#snippet game

[v7lgar]

midweek snippet

thank u for tagging me @honeybcj and @mothbart

“Fuck,” James murmured before sliding his tongue between Regulus’ wet folds, “So fucking pretty.”

Regulus continued moaning softly, he missed the way James was talking about his cunt. He knew exactly how to make him wet even more. He knew every weak spot and how to take care of it. 

“‘s for you.” Regulus bit his bottom lip and spread his legs wider, “He missed you as well.”

He could see how these words affected James. He started sucking his wetness out of his pussy like a starved dog. And he probably was. 

James used his tongue like a flat paint brush and painted Regulus’ hole with his saliva, sucking it and adding new flavors. Regulus’ pussy was already red, he had sensitive skin and James always knew how to use it in his advance. 

“James—“ Regulus’ whisper tainted with his moan and he arched his back, tipping his head into the pillow, “James.”

“So delicious,” James said to himself, “You are the best thing I’ve ever tasted.”

Regulus was going insane, all of his senses were paralyzed with desire and hunger. He pressed James’ face onto his pussy and almost screamed from pleasure. 

“Even better than your girlfriend?”

James replied, “Better than everything.”

The confession tipped him from the edge and Regulus couldn’t bear it.

np tag: @ecstarry @star4daisy @rottin6 @a-lilypad @sanguineerose @spacexcowgirl @malchai @bellaxisworld @salty-wench

[ultravioletbrit]

friday snips

(and probably a bit on saturday also… sorry i'm late 🤫)

Thank you @shoopsthereitis & @arviyya for the tags 💜💜

this is from a fame au that's not even really a wip yet. it's basically a bunch of snippets that will hopefully end up turning into a fic.

“This is all your fault.” Regulus hisses. “How is this my fault?” “You laughed.” “I laughed?” James asks with a laugh. “Yes! Your stupid, loud, distracting laugh made everyone look at us… No, not at us, they looked at you. Then they looked at me and thought we were an us. And they took pictures of us, but we aren’t an us. And now we’re on Twitter as an us and everyone thinks we’re an us, but we are not an us and this is all. your. fault.” Regulus rants getting more and more frustrated.    “You think my laugh is distracting?” James asks. “I… what?” Regulus huffs. “You said I have a stupid, loud, distracting laugh. Do I distract you, Reggie?” James smiles.   “You… that is not a good thing.”   “Are you sure?” James smirks. “Yes.” Regulus hisses and James’ smirks grows. “Stop it.” Regulus snaps. “Stop what… Distracting you?” Regulus seethes. “Right, sorry. You were talking about how we’re not an us. Which is rather confusing because if we’re a we how are we not an us?”

np tags: @messymoony @snarky-magpie @psychoticallykind @weasleytriplets @wordsofwilderness

[gelly-fsh]

Snippet Game time!

Thanks to the beautiful @snarky-magpie for the mention <3

If you get tagged, reblog with roughly 100 words of a WIP. No explanation, just the snippet.

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“So no, Barty, I don’t like James Potter, and I never fucking will”

“Oh.” All of a sudden, the burning rage that was slowly consuming Regulus disappeared as quickly as the fire of a match against the vicious wind, unable to withstand the upcoming storm that was sure to tear him apart. In place of his anger that has always felt familiar in his core, a deep cold started to make a home in Regulus’ insides, quickly enveloping all of his senses because he recognized that Oh.

That was James’ voice, and it came from right behind him.

that was what he really felt right? That was what he had been dying to tell James since the beginning no? He was speaking the truth, he was sure of it.

Then why is James’ face making him doubt every single little thing he ever believed in?

The regret was instant when he saw James’ eyes slowly fill up with tears, his hands violently squeezing something, something mostly unassuming, something-

it was a small bouquet of cornflowers.

Non pressure tags ♡: @lulublack90 @fictionalsimp09 @starchaserwrites @my-castles-crumbling

[madameraccoon]

omg, lets pretend i dont like you!?

I was hoping for someone to choose that!

"Let's pretend I don't like you" is the sister-fic to Give me that fire (ACOTAR genderbent AU). But instead of having the sweet fluff of Lucille and Eli, we have Cassie and Ernest "Nes" Archeron (I loved a Genderbent fic where Male!Nesta was called like this and I spent an entire train ride looking for the link. I didn't find it).

And of course Cassie sees right through Nes, but the boy just doesn't know how to admit it.

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"So what does a bread stick like you do at the Gym exactly, apart from almost getting a concussion."

Ernest didn't look at her, staring at the room, instead. "And what does a former Gymnastics champion do at a shitty gym like this? Don't you have a private one?"

Cassie burst out laughing, fully enjoying what was meant to be a jab. That displeased Nes. He didn't like it when his hits didn't hurt their intended target. He didn't like it when people in his same situation of misery were able to skill find some joy.

"I don't have a private gym, or a castle. And I can't practice martial arts in my gymnastics gym."

She answered candidly, shrugging. Gosh he shoulders were big, bigger than Finn's and the bastard worked out four times a week. No, Cassie's body was a weapon honed to perfection with the illusion of grace, a goddess Bellona ready for battle. So distant and different from the idealistic classical ideals he'd seen in art, light years apart from the skinny shells that populated the lawfirm he interned at. Skinny shells like him.

"Listen, - he said, after wetting his parched lips. He was already needing a drink. - I don't like you, so let's pretend this meet-ugly didn't happen."

"Okay. Let's pretend you don't like me, sure."

[groundzero-v]

Snippet game

Snippet from Marauder's Guide (Prongsfoot):

(Excerpt from SUNDAY PROPHET, BY RITA SKEETER)

Longing gazes, complicated feelings, one would almost think they’re watching Shakespeare’s play rather than seeing two supposed best friends interact. It surely seems there is something more than friendship, doesn’t it? Now, of course I don’t want to assume, I would never, though we all know what ‘closer than brothers’ means, don’t we-

Thank you @lovelymasks for tagging me! Your snippet was so good.

Tagging @jmagnabo92 @padfootastic @gracelesslady23 (no pressure!)

[vinylfoxbooks]

New Years Snippet!

Thanks for the tag @ultravioletbrit!

Here's a little thing from the Divergent AU I've just started working on!

Regulus isn’t particularly brave, he knows that. He’s not courageous, he’s selfish. His brother, who did choose Dauntless two years prior and was therefore scorned from the family and viewed with nothing but hatred and acid-spat words when his family <em>did</em> care to speak of him, but never by name, <em>is</em> brave. He would always jump in the way of Regulus getting hurt, sacrificing himself for the sake of his younger brother.  It wasn’t a shock to him to see his brother drip his blood over the coals two years ago, he had seen the way that Sirius had stared off at the train of Dauntless students and would smile fondly at the stunts that they would pull. He knew that his brother would sneak out of his room at night, not caring that the window he was leaving was on the fourth floor -- there was even one time that he <em>watched</em> Sirius shimmy down one of the pipes that was still on the outside of their building at the time.  It also wasn't a shock the way that his parents cursed and sneered at him as his brother, dressed in a deep blue, strode over to the Dauntless initiates.

np tags: @wordsofwilderness, @psychoticallykind, @jeguluses and anyone else who wants to join!

[atsadi-shenanigans]

Snippet Someday

Thank you for the tag @nerdallwritey!!!

It’s not even from a side fic. This one’s from the main fic, lads!

Pretty late and tired, so I’m tagging anybody who wants to!

[coyotelip]

snippet game again ☆ thanks to @jeguluses for tagging me ♡

(I don't really have that much wip's and literally dig into my 2021 drafts for something (but it ended with new jeggy wip, so it's success!)).

James could hardly remember the last time he was under someone else's body, and it felt like an embarrassing defeat. But if the winning side was a guy, head shorter than him, sitting at his bare stomach? If he was so close that James could only move his head and run the tip of his nose over the soft, warm skin beneath his collarbones? Maybe it was worth it to be a loser.  Regulus leaned over James, reaching for his hands - his wrists were already tightly bound with a strong rope, but the boy reached for the headboard of the hotel bed to secure them above his head, just as he had secured his ankles earlier, leaving James unable to control his body.  “Did you take a course in knotting?” teasingly, James said, because the rope around his hands did indeed bind him quite tightly, enough so that he had to make an effort to release it.  If he wanted to. 

[v7lgar]

snippet time!

thanks for tagging me @del-stars @ecstarry @star4daisy @a-lilypad

He soon realised his mother didn’t love him. He was just necessary, an heir to continue their sacred bloodline. That was the only reason he was still alive and well, living with their cruel mother under her protection at any cost.

He wasn’t a favourite. He was just a must-have.

How much he tried didn’t matter. For Walburga, everything he did, he did it wrong. A mistake. Someone to punish and should get in the line as fast as possible.

He hated himself, hated who he was. If he couldn’t make his mother happy even for a single moment, was he even worth tolerating? No, he wasn’t. Walburga made sure to remind him of this ugly truth. And if it wasn't for the fact that he was her firstborn, he would have been left in a ditch to die. He was sure of it.

Eventually, he accepted this unbearable truth and embodied it. Growing up, he made fewer mistakes, took fewer wrong turns. He spoke less and became someone who wasn’t him. And with that, Walburga became more accepting, more tolerating his presence. To Sirius, it was worth it.

Or so he thought.

The words continued to echo in his brain for the rest of his life.

“One day, you’re going to rule the world.”

np tagging: @del-stars @ecstarry @star4daisy @doomedtokill @donotwishonme @arkieve @velanavis @sixlane @itsjaywalkers @horrorosier @dracure @drowninginthoughts27 @er9tic

[ultravioletbrit]

Snippet game

I’m playing again!! 🫣

Thank you for tagging me @courfee! 🤗♥️

If you get tagged, reblog with roughly 100 words of a WIP. No explanation, just the snippet.

“Nope.” Regulus says, popping the ‘p’ on the word. “She still thinks it’s a ‘hobby’ and ‘unbecoming for a member of the infamous Black Family’ no matter how successful we are.” Regulus rolls his eyes.

“Isn’t she the one that forced you to learn like 25 different instruments when you were younger? Shouldn’t she be glad you’re actually putting all that musical talent to use?” James asks.

“Maybe if I was a world class pianist or a first chair violinist… Drummer for a metal band doesn’t really fit the bill.” Regulus huffs. “She says it makes me too much like Sirius.” Regulus smiles to himself because what she thinks is an insult is actually the highest compliment.

James sees the smile and gives him a soft smile in return like he knows exactly what Regulus is thinking. Regulus clears his throat and looks away.

Low pressure tags: @emlovessid @coyotelip @vinylfoxbooks

and anyone else who wants to play!!

[iamthecomet]

🌹🌹🌹💜💜💜

Hiiiiiiii ♥♥♥♥ I've got something special for youuuuuu. Have some Dew being super normal about Aether.

It’s over embarrassingly fast. The image of Aether. His warm round face. Those broad shoulders and thick thighs. His cock. Dew is gone before the fantasies even start. Before he can imagine sucking on it, jaw aching, he’s already cum. Painting his and the inside of his pants. Teeth grinding together around his pillow to keep his groan in. Breath huffing out in aborted spurts as he empties himself. 

Ashamed, and unsatisfied. 

[mywifeisaworm]

✂️Show Your Snippets✂️

Thanks for the tag @snarky-magpie

An advantage to writing ahead on a WIP is that you get to ensure the flow of the story on a larger scale. I recently shuffled a lot of plotlines around and had to add a chapter to the unpublished season three of eruwod and here's a snippet from it:

Orion chuckled. Not an amused and light sound, but a deep-chested warning. “We are more generous with our assets than any other house. The Blacks’ donations make out forty percent of the total budgets. And you have the nerve to ask for more?” Walburga said nothing. Hand busy fiddling with her glass of wine, she eyed Dolohov with a lethal look. “You speak of your own contributions, and yet, the Blacks are the only ones at this table who do not bear his Mark,” Dolohov hissed. “Noble women don’t bear brands,” Narcissa cut in. Dolohov picked up Narcissa’s argument and directed his reply to Walburga. “Your husband doesn’t bear the Mark either. Is he too, a noble woman?” Mocking laughs sounded from the Karkaroff twins. Orion remained calm in his seat. “You try to emasculate me by comparing me to my wife? Do you think that is an effective route to question my authority?”

Pressure tagging @arviyya @violetwhisperswolfstar @arcticmist0324 @interstellar-jay @sunflowerselkie94

[goneinsecondsxo]

snippet hours

thank youuu @sunfl0w3rmoon for the tag <3

lil chapter two peek of Versions of Uncertainty

“You��re not going to fuck her up, Reg.” “You don’t know that!” Regulus snaps, his voice sharper than he intends. He stands abruptly, plate in hand and restless energy taking over. He starts pacing around the kitchen, tidying up, even though there’s nothing left to clean.  James follows. “Reg, hey,” he says softly, voice gentle, like Regulus might lose it if he’s not careful. It only makes Regulus angrier, though. Why does everyone keep treating him like he’s fragile? “You have to know how my parents were to me and Sirius. I have no good examples of parenting to go off of here. And I’m just so fucking—” Regulus slams his hands onto the kitchen island, but the words falter. He doesn’t even know what he’s trying to say. Eyes closing tightly, he takes a slow, steadying breath. “Everything is different. And I—I don’t do well with change.” James leans against the island too. “I know. But you did get eight years watching Pandora and Xeno parent Luna, and they were great role models. And really, Reg you’re doing—” Regulus’ eyes snap open, locking onto James. “I swear to God, if you say I’m doing great, I’ll stab you with a kitchen knife.”

np tags: @rabidlittlestrawberry @houndsinhades @just--vi @under-pink-skys @arviyya

[roguishcat]

Snippet Sunday Tuesday

Thank you very much for tagging me @kalmiaphlox, @lanafofana and @fangbangerghoul! Sorry for posting this late, my laptop was acting up, but luckily it was nothing major! Here is a snippet from a one-shot I'm working on.

Astarion stretched out languidly on Tav's bedroll, watching her as she looked through their magic trinkets to decide which ones they could do without. Ever since Gale came to her, confessing everything, telling her of his folly, Tav has taken extra care to set aside an item or two that the wizard could consume.

Now, if this was done out of sense of self-preservation, that would be completely understandable. It would be quite unfortunate for that orb in his chest to get so volatile it would just explode at random. Such a waste that would be. The world would lose its most beautiful creature! And just as he was starting to enjoy his freedom! And he supposed the wizard had his uses too.

Astarion blinked slowly and sighed. As nice as it was to have no one try to murder them for a change, he was getting bored. And his favourite source of entertainment seemed to have no time on her hands for him.

Now that just wouldn’t do.

He moved closer to Tav and lifted his hand to rest on her head, running his fingers through her hair and then lower down to caress the exposed skin of her neck. Astarion knew that he was distracting her, that was the whole point of the gentle, feather-light touches that made goosebumps rise on her exposed arms. And when that garnered no reaction, Astarion lifted himself up to press his chest against her back, snaking his arms around her middle.

“Darling,” he said smoothly, kissing her shoulder, making a move to lift her shirt enough with insistent hands to expose skin and trace slow patterns just above her hipbones, “don’t you think it’s time for a break?”

“As nice as that sounds, I still have to go through all the scrolls and potions.”

“Nice? I can’t promise anything that uninspired,” he scoffed. Nothing about him was even remotely nice. Such a bland, plain word that carried little to no meaning.

“Something wicked, however,” he drawled, his lips almost touching Tav’s ear “that I could definitely provide.”

It would be awesome to see what everyone is working on, but seeing as this is two days late probably everyone has already posted something. If you are interested in posting a snippet, consider yourself tagged! 💕

[groundzero-v]

Snippet game (+ New chapter of Marauder's Guide)

Thank you for tagging me @goldenlionprince @darling-deerest-dead @mycupofrum (like 100 years ago)

(Prongsfoot)

“Fine,” Sirius dismissed easily, and James huffed out a disbelieving breath.

“Yeah no, I’m starting to think we might have to strike that word out from our shared vocabulary, mate. I’m pretty sure you don’t know what it means.”

“Like you do?” Sirius sneered.

James flicked him between the eyebrows, the expression melting away into stunned surprise. “Shut up. Let me look.” 

Sirius stood still for a moment under his ministrations, then suddenly tensed when James reached for the sleeve of his left hand. Before James knew it, he was pulling away, his expression unreadable.

“Time’s running out, we should go.”

He moved, but James’ hand shot out, grabbing his elbow. “Hey, not so fast, I’m not done.”

“I said I’m fine.”

He tried to jerk out of the hold, but James didn’t let him, fingers tightening ever so slightly. The only thing it did was bring them closer together, the space between them shortening.

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Tagging @rosemelodyshah @jmagnabo92 @lovelymasks @padfootastic @annabtg

(And you all because it has been so long 😅 @mycupofrum @darling-deerest-dead @goldenlionprince )

No pressure!

[vinylfoxbooks]

Snippet Game!

Thank you @ultravioletbrit for tagging me

Put roughly 100 words of a WIP without context

Implied/referenced NSFW!

“Would you pull out the plates and cutlery while I get your brother and Remus?” Regulus nods, “Yes, you can be the one that walks in on them making out.” “That was the whole intention.” James smiles, “I still remember the horrifying night of my senior year.”  “Shut!”  But James doesn’t shut up, they never do. Instead, they grin and lean until their face is a breadth away from Regulus’, “I still remember the call. You sounded like you were on the verge of vomiting, pleading for me to come get you because Sirius was going to have sex with someone next door.”

Low pressure tags! @aithusarosekiller, @jeguluses, @static-radio-ao3, and anyone else that wants to join in!