#a fucking oneshot yall

[brute1234]

we doing our final art project on a one-shot about a fucking snail mail delivery service what have I become

[cordeliawhohung]

some of you guys really need to learn to appreciate the fics you've been given. im so tired of seeing comments saying "is there a version where this happens?" "man i was really hoping for this" "another chapter were this happens?"

if you read a story and you can't even bother to comment on the effort and work the author already put in, but you comment suggesting something else just because you wanted it to go a different way? you're doing it wrong. i see this so, so often and im tired of being nice about it.

appreciate the authors who work for FREE on here. they're not writing machines. you're lucky they even shared their works at all.

[attachmentbarbiee]

i know we talk a lot about how dan and blair could have gotten together in s2 since they had a lot of tension and i agree, BUT i think this goes for s3 as well. like imagine them at nyu becoming friends-friends with benefits-lovers. like she asked him out to a party and he said yes. do you guys see the vision or am i just insane

[st4r-bby]

STOP TAGGING YOUR ETHAN LANDRY FICS WITH MILES X READER HE UGLY AF

WHAT ARE YOU TALKING AB >>?????/?? BRO IF I DO THAT ITS AN ACCIDENT IM SO SORRY WTF

[burguesinha24]

An Unlikely Alliance: Part 4

(idrk if this is going to be a good chapter, but i'm trying guys 😭)

(uses my oc Victoria and @virydia's oc Estelle)

warnings: cursing

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There are two types of bitches in this world. There's the whiny, stupid, annoying bitch that everyone hates, and there's the badass, girlboss, mansplain bitch that everyone loves. Vox was going to make sure he was the girlbossing kind.

He was not a whiny bitch.

He was not a whiny bitch.

He was not a-

"Vox! Get out of the fucking bathroom! Val's going crazy again!" Velvette's loud, agrivated voice interrupted Vox's thoughts. She banged on the door to mark each word, and Vox sighed heavily, leaning against the wall.

"Deal with it yourself. I'm not his fucking babysitter. I've got other places to be." He growled, glancing at the locked door before looking back at the mirror. Alastor had filled him in on the plan to get Victoria and Estelle to seperate, and he had clear instructions on what to do in order for the plan to work. Vox frowned at his reflection, running a hand down his screen.

He hated every part of this.

He hated actually taking what the damn deer demon said into consideration.

But he also hated the idea of spending one more damn second with him.

This was for Victoria's good, right? Any contact with anyone even associated with the Radio Demon was going to be bad for her. He was doing this for her. Right. Totally.

"I'm a fucking jackass, aren't I?" He deadpanned.

"Yes you fucking are! Now hurry up before Val kills our entire staff." Vox rolled his eyes.

I'm so tired of this shit.

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Contrary to Vox's bitching and moaning, Alastor was having a blast. It was hard to contain his glee when he was so close to ridding himself of that blasted TV's companionship. Estelle would be hurt for a little bit, but she'd thank him in the end. After all, Alastor was always right.

"Oh, darling!" He sang, stepping into their shared room with a flourish. Estelle looked up from her book (Fifty Shades of Grey, courtesy of Angel Dust.)

"Yes, dear?"

"I think you should do a surprise broadcast tonight." Estelle frowned, blinking owlishly up at him.

"Why?"

"Because I do so love your singing." Estelle giggled, shaking her head and rising from the bed.

"Oh alright. But only for you."

"Only for me." He repeated, biting his lip to stop a barrage of gleeful giggles from leaving his throat.

Estelle walked to her side of Alastor's recording tower, singing into the microphone and smiling over at Alastor as she did so. His eyes darkened as he watched her.

Oh how blissfully unaware you are, my love.

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"VOX!" Vox jumped up from his desk, his eyes widening as Victoria stomped angrily into his office. The fur on her ears and tail was spiked up, and a small emerald green flame hovered in the area just above her horns. Her nails had extended into long, black claws, and her fangs were bared.

Oh? He thought, furrowing his eyebrows as his love panted, her eyes dark and glowing with rage. Has he already enacted phase one? Damn, he's fast.

"Yes, darling?" Victoria clenched her fists tightly, her lower lip trembling as she spoke.

"Estelle just fucking released one of my new songs on her fucking radio show!" Vox's eyes widened, and he tried his best to feign surprise.

"What? You mean one of the songs going on your new album?"

"Yes!" She cried out, covering her face in her hands. "I trusted her with all those recordings because I wanted her to add backing vocals to the songs." Her voice became softer at the end of the sentence, her fur smoothing out and her form going back to normal. She sounded so... sad.

"Oh, I'm sorry baby." Vox cooed, walking around his desk and enveloping her in his arms. She looked up at him through teary eyes, and he swore he felt his heart shatter into a million pieces. He glanced away, tightening his grip on his wife to stop himself from ruining the plan already. (Seriously, this man is an absolute slave to his wife.)

"What am I going to do?" She asked softly, her ears pressed flat against her head. He sighed, his eyes still trained on the ground.

"Maybe talk to her about it? Maybe it's just a misunderstanding." Victoria inhaled deeply, nodding and stepping out of Vox's grasp.

"That's a good idea. Thank you, babe. I don't know what I'd do without you." Vox smiled fondly at Victoria as she reached up and placed a kiss on his cheek before bounding out of the room to call her friend. He stood there for a few moments, contemplating all of his prior decisions. He didn't know if he could handle any more of seeing his wife as sad as she previously was. He inhaled sharply, marching over to his desk and dialing Alastor's number on the abso-fucking-lutely ancient piece of shit Alastor made him buy.

"We have to talk."

[weedgrinderfullofteeth]

The Summer Hikaru Died is so good cause its like the author is just making their own fanfiction for a story they havent even completed yet and yeah. me too man

[possamble]

Girl help me I fell in love with a fanfic from someone fully employed and the chapters are too long betwix

Man me too wtf 🥲

[inkedhorror]

current wips. i hope to god i finish at least one of these aough.... I need to be put down

[swans-chirping-in-the-distance]

Oh guys i started writing a fic btw that I had posted about but I deleted the post so hopefully nobody will find it bcz I want you to experience it with the chapters!! So yk I'll post that soon

[transformers-why]

hi yeah yes this blog is dead buts the only one that still has reader insert content on it and I just gotta say like

What the fuck is up the with exclusivity of reader insert shit these days? If it's about a marginally attractive man all of a sudden its f!reader afab!reader (which should NOT BE INDICATIVE OF PRONOUNS????????? YOURE NAMING THEIR SEX, AND LABELING THE PHYSICAL SEX IF IT HAS EXPLICIT CONTENT LIKE THAT IMPLIES ITS GOING TO BE GENDER NEUTRAL AND THEN ITS NOT AND ITS IMMEDIATELY TRIGGERING FOR A LOT OF TRANS PPL LIKE MYSELF??)

Like it was very very common that reader insert content baseline be gender neutral unless requested otherwise that way everyone who finds the character attractive can enjoy it?? SOOOOO fucking fed up with this smh

Fandom space is supposed to be inclusive and ngl like. when you cater specifically and only to one set of pronouns with this kind of stuff its soo deterring to so many queer people

[oofouchstovehot]

AIGHT SO I KNOW IM NOT THE BEST FOR THIS BUT IVE DECIDED TO PUT MYSELF OUT THERE IF ANYONE WANTS TO REQUEST ANY SORT OF DCA ART WITH A MASC READER I WILL WANT TO DO IT SIMPLY BECAUSE THERE IS SO MUCH FEM AND YALL DESERVE SOME ROBOT TOO, ID BE DRAWING MASC YN ANYWAYS BUT I DONT REALLY HAVE MY OWN STORY TO DRAW ART OF AND I HAVENT REALLY SETTLED ON DRAWING FANART OF OTHER PEEPS STORIES ESP BC MOST (despite having they/them pronouns) HAVE AN OBV FEM READER AND A CONVENTIONALLY MASC APPEARANCE WOULDN'T WORK AND THIS BURNT ASS STOVE CAN'T COME UP WITH SHIT BUT IF YALL WANT TO SEE A SCENE, HMU CAUSE IT WONT BE GREAT BUT DADGUMMIT ILL MAKE IT EXIST

[calowlmitygoddess]

i kinda wish i could find the first ffxiv fic i ever read before i got into the game, but it was like four years ago, during a random dive on the dead dove do not eat tag i wanna see how much worse it hits now that i have proper context

[1moreoffkeyanthem]

At this point the homies at the plasma place are gonna have to tattoo DONOR ADVERSE EVENT on my face bc I’m just minding my business reading my damn K2 fanfiction and then I can’t fuckin see and then I’m passing tf out and these poor busy phlebotomists are sticking ice packs on me and giving me a barf bag and I’m having stupid South Park related thoughts while they’re asking me what I ate today and “what’d you weigh in at when they did your intake” like dude I didn’t look I don’t wanna know. And then WORSE the super cool dude who checked my vitals and complained about traffic with me comes over and is all “yeah she’s barely within the weight range we should probably have her on 1/4 speed” like ok again I didn’t need to know that my bony ass was a Nuisance (sry to the plasma clinic homies I swear I just wanna be a human juice box and read thank you for your time)

During all of this Un Pietanza Per Due by Courtanie was open on my phone, in my lap, I’m fully out here in fanfic mode.

[jargyles]

too shy. here's a playlist instead

[bababaka]

Yall need to interact with fanfiction author's more.

So. After the ddos attack on ao3.

I was encouraged to write more comments and make my love known to fanfic writers.

I dont really like commenting. Because im a bit shy and soooo lazy.

Now though. I am writing more comments. And dude. This is so heartwarming. Ya'll need to treat writers better. They are doing the lord's work.

Take for an example, couple of days prior, i was searching for something interesting to read, and found an oneshot quite compelling.

I read it. At the end of it, i was blown away by how good it was. It promised me something and it went beyond my expectations. But then i saw a crime, zero fucking comments!

At that moment, i wasn't feeling up to writing a comment. Because, normally i like to write huge paragraphs. But because im lazy i decided to be brief.

Next day, the author answered that the comment lift their mood for the whole day.

That warmed my heart.

Duuuuuuuude! Write comments! Suport the writers of the fics you like! No need to be something super elaborate. Just give your thoughts. Freak out. Ramble. Ask something. Make theories. Compliment. Make a joke about how you wished to give kudos every chapter but ao3 sucks(not true bby) and won't let you.

Truly. Just. Comment. It can make someone's day. And that is part of the apeal of writing fics. Interacting with people.

Just give love to fanfic writers yall. They deserve this and so much more.

[fluffybuns22]

Sanemi Shinazugawa x Reader NSFW 18+ MDNI

TLDR: F!reader wakes up to Sanemi having a wet dream about her, cuddle fucking ensues.

TW: Wet dream related stuff, Sanemi sleep talks sometimes, cum eating? Unprotected sex. Idk what else to tag if I missed stuff holler @ me.

I'm rusty af and this oneshot fought me every step of the way so hope yall like it.

Sighing softly you squint against the light peaking through the window slats. 'Its much too early to be awake' you think to yourself, still keeping your eyes closed you shimmy further into your husbands embrace, only to be greeted to a low groan, his embrace around your hips tightening.

"Nemi?" You call gently, your hands sliding down to meet his thick fingers, lacing yours overtop of his in an effort to wake him up. No response, you attempt to shift yourself to face him in your conjoined embrace only to be pulled fully back against his chest and groin. His length heavy and hard, pressing against the curve of your ass has you coming to from your sleepy stupor, heat flooding your body.

"Nemi, love you wanna wake up for me?" You goad again, louder than the last attempt at waking him up. This seems to warrant a smaller response from the man, his hand sliding from your hip to brace in the valley between your abdomen and chest. His breathing hitching, before he mutters against your shoulder, "Y/N" a slow shaky sigh escaping him.

"Sanemi, hey come on wake up." You prompt again, your voice louder and firmer.

Grabbing the hand between your breast's you guide it to your mouth. As you're pressing kisses to the scarred knuckles and rubbing soothing circles into them, you start to see the way his digits wake up.

His hand finds its way around yours and engulfs it fully before you feel his face press against your back, a frustrated groan emitted against your spine you laugh.

"We're you having a good dream, Sanemi?" You tease, reaching a hand back to run your fingers through the wind hashiras silver locks. A low approving grumble escapes him, his head pressing against your fingers he nods.

"Will my husband use his words? The world may never know" You tease, his free hand sliding to press against the top of your thigh.

"I was" you hear from behind you, albeit a bit muffled. His voice, deeper and more lethargic sounding due to just being woken up.

"Care to share?" You inquire, already having a good idea what he was dreaming of based on the way his hips still press against your ass. His hips slowly grinding against your clothed heat, you hold back a whine of your own, pressing back against his clothed cock.

With a huffed laugh he leans further against you, his lips meeting your neck before pressing a feather light kisses and releasing a content groan. "If you didn't wake me up I would've been on my way to giving you a third orgasm in my dream."

You tense against him, a soft oh slipping from your lips as his hand that was cupping yours moves to press against your breast, flattening before rolling a nipple between his fingers, an electric jolt runs through you as your thighs clamp together loosely in an attempt to relieve your growing arousal.

"Fuck, you were just like that Y/N-" he groans before continuing on with his dream, the hand on your thigh inching closer to where you wanted it most. "Let me paint a better picture for you, baby. I had that pretty little cunt of yours against my mouth while your thighs threatened to give out against me. But you know, it's a lil' bit funny dream you is also nervous to press her full weight against me but I promise you I can handle it. Fuck I think I can still taste you, Y/N. Will you let me make you cum again? Please?" He whines, his hand dipping into your underwear, his fingers twitching in anticipation for your approval.

Your thighs start to clamp over his hand as his palm gently presses them back open before resuming it's position over your aching heat, not yet touching you.

"Nemi, please" You whimper - already feeling how wet you getting for him.

"Whats my pretty girl want? I need to hear you say it." He goads, grazing his fingers down the valley between your hip and thigh. Brushing his thumb closer to where you needed him most.

"I want you to make me cum Sanemi, please-" before you could finish your begging for him the wind Hashira was on the move. Pressing a thick digit between your wet slit and pulling it to the top to rub soothing circles against your clit. A low hum of approval comes from him as he loops a leg around yours to lock your legs wide open for him to work. Smirking at the feeling of you tensing up and whining against him and his hold.

"Shit, already so wet for me baby? Good,

I don't think I can keep my patience for long so I'll just have to settle for this for now." He announces before dipping two fingers into your soaked core, hooking them just enough to elicit a moan from you as he ground the palm of his hand against your clit. Enjoying the way you squirmed in his lap and his hold, he plunges his fingers deeper.

Your hips grinding back against his hand as he feels the way your slick heat pulls his fingers in as he forces himself to pull away without a word. Your whine of disappointment cut short when you angle your head back to see what he's doing and right as he locks eyes with you he's pushing his fingers into his awaiting mouth. A low moan coming from him you feel his cock twitch against your ass.

"Fuck you taste good, just as I remembered. Do you want a taste pretty girl?" He inquires, still licking his fingers clean as his free hand slides its way up your neck and makes it's way to your jaw. With a whimper you nod your consent, he beams at you before guiding your mouth to his as he meets yours with a groan, sliding his tongue against your lips and asking for entrance you give it to him easily.

You moan into the kiss as his tongue caresses yours as he deepens the kiss, huffing as he feels you squirm in his lap. His hand reaches down to tug at your clothing, eager to get you bare for him before he pulls back panting against your mouth.

"Gonna fuck you full, do you want that?" He huffs, his lips meeting your cheek waiting for an answer. Nodding eagerly he laughs lowly before pressing a kiss to your neck muttering, "I'm gonna spread that pretty cunt of yours wide open on my cock"

As he's helping you kick off your bottoms, he hisses sharply as he feels your hands palm over his length squeezing firmly and pressing against the tip of his leaking cock before you move to shove his underwear down.

A groan coming from him as soon as his cocks free, his hand snakes down between your thighs once more as he presses your clit between two fingers and applying pressue. He's biting back a moan as his bare cocks now pressing against your soaked cunt as he grinds slowly, the way his tip is grazing across your clit has you whining, thighs attempting to press together but failing as his thighs still have you anchored open and against him.

"Nemi, please"

Leaning his head against your shoulder you hear the gravelly timber of his voice as he makes a final request - his self control slipping as he's already rocking the tip against your entrance. Precum gathering in your combined slick.

"Tell me what you need baby, let me hear you."

He's teasing you again, trying to lead on as if he doesn't need this as much as you do but the way he moves shows he's just as desperate. You feel the way his muscles are taut against you, the slight quivers and shakes he gives off with each stroke of his length against you. The way his chest heaves everytime his fingers dip into your aching cunt just to circle his fingers against your clit again, eager to give you pleasure. He needs you just as much as you need him, and not wanting to live with the ache of not having him inside you any longer, you give him what he wants.

"Need you inside Nemi, can't wait anymore please-" with a sharp intake turned moan you're cut off midsentence, feeling the way Sanemi's hands move quickly to adjust himself and then feeling the deep stretch as he takes you from behind. His cock was always a challenge for you to take even with preparation as he was thick and heavy inside you as he bottomed out.

A shaky breath emitting from him against your shoulder as he speaks once he's gathered himself, "I fucking missed this baby, you're always so wet for me. So soaked, so good to me, did she miss me this bad from the last time?" He taunts, emphasizing how wet you were by shallowly thrusting against you earning himself another whimper as you tighten against his cock.

Listening to the way your voice lilts and the way your body sings for him, slick covering his cock further with every shallow but hard thrust he gave he continues.

"Gonna make you feel good, I promise. Fuck you like it when I talk don't you." He gasps, angling your hips to press further against the mattress as he gets on top remaining inside of you, deepening his strokes as he fucks into you harder. The sounds of your hips smacking into one another ringing loud and clear amongst the combined noises of your ecstacy.

Pulling your hips up slightly he angles them to press in as deep as he can go, soaking his cock further, slick gathering on his balls as he presses his chest against your back. Griting his teeth against your shoulder and hissing, he lets himself get lost in the feeling of your sweet cunt sucking him in again and again. Reaching between the mattress and you he works your clit again. Matching the movements with his thrusts and hearing the way you keened for him along the way your pretty cunt gripped him he knew you were close and he wasn't far behind.

"Does it feel good baby? Gonna make a mess on me?" He pants, his thrusts getting sloppier as you teeter on the edge.

Moaning as you press your face against his pillow and taking in his scent you press your hips against his as you finally fall over that edge, coming on his cock with a muffled moan, legs shaking and attempting to collapse under his weight as he lets out a strangled laugh, "there's my good girl, such a good girl. Gonna take my cum for me yeah? Of course you will, you always do." He bites out as his balls tighten as he bottoms out cumming inside you. Liquid heat filling you as he grinds slowly into you, some of it escaping between your thighs. You reach out, to run a soothing hand against his forearm, letting his orgasm run its course as he curses above you. His body weight dropping against you further but not uncomfortably so, his breathing slowly returns to normal as his cock softens inside you.

Sanemi places feather light kisses to your shoulder blades and cheek before pressing the side of his head against the back of yours.

"Love you, Y/N" He mumbles out sleepily.

Begrudgingly he pulls himself up onto his arms. Before pulling out of you entirely and flopping onto his back as he guides you onto his chest. Wanting to feel the full weight of you against him as he runs his fingers down your back comfortingly. Lulling you both back into another nap for the evening. So long as you are in your husbands arms you're fully content.

"I love you too Nemi"