#having read their special chapters is making me even more feral

[insomniacpreacher]

How do you sleep at night knowing Pete is lying and speaking the truth at the same time?

The safehouse is going to be their getaway when they are tired from all the mafia chaos..Imagine Pete being the head of minor family household getting Vegas to pack their bags. Macau accompanying them or giving them privacy and looks after things back at home..Also they have a new hedgehog that Pete gifted Vegas..

After making out with Pete, Vegas goes and asks him Did I scare you buddy?🫢

[misslavenderlady]

A Little Bit Country, A Little Bit Rock ‘N Roll - Chapter 14.5

Summary: We pick up in that special scene of chapter 14. Michael and David consummate their relationship under a starry night sky~

Please read the previous chapters of my series before this!!

WARNINGS: N.s.f.w./Smut/18+ Readers Only, kissing/making out, undressing, teasing, handjob, oral, anal fingering, semi-public sex, anal sex, riding/cowboy position, love making, post-sex cuddling, smoking

Chapter 14 Chapter 15

"David," he sighed out, breathless and lightheaded with lust. 

"Michael."

"How about instead of singing about that kinda stuff-" Michael started, eyes hazy as he traveled his finger across David's chest. "you show me instead."

Never in his life, both living and undead, did David ever want something so bad. This was happening, and he'd never been happier. That feeling only grew stronger as he pulled Michael back in for a kiss.

All the while, the fire crackled as the light dimmed. Forgotten as the lovers focused on only each other.

David felt a deep growl vibrate in his throat and chest as Michael tugged at his jacket, fiercely impatient at how many layers were keeping them apart. Though for a moment he worried he let his human mask slip with the sound, Michael only showed delight rather than fear.

"Frisky boy~" he chuckled, pulling away from David's lips so that he could focus his kisses on his jaw and neck. 

The way Michael's rough stubble contrasted with the softness of his full lips felt wonderful on his chilled skin. 

He wanted Michael. He wanted to go completely feral. Claws ripping off their clothes before fiercely going at it like animals. For vampires, they could be quite needy when it came to the pleasure shared with their mates. Still, they were never greedy, always making sure their partner was satisfied. They had all the time in the world to enjoy one another. To provide for their needs.

That was the only thought in David's head. Making Michael feel pure, hot pleasure. 

"Kiss me, baby," David purred, helping Michael finish tugging off his T-shirt before grabbing at the human's clothing. "Fuckin' need to kiss you again. C'mere~"

Michael let out a shaky sigh as the cool, night air hit the bare skin of his chest. Even with the temperature of the wind, he wouldn't be cold tonight. Not with the warmth of the fire and the heat of being embraced by David keeping him safe. 

David pulled at Michael's hips, coaxing him into moving on his lap more. The body heat Michael carried as a human was intoxicating. All that blood rushing through his veins, driving his senses wild. He could feel very clearly just where most of it was rushing to. Michael’s hands ran through his platinum streaks of hair, eager to feel more of him with each kiss. The racing thumps of his heart were the perfect background music to David’s ears. 

"D-David~" 

"Yes?"

"Fuck, I'm so turned on right now…."

Boy, did that do wonders to the vampire's ego. Having a handsome, blue-eyed, tanned farm hunk all riled up while perched on his lap was like a dream come true. A smirk stretched across his face as he traced the lines of Michael's muscles chest and down over his abs. 

"Oh? Is that right~?"

"Y-Yes," Michael sighed, eyes fluttering as David's hand trailed lower and lower down his body. "I'm harder than a damn rock."

He wasn't exaggerating about that. The front of his jeans was poking outward, showing off a rather impressive size to the blond. David was practicing salivating at the sight. 

"Well, what kind of boyfriend would I be if I let you struggle with that?" he smirked. David gently pushed Michael off of his lap so that he could guide him down onto his back. Michael let out a soft sigh as he lay against the plush fabric of the blanket he had been on before. 

He and David weren't separated for long, as his lover had his lips on his skin once again. Hungry kisses peppered along Michael's chiseled body. Every inch of his strong jaw, firm chest, and toned stomach was spoiled by the teasing touch David gave him. 

Michael deserved a thousand kisses. A million. No matter the number, David would most certainly provide. 

Slender fingers swiftly worked to unbuckle Michael's belt and tug the denim jeans down. The moment Michael's bottoms were pulled away, his cock sprang to attention, causing him to moan out in relief. 

"My my~" David said, already feeling a new wave of hunger take over his body. "Do I dare make the joke?”

Michael tilted his head in confusion.

“Joke?”

“You being hung like a hor-”

“Oh my god, shut up, you dork,” he snickered, covering his face with a hand to hide the embarrassed smile and red glow on his cheeks. 

“Well if you insist~”

Despite the playful banter, David didn’t want such a moment to be all jokes. He wanted to show how serious he was about giving pleasure to the boy he cared so deeply for. Warm kisses traveled down Michael’s happy trail before making their way across the throbbing manhood. Michael shivered under him, trying to get used to the sensation. All the while, David’s tongue took over, gliding along the length, finding a path over it and up to the tip. 

Should the day come when Michael learned what he truly was, David would have to test the skills of his serpentine tongue. That would certainly have the human seeing stars. 

But such a day could wait. He was more than capable of pleasuring his lover in his human disguise. Lips wrapped around the thick tip, sucking gently as his chilled hands wrapped around Michael’s bare legs. David tugged them forward, allowing them to slip over his shoulders while he continued his work.

“H-Holy…holy shit..~” Michael sighed. His eyes fluttered shut and his head tilted backward while David slowly sucked down each inch of his cock. “F-Fuck, that feels amazing~”

"Mmmm…. only the best for you, Michael~" David cooed after releasing the length from his mouth. He was quick to get back to work, pressing a kiss to the tip before swallowing the rest of Michael's cock down once again. 

The human boy couldn't keep his hands to himself. His calloused fingers found their way into David's platinum hair, grabbing onto the strands as a way to encourage his movements more. It made David all too eager to keep it up. 

"Oh f-fuck!" he whimpered. “D-David…ooh…p-please”

David hummed in delight, moving his head up and down at the pace that got Michael going the most. His hands greedily pawed at Michael’s hips and down to his thighs, tenderly rubbing the soft, warm flesh. Feeling them squeeze around his head every time he slid his tongue across Michael’s cock was a divine sensation.

“What do you need, beloved?” David asked, freeing his mouth once again to speak.

“Need….you”

“You’ve got me, Michael~”

“C’mon, huckleberry, you know what I mean!”

David couldn’t help but smile at the pout on Michael’s face. Such a soft expression on such a ruggedly handsome face was far too precious in his eyes. 

“Oh, but Michael, it’s so much better to hear you say it.”

He pulled himself away just for a moment to move back up some more, meeting Michael’s eye level. The teasing smirk melted into a sincere, adoring smile as he brushed his hand over Michael’s cheek and under his chin. He couldn’t get over how positively stunning the boy was.

“Please tell me what you want. I need to know how I can make you feel good.”

“David…I wanna…I really want to have sex with you.”

Despite how much experience the vampire had gained over the decades with the occasional human one-night stand, he couldn’t deny the rush he got hearing Michael show his interest. Everything was still so new for them. So fragile, and at risk of coming apart if they didn’t work things out together. 

And yet, it felt right. He knew this was what he wanted too. 

“Oh, Michael,” David sighed, leaning down to kiss him once again. Michael didn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around his neck, pulling him in closer. David could feel the smile on his lips as their mouths moved together.

If they were going to do this, then they were going to do it right. Even with his attention focused on embracing Michael, he was still able to grab his coat that had been shed before. His hands fumbled around in one of the pockets, searching for something important that one of his boys had given him for the first date he had with Michael. A condom and a small bottle of lube.

I owe you big time for this, Paul, David thought to himself. 

One hand was all he needed to pop open the bottle and coat his fingers with the liquid. Warm spread over his skin, perfect for covering up the colder sensation of his body. 

“Shall I?”

“Hell yeah~” Michael smiled, spreading his legs open a bit more.

Even with the lack of action for quite some time, Michael felt that he was in very good hands with David. And speaking of which, his hands worked such magic on his body. The stretch of his fingers inside didn’t hurt, but rather added to his pleasure, massaging and preparing him for what was to come. 

Michael couldn’t have been happier. It was like being drunk. All giddy and lightheaded and eager for more. It was just always such a good time when he was with David. And all he wanted was to keep the fun going. 

“Allow me, handsome~”

Taking a more direct approach was all Michael had in mind as he gently encouraged David to stop so he could move the both of them. Being extra careful and slow with his movements, he helped switch their positions so David was the one on his back. He knew how sensitive the blond was about the marks on his back, so he was determined to be gentle. 

When he saw how relaxed David looked, Michael knew it was al right to keep going. He was more than happy to take the condom from him before helping tug off the last article of clothing David had on. Seeing the full length of David’s cock was enough to make his own length twitch in pleasure.

“Fuck me, you’re a mighty big fella, aintcha?”

Now it was David’s turn to get bashful from the flirting. 

“You hound dog~”

“Takes one to know one,” Michael teased playfully. The smile stayed on his face as he tore open the wrapper to get the condom out. Once he had properly secured it over the length, he could get nice and comfortable. He swung a leg over David’s body, settling on top of his lap, but not quite in position.

There was a moment where the two of them had some clarity. This was going to happen. After being such good friends and becoming boyfriends, they were about to take on a major milestone in their relationship. While they stared at one another, they seemed to mutually understand how big a deal this was for the both of them.

And yet, there was an unspoken agreement of trust and care. The soft smiles they shared were all they needed when words failed. 

They kept their gaze on one another as Michael lowered himself down onto the length.

“Ooooh shit~” he sighed out, slowly letting out a moan while adjusting to the stretch. It had been a while since his ex-boyfriend, the pastor’s son, had messed around with him. Still, that didn’t matter in the slightest. David was the only man he wanted now. He trusted him to make this time extra special. 

Sure enough, David couldn’t keep his hands off of Michael. His hands found their way to his hips again, taking hold of them and keeping Michael steady as he slowly began to move. Pants and grunts fell from the human boy’s pretty lips, but David would let him take all the time he needed to adjust. After all, with how nice and snug his cock felt inside, he was not complaining. 

When Michael seemed more adjusted, he felt more comfortable with moving his hips by himself. His movements were fluid and smooth, riding David just as he would ride on a saddle. A perfect body like his was built for this kind of motion, and he’d use his skill to his advantage.

“Fuck, Michael,” David crooned, his eyes lidded. “You feel amazing~”

“S-So do you..” Michael sighed, still moving as he spoke. 

His hands were pressed against David’s chest, allowing him to both keep steady and touch him some more. Meanwhile, David’s hands were wandering more, grabbing hold of Michael’s ass so he could massage the flesh while pumping into him. That seemed to add fuel to the fire in the passion Michael felt. 

David truly was enjoying the view. Not only was Michael looking more handsome than ever, but the stars in the sky above looked so stunning as the backdrop. He thought about how much adoration Michael had for the view of the stars during their first date. How much he admired the beauty in nature and how he cared for everything about it. 

It warmed his unbeating heart. He was crazy about the guy. 

Michael’s eyes opened for a moment, catching a glimpse of how intensely David was staring up at him. If he wasn’t blushing before, he certainly was now. 

“Kiss me, David,” Michael said. “I wanna kiss ya so bad~”

Propping himself up with the use of his elbows, David was able to sit up straight and bring Michael in close for another kiss. He still kept a hand on Michael’s body but used the other to cup his cheek. Getting to touch Michael as much as he desired was something David would happily take part in. 

Feeling just as eager, Michael wrapped his arms over David’s shoulders. He held on good and tight as he bounced faster now. He could keep a good, fast pace, and he was more than happy to see how naturally David could keep up with him. 

They really were perfect for one another.

With how David’s cock was massaging him, Michael couldn’t hold on for much longer. His moaning was quickly turning into whining as he felt the rush of pleasure approach quickly. He wouldn’t dare let go as he moved, his own cock bouncing and dripping at the tip with precum. It was all so much so fast. He wanted it all more than anything in the world. 

“Michael~” the blond sighed. “Come on, Michael. I want you, baby. Let go for me.”

"Ahh!! F-Fuck~!"

The words spoken to him acted as some kind of spell on Michael. His body was compelled to do as he was told, and it didn’t take long for the blow of orgasm to finally hit him. His muscles contracted and his teeth ground together as shot after shot after shot of cum painted onto both his and David’s stomachs. 

Such a moment was all David needed to get his own release. He gripped Michael tightly as he enjoyed his climax. If Michael didn’t already feel so intoxicatingly warm now, then he certainly did after David finished inside of him. Even with the condom catching the mess, it was all David had wanted and more with his human lover. 

The two of them were absolutely undone. David fell back onto the blanket, sighing while the haze of afterglow began to slip over his mind. Michael was starting to feel the same, so he removed himself from David’s lap before he lost his balance. The condom was tied up and discarded before he joined the blond in the cozy spot.

“That was some wild ride! You really are a cowboy, aren’t you~?” David snickered. 

“Well the hat ain’t for show after all~” Michael teased, reaching for one of the quilts David had brought along for their trip. He evenly spread it over them while David reached back into his jacket for a cigarette and his lighter. After something so intense, he definitely needed a smoke.

The two of them were consumed by their bliss. Still naked under their blankets and cozied up together as they passed the smoke back and forth to take turns. The flames of the fire were still going strong, acting as the perfect backdrop for their romantic embrace. 

“That really was perfect, David,” Michael sighed, resting his head on the blond’s shoulder. 

“I couldn’t agree more, Michael,” he said, wrapping his free arm around the brunet’s body. 

Things truly couldn’t have been better. There was a real, honest connection between the two of them, and now they were bonded in a special way. No matter what, nothing would change that. As they continued to watch the fire, they made silent promises to enjoy the memory of tonight as much as possible.

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[rhoorl]

Week in Review | Oct. 1

Happy October! This month is a really special month for me personally (more on that later). It marks three months on Tumblr! I’m approaching a pretty significant follower milestone (for me) which is really cool. I try to not pay attention to numbers because that’s stressful and I'm trying to treat this as my fun space (and me time), but this milestone made me pause and think about the little community I’ve found here and how special it is to me. To anyone who has left a comment, reblog, like, ask, or message - thank you! You’ve brought some laughter and smiles to my days. My inbox is always open so if you want to say hi please do!

Anyway, here we go with the week in review… 

Fics I read this week:

Frankie Morales

The Pilot and His Girl by @avastrasposts - I don't want to spoil what happens in the latest chapter but ahhhh this series is just so so good. But seriously, pack some Kleenex for Chapter 33.

Grocery List by @frenchiereading - I love everything in the Mr. Morales and Miss universe. This is just such cute Frankie fluff.

Delta Palms Tropical Resort by @linzels-blog - You know I love a Triple Frontier AU and I’m so excited to see all of the goings on at the resort run by the boys!

Joel Miller

Body Language by @cupofjoel- Joel shows up at your place with a camcorder and some fun ensues…

Happy Birthday by @trulybetty - Needless to say Joel had a very good birthday this year based on some of the fics I added to my TBR list. However this fic right here?! I was a mess after the first freaking sentence - soft smut is your specialty friend!!

Another entry from @linzels-blog this time in the way of some cute Joel fluff when he attends a parent-teacher conference. 

Javier Peña

It's Never Too Late by @javierpena-inatacvest - I was seriously smiling the whole time I read this latest chapter. If you’re looking for a softer Javi (who is still spicy, can’t take that part out of him), then this is such a great read!

What Do We Have Here? by @secretelephanttattoo - We get a little more insight into what Javi’s relationship with Elisa could have been like. I loved all of the references to the show.

Drenched by @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin Javi comes home from work sweaty (hello sweaty curls sticking to the back of his neck) and he and reader both end up drenched. 😉

Marcus Pike

Headshots by @secretelephanttattoo - Reader is a photographer tasked with taking headshots at the FBI office.  Marcus is so freaking cute in this. 

Dieter Bravo 

Destiny & Deliverance by @mysterious-moonstruck-musings is a staple on this list and the only Dieter fic I’m consistently reading at the moment. Sounds like we may need to form a support group based on what may be happening in the upcoming chapters, but I am ready.

Fun Posts

Dieter and @morallyinept were back this week dishing out some self-care advice. I seriously love the way Jett puts these posts together, they make me laugh and think.

I shared some of my favorite things on this post, which also included some photos I've taken.

Feral corner:

Joel’s birthday coupled with photos of Pedro on the picket line kept the feral corner well occupied this week. I mean, look at him. I don't even care how he ties his shoes because he's adorable no matter what.

I found there’s a name for the affliction that I and many of us suffer from - Chronic Pascalitis. There are ways to lessen the symptoms, although do you really want that?

Also, the Pike Puddle is getting deeper thanks to posts like this and like this.

Can we also appreciate how beautiful this photo of Pedro is from earlier this year when we appeared on Seth Meyers' show?!

Things I watched:

I started watching this show on Max called Mosaic featuring Garrett Hedlund. It’s been interesting so far, I’m only about halfway through. There was an episode where looked like Benny and I about lost my damn mind.

Personal Update

This month is a really special month for me personally - my daughter was born in October, we rescued our dog in October, and we got married in October. Needless to say, there’s a lot to celebrate but it also has me in my feels as I sit back and reflect on a lot of things.

The past two years and the transition to becoming a mom has been hard and I’m a work in progress on that front every single day. But we've made it and I'm pretty lucky to have the independent, fearless, and hilarious little girl that I do.

My parents have been in town for the past couple of days to celebrate my daughter’s birthday. As a result, my husband and I get to take advantage of some free babysitting help and are doing a little overnight trip. It’s an early anniversary present for us to stay at one of the on-site hotels at Universal and go to Halloween Horror Nights for the night. Yay I get to see Joel and the TLOU house again!

Aside from that, we have some fun things planned this week. I’m excited for the weekend when I get to go see A Strange Way of Life in theaters! I’ll be sure to include a spoiler-free review here next week!

Fic updates:

I should have the next chapter of Working Title out soon. Thank you to those who have listened to me rant and ramble on about it. I’ve been struggling with the latest chapter. Once I get that out then I’ll work on Delta Landscaping - Will and Katie go on their date, but we also have Friday night plans for the others too. I also shared a little tease about a new neighbor coming to Mule Fall Court.

Thanks as always for reading my ramblings, I hope you have an awesome week!

[just-my-latest-hyperfixation]

WIP Weekend

Weekly WIP update

I've mainly been focussing on my Steddie Big Bang fic this week, wrapping up chapter 2 and re-reading what I have so far. I've been suffering from bitchy brain syndrome all week with regard to this project, thinking everything I wrote was crap, but I guess that's mainly due to being unable to share my ideas. Revising what I've already written has actually helped a little, because I do quite like how it's coming together. I'll prepare my summary and excerpt next, then go back to working on chapter 3 of The King's Gift.

8 out of 29 prompts from my 1k follower celebration are filled, with a new one hopefully dropping over the weekend.

Send me an emoji and I'll write and share three sentences from that project. (Steddie Big Bang snippets will be blurred, as I'm not allowed to disclose anything yet.)

🏰The King's Gift

❓Steddie Big Bang fic 2024

🥳1k follower celebration ficlets

Snippet from 🥳

(CW nudity, explicit sexual content)

Eddie thought he knew what pain was. 

He was chomped on by a flock of feral demon bats while fully conscious. He wouldn’t wish that experience on his worst enemy, and trust him, he has a lot of enemies, what with half the town still convinced he’s a devil-worshiping, cheerleader-murdering psychopath. 

Eddie also thought he knew humiliation. 

Hell, he needed help peeing in those first few weeks in the hospital. His dick has been touched by more people than he is comfortable admitting - and isn’t that something for a chronically bitchless, triple-senior D&D nerd?

Point is, if anyone had asked before today, Eddie would’ve boldly claimed there was nothing in the pain and humiliation department strong enough to make him even bat an eyelash. 

Turns out he was wrong. 

“Fuuuck,” he whines, hands white-knuckling the bedsheets. His head, heavy from craning his neck, thuds back into the pillow. “What the hell is taking so long? Take it off, take it off, take it-” 

“I’m trying, okay?” Steve snaps. He has stopped laughing, which … okay, Eddie appreciates he’s taking this seriously, but he absolutely does not like that brow furrow. That's Steve Harrington's trademark ‘we're royally fucked but I'm gonna keep it together to not freak anyone out’ brow furrow. “The damn knot won't come loose.” 

He tugs at said knot as if to demonstrate, and Eddie almost jerks off the bed as a jolt of pain zaps from the base of his cock all the way up his spine. 

“Jesus fuck, be careful!” he barks, but Steve stays unimpressed. 

“Hold still,” he scolds, voice deep and stern. One large hand grips Eddie’s knee and pushes his thighs further apart. It's very close to how Eddie envisioned this going, and his cock gives a treacherous little twitch. “Don't know why you thought this was a good idea.” 

“I told you,” Eddie hisses through another bout of pain. “It was supposed to be a surprise. I wanted to do something special for our anniversary.” 

Steve gives him a look. 

“So you put a bow around your dick.”

[lgbtlunaverse]

I think i need to explain why this line makes me go so feral

I think the "fine! I'll kill myself after I kill you" line from nie mingjue in chapter 49 permanently altered my brain chemistry and it has something to do with precisely how i got into the mdzs fandom space in the first place.

I've mentioned it a few times but i started watching the untamed in late 2019 right as it was blowing up everywhere and, likely due to a combination of undiagnosed adhd wrecking my ability to be interested in anything for longer than 4 seconds and me very much not being used to the specific style of acting, especially during fightscenes, i never finished it. The only concrete memory i have of it is seeing wen qing's face and meng ziyi completely short circuiting my little gay brain. I remember more of staring endlessly at pictures of her than I remember of the plot. Press F to pay respects.

Flash forward a few years and a friend recommends me a fic writer for an fma fic (the fic riter in question is metisket) and i like their stlye so much i decide to read other stuf they've written. Here we get to our prime suspect: "the one body problem" a genuinely hilarious fic where jingyi gets posessed by wei wuxian like a year before the plot happens and they become awkward brain buddies. 10/10 i loved it (and still do) even though i remember huasiang showing up in my first reading and I, having fully forgotten his name, had no fucking clue what was going on. (Little did i know...)

Anyway flash forward ANOTHER year and I decide to reread that fic, and then the other untamed fic metisket wrote, a wen qing time travel fix it that's also real fun. And then i'm like. huh. that's fun. wonder if there's anything in their bookmarks.

And then, within 20 days, I had read approximately 350 fics. Many of them 100k+ words. I cannot stress enough how much this CONSUMED my brain's ability to do or think about anything else. I now think back to the early days of getting my adhd diagnosis and insisted that while i had pretty much all other symptoms, I did not get hyperfixations. Lol. Lmao, even.

I am mainly focused on wangxian and the junior quartet becuase they are my baby ducklings and i love them. I do come across some 3zun fics and I think huh... this is interesting. But the 3zun brainrot is LIGHT at this point.

The thing about reading more than 350 fanfics is that at some point you kind of piece the plot of the source material back together backwards. Especially because my favorite genre was time travel fix its, where characters relive the whole plot and like to make allusions to all the ways everything went wrong last time.

Because I'm still squarely in my wangxian + juniors (plus a heavy dosis of yunmeng sibling reconciliation) corner here... the feelings on jin guangyao in my fandom corner are. different from where I'd end up soon after. He is my special little guy though, so I do kind of immediatley develop a fondness for him, and I approach my 3zun and early nieyao thoughts specifcially from the assumption that the widespread opinion is that nie mingjue is a fine good guy and jgy is the evil one (I have not seen the bad nmj takes yet. well... I am seeing DIFFERENT bad nmj takes but they're nice to him. In, like, the wrong way. With no solid undertanding of the inherent tragedy at the heart of him that makes him so blorbo to me. But still.) major reactions to the stairs scene as I see them on twitter are "girlboss! He should've kicked him harder 💅"

And the baby jgy apologist in me goes :/ me no likey. And at this point I am also actively seeking out metas and analysis posts so i'm seeing some better opinions than that and getting a halfway solid graps on the themes. wwx and jgy being foils becomes very obvious to me very quickly. So, with my curent understanding of the plot, I go... you know all you people who are like "god i wish nmj would have killed jgy sooner" it uhh... kinda sounds like he'd have died if he did that. If he'd killed him before meng yao had gone off to spy there is a very big chance they'd have lost the sunshot campaign and most of the main cast would be dead. If he'd killed him at the stairs that's... well that's killing your sworn brother, which by the canon's own admission is a universally reviled crime, and jin guangshan could easily take advantage of this by demanding nmj's head in retribution, since he already wanted to get rid of him anyway. He doesn't give a fuck about a-yao of course but he could pretend well enough that he does. And what leg would nmj have to stand on? The jin clan is canonically both willing and able to slaughter entire clans for the murder or attempted murder of the leader or his family, and nie mingjue is the kinda guy who'd immediately offer himself up if it meant the rest of his clan would be spared.

This combined with jin guangyao specifcally dying for his murder of nie mingjue, with huaisang basically not caring much about everything else he does and wanting to get revenge only for his brother, it gives nieyao a sort of mutual doomed soulmates feel. For either of them, killing the other would spell death for themselves. They either both die or they both live, one cannot live on without the order. That's crunchy. I like it.

The fire palace though? well, on meng yao's part there is a real argument that if he'd let nmj get killed immediatly instead of dragging it out he wouldn't have been able to get wrh alone and distracted enough to assasinate him, so that's one half of the mutual doom coin, and if nmj had killed him during their fight there he's also done for. But after? Right before Xichen intervenes? I had no answer for that yet.

(You know what's coming. I did not)

It is at this point that i realize that if this is gonna keep being A Thing then i need to read the source material before I catch fatal fanon poisoning. Yes, I can piece together the plot and themes from seeing what stays consistent across fics and what are the author's own opinons. But I know just as well that sometimes fanon just agrees on shit that didn't happen and treats it like canon, and I have no way of knowing which is which. So I start reading the novel.

And of course, eventually I get to the empathy sequence. And remember, my "nieyao both live or both die" theory is heavy on my mind at this point, and the only stickler is that nmj could sort of have killed meng yao after the confrontation with wrh, still believing meng yao was actually working for him, and not a spy, and get off... not scott-free, Xichen won't be happy, but it's not gonna cost him his life.

And then I read THIS.

Please Imagine dropping a whole block of pure elemental sodium into water. Except the sodium is this quote and the water is my poor little delicate brain. Not only is my theory right, it is ten times more unhinged than i thought it was.

And considering that Nie Mingjue does not seem like the kind of guy who'd consider something like a life debt to have an expiration date, and because after this he will link himself legally and socially to jin guangyao as family and declare that one among their brotherhood turning against the others is to be met with a painful death, I can no longer read the scene at the stairscase in jinlintai without the impression that he is still planning to die afterwards. Which, if you wanted to make that scene even more painful, this is a very efficient way of losing all your remaining hinges.

I think I'd have gone crazy about this line no matter what context I heard it in, but this one specifically? where I'm already obsessed with idea of nieyao's deaths being connected by the narrative and missing just this one piece and having it confirmed? out loud? from one of the characters himself? It's like giving cocaine to a baby.

[murasaki-cha]

A little book rant! I love dual pov in romance books! I love them so so so much!!

And I especially love them when there's a closed off love interest who doesn't really emote much!

Because we go to character A (main character) and we see things from their perspective. They might do something stupid. They might be doing the most normal thing ever. They might be doing something very romantic. Heck they might be just breathing. And they look at character B and they're just standing there looking blankly, or looking grumpy, at most they might have a small smile.

AND THAN WE GET TO CHARACTER B POV!! AND THEY ARE JUST SCREAMING ON THE INSIDE!! LIKE THEY ARE GOING AKSKLDKSNSLDKNSKSPSNSKSOKS! They are in fact this close👌 to crying because of the feelings character A is making them feel.

I go feral over this!!

If I have to give some excamples

I would say one of the greatest moments in my existence was when I was reading Assistant To The Villain and Evie kissed Trystan AND THAN IMMEDIATELY we jumped to Trystan's pov! I almost cried ngl. I freaking screamed for 3 minutes straight (on the inside because I was in public). Honestly it was hilarious going to Evie's pov and she's all "Oh my god I would kill for him, I can't let him figure me out" and than we go to Trystan's and he's all "Crap I'd kill for her I can't let her figure me out".

Wes isn't the type of love interest I described but the extra chapters from Better Than The Movies that were from his pov (The party, Liz's proposal, Basketball Night and their road trip chapters) might have completed my entire life. Might have been the missing piece of my soul. Might have given me a new purpose for living. Might have rewired my brain. Just might have.

A Thousand Heartbeats by Kiera Cass made me experience all the emotions THEY JUST LOVE EACH OTHER SO MUCH THOSE FREAKING IDIOTS!!

*punching a wall* AARON! FUCKING! WARNER'S! POV! CHAPTERS!!!!

I'm reading the Shepherd King duology and book 2, Two Twisted Crowns has 3 pov but 2 of those are between the main character and her love interest in the first book so it counts (also this series is amazing please read it!!!)

I rescently read The Brightest Light of Sunshine by Lisina Coney, NA romance with an age gap, and it was so so cute and touching and when you read their povs you could tell they both were in love with each other from the begining but they were too stubborn to admit it to themselves! Again the love interest isn't really the type that I described but still they're idiots and he constantly fangirls over her so yeah.

Butcher and Blackbird gets a special mention because I love them! Idiots! Bafoons! Dumbasses in love! Both of them just go asjjskdjdd over each other tho so into the list it goes. God I'm eating this audiobook up like Rowan ate that beef niçoise (iykyk)!!!

Some very specific NA hockey player books and book series. I have needs.

I have to mention Defy The Night, I have to. I have yet to finish Defend The Dawn so shush don't tell me anything. Though I loved the dual pov there less about the romance and more when it came to presenting the current situation of the kingdom from both perspectives of the Royals and the Wilds. So it doesn't really fit with what this post is about but I just wanted to mention it because I really liked this book

And if I had to pick one book that I wish would have a dual pov...... Red White And Royal Blue. Even if Henry's inner monologue would have been a long string of "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKK I'M SO GAY I'M SO SO SO BLOODY GAY!!!!!". I'd pay good money for that actually

[morallyinept]

Happy Sunday Everyone! 🖤

I've seen some of these weekly round ups floating about and think they are a really great idea, plus I relish any chance to try and stay a little bit organised at the moment. 😵‍💫

So inspiration for this totally comes from these lovelies: @rhoorl @secretelephanttattoo @sin-djarin @trulybetty @boliv-jenta to name but a few, who have been doing this long before I have. I love reading theirs.

And I love that our favourite cowboy, Jack Daniels, is going to be the star of this weekly round up that will drop on a Sunday. Whiskey's deffo one of my favourite Pedro Boys for sure, sugar. 🤠

Okay, let's whip it! Whip it good.

This week has been a bit busy for me - ugh, adulting - but I've still managed to squeeze in quite a lot... although I'm not sure how! 😅 Thank goodness for queuing posts is all I can say!

☆ Things I've posted this week:

• The Pit - An Ezra One Shot - This is my first time writing for my beau, Ezra (& admittedly I may have peed my pants a little when I posted it 🫣). Thank you so much to those who have left some really positive feedback after reading it! If you haven't read it yet, I'd really love you to, and would love to know your thoughts about it. 🖤

• Five Days - Chapter 2 has been released today. Woo! Again, thank you for the feedback - I'm so glad you guys are enjoying this Joel mini series of mine. I simply adore writing for him.

• The Red Tie - Dave York GIFLET - Got more GIFLETS to come for more Pedro Boys. It's so fun writing these with a limited number of words.

• This week's session of Self Care With Dieter & Jett focused on how you can overcome negativity that's aimed directly at you. With a special appearance from Joel!

• I've finally created and posted my Writing Masterlist too. I would love for you to check it out.

☆ Things I'm currently working on:

• Next installment of Five Days. (The whole story is completed, but I'm just doing the final edits & making it look pretty.)

• A spooky, smutty Halloween One Shot, featuring 3 of the Pedro Boys, to be released on Oct 31st. 🎃 I'm excited about this one.

• Final edits on a couple of One Shots I've finished for Frankie Morales, Marcus Pike & Max Phillips. I have a couple on the go that I've started drafting for other Pedro Boys too.

• Working on some sexy Christmas treats as well. 🎄

☆ Things I've read this week:

• It's Kinktober, and there are quite a few Kinktober lists I've been following. You can check them out here if you'd like. You are all so talented with this yearly theme, I love it!

• I've updated my Pedro Character Fic Rec List too this weekend, so be sure to check it out for more amazing stories from all the incredible writers featured. If I haven't come across your work yet, please let me know. I'd love to add it to the list.

A couple of fics that really blew me away this week in particular were:

You call & I come running - @chronically-ghosted Taylor has written one of my favourite Dieter stories ever, and this Javi P story is a close contender, let me tell you! I'm still not over this. If you haven't read it yet, you're missing out. (The Dieter fic in question is called I Am Touchin', I Am Grabbin', Everything I Can't Be Havin'.)

Tear You Apart - @ilovepedro This Joel story is just fang-tastic in everyway. (You'll see why I used the pun when you read it!) Joel is just incredible in this, and really shows you that age is just a number. Brilliant read.

Stargazing - @secretelephanttattoo I love everything about El's Frankie in this. It's literally the kind of boyfriend I imagine him to be IRL. 😍 This was a perfect piece of sweet loveliness in every way. I'm still mush for it.

Ouroboros - @wannab-urs Gin has made me primitively feral for Dave York after reading this. This was an incredible read, and one I highly encourage you to read as well.

The Man In Apartment 6A - @spookykoolkat This was just so sexy. I can't even describe how sexy this was. I felt like I lived in reader's apartment reading this, and would give anything for this Joel to be my neighbour. Just delicious.

Tenant Girl Cucking - @gracieispunk Gracie did a number on me this week with this latest instalment of her amazing Maintenance Man Joel series. To the point that I am still bug-eyed about it now. 🥴 I soooo look forward to how this is going to all play out. Gracie, you're a menace for this cliffhanger, but I absolutely fucking loved it!

☝🏻All of these incredible stories are listed on my Pedro Character Fic Rec List also.

Also just want to shout out to lovely @bonezone44 who has created this stunning piece of Ezra art. It's absolutely gorgeous and I am flawed by it. The likeness is incredible! I would happily buy a print of this. For real.

☆ What have I been watching/listening to this week?

I'm a massive rock chick, if I do say so myself. Any kind of rock, be it classic, punk, metalcore, heavy... you name it. 🤘🏻 My inner goth is constantly headbanging.

I recently discovered a great, fun rock song called Plan Z by Boi What. If you're a Spongebob fan, you'll recognise this as Plankton. It's basically Plankton's song with a heavy rock riff, which is fucking amazing! 😀

I finished the latest season of Sex Education last week and I love that show so much! I really loved how inclusive and diverse they were with the cast and characters in this season too.

I'm yet to start watching Ashoka - I'm keen to, but just not had the time to sit down all week and binge something. Here's hoping for some time this coming week. 🤞🏻

And I still haven't seen Strange Way of Life yet either in full 🫣 It's coming out on Mubi soon here in the UK, so I'm totally going to chomp that up when it does! You'd better believe it! I'm pining for Silva already.

☆ What have I been up to this week?

I went on a short hike yesterday - something that I'm quite passionate about. Made the most of the sunshine still clinging on here in the UK.

Before the pandemic I would hike solo very often, but since then I've become quite lazy with it, so I'm getting back into it slowly, with the view to start hiking up some mountains at some point next year. My workplace does sponsored mountain hikes for charity, so I'm keen to take part next year for sure. Lots of training to do to get in shape before then. 💪🏻

I love wandering off the beaten track, discovering something beautiful and clearing the ol' mind out for a while. It's very therapeutic. And an ideal time to think up some new stories to write! 😉

Thank you to everyone who has tagged me in things this week, and to those who have sent Asks and DM's. I'm enjoying getting to know you all and engaging with you. 😘

I think that about covers it all. I hope you're all having a lovely weekend, no matter what you're up to!

Remember, manners maketh man.

Stay kind, stay creamy peeps 🖤

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I created my video banner using a GIF of Agent Whiskey, originally by @javier-pena 🖤

[halfmoth-halfman]

it's a new year, so i wanna try something new (a month late lol) where i make a little post for all of the fics i enjoyed each month!

this is gonna specifically be for fics that were also written that month, but if you wanna see more of my fic recs and favs, i have em all organized on my recs blog, here!

if you have any fic recs of your own, feel free to send em my way here or on my sideblog- i love finding new fics and writers!

Alex Keller

sun and stars - @halcyone-of-the-sea

✧ sunshine!alex is something i never knew i needed until i read this fic. and sunshine!alex with grumpy!gf is such a perfect combination! this entire fic is so beautifully written, so cute and so tender. this is definitely going to be a new comfort fic for me!

Joel Miller

yours and mine - @uselsshuman

✧ i'm already weak for soft!joel, but this just knocked it out of the park for me. the interactions between sarah and reader, and reader's determination to prove stepmothers can be good too is just uugghh. i always come back to this fic whenever the show gets too sad, it's the perfect pick-me-up.

John Price

to the flame || pt. 7 | pt. 8 - @lunarvicar

✧ a series i found forever ago, then lost track of! i had no idea there were more chapters, but when i tell you i was over the moon to find out there was more. this series has everything: angst, fluff, just enough smut, an oc named moth, and an amazing characterization of price!

kiss time! - @newcomernewcums

✧ price covered lipstick marks??? sign me tf up. two separate scenarios and both are absolutely perfect. and the added detail of price letting reader reapply their lipstick so they can cover him in even more marks?? i'm feral.

small, dark, and kind of shady - @mvtthewmurdvck

✧ there really are no words for how perfect i think this fic is. undercover missions are already a weakness of mine and coupled with one of the best characterizations of price i've seen, i'm completely smitten.

John "Soap" Mactavish

his wistful yearning - @halcyone-of-the-sea

✧ friends to lovers is one of my favorite tropes and this is one of the best portrayals i've read. the teasing, the flirting, soap being so completely obvious and in love, and the reaction from the rest of the 141 is all written absolutely beautifully.

soap and squid || adjusting. | hands and stars | softest kisses - @mvtthewmurdvck

✧ nothing but pure softness, i am melting. soap and squid are one of my favorite fic couples to read, and these valentine's fic have only just cemented my love for them.

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

speak now - @sprout-fics

✧ i'm already feral over this because it's a gaz fic, but oh. my. god. this fic absolutely killed me, it hurt so so good and the ending just killed me. wonderfully written and only got more and more perfect with every reread.

Multi Characters

mask on, mask off - @m4ctavish

✧ very cute, and honestly got me kinda obsessed with the idea of a masked reader?? love the way both characters and both scenarios are handled, and the idea of ghost trading masks???? 👀

Original Works

unnamed - @uselsshuman

✧ we stan original works and stories on this blog. we got fantasy, assassins, shadow people, and i'm already excited to see where this goes!!

Simon "Ghost" Riley

earl gray tea | come stay awhile | stay here with me - @a-sibyl

✧ a mini-series that has found a special place in heart, i can't count the amount of times i've reread this. such a wholesome set of fic showing a softer side to ghost outside the 141.

ghost panics when he realizes he likes you just a little too much - @euovennia

✧ such a good look at how ghost would process catching feelings for someone, especially a friend. the internal struggle, the constant worry, the sharknado series, this fic has it all!

ghost and helen || just the softest touch | fluffy headcanons re: his super king bed | pt. 2 - @mvtthewmurdvck

✧ i have no words for the entire ghost x helen!reader series, it's literal perfection. probably one of the best portrayals of ghost i've ever seen and every fic is so beautifully written and has me thinking about them for days i've read them. idk how jo manages to knock it out of the park every single time, but i am in awe of her talent.

sometimes, i dream - @mvtthewmurdvck

✧ another ghost and helen fic (and one of my favorites), but it gets it own section for this line alone: “Would you still love me if I was a rock, Simon?”

happiness series || imagine it | twice a question, once an answer | will never be enough | almost | bigger than the whole sky - @lethalchiralium

✧ this series is so cute and fun. i am such a sucker for family man simon riley and this scratches that itch in all right ways. even the sad chapters. and seeing the 141 loving and supporting the riley family just makes my heart swell.

the captain - @as-is-above-so-below

✧ my crops are watered, my livestock fed, my bills paid. ghost has a badass sniper wife and she's pregananante and i love it. ghost going feral on price and then shamelessly flirting with his wife had me rolling, but i love the interactions here between ghost and the team!

[crime-wives]

thank you so so much to @thecasualqueer for the tag :DD

1. how many works do you have on ao3?

i have 8 works on ao3 currently and many more in the works :)

2. what's your total ao3 word count?

15,579

3. what fandoms do you write for?

i write mostly for swan queen (emma swan/regina mills), meddison (meredith grey/addison montgomery), and supercorp (lena luthor/kara danvers), but i also have a bunch on rairpair fics in the works :)

4. what are your top 5 fics by kudos?

nobody warns you before the fall - 219 kudos (i was so surprised at the amount of reception this fic got, i really didn't think anyone would read it lol)

nothing worsens, nothing grows - 156 kudos

so you were never a saint, and i loved in shades of wrong - 106 kudos

this house may be haunted (but not ours) - 68 kudos

probably running away (from the feeling i get) - 50 kudos

5. do you respond to comments?

yes, i always respond, although it usually takes me awhile. i love every single person who has ever commented on my fics :)

6. what is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

my fic do you think i have forgotten (about you) is probably my angstiest ending. for context, the fic is about addison montgomery and derek shepherd and the breakdown of their marriage so. (the fact that i wrote a het fic is shocking even to me)

7. what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

this year, to save me from tears, i'll give it to someone special is probably the most optimistic ending for one of my fics.

8. do you get hate on fics?

i haven't so far, i assume i will at some point, but for now everyone has been really positive and encouraging towards me and my writing :)

9. do you write smut? if so, what kind?

at the moment i don't write smut, but eventually maybe.

10. do you write crossovers? what's the craziest one you've written?

i haven't yet, but i did have an idea for a swan queen and supercorp crossover so maybe

11. have you ever had a fic stolen?

no, i don't believe so.

12. have you ever had a fic translated?

no but i would be honored if anyone ever wanted to translate a fic.

13. have you ever co-written a fic before?

no i haven't, but my friend @emily-prentits and i have been working on an idea for a rairpair :D

14. what's your all time favourite ship?

probably swan queen. they never fail to get me in the feels, something about family, and belonging, and finding a place for yourself. also enemies, to reluctant co-parents, to friends, to lovers am i right? they make me so feral (i'm so normal i swear)

15. what's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

my only published wip is so you were never a saint, and i loved in shades of wrong but i sincerely doubt i will ever finish that (it was meant to be a oneshot but i added another chapter and i kinda hate it so)

but because i am actually insane, (i went through my docs and counted for this) i have a grand total of 57 wips, most of which will never be finished, or compounded into other fics.

16. what are your writing strengths?

i think i'm good at characterization, i like to spend a lot of time analysing the characters, and it's very important to me that the characters feel like themselves.

17. what are your writing weaknesses?

one of my weaknesses is description. i am definitely working on it tho. in addition, the amount of time it takes for me to write anything substantial.

18. thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

i'm not sure, i think maybe if it was extremely necessary, but otherwise i'm not sure.

19. first fandom you wrote for?

meddison - meredith grey/addison montgomery from grey's anatomy.

20. favorite fic you've written?

oh god wow i'm not sure. i think i'd have to say either do you think i have forgotten (about you) or probably running away (from the feelings i get) are probably my best fics.

no pressure tags :) @emily-prentits @flyingpotstickers @peridotglimmer @horsetailcurlers2 @hummingbirdswords @nostradamus0

[iwritenarrativesandstuff]

Trimax Thoughts Vol. 3 Pt. 1

Some more miscellaneous thoughts. I realized it's actually more convenient to do these before any analysis because. Well. I actually haven't read this manga before. Why was I trying to do full analyses before just letting myself read it. Why am I a dumbass.

Anyways.

It's the repression my dude

(Ok but can we talk about how Wolfwood doesn't really lie and his eyes convey his emotions whether he wants it or not and he still feels strongly because that attachment keeps him going and then how Vash has had to withdraw and shove everything into a box somewhere deep inside him because he always has to maintain a distance and always has to leave aughhh)

Ohhhhh that part where Vash is able to tell exactly how many strikes are incoming... I love how he becomes really precise and calculating in a fight. It's a really great way to show the severity of a situation and his skill and experience! (Bonus points: he does this in Tristamp too - I still cannot get over the way the animators chose to have him move right before he pulls out his gun in ep 1 - I went on an unhinged ramble about that. He's always fluid and grounded. I adore those animators they did a fantastic job.)

!!! I think this is the first time we've actually seen Knives' face since the Fifth Moon Incident! ...there's something to examine in this.

Feral Wolfwood <3

Yikes. If we wanted more emphasis on the way a lot of people around Vash do not stop to consider the severity of death. The violence is so typical in this world it's treated as a scene from which one can be detached. Vash's honest distress and compassion as entertainment :(

Hey. What the fuck.

The baby with the gun would be a lot funnier if I didn't know what Leonof had to do to people to make his puppets.

SICK AND TWISTED. WTF.

Ok say what you will though but Leonof so far has been the only one of the GHG that I think actually understands the assignment. Like. Yeah, this sure is the way to fucking break the guy. What the hell.

Oh, Vash knows him? Maybe that's why Leonof knows how to hurt him so well...?

AUGH he had puppet Doc, who vouched for Vash earlier to Brad, call him a demon!!! This also means he was killed! WTF

AUGHHHH wolfwood :(((

Meryl and Milly I love you so so much

Whjfhbdsjfbhv??? Girl??????

Vash: *starts blaming himself* Luida: "no." Vash: "oh, ok." :(

Hair down Vash <3

I really love the way we find out a bit more about Vash in this chapter. Him taking Meryl and Milly to a special place that helps him relax and heal and feel closer to Rem, even if he doesn't quite tell them that's what it is. Meryl knowing it's important somehow anyways and feeling like she can see him a little more clearly. Wolfwood freaked the hell out by the idea that Vash is immortal, but instead of leaving it at his assumptions, he still goes to talk to Luida and ask questions, who immediately proceeds to emphasize how lonely yet kind he is. We learn a lot about Vash in this chapter without him actually revealing anything about himself directly - all through other people, and the impact he's made on them. And I like how even though we find out more and more the differences between human and whatever Vash actually is, we circle right back around to confirming what we already knew about him from the beginning - he's fundamentally a kind man with a lot of pain in his heart who always makes the active choice to be nice. Just. Agh.

Wolfwood, running while carting his stupid IV pole over his shoulder: "oh fuck I need to protect women (and Vash)"

Softest look I've ever seen. What.

But ohhh does this make me happy. Because he's spent this volume thinking Vash has no survival instinct because he's immortal, etc., which terrifies him because he cannot understand not fighting to survive. Vash's smile makes a comeback here, but he now understands that it's not just a mask, it is the way he fights to survive. That smile is Vash's struggle to live in the same way the violent struggle is his, and Wolfwood I think/hope is starting to realize again that the gap is not so wide between them. He's calmed enough to remember that he actually likes this guy. Augh.

[0nlythrowharrybeaux]

The Assistant - Part 9^**

Hello friends, this is the end of the weekly updates for this series! The last two chapters will be my Holiday fics - so Thanksgiving (November) & Christmas (December)! I already have some ideas and I can't wait for you guys to read them down the line so that this story can be officially completed

WC: 8.5k

Y/N felt like she was walking on air for the past few weeks of officially being with Harry, this was actually the first weekend that she would not be spending it with him as he was off in New York, he wouldn’t be back until Sunday night. However, she wasn’t totally alone, she was having a sleep over with Lisa and they were currently up in her room getting ready to meet up with their friends for dancing and some dinner.

“Well you’ve been missing for weeks, what have you been up to?” Lisa asked with a mischievous smile and Y/N grinned.

“That’s one of the reasons I wanted you to come over. I have tons to tell you.” Y/N smiled and Lisa squealed.

“OK, spill it!”

“Well, first things first, Harry and I are together now.”

“Oh my gawwwd!” Lisa shouted and clapped excitedly as Y/N laughed at her reaction, “That’s incredible! When did this happen?! How’s it been going? Have you…done it again?” she asked more quietly with a suggestive look and Y/N felt the blood rushing up to her face but she nodded, “Tell me everything!” Lisa whisper-shouted, “Or well, whatever you feel comfortable sharing.” She added in and Y/N smiled.

“Well, it all kind of started with this creep at work making a move on me. Harry wasn’t even supposed to be here, but he showed up out of nowhere and punched the guy out!” Lisa gasped, “Knocked him clean on his ass and made him apologize to me.”

“God, a knight in shining armor…” 

“I know! And well, we told my grandpa what had happened and he asked him for dinner and ummm after that he kind of snuck in and we…” she trailed off and looked over at the spot on the floor they had occupied and Lisa’s mouth opened.

“You horny little devils!” Lisa cackled, “Couldn’t even make it to the bed!” She teased and Y/N laughed.

“No, the bed was just a little too squeaky. But ummm, yeah that was…” she trailed off again with a smile, “He just knows what he’s doing.” She assured and Lisa squealed in excitement, “Then we were just talking a bit and he said that he wanted to ask my grandparents if we could properly date. So he came again for dinner the next day and asked them if he date me properly, my grandma later told me everything he said about me being special and all these heart wrenchingly sweet things! And so he asked if we could go for ice cream and-”

“Let me guess, plenty of cream, but hold the ice?” She smirked and Y/N laughed loudly covering her face.

“You’re gross.”

“It’s the truth.” Lisa laughed and YN continued telling her all the sickeningly sweet details about him telling her that she was all he’s ever wanted and all the niceties until Lisa snapped and asked her for details on what she really wanted to know.

“Ummm, OK well… he just, bent me over the hood of the car and…God, he pulled my hair back and he went so hard, I swear I was sore for two whole days.” She said more quietly and Lisa’s mouth was hung open, “But it’s not just what he does, it’s the things he says…” 

“Romantic?” She asked with a smile now and Y/N bit her lip and shook her head.

“No, absolutely filthy.” She said and Lisa’s eyes went wide, “He’s so vocal and it’s just a full sensory experience. You know, there’s just this innate part of you that longs for these feral escapes and he just brings it out of me! He makes me completely wild, I honestly think I would try anything with him.” Y/N admitted and Lisa sighed with a smile.

“What about in the office?” She asked mischievously and Y/N shook her head.

“Oh no, no way.” Y/N laughed, “But we’ve made little detours here and there before he drops me off at home and whatnot. Sometimes we’ll go out for lunch and have little escapades at his house and head back.”

“What a dream, Y/N…I’m so happy for you!” Lisa expressed, “You deserve this!” She assured and Y/N giggled and then bit her lip.

“I still can’t believe it. I know that we’re still in the initial stages of it all, but it’s been really good. He’s so mature and put together, and he believes in me. It’s a relief to meet a man like that, who believes I can do more, you know?” Lisa nodded with a smile, “Ummm, back to our previous topic, I have a question for you, you can tell me to buzz off if it’s too much but ummm, you know how we…go down on the guys.” Lisa nodded, “H-has Joey ever returned the favor?” Y/N asked Lisa who shook her head with furrowed eyebrows, “Well, I recommend you ask for it because it is life changing.” She said and Lisa grinned.

“Really?”

“Definitely. I know that you and Joey have a great sex life, but this is a game changer. He can also use his fingers, but you know, if he uses his mouth on those special spots…”

“Oh god, I can only imagine.” Lisa closed her eyes, “I’ve wanted to, I just get shy to ask.” She confessed.

“Well just go for it. Trust me.” Y/N smiled and Lisa nodded along.

Soon enough they were ready and saying goodbye to Y/N’s grandparents as Joey waited for them in the living room. They were just going to eat at a diner and then go dancing, as they headed into the diner they were spotted and waved over to the large booth at the end of the diner by their friend Michael and as Y/N looked over who was there she saw James beside their other friend Johnny, and another girl at his side.

“Oh my god, I’m sorry, Johnny probably invited him along.” Lisa said softly as they approached.

“Oh it’s fine, we left off on good terms.” Y/N assured Lisa.

“OK, good.” She whispered. 

Truth was that James was nowhere near over Y/N. He had invited this girl that his dad had just hired at their store to try and bring out a little jealousy from her. Maybe when Y/N saw that he was moving on she’d snap out of whatever had gotten into her that caused her to end things between them. It had been a few years, but he held on to hope. There was no one better for her, his family was well off and respected in the community, he could care and provide for her, what more did she need? She was always looking for jobs and trying to find ways to help her grandparents. He could make sure that they were looked after and that she never had to work another day in her life. He had everything to offer her and she just needed to see that again, as she one did. Y/N seemed to be exuding this confidence and glow that made his heart pound in his chest and admittedly got him all hot and bothered for her. She looked great in her short, orange dress. It was loose on her frame but it made her legs look like they were miles long despite her shorter stature in comparison to his. She was perfect, always had been.

“Hey everyone!” Joey greeted with excitement as he walked up and they all slid into the booth and said their hellos.

“Ummm everyone, this is Felicity.” James introduced the blonde girl sitting across from their group and they all chimed in pleasantries and smiled at her to greet her warmly. 

Soon enough they were ordering and all the boys were chatting and mucking about, minus James. He seemed a little preoccupied between talking with Felicity and staring at Y/N. Y/N could feel his eyes burning into her from across the booth and she was just doing her best to ignore it. His lust always burned intensely and she was used to it and unaffected by it by now. He was rather easy to discourage if she continued paying him no mind. Finally they were eating she and Lisa were trying to be inclusive of Felicity, but she seemed to be really shy and would not really carry on with conversation after they asked her a question. Eventually, James just let up on staring at Y/N and joined the conversation with the guys until they all left and agreed to meet at some disco near Hollywood. 

Everyone was feeling excited as they walked up the line to get inside. Y/N was already moving along to the music that was slightly muffled by the walls, but flowing just enough through the opened entrance as people were being let inside in their little groups. Finally, they were being let inside and immediately they flooded to the dance floor. Y/N and Lisa were dancing together as Joey made his way to the bar with their drink orders. James and Felicity were also dancing together, but Y/N could still feel his intense gaze on her every now and again. That started to go away through the evening as she got a couple drinks in her system. What she was really craving now was the feeling of Harry’s strong arms around her waist and his front pressed up against her bum as they swayed together. She wanted to smell the whisky on his breath and the delicious cologne he wore wafting around their immediate surrounding and enrapturing her senses. She didn’t know definitively how he’d act now that they were officially together, but she imagined that he would kiss her every now and again with a smile on his lips and hold her closer, hold her hand with their fingers intertwined. She imagined that in his true fashion he would mumble sweet nothings in her ear, but also some of his lustful and raunchy desires until she was nice and ready for him and he’d work her up until she was pleading with her eyes for him to get her out of there. She imagined that despite their rush to a more quiet and private place he’d get too impatient and pull over somewhere dark and secluded and they would have loud and fast sex in his car. 

“Hey, you alright?” Johnny’s voice cut through the noise, his warm breath tickling at her ear and she looked at him confused, “You’re pouting.” He leaned back in.

“Oh yeah, just got lost in thought about something!” She said back, “I’m gonna go out outside, get some air!” She informed him and started walking out. When James saw this he asked Johnny if she was alright and he just shrugged in response.

“Leave it, man. You’ve had a little too much to drink for this.” His friend admonished, knowing that he was still completely hung on her and James shook his head and said something to Felicity before he hurried off in pursuit of her. When he emerged it felt like he could breathe again, it was so stuffy inside and despite it still being warm it, it was refreshing in comparison to the musty air of so many body dancing in the building. He looked from side to side until he saw Y/N, she was turned away, her shoulder was pressed against the wall and she appeared to be staring up at the sky. He came up to her and reached out to her shoulder and she gasped as she turned around.

“James, god!” She scowled, “Scared me.”

“Sorry.” He offered an apologetic smile, he came a bit closer to her, “You alright?” He asked and she could smell the alcohol on his breath.

“Yeah, just needed a bit of fresh air.” She smiled.

“Haven’t seen you in a while. Work keeping you busy?” He asked and she nodded.

“Yeah, actually. How’s that going for you?”

“Great, we’ve been really busy as well, had to hire on more people.” He sighed.

“Well that’s good, right?” He nodded, “You’re also seeing someone now?” She asked with a smile, she was genuinely excited for him and he grinned.

“Why? You jealous?” He asked and her smile left her face, “Hey, hey, I’m joking.” He said with a grin, he was not, he really wanted to know if she was.

“I didn’t want to be presumptuous by saying it’s good we’ve both moved on is all.” She said and he hid his discontent well with a smile.

“Oh, so you’ve moved on?”

“Yeah.”

“With who?” He asked with a smile, feigning excitement for her.

“Ummm, Harry-”

“Your boss?!” He asked with shock and she nodded, “Jesus, Y/N…” He shook his head with a frown.

“We didn’t plan for this to happen. But we work closely and we just started to care about each other.” She shrugged and he scoffed.

“Oh please…” he said and she frowned, “He’s using you! He knows you want to get places in the world and if you make nice with him he’ll say good things about you.”

“You’re being a dick, James.” She stated and he frowned and shook his head with a sympathetic look.

“I’m just telling you the truth.” He said grabbing her arms gently, “Baby, I-”

“Don’t call me that.” She snapped.

“You can’t truly believe that he has good intentions for you.”

“Of course he does.” She said and he sighed, “You’ve clearly had a bit much to drink, can smell it off of you, so let’s just go back inside and-” he leaned in to kiss her and she turned her head to the side just in time. “No, James.” She asserted and he frowned.

“Y/N, use your brain for ten seconds! You’re always going off about how women are smart and rational too and look at you! Believing this man you barely know just because he makes you feel pretty? You’re like every other foolish bimbo out there!” He said and she pouted, “He just wants you for one thing. Think about it!” He argued as he brought his hands up to his hair and ran them through the tresses, “Why would someone that important and powerful be with someone like you?” He asked.

“What?” She asked.

“Y/N, baby, don’t act like you don’t know. You have nothing to offer him other than that pretty face and pretty body. You should end it before he hurts you. You’re not anywhere near his level!” He admonished, “You need to be with someone like, like me.” He said and she shook her head.

“You’re unbelievable. Move.” She said shoving past him as her eyes welled up.

“Hey, hey, hey!” He ran ahead of her to block her path, “I’m not doing this to hurt your feelings or make you cry. I’m telling you the truth before it’s too late and he leaves you on your ass feeling used and stupid.” He said as he reached up and wiped her tear. “If you just gave me one more chance-”

“You’re insane if you think I want anything to do with you ever again, James.” She spat and sniffled through her tears before rushing back inside. They left shortly after and Y/N spent the whole night somehow rationalizing all of the things that James said about her. She surely wasn’t good enough for Harry.

**********

Harry could tell something was off with Y/N from the moment he got into the office on Monday. She seemed tired and shut down a bit.  He tried asking her throughout the week if she needed a break or to talk and she would just plaster on a fake smile and assure him she was fine, but she was distant towards him for the past few days, her walls were up and he was beating himself up mentally over what he possibly could have done to warrant this attitude from her. So as the end of the day on Thursday approached he called her in to his offie and she wandered in, as usual, distracted momentarily by the golden sun outside of his window.

“Baby?” He said as he reached for her hand and her grip was weak as he intertwined their fingers, “You keep telling me you’re alright, but I can see that you’re not.” He broached the issue again and she just looked down at their hands together, “I’ve been going out of my mind trying to figure it out all day and I can’t think of anything. So you’ve got to tell me. Did I do something to upset you?” He asked her and she finally looked into his eyes and shook her head.

“No, Harry. Not at all, I’m just…not feeling my best today.” She explained and he frowned.

“Today? Don't give me that, it's been the whole week, love. Please tell me what happened.” He pressed as he pulled her so that he was half-seated on his desk and she was stood between his parted legs.

“Just something that happened last weekend. It just got to me is all.”

“What was it then? Hmmm?” He asked carefully and she sighed.

“Went out dancing with my friends and James was there and…I needed some fresh air and went outside and he tried to kiss me and-”

“Wait. What?” Harry asked in anger. “Why did you even go outside with him?” Harry asked, the jealousy he felt bubbling up in his veins was unlike anything he had ever felt before.

“I didn’t. He followed me and then he started saying all this stuff about how you were only with me for sex because I have nothing to offer you and basically saying that I was stupid for thinking that you could ever properly be interested in me-”

“And that’s why you’re upset?” He asked with a disbelieving tone and she nodded, “Why do you even listen to that prick, let alone hang around with him?”

“I didn’t know he was going to be there! Lisa, didn’t even invite him, he tagged along with another friend and it just got to me Harry. He knows what buttons to push and I just-”

“You doubted me. You doubted everything I’ve told you, all the things I’ve admitted to you about how I feel, all that get’s thrown out the window because your prick of an ex-boyfriend doesn’t like us together?” He scoffed as he let go of her.

“What? Harry, no-”

“And then you proceed to act all weird with me and punish me for something he did?” Y/N was growing frustrated because this had nothing to do with him and he was spinning it to make it about him. It was all about her and James exploiting insecurities he knew she had.

“You’re not listening to me, Harry!” She interrupted, but he didn’t let her continue as he continued arguing about things that weren’t even his to argue about and she got so exasperated and upset that she just groaned, “I can’t continue talking about this with you right now!” She sighed and walked out of his office and closed the door behind her. He took a few calming breaths, she was right. He couldn’t see past the fact that fucking James was there. The guy left a bad taste in his mouth from the moment he met him at the beach. He waited a few more minutes before he’d approach her again, work this out before she left for the day. He got a little distracted with some contracts that by the time he looked up it was nearly 15 minutes past the end of her shift.

“Shit.” He mumbled and hurried across his office and opened the door, fully expecting to see her sitting on her chair with her arms crossed over her chest and a pout adorning her pretty lips, waiting for him to come around. He felt disappointed and angry to find that her desk was completely bare of her belongings. She had left! She had left him without even saying goodbye and baring this weight of guilt and confusion and frustration. When Harry got home he was warring with himself to call her but his arrogance was too great for that and he just decided to go to sleep early and maybe in the morning she’d apologize for leaving him like that without even saying goodbye.

***********

The whole next day was tense and quiet. Luckily, Harry had a lot of meetings so their interactions had been few and far between. Both of them were stubborn as mules and neither of them had caved even a little bit to apologize. In Y/N’s mind this was all Harry’s fault, he was being irrational and not listening to anything. He was making this about himself when all she needed was his reassurance. She thought that he would at least make an effort to approach her before leaving and she did stick around for a little bit before realizing that he wasn’t going to. And in Harry’s mind Y/N was at fault for all of this, how could she have doubted him so? What more could he do to her to prove that he cared about her? That she was special to him, that was one of a kind. But more than that, how could she allow her ex-boyfriend to even be so near her that he almost kissed her?! Had they been dancing together? Just being her regular kind self tended to send mixed signals to those looking for even a crumb from her and maybe she just needed to stick up for herself a little bit more. Assert that she was taken - had she even told James that she was with him?  Then just leaving the way she did…that really struck him as her being avoidant and immature and it had been brewing in his mind all day. It’s was nearing 5:30pm as he came back from his final meeting and was half expecting an empty desk again but she was still there, typing something out on the type writer. He couldn’t help himself as he breezed past her.

“So now you stay late.” He mumbled pettily as he walked into his office and threw the door back to close loudly. Y/N scoffed as she heard the door shut loudly behind him and her temper got the best of her as she shot up from her seat and she stomped into his office.

“I waited outside for you!” She said with a grimace.

“Ummm no, when I went back out you were already gone.” He said as he stood from his chair, arms crossed.

“Depends on when you came out, Harry. I couldn’t leave my grandfather waiting until you decided to show up.” She said.

“And you couldn’t come in and tell me you were leaving? After all, you’re the one spending nights dancing with your ex-boyfriend. If anyone owes anyone an apology it’s you to me!” He said and she scoffed and rolled her eyes.

“Are you joking Harry?”

“I’m very serious, Y/N. Why do I have to be the grown up and reach out when you were the one who was upset to begin with? You were the one acting strange with me and I did try, several times to figure out what was wrong and you blew me off, did you not?” He asked pointedly and she sighed.

“Yes, but I wasn’t ready to talk about it yet and-”

“And you couldn’t communicate that?” He asked her and she pouted, “Why is that so hard?” He asked.

“Harry, I-” 

“Instead, you treated me like I had done something wrong and here I am blaming myself all day when in reality none of this is my fault and you’re just brewing and believing some stupid lies your idiot ex-boyfriend told you!” He said, very clearly frustrated with her. Harry shook his head from side to side, there was a look of disappointment in his eyes that she had never seen before, “You were acting like a child. Like an immature and spoiled child.” He said and she frowned, she wasn’t even sure what to say. He was right in that she should have communicated that she wasn’t prepared to talk to him about anything yet, but she didn’t think she was being childish. She wasn’t sure what to say and he sighed and she looked at him as he shook his head.

“Y-you’re being mean.” She said softly, she didn’t want to have a conversation like this with him. She already felt down about herself, she didn’t want him to be the one to make her feel even more awful about herself. It was purely a reactive defense mechanism of hers as she stepped back from him and turned around as she made her way towards the door.

“There you go, running away again!” He said with frustration as she reached for the door knob. “I knew this was a bad idea…” he mumbled lowly, but she heard it clear as day and she had never felt her heart break so quickly. Her eyes started blurring with tears instantly and more than anything she felt her rage building up inside of her in a way she had never felt before. She could feel the heat of her anger rushing through her veins and up to her head, hazing away any logical thought as she opened the door and turned around.

“If you’ve always thought this was such a bad idea then maybe it’s a good thing we’re through.” She responded in a venomous tone, but he still saw the tears spilling out of her eyes. And despite his urge to rush after her his pride beckoned him to stay put and so he did and with a disappointed look she slammed the door loudly. He felt his heart breaking as her words processed and his own eyes started tearing up, but maybe this was for the best, it’s best when he’s alone. No one to hurt him or for him to hurt, no one to disappoint him or for him to disappoint…he cared about her too much to allow her to hurt him, he didn’t want to remember her that way. And on top of that, she was too special for him to hurt her, he didn’t want that to be her memory of him. Maybe it was good that it was over before they even got started.

**********

Lisa had been Y/N’s first call after she broke up with Harry. She was just so angry at what he had said. He clearly regretted ever going there with her so what was the point in fighting for it? She had pretended everything was fine with her grandparents, she didn’t want to tell them just yet. She wanted to be at peace with her decision and she was sure the weekend Lisa planned would help with that. She packed a bag and said goodbye to her grandparents and then got into Joey’s car with Lisa, they were going straight to the bar. She had a few drinks and was plenty drunk when they decided on a venue change, she wasn’t even paying attention to where they had ended up since they had parked a bit far from the place, but when they were let inside of the venue she realized they were at Whisky A-Go-Go. At first she just let it roll off her shoulders as they danced and sang along to the music, but the more drunk she got the more everything in her started to hurt with the memories she had of Harry there. And then, almost like that first night, This is a Man’s World came on and it froze her in her spot, but instead of feeling excitement she felt the tears start to roll down her face as she remembered the way Harry had danced with her. How electric and magnificent and right it felt to finally be up close to him. How it felt like lighting had struck her as their eyes met. She felt hollow and as Lisa turned to her she frowned.

“Oh, Y/N!” She said pulling her into a hug and Y/N just broke down crying. She overheard her tell Joey that it was probably time to go home and so they made their way out of the building and Joey would bring the car around as they waited outside.

“This is all my fault, Lisa.” Y/N whimpered.

“Shhh, shhhh, it’s not. You guys had an argument-”

“But I ended it!” She cried. It hadn’t even been a day and already this was unbearable.

“He also shouldn’t have said what he said, Y/N. You were both angry and hurt, sometimes we say stupid things when we’re upset.”

“I need to see him and say I’m sorry.” She sniffled.

“Maybe give him a call tomorrow-”

“I know where he lives, can you take me there?”

“Are you sure that’s the best thing?”

“No, but I just need to try.” She said and Lisa nodded.

“Yeah, alright we can try.” She said. It wasn’t even midnight, so she decided there was no harm in it. And despite her drunkenness, Y/N got them up the hill to Harry’s neighborhood.

“Holy shit.” Joey mumbled as he slowly rolled through the streets.

“S’that one on the left.” She pointed out with a slight slur to a house that was huge.

“Are you sure?” Lisa asked.

“Of course I’m sure! My boyfriend lives here!” She scoffed and then started crying, “Ex-boyfriend actually.” She then started sobbing and Joey made a u-turn to stop in front of the gate.

“I’ll help her.” Lisa said to Joey and he nodded. She then helped Y/N out of the car and through the gate surrounding the property. She walked her up the long drive way and then she saw his car in the roofed over stall.

“This thing here opens up somewhere…” Y/N struggled as she felt around the little fence. Lisa was still in awe as she looked out into the back of the home.

“Where’s the door?”

“There’s not a door! Isn’t that silly?” She laughed loudly through her tears and Lisa giggled as well, “Ah, there we are!” She exclaimed in excitement as she unlatched the lock to the fence and they stepped inside. Lisa looked around and all there was, was pool and windows. She saw a light on at the far end of the home and the television on as well. “C’mon.” Y/N insisted as she made towards the little bridge.

“Oh no you don’t, not in the state you’re in.” She giggled, plus it was a bit dark out, “Harry!” She called loudly and Y/N brought her finger up to her lips.

“Shhhh!”

  “Stop it, I just want him to come and get you.” She assured, “Harry? Are you home?” She called out again and from a distance she saw his head pop up from the room with the television. He opened the sliding door with a confused look, “Harry? It’s Lisa!” She called out and he switched on the lights and they all squinted at the brightness of the exterior lights and he made his way over. He was already in his pajamas and Lisa tried her best to hold Y/N upright.

“What’re you doing here?” He asked Y/N and then Lisa.

“She’s a little bit drunk and she was crying and asking to come here. I’m sorry, I knew it wasn’t a good idea, I just felt so bad.” Lisa said and Y/N’s eyes were closed as she leaned on her friend, the last drinks were hitting her intensely right about now and she groaned. As Lisa’s words processed Harry almost heard back aloud how he had said almost something similar to Y/N, about them not being a good idea. He was just moping about all night, he had cried plenty and was beyond feeling anything. Y/N then started crying again and Lisa frowned as she pet at her hair.

“She’s really torn up about how things…ended.” Lisa said carefully and Harry felt pain rip through him as he heard that from Lisa’s mouth. Y/N had told Lise that they had ended things and he wondered if she had told her grandparents too. His eyes soften upon seeing her.

“No, it’s alright. I’ve got her, thank you Lisa.” Harry said and she nodded.

“She was going to spend the night with me, she’s got a bag in the car, should I bring it?”

“That’d be great, thank you. I’m just going to get her settled here in the bedroom.” Lisa nodded and Harry reached for Y/N and gently picked her up and Lisa took off. As soon as she was buried in his scent she started to whimper again, wetting the crook of his neck with her tears.

“Baby, I’m so sorry. M’so sorry.” She slurred over and over as he carried her to his bedroom.

“Shhh, s’alright. I’ve got you.” He assured her as his own eyes welled up with tears as he went into the bedroom and set her down on the bed. She clung to his neck as he started to back away.

“Please don’t leave.” She whimpered.

“I need to go get your things from Lisa, OK? I’ll be back in a tick.” He assured and she reluctantly let him go. He hurried out and met Lisa by the gate and he helped her back in the car and thanked her and Joey for bringing Y/N by before he headed inside and set her things down beside the bed before taking a seat beside her, “Look at the state you’re in.” He sighed as he rubbed over her legs tenderly and she started apologizing again, “Shhhh, petal.” He said and suddenly she shot up.

“I think I’m going to be sick.” She said and he helped her into the bathroom and held her hair up as she started to throw up. He didn’t have a weak stomach for these things, but he knelt behind her and rubbed at her back with his other hand until she was all done. She moved and leaned back onto the edge of the tub.

“I’m going to grab your toothbrush.” He said and she nodded. He soon returned and she rinsed off her face and brushed her teeth and he brought in her pajamas. She thanked him and shut the door. Harry went off to grab her some water and just as he was setting it on the bedside table she opened up the bathroom door, “Feeling better?”

“I’m still dizzy.” She said as she approached the bed and he lifted the covers as she slipped in. There was a silence between them for a moment and she looked in his eyes, they were just as full of sadness as hers, “I’m so sorry, Harry. For everything. I was so hurt by what you said and-”

“We can talk about it tomorrow, alright? Just rest for now.” He said.

“You promise?”

“Yes.” He nodded and she hummed.

“Gonna stay here with me?” She asked and he sighed.

“Not tonight, petal.” He shook his head and she frowned, “It’s not because I don’t want to. I just don’t think it’s a good idea. I don’t want anything to escalate before we get a proper chance to talk, alright?” He said and she was still pouting but nodded and turned away to nuzzle into the pillows and he frowned, “Y/N.”

“It’s fine. Good night.” She mumbled and he sighed and reached to turn off the light before standing and heading to the neighboring room.

Harry hardly slept a wink all night. It was early in the morning when he snuck in to check on Y/N who was cozied up in his bed, fast asleep and he grabbed his guitar and headed outside and plopped himself down on a lounge chair and started playing a bit to ease his mind.

*********

When Y/N woke up her head was absolutely pounding. She immediately reached for the glass of water Harry placed beside the bed and then got up to wash her face and brush her teeth. She wandered over to the other bedroom and saw it was empty and as she pushed aside the curtain to peek outside she saw him on one of the lounges with his guitar. She walked through the house and finally came out by the living room, the door was already open and she came up behind him as he faced the cityscape. The sky was a bit overcast and as she came closer she heard him singing softly.

“Imagine me and you, I do. I think about you day and night, it’s only right to think about the girl you love and hold her tight. So happy together. If I should call you up, invest a dime and you say you belong to me , and ease my mind imagine how the world could be, so very fine, so happy together.” He faded out and she smiled as he started the chorus.

“I can’t see me loving nobody but you, for all my life-” she jumped in and he turned around when he heard her hop in and stopped.

“How are you feeling?” He asked her as he put down his guitar carefully.

“Like shit.” She said, “Physically and emotionally.” She said and he frowned.

“Oh petal, come here.” He said making space beside him and she quickly took the invitation and sat beside him and he grabbed her hand, “I’m sorry. You kept apologizing last night, but I should be the one to apologize. I took it too far and I… I swear , baby-” he said turning towards her, “Being with you was the best decision I’ve ever made.” He said and she sniffled as he grabbed her face, “I’m so in love with you and that’s… so terrifying because I’ve been hurt before. Sometimes when people get too close I start to try and find ways to keep them from getting closer, but I don’t want that for us.” He said and her heart was hammering at his confession.

“Wait. You’re in love with me?” She asked and he nodded.

“Isn’t it obvious?” He asked and she shook her head, “Well then, I haven’t done a great job of showing it.” He said and she smiled.

“I love you too.” She whispered and he smiled and kissed her lips gently, “I promise I wasn’t doubting you with everything that James said and I wasn’t dancing with him. He followed me out and things started out like a normal conversation. He had brought a date and so I told him I was glad that we had both moved on he asked who I was with and I said you and he just started hitting me where it hurts.” She explained and he frowned, “I wasn’t doubting you, I was doubting me-”

“Baby no.” he said and she sighed.

“It’s hard to not listen to the bad stuff sometimes. And I’m also sorry for just…ending things like that. I also get scared to let people in and sometimes letting them go before they get too close does seem like the best safeguard, but it’s lonely.” She said and he nodded, “I don’t want to be alone anymore.” She said and he smiled.

“Neither do I, baby.” He whispered.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Anything.”

“Why did you leave England?” He sighed.

“Heartbreak.” He said and she frowned, “She made me believe that she loved me and that we were endgame. But ummm… in the end she chose someone else and I couldn’t… I couldn’t cope and needed a new start.” He said honestly. 

“I’m sorry, Harry.”

“I’m not. If it weren’t for that I never would have met you. I thought I had loved before but what I felt then is nowhere near what I feel for you.” He admitted and she smiled as he said that and his face turned serious again, “Can I ask you something?”

“Of course.”

“I’ve always wanted to ask but ummm, I wasn’t sure if I could-”

“Is it my parents?” She asked and he nodded, “Well my mom had me really young, she’s my grandparents’ daughter. She was only 19 when she had me. Got pregnant by some college boy from out of state, he graduated and was never seen again. She would contact him for birthdays and holidays, but he didn’t want anything to do with us. And well my mom, she got really sick and passed away, I was only two, nearly three. Grandma told me it was fast, it wasn’t even a year.”

“I’m so sorry.” He whispered and she shook her head.

“I don’t remember her all that much, just little things. She was frail, so my grandma did most of the heavy lifting with me and would look after me, so in a way she’s the one that was always there. But she always made sure I knew who my mom was and that she was irreplaceable.” She explained, “I never want to lose anyone again like that and it’s scary to think of losing my grandparents, they’re my family.” She said and he nodded in understanding, “And sometimes I get scared too, what if something untimely happens to me and-and I never lived or loved…but then I think, if I live and love too much, won’t that make leaving the world that much harder?” She reasoned, “That’s why I run away too, because I’m scared to lose what I love so much.” She whispered and he grabbed her face and kissed her gently.

“I never intend on losing you.” He whispered assertively, “Just this tiny taste of life without you has been awful and bitter and I never want to feel this way again.” He insisted, “I love you. I’m not going anywhere.” He assured and she just kissed him ardently. Every fiber in his being tingled as their lips met. There were utterances of apologies and declarations of love as their lips met and pulled apart. “Want to go to the bedroom?” He mumbled against her lips and she nodded. He picked her up and they stumbled together through the house until they fell back on his head and their kisses slowed down as he moved to remove her top before ridding his body of his own

“I love you.” She breathed out as their faces hovered close together and he smiled.

“I love you too.” He responded, “You sure you want to do this now?” He checked in and she nodded.

“Yes. We had our first fight, it’s only right we properly make up.” She responded and he smiled.

“You’re not wrong about that.” He concurred, “I’m goin to go slow, alright?” She nodded with him as he went back to kissing her. 

Harry took his time to worship her body with his lips. He kissed at her neck, her chest, her breasts, her stomach and worked his way up her thighs, asking for permission before he removed her bottoms. She didn’t hesitate to allow him to remove them. His kisses and whispered praises had done plenty to work her up and she was quite literally vibrating with need for him. Her fingers were tangling in his curls as she guided him to her center and he grinned as she bucked up to him, keening desperately for him to get his mouth on her.

“Patience, baby. I’m going.” He assured her, his words muffled by the skin of her thighs as he kissed up them and gripped under her knees and pushed them up, baring her completely for him and he delved right in. Delicately kissing at the sticky creases of her skin and using his tongue to spread her arousal through her core. Her soft whines of pleasure egged him to keep going and her tug on his hair were the perfect little bite of pain he needed to go feral. He traveled up to her swollen little button and flicked his tongue over it rhythmically, building her up.

“Oh my god!” She gasped and he moaned against her, relishing in her taste before letting one of her legs go to get his fingers inside. She shuddered as she felt his fingers rubbing at her entrance and he gently started pushing them in, opening her up for what was coming next. She mewled as he pumped his fingers in time with his licks at her clit, it was making her breathing uneven and for a wonderful pressure to start to form in her belly. She didn’t tone down her sounds of appreciation for the work he was putting in. His own moans were mixing with her sounds and it added more fuel to the fire he was stoking inside of her. It was incredibly erotic knowing that he too was enjoying this. It was int he way he buried his face deeper or shook his head back and forth to create more friction, ever bit of what he did was perfection, “I-I’m so close!” She cried out, her hips started to buck in time with the deep pumps of his fingers, chasing after the feeling so wanted so badly. She was teetering there and her breath was hitching and just before she could start crashing he pulled his mouth away and stilled his finger. She griped out in frustration and he smiled as he felt her bucking up against his fingers, trying her hardest to not let the feeling fade, “Harry!” She sobbed out in frustration and he hummed before he sucked her little bud into his mouth and she shivered against him. Once again, he built her up only to let go at the very last second and she was very vocal about her frustration.

“I told you I was going to take my time.” He reminded her as he kissed up her tummy and she huffed as his lips came back to hers and he grinned, “You’re so impatient, baby. I haven’t even been close to coming and you don’t see me fussing about it.” He teased with a grin.

“But I don’t tease you the way you tease me.” She reminded and he chuckled.

“Baby, it’s not teasing if I’m going to follow through.” He reminded her with a smile and she huffed as he kissed her lips gently, “Ready for me?” He asked and she nodded.

“More than.” She assured him and he smiled as he reached over to the bedside drawer for a condom and got it on. She was on edge as he guided his erection through her slick warmth. He wanted to melt right into her and stay with her forever. He pressed a kiss to her forehead and then leveled down so that their eyes were gazing into each others and then she felt as he adjusted himself, his cock was so hard that he didn’t even need to guide it down to her opening. He gently pressed in and her lips parted in a soft moan, her eyes growing hazy.

“Look at me, Y/N/ Right at me, baby.” He panted against her lips and she tried her best as he thrust further into her, he swallowed down her pretty breathy sounds, mumbling I love you’s as he watched her face as she took him whole. She easily opened right up for him as he sunk in all the way in with a groan rumbling through his chest as he bottomed out.

“You’re so deep.” She whimpered as her walls pulsed around him, drawing him in further, “Oh my god!” She mewled. He just slightly pulled back and sunk back into her hard and slow. She felt dizzy as he reached that part of her that only he seemed to get to, it was making her eyes roll back and for her legs to quake around his hips. His thrusts were slow and deep, allowing for them to remain close. This is how they were making up and it was absolutely beautiful. His heavy breaths would roll into her neck and against her mouth as she clutched at his back and bum, nails raking down his beautifully and unmarred skin.

“You’re so perfect. So perfect.” He grunted and she moaned as her head dug deeper against the pillow as her back started to arch up, her chest pressed into his own and he could feel her pebbled nippled gliding around his skin as her breasts bounced with the force of his thrusts. It was a wonderful feeling, he needed to be closer. His lips crashed into hers and he started sitting up, she instinctually followed, “Get on top, baby.” He said and she nodded, he pulled her close and she guided herself down onto him and she hurried her face into the crook of his neck because now it was far too deep, it was a little hard getting used to it and her legs wrapped right around him and he hugged around her waist. He wasn’t thrusting up and she wasn’t moving either, he just wanted to be inside. When she’d gotten used to it she started grinding against him, gasping with every movement, it was too much.

“Oh baby, I’m gonna come!” She cried out and he grabbed her hair and pulled her out of the crook of his neck so that they were face to face, breathing in time. He started thrusting up into her and was starting to also crumble in on himself as her tight, hot walls massaged and milked his cock. 

“Please, need to feel you.” He panted and she started going faster, breathing erratically as he eyes started to roll back until she was moaning into his mouth as the hot coils of her pleasure wound up as tight as they could go. She felt  every bit of her body start to pulse with the waves of her pleasure coursing through her body. His breathing started to shallow as he also started to whither, she was hotter and slicker and he was breaking out in goosebumps as his own moans poured into her parted mouth. His strong arms hugged her even closer, their bodies nearly overheating as they finished together. They were both coming down slowly, Y/N felt hazy and now that her distraction was gone she felt her headache again and he kissed her forehead as her eyes fluttered shut. They clung to each other like that as he softened up inside of her. They held each other and whispered sweet nothings to each other because neither of them were quite ready to let go yet, they just got under the covers and cuddled in each other’s embrace for a little while. 

“I’m so happy we’re OK again.” She whispered, “I love you so much.”

“I do too, love. And I hope you know that this is just the beginning for us. We have our whole lives ahead of us for our love to grow.” He whispered against her warm shoulder and the implications of that were making butterflies swarm in her tummy.

“You think you’d be able to love me for your whole life?” She asked with a teasing smile on her mouth and he grinned as he planted a kiss to her shoulder.

“Oh baby, of course. Loving you’s as easy as breathing.” He assured happily and she smiled, very satisfied with his answer and proceeded to pull his hand up to kiss the top of it.

“I’m gonna love you for your whole life too, Harry.” She promised quietly and he hummed as he hugged her tighter.

He wasn’t kidding when he said this was that beginning of them. Harry wanted everything with her and he was more than willing to work on his shortcomings and overcome his fears if it meant having a future with her. He grinned against her skin as he decided that he was absolutely going to make Y/N his wife.

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12, 19, 21, 25, 27, 28, 29 (real curious about this one), 31, 34, 37,

OKAY fuck that's a lot of questions ik. But like if it's too much ya can answer whichever the ones ya want. Also the <<<40>>>> this question deserves a special place cause I AM FERAL AND BAT SHIT CRAZY TO ANYTHING RELATED TO LOVE-PUNCH.

12. Is there an episode above all others that inspires you just a little bit more?

I really enjoy the (singular) episode we've gotten for these two. In the context of the comics, one of my favorites is the one where Wade has to talk Peter out of going too dark-sided, which was a really fun contrast and something that Peter ended up thanking him for which is pretty rare for him.

19. Stephen King once said that his muse is a man who lives in the basement. Do you have a muse?

I'm very much my own muse, and I mean that in the vainest and most honest way possible.

21. How many times do you usually revise your fic/chapter before posting?

I can't even begin to count this number. It's a lot. It's like - it's a lot. I really won't post something until I can read through it and not feel the urge to adjust or change anything. I'm a picky reader, so that - is not an easy thing to accomplish. I also have a great beta who will sometimes rewrite portions, reorganize my flow, or pick specific sections that should be rewritten or re-evaluated, and so I'll send a couple of drafts over in that case so - yeah, the number is high. I take the editing stage very seriously.

25. What do you look for in a beta?

I was very lucky to have my beta @maybe-haunted ask to work with me on chapter one of my first posted work, so I've never necessarily looked for one. I've just been very fortunate to have the perfect one find me. I don't ask for creative help often, so the thing I appreciate about my beta (one of many) is that they make me feel very safe sharing something in a very raw, very imperfect state. I only publish polished works, but they've seen my writing at it's roughest and most incomprehensible, and they're always able to be very direct about what does/doesn't work while making me feel comfortable in that experience. I love knowing what's going on in the reader's mind, and they're a very good audience for getting that type of feedback. They also individually comment on all the sections/moments they like or hit really well for them, and that is just - let me tell you. The best part of the editing process is getting to read what they thought about it and getting to experience in real-time how my writing is being ingested by another person weeks before it's ever shown to my bigger audience. I really appreciate them a lot.

27. How do you feel about collaborations?

I don't enjoy them! I really like being the only guy steering the ship. I have never enjoyed collaborative projects. I have talked about writing something with @periodically-puzzled, and they're probably the only person I'd do it with. That being said, I love collaboration within idea sharing and editing, and I've taken a lot of ideas/feedback/snippets from my writing friends and beta before, and I love seeing how the hand of another person influences and changes my writing. I also enjoy seeing my hand in other people's work, but it's the difference between adding spice to the soup and making a soup with someone else. I much prefer adding spice/having spice added then having to share kitchen space.

28. Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much.

@periodically-puzzled: funny and immensely clever, such a clear narrative voice, and very intentional with the stories they like to tell. the first time I read their work, I felt like I had found a pearl in a sea of rocks. there's just something very individualistic about how they write. you can see the person behind the wheel and it makes it all that more interesting. also one of the few people to actually trigger me with their writing.

@primewritessmut: gnarly and so violent in a way that actually makes their writing almost bleed with it. there are writers who are like "wow I'm such a psychopath for writing this there must be something wrong with me" but they are literally babies in the face of whatever is happening inside prime's mind. her writing makes me flinch and I really enjoy that experience of not being able to look away. also just, the ability to finish so many interesting and complex stories is always something that impresses me.

@x-gon-give-it: really, immensely obsessed with their current WIP with a mercenary spider-man. the writing is just - incredible. there are passages and bits from it that cycle around my head in a loop. really just cracked peter parker on the sidewalk and made us all look at the inside of his fucked up brain. really very talented at writing violence and like, razor sharp intimacy. I take notes whenever I read one of the new chapters, honestly.

29. If you could write the sequel (or prequel) to any fic out there not written by yourself, which would you choose?

I know you were interested in this answer specifically, but I honestly would not do write a sequel or prequel for anyone else's work. that's just not how my brain works. part of that comes from the fact that I have a complicated, often negative relationship with people creating works inspired from my own, so it's not something I would do to another writer.

31. Do you take liberties with canon or are you very strict about your fic being canon compliant?

I take liberties by claiming everything I write is inspired by canon even which it's in direct opposition of it.

34. What are your thoughts on non-con and dub-con?

I love it a lot. I read a lot of it. I write a lot of it. I think it's a safe space for people to explore something complicated and/or objectively horrible that is often inspired by real world experiences and fears. I used to say that I wouldn't write non-con, and I still stand by the fact that I probably wouldn't write sexual non-con for my own mental health, but I am exploring a technically not sexual non-con scenario in a one-shot right now.

37. Talk about your current wips.

The not sexual non-con scenario I'm working on is one where Spider-Man goes feral and Wade keeps him in a cage and starves him on purpose to see if he can get Spider-Man to cannibalize him.

40. Write an alternative ending to [insert fic title] (or just the summary of one).

I'm going to be so real, I almost didn't answer this one because I don't like to talk about my endings (even their direct opposites) before I write them, but I did end up thinking about this enough to probably warrant an answer. I think that if (redacted) didn't happen, then they would remain enemies who absolutely hate everything about each other in the way that only bitter ex's really can.

I think that they would know too much about each other and that they would intentionally make each other's lives miserable because of it. They're both very vindictive people who love to hold a grudge, and both of them would feel victimized by how (redacted) went down and would feel like the other person was their personal villain.

I think Wade wouldn't kill Spider-Man, not out of love, but because he'd enjoy hurting him too much, and I think that Spider-Man would break his no-kill rule specifically to shut Wade up sometimes. I think Wade would bring the worst out of Peter, and Peter would make Wade want to destroy the best inside himself. It would be a 24/7 divorce court, but the court is the city and neither party is happy with the verdict and keep on trying to hurt each other to make up for it. I think eventually one of them would leave the city, and they would never see each other again, but the hate would never fully go away - and if they made their way back to each other, it would burn twice as hot. It would be like a full circle moment, then ending with how they started but this time with twice the amount of knowledge and the hate would be actually personal this time. That would be the alternative ending.

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hello i saw on ur twitter that you read alot and do you have some book recommendations? im open for anything

1 The Prince of Milk by Exurb1a = if you're like me and can't read any mr. gaiman books bc his writing style bores you to death then this might be for you. really fun cosmic horror/ scifi book. there's some gore, lots of death and a character who's been battling constant suicidal thoughts with several suicide attempts under her belt, so pls be careful

2 The Book of Lost Things by John Connolly = it's about the dark and twisted nature of fairytales, plays during WW 2 and covers difficult topics like loss and death. There's also some murdering and sick experimentation going on, like sewing a human's head on an animal's body etc.

3 Prosper's Demon by K. J. Parker = quick and fun read with an interesting take on exorcism and demon handling. loved the main character's interactions with the demons and how he solved his problems in the book lol

4 Afterlove by Tanya Byrne = sweet book about girls falling in love and then unapologetically staying in love for the rest of the book. srsly, they're so sweet :')

5 All of Us Villains by Amanda Foody and Christine Lynn Herman = YA about teenagers killing each other in a blood tournament with an intersting magic system. pretty dark, lots of blood and injuries, actual death and, of course, feelings. funniest straight bait i've seen in a while, promising gay romance (not confirmed yet but it's hinted at and I hope we'll see it come true in the sequel). it's a bit of a pynch situation, just with more murder :)

6 The Starless Sea by Erin Morgenstern = it was recommended to me as a love letter to literature and it really didn't disappoint. one of my favorite books I've read this year. also gay with lovely characters and a stunning world, but has unfortunately one-dimensional and flat villains. it's literally about being gay and liking books (didn't like the pop culture references at the beginning but thankfully that stops after a few chapters)

7 Bunny by Mona Awad = AHHHHHHHH I LOVED IT SO MUCH. really, really, REALLY fucked up. I srsly don't recommend it if you don't like horror and gore and murder. feral women becoming even more feral, committing some actual atrocities most dark academia books don't dare to mention. the main character is bi. the book even made me tear up at the end bc of how it handles the topic of loneliness and despair

8 If We Were Villains by M. L. Rio = you probably witnessed me losing my mind over this book on twitter when i live-tweeted my reading journey. nothing has changed, i still think about this book daily. it's one of the books i'm gonna draw fanart for once i'm done with all of my exams. i can't put into words how much i love it, it makes up like 60% of my personality by now. oliver and james are the bitches i will still cry about in 30 years. the book has one of my favorite endings of all time tbh

9 The Secret History by Tonna Tartt = We've all read it. It's one of my favorites

10 Piranesi by Susanna Clark = it's one of those books you shouldn't know ANYTHING about when going itt, which makes it hard to recommend bc I refuse to say anything about it. If you like dark academia then maybe give it a try. I loved it a lot. it's weird but has a very special place in my heart. pls don't look up th plot. pls don't. srly

11 Wicker King by Kayla Ancrum = it has a really interestng fantasy concept i wish we would've seen more of. it's about two best friends becoming more and more obsessed with each other while losing themselves in their.... uh.. "game". really felt for them and their desperation to stay together

12 Horseman by Chhristina Henry = a dark retelling of the legend of sleepy hollow with a trans main character who i ADORE and still think about daily. again, lots of death and gruesome, gory scenes. really cool concept. have i mentioned that i love the main character? bc i really love him

13 Klara and the Sun by Kazuo Ishiguro = if you're interested in scifi that's not a grand and overwhelming space opera than pls give this book a try. it's about AI and the appreciation of life, how do deal with sickness and destiny and loss without losing hope Hope these help a bit. idk why but i prefer reading about unhinged and sad characters in summer. makes me feel good somehow <3 sorry if these are too depressig for you!

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SARAH SANDERSON X FEM OC FANFICTION (PART 1)🖤🥀✨

Okay so, here it is. I have to warn you guys that this is only the first chapter so the Sanderson sisters do NOT appear yet. This fic can get a little spicy, and it's wlw. If you guys like it I will be continuing it. Also, this does not have a title and english is not my native tongue so if, while reading, you find mistakes, please be understanding. I would appreciate if you'd let me know whatever it was I mispelled, so I can fix it.

Let me know what you think, I love feedback on my writing! I hope you enjoy😊

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It was a pitch black night. Soft dark clouds tried to hide a full blurry moon that still managed to shine through and stars were nowhere to be seen. The howling wind blew through the decadent trees in town, letting leaves rain in a warm rich range of oranges, browns and gold that announced the mids of fall. The smells of long last spilled blood and pumpkin spice filled the air. Only the distant choruses of the various night creatures broke the paralyzing silence that'd settled past midnight, when the neighbors had put their children to sleep and called it a night. All Hallows Eve had never felt so gloomy, yet it had never been so welcome. The crackling streets were soaked in the essence of magic.

Dark glazed eyes stared at the sky above them. Lyra kept trying to decipher the moon's unholy glow, distracting herself for a second, getting lost enough to forget, even just for a few instants, her unsteady racing heart. Raven-colored soft locks bounced around her shoulders, caressing her porcelain skin as she absentmindedly guided herself to the outskirts of town and into the forest. That fortress of ancient trees had always been her secret safe spot. However, that night it was even more special and Lyra couldn't help but get the chills as her feet trembled their way across the fallen branches. Goddess, she was nervous. She’d barely slept lately. She’d been waiting for that moment her whole life. With vivid, restless eyes, she wandered around for a place to sit and soon found a moss-covered huge rock that’d do just perfect. She carefully bent over to take her place, trying hard not to ruin her satin, crimson dress. She had spent the whole evening getting ready for this. The little hairs at the crook of her neck crackled with excitement.

 

Her pale, shaky hands reached in the insides of her bag, tempting awkwardly for the candle. She’d built that candle all by herself and had consecrated it to the dark forces during a specially obscure and quite spooky new moon night. It was big enough for its consumption to last for hours, and its power should be sufficient to accomplish her goal. It was cold outside, but Lyra could feel nothing except for her own beating heart, furiously pounding in her chest, threatening to escape her body any minute. The time had finally come. She’d soon be close to her. Oh, how she longed to meet her. Oh, how she longed for her touch… Something about that idea had been making her mind go wild with unsacred thoughts for quite a long time. It felt like it had been ages.

It’d all started in her teen years. Growing up in Salem hadn’t been easy for Lyra. Being the pretty innocent little girl she was, she was swept away from everything that’d to do with the “scary” side of her hometown. Both her parents tried really hard to protect her daughter’s pure and fragile mind. For that precise reason, black cats, witches, the undead, trials, blood, bones, spells, hexes, curses and moonless nights had once meant nothing at all, they’d been completely absent in Lyra’s mind. It was all for her own good.

However, as she grew up, she immediately started to develop an uncanny curiosity about everything that’d been forbidden to her as a child. This feral hunger for knowledge and the thrill of it were the reasons that, on the night of her sixteenth birthday (a lovely bizarre All Hallows Eve three years ago), Lyra had decided to sneak out of her house to attend her first Halloween party ever. It ended up being a night she could never forget. Not because of the terrorific stories about diabolic possessions and various encounters with those who’d risen from the dead, but because the moment someone left the names of the Sanderson sisters slip out of their mouth, she’d been utterly bewitched. Their story felt somehow familiar, as if it had been her fate that’d lead her to hear those women names that night. As if it was only natural for her to feel such a delicious attraction to them, as if she was meant to meet them. From that day on, Lyra had spent countless hours locked up in Salem’s Local Library, feeding her parents with some cheap excuses such as “school work” that needed to be done. The truth was, Lyra didn’t stop until she’d read everything there was to know about the three infamous witches. Until she’d traced a plan to finally bring them back to life. She knew she desperately needed to meet them. Since the day she’d heard her name for the first time, at that party, she knew she was the only reason that she needed to lit that Black Flame Candle. Sarah Sanderson. The sole mention of her name felt obscenely ravishing. She didn’t quite understand the reason why it was so captivating. The woman was, after all, a complete stranger and (to top it all) a legendarium witch. All she could comprehend was that her desire was unhinged. She needed to see this woman, she needed Sarah to be hers. She desired her. She couldn’t and wouldn’t fight it back, she wasn’t gonna hold it back. She didn’t want to wait any longer. Her numb, cold little finger held a match protectively, just as she feared it could vanish away. In a matter of seconds, her face was being illuminated by the ardent fire, warmth softly biting on her cheeks.

That was it, the flame was lit.

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November 2022 Angel Fish Awards

(Angel Fish design by @slytherkins!!)

Welcome to this month's Angel Fish Awards!

Every month all of you fantastic writers work your asses off to post some truly incredible stories. Our Angel Fish Awards are the way for all of us, as a community of writers and readers, to lift each other up and give praise to those who have captured our attention and deserve a few kind words.

The monthly Angel Fish Awards are peer-nominated, meaning ANYONE (you don’t have to be a member) CAN NOMINATE ANY POND MEMBER’S FIC. Everyone in this community deserves to be showered with love and feedback, and we hope that this fun, thoughtful award will do just that.

Be sure to read through this whole post as people who were nominated more than once only had one tag activated for Tumblr tagging purposes!

WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, HERE ARE THIS MONTH’S ANGEL FISH AWARDS!

Nominated by @mariekoukie6661

Season's Special (series) by @bamby0304

This is just such a good series! Dean and his love for pie!!!

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Nominated by @princessmisery666

Cabin Fever by @slytherkins

I’ve raved about this before and I will no doubt do it again. I will forever reread this one. After re-reading I still cannot adequately express how brilliant this is. My emotions feel kinda frayed and even though it ended “happy” there’s always that underlying pain and anguish that will never truly go away. I’m getting a little teary eyed writing this because one of the things the Winchester’s always seemed to have is hope, and reading Dean very much losing his hope is heart breaking in a way I cannot describe. It’s breathtakingly brutal and honest. Even if you are not a SPN fan, you should read this, I promise its worth every single letter.

Let It Snow by @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior

Cute and fluffy, just what I needed to get into the Christmas spirit!

Do You Know How To Take Care of a Sick Person? by @glygriffe

This is exactly how I pictured Dean would act when he's sick, and soulless Sam definitely needs to work on his bedside manner. Made me laugh and could be canon. 

Untitled ficlet by @ellen-reincarnated1967

I love some worried/protective Winchester's and this and the continuations hit the spot just right!

Tattered (series) by @stusbunker

I'm a bit late to the party on this one but I'm hooked. I can't wait to see where it all leads and the drama that's sure to unfold. I love some jealous Winchester's and adding in the A/B/O dynamics makes it more intriguing.  Each POV is perfect characterisation.

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Nominated by @glygriffe

Feral (series) by @luci-in-trenchcoats

There's a lot of stuff I'm not a very big fan of: Omegaverse, Reader's fic, long fanfiction work... And yet! luci-in-trenchcoats Feral fic got me intrigued in the summary and kept my interest all the way to the end. The main characters are well-developed and endearing. I thoroughly enjoyed all of it! Warnings: language, angst, violence, mention of kidnapping, heavily implied abuse (non-graphic), smut

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Nominated by @thoughtslikeaminefield

Moo-Moo Goes Missing by @tumbler-tidbits

This is cute and sweet. There's a link for the entire universe as well. Ash is great with graphics as well as storytelling, and this one melts my heart.

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Nominated by @mrswhozeewhatsis

Collared (series) by @spnexploration

This series tackles the issue of mind-control curses and how truly evil they can be. (Although there are non-con elements, they are not initiated by the Winchesters. The brothers are trying to fix it.) Every chapter has a new hurdle to be overcome in figuring this out, and I can't wait to see how it turns out!!

Tattered (series) by @stusbunker

I'm seconding the nomination above for this series! SO MUCH ANGST, with both brothers, and it hurts so damn good. This is a must-read!

THANK YOU ALL FOR THE AWESOME WORK AND GREAT FEEDBACK!

These are not actual awards, as in, there is no competition! This system is set up so everyone has a chance to share the love and promote a fic/author in the Pond that has grabbed your attention. The more people that participate, the better this will be :D

THANK YOU ALL AGAIN, KEEP UP THE AMAZING WORK, AND AS ALWAYS, HAPPY WRITING!

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SubMas: BeeGearStation AU with Wasp Queen Reader

Chapter 4.

Content Warnings: AFAB Reader, yandere stuff, delusional Ingo and Emmet, blackmailing.

The walk back to the Bee Kings’ lair was agonizingly quiet. Even so, your brain is busy thinking about your next move. You were so occupied with your thoughts that you did not hear one of them talking directly to you. You only heard Ingo calling your name the second time he did so.

 

"Queen, are you all right? You are quiet and stiff. Are you not feeling well?" Ingo stared at you with a worried expression in his eyes.

 

Had it not been for this mind-boggling situation that The Kings started; you would have responded quickly. However, you cannot be brash in this situation. Snapping at them would cause more uproar to happen. Your colony would be at greater risk if you misstep this time. You are terrified of that notion.

 

You assured Ingo that you are fine in a firm voice. He nodded and continued to look forward while still holding your left hand in a tight grip. The walk become silent once again until Emmet spoke.

 

"Queen, you must be hungry. Let's have something to eat first. It's almost breakfast. Any requests? We may have some meat along with fresh fruits and vegetables." Emmet stared at you this time with his hard-to-read expression while gripping your right hand tightly.

 

Again, you cannot be brash around them, so you responded that you would eat anything served on the table. He nodded and continued to look forward as he walked. It's almost like they already forgot of the happenings earlier, too caught up in their delusion to do so. They make you sick to your guts. Suddenly, escaping this sickening situation looked so impossible for you.

 

You finally arrived back at the bees' colony. The drones are busy discussing among themselves. You faintly heard them talking about their assigned workers who have gone missing all so suddenly. When they see their Kings, they immediately made a beeline to them.

 

"My Kings! Where have our assigned mates gone to? My mate was gone when I woke up this morning! She didn't even say goodbye." One drone looked sad and dejected that his supposed to be mate had gone and left him just like that.

 

"Mine too! She didn't tell me anything of her sudden leave." Another drone cried at the end of his sentence. Several murmurs of similar sentences follow it.

 

"Did we do something wrong? Did we upset our Queen? Was she so upset that she ordered her workers to leave us?" Several drones are murmuring questions now, directing their sad gazes to you.

 

You felt the need to avert your gaze but ultimately kept it straight. Just when you are about to speak, the Kings beat you to it. "Do not worry. Each of your assigned mates has decided that they had their fill and left to continue their jobs at the wasps' nest. We are sure they will be back soon." The Kings, Ingo and Emmet, spoke almost in unison.

 

You must admit that you feel a bit glad that the Kings helped you to defuse the uproar that almost occurred among their drones. If it hadn't been for their help, you would have dozens of drones crowding and asking desperate questions at once. That would make you panic. You silently thanked them.

 

"Everyone, it is almost time for breakfast! Those who are in charge of today's meal, please go and prepare something special for our new Queen here." Emmet announced with a proud smile to his drones who in turn saluted happily for their Kings.

 

"Let's discuss your assigned mates later. We have a Queen now. We will be saved!" Even Ingo smiled subtly at the news that made his drones cheer happily.

 

Everyone in the bees' nest was smiling happily except you. You can't even fathom why they are doing this cruel thing to you. You shouldn't have given your trust to these lawfully evil Kings. Your thoughts of regret are evident on your face.

 

A tug at your right arm popped you out of your trance. Emmet is looking at you with a smile that is best described as feral, making you shiver terrified. With another tug at your left arm, Ingo is also looking at you with a smirk that is full of malice that is making your hair stands on its end. You are aware of their silent threats, dangling the lives of your workers back at your colony over your head. Yet you can't do anything to stop them.