#// LETTER 🌔

[savior-of-stars]

Hello. I hope this letter finds you well.

It's me, Orion. I see you've been doing well. Mom and Pops really are grateful for what you have done not only for my family, but all of monsterkind. Starlo would think you'd be cool as hell, Martlet.

That being said, us Sunnysides are still grieving the loss of my younger brother, but if you want to visit the farm, you could visit anytime. Just tell us ahead of time, mom wouldn't forgive herself if she wasn't able to make her delicious casserole for you.

- Orion ☆ Sunnyside

Hello Orion. I've been doing about as good as I can be. I hope you're doing good as well. ᵔ ᵕ ᵔI'm very sorry about your brother... I'm sure he was a great monster. I've heard many good things about him in my brief visits to the Dunes. It always makes me happy to see monsters being remembered fondly. He was a kind, excitable, and noble monster, at least, that's what I've heard about him. Ack- sorry. But I'd love visit at some point. You and your family all seem like very lovely monsters! I'll check my schedule and get back to you, I'm sure I'll be free sometime soon. ദ്ദി(˵ • ᴗ • ˵ )

[fceriestcrdst]

Just stopping by to tell you you're awesome. And that I always enjoy chatting with you. And to send you a big hug. 💖💖💖

i enjoy chatting with you too 💕💕

[reallyromealone]

Hello there, I was wondering if we can get a part 2 of the alpha Kirishima x alpha Bakugo adopting to mega pup reader and the reader is meet most of their aunts and uncles?

Title: adoption part 2

Fandom: my hero academia

Pairing kirishima x Bakugo x male reader

Type: platonic fluff

Warnings: omegaverse, child reader

Notes: none

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(Name) was an absolute precious little guy, always following one of his dad's when he could and trying to help in the best way he could with such little hands as the two adults tried to include him in their day to day, currently on maternity leave to acclimate (name) better.

"Yaaay! Good job!" Kirishima congratulated (name) as the babe put his plastic bowl in the dishwasher, (name) beaming at this and hugged his dad's neck for comfort "were getting ready to meet some people, they're your aunt's and uncles and are very excited to meet you" when their friends learned if their tiny pup they practically exploded with excitement, mina taking everything within herself to not bust down that door to see the pup.

(Name) held the Dynamite toy close, either that or an old sweater of Kirishimas that the babe saught comfort from, a quick Google search showed Omegan pups saught comfort from their parents items it was early stages of a familial bond settling in.

Bakugo was the one to collect the little one after his nap, the aunts and uncles sitting in the livingroom to meet him "hey squirt, it's time to wake up" they changed the crib to a toddler bed when (name) tried climbing out, the little one starfished with a cute pair of pajamas on "nnh" the boy grunted as Katsuki huffed and gently lifted him "come on you" the boy nuzzling into his dad's shirt as he was brought out to the livingroom "(name), can you say hi?" Katsuki was surprisingly soft with the pup who looked confused and face had marks from the sheets "awww he's so little!" Mina gushed as she stood up and (name) clung to his dad nervously "slowly mina, he's shy" Eijiro said watching his sons movements.

The itty bitty pup looked nervous as Katsuki spoke to him "this is your aunt, she's a bit annoying but she's not gonna hurt you"

Carefully he set (name) down, the boy fidgeting before running to his other dad for protection, the redhead holding his stuffed doll "awww he has a dynamite toy!" Ochaco cooed and they watched (name).

Eventually everyone began chatting and (name) grew more comfortable and began wandering around as he normally did as he noticed the snacks on the table, things the others brought "oh look he's staring at the (treat)" denki snicked as the babe reached out and grabbed a handful, little hands getting messy in the process "well at least he likes it" Momo said as the dad's looked at each other and Katsuki cleaned him up and Eijiro got the boy a small serving "so how's being a parent?" Iida asked as he sipped his tea, glancing at the pup "he keeps trying to make nests everywhere, we don't think he knows what he's doing though" Eijiro chuckled as he let (name) get comfortable in his lap.

Later on came his former teachers + Eri and Shinsou, the two tagging along.

Katsuki saw the two as his own parents, his real parents and him had.. a hard relationship.

His mom and him never got along and when he showed up with Eiji... That went bad fast, he was seventeen at that point.

He hadnt even graduated yet.

His dad loved him but being an Omega, he couldn't really go against his alphas word but did send letters to him in secret.

After that Aizawa stepped up, using his custody over Bakugo and taking care of him and by proxy so did Yamada, the men treating him like a son.

"Hi little listener" Yamada was soft with the pup as Aizawa looked at the two fondly, Eri chatting with kirishima about her classes and her plans to join U.A under recommendations by not one but multiple heroes.

"Oh? Thanks..." Shinsou was awkward around children and when (name) handed him a Cheeto he wasn't expecting it to be so...soggy "you don't gotta eat that, just walk to the kitchen and toss it" kirishima whispered and the other man nodded and did so.

"Hello there" little (name) reached to the black haired man who had the forethought to have his hair put up "you can smell I'm an Omega" Aizawa smiled softly as (name) sniffed his face and bounced slightly "omegas feel calm with other omegas" he explained "safety in numbers sort of deal"

(Name) smushed his face, a silly baby attempt at scenting "I think he thinks I'm apart of his pack"

"Well you are" Eri said simply and everyone smiled at the interaction.

"Minas gonna be pissed that he's getting this and she's not"

When everyone left, (name) was tuckered out "he sure enjoyed those snacks"

"He's so sleepy" kirishima gently traced the boys face "let's get him to bed yeah?"

[lovetei]

I'm Tei, the owner of LoveTei

I just like writing as a past time hobby and to relieve stress.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN AGAIN!!

For further elaboration I'm like "Oh shit... That seems like something this character would do." and I'll open this app, write it then post it.

And this page is 18+

That's all, thanks!

♠️ - Fluff

♥️ - Smut

♦️ - Angst

♣️ - Crack

✴️ - Dark

◾ - Demon Brothers

◽ - Side Characters

♠️ ◾◽- Things that the citizens of the Devildom witnessed that will prove that this Human have the characters at their beck and call

✴️ ◾◽ - What are the most toxic thing they will do in a relationship just to make you stay with them?

♠️ ◾◽- The characters comforting you after you experienced an extremely frustrating day

♥️◾◽- Their reaction to Sheep!MC turning into their human form, naked, in front of them

✴️♥️◾◽ - Are you the Ex because you're MC or are you MC because you're the Ex?

♦️♠️◾- Mammon consulting MC after he tried to do the did with her but she refused and he went to ask Asmo and he found out MC is actually insecure

♥️◽- Mephistopheles as your everything because he's my everything

♣️ ◾◽- As bad students

♠️ ◾◽ - Comforting a MC that broke down in the group chat and what are specific things they'll do to comfort you

♠️◾◽ - Their reaction when they found out their MC can sing

♠️♦️◾◽ - Them sending you a letter after you had a fight

♠️♣️◾◽ - MC playing filp the bottle except if they landed it, they go make out with Solomon

♠️◾◽ - Their reaction to Sheep MC changing into their human form at the end of the exchange program

♠️♣️◾◽ - MC taking the brothers in Disneyland and everything is already paid

♥️✴️◾◽ - MC and their boy toys or the characters with a toxic MC

♥️◾◽ - Sheep!MC turned back into their human form meaning they have their human throat again

♠️◾◽ - MC who thinks Cerberus is just a giant puppy that derives love cause he's a good boy

✴️♦️◾◽- The characters meeting you in their own wedding, and the bride was not you

♠️♣️◾◽- Their reaction to finding out MC is Solomon's spouse and they find his cooking edible

♥️◾◽- MC was affected by this mysterious potion that makes them crave for some back-breaking fuck

🌑 - Heartslabyul

🌒 - Savanaclaw

🌓 - Octavinelle

🌔 - Scarabia

🌕 - Pomefiore

🌖 - Ignihyde

🌗 - Draconia

♠️♣️🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕🌖🌗 - Everywhere I go I keep his picture in my wallet like: Take a look at my boyfriend

OBEY ME: Royal Universe

Scenarios: Introduction

PART 02: How did you turn them from hostile wolves to meek lambs of hell?

OBEY ME: Idol Universe

Scenarios: Introduction

PART 02: If you had been there, if you had seen it! I bet ya, you would have done the same!

TWISTED WONDERLAND: Purge Universe

Scenarios: Introduction

OBEY ME: Swapped Universe

Scenarios: Introduction

OBEY ME: Lillian Universe

Scenarios: Introduction

OBEY ME

What type of bottom are they?

🕛-🕧-🕐-🕜-🕑-🕝-🕒-🕞-🕓-🕟-🕔-🕠-🕕-🕡

"Baby, can't you see? I got everything you need." Only a genius can love a human like me!

🕛, 🕜, 🕔, 🕟, 🕞

TWISTED WONDERLAND

"Baby, can't you see? I got everything you need." Only a genius can love a human like me!

♥️, ♦️, 🦁, 🍄, 🪙, 🍎, 🦇, 🐉

🔲 - Obey me

🔳 - Twisted wonderland

PART TWO

🔲 - [Crack] Side characters as bad students

🔲 - [Fluff] Comforting a MC that broke down in the group chat and what are specific things they’ll do to comfort you

🔲 - [Fluff] Their reaction when they found out MC can sing

🔲 - [Fluff-Angst] Them sending you a letter after you had a fight

🔲 - [Angst-Dark] Their reaction to Sheep!MC changing into their human human form at the end of the exchange program

🔲 - [Fluff-Crack] MC taking the side characters in Disneyland and everything is already paid

🔲 - [Smut] MC and their boy toys or the side characters with a toxic MC

🔲 - [Smut]Sheep!MC turned back into their human form meaning they have their human throat again

🔲 - [Fluff] MC who thinks Cerberus is just a giant puppy that deserves love because he’s a good boy

🔲 - [Crack] The characters finding out MC is Solomon’s spouse

ALTERNATIVE UNIVERSE

🔲 - Royal Universe 03

🔲 - Swapped universe 02

🔳 - Purge Universe 02

🔲 - Lilian Universe 02

REQUESTS

🔲 - [Fluff-Suggestive] Female MC putting her hair up in a bun

🔲 - [Fluff-Suggestive] MC who has a huge crush on Mephistopheles

🔲 - [Fluff] MC who cooks like a michelin star chef

🔲 - [Angst-Fluff] MC finding a box with their lost things in it and got emotional

🔲 - [Angst] MC whose family died and came back looking like a mess

DRAFTS

🔲 - [Crack] Mortician!MC whose aesthetic is black turtlenecks and standing under the rain

🔲 - [Smut] MC getting spanked as a punishment for turning them on so much

🔲 - [Angst-Fluff] MC comforting an insecure Mammon

⚫ - My asks are always open

⚫ - I might not write requests that includes disabilities or illnesses, not because I'm against them or anything but because I'm not knowledgeable enough and might offend people who's experiencing them...

⚫ - When asking for an alternate universe, I'll first write an introduction and you can ask again what you want to see in that universe like "How would Royal AU react to this scenario?"

⚫ - I'm open for requests

⚫ - #🖤 tei talks is my tag when answering non-requesting asks you can block it if you want

[hoseoksssangels]

Composite&Synastry chart observations🌟

[DISCLAIMER: everything I’ve written comes from personal experience and observation. It may not resonate with you and it’s totally fine! tysm and stay safe!]🧨

⛓If someone has their Dominiona Asteroid (24899) conjunct your Ascendant they will be very dominating over you. This person will feel entitled over you. They will a 100% try to tell you how to dress, behave, feel etc.. this doesn’t always have to be a bad aspect tho, depends on how possessive the person is on their own as an individual. It might also just mean that they are the most dominating one in the relationship.

🫧If you feel a certain type of bond to a person, or a connection you cannot explain, check if your Link Asteroid (3550), or their is making any sort of tight aspect to your/their Sun,Moon,Asc,North/South Node. (Max 5° degrees)

•The Asteroid Dominiona represents what we feel very dominant over, what we feel like we need to control and have under our radar. Ex: Dominiona in the 1st house in a natal chart might make the individual be overly dominating or dominating as a person in general.

•The Asteroid Link shows us what we feel bonded to, where we feel a spiritual connection and an invisible string. Something we feel “linked to” for life. Ex: an individual with Link conjunct the dsc or in the 7th house, will feel very bonded to their partners or business partners/other people, in their life.

🌊Asteroid Pholus (5145) conjunct the dsc/asc in a composite chart will make this a life changing/transformative relationship. The Asteroid Pholus represents life turning events, personal crisis and big changes. (For who doesn’t know, Composite/Davison charts are for any sort of relationships!! Not only romantic)

💫5° degree Asc/MC in a composite chart will make a famous/popular couple. A lot of people might like/admire this relationship, this will be a pair that catches a lot of attention, even envy.

🎳Take a look at your progressed composite chart to see how your relationship will work out over time, as both individuals are constantly changing and evolving with time and so does a relationship.

🎎Asc trine/sextile Asc in synastry can make you like each other even without having any sort of contact. For example: you know when you see someone and you like/ feel sympathy for them, even without having ever talked to them? That’s what I’m saying.

🖇North Node conjunct IC in synastry, shows that your and the other persons Karmic Task in this relationship is to be close to one another and form a strong bond. Doesn’t always mean your meant to create a family together depending on the relationship, but if it does, than there is a high chance it will happen. It is most likely that in a past life you might have been work colleges/had a very superficial relationship or the public might have stopped this relationship from evolving further more. (South Node conjunct MC)

🖤Moon conjuct IC in synastry could point to, two people having had a similar parental figure (especially the mother) or a similar childhood. Both people might have grown up in similar circumstances and feel the same way about their childhood. (Since both our IC and our Moon represent certain circumstances of our childhood) Also the moon person and IC person, could get very attached to each other, especially subconsciously, since our Ic and our moon also relate to our subconscious.

💍South node conjunct/opposite Juno in synastry, you might have been married in a past life, or you played important roles in each other’s marriages in a past life.

🌔Neptune in the 3rd house in a composite chart could make both individuals have a telepathic connection or be able to communicate without words. You might also very often guess what the other person will say without even trying. You could also communicate very artistically with one another (letters, songs, etc) since Neptune is the higher octave of Venus.

DON’T STEAL MY WORK!‼️

[lunarmoonanons]

The Second Mother

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Pre-Conquest (they are Aegon, Rhaenys and Visenya parents)

Yandere Aerion Targaryen x Reader x Yandere Valaena Velaryon

Reader tried to Runaway but was caught by the Dragons of her stepchildren and brought back. A Boat vs Dragon would not end well, Aerion choose to get her pregnant as a way to force her stay with them.

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Masterlist

YN didn’t know how, but she was able to smuggle herself on a boat sailing for Yi Ti. Her home. For the past few months she had been kept prisoner by her employer and his family who had all grown a strange obsession for her. 

YN was a tutor from Yi Ti. She had been the emperor's top educator for his children and the tutor for many noble families back home. When she received a request from one of the last Valryian families to tutor his children, YN was excited for a chance to see a new land and meet the last remains of the Valyrian empire. A choice she would soon regret. 

She didn’t know what it was, but ever since she started working for Aerion Targaryen, he and his wife had been trying to entice her into an affair between the three of them. When she said no and very publicly (as public as you can be on an island) denounced any affection and attempt at romance there was a visible shift in her stay at Dragonstone. Her freedoms became less and less, and soon the few people she was allowed to see became fewer and fewer. Soon, even the maester on the island was forbidden to speak to her. 

The only people who remained in close contact with her were Aerion and his wife Valaena as well as the three children she was tutoring. 

The obsession didn’t just end with the parents. Instead it extended to the children as well, if their father or mother were not at her side, then one or all of them would be. They idolized her, loved her, and demanded her attention at almost all hours of the day. The only normal child seemed to be Orys, the bastard son of the head of the Targaryens. 

YN had planned her escape with great detail, everything down to the letter. What boat would smuggle her, what route she’d take, what provisions she would have, and what she’d pay the captain. Her escape was escalated by the death of Valaena just over a few weeks ago. The whole family was in mourning and that meant they were distracted. Rhaenys was so distraught over her mother, it took all of her siblings to calm her down. And though Aerion still tried to seduce YN, he too was distracted by the death of his wife to notice YN planning her escape. So in the breaking hours of dawn, with a bag of her belongings and help from the Maester, YN escaped onto a ship bound for Essos. 

YN bit her thumb and paced about the ship, the swaying of the craft not bothering her. Her hair shifted slightly by the sea air, but nothing seemed to calm her from the pit in her stomach. She was worried and slightly regretful. Even though they scared her with how much they loved her, she would miss the children. Visenya with her wild ways. Aegon with his strong personal morals, Rhaenys’ sweet nature, and Orys’ with his curious mind. They might have also contributed to her capture, but they were her students and she couldn’t place all the blame on them. 

When the sun was high, YN decided to ask the captain how long it would take. They had stopped at an island at the stepstones for a bit and YN wanted to pay half of her pay now. She barely made it a few steps when large shadows had started to over take the sky. 

Two large beasts had started flying toward them. Dragons. 

YN had seen them on the island, and had kept her distance. The beasts were monstrous and frightening, especially the large one. It seemed too big for its own good, large and scary. So seeing two of them flying toward her, put the fear of the Lion of Night into YN’s heart. Once they landed, YN’s heart fell to her stomach when she saw Aegon and Visenya dismount from the two dragons. 

“Mama. I knew you wouldn’t be far” Aegon smiled and walked up to give her a hug. YN was frozen for a second before she gained sense and pushed him back. 

“I’m not your mother, Aegon. I’m sorry but she’s dead, you cannot replace her with me.” YN stuttered, eyes wide and frantic. Aegon merely smiled a terrifying smile tilting his head as he looked at her. 

“But you are my mother. Father said you two are to be husband and wife, now we must get you back. He’s waiting for us.” Aegon was calm, too calm. 

Visenya looked with a scary grimace and kept a hand on her sword. She was not as peaceful as her brother, and she would drag her “confused” mother back if she had to. 

“You will come with us. Aegon may be willing to negotiate, but I will draw blood if I have to.” Visenya stated, glaring deep into YN’s eyes, not with hatred but annoyance. “In fact, Aegon and I will burn this entire island to smolder if that’s the only way to get you.”

“We’ve already killed the Maester for helping you. Do you want more blood on your conscience, Mama?” The 14 year old sweetly smiled, but his eyes held a terrifying glance. 

YN gasped and held a hand to her mouth, swallowing her sobs at the pain she caused the maester. She didn’t want to go back, but she couldn’t be responsible for everyone else dying too. She took a look back at the crew who stood frozen in place, terrified at what she would say, begging with their eyes to spare them. 

“I… I will go with you, Just let them live.” YN stuttered. 

Aegon’s smile grew as he held out his hand for her to take. YN’s shaking hand held his, her legs wavered as she climbed the black dragon. Her hands didn’t stop shaking as she stared down in horror at the beast. 

“Do you like him? I claimed him today, in search for you.” Aegon said, but his words fell on deaf ears. 

It was quiet trip back to Dragonstone. Once they were back on the island, and back to the castle, Yn’s hands had finally stopped shaking. She steadied and reminded herself to be strong. Rhaenys was the first to greet her. The 12 year old bounded her way to the woman and wrapped her arms tightly around her waist. She was very excited to see YN. 

“Mama! You’re back! Did you hear the great news?! You and father are to be married tonight!” Rhaenys squealed and bounced on her heels. YN merely patted her hair absentmindedly. 

“Where is your father Rhaenys?” YN asked. 

“I am happy you have found your way back.” Aerion stated, making his way over to the woman. He shooed his children away and made his way closer to the woman. When he was close enough he placed a hand to the woman’s cold cheek and smiled at her, ignoring the tear that fell from her eye. “We shall be married. You cannot deny me what I want anymore. It is what Valaena wanted. We have to honor her in death.”

“You are grieving, you do not love me. You are just trying to replace your wife’s memory with me.” YN tried to reason, but to no avail. 

Aerion Ignored her and placid a kiss to her lips. That night, YN was frozen in shock at what future her life would hold. YN cried during her ceremony. Her clothes from Yi Ti were taken and she was placed in Targaryen garments. Her life would be as a Targaryen wife and mother to Targaryen children. And she would be forced to carry Targaryen children. A life doomed to be a Targaryen.

Whoo! Two requests in one day. 

[chiimi-png]

112 Days of Uni [58/112]

🌒14/05/24🌔

Wrote a cover letter again, I really hope I get one job of the ones I applied since I really need it. Went for lunch with my friend and then worked all afternoon on my thesis assignment.

[kaaaaaaarf]

🌒🌓🌔masterlist🌖🌗🌘

hello there! i'm karfy. this blog is 18+. minors dni.

ao3 / spotify / ask me

🌕WIPs🌑

back when we were dinosaurs (3/4) - (E , 26.6k+ words, wolfstar, background marylily, fluff, smut, it's my fictional ode to Toronto) track it under the Museum tag / playlist

Remus is the ROM's newest curator of the paleontological wing. Sirius manages the gift shop and has a dinosaur obsession. They are cute little nerds together and sometimes they have sex in the archives

Nobody parts two rivers met (1/3) - (M, 1k+ words, wolfstar, angst) this is a concept fic based on Liz Phair's album 'Exile in Guyville'. track it here.

A man walks into a bar: Sirius has a good life — he fucks around, not really caring if he ruins the lives of the people he's sleeping with. Remus has been taken advantage of his entire life and keeps finding himself with men who don't really want him. Then they meet and everything changes...or does it?

Savour It (I'm Tasty) (1/?) - (M, 782 words+, wolfstar, sausage roll crack)

He tries to ignore it—really, really tries. He tries to focus on large, skillful hands; on the sweat glistening on warm bronze skin; on the tawny curls falling into lovely brown eyes. But the crumbs.

🌕Completed Fics🌑

The Killing Time (unwillingly mine) (3/3) - (M, 17.5k+ words, wolfstar, background jegulily, tw: murder) track it under the Murder Husbands tag general playlist / chapter two playlist / Remus' horny Sirius playlist / wedding schmood playlist + Series: Love, Blood, and Wham: The Life and Death(s) of Remus J. Lupin

Remus becomes the most prolific serial killer in modern history because Sirius is a slut and won’t stop getting engaged.

You better watch out, You Better Watch Out, YOU BETTER WATCH OUT (A Murder Husbands b-side) - (T, 1.6k words, wolfstar, jegulily, Christmas fic, Regulus POV) + Series: Love, Blood, and Wham: The Life and Death(s) of Remus J. Lupin

A very Murder Husbands Christmas. Remus is obsessed with Santa. Regulus is so, so tired.

Now I'm Spreading Your Legs (with mine in between) - (E, 5k words, wolfstar, texting fic, porn with very little plot, aka my Hatefuck fic) / playlist + Series: When You Open Your Legs

Sirius meets famed rockstar Remus Lupin at a pub and they become arch-enemies who really, secretly want to fuck. James is here for it.

I Got My Spoon (inside your jar) - (E, 10.6k words, wolfstar, porn with very little plot, aka the Hatefuck sequel) / playlist + Series: When You Open Your Legs

Sirius scribbles on the back of his receipt and passes it over the bar. “Can you give this to him when you see him next?” Jamal looks down at the scribbled name and number. “Morrissey?” He smirks as he hands over his credit card. “He’ll know who it is.”

touching me (touching you) - (E, 12k words, wolfstar, porn with an increasing amount of plot, aka Hatefuck part 3) / general playlist / Remus' playlist + Series: When You Open Your Legs

“Right, and what’s with the socks?” Remus holds them in front of him with a frown, like they personally offended him. “I figured you could branch out. If you insist on wearing socks with your boat shoes, they may as well show some personality, since you clearly don’t have one.” “Did you have to get me a pair that says Don't Bully Me I’ll Cum in bright, rainbow lettering?” “...yes, obviously? Isn't that your motto?”

It's So Shameful of Me (I like you) - a Hatefuck b-side - (E, 839 words, wolfstar, Remus POV) + Series: When You Open Your Legs

After a disappointing evening, Remus decides to give Sirius a call.

The More You Ignore Me (the closer I get) - (E, 9.8k words, wolfstar, more plot than porn, aka Hatefuck part 4) / playlist + Series: When You Open Your Legs

After everything that happened that fateful October morning in Remus’ apartment, Sirius thought it might be good to get some much needed distance from Remus. He’d re-activated Grindr as soon as he got home, and was really, strongly thinking about maybe hooking up with someone. Truly, he was going to do it—eventually. He was still thinking about it a week later, and enjoying the relative peace that not having Remus in your life brings—that is, until the phone calls started.

I Had A Dream That You Were Mine - a Hatefuck b-side - (T, 1.1k words, wolfstar, as close to fluff as these fuckers get) + Series: When You Open Your Legs

It’s just after midnight on a random Wednesday in November, and Sirius is perched on a rickety barstool, tucked away in an alcove at the far end of the bar—beer in hand. He's absently tapping his foot to the rhythm of whatever song is blaring through the speakers overhead, trying not to check his watch for the fiftieth time in ten minutes. He's bored, and not entirely sure why he came at all. Well, he thinks, that’s not entirely true—it’s Remus. Remus is the reason he came.

Rolling In The Deep - (E, 750 words, divorced wolfstar, porn with very little plot) + Series: Hatefuck Extended Universe

Somehow, a quick interaction — a hello, now take your stuff and get the fuck out — turned into a screaming match, and before he knew it they were here, fucking on what would have been Sirius' side of the bed before everything went to shit.

Only Get (My Rocks) Off - (E, 2k words, wolfstar, porn with very little plot) + Series: Hatefuck Extended Universe

They say that every time a bell rings, an angel gets its wings. Every time Remus has to listen to his neighbour’s fucking drainpipe clink against the side of the house, Remus gets a migraine and a hard-on.

You Grew Tall (I Stayed The Same) - (G, 1400k words, hogwarts era, wolfstar, fluff)

"Don't laugh.” He turns to find Remus scowling in the direction of Sirius’ feet, his back hunched comically low. “I'm not laughing, Moony!” He was definitely laughing, but he really couldn't help it. Remus truly looked ridiculous. Like a baby giraffe, all unsteady, knobby knees. He’d had a growth spurt over the summer (his third in a year) and his school uniform shorts now barely reached mid-thigh.

Ah-Ooh (werewolves of london) - (G, 1k words, hogwarts era, background wolfstar, hurt/comfort if the comfort was a piano)

He flexes his aching fingers and clumsily plays the first few notes of a familiar tune. He sings along, quietly at first, gradually becoming more confident. I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand...

Don't Be Scared (i love you) - (G, 1k words, wolfstar, post first wizarding war, hurt/comfort)

It’s been three years since the end of the war, and Remus still has nightmares so vivid that he forgets where he is. He wakes up dissociating and doesn't know what’s real and what’s not.

my blood is singing with your voice - (M, 750 words, wolfstar, horror, midsommar au) / playlist

Someone is laughing.

In ár gCroíthe go deo - (T, 1k words, wolfstar, irish remus lupin, older wolfstar)

A meditation on the meaning of home, and what it means to long for a place that lives in your bones. Title translates from Irish to "In our hearts forever"

I Knew Your Love Before I Knew Your Name - (G, 380 words, wolfstar, cowboy remus)

Sirius is in a truck with a truly beautiful man.

soft like silk chiffon - (E, 1.8k words, wolfstar, remus in a silk slip) / inspired by this gorgeous drawing by Indi

Remus, who is leaning casual as-you-like against the kitchen counter, wearing the ivory coloured silk slip that Sirius bought him as a joke for his last birthday.

Here I Am (a rabbit-hearted boy) - (G, 664 words, hogwarts era, background wolfstar, wererabbit remus crack)

Remus' tiny body shakes in fear. Finally, after an impossibly long moment, Sirius seems to come back to himself. "R—Remus? Are you—you're a werewolf?" …I'm a what now? 

i'm green, you're green - (G, 2.9k words, wolfstar, adaptation of Frog and Toad) / playlist

Once upon a time, not too long ago, there lived a Frog called Sirius and a Toad called Remus. They were neighbours in a beautiful garden. Oh, how they loved one another! They were the truest of friends. These are their adventures.

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psychopomp (see how it shines) - M. Hades/Charon greek myth au. Sirius is Hades, Remus is Charon. wolfstar. background jily. track it here.

A workplace romance in literal hell.

untitled kidnapping au - M. wolfstar. track it here.

Remus kidnaps the Black brothers and they are both so, so mean to him.

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okay this idea just came to me and I NEED it (also I loved your taking turns fic, so I know you'll slay this) okay here it is:

reader is neighbours with the moon boys, friends with all of them but nothing further than that. mutual pining and crushes from Steven, Marc and Jake toward reader.

reader invites the boys over one night for some drinks and it turns into them all playing a drinking truth or dare together. the prompts for truths and dares start to get a bit cute but also a bit steamy and one thing leads to another and they all end up hooking up (like the guys all appear at least once during the deed).

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Truth or dare

(Jake, Marc and Steven X Reader)

Category: F/M

Fandom: Moon Knight (2022)

Relationships: Jake Lockley X Reader, Marc Spector X Reader, Steven Grant X Reader

Words: 5 060

Summary: Jake, Marc and Steven play a game of truth or dare with you.

Warnings: Oral sex, missionary, overstimulation, begging, a bit of crying

Translation for the Spanish words: “princesa”: princess; “mi amor”: my love; “¿Verdad o atrevimiento?”: truth or dare?

MATURE CONTENT 18 +

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You open your mailbox and take out a few letters. There´s no one else at the entrance of the building you live in, just you and the noise of your keys dangling on your fingers. You try to close the mailbox but the phone in your right hand makes the task almost impossible. After a few more unsuccessful tries, you decide to hold your phone with your mouth while you close and lock the mailbox.

In the middle of doing this,  you hear the front door opening, the sound making you jump and almost drop your phone. Luckily for you, your lips manage to hold the device quite firmly. You hear the door close again and then turn around to greet who entered.

"Good aftern-", Marc, your neighbor, stops talking as he sees you with your phone in your mouth and a bunch of letters in your hands. You immediately drop the phone to the ground without realizing it and your cheeks color.

"Shit.", you curse and kneel to grab your phone. You can feel your heart racing and embarrassment creep into you as Marc helps you gather your things.

"Are you okay? Sorry, I startled you, Y/N.", he says as he picks up your letters and helps you get up. He gently grabs your arms and you feel his rough fingers brush your skin slightly. A shiver runs down your spine.

"No, sorry, I was... I was just trying to close my mailbox... Hum...", you struggle with words as you meet his eyes. He is still holding your arms and you look at his hands making him remove them.

"No, yeah, yeah, it´s fine. You just surprised me with the phone on your mouth...", he jokes with a smile making you chuckle and put your phone in your back pocket. Marc hands you the letters and you smile at him.

"Sorry...", you whisper and brush a strand of hair out of your eyes. You look at him for a bit and then try to say something, "You going up?"

"Yeah, you too?", he asks making you smile and nod. You walk towards the elevator and press your floor number.

As the elevator starts going up you can feel that awkward silence begin to install between you too. Your body begins sweating and that warm sensation in your stomach appears. You always feel like this when you are close to him...

"How are-"

"I was thin-", you cut yourself off as Marc speaks first. You look at each other and smile slightly before you add, "Go ahead."

"No, it´s okay, you were saying?"

"Hum... I just wanted to ask you if you want to come over for some drinks tonight?", you have no idea how you managed to have the courage to ask that but you just did. Your cheeks are now bright red as Marc´s eyes widen and he clears his throat, you notice he is turning redder too.

"Yeah, I would love to. You need me to bring anything?"

"Just yourself.", you laugh at your joke but then immediately want to slap yourself for how stupid it sounded. You idiot...

Marc actually chuckles at your failed joke and nods. The elevator doors open and he steps out and waits for you to follow him. You each walk to your apartment and then you share one last glance with him.

"Oh, you can come over at around 9. Is that good with everyone?", you ask and Marc waits a bit before answering.

"Jake and Steven say it´s fine. See you later, Y/N, and don´t drop your phone again.", he winks at you and enters his apartment leaving you embarrassed and with a slight grin on your lips.

This night is either going to be a disaster or the best night of your life.

............

Tick....tock.....tick.....tock....tick....Tock.

The clock hits 9 pm.

You glance at your front door and rub your fingers anxiously as you wait for the bell to ring. You did tell them to be here at around 9 but you didn't actually think they would only show up at 9.

You glance at the two wine glasses on top of the table and the bottle of wine you fetched earlier. The wine is getting a bit warm and so are you. Part of you is scared they aren't going to show up at all...

This was a stupid idea, a dumb fucking idea and now you have em-

Ding...Dong.

You nearly jump at the noise of your bell ringing, your heart now beating fast inside of your chest. You look at the mirror in front of you for a second and breathe in.

Your hands grab the handle and you open the door to reveal Steven looking back at you. He is holding a box of chocolates in his hand as he stares at you with a nervous grin.

"H-hi.", he almost whispers making you smile and let him inside of your home.

"Hey, Steven, come on in.", you invite and he nods before entering the apartment. You close the door behind you and try to stop your hands from shaking.

Fucking calm down, okay?

"Beautiful...", he whispers as he looks at you. You widen your eyes and his cheeks color before he looks around and adds," Your flat. It's lovely, love what you have done with the place."

You try to hide a small smile but fail miserably as Steven awkwardly looks everywhere except at you. Your eyes meet his box of chocolates and you clear your throat.

"Are those for me?", you ask making Steven finally look at you. His cheeks are flushed red and he seems to be shaking like a piece of paper on a windy day.

"W-what... Oh-... Hum- yeah.", he hands you the chocolates and you grab the box, "Thought you might fancy some chocolates."

"In fact I do.", you reply with a smile as you open the box to see a bunch of heart-shaped chocolates inside of it, "Thank you, Steven. I actually don't remember the last time anybody has ever bought me chocolates."

Steven opens his mouth but chooses not to say anything at your words. Instead, he just looks at you with that awkward but sweet expression you are so familiar with. That's what you adored about Steven, he was so sweet... Sweet like chocolates. Ironic, isn't it?

"Should we take a seat?", you ask and signal the couch behind him. He nods and sits down rapidly as you follow him and do the same.

You open the bottle of red wine and pour some of it into the two glasses in front of you. Steven doesn't say anything as you do this but you can feel his eyes staring at you... You do wonder what he is thinking.

You give Steven his glass and then pick up yours, "Cheers."

"Cheers.", he says and takes a sip from the alcoholic drink. You swallow the liquid and then open the box of chocolates to take one out.

"You are trying them now?", he asks alarmed making you raise an eyebrow at him as you place one chocolate inside of your mouth.

"Shouldn't I?", you start chewing and an amazingly sweet flavor fills your mouth. It tastes of hazelnut and caramel, a lovely mixture that seems to have been made by some sort of god.

"It's a bit scary that's all...Imagine you hate the chocolates I bought you. That wouldn't be good, would it? No.", he mumbles while you look at him with a big smirk on your lips. You gently place your hand on his knee before you speak.

"Hey, they are amazing, okay? Relax.", you assure him with a soft smile. You realize that Steven's body has tensed up and you look at your hand, "Sorry."

You remove it and take another big sip from your wine.

After a few glasses and more small talk, you are starting to feel a little braver as the alcohol finally starts kicking in.

"Have you ever played truth or dare, Stevie?", you ask and he shakes his head, his cheeks now naturally red because of the alcohol.

"I think Marc has played it but I am not so sure...", he confesses with a slightly dragged voice.

"It's pretty simple... I say truth or dare and you chose. Got it?", you ask and Steven gets a bit closer to you and nods with a big smile.

"Truth or dare?"

"Hum... Truth.", he chooses and you think of something.

"Is it true that... You never got drunk before?", Steven giggles at your question making you laugh. His smile is so pretty... So so pretty.

"Busted!", he says with a dramatic voice, "Okay, my turn, honey cakes... Hum... Truth or dare?"

"Dare.", you immediately choose before finishing your glass of wine. Honey cakes... That's new.

"I dare you to...Try to lick your elbow."

You raise your eyebrows and burst out laughing at his insane dare. Steven puts down the glass of wine and supports his head on his hand while he waits for you to do it.

"Oh, God... You are serious.", you say and he nods with a determined look. You shake your head with a big grin and lift your arm.

You stare at your elbow and stuck out your tongue as far as possible. After a few moments of struggling and grunting, you give up, there's no way you can actually do it.

"I can'ttttt...", you whine with a defeated voice making Steven chuckle.

"You look ridiculous right now.", he jokes making you open your mouth and look at him with an exaggerated shocked face.

"Was this all a plan so you could see me embarrass myself?", you ask and gently push away his chest making Steven almost fall.

"Maybe... Hey, it was kind of Marc's idea, sorry.", he confesses with a guilty smile.

"Marc's idea... Okay, two can play this game. Marc.", you watch as Steven's eyes roll up suddenly, his whole body becoming stiffer with amazing quickness.

"Yes?", Marc´s voice replies.

"Truth or dare?", you say with a smirk making Marc come close to your face with a challenging look.

"Dare."

"Bad choice...I dare you to...", you get a bit closer and your smirk deepens, "Drink the rest of the bottle in one go.”

Marc´s gaze drops slightly to your lips as you speak and you can´t help but feel tingles running down your spine. He waits a bit before answering, his eyes just studying your face as if you were a piece of art.

“Okay.”, he simply replies before leaning back and grabbing the half-full bottle of wine.

“Somebody´s confident.”, you tease making Marc smirk and put the bottle against his lips.

“Watch and learn.”

Marc starts swallowing the liquid rapidly and you observe his Adam´s Apple bob up and down, a stream of wine running down his neck slightly making the whole scene kind of obscene... You shouldn´t be thinking these things and yet here you are.

As Marc is almost finished, you quickly place your hands on the sides of his torso and tickle him making Marc pull the bottle away from his mouth and spit the rest of the wine down his shirt.

You burst out laughing and lean back against the couch as Marc struggles to breathe, his shirt now wet because of your actions. You are sure that stained your couch but it was worth it just to see that shocked look on Marc´s face.

“Y-You... Why did you do that?”, he says making you laugh harder. You grab the bottle from his hand and take a sip, your eyes never leaving his.

“I think you spilled a little bit of wine down your shirt...”, you say with a cocky voice while you wipe the wine from your lips with the back of your hand. Marc looks at his shirt and up at you, his lips curled into a smirk.

“Ah-ah, hilarious...”, he replies making you giggle and compose your posture.

You put down the bottle of wine and look at him again, his chest sticking to the shirt making his skin appear underneath. Your drunk mind can´t help but wonder one thing and, without really thinking about it, you say:

“I dare you to take off your shirt.”

Silence.

The words come out of your mouth so quickly that you don´t really realize how insane they are... You just asked your neighbor to take off his shirt. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck-

“Alright, as you wish.”, he says cutting your line of thought.

Marc grabs the hem of his shirt and pulls it up to reveal his naked torso underneath. He tosses the wet material to the floor and tries to clean the wine from his chest.

You don´t say anything... Even if you wanted to, you literally can´t speak. Your heart is beating so fast and your mind is spinning. Every muscle in your body is begging you to get closer to him.

Focus. You have to focus.

But it´s hard to... Really fucking hard, especially because Marc is fucking shirtless in front of you.

Your eyes drift to his exposed skin and you notice he has multiple scars on his chest and what seems like gunshot wounds. You immediately lift your eyes in respect to him and try to calm down.

“Your turn. Truth or dare?”, he asks with a deep strained voice. You lick your lips and think of a choice.

“Truth.”

Marc inhales a bit and starts chewing on his inner cheek, his mind deep in thought as he tries to find something to say. The silence only makes your nerves get worse and you start to rub your fingers together.

“Is it true that you are nervous because I am shirtless?”, he asks making your cheeks color deeply. Marc laughs at your reaction and brushes his curly hair with his hand, “Thought so...”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever...”, you try to play it cool but it´s obvious you are quite flustered, “Truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

“Are you dating anyone?”

You meet his eyes and wait for an answer, your body too drunk to care about anything.

“No. And you? Are you seeing somebody?”

“No.”, you quickly reply making Marc chuckle and smirk at you.

“Good...”, he whispers making you hold your breath, “I dare you to touch my chest.”

You slowly lift your hands and place them on his wet skin. You get a bit closer and start tracing his chest slowly, your fingers touching his scars as if you are studying them. Marc doesn´t move away or flinch so you continue doing so, your eyes fixed on his body as you do this.

“Do they hurt?”, you ask with a whisper.

“Not anymore... ”

You don´t ask further questions but your hands stay on his skin. Suddenly his whole body goes stiff again and you look up to see Marc struggling to control his body. You don´t know what is quite happening but soon you realize what is going on.

“Jake...”, you say and Jake looks down at you, his cocky smirk immediately telling you that he has control over the body.

“  ¿Verdad o atrevimiento?”, his fingers run up your arms slowly. You let a small breath escape your lips and get closer to him, your chests now pressing against each other.

“Truth”, you say and Jake´s hands stop at the hem of your blouse. He looks at your lips and then at your eyes.

“Is it true that...”, he sneaks his fingers inside of your blouse suddenly. You feel as he starts rubbing your skin, his hands going more and more up in a way that makes your core start throbbing, “You like being touched like this?”

“Like what?”, you ask, playing dumb. Jake puts his hands on your back and pushes you against him suddenly making you gasp and almost his forehead.

“I think you know how...”, he whispers and you can´t resist any longer.

You connect your lips hungrily and grab the back of his head. The kiss is messy and you are struggling to breathe but you do not care. You have dreamt of this moment, you have imagined it ever since you met them.

You can´t believe that you are finally tasting him, touching him, feeling him. You know Jake a little less than Marc and Steven but it´s alright, you trust him and you equally like him as you do them.

“I want you...”, you whisper between kisses making Jake groan and pull away. He grabs your blouse and lifts it off of your body making you gasp.

“I know you do, mi amor.”, he says with a cocky grin making you roll your eyes playfully.

Jake puts his hands on the straps of your bra and starts tracing them down your body, his attention completely on your chest. You don´t move an inch but you can feel your legs trembling as his digits stop at your back and he undoes the clasp of your bra.

Your breasts pour out immediately now that nothing is holding them, and you try your best not to cover them. Jake notices that you seem a bit nervous and he puts his finger on your chin making you look up.

“You are beautiful...”, he whispers making your stomach tingle and your cheeks heat up. He smiles an almost too innocent smile for him and connects his mouth to your neck.

Jake kisses and bites gently your skin, each kiss getting lower and lower. He reaches your collarbone and then bites it, it´s so gentle you feel nothing but pleasure running down your spine.

His hands find your shoulders and he pushes you down the couch, your whole body falling as if you weigh nothing to him. You look up at him and see him undoing his belt making you unbutton your jeans and pulling them down your legs until they are on the floor.

“How do you want it, mi amor?”, he asks with a smirk and you spread your thighs and put your hand on your panties, your eyes never leaving his.

“Suprise me...”, you challenge and Jake grabs your wrist and takes your hand away from your pulsing center.

“Tch-tch, no touching yourself... That´s my job.”, he says while he pins your wrist up.

You bite your lip and nod rapidly, your body basically begging for him. Jake´s hand finds your other wrist and he pins it up as well, both of your arms now secured under his grip. You simply breathe in and look down at his boxers, his erection is prominent and the size of it is making your heart beat faster.

“You like what you see, princesa?”, he asks with a cocky voice making you lick your lips and nod. Jake´s free hand pulls down his boxers and you widen your eyes as you see his cock sprung out of them, the tip is flushed red and leaking a bit.

It´s big... Really fucking big. Maybe way too big for somebody who hasn´t had sex in a while.

“Here...Feel it for a bit.”, he says and then starts rubbing the tip against your clothed clitoris making you moan and buck your hips.

He continues teasing you like this, each rub sending another wave of wetness out of your entrance. You fucking need him so badly, you want him to fuck you until you can´t think any longer. He is so close yet so fucking far.

“Jake...Please...”

“Please what?”

“More...Give me more.”, you beg and he chuckles before pulling away and grabbing the sides of your panties.

You feel as he pulls them to the side gently, his fingers collecting some of your wetness in a way that is driving you insane. Jake traces your folds and then stops at your entrance, his digits just agonizingly circling the area.

“Is this all for me, mi amor... Or for us?”, he asks and then you remember that Marc and Steven can also see and hear everything that´s going on. The thought is enough to make you whimper.

“B-Both options...Fuck, please.”, you beg again and he lets go of your wrists.

You don´t move them as Jake grabs your panties and then, with a quick gesture, rips them in half. You open your mouth in shock but quickly forget about it as Jake´s mouth connects to your clitoris. He was so fast about it that you don´t have time to register what is going on.

Instead, you moan and grab a fistful of his curls in reflex. Jake moans around your clit and starts circling his tongue, his hands now on your thighs as he spreads them apart.

“F-fuck... Oh my G-god...Y-Yes...”, he continues eating you out in a ravenous way and, when you are about to cum, he pulls away leaving you begging for more, “No...M-more.”

“Patience...”, that wasn´t Jake´s voice. Is that-

“Marc?”

You look down at Marc and nearly faint at the sight, his mouth is covered in your wetness and his cheeks are flushed. He seems to have switched with Jake when he was down there.

“Look at you... How much do you want my cock, baby? Tell me.”

“S-so badly... I want it now.”, you plead. Marc presses a kiss to your belly and then gets up.

Marc grabs his pants from the floor and takes out a condom from his back pocket. You force down a small smile as you realize he was actually planning on having sex with you tonight...

He opens the package and kneels on the couch again, his hands putting the condom around his flushed cock. When he is all done, Marc looks down at you and smirks, his eyes studying your body as if it is his job.

He grabs your hips and pulls you against him, making your center hit his thighs. You watch as he towers over you, his sweaty curls falling on his forehead and his eyes never leaving yours.

“Do you know for how long I have imagined this, Y/N?”, he whispers while his tip presses against your entrance, “Answer me.”

“F-fuck... N-No...”, you say as he starts going inside very slowly. You gasp as your walls try to strech around his cock. It´s hurting a bit but you are too needy for it to be actually painful.

“Every fucking day... I lay in bed thinking about you, I dream about you, I can´t stop thinking about you.”, he says with a groan as his whole shaft enters you. He lets his head fall a bit and he curses under his breath, “So fucking tight...Fuck.”

You moan his name softly and wrap your legs around his lower back, making him get deeper inside. The action makes Marc groan again and you grab his back for some sort of support. You just need to be close to him.

“Me too... I want you so badly. I have always wanted you.”, you confess and Marc lifts his head to look at you.

He seems... shocked? His eyes widen at your words, and you feel his heart beat faster than usual.

Is he surprised about this? You always thought it was obvious you had a massive crush on them.

“I am gonna fuck you so good...So good.”, and then he starts thrusting.

You arch your back and let out a pornographic moan escape your mouth as Marc starts fucking you at a quick pace. Every thrust sends a wave of pleasure down your body, the sloppy sounds filling the room as he does this.

You just close your eyes and feel him...And it feels so fucking good. He is better than you could ever imagine. His thrusts are precise, his pace not too quick but not too gentle.

You can sense he is desperate for you. His cock is pulsing and you notice that he is starting to sweat. Your fingers grab onto his back muscles and you try to lift your hips to give him a better angle.

“F-fuck... You feel so good. So good for me.”, he praises with a strained voice. You moan and bury your face into the crook of his neck.

“Marc... Oh my god...”, you don´t know what else to say. You can´t really say anything but moan his name over and over again as he brings you closer to your climax.

Suddenly, Marc stops moving and you open your eyes to look at his face. You pull away from his neck and stare at him but what you see isn´t Marc any longer.

“Bloody hell, Marc is a bit closer than I predicted...”, Steven says as he stills his hips and looks at your face. You part your lips and, in a moment of pure ecstasy, connect your lips to him.

He kisses you back and you immediately realize that even their kisses are different. Steven is gentle and soft with his actions. He makes sure not to invade your mouth but, instead, go along with you.

You bite his lip softly and pull away before lifting your hips and begging him to move again. Steven moans and nods before thrusting his cock into you once again.

“R-right there...”, you praise and Steven continues gently moving. He isn´t fucking you as Marc did.

He seems to be taking his time to pleasure you to the max, his thrusts are precise but they aren´t as violent as Marc´s were. Nonetheless, both of them are giving you exactly what you need.

“Y-you are so beautiful...”, he moans, his forehead pressing against yours as he breathes into your mouth. You whine and dig your fingernails against his back making Steven hiss and push harder.

“I-I am gonna cum... Steven, please fuck me. P-please... I need it.”, you beg, too drunk to think about anything else but the tsunami of pleasure about to hit you.

“I am here... I am right here. Cum for me, darling. Do it.”, he encourages and that´s all it takes.

You arch your back and close your eyes, your heart beating faster than ever and your clitoris throbbing as your walls pulsate around his cock. Your body starts trembling so hard you swear it´s gonna give out but it doesn´t. Steven wouldn´t let it, he is still holding you there, giving you what you need to go through this.

You move your head and gasp for fresh air as your body finally starts calming down. Your chest is heaving, your skin is covered in sweat as you come back to life.

You stay there for a little bit, just gasping for air as Steven doesn´t move an inch. Did he cum? You can still feel his cock hard inside of you. Why didn´t he-

“Did you think I wouldn´t be the one finishing inside of you, mi amor?”, Jake says and you widen your eyes as he moves again.

Your body isn´t ready for it so you contract your muscles and feel tears form in your eyes as immense pleasure runs through you. It´s a strange sensation.

“J-jake, it´s too much... I-I don´t think I can cum again.”, you say with a breathless voice but he simply picks up his rhythm.

“You can, princesa... Be a good girl for me, will you?”, he asks and you nod and try to focus on cumming again.

Jake speeds up and sneaks a hand down your body, his fingers tracing your sweaty skin until he finds your abused clit. He begins rubbing it and you scream at the stimulation. It´s like you are drowning in pleasure and there´s only one way of escaping it.

“Oh, God...Oh, God... I-I think... F-fuck.”, your eyes start tearing up and you close them, your face flushed red with blood.

“Do it. Cum for me.”, he orders and you let it overtake you.

You throw your head against the couch and let a long and loud moan escape your throat. It´s something you have never heard before but you couldn´t really control it. Jake continues fucking you through it and then you feel his cock pulsate inside of you as well.

He moans your name against your ear and stops moving, his breath hot against your neck as you fight your way out of your second orgasm.

The feeling is way more intense than anything you have ever felt before. You have never experienced something like this and it´s insane how you aren´t dead right now.

After what feels like ages, you open your eyes and let your arms and legs fall.

“A-are you okay?”, Marc asks after taking control of the body and you nod slowly.

“J-just a bit overwhelmed.”, you whisper between breaths. Marc presses multiple kisses on your cheeks and then pulls away from inside of you.

You just groan and clean the sweat off of your forehead as you hear him pour wine into a glass. He takes a long sip and looks down at you, his chest also heaving because of how tired he is.

“Need a drink?”, he asks and you nod, your arm stretching so you grab the glass from his hand.

You lift your body and drink the rest of the wine, the fresh liquid making you feel a little bit better. You put down the glass and stare at him.

“Marc...”

“Yeah?”

You lean against him and press a long kiss against his lips. Marc kisses you back and holds the back of your hair. It´s crazy how your lips seem to fit into each other perfectly.

Marc is the one to pull away, his lips curled into a smile as he holds you gently.

“I think I love you...”

Your heart skips a beat and you let out a relieved laugh at his words. Fuck, is this really happening?

“I think I love you too... All of you.”

And it was true... So fucking true.

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Ok ok can you PLS do a part 2 of that ‘resilient’ Eddie fic I NEED to know what happens😭 (If your requests are open) -🥮

Title: resilient

Chapter: 2

Fandom: stranger things

Pairing: Eddie Munson x male reader

Warnings: mentions of rape, angst, omegaverse, mpreg, reader goes through it, breakdowns

Notes: this took way longer than expected

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"uncle Steve!" (Sons name) giggled as he was lifted by the older alpha "you ready to hang out today!" Steve said to his god son who nodded "yeah!" The boy said as (name) handed Steve a cute backpack "you be good alright ducky?" (Name) squished his sons face playfully and kissed his forehead "I will!"

(name) was thankful for his dad, Hopp doing anything he could to help his grandkid and used the daycare that came with being the police chief for their kid till he gets to kindergarten.

Though Hopp would have liked if his kid and grandkid moved back with him, (name) would be able to save better.

"(Name) I know you want to be independent but think about saving money, that money can be used for anything (sons name) needs or wants" hopp reasoned with his son and (name) fidgeted with the mug "you really want me back don't you?" He asked quietly, the older man nodding at his pup and (name)s eyes watered "I just want my pup to be safe!" He said and Hopp felt his heart ache at his son and set the mugs down and held him close as (name) sobbed "don't worry (cute childhood nickname) I got you"

"We moving?" (Sons name) asked curiously as he sat in his grandpa's lap, hop letting the little guy take some of his fries, (name) letting his dad buy them dinner "I need some help so you guys will be moving with me, you think you can help me squirt?"

"Yeah!"

Eddie was a mess.

His... His sweet (name)...

"Holy shit dude, are you alright?!" Dustin wanted to gag at the smell of alcohol as Eddie sat on the floor, eyes tear stained "he was raped, he was raped and I just fucking treated him like shit" Eddie said emotionless as he stared off "he was pregnant with my kid, did you know that? No fucking doubt he's mine... He's literally me"

Dustin halted as Eddie let his head fall onto his knees, holding back a sob.

"I need to go to Hawkins..."

(Name) was banned from helping move their belongings, assigned to keeping his pup company and ordering lunch "papa get chicken chunk" (sons name) whispered and (name) smiled "sure baby" he added it to the order along with pizza, wings and drinks (and garlic bread for Robin). (Sons name) was excited to have a bigger room just for him, (name)s childhood room turned into the pups bedroom with a cool (cartoon/game) bedspread from his grandpa and (name) got the guest room, all his trinkets I'm there. "Chicken chunks? Aren't you already my little chicken chunk, half pint?" Hopp teased as the pup stuck his tongue out playfully at his grandpa, the adults smiling at this interaction.

Dinner, bath and bedtime were all it took as (name) sat alone in his bed staring up at his ceiling as the sound of the clock in the kitchen ticked.

Here he was.

Back Home, in his childhood home with his dad and pup.

Sitting up be walked to a small shoe box he brought in himself, opening it to reveal trinkets, photos and letters, picking up a photo of everyone together and happy as teens.

He glared at nancys annoying face, he saw her a few times around Hawkins when she visited family but never interacted with her and she didn't interact with him, she ruined his life and he kind of hoped she would drop dead.

(Name) didn't grocery shop with his son, he didn't need the boy hearing how people talk about him being a single parent, the snide comments and rude remarks as he tried to make himself invisible under the florescents as his sneakers tapped against the older linoleum.

"Did you hear? Eddie "the freak" Munson is back"

"Yeah, he's like super rich, maybe I can get a sugar daddy"

"But spending time with the freak? Is it worth it?"

(Name) froze as he looked at the nutritional values of two cereals, throat closing up at this information he heard.

Eddie was back?

Why?

He tried not to think about the letters, the emails and messages or the letter he had gotten in the mail a few days after the last email he sent from Eddie's lawyer's, threatening legal action if he doesn't stop trying to contact Eddie with the threat of a restraining order, he took that as Eddie's answer to the concept of meeting his son.

Snapped from his thoughts and continued his shopping, trying not to let anxiety flood him.

He was probably visiting his uncle, the uncle who despised (name) with every fiber of his being-- even publically shaming him for his "whorish behavior" when he saw (name) not long after the breakup, solemnly believing that the fetus inside of (name) was the product of his "cheating" thus till the rape investigation came to light and Eddie had long been gone from town everyone thought he was a cheating slut.

Yeah (name) totally toootally moved on from that, the Alpha who treated him like one of his own turning and Screaming at him to the point of (name) nearly drooping.

Totally...

He wonders if the band came with, thinking of how many people he has to avoid... He wonders if Dustin was with him.

His little sisters friend-- well once friend, Jane burning all communication with Dustin after the young beta made his bed.

He should call her sometime... The girl currently at university with his step brother Will, will was crushed that his best friends did that to (name) and just cut ties with the whole group-- save for Steve and Robin.

"(--me)" "(--ame)!"

"(NAME!)" (name) snapped to look around, when did he get home? The Omega was putting away groceries as his dad looked concerned "I take it you heard?"

"I- yeah... I did..." (Name) said meekly as he fiddled with a container of coffee "do you... Do you think you could pick up (sons name)? I need to start dinner" their code for "I really need time to process and don't have the capacity for anything else right now" and the older alpha pat his sons back "I got you bite size" he said as he went to go get his grandkid "you know no matter what, I got your back right? You can depend on your dad"

"Thanks dad..." (Name) said with a soft, sad smile before he was alone in the house to think.

"Maybe I should go on that blind date Robin was talking about"

[bensolosbluesaber]

I absolutely LOVE your Moon Knight fics, your writing is wonderful!! 🥺 what do you think the moon boys are like with texting? Do they all have separate phones, do they share one phone and leave you to decipher who each text message is from based on how they talk, do they sign each text with their first initial???? Sorry I’m bored and these are the things that plague my mind I gots to know !!!!

Thank you!!❤️❤️ Love this because I was just thinking about it the other day!

Phones and the Moon Knight System HCs

Pairings: Marc Spector, Steven Grant, and Jake Lockley x reader

Warnings: Characters with DID

We all saw the flip phone. Could it have just been the best burner phone option? Sure. But I think it's also Marc's preferred phone.

This drives Steven absolutely up the wall because while each alter has their own physical phone, they are always forgetting to grab the others’ phones. They might as well all share one phone; it would be less confusing for you.

There are a lot of texts from “Marc🌑“ that say “mi amor” or texts from “Jake🌕“  talking about “his bloody long day" or texts from "Steven 🌔" calling you baby.

"Why do you guys even keep separate phones?" You ask Steven one night after a particularly confusing conversation. This prompts a long string of complaints from the British man about Marc's flip phone with the buttons that he has to push three times just to type the letter "c".

Finally, you work out a system with the boys where they sign their texts with their initials: JL, MS, or SG. Though really you can mostly tell who is texting based on their syntax.

And Steven's gratuitous use of emojis. He loves emojis.

Steven is more tech-savvy than Marc, but not by much. He types sort of slowly and needs his glasses to read messages (but it makes him look really cute while he squints at his screen).

He has a thousand tabs open on Safari at all times.

Steven is an iPhone boy.

Steven either texts back immediately or twelve hours later. If he loses the notification, all bets are off.

Marc responds as soon as he sees your texts, but he's not on his phone a lot so responses can be slow.

Jake refuses to own an iPhone on principle, but he has a nice smartphone to play music while driving or GPS somewhere or

Occasionally, he tries to make Steven's iPhone disappear. He succeeded twice before realizing Steven would just go buy a new one.

Sometimes Jake tries to voice-text you while he's driving. The results are as disastrous as you might expect. But it's extremely endearing.

There is a group chat. You and the Moon Boys. Yes, it's made very confusing by how the alters use each other's phones.

[themoongirls12]

231031 | 0ct0ber19 instagram story - Heejin 🐰

[12-person Group Chat: "🌘🌗🌖🌕🌔🌓🌒"]

Heejin : I'm thankful just for you coming so

I am declining cakes🫶

Reason : Hard to get rid of them

Heejin's story caption :

The annoying letter🤣ㅋㅋ

but the flowers were touching

Love you🩷

© translation - orrery_nim

[real-time-twilight]

Breaking Dawn in Real Time

December 29th, 2006 (Friday)

Moon Phase: Waxing Gibbous 🌔

🌄 Sunrise: 8:05 AM

🌅 Sunset : 4:34 PM

Breaking Dawn, Ch. 35 ("Deadline")

3:00 PM (Approx.) - Bella leaves for her appointment with J Jenks to pick up Jacob and Nessie's documents

6:50 PM (Approx.) - Bella arrives at the restaurant early

7:00 PM (Approx.) - J arrives and presents the documents for Bella's inspection, hinting that he would prefer to work with her in the future, rather than Jasper; he also seeks Bella's assurance that the documents are not intended for the purpose of kidnapping Renesmee from her father

7:15 PM (Approx.) - Bella leaves the restaurant

9:30 PM (Approx.) - Bella arrives home and packs the documents in a backpack-purse from Alice's closet with money and letters for Jacob and Nessie

[lunarmoonanons]

Dragon Sisters

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YN finally goes out to the gardens in her colourful outfits. Wanting to spend the day with her dearest sister

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Masterlist

It was always a treat to see the Targaryen princesses in their colourful and elaborate outfits. YN liked to dress up in her lovely outfits for her sister’s amusement. She had taken a respite from her colourful outfits since the death of her dear sister Daella, having worn black for a year. In the bright year of 84 AC, YN retired her black dresses for her colourful dresses once again. Her friend, Coren Thorne, had been a comfort to her and had finally convinced her to allow herself to feel happy once again. 

So on a bright warm springtime morning, YN finished her letter to Coren and asked for her maid to bring her light purple dress, one that flowed ever so gently in the wind and embroidered with butterflies in the skirt. She gave her letter to her maid, asking that it be delivered to her friend, then finally left her room preparing for the gazes of the court. 

She left quite the impression on the people in the keep who had grown used to seeing the mournful princess. YN paid them no mind, occasionally acknowledging the compliments that were given to her, but she intended to go to the gardens and find her mother or sister there. She knew her happy visage would make Saera happy. But before she was there she came across her dearest older sister Alyssa. She was in riding gear, which made YN smile at her sister’s antics. Even now, as heavily pregnant as she was, Alyssa would go flying. Alyssa smiled at her favorite sister, and opened her arms for YN to run into. 

“My dear baby sister. It’s so good to see you in colours again.”  Alyssa laughed and kissed the top of YN’s silver hair. 

“You should be taking care of yourself. What would the Maester say if he knew you were flying so late into your pregnancy.” YN teased and pulled back. 

“He would be too scared to dare speak against me.” Alyssa laughed. “Where are you going my dearest?” 

“I wanted to go into the garden and find Saera, or mother. I think seeing me in colours again would make them happy.” 

Alyssa wrapped one arm around the girl’s shoulders. “Then let’s go and find them.” 

YN smiled and rested her head against her sister’s shoulder. She always knew Alyssa would be there for her. When it wasn’t her and Saera, it was her and Alyssa. The two were so close. YN loved her older sister Alyssa so dearly, she had been her protector, her confidant, her dearest sibling. She knew that if she told Alyssa about her and Saera’s deep love for each other then Alyssa would understand. 

But she didn’t tell her. Saera knew the world better and knew no one could be promised with the knowledge of their relationship. So she made YN swear to not speak of their stolen kisses and their daring romance.

So as the two made their way to the gardens. Speaking about their mornings and how YN was getting along with her friend and penpal, Coren. Alyssa spoke about her dear sons, and how she was certain the babe in her belly was another boy. YN was very interested in her nephews and always asked about them when she could. 

When they finally found their way to the garden, Alyssa and YN looked around for their mother or sister. YN stopped by one of the flowers that bloomed recently and plucked it from its root and twirled it between her delicate fingers. She knew she would give it to her sister, Viserra. Alyssa steered YN away and then walked till they heard slightly raised and angry voices. When they came across the source, Alyssa rolled her eyes at the sight of Saera arguing with their mother. 

“I can associate with whomever I want to mother! It’s not your business nor is it father’s what i do with my time!” Saera snapped and threw her hands in the air. 

“I have every right to know who you spend time with and what you do! I am your mother!” Alysanne argued. 

“You spend all your time with Gael and Viserra! Let them occupy your concern rather than me!” Saera turned away and stopped her angry expression when she saw her dearest love YN in colours again. 

“Oh my dear one. How lovely you look.” Alysanne smiled and walked toward her daughters. Kissing Alyssa on the cheek then wrapping YN in a tight hug. “I’m so happy to see you so happy.” 

“Thank you mother.” YN whispered and kissed her cheek. 

“I must away. Viserra promised to show me her embroidery.” Alysanne excused herself. Alyssa, not wanting to speak to Saera, having not the best relationship with her, decided to leave with her mother and hugged YN for a moment before turning away. 

YN walked toward Saera who had turned away from them and wrapped her arms around herself. She looked defeated and upset at everything, wanting nothing more than to be in YN’s arms. 

“Saera?... Would you like this flower I plucked for you?” YN asked. What she was really saying was would she like to be held. Only her and Saera understood that. 

“Oh YN.” Saera sobbed and held her close.”I hate them. I hate how they are always disappointed in me. I hate them, I hate them, I hate them.”

YN sighed and held her close then pulled away to look in her eyes. “I’m not disappointed in you. You could never disappoint me. I love you.”

Saera wiped her eyes and rested her forehead against YN’s. “I just wish they were more like you. I could be happy with only you. My dear one.” 

They both smiled at each other, before Saera brought her lips to YN’s and gave her a loving kiss. YN knew she was still very upset, but when they were together they could pretend it was only the two of them in the world. YN could always understand Saera better than the rest of her family. 

“Would you like to spend the day together?” YN asked as she placed the flower behind Saera’s ear. Twirling the locks of Saera’s silver hair.

“I would love to.” 

So they ran to their secluded part of the garden that very few would go to. The spot that looked over the blackwater. Only going out to order the servants to bring them food and drink. For a day the two could pretend it was only the two of them in the whole world.

[continentalblue]

well here i am, back again it seems! At this point i am justvrapid firing ideas over here. Aight hear me out, what about another hector x reader (wow big shocker) where they get split up, for like, a long time, and get reunited after the events of plus et en vous. Like, big heartfelt reunion scene. Of some kind....

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Blue's note: feel free to request Tangled headcanons through my askbox! They can be character or ship hc, I don't really care. I won't do adult/nonadult ships, nsfw, or ships between family. I also won’t write for Varian and the Seven Kingdoms due to my unfamiliarity with it.

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honestly I was kinda neutral on hector but you've sold him on me lol. I love receiving your asks!! :D

In this one the reader is part of The Brotherhood and they all got split up on missions. It made more sense to me that way. Also I can't find a gif where he looks happy lmaoooooo

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Did you remember him? 

Those words danced on the tip of his tongue. Hector brushed back a braid semi-selfconsciously. There was nobody around, of course. He had made sure of that. He needed to be alone to mope, and mope he had. 

The circumstances surrounding the Dark Kingdom and the Moonstone grew more and more dire every day. 

He knew you could handle it, of course. He had never doubted your ability to handle what was thrown at you. It was one of the things he loved about you. (Though quite frankly all members of The Brotherhood could handle things, you were different. You were his). 

It was all growing to be too much. The loss of you compounded with the recent stressors in his life led him to sink to his knees on the first floor. He clutched at the moss nearby and stifled a scream within it. He just wanted you. He wanted to feel your lips on his again, he wanted to hear your laughter as he picked you up and hugged you, he wanted to look into your eyes again, he wanted he wanted he wanted一

There was no time for pity, grief, or mourning. He had work to do. He had to push his thoughts together; he could not fight while his mind was so disorganized.

Hector steeled himself and sheathed his sword. His lips curled up into a small snarl. This would not last forever. It could not last forever. He would be returned to you once more. It had to be so. 

And remember him or not, sundrop, he would make his way back to you. 

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This was taking much longer than he thought. How long had it been already? Months? Years? Eons? All he had to tide himself over were letters from you. When he wasn’t guarding the moonstone, Hector was furiously writing back to you. He told you all about the interlopers who just wouldn’t get why the Moonstone was so important and about the animals he had tamed. It was not necessarily a hard task that he was given but he enjoyed hearing your concern through your letters. If he tried hard enough, he could almost feel you kissing his cheek gently in consolation. 

It would be enough to read your letters, he supposed. For your sake and his, he would keep writing. You had your job and he had his. 

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It was over. The Moonstone, Cassandra, being possessed by said Moonstone by said handmaiden . . . it was all over. 

Hector let his sword swing loosely from his fingertips. If Adira saw him now, she would have said that this was the first public display of happiness he’d shown in years. 

“Hector?”

He spun on his heel.

There you were, his sundrop, his moonflower, his darling, his beloved . . .  !

He threw himself into your arms. There were tears, though whether they were yours or his he couldn’t tell. The sun shone onto your face and made you look vibrant and alive. 

“I missed you!” you cried. You cupped his face with your hands and chuckled with unabashed delight when he picked you up. You looked even more perfect than the last time he had seen you. 

A chuckle came from Hector. Then another. Then another until he was finally laughing with glee. There was a touch of histeria in his laughter. “My beloved, my sundrop. You don’t know how much I wanted to go find you. Kiss me now, what are you waiting for?” 

You kissed him, finally. You kissed him like he was the moon and you were the sun, like you were the sun and he was the moon, like you were two lovers separated across the cosmos for eons and eons, never reaching each other until blessedly falling into each other’s orbit. 

He pulled away to gaze into your eyes. Those were the same eyes that he remembered.

Things had changed, yes. But you? You were still his beloved. Even the scariest hurt handmaiden couldn’t tear the two of you apart.