#wc: 219

[encantresse]

it suddenly makes sense why he and fogado would get along so well. that sunny disposition, which exudes the warmth of springtime, the lack of a barrier that'd make a person feel as though they were held at arm's length…

she lets out an interested hum. 

there were secrets fogado had shared—things most weren't privy to—and it was clear that, for all his friendliness, there was a certain type of person he gravitated toward. she couldn't help but wonder what he saw in this pandreo, beyond the obvious, in layers still to be peeled back and studied.

but that's neither here nor there.

"is that so? i'll admit, i haven't heard nearly as much about you." it’s a tease, but still wrapped in truth. the man indulges, at least, and that's something. "if i didn't know any better, i'd think fogado wanted to save me the surprise."

her tone is light, spirits high—a good conversation never hurt anyone.

"church service?" dorothea repeats. “huh. i didn’t take him for the religious type.”

"did you know he was a prince at the time? he kept that fact a secret from me until recently." she laughs good-naturedly. "he's one of the more eccentric royals i've met, but i wouldn’t change a thing about him. more princes could afford to be like him."

@party-pri3st

[ ♫ ]  ─  * 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭 & 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐫

cupido bash mini | continued from x:

[oscquinn]

DAY ELEVEN -> size kink, kerry von erich

TAGS & WARNINGS → NSFW 18+. p in v, size kink, fem!reader, virgin kerry. very short

WC → 219

when kerry presses his full length inside for the first time, your thighs begin to quiver. pearly white sinks into your plush bottom lip to conceal a mewl. your face contorts in a way that has kerry confused, watching how you tremble and writhe beneath him. your pretty eyes have fluttered closed, he doesn’t like that. 

“darlin’,” he murmurs, lips resting next to your ear, “y’alright?”

“hm?” you respond, almost a whine. “ker—baby c’mon—need it.”

“sweet thing, y’r shakin’,” he notes. you force your eyes open to meet his gaze, turning your face towards his. “am i hurtin’ you?”

freshly manicured nails dig into his bicep, you sigh and press your hips closer to his own. “’s just big,” you admit, “tha’s all.”

soft lips land on your cheek, and his hips move inside you slowly. “hm, feels good?” he asks, his tone hushed as he builds a rhythm. “real good f’me too sweetheart. real fu-fuck!” he hisses when you wrap your thighs around him, drawing him deeper inside you.  “real fuckin’ good, n-not gonna last.”

he brings his thumb to rub your clit, teeth sinking into your shoulder to conceal his needy grunts. his girth stretches you out in a way your fingers never could, drawing lewd, needy sounds from your lips. 

© gallaghershal, 2024. inbox. masterlist.

div. © cafekitsune (i, ii).

[bunnliix]

When Eight Becomes Nine - Chapter Fourteen Preview

And we're getting an angsty chapter again oops

Pairing: Ateez x 9th member!reader  wc: 219 AU: a/b/o  Genre: Fluff/Angst  warnings: fighting, non-graphic descriptions of injuries, angry alphas, slight panicking by y/n masterlist

She watched as Yunho took control of the fight, pinning the other alpha to the ground. It seemed she had missed a bit while talking to Hongjoong. She held her breath as she watched him, eyes flicking up every few seconds as she hoped the others would get there already.

It wasn’t until Yunho had beaten the other alpha half to unconsciousness, that the other seven arrived. Jongho, Wooyoung, and Seonghwa rushed over to your side as you watched the alphas pull Yunho off of the other alpha, who laid there for a moment before stumbling up and running away, not looking back.

“Yunho, what were you thinking?” Hongjoong asked him, his voice stern.

“He insulted y/n. He was being an asshole.” Yunho said, anger still clear in his voice and scent as the smell of oranges was taken over by the spicy smell of ginger, causing y/n to step back.

“This isn’t the time or place to do this. We’re going to head back to the company now. I’ve been requested to bring you all back with me.” Hongjoong informed him, placing a hand on the taller alpha’s shoulder and pulling him along, the smell of bitter coffee that stung her nose emanating from the shorter man as he passed by the three omegas and beta.

[tossup-tempest]

Tine tips over too fast for Joshua to catch her as he'd promised. His laughter dies quickly, and he shimmies awkwardly to her, hands hovering a bit anxiously over her body.

"Sorry," he says, wondering if he's apologizing on behalf of gravity, or his own inability to prevent this in the first place. "Sorry, sorry." He gets up onto his knees as Tine had suggested, watching her watch the sky.

Maybe it's an odd moment to ponder the beauty of nature, with the ache in his shoulder and hip, not to mention Tine's possible concussion. But the sky is bright and clear, and it sets him at ease.

"So here's the plan," Joshua says, lightly slapping his palms against his knees. "If you put your arm around my shoulders, I can lift you up, and we can skate back to the edge. I'm glad I tried, but I think we've had enough excitement for one day, eh, Duchess?"

He smiles warmly at Tine, bending slightly so she can brace herself on him. He's certain she's light enough that he can haul her up, even balancing on these dragons-forsaken skates.

Although...he knows her trust in him is probably anything but ironclad. She's a grown woman; if she wants to get up on her own, she can do that, too.

crystal clear

Mission Board: Excavation - Ice Skating - joshua & tine II

[kaziwi]

hello! can I request a luffy, shanks, and law (Separate) x fem!reader? what would they say when they find out shes insecure of her stretch marks and how could they comfort her😖

Hi! I'm sorry for the wait and I hope you enjoy!

Comforting Insecure Reader with Stretch Marks

Character(s): Luffy, Shanks, Law

WC: 219

Luffy

Luffy would honestly be confused

You were insecure????? About these marks???

He thought marks of any kind were pretty cool, so he was really confused about why you were insecure about them

When you explain your troubles to him a little more, he finally gets how your feeling

He would tell you how you're still pretty, with or without marks, and that if anyone ever said anything about them he would beat them up for you

Shanks

He would first think that you were joking, but once he realized you were serious, his demeanor quickly changed

He quickly reassured you that you looked beautiful no matter what marks you had

Seeing you weren't too convinced with his behavior, he quickly unbuttoned his shirt and showed you a scar on his lower chest

He explained to you how he first hated this scar, and how he was insecure about it, but he learned that marks don’t determine your beauty

Law

Law would understand your struggles, though he didn’t have stretch marks he was very insecure about his eye bags

He would tell you that everyone has little things they don’t like about themselves, but it doesn’t make them any less beautiful

And if you’re still feeling a little upset he would ask Bepo if he could cuddle with you

[fishfooddude]

Day 1: Love Letter

Carmen "Carmy" Berzatto WC: 132

Day 2: Birds

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw WC: 192

Day 3: Snowfall

Rhett Abbott WC: 148

Day 4: Dinner Date

Carmen "Carmy" Berzatto WC: 219

Day 5: Mirror

Gator Tillman WC: 143

Day 6: Sky

Robert "Bob" Floyd WC: 96

Day 7: Chocolates

Marcus Brooks WC: 156

Day 8: Admirer

Natasha "Phoenix" Trace WC: 268

Day 9: Rainbow

Jake "Hangman" Seresin WC: 150

Day 10: Cards (Part 2)

Richie Jerimovich WC: 131

Day 11: Dreams

Carmen "Carmy" Berzatto WC: 74

Day 12: Ring

Carmen "Carmy" Berzatto WC: 181

Day 13: Mountains

Carmen "Carmy" Berzatto WC: 191

Day 14: Kisses (Part 2)

Carmen "Carmy" Berzatto WC: 351

[cupcakefactory]

Hi! I wrote this quickly at.. 8pm the night before posting because the post that was meant to go up today made me a tad uncomfortable, so, alongside this, I wanted to reinstate a very important boundary of mine. I will not under any circumstance write anything that goes against my moral compass, this includes putting the characters in situations they would really struggle with, or ship content between family members (I can't believe I need to mention that, no I will not write choicest).

I retain all rights to refuse and not write requests because I do this for free and for fun. Even the writers you pay can refuse requests.

I like to try and keep my page light so where yes, this is a joke post about jumin wearing cat undies I won't write content that is obviously a kink, or is you trying to hide a kink behind something else. Please respect my boundaries.

I apologise for the rant, but I've had a few requests I've had to delete now. I hope you enjoy the jokey post my partner actually helped write!

WC; 219

“Jumin…” 

She squinted a little as she watched her husband change, he'd been away in a business trip until recently - working hard like always to make the best out of life and to make sure you, his sweet love, had everything you could want for and more. You had missed him, of course you had, but you understood his work was his life and that it would only be a week until he was back in your arms and in the bed you shared together. 

Everything had seemed normal when he got home, His gentle kiss on your temple, the autumn scent that followed him lingering in the air once more. His smile was still as infection as you remembered so nothing would have prepared you for the change in his routine.. the big change 

“Hunny, why do you have cats on your boxers?”

The question caught him off guard as he looked down, an annoying grunt as he quickly pulled his bed trousers on instead. He had been in such a rush to get home to you that morning he hasn't checked what he was throwing on, his shirt buttons were wonkey, he'd run through security with his flys down and now… now he was wearing cat boxers.

“Don't ask..go to sleep” 

“Its cute!”

“Bed Missy/Mister!”

Requests are always open <3

[lulualuana]

On the 8th day of Christmas...

there's not many ways i can write giving a gift, i now realize..

wc: 219

cw: fluff, Christmas, not really proofread (i'm getting tired yall), still short

enjoy?

On the 8th day of christmas..

You were expecting Leon now. Expecting a knock on your door, a message on your phone or a call to come over, something that would indicate his presence and a gift along with him, and he didn’t disappoint. 

He called you over to his apartment, simply asking if you wanted to kick back and watch some movies. Far be it from you to turn down chilling with him, who would? 

You were pleasantly surprised when you entered his apartment and the smell of incense hit your nose like a freight train at full speed, relaxing you instantly. He greeted you with a smile and a kiss, pulling you to the couch and sitting you down before handing you a box with a Satya Nag Champa logo on it. “Incense?” 

“You’re running low, right?” He asked, sitting down beside you after handing you the box, slinging his arm across the back of the couch behind you. “Figured I’d get you some more before you started whining about needing more.” 

He chuckled at the look you gave him in response to that, kissing your cheek in an apology. “I took one, though, so there’s only 8 in the box. Wanted my apartment to smell nice, and it reminds me of you. Win-win in my opinion” 

~~~

i need Christmas to get here now.

[blinded-and-bloody]

Day 15 of @augusnippets

Prompt: Throwing Up

WC: 219

Between the after taste of yesterday’s dinner and the burn of stomach acid in his throat, Glenn was pretty sure he was going to throw up again.

Someone was running their fingers gently through his hair, brushing it back.

“You’re okay.”

Glenn groaned. The nausea was still there. He didn’t have anything left to give. He hiccuped.

“I thought being dead was supposed to protect me from bullshit like food poisoning.”

He heard the material of Henry’s shirt shift as he shrugged.

“I told you it was a bad idea.”

“I know, I—“

Glenn retched again, as he pulled the trash can closer. The wracks went up his entire body, mixed in with the shivers he already had.

Nothing but bile and spit came up. His stomach was empty, despite how hard it was trying to come up with more.

He put the trash can back on the ground and let his head hit the pillow. With the shivers and the wracking, Glenn almost dealt like he was on death’s door a second time.

“I hate this,” Glenn mumbled. “This is what I get for my first death being so easy. Ten seconds, then boom, over.”

“Longest ten seconds of my life,” Henry told him. “You’re just sick, it’ll pass.”

Glenn shuddered, and reached for the trash can again.

[contempenitent]

It's not a heavy thing, the tabard he wears. It bears the mark of a goddess he has sworn himself to but doesn't believe in. It's the students, the grounds that he protects, not the teachings of Seiros.

And perhaps that is its own blasphemy, a sin on his back all its own, but it's one he's no stranger to. It's no trouble to pull the tabard over his head, fold it neatly, place it in the stranger's waiting hands.

"Thank you," he murmurs to the monk. "The services you provide here, they are...of much importance."

Mauvier wishes, for once, his words were not so stiff. He goes, with only the creaking sound of shifting plate, to his knees. He bows his head, folds his hands. All familiar gestures, all once empty.

Amongst others in the monastery's cathedral, Mauvier does his best to acknowledge Seiros. To invoke Lady Veyle there, even silently, might spell trouble both for himself and for her. But here, below the earth, there is no interference. He breathes deeply, he prays freely.

He doesn't know how long he kneels there, how long the stalwart monk keeps watch over him. But when his troubles are lightened, he opens his eyes, finding they've adjusted to the dimness of Abyss.

"It seems peaceful," Mauvier murmurs, "down here."

the better angels

mauvier & libra

[reblog-house]

Somehow Brighter than Usual

Characters: Scott Smajor, PearlescentMoon

Wc: 300

Written for @flashfictionfridayofficial prompt 219, “Under the Night Sky”.

AO3: Here!

Scott’s sword dripped with blood and he wiped the sweat from his forehead. Binkie was laid across his shoulders, looking at him expectantly.

The stars twinkled above them, somehow brighter than usual.

The red halo of diamonds across his brow seemed just as bright, nearly blinding him. 

His shoulders dropped and his chest expanded as he closed his eyes, overtaken by a new sense of calmness.

Binkie curled up tighter against his neck and Scott raised his hand to pet her.

“We finally did it,” he murmured. “Just me and Binkie.”

Pearl may be gone, but this was the next best thing. Him and her pet.

With a new sense of resolve, he raised his sword.

“We finally did it!”

—

Pearl scratched her wolves’ ears. Somehow, they’d made it. Not all, and not Tilly, but there they were, in the near-empty world.

Scott stood across from her, his brow furrowed in mild bemusement, like he couldn’t believe where they were now both standing, the last two alive. He said as much.

Pearl stood, her axe loosely held by her right hand.

“I- honestly, didn’t have much faith in us.” Because you left me, she didn’t say. “But I had faith in myself and Tilly, and Tilly’s now passed away, so…”

Pearl thought that was all. Two victors. Unheard of, but possible. It had to be. Their lives depended on the other. Either both survived, or no one did.

Scott started speaking nonsense, about deserving more.

He clutched explosives to his chest and Pearl stumbled back with a yelp.

“Tilly death do us apart.”

The moon was full above her.

“W-wait, Scott, what are you doing!”

“Tilly death do us apart!”

“Scott!”

For just one moment, Pearl was the last person standing in this now dead world.

And then, she dropped.

[1lostone]

Author interview

@myulalie tagged me and I’m pretty excited to do this.

1. How many works do you have on ao3:

219 I think a good bit of those are probably podfic, but I’m not mad about it. 

2. What's my total ao3 wc:

2,277,720. This is due to my need to write ridiculous wordmonsters.  

3. What are my top 5 fics by kudos:

Some of these are pretty old. Maybe I’m past my prime. :D 

Hey There Little Red (Teen Wolf)

Love The One You’re With (Star Trek AOS)

Nowhere Man (Teen Wolf) 

Five Times Stiles Needed A Crash Course On Wolfy Behavior And The One Time He Figured Shit Out. (Teen Wolf)

What The Moon Showed Me (Teen Wolf)

4. Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

Yes, always!  But sometimes it takes me awhile to remember. I tend to save them up and do a whole group at once. 

5. What fic has the angstiest ending?

Um. I’m not sure. Probably Little Lion Man- but it’s more ambiguous than angsty.  Still, my friend said she wanted to slap the green off Spock's cheeks, so ...

6. What fic has the happiest ending?

Weirdly, I think it’s It ain't easy to get to heaven (When you're goin' down) - the one I wrote about Aaron and Jesus from TWD.  I made them work for their happy ending. 

7. Do you write crossovers?

Sure. I write just about anything. 

8. Have you received hate on ao3?

Of course. Who hasn’t. 

9. Do you write smut?

Yep.

10. Have you had a fic get stolen?

YES AND I HATE IT A LOT.

11. Have you had a fic get translated?

Yes! 

12. Have you co-written a fic?

Sort of. The intentions were good and we decided it was best if we just stick to our own lanes :D 

13. What's your fav ship?

Lord.  I dip between ships like crazy. I don’t know if I have a favorite per se. 

14. What's a WIP you want to finish but never will?

SPICE. (I WILL FINISH I WILL!) 

15. What are my writing strengths?

Honestly, I’ve been so burnt out on writing lately I don’t know. I think I can tell a good story, and I’m good at resolving angst.  I think that's why I'm clinging to podficcing- I can still be a part of fandom, but idk. I need my writing mojo back.

16. What are my writing weaknesses?

It can take me 809012 words to describe a sneeze. I can also take myself too seriously. 

17. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages on ao3?

I have done it, but only with much help and handholding from people who actually speak that language. My 10 years of French 30 years ago would only annoy a native speaker. 

18. What's the first fandom you wrote for?

X-Files and CSI. I can’t remember which was first, it was a whole hot minute ago. 

19. What fandom/ship have you not written but want to?

UM. There are so many.  I’ve been in the Good Omens fandom since the book came out IN THE NINETIES but have never been brave enough to write anything. Maybe I can this year. . . 

20. What's your fav fic you've written?

Hmm.  It’s hard to pick one. Probably a tossup between Weep, Little Lionman, and in the bed where you lie. 

I’m always hesitant to tag people, but if any mutuals do this, tag me so I know you took it on! 

[tossup-tempest]

Joshua's next breath is short, sharp. "It's more comforting than you think," he assures her. At last, his jacket is undone, and he peels it off. At least his sleeves are gone, but his undershirt isn't much less wet. He hangs the jacket over the back of a nearby chair.

The initial horror subsides from his gut, and he tips his face against Tana's hand. "I made the mess, so I should clean it up. It's just that simple. And maybe one day, I'll tell you more about him, but..." Joshua lifts his hand to Tana's outstretched arm. "I came here with you. I want you to have fun, not to fix my mistakes."

It occurs to him that they'll likely be sleeping in the same bed. Even if nothing else happens, he'll appreciate her company. Even as his stomach flutters, thinking of Karel. Of the way his face broke, at the mention of someone else Joshua fancied.

But Joshua has never been one to worry about things he can't change. At least not right now. Joshua's hand sweeps up to Tana's shoulder, along the fabric of her poor dress. Ah, hopefully it can be salvaged.

"Do you want some help with this?" he asks softly. "Looks like a pain to get off alone."

(Not smooth, Joshua. Not. Smooth.)

The light that guides us through the worst of nights

Ethereal ball prompts, round 2 Tana & Joshua V

[sunrenity]

pools of molten honey ✶ kim sunoo

s — sunoo's eyes have always held you captivated, and once again you find yourself irresistibly drawn to him as he gazes at you with such tender affection.

p  boyfriend! sunoo x fem! reader  .  g  fluff, comfort, est relationship  .  wc  219 (0.2k)  .  bookshelf

SUNOO'S EYES, THOSE WARM pools of molten honey, had always held you captivated. today was no different. the golden rays of the setting sun filtered through the window, casting a soft glow around him, but it was his gaze that truly illuminated the room.

he looked at you with such tender affection, a silent symphony of emotions playing in the depths of his irises. each glance was a caress, each blink a whispered secret meant only for you. the world seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you suspended in this moment of serene intimacy.

his lips curved into a gentle smile, and you felt your heart flutter in response. every detail of his face was etched into your memory, from the subtle arch of his brows to the way his lashes framed those mesmerizing eyes. you could get lost in them forever, and maybe you already had.

drawing closer, you reached out, your fingers lightly grazing his cheek. he leaned into your touch, eyes never leaving yours. the connection was electric, yet calming, a paradox that made your pulse quicken and your breathing slow.

"you're my everything," he whispered, the words a balm to your soul.

in that instant, you knew you were home, forever enchanted by the pools of molten honey that were his eyes.

© sunrenity , don't plagiarize, steal or repost my work on any platform !

[lgcyushin]

▶▶ DATE LOTTERY ▶▶ thoughts (gif credit) 

the date lottery went fine. it was a nice place to visit, somewhere he hadn’t gone in the city before, and honestly - that was the entire point. for him to push himself out of his bubble of the same old routine without any new projects at legacy and to meet people at the company that he otherwise wouldn’t meet. he thinks that he and yumi could likely stay acquaintances, if not friends. the experience of being constantly filmed and thinking about everything that came out of his mouth was different - usually during vlives or any other event, he doesn’t process everything through his brain first before it comes out but in this situation, yushin did have some discipline. if nothing else, but for the fact that the camera was literally on only yumi and yushin - the entire time. and people would be watching, perhaps scrutinizing.  the entire point was to further their careers, not backpedal.

               “would i go on a date with yumi again? i think i would if i was to continue with date lottery for next season.” honestly, now that yushin’s had his taste of a show, he can’t wait to venture out and broaden his experiences even more. “we’ll see what opportunities there are, so perhaps i will see you all again soon.” 

[fmdaidynnarchived]

idol headcanon memes (accepting)

send ♫ for a performance headcanon.

in general if asked whether he enjoyed performing or not aidynn could honestly yes he does enjoy it, though it depends on what he is performing. did he enjoy performing adore u, pretty u, or oh my!? not his favorite experiences in life, could have done without them. performing clap? slightly more enjoyable, his favorite charm song to this day if he had to pick one. performing hit me and ain’t no party with his bro? yeah, that was fun. he got to drive a motorcycle around on stage, how could that not be enjoyable? and now he knows he wants one instead of a car, a great situation all around. doing stuff from 0013 is always gonna garner a yes response from aidynn in regards to whether he enjoyed performing the song or not, while most charm songs are gonna be a no. some of the hip-hop unit specific ones aren’t terrible, they can be enjoyable, but not as much as other songs might be to him. some of his top favorite performance memories though stem back to when he was a teacher and still lived in daegu and did underground stuff. he didn’t have a hundred standards to meet in order to even consider to be liked, he just had to write good stuff and perform well. 

send ‼ for a career goal headcanon.

aidynn was never a goal setting type of person. the only time he willingly would conjure up goals was in elementary when he was forced to do so, but eventually he lost interested in education and then stopped forcing half-assed and untrue short term and long term goals for himself.

his career was the same. long-term planning for this was something he didn’t think about but sometimes he forced himself to come up with goals for each thing he worked on, outside of charm (since goals for charm stuff was basically told to them). sometimes the goal was a certain chart placement, number of streams maybe, or just that he enjoyed it even if korean fans wouldn’t (because he could count on the international ones to enjoy his stuff a bit more). if asked to state some overall career based goal he’d probably say he hoped to win some award for his solo endeavors, though in reality he didn’t care about awards that much, maybe he should care more but he didn’t. or that he hoped he’d be successful in writing, composing, and producing for others as well as himself one day down the line. in all honestly though, he’s been winging it and hoping for the best for years now.