#You and the authors who write gn or male readers are heroes

[luffyvace]

☆*:.｡.MASTERLIST.｡.:*☆ part two 😘

Here’s masterlist part 1: (they both have the same anime’s included)

Masterlist part 1 <3

One piece

Monkey D. Luffy:

Luffy x male! Harpy reader (requested)

The Luffy package! (Includes General & relationship headcanons, as well as Luffy quotes—relationship implied) [A birthday special!!]

If Luffy accidentally makes you cry

Luffy x reader who can rap

Luffy x Vice captain of the strawhats

Luffy x amab reader (also has Zoro and Ace) (Requested)

Roronoa Zoro:

Zoro x amab reader (also has Luffy and Ace) (Requested)

Nami:

Nami x fem reader (with Sanji the wingman) (requested)

Nami x male! Reader with water water fruit (requested)

Usopp:

Usopp x male reader (requested)

Vinsmoke Sanji:

Dating ~ Sanji Vinsmoke ~ headcanons pt1 (pt2 is OUT💋)

Dating ~ Sanji Vinsmoke ~ headcanons pt2

Sanji x reader who rejects his princess treatment

Sanji Vinsmoke x male reader

Nami x fem reader (with sanji the wingman) (requested)

Robin:

Robin x male! Reader with the water water fruit (requested)

Brook:

Rant about Brook’s time skip powers from fish man island arc (fixed! :3)

Neferatari Vivi:

Vivi x male! Reader with water water fruit (requested)

Vivi x female reader headcanons (for women’s day) (also has Boa Hancock)

All the strawhats:

What the Strawhats would watch on yt (hcs)

Portgas D Ace:

Ace x amab reader (also has Luffy and Zoro) (requested)

Perona:

Perona x female reader

Boa Hancock:

Boa x male! Reader with water water fruit (requested)

Mihawk’s daughter! Reader x Doting! Wine aunt! boa! (Platonic) (requested)

Boa x female reader headcanons (for women’s day) (also has Neferatari Vivi)

Eustass Kid:

Kid x male reader hcs (requested)

Dracule Mihawk:

Mihawk’s daughter! Reader x Doting! Wine aunt! Boa Hancock! (Platonic) (Requested)

Hunter x Hunter

Yandere! Hero! & Villian hxh au! pt1 (hero ver.)

Yandere! Hero & Villain! hxh au! pt2 (villain ver.)

My hero academia

Demon Slayer

Kamado Tanjiro:

Tanjiro b day hcs!!

Bungo Stray Dogs

Ryuunosuke Akutagawa:

Akutagawa as your boyfriend headcanons (gn, also these are for his b day)

Dazai Osamu:

Dazai b day hcs!!

All (or most) bsd characters:

what bsd characters are like driving!!

Saiki K

Saiki Kusuo:

Saiki K x gn! Reader relationship hcs

Saiki K x fem! Implied reader who is his favorite (anonymous) author (requested)

Saiki k x m! Reader bf! Texts (requested)

Saiki k x (fem implied) reader who looks cutesy but writes horror books (that has a old man friend who writes innocent stuff) (requested) (help idk how to explain this)

Saiki k x (fem implied) reader who has a chaotic side blog (requested)

Saiki k x reader who’s author friend put the two of you in his book as a background couple (requested)

Saiki x fem reader who’s being stalked by Makoto (Teruhashi’s brother)

Saiki k with little sister reader! platonic hcs <3

Saiki k’s gf and sister (reader) meet!! [A continuation of the one above]

Hairo Kineshi:

Boyfriend! Hairo Kineshi x gn! Reader hcs (requested) (fixed! :3)

hairo boyfriend texts (with male reader) (requested)

hairo’s kisses headcanons (requested) (an original series’s of mine :3)

hairo’s love languages and how he shows pda (male reader) (requested)

hairo x male reader who has psychic powers (requested)

hairo x male reader—celebrating your b day’s together!! (Requested)

hairo x insecure/shy male reader hcs (requested) (fixed! :3)

Mikoto Aiura:

Girlfriend Aiura hcs (gn)

Mob Psycho 100

Reigen Arataka:

Sitting on Reigen’s lap hcs

Reigen’s Childhood headcanons (requested)

Black Butler

Ciel Phantomhive:

Ciel x gn! Reader relationship hcs

Undertaker:

How Undertaker courts you

[avis-writeshq]

Welcome to Golden: a milestone event!

Welcome to Golden: a milestone event!

I am honoured to announce that we have reached 2.1k on this blog! To properly commemorate this momentous occasion, you are invited to join Golden: a milestone event where guests from across the world will be invited. As such, please enjoy our festivities filled with music, writing, and requests for your enjoyment!

Thank you to everyone who has supported me during this time! I truly appreciate every single one of you 💜

THIS EVENT HAS ENDED ! THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT ! 💙

▹ track one: i once believed love would be

requests are open! these fics will be at least 500 words for each request and will also be set in the canon universe. please see below in regards to the requesting guidelines.

guidelines:

in order for me to complete a request, it needs to have a character and a story/plot line. the characters i am currently taking requests for can be found at the end of this post. 

i currently write only for fem!reader because that is what i have experience in and because i haven’t figured out the mechanics for gn!reader or male!reader.

i do not write smut (suggestive is ok!), gore, or cheating (done by/on reader), loss of child, incest, poly relationships or age regression. i have the right to delete or deny any requests that come through my inbox. 

do not send me a request that you have already sent to another author. it’s icky, it’s iffy, and it ends up with at least one person getting hurt. it’s just a generally not great thing to do and i recommend not doing it at all. i understand that it might take longer than desired for your request to come out, but that doesn’t change the fact that the people who are writing these fics are exactly that: people.

please be patient! i am currently working three jobs and each of them carry their own demands. i will most definitely get to your request, but these things do take time. 

▹ track two: black and white 

ask games!  these games include: fmk, general asks (ask me any question and i will answer!), etc.

find a list of ask games below:

emoji ask game ‼️ colour ask game (open to everyone) ‼️ character ask game ‼️ WIP ask game ‼️

▹ track three: but it’s golden

alternate universe! send me a character in a situation that isn’t the norm (eg. single dad!spencer reid, rockstar!remus lupin) and i’ll write a drabble about it.

same rules & guidelines as track one.

i do not write hybrid!au, stoner!au or priest/religious!au. 

▹ track four: like daylight

bonus track : remix! send me an ask about a fic that i’ve already written (eg. sparks fly!reader, train rides!reader) and send a request based on those characters. this could mean asking directly for a spin-off or a short ‘part two’ to any of my existing standalone fics. please provide the character and the title of the fic that you would like me to remix &lt;3

for example: how would sparks fly!reader react to post prison!reid?

same rules & guidelines as track one.

▹ outro: singers & songwriters

here is a list of the characters i am willing to write for during this event!

criminal minds:

spencer reid, aaron hotchner

haikyuu:

tsukishima kei, kenma kozume, oikawa tooru, iwaizumi hajime, akaashi keiji, bokuto koutaro, miya atsumu, miya osamu, kita shinsuke, suna rintaro, sakusa kiyoomi

boku no hero academia:

bakugou katsuki, midoriya izuku, todoroki shoto, tamaki amajiki

dc superheroes:

damian wayne, richard ‘dick’ grayson, jason todd, tim drake

harry potter:

remus lupin, sirius black, james potter, albus severus potter, scorpius malfoy, ominis gaunt, sebastian sallow, garreth weasley, fred weasley, george weasley

‼️ i no longer write fanfiction about real people. (aka, no rpf. sorry!) ‼️

here are some examples as to what your request should look like!

▹ hi! could i request track one with spencer reid where he gets drunk and reader takes care of him please? thank you!

▹ hello! could i request track four with detention!damian wayne please? where reader suffers from nightmares following the attack? thank you!

thank you once again to everyone who has supported me throughout this journey!! i can't wait to write your requests <3

tagging some mutuals 💙

@violetrainbow412-blog @shotosjupiter @astrophileous @dream-a-little-bigger-x @aperrywilliams @fuckinglevi @kitashousewife @229zmi @atrirose @haisuken @enluv @kentoangel @shiishki @ceo-of-daichi @cotton-charms @kageyuji

[ghostlyaerobics1984]

What If YOU were the killer…?

Summary: Being Ethan Landry’s sibling, you were also dragged into your father’s psychotic plan. But it was too late for you to repent for your sins. You have caused a lot of damage, fatal wounds, and the Carpenter sisters were pissed off at your entire family.

Word Count: 2,445

Parings: Tara Carpenter x Gn!Reader, Tara Carpenter x Male!Reader

Author’s note: I guess ghostface!reader isn’t exactly a new idea, but I wanted to write Reader as morally gray instead of the hero of the story.

Warnings: Canon-typical violence, murder, and cussing.

You ran after witnessing your older brother, Ethan, choking on a knife.

It wasn’t intentional on his part. Tara Carpenter had shoved the sharp edge of the weapon through the roof of his mouth.

Honestly, she was torturing him. It was not suitable for the weak-minded to watch.

You weren’t weak per say. You were just the youngest of the family.

Hence, you basically got everything handed to you on a silver platter.

You were most similar to Ethan in the shy, reserved, and introverted aspect.

Quinn and Richie were the more outspoken siblings. They weren’t afraid to try new ideas outside of their comfort zone.

Richie was the favorite child, but ever since he was murdered, your father made an effort to pay more attention to you.

Although, killing people was not a healthy, bonding activity for any type of relationship.

You didn’t need to learn that from a therapist because, unlike your family, you were sane.

You really didn’t belong here. The irony of it all? You applied to colleges in New York to pursue your own dreams, months before Wayne Bailey contacted you.

And here you were.

In the past, you spoke about your passion for helping others, and the “Core Four” took the bait.

They thought you were less likely to snap and murder people if you didn’t have a preexisting mental illness.

Try having a dad who’s present, but not really—because he’s neglectful to you and your siblings.

And it’s like none of his other children mattered to him because his son died.

It was all Bailey’s fault. He admitted to encouraging Richie’s obsession for gory, slasher films.

He could be honest about that, but in the same breath, he accused Sam and Tara of being the villains behind it all.

Which was even more ironic.

He was the reason your family split apart.

Richie replaced his family with film bros. He left home to create his own projects and never left a second glance.

During his absence, your family became dysfunctional. When the news of his death circulated, you were further estranged from your family members.

So, why were you here?

Truthfully, you couldn’t muster up the courage stand up to your father. You didn’t hold a delusion-based grudge against Sam and Tara.

Prior to the time you stabbed your first victim in New York, your friendship with Tara had begun to blossom, and you felt a genuine connection to her.

It was real to you.

She was heartbroken beyond belief when you revealed yourself as one of the Ghostface killers.

Considering that, after the big reveal, Tara’s vengeful attitude was directed specifically towards you, the friendship was probably real for her as well.

Okay, you had a hand in murdering Chad. But, in your defense, you were coerced into the act. And… he did get annoying at times.

Like your brother said, he was an egotistical jock literally named Chad.

You hid yourself in a corner far away from all the fighting and killing. Hoping, if you made yourself as small as possible, no one would find you.

No one. Not Kirby, Sam, or Tara. Including your family—if any of them somehow survived, that is.

You hugged your knees to your chest and waited it out.

There was an ear-shattering crash. Then, the theater was filled with silence for a while.

During that period of stillness, your heart beat loudly against your rib cage. If you didn’t know any better, you would think your heartbeat was exposing you.

But if you did get busted, it would be because you hid in plain sight.

Maybe, if you told them the truth about your situation, they would understand. Maybe you would be spared.

Wait, that’s not a bad idea. You could spin the story to work in your favor.

You heard muffled speaking, and what sounded like distant footsteps.

You didn’t catch much of what was going on. It was hard to differentiate the noises when they were all one big jumble.

You recognized the pained cries from your father, and the all-too-familiar sound that came from stabbing someone in the flesh.

He was facing the brunt of the sisters’ wrath now.

You didn’t want to be next.

A gunshot was fired, nearly startling you out of your position because of how unexpected and loud it was. Wayne Bailey had gone quiet.

Sam and Tara were having a conversation. They spoke a little louder, so you were able to eavesdrop.

“We survived.” Sam said.

“I’m sorry…” Tara was apologizing. “I haven’t been nice to you lately.”

“No, it’s okay. I know I haven’t been giving you the space you need. But that’s going to change.”

A laugh from Tara. “We are getting a lot of therapy after this.”

“Yeah.” Sam agreed.

There was a beat of silence.

You held your breath, desperately wishing they forgot about you. Your heartbeat was racing because of how anxious you were.

Then, Tara asked the question you dreaded most.

“Where’s y/n?”

“I don’t know.” Confusion was laced in Sam’s tone. “We didn’t kill them?”

They were on the hunt, searching for you.

“No, I would’ve remembered if I did. Y/n betrayed my fucking trust. I’m going to show them how much it hurts.” Tara uttered that statement with complete seriousness, your heart plummeted to the pit of your stomach.

“I won’t get in the way. Y/n is all yours.”

You pressed yourself further into the wall, but there wasn’t much you could do to hide at this point.

Unless.

Based on the volume of their ongoing conversation, Sam and Tara still seemed nowhere near you.

So. It was a long shot, but you pushed yourself up into a crouching position, and tiptoed your way toward a more concealed hiding place.

You thought the universe was shining down upon you, that you were destined to escape from the ending your family suffered through.

Oh, how wrong you were.

You wanted to avoid crossing paths with Sam and Tara, and yet, you almost collided into them.

“Don’t you dare touch us.”

Tara brandished a knife covered in dried blood. It gleamed in the light.

She was not in the mood to be tested.

You let out a surprised yell, stumbled backwards, and raised your hands in surrender. “Please don’t kill me!”

Tara was glaring at you. She refused to lower her guard, and the knife.

There was a snarl on her lips. The same unhinged look you had seen when she ruthlessly stabbed Ethan.

Sam crossed her arms. “Why shouldn’t we?”

Like Tara, she was just as skeptical, but at least she pretended to give you the benefit of the doubt.

Your eyes darted from Tara to Sam.

Figured you were living on borrowed time, so you spilled what they didn’t learn from your dad’s revenge monologue. “Detective Bailey, my father, he was manipulative.”

You clenched your jaw, feeling a hot flash of anger surge through your body. “He didn’t care about us. It was always, ‘Richie this, Richie that.’ I was the baby in my family, do you know how much that affected me?”

Neither of them were interrupting you, so you continued on, “I know, there’s no excuse for teaming up with my selfish father. But he threatened to carve me up if I didn’t help avenge Richie. They kept telling me that I would be the family’s disappointment.”

Part of your sob story was a lie. Bailey never threatened to kill you, but to get out of this alive, you had to sell the act.

You were more cunning than you gave yourself credit for.

Tara’s posture relaxed, and she no longer pointed the knife at you. Instead, she let it relax by her side.

As for Sam, her expression changed from pure cynicism to sadness. It seemed like your story hit close to home.

“Please understand. My dad and siblings, they made me kill.”

Taking several steps back, your hands remained where they could be seen.

The knife was hidden in your sleeve, anyway.

Sam and Tara followed your every move. They weren’t allowing you to run from them.

“Your dad was an asshole.” Tara tilted her head, observing you curiously. “Ethan, too.”

The sisters shared a look as if they knew something you didn’t.

“Quinn was a bitch.” Sam added to her sister’s previous comment.

For some reason, you got a vague sense that they were deliberately provoking you.

“Ethan boasted about killing Chad, and it felt so goddamn cathartic to get rid of his fucking mouth.”

Tara laughed, but there was a lack of emotion. No remorse. Nothing.

She wasn’t sorry at all.

You couldn’t help but grow uneasy. Sam and Tara’s insults about your family shouldn’t have bothered you as much as it did.

But they struck a nerve. Especially Tara’s offhand remark about deriving enjoyment from your brother’s murder.

The words slipped out faster than you could stop them. “Fuck you.”

“Funny, Ethan said the same thing.” Tara replied coldly. Whatever sympathy she had left just dissipated.

“Hate to break it you, but you aren’t the first Ghostface to fake a sob story.” Sam smiled.

It wasn’t a kind smile.

It was the malicious and calculating type. A smile that conveyed the message: Your ass is dead.

“What do you mean? I’m telling you the truth!” You tempted to shout, but decided it was best for your sake to keep an even tone.

“How do we know? Like Richie and Ethan, you’re a fucking traitor and a pathological liar.” Tara spat.

The aggression was clear in her voice.

Lowering your hand, the knife’s handle slid right into your palm. You gripped it discreetly.

If the opportunity presented itself—and it would—You were going to be ready.

You really should’ve been paying attention to where you were walking, though.

The heels of your feet bumped into something hard.

You swayed backwards, arms flailing around as you tried to control your balance.

Unlucky for you, Tara didn’t hesitate to take advantage of that split second where you were preoccupied.

She took a fistful of your shirt collar and yanked you forward with surprising momentum; You nearly choked.

If you were brought any closer to her, the two of you would be kissing.

Tara’s free hand slid to the nape of your neck, keeping you rooted to the spot without any leeway to escape.

Tara leaned in, lips moving as she said, “Now die like your fucking family.”

Your face felt hot from an influx of anger and shame.

Ashamed that you were defeated so easily.

Furious at your siblings and father for putting you in this situation.

Still wielding your knife, you cocked your arm and thrust rapidly. You intended to stab her before she did it to you.

An unpleasant squelching filled your ears.

Your knife slipped out of your hand and bounced onto the floor.

A maniacal grin spread on Tara's face; She forced the knife deeper into you, and the hilt of it pressed against your skin.

Intense, grueling pain flared in your stomach. It coursed throughout your body, causing your limbs to weaken.

Your mouth had fallen open. The only reason you were still upright was because of Tara.

Then, your legs gave out once the knife was withdrawn. You were sent into a kneeling position, hitting the hard floor.

Tara craned her neck to address her sister, who was just standing aside and watching you suffer. "This part brings back memories."

After those words left her mouth, Tara faced you, lifted her foot, and she kicked you down.

You cried out in pain as you fell on your back.

You tried to curl into a fetal position, but Tara situated herself on top of you, purposefully placing all of her weight on the deep cut in your stomach.

You moaned begrudgingly at the pressure, feeling more of your blood ooze out.

Raising the knife above her head, Tara glanced over her shoulder at Sam.

You knew why.

She was asking if murdering you was really worth it.

Would she be willing to face the psychological consequences if she sent herself over the edge and released all of her unbridled rage on you?

Her hesitance almost refilled you with hope.

Sam must’ve given her the answer she needed because—at lightning speed—Tara was plunging the knife into your torso once, then twice.

And she didn’t show any signs of stopping.

You shrieked in agony, yelped, and flinched each time the knife pierced your flesh.

Blocking off her attacks with your arms, you whimpered, “Stop, please!”

As if granting you one last act of mercy, Tara faltered.

Your breathing was shaky. Multiple stab wounds were littered across your chest and stomach.

Blood from these wounds seeped through the holes made in your shirt.

“I’m…” It was hard to speak because of how much pain you were in. “I’m sorry that I hurt you and made you feel like I deserve this.”

Droplets of tears flowed from your eyes and you whined like a baby, “I don’t want to die!”

Tara peered down at you with a glossy look in her eyes. “I know you don’t.”

You continued to cry; You felt miserable, cold, and your body was damp and shivering from blood loss.

She lifted your head.

You were really losing your mind, because for a second, you thought the gesture was meant to be comforting.

Well, that lasted until Tara spoke again. “Chad also didn’t want to die, but you killed him.”

You were struck with the realization that, in spite of your efforts to tug on her heartstrings, she was still as pissed off as ever.

Your eyes widened, and you blurted out a random motive that came to mind, “Crime of passion? I am madly in love with y—”

“No, stop.” She shook her head, brows furrowed in confusion.

Your hopes of surviving diminished like hot air from a popped balloon. You sighed, wincing as sharp pain shot through your stomach, and lolled your head to the side.

“It’s over.” Tara interjected, before you had a chance to come up with another dumb excuse.

You didn’t understand what she meant.

It’s over?

Was she letting you off the hook? Or, were you going to be thrown in prison?

Turns out, it was neither of those options.

The knife was held to your larynx.

And without another word, Tara sliced your throat open.

Your vision went black after that.

Sam and Tara Carpenter overlooked two factors when they left the old theater that was reinvented into a Ghostface shrine.

1. Chad survived.

2. They forgot to shoot you in the head.

[plasticfangtastic]

Can we Lonely Together? Ch. 5 1/2

A Homelander X Stalker! Reader fanfic

This is a GN reader fic, but you can see it as a male reader or Homejoe fic if ya like. this is a slow burn fic btw... and a supe! reader fic

Author's note: cutting chapter in half cuz this bitch too long. I found the read more thingie... previous chapters in #my fic tag in me blog (or #can we be lonely together)

Thx to all who've read this work, it really has made my day to see likes

Sypnosis: You're a mind reader supe who has become enamored and facinated by Vought #1 Hero, he just won't like the lenght you took to make yourself his favorite.

R18+ smut, gore, cannibalism mention, urolagnia, bruise kink, murder talk.

Chapter 5

I have no self-control

Parting myself from your warmth, ensuring my touch is always on you, seeking to hold your face, my fingers tracing your lips wanting to feel your tongue, the thought of you being the last thing I see makes me tremble with excitement, to die… to feed your sickness… how elating.

Your eyes incandescent, illuminating this room faintly.

“Do as you please, John.”

I was glad it was you who kissed me, forcing our tongues together, heaving as you forced me backwards, and back in bed.

Kissing you made my whole world make sense, this emotion had been brewing since the moment we truly saw each other– you wanted somebody like me… I could provide you with the one thing you feared you could never have... Understanding-- that you both deserved to co-exist.

Your body was frail under him, but no matter how much harder he squeezed– you simply moaned and trembled under his touch, biting into his shoulder, his suit feeling like a teething toy, your hand frantically trying to pull the spandex off his body. Swallowing his breath Homelander finally took the hint straddling atop of you, underneath him Homelander couldn’t make sense of your expression, you desired him but your mind elsewhere, watching his reflection far too attentively, giving him hints of your true nature but to blinded by lust, and a lack of imagination to put 2 and 2 together.

Your hand touches his chest with childlike curiosity, feeling every ridge, muscle and bone. Homelander was thin, the padding of his suit never fooled the audience, they suspended their disbelief and in all honesty would it even be possible for him to gain muscle? There was no equipment he could use, or training he could do that would make a difference… you felt fortunate to see him like this, for him to expose himself so vulnerably. Without the suit Homelander could almost pass as human, your hands caressing his frame kissing his chest, licking the sweat off his body, cursing your inability to mark him with your kisses, to brand him as yours, to write your name on his neck, your tongue tickling him, your bites make him moan softly, Homelander threw his jacket aside, taking fistfuls of your hair as your tongue cleaned him, helping you stretch your neck as you tried reaching further, a devious smile crossed his thin lips as your hands began to pull down on his thighs.

 His hand wrapping itself around your neck feeling your windpipe crack lightly, the thought of killing you swimming in his head, but you laughed as he squeezed.

“Suck it.”

“...” Your hand rested on his hip calmly– oh.”

“I think this lovely thing wants you to say please…”

“Why should I?”

“They’re suicidal and you suck at dirty talk!?”

“Piss off” he thought– … Please…?”

Your eyes shimmered, feeling your crotch tingle at the sight of scalding light watching down on you, he expected you to retreat in fright, to curl your toes and frantically run away– yet you didn’t still... if you had had a tail it would’ve been wagging.

Maneuvering yourself in his bed for the task, bouncing on your knees, letting him catch that wily look in your eyes as your hand wrapped itself around the lower end of his boyhood, pulling his balls upwards in a vicious grip turning your fingers into a temporary cock-ring,-- he winced not from pain but from a primal part of his brain that worried. Yet as your lips kissed the tip playfully, his whole lower body twitched forward, asking for more than a tease telling you to get straight to the point– Homelander had almost come minutes before, and only god could come down, and stop you from preventing this man from finishing first.

Taking him into your mouth letting your flat tongue press against his shaft washing him with a pool of warm spit, you could almost sing as you watched his eyes half-shut stiffling a moan.

You suck loudly, laboriously as your head bobbed up and down, sucking harder as it reached the base, slobbering all over him– making a mess of your chin, staining the sheets with spit and pre-cum.

He's moaning and hissing, burying a naked hand deep into your hair helping you keep up your rhythim, his ears picking up every small obscene sound you gifted Homelander, he tasted clean and salty, for once in your life you didn’t fear your teeth, if anything he panted louder as your teeth grazed the head, and your tongue and lips roughly pulled on his foreskin.

You barely stopped to catch your breath, as your tongue polished his leaking member, you kissed, slapping your lips with him, Homelander can’t help feeling light headed, his whole body covered in a sweaty flush.

Your face might’ve not been for everybody, but to Homelander right now it was perfect– your eyes, and lips wanting him so greedily, your soft skin so gentle against his hands, your tongue and throat so wet and gluttonous, your scent washing over him almost tasting you without ever eating your homemade dessert, mouth watering at the thought of returning the favor, he was immersed in you. Wanting to part your lips, to make a mess of your face, to wash away faded bruises.

A clean slate to work with.

In his mind… he should’ve been the only man to ever touch you again, he didn’t wish to share. The thought of somebody harming you after giving them such pleasures… he hadn’t even noticed when his hand began to pull and tug at your hair.

“Lay on the bed, John.” Your voice was commanding with a hint of restraint.

His mind hazy, all he wanted was to cum, to keep feeling the warmth of your mouth, he sheepishly obeyed as your eyes watched him angrily, whimpering as your smile returned once done as he’s told.

You kissed his thighs, biting hard on every inch of exposed skin, growling and slurping as you licked, and teased your return. Admitedy Homelander didn’t expect to find his legs begin to push upwards.

Your lips kissing at his thighs, Homelander creased an eyebrow as you put his legs over your shoulder holding them in place as your mouth took him back, bobbing in a fast steady pace, in this position he felt strange, watching himself above looking like the woman, his reflection too intense and embarrassing, but no matter where he turned there were a hundred him present, his heart beating in a panic, covering his eyes is all he could do, trying to erase his embarrassment as you keep sucking. It seems you only turned louder, popping his cock out of your mouth to massage his shaft, contanty edging him on, wanting him to cum but never keeping the right speed, as his hips buckled to match your diabolic tease. 

Homelander couldn’t help but to wonder if that was your plan? To make him whimper and heave like a bitch in heat.

Asking why you began to push him forward? tilting his hips slightly as you sucked on his jewels, sucking on them gently, licking the underside with gusto… but then your tensed tongue reached lower. 

“Hey! Heyheyhey!” he said loudly.

Your tongue placed wet long cowlicks before his hand forced your head away, a spit trail still connecting you both.

“Don’t like it when somebody does something to you without permission?” Homelander gulped– you taste… so good to me, baby” 

He watched you move around his hand and return to your work, your free hands now taking his member, forcing his thighs closer to your face– one wrong move and he could crush your skull. The only thing stopping him was the thought of your brain matter on his balls.

And the face of his friend in the mirror, he wanted it moaning in his ear, biting on his lip as you ate him clean, thrilled whenever your hot breath tickled the sensitive skin.

It had been so sudden he hadn't noticed it wasn’t his turn anymore.

Homelander moaned loudly, his cock jerked lively– leaking into his stomach, making a sticky pile on his hairy trail, while your tongue drew strange words in his flesh, his entrance tensing and relaxing, indecisive and shy, opening for you yet so unsure, leaking slightly as your tongue entered him.

Watching himself in a haze seeing his chest flushed ruby, sweating as you assaulted his most sensitive regions mercilessly.

You wanted this more than he could’ve ever imagined, your tongue and nose savoring Homelander’s sweet and naughty aroma, his whole body tasted clean but here it was salty, bitter and sweet

He whimpered as he could feel relief, his cock leaking wildly around your hand.

“Such a good boy… you wanna come for me, baby?”

Your voice tickled him, his mind turning white and all he wanted was to cum then make sense of you later, he nodded his head rapidly. How long had you squeezed and licked at him, how long had he been in this position? The sounds so obscene he couldn’t believe his own body would betray him like this? Your fingers hot inside him, pushing deep and receiving no resistance as they began to pound as hard as they could into his prostate– only now did your mouth return its heat, sucking halfway achingly slow, watching it twitch and flail in and out your mouth, teasing him with light jerks, as if you knew the exact second before he would cum. 

“You’re so cute… playing coy with me but your body is sucking me in. You love this don’t you” You trusted harder forcing a third finger in– You play with yourself like this?”

You kiss the tip watching his hips trust after you press.

“Tell me you don’t have any toys on that nightstand.”

He looked panicked for a second but behind his awfully awkward smile, trying to stifle a gaspy moan you begin to slow down, staring down on him and his member desperate to release– he would punish you later, he just wanted to cum no matter what… he crawled upwards pushing the bed the opposite direction, it creaking under your bodies, your face still close.

A deep blush heated his face as he threw the cabinet's contents into the bed– making you wonder where that set of keys belonged to. 

It was small, perfect for him to pass as an ex-lovers toy, he would never use it on you, or anyone… of course.  He watched you grin as you took the toy from his hand, you watched him laugh in return as he threw the bottle of lube straight to your face… soft by his standards but still an ouchie, you snorted popping the lid open.

Finally as your arm turned sore, you took him in as deep as you could until the tip of your nose tickled. Punching fingers and his well worn toy, his body slick and drenched, trails of lube, sweat and others sluicing down your hand and wrist, danpening your bandages.

Your mouth full and hot.

He had so much to give and you swallowed gratefully not stopping the assault within until he gave you every drop, John and Homelander exchanged satisfied looks, twitching as your mouth kept moving, finally letting go with one long wet slurp.

Your fingers wet with him, Homelander lifted his head the best he could to catch you showing how good you were, showing your bare clean tongue as you suck on your fingers, cleaning his toy for him, tasting every bit you could squeeze into your lips.

He was fast.

His lips interlocking with your, his tongue invading every corner of your mouth forcing you closer to him.

It had taken you a long oxygen deprived minute before you noticed he was hard again. 

You had miscalculated this quite a bit.

So he fucked you hard to make sure you would do your calculus homework next time.

Homelander made sure you learned never to fuck with him– so you made a mental note to do it again and again, until he learned you would never pay attention in class.

[rubiesjuicebox]

Request Rules ❤︎ !

(+Extras !)

intentional lowercase

my requests are.. | open/closed

✵DNI :

proshippers

lolicon

transphobes

homophobes

ableists

people who misuse tone tags

✵RULES :

please be as specific as you can, i have a hard time sometimes

let me know if you want headcanons, one shot, or just me rambling about the character(s) you want

max character limit is 5 (for right now)

im not really big on AU's but if you give me the details on it i'll certainly try

✰What i will write for :

male reader x male/fem/gn character(s)

trans! male reader x male/fem/gn character(s)

genderfluid reader x male/fem/gn character(s)

gn reader x male/fem/gn character(s)

xneogender reader x male/fem/gn character(s)

polyamory relationships

suggestive

platonic

hybrid! reader

hybrid! character(s)

angst i will cry whilst writing it 💀

✰What i won't write for :

fem reader (she/her, she/they)

rape/noncon

incest

nsfw not yet

omegaverse

stalker/yandere

creep character x reader

any child romantically (all children who are requested will be platonic)

✰Fandoms i will write for :

most of these are probably ooc 😭

Genshin Impact

Haikyuu!

Demon Slayer

My Hero Academia

MORE SOON !

✰About the author ! (aka me !)

i'm 19 and a gemini

i am POC

i am indeed autistic

i love overusing emojis

i love cats with a burning passion

i love anons mwah mwah

im very self conscious about my writing 🧍🏽

i get off track and unmotivated very fast

i usually dont proofread and i type really fast so beware

❀ that's all folks ! ❀

shares, like, & comments are very much appreciated ! remember to drink water and eat if you can !

- my dms are always open :)♡ -

[itsanit]

I can feel myself becoming a worse person everytime an x reader fic doesn't specify that the reader is female

[otakuworks]

𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 + 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎

[ ⭐ ] — My Fav to Write

[ 🌞 ] — Newly Added

𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐗 & 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓

Maximum of 4 Characters per request.

Characters can be in different fandoms too.

GN!Reader by default unless you specified the gender.

If you are able to come up with a title with your request then feel free to suggest (I suck at making titles)

I'll try to write all characters in each fandom, but if I don't like the character I have the right to ignore it.

My inbox is always open for suggestions, memes or simply to chat. I'm down with it.

𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐒 𝐈 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄

ANIME

Naruto Shippuden ⭐

Bleach

Fairytail ⭐

Inuyasha

Death Note ⭐

Attack On Titan ⭐

One Piece

Bungou Stray Dogs ⭐

Jujutsu Kaisen

Demon Slayer

BNHA/MHA

SPY x FAMILY

Haikyuu! ⭐

Hunter X Hunter ⭐

Assassination Classroom

Classroom of the Elites ⭐

Tokyo Revengers ⭐

High Rise Invasion

Owari no Seraph

Balance Unlimited

Dr. Stone

Toilet Bound Hanako

Black Clover ⭐

SK8 Infinity

Tokyo Ghoul

Code Geass

Vanitas no Carte

Blue Exorcist

Black Butler ⭐

Danganropa

Fruits Basket

The Seven Deadly Sins

Darling on the Franxx

Angel of Death ⭐

God of High School

Kakegurui

Yuri! On Ice

Vampire Knight

Noblesse

Howl's Moving Castle

Norn 9

Chainsaw Man

Blue Lock

Moriarty the Patriot ⭐

Record of Ragnarok 🌞

MANHWA

Father, I Don't Want to Get Married ⭐

Who Made Me A Princess ⭐

Into the Light Once Again ⭐

How to Get My Husband on my Side

The Villainess Is A Marionette ⭐

Death is the Only Ending for the Villainess ⭐

The Villainess Reverses the Hourglass

Roxana: The Way to Protect the Female Lead's Brother ⭐

Beware of the Villainess

Of All Things, I Have Become A Crow

Heart Throbbing Conqueror

Survive as the Hero's Wife

Under the Oak Tree ⭐

A Symbiotic Relationship Between A Black Panther and A Rabbit

Elixir of the Sun

Inso's Law

Wake Up, Warrior ⭐

I've Become the Wife of the Male Lead / Author of my Life

The Song of Theodor / The Lady and The Lion ⭐

I Became the Wife of the Monstrous Prince ⭐

Three Brothers / Kim Brothers

A Way to Protect the Lovable You ⭐

The Princess Imprints A Traitor / Revolutionary Princess Eve

My Husband Hides His Beauty

Lady Baby

The Young Miss I Serve Became A Young Master

Cinderella Wasn't Me

The Newlywed Diary of A Witch and A Dragon

Actually, I Was The Real One

Trash of the Count's Family ⭐

I Have Become The Hero's Rival

A Night With the Emperor

My Three Tyrant Brothers

Honey, I'm Going On A Strike

WEBTOON

Omniscient Reader

Unholy Blood ⭐

Tower of God

To You, Who Swallowed A Star

Lookism ⭐

Eleceed ⭐

The World After the Fall

Weak Hero

Jungle Juice

Teenage Mercenary ⭐

The Remarried Empress

Eaternal Nocturnal

Viral Hit / How To Fight ⭐

Study Group

Villain to Kill

Doom Breaker

Your Throne ⭐

Get Schooled

When Jasy Whistles

Academy's Undercover Professor

Like A Wind On A Dry Branch

Nice to Meet You

Seasons Of Blossom ⭐

Purple Hyacinth

See You in My 19th Life ⭐

My Gently Raised Beast

Men of The Harem

Secret Playlist

Shadow Bride

Mystic Prince / Prince of Myolyeong ⭐

VIDEO GAMES

Mystic Messenger

Genshin Impact ⭐

Twisted Wonderland

Tears of Themis ⭐

Obey Me ⭐

Wizardess Heart

Resident Evil

Detroit: Become Human

Ensemble Stars

Honkai: Star Rail ⭐

MISCELLANEOUS

Baldur's Gate 3

Wuthering Waves ☀️

Dream SMP

BTS

Harry Potter

Avatar: The Last Airbender

Star Wars ⭐

LOTR / The Hobbits

Hazbin Hotel ☀️

𝐘𝐄𝐒, 𝐈 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄

HEADCANONS

ONE-SHOT

DRABBLE

SERIES ⭐

CROSSOVER ⭐

FLUFF

HURT to FLUFF ⭐

ANGST ⭐

SLIGHT SUGGESTIVE

AU / ALTERNATE UNIVERSE

PLATONIC RELATIONSHIP ⭐

𝐍𝐎, 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄

NSFW

TOXIC RELATIONSHIP

PEDOPHILE

EXTREME YANDERE

ABUSIVE THEMES

@otakuworks

[a-rainey-day]

How I’m going to organize this blog & read before you request

Alright so I went through my entire blog and added the tag finn speaks for whenever I’m actually saying something not just rebloging something bc I reblog a lot of stuff lol.

I’m gonna start tagging stuff I write with Finn writes

Send me requests for the love of god. I love writing them and don’t have a lot of motivation to write rn

And fandom stuff with “Finn writes X” with the fandom being the X :) so like Finn writes marvel for marvel stuff

Specific characters will be just like the fandom one so ex “Finn writes moon knight”

Request rules below the cut

(Expect mostly: Hc, drabbles, short blurbs)

Im adding my own creative writing universe to this so be expecting that! Lots of queer romance and connections to each other

What I will and will not write

I will write

Male!reader

GN!reader

I’m hesitant to write Female!reader but I will if I like the request

Trans!reader

Fluff

Angst

Hurt/comfort

Dark!characters

Poly!relationships

Feel free to send me your own hc and concepts as well!!

Side note tho I try to avoid use of Y/N whenever possible

Neurodivergent!Reader/mentally ill!reader

Questions over my own characters/extra lore/side stories abt the characters bc I love them sm

What I will not write

Nsfw/smut

Self harm/Eating disorder (unless it’s recovery)

Reader x my own characters (I’m only good at fandom x readers I’m sorry)

Can’t believe I have to say this— incest. Emotional incest included.

POC reader, as a white person that’s not my story to tell. I will however try and find poc authors authors who do write poc reader and elevate their voices <3 should I ever get that request

Just general boundaries. I’m not trying to make a statement I’m just trying to make people happy

REAL PEOPLE I AM NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THAT SHIT (/srs /nm)

Fandoms & characters I’m down to write for

My hero academia! I will write for most characters! So students, teachers, most pro heroes, and villains! (Characters I won’t write for: all might, all for one, Nomu, any of the parents, and midnight)

Marvel! I will write for most people within the MCU! So bucky, Steve, dr strange, Peter Parker, post redemption arc Zemo specifically I will write for (characters I won’t write for: Ultron and characters like him and thanos [aka straight up Nazi’s], Khonshu/Amit, Harrow, most side characters [happy, pepper, etc])

Avatar the last air bender! I will write for the Gaang (zuko, toph, katara, sokka, aang, suki) + Azula’s crew and that’s all I feel comfortable with

Begrudgingly (/j) vampire knight, I’ll write for both night class and day class students and that’s all I rlly feel comfortable with (I’m counting ichiru as day class lol) fair warning I’ve only watched the anime lol

I’ll probably be willing to write for sucker punch characters in the future as well! :)

And I’ll write for final fantasy 7 characters too!

I’ll write for rise of the guardians characters as well

how to train your dragon (I’ve only seen the movies)

gravity falls! (Maybe not soos since idk how I would write him but other characters I’m down for! I will age up dipper and Mabel for my comfort)

Doctor who! Captain Jack harkness, doctors 9-12, Clara, Rose, and Bill

Across the spiderverse! Miguel, Hobie, Peter B, Prowler! miles (aged up), miles (aged up), pav, and Gwen

Aight that’s all! Respect my boundaries or face the block hammer :) thanks for reading all this! I also like to hide stuff in the tags lol