts on here and I wanna post something to make it obvious that I will write for them? Might be ooc for the writings but I try my best!!

Tw: cursing, some sexual mentions, maybe a little bit of bullying(affectionate and derogatory maybe), SPOILERS (maybe)

BC: at least 5 for each

Mechat Masterlist

First the guys since I am actually attracted to them:

1)Tamura Blood

Literal love of my life I’m always thinking about him

Like it’s not even like exaggerating when I say he’s taken over 90 percent of my daydreams

Like I was never really into the whole mafia romance thing before

But I genuinely want this man to be happy

Like I know he’s a character but I want him to be happy and if I have to write a million fics just to make it true for him I will

Like he actually cares even if he doesn’t show or say it and while I usually hate it he’s just so….

Idk how to explain it

He was my first match and when I first finished his story before they updated it twice I actually was VERY upset and checked on it every day to see if it would ever be updated

Idk what happens next because I’m playing through the updates now but

If me and him don’t get a happy ending I’m going to have a breakdown

I need a happy ending with him <3

The cheek kiss is the last thing I saw and I’m so mad he cheek kissed instead of lip kissed

Slow burn isn’t usually my favorite to read so this is actually killing me

But I literally look forward to his messages every day.

NAUR I FINISGED HIS STORY IN BETWEEN WRITING THIS AN DNOW IM SAD :((((( I LITERALLY J U S T BECAME HIS GORLFRIEND

MECHAT DEVS GIVE ME MORE TAMURA KISSES NOW!!!!!!!!!!

2)Yasuda Hitoshi

Honestly he annoyed me at first and I found it fun to mess with him

But he grew on me

Like even before him and me(the character obviously) started getting along he started to slowly work his way up on my list

And now that we’re getting married and he has told me about the monsters or whatever that he had to save me from

He’s super sweet even if he’s still sorta a big meanie

I think it’s cute

Like YES I love the guy who is mean to everyone but me trope

Like yeah he’s not mean but he isn’t really outgoing or nice with other people

Like he jokes and is cute and UGH

And the way he actually stands up to his parents for you is literally swoon worthy

LOVE MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN

3)Johnny Roe

Honestly I think I skipped him the first couple times he popped up as a match

And then when I saw everyone talking about him I thought it was like

…..everyone was over hyping him

But then I got him as a match again

So I matched with him

And he’s actually so cute

And his storyline is cute

And he’s like one of my favorites (obviously seeing as he’s number three)

I now understand the hype surrounding him because I would actually kill someone for this man

And I want to fight the mother so bad

It makes me upset how he’s always like “she’s still my mom”

Like yeah but she literally ABUSED YOU?????

Like I understand completely and I know it would be hard to just turn off loving her for him

But UGH

I want permission to throw hands

And honestly not to trauma dump my mom is the same way

Like she’s not abusive but she was abused by our family when she was a kid(including my grandmother)

And she’s so fiercely protective of her and like I love my grandmother but UGH I have like a place of resentment in my heart for her because e my mom didn’t deserve any of the bad things that has happened to her

So I know firsthand what it’s like to have a parent somewhat like Johnny(my mom doesn’t have agoraphobia)

I guess that’s why I’m super fond of him? Because he’s familiar in a way to me

I just want him to be happy :(

4)Optimo Lynx

I got a crush on him slowly

Like at first I was MEH about him

But then he was a cute nerd who is studying to be a….doctor(????? I forgor sorry)

AND on the other hand he’s a superhero who has literally saved me twice

Like actually I love him

Very smart and cares about people

Like actually HE SAVES LIVES

Like ?????? It’s sad that the public can’t know his identity bc the government will be mad

And the fact I think he would hate that

But he deserves to be paid for saving people the way that he does

And studying on top of that

Like I wouldn’t be able to IMPRESSIVE MAN

wanna give him kisses

ALSO ALSO ALSO

I don’t think I’ve EVER mentioned this on my blog

But black hair blue eyes combo is my favorite

So actually he’s my dream man

I wanna give him more kisses!!!!

I NEED MORE GEMS SO I CAN KISS HIM

And maybe suck his dick if he lets me

5)Zander Echo

When I first started his storyline I only wanted to get him to like me bc he hated me

Like Oh? You hate me? You won’t after I follow this simple plan

But then he started growing on me because he calls me his little snack

And I know he means it in a cannibalistic way but it’s hot so oh well

Then he actually started caring about me kinda

And showed me the ocean in a way that didn’t terrify me (I’m afraid of the ocean)

Like actually while this is lowkey my worst nightmare

I can breathe underwater and I’m not dying or anything so it’s less scary

But I’m still scared of the ocean

It he has a castle that I live in so it’s FINE

Literally would help me get over my fear if he wouldn’t eat me

Also I wish I could give him smooches

6)Azur Blackshade

Ghost man ghost man grim reaper ghost man

Hot hot man

Actually so interesting

And sad

I wanna know how he works

Like I wanna pick at his mind

Honestly ghost types aren’t my favorite monster types but UGH

He makes me wanna write a fanfic of a ghost love interest or something

Really really like him

7)Jozef Chrobak

He was my number one for a HOT WHILE

like I think he’s so hot

And his art style is attractive

Like he’s a VERY good looking man

I do like making people like me

And the fact that he was so against love in the beginning made it more fun

And then the ex appeared and pissed me off

But we ended up together

The only reason he’s this low is because I stopped playing his route bc my own character was pissing me off

Like she’s such a bitch

Like omg he’s romantic now I hate it

Are you a dumb ass hoe or what?

8)Brook

I liked the poly aspect and he was VERY cute

And I’m pretty sure he was a nurse or doctor or the person in an ambulance and I find that super attractive

Like YES save lives papi!!!!!!!!!

And for the most part I liked the story

I could see myself having a crush on him irl

Sweet sweet man

I don’t remember much else since I finished it MONTHS ago

9)Felix

To start off Felix and Brook are pretty much equal

Like it’s a poly relationship and I like them pretty much the same

They’re both sweet men and they’re both attractive

Even though I hated that they all abandoned me

I do think it’s attractive that they all took time to better themselves and their relationship

Like it takes a lot to realize when to step back because the situation you’re in isn’t a good one or might lead to you resenting someone

They were cool

And he was a model so obviously he was hot

Love them

10)Vile Darko

Actually insane?

I like him a lot simply because he seems psychotic

Like WHO makes someone go through insane things for money or whatever

Like actually a clown and it’s attractive

Even though I’m scared of clowns

He makes it hot AND scary

Like I’m genuinely fearing for my life (in game) but I’m also like yeah if he kills me it’s fine bc he has to touch me to do that :)

11)Enzo Gomez

I was SHOOK when I realized he wasn’t just a dog man

Like he’s an actual human that was cursed

He’s a werewolf but Doberman style

His human form is attractive

And don’t kill me but the dog form is somehow attractive(maybe it’s the teeth? Idk)

And his story is kinda sad

Well sad in that he is cursed

I’m pretty sure he was a horrible person and that’s why he was cursed

And I’m glad he has become a better person because of it

12)Lan Ying

He was up at the top before I finished his story a while ago

And now he’s back but I’m not as crazy about him because I’m crazy about tamura so I haven’t played his update yet

But I do LOVE him

Like actually a dom that isn’t an asshole

And I do like shibari and he’s nice

I hate that he ties other people up though

Like mine and only mine?

Seems like a very level headed guy and that’s very attractive

Probably one of the least toxic in this list ngl

13)Eichi Hirano

I’ve never really been crazy about him

Like even though I’m a hyper sexual person his is ONLY sex and sometimes him having trouble with his hotels or whatever

So I wasn’t really interested in him

In still not all that interested :/

He’s cute though

And obviously the sex is good for my character so I guess

I do think he’s kinda nice though, so I do like him

14)Rei

I think he is the SWEETEST guy in an unfortunate position

Because his sister is manipulating him into being basically a scammer and he doesn’t wanna do it

But she gets pissy with him if he refuses

And while I know he could take himself out of that situation

It’s hard with siblings that you wanna keep in your life or whatever

Especially because they’re twins

My only problem with him is that he doesn’t have much of a spine

Like I would like him to stand up to her

But like he’s sweet and I hope the rest of the storyline is good. I kinda stopped playing it

It’s like only two dates that they have?

I don’t feel like wasting diamonds on them right now lmao

15)Dare

I think he’s hot

But in reality I would hate him

I hate playing truth or dare bc it makes me anxious and I can never think of anything

also he knows exactly how he’s making those people suffer and acts like he doesn’t

Actually manipulative

And everything is a game to him UGH

It just annoys me

The sex was cool though

And he is kinda interesting

But like the whole four horsemen thing is an ewie to me

16)Ezra Michelle

I do actually really like Ezra

But I hate the fact that I can’t romance him

I wanna romance the pastor man

I wanna give him smooches but NAUR he’s dedicated his life to the lord

Also he’s cool for a pastor

Obviously they weren’t gonna put a total asshole extreme Christian person in the game

But I do think the way he’s written is very Joseph dream daddy coded but cooler and less shitty

Like Joseph was a shitty man

But Ezra is really cool so far

He’s only this low bc I stopped playing bc I was sad I couldn’t marry him and went after people I could romance instead

17)Drink

He wasn’t really there in the storyline

Like dare was the main character I guess out of the four

Drink and dance barely showed up

But I liked him

And I think his super power of making drinks is cool

Because I hate alcohol and how it tasted I think he would be really dangerous for me if he can make a drink that doesn’t taste like ass

And was kinda nice when we finally got to talk to him

But otherwise he wasn’t really there oof

18)Social

He was more there than drink and dance but he annoyed me

Literal definition of influencer

I was ANNOYED the entire time I had to talk to him

Like can you GET OFF YOUR PHONE

I DONT CARE ABOUT YOUR FOLLOWERS

GET YOUR CAMERA OUT OF MY FACE BITCH BOY

Like his only personality trait is social media

And yeah granted his name is social

But the others were much more interesting than him

His only good trait is that he’s hot and could probably make me famous if I wanted him to

19)Joon Hwang

I don’t remember him oof

I think I liked him a little bittle but I don’t remember anything about who he is or his storyline so eh

20)Seong On

Like Joon I have no idea who this guy is even though I know I did play through some of his storyline

I have nothing to say about him yikes

Now onto the women since I did match with them!!(my storyline beliefs might be wrong because I speed through them for gems)

1)Naya Honoka

HER STORYLINE IS INSANE?

Like actually I was like OOOH a cute nurse when we first started talking

Then as time went on I was like oof she has no time to herself but she’s so nice and cute

And it was just the right amount of spicy that I was like yeah this is KINDA realistic

LIKE SHE SAVES LIVES WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT FROM HER (other than time)

Then it went into a whole hostage witness protection thing

And I was like HUH

My character in this pissed me off

Bc why when she says HEY don’t say my name call me Hannah instead

My character says Naya 400999 times like MAAM

STOP OUTING HER!!!!!!!!!

Anyways she’s so sweet and deserves love and I want her to be happy and get more breaks from working

Only thing I currently don’t like is how she literally is spending our honeymoon being a nurse

But also irl I would be okay with that bc that means I can be alone for some of the day so oof

2)Eiko Suzuki

I like her more now than I did in the beginning

In the beginning she was kinda annoying

But now I’m like OKAY she deserves the WORLD

Like not because she’s a kitsune but like she is SO PRETTY

And I do like that she’s a family girl

I do think it’s weird that she was like “I don’t want anything serious”

But wanted us to help her with everything

Like I think at this point we’re something more but they haven’t made it official

Which bothers me bc I need to know I’m the only one

And her storyline is also insane

Like WTF your ex boyfriend ruined your life and is BACK to ruin it even more

AND your family can turn into cute ass foxes and you didnt use that to your advantage and KILL HIM?

Literally just maul him as a fox and be like

OH NAUR my bf got mauled by a wild animal I wonder how this could’ve happened?!!!!!!!!!

I do think she’s cool though even though we have to help her with everything and she doesn’t think things through sometimes

I also think it’s funny that since I’m not spending diamonds on her choices that my character is a complete asshole

Like she left her to die LMAO

3)Lexi Rose

I LOVE THAT SHE COSPLAYS

like actually her being an otaku is so cute

And I’m pretty sure she got a tv show opportunity at some point I don’t remember

Like I’m proud of her

Sad that she feels like her true self isn’t very cool

Bc I really like her

She seems sweet and cool and her interests are ones that I like

Like I might not be the biggest anime fan

But I would watch several with her as dates

Like we do not have to leave the house lets snack and you can tell me all the attack on titan lore.

4)River Morales

PRETTY WOMAN

would’ve been number one had I played her recently

But I haven’t played her for WEEKS

so she went down as I lowkey forgot about her

Honestly she was cool and I love that she’s an artist

And I do like the poly dynamic

And the fact that she was REALLY honest about her feelings towards the end

Hate that they kinda abandoned me

But I do like her a lot

Super sweet girl

I think she was sorta insecure in her storyline and I hate that for her

5)Reko Lamarr

Dommy mommy dommy mommy

She’s kinda a bitch

And as a dom I feel like she’s pretty……

Needy?

Like I feel like she should just be a bratty sub or something

Maybe it’s bc I prefer service doms?

But she’s like serve ME worship ME

instead of being a cute dom?

Like MAAM tell me what to do but love on me too

She’s cool tho

Like LOVE a business woman

Get that money queen

She’s VERY stressed

And actually kinda hot when she spanks us

Just wish she was more service-y instead of demand-y

I want to be babied pls

6)Alice Young

She’s okay I guess

I’m not really into sports

And I just started her storyline

And I kinda find the sports thing annoying

Maybe it’s bc I’m not…enthusiastic? Driven about sports that I’m like????

Just FIRE HIM??????

He’s a coach not your dad

Hire someone that cares about your mental health as well as you winning

Like girl just say that you wanna just be friends until you’re done with your tournament or whatever

Like why even join Mechat if you have a whole sports thing you wanna win

Like focus on that THEN join dating apps?

Other than that she’s pretty and cool

And I think her being athletic is attractive

7)Dance

She’s not that bad at all

But we hardly have content of her?

Like we barely see her during the storyline

So she’s okay I guess

Likes to dance and so do I

The only downside is that she’s part of the four horsemen

The upside is that I found the dancing plague in France to be funny and as soon as I saw this party was like that I cackled

But also not really funny in theory

Also kinda dislike her bc she thought the people were having fun when she knew they weren’t

I think she would be fun to be around in small doses.

8)Eura Alabaster

WOULDVE BEEN DEAD ASS LAST IF IT WASNT FOR RAITAS BITCH ASS

I actually HATE her

Like overconfident people don’t really bother me

It’s just SOMETHING about her that pisses me off

Like the way she is makes me want to beat her to death with my fists

Like she’s annoying and overconfident and stupid

AND she kidnapped me

Granted I’m not against someone kidnapping me(in the fictional world)

SHE JUST HAD TO PUT ME ON A BOAT

I HATE boats

I hate the ocean

I think that’s why I hate her so much

The fact that it’s the ocean we’re dealing with

And she’s triggering my irrational fear of the Bermuda Triangle

So it’s stressing me out

I just hate her

9)Raita

I haven’t finished their storyline so if she turns out fine later sorry

But right now

AT THIS MOMENT

I hate her and how she treats Rei

Like she’s an actual bitch and I hate that my character hasn’t said so

Like actually I would’ve been like ??????are you dumb or stupid why are you such a bitch ass hoe????

She’s so mean and for WHAT

He has done nothing wrong but she acts like he has

Like he doesn’t want to scam people but this scamming ass bitch is forcing him to

And I know someone is gonna be like “he can make his own choices”

Sometimes when it involves family and staying on their good side you don’t really have a choice if you want them in your life good or not

Like I HATE HER

[lampmanliveblogs]

Oh look, it’s the echo mouse Musse.

…you know, I don’t think I ever explained why I call him that. It’s because the swedish name for Mickey Mouse is Musse Pigg. That’s it. But hey, he gets to have one last appearance, pulling a Cinderella alongside Bat-Queen’s kids. I mean, that has got to be a deliberate reference to the Disney animated Cinderella, right?

Steve’s here too, of course, and he’s cutting into a cake. As someone who likes to bake but isn’t that good at it, I like to say that I’m not very good at making things that look good, but I can make things that taste good.

This is the exact opposite of that.

And with King growing older and stronger, he’s beginning to generate his own magic and his own glyphs! Hmm… it looks like his glyphs have a different design, but i assume they’d be the same four elements.

(also, while rewinding the scene, I noticed Eda’s wearing Raine’s earring. cute)

The crew, who know and love me, gives me just a few more pretty lights to look at with big wide eyes, drawn to them like a moth. The Collector’s in the neighborhood and decided to put on a big ol lightshow.

On this last good bye, they threw in a few more characters, just for funsies. We’ve got Salty the boat captain, Willow’s parents, a couple of faeries, Gus’ dad, Tibbles, and that little kid from Separate Tides.

So… this is the end, huh?

What do I even say? What do I even say? What can i say about this show?

This liveblog exists because of The Owl House. At the time, I was in a creative rut and trying to find some way out of it. I figured maybe getting into a new series might help. I was also a fan of several liveblogs, and so I thought, why not try it? I figured it might get me back to writing.

My journey, as my loyal readers know, has not been always been a smooth sailing. It’s taken me a long time to get here; I finished this episode over a year after it came out for crying out loud. There have been times when I’ve been beat down and unable to create. But never did I lose my love for this show, to contrary, it only ever grew greater.

So yeah, good show, 6/10.

…

I’M JOKING! I’M JOKING, THAT WAS A JOKE! P-please put that down, it was only a joke!

Jeez luise, you people… ahem.

No, I love this show. That much should be clear, no matter how much snark I inject or how many sarcastic quips I sprinkle into my text, the time spent with this show has been genuinely good. And I joke about things, how we never got Bat-Queen’s backstory for example. But, well… there’s a good reason for that. This show deserved so much better, and the amazing crew deserved so much better. Still, they delivered a fantastic story, and I will undoubtedly return to this again and again.

So what comes next?

As I’ve already mentioned, I am going to watch and liveblog, or at least make some post about The Owl House pilot episode which was leaked a while back. i don’t know what the timeframe is on that, but hopefully not too long.

I’m also gonna keep working on that Vee fic. Speaking of which, I linked it earlier, but just in case you missed it, the first chapter (and a prelude) is up on AO3 right now. I’ll continue to post updates on here, so stay tuned for that as well. I don’t know how long it will take for that to get done, but I’m really excited to work on it, more excited than I’ve been for any creative work in a long time. I’m beginning to feel like maybe I’m not a complete and utter failure and a talentless hack.

Will I continue posting incorrect quotes? Maybe. I’ll continue as long as I get new ideas and I’ll stop when I run out.

But the real question is, what is the next liveblog? Well, I’ve said that already as well, but for those who weren’t paying attention…

The next liveblog will be Amphibia! I’ve bene looking forward to that one for some time now.

My aim right now is to get started with Amphibia in July. Why July? Because that’s when I go on my vacation.

I should probably also do some tidying up on this blog, do some upgrades. I also wanna clean out my askbox, cause, uh… I’ve got a couple of unanswered asks… some of which have been sitting there for a long time now… I should really get around to that.

For now… this has been The Owl House, I’m The Lampman, and I would like to thank you for reading. Take care of the planet Earth and remember that anything can happen in space!

Our lives became a fairy tale Without rules or laws But is there anyone who knows? If the journey has an end?

The End… for now

[artemistorm]

Why Podfics are Important

A big part of why I like podfics so much is because to me it is an accessibility feature. There are times when I cannot look at a screen due to light sensitivity or I don't have spoons/brainpower to interact on Tumblr or or I'm too unfocused to read a fic but I still wanna be distracted and think about blorbos and podfics are perfect for that.

The problem is that there aren't very many of them.

When I first discovered them, I filtered for LU fics with no smut or MCD and there were only like 27 podfics. I listened to all of them in about 2 days. I was disappointed there weren't more, but the ones that were there were all excellent. So I asked myself why not try my hand at making them?

It took me about a week to figure out how to record audio, edit, where and how to host it, and how to link to AO3; and now that I know how to do it, I can record and post a fic in a couple of hours. You don't get alot of attention or fanfare for doing it--podfics are nowhere near as popular as ordinary fics, but it's a public service and its just plain fun. Actually its addicting. Every time I finish recording and posting a podfic my brain is like a sled dog pulling on a rope begging "More! Do more podfics!"

In an ideal world, I think every fic should have a podfic version. It would benefit everyone, not just disabled people. Not only are they good for low spoons time, they're also great for ordinary times when you're doing chores or riding the bus or something and you want something to listen to, just like you would listen to any other podcast. Not to mention the fact that by making podfics, you get to learn the valuable modern skill of recording audio and posting it.

I have a motto: "Try anything once," meaning, I'm game to try out learning any new thing and there's no commitment to do it long term or even do it more than that one time. Its just fun to learn and experiment. I've been trying a new thing every year for the past several years and have had fun gaining a bunch of oddball jack-of-all-trades skills like slacklining, longboarding, watercolor, digital art, and podfics.

I'd like to encourage everyone to try making a podfic and seeing how they like it (it does take a couple of podfics to really get your feet under you though). If you like it, or if you're willing and able to, making more podfics would be an invaluable service to provide for the fandom. And if you can't make podfics for whatever reason, why not just listen to a podfic and drop a kudos or comment or something to let the person doing them know that you appreciate it?

If anyone wants to know how to podfic, please feel free to reach out to me and I'll do what I can to help. Also, I'll be putting together a "how to make a podfic" post in the near future so keep an eye out for that.

[wannab-urs]

The Spreadsheet Digest - Vol 27

Howdy folks!

It's so lovely to be back to reading fic again AHHHH!! I'm still taking it easy and not putting too much pressure on myself. I'm also switching to not reading a series until it's finished and not recommending a series until I've finished it, which is a good motivation for... ya know... finishing it. I have a brand new TBR system on Notion that's working out super well for me and making it easier than ever to keep up with the spreadsheet and what I want to read.

Anywho, I've got 15 fics for you this week. If you wanna peruse my other fic recs click here. If you wanna read my fics, click here.

Recs under the Baby Pedge <3

Tender is the Night - Frankie one shot by @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin

Summary: Your husband comes home from a trip to South America and the future of your family is up in the air.

Tags: unprotected PIV sex, angst, reader has given birth but is otherwise undescribed. mention of childbirth but not described, big feelings

Good Girls are Quiet - Din one shot by @beskarandblasters

Summary: At the Outlander Club on Coruscant, you try to help Din capture a bounty. But when the bounty makes a move what belongs to Din, that just won’t do. Din takes you a sleazy motel after and shows you just who you belong to.

Tags: canon divergent (long live the Razor Crest), takes place when Din is an apostate, bounty gets handsy with you, possessive!Din, light canon typical violence, brat taming, reader gets “punished”, rough oral sex (M receiving), slapping, cum eating, nipple play, knife kink, riding the hilt of Din’s vibro-blade, daddy kink, helmet comes off, spitting, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, creampie, use of Mando’a words (cyar’ika = sweetheart), pet names (good girl), no use of y/n

Vis-à-vis - Frankie one shot by @hier--soir

Summary: your bedroom window offers a direct view into your cute neighbour's apartment. as time goes by, you two start looking for each other through the glass. shy glances become desperate, needy glimpses into each other's lives until one day, you finally make contact.

Tags: neighbour!frankie, some serious exhibitionism, naked window neighbour behaviour, a mild obsession between two strangers, mutual masturbation, brief piv sex between reader and an OC [while frankie watches of course], very little actual foreplay, unprotected piv sex, a hint of possessive!frankie, come eating, getting fucked in a short little sundress yahtzee, two* people that need to be thrown in horny jail [three* if you include me]

A Bird in Your Teeth - Joel series by @sempersirens

Summary: since moving into the neighborhood a couple of years ago, you've become close with the miller family. as a young woman living alone joel is protective of you, and he intends to show you how much so.

Tags: neighbor!joel, age gab: reader is early to mid 20s, joel early 30s, no outbreak, allusion to SA, reference to past SA, trauma, nightmares, PTSD, graphic violence, torture/revenge, sweet, tender smut, mentions of past trauma, fluff, alcohol

coming under the christmas tree - Frankie one shot by @undercoverpena

Summary: The way he whispers your name should be a sin—it coating the air, making each letter feel important, essential—as your hands find his belt, undoing it, the sound cutting through all else, even burying a whispered expletive that falls from his tongue. “Do you know how hot you look right now, Morales?”

Tags: explicit. 18+. smut. literal porn from me. oral (m recieving), p in v, praise (jo has a thing, run with it), frankie being gorgeous, minor cock worship, christmas themes.

I'm here - Marcus Pike one shot by @davnittbraes

Summary: Sweet angel baby Marcus Pike is actually one hell of a dom

Tags: reader is described as being in a long term previous relationship, smut (piv, unprotected, oral f!receiving), angst, fluff, description of disgustingly cliché meet-cute, established relationship, mentions of past abusive relationship, anxiety, big beefy cuddly dogs, light BDSM, breathplay, like HEAVY breathplay to some people, physical restraint, Dom/Sub dynamics, Soft!Dom Marcus, Sub!Reader, Praise kink out the wazoo

Don't drink the punch - Dave York one shot by @wildemaven

Summary: You attend the CIA holiday christmas party

Tags: insecurities, jealousy, holiday party antics, mentions of food and alcohol, office gossip, smut (unprotected p in v, fingering, orgasms), there’s no mention of it but reader is on BC, Dave is divorced from Carol, Soft and Sweet Dave, let’s say this is AU and no murdering is happening (or that at least reader is not aware of), reader is mentioned to be wearing a dress with heels and lingerie, otherwise zero descriptive features for reader

Caught Kissing Santa - Dave York one shot by @wildemaven

Summary: Alice saw you kissing Santa Claus

Tags: reader is married to Dave and stepmom to his kids, mentions of food and drinks, non-religious Christmas celebrations and Santa beliefs, alluding to sexy time but no smut, kissing, mentions reader is wearing pajama pants, fluff, soft Dave, one use of ‘good girl’.

Be a Good Boy for Mommy - Frankie one shot by @beskarandblasters

Summary: Frankie cums without your permission. You decide to punish him.

Tags: F!Reader, dom/sub, mommy kink, whipping, edging, oral sex (F receiving), handjob (but not to completion), Frankie whimpering!!, uncircumcised!Frankie, pet names (princesa), vaginal sex, unprotected sex, orgasm denial, no use of y/n

Between Blurred Lines - Joel one shot by @livingemkayde

Summary: joel miller has always been...there. never different, always sporting a brooding scowl etched into his handsome face. he's your best friend sarah miller's dad, arguably worse, your dad's long time buddy. things are never different. not until this summer. not until now.

Tags: smut, unprotected pinv, fingering f! receiving, cockwarming (!?!?!?) uhh dom!joel, significant age gap, dad's best friend mixed with some best friends dad (?!!?!?!?)

Come a Little Closer - Joel one shot by @hyzer34

Summary: After babysitting Sarah for the weekend Joel shows you his appreciation in more ways than one.

Tags: no outbreak, younger/domestic joel miller, unprotected p in v, oral (f receiving), little bit of softdom but not really?, praise kink, multiple orgasms, joel is PACKING and he knows it, no use of y/n, like always if i missed anything please let me know!

Room 77 - Joel one shot by @chaotic-mystery

Summary: It was a great plan at first to carpool with Joel & have him drive to your dad’s vacation house, until it wasn’t.

Tags: one bed trope!, age gap (readers like mid 20s Joel’s like early 50s idk) mean Joel at first, sloppy sleepy sex, reader be havin those daydreams about Joel, spitting, choking, unprotected sex, slight fingering, cream pie, cockwarming, dirty talkkk, slight use of the name daddy, pet names.

Bluffing Season - Frankie one shot by @beskarandblasters

Summary: Frankie Morales is your next door neighbor of the worst kind. To put it simply, you two can’t stand each other. But when his girlfriend breaks up with him right before the holidays he asks you to be his fake date for Christmas, not wanting to go home to his family single yet again. You reluctantly say yes and as you spend time you realize he’s not as terrible as you once thought.

Tags: reader is a baker, two years post Triple Frontier, slow burn, enemies to lovers, fake dating, jealousy, made up lore for Frankie/his family tree, reader lowkey got mommy issues (just a shitty family in general), drinking, mentions of drugs, food/eating, Frankie describing his trauma, some Spanish used, oral sex (F receiving), vaginal sex, unprotected sex, cream pie, pet names (cariño), sort of ambiguous time skips, Frankie is either a Libra or a Scorpio!!, no use of y/n

White Christmas - Dieter one shot by @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin

Summary: You and Dieter decide to escape the push and pull of your families for the holiday.

Tags: oral sex f receiving, unprotected PIV, tummy riding, cumshot, cum eating, inappropriate use of a santa hat, bad family dynamics, face sitting, reader is comfortable wearing lingerie but is otherwise undescribed.

Fluffer - Dieter one shot by @proxima-writes

summary: fluffer - noun - someone on a pornographic film set that keeps a male performer’s penis erect in between scenes. You’re a production assistant on the set of an adult film starring Dieter Bravo, who mistakes you for his fluffer.

Tags: explicit sexual content (18+ MDNI), porn star AU, dub con - mistaken identity, oral sex - female receiving, face sitting, multiple orgasms, vaginal fingering, squirting.

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Happy Reading!

[thefanficmonster]

Gaming Night

Ash [Team Theorist] & Reader (Gender Neutral)

Warnings: Stress and Anxiety, Crying

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Platonic Fluff, RPF (Real Person Fic)

Summary: When a mishap at work proves to be the final straw for Y/N, Ash is there to be the best friend and offer comfort.

Requested by @freakshows199 Hi dear! Sorry for the wait on your request but I hope the final product makes up for it! Love, Vy ❤

It's been quite the week for you. It's exam week, after all, it's to be expected.

Pushing through college while working on Team Theorist means your plate is constantly full but you've gotten used to it. You've built a routine and dynamic around it that allows you to manage your time in a way that allows you to excel at both and still enjoy a decent chunk of free time. Or at least seven hours of sleep.

At the end of the day though, you're only human, and having such a lengthy to-do list is pretty anxiety inducing no matter how organized you are. Just looking at your daily schedule of things that need to get done is enough for stress to start creeping in. It's admittedly not fun, but the final product - whether it be a GTLive video, a theory video you did the research for or a successfully passed midterm - is so rewarding. It makes it all worth it.

This week, however, it's been rather difficult to feel proud of the work you do and even find the motivation to do it. Stress and anxiety have riddled your mind and bleed over into your dreams which has by extension made falling asleep very difficult.

Stress and anxiety coupled with very few hours of sleep and a particularly high dosage of caffeine in your system, it's all a recipe for an inevitable crash-and-burn. Or burnout, in short,

Currently you're setting up the camera and lights for an upcoming GTLive recording session. You got to Steph and Matt's house an hour early because if you were to make a pitstop at your dorm you'd undoubtedly fall asleep and be late. You didn't wanna risk it so you just thought you'd get ahead with your work.

Ash beat you to it though, seeing as how you found them already seated behind the screen, editing the footage you recorded yesterday.

It was only after seeing them that you realized just how much you didn't want to take on the task alone. Ash is one of those people that exude such a calming and comforting aura and they are the most amazing friend to have by your side. It especially shines through when you're going through a period such as this one. They're always there to look out for you when you forget to do it yourself.

"Hey, Y/N?" They grab your attention, removing their headset as they look up at you from behind the monitor.

You stop your ministrations with the ring light and turn to give them your full attention, "Yeah?"

"Can you do me a small favor?" They've barely had time to finish their sentence before you nod, "A lot of people have mentioned that the VHS filter in the game makes it hard on the eyes when they watch the video. I guess it brings down the video quality or something. Could you take a look at the game settings and see if it can be turned off?"

"Oh yeah, I saw a lot of complaints about it. Let me see..." You stabilize the light before sitting down on the couch in front of the TV and opening the game.

You spend an unhealthily large portion of your day staring at a screen. Looking at a bigger one makes no difference as it immediately causes a migraine to start taking over, blurring your vision. That may be due to the lack of sleep or the fact that you forgot to drink enough water today, but before you know it or have been able to blink the blurriness away, you've accidentally pressed the left mouse button.

Once you do you come to realize you've made a big mistake.

Horror floods your whole body when you see that the 'continue game' option is now a darker shade, suggesting it is not available. There is no longer a game to continue. You've accidentally deleted all of the progress Matt made the previous time he played the game. It wasn't small either, he'd made it almost halfway through the story.

And you have just deleted all of it. Two hours of gameplay and effort down the drain.

You cover your mouth with trembling hands, tears already starting to form in your eyes.

This catches Ash's concern, "Y/N? What's wrong?" They ask, removing the headset completely so they can get up off their chair and come over to you, squatting down next to you. The worry you see in their eyes only makes the urge to cry worse.

"I....I-I deleted Matt's progress..." You explain in a shaky, mousy voice, a sob racking through your chest when the words reach your own ears.

Had it been any other day, sure, you'd still be upset about it. But not crying level upset. You'd see it as nothing more than an inconvenient hurdle you can easily overcome in a rational way. There's no rationality at play now.

It just happened at a very wrong time. It's nothing more than a small mishap in theory but its timing is feeding into the self-doubt you've been struggling with since exam season started. Academic insecurity and impostor syndrome have been eating away at you all week and now this feel like a confirmation that all those doubts were in fact warranted.

Even though they aren't at all, whatsoever.

"Hey, hey, hey...." Ash doesn't say it but they're relieved. Seeing your reaction without context scared them into thinking the issue was way worse. Still, they can see it's a major deal to you and they respect that. Especially since they've been well aware of how much stress and pressure you've been under. They've been through similar situations and have had similar reactions. They understand you on a personal level. And they'd never let a friend feel that way without doing their best to intervene and comfort them. Which in this case would involve just putting the whole predicament in perspective to show you how miniscule it is. "It's no big deal. Please don't cry, Y/N. We'll fix it." They say, their arm wrapping around your shoulders to give you a tight, reassuring hug you immediately fall into. You've needed nothing more than a hug this whole week and getting it brings you such relief. It provokes even more tears to stream down your face. Turns out, you've also needed a good cry.

"How?" You manage to say through sniffles, "We're starting filming in twenty minutes."

"We'll play a different game. Last minute game switch. It's happened so many times before. Matt doesn't care, he'll have fun regardless. We'll find him something to play, don't worry." Ash explains calmly, letting you start to grasp on how simple this problem is to solve when the panic takes the backseat. "Tomorrow's Saturday so I can just stick around a bit longer after we're done and play up to the point where Matt left off last time."

There's not a moment you're not grateful to have Ash in your life. This is just one of those moments where you also start believing in angels because they have to be one.

"Thank you so much, Ash." You pull away from the hug to wipe your eyes and be able to look at them properly, "But you're not doing it alone. The least I can do is accompany you. I genuinely want to."

Ash shakes their head, "No way, you need to go home and sleep..."

You cut them off with a wave of your hand, "I will. As you said, tomorrow's Saturday. I can sleep in till 3 PM if I want to. I'd want nothing more than to help fix the mistake I made."

Knowing that your resolve is impossible to shake, Ash decides it's best to just sigh and nod and agree. So that's what they do, "Alright, fine." Suddenly, their eyes light up as they get an idea, "We'll make a night out of it! Get snacks and stuff. It'll be great!"

You can't help the smile that brightens up your face as you nod, "I'd love that."

You truly would. There's very few people whose company you enjoy quite like Ash's. You don't know what you did in a past life to deserve a friend like them but you are very certain that everyone needs an Ash in their life. Everyone needs a ray of sunshine like them to part the rainclouds.

[dairy-farmer]

So I've recently made a new AO3 account (completely separate from my main one, different email and everything lmao) bc I want to start writing porn, and I was wondering if I could have your permission to use some of your asks as like, prompts or ideas? Especially ones that were my own (this is PP!Tim Anon btw, and I've sent in. A lot of asks without signing them off as that, like I could make an entire list and it would probably hit double digits of which asks you've gotten that were mine lmao)!! I would ofc credit you and your blog! I don't know how to imbed links to the individual asks (I'll still try but I can't promise anything lmao), but I'll at least mention your Tumblr name and AO3 account!

I really wanna try my hand at some random, filthy oneshots without a bunch of world building or context, bc that's something I tend to get hung up on in my writing, and I wanna stick to some short and sweet smut oneshots about Tim being a pregnant, underage nympho slut, or a puppy factory, or a cocksleeve for the rogues of Gotham and their goons, all that good stuff!!

On that thought tho, do you have any pieces of advice for like, consistent writing, or motivation to write? Bc that's my biggest struggle tbh is sitting down to start writing. Usually once I start I can churn out a couple thousand words in one sitting, but I gotta start first, ya know? Any words of wisdom would mean a lot ❤️❤️❤️

answered out of order:

yes of course❤️❤️❤️!!!!!!!!!!!! you don't believe how happy that makes me to hear!!!! so many of the asks i get sent are just so brilliant and well done and it would make me so beyond happy to know people started writing or got inspired to write out their ideas!!! and i'm sure that people who submitted other posts you get inspiration from would love to see others expand further on their asks ❤️❤️❤️❤️!!!

one shots are a really great way to really get back into a sort of groove of writing because it can be shorter, the plot may be not as dense or complex as something from a multichap (though you can also write VERY long one shots that are incredibly detailed too), and it can be mainly composed of "fun" writing in the sense that you don't have to do buildup for bigger things like you would in longer multichaps or those that are heavily plot driven. i totally get struggling to get motivation to write, for me it was always like i had to wait for my brain to be turned "on" or in a working mode for me to get any writing for my fics done which meant it usually only happened when i was studying for exams or doing projects for school. however for me that meant when i was in the 'off season' like breaks from school it meant that even though i had time, i no longer had motivation to write. that's something i'm still working to break myself out of and i think one think that is pretty effective is thinking of a scene or piece of dialogue i'm excited to write and look forward to getting to so it motivates to write to reach it. that works sometimes, other times i think of a reward i'll get myself once i finally finish. something like candy or some snack or food i don't often get or go out of my way to get. and another thing that works for me sometimes is basically planning the fic, for a short one shot the major bullet points of what happen would be a short list and so it would pretty much trick your brain into thinking 'wow a short task list i can do all of these pretty quickly/complete them without too much hassel or procrastination!'.

ultimately i think writing one shots takes a lot of pressure off since as a single chapter there's basically no further commitment needed like it would during a multi chapter fic which can be very relieving for people who get easily stressed or pressured by commitments with no hard deadline.

im very happy to hear you'll be expanding on your tim ideas and look forward to them!!!!!! also if you need any help with embedding on aow the reference collection on ao3 is really helpful and its where i learned to embed links with this tutorial ❤️❤️❤️❤️

[larry-hiatus]

where. are. the. fics. from. your. 30daysmutfest. FROM?! its so fucking hot and ur so fucking talented wtf. ive read a couple and ik some rnt from wips/fics u made but jfc the ones that r can u pls mention the title/link cos i rlly wanna read so badly and esp that day 3 one i hope gets out soon too:,)) u genius fucker bless u

Hello! Omg thank you so so much for this message! It makes me so happy to hear that you loved my snippets; you’re very sweet! I’ll give you a bit of a breakdown of which are from fics and about when they’ll be coming out.

Day 6 is from a fic called Even If It’s Only for Tonight that I wrote for @subharryficfest 2021!

Day 25 is from a fic I just posted the other day called Blow Me Like a Fan!

Day 3 and Day 18 are from a WIP for @1dreligionfest that is currently set to be posted in the begging of April!

Day 29 is from a WIP for @faithinthefutureficfest that doesn’t have an exact post date yet! Fics for the fest will not start posting until the middle of April, so it will be after that. I might throw Day 1 in this fic as well, not sure yet!

Day 2 is from a WIP for @zouisfics! Five for that fest don’t start posting until the middle of May.

Day 21 and Day 22 are from a WIP that is not attached to a fest. I’m not sure when I will finish it because right now I am focusing on fics that actually have due dates, but hopefully I can post it within the next couple of months. (My friends at @1d-library might yell at me to post it sooner haha!) We’ll see!

Day 12, Day 20, Day 24, and Day 26 are all from fics I wrote back when 1D was still active. I didn’t have AO3 back then, so these fics aren’t posted there. My writing style and quality has changed a lot since then; there are things about the fics I don’t like, and one was never even finished. I’m not planning on revisiting them at the moment, so the full fics probably won’t be posted on AO3 or anything. It was fun sharing snippets from them though, and maybe I’ll share more bits in the future!

The rest of the snippets were just written for the challenge and don’t currently belong to any fics. However, there are some that I would definitely consider fleshing out into a whole story! You never know where things will go!

Thank you again for your kind words! They mean a lot to me! (Also sorry if the any of the links are messed up haha I tried my best!)

[sircarrieart]

guess who finished part one of this fic I mentioned in this posr and this post!! here's some doodles from while I was working on it and the fic itself is under the cut if you wanna read it!!!

(FYI it's all from Arven's POV and it's my first fic EVER!!! so very excited lol. It's also a little long which is why i'm splitting it into 2 parts. Part 2 should be posted tomorrow.)

Arven’s eyes hurt. He’s been staring at the screen for the past few hours hopping between lesson plans for the next week, peer reviewing a few essays, and reading the latest in Pokémon research. He really needed to go to sleep, the words on the screen becoming more blurred with every second. 

His desire to sleep only grew with Mabosstiff snoring at his feet and Tempest, their odd looking Delcatty, curled up in a warm ball in his lap. And yet he still sat here, staring at the screen because he knows that even though he’s exhausted he won’t be able to fall asleep if he actually goes to bed.

Arven sighs, running a hand through his hair before using it to prop his head up by his chin. He should be used to this by now, especially given the fact that Jetta had been going off on these rescue missions the entire time they’ve been together (even before then, actually) and yet he still struggles to fall asleep without his husband beside him. Somehow the fact that Jetta was coming home in a couple days only made things harder. 

Arven’s just switching tabs again, bored with the article he’d been reading, when Mabosstiff makes a low growl. He ignores it at first since Mabosstiff often made noises in his sleep but then the growling gets louder as he abruptly stands, pushing Arven away from his desk in the process.

Arven frowned at his Pokémon lumbered over toward the door, pushing through it all while growling. Arven follows him with Tempest at his heels as Mabosstiff stalks to the top of the stairs. 

He can hear movement downstairs and is about to chalk it up to one of the many other Pokémon living in the house until there’s the distinct sound of a glass clinking against the countertop. They keep their glassware well out of reach of the Pokémon for everyone's safety 

Sharing a wary glance with Mabosstiff and Ninny, Arven carefully creeps down the stairs.

He can see the intruder standing eerily still facing the sink, seemingly looking out the window. That along with the fact that the lights are still off allows Arven to easily make his way over undetected. 

Quickly he turns the lights on completely ready to initiate a battle, but the command dies on his tongue when he sees who’s standing there. 

It’s Jetta. 

Arven had seen him on a rough day. Covered in mud from being dragged by a stubborn Bouffalant. Scratched up by a combative Tyranitar. Cradling a broken arm from an overly excited Corviknight. Even when he trudged into the house battered and bruised, he’d always have this plucky grin on his face, a renewed enthusiasm for the Pokémon he cared for and head right back to the sanctuary the second he was patched up. 

The Jetta leaning against the kitchen counter had all the signs of what he would consider a job well done. His clothes were caked in dirt which barely covered up the fresh cuts and scrapes littering his skin. His dark hair fell around his face in a chaotic mess, sticking up every which way and tangled with plant debris and more dirt. 

But his face. His face was all wrong. Arven had seen Jetta’s face after a good beating, but this seemed much worse. His left eye was nearly swollen shut and his right was bloodshot. There was a cut on his forehead steadily dripping down his face mixing with the blood streaming from his nose. The usual grin was gone, instead replaced by a tight jaw and tired, glassy eyes. 

Arven was instantly concerned, rapidly taking in the entire scene. He could tell Jetta was leaning more heavily on his right then his left, his right knee bent so his heel barely touched the tile. Some of the scrapes he could see were so big and deep that blood trailed off his limbs, some of it pooling on the floor or the counter. Others just stained through his clothes in blooming dark patches. Jetta was loosely holding a glass filled with way too much whiskey while clutching at his left side with the other hand, his knuckles split and scuffed.

“Jetta?” Arven says, slowly approaching the other man with his hands out like he’d seen Jetta do with so many of the newcomers. 

It takes a second for Jetta to respond and when he does it’s with a slow disjointed blink and an even slower turn of his head. His eyes clear slightly when he’s fully facing Arven.

“Honey, I’m home,” he deadpans. And then everything happens so fast. His eyes rolled back. The glass slips from his hand, spilling its contents all over the counter. Jetta drops, his whole body crumpling like an abandoned marionette.

Arven is just fast enough to catch him just before his head collides with the counter and gently lowers him to the floor. He fears it might be too late when Jetta takes a minute too long to blink his eyes open. They’re even more foggy and distant as he looks up at Arven. And they’re slipping closed again. 

“Hey, Jetta. No. Come on,” Arven frantically pats his face, “keep those eyes open for me. Can you do that?”

Jetta grunts weakly, frowning as he tries to pull away from Arven’s hand, but he does open his eyes. 

“There we are,” Arven sighs in relief. “I’m gonna sit you down at the table. Can you walk or do you need me to carry you?”

He waits a moment as Jetta processes his question. He’s already trying to stand as he slurs, “I can walk.” 

Arven still wraps an arm around his waist, helping walk the short distance to the kitchen table. Jetta winces, hissing sharply through his teeth when Arven’s hand touches his side. Arven quickly pulls his hand away, panic intensifying when it comes away completely red.

“Arceus,” Arven hissed as he sat Jetta down in one of the chairs. “Okay, I’m gonna go get the first aid fit. You stay right there for me, okay? Do not put your head down. Can you do that for me?”

He takes Jetta’s limp salute as an answer and, with one last reminder to keep his eye open, he heads toward their downstairs bathroom, pulling his phone out as he goes.

“Hello?” Arven thanks Arceus when Dom, their on-call medic doctor, answers on the second ring.

“Hey Dom…” Arven starts but is cut by long sigh from Dom. “Jetta got himself messed up again? Give me twenty minutes to find some pants and I’ll be right over.”

Arven thanks him profusely only hanging up when Dom grumbles, “yeah, yeah. Now go take care of your boy.”

He curses when he finds Jetta leaning his head on his arms on top of the table.

Arven quickly rushes over, dropping the first aid kit on the table and lifting Jetta’s head up, “hey, no. Sit up, Jetta.”

“But m’ head hurts,” Jetta groans, eyes barely squinting open, “Ma says you can just sleep headaches off.”

Arven pushes him back by his shoulders, fully sitting him up in, “we gotta make sure this isn’t a concussion first, love. Once Dom gets here and give you an all clear then you can take a name, okay?”

Jetta’s face lights up, his eyes clearing for just a second as he slumps back into his chair, “Dom? I like Dom. He’s kina nice to me and he’s tall like you.” A dopey smile grows on his face, “I like you. I like you a lot.”

Arven snorts as he starts inspecting Jetta’s face, cleaning and putting band aids on the smaller cuts and noting the ones that’ll probably need stitches. When he grabs Jetta’s chin to wipe some blood off his temple, he notices Jetta’s expression turn a bit sheepish.

“Hey, you uh… you seeing anyone or something? Cause I think it’d be neat if we went out. Ya know, on a date.” Jetta seems to gain more confidence the more he talks, excitedly slurring his words. “There’s this neat place in Hau’oli I think you’d like. Got nice beaches out there, bet you tan pretty good. We could stay at my dad’s place too and I’ll show you all the cool places you’ll only find if you’re a local. Whaddya say”

Arven hums, wiping at some dirt on Jetta’s chin, uncovering a sizable bruise as he goes. Arven is torn being concerned that Jetta might have a more severe head injury or between seeing how out of it Jetta really is and playing along. The latter wins out in the end.

“I don’t know,” Arven drawls, turning to grab another bandage from the kit, “I’d say my husband wouldn’t be too happy about that.”

“Aw, really?” He has to hold back a laugh at how fast Jetta’s face falls before bouncing right back, “Ya know, what? I should’ve seen this coming. He’s a lucky guy because you, my friend, are a total catch.”

“Yeah, you think so?” Arven chuckles, rolling his eyes as he tends to a few scraps on Jetta’s arm.

“Oh, I know so. You’re, like so muscular, and your hair’s real long and pretty,” Jetta leans forward so their faces are close, his eyes crossing a bit as he slurs, “your face is pretty too. Got them long eyelashes.”

Arven is not an easy guy to fluster, often having the best poker face according to his friends. But something about a pain-drunk Jetta throwing compliments at him when he can barely keep himself sitting up was getting to him, making him blush so hard he has to cover his face. He’s just about to die from Jett’s onslaught when he’s saved by a knock at the door.

“Is that your husband?” Jetta as when Arven opens the door for Dom.

The doctor’s face screws up when he hears Jetta’s question. “He must really be out of it if he thinks I’d be into you,” He scoffs as he sets his medical bag on the table. He takes one look at Jetta and scoffs, “what the hell happened to him? Did you get into it with that Tyranitar again? Told you to just let ‘em be. Not every Pokémon wants to be your friend, kid.”

“Wasn’t a Pokémon,” Jetta mumbles, his lighthearted expression dropping suddenly replaced with a haunted expression, eyes darkening as he glares at the floor, his jaw tensing.

Arven and Dom exchange a look of concern. Arven crouches down in front of Jetta, lifting his chin to look him in the eye, “who did this then?” But Jetta doesn’t respond, instead looking back down at the ground and clenching his fists in his lap, knuckles going white. Arven grabs his hands, gently uncurling his fingers.

No one say much of anything as Dom goes through the motion of poking and prodding as he gives Jetta a thorough once over, concluding that he doesn’t have a concussion, but he does have a couple of broken ribs, a sprained ankle and needs a few stitches. He works in tandem with Arven in sewing his wounds closed and putting on the last few bandages before hauling onto the couch. Jetta was already nodding off while the bandaged him up but with the pain meds Dom’s given him, he’s out the second Arven covers him with one of their many throw blankets.

“He’s right. No Pokémon could’ve done this.” Dom mutters as Arven leans over the couch. Arven aborts an attempt to push some of Jetta’s bangs off his face after realizing his hands are covered in blood and instead heads to the kitchen sink. Dom leans against the counter beside him, arms crossed over his chest, not caring about the blood he’s smearing on his shirt. “There were bruises shaped like human hands all on his arms and around his throat. Do you really have no clue as to what happened?”

Arven shakes his head, “all I know is that he was supposed to be in Kalos until this weekend visiting some family and sightseeing. I mean he mentioned some weird stuff about a gang up there, but they didn’t seem dangerous enough to do this.”

Dom hums, not saying much else until Arven’s walking him out the door and he gives his usual spiel of telling Arven to call him if there’s any changes to Jetta’s condition while handing him a full bottle of the pain medication. Arven thanks him profusely before sending him off and returning to the living room to camp out in one of the arms chairs to keep watch over Jetta with Mabosstiff sitting diligently at his side and Tempest on his lap.

Part 2

[intheticklecloset]

commissions open (+general life update)

This is a bit more rushed than I wanted it to be, but life decided to throw everything at me at once so I'm a little backed into a corner. Anyway, TLDR: I'm taking commissions again! There's no slot limit this time (unless y'all get crazy on me lol), but there are restrictions, so please read my updated commissions info page carefully before requesting. I'll try to put something a little prettier together when I have a minute to breathe. Also since paypal screwed me over I've had to move to Cash App. More info if you follow the link.

In addition, coffee shot requests are still open (and free!) so definitely feel free to send those in as well. It just may take me a bit to get to them. I'm scrambling a little, but I'll get caught up one day!

For those who wanna know all the things:

The good news is, I've finished moving into my new place! The bad news is, my car started acting up right as I was getting everything finalized, so all of my savings has gone into 1) paying double rent to give myself the month to get out of the old place and 2) paying for this expensive car repair (and that's only the first half of it - I have more to do next month).

I'm excited to be in this new environment that is a significant improvement over the old one (it's a lot quieter here so I'm able to hunker down and focus on writing a lot more, as well as being able to finally start getting caught up on all this anime I've fallen behind on), though I admit I have been very overwhelmed by the amount of things that I have but don't need anymore, so I've now got to start the process of unpacking/sorting through/donating things. Also I'm still working full time and have not had much time to myself due to all the chaos. And, as I mentioned, I've depleting my savings making this big life change.

Good news number two is my workplace underwent a management change due to so many people wanting to quit under our old boss, so we have a new one and they're a LOT better! So at least I'm not having to stress about that at this time anymore.

Overall I'd say things are definitely looking up, so I'm feeling good about life except for my financial situation. And on that note, I appreciate all the help I can get, but please don't feel pressured. This is my mess and I'll get myself out of it somehow. But I've been wanting to get back into writing regularly here again for a while, and thinking about opening commissions even before all of this went down in the last couple of weeks. I'll continue to share with everyone, regardless of if you're supporting me financially or not. I have a couple of fics already written that I plan to share soon, so you'll not be without content even if I don't get comms. Your moral support is just as needed and appreciated, trust me. <3

I think that's all I've got for now. Thank you again for all of your support, patience, kind messages, and general care/interest about my life outside of the writing. You're the reason I decided to stick around, so thank you. <3

[photoniccyclone]

SFR Update: Holidays mean Progress! (Probably, maybe)

Hello! It’s been a while since I updated you on SFR progress and that’s largely because for a long period I wasn’t really able to make that much. The weeks that I’ve been gone as well as after I came back have been extremely busy and I had to dedicate my full attention to the task at hand *cough cough* school. You think Sol Regem’s empire in SFR is bad??? pssshhh, please... he has nothing on college.  That’s over for now though, and now I have some weeks of complete free time. I’m hoping I can make at least significant progress during this period. Whether I can write and finish a chapter during this is up in the air and I’m not gonna make any sort of estimations because I know from the past *cough cough* chapters 4 and 5, how well I managed to stick to those. I am hoping to at least take some steps forward though.  Now, this is an *update* so I will tell you about some of the progress I’ve made since the last time I updated you because believe it or not there has actually been some (shocker, Photonic does a thing, unimaginable right?).  Since the last update I have 

--> Jotted down enough notes to form a *very rough* outline of how I want the first arc of this story to progress. Again, this is *extremely rough* so there’s still a lot of blank spaces and a lot of it is throwing ideas around but I came up some pretty cool ideas during this process that I didn’t have before so it was definitely worth while I feel. I just had that feel of *Yeeesssssss* when writing those down. --> I’ve also started working on a general timeline. The Notes I jotted down before were not really in any sequential order, they were more me spewing ideas about what events certain characters or groups of characters could experience as the story progresses. This is where I am now. I was able to start work on this timeline come my break so I have only really been able to jot down the first couple of days after chapter 5 leaves off, but it is definitely starting to come along. I’m also coming up with new ideas to fill the blank spaces during this process.  Currently I feel have enough notes to get a pretty good idea of what I want to include in chapter 6, I don’t think I’ll start on that immediately as I definitely wanna get some other things down before that. I also have some idea of what’s gonna come in future chapters after 6 though this is a lot looser and open to change at the moment. One scene in particular was originally going to be in chapter 6 but may be pushed back to a later chapter giving that I realized the timing probably won’t work out if I put that scene in 6. Actually kinda been a theme of a lot of things in this story, A lot of things getting pushed back as this story expands in scale. 

You heard me mention the first arc of the story above. Currently the way I have SFR planned is that the story could essentially be split into two major arcs. I can’t reveal too much yet but the first arc, the one we’re currently in, will definitely be the more angsty all around of the two. The second arc will likely shift into a more action focus, (though, it will definitely still have it’s angst, in fact, currently I have the darkest scene in SFR (at least in my opinion) planned for this second arc. But the angst occurrences in general will be more spaced out I feel). Arc 2 is still a *while* away tho so best concentrate on the here and now. 

So, that’s really all I have to say for today. If you read this far, thank you for listening to me ramble in text form when I *should* be using this time to work on the dang timeline haha. And thank you for all the support you all have left on the fic so far. Seeing your kudos and reading your comments as well as just your overall reactions, whether inside ao3 or not, as you all experience the story I’m writing... it really means the world to me knowing people care about this dumb universe I’m building with characters that don’t even belong to me.  And if you’ve never heard of SFR before but are interested in this TDP A.U. now, then you can read the existing five chapters using the link below. 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30491499/chapters/75193263

As always don’t hesitate to tell me what you think!

And remember, just because it’s the holidays... do you think Sol Regem cares? No he’s not giving you all time off for the holidays! This is his kingdom now and you play by his rules! Get back to work ya filthy humans!  (No, but seriously, Happy Holidays everyone! Regardless of whether you celebrate any of them or not, I hope you have a great time as we move into the new era of 23!) 

[totaldramafan-lauri]

A decade on this hellsite (affectionate)

So, while I'm working on putting the finishing touches on this chapter, and am getting ready to work on other stuff as well, I...I have an announcement....

This is something I should've said yesterday, but I misremembered....

Uh...

I dunno how to say this super eloquently, but....yesterday was my 10 year anniversary on Tumblr! Wooooo!!

Yup! I joined Tumblr on November 6, 2013, and I've stayed here ever since! W-well, give or take a few hiatuses, but....I-I never LEFT, and that's what I'm celebrating....XD

When I first joined Tumblr, I did so to please a couple people I looked up to, who wanted to talk to me more. I'd been lurking on the website for quite a while beforehand, and didn't have a blog because I thought I wasn't an interesting enough person for one....and I also lowkey feared being made fun of. Yeah, I thought that Tumblr was a competition to get the biggest following, and if no one paid attention to you, you might as well not exist. That kind of mentality was pretty much drilled into me by the state of my current fandom at the time, which was ruled by a select few popular blogs and everyone else had to either conform to what they liked and hated, or get mocked.

How stupid of me, right? Tumblr is more than just the fandoms on it. Tumblr is literally whatever you make of it. You choose what to do and say, and who to engage with. Heck, even if you don't wanna talk to ANYONE, you can still use it for yourself. XD

Originally, this was purely a Total Drama fan blog. Then, over time, as I got more and more comfy with it, I talked about personal things more often, and then branched out, and just made it a me blog, in around 2015 or so. This ended up being the right choice. It became a second home, and grew with me over the years. I've gone through a lot - different special interests (many of which ended up being very important to me), a lot of personal changes, getting more comfortable with certain parts of myself - and Tumblr has captured all of that. At this point, I don't do anything for the attention. I just like putting it out there.

I've even accomplished things that 2013 me would've never tried...like, slowly embracing self-shipping culture, and all the fics I've written because of it. In 2013, I had my fictional crushes, but I was embarrassed about them and usually hid them behind OCs. And I'd never written a full fanfic. I was a former roleplayer. And now....Holy crap, I'm not saying I'm a GREAT writer, but...t-to try it, like it, and then KEEP DOING IT?? I call that an accomplishment....

I've met many people, including good friends, and....I-I like to think that....I-I've matured thanks to it. When you're in one place for a decade, it really influences you a lot, even in less obvious ways. I was a LOT more spontaneous ten years ago. I-I said some insensitive stuff that I didn't realize at the time. I stuck my nose in places it didn't belong, and I let myself get too pressed over the opinions of people I didn't even like. I don't do any of that anymore. I'm a lot more picky with what sides of my fandoms I talk to now. I'm still not perfect, but I've grown a lot, and it's cool to think....that this blog is essentially a document of my emotional journey.

(Not to mention all the Eurovision seasons, heheh....)

Does that mean my old posts from 2013 and 2014 are worth reading nowadays? HECK no, but I'm happy they exist.

I-I'm sorry that this is so word-vomit-y, but......point is, thanks for ten years. Here's hoping I'm still here in 2033. Until then.....I-I have an update:

I dunno why I didn't do this sooner, but I have a "Current Interests" page now, which I plan to update frequently. This'll make it easier to keep track of what I'm into at the present time. So that I no longer have to hide anything....just...laying it all out there for people.

I thought I needed it. I've just been lazy for waaaaay too long. XD I need to act my age and let people know what they're getting into.

[mooodyblue]

don't fly away | 60s!elvis, time traveler!elvis(??) x reader (gender neutral reader i think)

summary: after holding off on watching his own biopic for so long, elvis finally decides he's ready to watch it with you.

warnings: mentions of his death, pills, tom parker ?? sorry if i'm missing anything!

word count: 2.7k

note: okay so. i was so nervous about posting this. i've never written reader insert fics and i haven't written in almost 3 years. i was worried this would be too much or too sad but it's been something i've been thinking about for the last few days so i wrote it and was like okaaayyy i might as well post it too. i'd love to write more for elvis in the future though! i just don't write smut cause i'm awful at it LOL. i promise it's not all sad. anyway. i'm terrible at writing endings and i'm also dyslexic so i apologize if anything sounds off or weird. it may be garbage but it's my garbage! some of what's mentioned may be out of place, not accurate, not make sense etc. so...my bad. i tried LMAO anyway pls be nice 2 me and enjoy y'all <3

♡

you still couldn't believe that you were dating THE elvis presley, especially in 2022. to this very day, you still don't understand how he made it here or why he's here but you still savor every moment you have with him regardless. 

of course, you've had that conversation. you know, the one about his future. the one about tom parker, the hundreds of shows he'd play at the international in a short amount of time and of course, the pills. elvis was the one who asked you about it. he had just finished his comeback special and was getting ready to play vegas for the first time when he had fallen asleep one day and all of a sudden ended up in your world. he had no idea what was to come. 

he refused to believe you when you told him what happened to him.  

"there's no way, baby. you're lyin', tell me you're lyin' please." he took your hands, trembling. "who let me get that bad? my life can't just end that way. why did nobody help me?" 

you frowned at him, holding his hands tightly. "elvis, you're here now. it's okay." 

after calming him down, you changed the subject immediately. his eyes lit up when you brought up how much his music influenced the world. he almost begged you to take him to see an impersonator the moment you mentioned them. but you made sure to mention the number of biopics made on him and whose played him in movies and shows, so when you showed him a photo of austin butler in the same outfit that elvis once wore, he had to do a double take. "you sure that ain't me?" 

you didn't really think you'd ever get to watch elvis with him. you showed him a couple clips and videos, and he was definitely amazed. he just wasn't sure if he was ready to sit down and watch something about his life, especially knowing how it ends. 

so when he brought the movie up during lunch that day, you were surprised. 

"i've been thinkin'....y'know about that movie." you looked up at him, putting your mug down on the table. "what movie?" you asked. "are you talking about elvis?" 

he nodded, looking down at his hands. "yea, i-i know i said i'd watch it with you.....a-and trust me i wanna watch it." you put your hands over his. "i'm not forcing you to watch it. if you don't want to watch it, it's okay. just because it's about you doesn't mean you have to watch it." 

"i know, i know. but i really thought about it, i uh...i think i'm ready. if that's okay with you." he looked up at you, a hint of fear in his eyes. he was nervous. he didn't know what to expect. you've told him nothing but good things about the movie, including the last 20-30 minutes which you mentioned can be hard to watch. 

"okay. we can watch it tonight." you said, giving him a small smile. he smiled back at you, feeling good about his decision. 

you knew he was scared, but even you were a little nervous yourself. was elvis going to cry? would he be able to finish it? it is a long movie, after all. but you had talked it up so much, you were afraid it wouldn't live up to his expectations. and you refused to admit that it was definitely a comfort movie of yours, again, minus the last 30 minutes. sometimes you just end the movie when it's at a good part, that's how you want to remember it. but it's different now since you have elvis. you could finish the ending and he would be right next to you. 

later that night, you both sat next to each other on the couch, waiting for someone to hit play. the remote was in your hand, so obviously you would have to do it, but you were still unsure. “elvis, we don't have to do this.” you said, looking at the title page for the movie. “i know i don’t, but i want to.” he sighed. “and besides,” he looked at you, placing his hands on your face and turning your head towards him. “i have you. the best source of comfort i could ever ask for.” he placed a soft kiss to your lips and smiled. “i love you, you always know what's best for me. always lookin’ out for me.” 

you swore you could cry at that very moment. you were so lucky, so grateful to have elvis in your life. when he first showed up at your doorstep, begging for any sort of help, you thought you were dreaming. he had a lot to learn, he couldn't believe half of the things you taught him. when he kissed you for the first time, it hit you that elvis was real. he was right in front of you, still as handsome as ever. he was all yours, just your little secret.

you smiled at him, nodding. “i just want you to be okay.” he sat back, putting his arm around you. “don't worry, baby. i’ll tell ya if it's too much. let's see who needs more comforting when it ends, you or me!” he laughed. “now c’mon. get on with it, let's watch it. i can't look at this title screen any longer.” you took a deep breath, in and out, and pressed play, the suspicious minds intro filling the room. 

you kept glancing over at elvis to see if he was enjoying himself, which he definitely was. his eyes were glued to the screen during austin's entire louisiana hayride performance. you can’t count how many times “well, goddamn” has left his mouth. 

“aw hell, they put that steve allen performance on here too? nobody needs to remember that!” he groaned. 

and then of course, the trouble scene. he made you pause so he could explain what actually happened, which you already knew, but you let him have his moment anyway. the moment you hit play and austin started performing trouble, it took everything in you to stop yourself from squealing or crying. elvis looked over at you when austin got on his knees, shaking his head. “i don't know why you're actin’ like that. you've got the real thing right here!” you shushed him and he gasped, “nah, i know you ain’t shushin’ me! stop lookin’ at him like that!” 

the scene with gladys was difficult for him. he had asked you to pause towards the end of the scene. elvis stared at the screen, bouncing his leg up and down and nervously chewing at his nails. 

“are you okay?” you asked him. “i just need a minute.” he said quietly. you got closer to him, wrapping your arms around him tightly and burying your head in his shoulder. the scent of the soap he used from his shower earlier gave you a bit of comfort.

“i love you.” you said to him, softly. 

you kissed him on the cheek and gave the knee he was shaking a slight squeeze. “we don’t have to finish it.” he shook his head, “no, no. i’m okay. i-i’m okay. let's keep going. thank you, baby.” he gave you a quick kiss as you hit play once again.

he warmed back up slowly, although he didnt say a word during the scene with him and priscilla in germany. you never really asked about her considering what would happen with them a few years later, which you also mentioned to him during the same conversation about his future. 

that was the one problem you had with your relationship, you knew he was always with other women despite being with priscilla. but you being in a relationship with him now had to be different, right? you tried to not think about it much. you just wanted to enjoy every moment you had with elvis, and you hoped he felt the same way too. he didn't get out much anyway. 

in another world, he was the king of rock and roll. in your world, he was just a guy on the street who looked and sounded like elvis, cause nobody was going to believe that he was magically alive. but of course to you, he was your best friend, your boyfriend and the most talented man to ever walk on this earth. 

he was okay with your world, he liked the peace and quiet but most importantly he liked you. 

he really enjoyed the viva las vegas mashup and the little montage about his movies and his memphis mafia. you rolled your eyes at some of his side comments regarding how he hated his movies, despite you telling him how much you loved them. except….well, there are a couple movies you'd never watch again. 

“honey, i told ya, i am not gonna sit down and watch one of my movies with you. i don't wanna talk about em’ anymore!”

“elvis, it's 2022. do you realize how many people love and rewatch your movies?”

“y/n, i’d rather watch paint dry than watch those movies” 

elvis was not prepared for the comeback special scene at all. it hadn't been that long since the special came out before he showed up in your life. you'd never seen him so excited, he couldn't believe what he was watching. 

“well i'll be damned, he’s got the moves and everything down perfectly!” he shook his head in amazement. “even the suits, it's all perfect!”

you had a soft spot for if i can dream. prior to elvis being in your life, you would always listen to it after a bad day or after a panic attack. so when you first watched austin’s performance, you definitely shed a few tears in that theater. but you didn't expect to be crying after watching the same performance for the 10th time, especially next to elvis himself. 

he glanced over at you, concerned. he reached for the remote and paused the movie. “are you cryin’?” 

you turned your head the opposite way so he wouldn't see you wiping your tears. “no….why would i be crying?” you said, trying to sound as normal as possible. 

you reached for the remote but your boyfriend moved his arm back, out of your reach. “this movie is halfway over and we've paused at least five goddamn times,” he joked. “d’ya need a minute?” you shook your head and waved your hand, signaling for him to press play. he used his hand to wipe your remaining tears away and gave you a quick kiss before resuming the movie.

then came the most frustrating half of the movie, when he starts playing at the international. elvis hadn't lived this part of his life yet, so you couldn't imagine how angry this part of the movie would make him.

you loved the suspicious minds performance, but watching tom write out deals with the owner of the hotel always left you fuming. 

“i knew that man was up to no good, i just knew it! i shoulda fired him ages ago! i can’t believe he would lie to me like this. that bastard….” he muttered. 

he continued to make various comments, especially asking you whether some things actually happened or not. such as him getting attacked on stage, him repeatedly asking you if the colonel really lied about who he was. the worst was when he'd ask you about the pills, you still couldn't handle talking to him about them. 

he didn’t say a word when you watched priscilla leave him and neither did you. you kept glancing over at his face to look for any reaction, but all you could see was him gripping the edge of the couch. you knew he wanted to say something, but you left it at that.

it only got worse once it was him and priscilla talking about him getting help. at that point, you were both a little more separated from each other on the couch. 

you could tell it was getting too much for elvis. his eyes were getting glossy and the hand resting on the couch was trembling. all you wanted to do was hold him but once again, you let him be. 

then the headline came up on the screen.

he was definitely tearing up at this point. he noticed your eyes getting glossy too and reached for your hand, squeezing it tightly between the two of you.

it's almost over. you just needed to get through unchained melody and you would never have to watch this with elvis again. you don't even think you could ever watch this movie again by yourself either. 

you were fine up until “....i’ll be coming home, wait for me…..” started playing through the tv, showing the transition from austin to the real elvis. you couldn't tell who was crying more, you or the man next to you. 

he was in disbelief. there was no way his life could end just like that. seeing his name at the end was almost like a wake up call to him. what would happen if he ended up back in 1969 tomorrow? would he forget all of this? and what if he remembered? would he try and prevent all of this from happening? more importantly, would he forget you? 

he was so caught up in his own thoughts, he didn't realize he was crying. he didn't realize you were next to him also crying. you were almost crying more than he was. 

the credits finished rolling and it was back on the title screen for the movie. you both sat there in silence for a minute. you didn't want to look at him. 

none of what you watched was new to you. you knew how the movie ended, you knew all the songs, all the lines but it was all different this time. you've grown so attached to this man over the years and now he's next to you and so madly in love with you. 

you would pray every night, asking whatever god is out there to please let you wake up next to him the next day, to please not take him away from you. 

at this point, you were the only one crying. elvis was beside you trying to calm down and collect his thoughts. he finally looked over at you with sadness in his eyes. “oh, baby…” you began to cry into your hands. he quickly got closer to you, pulling you in his arms and holding you tightly. 

elvis felt like home. you felt safe in his arms like nothing could take you away from him. 

he rubbed your back softly, moving his hand up and down. “it's okay. i’m here. ‘m not gonna let anything happen to you or us.” he pulled away from you, locking his eyes with your glossy ones. 

“i need you to listen to me.” he took your hands and held them tightly. “i don’t know what's gonna happen tomorrow. i don’t know what's gonna happen in a week, a month, hell even next year. all i know is meeting you has changed me y/n. if i go back tomorrow, i pray that i remember you and this moment. but i believe god brought me here with you for a reason.” 

you reached out and kissed him, savoring every second of him. you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling away yet not breaking eye contact. “i can’t let anything happen to you, you can't leave me. you just can't.” you sniffled. “elvis, i’ve never been so in love with someone in my entire life a-and i’m just so thankful to have you here in front of me. he smiled at you. “i know, baby. i know. everyday i thank the lord for bringing me here with you.” 

the two of you kissed once again, this time with more passion. eventually he pulled away, laughing to himself.

“what are you laughing at?” you asked, slightly annoyed. 

“all of this because of that…that austin kid.” he sat back and looked at you, shaking his head. “man, that movie really did somethin’ to us. now tell me, would you rather have me or austin?”

you paused for a minute, deep in thought. elvis frowned, “you gotta be kiddin’ me, really?” he asked. “well…..” you teased. he playfully threw the nearest pillow at you. 

“c’mere.” he pulled you onto his lap, smiling and running his fingers through your hair. “listen baby, i’m gonna marry ya some day. ain't nothin’ gonna stop me. i got no pills and no tom parker to stop me from doin’ anything. and definitely no austin butler is gonna stop me either.” he placed a kiss on your cheek. 

you chuckled, “let’s see who proposes to me first, then we’ll talk” 

“good lord, i’ve never met anyone like you.” he said, shaking his head at you. 

“well, i hope not.” 

[saintlike78]

um hey love, i just wanna say that i absolutely adore your writings :D can i request a poly mauraders x reader fic, where the reader's actually uncomfortable when they're being rough & degrading during sex. she likes it when they're gentle but she never really said anything bcs she wanna make them happy. but one day she can't take it anymore and said her safeword. so basically just lots of comfort after that. i hope it's not confusing. thank you so muchh <3

I can’t [Poly Marauders]

A/N: I just saw this request and I instantly had to write it! Thank you so much, I can totally relate, being a little vanilla bean at heart. I was actually thinking of maybe writing a pt. 2 with some very fluffy gentle sex, lmk if that’s something you would want to read <3

Pairings: Poly Marauders x Fem! Reader

Words: 1.3k

Warnings: NSFW 16+, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, oral (male receiving), mention of cum, bondage, degradation, face slapping, spanking, use of safeword, crying, overstimulation, reader being in pain bc of rough sex, dom! Remus, dom! Sirius, dom! James, sub! Reader, polyamorous relationship, fluff at the end. As always lmk if I missed anything.

NSFW starts just below the cut!

“Take it you dumb slut,” James groaned out as he hit another slap on your already burning red ass.

The slap had you jolting forward, Remus’ cock hitting the back of your throat causing you to gag.

Your hands were tied behind your back and held up by James as he rutted into you - you were absolutely out of control in this situation.

Beside you Sirius was pulling at his own cock, his lips connected with Remus’s as they lazily made out, chasing their releases.

Your body was aching, your stomach pulled tightly together as another orgasm approached, the pleasure had long ago subsided, the only thing you felt was pain. Your cheeks were red and marked with handprints from the countless times the three boys had slapped you.

You had never told them that you didn’t enjoy it quite as rough as they did - it was fine sometimes, but most of the time you loved praise and soft sex, but that was obviously not something they wanted, so you pushed through despite yourself to please them - not wanting to lose them.

With a loud groan and without warning Remus’s cum shot down your throat, prompting another gag to surface.

He pumped a couple of times, riding out his high before he pulled out and leaned down to be level with your face. Grabbing ahold of your cheeks and squeezing them he scowled, “go on, swallow!”

You didn’t dare to disobey, so you swallowed and stuck out your tongue to show him that you indeed weren’t to be punished.

“Good,” was all the scarred boy said before gently tapping your cheek and moving back to make out with Sirius.

Moans were spilling out freely, now that Remus’s cock was out of your mouth, and you had an opportunity to breathe.

Your enjoyment didn’t last long as another hard slap was delivered to your ass and then one on your face - one from James and Sirius.

You whimpered, tears pricking at your eyes.

“Please, I can’t take it anymore,” you whimpered out, your lips turned into a pleading pout.

Sirius leaned down, his face stern, “yes you can, and you will… no more complaining, dumb little slut.”

Your heart stung at the name, but you made no move to go against them; it was all for them.

James’ cock twitched inside of you, and he quickly pulled out and came on your back with a loud groan. The hand that was holding the restraints let go and you fell forward into the mattress with a dry sob.

Your break was minimal as not even ten seconds later you were being flipped around, laying uncomfortably on your tied hands. Sirius was between your legs and didn’t even give you time to comprehend anything before his cock was buried deep within you, his hips moving quickly to achieve his release.

Another slap, hips snapping into yours painfully, your hands bound tightly and painfully behind your back, and your orgasm not even close to feeling good – it was all becoming too much.

You were trying so hard to keep it together, only Sirius needed to cum and then you’d be done.

You were being so good, keeping everything in; that was until Remus’s hand was around your throat, Sirius’s hand landed another painful slap on your cheek and James’ thumb was rubbing fast circles on your clit. The pain and emotion were too much, and you finally snapped, tears of pain flowing freely down your cheeks.

“Red! red, red, please, red!” you exclaimed, chanting your safeword like it was the only word you knew.

As soon as the word hit the boy’s ears Sirius had pulled out and stepped back awkwardly on his knees. Remus was quick to find the knife they kept to cut your ropes. James had pulled your body up so that Remus could free your red and aching wrists. You threw your arms around James’ neck, and he pulled your body onto his lap, holding you tightly against him.

Your mind was fuzzy and sobs escaping from the back of your throat, small pleas leaving your lips as well. ‘Please, no more, I can’t’.

A pang of guilt hit all three boy’s chests as they listened to you sob into James’s chest, your entire body shaking.

Remus was the first to speak, his soft voice trying to calm you, “shh, it’s all right, it’s over now, Bunny.”

You pulled your face away from the safety of James’s neck, your face streaked with tears and your eyes red and puffy.

“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry… I didn’t mean to, I’m sorry… we can keep going if you want, I’ll be good,” you rambled out, scared that they would be upset with you for stopping.

Sirius grabbed your face, his thumb wiping away the tears, “Stop apologizing, we don’t want to continue since you obviously weren’t enjoying yourself.”

“We always want you to use your safeword if you feel the least bit uncomfortable, that’s why it’s there… you did so good for us, such a good girl for using your safeword,” Remus continued on from Sirius, leaning forward to kiss your forehead.

“But… Siri didn’t finish,” you muttered meekly, looking down, which was quite hard since Sirius was still holding your face.

“That doesn’t matter, Puppy… you’re way more important than a stupid orgasm,” Sirius said, lifting your face so you were forced to look at him.

“Can you tell us what happened?” James asked, needing you to tell them what caused you to cry out your safeword for the first time.

Sirius let go of your face, giving you room to tell them what had happened.

“I don’t really know how to say this… uhm… I love you all and I really enjoy it when we… uhm… you know… have sex… but I know you all like it quite rough and even though it’s fun most of the time… I kinda like it when you’re gentler… I’m sorry, we can still do it like this, but just a little less rough,” you mumbled out, not really knowing how to properly formulate what you wanted to say. Your eyes were downcast again, your fingers were pulling anxiously at one another.

“Oh, bunny… why haven’t you said anything before? If you don’t like something you have to tell us… sex is for all of us to enjoy and it’s not fair for you if you’re the only one not enjoying it,” Remus said sadly, having had no clue of your unenjoyment.

“I’m sorry, I just… wanted to be good for you, but this time it was just too painful.”

“It shouldn’t ever be so painful that you’re not enjoying yourself… please, please, please always tell us – and stop apologizing, you were being good for us, you’re always good for us,” Sirius said moving so he could hug both you and James, Remus following not long after.

“You want to take a bath and cuddle, pretty girl?” James asked softly, to which you nodded enthusiastically, causing a light chuckle to leave each of their lips.

You had bathed, your body washed, and well taken care of thanks to your boys insisting that they “had to” wash you, to make sure that all your pain was gone.

You were currently laid in-between Remus and Sirius – James between your thigs, insisting that they were the best pillows and that it was mostly for your comfort.

“You’re so pretty, baby,” Sirius whispered, his thumb caressing your cheek. You turned your face to look at him, a smile on your face as you leaned in to kiss him.

“I love you.”

Turning to face Remus the same sentence was voiced and lastly said to James, who was falling asleep as your fingers carded through his hair and massaged his scalp, soft snoring noises escaping his slightly parted lips.

“We love you too,” Remus whispered before moving closer to mush you against him and Sirius.

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heyyy hellaa, please tell us your favorite fics of all time, from any fandom, because i wanna know what makes your brain go vroom !!

WOULD LOVE TO OKAY:

haikyuu:

three sheets to the wind by fairycake - we have sakuatsu we have found family we have pirates we have a surprisingly coherent balance of plot and fun times we have a prank war we have miya twins content we have idiotic background sunaosa we have PIRATES there is literally nothing to dislike here when i read the description of this fic i thought it would just be dumbassery but it wound up being so much more and i got so attached so quickly and the ending was just so heartfelt if i could read this again for the first time i would

burden of blame by deathbelle - OUGH the writing of this one is just. jesus christ. atsumu's characterisation? kiyoomi's characterisation? protective miya twins? the miya twins interactions themselves? if you took away the yakuza angle id be CONVINCED this was all canon bc the author just Gets the characters. maybe my fav sakuatsu fic ever

the courtship ritual of the hercules beetle by kittebasu - iwaoi have entered the chat!!! one thing about me is i LOVE a good recurring metaphor, but a super niche one when you can tell the author knows their shit? respectfully i am drooling. this fic is just so raw and real and it really hit home for me and even to this day when i see it im all !!!!!! a must-read for anyone in the haikyuu fandom

jaywalkers by batman - multi-ship but im gonna say it was more gen for me than anything idk if that's just bc none of my big ships were in there (aside bokuaka <3) or if i just latched onto the gen aspects but yeah u really dont need to ship any of the couples in this to absolutely be blown away by this. like holy fucking shit. this is my last haikyuu rec but it is also my first and quite possibly my favourite fic of all time. if you read anything from this whole list, read jaywalkers. i have never had a fic impact me the way this did and ive never come back to a fic so many times as i have this one bc im very much one of those people that once ive read something i dont get much enjoyment from rereading it no matter how much i like it. but idk something about jaywalkers has me in a complete fucking chokehold and has done since i read it over a year ago. the way this author writes is just so effortlessly human? like it's funny and realistic and messy and in-character and BECAUSE it's got so much dumbassery it really hits you out of nowhere when the deeper shit comes in, but it still works perfectly. ive never seen a writer so perfectly capture humanity before. whenever im struggling to flesh characters out, i return to this work and see all the effortless ways this author does that, whether it be through kei's headphones or kuroo's hair or oikawa's chameleon or every tiny tiny detail that is important enough to warrant a mention bc it's what makes these characters real. im just. god. yeah. also the final author's notes actually made me tear up

jujutsu kaisen:

found in translation by hiraethia - kai kai kai kai. GOD all of kai's fics absolutely gut me but this one just really stuck with me. kai's got such a specific writing style where she just makes really poignant and beautiful metaphors flow very easily, so it's never jarringly deep until you actually take a second to think about what you just read and you're like what the fuck and then it very much IS that deep, and that means kai gets a perfect balance of fluff and fun as well as just heart-wrenching tear your hair out kind of angst, which ofc works perfectly for satosugu

two drifters, off to see the world by quietkids - you have to have a pretty strong stomach when it comes to angst if you're gonna ship satosugu and id say i qualify for that and i also very very very rarely cry over fics, but my god something about this fic just destroyed me. im too scared to read it again. i cannot even comprehend how devastated i was upon finishing this like it wasn't even the gross loud sobbing kind of devastated it was just this awful ache that followed me around for DAYS and that takes so so so much talent any and all kudos go to this author. the thing about college-era satosugu fics that anhialates me so much is the helplessness of it. it's all so tragic and 'there is no other version of this story'. you watch them try so hard to make it work and every time without fail you know it all goes wrong anyway, the love was there but it wasn't enough. and somehow this author just grabbed that sentiment and put it into words and i just. OW

at the end of the world by freckledgeto - hi two of the bestest jjk writers are my mutuals and im bragging about it. alia wrote the itafushi (+first year trio friendship) roadtrip au specifically to hurt me im sure of it. not to get into the incredible writing parallels of jjk, but just like their predecessors, itafushi is all about that helplessness, the knowledge of how this is going to end and still trying to fight it, but while satosugu is usually very deep and dark and heavy, itafushi are the younger, fresher version, and alia writes to accommodate that so seamlessly. it's fun and silly and they're so clearly KIDS in it, and it makes it all the more heartbreaking when it stops being so fun and silly. specifically itadori's character is done beautifully in this fic, but also megumi's characterisation gave me an entire new angle on him that id never had before. the whole thing makes me want to punch a wall

atla:

where the stars do not take sides by witchofendor - honestly any fic by this author is always so well-thought out like the worldbuilding is always INCREDIBLE, but i just lovedddd this fire siblings in this and just the whole concept of it. this is my canon. i actually really want to reread this fic when i get a chance

blue by blacklipscurse - this will always always be THE zukka fic in my opinion like just JKSHGKJSHDGJH i miss when this was updating. the zuko characterisation in this is beautiful zuko and iroh's relationship is beautiful but also one thing that really stuck with me from this fic is the fire nation girls' characterisation? like ive NEVER seen a fic get azula like this but also TY LEE really stuck out to me. like she WOULD be so terrifying with her cheerfulness while she literally attacked you and this is the first time i actually felt that

feels like we only go backwards by oldpotatoe - RUBY WE MISS YOU <3 the writing of this fic is absolutely exceptional like there's a reason this fic gets so much hype. the angst? the romance? the slowburn? the falling in love twice over? the sokka and katara moments? give it to me straight into my veins pls

ozymandias king of kings by think_of_a_wonderful_thought - the first zukka fic i ever read and it's really stuck with me. ive said before but this fic really inspired me and is the reason a lot of taob is the way that it is. i LOVE zuko's characterisation in this bc he's different to canon but in a way that makes perfect sense with the divergence we're given. i also really liked hakoda in this? like not that he was being mean to zuko but just that the author wasnt scared to make him a good leader in a REALISTIC way, aka very cynical towards a fire nation prince. you'd think it would be obvious but people get very aggy when you're mean to zuko lol

salvage by muffinlance - obligatory mention <3 beloved fic <3 what to say about salvage that hasn't been said before. it's just an absolute staple of the atla fandom and CREATED its own trope that i very much capitalised off. i just think the whole concept is so so brilliant and it's such a heartfelt fic. it'll always have a very special place in my heart

[golbrocklovely]

never needed // colby brock

A/N: so fun fact about this fic is that i came up with it last year back in november. it was around the time me and my ex best friend stopped being friends. i was really in such a rough headspace, and i think the concept shows it. i just finished writing it today and wow... i still feel this way to some extent, but not fully (thank god). also i literally cried while writing it today so there’s that. hope yall enjoy this one. i'm trying to post a bunch of fics since this coming week is my bday (the 14th). no guarantees, but i'm trying my best to put out at least six things. let me know what you think of this one. see yall later :)

prompt: colby has been ghosting you for a while, just when things were starting to get good between you two. after a week of ignoring you, he’s finally ready to talk. || fem!reader x colby brock

trigger warning: angst, cursing, heartache, crying, honestly this one is really sad so sorry about that, happy ending tho

word count: 2331

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"Are you fucking kidding me?" I groaned to myself, staring at my phone.

Colby was still ignoring me, something I had grown accustomed to this week. He had ghosted my calls and my texts. He turned his read notifications off too, so I had no clue whether or not he had even seen my messages at all.

Everything had been going great between us. We had met a couple years back and hit it off as friends right away. I always thought he was attractive, and our friendship was always really flirty; so much so that fans thought we were together. And then finally, something clicked a couple months back. I wasn't sure if it was the accidental drunken kiss we shared, or just a built up of feelings, but we finally decided that maybe we should test out an actual relationship.

We promised each other we would take it slow, both of us still heartbroken from our previous relationships and our general trust issues. But these past two months, we went into overdrive, actually taking the time to feel each other out as boyfriend and girlfriend.

And for the first time, I felt happy. Genuinely happy.

A week ago, we had even gone on a cute little date, something we had started doing regularly. We were in the middle of our conversation; I remember I laughed hard at something he said. It was loud enough that some of the patrons in the restaurant stared at us. And when he tried to shush me jokingly, a silence had fallen over us.

His face dropped suddenly, he became super serious and quiet, and then he asked if we could go home.

He told me the next day that he thought he got food poisoning and it just hit him in the restaurant. I didn't think anything of it and was fine with going home early.

But now, I wonder if he was lying.

I looked back down at my phone, reading over my messages from the past week to him.

Was I taking this too far? He could have just been busy. I don't wanna come across as clingy.

"Ugh, fuck that." I muttered out loud to myself, rolling out of my bed to get a drink.

I didn't care if I came across as clingy. I had a right to know why he was ignoring me. If it was work related, he would have told me. He had done that in the past before.

This was different, I just knew it.

Tomorrow, I planned to go over and see him. I would have done it tonight, but I knew he wasn't home. He was out with some friends at Saddle Ranch. Like a fan, I had to watch his stories on Insta, since that was the only way I knew where he was.

"Don't expect too much from him." Sam said.

I shook my head at that memory. When we got together, everyone was happy for us. But I could feel a certain tension in the room, a certain caveat that wasn't being mentioned. Later that night, Sam and I were by ourselves, and he asked me if Colby and I had really made our relationship official. I told him we hadn't gone all the way, but that we were taking it one step at a time.

"I'm happy for you guys, really. I just wonder..." His voice trailed off.

I cocked my head. "Wonder what?"

"Look, I love you both, but I don't know if Colby is really ready for a relationship. There's a lot of things he still needs to work through." He stated.

"We're not that serious." I laughed.

"Yeah, yet. If you plan to be, I just don't want you to get your heart broken because he wasn't ready." Sam admitted.

I patted his shoulder lightly, smiling. "Relax, Samuel. Everything will be fine."

"Alright. Just... don't expect too much from him, okay?" He mentioned, his eyes narrowing on mine.

That had been two months ago and... I think I should have heeded his warning.

A loud knock at my front door brought me out of my thoughts, scaring me. I grabbed a knife from my kitchen, striding over to the door. I glance through the peephole to see who was there.

Colby's face stared back.

"Y/N, it's me. Can you open the door?" He called.

I scowled at him through the peephole. "Sorry she's not home right now. Maybe you should try responding to her texts.”

“Look I'm sorry, but that's why I came over. I wanted to talk in person.” He replied.

“Damn, that’s a shame. Too bad she’s not home!” I exclaimed angrily.

“C’mon now, don’t be childish.” He remarked.

I swung the door open, holding back from yelling into my hallway. “Childish?!”

He smirked at me. “I knew that would get you to open the door.”

“You’re not funny.” I deadpanned, glaring at him.

“Can you please let me in? I seriously want to talk.” Colby responded, his eyes landing on mine.

“No, Colby. It’s one o’clock in the morning, I don’t feel like talking, and you’re drunk.” I jeered, resting my hands on my hips.

He scrunched up his face dramatically. “No, I’m not. I only had like two drinks.”

“Oh my mistake. I figured a person that randomly comes over to talk at the ass-crack of night is usually drunk,” I quipped. “Don’t you have better things to do, like be at Saddle Ranch?”

He stepped back, raising an eyebrow. “How’d you know I was at Saddle Ranch?”

I could feel my cheeks heat up. “Because… I watched your stories.”

“Nice to know you pay attention to me,” he uttered under his breath. “Please let me in.”

“No. Fuck off, Colby.” I hissed.

He rolled his eyes at my comment. “If you don’t let me in, I’m just gonna make noise out here in the hallway until you do.”

“Bet.” I huffed.

“What was your favorite movie again… ‘10 Things I Hate About You’?” He questioned, stepping back further into the hallway.

I blinked. “Yeah, so what?”

He looked up at me, giving me a devilish smile. “…You’re just too good to be true.”

My face dropped at his voice. “Colby.”

“Can’t take my eyes off of you.” He sang, pointing at me.

“Are you really-” I started.

He cut me off, running his hands down his body. “You’d be like heaven to touch.”

I hushed. “Seriously stop-”

“I wanna hold you so much.” He closed his eyes, wrapping his arms around himself.

I grunted, smacking my hand towards him. “Colby, it’s one in the morn-”

“At long last, love has arrived.” He opened his arms wide.

“Shut the fuck up!” I whisper-shouted.

“And I thank God I'm alive.” Colby praised up towards the ceiling.

I retorted. “You’re fucking embarrass-”

He spun in a circle slowly. “You're just too good to be true.”

“I knew giving you the code to my apartment was a bad idea.” I grumbled.

“Can't take my eyes off of you.” He winked, pointing at me again.

Colby took a big inhale, ready to start singing the music, but I grabbed his arm and pulled him into my apartment.

I slammed my door shut, locking it quickly. “Next time you do something like that, I’m gonna kill you.”

“That’s not very- why do you have a knife?” He motioned toward the knife sitting on my side table.

“What-? Oh, I thought you were an intruder.” I explained.

He lightly smiled, his dimples appearing. “You think an intruder would knock?”

I snapped, annoyed. “Aren’t you here to apologize?”

“Right, right,” he cleared his throat, his demeanor changing. “Y/N, I’m deeply sorry.”

“Sure.” I narrowed my eyes, walking towards my kitchen.

He followed me. “I know what I did was fucked up. I should have responded to you.”

“You completely ignored me for over a week.” I informed him, resting my back against the counter.

He nodded. “I know. I shouldn’t have done that.”

I crossed my arms uncomfortably. “…were you busy?”

“No, not really.” He divulged, dropping his head.

“So, you purposefully ignored my calls and text…” I could feel my hands shake against my arms.

“You make it sound bad-” He mumbled.

“It is that bad.” I emphasized, stopping him. “Colby, you wanna talk about being childish? That shit was childish.”

He agreed. “I know it was.”

“Obviously not since you keep joking about it.” I argued.

“I’m not trying to joke,” he protested, running his hands through his hair. “Do you wanna know the honest to God truth?”

“Of course I do.” I answered, furrowing my eyebrows.

He exhaled, glancing at me. “When we first got together, even though we were taking it slow, I was terrified to date you.”

“Terrified?” I puzzled.

He swallowed hard. “Yes. Scared shitless.”

“Why?” I questioned.

“I thought it was because I didn’t want to ruin our friendship. But then… at dinner,” his voice lowered, his shoulders dropping. “I realized it was more than that.”

I shook my head, confused. “What are you ta-”

“I’m falling in love with you, Y/N.” He confessed.

His words made me step back, my breath hitching in my throat.

I choked. “What?”

“When you laughed really hard, and did that cute snort thing you do, I remember we looked at each other… and all I saw was you,” his eyes bore into mine, causing goosebumps to rise all over my skin. “No one else in that restaurant existed. And in that moment, I wanted to tell you I love you.”

I stammered out words, unable to think clearly. “S-so… you-”

“When I felt it, I knew I had to go home. Because I was just so shocked at the feeling. I haven’t felt that way for anyone in a long time.” He sighed exhaustingly, “and… I apologize that I ignored you. Every time I saw your messages, I knew I should have responded. But my body, my mind, wouldn’t let me.”

I frowned. “Because you love me?”

“Because… I’m scared to love you.” He admitted.

A heavy silence fell over the apartment. I shuddered out an exhale, not even noticing I had been holding my breath in for so long. Colby closed his eyes, twisting up his face, and turned his back to me.

“Why are you scared to love me?” I gulped, scared of his answer.

His shoulders tensed as he gripped the counter. “The last time you felt heartbroken… did it leave you feeling empty? Because that’s how I felt… for so long. It’s not even the empty feeling that bothered me. It was the fact that I knew something used to be there… and now it’s gone. I miss who I was before.”

I opened my mouth, but no words escaped.

“I have this deep, guttural feeling that you’re gonna realize I’m not worth loving, and that there is someone else out there that is, and you’re gonna leave me.” His voice trembled as he spoke, “everyone… always leaves me.”

I gasped quietly. “Colby-”

He turned back to me, his face becoming red. “I just feel like no one ever needs me, you know? Like some people only keep me around because they don’t have the heart to just tell me they don’t care anymore. Even Sam has someone else.

I consoled. “That’s not-”

“And I know it’s selfish to want everyone around me to only want me. I don’t really feel that way. I just… don’t feel like anyone really needs me as much as I need them,” his chest quaked as his breathing began to speed up. “And when you realize it too… I don’t think I can live through that fall out again. I don’t think I’m gonna survive it.”

“Wait, Col-” I murmured.

“At that dinner, I had this gut-wrenching anxiety come over me; a voice in my head that said ‘she’s gonna leave you too’ and… I’m just so sorry.” He panted, his eyes welling up.

I wrapped my arms around him tightly, pressing his body into mine as hard as I could. He buried his face into my neck, his body almost going limp against mine.

I couldn’t help my own tears spill as they landed on his shirt. “Baby, why didn’t you tell me you were feeling this way before?”

“I was ashamed. I should be stronger than this.” He fumed through his tears.

I rubbed his face lovingly. “Who said that? You are strong. Expressing your emotions is strong.”

He nodded, croaking. “I’m so sorry, Y/N. Can you forgive me?”

“Of course. How about tonight you stay over, and then in the morning, we’ll talk about this more? Okay?” I suggested, resting my hands on his forearms.

“Yeah.” He whimpered.

I smiled brokenly. “Come on, let’s go to bed.”

I lightly grasped Colby’s hand, pulling him slowly into my bedroom. He stumbled along, his head remaining down.

I sat him down on the bed and slid off his jacket, placing it on my dresser. I cupped his face, tracing his jaw with my fingers. His eyes finally landed on mine as I tilted his head up.

I leaned down and kissed his lips, resting my forehead against his.

“I’m not gonna leave you, Colby.” I stated, gazing into his eyes.

He begged in a hushed tone. “Please don’t.”

“I won’t. I promise.” I reassured, kissing his forehead.

I walked over to the other side of my bed and laid down. Colby kicked off his shoes, taking his belt off and pulling his jeans down. After getting undressed, he slid into bed with me, laying his head down softly on my chest. Wrapping his arms around me, he buried his head into my neck again, sighing against my skin. I ran my fingers through his hair, a light hum falling from his lips. I ran my other hand up and down his spine, feeling him shiver under my touch.

“We’ll be okay, Colby.” I whispered.