#it's really good 💞 proud of my favorite guy

[lilybug-02]

Happy 2 Year Anniversary to The Chara Timeline ✨

I FINALLY made drawing references for you guys, yippie!✨

It’s wild how long I’ve been working on this comic without reference sheets. I’m never that consistent with my art style, so I figured it was a waste of time 🫥💀😔 this is my first full comic okay…

Thoughts and Feelings About the Comic Below ❤️💖💕💞

Wow. It’s been 2 years??? I thought I would be done with this comic in 2 months! I don’t know whether to feel worried or accomplished!!

(With months between each update, I understand why it’s been 2 years. I’m a slow writer and artist and well- many things have come up in my life that had to come first, like my sisters wedding! 💞 and college 😅)

I want to thank my family and friends (WHO DO NOT READ THIS COMIC- THANK GOD) 💕 AND I want to THANK YOU! The readers! 💐💐

You guys are relentless! I’m as impatient as traffic and yet you guys wait for weeks or months at a time for like 4 pages?! You guys don’t even complain!!! I truly want to thank you all for that ❤️ it helps me so much. Being busy and getting burnt out are common and it helps me feel relaxed that i'm not on a timer. Literally tho- you guys keep this comic chugging I swear. Tysm 💐

Unorganized rambling about the comic ahead :) ⭐️🔥

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My feelings with this comic are actually so complicated. On one hand I hate looking at my older art because GOD IT LOOKS SO OFF I want to stab it, and then on the other hand I am so so proud of myself for even continuing it this far. Ngl the weird route has been one of my favorite parts of this comic. It took me FOREVER to figure out an ending, but damn do I still get chills >:) hehe.

I’m still miffed that I named this project “Deltarune: The Chara Timeline” I could have gone for something so much COOLER. Doesn’t help I use like 7 different titles for it either. We got Deltarune the Chara timeline, Deltarune chara timeline, THE Chara timeline, chara timeline, Ct??? Man,,, I’m crazy. I take after my family so hard. We have 3 names for each of our dogs 💀.

Comic/Animation Tip i have learned. It is VERY GOOD to make the character relatively simple in design. Shape language is also super important, ((but I never really got around to doing that before I was half way through the comic, woops.)) These things can make ur process go by so much faster. This whole comic has been a HUGE learning curve. LIKE OH MY GOD. I had to learn how to draw backgrounds, write dialogue, plan a story, learn how to draw fast and draw noses (which god damn I really still can’t). And I had to learn how the heck to squeeze art into a tiny page and make it not look grainy. It's intense!

Anyways.... this has been such an awesome opportunity! Thanks Toby Fox!

I totally ran out of “art time” for my iPad and wanted to finish this today. So it’s a bit rushed. I’ll add weapons and possibly the other characters later :)

Oh shi- I forgot to add this grainy image of the next few pages lmao

[cha-melodius]

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! Spread the self-love 💞

I still have another one of these you sent me sitting in my inbox, so I guess I'll do one now and save the other one for another time. 😂

Five favorite fics is tough, especially across multiple fandoms, but here's a selection in no particular order!

Body and Soul(mate) (RWRB, 39k, E) AU where you start randomly swapping bodies with your soulmate until you meet and bond, featuring spy!Henry and regular guy!Alex. I think this is some of my best action writing ever.

Please Don't Let Me Be So Understood (RWRB, 20k, E) Alex and Henry are co-workers forced into mandatory conflict resolution therapy, except there's a mix up and they end up in couples therapy instead. Emotionally the most demanding story I've ever written.

Love is a Losing Game (TMFU, 101k, E) Napoleon and Illya are rival chess grandmasters in the 1960s. I still consider this my most fully-developed novel, I'm so proud of this and wish I could get more people to read it lol.

White Knuckles (TMFU, 45k, M) Olympic figure skating AU feat. Napoleon the pairs skater and Illya the mens singles skater. Possibly a surprising choice? But I really love how this one came together and the overarching storyline of it.

The Hardest Cut (Lokius, 13k, T) When choosing my fave lokius fic it was hard to choose between this one and my art thief/CIA agent series What Makes A Good Man, but ultimately the setup and twist in this one is still amongst my faves.

[wimbledon2008]

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! Spread the self-love 💞

@semperama also sent me this ask! thanks for the opportunity to promote myself guys 😘

Have We Met Before? (Tennis RPF, Roger/Rafa)

what can i say, the old man tennis yaoi fucked me up. i had so many ideas i wanted to incorporate into this fic and it all came together kind of exactly how i wanted it to. i love angst and this is probably the saddest fic i've ever written, but the tone was solid and made the love confession hit just as hard as i hoped it would. i always wanted to write an amnesia au, and the trope ended up being perfect for fedal. i've read this one back a lot and every time i'm like damn, i wrote this?? during the busiest months at my job??? who knew she had it in her

Buck Diaz and the Missing Kiss (9-1-1, Buck/Eddie)

maybe not my "best" or most serious work but man, i had a lot of fun with this one. buck's pov is so much more enjoyable to write than eddie's, which is what my other 9-1-1 fics are. i'm a slow writer and typically can't stand a fic by the time i'm done with it, but i had to write this one in a hurry and it turned out even better than i thought i was capable of in such a limited amount of time, so i'm proud of that. it's also got some good jokes and i love playing with all the domestic details that make a slice of life fic feel warm and lived-in <3

Occam's Razor (Tenet, Neil/The Protagonist)

since the protagonist doesn't have a name i decided to write this one in second person, which was a fun challenge. i also thought my solution to nolan's little time loop crucible was clever, if not entirely compatible with the script. i like how sparse this one is, and it's more character-focused than plot- or romance-heavy when compared to most of my other works, so it feels fresh and different

Ten of Cups (Captive Prince, Damen/Laurent)

honestly i'm really proud of all my captive prince fics, but this is the first one i wrote and i still love it. i've always connected with c.s. pacat's writing style and i feel like i'm able to replicate it decently in fic. i've also spent so much time with the source material that damen and laurent's voices and personalities come very easily to me, which makes capri fic a lot of fun to write. all i ever wanted was for someone to give laurent a hug, and i was so glad i was able to give him one here <3

These Three Worn Words (Figure Skating RPF, Tessa/Scott)

this might be cheating because it's technically a collection of standalone works all under one banner but every single one of them slaps tbh. tessa and scott's wicked chemistry and beautiful lifelong heterosexual love was such a rich vein of inspiration that i managed to churn out more fics for them than i have for any other pairing before or since. for whatever reason they were very easy for me to write, and it was great fun putting them in all these different scenarios. i still think about some of the turns of phrase i came up with in these fics. like bitch, who was she? anyway, rpf forever!!!

[irrealisms]

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 💞

tagged by: @erstwhilesparrow

the autopsy garland -- dsmp hunger games au about rpf fandom and the horrors of celebrity. parts of it have aged poorly--it's about, in part, both the fandom and hatedom surrounding cc!dream and the dream smp as a whole, and also unrelatedly it's about sexual abuse, and, uh, it was published before the dream situation let alone any of the ones that came after it, i have no clue what it'd look like if i wrote it now but certainly it would look wildly different--but i'm still so fucking proud of it. the epistolary sections. the bits of canon dialogue. threading the line between "this guy did awful awful things" and "holy shit, the stuff happening to him is not okay to do to anyone"

between the moth and the moon -- lifesteal, a gentle moment between vitalasy & zam. i wrote this one bc i needed zam to tell vitalasy i mourned you. it's a missing scene and it's one i needed and it's gentle and soft and bittersweet and i go reread it whenever i'm sad about them (this is often)

i don't have the heart to match -- mdzs, my Trans Woman Jiang Cheng Manifesto. there is something so special in my heart for yunmeng shuangjie and jc's issues about wei wuxian and Duty and jealousy and. and. man

Your Body Is Not A Word -- tma fic about s4 jonathan sims exchanging sex for statements. it's about sexual trauma and it's about starving and it's about being both victim and monster and it's about not really being able to believe in the dialectic there and it's about making choices that hurt yourself because you don't having any good options left and not-doing-anything hurts too.

whatever a moon has always meant -- indis/míriel silmarillion fic which is nominally about LaCE and in practice about Catholic sexual ethics & the Catholic outlook more broadly. it's also about grief and doubt and a lot of other things but it's very very Catholic and struggling with that Catholicism. it gets kind of ... pretentious? overwrought in a very teenage fashion? at times, but the core of it is very important to me. considered doing one of my númenor or maedhros fics here instead, there's some good stuff there as well, but. idk. this one's got a soft spot in my heart and it's less Relentlessly Fucking Depressing lol

tagging: @consumptive-sphinx , @blocksgame , @honeyblockm , @peninkwrites , @crimeboys

[verbenaa]

BG3 TAG GAME ✨⚔️

thank you so much to my wonderful and talented friend @khywren for tagging me in this 💖💞! I had so much fun doing this, even if it took me like three days to get to 😅

Favorite romance: in my Astarion era 💅 but in all seriousness, Astarion's character arc is very important to me in a variety of ways and has been a very cathartic to experience as someone who was lucky enough to escape an abusive relationship in my past.

Favorite class to play: I love bards because of the versatility! But on my next run I'm going to do a druid 🍃

Favorite NPC: This is soooo tough because I think there is so many amazing characters in this game, but I really like all the wild shit that Raphael AND Gortash have going on. There's a lot to dig into with both of those guys, they're so fucked lol

Favorite song off the soundtrack: ooooh this is so hard, there's so many good ones but I really love 'I Want To Live', both versions! Also props to Raphael's Final Act for obvious reasons.

Tell us a little about your Tav: Rin is my chaotic sword bard baby who isn't actually that great a being a bard and better instead with stabbing things (we love a relatable queen?). She's a little flippant, a little silly, sometimes clever, and lives in my head rent free.

Something you wish was in the game: I am echoing many other people when I say that I wish there was more content for Wyll. I think it's such a crime that he was deprived of a full character arc! I am also endlessly frustrated that he is not given an option to decide for himself (like Shadowheart was) regarding whether to break his pact with Mizora. I spent a full 30 minutes in debate with my husband over this choice in my first run and was so frustrated with this fact and honestly either decision feels like a raw deal.

Do you create fanworks? Share something with us: I do! I am currently busy writing Astarion/Tav and Astarion/Reader fanfiction. to eden is my current baby, and one I've poured a lot of time into and that I'm proud of. I'll also never stop being proud of my very first fic air so deep and sweet, as I really leapt off the ledge and dove headfirst into something I was so deeply insecure about but ended up paying off in the end and has literally changed my life in regards to how I now see myself 💖

no pressure tags: @elinorbard @ladyduellist and @xxnashiraxx if you want to join in, no worries if not 💞!

[everythingbap]

Bang Yongguk Reddit AMA Part 2

A/N: translations may have inaccuracies.

BABY: 오빠생일날 직접 못 봐서 아쉬워여 ㅠ 오빠 생일날 음감회 있는데 혹시 다른 스케줄 있어요? It's a shame I can't see you in person on your birthday TT Do you have another schedule on your birthday?

BYG: live 할까? Shall I do a live?

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BABY: Hi Yongguk

First I wanna thank you for coming to Europe last year, the tour was great I had so much fun and as expected you were great and did amazing.  Will you include Europe in this tour again this year? Also Im going to Korea in May what is something I should definetly do while there?  Hope to see you soon. Thank you and Im proud of you 😊❤

BYG: 서울 말고 좋은 도시들이 한국에는 참 많아요. 한번 찾아보세요. There are a lot of good cities in Korea outside of Seoul. Try going there for once.

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BABY: Hi Yongguk, I'm Stephanie from Venezuela. I really wish you would come to latinoamerica, many fans are waiting for you. I can't wait to hear your new album, I love you 💞 and wish you all the success for this comeback 🤗.

BYG: 만나길 기원해요. I hope to meet you.

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BABY: read any good books lately? or do you have a favorite book to recommend?

any good wine recommendations? to sip while reading of course ;)

would you consider yourself a minimalist, maximalist, or somewhere in between?

thank you for your time & i hope you always have happy days 💐

BYG: 근래 나는 미니멀리스트로 오랜 시간 살고 있는 것 같아요. Recently, I think I've been living as a minimalist for a while.

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BABY: Did you film your new album videos in France?

BYG:

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BABY: Hi Yongguk! Thank you for the AMA and I hope you’re well! Congratulations on your upcoming US tour dates and new album release!

What’s your favourite part of the album making process? Is there a song you’re most excited for us to hear on your new album? 🥰 All the best!

BYG: 모든 트랙에 특별한 시각영상을 만들 수 있어서 행복했어. 나에겐 모든 곡들이 의미가 있기 때문에. 차별하고 싶지 않았어요. I was happy to make a special visual for every track. Because every track means something to me. I didn't want to discriminate.

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BABY: Hello!!

thank you for doing this AMA, I am especially a big fan of the song Damage by Just B that you produced!

Do you tie your left shoelaces first or your right?

BYG:

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BABY: 방용국 씨, 안녕하세요? 저는 2013년부터 B.A.P 팬이에요. 방용국의 'Colors of Bang Yongguk' 투어에 갔어요. 정말 멋있었어요. 앞으로도 계속 응원하겠어요. Bang Yongguk-ssi, hello? I've been a B.A.P fan since 2013. I went to you tour 'Colors of Bang Yongguk'. You were really cool. I'll keep supporting you in the future.

다음은 제 드리는 질문이에요: Next are my questions:

하루 중 가장 좋아하는 시간은 언제인가요? What is your favorite time of day?

어떤 와인을 추천해 주시겠어요? What kind of wine would you recommend?

왜 생일에 '3' 앨범을 발매하기로 결정했어요? Why did you decide to release your album '3' on your birthday?

방용국 씨의 노고에 감사드립니다. Thank you for your hard work, Bang Yongguk.

한국어를 이제 겨우 3년차라서 실수해서 죄송합니다. I've only been learning Korean for 3 years, so I'm sorry for any mistakes.

BYG: 새벽은 내가 가장 좋아하는 시간이고, 피노누아는 나의 첫번째 선택입니다. 3월에 가장 특별한 날에 내 앨범을 발표하고 싶었습니다. Dawn is my favorite time of day, and Pinot Noir is my first choice. I wanted to release my album on the most special day in March.

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BABY: I love your new hair. What colour next?

BYG: 염색은 이제 그만해야지. I'll stop dyeing my hair now.

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BABY: 그리고 그리고 2024년에 인스타 라이브가 가능할까요ㅋㅋ방용국의 눕방 멈청 그리워요ㅋㅋㅋ And and is it possible to do an Insta live in 2024 hehe I miss Bang Yongguk's lying-down-cast so much hehehe

BYG: 유튜브 라이브는 어때? How about a YouTube live?

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BABY: what’s your favorite type of cat breed 🐈

BYG:

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BYG: 오늘 AMA 함께 해주셔서 감사합니다. 너무 웃기고 즐거웠어요. 새로운 미국 투어가 시작되는데 정말 기대하고 있어요. 열심히 준비했으니까 곧 만날수 있길 바래요. 오늘 너무 감사했습니다.

Thank you for being with us with the AMA! The questions were funny and fun! I'm really looking forward to the US tour. I prepared hard for it so I'll see you guys soon! Thank you again for today!

[valdrinors-writing]

💞 for gwen?

send me 💞 + an oc and ill tell you my top five favorite dynamics of theirs!

1. Gwen & Mack - The best siblings! I enjoy writing their dynamic, especially considering how they've really only been siblings for about 2 years. They're both incredibly close and are willing to do anything for each other - even though Gwen has a habit of teasing Mack 2. Gwen & Dax - Dax was the first guy that Gwen had a crush on - mostly because she'd been homeschooled and never really been introduced to other people - and even though he's a major dork who's sometimes loud & annoying, Gwen adores him and he adores her in return 3. Gwen & Rose - Gwen and Rose started out hating each other - Gwen thought Rose was too stuffy and proud, while Rose thought Gwen was too immature and reckless. They eventually got back on the right foot, but it took... A while, at least one possession and Rose and Mack getting together for Gwen to finally relent lol 4. Gwen & Spencer - Spencer was her father figure for 18 years, and even when Mack was brought into the picture, he made sure to spend time with her. Spencer doesn't always understand Lady Gwen's 'eccentricities' but he tries his best to help her, as well as to cheer her up when she's down. He even taught her how to bake! She's not good at it, but... 5. Gwen & Andrew - Daddy issues is a minor understatement. Andrew was rarely in Gwen's life when she was a kid, and after he created Mack, their already rocky relationship became even more strained. She eventually goes no contact post series, and when she and Dax get married, she takes his surname and basically erases herself from the Hartford line. It's only when she fears that Hartford could be taking advantage of another android that she re-asserts herself, going to Buzzblast to protect J-Borg from any potential threats

[magicaldreamfox1]

tagged by @lu-sn thank u 💞

Rules: Go to your published works on AO3 and list the first fic you ever published there, the last fic you published, any fic that you wrote for a fandom/ship only once, your favorite fic you wrote in the fandom/ship that has the most works, the fic you wish more people read, the fic you agonized over the most, the fic that sprang fully formed from your mind without any effort, and a work you are proud of — for whatever reason.

first fic you ever published: Keys

akgjsk ah my beloved beginnings 🫶 beyond evil so good it made me post fic. iconic

last fic you published: salvation in your hands

im thinking chapters don't count so actually it was this one! i love this fic it turned out so good

any fic that you wrote for a fandom/ship only once: backstage

YET !!!!! YET !!!!!!!!! my first venture into bad buddy. but by god it will not be the last. i have many thing to say abt wai and they WILL be said. thank u for ur time

favorite fic you wrote in the fandom/ship that has the most works: i know what you desire (you're such a bad, bad liar)

it's still ongoing I KNOW but LISTEN i'm OBSESSED with this fic. u can pry it from my cold dead hands. every chapter i die one thousand deaths and every chapter i swing my legs back and forth and giggle i have SO MUCH fun !!!!!!

fic you wish more people read: salvation in your hands

like i know the venn diagram between people who like vegaspete and people who listened to the magnus archives contains like three people who have all read this fic already but man. MAN. there's a guide u guys. it's worth it i prommy. this fic is really good !!! im very proud of how it turned out !

fic you agonized over the most: Keys

no matter how much i agonise these days no amount of agonising will ever come close to the agonising i did back in the day on those first like three fics. i edited them 50 times. every time i opened them i died 32 ego deaths. i was recorded to have said it's so over 547 times. i just really hated my own writing but ever since then i have learned and grown a lot and even if i still agonise now it's merely situational. i like my writing now <3

fic that sprang fully formed from your mind without any effort: alone

both of my tgg fics were just me having fun i didn't really think abt them. in fact i only posted them as a therapeutic exercise

a work you are proud of: i know what you desire (you're such a bad, bad liar)

i think i say this all the time but. i'm so so proud of this fic not only bc of how far we've already come but also how good it's turning out despite the fact that when i first came up with it i was convinced it would never be written bc i thought i could not pull it off. but i tried and i've gotten so much better at writing since that first chapter and people enjoy my story — enough to wait for me and my updates — and im so so thankful and so so happy that we can all enjoy my silly little story together wahhhh 🥹🥹🥹

tagginggg @disaster-j @toppingjeffsatur and @onstoryladders if u wanna !

[pretzelpizzapuppy]

Silly doodle of the peepaw for @sonic-oc-showdown ! plus the oc questions thing under the read more :3

Name: Ignatius

Species: Domestic Cat

Home: He travels wherever the wind takes him!

✨ How did you come up with the OC’s name?

I think I just looked up like, old people names LOL I don’t remember for sure tho.

🧑‍�� How old are they?

He’s in his 60s!

💞 Do they have any love interests?

Ehh not anyone specifically! Might make him a husband eventually.

🥞 What is their favorite food?

Hmmm... Probably belgian waffles with far too many toppings.

💼 What do they do for a living?

He’s a freelance detective! Sort of. He’s supposed to be retired but it’s hard to keep him in place.

🏐 Do they have any hobbies?

He loves anything to do with puzzles! Puzzle games, actual puzzles, escape rooms, murder mystery media... He also enjoys beach sports like volleyball but it’s a bit hard on his body now. He also likes to bake and mix drinks. He’s a jack of all trades honestly, he’s quite restless.

🎯 What do they do best?

Solving mysteries of course! He’s also a pretty darn good cook, if you’ll allow him to toot his own horn.

🥊 What do they love? What do they hate?

His one true love is puzzles, if it’s not clear enough yet! He also loves the beach and relaxing in the sun! He dislikes dreary weather, feels it makes him far too serious and stern! He’s also not one for stuffy museums, he’d much rather be learning from communities themselves! He’s a very knowledge focused guy but enjoys the experience of learning from enthusiastic people rather than textbooks. He really enjoys watching older shows too! MASH and ST:TOS being among his favorites. Imagine those in the Sonic universe however you please LOL

📸 What is one of your OC’s best memories?

Hmm... really, he savors the feeling of helping people! Each and every person he’s helped is slotted into his brain like a polaroid!

✂️ What is one of your OC’s worst memories?

Yeesh, he’s too old to dwell on these things! If he kept track of every failed case and the homophobia and ableism he’s had tossed his way in life he’d have no time for the things he enjoys!

🏚️ Is their current design their first one?

Sure is! I tend to stick with designs once I make them. Little changes may happen here and there to make them easier for me to draw but typically, my designs stay the same! His fur pattern might be choppy or smooth depending on the amount of time I want to put into drawing it though LOL

🧠 What originally inspired this OC?

Sara was drawing Sonic OCs and I hadn’t ever really put the time into making one. So I sat down, grabbed a pelt pattern I liked, and took a LOT from Benoit Blanc from Knives Out. Someone in the tags of his poll said he’s got Columbo energy but I haven’t actually watched it so I can’t say for sure whether he carries those traits or not. My favorite color is purple so it tends to sneak into my designs. I made him about a month before the Sonic Murder Mystery game hilariously enough.

🎬 What genre do they belong in?

Mystery of course! Maybe comedy/mystery?

🏳️‍🌈 What is your OC’s gender identity and sexuality?

Gay for sure, trans maybe? I haven’t decided for sure and I don’t think he’s the type to really care too much for labels for himself. He uses He/Him mostly but won’t go out of his way to correct people.

👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 How many siblings does your OC have?

I haven’t really thought about it honestly. I’ll probably give him a sister. Feels right.

🧑‍🍼 What is the OC’s relations w/their parents like?

Not great. He was outed in his late teens and they. Did not react well. He already had a rough time from his undiagnosed autism and it never really got better. He’d liked to have improved things with them but he just... never really got around to it.

💜 What do you like most about the OC?

I just think he’s a silly guy :) I am pretty happy with his design too! I’m quite proud of how my skills have improved in that aspect.

🖍️ How often do you draw/write about the OC?

This is honestly the most I’ve done since making him LOL I work a full time job and my brain is more focused on Warriors atm tbh

🔪 Do you ever see yourself killing off the OC?

Oh absolutely not. I’m the type of guy who makes ocs for fun and to push them together like dolls! Maybe if I made him as a teen things would be different.

💀 Does your OC have any phobias?

Sort of? He’s got a lot of mental things going on about germs. Washes his hands a LOT and is very aware of just how much others don’t. Maybe snakes too since he’s a cat.

❤️‍🔥 Who is your OC’s arch-nemesis or rival?

His own mind if truly his greatest enemy tbh. Turns out that constantly being on alert for clues can make you a little paranoid.

⏱️ How long have you had the OC?

According to discord, since January 17th, 2023!

[dohmalore]

3, 8, 16, 19, 35, 36, 40 for the pokémon asks (your sideblog's ask box doesn't seem to be open)

(Oh damn my bad. I didnt know you had to manually open the ask box dudbudbudbudvrjdv)(also didnt see this until just now,,,)

3 what's one pokémon you would really like to have as a partner?

Definitely a Lurantis...she is so big and pink and her raptorial forelimbs are so poggers...

8 what's one pokémon you like that people wouldn't expect?

I don't know how to answer this. I like a lot of pokemon that I think most people don't care for but I don't think anyone who knows me personally is surprised by the kinds of mons I like. I love bugs and weird little lizard guys!! And even pokemon I would never want to own I still like a lot!!

Like I really don't care for eevee. But I will still absolutely pet every single one I see in public.

Idk maybe Alolan Muk? I love those guys(COLORS!! TEETH!!!) but ppl might be surprised about it because I love smooching pokemon more than anything but they are not smoochable at all :(

16 what habit does one of your pokémon have that's unusual for its species?

My magmar is very sociable for a magmar. They're such a reclusive species that people don't think they're native to hoenn! They just don't show up on the free-catching routes very often! I'm pretty sure she only wandered down the mountain because of a minor eruption/lava flow.

And she was kinda runty as a magby so it was easy to ride the flow down but she had no way of getting back up. I'm told she started a minor forest fire(trying to stave off hypothermia) and thats how she ended up at the rescue in the first place.

19 what thing did/does your pokémon have the hardest time learning?

That my food is MINE. I don't share off my plate! No matter how cutely they stare at me the entire time I'm eating! It's not my fault you swallowed all your fish sticks whole in 2.4 seconds! Eat your salad!

Also been trying to teach magmar how to use a game controller for years. She has thumbs and isnt dumb. She knows how to use the oven. I just think she isn't into gaming 😔

Treecko has thumbs but he is also dumb as hell(i'm told he'll be smarter when he evolves, sceptile is like right on the cusp of dragon typing). He tries to eat the cursor on my computer. I have to keep the bathroom door shut because he will try to fight his reflection and/or drink out of the toilet if he gets in there.

But also he's a domestic treecko so he's been bred specifically for battling and he's really good at battle cues! I'm not much of a battler(I'll do friendly matches with kids, or against rowdy mons on our hikes) but I might get more into it just because he likes it so much.

35 how do you like to spend time with your pokémon?

We just chill mostly. If it's not too hot out I will take them hiking out in the woods/go to the shops with them.

36 name something about your partner pokémon that makes you really proud of them!

Always proud of them when they poop in the litter box/outside instead of leaving me stink surprises in the middle of the floor for me to step on in the dark.

40 what kind of pokémon (can be but doesn't have to be type!) are your favorite? why do you like them so much?

I like weird little lizard guys. And big lizard guys. They are so cute. I love the big ole eyes and the scales and their little hands & claws & teef & the way they stare at stuff & hunt & eat & ❤😍💞💞💖💕😍❤. Cute creatures!!! And also generally very clean and residue/odor free which I value a lot as an autistic person.

[miles-of-heart]

💫what is your favorite kind of comment/feedback?

💞what's the most important part of a story for you? the plot, the characters, the worldbuilding, the technical stuff (grammar etc), the figurative language

💞 Most important part of a story:

Evoking emotions in the reader, for sure. (Which likely explains the frequent appearance of "angst with a happy ending" tags in my works lol). Dialogue is the most fun part to write for me, so that's often where i tend to really dig into the feels. For me, all of the others parts of story building/writing are really just there as set up for the feels.

💫 Favorite comments/feedback:

This ask was a great excuse to look back through old comments again - a great serotonin boost for the day 🥰 (I included a few of my favorites as examples because it made me smile.)

A few things really stand out for me here. The first is comments that make it evident I was successful in provoking the emotions I was aiming for in the reader - whether that's angst, laughter, triumph, whatever. ("THIS ENTIRE CHAPTER I HAVE LAUGHING TEARS IN MY EYES OH MY GOD??? CANGSE IS AN ABSOLUTE SAVAGE THE ENDING TOO FUCK :crying_emoji:" or "'For him, Lan Wangji would attempt the impossible.' ooooooohhhhhhh :o")

Another is when a reader recognizes my creativity, originality, or thoughtfulness. Usually it's something I was privately very proud of thinking of, so the validation that someone else sees it too is wonderful. ("this is so fucking genius!" or "This is one of the best LWJ introspective segments I have ever seen of the umbrella encounter from the CQL. It really helps to put additional perspective into what might have been going through his head")

Along these lines, I also love to see when readers came to the fic for the same reasons I wrote it - I love that feeling of connection with the reader. ("WOMEN ARE COOL! MOMS KICK ASS!!!!!! CANNOT WAIT FOR MORE WOMEN AND MOMS KICKING ASS!!" or "qin su having agency!!! sexy jiang cheng being sexy and mysterious!!")

Comments that people appreciate my characterization also feel really good. They help bolster against the occasional more critical comments. ("mr wei changze sir what a guy. he drank his respect women juice and bloomed" or "The dialogue is so good in this chapter. LWJ's speech in particular is quite hard to write well. I was really impressed with how well you wrote it.")

[wave2tyun]

welcome bacck ^3^

i'm glad that you're healing, and i believe greatly that you deserve it. you worked so hard getting out fics and even just responding to asks, and i'm so glad that the world is treating you the way you deserve. even if your life isn't the best, or there's still struggles, we're so proud of you.

i have to ask because i couldn't find any reblogs of the work, (T0T) but do you still have the cooking club student!yn x chef(?)!taehyun? i'm not sure how explain it, but i remember the tenderness and affection between the two and it was forever something i looked back on. even now, i look back on it. but i saw a reblog of your masterlist and only game over + rain and vanilla lattes were there so i was so sad T0T your works have helped me so much, so even reading the reblogs of those two helped

but the fic 'm talking about ended in the two drinking and taehyun kissing yn while tasting the cherry wine on her tongue? i hope that's a good enough explanation for you to know what i'm talking about 😭

i just woke up not that long ago and you're genuinely making me tear up oml thank you so so much, i wish i could give you a hug :(((((((💖💓💓💖💞💖💘 i was a bit nervous to come back on here, but i've realised it's a decision that i really shouldn't regret. even if the healing process isn't linear, i know it's all gonna be okay in the end, especially after getting stronger and being with you guys by my side☹️💞 thank you from the bottom of my heart!!!🫂🫂🩷🩷🩷

OMG "cherry wine" yes i still do have the fic!!! it's one of my all time favorites that i've written (every day i'm yearning for an encounter like that) and hearing you talk about it with so much adoration makes my heart feel so warm!!!😭😭🩷 i'm pretty sure i still have all my fics saved, the only thing i might be missing from them is probably the summaries but the story themselves + the pics are all on my laptop :0 the only exceptions might be the 2 timestamp posts that i wrote for kai's and gyu's bdays, because i think i wrote those directly on tumblr :( if there's anything else you'd like to see again please feel free to send another ask, i'll probably work on a masterlist soon :D<3 i'm so glad to hear my works have been able to help you, it reminds me again why i started to love writing in the first place, and it motivates me to not give up and try again :(💞💞

[zepskies]

Hello, my friend!! So excited to read your thoughts on Part 7!! 🥳💕

Oh yeah, we're straight in with the food innuendo. 😂 But I'm so glad that you agree it set the tone! That's exactly what I was aiming for.

There were multiple reasons why she didn't invite him over your house, and you hit the nail on the head lmao. I don't think they would've been able to get it on quite as vivaciously if they knew grandad was right upstairs. 😂

But I’m also glad that Dean was quite blasé about it really, he showed that it wasn’t a big deal for him that she lives with him. I feel not all potential romantic partners would be quite so understanding. And actually, it just goes on deans growing tick list of things he loves about the reader. Double win!

I was hoping someone would make this point, because that's exactly what was on my mind with that part as well. I think Dean's a very mature guy where it matters, especially when it comes to "taking care of your people."

When he told her the story of his mum and the apple pie my heart just hurt for him. Poor boy. It’s so lovely to see him keeping opening up to her though.

Yeah, he almost thought better of saying it, but her being a good listener got it out of him. 😘

I like how you incorporated johns canon obsession here slightly differently. But still dragging his boys through it. I think Sam’s concerns are completely valid but i do look forward to seeing how that whole side of the story pans out. It’s got to be different this time right?

Yes! I've been very conscious of this and how John's obsession ties into the larger narrative with Azazel. It will be similar but different in many ways going forward.

Hmm I do love all the soft touches and build up as they were baking. Kisses to the neck and then when he licked her fingers. It’s clear there’s only one way this is going! I’m all here for it though

It's all about the buildup lol. 😏 (One of many perks indeed!)

I loved this paragraph because I could totally relate. We would all ogle if we had the chance, let’s face it 😂 and I can totally see deans proud smirk at you doing it too haha.

Oh absolutely, that smug MF'er knows he's good looking. 😂

But he stops and checks. That bit really surprised me but I thought it was a great addition! It really shows how serious he is about this relationship.

He's caught feelings fr fr! And he doesn't wanna mess it up. He is serious, even though it's still in that new/scary/exciting phase. ❤️

And then we get to the smut! I know you say you find smut harder to write but girl, you did an amazing job with this 🔥🥵🥵 you did not disappoint in the slightest. The start when she was shocked he even wanted to do that for her and to his cheeky comment “Oh, I’m about to earn it.” His eyes found yours. “You know what my real favorite pie flavor is?” SO. DAMN. HOT.

LOLLL thank you, my love! I really did work extra hard on this whole scene, so I'm very glad that paid off and you enjoyed it lol. And I had to do a "cherry pie" reference. You already know Warrant is on his iTunes playlist. 😂😂

And what impressed me even more is you managed to get in the protection talk/check which is very important but it didn’t take anything away from the smut. Great job!

Thank you!! I appreciate you saying that because I feel like it's a reality most people don't include (it's fanfic to be fair), but I tried to incorporate it in a way that was still sexy. 😘

And after all that there’s going to be some very burnt cake. I think it’s worth it though 😏

I think we'd all let that cake burn to a crisp, let's be honest. 😂 I'm so glad this chapter didn't disappoint, hun!! Thank you so much for your lovely comments, as always. 💞💞

Smoke Eater - Part 7

Pairing: Firefighter!Dean Winchester x F. Reader 

Summary: Dean Winchester is the cocky, but well-respected Lieutenant at Firehouse 25. He leads by example, but he’s also known to break a few hearts. He’s starting to crave something he’s never had, though. Something stable. Something real. 

That’s when he meets you, on a truly terrible day, trapped in a rickety old elevator.   

🔥Series Masterlist

AN: So I don't know why it takes me exactly seven chapters to get to the smut, but so far that's three different series where that's happened. 😂 (Never Say Goodbye, Break Me Down, and now Smoke Eater. Go figure! 🤷🏽‍♀️)

Word Count: 6,200 Tags/Warnings: 18+ only! For smutty smut and baking shenanigans, tinge of angst.

Part 7: “Cherry Pie & Lemon Drizzle”

You liked Dean’s apartment. It was on the second floor out of three, and a modest, clean, comfortable space.

Though overall it felt very “dude bro” in décor. You supposed that made sense, considering it was just Sam and Dean living here.

And while you still hadn’t met Sam (he was working late tonight), it gave you a chance to do something you’d been very much looking forward to doing with Dean… 

“Not for nothin’, this is probably one in three of the best things I’ve ever put in my mouth,” said Dean.

True to his word, his mouth was full. You giggled as a flake of pasta spewed from his mouth.

“Oh really? Makes me curious about the other two,” you said mischievously. And you handed him a napkin to blot his face.

You sat across from him in the small dining room adjacent to the kitchen. The table itself was barely big enough to fit in the space, feeling more like a nook than a room, but it sat three people. That was usually enough for Sam and Dean, and occasionally Eileen when she came over.

Dean chuckled, his brows dancing. “Oh, I’m sure you’ll find out.”

Your face warmed at that, despite your amusement. You had made dinner, for which Dean had been more than enthusiastic.

“You mean I get an actual chef making me food? Sign me the hell up,” he’d teased.

Never mind that you weren’t an actual chef. You had focused on patisserie in culinary school. He didn’t seem to mind though, as he’d devoured two servings of salmon and fettucine alfredo, even down to the steamed broccoli. You had to admit, it warmed you inside to see him enjoy your food.

You’d promised to cook for him last week, and he hadn’t let it go until both your schedules opened up enough for you to come over.

He now hummed in satisfaction as he finished off the last bite on his plate and wiped his mouth with the napkin.

“Thanks for this, sweetheart. I needa have you around here more often,” he said, tossing you a grin.

You smiled back. “It’s my pleasure.”

It wasn’t the first time Dean had invited you over to his apartment, but for the life of you, you didn’t know why it had taken you so long to accept.

…Well, okay, you did know why. You were reluctant to leave your grandfather alone, potentially all night. But George had been adamant about you going out for as long as you wanted, on the promise that he’d check in every few hours until he went to bed.

“Okay, ready for dessert?” you asked.

“Uh, yeah,” Dean said. He still thought about those cookies you brought to the firehouse, almost a month ago already.

Damn, has it really been that long? he thought as he helped you collect the dishes from dinner. He followed you into the kitchen, where you already knew the lay of his land.

Sam couldn’t cook for shit, so it usually fell on Dean to be the figure of culinary expertise. But he had no problem making way for you, especially if you were going to look over your shoulder and wink at him like that.

“Good, because you’re going to help me,” you informed him.

Dean’s smile grew. “All right…what did you have in mind?”

While he started on the dishes in the sink, you hauled out even more ingredients from a big grocery bag you’d brought and stored in the refrigerator. He watched you out of the corner of his eye and spotted lemons, among other things.

“Lemon drizzle cake,” you replied. “One of my grandma’s recipes. I just need a mixing bowl and a cake tin.”

“Good, because we’re not very Betty Crocker in this place. Let’s just say my kitchen tools are limited,” he said, raising a brow at you. “You know, if you wanted to bake, I’m sure you’ve got all the proper bells and whistles at your house. We could’ve done this over there.”

You paused to consider the question he wasn’t quite asking, because he had a point. You could’ve invited him over your house instead. You joined him near the sink and leaned against the counter, tapping your nails on the tile surface.

“Well, as you know, I live with my grandpa,” you said.

“Good ol’ George,” Dean grinned. “That guy’s hilarious. Like the fourth Stooge.”

He particularly liked the story you’d told him about the time George had bought you your first makeup palette when you turned fifteen, but hadn’t told you it was face paint…the kind that clowns used.

“And I’d love for you two to get to know each other better. Don’t get me wrong. But barring the fact that we probably wouldn’t have much…privacy,” you pointed out with a subtle smile, trying to ignore Dean’s resulting smirk. Never mind that you two hadn’t needed “privacy” just yet.

“I guess I’m just not used to inviting people over. I’ve been trying to limit the exposure to germs in the house,” you admitted. At Dean’s quizzical look, you had to explain.

“My grandfather had cancer last year,” you said. “He had surgery to remove the mass, and did well, considering his age. He’s in remission now…but I’m still looking after him.”

You’d gone with him to see his primary doctor a couple of weeks ago for that persistent cough. While the doctor seemed to think it was George’s asthma acting up, you’d still scheduled an appointment with his oncologist.

And while your thoughts led you down an all-too familiar path, Dean processed this with a nod of his head. He shut off the sink. After drying his hands, he looked over at you and brushed your cheek with his thumb.

“I’m glad he’s doing better now,” he said. His brows furrowed. “And your grandma passed just a few years before that?”

You nodded, letting out a deep breath. “Yeah. It’s been a long few years.”

So, Dean took an inventory in his mind as he rested a comforting hand on your back. You took care of your family. You could cook. You were beautiful. And still, you kicked ass at your job and seemed to have the rest of your shit together.

He had to admit. The more he learned about you, the more he liked you.

“Anyway,” you shook your head with a smile. “Sorry. Ready to bake?”

Dean’s lips quirked as he followed you to the other side of the kitchen. He stepped behind you and letting his hands fall to your waist. His lips skimmed the side of your head, pressing a kiss there.

“Okay, Rachael Ray,” he teased. “Teach me your ways.”

You were trying to measure out some sugar in the bowl first, but you giggled with a warm blush as he kissed his way down your neck.

“Are you actually going to help, or are you just going to distract me?” you volleyed back.

Dean hummed against the crook of your neck. “Can’t I do both?”

You picked up and egg and raised it level with his face.

“Hmm, should I try cracking this against your forehead?” you pondered.

His teeth playfully nipped your skin in retaliation, making you flinch with a yelp. The egg actually cracked in your hand.

“Shit,” you laughed, and you quickly dropped as much of it in the bowl as possible. But getting fractals of the shell in the bowl disturbed your anal sense of meticulousness. When it came to cracking eggs, you typically had nothing if not precision.

You shot Dean an accusatory look over your shoulder. He just grinned back at you.

“Am I helping yet?” he joked.

You chuckled dryly in response. “Just you wait.”

A few more minutes and “helpful” distractions from Dean later, you successfully had a cake batter in the bowl. You were hand mixing up a storm and sorely missing your Kitchen Aid mixer. Dean was right though; his cupboards had little more than one cake pan, one mixing bowl, and one wooden spoon.

At home, you had a modest collection of cookware and bakeware that rivaled Williams & Sonoma. Though that had been a gift from your grandparents, when you graduated from culinary school. (Your grandma had picked them out before she passed.)

“What’s your favorite dessert?” you asked Dean. You were pretending not to catch him sampling the batter with a finger while you buttered the cake tin.

“Ever?” he asked, rubbing a licked finger on his jeans.

“Yeah. Number one top favorite.”

“Hmm,” he contemplated with a cross of his arms. “Pie, I guess.”

You smirked. That explained his little man-child display a few weeks ago, when you’d tried to share his blueberry pie on your second date.

“What flavor?” you asked.

“I dunno. I’m not real picky,” he said.

“Come on. Everyone has a favorite flavor,” you reasoned. “I’m more of a cake girl myself, but even I love a blueberry pie.”

Dean eyed your teasing grin with a growing smirk of his own. He remembered that day in your office just as well as you.

“Okay, fine. Apple, I guess,” he replied. You gave him a mocking look.

“Really, the most basic of them all?” You tsked at him, shaking your head. “What happened to Mr. Rocky Road?”

Dean chuckled, but he leaned against the counter next to you. Instead of giving it to you right back, as usual, he looked more thoughtful. A gentler look grew on his face. It caught your attention.

“You know, one of my earliest memories…” He looked up at you then, more self-deprecating.

You realized he was about to admit to something, maybe embarrassing, or maybe just vulnerable. Your smile softened too as you paused in what you were doing.

“You can’t leave me hanging on that one,” you said. And you drew closer with a hand soothing up his arm.

He glanced over at you. “I remember being…four, probably. My mom made pies during Christmastime. Cherry, pecan, whatever. But my favorite was her apple pie. I still remember it, because I haven’t had a pie since that tasted like that one.”

Your heart clenched, but your insides also warmed. Not just at the story of his mother, but the way Dean told it, his voice softer, steady, and deep. It told you a lot about him without him having to explain; just like you, he knew what loss was.

You curled your hands around his bicep and pressed a kiss to his shoulder. Then your gaze drew back up to his.

“Have you talked to your dad since the last time?” you asked, a bit cautiously. “About his investigation of the fire?”

Dean sighed deep through his nose. “No.”

But despite his father’s warning, he had spoken to Sam.

“It’s different this time, Sam. The brand marks are the same,” Dean argued with his brother, this time in the living room. He sat on the couch while Sam stood, trying to process everything Dean had just told him about Mary’s potential murder.

“You saw the pictures yourself?” Sam asked.

Dean frowned. “No, but Dad—”

“Dean,” Sam cut him off as he gripped at his temples in frustration. “This is what he does. He sees evidence where he wants to see evidence. I’ve been down this road with him too, you know.”

“Yeah, I know,” Dean gritted out. John had roped Sam into helping him a few times, using his ADA status to look into different leads that ultimately hadn’t panned out.

“They always look like connections to him, but they never end up being anything more than his obsession,” Sam said.

He was firm, and Dean understood why, but his gut was telling him that it was different this time…

Still, he had no choice but to let it go. For now.

Dean shook his head of that memory. Instead, he tried to focus on being here with you. He liked this little yellow sundress you had on, despite the fall chill starting to set in outside. As usual, your hair was clipped up away from your neck while you got ready to put the now full cake tin into the oven.

He came over behind you and freed your hair from the clip, letting it all tumble down. You yelped and glanced over at him.

“Dean,” you chided, even though you were smiling. “My hair’s going to get in the batter.”

“I’ll keep it away, don’t worry,” he said lightly. He curled some of your hair around his hand so he could once again press a tantalizing kiss to the back of your neck. He felt you shiver.

You subtly leaned back against him, even as you whined in protest.

“Can you just let me get this in the oven?” you asked on a laugh. He smirked against your skin. You did manage to get the cake in the oven, but his lips and teasing hands were unrelenting as you tried to start cleaning up.

So you felt you had to take matters into your own hands. A mischievous idea had you smiling. You reached out for some flour that had spilled on the counter.

You turned, and before he realized what you were up to, you marked his forehead with an arch of white against his skin.

“Simba,” you said in a deeper voice, trying to mimic Mufasa from The Lion King.

Dean’s brows rose along with his widening eyes. He’d never seen you do something that childish, but it sparked his competitiveness as he blinked a bit of flour out of his eyes.

“You’re real proud of yourself, aren’t you?” he asked.

Your little smirk was answer enough. You flicked a bit more flour onto his shirt.

Dean chuckled darkly. “Okay, you asked for it.”

Both a gasp and a giggle caught in your throat.

“Oh, no.”

He reached past you for some flour off the counter and flicked it down at you, into your hair, across your face. He grabbed your flailing wrist and marked your cheeks. All the while, his grin grew ever deeper at your shrieking protests.

But you grew devious. You stuck two fingers into the bowl and scraped out a gob of raw, yellow batter. You were fully prepared to fling it into his face, but Dean grabbed your wrist.

“Ey, ey!” he raised a warning finger with his free hand. “You’re about to take this to a new level.”

You met his gaze through your lashes with a playful smile. “So?”

Dean raised a brow at you. He could admit, you had audacity. All he could do was call your bluff.

He took one of your battered fingers into his mouth. Your eyes widened at the feel of his soft tongue swirling around your finger, sucking it clean. All the while, his eyes never broke from yours.

Lord have mercy, you thought. Really, it was the only coherent one in your head.

He soon released you with a soft pop, before he did the same to the second finger.

Your breath hitched, and your blush was a living thing spreading down your neck, even as warmth pooled between your legs. By the time your second finger slid out of his mouth, you had to reach back to grip the counter just to steady yourself.

His arm slipped around your waist, and you reached for his face with both hands, bringing him down for the hottest kiss you’d ever had in your life. Teeth clicking, lips and tongues warring and devouring. Your fingers slipped roughly through his hair, while he gripped your hips and ass with a passion just shy of bruising.

You almost didn’t register the way his hands slipped under your thighs, to then heft you up onto the counter. You gasped into his mouth and clung tightly to his shoulders. He chuckled and positioned himself to stand between your legs.

“What, need a little warning?” he teased. Though he was breathless as your soft lips veered away from his, starting a burning path across his jaw and down his neck. You left the remnants of your lipstick all along the way, but it was the occasional graze of your teeth that had him moaning for you.

“Maybe,” you whispered coarsely against his skin, uttering a small laugh, “Sometimes I forget how damn strong you are.”

He scoffed. “Sweetheart, if I can heft a grown man on my shoulders up a flight of stairs, I can get you up on a little counter.”

You snorted in response. Perks of dating a firefighter.

And you shoved off his plaid shirt from his shoulders. Dean helped you by letting it drop the rest of the way to the floor, followed by his black undershirt.

You couldn’t believe this was the first time you were seeing him with his shirt off. It was a damn shame, really. But you caught the bit of smugness curving his lips at the way you were ogling, first with your eyes, then with your exploring hands over his toned arms and chest, and the solid plane of his abs, all the way down to his belt. You started undoing the clasp.

Dean couldn’t believe he was doing this, but he stopped you with his hands gently curling around your wrists. You looked up at him in confusion. To him, you looked unbelievably sexy then. Thoroughly kissed, hair tousled, a strap of your dress fallen to one shoulder while your lacey black bra peeked through.

Just the memory of having your curves in his hands had his dick hardening in his jeans, but he blew out a breath.

“Dean?” you asked. “What’s wrong?”

His hands tightened on yours as he peered down at you. “Are you sure?”

You blinked incredulously. “Did I look not sure?”

He paused, licking his lips. He raised a hand to hold your cheek.

“I just…you know I’m trying to do this right with you,” he said. “I just want to know…”

He couldn’t seem to finish what he was trying to say, but you thought you understood. You smiled up at him warmly. You leaned up for a kiss, softer this time.

“Dean, I trust you,” you said. And you could finally say it with no reservations. “I think this feels real. More real than anything I’ve had in a long time… What about you?”

When Dean smiled, it was warm, melting away the doubt in his eyes.

“Yeah, me too,” he said.

He seemed sincere. Maybe this man spared few words when it came to how he felt, but you’d seen a glimpse of the deeper parts. He felt things deeply, down to his bones.

His fingers sunk into your hair, and he guided you into a kiss. It was slower, but no less heady and wanting than the first. Your arms wrapped around his middle, letting you flatten your palms against the muscles in his back. But just as you were getting comfortable, Dean broke the kiss. He flashed you a smirk.

Before you could ask what the hell he was about to do, he’d hefted you back into his arms and over his shoulder. You squawked in protest as your whole world tipped over. Your face thudded on his back with a soft oof, your hair loose and falling like a curtain. Your hands accidentally fell against his ass.

“Ooh, someone’s handsy,” Dean teased.

“Dean!” you exclaimed, despite your peals of laughter. “Is this really necessary? I think I can find your room just fine.”

“Call it an officer’s escort,” he supplied.

“That’s for policemen!” you argued.

You couldn’t see it, but you could imagine the way he was grinning from ear to ear as he carried you through the apartment. You never noticed just how long his bowed legs were as he strode onward. But it felt like his shoulder was digging into your appendix.

Grunting in frustration, you slapped his ass again for good measure.

Dean laughed. “Hey, you’re only fueling my fire, baby.”

He slapped your ass right back, since he had an even better vantage point. He even slipped a hand underneath your little sundress and squeezed the inside of your thigh teasingly.

Your answering yelp, and the futile kick of your feet, had him laughing harder. His cheeks were aching.

Finally he reached his room, where he shut the door with his foot. He was gentle as he eased you off his shoulder and laid you down on his bed. You let out a breathless huff once your head hit the pillows. Your face was all red from being suspended upside-down, your hair a mess, and your dress pooling over your folded legs.

You gave Dean a playful glare. “Get over here.”

His smirk deepened, but he obliged you. He chucked his shoes off first, just like you let your sandals slip off the side of the bed.

He soon made his way up the bed, until he was hovering over you with his arms braced on either side of your head. He liked the way you were all laid out for him over his sheets, your wild hair spread over his pillows. He’d pictured something like this before, but nothing came close to having you for real.

He just didn’t know you’d been dreaming of the same thing.

You hadn’t allowed yourself to truly fall for someone, not in a long time. You’d been too focused on pivoting after school, on building your career, on taking care of your family. You’d dated here and there, but nothing had stuck for more than a few months. Even then, you’d never felt half of what you felt right now.

It scared you a little, but it also made you feel alive. Being with Dean made you feel that way.

So you took his face between your hands. His stubble rasped against your palms and the pads of your fingers. You didn’t mind that though. He’d left it a bit long for a shave last week. When you’d mentioned off-hand that you liked the thicker scruff (thinking it made him all the more handsome), he’d kept it for you. 

Now, he seemed like he was waiting on your cue.

You guided him down to you. He kissed you hot and slow, while a hand moved to your waist and clenched in the material of your dress. He slipped a heavy thigh between both of yours. The pressure was welcome, but you wanted friction.

You bunched up the skirt of your dress and aimed to slip it off, but Dean stopped your hands.

“That’s my job,” he teased.

“Then how about you get to it?” you countered with a smile. He rose a brow at you.

“A bit bossy, but I can dig that,” he smirked.

His kisses dropped against your neck, down your exposed neckline, and he peeled down the straps of your dress one by one. Your breathing became more labored as he touched you, squeezing a breast over the bra as he exposed more inches of your body.

Your fingers carded through his hair on a sigh as he made his way further down. Though he finally got impatient enough to work your dress off all the way, followed by his jeans and your bra and matching lacey panties. He lavished attention what felt like all over your body.

Really, he was just strategic. He stopped in places where you lost breath, moaning his name. Like the spot just under your ear, where he sucked hard enough to make you see stars. Or over your breasts, taking a pebbled nipple in his mouth, swirling with his tongue like he had the cake batter off your fingers.

His hands mapped out the soft planes and curves of your body for the first time, sometimes smooth and grazing, sometimes adding pressure that made warmth continue to pool between your legs.  

He went further still, wrapping an arm around your thigh and pressing nipping kisses along the inside. All the while his mouth drew closer to the place you wanted him the most. Even though you still raised up on your elbow and gave him a questioning look.

“Really? You want to…” Your voice came out in a whisper.

Dean looked up at you with puzzled brows. “Why not?”

You shook your head, your eyes widening marginally.

“No reason, I guess. I, um…I’ve never had someone do this for me first.” And certainly not on the first time having sex.

Dean frowned.

“Really?” he asked. “A guy’s never gone down on you first?”

You blushed. “Well, maybe with his fingers, but not…”

He shook his head and let out a breath. You felt it between your thighs, and your core clenched in anticipation.

“Okay, baby. I gotcha,” he said. He guided you back down with a gentle hand. “Just lie back and relax.”

You smiled, despite your lingering blush, and you stroked the hand that rested above your stomach. That hand soon slid down as he once again kissed and licked down your thighs. They quivered a bit as his fingers slipped between your folds.

“So fucking wet for me already,” he said in approval. You peered down at him, unable to help a smile.

“You want a medal?” you quipped.

Dean’s brows rose.

“Oh, I’m about to earn it.” His eyes found yours. “You know what my real favorite pie flavor is?”

Your brows knitted together. “What?”

A familiar smirk crossed his lips. “Cherry.”

Before your choked surprise could be broken with a laugh, he began. 

And he wasn’t lying, about any of it. The pads of his fingers began toying with your clit, and that alone had your breath hitching and your hips squirming.

He held you down with one hand on your lower belly while his tongue joined his fingers, seeking your heat and finding the hot channel where you craved to be filled. You gasped.

“Oh, God,” you uttered. Once his warm tongue began rolling inside you, you almost couldn’t breathe.

He worked you over with fingers, lips and tongue until you were arching off the bed, fists clenched in his hair and in the sheets, releasing broken gasps of his name. He didn’t relent until your thighs stopped shaking around his head. Your knees were damn near pinning him there.

He eventually withdrew, wiping his mouth and nose with the back of his hand. He moved smoothly back up your body and heeded the pull of your hands on his arms, and then his face. You tugged him down for a sloppy kiss. 

“How’s that for a first?” he asked breathlessly. His tone was teasing, but he was half-serious you thought, by the look in his eyes.

You were honest, without a hint of a joke. “Fucking incredible. Just like you.”

Dean wouldn’t admit it then, but what you said warmed him. He looked down on you with a smile.

Your hands caressed his face, down his neck and firm chest, and further still to caress his straining length over his boxer briefs. Dean let out a halting moan at your gentle touch. 

“What if I want to return the favor?” you asked with a smile. He made a sound deep in his throat when you cupped him more firmly, letting your thumb brush over the head.

Well hello, you thought. He was thick, and a bit longer than your first thought. Your already sensitive core tightened at the thought. 

Meanwhile, Dean squeezed your arm. His hot gaze bore into yours.

“Very, very tempting.” His thumb brushed your lower lip. “I’ve no doubt you’ve got some talents yourself.”

You smiled under the pad of his thumb. Part of you was contemplating some retribution, sucking it into your mouth the way he’d done to your fingers in the kitchen.

“But I’m thinkin’ I want to skip to the part where I have you coming apart all over again,” said Dean. His head bowed near your ear, though his lips skimmed the side of your face. “This time, from the inside.”

His voice was deep and threaded with grit. You bit your lip on a giddy laugh. You managed to nod, sweeping your shaky fingers through his hair.

“Okay, next time then,” you promised and gave him a sensuous kiss. “But first, just want to make sure you’re ready for me…”

You leaned down to slide his underwear for him, down to his knees. He helped you the rest of the way, kicking them off his legs. When he came back, you were sitting up.

You soothed warm hands along his thighs and took his cock into your hands. Dean dropped his forehead onto your shoulder with a grunt, again squeezing your arms as you touched him properly for the first time.

Dean had a habit of impressing you, and this was no different. You liked the feel of him in your hands, warm and thick and heavy.

After licking your hand to coat it with some wetness, you experimented for a moment in how you stroked him, trying to get a feel for what he liked just as he had for you. He gasped and jolted on one particular twist, and he finally stopped you with a hand on your wrist.

“Okay, baby. Keep that up and we’re not gonna get much farther for a while,” he said coarsely.

It was satisfying to know you’d made him feel even a fraction of how he’d made you feel.

You pressed a purposeful kiss into his neck. “I told you, next time I’ll take care of you for real.”

He chuckled, cupping the side of your face.

“Oh, you’re about to. Believe me,” he said.

He kissed you long and deep, until you were once again breathless. The two of you were kneeling in the middle of the bed like you had all the time in the world. And yet, you wanted him more than ever.

“I’m on birth control,” you told him between more fervent kisses, hands drifting, feeling skin to warm, dewy skin, breaths mingling.

“And I’m clean,” he said. You nodded, hesitating…

“It’s our first time,” you said. “Condom, just to be safe.”

He hesitated only a beat before he nodded back, agreeing to your request. “Yes, ma’am.”

He broke from you briefly. He turned and dug into his nightstand while your nails drew light patterns down his back. It was distracting in the best of ways. A trill of excitement had his hands moving quickly, ripping the foil packet open and fitting himself with the condom.

When he was ready for you, he turned and hooked an arm around your waist. You twined your arms around his neck, and once again, you let him lay you down. His kiss came first, and then his fingers between your legs, past your folds to stroke you back to life.

You moaned into his mouth and wrapped your legs around his hips. Though he surprised you again by hooking your legs over his shoulders. Your brows raised at him, and he shot you a wink.

“Trust me, you’ll like it this way,” he said.

You did trust him. Your hands caressed down his neck, down his chest, and you subtly urged him with your heels on his back, encouraging him where you both knew he needed to be.

And with one slow push, his cock was stretching your inner walls with slow, delicious friction. You both groaned at the feeling. His forehead pressed against yours. His hand trembled slightly, brushing your hair away from your face. And he began moving inside you in steady strokes.

Dean was putting his all into this tonight. He thought your promises to take care of him next time were as endearing as they were sexy as hell. Even now, you were touching him wherever you could reach, occasionally moaning his name in his ear, encouraging him with every thrust inside you.

Fuck, he was right, you thought. He was reaching places deep inside you, filling you to the very brim. And you were already on the edge of pleasure, brows furrowed, biting your lower lip so hard that your teeth nearly broke the skin…

Your fingers slipped down between you to further part your folds and rub your already sensitive clit. Dean caught the hint and moved your hand to do it himself, as in time with his thrusts as he could. Finally, you unraveled for the second time that night. Your gasp gave way to a moan.

Your tightening walls gripped him like a vice. His release hit him with the same force, choking a near shout out of him. His hand was a bit too tight in your hair, he realized, so he forced himself to ease up.

He petted over your hair instead as he came down with ragged breaths. After he released your shaky legs back to the bed, he leaned mostly on his elbow and thigh instead of sinking all his weight onto you.

You appreciated that. You soothed up and down his back while you panted for breath.

“Wow,” you managed to say.

Dean’s chuckle took him by surprise too.

“Yeah,” he agreed. He turned his head to press a sloppy kiss where your neck met your shoulder.

Just then, a distant-sounding jingle reached your ears. It was familiar…and you remembered it was the alarm on your phone, which was probably in the kitchen.

“Oh shit,” you gasped. “The cake’s still in the oven.”

He blinked. “Well, I don’t smell burning, so we’re good.”

“Dean! You’re a firefighter, remember?” you laughed, but you still tapped his shoulder so he’d roll over. Reluctantly he did, but he still took you with him, even after he’d slid out of you.

You yelped and clung to his shoulders to balance yourself. “I gotta get the cake!”

“Five more minutes,” he grumbled into your neck. He also liked the way your breasts were pressed against his chest.

“It’s going to be so…damn…burnt!” You punctuated each of those syllables with a playful smack on his arm, until he finally released you with a lazy smirk.

You shook your head and huffed in amusement. Sliding out of bed, you searched around your dress. The first thing you found was his discarded undershirt. You slipped it on real quick and cautiously padded out of Dean’s room. You didn’t know if Sam was back from work, but this was not how you wanted to meet him.

The halls were quiet, so you didn’t think he was home yet. You managed to get to the kitchen unscathed, where you turned off your timer and grabbed some oven mitts. You opened the oven and pulled out the cake, setting it down on the counter. Your eyes narrowed at the almost perfect dome on top.

“What’s the verdict, Chef Ramsay?”

Dean leaned in the doorway, dressed in a pair of gray sweatpants and nothing else. The view was delectable, but you sighed and gestured at the cake with a shake of your head.

“It’s burnt.”

“What? No, it’s not,” he refuted. He joined your side and stared down at the top of the cake, which was half browned. “Looks all right to me.”

“Trust me, it’s going to be dry,” you said, “even with the lemon drizzle on it.”

It was the perfectionist in you that smarted with disappointment. You didn’t want to serve anyone something you weren’t proud of, especially Dean. But he just leaned over and pressed a kiss to the side of your head.

“Don’t beat yourself up,” he said. “I’m still gonna eat the crap out of it.”

You glanced at him, unable to help a small smile. He grinned back.

“Anyway, I think it was worth it. Don’t you?” Dean said. He pulled you in towards him by your waist, and you went willingly, resting your hands against his bare chest. You let your nails drag against his skin a little as you contemplated.

You looked up at him with a grin of your own.

“Yeah. Definitely worth it.”

Dean later sat with you again at the table, this time with your chairs closer together as you each ate large slices of delicious cake (even if it was a bit dry). Out of the corner of his eye, he noted the copious number of dishes still left in the sink and the flour and batter sprinkled across the counter.

He knew Sam was going to have a conniption when he got home (in the morning at this rate). He was probably crashing at Eileen’s apartment tonight.

Good, Dean thought. That meant he’d have the place all to himself, with you.

“You know, I just realized something,” he said.

You knew that look in his eyes. He was about to say something smartass.

“What’s that?” you asked. He reached out and thumbed at your chin.

“I just got my dessert twice in one sitting,” he remarked. “That’s pretty damn good, if you ask me.”

You snorted in laughter. You also blushed, but you were unable to stop smiling either.

You set down your fork and eased back from the table. Your hand on Dean’s shoulder encouraged him to do the same, so you could sit across his lap. He welcomed you with a warm hand on your bare thigh. Already it was creeping under the shirt you borrowed.

You stroked his cheek with the back of your hand and gave him a mischievous smile.

“Think you could handle another serving?”

AN: 🫣 Was it everything you wanted it to be? lol I love me some baking innuendo. What did you like more: eating the cherry pie or making the lemon drizzle? 😏❤️‍🔥

In Part 8, Dean's past comes a knockin'...

Next Time:

While you were getting dressed, a phone buzzed on one of the nightstands beside the bed. It was Dean’s phone.

You went over to it curiously as you fixed the straps of your dress. The screen showed a missed text message from last night, around 10:00 p.m., and another one this morning. You read the latest one with a sinking feeling in your chest.

From Marissa: Surprised I didn’t hear back from you last night. The offer still stands. 😘

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[transparentheartz]

hi sweet love!! i’m sorry if my message is coming a but later than usual but i only now found the energy to pick up my phone omg😭 went clubbing yesterday and i came back at like 5:30am and then i had to catch a train back home 4 hours later, i’m so tired😔 it’s on me tho wkfjf

i’m so happy u also went to a museum with ur friends!! what kind of museum was it? ^^ mine was modern art! also, taking a day off to just lay around and watch tv sounds absolutely amazing <3 hope u were able to rest!💓

and that’s such an amazing quality!🥺 i love funny people, they’re the best ones out there <3 i think that my fav thing about myself is maybe the fact that i’m compassionate and have a lot of love to give💞 even tho it’s a quality that manages to hurt me a lot

today’s question: do u have a favorite movie/series? and what about a cartoon character? ^^

today’s quote: “Don't limit yourself. Many people limit themselves to what they think they can do. You can go as far as your mind lets you. What you believe, remember, you can achieve." always remember how amazing u are!! so proud of u for everything you've achieved :')

— love u!!! ur secret santa🎄🎅🏻

hi lovely!! oof such a horrible thing having to wake up early after being out. at least you had fun tho!!

the museum was a fine arts and garden one! it was really pretty !! how was your museum trip ??

being compassionate and giving can be hard but it’s a wonderful quality to have too! just have to make sure you surround yourself with good people!

hm i don’t think i can’t think of a favorite movie or a show but some of my favs are chicago pd, law and order, two broke girls, baby daddy. my favorite cartoon is either family guy or the amazing world of gumball. lol on totally different levels. how about you??

i actually called out of work today to go out with my friends 🤭 my manger didn’t would happy but i literally never call out so i had to make myself not feel bad about it lol.

i hope you got to rest today and feel more energized tomorrow!!

also i love your quotes sm <3

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|| 𝔽𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝔼𝕩𝕒𝕞𝕤 ||

Characters: Shinsou, Deku, Todoroki

Status: Proofread

Type: Headcannons // Fluff

Warnings: None

A/N: I hopr everyone who sees this finds joy in reading these. these are just some thoughts I have about how these boi's would treat you during final exams.

✎ Shinsou

• Okie so

• I have this dtrong feeling, that he would be REALLY good at Chemistry

• So I feel like if you take Chemistry he would be able to help you with it

• Now, ofc there are other things out there that aren't Chemistry that you probaly have to study for

• So, if it was a subject he didn't know much about, he wouldn't help you as much

• ofc he would sit with you while you studied

•. showing you the ocasional cat meme if yuu didn't look to into your work

•. or if you looked really aggrovated with something you couldn't understand

•. he would also chide you about going to bed at a decent hour

•. even tho he doesn't know what sleep is

• If you planned to get up early to start studying he would make/get you your favorite type of coffee

•. And lastly, after you finished your exams you two would both just lay in bed and either sit in silence and cuddle or maybe turn on an anime or movie

✎ Todoroki

•. Alrighty

•. Todoroki would be stellar at math

•. And no one can convince me otherwise

•. He could explain all the quadratic functions

•. And would be willing to help you with any type of math

•. If it was a subject he didn’t know I think he would just leave it alone

•. Wouldn’t want to risk helping you and end up giving you misinformation

•. So I think he would sit with you and read a book or just do something quiet

•. When helping you, he would be very patient

•. Random but his handwriting would be next level

•. He would remind you to eat regularly

•. And sometimes even bring you your favorite foods

✎ Deku

• my word

• this mans

• during exams week

•. He would be the perfect boyfriend for this

•. So, I can’t really tell you that he would be good at one specific subject

•. bc he just seems he would be good at almost everything

• He would definitely at least have a few pages in his notebook dedicated to any and every subject

• Would 100% share his notes with you

•. Would genuinely be proud of you when you finally grasped a concept you had been struggling with

•. You guys would run off of goldfish and juice boxes the whole time

•. And he’d definitely give you his hoodie so you could feel more comfortable whilst studying

•. And when it was all over he would take you out to the park insisting that you need fresh air after being cooped up studying for so long-

Thank you so so so much for reading! Have a good day/night and good luck on exams if you have them! 💞