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wyrd-syster · 11 months

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Twenty questions for fic writers

Thanks for the tag, @conundrumoftime!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

I have 18!

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

I've never checked this before so it was fun to see: 272,376

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Currently, my main fandom is The Rings of Power (Sauron x Galadriel) and my other fandom is The Umbrella Academy (Diego Hargreeves x Lila Pitts). I have also written one fic for The Wheel of Time (Lan Mandragoran x Nynaeve al'Meara)

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

dig up the bones (but leave the soul alone), Rings of Power, my canon(ish) Haladriel WIP that explores what would've happened if Galadriel had said yes to Sauron's proposal.

lend me some sugar (I am your neighbor), Rings of Power, a complete, Haladriel modern!AU where Galadriel and Halbrand are neighbors with thin walls, and one of them is a bit more, *ehem*, vocal than the other.

oh, can’t you hear that scratching? (there’s something at the door), Rings of Power, a complete, Haladriel mob!AU. Galadriel — a widow who is, quite literally, haunted by the ghosts of those she's lost — inadvertently catches the eye of Halbrand, a mob boss from the wrong side of town.

oh sinnerman (where you gonna run to?), The Umbrella Academy, a complete post-s2 story where Lila encounters each of the Hargreeve siblings as she searches for a reason to stop running away from Diego.

take what the water gave me (oh my love, don't forsake me), Rings of Power, a post-ep6 (but pre-ep7) Haladriel one-shot where Halbrand and Galadriel come together in the wake of Orodruin's explosion to comfort each other.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I don't unless there's a specific need to. At first, it was because I didn't want to skew the number of comments I received. But now it's simply because 1) it's one more stressor related to writing, and 2) I am desperately bad at responding to compliments.

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I think most of the installments from my first series (which, honestly, should've been one full story) Two Worlds Collided (Umbrella Academy post-s1, pre-s2 Diego Hargreeves x Eudora Patch) because I kept breaking them up at the end of every installment. Also, probably be all my sins remembered, (Umbrella Academy, post-s2 one-shot, Diego Hargreeves x Lila Pitts) just given the story is about pregnancy loss.

Truly amazed that for a comedy show, I really have a pattern of putting Diego Hargreeves through it. Poor baby, as if he hasn't suffered enough!

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I'm not really sure how to measure "happiest," which may be something I need to bring up with my therapist lol. It's probably between lend me some sugar (I am your neighbor), given it's a rom-com structure with rom-com ending, and oh sinnerman (where you gonna run to?), as it ends with all the siblings on the journey towards healing together and Lila finally decides to stay.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I've received one anon hate message. it was unbearably fucking stupid.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I do, but I don't know how to qualify smut! Lately, very smutty-smut haha. I've also noticed recently I tend to have the MMC engage in some form of dirty talk during it.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I have not and I also don't read them. I have a hard time suspending my disbelief when two IPs collide.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I can't find the message about it now, but I was notified during my Umbrella Academy days that someone was lifting my dialogue for a TUA RPG site, which was wild to me.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I believe oh sinnerman (where you gonna run to?) was translated into Korean.

13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

I have not! Given the absolute unhinged nature of my creative process, I don't think that would go well for me (or anyone else!)

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

God, honestly? Probably Captain Swan (Once Upon a Time, Killian Jones x Emma Swan). Just something about them having mirrored childhoods and traumas, how they're always coming back for each other when they think they've been abandoned, that they're each others homes!!! Also, god the fandom was churning out some of the most stellar fics when the show was on.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

dig up the bones (but leave the soul alone) is currently my only incomplete WIP and I am determined to finish it!! I am considering using NaNoWriMo to do so, but who knows.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I've gotten really good at world building, which I love. When I am writing a story, my mind always immediately jumps to the environment the characters are in -- not so much the physical setting, but a lot of the cultural elements: language and idioms, customs and food, holidays, and all the emotions these inspire. I think having a firm sense of the world helps me orient the characters, and I can find a lot of dimension in how they interact with these aspects of the world.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I am way too fucking wordy. Dear god, why use one word to describe something when I could use five (and a Shakespeare reference)!? I think I have a tendency to get so lost in the sauce I can trip myself up on plot points and the characterization can veer towards inconsistent. I'm also stuck in this belief of "I never finish anything!" which is patently untrue. But it's difficult to overcome when writing multi-chapter fics. I try not to psych myself out and remind myself to take it one chapter at a time.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

It's best used sparingly and with enough context to understand its meaning. I hate having to scroll to the bottom of a story to find out what's being said, especially when the dialogue is central to the story. It disrupts the flow.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

My very-very-very-FIRST fandom I wrote for in middle school was Avatar the Last Airbender (I have been a Mai x Zuko girl since...well not day 1, but definitely day 2. Don't come for me.) Back in those days, I primarily wrote for ATLA and Naruto.

20. Favorite fic you’ve ever written?

oh, can’t you hear that scratching? (there’s something at the door) took me completely by surprise, to. be honest. It started with the idea of, "mob boss!Halbrand would be hot," and it spun totally out of control from there. I literally started writing it thinking it was going to a simple one-shot: "Grieving Gal goes to a club and has sex with Halbrand, and it is very hot." I don't remember why I made Galadriel a widow, only that I liked the idea of Halbrand sparking some life back into her. When I first sat down and put proverbial pen to paper, the ghosts weren't intended to be real, just a side-detail to illustrate Gal's grief. But the more I wrote, the more prominent Gal's grief became, and then, so did the ghosts.

What I am saying, is, I really surprised myself with this story and how it grew into something so big from an idea so small. When I re-read it today, the imagery and sense-feelings are still just as clear to me as when I wrote it. And I remain very proud.

Tagging: @formerlyir, @orcas86, @ophidion, @myrsinemezzo, @liminal-zone, @softlighter, @bad-surprise, @justatinycollector, @nocaptainonthisship, @hazelmaines and anyone else who wants to join in!

#about me #personal #fanfiction #the umbrella academy #the rings of power #lindsey writes now #ask game

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baynton · 11 months

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thanks for the tag @thelastplantagenet <3

for the sake of this tag game i'll only be using my main/current ao3 account to answer with. otherwise it'll get far too messy

1. How many fics do you have on AO3?

53, and i only made this account and started posting on it in january of this year. i'm very normal

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

144,946

3. What fandoms do you write for?

mostly just mat fandoms to be honest, although i've got like... 4? non-mat fics on this account. i will be disregarding those 4 fics from now on (because obviously bigger fandoms get more recognition and this is a Mat Account)

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

- Cold Turkey - 24 kudos, pat/thomas

- Performance - 22 kudos, thomas/julian, thomas/getting bukkaked by all the ghosts

- Follow Through - 22 kudos, alison/thomas

- Simon Says - 20 kudos, mat/simon

- Permanently - 16 kudos, julian/thomas

obviously since ghosts is the biggest mat show, it makes sense (not really anyone reading fics for ymata, spy, the wrong mans, etc)

5. Do you respond to comments?

i'm a lazy shit, and usually forget. when my friends comment they also tend to message me about it in the mat discord (if you're 18+ and want to join hmu it's a lot of fun) where i post all my fics too, so i tend to reply to them over there to be honest, but sometimes when i remember or am particularly touched by a comment i will go and reply

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

definitely "tell me what you imagine, when you think of me." rip ariel. literally

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

okay well it's not actually finished yet, though i have a good idea of where i'm taking it when i get around to writing more, but i'd say Fixer-Upper probably. chris waltzes into joe's life, improves it, then starts giving him lots of kinky sex while they also dance around ~actually dating~ (which they will end up doing properly. when i get around to writing it)

8. Do you get hate on fics?

generally, no. i make it clear what my fics contain, whether that's kinks, rpf, dubcon/noncon, etc, so most people know not to click if they're not interested. i did have a hate comment on simon says a while back, i remember because it was genuinely funny

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

yes, lol. and all kinds, ranging from sweet to kinky as sin

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

i write many crossovers, i mean. i write a lot of mat character/mat character so like chris x joe (spy x reluctant persuaders), ariel x chris (ymata x spy), but yeah they're only really crossovers in the sense that i'm like hmm this mat character should fuck/date this mat character. the only ones i *properly* create a believable crossover world for are my chris x joe fics, because i'm very normal about them

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

don't see why anyone would bother stealing mine, the mat fandom is so tiny there's not much to steal. emma @toomanyfandomsneverenoughtime has written a few fics based on my favourite chris x joe crossover world i created, though, which isn't stealing but the greatest gift ever <3

12. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

no, actually! i would 1000000% cowrite with emma though. if she wanted to :3

13. What's your all time favourite ship?

look. look.l ook. i can't choose between ariel x jamie and chris x joe but if i had to. chris x joe lol

14. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will?

i fully intend to finish my wips! i have the next chapter and a half written for Paid in Trade, i just haven't published it, and i've also got further plans for Fixer-Upper, and those are my only wips. most of my fics just tend to be smutty oneshots tbh

15. What are your writing strengths?

i write pretty good smut when i actually put in the effort, as opposed to being like oh god i have this smutty idea and i need to get it out of my head so i'm just gonna write it all in two hours and then post it because why not

16. What are your writing weaknesses?

having patience. i'm trying to write a longer sam/marat fic at the moment but i just keep wanting to rush ahead to the good bit rather than drag out the slow burn, even though i really want to. i'm impatient af tbh

17. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

i only speak english and would probably definitely butcher another language. however if i ever have a need for a character to speak another language, i would probably make it czech so i could get @the-illuminated-one to provide me with actual sensical sentences as opposed to google translating it

18. First fandom you wrote for?

ohhhh wow kingdom hearts lol. but those are all wiped from the internet. there's still some ancient glee fics i wrote out there though, which came right after the kh era

19. Favourite fic you've written?

keeping it within the mat fandoms once again (otherwise i will just talk about my jopper fake dating fic which i am still so fucking proud of lol), probably come closer (ariel x jamie), but there's also a few fics i'm working on that are completely unpublished atm that i am very very attached to haha

and now for tagging. i tag @toomanyfandomsneverenoughtime, @sonnet-of-anarchy, @kore538, @goodonecap. no pressure, i just love u guys and know u all write. xo

#tag game #*fic #thanks t i loved doing this <3

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raving-raven-writing · 1 year

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2,3,6 and 13💜

Thanks for the ask @roxynmae I noticed you changed your profile picture, it's cool, I like it! 2. Do you read/reread your own fics? I do indeed read and reread my own stories. Sometimes for fun or if I can't find anything that is new or updated with a certain tag/vibe I want to read. Other times I will reread a work if someone leaves a comment and comments on something that I don't remember where I'm like "Gotta go refresh my brain." Other times I do it out of boredom, and just to see my own work in a less critical eye. Because as I am reading fics, I sometimes forget the name of the author, and I've done that before with my own stuff, where I will read it, go and look at the author name and I'm like "Oh, that's me. Well, that was a pretty good story." 3. What’s your favorite fic that you’ve written? I don't know if I have an all time favorite story that I've written. I have a handful of stories that I would label a favorite. One that certainly seems to be a favorite among other readers if I look at my statistics is There For You for The Umbrella Academy fandom, which is pretty good if you ask me. I also like most of the Newsies stories I've written. My Snowpiercer content is also good too imo--I have a one shot that is over 10,000 words which is my longest ever! In regards to Avatar fandom, I like A Sleepwalking Spider probably the best at the moment--puts a smile to my face everytime. 6. Are there any fics from others you reread all the time? Hmm, yes, there are. Reread and or read when it's updated. I particularly like your "Sins of the Father" and also "Stolen Laughs"; those are both good rereads! Also waiting on you to update Live and Let Die Also, @lanzzo story "Frakrr Say", there's one chapter I keep rereading for a guilty pleasure. @naavispider stories Caught and Cat's In the Cradle. @stupidlytiredstudent story "You'll Be in My Heart"--freaking love how they write! @fictionramblings "Left For Dead"--like the Japez action they're throwing in there. And also their All You Have is Your Soul. @imeanwhynotbruv The Blood of Children"--make me cry why don't you and"Brother Mine". And idk if this person has Tumblr, but on ao3 CheeseSnack's "I Wish I Could Let You Go". And then also @dumbass-tumbler-cryptid "Mama's Boy" and "Cabin in the Woods"-love that they're making this a choose your own ending type thing! @mayfriend "Tabula Rasa" and @futureslaps "The Captive". And I am not sure if these people have Tumblr either, but on ao3 GobiBSide's "Custody" and Quickbow's "Radiator" Sorry, that's a long ass list! But they're all great reads! I am sure there are more I could list but thee ones that are complete are ones that come to mind now and again. The ones that are in progress also come to mind quite often as well.

12. Do you have a playlist for your current WIP(s)? Share it! I don't have Spotify and I'm not one for making playlists normally. Sometimes, one or two songs will pop into my head for something I am writing. Right now, with the smutty WIP I got, "Mommy Issues" by Cloudy June is probably at the top of the very small list.

Thanks again for the asks. And, sorry to anyone that I @ if you didn't want to be.

EDIT: I realize I was looking at the wrong damn number for the last one. Oops. But whatever, I'll answer 12 too. So to answer 13. How much planning do you do before writing? I do a little bit of planning. I will normally have a general outline, and if not, I will know how the story begins and have an idea when/how the story will end.

#fanfiction writer asks #ask game tag #fanfiction writers #ao3.org #avatarfanfiction #atwow fanfiction #multiple fandoms #the umbrella academy fandom #newsies fandom #snowpiercer fanfiction #thanks for the ask

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torawro · 2 years

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sosa ! hi ! ! i was wondering, do you have any aki fic recs ? (o.o ;) i've been craving some aki smut lately and feel like you might have some great recs hehe <3 even fluff or angst or really just abt anything, as long as it has aki, i'm all ears

GYUUU MY DARLING HELLOOO!! first off i really love ur theme and new aesthetic it’s so cute !!!

also i am HONORED you’ve come to me asking about fic recommendations for my boyfie mr aki hayakawa <3 that man has a grip on me since i picked up the manga alll those months ago and hasn’t let go since :) not that i want him too

but YES i do have a couple of recommendations for you, but ima come back and edit this for you when i find more, these are just off the top of my head ❤️ ( i was gonna recommend my little drabble but then i remembered you already read and rb it LMFAOOOOOOO )

literally anything by @cyancherub that has to do with aki. CASSIE IS LITERALLY HAYAKAWA CENTRAL LIKE OKMFFFFGG even the asks she receives are so amazing. but gyu listen…u NEED to read her series menthol like. YOU JUST GOTTA!!! from the snippets ive seen, it’s toe curling, gut wrenching, stomach tighteningly good. let me stop fangirling PLEASE

also anything by @akicore !! i don’t have a specific fic but any drabble or ask or whatever about aki is worth the read <3 SO SOO GOOOD literally anything in the csm that violet has written is good

there’s this one fic by @venusflytrapstar that’s sooooo…. UGHHHHHH OMFMGGG it’s called “a sin to know” DEFINITELY U SHOULD READ THIS TOO 🏃🏽‍♀️ very smutty

shameless self promo— i have a fic about aki coming out hopefully today !! so ill be sure to tag you when it’s done :))))

umm like i said if i find anything else ill come back and it here !!❤️

#sailwhore’s ship recs!#—sosa’s thoughts💭#🍫—asks!#n-agiz #‘as long as it’s about aki im all ears’#SO REAAALLL OMFGGG #I LOVE THAT MAN

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unforestalledreturn · 4 years

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Atsui Springs- Part 3

|| Fan fic part 3/5? Synopsis: After discovering his two best friends doing the dirty on his own bed, Genesis’ world is turned upside down. Now, the two of them have a lover’s getaway planned at Atsui, an elite resort famed for their hot springs. But not everything appears at it seems. And Genesis inexplicably finds himself crashing the getaway but discovering a truth hidden right beneath his nose. Featured ships: My guilty pleasure, OT3. NSFW: Yes, but not in this part Word Count: 2829

Part 1: Uninvited Guest Part 2: Awe

Part 3: Unraveling

At the summit, the view could not have been clearer. Even in his unhappiness, Genesis had to appreciate how beautiful it was, and how inviting the hot water in a large pool appeared. Settled in the natural depression of the mountainside, the spring had multiple layers, giving access to varied seating which had been smoothed down as to eliminate any jagged edges or corners. Off to the side of the pool was a small, unattended stand stocked with towels and other commodities such as incense, foods, and water. Setting his towel to the side, Genesis slipped in, wincing at first at the sheer heat of the pool. But after some adjustment, the redhead let out a pleasured sigh. Heat completely enveloped his sore body. Wading closer to the center where it was deeper, Genesis allowed the water to rise to about his nose and shut his eyes. Weightless, he let his heavy thoughts and feelings dissipate into the water. It was no wonder this was the honeymoon suite. Although for something of this quality, Genesis could not even imagine the cost. Even his own parents had gone once, and they were more on the social elite side as it was. Then again, time was also a constraint, one which they never seemed to have.

It was peculiar as it was sad. Of all of them, Angeal was the most miserly. He scraped and saved every last gil he earned, cut corners, scoured thrift stores, always finding the best deal. He was always sacrificing quality for quantity. But Genesis supposed it was all for a reason. It was beyond clear to him that Angeal would go to extreme lengths to care and provide for those he loved--

…Sephiroth did not even know how lucky he was. How could he? Only someone who had grown up with Angeal could see the depth of sacrifices he made. Only he really understood what Angeal gave up on a daily basis. And while, from time to time, Genesis caved into Angeal’s tendency to spoil, even he tried not to make it a habit. If he did… he would undoubtedly rot to the core. Hell, even as someone Angeal was not romantically interested in, Genesis already felt spoiled.

What then… would it be liked to be loved by him?

It was a dangerous thought, and Genesis knew it. But like his body, his heart too felt sore. Blowing bubbles from beneath the surface of the water, the redhead signaled his discontent. …He supposed it would be like basking in the sunshine. Worries, troubles, heartaches all evaporating away with laughter and kisses. They would spend every hour together if possible. Genesis would always be up to some sort of scheme. Angeal would voice his concern but come along. Sephiroth would—ah… Sephiroth was there too. The more he thought about it, the less he could picture it any other way. It simply would not feel right without the silver elite’s sarcasm, his smug smirk, and lofty attitude.

There was no escaping it. Because while Angeal was sunshine, Sephiroth was laughter. He was a catalyst that simultaneously made Genesis infuriated with him and… adore him. It was a dizzy dance in untold chaos and mirth. The greatest mistake to make around Sephiroth was to think you knew him. Genesis found himself surprised more times than he could count.

Laughing through his nose, Genesis shook his head. Of all the people out there, just how was it the two he loved and cherished above everything else were involved with each other? And while Genesis was unable to choose one above the other… apparently… they could.

“Genesis, are you alive over there?” Angeal’s familiar voice called to him, the ripples in the water and slosh of movement indicating he had entered the pool.

Exerting the least amount of energy possible, Genesis shifted to face Angeal who, at first, started to wade out. Ultimately, he sat down on an outcrop of layered rock, the water coming to about his chest.

“Hnnn…” He hummed in affirmation, eyes half-lidded as they settled on Angeal’s figure. He was attractive. He always had been. Who was not attracted to the finely toned and bulky bear of a man that looked he could break a tree on his knee? Especially when Genesis knew just how tender his hands could be? Feeling somewhat light-headed, he waded closer, to the shallow end of the pool, letting out a soft groan.

Angeal leaned forward as though ready to act at a moment’s notice.

“Barely…” Genesis finally said with a smile, idly rubbing the spot on his arm where Sephiroth had gripped in the elevator. It was surprisingly sore. Glancing down, he discovered a new bruise, not that it was recent. By the looks of it, it was probably a week or so old. Shaking his head, Genesis returned his gaze to Angeal, who, while looking at him was… distracted.

He was looking at the bruises, no doubt. He seemed particularly fixated on the one around his neck, the clear imprint of fingers digging in apparent.

Genesis gave a dismissive wave. “I already told you its fine. I… like it rough, remember?” He said with a flippant smile. And while true, it was only in part. In theory, Genesis almost liked the idea of little love marks claiming his skin, reminding him of just who it was he belonged to. But these flings were nothing like that. Commitment was… the last thing any of them wanted. And it did not matter how many he slept with. None of them could do in an entire night what Angeal or Sephiroth could do with a soft touch or word.

The craving they had created was intense as it was ravenous. Perhaps that was why he had shown up here, despite himself. Genesis could not stay away even if he wanted to.

Sighing heavily, Angeal looked down at the water. “Genesis… can I ask you something?”

Crossing his arms, the redhead felt the rise of a lump at his throat. “Yeah…”

“The people you meet at the bar… they… do you care for any of them?” He said, looking up with an expression that struck Genesis. It was… frightened, and… if he dared even think it, on the verge of… heartbreak.

Genesis shook his head. “They are only in it for the sex. So am I.” Only, it was a means to an end. Genesis knew it. He knew it at his core that the flesh on flesh contact was little more than a replacement. It was the mindless consumption of sweets to fill an empty stomach while the waft of comforting, hearty food filled the air. It only drove his hunger.

But he could not eat.

He knew this. And yet, it did not stop him either. If Genesis deceived himself enough, sometimes, he could trick himself into believing that the hands-on his throat was love, that his pleas for cessation was ignored out of love, and his body left unsatisfied and broken for love.

“…Does that… really make you happy?” Angeal asked quietly, voice tight.

“I’ll… take what I can get.” Genesis replied.

“Genesis.” Angeal’s voice rose higher, muscles tensing. His shoulders shook in the suppression of something that Genesis refused to let himself think about.

… Even if Angeal did not love him… It did not mean he did not care. He knew this.

He knew what had convinced himself to come for that reason. For Angeal, what was one more death in his heart? Perhaps if Genesis deceived himself long enough, he would be happy for them. His heart would mend, and they could all be… happy.

And then, Angeal shook his head. “Look at what they do to you. They thrash you around like a ragdoll. Why… why do you let yourself suffer?”

Expression hardening, Genesis snapped. “Not… everyone has it as good as you. Not everyone gets what they want.” The redhead stood up, face contorted in anger. “You can call it messed up all you like-- Is it really so wrong to want to feel important? To feel loved?”

“Of… of course not. But I—the both of us. We… worry for you.” Angeal’s voice trembled.

“Well don’t. You have better things to worry about me now, don’t you?” Genesis spat, the venom pouring out from his tongue before he had a chance to swallow it back down. Now, it oozed from him like an infected sore.

Taken aback, Angeal stammered, “G-genesis, what are you saying?”

Genesis scoffed. “You know exactly what I am saying. Or are you going to say you weren’t fucking Seph in my bed?”

“You are misunderstanding—”

“Exactly what am I misunderstanding? The two of you have been together a while, right? And please, before you try to lie, I am not stupid. I know a lovebird when I see one. Or two. But I kept telling myself it was in my head. I kept believing every fucking lie you told me because it was easier than the truth. And you know what? At least at the bar, I know the kind of people I take to bed. They will fuck and take whatever the hell they want from me. But with you… You and Sephiroth? … I… I thought I knew better.” His voice cracked as he sniffled.

While Angeal was speechless, Genesis waded to the edge of the pool, snatching up his towel. Angrily, he stormed away from the spring. Away from Angeal. Away from that stupid conversation that always cropped up when he least expected.

When he made it to the zen garden, he was almost surprised to cross paths with Sephiroth who had showered, a towel around his waist. The two made eye contact for a moment before Genesis snapped his head away and continued his way into the room.

Once alone, the door slid shut behind him, Genesis found his back against the wall, sliding down until he crumbled into a miserable pile on the floor. He felt the bile on his tongue, the corrosive acid of his own words eating at his soul. All he could see was Angeal’s expression. The horror, the powerlessness… the fear. In all their time in SOLDIER, there had been a rift between them. It had been subtle back then, their fights infrequent, but ever on the back burner, ever unresolved. Tempers frayed. Normally, it turned into a shouting match before one or the other left.

This time, it was different. Angeal looked… devastated. And Genesis hated it. By this point, Angeal probably hated him. And for all his bravado, the redhead could not find a reason why he shouldn’t. No matter how Genesis looked at it, he was the center of the problem. He was the only one who had a problem. He was a fire—a crying, burning, liar. He consumed, expanded, and destroyed.

Why would anyone love him?

What was there to love?

What did he even have to offer? Passion?

What… was it he was lacking? Perhaps it was honor. Perhaps it was self-sacrifice. Perhaps it was neither of these, and it was something that Genesis simply was incapable of understanding. For some reason, whatever it was, Sephiroth seemed to have it. And no matter how he tried to emulate, tried to prove that he had it, he always fell short.

Breathe. He needed to breathe. From atop the boiling temperatures of his heart, he needed to sink. Genesis needed to drown the fire that had driven him so. If he did not feel the way he did, none of this would be a problem. Love, it seemed, was only kind to some. Nurturing, thoughtful, and loving to the blessed, it was corrosive, dark, and all-consuming otherwise.

Pulling himself together and off the floor, Genesis glanced towards the sliding door. His uniform was still near the springs. Retrieving them at the risk of another interaction was the least of his desires. He looked around, opening the sliding door to the bedroom where a large futon lay front and center, a bathroom adjacent to it. In a dresser, he located some spare robes, laughing emptily to himself.

They were all going to be monstrous, considering Sephiroth and Angeal’s size. It did not matter of the three stacks he selected, so he pulled one out and slid it on his body. As expected, the robe nearly touched the floor, the shoulders barely managing to stay on his comparatively lean frame. And so, he simply let tied off the robe so it gave him some semblance of decency but allowed the shoulders to slide off his own so the fabric bunched near his elbows instead.

Briefly, Genesis slipped into the bathroom to look at himself in the mirror. His eyes were red and puffy. So, it was showing on his face now, huh? And for one who prided himself in his clever concealment of his softer emotions, it was… distressing. He looked horrible. If only… there was a way to make it stop. Lightly, he traced along the darkened flesh around his neck. If there was a way to suffocate these feelings…

His fingers slid around his throat. He shut his eyes as though to submerge his consciousness. But voices carried from the open window above him caught his attention. At first, it was just noise, but as they came closer to the room, he could pick out words.

“…will be fine. I won’t let him slip away so easily next time.” Sephiroth said with a benign tone, one geared to comfort.

Angeal sighed loudly. “We can hope.”

The sliding door in the back opened, and Genesis let his hand fall to his side. It would not happen again. Turning on the sink, Genesis washed his face, scrubbing away the hurt, the venom, and anything else that would break his façade.

The sound of running water apparently caught Angeal’s attention, as his form filled the bathroom door, expression a mixture of surprise and nervousness. “G… genesis… you…”

Standing up with a smile, Genesis regarded Angeal through the mirror softly nodding. “Let’s… forget about it, love. No need to spoil the fun.”

“…” Silent a moment, Angeal processed the words carefully. Ultimately, he let out another of those loud sighs, but at least appeared to be relieved. “… Maybe… now isn’t the time. But I wish to talk to you later.”

Grimacing, Genesis glanced over his shoulder. “Of course. … The two of you came back early.” He changed subjects, unsure if he really meant what he had said.

“I… was hungry.” Angeal gave a weak smile, but he was a terrible liar. It was endearing, really. At times, Genesis contemplated teaching his childhood friend how to put on a face but… it did not seem necessary. Angeal had no reason to hide.

“You and your stomach.” Genesis teased, backing away from the sink, approaching the door, but Angeal did not budge. Not at first. But after the two maintained eye contact for a couple of uneasy seconds, Angeal let him through. “Good thing there’s so much food then. I reckon you’ll grow another foot by the end of it.”

Shaking his head, Angeal followed him back to the main room like a lost puppy. At the table already was Sephiroth, arms crossed, legs splayed lazily with a single-arm resting on a propped knee, his other hand behind him for support. His feral look was trained on Genesis as he lowered himself down on the cushion across from Sephiroth.

“Anyone ever tell you that you could kill a man with that look?” Genesis remarked returning the look full on. It was not as though he were not used to by that intent, unblinking stare by now but… somehow it made him feel… uneasy now. It was like Sephiroth was already working to rip apart his newly crafted mask.

Sephiroth scoffed. “Yes.” And then his gaze lowered, this time to Genesis’ exposed shoulders. “You do know you have your own robes, right?”

Frozen, the redhead’s brain scrambled. For how large Angeal and Sephiroth were, surely, they had to custom order theirs. Then again, Genesis was more average. It would be easy to throw together a couple for his uninvited intrusion. Biting his lip, Genesis gave a nonchalant shrug, the motion unintentionally causing it to slide some down his back.

“I liked yours better.” He smirked, puckering his lips up cheekily.

Sephiroth’s expression was priceless. Those feline slits of his warbled wider, like a cat intrigued before they narrowed even thinner than they were before. He shifted, leaning over the table as he reached forward, passing by the small banquet laid as a divider between them. And then, took hold of a small carafe of liquid, using his other hand to unstack a small set of sake cups. He poured the liquid slowly into each.

“Genesis… lets… play a game.” He said, a near purr at his throat. To be continued

#fanfic #Atsui Springs #Atsui Springs: Part 3 #remember when this was just going to be a sinful smutty fic?#I do too #it is all angst #I have deceived you all #and myself #long

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Country Club | Kim Doyoung

Genre: smut , daddy

Warnings: dilf! Doyoung, uni! Reader, RichAU,

Praise kink!, public, just DY being a hot rich dad tbh.

WORD COUNT: 2,9K

Author! SIN

Your father invited a friend to join you for your Saturday morning golf game, the catch was his friend and you have a very dirty secret.

A/N: admin SIN here! Sorry I’ve been IA, I’ve had so many commissions and I’m still working on the freaks prequel and another Yuta fic (help), so here’s a little smutty DY fic while y’all wait !

TAGS: @infnteen 🖤 thanks for the cute msg!

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It was a cool morning and the smell of the wet freshly cut grass signaled the first rain of spring. You were up in your room, taking a break from university, and you found yourself longing for the Mountain View’s of the country club.

Thankfully mom and dad were aching to host a spring party for their friends and you were able to tag along with them to your summer vacation home. It had been awhile since you’d been here, and the last time you set foot on these grounds you were almost in trouble.

Almost.

“Sweetheart dont you think the gardens look absolutely ravishing today” your mom marveled as you made your way downstairs in a white mini tennis skirt and a sky blue golf shirt.

“Absolutely mother” you smiled and placed kiss on her forehead before grabbing the pitcher of lemonade and poured yourself a glass. You stood in front of the clear glass sliding doors watching your father pace the lawn probably talking to a work friend on his phone.

“Mother I thought we were going to the golf course today, he’s not planning on working is he ?” You pouted, stuffing a blueberry muffin into your mouth.

“Your father will never miss a golf session dear” your mother chuckled, “just get your things together sweety your dad will be with you shortly.”

Sighing you downed the last of the lemonade and went to the shoe rack to find your white tennis shoes and asked one of the estates employees to load your golf bag into the golf cart.

Shortly after, your dad followed, a huge smile spread across his face as he noticed your cheeky pout obviously knowing what mood you were in.

“I’m sorry hun but work called, those varsity tuition isn’t going to pay itself now is it ?”

You rolled your eyes playfully and slipped into the golf carts driver seat and patted the seat next to you,

“Ok fine but I’m driving.”

The two of you made your way down the courtyard and into the country club’s entrance. The gravel road was covered by huge oak trees, placed strategically along the sides leading to the huge mansion at the end.

Your father directed you to the golf course and one of the gates men welcomed you in before all you saw in front of you was the bright green golf course.

“I’m feeling lucky today hun, I can feel it” your dad squeezed his fist while you let out a chuckle, “easy there Tiger Woods”

“Well I’m definitely going to beat Doyoung that’s for sure”

“Doyoung ?” Saying his name already brought you a flash of memories.

“Yeah you remember my work buddy Mr Kim right ? He’s here helping out with the party, he brought over his sons too” your dad spoke as you pulled up to the first hole.

“What about his....wife ?” You swallowed, as your mind raced back to last year’s Christmas lunch.

First and fur-most Kim Doyoung was the hottest dad at the country club. He was still quite young in comparison to the other fathers thanks to his choices of getting hitched way too early. Most people would describe him as helpful, responsible the kind of guy who genuinely helped out the people around him.

But you knew a very different side to him.

It was the evening of the lunch that you and a friend had snuck outside for a smoke, knowing your fathers would be tremendously upset with that action for their little girls. After your friend ran off to God knows where, Doyoung had emerged and the look on his face as he watched you drag in that cigarette was...something.

“You’re such a naughty girl y/n disobeying daddy like this” he said in a silky voice, taking the cigarette with his slender fingers and placing it to his own mouth.

You watched him in awe, pulling in that cigarette and exhale the smoke up into the sky like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

“Please don’t tell my dad Mr Kim” you had said in a high tone, surprising yourself at the hint of desperation in your voice.

“Don’t worry it will be our little secret love” Doyoung winked taking in another drag but this time he grabbed your chin and blew the smoke into your mouth. It felt intoxicating. But a sudden call from his wife had pulled you out of your fantasy and he disappeared, not seeing him since then.

Until now ofcourse.

“Oh your mother didn’t tell you ? Doyoung and Hani are divorced now, yeah she took off with some model and left him with the kids” your dad shrugged and greeted the caddy waiting on the course for him.

“Oh I see” you responded, placing a baseball cap on your head and watched your father tee off.

It wasn’t long until you heard another golf cart behind you as you began setting up your shot, wanting to look back desperately.

“Kim Doyoung” your father bellowed as you took your shot and turned around to meet your guests.

You noticed Doyoung had brought both his sons, Jeno a guy somewhat around your age and his little brother Jisung. It was quite surprising to see them outside when you knew they preferred to stay couped up in their bedrooms playing video games.

“Hey y/n, I didn’t know you’d be here too” Jeno shyly waved while Jisung inspected a golf club.

“Yeah I’m on spring break, so I decided to spend a bit of it here” you replied, moving a strand of your hair behind your ear.

Doyoung smiled at you innocently and held out his hand, “it’s good to have you back y/n” he said as you took his hand and nodded shyly. Doyoung returned to his conversation with your father and all you could do was stare at how gorgeous he looked today.

Dressed in white slacks, a navy blue polo shirt and black rimmed glasses, girls your age may not understand your desires but to you Doyoung was incredibly sexy to say the least.

He was well built too, his wide shoulders and small waist gave him a swimmer physique, it was all too tempting to know what he looked like underneath his attire.

“How about we mix the teams, you and y/n versus Jeno and I ?” Your dad suggested and Doyoung looked over at you briefly and smiled,

“You got yourself a deal, winner gets that Sauvignon Blanc you’ve been hoarding in your cellar” Doyoung chuckled and set up his ball for his shot.

You tried not to stare but God was it hard. You watched as his eyes narrowed on his target and his dark hair waved as he swung. Doyoung twisted his body posing as he watched his almost perfect swing lead his ball closer it’s target.

“Jeno get ya head in the game boy” your father grumbled as Jeno found himself lost in a game on his phone.

Jisung snickered as Jeno sighed and removed himself from his game to join the one he was supposed to be playing in reality. You could already tell that your competitive father immediately regretted his decision of swopping teams when Jeno’s swing only had the ball drop just a few feet away from him.

“I mean, that was a hit alright” You stifled a laughter.

“I’m not used to these golf clubs!” Jeno whined as his father tapped him on his shoulder, “A good player never blames the equipment son, y/n let’s head over to the hole shall we ?” Doyoung said jumping into his cart.

“Are we not waiting until we’re done ?” Your father grumbled still watching Jeno struggle with his form.

“Seems like we’ll be here all night if one team doesn’t get a move on” Doyoung pressed his lips together, hiding the smug smile that was beginning to form on his face,

“The caddy’s will make sure we’re not...cheating, let’s go win this y/n.”

You hugged your sulking father and hopped in the golf cart next to Doyoung, keeping your eyes on the path ahead of you.

From time to time you found yourself staring over at him, taking in that side profile as he casually maneuvered the vehicle over the greenery until you arrived at your destination.

“Shall we ?” Doyoung said, wetting his bottom lip with tongue and placed his cold hand on your exposed thigh.

You felt a shiver run down your spine, much like that night with the cigarette. You wanted more, you wanted to test just how far you could go.

And knowing that sneaking around in secret like this only made it more exciting.

“It’s going to be pretty easy to sink this” you pouted as you noticed your ball was just mere centimeters away from the first hole.

“You sound disappointed” Doyoung raised an eyebrow as he watched you set up your shot.

“We’re going to be quite far ahead of them”

“That’s not necessarily a bad thing”

You looked up at Doyoung who causally waited aside, watching you line up your shot. He wasn’t going to say it just yet, but he was definitely enjoying the view.

Sucking in a deep breath you hit the ball, but missed the target completely and felt your cheeks heat up when Doyoung lightly chuckled.

“Your form is correct you just hit it way too hard, here let me help you”

Doyoung dropped his club and made his way over to you as you got into position for your shot. Your breathing hitched when he stood behind you, a hand placed around your waist and the other on top of yours on the golf club.

You could feel his warm breath on your neck as he pulled your hips against his, bending you slightly over to feel a little more of you.

Your eyes fluttered up to where the caddy was, nervous that he’d feel some type away about this interaction but he was too invested in his phone to care.

“He’s not going to say or do anything, trust me” Doyoung whispered into your ear as you felt his hand tighten around your waist and pull your ass even closer to his crotch.

“Like this ?” You pushed your ass up to grind up against him, satisfied when you heard a small moan escape his lips.

You hit the ball and watched it sink into the hole in satisfaction. Doyoung pulled away from your body and clapped at your victory,

“Well done love” he praised and it made you rub your thighs together. You don’t know why but hearing him praise you made you so wet, all you wanted to do was be his good girl.

Doyoung’s turn was next and he easily sunk in his shot and before you knew it you two were already on your way to the next hole.

This time in the drive Doyoung had one hand on your thigh, squeezing lightly as he drove through the course casually. Finally pulling up to the next hole, you immediately got into position to tee off,

“Am I doing it right ?” You pouted back at Doyoung who stood a distance as he downed a bottle of water.

“You got this love, hey I’ll tell you what” Doyoung ran his fingers through his hair and unbuttoned the first button of his Ralph Lauren polo shirt,

“If you get this in with Atleast three shots I’ll give you a reward.”

You swallowed hard, your mind buzzing with what the reward could be. Shaking your head that was filled with fantasies you took your shot, surprised that it was a pretty decent one at that.

“Well done love, you must really want that reward” Doyoung mused, his small praises driving you into a frenzy once again.

Doyoung quickly took yet another perfect shot and the two of you hopped in the cart headed for the final stretch of the play.

Again not wasting anytime you took your shot and managed to complete the round in just two shots, immediately turning to Doyoung and gave him a dashing smile.

“Wow love, you did beautifully” he praised, coming over to stroke your back and sent your thoughts into overdrive,

“Let me finish up here and we can sort that reward out” Doyoung’s voice was filled with mischief.

Just like he said Doyoung finished his round quite quickly and went over to the caddy whispering to him before heading back to you in the cart.

“What did you tell him ?” You asked as Doyoung started the ignition and began driving on a slightly different, more secluded path.

“Told him not to follow us, and just meet us at the next hole” Doyoung pressed his lips together and you watched his eyes search for a spot that was hidden from passerby’s.

Doyoung stopped the engine and jumped out of the cart, quickly pulling you out and leaned your back against the hood of the golf cart. His eyes were dark and a smirk grew on his face as his fingers brushed against your cheek, over your chest and eventually landed on your thigh.

“You love to praised y/n, I’ve taken notice of that” he hummed and his fingers separated your legs slightly as it moved higher up your skirt.

“I want you to know how good I am” you fluttered your lashes at him, leaning back into the hood and licked your lips.

“You think you’re good ?” Doyoung chuckled darkly as his finger grazed your soaked underwear, “I think you’re a bad girl y/n, just so fucking bad.”

You bit down on your lip as Doyoung pushed your underwear to the side and pushed his index finger into your core. You threw your head back as Doyoung slowly fingered you, bringing his mouth to you jaw and kissed you gently.

“But you know a promise is a promise and you deserve your reward” Doyoung responded by inserting two more fingers in you, quickly using his free hand to cover your mouth before you moaned.

“I’m good...daddy”

Doyoung’s ears perked at the nickname and responded by moving his fingers even faster, pushing his large frame into yours as you began chasing your orgasm.

Just as you were about to come undone Doyoung removed his fingers and wiped your wetness on your skirt before pulling you into a hot and sloppy kiss.

“If you think you’re a good girl, how about doing something about this huh” Doyoung growled into your ear and grabbed your hand, placing it over his hardened member.

You immediately slipped down to your knees and unbuckled his pants, waiting to please him. Doyoung freed his member and looked down as you took him into your mouth, making sure every inch of him entered before slowly sucking him off.

“Fuck...that feels so good, you’re doing so good my love” he sighed, throwing your cap aside and grabbed tufts of your hair as you sucked him off in the middle of the country club golf course.

Doyoung began thrusting into your mouth until you felt him hit the back of your throat and he came undone, feeling every bit of him slide down your throat.

Doyoung brought you up and swiped his thumb across your lips before inserting it into your mouth while you sucked on it gently.

“You’re right, you’re such a good girl” he praised and began rubbing his member in between your thighs as you felt him slowly grow hard once more.

“Do I get a reward again daddy ?” You placed your manicured hands on his chest and looked up at him with barely innocent eyes.

“Ofcourse, anything for you my love” Doyoung mused and spun you around, bending you over the golf cart and dropped your panties down to your knees.

Doyoung pushed his member into your core and slipped a hand in front between your legs to stimulate you while he fucked you senseless. He placed a hand over your mouth once more, the last thing he needed was your father or his own damn kids walking in on this.

But he wanted to feel as much of you as he could and removed the hand from your mouth and slipped it under your shirt, giving your breast a squeeze.

“Don’t you dare make a sound my love, or else I’ll stop” Doyoung grunted as he heard your soft whimpers in his ear.

Doyoung felt himself getting closer again and pulled out, leading you to the seats of the cart and propped you up on it and entered you again. Your legs wrapped around his waist as you felt him twitch inside of you. Grabbing onto the seats for support you nodded at him, signaling that you too were close and Doyoung sped up until you came all over his member and he pulled out waiting for your mouth to return to his tip.

“Take it all in again my love, you’re such a good girl” he groaned, biting down on his lips and your mouth wrapped around him once more and felt his liquid run down your throat for the second time that day.

You finally cleaned up and Doyoung neatened himself before texting the caddy that the two of you were on your way.

“What’s the next reward daddy ?” You raised your eyebrow at him as you watched a smug smile spread across his face as he drove,

“Well after this game is over and you get yourself cleaned up, how about meeting for another reward daddys room ?”

#Doyoung smut #nct scenarios #nct smut #nct 127 #2jaeh masterlist #nct angst #nct imagines #nct drabble #nct au #Doyoung fic #doyoung scenarios #nct doyoung smut #nct dilf #kpop smut #kim dongyoung

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snow-in-the-desert · 4 years

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Dramione Recommendations

Ok so, 2020 has been A LOT but on a personal note one of the most surprising things to happen was me discovering Dramione fanfiction and becoming unashamedly obsessed with it. I really didn’t see that coming but I’m here now and I’m here to stay.

I think I started reading in the Dramione fandom around mid July last year?? (In all honesty I’ve lost any true sense of time’s progression at this point so I could be well off the mark with that) And I’ve decided to compile a list of all my favourite fics I’ve read so far. Why? I really just want to gush over all the amazing writers I have found through this fandom because y’all deserve it.

Side note: If any of the authors actually sees this post just dm so I can buy you coffee or post you writing supplies or something idk I feel like that’s the least I can do for all your amazing work x

Remain Nameless by @heyjude19-writing

Ok I have to start with RN because this fic is pretty much the sole reason I decided to create an account with A03 or a tumblr or just decided to get involved with this fandom at all.

I headcannon this story hard. But I think even if you aren’t a fan of Dramione you should just read this because it is so unbelievably good and well written and poignant and Draco’s sarcastic personality in this is truly a thing of beauty in this - I relate to his inner monologue’s on a deep personal level.

I could rave about this story any time, any day of the week, just ask me. In fact, maybe I’ll just start a HeyJude19 fan club to fulfill that urge.

There are so many elements that I love but for the sake of brevity, RN is a beautifully told story of Draco and Hermione finding love and healing in a post-war HP setting. Heyjude19 had the very special ability of making me want to simulatenously laugh, cry and swoon with the power of her words. Just stop what you are doing and go read it now if you havent already, ok?

I also really enjoyed reading Bells on a Hill, Beers, Potions and Unwise Notions and A Shift in Focus, if you are looking for smaller fics, definitely give these a go. They are all funny and heartfelt stoires that will make your tippy toes wriggle with glee.

The Rights and Wrongs Series by @lovesbitca8

The Right Thing To Do, All The Wrong Things and The Auction are the holy trinity of Dramione writing. I have christened it thus, so mote it be. And frankly I’m not interested in any other opinion than that one, thank you very much!

After reading this series I don’t think I’ll be able to look back on the orginal HP books without thinking of Hermione’s and Draco’s memories of their time at Hogwarts in these fics as anything other than strictly cannon.

So many things to love about this series but I think one of the major highlights was Hermione and Draco’s use of occlumency. LoveBitca8 created such beautiful visuals with how occlumency works as a magical practice and seeing Draco and Hermione so devoted to eachother to the point of safeguarding their inner most feelings to protect eachother was unbelievably romantic and poetic.

Also the smut is divine ;)

Manacled by @senlinyu

My heart will never be the same after reading this story. Like I actually can’t think about this fic without getting a lump at the back of my throat. I have never felt so emotionally ruined after reading anything, compared to the likes of this fic. Just please, please read it. To badly quote HP, reading Manacled will make you suffer but you’re going to be happy about it.

The flashbacks are a rollercoaster in of themselves but the way Hermione inadvertently refers to them when she is still in a state of memory loss was so heartbreaking to read. My heart still aches for them both. Also its a truly satisfying to see Draco and Hermione written in a way were they are both so fiercly protective of one another. They make my insides go soft.

I also really enjoyed Snow Fall, Now Is A Gift and All You Want by the author but to be honest anything written by Senlinyu is always thoroughly enjoyable and worth a look.

The Erised Effect by @adaprix

Ada is QUEEN of dramione smut but ‘The Erised Effect’ is top tier. Its equal parts funny, romantic, sentimental and oh so sexy. Ada really knows how to build and build on sexual tension and doesn’t disappoint on the final delivery. I’m a big admirer of her writing style and just veraciously read whatever she posts but ‘The Erised Effect’ is just golden. A must read. (Also Pansy’s sexual fantasy in this story is a visual I don’t think I’ll ever be able to remove from my brain so thanks for that Ada)

Also quick side note: Adaprix’ stories were the first I read when I was looking into this fandom and it was enough to get me hooked on the pairing from the get go so I have that to thank Ada for too. I remember devouring all the stories she had posted to A03 and when I was done I was like... now what am I supposed to do with my life?? And that’s basically when I began to look deeper into the fandom and thus the course of my life in 2020 changed for the better.

Some other stories I love by her are Break for Me, All My Sins, The Big 4-0, The Fucklust Series and The Flat in Bath.

Clean by @olivieblake

This 6th Year AU where Draco and Hermione work together on a class assignment and end up falling in love had me feeling all kinds of ways when I read it. I almost don’t know where to start but I think one of the stand out things for me was how immersed I felt in reading it.

Hogwarts is captured really well, you get a good sense of class atmospheres, character nuances and behind the scenes of events that happen in HBP but from a Draco and Hermione’s perspectives. It’s well executed and intricate tapestry of a fic. With an excellent plot twist ending!

Also Hermione and Draco’s relationship in this is equal parts fluffy and smutty and it just ticks all the right boxes that you want to see for those characters ;)

Breath Mints / Battle Scars by @onyx-and-elm

The angst in this one is just *chef’s kiss*

God I love this fic. The way Draco is portrayed is very true to his defensive and tetchy character in the original books but he is also given so much more depth. The way his diary entries are written are just so well executed. It’s a true testament to the author’s creative writing skill. And I LOVE how even though Draco is clearly in such a messed up place, he still has a basic level of self respect and dignity that he won’t tolerate being used or undervalued in his relationship with Hermione.

Yep, I really love Draco’s characterisation in this one if you can’t tell. But Hermione is also well written too. Her stuggles and trauma of returning to Hogwarts after war is described in a believable and grounded way. And my heart definitely ached for them both. I just wanted to wrap the pair of them in a big fuzzy blanket and tell them that everything will be alright.

WANDS OUT! by @persephonestone

This murder mystery / Dramione / Theo x Harry / AU crossover is everything I didn’t know I wanted until I read it. I felt like I was picked up and plonked right into an alternative dimension where all the characters of HP are just living it up in an Agatha Christie novel.

It’s a funny and clever story that I found refreshing to read amongst all the other fanfics that are usually cemented in the HP timeline or universe. Theodore Nott in this fic is perfection he should be written like this in every fic from now on in my opinion. I couldn’t stop giggling any time he had a scene in the story.

And the ‘only one bed’ trope in this fic is 10/10. I don’t want to give spoilers but ohmygod. It hits all the right notes.

The One With Technical Difficulties by cassielassie

Cassielassie has an excellent three part series of Dramone called ‘The One with...” but I have to give special credit to this story in particular for one main reason. ELEVATOR TROPES. I can’t get enough of em. I think I have my early childhood viewings of NCIS to thank for my obsession with elevator tropes they just do something to me that simply cannot be explained with mere words. The palpable sexual tension of being in a broken down elevator with an ‘enemies to lovers’ pairing, a heated arguement breaks out followed by a discovery of mutual feelings and a romantic embrace...

Eugh. It gets me everytime. And this fic is no exception. I loved it for all the reasons I’ve already stated above but also for the attention to detail in Draco and Hermione’s careers makes this one particularly immersive. The dynamics between them established in this one-shot are convincingly portrayed and the chemistry between them is so undeniably hot.

The Light is No Mystery by @masterofinfinities

Yooo if you want to read a dramione fic that is a deep dive into Pureblood culture and Post-War recovery but is also a perfect allegory for discrimination and today’s political landscape of moral grandstanding for votes then look no further than this one.

This story has a bit of everything. Intrigue, mystery, ptsd and recovery, enemies to lovers / secret relationship, government conspiracy and humour, to name a few. I eargerly await every update to this story and am anxious to know how it ends!

The Eagle’s Nest by HeartOfAspen

Finally! A fic that gives me the Ravenclaw representation I crave. I think I could recommend this fic on the lore depicted of Ravenclaw house alone. ‘The Stacks’ and Rowena Ravenclaw’s own ‘come and go room’ are just such cool details that I could see being real in the HP universe.

This fic is so cosy and makes me feel like I’m just popping back into Hogwarts for another year. You get to see all the usuals like prof. Mcgongall, Nearly headless Nick, PEEVES, Hagrid, as well as learn more about minor characters from the other school houses. The story follows Hermione going to her day to day classes and there are interesting concepts about magic and alchemy that are explored.

Draco and Hermione’s relationship in this one is of course very fluffy and heartfelt. But it’s the attention to detail that really makes this fic outstanding and the experience of reading it feels fleshed out and true to HP universe.

A shorter fic by HeartofAspen that I recommend is one called Set in Stone, it has an adventurous, Indianna Jones vibe to it, that I am so down for.

Teachable Moments by @purplesugarquills

In this fic Hermione is an innocent little virgin determined to learn everything about sex. And Draco Malfoy is her tutor. If that isn’t enough to get you on board then I don’t know what is. Both Heartfelt and Steamy. PurpleSugarQuills writes smut so well but it’s the progression of their growing attachment and the nervous treading of new uncharted waters of romantic relationships for both of them that just adds a whole other level of feels to the story. Also chapter 9 is like reading poetry - its so good. Eugh just give it a read if you haven’t already.

Les Pèlerins by @pacific-rimbaud

This story is high art. It’s transcendent. Reading this story feels like the emotional equivalent of standing around a hundred glowing fairy lights, sipping hot cocoa and being wrapped in the loving embrace of a s/o. I can’t speak my praises highly enough or even become passably coherent in my words when I try to articulate a review.

From the very first paragraph I felt like I was just whisked away on a Parisian holiday and I’ve never even bloody been to Paris but damn it if this story didn’t make me feel like I was there. The writing style is just so tactile and intense it’s like I could feel the cold winter air brush against me as I read it. Eugh I just completely fell in love with the story and the writer.

New Year’s resolution. Read everything PacificRimbaud has ever posted online.

#This post is the online equivalent of me thrusting a pile of books into your hands and poking at you until you every single one #A behaviour I may or may not already be prone to #dramione #fanfiction #fanfic recommendations #I think I may have missed a few but I think I'll try to make a habit of gushing over new writers as I find them #Doing this just satisfies a deep inner urge in me to just compliment the everloving shit out of writers #who made my life a little more bearable with their words

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hi hii I was wondering if you had any taekook x reader fics ? 🙈 , also wondering if I could I go as 🗯 anon if that's okay? I love ur recs so much and ur page is a LIFESAVER , ily bae <3

🌷 Dear 🗯️ anon! I am sorry for answering so late. My drafts are all messed up but I was able to focus on this. On my 📍 pinned post, I actually asked if you meant love triangles or MMF smut but you didn't reply. So, I'll just put both =)

Enjoy! Much love and credit goes to all these wonderful writers who brought these fics to life 💖🥳

TaeKook Fics (Taehyung x Reader x Jungkook)

Love Triangle/s

M/M/F Smutty One Shots/Series

#ReadwithMe (fics in my reading queue/planning to read)

Love Triangle

All I Want @ardentlyjae - series [6/6] | 126k | War AU, Soldier!Taehyung | Heavy Angst, S

I actually read this on AO3 but I realized it’s on tumblr too. I remember this fic every time I hear Kodaline’s All I Want, which the fic was inspired by

Anima Meaology @arckook - series [5/5] | 26k | Soulmate AU, soulmate glitch (those with mismatched tattoos on their wrist) | A, F

I read this long ago on AO3 when I had this soulmate AU-fixation phase and I saw it on tumblr recently. Just had to read it again 🥺

Aquarium, Part 2 @whatifyoulivelikethat - two shot | 6.9k | cheating/infidelity, healing/comfort, second chances | A, F

I really like this comfort fic 🥰. Also shows that people deserve second chances, even the person who caused so much hurt. Screamed about it here and here

Change @junghelioseok - series [10/10] | 39.2k | a kind handsome stranger (Taehyung) makes you question your deteriorating relationship (Jungkook) | A, S, F

can I just say that Taehyung is such a sweetheart here 🥰? I always envision Paris Taehyung 2018 in this

Everything Goes @jamaisjoons - one shot | 24k | Fuckboy!Taehyung, Bestfriend!Taehyung, Stranger!Jungkook, unrequited love | A, S (really angsty)

First Light @inktae - one shot | 24k | Bestfriend!Taehyung, Masked Jungkook who can’t seem to leave the forest, Fantasy AU, based on hotarubi no mori e | F

If you’ve seen my fic recs list, inktae is always part of my recs. The way they write is just emotionally and visually haunting. Their works are just masterpieces. This is beautifully heartbreaking and heartbreakingly beautiful.

House of Cards @aiimaginesbts - series [10/10] | 40k | infidelity au, taehyung in an arranged marriage with someone else, roommate Jungkook | A, S, F

don’t we all want to have a roommate like Jungkook who will be there to comfort you over your heartbreak over someone else?

Stealing the Bite by wildernessuntothemselves - series [6/6] | 37k | witch!reader x werewolf!taehyung x vampire!jungkook, supernatural au, fantasy au | S, A

I mentioned before that some are divided re the ending, so I wonder what’s going to be the reactions of others

The Muse @daddychims - one shot | 30k | Author!Reader, Bestfriend!Taehyung, Fuckboy!Taehyung, Coworker!Jungkook, Taehyung offered OC to watch him have sex with another so she could write an erotic scene | S, A, F

The Universe of Us (read on mobile) @/taesthetes (officially closed her account) - one shot | 21k | Dream AU, Fantasy, Slice of Life, Kimi no Nawa-inspired | F, A

I am never going to shut up about this fic lol. It’s not exactly a love triangle, ugh hard to explain but please read this wonderful fic. Check their other KTH x R x JJK soulmate fic Cloud Ten too.

When You Least Expect @johobi - series [12/14 + drabble] | 118k | Slow Burn, Love Triangle, Drama, Childhood Friend Taehyung, set up with another guy (Jungkook) | S, A, F

ugh, I want to put another tag about Jungkook but I guess it’s a surprise. I just love the drama 🍿

🌷 I’m forgetting two more fics but I’ll update this once I remember. I haven’t read recently released fics too! I’ll add if there are good ones that come along

MMF Smutty One Shots/Series

A Piece of You @httpjeon - one shot | 13.9k | abo dynamics, camboy AU, camgirl AU, fan jungkook joins the cam session | S, F

All’s Fair @kimvtae - one shot | 13k | soulmate AU, college AU, dating Taehyung for a year but different name (Jungkook) showed up on OC’s wrist (lol it’s not a problem if you can get them both) | S

Blacklisted @/httpjeon - one shot | 21k | dom/sub AU, CEO AU, “after departing from your dom, you’re assigned to two incredibly powerful men” | A, F, S

Business @btssmutgalore - two shot | 28.9k | executive!reader, inventors/start-up owners taekook | S (seriously, how could I have missed including this here)

Dulce Periculum @forgottenpasta - two shot [2/2] | 16k | Hybrid AU, Tiger Hybrid!Tae, Owner!Reader, Wolf Hybrid!Jungkook | S, A, F

Easy Like Sunday Morning @ofsugakookies - one shot | 11.8k | boyfriend AU (yes, both of them), dom!taehyung, sub!jungkook | S, PWP

It Takes Two To Make A Thing Go Right @imaginethisbts - two shot [2/2] 11.6k | Hybrid AU (dog hybrids) | S, A (side note: I realized I’ve read all of their fics! give their masterlist a try)

Just Kidding @/whatifyoulivelikethat - series [5/?] | 21.1k+ | nympho OC, friend Taehyung, tae’s roommate Jungkook | S, kinda F, crack

this is actually fun 😊; and the episodes are written in a drabble-ish sort of way so you won’t feel like it needs to be updated to get the story moving. It’s basically just reading fun scenarios of nympho OC and these two satisfying her needs *wink wink

Not So Digital @jiminables - sequel to Digital Boy | 2.7k | camboy!taehyung, bestfriend!jungkook, short mxm | S, slight F

Playing to Win @tayegi - one shot | 8.6k | FWB AU (tae), sort of enemies to lovers (jungkook), TaeKook (mxm), originally Taehyung x OC (fwb) | S

okay this is one of my favorites! I’m amazed at how the power dynamics were written. Taehyung seems a dom with OC but with Jungkook he is all soft and sub; then, there’s that dynamic between Jungkook and OC who disliked each other originally. I just found the shifting so interesting and the writer was able to display these changes in dom/sub behavior among the three characters really well

Pour Up @jungkxook - one shot | 14k | fuckboy AU, fratboy AU (applies to two of them), one sassy OC, one kind of jealous Koo | S (thank you dear author for reposting this! 🥰)

Shhh @bang-tan-bitches - drabble (with OT7 sequel) | 2.7k | PWP (just pure hot imagine)

Shameless @imaginethisbts - one shot | 5.1k | established relationship (jungkook x oc), Taehyung’s POV, exhibitionism | S (not exactly threesome, because JK and OC are just doing it in front of people, Taehyung had a bit of action in the end)

Sugar & Spice @divine-bangtan - one shot | 20.8k | Kiki’s Delivery Service!AU, Baker AU, Noona AU, Assistant!Jungkook, Rich!Taehyung, pining Koo, a bit of M x M | S, F, A (it’s all good everyone ends up happy 😊)

Sugar and Spice @sunkissedjk - two shot [2/2] | 8.6k | Your friends ask you whether you prefer sugar (jjk) or spice (kth) | S

ugh this is such an indulgent imagine. If taekook are your friends and they help you decide what type of sex you prefer through a demonstration, wouldn’t you want for multiple demos before deciding? *wink wink

Sacrilegious @therealmintedmango - part of the Gods and Monsters series | 15.6k | Demon!Jungkook, Fallen Angel!Reader, God!Taehyung | S (so sinful 😈💦)

Sweat Pea @nitaescence - series [10/10] | 63k | DDLG!AU, caregiver!jungkook, caregiver!taehyung, little!oc | S, F, A

so I’m glad there was an ask about caregiver!jungkook because I remembered this. I actually checked if there’s a follow up drabble because the ending is open to any interpretation so I’m curious how other readers interpreted it

051 + Scum’s Wish @scriptmin - one shot | 3k | bestfriend!jungkook, pining!oc (unrequited), rebound!taehyung | S, A

it’s actually kind of sad 😭 but I added this because it's good to have variety. Not all smutty pieces will be a happy one

Tattooed Two @/httpjeon - one shot | 8.5k | tattoo artist AU, boyfriend Jungkook joined by his bestfriend Taehyung | S, F

The Doms Next Door @tatertotthethot - series [3.1/?] | 33.8k+ | BDSM AU, Poly, Neighbor AU, Tattoo Artist AU | S

I really love this series. It’s so funny too, I remember Jimin here - he’s THAT bestfriend you want to have. PLUS TaeKook are absolutely hot. If you're not interested in being a sub or partaking in bdsm, you will reconsider

The Hush Series @suga-kookiemonster - two shot [2/2] | 16.9k | coworker’s friends TaeKook, sort of E2L (Jungkook), dom!taehyung, a bit of voyeurism | | S

okay, I really like author’s writing. It can be about sinful delicious smut scenes but I noticed the members always have this developed characterization. I actually find Taehyung so adorably charming - makes me wonder if irl tae is secretly sinful too behind that sweetness lol

Thic Trilogy @btsinned - series [3/7] | 37k+ | CEO AU, Hybrid AU, College AU, Chubby!Reader | S, F, A

🌷 I’m throwing in fics in my reading queue #ReadwithMe

Attitude Adjustment @s0seo - one shot | 11.8k | Roommate AU | S

Chain Reaction @kissmetae - one shot | 3.2k | boyfriend Taehyung and friend Jungkook helping OC relax | S

Cherry @kpopstories - series [4/?] | 29k+ | college AU, fuckboy AU, love triangle | A, S, F (this is part of my ongoing reading list)

Cobalt Blue @hauntedlilies - one shot | 11.3k | artist AU, “you asked Jungkook to draw you like one of his french girls” | S

When You’re Mad @honeyj00ns - one shot | 3.8k | established relationship (boyfriend Jungkook), enemies to lovers Taehyung, Taehyung is JK’s bestfriend, Christmas AU, College AU| S

Madam Cupcake @craztextae - series [6/?] | 69.2k+ | Sugarbaby AU, Idolverse, idol!jungkook meets OC through an app called “sugarmamas(.)com” | S, F

Player Two @minjoonalist - one shot | 10.6k | Gamer!Jungkook, Boyfriend!Jungkook, Boyfriend!Taehyung, Brat!Reader | S

Tag Team @goodnight-tae - one shot | 5.2k | stripper AU, TaeKook are roommates and friends who share most things 😉 | S, PWP

Whoa @bangtanlalaland - one shot | 4.7k | skater!taehyung, 1970s AU, coworker!jungkook | S, PWP, Crack

posted: 2021 March 12; updated: 2021 May 12

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scribblemetae · 4 years

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Thank you, baby | Pt 2

Description/Summery: Turns out the boy whos been stalking you for years has decided its about time he shows his face in the form of a picture, and decides its time to talk to you for real, in the form of a phone call.

Thank you, baby Masterlist | Chapter Three

Pairing: JJK x Reader

Genre: Yandere, Smut.

Word count: 6.4k (Slightly shorter, sorry)

Warnings: Stalking, smut, Dub-con (She says no but eventually says yes), sex, masturbation, oral (f receiving), blindfolds (Kinda not but kinda) a ridiculously needy JK. Big Dick JK (I mean, obviously)

AN: Im amazed at how many people were looking forward to a part 2 so thank you so much for all the support it means the world to me. I’m just your local dyslexic writer ahah! This chapter is all smutty smutty so I hope ya’ll enjoy!! and of course The banner was commissioned from the incredible @guktro. Id you like it PLEASE go give him some love. Also please go give @bts-bookstore all the love as she is the wonderful editor of this fic and shes just brilliant and puts up with my word vomit that makes no sense

Jeongguk was a mess, laying there in his own cum. Your voice spinning in his head. He couldn't get you out of it. He heard your moans when he came, he heard you tell him he was getting you wet. What more could a boy dream of.

Well, not a boy, not anybody. Just him. You're his. If anybody else even thought of you he didn't know what he'd do. You were his princess. His queen and he'd forever be your slave. Your good boy. He'd be such a good boy for you.

That's all he'd ever wanted after all, was to be a good boy for you since the first time he saw you. You were so beautiful that it made you stand out from the crowd.

He’d be surprised if you even remembered him. It was nothing but a small get-together that your parents had arranged for close friends and family, and a lot of his parents' church group were there along with their family. Jeongguk had never made up on his mind when it came to any religious belief before that night but when he saw you he was almost certain that God must exist as you were clearly his best creation, but then he remembered.

The words his parents would preach to him.

No, if God was real he wouldn’t deny the idea of him touching himself to you. Fucking you hard and feeling you around him. Why would anybody ever deny such a perfect image, it should be painted on buildings not classed as a sin.

He quickly figured out his stance on religion that night, God was nothing but a made up person to stop people enjoying themselves. He’d never felt such sexual desire just looking at somebody but there you were. You were so shy, stood on your own in the corner, not much different to himself across the room in the adjacent corner.

You greeted everybody politely, bowing your head and shaking hands. You had on cute little dolly shoes and a very modest black dress that fell just below your knees, not much different to what all the other women here were wearing. But he knew you weren’t religious as you didnt have a cross around your neck like nearly everybody else who was here. You must have just been a close relation to somebody. You weren’t there long, but you had never left his mind since.

From that day forward he would forever be looking for ways to see you again. After realising you were the daughter of one of his fathers close friends it gave him a way in. To his parents' surprise it even got him to go to church a few times before he realised you never actually went yourself, it made your parents extremely proud, until he stopped going with the realisation that it was never going to get him close to you.

His next option was Facebook, quickly and easily he found you. It only took a couple of clicks and there you were on his computer. He was able to see where you were going at all times and what started as a small crush became a Facebook page that he couldn’t take his eyes away from. It became an obsession he didn’t want to shake.

You became his sin, you were the first woman he ever felt the need to touch himself over. The more he thought about the memory the harder his cock became, it felt so naughty back then when he’d look at your picture and cum all over it and now it still feels just as naughty as it did back then but this time, this time you were there with him, it may have only been over the phone but you were there whining and whimpering;telling him naughty things like he could only have dreamed about back when he was his 19 year old self.

He didn’t have much sexual experience but he knew nothing would feel better than cumming with you on the phone. Other than maybe cumming inside you.

He barely even dared dream about it but he only heard your voice up close for the first time less than half an hour ago after all and it was affecting him like crazy.

If you let him do that then what's stopping you from wanting him in real life? What's stopping you both from fucking each other senseless? What's stopping him pleasing and pleasuring your body until you tell him you love him?

He couldn't stop himself.

The rest of his night was spent touching himself, begging and mumbling for you, telling you how much he loved you in the back of his mind. Spilling him cum all over himself; wishing, even dreaming, you were there with him.

...

When you woke up, you decided you shouldn’t dwell on everything that happened the previous night. You felt guilty.

Could you really call him a stalker when you were egging him on the way you are? Yes, of course you can.

You were weak then but it wouldn’t happen again. You’d forget about it and get on with your day as usual.

Taking a deep breath, you stood up and walked into your bathroom. You needed to get a shower and get yourself ready for the day ahead.

You were proud of yourself. Of course you weren’t actually going to stop dwelling on it but you’d done a really good job of convincing yourself that you would so that could only be a good thing.

You’d managed okay to begin with, you went to work, you did a 12 hour shift and only thought about him what? 24 times? 72 times? Okay, so you thought about him a lot but it was fine, it was expected; it only happened last night. You were sure as time passed it would stop and you wouldn’t think about how he sounded with his hands wrapped around himself.

Wait. No, stop, you were doing it again.

You shook your head as you walked home and tried to change your thoughts. This was a stalker, not some stupid romance novel or fanfiction. This was real and you were treating it like some cheesy porn film where the woman fucks the same man that was stalking her. This man was a threat, he was a danger to your life.

As you walked into your home you laid straight back onto your bed and fell fast asleep. As it turned out, today had taken way more out of you than you thought. Your shift was long and your thoughts were messy, you just needed to sleep.

That would help everything.

…

The next few days were— strange, to say the least. You hadn’t seen him or heard from him. He hadn’t left you any notes or any texts. Infact, you’d had nothing from him since the last text he sent you that night and that was a good thing.

He was starting to slightly dwindle from your mind. He wasn’t all you could think about. Of course, you’d think about him from time to time, he'd been there for years but the thoughts strayed away from sexual and back to annoyance. But you knew better than anybody else that just because you hadn't seen him didn't mean he hadn’t been around and that you were certain.

That was the whole point of a stalker, right?

Watching you from a distance when you could never see him. You’d almost started to forget that, that was actually what stalkers did. So you knew you could never truly feel like you’d shaken him. You wanted to convince yourself that he’d maybe gotten what he wanted that night and that was all it took to get him away from you but you'd been here before.

He’d done this time and time again.

Leaving stuff for you and then ghosting you for a few days before he came back even stronger with something new and of course, he always did. It was a pattern of his that you’d be stupid to ignore. You knew it wouldn’t be too long until he had made himself known to you once again and 8 days into not seeing him, he made himself known. Through a short but simple text.

Mine: Thank you, baby.

I’ve been non stop thinking about that night.

Wrapping my fingers around my cock thinking about you the entire night, wanting nothing more than to push my fingers inside of you.

I'm not mad at you for not joining in. I’ll be a good boy and wait for you but you know I’ll look after you. I know you trust me and want me the same way I want you. Your voice is so sweet. Did I tell you that already? Tell you how beautiful your voice is when its filled with want and need and— fuck baby, it does things to me.

I miss you.

Thought I’d give you some space, but I can’t anymore.

I want to come see you.

I promise I’ll come see you soon.

I love you.

JK.

It was basically the same as what he usually said so it felt sort of empty to you. You remembered the first time that he told you he’d be coming to see you. You were so scared you made sure all your doors were locked all the time and you barely even slept but that was 3 years ago now. He left you a card telling you how he would finally see you soon but luckily for you soon never came.

You could tell he was getting bolder but that didn’t worry you too much. If he was really going to do anything like that you were sure he would have done it already. All this text did was remind you that he was still around. Something you would never need a reminder about.

...

“You should try it, it's all the rage right now.”

You knew you shouldn’t but it really helped you get through your shifts at work.

“They aren't these big heavy headsets that go over your face anymore, it's just a pair of glasses,” listening to the random and odd things people talked about while they were out shopping was always so insane to you.

They would say some of the weirdest stuff and the conversation you were hearing was proving no different, except this time the woman on the receiving end of what the first woman was saying seemed a little bit shy and not half as into the conversation that was going on.

They were talking about the new VR glasses, they are for people who wanted a more surreal experience when it came to gaming on their phone, or, what they’re more commonly used for.

Porn.

“Oh, don’t be so silly, it’s natural.”

You put your head down and started to tidy some of the clothes that had been thrown all over the floor by other customers. People really were slobs and it never stopped annoying you.

“You hook your phone up to it, pop some headphones in and that's it! You’ll never need a man again.”

“Do we really need to be talking about this here?”

“Stop it, I bet loads of the women that work here have one.”

You looked up at the woman who was pulling out some clothes and pressing it against herself to see how the sizing would fit and she immediately locked eyes with you, smiling.

“I bet you’ve got one, don't you, honey?”

The woman was so confident it was rather off putting, and that was ignoring the type of conversation that she was dragging you into.

You tried to feign ignorance and pretend you had no idea what she was talking about, hoping she wouldn't feel up to explaining that she was openly talking about masterbation aid, but as it turned out, you got the most confident women in the world as she filterlessly explained the VR glasses that, almost naturally, a woman of your age already knew plenty about.

They were advertised everywhere; it wasn’t like you could miss them at the moment. They were the new big thing.

You really hoped the conversation would end soon.

“I’m sorry ma’am, I was brought up in a rather— conservative household. I'm not used to talking about that kinda thing, and it's not really something I know much about so I’ve never really bothered,” you weren’t lying.

Your parents were very religious so any conversation that even came close to being about boys or sex or masturbation were completely off the table. Maybe that's why you could barely get yourself off when you touched yourself. You had no idea what the hell you were doing and you were always too scared your parents would damn you to Hell if they even got the slightest hint of possibility that you’d done anything sexual.

It's a good job you found Jeongguk or you wouldn't have the slightest clue what an orgasam felt like.

Wait.

What?

No, stop.

You shook your head as the women left where they were to continue their shopping, completely disregarding you since you weren't exactly helping her case

You needed help.

You needed to learn how to get yourself off when annoying, obsessive, stalkers weren’t involved.

That's how you found yourself outside of the tech store looking to buy a pair of the VR glasses. If the second woman in the conversation wasn't going to take the advice you sure would.

Apparently it was an amazing way of getting yourself off and since there were visuals involved you wouldn't be getting stuck with thoughts of you-know-who in your head while you were doing it.

You were surprised at how sleak the glasses actually were. They used to be big square headsets that you’d put over your face but these things were barely noticeable. A very small frame with clear glass that, when turned on, went a shade of gray on the outside but had the game playing on the inside. The poor salesman didn’t need to know you were going to use them on anything other than games.

You connect it up to your phone and plug your headphones in, to test it, and it was that easy.

If only they were that easy on your bank account. Sadly the newest VR technology was never going to be cheap but you figured this was a price worth paying and since you had no social life you managed to save up money for when you needed it. You couldn’t afford to let Jeongguk into your sexual life as easily as he did. You needed to make sure you could get yourself off and not have to think of him to do so.

...

The lights to your house were completely out, he didn’t know if he was happy or sad about that, he wanted to see you like all the times he promised he would. You probably felt so let down by him and his empty promises, but this time it wasn’t going to be empty. This time he was going to see you and talk to you and tell you that he loved you.

He finally felt confident enough to do so now that you had made it extremely clear to him that you were interested in him too, you gave him a clear sign and he just knew it.

Now was the time to show you just how serious he was about you.

He walked over to your door, opening it with his key he’d had copied by the locksmith. He’d be silly not to get one and it would probably start costing him a pretty penny if he had to fix it every time he broke in.

All the lights were off and the house was dark, even though it was still light outside, it was only about 2 Oclock. Usually, you wouldn’t be at work on a Thursday. It is Thursday, right? Maybe you took up an extra shift. Maybe you went shopping and got caught up.

He made his way to your bedroom and placed the panties on the bed that he had taken previously and then made his way to your washing basket to pick up another pair from there.

The empty wash basket immediately put a disappointed frown on his face.

He always found a pair he could take and this time there was nothing, he looked around the room for anything else, maybe you were in a rush this morning and you left a pair on the floor while you ran out the door but there wasn’t an item of clothing in sight.

He laid on your bed in frustration but as he did so he could smell you on the covers.

God, did you smell amazing.

This was only something that he got to enjoy every now and again. When he snuck in, he would usually go into your wash basket and smell your clothes. Nothing could beat the smell of you. He’d never even thought to smell your bed and gosh was he stupid.

It was purely you.

It was heaven but sadly heaven had a time limit.

He heard you slam the door in your house. You were so heavy handed it was cute.

He panicked, not knowing what to do. He came here wanting to talk to you but it looked like he wasn’t as brave as he thought he was.

He felt butterflies in his tummy and got really nervous, nervous enough that rather than doing what you wanted. Doing what a good boy would do. He hid away. Hide in the bathroom adjacent to your bedroom, hoping to God you wouldn’t come in and catch him hiding away from you.

He’d be so embarrassed. He was embarrassed. What kind of man hid away from his love? The woman that needs him the most.

About 15 minutes later he heard you come into your bedroom and move things around abit. He heard you shuffling.

You were just there. He couldn’t remember the last time he was so close to you. So close to touching you. He should go out there and talk to you. He should do what he planned on doing, the whole reason he was here was to help you two be together finally after all these years.

He was going to do it.

He gave himself a pep talk. He bigged himself up for it and did it. He walked out of the bathroom but when he did he couldn't believe his eyes, you were completely naked, on your bed, eyes covered, earphones in.

No, this wasn't what he wanted at all. He wanted to talk, wanted this to mean so much and be more than sex, he knew that was probably what it would end up being but he thought it was be romantic. He pictured you both confessing your love for each other and making love afterwards and even though that was what he envisioned happening his lust and obsession took over.

You were there pushing your fingers into your beautiful cunt, moaning ever so slightly with your entire body on display to him. Your tits looked so pillowy to him, he wanted to touch them, wanted to lick and tease them, do everything he'd ever seen in porn. Pushing his pants down, he started playing with his now hard cock. He’d never seen anything like this.

He was trying not to make any noise but that was impossible.

“Oh my God, I Iwanna touch you, I wanna feel you. Fuck, please,” he was saying this all out loud but in the cutest little moans. While he was pumping his cock so fast, walking just that little bit close to you and picturing what you’d look like staring up at him. He could clearly see you were watching porn and it gave him flashbacks to the night he caught you.

Oh, how your relationship had grown. He laughed to himself.

This felt intimate to him and that made the strokes of his cock so much more pleasurable to him. Your feet were right at the end of your bed, your legs propped up to give him an amazing view. He knew he shouldn't but he just couldn't help it.

He kneeled down on the floor, making sure to still be as quiet as possible even though you had headphones in. He watched as your fingers pushed inside you, wet and sticky. With his tongue stuck out he pretended that he was going to get a taste of you.

He could smell you so strongly too and when he did flick his tongue out he got a slight hint of your taste on it. Then he started breathing heavy as he pumped his cock so fast his face fell just a little bit too close to you. Something he didn't notice until you moved your other hand and dragged it across where he must have breathed on your leg.

You weren't making much noise, the odd pants here and there but he knew he could make you moan louder. Just like he did before.

"Your lips look so pretty and swollen, I wanna feel them" he bite his own lip.

He didn’t want to be a bad boy at all, but he was so conflicted. A good boy would go home, maybe give you a text and help you along, ask you if you wanted his help and soon you would swoon into his arms and you'd take his cock for real.

A bad boy would take you right now, such a wet little pussy sprawled out in front of him was just begging to be touched by him. You knew he would come over today, he told you in his message he would visit soon, maybe you wanted him to be a little bad. Maybe the fact your other hand was now circling your clit while you pound your pussy with your fingers was your way of inviting him in.

Fuck it. Fuck everything, Jeongguk wanted to be bad. Just for today.

He moved his hands and grabbed your hips, whining as he pushed your pussy lips up against his cock.You jumped at the sudden hands on your body and quickly pulled the earphones out of your ears to shout.

“Sh, sh, baby. Ugh, fuck. It's just me, relax.”

Relaxed was the last thing you were feeling as he rutted his bare cock against your folds.

“Jeongguk,” it took no more than 0.001 seconds for you to know exactly who was doing this.

“Jeongguk, what are you doing? Stop it.”

“I can’t stop, baby. Princess, I can't.”

You still had the VR glasses on so you couldn't see him, you could only hear and feel his desperation. His hips were so slow against you and the video you were watching matched the movement of his hips perfectly and as the faceless man fucked your VR body you got distracted.

You opted to turn it off so now all you could see was black.

“Jeongguk, you can't, this is wrong. I don't want this,” you pleaded.

“But baby, you said I made you wet. You said it,” his voice was slightly raised as if he was annoyed. “And I can feel how wet you are baby, I know you want this so bad. Your pussy has drenched my cock.”

“Jeongguk,” he seemed to speed up a little bit at the sound of his name, letting out a small moan and it didn't go unnoticed by you. You wished you didn't but you enjoyed it.

The video you were watching wasn't doing much for you but now sparks were flying down your spine and your pussy was getting really wet. His cock was so thick and it was wrapped up in your pussy lips bumping your clit, sparks were sent down your spine every little nudge it gave you. You could feel every inch of him sliding up and down your slit.

This is so much better than touching yourself.

You snapped yourself out of it though, just before you let out a moan.

“Jeongguk, that was fantasy, it wasn't real.”

“Fuck, baby, we can make it real. I know we were both fantasising but now I can feel your pussy and it's so hot and needy and I know it needs me. Let me give it what it needs— please,” as he begged and moaned, his hand moved down, rubbing the outer lips of your pussy and it made everything so much more sensitive.

You gasped and your head fell down to the mattress while your hips pushed up against him; against your will.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, yes, baby. Keep doing that.”

You wouldn't do it. No matter how much your brain wanted it. But as you were rejecting him in your mind your hips started to slowly move along his cock.

Fuck.

“This is so much better than touching yourself don't you ah— yes— fuck.”

Your hips were getting slightly faster as you could feel the tension in your stomach begin to knot. Your slick was starting to drip down yourself. You could officially say you had never been this wet before.

Fuck, he felt good.

“Jeongguk,” you started moaning, unable to cover the sounds anymore.

“Yes, baby? Anything— tell me anything. I'll give you what you want,” you’d never heard a man so desperate for anything before. He sounded like he was begging you, his voice so high pitched; barely keeping it together as he stuttered along with what he was saying.

‘Jeongguk, we can't— ahh fuck,” you had never been so torn in your life. Your toes were curling, your moans weren’t silent anymore and your hands were so tight in the bed sheets but you knew without a shadow of a doubt you shouldn't be doing this. “Jeongguk, put the tip in, just the tip.”

Your desperation got the better of you and you let him do the one thing you knew you never should.

“Is that what good boys would do? Tell me, tell me please. I'm a good boy, right? You want this,” you nodded your head fast.

“So good, please be good for me and do it,”

Jeongguk practically yelped at that, pushing the tip of his cock all over your pussy. In your slit, against your outer folds. He had soaked everywhere between your legs trying to find your hole and that made you moan louder than before.

He finally found it though and pushed the head of his cock inside you.

"Oh my God, oh my God ____, oh my-“

Jeongguk all but cried, and if you could see him right now you'd see him covered in sweat, tears down his face. His voice so high pitched moaning for you.

You weren't fairing much better yourself. His cock head was so thick you felt so stretched out and you hadn’t felt this stretched out in a long time. You were glad you couldn't see. You didn't want to be in the reality of it or you knew you'd have to stop him. And that was the last thing you wanted to do.

The pleasure was dull though. You wanted more. You needed to feel his tip deep inside you.

He moved his hand back to his cock after touching your sides then stoking your legs, and with his hand firmly wrapped around it he started circling it inside you; moving it around so you could feel his tip everywhere until you snapped.

“Oh fuck, I can't help myself,” your gasp came out loud and wanting.

You placed your hands on his lower back and pushed his cock into your waiting heat, all the teasing was too much. He was there ready to pleasure you and your rational brain couldn't argue against it. There was nothing rational about rejecting such a needy cock that was dripping inside you.

As you pushed him inside, you could hear his high pitched moan and there was something so sexy about it. He sounded so affected by you. And were you affected, too. As you pushed him closer inside you it was as if his cock never ended. He was so long and thick your eyes pushed to the back of your head as your legs opened wider and wider inviting him even deeper inside of you.

You felt one of his hands grab your breast and his other clamped on where your thigh met your hip, thumb pressing in, pulling your body onto him harder so he could drill his cock deeper into you.

You were sure you weren't just moaning anymore but screaming, all you could hear was the wetness of yourself slapping against him. Nothing had ever been so deep inside of you and the whines and moans that were coming out of his mouth were so fucking desperate your own mouth was watering. You may have only had an orgasam once or twice in your life but it was a feeling you could never forget and you could feel it again, you could feel it about to hit like a wave against you.

Every limb in your body was weak but high on sensations at the same time. You’d never felt it like this before

“Oh my God yes, yes you're so good. So wet. Fuck. I had no idea pussy would feel this good. I can't take it.”

If you had any semblance of what was going on and the words that were coming out of his mouth you just might have noticed what he said. You might have taken a second to think about it and reconsider but you didn't. You couldn't; even if you wanted to.

You were in heaven.

This must have been the first time you'd had sex in at least a year and the first time you'd had a dick this big that felt this good— ever. You could feel it in your stomach as he fucked you so hard, he wasn't the best at keeping a steady rhythm but that didn't matter when his cock hit so deep.

“I can't, your pussy’s too fucking wet and perfect. I'm gonna cum, fuck, I'm gonna come inside you,” as he started to fall into pleasure you tried to follow him. He fell forward into the crook of your neck pushing the VR glasses off your eyes and somewhere else on the bed. But you kept your eyes shut tight.

Nothing was going to take you away from the moment, not even Jeongguk grabbing the side of your head and pushing your cheek into the mattress while he still drilled into you.

The room was bright and even though your eyes were closed you could tell the difference and that changed your perspective on what was going on only slightly.

This wasn't a naughty night time fuck, this was a completely inappropriate mid-day fuck with somebody you shouldn't even be near.

But as he pulled the side of your head impossibly close to his own and pushed his body as close to yours as he could, just so his hips were now grinding again your clit, you noticed his strength, and it was a complete one-eighty to the needy and timid voice that came from his lips

“I’m sorry, I wanted to make you feel good but I'm gonna cum so fast. You're so perfect,” he started to kiss and lick up the side of your neck. You don’t want him to stop, you wanted to cum. You could feel it so, so, close.

“I'll be a good boy for you and make you cum I promise just, fu— just. Oh, fuck.” His hips started to move insanely fast as he pumped himself into you sloppily, over and over again, just to push hard into you while his cock convulsed. Pushing you so close to your end that you whimpered loudly.

“No, fuck, don’t stop.” You couldn't help but push your hands through his hair; holding him as close to you as you could and he whined almost as if he was in pain but you knew better. All you could hear were gasps and moans along with your name leaving his lips.

Before you even had a chance to think he shuffled himself down and attacked your clit with his lips. Your entire body jumped as if shocked.

His lips were so soft against you. But you still refused to look at him. Your head pushed back as his tongue divided between your lips where he had just been sucking and your impending orgasam hit so fast you couldn't believe it.

He flicked his tongue back and forth, teasing your clit for all it was worth and as you screamed, announcing your orgasam, he sucked your clit even harder. Taking as much of your pussy into his mouth as you could. You could hear his moans of enjoyment, the grunts and groans he made as his tongue touched all over your slit muffled into vibrations; keeping you high for minutes.

You couldn't stop shaking as he moved his tongue around you. Convulsing your body as the tingle in your clit continued, only stopping when Jeongguk moved away from you with his eyes closed still licking his own lip so as to not lose the taste of you.

You couldn’t take anymore and you opened your eyes to look at him.

He was a mess, mouth wet and sticky. His hair that was once clearly in a bun completely disheveled with curls around his face.

He was a work of art, sitting back on his legs, cock still out as his pants were pushed part way down his thighs and his black shirt lay crumpled and messy. He looked so fucking sexy but so adorble while you watched him lick his lips.

Then it all hit you at once.

“Get out.”

You couldn’t believe what you had just let happen.

“Get the fuck out right now.”

His face dropped so quickly from bliss to sadness.

“But baby—“

“Get the fuck out of my house!” You screamed at him, jumping up to cover your body in the sheets on your bed. You watched him stand up quickly and walk towards you.

“Baby, I just—“

“Jeongguk,” you took the deepest breath you could in order to not completely scream at him.

“I need you to leave. I need you to leave right now and not come back, do you hear me?”

He nodded his head slowly, big eyes looking at you, you were sure you could see a tear but that didn’t matter to you right now. You needed him out and you needed this to never ever happen again. He was lucky you didn't scream in his face even louder but that would be so wrong of you.

You knew you were partly to blame for all of this. You asked, you practically begged for him.

But still, Jeongguk turned on his heel and swiftly left your house. It was only when he closed the front door you were able to move again.

You slowly stood up on weak knees and put on a long nightgown to cover yourself. The feeling of shame, annoyance and embarrassment washed over you yet again. You were becoming too familiar with the feeling.

It wasn’t for another half an hour you managed to snap yourself out of the feeling when you heard a ping on your phone but when you checked it there was no alert.

That's when you remembered you were probably looking at the wrong phone. You walked over to your dresser where you had left your second phone after Jeongguk’s message a few days ago, hoping you wouldn’t be coming back to it so soon.

You opened it up to see his face again, it felt different. You’d seen him up close and these pictures of him had never done him justice. His skin looked so soft and his hair so shiny. As you shook your head you opened the message just at the top of the screen and you wouldn't believe what you had read.

You were in shock. If you thought you fucked up. Things had just got a lot worse.

Mine: Thank you, baby.

Thank you so fucking much, you gave me everything I needed, everything I wanted tonight.

I heard when you lose your virginity you’re supposed to cuddle after. I wanted it to be so much more romantic, I really did.

But when I saw you there I just lost all control.

Your pussy was begging for me to touch it.

I know that's why you’re mad at me, I ruined all the romance you wanted, well that and— and I couldn’t last long enough for you.

I’m so sorry baby, I’ll make it up to you. It’s just you’re so fucking sexy, your tits were bouncing underneath me, the smell of you was so strong and I can’t forget that delicious pussy squeezing me.

Oh God, baby, your pussy was so fucking delicious. I’ve still got the taste of you on my lips and I hope I never lose it ever.

I promise I'll practise. Next time we fuck you’ll get to cum all over my cock just like you wanted to.

I'll be good, baby.

I promise.

I’ll fuck you so good.

Make you feel the way you made me feel.

It may have been my first time but I know nobody will ever make me feel the way you do, and they won't even get the chance.

I belong to you, princess. You took another part of me tonight and I'm slowly just becoming more and more yours, more than I already was.

I can’t wait till we fuck again. We’re going to fuck all day and all night untill we can’t anymore and then I’ll just keep eating that pussy. I'm never going to disappoint you again I promise.

I’m in love with you and I meant every word of that song I sang to you. Keep listening to it when I’m not there, so you know that I’m always beside you.

I can’t wait to feel your cunt again, and I forgive you for what you said.

I love you.

JK.

You took his virginity.

Holy shit this was a mess, you were never going to get out of and—

Song? When did he sing to you?

Wait.

The video on the phone, you never got a chance to listen to it properly. You quickly left the text and clicked on the video, listening to his extremely melodic voice singing to you.

See your face every place that I walk in

Hear your voice every time that I'm talking

You will believe in me

And I will never be ignored

I willl burn for you

Feel pain for you

I will twist the knife and bleed my aching heart

And tear it apart

I will lie for you

Beg and steal for you

I will crawl on hands and knees until you see

You're just like me

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Kutte to Black

Part 1 | Part 2

A/N: So here’s Part 2 of the angsty fluffy smutty fic about you being the love of Jax Teller’s life (reimagined in the place of Tara) – you two were high school sweethearts and reunite years later... time will tell whether or not you two can be together...

Pairing: Jax Teller x F!Reader Warnings: smut, swearing, angggggsty angst, mention of attempted suicide (*not* by Jax or Y/N)

Word Count: ~2.5k

... Continued from Part 1 [Read Here]

Every night I go back. Everything after that just cut to black.

Back to that rosy Redwood summer. Back to living, breathing... giving, needing... nothing but each other.

In his dreams for these eleven years he’d played out every scene. Lost in the empty in between. Drowning in sin, to fill the void. But as he did the hollow deepened, left a shell of what he’d been. The golden boy your loss destroyed. Jax gave up long ago on ever being happy as he was when you were here. Forgot what that word even means. He just defines it by its absence through the years. Each year of his existence measured by the distance from eighteen.

Through every failed distraction, no one else mattered to Jackson. Count the whores, hundred and more, but he was only ever yours. Your face is still the only one he’d ever seen.

And now you’re here behind him on his ride, after your heart and body took him home inside. The whole damn world hits different now, somehow—hits pure and good and clean. The sky is wide. For once he smiles, for the first time in a while, as the sun-scorched stretch of earth that flanks the California highway flashes by in shades of sepia and green.

Ride till the road reaches the damn middle of nowhere. Drive right past it—to the edge of nowhere—hit the gas and blast it—hurtle straight into the sun itself and make your fucking home there.

That’s what this is. Sweet secluded patch of summer grass, where years ago he had so often thrown you on your teenaged ass, to shower you with promises and kisses. Here again he takes back everything he misses. Everything is bright and right and the sun rages on in spite, as if it’s slighted that your heat outdoes its light. That’s what this is.

So wet. So tight. For once forget, eleven years ago the both of you had died. Back from the dead. Love one another back to life. Fucking impale yourself on him knowing you’ll bleed to death when he pulls out the knife.

This love is worth the spill of blood. The thrill of serving as his slut. The reason that he lives. The only shit he gives. Reminded by the reaper inked in black, upon the bare skin of his back, patched on the leather of his kutte.

Reminded that love reaps, for every promise that it keeps, and that the gates of hell burst open all the worse when heaven seeks to seal them shut.

***************

For now heaven is his beloved face buried in deep between your legs. Fucking devouring your sex. Crashing the floodgates of your pleasure, tearing you apart as he holds you together. Your swollen pussy lips suck in his thirsting tongue now as it plunges in and wrecks.

Jax spent the first part of the day making you cum undone around his cock more times than you can count. Now that he’s claimed your cunt as his to please, and his to pound, he’s bound to savor every drop of your release, until he drowns.

Until his rockstar dick is hard as fuck again and raging for another round.

Reminded how it feels to be his girl—to be his world—eleven years of empty fade from memory as everything inside of you unfurls.

Each slide of his sensuous tongue along your slick folds makes your toes curl. Lips latch tight around your tender bud of nerves and treasure it like he just swam the whole damn sea to find this precious little pearl.

“Christ, Jax—right there...” you whimper as you twine your fingers in his sex-swept head of hair. You love him even more than you remember and it’s just not fucking fair. Feeling him feasting on your cunt for all it’s worth, after he’d split you open with his massive girth, you’re ruined now for any other man on earth. And you don’t even fucking care.

“Fucking love you,” he professes into your quivering wetness as he savors every inch of you. Groans out your name like it’s a prayer. No other man could ever dare try to compare.

“J-Jax…” you arch your spine and feel your bare skin grind against the textured leather of the kutte that he had spread beneath your back. Ever your bed upon this sacred stretch of grass.

It’s rough and ragged, weighted with the world of woe through which he’s dragged it, and the softness and the smoothness of his mouth strike you in such staggering contrast.

He takes your shuddering hips tighter in his grasp. He growls to match your every gasp. The deep vibration of the muffled sound against your soaking mound sends waves of pleasure pulsing through you and your slipping grip on sanity won’t last.

Jax always fucks you to the brink of it and pushes you right past.

The day you have with him is fading fucking fast. Hours ago when you were out upon the road the sky had never looked so vast. Yet now the sun has run its course across the blue, painting it in a thousand other haunted hues, as it condemns you to the shadow that it casts.

The question that he hasn’t asked. What brought you back. Shut the world out and let the answer cut to black.

***************

The day is gone. The starlight through the leaves above cuts silver streaks across the lawn. Catches the shimmer of your juices on the gold bristles that frame his luscious lips, the moon and stars matching the metal of his rings, signet of prince soon to be king, as you raise his hand toward your mouth to press a soft series of kisses on his fingertips. Gaze all the while locked with his, promise of love in every kiss. Want nothing more than fucking this.

The heat of summer settles heavy on your hearts now that the sun is down. Ride the dark night back into town.

He takes you to his room back at the club. Ignore the Sons and take the stairs silently up. Men keep their heads bowed, spooked against making a sound. It’s clear the two of you are all fucked out. Bound to fuck more without a doubt. All of them wonder but won’t dare to say aloud, whether the prince of Charming may decide to ditch his crown, this time around.

He wants to take you fucking home but that won’t do. Gemma is with his son, and this is no time for the queen mother to know what’s going on, between you two.

Jax guides you to his room and locks the door and looks at you. Just... fuck the way he looks at you. The mark it leaves more lasting than your crow tattoo. Each time as if the years-old love you share is still shiny and new.

“It’s good to have you back, babe.”

Breaks your heart that he’s determined for the moment to continue this charade that everything is summer roses and that you came back to stay. Roll back the tape. You have to say—this has to end after today. But then he takes you in the cage of his embrace and you have no chance of escape.

You wrap your arms around his broad leather-clad back. The kutte that owns you so completely. Own voice cuts you like an axe, bleeds as it cracks. “The day is gone, Jax. We should really…”

Sweeps his thumb across your cheek, making you weak, the way he cradles you so sweetly. “Mmm, you got somewhere to be? Other than here looking so pretty right in front of me?”

Of course you do—but then that sinful edge of danger flashes in his baby blues—before you have a clue, he’s won a whispered no from you. No, you have nowhere else to be...

Sweet shifts to savage suddenly. “Then get down on your fucking knees.”

Sweet Jesus Christ. Familiar flood between your thighs. One you’ve not felt in these eleven years since you’d last looked into these dark dominant eyes. “God, Jax—don’t do this to me... please...”

Carries on with his playful tease. “Don’t what. Remind you that you’re my cocksucking slut?”

You’re fucking drowning in the flood.

He notices now right away, as bitter tears prick at your gaze. Instantly shifts straight back to sweet as worry falls across his face, steeped in self-hate for what the beast in him had dared to say. He knows you love it when the beast comes out to play. But shit is serious today. “Oh, God. You’re crying.”

No, you’re not. You’re fucking dying.

“Y/N…” Jax’s soft lips press to your forehead as he vows to kiss eleven years of tears away or else die trying. It’s not a vow that he takes lightly. “Babe, you’re right, we—we should talk.”

But it’s too fucking late to talk. Your inner whore wins over and you let her, though you know better, because you’re too fucking afraid to talk. Ablaze with lust. “No, I just... I just need your cock.”

Before he can protest you’re on your knees and spurred on further at his low murmur of fuck.

Jax Teller’s dick was put on earth for you to suck. It’s always been your fucking drug.

He’s tasted you a thousand times today but you’ve not yet returned the favor. Knowing it would seal your doom ‘cause you’re a sucker for that sweet and sinful flavor. Made to be treasured and savored.

Blue eyes darken as he watches you make quick work of his jeans from where you’re kneeling on the floor. “Babe, are you sure?”

Of course. Sucking his dick has always been for both your pleasure. Often far more so for yours. “Yes, sir.”

The words he fucking lives for. Cards his fingers through your hair as he towers so tall and beautiful and powerful above you. “God, I love you.”

“Love you more.”

It’s not a war. But still you want to fucking win now by reminding him that he exists for you to worship and adore. To serve as his cocksucking whore.

***************

The night is late, and you’re both totaled by the hundred thousand rounds of love you’ve made. You wish the break of day would fucking wait. Afraid of how your love is star-crossed even as the stars all fade.

Jax pulls you into his embrace, blinding you with the ageless beauty of his life-ruining face. Tells you and shows you how he loves you in a million different ways.

Spend the next few hours just snuggling. Your strength to do anything other than just be in love is buckling. Grip his heart. Before you shatter it apart. Fucking white-knuckling.

The talk is small at first. Because big hurts.

As if you could catch up on all eleven years in so few words.

Jax wants to tell you every fucking thing he’s done. Been forced to do. So full of secrets he could burst. But wants to hide them from you, too. Every last one. He has no clue which would be worse.

You ask him questions that are innocent and pure, the way that you both were, when love was first igniting. “You still writing?”

He remembers who he was when you were here. The dreams and passions he’d abandoned through the years. The battle for a better life wasn’t worth fighting. Shrugs it off to spite the tears. “Less writing, more riding.”

Whenever he looks all torn up about the shit that he had missed... you seal those perfectly pink lips with a deep kiss. So much is lost but you just wish you could keep this.

There’s so much bitter to the sweetness, as you linger in his bed and reminisce.

“My mom really liked you, you know,” Jax sorrowfully recalls. He thought he wouldn’t mention her at all. But it’s inevitable that the talk should turn to why you had to go, those years ago. And why he couldn’t follow. Voice is heavy yet so hollow. “I think that was what made it so much worse for her. The day I packed my bags and told her that my Charming days were over. That I’d found someone I loved more than SAMCRO.”

Someone he loved more than his mother. Gemma knew it though her son hadn’t been so cold and straightforward. Saw straight through what he had told her.

It’s a day you won’t forget. The day Jax Teller had decided to leave everything behind and stay beside you as your future forged ahead.

Blue eyes blur wet, jaw firmly set. “Typical Gemma would have just threatened to murder you or something but instead…”

The shaken weight of his voice breaks across the bed. The image seared into his head—his mother on the bathroom floor—pill bottle emptied to the core—one minute later if he’d stopped by, just to say his last goodbye... she’d have been dead.

Some twisted part of you had always doubted whether Gemma truly meant what she had done, or if she’d calculated just the perfect dosage to make sure she’d stay alive and also get to keep her son. It’s a dark part of you and not something you ever would’ve said. If you had even dared suggest it Jax would surely have seen red.

Although his love for you outgrew his love for his own mom... the queen mother’s apparent suicide attempt had dug his Redwood roots deeper into this godforsaken stretch of earth from which he’d come. Condemned him to his birthright to this California kingdom. There was never any hope for him of getting past the guilt that had him so deeply undone and overcome.

The morning after he had found his mother, both of you sat by her bed as she recovered—you had never seen such fucking tears from Jax. He’d packed his bags. He needed you more than the skin off his own back. He couldn’t picture life without you but in just one flash, his vision for the future fucking crashed, and fell to pieces off the tracks.

Everything after that just cut to black.

“She’s different now. Stronger somehow.” Jax tells you as the crease of anguish deepens in his brow. “Fiercer, after that close brush with the reaper. But in so many ways she’s weaker—worse. I’m pretty sure this time around she’d sooner take your life than hers.”

The words are choked; he means it as a morbid joke, but on some level... it feels serious as hell. A fucking curse.

Last time you spoke, eleven years ago, that morning as the son’s beating heart broke—a time so far-removed the image blurs—you doubt you’d even recognize your voice... you’d made a choice. To stay or go. A choice that ought to have been yours.

This time around it will be yours because you’ll make damn fucking sure.

The break of dawn has come; you know it’s time to drop the fucking bomb.

To tell him what brought you back home.

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hawkland · 3 years

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My (mostly) Destiel Recs, Round-up #6

Well, between working like crazy on my DCBB fic and GISH and injuring my neck last month I haven’t kept up with my rec posts, so this one is going to be LONG and have a LOT and I’m going to try to break it up into sections, from oldies but goodies (some things I found on very old rec lists) to smutty delights to just tasty little bits of fluff, hopefully there’s something or everyone here. Most of these are not super-long, largely in the 10-25k range, though there are a few beyond that. With all the stuff I’ve had going on I haven’t wanted to lose sleep diving into 100k epics (especially when I’m writing my own right now, lol.)

“Oldies” but Goodies: Here are two great fics written some time way back when but that still definitely slap.

Theodicy by manic_intent (11k) - Probably the most brilliant Godstiel fic I’ve read to date. One of Cas’s first acts as the new god is to make a new archangel. Dean isn’t exactly on board with having his soul re-sculpted into wings he hates on sight (especially as they seem magnetically drawn to Cas), but he isn’t exactly given a choice. He, Sam and Bobby struggle with how to handle their former friend suddenly becoming a vindictive deity - trying to make plans to kill him if they must, which is pretty hard when it seems like Cas is always one step ahead of him. Can Dean hold on to enough of his humanity to provide a conscience to Cas and try to steer him toward good acts instead of destruction? This is one that I can’t say has a perfectly happy ending, but it’s a hopeful and imperfect one that’s just right for how the story plays out.

My Eyes Are An Ocean by entanglednow (10k) - Season 5 AU where Dean averts the apocalypse through a spell that “powers up” all the angels and he sees Cas’s true form - before being rendered blind. Dean tries to adjust to his blindness, Cas tries to deal with his guilt, and it’s just a lovely little read with an ending that’s... *chef’s kiss*

Lots more recs below the cut:

More great reads from some of my favorite authors I’ve recced before:

The Cabin on the Lake by DeanRH (21k) - This may be my new favorite DeanRH fic...at least for the moment. The year is 2152, Sam and Dean are long gone to Heaven, while Cas - stuck somewhere between mortal and angel - remains on Earth keeping vigil, keeping up the hunt, assuming he’ll never see either Winchester ever again. But when he starts hearing things, and imagining Dean visiting him as an angel himself, he starts losing grip on what is and isn’t real, and whether he can trust anything he sees or believes to be the truth. This is one hell of a psychological rollercoaster that kept me guessing right along with Cas until the very end. It also has some super-creepy horror elements, a novel “monster of the week”, and the hot-as-sin smut scenes I always expect from this author.

X Marks the Scot by DeanRH (15.9k) A fun little romp through history in one of this author’s great not-quite-au fics. Crowley sends Dean and Sam back in history to the Scottish Highlands to stop a monster, and while there they meet a blue-eyed clan chief who makes Dean weak in the knees. There’s something familiar about him, too. a very clever au that ties back to canon for an unexpected fix-it. Also, Cas in a kilt. Enough said.

The Hanging Gardens of Babylon by DeanRH (12k) - Sweet and slightly angsty AU. What if Dean was a gardener in ancient Babylon when a strange dignitary came to warn that the tower under construction was to be destroyed by angels? Lush, romantic and sexy with some wonderful tie-ins to canon characterizations (of Dean, Sam, John and of course Cas).

sufficient for thee by angelfishofthelord (21k) - This is a beautiful Cas angst-fest and character study that reimagines how angel grace works, particularly in regards to healing others. It covers the whole of Cas’s arc from Season 4 through a post-series fix-it, is absolutely stunning and features some great world-building in regards to the angels. (One important TW: those with cutting/self-harm issues may wish to skip or at least proceed with caution). I love that I can always count on angelfishofthelord when I need a good dose of Cas!whump and pain.

And laugh at gilded butterflies by ireallydidthistomyself (13k) - another great Dadstiel fic from this author featuring one of my favorite angsty subjects! I don’t know how I missed reading this one before. An AU where Cas is raising (baby)Jack on his own until the angels find the two of them and prepare to seal Jack away in the Ma’lak box. Cas begs them to let him go with Jack, so at least Jack won’t be alone for eternity. Meanwhile Dean is frantically trying to find what happened to Cas, and he gets some unexpected help from Crowley. It’s sad and sweet and all the characterizations are great. A+ Crowley use here, too.

what stays (and what fades away) by dothraki_shieldmaiden (64k) - a fabulous read with some great art, too, that started me reading a bunch of fic from this author. Cas goes missing, and when he’s found he seems deep under a spell. When they finally manage to awaken him, he doesn’t remember anything of this life with Dean, Sam and Cas in the bunker. The last thing he knew he was a nurse living with his wonderful husband, Dean, and their two adopted children, Jack and Claire. What I loved about this one was the clever twist as to who was behind Cas’s curse and also how well-developed his AU world/existence was. I’m not generally keen on mundane aus or the one-dimensional way a lot of djinn dream fics tend to go for them, but this one managed to capture a believable version of Dean and Cas living a “normal” life without monsters without making it sugary/too-sweet.

before knowing remembers by dothraki_shieldmaiden (14k) Post 15x04, a wonderful fic that plays with some meta topics in a clever way. Dean and Sam are happy - they have free will and they’ve won against Chuck, even if they suffered some big losses along the way (including Jack). But Dean can’t help but think he’s forgetting something...or rather, someone. Yet every time he thinks he remembers, the name and face of that someone slips from his mind.

weights on my ankles by dothraki_shieldmaiden (9k) Post-15x03 where Cas ends up going back to the Gas ‘n Sip and working with Nora after leaving the bunker. A bitter sweet divorce-arc AU and what I love the most is how it ends - not perfect, not tragic, just very real and believable.

15x18 and Post-canon fix-it fics:

Orbital Velocity Around a Celestial Body by LeverDrift (26k) - An angsty but lovely fix-it fic, one where it gets worse for a while before it gets better. Dean pulls Cas from the Empty, where he’d been living in a fantasy world with a dream!Dean who was giving him everything real!Dean is certain he can’t. Dean has to struggle with wondering if Cas would have been better off with dream!Dean instead of him. This is one that will break your heart before putting it back together again as Dean struggles with his self-worth issues.

so good at crashing in by Wintertree (36k) - Another post-finale fix-it where Cas is back, the world is saved, and things are still...not as easy as it should be for either Dean nor Cas. Monsters are gone, there’s no more hunting to be done, and Cas wants to move out of the bunker somewhere closer to Claire, to move on with a proper human life. Dean thinks he can move there with Cas and stay as “best friends”, even to the extent that Cas encourages him to go out and have sex with others/women. (And wants to hear about it after the fact!) But can Dean figure out what he really wants, and what Cas wants as well? A refreshingly unique take on what a post-series life could have looked like for them.

Delicious smut:

Empty by squirrelofcelestialintent (43k) - Every day this fandom makes me rethink my previous squicks and DNWs in fanfic. Here I find myself enjoying quite a bit more dom/sub elements than I normally ever would! I think because I was absolutely drawn in by the breathtaking first chapter, capturing beautifully the emotions of Cas returning from the Empty in Season 13 if he and Dean had confessed their feelings right then and there. But Dean’s self-worth is all fucked up, he feels there’s no way he can be good enough for Cas, especially when his sexual desires run a little bit...let’s just say outside the vanilla and he’s struggling with shame over doing sex work when he was younger. This was HOT and POOR SAM really gets stuck in the middle of, well, hearing more about his brother’s sex life than he ever needed to.

He's My Mate by Hatsonhamburgers (22k) - This fic manages the delightful combination of humor and extreme hotness perfectly. Dean and Cas catch each other in some questionable masturbation situations. This leads Cas to decide he needs to buy Dean some proper sex toys. He’s just helping his best friend out, right? Sure. As I said, hysterical AND hot as hell.

Generals by nanoochka (9k) - Cas/Dean, Cas/Balthazar/Dean, implied past-Cas/Balthazar. An old LJ fic I found on an ancient rec list that is just scorching hot and a brilliant character study of Cas and Dean. Balthazar decides to invite himself in when he catches Dean and Cas engaging in some frisky business, and it turns into a bit of a power-play between the two soldiers of Heaven. Cas gets DP’ed and it’s all...well. It’s fucking good, read it.

The One With The Preening by HolyFuckingHell (5.5k) Can I do a rec post without including some wing!kink/wing!grooming in it? No, I can’t. (I also really enjoyed some of the other fics in this author’s series including The One With Dean's Horny Movies).

A Single Point of Light by Destina (2.4k) - This is a gorgeous Cas/Dean/Benny Purgatory short! A delicious balance of the two each caring for and caring about Dean in their own, protective ways, definitely a delight for any fans of this threesome.

Short and sweet, fluff to angst:

Snugglebird by almaasi (5.3k) - So, so soft and sweet and snuggly, just like the title. Dean’s things are disappearing from the bunker...and so, suddenly, has Cas. What’s going on? I do love my nesting!Cas fics, so...yeah. If you need a smile this is a good one to read :)

And Cleanse Me From My Sin by thisisapaige (1.6k) - another one for my beloveds who also enjoy wing grooming and sweet Dean-taking-care-of-Cas fluff.

Needle and Thread by Misachan (4k) - Season 5 wing!fic hurt/comfort. Cas’s wings are badly injured, Dean doesn’t quite know what he’s doing, but he’s stitched up Sam and himself enough times. He can do this. If you love caretaker!Dean and vulnerable!Cas don’t overlook this little gem.

Deceptive Preludes by sp8ce (2.7k) - One of those stories that delves into some of the difficulties Cas might have after coming back from the Empty a second time, especially in regards to accepting what’s real or not, understanding Dean, and how both of their communication issues can add to their struggles. Painful but hopeful for the future, felt very believable as I read it.

#my fic recs #destiel recs #my destiel recs #ok that's it for right now #should be plenty to keep y'all busy for a bit

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softlyjiminie · 5 years

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oh kitten! | p.j.m

⇢ pairing(s): park jimin x cat hybrid!reader, mentions of panther hybrid!jeon jungkook x cat hybrid!reader.

⇢ word count: 2.4K

⇢ genre: smut, fluff, hybrid!au.

⇢ summary: no one expected park jimin to come home with a hybrid, let alone a female cat hybrid. innocent as can be, sweeter than sugar, she was the apple of jimin’s eye, but little did they know, how good she could be.

⇢ warning(s): please read! heavy smut, pwp, dom!jiimin, sub!reader, oral sex (female receiving.), fingering, male masturbation, light exhibitionism, master kink, corruption kink, degredation kink, god kink if you squint, mentions of pet play, light choking, spanking, cum play, breeding kink, unprotected sex - please wear protection!

⇢ author’s note(s): happy new year friends! it is i, your favourite jimin luvr back with a very special gift for miss @fantasybangtan, gia hit me with this very wonderful and steamy gift, so in my new years haze I managed to throw this little steamy one-shot together! please enjoy this very smutty fic hehe.

no one expected park jimin to come home with a hybrid, let alone a female cat hybrid. jimin already had plenty of girls wrapped around his finger before her, so why did he need a hybrid? the short answer was that he was lonely, looking for someone to take care of and fill the empty space between work, college and parties. but jimin had seen the look of happiness on yoongi’s face that one time,upon seeing his girlfriend bring in their excitable german shepard hybrid; taehyung (of course with the permission of their boss seokjin, some establishments didn’t allow hybrids on the premises.)

namjoon, his old roommate had moved out after getting his own cat hybrid, jungkook. the panther hybrid had many lazy tendencies, sometimes aggressive and possessive which had ultimately led namjoon to leave. in other words, jungkook was lazy and mean as fuck. however, he did have his adorable moments. then there was, hoseok who frequently volunteered in a shelter for hybrids. it had been him, the jubilant man, who helped jimin to find the right hybrid for his home, but the older male would have never suspected his blue haired ‘bad boy’ friend to go for the most innocent little short hair he’d ever seen.

oh kitty, if hoseok knew how innocent and good she really was.

YN’s back was arched, dark fluffy tail wrapped around her thigh as she held her ass up high for jimin to see. with dark eyes, jimin nudged her thighs apart with his own, just so he could get a view of her pretty, creamy little pussy. her ears were flat with submission too, making heat crawl down his spine. “look at you kitten,” jimin cooed lowly, crescent moon eyes heavy with seduction. “all spread out for me, like a good little girl.”

he hummed in satisfaction, watching her tail twitch and ears flicker to place his movement. YN knew he was right behind her, her modified hybrid DNA meant her keen sense of smell could detect his growing arousal and the denim that prevented it from filling her up. she let out a quiet mix between a whimper and a purr, burying her face into the fresh cotton sheets as she wiggled her hips in an attempt to get jimin’s attention.

hands on her waist stilled the motion, causing YN to glance back over her shoulder to gauge his reaction. jimin smirked, shuffling down the bed with her ass still firmly in grip. the tattooed man yanked at her hips with bruising force, bringing her sopping heat closer to his face once his knees hit the floor. nose just inches away from her swollen nub, jimin’s hot breath fanned over YN’s throbbing core and sent her senses into overdrive. “tell me kitten, what was it that you did so wrong? tell master so he can give you what you need baby.”

his voice dripped with mockery, testing all of her self control. jimin had her trained well, to be a good pet, not only when but if he desired it. he loved to see YN on her knees when he came home from a busy day, mouth open and ready to take his fingers spiralled with tattoos. he loved it. she adored it.

“i t-touched myself,” she mewled after jimin pressed his plush lips against her core in a sloppy kiss. he hummed, as if asking her to continue, causing her fingers to grip the sheets. “because the heat, m-my heat was too much!”

the tattooed man licked a stripe along the length of her dripping cunt, the overflow of her arousal sweet on his tongue. jimin was addicted, senses overflowing with all of her. “what else sweetheart? elaborate for me.”

“’called taehyungie ‘n hoseok t-to help with my heat-, oh my god!” she squealed when jimin’s skilled tongue slipped past her entrance, feasting on the heavenly nectar that gathered there. YN was sinful, without even trying, her innocence turning the man on beyond compare. corrupting her, tainting his little angel. jimin moaned into her core, loving how she desperately cried out his name. letting a inked hand run through his teal tinted locks, jimin lifted himself off of his knees and begun to sooth her whimpers, smoothing over the curve of her ass. “they said- oh my - they said no so i called kookoo to he-help! jimin!”

the tattooed man growled into her cunt, possessively at the other hybrid’s name. memories only driving him to push his tongue into her pulsing hole, he smirked against her, drawing patterns on her desperate cunt as she cried out. before adopting YN, jimin knew next to nothing about owning and taking care of a hybrid, let alone about their reproductive cycles. so when his kitten fell into her first heat with him, jimin panicked and immediately took to calling namjoon for advice.

jimin remembered his face being bright with a red when his little, sweet, innocent kitty begged him to fill her up with his cum. because, sure, park jimin had been with girls before but this was YN and YN was his precious little baby. jimin had never seen her in such a state before, tears pooling in her beautiful, doe eyes like she was in pain. desperately needing something, someone to take the edge off.

namjoon offered up jungkook to help take care of jimin’s darling kitten and of course, he was sceptical. jungkook wasn’t gentle, he couldn’t take care of a little thing like YN.

but oh how jimin was wrong.

never in his life, in his time with YN had he heard her scream such filthy words, begging for jungkook to stuff her full of his load and breed her till his heart content. of course the panther obliged, groaning and barking orders into YN’s ear as their skin slapped against each other.

and so it became a regular occurrence from then on, jimin making a home on the living room couch as jungkook took her round after round after round. YN’s moans like a sweet melody filling the void of the apartment, causing jimin’s cock to harden in his sweatpants. he should have felt bad, bad for touching himself to orgasm whilst listening to YN being pounded away. it wasn’t until recently, when jimin had confessed his feelings (and jealousy), that he started helping her through the heats. making his name, jimin , the name that she chanted like a mantra.

“minnie, it hurts,” YN gasped, a slur in her words after he’d neglected her cunt for too long. with a teasing smile, jimin withdrew his face from her heat, replacing his tongue with a finger, slowly pumping it knuckle deep within her red hot walls. jimin grinned cockily in delight, feeling her walls take him in like a glove, pushing her (or rather his) sweater over her ass and up to her chest.

kissing a trail up her back, jimin smiled against the expanse of her skin, reaching her neck and biting down just hard enough to form a love bite. he wanted YN’s skin to shine with his work, painting blue and purple hues across her skin like the night sky. “i know angel,” he murmured softly, millimetres away from her sensitive cat ears. “i’ll take care of you baby, i’ll fill you up so good, fuck you raw and then feed your tight little pussy my cum, would you like that kitten?” jimin’s voice was raspy in her ear, making YN’s chest heave at the thought of jimin inside her spasming walls. a fresh set of tears watered in the cat hybrid’s eyes as jimin’s finger curled, bringing her closer to the edge. stars formed behind cat-like irises as she teetered over the brink of orgasm, the knot in her stomach desperate to uncoil.

but just as quickly as it came, it stopped. “or would you rather kookoo?”

jimin’s whisper was hot against her kitty ears, causing them to twitch as she almost sobbed into the pillow with a shake of her head, moaning out for something, anything. “what about him, kitten? would you prefer if he fucked you like this? tossed you around and filled you up with his seed? hmm?“ jimin spoke harshly, landing a spank to YN’s ass. “i bet you would, all you can think about is being filled with cock and cum, bet you’d take anyone in that filthy cunt of yours.”

“no, no, no!” YN cried, grinding her ass back into jimin’s jeans, leaving a wet patch at his crotch once she realised he had moved there. “i-i want you, i want you minnie please! don’t want him, don’t want koo, only you...”

the blue haired boy smirked lightly and sat back on his knees, slowly manoeuvring to unbuckle his belt. the clink of metal clanking on metal made the kitty moan in wonton as her ears swivelled at the sound. “say it again.” Jimin commanded, stripping off the rest of his clothes, the scent of his arousal filling his kitten’s nose. “beg for master, darling.”

“please, please i need you, m-master please- ” she didn’t need to say much before he was swiping the swollen, burning red head of his cock along her soaked slit. jimin shuddered above her, easing his thick cock between her folds as he encased the kitten between his arms. his bare chest moulded perfectly with the slope of her back, her ass resting comfortably at his hip. “hmmm minnie...”

in return, jimin gave an experimental thrust of his hips, whimpering into YN’s hair when she clenched around him. “fuck kitten, alway s’fuckin tight for me.” he moaned, thrusting in again, just to hear her little mewl’s of pleasure. the head of jimin’s cock caught on her wet walls, dragging against them as he repeatedly pushed in and out of her hole, abusing the sensitive area by rolling his hips into her constantly.

jimin lifted himself from her back, hands settling on her hips as he pulled her as back onto his cock, watching her cheeks jiggle with every movement. YN’s face was pressed deep into the pillows as she cried out his name, grinding back onto him like her life depended on it. “m-minnie please...”

“please what kitten?” jimin panted, kissing up her spine again but never slowing the pace of his hips. “what is it that you want, hm? is my cock not enough for you?, greedy girl. want me to go faster? harder?”

the blue haired male punctuated his words with swirls of his hips, his bright red tip prodding at her g-spot, eliciting a series of purrs from her kitten lips. he ravished the back of her neck once more, pausing his movements to let her roll back onto him feverishly, her cunt clenching right around him as her orgasm drew near. “h-h minnie, oh!” her purrs grew louder, moans reduced to mumbling his name and sighing once the weight of his body was on top of her again.

jimin’s thrusts became erratic, the force behind them more powerful. YN squeezed around his cock, purring for him and sending the vibrations going straight to his dick. “you gonna cum kitten?” he groaned into her hair, caging her in underneath him as he focused on thrusting deep. thick fingers fumbled to flick at her swollen clit with one hand, the other pressed lightly on her neck, forcing his thumb into her hot, wet mouth. “gonna make a mess of my cock?”

“yes! ’m so close,” she slurred, biting into the fabric of the pillow to control herself.

jimin nipped at her ear. “cum for me baby.” he growled, squeezing his eyes shut when she contracted around him one final time, arching her back to rut against him. jimin helped YN ride out her high as she milked his length for all he had, the tightness of her heat becoming too much for him. “where do you want me?”

“c-cum inside me, fill me with your kittens. breed me.” she purred, breathless as she swivelled her hips over his cock, the man above her practically sobbed as he gave a final two thrusts, filling his baby up with his thick hot seed.

jimin felt his arms give out as he collapsed to the side, not daring to crush his precious angel with his body wait. closing his whiskey eyes, jimin stilled to let his breathing calm, only cracking an eye open when YN moved over to give his inked arm appreciative kitten licks. “good? you’re okay, right princess?” he hummed in concern.

“mhm! thank you jiminie, i think it’s settled for now. could i have some water please?” YN smiles shyly, the dimples in her cheeks returning. jimin chuckled, the switch of her personality reminding him of how innocent she could be and if he wasn’t so tired he knew his cock would have stirred again. with a shake of his blue hair out of his eyes, jimin nodded and sat up, leaning over to grab a bottle of water from the emergency supply under the bed. “thank you!”

after the first few heats that he’d helped YN with, jimin quickly realised that both she and he would need replenishments if YN were to stay healthy and he were to keep up his stamina to satisfy her. it was a good thing that he could never get enough of her. the inked man watched with tired eyes as YN gulped down the water, trickles falling down the corner of her mouth and dripping onto her bare chest as she swallowed it down easily.

wonder what else she could swallow like that, jimin thought. a small cough caused him to shift is gaze from his hybrid’s chest and up to her, innocent eyes. “you’re staring, minnie.” YN whined, with a pout on her lips.

“you’re beautiful, is staring a crime?” he countered, moving to press a kiss where the water lay and followed to trail back up to the corner of her mouth. YN shifted on her knees, gasping quietly at the soft touch. jimin grinned widely against her supple cheek, biting it softly as he sensed another hot rush flooding through her. YN was so responsive to him, and only him.

it was a privilege that he loved.

“no, but if i didn’t know any better, i would think you were the hybrid in heat...” she gasped, eyes rolling back as jimin moved his hands to cup her breasts.

“whaddya say baby, another round?”

“please, master.” she nodded, already moving to straddle jimin’s lap, ready for another round in the sheets.

oh, what a good kitten she was.

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jaskierswolf · 4 years

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The wonderful @stinastar asked for a continuation of this fic. So I present to you 1k of smutty Pirate!Lamben. Both fics can be read separately.

Thanks to @bounce-a-coin-off-your-witcher for lending me the AU again, and to @thecomfortofoldstorries for helping me polish it!

CW: Smutty pirates! 18+, blowjobs, lingerie... it’s undercut from the get go!

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Lambert groaned as Aiden rocked against him. It had been too long since their last encounter. The other pirate was normally better at luring his captain to docks where the Kaer Morhen could be found, but it wasn’t easy. Having two pirate ships in one area could be risky. The captains were supposed to keep to their own territories and the White Wolf was not a captain to be crossed. He was feared for a reason.

But to the gods, Lambert had missed this. Aiden was quite possibly the best man he’d ever met, and an incredible shag. A part of Lambert wondered whether his kitten was part succubus. He remembered their first meeting fondly, Aiden had almost cut Lambert’s throat during a bar fight, the two pirate ships being notorious rivals, but instead his eyes had flicked down to Lambert’s lips and the next thing he knew they were shagging in the pantry.

It had become something of a routine.

Luckily Geralt was a more forgiving captain since Jaskier had been around; at least when it came to his crew.

Aiden’s teeth sank into his neck and he groaned, hips thrusting up against his lover. His head fell back against the floor as he writhed under Aiden’s attentions. Aiden nipped and sucked at his neck as he rolled his hips, rubbing against Lambert’s hard cock. Their clothes were lying in tatters around them save for Lambert’s small clothes and the lacy black lingerie that barely covered Aiden’s body. Lambert stroked down Aiden’s spine until he found the fastening to the bra. Aiden chuckled breathlessly and swatted Lambert’s hands away.

“Leave it on,” he purred “and don’t you dare ruin it.”

Lambert felt like all the oxygen had punched from his lungs, he nodded through the haze of arousal and carried on trailing his fingers down Aiden’s spine, absolutely entranced by the picture above him. Aiden’s long hair fell in luscious waves down past his shoulders and he was letting out the most sinful breathy moans with every tantalising roll of his hips. Lambert could see the way his cock strained against the delicate lace of his panties.

He groaned, a succubus. It had to be. He hooked his legs around Aiden’s back and flipped them over with a huff so he was pinning the pirate to the floor.

Aiden glowered at him, but the effect was ruined by the flush on his cheeks, the dark eyes betraying his arousal. “I was enjoying…. hmmph.”

Lambert silenced him with a kiss, before leaving a trail of kisses down the other pirate’s torso, mouthing at his nipples through the lacing fabric, until he was nosing at Aiden’s panties.

“You look so fucking gorgeous, kitten,” he hummed before biting at the fabric and pulling it down the firm muscular thighs. Aiden sighed and lifted his arse so Lambert was able to pull the garment from his body. Once it was out the way he glanced up at his lover and winked.

The bed was merely feet away but it was too far, they were too desperate, the heat between them burning like a brazier.

“So fucking gorgeous,” he repeated.

“Just get on with it, wolf,” Aiden snapped.

Lambert chuckled, kissing the soft skin of Aiden’s inner thigh. There was a long jagged scar on his right thigh, a reminder of the dangers of their chosen profession and a reminder of how precious every second was. He traced the line of the scar with his finger before nosing at Aiden’s erection.

He glanced up at the other pirate, raising in eyebrow in a silent question.

“Sweetheart, please.”

He smirked and licked a stripe up Aiden’s length before taking the tip into his mouth, teasing at the slit with his tongue. He was rewarded by the low desperate moan that escaped Aiden’s lips.

“Fuck, Lamb…”

Encouraged he dipped his head, slowly taking more of Aiden’s cock into his mouth, the haze in his head thickening as he settled into the familiar rhythm, the heavy weight of Aiden’s cock on his tongue. He hummed as he felt bitter taste of precome, accompanied by the whines and moans of Aiden above him. His fingers pressed into Aiden’s thighs, grunting as he took Aiden deeper, hitting the back of his throat, moaning as the pirate’s finger tugged harshly at his hair. He locked eyes with Aiden, holding his gaze steadily as he dipped his head, swallowing in anticipation.

“Fuck,” Aiden groaned, breaking eye contact as his head rolled back. His hips thrust up and Lambert almost choked on his cock but he kept going, relentless until Aiden’s fingers dug into his scalp and he cried out in pure ecstasy, looking like a fucking god as he fell apart.

Succubus.

He groaned as Aiden came down his throat. He managed to swallow most of it but he could feel a dribble down his chin as he pulled off Aiden’s cock. He smirked as he wiped his mouth, Aiden looked absolutely wrecked on the floor on the tavern. His kitten may have won their little sword fight but Lambert had won this battle. He pulled his dazed lover into a kiss.

“Hmm,” Aiden sighed, almost purring “Was that my prize?” he murmured against Lambert’s lips.

Lambert chuckled, his own erection forgotten. He was just happy to see his lover so blissfully satisfied, and he knew Aiden would return the favour once he came back to his senses. He scooped the pirate up into his arms and carried him to the bed, once he was settled on the mattress Lambert entertained himself by sucking marks into Aiden’s neck, just below the collar line.

They were rivals after all, and Aiden’s captain wasn’t quite as forgiving as the White Wolf and his wife.

He only stopped when Aiden’s fingers pulled at his hair. The pirate looked like a mess, a fucking sexy mess, dark hair fanned out beneath him, sticking to his cheek, the straps of his bra falling off his shoulder. His other hand gripped Lambert’s erection and a curse fell from his lips like a prayer.

“Let’s see what I can do about that shall we?” Aiden purred breathlessly.

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#the witcher #Lambden #laiden #lambert/aiden #pirate au #wolfie's witcher writing #mind the rating!

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biffhofosho · 3 years

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2022 Publishing Plans

Well, Christmas break did not go at all how I planned. I thought I’d have time enough to myself to do the final edit on the next chapter of STS… >.>

Tomorrow or Tuesday for sure though, friends!

Instead, I’ll take a quick moment to outline my 2022 publishing plans. Got a handful of oneshots to share this year and some momentous ends on the horizon (spoiler alert: it’s a smutty new year). So let’s dish!

Chapter Fics:

Succumbing to Sybaris – Last several chapters will be published over the next few weeks.

Idol Thieves – Should be published in chapter installments shortly thereafter and finished this year.

Oneshots (only talking for-sure, in-progress fics here, not ideas just swirling in my brain meats):

Don’t Keep the Devil Waiting – Hoseok knows he shouldn’t answer that door. He knows who’s on the other side, and he knows exactly what she wants. Her price is always steep—another piece of his soul—but giving in is the sweetest sin.

One Small Step – For Kat, high school life in rural West Virginia couldn’t be simpler—or more predictable—but that all changes with the arrival of the exotic and charismatic Kihyun. Becoming his friend was easy; keeping her feelings in check around someone so far out of her league is a lot more difficult.

Kyōka Suigetsu (Neo Seoul Installment 3) – With more than just their lives on the line, Minhyuk has good reason to be suspicious of the handsome bait his best friend has just dragged into their high stakes rescue mission, but it turns out it’s not the mission he’s really worried about…

Fill Her Up, My Fine Friend – Freya has the worst job in the world. What else would she call it when she has to study Chae Hyungwon’s mouth over and over again without any chance of kissing it?

The Jewel of Karur – As a jeweler, Hyungwon knows an exceptional gem when he finds one. He just never expected her to walk into his store with her fiancé in tow. If only he could find her a better setting, one that could really make her shine...

The Venus of Manhattan – For as long as she remembers, Jenny has been obsessed with art, even though she’s a lousy painter, but that doesn’t matter to fellow art major Changkyun. He thinks she might just have a future as his next subject.

Hope to see you at all my unveils! Happy New Year, friends!

#oneshot #novel #Multichapter #update schedule #Monsta X #monsta x smut #upcoming fic

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sleepymccoy · 4 years

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sleepy’s fic masterlist

Doing this cos I wanted to! And I can’t find the short things I’ve written on tumblr half the time, so i wanted a place to go to find them. I’ll edit this whenever I post something new and give it a quick reblog when I do <3

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Inventions and Ice-cream

A chererful conversation between Crowley and Aziraphale about their favourite invention humans have come up with. Also read for hand holding, ice-cream, and macking out against the Bentley door. Goes hard on the hand holding stuff

1600-ish words

What kind of lover are you?

Filled a prompt, wing grooming by South Downs. It turned into something very soft, very loving, with some acknowledgement of the aftereffects of trauma and constant threat and the anxiety that would be on you from that. Also, some nice massaging and snark from the main two. I feel like I’m getting a hug when I read this, thb

1200-ish words

Chamomille

Aziraphale notices Crowley getting tired and swings into action with a prepared bedtime routine. Crowley is not consulted. Very short and sweet

350-ish words

Monsieur and Difficult Topics

Crowley and Aziraphale are having a meal together after the apocalypse. Crowley says they're not friends and a very challenging conversation follows as Aziraphale tries to correct this. This is a pre romance thing, so they finish having had a worthwhile conversation, not leaping into dating

2000-ish words

Burnt Coffee and Crosswords

Crowley stumbles out of bed and finds that Aziraphale has, yet again, snuck into his flat while he was asleep. Fluff and fondness ensue

1000-ish words

Absolutely Adorably Nauseating

Outsider POV of Aziraphale and Crowley having very dramatic public fights. Three different stories. Mainly meant to be funny, but has some nice fluff in it

2000-ish words

How can someone as clever as you be so handsome?

Aziraphale remembers Crowley calling him clever in an angry moment and fondly teases him for it. Very fluffy.

1000-ish words

Gifts

Through the years Crowley has been giving Aziraphale gifts that are, overwhelmingly, in poor taste. Fluffy and silly, has pictures

2000-ish words

An Unpleasant Suprise

A butteromens effort. The similar fics were Aziraphale saving Crowley from Gabriel, I wanted to do a twist that had Crowley more engaged in the fight. Turns into an awful lot of flirting and the like at the end, it’s a fun read. Quick warning for a brief decrip of gore from being burnt, but I move on pretty fast

3500-ish words

A New Eden

Filled a prompt; “I’m going to need you to put some underwear on before you say anything else.” It’s not sexy, but by the virtue of the prompt there is dick. Mostly speechless Crowley, though.

1200-ish words

Entirely Unapologetic

Filled a prompt; “so why did I have to punch that guy?” Features protective Crowley and blustering Aziraphale

500-ish words

Be Unashamed With Me

Crowley’s waiting for Aziraphale to leave a church and as he waits he gets a bit sad about his demon-hood and remembers how hopeless he was before he and Aziraphale got together. When Aziraphale joins him a lot of fluff and compliments follow to cheer Crowley up. Which works. Gets a bit flirty.

1500-ish words

Climb Every Mountain

In the biblical narrative, God tells Abraham to sacrifice his son, Isaac, on Moriah. Abraham begins to comply, when a messenger from God interrupts him. Abraham then sees a ram and sacrifices it instead. In the me narrative, Crowley does a favour for Aziraphale then swiftly changes his mind and doesn’t let the kid be killed.

1200-ish words

How Many Ways Can I Say...

A very short form fic, more a casual tumblr post, but it has some cute descriptions of different ways Aziraphale can sat I love you to Crowley

500-ish words

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If You Like

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a take on the few days between apocalypse and the body switch, cos Aziraphale goes from surprised at Crowley offering to let him crash at his apartment, to swapping bodies and letting Crowley risk himself. So it’s following Aziraphale’s trauma and consideration. Lots of bed sharing and a very fluffy body-positivity ending with Aziraphale’s golden stretch marks.

10,000-ish words

Nothing’s Changed

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A week into July and Crowley has finished sleeping in. He gives Aziraphale a ring and receives a very frosty reception. Although Aziraphale insists nothing has changed, Crowley suspects otherwise. Fic includes Aziraphale pinching Crowley to prove he’s not dreaming

2000-ish words

Slipped My Mind

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Crowley and Aziraphale are so used to not being in a relationship that its quite easy to slip into old habits and forget that they’re allowed to touch now. A bit of angst, but mostly fluffy as they get used to this new normal.

6000-ish words

Requisite Lockdown Fic

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This was actually a tumblr short fic I wrote, but it got crazy out of hand and the format is much easier on ao3 so I’m linking it here. Told entirely through phone calls in the same format as the lockdown youtube special. Crowley is setting boundaries for the first time and Aziraphale is struggling to adjust to these new rules. But it goes well

4000-ish words

To Seduce, Beguile, and Entice

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Crowley isn’t any good at seduction temptations. This comes up one night and Aziraphale is concerned because he’s seduced in Crowley’s name before. All part of the Arrangement. So, of course, the only solution is for Aziraphale to teach Crowley how to seduce. It gets out of hand quickly. The last chapter is post apocalypse and Crowley tries his hand at seducing Aziraphale in a very intentionally referential way, as a kind of method to express that he’s actually interested in a relationship.

10,000-ish words

Still Waking Up

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Follows the pair for about two years after the apocalypse as Crowley is behaving oddly and Aziraphale is figuring everything out. This is your trauma recovery fic! Crowley has nightmares and a fear of fire and some abandonment. Aziraphale is lonely and feels deeply incompetent and lost, as well as having not fully resolved some of his issues with Heaven. They learn how to be on their own side together rather than keeping it all separate and protective. Also, bed sharing.

30,000-ish words

Not Quite Human

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Omnipotent POV (but not god) that sorta swaps between them. It’s just a simple 18 hours or so in the shop on afternoon as they’ve begun to get more physically affectionate. This is a decent mutual pining fic. I tried to lean into the real not-human stuff they’ve both got going on. It’s your classic admission of love fic with plenty of panicking Crowley. Features some smut with a sex-positive, asexual Aziraphale and a sex-neutral, demisexual Crowley.

10,000-ish words

the kind of thing one says easily

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This is my silly take on an au. Everything is exactly the same but they actually communicate honestly occasionally. Wild, I know. We follow Crowley and Aziraphale through moments of time in their history (some canon friendly, like follow ons from scenes in the tv show, some made up) as Crowley quite simply tells Aziraphale that he loves him. And Aziraphale gets used to it and learns to be honest in return. Things really come to a head as the apocalypse approaches. The last chapter is a sex scene, but it’s very very loving rather than smutty.

15,000-ish words

Soft.

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This is a very fluffy fic. Crowley tells Aziraphale he has a nice body and it dredges up Aziraphale’s residual concerns over what Gabriel said and in the panic-fueled conversation that follows as Crowley tries to right his wrong they slowly step in sync into discussing their feelings and wants. This fic is the big three, communication, consent, and soft. (gets a bit sexy too, but it’s pretty tame)

10,000-ish words

Is It Worth It Yet

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Around abouts the 1000AD mark, in what would become Turkey a few hundred years later, Crowley sat down, took a breath, and told Aziraphale how he feels in a total trainwreck of a conversation. Chapter 1, that conversation. Of course, Aziraphale would then expect Crowley to bring it all up again after the apocalypse, and when he doesn't he decides to take matters into his own hands and broach the topic himself. It doesn't go as well as he'd hoped. Good ending tho, don't worry guys. If you need an overload of angst then a big old hug to pull you up again, this is a good one.

10,000-ish words

Summoned

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Post apocalypse, timeline unspecified. Heaven and Hell refangle the way humans summonings work so it only applies to Aziraphale and Crowley. This means Crowley finds himself summoned an awful lot more than usual. We see their relationship readjust after the apocalypse in snippets of moments as Crowley’s been summoned. It’s mostly fairly light hearted, but there’s a couple chapters of pretty good angst and one very sexy chapter at the end! Just straight up smut, of the light d/s variety

13,000-ish words

Try Some Pride On For A Day

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Shortly after the apocalypse, Aziraphale set a challenge down. Sin vs virtue. Each chapter shows an attempt from Crowley to get Aziraphale to succumb to sin, and Aziraphale tricking Crowley into performing a virtue. Some attempts are easier than others, some are impossible. They learn a lot about each other and slip into some unexpectedly honest moments. This one gets sexy but not out of hand. Aziraphale is pretty explicitly asexual.

20,000-ish words

Needed a break, gone to France x

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A few weeks after the apocalypse and Crowley goes to visit Aziraphale to find a note taped to his door. Panic, anxiety, and general sadness over being so broken up with ensue. This is a miscommunication fic with a writing style that leans toward humour rather than angst and has a nice fluffy ending with good asexual overtones

9000-ish words

Heresy

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Set 3000 years after the apocalypse. Crowley and Aziraphale live together and are romantic. They have been left not entirely alone by their old colleagues, but they are unthreatened so it’s all okay. Until one day Beelzebub and Gabriel drop by to visit in the most surprising way. This fic is my first and was written before the discussion of Beelzebubs pronouns kicked off, so I used the actresses pronouns (she/her) instead of they/them which I’ve used since when referring to Beelzebub

2500-ish words

#sleepy writes #good omens fic #good omens fic rec #ineffable husbands #i enjoyed going over some old fics!#imma read summoned tonight i like that one a lot #and maybe is it worth it #that still upsets me #altho i have an angsty wip im theoretically working on #so maybe ill dive into that #we'll see #edit #ive added links to tumblr posts #i cant believe i found them all #that was some trawling through old posts

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