#also it'd only be completed stuff and i haven't written fics in a while so a lot of them would be kind of old

[radioromantic-moved]

i should make a masterpost of all my fics and just have docs links to the ones i haven't posted on here. the one con of this would be people would be able to see just How Much‏‏‎ ‎folie a deux‏‏‎ ‎shit i've written which would be straight up Horrendously embarrassing but LISTEN TO ME‏‏‎ ‎STELLAR‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎FIRMA‏‏‎ ‎IS A SPECIAL INTEREST OKAY...IT'S NOT ALL ABOUT HIM IT'S ABOUT WORLDBUILDING AND EXPANDING ON A SELF INSERT SO THEY FEEL FLESHED OUT. OKAY. OKAY. NOT EVERYTHING IS ABOUT HIM.

[rosamariawrites]

Could you make a story not related to your current fix but still about johnny from the tcm game? like just one part purely like smut and stuff?

Johnny Slaughter x f! reader oneshot

hi! im just recently coming back to tumblr and im really happy to see a request. I don't know if this user is still on tumblr cause i haven't logged in for a very long time, but I will deliver/ continue working on my current fic.

contains: oral sex (!m receiving) pet names (little bunny) degrading, slapping. reader is kind of a whore but also isn't (lmao)

this is just gonna be like a drabble/ pretty short so im sorry about that! i also apologize heavily, i haven't written smut in a long time so im starting off easy.

MATURE (obviously)

anyways nsfw below the cut

I reach over to my drivers side door, opening it and stepping out of my truck, beads of sweat rolling into my tank top due to the texas heat.

I should've stopped for gas a while back but I couldn't find any gas stations nearby, so I decided to keep driving until I found one, and here I am.

"Last Chance gas station and barbeque huh?" I read out the sign, then my attention is turned to one of the doors as someone comes through.

A man who looked to be around my age emerges from the door.

He had black, slick back hair, yellow gloves, gorgeous dark brown almond shaped eyes, a black shirt with the sleeves cut off, jeans and some work boots.

I stared at him for a moment, taking note of the pieces of hair sticking to his forehead from the heat.

"Hey there!" he says, a smile on his face, "Sorry if ya came lookin' for gas, we're almost completely out." pity in his expression. He looks me up and down eyes stopping at my breasts, then quickly pulling his attention back to my eyes.

"Well hi, it's nice to meet ya. But.. sir are you sure you don't have any gas? Like, at all?" I question, "I mean how could a gas station have no gas."

He chuckles at my remark and moves closer to me, "I know, we do have some, but it'd cost ya, my family wants ta' hold on to it."

I nod and he leans on the hood of my car, facing me. "I'll seriously do anything, I need that gas." I tell him, and he expresses some concern.

"Anything?" he furrows his brows, "I mean I would just hate for a pretty lady like you ta' be stuck here." he says, my eyes naturally wander to his jeans, a visible tent on his crotch.

"What's your name, pretty girl?" he asks, his voice lower than before, "Y/n, and you?"

"My name's Johnny." he tells me, "Well.. Johnny. Yes, I'll really do anything." I gesture to the ever growing tent in his pants.

His eyebrows raise and within an instant, he cups my cheeks in his hands, roughly bringing his lips to mine. I let out a quiet moan into the kiss, which only makes Johnny kiss me with a hungrier passion.

His hands move to my hips and he flips us, my back now against the hood of my car. He removes his lips from mine and takes a breath, staring at me, only inches away from my face.

His eyes wander all around my face, landing on my e/c eyes. I kiss him once more, slowly placing kissed onto his jawline, then down to his neck.

He throws his head back, groaning as I place gentle kisses on to his neck while I palm him through his jeans, easily able to tell how uncomfortably hard he is.

I kneel in front of him, just tall enough to be right in front of his erection. I unbuckle his pants and with Johnny's help, pull them down, leaving him in his boxers.

He stares at me hungrily, eyes narrowed, watching as I run my pointer finger down his clothed cock, bringing my finger up and down, going up one last time, reaching the hem of his boxers, pulling them down slowly, revealing his large, throbbing dick.

He throws his head back again as I press my lips to his tip, gently sucking on him.

He groans as I bring my mouth lower on to him, gradually taking it into my mouth, holding on to his thighs. But Johnny had other plans.

He takes a handful of my hair and shoves me all the way down on his cock, "Awh fuck.." he groans as I choke on him. He leads my head up and down his cock roughly, and his groans go straight to my core.

He releases a string of deep moans as he lets go of my hair, putting his hands on both sides of my head, he beings to pickup a brutal pace, facefucking me.

I hold on to his thighs like my life depended on it, saliva and pre cum dribbling all down my chin and onto my tits.

"Fuck, you're such a whore huh? Just a little slut." He says, picking up his pace again, I struggle to breathe, gurgling and gagging on him and I claw at his legs, and he takes his cock out of my mouth.

I take the opportunity to breathe, but not long before Johnny shoves himself back into my mouth. "Shit, little bunny. I'm so close baby." he groans, caressing the back of my head.

Tears drip from my eyes as he shoves himself impossibly further into my throat, cock pulsing as he cums down my throat, moaning and groaning, shoving himself in and out of my mouth a few more times before pulling out completely.

He tucks himself back into his boxers as he starts to pull his jeans back up.

I begin to get up, my legs completely asleep and aching from the gravel. He buckles his jeans and looks at me up and down, still catching my breath.

He leans in and places a kiss on my forehead and makes his way towards the inside of the gas station.

Moments later he returns with a can of gas for my truck. He shoots me a smile before making his way to the side of my truck, opening up the gas slot and pouring it in for me.

I wipe the saliva and cum from my chin and chest as Johnny walks over to me, placing a gentle kiss on my lips, "Maybe I'll get to see you again. Even just as a friend, or a stranger." he says.

"I'll be back, and when I am, you'd better return the favor." I say, and we both begin to laugh.

We both start towards my drivers side door and he opens it for me. He shuts it once I get inside, "Bye bye little bunny." he says with a smile as I drive away.

[groenendaelfic]

Regarding the Fate of As Long as We Have Each Other

Dear Anons,

First let me say that I absolutely love your wonderful messages and compliments. They give me life and I treasure them and few things cheer me up more than a nice word or two about my fics and knowing I'm not just typing into the void.

I'll keep trying my best to answer asks if they include questions or bring up interesting points others might be interested in as well (in fact there are quite a few I have been putting off answering because I want to do it properly and that'll probably take an hour or two each, but I haven't forgotten about them!) and you can always message me with other stuff so I don't have to answer publicly (although admittedly it sometimes takes a while for me to reply because irl and anxiety), and I don't want to sound ungrateful, but please,

PLEASE stop sending me melodramatic asks regarding the fate of As Long as We Have Each Other. I get that you are impatient, but they aren't helpful and I got eight of them over the past ten days.

Don't get me wrong, a 'btw I still love that fic, will there be an update anytime soon?' is totally okay and appreciated, those are not the kind of asks I'm talking about.

Now I'm not sure if it's one anon or multiple ones, but my answer hasn't changed so let me copy/paste it from a previous post:

I have decided to finish A Pack of Two first,

Not because I love it more, but because it'll be a MUCH 'shorter' fic than ALaWHEO and I simply cannot keep switching between feral!Wille pov and official boyfriend!Simon pov, especially because both have a very narrow pov and are only aware of like a third of what's going on, and it's driving me bananas.

So yes, As Long as We Have Each Other is going on a short break, but I will definitely get back to it once APoT is done because I'm as enthusiastic about the story as I was on day one, maybe even more so.

ALaWHEO is my favorite fic across all of my fandoms and my baby, but I simply cannot write both it and APoT at the same time. I thought I could or else I wouldn't have started APoT, but I can't and so I had to make a choice.

If it helps, both my notes doc and my outline for ALaWHEO have grown significantly over the past seven weeks and it will definitely end up being over 400k, but only AFTER APoT is done.

Also in all my 23 years of being in fandom (in fact my fandom anniversary will be in 4 days! wtf is time even?) I have only ever given up on posting one fic that made it over 20k and that was because the fandom was an absolutely toxic dumpster fire and not because I lost interest, and even that fic I one day plan to go back to and post in its entirety once the fandom has shrunken considerably and all the 'I might not speak the language or have ever been to the country, but I've read a fan translation with footnotes and a few background posts and so now I totally know the time period and topic you've written your thesis on better than you' people have lost interest. So I promise ALaWHEO will get finished. I'm a completionist. I have all Civ6 steam achievements and believe me that was not fun. The only reason ALaWHEO will not be finished is if I am suddenly for whatever reason unable to write anymore (aka dead or gravely ill).

Anyway. Sorry for the rant. I don't want to call anyone out or seem unappreciative, but my anxiety can only handle so many versions of 'have you completely abandoned ALaWHEO? do you hate it? do you hate me personally for once stating that I didn't like abo fic? I don't know how my poor heart will be able to cope if you give up on ALaWHEO forever and ever but my hope lives on' (no that was not as much of an exaggeration as you might think)

So please stop or I'll disable anon asks, which I'd hate to do because I love hearing everyone's thoughts and comments and also it'd be unfair to everyone else who has been so absolutely lovely, motivating, encouraging and most of all inspiring.

Thank you for coming to my ted talk. (are those still a thing?)