#I am putting this in my fics I’ll never write series but I actually could see myself pushing to write this one. It’s meant to be short

[castielmacleod]

Fics I will never write: IT GETS BETTER

Set in a canon divergent season 11, It Gets Better is a short fic exploring the abusive relationship between Cas and Dean, from Cas’ perspective. Traumatised from being nearly killed by the man he loves, struggling with agoraphobia, anxiety attacks, and depression, a broken-winged angel contemplates what it is he wants so he can decide if this is working or not. Character study with themes of trauma, self-worth, unrequited love, the paralysing effects of being trapped in an abusive relationship, and healing.

[divinemare]

Hello!! I loved your fic Back to December (love the Taylor Swift reference) and it had me in tears. Is there any way you could write a Liam x reader where they meet on the day on the parapet and then become friends and it slowly turns into a friends to lovers situation? I love your writing and I can’t wait for more Fourth Wing fan fics <3

thank you so muuuuch! you’re so sweet, and thank u for your request!

sorry if this took so long, but I did my best so I hope you like it!

Snow On The Beach

FOURTH WING ONE SHOTS: Liam Mairi x reader

summary: well…need I to explain it? Snow On The Beach - Taylor Swift ft. More Lana Del Rey, duh

tw: none

“It’s gonna be ok, it’s gonna be ok, it’s gonna be ok…”

You repeated over and over again trying to calm the nerves in the erratic beats of your heart.

But was it? You were about to cross the parapet, the most fucking deranged way of welcoming students into their first year. Yet you had actively, willingly chose to be here, to do this.

“Why am I so impulsive,” you murmured under your breath, whining internally about the series of bad choices that had led you to this very moment in your life.

It had all begun with your awful, hating sisters making a passive-aggressive comment about how you couldn’t actually ever survive becoming a dragon rider, how you wouldn’t even survive crossing the parapet to begin with. They were two of the best healers with the best ranks, coming from a long family of the best healers; in the best ranks. All your family had ever done was try to brainwash you into becoming a healer, but you had never actually found the profession interesting at all, you had been obsessed with dragons since the day you learned to talk.

But you had just read about dragons, you had never actually seen one up close, only when they occasionally overflew your city, but that was it, that had been the closest you had ever gotten to a dragon in all your 20 years of life, how were you supposed to survive bonding one? Yeah, you had made a biiig mistake.

First it had been your sisters comments, then everything went downhill when your ego got bruised and offended, and that same day you sent your application to Basgiath for the Riders Quadrant.

An now you were here after your stupid, impulsive decision to shut your sisters mouths up, in the line of stupid people that were about to cross the stupid parapet.

“Hey,” someone touched your arm, but you were so focused in your prayer to the Gods you did not noticed the guy standing in front of you talking, so you jumped in surprise by his touch.

Good Gods, those were some deep blue eyes.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t meant to startle you,” his smile was just as beautiful as his eyes, and just as beautiful as his blond hair as well.

“No worries, I’m just in a perpetuate state of paranoia right now,” he laughed slightly, and you couldn’t help but smile at the deep rich sound.

“You dropped this,” he extended you something, and you looked down at his palm.

You couldn’t help but grimace at the awful necklace that stared right back at you. It had been a “gift”, supposedly.

“You can keep it, my big sister gave it to me, and I’m not entirely sure that she didn’t curse it to give me bad luck,” the guy lifted an amused eyebrow, and you sighed in defeat. “Forget it, I guess I will know if it’s cursed when I fall into my death hearing Malek’s and my diabolic sister’s laugh in my head,” but just as you were about to take the necklace from him, he snatched it back, and you stared up at him with a furrowed brow.

“Now, we don’t want that to happen, do we? I’ll keep it and clean the bad vibes off it for you until you cross the parapet safe and sound,” he put in his pocket, and you couldn’t help but look at him with confusion and amusement at the same time.

“And how do you pretend to do that, exactly?”

“With my charming good vibes, of course,” you stared at him with an eyebrow raised for a second in total silence, but then inevitably laughed out laud.

You saw the guy’s smile lighting up as you tried to cover up your laugh with your hand.

“Liam, by the way,” he extended his hand towards you again, this time with the purpose of introducing himself.

“That’s such a sweet name,” Liam arched an eyebrow with a pleased smile on his thin lips.

“Well thank you, and may I know your sweet name?” You extended your hand to him to go for a shake, and he immediately accepted it with his.

“Y/N.”

“Y/N,” he breathed when you both released each others hands, like tasting your name in his mouth.

“Next,” you both heard someone say behind Liam, and your gazes, that had been held on each other, finally turned towards the guy behind.

Liam’s face fell instantly pale, and you saw how he sucked in a breath for a split second.

You peaked over his shoulder to see the guy standing in front of Liam, and you saw, hands down, the most intimidating man you had ever seen in your life.

In the most arousing way, for some strange reason.

The guy’s face flinched just a split second as well, and you didn’t got to read the looks in their eyes before Liam gave his full name to the man and rushed away, looking back at you and winking an eye before stepping into the parapet.

The weather outside had to be fucked up today, seems like your sister had done a really good job cursing that necklace.

“Name?” The intimidatingly hot guy asked, and you took your eyes away from the blond hair of Liam to set it on the guy’s onyx eyes.

Your eyes couldn’t help but drift to the tattoo peaking out of his shirt.

“Last chance to take a step back,” the dark-haired guy, the Marked One, said.

Through your mind crossed every passive aggressive word your sisters had said, the look of disappointment in your parents eyes when you told them you would not become a Healer. And then, before you could stop your mouth or think outside your pride:

“Y/N Y/L,” you replied, sucking in a breath.

The guy nodded slightly, and the other guy beside him wrote your name on the list he was trying to protect from the rain.

“Good luck,” you saw sincerity in his harsh onyx eyes, and with one last nervous, but thankful smile, you turned around from him.

You took a deep breath, braced yourself, and stepped onto the parapet.

…

You were so close, so so close, you could already see the end of the parapet, feel it, yet the wind was making those last steps harder than the whole way.

Liam’s blonde, wet hair was the first thing you noticed, then his encouraging smile, and then his hopeful eyes.

He stood near the entrance, as if…as if waiting for you.

When you arched your brows slightly, and he deepened his smile, you confirmed it; he was waiting for you.

“You did it, seems no curse is strong enough to stop you,” when you finally stepped into safety, his words were the first thing that greeted you.

With the inicial panic, and overall fear of the parapet finally over, after you gave your name to the girl with the beautiful red hair, you were able to take him in completely. And Holy Gods, your mouth went instantly dry at how gorgeous that man was.

His intense blue eyes, his white sideways smile, his ruffled and wet blond hair, his wide, big shoulders and muscular arms, his height…Gods he was tall. And…and that rebellion relic. You hadn’t seen it before, hadn’t noticed it at the beginning of his wrist and disappearing under his sleeve.

He noticed your eyes lingering on it, and his cocky demeanor immediately changed into an uncomfortable one. You hadn’t meant to make him uncomfortable, it’s just that you had never interacted this much with Marked One, your parents had always told you Marked Ones were awful people, rude and brutal and violent and dangerous. But this guy had been the opposite to all those words they had used to describe him. It didn’t surprise you tho, that your parents had only been full of venom and no truth at all.

Then you started laughing, out of the blue. You just laughed out laud, making everyone around you turn to look at you as if you had grown another head. You may as well have, for how insane you were looking right now.

“I’m sorry,” you tried to say over your laugher. “I’m sorry, I just…I…” But you couldn’t stop laughing.

Liam raised an eyebrow in utter bafflement, but his lips slightly twitched upwards in amusement when you couldn’t help but put a hand on his chest to support your shaking body.

He laughed slightly with you then, your laughter being contagious, and both of you laughed with everyone around you starting to worry you had already lost your marbles.

“I’m sorry, it’s just…oh, my mother is going to have a heart attack,” you laughed, tears already streaming down your face. “And my sisters, good Gods, my sisters are gonna choke in their gasps!”

“Are you ok?” Liam asked with amusement, raising a blond eyebrow.

“I did it!” You beamed.

“You did,” he nodded.

“I did!”

You had survived the parapet, you had actually survived. And it felt so damned good.

“Here, I cleaned the bad vibes for you,” Liam took out your sister’s necklace and gave it to you.

You thanked him, and sighed while looking at the horrible thing.

“At least we’ll know how to recognize your body with this,” those had been your sister’s words, accompanied with faked sorrow and a quick hug.

You looked at Liam with a smile, and then turned around, walking again towards the edge of the end of the parapet and tossed the damned thing out.

“It can rot in hell, for all I care,” you said going back to Liam’s side, and sighing with deep relief.

Liam laughed, and you both made your way to where cadets were being gathered now.

Your new life started right here and right now, and you couldn’t have been more grateful than to start it with a mischievously handsome new friend.

…

“Ouch!” you complained as the healer cleaned your bloodied lip.

“Sorry,” the tiny guy apologized, and you sighed as he continued to clean one of your many wounds.

The mat had been brutal today, probably the most brutal you’ve had so far. Ivana Harlow was a ruthless, massively tall girl who had already killed two of her opponents on the mat, and today, she had almost kicked your ass back to your mother’s womb as well. Luckily for you, Liam had taught you just the right way to break someone’s leg, and even tho every inch of your body was in pain right now, at least your pride was intact.

“Where is she? Is she ok? Can you please let me see her?” A voice you had grown to know so well spoke behind the closed door of the treating room.

You tried to stand from the stretcher, but your body instantly protested in waves of intense pain that made you moan.

“Told you to stay still,” the healer warned you, and you huffed and ok.

The door flew open seconds later, and an extremely concerned looking Liam entered with panted breaths.

“Are you ok?” He sighed in partial relief when he saw you awake, and you tried to smile without a grimace to calm his worries down.

“I’m fine.”

“She’s not,” the healer answered, and you shot him a look that he ignored.

“She’s not?” Liam’s worry came back in a second.

“I am,” you said again, but he was now not paying attention to you but to the healer.

“She has a broken rib.”

“Nothing a mender can’t fix,” you tried to say to calm Liam a little, but his face had already gone pale.

“And a broken ankle.”

“Again, a mender.”

“And her stomach was one punch away from bleeding internally.”

“But it did not happen!”

“And-”

“And can you stop? Before he passes out,” you signaled Liam with your head, who looked so pale you started to worry he may replace you in this stretcher.

“I’ll leave you two,” the healer said, disposing of the bloodied cotton with which he had been cleaning the blood off your lip. “Don’t try to stand up,” he warned you with an accusatory finger, and you only nodded and murmured your thanks.

When it was only you and Liam in the treating room, you smiled at him.

“I’m fine, I am,” he sighed and rubbed his eyes, approaching you with a frown of worry in his beautiful face.

“When Ridoc went to look for me and told me Ivana had left you passed out I ran. I should’ve been there, I’m sorry,” you shook your head and went to grab his hands with yours.

“You had other things to do, besides, Ridoc’s an overly dramatic idiot, I didn’t pass out. Besides, you would’ve been proud, I broke that bitch’s leg after she broke my rib,” Liam finally laughed slightly, and you smiled at the sound.

“I am proud,” your smile turned into a slight blush, and he let go of one of your hands to take it to your cheek and softly, being extra careful not to touch the red spots that were already turning purple, rubbed sweet circles in it.

“Thank you, for what you taught me,” you said to fill that beating gap in your chest that was making it really hard to breath.

You’ve been lately feeling that way around Liam, specially since he’d been changed to the Flame Section, and you’ve stopped seeing each other as much since then. But every chance he got, he looked for you, and you were grateful he hadn’t yet forgotten about you.

But now every time you got together was even more special than the last one, every training session or glance across the dinning room or time together during class. It hadn’t been until you stoped having him next to you every time that you started noticing the effects of his absence. You missed him more than you thought you would, and you realized you probably liked him more than you thought you did.

It was complicated, he was your friend, and there were yet a lot of things he hid from you, you knew for the way he stoped himself while speaking sometimes or avoided certain topics.

“You don’t have to thank me, Y/N, you know I would do anything to…” Again, as he now usually did, he stoped himself.

“To what?”

He didn’t answer, only stared into your eyes with his deep blue ones. Every time he looked at you, you felt like you could drown in his ocean eyes and you wouldn’t mind one bit. But you couldn’t explain that, because he was your friend, and nothing else. Or at least he had never hinted he would be up to being something else at all, and you’d seen him flirt, a lot.

“Liam, to what?” You insisted a little more, and when he lowered his head, you released his hand and moved your head away from his other hand.

“To keep you safe, Y/N, I would to anything to keep you safe.”

You stared at him with an open mouth, not knowing exactly what to say, or think of his words. He looked so unlike him with his serious expression and tormented gaze, you couldn’t help but to grab his hand and squeeze it.

“I know,” you murmured in a low, much rasp voice you thought you had at the moment.

“You scared the shit out of me,” he got closer to you, drawing circles in the back of your hand with his thumb, and making your heart stupidly speed up.

“I know, I’m sorry,” he wasn’t looking up from your hands, but he got slowly closer to you until your legs instinctively parted to let him get between them.

“She could’ve killed you, she has already killed opponents,” his other hand went to cup your cheek again, and you felt how the air got trapped on your throat as his intense blue eyes met yours.

“But she didn’t.”

“You broke her leg,” he stroke your cheek delicately, and you couldn’t help but to close your eyes and lean into his sweet touch.

“I did,” you confirmed with a devilish grin, and Liam let out a shaky breath, like he was too having trouble breathing this close to you.

“Gods, Y/N, I can’t believe you’re doing this to me.”

You arched your eyebrows in confusion and pursed your lips, unable to think with clarity at all.

“What? What am I doing now?”

Then Liam backed away from you, so far that you couldn’t reach him now. Suddenly you felt too cold, too unprotected of the harsh breeze that went between you two. You were absolutely confused and out of words, his eyes now didn’t let out a single feeling for you to try to read, and before you could get words out of your already opened mouth, he spoke.

“Get some rest, the mender should be here in no time,” and just like that, he was gone.

What the actual fuck. You asked yourself as you stared at the door with an astonished expression, and a disappointed, turned-down heart.

…

You were fine now, after a week of rest, the pain had completely disappeared, and your energy was back at the top as you excitedly tied the laces of your riding boots, getting ready to finally be able to go on a ride without the ultimate danger of your pain making it way too difficult to hold on. It had been Luainthr, your dragon, who suggested you didn’t step a foot on one of his scales before you fully recover. He had been worried for you, even if he wouldn’t straightforwardly say it.

The door of your bedroom sounded with three simple knocks, and so you strapped your last dagger on your boot before you stood up from your bed and walked towards the door.

Once open, Liam’s tall frame and beautiful eyes looked down to yours, and you abstained yourself from frowning as he took a deep, nervous breath.

You hadn’t seen him since that day in the treating room, when he had you left so abruptly with a knot on your heart and head.

“Liam, what-”

“I made you this,” he didn’t even let you finish speaking when he handed you a little wood-carved necklace.

You almost gasped at the beauty of the hand made magnolia.

Your favorite flower.

“Liam, this is…” You looked up at him with stars of gratitude shining in your eyes, making him smile as well. “Beautiful, absolutely beautiful. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. To replace the cursed one, I guess,” you couldn’t help but laugh while putting on the beautiful necklace.

Magnolias symbolized endurance and perseverance, both things you had clung onto so tightly since you got here. In one of your late night talks, you had told Liam about your love for magnolias, you hadn’t thought, tho, that he remembered up till now.

“Liam…” You said with a sigh, watching as his shoulders were tense and he sucked in a breath, there was something bothering him, you saw how his blue eyes mimicked a relentless ocean and knew immediately something was up with him. “What are you doing here?”

“I’m sorry,” he said with a sigh, finally getting something he apparently really needed out of his chest. “For how I left the other day, and for not coming to visit you. I’m sorry, Y/N.”

“Why did you leave like that?” He looked away from you, only giving you more reasons to be curious. “Liam, what is it?”

“Because…” He blurted out, seeming to struggle with his words.

Watching Liam flustered like this was something you had never expected to see. He was overly confident, cocky. He flirted his way out and in of everything. He was the best cadet in your year, the best fighter, simply; the best. But here he was, at your door, all flustered and appearing to be a wreck of nerves.

“Because I had to leave you,” there was a certain pain in his eyes that made you feel a crush in your own heart.

“Why?” Your voice was more of a whisper than you anticipated.

“Because I didn’t wanted to kiss you when you were like that, and I desperately wanted to.”

The words struck late in your head, and your eyes widened as they finally did.

You saw it then, how he so desperately wanted to kiss you now too, but you hadn’t said it yet. That you wanted it just as bad.

So you grabbed him by the collar of his jacket and dragged him inside your room, closing your door with your boot before you pushed your lips to his.

His hands wrapped around your waist immediately as yours grabbed both sides of his face. And the most wild, desperate kiss you had ever given took all the rational thoughts completely out of your head.

“Fucking hell, Y/N,” he moaned in a rasp voice when you both needed some desperate air, nipping your lower lip and making you moan as well.

“Took you long enough,” your voice was just as shaky and out breath when you spoke.

Liam smiled in your mouth, and kissed you deeply again, once, twice, grabbing the back of your neck and tilting your head up, stroking gently but somewhat so possessively your jaw.

“It sure as hell did,” his low voice sent a shiver down your entire body, the sound reverberating in yours, causing heat to rush from the top of your head to the tips of your toes, curling them up, and building an insufferable pulse between your legs.

And he made sure to make up for all that time after that, bringing you to the depths of a pleasure you never thought possible before you had him worshiping every inch of your body.

[bookscandlesnbts]

2024 Things I’m Looking Forward To

This is not as easy to compile a list for as it might seem. Because while I am excited about some things, I’m still deeply annoyed that BTS is gone (until we get Jin back this year and Hobi too). I miss Jikook terribly, but in the spirit of it being a new year and of me tending to look on the positive side of things, I’m making a list really for myself of things to look forward to this year. I encourage you to make your own or let me know in the comments or DMs if any of these resonate with you 😊

1. Jikook Travel Vlog- I’d be lying if I didn’t put this as my most excited thing for the whole year. Nothing I love more than being comfy cozy on my couch with some snacks, lighting my candles, and witnessing Jikook shenanigans

2. My trip to Tokyo and Seoul with my sister this summer. Crazy that this isn’t number 1, I know, but truthfully I am nervous. I’ve never flown abroad and for such a long flight I’m nervous. Not about the plane itself but for being in such a confined space with strangers for that long is not my jam. But it will be worth it, I’m sure. I’m also pretty bad with time changes and well, 14 hours is something I can’t imagine. But I’m really excited to see all the places that I’ve been watching on my tv screen for the past 3 years.

3. All the new music content we will get from the tannies this year. I love new music in general (I participate in a group that does new music friday where we listen to new music that comes out every Friday) and getting new music from my favorites while they are away is so amazing. I love sharing that joy with people.

4. Bit of a sidetrack away from things BTS related but I’m super super excited for an actually good live action remake 🤞🏻 of my favorite series of all time at such a pivotal age (12) during my childhood. The equivalent of HP for me is Avatar the Last Airbender and from the looks of the sneak peek trailers, I think it might be worth the hype and I’m ever cautiously the optimist. I’m so excited to enter back into a world that I love so much and characters that mean so much to me. Maybe I’ll be inspired to write some crossover fics 😂

5. The return of Jin and J-Hope will definitely be a grounding experience and a source of great comfort to get real time content again from Bangtan.

6. Any other merch or little surprises or communication from our boys (especially Jimin and Jungkook around here you know the deal) I especially need all the magazine covers and content of Jimin in his natural hair color, blond. He could rule the world.

That’s all I can think of off the top of my head, but it’s enough to keep me going. Fighting! 🫰🏻

[sendpseuds]

What fueled your transition into Obikin? How does writing about our boys compare to writing Obitine (the loveliest most badass woman).

Hi!

Thank you for the ask 🖤

Now, please forgive me while I ramble.

First of all, I love Obitine. I absolutely adore the love and respect they have for each other. Their relationship is complicated and nuanced and also just so so tragic and I've adored every fic I've written for them.

When I wrote my first Obikin fic [The Resolute Theater Presents] it was a complete departure from anything I'd written before. To that point, not only had everything been Obitine, but also in-universe AND all part of the same series [Even if You Wanted to]— the same story I'd been telling every week for almost a year.

I had just finished a fic that, if I'm being honest, really fucked me up [Bound and Broken]. I love this story so much, I'm so proud of it, but FUCK did it put me in a bad place. I needed something light and unserious and this silly Broadway AU was just looping through my mind and I decided to go for it.

While writing Resolute, something — I don't know — something happened. Something changed as far as how I was thinking about the stories I could write.

Instead of always thinking about what came next in an ongoing story, and holding myself to someone else's plot points, I was thinking about entirely different worlds.

Basically, I realized I could write anything.

That's when Haunted Heart happened and it just sort of blew the doors off my brain.

I owe a lot of this change in perspective to fellow writers like @yourfavoritefridge and @palfriendpatine66 whose continued support and encouragement have pushed me to write a lot of things am deeply proud of and would never have had the courage to write without them cheering me on.

IN SUMMARY

I would say it was less of a shift from Obitine to Obikin, and more a shift from one long canon-compliant story, to… whatever the fuck I wanted to write?

That being said, let's address the Obikin of it all.

I think it has way more to do with the dynamic than any actual shipping or subtext. As I said earlier, the Obitine dynamic is based on respect. But Obikin? That's something a lot closer to obsession.

There's something about the unhinged nature of their dynamic that tickles my brain in a specific way that I can't quite explain?

​​And, I'll be honest— the popularity of the Obikin ship certainly doesn't hurt, but I think what's more important is that the community is SO supportive. There is so little pressure or expectation, with a real emphasis on writing what you want. Like I said, the kudos and comments are great, but— I can write a fic that’s basically just a rant about AI, or a weird smutty first-person dissociative thriller, or a story about Obi-Wan literally fucking himself and I know it will be met with nothing but positive energy and encouragement. That’s something that keeps me coming back to Obikin.

Clearly, I still love Satine, she's shown up in my AUs here and there and I always enjoy having her around. I really love including her as someone Obi-Wan feels safe with. A friend he knows will always shoot him straight and always be there for him.

I’m sure I’ll write more Obitine when the right idea appears in my mind, but right now, I’m just chasing stories.

x

[inknopewetrust]

Fanfiction Recommendations! As the summer comes to a close, I want to highlight some of my favorite authors and their beautiful talent with all of you.

Take a moment, read their work, and support them by commenting and reblogging—all to let them know their work matters and their contributions to their respective communities are valued and heard. Heed all warnings before consuming content, the authors and myself are not liable for the content you interact with.

Cherry Blossom Colored Kisses // @queers-gambit [Eddie Munson x Reader]

I am normally a streamlined reader. One of those who doesn’t venture into supernatural, folklore-esq fics but something spurred me to read this and all I can say is that it was perfect. There are few words beyond perfection to describe this work. It is simply phenomenal. I never wanted it to end; the writing was beautifully heartbreaking and lovely, and the emotions—God! The emotions! I have re-read this multiple times and will be reading it until the end of my days. I only wish I could be as brilliant a writer as you. Thank you for sharing your gift with us.

For you, I’ll Go into the Woods // @aniqua [Eddie Munson x Reader]

If you continue reading this rec list, you’ll also see that Aniqua is in the masterlist category too. She is simply amazing. Every work she’s ever produced has been excellent. A true, exquisite talent that I am so happy to call my mutual. Not all writers take time and care into how their readers are represented, but Aniqua shows that with impeccable kindness and strength because in the end, all we want for ourselves is to be the best version we can be—and well, she writes that. Aniqua, you are the best. Your writing transcends from the page and into our hearts. We are so lucky that you continue to write and produce work that we love. Thank you for sharing your gift with us.

My Favorite Henderson // @luvfae [Eddie Munson x Reader]

Listen, I love Henderson!Readers. I do. Plain and simple and very much a fantasy because 1. Dustin is my fav and 2. I adore Eddie. This series is fantastic. It’s long (which is an absolute plus), well written, and totally engaging with great dialogue and a really wonderful representation of Eddie as a character beyond the scope of what we know of him. I tagged the whole masterlist of the series for you to check out—you can’t stop at one, you need to read them all and stay up all night because you can’t stop reading it. Fae, thank you for sharing this with us.

Detention // @mycurrent-hyperfixation [Eddie Munson x Reader]

While I like the good ‘ol canon fic like everyone else, imagining characters outside what we’ve seen is so interesting and goddammit I love this one. First, Eddie would definitely be stuck in detention more often than not because he’s a non-conformist and that bugs teachers; second, he would absolutely fall in love with a student he wouldn’t expect to see in there. This fic is so cute and wonderfully crafted. This author knows how well to write Eddie and the kind of character he is supposed to be—which makes all the contexts that they put him in all the better to be read. Thank you for sharing this with us.

High School Sweethearts // @uselesssomebody [Eddie Munson x Reader]

This is a [ongoing] fic series that just started and I cannot wait to see where this goes. I love the dynamic–Eddie on the outskirts of society while Reader is woven within it trying to find an out. It’s got that enemies to lovers, faking dating trope that we all love and let me tell you, one ‘chapter’ in and this author has me in the palm of their hand. Their username is uselesssomebody and while I don’t know the context for it, I can tell you all (who decide to venture this far and actually read everything I wrote) that this author is far from useless and is certainly not just somebody. They’ve created conflict and empathy and the foundation for the story in a few thousand words while understanding the motivations of reader and Eddie so well. I cannot say enough, and maybe for the second time now, that I am jittery thinking about how this story will progress and I hope all of you will join me in enjoying this journey. I am simply smitten. Thank you for sharing this with us.

Night Moves // @eagerbby [Eddie Munson x Reader]

Oof did I love this. I’m a sucker for exes to lovers and the way Nicole wrote this is not only a beautiful, comprehensive story but the innate ability to be a storyteller in the most amazing sense makes this fic a perfect combination. Reader and Eddie have a realistic, palpable connection and the angst that slowly evolves into the revelations and resolution of the story is just fucking wonderful. And I don’t know at what point I begin feeling like a broken record, but there are phenomenal writers on tumblr (as well as Ao3–in particular) and being able to discover them through fandom is a great honor. They understand characters and their motivations (dare I say) better than the original authors or creators and that says something about the creativity and intellect of them. Nicole is one of those writers. You will also find her masterlist under the ‘Masterlist’ section of this fic rec list because it’s just that fantastic. Thank you for sharing your gift with us.

Spring Break // @strangermarvelss [Eddie Munson x Reader]

This fic. I want more! I want MORE! Enemies to lovers besties and goddamn does Sava do this well. I’ve read this three times because it makes me feel something and that is a testament to her writing. It’s fantastic and I love that authors are taking Eddie and adapting him into different types of scenarios. Like sure, is Eddie a golden retriever type who’s got big brown eyes and is a softy inside? Yes. BUT! Eddie could easily be irked by someone who doesn’t mesh with him in the way others have. Having Eddie in an enemies to lovers situation with a reader who is in the fruity four’s circle is just *chef’s kiss.* So, one, thank you for writing this and I, like many others, would love to see a continuation of this dynamic because you write it incredibly well. Second, thank you for sharing this with us because if it hadn’t been for you posting this, I wouldn’t have known what it felt like to love a fic so much.

Never Have I Ever // @me-gongoga [Eddie Munson x Reader]

Angsty fics that resolve with fluffy romance are bloody brilliant. They can make you feel ten different emotions if it is written well and shit, I’m here to tell you that yes, this fic is written exceptionally well. Not only do we feel every emotion and slight second hand embarrassment from the question Eddie thinks he has stumped everyone with, we also feel so profoundly rewarded by the end. UGH the satisfaction of that is amazing. As a reader who is getting older and who has been doing this *thing* for a decade, I adore when I come across stories that touch me in ways I wish I knew were possible ten years ago. So, thank you. Thank you for sharing this with us and creating feelings that are realistic and sound to the point where I kick my feet and giggle at myself. You make me feel sixteen again.

Right to the Bone // @havecourage-darling [Eddie Munson x Reader]

This fucking fic blew my nonexistent socks off. I loved it so much. Not only is it more than one part, it is incredibly written and the characters are wonderfully crafted. V, it’s not enough to simply recommend this story because I need to scream about it from the rooftops. Lovers to exes to ??? Exactly. Exactly what I’m looking for and because we are all simps for Eddie, only happy, complicated ends for this man and V gives that to us. It’s also not short. I love when fics are long so knowing that I’ll be reading it for more than a few minutes is the best, exciting feeling to have before actually jumping in. Thank you for writing this and sharing it with us. I hope those of you who take the time to read it simply adore it as much as I do.

I am a top gun girlie simp. It’s not something I will apologize for.

Bad Habit // @seasonsbloom [Jake Seresin x Reader]

There is no reasonable place on earth for me to sit and enjoy something this much. One, I love Jake. He’s exactly the guy I shouldn’t like but I do anyway and you know what? Fine. If he was real I’d hate him but I’d love to hate him… get the gist? This little series is amazing. Great writing, great use of the characters, and totally feels in canon too. All the top gun writers are great—and it’s fucking wonderfully long! I love long fics because I write long fics and to see other authors embracing the wc’s over 6 thousand words is amazing. Thank you, May, for taking the time to write this and sharing your talent with us.

Small Doses // @purelyfiction [Jake Seresin x Reader]

Again, here with another Jake fic but let’s be honest, this whole section will be Jake x Readers and so long as these fantastic writers continue to bless us with their work, it will a solely Jake list. Knockout. Not the call sign, but the code name for the fic. It’s a fucking knockout of a fanfic and I’m so happy to have come across it. It’s sexy and makes my heart do leaps because it has snark and steam and love and thrill. Hit the goddamn trifecta here, Ashley. Thank you for sharing this work with us.

Save a Jet, Ride a Pilot // @bradshaw-fanclub [Jake Seresin x Reader]

Please. The name for this fic alone should make you want to read it. There is a commonality between many Jake fics and I’m not mad about it (the “you hate him but love him at the same time” trope) and this fic… this fic does it brilliantly. I literally feel like kicking my feet from under by comforter because it’s just so fucking good. I signed my name with a heart in Hangman’s whorehouse just for this fic and I don’t regret it. Won’t apologize either. Thank you, Hayley, for sharing your talent with us.

Wine-Eyed // @whirlybirbs [James Norrington x Reader; POTC]

I used to sell myself as solely a Will Turner kind of gal but the older I got, I realized that Norrington was totally my vibe. I will die on that hill now. So, as any sane person does, I read all the fanfics I can and when a new one comes along, I read it, I love it, and birbs—listen… you knocked it out of the park. Absolutely wonderful, phenomenal, brilliant, amazing, life changing, awesome-ness. You keep this small fandom living for content alive. Thank you for sharing your work with us.

Ride or Die // @writefightandflightclub [Santiago Garcia x Reader; Triple Frontier]

I am 90% sure I’ve recommended at least one fic, if not the whole masterlist, of Luna’s before and every time I’m looking for something good, I come back to older fandoms I’ve been in and find new or past fics that I adore. Santi is a whole man of mixed emotions and complications that just make you want to say “I can fix him.” Ride or Die is that. Ride or Die is Santi at his antithesis and Reader being at the center of everything. I love it. And I highly suggest if you read this one, you’ll love all the fics that they’ve ever written because it’s not just Santi but many of Oscars other characters that are written perfectly. Thank you for continuing to write and share these wonderful stories with us.

Hot Summer Nights, Mid July // @luxurybeskar [Johnny Soprano x Reader; MSoN]

I went back through my archives to see what fics I may have forgotten to recommend in my last list and this is definitely one that I should not have looked over. Actually, probably all of Thea’s fics should be on here too. I love the Sopranos and while The Many Saints of Newark wasn’t the best film in the universe, the cast was sizzling and JB’s Johnny was certainly one of them. Thea writes him so well and self-indulgent too which is the best kind of writing tbh. If you enjoy this one, check out Thea’s other Johnny works and other writings because the catalogue is vast my friends. Thank you for sharing this with us.

Aniqua’s Main Masterlist // @aniqua

From Moon Knight to Shadow and Bone to Stranger Things, Aniqua’s writing will take you from universe to universe and leave you in love. Take the time to explore the masterlist she has created for all of her works because they are absolutely terrific.

Masterlist // @eagerbby

Everything on this masterlist is gold. It’s slowly growing with more content every week and I seriously cannot wait to see what else this author produces. Please, if you’d be so inclined, check out this author because their work is great and just like Aniqua’s work above, they’ll transport you to a little island of happiness for as long as you stay.

Masterlist // @masterofmunson

From Eddie to Peter Parker, everything is amazing. Amanda knows how to write these characters that I’m sure she could do it in her sleep, but I couldn’t pick one that I loved more than the others so I just smacked the whole masterlist on here for everyone to enjoy. Enjoy it, dear readers. They’re phenomenal and deserve all the love and support.

Um. How did we get here?

I’m a writer too, I guess… and I’d like to plug my own work—because Jesus Christ if no one else will, then I’ll do it myself! My name is Kelsey, I’m 24, and have been writing and reading fanfics for nearly a decade. Below are a couple of fics (and my masterlist) that I’m immensely proud of. It takes a lot for me to admit that I like my work—and certainly not all of it—but there are a few that I can’t help but love.

Thanks for all the support. Go check out the authors above and show them unconditional tumblr love.

Masterlist // @inknopewetrust (aka me!)

This masterlist contains every written fic I’ve ever posted on tumblr. You can find some of the work on Ao3 and different fandoms on my Wattpad.

Exile // @inknopewetrust (still me) [Darkling x Reader; Shadow and Bone]

This is a short series based in the shadow and bone world. Darkling x Fem!Reader that kind of set me on a path here on tumblr. It was the first mainstream series I’d ever done and the attention brought to it was very kind. I am very proud of this fic. I think it represents me as a writer very well and I was able to explore different themes of sensuality, romance, heartbreak, pain, and hatred, all in one.

The Hideout | It’s You and Me | Secret | Electric Music | and The Denim Vest // @inknopewetrust (oh yeah, still me) [Eddie Munson x Reader]

These are all of my Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader fics. Eddie is a comfort character. He’s the guy I would have been crushing on in high school and just like millions of other people on the planet, completely swept me off my feet. A few of these fics contain scenarios deeply personal to me—conversations I’ve had, situations I’ve been in—and to be able to therapeutically write about them through fiction has been a great pleasure. I’ll always believe Eddie to be one of my favorite characters to write for. He’s wonderfully odd—just the way we all like him.

Resolutions // @inknopewetrust (do you wanna guess?) [Marc Spector x Reader; Moon Knight]

I grew up loving Marvel. After a very traumatic experience writing for the fandom, I decided to take a step back a few years ago but I found a connection with Marc and Steven. There was an acceptance that I hadn’t been privy too, so it makes me incredibly happy to have extended my hand back into the pond. I am proud of this little series because I feel it dives into the complexities of what it means to be a partner—a loving, committed person when so much is going on. I hope that shines through for you too.

Volition // @inknopewetrust (Mhm… me) [Rafael Barba x Reader; L&O: SVU]

Rafael Barba is my favorite SVU character. Maybe that’s because I’m a Broadway girlie and RE is an absolute legend, but Barba is a whole deal by himself. I wanted to write a story aligned with canon and this is what I came up with. A complicated, dueling interest fic with a sequel that leaves lingering potential for the hypothetical future to be happy. I love Barba; he deserved better in the end.

[chaiandsage]

Hi, it's me again.

I have finally finished you fic and I am absolutely in love with it. I started reading Hermitships and Life Series ships only a few months ago and only read fluff so this was my first fic with like a heavy plot and angst and what not, so I am so glad I found it. It was absolutely heart breaking and heart wrenching.

The whole plot was amazing. It was something I have never read at any point in my years of reading fanfiction. I loved the way you interpreted The Life Series and put your own little twist into them. I would have never came up with the idea of them cheating on each other in Double Life, so I am really glad you did. I didn't even know I needed this before reading the fic.

Also, the smut?! I have never read so much passion and love in one smut scene, and I have read a lot of smut, like a lot lot! The way it made me feel was something I did not know I can feel! I loved it so freaking much!!! Please never change!

The only thing I wished was in the fic, was Tango proposing to the both of them and then their wedding. When Jimmy found the rings I nearly screamed and/or cried. It was so cute. *giggling and kicking my feet while writing this*

Is it possible for you to make a little sequal just with their wedding and everything that belongs to it? You don't need to, I mean it is your fic and you can do what you want. I'm just saying that it would be absolutely perfect.

I hope you never run out of ideas to fulfill your passion!!

- Lynnea

Oh my goodness THANK YOU!!

The idea for the whole fic was something I’d been sitting on for a while. Like I was already so into the concept of the Life series members losing their memories with each season. But then I also had my own headcannon that they’d get them back and be sent back to their home-servers once the games were finished. And that alone got me thinking how much fun it would be to come up with a story where such events caused Jimmy to fall for the two people he gets shipped the most with unknowingly and how the three of them might have to navigate that situation once Double Life ended. But THEN I thought—what if it wasn’t the Watchers, or a curse, or some magical nonsense that put them in those games and made them lose their memories—what if it was all their OWN doing? And the only real enemy ended up being their lack of foresight? And not only that—but what if we applied that situation to not just flower ranchers, but every major ship that developed throughout each of the different series? What then??? And oh man, did that get me thinking about this nonstop…

What I’m trying to say is that this concept meant so much to me and you cannot imagine how relieved I am that all the ideas and the plot I had for this fic wasn’t just me rambling my crazy thoughts into the void, but that it actually ended up being something comprehensible that so many people (I still cannot believe it got this popular) ALSO found fun, and interesting, and were just as excited about the story as I was. Really, I’m just so happy you liked all of it. Thank you Lynnea

The thought of writing a flower ranchers wedding has never really occurred to me, but if I ever did, I think I’d just end up writing it in such a way that it could be interpreted as either a sequel to Trust Life or a stand-alone since my intention when writing the end of the fic was that it would be somewhat open to whatever future possibilities the reader would like. I’m not sure if I ever want to advance the story past the point it ended on (though that’s not to say I won’t still write fics based on events that happened between the beginning and end), but something like that wouldn’t be too far out of possibility. Still though, there are plenty of other things I hoped to get around to writing once Trust Life was over, so odds are, I’m going to focus on those instead. But if you ever feel like writing a flower ranchers wedding yourself one day, whether inspired by Trust Life or not—let me know, and you can guarantee I’ll be one of the first people to comment ;)

[melodygatesauthor]

The Blue Pill is Postponed :(

Hello everyone!

It’s with a VERY heavy heart that I need to postpone the release of The Blue Pill for a while. I have never announced a fic that I didn’t release on time, and I can’t tell you how disappointed I am to have to put it aside for now. (Details below the cut)

When I first planned out TBP, my schedule was a lot different, and I had a lot more time on my hands. Right now I’m pushing 60 hours a week at work and finding it insanely difficult to keep up with my personal life (family, housework, time with my dog e.t.c.) never mind my favorite hobby, writing.

That being said, I have really struggled to get my outline and plans ready for this fic, let alone actually sitting down to write it out. I wrote the first chapter, and I was really unhappy with it because my heart wasn’t in it and that’s now how I want to approach it.

I think at this moment in time, A Bit Dodgy is the only chaptered longfic I can handle. My heart and soul is really into working on some of my smaller side projects (one-shots and mini-series), and the requests that some of you have submitted. (this includes more Blue content, he's still making me scream inside)

I really learned a lesson with this, and I’m sorry for getting anyone’s hopes up only to not follow through. It was really hard for me to come to this conclusion. As I go forward, I’ll only be announcing things as they are underway (meaning I have them planned out and have been actively working on them) so that I can avoid doing this in the future. My eyes were bigger than my stomach on this one and I took more food than I could manage to eat.

You’re all so wonderful, and I’m sorry if anyone is disappointed, I’m disappointed too.

TBP is still going to happen, I just can’t promise you when. I’m very excited for it, but I need some more time, and I don’t want to keep stringing you all along. Thank you for understanding!

When I DO get around to it, I'll make sure to tag anyone on the taglist below. Thanks again!

@y0urvalent1ne, @my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction, @my-secret-shame, @ninebluehearts, @steven-grants-world, @gay4magneto, @midgardian-witch, @loki-hargreeves, @kittyofalltrades, @welcometostayingawake, @360iris, @thatmomwitchfriend, @abbessolute, @campingwiththecharmings, @romanarose, @grumpyahjumma, @moonknightly, @pimosworld, @purplefancybitch, @in-between-the-cafes, @saraicus, @blue-jones-simp, @caloetta, @flordelalunas, @hausofwhores, @the-queen-of-fools, @lunar-ghoulie, @justmaragudytha

[creative-caramel-coffee]

Hey! About your Bear series with the nonverbal tags, from what I know (as a diagnosed autistic person) you can go nonverbal, and be verbal other times, I do it a lot when I’m tired, burnt out or overwhelmed, and personally I loved the representation in the series and felt seen by it, some people are nonverbal all of the time, so a better tag might be “semi verbalism” or something and if you don’t want to put the word nonverbal in the fic itself you could say “do you not want to talk right now?” But personally I see no problem with what you have done, and would like to add that I absaloutely love the bear series, and really hope you do continue it because I think it’s the first ever series I’ve actually loved, and your writing is amazing! hope some of this helps :)

Aww thank you so much. I really needed to hear this and it means a lot to me. Its good to know i wasn’t spreading misinformation (i was worried for a bit). I am also a diagnosed neurodivergant (ADHD tho) and sometimes go quiet when I’m overwhelmed but never really known what to call it (im trying to portray similar things in the fic as i dont see neurodivergance getting much representation in fics). Thank you for your support and im glad to hear you like the fic :) i will be continuing it based off what people have been saying in my inbox and i’ll be posting the next chapter soon (hopefully i suck at posting in any sort of routine). I hope you have a good day anon thank you for your kind words.

[kakairu-shrine]

Fourth Year Anniversary!

Today is my fourth anniversary as a KakaIru creator! Normally, I share a bunch of statistics; but this time, I’d like to reflect on the past year, and some of the things I have planned for the future, instead.

Firstly, I don’t think I have created as much this year as the other years, as a lot has happened irl; and a good chunk of my writing time was taken away because I just got so overwhelmed with life, and I found it hard to think.

It’s sad, because I absolutely love writing, and have so many ideas that I want to get out there; but I just couldn’t manage it as much as I wanted to.

I am proud to say, though, that I managed to write 25 fics, with a total word count of 121 926 words (having calculated that just now, I’m actually impressed I wrote so much – I wasn’t really expecting to reach over 100k!)!

Out of all of the new fics, I think my favourite one is my WIP, Linked (CW: NSFW & some dark chapters), which is the fic I wanted to write to celebrate reaching a milestone of 100 fics on ao3, where I got people to tell me what they wanted me to write.

You guys gave me so many suggestions with characters and tropes that you liked; and I was excited to challenge myself by including all of the tied number one votes, rather than choosing just one/ doing a revote.

Sadly, I haven’t finished it yet, and have only done 19/28 chapters (approx. 45.4k words); but that brings me to my future plans.

I really love the story so far, of Kakashi and Iruka being handcuffed together and having to figure out how to free themselves, as well as everything else I have planned for it; and I am going to pick up on it again, and aim to have it complete before my next anniversary (but hopefully even earlier!).

I also want to finish another WIP I suddenly stopped after 14/23 chapters (approx. 19.8k words), The Rift (CW: Dark), which I started in the first KakaIru Maze Challenge I ran, Into The Ancient World. I had gotten the prompt ‘Afterlife’; and started a story about Kakashi dying, and trying to find his way back home, while Iruka stays by his side at the hospital.

It’s an idea I’ve had since I was a kid, but I could never settle on the characters I wanted, and had never finished any stories at the time, so it was just something I daydreamed about; but I have grown as a writer since then, and want to finally turn the dream into a reality, and share it with everyone!

There is one more main project that I’ll be working on this year, too; but it is massive, and I can’t say when I’ll finish it. It’s like a choose-your-own-adventure, combined with an otome game; and Iruka, who will be the main character, can end up with one of four ships, depending on the choices he makes throughout the story 👀

I have planned it out entirely, and just need to finish writing it out; but with the amount of options I’ve added throughout the fic (over 100, if I remember correctly), there is going to be a lot of writing to do (I’d say at least 80k words), so, as much as I want to finish & share it, I probably won’t be able to do that this year. But it is something I’m very excited about!

Those are the main things I want to focus on, but I will more than likely write other fics when I get inspired, and/or add to some of my series; especially Family Adventures, which is my dad kakairu series featuring Kaito, their genius son, and In A Land Far, Far Away, my Star Wars AU where Kakashi gives refugees Iruka & Naruto the life they deserve ❤️

That’s all for now. Thank you guys for all your support so far! I really appreciate all the kudos, likes, and reblogs; and every single comment I get really puts a smile on my face, and makes my day ❤️💕

I look forward to spending another year with you!

[ijwrff]

Maybe a Yandere Head engineer Mark x Captain reader?

I looked in your master list and saw no engineer Mark I hope it okay if I ask for one. 

Soooo I made the ending a choice. I'm not saying I'll continue this, I'm just trying to mirror the choose-your-own adventure aspect that the original series involved. (Also I am such a fake fan but I haven't finished all of ISWM so this may be really ooc but I did my best. I had motivation to write this and I promise I will finish it soon and maybe write more ISWM fics <3)

Tw; violence mentioned but never described.

Word Count: 1,042

He was your right hand man. You trusted him. Somehow…after everything he did…you still trust him. 

Thinking back, it started about a month ago. When you told Mark you had a crush on one of the other engineers. They were friends. 

At the time…Mark seemed…happy for you. He smiled and patted your shoulder, saying “They’re a good choice! Really responsible too!” And that was that. 

Or so you thought. 

After that talk with Mark, he seemed troubled. You sat him down at the dining table on the ship, and asked him what was wrong. 

“Well…Captain there’s just a problem I’m dealing with.” He looked away from you, but back soon after, “I don’t know how to deal with it. I know one answer, but it doesn’t seem right.” 

You frowned, could he be more vague? “Mark, I know you’ll do the right thing. Whatever this problem is, there’s always a way to solve it.” 

This seemed to appease him, and you both left it at that. 

The following week, you had heard from your crush how Mark had been acting strangely. You had been spending a lot of time with your crush, and you felt bad. Mark was your friend, you put your feelings for your crush ahead of Mark.

You approached Mark once again, and he looked much happier. 

“Mark…is everything…okay…?” You didn’t know how to phrase it, but he simply smiled in reply. 

“Everything is actually going great! Well…not right now. But it will be.” That response left you confused at best. 

“That’s…good?” More of a question, but he wasn’t elaborating. “What happened to put you in such a good mood?” You were going to try and push, to make sure he knew you cared. If you dropped it, you’d think he’d hold resentment for you. 

That would never be the case…but you didn’t know that. 

He nodded and scooted closer to you. “I found the solution to my problem but…it’s difficult to do.” He turned away from you, seemingly lost in thought before turning back to you, “But I’ll do it! It needs to be done.” 

“That’s great Mark! Sometimes…the best decisions are the hardest to make.” 

God…thinking back on those words…this is all your fault isn’t it?

The next time you saw him, his eyes were glazed over, and he seemed lost. 

You approached him, and waved your hand in front of his face. “Hellooo? Earth to Mark?” You said before taking it back, “Actually. It’s probably space to Mark huh?” The joke was meant to make him laugh, but it barely made him smile. 

He took a deep breath, and said “Can we talk somewhere? Alone?” It confused you, but again…you trusted him. So you went to his room, the one he shared with your crush. 

You didn’t notice it, or at least didn’t make heavy note of it, but he seemed upset seeing his roommate’s belongings. 

“Captain…I think I solved the problem.” 

You tilted your head, “Isn’t that a good thing? Don’t you feel better?” You didn’t understand why he would be so upset if he fixed the problem. He still never told you what that problem was. 

Another heavy sigh from him, and he looked in your eyes with some unknown emotion, “It was hard to fix the problem. But I did it.” And he gave you the most genuine smile you’d seen from him in days. 

“CAPTAIN! CAPTAIN!” A voice called from the hall. 

You briefly heard Mark mumble “already?” But you didn’t register it. After all, the voice outside made it sound like it was an emergency. 

You jumped up and left the room, “Here!” And one of your companions in space was running back to you, white as a ghost. 

He called back for help, and several other crew members were approaching you…all with the guns given to them at the beginning of your journey. 

“CAPTAIN! WATCH OUT!” He called and shoved you out of the way. 

“What is the meaning of this?” You asked, on edge from all the yelling. Not to mention that sinking feeling in your gut since you heard the screaming. 

He shoved you out of the way, and pointed the gun towards Mark. 

“WOAH!” You stepped between them. “What are you doing? What did Mark do?” The sentence made your blood run cold. “What…what did Mark do?” Your tone becoming shaky. 

“He killed…” And he said your crush’s name. 

Mark…no…not little engineer Mark. He wouldn’t do that. He was your best friend on this ship. 

You turned to Mark, “Mark…tell me you didn’t do it.” It was all you could think to say at the moment. 

The man in question gave you a smile, one that chilled you to the bone. “I did do it. I told you. I solved my problem.” 

Your crush was his problem? And he had to solve it by KILLING them? No…this couldn’t be happening. 

The other crew members went into Mark’s room, and went to put cuffs around his wrists. To everyone’s surprise, he jumped up, with his own gun, and shot one, then two, then three of your crew. 

“MARK STOP!” You screamed, and he seemed to hesitate a moment, which was enough time for the crew to unarm him. 

“But Captain! I love you! We can be together now, the problem is gone!” He cried, looking like a lunatic. His smile didn’t match the blood now splattered on his clothes. 

So here you were…sitting outside of his cell on your ship. He would be turned in at the next stop, and you would never see him again. 

“Captain…don’t let them take me away, I don’t want to leave you!” He put his hands on the bars and was crying openly. “I did this for us! Please don’t let them take you!” 

You sat in silence, occasionally looking up to Mark as he sobbed. 

A gun given to you at the start of your journey was in your hands. You pointed it at Mark, and he whimpered “Captain?” 

You sighed, this was a big decision to make, a crew member came in and you pointed it at him. He stepped back, looking shocked. 

You pointed the gun between Mark and your other crew member. 

What choice will you make now?

[starfishes-and-watercolors]

Hey! It’s CureDeity (sorry tumblr makes me ask from my main). I am here, in your inbox today, to rattle my little empty coin can and ask you to list some of your favorite beyblade fanfics! I’m going around asking a lot of people this, so feel free to ignore it if you want, but I thought this might be a good way for people to shout out some of the fanfic they really enjoy! Btw, if you can, I thought it would be helpful to list which site this fic was on so others could find it easier if they wanted to. Also, if you’ve written any fic (or have fic ideas, as we all know, imagining the same scene over and over again is the bread and butter of a writer), please also take this chance to have a massive, amazing ego and tell us which of your fics you're most proud of/is your favorite/etc.

Favorite MFB fics:

Boy was this not an easy question to answer. I’ve been in this fandom for a very long time, so I’ve read many MANY fanfics! In fact! The MFB fandom was my first fandom ever, it’s how I discovered fanfiction at age 13! Another funfact: many MANY fanfics I loved were deleted many years ago. So, I will go with what’s left!

Choosing my favorite fics was a toughie but I did my best to compile them in this answer! (I put links in all the titles, so you just click on them if you want to check them out!)

Life at the WBBA: Written by my lovely long time friend Liv aka Ollie! This fanfic is pretty much a lot of one-shots about the legendary bladers living at the WBBA, this fic eventually inspired my Adoption AU! So…If you want to see the OG, read this!

Almost Got 'Im: Also written by my beloved friend! Based on the iconic episode of Batman the Animated Series, the villains of the show reunite for a poker night while discussing how they almost beat Gingka. Spoilers: None of them did.

How to Make a Successful Match in Only Three Phases: This fanfic is something the lovely Liv actually wrote for me back in the day! As many of you know, I actually came up with the Yuki/Motti ship, and I’ll be honest, I thought I would get kicked out by the fandom. But instead Liv reached out to me and told me they had been inspired to write this thanks to one of my fics! This story is Benkei being a matchmaker, need I say more??

A Season Of Festivities: Now we go to another absolute legend! JuniperGentle aka Pippin! Their fanfics were always an absolute delight and this one is one of the most heartwarming ones! An anthology of MFB characters celebrating their winters holidays! Your fav character probably has a chapter, so give it a try!

Phosphorus: THIS FIC OMG! Okay, so, it’s still unfinished BUT GOSH IS IT GOOD! It’s an AU where Tithi is the one that follows Ryuuga around instead of Kenta!

Kenta's Imagination: This is one of the first fanfics in English I’ve ever read, and frankly, the concept of Kenta playing pretend is timeless!

 Underappreciated: Ever since the old fanfic days, Madoka would get the short end of the stick thanks to weirdos writing hate fics about her like there was no tomorrow. HOWEVER, there were a few good writers that wrote nice fics featuring her. I think this is my favorite, it’s simple, adorable, and it explores her character nicely!

Yu and Kenta's Scavenger Hunt: Literally what the title suggests! The sillies in a scavenger hunt!

The Best Nickname: Hands down THE BEST old fanfic that explores Yu’s and Tsubasa’s friendship. Tsubasa ponders about why he is the only one Yu never gave a nickname to! But little did he know, he has one. Yu is just secretive about it.

What Makes Her Different: Okay, so this one is a bit personal. This was the very first fanfic in English I read by myself without google translator. I was still struggling learning the language, but I loved the few things I understood about this fic, so I would read it over and over until I managed to fully understand it! It’s an abandoned fanfic (the writer had an incident with their old computer and could never finish it). It’s about Madoka suddenly getting sick and her friends taking care of her because she always looks out for them. It might be incomplete but it’s sweet!

As I was writing this list, I realized that most of the fics I like from AO3 are already on your fanfic list, so I decided to not add them. I hope you like this little list of recommendations!

To answer you another question, it is very hard to choose because I love most of the fics I’ve written.

However…I think I would have to go with five fanfics:

The Backdoor: I cannot express how much fun I had writing this. I loved coming up with the bits of Beyblade history, including details from Zero G, and having Yuki and Motti go through this little adventure! I am also pretty sure this was one of the first fics I wrote after I got back into the MFB fandom after many years. Thanks to a silly series of events on Tumblr, I met a lot of wonderful people in the fandom that I’m glad to have in my life!

So a Few Villain Kids Walk Into a Youth Group and...:

Writing this was such a challenge, but I am so happy I managed to finish it! I been having a lot of headcannons about the cult of Nemesis for a long time and this fic is just the tip of the iceberg! I loved writing Johannes dealing with group therapy and having to face the fact that he has friends.

 They Are My Boys:

When I wrote this fic I was a bit scared of sharing this AU with the world. But the fact that it was received so warmly just encouraged me to keep writing!

I'm Not Nice!:

So…Writing this one was a surprise even for me because I have a confession to make…I can’t stand Kyoya. But something about writing a fanfic with everyone dunking on him and his bad boy persona was so fun!

And finally…

The Drawbacks of Being Raised in an Isolated Temple:

So, writing this fic took me a lot of work because I had to talk to a lot of people about some questions I had to make this fic work, and the amazing support I got from those friends made me realize how much I love to write friendship and found family. I loved writing the friendships and dynamics in this fanfic and then the reception was so overwhelmingly positive, I was ecstatic!

There is another reason why this fic means a lot to me, it’s a bit personal but let’s just say that it brought something back to my life and I couldn’t be more thankful!

Thank you so much for this ask! I hope my answer was satisfying!

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Bad Reputation | Part 2 - Jenneel x OFC Mini Series

Summary: When Yaz starts as a freshman at the same college that her older twin step-siblings –Danneel and Jensen– are attending, she quickly takes advantage of all the benefits that living away from home offers; chiefly, that she can now sleep with as many alphas as she wants, and her family can’t do anything to stop her. But when the twins’ friend, Jared, reveals that he fucked their step-sister and she’s starting to develop a bit of a reputation on campus, Jensen and Danneel decide it’s time they teach Yaz a lesson.

Pairing: Alpha!Danneel x Alpha!Jensen || Alpha!Danneel x Omega!Yaz x Alpha!Jensen Rating: 18+ Warnings: Sibling Incest / Non-consensual Step-Sibling Incest Tags: Alpha!Danneel, Alpha!Jensen, Danneel and Jensen are twins, Alpha!Jared, Omega!Yaz, Dark!Danneel, Dark!Jensen, catfishing, manipulation, sexting, incestuous awakenings, mutual masturbation, orgasms, orgasm denial Word Count: 4.5k Bingo Squares: @spnabobingo - Possessive Alpha | @supernatural-jackles TMASB - Jensen Ackles | @anyfandomdarkbingo - Incest

A/N: This fic is a personalised commission for @unfortunate-brat! If you’d like me to write you something to make all your dirty fantasies come true – send me a message!

Mini Series Masterlist

Yaz heard her phone chime in her backpack and dug into the front pocket to pull it out. Her face immediately split into a wide smile when she saw the UMatch notification. She’s been texting a new alpha via the app recently, and he was unbelievably hot. Well, his body was at least, they hadn’t swapped face pics or arranged a time to meet up yet. Yaz had a good feeling about this one though, and with her heat coming up, she was really hoping she could convince him to bunk down with her for it. 

AlphaDJ: Hey baby girl, whatcha doin?

‘Baby girl’ probably would have been presumptuous in any other situation, it wasn’t something you usually called a sexting buddy you’d only been talking to for a couple weeks but Yaz loved it. The nickname made her insides go all gooey every time she read it. In her head, DJ had a soft, gravely voice but she didn’t know for sure, because he never spoke on any of the videos they’d exchanged. 

His message was casual, something that could very easily just be an opening for a regular chat, but that wasn’t Yaz’s M.O. and DJ knew it. Looking around the dining table she was sitting at with her friends, Yaz quickly typed out a reply and put her phone in her lap, expecting DJ to text back quickly. 

OmegaBB: Just at dinner with friends, wbu?

There was barely a wait before DJ’s response came through. 

AlphaDJ: Touchin my dick lookin at those videos you sent last week

Yaz felt her cheeks flush hotly when she read the message, quickly checking that none of her friends were paying attention before she allowed herself a small giggle of excitement, trying to think of something sexy to say in response. But before she could reply, another message from DJ popped up. 

AlphaDJ: Think you could give me some new inspiration? 

A surge of arousal shot through her core as Yaz contemplated how she could play this. Normally, she’d want to be a brat about it, tease him and make DJ work for it a little, but to be honest she was pretty horny herself, and the idea of going back to her dorm and throwing on some cute lingerie to touch herself in sounded pretty great. 

OmegaBB: Sure thing 😉 as soon as I’m done here I’ll head back to my dorm 

OmegaBB: I got myself a little present last weekend that I think you might like 😏

AlphaDJ: No. Now. 

OmegaBB: Wow bossy much?

AlphaDJ: Well, I am the alpha here. Don’t you want to make your alpha happy baby girl?

A wave of conflicting emotions shot through Yaz as she read DJ’s message. His presumptuousness made her want to refuse everything he was asking for and play the cocktease, but the omega inside her was mewling, wanting to bend to the alpha’s will. She was annoyed at herself for actually finding his cocky, entitled attitude to be a turn on, but she couldn’t deny that she was attracted to someone who was confident taking control.

Her phone chimed again as she considered her options. 

AlphaDJ: C’mon baby girl, I don’t like to be kept waiting 

AlphaDJ: Look how hard this cock is for you already

Yaz practically whimpered when she opened the picture DJ had sent. His cock was lying against his stomach, hard as a rock, and leaking precum from the dark red tip, which was pooling enticingly on his incredibly defined abs. Feeling a stab of bravery, she pushed down the parts of herself that were longing to submit and shot back a bratty reply instead. 

OmegaBB: Wow, that looks a little painful, you should get someone to help you out with that

While Yaz waited for DJ’s answer, her whole body singing in trepidation, she began to finish her dinner more quickly. 

“Hot date?” Shelly asked with a smirk when she noticed Yaz’s sudden determination to inhale her meal. 

“...Maybe,” Yaz answered slyly, her eyes twinkling in excitement behind her glasses, and Shelly grinned a little morosely. 

“Just leave some decent alphas on campus for the rest of us, okay? At this rate every decent knot in the school has been in your bed.” 

“Hey!” Yaz acted scandalised but really, she knew it was true. She had been industrious this year, to say the least. The rest of her protest was interrupted when her phone chimed again and she immediately cut herself off to see what DJ had said to her last retort. 

AlphaDJ: Image attached

Flushed with excitement, Yaz opened the picture immediately and felt her heart drop down to her stomach. The image was a pile of restraints – ropes, leather cuffs, collar, chains – all piled high on a messily made bed, like he’d just gotten up and dumped the toys onto the covers in his place. He had them stashed some place with very easy access; Yaz shivered at the thought. 

AlphaDJ: I thought you were a good girl, but if you’re gonna be a brat, this is what you’ve got waiting for you when we meet up

OmegaBB: Is that supposed to be a threat? 

AlphaDJ: Ooh, I knew you were a slut, but are you a kinky little slut too?

AlphaDJ: You like the idea of me cuffing you to my bed and knotting you through your next heat?

Yaz’s breath caught in her chest as she read the messages, the remainder of her food entirely forgotten. Her blood was singing in arousal, and she could feel her slick beginning to gather in her panties, making her squirm. As if he could read her thoughts, another message from the alpha popped up at that instant. 

AlphaDJ: Bet you’re soaking your panties just thinking about it, aren’t you baby girl?

Yaz groaned under her breath, feeling herself clench as she typed back. 

OmegaBB: So what if I am? 

She had DJ’s reply barely a second later. 

AlphaDJ: Show me

Yaz’s cheeks flamed bright red when she read the instruction, and ridiculously, she found herself considering how to obey without getting caught. 

AlphaDJ: Now baby girl, show your alpha how wet you are for him 

“She’s never gonna do it,” Jensen smirked over Danneel’s shoulder as she sent Yaz another message. 

“She shouldn’t,” Danneel agreed, her mouth set in a hard line. “But we need to see just how far she’s willing to go. If she’s out there sending pussy pics to random guys in public, then she’s even worse than I thought,” the girl scoffed, thoroughly unimpressed. 

“Well you’re not leaving her much of a choice there, Dee,” Jensen pointed out, bouncing on the end of his bed idly. “You’re being pretty demanding.” 

“Oh please,” Dee brushed off her brother’s criticism. “This is nothing. Plus she can always say no. She’s enough of a brat to stand up to alphas when she wants to, but clearly she wants to be the big slut on campus, so,” she shrugged, then swivelled her gaze back to her phone when the message notification chimed. 

OmegaBB: Image Attached

Danneel brandished the phone at Jensen smugly. 

“Told you so,” she quipped with a teasing smile, and Jensen kicked the chair she was sitting in in chagrin, so it began spinning lazily beneath his sister – twirling and showing her off as if she were on some rotating pedestal. 

“What’d she send?” he asked, trying to keep his voice only mildly curious so Dee wouldn’t think he was a total perv. Danneel was shaking her head as she looked at the image on her phone, as if she was disappointed in the response they’d gotten from their baby sister. 

“Hardly gonna get herself laid sending shit like that,” Dee scoffed, flashing the phone in Jensen’s direction. 

The image was dim, obviously taken in low light, probably beneath the dining hall table since she’d said she was still at dinner. Yaz was wearing a skirt – typical slut attire, Jensen thought inwardly – and her knees were spread so you could see a small peek of the black silky panties she was wearing. The soft flesh of her thighs curved enticingly where her legs rested on the bench she was sitting on, and Jensen swallowed a little harder than he’d intended as he stared at the bare expanse of skin leading up to his step sister’s most private places. Sure, he’d already seen her pussy, and it was a good one, but there was something incredibly erotic about the photos that only teased or hinted at something more. And the idea that she’d taken this in a room full of other people, sitting at a table surrounded by her friends, that had Jensen’s cock twitching in his jeans. 

“Uhm,” he cleared his throat embarrassedly when Danneel raised a quizzical brow at his silence. “I don’t know, that’s definitely risky.” He hoped his sister hadn’t noticed how scratchy his voice had suddenly become in the face of his arousal, but he knew he was wishing in vain. 

“Oh my god, you’re actually getting horny from this!?” Dee stared at his, aghast, before she broke into a fit of giggles. “God, boys are so easy to get to,” she taunted. 

“Shuddup,” Jensen grunted, sitting back further on his bed so he was leaning against the wall, drawing his knees up to his chest to hide any visual evidence of his current train of thought. “You can’t tell me lookin’ at pictures of omegas spreadin’ their legs when you tell ‘em to doesn’t get you goin’,” he accused with a stern look in her direction, but Dee just smirked. 

“I’m a little more discerning, thank you very much,” she quipped, but any further discussion of the issue was halted when Danneel’s phone buzzed again with a second message. 

OmegaBB: Image Attached

“Holy shit,” Dee swore when she opened it, and Jensen immediately scrambled to the edge of the bed to look over her shoulder again. 

“Fuck,” he almost whimpered as he looked at the photo Yaz had just sent as a follow up to her first – though he would never admit to whimpering, he was an alpha for godssake. 

The new photo still had the girl’s bare thighs and black panties in view, but now they were fuzzy images in the background of the main event. The lighting was still dim, Yaz apparently hadn’t thought it was worth it to risk using the flash, but she’d edited the photo this time to brighten it up a bit, oh god, Jensen was glad she had. Two of her fingers were held out, pressed together tightly, and glinting with trails of slick lacing back and forth over her skin. Jensen felt his dick instantly start to fill as he raked his eyes over every inch of the new photo. 

Danneel shifted in the swivel chair, the movement distracting Jensen from their baby sister’s slutty little fingers for a moment, and he noticed a tent in his twin’s sweatpants. He smirked triumphantly. 

“Discerning, huh?” he sniggered, and Dee jumped, her trance broken by Jensen’s comment, and she scowled up at him when her brain caught up with his taunt. “You’re just as hard up as me right now, don’t even try to deny it,” Jensen grunted, dropping himself back on his bed and blatantly readjusting himself in his pants, trying to make himself more comfortable. Danneel went back to staring at her phone screen. 

“Are you gonna answer that? Or are we just ghosting our baby sister now?” Jensen asked after a minute of silence with no movement on the part of his twin. She shook herself and immediately set about typing, showing Jensen after she’d sent it. 

AlphaDJ: Fucking hell baby girl, you really are a slut. You stuck your fingers up your pussy in front of all those people, just to please me? 

OmegaBB: Do I get a reward now? 

AlphaDJ: Rub your thighs together, feel how wet you are for your alpha. Clench that pussy and feel how empty it is. I want you desperate for me

OmegaBB: Fuck I am desperate, please

AlphaDJ: Please what? 

OmegaBB: I don’t know OmegaBB: Anything

AlphaDJ: Have you left dinner yet? You need to be somewhere you can touch yourself properly

OmegaBB: I’m heading back to my dorm right now

Danneel showed the string of texts to Jensen once again, and he couldn’t help reaching down to palm himself over his pants, desperate for a little relief from the aching pressure of his hard-on.  

“You gonna jerk off along with her?” Dee scoffed, eyeing Jensen’s crotch, and the condescension in her tone really set his teeth on edge. He didn’t know what exactly prompted him to say it, maybe he was just trying to shock his twin, or knock her down a peg. He just had the urge to challenge her, the alpha instincts in his blood bubbling to the surface in his heightened state of arousal. 

“Why not?” Jensen shrugged, aiming for nonchalance but probably winding up somewhere closer to frustration. “It’s her fault I’m hard in the first place, may as well let her gimme a hand with it.” 

Danneel blinked at Jensen, her warm brown eyes wide with surprise, but their irises were slowly being eclipsed by the hungry black of her pupils. 

This hadn’t been part of the plan. All Danneel had suggested they do was catfish Yaz for a little while, convince her to meet up, and then leave her humiliated, high, and dry when she turned up and was only met with her older step-siblings rather than a horny alpha ready to fuck her through her heat. She needed to be taught that whoring herself out around their campus on the university dating app was stupid, and pathetic. The twins physically getting off on it was never part of the plan, but right now Jensen was hard, and Danneel still was too from the look of her sweatpants, and he figured why the fuck not? 

It might be even more humiliating for Yaz to find out that Jensen had used her as spank bank material. That could really hammer home the point that she was just a stupid slut for allowing something like this to even happen in the first place. She would really learn to be more careful. 

“Gimme the phone,” Jensen stuck out his hand and Danneel handed it over, a look of intrigue on her face.  

AlphaDJ: Where are you?

OmegaBB: Just a couple more minutes from the dorm

AlphaDJ: I’ve waited long enough for you omega, find the nearest alley or bush or something 

OmegaBB: Excuse me??

AlphaDJ: Well you don’t have to hide if you don’t want to, feel free to stuff your fingers in your cunt in the middle of the quad and send me a video from there AlphaDJ: But I want a video of you fucking yourself in the next thirty seconds or you aren’t gonna like the punishment

Jensen looked at his watch, eyes following the second hand as it ticked slowly around the face, counting down the thirty second time limit he’d given Yaz. As he waited, he used his free hand to unbutton his pants and quickly shove them down his legs so they bunched around his knees, giving him enough room to spread his thighs and get his hand down his boxers. He groaned indulgently when he finally felt the skin on skin contact of his hand around his cock, massaging the aching extremity firmly in his grasp. Thirty seconds ticked by on his watch and he grinned maliciously at the phone. 

“Oh baby girl, you’re in trouble now,” he groaned, stroking himself more eagerly as he typed out an admonishment. “You’re not gonna like what you’ve got coming your way.” 

“What isn’t she gonna like?” Danneel asked from her chair, and Jensen noted with a small surge of self satisfaction that she sounded a touch more breathless than she had a moment ago. 

“If you want to keep reading, come over here,” Jensen jerked his head to indicate the empty patch of bed beside him. “I’m not gonna keep passing you the damn phone when I’m in the middle of somethin’.” 

Danneel looked hesitant for just a moment, but then she took a breath and left the chair, dropping herself down on the twin bed next to Jensen and leaning back against the wall in mimicry. Jensen watched, incredibly smug, as Dee’s eyes widened obviously as she read his last few messages to Yaz. 

“Now who’s pushing it?” she smirked at her brother from beneath her lashes, and Jensen felt his mouth go a little dry as she stared at him and he stared back. 

The buzz of the phone broke the moment. 

OmegaBB: Video Attached 

AlphaDJ: Better late than never 

Jensen typed out the quick reply before opening the video that she’d sent through. The angle was awkward, and he couldn’t really tell where she was except that she must be somewhere outside because he could hear birds chirping in the background. Yaz herself was clearly fighting to stay as quiet as possible, though the phone had picked up the faint sound of her fingers pressing into her body, forcing her slick to leak out around the small digits. 

Jensen let out a gust of breath as he watched his step-sister fingering herself for him in an alley somewhere on campus. God, the amount of control he had over her right now was intoxicating. Did she let all the alphas she fucked have this much power over her? If she did, she was really fucking stupid.

“God, look how small her hand is,” Danneel breathed as she watched the video next to him, and Jensen felt her shoulder brush against his as she pushed in closer to him to get a better view. 

“Imagine how fuckin’ tight she’d be if that’s all she ever fucked herself with,” Jensen mused, now jerking himself off in earnest as the video clip replayed itself. He zoomed in to get a closer look at her tiny fingers pushing themselves inside her pussy, splitting the dark pink flesh open invitingly as she rolled her hips down into her hand. “Too bad she’s such a whore, bet she’s barely tight at all these days.” 

OmegaBB: Alpha? 

The message popped up on top of the screen, and Jensen quickly minimised the video to answer. 

AlphaDJ: Such a good slut, fucking yourself for me

AlphaDJ: Add another finger now, show me

Jensen sent the demands and waited with bated breath, and while he did, he felt Danneel shifting beside him on the bed. When he glanced over, he saw her slipping a hand slowly into her sweatpants, and he grinned wryly. 

They’ve shared a room every year at college so far, so Jensen figured that Danneel must have jerked off with him in the room at some point in time, because he definitely had sometimes when he was sure she was asleep and he had really needed the relief. He’d never thought about it very much though, the idea that his twin was just as much an alpha as he was, and had the same urges he did. The sight of her sliding her hand into her pants while sitting shoulder to shoulder with him was surprisingly arousing for him, and he felt his cock leak a drop of precum out over his fingers when he teased them around the head. 

Danneel caught him looking at her, but Jensen couldn’t peel his eyes away. She locked her eyes onto his and he watched as the muscles in her face went slack as she sank into the sensations of pleasure that she was giving herself. God, she was fucking beautiful like this. He felt her gaze drop to his lips for the barest of moments before flicking back to his eyes, and Jensen licked his lips, only letting himself consider his next move for a second before he acted. 

Their lips touched uncertainly, each sibling testing the waters, judging if it was worth crossing this line and wading into deeper waters. When Danneel’s tongue poked out between her lips and danced over Jensen’s mouth hesitantly, he made up his mind. Dropping the phone on the bed, he reached out to pull Dee into him closer, cradling her cheek in his palm as he met her kiss with equal dedication, pushing his tongue into her mouth and drinking in the warm, familiar taste of his twin sister – familiar because it was so similar to his own. The phone chimed with a new message from Yaz, breaking their kiss, leaving both twins panting heavily and staring at each other with combinations of astonishment and trepidation. 

Danneel reached out for the phone and retrieved it from its fallen spot on the comforter. She clicked on the message and played the new video, this one showing Yaz pumping three of her fingers into her dripping pussy. 

“Tell her to go faster,” Jensen panted as he increased his own hand’s pace. Danneel pulled her hand out of her pants to send the text and her twin took advantage of the opportunity that presented for him. Working fast, he reached into Dee’s sweatpants and panties and pulled her cock free, moaning at the sight of it in his hand, the tip red and shining with precum, which he was sure matched his own. 

Danneel’s head snapped back and hit the wall when Jensen began to jerk her off. She breathed deep and luxuriated in the feelings for a moment before she shook herself and went back to the task of sending Yaz instructions. Jensen pulled himself free of his boxers and began to stroke himself and Dee more quickly, wringing his hand around the heads of their cocks at the same time and drawing simultaneous moans from both their chests. 

“Fuck, your hand feels good,” Dee sighed, bucking her hips up into her brother’s touch, and he smiled in smug satisfaction that the blissed out look of pleasure on his sister’s face was his doing. 

“Don’t get distracted, sis,” he admonished teasingly, nodding his head towards the phone that had nearly fallen from her limp hands. “Tell our omega to fuck herself good and hard for us.” 

“Shit, I like the sound of that,” Danneel laughed breathlessly. “Our little Yaz, our omega.” 

“If she belongs to anybody it better fuckin’ be us,” Jensen groaned, his own breathing becoming unsteady as he began to climb closer and closer to his finish. 

OmegaBB: fuck alpha feels so good OmegaBB: wish it was your fingers

OmegaBB: wish it was your cock 

“God what a fucking whore,” Dee whimpered, biting her lip to keep from groaning in pleasure too loudly. 

AlphaDJ: wish it was my cock too ‘mega

AlphaDJ: you’ve been a very bad girl, getting me hard and teasing me with your soaking cunt 

AlphaDJ: how are you gonna make it up to me?

OmegaBB: anything you want alpha

OmegaBB: spend my heat with me, knot me a hundred times, as much as you want 

AlphaDJ: beg me for it 

OmegaBB: please please please, need you alpha 

OmegaBB: need you to fuck me so bad, need your knot 

AlphaDJ: yeah I bet you do

AlphaDJ: can a slut like you even cum without a knot in their cunt?

OmegaBB: I’m so close alpha, gonna cum so hard for you 

Jensen just managed to push a small laugh out of his lungs, all his energy focused on getting himself and Dee off, but he found Yaz’s ignorance too funny. 

“What’re you laughing at?” Dee glanced in his direction, and he smirked wickedly. 

“Tell her she’s not allowed to cum,” he panted heavily, nodding at the phone. “She didn’t follow my orders earlier, she took too long sending the video.” 

“Fuck, you’re evil,” Danneel moaned, typing out Jensen’s instructions and pressing send enthusiastically. Then she pointed the phone in Jensen’s direction. “She should have to watch you cum while she’s not allowed to,” she smirked, and Jensen groaned as he felt his balls tighten up in arousal, his climax fast approaching. 

“Now who’s evil?” he grunted playfully. 

Dee turned on the camera and pointed it at his lap, focusing in close on Jensen jerking off. His hand flew over his cock instinctively, touching himself in every way he knew to push himself over the edge to his finish. He grunted when it hit him, his muscles clamping up as he shot over his fingers and stomach, breath caught in his throat and wheezing out softly as he bit his lip, trying to restrain himself from making any noise on the video that Yaz might possibly recognise as his voice. 

Dee quickly saved the video and sent it, along with a taunting message telling her how good it felt to cum knowing that she was being a good girl and following his instructions. Then she dropped the phone back to the bed and climbed over Jensen’s lap, leaning in and kissing him wildly, her hand pushing between their bodies to grab at her brother’s. She dragged his hand off his dick and brought it to hers, encouraging him to stroke as she ground her hips down on him, bucking into the channel of his fist, helpfully slicked with his own pleasure. 

“Fuck, you’re so hot,” Jensen groaned against Danneel’s mouth, sucking her bottom lip between his and biting sharply. “Wanna watch you cum, c’mon sis, cum f’me,” he panted, twisting his wrist over the head of her cock, hoping she liked it just as much as he did. He was in luck.

Danneel and Jensen were lying together on her twin bed, Jensen’s arm curled possessively around her dainty shoulders as they flicked through the messages they’d been sending Yaz earlier. 

“So,” Dee cleared her throat as she thought about how best to broach this topic. “You know how I’m kind of an evil genius?” 

Jensen snorted. “Um, sure,” he gave her a wry smile, and she hit him lightly on the chest. 

“I want to change up the plan a little bit, if that’s okay with you,” she shifted her eyes up to Jensen’s face and watched him curiously. 

“Change it how?” 

“I’ve been thinking about what you said earlier… how you called Yaz our omega,” Dee trailed off, giving Jensen the space to chime in if he wanted to, but he stayed silent and let her carry on. “Well, I think she should be,” she concluded simply. “Clearly she’s too immature to take care of herself, since she’s parading herself all around campus like an all you can fuck buffet–”

Jensen snorted again. 

“–anyways,” Dee rolled her eyes at her brother. “I think she needs us to look out for her and put a stop to this, for good. So we make her ours, teach her how to behave properly, like a good omega should.” 

“You just want to fuck her, don’t you,” Jensen smirked suggestively. 

“And I want to watch you fuck her,” Danneel purred, trailing a finger lightly down Jensen’s chest and watching him shiver. “I want to tie her to this bed so she can’t go anywhere, make sure she receives an appropriate punishment for all the disgusting things she’s been letting other alphas do to her, then I want to fuck her within an inch of her life to prove that she’s always belonged to us, really. She was meant to be ours all along.”

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Behind the Keyboard-Volume 12

Behind the Keyboard is a series of interviews with different Schitt’s Creek fanfic authors. The series will last as long as there is interest (from authors) and capacity (from me). If you are an author from the Schitt’s Creek fandom who would like to participate, send a DM to this account.  

Each author was given ten questions. The first five questions are the same for every author, the last five will vary.

Remember, this year’s Reading Challenge begins July 15, so polish up those MFL lists.

Let’s meet our next author:

@doug-judys-blog /  Doug_Judy

How many fics have you written? 

Ooof dozens across about a dozen different fandoms? It’s hard to say. Actual start-to-finish completed fics, probably around 15. 

When did you publish your first fic on AO3? 

11/27/21 on AO3 (Caught Wig-Handed), but I published my first fic back in 2001 on the good ole LiveJournal.

Describe your writing process from “Oh, I have an idea” to pushing publish on AO3.

I love outlining a story as soon as I have an idea. I create these long, ridiculous outlines for all of my fics. They are both general and specific - I will have a general outline of the fic, but I often fill in spaces with scenes or pieces of dialogue that are already in my mind. From there, I expand into something readable and turn it more into prose than bullet points. Once I’m happy with the draft, I usually put it down for a while. I like to read through my works both aloud and in my head to see if it’s compelling. I do have a lovely beta now, but in the past I never really used one (big mistake on my part). I’ll retool things with her suggestions and then read through another few times, just to be sure I’m happy. Then I publish and run to hide. 

Tell me about your most recent fic? What do you love about it? Is there anything you think you could have done better?

My most recent published fic was just a random piece of fluff that came to me when a friend sent a cute little photo of her husband playing with a toy guitar. It’s fluff, but sweet fluff. Something I struggle with in my writing is being too wordy. Brevity is the soul of wit and all, but I always overdo it. So I really loved that I kept this one short and sweet. It’s definitely not one of my strengths. I think I could have made it funnier, but I wrote it in about an hour in the car while I was on a road trip and I wanted to get it out for that friend’s birthday. So you work with what you have. But I definitely would’ve liked to give it a bit more time to marinate. 

What advice would you give to someone who’s thinking about publishing their fic for the first time?

I write all the time, but I rarely publish. And, IMO, some of my works are really good and unique. But they probably won’t see the light of day because I am terrible at finishing things (see previous question about only having 15 finished fics but dozens of half-written pieces) and I constantly fret over small changes. There’s a freedom in just putting a piece down and saying it’s finished. So just publish the dang thing. And follow through. Finish things. You’ll be so proud of yourself when you do.

Is there someone(s) who has made your writing better? In what way?

Absolutely! Two people: my grad school advisor and my beta, Demora00. My advisor was the first person to ever tell me I write too much and that I need to be more concise. I had no idea that writing LESS would ever be the request of any professor, but she was right. Now I’m conscious of it, but old habits die hard. Demora gives me perspective on my writing. She is usually cut and dry (DELETE DELETE DELETE) which I desperately need, but she also isn’t afraid to tell me when something just isn’t working from a narrative perspective. She’s made my fics 1000% times better because of her honest feedback and suggestions…and her incredible knowledge of the English language that I apparently have forgotten. 

What do you do when you get stuck?

I listen to music and read works that are completely different from my own. Music is very inspirational to me - I find that’s where a lot of my ideas start - so it often helps to pull me out of a stuck position. Something about reading something completely different from whatever I’m working on has always helped as well because it completely takes me out of the mindset of my fic, which I think is key when you’re stuck. You just really have to walk away, but sometimes just physically closing your laptop isn’t enough because your brain is still there. Trick it and set it on a different path.

How many unfinished WIPs do you have right now?

HAHAHAHA not answering this. But really, I have 5 that I would really like to finish. 

How has writing fic changed you?

It’s made me a better reader. I recognize patterns and literary devices better. It really has given me an even deeper appreciation for authors that actually complete their works. Writing is hard, man, and sometimes, for me at least, finishing feels impossible. 

Weirdest thing you’ve googled as research for a story?

Statute of limitations for 2nd degree murder.

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✍ Do you have a beta reader?

🙋‍♀️ Do any irl people know you write fanfic?

💖 What made you start writing? 

🤩 Who is your favorite character to write? 

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

💔 Is there a fic of yours/or someone else that broke your heart?

ILY <3

Oh hello boo 🥰

✍ I don't have a formal one, but you know that I send you snippets all the time from WIPs and always feel free to send constructive criticism back! Part of this is answered in the next question, and part is because I (egotistically) feel like a pretty strong editor given my professional background so I don't usually feel the need to have a copy editor!

🙋‍♀️ Actually no! I wonder is that's the case for many people on here? I'm pretty private about my writing (the stuff that isn't published journalism) and I tend to keep things close to the vest because I get embarrassed easily! I'm always worried whatever I write isn't good enough and people will judge me!

💖 I've loved writing for as long as I can remember! In college I was the editor of our paper (just like Victoria), I was a journalist for 3 years in New York after I graduated and it's my life goal to write a novel!! It's always been an outlet for me and something I just love, even things I write that will never get read by anyone else. What made me start writing fics here was actually when I was doing research for (what I hope to be) a novel I'm working on! TGM inspired it, I do have a snippet here, but it's about a relationship between a female naval aviator and a Naval ship surgeon who meet while on assignment — but, plot twist, she got engaged three weeks before the run. I found some Jake fics on Tumblr that felt like great inspiration and helped me learn more about the Navy, and I was instantly hooked!

🤩 Obviously gotta be our boy Jake! He's just so easy for me to write, not sure why. I did a Bradley series and loved it but I won't lie, it took a lot more time/energy to figure out what to write there. I do think I'd like to try to write longform for him again, or even Bob!

💔 Ugh I think (SPOILER) Bradley's death in "As It Was" will always haunt me?? I am a hoe and I just read the epilogue of TiP and it RUINED me but I hadn't read the entire series so that's on my todo list for this week! I don't usually read things out of order, but it was on my dash and I couldn't resist. I love angst, what can I say.

🤲 Putting this last because it'll be longer! From the next chapter of ATF:

“It’s dark out,” he warned. “And late. Come on, let me give you a ride. I don’t want you to walk home alone.” 

You shrugged and stepped forward toward the path that led up the hill. “I’ve walked home alone a hundred times, Seresin. I’ll be fine.” 

And then you turned away from him. You couldn’t see Jake’s face fall, or the way he stayed and watched you climb the hilly path until you were out of sight. 

You and Jake Seresin were not friends. You felt guilty that you had to remind him of that fact, but it seems that somewhere along the way he had forgotten. You were simply reminding him of the reality of the situation. 

It didn’t explain why, though, when you entered your apartment and sat on the edge of your bed, pulling off your sneakers, you felt the sickening thread of guilt spread through your stomach as you remembered Jake’s face when you had said it. 

You shook your head to clear the memory, but it clung, like condensation to a coaster. And no matter how hard you tried to superimpose another thought, another memory, another face, all you could picture was Jake. 

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thank you so much @ao3userxnowimnothing for the tag 🖤

rules: list your top 5 favorites of your fics, what they're about, and why you're proud of them, then tag some fic authors to do the same!

I'm tagging @percervall @neverrepent @milirii and @rosalba-robi 🌻

(see my choices under the read-more)

1. Room for one more troubled soul

I’m terribly proud of this fic, mostly because its length and immensity. I worked for it for months and had my ups and downs (e.g. it took me aaaaaages to finish the first friggin’ chapter?!), and while I did have an outline for the full story, there were also lots of plot lines that I improvised as the story developed and ended up working out quite by accident if I’m completely honest 😂 I had previously sort of abandoned a gigantic multi-chapter fic in the ski jumping fandom so I wasn’t sure if I could pull off a work that was this extensive, which is why I’m super proud of myself for having succeeded with this one, because I’m not the most patient of people. Now that I know I can actually finish a longer multi-chapter work, I have faith in myself to do so again 😇

2. But There’s Nothing To Be Afraid Of

Despite the horrifying styling of the title, I’m still proud of my first ever BC fic that I published a year ago (in which the guys go see Måneskin at a festival, in a nutshell). I was soooooo nervous about posting it that I decided to post the first two chapters at one go because nothing much happens in the first chapter and I was desperate to show the readers that hey! hey! this is actually more than Joel being sulky! just wait!! 😅 I don’t ship Joel/Damiano anymore, but this fic still holds a special place in my heart

3. The YouTuber AU, particularly Of rock, roll and dogs

I know I’ve said this at many occasions but I’ll say it again: I loooooove writing from Joel’s point of view, because he’s equal amounts of emo and dramatic, and it’s fun to play with that combo. I’m not afraid to boast my own trumpet here and say that this AU and especially the Joel POVs are funny af, and building the whole alternate universe was so much fun too!

4. You are the sun and I am just the planets

idk man, I’m just really fond of the College/University AU and I’m a sucker for pining, and as heartbreaking as it is, I also enjoy unrequited love as a trope. The mood of the fic changes gradually the more time Olli spends with Joonas, and I kinda like that effect; at this point his whole life wasn’t as consumed by his crush for Joonas (at least not to the extent it is in the main work in this AU), but you can clearly see he’s in too deep already… Plus I love the FOB song in the title/summary 💖

5. A nameless Olli/Aleksi prompt ficlet for my Valentine’s Day Fluff series (also on AO3)

Loosely based on the movie Just Like Heaven, which I've never seen myself but after reading the synopsis I made my own adaption of it in which Olli adopts Rilla when she was put in the shelter because Aleksi is lying in a coma in the hospital. I’m strangely proud of this one because I think it’s a really touching story and I did cry a little when writing it (NOT as in “omg I’m such a great writer” but as in “OMG DOGS!! 😭”) and I must say that I was a tiiiiiiiiiny bit disappointed it didn’t get as many notes as some of the other fics in this series that in my opinion weren’t as good. Yes, the ending is ridiculous and a little unrealistic but hey, it’s magic realism! Aleksi is a half-ghost for most of if, for goodness sake!! So please, if you haven’t read it yet, grab some tissues and do so, because I’m really proud of this one and I’m also very keen on making y’all cry (ohhh just WAIT ‘til you get to read the Gran Hotel AU!)

[cable-knit-sweater]

MAYA!!!!! 😫😫😫😫💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

First the Fucking Puppy Interview, then your comments on my little vampire stories??? 😭😭😭😭😭😭 PLEASE THIS IS TOO MUCH I CAN’T I’M DEAD ON THE FLOOR GOODBYE 👋🏼💀

I keep saying that I don’t deserve you, but it’s actually true, you know?? 🥺🥺🥺 I adore you so much, my little blueberry cupcake (okay Idk where that came from but I hope it’s okay that I call you that) 💕💕💕 I am sending you a billion forehead kisses and polar bear hugs!! 🐻‍❄️✨

Kayyyyy my loveee 💕💕💕

I really feel like I can’t be blamed for the puppy interview 😂 but I’ll take it, I’m so happy you watched it and lost your mind a little - that definitely makes me feel less insane 💖

And when it comes to your fics????? I don’t think my comments could ever do justice to just how magnificent they are. Like I said, no one draws me into their stories like you do. They’re so atmospheric, and I always can see them, feel them, taste them. And these two were just so intense, so sensual and hot and sweet, I just wanted to step into that little world and never leave. I had the exact same feelings about your Halcyon series - the way you put so much beauty in so few words, build an entire universe in a couple of sentences…You just have a way with words that blows my mind honey, absolutely in awe of you and your writing 😭💖💖💖

And you deserve much more than this, a couple of comments of me trying to find words that don’t even come close to describing how brilliant those fics are, believe me. You deserve everything, really 💛💛💛

Also, I happen to love blueberries so I don’t mind that little nickname 😂, you’re the absolute cutest and most wonderful friend and most genius writer and I’m sending you all the good vibes and hugs and kisses right back. I love you a whole lot 💖✨💖✨💖