#Mossy writes

[mossywriting]

The Theory of Dating

Pairing: Kalluzeb

Chapters: 1/1

Words: 12k

Warnings: Explicit for smut

Summary:

Zeb hummed to himself as if he was mentally checking off a list. "Yeah, small place, good food. Great view of the lake."

"Sounds like a good place to take a date."

Zeb nodded, his eyes still far away. "Yeah, I'm sure you'll like it."

Kallus couldn't simply ignore such a fitting slip of the tongue, and he sent Zeb a small, teasing grin. "You're planning on taking me?"

Clarity returned to Zeb's eyes in a flash. "I mean…," he scratched behind his head with a sheepish smile, "I guess, in theory, that's where I'd take you."

OR

That time when so-called platonic friends Zeb and Kallus discuss what they would do on a theoretical date. They get into heavy detail.

[mossy-rainfrog]

[ID: Two digital drawings of Starbuck from Moby Dick, and an original cowboy character, labeled as Javi. In the first drawing, Starbuck and the cowboy interact at a tavern bar, glasses close at hand. Javi leans in to Starbuck's space and toys with Starbuck's cravat, untucking it from his shirt. Starbuck smiles back at him with a weary, yet curious expression.

The second drawing is a series of doodles centering around the cowboy from the chest up. First, he kisses Starbuck with a slight smile. Starbuck leans into the kiss with scrunched eyes. The next doodle shows Javi holding his hat to his chest and looking up, saying "ma'am" to someone off screen. The final doodle shows him smiling tiredly off to the side.

Character designs: Starbuck is a lean white man with short red wavy hair, a short mustache, and many freckles. He wears a gray vest over a light shirt, with a blue cravat tucked in. The cowboy is a midsized tan Spanish man who bears resemblance to Captain Ahab. He has greying straight hair pulled back in a ponytail, and a short, full beard. He has stud gold earrings, and wears an 1800's cowboy vest and cowboy hat, over a light colored shirt. He has a scar over the back of his right hand. End ID.]

happy thanksgiving i fucking guess, I finally finished my babygirl fic, affectionately dubbed The Cowboy Fic because. well. of the cowboy.

anyways go read my pre-canon novel abt starbuck having his queer awakening mid-depressive episode and realizing that oh, no, he actually is in love with Ahab! who might be dead. yikes. surely starbuck can handle this new information normally. surely. :)

[coulson-is-an-avenger]

Chapters: 1/1

Words: 11,234

Fandom: Moby Dick - Herman Melville

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Starbuck/Mary Starbuck/Original Female Character(s), Captain Ahab/Starbuck (Moby Dick), Starbuck/Mary Starbuck (Moby Dick), Starbuck/Original Male Character(s), (it's a polycule but it's mid-expansion and also during the 1840s so it's a bit messy, but they're working it out) - Relationship

Characters: Starbuck, Mary Starbuck, Starbuck's Son, Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s), Captain Ahab (mentioned)

Additional Tags: Pre-Canon, Polyamory, Polyamorous Character, Polyamory Negotiations, Queer Awakening, Bittersweet, Depressed Starbuck (Moby Dick), Hurt/Comfort, Alcohol, cowboy, Brief Sexual Content, Starbuck is a sad wet cat who sucks and I like him so much

Summary: The sea has taken all that Starbuck has ever known: his father, his brothers, his wish for a peaceful future with the woman he loves. Now, he fears, it has taken his only friend as well.

He misses Ahab, so much that it is sending him spiraling away from all his known lovings and comforts. He misses Ahab, so much that he would do anything to feel that even a piece of him is still here. He misses Ahab, and he burns. Oh, how he burns.

Or: The Cowboy Fic :3

special thanks to @pocketsizedquasar for getting me into MD, as usual, but also for putting up with me talking abt this fic for months, as well as beta reading it for me, and for @comfycouchcat who helped me with some LOAD bearing plot and character decisions <3

[kalluzeb4later]

Barhyn Fest 2023

Challenge 4: Rec a fic or share an AO3 bookmark

            The Grand Gamble by MossyWrites This was the first Kalluzeb fic I ever read. Pretty sure I read it before I even started watching Rebels.

[gojo-mochi]

Dilf!Zoro thoughts cuz it was his bday and I been neglecting him...

Dilf!Zoro Who still works out daily but put on some pounds, it shows when he bends down to pick up his weights. He looks at the mirros and frowns, his scars creasing down with him. You come up behind him and wrap your arms around his waist. Kissing at the part he was frowning at if he lets you. Sinking down to your knees as you tell him, that you love him, all of him. And you'll be sure to let him know with more than just words.

Dilf!Zoro Who gave up on shaving his happy trail and chest hair after a while. If you complain enough about it, he'll grumble and trim it. But he will let it grown out wildly, and if you like that, then he'll even purr if you start to pet him on his stomach.

Dilf!Zoro Who is utterly weak-willed when it comes to his daughter, he will give in so easily to them. Will stare down any boys that even think of coming near his precious girls. They ask him to show them sword tricks but he obliges although he makes sure that they're watching thru the window from inside the house. Even though he is a skilled swordman he would never risk of an accident happening to his girls.

Dilf!Zoro Who got lazier with age, opting for you to. ride him most of time as he leans back, his arms behind his head as he watches your tight cunt take him over and over again. Only giving in if you whine or beg enough then he'll have to bend you over and fuck you. Though! If you make fun of him or taunt him saying; "Getting too old to keep up with me?" He'll show you how much strength he still have. Locking you into a full nelson, his feet firmly planted on the ground as he fuck you senseless. Bicep curled around your neck and his voice rasping out on your ear.

Dilf!Zoro Who still tires out during the day, pulling you on the top of him and grumbling if you try to leave. His strong arms trapping you in easily. And if his daughters complain that they don't wanna go to school that they, he'll let them cuddle with him while he's napping on the couch, all of them giving you the puppy dogs eyes once you come to scold them. Luring you into the cuddle pile as well, leaving your chores and duties to be left in the wind.

[anonymousbeefriendfanfics]

Hiii hello there lovely human! Saw your spring prompts and i need to make 2 requests. Tighnari/Reader with a few prompts, basically a day in nature (let's imagine Teyvat has seasons like winter and spring bc we've never actually seen them lol). Prompts: 3, 10 and 18 + 24 after night falls. 1/2

Thank you thank you thank you, this was so much fun to write! I love Tighnari so much, he's everything to me <3 Now I want to write more about Tighnari and the seasons, hehe~

This is actually my first ever drabble, too!

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Character/Pairing: Tighnari x Reader

Warnings: Very fluffy, just like his tail!

Prompts: Spring Prompts; Nature Walk, Kisses, Animals, and Chilly!

"Nari, look!" you hiss, one hand catching his wrist while the other stretches out, pointing. His ears perk up as he follows your gesture, his gaze softening when he spots what's caught your attention. An avidya leopard is stretched out on a rock, warming herself in the sunlight, while two half-grown kittens play nearby. As you stand silently and listen, quiet little mews and growls reach your ears as they tussle together. One kitten baps the other on the head with a paw too big for its little legs, and the other kitten hisses indignantly, trying - and failing - to bite the retreating paw.

"They remind me of Kaveh and Alhaitham," Tighnari murmurs, and you stifle a laugh, nodding in agreement. The slightly smaller second kitten launches at its sibling, who easily sidesteps the attack, looking rather pleased with itself for dodging.

You watch on together as the kittens play until they tire themselves out and flop down near their mama for a nap. She affectionately licks the nearest kitten on top of the head, and you're surprised when Tighnari copies her, leaning over and kissing your cheek. He gives you a soft smile when you look at him, a playful look in his eyes. "What? Would you prefer that I licked you?" You give his shoulder a small shove, and he stifles a laugh, both of you careful not to disturb the little family.

"C'mon," he says at last, his gloved hand finding yours. "We should keep moving. It'll be dark soon, and we've gotta get home."

You don't make it home before the sun sets as you'd planned when you set out on the nature walk this afternoon, a fact that is made very clear as the warmth from the sinking sun retreats. It's quickly becoming chilly, and you shiver slightly, wishing you'd brought a jacket.

"Are you cold?" Tighnari asks, attentive as always. You nod, knowing better than to try and hide anything from him - he knows you too well.

"Come here, I'll warm you up," he says, dropping your hand and opening your arms. You gratefully step into his embrace, sighing happily as his arms close around your back, his fluffy tail curling around your legs. He's delightfully warm, and he smells incredible as you nuzzle into his neck. He always smells good, a combination of his natural scent and the various plant-based products he uses. It has a naturally calming effect on you.

Once you're warmer, you pull back slightly, ready to continue on, but Tighnari doesn't let you go yet. One hand cups your cheek as he leans closer, his nose brushing against yours. "Thank you for taking this walk with me. You mean so much to me," he says quietly, and your heart skips a beat; that's practically a love confession. Before you can respond, his soft lips press against yours, capturing your mouth in a gentle, yet passionate kiss, showing you just how much he truly cares for you.

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[mossy-rainfuck]

35 Smut Art Prompts because i wanted to make one for myself

Feel free to use and reblog!

Kissing

Making out

Teasing

Biting

Suggestive/foreplay

Tending wounds/painkiller sex

Masturbation (mutual or solitary)

Fingering/fingers in mouth

Oral

With toys

Preparing for first time

First time

Post first time

Against the wall

On the floor

On the couch

Aftercare

Hugging/snuggling

Sleeping/napping together

Over the clothes touching

Under the clothes touching

Clothed sex

Body exploration/worship

Disabled character

Sweet and passionate

Emotional/someone's crying

Laughter/goofing off

Softness/tenderness

Rough

Praise kink

Bondage

Overstim

Lingerie or leather

A pose youve drawn before

A pose you haven't drawn before

[sludgewolf]

Ok, how did they manage to make me love Rex that quickly?? I used to hate that guy then he got shot through the head and now he's my favorite dumbass of the show

[stormywitcher]

it’s too funny to me that i have just read my autism diagnosis report and let me just quote it here:

IF THATS NOT AUTISM IN THE MOST GEN Z WAY I DON’T KNOW WHAT IS!

[g4rdensofb4bylon]

the only important question you should ask yourself every morning is whether it's a "take me to the lakes" or "take me to church" kinda day and plan it based on the answer

[lights-out-knives-out]

Some hero/ villain things, don’t have a name for the. Series yet

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

“Villain?” Hero called, as they stood in the crumbling ruins of the building.

They heard a very faint sound, spinning on their heel Hero looked down. There in the middle of the smouldering crater lay Villain.

“VILLAIN!!” Hero screamed, their voice crackled through the mask.

Hero scrambled down the crater, falling to their knees at Villain’s side. “No no no no no no”

Villain’s hair was freshly singed and sparks danced across their suit. Blood trickled from their lips

Hero took a hold of their face “Villain? Villain please wake up! You’re ok! You have to be okay!”

Villain groaned, eyes fluttering open looking up at Hero

Hero gasped in relief “Hey,”

A small smile formed on Villain’s lips “Hey, did we-did we win?”

Hero chuckled “Of course we did! We beat Supervillain, you saved the day!”

“You’re damn right I did!” Villain said triumphantly punching the air, their face instantly filled with regret as they curled in on themselves groaning in pain.

“Shit! Villain! Hang on, don’t try to move! I’m going to grab the medic!” Hero went to stand up, but Villain gabbed a hold of their hand.

“No, there’s no use. I’m on the enemy team, they won’t heal me.” They said sadly

“Do you think I give a shit that we’re on the opposite team?! You are the reason we’re still alive! And if my team still thinks of you as the enemy, well then they can go fuck themselves!!” Hero snapped

Villain gave a pained laugh “I love you”

Hero paused, taking their time to brush some of the grime from Villain’s face.

“I love you too” Hero said squeezing Villain’s hand as the got up

“Don’t move, I’ll be back as soon as I can!” Hero called as they climbed out of the crater.

“It’s not like I can!” Villain called back, then again to themselves “It’s not like I can” as they laid their head back into the rubble slipping unconscious.

[mossywriting]

When road tripping last week I arrived way too late at a little seaside town and EVERYTHING was closed. Except this burger stand. The man working there was so friendly, and welp, it inspired this Kalluzeb drabble that I might just turn into a fic someday

It was late. Far too late to be trying to find dinner in a town you have never set foot in before. Kallus’ stomach was rather upset with him at this fact, and had for the last ten minutes been letting out a string of noises Kallus hadn’t even known it was capable of. 

The small seaside town was quiet, with the gentle brushing of waves the only sound filling the air. Kallus had thought he would find it eerie, being used to the bustle of the big city, but instead, he had found it surprisingly calming. At least it meant no one was around to hear the telltale signs of his day gone awry.

The plan had been simple: Take a flight to the small airport in The Middle of Nowhere, take a taxi to the even smaller town in The Middle of Nowhere, meet up with his boss and colleagues for dinner, and from there on spend the evening preparing for their presentation tomorrow. 

Simple enough, right? 

At least, it would have been if he hadn’t been the only one who had made it. Sure, his flight had been delayed, and the taxi had broken down on its way - but he had undoubtedly made it. Four hours later than anticipated, yes, but here he was. His boss and colleagues had been flying in from another town, and their plane had been canceled not two, but three times, so they weren’t anywhere close to joining him.

Why his boss had decided to have their conference in this little… quaint town of all places, Kallus couldn’t fathom. But never the less. Here he was. 

All alone. And starving. 

After having done two sweeps of the town center, Kallus had come to the conclusion that all restaurants had closed down for the night, and he believed it was time to give up. He would simply have to accept that his dinner would be nothing more than the two small sweets lying on his pillow in the Bed and Breakfast he was staying at. 

Why his boss had decided to stay in a Bed and Breakfast was beyond Kallus, as well, but he had yet to find anything to complain about so he supposed he would just have to enjoy the respite from the usually anonymous marble floors and walls of the suites normally reserved for them on trips like these. 

With a defeated sigh, Kallus turned around and began to head back. 

As he crossed a street an energetic breeze ruffled through his air, and the telltale scent of the ocean washed past him. Well. If he was going to starve, he might as well do it while taking the scenic route, and he steered his steps out from the small, yet crowded buildings. 

The ocean, darker than even the night sky, gently lapped against the shoreline, its waves illuminated by a soft, yellow glow coming from the streetlights lining the walkway. It was undoubtedly beautiful, and Kallus filled his lungs with fresh air.

…and grilled meat? 

Kallus blinked. Surely he wasn’t so hungry he would begin to hallucinate? 

But undeniably, there it was, another whiff of meat drifting through the air, causing Kallus’ mouth to water. And then, there was the sound of music playing. 

Kallus turned around, and had he been a religious man the low-lit burger stand on the other side of the street would have been nothing short of a miracle. It stood on a spot of land between two official-looking buildings, a string of neon lights lighting up a menu offering several kinds of burgers, all to the soundtrack of 80’s rock playing from a speaker standing somewhere hidden from view.

Most importantly, someone was still there, clearly moving around inside. 

Kallus’ stomach began to sing. 

He hurriedly made his way across the street, glancing at the menu as he did. Honestly, anything would do, but his eyes almost immediately zeroed in on a ridiculously large-looking burger on the menu, Zeb’s Best Friend, and he knew without a doubt that it would satiate his hunger. 

The man inside the stand didn’t seem to notice Kallus’approach as he had his back turned to him, busy wiping off a shelf. He was humming along to whatever song was on at the moment, and Kallus absently took note of the tattoos covering his arms as he moved his hands in rhythm to the music to get to the last bits of dirt. 

Kallus cleared his throat. 

The man didn’t show any signs of having heard him. Now his hips began swaying along to the music as well.

“Excuse me,” Kallus tried. 

Again, no response. 

His stomach growled. 

Kallus walked up to the counter and knocked hard on the wood two times. “Excuse me!” 

That caught the man’s attention. He glanced over his shoulder before taking a few quick steps to the right where a small, but obviously powerful, speaker was standing. A second later, heavenly silence filled the air. “Sorry, worry,” he said, turning around while wiping his hands on a towel. “Didn’t hear ya.”

Obviously, Kallus thought sourly, but he managed to swallow his attitude. It wouldn’t help him to chew out his one chance at dinner. He take a few steps back so that he was once again able to take a quick look at the menu. “I’ll have the… Zeb’s Best Friend.”

“Sorry, mate,” the man answered, an apologetic tone in his voice. “I’m closed. The grill’s cold.”

Kallus’ eyes darted over to a sign next to the stand. He groaned inwardly. The stand had closed 20 minutes ago - right when he had been searching for food on the other side of town. Just his luck. 

Kallus sighed. “Right. Do you-” he faltered, realizing he had already walked past two grocery stores on his way through town. Both had been quite closed.  “Nevermind.“ He dejectedly turned around, accepting his fate of having a pathetically small, sugary meal.

“Looking for dinner?” Came the man’s voice drifting through the air, but before Kallus had time to formulate a response, he continued. “You came here, so, uh, of course you did, I just thought I was gonna save you the trouble of trying to find anything else. Everything closed down an hour ago. I’m the last line of dinner defense.” He sent Kallus a grin, that, hadn’t Kallus been so weary, he might have found charming.

“Yeah, I’ve noticed,” Kallus muttered, but tried to keep his frustration out of his voice. “I got here later than anticipated, and, well… I guess I should have done my homework before leaving the airport.”

The man shrugged. “Most city folks are taken by surprise out here.” He dipped below the counter and came back with a spray bottle with which he began to spray down the countertop. “Perhaps you can get something from your hotel?”

Kallus shook his head. “I’m staying at the Bed and Breakfast, my host has already gone to bed.”

Curious eyes turned to him. “Staying at Draven’s? Nice. I’ve heard he makes a killer toast.”

A surprised chuckle escaped Kallus at that. This really was a small town. “Well, at least I have breakfast to look forward to, then.” He grimaced at the thought of having to wait that long for proper food but still managed to offer up a polite smile. The man was… far friendlier than any burger stand personnel usually were at this time of night. 

“Yeah, sorry about your dinner, though, guess you- “ The man came to a stop, as if he suddenly had come to a realization. “Actually… Hang on!” He ducked down, away from view.  

Kallus took a curious step closer to the stand.

A few seconds later, the man popped back up, a triumphant grin on his face. He placed a large box of fries on the counter. “Someone forgot these about an hour ago. I can’t offer you a three-course meal, but hey, here’s some cold fries if you’d like?”

Immediately, Kallus’ mouth began to water. Who needed a three-course meal when there were fries right in front of him? It sounded absolutely perfect. 

“Please,” he said, stepping up the rest of the way up to the counter and into the burger stand’s light. He nodded gratefully to his personal savior. “How much do I owe you?” He began to pull out his wallet, eying the fries with far more bliss than he usually would.

When he received no answer, Kallus looked up at the man, his unanswered question still lingering in the air.

The man stood unmoving, looking down at Kallus as if he was seeing him properly for the first time. Kallus assumed that could very well be true, seeing as it was fairly dark around the stand and he hadn’t been standing all that close.

“How much do I owe you?” Kallus tried again. 

“Oh, uh,” the man said, seeming to break out of his stupor. “Nothing. We’re good. Just happy to know you won’t be starving” He nodded and after another second, his grin slid back in place.  

Kallus gave him a curious look. He wasn’t really used to this kind of… chivalry. And he definitely wasn’t used to accepting handouts. “No, seriously, let me repay you somehow.”

An intrigued look enter the man’s eyes, and he leaned on the countertop, looking down at Kallus. “How about a name?”

Kallus blinked. “What?”

“The name’s Zeb. What’s yours?” 

Kallus could tell how he, despite the slightly chilly breeze coming in from the ocean, grew just a little bit hotter under the gaze of the man apparently named Zeb. “Kallus,” he answered, just the fraction of a second too late to be considered casual. 

Zeb’s grin widened. “Well, Kallus, be sure to stop by some other time. I’ll make sure to get you a proper meal then.”

“I will,” Kallus found himself saying, and more surprisingly, meaning it. He believed that perhaps he wasn’t quite so resistant to Zeb’s grin after all. Kallus picked up the fries from the counter and took a step back. It was probably in his best interest to leave. 

At least, for now. 

“Thanks for these.” Kallus held up the fries and began to back away from the bright beacon of light that was Zeb’s burger stand. 

“Anytime, Kallus.” Zeb sent him another, far more casual grin before going back to wiping down the countertop, whistling a cheerful tune. 

Back in his room, Kallus realized he had forgotten to ask for any sauce to go with his fries. But as began to dig in, he realized he didn’t care. They were the best fries he had ever had. 

[dreamspring]

kimi no todoke my beloved!!! friendships being treated with equal respect and importance to romance my beloved!! fleshing out female love rival characters as humans worthy of empathy and love instead of reducing them to one dimensional misogynistic caricatures my beloved!!! showing and romanticising emotional vulnerability from teen boys my beloved!!!!!

[coulson-is-an-avenger]

Chapters: 1/1

Words: 9,075

Fandom: Moby Dick - Herman Melville

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Captain Ahab/Starbuck (Moby Dick)

Characters: Captain Ahab (Moby Dick), Starbuck (Moby Dick)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, (at least mostly - we still lose Fedallah ): ), Established Relationship, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Porn with Feelings, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Masturbation, Angst, Communication, SO much communication these two CANNOT fuck without discussing their traumas in detail first, Enthusiastic Consent, Praise Kink, Religious Guilt, Traumatized character, Canon Disabled Character, Disabled Character, Author is disabled, deeply traumatized old men in love, if nobody else on the internet is going to write starhab smut then by god I will do it myself

Summary: In the weeks after abandoning the doomed chase for the white whale and setting sail for home, Ahab has been piecing himself back together, leaning on Starbuck's support and their newfound intimacy. Tonight is a good night, and Starbuck wants to try something new.

Or: Seeing Starbuck get railed beyond words would fix me👍

For @pocketsizedquasar :) ty for yelling abt this with me for weeks on end xoxo <3

[atlasglobe]

ok listen. im sorry in advance for this rant, but ive noticed a really frustrating trend in the QSMP community which i just wanted to talk about a little? short disclaimer ik it's mostly just a very loud minority doing this, most people in this community are lovely and have no ill will.

I feel like the women in QSMPs stories are often used in fanon to further aid the male ccs stories? if that makes sense? My perspective is definetly biased because im a baghera viewer and i feel like she gets this to an EGREGIOUS degree. rather than being seen as a whole character with motivations, it feels a lot like people just wanna use her to further others character arcs (mainly bbh and forever). Despite having an entire arc revolving around discovering she came from the federation (which challenged all of her characters core beliefs and morals), all people seem to want her to do is go fix bbhs problems and go be besties w forever <3, like bro give her room to BREATHE.

Honestly it even happened in the most recent ordem paranormal stream, it felt like Lucie's death was just reduced to further character development for benito? Which just makes me a bit sad since baghera mentioned having bigger plans for her character.

i dunno. i dont have a huge point to this rant, i just find it so frustrating. ccs like baghera and jaiden have shown that they are more than capable of creating such incredible and compelling characters, but it feels like they hardly get the chance to explore those characters.

[skyloftian-nutcase]

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Four didn't know how he always ended up the secret keeper for everyone.

Well. Maybe he did know. It was because he was one of the most observant of the group. Things that others didn't even notice were just... obvious to him.

The issue was when he was confronted on said secret.

Having seen Wind put the crab in Legend's boot, Four was obviously a criminal by association. Not that he was going to say anything. But when Legend went stomping (hopping) up to him, one foot bare, rage on his face, demanding who put the crab in his boot...

Four really couldn't help the way he bit his lip, the way his eyes widened, the way he immediately tried to look away. Legend, who was also one of the more observant members of the group, immediately clued in on the reaction and started demanding he tell him. (At least he didn't assume Four himself was the culprit)

Thankfully, Wind chose this moment to burst into laughter, saving the smithy from having to actually say anything.