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[wayfayrr]

YOOOOOOOO HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TO YOUR FIRST LU X READER FIC 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

Also, if you want a song for a fic, how about 'not another song about love' By Hollywood Ending?

I found this song through Pinky's Legend playlist and have since latched on and not let go :)

THANK YOUUUUUU - being here this long and just everything that happened in the last year and a bit now?? insane, this fandom is just incredible and I'm so glad for it <33

BUT THIS SONG???? screams legend beyond belief, and it's written like a wholeass internal dialog - so it was easy to work the lines into this <3 [@h4wari come and get your husband]

“I hate your voice.”

“I know.”

“I hate your lips.”

“Sure.”

“I hate how bad I want to steal your kiss.”

THAT is new. This whole song and dance happens nearly every single night now, always a twisted song about love because he simply doesn’t want to be vulnerable with anyone. But this? This is brand new, he’s not gotten quite this close to a true confession ever before. If I wasn’t so worried about him retreating into himself I’d question it more, but I know better to do that. Not that that stops the words slipping from my lips, afterall he’s all that I’ve been dreaming of. 

“Well what if I handed it over freely?”

This is not another one of our songs about love. 

With me asphyxiated just to say the least, his eyes staring into my very soul suffocating me. But he couldn’t care less, even as it’s getting hard for me to breathe. 

“Nothing ever comes for free darling. I live with ravio, I’ve learnt that well.”

“You think I’d charge you for a kiss?”

“I think your empty lungs are a much greater cost than some measly rupees.”

But everything you do makes my heart race, I can't even think straight. Is this all just a game to you? My feelings, my heart is it nothing but your plaything? This is not our clockwork fight. 

“So you’ll… let my breathlessness go to waste?”

“I never said that darlin.”

[jeon-ify]

TEASER FOR UPCOMING FICCCCC

you pry your legs open as ___________ gets on his knees before you, lifting you up effortlessly to sit on the counter. he slides off the shorts and panties in one take, leaning to plant a kiss on the base of your inner right thigh. he travels upwards, stopping at the top of your pussy. he blows cold air, darting his tongue out to lightly lick at your clit. he reaches for the cup of the pink soda by your side, taking some into his mouth, then spilling the drink right onto your bare pussy. the drink itself was ice cold, so the contrast made you shiver.

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[huijsen]

Oh my. Please post your Stonesford please please please. I’m starved of content and fics. I’m editing a short(ish, for me) Picksdale and a stupid epic length Magford fic (45k and still editing fml) so my 2nd Stonesford ain’t coming for a while. But it’s not the same when it’s your own damn fic haha. I need ficcccc 😂

im sorry but the fic im writing isnt stonesford 🥲 like a good chunk of it will be stonesford but the main focus even when all of that is going on will be on stonesdias cuz that fic is a sequel to my existing stonesdias fic

i dont think im planning on writing stonesford anytime soon just to not get your hopes up unless it’s a john x rúben x jordan fic. but you know what never say never and i am open to suggestions!

[helloprettybb]

pretty in pink

first bucky ficcccc. and it’s smut smut smut smut smut. 

pairing: ceo!bucky x reader

description: you’ve been a good girl all day, so bucky decides you deserve a treat.

warnings: cursing, smut, fingering, daddy kink, praise kinkish, squirting, multiple orgasms, choking, again just a whole lot

word count: 1.4k

It’s a quiet day. Abnormally quiet, in fact. Usually, you’d be clinging onto Bucky begging for attention, but instead, you’re sitting quietly at the other end of the couch. Bucky said he had some work to do and instead of whining until he pushed it back, you simply nodded and moved away from Bucky. He didn’t know what game you were playing, but he just accepted that you chose to be good today and got a start on his work.

So, for the past four hours, Bucky’s been staring at spreadsheets and making conference calls all while you sit still and look very pretty. He spared himself a look every once in a while, but every time he stole a glance, you were looking away, rather it was at your phone or out the windows of the penthouse.

A couple of times he took more than a quick look. How couldn’t he when you wore an outfit like that! You knew what you were doing, too. Although you played innocent, Bucky knew that the short light pink skirt and matching baby tee were designed to distract him. But you weren’t actively trying to tempt him so he pushed the lustful thoughts from his mind and turned his attention to work.

After nearly five hours, Bucky hangs up his last call. “I’m done, baby.” he turns to you and expects you to rush to his side, but instead, you spare him a small smile.

“Oh, that’s good.” you reply.

Bucky raises an eyebrow at that, “That’s it? Good?”

“Yep,” you pop the p. He moves closer to you. He thinks, what game are you trying to play, and asks you just that.

“No game, daddy.” Oh, so it’s definitely a game. “Just wanted to be a good girl for you.”

He smiles at that. A sense of pride fills him as he thinks about how he’s the only man you’re like this with, for now, and forever. “Oh, well in that case.” He places his right hand beside you, trapping you between him and the couch. You don’t look scared if anything, the opposite. He lifts your chin with his other hand and whispers, “I think my good girl deserves a reward.”

You whimper at that, “Please, daddy.”

“What do you want, baby?” he asks.

You answer immediately like you’ve been thinking about it for the whole day, which knowing you, is probably true. “I want you to fuck me, daddy. Wanna feel your cock in my tight pussy.” Oh, you look so innocent saying that with your bright eyes and soft lips.

Bucky uses the hand under your chin to pull you into a kiss. He’s been craving this all day and tasting the strawberry from your lip gloss makes him regret spending all those hours working. But he’s here now, so he pushes work from his mind and goes back to you.

You and the little whimpers and moans you make against his lips. He’s barely touched you, besides moving his right hand down to your waist. You’re needy as you clutch his shirt and pull him closer. He laughs at your desperateness, but you muffle his chuckles with your mouth. Bucky moves his hands down and under your skirt. Before he even touches your skin, he feels the wetness through your panties.

Bucky pulls away, “Fuck, baby. You’re soaking.”

You moan, “Cause I’ve been thinking about you ruining me.” His fingers trail under the thin piece of fabric and easily slides a finger in. “No daddy, not your fingers.” you whine. “Want your cock, now.”

Usually, he wouldn’t put up with this slight disobedience, but you’ve been so good all day, so he’ll allow it. Besides, this is supposed to be your reward. “Okay, impatient little girl.” Bucky  unbuckles his belt and starts to unzip his pants. Meanwhile, you remove your top, revealing your tits. Fuck, you haven’t been wearing a bra the whole time.

You go to remove your skirt, but Bucky stops you, “No, leave it on.” You smile and remove your panties. Bucky stands up to remove his pants and you openly stare at the bulge in his underwear. He pulls his pants and underwear down. You lick your lips when his cock bounces up to his stomach. If you weren’t so impatient, you probably would’ve asked for a taste.

He removes his shirt and joins you back on the couch. Your legs are spread, inviting him in. He strokes himself before lining up with your core. He pushes in and your mouth goes slack. The initial push in always feels new, no matter how many times you do this.

He bottoms out and pulls you into a heated kiss as he gives you time to adjust. You pull away and tell him, “Daddy, please fuck him until I can’t walk.” He just about cums at that. He starts thrusting into you, hard and deep.

You grab onto his broad back. He could feel the nails digging and marks forming, but he doesn’t care. It actually turns him on, even more, knowing that you claimed him in a way. When he looks in the mirror tomorrow, he’ll be reminded of your sweet strawberry lips and little pink skirt. He’ll think about how you wrap around him so tightly and how you cry lightly when he hits that spot.

“Faster, daddy. Please.” You cry. You’re loud as fuck and Bucky loves it. Between the slapping of skin and yells, he thinks he’s in paradise. Your eyes are misty with tears and Bucky wipes one before moving that hand down to your throat. Wrapping his hand around your neck, he squeezes the perfect amount of pressure to make a loud moan leave your pretty lips.

“Fuck, baby. Look so pretty getting destroyed on my cock.” he praises. You can barely respond.

Mustering out an airy, “F-feel so good,” You’re losing the ability to speak, on the verge of being completely fucked out. He snaps his hips into you, making little yelps escape your mouth. Your perfect tits bounce with every thrust and Bucky can’t help but attach his mouth to your right breast. He starts to suck and you cry out, cumming around his cock. But he doesn’t let up.

He slows down for a little to not make you too uncomfortable, but once you start muttering for more, he goes back to his fast, hard thrusts. After sucking your tits, he moves up to face you. Your eyes are fluttering, trying to keep them open. Bucky kisses you again, snaking his hand down to your clit.

He rubs the small button as he uses his left arm to move your leg onto his shoulder. You scream at all the sensations. “So deep in that pussy, shit, baby. Can tell you’re gonna cum by how you're clenching around my cock.” You nod whether in confirmation or pleasure.

“Ah, Bucky,” you yell and your climax hits. Bucky can feel his orgasm cumming and is about to speed up when he feels extra wetness between your legs. He slows and looks down.

Groaning at the sight, he says, “You fucking squirted. So hot, baby.” He kisses you passionately. Switching positions so that he’s sitting on the couch and you’re on top, he thrusts his hips into you.

You’re barely able to move with your arms wrapped around his neck. Bucky does all the work as he pushes your hips up and down. You mumble incoherently as he approaches his climax. The last few words he hears from you are, “Cum in my pussy, daddy.” He busts at that and you cum one last time. He can tell from the faint clench around his cock followed by the pulsating.

The both of you are covered in sweat. He strokes your hair to calm you down. The heavy breathing lessens and the heartbeat slows as time passes. He pulls away, fully expecting you to be exhausted. But instead, you ask, “Round two?”

[camileeon]

First of all, congrats for the 200 girl!

Just found out your blog, really liked it :) I wanna ask a short fic with that B10 dialogue, with Isabela and a really clumsy reader s/o, that reminds her of her father, if you don't mind ^^

Have a nice day!

HER CLUMSY CORAZON

🍵- She fell for them with no regrets.

🦋- GN!Reader (they/them) x Isabela (she/her)

🍊- THE FIRST ISABELA FICCCCC AAAAAAAA HOPE YALL ENJOY!!!!

[•••]

It was a lovely spring day out for the lively magical town of encanto, various plants along with other flowers blossomed and bloomed happily as their eye catching colors showed so.

Most were over at Casita's, lending out a helping hand to the family along with other town's people on springtime festival preparations. Everyone was all busy organizing, placing decorations in it's proper places, cooking with tia julieta even. Wanting it to be flawless even if the family long overlooked that term, but still.

thing is.. they weren't very well versed in the perfect part.

Y/n was very clumsy and didn't have much finesse through their actions, often times they were stumbling over their own two feet, constantly toppling something over or just spilling something and causing a mere mess for them to clean up after.

They pleaded to themselves as soon as they walk in to look for the walking floral bliss which most suitors swooned for as well as being the same girl that never failed to strum a harmonious melody using their heart strings even from a glance far away, ambling towards her as soon their eyes met. Seeing how her eyes lit up almost instantly, pulling them into a warm embrace while squealing a bit from excitement

“Ah alas my lovely rose! You made it! Come help me with the potted plants!”

Gesturing her hand swiftly to make some of their favorite florals into a flower crown and sat it on their head, before pulling out of the embrace to tug them by the wrist towards the open porch which filled with delicate handmade vases and containers.

“I can't decide on which one to put out, it's a dilemma between these ones i made..” She hummed as she brought her finger up to her lips, pondering about all it's different hues and textures.

“ they all look beautiful either one you choose mi amor.” responding to her before looking through them with her and eyed which one would've suited the supposed color theme for the fiesta, letting out a few thoughts and words about it in the process.

“ Maybe we should go for these cacti and marigolds, I heard mama and Tia liked how they looked together.” She remarks before seeing them nod in agreement with her, they now both started to move the pots and vases towards the entrance.

Luisa wasn't around due to being busy with her own errands before going back to them but they fortunately managed somehow, y/n lifted the last pot of cacti towards the entrance but before they could've stepped on to the tiled floor, they weren't looking forward and bumped into someone and felt their grasp on the pot drift away just for it to shatter on the ground in pieces as a shard from the porcelain pot cuting their palm in the process. Hearing the shatter, nothing but worry and concern filled Isabela's mind and quickly got to y/n who sat on the floor quietly hissing in pain due to the wound

“Y/n are you okay-” but before isabela could finish her sentence they started to ramble

“Isa I'm so sorry! I wasn't looking where i was going and bumped into someone- Your favorite pot! And your cacti- and- agh im just a klutz-”

Isa's eyes softened at how they spoke, listening to their overwhelmed breaking voice, reaching her hands out to their shoulders to calm and help them compose themselves. “Alright alright, calm down, breathe in and breathe out y/n.” rubbing and tracing circles on their back as they slowly inhaled and exhaled, following her instructions carefully.

They leaned into her embrace as soon Isabela wrapped her arms around them comfortingly, then cupping their cheeks in the palm of her hands

“Well done, see? You're okay, mi corazon.” she assured as she began to admire their features while their face was in her hands, the way their smile showed again once more after all that had happen just minutes ago, the way their face glistened by the sheen light of the spring sun.

“Hm, You're lucky you're cute.” she added in a joking tone, giving them affectionate kisses on their cheeks. Y/n couldn't help but retort at what she said

“wait- you're not mad at all?” tilting their head to the side as they walked to the booth of food that Julieta put up, just in case a situation like theirs would occur or someone was just simply needing an arepa to fill themselves up.

“Well, usually I would be.. but i realized just getting angry at something simple won't really fix anything.. ” Isabela admitted, handing them an arepa from the wheaved basket on the table. Y/n took a bite out of it and good as new, their cut healed as if it wasn't even there to begin with, getting a hold of their hand as she continues to speak.

“Besides I can grow so much more cacti as I please, along with making better pottery for them. Though again, sometimes it can depend on who did it too..” Isabela rarely had the heart to get frustrated with them in the first place and it really shows how much she adores them, usually just getting irritated when it's her younger hermanas, primos and prima, still learning how to keep it at a minimum.

“Amor let me, let me make it up to you just say the wor-”

“i said it's fiiineee, and I don't care if you're clumsy, it's adorable. You remind me a lot of my dad.” it was true, both very accident prone and even the slightest wrong move from them can result to a domino effect, affecting other people in the vicinity.

It was something they always found as a flaw and a big insecurity to themselves especially because of how embarassing it was for them, though Isa could care less on how they were and the flaws that they had sticking out for anyone else to see. They admired them because they're how they truly are, every imperfection is embraced by her. The euphoric moment they walked into her life made her realize she's so much more than what she already was, learning and determined to finally be herself with nobody stopping her.

[inactiveblogxoxo]

i wrote another ficcccc seroroki can be read as platonic loll

ao3 link:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17583119

Keep Me Warm

sum:  Todoroki wakes up from a nightmare and goes to his balcony to cool off. Sero happens to be hanging out on his balcony so they hang out together. That's it. That's the plot. Short and soft.

[schweeeppess]

OSDFHGSGER I’D BE HONORED!

Not listed in order of rating.

(Tim & the batfam): The people you know [who love you] by izlaria (mixthealphabet)

Tim Drake is invited to dinner at the manor, two years after he decided he was done with them.

[aka. The bats are awful at communication, but they mostly love each other.]

This story had so much emotion and depth- it was a rollercoaster that I was thrilled to be part of. Like, seriously, 10/10 would so recommend. 

(mostly Tim & Jason): Can You See Me Now? by HellsBellsSinClub

The road to hell is paved with good intentions.

After some nudging from Spoiler and Batgirl, Tim seeks out the Red Hood to ask the older teen for permission into his territory to follow up a lead. It was a small, innocent action but it was the starting point for both Tim and Jason to get to know each other.

But things are never as they seem and things always get better before they get worse.

“and things are always going to get better before they get worse.” is the essential theme of this fic. It gets really dark the last few chapters (oh boy especially that last chapter) and... Yeah. The writing and characterization is amazing, but the ending just ow. Wouldn’t recommend for those who get squeamish with blood and descriptions of torture.

(Tim & Bruce for the most part): Replace the Need with Love by Aviatricks

It doesn’t matter whether Bruce would cut him loose or not, Tim can’t let things ever get to that point.  He has to be better.  He has to be the best he can be, or Bruce will lose himself again.  Tim can’t let Dick down like that.  Tim can’t let Jason down like that.

Tim can’t let Bruce down like that.

(Or, Tim's Robin-career is full of angst and I enjoy it)

Now this one. This one is packed with feels, angsty and so fluffy your heart will melt, and I adore it. I love it to bits. 100/10 would recommend. Bruce and Tim just.... Yes. Father son dynamic I’d die for all the way. This story made and makes me so insanely happy when I read it.

(Tim & Jason & Damian, and Jason & the Batfam (mostly, but Bruce and Dick are there too): It's Not Poetic by the_authors_exploits

There is laughter in the air, and tears in their eyes; because it's all a ploy, a facade, and people fall for it all the time. Until it becomes too much to hide and the laughter fades and they can't ignore it anymore. PLEASE READ THE TAGS

Alrighty, and we’re back to the darker-themed fics 😂 Anyways, in this fic Joker tortures(d) Tim, and well things happen that lead to Jason and Tim becoming mentally and emotionally unstable. Dick and Bruce are both assholes, though, in their own ways, towards Jason. Damian is the Best™ brother, and I adore him so much in this story. A quote?

““I think…” Tim muttered, swallowing thickly; he would not laugh. “I want to be a star.”

Damian nodded again; “Then you should be.”

“And Jason?”

“Todd can be one too if he wants to.””

UGH JUST SO PURE AND WHOLESOME AND I LOVE IT SO MUCH GO READ THIS FICCCCC (unless the things tagged are too triggering for you- then please, mental health is very very important and don’t put yourself at risk 💙)

(Tim & Jason & Dick): Lonely After All by leftofthehorizon

Tim is sick and when he stops answering his phone Dick sends Jason to go check up on him, but Timmy hasn’t been doing as well on his own as he tries to let everyone believe.

This one was so cute and sweet. I loved Jason and Dick’s protective big brother instincts taking over, and it was so cute and fluffy with the right amount of feels. Love this one so much. Jason and Dick being good brothers makes me so happy, and this fic delivered.

(Tim & Jason (and Tim & Dick)): Rainy Days by mar_etadmare

Tim is trying to cope after Dick's death. Key word: trying. Jason gets to try out his new role as the oldest.

Listen it’s short but it almost had me crying. So much emotion in so few words- it is true art. Absolutely crushing in a good and painful way. I’m pretty sure Dick’s in Spyral, so he’s “dead” instead of, y’know, dead, but I mean I only thought of that after I’d read the fic so... 😅

(Tim & Jason): The Only Ones Left by WatchTheAntagonist

Jason never thought that he would be reaching out to Red Robin, but the last wishes of a dead brother are proving to be harder to ignore than he thought they would be.

More Jason and Tim centric stuff (because their bond I adore), and again Dick is “dead” and Damian actually is dead. Brotherly bonding in Titans Tower ensues, but keep in mind the spacing in this story is real awkward so there’s that drawback, but everything else is pretty good!

(more Jason in general, but a huge percentage of it (like all of it) is Jason & Tim- the perspectives change some chapters): Stages of Deterioration by aradian_nights

After Bruce finds Jason Todd, catatonic and traumatized, miraculously alive on the streets of Gotham, Tim, Dick, and Barbara attempt to fix their broken brother. AU for Invasion.

It’s mostly in the Young Justice ‘verse, but you don’t need to watch the show to get it. I absolutely adored this fic. Tim broke my heart so many times, and Jason did too, and the descriptions and writings were DAMN amazing and beautiful. It was just so spectacular and I so so so recommend this. It’s a beautiful masterpiece. Please read it (again, unless the tags reveal something that is a possible trigger! Mental health, loves 💙💙)

This is getting way too long, so I’ll cut this off now, but I hope it was helpful @oh-mother-of-darkness! 😅 ^^

do you have any good tim fic recs ?

I don’t really read any fanfiction other than my own, so I’m gonna pass this off to @audreycritter

I’m sure Audrey can help you