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[north-noire]

Henry spends some time with both Elizabeth and Michael, but he soon realizes they're both struggling to deal with what has happened to them. He also soon finds out that the Marionette is still at Fredbear's.

Hidden Hands Chapter 4 is out!

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[lilbeanz]

Something my phone does when I'm writing on it is autocorrect *him* to *Jim*

And I -

It makes me laugh every time istg💀

[beachbxtchforev]

Birthday Boy

how you surprise your boyfriend the morning of his birthday

pairing: fem!reader x boyfriend!rafe

word count: 720

warnings: 18+, oral (male receiving), somnophilia (Rafe), slight degradation, few curse words

blinking your eyes awake, slightly squinting as the sun seeps through the balcony doors of Rafe’s bedroom. you always like to wake up here, as the view out to the grounds of Tanneyhill is hard to match. your yawn is paired with a slight stretch of your body, immediately feeling the effects of last night on your sore limbs. you let Rafe go kind of hard after you two snuck away from the birthday party Topper was throwing him. you really wanted to focus on Rafe’s pleasure since today was his birthday.

you look over your shoulder at Rafe’s peaceful, sleeping expression. he hasn’t woken up yet, however his arm that’s wrapped around you instinctively pulls you back into his bare check. you giggle to yourself, knowing if anyone saw him the way you did, he would be offended. you turn your body so you can see his face, just wanting to admire the beautiful man sleeping next to you. it takes everything in you not to run your fingertips along his perfectly sculpted jaw, down the slope of his nose, or over his plush lips. you wouldn’t want to wake him up that way. your mind has other plans of how you should.

freeing yourself from his grip causes him to stir slightly, adjusting so he’s laying on his back. perfect, you think. you gently remove the duvet from his body, only covering his bottom half anyway. wiggling your knees to be in between his spread legs, you are thankful he only slept in a pair of boxers last night.

you want to tease him a bit, lightly running your nails along his waistline right above where the boxers are sitting low on his hips. you can’t help but place a peck on his v line, eager to get started.

once you feel satisfied that your small movements won’t wake him immediately, you hook your fingers in the material and pull them down his legs, revealing him to you. thankfully, morning wood is on your side as his dick is already hard. you let out a moan at just the sight of him, anticipation growing in your lower belly.

you lean down, pressing a kiss to his pink tip, manicured hand running along the base as you do. you look up, still no sign of Rafe waking, so you continue. starting with your tongue, you run it from the underside of his base to the tip, letting out a small moan at the taste of him. once you feel like he is slick enough, you wrap your lips around the head, swirling your tongue over it and catching the precum that has formed.

you feel movement above you, a slight grunt escaping Rafes lips, but still not waking him up fully. so, you test your limits by pushing your head down on him, hollowing out your cheeks, and sucking.

“shit baby” he gasps, hoarse morning voice in full effect.

you look up at him, as you push him back down your throat. his eyes are squeezed shut, a mix of shock and pleasure on his expression. his hand comes to the back of your head, keeping you down until you need to catch your breath. he can’t help himself but start to buck up into your throat, warm, wet lips feeling so good around him. he wishes you would wake him up like this everyday.

given that is the morning, he knows it won’t take long for his release, he’s extra sensitive. you moan as he starts to take over, guiding you just how he wants it. you can feel yourself dripping down your legs, bare ass in the air. one hand comes up to grip his thigh for support while the other cradles his balls. his jaw is clenched as he tips his head back, pace increasing.

“lettin me use ya, little slut?” he pants out, “only here to please me”

even with your mouth full you manage to moan out a “yes daddy,” knowing how that name effects him.

“couldn’t even wait til I was awake, huh?” you feel him twitch, “now, you better swallow your breakfast,” he says while releasing down your throat.

once you take his load, you stick your clean tongue out at him. “good girl,” he says reaching out to pull you up to his face.

“good morning birthday boy”

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[rapplesart]

Ok but like hear me out .

One of the dc crossover fanfics where Bruce adopts a kid (Danny phantom or Peter Parker iykyk) but instead of you know the bats finding them on the streets or having a whole hero cants and mouse thing or Barbara seeing them in the library they just go to the Wayne’s doorstep asking for money after being broke and having the idea in a half drunken state or joking about it .

Like for example Danny after being chased away from amity park and escaping his parents sits on the rooftop and talks with a gargoyles named Gary

„Yeah anyway that’s how I got here Gary, no clue what imma do know“ he says between another bite of pizza „like I’m pretty fucking broke and yeah maybe buying Pizza wasn’t the best investment in my situation but I was hungry I think I deserve a treat after all that .“

Gary stays silent as the two of them look over the city . Sirens echo in the distance, a few roofs in front of the, a black shadow appears between the gaps of the buildings, disappearing into the shadow just as fast as it appeared. Must be one of the bats Danny thinks .

He sets the piece of pizza back down into the carton in order to take a swig of the wine he stole from Vlads gift basket before his great escape. The man puts puts them on the counter for Mandy to find on a weekly basis now as part of his latest attempt to woo the woman. Jack adored the baskets when they first appeared, exited to have his best friend care about him and his wife.

Danny didn’t really plan on drinking it, he just brought it because it was the closest thing to grab. It was there so he took it . Now, sitting on the rooftop realising how fucked he truly was he decided he might as well be drunk for this too.

„And it’s not like any safe and sane workplace will take a random kid without paperwork. I probably need to do something illegal to go by now , Jazz would be so disappointed „ another swig from the wine .

It was fruity and dry and scratched his throat and Danny honestly didn’t enjoy the feeling but it made his wine just a little bit fizzier than before and it helped in a strange way.

Gary remained silent .

„sure there are a lot of Wayne foundations in Gotham that give out stuff , I did my research once I arrived after all, but they’d call cps and cps would either give me back to my parents or just straight up hand me over to the government so that is not an option „

Another bite of pizza . It was delicious a stark contrast to the wine

„It’s not like I can just go to Bruce Wayne and be like ‚yo got some money?‘ the guy would probably think I’m robbing him and call the cops and yeah, you get the gist of it Gary“

Another few beats of silence .

„But the dude is like crazy rich right? And he has his name on all of these foundations , and people say he’s an airhead so maybe I can just go to his house or something and ask for a donation. I mean it would be for a good cause , feeding a hungry homeless teenager is a good cause isn’t it ?“

„Yeah sounds like a pretty good cause Danny“ Damny answered himself as Gary by lowering his voice . The way one might get more into his head than he thought .

„You know what , I think imma just do this. Let’s just ask the rich guy for money he probably won’t even notice that he’s being scammed and if he does he probably has enough money nöt to care „

[kinoi-lol]

The rest of book covers made

:D I love this hobbies if you cant tell

[nerdthatsiriuslylovesteaxx]

Helpless part 40, It is very often nothing but our own vanity that deceives us

"Neeks, you awake?"

"What time is it?" The Hades child mumbled, pushing his hair out of his face.

"11:24."

"How the fuck am I still tired?"

"Because you still need to catch up on sleep and you're off drugs medical and others after a while so you're still adjusting."

"I'll be honest I didn't process half of that." Will rolled his eyes teasingly, walking over to mess up his hair more than it already was. Will started to look through some files he'd brought in with himself as Nico started to get ready,

"Can I braid your hair?"

"You know how to braid?"

"Not very well, but Kayla made me learn a few years ago before she had to let Aussi cut her hair on a dare."

"I can imagine how well that went, but sure." Will sat next to him, brushing out and parting his hair before starting to do a french braid. "Do you have the second volume of Heartstopper?" Will laughed, quickly kissing Nico on the cheek.

"I can't believe I thought you were straight but yes, I have all the books."

"I can't believe I thought you were straight."

"Think you were the only one Neeks."

"Oh shut up Solace."

"Don't think I will di Angelo."

"Gods save me."

"What do you want to eat?"

"Nothing." He answered almost instantly,

"Not an option."

"I'm not hungry." He promptly ignored him and pulled out three ceral bars from his pocket,

"Pick one."

"Leave me alone."

"Do you feel sick?"

"I- I- just... can't, drop it William."

"I'll leave them here, just eat when you can, alright?" He said, half hugging him.

"Fine."

"Nico, have you considered talking to someone? Maybe keeping a journal as well?"

"Only if you'll also get help." He couldn't think of something he wanted to do less but Will needed help, desperately.

"It's not your job to worry about me."

"Will, I'm your boyfriend, it really is."

"Are you comfortable with the idea of talking to someone?" He was fine, he knew he was worthless what's the point of lying to himself.

"N-no." Fuck, this wasn't going the way he hoped.

"Nico, you don't need to do anything that you aren't comfortable with, that won't help. Also... I'm sorry about last night.. I- it's- yeah I'm just sorry."

"Will, no one's perfect, you need help, please, just try to."

"Neeks, I'm fine, really. I was just shocked last night and yeah, there have been a lot of people in the infirmary because of the war normally it's just less hectic." Lying through his teeth, he hated himself for it but that's fine, just another thing to add to the endless list. He wasn't Nico's responsibility, he doesn't need anything else on his mind.

"Just, take a break every now and then, I swear you're always working."

"Actually Kayla's ban me from working for the rest of the week soooooo."

"Good, you need it. Wait does that mean I don't get to see you for a week?"

"Nope, you can't get rid of me that easily. Apparently I'm too much of a simp for that, but I have a feeling she's timing it to make sure I don't spend the whole day here."

"I can see that happening, but you need a break so she is completely right."

"I really hate you sometimes di Anglo."

"I know." He whispers, blowing the son of Apollo a kiss.

"Solace, times up!"

"Better go Sunshine, also... I'll try journaling, I don't know if it'll help but I'll try."

"I'm proud of you Neeks," He ruffled his hair before pressing a soft kiss to his lips, he kissed him back, wrapping his hands around his neck."I'll see you soon."

***

[bucking-mustangs-with-wings]

Fae!Gale @ me because I keep changing the dialogue of the current scene in ch. 3 so he's been sitting injured in the same spot for the past 4 fucking days

[sherl-grey]

super curious! and to be clear, this is about type of content (ex. rating, tropes, etc.) than about fandom—

[spacejellyfishsports]

Worked up the courage to post on here, my favourite hellsite. That I’ve written an ongoing GhostSoap Destiny AU for the dozens of people interested in that crossover.

[elodiah]

WIP Wednesday

Another tiny snippet from the very unserious sick fic I’m gradually ploughing my way through. I’m at the “is this even going to be worthy of Ao3?” phase. 😳

Tagged by the ever awesome @kcscribbler

Mobius was just dressing after his shower one morning when his tempad pinged with a text message from Loki.

I NEED YOU

Mobius frowned at the screen, trying his best to not let his mind automatically slip to inappropriate places. Before he had a chance to reply, a second message popped up:

I HAVE TO SHOW YOU SOMETHING

Curious, and a little worried, he finished dressing and made his way down the corridor to Loki’s quarters. He’d barely rapped twice on the door before it flew open, Loki standing before him with panicked eyes. His shirt was undone and his tie hanging loose.

“Loki, what’s the matter?” he immediately asked.

Loki grabbed him by the wrist and yanked him inside, slamming the door closed. He spun round to Mobius, pulling his shirt open and pointing to something on his chest.

“What’s this, Mobius? What the Hel is this?”

What’s everyone else got going on?

[king-nyx]

The reason I still haven't watched Wednesday yet is the amount of Wenclair fics I'll write

[jamespotterbbg]

it's not my fault I haven't written anything in weeks.

go ask the demons. they did this to me.

[blogstandbygo]

When a fic takes over...

I'm writing a fic from a prompt from @thegildedbee for FTH, and it is turning into the fluffiest tooth rotting fluff...

... and I love it. I must have been writing a lot of angst lately because, woo, the boys absolutely do not want angst in this one.

[sebadztian]

OH MY GOD!!

How do you write "Sebastian" properly??

Given that he's one of the main protagonists in all of my works and so, I must've written his name hundreds and thousands times at this point, not to mention all those chats and Tumblr posts...

But I still can't write his name right half the time! It's either Sebastain, Sebatsian, Seabastian, or other variations of those names. He's either a fish or a dirt.

[blueysblues]

Need your opinion dear fic writers and readers...

I'm a beginner writer on AO3 and posted my first multi chapter series for a fandom I love 3 weeks ago. So far I've posted 4 out of 20 chapters and have a total word count of 10,413.

But I hardly get any comments with feedback and honestly its so discouraging. I find it difficult to push myself to finish the story even :(

I can see people like it, I received 31 kudos and 31 subscriptions and 15 bookmarks within these 3 weeks. Is this a good number to have? Should I keep writing? I honestly don't know. Maybe my stories are just that bad and I should stick to reading.

I always loved commenting as a reader and it is always such a thrill when the author replies. I wish people commented more.