#jesus i haven't written in forever

[habitual-creatures]

ATTEMPTING TO GET BACK IN THE PATTERN OF WRITING POETRY.

ENJOY...

[ REGARDS, HABIT ]

HUNGER // SIN

THERE IS NOTHING LESS THAN NEED,

OF FLESH UPON THE TEETH.

I WATCHED HER BLEED,

TORE HER THROUGH, AND SAW BONE UNDERNEATH.

ISN'T SHE BEAUTIFUL?

WASN'T SHE GRAND?

HE CALLED IT UNSUITABLE,

HE WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND.

IT MADE HIM SICK.

BUT IN TRUTH,

IT MADE ME TICK;

HOW BLOOD RAN DOWN, LIKE SMOOTH VERMOUTH

AS HE THINKS OF HER,

HUNGER RISES AGAIN.

AND THERE LIES NO WAY TO DETER,

FROM THE TRUE FOLLIES OF MEN.

LEFT DRUNK ON THE HIGH,

WITH THE FADED MEMORY OF TASTE.

AS IT LEAVES WITH A DESPERATE CRY,

I AM YET DRAWN TO YOUR DISGRACE.

INVITE ME IN,

PRAY I AM NOT STARVED.

MY TONGUE IS SWEET AS BITTER SIN,

AND ALL OF HUMANITY HAS MY REGARDS.

[neiptune]

when you get me alone it's so simple

c/w: 1k wc, megumi is so head over heels in love with you he allows you to do his makeup for a halloween party, sappy and self indulgent and disgustingly sweet pls be nice i haven't written something in forever

“Why are you being so difficult?”

“When am I not being difficult according to you?”

The playful quip makes the cornes of your lips curl into an amused smile.

“Right. But I really think you should come”

Megumi holds your gaze with a seemingly impassive stare, lets the small interval of silence stretch for a second too long.

It’s not that he doesn’t like hanging out with his friends, he actually enjoys the idea of getting to be nothing more than a young man with an exceptionally low tolerance level for Nobara’s antics for once. However, a halloween party? Filled with obnoxious strangers who will get drunk and make a mess of Yuuji’s house? A mess that you have already promised will help to clean out?

Definitely not on his bingo card for an evening he could spend at the movies or in a quiet pub instead.

But then, there’s your strenuous perseverence. The disappointment you didn’t for a second attempt to hide still swarming in those big eyes, the pettish inflexion of your pitch when you had sputtered a what? What d’you mean you’re not coming?

And now there you are, curled up on the other end of your couch, sulkiness oozing from every glance you’ve spared him for the last half an hour.

“I want you there” you innocently cock your head and he feels something melt in his chest “it just wouldn’t be fun without you. Please come?”

Sometimes Megumi wonders if you know about the exhausting effort it takes him to whisk away thoughts a friend shouldn’t have, the way he’s almost lost his mind dwelling on the way you held on to his hand the entire way back to your apartment on the night he came to collect you from the bar, drunk and a giggling, clingy mess. He wonders if you understand just how deeply you can get under his skin and the way he hangs on to every word, every smile, each I want you there.

“Gumi?” you inch forward, brows knit and cool fingers gently grazing his arm.

Jesus, fuck.

“Fine. But I’m not staying to clean up”

You smile knowingly, a light shrug swallowing the of course you will almost spilling from your lips.

“Deal. And I get to do your makeup”

The dim light of your awfully small bathroom has gentle shadows settling into the curves of your collarbones and accentuates your jaw, the apples of your cheeks. There are only so many glances he can steal as the pitter-patter of rain on the window makes the perspective of spending the night out even less appealing.

Regardless, the warmth radiating from your skin and the smell of your perfume cloud his pathetically heightened senses, a multisensory madness that has his heart thumping painfully in his chest and the pads of his fingers tingling with need.

“Will you stop flinching?” only one of his eyes is open and you’re out of focus but that exasperated smile rings loud in his ears.

“I don’t know what the hell you’re doing, it’s an instinctive reaction”

“I’m just using eyeshadow”

You finally allow his left eye to peel open and Megumi almost laughs at your focused stare, creases on your forehead expressing a deep dissatisfaction.

“What? Doesn’t suit me?” he quips “it’s probably because you keep smudging it—”

“I’m going for a dramatic look, you dolt!”

His eyebrows raise in mocking interest.

“Oh, apologies. What’s the issue, then? Not dramatic enough?”

“You’re being surprisingly chatty for someone who is usually very fucking quiet”

Megumi’s sarcastic comeback dies in his throat as you suddenly position yourself over him, not quite straddling his lap because you’re still standing but nevertheless exceptionally close to sitting on his thighs.  

“What are you— what is that?” his voice is thinner and he has to flex his hands to keep himself from positioning them on your hips.

Christ.

“Chill, man. It’s eyeliner. Don’t move, this is the most important part” and then you’re hovering above him once more, except this time you gently grab his chin to tilt his head upwards as you lean closer, so close he stops breathing.

You work quietly, in comfortable silence, although you’re at cotton swab number three and the result still doesn’t seem to fully satisfy you.

“You should wear makeup” it’s a comment made absentmindedly, Megumi can tell by the way you’re not even truly looking at him as you speak, way too absorbed by the task at hand “eye makeup, I mean. It looks really good on you”

“Yeah?”

There must be something in his inflection, because your hand comes to a halt for a second, then resumes its gentle work over his eyelid. All he gets is an affirmative hum.

“Someone would have to teach me how to do it”

He’s not sure where his boldness is stemming from, although he suspects the thumb gently brushing over the same spot close to the corner of his eye would make a reasonable source.

“I’m sure Nobara would be happy to” you quietly chuckle to yourself but this time it feels as if you’re avoiding his gaze on purpose and that just won’t do.

“Doesn’t your back hurt like this?”

“A little bit but I’m almost done with this eye. Are you uncomfortable? I can—” Megumi interrupts you with a gentle but firm hold of your waist, hands far bigger than yours pulling you down to sit on his lap.

You’re dumbfounded and he revels in your shocked expression, in the way you’re the one who doesn’t know how to handle something unexpected for once. In how good it feels to be in control.

“Don’t make it weird” the warning is playful but his hands are still on your waist and give it a light squeeze that has your stomach doing a weird flip.

“I— what? You don’t make it weird! Shut up, stand still” your entire face is on fire and the hoodie you’re wearing suddenly feels all too warm.

Megumi smiles innocently but complies, quiet and as immobile as a sorcerer's body can get.

You pretend not to notice the way he melts into your touch, how his body relaxes as he shuts both his eyes and finally lets you work in peace. No sarcastic remarks, no silly winces. Why does that do something to your chest?

It’s so easy, carefully lining his bottom lash line with your favorite liquid eyeliner. Without thinking, you cradle his face as you gently swipe your thumb over the freshly traced lines to smudge them just right.

But then his eyes flutter open right as you hold his face in your hands and is it your imagination or does the grip on your waist grow more solid in turn?

“Y’know” he murmurs in a way that is so unlike him, so intimate as his indigo gaze burns right into yours “actually, I wouldn’t want Nobara to be the one to do it”

[thethreegoblins]

Taking the time to listen to the critmas album cuz I wanted to listen to it For Real for the first time and- obviously there's not a single one I don't like but

Jesus Christ. Long text below

Pumat for the first song was an unexpected choice but damn it's so fun silly.

Laura's Silent Mind. That's it, just Silent Mind.

I found Naughty & Nice very cute, I have no notes. It took me a second to picture Scanlan and not just Sam, it's a flavor of bit he's done so many times I can't separate the two, but if anything that just makes the gnome make that much more sense.

I have a playlist specifically for songs like Nothin' Under The Tree and I need more. Taliesin please. Glad Ashton adopted the Hells as their best friends to spend the holidays with, that's a high bar to clear.

O Mighty Nein had me dead on the first couple of lines, by the end I was just crying like a little bitch. I'm not immune to cat purrs and sung verses about Caleb's found family. "Fort, doch nicht vergessen."

Twelve Days Of Grogmas would be my favorite if everything else wasn't just.. gold. Everything is gold. I laugh at every PINTS OF ALE line, this song is just Joy.

And probs my favorite, Cold Inside. I need more singing Pâté, more Pâté threatening chet. More scenic hells bells songs. More Marisha singing, period. FCG sounds amazing, too, Chetney is very well written and made me realize Travis has a penchant for characters that trail off. And- Imogen istg. Did we just blow Chetney up into the sky like Mushu on Mulan? I'll be periodically searching for animatics for this one because it paints a Very good picture for every verse (and I'm not nearly talented enough to do it myself)

Was reveling on the Feelings that Cold Inside left behind just to be hit with Winter Anymore. Nothing like a sad sapphic ballad right after what will be in my mind the Imodna anthem. So an average sapphic musical number.

Y'all

DECK THE BEAR?

And.. I know this is parasocial as fuck but Critmas made me giddy and actually Like the holidays for a minute or two. A bit of it is that Christmas for the northern hemisphere is Very different here (we haven't seen snow in my hometown since I think 2009, and that was a weather outlier) and we don't really hear about the holidays unless they're very fkn cold and snowy, so this was a nice change of pace to me, I guess Critical Role Land isn't that much different from this town. Brings them closer to me, personally, envisioning flipflops, Santa on the beach, no snow to be found and yet the stockings hang and the Christmas trees are forever present. When family is hard at best, this kinda thing is difficult.

These people are coming for my marbles istg

Closing thoughts: it didn't even occur to me that this would be a season highlight, a critical role holiday record? I remember vividly that one ad read Sam did some time ago (was that in the pandemic? For DND beyond I think?) where everyone sang, I'm really happy somebody, anybody, in the team said "what if we Actually..." because they've given me (and I'm sure countless others) new music to love, by the people we love, and with the characters we are so very normal about.

[limerlove]

hello boss <3 4, 11, 13, 26 🤍

hehe hi jefe ♡

#4 — answered here!

#11 — link your three favorite fics right now.

well, i'm leaving a whole list of recs, as i should.

my fav eren fics...aka @sinstear

as far as i'm convinved, no one can write lawyer abby like you. this fic just proves it. a lawyer!abby was the first thing i read of yours and i instantly fell in love.

secrets will kill you, keep it hush. i will never shut up about this. never. ever. ever. god. everyone who hasn’t read, you’re seriously missing out. there’s nothing like it. i wish i could read it for the first time again. it’s that wonderful and amazing. i love you and your big brain.

i will forever be here. chat….i reread this almost daily. i wish i was kidding. oh my god. read. it. please. abby lovers, it’s a must.

you write vi so perfectly. it makes me scream and here is another example of it.

some of my fav fics ever...

anything by @shouyuus is perfect but specifically figure eights is amazing. if you're a vi lover, it's a must read.

this is a hockey!abby x dancer!reader fic, go read it now. to this day is one of my favorite series for abby ever written. i've re-read it so many times, i've lost track.

for the sevika lovers, your own personal jesus by @ennabear. the amount of times i have devoured this fic. it always leaves me with something new, walking away with something different than i did before the last time i read it. that's such a difficult thing to do but enna always does it with ease and everyone should read this now if you haven't.

where the mulberry tree stands by @hypnagogics is the most insanely wonderful piece of fiction i've read on this app. honest. to. god. i read it once a week. as someone who doesn't really even care for ellie that much, don't shoot me ellie lovers, this is an all-time fav for me. easily my top three. maybe it's the greek mythology lover in me that has never left since i picked up the og percy jackson series, but i will love anything that has to do with greek mythology down.

this abby fic by @forthelostones changed me as a person. please. for the love of god, go read it. now.

baby, can i? by @dazevi is one of the most intimate, soft smuts i've ever read. there's so much sincerity and gracious vulnerability throughout the entire story. gave me goosebumps the entire time and is just a straight up masterpiece.

come a little closer by @loaksky just speaks for itself. god-tier writing.

there are so many other fics. maybe i should make a rec list one day. hm.

#13 — what’s a common writing tip that you almost always follow?

given to me by my beta reader, don’t get stuck in repetitive analogies, it’s still advice i’m learning to apply but they have really helped my writing grow. also, just write it down. it doesn’t have to be perfect. the first time hardly ever is. just get it all out there, create a starting point and go from there.

#26 — which of your fics would you call your wildest ride?

this one for sure. it’s one of my better works i’ve written but boy did it give me a struggle. currently though, i’m working on a dark-piece of fiction, or i hope to, that will definitely be my wildest ride as far as planning and getting it out there. but this one is definitely something i wrestled with for months before getting it finished. just the progression of the story, the plot twist, how the characters act with one another, the hole in the plot left intentionally so the ending could breathe a little. definitely the most challenging and the most rewarding fic i’ve written.

[lady-of-the-puddle]

Good Omens 2 Opening-What are they marching toward?

Hi, there's something about the opening credit sequence that immediately caught my eye upon the first viewing. @metatronhateblog and I have discussed the whole opening credits at length (helps that we're siblings and can sit in the same room to talk about it) and we both will probably make some posts about things we haven't seen addressed yet.

I haven't seen anyone mention this particular thing yet, but forgive me if this has already been pointed out.

This mountain they are marching up? This is Zion.

I'm almost certain. It's a very interesting word that's used several times in the Old and New Testament, most notably for me in the book of Revelation, which I read a lot as a former Christian (I liked it cause it was the least boring thing to read).

It has a few different meanings from what I've gathered (a note: this is not about z*ionism.), which I will try to give brief explanations on.

Originally I believe it was meant to be an actual location in Jerusalem, a hill/mountain that held the City of David. Literally called Mount Zion I think.

In the Old Testament it also is described as being the place where God rests, where they are enthroned.

Now look at this.

Pretty sure that's a throne room? It looks like a Greek temple, so I think that's the vibe it's going for. The place where God is located.

Most interestingly, Zion is symbolic of the city of heaven, which will come to earth and God will dwell with the people upon Jesus' return and judgement (at least that's what I'm getting from the text? It can be difficult for me to decipher sometimes). Revelation 14:1 states

"Then I looked, and there before me was the Lamb, standing on Mount Zion, and with him 144,000 who had his name and his Father’s name written on their foreheads."

I believe this is the first time Jesus appears during(after maybe?) the great Tribulation (aka, all the torments the earth endures during this time before his return) with those who have been chosen by God. "The Lamb" refers to Jesus, for those who may not know.

I thought it was odd that this possible Zion reference was placed here in season 2 since it's not something that we've seen or heard mentioned thus far, but I think we can safely assume it has to do with season 3 and the Second Coming.

A side note, there's something else I caught while looking at this as well:

I could be wrong, but it looks like these cherubs are tipping bowls. BOWLS!

In John's visions in Revelation 16, we see seven angels with bowls pouring out plagues to the earth. Bowls of God's wrath. I could go into what they are but that's a whole other post. For some reason I always remembered the bowls the most, I have no idea why. There's so much to find in the opening, it's like a scavenger hunt and my little brain loves it! Anyway.

Fascinating that Zion is what the people and our heroes are marching toward. Are they simply moving toward the end times (again)? Are they marching straight to God's house to get some answers (Aziraphale might be)? Are they moving toward that utopian heaven on earth as they begin eternity, forever and ever amen (as Michael mentions in the forbidden heavenly footage)? Maybe all three.

It may not be all that important and just be purely symbolic, but I thought it was neat. There really is so much in the details!

Thanks for coming to my rambling! I'm going to go try finding more references now.

[thisapplepielife]

Written for @corrodedcoffinfest.

All For Naught

Day #29 - Behind the Music | Word Count: 1000 | Rating: T | CW: Language | POV: Jeff | Pairing: Jeff/Goodie (Freak), Minor Steddie Mention | Tags: Future Fic, Band Breakup, Angst, Jeff and Goodie are Best Friends, But Goodie Learned How to Run from Eddie, Unrequited Love, Or Is It?, Hopeful Ending

Jeff loads the last guitar into the back of the pickup. He can't believe it's over. Just like that. They tried so hard, for so long, that he kind of assumed that they would forever. 

He definitely hadn't expected Goodie to be the one to throw in the towel.

Not like this.

He thought if they broke up it would be Eddie that called it quits. Eddie, with Steve at home. Eddie with a whole life outside the band.

Or Gareth. He's getting married. It'd be fair to want to settle down, to stay close to home. To give up on the band that has only had middling success, at best. 

But, no. It was Goodie. His best friend, the one that he thought he'd ride or die with until the absolute end, that pulled the plug. Sure, they could get another bass player, but they'd made a promise to each other years ago that Corroded Coffin was the four of them, and the four of them alone.

No additions. No replacements.

So, with Goodie out, they're just done.

All they have left is cleaning out the rehearsal garage, dividing up stuff that they can't remember who it belonged to in the first place. They aren't even fighting. That's the thing that hurts the most. That they are all just resigned to letting this go.

It's been their life for almost two decades, and now it's just over.

Jeff moved back home for a while, but looking up at the ceiling in his childhood bedroom was too depressing, so as soon as he could get his shit together, he fled. Out of town, out of the state. 

He went from living in close proximity to the three of them, to now, all alone. Staring at the blank walls of his apartment as he tries to find a job. He had a job. It didn't pay particularly well, but he loved it. 

Loved Corroded Coffin. 

Loved them all.

Loved Goodie the most.

And now they haven't spoken in six weeks. Goodie's just vanished off the face of the earth, and Goodie's mom and dad won't tell Jeff anything useful. He's just gone.

His last private lesson of the day is over. The kids are kind of fun to teach, even if he doesn't expect any of them to be the next Jimi Hendrix.

He teaches lots of guitar, and a little piano. He knows enough to teach the beginners, anyway. 

Mr. Clarke, back home, was able to pull some strings, even from states away, vouching for him. And now he's a music tutor.

It pays well. He often makes more in an afternoon than his cut would be from a weekend of gigs. 

He's not passionate about it, not like he was about Corroded Coffin, but it definitely pays the bills more reliably.

Eddie and Steve have been out a couple times, and Gareth once, and they all tip-toe around him, like he might explode. Since when is he the unstable one? Eddie always had the dramatics locked down for himself.

"I'm fine," Jeff says for the tenth time since Eddie flopped onto his couch this afternoon.

"You're not," Eddie argues.

"Do you want me to cry, or what?" Jeff snaps.

"Maybe you'd feel better if you did."

Nothing is gonna make him feel better. His best friend basically wrote his ass off, along with everyone else, in one fell swoop. He took that pretty damn personally. How could he not? It was fucked. 

"Goods called last week," Eddie says, as casual as can be. 

"Jesus Christ, Eddie. That's what you lead with. Not Steve's new lawnmower," Jeff bitches, "Well? Where is he?"

"He said the South of France, but I don't believe him," Eddie says.

No shit. Jeff wouldn't believe that either. Goodie hates the sun.

"Well, did he at least explain why he imploded the band?" Jeff asks, because that's what he needs to know.

"He didn't. But you know why," Eddie says, and Jeff pauses, looking at him.

He most definitely does not, "I do?"

"Think," Eddie stresses, as if Jeff hasn't been thinking about this, and only this, for months. 

"Because we weren't making money?"

"No," Eddie says.

"Because he had finally had enough of Gareth?"

Eddie laughs, "No. But a better guess."

"I don't know. I feel like maybe I never knew him at all, if he's capable of just bailing on us all for no good reason."

Eddie raises an eyebrow, "C'mon. You know better than this. You know how he's always felt about you."

Jeff opens his mouth to laugh, but Eddie doesn't, so he snaps it closed again. No. That can't be. Goodie never. 

No, no, no.

"You're not saying…" Jeff trails off.

"I am saying. We all saw it. How did you not?" Eddie asks, and Jeff's confused. That's not. They never. Goodie never said anything. How was he supposed to guess that?

Goodie came out a few years ago, as loath as he was to follow in Eddie's footsteps about anything. 

Jeff's dated women and men. Why wouldn't Goodie just say something? It's not like there was a zero percent chance. 

But it must have felt like it to him, he supposes. 

Goddamnit.

Sure, there's been some moments over the years. But he was, is, his best friend. And not fucking up that, not fucking up the band, always quashed anything that ever bubbled to the surface.

And now, there's no best friend, and no band, so the caution was all for naught.

"Well, fuck," Jeff says, and Eddie laughs, reaching into his pocket, pulling out a slip of paper. 

An address.

The door opens, and Goodie looks surprised. Eddie didn't warn him.

Jeff takes one big step forward, pushing into his personal space, "You're an asshole."

It's not graceful. Too many teeth, and noses bumping like they've never done this before, but Jeff keeps at it, keeps kissing him, not intending to give him the opportunity to slip away again.

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[bridgertonandchocolate]

Finally putting together a list of things I want to see in season 3 part 2. I hope it's not all delusional. This is pretty much strictly a Polin wish list. Maybe with a touch of Benny slipped in there.

Bridgerton Season 3 Part 2 Wishes/Hopes/Dreams:

We already had Colin on his knees which was definitely needed, but now I need him to use his arms to lift his woman. I don't really care how it happens if it's him carrying her out of the printer shop over his shoulder, bridal style or any other way. What I'd really love is for him to pick her up and push her against a wall, but obviously all our hopes and dreams won't become reality and if it happens it's probably not going to be that, but again hopes and dreams.

I really want Pen to come clean about LW and that Colin does know about it before the Cressida bombshell. My hope is that Pen and Colin have a come to Jesus moment and she ends up telling him what she told Eloise in season 2 that she is giving it up (even though we don't really want her to because we love a fierce independent Pen). And then the Cressida bombshell, Pen starts writing again and that's when Colin finds out she's writing again. I don't think my version is happening, but I really hope it does because it's going to be so painful with happy Polin doing all their Polin things and he doesn't know everything about her first.

The Rings. If you've seen some of the part 2 stills it looks like Penelope wears Violet's betrothal ring ... which is going to be one of my favorite things. I always thought that Polin was very like Edmund and Violet and that Colin is very much like Edmund in his devotion. We know that Edmund wore a wedding ring and here's me hoping with all hope that Colin will also wear Edmund's wedding ring! I want this so bad.

I cannot wait to see Colin telling Portia (and hopefully the sisters) off. It's going to be amazing. I think this is just going to be one of a few different moments of Colin verbalizing his love for Pen and it's going to make us melt more than we already have.

The broken furniture. They have talked about this so much and played it up so much that if it isn't in part 2 I might revolt. If we never see or figure out what this piece of furniture is ... I will lose my mind.

Food. We know Colin and Pen are both foodies. They love their cake and treats and biscuits. I really want them to incorporate food into some foreplay and erotic moments. Because really why not? What are we doing? It's a missed opportunity in my opinion.

Benedict to actually have a storyline. Dear God please. I've rewatched this season pretty consistently and I don't really have any idea what's going on with Benny. All I know is he met a widow and he's sleeping with her. Don't really know anything about her other than her name and she was interested in the balloon. I do NOT understand why they couldn't have written more of his struggles being the Viscount while Anthony extends his honeymoon for forever. The first season Violet mentions to Anthony that his younger brothers do more of the job than he does. But we know that Benedict desperately wants nothing to do with it. Come to think of it they should've never sent Kate and Anthony away. I feel like they could have played more a role in the first part than many of the other characters and side plots they've forced this season. Now back to Polin.

Polin enters the baby race. I haven't decided if I really want Penelope to want her child to be Lord Featherington or not. I feel like she's worked so hard to separate herself that that's her focus and she wouldn't really care so much about carrying on her own family name, but who knows. I just feel like they've really pushed the baby thing heavily and hinted that Polin is going to have the first Featherington boy. I feel like by end of season there's a good chance Pen will be pregnant. But what do I know? I still kinda want to see it.

My favorite line from the book. When Colin gives his big speech to Pen about loving her for their past present and future gives me so much life and I think we NEED this in the show. I've already loved the dialogue they have included and I'm hoping to see a few more of those directly from the book in part 2.

Penelope in some actual danger. Whether or her own making or someone else's. Even though I feel like Colin needs to get over his hero complex, I still love for it. I do love me a little damsel in distress. And even though I know Penelope is fully capable of handling herself, I love seeing Colin feral about her safety and security.

This is it for now. Stay tuned for maybe a spicier version soon.

[missvelvetsstuff]

Miss Velvet

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Y/N aka Miss Velvet, is a disabled equestrian and therapeutic riding instructor who helped Tony Stark with his PTSD after returning from Titan. When the Avengers brought everyone back he hired her to work with the Avengers and SHIELD hired her to work with their agents as therapist and teaching basic riding skills because you never know when a horse will be the best mode of transportation.

Bucky Barnes is a manwhore who is enjoying his freedom for the first time in decades and pays no mind to y/n when she meets the team because he knows how to ride and is always on the prowl for his next conquest.

Post Endgame but everybody survived, because I said so. Written before TFATWS or any of the multiverse saga. Steve helped get Sharon Carter pardoned so they are together.

Chapter 11

First Halloween and other things

18+ ONLY. MINORS DNI

Warnings: SMUT, badly written smut. Seriously this is my first time writing smut and idk what I'm doing. This ended up longer than I planned but I hope it came out alright.

Oct 1st

Velvet came back to her house after morning lessons, looking for something to eat. Indy raced thru his doggy door before she could open the back door. He usually had better manners so Velvet knew something was up. When she walked inside she smelled food, burgers to be exact, so she headed towards the kitchen to find her Super Soldier standing over the stove frying hamburgers.

"Hey there handsome, fancy meeting you here. My boyfriend is away on a mission for at least another day so....what can I do for you" she came up behind him and put her arms around his waist.

"I don't know miss, I heard he was really jealous and has a bad temper"

"Don't worry, I have him wrapped around my little finger. He's whipped and I don't even put out."

Bucky growled and turned to face her "Damnit, I can't even argue with that. Hey Beautiful" he kissed her gently "Got back a little early and ditched Steve and a briefing because I couldn't wait any longer to see you. 2 weeks feels like forever when you aren't with me"

Velvet kissed him back "I know, Buck. I missed you too. But I had Alpine here to help keep me company. Her and Indy haven't killed each other yet so that's a good sign but they are both bed hogs."

Bucky squeezed her and turned around "I don't want to burn these burgers, I heard the lady here is very particular about her food."

"You know you just came off of a mission and probably haven't slept since yesterday. You didn't have to make me lunch" Velvet chided him.

"I know but I like taking care of you. Get your buns ready, Baby, the cheese is almost melted."

Once they were settled in and eating Velvet spoke up "I have something very important that we need to discuss right away"

Bucky looked at her curiously and his stomach dropped a little bit "Is everything ok? Did I do something?"

"Guilty conscience, sergeant?" She grinned

Bucky stuttered "No, I, Uh"

Velvet laughed "Don't get yourself all worked up. You aren't in trouble but this is very important and time sensitive"

Bucky just sat back and waited for her to go on.

"How do you want to dress up for Tony's Halloween shindig? Do you want to do a couple thing or something else? I have some thoughts."

Bucky laughed "Jesus woman, you scared me like that over Halloween costumes? That is not ok"

She smirked at him "I just like to get your blood pumping"

Bucky leaned across the table with a lecherous smirk "I know how you can get my blood pumping-"

"James! Get your mind out of the gutter, there's no time for that. We need to figure this out." Halloween is a big thing”

"Doll, we have a month-"

Velvet scoffed playfully "I know, time is running out and we have to decide what to wear and then figure out how to put it together"

He looked her up and down, licking his lips "You know that I'm fine with whatever you want as long as all of our fun bits are covered"

Velvet rolled her eyes "You have a one track mind, Barnes"

"Yeah and you are constantly trying to derail me" he pouted.

Velvet laughed and kissed his forehead.

Bucky stood up to clean the dishes "So what do you have in mind?"

"I already have a Renaissance style serving wench so you could be anything from a peasant to a king."

Bucky looked at her "You just have a wench costume laying around?"

"I told you my mom used to take me to the Ren Faire when I was a kid. She bought it for me when I was 15 and it still fits." She explained.

Bucky looked indignant "And why haven't I seen this get up yet. I bet you make a very sexy wench"

"That's kind of the idea, distract the men so they spend more money on drinks. Along the same idea but different era, I also have a saloon girl costume and you could be a cowboy. I found that one online when the kids at Serenity told me in no uncertain terms that I wasn't allowed to be a cowgirl because that's what I am so not a costume. The wench outfit is more historically accurate but the saloon girl is pretty cute"

Bucky thought for a minute "I'll need to see how you look in both of them before I can decide"

Velvet shook her head "I don't think that's a good idea. I'm pretty fucking sexy in both and I don't think you could control yourself. You'll have to decide, sight unseen, and wait till the party"

"What makes you think I'll be able to control myself at the party" Bucky asked.

Velvet looked at him with a blank face "Witnesses"

Bucky laughed. "Fine. I'll try not to imagine you in a sexy costume and decide based on what I want to be. Cowboy sounds simpler. A knight is too much to take off. King seems a bit pretentious. Peasant might work. Do you have a place to get my costume or will you put it together yourself?"

Velvet brought him her laptop and showed a couple of sites she knew of  "I might have a tough time keeping my hands off of a cowboy. Just saying."

Bucky mused "I do still have the shirt I wore for the party Tony threw to open Morgan's place. And I do have my own pair of cowboy boots. And black jeans. Just need a hat"

"And a lariat" Velvet piped in.

"Like a rope? That could come in handy. For after the party" he smiled

Velvet huffed exasperatedly "Oh.your.god. could you not think about sex for a minute?"

"I can't help it, doll, you make me crazy" Bucky whined

"Sorry Babe, you were nuts long before I met you. I accept no responsibility for that. So cowboy?" She confirmed

Bucky grinned "I think that'll work. Now I just have to figure out how to get out of going to Tony's party and we can have our own get together for two"

Oct 15

Velvet met up with Nat & Wanda for lunch to discuss prep for the upcoming party. "I think we need an in house team to help us prepare. Hair, nails, make up. Have you guys decided on your costumes? Times running out" both ladies nodded "and are you doing a couple costumes? Buck and I are doing an old west thing."

Nat looked at her "That's barely a costume for Bucky, he already wears jeans and boots everyday"

Velvet sighed "I know and I can barely keep my hands off of him."

Wanda looked surprised "You still haven't slept with him? It's been three months and you two have crazy chemistry"

Velvet looked at her shyly "I know, I want him so badly but something has been holding me back. Raynor referred me to another shrink since we are colleagues and Dr Wexler says it's because 'the incident' brought up a lot of repressed memories where sex ended up being bad for me, physically and emotionally.

I'm thinking of attacking him after the party but I'm really nervous. I even saw Helen to get a birth control implant but haven't told him yet. Told him the scar was from a scratch while I was cleaning tack."

Nat looked concerned "The incident? You were kidnapped and-"

"I know, Nat, but I don't want to give that night any more power than it already has."

"Barnes isn't pressuring you, is he?"

Velvet shook her head "No, not at all, he has been amazing and just takes a lot of cold showers."

Wanda giggled "Poor Bucky. As long as you're doing it because you want."

Velvet sighed "I can't think of much I've ever wanted more. So, what are y'all wearing?"

Nat smirked "Little Red Riding Hood and Bruce is the big bad wolf"

Velvet nodded "Nice. How about you Wanda?"

"Danny and Sandy from Grease"

"Oohhh, cute"

Oct 25

"Velvet honey, there's a package from Boot Barn here" Bucky said as he walked in the front door with dinner he picked up.

Velvet came out of her bedroom with a towel around her neck, skin still damp from the shower wearing a t-shirt and shorts.

Bucky looked her up and down, licking his lips.

Velvet snapped her fingers in his face "Hello. Is there anybody in there?' Where did you go?"

Bucky came out of his daydream and blushed when he saw Velvet so close. "Yeah, uh, what?"

Velvet kissed him softly on the lips "I said it's probably your cowboy hat and shirt. I ordered a distressed looking shirt so you don't look like some wannabe urban cowboy who calls himself that because he likes country music. Where did you go?

He looked down "uh, just in my head. Sorry"

Velvet hugged him "Everything ok?"

Bucky nodded too quickly and Velvet shook her head at him "James.."

He sighed "Ok, sorry, Doll. I don't want to make you feel pressured but fuck, you make me crazy. Every time you look at me exactly like you are right now and you touch me or kiss-"

He stopped "Sorry. No pressure. We are on your timeline."

She put her fingers over his lips to shush him "it's ok. I understand. Thank you so much for being patient with me. Wexler thinks I'm making progress. I know I'm feeling more relaxed and open with you. Physically and emotionally. We will get there. I promise."

Bucky took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "Even if we don't you're stuck with me. Till the end-"

She side-eyed him "Are you trying to Steve Rogers me?"

Bucky huffed "of time. Till the end of time. Always so difficult"

Halloween

Before the excitement started Velvet took a late morning nap so she wouldn't run out of energy too early. Knowing she could sleep late tomorrow definitely helped.

Velvet met up with the rest of the ladies at the compound where Pepper has, once again set up a perfect day of pampering, mimosas and brunch before the party.

While Velvet got a massage, Nat started getting dressed and asked "So, Miss Velvet, is tonite the nite?"

Velvet picked her head up and gave Nat a dirty look. "What kind of spy are you when you have to spill all of MY secrets in front of the entire group? Everyone doesn't need to know the intimate details of my relationship with Bucky?"

Velvet put her head back down to enjoy her massage. She was already so nervous about tonite, worried that she would disappoint Bucky or that sex would change things in a bad way. She trusted him but his way with women still made her insecure even if it was in the past.

Morgan perked up "Miss Velvet are you and uncle Bucket going to get married and have babies? What's happening tonight?"

Velvet threw a dirty look at Nat before smiling at Morgan. "I want to tell Bucky I love him and thought tonight would be good. After the party. I don't know about getting married, we've only been together 3 months but I'd probably say yes if he asked me."

Wanda giggled "Nice save, Velvet.” Which earned her a dirty look from Velvet.

When the masseuse was finished she stood up and pulled her robe back around her shoulders. Seeing that the hairdresser was available she went to have her hair done with a purple feather. She went to the make-up artist who used a shimmer powder on her face and shoulders to give her a soft glow, mascara and a deep purple lipstick to match her dress.

Once everyone was satisfied with how they looked Pepper announced that it was almost time for the party to start so she was going to head down to make sure everything was ready.

Velvet put on her beloved purple cowboy boots and she was ready to go. She sat and chatted with the others while they were finishing up.

Pepper made a beautiful Morticia Adams and Morgan was an adorable Wednesday.

As they left Velvet called out "I'm going to be very disappointed if you and Tony don't tango at least once tonite." Pepper laughed as she walked away.

Velvet was getting even more nervous the later it got. She was excited for the party but scared about after. She took an edible out of her little pouch purse and washed it down with a mimosa, hoping it would take the edge off of her nerves and the pain they were exacerbating.

Nat received a text from Bruce letting her know he was waiting in the ball room whenever she was ready so she left with Wanda trailing behind.

Carol and Maria were adorable as an angel and a devil and left the room holding hands and laughing.

Velvet was the only one left so she took a deep breath and headed downstairs. She could hear music and laughter thru the halls as she walked to the entrance.

Hoping to sneak in without any fuss she tried to blend in but Bucky was anxiously looking for her since all the other ladies were already there. His breath caught when he saw her and his heart sped up. She looked so beautiful to him. That purple dress with her shoulders exposed and a slit up to her right thigh.

He wanted to grab her and kiss the purple off of her lips but he restrained himself and gave her a peck on the cheek

"Wow. You look beautiful. I don't know if I can hold out till the party is over." His voice lowered "The things I want to do to you, Doll." And trailed off as he gently kissed down her neck to her exposed shoulders.

Velvet shivered "Don't get too worked up yet, the party is just getting started."

They went to the bar to get drinks and Velvet started with water since she'd had about four mimosas and didn’t want to get wasted.

Thor and Valkyrie came up to the bar, dressed as Men In Black and Velvet hugged Val "I wondered where you were. You guys look awesome. Kinda like the ones in the last movie. Is there anything you want to tell us?"

Val shook her head "No, we're friends, co-workers that's all. Thor isn't my type, some extra parts that I don't need but Jane is off doing some science thing and I couldn't bear Thor's pouting anymore."

Velvet laughed "I know, right? Men can be so much work."

Bucky looked offended "You know, I'm right here." Velvet smiled and kissed him which completely distracted him from his feigned offense.

"You are so much trouble, young lady"

Velvet gave him a wicked grin "You ain't seen nothing yet"

Bucky shook his head "c'mon Doll, let's dance"

Bucky had been teaching her swing dancing like he used to dance before the war. Obviously some moves were too much with her back but they still cut a good rug.

The night went on and everyone was having a great time. When midnight hit a slow song came on for the last song, Journey's 'Open Arms'.

Bucky pulled Velvet onto the dance floor and hugged her close to him. "Do you know what you have been doing to me all nite, Doll? You look so good I could eat you up."

Velvet looked up at him, not quite as tall, and smiled "Is that literal or just a turn of phrase"

Bucky grinned and dropped his voice "Sweetheart, it's anything you want it to be" he pulled her flush against him with his left hand on the small of her back and gently pulled her face towards his with his right hand on her chin and kissed her. Gentle and slow, he ran his tongue along her lips and she opened her mouth to let him in.

Bucky sighed and fisted his left hand in her dress, his right hand on the back of her neck. He wanted get closer, become part of her but ended the kiss and caught his breath "Unless you want me to lose control on the dance floor in front of all of our friends we should head out"

Velvet's face was flushed and she nodded "I think I'm ready" They quickly made their good byes and headed for her car, stopping regularly to push up against a wall and kiss like teenagers.

In the car, Velvet was running her fingers up and down Bucky's thigh while he tried to keep his attention on the road. "If you keep that up we're going to run off the road. Thank god, we're here."

They hurried into the house and as soon as the door was closed Bucky pushed her up against the wall "I don't know what's in your head tonite but please don't stop."

Velvet giggled and nibbled on his earlobe "Why, James, whatever do you mean?"

Bucky moaned "Be careful, Doll. If you keep this up I can't be responsible for what I do. I won't be able to stop."

"What if I don't want you to stop" she whispered in his ear.

Bucky pulled back and looked her in the eyes "Are you sure? I'll stop if you want me too. I don't want to push."

Velvet kissed his nose "I know, James. I want you. I need you."

Bucky kissed her hard, almost desperately. The last three months had been filled with passionate make outs and touches but always clothed. Velvet kissed him back and started to unbutton his shirt.

Bucky tensed "You, you don't have to...I know the scars are ugly-"

Velvet put her hand over his mouth "Nothing about you is ugly, you are beautiful. I've seen your scars and I love them because they are part of you"

Bucky looked at her in awe "How did I ever get so lucky to find you?"

Velvet kissed him again "I'm just as lucky. Please Bucky, I NEED you."

Bucky picked her up, bridal style and carried her into the bedroom. He set her down gently on the bed and pulled her boots off then stood her up and turned her around so he could unzip her dress. It pooled on the floor, leaving her in a corset and nothing else

"Jesus, Y/N. Have you been walking around with no panties all night?"

Velvet grinned "Gotta try to keep my costume accurate. And bloomers just didn't look right on me."

Bucky unlaced her corset slowly, kissing along her neck and shoulders while running his fingers along her back as more was exposed.

When the corset fell to the floor he turned her to face him, slowly looking at her from head to toe "Beautiful" he whispered.

Velvet blushed and tried to cover herself but Bucky grabbed her wrists "No, don't hide from me. Please Y/N. You are so perfect. I want to see all of you and I'm going to touch and taste every single inch until all you know is pleasure and my name."

Velvet shivered, she felt very exposed but standing naked in front of him while he still had his t-shirt and jeans on was kind of erotic. She pulled at his shirt and he helped pull it over his head. Touching his bare chest, running her hands over his shoulders and along his scars Bucky shuddered.

Velvet reached down to unbutton his jeans and pulled them down as far as she could. Bucky pulled his pants and underwear off and they stood, inches apart each taking in the beauty of the other until Bucky sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled her into his lap. She could feel him, big and hard near her core, which was dripping on his legs. Bucky kissed her again harder this time all teeth and tongues, a little desperate. He needed to envelope her, be a part of her.

He pulled back "Lay down on your back, sweetheart. I want to see you. All of you."

Velvet slid back to the head of the bed and leaned back on her pillows. She looked Bucky up and down and gasped, she had never seen him naked before and while she had been able to feel that he was well endowed she wasn't expecting.....

"See something you like, Doll? Because it's all yours."

He stalked across the bed on all fours, like a tiger stalking its prey. He started kissing her, pouring everything into that kiss. Trying to tell her what he had difficulty saying.

Velvet whined, starting to get desperate, needing his touch more than she could remember ever needing anything.

"Are you sure about this?"

Velvet nodded "I've never been so sure of anything in my life. Please Bucky. I need you."

He moved from her lips to her neck, kissing and biting, blowing in her ear until she was moaning and writhing under him. He moved down slowly kissing along her shoulders his right hand gently kneading her breast and pulling at her nipple. He flicked at it with his tongue then suckled it into his mouth gently nibbling and groaning at the musky taste. He moved to pay equal attention to her other breast until she was moaning and arching her back, needing more.

Bucky chuckled at her desperation "Don't worry Baby, I'm going to take good care of you" he ran a finger softly along her slit and groaned "Fuck Y/N you're soaked. What a pretty, wet pussy for me to play with."

Velvet sighed "Please James, stop teasing me" Bucky looked at her with a lusty smirk and nodded before he dove in like a starving man, licking a broad stripe from her dripping core to her swollen clit.

Velvet's back arched and he lay his left arm across her hips to hold her down "You taste so good, I could eat this sweet pussy all day" and dove in moaning at how good she was.

Velvet was a whining, writhing mess "Oh.god. James, I. Don't. So good, please."

Bucky looked up, "Tell me. What do you want? You want to come all over my face? Come on doll. I need you...." He started gently sucking on her clit while playing with her dripping hole with his left hand, carefully sliding one finger in and out.

Then a second finger and Velvet gasped grabbing his hair and pushing his face into her "James, baby, oh fuck, please, I'm, oh god, I'm" and her body tensed while the waves of pleasure crashed through her and Bucky groaned loudly.

"Y/N yes, I want all of it" as she squirted on his face and chest.

When she started coming down and could feel the wetness on the sheets under her she became embarrassed  "Oh god, Bucky. I'm sorry I didn't mean to make a mess. I should have warned you that I do that sometimes."

Bucky grinned, his face shiny with her release. "Are you kidding? That was so fucking hot. I need you to give me one more like that before I'm done here."

And he buried his face in her pussy, loving how absolutely fucking drenched she was, dripping down her crack to keep soaking the sheets.

Bringing her to her second orgasm was quick since she was already sensitive, he groaned into her as she squirted and squeezed his fingers as he pumped them into her.

Velvet pulled his hair "too much" he licked her oversensitive pussy softly.

"Damn, Doll. So sweet." And came up to kiss her mouth. Velvet could taste herself and moaned. When he pulled back she reached down to take his hard cock in her hand, using the precum dripping out for lubricant.

"I want to taste you too, James" he looked at her, pupils blown so she could barely see the blue in his eyes.

"I want that too but later I need to be inside you before I explode. You still good?"

She nodded and gasped "Yes, James...."

"I've got you" he lined himself up and slowly eased into her, groaning when he filled her "Fuck. So wet and tight and perfect like you were made to fit me. I don't know how long I can last, you feel too damn good."

Velvet moaned "more" and Bucky started moving, slow and gentle but deep. He pulled out almost all the way then thrust back in and Velvet arched her back and whimpered

"Doll, you make the sweetest sounds but I'm gonna make you scream" Bucky sped up a little, trying to keep control so he didn’t hurt her but she felt so good and it had been so long.

"I'm close, Doll but I need one more from you before I let go. I need to feel you milking and soaking my cock. Jesus you feel so good, like heaven. I could live here, with you, like this."

He leaned close and kissed her gently "Y/N, I love you so much. I don't know how I ever lived without you." She could feel him so deep inside her she didn't think she would ever lose that feeling.

She gasped out "I love you, Ja-James. Oh fuck. Uhg YES, JAMES YES, PLEASE" and she exploded with stars in her eyes, squeezing his cock and gushing down his legs. That was it for him

"Y/N, fuck" he groaned and stilled, filling her with hot ropes of his cum. Bucky laid on his side, pulling her with him so he was still buried deep inside her. They held and kissed each other until they came down from their high.

Bucky looked at her smiling. "That was....fuck."

Velvet nodded "uh huh it sure was." Bucky got up after a few minutes to get a wet washcloth and clean her up. "Buck, the sheets are drenched"

"It's fine, I'll just put a towel down and we'll wash them tomorrow because you know I'm not done with you yet."

Velvet smiled "Just give me a minute to rest" she mumbled.

Bucky pulled her into him and trailed his fingers up and down her back mumbling into her hair "I love you". Both of them felt like they had truly found their home.

[sunder-the-gold]

Listen, please understand that people like me are doing our best to see things from your perspective. You are a cis white male living in a deep-red flyover state. I get that you don't exactly have a lot of motivation to support BIPOC or 2SLGBTQ+ people. But you also need to see that we aren't asking you to support us, but at least you could stop helping people who want us dead?

I think the part that confuses me the most is that this shouldn't even be a hard choice. If you want to broadcast what a hardcore rad-trad right-wing ultra conservative you are… Then OKAY I guess?? You do you. But how exactly does reblogging R-slur filled posts from Bronys like r4cs0 and takashi0 help you do that? I would think that reblogging from people who jerk off to clop porn would be the opposite of what a conservative would do!

So all we are asking is that you unfollow and block a group of people who sexually objectify characters from a children's cartoon show. And then you can go back to bragging about how hard you are going to vote for Trump in November. This seems like a win-win to me.

Hey, @r4cs0, @takashi0, you've got cowardly anonymous character-assassins making the rounds.

I haven't even seen or registered r4cs0's name in forever, and I'm fairly sure I haven't reblogged anyone saying the word "retarded".

But God save us from mean words, because the Far Left sure don't restrain themselves from wishing death and rape on anyone who opposes them.

Really hilarious how Anon wrings their hands about other people disapproving of their life-style while turning around and trying to shame you for what they claim is yours.

(It sure wasn't Bronys who made a mockery of the Last Supper at the Paris Olympics. Exchanging Jesus Christ's message of self-sacrifice and forgiveness for Dionysius' debauchery and hedonism.)

Yet I'm supposed to be the conservatively religious bigot, according to Anon! As though what I'm trying to conserve isn't the American tradition of freedom, as laid out in the Bill of Rights of the Constitution.

The same document that Frederick Douglas was also told (by Marxists) was written by rich white slavers to keep the black man down, until Fred actually read the document and spent the rest of his life championing it as the best model by which all men could enjoy legal equality, liberty, and peace.

Anon also doesn't want me to treat non-'white' people poorly, but they want to make absolutely sure that I know that they see me as 'white' and that I should see myself as 'white', too. Who's the racist?

Which 'white'? I've got no Anglo-Saxon or Germanic heritage in my Irish/Italian mix. And that's setting aside how much the Irish-Americans and Italian-Americans hated each other before I came to be, as a fourth-generation unhyphenated American of the USA.

Anon, I only give a shit about my skin color because I biologically cannot gain a tan for any protection from the sun... and because your political cult think I ought to be shamed and punished for the accident of my birth.

I think Europeans demonstrated great capability by conquering the majority of the planet, and if God's not real and there's no truth but Power, then "might-makes-right" is as legitimate a morality as any other.

But God is real so thankfully He used the imperialism of mere mortals to spread His message of mercy and love so far and deep into the anglosphere that appealing to such virtues seems to Anon like a good way to convince people to do what Anon wants.

Those arguments certainly proved good enough in the anglosphere to bring an end to the Western slave trade, while the Islamic slave trade continues to this day in open-air markets in Libya.

Anon should try appealing to those virtues in Islamic nations and see how far it gets them. Maybe as far as the roof and then the short trip back down to ground-level.

How about in China? Try asking the people of Tibet or the Uyghur Muslims about Communist mercy. Ask the people of India and Pakistan how China respects their dependence on the water of the rivers flowing into their borders from China.

[strangeharpy]

Fanfic Writer Interview Meme

Tagged by @redtailedhawk90 <3

How many works do you have on AO3?

I currently have 83, though that's about to go up by the end of this week... :3c

What's your total AO3 word count?

449,334. Jesus, almost half a million.

Your top 5 stories by kudos:

Out of This City - TAZ - an Angus character study.

nothing's changed since the witching days - 3rd Life - some fraught Scarian.

part-time soulmate, full-time problem - 3rd Life/Hermitcraft - Written with @lotsadeer, just some fun Mumscarian Mumbo angst.

Indelible Ink - TAZ - my Johnchurch soulmate AU.

Once, We Were Gods - Homestuck - a very old, very abandoned Beta OT4 fic.

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I got really overwhelmed trying to respond to every comment and ended up not responding to a bunch and now it feels awkward so I just don't respond and I feel bad about it. >.<

Do you write crossovers?

Technically yes? I mean, the Life Series and Hermitcraft are two things I often pull into each other, and I've written some crossover stuff for gift exchanges, but I'm more of an AU girlie (gender neutral) most of the time.

Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I do, and it tends to vary a lot. I think most of the smut I've written has been Cass/AuDy though lmao

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I'm aware of.

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not that I'm aware of, though part of me wants to try translating something into German just to see if I could manage it.

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I sure have! Co-writing is so fun and I want to do it more.

What's your all-time favourite ship?

Cass/AuDy is the ship that taught me what an OTP really IS. Like, I've had ships that I enjoyed and I thought they were OTPs, but no. Cass/AuDy will be with me forever, even as I kind of drift away from being as involved in the FatT fandom.

What's a WIP that you want to finish but don't think you ever will?

I don't know that I'll ever finish Arranged Candidacy AU. It's just too big and ambitious and I love the concept but I don't think I have it in me to do it justice.

What are your writing strengths?

I've been told my character voices are good. A comment I got that I think about when I feel bad about writing involves the phrase "(disgraced Merle Highchurch creator Clint McElroy gives up. "Yes, harpydora is the Merle person now")."

What are your writing weaknesses?

Pacing. >.<

What's a fandom/ship you haven't written for yet but want to?

I have a very silly idea for some musical!Beetlejuice/adult Lydia fluff that I want to write for Danielle. I just have to clear my plate first.

What's your favourite fic that you've written?

light up the way, hands down. It is still in the top five longest things I've ever written, and I frequently go back to it because I'm still pretty happy with all the character beats. It was so self-indulgent.

Tagging: Anyone who wants to do this too! Tag me so I can read it!

[lolotr]

hi babes it's me, get ready to spill all your secrets ✨ I wanna know EVERYTHING but also I don't wanna be weird, so gimme 15 with some sweet sweet details about those WIPs, maybe, if you're down for it? Also 29 and 30 pls and thank you. 😘❤️💕

HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII BABES THANK YOU FOR SENDING THE ASKIES

15. What WIP are you taking into next year with you?

Which ones am I NOT taking into next year with me, jesus. so many. these are all DBD, as will be shocking to 0 of you. I have WIPs in other fandoms, but nothing I'm ACTIVELY working on

-Dead Boys Night: It would be nice if I could finish this before the year ends, but I'm not totally sure that will happen. I have ideas for the last chapter/epilogue, but I haven't been great about sitting down and actually working on it. Pray for me.

-Libraryverse: I will forever be obsessed with this little family I created. I currently have two fics that are actively in progress, nowhere near done, but they will continue to be written, as well as (hopefully) the 10+ other ideas I have for this verse. I kid you not. I am obsessed with the libraryverse.

-The Raven Cycle AU: This has been percolating for a few months, since I wrote the first chapter for payneland week. I want to develop it into a full story, and even have a couple chapters written, but I want to develop it more/get farther before posting them.

-Merthur AU: Weirdly, I also have an idea or two about the merthur vibes AU I wrote for payneland week. I've started working on the story of Edwin and Charles meeting in that verse, but I'm not sure if anything will come of it.

This is not to say these are the only ideas I have, but these are the ones with more than just vague vibes written down, lol.

29. Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?

Ugh, that's gonna be hard. I've written so much that I'm proud of this year, which is such a nice feeling. The first one that comes to mind is this, from my beach episode:

“I love you, Edwin,” he says, with the same conviction as, Let’s get you out of here. As, You’re my best mate, and you always will be. As, It looks like you’re stuck with me.  

That was one of my favorite confessions I've written.

30. Biggest surprise while writing this year?

Honestly? That I found the joy in it again. Before Dead Boy Detectives, I hadn't written much fic. I posted something here and there, usually for much smaller fandoms, but I haven't been gripped by a story in this way in YEARS. So the biggest surprise this year was that I got grabbed by the guts and wrote TENS OF THOUSANDS OF WORDS and am full of ideas and excitement. The initial rush has calmed a bit, both naturally and because I got a job and moved, but I am still having a great time writing and posting, so I'm not going anywhere.

ao3 wrapped [writers edition] (yes I'm using someone else's post bc I couldn't find my own shut up)

[ghost-proofbaby]

nine people i'd like to know better

being a bit of a cheat since i haven't been keeping up with my notifs, and doing a nice little conglomeration of the tag games going around that both are regarding getting to know people better! thank you so much for tagging me @rosewaterandivy, @onegirlmanytales, and @emma-munson in these sweet fun games <3

favorite part of your daily routine?

probably checking in with all my friends, asking about their days and making sure they know i love them. that, or calling my pets stinky as i feed them first thing in the morning, and genuinely arguing with them as they meow/bark at me during the process

last song?

favourite lyrics right now?

"i'd give you my life, if you'd promise you want it." - black ice by maya hawke

favorite color?

a deep maroon or emerald/forest green. gimme allll the deep reds and pretty greens please

last three books (or fics) you've read

'if he had been with me' by laura nowlin (tiktok made me do it), 'my roommate is a vampire' by jenna levine (cute read), and then catching up on most of @icallhimjoey's fics (wes' way with words is driving me insane)

currently reading

'assistant to the villain' by hannah nicole maehrer (10/10 so far!)

relationship

painfully single. probably forever. it's cool. i'll just spill all the love i have to give into my friends' cups and my writing.

currently watching

i've started two different half-assed rewatches as of recent - strangers things, and the walking dead. the goal is to finally watch the entirety of the walking dead since i stopped around season 5? or just... whenever negan was introduced (yeah. yeah. that episode with glen. he was my favorite. i never watched another episode.)

last movie

i rewatched the entire og hunger games trilogy!!!!!

at a movie theater, which arm rest is yours?

the one closest to my friends, or the one farthest from strangers.

sweet/spicy/savory

gimme all the sweets as of recently, surprisingly. (i've never been much of a sweets person growing up)

last thing i googled

'weird old people smell' (please don't ask)

currently working on

a top secret thing that i haven't decided if it'll see the light of day yet. :pedrosmile:

what 'old person' things do you like?

well not their smell i'll tell you that i really love learning people's histories, or about their days. i'm a yapper. i love chatting with all the old people that come into my job.

vintage or new?

depends, but usually vintage.

are you scared of the dark?

yes, but also no. idk. it's a work in progress in my ripe old age of 24.

candles, essential oils or incense?

candles or incense. i do enjoy essential oils, but i never use them (outside of spellwork)! i love my incense quite a bit, but my roommates aren't overly fond of the smell most times haha

random fact/story you want to share about yourself?

i frequently keep small 'mourning' boxes for major times/changes in my life. i have one for my first love, one for my childhood pet, etc. i'll keep things like physical photographs, letters/notes people have written me, small tokens of defining moments, all that fun stuff. i don't open them very often, but i like having them there, in the back of my closet. always just in case.

jesus. that was terribly long and terribly boring. my bad!

i'm tagging @maladaptive-menace, @hellfire--cult, @emmaisgonnacry, @corroded-hellfire, @littlesubbyflower, and anyone else who wants to join in <3 no pressure to do so, of course!! i also have no idea who's been tagged already and who hasn't so my bad if you already have!

[misc-obeyme]

hi cc !!!

i saw that other ask about celebrating Christmas and ajdjwjw, where you said dia would probably research whatever the mc celebrates

so funny to think about with paula bc in my head she just. maybe not HATES but dislikes Christmas (bc ofc im giving her a retail job back in the human world ✨ so she associates it with bad and stressful times)

I WAS GONNA WRITE A FIC. ABOUT SOLOMAMS SHOWING HER THE JOYS OF CHRISTMAS AGAIN. AND I DIDN'T HAVE TIME. but they were literally gonna have to do their own research and figure it out along the way too, bc Mammon wasn't familiar with it, and Solomon wasn't really into it either but he thinks it'd be nice to celebrate together

OKAY BUT LMAO DIA MAKING BARB RESEARCH MEXICAN/HISPANIC CHRISTMAS...LOL

paula is like "oh...i can...what do i do? chill? (She's on edge)" and then dia calls a meeting and is like "PUT YOUR COATS ON WE'RE GOING OUT"

like. even i don't fully understand everything because we always arrive at such an awkward time in the middle of the festivities. but Christmas eve, having to put the baby jesus statue to sleep. Idk who would end up rocking the statue, if they make Paula do it, she'll be mortified. Actually. Paula and Mammon do it. Extra mortified. THEY MADE ME DO IT LAST YEAR...NEVER AGAIN. STANDING THERE IN THE COLD. NOT KNOWING THE SONG. STARING AT THE GROUND. DAWG..

anyway that's just such a funny idea in my head. haven't written in forever. only wrote like. one more scene in my solomams songfic. and im almost done with my holiday exchange... crazy...

OKAY BYEE

Hellooo Lupe!!! I hope you had a wonderful time celebrating Christmas~

Poor Paula, having Christmas trauma due to a retail job 😩

Listen Christmas may be over, but you can still write the fic if you want to! At least that's how I feel about it lol. Write whatever you want whenever you want! But you could always save it for next year, too.

I love the idea that Solomon and Mammon show her the joys of Christmas!! Mammon would looove the gift giving part of things. Not just because he'd like to get gifts, but he likes to shop, too. And I think he'd like giving gifts just as much as getting them. Solomon might end up doing all kinds of weird stuff, I don't trust him aslkdjf. Like that one time he made magical objects for everyone... I shouldn't complain, at least he isn't cooking.

I'm having hilarious visions of Paula and Mammon rocking the statue of the baby Jesus together and blushing and freaking out and being absolutely ADORABLE. Solomon is standing off to the side trying to hold in his laughter lol.

Ahhh well the writing will always be there for you to pick up whenever you desire~

[feyd-meowtha]

2, 8, 15 for the fic questions!

2) fanfic trope you haven't done but would like to?

Hmmmm, probably true tragedy like major character dead and unhappy endings lol, cus I've written dark stuff but always angled for a happy ending. I think I could also put a fun spin on a soulmate AU, though I think I would probably have the pairing not be soulmates and see how that pans out. Also I could dig something with an arranged marriage, though I feel no need to do it for feydpaul despite the fact that it makes so much sense cus its already been done so many times.

8) share a snippet from your favourite dialogue scene you've written and say why you're proud of it

so this was gonna be from 3am Eternal ch6 but thats going through rewrites so idk whats gonna become of it so fuck it, let's put up a wall of text (warning, pls do not take anything they say seriously, they're morons)

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“Well, he’s going to some scary techno BDSM party or something, I dunno. He said, like ‘Halloween is just an American consumerist phantasm, invented to make your children fat and sell stupid costumes’ or something like that. I don’t really know-” 

“I fucking hate that guy,” Brady muttered.

Curt cut him off with a nod and a loud, “Aha!��, tutting and waggling his salty finger in Bucky’s face. “So that’s it, is it? Halloween is just another symptom of the moral decay of the decadent West. I see how it is.” 

Sitting back triumphantly, Curt basked in his genius for a moment before his face fell as he was greeted by matching looks of disbelief from Brady and Kenny. Bucky just looked kind of confused. 

“Curt, he’s German, he’s not a fucking communist.” Brady said, his voice dripping with scorn.

“Yeah, Curt,” said Bucky, this close to sticking out his tongue. 

“Yeah, if anything we,” said Kenny, gesturing around the table, “were on the side with the communists, Germany was like, very much fascist. That was the whole problem.”

“Also,” added Benny, chiming in with a much needed non-moron perspective, “that’s not cool Curt. The man can be a communist if he wants. No Mccarthyism at the dinner table, didn’t you read The Crucible in high school?”

“We all did,” Brady said, his head in his hands as he was ignored once again. “Miss Flick, tenth grade.”

“Yeah, Curt,” said Bucky, pointing at him with an onion ring, honestly just glad that for once it wasn’t him who was being ganged up on. “Stop being, like, so xenophobic.” 

A hush fell over the group before Curt and Brady erupted at once. 

“Bucky, who taught you that word?” Brady asked. 

“Did he teach you that word?” Curt echoed. “We told you not to listen to that creep! He’s putting all kinds of crazy thoughts in your head, turning you against us.” 

“Stop it, all of you. You’re not allowed to not like him just cus he’s a communist.” said Bucky. 

“He’s not a communist, that’s what we just said!” shouted Curt, “Kenny said he’s a fascist and that’s not why I don’t like him, I-”

“I mean, he’s not actually a fascist right?” Asked Kenny. 

“Nah,” said Bucky, a hand on his chin as he squinted thoughtfully. “At least I don’t think so, he’s like, really gay.”

“You can be a gay fascist,” said Brady. 

“Speak for yourself,” shrugged Curt at the same time as Bucky yelled,

“We all know you can be a gay fascist.” 

Brady’s look of disappointment would haunt him forever but there was no time to dwell on that as Bucky turned back to Curt. 

“So he’s not a communist or a fascist. You’re just xenophobic,”he said, gesturing accusatorily with his now half-eaten onion ring. 

“I’m not xenophobic. You don’t even know what that means! Jesus Christ, I don’t even know what the hell we’re talking about anymore. I’m too stoned for this shit.” He took a deep breath, holding up his hands and looking Bucky straight in the eye. “I don’t hate him cus he’s German, I hate him cus he spiked you with goddamn LSD.” 

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Ok, so that was long but basically I like it because I made myself laugh while writing it and I am the critic who matters most lol. I think it's funny and it reminds me of my pals from uni.

15) if you could choose one of your fics to be filmed which would you choose?

Probably would have to be APTIUT because in all 3 adaptations (and the book) I have never gotten a version of Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen that I am actually happy with. All the TV/film ones are a real miss for me in terms of being what I want from the character (though they do make me laugh). One last chance pls 🙏

[cleveroscar]

Long Distance with Marc Spector (MLM)

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One Shot

Word count: 508 is the estimate

( Reminder: I have a processing disorder where it makes me unable to edit essays correctly so please bare with me )

I haven't written like this in years so I'd love any support :)

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"Show me how you fuck yourself puppy...c'mon boy show me how you get yourself off for me."

Marc said, staring deeply at his webcam it almost felt like he was in the room with you, just like you remember it before he had to go on another mission. "God daddy I wish you were here to fuck me I miss your cock so much" you said, completely breathless starting to speed up on your slick cock

"look at you baby all needy for your owner you can't even control yourself" hearing him talk to you like this drove you crazy you started to feel that knot in your stomach but it was too soon. Marc could tell you were almost there by the way your naked chest was heaving up and down "you know what you need to do to be able to cum puppy don't be stupid because you want to think with your dick right now" he said, sternly while he took a deep inhale from his cigarette. You felt meek and small when he said that, but it felt good you liked being talked to like this " sorry sir please let me cum I haven't in days I waited till I could see you sir...please....daddy....please"

Marc grinned watching your eyes close tightly while you whined "it's ok baby calm down just breathe...you can take it can't you boy?" you nodded fast trying to get the answer you were begging for. Through tears you looked at Marc trying to see the look on his face while you begged, it felt like forever. Watching him lean back in his chair while smoking completely unfazed by the sight of your pathetic moans "go ahead and cum puppy you can do it make a mess" you let out an exhausted sigh going even faster than you did before "that's it make a mess for Daddy" your mind went blank as you felt yourself cumming all over your chest it felt so good

"Gooood boy you did so well for me" you laughed reaching for a towel "thank you sir"

"Do you want to go take a shower or just rest while I stay on call" Marc said putting out his cigarette standing up from his chair.

"Mm I just want to lay down sir" you yawned out, glancing at the clock on your wall. It read "4:00am" Jesus Christ the night had been over a long time ago "good choice puppy but go use the restroom first then get some water" he said, taking his shirt off leaving him in nothing but sweat pants

"will do sir thank you for tonight I can't wait to see you again" you said, already cleaned up, and ready to wind down for the night well what was rest of it " you'll see me soon puppy I promise I'll make it up to you as soon as I get home you always know how to make your owner happy" Marc said, as he moved his laptop to the bed to lay down.

You couldn't wait to see him again....

[irate-pirate-bi-27]

Get to know me tag game!

Thank you @rooksnooks for the tag!!

Rules: answer + tag 9 people you want to get to know better and/or catch up with

Favourite Colour: At the moment it's red, but I constantly switch back and forth between red and blue. Sometimes I also dabble in purple.

Last Song: Aengus, The Prize-Winning Hog - The Toxhards :)

Currently Reading: The Undying by Mudrooroo (I'm also halfway through a reread of The Name Of The Wind, and I'm on a hiatus from a collection of short stories by HP Lovecraft). I haven't been reading much fanfic recently tho

Currently Watching: The End Of The Fucking World (with my sibling) and Just Roll With It (as well as my ever-growing Watch Later list on Youtube)

Currently Craving: The motivation to read or do anything productive

Coffee or Tea: Tea forever. If tea has one fan I am her. If tea has zero fans I am gone from this world.

Any hobby you would like to try? How can I pick just one? My first thought is learning sign language (or any new language really) but there's also painting, cycling, hiking, learning an instrument, etc etc

Any discipline you'll follow during the Olympics? I might keep up with the swimming, since it's the one Australia always does really well in. I'm looking at the categories right now and just found out that break dancing is also a category now?? so I'm definitely gonna watch that. If I get time I might check out the gymnastics or archery or martial arts categories too

Any AU/Alternate Universe you've been plotting for? I haven't written any fanfic in a while now, but my latest project has basically been bible fanfic. In a sentence, I would describe it as an angsty Jesus x Judas sci-fi/fantasy AU with an unhappy ending (for now)

I will tag: @birdo-is-here, @starsinplainsight, @neon-zoologist, @hex-is-vexxed, @iiep-wop, @shaunarcanine , @ohmygod-zu-you-suck, @bepisbee, @aussiegingerguy, and anyone else who wants to join in!