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mondaymelon · 6 months

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“No.” You took his hand readily and let him pull you to your feet. “It doesn’t.”

If the air around you had been a little less foggy, you would’ve been certain in the way his gaze softened, eyes turning to a liquid gold that shimmered in the rippling movement, like light reflecting on the water. “I see.” Even his voice was beautiful, slightly raspy and with a growl in his words, like a symphony made just for you. “Then it should make this easier.” His sculpted arms dug into your sides as he leaned into you, each finger grasping your skin tightly, a hold that would most certainly leave dappled bruises on your skin. He opened his mouth, and his words flowed thick like honey. “I’ll explain when it’s over.”

Something pierced your neck, two fangs sinking into your flesh, and then threading veins of warmth spread like wildfire across your skin. His fingers grazed against your nape, brushing any stray strands away. Not a drop escaped past his bared fangs, despite the red that began to stain his lips. Swirling, your mind had gone white, and you couldn't even formulate a single coherent thought, only letting a soft gasp escape. You would melt at the slightest touch, you were sure of it.

He pulled away, lips streaked with crimson, and let out a quiet sigh as he brushed his hair back with his fingers. “Shit, no wonder why Venti went feral. Archons,” His voice dipped to a lower note, a whisper. “Why do you taste so…?”

Venti, who had been standing to the side, glanced up with an unpleasant expression. “Ah, what a hypocrite. Reprimanding me with such vigor only to go and do the same thing yourself, how unfair is that?”

“I did it for a reason, bloodthirsty bastard. You just go and bite anything that breathes.” Xiao scoffed, exasperated. He glanced at where you were, visibly panting heavily as your quickened breaths turned white in the air. “My apologies.”

“What… W-What the fuck?” You pressed a hand to your neck and felt blood dripping past your fingers, and you drew them back with a flinch. They were tainted in a red that trailed down your wrist. You had to force the words out amidst your heavy breaths. “You… You said…!”

“As I said, my apologies. This was the only way to protect you. A mortal cannot go unguarded in these realms.” He looked regretful, he really did, but his eyes were not one of a human’s, and his rich voice was one that had persisted for centuries. The diamond pupils you had adored so much in the seconds before now seemed unnatural, like a predator's, and that made you his prey. “In time, you’ll understand.” He placed his gloved hand in yours, yet you felt no warmth radiate past the cloth. “Please, let’s head back to the manor before they find us.”

Another mystery to unravel. “They?”

Xiao shook his head, his black hair illuminated by the moonlight. His hushed words came out quickly. “You’ve traveled into the wrong territory. I’ve risked enough retrieving you, and if we stay too long they might-”

“Ah, look what the cat dragged in.” There was a laugh, a chilling one. Xiao instantaneously glanced up, expression cold as a curse slipped past his lips. He swerved to the right to avoid a blade thrown past his head, where it embedded into the tree trunk meters behind, the wood shrieking as it bent into two.

“Stay out of matters that don’t concern you!” Xiao shouted, but you could read the signs of uneasiness in his stance. How many lay in wait in the shadows? If you ran now, would you be able to… There was a final snap as loud as thunder, and then the great tree fell to the ground, completely uprooted. Venti giggled childishly like he was excited at the predicament.

Your hands shook. No way in hell. At least in Inazuma, you could do something against the perpetrator, but here. They were on a level of their own, and they had surpassed the limits that the gods had set for them.

“A rat who has snuck its way onto our land is squeaking. Ah, my ears hurt.” The same voice from before, but this time it was paired with a figure walking out from behind you, causing you to spin on your feet. A glimpse of indigo hair, fluttering garments, dark violet eyes that made him seem more dead than alive. Sharp horns that sprouted from his head and twisted towards the sky, and a whip-like tail that whipped with every word. He brought a hand up to his mouth, his slender fingers curling cruelly as he barked out a laugh. “Ha! It’s as if you wish to die.” His voice was sharp, not cold, but distant, as if he wasn’t fully there. The sneer in his tone made it all too clear that he was getting a kick out of this, even if the spreading smirk on his face didn’t make it obvious enough.

“Now, now,” a new voice had entered the fray, and it was lilting, almost hypnotic. “Wanderer, you can’t be thinking of killing them now, are you?” Red hair. Red hair? Dark horns that curled above his ears, and a sender tail that bent like a question mark. Green eyes that sparkled even though the night had been coated in black paint a thousand strokes over. The boyish grin plastered on his face made his cheeriness prominent. “Show a little courtesy, won’t you? Even if his majesty isn't here, it still seems we have a guest.” His gaze flicked towards you, and lingered a moment too long. “You aren’t planning to keep them to yourself, are you? It’s been a long, long while since we’ve ever had any sort of entertainment around here~”

“Venti.”

One word was all he spoke, but in a split second Venti appeared by your side, taking you into his arms as he held you bridal-style, his touch much less invasive than before. The way he held you so effortlessly, as if you weighed nothing, and how his every step was so gentle against the earth, like the wind itself was carrying him forward, felt like it was second nature to him. You blinked up at Venti with round, surprised eyes, mouth slightly ajar as your heartbeat raced against your mind.

“Ah, poor thing, they’re shaking like a leaf!” Venti sighed, pouting playfully. ”And come to think of it, I’ve forgotten to ask for your name… for now, please say the word, ‘transfer’ so we can teleport to the manor! I only have enough magical power for the two of us, y’know~”

“Venti, don’t you dare…!” The angry one had stepped forward, teeth clenched and tail lashing behind him, its point razor sharp. Something about his growly voice made your own die in your throat. His brows furrowed as his eyes darkened his expression into a threatening glare. “Don’t even think about it, or I’ll make sure this will be the last time you see him.” His eyes directed towards Xiao, who was watching the two of them with a scowl.

“Go.” His gilded eyes glinted, and something burning settled into your soul.

Wanderer let out an abrupt laugh, seemingly startling even himself as his frame shook to his twisted amusement. “Two against one, do you really think you’ll win? I heard you’ve been staving off of human blood for a while now too, don’t tell me you actually are holding onto your foolish principles!”

Your vision blurred. Your mouth felt dry, like you hadn’t spoken in centuries, and every intake of air was painful. You could feel Venti’s expectant gaze staring down at you, yet your heart wavered. ‘Transfer’… if I say that, I’ll go back. But Xiao, and these others… what…what will happen to him? Fuck, will he…die…?

ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜɪʀᴅ ᴛʀɪᴀʟ.

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chillyweirdoinacoffin · 6 months

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Announcing the 2023 Locked Tomb Holiday Smut Festival

It's that time of year again! Announcing the 2023 Locked Tomb Holiday Smut Festival! Celebrating holiday & winter themed fanfic and fan art. An anything goes, open posting the entire month of December, no sign up festival, with a shared prompt list.

Join in the longest continually running TLT fanworks event! Create fanworks using a prompt, or your own idea. Submit your prompts here. Anything goes, as long as it's a holiday or winter themed nsfw fanwork. Post any time in December, to our shared ao3 collection, or using the event hashtag.

Can't wait to see what everyone creates!

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herzgeist-writes · 3 months

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One Piece Dating Simulator - Law x gn!reader

"Oh dear, Shachi and Penguin shoved you into a closet with none other than Trafalgar - the most detached and unresponsive man in existance, to your experience. The both of you didn't expect your evening to turn out this way, but was it that much of a surprise? After a proud amount of alcohol and unhinged drinking games, the crew mates decided to 'get a room' for you. A pun the Surgeon of Death cringes upon hearing. So here you are - stuck in a cramped closet with your heart beating fast and a clump in your throat. Law's about to speak, however you manage to initiate in breaking the ice first."

A/N: Why hello, you poor soul got stuffed in a closet with the danger mushroom eh? Alright, here's what I want you to do:

Send me what your next move will be via ask box! The orange line above is your queue, dear reader! :

What is it you'll say? How do you interact with him? Tell me and you shall receive a Law-rence reaction

Plus, there's a tiny info I need from you:

What's your affiliation with this uncertified doctor? Send me the according emoji you wish to receive listed below - to make the interactive mini story/scenario a bit more immersive.

Crew mate x Captain? Unknown feelings emerge = 🌱

Pre-relationship? Known feelings blooming = 🌺

Couple? There's feelings alright = ❤️‍🔥

What are you waiting for? Send me that >>ask<< love is in the air and Law isn't fond of it, so better get a move on! Event ends on February 18th.

The only rule: Keep it decent, just have some dignity alright? I'm all in for suggestive and heated spicyness, but this shouldn't turn into full out smut ok? Thank you!

Law and 'love is in the air':

#one piece #one piece law #one piece trafalgar law #law x gn!reader #valentine‘s day special #fanfiction #interactive fiction #fanfiction event #true love #7 minutes in heaven

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vampirefest · 6 months

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Dear companions in darkness, the wait is finally over! We'd like to thank everyone who participated in our little guessing game, we got a lot of interesting answers.

For the month of November, we bring you a fun low-pressure bingo inspired by Lestat, that you can fill up at your leisure throughout the month.

You can use the prompts on the bingo card to write fanfics, make fanart, amvs, edits or any other creative outlet to show your appreciation for our beloved Brat Prince.

You can find the rules and guidelines for the event here. The link to the collection can be found here.

Don't forget to tag with #vflestatbirthdaybingo and/or tag us at @vampirefest so that we can find your posts.

Here is the complete bingo card for our birthday boy!

You can find the full detailed prompts below the cut.

Happy Lestat Month!

1. "My lord, the Wolfkiller": The killing of the wolves, a moment that comes to define Lestat for all eternity. You can explore this fundamental event in Lestat's life, the way it altered the course of his life and his family dynamics, and the symbolism it came to represent in Lestat's later life.

2. First love I The witches' place: For Nickistat lovers out there, this is your time to shine! It's also a chance to explore another formative moment of Lestat's life—his experience at the witches' place—when Lestat came to the fundamental understanding that there is no meaning in the end - not to the cruelty, not to the laws of men - all that exists is the one life he's living and the aesthetic of it all.

3. The performer: Actor | Rockstar: Performing is Lestat's second nature, either to present an image of himself to others to earn their love, or to hide this true self. From the time he is a young man, Lestat is awed by actors and artists, they create worlds and life out of nothingness. Some of Lestat's best and happiest moments are on the stage, acting or singing for his adoring public.

4. Rue Royale era: For decades, 1132 Rue Royale was the home of our favourite little vampire family. A family that, according to Lestat, shouldn't have lasted as long as it did. Here you can explore the dynamics between the unholy family, between Lestat and Louis, and the highs and lows of this period in Lestat's life. As Lestat said, he has never been as happy as in that little house on Rue Royale.

5. Free Space: This is your chance to explore any themes or moments in our brat prince's life outside of the prompts proposed. Let your creativity run wild!

6. "I don't like myself, you know.! love myself, of course. I'm devoted to myself till my dying day. But I don't like myself.": Use this prompt to explore Lestat's insecurities and his complicated relationship with himself, from his abandonment issues to his reflections on his body, his monstrosity and so much more.

7. Lust for life: Here you can explore Lestat the dreamer, Lestat the hedonist, Lestat the embodiment of hunger. He has a lust for blood, love, adventure, for a better life filled with more excitement and lived to the fullest. Lestat takes what he wants and follows his every whim.

8. Resilience: Lestat is the metaphorical cockroach of the Vampire Chronicles universe. Whatever life throws at him, he rolls with the punches and finds a way to survive and make the best of every situation. He always finds a way to reinvent himself and to keep moving forward. With this prompt, you can explore Lestat's defiance in the face of obstacles and his resilience even under the worst circumstances.

9. The Brat Prince | Prince Lestat era: Set your creations in the Prince Lestat era or simply explore Lestat's bratty nature that earned him the moniker "The Brat Prince".

#vflestatbirthdaybingo #lestat de lioncourt #loustat #nickistat #lesmand #interview with the vampire #iwtv #amc iwtv #the vampire chronicles #tvc #fandom event #low pressure #fanart #fanfiction #fanfiction event #prompt event

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iwillrememberyoumarathon · 8 months

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Twenty years ago the I Will Remember You Fic Marathon (IWRY) was born. Originated by Leni, then passed on to Chrislee, to Dark Star, and then Angelus2Hot, IWRY has remained the premiere event on the Buffy/Angel calendar and the centre of the B/A fandom itself.

This year we are hoping to mark these two decades of fan creativity and storytelling by making it the biggest IWRY in years.

In this spirit, one of our team approached the current moderator to ask if we could join her in the running of the event. She did not feel this was necessary. We respect her decision and all the work she has put into keeping the marathon going these past years. We wish her nothing but the best with it now and in the future.

However, we believe IWRY is deeply rooted in our fandom as a collective and community experience. We want to create spaces and events where all who wish to participate can participate. It is for this reason we have decided to run our own I Will Remember You Fic Marathon.

Sign-ups for IWRY Fic Marathon are open now.

If you are a writer or even just writer-curious, please put your name down and join us as we celebrate all things Bangel. We will accept any piece of fanfiction, of any rating, that is 500 or more words long and focused on the relationship of Buffy/Angel (and/or Buffy/Angelus). If drabbles are your jam, we will be happy to include those among the Another Minute bonus stories at the end of the event.

We have also decided to open up the Marathon to other forms of art. All we ask is that it is centred on Buffy/Angel, and that you put your best foot forward!

We are now accepting submissions of artwork such as:

gifsets

moodboards

fanart

manips

videos

soundtracks

Please sign up for artwork submissions here!

If you are neither writer nor artist, fear not! We would love to have you join in whatever capacity is best for you. Some roles to consider include:

Beta reading

Supporting the writers with reviews & comments on fics

Taking part in our "Meet the Fandom" series

Helping us with the logistics behind the scenes

Promoting the marathon on your platform of choice

Anything we missed? Let us know!

If you are interested in participating in a non-writing/art role, email us at [email protected].

If you are a writer without an AO3 account, we have a number of invitations that we are happy to share. Just let us know on the signup sheet. If you are not a writer but would like to be active on AO3, just reach out to us directly via email.

The stories will be posted to a 2023 Collection on the I Will Remember You Marathon Archive. We will provide clear instructions about how to do this closer to the event.

Once again, we welcome you to the IWRY Fic Marathon and encourage you to take part in any way you can!

Please reach out to us here or at [email protected] with any questions.

IWRY Fic Marathon Organising Committee:

Supported by:

calenlily | Fluffernutter8 | MrsGordo | MamaBewear | Najae

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partyanimal167 · 10 months

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My Internet Helper- Crocodile x F!Reader

Here's my submission for @fuwushiguro and @duckiez s' Cyber Sex collab. It's my first time doing a collab, but I read some from the JJK girlies, and some ideas started rolling. I hope this idea is interesting enough. Thanks for stopping by and check out the other works too~

Intro: Things started out innocently enough, and that probably should have been the first sign. Everyone knew that the internet was a place where people can find nearly anything to satisfy their desires and curiosity. You, on the other hand, weren't trying to go to those deep, dark places. You just wanted some company. And that surely came in its own way.

CW: nsfw, online sugaring, dirty talk, praise kink, black fem reader in mind

Things were simple. Easy. You told yourself that companionship came in all sorts of forms...but damn, you never imagined these kinds of benefits at all.

Streaming online was something you didn't think much about. You didn't think that you had something interesting to offer people or that any one would want to listen to you at all. However, you tried going live on a simple social site when you found yourself across the country and struggling to click with people outside of work.

You told yourself that talking to internet people was different than when you were a child. People were more open to accepting companionship from different avenues. So one time when you were eating dinner by yourself, you started the stream and stared absently waiting to see if anyone would join.

After a few minutes, a few people did and you greeted them. Some left immediately while a few started asking questions about yourself. They were basic ones: your favorite food, music you hate, if you were into celebrity gossip. You were shocked by how easy it was for you to openly chat with these strangers. When the stream ended, you found that some type of satisfaction was gained. Maybe this could be a hobby.

So you found yourself going live a few times a week. Sometimes you would be eating dinner. Other times you were just reading a book or fanfic. Or you would talk to your viewers about their latest work drama and give some comforting advice. It was starting to become a little small community of watchers and you; all together just existing in a shared space.

Every now and then, you'd get a creep or spam bot asking for inappropriate things, but that didn't bother you too much. You weren't there to show off any skin or fulfill fantasies. There wasn't anything wrong with it, but you left that type of work to those good at it. You were shy about showing yourself off.

One time, you were simply set up and reading a book. You had a cup of tea by your side with some lofi in the background. Every now and then you glanced up to see if anyone had any comments or how many people were streaming. Tonight, there weren't that many people tuned in which was fine. It had been a long day at work, so you weren't really in the mood to spill some tea with your digital peers. Your eye caught on a comment.

MrSandsandCo: That's a classic book your reading. I'm shocked that there are people who know that author.

You smiled a little to yourself after seeing that. It had been a book you read a few times that not so many people knew about. You thanked the commenter and explained that you enjoyed the plot and story development.

After that occasion, you started to notice more comments from that same user. They seemed to enjoy your lives when you did mundane things like reading, journaling, or simply listening to music. They made it a point to ask about your day and interests.

Later on, slow season approached at work, and hours were being cut. You went live while you searching for a second job--rambling about how money would probably be a bit tight with the way you just had to repair your car on top of everything else. You read job listings and shared silly work stories. Near the end of the night, you were getting ready for bed when a distinct notification rung. What the? You checked your phone.

Sir Sands has sent you cash.

You nearly choked seeing the amount. You recognized the name since it was similar to that user who frequents you. You didn't know what to say. It was late, so you decided to wait until morning to ask about it.

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Self: Hi!!! Uh, I hope you're doing fine. I saw that you sent me some money last night. Thank you so much! It was really unexpected. I feel weird about taking it though...

Mr Sands is typing...

MrSandsandCo: Don't worry about it. I know you're independent, but see it as a gift. No need to fret.

You chewed the inside of your lip a little trying to think of what to say.

Self: Ah a gift...but I want to say thank you in some way. I honestly can't imagine why you'd even be so generous.

MrSandsandCo: Your presence is unique and genuine. I am not one for digital entertainment, but I enjoy what you bring.

You blushed a bit while reading.

MrSandsandCo: As for your appreciation, well...how about we just have a video chat? Just the two of us. So we can get to know each other a little more?

Hmmm....that wouldn't be too bad. It made you a little nervous thinking about talking to a stranger, but then again, that was what you did on a daily basis any way. There could be nothing wrong with that.

Self: Sure! Let's do it!

~~~

You were nervous.

After agreeing on a time and platform, you didn't think much about your meeting with that overly generous user. It was nice having internet friends, but you definitely have to remind yourself that these were people like you on the other side of the screen. They had names, fun facts, jobs, problems. Even when exchanging knowledge on the web, there was still some things unknown.

The call ringtone snapped you out of your thoughts. Okay, well let's do this. You answered the call.

"It's a pleasure to formally meet you, Miss."

It was like your soul left your body. That voice.

You were greeted by an older gentleman who looked like he was sitting a dimly-lit office. He was more well-dressed in a white dress shirt with two buttons undone and sat in a dark leather chair. His hair was mostly put together with a strand or two loose. There seemed to be smoke in the air coming from some hidden source and bright gold jewelry shimmered in the little light. His golden eyes seemed tired yet amused based on the look he gave you.

He had money. Definitely. He probably was running several businesses--possibly why he was in an office at this time of night.

"He-hello, Mr-,"

"Crocodile. No need to call me Mister or Sir for now."

You were slightly confused by what meant by that but carried on. You returned your name, and the conversation flowed naturally. He told you about a couple of his pressing responsibilities related to his line of work while you listened intrigued. You answered questions about your hobbies, your dreams, your friends and family. You returned and asked about his family--wife and kids--which he chuckled at and simply stated that he had neither.

You talked for nearly an hour before you remembered the situation that brought this all about.

"Oh what am I doing! I'm so sorry. I haven't even properly thanked you. I still can't believe you decided to...help me out." it felt weird wording it as such. You were sure you wouldn't have to worry about getting another job for awhile. It's weird just thinking about it.

The man chuckled again. "You're still concerned about that, beautiful?" your cheeks warmed up. "I'm glad to do so. A woman like you should enjoy the finer things in life."

You were curious about what he meant by that, but quickly the conversation carried on. Before long, you two ended up wrapping up for the night. Crocodile let you know that he appreciated your company and clearly expressed that he would love to speak with you again. You beamed and agreed.

After washing up and getting comfortable in bed, you were drifting to sleep when that familiar notification ring went off.

Sir Sands has sent you cash.

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"Girl be fucking for real."

You chuckled awkwardly while you brought your iced coffee to your lips.

"So you telling me that this man has sent you money for just talking to him. You ain't showing him a titty or nothin'?" one of your other friends chimed in.

"Omg, no!" you gasped and scratched your cheek in embarrassment. "We just...talk." There was a collective grunt from the table.

"Babe, you need to milk that man while you can. I can't believe you got somebody sending you money...just for existing! I'm jealous."

You smiled a little while you thought about the situation. It was...a nice little set up to say the least. You didn't talk on video with Sir Crocodile a lot, but it was nice to speak to the man. He never brought up the money, but he seemed to have known it was there when you didn't bring up your financial worries in your daily lives. In fact with the less hours and generous allowance, you were able to indulge a little in your hobbies and wants. These things Crocodile would want to know about. He liked hearing that you went to brunch with your friends or bought a handmade outfit from a seller you had been following for quite awhile. In a way, they were like indirect gifts from him.

"I'm happy for you, but what if he wants a little more?"

You hummed in thought for a moment before shrugging. "I don't know. It depends I guess." your friends gasped in unison. "Don't do that. I didn't say I'm gonna go show off my whole cat to him online, jeez. Maybe I'd just...hear him out. I don't think he's like that."

"Shit girl, I'm just shocked you got yourself a sugar daddy. When will it be me?"

~~~

You laid lazily in bed eating chips and sipping on a drink absentmindedly scrolling online. You were taking an impromptu break from streaming and just wanted to be digital consumer. You were off the next day and weren't sure how to entertain yourself. None of the usuals were hitting like normal. You were close to shutting down early for the night.

(Incoming Call...)

You popped up at the familiar call sound and were shocked to see that Crocodile was calling. He always scheduled his chats ahead of time, but it wasn't like you were doing anything important any way.

"Heyo~" you greeted all cutesy and rested your head in your palm.

It seems you were blessed with the after-hours look of Crocodile: slightly disheveled hair, suit coat lost, dress shirt a little more unbuttoned, a mischievous gleam in his eyes as smoke surrounded his frame.

The man grinned at you. "Hello darling, how are you?" You started going on about your day and the few little hobbies you tried out to fill your time. You were starting to shop more too since it was time to update your closet. You went on and on about your purchases and newfound pleasures.

"I even took my friends out a few days ago. It was fun," you giggled to yourself as you remembered the conversation that was had, "but they kept calling you my sugar daddy which was embarrassing." you bit your bottom lip and looked off to the side.

There was a dark look in Crocodile's expression that you hadn't seen before. "Mmm, and what did you say to that?"

He didn't deny the claim, so you were a bit shy to keep the topic afloat. "I mean, I said no. You never ask me to show any...nudity or anything."

Crocodile found your shyness amusing though everything you said was true. He let you set your boundaries in this unique relationship, and he wasn't going to risk you disappearing. If a pretty girl liked talking to him and spending his money, then he'd indulge for sure. That didn't mean he never considered. "I haven't." he said simply.

You weren't sure what to say. It wasn't like you didn't have a little crush on the older man. How couldn't you? You got spoiled and had the freedom to go about your business without anyone blowing up your phone asking for your location and demanding things. "Well...would you want me to?" you peaked at the screen.

Crocodile's body language was cool and collected, but those golden eyes of his were telling a story. "I want whatever you'd give me." he replied. "I can admit that I've thought about seeing that beautiful body of yours in a different light." you felt your body heat up and fidgeted slightly in your seat. "My precious darling, is something wrong?" you shook your head. "Look at me."

Those eyes looked hungry. You didn't know you could have such an intense effect on another person, but it gave you a little more courage. The man went on. "Send me your wish list. How about we play dress up?"

...

You scheduled your private fashion show for your next weekend. Throughout the week, packages and packages arrived with outfits you picked out--most of which you thought you'd only imagine wearing. Every night, you took them out, washed and ironed, redid the order in which you'd show them off to Crocodile.

It was finally the big day. You ate a good lunch and decided to put on a light beat face to change things up.

Right on time, that telling ringtone rung from your desk. You had soft lights in your bedroom which framed you as you answered with a sweet smile. You wore a robe to cover what was underneath. "Hi Crocodile,"

The man looked quite put together and the background seemed to be his personal home office. He grinned and leaned forward a bit. "Ah ah princess, you gotta call me Sir today. After all, you're showing off what I bought you."

You immediately felt your face warm at the rule. It was probably the first time Crocodile told you what to do and brought up who was funding your fun. "Yes Sir."

"Good girl." He rested his head on his hook. "Now let's start the show."

You had all his attention as you.took off your soft robe and showed off a cute summer fit of a crop tee and some low-rise capris. You twirled and pointed out your favorite details and how it hugged your body. The next hour was spent changing into different outfits and accessories that ranged from casual to formal and increased in appeal. It was time for your big reveal, and you fidgeted after putting on the lingerie.

Crocodile could sense your hesitation though you were out of the frame. He was painfully hard under his desk. You looked great in every outfit you picked, and he wished he was there to tear off those clothes. This was both entertainmentandtortureforhim. "What's wrong pretty? You said you had one last surprise."

You shifted on your legs. "I, I'm not sure-"

"Oh don't do that now. I must see what is if you're so flustered wearing it." Crocodile chuckled. You took a deep breath before stepping in front of the camera.

You had on a sheer body suit in your favorite color that had a lacy bust and straps that resembled a harness. Your nipples were obviously hard and your pussy was barely contained in the fabric. You couldn't look at the screen, but you swore you felt how Crocodile stared at you. You couldn't help but rub your thighs together.

The man groaned loudly. Your eyes flicked up to the screen. "Oh princess," you nearly moaned just hearing his voice "what a good choice." He praised. "Are you happy you me proud? Hmm, you look so delicious. What do you say?"

You played with your hands nervously. "Tha-"

"Look at me."

You obeyed. "Thank you, Sir."

"Mmm well since you like showing off so much, get on the bed and spread those legs. I want to see how wet my pussy is."

You couldn't help but moan. You quickly repositioned your laptop and laid on your back. Spreading your legs, your lower lips slipped into view. You moved the cloth to the side and spread yourself. You were aroused and embarrassed, but you liked it all the same. You could barely keep your eyes open, but you definitely heard and followed all the praise and instructions Crocodile told you.

You played with yourself, wetted your fingers, fucked your clit soft then hard and stop your orgasms when he told you to. You kept going when you needed a break just to hear "what a good girl" or "I'm gonna reward you so well." It made no sense how someone could have such an effect on you and not be right with you. You didn't think about it though. Crocodiles talked you through it several times, and by the end, you knew you needed to change your sheets and maybe a warm bath.

You blushed while you sat wrapped in your fluffy robe again.

"That was beautiful, princess. " All the same, Crocodile looked just perfect and unaffected. You couldn't see how his pants wrinkled and the loads and loads of cum he pumped on the floor by his feet while watching you. He was going to have fun shying from his housekeeper with that one. "Take the week off." Another demand.

You turned your head a little confused. "Huh? Why?" You were still a little dazed from your previous activities.

The man chuckled and grin shined brightly. "Well I'm going to fly you out of course."

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Aaaah, I can't believe I got this done! I've been wanting to write spicy Crocodile fic, and this event gave me a chance to get the ideas together. I hope you all liked it. The idea of just spending this man's money how ever I want is so hot.

Here's the masterlist for the event. Please check out the other writers works! Thanks for reading~

#one piece #one piece fanfiction #sir crocodile #crocodile x reader #black fem reader #one piece x reader #partyanimal167 #mine #cybersex collab #fanfiction event

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cromernet · 10 months

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ELYSIUM FALLING

With changing faiths, the old gods were left as mere names recorded in the history of the evolution of mankind, left to the figments of imagination in myths and legends. Their fall was never recorded in history, erased by the sands of time and rewritten by humanity as “passing comets.” Condemned to Earth for eternity, they built a home for themselves in one corner of the world, away from humans who turned their backs on them. They spend their lives in the Bermuda Triangle, their prison-turned-paradise, a mere shadow of the heavens they once occupied. Some found a way to escape for a while to roam the world they once held in their hands, blending with the humans they once loved. You can find them anywhere, in a coffee shop, walking on the street, or in your university classroom. But if you’re daring enough, you can access this piece of heaven from anywhere in the world. The only catch—you have to be willing to go off the map.

Welcome to Cromer Net’s first writing event! Here are some guidelines you must adhere to:

You can only join if you are willing to write for an ateez member. You can join even if you are not a part of the network. [TO JOIN (IF YOU'RE NOT A MEMBER OF THE NETWORK) THE EVENT PLEASE DM @pocketjoong]

The basic theme revolves around fallen gods (from Greek, Roman, Norse, or any other mythology, for example, Zeus, Bacchus, Loki, etc.) who have been imprisoned on Earth after their fall. They live in the Bermuda Triangle, and their prison is guarded by demons, but some of them have figured out a way to leave the confines of their prison to visit the different places on earth, but many others choose to stay.

The storyline can include a fallen god!reader, a human reader, a nymph!reader, or a demon!reader (same goes for the ateez members you choose to write for).

Note: Bermuda Triangle (aka their prison) is a manifestation of eternal damnation, a "hell" if you will. But they created a "heaven" for themselves there. (Think Hades. He was cast out of Olympus but created his own Empire in the underworld.)

Aside from what's given in the prompt and guidelines, everything is open to the interpretation and creativity of the author!

Authors must submit oneshots that are more than 1000 words long. You may submit a series as long as you are able to finish it by the deadline (all works must have a read more cut).

NSFW content is allowed as long as proper warnings are given. However, no content that is offensive to others will be accepted!

For any questions, you may contact @pocketjoong (A separate discord server might be created if enough authors from outside the network apply).

All network rules will apply. Minors cannot join the event!

Use the tag #elysium falling event cromernet in the first five tags of your post to submit your post for the event!

Event deadline: 31st September 2023

#elysium falling event cromernet #cromernet #cromernet event #elysium falling writing event #ateez x reader #fanfiction collab #fanfiction event

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shipsoftherainbow · 9 months

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Ships of the rainbow is coming back for 2023!

Once again, the theme of the event is multi-colored hair and multshipping. The basic idea is that you pick one character to center around, and every day, you create a fanwork about them with a different character.

Day one would be red, day two would be orange, day three would be yellow/blonde, day four would be green, day five would be blue, day six would be purple, and day seven would be a color of your choice, be it pink, white, brunnete, etc. Or, if you know a character with indigo hair as well, you shuffle them in on day six and put purple on day seven. You’re allowed to define colors how you want to, or mix up with signature instead of hair color if need be.

There aren’t many rules, and it’s a super casual affair. There will be an ao3 collection open for submissions during the selected dates, and that is the only way to submit. If you do not have an ao3 account, you can sign up for free, and I would suggest doing so as soon as possible, as there can be a wait time.

The only things that will not be permitted in the collection are any works depicting real people (rpf) and anything promoting irl hatespeech. Other than that, go hog wild.

Works should be posted concurrently for one week during the selected dates but if you can’t do it all in one week, as long as it done within those dates.

The dates for this event are August 27th-September 30th, which gives five weeks to do your own rainbow week submission!

#fan event #fan week #fanart event #fanfiction event

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beccibarnes · 7 months

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🎃Trick Or Treat🍬- A Ficlet Experiment

It's spooky time and our beloved fictional characters deserve some treats (or tricks respectively), so here's the deal:

Send me an ask with a character/ship and one of the emojis below indicating whether you want them to get a trick or a treat and we'll see that play out in a little ficlet I'll write.

Trick:

🎃 - a regular trick (G rated // ex. angst, dark stuff, whump) 🔥 - a spicy trick (E rated // ex. kinks, pwp, naughty things) 🧨 - my choice of trick (anything can happen)

Treat:

🍬 - a regular treat (G rated // ex. fluff, dates, domestic life) 🍂 - a spicy treat (E rated // ex. spicy cuddling, porn with feelings) 🪁 - my choice of treat (anything can happen)

AO3 Series here

Fandoms:

Good Omens OFMD MCU Harry Potter The Vampire Diaries BBC Sherlock Hunger Games Detroit Become Human The Mentalist Criminal Minds

#fanfiction #writeblr #writers on tumblr #good omens #ofmd #our flag means death #marvel cinematic universe #mcu #marvel #harry potter #the vampire diaries #bbc sherlock #the hunger games #detroit become human #the mentalist #criminal minds #fanfiction event #ask game

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mermaidfanficlibrary · 7 months

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‎‧₊🦋˚✧A Bouquet for you My dear✧˚🦋₊‧

Rules:

- Pick 3 flowers - Pick a character to give these flowers too - Pick fluff or angst - Add a message

Characters I write for:

- Can be found here

Event Status: CLOSED

A/n: Some might have the same meaning, So if they do, then you can choose a better deeper meaning for them.

Welcome to my flower shop! Today is our Grand Opening! To commemorate this big day, you can have 3 free flowers to send to someone! Here is our selection along with their meanings!

1.) Anemone- Protection

2.) Anthurium- Hospitality

3.) Azalea- Fragile Passion

4.) Baby's Breath- Innocence

5.) Hibiscus- Rare beauty

6.) Hollyhock- Rebirth

7.) Zinnia- Remembrance

8.) Plumaria- New beginnings

9.) Primrose- Young love

10.) Pansy- You occupy my thoughts

11.) Nemophila- Healing

12.) Moonflower- Dreaming of love

13.) Lotus- Purity

14.) Marigold- Despair

15.) Larkspur- Strong love bond

16.) Peony- Bashfulness

17.) Cloven lip Toad flax- Notice my love

18.) Coreopsis- Always cheerful

19.) Crocus- Youthfulness

20.) Daffodil- Respect

21.) Buttercup- Charm

22.) Speedwell- Commitment

23.) Primrose- Optimism

24.) Ox-eye Daisy- Patience

25.) Mallow- Consumed by love

26.) Lily of the Valley- Good luck

27.) Delphinium- Levity

28.) Lilac- Wisdom

29.) Honeysuckle- True happiness

30.) Carnation (general)- Fascination

31.) Red- Deep romantic love 32.) White- Luck 33.) Pink- Gratitude 34.) Yellow- Rejection 35.) Purple- Impulsive 36.) Striped- Refusal

37.) Rose (general)- Admiration

38.) Red- True love 39.) Blue- Mystery 40.) Bud- Hope 41.) White- Loyalty 42.) Dried White Rose- Sorrow 43.) Black- Death 44.) Yellow- Friendship 45.) Pink- Comfort 46.) Dark Pink- Apperciation 47.) Light Pink- Grace 48.) Burgundy- Devotion 49.) Coral or Orange- Desire 50.) Lavender or Violet- Love at first sight

Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!

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magicianschallenges · 1 year

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Magicians Settings Week: March 27 - April 2 2023

Let’s explore the wild & wonderful settings this fandom has given us! Each day will provide a choice of two settings to use as inspiration for fanworks.

DAY 1: Brakebills or a hedge safehouse (Monday, March 27th)

DAY 2: the Underworld or the Whitespire throne room (Tuesday, March 28th)

DAY 3: the Muntjac or Baba Yaga’s penthouse (Wednesday, March 29th)

DAY 4: the Neitherlands or the Library (Thursday, March 30th)

DAY 5: Antarctica or Ibiza (Friday, March 31st)

DAY 6: the cottage at the mosaic or Indiana (Saturday, April 1st)

DAY 7: free choice (Sunday, April 2nd)

How do I participate? There is no sign-up for this event; simply post your work to AO3 and add it to the ✨Where The Magic Happens collection✨ or post on Tumblr and tag us in it.

Do I have to write fic to participate? Not at all! All types of fanwork are highly encouraged. Draw a picture, make a playlist, record a podfic, manip some fun images, write some meta – all wonderful. There are no requirements for length/size, ship or lack of ship, genre, or rating, either. Just have fun with it! Although we offer two prompts per day, you can do as many prompts as you would like. If you want to do one prompt per day, cool! If you want to do one prompt the entire week, also cool! If you want to do all the prompts, super cool! It’s completely up to you.

This event is meant to be chill. Let’s explore all the weird and wild places in this universe! The prompts are there to get the plot bunnies hopping, not make you feel like you have to write something detailed about architecture or pay a ton of attention to geography. (Let’s be real - the writers never did!) A fic that simply takes place in the setting is fine! You can focus solely on the alternative prompts, too.

Looking for more inspiration about a particular setting? Check out our resources post!

We can’t wait to see what you make!

#the magicians #the magicians fanfiction #the magicians fanart #fanfiction event #magicianschallenges #magicianssettingsweek

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mondaymelon · 6 months

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𖥔 ݁ ˖⩇⩇:⩇𝟦.𖥔 ݁ ˖

⤷ a halloween event hosted by @mondaymelon !!

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taglist: @manager-of-the-pudding-bank, @iamdedinside, @ilyuu, @achlysis, @swivy123, @silaswritesthings, @neigesprincess, @mintydump, @kaeffeinee, @scaranaris-lil-niko, @yuraasia, @chiyoso !! last trial will be posted tomorrow!! ending on nov 1 (this may be a lie because my plot has SOOO much in store for you guys... i want to make this like a i2109320983902 part series) but that was my bad im so sorry about that :( writing burnout is not completely over

I don’t want to risk it. No, I can’t. He… I need to know more about it. About him. He said he helped me.

“No, I can’t. I can’t leave you here.” You shook your head frantically, feeling your breath quicken as their eyes, red, red, eyes, all turned to stare at you, tracking your every movement with a gaze too sharp to be human. Xiao’s eyes widened, his pupils dilating as he slowly opened his mouth to speak. Even Wanderer had paused his ridicule, instead choosing to transfix his eyes on you with a manic smile that was growing on his lips. All of a sudden, the tentative expression on Venti’s bursted into a close-eyed grin.

“Hahaha! Oh, we’ve found ourselves an interesting human this time!” Venti laughed and let you down with a fluid motion of his arms, almost like he was putting on a show for the rest of them to see. “To think you’d value his life over your own, I can’t tell if your being suicidal or just plain stupid!” His voice sounded so delighted it was hard to tell if there was any truth in it.

“This…” Wanderer’s eyes were round, and his purple eyes that glinted with red quivered. His voice almost held a tone of reverence, slightly shaking as he whisper-spoke, his expression one that looked like it could fall apart at any moment. “Just who are you?”

“I’m… I’m sorry?” You flinched and shied from his gaze, only for Venti to pull you closer with his hands around your waist. It was only an instant, but in that moment, Wanderer’s face contorted into one of pure rage. There was a gust of wind, and suddenly, the man before you was held into the air, a hand gripped around his throat, the fingers digging into his pale skin.

Venti coughed out a laugh. “Ah, ho…honestly, we should’ve gone back to the manor when we had the chance-” Xiao propelled himself forward, gaze scattered as he impaled his spear into the ground where Wanderer had been standing seconds before. The twin-braided man fell to the ground, clutching his throat with a wounded smile. “So aggressive, and for what?”

“Wanderer.” Heizou’s chiding voice came in once more as he stepped forward, adjusting the gloves on his hands. “You know what we came here to do. We have a task to complete, let’s not forget about that.” He sighed, giving a loose shrug of his shoulders. “Although, I suppose if a fight is impossible to be avoided…” Before his mouth could even close, he launched himself and drove his fist through Xiao’s stomach, setting the leaves in the area dancing upwards in a whirling gust. When the debris cleared, you saw that Xiao had managed to parry the sudden attack, his crossed arms guarding against the blow to his underside.

“Sneaky bastard.” Xiao spat out the insult, his aureate eyes glimmering with anger. How come the smirk on the redhead's face seemed so familiar?

A quiet voice moved the clearing. “Heizou.” It was but one call of his name, yet the man had already bowed his head in silence. Striking blonde, golden hair fluttered in the breeze as a man stepped forward, twisting horns protruding from his head and spiraling towards the stars above. His gilded eyes glittered.

“Yes, your eminence?” Heizou spoke in a revered tone, his entire body quivering. It was unnerving, seeing them all bow to the mysterious man who had appeared out of seemingly nowhere, like he had fabricated himself into this space with his pure willpower.

Wanderer had paused his seething, and now had his head bowed with the slightest ounce of reluctance. “I thought you were staying at the castle. There was no need to-”

“Silence.” His voice held the power of someone who had seen the collapse of a thousand universes. “What bad habits have you been picking up, to speak back to me like this?

“...My apologies.”

“I will be expecting a statement from you when we return. As for the intruders that have found themselves on our land… just what do you think you’re doing?” He turned his narrowed gaze to the three of you, where Xiao had found his place standing protectively before you. Mud was splattered across his refined clothing, yet it was a better sight than a mess of crimson that could’ve been.

“Traveler.” He spoke cautiously, his head lowered a fraction. “We came to retrieve a matter, and we were just planning to leave. There’s no need for us to overextend our visit.”

“You are correct.” The one deemed "Traveler" nodded his head, and relief was visible on the vampire’s face. “I have more words to say, but there is little time to say them. Then, there is no need to stay here any further. Wanderer, Heizou.” He raised a gloved hand, gracefully grabbing hold of the empty air before him and then flicking his wrist downwards, tearing a rip through reality, a swirling expanse of glittering stars shining from outside the world’s walls. “Come.”

And so they did, but not without apparent reluctance. Wanderer hissed quietly, loud enough for your ears to pick up, “Hah, pigs who gorge themselves on blood may fail to notice what in front of them has long been swept away.” He gave one final glare as he stepped into the rift.

As their figures disappeared past the misty visage, Venti let out a joyous laugh, still massaging his throat with a rather pained grin. “Well, at least that’s done and over!”

“Venti, shut the fuck up. Don’t talk for the next two minutes, please. There are things to explain before the matters spiral out of control, and I cannot with you.”

The said male stuck out his tongue with a huff, before settling into a quieter air as he followed in suit with Xiao’s swift-paced walk. He pressed ahead as Xiao fell back, to your side, with eyes that had softened from concern. “You. I promised you answers. That… thing I did to you earlier. It was more or less a test, of sorts. You see…” He let out a sigh, like it was a tiring topic to discuss. Considering the seriousness of the situation, it likely was. “Among us vampires, there are tiers. We’re not all on the same level of status, and our rank is dependent on the purity of our blood. The blood we first received, as our origin calling. There are other methods in transforming one into a vampire aside from being birthed as one… but no matter, those tactics are rather inhumane and are mostly outlawed. What I did to you hasn’t turned you into one of us. Please rest assured.” Xiao shook his head slowly, like he was disgusted with the thought. “I wouldn’t plague anyone else with this terrible lifespan, like… that idiot over there did.” When your eyes widened, and your mouth opened to speak, he replied before you could even question it. “Venti is a pure-blooded vampire, one of the purest, and he made me, along with others, how I am now.”

You stared ahead where the dirty boy was skipping from foot to foot, openly humming a cheery tune as he flung his arms about. It was hard to believe that anyone like him was someone who had taken the blood, and presumably lives, of many. “What does this have to…”

“Pure-bloods have special abilities, in accordance with their dispositions. As for Venti, he can take on the faces of those he has killed.”

A chill ran through your blood. “Then…” All of a sudden, the beaming grin and cheerful, half-closed eyes of Venti seemed like the face of a dancing corpse with strings tied at its joints.

Xiao sensed your discomfort, and corrected himself. “It was not a matter of massacre. It could not have been helped. That aside, that is irrelevant information. Those turned into vampires by pure-bloods receive blood too intensely concentrated for the bodies to handle, and if they survive the transformation, they will often come with side effects.” With this, he tore off his ragged sleeve to expose his shoulder downwards, his skin characterized with deep green symbols of wings, scales, feathers, spiraling outwards and wrapping around his arms in a sort of beautiful manner. “This is my curse. A karma I have to bear. It makes my mind cloud with bloodlust and… well, makes it harder for me to control myself. Vampires who lose their control are nothing more than animals, pursuing anything that breathes and sinking their fangs into it. They are often taken down by bounty hunters who ensure that they never escape our grounds.”

“Your-Your arm- will you end up like that too? Is… Is there a way to prevent it?” Your voice shook, and the majestic inking suddenly seemed distorted, vile. We’ve only just escaped by clinging to the scruffs of our mortality, and yet he still has this to worry about?

“No, there is a way. Vampires… Well, our history is deeply intertwined with the fate of you humans. From the beginning, inferior-blooded vampires are “born” with a desire to feed. An internal craving that can only be satisfied with the blood of their soulmate. Mine… I’ve yet to find mine. I- I had hopes that it might’ve been you, since you appeared at the moment when my attacks were beginning to grow more and more frequent, and more and more intense… but I suppose those thoughts were baseless. It was purely my fault. As for the “protection” I told you about, that was the truth. Those not tainted by fangs are unable to withstand the pressure of this realm for long. Before long, your mind will collapse far sooner than your body will.”

The intake of information was a struggle. Not a digestion, but a suffocating sense of choking, trying to swallow this disastrous pill before it strangled all your air away instead. “I…see.” Your throat was dry yet once more, and your own voice felt unfamiliar where it resided on your tongue. “Then, where do I come into all of this? I mean… Why are you helping me?”

Xiao paused briefly, but not awkwardly, like this question was one he expected. Around you, the scenery had shifted, and the sky was gradually blending into lighter shades of gray. “Vampires are social creatures, like you humans. For kinds like me, whose ropes are reaching their ends… they hold a special sort of banquet, for the damned to either have one last chance at life, or at least die with their own kind. I have been invited. I cannot refuse.” His words were heavy, like lead. “Doing so would result in my execution.” Abruptly, his gaze was on you. “There is no one else to accompany me. For you who appeared in my hour of need, please, I request your assistance.”

ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏᴜʀᴛʜ ᴛʀɪᴀʟ.

hey there please read !!

(would it be okay with you guys. if i extended this series. i know its meant to be only for halloween but i have... like... more chapters in mind. at least like three or so more. would you guys still be interested in reading it ?? i cant add another poll. so uhm. please comment. thanks :"") )

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