#if anyone wants fic recs for different pairings let me know

[lomlhwa]

better grades (c.yj)

pairing: professor!yeonjun x student!reader

preview: you're failing yeonjun's english class. you decide that, instead of studying and putting in more effort, you'll try a different way to get better grades.

tags/warnings: fem reader, power dynamic (sir is used), spanking, reader getting bent over yeonjun's desk, he's a little mean, degrading (kinda academic degrading oops), monster cock yeonjun, panties used as gag, overstimulation, unprotected penetration (wrap it before you tap it), creampie

trigger warnings: sleeping with your teacher isn't great but this is college and everyone is an adult

wc: 1.2k

song recs for this fic: teacher's pet by melanie martinez, lolly by maejor, hot demon b!tches near u by corpse

a/n: if i was in yeonjun's class, i also would be failing because i would NAWT be able to focus

midterm marks have just been posted. the very thing you’ve been dreading all semester. you reluctantly open your student portal and check your marks. you’re passing every class except for one. english. a whole 35% in that class.

how are you expected to pay attention when your teacher is choi fucking yeonjun? the hottest teacher in the school. there’s no way anyone is passing his classes. yes, he’s a good teacher but no one can do anything but just stare at him. 

you close your computer and sigh. you don’t want to try harder in his class or study. you’re not the type of person to study for a class like english. but, you need this class to be able to graduate. you’re paying to be in this class.

you lay your head on your arms, collapsing onto your desk. “what am i gonna do?” you ask yourself. after a few moments of brainstorming, you come up with the perfect idea. 

you rush to get ready, knowing there’s only a few hours left of yeonjun’s office hours. you put on your school uniform faster than the speed of light and book it out of the house.

as you reach the school building, you slow down, catching your breath. you smooth your skirt down before knocking on your professor’s office door. you hear a soft ‘come in’ from the other side so you wander in.

“ah, y/n, how can i help you?” he asks, taking his glasses off his face. you smile at him before responding. “um, i just wanted to ask you about my grade, mr choi,” you pull up a chair next to him, folding your hands in your lap.

“i see. let me just pull up the teacher portal really quick,” he says, putting his glasses back on and typing swiftly. “y/n y/l/n…” he says, scrolling through the class list. “ah, here you are,” he clicks on your name. he tuts at you. “you’re failing my class, miss y/n,” he peeks at you over his glasses.

“i know, that’s why i’m here,” you gulp. he turns in his chair to look at your properly. “what are you gonna do to get this 35% up to the passing minimum? you have less than a half semester to get your grade up at least 20%, you know that?” you nod and he shakes his head. “how are you planning on doing that?”

“well, um, you know i’m not the type to study,” you shift in your chair, your skirt riding up. you watch his eyes dart down and back up. “and you know i’m not the type to hand in late assignments,” you undo the top two buttons of your blouse, not breaking eye contact. “i was hoping there was some extra credit i could do for you,” your voice is breathy but yeojun’s stoic expression never changes.

you can see all of his options flash over his eyes. he knows that sleeping with a student isn’t exactly moral. but, you’re just so pretty so who is he to turn down your advances? “i think there is something you can do for me,” he smile mischievously at you. “anything.”

he gets up out of his seat, staring down at you. “get up,” yeonjun orders. you jump out of your seat as if it’s on fire. he gives you a small smirk before forcing your body to bend at the waist and pushing your face against his desk. 

“you want extra credit? take what i give you,” he reaches under your skirt and pulls your panties down your legs. “step,” he says and you step out of your underwear. he leans over to see your face. “open that pretty mouth for me,” you open your mouth slowly and he stuffs your panties into your mouth. “be fucking quiet.” 

yeonjun flips your skirt up and runs his hand over your now bare ass. “so pretty,” he mutters. the sweetness is quickly replaced with pain when he strikes your ass with a hard spank. “how dare you fail my class,” he says, his voice is deep and raspy. he lands another hard spank before speaking again. “you sit in the front of the fucking class and you’re still failing?” he tuts at you again. “you’re fucking pathetic.”

you hear his belt clinking behind you as he takes it off. he doesn’t bother to take his pants and underwear off, only pulling them down to his mid-thigh. yeonjun runs his finger up and down your slit a couple times. “you don’t need prepping, right? you’ll just take it like a good girl,” he says, lining his length up with your hole.

yeonjun just stays there for a few moments, letting the anticipation build up inside you. you’re practically dripping down your legs at this point. without warning, he slams himself into your cunt, down to the hilt. his large size has you wanting to scream. you let out a small shriek that was thankfully muffled by your panties that were so lovingly shoved into your mouth earlier.

you can feel your stomach swell with his cock buried deep inside you. he draws all the way out of you before slamming back inside. you bite your panties so hard you worry you might bite a hole in them. he continues to thrust at an excruciatingly slow pace for what feels like forever.

randomly, he starts slamming into you at an animalistic pace and you grip the end of his desk so hard your knuckles turn white. your jaw goes slack and the makeshift gag threatens to fall out. your walls clench and and unclench rapidly, signaling that your high is approaching. “do you think you deserve to cum? with that grade?” you hear him sigh fakely. you nod your head desperately, barely being able to feign off your orgasm.

“you want to cum on your professor’s cock? hm? make a mess for extra credit?” he takes your panties out of your mouth so you can speak. “yes, please, sir, i need it,” you beg. his own orgasm is rising quickly with seeing how fucked out you look. 

“cum then, slut. earn your passing grade,” with finally earning permission, you let your orgasm wash over you. your whole body trembles and you try to catch your breath. his pace never falters and you start kicking your feet around. “i can’t… take anymore,” you bang your fist against the table, fighting off loud shrieks. 

finally, he reaches his high and finishes inside of you. you feel full instantly, your cunt milking him of his cum. when he pulls out, cum pours out of you. you breathe heavily, struggling to get up off the desk. you grab your panties and put them back on, having to walk back home full of cum. 

you head for the door and watch as yeonjun pulls his pants back up and sits down at his desk. “i’ll see you in class on monday, y/n,” he says, opening his laptop. you nod and head back to your dorm.

the next day, you check your student portal again. you open your english grade and smile. 60%. finally passing. 

© lomlhwa 2023

[allwaswell16]

All the One Direction fics I read and enjoyed in Sept 2024. You can listen to my podcast to hear me talk about each of these fics as well as an overview of what was posted on ao3 including the fics on this month’s fic roundup [ @1dmonthlyficroundup ] which you can find here! Please let the writers know if you liked the fics by leaving kudos and comments! Happy reading!

Fanfictional Podcast #66 |  ko-fi | fic recs

- Louis / Harry -

�� Better is the End by LadyLondonderry / @londonfoginacup

(M, 26k, Greek mythology) Louis stands at the entrance to the labyrinth, and knows that this is the end. No one escapes from the labyrinth. No one can defeat the monster inside and make it back out alive.

🩵 Sugar, Sugar by @parmahamlarrie

(E, 25k, sugar daddy Louis) Meeting your soulmate was the most joyous event of one’s life… or at least, it’s supposed to be. Harry, in all of his 25 year old wisdom, was suspicious of the role fate plays in everyone's lives. He'd rather focus his time dating older men he meets off of a sugar baby website.

🩵 Break (Up)? Coming Right Up! by The_Halcyonic_Lachesist / @chai-hat-tea

(M, 14k, breakup) Louis promised Harry that they would always be together, but when Harry's dreams get in the way, will Louis be able to keep his word?

🩵 Like A Miracle by crimsontheory / @ireallysawanangel

(M, 12k, established relationship) Louis thinks he finally knows what it feels like to be truly nervous now that he has one very important question to ask his boyfriend. Part 4 of Marcel series

🩵 touch me baby, put your lips on mine by @insightfulinsomniac

(E, 12k, pwp) the soft and sweet sex party fic with a dash of dom/sub dynamics and a LOT of public sex.

🩵 Smells Like TEAM Spirit by @persephoneflouwers

(NR, 10k, high school) Punk Louis and quarterback Harry have been secretly dating for years. Feeling overwhelmed by his commitments, Harry suggests a short break, fearing he can't give Louis enough time. As Louis reflects on his vulnerabilities, Harry struggles on the field without him.

🩵 This Ain't Red Wine by LetTheMusicMoveYou / @letthemusicmoveyou28

(E, 9k, supernatural) the one where Human Louis accidentally finds himself at a Vampire only party which actually turns out to maybe not be the worst thing

🩵 Haunting Beauty by 4ureyesonly28 / @evilovesyou

(G, 6k, ghost Louis) It’s 1988. Harry has just finished his first year of teaching English and looks forward to a relaxed break. Louis is a poltergeist and has different plans for Harry’s summer.

🩵 Good-Old Fashioned Lover Boy by not_fitzwilliam / @not-fitzwilliam-darcy

(NR, 5k, omegaverse) When a miscalculated decision leads to an accidental courtship with the sweetest, most gentle alpha, Harry is torn between breaking the alpha's heart and telling the truth. 

🩵 we could be enough by @hellolovers13

(M, 5k, omegaverse) Louis never imagined anyone could love him for who he truly is. Then he meets Harry.

🩵 Only Angel by starryhaze / @starryhaze28

(E, 5k, pwp) the one where Louis is in Japan and stumbles upon a boy wearing angel wings

🩵 this cage was once just fine by amomentoflove / @daggerandrose

(T, 3k, uni) the one where Harry pines for Louis

🩵 A Tight Space by @haztobegood

(T, 2k, shapeshifter curse) Louis startles with a hand to his chest. “What the fuck was that?” “Oh, that’s the cat. I told you Liam found a stray a few days ago. That’s him.” “Are you sure that’s a cat?”

🩵 The Wilds - Timestamps by @jaerie

(E, 2k, omegaverse) The fact of the matter was that they were still bonded. And since they were just like any other bonded pair, Louis really wanted his knot. Part 3 of The Wilds

🩵 we could be the greatest team by 5sexualhomos / @hogwartzlou

(G, 1k, friends to lovers) Imagine your OTP accidentally and unofficially moving in together. Bonus points if they aren't dating at the beginning.

🩵 Singing Like a Bird 'Bout It Now by QuickedWeen / @becomeawendybird

(G, 1k, meet cute) Dr. Louis Tomlinson is worn to the bone, but only has a few patients left before the end of the day. One of those appointments takes quite a few twists and turns.

🩵 The Ball Guy by @homosociallyyours

(T, 1k, humor) Harry is an unpaid intern on his first film set, and he's pretty excited to see that his number one celebrity crush, Louis Tomlinson, will be a part of the movie. He's on the call sheet for the day, followed by a very odd addition: a ball guy?

🩵 Wordplay 2024 (series) by @kingsofeverything

Nest (G, 100 words) Harry wakes up first. Tight (NR, 100 words) Louis comes home early. Carry (NR, 100 words) Baby bump. Press (E, 100 words) Louis asks for it. Interference (G, 100 words) Bottom of the ninth.

- Rare Pairs -

🩵 circling the truth by we_are_the_same / @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed

(T, 3k, Liam/Louis) Liam Payne has met his soulmate. He knows he has, because he woke up with his power this morning.

🩵 'Cause What I Want Came True by @lululawrence

(NR, 1k, Louis/Diego Luna) He’d known Diego was attractive, the few photos he had shared on the dating app had made that clear, but there was something about seeing him in person that made him feel… more.

[radiosummons]

Time-travel/fix it AUs with Cal Kestis as the main protag will always be funny to me, especially when authors pair him up with the Disaster Lineage (usually as Obi-Wan's new padawan since Ahsoka ended up apprenticing under Anakin).

Mostly because:

1) I will always fuck with AUs where Obi-Wan gets a new padawan, regardless of whoever said padawan is.

2) The sheer comedic and potential angst/anxiety of everyone trying to navigate having an actual tiny, baby Jedi on the battlefield with them.

3) Cal just mentally trying to process the whole time-travel thing on top of being a padawan to HIGH GENERAL, JEDI MASTER, COUNCIL MEMBER OBI-WAN FUCKING KENOBI!!!!!!!

4) The opportunity for Anakin to struggle with possible feelings of jealousy over Obi-Wan having a new padawan and maybe slowly coming to accept Cal as a Jedi sibling (with helpful, or not so helpful input from Ahsoka-lol).

5) Obi-Wan having to wrangle yet another droid loving padawan with very obvious mental and trust issues and OH GOD HE'S JUST AS TINY AS ANAKIN WAS AND HOW COULD THE COUNCIL HAVE EVER APPROVED THIS-

But, most of all, what I love about this particular AU is the additional, optional layer of Cal somehow knowing (usually through psychometry) that Anakin is Darth Vader and just having to struggle to interact with his new Master's former padawan without letting anyone else know, that he knows--

--which then leads to baby Cal Kestis meeting Anakin the Skywalker for the first time and just sort of blurting out something to the equivlaent of "... don't fucking talk to me" and then screaming internally when everyone inevitably reacts to Obi-Wan's new padawan clearly hating/not taking a liking to Anakin at all.

Obviously, Ahsoka would think this is hilarious, Anakin would take it super personally and Obi-Wan would just feel exasperated/delighted/resigned at the fact that he has yet another rude padawan to take care of.

*fics recs under the cut*

For anyone who might be interested in reading fics with this particular AU, I can't help but recommend these two in particular:

a distant fire is burning by e_va (AO3)/@e-vasong (blog)

(I Promise) This Time Will Be Different by Nation_Ustria

Make sure to give these authors lots of love. They've done an excellent job with their writing :3

Update: Since this post has started to sorta blow up (at least way more than I expected WOW), I just wanted to take the opportunity to shout out another fave Time-travel/Fix-It fic that I also adore called:

Lost Property Box by Young_and_spitefilled/@constantlymisspelled

It's not a Cal joins the Disaster Lineage fic, but instead sees an older Cal Kestis return to a timeline way before the events of Phantom Menace. And what do you know, he gets to interact with baby Obi-Wan and other child versions of the Jedi he looked up to as a baby Jedi himself. It's pretty great. Definitely check it out :3

[rcmclachlan]

Self-rec time! What are your favorite five fics that you've written and why? After replying to this ask, feel free to pass on to five other writers to spread the love. 💗

I was tagged by the effortlessly cool @ripeteeth a couple of weeks ago (what is time?). And as they noted in their own post: these are my five favorites—not necessarily my best or most popular.

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A Twist of the Knife (The Untamed/MDZS, unrequited Nie Mingjue/Lan Xichen, Nie Huaisang-centric)

Well, there I go making a liar out of myself, because this fic is also (imo) my best. When I first conceived the idea that Nie Mingjue had a stash of unsent letters, it was originally going to be Lan Xichen who went through them and was confronted with Nie Mingjue's unspoken love. But then I thought, "Hey, what if we made this a Nie Bros story instead and turn everything Nie Huaisang thought about his brother on its head?" I had such a blast delving into Nie Huaisang post-canon, who I think absolutely would still be wrestling with his anger. You don't spend 16 years staging a silent coup and then just let all of the anger that fueled you go. I really wanted to explore his relationship with Nie Mingjue, and also develop Nie Mingjue's character more (there's no way in hell canon!NMJ's office would be such a fucking mess, but canon!NMJ was very one dimensional and also I think I'm hilarious).

Heritage Site (Cardcaptor Sakura, Touya/Yue, future fic)

I've always liked Touya/Yukito as a pairing, but to me Touya/Yue is far more compelling. The way I see it, Yue is a completely separate entity from Yukito, and I wanted to write a story that dealt with a future in which Yue was somehow alone in his body, and how he and Touya would have handled it. It took me 3 years to write this and I'm actually quite happy with it (a rarity for me).

Gift Horse Dentistry (Beyond Evil, Han Ju-won/Lee Dong-sik, comedy)

The last time I'd written anything even remotely this cracky was 2010 and I'd forgotten just how fun writing comedy could be. Beyond Evil is such a heavy show; I really was just looking for an excuse to put that funky little Han Ju-won in funny but dumb situations. When I couldn't come up with an excuse, I just did it anyway. Also, the idea of Lee Dong-sik being such a virtuoso in the bedroom that it makes Han Ju-won mad is objectively hilarious.

Stopgap (Good Omens, 01x06 missing scene)

Writing the verbal sparring match between Crowley and Gabriel was one of—if not the—most fun I've ever had as a writer. I could've written them sniping at each other forever. My love for Good Omens goes way back to when I first picked up the book in 2003 and the humor of it was right up my alley, but my love for dark biblical apocalyptic stories goes back further. I wanted to see if I could juggle the comedy with the deeper, more terrifying implications of a corrupted Heaven, as well as Crowley's belief that Aziraphale would never return his feelings. A lot of the commenters on that story made hay about the last line, and you know what? I agree. It's a banger of a line and I'm quite proud.

tilt my sun towards your domain (Attack on Titan, Erwin/Levi)

My fellow peeps of the LJ diaspora will remember the chokehold the prompts from 1sentenceorder had on us back in the day. I used to love writing one-sentence fics and I wanted to see if I still could... and I can! Writing this fic (these fics?) felt like time traveling to a kinder funner formative very different internet, and I enjoyed every second of it.

Tagging anyone who wants to do this! Rec me your stuff!

[bagginshieldlibrary]

Canonverse list!

GIF by itscrochetnotknit

We're starting off with Oak and Mistletoe by HildyJ.

Summary: After a life dominated by a strange form of sickness, Thorin is sent to the Shire to seek a cure only Bilbo Baggins can offer.

Rating: Teen and Up

Word count: 55,643

This is not really your traditional Canonverse fic. Erebor never fell but Thorin is "cursed" and Bilbo is their last hope for a cure, due to his skills. Its a really good exploration of emotions and senses and how sometimes all we really ever need is a change of perspective.

There is a second Explicit part that is not linked to the fic so I've put it here.

Our next fic is Roses of Iron by Porphyrios

Summary: Two years after Bilbo returned from his adventures, he's made his peace with being back in the Shire. He still wonders what might have happened if things were different, but figures all that is behind him now. A mysterious visitor turns out to be someone he never thought he'd see again, and he's shocked by the news he hears.

Rating: Mature

Word count: 152,426

This fic is a work of art. The added lore, the explorations of both Bilbo and Thorin's character, the exploration of the dwarrow culture, and how how the story flows. Its a long fic but it's not a slow burn, in my humble opinion.

Here we have The Age of Miscommunication by SilverSkiesAtMidnight

Summary: “It’s got such a presence to it, even from a distance,” Bilbo says softly, and there’s a general murmur of awed agreement from the others. “Why, in all my fifty years, I never thought I’d see such a thing, and we haven’t even arrived yet!”

Thorin’s sword hits the ground with a clatter, and Balin chokes on his pipe.

The hobbit doesn’t look at Thorin, too busy thumping Balin on the back. Once the dwarf seems able to breathe again, he looks up, to find thirteen wide pairs of eyes fixed on him.

“What?” he says defensively, though he’s not sure what he’s defending.

“You’re how old?” Kíli squeaks.

Bilbo frowns at the young dwarf. “I’m fifty years old. Well, fifty-one, come springtime. Though it is not very polite to ask someone their age so bluntly,” he tells him primly.

Fíli makes a choked sound, and Nori lets out a vicious string of swears in Khuzdul."

Rating: Teen and Up

Word Count: 6,683

A comedy and a half. The company reacts drastically to finding out the age difference between hobbits and dwarves. I laughed, giggled and eye rolled at the theatrics.

Our first explicit fic rec is young savage things/ barely worth remembering by pomgore

Summary: For a moment, Thorin looks winded, his eyes wide and his jaw set tightly like Bilbo has wrung him out to dry. He seems out of his depth—it’s written all over his face, really—and Bilbo would be moved to sympathy if he didn’t know that somehow, this warranted Thorin seeking him out in the middle of the night. He remains guarded for both of their sakes.

“I have never courted anyone before, and I was not educated in the art before the dragon came.”

“Alright.”

“If I remember correctly, you have been- involved, with other hobbits before.”

“... I have.”

“Please teach me how to kiss.”

Rating: Explicit

Word count: 8,649

This fic ripped my heart out and then healed me. Its written in away that makes you want more and more, just like Bilbo and Thorin.

And last but certainly not list we have Songs in the Dark by Leoandlancer

Summary: After the resolution of the Battle of Five Armies and the beginning of the restoration of Erebor, Thorin and Bilbo are still carefully, and respectfully, distant to each other. Each certain the other wants nothing to do with them after the betrayals they've committed. However, trapped by a cave-in while exploring the lower halls, Thorin and Bilbo are suddenly, and unavoidably thrown together and slowly they begin to sort things out.

Rating: Teen and up

Word count: 13,400

Close quarters apologies and reconciliation, angst and fluff. Thorin singing. Really this fic hits all the delightfully good spots for one so short.

Also this fic is locked so you need an account to read.

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[ivystoryweaver]

Decadent chapter 7

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Summary: Miguel doesn't want to hurt you anymore, but you don't want him biting anyone else. Which of you is more stubborn?

Pairings: Miguel O'Hara from the film Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse x female reader

Word Count: 4.3k

Notables: NSFW. 18+, angst, cursing, arguing, smut. p in v, oral - f rec. biting, bondage, wounds, blood. lots of twisty feelings. not beta'd.

PREVIOUSLY on Decadent...

Breaking your kiss, he caged your face between his forearms, pushing into you with searing, deep thrusts.

"Can't ever get enough of you, mi amor," he whispered, staring fervently into your eyes.

Caressing his face, you slid one leg around his waist, urging him deeper. "I know, Miguel, I..."

But you couldn't tell him. So you kissed him again.

The next two weeks went by in the same fashion. Miguel never said anything else about his daughter, his feelings or anything else personal. The temptation to fall into your eyes the last time he was in your bed wrecked him. The tender way you made love to him, the concern in your soft gaze over the loss of his daughter - he started to wonder how he could keep his frozen heart from thawing.

He had to change before he could really let you in. He had to be better, and leave the monster behind.

So you went back to the way you started. Every evening before you left for the day, you found yourself bouncing on his cock, bent over his desk or on your knees for him.

Weekends were the same - you called your aunt, did the usual in your apartment, and even went out with a new friend.

That friend, who was actually a neighbor, encouraged you to tell the truth about your feelings. You hadn't admitted who your feelings were for - simply that you found yourself in a situation where you wanted more than just sex. Although the sex was so good, you had no intention of giving it up.

Then one fateful day, you opened your mouth and sent everything right to hell.

Miguel was in a particularly feisty mood, and you had come to learn, it was likely because he had not fed. You knew for certain had had not tasted any of your blood recently. So either he found another source, or, from what you could tell, he was ravenous.

Your thighs were spread wide across his lap - skirt bunched up at your waist. He had taken a break from shredding your clothing, preferring to return to your sexy little stripteases. But today, he was too hungry, so he was already inside you by the time his fingers yanked your blouse over your head and tugged down the cups of your bra.

You were always wet and ready for Miguel's cock, but he'd taken you so suddenly today, you were still getting warmed up, causing you hiss in slight pain as the tip of him pushed inside you.

"Wait, it's too much," You panted, gripping his shoulders to hold yourself up.

Knowing he could get you soaked in a matter of seconds if he wanted to, Miguel opted for something different today.

"Come on, baby," he coaxed squeezing your hips and moving your much smaller body back and forth over his tip. "Let me in. So tight for me. Gonna stretch you out."

"Fuck, yes, Miguel..." you moaned, already wetter from the sound of his voice.

Pulling you down over his cock, Miguel didn't thrust upward, but used his forceful grip on your hips to fuck you down on him like a toy.

Feeling every inch of his dick plunging deep inside you filled you so good, the slight sting of the sudden way he'd grabbed you and speared you, yielding to a hot, building pleasure.

"Good girl. Squeezing me so tight." His voice rumbled deep in the expanse of his muscular chest. Then he let go of you and leaned back in his chair.

You knew what he wanted. Now that you were soaked and full of cock, he wanted you to ride him. Pressing your palms down on his chest, you pushed yourself slightly upward and then let gravity slam you back down. Slowly at first, just to see him twitch uncomfortably. Then you started to bounce.

Releasing a groan of pleasure as you worked yourself over him, Miguel rid you of your blouse and bra entirely, eyes flashing a wild ruby as he watched your tits jiggle - your nipples hard and begging to be sucked.

The thought of sinking his fangs into your soft flesh overwhelmed him, but he promised himself - no more. Not with you. He had to stay focused on the research, so maybe he could be someone you could actually love someday. Fucking you every afternoon was just a bonus you both so clearly enjoyed. But no more hurting you.

You felt so good, deliciously wrapped around him - he knew he would finish before you at this rate. The slide of your hot, wet cunt over the length of him was like nothing else. Never had he craved anyone the way he craved you. Pushing his thumb in between your joined bodies, he found your tender bundle of nerves, sending your back arching as you wildly moaned.

"That's my girl," he breathed, one hand cupping your breast and pinching your nipple.

"Miguel..." You were so close, and you wanted him to feel as good as you did. "Bite me," you encouraged, interrupted by your own cry of pleasure. "You can bite me. I know you're hungry."

Despite his impending orgasm, and your current one, Miguel jerked his hands away, gripping your hips and holding you still.

"What did you just say?"

Too drunk on his cock, and painfully suspended between the roar of utter bliss and the sudden stop, you tried to rock your hips. But it was no use because he was too strong.

"Please," you whined, clenching him tauntingly. "I know you want to. Let me come again and then you can have me."

Almost subconsciously, the tip of Miguel's tongue traced over his fangs but the heat of his gaze burned right through you. "No," he firmly responded. "We can't do that shit anymore."

You assumed he was trying to abstain, given that he hadn't marked or bit you in a couple weeks, but that didn't mean you didn't want him to. And he would eventually need to feed.

"Baby, come on," you begged, writhing against him, the stretch of his cock inside you making you desperate. "You have to feed. Doesn't it feel so much better while you're fucking me?"

"Enough," he snapped, lifting you off his lap so suddenly that you stumbled back a few steps before finding your footing. The two of you stared at one another for a long, suspended moment before he stuffed himself back into his pants and climbed out of his chair, leaving you bare from the waist up. Your skirt bunched awkwardly around your hips as arousal dripped down your thighs.

"I said no," he ground out, reaching for your bra and top, tossing them to you with more force than was necessary.

His sudden shift of mood left you speechless and a bit breathless, not to mention humiliated.

Noticing your discomfort, Miguel sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Get dressed," he told you, "and go home."

You silently obeyed, too stunned to do anything else. Yanking down your skirt, you fastened your bra and pulled your top over your head before searching for your panties. Once you were fully dressed, you realized Miguel was ready to walk out the door for the evening.

"What did I do wrong?" You blurted, smoothing your skirt, attempting to make yourself a little more presentable.

Pausing at the door, Miguel glanced sideways over his shoulder, as if barely willing to grant you an audience. The sudden change in him had you reeling. He was so cold, when only a few moments ago, you had been stuffed full of him.

"You know what," he reminded you, in a scolding tone. "I told you."

"No, actually, you didn't," you clapped back, scurrying to your desk to gather your belongings, lest he leave you behind. "You didn't say anything about feeding on me except that you liked it. Remember?"

He turned away from you then, broad shoulders sagging as his head dropped. "I know what you're doing. It won't work."

"What the fuck am I doing, exactly, Miguel?" You questioned, clambering around to stand in front of him.

"Trying to make me angry so that I'll finish what we started." Even as he refused you, the flash of his scarlet gaze and the bulge in his pants told you a different story.

"When are you going to feed?" You asked him in all seriousness. Placing a hand on his broad chest, you inched closer to peer up into his eyes. "I know you're hungry."

"How the fuck is that your problem?" He snapped, jerking away from you. You weren't wrong. He was starving and wanted nothing more than to feel you come, clenching around him while he sank his fangs into your throat, sucked you to exhaustion and emptied himself inside you.

"Because you need it to survive," you pointed out the obvious, still following him around, trying to get him to look at you. "And I don't want you out there killing people - drinking their disgusting blood when you can have me!"

Squeezing his eyes shut, he shook his head rapidly. "No. I only kill people who deserve it. You know that. And sometimes I feed in other ways."

"I know," you reminded him, the pitch of your voice ascending frantically. "I don't want you to bite another woman, Miguel. I don't want you to be with another woman. The thought of it makes me sick."

As soon as the words left your mouth, you realized how pathetic you must sound. How possessive and desperate you'd become. Were you really willing to let this man hurt you, just to keep his attention on you? Or was there a darker part of you that craved the madness?

You expected Miguel to look down his nose at you - both literally and with disdain, but he didn't. His eyes softened as he swallowed hard. "I told you I haven't been with anyone else since before we met."

"But you will, won't you? If you get hungry enough," you accused.

Despite the tense air around the two of you, something stirred in Miguel's chest. Something he hadn't felt in years. Something warm. You wanted him. And you were jealous.

Which made this all a horrible idea.

"I have to go," he deflected, pushing past you and walking out the door.

After a quick cry, two glasses of wine and a pint of ice cream, you found yourself in bed with your vibrator. Miguel had left you alone and frustrated in every way, and you needed some relief.

After two orgasms in rapid succession, you found yourself as restless as when you started this whole self-pitying evening. With a huff of frustration, you headed for the shower, cleaned up, and then drank a third glass of wine.

Finally, you grabbed the latest reading material from your bedside table, hoping to get lost in the lives of characters and not have to think about your own. Nothing helped. You felt tired, but sleep wouldn't drag you under. Tossing your book aside, you turned off the light and stared into the darkness.

You wondered where Miguel was - what he was doing. Ugh, when did you become this obsessed girl? He probably thought you were pathetic. He was probably somewhere right now, either ripping out someone's throat, or worse, feeding on some poor, unsuspecting woman.

The thought of his mouth on someone else enraged you, but you actually had no real claim on him. Balling up your fist in frustration and envy, you slammed it down on the bed with an irritated huff.

You thought about digging out your vibrator again, but you knew it wouldn't help. Not with this.

Just when you thought you might go insane, overthinking every single moment that had transpired between you and Miguel this evening, you heard a sound at your window.

A bolt of fear shot through your body, making you sit up in bed. Someone was definitely outside your window and it was opening. The first thought you had was to call Miguel, but you should probably try to hide and call the authorities.

Scrambling out of bed, you reached for your phone when an imposing figure appeared in your bedroom, merely a sinister silhouette bathed in moonlight. In a few, long strides, the figure crossed to your bedside and yanked the phone from your grasp.

"It's me."

Miguel stood before you, wrapped head-to-toe in his dark blue spider suit.

You whimpered in relief as he swept you up into his arms. His mask disappeared just before his mouth claimed yours hungrily. It was fortunate that he held you, suspended off the floor because your legs completely gave out as you surrendered to his kiss.

"You were right," he murmured, hotly mouthing a trail to your ear as he pulled your legs around his waist. "I am hungry."

"Miguel," you gasped, running your hands over his solid chest, trying to ground yourself. The pounding of your heart sent blood rushing through your body as you rapidly cycled from fear to relief to raw desire. "I thought you were angry with me."

"Never you," he whispered, sliding his hand under the soft curve of your ass. "Only with myself. Because of what I've done. Because of what I'm about to do."

He kissed you again, silencing any protest you might launch. The heat of his tongue and the grip of his strong hands had you wet in seconds. Ripping his mouth from yours only a moment later, he set you down.

Fiery red webs shot out to bind your hands and before you could think to react, another set of webs yanked your arms upward until you were suspended from the ceiling, hanging with your arms over your head. Your feet dangled at least three feet off the floor and the strain on your arms made you cry out.

"Relax," Miguel instructed, ripping your pajamas from your body until you were hanging before him, entirely nude.

The strain on your arms burned, but there was something alluring about being put on display like this for him.

Running his tongue over his fangs, Miguel eyed you hungrily, his red eyes glowing menacingly as his spider suit disappeared, leaving his thickly muscled frame completely bare.

The sight before you made you whimper with desire and anticipation. So many of your sexual encounters occurred at work, half or mostly clothed, so seeing his every rippling muscle sent a bolt of desire spiking straight down to your core.

"I do need to feed," he admitted, reaching for your legs. With little effort, he slung one of your thighs over each of his broad shoulders, and shoved his face right into your cunt. With no further warning, he nudged your clit with his nose and blew a puff of air over your sopping folds.

Feeling immense relief at not having to hold up your own weight, you arched wildly into his face as he ate you out. Hooking your heels into the defined muscles of his back, you ground against his mouth, whimpering as he sucked and licked you mercilessly.

Miguel's hands caressed up and down your thighs as he plunged his tongue into your hole, his nose continuing to tease your clit.

You felt so wild and so turned on, you came suddenly, drenching his face with your juices, which he eagerly lapped up. You felt the sharp sting of his talons on your legs as his lips latched around your tender bundle of nerves.

You knew exactly what he was doing. Making you lose your mind with pleasure before you went numb from the venom in his fangs. Then he would drink his fill and likely fuck you while you were out of it.

It felt so good you just didn't care. Besides it was actually your idea that he bite you anyway. And he did. Laving his tongue over the soft flesh of your inner thigh, he waited until you came again and then his fangs pierced your soft skin.

The sting lasted only for a moment - euphoria mingling with a twinge of pain before blissful numbness set in. After drinking his fill of one thigh, he switched legs, drinking and drinking until you felt yourself losing consciousness.

He must have realized this because he untied you, cradled you in his arms and carried you to bed. He cleaned and bandaged your wounds and got you something to drink. Finding a robe hanging on your bedpost, he pulled it around you just as the paralytic started to subside.

He was still naked, which was very distracting, yet his level of comfort with you was somehow soothing.

Pulling you against his chest, he covered both your bodies with your blanket. "Is this okay?" He softly whispered, smoothing his hand over your shoulder to help you get comfortable.

"You can stay," you answered him, hoping that's what he was asking.

"I just want to make sure you don't pass out," he reasoned, trailing his fingers down the length of your arm to tangle with your own. "I drank too much. I'm sorry."

Shifting closer to him, your leg gently bumped into his evident arousal. "Don't be sorry," you murmured, shifting your thigh between his legs. "I asked you to do it. I don't want there to be anyone else."

"There is no one else," he breathed, groaning as you dragged your thigh back and forth over the heavy length of him. His hips automatically responded, rutting into you, desperate for friction. He had already taken too much from you but he wanted you so badly.

"Come here," you coaxed, reaching to grasp his cock with your fingers as your tongue licked into his mouth.

A deep moan rumbled in the expanse of his chest as he rolled his hips into your touch, kissing you carefully yet deeply, as to not damage you any furthur.

"Too much," he murmured, tearing his mouth away. You thought maybe your grip was too tight, or you were working his length too fast - which didn't really track for a man with superpowers.

"You give me too much," he made clear, pushing your thighs apart and easing on top of you. "But I always want more. I always want you."

Sliding his arms underneath the curve of your back, he cradled you gently.

"You can have me, Miguel. I'm right here," you offered, using your grip on him to ease his cock into your wet channel.

He took you gently, with languid, deep thrusts, slow, syrupy kisses - his strong arms cradling you like a treasure.

"You're too good to me," he whispered between kisses, rocking into you fervently. "So good, baby. So good."

It didn't take you long to fall apart underneath him, your body alight with his praises breathed hotly on your ear.

You started to hope that things might really change between the two of you.

The next morning, you woke up alone...and sore. The puncture marks on your thighs were bandaged but they burned, along with several scratches. You had no idea what had happened after you fell asleep in Miguel's embrace.

You had wrongfully assumed he might spend the night with you, but, as far as you knew, he didn't sleep with you all night long. Disappointment washed over you, but you climbed out of bed and got ready for work anyway, still buzzing from the intimate moments you'd shared.

Miguel had been running so hot and cold with you lately that it shouldn't have surprised you when, upon arriving at work, Lyla redirected you to a different office. You thought she might explain, as she was never short on words, but Miguel appeared, thanking and dismissing her.

"Miguel, what is this?" You asked, glancing around at the impressivly sized and beautifully decorated office.

"Your new office," he smiled politely, but no warmth reached his eyes.

"My new - but...we always work together," you countered. "What's going on?"

Shaking his head, he slid his hands into his pants pockets with frustrating nonchalance. "I'm promoting you. Congratulations."

"I don't know what to say," you breathlessly answered, glancing around you, not entirely sure if you were being punished or rewarded.

Leaning back on what was apparently your new desk, his dark eyebrow shot up curiously. "You don't want to keep being my assistant forever, do you?"

He had a point. Still, something felt off with him.

"Besides," he went on, folding his massive arms over his chest, "If I'm completely honest...I think we could probably use a little space from one another."

Ah, there it was. Last night he was all over you, breaking into your home, drinking you blood, and today he needed space? Typical.

"What is going on?" You repeated, easing over to stand right in front of him. "What do you mean - we need space?"

"You know what I mean," he answered, meeting your gaze. "This thing we have between us...it can't go on if we want to work together."

"And what exactly is going on between us, Miguel?" You challenged stepping into his personal space. "Because you seem to change your mind about me every day of the week."

"Exactly," he almost flippantly responded. "I agree with you and that's why it has to stop. We can't get any real work done if you're coming into work distracted."

"You...you think I'm distracted?" You challenged, a deep frown pulling at the corners of your mouth. "My work here has never suffered for personal reasons - you know that."

"It has though," he accused, pushing past you and tossing his hands in the air frustratedly. "Because of the way you see me. And worse, I'm distracted. It's my fault too. We're wasting time in the office doing...what we do, and it's more than that."

He kept his back to you because he knew that if he saw your wide, pleading eyes at this moment, he might cave. "You...you accept who I am - what I am, and that's not what I need right now. It's not what our research needs."

Despite how you tried to stop them, warm tears stung the corners of your eyes. "Then tell me what you need," you whispered, wishing you didn't sound so desperate, wishing you could just tell him to go to hell.

Whirling around, Miguel seemed more than happy to deliver your answer. "I need the woman I hired. I need your mind. Your objectivity."

"You have it," came your surprisingly steady reply. Placing your hand on his arm, you tried to get him to look at you. "I'm with you a hundred percent. I'm here to work, you know that."

"No," he shot back, pulling away from your touch, doing his best to ignore the way your caress burned him alive. "You like the monster too much."

With a heavy sigh, he pushed his fingers through his dark waves, dreading the rest of this conversation. But it had to be done.

"I should be thankful for someone like you," he softly explained, turning away again as your jaw clenched in fury. "You're brilliant. Beautiful." He swallowed hard. "I love spending time with you. I want more. Believe me, I do. I even told you about Gaby, but..."

Mustering all the courage he could possibly manage, he faced you. You deserved that, at least. "Somehow...you like the monster I am. You let me do things to you that should make you run away screaming. I hurt you. I've done terrible things to you, and you seem happy to let me do it."

"How is that a bad thing? You said I was good to you," You whispered, swiping angry tears with the back of your hand. "Why is it wrong of me to accept who you really are?"

"That's not who I really am!" He cried, grasping your arms with sudden desperation. "It's what I am. It's what happened to me. And I let myself get lost in how good it feels when I feed - when you give yourself to me. It feels so fucking good - "

"Miguel - "

"No!" He silenced you, squeezing your arms to almost the point of pain. "Stop...tempting me. You make me feel like it's okay to be this way when I know it's not! I know it sounds like I'm blaming you for my choices. But we are in the lab every day to figure out a way for me to stop being this monster. I need someone who can help me do that, don't you see? Not someone begging me to rip her open."

His chest heaved as he roughly released you, walking away as his face burned with shame.

"We have to stop all of this," he went on, running a hand over his face. "I can't work in the office with you. That's not your fault - it's mine. I get so distracted. And I'm not feeding on you anymore. Don't ask me."

Your lip trembled as tears freely flowed. In trying to show love to Miguel the only way you knew how, you had completely wrecked everything. But maybe it wasn't love at all to let him use you like this. Maybe he was right and you were only enabling a monster because he was wild and dangerous and the sex was life-changing.

"I know you're angry with me," he roughly whispered, after a short, painful silence. "I don't blame you if you walk out of here and never come back. I've treated you horribly, and not just by physically hurting you. I say one thing and then do another almost every day. It's cruel," he concluded, his voice soft now, and distant. "But if you are at all interested in our research, then let's work. Enjoy your promotion - you have more than earned it."

Locking eyes with you one more time, he added, "And if you really care about me, help me. I don't want to be like this anymore. I don't want to hurt you anymore."

With that, he left you to your new position in your new office.

next->

All right, what do we think? The song "Should I Stay or Should I Go?" comes to mind. Don't worry, things will get ironed out soon.

@deputy-videogamer @toecurlingstories @zephyrixx @wordacadabra @juleshadalittlelam

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HP Rec Fest, Day 9

Rare pair galore, my moment has come!!! This is probably my favorite rec post so far. I mean, I’ve been reccing rare pairs for @hprecfest prompts already so I’ll take this opportunity to champion my favorite rare pair writers and focus on some niche ships that I would not even consider had I not stumbled across that particular fic. Idk how many people out there indulge het ships but if anyone’s looking for something steamy hot and well-written oh boy, do I have some treats for you. You’ll notice that most fics fall within the “problematique” category due to the age gap aspect (which let’s be honest, it’s the reason why I considered reading them in the first place 🌝). By the way, some of these are the only fics written for these ships, how cool is that?!

Day 9) A 5 rare pair fics

Opposite Ends by pauraque (Millicent/Aberforth, E, 1.5k)

She thought she'd feel different after they'd fucked. He's lived long enough to know that he wouldn't.

would never imagine these two together in a million years but omg so freaking hot 🥵 we have so little canon info on them but both povs are fascinating and full of personality

Gouge Away by tamlane (Millicent/Victoire, T, 1.7k)

The Weasley girl has developed a keen fascination with Millicent's woodworking shop. Millicent can't seem to get rid of her, no matter how hard she tries.

another surprising but quite charming pair, I love the set up and dynamics here - so much UST under 2k wow I need more wlw age gap!

Drip, Honey, Drip by tamlane (Lily Luna/Michael Corner, E, 3k)

Lily's boss catches her daydreaming on a Friday afternoon. He thinks there could be a business opportunity in it, and he wants to hear more. Sequel here.

this fic turned me on blew my mind! very original concept perfectly executed, the sexual tension is so dripping hot and intoxicating I thought I’d combust. the sequel is equally delicious, 10/10

testosterone (sounds like a spell) by pauraque (Justin/Hannah E, 7.7k) 🏳️‍⚧️

Justin never returned to Hogwarts after the Death Eaters came. He's found that the Muggle world offers other kinds of transfiguration — a body alchemy far more powerful than any magic spell. Sometimes he wonders if anyone even remembers that once, years ago, he was a novice wizard.

one of the best, most sensitive and moving trans stories I’ve read in the fandom. it’s such a privilege to follow Justin’s journey and I adore the way he clicks with Hannah. fabulous sex scene too

Burned Silk, Buckled Leather by @ruinsplume (Draco/Sirius, E, 12k)

When Sirius discovers a down-and-out Draco Malfoy lurking around the edges of a Muggle kink club, he thinks he knows just what Draco needs. He isn't expecting to run into some long-buried needs of his own.

my favorite Draco/Sirius out there, this fic has RP’s trademark: sinfully hot, tender devastating smut bringing together complex characters and many emotional layers beneath the surface. the kink exploration here is 👨‍🍳💋 mesmerizing!

[roalinda]

Entry for @hprecfest

☆Day 10: A fest fic☆

1. you'll see me in hindsight by @gracelesslady23

[ Done for Don'tMindTheGapFest2023 ]

Summary:

Professor McGonagall was still talking but Sirius had been unable to adsorb a single word in several minutes.

Twenty two years. He’d been gone twenty two years.

He’d missed more than two decades. Been gone more years than he had even lived. ____

A mishap with a time turner flings Sirius far into the future. Everything has changed, not least of all, Sirius’s very best friend.

Pairing: James Potter/Sirius Black

Rating: E

Category: M/M

Words: 35, 234

This work contains age gap, between James and Sirius who canonically are the same age. That being said, let us proceed with me going on and on about what an ABSOLUTE delight this is. I cannot even put it into words, the way James feels so immoral for being attracted to his now much younger best friend, Sirius deliberately leading him on, the pinning, Sirius being Harry's friend ( which is such a wonderful take to see ) and Lily being all supportive with her usual dry humour, all of them are so wonderfully done. It's a unique story, even in prongsfoot usual age gap themes with a wonderful narrative and hot smut . Go read and enjoy.

"I’ll be 52 when he’s turning 30, 62 when he’s the age we are now. He might think he wants this now, but those are not insignificant differences… What if he decides in 5, 10, 15 years that I’m a mistake, and I’ve stolen his twenties, his thirties. What if he grows to regret us? What if he eventually resents me, knowing I could have stopped it but instead selfishly chose to stay even though I knew what he’d be giving up… I’ve already lost him once...”

2. Let me call you Jamie by @goldentruth813

[Done for Jeddy fest 2018 ]

Pairing: Teddy Lupin/James Sirius Potter

Summary:

Teddy knows he and James love each other, he just isn’t ready to let everyone else know about their relationship — they have forever to handle that little hurdle. Until a freak Quidditch accident leaves James without his memory and Teddy finds himself examining the choices he’s made and wondering what forever really means.

Rating: M

Category: M/M

Words: 22, 085

Ok, look, I usually don't read HP next generation fics and despite James Sirius being my favourite character, I normally don't ship him with anyone. But this work was a bittersweet treat and if you are into next generation and have not read it, I seriously rec it.

"Albus—”

“No! It’s my turn to talk. I should’ve known when James moved in with you, but he told me it was alright, that he would be fine. He said it wouldn’t be a problem living with you and I should’ve known it was because you were using him.”

“I never used James!” Teddy can’t keep the anger out of his voice.

“James hates secrets. He never would’ve kept this a secret, not from me, not unless you asked him to. And Merlin knows James would do anything for you.”

[broomsticks]

HP fic rec list: underrated gems of 2022

AO3 collection here. mostly ultra rare pairs, gen fic, character studies, and G/T rated fic. all are short <10k-ish reads (plenty of <1k ficlets) - do give them a read if any look interesting!

transports of delight by @swoontodeath (1.7k, G). The Knight Bus meets the Catbus. Sometimes destiny looks a lot like driving in the same direction.

pairing: Knight Bus (Harry Potter)/Catbus (My Neighbor Totoro). come for the crack ship, stay for the autistic stan shunpike. i’m a sucker for outsider POV and this is why — such great opportunity for some unique characterization, which this author took full advantage of here!

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Life of Pye by @houseofhebrideanblacks (9k, E). Augustus Pye sees patients at St. Mungo's.

SUCH a creative unique fic - love it when authors take their deep IRL expertise and weave it into the canon HP verse. as the author put it, for anyone curious about what a nonmagical doctor sounds like writing about what they imagine magical medicine is like, day in and day out.

“It’s Puddlemere versus the Cannons tonight. The cup final.” Pye stopped mid-stride and mid-thought, shoulders seeming to weep under the weight of realisation. “Oh no,” he almost whispered. “Oh yes,” Marge glowered, “and you’re alone tonight, Rupert is off sick.” “Good heavens,” Pye whimpered, his coffee seeming to shrink in his hand, both in potency and relevance. In the waiting room behind him, three blokes hurricaned in chanting “CANNONS, CANNONS, CANNONS,” their unconscious friend slumped and dragged between them. “You know how it is, Pye,” Marge turned and shuffled back to validate the young witch’s national insurance card. Speaking over her shoulder, she finished, “never a dull moment at Mungo’s.”

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Strangers In A Strange Land by @sleepstxtic (7.5k words, T). Helga, Salazar, and Godric dock in a strange land looking for the elusive fourth member of their team.

helga/rowena, founders friendship with POC Rowena Ravenclaw and Viking Helga Hufflepuff. CANON NODS and POC REP and FEMSLASH and a wonderful fascinating setting — ticks every single one of my AU boxes. another incredibly inventive and criminally underrated story.

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A Different Truth by @paulamcg (2.8k, G). A week before Halloween 1993, when a colleague appreciates his company, Cuthbert may feel alive, even though he's dead and it's Saturday.

ok this is the last time i will say criminally underrated. canon-compliant POA first person cuthbert binns & remus lupin. this could’ve been slash and i would’ve been sold on it. i love their friendship, bonding over literature (of course) and a walk in the woods (so unexpected, but works so well.)

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Meagre Pieces by @vdoshu (1k words, T). The Muggle-born Registration Commission is announced, and Andromeda feels sick.

The fact that the first Muggle-born Minister for Magic was a great victory for equality . . . one which was never again repeated.

@thistlecatfics’s trans teddy tonks x andromeda is taking over the world and i’m here for it. the political commentary in this. doshu you absolute wizard — you’ve got such range and you nail it every. single. time.

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O let the world come at you, love (currently anonymous) (5k, T). Twelve-year-old Harry tries to figure out his parents' polyamorous relationship with Peter Pettigrew.

the first fic for the peter/lily/james tag on AO3, gifted to me for this year’s rare pairs exchange, and it’s all the wholesome fluff i i could’ve wanted from this ship and more!!! so much poly rep!! background wolfstar+tonks (ish), dorlene+implied others, and just the perfect epilogue 🥰

"Does it bother you that your parents are with Pete?" Sirius asked. "No! I know they're polymers."

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Nirmal by @crazybutgood (2.8k, G).

postwar cho/padma. i ADORE this fic. there are literally LINKS to all the places and foods and songs mentioned, it’s an ENTIRE immersive multimedia experience in 3k words - a beautiful and horrendously underappreciated fic, imo.

hawa paani ka badlaav hona chahiye—A change in atmosphere is often needed to improve one's health or state of mind. Literally, a change in the winds, and the water. Parvati quoted that saying to us one evening last month, suggesting that it would be good for Cho and me. My parents knew that I had been with Cho for just over a year then, and welcomed her to stay with us after the Battle … Cho actually looked interested at the idea and suggested our home countries for a month each. And so, we’re currently visiting Mumbai first, staying in a Muggle area at my Muggle maushi’s place, in July—during the monsoon season.

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a heart the size of jupiter (a smile like the sun) by gghostish (300 words, G, no archive warnings).

linny, epileptic luna lovegood. such a lovely achy hurty little thing ❤️

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métamorphoses by @venom0usbarbie (5k, M). The blood curse took her grandmother. And now, she has to pay the piper if she doesn't want it to take her too.

astoria greengrass-centric, astoria & hermione (gen/possible pre-relationship). this fic wow. where do i begin!! the descriptive writing. the angsty family feels. the way barbie writes the blurring of thoughts and feelings and emotions into physical sensations is harrowingly good. check out everything else by her if you liked this, her style is inimitable.

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wood-rush and wildflowers by @nanneramma (500 words, G). Lily has a secret, and it's time to tell Petunia.

wonderful little canon compliant alternate character POV vignette, gorgeous writing. also reccing this horrorific pansy/tom (ad te omnis caro veniet, 1.3k, M), this gorgeously sad canon-compliant alice & neville (gaps, 300, G), and every single one of nan’s summer femslash double drabbles!

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covered in your ivy by @girl-with-goats (1.5k, M).

smutty BDSM remus/lily with planty metaphors that just work so well for this pairing!

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I Always Underestimate You by @patriceavril (10k, M).

sirius & lily friendship! multi-era, canon compliant, sirius/mary and jily. i love the way patrice characterizes this friendship -- it’s not always easy, and that’s why it feels so earned!

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Madam Smith by @lumosatnight (200 words, G). HOKEY/WINKY! SO charming and sweet and lovely and fluffy.

A Bleak Midwinter by @bluesundaycake (500, T). A Fenrir Greyback character study. feel sorry for baby fenrir thank you bye <3

Pray by @krethes (300, T). A Hope Lupin character study. yes hello hi read and CRY WITH ME

The Prince's Poems by @inmyownlittlecorner5. seven poems, misc formats. this author writes the most enthralling snape, and making it poetry is just !!! unfair. such powerful writing in so few words.

[blossomwritesthings]

𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝? 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞. | 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰

part one | part two | part three | part four | part five | part six | part seven | part eight | part nine | part ten | part eleven | part twelve

pairing: minho x fem!reader (afab)

genre: veterinarian!minho (this includes a few of the skz members working in his clinic). client!reader. hurt/comfort. angst. fluff. smut - MDNI, 18+ only. reader pov. strangers to lovers au. slowburn romance. lots of pining.

content & warnings: explicit & strong language. very thematic elements. minho is reader's vet. reader's childhood cat suddenly gets diagnosed with cancer, and she has to make a big decision about what to do. this fanfic includes heavy topics like: pet euthanasia, extreme loss/grief, depression, the problems with pet healthcare, and more. there will be some humor/fluff placed throughout, and also smut somewhere along the way. :))

word count: 10+k (??)

summary: dr. lee minho is known throughout your area as the city's hottest veterinarian, and he's also the very man that's been taking good care of your two cats for the past three years. but one day, you're thrown down a dark path of heartache when the cat that you've grown up with - nyx - is diagnosed with an acute form of bone cancer. burdened with the hardest decision of your entire life, you come at a crossroads of what to do. and throughout it all, minho is the single most person who continually stays by your side.

a/n: i literally just thought up this idea over this past week, and i've been sitting on it and SITTING ON IT and i was like, damn it- i just need to write something!! 😭 so here we are lol... preview and all~ 💀 i have no idea how long this one will be, but i'm expecting it to be over 10.k words so... that's fun!!! 😍 i plan on trying to write this entire thing tmrw, but we will see if i can actually focus enough to sit down for 5 hrs and do such a thing. 🥸 and before anyone gets on my case about the heavy topics in this, i'd just like to put it on the record that i've gone through a similar experience to this with having to put my acutely sick childhood dog down almost 2 years ago. it's an incredibly difficult decision to make, and i wouldn't wish it upon anyone. but, i've always wanted to write an au with minho as a vet, and i feel like he'd be amazing at handling this type of thing. hope all of that makes sense... let me know what ya'll think of this! 💕

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You knew the moment that he sat down, that something was wrong. 

 Because usually, when his eyes caught yours as he walked through the examining room’s door, his entire face would light up with one of those brilliant smiles that women gushed over. Usually, he’d be the first one to crack a stupid joke - whether it was something lame about the weather outside, or about the crazy animal that he just had an encounter with before seeing you. 

 But this time? 

 No, this time it was very different. 

 His proud shoulders were slumped low, cheekbones dark with shadows, and plump, red lips pressed together in a firm line. 

 He clenched and unclenched his jaw once, 

 twice, 

 three times. 

 Then, and only then, did his eyes meet yours. 

 And they said all you needed to know. 

 Just by the way that his dark, chestnut-brown pupils danced with a myriad of emotions; apprehension, fear, compassion, but most of all… sadness. 

 “What is it?” 

 The words flowed from your lips before you even knew what you were asking, and almost immediately, you were sitting up a little straighter in your chair. Spine going rigid, fists growing tight at your sides. 

 Something swam, cool and deep, inside of you.

 Chilling you to the bone, with tense unease.  

 In the depths of your mind, you felt the pinprick of ominous heartache prodding at the fleshy part of your soul. 

 The part that was weak and emotional and so very tender all of the time. 

 “I’m so sorry.” 

 Was the first thing Dr. Lee said. 

 You already felt the tears flowing, unbidden and unchecked, warming your suddenly freezing cheeks, at the sound of ‘sorry’ leaving his mouth. Because he had never said such a thing to you before. And you never, ever, wanted to hear it come from him again. 

 “What’s wrong?” You prodded again, limbs growing a little shaky in your anxiety. Breath hitching in your chest agonizingly, you could physically feel your heart pushing against your ribs. 

 Aching, 

 Burning, 

 Already seeping with hurt, even though you didn’t quite know what was wrong just yet. 

 Dr. Lee ran a rough hand up and down his face, sighing into his palm, shaking his head once. Then, his fingers were running through his black locks, pulling at the roots just a tiny bit. 

 Almost like, this crushed him just as much as it was about to pain you. 

 “It’s about Nyx.” 

 Swallowing over the huge lump forming in your throat proved very difficult at that moment, but somehow - by some miracle - you did it. 

 Your tongue felt heavy inside of your mouth- like it was made of hard metal. 

 For a few beats, you couldn’t manage to form the right words, but when you did, you already felt the stability seeping out of you. Like you were a hot air balloon that had been poked with a sharp needle, with the hot air and sanity flooding from you in a single breath. 

 “I’m sorry, Y/N, I-”

 “Just fucking say it, Dr. Lee!” You suddenly exclaimed, voice straining from your quiet sobs. The fat tears rolled down either of your cheeks, leaving angry wet trails in their wake. 

 He was silent after that, gaze running up and down the length of you slowly. Like you were one of his animals that he assessed daily - like he was testing out your strength and resolve. 

 Then, his eyes snapped back up to meet yours, and they melted into two puddles of grief. 

 “It seems as though Nyx is suffering from an acute form of bone cancer.” 

 And just like, your heart completely stopped. 

 Each breath you took felt garbled and all wrong. 

 Your shaky legs and arms wobbled all around you.  

 The floor crumbled underneath your feet, 

 Breaking, cracking, shattering irrevocably. 

 And in that moment, you wished for nothing more but for it to open up completely, and swallow you whole. 

 Please, 

 Oh, fuck, please- 

 Just swallow me already. 

 Because anything, 

Anything, 

 Would be better than this newfound hell. 

To be continued...

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[luviestarz]

nct pt 5

ice cream thief [ l.dh ]

synopsis ⇢ someone has been eating haechan's favorite ice cream so he decides to put a hidden camera in the kitchen and living room thinking it's a shared space it shouldn't invade anyone's privacy... right?

eyes on me. (m.l)

SYNOPSIS: mark wants you to keep your eyes on him as he pleases you.

tease | lee haechan

summary: Playing spin the bottle definitely wasn't what you had envisioned for your first college party. And the last person you expected to see was Lee Haechan. But life has a funny way of throwing surprises at you, and this time it came in the form of the bottle landing on some drunk dude who dared you to kiss Haechan.

Paint Me Naked. | H.RJ

Summary: You’re stuck doing body paint with Huang Renjun and it leads to something more than getting your body painted.

❥︎perv mark, masturbation, fantasies of reader.

[9:10 PM] - mark

daze - haechan (smut)

haechan drabble

pretty in pink, but my head’s in the dark | L.DH (panty stealer)

stalker!haechan x fem!reader

dreamies w a clingy s/o

texting the dreamies!

! calling dreamies by their name

brothers best friend perv!hyuck….

content: perv!jisung x reader, braces

neocentral masterlist

𝟏𝟎 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ¹⁸⁺ - haechan

꒰ ♡ ꒱ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: you and lee donghyuck both get along like oil and water. if it were up to you, you would be going about your days without even breathing in his direction. unfortunately you're in the same friend group and you have to tolerate each other. as handsome or attractive as people claim him to be, you hate his guts. there's so many reasons why you hate him, so why do you get butterflies in your stomach when he's near?

flustered by you

✿ pairing | streamer!haechan x streamer!reader

✿ synopsis | your boyfriend surely knows how to make you flustered, even when he’s the one who should be.

best friend!haechan drabble

to have you

✿ pairing | streamer!hyuck x streamer!reader

✿ synopsis | your sleeping schedules never fail to worsen, but in luck, you have him to ease those troubles — just don’t mind the stream in the background, of course.

Just one more.

pairing: bf!hyuck x reader

random texts w/ 7dream

tutor!haechan catching reader at a party after canceling a session because they're "sick" and lets say he doesnt take it lightly...

high (with my lover) [m] – l.dh

summary: y/n smokes up with donghyuck for the first time.

⇢ haechan as your boyfriend

getting even | lee haechan (P1)

synopsis —  Haechan is notorious for his pranks. Who can forget about the one time the campus fountain was bleeding red? You were weary of never getting on his wrong side, but when you get to know him better, it seems like behind all that front he's a sweet and caring guy. That is until you get a bucket of water dunked on you straight after he promised he wouldn't pull something on you. You're not only pissed that he had fooled you like this, but that he chose such a simple prank.

what the puck! - haechan

synopsis: you hit the university’s star hockey player with your car. shenanigans (and maybe even a little romance) ensue. 

double dog dare - haechan

lee donghyuck fic rec list 2

double take | l.dh

friends to lovers, highschool au, slowburn, fluff, angst 

going below zero | l.dh

synopsis ❄ Considering how much Haechan makes it his personal mission to antagonize you at work, it seems like a rather cruel twist of fate that the both of you have been side by side since middle school, the only consolation being that his office is a different floor from yours. But if there’s a saying about how distance makes the heart grow fonder, your attitude with him might just be the opposite, and it’ll take a family ski holiday to find out.

take my breath. - haechan

summary | lee donghyuck did not believe in ‘love at first sight.’ key word: did. he does now, but only because you happened to fall into his arms on the icy road in the narrow streets. you’re going to render him breathless from the countless times your smile takes his breath away.

ONE KNOCK AWAY - jisung

synopsis: it's been years since you've seen your brother's best friend and avoiding him will be more of a challenge than you planned. Especially when he's just one knock away.

THE ONLY EXCEPTION - haechan

SYNOPSIS: mark was overprotective and he didn’t fail to show it, warning all the guys to stay away from you, his best friends were no exception. so, how will you make it work when you return back after graduating school, only to find that your crush is paying more attention to you than ever? it most certainly doesn’t help that it’s lee donghyuck, to whom, you are strictly off limits.

NCT127 + NCT DREAM: When they first slide it in

୨୧ telling nct 127 about your bad date (but they’re in love with you)

⿻ NCT DREAM DIRTY BF TEXTS !

reaction to you running away after confessing ! NCT DREAM

 body language [l.dh]

You and Donghyuck have been dance partners for the past 6 years. When he gets into an accident that costs him a competition and substitutes himself with another dancer, he realizes he’s not so open at all to having you dance with someone else, especially having their hands in the places he considered his.

first kiss with nct dream !

haechan cw: a bit suggestive!

nct dream text reactions “why’d you do that?” prank

𝙎𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 - 𝗦𝗽𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻!Haechan 𝘅 𝗙𝗲𝗺!𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

[impishtubist]

Lord Chaos, it's me again

I need to know how you feel about blackinnon? I mean I love @arliedraws hc about Marlene, but I also think that sirius is the only character who can be shipped with basically anybody. And if you have some recs maybe 👉🏼👈🏼 because it's like they're extinguished :(

My Lord Chaos anon is back!

Arlie's hc about Marlene is fantastic. We don't have any canon evidence that the people who get name-dropped once (Marlene, Mary, Dorcas, etc) in the books are the same age as Sirius and the rest, so it's always refreshing when someone makes them part of a different generation. Hats off to Arlie!

Unfortunately...............................no I do not like Sirius/Marlene. 😂

I promise you, I really am not that precious about ships! I'm a multishipper, and Sirius truly is the fandom bicycle. Sirius/Remus, Sirius/James, Sirius/Rosmerta, Sirius/any of the Weasley boys, Sirius/anyone from Harry's generation, Sirius/Fleamont or anyone from his parents' generation, Sirius/Bellatrix........I mean, you really could convince me of just about anything, as long as it's well-written. And not just Sirius, but Remus as well. Remus/Kingsley, Remus/any of the Weasley boys, etc. I'm there for almost all the rare pairs and multiships.

HOWEVER. When I hate a ship, I hate a ship, and I cannot stand if it's even mentioned in a fic. Like someone could write the most perfect Prongsfoot fic that hits every single one of my sweet spots, but if they even hint that Remus/Tonks is a thing, I'm out. I can't. I refuse. So I'm the same way about Sirius/Marlene (and Lily/Remus, and Lily/Snape, and pretty much any other rare pair that crops up in a Sirius/James fic). I'm really sorry to let you down about that. I don't have any Sirius/Marlene recs because I simply will not read anything that even mentions them.

(Although................now that I'm thinking about it, I could see Sirius having a fling with Arlie's older!Marlene. Maybe she could show him a thing or two in bed, lol.)

Paradoxically, Sirius is also the only character in the series that I can see as being truly aroace and completely uninterested in relationships and/or sex. My guy has way more important things to do (fight dark wizards, raise his godson) and he Does Not Understand why everyone keeps looking at him like they want to climb him like a tree lmao.

Okay I'm done rambling, thank you and goodnight.

[austennerdita2533]

Hi friend-miss you!!

Really random but do you have any recs for just like fluffy happy fun books (or Klaroline fics). Feeling very sad (I’m fine I just finally moved and my mom came over to help me but she flew out today) so just need some joy but for some reason none of my tbr is screaming joy right now 😅 probably because most of the books on my “really want to read” tbr are angsty 😂 so just looking for some other options!

-ACOTAR anon

Hello there, lovely! I miss you, too! Between working like a maniac and traveling a lot this summer, I have been the world's worst correspondent. My inbox still is overflowing with unanswered messages from months ago because I. am. awful. haha. 😬😇

I'm so sorry to hear you're feeling sad, though. :/ That's completely normal after a big move when you're away from everything and everyone that's familiar to you. It'll take some time to adjust, but I know it'll end up being a great experience for you and you'll blossom in all sorts of ways. 💖 That said, in the meantime, if I can help take the edge off your sadness with some fluffy book and fic recs then I absolutely will!

Book recs:

-When in Rome and Practice Makes Perfect by Sarah Adams (These are the two I've read from her so far and they're in the same series. So cute! Honestly, I feel like you could pick up anything from her and it'd be adorable.)

-Funny Story by Emily Henry (Don't know if you've read this one yet but I feel like it's one of the wittiest of all her books. And Miles is a golden retriever boyfriend)

-Divine Rivals and Ruthless Vows by Rebecca Ross (It's a fantasy series that's set during a war between gods BUT the main characters fall in love over letters they write using a magical typwriter. It's cute, I think you'd like it.)

-The Rom-Commers by Katherine Center (I got an ARC of this a couple months ago and I absolutely FLEW through it. She writes a lot of cute romcoms) You could also check out The Bodyguard and Hello Stranger by her, too.

-Next-Door Nemesis by Alexa Martin (This one's fun because the main pairing have a history but then they decide to run against each other to be HOA president.)

-Emily Wilde's Encyclopedia of Faeries and Emily Wilde's Map of the Otherlands by Heather Fawcett (Another fantasy series, but it's more of a cozy fantasy. Emily and Wendell have THE best banter)

-Josh and Hazel's Guide to Not Dating by Christina Lauren (I read this years ago, but I remember giggling and kicking my feet.)

-A Lot Like Adiós by Alexis Daria (Friends to lovers, fake dating, and second chance romance)

-I also currently have Just for the Summer by Abby Jimenez and This Summer Will be Different by Carley Fortune sitting on my bedside table. Haven't read them yet but the summaries sounded the right combo of fluffy and summery to me

Fics Recs:

-Tbh, I haven't read any Klaroline fic in a while and I haven't bookmarked as many as I thought I did on AO3. (SHORTSIGHTED OF ME, AHHHH.) Let me have a think on this and I'll get back to you. Or, if anyone in the KC fandom sees this post and wants to drop a rec or ten in the comments then I'd be grateful.

Anyway, I hope a few things from this list will help cheer you up! *all the hugs*

[kidgetrash]

Monsters and Mana 2 - Save The World, Get The Girl - Chapter One

Character:  Keith Kogane, Pidge Gunderson/Katie Holt, Lance McClain, Hunk Garrett, Shirogane Takashi, Coran, Princess Allura, Matt Holt

Pairings:  Keith/Pidge

Warnings!:  This is going to be one looooonnnggg fic! I think? So far I'm barely into the plot and I have four chapters, so let's see how far we go! I'll add warnings as they come up!

Summary: After many battles, the war is over, and the team have finally got some well-earned downtime! Having noticed that Pidge and Keith had feelings for one another but hadn't yet acted on them, they decide to have Coran run another campaign, this time with the two as betrothed royalty!

A/N: Here you go, guys! This is chapter one of my Monsters and Mana follow up which is basically a fantasy story involving or rather leading up to some Kidge romance!

Also! The title is actually something my brother has as a tattoo!

Chapter One

‘Keith, you’ll love this!’  Pidge bounced up and down beside him, walking down the corridor to where the rest of the team were waiting in a large booth in the garrison rec room.  ‘We all have our own characters and everything!  I’m a tough warrior!  With a huge axe and full plate armour!’

Keith smiled down at her exuberant explanation.  He had been away with the blades when they last played and each of them had mentioned at least in passing how much fun the game was.  ‘Meklevar! Best axe fighter in three lands!’

‘I can’t wait to see you in action, Meklevar.’

‘I can’t wait to see what you choose to play.  Just, not a paladin, okay?  It’s meant to be an escape, not art imitating life.’

‘Who chose to be a…’

‘I want to be a paladin.’  Shiro argued, leaning on the game table and giving Coran a firm look.

‘And like I said, this is a one off adventure and you all have prewritten characters to fit in with the plot.  Here’s your character, master thief.’  He slapped the datapad with the character information on into Shiro’s chest.  ‘This will be a good exercise to get everyone out of their comfort zones and utilise your imagination while you’re at it!  You have to work with what you’ve got in the field and this is no different.’

‘A…thief?’  Shiro looked at the datapad in despair.  This wasn’t what he had been hoping to play.

‘Here you go, Princess, as discussed.’  Coran handed them each a datapad.  ‘Matt should be along in a few doboshes too.’

They each took a seat around the table, Keith and Pidge side by side as they always seemed to be these day and it hadn’t escaped anyones notice.

‘Hey, no peeking!’  Allura pulled her datapad away from Lance who was trying his best to get a look.  ‘This has sensitive information pertinent to me and me alone!’

‘You just got it, how do you know what’s pertinent and what’s not?’  Lance leaned in closer.

‘Coran and I have spoken at length about my character’s background, and if you don’t stop I will move seats!’

‘Fine.’  Lance sat back in his seat, arms folded and pouting.

‘Now, I want you all to go around the table and introduce yourselves.’  Coran began.  ‘Character descriptions are on page two.  Keith?  As a newcomer, why don’t you go first?’  He passed him his datapad.

‘Alright.’  He scrolled hesitantly.  ‘It says I’m Prince Theophilus of Qiomend, Theo for short.  My country is in negotiations to ally with the neighbouring country of Ephbe, who we have a trade deal with but it’s delicate at best.’

‘Hey, how come Keith gets to be the prince?’  Lance argued but a well placed elbow and glare by Allura silenced him.

‘I agree.’  Keith replied.  ‘Lance is much better suited for this kind of role.’

Coran stared at Keith, his left eye twitching.  ‘I have spent a lot of varga making this campaign and you will stick with the characters I have designated.’

‘Just do as he says, Keith.  It can’t be as bad as being a thief.’  Shiro scowled more than he should have, given it was only a game.

‘Princess, if you will?’  Coran asked without taking his eyes off both Shiro and Keith beside one another, evidently unimpressed by their disappointment.

‘I am Mylaerla.  A beautiful, mysterious woman from the exotic tribe of Daquin.’

‘Yes you are.’  Lance grinned at her, which she easily ignored.

‘Shiro?’

Shiro sighed.  ‘My name is Airdan Swifthands, a master thief for hire.  I come from Ephbe and have a reputation for retrieving lost things with the least amount of casualties.’

‘That actually sounds rather heroic for a thief.’  Pidge commented.  ‘More like a bounty hunter or…’

‘A bailiff?’  Hunk suggested.

‘Moving on.’  Coran passed Hunk his pad.

‘Oh, wait, no, I’m a bounty hunter.  Lore Greyarrow.  I come from Snagrore, a mutual enemy of both Ephbe and Qiomend.  Cool.’

‘Lance?’

‘Let’s see what main character sharpshooter gets to play.’  He scrolled with a smug smile on his face, until he reached his background.  ‘What the quiznak is this?’  He waved the pad at Coran.  ‘You have to be kidding me?’

‘Not kidding in the slightest.  You are Billy, Prince Theophilus’ loyal servant.’

Keith burst out laughing as Lance continued to complain.  ‘Oh no, I’m not being his servant!  I don’t even have a last name!  I may as well be a slave!’

‘Not a slave, per se.’  Coran twirled his moustache thoughtfully.  ‘But your family do owe a debt of honour to Prince Theophilus’ family, which is why you’re completely devoted to him.’

‘Remember, this is a good team building exercise.’  Shiro interrupted before the arguing could get any worse.  ‘And the way you’re delaying things we’ll never get to the story.’

‘Well, said, master thief!  Lastly, over to you.’  Coran handed the second to last datapad to Pidge.

‘Okay, I’m Princess Quieta Ambrossia of Ephbe.  I’m the sister of the newly crowned king who wants to make peace with neighbouring Qiomend.  I spend my days…’  she looked up at Coran.  ‘Seriously?’

‘You’re a princess.  Your pastimes include embroidery and dancing.’

Pidge narrowed her eyes at him.  ‘I’ll bring your research to the top of my list if you let me make ten changes.’

Coran stroked his chin thoughtfully.  It was a tempting offer.  He had been wanting to know the results of his research into the correlation between the amount of the Earth beverage coffee related to the number of times he had to expel his waste water and until now he had been held to the longest of waiting lists while so called more important projects got the go ahead.  ‘Two changes.’

‘Eight.’

‘Three.’

‘Five, and I throw in a coffee gift card I got for my last birthday that I haven’t used.’

‘Done!’

They shook hands across the table.  ‘Great.’  Pidge pulled up the rulebook and started making changes.

‘No fair, how come she gets to make changes?’  Lance complained yet again.

‘Because she drives a hard bargain.’  Coran straightened his posture as though he had won some great moral victory before opening his own datapad.  ‘Our story begins in the great hall of the castle of Ephbe kingdom.  You have all been summoned here by King Z’opetes the Just, older brother of Princess Quieta.  Oh, except you, Princess.  You’re not here.’

‘Got it.’  Allura nodded.  ‘Then, where am I?’

‘Not you, Princess, Princess Quieta.’

‘Me?’  Pidge looked up hearing her, in her opinion, stupid character name.

‘Yes, you’re not here.’

‘I’ll just keep doing this then.’  Pidge turned back to her pad and Coran continued.

Masterlist

[drabbles-mc]

20 Questions for Fanfic Writers

thank you for the tag, @spaghettificationandpretzels! 🥰

1) How many works do you have on AO3?: i have 270 on AO3, but i know that that is wildly inaccurate because for a while i wasn't crossposting my tumblr fics on there and i haven't taken the time to rectify that 😂 someday i'll go through and count my fics on here again because i'm overdue for that lmao

2) What's your total AO3 word count?: 1,171,311 the way i'm actually floored by this. i need a moment sksks

3) What fandoms do your write for?: i'll try anything once! 😂 nah but i'd say my big Heavy Hitter fandoms are: Sons of Anarchy, Mayans MC, Narcos & Narcos Mexico, Kingsman, The Bear, Marvel, Top Gun: Maverick, Altered Carbon, Suicide Squad, Outer Banks... although i've written for a smattering of other fandoms when the mood strikes 😌

4) Top 5 fics by kudos: this is so so funny to me because my top fics on AO3 are WILDLYYY different than my top fics on tumblr. but i'll still link 'em!

Stumble (Harry Hary x Eggsy Unwin)- 1495

Lessons in Romantics (Harry Hart x Eggsy Unwin)- 532

Sweater Weather (Harry Hart x Eggsy Unwin)- 344

A Bit Too Much (Harry Hart x Eggsy Unwin)- 281

Just One Week (Horacio Carrillo x F!Reader)- 231

5) Do you respond to comments?: yes! real talk i'm much better about this on ao3 than tumblr just because it's easier on that platform. however now that i can reply from my sideblog here on tumblr i've been trying to stay more on top of replying 🫡

6) What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?: i have multiple fics that end with major character death, so i would say definitely one of those 😂 if anyone is looking to get their heart broken like that, drop me a line and i'll rec them to you lmao. but i know off the top of my head i have multiple No Happy Ending Major Character Death Endings for Narcos and Mayans

7) What's a fic you wrote with the happiest ending?: oooo i know i write a lot of angst but i have a lot of fluff for all of my fandoms too. i think that one of my happiest fics is Just One Week. i feel like that's a generally fluffy fic from top to bottom with the exception of a few moments

8) Do you get hate on fics?: not really! i think it helps that these days i tend to write for smaller fandoms.

9) Do you write smut?: i do! for the longest time i didn't, or i'd try to avoid it like the plague. it's still not my strongest suit or necessarily my preference but i've gotten more comfortable writing it as time has gone on

10) Craziest crossover?: ohhhhh i gotta thank @ashlingiswriting for this one. i wrote a Narcos & Suicide Squad crossover and i think about it every day all the time. i also have some other crossovers in my head that haven't made it onto paper yet. but one day! (fic is called Family Reunion and you can find it HERE)

11) Have you ever had a fic stolen?: not to my knowledge!

12) Have you ever had a fic translated?: no, but i have had people reach out and ask to. i get kinda nervous about other people posting my fics even if it's just a translation so i usually just air on the side of caution. but i do appreciate people having taken the time to ask!

13) Have you ever cowritten a fic before?: not formally, but honestly between my friends in the narcos discord, and chats with @withmyteeth and @garbinge i feel like i sort of have 😂

14) All time favorite ship?: ohhhhh maaaaaaaaaan. i. i don't know. i think i ship so many people with so many people it's hard to have a favorite 😂 i've clocked a serious number of hours thinking/writing about: Harry Hart/Eggsy Unwin, Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes, Bucky Barnes/Natasha Romanoff, Rick Flag/Harley Quinn, Sydney Adamu/Richie Jerimovich.....also lets be so real if i've written an OC pairing i still think about them to this day even if i haven't written for them in a while lmfao

15) What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?: that's quitter talk!!! i don't care how long it's been since i've updated i still fully intend to add onto all of my wips and finish them lol

16) What are your writing strengths?: i think my strength has almost always been dialogue. i think the chronic rewatcher in me really lends itself to that haha

17) What are your writing weaknesses?: smut is not my strong suit. never has been. probably never will be 😂 also just to keep it a buck i feel like i don't have the mental stamina for a lot of research to go into my fics. it's super hit or miss. i'm just here to have a good time and i can't always be bothered to fact-check 😂

18) Thoughts on dialogue in another language?: i've written multiple fics that have dialogue in Spanish! it's fun and a bit of a challenge but i very much enjoy it. i have plans for an OC who also speaks in sign language along with English and Spanish. i think that's going to be more challenging as well but i look forward to it!

19) First fandom you wrote in?: back in my quizilla days (RIP to a legend) i was biiiiiig into writing bandfic. however, i'd say that once i hit got towards the end of middle school and really got into writing fanfic, my first fics were Marvel, followed by Kingsman a handful of years later!

20) Favorite fic you've ever written?: oh man. like trying to pick a favorite child! 😂 i do think that Just One Week is always going to be in my top fic rotation. Protective Detail is up there as well, along with really any of my Kingsman longfics on AO3 🥰

thank you so much for the tag!! i'm leaving this as an open tag to any of the writers who follow me and wanna participate! please feel free to tag me in it so i can read and learn things about you haha 💖

[buckyismybicycle]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💖

thank you for this, babe💖💖 I know I'm late to the party but I couldn't come up with a list LOL. It's so difficult??? to just??? pick something I'm proud of?? My favourite fics are not necessarily my best-written fics, but they all have a special place in my heart for different reasons!

hey now, you're an all star (get your game on, go play)

This was an obvious one, I think anyone who knows me saw this coming. It's just brought me so much... reprieve. relief. cathartic release. It's a combination of two of my loves - fandom and hockey. I never imagined the overlap between those two fandoms would be very big, but it has brought me SO many incredible friends. People that I talk to regularly, people who make me smile with a single comment, people who have supported and encouraged me to keep going when I was afraid to. I just don't have enough words to describe how much those relationships mean to me, seriously. @alavenderleaf @hannahshattuck @rohruh @fsbc-librarian I love you with all my heart.

i'm the furthest thing from heaven, but the closest to home

This was a fic I recently wrote, which started as a 2-3K one shot for @circaclementine, and then suddenly it took over. I wrote this for an All Caps Bingo challenge and was really determined to do it (all Clem's fault), which drove this to nearly 20K (which is really long for ME, okay!). It combined a lot of (A) what I love (wingfic, angels), (B) what I wanted to explore more of (Steve waking up without Buck and (C) challenging myself to find canon-adjacent moments that I could re-write and bring into my story. I took a lot of lines and moments straight from the MCU, which I hoped that made the fic even more "real" for some people and I have to thank Clem for this delightful challenge and all the subsequent support that I needed, lol. Still, I loved every moment.

it's not love

I really loved writing this one because it was one of the first parts of my "Seb Stan Series" ideas. It's a rare pair (1940s Bucky/Lee Bodecker) but in writing this, I felt a bit of a challenge in writing someone that wasn't just Bucky. I explored a lot more about my writing, and honestly I was actually really proud of this one after Maya helped me fall in love with it all over again. It's sweet, sad, and that basically sums me up as a writer.

so don't go (wasting all our feelings)

How could this not be on my list! It was a fic that I basically wrote with my best pals @cable-knit-sweater @mxaether. It was an honour to write with Maya, and I am continuously blown away by what we accomplished. 36K words?! Are you freaking kidding me! And of course, not only was Kam's art fucking mindblowing but the endless support for all of our collective shouting was very much needed. I just can't even tell you how much love is in this fic and how much love came out of it. I'm so proud of us, truly. Love you both so much.

spoil me

It started with SamBuckyTorres (spread your wings) but I wanted to delve more into Bucky/Torres. I thought "oh! It'd be so fun to do an age difference fic" with Daddy Bucky (I'd never written daddy kink before this fic) and I think I just enjoyed unleashing Bucky on Torres. It made writing Dom Bucky easier for me in my later fics, which is really obvious to me looking back now! Thank you Baby Bird/Slut. Sorry Hannah for dragging you down with me. 😘

teach me how to love

This is the fic that got me started in the Bucky/Reader fandom. I was just writing a simple one-shot and the comments/feedback I got were so amazing that I just kept going?! And going, and going, and going. It turned into a 23 chapter monster purely based on the feedback I got and the conversations I was having. It brought me my first batch of fandom friends, and I'm forever thankful for the friends I made, like YOU! Love you, Lana. Thank you for coming on this wild journey with me.🥰🥰