#i rarely finish a fic and feel completely satisfied

[aemonds-fire]

The Tempest

Summary: Prince Aemond discovers his maid is frightened of storms.

Pairing: Aemond Targaryen x Reader

Word Count: 3038

Warnings: MDNI, 18+, profanity, she/her pronouns, AFAB reader, p in v sex, unprotected sex and fingering.

Author's Note: This is not just my first Aemond fic, this is my first EVER fic. I am not a writer and this is my debut. Please be kind. I cannot thank @arcielee enough for beta reading and making suggestions.

Valyrian translation: sȳz riña - good girl

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Part two

You are happy to be Prince Aemond’s maid. In your sixth year of working in the Red Keep you have worked your way up from cleaning the common areas to becoming a maid for the royal family. 

When you first learned that you would be assigned to Prince Aemond’s chambers you were uncertain how to feel. At first you were nervous, even a little scared, as you heard the gossip amongst the other servants. On one hand, you were glad you were not assigned to serve Prince Aegon; stories were plentiful regarding his drunkenness and lecherous behavior towards other maids.

But Prince Aemond was much more of a mystery to you. While you had rarely seen the tall and imposing prince, whispers about him said he was best avoided. The prince, who had been disfigured as a child, had grown to be an intimidating warrior. Everyone knew he spent hours training daily with the sword and shield, and that he rode Vhagar, the oldest and largest dragon in the world; the gossip in the servants quarters said he wore the eyepatch so as not to frighten the noble ladies. 

Thankfully, he was not in his chambers most of the time while you were working. The first few times you had direct contact with the prince, you were shaking and were afraid to look at him, keeping your eyes downcast to the floor. Over the months you have served him you have become more relaxed in his presence, mainly because he ignores you for the most part. On the infrequent occasions you’ve had to interact with him you have found him to be distant, but polite and soft spoken. His demands are few and he has never made you feel unsafe in his presence. 

Just like this evening, the prince is sitting in a chair facing a large, open window in his chambers. Dressed in a loose white shirt and loose fitting trousers, you notice that he seems to be feeling the summer heat just like everyone else in the Red Keep. He only said a quiet greeting when he returned to his chambers earlier than usual. After changing into cooler, more comfortable clothes, he simply poured himself a glass of wine and sat before the window, seemingly lost in his thoughts.

Wiping the sweat from your forehead as you finish your evening tasks, you realize it is very dark out for this early in the evening. You glance out the window and notice the darkened clouds almost upon the capital. You watch a strong gust of wind enter the chambers through the window, moving the heavy drapes, and you can see some of the prince’s pale hair moving with the breeze.

You complete the final check of his chambers to make sure everything is in order for the night. Once you are satisfied, you make your way towards the prince, who is now standing near the window.

“Is there anything else you require this evening, your grace?” you ask softly.

Just as Prince Aemond is about to reply, a bright flash of lightning streaks through the dark sky. You jump, slightly startled, and a few seconds later you wince as a loud rumble of thunder makes you shudder.

Prince Aemond turns to you with a slightly amused look on his face. “Does the storm frighten my pretty maid?” He asks with the hint of a smile.

“Apologies, your grace,” you say with embarrassment, also taken aback by the prince calling you pretty. “Yes, ever since I was a little girl, I have never liked storms. Especially at night. I cannot sleep during a storm.” you reply sheepishly. 

“The storm cannot hurt you, especially within the safety of the Red Keep,” Aemond tells you. “Come and watch the storm here at the window.” Aemond raises his arm to you, beckoning you to come closer to him.

You are more than surprised by the prince’s behavior. He has hardly ever spoken to you before, except when necessary regarding your duties. You cannot help but notice his regal features. His white blond Targaryen hair is long and straight. You find his angular face quite attractive with his straight nose, sharp cheekbones and strong jaw. You do not believe that even the scar and eyepatch detract from his beauty.

Forcing your mind to quiet your thoughts regarding him, you tell the prince, “I should probably return to my quarters. I won’t be able to see the storm there and I do not wish to trouble you with my silly fears.” 

“You are just as safe here with me as you would be in your quarters. Do you think I would let you be harmed, hmm?” asks Aemond. “Now come,” he repeats.

Hesitantly, you walk over to stand next to Aemond in front of the window. You immediately feel a strong breeze blow in and you can smell the rain in the air. Another flash of lightning startles you, causing you to gasp and move closer to Aemond. You can hear the first raindrops falling now and soon a downpour begins, as the thunder rumbles again.

Aemond chuckles softly at your fear. He leans closer to you and says, “I’ll tell you a secret. I was afraid of storms too when I was a young boy. Now I love them.”

You find it difficult to imagine the lithe and muscular warrior prince was ever afraid of anything. You look up at him and ask, “How did you overcome your fear?”

Aemond smiled, “One day when I was riding Vhagar, a squall rolled in much faster than I anticipated. I was careless. I should have returned sooner. I had to fly Vhagar through the storm to come home. At first I was worried, when the rain started beating down on me, the wind tearing at me and flashes of lightning in the sky. Then I realized that Vhagar was powerful enough to ride through it. Not even a storm could match the power of the largest dragon in the world. I felt invincible. That day I discovered there is no greater thrill than riding a dragon through a storm.”

You feel Aemond’s arm go around your waist, pulling you closer to him. You tremble slightly, but you are not sure if it is from the storm or Aemond’s touch. You have always thought the prince handsome and not disfigured, as some called him. But he is royalty and you are nothing but a maid. 

“Tell me, have you been with a man before?” Aemond questions you suddenly.

You are stunned by his question and it sends your mind racing. You are not completely innocent about the intimate acts between a man and woman, but your experience is limited. Besides, you know this is something that you should not do. You could lose your position for a dalliance with the prince, but you also know that you would regret refusing him for the rest of your life. 

“Yes, your grace. I have,” you answer in a shaky voice as anticipation begins to build within you.

Your breath hitches in your throat as you feel his lips against your skin. Despite the warmth of his body pressing against you from behind, you shiver as you feel the wind begin to blow rain in through the window. The next streak of lightning across the sky causes your body to shudder as now your senses are being overwhelmed by the closeness of the prince and your fear of the storm.

Aemond feels your body tremble as he pulls you in front of him. “ My pretty maid, watch the storm, feel the wind and the rain. If you wish I can show you that storms are not to be feared, but enjoyed,” he says as he leans his face closer, his lips brushing against your ear. 

The rain is coming down in torrents. Wind is gusting and blowing raindrops on them. Another burst of lightning illuminates the sky, followed seconds later by a boom of thunder.

He is behind you, keeping you in place. You can feel his hard lean body against your back. You feel the hardness of his cock against your backside. The ache of desire begins to build inside you, causing your cheeks to flush.

“Do you want me to continue distracting you from your fear of the storm, pretty one?” he hums, his lips now kissing your skin, nipping and sucking. His arms wrap around you, both hands now moving up to gently squeeze your breasts through your dress. Sighing, you feel your nipples harden. You lean back against his body with a soft moan.

Aemond softly bites your neck, making you gasp. You can feel warm wetness beginning to pool between your thighs. You are no virgin, but you have not been with a man in quite some time; only a short dalliance with a steward that you thought you loved once.

“Answer your prince, pretty one. You must tell me if you wish me to continue. I do not take what is not given freely.”

As the tempest continues to rage outside in the darkness, you whine, “Please don’t stop, my prince.” 

That is all Aemond needs to hear. You hear a low growl come from the prince’s throat and then he whispers, “Sȳz riña.” in you ear in High Valyrian. You do not know what that means, but the sound of him speaking in his other language sends shivers up your spine.

He quickly removes your apron and tosses it aside, his hands untying the laces on the back of your servant's dress. He tugs the dress off your shoulders, keeps pushing the garment down past your breasts and your hips, until it falls around your feet. Your thin chemise quickly begins to get wet from the rain blowing in and Aemond gathers the light material, bunching it in his fists to give him access to your small clothes. The feeling of his fingers sends arousal through your body. You shimmy your legs to help the fabric slide down, kicking off your worn slippers in the process. 

The front of your chemise is becoming soaked with rain. The chill of the wind and rain causes your nipples to pebble even more, poking through the practically sheer garment. He glides his large hands over your belly and higher to your breasts, cupping them, rolling your hardened nipples between his thumb and forefinger. He continues to kiss and nip at your neck and shoulder, licking the raindrops off your skin.

One of your hands clings tightly to his arm while the other reaches around to hold onto his thigh as you brace yourself against his body.

You try to turn your head towards him, your lips seeking his skin.

“No, keep watching the storm,” he tells you.

Aemond slides a hand down over your belly, down to the place between your legs. Your legs instinctively part slightly to allow him access to your most intimate parts. You feel his fingertips part your folds, feeling the wetness that has begun to seep out of you.

“Hmmm, already getting wet, sȳz riña?" he growls in your ear. His finger finds that most sensitive nub and begins to circle around it, sending tendrils of pleasure through you. He continues to play with your breast, teasing your nipple, as he drags a finger though your wet cunt and pushes it into you as a crash of thunder roars in the sky.

You begin to pant as he works a finger in and out of your cunt. Aemond grinds himself against you and you can feel the hardness of his cock against your backside. Your body is now trembling with need. You gasp as he adds a second finger and rubs the palm of his hand over your sensitive nub over and over again. 

“Do you like this? Does it feel good, pretty one?” Aemond asks in your ear. He sucks on your earlobe while he continues to pump his fingers in and out of your went cunt.

You can only whimper in response, biting your lip to keep from crying out. Your hips move to grind yourself against his hand, feeling his hard cock behind you.

Aemond moans against your neck, “So wet and tight around my fingers, sȳz riña. That’s it, cum all over my fingers. I can’t wait to make you come again around my cock.”

The coarseness of his language and desire to have him inside you sends pure lust through your body and that is enough to make you moan in ecstasy, your walls clench and flutter around his fingers. You are somewhat dismayed and embarrassed at how quickly he is able to unravel you to the point of being completely spent, with your legs shaking and trying to catch your breath. Aemond releases his grip on your breast and pulls you into his firm embrace, while sucking gently on your neck.

As the storm continues to pound the capital, Aemond pulls off the loose white shirt he wore and you feel him loosening the ties to his trousers. He turns you around to face him and brings you with him as he backs up to a nearby chair. Aemond sits and pulls you down to straddle his lap, pulling you into a desperate kiss, pushing his tongue past your lips.

“I will be your dragon through this storm. Ride me.” he says hungrily. A flash of lightning illuminates his face and you see the desire in his eye. Aemond grabs your soaking wet chemise and pulls it up and off of you, baring you completely to his hungry gaze.

He reaches down, lifts his hips to lower his trousers to free his cock, painfully hard and with a reddish tip leaking fluid. He grabs your ass lifting you enough to line his cock to your cunt. You move your hips to coat his cock with your wetness. When you feel his cock at your entrance and you begin to sink down on him, slowly taking his throbbing length inside you. Aemond groans with pleasure into your breast, his tongue lapping at your nipple.

You whimper as you feel the stretch of his engorged cock filling you as you brace yourself by grasping his shoulders. You pause for a moment to let your body adjust to his size. Slowly, you begin to move your hips back and forth feeling the rough palms of his large hands gripping your hips. You cry out softly when he thrusts up into you. 

Aemond’s hands encourage you to work your hips against his. You ride him, bouncing your ass against his thighs, each movement sending bolts of intense pleasure through you. He grunts softly with each slam of your hips, fingers biting into your soft flesh.

“So tight,” he groans, licking the beads of moisture from your skin. “You’re taking my cock so well.”

Your fingers are digging into the pale skin of his shoulders. Panting rapidly, your thighs and his hands are working together pushing you up and down, up and down, each roll of your hips forcing the tip of his cock against that sensitive spot inside you. The sounds of skin hitting skin fill your ears; it's depraved and desperate, and you've never felt such intense pleasure. 

As each new thrust reaches deep inside you, mewling whimpers escape your mouth between ragged breaths. 

He watches you, entranced by the sight of your bouncing breasts. A hand slides from your ass to move between your legs, his thumb finding your sensitive bundle of nerves, teasing more pleasure from you. He lowers his gaze to watch his cock moving in and out of you, glistening with your wetness.

Aemond plants his feet on the floor, leveraging himself to buck his hips up against you. He pulls his head back to watch your face, flushed with pleasure. His one eye is darkened with lust and his skin glistening with rain and sweat.

“Say my name, pretty one. Who is your dragon,” he orders, voice raspy with arousal.

“Aemond… Aem…feels… so…” you whimper, your thighs are burning from the exertion, and he moves his hands to grip your ass, taking control and giving you a welcome relief. His pace is intense, almost brutal as he thrusts up into you repeatedly. He lets out a curse as your cunt clenches around him, drenching his cock in a gush of wetness.

“Fuck,” he curses, grunting with every thrust.

You lean in closer to him, placing hot open mouthed kisses on his cheek, before he leans up to take your lips into another desperate kiss, driving his length up into you with a rapid pace.

“Sȳz riña,” he groans against your lips, nipping at them gently. His thumb furiously massages your bud, pulling you quickly towards an intense peak.

“Yes…Aemond, “ you moan loudly as the first burst of ecstasy spreads through your body. You tremble with a wave of shattering pleasure that you can feel all the way down to your toes. The walls of your cunt spasm around his cock, squeezing him. 

He continues to push up into you throughout your release, feeling your body shake against his. The clenching of your cunt starts to push him over the edge, making his thrusts more erratic until you can feel his cock twitching within you. As you feel the warmth of his seed begin spurting deep within you, Aemond buries his face in your neck, grunting and his breath hot against your skin.

You are both panting heavily. You can feel your heart pounding in your chest as you cling to Aemond as he wraps his arms around you. You rest your head against his, slowly coming down from your blissful state. Realization of what you have done begins to creep into your mind. A gentle kiss to your cheek and a sigh of contentment from Aemond calms you slightly. 

“Look out the window, pretty one,” he whispers softly in your ear.

You raise your head and smile as you turn your gaze to the open window and see that the storm has passed, the rain is now just a gentle shower and the wind has faded into a light cooling breeze. 

#aemond targaryen #house of the dragon #aemond smut #aemond fanfiction #aemond x reader #house of the dragon aemond #prince aemond targaryen #ewan mitchell

[steddieunderdogfics]

This week’s writer spotlight feature is: @thefreakandthehair! With thirty-nine works in the Steve/Eddie and Stranger Things tags on Archive of our Own!

In an underdogfics first, we have TWO nominators!

Our first nominator recommends the following works by @thefreakandthehair:

this is my month, I can feel it. october, baby!

never been afraid of any deviation.

scar-crossed lovers.

the answers are all inside of this.

Our second nominator, @sidekick-hero, recommends the following works by @thefreakandthehair:

over the hills and far away

meeting you was coming home.

make no plans and none can be broken.

rounding third, sliding home.

what's mine is yours (to leave or take)

Lex's brain is full of very creative scenarios, reading her writing is like reading an anthology of short stories but it's with all of your favorite characters! You get to see what they'd do in this AU or that AU, I love the exploration. It's like she's made a stew and it's simmering on the stove and you realize you're so hungry for stew as soon as you see it. <3 -- anonymous

Lex writes characters that come to life on the page while you're reading her stories. It makes it so easy to get invested in them, to feel with them and root for them to get their happy ending. She's one of these authors I would follow anywhere, any trope, any setting and universe, I am here for it. So I think more people should get to find her stories and be treated to the magic. -- @sidekick-hero

Below the cut, @thefreakandthehair answered some questions about their writing process and some of their recommended work!

Why do you write Steddie?

How can I possibly give just one reason! These two burrowed themselves into my brain like little gerbils with no hope of ever getting them out. I mean, was I supposed to hear ‘dontcha big boy?’ and be normal about it? But in all seriousness, they’re two sides of the same coin and those oppositions in character are super fun to play with!

What’s your favorite trope to READ?

It was tough to choose, but friends to lovers keeps coming up!

What’s your favorite trope to WRITE?

If I have to choose a particular trope, hurt/comfort would be the closest fit, but in the sense of healing past hurts together as a unit.

What’s your favorite Steddie fic?

This question sent me into an existential crisis and the best I could do is narrow it down to three, and even that was nearly impossible. In no particular order: We’ll Know For The First Time by KikiZ; carve your name into my chest by hexiewrites; and more recently, Among the Wildflowers by ParadimeShifts.

Is there a trope you’re excited to explore in a future work but haven’t yet?

Rivals to Lovers in my football AU! I’ve been so excited to get moving on that one.

What is your writing process like?

Oh, I wish I had a better one. I start with a skeleton outline, pop on some music, and then pick and choose which part of the outline sparks joy in that moment. I rarely, if ever, write chronologically so I just write what feels good in the moment and then go back with a scalpel to create connective tissue.

Do you have any writing quirks?

Definitely writing out of order, I think! And if there’s one thing about me, it’s that someone is gonna have an introspective moment looking up at the stars. Someone told me it’s like my calling card and they’re not wrong.

Do you prefer posting when you’ve finished writing or on a schedule?

I like a bit of both. I like to post on a schedule for multi-chapter fics but only after it’s either completely done or mostly done so that there’s no pressure to it.

Which fic are you most proud of?

Over The Hills And Far Away incorporated some personal bits of my past that were equal parts cathartic and difficult to write at times, so I’d have to say that one! It’s really satisfying to take experiences that you regret or that didn’t end the way you’d hoped and give them a different ending in fiction.

How did you get the idea for never been afraid of any deviation?

The Eddie Month prompt for that day! Me and my co-mod for the event, nostalgicbones, included Bad Reputation by Joan Jett as a prompt and as I was listening to it, it got me thinking about how Eddie is someone who cares for those in less than ideal situations— maybe even to the point of weaponizing his own bad reputation to protect someone. In this case, that was Steve!

When writing the answers are all inside of this, what was something you didn’t expect?

I didn’t expect it to become multiple chapters! That one is part of my So Much For Stardust series (that I haven’t forgotten about, I’ve just been busy with big bangs) so it was based on The Pink Seashell interlude from the album. I still don’t know exactly how a 1-minute interlude turned into a 15k multi-chapter fic, but it was super fun to let go off the rails!

What inspired scar-crossed lovers?

Also a So Much For Stardust series fic, the first one in the series, actually. I heard Heaven, Iowa for the first time and wrote this based on that song in a day. My brain just kept rotating it around like a rotisserie chicken until I wrote it.

What was your favorite part to write from scar-crossed lovers?

This is ironic because I’m not an angst-writer by nature, but writing about the slow deterioration of Eddie’s van as a symbol for the passage of time was really fun to do. Bittersweet, but it was one of those things that I didn’t realize I was doing until I was in the middle of it and once I realized, I just carried it throughout!

How do/did you feel writing never been afraid of any deviation.?

Excited! It was the first time that I wrote pre-s4 steddie (which is wild that in two years, I just wrote that for the first time last fall?) and it was so fun to do!

What was the most difficult part of writing the answers are all inside of this.?

Probably balancing the kids’ voices in the first chapter while still creating tension between Steve and Eddie.

Do you have a favorite scene and/or line from any of your fics?

It isn’t one of the fics listed here, but in no better version I could pretend to be tonight, I loved writing the line “Something about Steve feels like home, and Eddie is only familiar with houses.” Hurt/comfort, my beloved.

Do you have any upcoming projects or fics you’d like to share/promote?

I’m planning on taking a break from big bangs for a bit to focus on some super neglected WIPs, so there are a few upcoming fics I’m excited about! My Football AU, an ASMR Artist!Eddie x Insomniac!Steve AU, and I’m working on a fic called Pickup Note with sidekick-hero and firefly-party that I cannot wait to dive into fully.

Outside of these questions, Is there anything YOU would like to add?

Just thank you so much for all that you do with this blog! The ship truly exploded overnight and there are so many incredible stories that I’ve completely missed just because they’ve fallen through the cracks. I really appreciate what you’re doing here and the undertaking that it’s been!

Thank you to our author, @thefreakandthehair, and our nominators, anonymous and @sidekick-hero! See more of @thefreakandthehair works featured on our page throughout the day!

Writer’s Spotlight is every Wednesday! Want to nominate an author? You can nominate them here!

#steddie #steddie fic recs #steve harrington #eddie munson #steve x eddie #stranger things #steddieunderdogfics #writer's wednesday #writer's spotlight #steddie writers

[mamawasatesttube]

oh yeah also!!! snippet of the timkon vday fic i will hopefully finish like over the weekend or something!!! (this snippet is sfw but the fic itself will not be...)

Tim’s fingers linger, brushing the back of his neck as he fastens the choker. “There,” he murmurs, and seals the clasp with a kiss to Kon’s nape.

The moment the projector comes into contact with his skin, Kon goes still.

It’s—

It’s weird.

It’s not a wholly pleasant feeling, if he’s entirely honest. The world shrinks down dizzyingly fast, from the wide, expansive spread of everything down to just this room. He can’t hear the cars outside or the dancers in the club he and Tim were at earlier, or Ma snoring back in Kansas, or the sea lapping at the shore halfway around the world.

The strength drains out of his body. It leaves him feeling… heavy. He’s grounded where he sits, and he can feel that he can’t simply fly away now. Of course, he still has his TTK, his aura sprawling through the apartment, but it’s not the same.

Kon lets out a slow breath. Okay. Okay. He’s been depowered a few times before. It’s just… been a while, that’s all.

“You okay?” Tim’s arms slip around his waist, his hands sliding up Kon’s ribs to his chest. He presses Kon backwards, encouraging him to lean into him.

Kon takes that suggestion, slumping back into Tim’s embrace. Tim’s arms are steadfast around him as he drops his head back against Tim’s shoulder. He can feel Tim’s heart beating against his back.

“Yeah.” Kon swallows hard. He can feel the cool metal of the projector against his throat, rapidly warming from his body. It feels…

He feels… vulnerable.

“You sure?” Tim brushes a gentle kiss to his jaw, lingering. “We don’t have to do this if it’s too much, or feels bad, or anything. I want you to enjoy yourself, so if you’re not—”

“I’m sure, Rob,” Kon interrupts.

He takes another breath and lets it out slowly. It’s kinda weird to have to breathe so often. He usually does, don’t get him wrong—he had to breathe at regular human rates before all his powers came in, so the muscle memory is there—but actually feeling the burn in his chest if he doesn’t breathe in fast enough is weird.

“I’m sure.” He shifts in Tim’s arms, rolling over a little so he can look up at Tim properly. “Just, like, gimme a minute to get used to it.”

Tim studies his face for a moment. Whatever he finds there satisfies him, because he just nods, then kisses Kon’s nose, brow, and forehead. “Take all the time you need.”

“Mm.”

Kon lays his cheek against Tim’s shoulder and tucks his face into his neck. He likes feeling the warmth of Tim’s skin against his own, the quiet ba-dum, ba-dum of his heart beating in his chest. Tim used some of his rarely-touched fancy cologne for tonight’s date; Kon can still smell it on his collar.

Tim’s arms curve about his shoulders, one of his callused hands stroking slowly up and down Kon’s upper arm. He caresses the curve of Kon’s bicep and strokes his thumb against the inside of Kon’s elbow before he rubs his palm back up his arm to the shoulder, slow and hypnotic, over and over.

Kon shivers.

He feels vulnerable and soft, cut off from hearing everything he’s used to. He’s not used to it. But it’s not a bad feeling, not when he’s lying on Tim’s chest, completely secure in Tim’s arms. It’s… different, yes, but not bad.

In fact, it’s a little exciting. He already knows Tim would never ever dream of hurting him—duh, Tim would cry and have, like, seven existential crises on the spot if he had to—and being vulnerable with Tim around means he’s, like…

Protected.

Kon takes another breath. Lets it out slowly. He’s not used to feeling protected. To looking to someone else for safety. It’s kind of… awe-inspiring? Incredible? Breathtaking?

Tim’s thumb swipes gently over his shoulder again. He’s languid and relaxed, his voice low and warm in a way that ignites sparks in Kon’s blood. “What’s on your mind, baby?”

Kon breathes in again. Tim’s cologne smells of citrus and spice.

He tips his head up, glances up at Tim through his eyelashes. Tim looks down at him, his expression tender but intense.

“Rob,” Kon says, keeping his gaze fixed on Tim’s face. He smiles, a little shy, but excited. This is such a new feeling. “You’re gonna… you’ll take real good care of me, right?”

Color blossoms across Tim’s cheeks. His lips part slightly, his eyes wide; his flush runs all the way down his neck. Even his ears turn red. “I—”

Kon giggles, looping his arms around Tim’s neck. It’s nice to know he’s not the only one a little bit out of his depth here, reveling in the novelty of… of all of this. “Yeah?”

“Yeah,” Tim manages after a second, a little breathless. “Yeah, of course.”

#rimi writes #its supposed to be hot but so far its just mushy sdkfhjkds #<- guy who cant write a sex scene without making it sappy apparently #theyre in love . what can i say. #timkon #tim #kon

[clearheartsgreyflowerss]

Hold still please~

Ningguang x artist!fem!reader

Synopsis- you finally get Ningguang to sit down and let you paint a portrait of her!

. She hasn't been able to get off work for a while, but with lots of persistent reminders, you finally got her to tell Baishi to clear her schedule for an entire day

. Of course she feels bad she couldn't do this sooner, so she gets you both beautiful matching necklaces, and she insists she "got it for the portrait" but you knew she felt guilty (and she also just loves giving you things that show you two are together <3)

. After breakfast, you both head to your artists studio, which ningguang built as soon as possible, as you were always special to her, as a business partner before, but now also as her girlfriend

. You sit her down quickly and almost immediately get to work, she couldn't help but be memorized with your work ethic, it was truly incredible

. Of course as soon as you get done with the base details, you start relaxing a little, a smile comes on your face and you start chatting with ningguang, all the little things that you two so rarely get to chat about.

. She told you about some of the people she met while traveling to the recently open inazuma, and you told her about the new friend you made when you were at the market!

. When you finally call a break at about lunch time, you snap out of what ningguang likes to call your "artists trance" and you realize just how lovingly ningguang had been looking at you this whole time, your painting could never do justice to that look in her eyes, and the way she reserved that carefree smile only for you.

. The both of you ate lunch pretty quickly, and while ningguang presumed you were just excited to get back to painting, you had other plans in mind

. She sat back down in the chair she was sitting in for the portrait, only for you to quickly join on top of her, pressing your lips to hers

. Of course she didn't mind, who is she to stop you from taking what's yours? She quickly reciprocated, putting her hand on your waist, and wrapping the other one up in your hair

. She kept you like that for a few minutes, gasping for air for a moment before bringing you back in, and when she pulls away for the last time, she notices the stain that always accompanies her kisses, and laughed a little, she enjoyed leaving a little mark on you, even if you would soon wipe it away.

. Of course you got off her lap sooner rather than later, after all, you only had today to complete this, you were going to do it

. The time slowly went by the rest of the day, you took another small break for dinner and then finished the portrait around 10 that night, and while the both of you were exhausted from painting and posing, you and her were both satisfied with how it turned out, after all, you were the greatest painter in all of Liyue

. She rewarded you that night with even more kisses once the both of you were in your pajamas (and you finally noticed the lipstick stain still left on your lips from Ningguang's kisses) and you realized just how lucky you were to have ningguang at your side <3

First fic done! I absolutely adore ningguang, and honestly I've wanted to write this for a while (as it's a complete self insert, everything in this is me indulging in my silly little fantasies)

Anyway anyone seeing this, I just want to let you know my requests are open! I'm currently taking other genshin requests, so feel free to ask away!

I hope you all have a good day/night :D

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #ningguang x reader #lady ningguang #ningguang #genshin x female reader #ningguang x you #ningguang x y/n #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x you #genshin impact x y/n #x fem!reader #x female reader

[chishiyasleftnut]

Tongue

Hi everyone (.❛ ᴗ ❛.) I have noticed a lack of dedicated blowjob fics so I thought I would fill that gap. I feel like you either hate or love blowjobs, so this will be 50/50 for many of you haha. Anyway, I hope you enjoy nonetheless!

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤 Warnings: Smut. Also, she swallows at the end. Pairing: Chishiya x fem!reader.

Plot: Chishiya is tense after an executive meeting. Fem!reader decides to make him relax with a blowjob.

1896 words. 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

“Where have you been?”

The question left your mouth before Chishiya had even fully stepped inside the hotel room. He stopped in the doorway for a few seconds, surprised by your sudden inquisition, but quickly finished walking into the room and closed the door behind him. “Meeting,” he replied with an emotionless voice. “It dragged out.”

When he walked closer to you, you could see just how tense he looked. This wasn’t something most people would be able to guess from his almost always stoic expression, but you had known him long enough to differentiate between his “everything-is-fine” inexpressiveness and “something-is-wrong” inexpressiveness. It was the fine details that gave him away. When he was stressed, his jaw clenched and his left eyebrow would occasionally twitch - things you witnessed right now.

You knew it wouldn’t do any good to ask him what happened at the meeting, he wouldn’t tell you even if you begged and pleaded. So instead, you decided to cheer him up.

“Come here,” you said with a velvety soft voice.

The gentleness in your tone surprised Chishiya who expected to be drilled with questions as you normally did. Intrigued by your words, Chishiya approached you. The two of you met perfectly in the middle between the bed and door. Continuing with the gentleness, you took Chishiya’s hands in yours, intertwining your fingers and locking them together. Although his tenseness was still very noticeable in his body, you at the same time noticed how his face began to soften.

Almost by reflex, Chishiya leaned in towards you slowly. You closed the gap and your lips met in a tender kiss, causing Chishiya to huff air out of his nose as he felt himself almost melt into your touch.

Before he knew it (and definitely before he wanted to) you broke the kiss. At first, Chishiya’s face became tense again as you essentially took away his safety blanket - your lips. However, the scrunched-up nature of his face quickly got replaced by widened eyes and raised eyebrows as you dropped down to your knees in front of him. You looked up at him through your eyelashes when you spoke.

“I think you need to relax,” you started with a smile while your hands began massaging the slight bulge in his bathing suit. “Let me help you.”

From his shaky breath, you knew he was more than interested in your offer. Wanting to see you more clearly, Chishiya brushed some hair out of your face - keeping eye contact with you as you worked on getting him hard. It didn’t take long. It rarely took much, honestly. All he needed was you.

Satisfied with the now very prominent bulge, you reached for the waistband of his shorts. However, instead of simply pulling them down, you dipped in your thumb at his right hipbone and glided it across the sensitive skin until you felt his left hip bone. On its way, your thumb grazed the tip of Chishiya’s at this point oozing hardness, causing him to gasp and involuntarily move his hips to chase your finger.

The reaction made you chuckle. He was so sensitive sometimes, but it only added to the fun. Finally, you slowly began pulling down his shorts, revealing more of more of him until you had completely freed his length. You noticed how it was already red and twitching. As if he was on autopilot, Chishiya was just about to wrap his own hand around his dick when you interrupted the movement.

“Nah-ah. Let me.” you cooed with a flirtatious smile.

Chishiya moved his hand back down his sides and watched you work your magic. You wrapped your dominant hand around him and began pumping him with long, slow strokes, making sure you went all the way from the base to the tip. Your thumb slid over the head, and you began circling it around to collect the pool of precum flowing out the tip. The natural lubrication helped you more easily glide over his manhood, earning you a few grunts and clenched thighs as you did so.

Clearly, you were enjoying yourself. Chishiya noticed how your eyes lit up as you played with him, and it only made him want you more. The urge to turn you around and fuck you on the floor only increased with each stroke your hand made, but he stayed strong. He wanted to see where you were going with this.

Finally, you opened your mouth and leaned your head in towards his body. Your soft lips touched his red tip, planting a kiss which made Chishiya twitch and let out a choked grunt. Your lips left his body, and you looked up at him through your eyelashes - something that made him go wild. 

While keeping eye contact, your flattened tongue glided from the base to the tip and down again. You repeated this multiple times, choosing a different path each time by using the prominent veins as guidelines. Once he was sufficiently coated in your saliva you began flicking your tongue over his sensitive tip, causing Chishiya to groan. He put a hand on your head - not to stop you but as a way to tell you it felt good. It was possible to gauge how he felt by how hard he was gripping your head or hair. Based on this, you knew he was feeling good right now.

At last, you took him into your mouth, gently sucking on the tip before taking him in his entirety. As you suspected, his grip on your head tightened. His fingers dipped into your hair and pulled the strands hard, making you moan around his dick. You noticed how his thighs and abs were clenching. Perfect. Just as he liked it, you made sure he hit the back of your throat a few times, making him groan each time. Eventually, this caused you to gag. While this felt good for Chishiya, you also knew it would severely ruin the mood if you actually threw up, so instead you brought in your hand as an aid.

Your fingers wrapped around his base, and you essentially used them as an extension of your mouth, making sure no part of his needy dick was left untouched for long. Chishiya began guiding your head with his hand, his fingers still intertwined in your hair. He wasn’t pushing your head down hard as some guys would, but instead showing you what tempo he would prefer. You obliged, following along. This was about him relaxing, after all.

Although you were already bopping your head up and down, your tongue never stopped moving. It swirled up and down his hardness, gliding over every vein and sensitive skin it could reach and helping keep his length wet. Occasionally you made sure to circle your tongue around his tip as you knew he was extra sensitive there.

Although you were no novice at this, your jaw eventually became tired of being in a constant state of openness. On your way up his shaft, you sucked hard on his tip before pulling your head away with a pop, leaving a mixed string of saliva and precum from his dick to your mouth. Chishiya let out a deep, but raspy moan at this action. You weren’t entirely sure if it was because it felt good or if he moaned from the coldness that came with not having your warm, wet mouth hugging his hardness tightly.

Of course, you didn’t stop touching him. That would be mean, and today you were on your knees to help him out. You could be mean another day - and you would. Your hand took over from your mouth and you went back pumping him up and down. For extra stimulation, your other hand went to cup his balls, your fingers running over the saggy skin.

Chishiya was a moaning mess. It was rare that you could get him like this, but there was something about seeing you down on your knees that just made him stop caring about his noises. He began moving his hips, thrusting into your hand as if it was a toy. You let him as you enjoyed seeing him so desperate. As time went on, the thrusts only became more and more forceful as Chishiya let down his guards. He didn’t care anymore. Right now he only had one goal: release.

His dick became hard. Well, hard-er. It was a telltale sign that told you he was close to finishing, that he wouldn’t be able to hold back for much longer. You knew it wouldn’t be long before he came, so you decided to ask the important question.

“Where do you want to cum?” “Fuck I-, I don’t care.” he said through gritted teeth. He didn’t care where he was cumming. It was the least important factor right now.  All he wanted was the sweet, sweet release that he so desperately needed and that he knew your body could provide.

You were aware that you didn’t have long to decide for him, so you quickly took him in your mouth again. Just as he had used your hand, he was now mouth fucking you vigorously with a hard grip on your head to keep you in place. Despite of the stabilising, the motion still sent jerks of movement all the way down your body, and you could feel the beginning of a carpet burn forming on your knees. You moaned from displeasure but nonetheless kept your head still, trying your best to keep your throat open so he could use you.

The moan must have made your entire throat and tongue vibrate, because seconds later Chishiya came with a loud groan. You felt his cum shoot against the back of your throat. Strategically, you were taking him in as far as you could, making sure as little of it landed on your tongue as possible. Sure, you loved him, but you preferably didn’t want to taste his jizz.

Chishiya stayed in you until his dick began softening. He took a deep breath and sighed before pulling out and pulling his swim trunks back up. You swallowed quickly - more to prevent tasting it than to please Chishiya. He honestly didn’t care either way which you gratefully appreciated.

“Thank you.” Chishiya finally said. He looked visibly more relaxed, which was nice to see. A stark contrast to how he was looking 10 minutes ago.

Your legs felt stiff from having been on your knees so for long, so when you stood up Chishiya helped you. You hadn’t been standing on your legs for long before he kissed you, not minding the fact that his dick was there mere seconds ago. The kiss wasn’t passionate, but instead tender to show you his appreciation. Your lips pulled apart and you both looked each other in the eyes.

“No problem. Do you feel better?” you asked softly.

He looked quite sleepy as he hummed and nodded before pulling you with him towards the bed. He pushed you gently onto the mattress and laid down next to you before pulling you into a tight embrace and running his fingers up and down your arm. You sighed simultaneously. It was always nice relaxing like this, just the two of you.

And to think this was all made possible by your lips and tongue. Perhaps you should do this more often.

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[queseraone]

1, 5, 10, 18, 21!

1. What inspired you to start writing fanfiction? Having my heart completely and utterly ripped out by canon. My last ship was sunk in the worst possible way (read: they destroyed seasons' worth of character development and contradicted everything we knew about the beloved characters). So my first foray was an attempt to reconcile myself with that.

5. What techniques do you use to create believable dialogue? I watch and rewatch a million times until I feel like I have the characters' voices down, and then as I write I try to really hear the words in the characters' voices in my head. Sometimes I even say lines out loud to make sure it sounds natural.

10. What's your favorite part about the fic writing process? Finishing a fic. It's so satisfying when you wrap something up in a way you feel good about, and then put it out there for others to see. It's super vulnerable, but it's so gratifying. I also love those days where the words are just pouring out. They're rare, but amazing.

18. Are there any fics or authors that have been particularly influential or inspiring to you? Well I have to say @timandlucy because she truly inspired me to start writing in the first place, and for that I am forever grateful. I think I take a little piece of inspiration from everything I read, intentionally or otherwise. You can't read something great and not think about it through yourown lens.

21. Have you ever used fanfiction as a way to explore your own emotions or personal experiences? Already answered this one :)

Thank you!!!! Fic writer asks

#fic writer ask game #asked and answered #ask games #thisnightissparkling089

[celiosal]

Hi! How are you??? I want to say that I love your writing and how you organize your posts too! I'd like to request a reaction/headcanons, I hope it's ok for you to it and I completely understand if you don't want it! I feel like there's a stereotypes/gender role conformity about how boys and girls act in a relationships but I. Am. Weak. for things like, boys sitting on my lap, being the little spoon, stealing my clothes (I'm a tall gal and I use baggy clothes), etc. just boys being pampered emotionally/feeling safe and not (just) in the way society expects women to take care of men (as if they are our child). I'm a girl but I guess that writing it gender-neutral would still be cool since the fics' dynamics are usually the other way around. Take care of yourself! xoxo

Pampered Boys !

pairings - mammon, belphegor, barbatos x reader synopsis - spoiling the boys with love and their reaction.

writing contains : fluff, established relationship, gender neutral (lmk of any possible mistakes), possible ooc, headcanons, showering with barbatos, just boys being pampered

a/n - aa you guys are so sweet 😭 I fully agree with you and I love the idea!! (we stan tall girls! ★) I hope I did it right!

MAMMON

♧ It may not look like it but this little demon loves to steal your clothes.

♧ Believe me, he would steal hoodies, t-shirts, and basically anything he can wear.

♧ He just loves the scent of you and absolutely would never sell it, it's only for him and it's too special for him.

♧ He gets all pouty when you try to take it back, heck he even has a whole drawer filled with your clothing.

♧ Give him passionate kisses and he will start blushing furiously.

♧ When you sleep together, he loves being the small spoon. The comfort of your arms around him keeps the nightmares away (especially when you two watch horror movies together)

♧ He's adorable when he sleeps, sometimes he'll whisper your name and reach out to try and hug you. Of course you hug him and he relaxes again.

♧ I can not stress the things he will do to show how much he loves you, it got so bad to the point where he nearly set the whole house on fire.

♧ Absolutely appreciates everything you give him, when you come into his room you're bound to find one of your gifts in a glass container or some sort.

BELPHEGOR

☽ Sleepy boy also loves being the small spoon when cuddling. It's soothing and helps him sleep better.

☽ Shower him in praise and he'll crumble into your arms.

☽ Just like his twin, he enjoys good food as well. When you cook him an amazing meal he'll finish it no matter if he's hungry or not.

☽ Despite already being in a relationship, he loves it when you choose him over his brothers, it always gives him a sense of pride.

☽ Belphie loves when you watch movies together, huddled in a blanket and hugging your arm.

☽ Adores sleeping on your lap, he just thinks that your thighs are more comfortable than a normal pillow.

☽ He only wakes up to you and you only, otherwise he'd be grumpy because he didn't see you first thing in the morning.

☽ As someone who's been touch starved, he loves it when you pepper him with kisses all over him. Your breath tickling his skin and making him chuckle.

☽ Just give him attention and he's satisfied for life.

BARBATOS

‣ He's a busy demon alright, but when he does have time you two spend it by caring for each other.

‣ Give him a massage, he'll fully relax at the touch of your arms. Stiff and sore muscles finally disappearing.

‣ If you somehow wake up early before him, cook him breakfast and brew tea and he'll appreciate it to the end of days.

‣ Sometimes he wonders how he was able to get someone like you, you're always so kind to him.

‣ When you two shower together, both of you scrub each other's back. It's just a thing you do.

‣ Barbatos is one who won't show his emotions so easily, but if you do something special like a date, his walls will break

‣ On especially rare occasions, he can be clingy so just take care of him!

© celiosal. 2022, do not repost/modify/translate

Reblogs and feedback is highly appreciated!

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[yaesnovels]

read ur kaveh smut and i just wanna say we need more kaveh content !! i am so down bad for him since hes so pretty, was wondering if you could write another kaveh fic (could be smut or not) where him and the reader are together while alhaitham isnt at home so kaveh shows you around? if that makes sense sskskks its all up to you!! and thank u <3

. "well, there goes the moment" !

cw; none, just an innocent make out sesh before alhaitham interrupts you two

“well, this is my current place”, kaveh led you inside the home alhaitham kindly let him stay for a cheap rent, considering the architect had some troubles with his finances at the time. “it’s nothing really special, and my roommate isn’t home, so don’t feel shy at all. it’s just us.” 

for some reason, that kind of made everything more interesting. looking around the house, you noticed some art hanging on the walls, looking at your boyfriend who just shrugged. “hey, he was living in a completely dull and decoration-free house. i needed to step in”, he laughed, to which you could only giggle as you shook your head. the place was absolutely decorated in kaveh’s style – and knowing stoic alhaitham, you could only assume the scribe and acting grand sage was not impressed. 

“so, what do you think of doing tonight? i don’t think alhaitham will be able to wrap up his work quickly – i saw the piles of paperwork he has to finish”, kaveh chuckled, “so we are completely alone for at least a couple of hours.”

being alone with kaveh has been a rare occasion so far, being fairly new into your relationship and only dating for a couple of weeks. so, him innocently saying you’ll be alone for a while just made you happy because you had been thinking of initiating something for quite some time. 

the moment you sat on his lap on the couch and had your legs wrapped around his waist, he knew that you were plotting something. “hey, hey. you think you’re ready for this?”, he asked, making sure you don’t rush into something you’re still unsure of. 

“mhm, i think so. it just feels right”, you mumbled as you leaned down to kiss him softly, kaveh was absolutely into it immediately. he was deepening the kiss, arm around your shoulder as he just pulled you closer to himself. 

“if it does, then i’m glad”, he chuckled as he let go of the kiss for a moment to catch his breath. “i love you.” 

his voice was soft, a big smile on his lips before he leaned back forward and kissed you again, this time a little bit more intense from the start, quickly getting obsessed with the feeling and taste of having your lips on his. 

kissing you had always been one of the things he loved doing the most, being close to you, showering you in his love and affection for you. and now that you two were alone for the first time in a while, he sure as hell was going to take advantage of that. 

that was until alhaitham decided to come back home early, having kaveh groan in annoyance and you – quite embarrassed – sitting next to kaveh on the couch, burying your head against his neck. 

“hello to you, too”, alhaitham chuckled, placing a pile of papers on his desk. “i thought it would be better to work from home tonight. i think that was a great idea.” 

“definitely”, kaveh rolled his eyes, getting up before he pulled you up, too. “let’s head to my room, yeah?” you nodded as a reply, not trusting your voice before you waved at alhaitham, who was still smugly smirking at kaveh, successfully having pissed the architect off, before you were pulled inside the room by an impatient kaveh. 

i need to admit, i'm not necessarily satisfied with this but i just couldn't get myself to write smut for this, it just didn't feel fitting for some reason, i hope that's okay nonnie!

#. flowers for : kaveh ! #genshin impact #genshin impact fanfiction #genshin impact fluff #genshin impact kaveh #genshin impact drabbles #kaveh fluff #kaveh fanfiction

[7clubs]

For the ask game: 8

8. What's an old project idea that you've lost interest in

I'm generally pretty adamant on finishing stuff, so even if they've been untouched for years and maybe there's no hope, I usually Want to go back to them... they're just not the Priority.... they'd get finished in a world where I didn't have to chase money and there were 48 hours in a day...

The main stuff I've Definitely Got No Intention Nor Interest of going back to are my unfinished overwatch fics, just because I really don't plan on going back to that fandom.

The rest here, I still want to finish them in Some way, though these are harder or have more investment put in already than most other wips.

rip this wip... though I obviously want to completely swap out the overwatch characters and flight rising tundras to make it into a piece for my original dragon GN.

the rare abandoned OC art xP I really like the colors and render style but this needs a total redraw I think...

let's not talk about my first graphic novel project shall we (it's technically in a releasable state! I made it for my thesis! It's a complete, coherent story—but it's also the sacrificial lamb for my future graphic novels in that I learned SO MUCH from making it that I no longer think it measures up to my current level, and now have NO TIME to make the significant edits and additions to it that I feel will make it truly a satisfying work...)

#grovey rambling

[gracelesslady23]

20 Qᴜᴇꜱᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ꜰɪᴄ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀꜱ

Thanks for the tag @mycupofrum !!!

Ao3 Username: graceless_lady

1. How many works do you have on A03?

21 fics.

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count?

353k

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Harry Potter

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

the ghost of you, it keeps me awake (Sirius/James, M, 73k, WIP)

and a love that I dreamt of came to me at my worst (Sirius/James, E, 90k, complete)

In Plain Sight (Sirius/James, E, 30k, complete)

The Wedding Date (Sirius/James, M, 25k, complete)

you'll see me in hindsight (Sirius/James, E, 35k, complete)

5. Do you respond to comments?

Yes! Sometimes it takes me a while to carve out time to give a proper response (esp if pesky RL gets in the way) but I always plan to respond even if it takes me a while. It always, always makes my day to see a comment pop into my inbox and I reread comments a lot to keep up motivation when writing so its the least I can do <3

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Probably tell me you love me, come back and haunt me (S/J, 23K, complete) although its more of a bittersweet ending rather than an all out angsty one. I love laying on the angst when working through a fic but always aim to give something hopeful at the end (Sirius and James had enough tragedy in canon imo haha)

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I'm a HEA girlie, so like most of them.

Maybe you'll see me in hindsight because the happy ending was hard won and I lingered in the happy ending for longer than usual.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Rarely, luckily.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Sometimes. Usually its pretty vanilla in terms of kink.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

No. Well, I did when I was a teen, but those were pretty terrible so luckily there is nothing of that published :P

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I dont think so (luckily)

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes, I have been lucky enough to have four translated (or partially translated) from English to 中文-普通话 國語 (links below)!! I am always so flattered when someone offers to translate my fics.

【授翻】In Plain Sight 昭彰 by hsothe

【授翻】在人生低谷中坠入爱河 by MoAhx

【鹿犬】令我无眠的你的幽灵 by amnesiaby

【授权翻译】tell me you love me, come back and haunt me by foxleaaap

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No. I'm quite insecure/secretive about my writing before I am ready to publish so I don't know how well my process would work with that... but it would be cool.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

Sirius/James always... my longest running ship by far. I always circle back to them.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I want you to ruin my life. I ended up anon-ing it because I felt so guilty every time I saw it on my works page. But I just lost the thread of that plot completely and had a few changes in opinions about how I think Sirius in Slytherin would be, which clashed with the story already written. But I'll never so say never, I've started to have some thoughts about it again, so maybe I'll get back into it...

16. What are your writing strengths?

Hmmmm um, the beginning of fic? Idk I feel like writing the set up for fics is at least the easiest part for me. I love thinking up what if scenarios and running from there.

Dialogue and angst & hurt/comfort also comes must easier to me than like action scenes and fluff.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Where to start lol, the most frustrating ones for me I think are plotting and writing a satisfying ending/climax.

I also struggle a bit writing clever characters as smart as they should be (hamstrung by my own intelligence lol).

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Not sure if my opinion really counts here as someone whose only fluent in english, but I like to see it if its done respectfully and makes sense in the story.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Harry Potter.

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

and a love that I dreamt of came to me at my worst

This was my pet project over a really special time in my life and I think I will always have a massive soft spot for it (and find myself drawn to rereading parts of it often). I also managed to throw in a lot of tropes I personally really enjoy into this one (mid aged Sirius & James, midlife crisis James, competent Sirius (and James), mutual pining, co-dependency, jealous James, Harry having loving parents/adults in his life, etc).

This was so fun! Tagging: @jamesunderwater @bullets-from-another-dimension @lovelymasks @forestdeath1

#ask game

[legendoftheotherside]

I never participate in these things but well, there's a first for everything lol

tagged by @sandwitchstories

Rules

Post the names of the files of your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you ask with the title that most intrigued them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it. If you want, tag as many people as you have WIPS.

I'm going to do this because all my titles are boringly hilarious 😂😂 It will be only wips that aren't published yet (I have more wips that are published on ao3 which I need to continue but I'll concentrate on wips that haven't seen the light of a day yet). All these fics are something I started and one day might finish XD I'm dividing the list by fandoms because there are too many 🤷‍♀️

Fairy Tail:

and there was one bed - new gratsu fic; you can imagine what it is about 😂

Slayers mating - gratsu idea that is somewhat written in the form of an outline and some scenes are actually written; I have no idea when I'll finish it 😅

gray is secretly a vampire - crack fic where outsiders decide Gray is a vampire and rumors spread like wildfire, pure humor; I'm pretty sure I saw some post on tumblr and had an idea

gratsu natsu knocks on the door - I'm pretty sure the title is a pun to the opening scene of my only multichap gratsu fic, A Sham

Naruto:

kushina lives AU - exactly what it says, I'm working on it on and off every now and then; while Kushina lives, Tsunade is actually the main character, collecting kids just like old ladies collect cats 🤣

seals naruto au wanting to keep the fox in - tbh this is basically just an idea in form of an outline and a few written snippets scattered around; don't really know if I'll ever write it completely

naruto timetravel 1 - this was actually supposed to be team 7 boruto timetraveling to naruto canon before that timetravel filler arc in boruto ever happened. sadly, I never tried to finish it

naruto timetravel 2 - naruto and sauske's consciousness from the future appear as flashes of memories/dreams to naruto and sasuke of the original naruto canon timeline before they graduated academy

kamui raw bondage - a kakaobi kinktober fic I never got around finishing, it was supposed to be a companion fic to my I've patched up the scrapes in my heart

One Piece:

LawLu stranded on an island AU plot - so this is one rare outline instead of a fic lmao (I never do real outlines 😂)

ofmd crossover - had an idea for a crossover but never finished it.

BNHA:

DFO/canon - tbh I don't even remember what this is supposed to be beyond DFO, but what I can see from a fast scan, it's one of the rare outlines lol

baku deku unconventional A/B/O - it's unconventional because it's alpha/alpha pairing; an old idea that I never got to finishing

genderswap au - ah this is one of the oldest wips in the fanfic folder; it's not so much of a genderswap as much as genderswap characters come to the canon through a portal; very fun

DabiHawks mermaid au - a discord drabble I wrote for a prompt and saved to finish one day

Other fics:

FT x DA:II crossover funny - just like it says: crackfic crossover of fairy tail and dragon age 2; Fenris is sure Natsu is a rage demon 🤣🤣🤣

Josuke'a accidental time travel adventure - I had a craving for Josuke time-traveling to part 3 and there was none to read. gasp. but then one day a fic with a similar premise appeared on ao3 so I read that instead of finishing my own XD

FuruSawa fic - an ace no diamond oneshot that just needs a satisfying end (which I need to write so who knows when I'll finish 🤣)

Shiki x Weisz - eden's zero fic just as title says XD

I still have a few more docs but those are literally a few sentences and I didn't bother to list them here

I don't think I talk with enough ppl to tag as many as I have wips lmao so I'll do just a few. feel free to ignore the tag if you don't feel like doing this XD I had fun typing all this and this post is not counting my original wips 😂

@pencilofawesomeness

@phoenix-before-the-flame

@genavere

@thehylianidiot

@nonnie992

@elenyafinwe

@xfangheartx

@wilhelmina-murray-harker

@tobethefairybest

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[birinboom]

biriiiiinnnnnnn 💞 6, 16, 25, 41, 75 (for my fav, "Just Maybe" ofc!!!)

Thank you so much for your ask, Jess!! 💖💖💖

6. Do you have your work beta'd? How important is it to your process?

I rarely do... It's happened a couple of times. but I don't have a set beta-reader and I feel kind of bad asking my moots to beta unless I feel really insecure about a fic. Everybody is so busy. I ought to do it more though, me being ESL means that I occasionally have a weird way of phrasing things...

16. How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Share one of them?

Too many to count! 🤣 I have well over 20 WIPs that need some work. But since we're going to be talking about Just Maybe later, I can bring up the kinda-sequel/rewriting of the ending I'm trying to write for it. I was never fully happy with the ending but I just wanted the fic finished, so I'll be remedying that with a more detailed ending.

25. What fic do you wish you got more of a response on?

All of them tbh. I rarely get a lot of feedback other than likes/kudos

41. Do you tend to re-read fics or are you a one-and-done kind of person?

It's rare that fics (or any form of storytelling, really) leaves enough of an imprint on me that I want to go back and experience it again. For a lot of fics I read them, I like and reblog, or kudos and leave a comment, and then I completely forget I ever read it. It's a shame really, but my memory is like a holey sieve, nearly everything slips through the gaps. That said, I ought to go back and re-read some of my faves.

75. What scene in [Fanfic Name] took the longest to write? What was difficult about it.

I think both the break up and the getting back together scene of Just Maybe took equally long. The break up scene was rough 'cause I don't like the idea of the reader making Kiri sad on purpose, but it was something that needed to happen. I also struggled a bit with Kiri's reaction. He's already mourning his long term relationship ending, he wants to fix it and realizing that he cannot. And I wanted to make sure that he stayed in character; I didn't want him to get overly possessive or aggressive - the breakup had to be a mutual decision or the getting back together part wouldn't have felt right.

And that was my whole point of writing that fic; I wanted to write an exes-to-lovers fic (another part of why I'm not satisfied with the ending, they never get back to being lovers again) so getting back together had to be a mutual want as well as a healthy decision. It wouldn't work if the same issues of Kiri never being home, and the reader feeling like a second choice kept cropping up. There had to be some major change, so it took some planning out.

Get to know your fic writer ask game

#ask #alastairwaytosanity #a11eya #lovely moots💖

[dayseternal-blog]

Hello DAYS8! I know this might even not be answered but I am fascinated by some of the fans on how they could balance their life and read and write naruhina fanfics in their spare time. As a student, I struggled a lot these past few months and was fixated on ALWAYS reading Naruhina fanfictions, as in I wouldn't even do my school works and completely procastinate then later cram a LOT just to satisfy my self in reading everyday ALL about naruhina fanfics. It was a stressful lifestyle I got used to back then. Now, I stopped reading since Saturday but I kinda miss reading stories such as that, but maybe taking a break on Naruhina can help me control my life to for a bit. It always feel like I need to finish a lot of fics in a rush like that's just probably wrong. But can you give some advice as to how I can balance Naruhina and my personal + school life? thank you ( ꈍᴗꈍ)!!

Sorry my grammar sucks and not the best out there :)).

Hello! I feel for you. I was a mess in college who procrastinated to the moon and back. I simply didn't do readings. I showed up to some classes unprepared. I was so busy with club/organization activities that I rarely ever talked to my long-distance boyfriend (now my husband). Somehow things worked out and I graduated with relatively good grades. If I went back to that time as the person I am now, I find it difficult to imagine myself handling it any better. I think I was doing my best.

To be upfront, I am generally not a "balanced" person. I don't know what kind of person you are, but I'll share some parts of my life so that I can kind of reflect on what "balance" means to me now and how I've been trying to deal with it. This is an ongoing struggle for me.

A handful of years ago, I was working full-time, attending a competitive online graduate school, and had a preschool-age daughter. At that point, I was also writing "It's No Secret," "Nightdreams," and "Catskin." I was so stressed out, fanfiction was my escape. I'm pretty sure this is a trend across fandom. I noticed that some of the longest works were written during the writers' most stressful times according to the author's notes. I was so unbalanced, and I would bet that many fanfiction authors write their "best" works during periods of their life that they would rather not revisit. I was working so hard, I was mentally checked out on the weekends. My family suffered for it. Taking out fanfiction would not have made my life any easier or more organized. I was stressed. And taking away the space for my brain to unwind in a completely unrelated topic from my real life would not have improved it.

I learned a lot about myself concerning self-discipline during those years.

I need physical location restrictions placed on me. I would do my work at a tea shop that I could easily stop at. Any homework I didn't finish would have to be left for the next day. I tried my very best to not do my work at home. Once I got home, it was relaxation time. Yes, there were nights when my daughter did not see me.

I literally used a student school planner to assign myself what needed to be done every day. I could not go home until I had checked off what needed to be done or unless the tea shop was closing. Once in a while I really did stay until closing. That was an important time restriction. If you can find some place to work that has a time restriction, like a school building that closes at 9:00, that would be a good place to go. Time restrictions not self-imposed force my procrastinating butt to get things done.

I was most productive at a tea shop. Somehow, libraries put me to sleep, home is too distracting, college study rooms are literally the worst, and working outdoors is too difficult. The liveliness of a tea shop coupled with the treat of bubble tea did the trick. Yeah, I spent a lot of money back then. I now wonder if I couldn't have just made my own tea.

I could not do fanfiction until I was done with my day's work. My current restriction now that I'm not in school is that I cannot do fanfiction when I'm at work. I cannot look at fanfiction on my phone unless I'm at home for professional reasons. My workplace locks up around 5:00. I can only write my fanfiction after my daughter is in bed. (Place & Time restrictions)

I will burn myself out for the sake of my work. This is something that I cannot compromise because I refuse to do anything half-heartedly. My family was suffering for my work when we all know that family should be the first priority. So two years ago, I had to change job placements to a less demanding community. That was the only solution. Had I continued working at my old placement, I would have never been able to prioritize my family.

I am most definitely a procrastinator. But procrastination is absolutely fine as long as you're actually getting it done by the deadline. I am also a workaholic. I am secretly competitive. I am prideful and desire to be the best. In the end, something always gets neglected, and at various times of my life that's been my then-boyfriend, my daughter, or my personal health; for me, there is no such thing as true balance. Currently, I am not working as hard as I used to because the community simply doesn't need as much of me for me to achieve good results. I am as "balanced" as I can possibly be right now.

After all that personal reflection, here are a few reflection questions that might be helpful for you:

As a procrastinator, how can you get other people and places to impose restrictions and deadlines on you so that you get your work done? This could be a study partner who has a similar schedule to yours, a building or shop's closing hours (this works for me), or a mentor/advisor (someone who is not your close friend) to set clear expectations and hold you accountable. This might look like asking for someone to sit down with you and help you break down all of your class' assignments into daily tasks. As a procrastinator, these daily tasks MUST feel imminent, meaning it MUST feel like you have to get it done otherwise you're screwing yourself over for the rest of the week. You must always have an urgent sense of "I have to get this done NOW or I'm screwed." If you don't feel like that, then honestly you're not going to get anything done. Speaking as a fellow procrastinator.

How can you romanticize your work to motivate you to enjoy doing it? How can you reward yourself WHILE doing your work? For me, this was a bustling tea shop with bubble tea. For early birds, it's seeing the sunrise and settling into a comfy chair as soon as the Student Center opens before the rest of the student body wakes up. For studyblrs, it's using cute gel pens, blue and pink highlighters, stickers, washi tape, cute post-its, and adorable notebooks; it's taking photos of and documenting their productivity on social media with little coffee cups (check out the #studyblr on tumblr). I had a coworker who would format spreadsheets at home while watching tv dramas. I saw students doing schoolwork while staying in the dining hall to have access to food and a stimulating atmosphere. Maybe you can find someplace that has attractive workers/other students. Nothing like surrounding yourself with cuties. Basically, how can you make your work feel as little like work as possible?

Unfortunately fanfiction cannot be read while working. That's just not possible. So if you want to continue to read fanfics, where and when is it appropriate for you to do so? While you eat dinner? After you study? Between classes? For me, it's weekends and after my daughter is in bed. And then you need strong reasoning as to why that is the only appropriate time and place. My workplace is my workplace. Fanfiction would be unprofessional. I can't have the tea shop workers catching me reading smut. My daughter loves to read. I can't have her asking me to read fanfiction to her. Basically, try to not be alone for most of the productive day, that way the temptation to read isn't there.

Do you want to restrict what device you read fanfiction on? Maybe you can only read fanfiction on your phone, and that leaves your laptop strictly for schoolwork. You could even go as far as to block fanfiction websites on your laptop.

I don't know what you're majoring in, but I have a tip for notetaking on readings that I wish I knew in college and that I only picked up in grad school 😩. If you know you will eventually have to cite text evidence for a future paper or something, while you're doing the readings, copy the quotations you like word-for-word into a Google Doc. Put the page number next to it. That way you don't have to ever go flipping through the book or article ever again. You don't have to highlight. You don't have to dog-ear pages. You just copy-paste that bugger from your list straight into your essay when it comes time to cite your evidence.

Good luck. Stay strong. Fanfiction should be a place to relax rather than a place to feel guilty!

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[michelleelizabethtanner]

💞 and 🎉 for the asks!

Ty so much for the ask!! ❤️❤️

💞what's the most important part of a story for you? the plot, the characters, the worldbuilding, the technical stuff (grammar etc), the figurative language

When I read (anything, not just fic), I read to get to know a person. I really enjoy people and like understanding what makes them tick. So in fic, for me the most important part is accurate characterization. There doesn’t even need to be a world, although I admire it when authors manage to build a beautiful and believable one. I rarely even notice the technical aspects of a story, like grammar or vocabulary, although I do like to collect interesting words people use, especially verbs. (I do notice tone and telling instead of showing, but that’s just all part of amateur writing. Don’t read amateur writing if you’re expecting edited perfection or full mastery of writing conventions. 🤷‍♀️) But accurate characterization is where it’s at for me. This includes dialogue, pace, mannerisms, motivations. If it’s Brio, they can’t just proclaim their love for each other or start interfering in each other’s lives in ways we never saw in canon. Their dialogue has to be believably them. I need to be able to see and hear the characters, not the author who wrote them. It takes me right out of the story when these pieces seem inaccurate and I can’t visualize that reality for them. This is also what I work hardest on in my own writing and what I’m most critical of myself about. (This, and telling instead of showing. I sometimes go back and re-read and just cringe with all the added qualifiers I’ve added to certain scenes or conversations. Beating the reader over the head with my point. I need to take a class lol.)

🎉how often do you celebrate completing & posting a work? how often do you give yourself the credit/validation that you seek from others when you post? (if you don't, you should!)

Is it wrong to say that sometimes I celebrate with every completed sentence? It makes it sound like writing fanfics is work and not fun, and I don’t want to make it sound that way. It’s definitely a hobby and I like the puzzle of making something tangible out of vague ideas. Sometimes, though, it’s difficult to see how the pieces should fit together, so very frequently managing to find 10-15 free mins and to write even a sentence or two is an accomplishment. I’ve found that very often it isn’t massive rewrite that pops everything into place. It’s almost always a word or two, placed just so, that changes the whole trajectory of the written scene and better represents my intended ideas. So it always gives me that feeling of accomplishment when I feel like I’m satisfied with the message, cadence, character depiction, etc of any given section. If I could quantify how much time I spend just adding and subtracting words from my sentences to make the correct number of syllables to maintain “the beat…” That time spent ultimately produces very little finished product, but it serves my internal metronome when re-reading so I’m at least able to stomach my own work. I don’t think anyone else would even notice those changes, but I celebrate all that.

And I of course absolutely adore AO3 Fridays when I have something to share. Just the act of posting something new makes me feel so accomplished! I like how AO3 for me is kind of synonymous now with the weekend and wrapping up of my “have to” responsibilities and getting to do some of my “want to”s. It feels like a celebration in itself.

#ask games #thank you for the ask!!! #fic writing

[moon-silvered]

Hello! How are you? I’m not sure if creators receive notification on reblogged comments but I just want to make sure my confession gets through: I just finished reading your Love Under The Moonlight series and it really got me hooked! Your Steven is probably one of my favorite Stevens I have read on tumblr and I can’t get enough of all the witty conversations between him and the reader, or even just between reader and other characters. When reading a MK fic I always love learning Steven’s side of the POV more and how smart and sassy he can be other than the bashfulness. (Cause I can’t stress this enough: Steven got so much more to offer other than just the awkwardness. And imo your writing totally satisfied that aspect of his character) The dialogue feels clever and it’s just overall really fun to read. Not to mention the different ways you incorporated the telepathic elements into the fic is very intriguing and it keeps surprising me throughout the story; the usage of it, where it leads, how Khonshu reacts to it etc. It’s all very creative. I’d say it’s a perfect balance between romance and mystery, it’s almost like I’m watching an entertaining show on tv.

I never want go into a creator’s inbox and pressure a next part or anything. I don’t want to get my hopes up as I know it’s been awhile since the Can’t Fight The Moonlight series was updated. But I’m honestly quite interested in where the story is going, especially with Khonshu and Jake’s involvement, and learn what Marc is thinking, in what ways will Steven and the reader find out about the system etc. If there is no plan to continue the story I completely understand. My goal is really just to communicate my appreciation of your storytelling and how much joy it gave me in the last couple days. Your writing deserves so much more attention!!! I’ll certainly come back to this series from time to time just to re-experience the love in the characters throughout this journey! Thank you so much for writing :)

Wow so...this has been in my Inbox a long time, and can I just say...Thank you. Like truly thank you. I was completely taken away from writing this entire time but between this ask and all the comments and replies everyone has sent for Can't Fight the Moonlight, I was deeply touched. Truly and well touched. I really hadn't expected anyone would like my fics when I posted them because I'd never written readerfics before them.

Okay now that I've said that...

Yes, the way I write Steven is with all of that in mind. Like Yes he's awkward but he's clever, and witty, and really hilarious if you love deadpan humor - which is so on point for a British person. So I really strived to do that, to make sure i had that balance and insecurity. And I wanted to use that to create an authentic relationship between him and reader - give Reader a bit of personality too that responds to Steven and builds off him and is built on by him as well. A give and take.

Telepathy has always intrigued me as a concept, but I rarely see people delve into what it could mean and how it could be used in the day to day. Not just as a hero, but...just mundane stuff? And also the doubting of oneself and how being able to read someone's mind affects how quickly a telepath would get attached to someone - so they'd also have their own insecurities.

And yes! I've been trying to make this more of mystery with romance and fluff interspersed (every other chapter is more like).

Don't worry, you didn't pressure me. Life just got in my way from being able to write. I should note, chapter five has been posted as of me responding to this. Telepath!Reader will be interacting with Marc directly very soon. Jake will take more time.

I really do appreciate your ask. It really was so heartwarming to read and I kept returning to it when I was able to write for a little bit to keep me motivated and going.

#asks

[anakinskywalkerog]

I am addicted to my very soul! your portrayal of anakin is sooo satisfying he doesn't even feel a single ounce out of character, which is rare to find in fics because its obviously hard to write a character so true to thierself, the angst girl yesss, all the little details about the force and the characters thoughts 🥰 your writing is supreme sublime magnifique 👏👏👏 and I will cry when this fic is finished

yay i’m so glad you like it this much!! 🥺❤️

it seems like it’ll be pretty long and i hope i make it all the way through to a completed arc! and i hope you stick around 😇🙏

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