#welcome to my 4am drabbles

[layuhsblog]

Hi, I'm not sure if ur still open to requests (I'm so sorry if ur not >_<) but could u do some princess treatment with nct dream bcz I've genuinely just thought of them spoiling their gfs🫶🏻

NCT DREAM GIVING THEIR S/O PRINCESS TREATMENT

its not too princessy and more domestic and 'nct dream as boyfriends'

reqs are still open, ask away babies

idk how to write diff stuff for diff members but i tried and i hope you like it. definitely very fluffy tho. and YEP THEY'RE DEF THE SPOILING THEIR GFS TYPE

warnings: very fluffy, suggestive at some places, very crack, a bit imagine based as well, i think i swore once? i dont remember, some members are too short I'm sorry i was having writers block also ITS LONG.

also cus its so long its unedited.

members drabbles under the cut

Mark:

�� I feel like if you're dating Mark, your house will never be quiet, whether its with his chaotic unhinged questions, his jokes, him singing or producing songs or just his playlists playing in the background. especially if you're the type to always need some kind of background noise while doing chores- he'll make you like a thousand playlists for every mood, every chore etc.

He'll even make you a personal playlist with secret songs only meant for you to listen, even if the lyrics are highly unhinged like;

"Yoyo my girls cookin, and she's hella goodlookin yoyo" just for you to laugh at his silly antics even when hes away for too long.

• I dont see him as someone who'll get you flowers cus I feel like he will get sad when they die. He'll stay up at night when youre asleep finding origami videos to make you paper flower bouquets. Each date a different type of flower. Even goes out of his way and googles what flower signifies what feeling, literally befriends a flower shop owner.

• He once called them at 4am to ask what flower means "I'm sorry, I messed up. Please don't break up with me." The phone hung up on his face ofc. Your argument was about mint chocolate and pineapples on pizza. You obviously wouldn't break up with him for that. (He hopes)

•You definitely have a specific closet filled w those paper flowers. He has never given you a handmade bouquet of your favourite flowers cus he plans on doing so when he proposes to you, hiding the ring at the bottom of the bouquet. AHH IM SOFT

•Personal Spotify, he'll sing you to sleep whenever you tell him to, whatever you tell him to.

•You once had an argument with him in public and he asked you how he can make you forgive him so you made him sing 'Welcome to Miami' infront on random strangers

•OH I FEEL LIKE. If you're on a picnic. He would take help from his members (the 127 hyungs. Dreamies are hopeless I'm sorry) and make you both a bento. Imagine your surprise when you opened the picnic basket and saw two lunchboxes one was spiderman and the other was hello kitty.

"Mark, this is so cute. But yknow I like spiderman too right?"

"WAIT WHAT DUDE, YOU DIDN'T TELL ME. YOUR FAVOURITE MOVIE? YOUR FAVOURITE SPIDERMAN? OPINION ON NO WAY HOME."

I've said this before and I'll say it again, Mark's the type of boyfriend to snatch a jar from you, tell you he got it and fail miserably. Most of the time when you DO have a problem opening a jar and you go to him..he gulps nervously.

"I, have to go to the bathroom. Be right back."

"Mark- ...you took the jar with you.."

You know where this is going.

"JOHNNY HYUNG, QUICK LOOSEN THIS JAR SO I CAN IMPRESS ____"

"LOOK BABE, I'M SO STRONG."

"Baby, I know you asked Johnny to help. But thankyou! Yes you're very strong."

To sum it up, being with Mark is dorky and comforting and you love that man with all your heart.

Renjun:

•I see Renjun as the type to do princess treatment stuff with you together.

•Like Idk how to explain it- you both spoil eachother. Your nighttime skincare takes you both HOURS because instead of doing like sane people, you do it on EACHOTHER, explaining every step of your routine to the camera (the mirror) in a fake accent.

•If he sees you painting your nails, he gets offended because he's your personal nail tech.

I definitely see him as the type to tell you,

"Gurl, that watermarble is a disaster. Let me do it for you." and he does a better job than you.

"Silly girl, this is why you should always let me do your nails. Don't even bother."

•He's adorable, if its your birthday or you achieved smtn big at a job or at uni he would celebrate it with you. Decorate your room with pink balloons and stuff, get you a tiara and a sash- like a true princess, get you a pretty dress to wear. Click your pics and share it on his close friends story.

You love it. You saved that same tiara for his birthdays and achievements and crowned him your princess. CUTIES

•Allows you to do his makeup while you're sitting on his lap on one condition, you don't click pics.

Once he grows into it though-

"Hey! Blend that foundation properly, my neck and my face are two different shades."

You show your puppy eyes to him he's cracking. Lets you take as many pics as you want, doesn't say shit when you post it. He's soft for you.

•I dont see him as a very verbally expressive partner, he'll show you through his actions, like the one time a family member of yours was very sick and admitted in the hospital while he was on tour.

•You were continuously crying on call and it was late where he was. He knew you had trouble sleeping for a few days as you were staying at the hospital with them. He flew in to surprise you and had a mini date in the hospital cafeteria. He made sure you ate and you both took a walk around the building after dinner as he comforted you and gave you advice on how to deal with everything going on.

He stayed in the room, looking after your family member as you showered and slept soundly after forever. You felt bad as he was jetlagged and tired but he scolded you and forced you to sleep.

You woke up to the sound of the door opening and the nurse greeting your relative the next morning. There was a note propped up on the couch you had slept in,

'Had to fly back baby :( Call me anytime and I'll be there. My girl comes first always, I love you<3'

•Oh your family loves him btw, he had also got a get well soon card and a bouquet for your relative.

You were gonna marry this man, you were sure of it.

•Overall he scolds you when you don't take care of yourself and always puts your needs first before his and trusts you fully to do the same when he needs it, and you will<3

Jeno:

•This is so random, but I really see Jeno as the type of boyfriend who bakes for you?

•its just a you and him thing. When you started dating, you were at his dorm and got hungry and night. So he decided to make you a mugcake? It tasted like rubber but you ate it anyway ans reassured him that it was really good. (It wasn't)

HE WAS DETERMINED TO ACTUALLY LEARN HOW TO BAKE FOR YOU.

•Y'all know that guy on tiktok who bakes for his gf?? THAT'S HIS INSPIRATION RIGHT THERE.

•Experiments each recipe on Jaemin before making you try it. Why do you think Jaemin hates strawberries? Its HIS fault.

•Yknow how...Jeno is so buff and sexy?? His favourite part of going to the gym is sending you post workout bathroom mirror selfies. (YES THAT IS SPOILING. SHUSH)

•He also definitely seems like the type to call you princess. If you hate that nickname? He doesn't care he'll call you anyway cus you ARE his princess. You eventually grow into it.

•Definitely the type to wake up no matter how late it is if you need anything. You're hungry? He's up and running ready to cook, go to the convience store or order food for you. Anything his princess wants. You got your periods? You think he already doesn't have your necessities stacked in the dorm bathroom already? Pads, tampons, everything- even if you're on cups, he'll always keep them ready for emergency purposes and incase the other dreamies have their girls over and they need it. Your bf is a gentleman yes. You love it.

•PASSENGER PRINCESS PRIVILEGE. You'll always be connected to the Bluetooth. You never have to drive ever in your life again. His favourite part of driving is you screaming out the lyrics of ur new favourite songs.

He will never tell you how tired he is of listening to the same song over and over and over again. Even if his ears feel like bleeding from listening to the same song again, he'll hold back his tears and just smile. He loves you but he's not a big fan of your music.

"CUS TONIGHT WILL BE THE NIGHT THAT I WILL FALL FOR YO-"

"For the love of GOD- Y/N IF I HEAR YOU SING THAT EMO ASS SONG ONE MORE TIME I'M ACTUALLY GONNA RIP MY HAIR OFF."

"You're so quiet babe, what's up?"

"Huh, nothing... just focusing on the road.. You keep singing, I love your voice hehe."

•Yknow how much it annoys him, youre testing his patience to see when he'll tell you to stop. He wont tho babe, he's getting tortured, stop please. (I unironically love that song)

Haechan:

•I think he's the most princess to ever princess which is why he's perfect at giving princess treatment.

•Also hes very clingy, wont leave you alone for even a minute.

•One time you were cutting fruit with a new knife you had just bought and cut your finger on it. He was so annoying with it;

"NOOO MY BABY GOT AN OUCHIE! NO DON'T TOUCH IT. I'LL GET A BAND-AID. DON'T MOVE."

"Hyuck, its just a small c-" He pecks your lips to shut you up and runs to his room. He runs back and to your surprise shows you a hello kitty band-aid. You laugh at that to which he pouts and claims that "it hurts less with this specific one"

Doesn't even let you wash the cut yourself. He washes it for you, puts antiseptic and lastly puts the bandaid on your finger.

He proudly admires his work and when you thank him he "kisses your ouchie" to which you cringed out for a solid five minutes.

•He's the type to say, "I GOT IT" to everything you're about to do.

Opening a jar? He's got it. Opening your apartment door after a date? GASP YOU JUST GOT A MANICURE, HE'LL DO IT. Reaching for the shelf to grab a mug? He's got his Johnny hyung to get it for you cus he can't reach it either.

•He absolutely thinks it's his job to make you laugh. You literally cannot laugh at another guy's jokes now. Mark is an exception tho, he'll fite you for Mark. How dare you not laugh at a stupid joke Mark made.

•Speaking of fite, He'll let you win all playfights. This is how you know shit is srs between y'all. Haechan is competitive. But he'll let you win. I know its an unpopular opinion.

•Especially if you don't have much in common with Haechan and start showing interest in gaming and ask him to teach you, he'll go very easy on you. Yknow, set his pride aside, let you win a lot of games before actually becoming competitive with you as well. Still he won't ever admit it even years after being together- if you have a particularly bad day, he would let you and not make it very obvious, even if you call him names and make fun of him for being a loser, he'll just have a lovesick smile on his face and stars in his eyes as you're doing a dorky winner dance for beating him.

The 127 boys are very proud of their maknae, he's surely grown a lot. You're both still incredibly immature but they love you together.

•Oh the only down side is you're always competing with Renjun.

"Blink twice if you love Renjun and Mark more than me"

*blinks twice*

"We're done."

"NO. I LOVE THEM BUT I ALSO LOVE YOU. DON'T MAKE ME CHOOSE PLEASE."

•You love him too much to get mad at the fact that he still didnt choose you

Jaemin:

here we go..

my bias wrecker.

•YOU CANNOT DENY He's going to be the best boyfriend ever.

•You want to put ribbons on him? he bought you those himself. the pinkest of pink ribbon for you to tie his hair, biceps, _anything_ with.

•He loves making you flustered.

•Will check up in you every second of the day.

"Did you eat yet? Slept properly? Drink enough water?"

•Nags at you like a mother.

•If you're studying for exam or just working from home in general he'll pop up to check in on you every five minutes with coffee, freshly cut up fruits, chocolates etc.

•If you're too busy to eat, he will pull a chair and sit beside you, stare at you while you work and feed you occassionally.

•When you're tired he'll give you a massage and draw you a pretty bath with rose petals and scented candles and stuff.

•He cannot say no to your puppy eyes. He loves cats but you're the reason he has three.

•Also the type to get jealous of the cats, AND you if you're not giving him attention. He doesnt know whether he wants to be at your place or the cats'.

•HE COOS AT YOU. A LOT. ANYTHING YOU DO. "AIGOOO MY BABY IS SO ADORABLE *insert incoherent wooing noises as he pulls your cheeks* and you're just there like- '🧍😀'

•If you're on a date, you don't even have to ask. He'll already have his camera ready, suggest you cute poses and click pictures for your Instagram. He'd stay up late to edit them himself.

When you're with Na Jaemin you cannot have a blank looking Instagram.

•Overall hes the sweetest and absolutely adorable but he also has a babygirl to take care of. (He himself is a babygirl)

Chenle:

•Oh hes SPOILING and hes SPOILING BADDDD

•Another one to call you princess.

•I saw a reel of him asking his nephew for a kiss before handing him money. THAT'S SO ADORABLE OH MY GOD MY HEART HE'LL DO THAT WITH YOU TOO.

•Even if you're not the type to accept gifts or ask for money he'll MAKE SURE you get used to it because he JUST LOVES SPOILING HIS PRINCESS

•If you're going for a spa or to get your nails done or any type of self care activity and you DONT ask him to pay, he gets mad. he'll sulk, wont talk to you.

"What's the point of being born in a rich family and working hard to earn a living if my girlfriend doesnt want to spend my money?😔"

"CHENLE, I CAN BUY MY OWN GUM FOR GOD'S SAKE. HOW BROKE DO YOU THINK I AM?"

•He loves you so much. Every night when he does his skincare, you're sitting on the bathroom sink and hes doing your skincare as well.

•Another nagger who will ensure you're hydrated and wellfed, keeps track of your period.

"Hello?"

"Open the door, I know you're on your period, I got you heatpacks, pads and chocolates. Let's watch Hamilton and cuddle."

"Lele, marry me."

"Pick your diamond, baby."

AAAAHHH I AM GOING FERAL.

•But, we all know chenle is so much more than just a rich guy, he'll sing you to sleep and stroke your hair whenever you're stressed

•He may be mean and nagging and annoying sometimes but hes such a huge huge softie for you its crazy. Everytime you walk into the room, its all music and wind blowing and time slowing for him. Cliche lover boy and I'm here for it.

•He loves you so much, if you pout at him he'll be on his knees at your service doing anything and everything you tell him to...even aegyo.

"HEY YOU TOLD ME TO DO AEGYO, YOU CANNOT CRINGE OUT NOW. I'M CUTE!!"

Jisung:

•MY BOY PAINTS YOUR NAILS FOR YOU, MESSILY

•He also tries to learn how to cook for you. The first time he cooked, the food tasted like dish soap cus he thought vegetables had to be cleaned with soap.

•Eventually gets better and cooks very comforting meals. They taste like home, you love it. Yknow the type of food that's not too fancy but its warm and make your heart feel full.

•Thats also what loving him would feel like. He wouldn't go OUT and extreme but whatever he does is warm and fills your heart with love for him more everyday.

•Occasional flowers, gets you chocolates/cookies/ice cream everytime you hang out.

•Lot of movie dates, he'll always let you pick the movie. You'll always be the small spoon

•Oh he always pulls your chair at a restaurant. Also has a habit of putting his hand under your shirt and just holding your stomach when cuddling, makes him feel closer to you. Same with hugging, when you hug his hand peeks under your shirt so hes touching your bare back. It's nothing sexual, it's just intimate.

•He would always purposefully leave his hoodies at your place so you dont have to steal them. He's too shy to admit he left them on purpose. Also does it cus if you stole his hoodie, his poor heart wouldn't be able to handle it. It would probably combust into flames.

"You forgot your hoodie at my place."

"Oh shit, well its okay, you can take it. I don't wear it much anyways." and you're just there thinking,

'That's your favourite hoodie man, you'd rot in it if you could.' You don't tease him about it though. Its cute to you that he trusts you with his favourite hoodie.

•He's the type to be jealous of your plushies but then would also go out of his way to buy more for you. He gets sad if you buy new ones.

In his logic, if he buys them for you, he's the father and the kids will be loyal and know their place. But if you buy them, they'll be too greedy to share you with him. Oh please, he talks to trees don't tell me things like these wouldn't cross his mind.

•He loves it when you ask him to pay for dinner cus you usually split the bill. He realised he loves it a BIT TOO MUCH, makes him feel all alpha-protecter, big boy and would start demanding that he pays for dates more often.

Unlike Chenle he's cool with it if you don't like it, he'll turn it down a notch.

•He just wants you to be comfy and he'll always stick to his boundaries while also keeping an eye on you, making sure you're okay, comfortable and happy with him.

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[mrs-elsie-barnes]

Appreciate You | Bucky Barnes x Reader | Mutually Beneficial AU | Drabble

Bucky returns home from a mission and you're desperate to show him how much you appreciate everything he does. But all he wants to do is take care of you.

Warnings: 18+ sexual content, d/s relationship (dom!Bucky & Sub!Reader), thigh riding, handjob, dirty talk. little s for a little bit of smut, F for fluffy.

Dividers by @firefly-graphics & @reveriesources

Masterlist | Bucky Barnes Masterlist | Mutually Beneficial Masterlist

"Babydoll, let me take care of you, I missed you." Bucky removed your hands off the coffee pot and started moving you to the sofa. "No one fuckin' listens to me like you do, not going another mission without my best agent." He'd rushed straight from the Quinjet, still dressed to the nines in his suit, tie slightly undone and a smallest splash of blood on his cuff.

You chuckled, "I should hope no one listens to you quite like I do," you winked, kissing his cheek and squeezing his forearms.

"That's true," he kissed you back, the taste of him was wonderful and familiar, a balm for the anxiety you'd been feeling, god - you'd missed him so much. "But it is nice to come back to you. Look at you, all cute and snuggly from bed at 4am, just for me. Let me at least get my little Babydoll a coffee." He rubbed his nose against yours, running his hands over your shoulders and down your back, drawing you closer.

You let him guide you to the sofa, but when he tried to get you to sit you shifted, making him fall over you. His dog tag dangled infront of your face mirroring the little silver necklace at your throat with the matching tag, and you shivered at the view. His dishevelled hair and smart suit, the hint of the man underneath now so enticingly close.

"But, Sarge, you've been away and busy, saving the world," and maybe you exaggerated, giving him a little pout, but only because you knew he needed the praise as much as you did, the reassurance that he really was doing something important now. "I wanted to welcome you home, make you feel good." You ran your palm down his chest towards the growing bulge in his formal trousers and squeezed, not noticing his quiet gasp, drowned out by your own moan at the hard feeling of him under your grasp.

You had woken up to see the Quinjet land on the pad in the compound, desperate to welcome your Sergeant back home and had been feeling wet and needy since. In a hurry to meet him you'd thrown on one of his shirts and a pair of shorts, switched the already prepped coffee pot on and run bare foot through the compound to meet him.

You'd thrown yourself into his arms and let him carry you back to your rooms, but now he was being difficult, resisting you attention when all you wanted to do was serve him and make him feel good.

"God, Baby, the things you do to me," his lips, hips, whole body pressing you into the sofa, the smell of his sweat and his cologne surrounding you. He was so impossibly hard already, the length of him grinding against your core.

"Just wanna appreciate you, Sergeant Barnes," you cooed into his ear, kissing at the little spot that made him growl and paw at you. He was cracking a little, letting you grind up against him, " please - sir," you whispered coyly.

"You're very naughty, you know," he groaned in return, low and dark in your ear, "but - fine, I give up. Get me a coffee, Babydoll and then we'll see," he slapped your ass lightly as you stood, his shirt riding up over your hips as you skipped over to the kitchen, much too awake for this early.

You returned with a huge mug of pitch black coffee full of sugar. Bucky used his left hand to take it, the mug itself hot, prewarmed under the tap just how he liked it.

"Where's yours, Babydoll?" He picked his head up from the back of the sofa, watching you slink back slowly, dropping to your knees and running your hands over his thighs.

"I want something else, Sarge," you looked up at him through your lashes, "I think you want it too? Let me take care of you. Drink your coffee, I'll make you feel good and then I'll run you a nice -" you placed a kiss to his clothed thigh, "hot," kiss, "bath," you kissed the inside of his thighs, feeling the rough scratch of his suit and the tight muscle underneath, getting higher and higher until you could mouth over his throbbing cock, held back only by a zipper and straining button.

"Come up here, Babydoll, sit on my knee so I can kiss you," Bucky unzipped his trousers revealing the aching tip of his cock, his hand took yours, sliding through the slick together as you gave him a few tight pumps. He let his head fall back, giving you the space you craved to kiss and bite along the exposed skin, his scruff against your cheek and his heartbeat wild under your lips had you rubbing against it.

"That's it, Baby," he soothed into your ear, one hand on your hip, encouraging you to rub your arousal over his leg, "you make your Sergeant cum like a good girl and then what I want, what I really want, is to take you to our room," he kissed your cheek, humming against your warm skin, "I'm going to take you to our room and watch you fall apart on my cock," his words had you squirming on him, his hands holding you still, one on your hip, the other over yours as he released over your clenched fingers.

[chaneajoyyy]

SIR LEWIS HAMILTON FANFICTION

down bad series, forever is a long time series, obesessed with you series, revindicare series, flight rendezvous, bad for you mini series ( with 'where you belong and what happened in hawaii"), try me, daddy's got you, the artn of eating p*ssy, maps, super soaker, safety net, give me besos, full throttle, full throttle extended, cupid's kisses, touch starved, what kinks lewis has, "do i feel good daddy? you like that?", "look at yourself", cockwarming lewis, sinful and unholy thoughts 1&2, anal exploration, picture drabble, picture drabble 2, first time after pregnancy, never too mad at you, marks, case closed, it's been a while- @mauvecherie-writes

plus baby makes three, she calls me daddy now, one night; 1,2,3; if this is love... mini series; a long time coming series, just do it, show me, 4am drunk calls, forever & ever & ever & ever --- but not right now, lil' love, true peace, thirsty or parched series, taste the rainbow, love will remember, anon ask 'imagine... headcanon, forgive me, i am not a sinner mini series (search lewis hamilton fanfiction)- @royallyprincesslilly

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imagine series- @writinginfinite

the hamilton series- @yourstrulynix

bubble baths; god, i love you, motivate, wildside, we're meant to be, you're all mine, lace fantasy, baby angel, temporary fix/2, mykonos, partition, my champion, dress, the 1 series, purple frosting, baby steps, moments, on his thighs/ 2 (on his tongue), toffee- imthebadguyyy

call it what you want series- l@lew8s

lazy mornings, miami, fighting and making up, love songs, premiere, knight in a black race suit- @theundercoversquid

soft, soulmate shorts series- @itsfeckinwimdy

our cave, collapsing/epilogue, feel so close, freefall, in our humid afternoon, feel its idle hum, til kingdom come, ocean blue, when we're cheek to cheek (i feel it in my teeth), lay all your love on me, lights out, slow show, out your hands on me, between days, only now i see the light, a familiar home, take me back so tenderly, i stand in ruins behind you, both our skin, just the two of us, short form fics (lh)- @lewisyellowhelmet

the final push, matchmaker (search: lewis hamilton x reader)- @justjams2003

getting eloped (search: lewis hamilton)- @venus2eros

expect the unexpected, the best mistake, worth the wait-(search: lewis hamilton imagine)- @pierregas1yx

tiny hands (search lewis hamilton x reader)-@bellinghamilton

untouchable/2, the merc boys (search lewis hamilton)-@yungbludz

good boy- @tamix44

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graduation- @saintslewis

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***IF YOU HAVE LEWIS HAMILTON FICS HIT MY LINE!!!***

[rathwald]

((I messed with ideas and this image above was enough to write a short drabble on since I was planning on pumping out delayed bfa-era writing anyway.))

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How long had it been since he became a prisoner of the Forsaken? The dark stone prisons offered no sunlight to count the days, and the moments he was allowed to see the sky, the bleak overcast blocked any light of hope and mocked Breerdon’s grief with the occasional rain. Footsteps echoed from the shadows across the prison as they broke the monotonous drips coming from the ceiling. A slender figure appeared, obviously Forsaken, slightly hunched over but exuding confidence.  The undead stopped in front of every cell that contained an imprisoned alliance soldier, assessing their condition with thoughtful attention. A few times he leaned forward to get a better look. His frequent sighs revealed whenever he was displeased.

His yellow eyes, as they glowed with that unnatural undeath, darted from cell to cell but instantly locked onto Breerdon the moment they crossed him. The eyes of the Forsaken did not look away. They did not blink.  The aging but still bold knight did nothing but stare back at the monster; it felt like the only act defiance that was possible. “Here’s someone I never thought I’d see again...” The Forsaken’s voice was soft, calming, but was lined with a taunting that sowed unease. Slow steps to Breerdon’s cell, he crouched down so that he was eye-to-eye with him. “You’re so much older now... and fatter. Those white hairs do you no justice.” The facetious remarks, Breerdon was slightly taken aback. The Forsaken did not smile as he jested as if he were completely serious. Breerdon leaned backwards and away from the forsaken, eye narrowing with scrutiny. That voice. Those eyes. 

“Old friend. My Lord. Sir Knight.” The Forsaken continued to revel at Breerdon’s confusion and baited for more. 

But Breerdon finally realized it.   “My squire, is that you?”

[dourpeep]

you asked for albedo stuff yesterday and i forgot to give you some 🥲 here

-Albedo bites the ends of his pencil/pen while in deep thought

-He covers his mouth while laughing

-His hair is a huge problem to becoming messy so he usually keeps it in one style bc he sucks at styling hair

-I believe he would hyperfocus on a meal until he starts to hate it and goes onto another

-Probably sleeps on his back or stomach

-Quietly sings to himself when he's alone doing experiments

-his hands are probably soft as hell

-he probably bounces his leg when stressed

-I cant decide whether or not he's always cold or always hot (wearing his jacket everywhere but seems fine at dragonspine??)

-would break klee out of jail

-he always tries to have at least one meal with klee

WAIT SHIT I FORGOT ABOUT THIS--

definitely a pleasant surprise nodnod always a treat to have more Albedo, thank you for the food, Chi OTL

I'll write a little about each one b/c I have no self control and I'm feeling inspired by ur headcanons so lets goooooo ehehehe

They'll be a mix between imagines and drabbles!

Enjoy the food :3c

Contains: Albedo x gn!Reader, some standalone Albedo, Klee, fluff

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- Breaking Habits -

"Albedo? You're doing it again-"

He blinks, shifting to remove the tip of his pencil from his lips, frowning when little indents come into view.

"Hm...it appears to be so."

Really, the Chief Alchemist has tried to wean himself off the habit, taking to coating the butt ends of his writing utensils with a horrid concoction of qingxin and jueyun chili, but the moment he slips into his usual daily tasks, it arises once more. The bitter spiciness is a taste that he still has not forgotten.

When his brows crease and his gaze seems to burn into the pencil, you offer a smile. With a kiss pressed to his temple, you take it from his loose grasp, setting it down on the table's surface.

A few weeks later, it dawns on him that the touch of wood to his lips evokes the memory of your gentle reminder. Without fail, he sets his pencil down in search of a sweet to busy himself with instead.

- His Laugh -

I can just imagine him with his hand lifted to cover his mouth, a smile tugging at his lips and his eyes slightly squinted. It's something that'd happen almost instantaneously--he doesn't intend to hide his smile but for some reason he can't help but do it.

An endearing habit that you've come to look for.

Regardless-

If you lower his hand and pepper him with a few little kisses, you'll get another giggle out of him before a kiss.

- Hairstyles -

Albedo only knows two ways to do hair: Klee's twin pigtails and his own half-up braid.

Over the past three years of his residency in Mond, it's become a sort of trademark. The assumption that it's just how he likes to style his hair has long since been accepted as truth--and really, he does prefer the style.

Though...

"Mr Albedo? Perhaps you should try to tie it all up instead...?"

The stray wisps of bangs that escape from the securely tied braid fall into his face and distract him from the task at hand. There's also the ever-present tickle right where the blond locks fall around his jaw. Surely, this shouldn't prove to be a problem considering he always has this style...right?

Needless to say, the smell of singed hair makes him choke and the Alchemist finds himself pulling away to tie his hair properly.

It's simple.

Or at least that's what he has been stuck repeating like a mantra as he stares at his reflection, unhappy with the way there's a strange bit of hair that refuses to stay tied. Sighing, he undoes his pony tail and tries again.

Hm.

No, now it's lopsided...certainly can't have that.

- Mealtime -

First, two little ears peek up above the surface of the counter besides him. Then, two little eyes belonging to a stuff rabbit toy followed by a red hat--

"Klee?"

The little girl stares at the fish steaks sizzling away on the pan, displeasure on her features despite the incredibly enticing smell. With unmatched resolve, she huffs.

"Big brother, Klee doesn't want fish again-"

Ah, right.

He's been in another of those moods, the particular taste and texture of the fish mingling with the salted butter, simple sauce, and lightly seasoned veggies sounding so much more appealing compared to nearly any other dish he's tried to enjoy in the past two weeks. It's without a doubt Albedo's all-time favorite dish. Perfect for someone with a small appetite and a need for something quick, filling, and nutritious.

"What would you like then?"

Ultimately (and truly, Albedo wasn't surprise), the little knight requested a serving of 'Fishy Toast'. Cutting up one of the fillets he'd fried, he laughs and shakes his head.

- Sleep Time -

When you come home, it's already dark, the streetlamps lining the cobbled road illuminating the front door as you fish out your key.

"Albedo? I'm back-"

Soft snoring punctuates the silence.

With a fond smile, you remove your shoes and make your way to the make-shift 'sleep station' set up on the couch. Sure enough, with his face shoved at an awkward angle against a pillow, Albedo lays on his stomach holding a second pillow to his chest.

As much as you'd rather not wake him (after all, he's barely gotten sleep over the past few days with how busy it's been), you kneel besides the couch to gently shake him awake.

"Bedo? Bedo, lets go to bed-"

He shoves his face further into his pillow, muttering something about waiting for results. But the silence that follows only lasts so long until he sighs and opens his bleary eyes.

"Welcome home," he mumbles, carefully shuffling best he can closer to meet your lips.

With a stretch and sigh, he sits up. Blond hair sticks up from the top of his head and to his cheek, some parts tangled despite his attempts to prevent it--your hair shouldn't tangle if you sleep on your stomach, right?

Holding back your laugh, you help him up so that the two of you can get ready to sleep.

- Singing -

Most often if not nearly each day, if you pass by the Favonius HQ's workshop, you might catch the soft sound of singing. A light sound that drifts from the partly-cracked door echoes into the empty hallway. Regardless of the traffic outside, it shows no sign of stopping, so you easily can sit right outside and listen.

It's not shy, though, even as the man's dulcet tone comes out gently, and there are days that the lyrics that slip from his tongue are of other regions.

Perhaps if you ever approach the Chief Alchemist, you might be able to convince him to sing just a short little tune. He'll oblige, though a soft dusting of pink will cover his cheeks as he does.

- Hands -

"My hands?"

Albedo watches as you tug off his gloves, head cocked to the side curiously. The moment his hands are free from their confines, you press a kiss to his palm and intertwine your fingers.

"Do you use lotion or something?"

He laughs.

"...Not that I am aware of...?"

When you squeeze his hand once, he squeezes yours back three times before bringing your joined hand to his cheek. Resting against them, his eyes close.

"Why do you ask?"

He feels you take his other hand as well, turning it over palm-side up, your fingertips tracing over the lines that adorn it's surface.

The tenderness of your touch is enough to make his heart stutter in his chest.

"Mmm...no reason."

- Leg Bouncing -

Whenever Albedo bounces his leg sitting at the Dragonspine workshop, a curse or two will slip out the moment his knee bangs against the wood.

Even being considered short, the table has decided to lay just low enough for him to cause minor injury to himself.

Shaking his head, he rubs at his knee to rid himself of the dull ache before continuing his observations at hand.

- His Jacket -

Wait okay but like...what if he actually has different versions of the same jacket? They look virtually the same but there's some of lighter material for warmer days, 'standard' ones for day-to-day use, and heavier ones lined with warm, soft fabric to insulate heat when he's on Dragonspine.

Same with his tights. I do know for a fact that there are tights lined with fleece that are incredibly warm and comfortable!!

- Escapees -

"You need to be very quiet, alright?"

Once more in the dark of the night, Albedo finds himself awake within the walls of the Favonius Headquarters.

Now...Klee technically wasn't grounded, so technically escorting her out of the so called 'solitary confinement' wasn't against any rule. To be fair, the room itself also wasn't really that either, judging by the child-themed decor, soft bed, books littering the floor, and the little table that sits just off to the opposite side of the room.

So! Albedo was certain that there wasn't any harm in what he was doing.

Not that he wasn't still sneaking around on his little improvised rescue mission.

He looks back to Klee, the little girl now wide awake and hanging on to his hand tightly.

When the morning comes, he sighs, crouched sitting on one of the child-sized chairs in the solitary confinement room, Klee peacefully snoozing in bed.

If only Jean wasn't pulling an all-nighter last night as well.

- Very Early Breakfasts -

Klee wakes up to the smell of sweet berry jam and chocolate in the air.

Clumsily, she slips out from under the covers with Dodoco cradled in her arms, padding along the wooden floors on her way to the kitchen.

"Big brother...?" She rubs the sleep from her eyes waiting for him to turn around.

"Oh, good morning Klee-"

"What time is it?"

That, Albedo decided, was a very good question. Especially considering that he hadn't yet gone to sleep and instead shuffled through the kitchen in the early hours of the day to make pancakes. If he had to guess--and he took a quick peek out the window despite the darkness of the early morning lending no clue--he'd say it was nearing 4am.

"Early. Go ahead and sit down, breakfast is almost ready."

The plate is presented to her with a brilliant smile, the Chief Alchemist satisfied to be able to keep his promise with her to always share a meal. But...the fluffy pancakes and freshly made whipped cream were also a source of his brightened mood.

Even though he knew he'd have no time to sleep and pack for his next Dragonspine expedition, the lack of sleep was worth seeing the sudden widening of eyes and delighted giggle from his younger sibling.

He could always take a quick nap at the base camp, anyway.

[mixtapejunkie]

Welcome to anyone who wants to play, you're all welcome here.

I do DBD and DBD related content, not limited to but including violence, murder and psychological trauma. If you don't like that, you might want to move on.

Born in '87, and female mun. Very few issues with RPing, also reposting any drabbles that are relevant here from my main blog. I'll also reblog art I like here.

Muse is a 19yo Frank Morrison, aka the Legion from dead by daylight. Anyone can ask anything, feel free to reblog some memes and stuff if you'd like to interact.

Frank's faceclaim is Dylan O'Brien, specifically Nogitsune!Stiles.

Shipping will be at my discretion, but I'll probably play Frank as Bi, much like my Waylon, friendly to OCs, canon compliant or canon divergent. (friendly is a relative term, he's going to be a dick.)

For NSFW content, you must be 18+. Non Negotiable.

Am on UK time here, so don't panic if I don't insta-reply! (I do sometimes come to browse if I'm awake at 4am)

Drabbles for AU where Frank was adopted by Waylon are the Adopting the Feral series.

DBD Verse Drabbles are labelled as such.

AU where Frank becomes a Banshee is the Playing With Dead Things series. Heavily features @e-temmu.

Wolf!Frank who is rescued from a dog fight ring and assumed to be a dog is the rescued feral tag

Open starters are posted frequently for anyone to reblog and enjoy, also appropriately tagged.

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KTH: Friends with Benefits AU

List of all Taehyung fics under 'Friends with Benefits' AU:

* ² - two shots s - contains smut sm - social media format

* Last updated: 30/04/2023

D R A B B L E S

[drabble] by bangtaninink Summary: “So! I accidentally called you the 'love of my life' today. Isn't that hilarious?”

[drabble] by noteguk s prohibited relationship, infidelity au

[drabble] by taestefully-in-luv

[drabble] by yoonpobs s angst, rivals au, PWP

[drabble] by yukheii college au

2:41 AM by likeastarstar gang au

7:14 PM by likeastarstar

7:41PM by mimithings97 s PWP Summary: FuckBuddy Tae spitting in your mouth.

7:41PM Pt.2 by mimithings97 s PWP Summary: FuckBuddy Tae wanting a taste of you early in the morning.

A Little While by noteguk s angst Summary: In which Taehyung realizes that he was wrong in thinking that being friends with benefits with you wouldn’t backfire.

A Passing Pleasure by vyduan s friends au Summary: Set in The Apartment Complex series. Taehyung asks you if you and Jimin are exclusive f*ck buddies, because he’s not stupid – and apparently, you’re not exactly quiet.

* Bad Decisions by 94hixtape s college au, friends au, PWP Summary: Dry humping.

Blazed on You by bangtansocean Summary: Your best friend Taehyung and you gather for your weekly smoking session.

Candy Cane by hamsterclaw s friends au Summary: You wake up with your head in Taehyung’s lap, and he shows you how his dick is as sweet as candy.

* Church by yoongiphoria s infidelity au Summary: It’s not unlike praying at an altar, you think, the way you’re kneeling before him.

Discreet Packaging by mintjoonlep s friends au Summary: You just wanted a new toy that wasn’t too big. Tae just wanted to show you how much fun something ‘too big’ can be.

Friends With Benefits by blu-joons

FWB with BTS [AO3] by btssmutgalore s Summary: How Taehyung acts as your friend with benefits.

Hello, Oh, You're Looking So Fine by sor-vette homewrecker!Tae Summary: Some people said he became stupid the day he fell in love with you.

“I don’t think friends do this.” by honeytae s

“I’m Yours.” by cutechim s Summary: No matter how many times he breaks your heart, you always find yourself back in his bed.

Not Mine Alone by yoongiphoria s staff!reader, idol au Summary: When Taehyung catches you flirting with Seokjin, he wants to remind you just who you belong to.

Pieces by yoonia s Summary: When he wants to make a new deal.

Shower Tease by 7waystreet s college au Summary: Taehyung doesn't care if you're in a rush to get to your university; he'll make sure to tease you until you forget everything else and only beg for him.

Soft™ Taehyung by gimmethatagustd s

Sweet Lies by illneverrecover s mafia au Summary: “My eyelashes are stuck together because you made me cry.” + “Are we starting this fight where we ended it yesterday?”

Vertical Arithmetic by xotoosweet s financial analyst!reader, idol au, PWP Summary: The mathematics of the two of you may never work out, but you still like his attempts at solving your equation.

“You come into my room and wake me up at 4am to cuddle?” by fortunexkookie s

You’re the Worst by here2bbtstrash s friends au Summary: You decide to turn the tables on your shameless best friend.

“You’re welcome to stay if you want” by bangtanficsforyou college au

O N E S H O T S

Acquainted by dewykth s wc~2.3k / angst, motorcyclist!Taehyung, married!reader, unrequited feelings Summary: There he goes again. Wishing for too much. Silly boy, doesn’t he already know he will never have you the way he wants?

Any Way You Want It by noteguk s wc~6.6k / friends au, PWP Summary: In which your best friend, Taehyung, finds out about your unsatisfying sexual experiences and decides to put an end to that track record himself.

Baddie by kth1fics s wc~4.8k / gang member!Taehyung, situationship, PWP Summary: The bad boy in your life, Kim Taehyung, comes visiting once again for his basic needs to be met.

Boundaries by kooktrash s wc~4.4k / ex-FWB Summary: No one knows about the two weeks last summer where all you did was spend nights in his arms. It was never supposed to happen, but as it rounds that time of the year again you can’t help but fall into the same pattern, neither of you could avoid it anymore.

Can’t Flaunt What’s Not Yours by turtletaemin s wc~6k Summary: “You’re the one always saying how you wouldn’t give a fuck if I were to up and leave. The one that told me I can’t flaunt you because you’re not mine,” he says, stepping away from you to run a hand through his hair. “And you’re telling me you like me?”

Conceptual Devil by yeoldontknow s wc~3.6k / classical violinist!Taehyung, PWP Summary: As Taehyung’s Muse, he often calls you when he needs you the most.

Crazy for You by oddinary4bts s wc~46.8k / best friend's brother, idol au Summary: You’ve known Kim Taehyung your whole life. When you meet again at a party hosted by your best friend, alcohol looses your lips and you spill your secrets to your childhood crush. Will Taehyung give in to your desire, or will you be struck by remorse?

Curiosity by tayegi s wc~5k / friends au, PWP Summary: "Hey, ___. This reddit post says that a vagina feels like the inside of your cheek. Is that true?"

Dick on the Go by jeonggukingdom s wc~20.7k / childhood friends au, PWP Summary: It was all shits and giggles when you and Taehyung were desperate seniors in High School, having no idea what to do with your lives, wondering if you’d ever find a decent job or even graduate in the first place. It is not so funny anymore when you come home from the big city to enjoy your vacation time and you find his sex-shop right in front of the house you grew up in when you were a kid. “If nothing works out I’m just gonna open a sex shop and call it something obnoxious like ‘Dick on the Go’ or something with a stupid zucchini logo flashing on top of the building.” He had said one time. Shit, you had no idea he actually meant it.

Dirty Habits by taendrils s wc~9.4k / fighter au, PWP Summary: The fire burning within you craves to break Taehyung’s patience, he craves to ruin you, leave you bruised up and pretty and his. Or at least, to give you the illusion of it so you never misbehave again. From there, it’s game on.

Feedback by yminie s wc~11.1k / ft JHS, friends au, PWP Summary: You’re feeling a little insecure about something your friend had said, and your besties Tae and Hobi are there to help you out.

I'll Stop Tomorrow by dreamyjoons s wc~2.8k / angst Summary: You know it has to end.

If You Don't Ask Me to Stay by yoongiphoria s wc~4k / angst, exes au Summary: Every December, you go back to your hometown - for the one person who is always waiting.

Infamous by sugaxjpg s wc~12.5k / college au, fuckboy au Summary: You would rather die than to have someone figure out about your sexual escapades with Local Fuckboy, Kim Taehyung. It was an ego thing.

It's Sweet by here2bbtstrash wc~4.3k Summary: You forgot to call out sick from your dick appointment, but he stays anyway.

Just for Practice by h0neypjm s wc~5.3k / friends au, PWP Summary: "I think we should normalise giving head to your friends as practice."

Let It Snow by suga-kookiemonster s wc~18.8k Summary: It all started by accident, but it continues by choice—even before you began sleeping together, things with your friend Taehyung have always been comfortable and easy. Simple, and this new arrangement between you is certainly no exception to that rule. Well…that’s definitely what you thought before a major snowstorm traps the two of you in his apartment over the holidays. Now? Now, it is quickly becoming apparent that things are a bit more complicated than you realized.

Love is a Foolish Thing by whitesparrows97 s wc~20k Summary: Falling in love… it sounded so simple. Falling. Like one wrong step, a small stumble and you were deeply in love. But there was nothing easy about love.

Matcha Lattes, Unfinished Letters, Velvet Cuffs... by jjkxla s wc~4.3k / idol au Summary: Taehyung and Vogue work abroad for his next photoshoot, but he uses this longtime break he is also in to bring his well known friends on this trip overseas into the French landscapes. The reader, happily taking this chance to spend more time with him, enjoys a well deserved vacations by being tied on Taehyung's bed.

Mine to Claim by jimilter s wc~13k / werewolf au Summary: You are in love with Taehyung, your Alpha. But he just sees you as the Omega bitch that helps him relieve stress by letting him use her body however he likes. And you’ve come to be okay with that, because you know you are no good for him. But now with your heat coming up and the pressure on Taehyung to find a Queen increasing exponentially, will your ties with him severe forever? Or will they bloom into something else?

My Favorite Things [AO3] by goodsoop s wc~2.6k / friends au Summary: Your friend Taehyung, won’t stop moaning over your holiday cookies, dropping compliments left and right has you dripping in the kitchen.

Never More by seokth wc~2.3k / angst Summary: It started as just one night. But one night turned into two, two turned into five, and five turned into a whole year.

Say Something, Say Anything by kookstempo wc~6.2k / ft JJK, love triangle au Summary: In the process of figuring out whether Taehyung likes you the way you like him, you don't expect to fall for one of his close friends, Jungkook, and all the chaos that ensues.

This is Me Trying by kookstempo wc~8.6k / love triangle au Summary: You explore the aftermath Taehyung and Jungkook's fight brought to your lives and relationships. You have some decisions to make.

Supernova by whatifyoulivelikethat s wc~4.7k / friends au, PWP Summary: Kim Taehyung is your best friend. Considering him as anything more was asking for a collapsed relationship. You two were just two points in the sky, side by side, always shining together. Stars aren’t meant to collide, right?

Taehyung and reader are best friends who hook up by loon4joon s wc~3k / PWP

The Sheets by kth1 s wc~6.8k / idol au Summary: On your night out with the gals you get hit up by the one and only, Kim Taehyung, who’s been eyeing all of your Instagram stories. It’s no shocker that he attempts to get you back to his place once you finally decide to leave the club because this isn’t your first rodeo with the determined and insanely hot, fuckboy.

The Text by taetaesbaebaepsae s wc~2k Summary: You’re fine with just being friends with Taehyung….until you get the text, that is.

The Wings of a Devil by jinpire s wc~6k / idol au, vampire au Summary: Taehyung has a particular way of feeding that inspires the sweetest of love-hate feelings in you.

To the Sun and Back by sugaxjpg s wc~18.7k / angst, surfer!Taehyung, coworkers au Summary: Your summer job as a receptionist at the Apollo Resort had the promise of being a safe getaway for your accumulated stress, but it all turned upside down when you met the charming surf instructor named Kim Taehyung.

T W O S H O T S / S E R I E S

4:23 AM by satnin-darling s idol au Summary: You indirectly confessed to Yoongi. Well, it was all Taehyung’s fault (you don’t know that yet). So in the midst of drowning yourself in your sorrows, Taehyung comes to visit you because inadvertently, he too has a broken heart. Then, a misunderstanding, followed by an apology. But the apology was not in the way that you think an apology should have been, and maybe, just maybe, you’d find it in yourself forgive him.

Our Gray Winter by vyduan s ex-FWB Summary: In the feminine products aisle of the grocery store, you bump into Taehyung, your ex-college friends-with-benefits, after your divorce from Jungkook. You are so, so lonely.

Please Love Me by muniimyg s sm fuckboy!Taehyung, fuckgirl!reader Summary: These days, Taehyung realizes he spends most of his time in between your legs and lost in his thoughts — trying to convince himself that he’d rather your body than half of your heart.

Songs about You: Rhapsody ² by taegularities s CEO!Taehyung, friends to lovers Summary: “The feeling of him never got old - and right in this moment, it felt newer than ever before.” Both of your touches used to fit your little agreement to fulfill your desires whenever you needed it - when had exactly these touches started to become a quiet whisper in the back of your mind that had you yearn for so much more than just careless nights?

Talk [pt2] [pt3] [pt4] [pt5] by gukslut s college au Summary: Finals week is kicking your ass, thank goodness you have a friend to help you relieve some stress. It’s a great arrangement, as long as no one finds out… as long as you don’t catch feelings. What could go wrong?

Unspoken Rules by latetaektalk s college au Summary: Sticking to rules was a lot harder when they were unspoken and a certain fuckboy was involved. Or 1. No strings attached. 2. No telling others. 3. No getting to know each other.

Vacancy ² by ppersonna s idol au Summary: Spending the night with Taehyung was like standing too close to a fire. The warmth, pleasant at first, became a ravaging inferno soon after.

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Funny Drabble Game

Drabble Prompts; fluff | angst | funny (when requesting PLEASE add which prompt list it is from)

Can have up to 3 prompts per request + can send multiple requests.

They will all be written for fem reader. I’m very sorry about this, it is just because of what I know/have experience in writing.

Please format requests as follows; funny member prompt # or #s.

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Drabble Prompts [credit; https://justforshitsandcackles.tumblr.com ]

“You’re such a fun drunk.”

“Since my dog likes you then i guess i like you.”

“Tell them to fuck off.”

“It’s six o’clock in the morning, you’re not having vodka.”

“I want to strangle you 99% of the time.”

“Could you not suck for five minutes?”

“The ladies love a guy who’s good with kids.”

“You can’t banish me! This is my bed/bedroom too!”

“You’re seriously like a man-child.”

“Well thats tragic.”

“I’m too sober for this.”

“You are actually insane!”

“I think you’re actually satan.”

“It’s like -50 degrees in here.”

“Laugh at my jokes! They’re funny and you know it!”

“Sorry isn’t going to help when i kick your ass!”

“Don’t let one of them electrocute themselves or something.”

“Welcome back. Now fucking help me.”

“Do you find this amusing, fuck face?”

“Holy shit! That thing is huge!”

“Don’t kink shame me.”

“I hope i’m never stuck with you on a deserted island.”

“I just cleaned that!”

“Don’t get sassy with me!”

“What do you have behind your back?”

“If you interrupt me one more time, so help me god.”

“Not to toot my own horn or anything, but the dog loves me more.”

“I’m going to put on some clothes before you say anything else.”

“Bite me.” “If you insist.”

“Im not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.”

“I need you to be my fake girlfriend/boyfriend.”

“Can you stop playing connect the dots with my freckles?”

“You snuck into my room, at 4am..to cuddle?”

“If we get caught i’m blaming you.”

“What? No! I wasn’t staring..i-i was looking at something behind you!”

“I locked the keys in the car.”

“This is why we can’t have nice things.”

“Wait a minute. Are you jealous?”

“Define normal.”

“Do i get bonus points if i act like i care?”

“Just remember if we get caught, you’re deaf and i don’t speak english.”

“Don’t look for any redeeming qualities. I don’t have any.”

“And you wonder why you’re single.”

“Remind me to kill you. Please.”

“I’m listening to you. I’m just not paying attention.”

“She’s crazy. and just when you think you’ve reached the bottom of her craziness, theres a crazy underground garage.”

“Sorry. I don’t speak skank.”

“My middle finger salutes you.”

“I don’t think i could ever stab someone. I mean, lets be honest, i can barely get the straw in the capri sun.”

“I don’t have enough middle fingers to let you know how i feel.”

“Somebodys cranky.” “Somebody needs to shut up.”

“All due respect but thats a bunch of crap.”

“I am one of the few people in the world who can murder you and leave no forensic evidence behind.”

“Excuse me. I have to go make a scene.”

“What did i tell you about calling him/her the devil?” “That it’s offensive to the devil?”

“I heard that!” “You were supposed to!”

“I’m not weird. I’m limited edition.”

“If history repeats itself, i am so getting a dinosaur.”

“You seem somewhat familiar. have i threatened you before?”

“Even when we were kids, i always kicked your ass!”

“Sarcasm is the body’s natural reaction to stupidity.”

“Don’t look in her eyes, she might steal your soul.”

“She’s hot, but she’s evil.”

“Do i regret it? Yes. Would i do it again? Probably.”

“You’re going to burn in a very special level in hell. A level they reserve for child molesters, animal abusers, and people who talk at the theater.”

“I’m not a damsel in distress. i’m a damsel doing damage.”

“Sometimes i question my sanity. Occasionally it replies.”

“Why should we date?” “Because we’re attracted to each other.” “I am attracted to pie, but i do not feel the need to date pie.”

“Why does everyone assume the worst of me.” “It saves time.”

“You’ve successfully cured him/her of anything interesting about his/her personality.”

“Neither one of us is drunk enough for this conversation.”

“Wow somebody needs a happy meal.”

“I didn’t do it!” “Then why are you laughing?” “Because whoever did it is a freaking genius.”

“Idiots. I’m surrounded by idiots.”

“You couldn’t handle me even if i came with instructions.”

“Obviously you have mistaken me for somebody who gives a shit.”

“I’m so glad you could come.” “Cut the crap. give me a drink.”

“Where have you been all my life?” “Hiding from you.”

“I can tell that you think what you’re saying is funny, but…no.”

“If you pull out my earphones, i will pull out your lungs.”

“Ah, he’s playing hard-to-get. thats cute.”

“I feel like a freakin’ soccer mom.”

“My ex? Yeah id still hit that. Except this time it would be with a car or a baseball bat.”

“Such big evil in such a little thing.”

“For the love of fuck.” “Yep, thats me. i love to fuck.”

“Are you ready to go?” “Yeah. let me grab my machete.” “We’re going to sephora. no machetes needed.”

Clears throat seriously, “Yas bitch.”

“No road trip is complete without the snacks. So go in there and buy everything you can fit in a tiny cart.”

“I’m all for making you miserable by being insufferable, but unfortunately i have things to do today.”

“Come on, you can help me make conspiracy theories. If you make an especially good one, ill pay for dinner.”

“You know what? Why not? I haven’t ruined my life yet this week. Lets go.”

“Do these dark circles under my eyes say nothing to you about how i am doing?”

“If i didn’t know you better, id say you were trying to flirt by giving me books.”

“What are you talking about? Im hilarious!”

“Duct tape? Duct tape is not going to fix this!”

“What did you think? That you were going to fight him?”

“You’re blocking the view.” “I am the view.”

“Why are you on the floor?” “Tying my shoe.” “You’re wearing rain-boots.”

“Cant stop me from slaying!”

“Close your eyes and imagine it, all the dogs in the world.”

“Be careful, he’s so sweet you might get diabetes.”

“Would you reconsider if i was sober?”

“Stop running i’m wearing flip flops!”

“Why are you holding your boobs?”

“I wouldn’t call it stalking, more like far distance admiring.”

“You need to stop making her laugh! you’re ruining her makeup!”

“I’m sure i can get some kind of sexual gratification from just staring at him if i try hard enough.”

“I’m not sure if its a sexual thing or not.”

“I’m either in the mood for french fries or to rip someone’s head off. Hmmm. decisions, decisions.”

“If you’re not out of the shower in the next five minutes, i’m going to cut your fucking hair off to make your life quicker.”

“No, i will not dress up as a chicken.”

“I never told my extended family that we broke up, and now they want to know when you’re coming over for dinner again.”

“I need a date to my relatives wedding, and i’ve already asked literally everyone else i know, so i know you probably hate me, but please say yes. Otherwise they’ll try to set me up with someone, and they have awful taste.”

“One more sound and i swear to-”

“Sometimes when (name) texts me, i just pretend they didn’t so i don’t have to respond.”

“You gave our pigeon boyfriend the wrong beans!”

“If i’m like 50 and still single, ill marry you because tax benefits.”

“Please, never have children.”

“I know its like 11pm, but i’m on my way to your house with nacho fries.”

“Sometimes i wish i was gay so i wouldn’t have to deal with all these dumbass boys.

“You know, would’ve been nice if you told me your whole ass family was coming to this dinner! I look like a troll.”

“Im going to the party to pet the dog, no thanks drugs.”

“I hope in college i get some excuse to deck him. Maybe with a bottle or something, ill wing it and be like “oops, sorry shithead, my hand slipped.”

“What is this shit…i’m just trying to graduate.”

“Ooo, i sense attitude in your tone.”

“Guess who only got two hours of sleep? Me, lol, i’m gonna die.“

“I’m gonna strangle you.” “Is that a threat or a promise?”

“Superheroes aren’t allowed in my house, especially after they’ve destroyed my living room. go away.”

“oh you’re coming. even if i have to drag you through the snow in your pajamas.”

“i swear you’re gonna end up getting like botox in your tits or something.” “well i mean-” “whAT DO YOU MEAN?!”

[cap-ironman]

Cap-IM Fanwork Like it's 2012 Fest Masterlist

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Fur-Vengers (MCU, G) by DarthBloodOrange, art in response to the prompt: Animal Transformation circa Avengers 2012

Baking (MCU, T) by neverever, fic in response to the prompt: Avengers baking contest

Untitled (MCU, T) by Anonymous, fic in response to the prompt: Bread-baking shenanigans

The Things You See (MCU, T) by DarthBloodOrange, fic in response to the prompt: Clint, hiding in the vents, catches Steve & Tony making out

Never Going to Miss a Moment with You (EMH, T) by DarthBloodOrange, fic in response to the prompt: Fluffy dates

Grounded (MCU, M) by jellybeanforest, fic in response to the prompt: Flying Car

Window of Opportunity (MCU, T) by Nienna Nir, fic in response to the prompt: Groundhog Day AU

To Have and to Hold (MCU, T) by DarthBloodOrange, fic in response to the prompt: hugs

Hugs (616, G) by Lets_call_me_Lily, drabble in response to the prompt: hugs

Steve Worries (616, G) by Lets_call_me_Lily, drabble in response to the prompt: Hurt!tony

The Stay at Remmelo Hotel (Noir, M) by DarthBloodOrange, fic in response to the prompt: Noir adventure + artist Steve

Routine (MCU, E) by squadrickchestopher, fic in response to the prompt: NSFW: Insomniacs find each other at night

4am Knows All My Secrets (MCU, E) by alexcat, fic in response to the prompt: NSFW: Insomniacs find each other at night

Starboost (MCU, G) by Lets_call_me_Lily, triple drabble in response to the prompt: post-Avengers 2012, Tony channels his anxieties into advancing Earth's space programs

how does it feel like to feel like you (MCU, G) by notadoombot, fic in response to the prompt: PTSD as bonding moments

Alone Like This (MCU, T) by GotTheSilver, fic in response to the prompt: Steve goes missing before Avengers 2012

Blue Screen of Death (MCU, E) by jellybeanforest, fic in response to the prompt: Steve Rogers' Internet Adventures (TM)

You Look So Much Better When I Punch You (MCU, E) by SadisticSparkle, fic in response to the prompt: Stressed Steve

Let Me Wash Away the World (From Your Shoulders) (MCU, E) by DarthBloodOrange, fic in response to the prompt: Stressed Steve

The Chase (MCU, T) by jellybeanforest, fic in response to the prompt: Tabloid covers

trouble will find me (MCU, T) by samej, fic in response to the prompt: Tony has been up for at least 36 hours

Untitled (MCU, T) by Anonymous, fic in response to the prompt: Touch starved Tony? touch starved Steve?!

From Across the Room (Ults, G) by DarthBloodOrange, art in response to the prompt: Ults at a formal event

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[queeenpersephone]

Hi, could you please write a fic about Tony and nat acting as Peter's parents in a PT meeting at school?

so this is more of a drabble but i hope you enjoy it!! it exists in my delicate verse, so tony and nat are in an established relationship and peter is a sort of consulting avenger. also daisy johnson’s basically his older sister.

also a heads up with sending in prompts: i’d really prefer for you guys to send in prompts not on anon, if possible - this way, i can ensure that everyone’s getting their prompts answered equally and fairly. you are welcome to continue sending them on anon, but just know i’ll probably save anonymous prompts for last!

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Peter drops his head into his hands. There is no way he was getting out of this one.

Midtown High was notorious for genius-level students, mostly because it cost an arm and a leg to get in, and those who didn’t have loads of money in the bank had to jump through quite a few academic hoops to get in on scholarship. For this reason, the school was relatively lenient regarding lab accidents and mechanical fires, especially those that were made in the pursuit of knowledge. Michael Lawson had made the local paper last year for accidentally combining volatile chemicals that resulted in a improved b12 vitamin. Lucy Poisson had gotten an award from the mayor himself when she caused a fire in the school’s garage that had made progress on large sedan fuel efficiency. 

Peter was not Michael or Lucy. Peter had burned down three classrooms. Peter was in trouble.

It was completely stupid in hindsight. A mistake he wouldn’t have made in middle school, except that he had flown in this morning at 4am after being awake for 48 hours in Mexico City, helping the Avengers fight a genetically engineered el chupacabra. Ned had promised to wake him up at a key point in his chemistry project, only he had gotten distracted by angry birds (seriously, who still played angry birds?) and Peter had only woken up with the sound of the fire alarm. 

And now he was here, in the principal’s office. They were about to call Aunt May, and he was sure he was going to be expelled.

But as the principal picks up the phone to dial, Peter’s spider senses pick up on a sharp sound and a low whispering hum of a voice that simultaneously make him perk up and shrink down further in his seat. The principal’s not going to know what hit him.

Unfortunately, Peter doesn’t know what’s going to hit him either.

“Sir, you can’t go in there! Sir, sir - wait, you’re not… are you-?”

And so it begins.

After a sharp rap on the door, two legends saunter into the room and arrange themselves in the seats next to Peter. He doesn’t look up, even as the principal’s sharp remarks turn into sputtering awe.

Tony Stark leans back in his chair, completely at ease, though his dark eyes tell a different story. Natasha Romanoff sits up straight, a perfectly cordial smile on her lips, but Peter recognizes the set of her shoulders as a pre-battle stance. If he hadn’t still been so in awe of them, even after fourteen months of interactions, he’d probably be embarrassed. 

“I’m sorry, Mr. Stark,” the principal is apologizing, “but I can’t discuss Peter’s actions unless it’s with a parent or a guardian.”

Natasha leans forward. “I’m afraid the legal team of the Avengers disagrees. You see, Peter Parker is a special case.” Tony, furthering Peter’s belief that Natasha and he are connected by some weird telepathy, lays a small folder on the table and slides it across to the principle. It is the first time in a long time that Peter has seen Tony even handle paper. “Mr. Parker is designated as a consulting Avenger.”

The principle’s mouth snaps open, and the sputtering begins again. “How - who - what?”

“Any other information regarding Mr. Parker’s status is classified,” Natasha interrupts, her words razor-sharp. “The only thing you need to know is that we have the authority to discuss his actions on his behalf.”

Tony crosses his legs, and now Peter is beginning to understand their game. “Principal Lane,” he says, his words like butter, “we understand that Peter has damaged some of your property. We will happily pay for the reconstruction - for better equipment too - God knows as a school, you probably need the upgrade.” He smirks, and Peter can see his eyes glint under his Fendi sunglasses. 

“But Mr. Parker will stay,” Natasha adds cooly, absently running a finger along the edge of the desk. Peter immediately imagines all the things that finger could potentially do to a man, which he is sure was the plan as he watches his principal turn as white as a sheet. Tony audibly swallows next to him, loosening his tie, and Peter does not even want to think what that is about. 

“Well?” Tony manages, his smirk turning him a real smile. “C’mon, the kid’s a genius. Easy MIT shoe-in; I’ve guaranteed it myself. That’s gotta look good on your records, huh? What do you say?”

The principal looks like he is about to pass out, but instead he just nods, and Peter barely holds in a whoop for joy. He doesn’t care how many laps Nat is going to make him run. He doesn’t care that he’s probably going to be banned from the lab; he knows Daisy will sneak him in anyways. 

Tony and Natasha stand at the same time, leaving Peter to scramble up as well. Natasha plucks her own sunglasses from where they hang on Tony’s blazer pocket, slipping them on as she gestures for Peter to follow them. “We’ll be taking Mr. Parker for the rest of the day,” she tells the principal, who is still nodding aimlessly. Peter feels for him, honestly. He knows what it’s like to be on the receiving end of the Black Widow’s interrogation tactics. “We’ll be watching,” she adds, exiting the room with Tony’s hand at her back. Tony keeps a guiding hand on Peter’s shoulder too, as he shudders at Natasha’s ominous warning, vowing to stay on her good side.

“Honey,” Tony is murmuring, whispering the rest into Natasha’s ear. Peter’s sure he wants no part of that. 

He’s so distracted with what he just witnessed that he forgets that it’s lunch hour.

By the time they make it to the car, Peter’s reputation as a shy, quiet nerd has been shattered into a million pieces. He doesn’t have a long time to contemplate it though; when he climbs into the back of Tony’s Mercedes, Natasha at the wheel, he’s confronted with a whole different set of emotions. 

Tony leans back, asking where Peter wants to get lunch. He says that he made Natasha promise to lay down his punishment, with May’s help, after lunch. Natasha asks how he feels, if he’s okay, and Peter watches Tony take his girlfriend’s hand in his, pressing a light kiss to her palm before clasping it in his. 

Peter sinks into the seat, a glow of contentment swallowing him as he replies to their inquiries. He loves May, he does - no one will ever replace her. Ever.

But this, Peter remembers, is what it’s like to have parents.  

[jyiori]

First Encounter

It was supposed to be a self-indulgent drabble that I may or may not turn into a comic. I have several ideas running around in my head and they’re begging to be put down... I can’t draw fast enough to match, so I wrote it down instead. Ayda meets her familiar for the first time! It is set after Asra’s Upright Ending. Arcana Fan Fiction | Asra x Apprentice Ayda It was the dreams that started it all. Vivid, haunting dreams that made Ayda toss and turn at night, waking up drenched in cold sweat. It only took a shaky gasp for her beloved magician to wake, and within seconds she was engulfed in his warm embrace. Soft, murmured words of calm, whispered promises of love and protection gently lulled her frantic heartbeat to slow down. His hand soothingly strokes her shivering form while pressing endless kisses to her hair, forehead while repeating words like a mantra. 

“It’s alright, I’m here. I’m here.” She stares at Asra’s tired face through tear-filled eyes, her bottom lip quivering, “I’m sorry. I don’t… I can’t remember…” A slow tilt to her chin and he silences the rest of her apologies with a loving kiss, tightened his hold on her. Although it does not take much for her beloved to calm her down, they were both disturbed by the sudden rise in frequency of her nightmares. No matter the amount of magical wards Asra placed on her, incantations, incense, meditation and teas, nothing could prevent them from reoccurring. Even Muriel’s protective charms could not aid her, though Julian’s hopeful suggestion of leeches was shot down without a trial. It might have been better if she could recall what her nightmares were about, but all the apprentice remembered were flashes of angry red. With a pained look, Asra theorized that it might have been her memories from the Lazaret, which she was quick to dispute. It was different, she was sure of it. She did not feel or see the licking flames of the fire. With the Devil trapped in his realm, the Plague showed no signs of returning. They were supposed to live the rest of their lives in peace, travelling, seeing the world with Faust. Then came the voices. Or more specifically, the voice. Help! Ayda could hear it echoing through her mind at times, as they shopped at the marketplace, as they visited the docks, even as she passes by the Rowdy Raven. Each time, she turns and tries to follow, desperate to find the source. Concerned, Asra goes with her always. “It might be a trap,” he cautioned, worried if she would follow the voices if he were not around one day. As time goes on, the voice grows a little weaker. Her nightmares lessen, but still, she remains disturbed.

What if someone was trying desperately to reach her for help? The day began normally, like any other. Doctor Devorak suggested a change of pace and scenery for curing her nightmares, and for once, Asra agreed. His eyes narrowed and his lips pursed up in disapproval when a delighted Julian led them to the Red Market, proclaiming he would definitely be able to find a cure amongst the more peculiar vendors.

It was then, she heard it again. Louder than before. In her native tongue.

Tolong! (Help!)

Slipping her hand out of Asra’s grasp, the apprentice broke into a run. He reached out instantly, but she was gone. Frantic, the magician turned to the doctor, who was still staring in shock as her form gradually disappeared from view. “Don’t just stand there Illya, help me find her!” Things seemed to be moving in a red haze for Ayda. She weaved through the faceless crowd effortlessly, almost as if she had done it countless times. Straight ahead, left turn, right fork, right again. Recognition slowly dawns on her face, even as her running feet carry her through the exact same pathway she goes through in her dreams. Dread fills her as she hastens her footsteps, almost stumbling over her own feet as the voice grows crystal clear. Rounding a bend, she finds the scene at last, the executioner raising his tightly clenched fist- “NO!” she screams out of pure desperation, throwing out her hands to conjure a gust of wind. At a split second of hesitation at the sound of her voice, the captor’s grip loosened and the spell hit him square in the chest, making him stumble and fall backwards with an almighty crash. It was at that moment, when their eyes met. “Itu kamu? (It was you?)” she asked softly, bending down to face the lovely creature that she barely managed to save. Iya saya. (Yes, it was.) The red head bobbed vigorously, radiating relief at being rescued from certain death. As the handler lunged for its crimson tail, the snake flipped and dodged aside before quickly sliding up into Ayda’s waiting arms. “Wait, sir, please,” she stammers as the man towers over her threateningly. “Now, now, that’s no way to treat a lady!” chimes a familiar voice, albeit rather out of breath. Julian steps in between them and starts chatting up the illegal snake trader right away, blocking his view with grand flourishes and babbling nonsense. Firm hands catches her shoulder as her knees give out, sweeping her into his arms, snake and all. Quietly they make their exit from the market, as Julian continues to distract the very angry trader. Asra is entirely silent on their way back to their shop, and she could feel his reproach from the stern grip on their intertwined fingers. Upon reaching the shop, he locks it, slowly turning to meet her gaze. “Please, Ayda,” his voice sounds painfully hoarse, and it was her turn to hold him as he melts in her arms in a shivering mess. “Please don’t do this to me, ever again.” They spend a long moment in silence, just holding onto each other for reassurance, before Ayda draws away slightly, concerned, “What about Julian? We left without him.” “He’ll be fine. He has talked his way out of much worse scrapes than this,” mutters a disgruntled Asra. At that moment, the snake hiding within Ayda’s clothes decided to sneak a peek at him. He flashes them a comforting smile, of welcome. “Hello, little one.” “Asra. I think… I think she might be my familiar.” There was a long discussion to be had that day, of nightmares and premonitions and voices, one that lasted late into the night. Much laughter was had as jubilant Julian showed up at the shop, to regal them with how heroically he managed to save the day and convince the snake trader into different business ventures. *** Faust was supposedly with Muriel at the time this occurred. Too many plot holes. There is certainly supposed to be much more to this story. And thus to be continued, another day. I think my mind is getting woozy and it’s past 4am. Probably should delete after I wake up. >_>

[homosociallyyours]

2018 Fic Year in Review

I know I’m ridiculously late with this, but here we go. I was tagged (weeks ago! yike!) by @horsegirlharry -- thank you, dear!! I appreciate it <3

1. Number of stories (including drabbles) posted to AO3: 34! 11 of those are from the seasonal drabble fests, and 8 are short little ficlets under 1k, but that’s A LOT more than I’ve ever posted in a year before. 

2. Word count posted for the year: 118,598. I know this is nothing for a lot of folks, but this is easily double what I’ve written in the entire time I’ve had an AO3 account up til now. I have always said that it’s important to keep writing if you feel like it even if you only have a few readers, but this is change in stats is all down to people liking, commenting on, and sharing my works. It really makes a difference to have other writers rec your work and be excited about what you’re writing, so...support your fellow content creators, people! 

3. List of works published this year (in order of posting) I’m not gonna link drabbles, but they’re easy enough to find if you wanna! -Are You Gonna Be My Girl -In 36 Questions or Less -This Opening Monologue Studies Rainbows -4am -One of Those Days When You’ve Got Nothing On -I’ll Say It Everyday -Talk That Talk -I Love It When We Play 1950 -Mudpies -Just Swipe Right -Ready to Run Away -The World It Turns, No Matter What -These Days I Don’t Even Know Myself -Half of the Story -Just to See That Smile -In the Cards -Can’t Beat the Heat/Taste on Your Tongue/Cool Cool Cool -I Believe it This Time -Our Own Little French Club -I’m Half a Heart Without You, Baby -You Shine Like the Real Thing -On the Road Again With You -A Love So True You Don’t Have to Be Afraid -Our House (It’s A Very Fine House) -Are You Thorny, Baby? -When Everything is Perfect -Our Friends Keep Talkin’ About Us -The Christmas Lift -The Cold/Comfort/Christmas Cuddles -You Bring Us Together (Can’t Tear Us Apart)

4. Fandoms I wrote for: All the fic I published on AO3 was for One Direction, though I did publish a few ficlets for Sherlock (this is my favorite of those, a little parentlock featuring genderqueer Ro Watson)

5. Pairings: Harry/Louis, Liam/Zayn, Sherlock/John

6. Story with the most hits: Talk That Talk with 3531 hits

7. Story with the most kudos: The Christmas Lift with 264

8. Story with the most comments: The Christmas Lift with 22 comment threads

9. Work I’m most proud of (and why): Probably “You Bring Us Together (Can’t Tear Us Apart)” because it was ot5 and I really struggled with working out some of the plot points near the end. 

10. Work I’m least proud of (and why): None. Writing isn’t easy and I do the best that I can with everything I write :)

11. A favorite excerpt of your writing: UGHHH THIS WAS TOO HARD. So eventually I gave up and picked this little bit from “Our Own Little French Club” because I love Harry’s sweet gay fantasy moment. “Maybe next semester. I requested it, anyway,” Louis said, clicking to the red ink of Harry’s four color pen and doodling in the margins of the notebook in front of her. With anyone else, Harry would’ve requested they move to a new page. But Louis? She could leave her mark wherever she liked.That thought spurred on a fantasy of Louis drawing a line up from Harry’s bare knee and under the soft fabric of her skirt, the pen skidding over her skin until Louis held it taut with her free hand. A free hand that could slide up, too. Up and--“Hazza.” Louis’ voice interrupted Harry’s reverie and she closed her eyes to clear the images from her head. “Did you hear what I asked?”

12. Share or describe a favorite review you received: The reviews on “You Shine Like the Real Thing” are my absolute favorite because a lot of people have said that they’ve struggled with what Harry struggles with in the fic--figuring out their identity and expression as they come out as LGBTQ+  As someone who struggled to find the femme identity that feels like my home, I’m glad to be able to share some of that through fiction. 

13. A time when writing was really, really hard: Always, honestly! I’m struggling with fatigue and chronic illness, and some days I just don’t have the ability or energy to focus and get words out coherently. 

14. A scene or character you wrote that surprised you: Writing as Louis in my 5 days of Louis series (incomplete, but the final fic is actually pretty much finished and just needs a little polish) was surprising for me, because I think it was one of the first times I wrote from Louis’ POV and I found it so comfortable.

15. How did you grow as a writer this year: I wrote longer fics than I ever had before--that’s probably the main thing. I also signed up for the big bang and am working on a fic that will end up being twice as long as the longest thing I’ve written so far, so that’s pretty big for me too! 

16. How do you hope to grow next year: I’d like to maybe set word goals for myself to meet every month and do my best to publish fic more regularly (in addition to doing challenges)

17. Who was your greatest positive influence this year as a writer (could be another writer or beta or cheerleader or muse etc etc): My beta, @statementlou, has been my number one cheerleader and inspiration, always giving me prompts when I need them and encouraging me to keep writing when I felt like walking away from something. @harryincamp has also been there for me and always supports my fics in the best ways. I’m glad we met on here!  Also, the community of writers in the 1d fandom has been such a positive influence!! I’m gonna tag a ton of people, though I’ll probably leave some people out. Basically I felt welcomed and included by so many people right from the start of joining this fandom. So. Massive thanks to: @lululawrence, @horsegirlharry, @gaycousinlarry, @fullonlarrie, @suddenclarityharry, @disgruntledkittenface, @crinkle-eyed-boo, @rosegoldhlfics, @allwaswell16, @a-brighter-yellow, and @helloamhere I KNOW I AM FORGETTING PEOPLE. FUCK!!!  

18. Anything from your real life show up in your writing this year: Yeah, basically writing girl direction has allowed me to bring a lot of my life to my writing. Lesbian not-dates? Femme identity issues? Definitely my life. Also my last fic of the year, the ot5 reunion fic, was set in the Bay Area, which let me use some of my experiences living here. I’ll probably do that more this year, tbh!

19. Any new wisdom you can share with other writers: If you like something another writer has done, comment and subscribe to their work and don’t be afraid to message them. Most people want to talk about their work, and having people to message with when you’re struggling to feel inspired is immensely helpful. 

20. Any projects you’re looking forward to starting (or finishing) in the new year: MY BIG BANG FIC OMG!!! It’s a girl direction AU set in a lesbian bookstore in 1970s NYC, and I’m loving writing it so far.  After that’s done, I’m thinking of tackling the Sherlock/1D crossover fic that I’ve been scheming over for a year now. It’s time!!  Beyond that...I’ve no idea! 

21. Tag some writers whose answers you’d like to read. OK, I’m pretty sure I’ve seen this thing from a lot of people in the 1d fandom, so I’m just going to tag some writers in other fandoms and folks I don’t *think* have done it. If you haven’t done it yet and want to, please do!! Tag me in so I see your answers :) 

@aprillikesthings @velvetnoodle @zooeyscigar @perpetuallyvex @ennisgarlaend @pendragoff

This was a lot of fun! Thank you for giving me the chance to look back over the year <3 I hope some other folks will do the same!!

[darkly-skz]

hello i followed this blog at like 4am last night and cant exactly remember why, what is exactly is this blog about again if it's fine to ask? sorry

hahaha hi, welcome to my blog. i write stray kids yandere!au blurbs and drabbles. i also do roleplays. :)

[chimtaesty]

The meat present |weeklyIdol!au

Monsta X weeklyIdol! au I.M x reader | 1,2k words

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des.: You and your group are up on Weekly Idol as the strongest female debut in 2015 along with Monsta X as the male one. As the main dancer in the group they make you do a random dance challenge at one point Sunmi’s 24 hours comes up and you spontaneously grab I.M to help you out. Somehow this leads to more.

A/N: Hii! i’ve been working on some stuff the last two days since my summer break started like a month earlier than usual, There will be another series coming up! It’s rather leaned on horror. I hope you enjoy this drabble thingy :)

You stood silently with your members behind the camera next to one of your favourite groups out there, Monsta X. You waited for the instruction for you and your group to come in the studio in front of the camera. You stood there admiring the male idols, their hair didn't look real and their make up was blending as well as their outfits were bomb.

“fighting!” came from minhyuk to your right. Caught off guard you smiled and shook your fist “yes! fighting” you slightly bowed. As the youngest one of your group you were used to bow to literally everyone because most of the time everyone is older.

“And we have two very special groups here today! Since everything is about the great year 2015 and it’s success today, we have the two most successful male and female group here, please welcome Monsta X!” Coni caught your attention again. With loud cheers and their current title song ‘Jealousy’ they entered the set. Jooheon and I.M literally ugly danced into the set, which had you laughing on the floor. As the music stopped they stood in a line and listened to Don and Coni. They talked about their new song Jealousy  (which issa bop btw) and their upcoming world tour.

“And now to our second amazing group. They debuted one week after Monsta X and battled the charts with them. Please welcome Y/G/N” Your new title song started and you ran into set and started dancing while singing along loudly. Out of all the excitement you ran to the back of the studio and made a flik flak aiming to the front. Loud cheers and screams could be heard as well.

“Y/N! Where did that come from?” Coni laughed as you caught your breath to high five him. “We are on Weekly idol! What do you think I would do?” you laughed as you slightly hugged Coni. You were put as the last in the row right next to I.M.

“So, Y/N you guys just ended the Asian & European leg of your world tour yesterday right?” you nodded, earning a wow from the boys. “We were on tour for about 7 months and we came back from Hong Kong yesterday at about 4am” Miyeon answered and the boys gasped “4 am?” Jooheon whispered to Wonho. “That means you didn't actually sleep, right?” Don asked shocked. You laughed and shook your head “We had some sleep on the flight and on our way here! We are functional” you laughed.

Coni smiled and nodded as Don continued the show “So, on your world tour each one of you had the chance to show your individual talents. Would one of you like to show their talent?” Your members automatically pointed at you and started to repeat your name. “Y/N! It’s you! You're the main dance right?” you nodded and smiled “We prepared a little dance challenge for you. You will hear snippets of hit songs which you'll dance too. If you get at least 10 out of 15 you will get a price” Coni pointed at a basket of meat which was brought in by a stuff. You clapped and stretched yourself to show off a little. Making your joints crack and bend all the way back to touch the floor to earn some cheering.

The music started and you new literally every song played. But as Sunmi’s 24 hours came as the last song, the part of where she's lifted up by her backup dancer was played. Out of reflex you turn around to grab a male human being to help you out. And the male human being is none other than I.M “Just lift me up when I put my arms on my waist!” you say fast as you started dancing the choreo. The others were dying out of laughter as I.M stood there completely shocked and taken aback. He just stood behind you and as you put your arms on your waist he grabbed you and lifted you as high as he could.

As you came down you immediately turned around and bowed to him and fast hugged him to show your gratitude. He laughed awkwardly and walked back to his place.

The result came to 14 of 15 and you won the basket of meat. Don & Coni were on to explain the next thing. But you kind of felt bad for Monsta X as they didn't have a chance to play a game and win something so as you received the basked with meat you took 2 packages of meat, and walked over to the boys who were sitting on the opposite side of you and handed wonho and I.M the packages with a big smile on your face.

Happily you jump-walked back to your seat and as you sat down Don asked “Y/N, it's your price. Why are you sharing it?” you smiled and wiggled your feet in happiness “ Because they didn't play a game and I'm sure they would've won too. And sharing is caring! “ You shot finger hearts to the camera laughing.

“What a sweet soul! Anyways, thank you for watching and tune in for AOA next week!” You all waved to the camera goodbye “That's a wrap!” the director said loudly. You took your basket and walked out of set to give it to your manager with a small “thank you”. You waited for your members to say goodbye to the staff as Monsta X came up to you “Y/N, thank you very much for the meat. That was a real act of pure kindness! “Shownu said smiling as Minhyuk embraced you in a bone crushing hug. “Thank Y/N-sshi, now we can have some delicious meat for dinner” he smiled at you as he let go of you.

You laughed and smiled “It's really no big deal! Since I really like you I had absolutely no problem sharing with you!” you said caressing Shownu’s arm.

The boys left accept one, I.M. “Y/N hi um-h” he nervously scratched the back of his neck. “Hi” you silently gave back being nervous yourself. Did he really want to talk to you? “The thing with the meat was really nice of you-u I umh thank you” he rambled fast. You smiled and waved your hand “It’s no big deal, really” you answered smiling. You looked at him with big eyes waiting for something to happen but it seemed as if the world around you stopped working,like not a single thing in this universe wanted to interrupt your very awkward conversation. “I wa-as thinking, rather asking my-umh-self if you want to go for a coffee sometime” he finished his request with rosy cheeks and trembling hands.

You smiled softly and nodded “I would love to” Swiftly you grabbed a pen from the table next to your right and grasped I.M’s hand to scribble your phone number onto his hand. “Call me, I'll gladly make some time for you” you smiled and waved him goodbye as he stood there absolutely flustered and shy. With a small smile he left and couldn't stop thinking about you.

A/N.: Thank you for reading, stay tuned for the next chapter of desparate to drop in i think 1 or 2 days & the new horror series to start :) Until later bye bye 

[dykeomania]

WHY WOULD YOU LIE TO ME?

thelastoflesbians -> dykeomania

my name is mia (she/they, black, biochem major). i used to write for tlou. i don't do that anymore, for like, so many reasons (newly: neil druckmann's a zionist). now, i do what i want. unserious, annoying, and probably provocative. minors, do not interact.

unrevised masterlist under the cut. hasn't been touched in a year. if you want to read all my ellie stuff, search "ellie williams x reader" on my blog.

see you 'round. border credits for fics.

requests: open. sort of.

most recent work: lovergirl!hazel.

other hazel works (so far): subby!hazel (sorta?)

what i have written (spoiler alert: extremely anticlimactic)

☆ the last of us part ii

i only write ellie williams x reader fics. i keep saying like “oh that’s subject to change!” but like tbh it’s been that way for as long as i’ve been on this website, i don’t think it’s gonna change. 

i do include lots of characters from the tlou universe in my writing though (at least in some of my newer things, or some things that’ll just straight up never see the light of day). idk if that counts for anything in terms of immersion purposes, but that’s there.

content boundaries (subject to change).

pretty much,

☆  i don’t write r*pe (non-con is a little different; if i ever do write anything non-con related, it would be community labeled).

☆ i don’t write anything with pedophilic themes / undertones / vibes (tropes that are dependent on the reader’s innocence, that kind of thing).

☆ while i care about those who are struggling with these topics, it’s a bit hard for me to write about things such as self-harm in an indulgent manner. i personally am not the best person to ask for that, i’m sorry.

☆ i don’t write incest.

☆ i don’t write pretty much anything else i say that i’m not gonna write -- like things with feet, and vomit, and those kinds of things. 

i write things that are safe, sane, and consensual. these aren’t things that i feel like could accurately convey, or things that i feel don’t fall within that bracket for me, personally. hope this helps. 

please do not translate, republish, or plagiarize my work. translations are slightly different -- consult me first -- but don’t steal my shit. i’m not nice about it, once i find out someone’s stolen stuff from me, so, fair warning.

fics and drabbles (>10k words)

ellie williams.

( where ☆ = fluff, * = smut, # = angst )

☆ homegirl (ellie williams x reader)  read ﹗

“just saw ur post and welcome to tumblr lol :)) can i request an ellie x reader where they both confess that they love each other? i mean they were best friends at first and there will be a lot of gay panic and embarrasment lmaooo before they confess, just a huge fluff”

word count: 4.2k 

☆ helpless (ellie williams x reader)  read ﹗

i’m trying to find a nice way to say this, but like, ellie literally (but like, not literally) fucks the shit out of you for like 900 words and then loves on you a little bit.

word count: 1.2k

☆  guilty pleasure (ellie williams x reader)  read ﹗

ellie really likes fucking you, because you're really hot, so she eats you out like it's her fucking last meal. plus it's kinda cute at the end.

word count: 1.6k

☆ please (drabble 1) (ellie williams x reader)  read ﹗

riding subtop!ellie’s thigh as a punishment until she cracks because she edged you (implied). Lol.

word count: 746.

☆ untitled (drabble 2) (ellie williams x reader)  read ﹗

i actually have no fucking idea what this one is about, and i’m too embarrassed to check. i just know it’s filthy, and rambly, and involves finger-fucking and a fixation on ellie’s forearm tattoo. composed at 4am, probably.

word count: 1.1k.

☆ parenthood (drabble 3) (ellie williams x reader)  read ﹗

parenthood means stress, and endurance, and exhaustion, and learning curves, and … sometimes, really, really, really good sex?

word count: 4.1k.

moments (>10k words)

☆ the ocean is just a backdrop (ellie williams x reader)  tbp﹗

word count: long as fuck

everything else i’ve written for ellie (including but not limited to what’s already up above)

☆ here lies everything that i have ever tagged under ellie williams x reader. knock yourselves out.