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dry - From You Spino Me Right 'Round (CW-ish? arousal mentioned)

Vitale huffed an irritated breath and pulled his mate's hand up so he could inspect his injury. He was disappointed to discover he had been right about the weakness of his mate's skin. He had hoped it was more durable than he had thought. But there was a small stream of blood sliding down the smallest clawless finger to prove that Vitale had been right. Leaning forward his tongue flicked out and he carefully captured the blood and drew his mate's finger into his mouth, using his own lips to block his teeth from damaging his mate further. His mate made more sounds he could not understand but he thought might be his mate's way of communicating. Vitale lifted his gaze and looked up at his mate not convinced that he would be able to understand any more from his observations but having to try. Just in case there was something he could figure out.  Anthony slipped his own tongue out to lick his dry lips as the strange man stared up at him. He could feel the other's tongue curling around his finger and it sent a bolt of arousal through his body. A pulse he still was not sure he should actually feel. But he was no longer sure that there was any actual danger from the stranger. Even if he did not seem to understand anything Anthony had said. The other man pulled away from his finger, dropping his gaze back down to Anthony's finger and examining it. His rough fingers added pressure and moved up to Anthony's palm then arm. He felt a spike of fear feeling the sharp claws against his skin. Vitale tried to focus on his mate's well being. He was examining him for more injuries, telling himself that it was not so he could keep touching his mate even if the way the soft flesh molded to his touch fascinated him. He thought about the way it would feel if he pressed his mouth against his mate. He felt his own arousal pulsing through his body. He had barely managed to avoid pinning his mate down and exploring his body when the taste of his blood had sent pulses of arousal through his body. But at the moment there was the bitter burn of fear drowning out the scent of his mate's previous arousal.

why - From my Underworld fic

“It’s shocking.” Simone admitted. “I know the feeling.” Riley glanced sideways at the clock. There were still a few hours before sundown. She chewed her lip lightly while an internal war raged in her mind before she finally sighed. She hadn’t lied when she told Selene that she would choose her sister over the coven. “Listen. I’m glad ya called. Something’s happened at the Coven. Something big.” “Why are you telling me?” Simone's voice was defensive over the phone. Riley's lips twitched in a smile. She was glad her sister suspected her of treachery, it meant she was less likely to get killed by another death dealer because she would be cautious. “Because you’re my sister and I refuse to watch you die. Viktor has been woken up. Lucian should understand what that means if he’s half as old and smart as they say.” “…You’re really abandoning your coven to help lycans?” Simone's voice was laced with disbelief and shock, possibly a bit of hope as well. “No. I’m abandoning the coven for my sister. If it helps out some other dogs then so be it.” Riley talked over Simone when she tried to speak. She knew if she didn’t say it now she may never say it. “I’ve got very little personal attachment to anyone in my coven. Definitely not the same as you have to the brute that came with you to meet with me.” “Raze is not a brute!” “AND you are my sister. No matter what we are changed into that will not change.” Riley ignored the interruption. “I refuse to be your enemy. I’m going where ever you are.”

Try - from the Avatar(cameron movies) Jake/Tsu'tey A/B/O verse WIP

Tsu'tey held his mate across his lap. He had tried to force a tsaheyl, hoping it would pull his mate's soul back, but the body was unresponsive. All he could do was stroke his hand through Jake's hair and down his back. He placed his mate into their sleeping hammock, closing it so no one would disturb or peer at his sleeping mate while he was vulnerable.  Stopping one of the young warriors, Tsu'tey asked where he could locate Grace. The dreamwalker should be among them by now. She would know what happened to his mate. And she would fix it. She could inform the other sky people that Jakesully was now Tsu'tey's and would no longer be walking between the two peoples. She was talking to Nyteri, Mo'at, and Eytukan. Tsu'tey nodded his thanks. He needed to inform the clan leaders he had taken a mate. Tsu'tey was glad Jake would not be there. If Nyteri took a mate before talking to him he would try to return them to Ewya. The Olo'eyktan and Tsahìk did not have to be a mated pair but it was rare they were not. And they had been promised to each other after Sylwanin. He wasn't stupid, they respected each other and trusted the other to help each other lead their people to the best of their abilities. After greetings were exchanged Grace was the first to speak. She asked Tsu'tey if he could tell her where she could find Jake. Tsu'tey's lips pulled back and the woman took a step away with wide eyes at his angry hiss. "No."

fly - From Unnamed Fantasy Western Thrupple

“I want to be clean when we make it back to town.” Clara defended her decision as if the beast would actually respond to her. “Without worrying about some pervert peeking.” Again the hippogriff tossed his head, turning to nip at a fly. His tail lashed irritably from one side to the other as he tipped his head and scented the air. Clara watched him for a moment, and when it appeared there was no scent in the air that alarmed him she huffed a breath out at him. Clara gulped a lungful of air before dunking herself under. She broke the surface with a shiver before swimming over the opposite side of the creek. She released a sigh as the sun hit her even if the water was still too cool to be comfortable the sun more than made up for it. After scrubbing for as long as she could stand being in the cool water, Clara pulled herself up onto a sun-warmed stone and fanned her hair out over it. She idly traced her fingers against the smooth stone beneath her with one hand while her other traced the faded bruises across her skin. She added pressure carefully, more to assure herself that they were healing better than she would have thought, she sent a silent thanks to whatever deity would listen for elven healing salves.

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ROYGBIV tag

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Red - from Tricera-Tops

Kathrin scrambled away from the new beast when he turned around and started towards her. Her hand touched her tablet and she grasped it in her hands and held it up  as a shield. She had her legs curled towards her chest, her back flat on the ground, her eyes closed, and gasping frightened breath ripping from her mouth. There was a deep chuffing sound and then a large hand closed around her ankle. Another lifted up and wrapped around her wrist. They were rough, Kathrin could feel the scrape of scales as he pulled her limbs away from her torso. Opening her eyes Kathrin stared into nearly red eyes, with gold sparks through them.

Orange

Anthony slowly regained consciousness. He was warm, something was blowing hot air on his body and he was not quite sure what to make of that. He turned his head slowly and looked over his shoulder and found himself staring into the bright orange eyes that he would have sworn were part of a very vivid nightmare of being chased through the forest by a monster. Anthony tried to look around and realized wherever he was it seemed to be made of mostly stone or something similar.

Yellow - panel description from gay superhero comic

POV from the door looking into the living room. There's a small TV, old boobtube kinda tv. Probably black and white. Broken Rabbit ear antenna sits on top. Piles of magazines and books litter every available surface with tools and broken/barely put together tech laying arund as well. There's a single faded yellowed couch - think 70s couch

Green - from Wanted: 'Til Death

Phil felt his lungs deflate with a sigh of relief when he spotted a splash of auburn red hair beneath a black hat and the splash of signature green of his bandanna around his neck. Robin was dancing with a woman Phil recognized almost immediately. Madame Marian. Phil’s gaze darted back towards Little John, realizing where he recognized the women from.

Blue - from the Avatar(cameron) unnamed fic

"Return to your body, JakeSully." Tsu'tey dropped Jake onto one of the link pods. Jake flinched as his elbow connected with the metal siding. "Why?" Jake snarled sitting up and glaring at Tsu'tey. "Because I want my mate." Tsu'tey crossed his arms. Jake stared with a frown up at the large blue alien glaring down at him. Finally he sighed and shook his head pushing himself to the edge of the pod bed. "No. You want what you think your mate is, you're repulsed by reality." Tsu'tey's jaw tensed as he stared down at the human reaching for the chair still held in his hand. Tsu'tey dropped the chair by the body and leaned over the human Forcing Jake to lean away. "I see you JakeSully."

Indigo

Violet

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9 lines, 9 people

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Taking my lines from my Tsu'tey/Jake Sully A/B/O fic. As always they snip is bellow the cut.

"I see you." Jake couldn't stop himself from laughing at the leaves and sticks tangled in his mate's hair. He reached out and started pulling them from Tsu'tey's hair. "You ran away." "You just said I had to link in-" "That's not what I meant." Tsu'tey pressed his mate into the ground more firmly. He let his body press down onto the willing body beneath him. He ran his hands down the length of his mate's body. "You ran away from me." "You didn't seem to want to see much of me." Jake avoided curling up up into a ball only because his mate had him so firmly pinned down to the ground.

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Your words are: Entrance, Bottle, Key, and Vent

My words are break, fix, lose, and find which can be found bellow the cut

Taken from multiple WIPs

break - Claire heard Andrew's voice breaking as he begged them to let her go, to just kill him.

fix - Darin had not thought much of it when people were stopping to talk, but now she realized that he did not turn once to face her. Once again she had an unpleasant feeling in her chest as if she had done something wrong, that she should fix something. Though she could not think of what it could be for the life of her.

lose lost - "Tried telling them you aren't at home tree but they won't listen to me." Grace rolled her eyes. "As if I haven't been there trying to help them find your dumbass. So Marine where did you get lost at so we can get your avatar before something else does?"

find - "Ah." Jayne turned his back on Mal again. His alpha wanted to know that he wasn't needed. That he didn't have any duty that night to Jayne. He blew out an angry huff of air, unwilling to admit the sting of jealousy that shot through him when he thought about what Mal would be doing instead. "Sure I can find entertainment later if I need to."

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WIP Wednesday

I was tagged by - @late-to-the-fandom Rules:

In a reblog (or new post/w rules attached) post up to five filenames of your WIPs, not titles, file names

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be something you wrote in the last 7 days (we're posting progress here. If you haven't made any, go make some and come back to post!)

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I’m tagging - @mariahwritesstuff, @author-a-holmes, @wildswrites, @moonandris and leaving an open tag too because I can

I feel like my naming privileges should probably be taken away...I cuss a lot. 1 - Gay Ass Fucking Superhero Comic that needs a god damn name

2 - Robin Hood But Gay and Western 

3- Only Supposed to be one fucking thing buuut...Beauty and the Beast meats Little Mermaid

4 - Western with Orcs and Elves - Need to figure out a title

5- tsuteyxsully - omega verse

Snip bellow the cut for Robin Hood But Gay and Western - no edits just copied straight from the file in it’s unedited glory.

Robin sat between Phil and Tuck as they ate their meal. He was happy to not that the cr3ew seemed to be relaxing around the sheriff. He knew the other man would be plenty handy around the camp. He had half expected a fight from John when Robin had handed over one of the rifles and asked the other man to join in on the hunting. But John and Phil had seemed to fall into working together with no problem. And once John showed his acceptance of the sheriff the rest of the crew had fallen into step. They all started relaxing and making jokes about the other man chasing them around."It'll work out the stiffness in her wings!" Cole gestured towards where Nix was ignoring Char as he made happy chirping sounds and attempted to groom her feathers.Phil laughed and nearly choked on the fish he was eating. "And risk you injury from running off a cliff? Not when I'll be the one having to drag your useless corpse back to camp.""And I will not be patching you back up again." Will shook his finger at the young man. "Once was enough!""You guys are-" Cole's statement was cut off by the sound of many hooves coming towards camp. Men surged to their feet and guns were drawn. Ridding in front with her girls fanning out on mounts behind her Marian raised an eyebrow at the welcome."If I didn't know better I'd think that I wasn't welcome." Marian felt a flash of relief seeing Phil among the group of men slowly lowering their guns in confusion."What are you doing here?" Robin stepped forward reaching for her waist and pulling her from her mount with a confused half smile. "They attacked the Vixen." Marian's eyes flashed with anger. "Wanted me to turn you in and when I told them I didn't know anything they torched the building."Men moved to help the women unload the belongings they had. Phil tried to pretend that he wasn't hurt by the presence of the woman. It wasn't like he and Robin had been building more than friendship. He avoided looking towards Tuck as much as possible, not trusting the preacher to not see right through the smile he forced on his lips. It made sense that when danger struck Marian would go to Robin. She was marrying him after all. Wasn't there something about trust there or something?

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As always my snips are bellow the cut. CW/TW are posted with each snip if they need one.

Snip from the Jake Sully/Tsu'tey Avatar A/B/O AU I'm working on. TW/CW - Jake has issues with his human body

"JakeSully." Tsu'tey's voice was sharp and curled with enough authority Jake was sure that had he been linked to a body with more omega instincts than beta he would have stopped immediately, fallen into line and done anything that Tsu'tey asked. As it was he only hesitated a moment before increasing his pace. But then Tsu'tey was grabbing him up again. This time the Navi pulled Jake from his chair. Jake struggled in the grasp but Tsu'tey simply walked away with the small human after scooping up the chair up. "God damn you, put me down!" Jake cursed the large male.  "Return to your body, JakeSully." Tsu'tey dropped Jake onto one of the link pods. Jake flinched as his elbow connected with the metal siding. "Why?" Jake snarled sitting up and glaring at Tsu'tey. "Because I want my mate." Tsu'tey crossed his arms. Jake stared with a frown up at the large blue alien glaring down at him. Finally he sighed and shook his head pushing himself to the edge of the pod bed. "No. You want what you think your mate is, you're repulsed by reality." Tsu'tey's jaw tensed as he stared down at the human reaching for the chair still held in his hand. Tsu'tey dropped the chair by the body and leaned over the human Forcing Jake to lean away. "I see you JakeSully."

From Jur-ass-ic series, the You Spino Me Right 'Round. CW/TW minor blood, licking blood.

"Oh god...what are you?" Anthony tried to push himself away from the beast turned man but his large hands simply clamped around Anthony's arms and pulled him closer, pressing his mouth against the side of his neck and inhaling sharply. Anthony lifted his hands to push the head away with a choked sound. He knew that having his throat ripped out was very low on the list of ways he wanted to die. He didn't really want to die at all. His hand slipped against the hard rough skin and his little finger slid against one of the sharp teeth in the man's mouth. Anthony yelped and jerked away looking down and seeing blood welling up on his finger. He blinked a few times then lifted his gaze back to the unnerving eyes when the creature made a soft worried sound. Vitale huffed an irritated breath and pulled his mate's hand up so he could inspect his injury. He was disappointed to discover he had been right about the weakness of his mate's skin. He had hoped it was more durable than he had thought. But there was a small stream of blood sliding down the smallest unclawed finger to prove that Vitale had been right. Leaning forward his tongue flicked out and he carefully captured the blood and drew his mate's finger into his mouth, using his own lips to block his teeth from damaging his mate further. His mate made more sounds he could not understand but he thought might be his mate's way of communicating. Vitale lifted his gaze and looked up at his mate not convinced that he would be able to understand any more from his observations but having to try. Just in case there was something he could figure out. 

This snip is from the A/B/O Firefly fic I'm working on, Jayne Cob/Simon Tam. CW/TW: unexpected heat, in public

Jayne decided he did not envy Mal in the slightest if Inara's heats were anything like Simon's were. He also wondered how anyone had missed the omega's heats during his time on Serenity or if it was just Jayne that had been clueless. "Shiong mao niao." Jayne glared at the passerbys while dragging the doctor along with him. "Then again all Mal has ta do is give a knot. Not keep 'em both from loosin' clothes." Jayne caught Simon's hand as the omega reached for Jayne's belt again. At first, Jayne had been taking the omega in pre-heat the fastest route back to the docks and Serenity he could, but then the smaller man had cried out in pain and doubled over. Jayne's grip had slipped from his upper arm and Simon had hit his knees. Jayne had seen Simon shot, seen him afraid, but had never seen the doctor so much as a sniffle. But when Jayne reached down and yanked the doctor back to his feet there had been tears and his face had twisted in agony. Jayne hated the broken sounds of pain leaving the doctor's mouth as he clutched at his abdomen. The scent of full heat drew too much attention and the doctor shook when he stood. Jayne had reached out without thinking and threaded his fingers into Simon's hair, pushing it from his sweaty forehead. The skin-to-skin contact seemed to snap something in Simon's brain because the doctor was no longer trying to curl up in pain. Instead, he was pressing himself against Jayne. Clinging to Jayne with panting breath against his skin.

A Sparrington(Jack Sparrow/James Norrington) soulmate AU. CW/TW: Sex

"I think you do Jamie." Jack let one hand continue upwards until he could start teasing at the smaller man's nipples. His fingers gently beginning to roll the nubs between his finger and thumb while the other began to work its way down until his finger tips brushed against the hem of James' pants. "But I can stop now. If you really want. Say the words Jamie." James was silent as he felt his own cock hardening. He couldn't bring himself to say the words. He had told himself he would say them, that he would not accept the other man as his mate when he had first noticed the edges of the tattoo. But he had dreamed of finding his mate for so long that he couldn't bring himself to say the words. All he could do was close his eyes and feel his cock hardening at the teasing touch and warm breath. "Try to be quiet, Love." Jack whispered as he began loosening James's trousers. "Unless you want an audience."

From an unnamed fated mates werewolf story loosely inspired by beauty and the beast. CW/TW: fear, blood, mild gore

Amatus felt saliva at the back of his head, soaking into his hair, as whatever the beast was started mouthing at the knot of his blindfold. It fell from his eyes and Amatus choked back his sobs, knowing it wouldn't do him any good. He could see two giant paws on either side of him, their claws soaked in blood that dyed the silvered fur red. He did not dare look over his shoulder. The beasts mouth was at his wrists, where the rope tied his hands tightly. He felt teeth grazing his skin as he was suddenly jerked up. Amatus could not stop the frightened gasp that left his throat and it broke the damn. Sobs started ripping through his body. He could see another of the beasts, this one a darker gray than the paws hinted at for the one behind him, also covered in blood. He made a step forward only for the one behind Amatus to snarl and lunge forward towards him. Amatus crashed into the ground, closing his eyes against the mud. When he turned his head sideways he spotted another of the beasts again. This one was not alive though. It was barely recognizable and Amatus could not begin to guess what color it may have been, torn apart as it was. The beast behind him placed one of its giant paws on Amatus, pressing down between his shoulders. His teeth back near Amatus' wrists as it pulled on the knot. Once his wrists slid free of the rope, the beast lifted his paw and nosed at the rope burns around Amatus' wrists with a low whimper. Amatus shivered at the sound.  The darker beast made a huffing sound that got a growl from the one over Amatus again. Amatus tried to choke back the frightened sound and push himself back down into the mud. He thought maybe if he was covered in enough of it the beast would not register him as food. But the beast tugged at his shirt until he had pulled Amatus to his feet. Then he started nudging at Amatus, forcing the frightened man to take a stumbling step forward. Then he repeated the process.  "Alright. Alright." Amatus gasped and started walking slowly without the prodding. "Alright. Dinner to go."

Unnamed werewolf story, an arranged marriage.

Duncan was amused, despite his outward boredom, at his half brother's obvious aggravation. Jay had, for all intents and purposes, lost Duncan's promised mate. Duncan knew the general whereabouts of each of his pack members at all times or could easily find out where they were. His pack was considerably smaller than his brother's but it still seemed careless to not have members know where other members were. Someone in the pack should have known where Elizabeth was in Duncan's opinion. Duncan did. He had sent his best trackers out to find and follow her after arriving in his brother’s pack’s territory. Last he knew she was at a cemetery. Duncan wondered if something had gone wrong, but then dismissed the thought. If something was wrong he would have received a phone call. No sooner had the thought crossed his mind than his phone began ringing, interrupting his brother's annoying finger-tapping. "Hello." "We lost her." A frustrated growl answered him.

From Wanted: 'Til Death,

“Just what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Phil snarled. Robin froze in his shadowed hiding spot. He relaxed his shoulders when it became apparent that the guards were the subject of the sheriff's ire and Robin himself had apparently not been discovered. “We...heard a noise.” One of the guards stuttered. “You heard a sound.” Phil mocked, his face contorting with his rage. Spittle flew as he shouted at the two men, the vein on the side of his neck throbbed. “Tuck hangs tomorrow! If Robin is going to rescue him it will be tonight! I will not loose him because two fucking idiots left their post! Get back to where you belong!” The two men raced past the sheriff stumbling over themselves to get away. Robin swallowed against the fear that surged up replacing the hope that Phil was oblivious to his presence when dark eyes landed on him. Robin could see the swirl of hate and hurt at war in the narrowed gaze. The two men stood in a tense silence, the sheriff’s threat of watching Robin hang swinging ominously between them. The sheriff slowly reached towards his belt, beside his revolver, and unclipped his keys. “Oh, no.” Phil’s tone was flat as he held up his keys between his thumb and index finger. “It appears I have dropped my keys somewhere.” He shook the keys towards the other man. “I guess I can’t go through the side door. I’ll have to retrace my steps back to the second floor, middle cell, where Father Tuck is. I’ll have to talk to the guards and see if they’ve seen my keys.” Phil ignored the brush of Robin’s fingers as the other man slowly took the keys. “It’ll take me two minutes to get there.”

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Find the word tag

Thank you for the tag @mthollowell-writes, you can find her post here.

Softly no pressure tagging - @writernopal, @oh-no-another-idea, @wren-of-the-woods, @late-to-the-fandom, and leaving an open tag for the words: Trail, Cave, Effort, Dozen

My words are: Simmer, Match, Radio, and Leaves.

The snips are bellow the cut, TW/CW are above each snip.

Simmer

From an arranged marriage(mating?) werewolf story. CW/TW: None

Beth remembered Duncan mentioning Alison raising him, she wondered if the alpha knew how protective she was of him too. Grinning despite herself Beth walked over to the counter. “Alright. Can I help?” Alison eyed her for a moment. “You any good at cooking?” Beth shrugged. “I haven’t burnt anything in years.” Alison laughed. "That is good enough for me then." Beth fell into the familiar routine of cooking with the other woman. She did not think about her rank in the new pack, or how others would perceive her as she took orders from the little old woman without any hesitation. Turning the broth down to a low simmer Beth couldn't stop the soft curl at the corner of her mouth, the scent almost identical to the smell of the kitchen when her father was cooking. "Go away." Alison's voice drew Beth from her memories she looked up at the where the pack alpha had his hands in the air eyeing the wooden spoon pointing at his chest distrustfully. "You're holding my mate hostage." Duncan lifted his gaze up to Beth pleadingly. "She's useful in the kitchen. You best just find yourself back where you came from." Alison shook the spoon more. "You're not too old for me to put in the corner!" Beth snorted a laugh and turned back to her task.

Match

From the Super Gay Ass Fucking Comic TW/CW - implied child abuse,

PANEL 4 GAY ASS FUCKING SUPERHERO COMIC THAT NEEDS A GOD DAMN NAME # - INTERITIO - ISSUE 1 - 5. Nik standing in front of his parents. They're beaming at him. Father's Hands slapping onto his shoulders. They're in matching uniforms. His siblings stand in the back in shadows. Brother has bruises on visible skin. Their uniforms match their parent's. Mother is handing him a uniform that matches theirs. Nik is obviously excited. NIK'S FATHER: With your advancements you won't even have to continue school. Full time hero work with your family is what awaits you, Son. NIK Thank you, Father

Radio

From the sequel to Bound and Determined (A/B/O Firefly AU) I'm writing, tentatively titled Just Bound for now. CW/TW - Implied sex, a/b/o dynamics, it's an a/b/o AU

"Jayne?" Mal made sure to keep his hands away from Jayne's neck. The omega was always very touchy about it, especially when his own emotions were running high. He carefully pulled the omega from the spilled beans and got him standing at least halfway upright. Mal turned him towards the hall. "Go to bed. Get some rest. I'll check on you later." Jayne flinched at Mal's words despite the alpha trying his best to keep them low and soft. Mal watched him carefully as the omega made his way to his room and he listened for the sound of the lock engaging before going to coms. He knew Zoe would have a radio on her. "Zoe?" "Yes Captain?" Zoe's voice was as cool and crisp as ever and Mal closed his eyes praying for the strength she always seemed to have. He wanted answers, he knew he would not get them from Jayne, but there was one other person on his ship who may have them.  "I need you to find the Doc for me and have him come back to Serenity for a bit." Mal thought he had done a decent job keeping his voice steady. "What happened Captain?" Zoe's voice was sharper and Mal flinched. "Nothin'. No one's hurt. Just got a couple private questions for him." Mal tried to lace his voice with alpha command that never worked on Zoe. "Bet he got his knot stuck!" Wash's voice laughed and Mal closed his eyes and prayed not to have too much strength because it would be too easy to break a certain beta's neck and he was sure that Zoe would not forgive that.

Leaves

From my A/B/O Avatar(Cameron movies)Tsu'tey/Jake Sully fic CW/TW: None

Tsu'tey glared at Jake who couldn't stop the smirk on his lips as he dove. Jake bit his lip and adjusted his grip to grab the queue, reminding Bob that it wasn't the first time Jake had thought to do this, even if it was the first time he was following through. He could feel his Ikran becoming unease and tried to send soothing thoughts to his bonded before disconnecting the queue and dropping to the forest. Jake grunted as he fell through the canopy, trying to grab foliage to slow himself down. He gasped for the air knocked out of his lungs when he hit the ground. Pushing himself Jake started running through the trees hoping he was going in a direction different than Bob. Jake did not have nearly as much time as he thought he would before he heard the sound of feet running after him. Jake had just looked over his shoulder when a body slammed into his own and the two of them went rolling through the undergrowth. Snarling, pushing and nipping at each other. "I see you, JakeSully." Tsu'tey panted when he finally got his mate pinned beneath his body. "I see you." Jake couldn't stop himself from laughing at the leaves and sticks tangled in his mate's hair. He reached out and started pulling them from Tsu'tey's hair. "You ran away." "You just said I had to link in-" "That's not what I meant." Tsu'tey pressed his mate into the ground more firmly. He ran his hands down the length of his mate's body. "You ran away from me." "You didn't seem to want to see much of me." Jake avoided curling up up into a ball only because his mate had him so firmly pinned down to the ground.

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Thank you for the tag @mthollowell-writes and you can see her post here.

Rules: Bold the themes that appear in your WIP (& italicize those that are loosely covered) then tag 10 people.

No pressure tagging - @author-a-holmes, @tales-from-nocturnaliss, @writernopal, @void-botanist, @mrbexwrites, @late-to-the-fandom, @talesofsorrowandofruin, @cheerfulmelancholies, @oh-no-another-idea. @wren-of-the-woods

After some considereation I decided to swing with my Avatar(cameron movies) A/B/O AU I've been working on since it's what I was most recently poking at.

addiction | beauty | betrayal | change vs. tradition | chaos vs. order | circle of life | coming of age | communication | convention vs. rebellion | corruption | courage | crime and law | dangers of ignorance | darkness and light | death | desire to escape | dreams | displacement | empowerment | facing darkness | facing reality | faith vs. doubt | fall from grace | fame and fortune | family | fate | fear | fear of failure | free will | friendship | fulfillment | good vs. bad | government | greed | guilt and forgiveness | hard work | heroism | hierarchy | honesty | hope | identity crisis | immortality | independence | individual vs. society | inner vs. outer strength | innocence | injustice | isolation | knowledge vs. ignorance | life | loneliness | lost love | love | man vs. nature | manipulation | materialism | motherhood | nature | nature vs. nurture | oppression | optimism | peer pressure | poverty | power | power of words | prejudice | pride | progress | quest | racism | rebirth | relationships | religion | responsibility | revenge | sacrifice | secrets | self-awareness | self-preservation | self-reliance | sexuality | social class structure | survival | technology | temptation and destruction | time | totalitarianism | weakness | vanity | war | wealth | wisdom of experience | youth

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WIP Folder Tag

Thank you for the tag @talesofsorrowandofruin, her post can be viewed here!

No pressure tagging:

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

College Hunt

Rejected Mate

Arranged

Dogs of the Past

Just Bound

First Heat

TsuteyXSully Omega Verse AU

Stucky needs a god damn title

Sparrington Soulmate AU

JayneXSimon Omega Verse AU

SuperBat

Jur-ass-ic Monster Fucking

Western with Orcs and elves

Just your average clerk

Fucking Christmas

Sex Pollen

Robin Hood but Gay and Western

Only Supposed to be one fucking thing buuut...Beauty and the Beast meats Little Mermaid

Gay Ass Fucking Superhero Comic that needs a god damn name

Against All Odds

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First Lines Tag Game

Tagged by @author-a-holmes 

This is my first time doing a first line tag so I’m super excited about it. I’ve got WIPs(those most recently updated) and finished stories(if finished they’re linked) all mixed in so...yeah.

How To Play:

Share the first sentence of your last ten stories. If you haven’t written ten stories, share as many first sentences as you have.

I’m tagging: @wildswrites @beacarline @ashen-crest @astorythatwritesitself​ 

1. “Second Chance” - Original WIP

Ambrose stared down at the small child.

A short story that @sapphicwitchstudio​ will hopefully be doing an illistration for at our local comicon later this year. I'm not sold on the tilte yet.

2. Untitled Sparrington Soulmate AU

James rubbed his temple as he watched the captain sway his way around the deck.

A WIP Jack Sparrow/James Norrington Soulmate AU that I honestly don’t know when I’ll get around to finishing it. It’ll be a one-shot when I do.

3. Tsu’tey/Jake ABO Untitled story

Tsu'tay traced his hand down his mate's side.

This one is getting closer and closer to being done and I still desperately need to name it.

4. Robin Hood but gay and western - Original WIP

"Our hearts are broken.“

One of my main WIPS. Really not that catchy is it?

5. Safe Home - Reader Insert Bi-Han from Mortal Kobat

You curled up on yourself, your arms wrapped tightly around your legs that were crushing against your chest.

Short little one off voice kink fic.

6. Soft Charles - Charthur short fluffy fic WIP

Arthur rubbed the back of his neck and looked around the forest for any sign of the other man.

My wife loves Red Dead Redemption 2, while I’ve never played and only watched her paly a bit here and there it floods my timeline. I know she loves this ship and I saw someone posting that Charles never gets to be the soft one so I’m working on it.

7. Untitled NSFW Dax/Worf - dirty fic WIP

Worf rubbed the back of his neck as he tipped his head back to stare at the bright lights running along the hall as he approached his room. .

Huh...this one or the above one may need a change in first line...That said my wife loves Startrek and this is one of her favorite ships. IDK anything about the show so this one is really slow going because there’s so much to read through so I don’t royally screw this up.

8. Tsu’tey Sees - HC Avatar part 1 series

Tsu'tey was adapting to life with Jake as Neytiri's mate.

I love head cannon posts and sometimes I just have to write for them. This Tsu’tey/Reader fic is the result of one. 

9. Pervect Relations - Aahz/Skeeve Fanfiction

"Hey, Kid, got a moment?" Aahz's voice drew Skeeve's attention from the paperwork that continuously seemed to pile up on his desk.

Cheating a bit, technically two sentences but whatever, this is for a fandom I don’t think many people even think about or know and the ship...I’m self indulging. 

10. “Better Alarm” - Original Shortstoy

Bast sat and stared down at the sleeping human.

Haven’t quite decided what I’m doing with this short story one way or another but it is technically done?

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Last Line tag game

I got tagged by @late-to-the-fandom

I'll go ahead and tag @arionawrites @wildswrites @author-a-holmes @emberlyric

Last piece I was working on was my Avatar ABO AU XD so here's the last bit I wrote there.

Tsu'tey spread his hand over Jake's chest and pulled him close. He focused on sending as much positivity as he could to his mate. Tried to enforce that he cared about Jake, that Tsu'tey knew Jake was doing his best. And that he was sorry for putting him through the pain he was having. So much he was attempting to reject a [bond].

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Find the word game

Thank you for the tag @author-a-holmes, my words are:  Wet, Deep, Glow, and Groan.

Tagging with no pressure: @mariahwritesstuff, @wildswrites, @moonandris, @late-to-the-fandom​, and an open tag

Your words are:  vessel,  experiment,  tissue, and  identity

CW - sex

Wet

A broken sob ripped from her throat. The twins began to fuss in her arms at the movement, brought unwillingly awake. Aaro tightened his finger in her hair and brought his mouth to her cheek. Softly kissing the tears away. Before lowering his mouth down to hers. “I’ll build a pack.” He promised against her lips. “Then I’ll send for you, Ro, and Beth. And you’ll come back to Leo and I. We’ll be together.” “Won’t that be a fun pack?” A deep voice drew their attention to the human entering the motel room. “A rogue for an alpha, and two lunas? One of them a human ex-hunter?” “Ro.” Aaro smiled at the human who walked over to them with a limp. Roland reached down and carefully lifted the blue-wrapped bundle from his mate’s arms. “Shhh.” Roland rocked the child softly. “Leonis, you’re safe.” The baby went cross-eyed trying to focus on him. A soft, almost growl trying to form, the baby trying to twist and see where Sarah was quieting Elizabeth after Aaro’s bark of laughter shocked her into crying again. The werewolf grinned and pulled the human into their circle while trailing his fingers over his pup’s head softly. “That’s my boy.” Sarah’s laugh was wet and moist. “He really is…he’s going to be so strong.” “He already is.” Roland shifted the child over to Aaro. Aaro’s smile softened to something haunted. “If he wasn’t…I could leave him with you.” “We’d still be separating from you.” Roland squeezed Aaro’s arm before leaning over and pressing his lips against the corner of his mouth. Sarah let out another soft whine, pressing herself against her mates. She whispered into Aaro’s shoulder while leaning into Roland’s chest. “One more time.”

Deep

“They’re more than scent suppressors,” Simon whispered. He could feel his heartbeat picking up speed. Silence rang through the med bay as Simon’s words sank in. Mal frowned deeply at the medic. “Doc, I know how this’ll sound comin’ from someone like me to you of all people, but those are illegal for a reason.” Simon’s lips twitched. “Trust me I know.” “Then go off them,” Mal ordered. He had no problem letting people make their own decisions but everyone knew the stories of what suppressants could do to a body. “I can’t Mal.” “Gun HOE-tze bee DIO-se why the hell not?” Mal was glaring and towering over Simon. “You know how bad they are and don’t mind the crew knowing.” Simon sighed. “My father wouldn’t risk disgrace to save River. But after I presented he risked a felony to get suppressants so the verse would never know he had an omega son. I’ve had one heat my entire life, Mal. Of course, it was phrased to be for my benefit. No one wants an omega doctor, and I was already on the track to success.” “Tai-kong suo-yo duh shing-chiou sai-jin wuh duh pee-goo.” Mal rubbed his face. “What’s that mean Doc? For those of us not the top three percent of the class.”

Glow

The scent of smoke and alcohol flooded Phil's nose. He reached up and rubbed his nose while looking around and letting his eyes adjust to the dim lighting. There was a low hum of to many voices crowded into too tight of a space with the undercut of a piano strumming softly beneath.  Phil wasn't sure if the scent of cigarette smoke or incense was the bigger cause of the haze filled room. He figured it was probably a combination of both. Not that they would stand a chance of getting anyone here to stop smoking. And the incense was needed to covered up the heavy scent of sex. Phil saw some of Marian's girls look his way but none of them approached him. He saw one of the newer women take a step in his direction, eyes nearly glowing with the prospect of fresh meat for the night but one of the other women grabbed her arm and shook her head. Phil gave a small nod of thanks in their direction before walking further into the room. Then he was stopped by a hand on his own arm. 

Groan.

Jake growled and pushed his hips back. He was not enthusiastic about the sting but he was not going to let the other use it as an excuse to pull away. He turned his head to bare his teeth in warning. Tsu'tey's lips curled in a not quite smile as  he began thrusting against his mate again. Jake hissed again and pressed his forehead back against the tree trying to control his breaths. Tsu'tey waited until he heard Jake's hiss melt into a groan of pleasure before changing his thrusts to sharp firm movements that punched the air from his mate's lungs. Jake scrambled against the tree in an attempt to get leverage. Tsu'tey whispered praise into Jake's shoulder with every thrust. He could feel his kuru seeking a connection. Tsu'tey gripped Jake's hip tighter, the last time they had connected he had seen many things he did not understand that were revealed to be a betrayal to the people.  "What other secrets are you hiding?" Tsutey grunted against Jake's shoulder. He wanted to connect his tswin with his mate more than he wanted to breath, but he feared what he would find.

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Fanfiction WIP List

Reminder you can read all my completed fanfictions on AO3.

Unnamed Firefly - Jayne/Simon A/B/O AU. Simon had kept his secret since he presented, no one wanted an omega doctor after all, and his father couldn't let him throw away his potential. But he was close to running out of them so told the captain. He went to the Black market for a new supply, with Jayne as back up. Unfortunately things then went sideways. Falling into his second heat ever Simon's omega latches on to the nearest alpha he knows, Jayne. And even when back on Serenity the omega can't stand anyone else. #Jayne/SimonABO

Unnamed Avatar(Cameron movies) - Tsu'Tey/Jake Sully A/B/O au based off This fic on AO3. Jake never bothered to think about how his brother had been an omega, and how that would.habe affected the avatar he now claimed as his own. Going into an unexpected heat just before home tree was attacked was definitely not in the plan. And now he will do anything to prove himself to his new mate. It may be more omega instincts than a beta could ever understand but Jake's used to flying by the seat of his pants. #TsuteyXJakeABO

Like Rum - Pirates of the Caribbean Soulmate AU that I'm posting on AO3 as I go? Trying something new with it. Soulmates have identical tattoos, in different locations. James was convinced his matched Elizabeth's based of the few glimpses he had seen but learned that was not the case. He does catch pieces of a certain Captain's tattoo though, and has started to worry about who his soulmate could be for the first time in his life. #LikeRum

Just Bound - Sequel to Bound and Determined, Firefly A/B/O with Jayne/Mal as the main pairing. Mal has his omega now but his omega still has issues and a lack of self worth. #JustBound

Unnamed Underworld fic - Soulmate AU, Story with OCs, two sisters transformed into a vampire and werewolf centuries ago believe the other is dead until they meet again and realize they are on opposite sides of a war. #UnderworldSoulmateAU

I've got other small ones here and there that pop up too. Usually one shots. #Fanfiction