#a fanfic idea that just kinda keeps popping back up

[matrixbearer2024]

Blips In My Routine

Vox x CollegeStudent!Reader

A/N: A slight interlude in the "Get Off My Screen!" Series to keep you guys entertained while I write it's continuation. I apologize that it's taking so long! School's kind of been kicking my ass recently and I've had to focus more on work than my fanfics. Don't worry though, I'll still be writing more Vox content(Lord knows we don't have enough /j) as long as you guys want to see it!

A/N: I love 🥭 Anon's idea and tbh I don't put it beyond Vox to do it either, I'm not sure if this is as good as the other installments but I hope you guys enjoy it nonetheless. Btw, reader is in college so she's somewhere in her mid to late twenties. Happy reading!

You glanced at the ticking clock above the whiteboard.

It was just five more minutes before the bell would ring and free you from this boring lecture.

You fought to keep your eyes open as your gaze wandered back to the teacher's PowerPoint.

You hated this subject the most, not even because of the topic itself.

Rather, the professor could be kind of an old-timey asshole.

Thankfully though, it wasn't all that bad.

Not when you had to deal with an equally irritating digital companion anyhow.

Somehow you'd rather take Vox's bullshit over your professor's-

Speaking of, you both had fallen into a somewhat odd routine in the following months.

From greeting each other when you woke up or went to sleep-

To checking up on the other every so often within the day.

Not to mention spilling gossip when anything remotely interesting happened.

Either on his end or yours.

Like that time you saw someone's skirt snag in their locker door and just rip.

You could only snicker at their panic and shame.

The bitch highkey deserved it anyway.

Vox couldn't stop laughing when you eagerly told him all about it.

He knew you could be vicious if you wanted to.

Even if he was aware how much more inherently kind you were compared to the likes of him.

Sometimes the fact you found his companionship worth maintaining-

Or at least tolerable enough to keep-

Genuinely surprised the tech overlord.

Especially because you'd both been communicating for a little over a year by now.

It was nice interacting with someone else that weren't Velvette or Valentino.

Not that he'd ever openly admit to it.

It wasn't like Vox hadn't seen or heard you either, despite the fact he couldn't directly mess with the microphone or camera on your devices.

Your photos and files had more than enough stuff.

You often left him imagining your reactions and voice whenever the both of you chatted.

After all, most of your interactions were practically texting.

Sometimes you even wondered if Vox was constantly bored to end up finding companionship with you.

Or maybe he was lonely, who knows.

You genuinely couldn't be fucked.

He was an interesting guy and that was all that kind of mattered to you at the moment.

Your notepad window popping up snapped you out of that train of thought.

Glancing over at your laptop screen, the small desktop pet Vox gave you merely sat in the corner pointing at the notepad.

Oh it could do angry emotes too-

A slurry of words started pouring into the blank open text window, you figured Vox was probably having another shitty day.

Geez, who would've thought that hell would actually be absolutely crappy?

Well, let's see what he's complaining about this time...

This man was really typing way faster than you could read-

You were able to garner pretty quick what he was bitching about though.

Even if you kind of found the source of his irritation quite childish and kinda stupid.

"It's so dumb! The fact I can only talk to you with this goddamn thing is driving me insane!"

"Aaaand? What's wrong with the notepad? You also have the desktop companion."

You definitely started calling it that only because Vox was getting pissy that you were referring to it as a 'pet'-

"It can only do so much dollface, it's just glorified texting at this point. Besides, the tiny version of me is just an animated emoji keyboard."

"Well you already mess with my software regardless of what I tell you, what's stopping the great 'Technology Overlord' from hacking my camera and microphone?"

"Haha, very funny doll. Don't you think I would've done it already if I could?"

At this point you kinda just wanted to laugh at the whole situation.

Vox, a demon, one who could control electronics to his every whim-

Or so he claims.

Was being pissy about not being able to talk to you properly.

You couldn't tell if that was supposed to be endearing or hilarious.

He always got worked up over the smallest inconveniences.

You saw it as him being just very observant-

But it could also highkey be from his captain control freak tendencies.

"Then just make an app or something, you'll figure it out. Mess with the software settings or whatever."

That was the last message you wrote before the school bell suddenly rang out loud and clear.

You didn't even read his reply before shutting your laptop down and arranging your belongings.

Soon enough, you were the first one out of the classroom and more than ready to go home.

Vox knew you'd shut down your laptop after he got hit with his custom Voxtech screensaver.

Similarly to the wallpaper, he'd changed your screensaver to something more on brand.

While he did take your suggestion into account, a part of him wondered why he didn't bother trying in the first place.

But given the issues with him trying to access the built-in camera and microphone-

Vox felt a little concerned that modifying your devices too much could corrupt them.

That alongside all of your files and the data you had stored.

Wait...

Concern?!

He didn't actually care about your shit did he?

Oh fuck it!

He'll do whatever he wants to!

He was still careful not to really change much, he knows how annoying file corruption is and he didn't want to actually damage your data in case it had stuff you needed.

You weren't surprised that he'd taken your words literally-

You noticed a peculiar looking app appeared on all of your devices when you had arrived home.

That's a really fancy looking V design, was this Vox's doing?

Upon opening the app, you were greeted to a slightly odd looking interface.

It looked kind of like a more... sci-fi-esque styled chat room?

You wanted to say it lowkey looked like an Omegle room-

Before you could really nitpick at the design though, a text notification popped up on your phone.

You had just set everything up too, it seems like it came from the new app.

"Testing, testing. Are you getting this (Y/N)?"

To say you were amazed at what Vox had done was an understatement.

He was able to do so much in just so little time-

Just- how???

Oh, right- you should probably reply to that-

"Yeah yeah, I gotchu."

"Fucking finally! Working around your firewalls and antivirus was an absolute nightmare!"

Aaaaaaaand here came the usual ranting and bitching-

You just threw your phone on the bed and left to take a shower and freshen up while he kept at it.

Vox was actually quite proud he got the app to work.

Especially without affecting the existing system on your computer much.

If anything, it wasn't any different from the games or social media applications that already existed on your computer.

Granted, when he first booted the app to try it- the darn thing kept crashing and glitching.

But that was easily and swiftly dealt with.

Well, after much frustration and screaming but yes- taken care of.

By the time you came back, you saw an animated version of your wallpaper appear windowed in the app.

Right... that was supposed to be his face.

"Hello? (Y/N)? Can you hear me?"

What-

What the fucking FUCK-

Apparently, the thing you thought that was just a gif or an emoticon was actually a livestream of Vox's face.

And that was how he sounded like?

Okay that seemed pretty on brand for a telecasting television now that you think about it-

But how the hell did he manage to do this-

"Vox?! What the hell!"

You yelled out in retaliation, only growing more confused when Vox didn't reply or just kept repeating if you could hear him.

So he couldn't hear you, but he found a way to sort of project himself into your device.

What kind of upside-down thing is this?

Picking up the phone, you quickly used the chat-box to reply.

"I can hear you, but I don't think you can hear me?"

Vox just audibly cursed from what you could guess was frustration, staying silent and presumably typing out a reply.

Just how long had he been trying to fix this problem?

"I can't access your cameras or microphone whatever I do dollface, this was my last resort."

Seeing his live reactions allowed you to notice the genuine frustration and exasperation he had with the situation.

It kind of made you feel a little guilty for just brushing him off all the time now.

You always thought it was quite... old-timey for Vox to want to talk to you face to face.

Hold a "proper" conversation as he put it.

But maybe that was just because he grew that fond of your company.

Geez, what a sap.

"It's fine dude, I'm glad you made a specially designated space for our conversations though. My notes were starting to get cluttered with our conversations stuck in there with my school stuff anyway."

You could swear the small smile you saw on his face made saying all that worth it.

There really wasn't any reason for you two to switch mediums, but the new app wasn't unwelcome.

You were really starting to care more about this dumb TV head.

As you and Vox went back into comfortable regular conversation, you found solace as both you and your companion once again fell back into the odd routine you grew used to.

Come morning however, you were seriously reconsidering giving Vox the idea about making that custom application.

It was a stupidly large can of worms that you didn't even realize existed-

Notification after notification, you wondered just how much time the technology demon had on his hands to constantly bother you.

"Vox, I know you're happy about your app but can you stop spam sending me memes for five seconds?"

"Eh, not feeling it."

"Go to hell you dumb picturebox."

"Already here dollface, already here."

You facepalmed.

What an idiot.

Well, he was your idiot.

A/N: I'm leaning towards this being more than a just friends thing, dunno if I'll make it romantic or not in the continuation but I'd reckon that Vox and reader would get pretty close by now sooooo hahaha have fun y'all :D

[deliciousdefendorinternet]

do you think Bro zone's parents will ever come into play in a story in the future?

keep in mind this can mean any number of things like either they just get mentioned in the future in favour of developing the older brothers further.

someone else had the idea in a fanfic of JD maybe opening up to Branch that their Father went Grey and abandoned the family following their mother's death via a Bergen.

and JD admitting they all went on to do the same aka leaving the family when things got hard thus being used as an emotional turning point for him telling Branch that none of them will ever give up on their family again like they did in the past.

or the parents could straight up be introduced as a major plot element in a future film in the past I've had ideas of them maybe popping up in a similar manner to JD did in the Third film.

asking for forgiveness and saying they need their sons help for something serous and while JD Bruce and Clay are very sceptical and angry at them.

given in this scenario the parents just abandoned them all when Branch was an egg.

but Floyd having still been somewhat too young to remember much about them and Branch obviously not remembering anything about them are more wiling to give them a chance.

with Branch even somewhat calling the older brothers out on their Hypocrisy for being unwilling to give their parents a second chance when they themselves were given another chance.

so long story short they'd all go on a journey to find something what exactly I'm not 100 percent sure maybe one of the parents claims to be dying and in need something rare that will cure them which they need their family harmony in order to access somehow.

so Branch and Floyd are somewhat eager to get to know their parents while JD Bruce and Clay begrudgingly come along on the Journey.

so after a movie of them bonding and the parents slowly worming their way back into the good books of the older Brothers they eventually get to where their going and in the end the parents screw their kids over.

after using them to get access to what they wanted they leave them trapped with it turning out neither of them were actually dying and instead it was all just a Heist basically.

they didn't really give a crap about their kids they just used them for the harmony magic and now their just gonna leave them trapped.

and afterwards while their trying to get out JD has a told ya so attitude about him while the others are just more legit silently upset.

Floyd and Branch are pretty shocked by their parents actions while Bruce and Clay are upset but not 100 percent surprised given they tell them this is what they were always like when they were kids.

their parents were maybe always selfish con artists who only really took an interest in them when they needed to use them for something.

hell if we wanna take things a step further maybe Bro zone was only founded because the parents forced their kids into it as a way to make money off of them.

and even before they straight up abandoned the family they were never exactly there for their kids and JD was actually forced into the co parent role even earlier than we initially thought.

IDK I just kinda like the idea of the parents as villains it could maybe lead to some nice further development for Bro zone.

but yeah anyway what do you think? do you think we could see the parents come into it at some point? or even just get more of a mention?

or if it was up to you what would you do with the parents in terms of future stories?

[fanmoose12]

OMG I just realized I misread the Fanfic Trope post like the moron that I am, sorry! 🫣

So how would you mix 46 "Blind Date" -that I previously requested- with 88 "Erotic Dreams"?

Thank you Fanmoose, I love your works ✨

oooooh, that's a hard one. a very, very hard one

but, and, please, bear with me, let's imagine that levi develops a little, totally not serious crush on one of his coworkers and it leads to his subconsciousness... having a little fun while he's asleep. and since it's levi we're talking about and he can't just, you know, talk about his feelings, and he's definitely, one hundred percent sure that his crush is unrequieted, because why wouldn't it be? after all, the person he's crushing on is funny, kind, incredibly smart, beautiful (and, yes, wears glasses)

so. he decides to suffer through it all in silence. but, there is a slight problem with that. because, while levi has perfected the art of ignoring his feelings during the day, he's not... so successful at it during the night. which doesn't bother him that much, but it does bother his roommate erwin, who is really tired of pressing a pillow to his head in hopes that it'll muffle the sounds that his best friend's making

erwin tried breaching the subject, of course, but levi either denied it or became so embarrassed that he literally raw away from that particular conversation. so! erwin comes up with a genius idea: since levi is so clearly sexually frustrated and won't do a thing about it - erwin will do that for him. as soon as that idea pops into his head, he calls mike and asks if any of his friends are single. mike doesn't hesitate with an answer even for a bit, because his cousin has been acting weird for weeks now, pining over some idiot who doesn't even notice their advances.

and so! mike and erwin set up their two respective idiots (which, in erwin's case, took a lot more convincing than he was honestly prepared for), levi, resigned and already anticipating a disaster, dresses up in clothes erwin told him to, goes to the cafe erwin told him to, and there he sees.... hange, the coworker he's been crushing on for months. his first instict is to flee, of course, but just as he starts to, hange notices him, waves and smiles at him, and levi has no choice but to join them at the table

hange, after making sure that levi is really, actually their date, throws their head back and starts laughing, and, again, levi desperately wishes to run away, but, for once, he's glad he didn't, because once hange calms down, they explain the reason for their laughter. they tell him how they didn't want to go on that date and how mike basically forced them to, but now they're really happy they did come.

'it must be destiny!' hange exclaims. 'or mike's meticulous scheming, since, you know, i kinda wanted to ask you out for a really long time now.'

levi's brain starts working for a moment, because surely he must have misheard. that, or it's actually another dream and he and hange will start having sex in the middle of a cafe the very next second. wouldn't be the weirdest dream that he had. but hange doesn't pounce at him like they do in all of his extremelly disturbing dreams, they don't even pull him in for a kiss, they just keep looking at him, with a gentle, pretty smile

and levi - for the first time in his entire life - decides to stop hiding his feelings. he covers hange's hand with his and murmurs, 'seems like erwin did something right for once'

it pulls another chuckle out of hange, but they don't take their hand away, they just slightly move it so that they can interlace their fingers with levi's

the date goes smoothly after that, and, although they don't fall into bed after having just one coffee, a kiss that hange presses on his cheek after he walked them home feels so much better than anything levi's seen in his dreams

[insideliascrazyhead]

Oya High Headcanons 2

Fujio:

-has no secrets from his mom whatsoever Miki Hanaoka knows everything.

-when one doesn´t show up to Oya High he searches them and „stumbles into them“ to check on them

-cookie dough lover

-totally a roses kinda guy

-has a sneaky tattoo hidden somewhere

-unintentionally hilarious

-himbo energy in the sweetest way possible

-sucker for the worst sugary sweet romance movies

-future barkeeper in the making

-can´t handle horror movies

-would totally be a unintentional insta model

-so sweet as if sugar is a damn person and you wait for the red flag but there ain´t one red flag

-is totally a happy crier

-heavily encourages in them showing up at Oya High even on vaccation-drops into the other schools for visits whenever he feels like it after he force adopted them into his found family and behaves like he lives there and no one would kick him out anyways

-befriends every adorable animal out there and names them too

Tsukasa:

-petty revenge kinda guy

-ice cream enthusiast

-he and Yasushi  have some petty shit that happened in their childhood or early teens and that´s why they have that kinda relationship with each other

-they also lived nearest to each other and through thin walls,Tsukasa learned a lot about Yasushi that the other doesn´t want anyone to know with his shitty homelife so he treats Tsukasa the way he does to keep him at distance

-manga enthusiast

-wants to travel the world

-now deadly afraid of heights

-probably plays the piano

-is a great cook but to lazy to do so  

-will have a self discovering phase latest point in university  

-will one day punch Amagai straight to the face when he least expects it and call him a dickhead  

-fanfic reader

Yasushi:

-adrenaline junkie

-will get back up in each fight unless unconciouss.breaks his ribs?!Oi Tsukasa!How many ribs does a human have?!12!Great 11 more to go then.

-rather dies than speak about his emotional state which resambles a dumbster that´s on fire and someone stored fireworks in said dumbster

-he will get a shit ton of tattoos,piercings when he´s older

-Yasushi would be a tattoo artist,piercer or anything in body modification where he get´s paid to create pain in the future

-this man is the definition getting a hug and will exclaim what is that?!affection.Ew disgusting!Do it again.But Kiyoshi only and selected people only.

-crazily forgetfull,Kiyoshi at 2 am at some grocery store?forgotten.                        No ones able to reach him?His phone´s lying in the fridge or in a fruit bowel.UNDER the fruits.No idea how it got there.

-shoul´ve been a leash kit but wasn´t

-says he has no fear but actually just doesn´t stop and think if fear would be reasonable right now

-Hyuga would upon meeting yasushi try to adopt him.

-bites people for sure until it draws blood

-so heavily codependant on Kiyoshi that his biggest fear is Kiyoshi getting sick of him and leaving him

-when he´s angry he crashes a whole ass room

-will go to jail for a short time eventually

-i also believe his headinjury left some kinda damadge

-highest metabolism seen to mankind

-uses Playboy deodorant and parfum each and every day and randomly mixxes them

-hates kids

-wanted to be a rockstar once

Kiyoshi:

-wearing colorful hawaii shirts on a regualr base in whatever occasion because he literally own nothing else then those.

-probably uses Axe body spray not gonna lie

-mommy issues

-Yasushi is the number one test object for any future beautician shit he´s gotta learn

-he and Yasushi drunkenly made out once

-horrible dancer,broke someones nose during dancing once

-loves electro music where Yasushi complains that he would only hear the rythm in that shit when he pops a few colorful pills which also clashes badly with Yasushis love for death metal

-when Yasushi had his head injury,Kiyoshi woke him up religiously to check on him,and first Yasushi thought it´s hilarious then threatened to knock Kiyoshi out later on what still didn´t stop him.

-he and Yasushi behave domestic as fuck outside of Oya but in their own crazy way they´re gonna live together one day for sure

-once colored Yasushi´s hair accidentally neon green instead of blonde

-mega petty prank wars with Yasushi

-faints at the sight of needles

Todoroki:

-encourages heavily in revenge.always get your revenge kids.

-still collects photographs occasionally of his victims

-camping trips to fish with Odajima

-has a feral inner chaos gremlin he let´s out in form of instigating little petty fights around Oya

-petty as fuck and he forgives but never forgets -mint chochlate chip ice cream enthusiast

-hella protective of Shibaman and Tsuji not that he´s gonna tell anyone oh and now he threw Odajima into the mix too.

-speaks at least 3 languages

-kinda rich

Shibaman:

-Shibaman´s sister adopted Tsuji by now and Todoroki adopted her

-his sister?Just like Fujio´s mom knows everything about everyone and otherwise

-he rants to her when they cook together  

-absent parents

-his sister is crazily overprotective and he needed to stop her from „teaching that Amagai brat manners of respect in fighting“

-she also normally patches him and Tsuji up after fights

-he and Tsuji normally stay at Shibamans

-future nightclub owner Haitani style

-not nearly as grumpy as he seems,instead he gives kinda cinnamon roll vibes

Tsuji:

-festival and concert lover,where he obviously with goes with Shibaman

-their and the Yasu-kiyo faction are not allowed to accept dares cause no idea of personal safety and well being

-future DJ in Shibaman´s nightclub

-crazy chaotic

-the grumpy one out of the two of them instead

-they´re also hella protective over Todoroki and each other

Nakaoka:

-doesn´t like instects at all and screams if they land on him

-loves fast and tuned cars

-doodles everywhere

-loves comedy

-doesn´t like kids

-can´t handle spices whatsoever

Nakagoshi:

-pranksters

-likes to paint

-into books and poetry

-loves extra spicey food

-playboy and everyone wants to know why he is so great with chicks

-it´s because he treats them like humans and not aliens

-can play the guitar

Jamuo:

-will be a comic artist or in video game design -he can fight decently                                                                                            -hella proud of bitch slapping Yasushi  

-literally lives of caffeine

-contains a little feral gremlin energy

-probably read some psychology books

-still flinches whenever he´s alone with Yasushi and he´s well...Yasushi

-sleeps with a knife under his pillow

-so sarcastic it physically hurts

-gonna be married first 

[urtrickster]

silly crackship post for the mceleni au that me and @kindheartedgummybears are making because we're unhinged and treating these characters like barbie dolls.

these are just the current ones we've jokingly brought up and mentioned. no doubt more will pop up the more we develop this au. uh... idk friendly reminder these are all crackships and aren't meant to be taken seriously this is just a fun lil thing i made w kearney idkidk felt like i needed to say tht bc ive seen people get Weird about crackships sometimes.

tabitha x belial. aka tabilial.

god-fearing puritan x demon? hell yeah brother sign me up. there's just something about them that's scratching that itch in my brain in all the right ways.

i. already got a fanfic idea for them. idk why im treating these two so seriously but i am.

jenny x anna. aka janna.

got this picture in my mind of jenny being the only one anna listens to when anna is like. this close to eating someone.

'keep your dog on a leash' trope.

tanya x michelle. aka tanchelle.

tanya and michelle are basically the mediators of this whole horrific mess of a group, so.

tanya is always stressed and very overworked and refuses to relax and michelle is just trying to get the poor girl to pause and sit back for a moment to take a breather.

'go on break.' 'no.' 'c'mon, at least step outside for five minutes to get some fresh air.' 'i will not.'

tabitha x taylor. aka tabylor.

i'm sure you've all seen the propaganda in the ship tournament so there's that.

the inherent horror of meeting your demon while trapped in purgatory is real, taylor's dealt with it. honestly, she totally avoided tabitha for a while thinking she'd just metamorph into the demon again but after a while she realizes that tabitha is just. a person. at least, one conjured up in the same way she was conjured up.

jenny x tabitha. aka mayton.

idkidk i just think it's an interesting concept that i kinda wanna explore a bit in this au. it's existing in my mind.

jenny x taylor. aka jenlor.

neither of them exist!! one is a hallucination thanks to chemical bio-weapon and the other is a hallucination thanks to grief and trauma!

clarice x belial. aka clelial (but also berice).

smth smth they first meet in switchback vr idk i think clarice is in that game smth smth and then they meet in purgatory and belial is like 'damn you were a lot cooler as a murderous alien-possessed husk' and clarice is like 'who the fuck are you'

they co-parent greg. greg is the alien parasite that infected and took over clarice.

daniella x belial. aka danibel.

for reasons unknown the two have beef in this au and therefore provide the classic and beloved enemies to lovers trope.

toma x clarice. aka cloma.

another ship that popped randomly into mind, and one that's equally as intriguing to me and something i would like to explore a bit as well.

honestly i just felt bad for not including toma fhdjskfhd

[inkrabbit]

I’d like to request a Sodo fanfic where the reader gives him a tarot reading (also ur writing is amazing !! Keep up the good work ily!)

The sun is slowly starting to set when Sodo notices you sitting by his beloved fire pit. You’re shuffling cards, black and gold shining brightly in the fire’s glow. He watches you silently, his tail swaying behind him as you finally stop shuffling and pull the card from the top of the deck, brows raising as you studied the picture.

“You having fun?” he calls out, smiling when you jump.

“Man, you scared me,” you sigh, but you shoot him a smile. “I guess? Just decided to pull a card for tonight. Been having this like… weird feeling all day.”

“Weird feeling, huh?” He takes a seat next to you on the old log, looking at the card. The Empress. “Does this answer your question?”

“In a way…” You shrug, slipping it back into the deck. “It gives me an idea but… you know how it is. Life isn’t exactly set in stone. This card could say one thing, but then something else could happen and it could turn everything on its head.”

“Hm…” He stares down at the deck, eyes admiring the art on the back of the cards. “You mind pulling one for me?”

“You want a reading?”

“Sure. Just… pull somethin’ and we’ll see what we get.” He gives you a smile. He has a rough idea about how these readings work. “Already know what I want it to answer.”

“If you say so.” You start shuffling the cards again and he notices how you occasionally pause, only to start back up again.

“Why do you stop?” he finally asks when you do it again. “It’s like… you’re thinking?”

“Yeah, kinda.” You smile at him. “I normally shuffle until I feel like it’s the right, you know? I dunno. It’s kinda hard to explain.”

“No, I think I get it. Like you’re waiting to see which card is the one?”

“In a way, yeah.” You finally stop shuffling and his heart feels like it stops when you pull the card from the top of the deck. Two of Cups.

“Oh!” You give him a smile. “Well this is a good card. Do you have anyone in mind?”

“I… might…” He shuffles in his seat, trying to get comfortable as he faces you. “What’s the card mean?”

“Well, it’s like… you’re deepening a connection with someone,” you start. “This card represents the flow of love within, and the flow of love between two people. It’s like you’re creating something deeper with someone, normally on shared values, empathy and sometimes unconditional love.

“Really, this card focuses on you creating a new relationship with someone, whether it’s a lover, business partner or even a new friend. Basically you’re finding someone that you see “eye to eye” with.”

“Well, ain’t that something.” He smiles at you as his tail flicks behind him. A deeper connection? A new relationship? Sign him up.

He’s not sure if you knew, but he had been admiring you for the past few months, though he tried to be discreet about it. He couldn’t have every ghoul and sibling know about his love for you. With how no one commented on it, he was sure he was doing a good job at hiding it.

“What did your card mean?” he asks. “The Empress.”

“It basically means to connect to my more feminine side,” you tell him, a smile tugging at your lips. “Take time to grow, look at everything I have around me. Maybe even have an opportunity pop up.”

“That so?” He shuffles closer, just a little bit so his knee bumps yours. “Well, what opportunity are you hoping for?”

“It’s stupid.”

“It’s not if it’s something you want.”

“What connection are you hoping to deepen?”

He splutters a bit. “I asked you first!”

“Well… I’m not answering until you tell me!” you fire back. You’re both staring at each other, waiting anxiously for the other to answer, but neither of you do. He can smell it now. Underneath the scent of the fire and his own burning musk, he can smell your nervousness.

“How about we tell each other?” he suggests slowly. “On three.”

“You’re really gonna tell me?” you ask him, though there’s a smile on your face. “Or are you gonna just let me say whatever I’m gonna say and then laugh at me?”

“Well, you’ll have to find out on three!” he laughs. You look around, and he looks with you. No one else is around. You’re both alone.

“Yeah… yeah, alright. I’ll do it.” His heart races.

“One…”

“Two…”

“Three.” He doesn’t give you a chance to answer. He doesn’t even answer himself. He knew he would’ve made a fool out of himself had he tried to verbally tell you. So instead, he leans forward and presses his lips against yours, tensing when he hears that soft squeak of yours. But you don’t pull away. Instead, he feels you lean into him, tentative hands slowly finding their way past his horns and through his hair. He lets out a soft sigh as he cups your face with one hand, using the other to pull you closer to him. His tail wraps around your legs and he pushes his luck, running his forked tongue along the bottom of your mouth. His heart flutters when you open up for him.

And the taste of you… Lucifer, if this was a dream, he never wanted to wake up. He maps out your mouth, pushing against your tongue so you eventually fight back against him. Your scent is intoxicating, joy and relief making him dizzy because it’s the exact same thing he’s feeling right now.

Your arms eventually snake around his neck, pulling him closer. But it makes his mind run a mile a minute, his tail tapping wildly at the end. You finally pull back with a gasp, jumping away from him.

“You’re really hot!” you tell him, trying to uncurl his tail from his legs. “Are you okay? Did I upset you?”

“What? No!” Now he feels like an idiot. “I’m sorry. Fire ghouls heat up sometimes when there’s a lot going on.”

“I thought it was just when you were angry?”

“That’s commonly what it is, but sometimes it’s like… extreme excitement, too.”

You give him a smile. “You saying I made you extremely excited?”

“I guess I am.” He matches your smile. “About the whole… deepening connection thing… I may or may not want that to be with you.”

“Funny you should say that because I was kinda hoping I’d get the opportunity to spend more time with you.”

“That can be arranged if you really want it.” He brings his hand up, gently stroking your cheek. “Maybe we could do something together? Try going on a date?”

“And what kind of date do you have in mind?”

“Nothing too much. Maybe just go out so it’s just the two of us?” He pecks your lips. “And maybe some more kissing?”

“Hmm… I think I like the sound of that.”

[cherry-queens-blog]

All Might Fanfic

ALL MIGHT X READER

Summary- You had met Toshinori Yagi (all might) at a small coffee shop and since then he had been meeting you there every morning. He ends up having catching feeling for you but he is to shy and beyond nervous to tell you. He does eventually tell you though.

Content- confessing feelings, All Might (Toshinori Yagi) X reader, romance, Sfw.

Note- This was an idea that popped into my head while watching the show. I heard it has been done but I legit could not find any stories on this so idk. If you guys have the link please send it my way id love to read it!.

I REALLY LIKE YOU

It had been a pretty tough week for you since your business had been getting packed with customers and everyday now and it was really exhausting on you. One morning you got up from bed, brushed your teeth, washed your face, your usual routine before heading out to open up the store you run for the day. It was about 6 in the morning when you decided to stop by this small coffee shop so you could get yourself a coffee before going to work. You got in line behind this man who stood in front of you wearing a white T-shirt, baggy pants, yellow hair that was a bit crazy, pretty thin too. You didn't pay to much attention to him, all you wanted was to just get your coffee and head out but something about him seemed rather familiar to you, like you've seen him before but you couldn't quite put your finger on it.

When the line moved up and the man started to order you had recognized his voice as well. After a few seconds it had finally clicked. No way this was All Might himself standing in front of you, there is no way right? you thought to yourself.

"Excuse me"

You said slightly interrupting him from putting his order in. He quickly paused, looking at you with his sunk in eyes that went a bit wide and were a pretty blue color. He smiled a bit not being even the slightest bit annoyed that you had interrupted him.

"Yes?"

He said keeping eye contact with you.

"Sorry for interrupting I was just wondering are you... all might by any chance? you seem really familiar, sorry if I am mistaken I just feel like I've seen you before."

You stated nervously, putting your hand on the back of your neck. He smiled again, slowly nodding his head, confirming you were in fact right about that statement.

"please no need to apologize, and yes, that's me"

He replied with a slight chuckle, His smile seemed so gentle and genuine. You thought it was kinda cute how he was acting and chuckled yourself.

"oh good it's quite nice to meet you, if you don't mind could I buy your coffee for you?"

This caught him a bit by surprise as you offered to buy the coffee for him. He couldn't deny that to him you seemed so kind hearted, and just so sweet. He found you absolutely adorable but, he didn't want you to buy his coffee for him.

"ah well um.."

"please, I insist"

You said with a smile. You could tell he didn't want you to spend your hard earned money on him but you wanted to especially after all he has done to keep everyone safe.

"haha alright alright, I'll accept your offer"

Once he accepted you turned to the cashier with a cute smile painted on your face.

"His coffee and a hazelnut iced coffee please"

Once they put the order in the worker told you the total and you paid. You stepped aside with All Might waiting for the coffees to be made. He couldn't but feel a bit touched by your gesture towards him.

"Thank you for this.. really"

He said making you look at him.

"It's no problem really"

"well it was very kind of you to do that for me"

He said. It was clear that the fact you were this nice to him and weren't acting like some crazy fangirl like everyone else would've made him feel appreciative and quite happy. He didn't quite know how to respond to it, but this feeling was so foreign to him, especially in his current position, that it was actually comforting him in some way. The way you were acting made him feel at ease, not worrying about his weaknesses or frailty anymore. You didn't quite know how to respond either for a moment before letting out a slight chuckle.

"Well I try to be as friendly as possible haha.."

Toshinori chuckles a bit feeling his heart flutter a bit at your cute smile while enjoying the time he is spending with you right now before he has to leave to the school.

"haha yes I can see that... you're a very kind person"

He says genuinely meaning it. The coffees are soon ready and set on the counter. You grab yours while Toshinori grabs his. You give him a nice smile as you hold your coffee in your hands.

"Well i should get going now, enjoy your coffee All Might"

You wave at him goodbye before taking your leave out the door of the shop and walking to work.

"Bye"

He mutters softly, watching you leave the coffee shop thinking about the interaction he just had with you. He couldn't help but feel a little more confident in himself, feeling happy but still nervous at the same time while taking a sip of his coffee. As the day carried on you were quite busy at work with costumers, feeling ready to close up and head home to have dinner and rest up in bed. The day was quite hectic as it usually was but you were pretty used to it by now since you had been working in the store for about 3 years now.

Meanwhile Toshinori couldn't stop thinking about you. You were just such an amazing person and just the cutest he has ever seen and your personality was just one of an angel. He wanted to see you again and be able to talk more, get to know you better. The thoughts of you playing in his mind none stop, he just really liked you, a lot too.

As the weeks passed by, he would stop by the coffee shop, hoping to see you again, which you always did show up at the same time everyday. It made happy being able to have a cup of coffee while chatting with you, being able to spend his mornings with you. The weeks soon turned into months of getting to know one another, having laughs, and enjoying each others time together. Toshinori started to develop deeper feelings for you, feeling more and more secure around you with every passing day. But he was shy, and absolutely nervous, unsure of how to go about this. He really wanted to show you his emotions he felt towards you and just admit how much he really liked you... but he didn't know how. He also felt worried about the possibility that you won't feel the same way and didn't wanna make things awkward between the two of you.

When Monday arrived you showed up wearing a turtle neck shirt, nice pants, nice jacket, with your hair up. When you see Toshinori you smiled. You walked up happy to see him again. He always made your mornings better even when you were unbearably exhausted.

"Hey Toshinori! how is your morning so far?"

You said as you approached him. He was sitting at his usual table sipping his coffee when he looked up and seen you, a smile forming on his face. You looked so nice today, he thought to himself.

"Hey Y/N.. my morning is definitely a lot better now that you've shown up"

He said while his cheeks turned a slight shade of pink. You sat down across from him, you didn't order a coffee yet, you just sat down with him instead of ordering.

"I am glad to hear that. I hope the days haven't been too harsh on you."

He chuckled softly at your words. He really enjoyed having you here and talking with him. He was happy to see you today, feeling a bit better about himself.

"Thank you, and things have been pretty rough for me but, I am managing"

"oh. I'm sorry to hear that. At least you are managing through it though. What's been going on Toshinori?"

You asked feeling a bit concerned for him. You were hoping it wasn't anything to serious that is happening to him. He paused for a minute contemplating if he should tell you. You had shown him so much kindness, but he didn't wanna burden you with his problems.

"I... don't like talking about it much"

He responded while looking down at his coffee. You nod respecting his wishes to not talk about it.

"That's okay. Lets just enjoy the morning, alright?. Here let me go get myself a cup of coffee and we can talk about something else"

You said before getting up and walking over to the register and putting in your usual order. He nodded with a slight smile, feeling happy that you were willing to change the topic. He watched as you placed your order. He just found you so damn adorable. Once it was ready you grabbed your coffee and joined Toshinori at the table again.

"Hey can I ask you something?"

You look at him as he says that feeling a little nervous about what it is he wanted to ask you. You nod giving him the okay to ask you"

"sure.. what did you wanna ask me?"

You responded while looking at his blue eyes. He hesitates for a moment, feeling nervous about what he was about to say to you since it was personal. He pushed himself to go through with it, since he had built up some confidence over these past few days.

"Um... would it be alright if I admit something to you?"

You were more curious now about what he wanted to admit. This was new to you, and you were feeling nervous about what he wanted to say.

"Yeah of course Toshinori"

He took a deep breath, his heart now racing inside his chest. He had been thinking about doing this for awhile now, but now seemed like a good time to tell you. He looked straight at you with a calm expression hoping this would be the right decision to make.

"I've grown very fond of you. Over these last few months, I've come to really like you, I just... I developed feelings for you,... these feelings developed a long time ago, but it's something I have felt for a long time now. I didn't want to admit it due to the circumstances and the fact that this is kind of awkward to confess"

Toshinori said as he looked down at his coffee. You were a bit stunned to hear him admit that to you.

"So... do you want to like... date me?"

You asked wanting to make sure you had heard him correctly. He nodded his head, his eyes still on his cup, a faint blush painting his cheeks a bit from the fact he had made it so obvious what he was trying to say.

"Y-yeah... that's it, and I know this is random, it's just that I've felt this for quite some time now. I don't want to push you, or scare you away, but this is something I felt i needed to say"

You couldn't help but actually blush at his words. You were surprised by his confession but you also couldn't tell him no since you felt the same way about him but you also didn't have the courage to tell him either and you were so happy that he admitted it first.

"Why didn't you say so sooner Toshinori? hahaha"

You laughed a bit.

"Say how about we go to the movies this weekend, as a date?"

As you said that his face lit up a bit, shocked by your response. He was more than sure you would reject him but, you didn't. Toshinori felt more than happy that you had felt the same way about him, feeling like a million buck right now.

"R-Really, you want to go out with me?"

He said just to make sure you were being serious. You smiled at him, feeling excited to go out with him. He was just so adorable, just so cute to you.

"Yes I'm serious. I'll be more than happy to go out with you."

He couldn't help but smile at your response. You actually seemed so ecstatic, and seeing you be so excited and happy made him even more happy. He never went out on a date with anyone before, but something told him this will be a memorable one.

"So, we have an official date... this coming weekend?"

"yes we do Toshinori"

[hellfire-puppet]

King & Queen / Eddie Munson x reader

This is my first ever smutty fanfic, so be gentle with me.

NSFW, minors gtfo and dni. ⚠️Warnings: rough sex, fem receiving oral sex, fingering, p in v, unprotected sex(I stg y’all better wrap it up or else), drugs, weed, orgasm denial kinda, LOTS of pet names, spit, it’s pure p**n with a smidge of fluff so there’s that, let me know if I missed anything! I hope all of you sluts enjoy. :*

Summary: you’re thinking of your wild, passionate night with the one and only, Eddie Munson and how he absolutely worshipped you while you make breakfast. He sneaks up on you for round 2. 

You woke in an absolute tangle of sheets. Eddie’s pale, naked body barely covered, breathing heavily with sleep right next to you. You immediately smile and blush. You knew his uncle would be gone for the weekend, but you still slipped your underwear back on, and pulled his Hellfire shirt from the floor and quietly made your way to the kitchen. You figured he had worked up an appetite too, because you were starving. You find some eggs and bacon in the fridge and went with that.

You can’t stop blushing as your scrambling the eggs. You got absolutely laid last night. You didn’t expect Eddie’s absolute dominance over you. The way he listened to your wants and needs…You melted like butter for him.

You’ve known Eddie for quite some time. You’ve played several one shots with the Hellfire Club. Mostly, you just went over to his trailer when you needed weed, or an escape in general. Eddie would usually invite you to smoke before you left after making your purchase. You always accepted and stayed longer than you intended. Listening to him play his guitar, talking about the horror movies you both like, different tattoo ideas you both had. Just shooting shit, really. You’d sometimes catch him staring at you, but you were better at hiding your stares. He hardly ever caught you licking your lips as you watched his fingers strum his instrument, his hair bobbing up and down when you would blast music in his room.

What else can those fingers do?

How would those cold rings feel on your warm skin?

You woke up yesterday thinking of Eddie. He lingered in your mind from a dream. You didn’t remember the dream, you just remember his words “yes, fuck me, princess”.

Princess.

Imagining his mouth forming those words to you made your legs quiver. You touched yourself to thoughts of his mouth all over you, your lips, your collarbone, your tits, your stomach, your hip bones, fingers trailing your panty lines around your folds while his lips still traveled lower, until his tongue flicked your most sensiti-…you couldn’t finish the daydream. You were already at your peak and you whispered his name. Eddie

You had to see him today. You called to make sure he was home. You said you needed more weed. “Come on over, little one”. His voice was mesmerizing to you, you could hear him smiling into the phone. You had to have him today. Now.

Back to reality again as the bacon started popping, but it didn’t last long. You bite your bottom lip just thinking of his face as you walked through his front door. He wasn’t wearing a shirt. Goddamnit. Fuck. It was like he knew that you had just touched yourself to the thought of him not hours earlier. He was leaning on the doorway into his trailer, arms across his chest. Your breath caught quietly in your throat and he had a knowing smile on his face. He knew. You both somehow managed to keep your interaction chill. At first.

You did your normal exchange and he asked if you wanted to smoke with him and listen to some Iron Maiden. You accepted, as always. You plopped down on your back on his bed, like you casually often do. He laid next to you. Being respectful and leaving some space between you. He lit the joint he had just rolled prior to you showing up. You both passed it back and forth in comfortable silence, seemingly forgetting that you initially were going to listen to music.

“How was your morning, little one?” Eddie said lightly, finally breaking the silence. You loved his nickname for you, but you wanted more. This was too friendly. You wanted him to call you something that sounded like you were his. And my god, did you want to be his.

You were in a mood. You were feeling feisty. The weed wasn’t helping a bit. You wanted to blurt out exactly how your morning was. You wanted to tell him you wanted him to fuck you right then and there. 

“It was magical. Do you want to hear about it?” You smirked to yourself. Like leading a lamb to slaughter.

“Of course I do”. He said with a little bit of anticipation that you could tell he was trying to hide. 

“I woke up and touched myself”. The weed was definitely helping you speak so bluntly.

Eddie, taken aback, eyes wide “Oh? Is that right, little one?” You could hear him smiling again. He turned towards you and propped his head up with a pillow and crossed his arms over his chest. “Do you care to elaborate on that a little more? I’m interested.” He was smirking now. He knew. The bastard.

“I was thinking of you. I think of you a lot. Especially when I’m touching myself”. You full on blushed, unable to look Eddie in the face but it felt so damn good to finally tell him, to have it all out there with nothing else to hide behind.

“Tsk, tsk, little one. I could tell your voice was a little angsty this morning over the phone, but not quite afterglow angsty” Eddie bit his lip and laughed, enjoying this way too much.

You joined his laugher and covered your face. You couldn’t believe you had just told him your deep, dark secret.

“Don’t feel embarrassed, princess. I think of you a lot too” he inched his face a little closer to your hair.

Princess.

You uncovered your face and turned toward Eddie.

“Shut up! You do not!” You smiled, trying to ignore the volts coursing through your whole body at his words.

“I couldn’t lie to you.” He was still smirking. “Especially when I’m touching myself”. He winked at you.

You laid there, staring into each other’s eyes. In a hazy weed induced daze for what felt like forever, before you finally said, “goddamnit, Munson just kiss me already!”

Eddie wasted no time gracefully closing the gap between you, it made you close your eyes but you could feel his hair tickle your face and his breathe close to your mouth. “With pleasure” he laid his lips on your and you immediately opened your mouth for him to enter, he snickered. “Well, you are ready for me, Princess, aren’t you”. You didn’t answer, you shoved your fingers into his hair and tilted your head to allow him more entrance as your tongues acted like they were trying to annihilate the other. You both moaned in unison, which only egged the passion on more.

Eddie sits up and brings you with him, shoving both of your legs to either side of him. Your hands found his chest as you explored. He took a turn digging his fingers into the back of your hair, got a fistful at the base of your scalp, gently at first and then suddenly yanked back. You gasp loudly and then moan, eyes locked on his, breathing heavily. He smiled devilishly. “What do you want me to do now, princess?” His other hand dug into you denim clad thigh. He was in total control and you were beside yourself with lust.

“I want you to fucking ruin me, Eddie Munson”. You said, breath still heavy.

“You don’t know what you just asked for, princess. But as you wish”. Eddie said as he let go of your hair, put both of his hands under your thighs and flipped you onto your back with finesse. “Oh god, Eddie”, as you licked your lips and smirked. You were ready for whatever it was he had in store for you. He stood up in front of you and dragged you closer to the edge of the bed.

“You are a little slut, aren’t you?” His eyes were dark, lustful and needy. “Are you sure you’re ready? I’ve thought about this for a long, long time.”

“Eddie. Please…” you were barely able to form words. You were burning from the inside out, and he had barely touched you yet.

“Well, since you asked nicely” he smirked again.

He hastily unfastened your jeans and yanked them down. You lifted your hips to help him. “Good girl. You’re a good little slut”. The smile never leaving his lips. You could see his bulge pressing against his own jeans and you bit your bottom lip.

“Don’t get hasty now, baby. I’m going to take my sweet time with you.” Eddie was pulling your jeans off of your feet. Your head was swimming. How did he know you wanted him to be rough with you? How did he know this is exactly how to drive you the craziest? You meshed too well. Why did it take you so long to tell him?

You were moaning in anticipation. This was clearly pleasing him, egging him on. “Use your words, Princess. I want to hear you”.

Your underwear were already soaked. You could feel the wetness pooling as soon as his lips landed on yours. “Eddie, I want to fuck your face” you groaned out, wiggling under his fingers teasing the outside of your underwear.

Eddie’s eyes brows shot up. He didn’t expect you to be this vocal, so needy, so demanding. “Is that so, princess?” You were driving him wild. Your yearning was making it hard to keep himself under control. “Take your shirt off.” He said smiling. You leaned up and obeyed. Braless tits bouncing before his eyes. He groaned loudly.

“I have wanted to worship your body, this pussy for so long”. Your turn to moan and you even let out a whimper. This is everything you wanted. He grabbed the sides of your underwear and yanked them down your legs. His eyes were stuck on your wetness. His mouth slightly hanging open. His dark eyes finally met yours. “You are so fucking perfect. I cannot wait to devour you.”

He went down to his knees, eyes not wavering from yours. Your breath started to pick back up again. You were leaning up slightly on your elbows, watching Eddie’s every expert move. His hands landed on your thighs, gave them a rough squeeze before shoving them far apart. Eyes finally finding your wetness again and he groaned once again. His desire for you was making your heart do flips. He took his ring adorned hands and spread your folds wide open. You were nearly shaking. It had only been moments since his lips were first on you, but it felt like way too long.

“Look at you, beautiful. You are pouring for me.” he shocked you for a moment as he spat onto your pussy. You didn’t expect it, but you couldn’t have found it any hotter. “Not that you need it” Eddie winked, and without any more warning, his tongue dove for your clit and immediately starting lapping around in circles. You threw your head back and moaned loudly, not holding back. You felt two fingers poking your hole, also making circles, testing your tightness. Feeling how wet you were. “Goddamn” he mumbled into your pussy then started to suck on your clit as you groaned wildly and bringing your head back down. Eddie ate your pussy like it was the last meal he would ever eat. Devour you he did.

“God, finger me Eddie!” You exclaimed, tired of all this teasing.

“Mmmm, good girl. I love to hear it” he wasted no time and shoved both fingers all the way inside of you, your noises only got louder and he made a come hither motion with them. You grabbed his hair once more, “yes, baby!” Eddie said excitedly, knowing what was coming. You guided his head, you bucked against his tongue and fingers and fucked his face. “Yes, use me you little slut” he mumbled into you. Within no time you wear nearing your peak, it was coming fast as you yelled out his name. Eddie could tell you were almost to your release and all the sudden he removed your hand from his head, fingers from your hole and tongue from you clit. Your eyes shot open wide, completely breathless and stunned.

“Oh, no, no my tasty girl. Not yet. Patience is a virtue” he clicked his tongue and smiled. Licking one finger and savoring your taste, he shoved the other finger in your mouth and you immediately started lapping your tongue around, sucking your taste from him. “Fuck. You are incredible” he said, you were whining from the sudden stop of the pleasure he was giving you. “Eddie. Fuck me. Fuck me right now” you pleaded with him.

He smirked, as you lunged forward and started working at the button and zipper of his jeans. “Fuck, princess.” He said as you reached forward. Eddie allowed you to take his jeans off. You shoved his boxers down and his dick bounced up and slapped his stomach. You gasped at his size and he grunted at the release of his member. “You think you can take it all in, princess? Can your little pussy handle it?” He shoved you back down on your back, still standing, looming above you and you groaned in eagerness.

“Yes, I want to take it all. Don’t be easy on me.” You said, he raised his eyebrows and pumped his dick a few times with his hand, you were practically shaking with want. “Are you sure you’re ready? This isn’t going too fast?” The lusty darkness in his eyes changed to the soft Eddie you have known. “Eddie. If you don’t put your dick in me now, I will put it in myself” you panted, you couldn’t stay still. It was like your hips had a mind of their own, searching for something to fill you up. Eddie chuckled softly before his eyes turned dark again. “You are a greedy little slut, aren’t you? I can tell you’ve thought of this as much as I have.” He pursed his lips slightly as he drug his thumb over your clit you gasped, the touch was too soft. He began circling the tip of his dick at your entrance, you started to buck your hips toward him but he grabbed your hip with the hand he was using to rub you with to hold you in place.

You groaned in frustration, his breath was getting heavy, “patience, baby”. His voice was low, eyes absolutely entranced by your wetness pooling around the tip of his dick. You groaned again “Eddie, please. Please!” That knowing yet evil smile spread across his face again. With that, he started to push his tip inside you, having to hold your hip down even tighter as they tried their damndest to push him inside you further.

“You just have to have it your way, don’t you Princess? Go ahead, baby girl” he lifted his hands from you and you immediately wrapped your legs around his back, his length slowly slid the rest of the way inside you with ease and you both yelped out a loud “oh!” He was going to let you go to town, but he couldn’t wait, you felt too good. Hands back on your hip, he drove himself even further into you and you both groaned loud, not holding anything back. You didn’t expect him to be so loud. You didn’t expect him to keep his eyes open and on you. He locked his eyes on yours and started a slow pace, it was blissful. The intensity in his eyes, the steady rhythm of his pace, you felt like you could explode. You grabbed one of his hands and placed it around your neck, his eyes widened and he pressed the sides gently. You hissed with pleasure as your eyes rolled back into your head. “Goddamnit” Eddie’s said through clenched teeth as his pace quickened. His dick was stretching you out deliciously, touching the place inside that nearly brought tears to your eyes. You gasped loudly, he groaned almost in unison. He was feeding off of your pleasure as much as his own. 

“Eddie, fuck me harder” you exclaimed, not holding back the volume of your voice. He released your throat and chuckled lightly. He slowed his pace down again and you groaned and writhed beneath him. This went on for an agonizing minute before you’d had enough. You reached your hand up and grabbed his cute, smug little face and bore into his eyes. “I said fuck me harder Munson.”

Eddie smirked and immediately obliged. His smirk quickly fell into a face contorted with focus. He refused to cum, but he could have at any second. The feeling of your walls squeeze his dick so well, your absolute yearning and your demands. It made his head swim. He has never been with someone who not only knew what they wanted, but told him like you did. Demanded it. And what you wanted was him. Eddie grabbed for your throat again, which released a colorful string of words from your mouth.

“I want you to fuck me like you mean it. Until you cum inside me. I want to watch you cum.” You moaned out, anticipating Eddie’s face contorting into absolute bliss, tensing up as he railed you and finding his release.

But instead, Eddie lands a kiss on your lips, you invite him in and you spend several minutes like this. You thought he would get his fuck in and be done but he was relishing you. Your body. This moment. Even in all of the lust, he was worshipping you. He wanted to savor you. His hands were all over you, exploring every single inch. Your hands were buried deep in his hair and you both moaned. He leaned up from your mouth and used his thumb to make circles around your clit again, it was mind numbing. His pace quickened until he was slamming into you as your voice got higher, your walls tightened around him. “Eddie, I’m close, I’m about to cum” you gasped, you felt your world exploding, falling apart in the most delicious way possible, you yelled his name over and over, your muscles spasming, and that’s all be needed to hear. Your screams filled the room and he threw his head back and yelled out your name. His face looked beautiful, you wanted to see him fall apart like this forever. He took a moment then he collapsed on top of you as gently as he could. Covered in sweat, both of you gasping for air.

After a moment to catch your breath, he slipped out of you and laid next to you, nothing but adoration in his eyes. He tucked some loose hair behind your ear and smiles the sweetest smile, almost like you didn’t just have the most mind blowing sex of your lives. “I am so glad you came over” his words seemed giddy almost. “I’m glad I decided to reveal my deep dark secret” you laughed.

You laid there wrapped up in each other for hours, just talking about sweet nothings until sleep found you both. “I would love to do that again sometime, if that’s ok?” Was the last thing he said. You sighed, and he knew that meant you wanted absolutely nothing less.

Back to the present. You take a deep breath as you put the eggs and bacon on a plate. Your cheeks are red from the memories. You put both plates of food on the counter and decided to search the fridge for some juice or milk. Meanwhile, Eddie had woken up and thought you had left until he heard some noise on the kitchen. Knowing it couldn’t have been Wayne. Eddie didn’t even bother putting clothes on as he crept into the kitchen. He blushed himself once he realized you had made breakfast. If he wasn’t so horny, he might had shed a tear at such a sweet gesture. In a swift motion, he grabs you from behind as your bent over looking in the fridge.

“Jesus fucking Christ, Eddie!” You squealed, both of you smiling like fools. He picked you up and set you on the counter. “You made me breakfast” his grin never ceasing. You bit your lip and nodded shyly. This was new to you. You weren’t sure how to proceed. “I appreciate it. No one but Wayne has ever made me breakfast. You know, I called you Princess yesterday…” he trailed off, he scooted you closer to the edge of the counter, in a swift motion lifted you slightly so he could take your panties off and then got to his knees. You gasped lightly, shocked but more than happy with where this was going. He lifted both of your legs and wrapped them around the back of his head like he was wearing you as a crown. “…I shouldn’t have” his eyes never leaving yours until now, he let his fingers graze over your folds, teasing around your clit. He smirked and raised his eyes back to yours “you’re no princess. You’re my fucking Queen.” He said and dove face first into your pussy like a starved man.

[tippenfunkaport]

Best Friend Squad Fake Break Up Caper

Short version: Post canon, the BFS set a trap for a spy by faking a break-up between Glimmer and Bow.

(I posted a small preview of this once.)

Long version:

While a lot of the fic ideas I've had that I've written a lot of / thought about a lot are things I would be ok if I never get to post them as fanfic because they are different enough from canon that I could easily write them as something original someday. This story, however, is one I would be kinda sad if I never have a chance to post for real. (And never say never but right now it's hard to imagine adding another canon-verse multi-chapter with how many I have in progress.)

The set up is that, post canon, these tabloids pop up on Etheria that are like our gossip rags and report on the princesses and their spouses like celebrity gossip. When there's a tragedy with important info getting in the hands of the wrong people, the BFS realizes that there is a spy, someone connected with one of these gossip rags.

Catra comes up with a plan: The Queen of Bright Moon and her war hero regular guy fiance are tabloid favorites. If Glimmer and Bow pretend to break up and date other people, they can create a series of gossip-worthy events to try to trap the spy. Glimmer and Adora both hate this plan but Bow thinks this won't be a problem, because he's incapable of jealousy (WRONG). Catra mistakes his misplaced confidence in himself as a sign that he doesn't care as much about Glimmer as she does about him. Catra loves Bow but, push come to shove, she's Team Glimmer first and wants to make sure her bestie is certain Bow's the one before they get married.

They stage a very public break-up, but it's meaningless at first because Glimmer just keeps teleporting to go see Bow anyway. But when the media storm is bigger than they anticipate and the spy eludes them, extending the ruse so they have to actually stay away from each other, things get more complicated. As Catra's sets up a bunch of suitor meetings for Glimmer to try and date other people and Bow is getting hit on, they both to start to wonder if maybe the other is doubting their relationship. All the fake reasons they broke up start to feel like maybe they were real reasons after all and both independently realize they don't want anyone else… while being convinced they are holding the other back by not letting them go.

Meanwhile, Adora figures out Catra's game and they clash over what Adora sees as Catra meddling in her best friend's relationship. Catra counters that both Glimmer and Bow have never been with anyone but each other so how can they really know they are in love without seeing what else is out there? When Adora points out all of that is also true about the two of them and does that mean these are doubts Catra herself is having? the two have a fight, compounded by the fact that the scheme is keeping them apart (Catra on Team Glimmer and Adora on Team Bow).

And obviously this all culminates in a caper style undercover mission where everyone gets back together and works out their issues and lives happily ever.

Doing this one for Slaps Idea: This Baby Can Fit So Much Projection! because this idea started out as me just wanting the chance to do a Perils of Peekablue style undercover caper with Catra, Adora, Glimmer and Bow but then it just turned into Tippen projects a lot of feelings about being bisexual and marrying your best friend onto Glimbow.

[neapocream]

Tokyo ClassReunion Summoners

This is a story that I have been thinking of writing for awhile now. Basically writing a kind of aftermath of Tokyo Afterschool Summoners where MC/You soon return after a couple of years gone by.

To be honest I rewrote this like 5 times because I didn’t know how to start. Might do it again.

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Chapter 0: Your Way Back Home

It been so long…so long since that last time you was able to see your family….your friends…your home…

It been 6 year since it all went down, the end of the game, the end of the bloody battles, the end of the loops.

Yet, you still the remember their faces when you was force to say goodbye. Tears was shed, strong hugs given. It was hard for you since you thought you’ll never see them again.

At least that you thought..

Many things happen in 6 years and you were ready to finally go back…the app was right on your phone just waiting to be open.

You without much hesitation push it open, but something was different.

, it feels different. The screen was black…and it stay black.

It not like you did anything wrong. The screen just froze…at least that what you thought for a second until a bright light blinded you and soon went black again.

Abandoning one world for another…is this really what you want?

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When the light finally fades you soon found yourself laying down on a bench in a park. This park…you remember it long ago. It was the same park you first woke up to in Tokyo. You were finally back, finally back home.

You pull out your phone to check something, but didn’t turn it on because you were shock by what you see.

It was your face, your actual face. It not one of the appearance you have to choose like you this because. This is actually the real you.

Your (s/c) skin

Your (e/c) eyes

Your (h/c) (long/short) hair

Even your voice the same, this was the real you that everyone will see…and you couldn’t help but panic a bit.

Will they even recognize you?

Of course not, how they gonna recognize you with a completely different look. How they gonna believe you.

Your appearance, your voice, they not the same…but wait! You check your left hands and see…it was there. It was your summoner mark, it the only thing that didn’t change. But will did mark prove anything? You couldn’t help but have doubts cloud you mouth.

While that was happening your phone shrine bright once again and something pop out. What pop out left you in shock.

Lil’ Salomon: MASTER!!!

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And that as far I gotten. I honestly wanted to add more but don’t know where to go at this point. Got some ideas but not that confident with it.

Haven’t wrote anything like this for awhile…especially after discontinuing my last x male reader fanfic couple years ago (even though people still reading it and don’t know how they keep finding it).

Don’t know if I’ll continue this or start writing scenarios…or both. Just wanted to write something since I been kinda down lately.

[spaceyflowerswriting]

James lee yes James Lee not ‘DG’. Middle schooler red haired James having a crush on his best friend who fought along with him in the gen 1 fights. ?

then later on became couples !!!!!.?!

being james lee's best friend and eventually his lover

details: gender neutral reader but written in 2nd pov, general canon au

a/n: OOH FUN IDEA,, i also kinda went all out with this one 💪 thank u for the request, plopifuee :] hope these headcanons work for u!! 💖

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> this scenario would make for the ultimate friends to lovers, will-they-won't-they, slow burn fanfic of all time but. i don't have the skills for that so i offer these sprinkles of ideas instead T_T

> james was definitely more wild back then. not on goo's level, but he was less calm and more flashy

> worked as a lone wolf until he met you. before, he insisted he could handle whatever jobs needed to be done alone (was also more arrogant back then) but when he saw how capable you were after charles introduces you to him, he went, "actually, i don't mind having a partner as long as it's them."

> he just loved that he felt like you two were on the same wavelength; being the same age and knowing you could catch up with him/handle him was really exciting

> not a complete fool, of course, it took some time before he started truly considering you a dear friend and his ride or die

> vaguely flirty but played it off too well to seem suspicious at all. also liked showing off if he could!

> lowkey did that "boys who bully you like you" thing (future him is embarrassed, don't worry). something he often did was gross you out with body parts stolen from an opponent--assuming taesoo's eye is not the only body part he's taken from someone 😭

> you two were charles's favorite kids; the original gun and goo, dare i say, but if they actually liked each other. a fearless and powerful duo >;]

> the two of you have always got along, even with the occasional scuffles any friendship would have. james had fallen for you long ago though, back in his earlier middle school days with you (which is why he was vaguely flirty) but kept it on the low because he prioritized your friendship with him as well as accomplishing his goal more

> after accomplishing his goal, james went into hiding. he had you go into hiding with him because he didn't want to leave you behind. if james lee disappeared, then people would naturally try to find the person who always fought alongside him for answers. so, to keep you close by, you were turned into the manager of james who became dg, a pop idol

> over the years, james naturally matured and looks back at his old days with embarrassment. not only because of his attitude, but because of how he treated you. and... well, he mostly treats you the same, just with more cool-ness now lol

> eventually asks you out after much careful planning and consideration~ things honestly don't change much, it's just james being more openly shameless about flirting with you. plus he gets to kiss you and it won't be weird anymore ^_^

> charles isn't super supportive of the relationship because of the risks that come with it ("manager dating idol" scandals, specifically) but he trusts the two of you enough to be careful about it

> you two don't really care about that old man's opinion. anyways nowadays you both basically just do your jobs, hang out, and clean up "trouble" if needed. things have calmed over the years, after all, but those 2nd generation kids sure are causing a fuss 👁️

> "so... want to make a bet? i wasn't sure at first, but i think that daniel kid might actually do something to the 4 crews."

[deliciousdefendorinternet]

what are some episode ideas your hoping to see in the next tv show? assuming we do get one.

a few of mine would be.

an episode where JD and Bruce are shown still Butting heads with each other loads in present day annoying the other Bros a lot. and maybe during a Hike out in the woods or something something happens which results in JD and Bruce getting cut off from the others and being lost. leaving them stuck together in the middle of nowhere bickering over the right ways to do things with JD using all his survival skills he picked up but Bruce at first stubbornly refusing to go along with what he says given he doesn't want to admit that following JDs lead might for once be the most logical thing to do in a situation. anyway the episode could lead to them opening up to each other a bit more about their lives after the breakup. Bruce could tell JD about the effect he had on his self confidence and how difficult it actually was for him to learn to relax and not stress over every little thing he did after having him micro manage him for years. and JD could tell him more about his time he spent away from society in the 20+ years basically having no one but Rhonda for company maybe in part because he was too afraid of getting close with people and then ruining things with them like he did with their family. it'd just be good to have a little episode focused on their Rocky dynamic imo.

an episode where Branch is ill and his Brothers try to take care of him. a few other people have had this idea and someone even did a cute fanfic involving Both Kismet and Bro zone fighting over the best way to take care of Branch. but yeah I think the idea simply involving Bro zone coming around one day to find Branch so ill he hasn't left his Bunker and while he acts like its no big deal his Brothers insist on staying with him to look after him. somewhat confusing Branch but he agrees to it since he's too tired to argue with them and over the course of the episode they all lightly bicker and disagree on the right way to take care of him. while also annoying Branch with how much they mess around in his Bunker maybe not putting things back in their right places. I like to imagine this all culminates in Branch getting annoyed with them all and questioning them on what their even doing there and why they're all being so weird. kinda surprising the Brothers as they say looking after someone in the family when their sick is just normal to them. and I like the sad angsty idea of Branch not realising this and being confused by his Brothers behaviour throughout the episode since he's always just dealt with this stuff on his own in the past. kinda making his Brothers a little somber when they Realise this like they knew he'd always been independent but not to this extreme extent that he literally didn't have help even when he needed it.

this isn't really so much an entire episode idea as it just a single plot point I could imagine happening early on. that being at the start of the show Bruce is obviously only just staying in Pop Village for a short night or Two given he has to get back to Vacay. but as a plot point and an easy way to keep all the Brothers in one place for the first season I'd have something happen towards the end of the episode that makes Bruce change his mind and decide to stay in pop village a bit longer after talking it through with Brandi and making sure she'd be fine to cover while he's away. maybe something happens that makes him see things are still pretty complicated between all the brothers and he decides he should stick around a little longer until their in a more stable place.

an episode where same as the popular fan idea Floyd is shown to be claustrophobic and panics after coming out of a small space still having issues from his captivity tho he tries to hide it from other people. but it could be a nice chance for Branch to recognise what's going on with his Brother and try to talk to him about it. tho maybe after some poking and prodding Floyd ends up saying something along the lines of him suddenly having flashbacks or something. feeling like he's right back in that moment feeling helpless and like there's nothing he can do in the face of these towering giants tho Floyd thinks Branch might not understand. and this could be when he tells him exactly how their Grandma died and how helpless he felt witnessing the whole thing as a kid and how he still sometimes is reminded of that day just by ordinary everyday little things. it'd be a kinda cute bonding moment I think.

I've said before I can easily imagine an episode just focusing on Bruce and Branch as well given their vastly opposing personalities. since Bruce tries to be laid back and carefree and of course Branch is so high strung and particular especially tv show Branch. plus Bruce is probably the most Traditionally "" Normal "" out of the Brothers so I could imagine him having problems with crazier Tv Show Branch. like imagine him going over to Vacay to spend more time with Bruce and his kids only for Bruce to be weirded out to see Branch playing a game with the kids involving them having to run around lots tiring themselves out. all so Branch can at the end collect their sweat in his Jars to restock his supply in his Bunker. and when Bruce questions him on what the hell he's doing he says that his kids larger size means their sweat fills up his stocks much much quicker and easier. making it more efficient to use their sweat than his own 😂😂😂😂 and tv show Branch just continues to do stuff like this unnerving and annoying Bruce more and more to the point he eventually asks him to leave using the excuse that he's making their customers uncomfortable. and I like to think later on when talking to Brandi she'd kinda chew him out a little over it pointing out they were seen as weird at first simply for being together. I'm not really sure exactly how this episode would end but I like to think Bruce would see that he kinda just wanted Branch to fit a certain more normal idea he had of his brother. making him realise he's somewhat acting like JD used to. anyway those were a few general ideas I had for episodes I'd like to see if we do get a third show what about you what sorta episode stories would you like to see?

[howlingday]

Hey Howling, thanks for the advice before! I know asking questions isn't how most people expect advice, but it does work since it forces us to sit down and think a little bigger.

So thanks for that.

I guess that brings another question/advice/opinion I've been meaning to ask you.

When it comes to creating content to share, whether fanfic or original, what motivates you?

Cuz' the more serious I tend to get about an idea, the more I freak out about how much of my own personal time I inevitably start devoting to it.

Which is great in one sense... cuz I get lost into my wondrous world of writing headspace...

... and short little drabbles, and silly prompts are great fun! I really do enjoy them!

But when it comes to fanfics, swimming super deep in the depths of my untethered imagination honestly scares me...

Because who knows if all my effort will be shrugged at and forgotten by the fans or other creators, when I could have been doing something original...?

Or if... when I finally do stick my head up out of the depths of any fandom...

...I'll find that back in the real world, above the surface, the tide of my life will have changed, and I'll realize how much the shore has shifted and moved on...

... alongside my loved ones who will have made new memories without me, every time I insisted on spending just a little more time diving deep, as they never had the urge to go exploring with me...

... all because I was so focused diving into the fandom of someone else's waters.

Sorry, if it got a little heavy, (and I get it if this doesn't get posted), but as someone who gets lost spending months at a time thinking up of new ideas, I wanted your insight on what makes fanfic writing worth it.

Small prompts are fun and a great way to use time, but lengthy-novels and time-consuming art?

What do you think?

Oof... Really aimed right at a very tender and sensitive weak point of mine, to be honest.

But first of all, I'm glad my advice helped you out with your thought process for building your world.

Now, I'mma be really real with you about the whole "time" thing. One of, if not the most absolute worst thought I could ever think of is "how much of my time was this really worth?" Because one thing I find myself often being during my "slumps" is a nihilist. I'll be in my groove, popping out funny ideas and neat little plot points when BAM! I ask myself "What is this all amounting to? Is this something that's going to matter in ten years? Or five years? Next year? What am I going to do in the real world?"

THIS IS THE POTENTIALLY WORST MINDSET YOU COULD POSSIBLY EXPERIENCE.

What helps me out of it is to, well, keep doing it. Get my idea out there and see how much people love it. Keep going at it, build yourself and your style, and learn from your prior mistakes and the mistakes of others.

As for the OTHER aspects in my life, it boils down to numerous factors, because on top of the multiple dozen drafts of asks I have saved for later, I also have my job, my stack of video games to beat and or give up on, my 3000+ YouTube Watch Later list, my MMA classes, and whatever I've got planned with my friends. I remember in college, there was a critical thinking class that said,

"YOU DON'T MAKE TIME, YOU BORROW IT FROM SOMETHING ELSE."

I see the small prompts, incorrect quotes, and spitposts as just fun little writing exercises to just get out there. Definitely play around with them if and when you can.

I hope the advice I gave helps and didn't just sound like me whining. Honestly, the best way to get good at all aspects of writing, including planning, dreaming, and actually writing is to keep doing it. And kinda let it all blend together in your life. If I see or hear something funny or inspiring or just plain awesome, I'll pop it into an incorrect quote and send it out! People love it? Great! No? Oh, well...

But always, always, always...

KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK!

[harleyshahas]

16, 7, 30!

(Is ecto :>)

7. What story/headcanons do you feel the proudest of?

If I had to pick, the story I'm most proud of - even though it's certainly not my most popular by and means, and it desperately needs to be rewritten and edited - has to be Futuristic Lovers. It's basically a love letter to Treasure Planet and Anastasia, two of my absolute favorite movies when I was wee, and it took me almost 8 years to write. I honestly wouldn't recommend it to anyone because the first ten chapters are baaaaad, but I'm proud of it nonetheless if only because it's a monument to me that, hey, I can finish a project given enough time and the proper enrichment lol

16. What fanfic tropes do you avoid writing for?

What fanfic tropes won't I write? I don't really know here, I'm kinda blanking on this right now... I've been writing fic a long time, reading it even longer, so I know what I like to read and what I'll avoid, and I that kinda goes for writing, I guess. I can say for certain what genres I like and don't like, which very much includes tragedy. Don't like tragic and unhappy endings. I'm all for whump and angst trains, as long as the payoff is cathartic, but for me, I like a happy ending at the end of a bad day. Tend to avoid major character death, so I don't know that I'll ever write that unless it's already canon.

Over-Flanderizing a character is also extremely aggravating, as well as the incorporation of therapy speak in fics. Also hate when there's an overabundance of "consent is kinky" in any given fic. It's one thing if it's just a shameless pwp, it's another if it's a moment that takes me out of the fic. I like to keep my characters as in-character as possible, and that tends comes with a lot of Not Asking for Permission.

30. Do you write down all your ideas? What makes you decide to write one versus the other?

When I was still a tween, I used to write down any and every idea that popped into my head - had a dedicated ideas notebook and everything. Between then and now, after 14+ years, I've since lost that habit, but I've been trying to pick it back up. I try to at least jot down a general prompt idea in a dedicated notes folder on my phone now to at least revisit at a later date. If I have a scene haunting my every moment for more than a few hours, that tends to get scribbled down real quick, too, especially if it's for a wip I'm trying to work on.

Honestly, whatever winds up actually being written is what I happen to be vibing with at the time. Right now, I desperately want to write Blackice Hades/Persephone AU because I just saw some gorgeous fanart and Sefikura molestation in the back alleys of Wall Market cuz I've been playing FF7 Remake, because if I have one very specific kink, then it's boy's in skirts and being extremely uncomfortable about it (I'm not at all projecting, I swear).

[lunanoc]

Shipper tag game

tagged by @sunriseverse (thank you for tagging! <3)

What ship were you completely obsessed with when you were a teenager, but now you don't care about anymore?

uhh probably sakura/syaoran from cardcaptor sakura? very original i know i continue to be Very Basic. to be fair i was 13 and i’d just discovered what fanfic was so there’s that. now it’s more of a nostalgia thing? they’re cute but yeah not much else

Which ship would you consider your first one?

probably sakura/syaoran or link/zelda from the legend of zelda, again very basic but technically i discovered fandom through zelda forums so

Your first fanfic was about which couple?

still sakura/syaoran, and yes it was terrible because i was still like 13

Do you remember the first couple you saw fanart of?

i honestly have no idea but i’m going to assume it was probably link/zelda just because of the forums (i keep repeating the same two ships over and over rip)

Have you ever gotten into ship discourse?

no. not in a public setting anyway. i tend to keep to the ships i like and steer clear of the ones i don’t, and if for some reason i come across one i don’t like enough times that it starts to annoy me i’ll bitch about it in private because i’m a big believer that occasional bitching with your friend group is healthy, or at the very least while not tagging it/censoring it so it’s not going to end up somewhere the people who do ship it can see it

Did you use to have any NOTP or have one currently?

i don’t think i ever had genuine notps before dmbj really, at most 99% of the time it’s not really what i’d qualify as a notp, more just ships i don’t really care for? but i don’t have any strong feelings about them either way. dmbj fandom is particular for me in the sense certain spaces and people have pushed certain ships onto me enough directly or indirectly i just immediately get annoyed whenever those ships pop up so i avoid them like the plague now. i’m not going to say what they are (even if if you know me you probably have an idea) but they do exist

Who were the couple in the last fanfic you read?

pingxie from dmbj the brainrot is very real 😂 though for lack of food i mostly read chinese language fics these days (reminds me i should also make myself some more food one of these days too)

Currently, do you have any OTPs?

absolutely no one is shocked it is once again pingxie my beloveds who’ve had me in a chokehold for the past two years now atp i am literally here forever help

Is there any couple that, to this day, you are extremely mad about not getting together?

uhhh you know what i was going to say not really but actually. and it’s weird i have such strong feelings about this since i never hardcore shipped them anyway but ichigo/rukia from bleach i just refuse to perceive that is not the endgame

Is there any ship you used to dislike but now you think they are kind of interesting?

not really? if anything the closest i can think of is zhongchi/tartali from genshin that i initially didn’t really understand the appeal of but i got curious and ended up liking it. i’ve drifted away from it now because i don’t really enjoy the genshin fandom in general, and i don’t agree with a lot of the takes on them but that happened i guess

Do you have any ship that, in the past, would've been considered normal but now you would be cancelled over?

honestly i can’t really think of anything besides hopelight from ffxiii? and i guess kaeluc from genshin but i also don’t super actively ship those it’s more of a casual thing. oh wait i thought of this coming back but i kinda vaguely like ardyn/noctis from ffxv also casually but that is definitely cancellable over material oops

What is your favorite crack ship?

i don’t do crack ships really because i’m Very Basic and have zero imagination so i need substance to connect dots 😂

What is the couple you read the most fanfics about?

i can’t tell if this is past or present tense so i’ll just answer both. if it’s purely the amount over time it’s probably a toss up between destiel from spn and soukoku from bsd. if it’s currently what do i read about it’s pingxie

What do most of your ships usually have in common?

this is such a loaded question, weirdly a lot of them start off with differing degrees of antagonistic or challenging/playful relationship going on (on the surface anyway) and it progresses from there, and the care is both intense but not so easily expressed. there are clearly exceptions to this exhibit a: pingxie but those tend to pop up more for some reason. this is not discourse by any means but for example it’s why i preferred klance over sheith and that’s all i’ll say about voltron because that’s a can of worms i refuse to open ever again. what i’m saying is sometimes i wonder why i’m not a heihua person because on paper that’s what i should be and yet here i am with the old married couple 500k slowburn of a ship instead 😂

What you absolutely hate in a ship?

i wasn’t sure about what to put here but @sunriseverse is right, anything that fundamentally changes either of the characters for the sake of the ship or a trope. fanfic by nature is ooc to a degree anyway, but there’s a difference for me between when people make the effort to understand the characters and how they work/would work together, and when they either reduce them to two-dimensional cardboard cutouts for the sake of smashing them together, or make them out to be something they’re not. even more so when it then becomes the Universally Accepted Fanon Characterization

tagging @shaish, @tatchling, @tiesanjiaoshenanigans, @kelly42fox, @thatlittlemouse and uhhh honestly anyone else who wants to do it

[a-small-batch-of-dragons]

Please, do you have any tips for getting the motivation to write? Not like, getting inspiration or figuring out how to write. I have so many ideas I have for both personal ideas and fanfics, but when I sit down to write, I get about one paragraph in, many two, then I just lose the motivation to keep on typing and figuring out how to structure my words. It's so frustrating and makes me wanna cry. Do you have anything you do to help you just sit down and write/type? It would be really appreciated! I don't want to be just called "lazy" anymore.

First off i'm so sorry that it took me so long to answer life kinda came up and grabbed me, also i can and will fight everyone who is calling you lazy because that's not okay, make them turn on their locations i just wanna talk

everything else under the cut bc this got long

Second! I think for me the biggest thing to just get me started is a first draft doesn't have to be perfect, it just has to exist. I just gotta spill words onto a page and then I can go back and like actually no i want this to read like this and this to read like this. Also why I'm an advocate for drafting in comic sans 'cause ain't nothing gonna look polished and finished in that font which means you can fuck up as much as you want just to get it down.

Third, and I don't know if this will work for everyone, I don't always write in prose the entire time--that is, sentences, punctuation, all that. One thing that I'm a big fan of doing is bullet fics where I'll just bullet point what I want to happy and not pay attention to tone consistency or any of that. Then I can break down parts that are being really loud in my head and do them with proper everything like how I'd write them out for a fic or a chapter but I can keep the momentum going of 'and then this shit happens 'cause they're both idiots' and just get everything out. I've had a lot of projects where they're about 20% actual written prose and 80% 'so this and then this and then this is what they're thinking' in bullet form. You can always go back and edit it later, just get it down and out of your head. I find sometimes re-reading the bullets can bring the daydream/story idea back to the forefront of my brain and then it's easier to keep writing as opposed to leaving it all up there where it's liable to disappear completely.

Kind of jumping off from that, there's a phrase someone told me once about not letting your pen rest on the page because you'll just get a big well of ink. Keep it moving and you'll figure it out. If i'm struggling to figure out how to phrase something or write something, I'll write the clunkiest version of it [or just put what happens in square brackets like this] and move on to come back to later. i find if i fixate too hard on the hump of what's giving me trouble in that moment i'll lose the rest of the story.

Then there are a few things that are more, like, personal ambiance things? I'll find a song or a soundscape to listen to that makes my brain vibrate at the right frequency to immerse myself in the tone of whatever I want to write and listen to it on repeat even if i'm not actively writing. For some longer pieces i'll take pacing breaks where i literally just get up and walk around listening to whatever it is while i make my brain spin about it without the pressure of putting it to words. If a few specific quotes or passages pop into my brain i might take the time to scribble them down but it's mostly about making sure i'm immersed enough in the world i'm trying to write so i don't have to concentrate so hard on making sure the technical parts of my writing matches with what's in my head.

I suppose something I will ask (and honestly maybe should have asked earlier) is what parts of writing make it feel 'complete' to you and where do you find it the hardest to pick up once you've left it for a bit? If it's the pressure to get everything down just so you can point to it and say 'see here's what's happening, here are the arcs, here's where the story goes,' then the bullet technique might be more helpful. If it's the art of figuring out how you want to phrase things and how you want your words to go, I'd suggest trying the square brackets technique so you can focus on the parts that feel really strong or that you really want to sink your teeth into without interrupting the flow of the words. It's totally okay to write things out of order (i still have to convince my brain of this sometimes too) and removing some of the pressure to make everything perfect (or even prose) first time around when you just need to write can be super helpful

I hope this was helpful and kind of what you wanted!!!!! If there are any other questions you have--or if you want more of these sorts of suggestions if they weren't very helpful--please lemme know