#i might be doing a smut-fest soon LOL just so i can get some practice in

[revasserium]

Can i request 97 with tsukishima kei

hq!!reqs temporarily: closed ; all other reqs: open

send me a number a character and i’ll write you a drabble ;

97. sensual command tsukishima ; nsfw, 1,702 words

a/n: name-calling, edging, uh… tsukki being the sadistic bastard that he is??? 

“you don’t come until i say.” 

he cocks his head, a smirk drawing up the edges of his lips even as you writhe beneath him. your (his) shirt rucked up high, your bra long since discarded somewhere on the floor along with your skirt. your panties are pulled halfway down your legs and he glances at them before shifting just far enough to the side for you to kick them off. 

you bite your lips and pout up at him but he only quirks an eyebrow, as if daring you to challenge his unspoken authority. you huff, but avert your eyes, letting the heat seep into your cheeks as you shift your hips up to accommodate his fingers, long and thin and sure as they press into your already soaking pussy. 

two. slow. too slow. 

you let out a soft whine as he curls them inside you, probing for where he knows your g-spot will be, his thumb drawing lazy circles around your clit. 

he hums. 

“better keep quiet if you don’t want the whole house to hear.” 

his voice is seeped in sarcasm, and beneath the light of the table-lamp, you could’ve sworn you saw his glasses flash. 

he leans in, brushes his lips by your cheeks, his breath hot at your ear. 

“if you don’t want them to know what a whore you are. for me.” he draws back with a widening smirk as he begins to work his fingers between your legs, the combined pleasure and humiliation curling in your stomach enough to make your toes curl. you squeeze your eyes at the thought, try to bite back to gasps and moans working their way out of your throat, but you that you’re fighting a losing battle. 

kei always gets that he wants. and what he wants is to watch you fall apart for him, watch you beg for him, flushed and desperate and helpless. 

in the quiet of his bedroom, the sounds of his fingers pumping out of your slick folds is nothing less than incriminating. and you wonder if the walls of his room really are thick enough to keep the rest of the house from hearing every detail of all the terrible things he’s doing to you. the thought makes another hot wave of embarrassment crest through you and you let your head fall back into his pillow, gasping as he presses his thumb down over your clit. 

“eyes open. look at me.” 

he props himself up over you, his eyes searching your face. 

you pant, whimpering as he grins, leaning down to mouth at your lips at the very moment he presses a third finger into you, swallowing down your moans. he pulls back with a satisfied grin. 

“my brother’s back from work, y’know. he’s just next door. think he can hear you moaning like that? getting your cunt fingered?” 

and sure, you’d known that kei was something of a sadist, but now, it seems like the word is nowhere near strong enough to encompass the full spectrum of his sadism. you shake your head, your thoughts going fuzzy as he fucks his fingers into you faster, finally, finally picking up the pace, though you know in the back of your mind that it won’t be so easy. 

it’s never that easy. 

he grounds the heel of his palm against your clit as he quirks his fingers into your g-spot. your entire body arches off the bed, your mouth falling open, the white-hot fire flaring in the pit of your belly. you can feel it, tingling through your fingers and toes – but then, it’s gone. as quickly as it had come. 

and he’s lifting his fingers to his mouth, his tongue flickering out. 

he grins at the way you blush, brings his fingers to your lips instead, presses them to your mouth. 

“suck.” 

you do. the tangy taste of your own juices coating your tongue as you suck obediently on his fingers. you whine, your thighs squeezing, but he only smirks and leans down to kiss you, licking into your mouth with a low moan of his own. and it’s this more than anything that tells you he’s enjoying this far more than he’s letting on. 

you can feel the hard evidence of his arousal pressing against your inner thigh, and in a moment of lust-induced defiance, you roll your hips up against it. you revel in the way his own hips stutter down against yours, how he gasps against your mouth. 

but the next moment, he’s pinning your hips down with the palm of his hand, drawing back with a curious expression. he studies you, like a lepidopterist might study a new species of butterfly, pinned to a pillow before him. a grin curls along his mouth as he leans back down, his breath fanning out against your lips. 

“needy little cunt, aren’t you? always so thirsty for cock.” 

you whine, squirming against his hold. he tuts. 

“ah-ah-ah – hold still. or else i’ll leave you tied up here till after dinner with a vibrator set on low.” 

you still, swallowing as you blink dolefully up at him. he licks his lips, his eyes flickering over your face. a pleased smile breaks out over his lips and he presses a surprisingly gentle kiss to your mouth. 

“or, i could just edge you till you pass out.” 

your eyes go wide, and you make to sit up, shaking your head but he presses you back down, thrusting all three fingers back into you without warning. you keen, your thighs clamping down over his wrist but he forces them back apart with his other hand. and you know better now than to try and grab for him. 

he sets a brutal pace, fucking his fingers into you hard enough to sting, building you up till you’re gasping, panting, chanting his name in desperate whispers. 

“kei – kei – ah – nn – kei please i’m –” 

“close?” he asks, slowing his hand down to a leisurely crawl. 

you hiss, your hips jerking up to try and regain some of the tension that had been coiling up in your belly. you fist your fingers in the sheets, sweat beading along your skin as you fight down the urge to throw a fit. 

he chuckles. 

“ask nicely.” 

you lick your lips. “kei, please.” 

“hm…” he hums, cocking his head as if contemplating your request 

you let your head fall back onto his pillow with a desperate whine. 

“fuck me with your fingers, please – i’ll be good, i promise. i promise.” 

“aw, you can be a nice little slut when you need to be, hm?” he smiles, curling his fingers inside you again. your hips jump, but he doesn’t relent, working up into a steady rhythm again, till you’re nearly blind with pleasure, right on the precipice of tipping over. it’s so close you can almost taste it. 

he presses his lips to yours, kisses you till your head is spinning. 

“not yet,” he says, whispers, mouthing down your neck, sucking a hard hickey into the smooth skin there. 

“not yet,” he repeats, even as he draws quick circles over your already too-sensitive clit. you shake your head, your entire body trembling with pleasure and the pressure of trying to keep yourself from breaking. 

“kei, kei – i swear – please, god, just lemme – lemme come –”

you can feel him grin against the skin of your neck. he places one last kiss there before pulling back to meet your eyes. his own glasses nearly fogging up from the heat of your skin. he grins. 

“now.” 

your entire body tightens around him. vaguely you hear him groan at the way you clamp down around his fingers, milking them as if they were his cock. vaguely, you register him fucking you through your high, pressing kisses to your exposed neck and collar before nosing up the hem of your (his) shirt till he can latch onto your hardened nipples. 

you’re sure you’d made some sound loud enough to be heard throughout the entire house, but you barely remember, the sound drowned out by the torrent of pleasure crashing through you, wreaking havoc on your senses. you feel him pull his fingers from you, your hips dropping back down onto his sheets. 

he smiles down at you, brushes back a strand of hair sticking to your forehead. 

you feel him press his slick fingers to your lips once more. 

“be a good girl and clean this up, hm? it’s your mess after all.” 

you open your mouth and let him press his fingers into it, sucking them clean in a post-orgasmic haze. you lick your lips when he pulls them away, only to find his lips on yours once more. you briefly wonder if he likes the feeling of kissing your own essence from your mouth. 

“need a few minutes?” he asks, his voice no longer hard or teasing. you nod, your eyelids fluttering shut as you curl into him, burying your face in his chest. you can feel the shape of his hard-on still pressing against your thigh, and you move your leg lazily against it. 

after a few seconds, you lift your head with a smile. 

“think i can suck you off before your mom finishes making dinner?” 

his eyebrows hike up, but there’s pleased flush already tinting his cheeks. 

“dunno. what if you can’t?” he asks. 

you shrug, shimmying your way down to settle between his legs, tugging at the hem of his shorts. he lifts his hips to help you pull them off. his erection pops up, almost smacking you in the face. you wrap your hand around the base, and give the head a good lick. 

the way his breath hitches makes your chest tighten with pride. 

you fix him with a grin of your own as the dynamics between you shift. 

“guess you’ll just have to sit through dinner with a boner then.” 

[bsinoranges]

In which it gets sappy

Tagged by the amazing @lethesomething!!

1. How did you come up with your username and what does it mean?

So uh. BS is actually short for bittersweet, but now it doubles as my in-joke for BS in whateverCourse -- hence the in. So BS in oranges.

Then it’s bittersweetoranges because i read this fic called bittersweet and it was damn good to me at the time. Also my favorite fruit is orange.

...I’m bot good at giving names nor titles. Haha.

2. Which fanfic of yours has the most feedback? (bookmarks/subscriptions/hits/kudos).

Hm. Overall, that would be my KuroYachi one-shot The Lights in the Sky are Stars. It was sort of my love letter to the KuroYachi ship, and so I’m not entirely sure if I’ll be able to add on to it.

For subscriptions that would be my still unfinished brofest piece, The Thief, the Witch, and the Fae. This one is my bid at making an interesting take on certain characters and dynamics in a dark fantasy setting. Futakuchi is the lead if only because @haruhi02 accidentally gave me his name when I asked for random characters.

3. What is your AO3 profile icon, and why did you choose it?

A freezing link from Breath of the Wild. Well, why not? Haha. I love Link, I love Breath of the Wild, and when I resurfaced back on tumblr botw recently came out and also the free icons.

(the rest is under a cut because it’s long and sappy)

4. Do you have any regular/favourite commenters?

Well. I won’t name favorites. Frequent commenters tho... they’d be my friends from chat, so shoutout to @lethesomething and @haruhi02 because you guys are great.

To be fair, I don’t think I post frequently enough for people to keep their eyes peeled for me.

5. Is there a fanfic that you keep going back to read again and again?

Boy, do I. Basically anything in my bookmarks are the things I regularly return to read. Quite notable, however is anything by bigspoonnoya. God. I love her work. From the HQ to the BNHA to the YOI.

6. How many stories are you subscribed to? How many do you have bookmarked?

I bookmark more than I subscribed. Buuuuuuuuut I’m subscribed to a grand total of 4 works, and I’ve bookmarked 62 fics.

7. Which AU do you find yourself writing the most?

Fantasy. Hands down. There’s three-ish urban ones, then there’s two full-on fantasy pieces. The rest are slice-of-life.

There’s just something about fantasy that makes me really happy. It might be the freedom to make, or that I like using fantasy as a substitute for when I want to comment on current events. But usually I like writing things that are fantastical.

Someday I want to make write a slice-of-life that makes the mundane fantastical, and then vice versa. If only because it’s the little things that steal my heart and imagination every single time.

8. How many people are subscribed and bookmarked to you in total? (you can view this on the stats page)

Four wonderful people are subscribed to me, while 12 are subscribed to my stories. For bookmarks, I have a total of 24. ^^

9. Is there something you’d like to write about but are afraid of people judging you for it? (Feeling brave? If so, share it!)

Many of my topic matter don’t really make much, if any, waves -- at least that’s what I think. I’m only afraid I can’t do justice to my dark/fantasy elements, because that would be a real shame.

10. Is there anything you would like to be better at? Writing certain scenes or genres, replying to comments, updating better, etc.

First it’s definitely finishing what I start. My multichaps aren’t incredibly long, but I worry a lot about continuation and future chapters that it spoils writing the present one, so I hope to work on that.

Next is my exposition and narration. I can only say “Name smiles.” so much before I think I write in a horribly stale matter.

... Does writing romance or any sort of sexual or romantic contact count? Cause, boy do I need practice.

11. Do you write rarepairs or popular ships more often?

Is YamaYachi popular? KuroYachi? I’m pretty sure they’re an okay and accepted ship. But in any case the rarest pair I’ve written is KuroYachi, and then KamaFuta. Because those pairs need more content, and I’m pretty willing to fill them.

12. How many stories have you posted on AO3 to this day (finished and unfinished)?

I have 9 works in total. Five of which are completed oneshot, and the other four are unfinished multichaps. See the trend yet?

One of the finished oneshots is the longshot Nowhere in the Sea. It’s the first fic I finished in my whole 17 (at the time) years of living.

Of my unfinished things, one of them is an anthology (that I should probably close since I’m not planning on updating anytime soon) and then the three fantasy pieces that has a lot Worldbuilding™.

13. How many stories do you have saved in/with your writing program?

H A H A.

Hm. So, I switch between Google Docs, Sublime Text 3, and OneNote. But there’s a whooping 17 unwritten stories in various states of disrepair.

I’m most excited for the YamaYachi one, and also the sprawling ensemble cast one. :D

14. Do you write down story ideas, or just keep them in your head?

I mostly keep them in my head. So they flit in and out of my memory like deadlines. On the rare occasion that I’m possessed by the idea, I’l have written the idea down and then some on anything I find convenient at the time (laptop, phone, or paper.)

15. Have you ever co-authored a story?

Yes. @haruhi02 was my partner for the hq fantasy fest thing. She was with me when I finished my first ever fic Nowhere in the Sea.

16. How did you discover AO3?

I was friends with this author back in FF.Net, and she had an AO3 account. Then, I branched off her fics to read the FE:A fics.

17. Do you consider yourself to be a popular or famous author in your fandom(s) on AO3?

LOL. Of course not. I can say, with confidence, that I am probably obscure.

18. Do you have a nickname or fandom name for your readers?

Hm...

19. Was there an author who inspired or encouraged you to write?

Fun fact, the first fan fic I wrote was an unfinished novelization of the Swan Princess (Nest Family Entertainment), and then an illustrated re-telling of Barbie’s Princess and the Nutracker. I started seriously pursuing writing around... the grade 5, when my bully of an English teacher said I had a talent for writing. If I had any it remains to be seen. But it was my friends back on FFnet. The likes of Mafi, and Tune, and Loke. They were there for me during my baby days writing for a fandom. We weren’t in the same fandom, but they inspired me so much.

Also I really like Philip Pullman and J.K. Rowling and thought it would be awesome to publish and write books.

Today though, it’s my friends in the chat who continue to inspire me everyday.

20. What writing advice would you give to a beginning author?

I don’t think I’m qualified. But if I should, it’d be to stay strong and welcome to addictive cycle of happiness and misery. Because there’s nothing like writing that one perfect scene -- it’s worth all the stress and the struggle.

Also. Writing is like wine, it get’s better with age, but it doesn’t mean that you like wine.

21. Do you plot out your stories, or do you just figure it out as you go?

I plot a lot. Like a lot. But I throw out a lot through the window when push comes to shove. Sometimes I’ll outwrite what I’ve planned or plan something new and then I’ll get flung into a crisis. Haha. Fun.

22. Have you ever gotten a bad comment on a story? If so, what did you do?

The worst comment I’ve had is spam on Nowhere in the Sea. I just wish I had more comments. #NoShame.

23. Is there a certain type of scene that you have a hard time writing? (action, smut, etc..)

Smut. A bit of action, but action is easier than doing the sexy.

24. What story(s) are you working on now?

I’m focusing all my energy on Amor Fati, which is my gift for the fantasy exchange. I need to finish that because it’d be sad if I didn’t. And, most importantly, I want to make my giftee proud.

25. Do you plan your next project(s) before you finish your current ongoing story(s)?

The plan is to keep up with my plans. I have no shortage of plans. Hahaha. But I do plan on finishing up Amor Fati then finishing either Scales or The Thief, the Witch, and the Fae before moving on to other projects.

26. Do you have a daily writing goal set for yourself?

Nope. It would probably be better if I did, but acads just eats a lot of my time.

27. Do you think you’ve improved as a writer since you first started?

I think it’s arrogant to think that I did, but I guess I did. I was 13ish -- two years after fifth grade -- when I took writing more seriously... And looking back my writing style changed. ^^

28. What is your favorite story that you’ve written?

I love all my stories for different reasons. To be honest tho, it’s what I haven’t written and am yet to write. I love The Thief, the Witch, and the Fae for it’s dark and heavy atmosphere. Scales for its hesitance and its secrecy. Amor Fati for the melancholy and for its world. Nowhere in the Sea for being my first in a lot of things (but also it’s magic system and world gdi). Lights in the Sky are Stars for it’s sweet fluff. Class Pizza for its tomfoolery. So on and so forth.

As much as I have a hard time looking at my writing, I won’t deny that I love them for the things that they are and could be.

29. What is your least favorite story that you’ve written?

... Probably my anthology? It reminds me of bad memories.

30. Where do you see yourself (as a writer) in 5 years?

Here, still suffering but instead out of school (hopefully) and knee deep in some sort of job.

31. What is the easiest thing about writing?

The planning and the talking and the crying and the reading.

32. What is the hardest thing about writing?

The writing. Or maybe that point between the first scene and the third. Something like that.

33. Why do you write?

Why don’t I? Writing is me. I’ve did things for the sake of reference, I’ve devoted a lot of myself to writing and the idea of writing. I love it. It’s an amazing way to express.

I wouldn’t give it up for the world.

Sooo. For tagging. @spacegaykj and @astersandstuffs and @slothesaurus if you guys don’t mind ^^. Feel free to ignore if you want. Thank you for the time.

Also double tagging @haruhi02 because I can.