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eldritch-spouse · 10 months

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Going to be thirsty here for a moment-. But rereading Breg's fics made me wonder how he would be if Roomie started training herself to be able to take both of his dicks in one hole. Just to let him inside and hammer away. Like, please, sir, break me. 🤲🥺

[Love when people come here like "I hope I'm not being too thirsty". Fem reader. Ignoring anatomy for this because hhhnn-]

TW: Double penetration; Slight dubcon moment.

" Listen to me Breg. "

You start, and even if you're currently beneath the breeder on the bed, you still sound like a drill sergeant. Mostly because you have to, Breg's not to be trusted when he's excited.

" I've been working up to this for a long while- "

" I know! " He interrupts, the bottom of his face still covered in drool and slick when he dove between your legs after you were done with the stretching exercises.

Breg hates that you had to use toys to size yourself up for this, but the promise that you were doing it so you could welcome both of his members made him slightly more tolerant of it. Didn't change the fact that the breeder would often sit and watch, whining in jealousy of whatever you were stuffing yourself with.

" I'll be really careful! I'll be nice- I promise angel! "

His babbling is a waste of slaver, the monster isn't even looking at you, eyeless gaze perched entirely on the sight of your inviting pussy and the way both of his cocks frame it. The breeder looks like he's thrilling himself with the show, making a horny little noise of appreciation and biting at his lower lip. It's as if he's already envisioning himself deep inside you, not having to squeeze one of his cocks between you two. It's been a fantasy of his for a long time, even you have to admit that it's... Exciting to think about.

Now though, you need Breg to focus, so you grab the sides of his head and bring it closer to yours. " I mean it, listen to me. "

His happiness is infectious, you have to turn away to hide the smile tugging at your lips when Breg simply dips to place kisses all over your face, hearing that long tail sway and swat around.

" Breg! " Mercifully, he stops. " You have to pay attention to what you're doing when you start okay? If we do this wrong, it could hurt me a lot. "

" Yes. " He rushes. " Yes, okay. "

"Good. " With a pant, you spread your legs just a tad further, figuring you couldn't possibly be in a more comfortable positions for this, especially with the support pillows helping to angle you. " Now straighten up a bit, I need to see what I'm doing. "

When the breeder does, you note the way his breathing is already sped up, how feverish he's already become. It's impressive how Breg always manages to make you feel so hot, even when you think you look like a fresh mess. Gently, you reach down to grab both of his dicks, keeping them together as much as you can, and he helps the process by scooting forward to line up against your pussy.

Feeling both tips park there is enough to get you to blow a tense exhale, knowing it's going to be a stretch and a half. In sharp contrast, Breg moans like he's in heat, looking as if his self-control is hanging by a very thin thread currently peeling itself apart.

Some hesitant seconds pass.

" Please angel- Please! I want this so bad. It's going to feel so good, let me fuck you, please! " White claws rub at your thighs comfortingly while he pleads, tail thumping impatiently on the mattress behind him. And curse him, because the breeder's shameless imploring always rises a fire in you that's hard to put out.

" I- I want you to push slowly, okay? " You caution, hold still firm on him, your spare arm clutching the sheets.

" Uhuh! "

True to his word, Breg is careful, torturously edging his cocks forward. The lube helps immeasurably, and pretty soon, both heads pop inside, making you hiss and gasp, immediately clenching at the intrusion. Massive. Fucking massive, holy shit. A wave of warmth courses through you as a pleasant shiver moments later.

" Hhn- Ohh... " He's drooling. Like actually drooling on you. " Hahh. " You can tell by the visible flexing of his legs that the only thing Breg wants to do is buck and hammer the rest of himself in, but with an almost pained grunt, he just sits there statically so the two of you can catch your breaths.

" Good- Very good. " You praise his surprising discipline. " Just keep going like that. "

He makes what you think was an affirmative "Mmn" noise and lolls his tongue out when the next couple of inches are softly rolled into you. It's insanely filling on its own, your thighs squirm and you're not sure if you want to edge away from this or even closer. Breg's instincts kick in and he holds your hips down sternly, slowly sinking more of himself in and making deep, pleased moans that wash against you like waves.

" Ngh- Deep- Slow down, give me a second. " It's stealing the breath out of you.

It takes a couple of moments before Breg's brain registers the command, but he eventually pauses with half of his cocks buried in you. He physically has to tear his gaze off the sight of you stretched around him, chest heaving as he curves to blanket you.

" You're so tight, fffuck you always are but this- " He sighs shakily over your ear, and instead of calming down enough to relax, you only tense and squeeze around him harder, making the breeder growl and whine. " Mmnph-! If you keep doing that I won't hold it, angel. Please, can I put the rest in, please? "

One of these days his begging is going to burst a blood vessel of yours. Or maybe it's the way you feel so bloated already.

" O- Okay, but then you need to let me catch up, okay? "

" Mmmf- " You think he growled there for a second. " Yes! Thank you! "

You expected him to push in slowly the same way he did up until now, though you should frankly know better by now... Breg pulls away in a preparatory motion that should have given it all away, then slams home with a force you have no words to describe.

Your stomach bounces and your lungs knock into your throat, eyeballs jostled in their sockets from the strength of his wild horse piston into your cunt. The disgraceful wet noise that echoed in your bedroom doesn't help in keeping yourself grounded. Although you didn't have enough air in your body to do much more than choke and convulse at the intrusion, the breeder makes more than enough noise for the two of you, howling in delight at the way your poor walls all but crush him in an attempt to adapt to the brute size just forced into them. You can feel him perfectly hilted into you, cockheads kissing as deep into you as they possibly can. It's an indescribable fullness that has the two of you stunted.

" Oh gods fffuck- Hahhn I'm all in. " He mumbles amidst desperate noises. " Mmn feels so good so good- I knew it'd be perfect- Love you angel. "

Both lengths throb inside you. You couldn't respond even if you wanted to.

Although you can very well sense Breg trying to rock against you minutely, he keeps his promise, studying your overwhelmed features and giving you time to welcome him properly. There's some pain, you won't lie, but it's slowly ebbing into something forgettable. The pale monster's sweet cooing and trilling help steady you as he licks your throat and lets his teeth deform slightly to place a loving bite on your shoulder.

Eventually, the breeder shifts and looks down at where the two of you are joined, finding imprints of his lengths in you. His grin is so wide and self-satisfied it looks borderline manic. A large hand comes to palp at the bump in your lower abdomen, but the sensation causes your legs to twitch and you bat his arm away.

Breg whines, a trail of drool slipping down his chin to drip onto your skin. " Can- Can I start? "

Your eyes widen a little, though you nod and take a deep breath. " G-Gentle. "

And that's all it takes.

The monster admittedly has a bit of trouble moving at first, the drag of his cocks inside you bordering on painful until fireworks start firing in your brain from all the spots he has no choice but to stimulate with every minuscule motion. The first moan you let out, throaty and helpless, makes him shiver. Wetness gradually builds, helping along with what's left of the lube, and pretty soon Breg's huffing with every thrust, making noises that almost concern you and visibly sweating. You know he's doing his best to behave right now, and you appreciate it, because both at once is... An experience.

" Ah- Ghn so full- " You choke when he fills you out again, causing the breeder to wag his tail slightly and respond with shorter, faster bursts of movement.

" Does it feel good? " He pants.

" Y- Yeah. " Putting it lightly. Your breath hitches and you cling to his arms for support, unable to help the fluttering of your pussy as you get used to this brand new size.

" Angel... " He begins, in a tone you already know means he's going to ask for something. " Hhn- I know you said gentle but... "

He bucks his hips suddenly, the two of you crying out together, pleasure and shock.

" Breg! "

" B- But I know you like it rough! " He stresses. " You clamp around me so hard, it's so hot- " Your face burns. " Come on... Just this time? "

It's not going to be "just this time", obviously.

When you don't say anything, the breeder hums and drapes over you again, legs readjusting so he can plunge somehow even deeper into you now. And with no hesitation, Breg starts well and truly railing into you.

" AH! HN- Breg?! "

You have to hold onto his neck and back, each desperate slam of his thighs on yours digging his softly barbed cocks so far up into your hole he jostles you forward. But you can't deny that it's making your eyes glaze in rabid animal pleasure, mouth opening and hips grinding back onto him as much as they can, the sloppy noise of his every slam filling you with a gross sense of glee.

You don't like to admit it, but you love being under Breg. It makes you feel small in a very arousing way, trapped under his strength, his smell, hearing how fast he breathes for you, how much his body strains to breed you stupid even if the effort is always pointless in the end. You like that he's always just as enthusiastic, that he always fucks you like it's the last time he's going to get to do it.

" S- See? " He groans, looking down at your flushed, probably disheveled face. " I know you like it- I can smell it. " And just to accentuate the point, there's a snort-like sniff when he dips his head into the crook of your neck, rising goosebumps everywhere. " Gghn- I'm- I'm not going to last too long... "

That startles you a little. Breg's always had surprising stamina. Sure, the first time he penetrated you was a bit short, but he had never been with a human before. Still, this puts an incredulous smile on your face. " R- Really? "

" Yeah- " His words melt into slurred moans, previously speedy motions now interspersed by hard grinds that have your eyes rolling slightly. " 'M sorry, you're so good- Sorry. "

" It's- It's fine. " It's hotter than it should be.

" My mate is so perfect- " He growls in-between sharp, jutting thrusts. " So nice to me- " The whimper on the edge of his voice is more than a good tell of how close he is. " I'm so lucky I get to ahhn- Put both in! "

Even if he doesn't recognize it, Breg has a penchant for this very specific type of dirty talk that makes your brain pop and crackle in a hormone-fueled static, and before you can even beg him to fill you with cum, he fucks into your stretched cunt with three dizzying pistons before flexing and coming so hard you can feel it shoot into crevices you didn't even know you had.

It's too much for such a small space, coating both you and him before it has no choice but to squeeze out of you in depraved spurts. Even if you wanted to hear Breg's rattle of ecstasy, you were too lost in your own orgasm to do so, making something akin to a desperate, sobbing mewl at the overload of sensations.

When you can focus minimally, the breeder is planting amorous kisses everywhere on your upper body, still buried hot and wet inside you. His whole face is flushed blue and he's never looked giddier, shuddering as another glob of seed escapes around his still hard cocks.

" Thank you so much, angel. I loved it! "

Oh, you can tell. " ... Don't mention it. "

Breg chirps. " Tell me when you're ready to go again. "

Why are you even surprised...

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kiatheinsomniac · 1 year

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OMG;;;!!! your requests' being open could be the thing to happen this week 🥴 After I read the kinktober thing with Thranduil.. ahem-

Could I please request a Maedhros x Human!Reader...and with size kink and age gap🥴 I'm gettin all red in the face but I MUST ask🥺🤲!!!(#($($($ Thank you for your work I read and reread your stuff 🥴❤️

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𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: akshgfaksj sorry that this has taken so long but it was the sort of smut that I just couldn't keep short, the word count demon got me. For one of my favvvv followers, I've included lots of things from fics you've really liked in the past too hehe bon apetit xx

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Maedhros x human! Reader

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𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: NSFW content, MDNI, smut, size kink, age gap, virgin! reader, loss of virginity, age gap, older man/ younger woman, oral (f. receiving), fingering, creampie

You shivered slightly at the feeling of Maedhros’ hands on your sides, sliding down your belly and lightly squeezing the tops of your thighs. His hands were so much bigger than yours and could nearly wrap around your entire waist. He had always made you feel so small, towering over all his peers and especially over your human stature.

“You’re ok, I’ve got you…” He murmured as he leaned down to tenderly kiss your lips, propping himself up on his forearm, “Just relax for me, this is all about you, ok?” You nodded your head softly and were rewarded with a smile and another kiss from him, “Good girl.” He truly was doing his utmost to make sure you were comfortable. He was more than aware of the size difference between you and that he might be a rather daunting first time for you. He’d spent the day pampering you: having breakfast prepared, taking you on a walk where he insisted on threading the prettiest flowers he could find into your hair, sharing a bath with you when you confided that you were shy to be nude in front of him, wrapping you in warm towels and cuddling up to you while he kissed your lips until swollen.

His hands cupped the softness of your breasts, making you cover the lower half of your face with the back of your palm as you turned your flushed face to the side in embarrassment; the size of his hands made your breasts seem so small in his grasp as he cupped and squeezed and teased your pert nipples.

“Don’t hide…” He cooed as his hands moved to give his lips access to your soft skin, “You look so sweet like this…” As much as he knew he had to be patient, Maedhros was beyond desperate to put himself inside of you. The only relief for his cock was the friction he could get from grinding his hips down into the mattress as he worked his way down your body.

His fingers danced gently across your hips, tickling slightly as one of his hands left your body to reach for your hand as he rested his chin lightly on your abdomen, thumb caressing your knuckles as he looked up at you.

“Is this ok?” He asked softly.

“Please… don’t stop.” Your voice came out quietly, caught up in the anticipation of this moment. He smiled gently and turned his face to press a kiss to your lower belly and then trailing further down until he was pushing your thighs apart. His eyes closed to better delight in your reactions and to try and make you feel a little less embarrassed at having his face so close to your most private area. He revelled in the little moans that slipped from your lips when he left hot kisses on your inner thighs and began to suck down and playfully nip to mark you up some, knowing you were now also used to this sensation upon your neck. He felt your hips jump slightly at the first lap of his tongue against your drooling slit and how you squeezed his hand as your breathing picked up. Your other hand went down to tangle in his fiery hair. He rewarded you with a gentle suck at your clit, tearing more moans from your hips as your body began to writhe beneath him.

He let go of your hand in favour of pressing your other hip down, guiding your hand to also tangle in his hair between doing so. A moan of his name slipped past your lips and he pressed a soft kiss to your clit before looking up to you.

“Everything’s still alright?” He asked and you nodded your head, pushing his face further into your pussy to chase the immense pleasure he had been giving you mere moments before. You eagerly nodded your head.

“Don’t stop, Mae, please…” You begged softly and the sight was so beautiful to him: cheeks flushed, eyes lidded and smouldering with lust, your breasts rising and falling with each panted breath.

“Anything you want.” He replied with a smile at how endearing your eagerness was. His tongue got right back to work on lapping through your slit, pushing into your entrance and moaning at your taste, making you feel the vibrations of his voice. The room became full of the sounds of moans falling past your lips. It took you a few minutes to realise just how loud you were being and so you grabbed a nearby pillow that you could hide your face and muffle all your sounds in.

Maedhros began to rise up from between your legs just as he began to sink one finger into you, not yet enough to cause you any sort of discomfort.

“Don’t hide from me…” The pillow was pulled from your grasp and he was met with your shy eyes as he shallowly thrusted his finger up into you, watching how you gasped when he brushed over your sweet spot. He pushed even further into you and you pulled him down for a kiss to muffle your noises that you were embarrassed by instead. You could taste yourself on his tongue as it brushed against yours.

Maedhros felt your body tense when he pushed a second finger into you, knowing that he would have to be gentle to accommodate your inexperience and how much bigger his fingers were than your own. A small whimper escaped you and he withdrew his fingers to gather you up in his arms, making you feel so small and light compared to him. He turned you so that your back was to his sculpted chest and he spread your legs over yours. As one hand went down to resume its work between your legs, the other came beneath your chin to turn your head enough for him to lean down and kiss you. The comfort of having him pressed so close to you, joined with the distraction of his dizzying kisses, made you relax more as those two fingers pushed back into you. He worked you open with a slow and steady pace, scissoring his fingers inside your sticky cunt to try and prepare you for his cock. You pulled away from his lips with a gasp and a wince as he sank a third finger into you, feeling how your walls had to stretch around him.

“Mae!” You yelped, “...hurts!” He shushed you gently through even gentler kisses.

“I know, I know, but we need to work through it, ok?” He used one hand to guide one of yours up to your breast, “Touch yourself here for me.” With tears welling in your eyes, you nodded your head compliantly as you cupped your breasts, toying with your nipples as he had done earlier, sending little rivulets of pleasure sparking through your body and down to your core. With his free hand, he rested his large palm against your abdomen as his fingers reached down to stroke circles against your clit. The added stimulation quickly made the pain melt away as he continued to scissor his fingers inside of you to work you open and prepare you for his cock. He could feel the way you tightened up around him and your walls fluttered around his fingers as you writhed in his lap, hips grinding into his touch as your head fell back against his shoulder, sweet moans pouring from your lips as you came undone.

He eased you through your high until you were whimpering at the sensitivity of it all, prompting him to remove his fingers from you and turn you in his lap so that you were straddling him. He shuffled down the bed slightly so that he was leaning back more and with a hand cradling the back of your head, he coaxed you to lay on his chest as you calmed down. He could feel each heavy breath and your racing heart as you nuzzled against his warm skin, hand resting on his chest and beginning to play dot-to-dot across his freckles once you had opened his eyes. He coaxed you to lean up enough to kiss him, strong arms wrapping around you to pull you close as he sat up so that you were perched on his lap.

You could feel his hard cock beneath you, just as you had felt it against your back earlier and yet you had done your best to not look since you had initially seen him naked in your shared bath earlier. The eldar were bigger than the edain, those of valinor being even bigger and the fëanorians even more so. Maedhros was an intimidating first time and the two of you were more than aware of that.

“Why don’t you just grind down on me first, hm?” He suggested as he pressed a kiss to your forehead, brushing some hair away from your face as he sensed your anxiety, “Get it nice and wet for you?” You nodded your head once and were rewarded with yet another kiss, “That’s my girl…” The sound he let out when you lowered your slick pussy onto him and grinded down on his length was like music to your ears and only encouraged you to continue with more enthusiasm.

You looked so endearing like this to the ellon beneath you. He knew that his age and experience intimidated you and made you doubt yourself but he just couldn’t explain to you how attractive it was to see you clumsily and eagerly chase pleasure and follow orders as you navigated your way through your inexperience. You were so responsive too! You had a blush stamped upon your cheeks, your eyes lidded or closed to better focus on how you were feeling, your limbs lightly trembling and your pussy absolutely dripping as you let out the sweetest little sounds. He just wanted to look after you and keep you as his forever, even if your version of forever had to be shorter than his, he would treasure whatever time your mortality allowed him to have with you.

“Such a pretty little thing…” He cooed as he easily raised your hips up with one hand, taking his cock in the other and lining himself up with your entrance, “You just take as much as you can, alright? Nice and slow…” You nodded your head and leaned forwards just enough to lay your little hands flat against his abdomen to support yourself as you slowly pushed down, hips wiggling as you tried to get used to the sensation. He watched your face contort into a wince and yet you made no move to stop until at least the tip of his cock was resting snugly in your tight walls, squeezing down harshly on him and making him exhale raggedly and squeeze your hips and thighs to try and ground himself. He wanted to feel what it was like to sink his entire cock into you and yet he knew that he had to be patient for your wellbeing, he would never want to cause you pain or discomfort… even if you did look so hot as you teared up from the ache of just his tip inside of you. He was so big and you were so small and something about that just made him want to take and take and take from you, regardless of whether you were able to give. You were like a perfect doll in his lap, making little bounces to try and work yourself further down his cock, even as hot tears pooled in your eyes, never having felt so full in all your life.

You let out little whimpers and whines as your hands curled into fists, nails raking against his skin in the process. You were so determined to take more of him and it made him fight the urge to thrust up into you and watch you fall against his chest as he set his own rhythm. He watched as you withdrew one hand from his body in favour of toying with your clit, making your head fall forwards as moans poured out from you. He could feel you grow wetter and consequently take more of him, eagerly bouncing up and down upon the few inches that you had already taken in and trying to take more each time your hips fell down over him. Wanting you to be able to better focus on riding him, he nudged your hand aside so that he could toy with your clit himself, caressing in gentle touches and watching as your tears spilled down your cheeks as you did your utmost to chase your own pleasure while pleasing him. You were desperate for the stretch of his cock to stop aching and simply fill you with pleasure and so you were impatiently trying to grow accustomed to the feeling of him stretching you out like this.

You tried to focus on how hot and heavy he felt inside you, his moans and words of praise serving to make you wetter and you gasped when you pressed a hand to your belly and felt the head of his cock stroke against your palm. It was enough to make the two of you pause and you could have melted at just how small he made you feel. You wanted nothing more than to be pinned to his body by his strong arms as he took you and finally made you feel good. You wanted to know what it was like to feel all of him inside of you.

“Mae… I need you, please?” You whined out, “Want all of you, wan’ you to give it to me, please?” You grabbed his hands and encouraged him to sit up so that you could look up at him with those begging doe-eyes and he groaned as your words put his restraint to the test.

“This will be better for you though, so that you can take it at your own pace…” He replied and you adamantly shook your head.

“Need you to do it… need you to make it fit, please? Please, I’ve been good.” His arms wrapped around your waist and you could feel one of his palms run up your spine.

“You can’t say things like that, y/n…” He warned you with a guilty look in his eyes, knowing that he would likely hurt you if he had things his way as you were begging of him.

“Please?” Your voice broke with desperation, “Need you, Mae, and- and ‘m all yours and just want you to make it fit and use me, please?” How could you say such filthy things with the most innocent eyes? He leaned forwards to softly kiss you as you squirmed on his cock, his fiery hair falling around the two of you.

“Ok… ok, hold onto me…” You reached up to wrap your arms around his shoulders, kissing his cheek in a silent ‘thank you’. You gasped when he began to shallowly thrust into you, working in more with each thrust than you had been doing previously. You buried your face against his shoulder to muffle all of your whines and whimpers as your fingers tangled in his hair. He was almost tempted to stop if not for your little moans of ‘just like that’, ‘s’ good’, ‘please don’t stop’, ‘make it fit, Mae, please?’. You truly had no idea just how adorable and alluring you were. You cried out when he sank all the way into you with one harsh thrust and you looked up at him with hot tears streaking down your cheeks, kiss-swollen lips pouted for a kiss and he had never seen something more beautiful. The way you were crying at the stretch of his thick cock in your tiny cunt and yet begging for him to not stop drove him insane and he kissed you like a man starved as he gave you an opportunity to try and adjust, tasting the salt of your tears where they had gathered at the corners of your mouth.

Your moans only increased in pitch when he finally started fucking you, watching your eyes go blank as all you could focus on was how big he felt inside you, his tip kissing your cervix with each deep thrust and filling the room with the obscene squelches of your pussy, already creaming around him as he bounced you effortlessly in his lap, so small and easy to manhandle however he pleased. He was unsure how long he would even be able to last in you with the way your tight walls were clenching around him and you sounded so sweet right by his ear. He worked his hand between your bodies to tease your clit and felt how you shuddered in response, your thighs tensing and pussy fluttering tightly around him as you reached your second orgasm of the evening. Any words that you tried to get out became interrupted by moans and began to come out as just nonsense. You sounded utterly broken and beyond adorable when you moaned at the sensation of his arms coiling around you to keep you in place as he filled you with his sticky load, your face buried into his shoulder as he hid his face in your hair, moaning right by your ear as his hips stuttered into yours.

You were covered in a sheen of sweat and panting for breath, arms still around his shoulders as he laid back so that you could rest upon his chest, cock still buried in you and keeping all of his cum inside as you hummed in tiredness and contentment.

“Sleepy?” He asked, voice slightly hoarse from all the noise the two of you had been making. You snuggled closer to him and simply nodded your head with a heavy sigh. “Alright… get some rest and then I’ll get you something to eat and drink, ok?” Another nod. “I didn’t hurt you did I?” His voice came out much softer.

“I’m sore but it didn’t hurt really bad.” You mumbled against his chest and he decided to stop questioning you and simply stroke your hair as you rested upon him, clearly exhausted and in need of rest.

“Good, good. Get some sleep, I won’t go anywhere.”

“Want you to stay inside too…” He let out a small moan as he turned his face to kiss the side of your head.

“You truly know what to say to get me going, y/n…”

“Good.” You replied with a cheeky smile before dozing off on your lover’s chest.

He wanted to be with you forever.

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allfortzu · 2 months

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reread your datzu fic again and...

"tzuyu's skin looks incredibly pretty against white silk, dahyun realises. maybe they should touch that box more. "

wdym wdym wdymmm!!

maybe they should definetly touch that box more..

(let me yap...)

what if.....

sana staying over at datzu's place, just a simple get together (which ends in a sleep over) and they get out some alcohol, just drinking a little!!!

dahyun would probs be the most sober one, even tho she is slightly tipsy!!

we know how sana is when shes a little drunk.. even more touchy and just so silly!!!

they all sit on the floor, but sana sits down on tzu's lap, making her blush!!

usually, dahyun would feel a little (or more..) jealous, but the thoughts of last time came back, when they called sana (who definetly knew what they were doing)

and she realised how they never really talked about it, so dahyun uses this chance!!

"you know.. sana.. remember when we called you?" usually a normal question right?

"mhm.. i definetly remember... tzuyu sounded so silly, so good..!" sana slurrs out, giggling while slapping tzu's shoulder because its so funny to her for some reason, but tzuyu is all blushing!!!

its like a switch flipped in hyun's head, looking at sana with lidded eyes.

and sana feels like she immideatly sobered up, looking at dahyun and then at tzu who is def blushing because of the praise...

Sana's hands travel around Tzuyu's body and dahyun comes closer, sitting down next to tzu

"Tzuyu" she whispers against her ear, and tzuyu looks to the side, and they kiss and giggle

sana cant hold back her giggling either, leaving a soft kiss on tzuyus neck which got her tensing up and giving her goosebumps..

and hear me out... what if they move it to the bedroom and sana finds the box, looking through it and taking out some things!!

"what about this" and she shows them the silk cloth, and maybe they even tie tzu's hands to the bed... silly!

and a random thought, idk if you would write it but...

what if they use icecubes?

like what if they tease tzu a little, putting them softly on her nipples..

im sorry im yapping omg

I'm glad you liked it enough to reread it, I'm honoured 🥺🥺🫂

I love these thoughts!!! I rlly like saidatzu's dynamics, so I'm very sure I'll eventually get around to exploring more of them (maybe through a sequel of the fic you're talking abt or smth else!)

I'm a little iffy abt characters (just to make the distinction between fiction and reality 🫡) being heavily under the influence in smut though, so I'll probably avoid that,, but I love everything else! smth abt sensory deprivation/temperature play just sounds perf for them 🤧 may i also suggest top!sn and bottom!datzu 🤲

#asks #nr1chaedickrider #this will be in my bookmarks for future reference 🫂

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finally got round to reading airwiy and i cannot express how much i luv luv luved it!!!!!!!!!! older!widow!neighbour!steve has been on the brain every hour since…………… not to sound cliche but it made me so optimistic about romance again!!!!!!!!!!!! cannot wait to read every other older!steve piece you have to offer🤲🤲 thank you for your words!!!!!!!!!!!!

🥺 this is the sweetest ask ever omg. thank you so much angel, I’m so happy you loved that story. It’s probably one of my most favorite things i’ve ever written and one of the only fics of mine I reread from time to time, so this truly means the world.

my next older!steve is gonna be our flower shop owner :)

#asks #a sweetie pie #all i really want is you

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askeataiho · 1 year

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I was planning to read some fics before bed last night*. After only one I got distracted and went and reread one of my own fics instead. My bear!Tommi fic is very much “the fic I wrote because I want to read it.” I’m so happy with it; I’ve read it more than any other fic in this fandom either that I or others wrote 🥺🤲

* I try to read all the fics I’m definitely interested in by Saturdays which is when I download fics I have read and liked (and some I haven’t read yet and think I might like for a potential future internet-less date). I’m definitely behind this week.

#like kinda bragging I guess #but mainly thank you to this fandom for inspiring me to write!!#askea fic

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🥺, 💖, 🤲, 💔 hope it's not too late for this

it's never too late! :D

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

hand holding...... or any physical touch between characters who have longed to touch each other but never done it before... and love confessions. and any scene about a hurt child opening up to an adult who loves them.

💖 What made you start writing?

reading! i've always had stories in my head since i was a little kid and i started writing them very naturally

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

very old bsd fic about kyouka and chuuya that i never finished. i kinda feel like picking it up again now after rereading it for this reply lmao tell me if that interests you

She and Nakahara Chuuya are left alone for a moment after Kouyou decides that tea is in order. Kyouka has no desire for tea, no hunger for the no-doubt delicate pastries she will bring along. She sits at the edge of the garden once again, her back sideways against the wide window so that she can keep an eye on the executive sitting inside the room.

Night is falling over Yokohama. The sky inks itself black as the minutes drag along. Starlight pierces bravely through the polluted light of the city to reach her eyes. She listens to the sound the water makes; she hears the last cicadas of the year awaken and scream the way she wishes she could.

Nakahara Chuuya is sipping from a wine glass in his corner of the room. He has gotten rid of his coat and vest, the leather bindings across his collarbones hanging loose from his neck, his shirtsleeves rolled up to the elbows. Kyouka sees small scars run up the length of his lean arms and wonders idly if one day hers will look like this.

“Don’t talk much, do you,” he says to her.

He probably caught her looking, though his head is turned away from her. Kyouka cannot find it in herself to care. If she can anger an underboss enough to make him want to get rid of her, then it’s all the better.

“How old are you?”

She finds her voice in a small corner of her chest, fluttering up her throat like a bird with broken wings. “Fourteen,” she replies.

His fingers stroke the rim of the wineglass. She can’t tell if his expression is disapproving or just bored.

“I want to ask why Kouyou looks so messed up about you,” he says, “but it’s not really any of my business. And I’ve got a feeling you wouldn’t answer me anyway.”

Kyouka says nothing. Nakahara Chuuya drinks his wine and scowls. The cicadas cry for the end of summer, for the end of their lives, and the world carries on.

💔 Is there a fic of yours that broke your heart?

oh man, yeah. ATC is probably the biggest one (at least the longest). but my fic about kouyou and chuuya was very heart-breaking to write, and my izashin fic Mercy Bid as well.

#answered

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killuaisaprincess · 1 year

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😐,🤔,👨‍👧‍👧 and 🍰 for the ask game?

Thank uuuu 🥺🤲🙏 sometimes I wish I knew who anons were so I could aggressively give them love, but I know that’s the point, and people can be shy, etc. ask game

😐 What embarrasses you most about your own writing?

Nothing, really! It wasn't always that way, butttt, when there really isn't anyone writing what you wanna read (minus Wifey blows kisses)... when I started rereading my stuff after I posted it, had an epiphany. This is a certified amazing, whattttt? I actually love this. Wow, I know, amazing me; I like what I write for me. Astonishing, me.

But 'till I remade and had to edit and repost everything, I was like... why didn't I reread this stuff sooner? Insecurity, really, but! That was the biggest confidence booster; I just kinda stopped caring that, yes, objectively speaking, my writing could be or maybe is ass, but I no longer saw it. Instead, I saw damm can't wait to read this later; ooooh, excited! I've always had fun writing, but until like a year and a half ago, I didn't really re-read my stuff? I was missing outtt. I mean I wrote them for me!

So I guess I used to get too anxious and embarrassed to re-read my stuff, so everything about my writing in a way. I was insecure, thought if I re-read this, what if it's trash writing, and I no longer love it cuz it's badly written, even if its my niches I love? But jokes on me; I love my stuff, esp. the newer stuff, even more now, haha.

🤔 What is the hardest part of writing fic?

Not the writing, lol. But, really. The writing is fun; it’s everything that surrounds it. My ADD brain wanting to write at the worse times when I’m busy. My ADD brain giving me too many wips, which, I don’t mind, but I’m sure my one or two readers are sick of, like, boo, you whore xd. Editing. The best part of editing is being able to reread my stuff; then, the worse is everything else. And writer's block…. that brings my mood down so much, my mortal enemy. YEAH, I DON'T SEE WHY I CAN'T WRITE EVERYDAY, BRAIN?! What’s the issue, brain?!

👨‍👧‍👧 Do you tell people in real life that you write fic?

Not explicitly! My sister knows, and she’ll even drop a comment on my stuff when I’m feeling down without even reading the fic 😂. But it’s okay, I appreciate you, Pink 🥺🤧🙏 I probably wouldn’t tell my coworkers, but yeah, I have no problems offhandedly mentioning fic.

🍰 Name one of your fave comfort fics (doesn’t have to be your all time fave).

As much as I actually, really, really wish I could shell another writer that isn’t myself or Wifey <3 @primrosekisse, There aren’t many Gonkillu writers, and I’m super picky with my interpretations on top of it. I rarely risk reading fic (I will try every 5 months and cry) unless Wifey posts; we are connected same/similar headcanons! So my comfort fics are hers and my own. B-but if anyone ever finds a GK fic and then on top of it, it’s got similarities to my headcanons b-bwease. 🥺🙏😭😭😭😭

My comfort fic of hers is Beauty and the Beast AU! Although I read all of Prim’s things again (esp when I really just wanna cry about lack of GK) and need that good shit.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28904382 As for my ownnnn, kinda hard to pick since I got a personal connection with them all, I love love all my more recent works as I feel I finally have a style I love and I just stopped giving a fuck what anyone thinks, so I’m really even more so going in and writing what I want, but my old stuff will always hold a place in my heart. I’ll cheat lol. Here’s a new one that’s a comfort:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/37499644

And an old one: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31349027/chapters/78127517

WAS MY FIRST KI IS A PRINCESS, SO HOW COULD I NOT 🥺😭🙏🤧🤲

#personal #Thank uuuu 🥺🙏#I don’t get the chance to talk about my fics a lot #well unless I’m doing it on my own but 🤲🤲🤲#my tags aren’t a mile long becuz all my talking was done in the post while usually I mean it would be outta place to talk in the post 😭😅🥹#So I do it in the tags #It’s been two years and yet I feel like a billion have passed and I’ve changed so #much haha BEST YEAR SO FAR 🥺😤 some bad stuff did happen this year but new job I like and lots of fun time for my babey Ki and video games

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hazelnut-u-out · 1 year

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Hello mutual! For the writing thing: 🥺, ✨, 🎶, 👀 and/or 🤲, 🧠 for Rick, and if there’s anything you particularly want to answer that you haven’t been asked then that too if you want to?

thank you for sending in an ask!! <33

i just saw your reply to mine, hehe. answers under the cut!

🥺Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

hmmm... this one is kind of difficult to answer because, yes, but it's difficult to pick just one lol. if i had to pick one that makes me the most emotional, it'd probably be a tossup between young rick being any sort of paternal/doting to baby beth or any kind of moment where morty shows how sweet and pure his intentions are when everyone he puts himself on the line for is so undeserving.

also, rick crying or morty getting angry enough to just tear into someone. it's kind of their respective, "something is really wrong here."

✨Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it.

thank you, hehe. i'm my own worst critic, but i feel like i can make anything angsty and painful if you want me to. i also think i'm pretty good at painting visual details with words??

🎶Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

i have a hard time listening to music while i read or write because i get overstimulated SUPER easily lol. i do base a lot of my fics off of songs, though!

one i keep coming back to for rick is "storms" by fleetwood mac:

"did i ever really care that much? is there anything left to say?

every hour of fear i spend, my body tries to cry

living through each empty night

a deadly calm inside

i haven't felt this way i feel since many a year ago"

one that always makes me think of morty is "ghost on" by angel olsen:

"when should i believe the things you say?

you change your mind from day to day

and i don't know if you can take such a good thing coming to you

and i don't know if you can love someone stronger than you're used to"

i also have plenty i revisit for birdrick stuff.

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please!

i'm working on a couple of multi-chapter concepts atm! i've been rereading the original "the adventures and memoirs of sherlock holmes" rn to work on my rick and morty x holmes and watson au!

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

some morty dialogue from an upcoming angst fic between the boy and his mad scientist grandpa:

"What, Rick? Woul- Would that make for a better story? W-Would it make me a more developed character? Or maybe a different answer would make you feel better! I-I'm so sorry! D-Did you have a different character arc in mind? One that would make you feel better about the character you've wr-written me to be? Would it be easier for you to forgive me if there was a-a-a reason that I did what I did? Would it tie up loose ends if -(redacted for spoilers)-? Give you closure? W-Well... 'tough luck, buddy.'"

also, just for you, a birdrick snippet from a revenge-era space cowboy multi-chapter wip:

The young man was unfurled below his companion like a blanket beneath the stars, and they studied one another like a loner’s wide eyes would peruse the cosmos sprawled out above them- Rick's quivering fingers and lips taking note of constellations divinely created for nothing more than his sinful touch along the way.

🧠 Pick a character, and I'll tell you my favorite headcanon for them. (Rick)

i have so many silly headcanons about rick. my favorite is probably that he doesn't let morty get adult meals when they go through drive thru's. he has to get the kid's meal, but rick demands he give him the toy.

#my fics #asks

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emoji ask game! 🥺🤡🤗🤲✨

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

When a character makes a realization about Five or when they come to understand some aspect about him. realizing just how bad the apocalypse was, or figuring out just how much he loved and missed them. It's like a human connection through understanding is established, and that's makes Five less lonely. It is all over my writing, and it's also my favorite fic to read. likewise, misunderstandings are one of my favorite angst tropes.

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

I'll save both snips for the end, but for this one i had a hard time finding anything, because I apparently don't write funny things. I ended up finding a scrap from an original story, the context for which is that it's about high-schoolers and the 'wraith' is an alien trying his best to blend in.

🤗 What advice would you give to new fanfic writers that are just getting started?

Oh jeez. um, edit after you write. get up and take a break when you get stuck. Don't worry about 'copying' the things you take inspiration from, there's no such thing as an original idea anymore. occasionally shake up the time of day or the place you write to help keep things fresh.

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

I already showed you the good bit of what's polished and sharable, shark, but look on below, for a second snip, from the yet to be seen 3rd chapter of howling that i have been slaving away at forever...

✨ Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it. 😉

I really like the way i describe things actually. Also sometimes the meticulous detail i put into things really pays off and i get a real kick out of rereadings. And I like to think i do emotions pretty good. I make myself cry a lot and really that's the goal so.

...

Alex had full intention of sleeping in. Maybe getting up at some point to close the window before it got too hot. Sleep until at least noon. It was summer break, he had nothing better to do. Before long he could hear Carmen’s voice from down stairs and knew that he wasn’t going to be sleeping in.

She burst in the next second, her face red with excitement. “You’re not going to believe what I did last night! And then this morning my mom made me apologize, which was super embarrassing but I got some info.”

“Holy shit, dude, it’s not even ten yet. Don’t you sleep? You were up till like four last night?” Alex asked from where his nose was still buried under the blanket.

“I met our Marcus replacement.”

Oof.

Alex didn’t want to think about Marcus, let alone talk about him. Their friend had been gone little over a month and Alex had been texting him everyday, but it wasn’t the same as having him right next door. Last week someone had moved into the house Marcus’s family used to live in. So far no one had seen anybody but Carmen was insistent someone was in the house.

“No one is replacing Marcus.”

“Well duh, you know what I meant. The wraith living in his house, the mystery person from the woooooods.”

“Carmen. Stop.”

“I met him, seemed actually like a nice guy. I think I met him last night, or there was another forest monster in his backyard, either way, I met him and he tried to come out and talk to me last night but I got scared so-“

“You talked to him last night? When?”

“I wouldn't say talk, more like I… wandered over the fence to see if anyone was inside.”

Alex narrowed his eyes at her. “You snuck into their property. You know that’s illegal. How many times have I told you that’s illegal.”

“Ah ah ah, shhh.” She jumped onto the bed, grabbing his face with both hands and squishing his cheeks together. “You’re missing the best part,” she whispered. “Mom made me go apologize this morning and I actually met him.”

When she paused for effect, Alex rolled his eyes. “And?”

“And he has a funny accent, gimpy legs-“

“Wow! Carmen! You can’t say that. What’s wrong with his legs?”

“I dunno. He just said he had been hurt.”

“Of course you actually asked him.”

“Yeah, of course.” She blinked, seemed to catch his sarcasm a second later. “Like you expected different!” She flapped her hands, nearly hitting him if hadn’t leaned back. “But the cool part was that he was totally okay with me asking him a Carmen Question. Like he just answered. My mom was like gasp Carmen! Sorry mr weird guy.”

“She didn’t call him mr weird guy.”

“No, but his name was like super bland and boring and I was expecting some foreign name but it was totally not a foreign name and I absolutely don’t remember what it was.”

“Amazing.”

“We should go meet him.”

“Ugh not right now. Besides, it would be weird just meeting some old guy in the neighborhood. Leave that to our parents, man.”

“He’s totally not an old guy. He was like my age-- our age. Probably gunna go to school when that shit starts again. We should be his friend, it would make us so cool to be friends with the new kid.”

“I don’t wanna be cool, I wanna go back to sleep. I’ll meet up with you and Sophie later, then we can go spy on your wraith, okay?” He was already rolling over as he spoke, yawning for good effect. Carmen sat at the end of his bed for a few minutes before he felt her lay down next to him.

The silence was comfortable and stretched out before them long enough that Alex managed to drift off before his bedroom door was thrown open. He bit back the sigh, resigning himself to how tired his eyes already felt.

“You will not believe what my mom said this morning.” Sophie came marching into the bedroom, unheading of her other two friends pretending to be asleep. Well, Alex was pretending to be asleep, Carmen was already standing up again, feeding off Sophie’s excitement.

“What what what?”

“Apparently someone went running past their window last night at three thirty in the morning yelling about a wraith. Carmen.”

Alex rolled over, a smile fighting its way past the grumpy facade.

Carmen had deflated, trying to look sheepish but she was fighting laughter. “Oh yeah, that was me. You would not believe what I did this morning.”

“Shit girl, I wanna know what you were doing last night.”

“I may have fallen over a fence.”

Alex snorted.

“Fallen, huh.”

“Yeah, you know. Into the new weird guy’s house. And then he came out and I got scared so I ran away.”

...

Howling snippet:

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The porter withdrew his hand, an exaggerated thoughtfulness crossing his face. “You were given a grace period after your surgery, but staff policy is to use physical force to help settle in new residents until a more effective method is discovered.”

Five snorted. “Didn’t Dad tell you anything about me?” he asked. “Physical force isn’t going to get you anywhere with me.”

“Of course Mr. Hargreeves has told us everything we need to ensure you are cared for properly. We understand that your family is very important to you, but seeing as even they have agreed the Hotel is the best place for you, the Staff feels that physical force is the best option to subdue you.”

“I–” he felt like he’d been punched in the face again. “What about my family?”

“They agreed this was best for you.”

“Oh they did, huh?” he said faintly. “You’re so full of shit.” Distantly, he could feel his heart beating in his throat again. “You’re lying.” Of course he was lying, this was just how he’d decided to mess with him.

“You wouldn’t be here if they hadn’t.”

Red filtered into his color scheme, the edges of his vision wobbling. He shouldn’t be here. He shouldn’t have to be here. “Fuck you.”

The porter’s smile never wavered, he gestured down the hallway. “Do you still want to walk?”

Five couldn’t process the question, his fists clenched so tight at his sides, they trembled. It took every ounce of his self-control not to fly into an ill-advised attack.

Stay calm…

Her voice was so far and so close, shouted right behind him and whispered from across the room. He closed his eyes and forced himself to take a breath.

“If you do not want to walk, then I must insist you stay in your room.”

He opened his eyes and met the porter’s gaze, gritting his teeth against the instant resurgence of his anger. He wanted to kill him a thousand times over, but he wasn’t sure that would be enough. “I’ll walk,” he growled through his teeth, his jaw clenched so hard it creaked.

#thank you for the ask #and for indulging my lonely ass #<3

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