#burningdownthedark

[direnightshade]

All Too Well (Intro)

Last year, @burningdownthedark hit both @leatherboundbirate and I with an idea for an au of our au, featuring All Too Well and I thought you know, I'm going to write about this. AND NO SHOCKER HERE but I'm still in the process of doing so. But this is a little smidge of a teaser. An intro to the piece, if you will.

Warnings: Daddy Kink, Power Dynamics, Professor/Student Dynamic, Gendered Pet Name(s) Word Count: 333 This is also on AO3, if you're interested in reading there.

“I don’t want to go back home—back to reality.”

The large, warm hand that rests on your bare thigh gives a reassuring squeeze as Jack looks over at you from his spot behind the wheel. The air is still tinged with a hint of summery warmth—warm enough to keep the windows down as he drives—in spite of the leaves that have already begun to change in the early Autumn days, coloring the hills in small pops of reds and yellows. Jack’s hair, now streaked with gray, tousles in the breeze as his thumb taps lightly against the wheel.

“I know, Princess.” Slowly, his foot presses down onto the brake, the car rolling to a gradual stop at the intersection. “C’mere,” he says before pouting his lips out to signal his need for more of your affection.

The scent of his cologne is much stronger now that you’re leaning across the console, a hand grazing the soft fabric of the scarf—your scarf—that hangs loosely from his neck. The more that you lean into him, the further his hand inadvertently slides up your thigh until it is disappearing beneath the flowy material of your dress, fingers grazing along your rapidly dampening underwear. A sound of satisfaction rumbles in the depths of Jack’s chest when your lips finally close the distance to meet his. The kiss is slow and unhurried complete with tongues that glide along one another and teeth that nip at plush bottom lips.

“Did you have a nice weekend,” he asks when the kiss comes to an end.

“Yes, Daddy.”

Jack is on the verge of leaning in for another kiss when a horn blares loudly from behind. His eyes shift to look at the light which has now switched to green and moves his foot off the brake to step on the gas. The hand at your thigh gives another squeeze before slipping away entirely as the sound of your mischievous giggles and the slide of his zipper fill the car’s interior.

#Jack Gladney #White Noise #Jack Gladney x Reader #AU of the BHB AU #BHB AU #BHB #BHB Personal AU #All Too Well #burningdownthedark #leatherboundbirate #cw: daddy kink #cw: power dynamic #cw: professor / student dynamic #cw: gendered pet names #cw: pet names

[canonatypical]

I’m just gonna throw a wrench at you here, or, a metal arm if you will 💀

Husband, One Night Stand, Best Friend:

Winter Soldier!Bucky

CACW Red Henley!Bucky

Military Uniform!Bucky

Love you 💜💜💜💜

Ma'am. Not the metal arm, please. LMFAO My god I am feral for all of these. :heavybreathing:

Husband:

Winter Soldier!Bucky. Being an assassin husband/wife team, are you kidding me???? WHO HAS THE SIGN UP SHEET??

One Night Stand:

Choke me like you hate me, but you love me. CACW Red Henley!Bucky. Tbh he can get it any night of the week. It's not just gonna be for one night, who are we kidding. :phew:

Best Friend:

Military Uniform!Bucky. I love him but also the I'm just a baby! audio plays in my head when I think of him. lmfao Would still bang him though.

#Ask #burningdownthedark #Bucky Barnes

[gladneyfam]

Thank you to the lovely @glassbxttless for being kind enough to create a little BHB family portrait!

#art #fanart #commission #glassboxttless #BHB #BHB AU #BHB Personal AU #Jack Gladney #Ben Gladney #Kylo Gladney #Matt Gladney #leatherboundbirate #burningdownthedark #direnightshade

[direnightshade]

All Too Well (Part Two)

Last year, @burningdownthedark hit both @leatherboundbirate and I with an idea for an au of our au, featuring All Too Well and I thought you know, I’m going to write about this. AND NO SHOCKER HERE but I’m still in the process of doing so. This is the second part, which is a follow up to the Intro, which you can read here.

Warnings: Female Reader, Angst, Daddy Kink, Gendered Pet Names, Student/Teacher Power Dynamic, Light Choking/Gagging Word Count: 1,435 As always, you can find this over on AO3.

Months later the mild warmth of early Autumn days has long since given way to the bitter and whipping winds of a colder than normal winter, but in the confines of a locked office, the two of you remain oh so warm. Panted breaths remain hushed to prevent those kept at bay by the closed door from becoming privy to what’s currently unfolding as clumsy hands fumble with a belt, the buckle soon knocking heavily against the exposed wooden top of the desk between your parted legs. Jack utters a soft hush against your lips, swallowing down a moan that slips free from your lips when deft fingers pull aside dampened fabric to explore your already glistening cunt. You respond in kind, wrapping a hand around the thick girth of his half-hard cock, causing his hips to buck further into your grasp; a silent urging for you to continue.

“That’s it, Princess,” he gasps into your mouth when your hand gives a tentative squeeze before setting a steady rhythm. “Want you to get Daddy nice ‘n’ hard before I–mmmfffuck–wreck this little pussy.”

A happy little noise is emitted, something akin to a breathy laugh or maybe a gasp—perhaps a mix of the two, Jack cannot really tell. Truthfully, he’s too far gone to really care, lost in the way that your soft hand strokes up and down his cock that now stands rigid against your palm. His hips begin to give tentative thrusts that move in perfect rhythm with your hand and this time, when your thumb glides along the head of his cock to spread and smear the beads of precum that have already gathered, it is Jack who is forced to be as quiet as possible. His lips part against yours, and a puff of hot air fans across your face as he huffs out a silent moan in response to the touch. God, he’s going to miss this when—

No, he shakes the thought from his mind.

He’s going to enjoy this moment with you. And enjoy he does when he pulls his fingers from your slick cunt, watching as they glisten beneath the harsh fluorescent lights overhead.

“Open,” he instructs.

It comes as no surprise to him that you do as you’re told, opening your mouth to reveal your tongue to him. He slides his fingers in, showing little mercy when he jabs them into the back of your throat. He likes this, likes watching as your happy expression changes to one of focus and concentration as you struggle not to choke on thick digits. You fail, of course. You always fail—small choking noises fill the room, and as you struggle against him, he can feel the way that your hand inadvertently grips and squeezes his cock tighter, as if doing so helps to brace you through moments such as this. His cock throbs against your palm and, fuck, he’d love nothing more than to have you on your knees in front of him, his angry, red cock shoved deep into the back of your throat as you fight against him, struggling to breathe while he stuffs you full.

He shakes the image from his mind, chasing away darker thoughts that always linger so dangerously close—too close for his liking.

Now that his fingers have been sufficiently cleaned, he pulls them free from your mouth and uses the spit that now covers them to slicken his cock once he chases away the hand that had been holding it mere seconds ago. Even held in his large hand, his cock still manages to look impressive and intimidating and though he knows that you yield to him so perfectly, taking him with little complaint each time, he cannot help but wonder if this is finally the time you tell him that it is too much.

Jack takes a step forward, his slacks now slipping down to the midway points of his thighs from the movement. He takes his time now, teasing the both of you as he slides the head of his cock up along your wet pussy, circling it around your clit over and over again. He loves this moment, as torturous as it is for him, because he knows that it is even more so for you; the light taps his doles out onto the sensitive bundle of nerves coupled with the ceaseless circling are almost always guaranteed to have your body trembling beneath his.

Oh, how he loves to see you at his mercy.

He waits until you are teetering so dangerously close to the edge, right when you begin to spasm and clench around nothing, though you’re still not quite there yet. Only then does he allow his cock to slip down until it notches in the warmth of your cunt, and without allowing for any accommodation to his girth, Jack seizes forward, stopping only when he can go no further, until he is buried in you completely. It’s risky, he knows, doing this to you when there are people right outside of the door, administrators who could hear if you so much as let a moan or a scream slip past those pretty lips of yours. But it’s the thrill of such a notion that Jack loves so much. Even in spite of his rough handling, how he purposely tries to coax the faintest little whimper from you—tries to see how much he can get away with—you always manage to stay perfectly quiet.

His perfect girl.

Your pussy feels as if it was made for him, gripping him tightly, bringing him closer and closer to his release with each stroke of his cock against your soft, slick walls. The desk squeaks once beneath you on a particularly rough thrust, and though Jack shifts his attention to the door, his hips never once cease their relentless onslaught. His brow is beaded with sweat when he looks back to you, brows now pinched in concentration and face reddened by the strain of keeping quiet. He slips a hand between the two of you to work a calloused thumb against your already sensitive and stiffened clit, circling it over and over again until finally—fuck, finally—he can feel your cunt fluttering around him and gripping him even tighter than before. His free hand is quick to slip over your mouth, perhaps gripping a little too hard as he stops the cries that always inevitably slip free in spite of your best efforts to keep them at bay.

Jack, the very man who you’ve heard snarling, grunting, and growling like a feral beast possessed in your most heated of moments, cums with birthing more than the tiniest whimper. Throwing his head back, veins and tendons straining with the effort of being silent in a moment when he’d love nothing more than to roar with ferocity, his hips stutter and then still entirely. His cock throbs with each rope of cum that he shoots deep into your greedy little cunt. When he finally settles, the all too intense sensation passing, he bends down to deposit a single kiss to your lips.

“I love you,” you whisper up to him like a prayer, the words you’ve held onto for months now finally spilling free.

There is the faintest curving of his lips, you notice, but… Jack finds that he can’t bring himself to say it. The words are trapped in his throat, stuck behind a blockade of other emotions he cannot bear to burden you with here and now. It never comes, the verbal reciprocation you’d desperately been hoping for. Instead, Jack leans in once more and presses a tender kiss to your forehead, allowing his lips to linger for longer than necessary before pulling away from you to tuck himself back into his pants and make himself look presentable once again.

With a quick glance at the watch that adorns his wrist, he looks back at where you remain atop his desk. “If you hurry, you can make it to your creative writing class on time.”

It’s impossible to miss the disappointment that flashes across your face when he finally speaks. Jack falls silent again when you all but throw yourself off of his desk, avoiding any and all eye contact with him as you work to fix your appearance before gathering the collegiate materials you’d left on a nearby seat when you’d first entered his office earlier in the day.

There are no more words exchanged when you vacate his office, leaving him standing in the center of the room, a hand passing through thinning hair. All that remains is a deafening silence.

#BHB #BHB AU #BHB Personal AU #An AU of the AU #Jack Gladney #Jack Gladney x Reader #cw: student / teacher dynamics #cw: power dynamics #cw: student / teacher #cw: professor / teacher #cw: daddy kink #cw: angst #cw: light choking #cw: light gagging #cw: gendered pet names #leatherboundbirate #burningdownthedark

[direnightshade]

Hi bb! ❤️💜

I’m specifically thinking about a douchey, cocky version of Ben. Think this gif, at a party, we somehow end up in his lap (he’s in the perfect position…), with the prompt “I thought you ‘couldn’t stand me.’”

Love you bye 👀

MAAAA'AAAAAM PLEASE NOT THIS GIF. 😩 God, I love the thought of a cocky Ben. Also got to thank @leatherboundbirate for giving some input into this one. :phew: I am weak.

Warnings: Alcohol Consumption, Drunk Reader

The loud bass of the music that blares through a pair of oversized speakers fills the home that’s overflowing with partygoers. In the living room, people dance, in the kitchen others are refilling their drinks–seated on one of the sofas closest to the area where the kitchen and living room merge is Ben, his arms raised and hands clasped behind his head as he takes in the sight of the other people in the space.

He’s been watching you traverse your way through the crowd, not that he’d ever openly admit it. You hate him after all, or so he’s convinced. He isn’t sure why though… It’s not like he’d ever outright done anything to you. But…

You’d told him he was a dick once, that his ego was too big for his narrow-minded brain. The memory elicits a snort that becomes drowned out by the music.

This is your fourth drink now and he hasn’t seen you eat anything once, but as he observes you scooping more punch into your red solo cup, he makes no moves to stop you. You’re an adult, after all–responsible for your own decisions. Who is he to make you stop?

But now you’re stumbling away from the breakfast bar area, giggling at something some random has said to you. His eyes track the way you sway as you make your way back into the living room; it’s like slow motion, watching as some jackass comes barreling into the room only to bump into you roughly, sending your drink flying and landing you in Ben’s lap. In an instant, his hands settle against your hips, preventing you from falling over onto the people sitting on either side of him.

This is…not ideal.

No, it’s the furthest from ideal.

Of all the people in this room, of course it’s his lap you fall onto.

You hate him. You hate him so much, but…

You hate him because you love him. And naturally, what started off as a great friendship when the two of you were little only fell apart as you got older and split off into separate friend groups. Then Ben developed his ego and apparent God complex and it was nothing but a downhill slide from there.

And yet…

And yet the love you had for him back then remains, only growing in spite of how much he irritates you. Just like he does in this very moment.

“Never thought I’d see the day you’d throw yourself into my lap, babe.” A seemingly triumphant grin spreads across Ben’s face as your head whips around to look at him when he speaks. “And here I thought you couldn’t stand me.”

“I can’t,” you fire back, the remark only eliciting a chuckle from the man who’s lap you remain seated on.

“No?” Ben arches a questioning brow, the grin still firmly rooted in place. “That why you’re in a hurry to get off?”

“Wha– I’m not… I…”

You know that’s not what he meant, or…it’s Ben, of course he meant it as some sick double entendre. Chalk it up as another thing you love hate: just how quickly he can cause you to become flustered.

Ben hums in response whilst simultaneously sliding an arm around your stomach, tugging you closer until you are resting back against the hardened planes of his chest. It isn’t until this very moment that you’ve realized just how much muscle Ben is. You grumble at the thought and shift again until his other hand grips your waist in warning, a silent sign for you to stop.

“I think you are,” he says huskily into your ear, just loud enough for you to hear over the incessant pounding of the music. “You haven’t quit squirming since you sat on me, babygirl. Bet if I reached up under that skirt of yours,” he starts, a hand now drifting down to tease at the hemline of the fabric, “my fingers would come out glistening.”

Yes, you immediately think to yourself before silently chastising your own mind for having such a horrid thought. You know that it’s true, however, and what’s worse is that he knows and he hasn’t even touched you…not really.

“Fuck off,” you growl out in reply.

Again, Ben chuckles, this time giving an all too brief flex upwards of his hips, allowing you to feel the growing bulge beneath you. “C’mon, babe, don’t be mean to me. Not tonight,” he teases, leaning in to trail his nose up along the side of your throat, inhaling to capture a whiff of your scent.

When we shudder, Ben smiles. “I’ll make you feel so fuckin’ good. Don’t you want that, babygirl? To feel good?”

Your eyelids flutter closed briefly, and for a moment you aren’t sure if it’s the alcohol that’s emboldening you, or finally giving in after years of pushing him away.

“Okay,” you whisper, the response nearly lost to the blaring music.

“Yeah?” Ben’s hand squeezes your thigh whilst giving a quick nip to your skin. “That’s my girl.”

Without hesitation, he ushers you up and off of his lap, quickly wrapping a possessive arm around you when he, too, rises up to his feet. Together, the two of you stumble up the stairs and down the second floor hall to the nearest unoccupied room, disappearing to explore one another while the party carries on beneath you.

#Ask #burningdownthedark #Kylo Ren Week #Ben Solo Week #Ben Solo #Ben Solo x Reader #Ben x Reader #cw: alcohol consumption #cw: drunk reader

[direnightshade]

I’m eyeing those Taylor prompts HARD but I can’t stop thinking about this one:

9. “look at my fucking neck, how am i supposed to face my mother?”

with any of the Gladney guys. Because, well…👀

💜💜💜💜

The sunlight of an early morning streams in through the cracks of the blinds that were drawn last night. Dust particles dance calmly in the golden hue, but as Kylo’s eyes crack open and his hand reaches over to the empty space beside him, he is greeted by a scene that is less than calm. In fact, it is quite the opposite.

You are seated at the vanity, the very one he had put in his own space for mornings such as these - mornings when you wake up with him - and your head is tilted, hands exploring all areas of your exposed neck. It is marked to hell, he finds; hickies dot all along the column of your throat, marking a line that ends with your shoulders. There are, Kylo knows, more that he’s placed on you in parts only ever seen by himself, his brothers and, of course, Jack. The thought alone sends a twitch of interest to his cock.

“Look at my fucking neck,” you lament, the statement followed by a sigh of frustration when you spot him awake and watching you in the reflection of the vanity’s mirror. “How am I supposed to face my mother?”

“You don’t,” Kylo responds nonchalantly. Behind you, Kylo groans sleepily as he shifts around in the bed in order to move closer to you. “Come back to bed.”

He watches, now propped up on an elbow as you peer over your shoulder to take in the sight of him. It doesn’t go unnoticed how your eyes roam over his bare chest which also bears marks of its own.

“I don’t have the makeup to cover this, Kylo.”

“Wear a scarf.”

“It’s ninety degrees,” you shoot back.

The corners of Kylo’s lips quirk upward slightly with the beginnings of a smirk. Wordlessly, he slides further across the bed, a long arm eventually reaching out to wind around your stomach. “Come back to bed.”

“Kylo-”

“I’m not asking.” You could continue to protest, you both know. While he does enjoy the occasional command, Kylo’s never been the type to hold you against your will. He’s not his youngest brother, after all. The thought makes him snort and in turn causes you to lift a brow in silent inquiry.

Rather than respond, Kylo gives you a gentle tug, coaxing you to join him once more. He must admit that he’s impressed with what little effort you give in resisting him. Soon enough, your side of the bed is warm once more. With swift movements, Kylo rolls his body over to hover above you, his hands resting on either side of you, palms pressing into the mattress to keep you pinned in place beneath him.

“You can explain later,” he murmurs, leaning down to press a chaste kiss to your lips. “You don’t have to go out right now, right?”

He watches as your head shakes, a satisfied smile beginning to form. “Right.”

Kylo’s head dips to deposit kiss after kiss onto your exposed skin, beginning with the marks on your neck and trailing lower and lower. The warmth of your hands reaching to press against his shoulders and the soft laugh you give in response pulls his attention upward, his eyes looking towards your own as he continues his exploration of your body.

“What are you doing,” you ask amidst the laughter.

You know very well what he’s doing, but entertains the question nonetheless. “Giving you more to hide,” he says prior to nipping at the soft skin of your stomach. “Here.” Kylo sucks at the same spot until he’s satisfied that it will bruise in no time. “And here,” he replies, over and over again, picking out various spots on your stomach and thighs until this little game of his has turned into something much more rewarding.

#Ask #burningdownthedark #Kylo #Kylo Gladney #Kylo x Reader #Kylo Gladney x Reader #BHB #BHB AU #BHB Personal AU #cw: hickies #cw: marking

[direnightshade]

PLEASE, for the love of whatever goddesses might be above: SHARE THOSE HEADCANONS. Proposals????? With the BHB boys????????????? I am melting right fucking now oh my god I am giddy like a fucking school girl ajajskajaosnwkwjekkekss

No but like, how would they do it but also::::::: how the dynamic works??????

Like in the beginning of this au I never thought you would get serious with one of them because… that’s as poly as it gets but as the canon progressed it seemed more and more each of them was growing in their own characters and developing their own dynamics and feelings. Like, I was 80% you would date Ben, he was getting pretty cozy in college but after Kylo 100% took the lead and aaaaaaa I wanna hear what you guys think about it

It's definitely an interesting dynamic! I think for as different as they all are, they all only want the best for us so they put those differences aside when it counts to make things work for everyone.

Legally, we get married to Kylo. Because he winds up CEO of his own business, he has the best benefits and can financially provide for us the most sufficiently. But symbolically, we're married to them all, of course. As far as the ring goes, there's just the one. But it's lovingly designed and created by the guys. Here's an example:

Matt

Matt takes us to his favorite botanical garden. He loves it here because it's typically pretty secluded, quiet, and keeps us from prying eyes―specifically those of his dad and brothers―because Matt isn’t usually the type of guy to make a scene, at least not when it comes to requiring him to be vulnerable.

We walk around hand-in-hand as he shows us all of his favorite exotic and poisonous plants, spouting off the most random facts and what can be used as medicines vs. what we can eat to survive on if we’re ever lost and waiting for help. He gets so excited when talking about plants.

Really, he’s just stalling, waiting for the perfect moment to arise. And they certainly come and go aplenty during this little date and he keeps missing them, chickening out at the last minute. Because he has no delusions about who he is―a little rude, brash, has no filter, and he can be mean as fuck. And he doesn't care what most people think about him, but he is a little afraid that we wouldn't want to be attached to someone like him, especially when Jack, Kylo, and Ben are so fucking good at dancing around our feelings and being lovey-dovey, when he is lacking in that department.

Which puts him on edge and we can tell that something is off about him, but with Matt, we can’t push him―he has to reach his own conclusions and then come to us once he’s thought out every aspect and ready to share what has been warring in his mind.

So with that in mind, he stops dead in his tracks on the way to see the main attraction―the Titan Arum, also known as the Corpse Plant, in full bloom (a rare sight to see)―and the last stop in the gardens. Knowing full well that he’s out of time and needs to do it before walking into that room with the smelly but gorgeous plant, he just blurts it out in the hallway.

"I know I'm not the most romantic person or great at showing my feelings and shit. Fuck, I’m even the last one to do this so it probably isn’t a surprise to you and I know that this isn't as well thought out as I'm sure Ben and Kylo, and probably even Jack, planned but fuck… I love you. And I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

Ben

As mentioned in the previous headcanon post, Ben is all about grand gestures—but for proposing to us, he just wants a special moment with no one else around.

He plans a weekend getaway for us to his favorite hiking spot, packs a gourmet picnic that he’s meticulously prepped, and takes us there alone in his Jeep. He has this planned down to the minute, the exact time the sun will set at the top of the hill overlooking a little cliff when he’ll get down on his knees.

Unfortunately this man is nothing if not impatient.

That ring is burning a hole in his pocket and he can’t stop staring at us as he walks us up the trail. Ben’s not nervous, ever, but the energy he’s got running through him is enough to make him sweat. The sunlight streams through the trees just right, hitting our face and he can’t wait any longer—we turn when he lets go of our hand to see him already on the ground pulling the ring out.

He doesn't even ask us the question, he just looks up at us with that big Ben grin, says “You’re stuck with me now, Babygirl” and slides the ring on our finger.

Kylo

Kylo spends far too much time doing his research into the perfect proposal. He spends hours, even, scouring the internet for something he deems acceptable. In the end, he chooses something that is uniquely him.

There is...a lot of grumbling, to put it mildly, when he whisks you away to a far flung Northern location for the proposal. It's cold, snowy and dark and he has to wonder if you think he's gone crazy given his insistence.

This is a massive risk, he knows. His plan isn't fail-proof and there is a strong possibility you'll see nothing but a dark sky tonight. But he's hired a professional photographer to sneak out and join the two of you so...this has to work. And work it does.

There are few things that beat the look on your face when the sky finally illuminates with shades of purple, green, and white, the colors bursting across the expanse of darkness in a display unlike anything either of you have ever seen.

As much as Kylo would love to stop and admire the Northern Lights with you, he knows that it's now or never. He knees down into the snow and fishes the pocket from the safety and warmth of his jacket pocket.

In the distance, a camera shutters, snapping off photo after photo as Kylo makes his proposal.

"I can't imagine a life without you," he says, hands shaking from nerves though he'll later deny it and pin the blame on the cold. "If I had to, it would be as dark and as bitter as this night. You mean everything us, to me. I want you around for good, Princess. Marry me?"

#Ask #iamburdened #BHB #BHB AU #BHB Personal AU #Ben Gladney #Matt Gladney #Kylo Gladney #leatherboundbirate #burningdownthedark #cw: stepcest

[direnightshade]

Welcome back! How was your vacation?

IT WAS A M A Z I N G. Thank you for asking. ☺️

@leatherboundbirate, @burningdownthedark and I got to spend all weekend together 🥺 and in a house that was straight out of the BHB story. 🙌🏼 I don’t think I’ve ever laughed so much in my life and I’m sad to be back to reality. 😭

#but thank you for asking #that was very sweet of you #Ask #Anon #leatherboundbirate #burningdownthedark #BHB #BHB AU #BHB Personal AU

[direnightshade]

I want to know about your self-insert! I know your brand here has been established as a Charlie girlie. Is that still true? Or do you have a different F/O? Or several? What’s going on in your personal brain world?

Charlie’s still my #1. Always will be. But I’ve got a couple self inserts in rotation and then one that I wouldn’t call a self insert but I do think about a lot.

So there’s the story with @iamakiller. That lives rent free in my mind 24/7. I also have the BHB au with @burningdownthedark and @leatherboundbirate that I am also always constantly thinking about.

I also have various Katt stories that I’ve been writing elsewhere with Harley and since that’s active and ongoing, I’m always thinking about Matt and Kacey too.

Honestly could talk about any of these three things all day. lol

#Ask #Anon #self-insert #iamakiller #leatherboundbirate #burningdownthedark #BHB AU #BHB #Katt #B+C

[direnightshade]

Only now I had time off work so… can we start talking about how much a love the BHB AU? Love how well you guys built the characters, and love every time the AU grows.

For that, I was really curious after reading the Christmas headcanon: how does each of the Gladney boys react when they see Her with the G chocker she got as a gift? Specially knowing it is a dirty little secret of their that she uses it as a collar for them and all of that and no one knows… actually, does any of them make her wear it as a collar? Or am I just projecting my need for more collaring kink fics? Lmao

Thank you! That means so much to all of us to know that you enjoy what we've put out so far. Also, please do not start with the collaring kink. The mere thought of it sends me straight into the stratosphere. Anyways, sorry for holding onto this for so long, I was talking to @leatherboundbirate & @burningdownthedark about this and we had some thoughts...

Short, immediate answer: all of them are constantly bricked up seeing us wear that choker.

As far as the collaring goes: Matt and Kylo are both into collaring, so they're the most likely to use it as such and they do.

More specifically, frat parties are where we're required to wear it. Everyone there knows what the G really stands for and having it on us at all times ensures that none of the other frat bros lay a hand on us, especially when Kylo, Matt or Ben isn't around - which, of course, is rare.

Wearing it to one of Jack's lectures is more of a brat type moment, I would say. Especially seeing how he hungrily tracks us with his gaze as we walk to our seat, knowing full well the desire he's having to reign in until he can finally put his hands all over us in his office.

All of the guys are into us wearing the choker as often as is possible, specifically because in their mind it's almost as good as giving us a ring / marrying us and giving us their last name.

Following in that same vein, seeing us with jewelry that carries their initial is when the boys all start to really think about the long term with us and what that means for everyone.

#Ask #iamburdened #BHB #BHB AU #BHB Personal AU #Kylo Gladney #Ben Gladney #Matt Gladney #Jack Gladney #cw: collaring kink #cw: collar #cw: collaring #cw: stepcest

[direnightshade]

This or That

Thanks so much for the tag, @daydreamsofthrawn! <3

coffee or tea • canon or fanfiction • batman or superman • hot or cold • meadows or forests • lakes or the sea • water w/ ice or water w/ no ice • baths or showers • black or white • soup or salad • gold or silver • jewelry or no jewelry • money or power • kindness or respect • apples or oranges • flowers or succulents • digital notes or handwritten notes • science or history • ancient Greece or ancient Rome • jeans or sweats

Tagging: @sacklerscumrag @mariesackler @xxcatrenxx @desiraypark @leatherboundbirate @burningdownthedark @starlightsearches @holacherrycola90 & anyone else who may be interested.

#personal #tag game #this or that

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BHB AU Masterlist

This masterlist serves as a space to archive the collective stories for the Gladney family BHB AU—written by myself, @leatherboundbirate & @burningdownthedark. You can also find this series over on AO3.

Please note: This is a personal au developed for the three of us, but we are writing it in the style of reader insert. This means that reader may at times take on characteristics of the three of us, so please bear that in mind as you read. If you'd like to filter out these stories, please block the following tags: BHB AU, BHB, & BHB Personal AU

Warnings: Professor/Student Dynamic, Blended Family Dynamic, Power Dynamic, Daddy Kink, Innocence Kink, Infidelity, Stepdad/Stepdaughter Relationship, Stepbrother(s)/Stepsister Relationship, Food Kink, Tags will be updated as needed.

Headcanons

Morals

Ben & Jack Headcanons

Family Matters

After Dark

Trouble's Coming

Just A Taste

Lights Out

Christmas with the Gladneys

Put On A Show

Power Play

#BHB AU #BHB #BHB Personal AU #leatherboundbirate #Jack Gladney #Ben Gladney #Matt Gladney #Kylo Gladney #White Noise #cw: professor x student dynamic #cw: professor student dynamic #cw: power dynamics #cw: stepdad/stepdaughter #cw: stepdad x stepdaughter #cw: stepsibling relationships #cw: infidelity #cw: daddy kink #cw: innocence kink #burningdownthedark

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Yes hello, my question is about All Too Well and the question is why are you doing this to me??? 😩😩😩😩😩😩

No but really, can you talk a little bit about Just a Taste (part 2)? ♥️

Love you 💕

E X C U S E M E?! You have the audacity to come to me on my blog and ask me about All Too Well when it was YOUR IDEA, MA’AM. 😩😭

Anyways, Just A Taste Pt. 2. We’re bratting as per usual what else is new. This is 🤏🏼 plot, pretty much all just porn with us sucking off Ben at the back of the lecture hall while Jack can do nothing but watch from his sad little podium. 😌

#Ask #burningdownthedark #😘❤️ #BHB #BHB AU #BHB Personal AU #Jack Gladney #Ben Gladney #cw: stepcest #cw: daddy kink

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Just for you and Britt. Love you! 😘🍕

MA’AAAAAAMMMMMM. NOT YOU BRINGING THIS TO US THIS EARLY IN THE MORNING. 😩

@burningdownthedark come look at this. She’s acting up way too early today. ✋🏼

#I crave it #I need it #🤤 #Ask #leatherboundbirate #burningdownthedark #Jack Gladney

[direnightshade]

Power Play

I uploaded this on AO3 last week, but figured I may as well bring it here. This takes place in the BHB AU way off in the future after Kylo becomes the CEO of his own architecture business.

Please note: This is a personal au developed for myself, @leatherboundbirate and @burningdownthedark, but we are writing it in the style of reader insert. This means that reader may at times take on characteristics of the three of us, so please bear that in mind as you read. If you’d like to filter out these stories, please block the following tags: BHB AU, BHB, & BHB Personal AU

Warnings: Blended Family Dynamic, Power Dynamic, Stepcest, Use of Gendered Pet Name, this is straight up just smut

Word Count: 839

“Come work for me.” The words are spoken slowly, matching the languid rhythm of his hips—a rhythm that has become near unbearable for you to take. He can feel it, how your walls constrict around him, clenching and unclenching in a ceaseless cadence caused by both his words and his touch.

“Kylo…” Your response, your resolve , is weak at best. He’s well aware of the position he’s put you in—pun certainly intended—but he is, if nothing else, consistent in his need to claim victory in all aspects of his life.

Kylo’s fingers drift downward, the pad of the middle digit lightly drawing circles around your already sensitive clit. The touch sends your hips jerking and your cunt squeezes around his cock almost immediately, eliciting a groan from the eldest triplet. “We could have more days like this,” he coos whilst applying slightly more pressure to his touches. “You, bent over my desk or,” he pauses, his hips stuttering slightly as he closes his eyes and attempts in vain to stave off his impending orgasm. “ Fuck , bet you’d look so pretty under my desk with a mouthful of my cock, Princess.”

As the hand at your hip squeezes, fingers digging into the fabric of your outfit, the other works fervent circles against your clit in a desperate bid to drive you over the edge before he can get there himself. Kylo’s thrusts, once deliberate and slow, now speed up into a frenzied, erratic staccato as the two of you race to your impending releases. Your hands scramble for purchase against the desk, crumpling papers in your wake but neither you nor Kylo can bring yourselves to care—that will come later. When you collapse against the desk, legs trembling with the orgasm that rips through you so violently and face pressed against the calendar that covers a majority of the mahogany, Kylo’s hands shift to keep your hips propped up as he continues his relentless movements.

He knows you’re as good as done—too wiped out to think, let alone move—but it does nothing to deter him from his original motivation. “Say yes,” he pants between labored breaths, small tendrils of hair sticking to his dampened forehead.

Kylo’s cock throbs at the sound of the soft moan you emit in response, but still he refuses to let up. “Say it, Princess. Say it and I’ll give you what you want—I’ll fill you up until I’m leaking out of you. Say it.”

Even still, tired and spent as you are, your greedy cunt continues to flutter around his cock—a testament to just how much he affects you in every sense. “Yes,” you manage to murmur, the word one of the sweetest he’s ever heard.

The heavy weight of the desk scrapes against the floor as Kylo gives one final thrust, burying himself to the hilt in your slick warmth and curling his body over your own whilst he comes undone. It feels as if time stretches on to impossible lengths as his cock pulses within you, expelling rope after rope of thick cum within you whilst he puffs hot breaths and low groans against the shell of your ear. His hips give tiny, tentative thrusts and when he finally manages to pull himself upright once more, his cock throbs one final time at the sight of his cum pushing out around the space where the two of you remain joined.

He glides a hand down along your lower back, tracing the curve of your ass prior to delivering a quick slap to the bare skin just as his cock falls free from your glistening pussy. “Come clean me up, sweetheart,” he instructs—voice soft yet commanding all the same.

Slowly, you stand on shaky legs, pulling your panties up to ensure that Kylo’s cum stays where it belongs before turning to face him. His cock twitches with interest when you lower to your knees before him and lift your gaze to assess the mess that coats him. A combination of your slick and Kylo’s cum covers his cock from tip to base, covering it in a thin blanket of white. He watches with rapt attention, lips parting and a hand lifting to push the hair from his face when your tongue darts out to deliver the tiniest kitten lick to the top.

This time, Kylo says nothing. He’s done enough commanding for one day, now choosing to allow you to clean him up any way that you see fit. The large expanse of his hand settles onto the back of your head when you open your mouth to take him in, stopping only when your nose presses into the meticulously trimmed curls that surround the base. Exhaling a shaky breath, Kylo tips his head back and closes his eyes, relishing in the sensation of your warmth wrapped around him, tongue working the underside of his cock.

It’s a dangerous thing, this agreement, but there’s no one else he’d rather have working under him than you.

#BHB #BHB AU #BHB Personal AU #Kylo #Kylo Gladney #Kylo x Reader #Kylo Gladney x Reader #cw: stepcest #cw: power dynamic #cw: blended family dynamic #cw: gendered pet names

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Tumblr Writer Q&A

Thanks so much for the tag, @daydreamsofren! ♡ I'll throw this under a Read More so it doesn't clog up the dash.

1) How many complete fics/one shots do you have that you have not published (yet)?

Completed? lmfao None. I did upload a new BHB piece to AO3 though, so... If we're talking what's not been added to tumblr, then I guess I can count that.

2) How many WIPS do you have right now?

DO NOT CALL ME OUT LIKE THIS. It's like 60+ though. DON'T LOOK AT ME, I HAVE TROUBLE FOCUSING SO I AM CONSTANTLY WORKING ON NEW THINGS.

3) Do you take writing requests or write original ideas, or both?

I used to take requests but that became a tad overwhelming. Also wouldn't consider my ideas original. lmfao So neither?

4) If you do take requests, how many do you currently have?

I'm not gonna lie, I still have a bunch of requests saved in my drafts from when I did take them...

5) How many fandoms do you write for?

Oof. Technically I've only published fics for the ADCU and also Attack on Titan, but I'm working on some Demon Slayer and Tokyo Ghoul fics too.

6) Are there any fandoms you wrote for in the past that you no longer write for?

Yep. I used to write for Marvel (specifically Daredevil / The Punisher), Stranger Things, and The Walking Dead.

8) Niche fandoms/characters you write for?

Eh, I don't really think I write for niche fandoms or characters tbh.

9) Do you read fics as well as write them?

I do! I used to read a lot more but not so much anymore, though I'm trying to get back into it.

10) What is your favorite genre to write for?

Anything dark and angsty. I feel like I do best in genres where I can pour a lot of my emotions into and that usually tends to be more depressing content. lol whoops

11) What is your favorite trope (to read/write)?

Probably a/b/o.

12) What do you do to get motivated to write?

Nowadays, it's usually @leatherboundbirate and/or @burningdownthedark who have the audacity to make me thirst over various scenarios which in turn gets me motivated to write.

13) Is there a trope/genre you like to read, but not write?

Slow burn, probably. I'm too impatient to write it myself, I think. I love to read it though, as frustrating as it may be. lol

14) Any characters/fandoms you want to write for that are never requested?

Mm, maybe Dan? I really haven't ever gotten many requests for him.

15) How long have you been writing fanfiction?

Oh god. I don't even know. It's been years though.

16) Did you read fan fiction before you started writing?

I did!

17) Do you only post on Tumblr, or any other sites as well?

Started off on fanfic.net, moved to tumblr, and then also moved to AO3.

18) What do you personally consider the word counts of “Drabble”, “One shots” and “fics”?

Just going to preface this and say that I have no idea what the actual threshold for these are so these are just how I've always looked at it. I think I would consider probably anything 500 words or less a drabble, anything over 500 a one shot and idk...I sometimes use fics/one shots interchangeably.

19) Which do you prefer to write more? HC, drabbles, oneshots/fics, multi chapter stories, other?

I wish I had the attention span for multi chapter stories that I could actually finish. But because I typically don't, I'll have to go with one shots.

20) Are there any stories you have discontinued? If so, why?

No, not really. I'm still actively working on everything, it's just severely slow going.

21) What is one of your main “pet-peeves” as a writer on Tumblr?

I think the discouragement of writers from other writers in the fandom is a big problem and it's something that's bothered me for a long time now.

22) Do you write at a particular time of day?

I have found that most of my ability to focus and be motivated comes in the morning, so usually I write most of my stuff between 7 - 10 weekday mornings.

23) Do you listen to music, ambiance/noise, etc to write or do you need silence?

I listen to music. Typically, I put the same song on repeat and let that play over and over while I write.

24) Do you outline your fics at all before writing?

Some of them I do. I have outlines for To the Wolves, Fidelity, and a couple others that haven't seen the light of day yet.

25) Do you post your writing as soon as you finish it, or do you schedule it to come out at a specific time/day?

I'm impatient so I usually just post as I finish.

Tagging: I'm sure plenty of people have been tagged in this already so I won't be tagging anyone. However, that being said, if you're seeing this and you want to take part, feel free to consider this me tagging you!

#Tag Game #Writer Q&A #Q&A #Personal