#also uh kinda porny???

[fallevs]

Day seven of the @klaineccfanficlibrary event ❤️

This seventh poem is called The first time ever I lay with you, set in The first time (3×05)

Burt Hummel, please do not read this journal.

Kurt is on fire with embarrassment. His cheeks are burning and his jaw aches from the smile he's been holding up for he doesn't know how long.

He and Blaine had sex.

No, scratch that. He and Blaine made love. Sweet, romantic, and who knew he himself had that kink–

God, here he is blushing again! Stop, stop thinking about it! But... how can you do it? How can you not think about the burning fingers of the love of your life running down your back, your neck, your bare thighs; hands touching, squeezing, caressing. How can you not think about that cold, wet tip of his tongue that grazed you in secret places, making you feel so light and so... beautiful. He felt beautiful. He felt wanted, appreciated, loved.

Making love to Blaine was a discovery.

First, he discovered Blaine and then himself. He discovered a side of Blaine so fragile and delicate; a devotion and affection for him such that, if he only stopped to think about it, it moved him. He then discovered himself. An almost overbearing side that wanted to take what he wanted, what was his, and a passionate side that he did not know he possessed. And maybe he fell in love with Blaine a little more. After all, you fall in love when you make love. The flesh is the only ground on which souls can rest.

Never ever felt quite like this

good about myself

from my very first kiss.

We were together

I forgot everything else

and your lips

oh, how I miss them.

Yesterday

our souls were merging

for the first time.

Your warm breath on me

on my skin

quivering with pleasure and

impatience;

sublime.

Yesterday, my love

and yet I still feel you

inside

around

in my bones.

And I still want more

again and again;

your body on top of mine

hands in my hair, hot breath

between spasms and

satiety and

moans.

I tell you, my love

there is nothing in this world

that can resemble

to us,

to our love

to what we are today

to what we will be tomorrow;

so in love with you

so in love with you

so in love with you

I'm putting all my trust in you

'cause you,

you'll always be true.

kh

[suzukiblu]

Hmmm I kinda feel like writing some kinky Timkon tonight. Let's see, how many actually porny Timkon-including WIPs do I currently have to choose from . . .

"think pink", which obvi includes Bernard and pet play and sexual experimentation with pink kryptonite

"gender? I hardly know her!!", which is YJ polyam but includes a significant amount of dedicated Timkon in the team orgy they're all having, and also weird Kryptonian biology

"I can solve anything with porn and I will", which is technically Match/Kon and "Magic Made Them Do It", but Tim has helpfully volunteered as an observer/voyeur

"interdimensional whoring for Timkon", wherein Tim arranges a threesome for himself and alternate reality versions of himself and Kon who have been totally failing to notice they're into each other, and politely informs alternate!Kon about a whole lot of things he didn't know he was into in bed in the process

"Kon gets fucked and Lex gets cucked", where Lex was a terrible person who put creepy sexual mental programming and design modifications into Kon when initially creating him and Tim is recruiting Bart and Cassie to help him Fix That via a foursome, as you do

"Kon is not a virgin", where Kon has a history of being sexually assaulted and wants to try having actual healthy and consensual sex in a safe space, and somehow that has ended up in Tim spotting for him and Bernard

"the Core Four just fucking gets it", which is possibly slightly heavier on Bartkon and Cassiekon than Timkon but still very much involves Tim and Kon having kinky SSC sex about Kon's newly-admitted objectification kink

"Tim + clonecest", radical acts of self-love via taking your hot bestie's dick (also Match is there and vaguely annoyed about it, but will definitely be demanding a turn taking said dick)

. . . I, uh, may have a problem, lol. If anyone has any dedicated preferences, please feel free to make your pitch as to why I should go for said preferences.

Alternately, maybe I'll go write the Bartkon sex scene for that one transmasc Kon fic where he accidentally gets knocked up from a one-night stand and Bart volunteers to pretend to be his baby daddy.

[neon-danger]

I don’t know if this has been wrote about before but as a drabble request I have two I’d love to read about one being that hand holding picture they did last year at a friends wedding and two i think a cute one would be kinda a backstory of the horse riding picture from a few thanksgivings ago and I don’t feel like another has ever wrote about either

Okay, a few things:

1) writing backstories for pictures is so damn hard. Like I can write weird shit all day. Shipwreck goes porny? Sure. Alien sex show? Why not? But the second there’s a set narrative I’m like “ah man I don’t even know what to say about it”

2) didn’t Lisa,,,, plan that wedding,,,, I know she was there at the very least,,,, I don’t know that I can write her out of the Drabble entirely, but I also just don’t like to write Lisa being disrespected,,, like that’s still awgs wife bro,,,, it was a cute picture tho but all I really have to say is oops Jack doesn’t have a partner (to my knowledge) and Alex’s partner is busy looks like they got paired up

3) I don’t know anything about horses bro. Uh they’re big and they kinda freak me out a little bit,,,, I think Jack just didn’t know how to ride a horse or they thought it would be silly idk. Like I said writing based on photographs is so fucking hard like ,,, so so so hard,,, I always want to keep the realism aspect like “yeah this could’ve happened” but like also,,, there’s only so many ways to spin a photograph

[witcher-ot3]

List of Iorveth/Roche WiPs

Because somethings I like to torment myself by showing how many fucking things I’m working on. Doesn’t help that lately, I’ve started a new WiP every time I get stuck in another fic. So, in no particular order (literally just how the tabs are ordered in my window lmao), here are all my Iorveth/Roche WiPs

2 fics in the Petals and Stripes ‘verse - one with Roche’s POV straight after and one of the Stripes’ POV as they deal with the aftermath... and try to help their boss woo Iorveth. Surprising no one, they’re terrible at it.

Curse breaking WiP where True Love’s Kiss strong emotion for one’s enemy saves Iorveth’s life. And then he, Roche, and Triss team up to go save the Scoia’tael.

Roche’s POV WiP set before they first meet. Includes some nice knife and blood kink during a face off between Iorveth and Roche. No idea where this one is going.

Eye On You Chapter 3, for which the plan is thigh-fucking. That’s it, that’s all I got.

Fake dating casefic (The Curious Case of the Murivel Resort for Couples). rn they’re playing strip gwent and I somehow signed up to write 5 different gwent games for this 😢

Competitive makeouts (The Chase) rn they’re spiderman kissing, but there’s gonna be a conspiracy plot that Iorveth has to reveal.

New ‘verse involving Iorveth/Roche/Kayran and Roche/Foltest lmao. First WiP is Roche running into Iorveth during his monthly fuckdate with the Kayran... and then joining in. Second WiP is a comparison of Roche’s two relationships and how they make him feel. For some reason, I framed it around the Chivalric Virtues from Blood & Wine and made it a 5+1 lol

Pining and Poignards, a WiP in which there is pining and stabbing lol. A poignard is a type of knife, which Iorveth generously “gifts” to Roche. rn Iorveth is sneaking around the army base and has just caught Roche masturbating. I...only sort of know where I’m going with this one.

Tittyfucking. That’s it, that’s the plot lmao. Iorveth is a lil obsessed with Roche’s chest and attempts to fuck it.

Gross Gremlin Man aka Iorveth prefers Roche nasty and sweaty. Uh... I just started this one and somehow it went from “huh, why do I not mind Roche when he’s all sweaty” to “hmm, I think I’m gonna steal his clothes and smell them while I touch myself” and I’m still working on the transition from one to the other lol

Red is the Rose Chapters 3+4 - Ch3 is about ready for posting, but I’m trying to figure out how much of the events of W2 to cover or if I should just skip all of them and get to the post-W2 plot.

Fun fact: all of those WiPs above are in 1 document because I like to make life difficult for Google Docs. But the other docs are all specific ‘verses (or themes) and these ones are theoretically standalone. Theoretically.

More standalones

Letters - a post-W3 WiP where Roche is running Temeria and hates it and starts receiving letters from Iorveth (sealed with a forget me not in wax).

WiP where they both get captured and imprisoned in a magic cell and whoops, sex ends up happening... and then their teams come rescue them.

Cuddles with the Commander - continuation of Pride of Temeria, where Roche wakes up cuddled up with Pillow Tits and his team.

Fire Breathing - a Meet the Family WiP where Iorveth is hanging with the Stripes and PT decides to demonstrate how to breathe fire. Iorveth is more than slightly freaked out that humans have this ability.

Iorveth gangbang - uh yeah, what it says on the tin. The Blue Stripes take Iorveth apart under Roche’s guidance.

Different first meeting identity porn WiP - they meet in Flotsam just as the Scoia’tael is starting to get formed. Neither knows who the other is, but they have amazing sex and every time they’re in Flotsam together, they meet up again. But Iorveth, of course, leads the Scoia’tael, and Roche has been tasked with hunting them down.

Crones WiP - Roche went to the Crones to plead for his men back. He gets them back - but as ghosts. He also gets assigned to help work on a cure to the Catriona plague, and it turns out one of the people already working on it is Iorveth. I literally just want Blue Stripes ghosts laughing at Roche’s bad flirting, but somehow it’s mostly angst rn ooops

Love Shack WiPs

First Time WiP - this one is so close to being done dammit. It’s actually the first WiP I ever started for this pairing and it just needs like 2 more orgasms aaaaahhhhhh

Medicine WiP - morning after their first time, they have a discussion about scars and medicine and how elven medicine is way better than human medicine. Not at all based on the billions of medical procedures I’m going through or anything.

PWP Ovi WiP - uh yeah, this one is just pure porn. rn Iorveth is giving Roche his eggs and Roche is loving it.

The Picture Says It All - next is gonna be a sketch of Roche hard at work hunched over a desk and Iorveth is all “no, this is wrong, he’s meant to be wielding a sword and fighting me”

The Haunting of Barrack 8B - Adda!! Adda is officially getting introduced in the next part, which is good, ‘cause she’s important in this ‘verse (and in my heart)

Roche builds Iorveth a home WiP - oh yeah, I stalled out because I realized I had to establish Roche and Rinn’s friendship before she could give him a hint about making a nest for Iorveth

Long Live the King - WiP about Roche’s relationship with Foltest, some of what he’s done for the King, how Iorveth feels about it, and then the big finale for this ‘verse, which I will leave secret for now.

Don’t Cry For Me, Temeria WiPs These are only the ones that have actual WiPs started, because believe me, I have a LOT more ideas

(Im)Perfect Strangers ch 27 - time for Roche to step up his wooing. Featuring dinner, dancing, and gift giving. And, of course, it wouldn’t be me without misunderstandings lol.

Between Two Fools Ch 8 - I’m working on getting this out as soon as I can. Just gotta finish writing their sex from the end of (Im)Perfect Strangers ch 26

Unlucky Number Thirteen - I want to write about how he starts spying for Roche and their developing kinda mentorship relationship

Silas’s story - he’s literally JUST joined the Stripes and I need to write how he and Thirteen work closely together but also this poor anxious boy is like 3 seconds from a heart attack at all times rn. It will get better tho.

Earning Your Stripes ch 2 - the first time. This chap will actually have porn! But first I gotta finish writing it lol. Rn Ves and Finch are double teaming Fenn and PT and Thirteen are in subspace cuddling with Roche, but soon they’ll get to join in too.

break (v /brāk/): to destroy someone's resistance - cnc WiP where Iorveth asks Roche to break him - and Roche has a lot of fun doing so as they pretend to fight like they’re still enemies.

Bath House - this was SUPPOSED to be a porny lil thing where Roche talks dirty to Iorveth while they’re stuck being proper for the kids, and then finally they get some alone time. But what it also turned into is that Anais and Thirteen equally hate baths lmao. Boussy loves them tho. He’s a hedonist, while Anais is just bored and Thirteen is like a cat with water.

Tutti Ch 2 - Iorveth begins to compose a symphony for Roche about their love story.

Daggers, Dumplings, and Dresses - the Elihal/Hattori side story. Not gotten much written so far - mostly just Elihal reflecting on his friendship with Iorveth.

The First Rule of Fight Club ch 2 - Ves now has time to think about what Ciaran said about Roche not being worthy of her loyalty. And also about how Ciaran’s skin tasted when she bit him.

Dragonfucking - another PWP WiP featuring a threesome with Saskia... except Roche still doesn’t know about the whole dragon thing, so he’s in for a surprise.

Water Balloon Fight - silly lil WiP where the Scoia’tael and the Blue Stripes have a water balloon fight. PT is the ref.

Baby Mama - lmao yes that is what it’s listed as in my doc. Not gonna say a lot about this, but will probably be a longer piece. Set in the distant future in DCfM,T.

Tempt Not a Desperate Man ‘verse Yeah, does anyone know what this is? It’s the ‘verse that started with Devour What’s Truly Yours and so far has nothing else published oops

Part 2 - in which they actually have to face each other again and figure out where they stand. And then there’s some fisting.

The Chaperon - Iorveth decides to make Roche a chaperon since the last one was sacrificed as a cum rag

Human Bootlicker - Iorveth makes a joke about Roche surrendering on his knees when he gets the upper hand in a fight between the Blue Stripes and the Scoia’tael - and then Roche actually does.

Elven Baths - so it’s kinda a thing in this ‘verse that they end up meeting and fucking in the elven baths in the Flotsam forest. As in, the legend about “if you’re in love, you can still hear the lovers’ sighs in the garden” came to being because Roche is fucking loud lmao. Also, roses of remembrance. 😉

Sort of series fics, but technically stand alone. AKA apparently I decided I wanted to do Themes. 

Theme 1: Possessiveness aka all the kinky sex kinda embarrassed to admit to these which is dumb because fuck shame

Piss fic - uh, kinda what it sounds like? Roche decides to be an asshole and refuses to move out of the way when Iorveth tries to get to the bathroom - and somehow this turns into Iorveth pissing on his crotch.

Come inflation + piss fic - Roche gets a potion that makes him come a lot. Iorveth likes it and wants more.

Possessiveness - Iorveth has feelings about his nemesis and Roche does not know how to feel about this.

Tentacles + Breeding - a tentacle/vine plant instinctively tries to lay its eggs in Roche. Iorveth is not okay with this plant going for his enemy... until it turns out Roche is very much here for it. And also for Iorveth fertilizing the eggs after they’ve been laid.

Dream - Roche dreams about Iorveth being an elven king and himself being essentially Iorveth’s plaything, to use and to show off

Theme 2: King Roche aka hey, wouldn’t it be funny if he ended up in charge? He would hate it so much

Murder husbands - Iorveth breaks into the palace and finds the very unhappy “King” Roche, then they go run away and kill war criminals together. But of course Roche could never abandon Temeria, so he’s still in charge by day. But by night, it’s murder time.

Okay, technically this has like a line written for it, BUT bodyguard AU where Roche knows he’s gonna get assassinated without protection once he becomes king, and only Iorveth is allowed to kill him. So only makes since for Iorveth to become his bodyguard. 

Arranged Marriage AU - inspired by softestpunk’s The Gift, I literally just want cracky fun where they are forced to get married and they hate it but also fall in love. That’s it, that’s the story.

Holy fuck, I have a lot of WiPs. But I think that’s all the Iorveth/Roche ones. Which is not to say I don’t have more, but rn, I am hyperfixated on these idiots, so these are the ones I am actively writing.

[chokefriends]

Hall Pass

ZoSan modern AU fragment with cute boyfriend banter and light bondage. It's just 3+ kinds of trash, porny, giddy and fluffy, I cant stand myself 

Explicit, no warnings.

Read below or on AO3, I’m Ossicle!

Sanji blew through Zoro's front door swinging his keys on one finger, wearing a bloody oxford and a slightly frantic look.

“Mossman, I need a lemon zester and one hell of a hall pass.”

Zoro paused mid-crunch, hanging by the knees in the kitchen doorway, and took out one blaring ear bud. “...Whose ass??”

“Idiot. Move.”

Zoro crunched up so Sanji could get by underneath him. He checked his watch. Weird… the workaholic never left his shop before eight if he could help it. Sanji ran this artisanal butcher shop / charcuterie / whatever, the hipster kind with twelve different ground meat mixtures on ‘tap’ and all these tatted-up, lumberjack-looking shop boys manfully wrangling sausage links in the shopfront. Hence the blood-spattered shirt—chronic nosebleeds.

Zoro twisted around to watch the blond ransack his kitchen drawers, apparently for some ass-related thing.

“Turkey baster somewhere in there, if that's—”

Sanji stopped and shot him a look. “What? No. I'm looking for a lemon zester. And a hall pass… which, let me just say, I VERY fucking deserve after this hell week…”

Zoro plugged the earbud back in and resumed his upside down workout routine. Sanji was just getting himself into one of his rambling Sanji States. Probably just work-related; probably not requiring Zoro's input… He crunched and counted until, a few reps later, a blue eye was suddenly glaring in front of his face.

Sanji tugged an ear bud out of Zoro’s head.

“Lemon zester.”

Zoro dangled, and thought carefully. “The vibrating thing?”

“NO, you houseplant. The thing that's like a cheese grater but with little bitty teeth.”

“...and whose ass is this for?”

Sanji threw the earbud down and went back to tearing apart the kitchen.

Zoro swung down from the door-mounted bar and left him to it. He took a quick shower, and settled in the sectional couch with his sweatpants on and a pile of physio grading next to him. This class he was TAing for was fuckin brutal, tests every week and three exams, all graded by a small team of grad students who were rumored to be robots but were actually masochists. Just constant work; Zoro loved it.

Sanji finally found what he was after and slid over the top of the couch to join the stoic gradbot. He held his prize and looked at Zoro, eyebrows raised expectantly. This usually meant that he thought Zoro was being too stoic and should say something.

“...Bitty cheese grater,” Zoro commented.

“It’s a lemon zester.”

“For what.”

“Getting laid,” Sanji stated matter-of-factly.

Well. It wasn't the weirdest come-on the erratic gourmand had ever tried.

“Okay.” Zoro pulled the pert ass into his lap and went for it.

“Heyhey, hold it, hooold it, that’s not what I came here to… or actually… yeah, hm…” Sanji trailed off as strong hands grabbed at him greedily. His belt buckle clunked to the floor.

“Heh. Lemon zester…” Zoro shook his head. “You don’t have to stash all your weird kitchen stuff here just for an excuse to come over anymore. You know that right, Cook?”

“I know! Just… habit…”

“Mhm.” Zoro focused on the deepening arch of the back in front of him. He pulled the shirttails free and let his hands wander up underneath.

Sanji cleared his throat and tried to focus. “I was tryna ask for a thing, though. Uh…”

“Yeah? Something in particular?”

“Oh yeah, hall pass.”

Zoro paused for a second in case Sanji felt like making this easy and just saying what the hell that was. But the guy was either being coy or was getting distracted by the hand in his pants.

“That a position?” Zoro prompted.

“Hm? No, it's… do you seriously not know what a hall pass is?” Sanji looked over his shoulder.

“Well, sorry if I don't know all the gay lingo like some scene queens—”

He could just feel the force of Sanji's eyeroll. “It's not even! It's such a straight boy thing, you've definitely heard it, bro-y scene like yours. Like ‘bruuuh, Vegas bruh, got a hall pass from the ol ball and chain,’ ugh.”

Zoro frowned. “Great. So am I the bro or the ball and chain.”

Sanji clambered around to face him instead. “Oh my god don't be ugh about it. I'm just observing how your muscle nerd crowd is a whole thing. Don't get off-topic.”

“Well you're the one calling people bros, so—”

“Well you're the one going to grad school for gym, so.”

Sanji crossed his arms. He was doing his pout thing, as though Zoro was the one being difficult. And he was still all disheveled and covered in blood… A familiar tic went through Zoro's eye at the exact same time as that other tic went through his dick.

“Other way. Face the other fuckin way.” Zoro turned the blond away from him and got back to work on his pants.

“Nope, you're dealing with this FACE.” Sanji stubbornly resisted.

They ended up on the floor really quickly, as usual, Sanji trying to mush his face against Zoro’s, and the latter trying to pin him facedown. It did kinda seriously irritate Zoro that his superior crunch power didn’t seem to count for anything against the noodle-boned butcher. The guy knew it, too, and liked to aggravate his sparring partner with non-standard moves.

“If I give you a forehead-hickey, I win,” the clinging blond declared.

“NO.”

“C’mere, sexy forehead.”

“NO.”

It fuckin paid off once Zoro did get him under control, though. The satisfaction was nigh euphoric. This time Zoro got the butcher’s hands behind his back and a knee in his spine, and Sanji gave up his squirming with a laugh. He hmmed against the rug and allowed his hands to be secured with the ever-ready bandana. He was hard and eager when Zoro turned him back over and settled heavily overtop of him, smothering him with a deep kiss.

“It’s been a second,” Sanji breathed when Zoro let up.

“Yeah. I’ll go slow.”

“Mm. Kay but how about not slow.”

“Heh…”

Zoro went ahead and ignored that request. He liked to draw out the lead-in once he’d gotten to this point, to get back at the guy for all his ridiculous shit, but also because Sanji just got more and more fuckable the more desperate and disheveled he got.

Sanji blew his long curtain of blond hair out of his eyes and glared down at the too-slow proceedings between his knees. “Put the fucking dick in your mouth, fucking put. The fucking dick. In your fucking… ah!… fuck, ah…”

That was the third finger, and Zoro let himself grin a little. He watched the long limbs tense and un-tense as he eased his hand in and out. He gave the needy dick another swift, brief massage with his tongue, and stifled a laugh when Sanji kicked him.

“You want me to fucking beg??”

“Yeah, I’m a fan of that,” Zoro nodded his encouragement.

“DICK IN YOUR MOUTH.”

“That’s not begging…”

“DICK,” Sanji insisted.

Zoro laughed and came up to kiss the irate butcher. “...Dick??”

“Dick.”

With his slight smile widening into a full-on grin, Zoro got up so he was straddling Sanji’s shoulders. The blue eye widened, “Not THAT di—hhhhnnnck”

“Hm what?”

Sanji gave a deeply sarcastic roll of his eyes. He couldn’t say much else, though.

Zoro eased in deeper, feeling himself gradually hardening in the wet mouth with its quick tongue.

“C’mon, get me hard.” He pulled back a little so Sanji could swallow and adjust his head, then pushed in deep enough to nudge the back of his throat. “C’mon. You want me to fuck your throat? Suck.”

A cocky eyebrow challenged him to do just that, and Zoro obliged. He watched the smooth lips strain around his cock and the blue eyes start to water. Zoro fit a hand around the back of his neck and angled it way up, so he could hold him still and fuck down into his face. Sanji started making those urgent sounds he was after, and he felt himself edging already… fuck.

“Mm! Mmmm!!… ah!” Sanji’s eyes were screwed shut and his mouth wide open, gasping air, as Zoro pulled out of his mouth and hurried to get a condom on and lube himself up.

“Face or floor?”

“Face, cuz deal with it,” Sanji determined, stubborn streak still fully intact despite his flustered flush.

“Fair.” Zoro left him on his back.

He parted the well-toned thighs and braced a hand on each one, pressing Sanji's legs so wide apart they were touching the floor. God, this body was just made to be fucked, it was so smooth and yielding. Zoro’s dick found the tight hole, and it opened up around him just as smoothly.

“Fuck,” he groaned, steadying himself, “I can’t believe how flexible you are. I could do anything to you…”

Sanji made a little scoffing noise between heavy breaths. “Think you could you shut up and fuck me, though?”

Zoro leaned into him suddenly and heavily, without answering. That got a harsh intake of breath, but it wasn’t yet the desperate gasping he was going for. He canted his hips and dragged out frustratingly slow. He really wanted to let go and just… fucking pound the hell out of the trim, pliable body. Just as much as Sanji wanted him to do it. But he was the disciplined one, here, and also, holding out on the other was a pleasure in itself.

He slid into that perfect heat over and over, deliberate and deep, until the blond’s voice got that wild edge to it. He was as vocal when he was being fucked as the rest of the time, and it got to Zoro just as much. In a good way—Zoro usually prided himself on being all quietly composed during sex, but Sanji had this way of completely letting himself go, and taking the other with him.

“Zoro, Z-zoro ah! Ahh!”

“Shit… ah, fuck, Cook…” Zoro gathered up both legs and hooked them over his shoulder, so he could fold Sanji almost in half and sink straight down into him. Their faces were close together, they were breathing each other’s air, hardly even hearing what was being gasped out between breaths. Sanji was saying something like “Want you, want you, want you,” and Zoro was probably just saying “Cook” and “fuck,” but even he wasn’t sure.

“I’m gonna come,” Zoro gasped out finally.

“Fuckin cmon then, ah…”

It felt like he could just come and come like this. Everything was so tight and hot, Sanji was kissing him and he was getting lightheaded. Zoro waited until his ears stopped ringing and his blood pressure went down a little. He opened his eyes to Sanji’s flushed face, still glassy-eyed with need. He loosened the bandana and shuffled down to put that dick in his mouth, as requested.

“Yes… fuck…” Sanji twisted out of the ties and crossed his arms under his head, shuffling until he was comfortable.

They’d been fucking for a few months now, more and more regularly, and Zoro pretty much knew how to get him off any time. It was better to make him wait a little, though. Winding the guy up so tight like this, he'd go over the edge like a ton of bricks. Zoro swallowed him down smoothly and then pulled back off until he was massaging the head with his tongue, sucking hard. He jammed two fingers into his ass at the same time, hard and even, like Sanji wanted when he was close. And he was so, so close right now… He’d hooked both legs over Zoro’s shoulders and was hanging on, tensed and swearing.

He came and was wordless for a full minute while Zoro worked every last drop out of him with the same steady insistence.

“...Unnh… hh…”

Zoro grinned to himself a little as he caught it all in his mouth. Catching Sanji’s eye, he licked stray drops from his fingers and swallowed it all with deliberate relish.

“Fuck… that’s hot,” Sanji commented, letting out a spent laugh and flexing the feeling back into his toes.

“Mm…” Zoro sighed and sat up to consider his own state. His dick was half-hard again, come leaking down inside the condom. He watched Sanji lying back and trying to recover his head, still all hazy and addled with pleasure. So fucking fuckable.

He pulled the blond over by the arm and nipped his ear.

“Ah!”

“Can I do it hard?”

“I dunno. Can you?” Sanji needled him. “Ow.”

Zoro gave a soothing suck at the chomped ear. “I dunno, can I?”

“Haha… mmm. Floor?”

“Yeah…” Zoro moved on to sucking at his neck urgently, massaging what was now a fully hard erection.

Sanji laughed at him. He turned over facing the floor and braced on his forearms while Zoro fit a new condom on. “I should make you beg instead. Shitty dog, practically humping my leg.”

He quieted for a moment as Zoro pushed him flat and ground into him in one insistent push.

Sanji steadied himself and chuckled, “Ahh… haha. Here, boy. Now sit—mff!”

Lying atop of him like this, Zoro had his hands free, so he clamped one over Sanji’s mouth.

“Shhh… stay. Good boy.”

Sanji huffed an outraged sigh through his nose at the order. But by the way he moaned into Zoro's hand and arched his back into Zoro's driving thrusts, he was probably gonna come again soon.

“Why do you always wanna cuddle on the floor?” Sanji teased him, afterward. “There’s pillows right up there. I got them for a reason.”

“Just stay still a second,” Zoro mumbled from somewhere between Sanji's shoulder blades, thick arms wrapped around the narrow waist.

“I wanna smoke.” Sanji was already fidgeting and trying to get up.

Zoro tightened his arms so he was stuck.

“Why the floor, is all I'm saying,” Sanji objected.

“Well you're the one who likes to fuck on the floor, so.”

“Well you're the one who flips furniture when they get too into it, so.”

Zoro grinned to himself. “Yeah… You make yourself hell to wrangle, to be fair.” He shifted up a little so he could hook his chin over Sanji's shoulder.

Sanji laughed. “You like it.”

“Mm. I like fucking you into the ground, yeah.”

“Ah...” Sanji shifted and exhaled sharply at the lips on his neck. “You angling for another round? That why we're still down here in the fuck zone?”

“Nah, just comfortable.” Zoro let up his hold a little, so Sanji could turn in his arms and settle in facing him. “Hey, so what's this ass thing you want?”

“Hall. Pass.” Sanji sighed, and then swallowed. He was suddenly tense in Zoro's arms. “Uh. So first of all, the lemon zester. I need it to lend to this… individual? So I have an excuse to go over and say heyy? Cuz earlier he was kinda like, heyyyy, lookin for a lemon zester. And this is NOT how I normally do things, okay. I'm pretty much the king of cling. But this guy is Christian Slater-level exceptional, and it'll be just once because honestly I'm getting a Christian-Slater-in-Heathers vibe more than anything and that is a sometimes-food…”

Zoro listened for a while, then counted to ten once he'd gotten lost, and tried to get back into the conversation. “...what?”

Sanji frowned. “What part is unclear.”

“The… hall pass.”

“Jesus Christ,” Sanji muttered to the ceiling.

“No, literally just use words that go together.”

“I have been! I've been so patient and thorough!”

Zoro reached for his sweatpants, lying on Sanji's other side. “I'll just fucking Google it. Gimme my phone.”

“N-no wait. Uh!” Sanji extended a long leg and kicked the pants across the room.

“...This is getting weird,” Zoro growled, getting up. “Did you not eat all day again? You know it's real ironic how often you forget to feed yourself.”

“I did forget but that's not the issue here!”

“Let go of my leg.”

“No!”

Zoro sighed at the weirdo hugging his ankle. “Okay. What's a hall pass.”

“It's when you ask your otherwise committed, exclusive partner for a one-time go-ahead to bang someone else because Christian Slater wants to get in your pants and it's a fucking sin to pass that up!”

Zoro sat down heavily on the couch. Sanji slowly came to sit next to him, legs folded and hands in lap.

“One-time,” Sanji insisted. “Christian Slater.”

“...actual Christian Slater?”

“Oh, uh, no, I just mean he's really hot and kinda weird.”

Zoro rubbed his head, his mind grappling with several, very urgent aspects of this matter. There was one part that really stuck out, though.

“So you'd say we're… exclusive? And stuff?” Zoro wondered, a little wild-eyed.

Sanji frowned. “Aren't we? Wait, are you—”

“Nono, I'm not seeing anyone else. I just mean like, we're… in a committed thing? You'd say?”

“Oh. Yeah,” Sanji confirmed, just realizing that he'd maybe skipped several steps in this whole talk. “Yeah, like, dating.”

“Oh, okay.”

Sanji was getting flustered again. “I mean, I guess I don't know if you wanna be… that way. We don't have to. It's so status quo, right? Ugh, haha, very not radical haha…”

“Nono, it's good. That's good.”

Zoro wasn't sure what else to say, and Sanji was looking at him expectantly, so he gave him a little peck.

Sanji seemed to accept this. “Okay good. Good talk. Um. So… all of it is good?”

“All of what.”

“Can I… the hall pass?”

Zoro frowned and thought. “Oh that. I don't know. I need to think some more.”

Sanji shuffled a little and Zoro realized he was stealing a look at the clock. “How much more.”

“Well more than a few fucking minutes!”

“Hour?”

“You're planning to go right now??”

“I was… Um.” Blue eyes wandered around the room. “Or not. If that's weird.”

“You’re weird. You're always so weird.” Zoro grumbled, trapping him in another bear hug and toppling them both to the couch. Sanji huffed but Zoro held on, an unfamiliar feeling making him stubborn.

Sanji waited til the count of ten, then went about disentangling himself from the other, anxious for a smoke.

“Let go of my leg,” Sanji complained.

“No.”

“Are you getting clingy?”

“No…”

He laughed. “Monosyllabic Marimo.”

Zoro wasn't budging on the time-to-think issue, so Sanji had to message whoever it was to postpone the lemon zester handoff. He'd already delegated things at the shop, so he actually had a rare evening free. He made snacks, and Zoro dragged the duvet over to the couch.

“So Christian Slater is a psychopath,” Zoro offered his thoughts on the nonsense movie they were watching, “But also, the Heathers seem like a high school Resident Evil situation. I'd purge with fire too.”

“Um, Christian Slater is a misunderstood super sweetheart with a minor murder problem,” Sanji objected. “And the Heathers are fabulous beyond reproach.”

“Her scrunchie matches her lipstick,” Zoro complained.

“That’s how you know she's a powerbitch.”

“I could tell from the shoulder pads.”

They watched Christian Slater shoot some more frat boys.

“Okay, not terrible,” Zoro approved by the end. “But I'm not convinced that Christian Slater should be allowed to fuck anyone, let alone MY otherwise exclusive, committed… thing.”

“You can say boyfriend,” Sanji offered.

“... 'Boyfriend,’” Zoro tried the word out, and immediately felt that stubbornness spike again. “Hmph.”

“Well this actual guy’s not a psycho killer, okay? He just… likes to give the impression that he is?”

“You're not selling this super well,” Zoro informed him.

Sanji considered the matter. “Well, what if you met the guy and saw that he was okay? You might already know him, actually, we have friends in common.”

“I doubt that,” Zoro grouched. “Who is it then.”

“Okay so you know your stupid orc-looking friend with the hair?”

Zoro spat out his cucumber water. “KIDD is Christian Slater??”

“Oh my god NO. It's his boy-thing, not him. As if I'd let that get its dick in me, plllease. He literally clanks when he walks.”

“He’d just be getting his dick in you by proxy,” Zoro put on his own pout face. “And I didn't know he had a boy-thing.”

“Yeah, apparently Christian Slater is into orc ass…”

Something occurred to Zoro. “This guy's a top?”

Sanji thought. “I guess…? He made it pretty clear how he'd like to do me in particular, so I assume—”

“Whoooaa, what if Kidd's a bottom,” Zoro interrupted.

“Hah. I doubt it. He’s always talking like he's the one getting his dick in everyone and everything… Christian Slater’s probably vers.”

“Nope, Kidd's a pillow-biter, it's settled,” Zoro settled back smugly. “And I can leg-press more than him.”

He got a pillow thrown at his smug green head by an exasperated boyfriend. “Yeah, yeah, you're supreme dick, dumbass. Biggest, sweatiest package around. Fucking typical top...”

“Damn right,” Zoro caught the next pillow. “Well I'm feeling rosier about this whole hall pass thing.”

Sanji paused with a cushion in hand and raised a flawless eyebrow. “Really? I literally just had to talk up your little guy?”

“Yeah, heh. Just make sure Christian Slater knows how monster this meat be.” Zoro patted his junk.

“I’ll bring it to his attention,” Sanji shook his head. But then he laughed and put his head on Zoro's lap. “Boyfriend,” he murmured.

“Boyfriend,” Zoro affirmed.

[phoenixyfriend]

Brooding Lotor

I need y’all to imagine Lotor as this post.

(This is an edited form of a conversation I had in the Lotor discord. Most of the commentary was by @myhyperfixations and @la-regina-scrive.)

Pidge is the smallest and I have a weakness for that friendship so like... Lotor just getting into a Mood, and aggressively cuddling her and refusing to let her be hurt by anyone.

Confusion abounds.

He's sitting cross-legged on the ground, Pidge in his lap, hands folded together on top of her head and glaring at anyone who comes nearby.

Pidge's eyes are wide, she still hasn't fixed her glasses, her position is getting awkward because she's been too confused since ending up in this situation to MOVE.

IDK what triggers this situation but we could just go the usual route and say it's some weird Galra mating cycle. I think PMS makes some IRL folk extra maternal? So... when in doubt, aliens.

The vibe is very “This is my child now, I’m their parent.” He kinda just glares at everyone that comes by, probably just playing out on the castleship.

The paladins gather round and like... try to figure out what's going on? Without causing a scene? At first it’s because they're worried Pidge might get hurt and then because they're just too damn confused.

Matt shows up and just "Uh... can I have my little sister back?"

Lotor: [hissing noise] Matt: I'll take that as a no. Pidge: I need to go to the bathroom, this is really awkward, GUYS.

(She is mildly surprised that Lotor doesn't try to escort her there.)

(He kind of wanders off.)

(And then languishes in Kaltenecker's room for a while?)

(Everyone is still really confused.)

It’s possible that Lotor is just as confused as they are. He hasn’t exactly had a lot of Small And Cuddly friends.

Unless.

HE DID THIS ON THE ALTEAN COLONY.

“Oh, you have... small Alteans."

"Yes, we had some children a few decafoebs back!"

[three days later]

"Should we--"

"Maybe just watch? It's Lotor, we can trust him, right? They'll be okay."

"He hissed at--"

"I know. I know."

(The boy be hissy.)

"Lotor's throwing a hissy fit," has an entirely different meaning than for anyone else. Just... for the record. He just straight-up actually hisses at people like an angry house cat.

When Pidge is unavailable, the nearest Smol Paladin fills the space.

(At one point, much later, someone mentions this to the Gals.)

("Yeah," Zethrid says. "He used to do that to Acxa and Ezor. Then we just started giving him Kova.")

(Zethrid does not mention that she has done this to every single one of her teammates herself, including Lotor.)

(Narti just sits nearby when Lotor gets Kova. Sometimes Kova and Lotor hiss at people simultaneously, and she is the lone exception.)

At some point...

Krolia: Has anyone seen my son? Lance: Yeah, so, Lotor's having a hissy fit and we threw Keith at him. Give it a few hours. Krolia: He's... what? Lance: Keith is getting cuddles, that's all you need to-- Krolia: EXPLAIN USING REAL WORDS

Just imagine Keith sitting in Lotor’s lap with his arms crossed, looking like he’s gonna murder someone as soon as this is over. You're the egg now, Keith.

Lotor in a mood will grab anyone developmentally younger than him and small enough to cuddle and just be like This Is My Child for a few hoursThe only ones that get out of it are Coran (old), Shiro/Kuron (good at escaping and also Adult Enough To Not Count), Allura (trips the wrong switches), and mostly Matt (he's never there).

Matt still gets caught once, though.

I was going to say that Hunk gets out of it because he's too big to cuddle like a child, but like... Lotor's, what, seven feet tall? Eight? Lotor doesn't give a shit, Hunk gets cuddles.

Of course, any mating cycle in fiction is bound to have a porny side and that's where Kuron comes in and that's not going to involve anyone getting the You Are Now My Child cuddles.

Like... eventually, when Lotor gets hissy, instead of throwing the next person in line at him (no way, Pidge, I did it last time, it’s your turn), they just tell Ryou to take care of his purple space-cat of a boyfriend.

Three days of Lotor cuddling the nearest not-quite-adult and then he and Ryou just disappear for a day.

You may be thinking that this means that Galra fathers are supposed to to be protective and affectionate and making yourself sad.

BUT

WE'RE GOING TO IGNORE ALL ZARKON-RELATED INTERPRETATIONS OF THIS HEADCANON

MIGHT I INSTEAD INTREST YOU IN VARIOUS BLADES, INCLUDING KOLIVAN, CUDDLING KEITH ON THEIR CYCLE DAYS SINCE HE'S PHYSICALLY HUMAN IN APPEARANCE AND THUS FUN-SIZED BY GALRA STANDARDS.

Imagine Kolivan and the other Blades cuddling the shit out of Keith. Imagine one of them doing it to LOTOR.

If Zarkon won't cuddle Lotor, then all the new friends will.

Someone in the Lotor discord brought up Dayak, and... I personally do not believe Dayak has a cuddly bone in her body. I mean, I suppose she MIGHT have, at one point.

But she's pretty much the peak example of "Galra will stamp out any and all weaknesses, even if they're natural, through childhood pain,” so I imagine she might have trained herself out of it?

Whereas Lotor's biggest issue is that he was rarely around children enough to actually feel the brooding urge, so he never actually had the CHANCE to train himself out of that one.

Lotor: What is that? Altean: A... a child? Lotor: I see... -three days later- Lotor: [hissing at anyone that comes near his sudden collection of Smol Alteans]

[emmelfish]

Did somebody say 7 Year Hiatus?

Poker... is Joker... with a P. COINCIDENCE?

(shuffles nervously into internet light) Uh... hello.

Screenshot from the downtown outing idiotic Daniel invited his sister on which I foolishly let her accept. Thank goodness I’d installed the anti-jealousy mod otherwise this would have been a freaking bloodbath.

Wow, has it really been 7 years? It is I, Emmelfish, of oh-so-brief Sim storytelling back in the days of Livejournal. Way back then I started off a little Strangetown-based soap called We’re on a Road to Nowhere - I thoroughly enjoyed making it, but man, overall, it was NAHT GUD. Some of it I was really proud of, some of it I went massively off the rails with (I wanted to bring other ‘hoods into it when I went the Uberhood route but I had no idea how to plan that out, plus, some of the plotlines were massively problematic. My tendency to force Erin and Vidcund together being a prime example. Seriously, they have zero in common, and you can’t buy chemistry).

From back in the day. What was I thinking, that shit looks creepy and revenge-porny no matter which way you spin it. Plus ya gotta at least TRY to diversify the abundance of blond in Strangetown. Also let’s have a moment of silence for the in-game camera.

Anyway, I think my last entry in that saga was like... 2011? And many things changed then... the game crashed like every 5 minutes, a four year relationship ended, a new one began with my best friend of all time, we got married in 2013 (oh, he bought me The Sims 3 in 2012 btdubs and I dunno, it just kinda left me cold)... Fast forward to 2014 when the Ultimate Collection was released and I was all ‘holy SHIT I looooved The Sims 2 let’s get back on that horse I wanna make that University saga I always thought about’; we installed it onto my husband’s desktop computer, and then I copied over some of the CC I’d backed up onto an external hard drive, and I’m not even kidding, his PC imploded. We had it looked at, and the tech guys said they’d never seen anything like it ever before. It was destroyed. How does a game and CC that had worked fine on my laptop that should have been collecting its pension by my last posts of WOARTN (before shitting itself with crashes all the goddamn time) melt the inside of a far more powerful machine? The Sims works in mysterious ways. So that dream was over.

Hamfisted posebox usage was hamfisted on Lazlo’s wedding night in 2011. Pray for Erin’s liquid knee, weak as her liquid eyeliner.

Lots more happened in life, e.g. in 2016 WE BIRTHED OUR FIRST FURCHILD heisthebestdogintheworld, 2017 we moved our tiny family of three from the north west of the UK (grey and drizzly) to Strangetown, cough, I mean, Arizona in the US (hot as balls, I’m never putting a Strangetown or Viper Canyon character in a sweater ever-a-fucking-gain unless it’s early morning and Sim January or February), with my job. Somewhere between my job getting hella stressful and randomly seeing an ad for all the Sims 2 games ever released on Mac (dat Super Collection doe) via the app store, I just remembered how much this silly, wonderful, crazy, complex game used to make me feel better if I was anxious or depressed. So what the heckers, I bought the thing. (Sadly it wasn’t free like Ultimate Collection, and it’s a shame they never released further SPs and EPs for Mac because the game looks freaking fab on it. Case in point.)

No photo editing or anything! Pretty colors! Haha, yep I actually had my fave OTP get together and let those crazy kids breed and everything when I was playing with Super Collection, one of the million times I had to restart it because it kept getting borked. This pic is peak Chloe, I die. ‘Why do you have to go into labor when I’m celebrating my promotion, you’re so selfish.’ Casual Seasons-themed ad on the TV.

I fell in love all over again. And then I discovered that the LJ community I loved back when had mostly moved to Tumblr and were still producing beautiful things with this beautiful game and it was like the best kind of comfort food, it was like coming home. 

Actually let’s take a moment to appreciate some more of the Mac magic.

Chloe’s grey hair turn-on really working itself hard right there 

Another potential elderly suitor right behind her. Lola has clearly had enough of her sister’s shit as per

#JustNannyThings

But trying to do everything I always did on my ancient Acer laptop was really hard on Mac (legitimately, @bunsim is a scholar and a saint for figuring out the monstrous file issues with Mac and putting that guide together). I checked my Origin account out of curiosity and no longer had Ultimate Collection in there for some reason, and even though I couldn’t play it, I said to EA’s chat, ‘What gives? I used to have that,’ and they promptly put it back into my account.

So I wanted to play it. Like, really bad. IT WAS RIGHT THERE.

Thus, I purchased a PC for the first time since the early noughties. (This may be the most reckless thing I’ve ever done and that makes me a Grade A nerd, and I’m okay with that.)

And now I want to read all your wonderful things and post hopefully wonderful things and I do hope you’ll have me.

So...

Hai Simblr!

[sirsapling]

Another Ask Game

I was tagged for this by the amazing group of @festiveferret, @ashes0909 and @bardingbeedle

Name: N/A in the process of changing it  Nicknames: Sap, Sapling, you little shit, there are many. Gender: Trans Male Star sign: Aries Height: 5′7  Time: It was 16:30PM but then I stopped to read the new chapter of almeno tu nell'universo by @silkspectred so now its 19:10 (sue me it requires a slow read and then i had to eat). If you aren’t reading this story you fucking should be it’s gold and makes me feel things I haven't felt in a long time. Birthday: April 9th Fav bands: Cold play, The killers, Take that Fav solo artist(s): I kinda just listen to whatever comes along, I collect my music like a weird magpie, so I can’t think of one specifically Song stuck in my head: She Moves In Her Own Way - The Kooks Last movie I watched: Paddington 2. It was okay, I’ll fight anyone who say’s he’s better than winne the pooh Last show I watched: Last week Tonight with John Oliver. Its been a shit week and thats my favourite and comfort show When did I create my blog: well, My first post wasn't until 2017 but according to my email’s I created this blog in roughly may 2015. So I lurked for a while. Last thing I googled: ‘red saleen s7′ There was a porny and enlightening conversation in the 616 discord about Cop!Steve being bent over the hood of said car by tony. We have fun over there. Do I have another blog: nope, but I may be transitioning this blog into an art blog and opening a separate blathering blog, or the other way around. Do I get asks: Not often, and I’d love to get more! I’m chatty as hell you guys I’m always ready to talk. Especially about SteveTony. Why I chose my URL: This has been my user name for the past like 4 years? maybe 5? on Deviant Art and Twitter so it felt natural for it to be here. Following: 120 Followers: 376! So close to 400. Avg. hours of sleep: either 2 or 8 no in-between, #artstudentlife Lucky number(s): 1610, though writing with @festiveferret is starting to make me look for 89 all the time  Instruments: I have a grade 1 qualification in the tenor horn, but I stopped playing just before I hit grade 2 because I didn't think I practiced enough to deserve taking the chance to play from another kid. What am I wearing: A nasa apollo 5 shirt and some grey shorts. Its pre deadline weekend and I’m in all the pain so fuck real clothes Dream job: I want to draw comic books or illustrate children's books Dream trip: Canada! which I might be going to in July knock on wood! Fav food: argh I always have a different answer to this but right now its popcorn, sweet and salted, from a bag and not the microwave. I’ve had cravings like crazy for it recently because my mental state is in the drain Nationality: British Fav song right now: Fill My Little World - The Feeling Hogwarts house: Ravenclaw. I tested again recently and got Hufflepuff on the official website but fuck it I got Ravenclaw on the Cambridge made test and Im holding onto it Fav animals: BEARS OR SHARKS, AWESOME CREATURES Dog or cat person: Dog’s but I still like cats, I’m just always worried I might pet them wrong Blankets you sleep with: normal duvet, sometimes on top of it if I'm too hot, but I’ve also slept in a chair with like a kids avengers blanket so I dont think I’m picky Why you got a blog: uhhhh I think I wanted to like, follow some people from deviant art but then just never really used it?? until @hellogarbagetime started posting and I wanted to be able to like, respond and like that stuff, then I just stuck around because it was way better than DA Top (3) fav characters: Tony Stark, Steve rogers and idk if it counts bc he’s around for like 4 seconds but the more ults and make the more attached I’m getting to Anthony the gem/tumour. He’s a special boy. No. of posts: 404 Pokemon team: Last time I played it was Primarina, Raichu, Froslass, Lurantis, Mudsdale and Kommo-o  Fav color: Blue Relationship status: Single Lip- or chapstick: I don't tend to think about it but you’d never see me in lipstick so chapstick for when its dry.  Last song I listened to: Swim - Fickle Friends Top (3) shows: Last week tonight, Parks & Rec, and Brooklyn Nine Nine. Top (3) ships: Stevetony and I don’t really ship anything else actively but uh bucky/nat and rhodey/carol are always nice Books I’m reading: uhhhhhh shit last thing i was reading was the 4th ASOIAF book?? I’ve been really fucking busy man.

tagging: see, the problem with being friends with a largish group of people who are also friends is I can’t keep track of who’s already done it and y’all have already all fucking tagged each other, SO IF YOU SEE THIS AND YOU WANT TO DO IT, take this as your tag.

[laurabwrites]

2, 4, 5, 8, 14, 18, 20, 22, 24, 31, 36, 49, 54 (so many)

2. Where is your favorite place to write?

Couch. I should write more often at the office desk or kitchen table because I sit better and am more productive. But the couch is comfortable, allows me to change how I’m sitting to get more comfortable, and the has easy access to power cables for my computer without draping cables all over the floor, in the way of everything.

4. Do you have any writing habits/rituals?

I’m sure I do, I’m just not conscious of what they are. Perhaps trying to pet the kitty and still write when the kitty comes over to snuggle in the crook of my arm trapped between the couch and my computer.

5. Top five formative books?

Hoooo-boy. Uh. The Hobbit (and a few years later The Lord of the Rings Trilogy), Stranger in a Strange Land / The Moon is a Harsh Mistress, The Clan of the Cave Bears, the copy of The Illiad I read with my Dad, and Catch-22.

I tried to keep that to books I remember reading in middle or high school. Trust me there’s a lot more from college on.

8. Do you have any writing buddies or critique partners?

No writing buddies, although that’d be a good thing (I’m… not great… at networking). I do have a critique partner I intermittently exchange writing project with — John Hamilton over on Scribophile. Go check out his work. My partner reads all my work after I write it and sometimes has suggestions, but he’s not a writer and consistently tells me he’s not sure what to look for or how to make suggestions to improve things. So, he’s my first reader :D

14. What does it take for you to be ready to write a book? (i.e. do you research? outline? make a playlist or pinterest board? wing it?)

Outline and list of things I need to research. If I’m novelizing an RPPR episode (frequently), I also need a transcription of the episode.

18. Tell us about that one book you’ll never let anyone read

I haven’t written it yet… Possibly something that I’m still kicking around off of a MonsterHearts idea. In my head it’s kinda porny, which I have never written before. So, it’s not that it’d be porn as to why I wouldn’t show anyone, it’s that it’d be my first (and therefore probably bad) attempt at porn. Quality control is important.

20. Any advice for young writers/advice you wish someone would have given you early on?

Just write. Write as much as you can. Just get to the end of the story. You’re going to learn how to get better by doing it a lot, by learning to edit, and by learning to critique other folks’ writing. 

22. Tell us about the books on your “to write” list

Fuck, there’s a lot of those.

The Night Clerk (and all the other one-shot episodes of RPPR I think would make interesting novellas)

An Eclipse Phase setting travelogue/adventure/heist story

A soulmarks Regency England AU

A Children’s ABC Primer on Good Citizenship

MonsterHearts inspired Witch, Demon-Ridden, Werewolf dark post-crime study

24. Do you remember the moment you decided to become a writer/author?

When I finished listening to The Wages of Sin and thought “Man, that would make a good noir novel.

…

Shit, I’m going to have to be the one to write it. Damn it.” 

::wandered off to start transcribing the episode.

31. Top five favorite books in your genre?

American Gods, Good Omens, Small Gods / Night Watch, The Curse of Chalion, and Ancillary Justice

36. Post a snippet

Constantine repressed a sigh as he heard young Commissar Pytor Moltinova shift his weight uncomfortably in the lengthening silence. Obviously the academic had never had a run-in with Kimmel before or he’d have already encountered this petty tactic of staring down a subordinate while whittling with a finka knife. Constantine had to admit the results looked good. Already, the small wooden zoo on the table behind Kimmel held a lion, a bear, and a wolf; the unfinished one in Kimmel’s hands was beginning to look horse-shaped. Several more seconds ticked by, and a few more curls of wood joined their brothers in the ashtray under Kimmel’s hands. Constantine continued to hold Kimmel’s gaze in the deathly silent office. Truly, if Kimmel preferred to keep Constantine out of the cold February wind to engage in a staring contest, well, it was probably going to be the most relaxing part of Constantine’s entire week.

49. Favorite fictional world?

Ibra, from The Curse of Chalion, Paladin of Souls, The Hallowed Hunt, and the Penric and Desdemona novellas. Not to live in, but I love to read stories in it.

54. Favorite first line/opening you’ve written?

“It’s not my fault! The octopus started it.”

[orionsangel86]

throughfireandice replied to your post “I'm pretty new to spn and i'm kinda wondering if any of the cast knows...”

you forgot that it's also (imo) wildly ooc. but yeah can't agree more.

Lol Yes I also feel it is wildly ooc and I’m glad you agree

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treefrogie84 replied to your post “I'm pretty new to spn and i'm kinda wondering if any of the cast knows...”

the first time i contemplated reading it, someone described it as Forrest Gump with more angst and without the decent soundtrack. I uh... ran off to Down to Agincourt instead.

*i take that back it was forest gump with less joy

Heh yeah the Forrest Gump rip off is apparently quite clear. I still haven’t read Down to Agincourt because I can’t quite stomach Endverse!Cas but I hear he is portrayed really well in that fic.

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nikoshine replied to your post “I'm pretty new to spn and i'm kinda wondering if any of the cast knows...”

Just don't show fics to the cast period. I don't understand why it's so complicated to understand. If they wanted to read one they'd look for it themselves. Not all fans want to read fics so don't expect the cast to want to read them either.

Totally agree. I don’t think we should be showing the cast  fanfics or talking about fanfics with them as they are not going to want to know about it. Especially if those fics are smutty - I mean do you really think Jensen and Misha are going to want to read explicit pornography about their characters? I know they ain’t at all innocent “Chinese Chair” pfft, but still, its a bit different. Same goes for porny or explicit fanart. By all means be proud of your work, but if its pornographic keep it well away from the cast. 

(on a completely different note if I was an actress in a popular show I would LOVE to read fanfic about myself and my character... because hell yeah that would be awesome... but I am of a fandom mentality and totally used to the smutty stuff.)

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postmodernmulticoloredcloak replied to your post “I'm pretty new to spn and i'm kinda wondering if any of the cast knows...”

doesn't it frame cas getting aids as the consequence of him, like, 'letting himself go' because of depression and missing dean or whatever, almost like it was his fault because he wasn't careful, like it's your fault if you got aids in the 80s??

So I have heard. Its basically completely problematic and hence I don’t think it “honours” Cas’s character one bit. I also think it makes Dean into a total jackass and doesn’t do a great job of portraying PTSD properly either. But hey, these are my opinions. Best thing to do is just not read it and hope it goes away (wishful thinking pfft)

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destielonfire replied to your post “I'm pretty new to spn and i'm kinda wondering if any of the cast knows...”

i started reading this fic and couldn't get past the first 3k or so...didn't like the characterisation or the writing style at all

Sounds like you did what I did. I read the first two chapters then skimmed to get the jist of the story and hated it. I just don’t understand its popularity, usually even if a fic ain’t written really well or has a few flaws I can at least get through it but I jut failed to remain focused and spent all my time rolling my eyes whilst reading. How is it so popular??

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grey2510 replied to your post “I'm pretty new to spn and i'm kinda wondering if any of the cast knows...”

THANK YOU.

Heh - someone had to say it!

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untamedpassages replied to your post “I'm pretty new to spn and i'm kinda wondering if any of the cast knows...”

bless you

Aww shucks I thought you guys would be mad at me!

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awed-frog replied to your post “I'm pretty new to spn and i'm kinda wondering if any of the cast knows...”

YES

I’m laughing right now because I hesitated posting that post because it is such a ridiculously popular fic that I honestly thought I would just get people protesting my opinion and getting mad at me. I am amazed that so many others also find this fics popularity fucking annoying. What has completely baffled me is how popular it is. If we all can’t stand the bloody thing then why the hell is it still number one on AO3? (with rumours that they may publish it god forbid) Could this become the destiel fandoms fucking Fifty Shades? (hopefully not because of Forrest Gump plagiarism LOL) or even worse.... our “My Immortal”? *shudders*. I just don’t get it. I will never get it. At least I have finally gotten this off my chest though because honestly I think it was considered like a major taboo not to like this stupid thing in this fandom which is ridiculous really. Anyway, thank you to all who replied. You have made me feel much less alone in this! 

[suzukiblu]

Omegaverse anon

That's such a kind offer, thank you so much

I'm into DC stuff right now, Clark pining for Kon to be his pup Gave Me Life, I love found family dynamics and H/C so much a lot of your work is right up my alley already 😀

Let me seeeee, then, I don't have any fully-finished DC omegaverse of my own, I'm pretty sure, BUT here's some goodies I think you might dig! Your mileage may vary, obviously, so mind the tags, but I think all of these fics are interesting and I enjoyed them myself.

. . . also gonna be honest, there's a lot more nursing fic in here than I expected, haha.

You and me and them. Let's be pack. Let's show the world we chose each other, by Ace_of_Hearts4444. This is, like, the literal first fic I thought of for DC omegaverse recs, especially for your listed likes. Pack dynamics-heavy AU WIP where being stray is dangerous and unhealthy, especially for presented people, and Kon just so happens to present while stray. So Young Justice immediately makes a pack for him, naturally, with a side of alpha!Tim/omega!Kon. And uh, then Clark gets in trouble for obliviously letting his clonebrother/clonekid/clone?? run around stray, haha. Also just about literally everyone in here is my fave dynamic for them, haha, I think this author is in my HEAD.

This Isn't How Things Are Supposed to Go, But We've Always Been Unorthodox, by RenkonNairu. This is an AU Tim/Kon WIP with alpha!Tim accidentally marking omega!Conner Luthor and the subsequent fallout, and also omega!Clark's PTSD from Lex being a bastard and angst about the pup he couldn't stand to keep while alpha!Bruce very patiently attempts to court him. Warning for past rape/noncon with Lex/Clark.

Soft as a petal, sharp as a knife, by BearlyWriting. This is kinda angsty but def has found family and hurt/comfort elements to it; pre-death Jason presents as an omega and makes some understandable misassumptions about the situation, and Dick helps him through it. Warning for past rape/noncon prior to Jason coming to the manor and Jason being afraid of it having happened again.

punishment verse, by dexdefyingstunts. This one is honestly, like, very porny but also is pack dynamics/found family and hurt/comfort. Long story short, alpha!Jason gets gangbanged back into the Batpack by Bruce and his brothers and it's, like, surprisingly sweet but also kinda dubcon. Warning for dubious consent, past underage, and implied incest, but it's mostly incest between adopted family members and isn't intended to be either any kind of romantic relationships or abusive, it's a hierarchy thing in the AU. Just mind the tags, basically.

Sweet Like Honey, by Nightwang. This is literally just "no one gave Kon decent sex ed and surprise, he's an omega!!" Tim/Kon porn. Basically, Tim helps Kon through his presentation heat and they're both cute about it.

Baby mine, by PrincessKinny. Dick has been hiding his secondary gender but that stops working when Damian happens and his inner omega decides that is His Pup and he needs to goddamn PROVIDE for him.

Omega Milk, by Ellegrine. Series about omega!Jason slowly starting to let various pack members nurse from him and strengthening familial bonds in the process; goes from Damian to Tim to Dick to Bruce. Definitely covers hurt/comfort and absolutely thriiiiives on miscommunication and Bruce being unnecessarily stoic and fucking himself up emotionally in the process.

Baby Birds, by iselsis. One of Dick's pups tries to steal Batman's tires and Dick lets the alpha take them, assuming he's going to be the trade-off for Jason and Tim getting a safe home living with Bruce Wayne. Warning for Dick spending basically the whole fic assuming he's about to be sexually assaulted, though said assumptions are unfounded and it's actually just all sweet and domestic and a little bit heartbreaking.

a kind of faith prevails, by julodinae_sunsets. WIP where newly-rezzed Jason presents as an omega and Talia decides that means he should be pupsitting for her. Canon proceeds very differently from there, and Damian will NOT tolerate anyone trying to take him away from his new umm'i.

Wet Nurse, by Cheesy_Potatoes. Bruce is an omega and everyone keeps bringing him their traumatized pups to nurse. WIP.

Omegaverse Jewels, by Zinc10. Jason presents belatedly as an omega and takes the inconvenience about as well as can be expected. Tim/Jason and a lot of Batpack fussing as everyone takes their turn trying to get Jason home.

I Have Worn a Coat of Scars, by Ellegrine. Omega!Jason has self-esteem issues and alpha!Dick fucks them better; that's it, that's the fic.

the pillow fortress of solitude, by feelingwhimsy. YJ cartoon fic, season one era. Everybody finds out Superboy is half-human by finding out he's an omega, and Robin and Wally bro-cuddle him through it. Ending this rec list on a cute note, haha.

[probablytrapped]

so. fanfiction is good. like i love it. even the porny bits. but, uh, my problem is, that i don’t read fanfiction for porn. or really any shippy things.

 so with that, it’s a little difficult to find ones i’ll enjoy. 

i have no problem with reading stuff that has ships in them, i just don’t want the plot to be romance dominated. it’s kinda why i love reading harry potter fics, there are just SO MANY that are fucking time travel oriented to fucking fix all the mistakes that the author doesn’t even WANT to deal with romance because of various issues (i.e. “am i a pedo if i was 36, but am now 11??”).

also! crossovers! hardly any romance in those! hmm...well...that is only if there it isn’t like a harem fic or somethng. ugh. 

anyway. i just want good plots with familiar characters. it’s all i want. and wump. i love wump. fight me. 

[mavspeed]

L for the fic asks 🥺

L. favourite fic of yours?

it’s fairly recent so perhaps I’m biased but currently it’s do you ever dream of me just because it’s one of those fics which I tried to make a little bit more uh.....porny so I’m really proud of it especially because I feel I’m shit at writing sex scenes. also I think that’s one of the few fics where I managed to kinda get Eggsy’s voice right, he just feels too ooc in the rest