#also shirtless will ftw

[troubleshade]

Taking care of three turtle tots is hard and Aster always needed to have an eye on them so he was quickly there when something happened.

And when Asha cried, he was immediately on her side. Though it was nerve wrecking for him to calm her down. Never an easy task.

He learned over the time that singing was the most efficent way to calm Asha down, even when he's not the best singer.

Fun fact: Indian spotted pond turtle have many yellow spots as hatchlings, that slowly disappear the older they get.

[factorialsotherfandoms]

... maybe messed up my hand writing for the larp again oops. so I guess I jsut get to stew ideas today. I /want/ to do some fitpacza or just pacza, but also happy end au is calling and xcom au wants more doing and ah its kinda a fair bit and all the ideas are so fun...

[amourtoken]

I will be the brave soldier that tackles this concept that others may be too afraid to tackle 🫡

I was gonna do one big post for the whole group but the Noah part took over so I'll split it into individual parts for you. Here's some stepbro Noah for you 💀

Anyway let's get into it I feel like im virtually stalling lol. Apologies if this is insanely long it may or may not be the longest thing I've ever written so forgive me if it's rambley or not that great.

CW: stepcest, mean/annoying ass Noah, oral (M receiving), dacryphilia, choking, spit, belly bulge, raw sex, facials, squirting, fingering, nipple play, mentions of breeding, Dom Noah ftw always, oral fixation, slapping (just in general, face and pussy yk), and if I missed any others pls let me know

*NSFW below the cut, MDNI*

♡ The day Noah moved in to your dad's house was the worst day of your life unbeknownst to you at the time. He seemed tolerable at first but it took zero time for him to become a raging asshole that lived to torment you it seemed. He always blasts music late at night, is constantly yelling while playing video games with those obnoxious ass friends of his that like to come over and somehow act even more unbearable and he has the audacity to walk around YOUR house like he owns the place when he's only been here for a few months. What a cunt.

♡ Noah loves teasing you as well. He's got a couple years on you and is SUBSTANTIALLY larger than you so somewhere in the back of his mind he feels like you're easy to manipulate and manhandle the shit out of cause he's older, bigger, stronger, ect. He likes the way your voice pitches up in a yelp when he walks by and smacks your ass hard enough to bruise, he couldn't resist, not while you had those little shorts on. He also doesn't think twice abt it being "weird" or anything, he really doesn't even see you as a relative at this point, you're both grown and you've known eachother for like 6 months at the most. The fact his mom wanted to bang your dad has no effect on his life aside from the fact he had to up and move to your city.

♡ every time your parents give you two the house alone, it usually goes one of two ways. Either Noah invites those previously mentioned friends over and you get to listen to them practicing new songs in your living room until your head throbs from the volume or Noah invites some random tinder girl over to fuck half to death while you get the pleasure of listening to it through the thin wall that seperates your rooms. You've done everything to muffle the noise, but the incessant rhythmic slamming of his headboard right against the wall is similar to water torture. If you didn't care about privacy (unlike him, he frequently throws your bedroom door open while you're changing or walks in on you fresh out of the shower) you'd storm into his room and tell him to shut the fuck up but unfortunately you're a nicer person than he is so you suffer for a while longer.

♡ you end up confronting him the next night while he's on a game with his friends (again being eye twitching levels of loud and annoying). You had the decency to knock but when he opens the door he's got his hair tied up halfway, shirtless, and shorts sitting so fucking low on his hips you can see the light trail of hair that runs up his lower stomach to his navel. You hate that he's your type because shouldn't that be weird? He's your step brother, that has to be weird right?

"Yknow if you take a picture it'll last longer, right? My eyes are up here."

♡ Noah apparently clocked your staring and he has this stupid smug grin on his face that you hate. Ultimately how can he be upset for you staring at him when his eyes are always glued to your tits or ass whenever he has the chance?? He has no shame. It's not that he's upset at you, but he knows deep down you're fighting something he gave into ages ago, and he's got you wrapped around his finger whether you like it or not. You can't stand him, or is it that you want to hate him so you don't have to admit your other feelings?

"Can I help you or are you just gonna keep staring at my cock? I'm kinda fucking busy."

♡ he's always been this brash and it still somehow shocks you every time. You hate he's not really wrong, you wouldn't have been looking if his dick didn't leave a scarily large print in those shorts he was wearing. No wonder all those girls he brings over are so fucking loud. You didn't realize you still hadn't said what you came over to say, it felt like your voice was trapped in your throat especially when you looked up at him and those pretty brown eyes of his. God you fucking hate him, you hate that you're jealous of everyone that gets to spend time with him and all of those girls he's brought over to fuck and never say a word to again. He's an asshole but fuck if he isn't a pretty one. You feel like this is wrong but everything about him is wrong so what's new.

"If you want a taste you can just ask."

"Come on baby don't act like you don't think about me how I think about you. I've heard you playing with that little pussy and whining my name before, so you can't really fake hating me now, huh?"

♡ you're literally standing in his doorway dumbfounded at this point. He knew? Oh.

"Bet I could fuck that uptight attitude out of you. Maybe that's all you need, some good dick."

oh!

He shifts from where he's leaning against the doorframe to palm himself through his shorts and your heart feels like it's actually trying to escape your ribcage. Is this even real??? You came over here to bitch at him for being a loud inconsiderate asshole and he's trying to fuck you? Why doesn't he feel like this is wrong, why don't you feel like this is wrong? Why do you have this childish crush on your literal stepbrother? You feel dizzy. Noah has you right where he wants you though, he's been onto you the whole time and he could've just been nicer to you but who doesn't love a good hatefuck? He figured if he broke you down enough he could build you back up into the perfect little in home cock sleeve he knew you really wanted to be. He's fucking gross I need him but he's not wrong, is he?

♡ your eyes flit down from his eyes to his hand that's wrapped around his clothed cock again and you thought your knees would give out. How does that even fit inside anyone?? No wonder his dates sound like they're in a slasher film, they probably feel like they're getting split down the middle. You don't have much more time to think cause he's pulling you into his room and forcing you onto your knees in front of him.

"You're so much nicer when you're not bitching at me for fucking everything. Always wanted to fuck that pretty mouth of yours anyway, can't talk with your mouth full can you?"

Noah laces a large tattooed hand through the hair at the back of your head and you wince at the sting. You feel like your brain is just empty now, honestly this whole thing feels so much like a dream you're not fully convinced it's real, that you're actually letting your stepbrother smear precum on your lips with the tip of his big cock. It's even more threatening when it's not straining against his shorts, the tip is a pretty pink and there's a big thick vein running up the underside. You can't even fit your hand around it entirely, and you're so wet over it you're sure you can see through your pajama pants.

"Open."

♡ you do as you're told and Noah tugs your hair a little more to angle your head back. He's clouded up your brain so much you barely react when he spits directly onto your tongue, reaching to smear the mess around with 2 of his long fingers. You're looking up at him with big puppy eyes that water pathetically when he slides those two fingers down your throat, thrusting them in and out deeper each time to see how well you take him. He laughs when you gag and your eyes water as he sinks his fingers as deep as he can get them, you're such a fucking mess it's pathetic but that's exactly what's making his cock twitch. You're exactly how he needs you.

"gonna be a good girl for me? Let me fuck your throat and maybe I'll make you cum after if you're good."

you squeeze your thighs together to try and get some friction when he slaps his cock on your tongue, he's so fucking heavy and thick you really don't know how he expects to fit anywhere in your body let alone your mouth. Regardless, you try. You reach up to brace your hands on his tattooed thighs and focus on kissing and licking all over the tip, looking up at him when you wrap your lips around it to see his head fall back in a deep sigh. Sure he's gotten head before but something about this situation just makes him so much harder. The hand in your hair tightens and he slowly starts thrusting into your mouth, shallow at first but as you start taking more of him and it gets messy, he starts going much harder.

♡ Noah's fucking your throat so hard you have fat tears spilling down your cheeks, you're trying so hard to take him well but when he sinks in to the hilt and holds you there until you're clawing at this thighs and whimpering around his cock cause you can't breathe you can't help but pull away to catch it.

"God you're such a fucking slut."

He punctuates the phrase by landing a slap on your cheek. Not hard enough to really hurt you but definitely enough to sting. Normally you'd be upset but right now? Fuck you're almost begging him to do it again.

Once you catch your breath you open your mouth expectantly and he's right back to it. This time he has both hands tangled up in your hair while he's fucking your throat. Thank God no one's home cause he's not even trying to be a little quiet, deep moans and growls freely flowing from his mouth. You can't help but feel a little proud of yourself, normally you don't hear him make much noise when he's fucking whoever he's brought over but he's being pretty damn vocal right now. You can tell he's close by the way his thrusts falter and right before he cums he pulls out to paint your face. Whatever doesn't land on your tongue he gathers with his fingers and makes you suck them clean.

♡ you'd think he'd need a while to get hard again but no, he honestly didn't ever stop in the first place. Noah's dragging you up off the floor and nearly ripping your shorts down your legs and shirt off your torso immediately, he's seen you naked on "accident" but now that he really gets to look at you and feel you, fuck it's so much nicer. He steps back to admire your bare form but he can't go 3 seconds without teasing you. He runs his hands up your body to massage your tits and tease your nipples, pinching and playing with them until you're whimpering and teary eyed again.

He "apologizes" by leaning down and laving his tongue over the sensitive skin, making you arch against him and you can literally feel him smiling against your skin. He doesn't pull away before leaving a few dark hickeys on the underside of your tits, admiring his work after.

You don't get much of a break for long before he's picking you up and tossing you onto his bed. You can't help but notice it's neatly made (or was) before he drags your attention back to him by slapping his tip right against your clit, making you yelp. Apparently he liked your reaction cause he did it again, this time with his hand instead and with a little more force. Your voice broke into a whimper as he started rubbing circles on your clit with his fingers to ease the sting from the slap. He's mean but he still wants you to feel good.

"Can you say please? I wanna hear you beg for my cock before I give it to you, gotta know you really want it."

that smug look returns when his name and various pleads spill from your lips while he's sliding his fingers through the slick mess at your entrance, spreading the wetness around and dipping into you just enough to feel how tight you are around his fingers. He's reeling over the thought of how tight you'll be around his cock.

♡ like I said he's mean but he still wants you to feel good, he knows you need some kind of prep before he gets to fuck you. His free hand is slowly stroking his cock while the other is teasing your entrance, gauging your reaction. He starts with just one finger but quickly ends up fucking 3 into you, watching your back arch pathetically off the bed while he curls his fingers right up against that spot inside you that makes black spots flood your vision. You're squeezing his fingers so tight he knows you're close. The hand on his cock comes up to play with your clit and you feel like there's a literal fire lit in your belly.

"Gonna cum for me baby? It's okay, you can. Just let me make you feel good, need you see you fall apart for me."

Your legs are shaking, you're panting and squirming. It really feels like too much and right before you cum you're begging and pleading Noah to slow down cause it's just too much but he doesn't, if anything he's picking up the pace. The sound of your wetness is almost as loud as your moans for him and it only gets worse when that coil in your belly snaps and you nearly scream. You're arching off the bed and clawing at anything you can grab, you've cum before on your own but you've never felt anything this intense and sure as hell never made yourself squirt so this is a first. Noah is elated, his forearm and sheets are fucking drenched but he couldn't care less about the mess he's achingly hard at the fact he got you to squirt at all.

Noah reaches up and makes you clean your mess off his fingers, sliding them down your throat again just to feel you gag around them.

You're so sensitive and your brain is so fuzzy you can barely hold your head up, your chest rising and falling quickly while Noah sizes his length up against your tummy and groans at your size difference. His tip lands right below your navel, fuck, he's gonna demolish you. He's practically dripping like a faucet at this point and can't wait to be inside you, he's wanted this since you two fucking met. Noah leans over you to spit directly on your pussy before spreading it around with his tip and prodding at your slit, he's not even inside and you're whimpering about the stretch just from him resting against you.

"Can I hear you say please one more time, baby?"

♡ you enthusiastically answer, pleading for him to just fuck you and he takes the chance gladly. You knew the stretch was gonna be a lot but fuck when he actually sank balls deep your whole body ached. You were so fucking full it was unreal. You thought he couldn't get deeper but he crawled over you to push your knees up next to your ears and the moan you produced was pornographic. His tip was pressed right against your cervix and every time he thrust into you he knocked against it, it was painful at first but once the initial sting of the stretch wore off you've never felt better.

You swore you could feel him in your stomach he was so deep, and the sound of his hips smacking against yours was filthy. There was that familiar sound of his headboard hitting your shared wall but thankfully this time you weren't annoyed by it, if anything it drove you further.

Noah's moans started out deep in his chest but as he got closer they pitched up almost into whines, he was bucking his hips into yours like an animal in heat and his nails were sinking into your hips hard enough to bruise. He only leaned back a bit to wrap a hand around your throat and squeeze, cutting your moans and whimpers into pathetic strangled sounds.

"F-fuck- fuck fuck- 'm gonna cum- so fucking hard- tell me you want it- fuck, tell me you want me to fill this pretty pussy up-"

Youd never seen or heard him so disheveled but fuck if it wasn't hot. You didn't hesitate to beg for him to cum inside you, it made his head spin at the thought. God this was wrong but he couldn't help but imagine how pretty you'd look carrying his kid either. Noah pulled back just enough to have you in normal missionary, you wondered why but when he pressed his hand on your lower stomach you figured it out pretty quick. He could feel exactly where he was inside you and was rutting against his hand through you like you were nothing more than a toy. He only stopped so he could grab your hand and have you feel as well. His dick made a noticeable bulge in your belly every time he thrust into you, and it only made you ache at the thought. He really was ruining you for anyone else.

♡ Noah slid a hand between your bodies to tease your clit while he picked up the pace of his own sloppy thrusts. He was gonna cum but he needed you to cum with him. The hand on your throat absentmindedly tightened and you were seeing black spots flood your vision already but when he sank as deep as he could possibly get and whimpered as he came you couldn't stop yourself from toppling over the same edge. You thought you'd never cum so hard in your life earlier but now? This was really it. You sank your nails into his arm hard enough to draw blood while you convulsed under him, breaking into sobs of his name while he ground his hips into yours.

Noah pulling out left you with a horrible emptiness and you almost begged him to stay for just a bit longer. He was considering it himself but his thoughts were cut short when you both heard the front door downstairs open.

Shit.

Noah nearly threw you out of bed, scrambling to pull his shorts back on. Your clothes were strewn everywhere and you didn't have time to hunt for them so you picked up the first shirt you could find off his floor and put it on before racing back to your own room. Thank God you made it quick cause Noah's cum was still dripping down your thighs.

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*also just saw the rb but tagging @somebodyllelse cause I almost forgot 😭

[nanaminokanojo]

ACCIDENTALLY IN LOVE | part 60

-meet cute? a cheesy musical number? forget it! love makes itself known to you through a minor car accident, a broken arm, and a treacherously charming temporary chauffeur

CHARACTERS: sukuna x you/reader | jjk characters

GENRE: full-length smau + prose | bad boy x good girl | college au | a lot of firsts | aged-up characters | strangers to lovers | smut | fluff | angst | ooc depictions - soft sukuna ftw

TW/CW: strong/mature language | adult content so mdni on some parts | mentions of alcohol and/or smoking | mentions of injury, promiscuity and bullying | pet names because they're cute with 2D men | toxic behavior | will add more if something arises

MASTERLIST | CHAPTER INDEX

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A/N: There are narrations after the 4th panel and the fifth panel is a video.

Ryomen Sukuna was one magnificent creature. You wouldn't let anyone contest you on that, not that you wished to convey your thoughts out loud for anyone to hear. You were happy thinking that way as you watched him play volleyball with his friends. Apparently, they all used to play in high school.

You didn't know a thing about the sport, the most you've watched it was when you're flipping channels through your TV, but the way he moved around the makeshift beach court keeping the ball afloat showed you yet another facet of him.

The object of your attention since the beginning of the game maneuvered his way around the sand with calculated dexterity and successfully scored another one by blocking the incoming ball and slamming onto the opposing team's court. You couldn't help but smile whenever he would get a point, your left hand curling into a fist when you should not be moving it or putting strain on it. You'd applaud if you could.

Sukuna was good looking, intelligent and athletic. No wonder girls chased after him, and you had to admit that he looked beyond cool when he's dishing moves. His friends were calling him rusty in volleyball, but to you who didn't have any idea what exactly was going on, he was just amazing.

But then, that wasn't all you were looking at. You can't exactly pay attention to the game itself when your eyes only trailed his figure. The sun beat down on him, causing him to sweat, a thin sheen of it making his sun-kissed, inked skin glimmer in the daylight. You haven't been more acutely aware of his impressive musculature the way you were at that moment, watching his powerful thighs flex whenever he jumped up.

It wasn't the first time you were seeing him shirtless given the time you woke up at his place, but you couldn't really pay attention during those other times. Now, you had a full view of it with reason to keep your eyes on him. And the realization of his effect on you was like being splashed with cold water on the face when, at the start of the game, he removed his shirt. He pulled at it from the back collar, the supposedly mundane sequence of actions making you feel...well, things.

You've never really considered it, this aspect of him, and the fact that he's attractive wasn't really something you focused on. Bur the sight made you uncharacteristically hot despite the green popsicle stuck to your mouth, also disintegrating under the high temperature, dripping into your hand, making a sticky mess. It wasn't something you were aware of until you heard his familiar voice ringing through your ears.

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© ORIGINAL WORK BY nanaminokanojo. CHARACTERS ARE INSPIRED BY GEGE AKUTAMI’S “JUJUTSU KAISEN”. [20240624]

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[lululawrence]

Annual Writing Self-Evaluation 2023

Thank you for tagging me @allwaswell16! I am so happy every year that this (I believe) brainchild of @juliusschmidt's from 2016 still exists in various forms! hehe I apparently missed doing this in 2021 and 2022, and I was determined not to miss it again so here we go!

List of works published this year: My Other Half Was You Gemma's Dad (Could Use A Guy Like Me) Quite the Pickle Livin' In A Daydream (Gimme a Solution and) Watch Me Run With It You Are A Song Did You Know I Fit In A Dryer? Were You There On That Christmas Night? Team Gaelic FTW No Constraints Odds Are That We Will Probably Be... Damsel in Christmas Distress Snow In Love

Work you are most proud of (and why): Oof. This is always such a hard question to answer. Almost as hard as the next one, and the next one and the next one....... hah honestly though, I think... I'm honestly sincerely proud of most of my fics from this year simply because I got them written. I'll go more into that later, I'm sure, but maybe... I think maybe My Other Half Was You or Odds Are That We Will Probably Be... and for very different reasons. My Other Half Was You was written based on artwork by @moon-sun-thyme for @1dreversebang and the moment I saw her artwork I had these vague ideas coming to mind and I am quite proud with how I was able to bring them to life so closely resembling what I originally thought of when I saw the art. And for Odds Are, I wrote that for @1dtrickortreatfest so it had to be exactly 666 words and that's always a trick (heh), but in this case I had to completely world build and set up the situation and lead everyone to the conclusion within that word count while making it somewhat compelling... and I think I was able to manage it. I hope I was, anyway haha

Work you are least proud of (and why): lmaooooo usually this answer is really hard for me to answer, but this year it's not haha i have a few fics that I literally wrote to just remind myself that I could. That not everything has to be thought out and polished and pretty, sometimes it's just a matter of getting words on paper and putting them out into the world immediately, hoping for the best, and they absolutely served their purpose! I'm fond of them still, but that doesn't mean I'm proud of them necessarily haha So I would have to say Damsel in Christmas Distress (which I still love dearly, simply for how self indulgent that silly thing is for me haha) and Quite the Pickle. Again, my darling Stylinshaw fics getting the brunt of it here, but they did as they needed to for me. I'll maybe try to write them a longer, more polished fic with some thought behind it this year, as they clearly deserve.

A favorite excerpt of your writing: GAHHHH I hate this question every damn time! Okay, I don't know if this is my absolute favorite thing I wrote this year, BUT it immediately came to mind, and I do very much like it so, here's an excerpt from Gemma's Dad (Could Use A Guy Like Me). I just adore Harry being a fumbling idiot around a pretty boy hahaha Ever since he had dug up his garden, he preferred to start in the back where the job was a lot more complicated to work around and then move to the front, which was far easier.  Now, though, Harry was wondering if this was the right decision because Louis was also mowing his lawn. That wasn’t a problem, of course, except he was shirtless and that only defined for Harry the fact he really had grown up. Louis used to try to show off for the neighborhood by mowing any number of lawns shirtless in middle school and high school, but he had been a scrawny kid with little to no meat on his bones and Harry had thought it adorable back then. Now, on a sweltering day like it was, he was probably shirtless just to be as cool as possible as the sun beat down on him, and Harry’s vision wasn’t as good as it used to be, but he could still tell that Louis had filled out since going to college. He was still a thin man, but as he pushed the mower through the tall grass, Harry could see the muscles he clearly put effort into. Add to it the chest hair that was only growing darker as he continued to sweat and the smattering of tattoos he’d gotten since he turned eighteen and it was clear he had grown up. Harry couldn’t help it when the glint of the sun off Louis’ sweaty skin made him lick his lips without even thinking. Clearing his throat and thankful it was obvious Louis was too focused to notice Harry ogling him from his own yard, Harry pulled the starter and began to work on his own yard.

Share or describe a favorite review you received: I've got three that immediately came to mind, so excuse me while I mention all three as quickly as I can manage lol First was from @allwaswell16 for Gemma's Dad. I'd had a lot of difficulty with a someone reading motivations and meaning in the characters and story that I took a lot of care in ensuring were actually avoided as I wrote it. There were a lot of pitfalls I could have fallen into when writing the fic, but one person just kept asking over and over again for things I thought I had already done and my beta assured me I had sufficiently covered etc, but I still worried so when Anitra gave the review she did of it on her podcast, it literally made me cry a little bit lol Second was @londonfoginacup in response to (Gimme a Solution and) Watch Me Run With It when she commented "Ah so you really just tore your chest open and picked out your beating heart and handed it to me here, didn’t you" because... well I hadn't really considered it when I'd been writing the fic, but I guess I kind of did exactly that, yeah. haha And then lastly I want to thank @tommokat for their lovely comments on Snow In Love regarding the Michigan geography and freak lake effect snow that can be experienced there because I tried my very best to describe the absolute chaos that is that region in the wintertime and they basically affirmed that I had accurately captured it. Genuinely, the best gift I could have gotten haha

A time when writing was really, really hard: Excuse me while I laugh a bit hysterically until I cry alksdhglskfja The last year or two have been incredibly difficult for a whole host of reasons, but the ones that most affected my writing were my lingering (and seemingly unending) burnout combined with an absolute lack of time/energy available to write. There were so many times this year that I thought I wouldn't be able to do it or thought I'd have to pull out of various fests and just... cut down on things, but I kept pushing and kept trying and I did it. I'm so fucking proud of myself, honestly.

A scene or character you wrote that surprised you: Jordan North in Did You Know I Fit In A Dryer? Well, honestly, Louis in that fic too. And the entire premise of the fic. Really all of it surprised me lololol I never expected to write Jordan in a fic. Ever. hahahaa And as I've barely dabbled in a couple of weed candies is all, I certainly did not anticipate ever writing someone as THAT HIGH. sooooo...yeah just all of it hahaha

How did you grow as a writer this year: Psh. Bold of you to assume I've grown as a writer this year when I was merely doing what I could to survive haha if anything I kind of wonder if I went backwards in my writing abilities but who the fuck knows, really haha

How do you hope to grow next year: I just... I dunno man. I just kinda hope I'm in a better place this time next year so I'm just not so fucking tired all the time and so I have actual time to write, you know? lol continued good vibes are always welcome here, folks haha

Who was your greatest positive influence this year as a writer (could be another writer or beta or cheerleader or muse etc etc): Like... everyone. hah I'm getting a little emotional thinking of everyone who helped me keep going this year. but the greatest? probably @londonfoginacup again. She was the biggest influence in actually getting my Big Bang finished because I didn't want to disappoint her (even though?? I know I won't??? like.. anyway) haha and then I wrote like three fics for her/dedicated them to her just because... like. she keeps me going some days honestly so yeah. Emmu. You're the bestest always babes. Love you.

Anything from your real life show up in your writing this year: Listen, all I'm saying is in one of my fics it hits a little too close to home. Like I kind of wrote Harry's starting place... and kinda where he is for a lot of the fic... pretty much exactly how I was feeling, and still pretty much am, though for very different reasons. So it's maybe a little too much of my real life emotionally speaking in there yeah

Any new wisdom you can share with other writers: New? Not so much hahaha just don't give up!

Any new projects you're looking forward to starting (or finishing) in the new year: YES. I was just talking with @moon-sun-thyme this morning that I started the year by posting a fic based on her art, and I'm going out of this year focusing on the fic we will be collaborating on together for the @onedirectionbigbang hehe so I'm very very excited to get started on that one. It's a fic I've been wanting to write almost ever since I first heard the song Satellite, so I am READY to delve in and lose myself to it, honestly. In the whole... one night every week or two I have to write. hahaha Here's hoping I make the deadline haaaaa

Tag three writers whose answers you'd like to read: MAN I have no idea who has and hasn't done this yet! So maybeeeee @justanothershadeofblue, @hellolovers13, anddddd @quotefromthatshow and @louandhazaf if you haven't done it already and want to! And shh I know it’s four but who cares lolol

*All answers should be about fics posted in 2023

Past Years: 2016 | 2017 | 2018 | 2019 | 2020 and 2020 | 2022(ish)

[mshexley]

Some of my reboot headcanons

The reboot timeline was created by one of the OGs (don’t ask me the specifics of how that works). I wanna say Johnny or Pierce. Johnny because he’s more sentimental than ppl give him credit for so he likes the power of friendship stuff. Pierce because of how it takes a lot of hustle culture and the whole “Be Your Own Boss” mantra. Hell they might’ve worked on it together.

It would kind of work like The Sims but free will is permanently on. They like to watch it occasionally.

Boss is from Stilwater but since it’s so connected to their pent up anger, they don’t talk about it.

OG!Boss heard about Pierce and Johnny’s little project and put Carlos in it for a second chance.

OG!Boss went back some time later and put Lin in too and Donnie just for Lin. Johnny helped with this one.

The main four have designated karaoke songs. Ones that they just HAVE to sing when they come across it. Especially duets.

Reddit in some form exists and Kevin will sometimes play THAT song to mess with the others. Specially early in the morning.

That scene from TUA where they’re all dancing in different rooms? Yeah that happens often in The Church.

Despite Kevin being allergic, Snickerdoodle likes sleeping in his room and will often run to him because he lets her get away with stuff the most.

After Eli got the apartment, he met the Boss first who needed somewhere to stay after coming to town. Then they met Kevin at a party Boss took Eli to. Then Neenah because she was looking to move away from the other Panteros during her time of trying to formally break into the world.

The reboot saints throw Halloween events so kids can trick r treat without the threat of violence. (There’s gangsters, not monsters)

They also do it for other holidays too. Shirtless Santa FTW.

Several members from the Panteros and the Idols joined the Saints. The former Panteros think it feels like a real family and not what Sergio turned it into and the former Idols feel the Saints are really about that or at least don’t put up some front.

It’s so cool because the Saints will now have a tall woman wielding a sledgehammer for them and the glow stick folks all just dressed in purple.

Santo Illeso Pride?? They got their own float AND they provide security. No cops at pride.

[beltiel]

I'll Keep You (My Fuzzy Little Secret)

Errant plotbunny that won’t leave me alone and might/maybe/potentially get turned into an actual fic...

AOS!Jim's time on Tarsus triggers a dormant gene in his genetic make-up. Cue True Alpha, Werewolf Jim.

Yeah. I went there. (I came to Star Trek after five years obsessing over Teen Wolf, please for to forgive 🙏)

Getting thru the academy without Jim getting found out is responsible for a majority of Bones (scarce) gray hairs. I'm thinking a five plus one fic where Spock almost finds out multiple times, and one time where he either knows and uses it to their advantage, or finds the eff out.

1.) Lake Day for Puppies- Bones and Jim head to a local lake to relax after finals and Jim takes the rare opportunity to stretch his four legs. Amanda is there walking the park and has gotten some bad news; Jim dog shakes and gets her all wet and interrupts the call she's on with her son. An aggrieved Bones drags Jim away, tho not before professor Spock notes the unusual size of the 'dog' and his piercing blue eyes over the vid call.

2.) After they've finished with the Narada and are heading back to earth/vulcan sans warp core (I refuse to let Vulcan be destroyed in my head canons. You can't just take the single most interesting culture that Trek introduces and get it gone, JJ.) and Spock realizes that Jim's taken a hell of a beating. A beating he really doesn't seem to be showing signs of at all. There's 'having a best friend with a dermal regenerator on quick use' and then there's 'conveniently don't have broken ribs/tentacle burns/frostbite/ busted wrist anymore'. It's not til a recovering Pike tells him firmly to be a 'good boy' and 'go lie down' that Jim does take any rest. (Obvs dadmiral Pike is in the know)

3.) Angsty one. Turns out Scotty is totally in the know. He's from a small pack back in Aberdeen. Drunk on a shore leave at one point (Scotty's stash of wolfsbane 'shine ftw), Jim bemoans his loneliness and Scotty asks about his mate- most 'wolves have met theirs by his age. Jim laments that his mate is actually his True Mate, but… they're already as good as married. (Spuhura for a beat here, sorry) Scotty weasels out of Jim that it IS someone on the enterprise tho. When they get back to the ship, Spock is there to berate the Captain, Bones tells him to shove off, and Scotty drags Bones to their end of the officers deck while a *very* handsy Kirk is escorted back to his quarters by Spock. There's a lot of scent marking going on. When Spock mentions that he will be returning to Uhuras quarters after this, Jim full on whines at him.

4.) The enterprise is sent to a planet that ONLY Jim and Bones are allowed to beam down to. Upon discussion with Pike, Jim argues to bring Scotty and an ensign from the sciences department (who's also a 'wolf, tho younger). Turns out the planet is pack full (ha) of werewolves and humans and they don't really want to join the federation, but star fleet (not in the know) has given Jim a chance to change their minds. Jim spends the week stretching his four legs and reveling in a 'wolf culture that he's never known. Bones soaks up information like a sponge, finally having someone to talk to about the medical aspects of having a best friend who's a werewolf. Scotty makes friends over his wolfsbane 'shine recipe. Ensign Danvers meets her mate and decides to resign her commission to stay planet side. Everything pretty fine and dandy, by the 3rd day the locals even let the Enterprise send down their science team to do some local science-y things. The local Alpha invites Jim 'and his 2nd' to a run with them that evening. Spock overhears Jim accept, and arrives at the appointed place (ha) late due to a science hold up; only to find that Jim is there with Bones and was not, apparently, expecting Spock. Jim is shirtless and flushed with exhilaration, having just come back from a 'lap around the lake' (unlikely, the lake is 10 miles around, Spock isn't THAT late)(except if you're a 'wolf, that wouldn't take very long at ALL) and Jim is hanging all over Bones, punch drunk on adrenaline and happy, but he snaps to when he sees Spock. Bones is his second in Jim's pack- the local Alpha can smell/tell that Spock doesn't truly belong to Jim (yet). Negotiations break down a bit when Spock alludes to the captains penchant for going dangerous places with/doing dangerous things. He is, after all, surrounded by a group of the locals wearing their four legs. Jim does damage control- Danvers helps, since she's now mated to the alphas son. 

5.) Bones gets away to do some camping, Spock goes looking for Jim who's beamed down to join Bones last second in an attempt to get away from Uhura and Spock celebrating their anniversary or whatever. Jim's clothes are at Bones campsite, but Jim isn't, and Spock is (livid) confused, but the verbal sparring is cut short when a local predator pack approaches the campsite. They growl menacingly and Spock shoves Bones behind him- only to hear a far more menacing and wet snarl erupt from the tree cover behind them. Curiously, McCoy actually *relaxes* and is flooded with relief (touch telepathy, plz n thnx) by the sound. The creatures however, are not, and they turn tail and run. Jim shows up shortly thereafter, wrapped in a towel, apparently back from a 'washing up'. (He left the enterprise an hour ago, why didn't he just use the sonics? Spock ponders)

6.) Spock gets a new incense. One of the ingredients is a variant of wolfsbane that gets Jim high as balls and his control starts to slip on the bridge. Like catnip. Bones has to quarantine the bridge and holler at Spock about not checking things first. 

7.) Obligatory, stranded in a cave on an ice planet and Spock is freezing to death/delirious. His fever dreams of snuggling up to Ichaya are just fever dreams, tho, pay no mind to the blonde wolf fur clinging to his away science blues…

8.) Yes, this is more than 5. Oops.

[coffeebooh]

not to be that girl but how long has it been since will got laid?

[stormxpadme]

I could do a lot more manips involving my second fav OC bby if Travis Fimmel didn’t suffer from a severe lack of shirts shooting Tarzan & Co.

[chateautae]

Sammy, I wrote to you before those That That teasers came out and I’m just wallowing in misery now. Honestly, Tae teasing a shirtless shortly-deleted selca, a la Xmas IG stories, would hurt me less right now. This is how much pain I’m in. Why is Yoongi so fucking fine 😩 HALP. Can I have your favorite Tae pic/gif and maybe that might counteract this bullshit? Thank you for listening precious Sammy ❤️,🦤

PLEASE YOONGI LOOKS SO SMEXY DODO ANON I GET YOU!! I'm literally shaking thinking about yoongi's feature like the song sounds so fun PROD SUGA FTW!!! NO FOR REAL YOONGI IS SO ASTRONOMICALLY FINE i swear i can handle jungkook's flirting with armys more than yoongi proving time and again he's the perfect husbandSKQWPOJQWP.

OOF MY FAVE TAE PIC OR GIF?? Honestly, anything that has to do with grammy 2020 tae like this selca has me in a chokeHOLD (I literally have a printed freebie of it in the back of my phone and as a polaroid yeah I’m crazy)

But also soft soft january 2020 boyfriend tae during his tete fms is my favourite 🥺

Or this tae (dramatically swoons)

Recently it’s these looks, how is he so hANDSOME ❤️

And that concludes my faves thank you for coming to my tedtalk <33

[snarkwriteswrasslin]

If you are taking holiday prompts... can I get going to pick out, cut down and decorate the tree with my tree, Wardlow? Lol however you wanna do it, HCs or a prompt. And of course yanno how I feel about it getting smutty. 💜

Listen, I have a LOT of ideas for Wardlow and christmas, ahhhhh! I’m so happy you sent this one in because I love doing these sm. I love you for this cos I can gush about the giant. And I really wanna toy with some holiday stuff, since Thanksgiving and then Christmas are... rapidly breathing down our necks and I need the cheer like I need the air that I breathe.

Warnings:

Sweet and maaaybe a little bit dirty in some parts. Given that it’s not gonna be anything too wild, kids can stay, I guess? Hinted/implied sexual situation,ftw.

Tagging:

Tag list is fucked rn. I gotta fix it with all the new urls of the people on it, I think. It’ll be done asap, I promise. If you want to be tagged in my writing, go to the tag doc linked below or ask me and I’ll add you as I’m fixing it.

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Okay, first of all, this big guy loves Christmas. I believe I’ve mentioned this on one of the other headcanon lists I’ve done for him. If I haven’t, it’s worth a mention now. Christmas for Wardlow is a time to spend with his family and you, the person he loves most. 

-- You guys are going to tree lots as early as the day after Thanksgiving. Of course, he makes a cute little date out of it, because this is going to be your first shared Christmas together, so... He stops for a big and filling breakfast at some place that you’ve never even heard of but they have the absolute best pancakes. And privacy. It’s more of an intimate setting than the typical hole in the wall diner? And it’s in this adorable little town. Picturesque. The kind of place you’d definitely consider settling down in. What he doesn’t tell you until you’re at the little diner enjoying your food is that this is not just a trip to secure the perfect Christmas tree for your place together... It’s also a weekend getaway. You’re blown away by it, because in the mess and hectic chaos of life, you’d completely forgotten that your birthday was also fast approaching.. And sadly, it would fall when he’d be back out on the road this year. You really hadn’t mentioned it to him because it had you down and you didn’t want to seem as if you were putting pressure on him over something as simple as ‘just another day’, either. 

-- He definitely hadn’t forgotten. And Wardlow strikes me as the kind of man who will make backup plans. And happens to be very observant, especially when it comes to those he loves and cares about most. So he’d actually planned this out the day after travel schedules got released for the quarter. 

-- You’re excited, to say the least. And the little b&b he’s booked is just oh so dreamy. Like it got ripped right out of the pages of a book you’ve read often and loved. The entire drive through the heavily forested roads leading up to this b&b were filled with you two talking and laughing, even playfully arguing over whether it was too early to put up a tree to begin with. He said it’s not, you say that it feels like it. But deep down, it’s because you know that he might still be gone around the holidays and if you were there alone and couldn’t go to him, you wouldn’t want the hassle and mess. He insists on going the next morning and getting this tree, however, so you finally allow him to win the ongoing debate about it.

You check into your room and as you’re walking up the stairs to it, he’s got his hands over your eyes. You’re swearing a little and laughing a lot and finally, you reach your room. When he opens the door and lets you step in, him stepping in right behind you, pressed right up against you from behind and towering over... You’re left stunned all over again because the room is all decked out. Scented candles waiting to be lit. Rose petals on the bed. He’s even somehow managed to get someone to grab you guys clothes for the next day. There’s a full on meal waiting, the delicious smell wafting through the room and out into the hall. You turn to him and he looks a litlte anxious like “Did I do too much?” because you hadn’t said anything... Rather than say anything, you choose to climb him like the tree he is compared to you and pull him into a very, very appreciative kiss. That quickly gets handsy. He’s chuckling against your mouth, “We have the whole afternoon, princess.. Is there something you wanna do?”

-- And of course there is. Clothes are slowly peeled off. He’s got you on your back in seconds. When his mouth breaks from your own to venture down your body, your legs fall open and by the time he’s finished with you at a little after 10 pm that night, the last thing you want to do is move. So you two lie there and cuddle, kissing in the glow of the candles that he finally got up and lit. he also gives a sheepish smile and raking a massive hand over the back of his head, he explains that he knew you had a thing for scented candles, so the candles are all yours and only a part of your birthday present.

-- Falling asleep with him is sheer heaven as always. Even when you’re fighting over the blanket or one or the other is snoring and keeping the other awake. You guys sleep in the next morning and finally, after shower and some more funtime there, you’re down in the dining area, eating another fantastic home cooked breakfast.

Now we’re getting to the actual tree shopping itself. Wardlow decides not to go to a tree lot like most would. Instead, with a laugh, he veers off onto a dirt road that leads right into the forest. You’re perplexed bc for the most part, Wardlow is Mr. By The Book... So, you really didn’t see why he’d suddenly choose to trespass and potentially consider cutting down an actual forest tree. You’re hella turned on by it, however and it maaaybe leads to a little light fooling around in his truck. With the snow surrounding the outside, covering the trees and making everything brighter, almost sparkling when the bleak sunshine breaks through the clouds gathered and reflects off of it. It’s fucking BEAUTIFUL, okay? BEAUTIFUL. When you two finally pry yourselves out of each other, you get out of the truck and Wardlow tells you, mostly to relax you bc he picks up on you worrying about the location that he knows the person who owns the land and this is where he always gets his trees. “Because a tree lot tree isn’t the same. It’s not, I don’t care who says otherwise.” and honestly? You’re not about to complain because the very image of him chopping down a tree... then lugging it back to his truck... has you hot and bothered all over again.

-- The imagery matches up to reality too. By the time the axe is a quarter of the way through the trunk of your chosen tree, he’s shirtless and a fine sheen of sweat is gathered against his skin. But you two are laughing and making jokes, a lot of stopping to make out and teasing one another. At one point, you fan yourself with napkins you found in his console as you’re sitting back in the truck watching and naturally, he decides to make a show of it, even pretending like he’s gonna take off his pants. Whew.

-- The tree is finally all cut down. You two are wrangling it back to the truck (to be honest, he totally could’ve gotten it himself, but you insist on helping, which he thinks is really, really cute and also lowkey hot, even though you’re swearing when it gets hung up in a snowbank or something) and as soon as it’s loaded, he pulls you against him for a kiss using the shirt he’d shed. “How about we go find something to eat, some cocoa and then we get headed back. We’ve still gotta get ornaments, princess.”

-- Something tells you that ornaments will NOT be gotten on that day. Because you can see that gleam in his eyes and you KNOW you’re in for it when you two finally reach your place again.

[sketchy-saram]

Messy af doodle from my bus ride to Seoul the other day, as a farewell to Mermay. :) had a lot of fun with this au! Also, shirtless Julian ftw always~

[yerbamansa]

2018 in TV - Sci-Fi/Fantasy & Superheroes, fuck yeah!

i love this shit so goddamn much. SO MUCH. saving it for last ‘cause it’s kind of a best of list on its own.

1. Legends of Tomorrow

ALMOST made the overall "best" list because BEEBO and also everyone is gay and hot and fun. this show is the fucking best.

2. The Expanse

due to dumb contracts, the next season will be on Amazon, but this show? is so beautiful and good. and EXCITING. SPACE!!!

3. The Magicians

s3 ramped up the experimentalism and i loved every goddamn minute. david bowie singalong? entire episode where quentin and eliot have a life together and die while trying to solve some weird puzzle in Fillory? psychic ships? library and afterlife adventures? i don't even know.

4. The 100

so many apocalypses, so little time. (also i have no time for the many possible otps people are into #onhere, i just don't care, maybe i'm doing it wrong but who cares)

5. iZombie

THE STAKES HAVE BEEN RAISED! they went some problematic directions, maybe, but mostly it was really solid. sometimes-zombie ravi ftw.

6. 12 Monkeys

STEEEEVVIIIIEEEE!! ok but i watched this show before i ever watched schitt's creek, and it makes almost no sense if you try to follow the timeline at all, but it is brilliantly kooky and emily hampshire is the most fun in it. there is a lot of fun in this. fun and creepiness.

7. Daredevil

that last season of daredevil was a pretty good 'un, no? not enough shirtless and vulnerable charlie cox for my taste, but it also dropped the ninja bullshit, so i'll take it.

8. Killjoys

this is a fun, dumb, exciting, sexy space adventure i'm here for all of it. (also rip dark matter)

more stuff in this category!! all of which i enjoyed to varying degrees!!!!

3%

Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Black Lightning

Colony

Jessica Jones

Krypton

Legion

Lost in Space

Mars

Outlander

Supergirl

The Flash

The X-Files

[babblingblondegenius]

Future Ficlet: All You Need is Love...and Coffee

Wow, tonight’s episode was brutal.  Between the painful Olicity separation in present time and the lack of Olicity in the dark future of the flash-forwards, we aren’t seeing any of the happy right now.  There seems to be no hope. Our heroes’ sacrifices were all in vain.  Basically, everything sucks.

As kismet would have it, a couple of weeks ago, I shared a fun little head canon with @allimariexf and @hope-for-olicity and they both encouraged me to ‘write the thing.’  I’ve had a terrible case of writer’s block for quite some time (meaning I have a gazillion story ideas and a ton of WIPs that are unfinished).  I expected this one to end up dormant in my drafts as well.  But after tonight’s episode, I felt the need to finish it because we (and Olicity, of course) deserve a little hope and happy.  Set two years in the future, the premise of this little fluffy ficlet is that Felicity needs an assistant but she has particular criteria ;)  

This should have been the easy part.  

After months of enticing investors, obtaining the proper licenses and permits, all the legal mumbo jumbo, and locating the perfect office space, hiring an executive assistant is going to be the breaking point where she finally loses her sanity.  

Which completely defeats the purpose of trying to find someone to help her in the first place.

She has been doing fine on her own, thriving actually, since she decided it was time to recommence building a tech company from the ground up, sans Curtis this time.   This venture, for better or worse, will be all hers.  Her vision.  Her name. Her legacy.

Despite her initial apprehension at that thought, she has a clarity and confidence in her mission and goals that has propelled her forward at a pace she couldn’t have imagined.  So far, choosing which of her many prototypes she wanted to launch first has been her biggest challenge.

Until now.  

She had narrowed down the stack of over 100 applications to the eight most qualified for the position, and began the interview process at 7:00 this morning.  

The first one had been punctual, neat, and lacking any sort of personality whatsoever.  

The second one arrived twenty minutes late and then interrupted Felicity mid-interview to take a non-emergency personal call on her cell phone.

The third one tapped her super long artificial nails on the edge of Felicity’s desk the entire time and included ‘loud typer’ when asked how her current co-workers would describe her.

The fourth one was a chaotic whirlwind who overshared details of his personal life on every single question.

Maybe he just had too much caffeine in his system. Or maybe she doesn’t have enough.

Coffee.  She needs coffee.  Her next interviewee isn’t scheduled to come in for another hour, so she takes the reprieve to just lay her head down on her desk for a moment in order to gather up the energy she needs to make the trek down the block for her caffeine fix.

“One vanilla soy latte, extra sugar, extra cinnamon, extra whip cream.”  

Oh yes.  That’s exactly what she wants.  Why she is thinking it in Oliver’s voice, she doesn’t know.  Her coffee daydream is so vivid, she can even smell the soothing notes of vanilla with hints of sweet cinnamon spice wafting through the air. Mmmmmmmm.

“Felicity….honey, are you okay?”  Oliver’s voice again.  She slowly lifts her head and sees her husband standing on the other side of her desk, holding a large cup emblazoned with the logo of her favorite java joint and her name scrawled across it in black marker.

“I am now,” she practically purrs as he hands over her treasured treat.  After taking a deep inhale and a long swallow, she blissfully smiles at him.  “It’s perfect.  You’re perfect.”  Suddenly jumping up out of her chair, she shares the revelation brought on by the jolt of caffeine in her system. “Oh!  I have a great idea!  You should apply to be my EA.”  

Oliver chuffs out a laugh.  “Because I brought you coffee?  Your standards must be pretty low.”  

“Worried you couldn’t cut it, Mr. Queen?” she asks, arching an eyebrow in challenge.

“I think my time served as Mayor proves otherwise,” he retorts with an air of gravitas but mimics her gesture, silently letting her know that he enjoys her teasing him and is willing to play along.  

She shakes her head.  “Nope, not helpful.  You couldn’t even get me a break on my taxes when you were the mayor.  What are your current qualifications?”

He ponders the inquiry for a moment before responding proudly, “I’m the head chef at Chez Queen.”

She rolls her eyes at Oliver’s corny moniker for their kitchen but gives him an encouraging smile.  “Oh yeah, I’ve eaten there a few times.  The food is magnificent.  But do you have any business experience?”

His expression goes from proud to smug.  “As a matter of fact, I do.  I was formerly the CEO of Queen Consolidated.”

She takes another swig of coffee and checks an incoming text on her cell phone before reminding him, “I happen to have first-hand knowledge you wouldn’t have made it a week without your super smart and highly efficient EA.”   

“That’s true,” he concedes with a grin, “though on the downside, she only brought me coffee one time.  One”, he repeats, taking her coffee and phone and setting them off to the side. Placing his palms flat on the edge of her desk, he leans in closer, a visible twinkle in his vivid blue eyes.   “I think she actually broke our coffeemaker.  Violently,” he teases in a conspiratorial whisper.

Mirroring her husband, she leans in over the desk until their noses are almost touching.  “A little violence doesn’t scare you, does it, Mr. Queen?”  She allows her gaze to run down the length of his torso, visibly appreciating the definition of his biceps that his jacket cannot conceal. “You look like you could handle yourself just fine.”

“I like to stay in shape.”  He feigns modesty but she knows her husband and can recognize that look in his eyes. “Some cardio, free weights, martial arts, salmon ladder…”

“That’s so hot” she blurts out, temporarily slipping out of character as her brain produces an amazing visual of sweaty and shirtless Oliver making his way up the salmon ladder.  Will there ever be a day when that doesn’t turn her on?  Probably not, and judging from the self-satisfied smirk on his face, he mentioned it on purpose just to get that very reaction out of her.   Determined to get back on track, she rephrases, “I mean, that sounds interesting.”  She decides a change of topic would be helpful to give her an advantage in their little game.  “Computer skills?”

She immediately regrets that question when Oliver gives her a feral smile that makes her weak in the knees.  Lowering his voice to the same octave he uses when he is dressed in green leather, he divulges, “I’ve hacked a federal prison network.”

Guh, game over.  In all her years with Oliver, that is the sexiest thing he has ever said. She quickly makes her way around the desk and invades his personal space. “Seems like you’re a man of many talents,” she coos appreciatively, latching onto his arm and nuzzling her face into the sleeve of his jacket to breathe in the scent that is uniquely Oliver.

“My wife taught me a thing or two,” he boasts, turning so they are face-to-face and he can wrap his arms around her.  

Her hands instinctively move from his arm to his chest, resting over his heart.  “She must be an amazing woman.”

Oliver nods in agreement, his nose nuzzling hers. “She is.  She’s the best.”

“I know you’re just saying that to get husband points and its working,” she acknowledges affectionately, her hand caressing the stubble on his jaw.   He tilts his head into her palm like a contented cat and she takes the opportunity to kiss him like she wanted to since she saw him in front of her desk, whether it was five minutes ago with coffee or nine years ago with a bullet-ridden laptop.  

Oliver moans and deepens the kiss, the fervent strokes of his tongue making her long for more.  “Okay, you’re hired,” she pants, breaking the kiss when her need for air temporarily overcomes her need for Oliver.  “Smoak Tech is a start-up so your health care package consists of me patching you up if you are injured and I’m sure we can work out some type of compensation for your time and skills,” provocatively shifting her body against his and feeling his obvious interest through his jeans and her skirt.  Two soft kisses and one firm rotation of his hips later, she is internally debating the sturdiness of her desk and whether they have time for her to show him exactly what she means by ‘compensation’ before her next appointment shows up.

“That’s a very tempting offer, Ms. Smoak” he murmurs into her hair as his hand travels down her back and immediately finds its usual place on the curve of her shapely ass, pulling her impossibly closer, “but I’m afraid my current employer really needs me right now and I just can’t bear to leave her,” his free hand gesturing to the stroller where their daughter slumbers peacefully.

Felicity sighs, pure happiness filling her heart and clearing her mind as she rests her head on her husband’s chest to gaze lovingly at the chubby-cheeked, perfect amalgamation of her and Oliver they brought into the world just four short months ago.   “Sounds like she has you wrapped around her little finger.”  

Oliver rests his chin on the top of her head and she can hear the love and contentment in his voice when he whispers in her hair, “From the very first moment I met her.  She takes after her mother that way.”

A/N:  Thank you for reading!  I hope this helped to soothe the sting of all the angst.  Queen family feels FTW.  William was not in this fic because at that time of day, he should be in school and also I didn’t want to traumatize him any further with Olicity’s blatant flirty flirt.  The poor kid has seen enough already lol.  

Huge thanks and virtual hugs to @allimariexf and @hope-for-olicity for all the fun conversations and being all around wonderful :)

Oliver’s ‘current employer’ ;)

[bebecue]

Slumber party with Monsta X!

Anonymous said: “Can I request a onesie party with the whole group? I don’t mind there being a main person and featuring the rest of the members but fluff fluff fluff and just your amazing humour and way of bringing out their personalities xxx”

A/N: OMG this was such a cute request!! (Is a onesie party the same as a slumber party?) I hope I interpreted this request right. And I hope you guys enjoy this as much as I did!! ((also, tag urself, I'm Minhyuk))

Shownu

First time at a slumber party

Kihyun told him to bring some snacks and he brings ingredients for gimbap

*shrugs* “Gimbap is a snack food for me”

sleeps shirtless at home, so he doesn’t think to bring one to sleep in. Kihyun has to find him a shirt in XXL

The group somehow gets to talking about deep stuff, and he lowkey gives good advice (surprising everyone)

SNORES. omg. wakes Minhyuk up with his buzzsaw-like snores.

Wonho

Brings ALL his vitamins - talks about them nonstop

Changkyun challenges him to a push-up challenge - he wins

Calls his mother to say goodnight before it gets too late - “….yes, mom I have brushed my teeth…. ok love you too..”

Talks in his sleep - just random words. sometimes numbers.

Gets up in the middle of the night to pee. accidentally steps on Changkyun’s foot and wakes him up to apologize (“nnnNNN it’s ok i swear please just let me go back to sleep”)

Minhyuk

The one who keeps going on about “pulling an all-nighter”

But he’s the second one to fall asleep (after Hyungwon) ((on Shownu’s chest))

Eats way too many jelly babies

Brings video games. gets way too loud and competitive (the others have to constantly tell him to calm down)

A blanket and space hog oml. poor Shownu - he wakes up in the morning cramped and cold

wakes up in the middle of the night terrified because of Shownu’s snoring. tries to wake Hyungwon up and basically gets slapped

Kihyun

The one hosting the slumber party

“Please don’t get any soda on the carpet or my mom will kill me”

Over-prepares - hella blankets and pillows/cushions (makes everyone extra cozy though, so no one is complaining)

Disappears upstairs for half an hour (he’s doing his skin care routine)

Has midnight snacks prepared (hot chocolate and cookies ftw)

Sets an alarm on his phone so that he can wake up the earliest and make breakfast for everyone

Hyungwon

Has no filter after midnight - “Minhyuk, you need to stop wearing glasses without lenses. It’s freaking embarrassing”

Eats Doritos mindlessly when he starts to get sleepy. just keeps shoving them in there.

“If you wake me up, I’ll punch you in the throat”

First one to fall asleep

Changkyun, Jooheon and Minhyuk take turns stacking random things on his face after he falls asleep

Last one to wake up in the morning - Shownu has to drag him out from under the blankets by his ankle

Jooheon

“Truth or dare! Let’s play truth or dare!”

(always goes for truth though - too scared to do dares lmao)

Sees that Kihyun has a karaoke machine and he begs Kihyun to let them do karaoke (”ok, but we can’t be too loud. my parents are asleep upstairs”)

raps/whispers/sings and basically turns the karaoke session into an ASMR recording while the others wheeze/laugh

Snapchats EVERYTHING

brings his Majin Buu plushie and no one mentions how weird it is a boy his age still sleeps with a stuffed toy

Changkyun

Brings those magazines (Kihyun: “oh mY GOD GET THOSE OUT OF MY HOUSE”)

Hasn’t had this much freedom before - Wonho has to beg him to brush his teeth

gives the weirdest dares - “Shownu, I dare you to suck on Hyungwon’s nose”

is the only one wearing a matching PJs set - “I have to look good whatever I’m doing, even if it is just sleeping”

reads everyone creepypasta/urban legend stories from his phone (Jooheon: “stop. you gotta stop.”)

[harmoniouspixels]

Baines MMBC Episode 1 Replies

I finished my Bio homework and was about to read my history textbook on WWII (not that I don’t know about it already, but still), until I remembered I had replies! Procrastination ftw.

Also let’s hope I can do these in one go. I’m looking at you, XKit.

Bonus: There’s a house tour reply in here too!

@avtvmnsalad ​ replied to your photoset “Katherine: [off-screen] I should mention that in the architectural...”

welcome to the Murder Shed

Accurate assumption

avtvmnsalad replied to your photo “Miranda: So it looks like we’re some of the first here. Regina: Well...”

captain no-fun is here

Someone’s gotta be the one to point out the obvious

@mckatsims ​ replied to your photo “Katherine: [sighing] The youth of today.”

That look tho LOL.

I’m Katherine tbh

@tosimornottosim ​ replied to your photo “Katherine: [sighing] The youth of today.”

Katherine: Kids these days. Playing the Donkey Kong and wanting to end the world *adult sigh*

I’m both Katherine and the “kids” in this scenario tbh

@cafesimming ​ reblogged your photoset and added:

tonie can you at least wait like a DAY before  fighting someone? jesus christ

She’s gotta assert dominance on Day 1 to show that vae is the alpha

mckatsims replied to your photoset “Regina: You know, I didn’t need that snark as you walked in. Tonie:...”

Insta-rival, yess!

I love it already tbh. This is going to be a fun dynamic to write like Jacob and Lennon

@sevenleafsimblr ​ replied to your photo “Tsuneo: …listen, I don’t do crowds, okay?”

chlorine > people

mckatsims replied to your photo “Tsuneo: …listen, I don’t do crowds, okay?”

LOL

Me circa middle school (and probably still to this day)

@futurecarrie replied to your photo “Veronica: Ah, you must be Elliott. I believe I’ve heard your name...”

Yaaaaaas arsey bb ;~;

He’s already made a good first impression it seems 👀

sevenleafsimblr replied to your photo “Veronica: Sylvia… the hacker, yes? Sylvia: [nervously] Y-yeah, that’s...”

sylvia teaches veronica to turn caps lock off

Funny Story: So I made a friend in Uni, and by extend befriend their friend by inclusion in their friend group. The friend of the friend didn’t learn about “Control + Alt + Delete” to bring up the task manager when programs froze until last year. Whenever that happened she would just take the battery out of her laptop. Let’s hope Veronica isn’t that bad

@melien ​ reblogged your photo and added:

Fingers crossed for my girl!

Let’s hope she’ll make it as far (if not farther) than Lennon!

sevenleafsimblr reblogged your photo and added:

making a first impression shirtless, good strategy sunny

Gotta get the tiddy out to show your interest

cafesimming reblogged your photo and added:

goddammit tonie

I don’t know what to reply to this other than Veronica being judgey perhaps? Idk (but really it’s probably the in-game attraction system’s fault)

tosimornottosim replied to your photo “Veronica: [to herself] Alright, time to make some food to impress the...”

Veronica: I'll cook these guys food before I plunge them into despair. They'll love that

The best kind of despair!

sevenleafsimblr replied to your photo “Justice: Good riddance.”

WILD

I was just like ??? what the hell broke on the literal first day of everyone being here

mckatsims replied to your photo “Justice: Good riddance.”

LOL did she break the karoke machine?

She did!

sevenleafsimblr replied to your photo “Regina: You! Well, you haven’t talked much since we’ve been here, but...”

fight me regina

Regina doesn’t get the Goths: An Opt-Ed

tosimornottosim replied to your photo “Regina: You! Well, you haven’t talked much since we’ve been here, but...”

Varvara: *signing* try me bitch

I’d put my money on Varvara winning in this fight

avtvmnsalad replied to your photoset “Elliott: So what are those two doing over there? Veronica: My best...”

miranda/regina is so tantalising for, well, the obvious

Indeed 👀

@plumboblures replied to your photo “What the? Who are you?” [ ▶ ]”

>:o

sevenleafsimblr replied to your photo “What the? Who are you?” [ ▶ ]”

hoo boy........

tosimornottosim replied to your photo “Monokuma: Me? Oh, I’m Monokuma, murder facilitator of this new MMBC!...”

U H O H

Welcome to despair :3c. But who’s behind Monokuma? 🤐

cafesimming replied to your post “Baines MMBC Episode 1 End Notes”

*whispers* godDAMNIT tonie

Tbf, it’s only day one, and they all have a lot of free time with the bacheloret (a curse of mine, but I like it so it’s more natural), but winners get better interactions. It’ll be a lot different after the challenge!

futurecarrie replied to your post “Baines MMBC Episode 1 End Notes”

Yaaaaas bb in the lead 👏 (I think, I haven't got my glasses on lmao)

Nope, you’re right! He’s in the lead (for now)