#i might come back to this multi one day but . idk

[smilingbuckley]

Okay, so the

Make me write

Post a few weeks ago helped me a lot with writing and working on fics I probably would've otherwise abandoned. And now I am once again in a writing slump. Soooo I wanna ask you to send an ask with emojis and I'll write a paragraph for each emoji :)

* anonymous asks are turned off, sorry for that but it is to protect myself *

And you can send as many as you want!! Let's see if we can get me to finish one! (Or a chapter)

This time I added a few more WIPs that I either have to rewrite or haven't starter yet but desperate want to.

👶 magically deaged Buck (a witch puts a spell on Buck so now he's a little kid again and Bathena raises him as they try to figure out how to remove the spell.) Bathena, Buddie, multi chapters, 3 chapters already posted back in october, working on chapter 4

💪 self defense fic (s2 AU. Buck got mugged and loses faith in his safety, so Bobby introduces him to Eddie who will teach him self defense. Not Buck isn't just struggling with feeling unsafe but also with finding Eddie, a stranger, attractive) gonna be a longer fic, I think about 3-4K is written? Will be a single chapter.

🫃 Omegaverse fic (Buck always believed he was a beta but then after mating with Eddie, am Alpha, he starts feeling strange. With the help of Bobby, he figures out that his parents lied to him and did an illegal surgery on him when he presented as an Omega to block any Omega hormones. Buck worries because Eddie only dated betas before him and they never talked about having children) Know this is not everyone's cup of tea since it's both onegaverse and mpreg. Not started yet though I have a snippet written down somewhere in my notes. It's about time I write this.

❤️‍🔥 reunion smut (Eddie had been in El Paso for a few months and comes back earlier to surprise Buck) I've had this in the works for months and still haven't finished it, oops? I'm at the smut part soooo I feel like I could finish this soon?

💕 Buck coming out to Chris - idk how I still haven't finished this one, it's supposed to be short lol

👨‍👧 Buck finds out he has a daughter - idk if it will be multiple chapters but it definitely will be a longer fic. I hope around 30k?

👨‍⚕️ Dr. Eddie fic - I love hospital aus so I'm not sure why I haven't written much for it. Maybe I'll end up rewriting what I have and hope it will get my inspo back?

👨‍❤️‍👨 fake dating fic - and the award to the longest wip I have goes to... no not really, the high school au took me longer to finish. Idk why I haven't written much for this because I love the story and it's been in my mind for sooo long. I just need inspiration

💛 Bobby & Buck fic - well, it's also Buck & Chris & Eddie and Buddie. Basically, they respond to a heavy call with a kid that hits hard. Of course Buddie check up on Chris, but Bobby also feels the need to be close to Buck

🧩 Puzzle fic - sweet and fluffy. Eddie gives Buck a puzzle, which confused Buck because Eddie knows that with Buck’s adhd, he's barely capable of spending 10 minutes on it. Even worse, there's no reference picture. Buck sees it as a challenge and slowly works on it, his curiosity getting the better of it. - not started yet

There are a few wips I almost added to this but then I would really be working on too many at once. Soo... once I finish one or two of these, maybe I'll tease them or add them to a post like this. (It's a PTA dads au and a whumpy fic based on a the rookie episode... honestly makes me want to reconsider not doing whumptober this year because it would be perfect)

Might take some time answering all asks, depends on how I'm feeling. Also might not answer in the order of asks sent, BUT I will try to answer everything over the next days

Taglist

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#911 #evan buckley #buddie #eddie diaz #911 fanfic #buddie fanfiction #fanfiction #writing #911 abc #911 on abc

[mockerycrow]

can i get some sub hcs for the 141 boys 👉👈 the sub moments series got me feeling some typa way (gn!reader too pretty please ty 💗)

SUB HEADCANONS FOR TF141 (GN!READER)

multi-character masterlist

a/n; YESYESYES I LOVE SUB CHARACTERS!!!

KYLE GAZ GARRICK

kyle who isn’t the biggest fan of harsh pain, so he prefers scratch marks and lovebites over slaps and rough hands.

he loves reassurance and he loves when you get desperate to get your hands on him, making him equally as desperate for you. he loves to feel wanted!!

hesitant to experiment sometimes, but he’s usually down to try something new with you. he trusts you, and that’s hotter than anything you could ever try together.

he’s the type to tease you when you’re alone, being his subtly cocky self, knowing it gets you riled up, knowing it’ll end in him getting overstimulated.

JOHN PRICE

john appreciates being submissive because it takes his responsibilities away. he’s not exactly stressed like that, but having someone else to think for him is nice!

he didn’t know he liked it at first, but john adores the subtle mockery you can throw into the scene. mocking him for being too loud on base makes his cock twitch when he’s alone at night.

he enjoys being marked; not to the extent of soap’s liking towards it, but he enjoys a few marks here and there a big one only you and him know about.

john has to be in the mood—and has to have the availability—to be experimental, which isn’t too often, but when he has both? it’s one hell of a ride.

JOHN SOAP MACTAVISH

this man—THIS MAN. he is so incredibly down bad when he’s submissive. he loves it when you bite him and humiliate him; you know when it’s too much, and you sense it, he doesn’t even have to tell you.

absolutely the type to make innuendos outside of the bedroom, knowing later he’s gonna get a uh.. “talking to”.

johnny is verrrry down to experiment if you didn’t already get that notion after he admitted he thought about you touching him somewhere where you could get caught.

def the type of where he’s bratty and you give him a nice slap and his head spins the right way, instantly calming down. he just needs a bit of direction, hm?

SIMON GHOST RILEY

groaner. this man groans and when you’re in the heat of the moment, he is a talker. if you have him squirming and twitching, you might even get him to beg—even though he’s going to be embarrassed later. he’s sensitive!! (in multiple ways.)

only willing to experiment if you (or him) have lots of info on what you want to do together.

idk why but i feel like he’s really into edging. the type of edging like: waking up, edge, do your thing all day, come back and he’s tugging at your waist band needily.

similar to kyle, he probably doesn’t like pain too much. maybe light scratching or biting, but nothing intense like johnny. def has an intense praise kink and doesn’t want to admit it.

#call of duty #call of duty mwii #cod mw2 #cod #mw2022 #mw2 2022 #modern warfare ii #crow’s thoughts #ghost x reader #soap x reader #price x reader #gaz x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #john soap mactavish x reader #captain john price x reader #kyle gaz garrick x reader #cod mwii #mw2 ghost #ghost mw2 #mw2 x reader #tf 141 x reader #task force 141 x reader

[callmehere-iwillappear]

rec list (last updated: 10/22/23)

aka 'if you liked [cmh] you might also like [insert other really good fic here]' bc there are So Many amazing fics out there good lird

few things. first off if you see a disaster twins bias no you don't. second i tried to find all the authors' tumblrs but there were some i couldn't - if you know any of the ones i missed let me know!

aaand third, there are just. SO many good fics i ended up splitting things up. this is the rec post for multi chapter fics, here's the one shot rec post

Multichapter Fics

Complete

A Twin Thing (@minumi-chan)

Four times Donatello rejects Leo's notion of them being twins, and the once (and future) time he embraces it.

GOD THE TWINS EVER.... funny in parts but also hurts in the best possible way and thankfully has a happy ending to soothe the pain. i literally love them so much

Because We Could Not Stop For Death (@turtleinsoup)

After Leo dies, Donnie builds an android of his twin. After Leo dies, he comes back. He does. And Donnie will not ever let him go again.

very very very very VERY heavy please mind the warnings but god. god. another take on the 'leo dies in the prison dimension' concept that btw WILL make you cry. like a lot. absolutely incredible study of grief. i am never going to be the same person after reading this

coming right on back for you (@taizi)

Rise!Mikey’s portal in the prison dimension takes Leo a little bit farther than he meant for it to. 12!Mikey finds a familiar-looking stranger.

soooo full disclosure i haven't actually watched 2012 tmnt. that said even without that, this fic rules. incredibly soft and heartwarming. i love them

Corrupted Upgrade (@dandylovesturtles)

His brothers think they don't need him anymore? Well, fine. He doesn't need them either. The old Donatello is gone. He'll build a new one. One that will make them regret they ever threw him aside. Building things is what he's good at, after all.

i can't say too much without spoiling the twist, but oh MAN guys it's real good. come get your donnie hurt/comfort juice rn. also for a hurt/comfort fic it has NO RIGHT being so funny so often

Dimensions Apart & Home Again

"Who said I'm hiding?" Leo scoffs. Normally he wouldn't take such a sharp tone, but he's tired and not in the mood for what he feels to be an interrogation in his own bedroom. "You all know where I am. I live here, remember?" “Yeah, very funny. And you know where we live. But nobody's seen you for two weeks.”

ooohhh post movie hurt/comfort my beloved... leo is isolating and donnie kicks his ass. metaphorically. mostly. meanwhile raph and mikey are also having a certified Bad Time but it's okay they all get comfort by the end

Havoc, Thy Name is Donnie

Donnie accidentally turns himself into a child while experimenting with mystic power. It's cute until Donnie gets his hands on his older self's tech and then it's really uncute and Leo and S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. are having a heart attack.

child donnie is an absolute MENACE and it's INCREDIBLE. terrorizes leo. terrorizes shelldon. terrorizes some random criminals. terrorizes april. terrorizes draxum. all in the course of a single day. 12/10

how to get very good at juggling (@radishhqueen)

The Krang invasion put a couple of things in perspective for April. One of them was how much she wanted her parents to meet the Hamatos. The only difficult part is…getting her parents to meet the Hamatos.

the turtles meet april's parents! it goes... about as well as can be expected. REALLY good april centric post movie fic

little kid with a big death wish (@remedyturtles)

Leo's mind rebelled against the sensation. The heaviness burst into awareness, body, limbs, lungs, blinking. The middle distance he'd apparently been staring in focused. Leo was awake. Leo was aware. Leo was alive. Being alive wasn't something he thought he'd be.

genuinely don't think i could ever recommend this fic enough. mind the warnings as it does get very heavy but. god. idk how to express how much this fic means to me in just a few sentences but like. you'll understand if you read it (also for. an actual summary: post movie recovery fic with a side of extra leo)

Nothing Haunts Us (like the things we don't say)

The boys learn the hard way that truths can hurt. Well, some of them.

truth spellllll you love to see it! lotta post movie angst + some good comfort at the end + bonus the boys actually being emotionally vulnerable and talking about their issues (even if it's not 100% by choice)

Trial and Error (@apatheticrobots)

Leo ends up in the past. This changes some things.

YES the healing (well. eventually).... big fan of the leos' dynamic in this one. also that One Scene (the one with the animatic. if you know you know) gives me goosebumps EVERY time good god

Unfinished business

When one dies leaving something undone, there's a belief, that they do not go gentle into that good night. They linger on until they've finished what they couldn't while alive. And for four turtles, that business is using the Poltergeist movie as inspiration.

bad future ending but make it HILARIOUS. tldr the future turtles haunt the SHIT out of the krang. that's all i'm giving you because that's all you should need. they fucking rick roll them. please

Use Only For Intended Purpose (me!)

That's probably not how mind melds are supposed to work.

sorry for reccing my own fic do you still love me /j BUT FR if you like post movie disaster twins hurt/comfort with a side of dream sharing. i got u

Where in the World is Neon Leon?

Leo practices portalling on his own. This is not a good idea for many, many reasons.

set over the course of the show + the movie! aka leo trying so so hard to be seen as reliable and getting incredibly fucked up over it. also making new friends

write this down on my headstone (it wasn't what i hoped for) (@bottledovercast)

it’s as he drifts listlessly through the cold-as-shit hellscape that leo’s willing to admit, maybe this wasn’t what raph meant. aka: i do not believe for one second that there were No Problems in between getting leo out of the prison dimension and the final scene of the movie.

i genuinely do not know how to do this one justice with words. it's written impeccably and the hurt/comfort is just. chefs kiss. please read it (+ has a sequel now that's also absolutely incredible!)

In progress

At My Worst (@teainthesnow)

Future Leo ends up back in time, stuck in the body of his younger self, who is still conscious but trapped within his mind.

genuinely LOVE this concept like there's a lot of (really good) future leo goes back in time fics but i'm pretty sure this is the only one i've read with them sharing a body? god the dynamic is. SO good. one of my fave future leo + present leo dynamics ever tbh. just. chefs kiss

I May Be Invisible, But I Still Look Good (@dandylovesturtles)

Leo is cursed by a mystic whatever thingy. But don't worry guys, he's totally got this! Getting back into his body? Easy peasy. (He hopes it will be easy peasy.)

will smith poses fellow ghost(ish) leo fic my beloved! ngl this one kinda has a special place in my heart so i May be biased BUT even aside from that it's just. so good. the premise is so interesting and it's written super well and in character and also i would like to give leo a hug PLEASE GOOD GOD

I'm Sorry, Teenage Mutant What Now? (@tangledinink)

When Hamato Yoshi is presented with the chance to return to the surface with his sons and give them a 'normal' life as humans, he takes it. He didn't think that they would forget about that whole turtle thing. But it seems kind of too late to tell them now. Surely they won't find out any other way, right?

human au! ... kind of. actually brooches au but they THINK they're human which is fine until, y'know, it's not. currently in the 'not' part of the fic and it's just going really great for everyone! you love to see it

In Which Donnie and Leo Make Themselves Everyone Else's Problem in an NYC That Isn't Even Their Own

It was a huge mistake on the Kraang's part to kidnap the wrong half of the wrong set of brothers and leave behind two very worried twins. And not just any twins. The disaster twins.

another crossover with 12tmnt which. again i have not seen, but like. this fic is just. REALLY good. it's set pre movie so there's not that trauma, it's literally just the twins fucking the 12 kraang up and living up to their nickname while the 12 turtles (and rise mikey and raph) look on in horror

i think i would prefer the prison dimension (@purplecatghostposts)

Leo gets sent to the Kraang Apocalypse Future that he really didn’t want to think about. Future Leo, Mikey, and Donnie are absolutely baffled by him. Nobody is happy.

you've heard of future leo in the present, now get ready for: present leo in the future! he gets dragged into the apocalypse instead of getting pulled out of the prison dimension back to his brothers and boy he is, understandably, Not Thrilled!

Last Grain of Sand in the Hourglass (@last-hourglass)

The one where the Hamato family is freaking the fuck out, Leo is lost in the Prison Dimension, and a very-time-displaced Leonardo refuses to leave his younger self behind. (Oh, and there may be some mystic hauntings afoot. You know, the usual result of messing with the space-time continuum.)

future leo gets saved while present leo stays in the prison dimension! there's A Lot going on in this one and half of it is BIG spoilers but just. oh my god. this shit is SO well written i am eating it

Mikey's Jam-Packed, Guaranteed to Get Donnie's Memory Back, Friendship Tour!

Donnie wakes up without his memory one day and everyone panics. They're just going to have to jog his memory the old-fashioned way! Through the power of friendship! [And a small (I was wrong. A very large) degree of violence and shenanigans]

donnie gets amnesia and SO SO MANY shenanigans ensue. also a tiny bit of angst but it's fine

Minor Interference (@bambiraptorx)

The turtles accept Draxum's offer to train them. Little does he know that they're only going to use it mess with him.

haha draxum accidental dad moments... well okay not entirely just yet but he's getting there! the turtles are PEAK teenager literally just causing problems on purpose and it's incredible

Mutant Ninja Midlife Crisis (@mutantninjamidlifecrisis)

In the midst of attempting to make peace with his death at the hands of the Krang, Master Leonardo is suddenly yeeted over two decades into the past, courtesy of his little brother.

YEAAHHH another future leo fic! mans gets dropped into the past and IMMEDIATELY kidnapped and brainwashed so things are going great (it's fine he gets better. you know how it is)

odd man out (@threestripeslider)

The one where Future!Leo somehow managed to luck out on a one in a million mere millisecond chance of a freak glitch in the space-time continuum that sends him back into the present, where the Invasion has been successfully driven back. And it looks like it was a one-way ticket travel.

DAD FUTURE LEO MY BELOVED.... he really took one look at these kids and said is anyone else gonna give them a third (3) dad and did not wait for an answer. also big fan of casey's high school adventures LMAO

Power Up

Leo also gets healing hands like his 2k12 counterpart. Sadly, they end up backfiring on him. Who needs to know though?

leo taking 'it's not about me' to the extreme. good god please get this kid some therapy and self worth. the AGONIES

The Lemonade Leak (@turtleinsoup)

The one in which Leo can’t sleep without his swords, because there is a monster in his room, pretending to be Donnie.

oh man. oh MAN. legit one of my fave fics out there. i'm not usually a big thriller person but this one GETS ME + the way the author writes the different perspectives is just. chefs kiss. genuinely has me on the edge of my seat every single update

The Neon Void

Five years. It's been five years. Hamato Leonardo was back. But he was no longer who he once was.

krangified leo! ... sort of. absolutely delicious angst and also i want to rattle leo's brothers. TALK TO EACH OTHER

Three-Sided Coin (@leglessstreetlights)

Highly self-indulgent fic where I put Leo, Future!Leo, and TurtleTot!Leo in the same room until they hug

what the description says! room is a bit of a stretch and present leo is fresh out of the prison dimension So There's That. some really sweet moments in this one though. tiny leo my beloved

this year we lost our dear brother leonardo

The aftermath of the Krang, and of pulling Leo out of the portal. 90% comfort and silly banter.

this is a series not a single wip but i'm saying it counts because i love it a lot. hope this helps <3 yeah what it says on the tin. immediately post movie family hours you love to see it

Times Five

Leo gets struck by a mystic beam that splits him into five parts of himself; literally.

god the TWIST. still losing my mind over it. the whole thing honestly. lotta dealing with leo's complicated emotions about the invasion and himself, really really good tbh

Write Me Well, My Love, Write Me Weird

When stories start popping up on various media outlets of the Turtleman, New York Cities own personal cryptid, most of the world shrugged. To the citizens of New York? fear, excitement, adoration for this odd and lovable creature. Everyone is quick to share stories and memories of their encounters, much to lament of Turtleman's older brother.

leo and donnie get spotted by humans (more than once) and said humans post about it on social media, as humans tend to do. raph is Not Thrilled. angst (and eventual comfort) ensues

#talk tag #fic recs #sorry abt my commentary i am NOT a film critic and there IS a reason for that </3 #kinda bounced between summarizing and just. going 'eating this eating this' and shit like that. u know how it is #anywayy read these fics. holding you all at gunpoint /j #not fic related #MAYYY update this and the other post bc there are 100% some i missed. just went through my subscriptions and marked for later and bookmarks #but i def feel like theres some i missed somehow. augh #but i dont wanna sit and stare at this forever agonizing over if im forgetting any SO. just shoving it at u all. enjoy

[serene-sun]

𝕮𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖞 ʚ𖦹ɞ

TransMasc Rain x Swiss

18+ smut

Warnings: ohhhh boy hehehe there’s not much I don’t think? Hinted future anal, but none in this. Pussy eating, teasing, ghootie shorts, might be more idk

Summary: rain takes his friends advice and makes a move!

A/n: this is really just made for @lady-jane3 bc I think….nah you will know once you read it

“Mm, hey, still up?” Rain walks into the moving busses lounge room, rubbing his eye and opening the mini fridge to grab a small drink.

“Oh hey, you know I stay up late.” Swiss is sitting on the right side of the sofa, legs crossed, phone In hand as the TV is long forgotten and quietly playing a news broadcast.

Swiss looks up from his phone, he has to double check because right before him is a short water ghoul in…one hell of an outfit.

“That really your pajamas?” Swiss chuckles, trying to stay calm.

But when rain turns around and bends over to grab something from the lower shelf, Swiss’s breath is taken far far far away.

Rains wearing those stupid shorts Terzo designed for new merchandise, the ones that were clearly made for looks and not coverage. They’re black, white rimmed, and in purple and silver it says on the back “ghost”.

They’re so tight…Swiss can’t even decide on what to focus on. He’s so bewildered by what he wearing, that he’s just now spotting the circle that pokes out of the shorts on his perked up ass.

Is he seriously wearing a plug?

Swiss confirmed it by the way it moves against the fabric, and now he feels himself getting a bit bothered underneath his own pants.

“What? Do you want me to take them off?” Rain says it so slow and smooth that it comes out as pure caramel, his voice is so innocent and pure like honey.

But now…oh now Swiss has something far better to focus on. Rain might not of noticed it, but his clit is pressed so nicely against the fabric that it’s so very noticeable that he’s not wearing underwear

Rains testosterone had only been making it grow faster, much to everyone’s enjoyment. The view is very nice, you can see every inch of him. Every curve of his hips, ass, even the hood of his clit is highlighted in those shorts.

Swiss’s eyes follow rain as he comes to sit beside Swiss, his long wavy hair shaggy and messy against his bare shoulders.

That’s another thing Swiss enjoys, how rains not wearing a shirt. How beautiful and firm his chest looks, just how beautiful his tits look.

Rain hopes Swiss enjoys how the scars under his sternum delicately trace along his light skin.

Swiss quickly realizes that this is a game, a simple response to Swiss’s antics earlier. He had simply kissed his neck and gave his ass a good slap, well…maybe it was more than a kiss, they don’t kiss and tell after all…

“Swiss?” Rains voice fades in, and Swiss is now embarrassed by how he zoned out staring at his band mates body.

Maybe Swiss was a little sweetheart after all, maybe all that mean hype over his happy trail and attractive facial hair was overrated

“Yeah sexy?” Swiss can play his own game too, and he’s about to get damn good at it.

Rains breath hitches at the name, he brings a hand through his hair, something he does when nervous.

“What’s got you worked up babe?” He asks, again.

Rain shoots him a look, deciding to sit a bit closer to Swiss.

“I wanted to see if there were any updates on the weather, turn it to the news?” Rain lies, his original intention was to get his way into his lap by ‘showing’ Swiss something rain could care less what the weather was the next day.

“Sure.” Swiss can tell he’s trying to make a move, rain can sense he’s in trouble and he’s close to melting under the multi ghouls gaze.

When Swiss sets the remote down, he feels a slender hand sit on his thigh.

He smirks, that was all he needed to know so he could come up with his own plan for the water ghouls ambitious goal.

Swiss adjusts his posture, letting his legs fall apart. He doesn’t care, oh no he wants rain to see his erection poking through his pants.

Swiss knows that once rain sees it, he will feel his stomach flip and instantly let himself be bent over.

“You like what you see?” Swiss furrows his eye brows, he smiles and laughs as the water ghoul is caught staring at his boner

“Uh, i uhm, I….sorry.” Rain stumbles over his words, a little lost on how to escape his own trap.

Swiss leans into rains neck, “did I turn you on?”

Rains a puddle now, biting his lip, eyes pouting and his tail wrapped around his own leg. A part of his dark curly hair falls into his face and saves him from making eye contact with the ghoul.

“You want a kiss like earlier? I know you liked it, why else would you come in here with a plug in.” Swiss’s arm wraps around rain, pulling him closer by the waist.

Rain yelps, and he feels himself getting erect as well.

“I apologize, I just wanted to feel your lips again…” rain admits his plan, he waves his white flag and he figures that if he’s honest maybe he will get his way out of pity.

Swiss turns soft and sweet, a nice smile and laugh coming off of him. He rubs his face with a hand, and looks back at rain.

“For a small little thing, you have a lot of nerve and I love that.” Swiss whispers, “tell me, why is every bassist so fucking cute?”

“Sorry, I don’t mean to be childish.” Rain bows his head, embarrassed and flustered.

“I’ve seen your photos, you look scarier than me, and yet you’re the cutest thing I’ve wanted to fuck.” He laughs and kisses rains neck once more just like the day prior.

“I will be honest, I’m not sure if I want anything with you. But I am sure I like the way you kiss, and I also know I wouldn’t mind talking to you more.” Rain grabs his hand, and places it on his thigh, “your a real

Hotshot, so much that even my own friend’s wanna be pounded into the walls by you.”

“Thank god you’re not that reckless!” Swiss smiles, a squeezes rains thigh.

He laughs once more, “I’m glad we got that out of the way, thank you for telling me.”

Rain nods, and he falls back onto the couch with Swiss as he presses into him.

“I’ll keep that in mind, just know that you have to show all of these off tomorrow night.” The multi ghoul muffles his raspy voice in his skin, kissing and sucking slowly.

“Can’t wait.” Rain felt pressure against his aching clit, “I hope you like the color purple.”

“Why?” A kiss is pressed to his collarbone

“No reason.” Rain panics, as a hand slides under his shorts and to his cunt. He didn’t think they would get there just yet, still he is unbothered.

“The color of the plug?” Another kiss to his stomach

Rain whimpers, a moan falling from his soft lips as he feels Swiss’s hot wet tongue lick up his cunt through the thin shorts.

“I can smell you through these, you smell delicious.” A kiss to the waistband and off they go, sliding down his knees and legs.

The cold air feels so good against him, wet, hard, and aching for touch.

Rains being devoured, the sensation so strange yet so intense. His tongue flicks his clit, then prods at his entrance.

Swiss looks up at rain, his twinkling eyes so beautiful.

“So fucking delicious, taste just like candy.” Swiss moans into rain as he palms himself.

Rain grabs the edges of the couch, feeling closer and closer to the edge.

Good god almighty tomorrow is going to be so hard, nevertheless the rest of the tour.

It had only just begun

#serene sun nocontext #the band ghost #serene sun spice time #serene sun mutuals #ghost band #serene sun writes #the band ghost x reader #nameless ghouls x reader #nameless ghouls #ghost band fic #swiss x rain #swiss ghoul #rain ghost #rain ghoul x Swiss #rain x swiss

[dayseternal-blog]

One your asks inspired this thought of out me.

Idk if Icebergs are still popular, but does a NaruHina Fic Iceberg post sound fun to you?

Basically, there's like 5 or 6 tiers (there should be a template readily available in google images) and you assign specific media (in this case, NH fics) to each tier, descending from tame tho troubling to 'stare into the abyss'-level awful. 😅

I'm just super curious now, haha. 🤪 Baiee~

I worked on this for a couple of days! Fun~

uhhh click for hopefully better quality?

The order of the fics within each category sorta matters to me, but if I thought about it harder, I'd probably change things around, so the order's not that important. And in general, the categories go from NaruHina getting hurt, to NaruHina hurting others, to NaruHina hurting each other. With a few exceptions! But if someone else were to rank this, they might categorize things differently.

It's all just my feeling. As you can see. By the category titles.

Congratulations to Sessakag, Sadistic One, BlackMajjicDuchess, and DemonOfTheFridge for scaring me the most hahahahahaha 💀

Looking at this and one would think I love freaky stories lol

I read it for the curious cat to be killed.

I have all the stories linked below :)

Darkly Mysterious, Worrying 😥

“White Kunai” by @magmawrites - Rated E, Canon-Divergent AU, Multi-chapter, Complete. A series of violent rapes and murders targeting long, dark haired, young women have caught the attention of the Hokage. Her plan? Use a qualified, long, dark haired kunoichi as bait. The only one that fits the criteria? Hinata.

“a home is a dream” by bluebeardsbrides - Rated M, Modern AU, One-shot. Naruto Uzumaki returns home with all the force maelstrom, three days after her husband’s disappearance and six years since she went and stumbled on Neji’s body floating in the creek downtown.

"Dark Shift" by brown phantom - Rated M, Canon-Divergent AU, Multi-chapter, Incomplete. After a solo mission goes horribly wrong, something happens to Naruto. His mask of happiness turns dark and cruel, and he turns against the village he had sworn to protect. Can he be returned to normal before it's too late?

“Distorted Minds” by Cheating Death - Rated E for graphic violence, Canon-Divergent, Multi-chapter, Complete. Her lavender eyes slowly opened, her vision blurry and distorted for a few moments as she tried to look around. It was then that she realized that she was suspended a few inches off the ground, her wrists cuffed in cold, metal shackles that hung from the ceiling.

Disturbing, Unsettling, Cursed 😶

“Asylum AU” from “Tales of Two Ninjas” by magmawrites - Rated M, Modern AU, One-shot. What’s to say what’s real and what isn’t? The only thing that’s valid and true in all universes is their love for one another.

“Burn The House Down” by @secrettastemakerland - Rated G, Canon-Divergent, One-shot. Naruto shrugged, not really having an answer. He had tried to tell her they had bigger problems.

"Go Home, Start Again" by @bunny-hoodlum - Rated E, Canon-Divergent, One-shot. My submission for NH2020 February's theme "Time Loop".

"Stay" by @nightowl27-writer - Rated E, Modern AU, Multi-chapter, Complete. The basement holds much more than ashes and secrets. As urban legends come to life, people begin to disappear, and a city sits on the brink of disaster. When everything seems to be falling apart, will Hinata find the answer to the question she is terrified to ask?

Weird, Shocking, & Crazy 🤪

“His obsession” by agitosgirl - Rated M, Canon-Divergent, Multi-chapter, Incomplete. Naruto loved her, he loved her with everything he had and more. And when he gets back from his training trip, he’s going to show her how much he cherishes her. And she is going to be with him. Whether she wants to be or not isn’t really her choice.

"Qui Laudavit" by Avelona-and-Sally - Rated M, Canon-Divergent, Multi-chapter, Incomplete. One side-effect of having a demon sealed in you is a taste for blood. Another is the ability to make living and dead alike do your bidding. Which comes in handy when your girlfriend keeps dying.

“October - Horror” by @chloelapomme - Rated T, High School AU, Multi-chapter, Complete. When despair turns into a feeling of love so intense that obsession is the only thing that can help you protect the one you love.

“Her” by browniefic - Rated E, Modern AU, Multi-chapter, Incomplete. Naruto’s had a lot of obsessions in his life. But he knows she’s different.

"A Woman's Heart" by Ookami88 - Rated E, Canon-Divergent, One-shot. Naruto lies in hospital in coma. Sasuke is locked in prison for his crimes. Hinata comes up with a plan that will ensure her beloved man's happiness, no matter how much it'll cost her.

“A Love Never Seen” by HoneyWriter78 - Rated E and has rape/non-con, High School AU, Multi-chapter, Complete. Hinata Hyuga attend Konoha High she is part of the athletics group. She is friends with Ino and Shikamaru but is secretly in love with Shikamaru who is oblivious and loves someone else. She tried to fight her feelings not noticing that a certain senpai has had his eyes on her…

“There’s a new psycho on the block” by agitosgirl - Rated M for mentions of sex, Canon-Divergent, Multi-chapter, Complete/Inconclusive Ending. What happens when it’s Hinata who’ goes crazy? Years of torment and abuse by her family’s hand have caused this young girl to lose her mind, and to top it off, her mother left her a gift that will make her enemies, or just anyone she chooses to target, regret meeting her.

"Lost Souls" from "NaruHina Month December 2022" by @sessakag - Rated M, Canon-Divergent, One-shot. They set off on a journey that’d one day bring them back to their place of birth, and on that day, they’d enact the plan that had given them a sense of purpose.

"Ravenous" from "NaruHina Month December 2022" by sessakag - Rated E, Modern AU, One-shot. “Hinataaaa,” Naruto pouted, leaning inside the open bathroom door, “you ready yet? I’m starving!”

Explicitly Appalling 😨

“Side Effects” by Cheating Death - Rated E for smut, dub-con, & non-con, Modern AU, Multi-chapter, Complete.  You can easily skip the rape and non-con without compromising the plot, the author warns you before it happens. When Naruto and Hinata decide to participate in a high-paying clinical study, they wind up signing up for much more than they bargained for.

“Serial Killer” by Raven Young - Rated M, Modern AU, Multi-chapter, Incomplete. She’s a Sociopath. She’s a Supermodel. She’s a serial killer. She’s a girl in love. She is Hinata Hyuga. And he is her undoing.

“I want you to cry” and its sequel “I want you” by Devahhole - Rated E for graphic murder (character death), dub-con/non-con, and smut, High School AU, Multi-chapter, Ongoing. A sociopath blinded by revenge runs into his greatest opponent.

"Naruto: The Mating" by SeventhShinobi - Rated E, Canon-Divergent, Multi-chapter, Incomplete. Now, Naruto has discovered the an ability called "The Mating." Come see what he'll do with his new found power

Seriously Distressing 😰

“Powerless” by bunny-hoodlum - Rated E for a lot of things, like depictions of violence and character death. Multi-chapter, Incomplete. His family’s past can’t be taken at face-value, and it comes clawing back to hurt him in ways that are out of his control.  DELETED FIC.

“Listen To Me” by SullyR - Rated E and includes domestic abuse & non-con, Modern AU, Multi-chapter, Complete. Hinata is terrified out of her mind. She has no choice but to listen to him or else he gets physical, and by physical, she means fast!

“Nightmare” from “Nice Legs, Daisy Dukes” by Star-Child-Yeci - Rated M, Canon-Divergent AU, One-shot. “Why do you got that in your hand, huh, pet?” The words slid off his tongue, and she shivered.

Chapter 6 from “Naruhina Oneshots” by @powerful-niya - Rated E, College AU, One-shot. A new college student finally enrolls into her new school, with the help of a handsome blonde male. He helps her and cares for her which she appreciates very much. But bad rumors about him break out and eventually reaches the midnight blue-haired woman making her feel skeptical about their friendship. But cutting ties is hard, especially with a guy who already has you, under his boot.

Wtf Horrifying 😱

“Monster” by Sessakag - Rated E, Canon-Divergent, Multi-chapter, Ongoing. Naruto, a celebrated war hero, finds himself, once again at the forefront of the fight, but which side is he on this time? Love. Tragedy. Happiness. Heartache. The growing pains of becoming a man, have molded, shaped and brought forth a new Naruto Uzumaki.

“Insanity” by Sadistic One - Rated E for GRAPHIC MURDER, College AU, Multi-chapter, Ongoing. The smell of his cologne and slight musk was the first thing that caught Hyuga Hinata’s attention. She eventually found out that smell belonged to a young man named Uzumaki Naruto. Ever since that encounter, she couldn’t stop following him and watching his every move. She needed to know who he hanged out with, his hobbies likes and dislikes. She even transferred to his school to study him more closely. But as those months went on, she discovered Naruto was not who he portrayed to be to his peers, but a cold-blooded murderer. Is this enough to put a stop to Hinata’s obsession or will it draw her closer to her own insanity?

“Breeding Season” by BlackMajjicDuchess - Rated E and has rape/non-con, Canon-Divergent, Multi-chapter, Complete. Completely out of pattern, Kyuubi leaks free and causes terrible destruction that Naruto cannot suppress. There is a solution, but it comes at a terrible price.

“Honeymoon” by DemonOfTheFridge - Rated E and has rape/non-con, Canon-Divergent, Multi-chapter, Complete. Naruto always left on a secret mission once a year for a whole month. A curious Hinata finally had enough and followed him to an underground house. A house she finds herself trapped in, with a dark Naruto. Curiosity Killed the Cat.

This was so entertaining! If anyone agrees or would order things differently, let me know~

#bunny-hoodlum #naruhina fanfic recs #dark!naruhina #naruhina angst #iceberg meme

[chrollohearttags]

I’m feeling a little spicy this morning so I’m sorry if I say something wrong, but this shit is really eating me. And it’s part of the reason why I don’t mess with Twitter anymore. So of course, the Grammys were last night and everybody’s talking about it. I don’t really watch awards shows like that but from what I could tell, Beyoncé got nominated and didn’t win, loss to harry styles??? idk nor do I care. Everybody’s all on the timeline, ranting about how it’s an injustice and it’s wrong and this that and the third, right? Which, fair enough, they fuck my sis over every year. They nominate her for views and give it to some subpar nobody who probably didn’t do half her sales. That’s cool or whatever but I can’t help but be over the entire conversation. And this is no shade to Bey bc I love her and I loved Renaissance. With that being said, I couldn’t give a fuck less about these celebrities’ problems when our world is falling apart. I can’t give a fuck if she got 32 Grammies instead of 33 when people can’t even afford to pay rent this month or even buy a fucking carton of eggs. I know this comes off as “fake woke” and fuck it, so be it. But I can’t understand how people are so complicit with our country’s conditions and simultaneously putting these celebs and trivial problems up on a pedestal. Now just two days ago, people were badgering Netflix about the whole password sharing thing and they got them to change it, last night, people were tweeting the Grammys like they had killed their grandmas, cussing them out on behalf of a woman who doesn’t even know they exist. I mean, full on doing the most. And ykw, it is bullshit. But ykw else is bullshit? The fact that billions of dollars went to another country without any semblance of explanation, food shortages everywhere, income having to be three times your rent and not a single job is actually hiring, not to mention the fact that people are getting pennies back in income tax despite paying higher rates this year and the police being funded $1.8 billion and their only skill is killing unarmed black people..no one is getting angry enough about it! Just making memes and moving the fuck on. But god forbid an already accomplished woman loses an award and y’all wanna burn the world down. It’s really frustrating bc imagine if we filtered that outage towards our leaders and made them get off their asses. We might actually get somewhere but your only concern is if you can afford $1500 concert tickets? Be so undeniably fucking for real. I’m not trying to tell anybody how to feel and ik thinking about this stuff too much can become depressing so it’s best not to dwell on it but I just can’t see why if folks can bully a multi billion dollar corporation out of their policy then why can’t we demand a better way of living? I’m just sick of this trivial nonsense being on the forefront of everyone’s minds when we’re literally in hell. Idk man, I think I need to stay off of Twitter for a minute bc that just aggravated me.

#cherry chats 🍒 #cherry rambles #venting again #and this is no dig at bey herself #this is just a general statement about how we’re so consumed with celeb culture and shit that doesn’t matter when we’re in hell #anyways back to my fictional fantasies before I end up pissed off all day

[inkofamethyst]

March 3, 2024

It's so weird to already know what instrument I'm going to learn next (and also to have purposefully selected a time to learn it). Like, I didn't know I was going to want to teach myself the saxophone in high school, it just kind of happened (though these days I do lowkey wish I had gone for alto rather than tenor (will not make the same mistake with the bass, will prob go for a short scale)). Same with the uke--I was just bored one summer. But knowing that the bass is coming up (but that I'll be waiting over a year for it still (not a bad thing, as I'll be able to use this summer to learn more about my community at large)) makes me a bit antsy to just start playing. I'll be listening to music and will have to make a mental note of a cool baseline I'd like to learn (the "Life Will Change" bridge !!!!!!!!! (though I'll prob have to learn something like "Mask" from P5 before that if I want to play while singing (supposedly notoriously difficult on bass which is lovely)--slower, more repetitive)) but like, that's over a year away. I mean the wait gives me time to save and plan, sure, but I also just want to play something sometimes.

Speaking of planning, when I get to that fateful day next May of picking a bass (not sure if I want to go the cheap route and grab something used online or the Main Character route and have some hot guy in a guitar shop help me pick one out based on his expertise and then offer to give me lessons and then we fall in love (can you tell that Hadestown has pushed the dial right back over to R??) (though the guitar shop plan makes more sense for my first one (of one? of many? who knows) since I don't know any bassists and I don't know what I'm doing (yet))), I'm also going to have to decide whether I want to go for lessons. Honestly? I'm considering it. I know my whole deal is like "hur hur hur im a self taught multi-instrumentalist" (!!!! I'm a multi-instrumentalist !!!!!) but also if I can't find good videos on/am unsure about technique, might as well talk to a professional.

God I'm so excited to learn that instrument. Can you tell?

Speaking of saving, one thing about my savings goals notion page is that I wish it was more.. dynamic. In that, sometimes I save extra towards a goal one month, and it'd be nice if the suggested monthly savings amount went down to reflect the new minimum needed to reach that goal by the desired date. Or alternatively, change the end date based on the amount saved if the minimum payment stayed the same. I don't know how to code either of those, but they'd be a nice touch.

Though, kind of on a similar note, saving so aggressively in January and February has meant that, after typical spending habits, I've been left with basically nothing at the end of the month lol. Everything else taken into account, I've got ~$200 for random discretionary purchases monthly. That's been perfectly fine (aka just enough) but it also feels a little tight? Idk. I suppose I can rationalize it by the fact that it will keep me from overspending and will allow me to reach other goals quicker but it still feels like I'm livin paycheck to paycheck hehe. But this will only last as long as my ultra-aggressive saving strats do, so for about another year, then I start letting up (if all goes to plan).

Also, went ahead and did the per-day calculations because I've always heard that it's cheaper to make your own food than to buy it, and I am actually saving so much by making my own meals every day*. Like, so much. Now, at my uni, getting breakfast or lunch a la carte isn't terribly expensive, but it certainly can and likely would add up.

*Granted, I do benefit from the occasional free lunch or dinner.

Can you tell I'm rationalizing anxiety with over-strategizing? I truly do not make enough money to be so focused (rationalization: start good habits early). The moneydiaries subreddit has fried my brain I think.

Thinking about putting on some fake tattoos at the end of spring break. Partly because they make me immensely, unreasonably happy, partly because I'm curious if anyone would ask about them hehe. The last time I did a full sleeve and met up with some friends (years ago) they were a lil shook.

Today I'm thankful for.. a lazy weekend. And nighttime rain storms.

[tinimmyweek]

@jimmyjrsmusoems ranks Tina/Jimmy Jr. kisses (from worst to best...kinda?)

We are officially two weeks out from Tinimmy Week!!! (can you hear that??? me, screaming in the distance???) @babsvibes actually sent me an ask on my own blog about my favorite Tinimmy kisses, but we thought we might as well put it here instead. Obviously, this ranking is just MY opinion, and I would love to hear yours! (Also, if I forgot any...sue me!) Anyway....

10. "The Gene and Courtney Show" Season 6, Episode 7

Listen....while I love that he brought her a rose, I cannot handle the second-hand embarrassment I feel when I think about how Tina is wearing a diaper in this scene. Like...I know she's dressed as cupid, but it's all I can focus on!!! If she wasn't wearing one, I think I would rank this kiss higher.

9. "The Bob's Burgers Movie"

I feel like some of you might be shocked that I didn't put the movie kiss higher (I shocked myself with it when I was making this list), but there are just other ones that I like more! I do love the "Woah." "Yeah." afterwards, and I'm pretty sure I cried the first time I saw this scene in theaters lollll

8. "Every Which Way but Goose" Season 9, Episode 14

*giggles and kicks feet* <3 <3 <3

bonus :

7. "Pig Trouble in Little Tina" Season 10, Episode 4

I know that the first one is supposed to be part of Tina's dream, but they look so cute that I wanted to include it. The actual kiss in this scene is made for me by Zeke's "Oh hell yeah!" after and Jimmy Jr.'s dazed reaction. Also, these poor kids that aren't apart of the friend group were probably soooo confused

6. "UFO No You Didn't" Season 9, Episode 9

The way that she SPRINTS down the hall in this scene kills me, and I love Jimmy Jr.'s (and Jocelyn's) reactions after. If this wasn't immediately followed by THE Zekina kiss, it would probably be higher up on my list! (That's what I get for being a multi-shipper, oops)

5. "Gene it On" Season 4, Episode 20

THEY WERE ON A DATE!!!!!! HE LOVES IT WHEN SHE'S MEAN!!!! AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

4. "Ex Machtina" Season 7, Episode 8

Obviously, I'm biased...but this is arguably the best Tinimmy episode overall, and this kiss is just...magical??? Idk??? The fire in the back??? The vibes??? Also, I considered adding the scene where Jimmy Jr. kisses the robot while the entire family watches, but I can't watch that scene without physically recoiling, sooooo

3. "The Quirkducers" Season 7, Episode 6

THIS HAD NOOOOO RIGHT TO BE AS STEAMY AS IT IS. WHY DOES IT GO ON FOR SO LONG???? THIS IS LITERALLY THE MOST INTENSE KISS WE SEE FROM THEM AND THEY'RE DRESSED LIKE THAT!!!! I NEED TO KNOW HOW SHE TALKED HIM INTO THIS!!!!! WAS IT SPONTANEOUS??? HOW LONG DID IT TAKE FROND TO BREAK THEM UP??? I WANT TO KNOW SO BADLY

bonus angle :

2. "Sheesh! Cab, Bob?" Season 1, Episode 6

The first kiss!!! Honestly, this is the one I struggled to rank the most. I think they've had better ones since this, but there's something so special and nostalgic about this one??? I think part of it is that I love the window scene right before this. IDK!!!! <3

"Bob Actually" Season 7, Episode 9

Was there ever any doubt about which one would be #1??? I am never NOT thinking about the sky kiss. He planned this!!! For Valentine's Day!!!! FOR HER!!!! He was so excited about it!!!!! Also, Sky Kiss is my favorite Bob's Burgers song, so it gets extra points for that. The "Jimmy Jr. kisses Tiiiiiiiiiina" part scratches my brain just right. <3

(As a side note, after typing these all out, I realized that they kiss SO many times in season 7???? If you took out the Xmas episode, there would be three episodes in a row where they kiss. They need to bring that momentum back for me personally)

If you read this entire thing, just know that I am giving YOU a (virtual) kiss on the cheek <3 Happy almost Tinimmy week, I am so so excited to see what everyone comes up with!!!!

#i typed this with caps to be professional and it was torture i felt like i was typing an email - kaitlyn (jimmyjrsmusoems) #tinimmyweek23 #tinimmy week #tinimmyweek #tinimmy #tina/jimmy junior #tina belcher #jimmy jr pesto #bob’s burgers #bobs burgers #tina belcher x jimmy jr pesto #jimmy pesto jr #Tina Belcher/Jimmy Pesto Jr

[dkakapizzaboy]

Svt Headcanon:

Seventeen 's Fanfiction Preferences (of themselves)

Masterlist

Words: 730

Warnings: Mentions of smut I guess

A/N: This is written from my POV, of course. Different opinions are always welcome!

A big thanks to @multi-kpop-fanfics and @lovelyhan for their inputs ❤️

Taglist: @junhui-recs

Feedback always helps!

Seungcheol- Honestly he would be one of the members who'd be the most down to read their fanfics. I'd say he'd be a bit smug about the fact that most carats perceive him as a Dom when it comes to smut. Would enjoy fluff once in a blue moon.

Preference - Smut

Jeonghan- Like Scoups, I think he'd be more inclined to read smut than fluff. Would be mildly offended by the sheer amount of fics that depict him as a prankster/slightly grey character. Also, would definitely leave a comment if something about his character is too OOC. Will be down to write a passive aggressive reply to the fic.

Preference- Smut

Joshua- WILL BE THE ONE TO INTRODUCE EVERYONE TO THEIR FANFICTION. I think due to his more liberal upbringing, he'd be more inclined to dive into kinky fics. Might not enjoy all, but will enjoy some, will definitely Google all of them. Will appreciate all the fics that portray him as a gentleman.

Preference - Kink-based smut

Jun- I think Jun would probably appreciate a good drabble. Something short, one and done situation, he doesn't have time to read 17.3K words. Will appreciate a good Gamer fic.

Preference - Drabbles

Hoshi- Now this man, he is a kdrama boy at heart. Will seek out something with multiple chapters, long and plot driven. Will regularly check back for updates. Might leave an occasional "update pls" ask when the author has been too inactive.

Preference - Series

Wonwoo- NOW THIS MAN WILL HAVE AN EXCEL SHEET. Let me explain. He'd be more down to read other members' fics, and keep tally of the smut to fluff to angst ratio, Dom to sub ratio, character traits etc. Will leave a crypic weverse post hinting towards the fact that he reads fanfics. Like coups, will appreciate the ratio of Dom to sub fics of him.

Preference - fics of other members/ Headcannons

Woozi- WHEN I TELL YOU THIS MAN WILL BE ADDICTED. He's going to write 10+ songs inspired by plot lines of fics. Woozi, I think, will appreciate a good angsty fic. The fighting, the will they, won't they... He'd be hooked. Will sacrifice sleep to read. Will definitely appreciate Carats' creativity when it comes to writing and plots. Also, will be giddy for days if he catches a "Shit, this is red too" reference.

Preference- Angst

Minghao- I think he'd probably not have a preference when it comes to fluff or smut, but will appreciate the number of fics that portray him in an artistic profession. Like Woozi, he'd appreciate the creative writing aspect of it a lot.

Preference - Anything that portrays him in an artistic role

Mingyu- Mingyu, I'm not super sure about, but the amount of golden retriever energy this man exudes, I think he'd be more of a fluff guy. Or maybe supet vanilla smut. Will probably not enjoy the first few times of reading smut but will warm upto it. Still would prefer fluff.

Preference - Fluff

Dokyeom- See now with DK, I would've said that like Mingyu, he'd be more of a fluff guy but idk something gives me the feeling that he'd be the biggest smut reader of them all. It's always the innocent looking ones lol. Like, he'd be apprehensive at first towards smut, will initially blush a lot but as curiosity would get better of him, he'd go deeper and deeper and fall into a rabbit hole.

Preference - Smut but no one knows

Seungkwan- I'd say, in his case, he'd be the most touched by the fact that someone took out the time to portray him as a main character of their story. On the opposite end, however, will fully fight in asks (off anon of course) with the author if they go too opposite to any of his natural character traits. Will stay on the fluff side.

Preference- Fluff

Vernon- THIS MAN WILL READ SMUT WHILE HAVING LUNCH. What, it's entertaining and has a good plotline. Will be a like and reblog with feedback type of guy- perfect reader. Like Josh, will be down to explore the more kinkier fics.

Preference- Smut (kink based sometimes)

Dino- I'm sorry but I don't think Dino will be the kind of guy who'd read fanfics. I mean he'd be down to try once or twice, but he'd probably not be into it.

Preference- None

#svthub #svt headcanons #seventeen headcanons #seventeen imagines #seventeen #sam writes svt #svt #svt fluff #svt smut #svt angst #svt fic

[bisexual-horror-fan]

omg your requests are open?!? yay!! i feel like i’m always requesting chiffany so this time i was wondering if you could write some poly!coven from the craft?? hear me out…

reader starts to get roped in by chris (🤮) because he’s hot or whatever but INSTEAD the girls go up to reader and tell her that she’ll have a better time with THEM and reader is wary bc chris told her that they’re ~wEiRD~ and idk some smut ensues and basically reader ends up joining their coven. reader can be gn if u want.

sorry i am just rambling here but the excitement of your requests being open is making me short circuit lol 🖤

Okay! I know you requested this a WHILE back but now that it is Multi-May it is the time to do it! I love Poly!Coven as a ship and have always wanted to write them more and this is the best excuse! I’ve really loved this req since you sent it in and I hope this was worth the wait! I took you up on this and the reader is GN! No more wasting time, let’s go!

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Rating. Explicit. Length. 2.1K Nancy Downs X Bonnie Harper X Rochelle Zimmerman X GN! Reader. Poly! Coven. No Parts Or Pronouns Specified. Warnings: Chris Sucks. Some Fluff. Some Softness. Pseudo-Cheating. Foursome. Oral Sex. Nipple Play. Multiple Orgasms. Overstimulation. Body Worship. Fingering. Squirting. Gay, Just Very Gay.

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You Can’t Steal What Is Given Willingly.

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The three of them were watching you. Rochelle speaks first, “How many times has he pulled this shit?”

Bonnie pipes up, glancing back down to the book spread in her lap, “Ask Nancy.”

She rolls her eyes and takes another deep inhale from her cigarette before asking on her exhale, “The fuck is that supposed to mean?”

Bonnie pursed her lips, looking up at Nancy through her lashes, refusing to lift her head, shoulders picking up before dropping them back down, Rochelle smiles at the exaggerated shrug and Nancy scowls. “I just mean that you’ve been paying awfully close attention, you could answer better than I could.”

The silence stretches until Rochelle asks, “Well?” and Nancy sighs, grumbling out, “At least once a day since he became aware of their existence.” 

“That often?” Rochelle asks, “Are you sure?”

If looks could kill than the one Nancy gave her would have at minimum seriously maimed. She simply says, “Yes, I’m sure.” 

“Fuck, why are you this bothered?” Rochelle asked and Nancy huffed, her mind running back over the first meeting you and she had. 

You were nice. She was having a fucking shitty day and you seemed concerned, offered her two saran wrapped cookies that you had personally baked after opening your lunch bag while asking if she was okay. Normally she was so cold, closed off, bitchy, just always had her walls up, more than she should, even to her coven at points but this gesture was so sweet, so shocking, totally genuine, that it breaks through. She takes the cookies with a mumbled thank you and telling you that she felt, “-better now.” 

You told her that you were glad that was the case and then left with a smile and a wave. She was going to keep her eye on you, and in doing so had thoughts, many thoughts. She pointed you out to Bonnie who when she heard what you did for Nancy who, after some prodding, sheepishly admitted your kindness, she started to watch you too. 

She is the one who noted your potential, that you might be a good fourth for their coven, and Rochelle noticed just how much the previous two were watching you after Bonnie brought that point up. 

But then Chris noticed you and got his hooks into you.

It was infuriating. Watching him saunter up to you in the cocky way, day after day, talking you up, flirting with you and seemingly you are eating it up the bowlful. It is honestly enraging, and it is coming to a boiling point sooner rather than later. 

Nancy came back to herself, a shake of her head before she is answering Rochelle, “No reason, he’s just, fuck! He’s such an asshole and they deserve better!”

“Well I can agree he is an asshole, but you are just so insistent-” Rochelle teases and Nancy drops the butt of her cigarette, grinding the heel of her boot into concrete and snuffing out the last embers before she is barking out, “Can you blame me for not wanting to see someone else go through the same shit I did when they don’t have to?”

Rochelle’s hand and eyebrows raise with equal quickness, “Okay, okay, sorry I touched a nerve. So why don’t you do something about it?” 

Good point. Why didn’t she?

A smile starts to spread over her face, eyes alight and manic and she agrees, “Fine, I will.” She gets up from her spot and walks with purpose towards you. As soon as Chris is leaving and you are saying goodbye she is sliding up beside you, Bonnie and Rochelle watching as subtly as they can, she greets you, “Hey.”

Your head jerks to look at her in surprise, not expecting her to be so close so suddenly, “Oh, uh hi…”

“Yeah, hi, so what’s up?” Nancy asked and you looked away and said far too quickly, “Nothing, sorry I gotta go.”

Just like that you were off and Nancy was left standing there totally confused as to why you ran off like that, her eyes locked on your back as you departed, you were in such a rush you didn’t even finish zipping up your bag. Once out of view she turned to see the pair still watching her, Rochelle suppressing a laugh and Bonnie looking a mix of disappointed and confused. Nancy stomped back over to them and was immediately met with a chorus of, “What happened?”

“I don’t know! I just asked what’s up and they took off.” She slumped back into her original spot, “They were so nice before, I don’t get it.” 

“Maybe they just had something to get to?” Bonnie offered up and Rochelle rolled her eyes, saying in an unconvinced tone, “Yeah, sure.” 

After shaking it off, the next day Nancy told the others too that she wasn’t going to give up so easily, something Bonnie supported as she really wanted to get to know you better, see if you were a good fit for the coven and Rochelle at least was interested to see how it played out. 

You kept missing each other and it was starting to piss her off until finally she got a hold of you, again just after Chris had departed and this time not alone, Bonnie and Rochelle right there with her. It is clear that her patience has run thin as she is asking, “Why do you waste your time with a lowlife like Chris Hooker?”

Eyes meet the trio staring you down, you almost don’t believe what you heard at first and ask, “I’m sorry?” 

“For devoting that much energy to that fuckin’ loser? Yeah I bet you are real sorry, but it’s alright because we can help.” Nancy said with a grin but before you could speak she was asking, “But before that I am wondering, did I do something to you?”

“What?” You were confused, had no idea what she was going on about.

“I mean it seems like you’ve been avoiding me, avoiding us, so after some thinkin’ I was stuck and wondering if I did some shit to offend you.” She steps closer and you take a step back in response. “No I just…Chris said I should stay away from you.”

She laughs, loud and shocked, a hand over her chest as she asks, “Oh Chris said! Did you hear that girls?” 

A look thrown over her shoulder before turning back to you, another step closer, “I had no idea Chris was the authority on anything other than how to be a meathead idiot jock who can barely catch a football. What did he say exactly?”

Fidgeting nervously you admitted, “He said that you guys were weird-” She cut you off, “And again you made up your mind and decided to listen to him without getting to know us?”

Shame is setting in. You can’t keep looking at her, eyes dropping down, “Yeah I…I guess I did.” 

Shit that was a really messed up thing of you, so concerned and swept up with Chris paying attention to you that you didn’t stop to consider what a judgmental ass you were being, when did you become that person? It wasn’t like you.

“Pretty fucked up thing to do but, I think I know how you can make it up to us.” Nancy said easily, her tone much lighter and so you ask, “And what is that?”

“Let us show you that we are so much better and more fun than Hooker the man whore.” 

You give them that chance, it’s the least you could do for pre-judging them based on what Chris said. 

Turns out they were a lot of fun, invited back to Bonnie’s place, snacks and talking, more getting to know each other and you had to admit. You didn’t know what Chris was going on about and you admit that fact to them and apologised for being rude and thoughtless. They accepted that apology and it led to Rochelle asking, “So what did he even tell you?”

You laugh, “Oh God, I’m kinda embarrassed but he uh…He said you guys were a coven of witches.” 

They all shared a look and Nancy asked, intense gaze turned back to you, “And what would be so bad about that being true?”

“Yeah, you scared of witches?” Rochelle asked you tried to defend yourself as you said, “No, not scared just, dunno if I-”

“Believe in magic?” Bonnie speaking made you turn to look at her and she was closer than she was a minute ago. She covers up a lot, seems to curl into herself more often than not but seeing her this close, she is really pretty, if you had to describe her eyes you’d say they were warm with an intelligent depth that you think most people overlook. 

“Yeah I’m not sure I do.” You admit and Rochelle speaks next, you turn to look and she is closing in on the other side of you, her hand is on your thigh and that makes your eyes go wide, from how bold it is and how soft her skin is, “No? Why are you so close minded?”

A weak laugh and you try to stumble out a satisfactory reply, “I’m not close minded! I just don’t think I have sufficient enough proof to believe in it-”

Nancy is up on her knees, coming forward, “So all you need is some proof and you can start believing?” 

“I guess so.” 

Fateful words. 

Nancy kissed you first. One hand on your cheek and the other on your neck and you are stunned, it takes you a moment to return her effort and that is how it kicks off.

They had all kinds of ideas on how to convince you of the existence of magic and were currently doing all they could to make sure you understood. “It isn’t just things you can see, you know?” 

Nancy’s words make you melt further into the blankets and pillows, her dark lip colour is smeared on your mouth, as well as the other girls, small smudges from all the being passed around. You think you could get used to it, wear those imprints proudly and you like how they look on the other girls, how even it makes it all seem, a united front, it has undeniable appeal.

Rochelle has her hands up your shirt, it’s mostly pulled up and out of the way, nails drag lightly over your nipples and you arch closer into the slight pain the sensation brings. “It’s about so much more than that, it’s about who you are doing it with, the bonds you share, the devotion, magic isn’t just granting wishes and all that, it can be felt.” 

Bonnie’s head lifts from between your legs, her hand tucks stray hair behind her ear, her mouth is wet and eyes surprisingly mischievous as she asks, “Do you feel it?” 

“Yes! Don’t stop, please, fuck-” You beg and Rochelle’s hand meets the back of Bonnie’s head and she pushes her back down with a giggle, “You heard em, don’t stop!” 

Bonnie’s stifled laugh against your soaked skin before her tongue got back to work shouldn’t feel so good. You aren’t sure how long they have been at this or when they are going to stop but you were feeling all that they said, intense pleasure and devotion especially. “You having fun?” 

It’s fun, dear God is it fun, the whole atmosphere is light, playful, you could more than get used to this. Nancy’s voice cuts through the haze, you are getting close again, they barely let up, getting you off and softening their touch, working you through overstimulation until it gives way to bliss again, you admit, “Ye-yes, tons-”

“You think we are better company than that shitheel Chris?” Rochelle asks, she is pressed to you, lips drag over your throat and you nod, a bite of your bottom lip, “Yeah, holy shit, so much better.” 

A mutual laugh over how out of breath and desperately you agree, the edge approaches and you are a complete wreck splayed between the trio. The afternoon wasn’t over but you were sure that Chris was right, the only explanation for how they were able to do this with so little effort had to be witchcraft. 

The next day when Chris tried to hit on you again you shut him down beautifully, you thought the look on his face was priceless; that is until he watched you leave him to walk over and slip your hand in Nancy’s and slide into conversation with her and Ro and Bonnie without missing a beat, now that expression was comical. 

It only took two more afternoons like the first for you to agree to join their coven. You believed in magic by the time that first time with them was through but you didn’t see the harm in letting them continue to “convince you” and if they knew about what you were doing, they didn’t let on and seemed all too eager to oblige. 

It isn’t like you didn’t return the favour, Bonnie was more keen to give than receive but it turns out it gets a little extra prompting, when she does let you all have a turn you admit that she makes the prettiest sounds. Nancy is shockingly sensitive, any teasing over it isn’t tolerated, until of course you get into a good rhythm, she can’t complain much in between moans. Rochelle tastes delicious and the other two showed you just how easily you can make her squirt and yeah, anything you got up to with Chris, which wasn’t much outside of basic talking and flirting, pales in comparison. 

The “celebration” for you signing up was more than memorable and just like Nancy did that first day, you did some marking and claiming of your own, seeing the three of them proud to wear those aforementioned marks makes you believe in what you share all the more.

#Multi-May #bitchyhorror #BHF asks #BHF writing #Poly! Coven x reader #Enjoyyy #I love how gay and slightly soft this is #How fun and poly but commitment driven it is

[i-am-totally-a-human-being]

Anniversary

11th Doctor x (fem)reader

Part One: The Girls Who Waited

(This part is somewhat a rewrite of The Eleventh Hour)

Don’t let the fluffy title fool you, this isn’t just gonna be a fluffy one shot. This is a multi part story that I randomly got the idea for!

Characters: 11th Doctor, mentions of 10 and Rose, Amy Pond, Rory Williams, and you! There are side characters but you guys are what’s important

Warnings: near death experience not really in this part but in future parts, cursing maybe in the future? Idk if I think of warning I’ll add them. Also there might be typos even though I proofread this

Paring: 11th Doctor x reader, Amy x Rory, Amy x reader(platonic)

Part two when it’s posted —> [Part Two]

Enjoy!

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You had been traveling with the Doctor for 2 years. Well, 1 year and 360 days, to be exact. Your run-away-iversary, as you called it, was coming up soon and the Doctor had been taking you to amazing planets to meet the nicest people in the universe as a week long present. Honestly, with how he was treating you these past two days when the week started, you’d think you two were dating from an outside view. Of course you weren’t, the Doctor wasn’t one for dating humans.

Not that you didn’t want to date him. You very much did. You were in love with him the moment you met him, but you only admitted it to yourself 360 days ago. It was your one year run-away-iversary with him, he had dropped Amy and Rory off at home and taken you to a planet consisting entirely of fancy space cuisine, the people who lived there specialized in it. He insisted he was doing it because you had brought up the anniversary (which, to be fair, you did but it was mostly as a joke) but you both knew he was just as excited to celebrate, if not more excited, than you were.

It was when he spat the champagne the waiter gave him back into his cup and started complaining about the taste that you declared your love for him in your head for only you to hear. To this day you still didn’t know why that was the moment that solidified it for you, but it was.

However, you knew you needed to keep your mouth shut. The Doctor had opened up to you previously about past humans he had fallen in love with, and what happened to them. How he never got to truly express to the ever famous Rose Tyler what his true feelings were, and never would get that chance to. You could practically see it in his eyes as he was telling you that he was thinking “never again. I will never fall for a human ever again.” And you loved your Doctor too much to put him through conflict like that.

Not that you thought you had a chance, you definitely thought he was out of your league, but on the off chance he did have the same feelings as you, you didn’t want to tell him and make him decide if he wanted to lose someone again. You were human after all, you had come to terms very quickly that he would most definitely outlive you.

So you kept your mouth shut, and admired him from afar. Amy caught you more than a couple times staring at the Doctor as he explained something you couldn’t and wouldn’t care to fully understand, simply admiring the way his hands flailed about or how his coat swished every time he turned while pacing. She would always make fun of you for it when you were alone, but you knew it was all in good fun. Besides, she knew about your massive crush on the TimeLord. She was the entire reason you were traveling with him in the first place.

-15 years, 360 days ago, Amy’s childhood home-

“I’m telling you, Y/N, it’s not just a crack!”

“And I’m telling you that it is!” You and your somewhat new friend playfully bickered in her bedroom while you tried to fall asleep.

You met Amelia when she moved to Leadworth a few months back, and so far were one of her only friends despite being one year older than her. This other girl Melody, who went by Mel, also seemed to like her, but they hadn’t hung out as much as you and Amelia had.

“You sound just like my aunt,” Amelia pouted, “it’s not just a crack, Y/N. You can hear voices from it.”

“I know, voices telling you that some prisoner zero has escaped,” you sighed, “but how can there be a prison that lost a prisoner inside your wall?”

“I don't know. Who do I even ask for help?”

“Well it’s saying a prisoner escaped, so maybe a policeman?” As if on cue, you and Amelia jumped as you heard a crash outside. You looked at each other for a moment before running to the window and seeing a tipped over blue police box, smoking from the inside and on top of what used to be a shed. You both looked at each other again, nodded, and ran downstairs to grab your shoes and flashlights.

Once you were outside, things happened extremely quickly. A man climbed out, soaking wet (apparently he was in the swimming pool… or the library?), asking for an apple before running into a tree. You and Amelia helped him inside, you handing him a towel to dry his hair while she grabbed an apple for him.

He didn’t like the apple, spat it out in fact, and asked for yogurt. Then he spat that out too and asked Amelia to fry something since she was Scottish (he also kept saying things that made it sound like he was just reborn, like having a new mouth or his steering being off). After bacon was a bust, Amelia and you tried baked beans, or bread on butter, but that only ended with a gross mess in the sink and a broken plate in Amelia’s yard. Eventually the man took matters into his own hands, and now sat across from you two, dipping fish fingers into a bowl of custard while you and Amelia ate some vanilla ice cream straight from the tub.

You held back a laugh as the man took a big gulp of the custard, bringing it down to reveal his upper lip was now coated in the thick and yellow liquid. To be honest, it actually grossed you out a bit thinking about how that food combination tasted, but you tried not to think about it too hard.

“You’re funny.” Amelia spoke up to break the silence, you nodding in agreement.

“Am I,” he asked, swallowing the food in his mouth, “good. Funny’s good. What’s your name?”

“Amelia Pond.”

“And you?” He looked at you, making you tense up. You had almost forgotten you were visible.

“Uh, Y/N. Y/N L/N.”

“Oh those are brilliant names,” he smiled as he took another bite, “Amelia Pond and Y/N L/N. Like names from a fairytale. Are we in Scotland, Amelia and Y/N?”

“No,” Amelia sighed, “had to move to England. It’s rubbish!” You rolled your eyes, nudging her lightly. You knew England wasn’t her favorite place but you thought she was starting to warm up with you by her side.

“Hmm, what about your guys mom and dad? Are they upstairs? Thought we would have woken them by now.”

“My mum and dad are at my house, I’m just sleeping over.”

“And I don’t have a mum and dad… just an aunt.”

“Hm,” he smiled at her, “I don’t even have an aunt.”

“You’re lucky.” Amelia and you said at the same time, making him laugh.

“I know,” he took another bite, “so where’s she?”

“Out.”

“Out? Has she left you all alone?”

“She said it was ok since I’m a year older and more responsible,” You answered this time, making him look at you, “I think it’s rubbish, but it’s not like we’re scared.”

“Of course you're not, you two aren’t scared of anything! Box falls out of the sky, man falls out of box, man eats fish custard,” he took another bite, almost as if to prove a point, “and look at you! Just sitting there! So you know what I think?”

“….what?”

“Must be a hell of a scary crack in your wall.”

Once again, everything moved all too quickly. The man, who was called The Doctor, called the crack something along the lines of two things in time that shouldn’t have touched. He opened the crack with a tiny tool he called a sonic screwdriver, and you actually heard what Amelia had told you about. Something saying “Prisoner zero has escaped,” and the Doctor thought that said prisoner must have come through the crack and was hiding somewhere in the house. As terrifying of a thought as that was, being near the man who you hoped knew what he was doing did put your mind at ease.

However, as quickly as he arrived, he had to leave. Something about the police box, which was apparently a spaceship, recalibrating and trying to take off. You and Amelia asked if you could come, but he said it was too dangerous. He promised to come back, though, and you truly and honestly believed him. Enough so that, after his ship magically disappeared, you both ran upstairs and packed a bag before going back into the yard and waiting for his return.

Twelve years later, you worked the last few hours of your shift at a diner downtown. It was a small community, and it seemed like every other customer was bringing up yours and Amelia’s (who now went by just Amy) imaginary friend, The Raggedy Doctor. Of course, you and Amy knew it wasn’t imaginary.

You two were forever known as the girls who wouldn’t let go of their childhoods, refusing to admit that the funny man from space was a figment of your imagination. Eventually you and Amy just stopped trying to convince people it was real, because you both had accepted that no one would believe you. Hell, Rory didn’t even believe you two, and he listened to everything Amy said. She always told you and Rory that he’d come back one day and, while you always agreed with her, there was a part of you that was afraid your Raggedy Doctor had forgotten you two and you’d be left behind.

Right after dropping off a booth's food, you felt your phone buzz in your back pocket. You weren’t supposed to look at it while you were working, but you had been working an extra long shift and felt you deserved a small break. You slipped into the staff bathroom and locked the door, pulling out your phone and opening it.

From: Amy

Emergency!! Call me right now!!

You rolled your eyes, this was probably something stupid involving Rory that she wanted you to settle. You pressed call and put the phone to your ear, the other like ringing for less than a second before she picked up.

“Y/N, you're not gonna believe this.”

“What is it now? You know I’m at work, i can't just take calls-“

“The Doctor is literally in my hallway, cuffed to my radiator.”

“….” You were stunned into silence. This had to be a joke, a stupid prank.

“Y/N he came back,” Amy took your silence as a sign to keep talking, “he just ran in yelling something about Prisoner Zero while I was getting ready to go to a party and I just whacked him with a cricket bat! I’m dressed as a police woman right now so I think I’ll interrogate him when he wakes up.”

“…is it really him?” You whispered, those four words being the only things you could even think of. He actually came back? Sure he was twelve years late but hey, better late than never right?

“I don't know,” Amy sighed, “he doesn’t look even five minutes older than he was twelve years ago. I’m not sure what to think.”

“Well if it is really him you whacked him and cuffed him for no reason,” you finally came to your senses, scolding her, “I can't leave work early so just keep him there for now and make sure he doesn’t have a concussion! I’ll be there after my shift ends in two hours.” You hung up before she could reply, quickly leaving the bathroom to finish your shift.

The next two hours went by painstakingly slow. Especially the last thirty minutes, when the tv in the diner started displaying what looked like an eyeball and saying “Prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence, or the human residence will be incinerated“ over and over, the radio saying the same. You tried calling Amy to ask if she was having the same problem, but your phone would repeat the same phrase over and over whenever you pressed call.

When your shift was finally over, you threw your apron on the hook, grabbed your bag, and booked it towards Amy’s house. You were running across a small grass field when the light shifted, making you pause and turn to see the sun changing shape and color. Everyone around you was taking pictures of it, but you couldn't have cared less about it. You had much more important things to do.

You caught sight of a man running across the field as well, grabbing a phone out of a nurses hand and looking at it. You immediately recognized the nurse as Rory, and started running over to ask him if he had heard from Amy at all, only to stop when you looked at the man who had taken the phone, and Amy now running over as well.

“The suns going out,” hearing the man’s voice only confirmed it for you, which made you start running to him, “and you’re taking a picture of a man and his dog. Why?” Amy met up with you as The Doctor shoved the phone back into Rory’s hand.

“I- Uh, because he’s-“

“In the hospital, in a coma.” The Doctor spoke at the same time as him. You looked him up and down as Amy walked over to introduce Rory to him. He was exactly the same as he was twelve years ago, Amy wasn’t wrong. Same torn up shirt, same slightly too long dress pants, same hair, same everything. This was The Doctor, no doubt. He came back. You teared up, covering your mouth as you tried to hold back the rivers threatening to spill from your eyes.

“Doctor, this is Rory,” Amy introduced, “he’s my… friend.”

“Boyfriend.”

“Friend.”

“Excellent,” he froze, looking over at you, “why is that woman looking at me and crying?”

“Doctor,” you muttered, stepping closer and pulling your hands away from your face to reach for him, “y-you finally came back….”

“….Y/N?” He hesitantly asked, now looking you up and down. Unlike him, you had changed drastically. Your hair was a different color, not like Amy’s that had stayed a fiery red all these years. Obviously you were taller, and right now you were wearing a 1950s style diner waitress dress.

“I can't believe you actually came back,” you laughed, jumping forward and hugging him as tight as you could, “I thought you forgot about us!”

“Oh of course I didn’t,” he hugged back immediately, rubbing your back quickly, “I just got the timing off. It’s only been a few minutes for me but years for you…”

“Well clearly,” you laughed, pulling away and holding onto his shoulders, “your clothes are still damp! From the library swimming pool!”

“And look at you,” he looked you up and down again, rubbing your arms, “all grown up! I see you and Amy are still friends!”

“I never left her side, she needed someone to back her up on her stories about you.”

“Speaking of,” Amy interrupted, “Prisoner zero, twenty minutes till the end of the world, remember?”

“Right,” The Doctor let you go and turned to the man Rory had taken a picture of, “let’s do this.

You couldn’t exactly follow what happened after. The Doctor saved the world from Prisoner Zero and made sure the aliens looking for it never would return to Earth again. He had finally changed clothes, too, and now sported a tweed jacket, suspenders, and bow tie that he had totally stolen from the hospital.

He was gone before you knew it, and you and Amy were running back to her house to hopefully finally hitch a ride on his ship like he had promised. But, when you started rounding the corner to her backyard, you heard a noise you hadn’t heard in years, but one you recognized all too well. Once you got to the backyard, he was gone.

Admittedly, you cried. You cried a lot. But it was only for the first few days after he left again, after that you accepted it all and moved on. To your surprise, nearly everyone in town continued on as normal. That day wasn’t known as “the day aliens literally came down to earth” as it should have been, it was “the day the sun looked funny” as if people had just forgotten or chosen to ignore the whole giant floating eyeball alien thing. You, Amy, and Rory, however, knew the truth of what happened that day, and it made the three of you incredibly close. Closer than you were before. They both went to you when they were fighting, Rory enlisted your help to steal one of Amy’s rings so he could get the right size to propose to her, and you were with Amy when she picked out her wedding dress. And two years after prisoner zero, you were struggling to fall asleep despite needing to be up early to help with Amy and Rory’s wedding. You were Amy’s maid of honor, and you were taking it very seriously.

Maybe it was nervousness that was keeping you awake. Amy was your best friend, you knew her better than she knew herself, and you were shocked when she said yes to Rory when he proposed. It wasn’t anything against Rory, he was an amazing guy and one of your best friends, but Amy was just never the kind to be ok with being tied down like this. That didn’t mean you weren’t happy for them, but you were also scared Amy would back out last minute.

You heard an all too familiar noise outside, making you sit up. There was no way. He didn’t know where you lived, he couldn’t have. Not only had you moved out since you were a kid, but you had even moved apartments since everything with prisoner zero happened. You looked out the window of your bedroom on the third floor of your apartment building, stomach dropping when you saw the blue police box on the grass in front of the building.

It was like it was calling to you.

You immediately grabbed a t-shirt and jeans from your dresser and changed as fast as you could, slipping on some sandles as you grabbed your phone and keys on your way out. You were slightly out of breath after running down the three flights of stairs, but it didn’t stop you from running outside and towards the box. You jumped as the door opened right before you were going to knock, The Doctor on the other side with a sad smile on his face.

“I’m sorry,” was the first thing he said, looking at his feet, “14 years is a long time to wait for an adventure.”

“…where’s Amy?”

“She’s at her house, packing a few of the essentials. She told me where you lived so I could come tell you to do the same.”

“Tell me to pack? Why?”

“Well,” he gestured behind him, making you realize how much bigger the room behind him was from the outside of the police box, “I figured I’d finally let you see what this old box is all about. What do you say? Want to run away with a madman and his box?” He offered you his hand, and you took it without hesitation.

You ran away with him, and you never looked back.

-present day-

You always looked back on that day with such fondness. In reality, that was the day you fell in love with The Doctor, but you only admitted it to yourself later.

Now, on the third day of your week long celebration, The Doctor told you he was taking you to a pastel purple planet you didn’t care to learn how to pronounce. It was empty, the species inhabiting it dying off due to unknown causes thousands of years prior. It was totally safe, though, or at least that’s what the Doctor said to make you feel safer. Even if it wasn’t, you didn’t mind a little action and danger. You were tough, and could take quite a few hits before you were defeated, so you knew you could take on this possibly dangerous planet.

What neither you or The Doctor expected, though, was to be torn apart and nearly killed by your very own minds.

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Hope you all like this beginning! I’ll write up the second part soon, thanks for reading!

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[fleshwerks]

Thoughts on new Dragon Age "teaser"? You have the best takes.

I'll be deadly honest, I didn't even realise it was out, that's how checked out I am, but I will always fall hook line and sinker for a delicious bait made of things I can chew on, so let's seeeeeee. I'll do first impressions for now. I'll warn you, I haven't done 'takes' in ages, I've seriously lost my edge and resemble someone yelling at a cloud more than someone with intelligent or at least entertaining takes. Proceed on your own volition. Note, I have not been keeping up with DA4 updates. At all. I am literally grasping at straws and screaming out of my arse.

I'll say this. I believe Mark Darrah who had retired from BioWare was brought back on to save this tattered ship that had failed to launch how many times now? If you were with DAI and Anthem especially, you know that when a vet of that calibre is being brought on board towards the end of production, you're fucked. The sheer scope of the regions visited in the trailer... I wouldn't blink an eye if it was a turn-based strategy game, but it is not.

I'm surprised how shit the game visually looks, but it's been my criticism with the thus far released art, and now, environment assets. And again, I'm coming off of Anthem, and Anthem was truly, truly gorgeous. Now someone might argue that every DA has had its distinctive visual style. Well I thought DA2, for what it was, sure did look inspired. I didn't enjoy the game or the characters, but I enjoyed looking at it. Dragon Age Inquisition kind of lost me aesthetically, but I see what they did there. It was more generic, certainly not attempting to be photorealistic, but I saw the idea and accepted it.

Now this though? What is this? The panning over what I presume is Treviso literally looks like a mobile game ad.

Ok, fine, I'll not go in on the visuals, I'm too fresh out of art college and I'm so anal-retentive that my o-ring's more pinched than a pinprick about this stuff. Moving on.

I believe the new PC is an Antivan Crow? Since when are they fighting for all of Antiva? Everyone??? Since when?! Zevran's canonically not returning, and even he was compassionately practical on his best days. The Crows are not good people. They buy kids to train for miserable jobs meeting miserable ends. Oh, so we had a whole character who gave the Crows a finger for being the shitshow they were, but now they're this resistance task force? What, why, because the 'Islamic Borg' invaded?

Then. I feel like I'm missing a fuckton of contest because I haven't read the preceding comics and stories, I have one comic book from the DAI-DA4 interim and it ended so disappointingly, I never bothered after that.

We're really retconning all the complex and complicated factions into freedom fighters, aren't we. I guess such is the state of our real world. Always a plucky band of people belonging to formerly shitty fucking organisations suddenly saving the day like heroes, possibly somewhere along the way ruminating for 2 seconds on whether they deserve to pat themselves on the back, landing on 'but we will change how we operate, and we will save the world, always!'

I'm into the Rivaini squid though. I've never been fond of Rivain, not just because parts of the fandom like to present this place that has barely been talked about in canon like some haven for... idk. I just didn't expect squids. And you people know I love marine invertebrates. You know what, fuck it, here's my 'best take': have squid, will travel!

But that port city ravaged recently by the dragons in ruins looks like it's been in ruins for the past 2000 years, only recently excavated. It's so clean. And here I go again with the aesthetics.

Anyway, Falon'din and/or dirthamen is fuckin' around in Rivain, aren't they. Because I believe that head shape, multi-hands etc were presented in many of the statues we saw in DAII, and given that Falon'din's proverbial crows, envy and nightmare were so prominently featured, and sexyman Solas' outright resentment for former master Dirthamen and the vain Falon'din, welll... risen gods. Dirthamen at the very least was associated with watery depths, but they're twins (or are they? Perhaps the facets of one person altogether)... Anyway, I'm more interested in what the fuck is happening in Weisshaupt. That part genuinely interests me. Circling back to Dirthamen, Razikale is the dragon of Mystery. Associated with Dirthamen, at least according to my theory, while Urthemiel was the Dragon of Beauty, and we keep getting indications that Falon'din was pretty, aggressive, and exceedingly vain. So Big Dirty's up next. Falon'din had the crows, right? Both defeated in DAI. He's out, more or less. And again, Solas most likely was Dirthamen's student before he decided that he himself didn't want to be but totally wanted to be revered. So my take is that Razikale, who got mentions in DAI is waking up as well.

The villain gods of this mess, the classic Dragon Age false gods we fight in every single game as end bosses, will be connected to Dirt. Eh. Same eagle, different liver.

Anyway I have a doubt that this kind of scope will end anywhere nice. The production's been fraught as fuck to the point where the panic button has been pressed many times. The art looks like a significant downgrade, the production has been filled with veterans just clocking the fuck out.

It doesn't sound interesting. I'm tired of saving the world as an Eastern European in late 2023. This kind of story does not speak to me at all anymore. Not after 2019, not after 2021. It looks dated and mediocre, the story is so old that if it goes where I think it will, it has no relevance or message for anybody but perhaps some American audiences (some). I'm just... I'm not.

The rah-rah I got from that clip leaves me ice cold. There is no rah-rah in such widespread misery. There are only curse words and the sound of grinding teeth, and everybody's a dick, and everybody's dick past is dredged up hard. No retcons.

I don't want it. It better receive insanely high marks for me to play it. And I loved this franchise, two of the PCs have gone on to be archetypal in my private works now.

The mystery is gone. The power creep... I don't want to hang out with gods. They should have never been brought into the story as characters you can extensively hang out with. Edit: basically the entire thing sounds about as exciting as a somewhat well-produced mobile game. Which is fun to fuck with while taking the metro, but...

#maybe i'm still just salty about anthem #it actually looked beautiful #it was fresh and earnest and clunky and fun and had promise #instead we're dragging this old lame horse out of the barn and insisting on riding it #and boy does this old mare look miserable

[galactigoos]

What Happened Last Night Pt.3 - Jack Russell x Reader

Summary: Lycanthropy, much like periods, turn out to be a multi-day monthly annoyance.

Warnings: Some injury, being grumpy, retail jobs (the horror!), and only a little bit of Jack. :( Sorry. You both need space after you called him a monster. You did, not me, don’t blame me.

Word Count: ~1.7k

A/N: lol hi. its been months and idk if anyone cares about this anymore other than the sweet souls who pushed me to publish another chapter. I would like to write more. I’m fairly certain this is going to be less than ten parts total, and that seems like something I can finish.

In other news im fucking obsessed with Red Dead Redemption II so lowkey might write something for that once this is over.

Oh also I changed my url from @ / ABitGryffindorky to @galactigoos. I wanted to make my AO3 and tumblr match, make them different than my other socials so fanfic doesn’t come up when a job searches me, and JKRowling is a terf bitch. Oh and I had a stalker so thats really what prompted the change lol.

Cross-posted on AO3, as always.

Part 1, Part 2

Perhaps you hadn’t really thought through this whole running away thing. It only took about two minutes for your broken ankle to really catch up to you. Pain radiated through your ankle, spiking with every step, no matter how light it was.

But you wouldn’t go back. Not to him. So you soldiered on, picking up a large stick to serve as a cane along the way. By sheer luck, you successfully wandered back to your house.

Your poor house. The one-story little shack had its back door ripped off the hinges. A few of your dining chairs had given their lives in service of your moon-induced freakout last night. Your bedroom door had slammed against the wall so forcefully the knob was stuck in the drywall.

Leaving most of the carnage for a better day, you placed the back door into its rightful place so no animals would get in. Well, no other animal besides yourself. The thought brought a humorless laugh forward. The absurdity of the situation, the sheer isolation you now faced, piled onto you, forcing you to the floor in a fit of delirious laughter.

You kept laughing. Past when your lungs tired, past when your laugh became more of a shaking wheeze, past the tears that had accompanied your anguish. You couldn’t stop. You laughed until your tired, broken body could no longer handle the strain, and you succumbed to the gentle relief of unconsciousness.

…

At least this time when you woke up naked in the forest, you weren’t caught in any traps. You were alone and relatively unharmed aside from a long gash ripping up your torso.

You groaned as you hauled yourself to your feet. When you stood, your ankle made its presence known. But it was not the scream for attention you faced yesterday, but more of a soft yell. It felt much, much better, but still carried enough pain to force you to limp.

Was this going to happen every fucking night?

… 

After calling into work and once again resetting your back door (thankfully your only damage this time), you decided you needed a plan. If this was going to keep happening, you could not keep running into the woods stark naked. You were out of sick days at work and were already well past your skill level in home repairs. 

So you spent the day modifying the leaky, cold cellar beneath your house. It couldn’t be called a basement. The cottage you had inherited was old. Like so old, the best way to deal with flooding was to build a cobblestone wall under your house with a space for water to run through. The cellar had now been reinforced with concrete, but the drain structure remained the same. The space was unused by you, given the room was designed to flood. So you didn’t have to clear anything out; what you did have to do was secure it. 

The cellar was entered through a door in your kitchen. Down a short flight of stairs, there was another door, this one metal, to keep out a draft. You dug through junk drawers and your shed to find every lock you could, and set to work securing them all to the door from the stairs. You even hauled your mattress to be propped up against the door for some added weight. After triple checking the locks, you grabbed a bottle of NyQuil and went outside.

There, you were able to remove the mesh that normally protected your cellar from debris, and squeezed yourself through the drain opening. Thank god the old motherfuckers that built this shack left a big enough hole. 

By now, it was the middle of the afternoon. You did everything you could to stay awake, despite the exhaustion of the previous two days threatening to pull you under. You talked to yourself, you sang, you worked out. Anything.

And when it started to get darker, you paced anxiously. You removed your clothes (no point in destroying another outfit) and prayed that the werewolf would not be able to fit through the gap to the outside world. At the last second you could bear to wait, you chugged the NyQuil. Hopefully, a tired werewolf was a less destructive one. And hopefully you didn’t just overdose on NyQuil.

…

You’ve never been so happy to wake up on a cold slab of concrete. Apparently, a tired werewolf was unable to claw through your defenses. There were scratches along the cellar walls and the doorknob had been bitten into a shape resembling a crumbled wad of paper, but you were still in your house. You redressed and crawled out of your night’s sanctuary.

You had sustained a rather ugly cut across your face, going over the bridge of your nose, narrowly missing your eyes. You pictured the wolf trying to rub the sleep from its tired, drugged eyes, which was… slightly endearing? As you were otherwise unharmed, you went about your normal morning routine, with about ten times your regularly required caffeine.

It wasn’t until you were stumbling off your bike in the parking lot of the tavern that you realized your ankle didn’t hurt. You were limping still, but there was no pain. And addressing the rest of your body quickly, you noticed that most of your wounds had healed. The gash on your stomach was still tender, but even your ear had repaired itself, leaving just an angry scar and a knick on the outside edge of your cartilage where you must’ve taken a chunk clean off. All things considered, you weren’t doing too bad.

Your boss ignored your haggard state, not that you had expected him to give a shit. Mr. Glendon was always too caught up in tending to the lush garden beside the pub to notice much about his employees. As long as you did your job well enough that he didn’t have to do his, he was happy.

In a zombified state you went through the motions of customer service, serving coffee, pancakes, and toast with a smile. Internally, you were cursing this stupid fucking establishment for being open from 6AM-2AM and requiring you to drag yourself to a goddamn pub for a breakfast shift. You were so tired you hadn’t read the name on the DoorDash order you packaged. You could not as easily ignore the man who walked in to pick it up.

When the bell above the door rang, you smiled and automatically started a welcoming comment, but froze mid-sentence when your eyes met Jack’s. He froze too, halfway through the door, glancing behind him like he was ready to forget the mediocre waffles sitting behind the counter. 

“Come on,” you grumbled, gesturing him inside.

“Lo siento. I was just grabbing us breakfast before we leave town. You won’t have to see me again. I had no clue you work-”

“Waffles, Jack,” you said, cutting him off and shoving the bag at him.

“Right, waffles,” he replied, grabbing the bag and getting out his wallet, and shoving five dollars into the tip jar before you could stop him. “Okay. I’m sorry. Goodbye, y/n.”

He spun to leave. You wanted to let him. He was dangerous and had likely gotten you into this mess. But at the same time, he was the only one who could help you through it. So you had to stop him. He was almost out the door when you called his name. Well, more accurately you whispered it, as part of you was hoping he wouldn’t hear you and you wouldn’t have to keep him in your life. His werewolf senses threw a wrench in your plan, and he spun on his heel and came back to you. He didn’t say anything, just looked at you. His eyebrows were knit with worry, and he tilted his head slightly like the stupid fucking dog he was.

“How much longer? I can’t keep,” you looked around and lowered your voice, “transforming every night.”

Jack let out a breath he was holding, apparently relieved you weren’t about to continue your name-calling of your previous encounter.

“You’re done for this month, cariño. Three days a month. It’s manageable,” he said with a reassuring smile. He looked tired, even more so than you did. You wondered what he had been doing while you were having a meltdown and playing Doomsday Preppers: Werewolf Edition. 

You nodded, relieved in the knowledge that you would have a reprieve now.

Jack cleared his throat. “I know you do not want me around, but perhaps I could put you in contact with some others like us? It’s tough to figure out all on your own.”

“You want me to tell more people? Absolutely not!”

He held up his hands in a placating gesture. “Alright, I wanted to offer. Best of luck, y/n. I won’t bother you again. If you need anything,”  he said, ripping the receipt from his bag and snatching a pen from a cup on the hostess station, “Here’s my number.”

You stared at the scrap of paper offered to you, and hesitated before taking it.

“I’m not trying to impose on your life. I just want you to have help if you need it. No strings attached,” Jack said, filling the silence. You took the paper and shoved it into your back pocket. Jack gave you a tight smile and a nod, and left.

You weren’t given much time to ponder the interaction as the demands of your job quickly stole your focus away from Jack.

…

After work, after your commute home, and after your door fell out of its frame when you tried to enter your own home (you had forgotten it was no longer on its hinges), you were staring dumbly at your mattress-less bed frame. It took you a full minute to remember that your mattress was shoved against your basement door. You huffed, making your way to your couch, as there was no way you were going to bother with lugging your mattress up a flight of stairs after an 8 hour shift.

This was unsustainable. Your house was in shambles, your body scarred, and you were alone and ill equipped to handle any of this. You texted Jack before you could think better of it.

.

.

.

*Cue werewolf training montage*

Also cue Jack jumping up in down at excitement at getting a text.

“See, Ted? I knew she would text! I’m glad we stayed an extra night :D”

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[doubledyke]

3, 7, 9, 14, 15, 17, 22 >:3

hey thanks!

3. screenshot or description of the worst take you've seen on tumblr:

i def don't have a screenshot of anything related to eene. i can't even really think of any on tumblr but the goddamn eene subreddit can be soooo cancerous. i don't follow it but it shows up in my feed bc i visited it once, but then i'll come across some goofy ass shit that compels me to click and the cycle starts again. but generally ONE of the worst takes on any site is that eddy would grow up to be a schlubby bozo in a trench coat selling Stiff Rox behind a middle school or similar takes. he would be very well dressed while peddling his wares, thank you very much.

7. what character did you begin to hate not because of canon but because how how the fandom acts about them?:

the only character i really dislike for any reason is jonny. he's so goddamn annoying to me. i know that's the point, so kudos to david avalon lol. if anything, an interesting fandom interpretation could probably change my view of him. but yeah i definitely think he has some really funny lines and gags, but overall he's pretty boring and obnoxious. with basically everyone else, i can see the appeal or at least the potential for something interesting. back in the dark ages (2014) i feel like i had a moment where i got pretty tired of the way edd was made out to be such a mary sue that i might have gotten annoyed by him or that idea of him at the very least. i admittedly take my own liberties when "analyzing" him, but as with all the eds, he's a complex character. the edd fan girls who'd have him pickin' daisies while eddy murders innocents drove me crazy.

9. worst part of canon:

i've never given it much thought, but i'd probably say it would be kanker related. i really love the kankers, even with the limited info we have on them. i just love unhinged girls/women. i would have loved to have seen them get some sort of arc and have a purpose outside of their roles as boy crazy "trailer trash". if there were ever a spin off, i'd hope it would be about them and their insane home life.

14. that one thing you see in fics all the time:

i'm a terrible fan; i haven't read a fic in a long time for whatever reason. they're all in my "rainy day" stash since eene related content is a limited resource. i don't know that there's any one thing or a pattern i've noticed in multiple fics from different people. however, one thing i LOVE is seeing people write slapstick into their fics. i think it's so fucking cool and interesting. everyone in this fandom is so damn multi-talented i could scream.

15. that one thing you see in fanart all the time:

i guess probably giving eddy blue hair, or giving edd long hair, which i love! edd doesn't seem like the type to have long hair, but somehow it's so damn fitting. idk where blue haired eddy started but its fanon at this point and i'm down. but i love his 3 strange antennae as well.

17. there should be more of this type of fic/art:

unfortunately again, i'm the worst person to answer this bc i have no idea what all is out there in regards to fics. but i'd love to see some good stories about the eds in high school dealing with their new found and fleeting "acceptance" from the other kids.

i'd also love to see more stories that have all three eds living under one roof as adults and all the insanity that would ensue. i want to write about this one in particular, so hopefully i'll be able to come up with a cohesive plot at some point.

would also love some eddeddy drama like them breaking up 👀 they get back together of course because they're the only two idiots who will deal with each other's bullshit

22. your favorite part of canon that everyone else ignores:

edd's giant chin

#thanks so much for humoring me!! #text

[sercezgazety]

2, 9, 11, 16, 20 from this ask game

2. Is there any specific ritual you go through while/before/after your writing?

Honestly, no. There were some cases when I sat down and was able to write an entire fic in one night instead of sleeping just because it was from Lilith's point of view. And there were cases when I struggled with fics for months (just because they weren't from Lilith's pov, let's be honest). I write on the train, before giving a lecture, instead of working, or as a treat because I’m finished with my tasks. Two chapters of The Deal were written on my phone, and so was one chapter of Inhale, Hold, Exhale, because I was restless in a waiting room at a doctor’s. Eda’s entire testimony before the court in A Potter’s Field? Written on the phone during an awkward Christmas eve at the workplace and on my way back. But some other stories were written solely on the laptop during a deserved day off.

I guess there are two constants: 1. I start with collecting vocabulary and useful phrases that have the right vibe, I list them, and then I build the sentences and events around them (yeah, seriously); 2. when I’m near the finish line, I refuse to eat, sleep and whatnot until I reach the end of the story. That’s most often the moment when I finally know how the story’s supposed to end. Only after the last sentence, I fall asleep, sometimes still fully clothed.

Then comes the editing, though, which means the story usually gets twice as long in the process. But the frame, the, uh, skeleton is already there, so it’s much easier.

9. Do you ever have plans to write anything other than fic?

Papers. I have so many freaking papers to write and publish. I’m supposed to be writing one right now.

Back when I was younger, I actually believed I could be able to write a fantasy novel (then it turned into an SF one). I can’t, though. I don’t have enough ideas of my own. What I can do is deconstruct and play with the ideas of others.

11. Weirdest thing you’ve ever written/thought about writing/etc.?

Erm. Back when I was 14 and used to dwell in the cellars of FFN, there was this Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends fic of mine. In which Frankie was so fed up with Mr. Herriman, she murdered him with a chopper. Then, she served him for dinner. Yeah.

idk, man. I was going through a phase (she said, still going through the same phase)

16. Do you have structured ideas of how your story is supposed to go, or make it up as you write?

As per my answer to question #2, I have no idea what I’m doing. There are some very rare occasions when I know how I want the story to end (once again, The Deal), but then I have no idea how to reach that ending, so I work backwards. But mostly, I have snippets of dialogue, a word I want to use, a problem I want to make worse, and I build around that.

I know what’s going to happen in the next paragraph, but not the one after that. That’s why I never publish multi-chapter fics before having finished writing the fic's entirety. I might get stuck in the middle of nowhere (this happened with some of my Star Trek wips), I might change the character’s motivation by the end of the story, and then add or delete some scenes in the beginning. I might need to completely re-arrange the material. I don’t know how people who publish chapters while not having the entire work as a context do it  (I mean, they do it very well, it’s just something that sounds too difficult for me).

20. 4 sentences from your work that you’re proud of

[context: Philip opens Caleb’s coffin and sees the worms inside]

These things might have their purpose, but Philip doesn’t enjoy watching them crawl. Frankly, it’s quite disgusting, and even looking at them squirm makes him gag at times. There’s just something naturally repulsive about them being blind, trying to find their way in the ground by touch, wriggling and making little nauseating movements that cause the soil to collapse and bog. These parasites are equally horrid when they crawl out, finally ripe, or when they cower in the middle of the throne room, trying to repent not because their conscience tells them it’s necessary but solely because they’re frightened of the punishment they justly deserve.

[that’s from The Emperor’s Two Bodies; I don’t rememeber any other fic giving that much of a hard time]

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[foraltruism]

GET TO KNOW YOUR ADMIN !!

name — Rubii

pronouns — they/them

preferred comms — Discord, even though I'm kinda slow at first. I swear I'm really kinda shy when starting up conversations with people and awkward asf too, but once we get to chatting it's a lot easier. I also have ADHD and unfortunately people tend to fall into the "object permeance" section of the brain. Constantly talking to me and building a friendship means I'll be a lot more comfortable annoying you 👀

name of muse — I have 41 muses and you want me to name them all? 😭 Please check my caard for the 38 muses here, but I also have Megumi, Sukuna and Gojo on their own blogs.

experience in RP — I believe my journey in Rping started in 2014? Almost 10 years in total, but here on Tumblr I think it was in 2016 or 2017? I took a 2 year break though because back then Tumblr wasn't very good for me and my mental health, so I'm glad I did.

best experiences — Being a multi-muse blog for about majority of the time I've been on Tumblr I've been in multiple fandoms and met lots of people. Thus far, the most lively experience I've been enjoying myself in is the JJK fandom. There are so many fun loving and wonderful people in this fandom that's been making rping so much fun. There's also the Free fandom which I'm sad is not as active as it used to be but I've had plenty of fun and good experiences there too. Lastly the best experience was meeting my best friend of 5-6 years to whom I still keep in touch with to this day. She's my day one bestie and I love her so much 😭

pet peeves / deal breakers — I don't have many cause I'm pretty chill, but one thing I really dislike is interacting with someone who constantly complains about getting no attention. They talk negative a lot, vague post about people who interact with them but claim they're being ignored. Idk it's just a huge turn off. I understand that we get depressed or don't have many interactions or seem really small, but the passive aggressive posting ain't it for me.

muse preference ( fluff, angst, smut ) — All of it. I will write just about anything with my muses. It's the beauty of writing. Ofc if only my rp partner is comfortable with it. I'm kinda weak at fighting scenes with my strengths being in fluff and slice of life I suppose.

plot or memes — Both. Sometimes plots come easy, sometimes my brain is on vacation. Memes are fun for shorter threads or getting a plot started. I'm just versatile like that I guess.

long or short replies — Any. I don't care I'll make it work. I think the only thing that might bother me is writing something long and thought out and getting barely something in return often 💀

best time to write — When ever I'm not at work. It's not often or for long tho most of the time.

are you like your muse — Hmm, some of them? Some of them, but I wouldn't be able to pinpoint who 😂

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Tagging: Hahuhe everyone.

#ooc. rubii