#shit wrting

[penelopesbaby]

2 person house party

Being disgusting at karaoke with Elias

It was one of those things that you're not really sure how it happened. At first Elias just recommended that they put on music while cleaning the safe house, which then quickly turned into a single along.

At some point it switched to full karaoke, and after ditching the brooms and the dusters for remote controls and wooden spoons, barista and Elias both found themselves belting every song that popped up on the TV. Every voice crack was ignored, every wrong pitch was left unnoticed. The two could hardly hear each other over the sound of their own screaming.

After a while and after the screaming died down, the two of them looked around to see the living room a complete utter mess again. And you would think the whole point of putting on music to clean would be to help you focus, right? Instead, all of the singing turned into dancing performances and jumping on the couch, causing ANOTHER big mess that Elias and barista needed to clean.

"Wasn't the purpose of the music to help us get this done faster..?" Elias questions while picking back up the discarded broom off the floor.

Barista picks up their wash cloth before responding, "Uhm.. Maybe? I feel like we kinda just made a bigger mess..."

"Well..." He starts, "Since there's still a mess, and since we both know I killed it at karaoke, maybe we should just wait to clean up the mess after a round of karaoke battle?"

Barista stops and looks up at him, a smug look coating his face while he crosses him arms.

"You want to battle me at karaoke? Do you know how hard this is gonna hit your ego?" The smug look Elias wore now displayed on barista face, as they discarded the wash cloth to the floor and moved back over to the TV.

"Oh, trust me. You couldn't bruise my ego if you tried." He smirks.

It seems he was wrong though, because the thousand more points barista gained from singing song after song was, at the least, humbling.

"There's no way.." Elias whines looking at the scoreboard after the last song, and obviously, barista had won by a long shot.

"See I told you! I knew you were gonna sulk in your loss, you crybaby!" They laugh out. "Ughhh yeah yeah get your laughs in, but later when I load up the play station you're not gonna be laughing."

"Well maybe I’m laughing because after that attempt at a high note somehow you lost points."

"The game is rigged!" He throws his hands up before covering his laugh. "Are you sure it's rigged or are you just really bad at?" "It's rigged."

"Yeah okay, sure." Barista jokes before looking around at the new now bigger mess in the living room.

"So... should we clean this now orr..." They ask.

"Yeah.. Yeah we should.." Elias answers while picking up his discarded broom.

"Try not to trip over the coffee table this time." Barista responds, walking back over to where they were cleaning before.

"That was your fault! You were distracting me!" "Whatever your'e such a liar!"

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me when I don't know how to end a fic

ik it was rly short I'm like just getting back into writinggg...sigh....

[f0rgetf0rgetting]

shoujo rei gakukai au i (somehow) never posted here????????? im sprry women i will lit myself on fire as a public apology

throws the link at you

[dootznbootz]

I'm always fucking MESSINg with my ideas and my writing >:(

"It's nearly done! Wait, no, no it's not. MAybe now? No. Definitely not. I wanna add this. That'll probably add 2 more pages but you need to do it. WHat about now? Mads are you insane?! To send this disaster out into the wild?! It's nowhere near ready. Oh, it's done....I'll post it. WAIT FUCK-"

[split-regardless]

okay so this is a nice outlet ;3

bpd free write moment!!!!

🪡🧵🪡🧵🪡🧵🪡🧵🪡

ribbed skin

I feel like my flesh is patch-worked,

Held together by strands of some sort of consciousness trying to sew together some sort of personality.

the looseness & the hastiness of these stitches leave every limb hanging on, miraculously

I fly through life, blindly & enjoy the recklessness. While i was falling I needed to tell myself that I was going to get out of this, somehow.

I didn’t know how, but I knew where I wanted to be

i put on a face, and said somehow

🪡🧵🪡

I lied to everyone

The flesh may be stitched but inside is a stew

this mind lies to me about reality, teeter tottering between and through all emotions

It was a whirlwind

my stomach continuously falling out during the periods of starvation

I tore my heart out and threw it at a brick wall, hoping it stuck to someone ,,,, like a noodle

I became frantic, i was running out of time. sewing together every popping thread, unable to see or notice what’s next

I am actively losing time endlessly and the threads are growing brittle.

i am growing brittle.

🧵🪡🧵🪡 🧵

finding this out in a 15 page psych report was paralyzing and I was in a constant state of panic. I couldn’t sew the pieces together because they didn’t go together.

what do you even make of a 3D flesh puzzle that doesn’t have instructions? or any sort of picture on what it could be or should be or will be

I am so afraid of doing it wrong, but I’m afraid it’s too late

Time goes by and i am completely immersed in my vices

with a blank slate and mental illness soup, nothing tasted better than learning what love was through the sirens

I was ravished by them, as written in stone despite being aware of the prophecy.

I felt some sort of catharsis seeing my blood spill, I mean, I deserved it. I remember this kind of sharpness and the familiarity almost makes it feel nice.

the red O+ river rushes faster due to guilt, shame and mania. It felt good to laugh about it.

🪡

the predictability is boring at this point and I am so tired of falling.

trust me, I know that it is me

the over explanations, communication barriers & misguided passion has left my circles exhausted

it’s ripping them too.

I need to do something about it.

🛎️🛎️🛎️

the thing about thread maintenance on a doll like me is that the only way forward is doing everything I can to maintain balance between the pieces.

it doesn’t take long before some latch together like second nature & the flesh puzzle develops line work

🧩🧩✏️🧩🧩

I have to face these stitches everyday to keep it together - I owe it to those throughout time who’s believed in me. Given me a hand. Pushed me up.

the grip is easier but the heat persists, for them

on my best days, I can only feel the scars of my stitches. molded by the heat of disappointment, passion and unconditional love, my skin is thicker and I was somewhat weld together, only for myself

it almost feels painless to run my fingers across the scars

It will never go away, but on my best days

the threads of nurtured connections tie me to the earth

&

I can look in the mirror and know that somehow wholeness is near

after thoughts idk

uhhh I just wrote this on my couch while I let the brain worms have free reign on my notes app.

idk if it’s good, i’ll reevaluate during a time outside of the witching hours.

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my hair is getting longer & I don’t feel the need to cut it anymore.

it’s nice to feel capable

[jewishcissiekj]

You guys don't think enough about Asajj returning to Rattatak to try and fix things and encountering and taking in a little girl who she eventually sends off Rattatak because she can't let her have the same fate as her but that makes sense because I just made that concept up

[faceless-crowd]

fuck it, I'm returning to cringe. Imma write teen dystopia full of edge and angst. it wont matter if i finish it or not i just wanna write it, fuck cringe culture and putting yourself into weird specific boxes. I'm finally free

[mendingandtranscending]

To My Last "Love"

I know I still need to heal. It's not that I miss you, it's that you've moved on already... and I haven't.

I've moved on from you and the relationship. I haven't moved on with a new and better person. I know it's selfish and I sound like a brat... but I feel like I deserved to find my person first and it was YOU who was supposed to feel this way. YOU were supposed to regret ever leaving me. YOU should be triggered every day.

Every day that gets more and more lonely, for me.

Why did I bear the weight of the relationship as well as the weight of the break up? Why did you say you cared for me but had nothing to show for it, in the end?

You let your new girl speak on my appearance, my character. What hurts the most is that I know that these aren't her words, they're yours.

Didn't you hate me enough while we were together? You saw me hurting every day. Crying because of what you said. While you kept doing you.

Now, new girl gets the side of you I begged and begged you for. Cried, sweat, threw up for. I could never be the one for you and I wanted you to be one the one so badly. I prayed for you to be the one.

I want to accept that you were bound to find "the one" eventually. I want to be happy for you. I want to be happy for me.

I need to accept that this is the rhythm

Closure, from you, will never be

But I don't need closure from him

I need it from me

The me that was with him. The me that wanted him to be things that he could never be for me. It's time to let her go. The new me wants more than average. The new me deserves the stars, the universe.

I wanted better for the version of me that you knew.

I forgive you anyway.

[amunyan]

Love me, not him (4/7)

It took me a while to figure out a proper fight choreography… and this for like 4 different scenarios with similar outcames.😅🤯Boy... this was a lot of work, but a also fun, to think - in this case - of magic types and how the fight envolves around them...

Half way throw I cut my first scratch because I thought it was too brutal... 😬🫥 Now I think/ hope it is fine and similar to ordinary Shonen-fights, little mixed with D&D.

I hope you enjoy.🤗

Before you could make a move or even an excuse, the three half-breads had surrounded you. A small group of two men and one woman. You felt the blood running down your face and the pain you tried to wipe away with the back of your hand.

„So much for just a bad feeling...“, you thought as you saw the blood. As you looked up, you saw the wind-mage coming towards you.

The young man, who had attacked you, asked quietly what you were doing there. But you could clearly hear the trembling of his voice. The anger he was trying to suppress: „Why do the Magic-Knights always have to stick their noses into other peoples business?“

"This is our hideout. Our base... Hardly anyone gets lost here... Especially not someone like you..." the girl continued.

"Funny," you muttered to yourself. "I could say the same..."

You made another attempt to walk past them, telling them again that you had seen nothing, when another attack hit you.

 

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What are you going to do?

* A - try to escape   --> 4A

* B - fight back         --> 4B

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4A:

"Oh dear... Shit! I may have walked into something very bad," you began to realise. I have to get out of here as soon as possible! I don't have the time or the nerves for this shit".

You were about to run away as you felt something on your feet.

"A liana? What?" Before you understood what was happening, the plant had curled up against you, as if the sudden fear had taken away any possibility of escape.

"How disrespectful. You stay right here." Looking at you disdainfully, the wind mage had approached you. "Again; tell us what you are doing here!"

You still had no idea what was going on. You were just on your way home and also had no interest in their business. So again, you claimed your innocence: „I don't know what you did. Neither would I care. I just wanted to go home and-" The tendrils tightened up. Your air was cut off. It hurt terribly.

„Yeah“, laughter left his mouth.  "Tell your lies to someone else. If you can after we thought you some manners. "

You saw his evil smile and knew he meant it. You had to do something. Right now! But: "I... I can't. I can't concentrate on my magic." You did your best, but nothing happened. Neither an attack spell nor your armour. You were too scared and wounded in this disadvantaged battle, you are trapped in. As the vines tightened again, you noticed a strange smell in the air. Flowers have bloomed all over your chains. They were beautiful, looking like large orchids with a much longer pistil that emitted that strong and sweet scent. It only took a few moments for the scent to make you dizzy.

„Damn it. I can no longer keep my eyes open. I am getting tired. I can't do nothing more. Those three really went that far? Why?" You looked around and couldn't even tell which of the other two was responsible for which spell. But that wouldn't change anything. The feeling in your body slowly fades. "When I fall asleep, that's it. It is over." Your eyes fell closed. Mentally you were already done with your life, as you heard her voice.

 „Calidus Brachium!“

You felt the heat of Mereoleonas mana and her attack. Felt how the tendrils burned down to ashes. But most of all, you felt safe. With just one attack, she was able to save you and knock out all three of them. You looked up at her with relief. But the moment she turned around, her face still contorted in fury, you knew you had a much bigger problem now.

„What do you think you are doing, (Y/N)?!? “ She shouted at you as she approached you to grab your head with her flame paw. „Are you kidding me? What kind of useless wimp are you? Being not able to fight those brats? Even worse! You almost died! You are lucky that I have already been looking for you and know where to find you. I know your magic is not made for attacking. But this?!? I know you better! I know you can do better. Your stamina and defence are excellent! But why? Why are you running away? are you running away? Do you want me to beat your ass? “

Her voice trembled. Not only because of anger. Also of disappointment.

„I... I don't know... They totally have frightened me. I couldn’t do anything...“, you whispered looking away. „I still don't know what the heck is going on.“

„That's not the point here. The next time shit like this happens, you and I will be talking eye to eye about your abilities as a so called proud lioness of our squad."

You swallow this announcement. And the feeling of losing Mereoleona's sympathy spreads through you.

"I don't know if this is good or bad... but it hurts somehow.

--> Loosing -5 sympathy of Mereoleona and go to chapter 6A. Yes... no chapter 5 for you...

4B:

„No. It's not an option to give up or surrender! Not only I’m a Magic-Knight. After all, I'm part of the proudest squad - the crimson lions. If I escape, Mereoleona would kill me with her own bare hands“, you said to yourself to spur yourself on and clenched your hands into fists. Getting mentally ready to fight. „I still have no Idea what's going on but I am not the punching bag of some came along teenagers. Maybe Leo's, but that’s another story...“

As the three were again about to attack you, you felt the rush of adrenalin in your veins. Your mana increased and you commanded it to condense around your body. Something Mereoleona has thought you in the hell of the volcano, to improve your defense. „ Diamond-skin Armor “, you whispered as you activated the spell, raising your hands in defence. Another thing you have copied from her.

The next attack of wind magic couldn't hurt you. Not even leave a scratch. He flinched back and looked at his friends with disbelief and a little concern before he flashed a provocative grin. "Do you really think you can stand up to us? There are three of us - and you are alone.”

"Yes..." you made sure to sound convincing. "Even if I don't want to fight. But you see, you can't hurt me anymore. It's useless to hit me. Let me go - I didn't see anything. I don't know what's going on. We can just pretend that nothing ever happened.”

But they only laughed at you. "Are you really that stupid? As if we would believe you. You'll probably run back to the Order for reinforcements. We're sorry, but we won't let you get out of here."

„Fine“, you wispered, trying to suppress your worries. With No other options left you summoned your shiny gemstones to attack.

 

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But does your Magic hit?

Roll a dice (1D6)  and find out

Result 2 or lower -->  4B-1

Result 3 or higher -->  4B-2

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4B-1

As you fired your shiny gems, you noticed that something was wrong. „Damn it. I couldn’t concentrate enough. “ The stones were lurching in the air and your opponents easily dodged them. But not the girl; She was apparently hit.

"Good - one less to fight," you thought to yourself, feeling  a little relieved, and took a deep breath. But the next moment you felt something on your ankle. „What? A creeping plant?” You tried to shake it off, but the plant was too fast and way too strong. Within moments, it had wounded itself up your leg. From there it slowly but surely made its way up your body.

„Where is this thing coming from all of a sudden? I need to get it off. Before -“

In the very same moment you were pulled to the ground by the liana. As you tried to get up again, you noticed the girl, you thought you knocked out just moments ago. She was still lying on the ground, but not unconscious. This was her magic... You can tell by the grimoire, overgrown with the very same vines, floated in front of her.

„Damn... I can't move.” Along with the plant, fear was now creeping up inside you. More, as you noticed a strange smell in the air. Sweetish, but very intrusive. An irrepressible tiredness overcame you from one moment to the next. „Where is this coming from? Huh? Flowers? “ Only now did you notice that beautiful flowers had bloomed all over the liana. Beautiful, like large black orchids with a long pistil that gives off this strong, sweet scent. You knew immediately what would happen now; „When I fall asleep, that's it.“ The feeling in your body was slowly fading away. Your eyes fall closed and mentally you have already finished with your life when you hear her voice.

 „Calidus Brachium!“

You felt the heat of Mereoleonas aana and her attack. Felt how the tendrils burned down to ashes. But most of all, you felt safe. With just one attack, she was able to save you and knock out all three of them. You looked up at her in relief.

„Are you okay? “ Mereoleona turned around with worry in her blue eyes.

"Something like that," you muttered, trying to get up when she reached out to help you up.

"Really? " she asked to make sure and  touched your arms and your shoulders to check you carefully.

„You saved me. So, it's okay“, you tried to smile. „Thanks for your help, Cap-“ You saw her face and shake your head. „No, thank you, Mereoleona...“

„Don't worry“, she sighed. „It was also a sort of my mistake. I could tell from your mana how nervous I made you earlier... You are a Overthinker. I only can imagine how much you were affected by my actions and words earlier...“

„Wait? What did she just say? “ You didn't really know if you could trust your ears, but by then she had already changed the subject.

„I know you for over five years now, (Y/N). I know how strong your magic can become. Your stamina and defense are outstanding! Even my brother told me about your strength and the power you released during your first mission years ago.“

„Huh?“

„Don't huh me,“ she said angrily and snapped at your forehead. „ You need more confidence in yourself, (Y/N). Being nervous is no excuse for a bad fight after all.I wish I could, but I'm not always by your side.“

You blushed as she made that kind of confession and couldn't even look at her as you felt something warm around your shoulders.

„You are cold, right?“ Mereoleona had put her cloak around you. Knowing how easily you start freezing. Your face turned even more red, if this was possible. You can't stand it, when she takes care of you. When she shows you her soft and caring side.

--> 4c

4B-2

Despite your doubts and tension you were able to command your gemstone attack properly. You knew a hit of your attack wouldn’t be a big deal, neither hurt anyone badly. But it was a sign; they cannot do what they want with you.

Your attack hit the three of them. The girl and the wind mage were only grazed, but the third, who was lurking in the shadows, took a heavy hit.

„Shit“, the girl shouted. „Tim barely stands any Attack. Why didn’t you back him up? “ She looked at her friend with a dark glace in her eyes. He tried to justify himself. Told her, he was in a rush because of the magic-knight, they suddenly encountered. But she did not seem to calm down. Was upset becouse of her friend.

„Maybe they really try to hide something. But what is so special to them?“, you asked yourself and made a decision. „As I am already part of this stupid plot, I could try to figure this out...“

While the other two started an argument, you tried to sneak past them to reach their little hide beneath the bushes. Next to the unconscious young men you found some bottles of alcohol, but also a little bag. It was heavy and sounded like there was something metallic inside. As you were about to open it, you felt something on your leg. Winding quickly upwards. Before you could realize what happened, a liana had grabbed you ankle and only moments later your whole foot and body. You draped the bag back on the floor, as you couldn’t hold it any longer.

You realized the girl was responsible for this. Showing her grimoire and pressing her palms to the ground.

The plants couldn't hurt you, because of your skin-armour, but you couldn't free yourself either. The wind mage approached you again, grapping the pouch angrily.

„Shit...", he mumbled. Looking nervous to his friend on the ground and then to you.“Who do you think you are? It's not polite to look in other people's things or hurt them like that. Didn't your mummy teach you any manners?”

"It's your own fault," you told him, trying to suppress the tremor in your voice. „You attacked me first. And what’s inside the bag anyway? I sounded like something valuable. The little glimpse I could catch, showed something shiny... like Gemstones. Are you three little thieves or something like this?” You knew exactly what you were doing. You provoked him to get answers. Hopefully... „Maybe I can make them talk that way.“

But the plan did not work. You felt the rage in the mana of the wind mage. Felt his power increase and that he was going for another attack.

„Warding winds - reverse," he murmured, and the strong gust of wind in which he had first wrapped himself now captures you. Escape was impossible because of the tendrills. The little whirlwind tightened around you, trying to hurt you. And with fear in your eyes, you noticed the first scratches on your armour.

"Oh no... can I withstand this attack much longer?"

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Can your defence withstand the attack?

Roll another dice! (again 1D6)

Result 4 or lower -->   4B-2a

Result 5 or higher --> 4B-2b

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4B-2a:

As his attack hit you, you felt your gem-armour cracking. You felt the cold breeze sharp against your skin. How it cut deeper than before. You tried to take it. But you used up too much mana and energy in the panic of the sudden attack. „Shit... I can't free myself. And the wind is cutting deeper and deeper. I need to do something. Maybe a counterattack...?“

Being tangled up in the Liana and caught in rotating, razor-sharp gusts of wind, you tried to go for another attack. But as your grimoire turned the pages and your shiny gemstones appeared, the exhaustion took the upper hand. You ran out of mana. Both, your gemstone attack and the diamond-armour disappeared within a blink of an eye.

The next second, your scream of pain echoed down the narrow, overgrown alley...As you were about to pass out, the feeling of warm mana appeared behind you. Strong and hot mana, increasing rage. The other moment you heard her scream.

„Calidus Brachium!“

You noticed Mereoleona behind you, helping you out a little hesitantly. But within seconds she has defeated the remaining attackers.

„Are you okay? “ Mereoleona turned around with worry in her blue eyes.

„Sort of“, you mumbled and were about to get up when she reached out to help you.

„Really?“ She asked to make sure. Touching your Arms in shoulders to check on you carefully.

„You saved me. So it's okay“, you tried to smile. „Thanks for your help, Cap-“ You saw her face and shake your head. „No. Thank you, Mereo...“

„Don't worry“, she sighed. „It was also a sort of my mistake. I could tell from your mana how nervous I made you earlier... You are a sort of Overthinker. I only can imagine how much you were affected by my actions and words...”

„Wait? What did she just say?“ You didn't really know if you could trust your ears, but by then she had already changed the subject.

„But your fight was not bad after all, (Y/N). I know that your magic is not for attack, it is for defence.Besides, your stamina is normally outstanding. Even my brother told me enthusiastically of your strength and the power you unleashed on your first mission years ago. Concentrate on your strengths to find a strategy that blanks out your weaknesses. One day... you will show me the power within you.”

Taken completely by surprise, you just smiled and let out a "yes".

“But… your attacks are bungling despite all this.“

You nodded quietly, when she brought you back down to earth again, still a little disappointed that Mereoleona had to save you. As you let out a deep sigh, because of this fact, you felt something warm around your shoulders.

„Huh?“ You looked up questioningly.

„You felt a bit chilly. I know how quickly you start freezing and I don't want you to catch a cold. So, take my cloak.“

„Thank you“, you wispered and turned red. You can't stand it, when she takes care of you. When she shows you her soft and caring side.

--> 4c

4b-2b:

You were able to maintain your armour. The attack couldn't harm you. Your stamina and defence are stronger than most of Magic-Knights. But you are much weaker in attacking. You sensed that this fight was going to be a battle of attrition; you had enough to do with keeping your guard up.

“Shit... Is there nothing I can do? Something like...“

Fuegoleon came to your mind. And with him, memories of your first mission together over seven years ago. A memory you cherished like a treasure…

 

After a lot of failures, within only two years – whenever you went on missions, your or some of your comrades got hurt – nobody wanted to attempt another mission together with you. Only Fuegoleon didn’t mind being teamed up with you. Your last chance you to prove your worth of being a Magic-Knight. No wonder you were nervous as hell. Your job was at stake. Your source of income including shelter. But Fuegoleon, back than just an ordinary Knight, just like you, was in good spirits.

“Don’t worry, (Y/N). We will finish this mission in no time. After all it’s just a little cave, we have to scout. Nothing to worry about.”

"Are you sure? I'm sure I can turn this into a life-threatening mission too.” But the warm smile he gave you in return was more than enough to motivate you.

In no time, the two of you were done. He was impressed with how conscientious you were with your work and wrote down a lot of information about the dungeon, even a floor plan. And you can't help but feel safe around Fuegoleon. Your initial nervousness was blown away and you could focus on your job.

“Great job”, he praised. “Seeing you like this, makes it hard to believe you're supposed to be the troublemaker. You are doing great here, (Y/N).”

“Thanks, Fuegoleon“, you answered blushing. Knowing it was because of him – he calmed you down. “I hope it stays that way.”

“Don’t worry. We are done here. It’s a small cave and because of your great work“, he pointed with his head to your notes, on which you have also drawn the surroundings in detail. "Your resignation should be off the table. So let's go home.”

“Yeah”, you said smiling and followed him, as loose stone moves beneath your feet. You suspected something bad and swallowed first. Then you turned around slowly. One of the stone walls had opened up and behind it was a treasure chamber. But with it, the guardian of this dungeon also appeared –  a snake-like monster, but much bigger. Surprised by the sudden appearance of the monster, you literally freezed. The snake came closer and was about to bite you, as Fuegoleon jumped in front of you, to save you. He suppressed a loud scream, as the monster bit him. But you tearful cry echoed through the cave, when he collapsed shortly afterwards. He was bleeding badly and you were unsure if he had been poisoned as well.

“I am so sorry”, you cried. “You got hurt because of me. It would have been easy to leave me behind. It would have been better for you and all of the other squat-members.”

“Don’t be stupid”, he contradicts you with a quiet yet strong voice. “You know – we are a team. We help each other out. So please – don’t say things like this ever again. You are a valuable member of our squat, (Y/N). “

These simple words of appreciation had done something with you. Not only Fuegoleon saved you, he also believed in you. You didn’t want to disappoint him…

You didn't remember clearly what happened, after the snake approaches you two. But you managed to save Fuegoleon, after first dragging him into the situation. Also he spoke highly of you to the leader of the Order back at this time. Told him that even though he was injured, you saved him and cleared the dungeon yourself. Convinced him that this wouldn't have been possible without your clumsiness.

 

“Even though he is asleep now, I will not disappoint him and lose this stupid fight. I won’t run away or give in!” You felt the mana within you. Felt how you gained more control over it and your grimoire appeared. It turned to a page, you thought you could never access again....

The next moment, crystals shot up and your guard became both; defence and attack. Like back then.

The moment you broke through the vines, you also hit the wind mage and threw him a few meters away from you with your attack.

„Oh dear” You jumped back in fear and now sat there on the ground. Like a cross between an armadillo and a hedgehog with crystal spikes.

„Are... Are you okay?“ You asked unsure.

No answer.

„Oh no, oh shit... I...I killed him. No... I killed two man. What have I done?“

In the same moment you wanted to start running in panic-circles, you felt something shattering your crystals.

„Are you kidding me? Asking the Person who attacked you, if they are okay...“

„Mereo?!?“

“Yes. You can be happy I came. Can you tell me what’s going on here, (Y/N)? Why are you fighting these pipes?”

“I don't know”, you answered and shake your head. Being still confused.  “I was on my way home and they felt interrupted by my presence alone. But as far as I could understand, they were trying to hide something. But I couldn't figure out what..."

“No”, somebody shouted. It was the wind mage, who struggled to get back to his feet. “She is lying. Or why else would she be roaming around here? She must have followed us after we…” Startled, he covered his mouth. He had already said too much.

Mereoleona turned around and grabed at him with her flame paw. “Come on. Tell me all your outrages. Why are you hurting her? What is so special to you? Tell me, or otherwise I’ll  kill the three of you.”

As the young man saw Mereoleonas gaze, he literally trembled. His body started shaking and he bit his lips. You knew that he, too, could sense her terrifying aura. Only seconds later he confessed everything. He and his friends have robbed a famous shop for magical artefacts and jewellery. “Please. Don’t kill us…. We will bring it back.“ Since Mereo had grabbed him, the young wind mage had clearly become a bit of a wimp. He started crying. He told you that he and his friends live in poverty and have little brothers and sisters to look after. "Besides, my grandmother is sick..."

“Tell somebody else your heartbreaking story”, Mereo let him go, but sent him away flying. Throw him away like a piece of trash.

"You better grab your friends and run as fast as you can," she advised him in a tone that even frightened you.

"Yes... yes..." he said quickly. Within seconds, he had grabbed his two buddies and disappeared into the night.

“Is it really okay to let them go?” Unsure you looked at Mereoleona.

"They can be happy I let them go, after they tried to kill you for no reason. Stupid bunch."

You were about to contradict her when she asked what else you were going to do about it. "Writing reports?" Inquiringly, she raises an eyebrow.

"Maybe," you said quietly as you felt something warm around your shoulders.

"Don't worry. I will take care of it." Mereo had thrown her cloak over you. As you looked up in surprise, a proud smile appeared on her lips. “You fought well, (Y/N). My brother told me long ago about this attack of yours. I am impressed that you have managed to reinstate it after such a long time. Even more so that I was allowed to be there.”

"Thanks," you murmured, blushing a little. "Also for your cape. It is nice and warm."

"I know how quickly you get chilly." You blushed even more when you saw her caring face.

"Let's fight together again soon. But for now - let's go home."

You have clearly noticed that Mereo has a crush on you. “I am not sure if I should be happy or not…?”

--> Gaining +5 sympathy of Mereoleona --> next chapter

 

4C

„But can you tell me what’s wrong, (Y/N)? Why did those three attack you all of a sudden?“

While you stood there blushingly, Mereoleona made her way to the hideout between the bushes. "Did you do something that made them angry with you?"

"Me? No," you said startled. "Or at least I don't know what. I was on my way home and they felt interrupted by my presence alone. But as far as I could understand, they were trying to hide something. But I couldn't figure out what..."

But Mereoleona seemed to have found the reason for this pointless fight; the bag the three of them were trying to protect. Curious to see what was inside, you approached her.

"What a surprise," she grinned. "I was looking for you, but found the idiots who stole the special artifacts..."

„What? “ Instead of solving your questions, another one opened up. But Mereoleona explained it to you;  While she was searching for you, she stumbled upon the information that an expensive magic artifact shop had been robbed. „ I know this shop because my mother used to buy special things there from time to time. Especially jewellery, like pendtants and brooches."

„Wait...wait. Wait...“ It took you a while to progress this new information. „You tell me, these half breads had stolen this stuff and you just let them go?“ On the one side you were impressed. Mereoleona doesn’t seem so, but she took her unwilling job seriously after all.

„They can be happy I let them go, after they hurt you for no reason. I could have killed them...“

„She is the same as always....", you thought to youself, smiling awkwardly.

„Come on, let's head home. I have enough to do for now...“ She clarified and turned to leave. You followed her, yet complained about her methods, as she stopped - you ran into her - and asked you, what you want to do about this. „Writing Reports?“

„Maybe?!

„Don't worry”, she said, strocking through your hair. I'll take care of it...“

--> next chapter

 

 

to be continued in chapter 5... or 6 - based on your decisions

[chevvy-yates]

So, I need to get rid of older shots once again.

That said I'll now try update my oldest drafted VP posts about the past years of Ry and Vj with my usual description and tags and set them to queue which eventually will post them and with me forgetting about it.

They were intended to be posted with the next longer backstory text parts I still got to write … and as long as I do not do that they will continue to sit in my drafts. I better post them before I think they are too outdated (bc I got better + using rt now).

I'll redo them in some way anyways — but only after I've finished writing said story parts! (Alos won't start Thy's nor Jay's until I finished Vj and Ry either. I really gotta force myself to that 'one after another priciple' here, ugh.

[ccruelgods]

wasteland.

[tw for emeto, gore, and a bit of explicit violence.]

[i decided to write something for hello charlotte ep3, this scene stood out to me, and i haven't written in a while, so here we go.]

* * * * * * *

"bennett?" the white-haired girl questioned, the smile evident in her tone. "are you dead?"

an annoyed groan was the response, and then another harsh retching sound. 'charlotte' had entered the bathroom to the sight of the orange-suited worker bent over the toilet, vomit somehow staining the tub and mirror along with the (formerly perfectly white) sink. shakily adjusting his posture to glare at the newcomer, bennet sneered, vomit still spilling over from his mouth and staining his orange suit green like toxic sludge.

"go away, human maggot." he spat, though the venomous tone was lessened by the bleary look in his eyes.

"what a meanie!" 'charlotte' chirped cheerfully, lacing her hands behind her back and leaning forward to smile sweetly at bennett before gasping, clasping her hands. "oh, oh! don't tell me you're going through withdrawal syndrome?"

bennett shot her another annoyed glare, wiping his mouth on the back of his glove. "leave me alone. can't you see i'm…-"

before he could finish the sentence, another harsh gag tore through him, and he bent over the toilet again, the sound of retching filling the room again. 'charlotte' giggled venomously, resting her head in her palm.

"so disgusting!" she chimed, flicking the back of his head and causing him to let out another growl. "weren't you supposed to be a comic relief character? where did that go?"

bennett shifted to give her another glare, opening his mouth to let out a sharp remark, but her face lit up suddenly as she clasped her hands again, eyes wide with something akin to a childish excitement and she spoke before he could.

"oh! i know! it's alllll because of the regular soap intakes, isn't it?" she giggled, closing her eyes in mock-innocence. "anyone can be maniacally happy forever when they're braindead!"

"wiltshire." the worker hissed, standing up straighter this time, though still swaying, and giving her a look that would wilt even the prettiest flowers. "last warning."

"yeah, right." the girl yawned, not bothering to give him a reaction. "you hate me. but, it doesn't really matter."

leaning forward so that they were almost eye to eye, she smirked. "you can't kill me anyway!"

"no, but i can torture you and tear off your limbs." bennett replied coldly. "one by one."

unfazed, 'charlotte' mock-gasped. "oh no! bennett is so scary!"

circling him, she turned her nose up at the vomit stains on his suit, though her smirk never dissapeared, and she kept speaking. "are those the kind of jobs you do for dr.huxley? yet, he failed to raise a mindless killing machine out of you."

in a flash, bennett was infront of her, previous sickliness and hinderance seemingly gone, and in the next second, the white-haired girl's head was slammed against the wall with a loud thud. with a wince of pain, 'charlotte's body slid down the bathroom wall, leaving a trail of sticky blood. the scent of the fresh blood mixed with the smell of vomit in the bathroom, causing a rather horrendous odor.

giggling shakily, 'charlotte' shifted her gaze up to bennett, smiling sardonically. "ha-ha….ahhaha…you really have no self-control when you're sober…"

bennett gazed at her blankly, speaking in a low tone. "this much shouldn't kill you."

despise the burning pain in her head, the girl laughed. "s-see? i was right. you're…softer than you want to appear to be.."

she just barely made out bennett's voice calling out her last name in a harsh tone, before the world became blurry, and she blacked out.

it had been an hour, or maybe more, when 'charlotte' woke up. in a dark room, briefly disoriented.

ah, right. bennett. speaking of, he was nowhere to be seen. gingerly lifting her hands to her head, she scowled, feeling the warm blood stain her hands a sticky red.

"im disgusting." she muttered. someone let out a chuckle, and she looked up.

"charles?" she inquired.

in the dim light of the room, the white hair of charles' current vessel stood out, as did the bright yellow eyes that were peering at her with a malicious sort of curiosity.

"bingo!" charles answered, barely concealing their wide smile behind gloved hands.

'charlotte' rolled her eyes. "what are you doing here?", she questioned in an oh-so-flat tone.

charles's smile thinned into that of a snake's before they responded. "looking after you."

"then treat my wounds, asshat."

the remark was rewarded wirh a sharp laugh from charles, who shook their head. "no can do. you're dirty, i'm squeamish. it simply will not mix."

the white haired girl groaned loudly, closing her eyes and letting her head rest back against the wall of the bathroom, wincing at the stinging of the open wound. "god, you're so useless."

"you can get mr. honikker to treat you." charles hummed, shifting to lift the girl's vessel. the only response he got was an eyeroll.

"he won't. i replaced his favorite cereal with dried bloodworms the oher day."

charles stared, face still a smiling mask, but a bit of surprise leaking into their tone. "you did what?"

"forget it." 'charlotte' responded coldly, giving them a glare when charles jostled her a bit too hard.

"he can never catch a break, huh?" charles sighed wearily, before frowning at the girl. "more importantly…how long do you plan to provoke the tenants for attention before they actually kill you?"

'charlotte' shrugged. "umm. forever, probably. or however long my lifespan lasts."

with a scowl, she slapped charles' hands away, bracing herself against the wall and carefully avoiding the vomit stains. "how old am i, actually? five?"

"actually," charles corrected with a shrill giggle. "three."

"welp, here you go." the girl waved vaguely, less-than-gingerly patting at the no-longer-bleeding wound on her head.

charles frowned suddenly, expression turning troubled. "miss wiltshire…i'm sorry for lecturing you, but…you spend too many spare vessels. your lifespan might be greatly shortened if-"

they were cut off by 'charlotte' suddenly grabbing a toothbrush and shoving the bristled end into the wound. deeply. and then collapsing on the ground, lifeless. charles groaned.

"ah. she killed herself with a toothbrush." he muttered to himself, putting a hand over his face in annoyance.

moments later, a new, and perfectly white, vessel flounced in, looking exactly like the previous, without the blood. 'charlotte' smiled sweetly at charles, twirling.

"charles! look who's got a new bo-dy~! i'm whiter than ever before!"

charles let out a long sigh, murmurng partially to themself. "what was i even talking about…"

"alright. i'm gonna be late for school." the girl stated suddenly, giving charles one last wide smile before skipping out of the bathroom.

[3llisarts]

Lil’ sneak peek Comin at yall

[clownprincehoeshi]

Twisted deception - Teaser

Synopsis: Betrayal and manipulation were always a constant in your life. Leading your family's legacy as a mafia boss is not an easy task and most of the times can lead to losing the ones you love most. You've always kept away from love, but even is this dark and unforgiving world it finds you. But it also breaks you.

Pairing: mafia boss Mingyu x mafia boss reader

doctor Seungcheol x mafia boss reader

Genre: strangers to lovers, enemies to lovers, mafia au, angst, fluff, smut

Warnings: mafia scenarios, death, gun mentions, blood, cheating, sex scenes, nudity... will post others along the way if needed

Status: ongoing

Started: july 23th 2024

Word count of the teaser: 1181

Information: So I wanted to do something different for this fic. I've decided to use a name instead of Y/N(RUA). For me, it gves more depth and dimension to the character and it helps with the wrting/reading process. It's a random name that I thought about randomly and it also starts with the letter of my own name. I don't know, I find it pretty, short and simple. I will start writing on the first chapter after I finish with Parallel Hearts story(about two more chapters to go). Not sure how many chapters this one will have, maybe 2 or 3. Sugestions and comments are welcomed.

Don't forget to support the writers by rebloging their works! Thank you!

Teaser

It was white before it was black. You blacked out and you don’t know why. It’s so cold and wet.

You feel like you’re floating and your ears are ringing loud. Am I dying, is this it?

The ringing starts to go down and you hear blasts, guns and screams. You hear a voice and you can’t understand what it says and who’s voice is it.

Have they kidnapped me? Are the Kim’s really this low to try to take me? Oh God, what are they going to do to me? I feel sick. I feel like throwing up.

“How is she? Is she breathing?”

“I don’t fucking know, let me get her in the car, faster”

Is it Jun? You feel tears burning your eyes and face. Why can’t I open my eyes?

What is that feeling on my leg, burning almost. I feel something running down to my toes.

“Shit, she’s bleeding bad, hurry, we need to get to Jin!”

“Fucking Kim, I want to stay behind and finish them all!”

“Noo, don’t be stupid, Hao! You might be the best assassin in the business, but you are one and they are many”

Oh, I am not caught by the Kim’s. Good, now I can rest a little.

You faint from all the blood loss from the wound on your leg and you’re finally in the car, Minghao quickly getting behind the wheel and driving off towards the hospital where your brother Jin was a doctor.

Next thing you remember is waking up in a hospital room, with Your bother and Jun net to your bed, discussing something.

Rua: Jin…

Jin: You’re awake! You scared me!

Rua: Sorry. Is everyone ok, Jun?

Jun: Two of our men got shot by the Kim’s and one died in the explosion

Rua: Fuck!

As you’re starting to blurt out shit about your rival clan, you try to get up and your legs are not working properly

Jin: Oh, come oon, are you ever going to stay put for 5 minutes? You’re not yet ready to go out there yet.

Rua: I will fucking end him! I’ll end Kim Mingyu with my own hands!

Jun: How did they find out we were meeting with the Min’s there?

Minghao’s voice feels like a whisper when he enters the room, unnoticed.

Minghao: Something’s not right. I saw none of the Min’s men there tonight.

Rua: I personally spoke to Yoongi on the phone.

Minghao: This was definitely a trap. But for who?

Rua: Hao, I need you to get to the bottom of this asap. I won’t let this go away.

Minghao nods and he leaves the room. You know he’ll find out, no matter what. He’s the best at what he does and you’re lucky you have him on your side. His father was your dad’s right hand and you two have been best friends since you were little. Of course he would be on your side.

Jin: Do you need me right now? I need to to check on some patients for now.

Rua: Thanks, Jini, if I need something I have Jun here with me.

Jun: And Seokmin is outside the door.

Jin: Well ok then, see you later. Don’t be an idiot and try to leave!

After one hour, you tried to get back to sleep but you couldn’t. All these thoughts were running trough your mind. Was it really Yoongi the one you talked to on the phone, was it a scam? Who is trying to kill you? Are the both clans working together? How are you going to proceed from now on?

You decide to get up and try to find Jin. He might be in his office. Outside your door are Jun and Dokyeom, eyes going wide when they see you.

Dokyeom: Boss, come on, get back to bed! You’re hurt.

Rua: I’m fine, I just need to find Jin.

Jun: I’m going with you.

Rua: Guys, it’s safe here. Take a break, ok? Eat something and get some rest in my room.

Jun: Here, take my gun, keep it under your robe.

Rua: Ok, if it makes you feel better.

Dokyeom: We don’t want to risk anything, especially after tonight. We could have lost you. We could have all died there.

Hearing that it makes your blood boil and the feeling of revenge grows bigger inside you. You’re no weak girl, you’ll show them all. You were born for this, trained for this life. Ever since you were 5 years old, your father took you under his wing and teached you everything he knew.

There was no other person in the world he trusted more. He could see your potential, how smart you were, how good you could read people and situations and how fast you were with actions and solutions.

Walking slowly down the hospital hallways, you feel a bit sleepy. Good, I’ll be able to sleep after I talk to my brother then. I thought I will stay awake all night.

Reaching a dead end, you can’t remember if Jin’s office was to the right or to the left. You stop. Someone is talking. You don’t turn the corner, don’t want to risk being see. Afterall, you don’t know who these men are.

None of them is Jin or anyone you know. You don’t recognise the voices. You keep quiet and at the same time you feel sleepier. What’s going on?

“She’s in room 79. Make it quick and clean. No witnesses.”

“Got it. Let’s move!”

They are walking towards you. Shit! You can’t run, your leg has stiches from that ugly cut on your thigh. Oh, the gun. As you try to get your gun from under your robe, you feel a firm pull. A hand grabbing your waist, pulling you into a door.

The room is dark. So dark that you are not sure your eyes are closed or opened. You feel pression over your mouth. A hand. A body behind you. Warm. You feel warm. And so sleepy. Damn, Jin must have put you on some strong pain killers.

You feel his breath right behind your ear, feel his hear beating on your back, his other hand wrapped tight around your waist.

You hear commotion outside, slaming. A shot. A second shot. Jun, Seokmin. They’ll be fine, they are smart and cautious. They’ll be fine.

“Shh, keep quiet a minute more. I’ll remove my hand, ok?”

You nod.

Rua: Who are you? Why did you pull me in here?

“I work here and I heard their conversation and needed to act fast. Sorry.”

Rua: I feel so dizzy. I’m not feeling well.

“What do you want to do now?”

“Just take me out of here. Anywhere. I need..”

And you passed out from the painkillers. As you’re getting deeper and deeper into sleep, you feel strongs hands lifting you up and carrying you away. You don’t know who this man is and where he’s taken you.

You’re so far gone that you didn’t even think he might be there to hurt you.

[thevestigeofvanillaan]

HI ITS ME AGAIN...

im obbsessed with ur wrting style oh my gosh. so like, idea! imagine ur sexting stan, and then, you hear a knock, and turns out stan had was sexually frustated so online sex wasnt enough and he comws over and yk what happens next

HELP I SWEAR I DONT HAVE A SEXTING KINK

- 🏩 anon

hey cutie!! i ♥ your requests; and im so happy to hear that you enjoy my writing! sexting is actually sm fun (swear i dont got a sexting kink either🙊). anyways! yes, can definitely imagine this with stan in specific.

You: it's not enough Stanley.

Stan: what? I spent so much money on that stupid toy and you mean to tell me it's not enough?

You: well, yeah. It's not you.

Stan: you playin with it right now?

You: mhm.

Stan: and it's no good?

You: it's fine. Just not as good as you, Stan.

Stan: nothin's as good as me.

You: at least you're aware.

read. 9:47 pm.

you're masturbating too, right?

stanley?

delivered. 9:52 pm.

You scoff and decide that your conversation with Stan over text was over and attempt to finish getting yourself off, but it just isn't working.

Then, you hear a knock at your front door downstairs. "Are you fucking serious right now?" You curse and pull up your panties, grabbing a pair of pink pajama pants off your floor and heading downstairs, not bothering to cover your nipples that show through your thin tank top.

Opening the door and sighing before looking up and seeing your boyfriend Stan standing at the door. "Let me in, it's fucking freezing out here."

"Stan? What are you doing here? It's like.. ten at night." You ask, heading back upstairs to your bedroom.

"Couldn't cum to the idea that this thing is shit and wouldn't make you cum like I can. So, just decided to come here." Stan shrugs and walks over to you, who's sitting on the bed hitting your vape pen. "Let me hit that." He takes it from your hand and your eyebrows crease to a confused expression.

Deciding to take your pajama pants back off and slide your underwear off too, you lay back and play with your clit as you stare at Stan who watches you. "Come fuck me, then; Stanley Marsh."

And to that Stan quickly crawls over to you, placing his hands on your knees to balance himself before pulling down his sweatpants and boxers in one swift motion to reveal his pulsing and extremely hard erection.

He pumps it a few times before rubbing it against your arousal before sliding in the tip and taking it completely out. "Stop teasing, Stanley. Or I'm sending you home." You wouldn't really do that, you were just impatient.

Stan chuckles lowly before sliding his entire length into your warm wet cunt. You moan at the contact and Stan leans down to kiss you as he begins to thrust into you at a slightly fast pace.

Moaning into the kiss and bucking your hips you take your hands to each side of Stan's head to pull him in and deepen the kiss.

His thrusts grow harder and deeper as you groan into eachothers mouths. No longer kissing but your foreheads rest on one another's, and your mouths stay agape in front of one another.

Stan's moans were addictive to listen to. "Fuck, baby.. so good. You feel so good holy shit.."

You whine at the praise and pull him in to kiss you again, gripping the hair at the top of his neck and pulling on it softly as you moan loudly into his mouth.

"Oh god— I'm gonna cum soon, baby." Stan groans when you two release from the kiss.

"Me too.. fuck–! 'm cumming Stan!" You moan and feel your release as Stan continues to thrust, reaching his upcoming high quickly before pulling out to cum on your messy cunt.

Heavily breathing as your chest rises and falls and Stan lays down beside you. You look at him and he looks back at you before the two of you giggle together softly.

[dawnofdeathh]

HIH!!! I was wondering if I could request tfem argenti sfw headcanons with an enby reader :0?

I'm so starved for content revolving around tfem argenti (or just folks using she/her for her in general 😭)

Anyways, ignore this if ur too busy but if u get to this ty for the content of my wife I’m praying I get her on her banner!! (also the tfem boothill post made my sapphic brain go brrrr tysm)

WAHHH your welcome anon 💝💝 your right its so hard to find ppl who hc argenti as tfem.. its one of my favorite hcs 😭😭 anyways GLL ON UR PULLS ANONNN !!! argenti is being stubborn and wont come home for me 😔😔😔 ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

tfem!Argenti x nb!reader

-Ohh argenti is such a sappy cheesy gal..

- love her for that

-she has the cutest smile everr like oml angles sing and flower petals fly when she smiles..

-she loves sprouting out cringy romantic things to you.. like instead of telling u that she loves u she says shit like:

'my dearest beautiful gorgeous partner.. you are akin to a rose blooming in the sunlight, Idrila has blessed you with their beauty and I, but a humble woman, cannot help but cry in how beauty shines through you, you make my heart burst every waking moment I see you my love, my gorgeous beautiful partner..🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹'

-ok. ppl might disagree but argenti cannot cook to save her life.. but she doesnt give up!!! (she gave u food posing by accident once)

-ohhh her hair is sooo silky and loong . she loves it when you do silly and stupid styles for her..

-oh my god if you ever get cold while cuddling she WILL build a who ass pillow fort for you just to keep you warm like:

"Genti I'm cold.."

"WHAT?!?!?"

*covers you in every single blanket she can find*

"Are you still cold, my flower? or shall I get more blankets?"

-ohohoh shes soooo strong definitely carries you around when your legs hurt ...,.,.

-shes literally your knight in shining armor..

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

yoy dont get it giys. I want her so bad. my lesbian heart was pounding while i was wrting this. AIRGHHH TFEM ARGENTI SAVE ME 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[nycbirdenby]

Just watched "Drive" 2011 and..... wtf happened. Im baffled I'll be real. is he dead? is he not? Why was there no polycule? I want to study him under a microscope. AO3 enjoyers beware I'm going to be wrting shit about this man.

[muffinpink02]

Can we pretty please get an update on the WIPs list 🛐

You can!!

Ok, this is MAYBE in order, don’t hold it against me.

Bronze Is Better Than Gold - I’m close to the end, but still need some time. (This is my next fic, nothings coming before this)

Baby Putellas - Alexia & reader - Summary - reader is pregnant, Alexia is protective, cute and all that fluff. It's more me trying to work on my fluff. No smut. Practically done. (will maybe be after BIBTG)

Early Riser - co-wrting with @lucyandalexiafan and reader. Nearly done. Smut 18  

Lucy, Alexia and reader co-writing with @lucyandalexiafan (started but unsure of when will be finished Smut 18  

Taking your crown part 2 - Summary - Got a bit of this done, just under half way. Smut 18 

Like a Virgin part 2 - not started Smut 18  

Truth Or Dare - anon idea Smut 18  

I'll be working on these above after  BIBTG, not sure what will be finished first. 

Request - I wont say they aren't open, if I like your idea, I’ll try to write it. So feel free to send it in but keep in mind I’m bad with finishing my own ones (these below are in the order i’d like to do it in, but may change)

Lucy armband request. Smut 18  

Lucy and reader black dress request. Smut 18  

Lucy and Ona playing a game (originally asked in Portuguese)  Smut 18  

Alexia and Lucy request champions league final with a pressured Lucy Smut 18  

Lucy and Alessia in Italy Smut 18  

With request I wont know when I can get these done, as you can see I’m a bit of a serial jumper to different stories. BUT please let me know if you want to ask another writer, I understand I’m taking forever. 

Also guys I'm a slow writer, I don’t like rushing, and when I do I never like the end product so please bear with me. 

Other fics in the works -

She's A Bully - Alexia reader smut 18 

No Show - Alexia reader smut 18 

Coffee shop Part 2 - I've got some of this done but this story will be a bit longer. Smut 18

Cancellation - ft Mapi & reader - Summary - you and Mapi make a double booking for a cabin. Smut 18 halfway finished.

Camping - Lucy and Ona Smut 18 (Not started.) feel free to send some prompts.

Queen Of Hearts - ft Alexia & reader, Ingrid, Mapi, Lucy, Ona - Summary - it's 1700’s times (think game of thrones)  you’re a princess, Ingrid's your bestie. Alexia is a spanish acquaintance, (also a royal)  she's a bit of a player but you want her, she maybe wants you and lots of drama. I've started it but it might be a big story so it will take me a while. Smut 18 

Guess who part 2 Smut 18

And as always we know I chat shit. 

Feel free to message me!