#i'll make rent i swear!! fuck 😭

[mulderscully]

i just want the shittie studio apartment don't ask me what my income is just TRUST ME

#i'll make rent i swear!! fuck 😭 #i'm so tired of living in this hell hole i feel like i'm TRAPPED #how am i ever gonna leave #god it keeps getting worse #personal

[inkyray]

a/n: send more requests i love doing them for yall

3k words

warnings/content ahead: bsf!chris x virgin!reader, smut, oral fem!receiving (eating out yess), suggestive, p in v, fingering, pet names (princess), Fritos, missionary, and more come find out

BANG

Your roommate had just left to see her family for the next week, which meant you had the apartment all to yourself for a full 7 days. You were ecstatic, immediately letting Chris know.

-

brobrobro

guess what rn

You type excitedly, your fingers practically shoving a hole through your phone screen. The message immediately goes to seen, and you watch bubbles pop up, indicating he was typing.

You finally came to your senses and decided to move out of that disgracefully small apartment ?

dude no

you know i can't afford that shit

im staying here until i start making the bag i deserve !!!

Right

now guess

You cut all your hair off and went bald

Please tell me you went bald

Actually no

Please tell me you didnt go bald

nah not bald 💔

I GOT THE WHOLE APARTMENT TO MYSELF;!!!! FOR A WEEK!!

Holy fuck

The caps had me go BLIND trying to read

where's the happiness and the cheer

you better start typing back in caps.

YES! 😭 YOU HAVE THE ENTIRE PLACE TO YOURSELF!!

FOR HOW LONG? A WEEK I HEAR? IT'S ALMOST LIKE YOURE AN ADULT!

THAT MUST BE WHY I'M HEARING FOLK MUSIC AND TAP DANCING OUTSIDE! 

god bless ☝️ now come over so we could politely watch a movie

hmmmm Depends

what movie is it

Ya Momma! 😂😅

sounds amazing

I'll be there in a few

-

You close your phone, getting up to quickly clean the place around you.

Chris was no stranger to you, you two had known each other since the day he threw up on you in middle school. He had caught a bug and unfortunately he sat behind you. You didn't really understand how throw up could reach past a desk capacity but it had somehow made it into your hair. Disgusting, horrific week. But he made it up to you.

For him, he moved to LA for work reasons. He was famous, although he didn't like to admit it, nor did it really feel like it for him. You moved because of college, the moment you two graduated out of highschool, it was as if the universe worked hard to get you two closer. And, it worked. You guys were closer now than you were in school.

You would split the rent with your roommate, which was already an expensive bunch, considering this was LA. But Chris would constantly insist on helping you out financially, paying for most of your things when you would practically beg him not to. You had a hard time receiving stuff, but Chris had a problem with giving. You two balanced each other out in that aspect.

You hear a knock on the door, already knowing who it is. It doesn't take you long to reach it. "Why are you holding Fritos?" You ask, huffing a laugh at the weirdly large bag of chips in his hand as he enters your apartment and heads for your bedroom.

"'Cus I wanted Fritos." He answers like it's the most obvious thing in the world, flopping on your bed as you follow him to your room. You notice a few pairs of socks on the floor that you failed to pick up, doing so. "You know, I had to like, Uber here. You know how fucking crazy that is? Ubering to your place? Fucking embarassing." Chris complains, taking off his shoes and cuddling up in your bed.

"Why didn't you just ask Matt?" You wonder, folding your clothes. "Matt didn't want to. I need to get my drivers license, bro. Shit is getting ridiculous." He opens his bag of chips, and your head snaps up. "Chris." You warn as he looks you dead in the eye, a smirk playing on his lips as he slowly raises a chip to his mouth. 

"Chris, I swear to God if you drop a single crumb on my bed."

"I won't." He says, before dropping the chip back in the bag.

"I'm not hungry." He folds the chip bag and places it on your nightstand beside your bed. "You get what I mean though?" He asks, taking off his hat and running a hand through his hair. "Like, I cant ask Matt to fucking, I dont know, drive me to a hook-up or something." He huffs, exasperated from the imaginary scenario he created.

You sit beside him, nodding like you agree, grabbing the TV remote and opening up a streaming platform for movies on your TV. "Oh fuck, imagine I like, pull up to a bad bitches house in an Uber. That's so fucking wild." This time you laugh, "Ubering to get your shit sucked is crazy." You say, scrolling through the endless options of what to watch.

"You ever done that? Ubering to a sneaky links house or something?" Chris asks you, sitting up on your bed. You take a second to answer. "Well, I have my drivers license." You don't know why that would qualify as an answer, but you say it anyway. "But you don't have a car." Chris reminds you. "Right." You confirm, looking at your TV, pretending to be really interested in finding something to watch.

"So? Have you?" He questions with a chuckle, not really sure where you were going with that. "Chris, I'm a virgin." You grin at the irony. A second passes and he realizes you were being serious, his jaw drops. "You're joking."

You shake your head, turning to look at him. "But– you're like, a whore." He says, you scoff, "I'm not a whore?"

"Yeah, you are." He shrugs.

"No, I'm not. I literally just told you I'm a virgin." You put the remote down. "That's why I'm shocked, you would tell me about a new boy every week and then forget about them." He says. You pop a shoulder. "I just never felt comfortable enough with them."

"Oh." He mutters. "So you didn't bang?" He draws out.

"So I didn't bang." You confirm.

"You're nuts, you would say the most diabolical shit about them too." He points a finger at you. "I'm most definitely not." You push his finger down. "How old are you again, 19?"

"19 and untouched." You wink, he stares at you for a moment. "What? Can't wrap your head around the fact I've never been creampied?"

You watch Chris close his eyes, wait for a moment, then open them again. "I'd like for you to wrap your head around it."

"What?"

You two burst out laughing.

-

This movie was devastatingly long and the Fritos on the bedside table were completely neglected.

You and Chris were staring at the TV, both of you pretending to be interested in what was going on. Truth was, you both were lost in your own train of thought.

Chris had resorted to an extra pillow over his lap with his mind racing in all different directions. In his defense, he was human. Once you admitted to him that you were a virgin, he could help but think of all the ways that he could strip that away from you. How easy it would be for him to just bend you over and take that purity away from you.

It wasn't the first time he'd thought of you this way, he couldn't help it. You were gorgeous, and he got lucky with the fact that you were interesting. You were probably the only girl he'd met with a soul as beautiful as her face, that's what made you so special to him.

His eyes quickly darted to yours, who were watching the movie with such intent, he saw the screen reflect in your eyes, a new scene playing. The room was dark, the only light being produced was from the illuminated TV, keeping the place a simple shade of dull blue. His sight drags down to your lips. Your full, plump lips.

Chris wonders if you've ever wrapped them around dick before, sucking just as attentively as you were watching that movie. Sliding your tongue across the tip as you slowly pushed the rest in your mouth, your eyebrows arching as you began to stroke the rest of him. Even then, you'd still be considered a virgin.

You turned to look at him, feeling his gaze on you for too long. He didn't bother looking back, holding your stare as you tried putting together what he was thinking of. "Chris?" You asked with the same lips he was just thinking of. "Hm?" He hums, his eyes lazily back on your mouth, studying every word you form. "You okay?"

He nods, you furrow your eyebrows. He was definitely lost in thought. You lower the volume of the movie and he looks back up at you. "Are you celibate?" He asks, out of nowhere. You're taken by surprise, but answer nonetheless. "Not really?"

"Not really." He repeats on his tongue, as if testing the way it would feel on there. "Okay." He says, voice as low as it could get. "You were just never comfortable?" You nod, confirming it. You watch as his eyes slowly brush over every part on your face, eventually resting on your eyes. Through the enlightenment of the TV screen, you watch his dark pupils dilate over his blue eyes. "Would you be comfortable with me?" He finally asks, voice low. You swallow.

He had multiple strands of hair fly messily in multiple directions, some over his forehead. You raise a hand to neat a messy one on his head down, using two fingers to get rid of any potential knots, soothing your hand through it as he bends his head down, letting you. "Yeah." You answer. "I would."

He lifts his head up, his grin soft but undeniable."You wanna test it out?" You felt your heart cage within itself, but as the second passed you realized you wouldn't want to lose it to anyone else. You have been waiting for this moment for a while, a really, really long and dreadful while.You stared at his fidgeting finger before looking back up at him. A simple nod does the trick, and a hand is on the side of your jaw, guiding your mouth to his. You've kissed before, he knew that, but he was still treating you like a delicate flower. His lips pressed against yours and his hand was soft against your skin. You kissed back harder, licking his lips, forcing them open, insinuating for him to let loose.

Both hands go to grab each side of your face this time, kissing you hungrily as he moves himself from beside you to in front of you. Your neck is cranned up as he sits up onto his knees. You raise your hands and slip them under his shirt, feeling his bare skin as they slide down his torso. He pulls away, immediately taking his shirt off.

You looked up at him, his gaze lingering harshly on you as he stared you down. You bit your lip as he slowly grasped the bottom hem of your T-shirt. "Arms up." He orders, and you lift them. He takes the shirt off of you, bunching it up and throwing it to the side of your room. You aren't sure what to do, you hadn't exactly worn a bra under that. You cross your arms over your chest for some sort of coverage, but Chris quickly laces his fingers around your wrist. "It's okay." He tells you, slowly dragging your arms down. "Are you okay?" He asks soft enough to send a shutter down your spine. "I'm okay." You confirm, he leans down to kiss you once more, pulling away just as soon as his lips meet yours, going to take all of you in. Your body felt hot, your chest feeling as if it was steaming the way he memorized each of your curves. He looked up at you, making direct eye contact as he began to take one tit in his mouth as the other was being caressed by his hand. You throw your head back, surprising yourself with a moan as he begins to give you open-mouthed kisses, his tongue grazing over your nipple, validating its hardness.

His mouth begins to trail back up to your collarbone, leaving desperate kisses until he's reached your neck as his empty hand trailed down the side of your hips, his thumbs curling onto the elastic of your pants, pulling them down as he bit down a hickey. You gripped onto his hair, pulling onto the section that fell above the back of his neck as he distracted your mouth with tongue-filled kisses, but you were extremely aware of the hand that had slipped into your panties, two fingers suddenly pressing against you. You whimper.

"Everything okay, princess?" He breathily asks, watching your face scrunch up as he begins to rub your cunt. "So wet for me, how long have you been dreaming of this?" He tries to catch your eyes but they're sewed shut, the soft noises coming from your mouth giving him all the answers you need. His soft and lengthy fingers suddenly pump into you, and you gasp. "Chris." You utter, feeling him pump in and out of you as his thumb grazes harshly onto your clit. You flinch. "Chris." You moan louder.

"That's right, say my name." He says as he pumps you faster, his other hand grabbing the secure of your jaw. He wanted to feel your mouth back on his, he wanted to feel your moans and whines on his mouth. The clench in your stomach reaches an all time high and your hips buckle. Your stomach loosens and you feel your loud moans muffle harder by Chris's refusal to leave your lips, you feel him smirk under the kiss as you cum all over his fingers. "Feel good?" He questions, your nodding is instant and he laughs at the quickness of your answer. Your hand follows his hair as he begins to lower himself, kissing your stomach, thighs, and then your pussy. His tongue trails down your slit, his mouth collecting what had just been your orgasm. Your thighs immediately close around him, your legs going over his shoulders and crossing at your ankles. It was safe to say you've never been eaten out. Until now. And it was heavenly.

Your hands push down on his head, feeling his nose press against you and a huff of laughter giving your pussy a breathy gust of air. "So needy." He hums, licking your folds.

Embarrassingly enough, you reached your second orgasm, pulling hard onto his hair. He looked up at you, smiling with his teeth as white liquid drooped down them and off his chin. He fixes his posture, sitting up but still between your legs.

Catching your breath, you glare at him. "Still a virgin though." He sings the last word happily, memorizing the image in front of him as his hands massaged your thighs.

"You gonna change that or what?" You finally muster up a few real words, challenging him. He raises an eyebrow, "Oh?"

"Take your pants off for me? Let me feel you, Chris." You tell him, sounding awfully like a whiney, desperate order. The smirk is still playing on his lips, looking at you through his messy hair. "And to think you'd had enough."

"You promised me something, remember?" You palm his dick through his sweatpants, feeling him rock hard against your hand. Instinctively, he pushes his hips into your hand, and you squeeze his large size, whimpers sneak from his mouth. "It's obvious you hadn't had enough, though."

Chris wastes no time shoving his pants off taking it right down with his boxers. His dick springs up and you need a moment to register. Okay, woah.

"Finally fuck me?" You wonder. His grip on your hips were tight, as if he was keeping himself from suddenly ramming himself into you, keeping in mind you were trusting him with your virginity. "Finally." He confirms, the idea of fucking you in his mind since the moment he was able to form a thought like that.

He slowly enters himself in you, and your hand clasps around your mouth, trying to keep yourself from screaming at the sudden stretch. He clicks his tongue, letting out a series of curse words. "Fuck, you are so tight." You answer him by pushing yourself onto his cock as he holds you down. You clench yourself around him and he audibly moans, slowly rocking his hips back and forth. Each thrust was long, slow, and wet, you soaked up each movement desperately.

With his hand still holding onto you, he drops his head to look at the sin you two were participating in, guiding your hips in and out of him. Each pull rhythmic as he pushed himself deeper into you as you clench, trying to get used to the feeling. Your whimpers got louder as he went faster, hypnotized by the scene in front of him. He wanted to keep this memory locked in his head forever, how beautiful you looked sprawled against your bed, moaning his name as he thrusted in and out of you, taking away your virginity.

For a moment it all seemed too good to be real, and he went faster, wanting to see just how the narrative in front of him would go. The thrusts harsher and quicker, you gripped the sheets hard and your moans grew louder. "Taking me so well, princess." He hit your G-spot three times too fast, and you practically blasted him with cum. You tried warning him, but he seemed lost in his own mind. As if on cue, he pulled out the moment you came all over his dick. "Fuck." He followed that up with your name, finishing as his orgasm splattered on your stomach and chest, where he'd specifically aim it there.

He flops down on the empty spot beside you, both you guys attempting to catch your breath. A few seconds of shocked but comfortable silence pass.

He turns his head to look at you. "Good or nah? Wanna try again?"

"What, like, take my virginity again?"

"Yeah."

"How about we try a nice shot at my first ever aftercare, yeah? Then I'll consider it."

"Right, of course."

#chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #christopher owen sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #the sturniolos #sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo x you #chris x reader #chris sturniolo smut #chris sturniolo fanfic #chris sturniolo fanfiction #matt sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo fluff #matthew bernard sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #matt sturniolo smut #sturniolo smut

[nee-biter]

Miguel x Peter x Reader x Jess? 😍

Thanks for the ask, anon! 🫶 So uh.. prepare yourselves 😭?

Internship Things | Miguel x Peter B x Reader x Jess

You are Jess's mentee, Miguel's sugar baby, and Peter B's mistress all the while trying to complete your internship hours 😮‍💨

Warnings: transactional relationships, sharing is caring, cunnilingus, consensual non-con, degradation, age gap, cheating, honestly it's just dirty

Your university was one of the most prestigious in Nueva York and had ties with both the local government and the local superhuman establishments.

Being one of the top students in your course, political science, you were tasked to survey and work in an institution of your choice; for whatever reason, you chose to intern at Spider Society.

How did you know Miguel O'Hara? He told you they don't accept interns. "There's no room for a regular girl like you." When you insisted, arguing that all institutions can benefit from having their systems looked into, he offered to sign your documents and pay for your tuition if you just shut that pretty mouth of yours and become a decoration in his office.

Maybe he was joking, so you spat back. He didn't like that.

How did you know Jessica Drew? That same day in that same office, she caught Miguel inside you, your panties balled up and stuffed in your mouth. His cum on your stomach, but he was still pumping it deep in you; your hands were wrapped around his neck and your eyes rolled back—couldn't escape him but also couldn't resist him. Jessica watched, turned on by her secrecy behind the door before she eventually came in and yanked you off from him. "Stop breeding girls like cattle, Miguel. Don't worry, sweetheart, I'll treat you better."

She was such a caring yet stern mentor that you could forgive her if she sometimes had the need to lick your clit over and over again until you squirt on her mouth. After a long day of her missions and your paperwork, she would knock at your work space.

How did you know Peter B Parker? You caught him making out with Miguel on your way to inspect the weapons archive, so now you had to be in on their secret. And having only one secret to keep isn't enough, you had to be their little play thing now.

Miguel tempted Peter B to take you. For some reason Peter B can cheat on his wife with a man, but gets faint at the idea of fucking another pussy. Peter B gently assured you could trust him and so, when he finally touched you—a soft hand on your hip—you leaned into his touch and became pliable to his kisses. From your neck, to your collarbones, until your clothes have come off and his lips were on your breasts then your wet cunt.

"I'm sorry, baby, what's your name again?" Of course he only asked that once his cock was already inside you.

You were only three weeks into your internship, but the amount of times your pussy has been used between the three of them could not be counted on your ten fingers.

Sometimes, Peter B would make small talk with you and tell you all about his wonderful daughter that you'd been wanting to meet. But then the next minute, he would sit you down a couch and start fingering you, one of your tits being suckled by him. He asked you once, "Am I the oldest man you've ever had? I swear I won't be shocked."

On some days, Miguel would call you into his lab with a pathetic excuse like 'needing outsider perspective.' It's code for needing you on your knees, sucking him good but never once pleasing you back. As he buries his cock in your throat, Miguel would pinch your nose, further tormenting you. He likes to use you and he's making that clear. "You're my personal slut, I own you. I pay you."

Honestly, you have Jess to thank for taking care of you at the end of any day. She invited you to her universe once and rented a hotel room—"call it a work-related field trip." She would run a bath for both of you, ask about your day, before your two bodies would intertwine. She'd have you lean on the wall, leg up, as she lapped your juices. She'd have you on the bed, exploring positions until you're eventually spent and gasping for air. "Thank god you chose this place to work in. Can't live without mommy's princess."

When your school asks you what you had been doing in Spider Society, maybe just lie?

#if only my internship was like this smh #across the spiderverse #spiderman atsv #miguel o'hara #peter b parker #jessica drew #im right when i say the spider society needs good governance checks tho JDNSJND #miguel o'hara smut #jessica drew x reader #atsv #smut

[annathesillyfriend]

The times just keeps going faster, I swear 👀 I am awfully late this month, but winter has made a come back where I live and it put me in such a lazy mood (I might have or might have not read 8 books in the last 3 days) 🙈

To all the writers - I love you and I appreciate you so much!

To all the readers - please, share the fics you read and love. The reblog really makes the change! It’s the least we can do to show our gratitude.

Also, please, mind the writers’ warnings!

complex, complicated and clear by @vendettaparker

↳ three-shot, steve x reader and eddie x reader, i live for angst and drama!!

❄EDDIE MUNSON❄

saccharine by @whosjunglejim4322

↳ one shot, 18+, nasty in love is the best way to describe it and i love every word

simple rules (part 2) by @userquinn

↳ two shot, 18+, single dad!eddie x teacher!reader, this is all i need in life

with or without you by @nexusnyx

↳ one shot, 18+, Nyx couldn't write a bad thing if she tried, this is a gem just like every single piece of her work 🙌

❄STEVE HARRINGTON❄

we fight to make up by @lovebugism

↳ one shot, 18+, jealous!steve, we love a good make up

take my hand and i'll take yours too by @stylesparker

↳ one shot, best friend!reader, friends to lovers and i'm 😫😫

thic fic by @lucasnclair

↳ one shot, so adorable, made my heart grow 🥰

only you by @sunshinesteviee

↳ one shot, great fic 👏

ruin me by @babyrunsforfanfic

↳ one shot, i wanna ruin steve harrigton in any way he lets me 😌

this fic by @starryeyedstories

↳ blurb, THIS 🥰🥰🥰

love as sweet as honey (and lover, i'm hungry) by @stevebabey

↳ one shot, 18+, absolutely spectacular, an iconic mastepiece, 10/10 would read again

slick like summer by @upsidedownwithsteve

↳ one shot, 18+, i think about this fic so much, it lives in my mind rent free

warmth between us by @lilacletter

↳ one shot, 18+, where is steve harrington while i'm here freezing alone???

❄JAKE 'HANGMAN' SERESIN❄

abs sans brain by @sometimes-i-write-good

↳ one-shot, not gonna lie, wanted to strangle jake for better part of this fic but the end is just SHSHSHSHSH i love that man

flygirl by @starlightstories

↳ one-shot, friends to lovers, jake seresin take me flying, this is a need not a want!!

in sickness by @top-hhun

↳ one-shot, aviator!reader, jake is lovesick and some am i

just friends by @say-al0e

↳ one-shot, 18+, fwb to lovers, the "we're not just friends and you fucking know it' line will never not make me go mad

i just want you to like me by @adamstnheights

↳ one-shot, 18+, bartender!reader, fwb to lovers, another spectacular idiots in love story 😌

loving you is the antidote by @demxters

↳ one-shot, 18+, college!au, amazing story 💙

devil in disguise by @tongue-like-a-razor

↳ one-shot, jake seresin is a devil and that is a fact 😈

your name (on that coffee cup) by @rae-gar-targaryen

↳ one-shot, in the end all of us just want to lick jake seresin's abs and that totally normal 😌

it's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday by @flaming-tgmcu

↳ one-shot, the fluff on this one, my heart can't take it 😫

this fic by @katsu28

↳ blurb, this is SO CUTE AHH

the beanery by @callsign-peach

↳ one-shot, this was so good!!

friends by @callsignseagull

↳ one-shot, god tier idiots in love fic, a bit of a slay if you ask me 💅

❄MICKEY 'FANBOY' GARCIA❄

sin adorno o flores by @rae-gar-targaryen

↳ one-shot, 18+, ✨chef's kiss✨

❄ROBERT 'BOB' FLOYD❄

make me by @roosterbruiser

↳ blurb, 18+, mafia!au bob has never crossed my mind before but my lord 🤤😫

full of surprises by @withahappyrefrain

↳ one-shot, 18+, bob floyd surprise me challenge

this fic by @notroosterbradshaw

↳ blurb, i am YELLING yes i love it here

❄BRADLEY 'ROOSTER' BRADSHAW❄

i close my eyes and all i see is you and the small things you do by @jupitercomet

↳ one-shot, this is just so beautiful, stunning work 🥰

a litttle pinch by @tongue-like-a-razor

↳ one-shot, dad!rooster, CAN YOU HEAR ME SCREAM, this is just so wholesome 😭😭

home for the holidays by @mothdruid

↳ one-shot, 18+, fake dating slow burn, slay and a half, Abby ate and we have been fed 🙌

blue skies by @familyvideostevie

↳ one-shot, meet cute, this is so sweet i can't!!

tough luck by @//familyvideostevie

↳ one-shot, another meet cute, another banger

champagne lips by @roosterforme

↳ one-shot, I LOVED THIS SO MUCH 💙💙💙💙💙

that's my man by @greymoonfeelings

↳ one-shot, nobody says a bad word about bradly on our watch!!

this fic by @katsu28

↳ one-shot, you don't understand how much i love this 🤭

❄TOM HOLLAND❄

the end by @lauras-collection

↳ one-shot, go ahead and rip my heart out, Laura, why don't you :') the worst thing is that i will thank you and ask you to do it again after you're done 😅

❄BUCKY BARNES❄

dress you up in my love by @jobean12-blog

↳ one-shot, wonderful work as always 💙

the road goes ever on and on by @rocketrhap3000

↳ series, 18+, single mum!reader, beautiful story 💕

❄STEVE ROGERS❄

missing home by @anika-ann

↳ one-shot, part of the love on the brain universe, GG and Sparkles are life, i love them more than life itself <3

no strings attached by @viperbarnes

↳ one-shot, 18+, exes to lovers, such amazing work 👏

this fic by @heli0s-writes

↳ one-shot, 18+, this is just phenomenal 👏

#anna's fic recs #january 2023 fic recs #fic recs #stranger things fic recs #top gun fic recs #jake seresin fic recs #steve harrington fic recs

[leofrith]

41, 54, 65, & 72 for the fic writer asks 💕

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

A bit of both? I feel like I don't re-read things suuuper often, but occasionally I'll come across a work that hits me in exactly the right way at the exact right time and alters my brain chemistry. I'm also way more likely to re-read a fic that's like, the only one that exists about a specific character/dynamic/etc. that I want to read about.

54. What’s your favourite part about the fanfiction writing process?

I feel like it's a bit of a cop out for me to say it's the "coming up with a new idea" phase because of course new ideas are exciting. But I do love it, especially when I have someone to bounce ideas off of and figure out the details with. Also, new ideas usually start with a specific scene that I have in mind or dialogue that's just spilling out onto the page, which means it's usually the easiest part for me to write. And the thing you need to know about me is that I'm lazy by nature 😅

65. Tell us about what you’re most looking forward to writing – in your current project, or a future project

There's soooo much in my "Leofrith joins the Hidden Ones" longfic that I'm looking forward to, if only I could just work on it. 😭 I really don't want to spoil the details but I very much realize that Leofrith is a character who appears for ten minutes maximum in an 80 hour game and who most people have forgotten exists, so if I can convince people to give a shit about him via this fic, I will feel very fulfilled. And also if I can get people to buy him and Eivor falling in love. I'm telling you it makes sense and it's believable just trust me on this trust me bro--

Anyway. I'm really looking forward to writing more of the build-up to that relationship, which is great because this is a slow burn so there's... a lot of that. I also never expected Leofrith and Hytham to be besties but they kind of twisted my arm about it. And I love them dearly. <3

Also completely unrelated, but the version of the scene in which Eivor meets "Odin" for the first time in the Star Wars AU lives in my brain rent fucking free. I can fit so many fucked up Force visions related to childhood trauma and daddy issues in this bad boy I swear.

72. What order do you write in? Front of book to back? chronological? Favourite scenes first? Something else?

I write in whatever order comes to me first which. Kind of sucks sometimes to be honest, especially in longer works where I'll be writing various scenes that have like 15k words worth of missing connective tissue in between them. And I used to fight the impulse and try to force myself into writing chronologically but I've kind of accepted that it doesn't work and that's my process and it's not going to change any time soon.

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I posted 1,615 times in 2022

That's 1,615 more posts than 2021!

76 posts created (5%)

1,539 posts reblogged (95%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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@lord-kaira

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I tagged 617 of my posts in 2022

#spn - 71 posts

#supernatural - 60 posts

#castiel - 49 posts

#dean winchester - 48 posts

#destiel - 47 posts

#dean spn - 43 posts

#my question has been questioned - 38 posts

#castiel spn - 37 posts

#destiel spn - 34 posts

#spn incorrect quotes - 31 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#you're actually too powerful interesting and vocaloid to be dated by anyone. you're eternal and godly and no one can own you. you're a star

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Pirates Of The Caribbean - Will Turner x Reader (platonic)

Request: (from @gay-destiel ) ooh could you do a potc sibling!reader x will? mb the reader could have injured themselves doing something stupid and will is patching them up or something? dunno.. gn!reader used a/n: sorry this took so long, and it's still really short 😭😭 was this what you had in mind? it's how I took your idea, I hope you like it~

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"Again? Really?" Will sighs, as he cleans the scratch on your face.

You give a lopsided grin, "Well, what can I say? I know how much you love when you get to patch me up."

He sticks a bandage to your face, "What did you do this time?"

"Someone didn't think I could jump from the tallest mast of The Black Pearl and not be injured."

"Someone?"

You stay silent, "Me. It was me. I had to prove a point to myself."

Will chuckles, "Your an idiot."

"Ya know ya love it." You stretch as you stand up, and before walking off you turn to your brother and say, "I've got a few more points to prove to myself."

"Y/n-"

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12 notes - Posted October 26, 2022

#4

just harassed my friend into watching supernatural, feeling good

18 notes - Posted October 29, 2022

#3

~got bored so i put the winchester gays and their angel "buddies" in an incorrect quotes generator~

PART TWO BESTIES

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Adam, ordering coffee: I’d like a light roast. Dean: You're kinda ugly.

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Cas: It’s impossible to make a sentence without using the letter a. Michael: Despite your thinking, it is quite possible, yet difficult, to form one without the specific letter. Here’s one more to further disprove your theory. Gabe: Fuck you.

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Sam: Oh my Gabe. Dean: Don't you mean 'oh my god'? Sam: You worship your god, I'll worship mine.

HELLO- IM DYING RN-

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Michael: Swear words are illegal now. If you say one you'll be fined. Dean: Heck. Michael: You're on thin fucking ice. Michael: Oh no-

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Michael: If I had a face like yours, I'd put it on a wall and throw a brick at it. Gabe: If I had a face like YOURS, I'd put it on a brick and throw a wall at it.

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Michael: What's my sexuality?! I don't fucking know! I'm not straight, and that's all that matters. Well, maybe that's unfair to the straights. Some of my best friends are straight! Well, one of them. Well, I know them, and Dean is perfectly tolerable person in small doses!

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Cas: Dean, you're an asshole, man. Dean: You are what you eat Cas.

CACKLING SOBBING ON THE FLOOR DYING OH MY CHUCK-

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Michael: A mouse! Dean, pulling out a knife: Go back to where you came from or I'll stab you. Gabe, pulling out a frying pan: It'll make a nice meal! Adam, giving the mouse cheese: You deserve a treat, little guy. Cas, gasping: It's Ratatouille! Sam: His name is Remi, dummy. Michael: I was going to say to just trap it and throw it out the window... what is wrong with you people.

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Michael: *standing at the top of the stairs* What are y'all doing at the bottom of the staircase? Cas: I accidentally fell down. Gabe: DEAN PUSHED ME down the stairs because I refuse to pay THEIR part of our rent! Sam: Cas bet me fifty bucks that I couldn't reach the bottom of the stairs faster than they did falling down it, so I slide down the banister to get my money. Adam: I don't know how I got here. One moment, I was sleeping in my bed, three floors up, and then suddenly I was waking up here, just in time to get crushed by Sam.

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Michael: So... who's the big spoon and who's the little spoon? Cas: We're chopsticks! Michael: Well... that's cute! Michael: Does that mean you two snuggle together perfectly? Dean: No, it means that if you take the other away, the only thing the other is good for is stabbing.

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Dean: Standing next to sunflowers always makes me feel weak like ‘look at this fucking flower. This flower is taller than I am. This flower is winning and I’m losing.’ Sam: Wow, you are not ready to hear about trees.

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*Dean dies in a game with ships* Cas: This ship is no longer a ship of love, it's a ship of vengeance, a gavel of justice against all that is wrong in the world, showing no mercy, as no mercy was shown to us. Cas: The spark of love will now fuel the fires of destructive glory as I wage my war across the world with righteous fury. Gabe: Legend has it that Dean still haunts the ship, stealing my fucking drinks. Dean: Of course I do.

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Adam with a gun to Sam's head: What happens if I pull this trigger? Heaven? Sam: Bold of you to assume I'll go to Heaven.

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56 notes - Posted November 30, 2022

#2

got bored so i put the winchester gays and their angel "buddies" in an incorrect quotes generator here are the highlights-

why is there so much of gabe- ALSO THE GENERATOR SHIPS SABRIEL-

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*out grocery shopping* Castiel: *takes a free sample twice* Castiel: Robbery and Fraud. I am a Rebel.

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Gabriel: Why do you think I don’t like you? I do. I would kill for you. Gabriel: Ask me to kill for you. Sam: ...First of all, calm down-

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Michael: The odds of this happening by coincidence are vanishingly small. Castiel: I would say infinitesimally. Gabriel: And I'd say teenily-weenily. We all know words.

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Sam: You know, Gabriel, when you generalize, you tell general... lies. Gabriel: ... Gabriel: Are you trying to teach me moral lessons through puns.

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Gabriel: I am not a lunatic. I have the psychiatric report to prove it. A slender majority of the panel decided in my favour.

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Gabriel: Wait you like me? For my personality? Sam: I know, I was surprised too.

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Sam: Are you the big spoon or the little spoon? Dean: I'm a knife. Castiel, from across the room: He's the little spoon.

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Gabriel: There are some things beyond our understanding. We must accept them and learn from them. Because these moments of crisis are also potential moments of faith. A time, when we either come together or fall apart. Nature always has a way of balancing itself. The only question is, what part will we play? Sam: Did you just make that up? Gabriel: No. I read it in a fortune cookie once. Sam: Gabriel: A really long fortune cookie.

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Adam: Dandelions symbolize everything I want to be in life. Castiel: Fluffy and dead with a gust of wind? Adam: Unapologetic. Hard to kill. Feral, filled with sunlight, bright, beautiful in a way that the conventional and controlling hate but cannot ever fully destroy. Stubborn. Happy. Bastardous. Friends with bees. Highly disapproving of lawns. Full of wishes that will be carried far after I die. Gabriel: Edible.

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Adam: Go big or go home! Michael: Please, for once in your life just go home. I'm begging you. Go. Home. Adam: I'm going big!

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Sam: That's not funny. Gabriel: I thought it was funny. Sam: You don't count. You started laughing in the middle of a funeral because you started thinking of a meme you saw on Facebook.

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there will almost definitely be a part two-

PART 2

@gay-destiel ?

69 notes - Posted November 26, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Stranger Things -- Robin x reader

non-binary!reader used a/n: idrk what i did with this but yeah, its really short also this was my first time writing something like this, so i hope you like it! ^^

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Robin sighed, walking into your room. She flopped over to the bed where you were lying, and sat down on your legs.

"Rough day?" you ask.

"Mmf," Robin smooshes her face into the crook of your neck.

You wrap your arms around Robin's waist, pulling her closer to you, "I'll take that as a yes, then."

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requested by @alonezz on a blog by lyralit, not sure if this is what you wanted but I tried.

72 notes - Posted August 9, 2022

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