#the more angst and fluff the better :^)

[gentlebeard]

Our love was made for movie screens

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[iputbigsnake]

Thought I needed to add the update xx

[ghost-biird]

Calling all my beloved Royai warriors, I need your fic recs NOW

[agent-stoned]

Can i ask if you could write an agent stone x reader romantic story ? (sorry if my English is bad i'm french soooo😂) if you dont then its fine its not a problem, but if you do then could you write a long (or short i dont care) story of villain!agent stone x f!reader pls ? (And if you dont its totally fine of course)

(if you do of course then can the villain!agent stone be this one pls https://www.tumblr.com/zylhanie /776978253027131392/gay-people-come-get-yall-food-i -love-the-idea?source=share

its from zylhanie ,but to use it you have just to credit her( i've asked her))

and could it include fluff with hugs pls, but if you have idea with 18+ then you can go for it to.

But if you dont want to do any of that then its alright, i respect that☺️

In any case have a good morning/day/night❤️

Hello! Thanks for the request. 💖 It looks like that link currently leads to an empty page on my end so I’ll be using my own interpretation of Villain Stone. Also, for future reference, I prefer not to write based off of other people’s work and I won’t unless I get a fic request from the OP directly. This just ensures that everyone’s boundaries are respected and gives me some peace of mind. Don’t fret about the request since this is my first time making this announcement.

A Little Push

Villain!Stone x Reader (past Stobotnik x Reader)

Things have been tough for the both of you since the Doctor sacrificed himself on international broadcast. You’re worried that you might be on track to lose your other lover too.

It’s been a long six months. Days drag on like years and months drag on like centuries. Everything is a reminder of what you’ve both lost. The crab was barely salvageable after the flooding and even if it wasn’t, the memories would have been too painful to endure. Yet even the new hideout the two of you have constructed feels haunted by the ghost of Robotnik. When you close your eyes, it’s almost like he’s there looming over you and making snide comments about your work that hide his approval. You’d turn to Stone for comfort but he’s disappeared, morphed into this new creature that you can’t quite make sense of yet.

You briefly turn away from the badnik you’re tinkering with to look over at Stone’s workbench. He’s muttering lowly to himself as he polishes the blue metal frame of his prize hedgehog shaped project. No longer does he wear his immaculately tailored black suit. Instead, he’s donned what’s almost a carbon copy of Robotnik’s old uniform. A rich royal purple instead of the bright red with shiny gold accents amongst jet black embellishments, he cuts a stylish figure in it. His beard is as neatly groomed as always but he’s allowed his hair to grow out a bit.

His appearance isn’t the only evolution he’s made. Where he was once kind and helpful towards you, he’s grown cold and closed off. He only talks to you to give you task after task as he works to achieve his master plan. You don’t mind the work. It’s a welcome distraction. You do mind the blankness in his eyes, no longer warm and affectionate. The thought of revenge is the only thing powering him these days. There’s little room left for you.

This behavior from Robotnik never phased you because you knew it was just the way he was. You expected it from him and over the years you had learned to read between the lines. You knew what was a genuine rebuke and what was merely part of the shield he kept up around any part of himself that he considered weak or emotional. It’s different with Stone. You feel like you don’t know anything anymore.

You sigh loudly and stretch, looking at Stone out of the corner of your eye. You’re half hoping he’ll turn and scold you for stopping. At least you’ll have his attention on you against instead of settling for the crumbs he gives you between his diligent plotting. He doesn’t. So you stand up and walk over to the fridge to grab yourself an energy drink. He refuses to keep coffee around anymore. You miss his lattes even if you never quite developed a taste for goats milk. That part of him died along with the Doctor.

“You want one?” You ask, taking out two brightly colored cans and nudging the door closed. He doesn’t respond. You walk over anyway and place his on his work desk, pushing it into his line of sight. Seeing him up close makes your heart ache. He looks absolutely exhausted and the dark circles under his eyes look like bruises. You wish he’d let himself sleep.

He reaches for it and pops it open without saying a word, gulping it down and placing the empty can on the table with a wince at the caustic taste of it. You pick it up and toss it into the trash. Your hand hovers above his shoulder. You yearn to be able to tug him away from his grief for a moment, to hold him in your arms tightly until his mind calms. But you hesitate because you know you couldn’t take the hurt if he pulled away. You can’t handle losing him too.

Your courage falters and you remove your hand and turn away. But before you can walk away, a hand reaches out to grab yours.

You turn and your gaze meets a pair of deeply sad eyes. His eyes have always been so big that you feel like you could drown in them. A sharp pang of sorrow flares in your chest. You wish you knew how to help him. The metal avatar of Sonic lays spread out on the table, chest panel open revealing a mass of wires. No heart, lucky him. You bite your lip as an idea comes to you.

“What are you? An imbecile?” You snap at Stone as you point down at the robots chest cavity. Stone’s eyes fly open even wider in shock at your harsh words. His mouth gapes open. You’re rather surprised yourself at the words that just left your mouth. But there’s some instinct inside you that pushes you to keep going.

“That thing is a total mess with all those wires. I expected you to be a little more efficient than that Agent, but I suppose I can’t expect too much of you.” You sneer. A dark flush covers his cheeks at the reprimand and the hand grasping yours tightens.

“O…of course. I’m sorry. I’ll fix it right away.” He stammers, nodding sharply and releasing your hand to fiddle with his project. You reach out to grab his jaw, once again forcing him to meet your eyes. Your thumb grazes over his pulse and you can feel it racing.

Interesting

“And where’s my coffee. I’ve been forced to live off of this disgusting swill. I need a latte if I’m going to get anything done around here. Since clearly you have bitten off more than you can chew.” You pick up your unopened energy drink and wiggle it in front of his face. He swallows thickly, a new familiar look in his eyes. His shoulders relax slightly, a new relief flooding his frame.

“Of course. One latte with…”

“Steamed Austrian goats milk”

Your voices join in unison.

Unshed tears begin to build up in the corners of his eyes as he finally stops repressing all the pain he’s felt. He needs this. He’s needed this. You’ve been gentle with him but you should have known that approach wouldn’t work.

You don’t expect him to tug you into a tight hug as he buries his face in your neck. His shoulders shake as he sobs quietly against your collar. You don’t say anything. You just hold him to you as you rub gentle circles on his back. The fabric of his coat is soft and velvety. You focus on that as you allow him to grieve as long as he needs. His tears cause your shirt to stick wetly to your skin.

You’re not sure how much time passes before he pulls away sniffling. His eyes are red but the way they look at you is soft. You can’t remember the last time he’s looked at you like this. You didn’t realize just how much you’ve missed it. You needed this too. You glance down at the wet spot on your shirt and give him a small smirk.

“What disgusting affection. Were the waterworks really necessary?” You chide him but there is no heat to your words. He laughs and gives you a grin that’s brighter than the sun. He leans forward to kiss you and you lean into it, soaking him up like a flower finally getting a glimpse of sunlight after a long dark winter.

When he pulls away, his smile is sharp and the look in his eyes is maniacal. It’s thrilling and your heart beats faster at the unhinged look in his eye. His will for revenge is stronger than ever but this time he’s no longer paralyzed with sadness. It’s time for real action now. You’re going to be right beside him.

“Latte…and then we crush that hedgehog!”

Now it’s time for the true villainy to begin.

[minordetailed]

Hoping for a Fanfic pt.2

Uhhhh...

so I remembered that there's a whole darn DCA fandom... and I need sun and Moon fics. I've read the ones (mostly) by Bamsara (not sure if that's how the name is spelled but it's close. ish.) so.... recommendations?? :D

[yeagerbitchh]

read a jercy hanahaki fic and was fine, then I read a jercy fic jason went to meet percy’s family and everyone immediately accepted him and he finally understood what it was to be loved by a family and now I’m fucking bawling my eyes out

[colouredbyd]

um... hi.

so i think i just finished writing the most soul-crushing, heart-shattering, black-siblings-centric angst fic known to mankind. like. genuinely. i sat down thinking “hmm what if i just explore a little grief” and then emerged 15k words later with a literary eulogy for three fictional siblings who never stood a chance

and yes, i did finish this on the same day as my surgery, which was, might i add, excruciating. but as the ancient saying goes: if dalia is in pain, you will be too. it's about balance. you want catharsis? healing? closure? too bad.

you get emotional devastation, unspoken goodbyes, and an overwhelming desire to hug sirius black until time folds in on itself. i don’t make the rules. i just enforce them. with tears. and suffering. you're welcome <3

[some-pers0n]

Every once in a while I think about the ship I've been obsessed over for close to two years now and feel like I'm ascending to another plane of reality. Like sometimes you just encounter a ship that hits every single mark and is perfect in every regard and you're left stunned how something like that can even exist

[shaydh]

If it's alright to ask -- what were Silas' and Heinrix' first impressions of each other?

You may always ask me OC questions! And also other questions. I like questions they’re enrichment for me

At first it was like:

>Silas: ooh Inquisition very cool I’m gonna fuck with him :D

>Heinrix: the fucks wrong with this guy :/

And then after a while they still have the same opinions of each other, just with (affection) thrown in.

[fragrantpines]

Yangzhou's kisses are like winter's first snow, soft to the touch and come unexpectedly every single time. Every time he touches you, he treats you like a delicate flower, holding your cheek with the softest of touches as his thumb traces your cheekbone gently, noting how perfect you are in his head while a small smile begins to appear on his face. 

Before you can question him, he leans down and brushes his lips against yours, whispering in a low tone. "Can I kiss you?"

You chuckle, for when have you ever refused? He laughs along, a sound so delightful to the ear that it makes your heart skip a bit. It lowers your guard and leaves you defenseless when he decides to lean even closer to you, looking into your eyes unabashedly as if he wished to carve this image into his mind forever. 

"As my master wishes," he replies calmly, however his reddening cheeks exposed how fast his heart was beating out of his chest . You didn't have a chance to tease him about it before he firmly sealed your lips with his own, kissing with fervent passion and a hint of possessiveness that contradicted his usual gentlemanly look. While you were distracted, his free arm carefully wraps around your waist and pulls you closer to him while his hand that had been caressing your cheek slowly moves to the back of your head, combing through your hair before pressing you closer to further deepen the kiss. 

For a while, the world falls silent as he takes his time to embrace you, knowing full well that your time with him is as limited as the few grains of sand inside an hourglass. There was nothing in the world that he wouldn't give to have you all to himself even for just a day but alas, you are Kongsang's young master and treasure before you are his lover. Your duties are piled up higher than the tallest of mountains while food souls that are more capable than him can be found abundantly in this heaven for food souls, making him feel a sense of helplessness as he sees you surrounded by other food souls every day, watching them in envy as the best he can hope for from you is a glance during the day and a moment of your time during the night.

Please rely on me more, look at me more, love me more….

All the words that were spoken during lonely nights turned into wishes that were prayed to be fulfilled by every star in the sky. Even now, as he reluctantly pulls away from you, all he can think of is how stunning you look when your gaze is focused on him and when his prayers will finally be answered. 

"Since you've never refused my kisses before, may I assume that I am allowed to continue?"

[hotelraleigh]

Hey so um 😅👉👈 is this gonna be like an “it gets worse before it gets better” or an “it gets worse and even worse and even worse and there’s no emotional payoff” because like your writing is absolutely incredible and i love every moment of it but you also have me scaredddd ab farmer and harvey after all this stuff

but also again, love your writing, thank you for sharing your work and letting us read ❤️ and pls let them be okay angst hurts me

anon, i promise you from my soul that i am not a no happy ending writer.

"shit talk" is the rockbottom of this narrative. and i think it was necessary both for the farmer's personal growth, harvey's growth, and their relationship in its totality. she had an epiphany moment this chapter, but there will be another one particularly in how she understands harvey and his role in her life. she also needed to fucking face the shit she wasn't facing in order for her and h's relationship to like actually be built on solid ground.

[artheresy]

It’s official the next day for me which means 😎 I’m officially 19 🎉!!!

Considering being self indulgent and drawing Blade celebrating with me bc if I’m something, it’s shamelessy obsessed with Him

[pearls-recs]

MDNI 18+/21+ | for the love of god please have your age in bio or pinned. I won't risk minors on my blog, and you will get blocked.

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[idk-i-want-mcl-content]

lol

[vega-482]

"the narrator and stanley are not lovers, they're awful for eachother" ok i don't care *puts them therapy* i am gay and i wanna see characters that have a really unhealthy relationship become better people and fix their mistakes and be good to eachother and be gay

[hellcheerficdatabase]

Cruel To Be Kind

Author: Babeinthewoods

Rating/Warning: Mature

Chapter Count: 3/?

Description:

"I'd rather not have a stranger know where I live on my first day in the city."

Eddie leaned his arm against the wall casually, trying ever so slightly at a smoldering expression.

"Stranger? I thought we were neighbors."

She seemed startled by his sudden proximity at first, but slowly leaned her face up to his."Well, as your neighbor? I find you a little strange." She whispered.

Tags: Alternate universe- no vecna, 90s au, enemies to friends to lovers, sort of more like, misunderstandings, college au, quick burn, fluff, angst, smutty smut smut, smut, idiots in love, alternating POV, multiple chapters, status: WIP