#i've literally never had anyone beta-read anything.

[hazbinhazmeinachokehold]

The gang + powerful overlord reader who is trying to reform

A/n: Tbh I don't have the strongest grasp on what makes an overlord an overlord but I tried. Everything here is platonic!

Warning: Very slight alluding to suicide. It's in one sentence and not supposed to be about suicide but I just wanted to warn y'all in case.

(Not beta read!)

You honestly didn't want to be an overlord. But if you had some power maybe the citizens of hell would leave you alone. And you were admittedly powerful. Which wasn't by your own doing, just like in the living world everything was down to luck. And you won the lottery. So you decided to spend the money and became an overlord. Just to lower the chance of demons pestering you.

It worked. It worked too well. You took out a few overlords, it was dirty. You caught them off guard in the middle of going about their life. You don't keep up with politics. To your surprise, you took out two heavy hitters. Which did result in people not pestering you. But not just that it resulted in them outright avoiding you. You didn't feel good about killing them, you just killed as many as you thought would need to make you noteable. If you had just killed the two it would have removed more unnecessary deaths that you caused.

People would literally light themselves on fire rather than be near you. Out of fear of what gruesome way you would kill them. Not that you would kill them but rumors spread. It went from you just stabbing the overlords to torturing them in the most messed up way possible. You being this insanely powerful and sadistic being. That was the only way they could imagine you killing some of the most powerful creatures in hell.

So it was like that for years. As you were walking around the death and carnage you didn't mean to cause. Amidst all the screams you heard a TV playing. You check it out and it was some sort of ad. You recognized Angel from Val. Whenever Velvet was the one to show up at meetings she would always manage to bring up her and the other Vee's social media presence. Which with Val would involve his pornos. At least he's able to escape from that prick sometimes. Despite the glitch he was somehow causing and his face being hidden you also recognized Alastor.

You didn't know much about your colleague's personal lives. You barely showed up at the meeting but this piqued your interest. But it was quickly cut off by the news.

"Breaking news in hell today!" One of the broadcasters, Katie, spoke, "We have just received word from the Heaven embassy that the next extermination is happening sooner than ever before!"

Well fuck you guess. You were never worried about exterminations. Not only did you have a safe area then none of the angels seemed to visit, if they killed you you'd be out of this dumpster fire. Granted you could go to an even worse dumpster fire but you didn't know that for sure.

But you were interested in whatever that first ad was for. Granted everyone was panicking so it wasn't like you could ask anyone about it. However, the news cut right back to the ad.

"Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!" A woman with an x over her eye spoke.

It cut to Husk (Who you've only heard snippets about from Alastor.) and Angel.

"Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel." Husk's eyes lingered below him. Clearly reading a script. If his eyes didn't give it away his monotone voice certainly did. "Can I help you with anything?"

"I've been a bad boy. And I need a big strong daddy to put me in my place." Angel moaned. There was a slight sigh coming from behind the camera. Okay ew. You were not trying to see porn while going for a walk. Just as you were about to walk away Angel spoke up again, "On the path to redemption!"

Oh! That sounded... quite nice actually. You didn't exactly believe in the idea. But a chance to get away and even a chance to redeem yourself was a very nice idea.

You went to the hotel's door and racked against the door. Which was kind of stupid. Hotel doors don't need to be knocked on but it still felt like the right thing to do. The fucking princess of hell herself opened the door with a somewhat panicky smile plastered on her face.

"Hello-" She bit her lip "One second." She left but left the door open a creek, "Vaggie it happened again!" She yelled you could hear the rest of what she was saying but you saw a red glow approaching the door.

Before you knew what was happening your hand (and whole body was being shaken by the Radio demon himself, "Why hello y/n!" His staticky voice greeted, "Are you here to watch this wayward adventure fail as well? Or perhaps you aim to entertain it?" Alastor unnerved you. While you were the same on power level he was unpredicted any vengeful thoughts he had were hidden behind his smile.

He was gently pushed away by Charlie. "So sorry about the wait, just wasn't expecting another powerful overlord." She vaguely gestured to Alastor, "So do you want to check in?" Her voice was cautiously hopeful.

"Yep!"

Her eyes turned the size of saucers, "OK! Great so um sorry I'm just so excited! You can go choose your room! A few are already occupied by our guests and staff! But it's pretty easy to tell which rooms are taken." She rambled. As she guided you through the hotel the woman with an x over her eye pointed a spear at you as you passed by.

A short one-eyed girl scattered around. The exact opposite of how she was in the ad. She stabbed a bug with a whole knife getting dangerously close to Husk being at the end of her knife in the process.

Angel glanced at you and any color his already pure white face had drained. Uh oh.

"One minute." You said and walked over to the spider demon, "Fyi just to let you know I also want to kill Val. Just say the word and I might finally be able to go through with it." You said in a hushed voice. He was still tense but visibly relaxed.

You soon found a room and got somewhat set up. You'd have to bring some stuff from your house tomorrow. But today you decided to just collapse onto your bed. While your first impressions weren't of a super chill place, it did give the impression of a family. Maybe your life wouldn't be so much of a living hell here.

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[hornyhornyhimbos]

"Freak Show" ~ E. Munson

Summary: In celebration of his last night on tour, Eddie treats you to one last round of phone sex. However, it ends much differently than you'd imagine.

Pairing: Rockstar!Eddie Munson x Wife!AFAB!Reader

Word Count: 1,469

Content Warning: MINORS DNI (18+ Content) phone sex/mutual masturbation, voyeurism, perv!eddie, squirting/female ejaculation, explicit language, mentions of foreign objects being in places they probably shouldn't be, not a warning but Eddie has a cell phone in the 80s because I said so

Extra Notes: yall this took me literally like two months to write but i am SO PROUD of how it finally turned out 😵‍💫

Originally Written: sometime in 01/2023 through 02/25/2023

Beta Read By: @rupsmorge

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Six months. Six dreadful, Eddie-less months had passed since you'd seen your husband. Since you'd been dicked down.

Luckily, it was the last day of his sold-out American tour. He'd be arriving early the next morning, and you'd already slipped into his favorite lingerie set in hopes of the festivities starting early.

In celebration, he'd promised to give you a real treat that night if you behaved. So, he called various times throughout the day, just to check up on you, and just as you'd promised, you had been obedient. You hadn't even thought about touching yourself that day in preparation for your last round of phone sex (hopefully) ever.

The phone began to ring, a noise you were sure you wouldn't want to hear for the next six months. Shaking yourself from your thoughts, you picked it up with fidgeting hands. You put on your best "professional" voice, even though Eddie called every night at the same time. "Munson residence. Mrs. Munson speaking."

"Mrs. Munson?" Eddie repeated, a slight drawl of exhaustion coating his throat. "How professional of you, baby."

"Sorry," you told him, "just wanted to make sure it was you first."

"Who else would you be expecting at this hour of the night?" he said, his voice filled with slight suspicion.

"No one. But I figured it would be better to be safe than sorry. Wouldn't want anyone else hearing those noises only you can coax out of me."

The drawl of your voice was enough to get him going, and you both knew it. He let out a long breath before teasing, "Is that why you're always waiting up so late for me to call you?"

You were already tempted to shove your panties out of the way and stick your fingers in your already awaiting hole, but you resisted, wanting to hear him say it first. "Maybe," you simply answered, your voice not far away from a whine.

"Well, if that's the case, why don't you put those pretty little fingers where you need them most."

There it was. And just like that, your hand slid into your panties, one finger toying with your hole while your thumb got started on your clit.

Next, he instructed, "Why don't you take those panties off instead of pushing them out the way, hmm?"

You stopped mid-thrust. "How did you-"

"I know you. I've seen you in this position before. Now why don't you do what I would do and throw those panties aside?"

You obeyed, sliding down your lacy panties and placing them beside you on the bed. Your finger slipped back in easily, collecting all those sweet juices Eddie couldn't wait to taste when he got home. Your eyes screwed shut in pure pleasure, though you were slightly angry that your delicate, little fingers couldn't reach your sweet spot like Eddie's could.

"What are you thinking about?" Eddie whispered, already feeling hard, but forcing himself to resist.

You let out the tiniest, little moan, and Eddie nearly came in his pants just hearing it. Fuck this, he thought, undoing his jeans and slipping a hand into his boxers. "Y-You," you answered, willing your legs to stay spread open.

"What about me?" he inquired, stroking his cock with ease. He was uncut, and you'd never seen anything prettier than that.

"Imagining th-that these are y-your fingers inside me."

He smirked, thinking about the pretty faces you were currently making. All naked and alone in that king-sized bed, wishing it was his fingers buried so deep in your cunt that you couldn't breathe. "Really?"

"Mhm," you answered, slipping a second finger inside yourself. You crooked your middle finger right into the spot you needed it most. "Oh, God," you let out, settling into the feeling it brought you.

You must've sounded hurt, because Eddie's next question was, "You OK, angel?"

You nodded, your middle fingertip gliding over your spongy spot with ease, now that you'd found it. "I'm all g-good, baby. Finally found my good spot all on m-my own," you answered.

He pouted, though you couldn't see it. His voice was thick as he let out a low groan, nearly on the verge of cumming already. "You won't need me to guide you anymore, huh?" he grunted, wishing it was your tongue swiping up and down his dick. "You can do it all on your own now?"

"N-Never," you breathed out, your opposite hand darting up to rub your nipple through your (or rather, Eddie's) tee shirt. "Oh, your hands feel so good on my tits, baby."

"Yeah?" he chuckled, considering placing the phone between his chin and shoulder and slipping a hand into his own shirt. "My hands aren't too cold, are they?"

"Just right, baby," you managed to answer, your attention now focused on how close your orgasm was as your fingers continued to work their magic. "Wish they were a b-bit cooler though. Miss your rings being b-buried deep inside m-me."

He stroked hard and faster, sucking in a quiet breath. "God, you look so pretty with my rings buried inside your pussy. Love watching you writhe when I keep them inside you."

"EddieEddieEddie," you strung together, your thumb working faster at your clit as your bliss approached. "G-Gonna c-"

"That's it, baby," he coached, his own orgasm fast approaching too. "Make all those pretty noises and faces for me, angel. Wanna hear you scream loud enough to wake the neighbors."

"I'm so close, I'm so close," you repeated, your walls pulsing around your delicate fingers. "Oooooh," you breathed out, working your fingers twice as fast, a now unfamiliar feeling settling in the pit of your stomach.

"That's it, angel. Let go. You know you want to," he said, quickly followed by a, "shitshitshit," as his seed spilled over his hand. "Good girl. Making me cum first," he whispered through heavy breaths.

The thought of his pleasure was enough to push you over the edge, your legs shaky as they tightened around your hand, your cum spilling out onto your hand and down the mattress. "Fuuuuck, Eddie," you groaned, working yourself through your orgasm, "I squirted."

Those two words were enough to get him hard all over again. "Shit, princess, you think you could do it again for me?"

"We'll see when you get home," you exhaled, your hand still coaxing you through your high.

As if on cue, Eddie smirked, "Angel, why don't you take those fingers out of that cunt and taste them for me, huh?"

Something about his tone seemed off, but you trusted Eddie with your life, so you did as you were told, removing your fingers and dragging your cum to your awaiting lips. "Mmm, so good."

You could almost hear his expression darken as he replied, "You always look so pretty when you do that."

Your eyebrows furrowed as you let out a deep chuckle. "I'm surprised you remember, considering it's been six," you paused to lick up the last of your essence, "devastatingly long months since you've seen me."

His voice was thick and rich as he asked, "You wanna know something, baby?"

Your eyebrows lifted as you removed your fingers from your mouth one last time. "What's that?"

"I'm outside. Watching you from the bedroom door, actually."

You tossed the phone back onto the receiver, grabbing your favorite silk robe and throwing it over yourself as you rushed to the French doors, pulling back the curtain to reveal—sure enough—a laughing Eddie.

You pulled him inside, slapping his chest hard enough he fell onto the bed as he continued to laugh. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"I'm sorry, kitten," he fake-pouted, trying to hold back another fit of snickers. "Just wanted to have some fun with you before I came home."

You slapped his chest again, his pecs hard under the taut, black material of his tee shirt. "Yeah well, you scared the daylights out of me so I hope you had fun."

He pouted, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you down between his legs, his cock hard in his jeans as it rested against your back. "I'm sorry, angel," he said, kissing your shoulder where your sleeve had fallen. "I promise, it was innocent. Not like I invited the guys to watch or something. It's just me. You know I'd never do anything to hurt you like that," he promised as his hand slid underneath your shirt.

"Do I?" you rebutted, a frown sitting tight on your face.

His lips met your skin again. "Yes," he answered, followed by a third kiss. His hand made its way to your boob, softly massaging your previously neglected nipple. "You want me to make it up to you, baby?"

You simply nodded, leaning into his touch. "I'd like that a lot."

EMMY IN HER PERV!EDDIE ERA????

i really can't explain what happened in my brain, but uh, it sure happened, didn't it? 💀

anyway, hope you all enjoyed whatever this was! lmk if you guys want more perv!eddie stuff bc i'd be more than happy to provide it 🤭

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[robinsno1lesbian]

Kinda modern day neighbor!Robin but her getting a strap/dildo that cums so she can properly breed you

older!neighbor!robin x fem!reader

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2869

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 18+ mature content (MDNI), implied age gap (reader is 18+!), strap-ons, fingering, oral, breeding kink, is this considered cum play?, dirty talk, reader is embarrassed about her wants but robin knows how to deal with that...

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: my apologies for anyone who knows me irl (looking at one specific person RIGHT NOW), you literally don't okay?! anyway, i've never written anything like this before so i hope i did a decent job? this took hours lmao also guess who didn't beta read again!

it happened once. and she never let it drop. once. and it had been an accident too, something that slipped past your lips before you had been able to comprehend the weight of the words. "please fill me up" you had moaned. one single time. looking back at it now, you're not even sure how you had come up with that. you had regretted it immediately, the embarrassment running hot through your veins even in your fucked out state. but you had hoped that robin would just let go of it. that she would pretend it never happened. she did not. ever since then, she would approach you from behind or lean over you while you were napping, waking you up with hot kisses down your back and the bulge of her strap between your legs. "want me to fuck you hm?" she'd rasp. "want me to...fill you up doll?" at first you would groan in embarrassment. but the more she'd do it, the more she'd tell you all about how good she would make you feel and how she wouldn't stop until you were all full of her cum, the more you felt a new longing for just that.

it is a sunny evening and you're dozing in her bed when you hear the front door. you turn to your back and keep a watchful eye on the door; you've let yourself in hours ago, just waiting for her to finally come back home from work. you can hear her soft chuckles, probably at the sight of your shoes in the hallway before her heavy footsteps make their way upstairs and into her bedroom. "hi" you smile sweetly, pushing yourself up on your elbows to greet her. robin smiles and steps towards you, pecking your lips in greeting. she hums at the sweetness of your lipgloss against her and brings her hands to your cheeks to hold you. "i missed you" you mumble eventually and robin quickly strips out of her jacket to join you in the bed. "yeah?" she rasps once you've gotten yourself in a comfortable position; your back against her front and both of her arms around you. just how it always begins... she kisses down your bare neck softly, her lips brushing over all the right places. you sigh, finally getting her touch you've been aching for all day long. "i missed you too" she says. "couldn't stop thinking about you...about touching you...about showing you what i got..." your eye fly open at that and you turn your head to find her grinning against you. "robin...?" "don't worry baby" she runs her tongue over the side of your neck and a broken moan falls from your lips. "just lay back and enjoy this okay?" you chuckle when her hands roam your sides, hiking up your shirt to touch your bare chest. thank god you chose to ditch your bra. her cold fingers pinch your nipples and you moan softly. "you sound so pretty" robin mumbles from behind as she rolls them between her index and her thumb. "turn around" you do as you're told and spin around on the blankets so that you're facing her. she's gorgeous; blue eyes meeting yours and an amazed smile on her lips. "you are so pretty, too...gotta get you ready for me yeah?" you nod and she slides her hand down between your bodies. the gasp falls from your lips in an instant and goosebumps rise beneath her touch while she starts unbuttoning your pants. "this okay?" already breathless, you just nod again. robin kisses you sweetly before she runs a hand below the waistline of your panties. you're wet already, you have been even before she came home, but her presence and her touch definitely added to that. you shiver as she applies pressure to your clit with her middle finger and spreads your legs a little wider. "you're so fucking wet" robin mumbles and spreads you open by forming a v-shape with her fingers. the squelching noise is music to your ears. you don't have to see to know that you're dripping. "fuck me" you moan when she dips them down to your entrance. "fuck me please-" "oh i will, don't worry" she chuckles. "but i gotta get you ready for me, pretty girl" robin pushes the hair out of your face in a sweet gesture and you're about to lean in to kiss her, but then she pushes into you and your mouth hangs open as a loud moan erupts from your throat.

"yeah" she breathes and nods her head. you arch your back further against her. she has pushed your top all the way up over your breasts and they are shamelessly pushing into robin now. she doesn't stop kissing you though, keeps peppering featherlight kisses over your cheeks and your neck while she works a second finger into your cunt. "oh fuck" you moan quietly. "take off your clothes" robin whispers. "i need to see you" you obey immediately and try to get out of your clothes as fast as possible. robin, on the other hand, strips out of her top as well and throws it aside, revealing the black bra beneath. she keeps her pants on though, for reasons you do not understand just yet. "you're so fucking beautiful," she says once you're all naked and spread out for her. "i'm so lucky, god-" robin leans in and starts kissing a trail down your body, sucking each nipple into her mouth and flicking it with her tongue before leaving marks of soft red on your inner thigh. her mouth is so close to where you want and desperately need her but before she can reach your center, she withdraws herself from you, leaving you whining for her touch. "robin please-" your grip tightens in the sheets beneath you. "please" "i got you" she whispers, one hand on your hip. "i got you" and with that, she gives your hip a hard shove, spinning you on your stomach beneath her. something in her demeanor takes a 180-degree turn from how it was just a couple of seconds ago. she wants you, wants to ruin you, and -god- you want nothing more. she presses your face into the pillows and lingers above you, her bare stomach against your back. "i bet you've wanted this for so long" she whispers at the same time as you hear the zipper of her pants. "i bet you fucked yourself to the thought of this...god i bet you looked so pretty when you came all around your fingers imagining they were my cock" you gasp at that, at the hint of what's to come. her pants are thrown aside as well, joining the growing clothing pile next to your bed. but when you try to catch a glimpse of the toy that must be attached to her body, she pushes you back down into the mattress. a desperate whimper falls from your lips and you grind down onto the sheets for some sort of friction against your aching center. "don't" robin hisses. "oh god okay- okay- fuck- m'sorry- please" you slur. "fuck" "don't you worry, just let me do the work yeah? let me take care of you...god, gonna fuck you so good" she taps your back gently, signalizing you to get on all fours for her. you follow her instructions and shift your weight onto your elbows as you lean your ass back against you. you nearly moan when the tip of her strap strokes over your ass. so she will ruin you with her strap. this confirmation is definitely enough for your heart to flutter in excitement. "r-robin-" you feel her hands on either side of your ass and jump when you can feel her tongue licking a long stripe through your wet folds from behind. her nails dig into your skin and she moans at the taste. "you taste so fucking good" she groans. "and you're so wet too..

she places a kiss to your already sensitive clit before licking through you yet again, your arousal gathering at the tip of her tongue. you can't stop yourself from rocking your hips backwards but her palms against your ass cheeks hold you in place for her. "i told you not to worry...i'm gonna take really good care of you" after lapping up your wetness for another minute, you feel her pulling back. by then, you have your face buried in the pillows, a steady stream of moans falling from your lips. "oh you're so fucking wet for me" robin whispers "you're dripping" and you truly are, you can feel the air of the room against your soaked thighs. "think you're ready for me baby?" "hmh" you nod, head jerking in what you want to be a nod. "good girl" she runs the shaft of the strap through you just like she has done it with her tongue before, using your wetness as lube to coat the toy. "please" you whimper when she finally pushes her hips forward. the first initial stretch is immense and you reach out with your hand to hold hers. robin gets the hint and smiles to herself as she links your fingers.

"feels good?" she whispers and squeezes your hand. "so good" you nod "so much- so full" you're almost certain that you won't manage a proper sentence with her inside of you. "want more?" "fuck yeah" you exhale shakily when she pushes forward some more and drives the toy further into you, past the first stretch.

"gonna take the whole thing for me? yeah? gonna take all of my strap?" her other hand runs up your spine, stroking your skin to steady you. "p-please" your lower lip is trembling with want "please put it into me robin, god you- ah" you cry out in pleasure and relief when you finally feel the base of the strap against you. a loud squelching noise echoes through her room as she pushes it all the way into you. "oh god- oh god-" "god you take it so well" she purrs, a hand still firmly against your spine. "i couldn't stop thinking about how your pretty pussy would look like around it...thought about it all day..." the strap is pressing against your spot just right and you're already squirming beneath her. it must be new, you conclude. it seems larger and thicker too, causing you to feel full of her in the best ways possible. "you like it?" she whispers. "y-yes" you nod erratically, your body all tensed up in pleasure. it feels so good, being so stretched out around her, but it's nothing to the sensation that washes over you when she thrusts forward for the first time. "oh my- fuck-!" you exclaim at the first actual thrust: the aching emptiness, followed by the toy sinking into you hard and fast again. but not fast enough, you decide, as you throw yourself back against it with each time robin pounds into you. "i- god- harder- please" "anything for you doll" she pants as she picks up the pace of her thrusts. her hand is still in yours but she lets go to place it on your shoulder, while the other sits on your ass proudly. "yes, yes, yes" you whisper with each time the strap hits your g-spot. your eyes are rolling back in your head while you lay almost entirely flat and take it. your legs are shaking weakly underneath you, they're the last thing holding you up against her. you can't help yourself but wonder where robin finds the strength to fuck you at such a relentless pace without getting exhausted from it. her breathing might be slightly labored by now, but you know she will not stop until you cum. and with how good she is fucking you, you know it's only a matter of time until she will.

you reach between your weak legs with your own hands and start flicking your clit at a pace that matches the hard strokes of the strap, getting yourself closer and closer to your release. you can almost scream at the new friction but try to keep the volume at a low when robin speaks. "are you close? hm? tell me? are you close to cumming all over my strap?" "y-yeah- yeah i- so close" you whine when robin slows down her hips. "robin-" "ah" she hushes you. "what did you say again? remember?" your face grows hot with embarrassment. here we go again. "robin i really-" "tell me" she interrupts "tell me what you said...tell me what you were begging for..." she is rolling her hips awfully slow now, close to stopping entirely. "i was- god- fuck" you rock yourself against the plastic cock, fucking yourself in search of any kind of friction against your g-spot. "come on pretty girl" robin runs a hand to your hair, holding it in a makeshift ponytail "you know what i want...let me hear it..." "i- ugh fuck- i was asking you to fill me up" you speak quietly. "what did you say?"

"robin" you moan at one particular good stroke "fuck i- fill me up. please, please, please fuck- fill me up with your cum" you're far too fucked out to feel embarrassed nor to even notice what you have said. realization only comes when robin leans in, her front hovering just inches above your bare back. "do you want that?" she whispers right into your ear. your sweat-stained face is red with humiliation because she knows the answer as well as you do, though you did not think that was possible until she speaks again. "do you know what's so special about this new toy i got just for you sweet girl?" "what- oh fuck" you moan at the realization and robin chuckles. "yeah i thought so..." "robin..." your voice dies in your throat. you feel dizzy and turn to look at her over your shoulder. that is when you know she wants this too. that all the teasing of the past weeks has been so much more than just teasing. that was her way of testing the waters to see how far you're willing to go. and now here you are, with this opportunity. "just tell me one thing...." she coos "do you still want this?" "i- god-" you cover your face with your palms "y-yeah i do..." robin smiles proudly and leans back so that she is towering above you again. "then beg for it" you didn't think this could get any worse -or better- but here you are. her nails scratch down your back slightly, giving you the courage to continue. you make sure to put the sharpest dip you can muster in your back as you begin rocking yourself against her. you're going fast, faster than you have before, desperately chasing your release and the feeling robin's faux cum inside of you. "say it baby" she hums, her hands on your hips to guide you. "you want my cum? need my cum so badly you're fucking yourself on my cock like a desperate slut?" "yeah" you choke "please robin- please fuck me. please fill me up! please give it to me" robin, who has grown slightly impatient to finally try out the capacity of the new toy, finally breaks. you can't see what she is doing, but something she does triggers the toy to do what she can't do herself. she pushes you into the mattress when your own orgasm crashes over you, powerful and hard. you convulse around the strap and scream as you cum. robin bends over you and pumps into you while you feel the sensation of the strap's wet cum shooting inside you. she doesn't stop until you're a whimpering mess, your limbs spread out around you, flinching with the aftershocks of your orgasm. "fuck" you mumble into the sheets "fuck, fuck, fuck"

"shhh" robin hushes you sweetly. "turn around for me sweet girl" you groan but do as you're told, laying down on your back so that her strap slips out of you slowly. you're panting as you spread your legs and robin puts a palm on each of your knees as she slowly pulls out. you watch her as she watches your cunt in amazement. "holy shit" she breathes at the sight "i did fill you up" you can feel the hot, sticky cum flowing out slowly but robin brings her finger to your entrance and pushes it back inside in a way that has your eyes rolling to the back of your head. still, you watch as she bites her lip and pushes her fingers into you a couple of times, drawing obscene squelching noises from your center. "shit- fuck- i love you so much" she mumbles. you smile at that, regardless of the pleasure that is building between your legs again after just a couple of thrusts of her fingers. "i love you too robin...fuck, come here" she nods her head and crawls up your body, your lips meeting halfway when you lean up to capture them. this is most definitely not how you thought this would go but...god you love it.

#robinsno1lesbian drabbles #neighbor!robin buckley #older!neighbor!robin buckley #neighbor!robin x reader #older!neighbor!robin x reader #robin buckley x reader #robin buckley x female reader #robin buckley x you #robin buckley fanfic #robin buckley smut #robin buckley smut fanfic

[johnslittlespoon]

It just makes so much sense that you were writing in 2013, you have the unhinged vibe that the golden fics from that era had.

I'm just here to compliment you really lol, mostly because I am giving a try to write a lil something for the first time and god I can only dream of ever being able to write as good as you. I've been writing poems and music for years now but i find writing actual coherent storys with characters and dialogue so so hard.

I was wondering if you have any tips, or like little rules you follow when you write.

all the love, xxx

🌷

I'M GONNA CRYYYY this was the sweetest thing in the world to wake up to wtf wtf <333 thank you SO much, i really appreciate this wahh my heart :'))) but also you are SILLY. don't compare yourself to others!! if we all did that constantly we'd never get anything written!! there are SO many authors i adore on here that will always have me chasing the "i wish i could write like that" feeling and it's a great motivator but alsooo at the end of the day. you gotta fall in love with your own words and characters and stories <33

and i feel that so much!! we are twinsss, i also started out writing poems and music and then realized i had stories i wanted to tell that wouldn't fit in shorter form, then discovered fanfic in middle school in the early '10s and it was all downhill from there LOL. truly such a golden era tho oh my god. growing up reading the hat fic and borderline illegible wattpad stories was certainly... formative!

yapping ahead vv (i don't have much advice bc i'm still just learning as i go but hopefully some stuff i picked up on can be a bit helpful!)

i have zero method to the madness when writing so it's a relief to know it doesn't come off that way LOL but i do have a few little things that i follow and i always look for them when beta–ing as well! they're pretty small technical things and they're generally up to personal preference, but some of them come from authors i admire and i think they can really take anyone's writing up a notch <3

i don't feel qualified to give advice because i'm just raw–dogging everything lmao i've never taken classes or anything, so take all this yapping with a grain of salt bc it's just what's worked for me!

– i try to use descriptors like "the man" or "the blond" or "his friend" etc sparingly. i wish i could remember the source, but i read a great piece about why it's better to just go with the character's name 99% of the time, and then i went through so many of my works to edit them and i felt so much more confident in my writing afterwards– it made a big difference in readability (imo).

ofc there are exceptions, like if the name of a character is unknown, or if there are too many names being thrown around in one sentence and a "the man" or "the soldier" etc just sits nicer. i definitely still use them occasionally! but it does sometimes put some distance between the reader and the story when those descriptors are used too often instead of names, so it's a good thing to keep an eye out for when it comes to flow. sometimes less or more or whateva ??

– sorta on the topic of less is more, i love challenging myself to show vs tell when i can! whether it's by keeping dialogue short and letting actions speak instead (can add to intimacy/realism– we communicate so much through body language yk), through metaphors (literally how my whole '#john egan is dog coded' fic was born LOL), or describing feelings rather than spelling them out (his heart ached vs he was sad, his pulse raced vs he was scared, you get the gist). you said you've been writing poems so i feel like stuff like that would already probably come easily to you tho! <3

– this guide on ao3 is great for smut writers! whether someone's a beginner or just looking for ways to elevate the filth, i found it really helpful, it's a fun read as well lol. it calls out stereotypes/cliches and teaches you how to reword them, gives lists of slang and reactionary words, do's and don't's, etc. i don't follow everything in it but that's the beauty of writing; we all have things that work for us and things that don't and that's so okay. :-)

– in the same way that artists use references to practice and find their style, you can do that with writing too! i know a lot of writers have a doc or note where they jot down stylistic things they find while reading that they'd like to emanate, or words they want to use, specific phrases, descriptors, etc. if i'm reading a fic and find an auditory descriptor i like, i might take note of it, stuff like that. sorta like a text document version of a pinterest board!

– thesaurus.com is my best friend truly. often going with the 'simplest' version of a word makes for smoothest reading so someone isn't taken out of the story being like wtf does that word mean lol but sometimes things can feel repetitive, or like there just needs to be a little bit more spice; i probs go back and forth btwn my doc and thesaurus a dozen times an hour tbh.

that's all i can think of rn and ik those are pretty basic so i'm sorry about that!! i really do just kinda write what evokes emotions in myself, and then i hit post and hope it translates over to whoever is reading too :') drawing from your own experiences if you can/really sitting with what the characters would be feeling in whatever scenario you're writing is probably the most powerful way to present what you see in your mind.

i have a hard time writing about emotions/things i haven't personally experienced, so i usually stray away from it out of fear of not getting across what i want to, but some people are great at winging it and putting themselves in unfamiliar shoes so!! it's again just personal preference really.

and alsooo be kind to yourself! i'm an anxious wreck every time i post any of my writing, i am very much not confident when posting new fics and i agonize over my docs so much and trash a lot of works, but i know at the end of the day i can't grow or learn if i don't get the words down, and i can't get feedback or gain confidence if i don't post. becoming your own hype man and giving yourself the opportunity to improve is essential <33

sooo much love and best of luck!!! lmk if you end up writing smth, i'd love to read it (◠‿◠✿)

#also tentatively offering beta services to mota/sb moots bc i love helping w fics <33 hmu #if i am not super busy i am SAT #this got so long WHOOPS so sorry anon #johnslittlespoon asks #johnslittlespoon yaps

[malicedragoness]

"Us Against The World"

The long awaited bj one shot that I've been working on and off since October.

This became more than intended and I absolutely love how it turned out. There's plot, their relationship dynamic, and of course some smut. What originally started out as a 1700 word skeleton turned into a 2600 word fic that I'm extremely proud of! I haven't written anything this long in awhile. It feels good to know I can still accomplish something like this.

And expect more Havik and Cori content! I love these two and will continue to write for them. Let me know if you have questions about them.

Thank you to the lovely @brittlecakes92 for beta reading and listening to me complain about my writing. And for smacking me around when I needed it!

#84 ‘Make-Up’ on my lover100 prompt table

Word count: 2,650

MK story tag list: @bihanspookies

Warnings: N/S/F/W, oral sex (male receiving), body horror at the end (It's Havik. But its not the naughty thing you're thinking!)

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“Let me take care of you.” Cori reached up to touch his face. 

“No!” Havik flinched away from her gentle touch, backing up against a tree. “Don’t touch me. Don’t touch my face.”

The last thing he wants is for his little thief to be repulsed by his burnt flesh. He wouldn’t be able to handle seeing the disgust on her face. Not from her. Anyone but his Life’s Blood.

His heart jumped in his throat when soft, delicate hands forced him to look at her. Havik tried to back away, but she held him close, placing her forehead against his. He forgot how insistent and stubborn she could be.

“This face will always be dear to me.” She murmured, her thumbs caressing his cheekbones. “It doesn’t matter what you look like. If this is what makes you happy, then don’t change it. But please,” her voice held a hint of desperation, begging him to understand, “don’t pull away from me.”

Havik let out a shaky breath. A lump had formed in his throat as warmth spread throughout his chest.

How could she still say these things? After everything he’s done. The people he’s killed. The asshole sorcerers he willingly helped to build literal machines to steal souls. Amongst all the other questionable shit he did for months to help Quan Chi. 

Why did she come back to him? Why didn’t she stay away when he forced her to leave?

“You shouldn’t want me, Cori. You deserve someone better.” His massive hands tangled in her inky black locks, holding her to him, breathing in her scent through his mangled nose. 

She deserves so much more than what he can give her. A better man that can give her anything she asks for.

And yet, his blood boiled at the mere thought of another man touching her.

“But I can’t let you go.” Despite his burning hatred of wanting to confine this tempting creature to him, he didn’t have the willpower to see her walk away. “Not again.”

“I’m not going anywhere.” Cori whispered, nudging her nose against his exposed cartilage. Half lidded eyes never leaving his. “Let me take your mind off of everything. Let me show you how much I need you.”

Her warm tongue peeked out to trace a line against his lower teeth, asking for entrance. Tentatively, Havik’s tongue met hers, allowing her to pull him into the warm cavern of her mouth, and gave him a gentle suck. He closed his eyes and let out a low, gravely sigh. She tasted so sweet. 

Their tongues swirled together in a slow sensual dance, savoring the way the other tasted. One of his hands pulled her in by her waist, pressing her soft curves against his scarred chest. While his other hand gripped her hair to tilt her head back, giving him more room to press his teeth against her lips and explore her sweet mouth, drinking in her sighs. 

Everything about her was intoxicating. The way she kissed him always took his breath away. Even with his past partners, they never elicited such feelings. The world drowns out around them into muffled noise. The only coherent sound is the beating of his heart, and the beautiful sighs he consumes from her. 

Fuck, he missed her. He missed every inch of her. He won’t make that same mistake again. 

Havik broke the kiss to capture her plump bottom lip between his teeth, nibbling the soft, pliant flesh. One massive hand greedily roamed her body, as if making up for the time they’ve lost, feeling every familiar dip and curve. 

Cori let out a surprised gasp when Havik bit down on her lip. A dark growl escaped his throat at the taste of copper that stained his tongue. He lapped it up with renewed fervor, mentally cursing himself for the pathetic moans he let out. 

The taste of her blood was like a drug! Stirring his cock to life and pressing it against her stomach. 

Why did she have to be so irresistible? 

Havik released her swollen lip, when Cori pushed him against the tree, letting out a sharp exhale of breath. The air around them charged with electricity and the heat of their rising desire.

“I said,” Cori started, an edge to her words, hand holding him by the neck and his clothed cock. “I’ll make you feel good.” 

Havik gave a dark chuckle, his jaw clicking together, when he caught that devious spark in her eyes that he adored. Oh, his sweet little thief.

The dark haired beauty trailed open mouth kisses from his jaw to his ear, sucking the lobe into her mouth. His hips twitched unbidden at all the lovely sensations she’s causing. Wet kisses travel down his neck, pausing every now and then to nip his scarred flesh. 

“Harder.” Havik demanded in a gruff voice. He hates how he sounds. So pathetic and needy. Only his goddess of chaos could do that to him. Make him feel so wanted. So alive.

A delicate hand fisted into his dark locks and forcibly pulled his head to the side. A shiver ran down his spine as Cori sank her teeth into the juncture of his neck and shoulder. Havik gritted his teeth and let out a guttural growl. The pain sent a jolt of pleasure to his stiffening cock.

“Is that what you want?” She grunted through her teeth. Those lovely lips sucking a bruise into his flesh. Her hands yanking on his hair and rubbing his cock, stoking the fire that’s settling deep in his pelvis. 

“Yes!” Havik whimpered as she pulled back and left another delicious bite in his neck. She gave him another and another, until she left him covered in purple bruises and a sheen of saliva.

She pulled back to admire her handiwork that he wouldn’t dream of healing from his body. The pain she inflicts on him would be displayed proudly and unabashedly.

Her lips trailed kisses down his massive chest, leaving behind a trail of heat in its wake, and continuing her sweet onslaught to his nipples. Sucking one of his dusky peaks into her mouth while she pinched and rubbed the other. Havik’s hands tangled in her raven hair, letting out gruff sighs. 

Being completely lost in the pleasurable sensations, Havik didn’t feel her make quick work of his belt, until his leather faulds and purple cloth slumped to the floor. The discarded weight made him feel lighter and more vulnerable. He chuckled.

The hands of a thief.

Her kisses continued down his toned abdomen and through his pubic hair, leaving feather light caresses over his toned body. Once on her knees, she pulled his pants down far enough for his thick cock to spring out, the cool night air making him involuntarily twitch.

His cock was thick enough to where her fingertips couldn’t touch when she encircled him at the base. Darker than the rest of his skin with a big bulbous tip. Three veins run along the sides, blood continuously pulsing through them, giving it an angry appearance. And heavy balls hanging below, filled with a vicious need for her.

To others, he is a monster with an ugly cock. But to the beautiful creature in front of him, he’s perfect. 

Cori gently glided her fingers down his shaft with a feather light touch, sending a shiver down his spine. A deep groan formed in his chest when her hand grasped him more firmly at the base of his shaft and stroked him to his weeping tip. The fire that gathered in his loins slowly built up with each stroke of his cock.

“Oh, I’ve missed doing this.” Cori purred. The thief glanced up at him through her lashes and smirked, as he watched her in anticipation. Smooth, velvety tongue licked him from base to tip at an agonizingly slow pace. Laving her tongue over his smooth hardness to cover every inch of him in her saliva.

“So beautiful.” Havik hunched over her short form, casting a menacing shadow. His large  calloused hands framed her face, pushing her hair out of the way. 

Mischievous green eyes held his gaze as her tongue darted out, teasing his slit with kitten licks and tasting the milky precum. Before enveloping him in her hot mouth, giving him a hard suck. 

Deep, gravely groans escaped his throat. He could never contain his noises, less so now that his lips and cheeks were gone. There wasn’t any point in holding back now. That sinfully sweet mouth felt so good!

The wet, velvety walls of her cheeks hollowed around his throbbing cock, slowly taking him in inch by inch, getting further each time. His thick girth stretched the corners of her mouth. Her hand moved with her mouth, covering the delicious inches she couldn’t fit, and her free hand massaging his heavy sack. 

“I just want to fuck a hole through your throat.” Havik growled. The heat building up in his loins got tighter with each bob of her head. His hands gripped her hair tighter, rubbing the silky locks between his fingers.

How did he get so lucky to have a woman so devoted, so loving, as her? 

Everyone always saw the scary hulking figure littered with scars. Someone unworthy of all the beautiful, free things life has to offer. 

Only she saw the real him. The only one who even tried to look passed his scars. 

Cori released his hardened length with a wet pop, and licked a stripe down the underside to his sack. 

“Ah, fuck!” Havik tilted his head back. One of his balls was engulfed into her warm mouth, her tongue curling around it as far as it could, sucking greedily.

The throaty moans she let out vibrated against his sensitive skin. She alternated between each of his balls. Taking her time sucking and licking, until saliva drenched both his sack and her face. 

Fuck, she’s going to be the death of him. Havik couldn’t help the strained sighs escaping his throat. The sloppy mess she’s making of his cock is getting him harder. Needier. 

Then he felt her hand lift his sack and her tongue traveled southwards. Havik let out a surprised groan and jumped when he felt her tongue tickle his puckered hole. He wrenched her back by the hair to find a coy smirk beaming at him. If he didn’t stop her, he was going to blow his load like a prepubescent boy!

Havik peered at her with glazed over eyes, adoration mixed with pleasure, and saliva dripping from his open maw. 

“Open your mouth.”

Cori stuck out her tongue to catch a drip of his spit.

A shudder ran down his spine. Why does she have to be so damn tempting? 

With a breathy growl, he plunged his cock into her greedy mouth, making her sputter at the sudden fullness. 

“You feel so fucking good.” His thrusts were rough and deep. Each one hitting the back of her throat, eliciting a gag. 

Soft hands, that are used to cracking open safes and the walls around his dead heart, desperately held onto his hips. 

“Just wanna pump you full of my cum ‘til you drown in it.” His throat hoarse from the ragged growls leaving his destroyed maw. He never means the vulgar things he says during their stolen moments of intimacy. But fuck, he needed to get it out!

The air was filled with ragged breaths and gagging noises as Havik thrust down her throat. Tears streamed down her face as she tried to keep up with his brutal demand for release.

“Why do you make me want you? Why can’t I live without you?” He snarled between heavy pants. The ball of heat was getting tighter in his pelvis, and he knew it was only a matter of time before he would release.

He can’t peel his eyes away from her face. That gorgeous face he got used to seeing when he woke up and went to sleep. Watching every emotion cross her face. The adoring smiles she sent his way. The cocky smirks when she rushed head first into a heist. The angered sneers when someone pisses her off. Even the way she cries was a sight to behold.

His heart clenched.

“I need you.” He moaned pathetically. 

Half lidded green eyes chanced a look at him with something akin to adoration and need. One of her skillful hands massaged his balls, while she swallowed around his tip. 

That was all it took for the damn to break. Havik’s body shuddered, a primal growl erupting from deep in his chest. His balls clenched tightly as he released rope after rope of white cum down her throat, Cori sputtered and gagged, trying to drink in every drop she could. Every nerve ending in his body came alive and tingled with a pleasurable electricity as he rode out his release.

He collapsed against the tree, panting heavily from the euphoric exertion, his now soft cock slipping from her mouth. His body felt boneless from the blessed ecstasy she brought him as his knees buckled under him and slid down the rough bark.

Havik felt his heart slamming in his ribcage as his body slowly worked on coming down its intense high, his breaths coming out hot and heavy. After a few moments, he cracked open his eyes to see himself face to face with his sensual little thief.

Her inky black hair was a disheveled mess. Eyelashes clumped together from the tears that ran down her face and stained her cheeks. Some of his seed managed to drip down her chin, mixing in with her saliva as she wiped it away with the back of her hand. 

“Beautiful.” Havik breathed out. She was an absolute mess. But he loved it.

Cori let out a chuckle and gave him a captivating smile. “I’m sure I look like a disaster.”

He reached up and jabbed his hands into his chest, blood splattering over his arms and abdomen. The sickening noise of muscle being ripped apart and bones crunching together, as he pried open his ribcage to reveal his beating heart.

The raven haired beauty watched him, entranced by the beating muscle. The steady thump, thump, thump of his heart was the only noise that could be heard in the silent night air. Slowly, she moved closer, almost as if being drawn in by the rhythmic sound.

“Touch it.” Havik murmurs, barely above a whisper. 

In the time that he’s known her, he’s never seen her hands waver. Always so confident and cock sure under pressure, her hands completely steady when she picks locks and disarms traps. 

And yet, as she raised a tentative hand towards his open chest, he watched it tremble uncontrollably. Havik reaches over, his hand dwarfing her own, and guides it towards his heart. It beats faster when she gingerly brushes against it, thrumming with excitement. 

“You see what you do to me?” Havik moans as Cori gently touches it again, not removing her hand this time. The look of pure affection and tenderness in her gaze made his breath hitch in his throat. “Do you see how much I need you? No one else has made me feel these..things. These..emotions.”

Loving green eyes turned to him, his heart thumping wildly in her hand.

“Cori.” He whispered, voice full of longing. “Life’s Blood.”

“Havik.” Tears beaded her eyes. She leaned her forehead against his, still holding his heart.

“I know you can’t forgive me for what I’ve done. But I can’t…I can’t let you go. Not again.” Why is he crying?

Her hand gently caresses his mangled cheekbone, forcing him to look in her eyes.

“I’m not going anywhere. I’m with you, through all of this.” She reassured him. “It’s us against the world, baby.”

“Us against the world.”

#mk character x oc #OC: Cori Graye #Cori Graye #Cori Graye X Havik #lover100 prompts #n/s/f/w #n/s/f/t #mk havik x oc #havik x oc #ship: life’s blood

[welcometololaland]

Hellooooooo friend 👋🏽

For the fan-related ask game: F, G, N, and Z? Please and thank you. 😁

(P.S. I am one of your biggest fans. You da best!! 💕)

SONIA! (As you know) I am a huge fan of yours too. So, I guess we are even! Thank you for the ask :)

F - What is the longest you've been in a fandom?

Look, I've actually never published anything for Veronica Mars but I think I've been in that fandom since I was like fourteen or something! I've never truly left in the sense that I stopped consuming the media (as I have done in other fandoms), in fact, I was watching season 1 last night, and I do read the odd fic! So, I think I'd say Veronica Mars for the past *counts on fingers* SEVENTEEN YEARS (minus the two or so years after s 4 where I had to wallow in sadness).

G - Who was your first OTP?

I think it would have to be Logan and Veronica from Veronica Mars. The first OTP i was REALLY REALLY obsessed with enough to drag me into an entirely new fandom was definitely Alex and Henry from RWRB.

N - Three things I wish I saw more of in fandom?

I don't think I need to explain this, but more diverse voices in fandom. As a writer and as a person, I think I could learn a lot from others especially when it comes to life experience, culture, religious practices etc., and it's a gift when someone in fandom is willing to share those things.

More interaction in DMs and asks in a way which allows readers to know creators AND creators to know readers! I was explaining to someone last night that my extroverted personality really manifests in wanting to know other people beyond the surface level. I get that not everyone wants to reveal everything about themselves online (which is SO valid), but I'd like to have more meaningful conversations with people and interact with more people. I love WIP Wednesday and Seven Sentence Sunday and all that, but I also love talking to other people about THEIR writing or their passions or their lives. I don't want to just talk about my writing all the time lol. This is an open invite for anyone to chat to me about LITERALLY anything. I promise I'm very friendly!

Appreciation for the people who make writers as good as they can be - sensitivity readers, beta readers, the readers who leave really lovely long comments or any kind of comment that is funny or thoughtful or kind. I love writers in fandom, but from my personal writing experience at least, it takes a fucking village, and I want those people to have their virtual flowers!!! I don't think I've nailed this yet, but I'd really like to develop that skill.

Z - Ramble about something

In light of paragraph (N)(3) above, I would like to make a personal shout out to YOU, @rmd-writes @athousandrooms and @celeritas2997 who have lived in many of my documents and put in SO MANY HOURS of work over the past (almost) 2 years. I really think my writing has transformed so much in that time. I can see such a marked difference in sentence structure, grammar, CHARACTERISATION and plot if I compare my writing from 2021 to now. It's actually very humbling to see how far I've come and I have to thank you all so much for helping me improve! Also, @dustratcentral for being such an iconic cheerleader. love your work.

(Send me an ask based on the alphabet)

#fandom alphabet game #appreciation post #veronica mars #logan x veronica #LoVe #RWRB #firstprince #beta readers #sensitivity readers #readers

[mollish-art]

HOW DO YOU WRITE SO AMAZINGLY WOULD YOU HAVE ANY TIPS I CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF UNPERSONS IT'S SO GOOD

eeeEEEEE thank you so much!!! That's really sweet of you to say - I'm so happy that you're enjoying the story so far!!

This is honestly the first I'm I've even attempted to write anything of this length before, so I'm amazed it's been received so positively.

I am by no means a professional writer, nor have I taken any creative writing classes or been to any workshops, but I'll just let you know what I tried to keep in mind, as that seemed to work for me! Take this with a grain of salt, though :)

When I was in the midst of writing, I was absolutely hyperfixated. The story was literally all I thought about. I only listened to the playlists I curated for it on repeat, even when not writing or drawing concept art for it. It was honestly a little unhealthy lmao but it gave me the stamina and inspiration I needed to sit for long hours and just write.

First things first: I wrote a really rough plan of how I wanted all of the scenes to play out, color-coding the headings by perspective. I even gave each segment heading names that were eventually removed from the final draft of each chapter. For example, here are the perspective titles for chapters 2 and 3:

And here is a random screenshot of some of the plot outline from Chapter 3:

I'd put random keywords in there along with media references and links to concept art etc to jog my brain as well.

This helped me to keep overarching goals in mind when I actually began to write the chapters themselves. I also wrote everything in order - I never skipped over writing certain scenes. That might work for some people, but not me hehe

What's very important to note though is that as I was in the middle of writing each chapter, I simply wrote what felt right. If something seemed to just work better, even if it went against my initial outline, I would write that instead.

Additionally, I constantly assessed my strengths and weaknesses. I feel far more comfortable describing physical and emotional reactions than I do writing dialogue, so I would always pay particuarly close attention to the dialogue I wrote when editing. I would often read whole segments out loud so as to avoid as many cases of "he-would-NOT-fucking-say-that"-syndrome as possible.

Also, I would take frequent breaks. If a scene I was writing just was not coming together, I'd stop writing for a while rather than burning myself out.

I tried to take into account some advice I heard from somewhere else as much as I could, namely to balance descriptions of the environment with dialogue, both internal and external. I tried to catch myself whenever I noticed I was dedicating a huge, uniterrupted chunk of text to only dialogue or only environomental description.

Another thing: I like using figurative language. A lot. Probably a little too much. But I like being dramatic and artsy (a bit like my characterization of Hetch, I suppose), so I would include a lot of metaphors and similes within my writing. I feel like it helps to paint more of an abstract picture and let the reader fill in the gaps themselves with their mind rather than to give too many minute details, as that can get boring pretty quickly.

Lastly, I revised my drafts many times before I sent them to my beta readers, checking mostly for continuity errors, flow, and any grammatical/spelling errors. I'd often do my revisions aloud to myself, as I tend to catch more awkward sentences that way as opposed to just reading it silently to myself!

Hopefully some of that is helpful :) Honestly, the biggest piece of advice I can give is to just get out there and write. I didn't know I was capable of pulling this off until I sat down and did it. And, most of alll, I was writing more for myself than anyone else. In other words, I just had fun with it! I didn't really care if people would resonate with it, all that I knew is that I enjoyed writing it myself. Thankfully, that seemed to come across! I'm still blown away by how Unperson has been received so far. I'm really looking forward to getting the chance to get back to writing it again!

#UnpersonGL #sorry for how long this is hhhhhh

[keira0615]

Looking for someone willing to beta read something I'm currently in the process of writing. 18+ only please, there is the possibility of NSFW in many things I write.

I've never had anyone beta anything I've written, but I just got out of an almost 3-year-old dry spell of writing stories & feel I am in need of one. I've just been second-guessing myself on a few things & would appreciate a second opinion & pair of eyes.

I write for a multitude of different fandoms, but hardly ever end up actually posting, or finishing things, honestly. 😅

I have literally filled up my one google docs account with ideas for fics & probably a hundred unfinished ones. 💀

I know I'm probably not selling myself as someone good to beta for with all this, but I wouldn't want anyone to hit me up for it expecting a consistent schedule of fics to beta, because I am honestly the worst at that. As the 3-year dry spell probably shows, lol.

I tend to have issues with moving on in a story, I am the type to explain everything in a situation as it happens in the story & then end up writing thousands of words on one part of a story. I would just appreciate someone who could read through them & tell me if it sounds goods, or be honest & tell me I'm rambling on about shit that doesn't need to be talked about.

Like I said, I write for many fandoms & am a multi-shipper for many of them. I also tend to write an occasional rare-pair fic. I honestly can't name everything off the top of my head, but if anyone is interested, just send me a message & I will go over what fandoms & pairs I write the most. We can also go over what you are & aren't comfortable reading, so I know what not to write/ask you to beta. I don't tend to write anything overly extreme or out there, such as dead dove dne, just for the record.

#Beta #beta reader #Please I am desperate #There's 3 pages of just Arthur & his horse #🙏🏻😭 #It's 6 pages now & I swear it's still about the horse #I have a problem #Is it a good read or just ramble AHHHHH

[kitausuret]

I have trouble with my fanfics. I never really like them and I’m not sure if other’s enjoy them. I don’t get that many compliments or votes. What should I do? I want feedback.

Hi anon! It's always rough when you're feeling down about your writing. For that first part, unfortunately all you can really do is - you guessed it - practice. Keep writing! I know, nobody likes to hear that, but you've got to first and foremost allow yourself to write something that sucks. Just get it out onto the notebook, or word document, or whatever you use. That's always gonna be step one.

Secondly, think about what you enjoy about what you read, whether in fanfic or in other kinds of prose. What about it makes it enjoyable to you? Can you make note of anything that you can adapt into your own writing? Your old language arts and literature teachers probably had the right idea, that the best writers are also big readers. It's all about learning and adapting!

For specifically your own writing, if there's anything you're unsure of, I strongly recommend getting a beta, or at least a trusted writer friend that you can at least use as a sounding board. I personally have never used a beta, but I have people I can go to if I feel stuck on something or need to run a part by someone. Sometimes you can even find them in fandom communities!

Which then leads us to the second part of your ask - actually getting feedback. Now, I'm not sure where you post. I don't recognize the terminology of "votes", so if anyone can clue me in that might be helpful LOL. I personally do not post my fics outside of Ao3 and Tumblr. In the past I've also used FF.net and DeviantART. I have by far gotten the most feedback on Archive of Our Own, followed by fanfiction.net, but again, I don't use the latter anymore. I really like Ao3 so if you don't already, you might try posting there.

I also don't know what kind of fics you write, if it's with popular characters or a rarepair, if it's a huge fandom or a tiny one, on and on. Feel free to come off anon if you're comfortable and we can discuss this further. But I definitely collected my small handful of readers by simply being active in fandom - and by leaving feedback/communicating with other writers. I also would encourage you to look into fandom events, exchanges, Big Bangs, even just fandom weeks! There are lots of low-stress ways to almost guarantee more feedback.

Now, if you're like me, and you're literally creating the tags you want to see in the world, there may not be others that you know of yet. BUT, frequent communication and leaving feedback on works that are maybe similar to your own can help build relationships! I also love joining fandom Discords because a ton of them at least have a writing/fic channel.

Almost every single writer I've traded feedback with, I either met through commenting on multiple of their fics, finding them through fandom tags on Tumblr, or meeting them in a Discord server. Usually one of the above feeds into the other two. It's scary sometimes but putting yourself out there really does lead to more feedback and encouragement.

Finally, you have to accept that not all of your fics will take off. Even the ones you're really proud of. Hell, I just made a post about that yesterday. Typically, it's not that what you're making is bad or poorly written. Sometimes it's just niche. Sometimes it's just not what people click on when they're going through the tag. That's why it's important to, as much as you can, write for yourself.

Bottom line, keep practicing, reach out to friends for feedback, hang out with other writers, and get active! Above all, though, have fun. I know it sounds silly, but when you're doing something for free, please make sure that ultimately you're enjoying it. You have one guaranteed reader: yourself!

#long post #kita talks writing #anon #anonymous #writing advice #i feel like maybe i was not qualified to answer this question actually LMAO #i am not a very popular writer #like i am kind of the definition of a niche fanfic author... #i write short fics and rare ships #everything i do is wholly self-indulgent even when it's a gift fjkdla;s #but if you are comfortable please feel free to come off anon and say hiiiii i promise i don't bite 💖 #asked and answered

[ireallysawanangel]

2022 Writing Self Evaluation

i was tagged by @louistomlionson and @alwaysxlarrie tysm! i wanted to do this but no one was tagging me dafhdsajk so thank you!

1. Number of stories posted to AO3 this year: 7!

2. Word count posted for the year: 197,000 🙃 what???

3. Fandoms I wrote for: one direction

4. Pairings: larry the only pairing i write

5. Story with the most: i'm not surprised that mistletoe's for two is first place for all of these fdahjdsa

Kudos: 384

Bookmarks: 203

Comments: 525 i realize half of these are my own since i reply to every comment, but still the most comments I've gotten on any fic ever

6. Work I’m most proud of (and why):  it's a toss up between mistletoe's for two and to have touched the sun bc both are something that i had never done before and i'm so proud of how they turned out and they were so much fun to write

7. Work I’m least proud of (and why): oh definitely one minute old i hate everything about it fdshajfh

8. Share or describe a favorite review you received: literally every single comment i got on my advent fic 🥰 (well except for the two that probably didn't mean to be rude but they definitely came off that way fhdsajfsj) everyone was so nice and encouraging and it just warmed my little heart so so much

9. A time when writing was really, really hard: writing is hard for me literally every single time i do it sfhdjaskf

10. A scene or character you wrote that surprised you: probably the entirety of my abo fic i was really pleased with how those characters came out

11. A favorite excerpt of your writing: i am too self-conscious to post anything i write on here fdskjs and it'd be far too hard to pick a favorite

12. How did you grow as a writer this year: i guess i branched out a bit and wrote things i had never tried before

13. How do you hope to grow next year: don't know if i will tbh

14. Who was your greatest positive influence this year as a writer (could be another writer or beta or cheerleader or muse etc etc): no one. i write completely alone. not by choice just bc i don't have friends ghjsk

15. Anything from your real life show up in your writing this year: i don't think so

16. Any new wisdom you can share with other writers: write what you want to write, if it makes you happy and you enjoy writing it that's what really matters. don't stress yourself out and take breaks!

17. Any projects you’re looking forward to starting (or finishing) in the new year: i want to write more for my marcel series. it doesn't do nearly as well as my other fics, but i just love those characters so much and i want to expand on their story a bit. i already have a few ideas for them, but if i will actually go through with it and write it is still up in the air.

18. Tag some writers whose answers you’d like to read. i don't have anyone to tag bc i don't have any writer friends and I'm sure everyone has already done this anyway ☺️

#tagged things

[clankitsfanfiction]

would anyone want to beta-read a disco elysium harry x kim fic I’m writing...    👉👈 by beta-read I mean I send you a link, you read it, and let me know if anything sucks... message me if interested  🥺

#disco elysium #not a fic #i've literally never had anyone beta-read anything. #but i feel like this fic needs a look-over #please. do not feel afraid to message me. i am a scaredy-cat myself

[sugamamacustard]

Feed Me

Pairing: Alpha! Keiji Akaashi X Omega! Reader, Alpha! Wakatoshi Ushijima x Omega! Reader, Alpha! Rintaro Suna x Omega! Reader

Genre: Fluff

Request: Ooooo what about when Alphas 🐘 ( maybe akaashi, ushijima, rin and kuroo) find out that their omega has not been eating enough like (their only eating little things like granola bars or fruit) so their upset that they had to find out through someone else and they scold them for that but then their told that they have gain some weight and that gets them even more upset because they think their perfect etc.

Summary: Some times, people do things because it’s what they think is best. You don’t tell your alpha about some weight gain you’ve noticed, and try taking care of it yourself because of this.

Author’s Note: Hey, you. Yeah you. The beautiful person reading this? You are perfect. You are worth it. Your feelings are valid and you shouldn’t feel bad about having them. You are so amazing, and even if I don’t know you, I am so proud of you. You are so strong for making it so far. Keep going. Never change. :) Also your nice comments? Literally my dose of serotonin

did I mention my OC one or twice? Yes. Am I sorry? No. Also, idk if anyone is curious, but Yuka doesn't actually go to Shiritorizawa but whatever.

Requests: Closed!

Buy me a coffee?

Trigger Warning: Mentions of (Semi?) Starvation.

Keiji Akaashi

➵Now, Keiji is pretty on top of omega and significant other care.

➵ Like, weirdly so. It's honestly kind of creepy?

➵ In an endearing way.

➵ He always says 'Bokuto-Kun prepared me in a way.'

➵ Honestly, he loves doing this for you too!

➵He loves caring for you so much.

➵ Like I firmly believe Akaashi's love language is acts of service.

➵ So things like bringing you food, leaving sweet notes in your locker, helping you with your homework.

➵ He lives for doing these things.

➵ Especially feeding you snacks and things.

➵ It made his inner alpha purr because that meant he was caring for you. Providing for you.

➵ Being the very thing that made him worthy of an alpha.

➵ Prove that he could continue being the alpha you needed and wanted.

➵ Unfortunately, there were downsides.

➵ Your hips had the beginnings of small love handles, a little more chub on you tummy, thighs a little squishier.

➵ Let's not lie, Keiji absolutely adored this, by the way.

➵ I also think one of his biggest kinks is praise

➵ He makes sure you know how loved and how perfect you are.

➵ It's sometimes hard to believe him though.

___

"Y/N?"

You hummed an acknowledgment at Keiji's call, typing the final words to your essay before turning to look at your beautiful alpha- Sometimes you questioned how you hooked him. His gorgeous emerald eyes shining with love and adoration.

"I'm gonna go run and pick up some supper, what would you like beloved?" He came up to squeeze and massage your shoulders, leaning down as he pressed a small peck to your temple, your purr a sweet melody to his ears.

You swallowed behind your purr, trying to hide the small panic in your eyes. Your mind instantly flashed to your reflection this morning, how you pinched your hips with a frown. You already had been slowing down on the snacks, and fast food made you shiver.

"I-I'm okay for now, Keiji. Thank you though." You smiled, nonetheless, holding Keiji's cheek in your hand. He quirked a brow, frowning slightly before nodding lowly. Another peck was pressed to your cheek before he left, ordering your favorite from the diner he took you to for your first date.

-

"Beloved, I'm back." Keiji called, once more tearing you away from your essay; you were always thankful for the distraction though. He set down the take out bag, taking out the top box and handing it to you before shrugging off his jacket.

"Keiji? I said I was okay-"

"I didn't believe you. Now come on, you need to take a break and I'm touch starved." The raven didn't even look behind at you before pulling out his own box, dragging your rolley-chair to the bed. He pulled his sweater over his head, handing that to you as well before giving you a sweet peck.

His eyes locked with yours. Your breath hitched. So many silent words swam in his eyes, asking you, demanding you, to tell you what was wrong.

"I just- I've gained a little weight lately and-"

"And? My love, you are just as gorgeous as the day I met you. Nothing is wrong with a little weight, even if I think you're foolish to think you've gained weight. Never think otherwise. Even if you do, let me know, my job as your alpha and boyfriend is to make sure you feel as good as possible no matter what."

He slipped the sweater over your head, rehanding you your meal that he took from you momentarily, running a hand through your hair.

"Your my beautiful omega. Nothing should keep you from your happiness."

Wakatoshi Ushijima

➵Unlike Akaashi, Wakatoshi is little more...Hesitant (In a way) when it comes to omegan care.

➵ He never really learned how to? Ya know?

➵ Both his parents were alphas, and he was never around omegas consistently enough to learn.

➵and it's not like you were a volleyball that he could use the same techniques to up-keep.

➵ He also couldn't ask his team.

➵ Well, he could, but only one other person on his team had an omega. (It was Satori and his advice, though helpful, could only go so far.)

➵ He was doing good though, especially with you holding his hand through the entire thing.

➵ The first time he noticed something was up was when you didn't show up to lunch-- texting him a picture of you in the library, tongue poking out as you held up a peace sign to assure him you were okay.

➵ When he brought it up to Satori, who had his own omega (A small, but fiery brunette named Yuka) leaning on his side as she played some sort of phone game on his phone (Mama's slusheria? He thinks?) .

➵He explained he didn't know what was going on with you while Satori listened with a hum before giving him a sad smile. "Sorry I can't help you further Ushi-waka, but as you can see-" He slid his unfinished lunch towards Yuka, who popped one of the Dango skewers into her mouth without looking up. "I'm not very familiar with the problem."

➵ He offered his help as much as he could nonetheless.

➵ He slowly began to pick up on smaller things, locking them in his steel trap.

➵ Like a good boy :)

➵ He put hours of research into omegas after this (not that he hadn't previously). Keeping strenuous notes beside him.

➵ They were colorful and highlighted :)

➵ And he followed the advice that 'Mommy Luna-boo' posted on the blog he found like a goddamn Mantra. ('Sometimes Omegas need a little more love! Their bodies, especially during high school years, will change a lot! They may feel a little down! As an alpha, make sure you remind them how beautiful they are!')

➵She was mother Theresa and he was her follower.

➵ Well after he followed you.

➵and after he made sure you were feeling better

___

"Omega?"

"Toshi."

Walking into your dorm room, Wakatoshi set down a small bag filled with goodies. He set it down on your bed as he sat down as well, watching you carefully.

When you gave him a small smile with a quirked brow, he took a deep breath, remembering everything Tendou had coached him through.

"Have you been eating enough lately?"

You sucked your tongue at the question, shuffling your shoulders. Truth be told you had been missing out on a few lunches after noting a few extra pounds you hadn't noticed earlier. You never meant to worry him, that was never your intention, but it seemed the world was working against you. You had no clue where to go from here. If you told him the truth that would do nothing but worry him, but lying was never good in any form of relationship.

Your hesitance to tell him was more than enough though, as his larger lands encased your own, holding them tightly.

"Why?" His tone wasn't accusatory nor was it angry in the slightest. Genuine curious if anything. If he could get to the bottom of the root of the problem, he could prevent it from happening in the future. Right?

"I- I just...Noticed a few extra pounds and-"

"That's it?"

You looked up to him with a tilted head, like a lost puppy. "What do you mean that's it?"

Pulling you closer, Wakatoshi effortlessly pulled you onto his lap, using one hand to dig through the bag beside him while the other wrapped around your hips. He pulled out a few of your favorite snacks laying them out in front of you.

"That's, in my opinion, a silly thing to worry about. If you feel that's a big problem, I can offer my services to you in any way you wish-- whether it be support or as help, it is my job to be there for you." He nuzzled your scent gland, voice rumbling against your shoulders.

You purred in response, leaning back onto your alpha.

Rintaro Suna

➵ Suna is a lot like Akaashi in the sense that he has incredible observational skills as an alpha.

➵ His eyes are like sniper scopes.

➵ The minute something is wrong, he's on it.

➵ Like he looks aloof but he's not.

➵ He had notes.

➵ So hiding something from him is not easy at all.

➵ But you two most likely ended up together because you gave him a run for his money.

➵ You made him work at being an alpha.

➵ And he loved you for that.

➵ It did come back to bite him in the ass though.

➵ The only reason he heard about this was because the betas at Inarizaki were loud mouths.

➵ Honestly he learned so much tea from them.

➵ Like this third year was sleeping with a first year because she planned on baby trapping him and-

➵ It was wild.

➵Though most times it was nothing more than a source of entertainment for you and him to laugh about.

➵This time the gossip was actually useful.

➵ He wasn't thrilled they were talking about you, but provided some very useful information.

➵ And he was set into action.

➵ typing a few things onto his phone he set out to find you.

___

"Rin, I said I'm not hungry-"

"I know and I'm making the executive decision to ignore you."

He squinted his eyes at the carefully written instructions in front of him, sending a silent thanks to Atsumu's mate Haruka. (;)) She had written a step by step instruction sheet to making Onigiri while also dropping off all the ingredients (Pre-prepped). The only reason she didn't make it was because Suna's alpha, no matter how much he trusted her, wouldn't have let it near you.

"Rintato-"

"Look, Y/N. I love you, you know that. You know a lot of things, you're my smart little omega. So you must also know this isn't good, right?" Sliding a plate of, albeit mediocre, onigiri towards you, Rintaro focused his gaze on you.

"You know this, eh?"

You swallowed before grabbing one of the triangles, nibbling on the top in an attempt to appease your alpha. His sharp gaze still focused on you, making you shiver as he rounded around the counter. He turned you around so you were facing him, his hands holding your hips.

"You know this."

You wilted under his expectant gaze, knowing what he wanted from you. "I know this."

He smirked, leaning to take bite from your snack, licking his lips as he did. "Good omega."

"Rintaro that's mine!"

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[katamace]

Raven!Neil a/b/o au

Literally just the Au that no body asked for.

Background:

· Mary is killed before she can get Neil out and he is sold to the Moriyama’s

· Neil spends 5 years in the Nest before presenting as an omega at 16

· Jean, who’s a Beta, wakes up to his partner presenting as an Omega and immediately goes to Tetsuji

· Tetsuji won’t let him go on suppressants because he doesn’t want the side effects to impact his performance, but Neil also knows the consequences of letting his heat and him being an omega effect his training

· I think the Ravens wouldn’t recruit Omega’s because their bigoted

· Tetsuji shoves scent blockers at him and tells him to take care of it

· Neil suffers through his first heat, while continuing his normal Raven schedule

· After his first cycle, Neil does everything in his power to block out any omega instincts, and everyone just assumes he’s a Beta.

· Jean tries to help him by scent marking in the privacy of his room, but Neil says that it just makes it harder to go back to suppressing everything in the morning.

· This goes on for 2 years (3 more heats – every 6 months) then Kevin leaves (they weren’t super close outside of the Court).

· Sidenote: my headcanon is that heats in the omegaverse aren’t inherently sexual, the omega is just driven a bit more by their designation. In a normal instance the omega will have the urge to make a nest, scentmark their friends and family, just generally indulge in their comforts. When they can’t do these things for some reason, it causes distress and makes them anxious, etc.

· After Riko takes more interest in tormenting Neil because he doesn’t have Kevin to focus on and it gets harder to hide his designation.

· When Neil turns 18, Ichirou comes to the Nest on business (I imagine just generally learning about the Empire for when he takes over) and Neil pleads his case to leave the Nest (

· Despite the punishments he had to endure, Neil slowly let his performance drop as time went on, so he wouldn't seem like such a valuable asset to the team. And so he pleads his case, knowing damn well that the Moriyama's and Ravens are biases against omegas and very traditional(1. He’s an Omega 2. His performance has been dropping since he presented almost two years ago 3. He could still go play for Palmetto State and give the Moriyama family 80% of his professional earning if he gets recruited)

· Ichirou refuses to admit it, but he has a soft spot for omegas and he’s low key kind of pissed his uncle knew this kid was an Omega and didn’t do anything to get him in a better environment. "I mean honestly, you can smell in the kids scent how consistently he’s been stressed over the years."

· Ichirou warns Nathan to stay the fuck away from him so none of that happens (b/c the ultimate goal here is to get Omega Raven Neil all the love and care he deserves, not to traumatize him more)

· And so Neil goes to Palmetto, talks to Kevin (who’s very shocked to find out Neil is an Omega) and Wymack and he’s on the team

· Andrew is so fucking ready to hate this Raven that’s coming onto their team, into their pack, but then he smells him…and fuck if his scent isn’t soaked in years of stress and anxiety, and paranoia

· So…Andrew keeps his distant and is his usual moody dark self, but he isn’t outright hostile cause contrary to popular belief he’s not a monster

· Cue Neil settling in, his scent starts to mellow out, and he stops taking the scent blockers cause his scent going back to normal means it doesn’t immediately make other people uncomfortable and anxious to comfort him and figure out what's wrong

· The foxes adore him and he doesn’t know what to do about it

· Seth doesn’t die, but also Seth isn’t as much of a dick. He’s still kind of an asshole, but he’s not outright cruel or malicious. Seth would be a ride or die if anyone tried to fuck with his pack other than him, and I will fight you on that (I've read enough redemption arc fanfiction for Seth that I've slowly started to like him)

· Andrew was never on his drugs. When he attacked those guys for attacking Nicky it was justified because they were trying to assault an omega and Andrew was just protecting someone he considered his pack.

· The events of The Kings Men doesn’t happen and the assault over Thanksgiving never happens. I guess you could still imagine that Riko still sets it up to get back at Neil and Kevin for leaving the Nest, but I don't imagine the assault happening or Drake getting as far as he did in the book, because a little angst is nice, but not that much

· Also, concerning Drake and how Andrew grew up, I think that Drake would always taunt him about how he would ‘make such a good Omega when he grew up’. I don’t think they ever mentioned what the age gap between Andrew and Drake was, but I imagine he was at least over 16 and presented

Designations

Neil: Omega

Andrew: Alpha (He would refuse to admit it, but he is super protective of every one of the Foxes)

Aaron: Beta (specifically because I think Beta Aaron and Alpha Katelyn would be cute, and you could justify that Andrew doesn't like Katelyn because he doesn't want Aaron to be hurt by an Alpha like he was.

Nicky: Omega (the first thing I knew when I started thinking about this au was that Nicky is an omega. He just has omega energy and I think he is the complete opposite of Neil. He is constantly doing whatever his instincts want him to do (i.e. cuddling, scentmarking, making nests, etc))

Kevin: Beta (Kevin was a walking anxiety disorder if I've ever seen him. He's kind of overbearing, but I don't see him being an Alpha for this au. Besides who needs alpha and omega instincts when you can just live and breath Exy.

Matt: Omega (I think Matt would be very comfortable in his designation and my heart absolutely melts at that thought of Dan and Matts dynamic in the omegaverse, they would be such a power couple)

Dan: Alpha (I think it makes sense for Dan to be an Alpha, it's mentioned a few times in the book that it's impressive that she's a female Captain and as fucked up as it is her being an Alpha would probably give her role as Captain a bit more credibility.)

Allison: Alpha (she's overbearing and protective enough for it to fit, I think)

Seth: Beta (mostly because he rooms with Matt and Neil and I think it would make Neil uncomfortable to room with an Alpha when he first gets there, so by making him a Beta we don't have to deal with that

Renee: Honestly, I think she could go any way, depending on how you felt about her in the books. I can imagine her any of the designations.

Katelyn: Alpha

Tilda: Omega (Andrew don't discriminate, he'll kill whoever fucks with the people he cares about, Omega or not)

Mary: Beta

Nathan: Alpha

Wymack: Alpha

Abby: Omega

Betsy: Beta (I think it's on track in the Omegaverse for therapists to usually be Beta's cause they're scents aren't as strong and Beta's are stereotypes for being peacemakers and calm or whatever - Seth is singlehandedly breaking that stereotype.)

Specific scenario that I think would be cute (and the idea that prompted this entire post)

- Neil and Andrew courting after the incident at Thanksgiving

- Neil going into heat for the first time after joining the foxes (preferable after him and Andrew have started dating/courting.

- Neil immediately falling into old habits. Wearing patches to cover his scent, but they irritate his glands and just make him more fidgety and uncomfortable. Practicing and running more to distract himself. Taking ice baths when he feels too hot. Isolating himself from the others. Fidgeting and picking and being anxious in general. Nobody knowing he’s in pre-heat, so he’s more vulnerable to criticism and praise, so Kevin being his normal overbearing self during practice making Neil feel like he’s having an anxiety attack but he pushes it down until he’s alone.

-Andrew comes back to the dorm after Neil takes a shower and before he can put his patches back on and immediately knows he started in heat and that’s why he’s been acting so weird the last couple of days.

-Cue Andrew being protective and Neil being defensive and trying to act like he’s fine. “You’re a walking disaster Josten. Let me help.” A pause as they look at each other. “Yes or no?”

- Andrew takes him to Neil’s bed and makes him sit there wrapped in his blanket while he goes and takes care of some stuff. Like 15 minutes later, Andrew is coming back with an armful of blankets and clothes. He tells Neil to come to the living room and he’s pushed together the couch and table into an L shape in front of the tv, so the floor in front of it is completely surrounded.

-Andrew drops all the blankets and clothes into the middle of the makeshift nest area and looks at Neil, jerking his head towards it. “Arrange it however you want” Neil being confused and not knowing what he’s doing cause he’s never done anything for his omegan instincts and no ones ever showed him how. Andrew giving Neil gentle prompting on what to do while trying to not get into the nest without Neils permission.

-“Do you need more?” Neil looking like he’s not sure and tentatively picking up pieces of clothing to sniff them and see where he wants them. “I-I don’t know.”

-Andrew nodding and telling him he’ll be back. He comes back with another armful of the foxes clothes and bedding. It takes over an hour, but slowly Neil makes himself a nest and burrows inside and muscles he didn't even know were tensed just immediately loosen and he relaxes.

-"I'll stand at the door and make sure no body comes in without your permission while you get settled." Andrew goes to leave and Neil stops him before he can go outside. "Andrew? Will you stay in the room?" It's so quiet and hesitant that Andrew almost doesn't catch what he says. When he turns around Neil is looking anywhere but his eyes and Andrew can see where he's started anxiously rubbing his fingers together again. He doesn't say anything, but he doesn't open the door, just slides down it's frame and starts looking at his phone.

-When the foxes get back later, Neil is asleep and when Matt and Seth try and get into their dorm Andrew is blocking their way and he slips into the hallway and explains to them that Neil started his heat, and basically threatens them if they do anything to upset him.

-The other gradually coming out of their own rooms like "what the hell? Who took all of our blankets off our beds?" and Andrew tells them the same thing. The foxes immediately not giving a shit half of their wardrobe and linens are gone (maybe Aaron gives some shits, but he's not a complete asshole, he's not gonna say anything. He is a little surprised that his stuff got included his Neil's nest and not just put off to the side.

-Andrew goes back into Neil's dorm and kneels next to his nest to wake him up. Neil slowly wakes up, this being the best sleep he's ever gotten, and Andrew tells him the others are back and wanna make sure he's okay and if he needs anything. Neil's a little apprehensive about everyone coming in and Andrew reassures him.

-Matt and Seth come in first, cause it's their dorm and they need to put their things away. If they weren't in love and protective of Neil before, they definitely are now when they see Neil surrounded in a dozen blankets and half used hoodies (definitely don't say anything about the fact that Neil's put all of Andrew's things closest too him and has his blanket wrapped around his shoulders where's sat up. The others have similar thoughts when they eventually come to check in on him.

-Later that night, Neil tries to get ready for his night practices with Kevin and Andrew stops him like "Neil. You don't have to go out. No body is going to expect to see you out of your door for a few days."

Neil: "Matt goes out during is heats." Matt's heat had been a couple months ago.

Andrew: "Yeah, he does, because that what he prefers. Nicky stays home, because that's what he prefers. You have to figure out what your prefer, Josten. What you were doing before doesn't work." So Neil doesn't go to practice that night. Or classes the next day.

-They leave the nest set up in the living room and nobody goes in it unless Neil is there and he invites them in, but by the next day Neil feels settled enough that he's okay to leave that safe space for more than a couple minutes to use the bathroom.

- They bring him snacks and small meals: fruit salads and granola bars, curry from his favorite Indian place 30 minutes away, etc. Things that aren't too sweet cause they know he doesn't like them.

- The others taking turns picking up Neil's notes and assignments from his teachers and bringing them to him.

-Just generally, over the course of the next few days, Neil slowly becoming more and more comfortable with expressing himself and letting his instincts do what they want instead of pushing them down. He lets Nicky and Matt tell him about what they usually do during their heats. He sits next on the couch next to Renee while she's doing homework and tucks his feet under her legs. He briefly scents Kevin when he passes him in the hallway. He comes up behind Andrew while he's making a cup of coffee in the kitchen of his dorm and asks "yes or no" before winding his arms around his torso and burying his face into his back. It's just cute shit.

- Last, but certainty not least, Andrew sitting with Neil's head in his lap while he cards his fingers through his hair and Neil slowly just starts purring. He's never done it before, so it freaks him out and Andrew is just like "it's fine dumbass, put your head back down." but secretly he's happy that Neil feels safe enough with the to purr.

#aftg fic #andriel #all for the game #omegaverse #abo #aftg headcanon #aftg au #neil josten #andrew x neil #andrew minyard #raven neil josten #the foxhole court #fluff #omega neil josten #alpha andrew minyard #protective andrew #out of character #anxious neil josten #found family #the au that literally no body asked for #but I'm not ashamed #7 years on ao3 I know what I like and this is it

[acerace]

...you have opened my eyes to a vast universe of VintageBeef lore that I was unaware of. I knew about the New Hermit Order, of course, and the UHC invention, and I've watched a few of his CTM things but -- I will take all the info and lore you feel like giving out because Beef is amazing and my knowledge is so small.

Vintagebeef my beloved <3

So the thing is, right, until about 2016 I only watched two (2) youtubers- Vintagebeef for Minecraft and aDrive for Pokemon (and funnily enough both of them are named Dan irl). So I've watched most of Beef's videos over the years and have a general knowledge of most of his stuff, except because it's been like a decade I don't remember where most of the lore comes from XD

The thing with him is that he doesn't do Lore tm the way other mcyters often do lore- he doesn't have an extensive RP series to draw from like Grian, doesn't have a solo world with steadily increasing amounts of lore like Etho or Zisteau, and while he's played on SMPs and been involved in storylines before it's not really the focus of his episodes unlike with Evo or Legacy or Empires

So where does that leave us?

IRL, Beef always has multiple series running at the same time. Often he's playing on an smp while doing a singleplayer, often modded, series as well as a CTM or modpack with a group of friends. For example, right now he's playing on Hermitcraft, doing weekly Pixelmon and Building a Zoo episodes, and a CTM map with Slip. And to me, this translates to one thing: Beef is an adventurer. He travels frequently- he explores a world and when he decides he's done, he leaves for the next one. That's the basis of my personal interpretation of his series and his character for my writing.

Ok so reading this back, this got extremely long and didn't explain much in the way of lore, somehow? If anyone has any additions to add please do so, I am very definitely leaving out a lot and would love to see what other lore people remember and are using for Beef! I didn’t include the Hermitcraft stuff since my memory of season 4 is blurry (his base was themed after the Martian, that much I know, and he and Iskall were buddies :D) and most of the s5 NHO lore is best watched from Bdub’s perspective from what I remember, and the only s6 stuff is a single line in Hermitgang and then the Area 77 arc with its possibility of an NHO reunion which we did not get rip. And s7 of course had the cloning machine and also the Podzol Party as the main lore. So all the original rambling is still below the cut though it is very long, and I'm gonna bullet point the main stuff here instead:

Actual canonical things:

Invented UHC and was the only survivor of the first ever uhc (Mindcrack UHC s1)

Married to an ender dragon (one of the UHCs I think), later father to a different dragon (Mindcrack season 3? I think?)

Might not have legs if you choose to take that joke as canon (Mindcrack s2)

Was a wizard (RAD)

is a zookeeper (Building a Zoo) 

Had a wife and kids (Sims in Minecraft)

Part of the Trial of the B Team court case (Mindcrack)

NHO founder, founder of the Podzol Party (Hermitcraft)

Created a cloning machine that sort of works (Hermitcraft)

Played the Forest which is I believe the first time he and Keralis played together (look up the trigger warnings for this one, it's a horror game)

Was the creator/owner of Sourceblock SMP (featuring some familiar faces if you know Legacy, Empires, or MCC) and there is literal magic from a mysterious sourceblock of water that teleports people and summons mobs and probably more stuff that I haven't seen yet since I'm still watching it myself

Things you can infer:

Good with animals (Life in the Woods, Pixelmon, Ark)

Is a car nerd (irl and all of the car games he's played)

Is a highly experienced adventurer who has traveled through dozens of worlds both vanilla and modded, across multiple dimensions (Twilight Forest, the Aether, the Betweenlands, Limbo), completed dozens of monuments, fought in blood sports, survived apocalypse after apocalypse, tamed dinosaurs, and played a lot of prop hunt and golf with your friends

If you're looking for what to watch for lore purposes, I'd say the Mindcrack UHCs and Team Canada's RAD series are pretty good, definitely Sourceblock and HC s5, plus the Diversity CTM maps and Ruins of the Mindcrackers maybe? And Mindcrack Prank Wars for the chaos and the origin of Team Canada. And if you can handle horror than the Forest is fun and if you don't do horror you can watch the Pojkband play golf or prop hunt they're hilarious I love them sm I want a Pojkband reunion So Bad 

Beef's first series was a singleplayer series in beta 1.4_01 though he had played the game extensively before that, and was a big fan of Guude, having watched his own Minecraft videos. The series was functionally a hardcore one where if he died Beef would delete the world and start again! I haven't actually Watched this series so idk if he died or how often lmao. When Guude made Mindcrack, which was btw one of the very first Minecraft SMPs, he also hosted a competition for people to join, and Beef submitted a video (which is still viewable on his channel I believe!) and won, and was added to Mindcrack in season 2 :D (fun fact, Guude said that even if Beef hadn’t won he would have added him anyway) 

Two running jokes emerged from Mindcrack- pulling a Vintagebeef and Beef doesn't have legs. The first is a reference to Beef dying of fall damage (I believe the exact instance was him trying to jump into his swimming pool and failing spectacularly) and after the incident, every time someone died of fall damage they were pulling a Vintagebeef. The second joke comes from Guude, who joked that the reason Beef wasn't going to a convention was because he didn't have legs, and then he pranked Beef's base by building a giant pair of legs at the entrance to his castle so you had to walk between them to get into the base. This joke has long since died and both Beef and Guude feel pretty bad about it iirc because there were people who genuinely thought Beef was disabled and were emailing him supportive messages and stuff oops. So if you go looking on the Salad or find old Mindcrack fics, you might see references to Beef having prosthetic legs!

Mindcrack also brought about the creation of several Player groups- Team Nancy Drew, Team Canada, and GOB to name a few relevant to Beef. Team Nancy Drew consists of Beef, Pauseunpause, Guude, and Baj, who formed to investigate a prank on one of the members but I forget who. They're named Nancy Drew after the detective! Team Canada also formed in retaliation to pranks, with it consisting of Beef, Etho, and Pause, the three Canadian members on the server (not including Adlington who moved to Canada but never joined the group). There was also a Team America who pranked them with American flags everywhere. GOB is Guude, OMGChad, and Beef, who played stuff like the Ragecraft, Pantheon, and Monstrosity ctms together but that's way down the line lol

Team Nancy Drew is also notable for inventing UHC. It was Beef's brainchild but it was the four of them who first played it! The first UHC had the four of them working to kill the dragon with no natural regen, with everyone dying but Beef, who "won" the UHC. The second uhc was still dragon focused and iirc is where Beef married the dragon? Memories are hazy but they do kill the dragon in this one I think. UHC was then revamped as a pvp event and became a regular Mindcrack game every few months, featuring most of the Mindcrackers and several special guests, including Dinnerbone, who as we know Thanos-snapped Doc's arm out of existence as a result of Doc killing him in one of them

In one of the seasons of Mindcrack, Beef invited swedish Mindcracker and good friend Anderzel to go caving with him and invented ABBA Rules caving, where the winner takes it all. ABBA Rules is a game where each ore (and also dungeon loot like nametags) is assigned a point value and the person with the most points at the end wins and gets to keep all the stuff collected from the game.

In Mindcrack season 3?, Beef punched the ender dragon in an... awkward area, so when the dragon died and left the egg behind, Guude said Beef was the father of the egg XD I don't remember if I watched s3 so I have no idea if anything Happened with this concept but *history of the world voice* you could make lore out of this!

So Team Canada has played a Lot of CTM maps (which fun fact were pretty much invented by another Mindcrack member, Vechs, with his Super Hostile series! Super Hostile has a bunch of things called "Zistonian", which are references to another Mindcrack member Zisteau, who has a very wild singleplayer series with even wilder lore but I digress). In Ruins of the Mindcrackers, they had a running joke that Beef was Etho and Pause's mom, which is a joke we can leave in the past actually /lh. They also played all the Diversity maps, Sky Factory, Terra Restore, Uncharted Territory uhhh and a couple more ctms and adventure maps! Each map kinda has its own story so in Diversity 3 for example they were trapped in a simulation? I think? Team Canada also recently played the Roguelike Adventures and Dungeons modpack, aka RAD, in which Beef was a wizard with a magic staff that could do anything from summon lightning to control hostile mobs.

Sourceblock SMP is a vanilla survival 1.14 series that ran for one season and the series starts with each of the Players being drawn to a strange sparkling water source that, once they touch it, brings them to the Sourceblock world. It also summons a giant zombie at one point. There's probably more lore for this series but like I said I haven't watched it all the way through yet 

He has a Patreon server called VintageCraft and has done a series or two on there as well, and played a few UHCs with them, so lore that how you will! 

Beef also played a few popular mods, notably Pixelmon, Life in the Woods, and Feed the Beast, with LitW being singleplayer and the other multiplayer. He's also recently played the Zoo and Wild Animals mod a lot. He did a short series with the Minecraft Comes Alive mod where he married one of the villagers and had two children, so that's canon now :D he’s played a Lot of Pixelmon starting when the mod first came out iirc (he chose Turtwig in his first series and built a Grass gym, then made a Normal gym in another series in uhh 2016) and he still plays to this day. Quite a few Hermits played on his Pixelmon servers with him, like Wels, Etho, Iskall, Stress, Slip, Zueljin, and also Guude and Phedran (a Mindcrack adjacent player and creator of the LitW modpack) and a few Mindcrackers on the older servers 

Mindcrack and friends played a lot of other games too- 7 Days to Die, Ark Survival Evolved, Unturned, to name a few, so you can pull a lot of lore out of these as well. Speaking of friends and non-Minecraft games, Beef teamed up with Pause, Keralis, and Slip (a former Hermit) to play the horror game the Forest, which saw them stuck on an island trying to survive against terrifying mutated human... things. They played it a few times as the game updated but as afaik it's the first time Beef played with Keralis and possibly Slip and since the game starts with the Player's airplane crashing, that could totally be how Beef first met them in-universe 

I... think? that’s everything I mentioned in the tags? There is probably way more stuff I’ve forgotten that stems from inside jokes and things that happen within each series, but I hope that was a) helpful and b) at least somewhat comprehensible lmao 

#hermitcraft #mindcrack #vintagebeef #mcyt #long post #asks #redwinterrises #that was so many words #kudos to anyone who reads the whole thing lmao

[welcometololaland]

hi lola! so apologies bc this is mostly going to be self-indulgent but i would like to ask about the ring-in. it is one of my comfort fics and i go back to it so often and i am just obsessed so i was wondering if you could talk a bit about the process, the collaboration between you and ifyoustay, where your ideas came from, just anything you want to say i want to hear if you don't mind?

also non fic related: what is your favorite time of year (based on weather or even just vibes) and why?

hi neha!

i love that the ring in is your comfort read! what a compliment!

since it was my first big fic in LS (i think it was my third fic ever in the fandom...) things were a little chaotic, but I'll try my best to explain!

first, let me set the scene. I was depressed as fuck during this time in my life because I'd recently dislocated my knee and could barely walk let alone do all the sport I love doing. so I was trapped inside, sad and in need of joy.

enter: @dustratcentral (well, to be fair, we had known each other before this and we had definitely conspired to write the morning part 2 but anyway). I pitched the idea of taking ronen's hawaiian honeymoon comment and turning it into something completely unhinged. basically, she said: okay, but what if we made it worse? and the fic was BORN.

we had an unhinged chat in discord, I drafted a plan in a fucking TABLE (WHY?! will never do that again), then rosie went through and fucking added 2 x the unhinged ideas and came up with the concept of maddysin (iconic!) and some of the more important moments of the fic: the room reveal, maddysin getting lost on the beach, the pokē scene, the airport coffee shop scene, the cereal mixing, and much more. I may have written the ring in, but literally more than half of the ideas in that fic were rosie's so she is truly a co-author no matter what she says.

in terms of process, it was insane. I wrote the first chapter, threw it at rosie and @rmd-writes and posted it before rae was even finished beta reading it (miscommunication lol). then we did this INSANE thing where I would write the chapter from Sunday to Friday, rosie would read it and rae would beta it in less than 2 days and I would post it on Sunday night.

idk how we did it, it was a bit insane when the chapters were 10k 😂

anyway, if I learned something from this experience I would say: communicate well with your beta reader, always listen when your slightly rogue friend gives you ideas and don't be afraid to laugh at yourselves after the fact. I've never had more fun writing something (aside from Unprofesh which i ADORE) and I think it shows in the writing.

I would encourage you and anyone else to give co creating a go if you haven't already! it's such a fun, rewarding and often ridiculous experience 💜

Edit!: my favourite season is autumn/fall because of the pretty colours and the warm (but not super hot) weather!

#co writing #the ring in #nice ask day #lola answers

[yeongwvnhi]

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Pairing - Baekhyun x fem reader -> exes to lovers | Genre - Angst, fluff | warnings - none | taglist - @twancingyunhoe @trashlord-007 @tiddy-boys | synopsis - when Baekhyun and you broke things off a year ago, it felt alright, but you came to the painful realization that nobody could ever replace him or love you like he did | word count - 2.1k | thanks to @tiddy-boys for beta-reading ♡

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It's days like these, rain hitting the window in harsh taps and angry wind blowing, when the nostalgia hits the hardest. After all, you were always one to dwell on the past. It's just what you do. 

Every day felt the same after the two of you broke things off. You don't even remember why exactly you even ended it in the first place. The pain still sits deep, coming to haunt you when you least expect it. 

Rainy days like those just trigger the nostalgia, the memories and bygone feelings. 

It's 12pm when you check your phone, yet you're still laying in bed. The lack of motivation due to this sudden wave of sadness is something you're not experiencing for the first time. 

And it's killing you slowly. These feelings are eating you up from the inside out. 

Without even realizing, tears are running down your cheeks in even, salty streams. 

"Why am I even crying…" You mumble and lift your arm to cover your face, trying to make it stop. "God, I'm so pathetic" 

You try to manage to stop your tears, wrist harshly rubbing your eyes. After a minute or so, you succeed in stopping them. 

instead pick up your phone, unlocking it and opening Instagram. 

One peek won't hurt, right…? 

His name at the top of your searches seems to be mocking you as you hover your finger above it. Should you really do it? What if he found someone new and his profile is filled with couple pictures? Or what if he feels nothing and is glad to be alone? What if, what if, what if…

"Fuck it" you hiss and tap on his username, his profile popping up after a brief second of loading the page. 

He… hasn't posted anything for a few months, his last post being from October last year. 

Oh for fucks sake… is this a good sign or not? It could mean he's been seeing someone new, but it could also mean he's just been living his life like usual. 

So many possibilities, yet no resolution seems to be in sight. 

"This is so annoying, oh my gooood" You groan and smack your head into your pillow, laying sprawled out like a star with an annoyed pout on your face. 

"It's been a god damn year," You grumble, "why do I still feel like this?" 

The sound of your fist hitting the mattress of your bed is dull, not the way you wanted it to sound. "I hate this, UGHH" The frustration in your voice is for sure loud and clear, accentuated well by the 'ugh'. 

This whole situation is stressing you out. "I need a shower.." You mumble, absent-minded, as you fling the covers back and swing your legs over the edge of your bed. 

—

Despite the gloomy weather, you decided to take a walk outside. The rain still hasn't let up, droplets of it occasionally hitting your face. 

"Why is it so cold today? It's already spring…" You mumble quietly to yourself, eyes strictly trained on the path in front of your feet and head held low. 

You're so lost in your thoughts, you don't see the person headed your way. 

And apparently, the person doesn't seem to notice you as well. So your shoulders collide and you stumble, umbrella falling out of your hand and fast quick steps to regain your balance. 

"I'm so sorry! Are you al-" The man rushes to apologize, but his words get stuck in his throat as he takes in who he just, quite literally, stumbled into. 

Rain has hit you mercilessly, soaking you from head to toe within seconds as you stand there, paralyzed. "Baek…Baekhyun?" 

His eyes are wide and mouth slightly open in shock as he doesn't know what to say or do. 

He hasn't seen or talked to you in at least nine or ten months for sure. What is he even supposed to say? "Yeah… it's- it's surely been a while" he dumbly answers. "Ah! Your umbrella!" Baekhyun rushes to pick it up and hold it over your figure. 

But the damage is already done. 

You're shivering, dripping with water but still you've a tiny smile on your lips at the sight of him. 

You delicately take hold of the handle, fingers gently enclosing around the man's hand. 

He doesn't move to let go, just standing there and staring into your eyes. "I-" 

You cut him off by mistake with a sneeze, the cold creeping in deep. It feels like your bones might freeze, grasp around both Baekhyun's hand and the handle of your umbrella tightening, muscles contracting to desperately stay warm. "S-Sorry for interrupting you" You say, teeth clattering and eyes averting. 

"No no don't worry about it!" He insists, "but we should get you home, your hand is cold as ice, Y/N" 

"Ah… you're right" You nod and he flashes you a warm smile. 

"Do you still live in the same apartment or did you move?" Baekhyun asks, back to being concerned about your wellbeing now. 

"I- I still live in the same place" You reply, your free hand holding onto your jacket for warmth, but in vain. 

"That's too far away, my place is way closer" He objects and gently pulls you along, "come on, let's get you freshened up before you really get sick" 

You only manage an awkward nod and let him lead you along, a surprisingly pleasant silence engulfing you two. 

—

Baekhyun unlocks the door to his apartment and firstly puts both of your umbrellas away, taking off his wet shoes in the process and you follow along. 

"Come on, I'll show you the bathroom" He says and you tag after him. 

He opens the door, turns on the light and quickly pulls out two towels for you. "You can just use my shampoo, I don't have anything suitable here for you, sor-" 

"Thank you" you break his rambling. "You wouldn't need to do this, so thank you" 

Baekhyun smiles softly, although his eyes tell a different story. "I'll bring you some clothes in a bit, okay?" 

"Mhm" you nod and give him a curt bow before he leaves the room, shutting the door behind him. 

You waste no time in stepping out of your soaked clothes and into the shower. 

You set the water to a nice warm temperature and rinse off the cold first, feeling relieved. 

Then there's a knock. "Hey Y/N, I'm putting some clothes on top of the washing machine for you now" he announces before opening the door, doing as he said and then leaving just as quickly as he came. 

"Still the considerate guy he always was…" You mumble with a sad smile, old memories coming back to haunt your mind with sweet images of the two of you. Him always knocking before he'd enter a room you would be in to announce himself. 

You loved that about him, he was always mindful of others and you're happy to see it hasn't changed at all. 

—

You finished quickly and put on the clothes he gave you. Some boxers and a way too big on you, black shirt. You dried your hair as best as you could with the towel he gave you and made sure you don't look like a lion by patting down your hair a bit. 

"Baekhyun?" You timidly call out after opening the door a bit. 

"Yeah?" He replies and you hear his footsteps approach. "What is it?" 

"Uhm- Where to put my wet clothes?" You ask. 

"Oh- Hold on, I'll put them in the washing machine" He says with big eyes and opens the machine for you to put them in. "I'll dry them after they're washed so you can change back, alright?" 

You nod quickly and thank him quietly. He opens the machine and you put your clothes inside, him doing the rest. 

"So, uh-" 

"Do you want some water?" He quickly asks, ears flaring red as he avoids your eyes. 

"Sure" you squeak back and follow him into the kitchen. He gets a glass out of a cupboard and fills it with water before handing it to you. 

You nip at the liquid as Baekhyun leans against the countertop adjacent to you, eyes taking in your figure. 

He missed seeing you in his clothes, you always looked so good in them. He just missed you in general. 

The reason why the two of you broke up a year ago? 

Baekhyun remembers it all too well. 

It was a work related thing actually. The two of you worked in different shifts and barely saw each other, yet alone had time for any couple stuff. 

Free days? Spent alone or arguing about never seeing each other. 

And at one point you had said to just break up. In that moment Baekhyun felt like he was hit by lightning, body stiff and eyes wide. He couldn't believe what he heard. Baekhyun felt anxiety cursing through his veins as his brain processed your words.

You had told him that you wouldn't hate him, but that your situation at that time just didn't allow any dating. The two of you never had hard feelings about the outcome, but it was hard to suddenly go back to being alone. 

And now you're here, in his apartment, wearing his clothes and smelling just like him. He can't believe this is happening. 

"Uhm, so" You speak up after setting the glass down on the other counter behind you. Your hands come up to grab the surface besides your waist and you avoid the man's eyes. 

"Yes?" Baekhyun can't help the hopeful hint in his voice as he urges you to continue your thoughts. 

"How has life been for you?" 

A chuckle escaped his lips at your question, shoulders jumping up and down in the process before he answered. "It's been rather boring but nice, if you get what I mean? I found a different job and work from home now" 

You nod quietly, "I've also found a new job and my shifts are less hectic" 

"Have you… found someone new?" 

You halt at his inquiry, gears in your mind temporarily stopping and he seems to take the lacking answer the wrong way. A frown pulls at his normally friendly and soft expression, making him look grumpy and bothered. "I see" 

"No, no! I- I haven't found anyone!" You quickly say, "I just… I couldn't move on" 

His expression changes to a sad smile, although he's kind of glad you're still somehow his. "Me neither" 

You scoff lightly, a cheeky smirk suddenly on your face. "No wonder, nobody could put up with your annoying ass anyway" 

"Hey!" He exclaims in shock. 

"I'm joking, I'm joking!" You insist, holding your stomach and laughing. "You're bearable most of the time" 

"That doesn't make it any better!" Baekhyun whines and you laugh out loud, hand flying up to cover your mouth. 

"Still the cocky little girl you've always been" He fires back and you snort. 

"Like you're one to talk" You roll your eyes at him and he exhales through his nose. 

His hands grab you by the collar of his shirt you're wearing and unexpectedly pull you into him. You squeal, hands shooting up to brace against his broad chest and you look up to be met by his cocky smile. "You never knew when to stop, no change at all there" he playfully nags. 

"Shut up" You weakly fight back. 

Baekhyun chuckles and you feel the rumble drumming against the palms of your hands. "How come you haven't moved on?" 

You lower your head, hands fumbling with his shirt. "Well… I came to the conclusion that just nobody could replace you. Nobody could love me like you did…" You mumble against his chest and Baekhyun feels a smile creeping up on his face. 

"I felt the same" He whispers back and his arms move to pull you into him more by your waist. 

After hearing that, you look back up at him with big eyes. "Really?" 

He nods and flashes you a bright smile. "Even though we fought a lot and barely had time for each other, I never stopped loving you" 

"Shut up" You almost whimper and move your hands to pull him closer by the back of his neck, lips meeting in the middle. 

Baekhyun's eyes almost fell out of their sockets before he came to his senses. 

One of his hands found its place on the back of your head as he moved his lips against yours with fervor. He greedily breathes you in, not wanting this to end as moves his mouth against yours. 

You shiver when his tongue meets yours and that's when you draw the line… for now. 

He chases after you for a second and you chuckle, dazed eyes meeting yours. "Slow down tiger" you say and peck the corner of his mouth. 

"Okay, okay" He smiles and pulls you in for a hug, "will you let me love you again?" 

"You bet" 

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