#Part 1: WIPS

[formulanni]

Everything but a lover..,

Tags: @st-leclerc @rubywingsracing

[muckyschmuck]

ya i’d be pissed if i was using a fuck ass flip phone keyboard too

[wikiangela]

Seven Sentence Sunday

tagged by @theotherbuckley @diazsdimples @tizniz 💖

today a different wip again that I don't think I shared yet lol - writing a smutty sequel to my bucktommy post-first date fic and it's barely started but there's progress! 😅

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“Say that again.” Buck says quietly, even to his own ears sounding almost frantic. His hands twist in the fabric of Tommy’s t-shirt, and pull him as close as possible with their seatbelts on. He needs to get to his place as soon as possible and get enveloped in Tommy, no room for air between them, he just needs him closer, closer, closer.

“Say what?” Tommy teases, lips brushing the shell of Buck’s ear, knowing damn well what Buck wants to hear. 

“You know what.” Buck pulls away slightly, just to meet Tommy’s eyes, and can’t stop a pout that quickly turns into an awed smile. It’s a late evening, the sky is dark, just like the inside of the car, only illuminated by the lights of the city as they’re driving, and Tommy looks so gorgeous. There’s an amused smile playing on his kiss-swollen lips, but even in the dark Buck can see his own desire mirrored in Tommy’s eyes.

“What?” he smirks, leans closer to press a kiss to his lips again. “Baby?” he whispers, and Buck shivers, a sharp gasp escaping him. Oh, he likes this. He likes when Tommy calls him just about anything, in that wonderful voice of his, but this, being called a pet name like this by a man, it’s new and thrilling, and that man being Tommy is just so exhilarating, it makes his racing heart skip a beat, and it only adds to the heat pooling in his stomach. Shit, he needs to get Tommy alone right the fuck now.

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[darkfictionjude]

Total game word count: 368,136K

Have a go at helping a teen get some food, help another teen get a date and help a man who’s looking his teen

Think about the human body

Enjoy a lovely family dinner

Meet a very special person

A bit on the shorter side my readers but something is something right? As always any issues tell me ;) (also I feel like most of my updates break saves and this one could too)

Music for this episode: Virgin State of Mind

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[lawrencespen1777]

“My eyes are so heavy.”

“Close them for a while.”

“I can’t. If I do then exhaustion wins. The illness…it wins.”

“How about you let the morphine win then? Just for a bit.”

“That would be the classy move wouldn’t it?”

“We wouldn’t want it to feel left out.”

“Then maybe I will close my eyes…for the morphine’s sake.”

“You always were a gentleman.”

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another album art inspired one- all colorpicked aside from benreys eyes

[wyvernity]

wip posting just to get something out there, and it's def a mixed bag!! the only thing more inconsistent than my posting schedule is my art style RIP

[whiskeyghoul]

Green green dress || [Spencer Reid x F!Reader] Pt.1

A/N: watched tick tick boom again and this song has been stuck on repeat in my mind so please enjoy the ramblings of a woman possessed. 

Read pt.2 here

Tags: Established relationship, female reader, no y/n, fluff, mentions of smut? more like alluding to smut, BAU reader, tick tick boom reference. MDNI.

Wordcount: 1.4K

Your hands smoothed over the non existent wrinkles of your dress. Dark, emerald green and velvet. It hugged every curve of your body just right, complimenting your natural shape so well. Emily, JJ, and Penelope had convinced you to buy it on one of the few girls days you had together. One where dress shopping was necessary for your evening out in a bar. It had been a risky pick, different from your usual attire and the plunging neckline was something you hadn’t dared to wear before. It was just a bit too out there to be worn casually, so it had hung in your closet, waiting for the perfect opportunity to wear it.

What better opportunity than an end of year party at the Rossi house hold? Where the Christmas lights would still be up, creating the perfect ambiance with the soft music that carried throughout the house. The decadent food, expensive wine, and the perfect atmosphere. With Spencer as your date you were more than excited for the evening. 

You picked up the dark plum lipstick that sat on the vanity with your other makeup, applying a quick swipe to your lips and pressing them together. “Are you almost ready?” Spencer called from down the hall. You could hear his footsteps move closer to your shared bedroom in his apartment. He’d given you the space to get ready while he sat and read one of his many books. “Almost, love.” You called back, placing the lipstick back down and fussing with your hair a bit. Trying to get it to fall just right. Perfectly effortless wasn’t as effortless as you had hoped. The door creaked open, Spencer walking in and stopping in his tracks in the door opening. 

You turned your head, looking at Spencer who stood frozen in place, hands stilled as he had been fixing his tie. His eyes focussed on you, almost entranced as he took you in. “Spence?” You asked, wondering if you had perhaps gone too out there. Like you had overdressed for some reason. You didn’t think you had. Now, a bit unsure of yourself, you got out of your chair, walking a bit closer. “Wow…” Spencer breathed out. Relief washed over you. “You had me worried for a second.” You admitted, a nervous smile playing on your lips. “Worried? You look stunning. I think you literally took my breath away just now.” Spencer rambled as he finally found his voice again. Eyes lingering on your body, taking you in as you move closer to him. His hands reach out, pulling you towards him by the waist. “I thought I overdressed.” You added, hands landing on his chest and smoothing over his suit jacket until you laced your fingers behind his neck. The hairs in his nape brushing against your skin. 

Spencer seemed to think for a moment, “Maybe you did, I think we should just stay home. It would be embarrassing to outshine everyone.” He stated, pulling your body against his. Seemingly completely enthralled by your look. A small laugh escaped you. The underlying motive to his words was clear enough. He’d rather forgo the party if it meant he could be the one taking off your dress right now. “Oh no, I did not take all that time to get ready to not be seen.” You scolded gently, playfully even. “I see you.” Spencer quickly retorted. He leaned in, quickly capturing your lips with his own to stifle any protest you would throw at him. You melted into the kiss, tightening your hands to hold Spencer closer. His hands tightened in the fabric of your dress, causing it to rise slightly exposing more of your stockings. 

You pulled away slightly from the kiss, hands moving down to cover Spencer’s. “We’re going to be late.” You whispered, lips ghosting over his lips. He breathed out through his nose, his grip loosening on your dress. “Let's be late for once.” He whispered. His eyes were filled with lust as he looked at you. You trailed your right hand up his arm, to finally reach his face, gently swiping your thumb over his lips to remove the lipstick you had left behind. His lips parted slightly, almost involuntarily before he kissed the pad of your thumb. His eyes are big, looking at you pleadingly. “Please?” he said. It was hard to say no to him, especially when he sounded so sweet. You’d give him anything he wanted if you could.

“I’ll do anything you want when we come home. We can’t miss this one, everyone will be there.” You said, not wanting to give in to his every whim. It was going to be a special evening after all. You didn’t want to miss it. You didn’t want to miss Rossi’s cooking if you were really honest. “Anything?” Spencer raised his brows slightly, you knew there were millions of things running through his head at that moment. “Anything.” You repeated with a grin. He released your dress, seemingly content with your promise of anything he’d desire, just later in the evening.

You quickly leaned up, pecking his lips in a quick kiss. Leaving another dusting of plum lipstick on his lips. “Let’s go, before we’re too late.” you added, turning away from Spencer and leaving the bedroom. His footsteps followed you to the front door, where your heels had been parked and waiting for you. Quickly sliding them on with practiced ease. Spencer held out your coat, ready to slide it on for you like he often does. “I still think we should stay home.” Spencer commented as you moved your arms into the jacket sleeves. He pulled it over your shoulders as you laughed in response to his comment. “We’ll stay home all day tomorrow too. So please, let’s have this dinner.” You said as you took his hand, lacing your fingers together, leading him out the front door and to his car. 

Arriving at David’s house went smoothly, you were a bit later than you hoped and saw the multitude of cars already parked in the driveway to the house. Lights lined either way of the walkway up to the house where the deck was lit up with twice as many lights as usual. The smell of pork and greens wafted from the house signaling dinner was being made. You walked up with Spencer, his hand on the small of your back as he guided you to the front door. Before you could even knock the door swung open with David in the opening, welcoming and ushering you inside. “Sorry we’re late.” You apologized, it was only 10 minutes after the agreed upon time but you still felt slightly bad. “Don’t sweat it, I’m sure you had to take some time to get ready. Would you like something to drink?” David immediately offered, guiding you to the living room after you hung your coats away.

Spencer’s hand was back on your waist, holding you closer to him as you walked. It was different. Yes he was often quite touchy with you but this was an unusual amount of affection. The chatter from your colleagues came from the living room, the lights were dimmed to enhance the cozy atmosphere. The two of you entered the room, the warmth inside put a blush on your face. “Finally you’re here!” Penelope exclaimed from her spot next to Derek, getting up and pulling you in for a hug. “You say it like we made you wait an hour.” Spencer chuckled before greeting the others. “It felt like it.” Penelope chided before she finally let you go. “Look at you, in the dress and everything! Gorgeous!" She complimented and took a step back. “You too, Pen. Gorgeous like always.” you smiled as you looked at the quintessential Penelope outfit but dialed up to 11.

David handed you a glass of red wine while informing everyone of how long the wait would be for dinner to be served. Pulled along with Penelope she seated you between her and Emily. Spencer sitting next to Derek, just out of reach from where you’d rather have him. You caught his look at you, the way his eyes flicked down to your legs as you sat down, dress riding up ever so slightly.

For someone surrounded by profilers he really didn’t try to hide what he was thinking about.

End note: I am working on pt.2 and is already over the length of pt.1 and I haven't even gotten to the good part yet. send help.

[bressynonym]

wipwipwip

[dangerpronebuddie]

Tease Tidbit Tuesday!!

Tagged by @daffi-990 @inell @tizniz @exhuastedpigeon who all shared INCREDIBLE stuff y'all should absolutely show some love! 💜🩵

Still working on the arson fic, but Rae's Spooktober prompts have inspired me to work on part 2 of I'll Catch You (I really need to decide on the title 😅). I'm torn between "Cause I'ma Stay Through It All" and "And Without A Warning." Any preference? I'm still torn...

“Start from the beginning, boys,” she said as she approached. “Eddie had a bad night last night. He got up early to get breakfast, then called saying he had a flat tire. But the call dropped. We went to get him, only he's not here,” Buck explained. “And his phone is smashed,” Chris said, pointing to it with a crutch. “No one else has heard from him?” Athena asked. “I- I haven't tried anyone else,” Buck said. “I thought maybe someone in one of these houses saw something, but I haven't had a chance to start asking.” “I'll get some officers on that,” Athena said. “And forensics to check his truck. But boys…” She looked between them. Chris looked up at Buck, his eyes wide. Buck smoothed a hand over his curls and focused on Athena. “What happened, ‘Thena?” Athena shook her head, her lips a thin line. “I suppose you haven't watched channel 8 news this morning?” “Dad hates that channel,” Chris said. Athena huffed a laugh. “I'm with him there, honey.” She looked at Buck. “Taylor did a special segment this morning.” Buck frowned. “About what?” “About the thin man she said didn't exist when we found Eddie,” she said. Anger burned in Buck's throat. That man had been haunting Eddie for weeks, bringing nightmares, panic attacks, and hyper-vigilance that made him jump at the slightest sound. It made Buck's heart ache to see Eddie so scared. “What did she do?” Buck asked, his voice low.

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[bisclavaret]

favourite daughter

[hezuart]

How are things going with the little nightmares channel change comic? Are you almost done with the continuation or are you just busy with your other projects? P.s. I really love how much you've done with rk/seven, him getting his happy ending with mono and getting the partner/friend he deserved got me emotional. (Seven is my favorite little nightmares character).

I'm super busy with IRL, other projects, AND LN channel change comic. I'm at least glad you're still excited for it! Seven and Mono are my favorites too hehehehe <3 Good news, I have started to line it. Bad news... the finale is gonna have to be split into... what I believe to be... 3 parts. Maybe even 4. Neutral news... part 1 is being lined now!

[bidisasterevankinard]

Tease tidbit Tuesday

Tagged by @diazsdimples @tizniz @daffi-990

More from chapter 1 I'll cover his marks on your skin with mine and again nswf for tuck/BuckTommy fwb(it should have been shorter but it ran away from me because Buck is a whore and he deserves to be a whore actually)

“Please, tell me you can go another round,” Buck says into the chest under his cheek, not stopping himself from kissing it.

Tommy chuckles under him.

“Insatiable, huh?” he asks but without any bad intonation, “I like it,” he squeezes Buck's waist, “You have any specific ideas?”

Buck thinks about his idea about the wall sex, but he knows Tommy might be tired after the game and first round, and he has a better idea.

Blue-eyed uses all his strength left in his fucked body to get up, now sitting on top of the man, smirking feeling he is not the only one half hard already.

“Do you love it when people ride you, firefighter Kinard?” Buck asks, kissing the shoulder he is going to mark with his nails, while he will bounce on the dick that throbs near his ass, “I guess it was yes?”

Buck knows his face is the one that Conner once called “angelic”. He smiles like he is asking something absolute pure, with his clean and bright blue eyes and big eyelashes he bats purposefully. No one can say no to this face. And he always fucked so good after.

“Yes, fuck yes,” Tommy kisses him hard, biting his bottom lip. “I bet you can ride and make me feel so good, don’t you? Because you’re such a good boy,” man smirks on Buck’s loud moan.

Yep, definitely a good idea to mention his praise kink.

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[darkfictionjude]

Current word count: 169,747K

A glimpse at our hero(ine) with their parents

Found out what’s been going on at school for the past few weeks

Make a choice with either helping an old man with a smelly house, a prickly taxidermist or a love-struck fisher

Risk death in one of the three side quests

Or maybe discover a hidden fourth path with someone very close to your mc

Music for this episode: Twin Peaks Theme

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As always any typos just send me a message :)

[burnthatbridge]

illicit affairs

buddie | E | chapter 1 of 8(ish) | 3k | just a boy helping his boy bestie figure out gay sex, with a side of infidelity This is how it starts: Buck goes on a date with Tommy. How it goes from there, Eddie can't even begin to explain.

Chapter 1: born from just one single glance

It’s in the aftermath, when Bobby and Athena are safe and being checked over and the 118 plus family and friends is piled in the waiting room as usual — they all have their preferred chairs with how often they’re here — that Eddie’s unfocused mild interest in this new guy who his friends trust, turns to sharp notice. 

Eddie has to step away to call Carla, to let her know they got Athena and Bobby, to assure her that he’s fine, Buck’s fine, they’re all fine. And then he spares an extra moment to text Marisol because he knows she’ll see the news soon, if she hasn’t already, and will worry.

After, when he returns to the waiting room, Tommy’s in his seat. Eddie doesn’t really have a specific one he favors so much as he always takes one next to Buck. So, it follows that, Tommy is now sitting beside Buck. 

When Eddie left, Buck’d been pale-faced, and shaky in a way he wasn’t when Bobby was missing and he had a goal to focus on. Eddie hadn’t wanted to leave him, but it was Buck who’d said didn’t he need to call Carla? Let Chris know they’re okay?

Eddie pauses across the room and regards the scene before him. Tommy is leaned in, chatting to Buck, making wide, expressive gestures with his hands as he does. Buck’s still more grey than pink in the cheeks and one hand is clutching the arm of his chair, but he’s stopped picking at the patch of peeling paint he’s about tripled in size over their past handful of waiting room residences and there’s a hint of a smile curling the side of his mouth, which had been a grim line before, waiting for the doctor to report back on Bobby and Athena, waiting to be allowed to see them. 

“He’s in good hands.”

Eddie starts at Hen’s words. She appears from behind him carrying two paper cups of what Eddie understands from experience is the worst coffee known to man. He used to force it down because caffeine is caffeine, but he can’t anymore. It reminds him too much of the three minutes and seventeen seconds that were some of the worst of his life.

read on ao3

[chainslobber]

dabi lovers rejoice: this is the hottest version of him I've ever drawn. Dry those panties and unpitch those tents before you hurt yourselves.