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marimology · 8 months

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Pairing: ichiji vinsmoke x charlotte! trans masc reader

notes: smut, cnc (consensual) , arranged marriage ( mentions sanji and pudding), somewhat romeo and juliet inspired trope, Getting caught, almost getting caught, only ‘person?’ who knows about the relationship is y/n’s door because it lets them know if someone is nearby, transponder snail sex (phone sex), this is me letting my brain cook like sanji , cuckholding

a/n : I love this red headed loser, also my requests are open , ichiji is a girl dad argue with the wall

ICHIJI VINSMOKE who did not expect to fall in love with the 7th son of Charlotte LinLin when he and his family came over came over to whole cake to discuss the marriage between sanji and pudding. ears perking as you heard that they would be here for the next four months.

ICHIJI VINSMOKE who when he saw you sitting next to mama his heart would flutter whenever you would try to hold a conversation with him and you would stop as you noticed big mom staring down at you.

ICHJI VINSMOKE who after a month of being on whole cake finally got the courage to ask you out con a date and being surprised when you said yes but you two would have to choose wisely as the public only knew about Sanji and puddings wedding. so he took you out for a picnic underneath a bridge.

ICHIJI VINSMOKE who loved to leave hickeys around your body but in places where you would be able to hide them after every day so you wouldn’t get in trouble with your family and vise versa.

ICHIJI VINSMOKE who loves to threaten you with cumming inside of you every time that you both fuck so that you could walk around with his baby and your family would be wondering whose the father.

ICHIJI VINSMOKE who once him and his family left whole cake,missed the touch of your skin and your velvet walls clenching around his cock begging him not to cum inside of you, and your whimpers as you felt his cock form a bludge in your belly .

ICHIJI VINSMOKE who loves to call you after a raid, jerking off to your wanted poster each time your bounty raises saying that he’d turn you into the marines only after fucking you in front of them first. you both have memorized your respective family members sleep schedules memorized as you would masturbate on a call together as the transponder snail would capture all of your pretty noises.

it has now been over a year

ICHIJI VINSMOKE who kept a calendar hidden in his room where he’d count down the days until the next time they’d go to whole cake so he could show you how much he missed you and could pepper your skin with kisses once more, and that night he brought up the topic of getting married in secret which you happily said yes to with tears forming and he wears a cape on his suit that has a button / ring that’s actually his wedding ring whilst you wear yours as a pair of earrings

ICHIJI VINSMOKE who only hated sanji more because he couldn’t publicly say that you were his husband.

sanji vinsmoke who when walking past ichiji’s room heard him end a call with a “love you” but couldn’t pick out who he was talking to … it’s not like he wanted to anyways he care less as to what that asshole was doing he knew he couldn’t feel any emotion towards anyone

ICHIJI VINSMOKE who as soon as Germa docked back on whole cake and they had sanji meet pudding. went to find you in your room and embraced you in the warmest hug that you’ve ever felt and it was your first embrace as husbands. and later that night had you whimpering on his cock and told you how much he missed you as your brain was being turned into mush as you were being forced to take his cock after being overstimulated.

ICHIJI VINSMOKE who was happy that straw-hat came wanting to save sanji because that meant that if sanji leaves then he could publicly marry you

brulee charlotte who should’ve minded her own damn business when she was looking through her mirror realm and saw you being made to look at the mirror by a siluette that she couldn’t make out nor did she want to

yonji vinsmoke who wanted to spar with you and went to your room and asked your door to speak with you but was pissed off when it said you were busy and snuck around to try and see what you possibly could’ve been doing that was more important than sparring with him and almost falling over when he saw the sight of you sitting on his brothers lap taking his dick with your face buried in his neck and a Visual Den Den Mushi recording every moment of it as ichiji whispered praises. he should’ve minded his own damn business, but he could see the love in his brothers eyes as he looked you

ICHIJI VINSMOKE who’s heart shattered when big mom announced that she had arranged a marriage between you and a princess from a neighboring kingdom. and you both spared quick glances at eachother, but the poor girl clearly looked like she was in love

later that same night he took both you and the girl to your room and fucked you in front her. telling her that she’d never get a chance to feel how good you are and she should just go somewhere and die because she’s a homewrecker.

And ironically she was found dead the next day and you didn’t know who it was that killed her….. it was ichiji

YOU AND ICHIJI who took the chance to feign your own deaths during the fight between the big mom pirates ,vinsmokes, and straw hats and ran away to be able to live a happy life together only yonji knows you two are still alive

ICHIJI VINSMOKE who is definitely not the worlds most perfect husband but is happy that you even decided to give him a chance

it’s been four years since that day and everyone mourns the lost of you two but little do they know you both live in the same secluded town with your older sister lola and are raising 2 children

TAGLIST: @henrioo @gomugomuslip

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katsu28 · 1 year

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hi my dear kait i was hoping to request something!🍭 + lying on the couch on top of eachother, one combing their fingers through the other’s hair as they watch a movie + hangman please? he's been on my mind lately LOL thank you and congratulations once again<33

lola my dear thank you!!! i too have had hangman on the brain lately. it's a blessing and a curse tbh. please enjoy the mushiest gushiest hangman i've ever written, just for u <333

jake "hangman" seresin x reader, reader has hair that fingers can comb through, 0.7k of lovey dovey pile of mush bagman

Whenever Jake came home from deployment, the only thing he really wanted to do was relax and spend all the time he could with you. There were times when he’d been gone so long, neither of you left the house for days from the second he got back, just wanting to be with each other in the place you loved most—your home. But really, you were his home.

Today was no different. He’d just gotten back yesterday after being gone on a mission for two whole months, and now here you were, laying right on top of him, a comfortable weight blanketing him as the two of you watched a movie in the middle of the day.

Jake didn't think he'd ever been more content in his life.

Your cheek was smushed against the hard plane of his chest, hands tucked under either side of his body as your legs tangled with his. From his position, Jake could bury his nose into your hair, inhaling the achingly familiar scent of your shampoo if he wanted to, but he settled for threading his fingers into your hair, scratching your scalp lightly in a way that he knew you always loved.

The movie was honestly just background noise for him, because he’d stopped paying attention to it ages ago in favor of simply looking at you, taking in every feature, every slope, every soft angle of your face, just so he could commit everything to memory. The crinkle of your eyes when you laughed at a funny scene, the scrunch of your nose at more serious ones. The curve of your lips that always had Jake dying to kiss you until you were both breathless.

It was the simplicity of things that made Jake the happiest—being with you, doing nothing but bask in your presence.

“I can feel you staring at me, Jake.”

You spoke without looking at him, but he was so busy admiring you, he didn’t even notice you’d paused the movie.

“Good. ‘Cause I really do like what I see.” He hummed, smoothing his fingers through your hair one more time before letting his hand drop down to rest at the curve of your waist.

You crawled your way up his body until you were chest to chest, nose to nose. If he angled his chin up even a millimeter, he could kiss you right now. Your elbows planted themselves on his pecs, but he didn’t mind the pressure even one bit. Jake always loved being as close as humanly possible to you.

“I’m so happy you’re home.” You murmured, ghosting your thumbs along the light scruff on his cheeks until they pressed into the dimples of his smile. You loved a clean shaven and smooth cheeked Jake, but there was nothing better than when he went a few days without shaving, because it meant he was home with you for a little while longer.

That made him grin even wider, and he turned his head to kiss both of your palms. “I’m so happy to be home.”

“Never leave me again?”

“I can’t guarantee you that, darlin’. But I can guarantee that I’ll always come back to you.”

“You better. Or else I’ll be really pissed at you.”

Jake’s deep laugh boomed through the room, vibrating from his chest to your own body. He gave your hip a teasing squeeze. “Well, we can’t have that, now can we?”

“No.” You shook your head. “We can’t. Otherwise I won’t kiss you.”

“Oh come on, honey, we both know you can’t resist me.”

“I can.”

“You can’t.”

“I’m doing it right now.” You moved to pull yourself off him, but his arms circled around your waist before you could get very far, bringing you back down on top of him and finally, finally connecting his lips to yours. You couldn’t help it, you kissed him back immediately. How could you not?

Jake’s hand slid around the back of your neck, thumb stroking along your skin idly despite the firmness in his kiss. He felt you sigh against his lips, melt into him even more. He didn’t even have it in him to be smug at the effect he had on you, because you had the same one on him.

You stopped kissing him just for a moment, pressing your forehead against his before speaking. “I love you.” You whispered, a promise of forever and more passing from you to him.

“And I love you, darlin’. I promise to always come back to you.”

“Always?”

“Always.”

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submenarehotties · 5 months

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“ teasing gone wrong! „

submissive! satoru gojo x dominant! male! reader.

(does not follow the plot of the jjk manga or the anime)

cw's + tw's: nsfw, explicit language, anal (gojo receives), degradation kink, rough handling, reader has a dick.

summary: gojo teases you and it only takes so much for you to snap.

note: this is a thirst. lowercase intended.

word count: 0.3K+

“nghhh—but i-i’m not p-pathetic!” gojo satoru cried as he rode faster on your dick.

“if you’re taking my dick, you sure are, slut.” you state, smacking gojo’s already red ass.

tears welled up in gojo satoru’s very blue eyes as he left red marks down your chest. his sobs and pleas filled the room and were just absolute music to your ears.

“yet you fuck yourself on it and claim it to be yours.” you continue, watching his body shudder and shake as he keeps trying to take you in.

“it is mine. no one else can have you ~ aghh!” gojo is in shambles as you grab his hips and push him down on your dick as far as possible.

“you know better than to tease me.” you say, roughly taking his chin in your hand.

you’re sure you can see hearts in gojo’s eyes. his mouth is slightly open as if wanting a kiss. you run a finger over gojo’s bottom lip, and it quivers.

“kiss…?” gojo whines, its the least he could have if he couldn’t keep riding you.

“i’ve really fucked you up, huh.” you murmur under your breath.

he’d been stubborn at the start - now gojo’s brain turned to mush for you.

you kiss gojo roughly, and his hands started to wonder on your body. you pull away after a moment, your lips still slightly touching his, you could feel his cold breath fanning against your lips, and he whimpers, still wanting to kiss you.

gojo leaned closer and nipped at your bottom lip, tugging it and letting it go.

it only took a few seconds for you to snap - flipping gojo over on his back. he lets out a surprised breath.

“teasing me? again? thats 2 strikes. you wanna tease me? its my fucking turn.” you gritted out, locking gojo’s hands tightly above his head with just one of your hands.

all you knew was that gojo was in for long night that involved lots and lots of edging.

a/n: been a while guys… gained A LOT of followers. why do you guys like me after i left you for over 3 months 🙁? also tumblr decided to flag my blog so i felt even more unmotivated to write. like - who wants to write after they come back to be flagged? def not me. anyways, i’ll try to write more and be more active trust 🤞.

click here for my masterlist(s).

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h-inxs · 7 months

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Konig x reader +18

Synopsis: Konig catches you before a meeting and wastes no time

Content: P in v, unprotected sex, voyeurism, established relationship

Konig is your colonel and you are a simple soldier, from the first day you entered KorTac it has been impossible to be by his side and not get nervous, he was quite a ... big man, everything about him was big, his hands, his entire body and everything else, what you liked most about him was his beautiful, big cock.

Before reaching this point you will ask yourself, the hell did this happen?

Easy to explain, one night after the last mission of the month everyone decided to go out for a couple of drinks, including you and the colonel, one drink led to another and another and so on endlessly until you didn't know how or when or why you woke up. in bed with a colossal man next to you, his bare chest rising and falling slowly, his hood pulled back and one arm under your neck and as it was obvious you were naked, with hickeys everywhere and a noticeable pain in your hip and on the inside of the thighs you only tried to get up to grab what was left of your clothes scattered on the floor, you had to grab something before you fell, unfortunately it was the sheet that covered your colonel's body.

You didn't think he would wake up? Well, mistake, he sat up quickly and looked at you in amazement, not because it was you, but because the rapid movement of the sheet alarmed him. And after a long talk that ended in a quickie, you established a strange relationship that was not even fully defined until a few months later.

Now returning to the present moment in which Konig had you against the wall and his cock deep inside you, not in your room or his, neither more nor less than in the conference room, he had one of your leg raised and with the other he grabbed your head, gluing it to the wall, turning your brain into mush, your eyes rolling into your skull and saliva escaping from your mouth.

"Shhh Liebling, they could hear us, you can shut up for me"

You moaned in response, he had no choice but to use the hand that was on your head to cover your mouth, the fact that there could be someone behind the doors listening to Konig fuck you kind of turned you on, Konig went up to your neck and made a couple of hickeys, left bite marks and such on your neck.

He unbuttoned your shirt and took out one of your breasts to massage it vigorously. He sucked on the nub and nibbled on it, helping you finish faster. You squirted on his cock like a damned woman. Shortly after, you could feel his thrusts go from being ferocious to uncoordinated. And finally, as he filled you with his semen, he came out of you and if it hadn't been for the fact that he was holding you, you would have fallen to the floor, you felt how all his essence was slipping from you to your thighs.

"Don't waste it my love"

He put his fingers inside you after collecting some of it and fucked you briefly with his fingers.

"We have fifteen minutes to leave before they catch us"

"Fuck, let's go" You buttoned your shirt and put on your panties and pants, he opened the door and before going your separate ways he gave you a quick kiss.

Something short so they don't get bored

#konig smut #konig cod #konig x reader #konig mw2 #konig #konig call of duty

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jakegasm · 1 year

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the heart wants what it wants | lo’ak sully

genre: angst ♧

pairing: lo’ak sully x omatikaya!reader & neteyam sully x omatikaya!reader

word count: 2.2k

part one here (this is the second part to mistakes 🙂)

warnings: none

brief info: my brain literally could not summarize this, it has been mush for the past week now so I apologize. But what I do know is that there's no fluff in this lol anyways ENJOY

Two months.

It’s been two months since the last you spoke to lo’ak—two months of absolute hell. But luckily for you, Neteyam made the best of the previous two months. You two did everything together ignoring the glares from his brother along the way. You cared but you also didn’t, you were finally starting to get over whatever it was that you two had. Though there was still a part of you that held a lot of love for him and at times you actually wondered about his reasoning for the mistake that cost him everything. At times you were alone and he always tried to take the opportunity of privacy but was always interrupted by neteyam sweeping you away from him.

However, today worked perfectly in his favor. Neteyam had been picked along with his father to go beyond the reef to hunt, he bid you farewell but not before tangling you in a bear-like hug squeezing all of the air out of you. You squealed and gasped tapping his back as a signal to release you, reluctantly he let you go muttering a quick “sorry.”

“Come back to me in one piece, mighty warrior.” The smile widened on his face at the nickname you had given him, smiling so widely his cheeks started to tingle in pain.

“Always.” He opened his mouth to say something else but closed it just as his name was being yelled. He gave you another bear-crushing hug before placing a soft kiss on your temple and then on your forehead, a habit he had picked up over the last couple of months. You didn’t mind though, you enjoyed it. It made you feel safe. Feel loved. You laughed pushing him away to save him from the lecture from his father, laughing along with you he swooped back in quickly placing another kiss on your skin, only this time it landed just on the corner of your mouth sending your body rigid. Your eyes widened staring blankly at his bright smile before he galloped into the water disappearing under and back up with his Ilu, speeding through the water to catch up with his father who threatened to leave him behind.

You still stared blankly into the ocean blinking slowly, your fingers lightly touched where his lips just rested. A wide smile slowly finds its way to your face while you watched him fully disappear out of sight.

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You found yourself walking along the shore searching the sand for seashells, shells that you promised tuk you’d find for your necklaces. Despite her not being so little anymore that didn’t change her bright personality, always looking for an adventure, always looking to spend time with you. Though she was maturing fast before your eyes you still saw the curious big doe-eyed little girl who always stood beside you no matter what, it was as if you were her own family even though you were merely a family friend. Yet, to her, you were more than that. You were her family and she loved every fiber in your body, everything about your existence she adored. You were her person.

You smiled at the iridescent shell that twinkled between your fingers before placing it in the small bag you had crafted. You scanned the other shells that resided in there before agreeing with yourself that these would be enough shells for your necklaces. Slinging the bag over your shoulder as you stood up you hadn’t seen someone standing right in front of you causing you to fall backward, squeezing your eyes shut you braced yourself for the hard fall but it never came. An arm had securely wrapped itself around your waist pulling you flush against your savior's chest. Slowly you blinked open your eyes blinking a few times to regulate your vision again, you were about to thank whoever it was who saved you from falling but also apologize for bumping into them. You opened your mouth to speak but quickly shut it again as your eyes met the last person you wished to see. His eyes bored into yours both of you not saying anything, your stomach churning while you two shared blank stares.

“Hey.” He finally breathed out, your own now shallow and breathy. You had prepared yourself for a time like this, though it wasn’t going as you planned. You were about to crumble right before you, but you weren’t going to allow him to see you in that state again. Quickly you pushed yourself out of his grip making him stumble backward a little from the harsh push, you gave him a quick “thank you” before rushing past him avoiding any of his longings stares.

“Can we talk?” He called out after you making you stop in your tracks. You bit your lip as the tears you held back for so long started to make an appearance once again, your back still facing him you squeezed your bag closer to your body for comfort.

“I have to go. Tuk is waiting for m-”

“She went swimming with kiri, she’ll be gone for a while.” You gnawed on your lip more while your mind raced to look for excuses to avoid him. You shut your eyes taking a ragged and uneven breath before turning your body to face him. Your breath got caught in your throat once more when you finally looked at him, really look at him. His eyes had a sunken look to them a dark shadow formed just underneath them, the muscles he had built up over the years slowly disappearing. You wanted to run over to him and pull him into the hug you had shamelessly craved for still, hold him, and comfort him. This was the lo’ak you knew and it scared you. But you held back the urges and remained in your spot.

“10 minutes. That’s all I want.” His body took slow yet quick strides towards you before stopping right in front of you, his body so close to yours you could feel his breath blow onto your face.

“After that, I’ll leave you alone. For good. Just please—please let me explain properly.” He sounded desperate to talk to you. You could practically hear the desperation in his words and the sincerity that lay in them, you cursed at yourself for what you were about to say.

“Okay. But, you only get 10 minutes. Meet me at ou–the regular place after neteyam goes to sleep.” You rushed out avoiding eye contact with him, though you still saw the wide smile that spread itself across his face before turning into a confused one.

“Why after he goes to sleep?”

“It is the only time you would be able to speak with me alone.” You half lied. You told the truth while lying at the same time, you were lying because you had promised neteyam you wouldn’t see lo’ak anymore. He convinced you that the damage lo’ak caused to you didn’t deserve your time nor breath. Your chest lightly tightened as you realized you just broke your promise to him.

“I’ll come for you when he does. Just do not come looking for me.” You didn’t wait for a reply before turning your back on him once more, only this time he didn’t stop you. You wish he had though.

So you could take back the mistake you just made.

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You watched as the waves silently crashed against the rock you were sitting upon. The water seemed surprisingly calm tonight, though the storm inside you was not. You regretted deeply agreeing to speak with him, you hadn’t realized his appearance walking towards you, too lost in your thoughts of how neteyam would react once he found out because you knew he was going to find out no matter what. He took a seat next to you dangling his legs off the rock your eyes never meeting him, they only focused on the waves that collided against the rocky surface. Clearing his throat he straightened up his posture staring into the starry night sky.

“Guess I’ll just get right into it.” Quickly he glanced at you only to find your gaze still in the currents below you. Sighing he continued, “I’m gonna be very honest here, me and tsireya…we did kiss. Only once though, but I know that doesn’t lessen the damage that’s already been done.” He squeezed his eyes shut at the thought disgusted at the memory of the two, but mainly disgusted with himself.

“It was a stupid thing to do and I won’t sit here and try to make it seem like it wasn’t. I regret it. It haunts me every time I see you or even when I try to sleep. And I know sorry isn’t going to cut it but–” He paused taking another breath, “I want you to know that deeply I am sorry. And I know–I know we were having um, problems before all of this but, I now realize that it was me. I was the main problem here, not you. You never were. You still aren’t.” Your head turned towards him hearing this, his face stayed turned towards the sky though it held a new expression. He screwed up his face sadness clouding his features as he rambled on.

“And seeing you with neteyam, watching how happy he makes you, how much and wide he makes you smile, it made me realize how much I had actually abandoned you.” He turns his head meeting your glazing eyes, “It made me realize that I had lost you.” He paused for a moment, swallowing the familiar lump that was forming in his throat. “Lo’ak…” you whispered out to him tears now whelped up in your own eyes, he quickly turned away from you before you could see his own tears that were threatening to spill.

“My brother is a great person. If it is him you want to be with I won’t stop you. I trust him with you–I know he will give you everything that I couldn’t.” He looked down at his hands playing with his fingers in his lap, not caring about the water droplets that fell on them. “I want you to be happy…That’s all I ever wanted. Even if it’s not with me.” He whispered finishing his head still hanging low he no longer cared about concealing his tears as he let them fall freely. You were silent, you were feeling guilty and you didn’t know why. He was right, none of this was your fault, though you still felt you had some responsibility towards his hurt forgetting how much pain he had caused you. Hesitantly you tangled your fingers with his own both your hands resting in his lap, his wide eyes now on you searching your face for answers though you only smiled at him. Your other hand came up to softly wipe away the tears that had accumulated on his face almost instantly he leaned into your touch squeezing your hand that held his own. His lips lightly trembling at the soft touch from you, something he had been craving for so long.

“It is okay lo’ak…I–” You took a necessary deep breath before you continued, “I forgive you but I cannot forget about what you did…thank you for telling me the truth.” You finished smiling at him, his own smile reflecting yours. You two stayed like that for a while, your thumb rubbing across his cheek while his thumb rubbed soothing circles on the back of your hand. Your heart swelled at the soft actions you two exchanged, this is all you wanted. You just wanted him again. And you hated yourself for it. You hated the amount of love you held for him but…also for someone else.

“Can–can I try something?” You were quick to nod, he removed your hand from his face untangling his other hand from yours only to place them just below your cheek holding your face in his hands now. Both of your breathing had picked up watching as both of your eyes danced between each other's eyes and lips. And then you felt it. His lips had landed on top of your own not moving, scared and allowing you to pull away, but when you didn’t he set a slow pace. You cautiously kissed him back, you knew you weren’t supposed to be doing this with him, but it felt so right at the same time. Gently you placed your arms around his neck locking them, you could feel him smile in the kiss before one of his hands left your face and traveled to hold your waist while he focused on deepening your kiss. You could feel the desperation, the sadness, the neediness in the kiss. All the things you two felt were in this kiss. What you didn’t feel was the onlooker watching the two of you. The one person you had thought was long asleep. Watched as you two embraced each other, the feeling of betrayal quickly building up in them. With a huff, the person swiftly turned away storming their way back to their mauri anger bubbling in them when they confirmed their most feared thought.

The heart wants what it wants.

ya’ll really thought i was going to give you a sweet ending that easily? Nah, ya’ll gotta work for that, ya’ll should know by now that i LOVE to tease. Anyways, hope you enjoyed my babies ! mwah!

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hornyhornyhimbos · 1 year

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Hi! So, I was a little bit scared to put a request but then I read the characters you write for and my brain immediately had a horny thought.

What if Luke Alvez and reader are co-workers and they are on a undercover mission as a couple and they kiss as a distraction. BUT, that kiss somehow starts to get a little heated and out of nowhere Luke just whines and squirms. This leads them to them in their hotel room and they just can keep their hands off each other and read just makes him feel good.

I would just love to get Alvez all dumb and submissive, getting all the control and just leaving him for more.

I hope this is something you’re up to. I have a lot of ideas so… I might send them all at once or spread them for next Friday.💗

so... this has been in my inbox for like two months... and it's most definitely not friday.. i'm so sorry i haven't had the motivation to write it but i finally had an idea so i hope it turned out ok!!

luke alvez is the cutest, subby, dumb boy to have ever walked the earth ♡

18+ duh, unprotected piv sex (don't do this or ur pp will fall off), sub!luke x soft dom!afab!reader, handjob, nipple play, reader licks luke's cum off her own titties, explicit language, maybe dubcon (they were both drinking beforehand), 1.4K words, not beta read!

filthy fridays | ask box

from the moment you pulled luke into your hotel room, he couldn't keep his hands off you.

flashbacks of the night rushed through your mind. sipping alcohol just a couple tables away from your latest unsub, luke grabbing your face and kissing you with a level of fervor you'd never seen before, the moans he let out, muffled by your lips. you'd watched him squirm in his seat as he pulled away, most definitely situating the hard-on you suspected had appeared in his jeans.

"please," he practically begged, his hands sliding up your blouse. his lips met yours for a heated kiss, the taste of bourbon distinct.

"please… what? what do you want?" you asked, your hands at the nape of his neck.

"i want you," he answered.

you pulled him back in for another kiss, your lips dripping with want for each other. "gonna have to do better than that, baby. i need to know what you want."

hands traveled up and down both of your bodies, your limbs entangled to the point where you didn't know where he started and you ended. he whimpered against your mouth while his hands met your breasts, grabbing at them like it was the only thing on his mind.

"oh, is that what you want? you want my tits, huh?" you teased, and his hips bucked in response.

"mhm," he mumbled as he connected his mouth to yours, his palms holding you through your bra.

you pulled away, clicking your tongue at him. "are you too dumb for words now? can't even give me a simple answer when you're asked a question?"

he moaned at your words, his hands wandering over your breasts, just waiting for you to let him have them.

"ok, baby. sit down on the bed, yeah? i'll give you everything you need." your hands moved to his waist, pushing him toward the mattress.

one of his hands trailed down your body, ending at the hem of your shirt while the other still palmed at your clothed breast. "please," he begged, trying his best to take your blouse off with one hand.

"needy boy," you smirked. you pulled the fabric off, revealing the prettiest lace bra luke had ever laid eyes on. his palms reached for your boobs again, pulling them out of the lacy cups. he went glassy-eyed at the sight, taking one of them in his mouth.

"oh, luke," you gasped, guiding his opposite hand to the other breast. he twisted your nipple between his digits, wetness dripping through your matching panties at the feel of him.

he sucked on your tit like a man starved, his brain already too fucked out to form coherent thoughts. your own brain was turning to mush as he suckled the bud, your fingers moving to grip the curls on his nape. "ah-ah," you tutted, "thought you wanted me."

his hips rutted into yours, searching for any friction he could find. he whined against your hardened nipple, the vibration only aiding the heat that pooled in your stomach.

your digits worked at the button of his slacks, teasingly sliding them down to his ankles. "touch yourself for me, yeah? want you to get yourself ready for me," you instructed. your hands moved to your jeans, but you were met with a disapproving "nuh-uh."

"oh?" you asked, your eyebrows raising. "you don't want to touch yourself?"

"can't," he managed. his hands stayed on his thighs, like he'd thought about obeying you but couldn't.

your palms moved to your hips. "and why's that?" your eyes met his, like fire meeting pure water.

"need to cum inside you," he answered.

you chuckled, your hands trailing to the band of his boxers. "tell you what, baby," you said, pulling him out of the wet fabric. "you wanted my tits so much. you cum on them and then maybe i'll let you cum inside me, yeah?"

his head fell back as you worked his cock, moving up and down the shaft at the perfect pace. your other hand moved to his tee shirt, pulling the material over his head. your fingers dragged down his chest, stopping to play with his nipple. whines and moans fell from his lips, his hand wrapping around yours and helping you bring him closer to his high.

"yeah?" you teased. "that feel good, baby?"

he answered with a mewl, shifting his hips. he fucked himself with your hand, his orgasm close. the sight of his shaking thighs and sex-drunk eyes had you nearly cumming yourself, your panties drenched at the thought of him cumming inside you.

"are you close?" you asked, already knowing the answer from the sporadic movements of his hips.

"uh-huh," he managed, "fuck."

your hand worked faster, your body craving for his dick to be buried deep inside you. lewd sounds filled the hotel room, like music to your ears.

a string of moans tumbled from luke's lips as he reached his release, his seed spilling all over your bare chest. you both pushed him through his high, milking every last drop from his cock.

he fell back on the bed, his hand staying on his shaft even after you pulled away. your fingers dragged over the peaks and dips of your breasts, collecting his cum and bringing it to your mouth. the salty taste was like heaven to your taste buds, and you slightly regretted not fucking him with your mouth instead.

you practically tore off your jeans and panties, before moving up onto the bed. you took his cock in your hand, running the head along your folds. "you ready, baby?"

he managed to nod, his lip quivering as you finally pushed him inside you, slowly lowering yourself down his length. your head fell back as you adjusted yourself, the stretch almost too much. "can i move a little, baby, or is that too much for you?"

a small moan of approval tumbled from his mouth, his eyes already screwed shut. you began rocking your hips, the head of his dick brushing against your spongy spot. your walls clenched around him, pulling him that much further into you.

"oh shit, luke," you groaned, steadying yourself by placing your hands on his stomach. his happy trail was coarse under your palm, and you couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like against your nose as you sucked him off. "fuck me."

"trying to," he huffed in amusement, lifting his hips to meet yours.

your pelvis moved faster, chasing down your impending high. the sounds of your slick filled the room, only aiding the senses of your sweaty body. sweat dripped down the hair on luke's chest, and you were tempted to lick it away. you were close, but it wasn't enough.

"touch my clit," you instructed. luke met you with furrowed brows and wide eyes. you repeated, "are you fucking dumb? i said to touch my clit."

your command had luke falling apart, his thighs shaking beneath you as he came inside you. thick ropes of his seed shot through you, like blood running through your veins. he willed his hand to move, his fingers meeting your bud in slow circles.

"oh, yeah," you mewled, "right there, baby, right fucking there!"

luke lifted his head, meeting your naked chest with his lips. he nipped and licked at your tit, pushing you closer to the edge. his fingers toyed at your clit at just the right speed, and the coil in your belly snapped, cumming around his cock.

"shitshitshit," you all but yelled, your hips bucking and canting as you worked yourself through your orgasm.

you fell onto his chest, attempting to catch your breath as you rested on top of him. his hand met your hair, petting it in slow strokes. "so…" he said, his voice trailing off.

a smirk lifted one half of your lips. "so…"

"that happened," he huffed, meeting your head with a small peck.

you lifted yourself, profanities coming from your lips at the sudden movement. your eyes met his, your smirk turning to a smile. "it did. you did great," you laughed.

"thank you, i try," he chuckled, his hands settling on your love handles. "so, what is this?"

"whatever you want it to be."

luke had the prettiest smile you'd ever seen, and the one he gave you in that moment only further proved your theory. "i think," he said, "we should do that again. and maybe that'll help us figure out what we should call it."

"that might just be the best idea you've ever had, luke alvez."

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happy belated valentines and happy lent !! to celebrate, here’s some poorly-written smut that’s been in my drafts for about 6 months :D

*this is meant to be the prequel for this post*

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this isn’t the first time you’ve ever fucked someone. you’ve gotten your fair share of action over the years with a wide variety of people (usually when you’re intoxicated, as you’ve found that you can’t seem to enjoy sexual intimacy without the crutch of liquid or smokey courage). and as time went on, you grew less and less enthusiastic about your sexual encounters, eventually deciding to settle with your fingers and vibrator whenever you needed to get one off. and to that decision you remained loyal… until tonight. good thing, too, because you know for a fact that sex has never felt this good.

you can’t even remember how you both got into this situation. the last thing you remembered was sharing a blunt with a mutual friend from the party that your friends dragged you to, and now, your mouth is filled with his cock as you grind your clit on the bed beneath you. he groans above you in pleasure, and you feel your fluids start to soak the bed as his cum fills your mouth. you don’t think you can go on much longer without having his dick stuffed into your pussy, so you clamber up to his chest and start trying to grind against him.

“behave,” he mumbles huskily against your ear, grabbing your hips. he groans out in pleasure as he rubs his tip against your entrance. your pussy gets wet with slick, and you frantically grab his penis with your bright acrylics. “you wanna ride me, baby?” he asks with a teasing tone. “mhmmm,” you sigh out as you sink down onto his cock, and you begin to grind back and forth on him.

the sloppy noises of your pussy slapping against his balls begin to bounce off the walls of his room, and the overwhelming pleasure you feel from being stretched out on his thick cock is enough to drive you into a state of delirium. you think you can hear him teasing you about being eager, but your brain is complete mush at this point, so all you can respond with is prayer-like chants of “please– nghhh! can’t stop!” and “aa-ahhh need more.” and you know that there’s no more of himself that he can give to you, but you’re so preoccupied with chasing your orgasm that you can’t even find it in yourself to care. maybe it’s the weed talking, or maybe you’re just drunk off his cock, but you don’t even know where you end and he begins. all you know is that you never want it to end.

and then, he starts to lose control too, grunts turning into moans as he frantically starts fucking up into you. you both moan and grind until you’re squirting all over his dick. his penis slips out of you from the pressure of the fluids flowing out of you, but you quickly grab it and grind your overstimulated cunt on top of it until he cums onto his own chest. you bend down and lick the cum off of his body like it’ll disappear if you don’t. “tastes so gooood,” you moan as you lick up his seed.

this shifts something in him, you think, because his eyes are suddenly covered with more lust—which you didn’t even think could be possible with how he’d already been looking at you—as he roughly flips you on your back, sinks between your thighs, and starts eating you out. “what’re you doing to me?” he moans with your legs on his shoulders and his voice muffled by your swollen pussy, and you’re grinding down into his mouth as he slurps you up like a starved man. the noises coming from him between your thighs have you gripping his hair and moaning louder than you ever have before.

he inserts a couple of fingers between your folds while continuing to eat you out, and the moans that he releases from the sight of your arousal bring you closer to the edge. “fuckkk, i’ve never tasted pussy this fucking good before,” he desperately declares with swollen lips, and it’s enough to have you squirting on his wide fingers. “you’ve been holding out on me this whole time, huh? with this gorgeous pussy that’s squirting so much for me?” you try to respond, but all you can reply with is a jumble of overstimulated moans as he finger-fucks you through your orgasm and your juices splash all over his sheets once more.

you both collapse on the bed, and you let out breathless laugh-moans at the tremors that shake your body due to your climax. and for a minute, you both just lay there relishing in each others company and feeling on top of the world. but then, post-nut clarity hits you like a bitch. you jolt up from the bed with a “fuck!” before immediately getting dizzy from the sheer amount of back-to-back orgasms he gave you. he turns to you, seemingly confused and concerned by your current state.

“you good?” he asks with an eyebrow raised, head resting on his elbow as he sits up from the pillow.

“you,” you start as you try to catch your breath, “you didn’t use a condom.”

his face goes blank, and then he also jolts up from the bed with a “fuck!”

you call out a panicked “exactly!” over your shoulder as you rush to the bathroom, because you’ll be damned if a little cbd-influenced escapade ends up giving you a uti.

“ok,” he says as he starts to grab his clothes, “ok, there’s a store across the street that’s still open, so i’m gonna head over there and see if they have any plan B.” or worse.

“wait, i’m coming with you after i finish up.”

“mhm,” he shakily responds as he begins to pace around the room.

ten minutes later, the both of you are at the front of the checkout line, and you can actually feel your eye twitch when the high schooler running the register snickers at the sight of your emergency contraceptives. “that’ll be $49.99,” she says. but before you can whip out your wallet, he hands her his card. you look at him in shock, and when he glances back at you in confusion, you quickly avert your gaze.

“what’s wrong?” he asks when you both leave the store.

“nothing!” you pause and turn to him. “just wasn’t expecting you to pay, so… thanks.”

“oh, please do not thank me for that shit. that’s the bare minimum, especially after what i put you through tonight.” he’s not looking at you anymore. instead, he sits down on the sidewalk and looks straight up at the stars (friendly reminder that this man is high !!!).

“i mean, in your defense, we both got really… carried away,” you say while sitting down beside him, and you both start giggling (friendly reminder that the both of them are high !!!).

your laughter dies down, and you’re both just staring at the sky in silence. and the weird thing about it is how comfortable it is. like, the both of you barely ever spoke outside the context of your friends, and yet, you can both just sit there and enjoy each other’s presence without having to say anything. but when he does say something, you’re not mad at it at all.

“you hungry?”

“i could eat.”

#college!au #eren x reader #iwaizumi x reader #suna x reader #aki x reader #choso x reader #sakusa x reader #once again please tell me if it’s dookie !!!

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heyyy girlie, i hope you’re doing good and your loved ones too.

just checking in to tell you that i used to be a big mason girl in 2020-2021-2022 and then life happened i guess: just moved abroad, started a new job, met new people, stopped watching english football, had other celebrity crushes and just spent less time on tumblr. but, a few weeks ago i moved back home, im 24 and i am soon moving in my first ever big girl apartment, and i opened tumblr again. and i don’t know, im just back in my mason era: it has been a few months since i saw pictures of him and GIRL!!! girl mase has been gorgeous lately, i understood he has been injured for the whole winter and the mason content was missing but from what im seeing now he turned into a fine man!

anyway, just to let you know i’m still loving your account like a was a few years back and if you have any recommendations on (new) mason blogs to follow let me know!

bye, xxx 🩷🩷

HI GIRLY

First of all, welcome back 🤭 he is gorgeous isn’t he I just love him. But it’s nice you’ve been living life and I’m glad everything’s going well 🩷

I always hate these cause I know I’m gonna miss someone out but I’ll just tag below everyone I can think of but feel free to add more everyone else. We’ve lost quite a few recently and my brain is just mush right now

@carlottawllms @saltyheartnightmare @bluesmason @yoursselo @pulisicsgirl @masonmtxo @mountsmase @mountmasns @mountsluvrr @prettymase @jessmm7 @lovelynikol16 @neverinadream @raremasey @masons-tours @harvestmount @masonreds @ithinkimokeei @tsimvkas @prideofpd @footiehoemcfc

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Allright my sweet Jam, listen about this. How about a reader who is new at her work and Meet our dear nerdy boy Jensen, Who happens to be in a very bad relationship with a mean girl. He doesn’t leave her because he thinks nobody would date him again , however there comes our reader girl being a badass, sort of friendsxlovers cuties🤭.

Im loving thiiiis!!!! 🙈

Hi nonnie😌❤️

😩soft boi Jakey is always going to have a special place in my heart - the golden retriever look on his face is so damn adorable-

Bad B*tch

Jake Jensen x Reader (you)

Summary: Jake is in a tough spot with a terrible person around. You choose to be the bitch and snap him out of it.

Warning: Swear words.

"I'm so fed up!" Hush-yells Clara, who shoved Jake away from her close proximity, "Leave me alone!"

Storming off from the coffee room, she didn't look back.

If anyone other than people from your department is seeing this, they would think that Jake, who had been pushed and shoved, must have done something wrong to piss off the pretty lady who ran away.

From your point of view?

Clara was obviously manipulating her boy toy again.

It was unfair to call Jake "boy toy", however, with his weirdly cute goatee and the round spectacles on the bridge of his nose, you understood why Clara would want him around. He was undoubtedly good-looking, and practical regarding computers, phones, and anything linked to the power strip.

In fact, your laptop was what connected you and him in the first place. On the first day in your office, you were completely bewildered by the complicated authorization process to make amendments to some files. After some help from the only guy at IT - Jake - you were lucky to gain the authorization from the IT department twice as fast. You had been friends since.

Now, after two years working for your company, you knew too well of your co-workes, Jake included, but especially Clara from the same department where you came from.

Clara was the notorious slayer of hearts, keeping a few men around the tips of her fingers, and manipulate them to do her work for her, occasionally rewarding them by blowing a kiss (or screw them in an empty office, you had the unfortunate experience of walking in Clara and another men fucking each other's brain out) and making their sanity scrambled into mush.

Jake, as it seemed, has fell into the hands of Clara since six months ago.

Jake met your eyes from where he was standing. He managed a small smile, which looked sad rather than happy.

"What is it with this time?" You asked quietly.

It has happened so many times after Jake was determined that Clara was willing to be his girlfriend. Clara would scream and yell whenever something didn't work out the way she expected to, and Jake would hastily apologize for something that wasn't his fault.

"I ... got upset when she got too close with Felix." Jake scratched the back of his head, stepping out of the coffee room and gesturing towards the terrace, where he'd be more open to conversation without eyes and ears close by, "It's ... it's my fault, though, I'm insecure, I'm ..." Jake repeated what Clara had hissed at him, shutting his eyes, he could still hear her words ringing in his ears.

"Sorry about dumping this on you." He hastily apologized. He noticed that you were awfully quiet, probably because that you didn't want to hear about his yet-to-be relationship drama.

"It's okay." You shrugged.

It was not. But last time when you told Jake that Clara was manipulating him into doing her biddings, Jake broke into a large fight with you.

Even though he apologized the next day, but stating the fact that Clara was nothing like you imagined her, you realized some topics were better staying in the dark.

Topics like Clara and her ways with men.

However, it didn't mean that you couldn't wiggle your opinion into his mind.

You turned to him, your voice flooded with sympathy, "You must feel that you are out of her league, I get that a lot."

Yeah sure, Clara didn't deserve him.

Jake took a deep breath, before continuing, "It's just that ... none of the girls finds me attractive." He casted a small glimpse in your direction, "I'm the nerdy IT guy, and they are always ... hot. " Licking his lower lip nervously, Jake huffed, "Clara is different. She has a bad temper, but I think she likes me. She really does."

You were not going to dwell on the case of Clara, because you knew no matter what you say, he was going to defend her. So you changed your approach, "Rewind to the last thing you said - you're not a nerd."

Jake pouted, blinking his puppy eyes.

His whole demeanor was expressing one simple idea. He knew you were trying to sneak by with a white lie.

You laughed. "Okay! Okay, you are. But you're cute. Don't girls dig the cute nerd type?"

"You'd be surprised." He sagged his shoulder, looking depressed, mumbling, "Thank you, anyways. You must have something better to do, and yet you chose to stay and listened to my miserable love life-"

"Don't." You instinctively stopped him from saying more, "Look, Jake, you've been my friend ever since I got to this place, and I know you. I chose to stay because my friend is in need because of a-" You swallowed the B-word, with difficulty, "a really bad person broke his heart, over, over and over again. Not because of anything else, and certainly not because my dear friend 'doesn't deserve' some comforting when he needs it."

Jake stretched his arms over the terrace railing, looking into the city's concrete walls and iron jungles.

"Jake, look at me." You whispered.

He gave no reply, simply letting out a long sigh.

"Jake." You raised your voice, only by a little, and he still did not answer you.

"Jake-" You squished his cheek between your palms, finally made him turn your way, with his adorable lips protruding, "You're better than this - sulking over that bitch - okay?"

A pit of fire rolled in your stomach.

Why couldn't he see the truth? That Clara was playing him, that she never meant to be his girlfriend, not to mention the new boytoy she had, Felix, who was in the accountant and that she needed Felix to check the books for five dozen purchases in your department - on top of, the purchase checks were supposed to be Clara's work, because she messed up with her data entries.

"She wants me." Jake repeats stubbornly. If he had puppy ears, they'd be dangling to the floor, "She likes me."

God, enough with Jake and his bullshit-

You stood on your tiptoes quickly, and smothered Jake with a kiss. The hands on either side of his cheek helps. The fire in your stomach fueled to the kiss, urging you to nibble on his lips, regardless that you were on the terrace of the company building, that you could be seen by almost anyone who stepped foot into the second floor, while the only thing that separated you from the building was see-through glass doors.

"Jake, I need you to help me with-" Clara rushed over, pulling the glass door open, was stunned at her spot, and then, "YOU BITCH!" She screamed at you.

"Guess I am." You smiled coyly, letting go of Jake's reddened lips, "need anything?"

Clara turned to Jake, stomping like a teenager, "Jake, please, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled. I really need your help."

"I-" Jake hesitated.

"Jake pleaaaaase, you can't help her like that." You mocked her voice, fingers exploring his chin and his stupidly cute goatee, "Oh wait - sorry, forgot I was a bitch. Now why don't I live up to that name - " You made the most impressive bitch face in your entire life, not that you did it before, but with you narrowing your eyes, and twitching your lips, and the "Fuck off from my boyfriend", you made Clara scatter.

You were crossing your arms in contempt, satisfied with your tactics, when a small gasp from Jake made you aware of his presence.

"For the record, I'm not saying sorry." You pursed your lips into a thin line, "Even if you don't want me to be your friend anymore."

Jake gulped, and gulped again, and calling your name hesitantly. Thin sheet of sweat emerged from his forehead, before the goofy grin curled up onto his lips.

"No. No." He murmured. Cheeks pink, biting the inside of his lip, staring into the ground so hard as if studying tile patterns, he added, "You're not asking me for help at work, are you?"

You huffed out a laugh. You could not believe his first concern of your announcement.

"Yes." You cleared your throat.

His eyes looked up in disbelief.

"And asking you to come to our house for New Year's dinner. And asking you to teach me how to play Overwatch. And asking you to be my date at my cousin's wedding. And such and such." Your hand sneaked to his side, secretly interlacing his fingers with yours, "What'd you say?"

"Yeah." He breathed, "Yeah that sounds ... great. As long as I get to be Sombra."

"Who?" You quirked your eyebrows.

Jake giggled, holding your hand tightly in his, "You have so much to catch up on Overwatch! Sombra is the most badass one of them all - well, not as badass as you, it seems..."

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isalisewrites · 2 months

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A ramble on writing every day in February

Another month has gone by now. I have written every day in January and every in February, which is 60 consecutive days in a row where I have written 700 words or more every day.

It's been a shitty February.

I had to have some mild surgery that put me under anesthesia for the first time. I reacted to it for weeks, but thankfully that's subsided. Unfortunately, the stress was too much and I had to drop two of my three college classes. I did this because it's highly likely that I'll have to have further surgery this year.

Somehow, I still managed to stick with my goal.

Your girl purposely woke up an hour earlier, at 4am, to reach her goal before the surgery. Neither surgery or a later ER visit could stop this determined bitch from writing. (Just the anesthesia reaction)

It has been an immovable requirement in my day, even when I'm rushing at 11:58pm to hurry and get 700 words down before Scrivener resets for the day at 12:00am. Even now, it's almost 9pm my time and I haven't written my 700 words for the day.

Rest assured, it will be done.

I did not reach the same height of success as I did last month. I didn't knock it out of the park, but I still did pretty damn good and I'm proud of the word count that I reached this month.

There's something invigorating about sticking to the goal of writing everyday. Even though it's been so much harder, even though some days my brain is mush from the physical issues I'm dealing with, I am so glad that I've kept going. It's been a VERY difficult month - both physically and mentally.

I'm so glad I haven't given up on this.

Everything else can fall around me, but writing is my anchor and my sanity. Again, I can say with perfect confidence that choosing to write every day no matter what has been the best thing that I could for my mental health.

You can see how there were so many days where hitting my bare minimum was all I could do - and that was good enough. The bare minimum is 700 words a day or 20,300 words for February. I reached 31,000 words.

Not bad at all.

I had not one, but TWO unruly chapters this month, where I had to split them into two because of how long they were getting. Arc Two had been 27 chapters in total, but it's now 29 chapters. Out of all the Arcs, I had not anticipated it would Arc Two that would get bigger. This tells me that my rough estimate for Arc Three, Four, and Five is probably very wrong.

But I managed to complete four more chapters. They're in my 'pre-edit' stage, which means they're unrefined and need a good comprehensive edit. Usually, when I go through my comprehensive edit, I add 1,000 to 2,000 words to the chapter. It's a vital part of my writing process and cannot be skipped.

This is how determined I am. This is how much I'm tracking everything. This graph here shows the magnitude of my commitment to this story.

There were more hard days than easy days this last month, unfortunately. So many days, it felt like my mind was swimming in molasses. But I still wrote, even if I didn't always like what had been written. It's good enough. Something is better than nothing. Living each day doing what is my soul's greatest joy and desire makes life bearable.

Until next month.

#mywriting #fanfic writer #fanfiction writer #writing #tomarry #hp #hp fanfic #harry potter #tom riddle #fanfiction #fanfic #2024 writing goal update #terrible but great #writer #2024 writing goals #isa's ramblings #isa's writing

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dartagnantt · 2 months

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Otherworldly Patron: The Absolute | Become a thrall… erm true soul of Baldur's Gate 3's absolute

PDFs of this and more can be found over on at my Patreon here!

Welcome to 'Inexorable' and what could be any more unstoppable than something which is absolute… ignoring the fact that the absolute is capable of being defeated. But yeah, become a true soul and expand your mind

Expanded Mind

Just the basics, by psychic and cast spells with your mind changing the spellcasting stat because it felt on brand.

Authority

The narrator saying "Authority" has been branded into my mind, I couldn't not add it. I did have to generalise it since I can't mechanically guarantee branded cultists. In the end, this is somewhere in between suggestion and command. It is, however, not a charm effect, so feel free to do terrible things to elves. And if you wonder why I let you harm people with it… fight the gnolls and get back to me.

Absorb Intellect

This was one of the illithid powers you can unlock, but since this isn't a video game, I can't just give you free healing. So instead, some risk reward. The higher the int of the target, the juicier the brain, but the more likely they are to resist this effect

Detect Intellect

This is a power from the elder brain in 5e, except not up to a mile. So I broaden you mind a little further

Psionic Transportation

The fly power is something you get if you choose to absorb the astral touched tadpole, so I made it the capstone

Exalted Mind

I like the idea of your otherworldly patron making you capable of expanding past your mortal limits, this doesn't actually increase you intelligence, but it does make it possible

Far Reaching Intellect

People like more range, right?

I will not be Denied!

I always like the idea of messing with creature type restrictions. And most undead and constructs are controlled anyway, so why not?

Psionic Backlash

This is based on two powers from baldur's gate, mushed together.

Psionic Barrier

Psychic shield instead of force shield. Seemed neat.

Psionic Passenger

Why not treat your mind controlled thrall like a familiar

Mind Blast

Yet another power, except as a spell, so I could scale it like one :)

And now to plug my stuff. I release homebrews weekly over on my Patreon. Anyone who pledges $1 or more per post don't have to wait a month to see them, and also help fund my being alive habit.

At the moment, they have exclusive access to the following:

Martial Archetype: Knight of the Fallen Oak

Words of Power

Maelstrom Hammer

Sealing Rituals

I also have three classes, and a splatbook over on DriveThrueRPG to check out:

The Rift Binder. A class specialising in summoning monsters and controlling the battlefield.

The Witch Knight. A class that combines swords and sorcery in the most literal way.

The Werebeast. A class that turns you into a half beast to destroy your foes.

d'Artagnan's Adventurer Almanac. A compendium of races, subclasses, feats, spells, monsters and more!

#d&d 5e #subclasses #warlock #otherworldly patron #dnd item #dnd homebrew #dnd5e #dnd 5e homebrew #d&d homebrew #d&d items #d&d5e

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abalonetea · 5 months

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Hi! It’s been a while since I did anything like this! My name’s Katie – and I publish under K. E. Koontz over on Amazon, and Abalonetea on patreon! I used to train horses for a living but now I’m a professional freelance ghostwriter and dev/con editor (I sometimes do beta reading and outline making too!).

I’m the sole working individual in a household of four (plus many furry friends), partially blind, fully disabled, and always looking to make new friends in the writeblr community. My favorite thing in the whole world to write about are werewolves and you’ll see them a lot on my blog. I’m a big fan of horror, high fantasy, and any story that lets me mash twenty different genres together.

My big end goal is to eventually not have to ghostwrite other people’s works and to just rely on my own writing to support the family. It’s a far off dream but I’m slowly getting there!

But Katie, what do you write about? This answer changes constantly but some of my current favorites right now are…

Twice Bitten, the sequel to my YA werewolf novel, Howl, which is also about werewolves

Gorehound, the sequel to my horror novel, Coaltown, which is about monsters in the Alaskan wilds

SHED, which pretends it’s a monster story but really it’s a psychological thriller about loving your best friend so much that you’ll do literally anything to keep them safe

Of Wolves, a 2nd person PoV story about zombies in the Appalachian mountains

Abyss, a super long high fantasy about healers and curses and chosen ones (there’s a werewolf here too)

The Possession of Joshue Roe, as the title implies a possession horror novel but this one is also about best friends

(and if you've been here a while and you're going what about IDS85? well, that one is finished and getting published next month oops)

Some other story ideas I really like but I’m not actively writing are…

Like Clay, a super long story about monster hunters, angels, and werewolves, and also two guys that have the absolute worst lives you’ve ever seen

Pretty Things, following an Anatolian shepherd puppy who has to guard his flock of sheep from wolves once the farmer goes missing

Three Years A Dog, this one is more werewolves but high fantasy

The Summer Murphy Jones Dies, also about werewolves but it’s set on the coast

Dog Hunt, this one is about werewolves and the outline is at 8k and not finished yet

I try really hard to stay up to date on what people are doing on here but my brain is pretty much mush at all times and The Struggle Is Real.

You can catch me on @sweetwatertales too, which is where I post about my romance novel endeavors (Greek Vacation, published, but soon to be also Midwest Station) and eventually I’ll get active on my crime thriller blog, @gravelydevoted where I mostly will be posting about Meathook and Capetown Killers.

#writeblr #writeblr intro #reintroduction

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mediocre-shark-tales · 3 months

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Fated by the Stars

Straykids ot8 x Reader

Warnings - Mentions of Abuse, Mentions of Wounds. Violence

Summary - Months after escaping your old hell hole, they have found you. However a new pack comes to your rescue and you enter a new upgraded world. You just need to trust that you are truly safe this time.

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My paws pounded against the mush and muddy ground, my heart pounding in my ears. Any other time this would have been quite a nice time, running wild and free. The wind gliding through my fur while basking in the soft scent of freshly dampen tree bark, mixed with the musk of wildflowers that decorate the forest floor. How ever right now I was trying to out run my old pack. It had been a few months since our last run in, after I had finally escaped their angered grasp. Memories of those terrible nights and days invade my brain reminding me why I'm running purely off of fear and adrenaline. I could hear their barks and short howls as they raced after me. Yet only one howl really set fear through my soul. He was the head alpha, the one who was obsessed with returning me to the pack. I don't know why but he has always targeted me amongst the other Omega's. Oh yeah that's right, I'm one of the poor lowly Omega's under his grasp. The only small difference is that I was able to finally escape to freedom. At the sound of more paws coming towards me, I halted against the ground as 8 much bigger wolves crept out of the tree line.

They were all decently bigger than me in their own ways, making it obvious that none of them were omega's. It seems that during this high speed chase, I had run myself and my ex pack into another pack's territory. I saw a few of them glance at me, before they focused on the 7 beta's and alpha close behind me. Each of the groups growled at each other and slowly crept closer. I slowly backed out of the area between the two groups, right before the 7 began to attack the 8. I took my chance here and ran off in a random direction hoping to escape while I still could. Unfortunately for me, it seems another member from my ex pack was hiding in the shadows. Jumping out onto me before I could truly make my daring escape. I barked out in surprise before trying my best to fight back. I almost held my own before their alpha instincts really kicked in.

I could feel his teeth digging into my skin, his claws tearing away at my flesh. I howled and barked out in immense pain, my frail malnourished body would not be able to withstand much more of this. I heard a small crack echo through my ears as pain shot from my back leg. In an attempt to push the much larger wolf off, I had most likely fractured my leg. Soon however I watched as the brown mass was body slammed off of me by another grey mass. I watched as an alpha from the other pack chased off my attacker. I nearly cried in relief until I saw the other pack begin to surround me. I slowly rolled over and attempted to stand up. Whimpering as I accidentally stood on my fractured limb. Looking into the eyes of each of the wolves, I felt as if something began to click into place. They're scents filling my nose with soft, sweet and deliciousness that I had never smelled on another wolf before. It seemed as if the other wolves began to experience a similar effect as they all began to slowly soften their stances. All of these new feelings began to race through my system, overloading and overstimulating my senses. I tried to hobble backwards as a soft whimper left my lips. I almost wished the ground opened and swallowed me whole.

I could their expressions soften as they tried to push calming pheromones out to me, kneeling slightly to try and gain my trust. But all that was lost to the winds as only a few seconds later did my body give out to the pain and wounds decorating my small frame. The sound of my malnourished body hitting the ground reverberated through my mind as I drifted off into the void.

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When I finally woke up, I found myself in a light grey room. It felt almost sterile with little to know color, and minimal furniture. Looking down at myself, I saw I was in someones t-shirt and a pair of shorts. My wounds were all cleaned and bandaged, lifting the shirt showed more bandaged wounds. What stood out the most however was the thick wrapping around my leg, at this realization also came the dull yet immense pain. I whined as it slowly grew now that I was conscious. With my phone came the sound of running as many bodies entered the room, causing my anxiety to once again skyrocket. At the familiar smell of delicious scents, I calmed down only sightly. After all I still knew nothing of this pack, of these men.

"Please don't be scared little one! we just wanted to make sure you were okay. Nothing will happen to you while you're here." The tallest one spoke, he had longer black hair up in a man bun showing off his undercut. He held his hands up in a show of surrender. Based on his body language and structure, He must be a Beta. His words helped calm me enough to hopefully stop the sour-ing of my scent. But I still could not fully trust these men, after all none of them were Omega's. Which means that no matter what each one was stronger and could easily over power me if they so wished to, and I was surrounded by 8 of these wolves.

I glanced between each of the men, they all ranged in different heights, and muscle mass. I could tell which were more likely to be the betas among the alphas. If I was correct then the Alpha to Beta ratio was split right down the middle. evenly spread among this pack. Soon the male who just oozed head alpha took a few steps forward. His frame was obviously built for the Alpha roll, with nearly perfect toned muscles and sharp intimidating eyes. "Hello Omega, My name is Chris or Chan, which ever you prefer. We can tell you are nervous and we want you to feel safe with us. Whatever you need we will take care of, after all you are our final missing fated mate. All we want to do is give you love and care until you can begin to love us as well." I was filled with confusion at the word mate especially when he followed it by emphasizing giving me love. "What do you mean by mate?" I asked without thinking. I could see and feel the confusion and sadness that radiated from the other pack mates around me. Another male stepped forward this time another beta, this one had cute freckles adorning his sun kissed face. "Oh you poor little omega, A mate is like a soulmate, someone who you were fated by the gods to meet and fall in love with. Your instincts know your mate when you see them or smell them. Their scents are alluring to you and only you, You will feel this unearthly pull to always be with them, keeping them safe and happy."

I gave a small smile at this description, whispering a short reply they could barely hear. "So that's why you guys smell so nice." I saw smiles creep onto the faces of each pack member in the room. After a beat of silence, one of the other alpha's came up to me. He had a stoic face that softened as we made eye contact. "I would just like to check your wound dressings if that's okay. Then we were hoping to carry you down to the kitchen to feed you?" I nodded at him and lifted my shirt just enough to show the biggest wound. He barely caressed the bandages giving it a quick once over before moving to check my arms and legs. "Now your leg is fractured however it is healing nicely, so we should be able to get you free from this simple cast in a couple weeks. For now we would like to carry you whenever you need to move from room to room." I gave him look of confusion. "I can easily just limp around instead, or even slide." This he shook his head at with a small smile. "We wouldn't want you to risk hurting yourself again by limping or even sliding. Please allow us to make sure you're extra safe by carrying you whenever you need?" I thought about it for a moment before simply replying with a small "I can't make any promises, but I can try." This was enough to sate the pack and each one began to smile again.

Soon the alpha who had now introduced himself as Minho, picked me up and began to carry me to the kitchen. The most muscular of the alphas sat down and allowed Minho to set me in his lap. I liked at him confused. "What should I call you?" He smirked. "You may call me whatever you like but if you asking for my name it's Changbin." I giggled a little before nodding along. Soon everyone was sat at the table except for Chris and Minho who began to pass out freshly made plates of tender cooked meats and vegetables. Two plates were laid infront of me, of course one for me and one for Changbin. I stopped to stare at the plate of food before me. It had been a long time since I had seen anything cooked that I didn't have to hunt for. But I also had never seen cooked food that wasn't obviously scraps from the alphas dinner. I almost teared up at the sight, the only thing to snap me out of the memories were the multiple quiet whines around me and the soft hand rubbing my back. "What's wrong sweet thing?" Minho asked.

I wiped my tears and sighed. "It's just been awhile since I've had such a nice looking meal." I hoped they wouldn't pry for more information and that they would just take it as I had been rogue for a while. However I only heard growls from all 4 of the alphas around me. I was confused at this, had I done something wrong? It must have been obvious how much they frightened me, as Hyunjin spoke up. "Don't be scared little one. They just are angry that it took us so long to find you. It's sinking in that you haven't been fed like the worthy little omega you are. They probably feel like they failed since their biology makes them more emotional to a pack member being mistreated." I tried to keep up with Hyunjin's knowledge but it was just so much to try to understand at once. No Alpha had been like this around me, it's so different here. Next to me I heard a sigh, glancing over I saw Felix smiling back at me. He lifted his hand slowly and ruffled my hair chuckling to himself. "Basically the alpha's really want to see you eat up and gain back your lost weight. Once you aren't so malnourished they will feel a whole lot happier." I nodded, thankful for the simpler explanation. "Okay then I guess let's all dig in?" I went to grab my fork only to watch Changbin grab it first, picking up some meat to feed me with.

I gave him a smile and allowed him to feed me the delicious meal that made my mouth water. I hadn't tasted such freshly cooked meat in forever, every bite was full of flavor. Unconsciously I began to bop around as if I was listening to a song, like a little happy dance thanks to the flavor of the food. I could hear small chuckles and saw many happy faces glancing at me. But I could care less, I was finally happy, even if I wasn't fully trusting of my surroundings. For now I would just enjoy the peace and food while I had it.

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#stray kids #bang chan #lee minho #seo changbin #yang jeongin #kim seungmin #lee felix #hwang hyunjin #han jisung #childhood trauma #tragic #traumatic past

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theawkwardanglophile · 3 months

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What are your top 5 episodes??

I should have seen this coming! 😂 Thanks for the ask, Sarah, and I’m sorry I didn’t get this out sooner. My brain was mush the past couple of days and I wanted to give this my full attention when I made my decisions. And, man, I DELIBERATED on this! My criteria were episodes that were Chenford-heavy, so some eps that have like one big amazing Chenford scene (4x18 for example) were left out. And I'm sure this might change at some point, but I feel pretty good about where everything landed for now. So here we go….

5x12 Death Notice This ep just has EVERYTHING: the end of their era of riding together, being flirty at work, ridiculous married vibes (the lint picking??), LUCY LESSON (how did it take them 5 years to come up with the greatest term to counter Tim Tests? Bring back Lucy Lessons in S6!), the lengths they both will go to for each other, Tim's talk with Grey, and of course, NAKED TIME. And that doesn't even cover all of it. I just love it to pieces.

5x10 The List The absolute high this episode gave me, after a full month of bliss already with them being canon. The most delicious rom-commy cold open that I could have hoped for, trying on their entire closets and then being so painfully, adorably awkward on their date. Then Tim and Lucy being ANYTHING but subtle at work, which is just so hilarious considering they can be so stealthy when needed on the job, but trying to hide their relationship? Umm, y'all weren't fooling anyone. Maybe Nolan. And the precious first/second date at the end. The GRANDKIDS, the SMILES, the KISS. Perfection!

4x09 Breakdown An Eric Winter master performance. I just wanted to hug Tim throughout the ep. Luckily, Lucy was there for that job, and what a hug it was! Tim lets go completely and sinks into her, all his walls down. He felt so safe with her. I love how her opinion of him means everything, and she was quick to offer reassurance (I truly believe her words in 4x08 were just a slip of the tongue). But I also love how Lucy is just doing life with Tim, the things that matter. Where was Ashley, hmmm? It's Lucy that's there helping with such a significant job of remodeling Tim's childhood house, and doing some wonderful future sister-in-law bonding with Genny. Also, Tim and Lucy power-walking through the station in plain clothes? A VIBE.

4x12 The Knock The most insane double date ever? My gosh, this ep has so much fun stuff in it, so many little details, that even though Lucy started dating Chris, and Ashley decided to turn a blind eye and continue dating Tim, after watching this I had never been more convinced that Chenford was endgame. Every part of the double date is gold, and Tim and Lucy's scenes on the job beautifully showcase how seamlessly they work together (and their total lack of personal space). LOVE IT.

2x13 Follow-Up Day This ep was an early fave, and still holds a special place. TIM GAVE UP A PROMOTION FOR LUCY. Way before Court Liaison there was THIS. Lucy is his biggest cheerleader this whole ep (and, you know, always), and Grey's knowing looks during the test score scene is *chef's kiss*. And the scene outside the bakery is everything. Their faces say so much! They were being such flirts in S2, to the point that I originally wondered if they might actually start something later that season. THAT'S how powerful that scene was.

Honorable mentions:

2x11 Day of Death I know, I know, and part of me feels like it should be in the top five. I mean, it is without a doubt one of the best episodes, if not the best, they ever made. It's so powerful, and was the turning point in my shipping, because I'd only been mildly intrigued by Chenford in a few S2 eps, but DOD cemented me as a full-fledged shipper (little did I know it would become my best shipping experience of all time). But it can be a hard one to watch, and I just love those others a tiny bit more.

5x08 The Collar There are so many moments to love in this ep. It truly changed everything with Tim and Lucy, and the more I've seen their talk outside at the end, the more it grows on me. It really is so them. Even though they become CANON in this one, I think because there is so much clueless Chris, and the tough scene with the first bomb victim, it just didn't quite make it to the top 5.

3x09 Amber Anyone who was around when this aired knows we all lost our minds pretty good with this ep. It grew on me more and more over time, and I love it so much. The whole confession scene still might be the longest uncut Chenford scene...ever? Just them talking in the shop. It's insanely wonderful! And this ep gave us Parking Garage Face and the beginning of a brand new chapter with Tim and Lucy.

5x01 Double Down Editing to add this one, because I started questioning everything, and it did NOT feel right to leave this one out. What a fantastic collection of moments. The airplane kiss is top tier, HANDS, the gorgeous shots of them in the car in Vegas, it doesn't feel like pretend, etc. And even though I'm so glad they didn't cheat, I'll never be over the fact SHE OPENED THE DOOR FOR HIM AND HE WENT IN.

#chenford #the rookie #tim x lucy #this was tough!#but fun #feel free to send more #my asks #asked and answered

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