#make fic wierd again

[arviyya]

It's amazing how much music influences writing, isn't it?

I use a lyrical quote at the beginning of every fic I write, oftentimes that quote spurred the entire brainrot.

But that's art, isn't it? we emulate our inspirations naturally, and I personally think that's a beautiful thing. Rather than art being a singular lonely entity, it's a web that connects the human experience spanning across thousands of years.

That might sound like an exaggeration, but it's not. Humans really have been in this loop since the first art appeared on the walls of ancient caves - inspired to create, creating to inspire, and on and on it goes.

That's what fanfic is at the end of the day, interpreting characters inspired by their canon selves from art that someone else created. It's all just part of the web, connecting us, and bonding us through expression.

That's the point of fandom, to connect, create, bond, and build friendships from shared love of these characters and all the silliness.

Don't forget that. Seems some of you have.

[necrotic-nephilim]

I honestly just wanted you to know that because of you dead-dove dickbabs is not one of my favourite things to read

THANK YOU THIS IS VERY SWEET

you'll be happy to know i plan to write some! i just have to dig my way out of my inbox, i have a lot of prompts i wanna write, but i do plan on coming back to them! i'm in *love* with dead dove DickBabs, i have endless ideas and thoughts. including some that play with Pre-Crisis where Babs was a Congresswoman and Dick was briefly her assistant because that. that shit has endless fucked up potential for me. would make a good civilian AU or the actual canon. but also i just want to play with ideas of Babs purposefully antagonizing Bruce and Dick's arguments bc she knows she's the one Dick will come to to vent about Bruce, and she *always* takes Dick's side, nodding sagely about how shitty Bruce is and how Dick is a bigger person than her for being able to put up with it all and offering to take Dick out on patrol for the night so he can get away from Bruce. like, *classic* grooming tactics. partly because she just doesn't like how Bruce treats Dick and thinks she could do better, and partly bc why waste the cute, obvious crush this kid has on her? i just have endless thoughts and i really love these two when they get to be problematic. let Babs be the weird one in a relationship.

[weshallallsuffertogether]

So elden ring fans you ready for the miquella x tarnished ships? Miquella gonna get pounded y'all ready for that anyone else ready for lord of frenzied flame x the uncorruptible one? (Yes I'm calling him that its funny) anyone ready for both wholesome ships and the incest one you know what I'm talking about hehehehe

[iluvpjo]

HII SO I HAD THIS IDEA SOME TIME AGO AND IT CAME BACK INTO MY HEAD YESTERDAY SO :^

Imagine you play a role in pjo maybe silena or something and ure at the pjo premier with everyone else (ure dating charlie) n you and charlie dissapear for a bit and when you come back everyone is confused and is whispering like 'why is she walking so wierd?' SKSKDKDKFK IM SORRY

Also can i be 🌻 anon??

REMEMBER TO EAT ENOUGH AND STAY HYDRATED !!

𝒲𝒶𝓁𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝐹𝓊𝓃𝓃𝓎 𝒲 / 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓁𝒾𝑒 𝐵𝓊𝓈𝒽𝓃𝑒𝓁𝓁

(Walking funny w/ Charlie bushnell)

Synopsis: (read the request basically for a longer version) basically u n charlie hangout n when u come back ur walking funny 😋

Warning(s): NSFW! MDNI, I don’t think um there has to be anymore warnings…

Pairing: Charlie Bushnell x fem reader

Word count: 1,315K

Note: HEHE hi 🌻 anon!!! Welcome n ily, also ur brain is so smart n sexc for this!!!

*also guys just so yk if u can’t tell I write fics differently to how I write THIS kinda stuff beforehand 😭 like I write silly here but not during my fics ^^

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There were loud yet hushed noises echoing around the bathroom that shielded the two of you from the rest of your cast mates, hiding you both away so you could get a quick quickie in before joining everyone. Inside the bathroom stall the two of you were on each other, your teeth clashing as your skin slapped against skin. It was hot and it was lewd, and you were sure you’d die of embarrassment if the two of you ever got caught like this.

“C-Charlie, hurry.. we’ve gotta get back to the premier!” You complained through your teeth, pouting your makeup covered lips. You were sure that your stylist would kill you for ruining your makeup and hair, your mascara was slightly smudged in the corners from your eyes watering — you couldn’t help tearing up a little when Charlie would stimulate you like this. Your lipstick was also a mess, and Charlie knew he’d have to wash your kiss marks off of his neck at the sink before leaving the bathroom together.

“I know sweetheart, but you wanted this remember?” He asked in a bit of a condescending tone, his lips curling up into a smirk as he kept standing there in front of you between your legs. “I- I know..” You huffed and crossed your arms over your chest, pouting your lips and furrowing your eyebrows at him like you were upset at him. But he knew you weren’t, he simply chuckled and shook his head at your pouty reaction, scoffing and mumbling that you were very ‘cute’ when you acted like this.

“I’m not cu- ah!~” Your complaints were cut off by Charlie when he thrusted deeper inside of you, pressing harshly against your cervix and making your stomach ache a little “Hold that thought sweet girl. Unless you don’t wanna cum?” Charlie tilted his head at you as he asked that with this smug smile on his face. “Of course I do!-“ He cut you off again “Tut. Tut. Then be quiet for me sweet girl, I don’t want anyone catching us like this..” Charlie chuckled a little to himself as he watched you accept and grumble to yourself a little.

Charlie moved you carefully so that you were in a better position for the both of you, you were bent over and your arms were holding yourself against the wall. Charlie was standing behind you, his hands gripped tightly on your hips as he rocked himself back and forth inside of your tight pussy. You weren’t the best at taking it from behind, the position would always be a little too much for you— but Charlie wanted you to take it today. He knew you’d have a harder time staying quiet but he wanted to challenge you, plus he found it really cute how you were trying your hardest to stay quiet (even if you were failing!)

“C-Charlie..~” You groaned out, your legs trembling underneath you as his cock kept hitting against your fleshy insides. Your wet slick was dripping onto him, covering his large cock as well as dripping down your thighs a little. “Yes, my love?” Charlie asked you with a hushed voice, “f-feels good..” You whined out and bit down on your bottom lip to muffle your moans. “Yeah sweetheart? It feels good does it? Let me help you feel even better..” You didn’t have any time to question what he meant, he lifted your right leg up and started hitting inside of you at a different angle which had you close to seeing stars.

You removed one of your arms from holding onto the wall, having to use it to cover your mouth. Your moans were muffled, but it didn’t mean that they were silent “mfhh!~ ah!~ fuckk’” You cried out as Charlie’s cock ruthlessly pounded into you from behind. “Fuck.. Sweet girl, I’m gonna cum..” Charlie warned you and you just nodded at him, encouraging him to just keep going. Charlie hissed under his breath as he had to keep quiet as well, letting out a soft gutters groan when he began to cum.

His cock twitched before spurting out his hot seed which painted your insides white, a bit of his cum dripping from your cunt. Charlie took a moment as he had a breather before he then slammed back inside of you, he felt a little more sensitive but he had a goal to make you cum as well. You threw your head back in pleasure, squirming against him when the tip of his cock entered you deeper and got pressed to the hilt. You couldn’t control yourself anymore and you began to cum, your eyes teary and your legs shakey as your pussy clenched tightly around him and came.

“Fuck’ C-Charlie I love you!~” You cried out as you came, your orgasm hitting you roughly like a huge wave. “I love you too sweetheart.” Charlie helped you as you began to recover from your orgasm, helping you sit up against his chest. Your legs wanted to give out, shaking and hurting from just standing there but luckily Charlie was holding onto your waist now. “Don’t worry sweet girl, I’ve got ‘ya.” Charlie reassured you as he slowly helped you clean up a little and get dressed, pulling your panties up and pulling your dress back down etc..

“T-That felt really good.. L-Let’s get back to the premier before they realise we’re gone!” You told him and tried to hurry, Charlie paused you for a moment as he had to quickly use the sink to wash off the lipstick marks. As he looked in the mirror cleaning himself he replied to you and said “I think it might be a little too late for that dear.” He spoke “What? No.. it’ll be fine, I don’t think they even noticed!!!” You were lying to yourself and Charlie could see it, but he wouldn’t say anything because he didn’t wanna embarrass you.

(There’s more writing btw)

“Hey, where’s Y/n and Charlie gone? They’ve been gone for a bit now and the premier is about to start!” Leah complained and began to fidget in her seat as she looked around for them, her head turning and trying her best to look behind the rest of the people sitting around hoping to find them each somewhere in the crowd. “It hasn’t been that long, has it?” Walker asked her and squinted his eyes a bit, Leah huffed and pulled her phone out to show him the time.

“Didn’t we get here almost an hour ago?” Walker questioned as he saw the time “Like around five I think. They’ve both been gone almost the entire time we’ve been here!” Aryan joined the conversation as he heard the two of them talking. They were all discussing about where they thought that you and Charlie would be that they didn’t notice when the two of you actually joined them, only turning their heads around to see you two when Dior spoke up.

“Wait— why’s Y/n walking like that?” Dior whispered to herself, blinking in confusion as she watched. Walker and Leah leaned forward to look past Aryan and Dior, Walker letting out a bit of a laugh “Haha! She really is walking weirdly. Why do you think that is?” Walker gossiped to Leah and Aryan “No idea.” Aryan shrugged his shoulders.

“Sorry we were gone guys! I uh— we got held up.” You excused yourself and sat down beside Dior, Dior looked over at you and was about to say something until she noticed your flushed face and messed up hair. She shut her mouth, turning away and gigging a little to herself, she knew exactly why you were walking weirdly now. Aryan heard her laughing and looked over at you too to figure out what was going on, and he sorta got a bit of an idea too but wasn’t quite sure.

[christinarowie332]

these people are naughty….

matt and chris sturniolo discover tumblr …..

chris sturn x reader oneshot imagine

warnings : sexual conversations

if y’all see your fic names do a little dance

this was written out of pure boredom

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“im home!!!” my voice rang through the triplets living room as i walk into their house , closing the door behind me and walking towards the kitchen. it’s there i see matt’s face , and the back of my boyfriend’s head .

“hi y/n” matt says with a smile that reaches his eyes , squinting them slightly while laughing.

“hello matthew, what’s so funny?” i ask walking over to chris who still hasn’t even acknowledged my presence, but that changes as i reach his shoulders and place my hands on them , his head falls back and looks at me upside down . i lean forward and kiss his forehead, pulling away seeing a big goofy smile from him and him greeting me finally “hi mama” before he looks forward again .

“me and chris were just scrolling through some anonymous confessions on that tiktok account” matt reply’s before bringing his bottle of water to his lips and taking a sip , scrolling down on his phone screen making another confession show up causing him to laugh again.

i put my hands through chris’s hair from behind him , his eyes shutting and leaning his head back at my touch . “where’s nick?” i ask , noticing the absence, looking round thinking i maybe missed him on the sofa .

“he’s upstairs editing i think , should be down in a sec , how was work?” chris says while looking up at me through his eyebrows, his head fully tipped back making his adam apple stick out from his neck . “work was good , i mean i didn’t stop all day and i’m tired as fuck but like , i like the chaos” i reply while walking towards the fridge backwards , watching chris watch me as i move . “you have to like the chaos to be with that kid” matt says , his eyes still glued to his phone as he scrolls through the account . “these people are actually insane bro have u seen this account?” he continues, turning around in his chair to show me the confession . i squint my eyes slightly and grab his hand to steady the phone infront of me , the confession read ‘this might be wierd but do you think chris has a mommy kink …. i mean kid SCREAMS it but idk i might just be reading too much into it’

i laugh at the words and read them out loud to chris , making his mouth drop in shock as he attempts to grab the phone from matt . “the only crazy part about that is that it’s true” i say making chris get up from his seat and try to run towards me , i close the fridge quickly and attempt to run away from him. i fail . i erupt into giggles as his arms wrap around me , lifting my slightly. his head makes his way into the crook of my neck , rubbing his slight stubble into the skin making me laugh and squirm away from him . “i do not have a fucking mommy kink!” he exclaims as he puts me down , flicking his hair out of his face with his hands and walking towards the fridge .

“hmmm i don’t knowwww , u did call her mama when she got here” matt says , his lips falling into a line as he looks around with his eyes dramatically.

“that’s not a fucking ‘kink’ you weirdo , it’s just a name , it’s just a joke …..” he replies to his brother , sitting back in his seat at the table , a light blush coating his cheeks .

“whatever dude , i don’t need to know either way . the comments are even crazier , half of them are calling the anon a weirdo and the other half are all saying it’s me with the mommy kink ….. WAIT WHAT DID I DO?!?” matt says before frantically scrolling through the comments now . “what the fuck is ‘tumblr’ ?”

my head snaps towards matt . knowing full well what that app is from my highschool days . “hold on …there’s a sturniolo side to tumblr ?”. i ask walking towards him , pulling out the chair next too matt and moving it towards him .

“i guess , wait do u know ‘tumblr?’” he asks turning towards me , i keep my eyes on his phone and scroll down on the screen watching a few people talk about different things but most was all talking about ‘fics’ .

“yeah dude it’s like wattpad but on crack . like fully sex fan fictions bro . that’s crazy” i say , dragging the ‘crazy’ and laughing under my breath . “wait lemme download the app real quick” matt says while grabbing the pepsi from my hand to give to chris .

i take a seat next to chris , pushing it closer to lie shoulder to shoulder with him , watching his phone screen as he scrolls through tiktok laughing at videos together . after a while matt speaks up telling us he had made an account on tumblr .

“bro the top posts for sturniolos are literally just sex story’s , they got that one right .” he spins his phone around and shows us the top story being about his being good at giving head , me and chris roll our eyes before chris grabs his phone to scroll through it with me . his thumb moves down the phone screen . us both reading the titles of each fic , “too damn long ? oh you haven’t jerked off apparently baby . sit on my fucking face , first time , no nut november, eyes up , taking of the virginity… WOW CHRIS YOUR A FREAK IN THIS ONE-” i list out the names before chris puts a hand over my mouth causing me to giggle into his soft skin .

“wait till they find out i’ve never even held hands with a woman” matt says , grabbing his phone from his brothers hand whilst he is distracted looking at me . making both me and chris turn the look at him stupidly , the very obvious fact that he indeed in a man whore . “bro you literally just called yourself a munch” chris says to matt , moving his hand from my mouth and opening his own phone to text nick about the new app they discovered .

“you guys like have to react to these in a video , this is like insane” i say to chris through laughs.

“im pretty sure the only app we could upload that video to would be only fans , these people are naughty”

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i laugh and giggle funny ha ha .

taglist :

@mangosrar @soursturniolo @biimpanicking @querenciasturniolo @ermdontmindthisaccount @recklesssturniolo @tackycrown @udonotknowme @urmyslxt @iheart2021chris @its-jennarose @oversturn @paper-crab @strniohoeee @slut4chr1s @daddyslilchickenfingers @freshlovehacker @flowerxbunnie @kenzieiskoolaid @kvtie444 @loveesiren @lustfulslxt @lunarsturniolo @lovingsturniolo @chrisenthusiast @bluesturniolo333 @nickenthusiast @mattslolita @mattsbratt @chrisolivia4l @fredswh0re @rac00ns-are-c00l4

[dragonridernoobie]

I’m kinda embarrassed cause I messed up last time so I may go anonymous for a lil bit but I had an idea! Okay transformers=shiny reader who likes shiny things=crow behavior

And what do crows love?! SHINYS! Now to ideas for this Crow!Reader who keeps just trying to collect the transformers(wether reader is like a crow harpy/actually has bird characteristics or is human/crybertronian is up to u😌) ORRRRRRR she keeps bringing them shiny things cause she likes them and is trying to court them but they don’t get it, and reader is super possessive of her shiny things

Characters: Optimus(TFP or Bayverse you can pick!) Wheeljack, Ratchet, and Megatron(I’ve read all of the fics for him and need more:,))

Don't be embarrassed. We all do stupid shit, but if you still want to go anonymous then go ahead. Remmber one of my rules here are no shame. Also, I like this. I will try my best, hope you like it!

TFP X Avian Reader

Background info: The reader is an escaped experiment from MECH. They tried to make a super human but failed, this is for the optimus one.

Also, reader is an avian. I think it fits better. Also, this is what a avian looks like.

Optimus

Optimus was minding his own business. He was following an energon single intel he came across a massive trap laid out by MECH.

Inside he found reader.

He was amazed since he never seen a human with feathers or wings.

He definitely noticed how they acted like a bird. Meaning reader ruffled up their feather's, and tried to make themselves bigger.

Like an owl.

How an owl dose it

He talks calmy to it and frees it.

Reader takes this chance to fly away.

Optimus was surprised, worried, and sad that reader flue away but he hopes to find them again

Weeks past and optimus starts to find strange objects right outside of the base

Broken beer peices, rings, cans, even an engergon crystal once.

When he stayed up late to catch the intruder, he finds reader.

She was the one bringing the stuff to the base.

Optimus takes this opportunity to try to help and earn trust from the reader.

It takes a Hella long time.

But reader comes when optimus calls them and will actally bring him things he lost.

Even ancient objects that reader can carry.

Wheeljack

When wheeljack was captured by the decepticons he was brought into Knockouts lab.

(Shockwave wasent in the story yet)

While he hanged there, he noticed movement from the corner of his optic.

When he looks over, he finds reader looking at him curious from her contaner.

Wheeljack was definitely surprised since he knows humans don't look like giant turkeys.

He tries to talk to it, but reader just dose clicks and chirps.

When wheeljack has the ability to knockout...knockout...ya

He takes this chance to grab the container reader is in and runs out of the decepticon warship.

Once back at his jackhammer, he opens the container and reader quickly flies off.

Wheeljack definitely will tell the autobots but pains no mind to reader.

She's free, no longer in danger, no longer his problem.

After a couple of weeks after the incident, wheeljack flies off earth to find more autobots.

That's when he hears wierd noises at the back of the jackhammer.

He goes back to investigate. Preparing since it could be a con.

But he finds reader, making nest out of his tools.

He is surprised but tries to talk to reader.

He is surprised when reader hands him a can.

He learns quickly that shiny is readers favorite thing.

Ratchet

Ratchet was going thru the internet at base, looking for any spotting of weird things.

Like ancient shit.

That's when he came across a article about a moth/bird person.

He knew humans made up alot of woerd story's to scare there kind.

He would have dismissed it, if it wasent for the fact in the picture, this moth/bird thing had a necklace.

An ancient cybertronian artifact.

He looks at all the spotting and narrow it down in a forest in south America.

He takes a portal there, since he thinks he can handle this alone.

After a few hours of searching, he finds the necklace...with a bunch of other shiny stuff in a giant ass nest

He was amazed since all the reasurch he has done on earth life never talked about birds or anytbing making nest this big.

When he reached for the reckless, something swoops down and latches on his face.

Ratchet curses and tries to swat the thing off.

It makes a painful chirp and crashes into the ground.

When he looks at it, he is amazed to find a human...half bird?

He was amazed but seeing it hurt, he curses and helps it

He takes it to base and helps it

Que a stressful few weeks

Reader was a pain in the aft.

But ratchrt somehow earned their trust...also alot of shiny nick-nacks on his keybord.

Megatron

Megatron met reader when he captured a human and gave it to Shockwave.

Ordering him to make a hybrid.

Weeks later, Shockwave presents reader. A half bird and human hybrid.

Megatron wasent happy that it was dangerous but dosent kill it.

Nah, it's his pet.

Soon, reader gets out of the warship and dose there own thing.

Soon returning with shiny stuff they find.

They made a nest up high in the throne room

Megatron was annoyed by that but it dosent interfere with his planes so leaves it alone.

Soon, he noticed shiny things in his berthroom.

Like rings, cans, broken beer bottles, chip bags, anything shiny.

He was confused and went to Soundwave to see the recording who dared went into his berthroom

He finds reader flying in there and setting them in there.

He was confused.

Intel once day, reader returned to the ship with an artifact they just lost to the autobots.

He was amazed and actally impressed for once.

He praised reader and ordered anyone who hurts reader will lose their spark.

Reader was now a higher rank then starscrsam XD

Hope you like it!!!!!!!!!

[teddytrash-101]

I had this wierd dream were I read a tgcf fanfic where sometime during the couple of centuries xie lian was on his own he got taken in by this family who seen like a teen on his own and felt bad.

So they looked after him and he only let them coz he needed somewhere to stay and could do things for them in return and he was 17 in there eyes so it would only be for like a year at best before he could say he needed to go off to the world.

But the problem was they had this child of their own who was like 7 at the time and some way some how xie lian figured out it was his mother reincarnated and then the kid kinda grew up and then the writer got really wierd and incest-y so everyone fucking hated the fic coz it had so much potential to be wholesome

And I took it upon myself to re-write it without the incest part and put my own spins on it too and it got very creative without me meaning it too somehow.

There was a bit were xie lian went to a spiritual room with all these ribbons of his ancestors lives and he used it to find out his suspicions about his new brother but he also found some of his other ancestors were also reincarnated and a pretty bad one was that the family didn't like the story of and always praised that this mofo died bc he was a bad omen in their lives.

So xie lian and his now grown reincarnated mum had to go find this ancestors and make sure he wasn't bad again and then when he was they defeated him together and the brother had memories of his past life as xie lians mum during it and got to tell xie lian how loved he was and how she would always ve there for him no matter what form she takes and then he got to watch this new life of hers grow old have his own family bc he was still his own person and stuff and xie lian got to have a kind of proper good bye with his mum and now with his adoptive brother he also loved.

And yeah that was a wierd dream

[chishiyaisasnack]

Dare, part 6

Part 5 Part 7

Hi and welcome back! This is a direct continuation of part 5, so read up on that if you don’t remember it.

Disclaimer! This is smut and smut only. Do not read if you aren’t of age or uncomfortable with that topic. It is pure fiction (it’s always consentual in my fics though), always use a condom and ask for consent irl.

It’s written and posted on mobile so I apologize for any wierd formatting.

The sun had almost started to rise when you got the okay to go home from your stake out. You were tired and ready to be back in your bed, pulling the cover over your head and sulking in peace, but you knew that it was still a long way to go before you would be back at your room at the Beach. You couldn’t believe that you once again had fallen for Chishiyas games, that you had let your guard down and went along with his stupid idea, and stupid methods to get you to do what he wanted. You were fuming, mostly at yourself, for letting him win.

The long descend down the buildings staircases felt like an eternity, especially having to walk next to a smiling and proud Chishiya, strutting along with his head held high and hands in his pockets.

”Are you still being a sore loser? I thought the orgasm would cheer you up.” Chishiyas voice rang through your ears as the echo of it travelled down the walls of the long concrete walls.

Yes, you were still a sore loser and no, the orgasm hadn’t cheered you up at all, rather the contrary and left you feeling whatever the female version of blue balled were. Here you’d been thinking that you and Chishiya got off together but in reality he just climbed twenty flights of stairs and then watched you for god knows how long while you were knuckles deep into yourself fantasising about how it was his fingers doing it. You were utterly disappointed in the reality of the situation, and still mad at him for scaring the hell out of you.

”Did you even jerk off?” If this was a cartoon you would have bolts of lightning shooting out of your eyes when you gave him the biggest side eye that you could.

”I had to climb all these stairs so a hand down my pants would be very inconvinient” His satisfied smile was glowing in the first rays of the sun that was shining in through the windows covering one of the walls, giving you a beautiful view over the city, a view that was blocked by his dumb head.

”How could you do all… that, without at least getting hard?”

Chishiya shrugged, like it was no big deal at all. His nonchalant reaction made you see red. That was it, if he wasn’t going to play along with his own game, you were going make him hard yourself.

You pushed him up against the wall, putting your hand on the back of his head so that it wouldn’t hurt him, and then pulled his face towards yours as your lips crashed into his. You thought that he’d stop you, taunt you, tease you for wanting him again already, but instead he let your tounge meet his as he pulled you closer by your hips, hands holding you with almost bruising force. All the need that he had created by talking to you over that walkie talkie was erupting withing you, pouring out into your veins and leaving you with a hunger that only Chishiya could satisfy. Your hands gripped his hoodie, pushing yourself up against him as close as you could, a whimper escaping you when he turned you both around until you were the one caught intbetween the wall and him. His leg forced it’s way between yours and you instinctivly started to grind against his thigh, no longer concious of your bodys actions, all your focus was on how his tounge played with yours and the warm breath that brushed over your face whenever you stopped long enough to breathe.

When his lips left yours and started to make their way down your throat you couldn’t help but to whine with every kiss he placed on you. You leaned your head to the side, letting him explore your neck and shoulders until you couldn’t take it anymore.

”Chishiya” you breathed out, whining as he nipped on your sensitive skin.

”Yes?” His voice was hoarse, warm against your ear, before placing his lips under it, once again kissing and licking his way down your neck.

”Have you ever had office sex?” Chishiya stopped in his motions and looked up at you, lips wet and swollen and so captivating that you had to stop yourself from throwing yourself at him again. Not yet.

”No.” His eyes were clouded with need and curiosity when they stared back into yours. You wanted nothing more than to pull him towards you and devour him.

”Wanna try?”

You both rushed to the door closest to you, swinging it open and taking a look at the office in front of you. It was a big open landscape type office, desks spread all over the room and big windows looking out over the city that spanned out over the first glimpse of the sun over the horizon. Deciding that the desk closest to you would do the trick, you took Chishiya by the wrist and pulled him with you, only turning around to face him when you were trapped between the desk and him. As soon as your eyes met he crashed his lips into yours once more, fingers threading through your hair and his body pressing you back until the were no more room for you to move. The silence was cut by a heavy object - a book maybe - falling to the floor with a loud bang, but it didn’t faze you since Chishiyas lips were on your neck again, hot and hungry, kissing and licking their way down to your collarbone, earning whimpers of approval from you every time he connected to your skin. Your hands were gripping the fabric on his shoulders, keeping you grounded as you felt his hands moving down your back, over your skirt, then down your upper thighs before grabbing them and lifting you up so that you were sitting on the desk behind you, still not leaving any space between his body and yours.

”Stay there” he whispered, his hands moving up under your skirt, slow and sensual, making you long for the touch you knew were coming.

You gladly followed his order and leaned back on your hands. The desk was cold beneath them but the warmth from Chishiya was heating you up from wherever his body touched yours. You felt his hands move down your thighs and when he knelt down between them the anticipation sent electricity through your whole body. He pushed your skirt up until it bunched around your hips, hooked his fingers on the waistband of your panties - not without stroking over the white bow that you’d been teasing him about - and pulled them down your legs, throwing them somewhere on the floor for you to look for later.

Chishiyas eyes were focused, knowing exactly what he wanted, and he moved fast to get it. You didn’t have time to blink before he had pushed your legs open and slid his tounge all over your center, parting your folds and landing on your clit, tasting you like there were no tomorrow. The moan you let out was filled with lust, the feeling of his mouth sending waves of pleasure through you. He expertly circled your clit, flattened his tounge over you, dove into you while pressing his tounge against your walls, over and over again until your head was spinning. Fuck, how was he so good at this?

”Chishiya… yes…” you cried out as your hand flew down to grip his hair, pulling him closer to you as your hips started to roll against his mouth. You let your head fall back, mouth fall open and your eyes fall closed as you concentration was on Chishiyas tounge and how incredible it felt when it flicked over your clit again. That warmth in your belly was burning hotter by the second and you knew you were getting close, but before you were able to reach your climax he pulled off you, breathing heavily and with dark eyes looking into yours.

”Get up.” His voice was raspy and it stole your breath away. The fire in your body continued to burn hot, watching him stand up and impatiently dragging you off the desk before spinning you around and pinning you down on the desk so you were bent forward and in a perfect position for him to fuck you from behind. Papers scattered everywhere as you put your arms in front of you for support, leaning on your elbows to prepare for the weight of Chishiya behind you. You stuck your ass out, giving him easy acess, and it didn’t go unnoticed.

Chishiya worked fast, pushing the fabric of you skirt over your waist and running his hands over your ass before making one hand grab onto your hip, his fingertips digging into your skin until it almost hurt. You heard him shuffle around behind you - you guessed that he was freeing himself from his shorts and underwear - and when you felt the tip of his cock against your entrance you desperately pushed yourself back against him, wordlessly begging him to fuck you. And he did.

You both moaned in unison when he pushed all the way in, the feeling of his warm, hard cock finally being inside you lit every nerve in your body on fire and you instinctivly clenched around him and savoured the feeling. After a few slow thrusts to get your body used to it, he leaned in over you, putting his hands on either side of you to get more leverage, and let his own desire show by fucking into you harder and faster, fueled on by the way you moaned under him.

His body slammed into you with every thrust, pushing you both further down onto the desk, the only thing holding you up were your weak hands against the table, slowly lowering from his weight on top of you. His face was buried in your neck, hurried breaths warming it up and small swears lingering in your ears as you threw your head back in exctasy. Deliberate rocking of his hips made him hit the right spot every time, making you see stars when the tip of his cock pressed as far in as it could. One of his hands snaked around your torso, grabbing your breast through your shirt on the opposite side and held it firmly, lifting you up with him as he continued to relentlessly pound into you. This position made him press even harder into that spot deep inside you, and when you felt his other hand on your clit your whole body started to shake.

”Chishiya.. please don’t stop, I’m so close” you whined, begging him to bring you over the edge. You clenched harder around him, your body desperate to keep him inside you until you climaxed around him.

The air was filled with filthy noises from when your bodies connected. You could hear how wet you were when Chishiya bottomed out, not to mention the feeling of it trickling down your inner thigh on his way out. The desk creaked under you, threatening to give out from the forceful pace Chishiya held, fucking you with power and speed that were sure to leave bruises on you from where your waist was rocking into the wood. You didn’t care, you didn’t even feel uncomfortable, all that mattered was the delicious drag of his cock inside you, his throaty groans in your ear and the smell of him surrounding you, making you dizzy with need. All your senses were filled with him.

”Fuck… I won’t stop.” He almost growled into your ear before buriyng his head into the crook of your neck. ”Come for me.”

Then he bit down on your shoulder, sending your mind into overdrive, and with a final deep thrust you came around him, moning his name while violently shaking in his arms. It was a good thing that he had such a strong grip around you, otherwise you would have ended up on the floor.

Chishiya didn’t lie when he said he wouldn’t stop. He was nice enough to slow down right after your orgasm, still fucking you so deep, but as soon as you stopped shaking and your breathing became a bit more normal he sped up again, one merciless thrust after another until you were so wrecked that your moans were rough and guttural. The grip he had on your breast was almost painful, but the stinging felt so good in contrast to the pleasure continuing to build in your stomach.

”Y/n,” he panted into your sweat slicked skin, sounding like he could barely hold on himself ”turn around and get on your knees”.

When he pulled out of you, you moved on full autopilot, spinning around and falling down until to you kneeled on the carpeted floor under you, not hesitating to present your mouth to him and eagerly wrapping your lips around his cock when he dove into it with a gasp. A hand clutched the hair on the back of your head and held you still so that he could fuck your mouth the way he needed to, you sucking and working your tounge like your life depended on it. His movements were controlled, careful not to hurt you or push too far in. Usuprisingly he seemed to remember where your limit were - he must have been taking note of it the previous times you’ve blown him - and that made you even more eager to give him everything you could. You were so turned on, your thighs wet with arousal and your center throbbing as you tried to grind against your leg at the same pace Chishiya was going.

The hand in your hair softened, giving you a chance to back off if you wanted to, but there was no way you were going to miss this opportunity. Hell, you had begged him to come in your mouth several times by now - he knew very well that you had a thing for this.

Chishiya came with a throaty moan, hot liquid spilling all over your tounge, his cock twitching as he emptied himself in your mouth. You swallowed every drop he gave you, continuing to slowly bob your head up and down his length, dragging out the sensation until he pulled away from you.

A spent Chishiya met your eyes when you looked up, skin glistening and eyes tired. Thinking that he’d like to see how good you were for swallowing, you opened your mouth and playfully showed him, only to be met by a pair of eyebrows scrunched together and a ’why would you do that?’-look on his face. You couldn’t help but to laugh, before leaning back against some of the desk drawers, closing your eyes and basking in the afterglow of a great - really fucking great - session.

”I thought you didn’t want to come in my mouth.” You opened one eye and watched as he pulled up his shorts and sat down on the chair at the desk opposite to you. The sunrise made his hair glow, the skin on his chest sparkled under the rays. He looked content, soft breathing and blurry eyes focused on you. He shrugged before answering.

”I guess I owed you an apology for creeping up on you. That seemed like a fitting one. Don’t get too used to it though.”

[darkaviarymc]

Other cool fic idea? Even if you can't write it no or even ever, I'd be willing to hear about it if ur willing to share?

Since you asked so nicely anon,

TW Death, violence, paranormal

The concept is part modern AU part supernatural murder mystery. Grian and Mumbo just got their first house together, and it's a much nicer house than they thought they could get as first time buyers. It was below market value because the real estate agency legally has to disclose that there was a murder there.

Grian and Mumbo take a chance on the house anyway because it's not like ghosts are real or anything 😅😅

😳

But after living there barely a week, they start... experiencing things. Hearing something rolling across the floor when there's nothing there, feeling cold spots in the kitchen, finding cabinets open, finding that hyper-specific things, like house shoes and blankets, keep inexplicably going missing and being found again in wierd spots.

One night, they turn off the TV to get ready for bed, and there's a word written in the dust on the screen: Scar.

Mumbo does some investigating and finds out that Scar was a previous resident who was found shot to death in the kitchen by a home health nurse during a routine wellness check (he was disabled and semi-independant)

With the help of Imp snd Skizz Paranormal Investigations, they make contact with Scar and figure out that his spirit can't rest until his murder is solved. Obviously the police won't listen to them when they try to provide new information for the cold case, because ghosts are obviously not real, right?

So it's up to Mumbo and Grian to help Scar solve his murder so he can finally rest in peace. And maybe... they kinda like having a ghost as a roommate? Maybe, through what limited communication they have with Scar, they become friends? Maybe... some other feelings get involved?

Can ghosts fall in love?

[romanestuffsposts]

I have a wierd shoulder thing where some days my shoulders hurt a lot can you maybe do a thing where their little has one of those days where shoulder pain? And they help with the pain? It's okay if not

Hi there love! 💜

Of course, I would love to write that for you! I'm sorry you feel that pain from time to time, I hope you find a way to help with the pain ❤️

And I hope you like how I write your request sweetie. In this fic, I write the pain as a muscle pain but I don't know if it's what you have or not so I hope it's okay <3

Enjoy <33

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Warnings : pain, hurt baby, caring Daddies, massage, bath, paci, bottle, pet names, kisses, cuddles

Pairings : Daddies!Stucky ; Daddy!Bucky x Papa!Steve x Little!Reader

Summary : A nice massage for an immense pain

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You're alone since this morning, your Papa had to help at the Stark tower and your Daddy is on a mission since three days so you had all the day for yourself. Only, when you woke up you felt something weird, like a kind of weird pain in your shoulders.

You thought it was because of you mattress or because of the position you had during the night but you had this pain all day. You rolled your shoulders and stretch but nothing is helping. It feels good to roll your muscle but it doesn't help the pain afterward.

So you decided to take a warm bath. You remember your Daddies always telling you to put hot things on your muscle when you have a cramp or when your muscle are sore so maybe a hot bath is the solution ?

You just slide in the bathtub when you heard the front door downstairs. You know it's your Papa so you don't panic, it's the opposite, you start to relax as you feel the muscles of your body relaxing underneath the hot water. You slide until your chin is touching the water so your shoulders are under the water. After all, it's why you take a bath so they have to be under the water.

You close your eyes and soon hear the bathroom door opening, following by footsteps. Your Papa smiles and goes sit behind your head. There's a room like a little counter on each sides of the bathtub where you can put soaps and shampoo and that's where he sat.

He kisses the top of your head "how was your day baby ?" he asks as his fingers start to play with your hair. You moan in contentement at the attention "was good but my shoulders hurted all day so I take a bath to relax" you quietly say.

He hummes and his hands slide down your neck to your shoulders "do you want me to massage your shoulders ?" he sweetly asks as he starts to press both hands on your shoulders

"Don't we need to masse the pain after the hot bath ?" you ask confuse as you peer up at him. He bends over and drops a sweet kiss on your forehead "we can do both. It's good to start massaging when the muscles are relaxing. After your bath i'll massage you again"

You nod and rest your head back against the tub, your eyes closed as your Papa starts to massage your shoulders with his fingers and palms.

Something you can't deny is that your Papa is the king at massaging. With his big and warm hands it's always heaven. He doesn't even have to put pressure on his hands to make you feel good, even some light caresses are enought to relax you. He's a witch, that's why he's so good at it.

"does it helps, princess ?" he asks after some minutes. You hum in answer and slowly nod your head. Your head suddenly felt heavy when he starts to massage your muscles, you could fall asleep right here right now.

"Daddy comes back tonight or tomorrow morning. It depend on his flight" he informs you. You smile at that information, you miss your Daddy so much and you know your Papa misses him too. You want to be together again and you are so so excited.

You probably fell asleep because when you open your eyes, the water is starting to get cold. Your Papa felt your discomfort and pulls his hands away "it's time to get out ?" he asks and you nod.

He stands up and goes grab your towel as you step out of the bathtub, careful to not slip on the ground because of the water. Your Papa wraps the towel around you and kisses your little nose, he runs his hands around your body from above the towel to help drying you.

"let's go to the bed so I can keep massaging you" he lovingly says. You nod your head and smile at him. He kisses your forehead and you melt under his touch.

You just put your short on since your Papa will massage you, you let your upper body naked so he has an easier access to your pained shoulders. You make your way to the bed and lat flat on it, you comfortably snuggle the pillow as you wait for your Papa

"I took an oil for your muscle, sweetness" Your Papa says as he enters the room. You feel him sitting on the bed and his hands come in contact with your shoulders. You hiss each times he hits a sore spot and he's quick to apologise every times.

You feel his fingers massaging your muscle and even if you still feel that there's something in your shoulders, you also feel the pain slowly fading away.

You both are so consentrate on what you're doing that you don't hear the front door opening and closing. Bucky frowns when he doesn't see anybody coming to greet him, it's been three days that he's away and he thought he'll had another welcome.

He rests his bag in the island of the kitchen and makes his way upstairs. He knows you are here because he saw both of your shoes and your coat near the front door. Your Papa wouldn't let you go outside bare foot and without a coat by a weather like this one and he himself won't do it either.

He opens your bedroom door just to see it empty, he keeps making his way down the hallway until he reaches his bedroom's door. He opens it and relax when he sees you both in there. He quietly makes his way toward the bed and watches Steve's face lighting when he spots Bucky.

He winks at Steve and rests a finger on his lips so he'll stay quiet. He kneels beside your head and slides his fingers down your hair, he brings his lips to your ear "is Papa making you feel better, beautiful ?" he whispers in a low voice.

You hum in answer before shooting your eyes open, you turn your head to the other side and smile when you see a smiling Daddy. He kisses your forehead "hi there love" he whispers as he keeps stroking the back of your head "you had good days without me ?" he asks

You nod ''still missed you" you say and he chuckles "I missed you too, little one" he pecks your lips before standing up. You close your eyes again and hear your Papa greeting your Daddy following by a kiss sounds making you smile

"What is happening here ?" he asks sitting on the ground, facing the bed "her shoulders felt sore today" Steve explains "she told me it was hurting her all day so i try to relax them and her" he adds

"aww baby" your Daddy says with a sad face "did you put something hot on it ?" he asks and you nod "took a bath" you mumble in the pillow

"Well then the best you can do now is letting your Papa massing you because he's the best" your Daddy kisses your forehead

[deep-sea-anemone]

I don't know you, I don't know who or what you ship, but my understanding of anti vs. pro means being anti vs. pro-shipping children with adults and if you think the majority opinion is that that is perfectly fine and normal, you need to go outside and touch grass.

Hi!

I assume you're referring to my addition on that poll post. I'm happy to clear a few things up.

Firstly, Proship IS the default opinion and only in recent years has this anti-ship ideology come about (I have my own theories as to why that is, but that's its own can of worms and I specifically just want to adress this ask).

Any Pro vs Anti definitions were made up and forced on proshippers (again, because pro is the default and Antis are new). As such, Antis have skewed the meaning of proship into basically stating that "all proshippers like and endorse this content, and do not discriminate between content or judge the individuals who make it". This actually goes against what proshippers believe. The entire pro-ship philosophy can essentially be boiled down to "don't like, don't read".

There is a whole hoard of fiction that grosses me out. For instance I hate yandere and non-con, and find incest and minor/adult relationships incredibly gross. I even block the "age-gap" tag because even if they are both consenting, having that much of a power imbalance wiggs me out. I've unfollowed some of my favorite artists because they've posted dynamics and scenes that I don't like (Most recently I unfollowed a very popular artist because I found out they ship Sukufushi: a ship between a 16 year old and an ancient demon possessing another 16 year old. Since it's fiction and not reality, you get these wierd nuances that could never happen in the real world and it is up to the individual to decide what they are comfortable with).

A lot of proshippers actually WILL tell you that people who like pedophilic ships or other dark content (such as rape and snuff fics) ARE gross and sick in the head and that the people who think otherwise are delusional. That doesn't mean that I don't believe that they don't have a right to create that content. I just want them to keep it away from me. Hence why I have those tags blocked on tumblr and why I filter them out when I search for fics.

The proshipper philosophy isn't that problematic ideas/ships are good and should be celebrated, and everyone certaintly doesn't believe that it is "perfectly normal", we just think that if you don't like it then, rather than berating the "freaks" who do, simply block and move on and do your best to keep them out of your thoughts, because ultimately, as disgusting as it is, there is no actual harm in it.

Secondly, Antis seem to believe that we proshippers endorse gross/dark content in real life. I assure you that that is NOT the case. And if an individual does, in fact enact their ficticious-but-irl-illegal fantasies, then that is not an example of the pro-shipper caving in and acting out their sick desires in the real world. It is the case of a REAL LIFE pedophile (or whatever) coming into fandom spaces and then interacting with or creating dark content. Is it possible that this happens? Sure. That doesn't mean that it is the default or even common, and basically every proshipper is in agreement that they are disgusting individuals. Again, this is because proshippers believe that fiction should remain fiction. Any time that make-believe turns into real-world actions, it is no longer make-believe and is now a real danger. Antis refuse to see the difference between the two.

You also mentioned touching grass which I think is a little ironic. The proshipper philosophy is that as long as fiction remains fiction, it has no bearing on the real world. It is Antis that have a hard time recognizing that playing pretend isn't the same as physical wrongdoing. Hence, why proshippers use the term "touch grass": it's meant to remind people that there is more to life than fantasy and online discourse, That it's important to log off and go "touch grass" to remind yourself that there is a difference between the tangible real-world and the imaginary scenarios that people create in their heads.

If you (and others! This isn't meant to be a callout, just informative) have difficulty comprehending this, I encourage you to consider the following scenarios:

1) Murder Mysteries: just because someone writes someone getting murdered, does not mean that they would want to see it happen,and certainly not commit it in real life.

2) BDSM: no party that willingly engages in bdsm is truly getting hurt (except to the extent that they want to be). Smacking someone during sessions does not mean that that person would ever do it in real life, and certainly wouldn't support others doing it

3) rape fantasies: this sort of goes along with bdsm, but there is a large difference between having faith that your trusted partner would never hurt you and only acts out a scenario because you ask them to, and being forced against your will to engage in harmful and/degrading sex acts.

4) Shooter Games: For a long time, people believed that playing violent video games corrupted children's moral and made them crave violence and increased the likelihood that they would want to renact that violence and turn into school shooters. There was actually a study done a while ago examining the link between video game violence and real life consequences....and they found nothing. There was no correlation between committing fictional violence and real world impact.

Fiction =/= real life.

Secondly, Antis have a tendency to invade people's inboxes and leave hate comments everywhere. Sometimes this is just saying "this is gross", but often Antis start harassment campaigns, recruiting multiple individuals to scare and intimidate people whose content they don't like (One tactic is to dump hundreds of graphic, gory images into peoples inboxes. I'm sure you can see how that would be traumatizing). Antis also have a history of doxxing people and causing this ficticious content to cause real-life harm to come to people. This is especially concerning since one of the most common things Antis like to parrot is some variation of "kill yourself".

A lot of Antis actually ARE proshippers, they just don't realize it because they get so caught up with the Anti's hate philosophy that they believe that willingly not engaging with content that they don't like (rather than harassing and condemning people who do) is what proshippers stand against. This is why some proshippers use the terms "anti-harrasment" and "pro-censorship" rather than proshippers and antishippers because it helps to clarify what the pro-shipper philosophy ACTUALLY is.

*phew* that was a long post, wasn't it? Let's both go touch grass together 🤝

[coal15]

New smutfic A Wierd Kind of Beautiful, in which we start on Buck and Eddie's first kiss, then flash forward ten months. They're watching a movie with Tommy and increasingly explicit stuff happens. Buck and Eddie start out a loving monogamous couple, and evolve into a loving couple with a Special Friend. IF YOU'RE ONLY DOWN WITH EITHER BUDDIE OR BUCKTOMMY EXCLUSIVELY THIS IS NOT FOR YOU, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DO NOT READ IT (**also if sub/Dom shit isn't your jam this fic will make your skin turn green and peel off) this excerpt is taken from near the beginning.

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In present day his own imagination is to blame for the unexpected flare up of the catholic guilt. He and Buck are at Tommy’s place watching the gayest ‘straight guy’ movie in all of cinematic history, the original Top Gun. Eddie happens to glance sideways and notice Tommy’s hand resting casually on Buck’s knee. Not in a flirty way, more of an ‘I’m too focused on something else to realize where my hand is’ way. Buck is likewise oblivious. Anyhow, Eddie sees this. Another man's hand on his boyfriend's bare knee. Buck's ex. The fun, cool, stupidly attractive ex they both still hang out with and really like. 

Suddenly (and completely without his permission) a shocking image drops into Eddie's brain out of nowhere: Tommy fucking Buck senseless while he watches. WHAT?! You're not allowed to think stuff like that Eddie, you’re not that guy! It’s way too . . . he’s trying to suss out what it’s ‘too’ when Tommy jolts to attention, having finally noticed where his hand is and yanking it away.

“Oh! Sorry dude, I wasn’t paying attention, I didn’t mean to-”

“It’s okay, we’re cool.” Buck says his ex with a disarming chuckle. 

Tommy leans out to look around Buck and address Eddie eye to eye. “Seriously I would never hit on your boyfriend.”

“There could be worse things.” Eddie only meant to think the words, but now they’ve escaped. They're out there. Released into the wild to wreak havoc on a thus far monogamous couple and their dear mutual friend. 

“Worse . . . things?” Tommy’s eyes dart from Eddie to Buck and back again.

“Uuuuuuuh, well-” WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING DIAZ? “It’s not like I'm insecure about our relationship or anything. So even if . . . if you and Buck were kind of . . . affectionate sometimes . . . that wouldn't be a reason for me to worry. Right?”

“Nothing will ever make me leave you,” Buck promises. Though his pitch is strained, and there's a slight tremor. He’s nervous. 

So is Eddie.

When Tommy speaks again his voice has dropped several octaves. “Affectionate . . . sometimes?” 

“Y-yeah, we tot-totally trust you.” Eddie stammers, unable to shake the images flashing through his mind like a pornographic slideshow. Sometime during their first weeks as a couple Buck had disclosed that his time with Tommy taught him how to, in his exact words, ‘top like a beast and bottom like a pro,’ and now all Eddie can think about is the three of them fucking for hours.

Buck carefully examines his boyfriend’s face, concerned and mindful of protecting their relationship above all else. “Sooooooo you don’t mind him, like . . .  touching me?”

Eddie’s breath goes shallow and the sound of blood rushes in his ears. His whole body heats up. He feels eager and uneasy at the same time. “Apparently not.” They’re venturing into new territory here, or at least they seem to be, and that’s always a bit frightening. But somehow even the fear is working for Eddie. It’s exciting. Nothing has really scared him since coming out so now the sensation, that cold blade pressed against his heart? It feels like a dare. Like he's jailed by his own core instincts and they want him to back down. Stick with the more typical sex life he’s used to. 

Not that his and Buck's sex life is boring, it's just that even with most of his religion-based guilt defeated, Eddie still spent the first months of their relationship fighting the many demons his upbringing had driven deep into his soul. The ones telling him gay men and real men were two different species. The ones telling him only women were meant to open beneath a man and accept his thrust. And those demons proved unpredictable. Sometimes they were silent, or at least reasonably quiet. Other times they howled at him, screamed a certainty that allowing another man to claim him like a woman was to betray his own manhood entirely and sacrifice it upon an altar of unnatural acts. So Buck had taken charge of guiding their sex life at first, and he'd handled it kindly. Delicately. But now Eddie wonders if Buck ever stopped with the delicate treatment, or if he was still holding back in some areas for fear of giving those demons a reason to grow bold again.  

Moving slowly, and paying close attention to both of his friends’ body language, Tommy returns a hand to Buck’s knee. “Is this okay?” Dark robes billow around the words as they slip from his mouth.

[gaybananabread]

i dont know if your requests are still open, but could you maybe write something about luz finding out hunters scars are tkish or something? sorry if im bothering you!!

This is an adorable concept! I love using him as my emotional punching bag, so there's a good bit of angst (as with every Hunter thing I write).

Lee: Hunter

Ler: Luz

Summary: Hunter is resenting himself and his scars. Luz teaches him to stop blaming, and makes a smile-worthy discovery.

Warnings: Owl House spoilers! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!

Mirrors were a common enemy of the group. Eda used to hate how she looked with her feathers, Amity was embarrassed of her eyebags, and Willow just didn't like her face. They all learned to love themselves as they are. Now it was Hunter's turn.

He was scowling at his reflexion, cataloging his scars. They covered his arm and the side of his face, taking up most of his skin. He hated the way they look, tainting him, reminding him of all he lost that night.

Flapjack's death had hurt. Especially since he's basically the one who caused it. If he'd just stayed with the group, told Luz to wait, gotten over himself, Flapjack might still be here. Instead, they're dead, all for him.

He couldn't look at his face anymore. He left the bathroom, accidentaly slamming the door behind him. He winced at the loud noise, knowing someone would be over to see what happened. He wasn't really in the mood to talk.

As if on cue, Luz came around the corner, concern plastered on her face. "Hey, is everything okay in here? I heard the door... slam." She looked at his face, worry settling on her features. Luz walked over, closing the distance between her and the angsty teen.

She took a minute to think, choosing her words carefully. "Hunter, are you okay? You look sad and tired." A little blunt, but fair. He was sure he looked like crap. He just stared at her, thinking of what he could say. "Here, let's sit on the couch."

She led Hunter over, sitting him down. "Do you wanna talk about it?" He stayed silent, looking at her eyes. They shown with concern and worry, both things he didn't want to see. She had no reason to care about his feelings when he had done so much.

Luz was apparently psychic, because she knew exactly what he was thinking. "I care about you because you're my friend. They weren't your fault, Hunter. They loved you, and it's okay to miss them. Blaming yourself only makes things worse. Your scars are a reminder that they love you, and would do anything to keep you safe." Dang, she's good.

She sighed. "Is it... okay if I touch you?" Hunter nodded, looking away from her. Luz scooted over, bringing her hand up to his face. She traced his scars, but stop when he flinched away. He looked just as shocked as she was. "I'm sorry, did I hurt you?"

He shook his head. "N-no. It just felt wierd." She went back to tracing, but stopped again as he jerked away. She noticed the corners of his mouth tugging upwards. Realization dawned on her. "Oh my Titan, your scars are ticklish!

A blush creeped onto his cheeks. He turned away, not denying the statement. Luz lightly grabbed his wrist. "Is this okay? I don't wanna over step." Hunter's blush doubled, hiding his face in his shoulder. He mumbled out a response. "It's fine, I guess."

Luz lit up, smiling at her new opportunity. She started to trace the scars on his arm, drawing little shaped into the sensitive flesh. He tried to hold in his giggles, but the persistent titters flew out, lighting up the room. "Mmmehehehe! Luhuhuz!"

He squirmed around, not tugging away, but definitely trying to escape the tickles. Luz giggled at his silliness, moving up to trace his neck. Hunter snorted, scrunching up his shoulders. "Nehehehe! *snort* Ihihihit thihihickles!"

He still didn't tell her to stop, nor did he push at her hands. He just sat there squirming, enjoying the sensation, feeling carefree. He didn't feel guilty when his friends were with him, enjoying his presence. Moments like these made him feel good, reminding him that he matters.

Luz traveled up one last time, going back up to his cheek. His giggles calmed back down, returning to their light and airy sound. "Thihihihis wahas duhuhumb!" She smiled. "Maybe a little, but you like it. Plus, it helped with your stinky-stupid thoughts. All around win!"

She stopped her traces, giving him a hug. Hunter gladly returned it, finding comfort in her arms. He got his last giggles out, clinging to Luz. She just smiled as they sat there, silently talking out their problems.

Maybe scars aren't so bad afterall.

[khaleesiofalicante]

GIRLLL STOP KILLING KIDS, THEY SUFFERED THIER WHOLE LIVES STOP MAKING THEM MISERABLE!! STORIES AND FANFICS ARE SUPPOSED TO MAKE US HAPPY!!!!!!!!!! I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH, LIKE THEY CAN MAKE US SAD LIKE REALLY SAD BUT JUST MOMENTARILY NOT PERMANENT, OKAY , DID YOU GET THAT DANI

also the ANJALI scream by rafael just remined me of srk screaming anjali in kabhi khushi kabhi gham and the lalllaalalaaaa tune started playing the background, for no reason.

also i would love to live react to the chapters but i am already doing that after eac chapter in these asks? posts?

also also when are you going to traumatize us with the next chapter.

its wierd i am less worried about lance dying since we already expected/prepared for it than with arthur

also be like cassie and have heavenly fire fix all things and extengencies, no need to worry abt canon events, its fine if he survives in lbaf just bc there is heavenly fire

ok bye!

I repeat, once again, there is no rule that stories and fan fiction are supposed to make us happy.

If you see a fic with a tag called "heavy angst" (which it is), as readers, you need to be mindful of what you walk into.

We don't get to dictate what the stories we read feel like or what kind of ending they should have.

I personally believe stories are supposed to make us FEEL. And whatever that feeling is, it is upto the author. For instance, I never read horror stories because I don't like feeling scared. It's as simple as that.

I understand if people are distraught that a favourite character died. But I'm rather surprised that people are distraught that the story is sad.

This is LBAF. What did you expect?

[summercourtship]

GENUINELY EXCITED FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER I CANNOT WAIT!!!

like seriously I cannot wait for Ed’s reaction to when he finds out (if he has not already) our ‘wierd’ friendship with Bruce, even if its not in this chapter i cannot wait for the hole fic itself, you manage to make everything exciting even if it’s the most boring stuff ever!!!

I'm so excited for you all to read it!! I'm hoping it'll be ready within the next week or so (it would be so nice to update twice a month again...)

People have mentioned Bruce's reaction to the reader and Ed but I'm surprised no one has brought up Ed's potential reaction to the reader and Bruce's relationship yet! I think for Ed it will be a much bigger betrayal- almost like in those out-dated movies where the jock "gets" the girl and the nerd is all mopey about it. It'll be funnnnnn

And thank you!!!!! I'm very excited for it to be a finished product- which includes me being done with the edits- so you all can reread it as a whole piece instead of waiting for me to update all month lol. And, of course, I'm excited for what will come after I'm done with this part. <3

[felicianacariocapistoles]

Cheers review

Same deal as before

Pawn Swan is a better name than Choose Goose, fight me

Shermy just playing video games, not caring he isn't in control of his body, nor does he care there's a naked old man behind him.

Sooo Scarab is a Work Karen, kinda dumb.

Ngl the action/fight scene in Fionna's world was kinda... I don't know how to describe it really

I know I said it last episode, but again, love how Beth helps Simon to come to the realization that Casper and Nova was like him and Betty

Oh my god Marshall trying to fight Scarab with his music was so corny and cute

YES Simon finally acknowledging his relationship with Betty. I also really loved how he stopped himself from changing.

"You were an experience" felt kinda more like GOLB than Betty tbh

Simon realizing he's worth living life, loved it.

WHEN HE THREW THE CROWN AWAY I FUCKING CHEERED SO LOUD I WOKE MY DOG UP ON MY FIRST WATCH. My second watcj, I still loudly cheered and cried. It was so emotional.

Love that Fionna realized their world is worth fighting for too.

I straight up thought GOLBetty smashed Simon like a pancake, was relieved, only to freak out again when it looked like she was gonna eat him first time I watched this. The screams and sobs I let out were very unmanly of me.

Hearing the world "Canonized" in a tv show is just so wild, I love it.

So with the tank coming back, but not Vampworld PB, it's obviously official she and Marcy died together.

So, is Farmworld Finn okay with Jay leaving? ... Is Farmworld Finn even okay?

Oh God Simon doing text faces with Fionna. Such a fucking dad thing. Simon is a fucking dad to both Marcy and Fionna, fight me.

...I'm not sure if Prismo showing Scarab the program is a good idea.

YAY SIMON GETS THERAPY

The ending was cute, but also underwhelming. I felt like the goodbye between Simon and Betty should have been longer and more powerful too. I REALLY HATED THAT THERE WERE PEOPLE LISTENING AND WATCHING SIMON HAVE A THERAPY SESSION THOUGH. I also didn't like how we didn't get some Simon and Marcy at the end, but I'm working on a fic for that! currently.

All in all, I enjoyed this way more than regular Adventure Time, and it seems a bit wierd that it says "season 1", when it's obvious the show wrapped up? I wouldn't mind seeing more, I know I'll be making fics of it for a while lol

I'm always up for getting messages to talk about the show too