#current wips

[madamechrissy]

Took you Like a Shot Masterlist

Chapter One - Chapter Two - Chapter Three - Chapter Four - Chapter Five ( final)

Pairings- Rich Frat/fuckboi Toru x Preppy Sorority reader

Summary- One VERY drunk encounter between your greatest rival ever - on your last day of college- leads to you being knocked up. Satoru Gojo, a fuckboy, fratboy, rich little jerk, has been a rival of yours since you all met in College, every damn grade you fought for he got with ease. He crashed every Sorority party you threw. The two of you are so infamous in your rivalry, your friend groups were rivals, and for some reason, life is playing some damn joke on you both. Now... you have to tell him the news - but how Satoru takes it surprises you. Can you both raise a baby together!? And do you even really know each other?

Contents/Warnings- gonna be flashbacks to the rivalry/that night, nerdjo but make him a fratboy, enemies to kind of begrudging partners, but then as the pregnancy progresses, they fall in love hehe- fluffy and smutty, MDNI -will have explicit sex etc, art in the banner by Yuana on X - finished! WC 42k

Playlist -preview below!- headcanons - here & here - Fratboy! Sukuna here

It had been an absolutely filthy night, that led to your doctor coming in and informing you three months later-

'You're pregnant'

You came in for a normal checkup, you're on the pill and you have no sex life, aside from one encounter over three months ago. A filthy, questionable ass encounter with what so happened to be your former 'bully' - rich boy, frat boy, pretty boy, pretentious boy- Satoru Gojo.

For years, the two of you were rivals, not just academic either, since you were both top of your class all through college, but at everything. He'd hold your notebooks high and laugh at you, he'd try to ruin and crash every sorority event he could. Known as the Queen and King of the campus, you ran the rivaling Sorority to his Fraternity. The amount of times you all had gone toe to toe was literally notorious, even your best friends hated each other on your behalf, starting an entire war between you all.

You have no clue how it happened, still, how the two of you had the best sex of your life at that damn party, fueled by drinks but also something you'd never admit- you've always wondered. Hearing those stories about his... skills, seeing his perfect body and the way his pretty lips smirked so cruelly your direction, even after all these years- how it all led to this moment.

'Hah, sweets, ya finally admit I'm good at something?' Satoru had murmured in your ear, while he'd had you bent right over some bed at some party- both of you were seniors in college on your last and final party, finally you thought you'd be rid of him, of this ass of a man. He was going to live the rich life, working for his family, you were moving on to a whole different career.

'One t-thing... that's it...' You had cried out when his cock had shoved in so deep, making you cum all over him, his fingers gripping your hips while he'd pumped deeper and deeper, impossibly until he'd been right on your cervix. 'F-fuck!'

'Fuck... you had a pussy like this and we've been fighting!?' Satoru is whispering, resting his snowy locks against your neck, biting it with sharp teeth as you milk his cock. 'so greedy, huh?'

'S-shut up, mnh- just... keep... there, there shit!' Satoru had slammed right against your cervix, feeling you pulsing around him, it had been too good, too tight, too fucking wet, he'd paused then, looking at your arched ass, your skirt shoved over your hips. 'Keep g-going, please...'

'M'gonna cum, tho-she's too tight- shit can I?'

Your drunk ass had said- sure. You're precise on that pill, every day your alarm goes off in the morning, you take it. How could...

"Pregnant!?" You repeat. Unbelievable. No fucking way. You...

"Yes sweetie I suggest prenatal and an ultrasound, hmm?" The nurse says so sweetly, as you feel sick to your stomach, which your hand goes down to touch.

Pregnant. With rich, notorious fuckboy Satoru Gojo’s baby- now you would have to tell him!?

Shit.

[beanbagstab]

Some unfinished sonamy stuff💙🩷

[babymillennial]

for the purpose of my own writing i have a design for Leola as an adult, that thing she would've become if the Court of Stars weren't such dicks

[dicepton]

Wip ofc

The Adjuster with the Greek Goddess Nike! - the goddess of victory!

[clay-core]

im actually stupidly unwell about these guys that i have watched care and love and destroy each other over and over and over again

IF YOU ARE SEEING THIS THE FULL IS POSTED HERE

[artficlly]

WIP Game <3

thank you to @buckyys-babydoll, @thenameswinterfics, @elixirfromthestars & @sunday-bug for tagging me!!

rules: in a new post, post the names of all the files in your wip folder regardless of how non descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet or tell us about it.

i have so many wips so i'm selecting like my top 10-15 idk i have so many on the go, have mercy on me. not all the names / dynamics are concrete.

➞ lessons in lovemaking | part 5 ➞ smog & spirits | doomsday / chapter 10 ➞ untitled | jarl!bucky x jarl's daughter!reader / 3k celebration fic ➞ daughter of the rotsál | horselord!bucky x rotsál!reader / fantasy au ➞ i who have known death | monsterhunter!bucky x healer!reader / apocalypse au ➞ shadowboxing | boxer!bucky x fem!reader / 1800s AU ➞ untitled | close quarters sequel ➞ untitled killing games | sci-fi / hunger games inspired / reality tv au ➞ a fools game / no rest for the wicked | a dish served cold sequel ➞ untitled love witch | bodyguard!bucky x lady!reader / regency and fantasy au ➞ untitled request | sports!bucky x cafe worker!reader ➞ untitled request | mechanic!bucky x fem!reader

no pressure tags: @marvelstoriesepic / @writing-for-marvel / @fawniswriting / @the-voice-beckons-below / @societyfolklore / @azriona / @probablybucky / @bcksbarnes + anyone else i've forgotten/who wants to join. sorry if you've been tagged more than once hehe <3

[honeyedmiller]

wip wednesday

tysm for the tag my bby @joelsgreys <3

This is something I’ve been working on, slowly but surely. It’s almost done, and it was going to be a surprise drop but honestly I miss being on here and I miss writing. Life has just been so busy. Anyway, here’s a snippet of “Pretty Little Thing”

Hope I can get this up soon along with part four of ABD. Thank you all for being so patient with me as I try to get back into the swing of things.

no pressure tags: @punkshort @endlessthxxghts @ozarkthedog @ilovepedro @javierpena-inatacvest @joeloverture

[notyourmamasdeerbat]

WIP Whenever/Last Line/I'm Late But I'm Writing OK Don't Look At Me

Hi guys!! Thanks so much to @woundedsoul12 , @strugglinggranola @redheadsramblings and @sunny374940 for the tags! I'm lurkin. I'm stalking you guys, you've got wonderful content I promise I see it even if I haven't commented yet KEEP IT COMING!! I so look forward to your posts. Thank you for creating with me! 🧡💕

GOT STUFF BELOW THE CUT. IT'S A LOT. AND IT'S MINE. CONSUME WHAT YOU WILL, TAKE OR LEAVE, BE THERE OR BE SQUARE 📢

Some Future Carry the Dagger - Blood of Arlathan shenanigans.

Behold. Elgar'nan.

...

Rook staggered, nearly losing their footing on the stonework. A rush of heat assaulted their senses, gathering around their throat and cradling the back of their head— tangible fingers caressing and worming their way into the carefully structured layers of thought, strength, identity and restraint Rook had built over the years and trying to peel it apart. 

“I see you,” the voice of Elgarn’an, god of vengeance, god of the sun, crooned. The hair on Rook’s arms stood straight up. Whispers of warm breath, idle wanderings of loving heat raced through the Veil Jumper’s veins, leeching awareness.. “I feel your pain.”

A purr, and it nearly brought Rook to their knees, the sudden and inescapable brightness of exposure, of being seen. Perceived so clearly, each flaw and weakness laid bare in the blinding light of an unseen eye. They were hurting. So deep in their chest, a throbbing, sucking wound of guttering darkness. Aching. Exhausted. Lonely. 

Rook grit their teeth and braced a shoulder against the crushing aura that radiated out of the arena in waves, pushing through the crowd of dazed and murmuring Venatori– some had dropped, supplicant, to the path. Others were beginning to chant, gripping each other tightly, exultant smiles pulling at their mouths, heads tipped up to listen. 

.... ALTERNATIVELY! :D ....

“Go! Go!” Rook's weight veered heavily on one boot as they skidded around the rock, gloved hand skimming the pale stone of the ravine. They hauled the little girl up by her underarms when she could run no farther, passing her off to Taash in a seamless transition as the dragonhunter swept her over their shoulder and kept going. The others shepherded the stumbling Dalish at a sprint, streaming out of the valley, wrapping wounds and leaning on one another. Rook caught sight of Lucanis’ dark hair caught in the breeze as he twisted to duck under a limping elder’s arm, light footed and sure as he guided his group to the copse of trees beyond. Freedom. Breathing hard, Rook threw a glance over their shoulder, their feet stumbling to a halt of their own accord as they watched the elves make it to the beckoning treeline. 

Their soul seemed to freeze in their chest with their hammering, aching heart.

From across the lake, Elgarn’an's golden gaze bored into their skin like flecks of acid. Rook swayed to a stop, eyes flicking once over the god's sickly, sculpted features before matching his stare, the distance doing nothing to dull the ancient mage’s ire. It nearly rooted the Veil Jumper in place, radiating in waves of nauseous sense that curled into Rook’s bones like a disease. His arched brows were furrowed with fury as he watched his hard work bleed into the green, very much alive. 

Rook exhaled sharply.

In the milliseconds their gazes met, Elgarn’an noticed two things in the stark contrasts of daylight. 

The Dread Wolf's pawn had no intention of surrendering to fear. Their gaze was alive with loathing so intensely personal it seemed to crackle across the mile between them. 

And the mortal had blue eyes. Dark as eluvian glass.

As the archdemon stirred, Rook cast the god of the sun a gesture that relied heavily on one finger with a jab of their outturned wrist. 

Elgarn’an scowled as the little rogue turned on their heel, slipping into the lengthening shadows of the cool shelter of the Arlathan. 

hehehe. I dunno I enjoyed that bit. Coadi "Don't Mess with me and my GANG" Aldwir

Secondarily! I got some more Modern AU Rookanis/Nightclub AU out of order snippets! You might like this one! I'm alternating between potential titles at the moment because this thing WILL NOT leave me alone. I can't SLEEP. (Neon & Bitters or Espresso Martini) boy it's getting JUICY up in here. Let me know if you prefer one over the other? CW: IVs, DESCRIPTIONS OF HOSPITAL, KDRAMA/HALLMARK LEVELS OF CHEESE

...

Rook groaned, coming to blearily. First there was muzzy, humid dark. Then the sweat on their brow was quickly replaced by blazing pain. A throbbing ache somewhere in their ribs and pulsing up their arm. Their head hurt, and the light from the window was too bright. 

Window? 

Wait a minute. Were they hung over? 

Sunlight. Bright, horrid daggers of sunlight. Was it morning? 

There were no windows in the Diamond… 

It came back in a rush. The screams, the bursting strobe bulbs and shattered glass, the gravelly bark of a pistol. Bellara! 

Rook sat up with a gasp, hating themself for it instantly as the room spun nauseously and their hand flew to their side. A rough square of stark white gauze was edged in medical tape on their side. The scratching ridge of sutures caught on Rook’s fingertips beneath. 

That’s not good. 

The room blurred and unblurred. The beep of a heart monitor. The clear serpent of an IV winding into their inner arm– hurgh– into the hanging bag of fluid over the cot. The room was sparse. Walls painted a calming, clinical blue. A large window, curtains thrown wide. A dull chatter on the TV mounted on its plastic arm overhead. Milky white petals on the bedside ta– 

Hello? 

Rook blinked woozily, swallowing the dry grit in their throat as they settled back on the thin pillows. A violet vase, perched innocuously beside the computer monitor with an open patient chart. 

Camellias. Dozens of them. Massive. The size of dinner plates, leaning on each other every which way and wrapped in a beautiful black ribbon that fell nearly to the floor to keep them from splitting. 

Rook blinked again. There, beneath the table? Desk? Where a doctor might have sat, on a rolling stool, was more. Lilies. Blooming stargazer lilies in every color combination their addled brain could have imagined. Pink carnations. Blue hyacinths. Their petals littered the floor. 

They shifted their other hand, and on the other side, between the cot and the wall beside the window, was a veritable mountain of blooms. A massive ceramic vase patterned with inkbrush feathers held violet, orange, and yellow flowers practically bursting halfway to the ceiling. Daffodils, white roses, irises… All bound together by more of that same black ribbon. 

A single white card dangled from the tassel. 

Rook snatched it up, trying to quell their pounding brain and racing heart, flipping it open between two fingers. A neat hand, in simple black ballpoint: 

Deepest apologies. 

No name, no signature. No elaboration? Surely, not a sympathy card– Again, Rook thought of Bellara and the blood mingling with the vodka on the dancefloor. They made a strangled noise and dizzily tried to swing their legs out of bed, still hooked to the IV as it rattled. 

The door on the far side slid open as someone backed in, holding a plastic tray. Red hair, pointed ears. 

Revas turned, a fork of jello hanging from his lips, and his eyes blew wide. “Mmk!” he enthused, hurriedly rushing to the beige arm chair by the window to set down his tray. 

Rook threw up their non-needle stuck hand, relief washing aside some of the terror. “Revas! What the fuck is going on?” 

MWAHAHAHAHAHAAH

Uncombed Chapter 2 is nearly halfway done I swear it's coming. I love you all. Thank you for indulging my interweb nonsense. You should hear me yap to my mom. 😂

Gently tagging my beloveds! What are you all up to?

  @draco-illius-noctis @the-bear-and-his-sunbird @davrinsleftpectoral @blackwall-my-tiny-husband @hedwigoprah @sunny374940 @nevarrantorte @caughtnyact @seaglassmelody @strugglinggranola @jenn2d2 @palenecromaniac @thesummerstorms @aetherflowers @officialnostradamus

[marvelstoriesepic]

✧ WIP Poll ✧

Hello my sweethearts!! I need your help to decide what to focus on next ❤︎

Below are some of my current wip’s that have been living in my brain for a while now. I’ve been having a hard time choosing what to work on now, and I would love to know what you are most excited to see come to life next so I’ll know where to dive in ❤︎

I am also linking my full wip list so you can check out a few more detailed blurbs for some of these if you want to dive deeper and know more before voting than the short insights I include below.

And you are always welcome to ask me for more information about specific wips!! ❤︎❤︎

Okay so yes, there a quite a few wips listed here, but lately my brain has been doing that thing where I want to write everything and therefore end up writing nothing. It’s been a little overwhelming to choose, so I figured I'd turn to you, my lovely little crowd of sweethearts ❤︎

These are the wips I'm most interested in right now and I'd love to have something to truly start focusing on next. A jumping off point. However, I do want to say, I am very aware that the last time I did a wip poll, it ended up spiraling into a 90k+ series lmao. I do not have the time to do that again, at least not right now. But I would love to plant some roots somewhere new.

I really hope something in this list catches your attention or curiosity ❤︎ Also, just a heads up, I am a mere mortal with a highly unpredictable brain. So if some new rogue idea suddenly comes out of nowhere and takes hold, I might end up writing for that instead. But I do promise that I'll give proper focus to whatever wins here. Pinky swear ❤︎

Thank you for reading my unnecessary rambles!!

Greetings and Kisses ❤︎❤︎

[pikawings]

✨️ WIP masterlist ✨️

at least as of the 20th of May 2025 (that was a lie apperantly, im constantly updating this lmao) bc ya gorl has too many so I'm 100% wip shaming myself to force a will to write bc they all deserve to be written eventually (the ones fully abandonned and locked in the basement aren't counted nor listed until a new idea comes up that can be merged with them)

current wip count: 62

notice June 15 2025 any wips colored in orange with a date added to them are wips completed while i am on a posting hiatus. once they get posted they will be colored in their respective length color as well as provided with a link to the story on ao3. any wips that recieved a link so far but are not be colored are yet to be finished. I am trying to not post any new stories without them being fully written to avoid hiatus messes like right now. i am sorry for the wait, thank you for sticking by me

Oneshots

A Bet To Never Forget (DP x Batman)

Astray (Danny Phantom x Batman)

Careful What You Wish For (Batman)

Chill & Chill (DP x Batman)

Lonely Is The Crown (DP x Batman)

Nap Of Death (DP x Batman)

One Way Or Another (DP x DC)

Steps To Flying (DP x DC)

The Curse Of Afterlife (Danny Phantom)

The Game Of Family (Batman)

-unnamed damian onehsot- (Batman)

-unnamed wriolette oneshot- (Genshin Impact)

Short fics (2-5 chapters)

Count Your Days (Batman)

Bittersweet Reunion (DP x DC)

Birds Of A Feather (DC-Batman x YJ)

Just Another Day (DP x Bungo Stray Dogs)

Lay Me To Rest (DP x DC)

Music Mayhem (name TBD, DP x DC)

-unnamed xiaother- (Genshin Impact)

X + 1

In Another Life (DP x Batman | 1+5+1)

Let The Wind Carry Your Call (Batman | 1+3+1)

Lost And Found (DP x Batman | 5+1)

Phantom Guardian (DP x Batman x JL x YJ | 5+1)

Phantom Guardian sequel (DP x Batman | X+1)

-Second Chances series story 2- (JJK | 5+1)

-unnamed, undeterminded JJK X+1-

Medium fics (6-15 chapters)

Broken Wings (DP x Young Justice)

Displaced Disasters (DP x Batman x Young Justice)

Hey Starlight (DP x Batman)

Long fics (16+ chapters)

Dying Is A Family Tradition (DP x Batman)

My Significant Bother (DP x Batman)

-Second Chances series story 1- (JJK)

-Second Chances series story 3- (JJK)

Son Of Shadows (Rise Of The Guardians)

Spectral Specialist (name TBD, DP x Winx Club 2004)

Through A Broken Lens (DP x DC)

Two Halves Of A Whole (DP x DC)

VISP: Very Important Scaritage Project (DP x Monster High)

Mega projects (guaranteed long fic of 150k+)

Avoiding Past And Future (DP x Young Justice)

Cousins By Blood -1- (DP x DC)

Brothers By Heart -2- (DP x DC)

For Those We Couldn't Save (DP x Owari No Seraph)

Radio Chatter -1- (DP x DC)

Radio Feedback -2- (DP x DC)

The One And Oni (DP x DC)

To Be Human Again (DP x DC)

What We Do For Family (DP x DC)

Undeterminded length (help)

Can You See Me (DP x Batman)

Catboy Danny (name TBD, DP x DC)

HallowScream (DP x DC)

Haunt me (DP x Batman)

Heterochromia (name TBD, DP x Batman)

Nature Of Us (DP x Batman)

Never Say I Wish -mini series or chaptered story tbd- (DP x DC)

Phantom Of The Mafia (DP x BSD)

Pit Brother (name TBD, DP x DC)

Soul Sold (name TBD, DP x DC)

-unnamed arkham- (DP x DC)

-unnamed clones- (DP x DC)

-unnamed DP x Hazbin Hotel x Helluva Boss-

-unnamed puppy wrio- (Genshin Impact)

-unnamed uncle Azhdaha- (Genshin Impact)

[madamechrissy]

Baby You're a Star- chap three preview

Pornstar Gojo WILL be out tomorrow!!! One more preview <3 Do NOT read if you haven't read part two!

Pairings- Pornstar! Satoru x shy f!reader

Warnings - NSFW- oral sex (m recieving) mentions of cum, Gojo's dick is broken bc of reader poor baby! Mentions of sex, filming porn, dom/sub undertones -taglist closed but everyone on it will get tagged in the update! rough draft and not edited so excuse any typos!

It's here

“Fuck, I’ve made a mess, need someone to clean me all up.” Satoru whispers, while you barely are able to hold up the camera any longer, the livestream is avid with questions, namely - who is filming Satoru Gojo? And offers from many viewers to lick every bit of him up.

Satoru should stare at the camera, but he’s looking up into your eyes instead, stroking his cum soaked length slowly, just pumping more cum out of his tip, so much it’s ridiculous, dripped down to his balls and inner thighs. You swallow nervously, tummy clenched with desire, knowing you needed to stay quiet for the stream of curious viewers.

Satoru murmurs cut then, and  you do just that, shutting off the feed, and setting down the phone with a shaky hand, clearing your throat. “They loved it I think.”

“C’mere.” He crooks two fingers, and you eagerly obey, walking up to him now, tempting him to no end with the way your eyes drink him in. “On your knees, sweetheart.”

You obey again, eagerly in fact, looking up at him under lowered lashes as his clean hand slips up the side of your pretty neck, then around to the nape of it, entangling in your locks. Your soft whine and shift of your hips are all he needs to know you’re enjoying it, your hands obediently on your thighs, as if waiting for his every order, so sexy he feels his cock twitch back to life.

“Do you want to clean me up?” He asks softly, but the command in his tone is there, you nod and he exhales, tugging you towards him then. “Then do a really good job, sweets. Lick every bit clean like a good girl, and I’ll reward you.”

“I’ll do a good job.” Your whisper wrecks him, as he guides your head down, and you suck him, still hard, into your hot, eager mouth. Your soft whine vibrates around him, his head falling back as your mouth moves.

He can’t help but think of earlier.

A date, you were gonna go on a date, and he hates the idea, no, he fucking detests the idea in fact, the rage alone making him fuck your throat deeper, harder, feeling you gag and choke on him instead of anyone else. He shouldn’t feel possessive over his friend, a friend who’s sucking his cum, who’s swallowing him up, all he can think is his, his, his.

But you weren’t his.

How could you ever be?

Satoru’s never felt anything better than your throat, except he’s a million percent sure your cunt is better, he knows it would suck him up so greedy. When tears fall from your pretty eyes, it’s hotter than any blow job he’s had on set, the eagerness and desperate need to please far surpasses experience, your glasses fogging up when you pull back to take a breath then.

Satoru looks at his slick, spit covered cock, to thin trails of saliva disintegrating between your lips as you pull back, swiping at your lower lip. “How did I do?”

“Perfect.” His whisper is genuine, the words feel too good, you know you should stop, that you already wish he was yours, but you’re too addicted to how those blue eyes make you feel like you’re the only girl there is.

Even if it’s an illusion, a trick of your brain, or a practiced look.

The feeling is too euphoric not to be corrupted by it.

“You did such a good job, look at it, not any cum left. You sucked it all down, so greedy huh?” His hand comes under your chin, squeezing your neck gently yet so possessive, he wants to say it - his - but he knows he can’t. But it’s too easy to teeter off the edge, when your breaths come faster, breasts pressed up in that dress, rising and falling with each one.

“Satoru… I can keep going.” Your soft voice nearly ends him, little hand stroking his cock again.

“I was thinking of something, but if you don’t want to, it's okay.” You blink a bit then, tilting your head, tendrils falling against your bare shoulders.

“What is it?”

“A scene with me, but not showing your face at all,” your gasp and pull back makes him sigh. “It’d be like me eating your pussy, we could have it zoomed so no one sees your face.”

The thought, along with Satoru's sweet cum down your throat makes your tummy clench, while he brings out more and more of you that you did not know existed. Your hands tense on his thighs now, taking a shaky breath, fingers along the downy hair on his thighs. “I don’t… Satoru you have a million options for costars-”

“I want yours. It’s the prettiest I’ve ever fucking seen.”

“Satoru…”

“It is. Wanna argue about my expertise here?” You just get more flustered and flushed, looking down nervously, but he tilts your chin with his big hand, angling your gaze upward. “I’ll split all the pay, you get eaten out, and anonymously. I’d never tell anyone, I’d never risk your career or anything. But I do need to do one, and I hate the thought of it not…” Satoru trails off now, the words sinking in.

“You like eating me out that much?” Your whisper makes him chuckle then, nodding and swallowing nervously.

“That pussy is perfect. How about we film it, and you watch it, and if you don’t want to, I just keep it to jerk off to…” Shit, he said that.

He’s so desperate and pathetic.

I'm exciteddd, it's almost done bbs <3 It's gonna be angsty, smutty and MESSY

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[gonardo-writes]

Hurt Kenta 👀

Here is a little sneak peek, takes place after Kenta gets rescued

If Kim was still shaken he could only imagine how Kenta felt. After a too long debriefing with awkward stilted conversations, the two finally head back to Kim’s place. He fought the urge to corner Kenta and ask him how he’s really doing. It’s the last thing Kenta needed, so Kim gave him space, and stalked to the balcony for fresh air. His mind was busy, like a hive with overactive bees swarming his head, and not even the humid Bangkok weather helped. Kim sighed deeply before going back inside, and paused instantly at the image that Kenta made. Any other time he’d map out every line and curve and store it in his memory, but all of the wounds had him worried. “Need help with those?” Kenta stilled at his words, turning slowly and blinking owlishly at Kim.

“Huh?” Is all Kenta could say.

“The cuts, I could put ointment on them. You already cleaned them, I don’t mind doing it.” Kim waited for Kenta’s reply.

“Don’t worry about it, I’ve had worse.” His lips wobbled as he tried to smile, posture still stiff.

[taintandviolent]

and yes, I promise I'm writing taco tuesday pt 3

[dicepton]

I’m feeding you guys again

[sceletaflores]

•｡ꪆৎ ˚⋅ wip wednesday!

thanks for the tag babes! @guiltyasdave • nsfw under the cut! 18+ MDNI!

wip #1 • show me a little bit of spine! feat. logan howlett (& crimson!)

'five x-men walk into a bar, only three walk out…'

oops i don't have a sneak peek for this one...sorry chickens.

this is an official part two to "all's fair in love and viscera" cause i can't leave them alone to save my life! i finally decided on the name crimson for this specific reader, and the au as a whole will be called the to the bone universe (that’s also how it’ll be tagged on my acc!!!)

this is jealous!logan getting down and dirty in a bar bathroom after a special someone makes a move on his girl...wink wink nudge nudge. a special guest! a very special guest, cause what better way is there to get a man off their ass and admit they like you than dirty dancing with another man in front of him.

think degradation, biting, pain kink (obvi wtf). there's also some emotional constipation and just a hint of angst. it'll be so fun!

wip #2 • says he needs it bad (oh so very bad) feat. sub!logan howlett (& crimson!)

'it’s not often that logan needs this, but you’re always more than happy to give it to him when he does…'

double oops i don’t have a sneak peek for this one either…pls forgive me!

this is also apart of the to the bone universe but it's more like a non-connecting little blurb than another part...if that makes sense lol i just wanted to write more crimson!

all this is thanks to a lovely anon who sent in a req desperately needing me to speak on sub!logan. it's funny because ofc i'll speak on sub!logan wtf who do you think i am. it's honestly one of the fluffiest, softest things i've ever written...established relationship is really locking my ass down. it's still filthy though don't worry! think riding, think pain kink, think light dustings of a breeding kink. i really don't know how to explain this lmao it's gonna be great trust me!

wip #3 • hunting for sport... feat. logan howlett (& crimson!)

'there's a big bad wolf somewhere in these woods...'

You scramble backwards, stuck watching the way the brush starts to rustle as he gets closer. You push yourself back to your feet, muscles screaming in protest as you break into a sprint. It's all in vain, you know it is. He's only playing with you, letting you tire yourself out. He’s known where you’ve been the whole time, could smell you the whole time, could hear you the whole time. The two of you have been at this long enough now, his patience is starting to run thin. He's right behind you, if the violent thrashing of the brush over your shoulder getting louder is any indication. The dull sound of claws ripping through the forest floor growing closer and closer before the entire woods suddenly tilts on its axis.

this is also in the to the bone universe! can you tell that i'm really into this au? i physically can't stop writing them...another little fic that's outside the events of parts one and two :))) who would i be if i didn't write a chase fic for this man? that's the real question. more violence heavy than the other fics listed, i got bit by the freak bug and i need to write nasty sexy violence sorry babes.

wip #4 • give it to me like a man! feat. dbf!patrick zweig

'patrick comes to your college graduation party, he gives you the best gift...'

“Yeah, I've been pretty busy since the season started. Lot’s of traveling and shit, you know?” Your dad hums in agreement, nodding his head lazily. “For sure, my schedule has been killer this season.” He brags shamelessly, tone heavy with understanding like he and Patrick are in the same boat. Only your dad’s boat is a three million dollar yacht sailing to cushy televised matches and Nike shoots while Patrick is floating on a dinghy to some barely media covered ITF matches. “It’s a miracle I even had time to fly in for the party, isn’t that right sweetheart?” Your hand slides up the length of his cock in one slow motion, your palm grinding over the tip through the denim. “Yeah, daddy.” You say, voice going light and airy around the edges. Patrick thinks it’s being said to your dad, but when his eyes flick over to you, you’re already looking at him. Eyes half-lidded and shiny as your fingers brush over the metal of his zipper.

the long awaited dbf!patrick lol i know i've been dragging this damn thing out for like three weeks but it's the most "done" fic on this list so maybe maybe MAYBE it'll actually be posted soon...

anyway this is nothing but pure filth. just straight up nasty no plot at all pure sex and fucking hard gross style. lots and lots of dirty talk, degradation, risk play, sort of public sex, a barely there daddy kink...just me being nasty on a google doc for no reason!

no pressure tags! @ebodebo @artemis-b-writes @avocado-writing (it's technically thursday but like oh em gee who cares just do it anyway chickens)