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Routine | F.Z.
pairing: Flip Zimmerman x fem!reader
summary: Flip knew better than to feel the way he did about you-- Chief Bridges' daughter-- but he couldn't help himself. When it came down to it, he was nothing more than a man, and you were a gorgeous woman... what the chief didn't know wouldn't hurt him.
word count: 2.6k
warnings: age gap (reader is of age), slight power dynamic, PinV sex, fingering, unprotected sex, public sex (kinda??), almost getting caught, swearing, dirty talk, praise, degrading
A/N: aaaaaaaahhh my first smut on here- god i hope its good... pls let me know your thoughts all feedback is greatly appreciated !! Plot credit goes to direnightshade on AO3 from their "Flip Zimmerman Prompts" collection, i read it and was immediately obsessed and needed to turn it into a fic so full credit goes to them!!
Flip could tell you were around from a mile away. Everybody from the detectives to the officers perked up when you were around, even if it was forced.
"Afternoon Ron, hey! Cool shirt, super fly." you giggled. "Hey Jimmy," your eyes fell on him, "Flip."
He nodded his head, gently clearing his throat as he straightened up, "Afternoon." His gaze drifted down your frame, moving from your eyes, down the fabric of your dress before he found himself looking at the plush of your thighs just beneath the hem of your dress.
He forced his eyes to the case file in his hands, only indulging himself when you turned away to head into the chief's office— watching as your hips would sway with every step you took.
Flip hated when you came into the station, or more specifically, he hated the thoughts he had when you came into the station. He hated the way your perfume lingered in the air even when you were no longer in the room, and that utterly gorgeous smile you were always so keen on flashing him.
But most of all, he hated the way his jeans felt entirely too tight when you were around and the way he couldn't contain his excitement to catch you alone because he knew what would always follow.
He listened intently as your fist rapped on the door, getting the okay from the chief the door creaked open and you greeted yourself as you entered. "Hi Daddy! You forgot your lunch again." The rest of your conversation got muddled over the chatter from the office, and Flip begrudgingly focused his attention back on the case file.
"No problem, I'll see you back at home!" Flip caught your goodbyes and hopped up, file under his arm as he swiftly exited the office accidentally—purposefully— bumping into you as you closed the chief's door behind you, unabashedly pressing his hips to your ass.
"Oh! I'm sorry!" you immediately apologized in a sickly sweet tone as you turned to face him, even though it was completely Flip's fault. "Oh, no, that was my bad." he shook his head softly. His heart pounded against his chest as you bid him one of your award winning smiles, seeing the relief wash over you that it was only him. "So how's detective's work treating you, Flip?"
He eyed you for a moment, he was certain you surely weren't interested in hearing about his job. He knew what you were more interested in, and he was more than willing to indulge you. Just being so close to you he couldn't contain himself. "You ever seen the records' room?" he asked.
Your brows raised as your eyes widened, and you peered over both of your shoulders. "There's no polite greetings with you, is there?" A smirk pulled on Flip's mouth as you scoffed a laugh, "You make a habit of dropping off your dad's lunch once a week, the outcome always ends up being the same."
He reached around you, pushing open the door to the record's room. He didn't speak, but his brows raised, urging you in. To his relief the room was empty. He watched as your hips swayed again, walking in front of him into the room, he could hardly wait to dig his fingers into the skin of your thighs.
You stopped halfway in the room, beckoning him with your finger. He risked a quick glance over his shoulders before stepping in and shutting the door behind him. He tossed the file haphazardly on the desk, grabbing you by the waist and pinning you against the back of the door. You gasped as his lips crashed into yours. This was routine with you two, but his force never not managed to take you by surprise.
He wasted no time running his tongue along your bottom lip, begging for entry into your mouth which you happily granted him. He sloppily explored every area of your mouth with his tongue, pressing his hips into yours as you whined into his mouth.
Your hands clutched at the fabric of his flannel as his fingers ran up and down your sides. He teased at the hem of your dress before running a thick finger over your clothed slit, making you moan against his lips.
“Flip…” you whimpered as he pulled away from your lips to place open mouthed kisses down your neck, his fingers continuing to tease your clothed cunt.
“Shh… you don’t want anyone to know what we’re up to in here, do you?” He hummed against your neck as he pulled away enough to look up at you, watching as your teeth clamped down on your lip to conceal the sounds of your pleasure— much to his annoyance as he wanted nothing more than to hear make those beautiful little noises and listen to you scream his name as he made you feel so good. When you shook your head he hummed again, “Good girl.”
His lips found their way to that spot in the crook of your neck that made you purr like a kitten when he caressed it with his tongue. Your fingers grazed upward and tangled around his neck, clutching at the raven waves of his hair. When you tugged gently on his strands he let out a low groan, pressing his hips into yours again, and allowed himself to sneak his fingers into the waistband of your underwear.
“Fuuuck…” he groaned, pulling away from your neck. “Am I the one who makes you this wet?” he teased, running his index and middle finger between your folks and gathered your slick. He looked up to your eyes, intimidating you as he watched you bite harder on your lip and timidly nod your head.
He leaned in, pressing his face close to yours as he whispered in your ear, his voice gruff that he nearly growled his words, “What would the chief think knowing his perfect little girl is such a little slut?”
As he spoke he sheathed his index finger inside you, making you mewl, which he quickly covered up by smashing his lips to yours and swallowing down your moans.
He pumped his finger in and out of you, stretching you out on his thick digit, “Always so tight…” he groaned, pressing his lips against your neck again, finding that spot once again. "We're gonna have to work you up to fitting me... you know that."
Your fingers gently scratched at his scalp and he groaned against your skin. He couldn't wait to get you on his cock but he knew he'd split you in two if he let his fervor get the best of him. He pulled away from your neck, studying your face as he inserted another finger.
He watched in awe at the way your eyes pinched shut, brows knitting together as he felt your walls clamp around him. He curled his fingers, hitting that sweet spot that made your thighs tremble and you whined out for him again, making him press his lips to yours to stifle your noises.
His tongue sloppily prodded against yours, groaning softly as you whimpered into his mouth, using his fingers to beckon your orgasm closer— his dick fighting with the tightness of his jeans as he bucked his hips into yours again, desperate for friction.
"Flip- please... n-need you..." you whined. Flip huffed, "Needy little thing, aren't you?" He mumbled against your jaw. "Tell me what you want."
"You-" you squeaked, suddenly shy. His fingers dragged slowly out of your cunt drawing a moan out of your throat as he smirked. "No, use your words." He plunged his fingers back inside of you, making you gasp and speak hurriedly, "Your dick! I need your dick inside me!"
His smirk broadened. "Good girl."
Flip loved knowing how he drove you to this state. Your father of course would have Flip's head if he knew the truth— knew that once a week he found every excuse to bury himself deep inside your cunt, that he was whoring out the chief's daughter, but god, could Flip only look forward to your weekly meetings.
He withdrew his fingers, making you whine at the loss of contact. Flip couldn't stop himself from chuckling at your desperation as he pulled you by the waist deeper into the records' room. The clack of his belt buckle coming undone between the aisles of boxes made your need for him grow incredibly.
You watched as he pulled out his cock, his tip angry and red, leaking precum, just as desperate for you as you were for him. You moaned at the sight of him taking himself in his hand and spreading his precum along his length— and much louder than Flip's comfort level. He clamped his free hand over your mouth, "You've got to be quiet, you want the whole station to know you're such a little whore for me?" he studied your expression as you shook your head.
He withdrew his hand and hiked up your dress, grabbing hold of your thigh, and pinning it to his waist as he slid your panties to the side. You pinched your eyes shut preparing for the bittersweet sting as he aligned himself with your entrance. "No- eyes on me." he ordered.
You obeyed, opening your eyes and looking into his as he sheathed just the tip of his dick inside you. It took all of his self restraint to not plunge completely into you, split you open, and god knows the way your walls squeezed and drew him in he wanted to more than anything, but he offered you the decency of allowing you to adjust to his thick size.
"Fuck-" he groaned, "even your sweet little cunt is so needy for me." You whimpered at his words, trying to grind yourself deeper onto him.
With your okay he finally thrust himself in fully, he watched again as your brows knit and your perfect lips fell open into the most adorable 'o' shape. He fought every urge to pull out and slam back into you, and he occupied his time with your neck again, trailing more sloppy kisses on your skin.
He growled lowly as he withdrew from you, slowly sliding his way back inside of you. He thrust inside you a few times, your eyes fluttering shut at his movements. He didn't mind, he was too preoccupied watching his cock slide in and out of your perfect pussy. He loved the way you swallowed him up— took all of him flawlessly. He often indulged himself with the thought that your cunt was made just for him.
"Flip-" you whimpered. His eyes flickered up to meet yours, looking over your expression once again. His fingers dug into the plush of your thigh, leaving small crescent-shaped indents in your flesh as he hiked your leg up.
"Jump." he instructed. You furrowed your brows in confusion, but his expression didn't let you linger on the feeling as you wrapped your arms around his neck and he hoisted you up, wrapping his elbows under your knees— pinning you against the shelf behind you.
At this angle, Flip was able to bury himself impossibly deeper inside you, prodding the firm, silky surface of your cervix with his tip. He groaned, burying his head in the crook of your neck as he rocked into you. You were barely legible, descended into nothing but gasps for breaths and moans as he slammed his hips into yours.
He pulled away from your neck, looking into your eyes, "I want you to look at me when you cum, do you understand?" He searched your gaze hungrily, he needed to watch you as you came undone, needed to watch the way your chin would tremble and your brows would knit so tightly together. You nodded, unable to speak with the way he filled you so full.
His size alone was sending you reeling toward bliss, that tight knot in your stomach growing incredulously tighter with every thrust. The only sounds were the obscene noises of skin slapping together and the moans spilling from your throat until the door creaked open.
You gasped as Flip's head flew in the direction of the door, holding you up astonishingly with one of his strong arms as the other flew to clamp over your mouth. He leaned in closer, hissing a silent warning to you.
The footsteps grew nearer and he knew he should've immediately stopped— but he couldn't find the restraint to. He balanced you between his arm and the shelf as he withdrew his hips before thrusting in again, clamping his hand down tighter over your lips as you breathed hotly against his palm. You wanted to make him stop, the fear of being caught too overwhelming, but fuck, was the threat only turning you on more.
His eyes looked into yours warningly as he withdrew his hand, lowering it to your clit where he began to draw tight, quick circles. You bit down on his shoulder, not trusting yourself enough to not moan out as he continued pounding inside you, his pace growing frantic.
He kept his face close to yours, his own breaths growing ragged as he tried his damnedest to breathe out of his nose to stifle his own groans that bubbled in his throat.
Flip couldn't decide if he was relieved or disappointed when the footsteps descended and the door opened before shutting again— leaving the two of you alone.
"Fuck-!" He groaned into your shoulder, his fingers drawing sloppier circles around your clit as his hips began to stutter. "F-Flip-" you panted out, "I-I’m-"
He nudged your cheek with his angular nose, making you look at him. "Remember the rules- look at me while you cum on my cock." he huffed. You bit down on your lip as you nodded, his eyes glued to your expression behind his own furrowed and focused brows. Your mouth fell into that perfect 'o' once more, and you could barely keep your eyes on him as your back arched and he watched you fall apart before him.
He watched as your perfect eyes rolled back, his hips and fingers never stilling as they worked you through your orgasm. Your walls stroked him, pulling him closer to his own ecstasy. "F-Fuck-!"
He buried his face in your shoulder, erupting in expletives and groans as your cunt throbbed around him, milking him, your fingers digging into his shoulder blades. "Fuuuck..." he huffed once more as he buried himself as deeply inside you as he could, spilling his release.
He felt your thighs tremble and he quickly brought his arm to steady you once again as he pumped his hips a few more times, finishing off his high despite your small whimpers of protest in overstimulation.
He pulled away from your shoulder, unsheathing himself from you as he carefully lowered you to the ground, supporting your wobbling legs with a strong grip as you both fought to regain your breaths.
He created a little bit of distance from you as he tucked himself back into his pants, watching as you straightened your own clothing out. When your eyes met his he swept back in, colliding his lips to yours.
You pulled away from the kiss first, much to Flip's disgruntlement. "We should go... that was already a close enough call." You spoke breathlessly, still working on steadying your breath. He sighed, running a hand through his hair before nodding. "Yeah, I'll make sure it's all clear."
He turned out of the aisles knowing you were following close behind him. He peered through the hazy glass looking for a sign of anyone— which thankfully the hall seemed to be deserted. With a gulp of a breath he pulled open the door.
With no one around he beckoned his hand, watching as you slipped past him out the door. He watched once more as your hips swayed with every step, a smirk curling on his lips again.
"Same time next week?" He called, making you spin around on your heel to shoot him a warning glare. His smirk broadened as he bit down on his tongue. "See you then, Bridges."
#adcu#flip zimmerman#flip zimmerman x reader#adcu fanfiction#adcu smut#adcu x reader#flip zimmerman smut#flip zimmerman x you#adam driver#smut#whorecake fics
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I literally haven't written for ADCU in over a year but recently something sparked in me again so I decided to write out this little daydream that's been stuck in my head. I'm so sorry if it sucks, I haven't done this in so long ajsdhasjhd
Charlie Barber x Reader
Summary: Just a little fluffy moment in a coffee shop with our favorite director.
Word Count: 410
The smell of vanilla and sounds of scattered conversations spread through the coffee shop as you sat in a tucked-away booth with Charlie by your side. You couldn't help but admire him, sipping his coffee while trying his best to hold the small cup in his large hands and hunching over slightly as if making himself smaller in the crowded coffee shop. It was adorable. Days like today made you often think back to everything the two of you had been through and the days when you craved doing something as simple as getting a coffee with Charlie Barber.
Both of you had come such a long way. Falling in love with Charlie was the easy part, but it certainly wasn't what you thought falling in love would be like. In your head, it was always sweaty palms and nerves through the roof with a dash of butterflies in your tummy. But it was different with Charlie. There was nothing more comforting than being near him. Your heart was steady, knowing it was safe with him; he calmed your mind as nothing else did.
Charlie's eyes glanced over towards you, noticing how lost in thought you were. God, you were beautiful, he thought to himself. He often wondered how someone could listen to the sound of your laugh or see your smile or look into those breathtaking eyes of yours and not fall in love with you. It was beyond him. Both of you were doing nothing but sitting beside each other in this coffee shop. Yet, the feeling of your hand mindlessly laying on his knee and your body tucked so close to him was enough to make Charlie's breath hitch and warmth blossom in his chest. But his mind couldn't help but wander back to its factory setting of the worst-case scenario. The lurking thought that you'd eventually move on from him, find someone younger, better, with less baggage was always in the back of his mind. But you didn't. Every day you found a way to prove your love to him, and for that, he would forever be grateful.
Even after all of the turmoil he's been through, Charlie knew he'd love again someday, given the time and patience he needed. But you made him realize that maybe there was a slight chance he deserved to be loved in return. And for the first time in a long time, he was willing to give himself the chance.
Charlie Barber tag list: @fizzywoohoo @direnightshade @hopeamarsu @thepriceofstars @zimmermansbrat @wayward-rose @jynzandtonic @mariesackler @butyoudidthis4what @millenialcatlady @roanniom @veryspookybatbabe @cornmousequeen @lucky134ever @emi11ie @mistress-ren (please send me a dm if you would like to be removed)
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Here's The Deal...
So here's the deal... I have been pursuing my real life goals and accomplishments the past two years. This summer I have about a month and a half before I have to go into essentially a work-study opportunity which is going to help propel the rest of my career. What does this mean?
Though I know I've always been sparse when it comes to getting things out and finishing projects with my writing, I think that perhaps it might be worth it to post the drafts, snippets, imagines, WIPs, and ideas I've had over the years either in store in my drafts, or in my docs. I have stuff ranging from either Supernatural, DC Comics, ADCU of course, TUA, and of course some more recent developments on the Marvel, Grishaverse, and DBH content I'd been putting out. The question is... would anyone be interested in that?
I'm such a perfectionist at times when it comes to things like this, that... I'm even doubting if I should post this halfway through writing this. HOWEVER, I will say that some things will be incredibly brief. And for that purpose, it's exactly why I'm asking if anyone would be interested in reading/seeing these things. If so, I can post them, and even tag people. I'm just curious, since, I haven't written for some of these fandoms in a while, but am wanting to get back into writing over the summer, that perhaps it might be worthwhile. What do we think?
tagging: (forever taglist) @ohdamnadam , @safarigirlsp , @jynzandtonic , (mutuals+ ppl I think would be supportive) @kylo-ren-writes , @itsaconquestofimagination , @leatherboundbirate , @purplebtsmagic , @morby , @reylokisses , @thepilotanon , @maybe-your-left , @direnightshade , @glassbxttless , @mariesackler , @caillea , @wayward-rose (people whose fandoms it'd effect + above) @mrswhozeewhatsis , @sacklerscumrag , @formerly-anonhamster , @clumsycopy , @xenteaart , @driversmutbucket , @in-silks-and-flesh-and-leather , @barbers-glimmerin-darlin , @millenialcatlady , @floral-and-fine , @sithlordintraining , @moonlightsolo , @ussrootcanal , @callmehopeless
Maybe also just a reason to tag my mutuals and get back in connection with them cause I'm in a place now that I'm graduating and less busy that I can be a better friend and get connected again. <3
and if I didn't tag you, that doesn't mean you're not included. These are just some people I've thought of, or like, or were connected to present or in the past, and have also supported me. <3
#writing#thoughts?#opinions?#my writing#ideas#drabbles#imagines#solo triplets#dbh reader insert#adcu#peter parker x gwen stacy#general kirigan x reader#five hargreeves x reader#spn reader insert#dc comics reader insert#not queued
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cowboy-kylo -> eddiesfaerie
reblogs are appreciated to spread the word
tagging some moots to minimize confusion, an adcu side account is in the works, i'll make another post about it when its live
@wormhole @carloswilliamcarlos @direnightshade @clumsycopy @star-killer-md @clydesducktape @fracturedarkness @finn-ray-nal-beads @sacklerscumrag @jynz-andtonic @themuseic @barbers-glimmerin-darlin @roanniom @hansoulo @hornykylo @spookyyslutt @nurseofren @leatherboundriot @theultraviolencesblog @indouloureux @littledemondani @wroteclassicaly @munsonquinns @eagerbby
#really happy with this new url#if i change it again you didnt see anything lmao#y'all can still call me cowboy obvi im like so attached to that nickname#<333
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pumpkin spice or gingerbread// horror or supernatural // hocus pocus or halloweentown // painting pumpkins or carving jack-o-lanterns // vampires or zombies // beanies or scarves // oversized sweaters or favorite sweatshirt // orange or black// apple pie or sweet potato pie // corn maze or haunted house // apple picking or bobbing for apples // trick or treating or staying in // diy costume or store bought costume // cinnamon or nutmeg // hot cocoa or apple cider
Thank you for the tag @hopeamarsu. I am so ready for autumn and all things spooky. xoxo!
Trick or Treat? 🎃 @dailyreverie @sickeningsaccharine @virtie333 @the-little-ewok @leatherboundriot @nadja-antipaxos @direnightshade @oscarseyebrow @peachyproserpina @acourtofsnakes @starryeyedstories
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@direnightshade
Secret Service Ben Solo reporting for duty!!! 🔥 🥵
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Happy fanfic writer appreciation day!!! I appreciate all your hard work!! Your stories are amazing!! @silvertonedwords @clydesducktape @in-silks-and-flesh-and-leather @direnightshade @safarigirlsp @ravenish-huffnpuff @bluelikeajay @flightlessangelwings
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Requests FAQs
I figured since I had my very first request yesterday (thank you to the lovely anon who sent that btw!), it might do some good to post a little FAQ regarding my writing and what I'd be willing / unwilling to write and for whom. Info is below the cut! ♡
For anyone who may know me from my ADCU blog (direnightshade), you'll know that my specialty lies in dark content. I lean heavily into themes that don't seem to be explored all that much and may be triggering for a lot of people. You're welcome to request dark themes on this blog if that is something you may be interested in and I will be sure to tag accordingly, but please note that I will not be touching the following content:
Underage Content (In any of my pieces, it is assumed that reader is at least 18 years of age and I will not write for canon characters who are underage).
Mommy Kink. No shade to anyone who likes it, let your flag fly high, my friends. It's just not something that I'm personally into.
Domme Reader / Subby Characters. Lumping these two together as they generally go hand in hand. Again, no shade to anyone who enjoys this content, as stated before, it's just simply not for me. I will however, make slight exceptions for male characters who I feel are switches (though please be aware I still will not lean heavily into the subby side of things for them).
That being said, I'm pretty open to writing a lot of things. If it so happens that I come across a request that I don't particularly jive with I will let you know. But please keep in mind, just because I do not like something it does not make your likes and desires any less valid.
Characters & Fandoms I will Write For
*This list may change depending on my growing/waning interests.
Stranger Things:
Eddie Munson x Reader
Steve Harrington x Reader
Robin Buckley x Reader
Billy Hargrove x Reader
Eddie Munson x Reader x Chrissy Cunningham
Eddie Munson x Reader x Steve Harrington
Eddie Munson x Reader x Robin Buckley
Billy Hargrove x Reader x Eddie Munson
Billy Hargrove x Reader x Steve Harrington
Marvel:
Bucky Barnes x Reader
Tony Stark x Reader
Loki Laufeyson x Reader
Sif x Reader
Loki Laufeyson x Reader x Sif
Hela x Reader
Loki Laufeyson x Reader x Hela
Valkyrie x Reader
Frank Castle x Reader
Grant Ward x Reader
Robbie Reyes x Reader
Elektra Natchios x Reader
Elektra Natchios x Reader x Matt Murdock
Billy Russo x Reader
I do write anime pieces, so if anyone is interested in that, you can find my anime blog here: @yoursinsintome. I will write for Attack On Titan, Tokyo Ghoul, Jujutsu Kaisen, Kamisama Kiss, Spy x Family, Devil's Line, Death Note, High Rise Invasion, Fruits Baskets and some others.
#FAQ#Writing#Fanfic#Fanfiction#Stranger Things#MCU#Marvel#cw: domme / sub dynamics#cw: domme reader#cw: mommy kink#Eddie Munson#Steve Harrington#Robin Buckley#Billy Hargrove#Chrissy Cunningham#Bucky Barnes#The Winter Soldier#The Punisher#Loki#Loki Laufeyson#Tony Stark#Frank Castle#Billy Russo#Elektra Natchios#Robbie Reyes#Grant Ward#Hela#Sif#Valkyrie#Anime
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Getting to Know You Game
Thanks for the tag @leatherboundriot and @daydreamsofthrawn
Favorite Color: pink, yellow and green
Currently Reading: Resident Evil: The Umbrella Conspiracy by S.D Perry
Last Song:
Last Series: What We Do In The Shadows
Last Movie: Logan Lucky
Sweet/Spicy/Savory: All of 'em
Currently Working On: Scream/ST Fic, Soft Specter and my Saw fic
Tagging: @mrs-steve-harrington @imagine-that-100 @direnightshade @mariesackler @clydesducktape @megandg and anyone else that wants to do it <3
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People You Want To Know Better
tagged by: @yesimwriting
thanks for tagging me! I love your writing, blogs, and am always looking to make friends and get to know people better 🥰 so I’m truly honored.
Last Song: Kill V. Maim - Grimes (my playlist on sc is also audios tbh for when I finally get a computer to make edits again)
Currently Watching: Titans (first time), Ted Lasso (s2- first time), Modern Family (s11- first time), Everbody Hates Chris (rewatching), Loki (first time)
Currently Reading: (to preface, reading isn’t my fave so all of these have been for the last 3 yrs or so) Armada by Ernest Cline, The Subtle Knife by Philip Pullman, and I have a ton of other books in my to-read list, or on my shelf for next.
Latest Obsession: Helmut Zemo (finally saw FATWS), Batfam (again), Shazam (missing billy batson & freddie freeman), ADCU (always, of course), DBH (again), Teen Wolf (always) 🥰
tagging: @bqrbie , @capinejghafa , @duskholland , @diioonysus , @sigeel , @princecanary , @cinematv , @sacklerscumrag , @leatherboundriot , @maybe-your-left , @hopeamarsu , @carloswilliamcarlos , @wayward-rose , @direnightshade , @clumsycopy
#yesimwriting#people you want to know better#tag game#grimes#kill v maim#music#soundcloud#titans#ted lasso#modern family#everybody hates chris#loki#armada#ernest cline#the subtle knife#philip pullman#helmut zemo#batfam#shazam#billy batson#adcu#dbh#teen wolf#queued up.#about me#tv shows#books#interests
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Are you cake? Cause I want a piece of that.
Are you sure you didn't mean to send this to @mikeybuble? 🤔 Your YouTube search history doesn't lie ...
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Welcome to my blog! I write 18+ Reader Insert fics for the ADCU. As of recently there has also been a collaborative rp story thrown into the mix, so you’ll find that on this blog as well.
Tag List & Helpful Links
If you would like to be included on any of my tag lists, please fill out this form.
Anime Blog: @yoursinsintome
Multifandom Blog: @canonatypical
One Shots Master List
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FAQ
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Smut-Free/Minimal Smut Works in the ADCU
Monthly Schedule
Requests: Open
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RP + Personal AU
I do have a personal au that I write for from time to time. The story is a collaborative effort with @iamakiller so you’ll find frequent reblogs/interactions with that account as we go back and forth.
It does get dark, and as with my fics, I do my best to tag things accordingly. If you wish to block any interactions between Charlie and I, I tag all interactions as #iamakiller and #personal au.
For those who’d like to catch up on all that’s gone on so far, I have a master list here!
There are a ton of amazing rp blogs that have popped up, and if you feel so inclined to interact with them, @mariesackler has been kind enough to keep a list for you here!
#Tag List#Helpful Links#Master List#FAQ#Fic Recs#Edits#Schedule#Schedule Updates#direnightshade#iamakiller#personal au
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