#with AOB smut

[captain039]

Temptations of flesh

Astarion x omega!reader

Warnings: Body worshiping, first time, virgin reader, vampire things, AOB, intimate, sexual, heats, mates, possessiveness

GUESS WHO GOT BG3?!?! Literally in love with it, but everything I’ve done Astarion disapproves 🤣 I had a romance scene with him and I was fricken giggling like a school girl Oml

Mumma Karlach 👌🏻

Here’s my character

The camp was quiet, everyone was on their bed rolls sleeping while you stared up through the trees at the stars. Sleeping had been hard lately, maybe everything was finally catching up. Being one of the lower ranks in the group didn’t help, you got this far though. You got up carefully, making sure not to wake anyone as you headed to the close stream nearby. You washed your face and sighed before sitting down, you were exhausted, but sleep didn’t want to take you. You stared at the reflection of the moon, mind a mile away before something squirmed in your head and forced you to look behind you. Astarion had groaned holding his head before he cursed and approached. You let out a breath as the parasite calmed, it made you shudder and ick.

“Damned things” he grumbled sitting by you.

“What are you doing?” You asked keeping your gaze away from his handsome features. Gods know you lusted after this vampire, white curls, Ruby eyes and sharp features.

“Coming out to ask you the same thing” he said and you just shrugged.

“You haven’t been sleeping” he stated and you tensed, but brushed it off.

“Neither do you” you commented.

“Darling, I’m a vampire” he chuckled and you just nodded, you felt in a daze.

“Well aren’t you just miles away” he sighed and you finally looked to him.

“Sorry” you mumbled before looking back to the water, picking at the grass to keep you occupied.

“I really think you should go back to bed” he said.

“I’m fine” you huffed wincing slightly at the squirm in your head. Magic pulsated around you his voice echoing in your mind briefly before you forced it off. You panted softly wishing to stab this parasite out with a dagger and be done with it. You stood without a word and left, going back to your bedroll, maybe then people will stop asking questions.

The next morning you headed into town to grab supplies, the camp certainly needed it. You were more tired though, you didn’t sleep, just pretended and awoke with everyone else. Halsin gave you worried looks as did Shadowheart as you stated your leave to get supplies. The Druid offered to come and you declined, you weren’t in the mood for talking. You headed to the fresh market first, grabbed some food before going into a goods store. You picked up some things before heading to the merchant.

“Greetings” he smiled before frowning slightly, nose flaring.

“Are you sure you should be out?” He asked and you frowned.

“Excuse me?” You asked and he faltered.

“Sorry, that was rude I just-“ he flustered and you were confused.

“You do know you’re going into heat?” He asked softly and you dropped the basket you were carrying, something tingling in your mind.

Minutes later someone was rushing through the door.

“What happened?” Astarion panted like he just ran here.

“Astarion?” You asked confused as he sighed and walked over to you a glare on his face.

“What did you do?” He instantly accused the man behind the counter as your minds connected again and your thoughts echoed into his.

Heat, I’m going into heat- gods why didn’t I see this coming, should’ve prepared- prepared- heat

You quickly cut it off and the vampire quickly froze.

“How much?” You asked rushed and he said the price and you paid before rushing out the door. Gods you felt like a fool, what the hell had just happened and why on earth was Astarion there. You walked quickly, head down hoping no one would spare you a glance or sniff. You hoped Astarion would go his seperate way too, but that wasn’t the case. He chased after you, calling you, but you ignored him all the way to camp before he got annoyed. He snagged your wrist and you turned to him, his eyes frowning, but worry filling them.

“This must be talked about!” He pressed gaining the attention of the others.

“No it mustn’t!” You snarled and he bared his fangs slightly. Shadowheart thankfully kept the vampire at bay as you dropped off the supplies and left to go sit by the river again. You cursed, Damnit you should’ve been prepared. A parasite in your heard, crashing somewhere unknown and now this, an inconvenience. You moved your small tent away from camp, getting odd looks. You ignored the camp for the most part, mostly just waiting to feel when your heat was coming, you briefly told Karlach what was happening hoping she’d keep everyone in check. You were set up in a small ruined temple it looked like, the small creek separating you from the group. You hated how your tent was, the lack of bed, lack of pillows and blankets, no real way to make a nest to soothe you. You’d cried about it, thrown the few blankets and pillows you had in the ground in anger, yelling annoyed. Luckily the members of party seemed to leave you be thankfully. You tried to meditate, take your mind elsewhere, but it was just as bad as having a parasite in your head.

“Knock, knock” you jolted looking back to Karlach.

“What are you doing?” You didn’t mean to sound so snappy, but then your eyes glanced to the pillow and blankets in her hand.

“I went into town and got you some- saw you trying to make a nest and cried- anyhow here” she placed them down by the entrance keeping her distance. Your lip trembled slightly and you thanked her, apologising, she just smiled and left, ever since Karlach got here it felt like the group had a mum in a sense, she’d be huffing if one of you did wrong or celebrating everyone after a job well done. You took the blankets and pillow she gave you and added them to the pile you’d made. You were happier now, but it still didn’t fill the void, then again that void could be the need of an alpha.

It hit you in the middle of the night, you had kicked off your blankets, groaning at the sweat and slick sticking to your body. There was no wind tonight either, no cool breeze to sooth the warm day. You were awake quickly, shrugging off your pants and shirt, nobody would come over anyway. You stole some food and drinks to stock up so you didn’t have to get up, and nobody had to bring them to you. You cursed peering over the ruined wall out your tent, everyone looked asleep at least. You went back to bed with shaky legs and pulled a thin sheet over you. You laid on your back, hand shakily going down to your clit to give you some relief. You bit your lip at how sensitive you felt, shudders going through your body, it’d been a while since you pleased yourself in this way. You sought a quick release, working your hand quickly, but it always felt out of reach making you moan annoyed. Your hand slapped over your mouth stopping your movements, your body went warmer and you quickly lied on your side curling in a ball, not the safest thing to do. You wondered what time it was, hopefully the morn would come quickly and the camp can go and do whatever they need to do without you. You tossed and turned, tried to find release quietly, but always felt empty even with your fingers. It frustrated you so you gave up on annoyance before you heard something outside. You froze still, not daring to move a muscle, maybe it was just Scratch, or the owl-bear. The shadow on your tent though was human and you cursed in your head, you should’ve left camp, shouldn’t have made those noises. You heard a growl though and the shadow left, leaving you confused, who was it?

The morning finally came and the group left thankfully, only Scratch, the owl bear and Withers. You avoided the talking skeleton and went to take a wash in the river. You sighed at the cold that rushed over your body, Scratch began barking at you and you chuckled lightly, he hated water.

Astarions head was miles away, currently replaying the quiet, but harsh breathing you were making last night trying to relieve yourself, he heard the soft moan and his whole body shuddered with need. He almost gave in to instinct, cursing when his feet led him to your tent, listening to you toss and turn annoyed. He blamed the parasite, forcing him to give into his nature to take something so ripe for the picking.

“Astarion” the vampire looked up to the tiefling with a raised eyebrow.

“Where’s your head?” She asked head tilted.

“On my shoulders hopefully” he joked hoping to clear the air of anymore questions. It didn’t work by the raised eyebrow Karlach gave and the huff Shadowheart did.

“There’s a parasite in my mind of course I’m distracted!” He snapped, but the group wasn’t convinced.

“Leave it” he added with a warning tone and Karlach rolled her eyes and continued as they stocked up on camp supplies. The headed into that shop where Astarion almost killed the shopkeeper, he felt your panic like a stake to the heart, he’d followed you, he lied saying he needed something. When your mind merged with him saying about your heat his nose flared and he could smell the delicious scent of pre-heat on your skin. Your stress and anxiety clouded it though and before he could react properly you were scurrying out the building and back to the camp. Gods he felt stupid chasing and calling for you, he had no right to snag your wrist and demand the issue be talked about. You moved your tent without words, before you went to Karlach, cheeks adorably red and explaining the situation. Karlach looked surprised, but simply nodded, eyes too kind for his liking. He smelt it first, the delicious scent of sweat and slick, his mouth watered and he wanted to sink his teeth in your skin, not just for blood, but the taste of your heat on his tongue as he lapped over your feverish skin.

“Astarion!” Shadowheart quickly turned his mind away from you and he grumbled following the group. Somehow he ended up being pulled aside by Halsin as they were shopping.

“What?” Astarion asked annoyed.

“I understand your worry for our omega friend” Astarion felt his lips sneer, our omega, you were his.

“Nature intends things as such, these things cannot be avoided-“ the bear was finding words hard and the vampire huffed.

“Spit it out” he snapped and Halsin sighed.

“You shouldn’t leave her or yourself suffering” he said and he felt like he’d hit the grave again.

“Hells sake Halsin!” Astarion huffed.

“It is clear, I’m only trying to help-“ Halsin continued as Astarion practically stomped off, leaving the bear to sigh and shake his head.

Back at camp you were cooled off from the wash, you had some food and laid in the bed again. You slept some of the time, when you awoke again everyone was back and a pack was lying outside your tent. You practically snatched inside like a hermit and saw the food, fresh clothes and water. You laid everything out, still in your underwear. Your body was getting hot again though and you went back to bed quickly hoping to sleep some more off. Night time finally came, but you weren’t falling asleep despite the exhaustion. The need was too much and you felt like crawling to one of your companions tent just to be held or soothed, maybe Halsin could put a spell on you or something, even Gale. You’d been so caught up in your thoughts you didn’t notice the shadow outside your tent.

“Who’s there?” You said softly not wanting to wake the others. The figure faltered before answering though and you assumed they’d scurry off again.

“It’s me pup”

Next part ->

[themandylion]

Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types, DCU Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tim Drake/Jason Todd Characters: Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Stephanie Brown, Damian Wayne, Background & Cameo Characters Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Vikings, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Arranged Marriage, Language Barrier, Alternate Universe - Historical, Consent Issues Related to Arranged Marriage, Violence, Mild Gore, Animal Sacrifice, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Gift Giving, Mention of past rape/non-con Summary:

The Viking leader says something to the blue-eyed warrior in their language, then turns back to Tim. "Second son needs mate. You come? Or stay?"

"What?"

Trader's jargon is useful for many things, but this is not among them. Whatever this is.

"You pick. Ra's for mate, my son for mate, which?"

And oh.

Well.

-

While on his way to marry a man he did not choose, Tim is offered an out. A soft viking AOB AU with a side of arranged marriage and culture clash.

Now COMPLETE!

[ladyfly]

The Mistake AOB PT3

The smutty part. Moon bites you to bleeding so BLOOD WARNING

This was one of the hardest things Moon has ever had to do. It truly was a fight not to just shove his dick in you without any prep. He was also fighting against Sun. Sun had devolved into growls, grunts, and utterances of "mine" or "Mate". Moon couldn't understand him properly.

Sun was also fighting Moon for control of their cock. He set you down in the safety of the room beyond the balcony.

Moon pointed at the spot where he put you "Stay."

Sun needed to be dealt with. Moon strongarmed Sun into submission. He had to temporarily "tie" Sun up. Making it so all Sun could do was watch. If Moon felt Sun was safe he would get a turn.

You watched Moon's eyes turn off. An action that meant he was doing something in the headspace.  You took the opportunity to look him over. He got quite the upgrade. Looking more like his poster now. He also felt a little softer compared to before.

Moon's eyes locked on you "Are you tired?"

"Tired?" you asked.

He twitched slightly "Tired."

You shook your head "No, not yet."

Moon pointed to the tunnel to your bedroom "Go... Please mate."

Mate? That was new. Something was up. Was this a new kinky game? A role play? You could play along. This could be a lot of fun! You set your bac down just outside the tunnel in the bedroom. You stretched your arms over your head and plopped down on the makeshift bed.

At least you were supposed to. Instead, you hit the hardwood floor with a yelp. You rolled onto your stomach and rubbed your tailbone. Moon flew through the tunnel like a bat out of hell. He was on you in an instant. Poking, prodding, and looking you over.

He picked you up in his arms and set you down in the nest. A strange sound rumbled from somewhere deep within him as he gazed at you. Staring up at him curiously from the nest.

Moon felt the itchy buzzing again "Do you like it?"

You tilted your head "Like it? Oh, the... what is this?"

Moon crouched down to stare at you from a different angle "Nest. Our love nest. We made it for you. Do you like it? We can redo it for you."

You looked around at the love nest "Oh!" You wiggled around to test it out "It's very comfortable."

Moon rumbled louder and plopped down in the nest with you. He pulled you into his lap nuzzling his faceplate into your hair. He got another large inhale of your scent. His erection rubbed against your lower back through his pants.

"Aw, does my big handsome Alpha want to breed me?" you coo sweetly.

That was a mistake. One you realize once Moon flips the two of you over. He cages you in with his large body. Hot air and little puffs of steam fanning you. He leans forward and licks a long stripe from your cheek down to your clavicle. He takes your shirt in his mouth and tears it off.

He bites through your sleeves and pauses. He's looking at the torn shirt. He twitches before adding the torn garment to the nest walls. You take your chance to take your pants and underwear off. Moon's head whips over to look at what you are doing.

You are starting to get the feeling this is not a game. However, with the way Moon is looking at you. You have no intention of stopping this. You trust Moon and Sun. They would never hurt you. Moon's eyes roam your body. The buzzing just won't stop!

So many demands flooding his systems. He drops down to the floor and spider crawls up to your waiting hole. He presses his faceplate into your groin breathing in your sweet spicy smell. A shudder wracks his frame. He licks a long stripe. The taste is incredible!

They didn't even realize they could taste now! He dives in pushing his tongue desperately inside you. He pulls you by the waist to get deeper. He needs more. It's not enough!

"You taste incredible Starshine! I need all of you." Moon cries loudly.

His feet scrape along the floor as he tries to push himself closer. You moan loudly as Moon's tongue pushes farther than it ever has before. His tongue thrusts deeply. Never pulling out completely. His hips rut against the floor as he takes your hips. He picks you up into the air turning in a circle.

From your perch atop his shoulders, you have a great view of his hips and ass. He's thrusting into the air at the same pace as his tongue. Moon pins you to the wall and continues to eat you out. He folds his tongue in half inside you. He stills for a moment. You catch your breath. But only for a moment.

Moon vibrates his tongue "I need you to cum! please, please! Be a good little omega and cum for your alpha." Moon makes out with your hole "You want my knot right? Cum for me and I'll give it to you."

Your head feels hazy. You can't even form proper words. It's all a jumbled mess made even worse by Moon. He kisses and sucks at your hole. All while keeping his tongue vibrating inside you. Your hips begin to thrust against his face.

Moon growls "Yes! Ride my face!  My good omega!"

Your muscles tighten as your belly gets warmer "Alpha!" You cum hard. Violently shaking and wrapping your thighs around Moon's head. He pulls out of you and drinks up everything you have given him. Happy rumbles roar from within. He lays you back down in the nest.

Head down ass up. His large frame shields you from the rest of the room. His cock wiggles against your ass before slipping inside your needy sopping hole.

He begins to thrust at the same deep pace as before "Gonna breed you! MArk you! Make you mine little omega." His chest presses against your back "Do you like this omega? Feeling me dwarf you? So small." His pace picks up "Need to protect you. Keep you safe!"

You let out a whiney moan and grab Moon's wrist. Moon licks your neck over and over. His thrusting gets sloppy. Sun is breaking free. Gaining more and more control. Moon knows if he doesn't cum, and make you cum, now he won't get to.

Moon bites down on your neck as hot ropes of his cum begin to fill you up. You cry out loudly at the bite. Moon licks the wound as it begins to bleed. A quick scan tells him he only hit capillaries. Nothing that will kill you.

Moon gently lays the two of you on your side. His cock stays inside you "Rest. Sun is fighting for control. I don't know how in control of himself he is right now."

The worry in Moon's voice is thick. You pat his arm "He won't hurt me. No more than you did anyway." You yawn loudly "I trust you two. My big sweet alphas."

Moon rumbles loudly pulling you closer "I'll keep you safe and watch over you while you rest, Sleep mate, sleep."

You yawn again and drift off to sleep.

[thekittyfox2999]

i don't care what any says i need to see why these people are bookmarking my worst fic out there-

i feel a sudden urge to finish all of my fics

[misserabella]

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[tinydefector]

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I am not a Fem writer

2. have the right to not do request if I don't want to.

3. I get a large number of requests, and sometimes they get lost in my inbox.

4. Every three months I will do an inbox clear out. And will save what I'm working on into my drafts.

5. I write as a hobby to keep myself busy.

it's been a long while since i've written on tumblr. I lost my last account, but I'm hoping to get back into writing fics or oneshots again. Mainly going to be Writing Transformers.

What I write for:

Transformers - Bumblebee

Transformers- ROTB

Transformers Prime

Transformers Gen 1

Transformers Mtmte, IDW

Transformers Skybound

Transformers Earthspark

Transformers One

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- you can make requests for multiples with scenarios but but I tend to keep them short with a few headcannons added in.

- Specify if you want a continuation of a previous fic.

- I will do both human and Cybertronian and occasionally Experimental monster readers.

-if requesting Cybertronian for smut, they have both a valve and spike as I write all Cybertronians with both parts, all cybertronian characters I write have both parts. (I will accept request with the fem bots, I just don't write Fem readers)

- your more than welcome to ask for NSFW, SFW, Angst, fluff and all sorts. I'm pretty chill. All Smut and NSFW content is marked with #valveplug

I write: gender neutral, or Male characters, (I'm not good nor do I like writing fem character, I'm a guy, if I do get fem readers I'm going to write them as gender neutral)

I will do:

- Scenarios

- Yandere and possessive.

- family content

-disabilities (to the best of my knowledge)

- Fluff/Angst

- fearplay, mouthplay

-Vore: soft vore/ light vore (may experiment, but very light)

- NSFW, kink:

and Dub-con/ consensual Non-con

size kink 

skin fetish 

hair pulling 

Scent/ smell/ pheromones

Sex pollen/perfume.

silk and ribbon play

cum inflation 

breeding

pet play

Predator/prey

(On occasions will write Alpha/Omega/Beta, I write it rather differently to the classic AOB. But I will only write it on very rare occasions)

vore

fluid play and consumption (paint, energon, oil, cum, spit, lubricant,)

spiking warming

Heart and spark syncing 

new spike and Valve modifications to test on their human lover

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First Contact PotatooftheLand

Tasty AU of @callsign-relic

Energy fluid AU - (my silly energy drink transfluid ones)

Human effects series - (either characters for the main storyline or smut request spin off's just be specified)

Sparkeater AU

Human pet

Merformers

Wings of Primus AU

Domestic Cybertron AU

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- death of parents (I recently lost my mother in an accident so please be aware I that things one's sometimes I won't do due to my own feelings on these fics, while other time I may because it gives me comfort)

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Arcee

Beachcomber

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Breakdown

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Cyclonus

Drift

First aid

Ironhide

Jazz

Knockout

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Mirage

Optimus Prime

Perceptor

Pharma

Prowl

Ratchet

Rodimus

Rung

Starscream

Skyfire

Skywarp

Skids

Swerve

Soundwave

Shockwave

Swindle

Tailgate

Tarn

Tarantulas

Thundercracker

Ultra Magnus

Whirl

[13keithxpidge13]

Hey! I saw your post asking for aob miles/hobie/gwen/pav asks and I love exploring the possibilities of an aob world outside of smut (though the smut is also fun). Loved your post about scenting! What do you think of this: it's post a particularly rough mission, they're all tired and bruised up, and someone (I'd love it if it was Miles) slips into a slight feral state of mind where they lose speech and they're acting on their instincts without thinking about it. Their friends don't notice it until they start trying to herd everyone someplace safe, but when they do notice they decide to just go along with it. And then they nest together. I love nesting and I think it would be cute. Bonus points for, if it's Miles, this incident is what makes him realize that his teammates have become pack to him.

Just an idea! Love you 😘

OKAY THIS IDEA IS SO GOOD BUT I'M GONNA SWITCH IT UP!

It's a rough, awful mission yeah and Miles is badly injured. His friends rush everywhere to try and find him and finally find him behind some rubble next to a destroyed building. Gwen goes to reach for him but Hobie snatches her back and holds her securely against his side.

"Hobie!" She gasps out. "What are you doing?! Miles is hurt-!"

"Look," He whispers, tense and unsure and Gwen blinks before turning back to Miles who is curled in on himself and breathing heavily but, something's in his arms...

A babe. A pup. An infant that can't be more than a few months old and Miles is protecting her.

"He's feral, right now," Hobie tells her. "If ya' try and get anywhere /near/ him, he'll fuck ya' up, Gwendy. He can't tell who's who and will attack anyone that tries to get near his pup, that's his mindset right now."

"Alphas will only set him off," Pav says, scared and nervous for their packmate. "What should we do? Call Miguel? Get Jess over here? She's a female alpha, maybe that'll calm him down more than a male alpha."

Hobie sighs and shakes his head. "Nah," He replies. "Callin' Miguel will only make things worse 'cause he'll get all fuckin' dramatic and try to rush down here to get to Miles. Ya' know how they are now, Miles is practically his pup in Miguel's eyes. Jess and Miles ain't close enough to form some kind of bond and ain't Peter out on 'notha mission right now?"

Gwen sighs. "...so what do we do?"

Hobie turns to Miles who is /glaring/ at them as his mask has fallen and he's breathing heavily, his scent sour and gross as the babe in his arms cries and wails.

His scent screams /don't you dare come the fuck over here, I'll fuck you up, motherfucker/.

But, they've gotta get the situation handled. Now.

"Stand back," Hobie says as he sets his guitar in Gwen's hands. "I gots an idea."

Then, he crouches down, attempting to make himself smaller and sweetens his scent so Miles knows he's not a threat. Pav and Gwen take multiple steps back, letting Hobie do his thing and they watch as he crawls ever so slightly closer to the feral Omega.

"Omega," Hobie whispers, inner alpha coming out to rumble softly. "Sweet thang', lemme get closer to ya', yeah?"

Miles growls and tenses up further.

Hobie coos and rumbles. "Omega," He tries again and gets even closer. "Not gon' hurt ya'...pretty pup ya' got there, yeah? Takin' such good care of her. Such a good momma, ain't ya'?"

Miles breathes heavily and then contemplates for a few moments before nodding.

Hobie hums. "Yeah...but, yer hurt, baby. Gotta get ya' and the babe checked out, hm? Don't wantcha gettin' infected, okay? So, can ya' trust me and come with us, hun?"

After another fifteen minutes of coercion, miles finally let's the alpha into his personal space and Hobie immediately begins to scent his neck, trying to see if it can get Miles back online with them. It does the trick because moments later, he's blinking and his eyes come back to full awareness.

"...Hobie?" He croaks, voice rough from all the growling he had done. "What...what happened?"

"Just got a lil' territorial on us, is all," Hobie tells him softly and Miles glances down at the baby girl in his arms and twitches.

"A-ah," His cheeks darken in embarrassment. "I'm sorry."

"Nothin' ya' got ta' apologize for, babydoll," Hobie tells him as Gwen and Pav rush over to comfort their packmate and Miles accepts all their kisses and scenting with a wet smile.

"Just glad yer safe."

[miilix505]

Jealousy ᡴꪫ

Dominant!omega x M!reader

Warning: Violent lover, abusive lover, domimant uke, (no smut), AOB verse , short

'I'll always love and cherish you' was the promise you had made to him, so why. Why were you smiling at another omega. It didnt matter wether they were your colleague or not. You. Were. Smiling.

Rey strided towards you, enraged. His hands were clenched to the point that veins stuck out.

A harsh grab on your shoulder startled you, you spun around to look at the person so did your colleague. Before you could even process the face of your lover a rough slap spun your head to the side.

"You bitch!" He yelled out.

You held your cheek, staring at your mate. Realisation settling in. "Babe?"

"Dont babe me fucker!" His hand reached to pull at your hair. Making you hiss in protest "ow ow ow whats the matter??" You grabbed his hand gently careful not to be too rough.

The poor colleague could only stand still and watch an obviously stronger alpha be dragged by the hair by their shorter omega.

Should I continue this :P

[yasmindifference]

no really you are keeping me FED right now, i’m loving your return to jaytim!! the new fic was amazing, a/b/o dynamics are not my usual thing but it was sooooooo wonderfully done, i love how they’re actual characters and personality shown so well through the smut, and the conversation after was *chef’s kiss*

i did leave a comment on the fic but i was nottttt coherent enough to say all this, going for my re read now! thank you for writing 🫶🏼🫶🏼

(also count my signature on the sequel petition) (a no-pressure signature, bc you also deserve a break)

ah, thank you very much!!! I'm honored you gave it a chance even though aob isn't your thing ♡♡ and I'm glad you enjoyed! I worked hard on that conversation...it was harder than the smut for some reason 😂 so it's good it worked for you ♡

haha, a little bit of pressure isn't a bad thing...I was telling this to Kriz and Astrix already, but I have a bad tendency to get lazy about writing and then I just stop! which is how I ended up going *checks notes* almost exactly 15 months without writing anything!

so a little pressure is fine...once I've had a few days to recover from this weekend, that is 😂

[captain039]

PART 6 WASTELAND HEAT (REDONE)

Cooper Howard(The Ghoul) x reader 

Warnings: Violence, blood, gore, AOB dynamics, heat, oral F receiving, smut, swearing, fallout stuff, implied cousin incest, virgin reader, drug usage, needles, plus size reader, sexual assault

Previous part <-

He kisses like a starved man. He has your hands forced above your head and his hips grinding against yours. You’re overwhelmed by everything him, his smell his leather gloves and too clothed body, his leathery lips making yours swollen and achey. He hums softly every now and then as he lets you breathe for a second, chasing air in a rush. One hand has your wrists pinned together above your head while the other is fiddling with the hem of your tank top. Your minds foggy, you’ve forgotten pretty everything right now, all hazy and heat riddled. You struggle to move your hands groaning a little in frustration as his leather covered fingers slide under your tank top and spread over your side. You want to take those damn gloves off, you hate them currently.

“You don’t stop fidgeting I will walk out that door” his warning is a low growl in your ear and you let out a small breath.

“Cooper” you mutter and his eyes snap to yours.

“Gloves” you mumble to him. He smirks slightly removing his hand from under your shirt and holding the tip of his finger to your mouth. You frown and he cocks his head to them. You hesitate but bite down on the tip of the glove and tug, before he moved to the next finger. You tug the glove off with your teeth and he continues his smirk.

“Good girl” he says taking the glove from your mouth and dropping it on the floor. He sits up, back on his knees as he tugs off his other glove and his duster coat, laying them on the floor before staring down at you. You feel like squirming under his gaze before his hands go to your hips. He grips the tops of your shorts, hooking his fingers in and pulling them. You shuffle your hips and lift them up so he can slide them off, not expecting him to slide off your underwear at the same time. You panic a little as he moves your legs to bend before dropping your bottom half clothes on the floor. You can’t cross your legs, not with him between them, your hands were quick to cover yourself though, looking everywhere but him. He lets out a tsked sound and you look to him again. He stares at your hands with slightly raised brows and you gulp. You can feel the heat you’re producing and slick, it makes you embarrassed.

“Omega, my leaving this room still stands” he says with a click of his tongue and your eyes go a little wide. You remove your hands, avoiding eye contact as his eyes stare before he presses himself back against your body. His hand grips your chin to force you to look at him and you do. You stare at his eyes, the little lashes around them too, the feel of him against you. Your need for something you don’t even know how to do or ever experienced. Every time Lucy talked about it sounded so uneventful and meaningless. Not that it had to have meaning but it sounded like most of the time she didn’t enjoy her encounters. You don’t feel him shifting till you feel a finger slide through your slick folds and a gasp leaves your lips.

“Getting in your head sugar” he mutters leaning down to press his lips against yours again. You think back to Ethan and what happened, it makes you tense and press against his chest. You don’t push him away, you grip the shirt he wears, breathe in deeply while he slows his kiss and fingers. He lifts his head frowning and you open and close your mouth a few times.

“I was accepted in the marriage trade, when the raiders came in, a raider named Ethan was supposed to be my husband, we didn’t know they were raiders. He forced his hands on me, his lips too, I don’t-“ you blurt out at the speed of light and watch the his eyes go a little wide. His hand moves from your sex and you let out a whimper.

“No, no please” you beg quietly clenching his shirt. He kisses you a little rougher this time and you sigh in relief at it.

“He didn’t do anything else but that, my father came in and killed him before he could undress me, it was the first time I’d been out of the hospital area too” you say quietly against his lips.

“Please, please I need-“ you don’t know where your begging comes from, the pure need for him to be close, to have him be your entire moment.

“Omega” he says a lowly hand gripping your hip. He flips you suddenly and you almost struggle to move with him as he perches you on his lap, his back against the headboard. You take a small breath hands resting against his clothed chest. You feel the bulge in his pants against your exposed sex and shuffle a little closer to grind yourself against it. His hands instantly grip your hips in a bruising touch and you stop letting out a small sound. You pant softly as his fingers move to the singlet covering your top half. He watched you with eyes like a hawk as you nod a little and he slips your singlet up and over your head. His hands smooth down your sides over the flesh there.

“I’m not hurting you?” You ask and he frowns before raising an eyebrow in question. You glance at yourself, the rolls on your side your chubby belly and thick thighs. He follows your gaze eyes staring hungrily over your flesh before his hands move behind your back to unclasp your bra. You look to the head board instead of his face, your body is flush with a layer of sweat over it, you’ve no doubt soaked his pants from where you sit. You feel his hands slide over your side, thumbs under your breasts before one thumb brushes over your nipple gently. It makes you jolt in surprise and look back to him, seeing him lean forward tongue darting out to twirl around your other nipple while his thumb rubs over the other one. It’s gentle not like what Ethan had done and squeezed harshly, his tongue swirls and flicks before his teeth gently scrap over the sensitive flesh and a small gasp leaves your lips. You glance down to him seeing him staring at you intently again as his full hand covers your breast and gives a gentle knead. He smirks when you make another small noise as he fondles and toys, your hips grind against his hardened cock and you feel a rush of need. You grind a little harder feeling him smirk around your breasts before he leans back.

“Go on” he cocks his head hands leaving your body too. You frown and glance down to his bulge before shuffling back to his thighs. He rests his hands behind his head watching you as you shakily undo his buttons and zip before shuffling his pants down a bit. You move his boxers away and pull him out hearing him sigh quietly, his eyes closing. You stare a little, just like the rest of his body it’s leathery with some ridges, a deeper reddish orange than the rest of him. You swallow silently and shuffle back forward, hips raised, lining him up.

“Easy-“ before he can finish you slowly lower yourself onto him and you whimper. His hands instantly grip your hips and still you and stop you. It’s a stretch and it stings your head hung and your breath leaving you in sharp pants.

“Fuck” he grunts holding you deathly still his tip just in.

“Jesus Christ, omega” he breaths and you let out a small noise in response.

“Sweetheart you gotta prepare yourself” he mutters.

“Sorry” you mutter back.

“Stop fucking apologising” he snarls with a sigh as he lets his bruising grip loosen.

“Just- slowly now” he says and you nod. You slowly lower yourself feeling the stretch, the sting and resistance before your butt meets thigh.

Your minds blank with how full you feel, how warm everything feels. The alpha lets out a low growl from his throat head leaned back.

“Slowly move your hips when you’re ready” he says a little breathlessly and you nod. You grind down on him and let out a small breath before lifting your hips slowly and lowering them. There’s a lot of stinging, and you lean forward a bit, head still hung and rest it against his shoulder. His hand snakes up your back leaving goosebumps in its wake before he massages the back of your neck with his hand.

“I know it hurts sugar” he mutters before he lets out a small chuckle.

“Sort of your own fault” he adds and you whine in response not finding any words to back talk him. His other hand goes to your hip, guiding you to slowly move up and down, and grin against him.

“It’ll feel good” he murmurs as you slowly find a rhythm and the sting begins to fade. Your hands are gripping his shoulders now as you lift your head and find strength to move on your own, the hand on your neck going to your side and squeezing gently. His eyes stare into yours again as you feel yourself quickening briefly then slowing down again, testing how everything feels.

“Fuck” you let out and another rough chuckle leaves him before he hums and guides you to move faster. You feel him inside, roughly gliding against your walls, the feeling of being so full makes you pant and clench slightly.

“Clenching around me already sweetheart” he pants and you nod. Your legs and hips hurt, but you don’t care, tension builds in your stomach like a knot but you can’t find the edge yet. You whine a little frustrated and he moves his hand between you both, two fingers pressing against a sensitive spot before rubbing slowly. You moan eyes closing as you feel your stomach tightening again. His fingers go in time with your hips and you feel yourself clench around him before coming undone. Something snaps inside you, you feel slick going down his cock and between your thighs. He snarls softly, grabs your hips with both hands and holds them up a little before he’s thrusting inside you. The movement makes you moan into his shoulder as he thrusts into you, you feel him swelling and whine softly. You tilt your neck without thought feeling his hot breath against your pulse. He ruts into you, pushing the knot of his cock inside and locking it in. You gasp and pant at the feeling your hips twitching slightly as he rests you back in his lap. He didn’t bite your neck like the teacher said and you feel somewhat unsatisfied by it. You mouth along his neck tasting sweat and dust, his head tilts ever so slightly and you gently scrap your teeth. He moves his hips and you stop with a small moan. You feel exhausted but full, your mind more focused but tired.

“Sleep” he orders and you hum eyes already closed and body sagging against his. You feel him shuffle a bit, hissing softly as he tugs his knot inside you. He reached for the blanket covering the end of the bed, bringing it up around your shoulders and you snuggle in deeper.

Next part ->

[lugarn]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Spread the self-love ❤

oh man oh man we're gonna have to go digging in my non-bl fic because there's a couple that i love and re-read often.

The Life I Choose (5472 words) Fandom: Dragon Age: Inquisition Relationships: The Iron Bull/Cullen Rutherford Characters: Cullen Rutherford, The Iron Bull (Dragon Age) Additional Tags: POV Cullen Rutherford, Dissociation, Kirkwall-related Trauma and Recovery, Lyrium Withdrawal, Character Secretly Has Tentacles, Tentacle Dick, Brief Hypnotism, Body Horror Cullen discovers in Bull someone to share parts of himself that he hasn't shared since Kirkwall.

I wrote this for an exchange but now it's genuinely one of my favorite fics to give a little re-read when I'm sad. I love it very, very dearly.

Yes, And (10393 words) Fandom: Our Flag Means Death (TV) Relationships: Wee John Feeney/Frenchie Characters: Frenchie (Our Flag Means Death), Wee John Feeney, Original Trans Character(s) Additional Tags: Meet-Cute, Pre-Canon, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Fluff and Smut, POV Frenchie (Our Flag Means Death), Molly House, Alpha Frenchie (Our Flag Means Death), Omega Wee John Feeney, Intersex Wee John Feeney, Queer Themes, Nipple Play, Male Lactation, Knotting, Mpreg, Coming Untouched, Casual Sex Work Sometimes life throws you something you aren't expecting. If you're Frenchie and Wee John, you roll with it.

You know when you write the fic that you love the most but nobody in the fandom really likes it? That's this fic. I have an entire long AU with these two in my head that this fic is just the beginning of. I love it so much.

Sweetest Downfall Fandom: KinnPorsche: The Series (TV) Relationships: Pete Phongsakorn Saengtham/Kinn Anakinn Theerapanyakun Characters: Pete Phongsakorn Saengtham, Kinn Anakinn Theerapanyakun, Khun Tankhun Theerapanyakun, Big (KinnPorsche: The Series) Additional Tags: Grief/Mourning, Angst, Pre-Canon, Under-negotiated Kink, Belts, Bad Ideas, Bottom Kinn Anakinn Theerapanyakun, Top Pete Phongsakorn Saengtham, Masochism, Sadism, Obedience, Anal Sex, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, POV Pete Phongsakorn Saengtham, the cock is only mildly healing, in spite of everyone's best intentions "Should I kiss you?" he asks.   Dark eyes turn away and Kinn's lips press into a thin line. Tears gather at the corners of Kinn's eyes. "No. Kissing is only for people we love."   After Tawan's death, Pete helps Kinn.

THIS STORY. it still wrecks me emotionally when I think about it and I think I wrote the best Kinn I've ever written right here. The cock really is only mildly healing.

ruining me completely (1562 words) Fandom: เล่นจนเป็นเรื่อง | Playboyy (Thailand TV 2023) Relationships: Phop Piphop Srikaew/Nuth Nuthakrit Varindr-Vachararodch Characters: Nuth Nuthakrit Varindr-Vachararodch, Phop Piphop Srikaew Additional Tags: Self-Discovery, Gender Dysphoria, Character Study "I've tried it," Phop says, looking at the marigold-yellow dress that Nuth holds out like it'll bite him. "Dresses and stuff. Dressing up. It never fits right."

Nuth doesn't know how to say that he wants Phop to try again for him, so he says instead, "I picked it out. It compliments your color, and it's cute. Flowy, right?" It was the style Phop said he'd wear, if he could.

Writing this fic gave me so many feelings and now re-reading it gives me many more. I want to cover this Phop in flowers and all the pretty things he wants but distances himself from. The only non-explicit fic on this list!

ball and chain (2459 words) Fandom: เล่นจนเป็นเรื่อง | Playboyy (Thailand TV 2023) Relationships: Prom Prompitch Ponglert/Nont Nontnapas Saktawee, Prom Prompitch Ponglert/Nant Nantnarin Saktawee, Aob Anand Aiemwilai & Prom Prompitch Ponglert Characters: Prom Prompitch Ponglert, Nant Nantnarin Saktawee, Aob Anand Aiemwilai, Nont Nontnapas Saktawee Additional Tags: Coda, Episode 2, POV Prom Prompitch Ponglert, Character Study, when you crack a character open and the horrors emerge, Drug Use, Captivity, Implied/Referenced Drug Addiction, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Choking, Masochism, Masturbation, Under-negotiated Kink, hoping your boyfriend's twin is the evil one, brief Jason/Prom While the boy who isn't Nant is still draped over Prom, clueless, a message pings Prom's phone. Prom shifts away and looks at the screen, and of course it's Nant. where? did you go?? it doesn't take that long to smoke prompitchhhhhh

I think I am most pleased with how this fic came out, of all the Playboyy fic I've written. I hit everything I wanted to hit and the mood is so cohesive and lovely.

Thank you @cryptidafter for the ask! this was fun!

[ladyfly]

The Mistake AOB PT1

This will have smut. And some Alpha Omega Beta dynamics. Also smut.

He hadn't meant to do it. Really he hadn't! That piece of code was for a side project! All he wanted was a girlfriend to love him. He just happened to be into... more sordid things. He just happened to have an Alpha Omega Beta kink! He already had his perfect partner ready to go.

His best friend agreed to make him the body as long as he shared his code with her. It wasn't supposed to turn out like this! Now his code was in the Daycare Attendant! Not only that but the Attendant was already gone! It was hard enough to get them to come for regular maintenance!

Getting the Attendant to come just because? Impossible! Guess this will be a trial run... He did hear a rumor the Attendant had a romantic partner... This should be fine. Right?

Something felt... off. Sun couldn't put his finger on what it was or why. Moon told him it was probably their new upgrades. They could smell now in case of a gas leak, fire, or smelly kid; as they had been told by the worker. They also got an upgrade on the quality of their silicone.

Their face looks more friendly with a moveable mouth. They look more like their posters now. Sun and Moon were excited to show themselves off to you. You had to leave for a while for Thanksgiving with your family. Today you would return to them. They just had to wait until tonight.

Due to the big upgrade, the Daycare was closed for the day. Sun decided to go into their tower and straighten up for you. Moon agreed this was a good idea. He told Sun they could make you a small gift too. This made Sun excited!

As they touched down in their tower Sun froze. A sweet spicy smell hit his receptors. It made his circuits feel... buzzing. They were buzzing like bees. He prowled around the room looking for the source. He found it. It was a nightshirt of yours. Both Sun and Moon were on the front smiling and posing.

He felt odd. Something in him whispering quietly. Itching at his core to protect you. He didn't understand why. You weren't in any danger. You weren't even here yet! Sun shook his head and began to clean. When he finished the main room the lights turned off.

Moon crawled through the tunnel to the bedroom. Your scent was stronger here. Moon found it hard to focus on cleaning. His optics fell on the makeshift bed. His wires felt itchy as he looked at it. It just needed a little... fluffing. He kneeled down in front of it and began to fluff the "bedding".

Just as he was about to move on Sun blurted out "You should test it out... Make sure it's soft."

Moon nodded "Yes... soft."

Moon lay down on the pile of blankets, pillows, and stuffed animals. Terrible! Not good enough! He tore the bed apart. They would need to start over. The corner would be a good spot to put it. Yes, perfect. He began to arrange the stuffed animals first. That itchy feeling came back.

It wasn't right! Moon took it down again. Pillows first? No still wrong!

"I have an Idea." Sun stated in their shared headspace. Moon could almost feel him smile "Braid the blankets."

Moon shivered in excitement. He took the pile of blankets and began to braid some of them together. The task took up the rest of his time out. Sun was quick to take over the task. They still weren't sure why they were doing this but the need to to so was overwhelming!

Sun began to arrange the blankets in a spiral pattern creating a soft base for the... nest? Why did they want to call this a nest? He tucked some of your clothes and his clothes into the nest. It needed to smell like both of you. It had to!

Next, he layered the pillows and stuffed animals. The light shifted again. Moon set aside the softest and warmest blankets. The rest were laid over the top of the nest. Moon lay down in the nest. It was perfect. It made the itchy feeling go away.

They still had time to wait for you so they decided to charge. Your scent filled their receptors and they entered sleep mode exhausted from their task.

[playboyy-events]

Fic round-up: March!

We're officially one third of the way through the fic-writing timespan! As part of the planned Playboyy Bingo event, there's a monthly round-up of the fics that were posted. This month, nine fics by seven different creators were added to the Ao3 collection!

Rebus (911 words) by saisei Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Rape/Non-Con Relationships: Nuth Nuthakrit Varindr-Vachararodch/Zouey Sippakorn Kichlertpaisal Characters: Nuth Nuthakrit Varindr-Vachararodch, Zouey Sippakorn Kichlertpaisal Additional Tags: Rape Aftermath, Pre-Canon, Episode 13 spoilers, Caretaking, Masturbation, Drawing Series: Part 25 of Thai series fics Summary: Something's wrong with Nuth. He knows better than to get involved with the kid crying in the Playboyy bathroom stall, but he has to ask, "Are you okay?"

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ruining me completely (1562 words) by kpvpogtfo Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Phop Piphop Srikaew/Nuth Nuthakrit Varindr-Vachararodch Characters: Nuth Nuthakrit Varindr-Vachararodch, Phop Piphop Srikaew Additional Tags: Self-Discovery, Gender Dysphoria, Character Study Summary: "I've tried it," Phop says, looking at the marigold-yellow dress that Nuth holds out like it'll bite him. "Dresses and stuff. Dressing up. It never fits right." Nuth doesn't know how to say that he wants Phop to try again for him, so he says instead, "I picked it out. It compliments your color, and it's cute. Flowy, right?" It was the style Phop said he'd wear, if he could.

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I Would Eat His Heart (1193 words) by technicallyverycowboy Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Porsche Patchanon Ponglert/Nont Nontnapas Saktawee, Prom Prompitch Ponglert/Nont Nontnapas Saktawee Characters: Porsche Patchanon Ponglert, Prom Prompitch Ponglert, Nont Nontnapas Saktawee Additional Tags: Self-Discovery, Masochism, Sadism, self-destructive nonmonogamy, nont's never seen a bad idea he didn't throw himself into dick-first Summary: “Nant liked it rough, too,” Porsche says. “I guess that kind of thing runs in a family.” “How do you like it?” Nont asks. The buzzing beneath his skin spirals up and up. Porsche looks him in the eye. “Rougher than that.” Nont goes looking for an outlet and finds Porsche.

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push it (838 words) by imaginareality Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Zouey Sippakorn Kichlertpaisal/Nont Nontnapas Saktawee Characters: Zouey Sippakorn Kichlertpaisal, Nont Nontnapas Saktawee Additional Tags: Dubious Consent, Smut, idk what else to tag Summary: Zouey knows from the start that Nont isn't Nant. Nont is determined not to blow his covers. Zouey takes advantage of that.

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Slow My Mind (1446 words) by CaffeineAddict94 Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Porsche Patchanon Ponglert/Jump Jessada Sopha Characters: Porsche Patchanon Ponglert, Jump Jessada Sopha Additional Tags: During Canon, Prompt Fic, Spanking, Impact Play, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Kink Exploration Series: Part 1 of Playing With The Boyys Summary: Porsche will never be able to explain how gratifying it feels to be able to hit someone because he likes it, because Jump likes it, because this kind of pain stays on the surface instead of lingering inside your chest like a bad infection.

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Rope Practice (773 words) by blue_grama Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Aob Anand Aiemwilai/Teena Tinarath Somwong Characters: Aob Anand Aiemwilai, Teena Tinarath Somwong Additional Tags: Rope Bondage, Exhibitionism, Mentor/Protégé, Playboyy bingo challenge, teena's pretty privilege versus aob's work ethic, No Beta We Die Like [SPOILER REDACTED] Summary:

Teena has a client with a request. Aob has the requisite knowledge.

A little pre-canon bondage snippet for Playboyy Bingo (Get your card here).

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Tongue and Buckle (943 words) by Caeslin Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Porsche Patchanon Ponglert/Jump Jessada Sopha Characters: Porsche Patchanon Ponglert, Jump Jessada Sopha Additional Tags: Dirty Talk, Sadism, Masochism, Everyone's Having a Good Time, Post-Canon, Established Relationship, Pet Play Summary: Sometimes, Porche likes to pretend Jump is his pet. Sometimes, Jump does too.

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oasis (354 words) by imaginareality Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Phop Piphop Srikaew/Nuth Nuthakrit Varindr-Vachararodch Characters: Nuth Nuthakrit Varindr-Vachararodch, Phop Piphop Srikaew Additional Tags: Transgender Nuth Nuthakrit Varindr-Vachararodch, transfem Nuth, Slice of Life Summary: Phop brushes Nuth's hair

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do you no good (1775 words) by kpvpogtfo Rating: Explicit Warnings: Rape/Non-Con Relationships: Jason Lee/Puen Pakorn Booncharoen Characters: Puen Pakorn Booncharoen, Jason Lee (Playboyy) Additional Tags: POV Puen, Pre-Canon, Rape/Non-con Elements, Rape Recovery, Loss of Virginity, Angst, sex is not super detailed, feelings are super detailed, Character Study Summary: The first year at university is tough, but there isn't any part harder for Puen than the day he met his scholarship sponsor.

[ladytauria]

tauria hello!!! i have ask game questions for you!!! placing them in your inbox like a cat bringing you a dead mouse 💕

🌵🪐🦷🪲🌸

hahaha hi bean, thank u sm for the asks! i give you answers the same way i praise my cats for their hunting skills

🌵 → share the link to a playlist you love

I don't actually listen to a lot of playlists—or, well. I do, but generally I listen to those like. Either the aesthetic comps on youtube or ones I curated for me lmao. And um. I don’t have links for the latter shsjdjdj And the aesthetic ones get flagged all the time :/

UM but as an apology for the lack of an actual playlist, have this song that was the inspiration for me to finally put together a jaytim playlist: Gently Break It - Beck Pete

🪐 → name three good things going on in your life right now

I have wonderful friends who I love and enjoy talking to!

I made cookies today! Chocolate chip w toffee pieces. I remembered the brown sugar this time (I make them from a cake mix, lmao, bc it gives u more cookies than a cookie mix in my experience) and they came out nice and chewy :) I’m so happy it’s cooled off enough that baking doesn’t feel horrible

It’s getting cooler so I am much comfier and also my cat snuggles with me at night more instead of abandoning me for the hotter

🦷 → share some personal wisdom or a life hack you swear on

Uhhh, hm. Something writing focused: when I wrap up writing time for the day, if I don’t have an outline or if I’ve deviated from my plans too much, I try to write a summary of my intent/plans, just in case I’m not able to return to the WIP the next day.

🧩 → add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here

this is a few more than 50 words, Imao, but I added some of the previous lines for context, lol. anyway, this is bruce/jaybin aob smut <3

He doesn't, because he wants gentleness for Jason, this first time. And many times after, too.

Wants him to know the luxury of soft touches in the most intimate of ways and places, to be spoiled and loved and shown all the ways he can be made to feel good.

Not, he thinks, that Jason will be content with that forever.

Not the way he runs headfirst into danger these days, as Robin. The drive to protect and teenage hormones run wild, fueling the anger long burning under his skin—

Yes, Bruce thinks it won't be too long at all before Jason brings all that pushing and testing and brashness here, too.

It is fortunately much easier to subdue a bratty omega than it is a righteous Robin.

🌸 → do you have any pets? if you do, post some pictures of them

I do! I have two lovely little kitties <3 I used to have three, but unfortunately I had to say goodbye to my oldest, Tauri, three months ago (she was 13)—I'm including a picture of her anyway though.

In order from left to right, this is Tauri, George, and Little Bit!

[misserabella]

abby anderson’s masterlist!

(professional golf player 🏌🏼‍♀️)

‘ are you wearing my backpack?! ’

𓆸 smut! ❁ fluff! ✮ favorites!

⧆ angst

☆. cruel intentions 𓆸

☆. scary love 𓆸

☆. sexting with gf abby! 𓆸

☆. drabble about abby giving u head 𓆸

☆. stressed out 𓆸

☆. from the back 𓆸

☆. pretty girl 𓆸

☆. just one more 𓆸

☆. thru the phone 𓆸

☆. 7.5 𓆸

☆. ride 𓆸

☆. come over 𓆸

☆. 69 𓆸

☆. ellabs aftercare

☆. tattoo love 𓆸

☆. piercing 𓆸

☆. 46-58 𓆸

☆. tie me up 𓆸

☆. loosen up 𓆸

☆. what girls can do (masc reader) 𓆸

☆. lost match, won love 𓆸

☆. perfect sin 𓆸

☆. i want to hear you scream (ellabs) 𓆸

☆. the farmer’s daughter 𓆸

☆. in heat (ellabs aob) 𓆸

☆. puppy love ❁

☆. bloody heaven 𓆸

☆. ask nicely 𓆸

[lo-fi-charming]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

got tagged by @milkteamoon! ^^

1. How many works do you have on Ao3? // 176!

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count? // 866,977

3. What fandoms do you write for? // Mainly TMA the last few years; previously, I wrote a lot of OPM fic. I'd say those are easily my two 'biggest' fandoms in terms of being actively involved and writing fic for them. I'll also write fic of other things I enjoy though, so I have a lot of one-shots and short series for other things too!

4. What are your top five fics by kudos? // Sticking with TMA fic for this one, so:

What Lies Beyond the Frame (rated G, jmart) — A minor AU where I give Jon a new Beholding power, letting him see through his glasses when he's not wearing them. One of my earliest works for the fandom! I'm actually surprised to find it at the top of this list.

off-the-clock assistance (rated E, jmart) — An AOB fic taking place during the iconic Martin Living In The Archives era. I wrote this after realizing that other TMA smut fics had taught me I actually DO enjoy fisting as a concept, lol.

The Kissing Game (rated T, jmart) — A lighthearted, Christmas-y fic where Jon, Tim, and Sasha get into a competitive little holiday game of trying to catch Martin under the mistletoe. This one was very fun to write and I quite like how I ultimately wrapped it up.

A Friendly Favor (rated E, martim) — An AU where Tim and Martin are friends with benefits! I used to be very into martim when I first got into the fandom... I do still enjoy them, but we all know where my main focus/energy ultimately started going hehe. This one ended up developing into a tiny series of fics in the same setting.

Sizing Up (rated E, jmart) — Wherein Jon discovers that Martin is a size queen. This one was based off a stupid little comic I drew and is probably the closes I've gotten to writing a 'crack fic', though I wouldn't call it that - it's more in terms of the Energy I brought to writing it? Just doing something with a very silly base concept but taking it (mostly) seriously.

5. Do you respond to comments? // I do sometimes, if I feel like I have anything worth saying! Sometimes I'll respond with a simple 'thank you' or variation thereof if someone says something particularly nice though ;w;

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? // Kind of a difficult question honestly... I don't really write 'angsty' endings to my fic, even if they do have a darker tone or a lot of angst in the middle somewhere; I'm not really a hurt-no-comfort guy. I also think it's hard to say whether an ending is angsty because it can kinda depend on the perspective of the character(s) and I'd say generally, when I'm doing things as I intended, even if the ending is a bit dark, that doesn't ring as angsty to me?

If I HAD to choose one... maybe when the dream ends, a very old, Sans-centric Undertale fic I wrote where he experiences disorienting dissociation and deja vu of other timelines post-pacifist ending. It has a hopeful conclusion, but still leans heavily on his feelings of detachment, vague depression, and anxiety from feeling like everything around him is impermanent and repetitive.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? // Hm, approaching this in terms of fic where the happiness of the end feels earned, that'd probably go to The Taste of Midnight, my witch!Jon AU fic where he has to save his town from a disastrous force (with Martin's help). The final chapter, once the plot is resolved, is very idyllic and fluffy - a nice, pleasant conclusion for all the dramatic stuff that happened!

8. Do you get hate on fics? // I've gotten hate on a fic ONCE, as far as I can remember! It was for Deep V (rated E), a fic where Jon is trans and has dysphoric feelings about his chest, but decides he wants to try improving his relationship to it via kink. I made the mistake of openly asking for feedback on it when I posted it, and one of the more well-known assholes in the fandom (which I would learn after the fact), left a very nasty comment on it basically scolding me for even having written/shared it in the first place. Luckily I got a lot of useful advice and more friendly feedback/encouragement from much cooler people in the fandom, which was very nice and helped keep my feelings towards the fic largely positive! A harrowing but imo good learning experience in the end.

9. Do you write smut? // Yup! I have for a long time. It's generally my favorite kind of fic to read as well as write, though my tastes have been refining the last couple of years. I could write a whole big thing on my feelings about smut fic but I'll refrain this time!

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written? // I don't think I've ever written a crossover fic! Right now, the closest I've gotten is vaguely contributing too (and loudly supporting the creation of) a Murderbot/Among Us fic my roomie started a year or two ago. Which I need to continue yelling at them to publish... hehe.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? // Boy I sure hope not!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? // Yes, actually! Someone asked for permission to translate my OPM fic The Apron (rated E) into Russian! This is wild to me.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? // Yes, I'm actually co-writing one now with my friend V! It's an edited version of a long-going Jondaisy RP called Open Door (rated E). It's been a fun (if slow-going) project; it's an interesting challenge to go through an RP where we're each playing one character's part and try to edit it into a state that makes it more natural to read for others.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship? // Jon/Daisy!!!! You might want to call recency bias, but they are simply Everything To Me that I've ever needed in a ship, actually, it's kind of insane how much of a hold they've taken over me. I look back on my older ships and I enjoy them all very much, but nothing hits the way jaisy does. I fear nothing else ever will... they're my true OTP...

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? // I have quite a few... A lot that I really want to go back to... Probably my most ambitious and least likely would be And Only Space Stood Between Them, which is an unfinished Oban Star Racers fic that would've involved interplanetary space travel, worldbuilding for a planet and alien species that was only VERY lightly explored in the anime, two protagonists/alternating POVs, a huge cast of supporting characters, an overarching plot amidst a star-racing competition, and a developing friendship/romance(?) between Eva and Aikka. I had SUPER big aspirations for it, and only got to the 4th chapter, when Eva first leaves Earth to head for his home planet. In a perfect world I would write this space epic..... It is my dear wish that... maybe someday...................

16. What are your writing strengths? // I've been told I'm good at writing in-character, which I greatly appreciate as feedback and dearly hope is true. I personally think I'm actually pretty decent at naturalistic dialogue, which I often hear is a difficult aspect of writing for folks. I think I'm generally good at pacing too, and I'd like to say that descriptive imagery is a solid strength of mine, though that's an element of writing often subject to taste...

17. What are your writing weaknesses? // I have no idea if it's a real weakness but I often get self-conscious about my writing being boring or repetitive or trite or something, despite people telling me this isn't the case when I've asked. I think it's just a case of, despite how long I've been writing, I'm still relatively young and have a lot to learn; I'm still finding my confidence in my unique voice and what I'm good at.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? // At the moment I only feel comfortable dabbling with the inclusion of Spanish, and only because I've been actively trying to learn it for a year. Even then, I basically only use it if I'm writing something with canonically Spanish-speaking characters. As a reader, it's something I really like to encounter when done well! Especially as a way to explore a diverse headcanon for a character.

19. First fandom you wrote for? // Pokemon!

20. Favorite First fic you’ve written? // (I actually misread this question, then decided to keep my first answer, because I'm so bad at picking a favorite fic! Honestly!)

Anyways, in terms of my first fic: it was a Pokemon fic with no main title. It's about a girl named Kim with a Charmander starter. She visits a pokemon center after adopting an abandoned and injured Growlithe, only to realize the center has been infiltrated by Team Rocket, who attempt to steal the Pokemon being healed there. I have an original, printed version of this fic in my stuff somewhere! I've daydreamed about making a comic out of it while keeping all the original narration/dialogue.

Okay, now I tag my dear friends. Obvs only do this if you want to~

@temporalreplicsimile , @callmearcturus, @zykaben, @ostentenacity